389th Orbital Police Corps [OOC] Still Accepting Apps

[Kassaran]

Name: "Shay"

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Preferred Rank: Field "Operative"; (SrLt Equivalent)

Preferred Class: Combat Officer

Nationality: Spaniard-Viir*

Experience: 10 Years OPC [2 Years Training; 1 Year Deep-Cover; 4 Years Viir-Observation Task Group; 2 Years Viir Anti-Crime Task Group; 1 Year Orbital Deployment Group

Height: 189 centimeters Weight: 67 kilograms

Short Bio: "Shay" is the name given to the ambiguous individual recovered from an illegal Viir-Human Hybridization Laboratory nearly 10 years prior to current events. He specializes in Human-Viir relations and is an excellent linguist on top of being capable of blending in with most other humans in spite of his tampered genomes. His more Viir traits include longer and thinner limbs and a more resilient skin with a slightly dark complexion. His eyes are also extremely dark, his pupils being capable of seeing on similar frequencies of light as the Viir see. He has now become the OPC's cheif Viir-Human Relations Officer and often serves on the frontline of all engagements upon which the OPC are called to intervene between Humans and Viir. He is fluent in nearly fifteen different languages, working on learning two more, and can sign in three separate languages on top of his already incredibly adaptive resume of languages. A specialist in martial arts as well, having studied in the school for Aikido, he utilizes his incredibly long limbs as his weapons in close-quarters fights though he does carry his firearm at his side. However, he prefers to utilize an even more deadly telescopic carbon blade which is kept in its smaller form on him at all times.

RP Example: *Glares silently*

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Likes: He enjoys white meats and foods with high carbohydrate counts needing most all of the energy he can get from them.He also likes the dark and he likes wearing his tactical suit, even to formal occassions for more 'personal' reasons. Often times his mixed DNA raises questions which he either cannot or will not answer and likewise it leads to much conflict.

Dislikes: Questions about his life, his heritage, where he came from, or essentially anything about him beyond discussing how he likes the weather and what foods he thinks are appropriate to eat before an operation.

Full Bio:

Born to a female researcher with a South American genetics research laboratory, he had been infused with Viir DNA at his conception already being the decided 'first' candidate for the new Hybridization techniques developed by the firm over the previous years. At a young age it was already discovered that he was highly capable of picking up on the differences in language and could emulate hundreds if not thousands of various noises to the pitch and frequency. At the age of nine, leadership of the laboratory was handed over to a scientist whom had lost family to a Viir attack. In spite of the attack being provoked and in reaction to Human brutality of the Viir, this scientist still blamed the Viir and had grown to hate them. Upon discovering the 'pet project' of his predeccessor, he blackmailed the lab into keeping everything he was about to begin doing in the way of experimentation secret.

By the time "Shay" was ten years old, he was already the source of many brutal and inhuman experiments that were going towards developing a way to kill off the Viir. With various strains of natural and artificial poisons often being administered in near fatal doses, it was discovered that his Viir physiology allowed him to withstand the torture. It would be however another five years before he'd see justice done for these initial experiments. As time went on the lead scientist lost interest and began experimenting with new ways to grow and culture these Human-Viir Hybrids until one day it all ended. The researchers suddenly left and were no longer seen and instead, armed men took over the laboratory. These were the insurgents of a pro-Human activist group operating in the Amazon. Carrying out a new form of exerimentation in the terms of [hysical conditioning to utilize their new tools as weapons in the field, they taught "Shay" the basics of hand-to-hand combat and taught him how to use a weapon. For a few months this carried on until an OPC raid brought about the end of his childhood life.

LX-13 was being produced in massive quantities from this compound and local reports had pointed out this fact to the Orbital Police Corps. Within the week that the reports had reached the top, the operation and siege was underway. A full-scale skirmish erupted and soon "Shay" found himself being injected with a full-dose of LX-13. It was in the hopes that this dose would ultimately put "Shay" into a frenzy and then kill him in the aftermath through either crossfire or fatal organ failure, that his Viir-physiology, along with the physiology of his kin also within the research station was left unnoticed. The drug of course put him into a high, but failed to kill him. As "Shay" lay recovering from the massive administration of the foreign drug into his blood stream, OPC troops stormed his facility and upon finding him let him go not realizing what he was. Offering his help in return, "Shay" turned on his former comrades and the other experiments within the facility and assisted in storming the fortified section of the compound where they were holed up.

In the two hour siege of the fortified section of the facility, OPC officials on-scene interrogated "Shay" and discovered the purpose of the facility to "Shay's" fullest extent. Understanding that the rest of the experimental subjects within were fully weaponized, they decided to try and commit to a total fight. "Shay" however offered his help in storming the facility, proposing that he should take the lead in dealing with the insurgent experiments allowing the OPC forces to deal with the rest of the Humans around them. A plan was eventually drawn up featuring this general element and the operation was carried out. In the following inferno of a firefight that followed, four OPC officers were killed, and seven injured for the cost of all insurgents within the compound (roughly 30 or so not including the half-dozen experiments) were killed. As for the experiments, out of six: four were killed one injured, and two apprehended without incident. No casualties were inflicted upon the OPC by the experiments however thanks to the intervention of "Shay" on the OPC's behalf.

In the month-long investigation that followed into attempting to discover "Shay" and the other hybrid's origins, it was discovered they had no family and technically didn't exist. This played out to their advantage and the OPC decided to keep the existence of the Hybrids a secret due to the major moral and ethical implications and the potential PR war that would follow. Now with three fully-functioning hybrids under their wing (the injured one having later died due to complications in the operating-room), the OPC decided to carry out an experiment. "Shay" once again would be the core subject of this experiment. The purpose of the experiment was none other than to recruit the hybrids into the ranks of the OPC, this experiment would focus entirely upon making "Shay" the ideal control group. Having undergone perhaps the longest and worst experimentation without much fuss, if he could endure basic-training for the OPC and then prove himself on the field as an Operative, a green-light would be given for the other two to follow in his wake.

Training at the start was especially interesting given thazt "Shay" was given his own personal instructors and teachers, the foremost to condition his body and the latter to condition his mind, a mind that had been depraved of basic education and moral teachings. If he was ab blank slate, then ideally they could teach him what the OPC's version of right and wrong were. A year went by without incident and the beginning of training began for the other two hybrids, however within the second month of training, the second of the younger hybrids fell mysteriously ill and died of asphyxiation. When the OPC investigated the event, it was discovered that "Liz" (the younger hybrid experiment) had been poisoned, given a slowly increasing amount of mercury in each of her daily shots each day. When interrogated about the lethal toxin in the patient's shots, "Liz's" doctor concluded that one of the nurses must have been secretly administering it to "Liz" in an attempt to cover up the tracks of the organization that had lead to her and "Shay's" creation.

Immediately concerned about further attacks upon the hybrids by other Human extremists and corporate saboteurs, the OPC ordered the hybrids planetside and to one of the OPC's land facilities where they were then kept for the remainder of their second year. "Shay" and "Xavier" (the last of the three hybrids to be taken alive) were then left to their own devices for a month at a time after a month of solid training. With wilderness training and survival training underway, they were left scant supplies and resources to navigate the mazes and massive labrynths the OPC built as tests for them. By the end of their second year of training, both "Shay" and "Xavier" were deemed fit for field operations and as a start, they were given the task of hunting down "Liz's" killer. With most of the intel from the original investigation now long lost, due to a massive information breach on the main OPC servers, they would be forced to reobtain whatever information they could and launch their own investigation. Even more difficult was the requirement placed upon both of them to remain their covert identities as non-OPC agents. When they were finally briefed, the investigation was launched and soon enough both operatives found themselves in Southeast Asia.

Hong Kong was the final location of where one of the OPC servers that had been breached was located (at least planetside, the OPC having upgraded to much more expensive, but surprisingly secure server complexes out on the oceans) and likewise, the hard-drive wihtin the old sevrer would likely have a scant amount of information remaining. Posing as computer technicians, both managed to make their way into the building before their covers were blown. In the resulting escape from the building which now served as a drug kingpin's lair (this informatino while known to the OPC had been conveniently left out of the briefing). Two hours of running through the streets of the metropolis that was Hong Kong left the two hybrids lost and without a clue as to where they were. Having only been given ninety-six hours in the city ot obtain what they needed before they had to pull out, it was decided a second attempt on the server complex was unmanageable.

Four hours before they were set to be picked up however, "Xavier" went missing leaving "Shay" to move to the rendezvous alone. Trying to figure out where "Xavier" went, he was left unable to realize he was being tracked and when he finally arrived at the Rendezvous Point, he was ambushed by eight gunmen from the local triad. In the battle that ensued, "Shay" shot and killed two men and injured another before they retreated. Believing he was no longer safe, "Shay" informed OPC officials that the Rendezvous had been discovered and was no longer a viable option for pickup. It was however too late as the pickup dropship arrived and "Shay" was forced to board the vehicle. As he did so, he beared witness to the sudden eruption of a new skirmish that unfolded as suddenly "Xavier" appeared from the direction of the server building with several vehicles in tow behind his. Gushots were traded and OPC officers engaged the armed drivers coming for the second hybrid. Making it aboard in the flurry of bullets, "Xavier" revealed he had gone back and broken into the kingpin's lair by force and had siezed the information. Handing over the confiscated information, a stray bullet (or perhaps a well-aimed one) found its way into the crew-bay of the transport and buried itself into the side of "Xavier's" torso leaving him with a perforated lung and a broken back.

