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"Ah, It's You."  The Sankta would say in her chair, her halo illuminating the darkened room as the automated lock to her room was unlocked. It was a standard affair whenever they got a down-period. The APV wasn't driven at all hours of the night after-all unless they were specifically on a mission. Thus tonight without the low-hums of the engine gently shaking the room the gentle hissing of a door opening would be hard to miss.

"I assume you're here to perform to discuss the need for parts we can acquire from Rim Billiton." She would say as she would turn around to lock eyes with the old Liberi who was frowning at her. "Could you please not give me that look. It is functioning just fine. I promise I wasn't fiddling with your handiwork Alexander"  She would say as she would pick up her shirt that was draped over an open drawer. "It is simply nice to be able allow ones injuries to air properly in the privacy of ones quarters would you not consider it to be so?" She would say putting her shirt back on.


"Comfort or not, Lady Samael, though you surround yourselves with trusted mercenaries. They are still only mercenaries. Motivated by god knows what reasons. If someone with higher political power, or wealth could sway them to their side. It would be a detrimental secret to leak." The Liberi would say. "Many an organisation has been felled by insiders, Purgatorio would be no different." He would say giving his consul on the matter as he would divert himself back to his original intent for coming to her quarters.

"Indeed, one of the fuel injectors is on the fritz, I was hoping to salvage one from one of the machines of one of their numerous quarries." Prometheus would say his fingers going to his temple as he would think for a moment. "Which lucky for me, shouldn't be too hard to convince one of the Cautus to trade parts for food." The Engineer would say firmly. 

"Very well, you may take some of the rations for this, a safe and working generator is worth cutting partially into our food supply. Can't risk injury to those under my employ from a Originium Generator Explosion." She would say with a sigh. "However please do not barter with more rations if it would leave us with less then two weeks worth. Though Shelter is easy, feeding them properly is more likely to maintain loyalty then simply a cool truck." Samael would say as she would sigh simply.

"I assume we'll arrive in Rim Billiton at Noon. I'll perform an addressment to everyone then. Now would you kindly please sleep Prometheus. You'll need to keep a close eye on this ship for any wannabe thieves trying to rip some parts off our 'steed' If they are using children, scare them off, or bribe them off with some of my food rations. The place might be full of bad-actors but we cannot stoop to that level in how we treat the young."

The Sankta girl would finish listing her command to her trusted engineer as she'd motion that she was done talking for now. She too needed to get some shut-eye. Though her eyes would betray a lack of a proper restful sleep. Even she needed to at least try to get some rest. She would turn away, waiting for the door to close behind her. 

She would sigh as she stared at her bed. Very well. She was already in her night-shirt. She might as well attempt to relax her neck muscles. As she would lay upon it. Attempting to look up as her mind would think of what she was going to say tomorrow. What speech she would use. They were going to specifically aim for contracts that let them get near specific mining sites. In order to 'look' at what was going on inside. She would be asking her men to deal with originium slug infestations among other things. Nasty things in closed spaces. Still. Work was work. Light and dark mixed together was just the way of the world. 

Of this...

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A world that is like, but not quite like the world of arknights that you are used to. Its story deviates from the stories presented within the original mobile game. So playing the mobile is not required to understand the roleplay, however doing so will help. Similarly due to the deviation in story, there will not be the presence of the characters that appear within the mobile game. 

However! everything else for the most part is exactly the same. Notably in the world and its functions. Mobile cities, the Catastrophes, Originium and the worlds reliance upon it and of course the infected are still very much issues that plague the continent of Terra. 

So with that out of the way. You are a part of Purgatorio, lead by the Infected Sankta Woman, Samael, a group of mercenaries that chase the forbidden knowledge of the world while doing mercenary work as a front in order to find and locate the origin of worlds secrets, such as the demons of the far north, and the creatures of the deep. The Laterano Popial Vault, and whatever other secrets lay undiscovered.

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[h3]The Group you shall be employed to[/h3]

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The mercenary band known as Purgatorio, It is an elite group that carefully screens its applicants for their criminal histories, and prior achievements. It is invite only, and does not send out work contracts to be fulfilled by just about anyone. Because of this it can maintain a high amount of independence. Not being in the pocket of any nation. 

However of course because of its small size and focus on independence it is usually short on funds even at the best of times. Therefore having to perform contract work usually in exchange for money or supplies. They are known to sell relics and other items of interests on black markets, if they are simply items of 'value' like jewelry. Items of actual historic value are not sold and rather collected. As are ancient weapons and technology. 

