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Post by D'Anna on Feb 18, 2013 23:48:29 GMT -6
D'Anna was so enveloped in her projection, that she barely heard the voice that spoke out to her. The vision of a beautiful forest with singing birds soon faded from her sights, and she looked up to see their newest arrival standing in front of her.
Uncrossing her legs, the Three stood and offered a simple smile. "Welcome to the 109, brother. I am D'Anna. And I would be more than happy to show you to some quarters. D folded her arms over her chest, taking a moment to look the man over, wondering what his story was. "Can you tell me a little about yourself, Viktor? What was it that caused your download?" She wondered if he had met a horrid death, as she had on many occasions.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2013 23:12:32 GMT -6
Hearing the woman speaking to him, Viktor turned his full attention to her. "Welcome to the 109, brother. I am D'Anna. And I would be more than happy to show you to some quarters.""D'Anna, it is a pleasure to meet you. Some quarters would be excellent" Viktor said as he took her hand into his. He stood there for a moment looking into D'Anna's eyes, before she spoke again. "Can you tell me a little about yourself, Viktor? What was it that caused your download?"Viktor stood there thinking back for a few minutes. He knew that they could share projections with one another and decided that it would be better if she seen it for herself. "D'Anna, I feel that in order for you to fully understand who I am and the cause for my download, I need to share this projection with you." Viktor said. Still holding D'Anna's hand, Viktor started the projection with her. Projection Started Viktor exits his quarters and begins heading down the corridor toward the landing bay. He is surrounded by colonial meatsacks and the stench of them is filling his nostrils. He wanted to reach out and begin snapping their necks, but knew that he couldn't. He was on a mission and he could not fail. He had to report to a colonial testing facility to test a new colonial raptor. If all of the tests passed, his mission was to recover the new ship and bring it back to the cylon home world. his secondary mission was to cause as much damage to the colonial battlestar and to take out as many meatsacks as he could.
Once in the landing bay, Viktor was informed that the testing had been postponed due to some recent cylon activity around the testing facility. Feeling the frustration building up inside him, Viktor decided to move on to his secondary mission. Viktor moved about the battlestar, slipping in and out of secure areas and placing explosive devices with timers. None of the meatsacks aboard the ship suspected him of being a sleeper cylon. He was well liked by all of the meatsacks, including the commander herself. Viktor finally made his way to an area near the command center of the battlestar and slipped in behind a bulk head. From there, hew made his way to the command center unseen. From his position, Viktor could see that the commander herself was standing at the plotting table going over what appeared to be some kind of intel paperwork. As Viktor began placing the explosive devices, he heard the commander place the battlestar on alert.
Viktor knew that he had to finish quickly and get out of the area before there were to many meatsacks moving about to do so. Placing the last explosive devise, he move back to the bulk head and and exited the area. Heading back to the main entrance to the command center, Viktor was knocked into a bulk head when the battlestar began to shake from explosions. A slight smiled appeared on his face as he got his footing and approached the entrance. Showing his ID, Viktor entered the command center. He stood there for a moment before spotting the commander. Seeing where she was at that moment, Viktor moved closer to her. He pulled out his sidearm and started to take aim at the commander when a meatsack tried to grab him. Viktor threw him to the floor and shot him in the head. As more meatsack came toward him, Viktor began firing off round after round. Taking the lives of all who opposed him.
When Viktor finally reached the commander, he realized that he was out of ammo. He dropped the sidearm and lunged for the commander. Gripping her throat in both of his hands, Viktor began squeezing as the explosive device, behind the command center bulk head, went off. The explosion knocked Viktor and the meatsack commander to the floor. With both hands still around the commander's throat, Viktor could feel her life starting to slip away. He got back to his feet and lifted the commander off the floor and off her feet. As the commander's eyes began to roll back, Viktor felt a sharp pain rifle through out his body. He looked away from the commander's eyes to see that three other meatsacks had entered the command center and was shooting at him.
Still squeezing the commander's throat, Viktor began to laugh loudly. "I am going to take your precious little commander with me to HELL!" Viktor yelled loudly right before everything went dark. Some time later, Viktors eyes snapped open and he noticed that he was on the floor of the command center, but the commander was not there. The only face Viktor could see was the face of a colonial marine commander standing over him. The marine commander was aiming his sidearm at Viktor's head.
Smiling, the marine commander spoke. "You are going to HELL by yourself cylon. You will not take the commander with you. She is safe from you." Viktor glared back into the marine commander's eyes, as if he was burning a hole through the meatsacks head. "I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU!" Viktor yelled as he tried to stand. The smile, on the marine commanders face grew bigger and he placed his sidearm on Viktor's forehead, pulled the trigger and ended Viktor's life.End Projection Dropping D'Anna's hand, Viktor took a step back and gathered himself before speaking. I apologize D'Anna. I wasn't expecting the projection to have that much emotion with it." was all that Viktor said. He stood there quietly while D'Anna gathered herself.