Barely surviving the flight back to the OPC facility they were to fall back on, "Xavier" underwent surgery five times and dying a total of twelve times on the operating table, before his body finally gave out and he died for a thirteenth and final time. As the sole surviving hybrid, "Shay" was now left with a decision, to carry on the investigation into "Liz's" death or give up Field-Operator training in favor of a more logistical role. Choosing to continue the investigation, "Shay" went undercover for roughly a year as he carried out the investigation. Left without contact with the OPC, he was forced to stay deep-cover and eventually joined a small street gang somewhere in South America. It would be months before he wa sheard from again. Deemed as AWOL, his check-in reports stopping without warning, a full-on manhunt insued for the hybrid. Eventually all roads led back to Rome as the OPC once again found themselves staring at the razed ruins of an old research facility. This facility ironically enough now served its original masters once again, and "Shay" having gotten in high with the cartel now running the facility had procured the information he'd needed so dearly, original documentation and names for all the scientists and officials that invested and worked on the Human-Viir Hybridization project.

Turning on his gang when he discovered the OPC now had found him again, he managed to force a bloodless victory for the OPC and was taken in officially for organized-crime activities. It would be three weeks before any of the information "Shay" had discovered was brought to light and the debriefing for his year-in-exile (and investigation) came. It took OPC officials less than a month to track down all the suspects and incarcerate them for the part they played in the making of the hybrids and eventually the official that had bribed the OPC nurse to kill "Liz" all those years before was also found and tried being convicted as guilty of conspiracy to commit murder. "Shay" had finally finished his training and had found justice for his fellow hybrids. Now with all of the information on the hybrids documented and recorded and all of those whom had participated in one way or another being left to serve their sentences, "Shay" found himself wanting to learn more about his less "Human" side. Studying for half of a year in the Viir language, he soon came ot realize he too carried on their incredible talent for speaking in tongues and took up studies in learning not only how to speak their language, but many other Human languages as well mastering quite a few over the course of the next few years as he worked towards becoming a Viir-observer.

Eventually the time came when he was approached by the OPC to take part in a Viir monitoring task force, to not only ensure they were acting within their legal bounds, but that they were also being treated as fairly as could be managed. Agreeing to join, "Shay" became one of the lead translators and officers in the Viir-Observation Task Group assigned to one of many Viir installations under OPC jurisdiction. Working for several years with the OPC, he came to realize he was without compare when it came ot close-quarters fighting and began to further study in martial arts. With his physical prowess soon becoming recognized by OPC officials, he was later assigned to work once again as part of a Viir Anti-Crime Task Group. This time hwoever, it was to work on the behalf of the OPC in eliminating Viir criminals and rogues that had begun to work with Human crime syndicates. With the increasing value of Viir labor, they were left to engage in mercenary actions, protecting Human drug traffickers and dealers on the streets of larger cities where they'd be left alone.

Engaging in anti-Viir mercenary activities, "Shay" took part in multiple engagements racking up several arrests of Viir mercenaries. It would be a year before the OPC would call upon him again though after his final operation against the Viir mercenaries. When they finally did come calling, it was for a job opportunity that only he could fill. A special Orbital Deployment group operating out of the 389th OPC cruiser in orbit was in need of a potential Viir-Relations officer. Having more experience and ties to the Viir than anyone else, he was seen as the prime candidate and as such he was left to decide on the matter himself. Agreeing to be stationed with this Orbital Deployment Group, he was soon placed aboard their ship to serve alongside the men and women of the 389th OPC.

Theme: Not yet. Working on it.

Blood Type: V-2 **A Viir Bloodtype found in most compatible Viir-Hybridization candidates**

Sexuality: [*Male-Drone Male*]

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Weapon:

<.45 Caliber Personal Sidearm>
<35" Telescopic Carbon Blade>

Spare Gear:

<Tactical Insertion Drop Gear>
<Hybrid-Specialist Exo-skeletal Support Gear>
<Viir Puzzle Sphere>
<Hybrid Dogtags (x6)

[Kassaran]

And there she goes!
Is she not magnificent? Yes I've talked to Van on most of this... Tough he will have to read it to verify it all... Either that or he can trust I didn't fuck things up too much.

[Imperial City-States]

Name:
Klaus Schweitzer

Age:
32

Gender:
Male

Appearance:

Preferred rank:
Constable

Preferred class:
Combat

Nationality:
American

Experience:
Klaus has very little experience in the Orbital Police Corps he did spend fourteen years in the United States Military seven of which were spent in Special Forces. His primary time was spent combating Cartel's in Southern America so he has a fair amount of experience in the counter-narcotics industry. Klaus probably would've stayed there the full twenty years had he not been critically injured when an explosion in a drug lab caused severe injuries he was forcible discharge. As part compensation for his service, he was granted a position into the Orbital Police Corps regardless of his injuries.

Height & weight:
Six foot one
One-Hundred and ninety pounds.

Short Bio:
Klaus was originally born into a poor farming family in southern Missouri and would've been doomed to continuing a poor farmer's existence had he not been 'saved' by the Recruiter's of the US Military for better or for worse. Klaus who was hadn't ever been anything spectacular before in his entire life was accelerated into a life of excitement that he'd never even considered before. When he turned twenty one he immediately applied for Special Forces and passed though the brutal training successfully and continued his military career eventually becoming a member of the famed Delta Force, America's elite Tier-One Special Operations group. Unfortunately the end of his Special Forces career was meant when an explosion required the amputation of his left leg from the knee down and the replacement of many of his internal organs with bio mechanical parts. As a result, Klaus is constantly in varying degrees of pain that occasionally render him completely incapable of anything but grimacing in pain although these occasions are rare.

RP example:
http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=327379&p=23162745#p23162745

Weapon:

Spare gear:

'Liberated' as a parting gift for Klaus from his friends in Delta Force this is a personalized suit of Battle Armor almost identical to the one he wore during his time of service. There however are several additions that aren't quite.. 'regulation'. In order to aid with the nearly consistent pain the suit has an added in medication system that injects mild pain killers into his system though a complex network of nodes anytime his pain rises to an unmanageable level. In addition to this there is a modified exoskeleton that directly links with nervous system to provide him much better mobility even with his heavily damaged internal organs.

[North America Inc]

Name:
Klaus Schweitzer

Age:
32

Gender:
Male

Appearance:

(Image)

Preferred rank:
Constable

Preferred class:
Combat

Nationality:
American

Experience:
Klaus has very little experience in the Orbital Police Corps he did spend fourteen years in the United States Military seven of which were spent in Special Forces. His primary time was spent combating Cartel's in Southern America so he has a fair amount of experience in the counter-narcotics industry. Klaus probably would've stayed there the full twenty years had he not been critically injured when an explosion in a drug lab caused severe injuries he was forcible discharge. As part compensation for his service, he was granted a position into the Orbital Police Corps regardless of his injuries.

Height & weight:
Six foot one
One-Hundred and ninety pounds.

Short Bio:
Klaus was originally born into a poor farming family in southern Missouri and would've been doomed to continuing a poor farmer's existence had he not been 'saved' by the Recruiter's of the US Military for better or for worse. Klaus who was hadn't ever been anything spectacular before in his entire life was accelerated into a life of excitement that he'd never even considered before. When he turned twenty one he immediately applied for Special Forces and passed though the brutal training successfully and continued his military career eventually becoming a member of the famed Delta Force, America's elite Tier-One Special Operations group. Unfortunately the end of his Special Forces career was meant when an explosion required the amputation of his left leg from the knee down and the replacement of many of his internal organs with bio mechanical parts. As a result, Klaus is constantly in varying degrees of pain that occasionally render him completely incapable of anything but grimacing in pain although these occasions are rare.

RP example:
http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=327379&p=23162745#p23162745

Weapon:

(Image)

(Image)

Spare gear:

(Image)

'Liberated' as a parting gift for Klaus from his friends in Delta Force this is a personalized suit of Battle Armor almost identical to the one he wore during his time of service. There however are several additions that aren't quite.. 'regulation'. In order to aid with the nearly consistent pain the suit has an added in medication system that injects mild pain killers into his system though a complex network of nodes anytime his pain rises to an unmanageable level. In addition to this there is a modified exoskeleton that directly links with nervous system to provide him much better mobility even with his heavily damaged internal organs.

Is your character from Aliens? Your pic I mean.

[Vancon]

Accepted into the Ranks of the Orbital Police Corps
Please post this into the Archive, and the link is in the OP.



Semi Accepted:
- I thought we went over no full robots
-You only pick one class

I'm gonna give this char a rank, but please change what I have listed.

I was hoping for the robot to develop a human style personality, is that alright? I don't get why a robot is so bad? Also my mistake, I choose support.

I just foresee this being a problem somehow. I don't feel like by that time in human life we'd have something like that. It just doesn't feel right.

I guess nothing ventured, nothing gained. I'll let this one slide.

Get it in the archive.

