by The Kingpin » Thu Mar 01, 2012 2:56 am
"We're a private mercenary group. One of the best you'll find out there. Those lizards down there? They were the sole reason we came here. Suffice to say, a rather wealthy contractor hired us to get DNA samples and data from the facilities" explained Jacob as he drew his knife, flipping it in hand, a faint red tinge still visible on the blade from the last creature that had tasted the sting of the blade. flipping the blade in his hands and slipping it back in it's sheath, he continued. "We were paid...quite a bit of cash to make sure this plan went the way we wanted it to. Those mercs that hit this place? They're the team our contractor sent in before us. Originally the plan was infiltration, reconnaissance and elimination of key targets, Jenkins among them. They weren't expecting the place to turn into hell on earth when they took out the power. Toss that and the security forces on the island together, and you get a blood bath. We were sent in to make sure we got the information before the big wigs up in US High Command managed to erase the facility from the map. Hence me taking Jenkins' hard drive and the seemingly endless supply of cloths I had on hand when I was busy shanking things. Blood samples, the Cutlass way" said the man, joking about the last part. "In any case, All you have to worry about now, is liquidating whatever assets you have. houses, cars, bank accounts. all of it. As far as the world's concerned, you no longer exist" explained Jacob finally, his tone turning serious. 24 hours from now, the US Army would likely make the decision to erase the facilities from the map and strike it's existence from the records. For all intents and purposes, Project Resurrection no longer existed, and all those who worked on the project....disappeared along with it...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG