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Washington DC, 2099
Agent Jack Benson stalked the fluorescent lit corridors of the government office in which he worked, there was a problem and it was up to him to sort it out. The research vessel Pandora had gone “quiet” and considering what was going on aboard it having it go “quiet” worried him deeply.
“Hey Jack why the long face?” enquired the youthful Agent Chris Squires a cheerful grin on his face, they’d been working together for several years now and Jack knew he could rely on him “Pandora’s gone quiet Chris and they want me to sort it out” Pushing the door to his office open he motioned for Chris to take a seat in one of the brown leather chairs that sat opposite his mahogany desk.
“What do you know about SS Pandora and its mission?” Chris wrinkled his brow in concentration as he dragged his memory for the required information, it’d been sometime since either of them had had any dealings with Pandora. “It’s one of those new starships for offworld research, you know for stuff that’s too dangerous to do on earth. Why do you ask?”
“Pandora’s mission was to breed a race of clone workers capable of mining radioactive materials for long periods of time, namely uranium. Reports say that they were close to achieving a break through though it now appears that Pandora has gone quiet… we’ll need to send in the Canaries” Chris visibly paled at the mention of sending in the Canaries, they were a last resort and a risky one at that. The Canaries or Penal Company 666 was a specialist unit designated for high risk clean up operations or suicide missions as they are more commonly known. Being comprised mainly of convicts both military and civilian who in return for serving in the unit received reduced sentences meant that they were completely expendable. They weren’t called Canaries for nothing.
“If Pandora’s offworld then why do we need to send anyone…let it drift and rot” Jack smiled sympathetically at his colleague’s attempts to clutch at any straw that would save them from using such drastic measures “Chris you know as well as I do that ever since the incidents surrounding Project Ghost that anything involving clones or genetic research needs to be investigated and cleaned up immediately” the two of them sat in the plush office in silence as they contemplated the fates of the men and women in the Canary unit that was currently on its way to Pandora and whatever lurked inside.
Authors Notes
This is my first attempt at a RP so bare with me and please don’t laugh too loudly when it crashes and burns.
You are a member of the Canaries unit that has been dispatched to investigate the fate of the SS Pandora. Although there have been great advances in Space travel, Robotics and genetic manipulation all other technology is at the same level as it is now (so no laser rifles or hover cars) and everyone is assumed to speak English (just to make things easy) other than that enjoy
(Note: Although operation Ghost is mentioned this is not a sequel)
Name:
Age:
Nationality:
Special skill: (Only one) (Electronics, Marksmanship, Demolitions, etc)
Physical Description:
Equipment:
Background:
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Name: Dmitri Orlov
Age: 32
Nationality: Russian
Special skill: Electronics
Physical Description: 5’8” with broad shoulders, he has pale blue eyes and black hair in a prison issue crew cut. He has a scar running diagonally across his right eye.
Equipment: AK-102, Skorpion vz6.1, Combat knife, Flash Drive.
Background: Dmitri served with the FSB for several years specialising in electronic surveillance and house breaking. Using such methods he and his team managed to eliminate several terrorist threats throughout his career.
No-one knows precisely why or how Dmitri ended up in the Canaries as both he and the Russian authorities refuse to discuss as the events that led up to incarceration though it is suspected that although he is involved in several murders he is not entirely guilty.
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Dmitri awoke suddenly as the adrenaline pumped through the intravenous line into his forearm; he’d been in deep sleep for around 48 hours and was naturally feeling a little groggy. He glanced around the cramped interior at the other members of his team all of whom were suffering a similar reaction to the rude awakening.
“Rise and Shine Maggots…” the intercom crackled loudly overhead causing Dmitri to painfully wince; his head felt like it had been put in a vice. “…The shuttle will be docking with the SS Pandora in 20 minutes so check your weapons, you have 48 hours in which to complete your mission and return to the airlock after which you will be left behind” it was the same with every mission they ferry you in and then left you to it.
This was Dmitri second mission with the Canaries the first one had been in North Korea and he was still amazed to this day that he’d survived it…none of the others had. Checking his weapons he waited for the shuttle to dock and prayed that his luck would hold out.
