As I was young, my parents died in a spaceship crash. I've been raised in a Manhattan's orphanage, where I had to fight every day to keep my food and my properties.
One day, some weird guy came and brought me out it. I was happy, but truly, things were getting worse... The way I was fighting pleased the owner, who was a local maffia's performer and tought that drawing attention to me would get him some promotion.
It did.
He showed me, fighting against two dogs, to his boss, who then showed me to his upper-boss, who showed me to the upper-upper-boss,... In one day, I was almost dead, but I had drawn the attention of the leader of this maffia. I was then trained to kill in one shot, remain unseen, use anything I have as a weapon, to say it shortly : to become an assassin...
All I knew was that I had free meals, a house, no enemies and I was actually learning something. Before I could understand anything, I became a killing-machine, payed to kill any people that could be a problem for this maffia, and I began to like it. I was really taking pleasure in each contract. But, one day, police got me. All I knew is : I fell asleep in my bed, and woke up in the ''wall''.
Condemned for ''a long period'' without any trial, I first tried to flee, but I could never forgotten my parents death, and space was my weakness... I almost succeded im my attempts to escape several times, but each time, vacuum scared me, and I gave up.
My only purpose in life was to flee, then go back in Manhattan and then, kill again for the maffia. It was the only thing I was trained to do, the only thing I knew I could do... What a pity...
One day, an Agnus Dei priest came to our prison, during the lunch. He started preaching and everybody listened to him, me first. The main thing I remember is that he was preaching another way of life, different from the one I knew. Most people went away after a few time, some others stayed and listened to him, I stayed, but I wasn't listening anymore.
He was right ! Anything was possible ! No kills anymore, no more pain inflicted to anyone, no more hidding... Moreover, I started to think : how could the police have known about my location ? Treason of course ! I had nothing to do with my ancient owner now, I had to live my way !
When I stopped thinking, anybody had left, even the preacher. Agnus Dei... I will not waste my new start by engaging in this... sect ! I needed something else, but what ? First, escape, then, think.
It has been that easy...
As I was in the Police Patriot, before taking the pilote in hostage (not killing him, no kill anymore), I looked at the stars. Before, I always saw the vacuum between me and these. But this time, I really saw the stars, and I knew my life would be here now, into the deep, quiet and silent space... I recovered my mind when arriving at Manhattan, the pilot left unconscious next to me. I sold his ship, bought a new one and changed name for safety. Before leaving, I spitted on Manhattan and my previous life : now, I will be lawfull, or dead ! Enough blood !
I however soon started to face the evidence : I didn't even knew how to drive this ship, and had no the smallest idea about how to make money... After a little time in space though, I met a trader, that learned me the main things a pilot must know. Feeling confident, I quickly progressed.
Then, he told me to follow him to New Berlin, and once there, he gave me a 20 Millions loan and instructions on how to use it. He helped me to complete my first trade route. Then, he left me alone, because I wasn't needing his help anymore, and it was definitely true.
Today, I'm proud to have been trained by someone that never asked me anything else that repay my loan, and even when I'll have done that, I'll be proud to be his friend. Trading is a job that fully fit my new way of life, even if, sometimes, I feel as if I was becoming somebody else, as if the ancient ''me'' was trying to come back... most of the time when some ''creepy'' guy are taxing me...
OK for gentle RP, OK for gentle PvP too. What do you prefer ?
Hurk hurk hurk...
[\JG/]Pim (mercenary, ex-IMG)(Raven's talon, New London and New Berlin mainly)
John Smith(independant trader, ex-contract killer on Manhattan)(Heavy Tanker)
//this story can be read alone, or linked to PIM's one.
**New Berlin**
I cannot believe I'm still alive ! I was landed on New Berlin, I just purchased a new shipment and I was eating at a restaurant while my ship was loaded. I smelt this odor in my food, an odor I was used to, because I was using this poison 1 year ago.
10 seconds, that's the time it took me to be back... to... myself ? Had I really changed ? I can't say right now... Unimportant, I went to the back door, as I thought, the one who had put this poison in my food tried to go out this way. Training is like bicycle : it cannot be forgotten. This guy was a newby, he didn't even noticed me when I followed him.
**In space**
He has talked... So, they finally found me... These traitors ! Denouncing me wasn't enough ? Now, they want me down ? So be it, I'll have to survive, and so on, counterattack.
