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4/27/2015 10:18:59 PM
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*watches from a far distance*
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(The LC rushes up. Despite the sirens below and the worry on his face, he still salutes before speaking) Sir, a derelict ship, which our registers mark as the [i]USG Ishimura[/i], has crashed 15 km from the city. I have dispatched a recon team, seeing as all of our past hails to the ship were ignored. That was 3 hours ago. The recon team's last report was at 2230, a half-hour ago. I came to see what you wanted my forces to do next.
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I don't know who you are. I don't know what military you work for. But I can tell you, you must evacuate the citizens, now.
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I am Lord Commander Sauron Melchior of the Imperial Guard. On whose authority do you make this request?
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Who's authority!? 'Lord Commander' these aliens are ripping your men limb from limb and eating them. You haven't seen Hell until you've seen and fought a Necromorph. I was on that ship. I should know. Now if you want these civilians to live you will evacuate the citing and carpet bomb that ship
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O_o Cut off their limbs...
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Sir? What exactly do you mean? (A servo-skull buzzes slightly and begins a transmission. An Engineer of the Death Korps of Krieg appears onscreen.) Lord Commander, a transmission from the recon team has come in. They have reported being attacked by an unknown Xenos species and retreated. One of the men snapped, sir. He keeps babbling on about "making us whole", whoever "us" is.
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Tell them if they see a red spiral shaped structure, do not get near it, do not look at for an extended period of time, and most all, do NOT touch it.
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The marker. Evacuate the city! I've seen these things before, they will kill EVERYONE! They're unlike anything you've ever seen. Cut of their limbs. And burn the bodies.
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I'll make the necessary order.
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The necessary order is what I said. Sir *looks at you with desperation* the death and destruction those creatures bring will destroy this city. I'm telling you, I was on that ship. Please listen to me.
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*turns to you frantically* Kill him. Burn the bodies. Make sure nothing remains.
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Yes sir. I will do as much as necessary. (Keys in voxnet) Surround the ship. Hellhounds and Banewolves. I want [i]every[/i] Guardsman to have incendiary patterns locked on their lasguns. Every single one. Bring the Kriegers up as well, and set up some Aegis lines. (His face blanches) 10 km distance. Do it now.
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What channel are your soldiers comms on? *raises wrist pad*
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What? Is the ship being destroyed?
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You have experience in killing them?
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Not much, but I've fought Genestealers. These don't sound much different. Flamers, right?
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They're much, much different and much more dangerous. Your men have no idea what they're about to fight
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Oh god, we need more soldiers. We need to find the marker.
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*runs hand through hair* you don't have experience. Oh god your soldiers are going to die, they're all going to die.
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The Necromorphs.
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The what?
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The Necromorphs. An race of... Monsters. They are nearly invincible. The only way to kill them are shooting off the limbs. Then burn the bodies. If any of your men are killed, burn the bodies. If any civilians are killed and God I hope they don't get that far, burn the bodies.
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Understood. The Xenos will be purged and their ship destroyed.
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Good, you've done the world a favor. Make sure nothing is left. Nuke it if you have to.