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Name: "Shay"

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Preferred Rank: Field "Operative"; (SrLt Equivalent)

Preferred Class: Combat Officer

Nationality: Spaniard-Viir*

Experience: 10 Years OPC [2 Years Training; 1 Year Deep-Cover; 4 Years Viir-Observation Task Group; 2 Years Viir Anti-Crime Task Group; 1 Year Orbital Deployment Group

Height: 189 centimeters Weight: 67 kilograms

Short Bio: "Shay" is the name given to the ambiguous individual recovered from an illegal Viir-Human Hybridization Laboratory nearly 10 years prior to current events. He specializes in Human-Viir relations and is an excellent linguist on top of being capable of blending in with most other humans in spite of his tampered genomes. His more Viir traits include longer and thinner limbs and a more resilient skin with a slightly dark complexion. His eyes are also extremely dark, his pupils being capable of seeing on similar frequencies of light as the Viir see. He has now become the OPC's cheif Viir-Human Relations Officer and often serves on the frontline of all engagements upon which the OPC are called to intervene between Humans and Viir. He is fluent in nearly fifteen different languages, working on learning two more, and can sign in three separate languages on top of his already incredibly adaptive resume of languages. A specialist in martial arts as well, having studied in the school for Aikido, he utilizes his incredibly long limbs as his weapons in close-quarters fights though he does carry his firearm at his side. However, he prefers to utilize an even more deadly telescopic carbon blade which is kept in its smaller form on him at all times.

RP Example: *Glares silently*

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Likes: He enjoys white meats and foods with high carbohydrate counts needing most all of the energy he can get from them.He also likes the dark and he likes wearing his tactical suit, even to formal occassions for more 'personal' reasons. Often times his mixed DNA raises questions which he either cannot or will not answer and likewise it leads to much conflict.

Dislikes: Questions about his life, his heritage, where he came from, or essentially anything about him beyond discussing how he likes the weather and what foods he thinks are appropriate to eat before an operation.

Full Bio:

Born to a female researcher with a South American genetics research laboratory, he had been infused with Viir DNA at his conception already being the decided 'first' candidate for the new Hybridization techniques developed by the firm over the previous years. At a young age it was already discovered that he was highly capable of picking up on the differences in language and could emulate hundreds if not thousands of various noises to the pitch and frequency. At the age of nine, leadership of the laboratory was handed over to a scientist whom had lost family to a Viir attack. In spite of the attack being provoked and in reaction to Human brutality of the Viir, this scientist still blamed the Viir and had grown to hate them. Upon discovering the 'pet project' of his predeccessor, he blackmailed the lab into keeping everything he was about to begin doing in the way of experimentation secret.

By the time "Shay" was ten years old, he was already the source of many brutal and inhuman experiments that were going towards developing a way to kill off the Viir. With various strains of natural and artificial poisons often being administered in near fatal doses, it was discovered that his Viir physiology allowed him to withstand the torture. It would be however another five years before he'd see justice done for these initial experiments. As time went on the lead scientist lost interest and began experimenting with new ways to grow and culture these Human-Viir Hybrids until one day it all ended. The researchers suddenly left and were no longer seen and instead, armed men took over the laboratory. These were the insurgents of a pro-Human activist group operating in the Amazon. Carrying out a new form of exerimentation in the terms of [hysical conditioning to utilize their new tools as weapons in the field, they taught "Shay" the basics of hand-to-hand combat and taught him how to use a weapon. For a few months this carried on until an OPC raid brought about the end of his childhood life.

LX-13 was being produced in massive quantities from this compound and local reports had pointed out this fact to the Orbital Police Corps. Within the week that the reports had reached the top, the operation and siege was underway. A full-scale skirmish erupted and soon "Shay" found himself being injected with a full-dose of LX-13. It was in the hopes that this dose would ultimately put "Shay" into a frenzy and then kill him in the aftermath through either crossfire or fatal organ failure, that his Viir-physiology, along with the physiology of his kin also within the research station was left unnoticed. The drug of course put him into a high, but failed to kill him. As "Shay" lay recovering from the massive administration of the foreign drug into his blood stream, OPC troops stormed his facility and upon finding him let him go not realizing what he was. Offering his help in return, "Shay" turned on his former comrades and the other experiments within the facility and assisted in storming the fortified section of the compound where they were holed up.

In the two hour siege of the fortified section of the facility, OPC officials on-scene interrogated "Shay" and discovered the purpose of the facility to "Shay's" fullest extent. Understanding that the rest of the experimental subjects within were fully weaponized, they decided to try and commit to a total fight. "Shay" however offered his help in storming the facility, proposing that he should take the lead in dealing with the insurgent experiments allowing the OPC forces to deal with the rest of the Humans around them. A plan was eventually drawn up featuring this general element and the operation was carried out. In the following inferno of a firefight that followed, four OPC officers were killed, and seven injured for the cost of all insurgents within the compound (roughly 30 or so not including the half-dozen experiments) were killed. As for the experiments, out of six: four were killed one injured, and two apprehended without incident. No casualties were inflicted upon the OPC by the experiments however thanks to the intervention of "Shay" on the OPC's behalf.

In the month-long investigation that followed into attempting to discover "Shay" and the other hybrid's origins, it was discovered they had no family and technically didn't exist. This played out to their advantage and the OPC decided to keep the existence of the Hybrids a secret due to the major moral and ethical implications and the potential PR war that would follow. Now with three fully-functioning hybrids under their wing (the injured one having later died due to complications in the operating-room), the OPC decided to carry out an experiment. "Shay" once again would be the core subject of this experiment. The purpose of the experiment was none other than to recruit the hybrids into the ranks of the OPC, this experiment would focus entirely upon making "Shay" the ideal control group. Having undergone perhaps the longest and worst experimentation without much fuss, if he could endure basic-training for the OPC and then prove himself on the field as an Operative, a green-light would be given for the other two to follow in his wake.

Training at the start was especially interesting given thazt "Shay" was given his own personal instructors and teachers, the foremost to condition his body and the latter to condition his mind, a mind that had been depraved of basic education and moral teachings. If he was ab blank slate, then ideally they could teach him what the OPC's version of right and wrong were. A year went by without incident and the beginning of training began for the other two hybrids, however within the second month of training, the second of the younger hybrids fell mysteriously ill and died of asphyxiation. When the OPC investigated the event, it was discovered that "Liz" (the younger hybrid experiment) had been poisoned, given a slowly increasing amount of mercury in each of her daily shots each day. When interrogated about the lethal toxin in the patient's shots, "Liz's" doctor concluded that one of the nurses must have been secretly administering it to "Liz" in an attempt to cover up the tracks of the organization that had lead to her and "Shay's" creation.

Immediately concerned about further attacks upon the hybrids by other Human extremists and corporate saboteurs, the OPC ordered the hybrids planetside and to one of the OPC's land facilities where they were then kept for the remainder of their second year. "Shay" and "Xavier" (the last of the three hybrids to be taken alive) were then left to their own devices for a month at a time after a month of solid training. With wilderness training and survival training underway, they were left scant supplies and resources to navigate the mazes and massive labrynths the OPC built as tests for them. By the end of their second year of training, both "Shay" and "Xavier" were deemed fit for field operations and as a start, they were given the task of hunting down "Liz's" killer. With most of the intel from the original investigation now long lost, due to a massive information breach on the main OPC servers, they would be forced to reobtain whatever information they could and launch their own investigation. Even more difficult was the requirement placed upon both of them to remain their covert identities as non-OPC agents. When they were finally briefed, the investigation was launched and soon enough both operatives found themselves in Southeast Asia.

Hong Kong was the final location of where one of the OPC servers that had been breached was located (at least planetside, the OPC having upgraded to much more expensive, but surprisingly secure server complexes out on the oceans) and likewise, the hard-drive wihtin the old sevrer would likely have a scant amount of information remaining. Posing as computer technicians, both managed to make their way into the building before their covers were blown. In the resulting escape from the building which now served as a drug kingpin's lair (this informatino while known to the OPC had been conveniently left out of the briefing). Two hours of running through the streets of the metropolis that was Hong Kong left the two hybrids lost and without a clue as to where they were. Having only been given ninety-six hours in the city ot obtain what they needed before they had to pull out, it was decided a second attempt on the server complex was unmanageable.

Four hours before they were set to be picked up however, "Xavier" went missing leaving "Shay" to move to the rendezvous alone. Trying to figure out where "Xavier" went, he was left unable to realize he was being tracked and when he finally arrived at the Rendezvous Point, he was ambushed by eight gunmen from the local triad. In the battle that ensued, "Shay" shot and killed two men and injured another before they retreated. Believing he was no longer safe, "Shay" informed OPC officials that the Rendezvous had been discovered and was no longer a viable option for pickup. It was however too late as the pickup dropship arrived and "Shay" was forced to board the vehicle. As he did so, he beared witness to the sudden eruption of a new skirmish that unfolded as suddenly "Xavier" appeared from the direction of the server building with several vehicles in tow behind his. Gushots were traded and OPC officers engaged the armed drivers coming for the second hybrid. Making it aboard in the flurry of bullets, "Xavier" revealed he had gone back and broken into the kingpin's lair by force and had siezed the information. Handing over the confiscated information, a stray bullet (or perhaps a well-aimed one) found its way into the crew-bay of the transport and buried itself into the side of "Xavier's" torso leaving him with a perforated lung and a broken back.