Agent Jack Benson stalked the fluorescent lit corridors of the government office in which he worked, there was a problem and it was up to him to sort it out. The research vessel Pandora had gone “quiet” and considering what was going on aboard it having it go “quiet” worried him deeply.
“Hey Jack why the long face?” enquired the youthful Agent Chris Squires a cheerful grin on his face, they’d been working together for several years now and Jack knew he could rely on him “Pandora’s gone quiet Chris and they want me to sort it out” Pushing the door to his office open he motioned for Chris to take a seat in one of the brown leather chairs that sat opposite his mahogany desk.
“What do you know about SS Pandora and its mission?” Chris wrinkled his brow in concentration as he dragged his memory for the required information, it’d been sometime since either of them had had any dealings with Pandora. “It’s one of those new starships for offworld research, you know for stuff that’s too dangerous to do on earth. Why do you ask?”
“Pandora’s mission was to breed a race of clone workers capable of mining radioactive materials for long periods of time, namely uranium. Reports say that they were close to achieving a break through though it now appears that Pandora has gone quiet… we’ll need to send in the Canaries” Chris visibly paled at the mention of sending in the Canaries, they were a last resort and a risky one at that. The Canaries or Penal Company 666 was a specialist unit designated for high risk clean up operations or suicide missions as they are more commonly known. Being comprised mainly of convicts both military and civilian who in return for serving in the unit received reduced sentences meant that they were completely expendable. They weren’t called Canaries for nothing.
“If Pandora’s offworld then why do we need to send anyone…let it drift and rot” Jack smiled sympathetically at his colleague’s attempts to clutch at any straw that would save them from using such drastic measures “Chris you know as well as I do that ever since the incidents surrounding Project Ghost that anything involving clones or genetic research needs to be investigated and cleaned up immediately” the two of them sat in the plush office in silence as they contemplated the fates of the men and women in the Canary unit that was currently on its way to Pandora and whatever lurked inside.
Authors Notes
This is my first attempt at a RP so bare with me and please don’t laugh too loudly when it crashes and burns.
You are a member of the Canaries unit that has been dispatched to investigate the fate of the SS Pandora. Although there have been great advances in Space travel, Robotics and genetic manipulation all other technology is at the same level as it is now (so no laser rifles or hover cars) and everyone is assumed to speak English (just to make things easy) other than that enjoy
(Note: Although operation Ghost is mentioned this is not a sequel)
Name:
Age:
Nationality:
Special skill: (Only one) (Electronics, Marksmanship, Demolitions, etc)
Physical Description:
Equipment:
Background:
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Name: Dmitri Orlov
Age: 32
Nationality: Russian
Special skill: Electronics
Physical Description: 5’8” with broad shoulders, he has pale blue eyes and black hair in a prison issue crew cut. He has a scar running diagonally across his right eye.
Equipment: AK-102, Skorpion vz6.1, Combat knife, Flash Drive.
Background: Dmitri served with the FSB for several years specialising in electronic surveillance and house breaking. Using such methods he and his team managed to eliminate several terrorist threats throughout his career.
No-one knows precisely why or how Dmitri ended up in the Canaries as both he and the Russian authorities refuse to discuss as the events that led up to incarceration though it is suspected that although he is involved in several murders he is not entirely guilty.
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Dmitri awoke suddenly as the adrenaline pumped through the intravenous line into his forearm; he’d been in deep sleep for around 48 hours and was naturally feeling a little groggy. He glanced around the cramped interior at the other members of his team all of whom were suffering a similar reaction to the rude awakening.
“Rise and Shine Maggots…” the intercom crackled loudly overhead causing Dmitri to painfully wince; his head felt like it had been put in a vice. “…The shuttle will be docking with the SS Pandora in 20 minutes so check your weapons, you have 48 hours in which to complete your mission and return to the airlock after which you will be left behind” it was the same with every mission they ferry you in and then left you to it.
This was Dmitri second mission with the Canaries the first one had been in North Korea and he was still amazed to this day that he’d survived it…none of the others had. Checking his weapons he waited for the shuttle to dock and prayed that his luck would hold out.
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