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  1. Orwell

    The Graveyard

    fuck machine learning
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    System for Sparring

    i find feats more rewarding when there's some adversity to overcome, even if it means acknowledging you're tired/hot/cold/sick/chronic lumbago through a /me
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    System for Sparring

    maybe if we can get some people to cease their headassery we might get somewhere. we used to have people who understood the limits of the human body, even a human body conditioned by military rigors has its limits, and its part of your role as a trooper to understand that consequences will follow if you push yourself too far. it's part of a bigger problem concerning a lack of roleplay around fatigue. we sprint non-stop, we climb up sheer rockfaces, we zip zop all over a map and even when fatigue conditions are /ev'd, ie "The troopers would feel tired after marching for 5 hours straight" there is still a reluctance to acknowledge "wow i'm a human being and i get tired" because it might be inconvenient for the player edit: worse yet, some think that BECAUSE they are military this means that they don't get to roleplay many of these conditions at all, which isn't the case
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    System for Sparring

    Roleplay with people who understand that their characters are not monoliths of strength and constitution, and who are aware of how taxing it can be to spar for three minutes. Swallow your pride and understand that when you've taken 10+ blows to the head and you're bleeding all over the gym, you're not showing off how much of a badass you are, you're holding up the sparring ring for other people that actually want to roleplay. understand that when a private goes up against a sergeant, they will probably lose. You don't even need a roll bonus system, just use common fucking sense. A trooper who has been in the service for years is probably going to wipe the floor with a rookie. Playing to lose isn't so much 'trying to lose' it's more about you and the other person coming to a logical conclusion about who would most likely win so you don't have to stand there on the sidelines watching people roll for 10 minutes in what's supposed to be a 3-4 minute spar get dragged out until one gets put in the medbay. get into a fight in real life, see how long you can maintain your stamina and fight for three minutes straight.
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    o7 TEAMSPEAK!

    teamspeak is about 10% useful and 90% causes more grievances/bs than warranted. rest in piss
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    Terran Front

    [POST-FALL POPULATION CENTERS] (AS OF SEPTEMBER 1, 2298) WESTERN HEMISPHERE Thule (Fleet Base) [ 1,300 ] Comox (Fleet Base) [ 9,500 ] Colorado Springs [ 11,430 ] Fort Bragg (Mobile Infantry Base) [ 7,200 ] Tampa [ 4,880 ] Panama City [ 2, 360 ] Arauca [ 1,120 ] Paramaribo [ 6,350 ] Macapá [ 1,200 ] Imperatriz (Mobile Infantry Base) [ 1,100 ] Santiago [1,090] TOTAL: 47,530 EASTERN HEMISPHERE Paris [ 12,200] Bremen (Fleet Base) [ 11,520 ] Marseille [ 8,770 ] Venice [ 6, 870 ] Bujumbura [ 6,000 ] Sana'a (Fleet Base) [ 8,220 ] Kazan [ 3,100 ] Volgograd (Mobile Infantry Base) [ 7,000 ] Astrakhan [ 2,300 ] Kaxgar [ 3,200 ] Abbottabad [ 4,650 ] Okinawa (Fleet Base) [ 8,900 ] Darwin [ 7,450 ] Warburton (Mobile Infantry Base) [ 4,430 ] TOTAL: 94,610 GRAND TOTAL: 142,140~ [NOT COUNTING MOBILE INFANTRY + FLEET PERSONNEL] LONG-TERM REHABILITATION GOALS - Remove Neon presence from North America - Remove Neon presence from Latin America - Remove Neon presence from Europe -Remove Neon presence from Africa -Remove Neon presence from Asia -Remove Neon presence from Australia -Remove Neon presence from Antarctica -Remove Neon presence from Arctic Circle -Restore civic centers to support at least ~100,000+ for further operations -Restore manufacturing and production capabilities to sustain influx of returning Terrans -Establish ground transport routes between civic centers -Clear area for development of said ground transport routes -Establish safe clearing grounds for transport between planets in Sol System -Remove Neon presence from the following rivers/waterways: Nile Thames Amazon Amur Congo Yangtze Huang He Mississipi Hudson Yenisei Ob Parana Danube Ganges Rhine Volga Sepik Mekong Zambezi Rio Grande Missouri Great Lakes (North America) Great Lakes (Africa) Tigris Euphrates Indus Murray-Darling Shatt al-Arab SHORT TERM GOALS -Regain control of the following areas for future operations -Hispaniola (Port-au-Prince, Santo Domingo) -Iceland (Reykjavik) -British Isles (Belfast, London, Edinburgh) -Aleutian Islands (Cold Bay Fleet Base) -Japanese Archipelago (Sapporo, Nagano, Miyazaki) -Madagascar (Antananarivo Fleet Base) -Sri Lanka (Sri Jayawardenepura Kotte) -Newfoundland (St-Pierre Fleet Base) -Tasmania (Hobart Fleet Base) -Borneo (Bandar Seri Begawan) -Sicily (Palermo Fleet Base) -Cyprus (Nicosia Fleet Base) -Crete (Heraklion Mobile Infantry Base) -Seychelles (Victoria Fleet Base) -Malay Peninsula (Songkhla Fleet Base) -Tierra del Fuego (Primavera Fleet Base) -Kamchatka Peninsula (Petropavlovsk-Kamchatsky Fleet Base) -Dyer Plateau (Dyer Fleet Base)
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    Terran Front