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Post by D'Anna on Mar 1, 2013 0:26:42 GMT -6
It took a moment before D was able to say anything at all. She looked at her hand, wiggling her fingers as she felt a tingling course through her body. That had been the first time, or what she could remember, that another cylon had shared a memory with her. And a happy memory it was not. She felt herself twitch at the vision of the cylon in front of her being gunned down. "There is no need to apologize, Viktor."Projections were an intimate thing amongst cylons, in her mind anyway, and D'Anna felt somewhat honored that Viktor allowed her to see his end. "I would share something of my own, but," D sighed, biting her lip for a moment. Most of her memories, or the ones of death, had been taken from her mind and only a few remained. "I have died many times, and it is not a pleasant thing to remember."Her last day before the last download she experience came to mind. She reached out to take Viktor's hand this time in her own. "If I may?" She closed her eyes and delved into her memory. Projection started... Peeking around the side of the column, D'Anna allowed a smile to creep onto her lips. She'd managed to find her target alone. The Three stepped out and sprinted over to the colonial woman, leaping onto her back and taking her to the ground. She wrapped her arms around the woman's neck, hoping to squeeze the life from the pathetic meatsack.
Her grip loosened as she felt something connect with the back of her head, and D had to blink as he vision clouded over. She released the woman and toppled over to the side, lying on her back and staring up. A small pool of blood began to collect around her head. Her eyes connected with those of the one who'd hit her from behind. A young colonial man, and a pilot by the looks of him. And in his hand, he clenched tightly to a rock.
The man was on top of her before D'Anna had a chance to move, unable to move. She felt the numbness settling in over her body, and smirked up at the pilot. "What are you smiling about, skin job?" the man asked, reaching his arm back to strike her. The Three's smirk widened. "I will find you one day, and you will pay for the lives you have taken. It is Gods will, and I will be your undoing."
Her nose was broken on impact as the man brought the rock down. She could hear the sickening crunch, but refused to cry out in pain. D'Anna soon felt the life slowly leaving her body as the pilot pulled back and made contact to her head once more .... over and over, and over until her breathing stopped.Ended Feeling herself begin to shake, D opened her eyes. She slowly let go of Viktor, holding her breath. The Three finally spoke up, though her voice was weaker this time. "If revenge is what you seek, I will be more than willing to help. But for now, we can get you some suitable living quarters. And a bite to eat, if you are hungry."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2013 1:19:40 GMT -6
Taking a moment to absorb everything he had just seen, Viktor felt his own anger building up more and more. He knew that the time for revenge was very near. For now, Viktor had to channel his anger and keep calm until that time.
Before Viktor could say anything, D'Anna began to speak in a much weaker voice.
"If revenge is what you seek, I will be more than willing to help. But for now, we can get you some suitable living quarters. And a bite to eat, if you are hungry."
"I wouldn't want anyone else at my side, other than you, when our time comes for revenge. Yes, living quarters are a concern. Please lead the way. As far as getting a bite to eat after that, I would be honored if you would join me."
As D'Anna led the way, Viktor followed as they exited the Resurrection area.
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Post by Damon Smith on May 1, 2013 21:04:57 GMT -6
Waking up in a fresh tub, he had nearly drowned before taking hold of the side of the tub. His heart raced, he had Terra by the balls and then it all slipped away and even more he had been taken out by friendly fire which he should have expected. Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, it wasn't working even more he hated defeat by those bipedal apes. He got a basestar to assist yet those Terrans get what only could be was a fortress on treads. Slowly getting up, he wrapped up in a fresh towel, wondering how to break the news to Alex who had been planning this attack for awhile.
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Post by Leyla Pierce on Jul 19, 2013 21:04:58 GMT -6
The lights on one of the resurrection tubs began glowing, and a low humming noise began as the Eight appeared in the goo bath. Leyla could see things flashing before her eyes. Intimate times, things she'd kept hidden away, recent actions and things she couldn't stop herself from doing...
Taking a deep breath as she emerged from the goo, the young cylon woman looked around the room as her vision finally began to come back to her. "Hello?" Leyla wasn't even sure what ship she was on. Living amongst humans for so long, she knew basically nothing about her own kind now. Finding no one else in the room and not wanting to be alone, Leyla found some clothes, got dressed, and wandered out into one of the corridors.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2013 20:15:38 GMT -6
In the tub lays the empty shell of Lily, a sleeper in the Colonials. Memories flash in the mind of the woman until her body jumps alive. Gagging and coughing, Lily looks around to find herself on a Basestar. WHAT THE FRAK! tears run down her cheeks as she remembers what she has done. She screams as she figures out the one thing she disliked the most was who she really was.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2013 20:31:21 GMT -6
Waking up in the resurrection tub, he held onto the side as he lifted up, coughing as he ran his hand through his hair; resurrection for him always seemed to hurt and every time it seemed to hurt a bit more. Trying to shake it off, he spotted one of his Centurions bringing him a towel as he wrapped it around himself after getting up; clearing his throat as the last of his memories flashed to him. Whispering to the Centurion, he knew it was time to meet the sleeper as well as give Ben a tormenting call, walking across the cold deck till he reached Lily's pod. Kneeling down as he wiped away one of her tears, "I know it can be a bit scary resurrecting the first time and even more finding out your the very thing you've been fighting but I'm here if you need me after all, you did save my life and I'm sure Cavil will accept you for the singular reason after all I'm here for that very reason."