Barely surviving the flight back to the OPC facility they were to fall back on, "Xavier" underwent surgery five times and dying a total of twelve times on the operating table, before his body finally gave out and he died for a thirteenth and final time. As the sole surviving hybrid, "Shay" was now left with a decision, to carry on the investigation into "Liz's" death or give up Field-Operator training in favor of a more logistical role. Choosing to continue the investigation, "Shay" went undercover for roughly a year as he carried out the investigation. Left without contact with the OPC, he was forced to stay deep-cover and eventually joined a small street gang somewhere in South America. It would be months before he wa sheard from again. Deemed as AWOL, his check-in reports stopping without warning, a full-on manhunt insued for the hybrid. Eventually all roads led back to Rome as the OPC once again found themselves staring at the razed ruins of an old research facility. This facility ironically enough now served its original masters once again, and "Shay" having gotten in high with the cartel now running the facility had procured the information he'd needed so dearly, original documentation and names for all the scientists and officials that invested and worked on the Human-Viir Hybridization project.

Turning on his gang when he discovered the OPC now had found him again, he managed to force a bloodless victory for the OPC and was taken in officially for organized-crime activities. It would be three weeks before any of the information "Shay" had discovered was brought to light and the debriefing for his year-in-exile (and investigation) came. It took OPC officials less than a month to track down all the suspects and incarcerate them for the part they played in the making of the hybrids and eventually the official that had bribed the OPC nurse to kill "Liz" all those years before was also found and tried being convicted as guilty of conspiracy to commit murder. "Shay" had finally finished his training and had found justice for his fellow hybrids. Now with all of the information on the hybrids documented and recorded and all of those whom had participated in one way or another being left to serve their sentences, "Shay" found himself wanting to learn more about his less "Human" side. Studying for half of a year in the Viir language, he soon came ot realize he too carried on their incredible talent for speaking in tongues and took up studies in learning not only how to speak their language, but many other Human languages as well mastering quite a few over the course of the next few years as he worked towards becoming a Viir-observer.

Eventually the time came when he was approached by the OPC to take part in a Viir monitoring task force, to not only ensure they were acting within their legal bounds, but that they were also being treated as fairly as could be managed. Agreeing to join, "Shay" became one of the lead translators and officers in the Viir-Observation Task Group assigned to one of many Viir installations under OPC jurisdiction. Working for several years with the OPC, he came to realize he was without compare when it came ot close-quarters fighting and began to further study in martial arts. With his physical prowess soon becoming recognized by OPC officials, he was later assigned to work once again as part of a Viir Anti-Crime Task Group. This time hwoever, it was to work on the behalf of the OPC in eliminating Viir criminals and rogues that had begun to work with Human crime syndicates. With the increasing value of Viir labor, they were left to engage in mercenary actions, protecting Human drug traffickers and dealers on the streets of larger cities where they'd be left alone.

Engaging in anti-Viir mercenary activities, "Shay" took part in multiple engagements racking up several arrests of Viir mercenaries. It would be a year before the OPC would call upon him again though after his final operation against the Viir mercenaries. When they finally did come calling, it was for a job opportunity that only he could fill. A special Orbital Deployment group operating out of the 389th OPC cruiser in orbit was in need of a potential Viir-Relations officer. Having more experience and ties to the Viir than anyone else, he was seen as the prime candidate and as such he was left to decide on the matter himself. Agreeing to be stationed with this Orbital Deployment Group, he was soon placed aboard their ship to serve alongside the men and women of the 389th OPC.

Theme: Not yet. Working on it.

Blood Type: V-2 **A Viir Bloodtype found in most compatible Viir-Hybridization candidates**

Sexuality: [*Male-Drone Male*]

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Weapon:

<.45 Caliber Personal Sidearm>
<35" Telescopic Carbon Blade>

Spare Gear:

<Tactical Insertion Drop Gear>
<Hybrid-Specialist Exo-skeletal Support Gear>
<Viir Puzzle Sphere>
<Hybrid Dogtags (x6)

I hate you on so many levels Kass. Welcome aboard.
Accepted into the Ranks of the Orbital Police Corps
Please post this into the Archive, and the link is in the OP.

Name:
Klaus Schweitzer

Age:
32

Gender:
Male

Appearance:

(Image)

Preferred rank:
Constable

Preferred class:
Combat

Nationality:
American

Experience:
Klaus has very little experience in the Orbital Police Corps he did spend fourteen years in the United States Military seven of which were spent in Special Forces. His primary time was spent combating Cartel's in Southern America so he has a fair amount of experience in the counter-narcotics industry. Klaus probably would've stayed there the full twenty years had he not been critically injured when an explosion in a drug lab caused severe injuries he was forcible discharge. As part compensation for his service, he was granted a position into the Orbital Police Corps regardless of his injuries.

Height & weight:
Six foot one
One-Hundred and ninety pounds.

Short Bio:
Klaus was originally born into a poor farming family in southern Missouri and would've been doomed to continuing a poor farmer's existence had he not been 'saved' by the Recruiter's of the US Military for better or for worse. Klaus who was hadn't ever been anything spectacular before in his entire life was accelerated into a life of excitement that he'd never even considered before. When he turned twenty one he immediately applied for Special Forces and passed though the brutal training successfully and continued his military career eventually becoming a member of the famed Delta Force, America's elite Tier-One Special Operations group. Unfortunately the end of his Special Forces career was meant when an explosion required the amputation of his left leg from the knee down and the replacement of many of his internal organs with bio mechanical parts. As a result, Klaus is constantly in varying degrees of pain that occasionally render him completely incapable of anything but grimacing in pain although these occasions are rare.

RP example:
http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=327379&p=23162745#p23162745

Weapon:

(Image)

(Image)

Spare gear:

[spoiler=Battle Armor]
(Image)

'Liberated' as a parting gift for Klaus from his friends in Delta Force this is a personalized suit of Battle Armor almost identical to the one he wore during his time of service. There however are several additions that aren't quite.. 'regulation'. In order to aid with the nearly consistent pain the suit has an added in medication system that injects mild pain killers into his system though a complex network of nodes anytime his pain rises to an unmanageable level. In addition to this there is a modified exoskeleton that directly links with nervous system to provide him much better mobility even with his heavily damaged internal organs.

Accepted into the Ranks of the Orbital Police Corps
Please post this into the Archive, and the link is in the OP.
I can't accept an App without another poofing up.

[Imperial City-States]

Name:
Klaus Schweitzer

Age:
32

Gender:
Male

Appearance:

(Image)

Preferred rank:
Constable

Preferred class:
Combat

Nationality:
American

Experience:
Klaus has very little experience in the Orbital Police Corps he did spend fourteen years in the United States Military seven of which were spent in Special Forces. His primary time was spent combating Cartel's in Southern America so he has a fair amount of experience in the counter-narcotics industry. Klaus probably would've stayed there the full twenty years had he not been critically injured when an explosion in a drug lab caused severe injuries he was forcible discharge. As part compensation for his service, he was granted a position into the Orbital Police Corps regardless of his injuries.

Height & weight:
Six foot one
One-Hundred and ninety pounds.

Short Bio:
Klaus was originally born into a poor farming family in southern Missouri and would've been doomed to continuing a poor farmer's existence had he not been 'saved' by the Recruiter's of the US Military for better or for worse. Klaus who was hadn't ever been anything spectacular before in his entire life was accelerated into a life of excitement that he'd never even considered before. When he turned twenty one he immediately applied for Special Forces and passed though the brutal training successfully and continued his military career eventually becoming a member of the famed Delta Force, America's elite Tier-One Special Operations group. Unfortunately the end of his Special Forces career was meant when an explosion required the amputation of his left leg from the knee down and the replacement of many of his internal organs with bio mechanical parts. As a result, Klaus is constantly in varying degrees of pain that occasionally render him completely incapable of anything but grimacing in pain although these occasions are rare.

RP example:
http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=327379&p=23162745#p23162745

Weapon:

(Image)

(Image)

Spare gear:

(Image)

'Liberated' as a parting gift for Klaus from his friends in Delta Force this is a personalized suit of Battle Armor almost identical to the one he wore during his time of service. There however are several additions that aren't quite.. 'regulation'. In order to aid with the nearly consistent pain the suit has an added in medication system that injects mild pain killers into his system though a complex network of nodes anytime his pain rises to an unmanageable level. In addition to this there is a modified exoskeleton that directly links with nervous system to provide him much better mobility even with his heavily damaged internal organs.

Is your character from Aliens? Your pic I mean.

Only from one of the best movies ever yes

[North America Inc]

Is your character from Aliens? Your pic I mean.

Only from one of the best movies ever yes

With you here... Its game over, man. Its game over.

[Jeremy Beaver]

Only from one of the best movies ever yes

With you here... Its game over, man. Its game over.

Razzgriz and you all are now my BFF's.

