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05-11-2021, 12:45 AM
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[DOCUMENT ACCESS ATTEMPT RECORDED. PROVIDE SECURITY KEYWORD. ENTRY FAILURE WILL RESULT IN IMMEDIATE DETONATION.]
[KEYWORD: ************] [ENTER]
[KEYWORD ACCEPTED. WELCOME, SYNDICATE COMMAND MEMBER [DATA EXPUNGED]
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[OFFICIAL NANOTRASEN DOCUMENTATION: SECURITY OFFICER 'Nicholas Drake']
[BIO - FORCEFULLY EXTRACTED INFORMATION ACQUIRED BY NANOTRASEN INFORMATION OFFICER '[DATA EXPUNGED]'
[*shuffling can be heard, and muffled yelling slowly fading away in the background* "Start of recording. This sad sop doesn't deserve this, but the eggheads need their documentation. Memories of Nicholas' childhood are a blur. Appeared to have good parents, but grew up having sleep for dinner several nights a week. Seems like being a Drake wasn't a good thing to be. Still isn't. Reaching teenage years, Nicholas had worked odd jobs to try and get money for his family, but nothing stuck. Not having a proper education would do that to you. This is where the bad streak began, right... here. Memories show young Nicholas starting to do shady work. At first, nothing that would get him killed, light thievery and being an accomplice to robberies with most of them being blurred, excited memories full of adrenaline. Didn't seem to be satisfied with being a sidekick on small jobs... began to work toward larger scale work. Dirty mercenary work that would put someone behind bars for a while. Murders, kidnapping, as long as it paid well, he did it. All creds that were made seemed to go directly to an anonymous account which was most likely a family member's account. Questions are a bit blurry, but these are repressed memories... came from his parents, they inquired as to where all the money was coming from. Lying was just part of Nick at this point, and sewing together a nice pretty lie wasn't very hard, as his parents needed the money badly as debts began to pile up. Jobs remained stable, and Nicholas began to make a name for himself in the merc scene as another ruthless, cred hungry murderer with no remorse. Memories show that he decided to pick up a job to assault a colony station orbiting [DATA EXPUNGED] to obtain an experimental AI core, and can you guess who owned that station AND it's employees? NanoTrasen, of course. And this is the whole reason that we're at this point. Any other station, and Nick would just be a blood stain on the floor to be mopped up by some underpaid janitor. But, NanoTrasen are savvy and clever, of course. *a short chuckle can be heard* The assault failed due to NanoTrasen Special Operative intervention, as shown by incident files and Nick's memories of almost being turned into a vegetable. Nicholas' shoddy failsafe implant didn't quite go through, and it only managed to put a golf ball sized hole in his chest, and launch shrapnel up into his jaw. The only reason the NTSO's didn't finish the job was because of direct orders to attempt to capture any members involved. The rest of Nicholas' team were turned into organs, as their failsafe implants weren't made by some guy set up in a back alley. Nicholas was on the verge for months, yet again shown by constant reports and very blurry memories. Heh, he dreamed of being at home while he was out, living a nice life. Isn't that adorable? Well, when he awoke, NanoTrasen strapped him to a cold metal table, and put the spotlights on full blast. Gave him two options, either be forced to work for NanoTrasen as a Security Officer, putting up a façade of kindness and complete joy with NT and ANY stepping out of line would have him and his family executed and erased from the universe, or cut to the chase and have him and his family executed, and their existence erased from the entire universe. You can guess what he chose. End of recording."] [ENTRY DATE: 2034.]
[PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES - UPDATED AUTOMATICALLY]
[HEIGHT: 6' 3" (190.5 CM)]
[WEIGHT: 250 POUNDS (113 KG)]
[BUILD: MUSCULAR, SHOWING SIGNS OF BECOMING OVERWEIGHT.] [NOTE: Need to give him motivation to stay within acceptable limits. Threaten his family if you need to, that one usually works.]
[AGE AS OF (2053): 36]
[MEDICAL DISABILITIES: NARCOLEPSY.] [NOTE: Need to buff this one out, sooner rather than later.]
[DISTINGUISHING FEATURES (FOR REACQUIRING NANOTRASEN ASSETS IN THE CASE OF LOSS): HEAVILY SCARRED JAW. LEFT SIDE OF FACE TERRIBLY DISFIGURED, WITH JAWLINE SHOWING. LARGE, CIRCULAR SCAR LOCATED ON THE CHEST.] [NOTE: He can run, but with his ugly mug... he can't hide.]
[SEX: MALE]
[BLOOD TYPE: AB+]
[SPECIES: SAURIAN]
[IMPLANTS: ELECTROCUTION IMPLANT, NANOBOMB IMPLANT (INJECTED INTO THE BRAIN FOR IMMEDIATE EXECUTION), HEALTH MONITORING IMPLANT, TRACKING IMPLANT.]
