Post by Apillis on Aug 10, 2010 23:44:26 GMT -5
Name: Juliet
Original Name: Alice Webb
Race: Human
Age: 26
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 125lbs.
Birth place: Galactic City, Coruscant
Appearance: Something of a pretty face when looked upon, though the entirety of her natural visage is seldom ever seen given her constant posing as other people. Though her "natural" appearance is her possessing vivid blue-hazel eyes, rakish dark reddish brown hair with white dyed highlights, and a soft dark skinned complexion; also she has a notable small scar on the right side of her upper lip. But it all may change pending on who she decides to become. The woman is a very sleek, lean, and tone specimen, not all that unlike the other specimens that Green Meadows has molded. What she wears is constantly changing, often to whomever she is posing as. But even outside of her posing as other people, she never wears the same thing or same style or fashion, she does not have a constant in how she is dressed. Only when the person she has assumed has a consistent manner of dress does she pick up such a routine herself.
Personality: It would not be inaccurate to say she is a bit of a staid personality. Years of emotional suppression and elimination has lead her to be a near empty emotional husk despite the chip's effects on her being nearly gone. Yet, contradictorily to this, when experiencing emotion it is an alien thing to her, naturally do to her past conditioning; thus when experiencing it -- it is without or little control or constraint. Much like a child who still struggles to regulate thoughts and feelings and guage their emotions, it is much the same for Juliet as she has not felt such a thing for as long as she can remember. After all, she was taught to mimic emotions to seeming perfection, not to truly experience them.
Her personality is a near blank slate as she is only gradually beginning to discover it herself. From time to time a sort of solemn and insightful perspective shines through, but seemingly consistantly humorless as the very staid core of her persists. Her mind proving to be far too conditioned to being no one, like a blank video tape--needing to have something recorded upon to reflect a person, otherwise there is just nothing but static. Only now is she finding glimmers of a person that had been recorded over and over again, and nearly erased--nearly entirely lost within the static and the whitewash of her mind.
Profession: Fringer (Former GM Assassin)
Equipment:
Semi-Auto Handgun (Slugthrower)
Vibroknife
Spiked-Knuckles
Slicing Kit
Skills:
- Mimicking
- Disguises
- Identification Forgery
- Chameleon Acting (Can literally convince herself that she truly is whom she is posing as.)
- Organization Infiltration
- Improvisation
- Alter Voice Pitch/Sound
- Security Slicing (limited)
[/li][li] Handguns
- Maintenance/Care
- Operation
- Repair
- Improvement
- Debilitation
[/li][li] Piloting
- Speeder Bikes
- Speeders
- Shuttles
- Light Freighters
- Freighters (limited)
[/li][li] Droids
- Programming/Reprogramming
- Repair (limited)[/li][/ul]
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 8
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 9
Leadership: 1
Unarmed: 7
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 7
Specialized Combat Skill: Single Handgun (Slugthrower): 9
Specialized Non-Combat Skill: Undercover Operations: 8
Alignment: -1
Ship Name: Vermisst (clickyclicky)
Droids:
Sentinel Droid Mark IV (damaged) (clickyclicky) (Largely having lost its combat funtionality from suffering heavy damage, Juliet was able to repair it enough and give it reasonable enough programming to serve as a moderate co-pilot. Much like "Jim" and the Vermisst Juliet has reprogrammed the droid to serve her and only her with numerous locked intergrated sleeper security programs under voice command password sequences to make certain it remains under her control.)
"Jim" (clickyclicky)
Bio:
Datalog: GMUOA 10th Program, Juliet
Subject: Alice Webb
Program Lead: Dr. Miklos Nyiszli
Project Log 001:
Our little child gatherers finally brought in a subject I think will work for what I have in mind for the GMUOA 10th Program. She will be our Juliet. The girl's name was Alice Webb, but that will all change now. Whomever her parents were they abandoned at one of the orphanages in Coruscant slums when she was still an infant. All the better.
She is only three years old, so her mind is still very malleable, and is a very healthy human specimen for her age. We have already gone about the process of erasing her mind, and installing her chip. Whatever that slum was beginning to shape her into being will be purged, and what will be left is the blank canvas for us to paint her into being what we want her to be.
She is our Juliet.
~ Dr. M Nyiszli
Project Log 074:
Looking back over the project logs over the past six years, I have to say, I am very pleased with how Juliet is being shaped. There is a sharp little mind in that girl, thankfully -- otherwise everything we are attempting to accomplish with her would be superfluous. Simple education and training she is taking to fairly easily, why I even dare say if she were cursed with a "normal life" she could easily become an A-student within her class. But her life here as part of the GMUOA 10th Program, she will have a far higher existence--she will be made into one of our superior beings.