    01/02/2299 NEW DEVELOPMENTS: - Operations on Terra presuming as planned, obedience to campaign timetable maintained. SICON estimates the removal of combat-capable Neons on Terra to take place by August. - Rehabilitation and reconstruction in full swing; civilian subsidized laborers and government workers have their work cut out for them. Massive labor force required, economic incentives abound. - Many cities and urban super centers have been irreparably damaged; hopes for complete rehabilitation are slim. Terran diaspora affected heavily. - Neons have been pushed into more adverse terrain; removal conditions are expected to be slow. - Mobile Infantry forces from North America and Europe are being siphoned off to the Martian theater. - Operation Akasha winding down; troops being diverted to Tibet and Xinjiang to combat Neons. - Combat portion of Operation Jaguar has concluded. - Combat portion of Operation Oni has concluded. - Combat portion of Operation Manifest has concluded. - Combat portion of Operation Dreamtime has concluded. - Combat portion of Operation Scatter has concluded. - Combat portion of Operation Parang has concluded.
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    Aoife York née Hviteulven

    you're so fucking gay
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    Federal PX

    Name: Edward Vang Rank: Pvt. Item(s) requested: SLIP N' SLIDE (x1) Trophy Mount (x1)
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    Edward 'Eddy' Vang

    Ed Vang, standing in formation at Camp Cohen. EDWARD KOU VANG POB: MERCED, CALIFORNIA DOB: 2277/2/2 BLOOD TYPE: B+ FAVORITE FOOD: BEER-BATTERED COD BIO: The furthest back Vang can trace his family's origins to is the flight of Hmong diaspora following the Laotian Civil War's end in 1975. Initially settling in Monterrey, California, the Vang family and their descendants kept a low profile throughout the Disorders and into the creation of the Federation. Their 'ancestral holdings' eventually amounted to an almond farm outside of Tulare, California, but beyond that little is known about the Vang's legacy. Edward was born in Merced, California where he lead a fairly ordinary life visiting Yosemite National Park- which had become so encroached with urban development that it was rapidly shrinking. Edward cherished these outings with the family, and he would lead an unexciting existence until the invasion of earth, and the subsequent coup. Vang, along with his immediate family, were shipped off to Sanctuary. He and his family lived fairly comfortably under Sanctuary's yoke until Sanctuary itself fell in the last days of the Civil War. Now that the Federation has reunified, Vang seeks to take the fight back to Terra to make sure nobody else would get swept up in the tides of war as he was. If he can break out his tackle box and crack open a cold one with the boys along the way, that wouldn't be such a bad thing either. RELATIONSHIPS (ASK TO BE ADDED)
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    Edward 'Eddy' Vang

    this kind of eddy
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    Just gonna drop this here...