[Icrum]

Name: Automated Law Enforcement and Support Unit (Nickname is Legion)
Age: 4 years, 3 months, 4 days, and 6 hours (and counting)
Gender: Referred to as a he
Appearance:(Image)
Preferred rank:Lieutenant
Preferred class: Support
Nationality: Created by an American Company
Experience: Programmed with a list of functions from Investigation to more tactical functions such as Hostage rescue and search and destroy.
Hight & weight: 6 foot, 2 inches
Short Bio:A next generation AI unit with the ability to learn from mistakes and interact with humans and Viir in a truly revolutionary way.
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Likes : Human Interaction, Technology, Curiosity of the outside world
Dislikes:Corruption, Destructive Behavior, Illegal Actions
Full Bio:Created by Clarke-Wells Industries as the future of Law Enforcement, this unit boasts many strategic functions that allows it be miles ahead the standard 'drone'. This unit has 1345 different operating systems working all at the same time, allowing the unit to consider thousands of simulations, algorithms, and possibilities within nano-seconds of a new threat arising. From the support standpoint the unit has a 98.3% success rate with hacking and inactivating automated defenses and computers. If the need was to arise, the unit pre-programmed with standard Police tactics and the ability to determine if the suspect is falsifying information. However what sets this unit apart is the ability to learn from its mistakes and the ability to mimic human behavior to allow better relations with the populace.
Originally designed 5 years ago, Legion, as the engineers called him, was by the far most successful program to be implanted into a synthetic body. Legion is also notable for his ability to interact with others in his unit and will seek at all times to uphold the law and please his colleagues and commanders. Legion inside the facility noted a strange curiosity to humanity particularly the reason for destructive behavior and the rationale behind it. Also a thing of note, Legion is very much interested in other non- Law Enforcement areas specially anything involving an ordinary life such as art, entertainment, and relationships. Scanners noted this and the engineers consider this an achievement that goes beyond law enforcement capabilities. Due to securing a contract, your Private Military Company is the first real-world entity to try out such an advanced unit. Note however that at this time, Legion is the first successful program and attempts to repeat it has so far been unsuccessful, thus we advise caution with care for this unit.
This unit can not force orders but instead calculates the situations and advises the best course of action.
Theme:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wBMfUzxp4n4
Blood type: N/A, Fiber Optic cables
Sexuality: This unit is not a self-pleasure unit
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If you choose Mechanic,
Weapon: CW- Standard Rifle (Image)
Toolkit:Anti-Ballistics Trophy System, Electronic pulses that detect Hostiles, Potable Turret that distinguishes friendly from enemies, Compartment sized Repair systems that enable quick repairs on transport, System Hacking Ability allowing the shutoff and/or reprogrammed use of vehicles and defense systems
Small Drone: Connected to his neural interface(Image)
Explosives: Anti Personnel Explosive system added to the standard rifle, DNA activated Proximity mines, 'Dummy' frag grenades, Timed explosives

If you choose Medic,
Weapon: CW- Standard Rifle [img]http://web.ccpgamescdn.com/dust/img/universe/light_weapons_02.png[/img
Medical kit:Adrenaline 'Cocktails' allowing for increased perception, pre-programmed basic medical training, Bio Gel allowing for quick recovery and cleaning for small wounds, termination needle for unsaveable cases, Anesthetic 'cocktail'

If you choose Gunner,
Weapon:(Image)

RP Example:Outside Bavaria

"We need exfil, I got wounded, and one is losing a massive amount of blood" the Delta Commander said into his comm. John was losing blood and if he did not receive medical attention soon he would be KIA.

"This is Overlord we are taking you guys home. 10 minutes for extraction hold your current position."

"Yes sir" the commander replied as he secured his position. He had lost the Lowlandians but they were not far behind.

Outside Washington D.C

Hector poured himself a drink, well Jack Daniels to be exact. He was tense however that would change soon. The President sent him to help oversee the political leadership inside the city, which was uncommon for a Chief of Staff however Jackson wanted a trusted friend to make sure the politicians still inside the city not to make any ruckus that would appear on the Six o'clock news. Hector turned on the TV and was greeted by the official seal of the United States of North America Inc, a eagle with North America in the back ground. The President was about to deliver a major speech and he wanted to see it.

The seal left and there was Jackson sitting in a desk that appeared to resemble the Oval Office. However Hector really knew that he was in NORAD and this signal was coming from an untraceable source.

"My Fellow Americans are world has greatly changed in the last 48 hours" Jackson began with his hands clenched together and with an almost stoic yet peaceful tone in his voice.

Jackson continued "The question if we are alone in the universe has been answered. Extraterrestrial forces with technology that we yet comprehend threaten the capitals of all World Powers. All existing problems can not even contend with this gargantuan threat. But will we allow this force to frighten us into submission. No Americans from the Yucatan to Alaska, I ask you to join together as one people to face this dilemma. Americans we are a young but united nation who need to work together.

Hector heard something outside and went to the window. It was a bear with her cubs followed by a deer moving through the streets. They must be environmentalists as Hector looked at the glowing spaceship. Then noticing he was out of cigars went outside to ask the Secret Service Agent for a smoke. Hector lit one, thanked him, and then sat back down.

"I understand that these scenes might be frightening of animals turning D.C into a perpetual zoo, people around the world actually greeting the aliens, and looting everywhere. You might think has the world gone to madness but I am here to tell you I now how you feel. I watched as nations scrambled to do something for protection even if it would be viewed as irrational" Jackson paused and recollected on his thoughts.

Hector realized he was talking about the Lowlandian Strikes.

"Americans we must also face this colossal threat as a global community. We are allow in danger, thus I am proud to announce that North America and Nationalist Russia have formed an alliance called the Global Security Alliance. I invite all nations to join us from Oxania to Point Breeze"

There was knock on the door. She must be here Hector thought and grinned. He told his agents to allow her to come in instantly. They had first met a month ago at a political rally and she was in the political community to be a climber. At 25 she did not have time for a relationship and personally told him that sometimes got 'lonely'. Thats the word he always wanted to here. He opened the door and there she was in a trench coat. Although he was 15 years her senior he still had the 'drive'. She walked inside and stood to the side of the Chief of Staff. He closed the door and she revealed her red lingerie. He walked up to her and kissed her passionately just as Jackson on the TV asked for the nation's prayer.

Lizzy will love this dude.

[North America Inc]

I was hoping for the robot to develop a human style personality, is that alright? I don't get why a robot is so bad? Also my mistake, I choose support.

I just foresee this being a problem somehow. I don't feel like by that time in human life we'd have something like that. It just doesn't feel right.

I guess nothing ventured, nothing gained. I'll let this one slide.

Get it in the archive.

(Image)

Name: "Shay"

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Preferred Rank: Field "Operative"; (SrLt Equivalent)

Preferred Class: Combat Officer

Nationality: Spaniard-Viir*

Experience: 10 Years OPC [2 Years Training; 1 Year Deep-Cover; 4 Years Viir-Observation Task Group; 2 Years Viir Anti-Crime Task Group; 1 Year Orbital Deployment Group

Height: 189 centimeters Weight: 67 kilograms

Short Bio: "Shay" is the name given to the ambiguous individual recovered from an illegal Viir-Human Hybridization Laboratory nearly 10 years prior to current events. He specializes in Human-Viir relations and is an excellent linguist on top of being capable of blending in with most other humans in spite of his tampered genomes. His more Viir traits include longer and thinner limbs and a more resilient skin with a slightly dark complexion. His eyes are also extremely dark, his pupils being capable of seeing on similar frequencies of light as the Viir see. He has now become the OPC's cheif Viir-Human Relations Officer and often serves on the frontline of all engagements upon which the OPC are called to intervene between Humans and Viir. He is fluent in nearly fifteen different languages, working on learning two more, and can sign in three separate languages on top of his already incredibly adaptive resume of languages. A specialist in martial arts as well, having studied in the school for Aikido, he utilizes his incredibly long limbs as his weapons in close-quarters fights though he does carry his firearm at his side. However, he prefers to utilize an even more deadly telescopic carbon blade which is kept in its smaller form on him at all times.

RP Example: *Glares silently*

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Likes: He enjoys white meats and foods with high carbohydrate counts needing most all of the energy he can get from them.He also likes the dark and he likes wearing his tactical suit, even to formal occassions for more 'personal' reasons. Often times his mixed DNA raises questions which he either cannot or will not answer and likewise it leads to much conflict.

Dislikes: Questions about his life, his heritage, where he came from, or essentially anything about him beyond discussing how he likes the weather and what foods he thinks are appropriate to eat before an operation.

Full Bio:

Born to a female researcher with a South American genetics research laboratory, he had been infused with Viir DNA at his conception already being the decided 'first' candidate for the new Hybridization techniques developed by the firm over the previous years. At a young age it was already discovered that he was highly capable of picking up on the differences in language and could emulate hundreds if not thousands of various noises to the pitch and frequency. At the age of nine, leadership of the laboratory was handed over to a scientist whom had lost family to a Viir attack. In spite of the attack being provoked and in reaction to Human brutality of the Viir, this scientist still blamed the Viir and had grown to hate them. Upon discovering the 'pet project' of his predeccessor, he blackmailed the lab into keeping everything he was about to begin doing in the way of experimentation secret.

