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8/4/2015 5:27:19 PM
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The general sighs deeply
[b]I suppose I'll level with you. Delta Green originated on Earth, and we arrived on this planet through experiments in space travel. Once we got it down to a science, so to speak, bad things cropped up. A bunch of stuff in a small desert country went bad, and we were diavowed by our government and forced to leave. Our best option, without government support, was to come here, to Felghast, which was the only other stable whose central planet was identical to our own. That was in 2025. We've existed for over 100 years. And all the weapons and equipment we have hasn't really changed. All of it is based on Earth designs from when we left.[/b]
[b]Does that answer your questions?[/b]
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[b]I give a polite smile and nod.[/b] "I've seen the models of your weapons. We'd call that prehistoric tech, heavily outdated, but still effective. It would like your counterpart of what would they call it, a "Tommy gun"? [b]I change the subject to a simple question.[/b] "How do you intend to kill him"? I ask seriously.
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The general cracks a worried smile. [b]He's tapping into the power of a dead Elder Thing. Those were a form of spacefaring creature that were capable of Psionic powers of impressive magnitude, as well as being deeply malevolent to all other species they encountered. That was our job; We at Delta Green wiped them out each time they appeared on Earth, and we know from external sources that their home planet was wiped out hundreds of years ago. The problem is that their corpses contain huge amounts of psychic energy, like a nuclear power plant gives off radiation even after it's been permanently disarmed. Malachi is fueling his abilities, as well as those of his soldiers, with the energy radiating from this corpse. It's probably being held somewhere secure, as the Urubourians worship such creatures, even in death, as immortal, implacable gods. If we destroy it, the loss of these infinite energy reserves will weaken Malachi enough to finally kill him.[/b]
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[b]I show you a telepathic mind memory of Malachi slaughtering the cult. He appears to be in some sort of frenzy. Blood covers the floors....hundreds of bodies lay limp and lifeless.[/b] "This General.....is not Malachi. I am Prometheus." Malachi says beheading the last cultist member. [b]I unfold the mind memory.[/b] "He's already begun..." I say.
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The General nods quickly, as the elevator grinds to a stop. The elevator slides open to reveal a massive laboratory, where weapons, armor, and all other forms of technology are built and g tested. In the middle of a small room is a metal table, on which lies a small, radio-like device. The general picks it up and turns it on. The device glows a deep blue. [b]Now then, Mr. Okura. Please toss me across the room.[/b]
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Edited by DesertX963: 8/4/2015 6:20:15 PM"Cerebral Scrambler...I have one at-" "Is this what you're going to use on him?"
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The General smiles. [b]Glad you recognize it. These are our own models. High-power, biometric coding, along with analogue systems to be hack-proof. Plus, Psions that try to cast at one of us when we have this thing on experience blinding pain. We've got enough to get one for every soldier, and several large-scale models that keep this place Psion-incursion free. So, yes, I suppose. We kill his power source, then we pump him with lead, bag the body, and grab a beer.[/b]
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"Will there be any problem with Malachi overriding the gadget with the great amount of psionic power he contains? I can see this go to shit very fast."
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[b]Like I said, blinding pain, one per soldier. That's a lot of brain damage.[/b]
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"What if he decides to EMP the devices?"
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[b]They're analogue. EMP has no effect.[/b]
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"My questions are answered."
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"If only it were that easy", I say worried. "During this uprising, I'll be on the other side. I'll give you as much intel as I can regarding his plans. But I can only supply what he tells us. I hope your men are ready to conquer their greatest fears".
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Edited by Ex PI: 8/4/2015 6:47:08 PMA shadow passes over the general's face. [b]I see. You think we're not ready, that we haven't done this before. Come with me.[/b] He motions Kai to the elevator, and they head upward. The doors open on a massive atrium and garden, with solid black marble walls. In the center is a massive triangle of the same rock, laid on its side. The walls of both are covered in names, over a million of them. A small terminal stands before the triangular monument. [b]Guess what these names mean. I'll continue when you get it right.[/b]
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Edited by DesertX963: 8/4/2015 6:48:58 PM"Your men are very brave, I admire their sense of honor. But, this is unlike anything you've ever faced before. I only fear that the names on this wall spread...and I'm sure you are too". "General, don't make me say [i]I told you so[/i]."
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The general's face grows red with anger. [b]You don't think I don't know that!? This is [i]every single day[/i] for us, for me, for my men! We have seen everything the sick horrors of the universe could conjure up. Creatures that call themselves gods, that crack flesh and warp bone, that consume and rage until everything bows to them. Thank whatever god you call your own that this Thing Malachi's drawing from is dead, because your sanity would not survive otherwise. This is [i]easy[/i] for us, for the simple reason that it's all we've every been able to do; hold the lines a little longer. A week, a day, an hour, a month, a year, or Eternity. Do you understand that? It's not that we don't expect casualties, it's that we have to accept them.[/b]
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[b]I turn slowly and look down, then into your eyes.[/b] "Do what you must, and I'll do what I have to do...I'll kill him, if it means saving us all. If anyone's going to do it. It's going to be me." I say coming to terms and accepting the responsibility.
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The General silently nods. His voice shakes. [b]I'm sorry. I'm not asking you to do this. But if you have to, then do it. We'll take care of the-[/b] Alarms begin to blare throughout the base. The general clicks on his earpiece. [b]Are you sure, Blake? They're headed to Rosskaya?[/b] He curses wildly and turns to Kai. [b]Look's like your brother's private army passed over here in an air formation large enough to set off our vibration sensors as they passed. Local news says he's using the new "Protection Groups" to take "necessary police action to end the destruction of Psions and avenge the dastardly Rosskayan attack on Cedycita." We need to get moving.[/b] He races for the elevator as soldiers run past in well-ordered columns. [b]Alright, people, we're going to war![/b]
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Edited by DesertX963: 8/4/2015 7:42:48 PM"Ill go check up on my brother, see what he's up to".
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"You need to calm down General he is just showing concern."
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The General halts, then nods weakly in agreement before walking over to one of the atrium's benches and sitting down heavily. He is silent for a long time.
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"Lets get down to buisness. I am going to need full access to the lab and Delta Green resources for developing weapons and technologies. I am also going to need access to the City and the satellite array so I can track his troops movements. Malachi is most likely hiding, We need to make our presence known to the enemy. This is war gentlemen, lets get cracking."
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The General nods his assent as they rush to the command center. [b]Talk to Burke in R&D and Carmichael in Intelligence. They'll get you what you need. [/b]
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"Thanks General." [b]Jaque leaves the room and heads to the laboratory to begin work[/b]
