Generation Legacy Issue #7 "Innocence Lost" - Part 1

[Aenion]

"Good Karen, I just don't want you to go down a bad path you are a good student, you listen and your bright. You don't cause trouble like those other students," Professor Simmon scowls, "I apologize for your friend, Miss Mitchell's death you will be happy to know that the Institute will have a service this evening at six, for her and Tommy McKain."

She manages a weak smile at the compliment and the comment about the other students,"Th-thank you Mr. Simmons, I-I just try to do my best, now that I don't sleep anymore I have more time, yesterday has been..." she trails off.

She looks up again, "I'll do my best to be there, thank you."

 

[KaintheSeeker]

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Cassie

Cassie and Jun Min arrive at the VSC Tower which resembles more of a manmade mountain of concrete, steel, and glass then just a tower. It towers over the other high rises, and is both magnificent and brooding in its dominance of the Mudaba Adin skyline.

Jun Min leads Cassie inside, into a large open reception area, they don't wait long before they are escorted into the Magog Inc. wing, and then brought into a waiting room, with a an ancient Mesopotamia theme, in the statues, artwork, and style.

Jun Min takes a seat and speaks to Cassie, "Nervous?"

"Yes, quite a bit in fact." she says quietly as she glances around, trying to get another 'hit' on her recognition of things.

 

[Tokiwong]

She manages a weak smile at the compliment and the comment about the other students,"Th-thank you Mr. Simmons, I-I just try to do my best, now that I don't sleep anymore I have more time, yesterday has been..." she trails off.

She looks up again, "I'll do my best to be there, thank you."

“Good Karen,” Professor Simmons says matter of factly before pressing on correcting students as need be as he walks down the hallway.

Claire approaches after Professor Simmons leaves, “So,” she says softly, “is everything alright?”

Cassie

“Well I would be to, in your shoes,” Jun Min replies.

The receptionist opens the door, and invites you inside into a large spacious office, decorated in the same Mesopotamian theme. The walls are covered in Sanskrit and a large stone desk dominates the center of the room. At the desk is a thin light skinned male. He has thin glasses and a stylish white lab coat on.

The man gives Cassie a quizzical look, “Good morning, I am Dr. Whitman, I understand you are interested in learning more about Magog Inc. Miss Kim, being a representative of the UNJE, I would like to be the first to say welcome, and I hope that I can provide you with everything you would like to know.”

Jun Min smiled, “Thank you, but we actually came here for, her,” she gestures to Cassie. “This is Cassandra Prophet, and she has some questions for you,” Jun Min finishes.

Rumble in Bangkok!

Yoshi scowls, “I can’t see through that damn black fog, Ryan I am going to try and get to Strength and keep him occupied!” Yoshi dashes forward through the mist, and disappears, Ryan can no longer see him.

Yoshi uses a double and moves ninety feet, his second moved halved by passing through the obscuring mist. He emerges on the other side and now stands in the doorway next to Star.

Two black lightning bolts lance out of the mist right at Ryan exploding into area wide black electrical storms of writhing fields. One strikes heads on and the second misses Ryan but still explodes all around him!

Black Heaven rolls an 11, Villain Point used and he gets a 21. His second strike is a 10. Ryan rolls a 24 for his Reflex Save, on the second strike. Kiyana rolls a 22 and a second 22 for her Reflex saves. She is unharmed by the blast. Ryan’s gets a Damage Save of 19 for the straight on shot, and a 22 for the second blast.

 

[Shalimar]

Kelly

Tommy listens to Kelly, “Its more complicated then that, but I really cannot explain, without more data for why the virus works the way it does, where it came from, most believe it was extraterrestrial in origin, brought with the comet, and some even comment that it may have been created with a purpose in mind, of course that is only conjecture, what I do know is that many authorities are afraid of the implications. This is not a simple issue of baseline hating elite and vice versa this is a decision of mass evolution in very a short time, a total redefinition of the world… it would be in many ways the end of the world as we know it, and the start of a totally different age…” he finishes.