    i saw thing that i knew and i clapped!!!!!
  13. MOBILE INFANTRY AND MORMON EXTREMISTS LOCKED IN STAND-OFF; 3 TROOPERS WOUNDED, 2 KILLED. SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH - Outside, engines of trucks and armored vehicles loaded with Mobile Infantry stand ready to be deployed. In the ruins of Salt Lake City, formerly a major population center for members of the Mormon faith has become the scene of a strange, embittered, and deadly stand-off. In the distance, a snow-capped compound is encircled by dropships. From Camp Zulu, one of the many perimeter establishments around the settlement that military intelligence has estimated to have been set up around September, the cluster of buildings seems distant and fortified in the winter night. Save for the lashing of the wind and the rumbling of engines, the night is eerily silent. "Right now, our priority is making sure nobody comes in, and nobody comes out," said Sergeant Ihvi Hughes, in charge of a gaggle of troopers swaddled in winter gear. They keep busy in the cold, maintaining a constant watch on the enclave of nondescript buildings. The windows are all blockaded, and the entire compound is constantly illuminated with bright spotlights. "We received orders to escort anybody in the ruins out. The area's still got Neons, and we can't have any non-military in the area until the all-clear's been given." Around 07:24, A party of Mobile Infantry from the 9th Brigade were sent out to inform the settlers, and enforce the evacuation. A welcoming party was sent out from the settlement, and an argument ensued. The settlers identified themselves as members of the Church of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints, and refused to evacuate on the grounds that they have a religious attachment to the land they occupy. We reached out to a spokesperson from the Church of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints (whose headquarters have since been relocated to Karrus following the Fall of Terra) who vehemently denied that the squatters in Utah had any affiliation with the legitimate Mormon faith, referring to them as 'extremists, who must comply with the mandate of the Federal law.' After continually refusing to abide by the evacuation order, a firefight broke out between the extremists and the Mobile Infantry. Three Mobile Infantry were wounded, and two were killed in the exchange. LCpl. Vincent Guillard was instantly killed after being shot through the head, and Pvt. Andrew Humboldt was shot through the neck, succumbing to his wounds several minutes later. Since then, the area has been under siege; military intelligence has confirmed the presence of unarmed women and children inside of the compound, and has been negotiating for the group's surrender. Efforts to restrict communications for the compound have been a top priority; as of now the Mobile Infantry has refused to compromise with the extremists' demands of releasing a statement to the public through FedNet in exchange for their surrender, and a promise that the land will be retained exclusively for practicing Mormons. With both sides waiting for the other to act, Colonel Ivan Sikorsky of the 9th Brigade has found himself in charge of handling the dispute. A veteran of the First Bug War and the Civil War, Colonel Sikorsky had strong words for the occupants of the settlement. "Let me make one thing abundantly clear. These people, whatever creed they are, have the blood of two men on their hands. Men whose job it was to defend them and their livelihoods from whatever threat the galaxy could throw at them, and they turn around and took their lives. Were these cowards not hiding behind women and children, this would be over in a heartbeat. They make demands to 'plead their case' to a public audience, and I refuse to grant any kind of a platform to anybody who takes the lives of any serviceman or servicewoman and expects to be heard out. We have lost so much in these past few years that we cannot afford to make divisions among our dwindling numbers over antiquated religious dogma. We did not sacrifice so much in the past so that we could spend the present squabbling over such petty issues. If these people had any sense, they'd abandon their crusade and come into Federal custody without anymore bloodshed. We can't afford any more." Civilian air traffic over the state of Utah has been frozen, and it is unknown how long the occupants of the settlement will be able to last under the Mobile Infantry's blockade. LUNAR DEFENSE REVITALIZATION PLANNING UNDERWAY SEA OF TRANQUILITY - The hissing of hydraulics and whirring servos blends into the background of LC-110, the official designation of a rapid-deployment colonial encampment residing half a kilometer from the ruins of Tereshkova Fleet Academy. Outside the thick bulkheads, construction workers outfitted in exosuits toil to clean the wreckage from the massive scar in the lunar surface left from the Progenitors' invasion of the Sol System. Once the most popular and renowned Fleet academy, Tereshkova was blended back into the crater-pocked surface of the moon by bombardment after bombardment. "It looks pretty nasty now, but you should've seen it a month ago," said Petty Officer Erica Stein. She directs an industrial lift loaded with marked containers down onto the EVA bed of LC-110, which she has affectionately nicknamed 'Lucy.' "Everything's been kind of hectic since we lost the Fleet HQ over Sanctuary. The hope is that once we get Tereshkova back on her feet we'll take some of the weight off." PO. Stein beckons us toward the crates, and points out the finer workings of 'Lucy.' "...But that'll be some time from now, I think. The real buzz is that the Sky Marshall has approved a new line of defense, right here in the Sea of Tranquility." Indeed, the Sky Marshall has unveiled plans to construct an array of computerized artillery cannons utilizing technology gleamed from the Progenitors, the same technology that was used against after the Fall of Terra. The weapon itself has been outfitted onto Fleet vessels under the moniker of a 'Lubomierz Cannon,' named after the scientist that pioneered it- but one of this scale has never been constructed. "I'm sure it's a hefty price tag, but it's worth the peace of mind- especially if you're a Terran. There's not a chance in hell we're ever gonna' let that kind of thing happen again. Hopefully we'll be able to get Tereshkova back up and the cannons done by the turn of the century. Here's to that!" TERRAN WAR MEMORIAL PLANNING UNDERWAY GENEVA, SWITZERLAND - On the banks of Lake Geneva, the massive megalopolis that once held the heart of the Federation is currently being cleared out by relief workers and members of the Mobile Infantry numbering in the thousands. With the projected costs of restoring Geneva to its pre-war glory reaching into the tens of billions, the work is far from over. However, SICON has been scouting potential locations for a memorial of incredible scale meant to commemorate both the military and civilian casualties of the Fall of Terra. The proposed site would be over 9 kilometers squared, and have enough space to accommodate over ten million plots. Upon completion, the cemetery would be the largest in the galaxy, surpassing Wadi-us-Salaam in Najaf, Iraq which contained over seven million bodies as of 2296. THE TIME TO REBUILD IS NOW EVERYONE MUST DO THEIR PART THINK YOU'VE GOT WHAT IT TAKES TO LEND A HAND? CONTACT YOUR LOCAL ENLISTMENT CENTER AND ASK ABOUT RELIEF EFFORTS FOR TERRA AND THE SOL SYSTEM WOULD YOU LIKE TO KNOW MORE?
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    I'm Back