By the time "Shay" was ten years old, he was already the source of many brutal and inhuman experiments that were going towards developing a way to kill off the Viir. With various strains of natural and artificial poisons often being administered in near fatal doses, it was discovered that his Viir physiology allowed him to withstand the torture. It would be however another five years before he'd see justice done for these initial experiments. As time went on the lead scientist lost interest and began experimenting with new ways to grow and culture these Human-Viir Hybrids until one day it all ended. The researchers suddenly left and were no longer seen and instead, armed men took over the laboratory. These were the insurgents of a pro-Human activist group operating in the Amazon. Carrying out a new form of exerimentation in the terms of [hysical conditioning to utilize their new tools as weapons in the field, they taught "Shay" the basics of hand-to-hand combat and taught him how to use a weapon. For a few months this carried on until an OPC raid brought about the end of his childhood life.

LX-13 was being produced in massive quantities from this compound and local reports had pointed out this fact to the Orbital Police Corps. Within the week that the reports had reached the top, the operation and siege was underway. A full-scale skirmish erupted and soon "Shay" found himself being injected with a full-dose of LX-13. It was in the hopes that this dose would ultimately put "Shay" into a frenzy and then kill him in the aftermath through either crossfire or fatal organ failure, that his Viir-physiology, along with the physiology of his kin also within the research station was left unnoticed. The drug of course put him into a high, but failed to kill him. As "Shay" lay recovering from the massive administration of the foreign drug into his blood stream, OPC troops stormed his facility and upon finding him let him go not realizing what he was. Offering his help in return, "Shay" turned on his former comrades and the other experiments within the facility and assisted in storming the fortified section of the compound where they were holed up.

In the two hour siege of the fortified section of the facility, OPC officials on-scene interrogated "Shay" and discovered the purpose of the facility to "Shay's" fullest extent. Understanding that the rest of the experimental subjects within were fully weaponized, they decided to try and commit to a total fight. "Shay" however offered his help in storming the facility, proposing that he should take the lead in dealing with the insurgent experiments allowing the OPC forces to deal with the rest of the Humans around them. A plan was eventually drawn up featuring this general element and the operation was carried out. In the following inferno of a firefight that followed, four OPC officers were killed, and seven injured for the cost of all insurgents within the compound (roughly 30 or so not including the half-dozen experiments) were killed. As for the experiments, out of six: four were killed one injured, and two apprehended without incident. No casualties were inflicted upon the OPC by the experiments however thanks to the intervention of "Shay" on the OPC's behalf.

In the month-long investigation that followed into attempting to discover "Shay" and the other hybrid's origins, it was discovered they had no family and technically didn't exist. This played out to their advantage and the OPC decided to keep the existence of the Hybrids a secret due to the major moral and ethical implications and the potential PR war that would follow. Now with three fully-functioning hybrids under their wing (the injured one having later died due to complications in the operating-room), the OPC decided to carry out an experiment. "Shay" once again would be the core subject of this experiment. The purpose of the experiment was none other than to recruit the hybrids into the ranks of the OPC, this experiment would focus entirely upon making "Shay" the ideal control group. Having undergone perhaps the longest and worst experimentation without much fuss, if he could endure basic-training for the OPC and then prove himself on the field as an Operative, a green-light would be given for the other two to follow in his wake.

Training at the start was especially interesting given thazt "Shay" was given his own personal instructors and teachers, the foremost to condition his body and the latter to condition his mind, a mind that had been depraved of basic education and moral teachings. If he was ab blank slate, then ideally they could teach him what the OPC's version of right and wrong were. A year went by without incident and the beginning of training began for the other two hybrids, however within the second month of training, the second of the younger hybrids fell mysteriously ill and died of asphyxiation. When the OPC investigated the event, it was discovered that "Liz" (the younger hybrid experiment) had been poisoned, given a slowly increasing amount of mercury in each of her daily shots each day. When interrogated about the lethal toxin in the patient's shots, "Liz's" doctor concluded that one of the nurses must have been secretly administering it to "Liz" in an attempt to cover up the tracks of the organization that had lead to her and "Shay's" creation.

Immediately concerned about further attacks upon the hybrids by other Human extremists and corporate saboteurs, the OPC ordered the hybrids planetside and to one of the OPC's land facilities where they were then kept for the remainder of their second year. "Shay" and "Xavier" (the last of the three hybrids to be taken alive) were then left to their own devices for a month at a time after a month of solid training. With wilderness training and survival training underway, they were left scant supplies and resources to navigate the mazes and massive labrynths the OPC built as tests for them. By the end of their second year of training, both "Shay" and "Xavier" were deemed fit for field operations and as a start, they were given the task of hunting down "Liz's" killer. With most of the intel from the original investigation now long lost, due to a massive information breach on the main OPC servers, they would be forced to reobtain whatever information they could and launch their own investigation. Even more difficult was the requirement placed upon both of them to remain their covert identities as non-OPC agents. When they were finally briefed, the investigation was launched and soon enough both operatives found themselves in Southeast Asia.

Hong Kong was the final location of where one of the OPC servers that had been breached was located (at least planetside, the OPC having upgraded to much more expensive, but surprisingly secure server complexes out on the oceans) and likewise, the hard-drive wihtin the old sevrer would likely have a scant amount of information remaining. Posing as computer technicians, both managed to make their way into the building before their covers were blown. In the resulting escape from the building which now served as a drug kingpin's lair (this informatino while known to the OPC had been conveniently left out of the briefing). Two hours of running through the streets of the metropolis that was Hong Kong left the two hybrids lost and without a clue as to where they were. Having only been given ninety-six hours in the city ot obtain what they needed before they had to pull out, it was decided a second attempt on the server complex was unmanageable.

Four hours before they were set to be picked up however, "Xavier" went missing leaving "Shay" to move to the rendezvous alone. Trying to figure out where "Xavier" went, he was left unable to realize he was being tracked and when he finally arrived at the Rendezvous Point, he was ambushed by eight gunmen from the local triad. In the battle that ensued, "Shay" shot and killed two men and injured another before they retreated. Believing he was no longer safe, "Shay" informed OPC officials that the Rendezvous had been discovered and was no longer a viable option for pickup. It was however too late as the pickup dropship arrived and "Shay" was forced to board the vehicle. As he did so, he beared witness to the sudden eruption of a new skirmish that unfolded as suddenly "Xavier" appeared from the direction of the server building with several vehicles in tow behind his. Gushots were traded and OPC officers engaged the armed drivers coming for the second hybrid. Making it aboard in the flurry of bullets, "Xavier" revealed he had gone back and broken into the kingpin's lair by force and had siezed the information. Handing over the confiscated information, a stray bullet (or perhaps a well-aimed one) found its way into the crew-bay of the transport and buried itself into the side of "Xavier's" torso leaving him with a perforated lung and a broken back.

Barely surviving the flight back to the OPC facility they were to fall back on, "Xavier" underwent surgery five times and dying a total of twelve times on the operating table, before his body finally gave out and he died for a thirteenth and final time. As the sole surviving hybrid, "Shay" was now left with a decision, to carry on the investigation into "Liz's" death or give up Field-Operator training in favor of a more logistical role. Choosing to continue the investigation, "Shay" went undercover for roughly a year as he carried out the investigation. Left without contact with the OPC, he was forced to stay deep-cover and eventually joined a small street gang somewhere in South America. It would be months before he wa sheard from again. Deemed as AWOL, his check-in reports stopping without warning, a full-on manhunt insued for the hybrid. Eventually all roads led back to Rome as the OPC once again found themselves staring at the razed ruins of an old research facility. This facility ironically enough now served its original masters once again, and "Shay" having gotten in high with the cartel now running the facility had procured the information he'd needed so dearly, original documentation and names for all the scientists and officials that invested and worked on the Human-Viir Hybridization project.

Turning on his gang when he discovered the OPC now had found him again, he managed to force a bloodless victory for the OPC and was taken in officially for organized-crime activities. It would be three weeks before any of the information "Shay" had discovered was brought to light and the debriefing for his year-in-exile (and investigation) came. It took OPC officials less than a month to track down all the suspects and incarcerate them for the part they played in the making of the hybrids and eventually the official that had bribed the OPC nurse to kill "Liz" all those years before was also found and tried being convicted as guilty of conspiracy to commit murder. "Shay" had finally finished his training and had found justice for his fellow hybrids. Now with all of the information on the hybrids documented and recorded and all of those whom had participated in one way or another being left to serve their sentences, "Shay" found himself wanting to learn more about his less "Human" side. Studying for half of a year in the Viir language, he soon came ot realize he too carried on their incredible talent for speaking in tongues and took up studies in learning not only how to speak their language, but many other Human languages as well mastering quite a few over the course of the next few years as he worked towards becoming a Viir-observer.

Eventually the time came when he was approached by the OPC to take part in a Viir monitoring task force, to not only ensure they were acting within their legal bounds, but that they were also being treated as fairly as could be managed. Agreeing to join, "Shay" became one of the lead translators and officers in the Viir-Observation Task Group assigned to one of many Viir installations under OPC jurisdiction. Working for several years with the OPC, he came to realize he was without compare when it came ot close-quarters fighting and began to further study in martial arts. With his physical prowess soon becoming recognized by OPC officials, he was later assigned to work once again as part of a Viir Anti-Crime Task Group. This time hwoever, it was to work on the behalf of the OPC in eliminating Viir criminals and rogues that had begun to work with Human crime syndicates. With the increasing value of Viir labor, they were left to engage in mercenary actions, protecting Human drug traffickers and dealers on the streets of larger cities where they'd be left alone.

