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Postby Abeyance » Fri Jul 13, 2007 12:46 pm

"Attention citizens..."

Everybody ignored the initial announcement, expecting the usual 'Highly dangerous criminals sighted inside the inner city limits' speil that they had become used to.

"At 10.47am today a treaty was signed between the Neocron Administration, a loose alliance of all Neocron factions, and the Resistance."

The normal background noise and banter throughout the city of Neocron came to an eerie silence. Almost as though you would be able to hear a pin drop. In pepper park the weapons stopped firing, plasma cool down kicking in on weapons as members of various companies from various factions picked up on the most unlikely of messages.

"Over the past few months Fallen Angels scientists have been deciphering the data stored on the latest set of Ceres discs they managed to get a hold of and a very important discovery has been made. The location of a third city of survivors has been found - according to the data on these discs this city is called Tokyo II. Please head over to the nearest city com to watch a live feed of this announcement. I repeat... as of this moment factions of Neocron and the Resistance are neutral. During this moment of history it is time for all citizens to band together for the greater good. Going forward, this is truly the most remarkable time in recent history."

There was a mad rush of people running to city coms, for the first time in years people associated with the Resistance walked from Pepper Park into Plaza without being gunned down. The bandwidth of the city com network had never been this utilised.

A few miles out from Tech Haven, Phoenix Ltd - Contracted by NExT and the Fallen Angels to build what was originally a conference center for relations between the Dome of York and Neocron, a further announcement was made.

"Phoenix Ltd, working with Neocron Exploration Technologies and the Fallen Angels, have been building a facility out in the wastelands. While on the outside this looked just like another conference facility - in fact it was built to similar specifications to the facility in Plaza 1 - it houses the most high tech radar and mapping technology ever used. We're currently preparing to launch six satellites into space in the hope of finding this third city. For all of those that wish to tune into the radio broadcast, please change your radio receivers to the Phoenix Ltd frequency band."

For as long as I remember, people I know as outward people have never been lost for words. But this time it was different. Nobody knew what to expect. Was this really happening? Copbots throughout plaza were holding fire on members of the Black Dragon, pimps from Tsunami, as well as Fallen Angels employees that once upon a time were welcome within the cities walls. I switched my receiver over to the frequency I usually sat on during op wars.

"Mission alpha preparation complete, launch cycle started. Launch of Alpha Apollo in T minus 120."

Back in the history of the city we had survived many things, but of Earths former glory it was hard to believe that this few square kilometres of space surrounded by ocean was the last bastion of life on Earth. One thing that had always confused me though, before the missions to Irata III, we had sent probes all over earth to find survivors. We had overthrown the mighty ruler of Crahn. Alliances had been made, lost, and betrayed. Companies as large as Tangent Technologies had appeared and, just as is with human nature, wars had been fought. But why with our previous explorations had we never found this city? This city of Tokyo II?

"Launch of Alpha Apollo in T minus 30 seconds and counting."

For miles around in the wastelands, the ground started to shake. Out of all of the moments in time I had lived through this was epic. This was one of those things that in 30 years time nobody would believe happened... and here I was, standing on the outskirts of Tech Haven, a distant glow on the horizon with the minor rumbles coming through the ground as the first of six satellites was leaving the ground to launch into space.

"Uh... This is launch site Osiris. An unidentified target has been located on radar and is heading towards our position. Please clear our airspace as we have a rocket launch in progress. I repeat, failure to leave our airspace will constitute as an attack and will be dealt with appropriately."

Suddenly there was a roaring sound, something flew overhead and hit the rocket as it took off. The explosion was devastating. I must have been standing a fair few miles away from the launch site and I was knocked off my feet. What the hell had just happened?
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Part 2: The aftermath of the launch

Postby Abeyance » Fri Jul 13, 2007 1:00 pm

Civilisations come and go, as mankind knows all too well. At the turn of the 21st century civilisation revelled in a major discovery; a discovery that changed the world for good. Something so incredible it caused a war of power and that discovery was artificial intelligence; Computers that could think. The proceeding war between countries for control over the central AI; and deployment of nuclear weaponry eventually wiped out most of mankind.

