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Documentation of their Crimes
Relacor recently took over a neutral territory in Zandora. They claimed it was for expansion, which is fair enough, but they listed 50,000 people as a resistance against their forces.
These 50,000 people, which they also mentioned as "flora and fauna" were normal people. Men, women, and children. There were maybe 4,000 combat-ready personnel in that number.
Fuck Relacor. Fuck the Corporate Kingdom of Aeterna.
And especially, fuck King Relacor IV. He is no king. He is a capitalistic, imperialistic tyrant.
He personally killed my child in front of me.
Fuck Relacor.
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Retrieval (3)
Our helo had to leave him. His radio mast was broken, even though Adam said he repaired it. We couldn't land anyway, since the landing pad was absolutely covered in animal carcasses.
We heard radio static come in originally, so Jazza rushed over to the station and adjusted the frequency a bit, fiddling with all the knobs. I don't know how any of that works. Eventually, though, she got wind of Adam Lirkin, the researcher sent by the higher-ups to do research in the barren areas of the eastern forest.
He put out an evac call a little early. Maybe he already finished his research, or something. We prepped, got the helo ready and set off.
It was a couple days to the evac site, so we had to take a few refuelling and rest stops, but we got there before his deadline. The forest seemed eerily quiet, and I thought I saw a bear's body in the water. I wasn't sure though. Maybe it was ice and I saw a reflection.
I mentioned it to the others, but Liam noted that it was summer. The lake shouldn't be frozen over.
We had a lot of trouble finding the site, to be honest. Relacor gave us a botched map but said we'll get ‰200 compensation. So, it's okay.
We got there.
Animal bodies were lining the trees, the frozen over lake, the research building, everywhere. Adam couldn't have done this.
Our helo had to leave him. His radio mast was broken, even though Adam said he repaired it. Another animal probably broke it. We couldn't land anyway, since the landing pad was absolutely covered in animal carcasses. I feel so, so bad about leaving him there to die. I feel guilty. I knew I should've sent him with more supplies.
I think he had a family. Wife and a child.
... Fuck. I'm gonna have to break the news to them. I'm the wellbeing liaison.
If we didn't have that botched map, maybe we could've got there earlier.
Fuck Relacor.
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Relacor's Crimes (4)
-- TRANSCRIPT FROM THE THIRD CIVIL WAR --
Relacor's near us. Our militia's running out of time, supplies and ammunition.
They're going around hunting the civilians down. They're sparing noone.
Not the men. Not the women.
Not the children.
Sounds of screaming, flames crackling, buildings collapsing.
Their mechanised regiment is getting closer.
I don't have much time to keep documenting their war crimes. Their cruelty.
Please, find Adam and tell him I love h-
Oh... Oh, God, no...
God help us.
Shots fired. Flames roar towards the microphone.
Silence.
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Historical Document - Thinly Veiled Conscription Notice (1)
I found this in those buried archives underneath Relacor's temple. DO NOT TELL THEM I HAVE THIS.
MANDATORY VIEWING - INATTENTION WILL NOT BE TOLERATED
The Relacor Private Military Corps need YOU!
Under threat of hostile invasion, Aeterna's RPMC need men and women willing to fight on the front lines, and even more to directly support those on the front lines!
King Relacor IV is putting out an incentive for willing and eligible members of society to join the Forces, with monetary compensation of ‰300 (300 Aers) and repossession of personal belongings in case of non-enrolment.
This is NOT a conscription, but we urge you to join for your King, God and Saviour, King Relacor IV!
Long Rule Relacor!
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Intercepted Relacor National Advertisement
Relacor is your saviour.
We fund the most important events, buildings and people in the country! From hospital beds and treatments to military defense and national security, Relacor is the corporation for your needs.
We offer only the highest quality services for our beloved citizens of Aeterna, and only the highest level of protection for our beloved King Relacor IV.
This message is brought to you by Relacor.
Authorised by His Grace, King Relacor IV of Aeterna.
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Her Eyes Were Blue (2)
The rescue helo left me. My supplies ran out days ago, and my only hope is to go out into that freezing cold and try and find something. Anything.
Diana, my daughter. Her eyes are blue. Such a deep, beautiful shade of blue. Almost like cobalt wading in an antarctic sea. Ripples of lighter blue, tiny flecks of amber. She's turning four soon. In nine days, actually. Hopefully I'll have this assignment finished in less. I haven't seen her in weeks, my poor baby. I miss her so much.
The only problem is, I'm starting to run out of food. Which isn't normally a particularly bad problem considering I could hunt for food in the nearby forest. But, uh, I think the research they sent me to do has had an... effect. On the wildlife. The smaller fauna are more aggressive, and the larger keep finding ways to end their own lives. They've willingly stepped into traps I've set for them. They found a cliff that hasn't been reformed yet. One even climbed up a large tree and used my radio mast as a method.
I repaired it, and I called for supplies and evac. My research is mostly done, but with the repercussions on the wildlife, not only will there be ethical issues but I might not be able to hunt for good food much longer. The smaller wildlife have all turned to carrion as a food source, refusing to eat their normal diets. Naturally, the herbivores died first.
I was instructed to light up the landing pad, but the floodlights were damaged by the suicidal animals. They all have some form of remains stuck inside. I let the evac crew know to come in daylight, but I don't know if they recieved it. Comms are patchy.
It's getting colder and colder while waiting for the evac crew. Whatever fucking research the higher-ups made me do has changed this area permanently. All the animals are killing themselves, now. None of the large wildlife are left. Everything's either dead or insane, and I reckon I might be soon. The lake froze over with unnaturally thick ice, so far my drill doesn't pierce. I'll have to ration whatever water I have left. The food's almost run out, too. I've stopped the research a day ago, but the effects seem irreversible. Even the flies buzzing around the corpses of the animals have begun apparently purposefully shocking themselves on one of my broken floodlights. One of the animal's bodies somehow gave the wiring a conduit for it to run, so it's like a massive bug zapper now.
I miss Diana. I miss my wife. I miss my dog. My supplies have run dry, so I can only hope the evac comes soon.
The rescue helo left me. My supplies ran out days ago, and my only hope is to go out into that freezing cold and try and find something. Anything. The lake seems to be solid ice now.
My fingers are turning blue as this is being transcribed. They're turning really, really fucking blue.
Her eyes were blue. I'll never get to see those beautiful blue eyes again.
Fuck you, Relacor.
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TCG Concept
hi lads :D had an idea for a card game concept!
so i started a passion project a few days ago and i thought of the idea:
i'll make it a CARD GAME!!
so, how it works is that everyone starts off as Ordinary. no powers, no weapons, nothing. in phase 1, the training phase, you choose a power, train up and go into dungeons, then phase 2 you either fight others or fight a BBEG :D
more to come!
#tcg#custom tcg#indie games#board game design#board games#tabletop games#card game design#card games#card game development#original concept
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