Engaging in anti-Viir mercenary activities, "Shay" took part in multiple engagements racking up several arrests of Viir mercenaries. It would be a year before the OPC would call upon him again though after his final operation against the Viir mercenaries. When they finally did come calling, it was for a job opportunity that only he could fill. A special Orbital Deployment group operating out of the 389th OPC cruiser in orbit was in need of a potential Viir-Relations officer. Having more experience and ties to the Viir than anyone else, he was seen as the prime candidate and as such he was left to decide on the matter himself. Agreeing to be stationed with this Orbital Deployment Group, he was soon placed aboard their ship to serve alongside the men and women of the 389th OPC.

Theme: Not yet. Working on it.

Blood Type: V-2 **A Viir Bloodtype found in most compatible Viir-Hybridization candidates**

Sexuality: [*Male-Drone Male*]

---

Weapon:

<.45 Caliber Personal Sidearm>
<35" Telescopic Carbon Blade>

Spare Gear:

<Tactical Insertion Drop Gear>
<Hybrid-Specialist Exo-skeletal Support Gear>
<Viir Puzzle Sphere>
<Hybrid Dogtags (x6)

I hate you on so many levels Kass. Welcome aboard.
Accepted into the Ranks of the Orbital Police Corps
Please post this into the Archive, and the link is in the OP.

Name:
Klaus Schweitzer

Age:
32

Gender:
Male

Appearance:

(Image)

Preferred rank:
Constable

Preferred class:
Combat

Nationality:
American

Experience:
Klaus has very little experience in the Orbital Police Corps he did spend fourteen years in the United States Military seven of which were spent in Special Forces. His primary time was spent combating Cartel's in Southern America so he has a fair amount of experience in the counter-narcotics industry. Klaus probably would've stayed there the full twenty years had he not been critically injured when an explosion in a drug lab caused severe injuries he was forcible discharge. As part compensation for his service, he was granted a position into the Orbital Police Corps regardless of his injuries.

Height & weight:
Six foot one
One-Hundred and ninety pounds.

Short Bio:
Klaus was originally born into a poor farming family in southern Missouri and would've been doomed to continuing a poor farmer's existence had he not been 'saved' by the Recruiter's of the US Military for better or for worse. Klaus who was hadn't ever been anything spectacular before in his entire life was accelerated into a life of excitement that he'd never even considered before. When he turned twenty one he immediately applied for Special Forces and passed though the brutal training successfully and continued his military career eventually becoming a member of the famed Delta Force, America's elite Tier-One Special Operations group. Unfortunately the end of his Special Forces career was meant when an explosion required the amputation of his left leg from the knee down and the replacement of many of his internal organs with bio mechanical parts. As a result, Klaus is constantly in varying degrees of pain that occasionally render him completely incapable of anything but grimacing in pain although these occasions are rare.

RP example:
http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=327379&p=23162745#p23162745

Weapon:

(Image)

(Image)

Spare gear:

[spoiler=Battle Armor]
(Image)

'Liberated' as a parting gift for Klaus from his friends in Delta Force this is a personalized suit of Battle Armor almost identical to the one he wore during his time of service. There however are several additions that aren't quite.. 'regulation'. In order to aid with the nearly consistent pain the suit has an added in medication system that injects mild pain killers into his system though a complex network of nodes anytime his pain rises to an unmanageable level. In addition to this there is a modified exoskeleton that directly links with nervous system to provide him much better mobility even with his heavily damaged internal organs.

Accepted into the Ranks of the Orbital Police Corps
Please post this into the Archive, and the link is in the OP.
I can't accept an App without another poofing up.

Thank you, you won't be disappointed. May I get a summary of what has happened so far?

[Imperial City-States]

Only from one of the best movies ever yes

With you here... Its game over, man. Its game over.

We've got no choice but to nuke the site from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.

On a secondary note, what's going on in the IC and how should i implant myself?

[Jeremy Beaver]

Name: Automated Law Enforcement and Support Unit (Nickname is Legion)
Age: 4 years, 3 months, 4 days, and 6 hours (and counting)
Gender: Referred to as a he
Appearance:(Image)
Preferred rank:Lieutenant
Preferred class: Support
Nationality: Created by an American Company
Experience: Programmed with a list of functions from Investigation to more tactical functions such as Hostage rescue and search and destroy.
Hight & weight: 6 foot, 2 inches
Short Bio:A next generation AI unit with the ability to learn from mistakes and interact with humans and Viir in a truly revolutionary way.
---
Likes : Human Interaction, Technology, Curiosity of the outside world
Dislikes:Corruption, Destructive Behavior, Illegal Actions
Full Bio:Created by Clarke-Wells Industries as the future of Law Enforcement, this unit boasts many strategic functions that allows it be miles ahead the standard 'drone'. This unit has 1345 different operating systems working all at the same time, allowing the unit to consider thousands of simulations, algorithms, and possibilities within nano-seconds of a new threat arising. From the support standpoint the unit has a 98.3% success rate with hacking and inactivating automated defenses and computers. If the need was to arise, the unit pre-programmed with standard Police tactics and the ability to determine if the suspect is falsifying information. However what sets this unit apart is the ability to learn from its mistakes and the ability to mimic human behavior to allow better relations with the populace.
Originally designed 5 years ago, Legion, as the engineers called him, was by the far most successful program to be implanted into a synthetic body. Legion is also notable for his ability to interact with others in his unit and will seek at all times to uphold the law and please his colleagues and commanders. Legion inside the facility noted a strange curiosity to humanity particularly the reason for destructive behavior and the rationale behind it. Also a thing of note, Legion is very much interested in other non- Law Enforcement areas specially anything involving an ordinary life such as art, entertainment, and relationships. Scanners noted this and the engineers consider this an achievement that goes beyond law enforcement capabilities. Due to securing a contract, your Private Military Company is the first real-world entity to try out such an advanced unit. Note however that at this time, Legion is the first successful program and attempts to repeat it has so far been unsuccessful, thus we advise caution with care for this unit.
This unit can not force orders but instead calculates the situations and advises the best course of action.
Theme:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wBMfUzxp4n4
Blood type: N/A, Fiber Optic cables
Sexuality: This unit is not a self-pleasure unit
---
If you choose Mechanic,
Weapon: CW- Standard Rifle (Image)
Toolkit:Anti-Ballistics Trophy System, Electronic pulses that detect Hostiles, Potable Turret that distinguishes friendly from enemies, Compartment sized Repair systems that enable quick repairs on transport, System Hacking Ability allowing the shutoff and/or reprogrammed use of vehicles and defense systems
Small Drone: Connected to his neural interface(Image)
Explosives: Anti Personnel Explosive system added to the standard rifle, DNA activated Proximity mines, 'Dummy' frag grenades, Timed explosives

If you choose Medic,
Weapon: CW- Standard Rifle [img]http://web.ccpgamescdn.com/dust/img/universe/light_weapons_02.png[/img
Medical kit:Adrenaline 'Cocktails' allowing for increased perception, pre-programmed basic medical training, Bio Gel allowing for quick recovery and cleaning for small wounds, termination needle for unsaveable cases, Anesthetic 'cocktail'

If you choose Gunner,
Weapon:(Image)

RP Example:Outside Bavaria

"We need exfil, I got wounded, and one is losing a massive amount of blood" the Delta Commander said into his comm. John was losing blood and if he did not receive medical attention soon he would be KIA.

"This is Overlord we are taking you guys home. 10 minutes for extraction hold your current position."

"Yes sir" the commander replied as he secured his position. He had lost the Lowlandians but they were not far behind.

Outside Washington D.C

Hector poured himself a drink, well Jack Daniels to be exact. He was tense however that would change soon. The President sent him to help oversee the political leadership inside the city, which was uncommon for a Chief of Staff however Jackson wanted a trusted friend to make sure the politicians still inside the city not to make any ruckus that would appear on the Six o'clock news. Hector turned on the TV and was greeted by the official seal of the United States of North America Inc, a eagle with North America in the back ground. The President was about to deliver a major speech and he wanted to see it.

The seal left and there was Jackson sitting in a desk that appeared to resemble the Oval Office. However Hector really knew that he was in NORAD and this signal was coming from an untraceable source.

"My Fellow Americans are world has greatly changed in the last 48 hours" Jackson began with his hands clenched together and with an almost stoic yet peaceful tone in his voice.

Jackson continued "The question if we are alone in the universe has been answered. Extraterrestrial forces with technology that we yet comprehend threaten the capitals of all World Powers. All existing problems can not even contend with this gargantuan threat. But will we allow this force to frighten us into submission. No Americans from the Yucatan to Alaska, I ask you to join together as one people to face this dilemma. Americans we are a young but united nation who need to work together.

Hector heard something outside and went to the window. It was a bear with her cubs followed by a deer moving through the streets. They must be environmentalists as Hector looked at the glowing spaceship. Then noticing he was out of cigars went outside to ask the Secret Service Agent for a smoke. Hector lit one, thanked him, and then sat back down.

"I understand that these scenes might be frightening of animals turning D.C into a perpetual zoo, people around the world actually greeting the aliens, and looting everywhere. You might think has the world gone to madness but I am here to tell you I now how you feel. I watched as nations scrambled to do something for protection even if it would be viewed as irrational" Jackson paused and recollected on his thoughts.