"Uh..huh? I don't really understand it, if everyone is still going to be Elites, why would it be evolution if its a disease? Its kinda like in Alice in Wonderland with the Red Queen, no matter how fast we run, we are all still in the same spot with everyone being Elites instead of Baselines." she trails of looking puzzled, not sure of the point she was trying to make, other then to not sound so boring to Tommy.

"I do have a question, people who are publicly known as Elites, registering them doesn't really do anything, and its the same thing for most people, I mean, they'll just do it cause they have to, but the people they wuld want to register are the people they'll never get because they're criminals, so they couldn't care less about breaking the law. SO all they are really doing it to are people who aren't the problem, so why would they do that?"

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Cassie

“Well I would be to, in your shoes,” Jun Min replies.

The receptionist opens the door, and invites you inside into a large spacious office, decorated in the same Mesopotamian theme. The walls are covered in Sanskrit and a large stone desk dominates the center of the room. At the desk is a thin light skinned male. He has thin glasses and a stylish white lab coat on.

The man gives Cassie a quizzical look, “Good morning, I am Dr. Whitman, I understand you are interested in learning more about Magog Inc. Miss Kim, being a representative of the UNJE, I would like to be the first to say welcome, and I hope that I can provide you with everything you would like to know.”

Jun Min smiled, “Thank you, but we actually came here for, her,” she gestures to Cassie. “This is Cassandra Prophet, and she has some questions for you,” Jun Min finishes.

Cassie nods to the doctor with a shy smile and starts. "I have no past, and very few ideas of my origins, but there is some hint that my abilities and physical development might be of engineered origin. As your group are the only ones that have any real grasp of the technology at hand needed for such things," holds up a hand to forestall any comments. "even though you cannot do such things at this time, I thought it would be helpful to ask you or your company about that. That and I.. get a feeling of deja vu when I started researching your company. I am curious exactly how much effort or work it would take to take your technology to the level required that my.. sources hint were used to create my abilities."

 

[Aenion]

“Good Karen,” Professor Simmons says matter of factly before pressing on correcting students as need be as he walks down the hallway.

Claire approaches after Professor Simmons leaves, “So,” she says softly, “is everything alright?”

"Could be better," Karen answers quietly, "But I'll be alright I guess. Kal has been great," she smiles weakly, "I-I just can't believe it happened. Why would Pantheon want ... want to kill Tommy and Kelly? They were just kids."

 

[Tokiwong]

"Could be better," Karen answers quietly, "But I'll be alright I guess. Kal has been great," she smiles weakly, "I-I just can't believe it happened. Why would Pantheon want ... want to kill Tommy and Kelly? They were just kids."

“I don’t know Karen, but they are Pantheon, why do they need a reason to do anything? They are terrorists, murderers, and worse, they destroyed Mexico City, they killed off those UN officials, and now they just killed two of our friends. I hate them, and I hope Justice Elite, or Legacy or both kicks their ass!” Claire replies adamantly.

Cassie

Dr. Whitman listens, “Interesting, who are your sources? I am curious you make many assumptions about how our business is run, though I think you may be in error in some points. I am not quite sure what your abilities are, but seeing as you are with Miss Kim, I presume you are an elite. The elite genome structure, let alone the varied genetics knowledge involved are beyond anything we could muster in the next ten years. There are few if any commonalities, Miss Prophet.”

“Now on the future I can’t say for sure, our technology and research is advancing quite quickly, and although I stated ten years it could be much shorter or much, much longer,” he says leaning back in his chair, “there is no way to tell. Our observation of elite genetics is that it seems to be dependent on the individual on the extent and severity of the changes, let along trying to reproduce that. But perhaps if one could synthesize the source of elite powers then we could make some headway.”

“But I am intrigued, by your questions,” he says with a look that belies a growing intellectual curiosity.

Kelly

“Control,” Tommy replies flatly.