The Main goal of Purgatorio is to uncover the secrets of the world and it likes to bolster its ranks with individuals willing to seek forbidden truths or Criminals that have been given a false conviction because the truth was shrouded by political black-tape. However the one stipulation is. The individuals must be Infected. This is not because 'Only infected have any worth' but because the locations that Purgatorio travel to are usually high in originite dust concentrations, as well as Originite rocks. So individuals that aren't infected will with a high probability become infected in this line of work...

And Samael does not wish that upon anyone. 
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People and Things of Importance 
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[i]May you please offer your arms in aid to me if you wish to do so[/i]

A woman whom speaks in a peculiar fashion. Samael is a Sankta whom operates in a rather peculiar fashion. For all intents and purposes she should be bearing the traits of a fallen Sankta horns and all and yet she does not, as many executors have tried and failed to kill her only to meet their own ends attempting to do so. Perhaps more scary is the fact that she has never once drawn her own gun, which remains on her person at all time. Perhaps out of sentimentality? Or perhaps because she only fires it when she needs to. That much is unknown.

When it comes to interacting with those that work alongside her in Purgatorio she portrays a caring persona, aided by how gentle her speech pattern is. One would not assume that they are in fact talking to a person whos hands are likely more stained then the rest of her organisation. A Sankta who's very name can get you a visit from the executors for questioning if spoken withing the territories of Laterano. Who's body would likely fetch a high bounty if brought before the right persons.

Such a dangerous individual would likely not be worth bartering with. Were it not for the fact that because of what she did within the Laterano territories her 'crime' is kept incredibly hush hush, left to the speculation of those around her. She herself is unable to speak of what it is, likely out of some contracted other, but... the order she was a part of was completely dissolved.

She is aware of the bounty she carries. Hence why she only surrounds herself with Mercenaries that she can judge wouldn't turn her in for a quick buck. Though she makes no falsehood in that any who attempt it will meet the end of a sword.

However. Most pressing is that Samael is infected. Rare for Sankta especially one that used to hold some level of authority within the Lateranian Society. Her infection is internal, and has overtaken much of her chest cavity which means she can easily overexert herself, as well as causing breathing to feel like she is impaling herself on glass. 

She is one of the few on-board medics. Personally overseeing the care of her men herself as per one of her mandates as leader. She feels personally responsible for any loss of life, and the forgotten names of those that she has worked beside are carved in beautiful cursive into her right arm. An arm that is mechanical in nature... If this is related to her infection or her escape from Laterano it is unknown. But she knows that she cannot just waltz back into its territory unprepared.

Even an arts user as strong as her, with the authority and numerous favours she has. Cannot hope to stand up to the Pope of Laterano and the militant guard. 

So instead of worrying about that, she continues to use her existence to try to uncover the secrets of the world. As she always has done. Any lie and deception will revealed, and she will understand what she watched on that record. The only Watcher that has ever chosen to remember what they had witnessed. 

A future over-run with monsters beyond comprehension...
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[hider=Purgatorio's Engineer and All-in-one Handyman: 'Prometheus']
An Old Liberi from Laterano who has served as Samael's body guard since he was a part of the Laterano Guard working as both a guard and engineer. Though his charge hasn't appeared to age much. He himself has grown old and past his prime as a guard, however he has only become even greater at engineering with age. Most of the things he produces are engines of war. Weapons that are built with the intent to end a conflict quickly and with as little bloodshed as possible. 

Adopting the mentality of "If you are going to fight, Win before it becomes a war" He primarily focus's on keeping the mercenaries of Purgatorios's weaponry and gear up to par. Familiar with many of the smithing methods across Terra. Though he offers his own unique style and if something perks his interest he will lock himself away in the engineering bay for days. 

Though he might not appear to be, He is indeed infected. His Leisons appearing on his wrists and forearms. Infected as a result of close proximity to, and providing direct medical attention to the lady that he has served dutifully. He is perhaps one of the few people that understand the nature of her 'betrayal' though he dare not discuss it with anyone, nor would he even say he possesses the knowledge.


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[hider=Modified Raythean Industries APV 'AETOS']
Raythean Industries APV's are personal carriers capable of carrying up to 50 soldiers at a time, They are built to be rugged terrain crawlers capable of moving moderate to large units of mercenaries between Mobile cities in an armored container capable of shrugging off small to moderate arms fire. They are only normally capable of short jumps between Mobile Cities.