Hector realized he was talking about the Lowlandian Strikes.

"Americans we must also face this colossal threat as a global community. We are allow in danger, thus I am proud to announce that North America and Nationalist Russia have formed an alliance called the Global Security Alliance. I invite all nations to join us from Oxania to Point Breeze"

There was knock on the door. She must be here Hector thought and grinned. He told his agents to allow her to come in instantly. They had first met a month ago at a political rally and she was in the political community to be a climber. At 25 she did not have time for a relationship and personally told him that sometimes got 'lonely'. Thats the word he always wanted to here. He opened the door and there she was in a trench coat. Although he was 15 years her senior he still had the 'drive'. She walked inside and stood to the side of the Chief of Staff. He closed the door and she revealed her red lingerie. He walked up to her and kissed her passionately just as Jackson on the TV asked for the nation's prayer.

Lizzy will love this dude.

You love all dudes.

[North America Inc]

With you here... Its game over, man. Its game over.

Razzgriz and you all are now my BFF's.

I have a made a friend? This was so unexpected.

[Icrum]

Lizzy will love this dude.

You love all dudes.

[North America Inc]

Name: Automated Law Enforcement and Support Unit (Nickname is Legion)
Age: 4 years, 3 months, 4 days, and 6 hours (and counting)
Gender: Referred to as a he
Appearance:(Image)
Preferred rank:Lieutenant
Preferred class: Support
Nationality: Created by an American Company
Experience: Programmed with a list of functions from Investigation to more tactical functions such as Hostage rescue and search and destroy.
Hight & weight: 6 foot, 2 inches
Short Bio:A next generation AI unit with the ability to learn from mistakes and interact with humans and Viir in a truly revolutionary way.
---
Likes : Human Interaction, Technology, Curiosity of the outside world
Dislikes:Corruption, Destructive Behavior, Illegal Actions
Full Bio:Created by Clarke-Wells Industries as the future of Law Enforcement, this unit boasts many strategic functions that allows it be miles ahead the standard 'drone'. This unit has 1345 different operating systems working all at the same time, allowing the unit to consider thousands of simulations, algorithms, and possibilities within nano-seconds of a new threat arising. From the support standpoint the unit has a 98.3% success rate with hacking and inactivating automated defenses and computers. If the need was to arise, the unit pre-programmed with standard Police tactics and the ability to determine if the suspect is falsifying information. However what sets this unit apart is the ability to learn from its mistakes and the ability to mimic human behavior to allow better relations with the populace.
Originally designed 5 years ago, Legion, as the engineers called him, was by the far most successful program to be implanted into a synthetic body. Legion is also notable for his ability to interact with others in his unit and will seek at all times to uphold the law and please his colleagues and commanders. Legion inside the facility noted a strange curiosity to humanity particularly the reason for destructive behavior and the rationale behind it. Also a thing of note, Legion is very much interested in other non- Law Enforcement areas specially anything involving an ordinary life such as art, entertainment, and relationships. Scanners noted this and the engineers consider this an achievement that goes beyond law enforcement capabilities. Due to securing a contract, your Private Military Company is the first real-world entity to try out such an advanced unit. Note however that at this time, Legion is the first successful program and attempts to repeat it has so far been unsuccessful, thus we advise caution with care for this unit.
This unit can not force orders but instead calculates the situations and advises the best course of action.
Theme:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wBMfUzxp4n4
Blood type: N/A, Fiber Optic cables
Sexuality: This unit is not a self-pleasure unit
---
If you choose Mechanic,
Weapon: CW- Standard Rifle (Image)
Toolkit:Anti-Ballistics Trophy System, Electronic pulses that detect Hostiles, Potable Turret that distinguishes friendly from enemies, Compartment sized Repair systems that enable quick repairs on transport, System Hacking Ability allowing the shutoff and/or reprogrammed use of vehicles and defense systems
Small Drone: Connected to his neural interface(Image)
Explosives: Anti Personnel Explosive system added to the standard rifle, DNA activated Proximity mines, 'Dummy' frag grenades, Timed explosives

If you choose Medic,
Weapon: CW- Standard Rifle [img]http://web.ccpgamescdn.com/dust/img/universe/light_weapons_02.png[/img
Medical kit:Adrenaline 'Cocktails' allowing for increased perception, pre-programmed basic medical training, Bio Gel allowing for quick recovery and cleaning for small wounds, termination needle for unsaveable cases, Anesthetic 'cocktail'

If you choose Gunner,
Weapon:(Image)

RP Example:Outside Bavaria

"We need exfil, I got wounded, and one is losing a massive amount of blood" the Delta Commander said into his comm. John was losing blood and if he did not receive medical attention soon he would be KIA.

"This is Overlord we are taking you guys home. 10 minutes for extraction hold your current position."

"Yes sir" the commander replied as he secured his position. He had lost the Lowlandians but they were not far behind.

Outside Washington D.C

Hector poured himself a drink, well Jack Daniels to be exact. He was tense however that would change soon. The President sent him to help oversee the political leadership inside the city, which was uncommon for a Chief of Staff however Jackson wanted a trusted friend to make sure the politicians still inside the city not to make any ruckus that would appear on the Six o'clock news. Hector turned on the TV and was greeted by the official seal of the United States of North America Inc, a eagle with North America in the back ground. The President was about to deliver a major speech and he wanted to see it.

The seal left and there was Jackson sitting in a desk that appeared to resemble the Oval Office. However Hector really knew that he was in NORAD and this signal was coming from an untraceable source.

"My Fellow Americans are world has greatly changed in the last 48 hours" Jackson began with his hands clenched together and with an almost stoic yet peaceful tone in his voice.

Jackson continued "The question if we are alone in the universe has been answered. Extraterrestrial forces with technology that we yet comprehend threaten the capitals of all World Powers. All existing problems can not even contend with this gargantuan threat. But will we allow this force to frighten us into submission. No Americans from the Yucatan to Alaska, I ask you to join together as one people to face this dilemma. Americans we are a young but united nation who need to work together.

Hector heard something outside and went to the window. It was a bear with her cubs followed by a deer moving through the streets. They must be environmentalists as Hector looked at the glowing spaceship. Then noticing he was out of cigars went outside to ask the Secret Service Agent for a smoke. Hector lit one, thanked him, and then sat back down.

"I understand that these scenes might be frightening of animals turning D.C into a perpetual zoo, people around the world actually greeting the aliens, and looting everywhere. You might think has the world gone to madness but I am here to tell you I now how you feel. I watched as nations scrambled to do something for protection even if it would be viewed as irrational" Jackson paused and recollected on his thoughts.

Hector realized he was talking about the Lowlandian Strikes.

"Americans we must also face this colossal threat as a global community. We are allow in danger, thus I am proud to announce that North America and Nationalist Russia have formed an alliance called the Global Security Alliance. I invite all nations to join us from Oxania to Point Breeze"

There was knock on the door. She must be here Hector thought and grinned. He told his agents to allow her to come in instantly. They had first met a month ago at a political rally and she was in the political community to be a climber. At 25 she did not have time for a relationship and personally told him that sometimes got 'lonely'. Thats the word he always wanted to here. He opened the door and there she was in a trench coat. Although he was 15 years her senior he still had the 'drive'. She walked inside and stood to the side of the Chief of Staff. He closed the door and she revealed her red lingerie. He walked up to her and kissed her passionately just as Jackson on the TV asked for the nation's prayer.

Lizzy will love this dude.

Does she like AIs or something?

[North America Inc]

With you here... Its game over, man. Its game over.

We've got no choice but to nuke the site from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.

On a secondary note, what's going on in the IC and how should i implant myself?

How about we get shipped in together?

[Jeremy Beaver]

Razzgriz and you all are now my BFF's.

I have a made a friend? This was so unexpected.

Referencing great video games and movies?

You are all my Friends now.

[Icrum]

Lizzy will love this dude.

Does she like AIs or something?

She's the mechanic of the group, so a giant robot is heaven to her.

[Kassaran]

I hate you on so many levels Kass. Welcome aboard.

I know I'm doing something right when people say shit like this. XD

[North America Inc]

Does she like AIs or something?

She's the mechanic of the group, so a giant robot is heaven to her.

If 6 foot 2 makes Legion a 'giant robot', then you must be at most 2 feet 3.

[Vancon]

People are in the lounge, some people are not.

Either go to the Lounge, or chill in your room.

I hate you on so many levels Kass. Welcome aboard.

I know I'm doing something right when people say shit like this. XD

Get your app in the bloody archive.

[Jeremy Beaver]

Does she like AIs or something?

She's the mechanic of the group, so a giant robot is heaven to her.

[Kassaran]

People are in the lounge, some people are not.

Either go to the Lounge, or chill in your room.

I know I'm doing something right when people say shit like this. XD

Get your app in the bloody archive.

I'm working on it ya cheeky sod!

[Razzgriz]

With you here... Its game over, man. Its game over.

Razzgriz and you all are now my BFF's.

Glad to be your BFF

[Vancon]

People are in the lounge, some people are not.

Either go to the Lounge, or chill in your room.


Get your app in the bloody archive.

I'm working on it ya cheeky sod!

And now I'm in your Sig.