I'm currently heading Manhattan, that's where they are, they haven't expanded in space yet. I'll have to find weapons, I guess one of my ancient contact could find me some...
Heh ! Changing name... Only one name, not changing anymore... Sure thing they would have found me at last... I'll have to send them a warning : stop searching me , maybe killing them all will be necessary... They found me, they'll have to assume consequences.
**Manhattan**
It wasn't that hard to avoid the predictable trap they prepared me at weapon's delivering. I never thought contracts I did during old time had as much an impact : my owners are now controlling the whole Manhattan's crime web, and, even if not in space yet, they have a huge influence now...
I got my guns, queried some names to some friends and got infos about them... I'm not ready to strike yet, but it will come in time. Contrary to them, I now have all my time...
Hmm, I met some of the ones I had heard about, and they gave me more names... This guy... he's the only name I remember from my past, and, at this time, he was the least handman of the Organisation... That's what I call a promotion : Leader of executive wing ! He might be the one who ordered to find me...
Killing them all will be quite impossible, let's head for a message by corpse interposed : I'll have to clean this whole wing to tell the remainers : I'm not alive anymore... okay ? . So, who's the next target ?..
OK for gentle RP, OK for gentle PvP too. What do you prefer ?
Hurk hurk hurk...
[\JG/]Pim (mercenary, ex-IMG)(Raven's talon, New London and New Berlin mainly)
John Smith(independant trader, ex-contract killer on Manhattan)(Heavy Tanker)
This guy was heavily guarded. Things are starting to heat up. Well, I went to a remote area of Manhattan, where there would be a celebration, organised by him (probably to hide his real nature behind a wall of kindness).
I took my Penetrator sniper rifle with me, the plan was simple : I shoot him, then hide in the building. LPI will close the area, search around where I fired, but they probably won't think to go in a middle floor of the same building...
I was in place, awaiting for my target. I decided to make a quick reco on how many bodyguards there were around. I took my Penetrator and spotted anybody around... *Sooo... 1.3.4.5.8.11.12 bodyguards ! Plus the ones I don't see from here, and... Who's that guy ? Armored, overarmed, dangerous... I don't know what he's waiting for... Not me I guess... Wait ! A bodyguard is talking in his headset... Have I been spoted ? No... They're talking about this strange guy... Why and where is he running ?*
While I was thinking, I saw the car supposed to transport my target arriving. I thought it was probably the reason guards had a hand on headsets. I started aim at the location I should fire to get him... *Ok... Here he is... one deep breathe, block, aim 1 meter before his head... 1...2..*
Stop ! Hands up ! Drop that gun ! *Crud ! They spoted me ! What to do ? I don't have time for this...*
Hands up I said !
*BAM*
-shoot him ! Now ! *no time to think, 3 !*
*Poo*... *got him, so, who's my savior ?*
I looked at him, it was the one I had spoted earlier. He had killed the bodyguard menacing me, looks like we're on the same side right now, no need to attack...
Follow me
I did, my plan had failed, and he looked to know what he was doing. I made an list of his equipment. *so, two CLM one hand , a kind of armor covering his torso and back, with a... Tube and a strange humpback on his back. HE HAS A Cleaner MkII ! Hm, no doubt, it's MkII... He looks ressourceful*
We went on the elevator, then, he selected 1st floor *why not ground floor ? we have to get out of here !* He was thinky. The elevator arrived 1st floor, and he jumped to stairwell. He was not running, but walking so fast that I had almost to sprint to follow him.
Here, he stayed in place, and aimed ground floor's door with his two guns. All bodyguards arrived, it was a slaughter : no one could even realise the one before him was dead, before diing himself. *He has planned a trap for 16 men by himself ! And in less than 20 seconds ! I should take care about this guy...*
Then, we went out the building, I still followed him, when a cop yelled at us... He answered so fast, It's hard to believe he didn't had any plan... But planning what happened is unbelievable, even for a computer, I guess...
Hey ! You two ! Stop at once !
-Do not disturb us ! We're chasing the gunner !
We came closer to the cop, he handed up, and I followed. I didn't know his plan , but coming closer wouldn't be a bad idea... At least, we could neutralise the cop in case of need...
Stop ! You say you know who did this ?!