By the end of the third millennium, Earth had changed. Global pollution, excessive wars and a perforated atmosphere had turned the planet into an almost lifeless sphere of toxic mud. Radiation is everywhere and most animals had either gone extinct or had mutated into bizarre monstrous creatures. The remnants of mankind seek protection from the desolate, scorched world and gathered behind the protective walls of giant cities. These few mega cities became the last lights of hope, in the darkness of Earth's final dusk.

We had launched ships to a nearby system, Irata III, in the hope of rebuilding our civilisation. Those of us that got left behind were left to deal with our mistakes. With the discovery of a third, technologically advanced city on the surface of Earth had been enough - even if only for a moment in time - to unite all of mankind in a joint prospect to find it.

After the first launch, an unknown source had attacked the first satellite as it launched. That was just over a month ago...

The alliance between all factions was tedious at times, especially since certain people had been trying to cause mistrust between factions. Making accusations with no proof; one person blames another for the attack and in turn that person passing on the blame. This time, NExT, Phoenix, and the Fallen Angels, were determined to make sure it didn't happen again. Around the backup launch site, at a completely secret location, there was Ground to Air missile turrets, the CityMercs had ground support in the form of soldiers armed to the teeth with the latest technology we had to offer. In the air, we had volunteers willing to risk their lives - if necessary to fly in front of any incoming artillery if needed be. The countdown had started...

This time it was completely unannounced, as the missile left the atmosphere in the dead of the night, people could see it from not only the Military Base, but Tech Haven, the Dome of York, and Neocron city itself. By the morning we had exothermically mapped the whole planet. We couldn't find a third city as such, but we did find a large amount of heat emanating from an area a few hundred miles north of the Military Base.

The first speculation was that this city was underground, but on the fifth sweep a Tangent Technologies scientist, working in tandem with a scientist from the Fallen Angels - concluded that this heat reading was approximately 500 meters off the ground, and was most likely a force field of some kind.

Many people never expected this treaty to work, but the fact a Fallen Angels scientist was working alongside a Tangent Technologies scientist was proof enough for some people - a perfect spectacle of what this treaty meant, arch enemies working together for the common goal.
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Postby Pantho » Fri Jul 13, 2007 1:24 pm

<3 TOKYO!!!!

Our Big Yellow Ball is better than there yellow ball :)

Nice story abey, did you read the Clan ByB Post? Its the clan description basing the clan on the ByB and Tokyo II
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Postby Abeyance » Mon Jul 16, 2007 7:10 am

Yeah man the ByB story rocks. Just figured some nice pre-emptive roleplaying was in order, since everybody normally focuses on the past, why not focus on what could happen instead of rinsing the same old story :)
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Part 3: Only free minds can build a free society

Postby Abeyance » Mon Jul 16, 2007 7:37 am

A blinking cursor pulses in the electric darkness like a heart coursing with phosphorous light, burning beneath the derma of black-neon glass.

A phone begins to ring, we hear it as though we were making the call. The cursor continues to throb, relentlessly patient, until --

Somebody picks up the call, "Hello?"

Data now slashes across the screen, information flashing faster than we read. The trace begins; "Call trans opt: received. 2-19-47 13:24:18 REC:Log>"

"We have located the city at 0600 hours, it is heavily fortified but we believe we have found a weakness in it's force field."

We're listening to the phone conversation as though we were on a third line.

"Have the resources been committed for the attack?"

The screen continues to pulse, the cursor throbbing as the seconds pass. "Trace program: running."

"At this point the resources are committed, but we believe that an all out attack is not the best option at this time."

The entire screen fills with racing columns of numbers. Shimmering like green-electric rivets, they rush at a 10- digit phone number in the top corner.

"You're not paid to think, I don't care what you believe is the best course of action at this time. Send all available units to the coordinates, let's take this city before the Resistance can act. Make it happen and there is a large bounty in this for you."

The area code is identified. The first three numbers suddenly fixed, leaving only seven flowing columns.

"Affirmative sir."

Slowly, each digit is matched, one by one, snapping into place like the wheels of a slot machine.

"With the technology available to us once we capture this city, we'll finally be able to rid ourselves of this scum that has plagued us so long. Have the Fallen Angels scientists been disposed of?"

Only two thin digits left.

"We routed toxic gasses into the sleeping quarters once they had gone to sleep. They won't be a problem."

The final number pops into place --

"Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

On the screen, a message pops up... "Trace complete. Call origin: #555-121-2560"

"This line, is it clean?"