The trainer, James Ulder, who has taken on the task of training her martially and teaching her the more militaristic applications beyond academia, says she is very receptive -- an "abstract strategist" he says. Whatever nonsense that means. But, when asked if she is developing in her training to fulfill the demands of the GMUOA 10th Program, his response is always a very confident affirmative. The company has enough confidence in his judgment, background and abilities, and so I will, too.
In a couple years, she should be ready for us to increase the intensity of her training to more a direct course to fulfill the very goal of GMUOA 10th Program. So many assassins and spies are trained to bypass, sneak by, avoid, get around, or all out evade security measures. Our goal with Juliet will turn all of that on its head. Her infiltration purpose will not simply be her evading, she will become them. To use security measures of a target to eliminate the target. This takes assassination from being a calculated tactic, to--well, to be melodramatic--an artform.
~ Dr. M Nyiszli
Project Log 151:
To think 12 years have gone by since we obtained our Juliet, her training and molding has been going as hoped for. We got a little behind on having her undergo the procedures to enhance her physical body. Her education has been going splendidly, and just what I like she has a strong aptitude for methodology, logic and reasoning skills. Perfect exactly what is required for measuring what or who to assume herself as while infiltrating an organization in all manner of forms. We spent a little extra time on making certain her understanding for social manipulation and adopting new personalities was thorough and up to par with the GMUOA 10th Program's designs before furthering anymore alterations to her. So, her undergoing the enhancements for her physical make-up to extend her physical prowess and aptitude wound up getting a little behind. All has been rectified thus far, though. As I type this she is undergoing the required surgeries.
In a few more months when she turns 16 we will have her undertake the Off-World Survival test. I cannot help but be somewhat apprehensive about it, she is a mimic to extremes, which is devised in manipulating and controlling personale of an organization to eliminate her target. This will place her in a situation where none of that exists. Although, Mr. James Ulder, her trainer assures me that it will not be an issue as he has been training to kill with silence and stealth, terrain does not factor for a trained assassin taught to adapt. I have to say I find myself encouraged by his faith in Juliet's success. We have gone about setting her enhancements greatly increase her speed, agility, and raw physical strength as requested by Mr. Ulder.
He often seems to train Juliet if not with ranged weaponry but unarmed combat. I have to confess I am not so certain about his belief in that if the opponent lacks a firearm and so does the assassin, rather than reach for a melee weapon it is best to strike at them before the have the opportunity. I would think it would depend upon the variables, but he is the professional assassin and not I, so perhaps there is a certain method he may be aware of where this logic of his is sound. As a precaution, given several missions may lead to infiltrating starships, I think we should begin also training her in such fields. She will not possess near the ability those Green Meadows subjects who are specializing in piloting skills. Nevertheless, that is not the point, simple practicality in my mind demands it.
Honestly, I think the real trouble with all of this is the human factor for manipulating others to make them believe what she wants them to believe of her. Droids are the simply factor, technology can be altered and changed to be used however the one with the knowledge to reprogram it to serve them wants it to. Sentient life is far more complicated, and Mr. James Ulder seems to be doing a good job in teaching Juliet how to take advantage, redirect and strategize her acting to blend sleamlessly with personale, and security protocols. Still -- sentients do not always act as you would like them to, react as you hope them to, and bend to your designs as you want them to. Their element for failure and success also is not always up to imperical data by way of statistics. There is always a variable that bungles up the equation.
~ Dr. M Nyiszli
Project Log 163:
The additional training I requested to further solidify Juliet's abilities set us back several months in her taking the Off-World Survival course. But I do not regret a second of it given the results of Juliet's performance out there. We may have only given her very basic training to use knives and whatnot, but she still managed to hunt and kill some of the unsavory predatory wildlife of Dxun--with her bare hands. In no small part to Mr. James Ulder's training her in hand to hand combat. A predator hunting other predators, I rather like that. I have to again tip my hat off to Mr. James Ulder, though. His confidence in Juliet's abilities certainly was not misplaced as for the few weeks Juliet was on Dxun alone, she did not faulter in the least. Albeit, had she faultered, that means she would have failed to survive.
It has been many years now, and I have to say--when comes to weaponry Mr. James Ulder chose to keep it understandably practical. She has been trained to be an expert with a single handgun. Easily concealable, good at close range, including point blank--just what an infiltration specialitist posing as--say--one of the target's entourage and/or bodyguards. His logic given these assassins Green Meadows is developing are essentially super-human, we may as well take advantage of that. Thus combining her ability to become near anyone added to her utterly lethal short-range capabilities using a handgun married with her hand to hand combat talents, she is being molded into the perfect assassin.