    sodomite
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    Har Nevo

    The salt was stained and grey, accumulating into piles across the lake bed. The wind never let up, and the fine salt and sand became one with your clothes. Even from this distance one could make it out. I pulled the wrapping over my mouth. From here, one could see everything. The scorched sides of the Wasatch Mountains were drab and grey. The twisted metal from what was left of Ogden stretched up into the air; a mangled mess of melted support beams and rubble. The air warbled and distorted under the hot sun, shifting the images from far away into a wobbling haze. I breathed heavily, sucking in the stinging air into my lungs. I planted my hands on my knees, and looked out over the summit. The entire lake had disappeared. Dropship hulls were littered across the choked lake bed. A gust of hot air rose up the windward side of the peak, bringing with it a taste from the foothills of the shore. They said it would snow, but that was a week ago. My ears are ringing. He placed a hand on my shoulder. "There. Further South. Do you see it?" I pried the caps off my binoculars. I hefted them up to my goggles, squinting. A shimmering spit of land, rising up out of the lake bed. My lungs ached. He pulled on the burnt, peeling sign, grunting. ANTELOPE ISLAND The land was desolate, and piled with heaps of ash and salt. "Did they really have antelopes here, back then?" "In the beginning." "What do you mean?" We crested over a dune, trampling over a rusted fence. A scattering of massive chalky bones, arched into vaulting cages crowned with a long and flat skull flanked by two small horns. "When our ancestors first came, they raised buffalo here." I reached out and grasped the dark horn. It broke off in my hand. "Behind us." He almost whispered it. We both saw it. Bulbous and bleeding feet. Warped skin saturated with salt. A pulsating mass of silently shuffling flesh, calloused and burned by the sun. Tendons hung off the exposed bone as it staggered towards us. Arms and prongs hanging off of its waist, supporting a vestigial set of legs above its pelvis. Pop. Pop. My ears ring. A chunk of its midsection slides off onto the sand, taking a string of tangled innards with it. Pop. Pop. Pop. I start to join in. Pop. Pop. Pop. Ba-bum. Ba-bum. He hated doing it, despite everything. I wasn't as bothered. We watched it writhe on the ground, bleeding out of the holes drilled through its body. Ba-bum. I smelled the propellant floating up from the barrel, and time resumed. In the distance, we saw another salt-encrusted body turn on the shore of the lake bed. It rolled aimlessly in the sand, pitifully dragging its body along. "Are you still up for the rest of all this?" "It's too late to be asking questions like that, don't you think?" We walked towards the ruins to the South.
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    tonight be like

    thjat look inn her eyes you kust KNOW
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    tonight be like

    you look in those eyes you just know yiu JUST KNOW
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    tonight be like

    t0mnight w killed aracjnids for foogd good we killed arachids fod toofood
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    tonight be like

    this was a good idea ]
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    Using "MOBCOM" in everyday speech.

