This is the story of Division 17 and those that were affected by it.
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|Subject: Until Now... Fri Apr 06, 2012 9:04 pm|| |
Old Endings, New Beginnings
In the year 2018, the world was struck by disaster. Five years before, the United Nations, along with an alliance of European and Asian super-powers, forced the U.S. government to sign an agreement stating that they would begin dismantling their stock-pile of nuclear weaponry to avoid the Mutually Assured Destruction that was the basis of political tension for the age. In 2017, even with constant effort by hundreds of thousands of technicians, not even a hundredth of the nuclear stockpile had been disposed of, and a radical extremist faction breached United States security and robbed launch codes for 30 of the remaining warheads. Six months later, a series of launches were detected from the southeastern corner of the country, in the swamps of Louisiana. How they were launched, and from what facilities, is as of yet unknown. Of the ten warheads launched, eight were shot down, and one had been partly dismantled and put together incorrectly. The remaining warhead landed in mainland china, just north of Beijing. Within a week, war was declared.
After nearly three months of air-skirmishes as china actively retaliated against the western coast of the U.S., China, aided by Russia and Ukraine, lauched their own salvo of warheads, decimating Los Angeles, Olympia, and Philadelphia. Total War was achieved. There would be few survivors on either side of the war, but most of the casualties were of those unaffiliated civilians. In Europe, all government descended into anarchy for a time, before forming together as a single, united European Empire. Russia and China similarly united under the power of their vast populations, and conquered the entirety of Asia and the Pacific Islands. Unable to sustain the vast territory they had taken, the New Asian Empire, as it was briefly called, collapsed under its own weight, torn down by the people's anger and a lack of resources. South America, which had successfully avoided conflict for a time, was beset upon by American refugees. In an ultimate act of defiance, Russia fired freely on the continent, killing hundreds of millions of civilians, and rendering the landscape barren and uninhabitable.
In North America, Anarchy still reigns supreme. Mexico, under pressure from the U.S. and fear of retaliation, very briefly joined the war, and was soon wiped off the map. Canadian citizens erected a massive fortification along the U.S. border, cut all political ties, and retreated north, out of range of the collateral damage that was soon to follow. The mass migration put a great strain on supplies and culture, and many citizens returned south to find their homes destroyed and their country in shambles. Enraged, and with no-where to turn, they blamed the U.S. for starting the conflict, and to this day rouge bands of Canadian citizens patrol sectors of the wall, shooting anyone on the American side of the border without so much as a second glance.
America itself, universally blamed for the war, was utterly annihilated by nuclear warheads and the resulting fallout.
Those who survived were left with nothing.
Ten years after the first launch, the world that remained was a
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|Subject: (Cont.) Fri Apr 06, 2012 10:21 pm|| |
After the signing of the International Disarmament Pact (IDP), the document calling for the removal of nuclear warheads and other weapons of mass destruction, the United States Government developed a new branch of research to compensate for what they saw as a massive power gap. Desperate for a new weapon to offset those banned by the IDP, the Department of Human Evolution was brought into the world, devoted to improving the human condition, by improving the human form. To avoid the controversial discussions the DHE would raise, and avoid suspicion from the UN, it was kept completely underground, in a literal and metaphorical sense. Buried a full mile beneath the earth's surface, the DHE performed experimentation on a vast array of life-forms, ultimately using human subjects to test the finished products. When war broke out, only a bare minimum of those within the facility, which was equipped with a full life-support system, including food production and purified water, knew of the events on the surface. With facilities scattered across the country, and more being developed on foreign soil, more than ten-thousand soldiers, scientists, and civilians in these facilities were kept away from the devastation and survived to see what had become of their planet.
Not every facility survived on the surface. Some had been hit directly with nuclear payloads, emerging only to contract radiation sickness and die within days. Others suffered power-failures that rendered life-support useless, forcing them to the surface, or else sealing them in the earth, starved of supplies. Three facilities were known to have survived. In Oregon, Mississippi, and Arizona, the established facilities had managed to work their way to the surface mostly unscathed. In Mississippi, the residents immediately scattered, forming their own bands and organizations and spreading throughout the country to see what they could find. In Oregon, life-support had faltered and been tentatively repaired. Rather than take this risk, those in Oregon began to migrate and form small settlements, hoping to return to the life they once knew. Meanwhile, the Arizona facility, known as Division 17, decided to rebuild society under a single banner; The United Peoples of Eternal Prosperity, centralized in what could now be considered a mega-city, known as Eternity.
Far from a perfect society, Eternity, built on the remains of the facility, is run as a dictatorship under the rule of the head of Division 17, an unstable man named Carlo Moretti. Moretti rules the city with a firm grip, never descending from his 'sacred' tower. Intensely superstitious, he secludes himself to the point where the city is left almost entirely under the control of his Guard-General, Maria Macwhinter. While well-meaning, Macwhinter follows orders by the letter, rather than the spirit, and is excessively cruel in her punishment of criminals and innocents alike. Under her orders, the Eternity Guard has developed into a repressive, corrupt organization, where the guards do as they like, and their word is law, until Maria herself says otherwise.
It is in this budding society that our story begins.
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|Subject: (Cont. again) Sat Apr 07, 2012 4:53 pm|| |
Among those who have risen from the ashes of the divisions are the experiments themselves. Despite the sheer mass of them, many seem to have unique capabilities, shaped by their own experience. Scientific miracles and monstrosities alike have escaped the grasp of Division 17, or submitted to its rule in Eternity. The many research labs in the division each brought forth their own specialty of creation, between genetic enhancement, cybernetic additives, and what one lab termed "Psychological Warfare". People of every creed and color were plucked from the civilians held within the divisions, and while many wre summarily executed when their use was finished or died in the process of a failed experiment, those that excaped were more often than not the successes.
These are the evolutions of man at their highest and lowest points. Some wander, some hide within the city itself, and others, reduced to nothing more than mindless beasts, haunt the wastes in search of anything to relieve them of their agony. It could be food, or purpose, but more often than not it would seem that the only thing to sate their desire is the blood of any who stand before them.
No matter how they survive, the end result is that they almost always do. Amongst this ruined wasteland of a world, and these survivors of what was once the human race, you find yourself. Your reasons and history are your own, and you must pay the consequences for your own choices. There will be no mercy in this world, and the wrong choice can easily result in one of a myriad number of fates far worse than death would be.
Everyone has a story, and it is up to you to make yours heard.
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