"We better go."

"Call ended."

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Three hours later, we're passing over the wastelands into uncharted territory. This part of the wasteland looks similar to what we have seen before but somehow different, as though we're treading on new ground. We had passed over the mid world ocean to get this far and were about a kilometre away from the source of the heat patterns. From our vantage point we could see a city of epic proportions. Dark, war beaten walls, gun turrets on the roof, and the spectacle of it all - two massive towers rising high above the city and into the clouds. Comparable to the World Trade Center Buildings in New York, of the ancient world.

"Attention all units. Attention all units."

The army of the City Mercs came to a halt, hanging on every word of their squadron leader. In the midst of the group of elite attack soldiers there was disdain. The City Mercs had morale values, and weren't happy about violating the treaty between Neocron and the Resistance, but the price had been right, the mission had already been accepted.

"This mission was never going to be easy. We have been told this stronghold is letting off energy signatures unlike anything anybody has ever seen before. I don't know what this means, nor do I care. We're better than these people and we're going to take this city by force."

A wave of suspense could be felt in the air, almost so dense that you could have cut it with a knife. Soldiers were lined up; camouflaged in yellow and green power armour, power armour that could have told you a story of it's own if it wasn't inanimate. These were the veterans of the modern world. Using weapons from times gone past, weapons of immense power. Everybody here was either holding a Plasma Cannon prototype, labelled 'the Cursed Soul', a Plasma Wave prototype, 'the Ravager', or the mightiest of rocket launchers. The Ceres Warhammer. Weapons that had been heavily used, you could tell by the burn marks around the barrels of the guns. These people meant business, and the attack was about to be launched.

"I'm not going to lie to you men; today some of you are going to die. But while they may take our lives, they can not touch our spirits! Are we READY men?"

"SIR YES SIR"

"Are we going to give it everything?"

"SIR YES SIR"

"ATTACK!"

We switch out to a wide pan view, watching the CityMercs get gunned down one by one. No survivors. Using the latest technologies we had developed. The Neocron alliance thought they could beat us. They thought that they could use the treaty signed with the Resistance to gain access to our greater intellect. But we know better. Of the six satellites we had launched, only one of their functions was to provide geometric mapping. These six satellites built up the largest Ion weapon ever built, a weapon that could be launched from space. Finally providing the Fallen Angels and it's allies the opportunity to Free Society. As we all know...

Only Free Minds Can Build a Free Society.
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Postby Brammers » Mon Jul 16, 2007 8:52 am

ooc: Nice story! Any more parts coming?
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Postby Abeyance » Mon Jul 16, 2007 8:58 am

Obviously :P
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Everything happens for a reason

Postby Abeyance » Mon Jul 16, 2007 9:28 am

Everything happens for a reason.

The initial attack on Tokyo II had ended in mass devastation of City Mercs soldiers. A loss of this size was never meant to go unnoticed. A loss of this size had never even been anticipated.

It would be stereotypical of us to say we had seen this coming. Deep inside we had all hoped that the alliance between the Dome of York and Neocron wouldn't end this way. Relations had begun to fail since the news that the City Administration and Tangent had ordered the strike against Tokyo. We felt betrayed, however we had anticipated it. During the duration of the treaty we had secretly been doing work of our own. The Ion defence system was now fully operation and nobody except the highest ranking members of the Illuminati even knew about it. Leaders from the major factions of the Dome: Phoenix Ltd, Defenders of York, and United Angels.

We weren't caught off our guard. Our employees that had been reported gassed to death had in fact simply disappeared into the nether ranks of the Illuminati. They weren't dead, they'd escaped completely in tact. So much couldn't be said for the City Administration and Tangent employees. Word from our sister company - the NExT division of Phoenix, reported that the city was in a state of unrest. While the treaty hadn't officially ended, random attacks of Resistance members within the city walls were being reported. Sometimes it was Soldierz members, sometimes it was Copbots. All instances were not acceptable.

In retrospect, the City of Neocron would have been grateful that we were pacifists. With our newly deployed technologies we could have decimated the entire city in seconds, but we had more important concerns...

We had been monitoring Tokyo since the attack. They were definitely mobilising an army. They were going to counter attack. We couldn't tell anybody, because that would have left us in the situation where we'd have to explain how we knew. That would have left us in the situation where we were at wrong before the City had attacked Tokyo behind our backs. That would have left us wide open for attack.