-Yes, an ex-Rheinland Military called Gunter Simons, speciality : night snipe ! We're Jupiter Guild mercs, hired to find and get him back, dead or alive ! *Jupiter Guild... Hmm, I met some in space*
-This is now a restricted place ! Mercs ! Leave at once, police will handle this ! *He's loosing confidence, I don't know how, but his plan seems to work. I'll take from now, I won't let that cop one second to recover his mind...*
We know Simons, we can help you... I think I know where he is...
-Oh yeah ? Where ?
-we where just behind him, he killed many people inside, did anybody goes out the building before us ?
-no, I was here since I called reinforcements, after the shot. Nobody used this door, except you, and some people entering...
-I know, they were bodyguards and tried to stop him... If he's not out, so, he's in... Let me explain, that's his classic way of doing assassinations : he don't stay in the place he fired from, but he stay in the same building, hidden somewhere and waiting for police to have finished its work... Then, he leave, safe and sound.
The policeman wasn't convinced yet, and I started to loose myself in the role I was assuming, when the JG speaked.
OK ! We'll let you do your job now. Just secure the area before looking for him in the building. Be aware, he is worthy ! Keep an eye on each others !
-Wait, how can I be sure YOU are not him ?
-call that number ! We are mandated by officer Davis. He'll confirm all I said.
I still followed him. He went to a space fighter, unlocked it and invited me to go in. Then, we went out, thanks to his ship, before police's reinforcement arrival. I was shocked : how ? How could possibly that guy escape LPI, without even sneaking ?! Just walking down the street with weapons in his hands, and talking with officers !.. Then, he talked to me...
HOOOOooooooo ! That was close ! Nice shot guy ! (he deeply breathed)
-Thanks (answered I), but, tell me : who're you ? And why did you helped me ?
-Pim, nice to meet you, Mr ?
-Call me Smith, John Smith, Pim...
-*cutting me* Pim. Mr Pim, no first name. So, about why I did help you... Why did you shot that guy ? *Hmm... He's as worthy in talk as in fight, Really dangerous, hopefully, we're same side*
-Personal reasons... You too I guess... So, trying to forget your past too... Mr Pim ? *translation : this is not your true name, right ?*
-Personal. *a pain appeared on his face*
-Are you trying to be forgotten by your past ? Like me ?
-Hmm, sounds better like that... Yeah, that's it... But, like you ? Had this guy something to....
-*cutting him* yes. That's all you need to know...
A long silence followed... *So, I've learnt many things about you... Merc ? Trying to be forgotten by your past ? So : his previous bosses shouldn't like him to be still alive. One way to menace him... He knows someone in RM... Might he be coming from here ? I should be careful... Killing him is not a good idea... I already have a mafia wanting my head, adding a merc guild isn't the best idea I could ever have... Hmm, other detail : he's left handed, can be surprising during a contact fight...* Then, he broke the silence...
I'd like to know, for the records, do you know anybody called Simons Gunter ?'Cause, the details you gave on his escape plan...
-*Simon Gunter isn't real ! HOW ?! He CREATED this char in less than one sec to trick the cop !?WHO IS THAT GUY ??!* No, it was mine...
-nice plan ! I wouldn't have thought of it by myself ! Congrats !
-*You sure you wouldn't ? I start to think crazy and unbelievable plans are your specialty...*Thanks, but your 10 sec-planned trap for the remained bodyguards was fine too...
-Thanks alot ! So ! Where do I drop you ?
I gave him coordinates, far enough from my place, so, he couldn't find me back... And he knew it, he asked for confirmation, well, did I have any choice but to answer yes ? Before leaving, he let me his comm number, to stay in touch ... But he forgot to ask for mine... *Really a strange character... Having a way to contact him isn't a bad idea... at last*
OK for gentle RP, OK for gentle PvP too. What do you prefer ?
Hurk hurk hurk...
[\JG/]Pim (mercenary, ex-IMG)(Raven's talon, New London and New Berlin mainly)
John Smith(independant trader, ex-contract killer on Manhattan)(Heavy Tanker)
Compact Ligh Machinegun "One hand" : the name says lots about it. The shape is particular (and quite known). It's a gun, with vertical long (50 ammo) loaders, situated before the trigger.
Tacticall gun "cleaner" : a kind of shotgun, with a horizontal loader, containing 5 rockets... ("cleaner") The MkII is supposed to be for military use only, and has an automatic mode.
Sniper rifle "penetrator" : A silent and compact rifle, it's an energy and reliable gun.
