Strogg Medical Facility
Planet Strorg
July 18th 2060

Colonel Seraph Thatcher sat in the oddly shaped chair silently as his fingers clicked on the various alien symbols that was the native language of the Strogg. To an onlooker the screen was full of various symbols that held no meaning, but not to Thatcher, he was one of the rare few who had the ability to read the language. All around him there was various sounds of gunfire and yelling, however this did not seem to bother the man at the terminal, tossing the cigarette away Thatcher blew a large cloud of smoke from his mouth as there was a couple loud beeps from the console and a whole new screen lite up. Looking at the symbols he nodded to himself as if he understood something and turned the chair towards another screen, reaching into the bag next to him on the console he pulled what appeared to be a large but crude key card, sliding it into the slot beside the main interface there was a series of fast cycling symbols on the screen and another loud beep as the change switched again.

“Interesting, very interesting.”

Thatcher spoke more to himself then anything else however he heard a rather nervous voice from behind him, turning his attention from the screen the green to the gill Private behind him was speaking to him, his eyes darting in every which direction. The private was young, couldn't have been older then eighteen, hell he still had a baby face on him, they did get younger everyday.

“Sir... it sound...s.. like the fighting is getting...um getting closer. Don't you think we should uh get out of here before.. you know it gets here.”

Thatcher turned back to the console as he caressed his fingers over more of the symbols on the console, he spoke in his usual deep scratchy voice as he read codes of symbols on the screen as they flashed by.

“Don't worry about the fighting Private, that was the whole point of a diversionary tactic to begin with, so that we could access the main medical console. To be honest your probably safest out of most of the soldiers out there fighting.”

Thatchers tone was stern but not harsh, he understood what it was like to be new to a war like this. However he also understood that the difference between life and death was knowing when to put your boot down and when you shouldn't. The kid was afraid and he was right to be so, the facility in which only mere hours ago was an operating Strogg human farm was now under siege and the Strogg who guarded the facility were less then pleased. Truth was though that this facility was not a run of the mill facility, this was one of the central hubs for Strogg Medical Procedures on the entire planet of Strorg, which also meant it was where much information was kept in correlation to human stroggification. So in reality the attack on the Medical Facility was not meant to be long term, they did not possess the much needed force to hold back the Strogg here which meant he had to grab the information and get the hell out before too much life was lost.

“Sir I think we need to get out of here, I can hear the battle drawing closer and closer, we really need to go.”

Thatcher ignored the private as he kept hitting the various symbols across the console in quick succession, the screen kept switching quickly. They needed this information more then this Private knew or was told. When Matthew Kane had destroyed the Makron and then the Nexus Core everyone thought the war would end, in reality that had only strengthened the resolve. After the Core fell and their general destroyed the Strogg fled in disarray, the day had been won but that was not the end of it. It was months of peace before the Strogg returned and in a stronger force then ever. What no one had known was that the Nexus Core was but one of the cores, it was a bitter pill to swallow for everyone who had worked for so much, the sacrifices made were in vain, they had destroyed one for another one to present itself. But that was often the way of war, it did not just end and that was the truth that never changed.

Five years later the human race was now on the edge of chaos, the Strogg has attacked Earth again and destroyed many lives in retalliation for the Makron destroyed by Kane. They had managed to drive the Strogg out but the damage was done, there was little choice in the matter after that, they had to take the fight to the Strogg home planet Strorg if nothing else to stop them from trying to attack Earth again. But now they were in more fire straights then ever before, they were being pushed back on all fronts, and losing more and more men by the day. They were losing this war and nothing could hide that now, thats why they so desperately needed this information, this could be the last chance the human race has to turn the table on the Strogg.

“Colonel! I think they are here!”