Instead, we waiting for Tangent to realise what was happening. Their newly developed technology within the City which allowed them to locate any individual, monitor any action, and pinpoint their exact location to within centimetres... they saw it coming.

Early one morning, a group of our scientists were panning around the wastelands, they were monitoring every sector available concurrently; watching, waiting for the attack. Nobody had ever left the city walls of Tokyo II. Nobody in, nobody out. We did, however, notice fluctuating energy readings moving steadily across the wastelands. Not wanting to leave this to chance, we gave Tangent Technologies and anonymous tip off. The battle was set.

It was a cold dark morning. The sun was slowly rising in the east. The morning dew hanging off the leaves of flowers, slowly dripping down to earth on occasion. It was peaceful. Birds had starting singing their morning songs, the occasional breeze rustling through the trees. The whole world looked at rest, completely still and peaceful. A complete contrast to the imminent threat.

A squadron of STORM units were sitting on Fortress Jeriko’s border, accompanied by Reza’s Finest 44th Division. A flash of light later and all units simply fell to the ground. Some kind of very advanced ElectroMagnetic Pulse – a pulse so intense it temporarily knocked out our satellites.

It was only a few seconds later. Our screens filled with text as the operating systems came back up. We figured it was an error, that the calibration linking the system to the sector we were viewing had gone all wrong. Jeriko was gone. The only giveaway that we were in fact looking at the right sector, was the ruins of the old ASG, next to a mound of rubble, we figured the mound of rubble was the remains of the old cage – and suddenly that disappeared to.

As quick as the cage had disappeared, an entire army unstealthed. Tanks grinding over the ground, tanks bigger than anything we’d ever seen before. Similar design and build to the old M3 Sherman tanks we had gained information from off the Ceres discs. Technology from the ancient times. Soldiers carrying weapons, we had no idea what they were. They seemed to resemble railgun technology that we’d seen on the Ceres discs, but we had spent a long time looking at these designs to make handheld versions with no success…

The STORM units at the entrance to the city opened fire as they approached. Balls of superheated plasma impacting a good few meters before the army and the energy dissipating over what seemed to be a force field. None of their troops were taking any damage at all. An emergency meeting was being held inside the City. By the time the major faction leaders had got together they’d already lost the subway to the invading troops – and then the attack stopped. Tokyo soldiers held their ground but stopped advancing. We thought they were preparing to contact us when overhead at least twenty thousand automated drones passed them. One drone for every man, woman, and child within the Cities walls. City Administration sent out a plea to the Resistance for help, which we intercepted. As the resistance started to make a move, Tokyo’s army began advancing.

Looking back, detonating the Ion Cannon over the top of a living city was probably not the smartest idea we had ever had. We had been caught off guard and backed into a corner. The ensuing blast destroyed every member of the Tokyo army. It also destroyed every electrical circuit in the whole of Neocron city. The Citycom network failed instantly, Neocron’s defence systems, their entire army of STORM and Copbots - even the circuitry in the weapons of thousands of runners. Fortunately for the Fallen Angels, it also wiped out all of the fundamental data relating to the Ion launch, meaning we went completely undetected.

The good news is, in the aftermath of these actions Phoenix Ltd expanded it’s production operation to supply the demand for weaponry and armour. We also redeveloped the City Com system to be significantly more powerful than Tangent’s original counterpart. Freedom of speech had finally become a reality. I guess everything really does happen for a reason.
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Postby Abeyance » Wed Jul 18, 2007 9:14 am

My name is Naisha Taras. I am an employee for Phoenix Ltd. I am a hacker by trade, but have a diverse technical knowledge of most things. I designed and developed a piece of technology that occupies one of the basement rooms at the Phoenix conference centre, in the wastelands. It is I that coordinated the strike against the invaders, and alongside the CEO of Phoenix, it was I that initiated the launch of the Ion weapon.

For the last few years I have been working on technology beyond even the wildest dreams of the greatest science fiction writers. My device allows me to see, in 3 dimensions, any area on the planet. This all works by cross referencing image and telemetry data from 4 of our 6 satellites. I worked hard developing this technology, and upon it’s creation I realised the purpose of my existence. I wasn’t meant to be one of the most groundbreaking scientists of the modern world. This isn’t what this machine was created for…

The machine resembled a similar design to the ancient computer design of the mid 1980s – a full room machine with buttons and levers, obviously infused with modern technology. This has been the fruits of my last few years of research, my last few years of hacking through Tangent’s systems finding out information regarding stuff they were working on. I was a kilometre underground in what was essentially a box. The room I was in was approximately 500 metres squared and it was dark, not particularly damp due to the air conditioning systems we had installed down here. The conference centre drew heat from the core of the planet and these ducts passed up one side of the room up to the surface. Cold air was drawn from the surface down to the basement and that made up another set of pipes.

The room maintained it’s own temperature and along another of the walls was a computer system controlling access to and from the building, network connections, satellite uplinks, database servers to store and manage all Fallen Angels resources, the Tech Haven Network – a similar system to the City Com network – was also stored on this bridge. In the middle of the room there was an array of very expensive, very comfortable anti gravity chairs. These represented the next evolution of the gravity lift technology we had created. They allowed you to simply sit in the air, providing the best support to your back and the rest of your body on an individual basis. In the middle of these stations was where I sat. This was my room.

Many people had asked me why I liked working in solitude underground, with little or no contact with the outside world for days or even weeks at a time. I personally liked being able to do my own little thing, whenever I wanted. Down here I was away from the harsh realities of what was going on up at the surface. After all – I had just detonated the most powerful weapon known to mankind, while sitting in comfort and sipping tea.

One morning – I think it was morning, hard to tell when you’re this far underground. I was playing around with some of the calibration settings for what we had dubbed ‘the all seeing eye’. It was an immense piece of technology vastly superior to anything that any other faction had managed to make. Sure enough, Tangent had developed the City Com network originally to spy on people, and to further reinforce Neocron city as a big brother alliance. Suddenly up on the screen, flashed a full video feed of the Ion weapon detonation over Neocron city…

This event had happened a full 11 days ago, yet everything was happening in real time. I could pan around as though this was actually happening right here, right now. I just sat there in awe. An entire day later, after I’d watched the past unfold a second time from as many angles as I could dream up; I began to try and work out what the hell I’d done. I was currently listening to a conversation between two City Administration officials, they weren’t aware I was listening – this conversation had happened in the past. I took a laser pen from my pocket and flashed it up on the screen out of boredom. Suddenly there was a scream, one of the City Administration officials was pointing at my red dot on the wall behind her.

I had accidentally created a portal into the past.

Unfolding on screen was the aftermath of the attack from Tokyo II, and the further attack and aftermath of our detonation of the Ion weapon above the city. And now to add further insult to the City factions that had betrayed us, not only could we see their lies and plans against us, but we could intervene with them and change them. I didn’t want to play around with the calibration settings in case I lost the connection, but the concept of what I had created – what I was sitting inside of right at this moment in time – was too much of a scientific breakthrough to not push the envelope just that little bit further.

It only took a matter of days for me to expand the window of time from just under two weeks to a maximum of a month. Which left me with just enough time to check out Tokyo destroying the City Mercs forces, and then rewind and analyse where they went wrong. As any scientist will tell you, changing the past is the worst thing that anybody can do. If you change the balance of power at any given time in the past – even the smallest of things – it will have considerable affect on the future. However, I wasn’t about to let the City Mercs get killed by Tokyo city. I was about to kill them myself…
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Postby Abeyance » Wed Jul 18, 2007 10:16 am

I have rewritten parts of it to make the story flow better. Rather than post it here I will make a new thread instead. Brammers could you rename this one to 'old' or delete it, and then lock it. Thanks
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Postby Brammers » Wed Jul 18, 2007 10:27 am

Sure - Thread locked as requested - please use this new thread here - http://forum.techhaven.org/viewtopic.php?t=2842
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Postby Abeyance » Wed Jul 18, 2007 10:43 am

Might want to read it to :P
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Postby Pantho » Wed Jul 18, 2007 11:19 am

Love locked threads, there so fun to post on
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Postby Abeyance » Wed Jul 18, 2007 11:27 am

Absolutely :P Read the other thread though, reworded it and added much more. Still writing more now, in between calls.
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Postby Brammers » Wed Jul 18, 2007 11:45 am

*Ahem* :oops: Helps if I tick the right lock option!

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