"Needler" and "pistol" : Cf SP campaign, they are the most spread weapons in Sirius sector. energy and reliable guns, the gunner is usually down before his gun does...
OK for gentle RP, OK for gentle PvP too. What do you prefer ?
Hurk hurk hurk...
[\JG/]Pim (mercenary, ex-IMG)(Raven's talon, New London and New Berlin mainly)
John Smith(independant trader, ex-contract killer on Manhattan)(Heavy Tanker)
I started think to something while getting back to my place : he had many bodyguards, It would be more and more difficult to get them, since they are getting careful... Then, I had a monstruous luck : 3 of the 4 ones left to kill were right before my eyes !
I was in a commercial street, with lots of shops and restaurant, and they were heading to a luxurious one... *They must be meeting to decide how to fight the one who kill them. They probably don't know we are two... hehehe* I decided it was an occasion not to miss : they tried to poison me... Now is their turn...
I tried to head for back door, but there were bodyguards all over the building, of course... No way to go inside... Ok, new plan : outside... *I have my penetrator, but shooting 3 target while they head from a door to an armored module... Impossible... Module ? They have a driver, let's find him...*
I Found him, drinking in a bar, waiting for departure signal. The idea came almost by itself : I had many poisons with me. I put a laxative in his next drink, then, went to the closest Style Wear shop. I bought the same uniform as the driver, and went to the module. 2 Guards around it, I hided my face, and entrered the module like if I had forgot something inside...
**Liberty New**
We're interrupting our current programs for a special flash on local Manhattan informations. An unindentified module exploded a few minuts ago in Manhattan's sky, sector G-28. We're now in duplex with John Chilligan, our reporter on the area. John, you hear me ?
-Hello April ! There, it's total chaos, firemen are trying to save lifes in the building behind me, where the module crashed on ! It is said there are no survivors in the module itself. I'll now let Edouard Douglas and his wife explain us what happened, they have spotted the whole accident !
-Well... It was strange... See ? My wife was taking a picture of me (we're on holidays) and, then, we were gonna eat at...
-to the fact, please... We have Listeners who'd like to know what happened...
-Ok... So... We saw that module... And... boom ! It exploded, like that, no smoke, no light, it just exploded... Then, it fell down and crashed on that building...
-Thank you a lot for your story, I'll now let the antenna back to studios ! I'll call when I'll have some more new on that terrible accident ! John out !
-Thank you John ! We now have a comunication with officer Smith, the delegate to the communication of LPI crime section. Mr Smith ?
-Greetings Miss April... Well, I'll be fast : This is not an accident, the module is in way to be identified, but the way it exploded is clear enough : no SOS, no Smoke, no light, not even a passenger trying to jump to save his life. It was a bomb, and passengers, if there were some , didn't know there were one, or knew it perfectly...
-What do you mean sir ?
-We are currently looking for evidences that the Order could be involved in this terrorism action. The building it crashed on was a factory, providing softwares to the Navy, I personally think, the bomb exploded too early... But we are not excluding other tracks that could appear after a painstaking investigation on crash site...
-Thank you Mr Smith... So, The Order, the well-known terrorist organisation could be involved in this action to weak Liberty Navy. We will now continue our programs, more informations at the next news
*I love medias...well, One more to go... The last one... the most protected one... Let's see what I got on him... Hmm, about 100 guards, cameras, scanners, reinforced building, It's a forteress ! I will never be able to enter ! And he will not leave it until he has my head on a plate before him... I shall maybe need reinforcement...* It took my comm device, and tipped a number I got recently...
Pim ?..
-... ... JOHN ! IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME ! HOW ARE YOU GOING? MATE !?
-... Well... I'm fine. I took care of some of our common friends... Lots of noise, just as you like...
-You mean ? The bomb that is currently at infos channels ?
-Yes. I think I'll need your help... Soon... I'll contact you, please, stay around...
OK for gentle RP, OK for gentle PvP too. What do you prefer ?
Hurk hurk hurk...
[\JG/]Pim (mercenary, ex-IMG)(Raven's talon, New London and New Berlin mainly)
John Smith(independant trader, ex-contract killer on Manhattan)(Heavy Tanker)
*I wonder if he's gonna accept my plan : I sneak and he fights 100 armed men...Well, until I call him, I cannot know...*
Pim ?
-Hi John.
-I got a last thing to do, you're in ?
-... Sector G87, a building called Arcade temple , go 18th floor, west side, and look by the window, You'll see me here...
