[h3][b]Metropolis-3 Habitation Apartment Zone AB-4134[/b][/h3] [h1][center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L2_SlQuDR0E]Upstart[/url][/center][/h1] [h3][center]Post Prologue[/center][/h3] Welcome to Metropolis No. 3, home to three hundred fourteen million. Demographics, seventy percent orc and thirty percent human. What is Metropolis No. 3? It is a gigantic city-block located in the Upwell Habitation Station within the Ustra-state that hovers upon Uranus, where below that is various mining stations that extract the various gasses of the gas-giant (Uranus), but that is another topic for another day. Recent scandals, involving the Ustra-state, have been leaked out to the public at large due to a runner team called ‘Eve Punks.’ Runners are highly professional and very skilled Ustra criminals and mercs, hired out by Ustra-corporations to do shady work against other Ustra-corporations. No-one knows of this shadow ecosystem of corporate warfare and spywork, not even the Ustra government itself. Everything is kept on the down-low to avoid any public or government attention. So, what were the files released by the Eve Punks that are causing such uprisings? The documents released showed hard-proof that the Ustra Federal Bureau of Domestic Security supported and funded different hardline racial hate-groups and plans to remove certain civil rights activists from the public, among other details - yikes. The Ustra government is on full-damage control, attempting to polish its image with an ongoing disinformation and media campaign. Although that will prove itself to be hard with the growing number of people, even those who support the Ustra government, unhappy with the government for whatever reason. For the stated-above reasons, public protests have emerged for a few days now, with police trying to control the massive crowd of people. [h3][center]Prologue Ends[/center][/h3] “Back up now. This is your final warning!” A police chief warns the madding crowd of protesters with his loudspeaker. A four-man deep line of riot-control police blocks off Euclid Street, backed up by four armored transports with water-cannons. Heading down Euclid Street, a few miles away from this current protest, out in the Westminster Square Mile, an ongoing protest has turned into a riot with agitators clashing with police units with bricks, molotov cocktails, and what else the rioters can grab and throw. The situation on Euclid Street is becoming tense as the police chief has orders not to allow the Euclid Street protesters to access Westminster Square Mile in fear that they could bolster the riots with new members. The protesters are mad because they cannot be allowed to enter onto Westminster Square Mile, unable to support their fellow protestors. The police chief has everything in his power to stop the Euclid Street protesters, authorized by higher command to use “non-lethal” methods to get those people off the streets. Chants, yells, and taunts fill the air, creating unspeakable loud noises in the process - added on-top by the other noises out in Westminster and elsewhere. “Smith, I need you to clear out the Euclid Street protesters fast. I have a situation developing at Belfast Street. Use any methods to get rid of the people on Euclid, and get here fast,” comments a higher authority than the police chief in his helmet comms. The police chief nods to himself, giving out the order for the riot-police to shoot the protesters with rubber bullets, beanbags, and massive tear-gas. First were the tear-gas, shot from single-shot grenade launchers from the rear. Canisters flew through the air, landing onto the mass of protesters before the canisters released a thick stream of white gas. A few seconds after the tear-gas attack, the third-row of police lifted their assault rifles loaded with rubber bullets, shooting directly into the crowd of protesters without hesitation. The direct sound of gun-fire alarms the Euclid protesters in before the showering of protesters in “non-lethal” ammunition. Another few seconds after the shooting, the water cannons were turned on, pouring jets of high-pressure water towards the protesters, pushing and knocking down multiple people. The first and second row of riot-police, armed with shields and stun-batons, rushed forward with the command of the police chief to chase down the now confused and disorganized protesters. A series of brutal beatings and more than fifty arrests occurred. A few days ago, where the situation was much more calmer than what it is right now, the starting protests were mainly peaceful. However due to misunderstanding between the police ranks and to certain incompemnt key police heads within the local area; things quickly became violent with police using heavy-handed tactics to control the protesters, now turned rioters. Back to the present, the police chief is currently in the process of moving the bulk of his riot-forces to Belfast Street. While moving in his armored car, the police chief went by and saw orcs expressing their open-carry rights. The orc’s white armbands, which had black Lambda symbols, identified them as a-part of the Socialist Ustraian Party - an active revolutionary socialist political organization within the Ustra state that was founded ten years ago. The police chief stared down the orcs as the orcs stared back before the chief broke contact, moving forward towards Belfast Street. The situation at Belfast Street is violent, unlike the attempt at peaceful protest at Euclid. The rioters had erected a solid barrier to stop one of the passageways into Westminster Square Mile. Before the arrival of the police chief, the last commanding officer (who was now knocked out) ordered an armored car to drive through the barrier, in an attempt to break the barrier. Sadly, that attempt went sour after the rioters threw molotov cocktails at the armored car as it got stuck into the barrier, lighting the car aflame as the police-drivers abandoned the car. The police chief, now informed that the last commanding officer is now knocked out, took control. The arriving riot-police scans the area, noticing a large gap between the current worn-out riot-control and the barrier itself. The rioters have been throwing heavy-junk items and molotov cocktails over their barrier, even using makeshift catapults to aid their throwing. Reports of heavily injured riot-police that stayed here hours past noticed that riot-gear cannot stop wooden cabinets, very large stones, and whole car engines to name the few junk-items catapulted over. The police chief ordered his armored cars with the water-cannons to move up to range, hoping to break down the barrier with high-pressure water jets and drown the rioters. To counter that, the rioters threw hails of molotov cocktails at the cars incoming with surprising accuracy, engulfing the armored cars in total flame. The cars were fireproof, but the drivers panicked and bailed out. The water-cannons were also up in flames and the controllers were not going to risk their life to get the thing to work while surrounded by fire. What appears to be an act of comedy, a solid steel car engine was catapulted at one armored car, hitting the front, causing a massive dent. The police chief went on top of his command-vehicle to see the scene. A few minutes pass as the police chief tries to think of another plan, before a rogue canister launched at high-velocity smashes into the chief’s jaw, knocking him out.