Thatcher heard the banging on the door and the snarles behind it, the enemy was officially here. Thatcher quickly turned as he flipped up a nearby console near his bag and quickly entered in the code into the device, on the other side of the door there was a loud bang and screams as the flash bangs did their job. He was almost there now, quickly turning he went back to typing into the console, there was only a couple lines of code left now... the computer beeped again as if recognizing Thatchers urgency, and just like Thatcher quickly pressed the transfer key and the information quickly copied onto the crude keycard he had inserted earlier. As soon as the computer finished downloading the intel Thatcher removed the key card and quickly threw it and the computer into the black bag and zipped it closed.

“Lets move now!”

Thatcher yelled at the private as he quickly complied as there were sparks from the other side of the locked door, they were cutting through. Taking the shotgun off the console Thatcher clicked a couple more symbols and then pointed his gun at the console and blasted it blowing it to pieces, the door on the other side of the room opened with a hiss as both of the men ran through the door. Thatcher turned quickly as he leaned down to the bottom of the door, pulling a thermo charge from his belt he quickly placed it on the side of the door and armed it.

“Go now! Move! We are out of time!”

Thatcher moved away from the door quickly as he took out the detonator, clicking up the switch he clicked it as the door exploded in blocking the entrance. Quickly putting his finger to his headset he spoke:

“This is Thatcher, all remaining forces are to cease attack and fall back to Echo Point, repeat cease attacks and fall back to Echo Point.”

“Colonel watch out!”

Thatcher looked quickly as a tactical Strogg came around the corner, it quickly pointed its rail gun and fired, Thatcher flung himself to the ground as the bolt splashed against the nearby wall going straight through. The Private quickly came to Thatchers aid firing a barrage from his own weapon, the Strogg quickly bolted around the corner as Thatcher came back to his feet. Thatcher removed a grenade from his belt and clicked the top, it gave a shrill beep as he flung it to the corner, there was a scream as it detonated taking the Strogg in its blast.

“Lets move eyes open soldier!”

Thatcher cocked his shotgun and ran forward, sliding down to the ground he flung past the corner, a Strogg was waiting on the other side with a blast of his shotgun its head was destroyed. Getting to his feet Thatcher flung himself down the hallway, another Strogg came around the corner and raised it gun to attack, Thatcher however was close and with a direct hit from his shotgun cracked the Strogg straight in the head, flipping the shotgun back around he blasted it into oblivion as another Strogg came from behind. Feeling the hand on his shoulder he quickly grabbed it and flipped the Strogg as he moved sideways, the Strogg smacked the ground as he brought his boot down and smashed its neck with a sick crack. Looking forward and Iron Maiden came around the corner up ahead, with a shrill scream it raised its arm and blasted a missile. Thatcher quickly grabbed the private and threw him into an opened door in the hall, the missile came by with a shrill whistle and exploded shortly afterwards. Thatcher put his back to the wall as he looked at the kid on the floor he was shivering, afraid to even stand back up. Closing his eye's Thatcher knew... knew it was coming, he could feel its presence on the very air. Looking up he quickly went to the soldier on the ground, he bent down and looked him in the eye.

“Private I have a very important task for you now.”

Moments later Thatcher exited the room alone this time, on both sides of the hallway Strogg had filled the corridors. It was over and there was no escape. Dropping his shotgun on the ground the Strogg all remained silent and still, it was here that was the only reason he was not dead. Thatcher slowly reached down sighing as he removed the pack of smokes from his vest, there was one left, putting it in his lips he slowly lite it up as the Strogg in front of him made a line on the wall, down the hall came what appeared to be a man in all black clothing, his hair was jet black and sunglasses covered his eye's. Thatcher knew though that the thing infront of him was no human, no he knew better then that, it was merely a Strogg that took the appearance of one, the Strogg General, the General known as Ragnok. There was no use in fighting now, Ragnok was beyond all other Strogg guns were useless.

“Colonel Thatcher I figured it was you, only you would be rash enough to attack such a guarded facility.”

Thatcher blew smoke out of his mouth as the voice that came from the human like Strogg didn't fit, it was deep and demon like. The Strogg General stopped a short distance away and both of them seemed to stare at each other for a time before the silence was broken.

“I would ask why your here Colonel but I already know, I am afraid you won't be taking that data back to those pathetic insects. This time you chose a target that was beyond you Colonel, and this time your going to pay for your arrogance.”

“I did not come here expecting to leave Strogg, it was always a forgone conclusion that I would die sooner or later in this war, it was merely my time, my turn, much is how war goes. If you think you I am going to beg for your sick pleasure your quite wrong.”

The Strogg General laughed rather sarcastically as he approached Thatcher, it one fell grip he took him by the neck and lifted him effortlessly off his feet and slammed him into a wall. Getting close up the Strogg General put his face in Thatchers and spoke:

“Your suffering interests me not insect, you and your entire race are not even worth the effort. Your like a disease that lingers, but sooner or later becomes obsolete. I have had the displeasure of being exposed to your race for far too long, the displeasure of watching you succeed and thinking any of it made a difference. You may have killed Makron but compared to me Makron was nothing more then a gnat. Makron was not even worth the parts he was made of, to be given so much power and to be beaten so pathetically. But I do not care to talk of pathetic failures, I want that data card, give me it now and I may make your death painful instead of torture.”

Thatcher felt himself hit the floor as Ragnok released him, slowly reaching down he picked up the still smoldering smoke off the ground and shakily took a drag from it, his last as he looked up at Ragnok and smiled with blood dripping between his teeth.

“I am afraid the data card by now is far from your grasp. I knew you would be here Ragnok, did you truly believe your being here was a shock. If there is one thing you Strogg are bad at its underestimating what my race is capable of. You may have numbers and strength and technology, but what you dont have and never will is the heart of a human, the will and desire, the never dieing flame that burns in all of us, and thats why you will all die, thats why...”

Thatcher felt Ragnoks hand breach his throat again, he gagged hard as the smoke fell from his lips with a discharge of maroon blood. Thatcher was wrenched through the air and slammed into the floor with such force that he felt his back break in two. Ragnok leaned down and looked Thatcher dead in the eye's as he sneered.

“Iv had enough of your pathetic little speeches, where is the data card insect??”

Thatcher gasped violently as blood came exploding from his mouth, he still managed to faintly smile as he coughed.

“Its far from your reach now, as I said... I knew you would come so... I planned.. ahead. By now its on.. a transport heading... to my people. Who will use it... to... fucking destroy you, you pathetic piece of shit!”

Thatcher spit with the last of his strength as the bloody saliva hit the face of Ragnok. Thatcher felt himself lift one last time from the ground as Ragnok brought him down one last time, in that last moment Thatcher smiled one last time knowing that with his death the fates of this war would change and the Strogg would parish.

Emergency Transport Echo Point
Planet Strorg
July 18th 2060

The young private silently looked at the data card in his hands, tears were slowly streaming down his face as many of the survivors from the assault were either hurt or dieing around him in the transport. As he sat there so silently the words from Colonel Thatcher rang in his head still:

“Private... my life is about to come to an end, I don't have time to explain but there was a reason why I requested you to accompany me here. You see that vent over there? They are all over this facility, they are small and lead to the outside, your size is a perfect fit. This is the data card, you must get it to General Acker no matter the cost. I know that your scared, I once was too, I stood in your boots on the battle field, I watched so many die for so long. But Private I want you to know that no matter how much death there is in this war, that one day it will end. The darkness can not last forever, the pain will become dull, one day it will all come full circle and on that day it will be your generation that stands victorious over the Strogg. Let the old men of this world sacrifice life so that you may have the future that you deserve. This my last request Private, never give up and never lose yourself because this war isnt about power, or disagreements, this war about protecting the ones we love, and I pass my will onto you in my last hour. An remember don't cry for the dead, pity the living for it is them that still suffer.”