*comm closed* *Wait.... I am supposed to do things like that ! Well, he gave his conditions, I think I can trust him... Let's try ! If it's a trap, I'll detect it soon enough...*
I did what he wanted me to do... His instructions lacked of precision, but, when I went there, I found him easily : there was a Raven's Talon parked on the motel just next to the building... I found his room, went here and...
Hi John, nice to see you ! Please, make yourself home... So, right to the stuff, ok ? You want me to help you attack a remote building, like a fortress, with a whole garrison of bodyguards, right ?
-Hum... You're well informed... Yes, that's my plan... You attack in front, I sneak, kill our friend and we go out...
-What are we waiting for ?!
-*This guy is definitly CRAZY !* Well... If you agree with it, OK, I'll leave for a few time to set up the plan...
I was gonna leave, when his comm ringed...
Pim : Oh ! Excuse me... *to the comm* Mr Davis ! How are you going ?
Davis : -Not really well... I must tell you *he mopped the sweat on his forehead*: The job is cancelled...
Pim : -What happened ?
Davis : -I don't know... A senior officer came to talk to me, and he asked me to stop my activities overstepping my normal work I think he...
Pim -*cutting him* told you to stop killing these guys, because they have a kind of contract with them, and their commercial partners are starting to be pissed off, right ?
Davis : -I cannot charge my hierarchy without a clue but...
Pim : -it's a no !
Davis : -What ? A no to...
Pim : -I won't stop... You can stop pay me, but I now have a friend counting on me to help him kill that guy... Just tell your sillior you ordered me not to do it, but I Disobeyed...
Davis : -You'll be charged of assassination, if you do ! And chase in the whole Sirius ! I don...
John : -Let me ask you a question : How could LIBERTY Security Force chase an INDEPENDANT mercenary in the WHOLE Sirius ? Including Border Worlds...
Davis : -You... YOU ! Pim ! Do you only KNOW who is you FRIEND !?
Pim, to John : -How do you know he is LSF ?
John : -his uniform... I killed some of them... Before...
Davis : -YOU CONFESS ! Pim, tell me a price and kill that... NOW ! Or I'm sending a Navy Oper...
Pim : -My turn to ask you something : How could you possibly sent someone to arrest a guy, you have spoted next to someone you're not supposed to know ?
Davis : -I.... I... I just wan...
John : -Why do you wanted a merc to kill these guys ? LSF has enough troops to do it itself, RIGHT ?
Davis : -You... You don'...
Pim : -How comes you recognized him at sight ? You know him ?
Davis : -I...
John : -Tell, me, you know both of us... Do you really think it's a good idea to sent us troops ?
Pim : -Let him do... It'll be a warm before REAL hard time...
Davis : -I ORDER YOU TO...
John : -AND I ADVISES YOU TO CLOSE THAT COMM BEFORE YOU GET HURT ! WE WILL DO WHAT YOU WANTED TO BE DONE !*ok... calm down*
Pim : -So, try to find a way to get out that mess BY YOURSELF... Clear enough ?
*comm closing*
John : Sooo you worked for LSF ? And, what about the... my Friend ?
-I worked for him...and, yes : my friend ... So, he knew you ?
-I'm quite famous down here... Let me explain...
I told him my whole story, my past... My present... The future I hoped for... And why I was back to my killer mode ... He understood it all, and returned me the favor : ex IMG elite, captured, escaped, alone, and now, "alive"...
-Your story is not worse than mine...
-Yeah... Oh ! And, before our friendship continues... I belong to Jupiter Guild, I'm not independant... It was a big bluff...
It was late, when I left... We never heard of this Davis since this. The next days, we prepared our plan to get my last opponent... He was confident in his skills, and equipment. The house is in a remote area, inside a natural green area of Manhattan, to renew the air on the city-planet. We had low risks to get disturbed by anybody else than the garrison, because the plan included to lock area's basic comms with a device I bought... Hyper and infra signals could go throught, so detectors and scanners wouldn't be affected, and we would avoid to warn LSF and Navy of our action...
OK for gentle RP, OK for gentle PvP too. What do you prefer ?
Hurk hurk hurk...
[\JG/]Pim (mercenary, ex-IMG)(Raven's talon, New London and New Berlin mainly)
John Smith(independant trader, ex-contract killer on Manhattan)(Heavy Tanker)
