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Five years ago, the nations of the world began their war for global supremacy, a mighty clash of East vs West.
They said it would be Seven Days to the Rhine, as both sides filled the sky with steel.

A year and half ago, a massive nuclear exchange failed to give any side the decisive advantage
they sought.

Now the army's who orders once came from Moscow and Washington are no more.
But there scattered and scared remains live on, there governed now only by the mouths and wants.

Winter, 18 months past the midnight, since the doomsday clock hit midnight and the suns fell to earth.

You awake in the cold, it's colder then it should be, the fabled nuclear winter.
An engine splutters and dies in the distance.

Looking around your home, a covered pit in the ground, you see your few possessions.

You wake with your head pounding and vision blurry, the after effects of the liquid cosh.
Across from you is, row of people, each hooded and bound in straight jacket to the seats.
You try to move your arms and a chain rattles.

At last in dawns on you, a prisoner awaiting transport to somewhere.

The guards are a pair of the proverbial ugly shaven headed jackboot wearing brutes.

“Hold it, you’ve got one.” you hear as another man half shove a young woman in to the across from you seat.
“No, she not on the manifest, you know the rules.” your guard starts to complain.
“Shove you’re manifest up your arse, she overdue a mindwipe this one.”
“bb-But she’s a psi drone, should be on ice.”
“Look sunshine, this ship's going to the reprocessing plant an so’s she.
 Asteria here's got a brain lock, see?” he pinches her pale cheek.
“You take her or you can take it up with the boss.”

She sits there across from you, her face is blank, doll like with glassy blue eyes.
The left side of her head is shaved and home to a braided steel cable that trails down to steel collar that rings her around her neck with green leds.

Without a clock or anything to see your not sure how much time passes but
One by one you see the lights go dim on Asteria’s collar and then she smiles.

Her eyes flash with purple light and you feel a fist shove knowledge in to your mind.
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You hear a click clack as the chains unlock.
Then all hell breaks loose, the lights go out as everyone moves at once, the guard are tackled by three men each.
It’s almost like your on autopilot as you hammer the numbers in to the door keypad.

Then there's a bang, Asteria stare at you while blood gushes from from her neck.
...Tell her i'm sorry..funny dieing doesn't hurt like i thought...
As her eyes roll back, her body spasms as purple lighting tears it way out, ripping flesh apart like tissue paper.

Your mind feels lighter as you make your way to:

A: Armoury ( mini arms race here, describe your sci fi weapon in the post)
B: Escape Shuttles, there's a planet down there.
C: Control bridge, i'm sure it's not that hard to fly this thing.

Ok sheets time.

1: Gene Warrior, built as soldier in the mold of macho man’s macho man (or woman) your blessed with 38 inch biceps, a titanium jaw, the ability to drink whiskey like water and all but walk off gunshot wounds.

2: Mondasian cyber cultist, the flesh is weak, steel is stronger.
A Prosthophile to the core, you mind is ready but body awaits range of bonic parts to transform you.

3: Rogue Psi, power of the mind.
Some how power is drawn to you from the other side, filling you from the crown to the toe, top-full as the strange glowing marking start to flow across your body.
The bad news is that you can feel it inside you, a hungry burning, wanting to escape.
You can draw on the power but wild and ever changing.
(This is the one where i roll two dice to see what happens.
One to see if you have the control need and the other for the power.)

4: Bio adapter, the body changes to the mind.
Originally built to help colonist survive is strange new environments, you can change your physiology in strange and interesting ways given adequate biomass.

Notes, we’re running with “cinematic” reality here, The spaceships are there to look cool and make impressive whooshing noises in deep space.
People will carry hand weapons like “plasma whip” or antimatter-firing crossbows, and never mind how they work.

☢️Lost in a Nuclear dark age, a Twilight 2000 SG☢️

Five years ago, the nations of the world began their war for global supremacy.
Three years ago, a massive nuclear exchange failed to give any side the decisive advantage
they sought.

Today you live in the aftermath, both sides still fight on driven by inertia and the need plunder to survive.

From east to west from the Urals to Cape Roca, europe is in the grip of a new dark age.
It is a time of bellum se ipsum alit, the war feeds itself.
Armies have turn in migratory warbands, takeing what they can from the land.
Once Rome feared the huns, now it fears the US Fifth Infantry Division.
Today a rifle and skill to use it, could make you king.

A week ago your were part an Infantry Division sent in battle in Poland.
What ever plan your commander had failed and now you're lost, split from army way from support, supply, or reinforcement.

As the sun rise on the browning autumn leaves you wonder how you’ll survive the coming winter...


You have some more gear then just the standard issue, pick one.

A: Armour, you have extra body armour.
B: Bigger gun,some thing better than the standard issue rifle
C: NBC suit, a suit to protect you from nuclear, biological, chemical attacks.

My name is not impotent so you will call me commander.
You all know why your here, but to repeat 48 hour ago, Association of International Mercenaries received the advanced for this operation.
Your client is one Enrico Chivaldori, he wish you to undertake Two objectives.
The Primary objective is the termination of one Deidranna Reitman.
The Secondary objective is to gain military control of the micro nation of Arulco.

Your insertion to the conflict zone will be via helicopter at 0400 hundred hours.
Any questions?

You are a young Viking on a quest for loot and glory.
And to day you set foot on the dragon ship off to make your name.
For you father you have inherited his gift of

Armour) A fine mail shirt and helmet
Weapons) A mighty tool of war, a razor sharp sword
Fury) For he was one of the Ulfhednar, wolf skinned warrior.
Might) He was one of the berserk, who could call apron  the might and power the bear

You awaken to a slow robotic voice in your ear.

"Good morning Smith.
Let me explain, from now on you are blanked, you do not exist, you have no identity, no finger prints, no id, no records
you are a blank.

You belong to us now, for we hold your life in our hands.
You have been implanted with remote controlled bomb and other systems.
Now we have work for you to do, you have 7 days to acquire 1 million dollars or the charges will be detonated.

With a click the lights come on and you can see the empty hotel room.

On the table is black suit and shoes by a steel briefcase.
You open the steel case and find a handgun, 5 magazines and box of bullets.
The gun is plain unmarked, even the bullets are unmarked.
Beside the gun is knife, a mobile phone and wallet with $500 in crisp new bills.

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Greeting, engineers today we face our sworn enemy's the oppressive and ugly Bordurians.

While the last war cost both us and them vast amount of manpower and weaponry, our spy report that they are planing to attack.
Naturally we must not only attack them first but create some new weapon to crush them with.
To this end engineering department A is reassigned from the atomic rocket program back to working on the death ray.
Department B is to commence working on a short term solution to the arms criss.
The diplomatic core reports that our new allies of the North Atlantic Treaty Organization will surely add us in this struggle.