The young private looked up at the men who suffered from their wounds on the ship, slowly wiping away the tears he stood up and looked out the window of the transport looking at the ground rushing by below and spoke lowly to himself:

“This is the last tears I will shed Colonel, I will take the fight to the Strogg, I will become strong and one day avenge you. I will not let your sacrifice or the many other sacrifices of so many men and woman be wasted. On my blood I will bring this war to and end and bring peace to Earth once and for all.”

The young private slashed his hand and clenched his fist angrily as the blood dripped between his fingers, this war was far from over, but he would stand there on that final day when the Strogg parish or he would die trying.

Five years... its been five years since Colonel Thatcher perished at the hand of the Strogg General known only as Ragnok. Since the Colonels death the war has finally shifted, with his last great sacrifice, the information in which Thatcher gave his life for became the rock in which we needed to throw the war in our favor. The information we obtained at the Strogg Medical Facility that day gave us the power to not only reverse Stroggification but to also use the Stroggs own technology against them. With the information we were able to enhance our race with Strogg modifications that made us stronger faster and deadlier and most of all it gave us the ability to make chips in which made us capable of not only reading Strogg language and understanding it but also gave us the ability to get into Strogg restricted areas without fear of instant death. Almost over night we were able to bypass Strogg security measures and use their own devices against them. The war now stands on the edge of a knife, the home planet Strorg has been ravaged by war and we have pushed the Strogg back on many fields and everyday we grow closer to the Strogg Citadel where not only the main Nexus Core resides but also General Ragnok. With our final pushes we will infiltrate the Strogg stronghold and once and for all destroy our enemy. Without the Nexus on Strorg the entire Strogg race will fall into total and utter disarray. This time there will be no resurgence, this time we will end this once and for all, the war is finally coming full circle, we will know peace or we will die trying.

(First and foremost I would like to welcome you to this thread, if you have made it this far I imagine your interested in joining. Below is my expectations from any and all who submit an application. I am not a strict fellow but in the terms of keeping this a fun and friendly environment, please read over the list below. I am a one chance person so there is no excuses for breaking one of my expectations and saying you did not read this.)

I want this to be a fun an friendly environment I can not stress this enough, good roleplays die because of certain people who find themselves incapable of being civilized. I want the OOC to remain clean of spamming, flaming, fighting, arguing, personal insults, advertising and so forth, there is no call for it an no need for it. If you want to discuss things in OOC then go for it, if you want to just banter back and forth for fun go for it, but the moment it goes serious take it to PM or I will handle it.

In terms of guild rules I want you all to follow all specified rules of this site, I am not going to recite them for your should know and if you don't then learn them. I don't want the thread shit down on the count of too many of these rules being broken, I don't worry as much in Advanced Roleplays being most players are mature enough to understand this but I feel its still necessary to mention this just in case.

On the subject of explicit content i.e. swearing, gore, Intercourse etc this is going to be kept at a PG-13 level, all scenes involving sex or otherwise must fade to black or be taken to PM. I allow swearing, in fact I swear too much as it is, however do not take it for granted, do not cuss every other word, use it in good taste instead of necessity. As for gore and blood there will be plenty but don't go into so much detail that someone reads it and develops mental scars.

Involving grammar I am not going to be extremely strict on this, firstly because I am not a grammar god, my posts will not be filled with perfected grammar. If grammar mistakes bother you then this may not be the roleplay for you, my rule in this respect is as long as I an others can read your post without having to go back several times to reread and understand then your good to go. All I ask is that you give it your best nothing more.

For your posts I am expecting everyone to be all to at least be able to write more then four paragraphs, I am about story as much as character development and game environment. This is not just about killing and guns, this is a serious story and I would like it to be treated as such, give me details, tell me what your feeling, get angry if your friend dies, don't be an emotionless rock. Keep it realistic as possible within the boundaries set by me. If it seems over the top when your writing it then most likely it is and you should revise.