“As I told you before there are two types of people in this world, those that wish to be the master and those that wish to be servant. Sometimes that choice is a conscience decision, others time forced, and then there are times when one has no choice in the matter. Control is a very viable part of the formula of subservience and domination. The UNJE controls one of the precious resources on the globe, elites. Those that go against the grain are crushed under the flag of antiterrorism or dissidents. While those that prosper recognize the superiority of the UNJE,” Tommy smiles as the tram slides down towards the Hive.

“The idea is simple and ruthlessly effective. The good of the many is kept in sight, and the worthless few are crushed with little consequence. The world is kept under control, elites fit nicely into the social stratum designed for them, and their numbers are kept down via programs in place to make them reliant upon the UNJE for survival and purpose. But now I am getting ahead of myself,” Tommy smiles.

 

[Aenion]

“I don’t know Karen, but they are Pantheon, why do they need a reason to do anything? They are terrorists, murderers, and worse, they destroyed Mexico City, they killed off those UN officials, and now they just killed two of our friends. I hate them, and I hope Justice Elite, or Legacy or both kicks their ass!” Claire replies adamantly.

Karen is shocked at Claire's fervor and slowly shakes her head, she carefully replies, "When I was flying to Mudaba Adin, I was on the aerodyne with Bishop. I didn't know who he was, but we talked about, ... well about our situation, Elites and baselines I mean. He was very nice and didn't sound like a maniacal killer who had just killed millions of people. What he told me about Pantheon doesn't sound like a group that'd kill kids. I ... I just don't know anymore," she shakes her head again, "I still want to be on Legacy but ..."

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Cassie

Dr. Whitman listens, “Interesting, who are your sources? I am curious you make many assumptions about how our business is run, though I think you may be in error in some points. I am not quite sure what your abilities are, but seeing as you are with Miss Kim, I presume you are an elite. The elite genome structure, let alone the varied genetics knowledge involved are beyond anything we could muster in the next ten years. There are few if any commonalities, Miss Prophet.”

“Now on the future I can’t say for sure, our technology and research is advancing quite quickly, and although I stated ten years it could be much shorter or much, much longer,” he says leaning back in his chair, “there is no way to tell. Our observation of elite genetics is that it seems to be dependent on the individual on the extent and severity of the changes, let along trying to reproduce that. But perhaps if one could synthesize the source of elite powers then we could make some headway.”

“But I am intrigued, by your questions,” he says with a look that belies a growing intellectual curiosity.

"Well it is a number of things really. We had an encounter.. with an.." tries to put what she thinks of Chaos into perspective. "well the best thing I think that you could define it/him as.. well an entity. There was some hint that I'm some sort of artificially constructed human, designed as some sort of hunter/killer soldier." sighs. "I know it sounds far fetched, and I still don't know what the school has found out about me, but some of the other evidence we saw from that time was that there were.. well.. legions of human constructs like me. And well.. your company's avatar online bears an uncanny simularity to me and you must admit, the stepping stones of what would be required to do what the entity said would be among your own work in gene repair."

 

[Tokiwong]

Karen is shocked at Claire's fervor and slowly shakes her head, she carefully replies, "When I was flying to Mudaba Adin, I was on the aerodyne with Bishop. I didn't know who he was, but we talked about, ... well about our situation, Elites and baselines I mean. He was very nice and didn't sound like a maniacal killer who had just killed millions of people. What he told me about Pantheon doesn't sound like a group that'd kill kids. I ... I just don't know anymore," she shakes her head again, "I still want to be on Legacy but ..."

“You talked to a known terrorist?” Claire replies, “that is way scary, and he didn’t try and kill you or anything? I mean doesn’t Pantheon just kill people, isn’t that what they are all about?”

Cassie

Dr. Whitman listen somewhat intrigued at what she has to say, “So you think that in time, people will have the capability to produce these hunter/killer elites and you believe that this company will pave the ay for that sort of industry?”

He pauses for a moment, “As for the avatar, I designed it after my late daughter, Samantha,” he says wistfully, “she died last year in a drunk driving accident.”

Bangkok

Ryan takes a single Lethal hit, and is Stunned. It is now Mark’s turn…