Leaning over, he kissed the young woman on her forehead before noticing his Centurion walking away to perform his orders knowing that it would never understand the sacrifice that the models make during resurrection.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2013 20:41:22 GMT -6
Lily looks at the Seven she saw in the brig, I am guessing you were a sleeper at one point then. She looks around the tub, looking at the goo that covers her body. She takes a deep breath, trying to process all that was going on around her. Saved your life? You were in the brig... they were going to kill you? Lily has gotten confused with all of this. She was a very loyal member of the Colonials and now here is she, in the resurrection tub with Centurions and other models around her.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2013 20:52:29 GMT -6
"No," placing his hand on hers as he whispered to her, "I've never been a sleeper though I did suggest the idea to Cavil a long time ago encase I failed at destroying the Colonies," grinning he knew it was a brilliant idea but he could never plan on the Colonials being smart enough to be alive. Setting down a spare towel on the tub for her, "Death, no, but I do have valuable information to end this war starting with the Terran forces on my home world followed by everyone else you could say I was their treasure trove and I have to thankful to you for killing me."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2013 13:17:44 GMT -6
Lily grabs the towel, And what of this Rebecca Murphy... what does she have to do in all of this? I overheard her and the FA fighting in his office. She stands and steps out of the tub, wraps the towel around her, and looks around the room. I had orders to free you from the humans. My old memories came before the most recent. A woman ordered me to bring you here. She looks at the Centurions, the metal shiny and bright. Such beautiful creatures these are. Much like the ones the Terrans created.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2013 15:13:43 GMT -6
Ending his projection with Rebecca, he grinned as he ordered in one of the Terran Centurions which had been reprogrammed, "Rebecca made you a sleeper but she was originally a sleeper I programmed," moving closer to her as he whispered to her, "she also forwarded orders for you to stick close to me. I have decades of experience I can give you and maybe before she gets here we can move even closer since you did free me and thus freed yourself from the humans who will be soon kneeling to us," staying close as he spotted the Terran Centurion handing over robes with one of his own Centurions nearby, "I'm sure you've heard how unhackable Terran technology is well me and Marcus are the only Sevens that have managed to do just that and pretty soon our plan will be in motion."
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Post by Damon Smith on Sept 8, 2013 15:53:05 GMT -6
Walking in with his fine suit and overcoat, Marcus could never step away from the fine Terran suits considering they were not just comfortable but made the user feel rather important. Marcus had been monitoring the success of the Terran SF's and Marines on their Home World, all he could think about was how lucky they were to pull millions of Centurions off world at the last second to prepare for this trap which would hopefully go off soon since the enemy had 60% of the planet to themselves with an impressive blockade. It wasn't easy hacking into not just the Centurions but tactical pad network which leads to the advance Terran networks, soon it would all be crashing down leaving Terra just like any other colony, fair game for Cavil and his forces. Spotting the young woman, he handed over a tactical pad with the current number of turned Terran Centurions before ordering the current Centurion to leave as he turned his attention to the woman; "Marcus Septiņi which is Gondawan for Seven, I'm a copy of Alex except Cavil improved me to have less human emotions," grinning as he placed his hands behind his back, "since Yogi has arrived to our Home World, SF movement has slowed which suggests they're building bases but we should know more in a few hours."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2013 12:11:23 GMT -6
Cherise, Cherise Lily. From what I hear, that is their plan. She ties her towel around herself and walks over to the shower area. She cleans up quickly and finds a leather outfit.She turns back to the Seven brothers and takes the tactical pad. So what's the plan then? Wait until we know for sure they have set up base?
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2013 15:20:33 GMT -6
Walking over to the lockers, he found that Marcus had left him an interesting black suit with overcoat and all as he changed into it; slipping on his black gloves as he headed back over to Lily. Watching her snatch the tactical pad from Marcus, he grinned before walking over to flip on a timer which still has 3 days on it; "Marcus has planted a complex virus into the tactical pad network and the SF networks inside of Atlantis so in 3 days, their entire network will be crashing down and open to the invasion," running his hands along her leather outfit, "for now, what do you do for fun my dear."
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