    dr lubomiersz i'm MOBCOMM
  21. [LOADING ENTRY] ... ... ... [FILE CORRUPTED] [RECOVERY IN PROGRESS] .̡̨̦̙̭̻̦͉̗̬̞̠̹͙̞̟͎̦͇̺̅̋̌̿͊̌͊͒̃͑ͮ̿̋̉̽ͥͥ͢͞.̛̣̘͕̱͖͈̭̱͇̤͔̗̗̫͖̩ͩ̋̐̓͊̋͑̊̆̽ͦ̾̉̚͟.̵̛͍̝̫̯̤̱͚̆̉͆̏ͨͤ͠t̴̏̓ͥ̔̔͆̓ͣ͑̿ͬ̐͊̃́͢҉̪̖̮̝̜̪̳͓̪̳̰͙̠̲h̷͉̰̮̥̭͍̜̱̻͇̙̲͙̪͕͔͈̯̉ͣͦ̓́̀͟͞ȇ̸̢͙̭̹̖̞̰̝̬̬̺̖̓̈̉́̌̆ͬ͘͢i̴̸̧̞̳̟̜͕͚͒ͬ̉̅͗̉̚͜͠r̶̨̮̟̼͎̼̼͍̫̫̜̻̒̍̋̓̎̂̿̍͛̽͜͝ͅ ̧̫͓̱̥ͭͪͨ͂͆̋ͧͭ̔ͬ͜e҉̠͇͙x̙̹̣o̖̪̠͔͔͓̦͝d̞͢u̥̰̜̘̙͉͎͜s̵͓̼̠͈̻̞̲ f̧͓̝̞̻r̯͇̰̯̳͢om the northeast, the Mormons spread west, searching for the heavenly kingdom of Zion. Joseph Smith's followers swarmed the towns routinely proclaimed to be the site of a New Jerusalem as frequently as they were booted from state to state. The Mormons overwhelmed the populations of these small American hamlets and quickly began to dominate the social, political, and business spheres of the communities with a clannish veracity. The hard working denizens of these towns took offense to the Mormons' hostile practices towards them, and formed bands and militias to reclaim their communities. Bloody skirmishes ensued, further fueled by the mutilation of several state militia members in the fall of 1838. The Mormons were recognized even then by the government to be a threat to the public, and enacted legislation to recognize them as enemies of the state. Mormons even raided caravans and looted towns in the early days of their journey westward. The Mormon people have had a rocky relationship with governments from the beginning, and the Federation is no different. One of the most prominent issues that splinter groups of the Church of Latter Day Saints and the Federation butt heads on is the restrictions placed upon space travel, and it dates as far back to the dawn of the Cherenkov Drive. Mormonism was one of the few terrestrial religions that had incorporated a spiritual outer space into their doctrines. Mormons expressed profound interest in searching for holy bodies such as the prophesied planet of Kolob, supposedly located in the far reaches of space. With the introduction of the Cherenkov Drive, the amount of control the Federation could exercise over where a person could go was suddenly limited. A new frontier