[PERSONAL INFORMATION - ANY MENTIONING OF MENTIONED TERMS TO BE MET WITH IMMEDIATE ELECTROCUTION OR EXECUTION]
[PREVIOUS MERCENARY ALIAS: WARHAMMER.]
[FAMILY MEMBERS: BROTHER - ALEXANDER DRAKE (LOCATION: UNKNOWN), [DATA CORRUPTED] - FATHER, [DATA CORRUPTED] - MOTHER]
[NANOTRASEN LOYALTY: SEETHING HATRED.] [NOTE: The façade he has to put on says otherwise. He really loves NanoTrasen!]
[PAST EMPLOYMENT: UNIDENTIFIED MERCENARY GROUP, POSSIBLE MEMORY ERASING DETECTED.] [NOTE: Need to recover the identity of that group, for possible assaults against NanoTrasen property.]
[FORCEFULLY EXTRACTED INFORMATION - KEPT FOR FORCED CONTINUITY - ANY LAPSE IN BEHAVIOR TO BE INVESTIGATED]
[SKILLS: PROFICIENCY WITH FIREARMS, HAND TO HAND COMBAT, AND DISARMING. EXTENSIVE FIRST AID TRAINING.]
[ENJOYS: THE THRILL OF DANGER, THE ADRENALINE RUSH OF COMBAT, AND 'SHOOTING THE SHIT' WITH ASSOCIATES.]
[DISLIKES: LIARS, DRUNKARDS, ABUSE OF POWER, BEING ALONE, AND QUIET SHIFTS.] [NOTE: As well as seething hatred toward NanoTrasen and it's employees. Too bad.]
[JOB ASSIGNMENT: SECURITY OFFICER.] [NOTE: Any other job, and he's removed our implants and dodged our cameras. Move in for the kill.]
[EDUCATION: NONE. ONLY EXTENSIVE MILITARY TRAINING, AND A GENERAL KNOWLEDGE OF MEDICAL PROCEDURES.]
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[END OF ENTRY.]
[LOGGING OUT. HAVE A VERY SECURE DAY, SYNDICATE COMMAND MEMBER [DATA EXPUNGED]
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[Hey, there! Thanks for reading! Here's some additional information!]
[Theme(s): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ri6VfxyDEAc, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uvo-xq8Qiwo,]
[cont. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-eRWMUszi4]
[KEYWORD: ************] [ENTER]
[KEYWORD ACCEPTED. WELCOME, SYNDICATE COMMAND MEMBER [DATA EXPUNGED]
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[OFFICIAL NANOTRASEN DOCUMENTATION: SECURITY OFFICER 'Nicholas Drake']
[BIO - FORCEFULLY EXTRACTED INFORMATION ACQUIRED BY NANOTRASEN INFORMATION OFFICER '[DATA EXPUNGED]'
[*shuffling can be heard, and muffled yelling slowly fading away in the background* "Start of recording. This sad sop doesn't deserve this, but the eggheads need their documentation. Memories of Nicholas' childhood are a blur. Appeared to have good parents, but grew up having sleep for dinner several nights a week. Seems like being a Drake wasn't a good thing to be. Still isn't. Reaching teenage years, Nicholas had worked odd jobs to try and get money for his family, but nothing stuck. Not having a proper education would do that to you. This is where the bad streak began, right... here. Memories show young Nicholas starting to do shady work. At first, nothing that would get him killed, light thievery and being an accomplice to robberies with most of them being blurred, excited memories full of adrenaline. Didn't seem to be satisfied with being a sidekick on small jobs... began to work toward larger scale work. Dirty mercenary work that would put someone behind bars for a while. Murders, kidnapping, as long as it paid well, he did it. All creds that were made seemed to go directly to an anonymous account which was most likely a family member's account. Questions are a bit blurry, but these are repressed memories... came from his parents, they inquired as to where all the money was coming from. Lying was just part of Nick at this point, and sewing together a nice pretty lie wasn't very hard, as his parents needed the money badly as debts began to pile up. Jobs remained stable, and Nicholas began to make a name for himself in the merc scene as another ruthless, cred hungry murderer with no remorse. Memories show that he decided to pick up a job to assault a colony station orbiting [DATA EXPUNGED] to obtain an experimental AI core, and can you guess who owned that station AND it's employees? NanoTrasen, of course. And this is the whole reason that we're at this point. Any other station, and Nick would just be a blood stain on the floor to be mopped up by some underpaid janitor. But, NanoTrasen are savvy and clever, of course. *a short chuckle can be heard* The assault failed due to NanoTrasen Special Operative intervention, as shown by incident files and Nick's memories of almost being turned into a vegetable. Nicholas' shoddy failsafe implant didn't quite go through, and it only managed to put a golf ball sized hole in his chest, and launch shrapnel up into his jaw. The only reason the NTSO's didn't finish the job was because of direct orders to attempt to capture any members involved. The rest of Nicholas' team were turned into organs, as their failsafe implants weren't made by some guy set up in a back alley. Nicholas was on the verge for months, yet again shown by constant reports and very blurry memories. Heh, he dreamed of being at home while he was out, living a nice life. Isn't that adorable? Well, when he awoke, NanoTrasen strapped him to a cold metal table, and put the spotlights on full blast. Gave him two options, either be forced to work for NanoTrasen as a Security Officer, putting up a façade of kindness and complete joy with NT and ANY stepping out of line would have him and his family executed and erased from the universe, or cut to the chase and have him and his family executed, and their existence erased from the entire universe. You can guess what he chose. End of recording."] [ENTRY DATE: 2034.]
[PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES - UPDATED AUTOMATICALLY]
[HEIGHT: 6' 3" (190.5 CM)]
[WEIGHT: 250 POUNDS (113 KG)]
[BUILD: MUSCULAR, SHOWING SIGNS OF BECOMING OVERWEIGHT.] [NOTE: Need to give him motivation to stay within acceptable limits. Threaten his family if you need to, that one usually works.]
[AGE AS OF (2053): 36]
[MEDICAL DISABILITIES: NARCOLEPSY.] [NOTE: Need to buff this one out, sooner rather than later.]
[DISTINGUISHING FEATURES (FOR REACQUIRING NANOTRASEN ASSETS IN THE CASE OF LOSS): HEAVILY SCARRED JAW. LEFT SIDE OF FACE TERRIBLY DISFIGURED, WITH JAWLINE SHOWING. LARGE, CIRCULAR SCAR LOCATED ON THE CHEST.] [NOTE: He can run, but with his ugly mug... he can't hide.]
[SEX: MALE]
[BLOOD TYPE: AB+]
[SPECIES: SAURIAN]
[IMPLANTS: ELECTROCUTION IMPLANT, NANOBOMB IMPLANT (INJECTED INTO THE BRAIN FOR IMMEDIATE EXECUTION), HEALTH MONITORING IMPLANT, TRACKING IMPLANT.]
[PERSONAL INFORMATION - ANY MENTIONING OF MENTIONED TERMS TO BE MET WITH IMMEDIATE ELECTROCUTION OR EXECUTION]
[PREVIOUS MERCENARY ALIAS: WARHAMMER.]
[FAMILY MEMBERS: BROTHER - ALEXANDER DRAKE (LOCATION: UNKNOWN), [DATA CORRUPTED] - FATHER, [DATA CORRUPTED] - MOTHER]
[NANOTRASEN LOYALTY: SEETHING HATRED.] [NOTE: The façade he has to put on says otherwise. He really loves NanoTrasen!]
[PAST EMPLOYMENT: UNIDENTIFIED MERCENARY GROUP, POSSIBLE MEMORY ERASING DETECTED.] [NOTE: Need to recover the identity of that group, for possible assaults against NanoTrasen property.]
[FORCEFULLY EXTRACTED INFORMATION - KEPT FOR FORCED CONTINUITY - ANY LAPSE IN BEHAVIOR TO BE INVESTIGATED]
[SKILLS: PROFICIENCY WITH FIREARMS, HAND TO HAND COMBAT, AND DISARMING. EXTENSIVE FIRST AID TRAINING.]
[ENJOYS: THE THRILL OF DANGER, THE ADRENALINE RUSH OF COMBAT, AND 'SHOOTING THE SHIT' WITH ASSOCIATES.]
[DISLIKES: LIARS, DRUNKARDS, ABUSE OF POWER, BEING ALONE, AND QUIET SHIFTS.] [NOTE: As well as seething hatred toward NanoTrasen and it's employees. Too bad.]
[JOB ASSIGNMENT: SECURITY OFFICER.] [NOTE: Any other job, and he's removed our implants and dodged our cameras. Move in for the kill.]
[EDUCATION: NONE. ONLY EXTENSIVE MILITARY TRAINING, AND A GENERAL KNOWLEDGE OF MEDICAL PROCEDURES.]
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[END OF ENTRY.]
[LOGGING OUT. HAVE A VERY SECURE DAY, SYNDICATE COMMAND MEMBER [DATA EXPUNGED]
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[Hey, there! Thanks for reading! Here's some additional information!]
[Theme(s): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ri6VfxyDEAc, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uvo-xq8Qiwo,]
[cont. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-eRWMUszi4]