Everyone contributes to the story, this is not a one man or woman thing this is for everyone. I encourage you to a front row seat and become part of this story and not just someone who follows behind others. As I know there are most times shaky subjects when it comes to this, should I do this or am I allowed to do that? If these concerns ever arise then don't be afraid to PM me or contact me in this thread with a question. It is no big thing for me give you what you need to implement yourself in this story.

There will be absolutely no god modding of any kind, I don't want to see it, I will kick you out fast and that is a promise. If that character belongs to someone else, then you are not allowed to hurt them, kill them, move them or otherwise unless given permission by the owner of said character. On the same note I do not want to see Mary or Gary Janes in this thread, I DON'T want to see a love letter from yourself to yourself. This roleplay as stated is not about one person but all of us. Be original, be creative and most of all be human, there is no superman in this roleplay.

Be smart with your actions, while it is not my desire to have characters killed in this roleplay I will do so if my hand is forced. No one and I mean no one is just going to walk up to a Strogg like the Makron for example and fight it in hand to hand combat, if you did then you would die, thats just how it is. In that same spirit if your insistent on doing impossible feats, or walking into dangerous situations like they are a walk in the park then your character will suffer consequences or worse death. Actions like this fall under godmodding to me and should be avoided.

My last bit of expectation I have for you is I want you to have fun and enjoy this roleplay. I know this expectations section might be a bit intimidating to some but a lot of it is common sense. I am not strict unless I have to be strict, I would much rather prefer to just not need to enforce any of this. So just use your head, and try your best and never will the Strogg deep inside me come out to take you away.

In terms of biographies I am looking for detailed indepth characters. All sections are required unless stated specifically in the format. If you ahve any issues or would like to keep something disclosed from your Biography then just make sure to ask me most likely I will be fine with it. Also feel free to get creative with your biographies I love to see varied styles a good website for fonts and such and one I use myself is 1001 Fonts give it a shot you will .

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Basic Information

Name:
Nickname: (if applicable)
Age:
Gender:
Birthdate: (The year is 2065 for anyone who forgot)
Birthplace:



Military Information

Rank: (Nothing about Lieutenant unless given permission)
Department: (engineer, recon, Technology, your choice the field is open. You may have up to two fields you can be in.)

Specialty: (Explosives, hacking, hand to hand combat etc. You may have two Main specialties and three minors. Just to point out all soldiers regardless are trained in basic hand to hand combat and gun usage.)

Main
1.
2.

Minor
1.
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3.

Weapon(s) of choice: (Go to this link for the list of Quake weapons. For reference the dark matter, lightening, and rail gun are out of bounds pending until further advancement into the story. You will be allowed a side arm which is the basic blaster, a main hand weapon, and an aux weapon.)

Equipment:

Military History: (why are in the military, why do you fight the Strogg, how long have you served etc etc.)

About section

Personality: (give me a basic description of your personality, your quirks, pet peeves, your morals etc.)



Personal History:

Extra: (Anything you feel needs mentioning)

This section describes the aspect of Stroggification concerning the human variance of this process. As described above the humans recieved information reguarding this technology and were able to duplicate this procedure in such a way that it can enhance a human beyond their normal limits. All human soldiers have been given these basic implants below. Note you do not have to have them it is a choice given to you, it is not forced on you.

Strogg Memory Chip: The Strogg memory chip is basically a small chip that is placed under the skin at the base of the neck. The chip gives the person implanted the ability to not only read Strogg language but also gives them the ability to bypass security which would normally kill a human. This chip also gives a basic knowledge of Strogg machinery and data systems making it for easier access and hacking.

Strogg muscle implant: This implant can be put in the arms and the legs, applied under the skin, this implant gives the user the ability to be faster and stronger very much like the strogg themselves. This allows the human implanted to lift five times their normal abilities and run up to at least ten to fifteen MPH and jump five times higher then usual.

More to be added in time