for colonization had been opened to the Mormons, and they wasted no time in trying to exploit it. fig. 12, a crude star chart from the Book of Abraham authored by Joseph Smith. The figure below '22' is meant to be Kolob. Indeed, the events of Port Joe Smith being fresh in the minds of citizen and civilian alike, the First Bug War does not seem to have halted Mormon attempts at self-government on the fringes of Federation space. While the Federation has permitted the existence of non-affiliated religious colonies in the past, many of these extremist group seek to attack the Federation from within. These groups are under the foolish pretense that they can 'hold their own' against the Arachnids who fail to discriminate between believer and gentile. While the Federation has insisted on exercising caution when travelling beyond its borders, the Mormons have consistently ignored any and all warnings in the pursuit of wanton liberty, the same "liberty" that governments of the Disorders were obsessed with proliferating at the expense of public safety and integrity. While the Church of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints has cooperated with the Federation, the schism between the Church and extremist groups has grown more and more straining as the years drag on. Now more than ever, the human race needs to stand unified against the Arachnid threat. It should be noted that many prominent figures in the Federation's history have been men and women of all backgrounds, including those of the Mormon faith. However, while other religious organizations with stipulations about certain aspects of the Federation's usage of the Mobile Infantry and Fleet to guarantee a means of citizenship, the Mormons do not hold such grievances with the Federation. Unlike groups such as the Society of Friends, noth̫̗̯̩i͞ͅͅn͈g͝ ͔͚̫͖̤̟̱p͈̟̗̭̟r̶̝̯̙̜͓̳o̕ẖ̝͓i̧̳͈͔̫͎̙͎b̢̭̩it̹s̛̰̦̟̹̤̗͕a̸̲̙̱̘̱̯̘̯̞̩̗̫̼̖̬̫͘ ̸̡̧͉̬̣̟̭͍͚̗͎͙̖̞̥̥̖̳͝M̸̶̺͎͖͚̬̝͔͕͇̥͚͔̼̭̯ͅͅơ̢̱̹̯̜̬̩̦̤͖̜̖͘͝͝ŕ̢̛̛̰͕̱͔͘m̨̳̫̰̩̬̳̲͜͟ͅo̴̢͚͇̪͔͙̙͈̱̬̘͞n̶̰͖̩̣̯̦̯̩̞͙̻̭̼̬͚ ͏̷̡͚͖̱͍͖̼͇̪͚̝̣͈̤͚͢ͅͅf͏̨̰͎̞̭̲͢r̢̘̜̜ͤ̍̔́o̶̧̝̱͚̩̤͌̋ͮ̀m͛͂҉͓̙̲͎͜ ̵̹̰͓̝̫̱̈͐e͙̻̰̟̙̫͍̪ͪ̎n̢̪̣̞̬̱̓͆ͪͫ̒͝l̷͖͉̫̣̗̔͗ͪͫ͗ͥ͊ȋ̵̟̦̗͚͚̦̲͍͑̒ͣͥ̋̽̈ş̴̯̞͎ͣ̽̄̿ͮ̾̏̈́͝t̜͕͔͍͇̮̙̪̑͒ͩ͛m̵̲̲͕͓̟̟̼̔͜͞e̘͖͗̌̂̒̉n̢̡̏̍̈̇̓҉̦̠̻͎̳t̜̗̜̭̬͔̂̄͆͛̂̓ͦ̚͜͠ͅ.