Vargas - The Judge and Judged

[Kafe]

Octavia Vargas
You face the union for the crime of conspiracy, falsified family records, and said family's involvement in civil rebellion.
Your right to your own humanity is now forfeited to the universal union.

Given your previous work as a protection unit, and the state of sector 17, we feel that sentencing you to death or stalkerization would be an inadequate use of you now. We're willing to offer you your position reinstated, and made part of the sector 17 protection force alongside your implied consent into the transhumanisation programme.

We are certain you understand what to expect if you decline this generous offer at redemption.
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DATAFILE UPDATED

CITIZEN: O. VARGAS
POSISTION: CIVIL PROTECTION > DETAINEE > CIVIL PROTECTION
OPERATING REGION: CITY 07 > SECTOR 17

RANK POINTS: 00 > 25
TRANSHUMANISATION ENROLLMENT: INACTIVE > ACTIVE
FAMILY COHESION: MINIMAL

NEW TAGLINE ASSIGNED: JUDGE-7

 

[Kafe]

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The trip to sector 17 is going to be a long one, even with the union's transport systems rushing people and resources across the continent as fast as possible.
And naturally there'd be no break for me on this trip, they've assigned me to guard one of the transport carriages.

It's not a result of bad luck that has me guarding the interior of their stalker transport, for the next several hours I'm due to stand cramped amongst these things, their fragmented and suppressed mumblings feel like they're talking amongst themselves, it's all gibberish now their ability to grasp and produce basic sentences has long been stricken away from them, it feels like whatever's left in there is trying to rebuild some amount of consciousness.

The 'fresher' ones gibber the most to themselves, sometimes my relative silence in here is broken by one them snapping and screaming out, at least with my baton I can quell them and keep them quiet for a while. I read most of them as lashing out in anger, but... there's a token few in here that feel like they're trying to break down into a sob, but their minds lost the ability to relieve their anguish like that long ago.

It's the older ones though, you can see it on their skin how they've become ever more pale, their skin even more stressed and wrinkled, the metal on their forms were never sleek, but you can see the service life on some of them with the wear on their components, worn, scratched, a few of them had their metal discolour from the extreme environments they were subjected to.

They're dead silent, they never lashed out, never screamed, whimpered or even mumbled a disjointed word to themselves. these ones were broken physically by the union long ago, but their spirit broke second, I don't wish to wonder how long it took for what's left of their consciousness to dissipate.

They truly disturb me in a way that goes beyond my recognition.

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I'm well aware of the 'choices' I had been given when they detained us.
I didn't need the results of failure presented to my face

but I get the message.
now get me off this goddamned train already

 

[Kafe]

One OOC note
this character is meant to be in a challenging position with their prior history,
so if rank leaders want a subordinate to bully and forcefully volunteer them into danger, do it
and for other units, if you want to give the character shit for no reason, go for it.

if anything, I encourage it lol.

 

['77 East]

if anything, I encourage it lol.

Sign up for forceful conscription into a cop cult.

 

[Appetite Ruining Kebab]

One OOC note
this character is meant to be in a challenging position with their prior history,
so if rank leaders want a subordinate to bully and forcefully volunteer them into danger, do it
and for other units, if you want to give the character shit for no reason, go for it.

if anything, I encourage it lol.

Sign up for forceful conscription into a cop cult.

@PeaceAndMagick89

 

[Kafe]

Well, this certainly proves to be of mixed relief.
My campaign within the tunnels has come to a close now the area likely ceases to exist, I'll thank my lucky stars that they didn't just leave me behind, but the job must continue.

I'm inbound to city 24, quite a ways from my last holdup, but closer to home, and with this comes a return to the city patrol, even a new tagline moving over from Judge to Quick, it certainly makes a change of pace, I feel more incognito again, ready to blend back into the streets and quietly work off my time yet again.

Although I doubt this will last, twenty-four is in rough shape already and I expect it to degrade further, the city's locked down and there's few places for us to go, many of my old colleagues are already dead here, a surprise to me but I suppose moving from an out of city life to the cities again makes you underappreciate the subtle dangers of these places.

Two died to tunnels we've gassed, and from what I hear, even more died after one of our leaders took on a terror threat in the city the same way he would in an abandoned, crumbling ruin, safe to say the building is a wreck.

It's surprisingly harsh for them in here, but at least it's not myself on the top of the Combine's internal shit list for the time being.

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Still. I hate being surrounded by the walls of the city, it's a quiet, more comfortable looking environment, but they don't let you forget who's in charge, and who I'm stuck indebted to.
Honestly, I preferred the wastelands.​

 

[Kafe]

Judge/Quick 7's new IC antagonist: Dispatch
Should be fun to play with

Didn't miss you, Dispatch.
My situation is tenuous enough without some AI stepping in and risking fucking over my situation based on performance algorithms. at least with a human being they can be talked to and hear sense, instead of ncessantly radioing 'cease negotiations'

That and the constant scanners flying, lurking over everything I do, flashing every local I'm dealing with, and sending barely readable, garbage photographs en masse of the same fucking headcrab. you make a relatively simple task all the more stressful.

Fuck off robot.​