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Darwin's Soldiers: Disruptive Selection

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Serris:
And so it begins...

This RP takes place about 2 months after the 2nd one. The characters are somewhere in Oregon.

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Dr. Zanasiu threw down the newspaper he was reading with disgust. He  was sitting on the foot of his bed or more accurately, the pull out sofa bed actually. The headline was "Investigation of Vegas Massacre in Full Swing".

"Something the matter, James?" Zachary asked, his ears swiveling towards James.

"The [censored] Vegas debacle! Not one mention of Dragonstorm but we're consistently referred to as terrorists!"

Zachary sighed and looked around the room. Their weapons were hidden in their van, except for Dr. Bailey's Glock 18 pistol on the desk opposite the two beds. The curtains were drawn, allowing only sliver of light.

Noname:
Corporal Stern was also with them. He had been left out of much of the action, but was still angry at how things went down.

"You know, James? That was a disaster. I had no intention of being branded some kinda terrorist. Still, if asked to, I'd do it all again. We gotta remember why we fight."

Stern was eager to get back into the action. He knew little of what the future would hold, but he knew that this business wasn't over yet. It never was for him. "I can't believe this filth. I've read better stuff in the tabloids!"

Mirumoto_Kenjiro:
During that time in Utah, the captured Dragonstorm data was continued to be decoded, uncovering secrets of the superweapon projects, and more importantly the loactions of several bases.  The main backup base was found somewhere in Oregon, but the primary missions involve an elusive base set in a supertanker in San Diego, which at any time weight anchor and disappear into the Pacific Ocean.

As for the team, there were some drastic changes.  Victor Summers, now a Captain, was selected as the new commanding officer of 'Crimson Squad', a team dedicated to the destruction of the Dragonstorm threat.  Snow, now deemed a full-fledged citizen, and Aiko, became members in the squad.  Professor Josephine "Dr Joe" Smithson was no longer needed in the field, but her scientific expertise puts her in special research into counter-acting the Dragonstorm's superweapons.  And experiment X-279, renamed Chase, was put under Dr Joe's protective custody.

New members have been selected from special-ops and other experimental bases similar to Pelvanida.  Eron, a Spider Monkey and saboteur.  Tank, an Armadillo combat engineering and explosives specialist.  Erin Matthews, a special-ops sniper.  Mallard, a Duck former experiment and master diver.  And Ice, a Wolf experiment with the skills lower temperatures and generate ice.

Crimson Squad's target:  the San Diego base, where Dragonstorm's operations could escape into ocean waters, and where a strengthened legion of assassins are commanded by a professional hitman, Ariol...

Serris:
Dr. Bailey came into the room with three plastic bags. "Lunch?" he asked.

"Sure, what you got?" Zachary asked.

"Ministrone soup, fish filet sandwiches and some vegan chili."

Dr. Zanasiu sighed. "Corporal, we have no data to go on. All we have are scattered reports of missing outdoorsmen and loggers," he said.

"Remember that Dragonstorm kidnaps its subjects. It is quite possible that the missing people could have been taken by them," Zachary said.

"You also need to keep in mind that logging is not a safe profession by any stretch of the imagination. Not to mention that inexperienced hikers or campers could end up lost in the wilderness," Dr. Bailey replied.

Zachary sighed. "Back to square one," he said.

Nick22:
Aisha sighed as she stirred from her "Bed. which was really the front seat of the truck Alfred the Bison had been driving, pushed down flat. It was like sleeping on a rock. A crumpled copy of today's paper lay at her feet. "Instead of classing Dragonstorm as the terrorists.. WE'RE the terrorists! The ignorance of the mainstream media never ceases to astound" She grumbled as Dr Landon opened the door. They were parked on a little used road in the Oregon wilderness, they had spent the last two months hot on the trail of Dragonstorm, they were getting close, or so she hoped..

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