̴̶͔͚̊̑̀͞ ̵͓͑̅̽́̋ͧR̷͉̱̬̲̜̤ͣ̈́a̸̛̛͈̝͔̲͇̤̦̝̖ͭ́t̘͈͚̐͞h̖͎̝̭̾͊̒ͤͥ͡ę̰͓̹̱̳̗̳͍͖́̓͛ͥ̔̓̏̃ͪͬ̎ͤ̄͒̔̿̃͘͘r̩̼̘͎͇͎͓̭̠̗̂ͨ̆̋̆̄̿ͨ̍̓͛̚͟͠,̸͑̏ͥ͑ͥ̾ͨ̋͗ͬ͏̷̢͕͕̹ ̨̑͆ͧͯ͒̎́͌̀͌͗́͘͏̰̖̱̲̝̠͍͍̦̞̳d̽͗̃̽͑̅ͮ͌ͮ̑̌̋͆͗̌̆̿̊ͦ̕͠҉̵̦͎̗͎̯̰̩͇̯̮̫̥͡i̸̛̛ͬ̌̋̋͂̎͑̃͌ͤ̔ͥͬ̾̓̒͜͏̣͎̤̯̲̯̣̠̞͖͙̬͉͎̪ͅf̵̫̤̯͙̟͓̼͔̱͎͈̞̣̼̫̼̟̘̹̐̓͆́̚͡f̨̻̭̻͖̰̱͕̼̖̤̮̈́͒̆ͩͤͣ͑̒ͧ̀ͮ̒ͦͤ̋͝ͅȩ̛̽̃̃̅ͪ̓̓ͥ̊ͤ̂ͭ͒ͭ͒͂͂ͭ̚҉̻̣̯͈̤̞̞̼̳͍̘̘̗̗̳͙̱͜ͅr̓̂͑ͬͣ̔͗ͩ̊̂̏͗̅̈͏̧̛͈͎͉̙͇̺͔̹̙̙̬̥̳̼̙̘͟ę̵̰̯̻̙̟̳̝̱̣͙̙͓̭̺͉̫̲̎̿ͦ̂̋ͣͥͬͥ̑́ͥ̑ͫ̋n̸͕̳̪̩̼̉͌́ͫͭ͒̑̈́ͯ̐ͫ͟͢͠ţ̶̨͙͓̹̺̦̲̥͙̲̼͖ͫ̍ͧ́͗̀̀͆ͦ͗ͫ̽̕͟ͅ ̴̷̧̭͚̙̟̠̱̞̻̦̮̜̫̺̻͈̃ͯ͂̓ͬͤ͐ͣ̇ͯͧͨͥ̾͐̊ͥ̽s̸͗͂ͣ̊ͮͫ͌̐̆ͬ̾ͬ̚҉̸͏̗͚̜͍p̷̱̝̠͓̫̠͚̱̰̞͎͍͚̪͈͖̍̄̓ͦ͌͋͋͞͞͝l͍̠̗̯̅̄ͥͫͨ̅ͯ͌̇̔̓̚͠͞į̡̭͎̗̝̭̘̠̳̼̭̦̜ͬ͑̒̏͌̽͗ͦ̀̀̎͛ͦͪ̐̂ͭͧ͋͡͝͡n̢̢̛͉̙̗͔̝̮͍̭ͬ͂ͥ́͐̎͂̂̀͟tͨ́̈́͒̍́ͭ͗̅ͩ͆̓̑̈͂̕͠҉̷̼̖̱͚̯̰̕ē̡̡̛͓͔͚̝̜̆̉̌ͯ̈́͊ͤ͑̍̍̆̓ͨ̋ͨ̉̈́̓̀͢ŗ̸̛̘̹̝̫̟̤̠͙͓̗̗̠͚͕͍̤͎̠̘̇̐̔͌͠͠ ̹̙̖̜̩̘̗͔͈͈̬̬̥͓̪̍̎̔̀͂̏̆͜͠ͅͅg̴̵͈̗͚̙̮̦͖͉̹͕̜͌̎̿͑ͬ̐ͣͥ̇̿͂̔ͅr̡ͩ͆ͪͨ̒̃̀ͬ͂͋́̈́́̄̊ͯ̚҉̝̬͕͎̥̜͈͓͚̼̫͔̟̺̠̻ơ̢͎͍̗̼̥̻͈̎̓ͮ̃̈́̏ư̸̸͎̯̠͚͔̯̗̰̮͍̬͈͕̪͔ͫ̄̊͛̎͟ṗ͉̱̙͉͓̣͂̿ͧͬͬ͗͑̑̐ͬ̍͆̈́̌ͮ͌͌̚͟͝͝s̶̪̖̰̞ͥ̿̔͑̊̈̓̉ͦ͝ ̴̶ͩ͒̈́̓҉̣̻̳̝͔̱̣͘͟o̳̜͍͇̬̮͇͇̥̊ͧͫ̾͌͛̿ͩ͂͐ͮ͒̚̕͟f̛̘͉̘̜̥̱͎̤̠̻̞̼̝̦̖̱͔̰̂́ͪ̄͒ͣ͘͢͡ ̵̛̝͇̜̺͈̻̰͇̖̤̪ͦ͌̑̓̿͑ͤ̈̈́̆ͨͭ͋ͤ̾ͪ̂̉͡M͒̌̀̿͏̼͚͉̘̫͔̜̱͍̮̻͕̪̱̤͇̕ǫ̸̧̫̟͕͕͉̞͕̱͚̲̠̺̼͆ͮ͛ͦ̓ͯ̿ͩ̀͒̾̀̚r̺̫͙̯͉̫͖̳̞̩͔͇̮͉̠̦͚̱̆͑̑ͤͣ̑͂ͥ͜m̝̝̥̩͍̘̮͎͔̯͕̋̊̽̓ͬ͌̔̂ͬͩ̈́ͯ͋̌̈́ͧ͛ͫ͟͡͝ó͌ͬ̾̓͛̃ͮͧ͌̐ͬ͂ͤ҉̴̴̨̻̦̟͇͉͙̜̥̬̙͕̳̬͙͍̭͙n̡͕̘̲̱̬̫̠̯̺̩̱͎̯̩̥̱̘̥̆̇ͮ̆̐͢͝͠s̸̶̗͓̻̮͉̠̘͊̓̂̽͛ͤͭ͌̈̍̐̕͝ ̵̒ͩ̊̈̊͐̒ͯ̀̐̎̏͘҉͔͍̙̤̫̩̺̝̥̖͈̺̝̞̥͠ḥ̴͔͉̇̊̌̄̋̇̃̓̂͑̉̿̑̌͗̔̅̕͡ͅạ̷͕̜̹̳͇̫̽ͥ̆ͤͅv̢̇͆́͗ͯͬ͑̍͌̇̏͐ͬͯ͐̚͟҉̧̰̼͉̗̦͚̣͔̺͠ȩ̶̞͓̼͓ͧͪͩͤ̆ͥ͆͘͜͜ ̢̢̢̥͙͇̳̘̱̼͚̙͔̹̜̙̗̮̯̪͓ͩͫ̓͛ͯh̛͈͉͖̜̬ͨ̏ͦ̇́̂ͮ̓̑͊̀͟͢í͕͎̣̹̟͚̩͕̖͙͍̼̭̔͗ͣ̿̑͊͂̂̄ͫ͗̐̒̚͜s̨̡̱̝̼̞̜̮̤̫̱̙̪̟̺̹̯̖ͮ̑ͦ́͟͞ͅt̸̖͚͙̠̦̙̰̘̪̼̏ͬ̈̉͘͞o̴̧͎͇̟̰̪̜̩̩͚ͨ͂̄ͪ͢r̋̇ͨ͑̽̚͞͏̫̲̟͕̺̰̹̬̙̯̥̭̬̲̗̫ī̵̱͔̯̗̣̟̲̗̠͎̹̗̦̄̈́̋ͩ̎ͮ͛̓̎̒̈́ͣ̍̂͞c̢̦̳̟̹̯̠͍̹̥̭̤͔͙̙̠̆̈̔̓ͧ͑̔ͯ̄ͧ̇̂̿͛̆̀ͅȧ̧̽̂̅ͩ̓̋ͦ͗ͣ̋̍͛͗̃̃̋͌҉̬̣̥͚ͅl̨̖̫͖̦̫͚̥̼̲̤̼̪̪̦̝̤ͫͬͥ̀l̛̾̈̇̂̄̾͌͐ͩ͛͑͋͊̚͏̸͙͓̪̭͔͕͍̻͎̳̥̼͔͔̭̼ͅ.̘͍̖̙̰̟̟̲̲̳͉̟̹͋̔͋̔̔͑͛̍͂̆̈̽ͫ̅̋ͭͣ́͘͜͠͞-̦̹̪͇͕̺̳̰ͨ͐̊͜͢͜.̢̛̟̯̝̩̹͉̮̟̺̥̼̤̯̝͎̰̍͒̈́ͬ̊ͪͅ-̶̧̛̜̟̮̯̳̲̝̼̗̞̙̝̗̣͍̬̓̊͂́͂̓̀̈́̿ͩ̈̂ͧ͡͞.̴̛̛̮̘̪̟̹̠̪̤̫̈ͪ̈́̅̆͑ͫͥ̊͝͝.̛̋̈́ͬ̃͛̍̽̉͌̂͑̂ͦ̽̾̚͏̶̣̦͓̞͔͕̩̣̗̥͕̞̤̳̕-̧̫͎̪̠̲̱̻͉̣̿ͮ́ͧͨͬ͊͐̆̌͗̏ͨͨ͒ͭ̕͘͝͠ͅ.̴̮̣̻̹̫̦͙̠̬̯̻̗͐̿̈́̉ͬ͜ͅ.͊̐̌̀ͨ͐̃͜҉̸̶̼͍͉̼̺͓̻͍̞̱̼̹͔͈̦-̷̱̻̼͍͎̞̲̜̺̜͕̮̖̲̑͗̎͌̍͐̌͗̀ͤ̂ͣͩ͂̈́̀-͔͙̹͚͓̬̠͙̱̹̱̲͔̥̆̐͛̃̒́̈́̌̒̔ͫ̓͗̎̕͢͟͠͞ [FILE RECOVERY FAILED]
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    Brian Ordóñez

