Darkmoon Angel — Roleplayer Guild

It had been several months since the initial attack by the newly created Crimson Nova Force Metal. Nearly half of the once bustling metropolis of Aegis 09 has become a warzone, while the other half still retains some semblance of its former glory. Citizens and refugees from the destroyed half of the city try to live their lives as best as they can, while the military force in the city center devises plans on how to counter the corrupted half of the city. Scouting parties are sent in on a daily basis, to gather information on how to destroy Crimson Nova or to search for any at all survivors. One such scouting party will not be so lucky, and they will have to adapt quickly if they are to stay alive.

It was a foggy morning at the military center, a large transport ship was just leaving the hangar with a newly formed scouting party. "Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Next stop, the quarantine zone." The pilot's voice chimed in as the ship took off towards the ruined half of the city. The seats of the ship were filled by a mixed squad, mainly of volunteers this time around. It was quiet for a minute before one person spoke up, a human by the looks of things. "So... Uh... How did all of you get caught up in this?" She asked everyone.

The reploid beside her grunted. "Why should it matter? We're here to work, not to get to know each other." he said in an annoyed tone. "Uh... Well excuse me for being curious!" She huffed. "Hm... You know... I heard that the Crimson Nova has started to become more advanced on its own... I heard it can even possess humans now." The reploid said, trying to seem spooky. "Ah! S-shut up! That's not funny!" She exclaimed before taking a deep breath. "I'm Shanna... A field medic... And this rude bucket of bolts is Richter..." She said to the others on board. "Forgive him... This is... Not his first time in a squad. But it is mine."
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