But the Purgatorio APV has been heavily modified, both within and without. So that it no longer truly resembles the factory produced models. Nearly everything has been reworked or replaced in some way with either custom built parts or salvaged tech.


It boasts two sets of tri-set Originium generators placed in a parallel formation, Two Personal Quarters, Split into genders, Though these personal quarters are much smaller then the greater landships and mobile cities, with bunk-beds being employed to save space and the lack of amenities they are still at the very least heated and have air circulating through them properly to try to at least offer some amount of comfort compared to the original design.  

There is also a hangar which while incredibly modest compared to behemoth landships. It still contains a considerable engineering bay, as well as a place to store its operatives vehicles. As long as they don't exceed a certain size. Motorbikes are very much easily stored within, but aircraft is unfeasible. 

It also features a holding-cell, and a single-room medical wing which in the case of emergencies. Will have to use the beds of one of the dorms simply because the vessel doesn't have the 'size' or the supplies to have it massively stocked up at all times. 

The main tactical strength of this small ship is not in its sheer fire power, but in its speed and its ability to mask its approach. As its small size lets it easily enter a 'stealth' mode that can prevent it from appearing on the radar technologies of larger land ships as well as heavily hampering the ability of arts-based detection. This is important as Purgatorio is not above recruiting convicts. So sometimes being able to flee a mobile city's armed forces can be useful.

Certainly while it is an incredible feat of engineering able to even (to the boast of its creator) 'survive a catastrophe in one piece' It cannot face a mobile city head-on. Sustained firepower will inevitably cause its destruction.


The engineer who created this vehicle 'Prometheus' has noted that there isn't quite another machine like this, and though he has received offers to sell the schematic of the vessel to other engineers who have taken great interest in a vehicle capable of evading detection technologies. He has denied the request. 




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[h3]Important OOC[/h3]

[hider=Character Sheet]
Appearance: 
Name:
Codename: A commonly used thing if a Mercenary does not wish to operate under their own name. Optional. 
Race: 
Personality:
History: One can either talk about their life experience before joining purgatorio, or can create some of their own fluff about some of the missions they have run as part of the organisation. Reminder that Purgatorio does Mercenary work as its main way of paying the bills. As maintaining a stable supply chain would create an unhealthy dependencey
Weaponry:

Technology in the world of Arknights is schewed. Weaponry therefore varies wildly. Of course there are two things to take note of. Firstly Gun's are extremely expensive to use due to ammunition costs or much too unwieldy for anyone but a sankta to use due to the them effectively being complex originium arts devices. As such ranged weaponry commonly takes the forms of crossbows. Similarly Mortars exist but those too use originite. 

Effectively weaponry is in a sort of weird 'half and half' if your unsure what weapons you can have, simply ask. 
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State of Infection: (Fresh, Stablized, Advanced. Etc. This is the 'status' of your infection and how much it has ravaged your body, be it a little or a lot)
Oripathy Symptoms: 
Standard Symptoms can include the presence of Leisons which are black-rock like protrusions on the skin where crystallization has occured, But infection can also occur inwardly, infecting internal organs and structures, such as the nervous system, eyes, lungs etc. Similarly, write the outcome of this infection. E.g some individuals infected with oripathy can end up recieving a form of narcolepsy due to the extent of it. While others outwardly portray very few 'inhibiting' symptoms. It truely is a dice-roll on what the extent of an infection does to a person. 
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[hider=Skills]
Physical Prowess:

Expertise: 

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[hider=(Optional Field) Originium Arts]
Casting Medium: A common fact when it comes to casting 'Arts' is that it is done through a medium, be it a staff, a wand or the users weapon itself. In this field, simply state the item that is used to channel your originium arts. Write here if the casting medium has anything special or unique about it

Manifested Arts: "The Power" that your arts takes the form of. There are many different variations of arts, from those that attack the mind, to those that manipulate certain aspects of the world, As well as the ability to conjure elemental attacks, or bolster your own physical abilities. Arts are as widely diversed as the people of Terra itself. 

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[hider=Rules & things]
Three simple things to allow for a nice flowing RP experience.

1. Posting will be on a Weekly schedule, however if you will miss a posting week, this can be extended to a Biweekly Schedule. One post a week is all I ask minimum to avoid the RP experiencing thread death.
2. Arguments may occur, but if they do try to settle them in a civil manner. 
3. Finally, if you have any questions regarding the RP, need any clarifications, or simply wish to state that you have a future intention for your character that may need some groundwork put in place for on the GM side, do not hesitate to PM me! 
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