    ah man, san pedro hoods
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    Starship Troopers RP Trading Card Game(tm)!

    devaluing the sstrp trading card market by flooding it with cards available to anyone and everyone is a poor investment. if you know what's good for you, hold your cards and guard them
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    [TERRA] Moving Forward

    Corpses like these line the beach heads of Senegal. DAKAR, SENEGAL - Sergeant Preston Koch stuck his hands deep into the muck clinging to the coastline around Dakar. In the distance, civilian and military craft descended in between the massive skyscrapers left behind from the invasion. "I've got a hold of it. Step back a little." Knee deep in the sinking tide, we were happy to oblige. Troopers with Moritas at the ready from the coast watched us. Sergeant Koch pulled up a waterlogged corpse of a Neon; its skin was tumorous and covered in lesions and it slipped right off the bone as he hefted it up for the camera. The smell was sickening. "Ah, that tends to happen. Makes the cleanup more difficult, as you can imagine. We get about fifty or more of these, every day." Sergeant Koch and his men from the 101st Moritas have been recently assigned to the West African Theater. Here in Senegal's capitol, civilization has begun to take root once again as more and more Terrans return to the list of cities that have been 'cleared' by SICON. Sergeant Koch's commanding officer Cpt. Daniel Adebo is in charge of purging the waterways and sewers of Neons, both alive and dead. "A few weeks ago we were doing similar cleanup jobs on the Nile. Even saw the Pyramids. Of all the things to survive, it's those bloody tombs. Can you believe they're still standing?" We spoke with Captain Adebo, a Terran himself by means of Lagos, Nigeria. "Everything has to be replaced, essentially. The water treatment systems we had in place before the war won't be adequate as long as we still have aliens- alive or dead- floating around. People are subsisting on bottles until we make the call that it's safe." Mobile Infantry march through a sandstorm near Benghazi, Libya. Nearby, the reconstruction of an array of five superhighways leading into Dakar commences. "Supposedly, they're not running into as many difficulties with Lake Chad in N'Guigmi, so we're keeping our fingers crossed that everything works out so we don't have to keep on importing clean water from off-world. If we can get it through utilizing repaired infrastructure, even better." Dakar was chosen by SICON to be targeted for resettlement largely for the relative lack of damage sustained during the Fall of Terra. Many of its immigrants are from all over the world, but mostly displaced people from Africa returning from Sanctuary and Karrus. This is not to say that Dakar is not without its problems. In addition to to a tainted water supply, several gas lines and refineries were destroyed; massive amounts of chemicals were spilled onto the land and left to fester for two years resulting in an ecological crisis for the coast of Senegal, which could potentially be carried by the sea to affect the Gulf of Guinea. "We've been working with a lot of NGO's and Federal contractors to contain what we can, but... The conservative estimates are at least eight years before things are back to normal in Dakar. Every day we find more things that have been somehow affected by the Neons, which increases our workload. Right now, it's one step at a time." Outside the ruins of the Cathedrale du Souvenir Africain de Dakar, the signs of adaption were underway. Fried fufu, Vietnamese stir fry, and empanadas were being marketed by the cosmopolitan denizens of Dakar. The city was bustling with workers in reflective jackets, directing construction equipment and re-paving roads. Migrants from Niger were plucking on electric guitars, singing the songs of the Taureg. "The civil war put me out of work, you know? Used to run a construction firm on Samson, but we were forced to evacuate. The Federation reached out to me afterwards, promised me work- and boy, did they deliver. I've always wanted to see Earth, but I just wish it hadn't been like this." Vakar Meyers is 52 years old, coming from a long line of fisherman from the shores of Samson. Once Earth began to be reconquered, his entire firm was contracted out by SICON to help with reconstruction on crucial components of infrastructure in cities like Dakar. "They're lucky here, really. A lot of the bigger cities that I've seen have been completely leveled. Practically wiped off the map." Indeed, many urban mega centers like Amsterdam are nearly unrecognizable; the destruction of the massive dykes and seawalls surrounding the city from the open sea and the River Amstel have resulted in most of the city being underwater. A caravan of settlers and supplies going from Constanţa to Babadag, Romania. The UCF-CV121 Tours looms above. With many peoples' homes having been destroyed, returning Terrans are sometimes left with no place else to go. Resettlement efforts are underway across the planet to account for displaced persons, but many of them are becoming overwhelmed. Captain Adebo spoke about some of the problems in Dakar. "We've got people from all over the African interior in Dakar. Not only that, but we have people from Europe, Asia, Australia, and the Americas as well. Even more so, we have had an influx of colonials who are interested in either resettling, or who are sympathetic to the cause and want to lend a helping hand. In short, we have too many people and not enough infrastructure to ensure that every single person is getting what they need." Outside, horns blared as more trucks loaded with construction supplies and goods rolled down the recently cleaned Boulevard du President Habib Bourguiba; rubble and dead Neons flanking the sides of the road. The atmosphere in Dakar is dripping with ambition; the people seem to be eager to take the steps necessary to fashion a new home out of the destruction. Dakar's story is only one of many reflecting the conditions and troubles of resettlement efforts all over Terra. THE TIME TO REBUILD IS NOW EVERYONE MUST DO THEIR PART THINK YOU'VE GOT WHAT IT TAKES TO LEND A HAND? CONTACT YOUR LOCAL ENLISTMENT CENTER AND ASK ABOUT RELIEF EFFORTS FOR TERRA AND THE SOL SYSTEM WOULD YOU LIKE TO KNOW MORE?
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