Honestly, I do not care that the GM assassin's specifically trained in hand to hand combat will outshine. It is superfluous, with her speed and strength interwoven with her hand to hand combat ability being on par of a special forces soldier--it is glorious. With her beyond human physical aptitude, she has been able to step beyond what an ordinary human professional soldier can do, and entered the realms of a super-assassin's ability. Which lives up to the very standards of what Green Meadows has sought to do with these young boys and girls.
But all of this is just prelude, the real test for proving GMUOA 10th Programs success comes with the success of actual field work. Green Meadows has had several requests from clients, and next month I will seek out suitable missions in which Juliet's unique abilities will be apt to be put to task. That will mark just how vicious and efficient an assassin trained to become damn near anyone out there and manipulate a target's own people into believing she is whoever she wants them to believe she is, can be.
Project Log 236: Mission 086: Audio Recording... File Corrupted... Playing
Dr. Nyiszli's voice: It never ceases to amaze me how well our little project came out. The best method of infiltration is not bypassing security systems and detail to strike at a target. It is becoming the target's very own security detail and entourage for the assassin to eliminate them. In a way it is as if the target's own people become the weapon against them. Perhaps her acting peculiar the last couple months have just been in m-- ***pause... concerned tone*** Did she already kill the scientist?
Assistant's voice: ***typing at the Project 10 command console... uncertain tone*** I... think so? I'm not sure, I lost track of her on the ship.
Dr.Nyiszli's voice: ***angrered tone*** How could you lose track of her?! She's only on a light freighter!
Assistant's voice: ***fearful tone*** I don't know! She's locked out the ship's security camera visuals on my end! ***more rapid typing at the command console*** I can't get into anything to monitor the situation, it's completely locked out!
Dr.Nyiszli's voice: ***dismayed tone*** She is under implicit instructions to keep a line between us so we can monitor the mission! What the hell is she doing?!
Mr. Ulder's voice: It's like with the others... Her RELIC has deteriorated enough she has freewill. She's been acting odd the past few months... little delayed responses... slightly less succinct action... tiny ideosyncracies... Nothing too outrageous... at least... not enough to raise any real flags. She's just been biding her time, I think. Right now it's kind of like the others, complete severing of communication--she's going rogue.
Dr.Nyiszli's voice: ***loud thud... loud screaming*** JULIET!!!
Juliet's voice: Mission Accomplished. Mission Objectives: Fulfilled. Mission Parameters: Exceeded. Green Meadows Undercover Operations Assassin 10th Program: Failure. Subject: Freedom Obtained... Goodbye, Jim... Communication: Ceased.
Dr.Nyiszli: ***furious screaming*** JULI-- ***cut off***
RP Sample:
The shuttle bay 0224 of Duwani Mechanical Products main factory within the Works of Coruscant an L-Wing light freighter awaits clearance to take off with their new prototype HK-80 unit sealed away within the cargo-hold. Its creator, Dr. Seni, merely lounging within his designated quarters within the L-Wing, and the schematics for the new HK-80 unit sealed away within a heavily secure and locked suit case, handcuffed to the old man's wrist.
The L-Wing possessed several Sentinel Droid Mark IVs patroling the ship's halls as well as two standing stationary at either side of the good doctor's quarters on-guard. One human elite security guard sat within the doctor's quarters with him to project, and another remained on-guard within the cargo hold with the HK-80 unit itself as well. Two human pilots and one human navigator within the cockpit of the vessel sat boredly still awaiting clearance. It was strange that the tower had been so silent for the past few minutes as their end of the factory had no traffic. Everything was cleared out to make this shipment as smooth and secure as possible. Numerous spies from rival companies have attempted to get ahold of the droid and its schematics, and even kidnap/assassination attempts on the good doctor have been made. The company felt it best to at last move everything to a far more protected and confined area where the company held more control. To say there was no tension in the air because of all this, would be to tell a lie.
Suddenly on the holo-monitor at the pilot's console a text scrolled through granting clearance for take off. The pilot arched a brow finding a bit odd that someone in the tower did not simply inform them of their clearance over the com-system. Clearance was given, though, and the pilot was just pleased to finally take off and leave the place. Once the L-Wing finally got moving there was a slight relief throughout the passagers and crew as everything seemed to going just fine.
Several hours had passed since leaving Coruscant, and it did begin to dawn on any one until then, something was slightly off. Why has no one tried to contact them to make sure if they were all right? Perhaps it is a simple error. So, he reached to use the communications system to contact the main factory on Coruscant, but... the communications system seemed to be locked out. A strange occurrence. He typed in his security clearance ID, but again the result was the same -- he was denied access. Quite a few more times he tried but each time the security system denied him. Then the navigator tried, the same. Then the pilot tried, and the results each were the same. But it was exactly after the pilots third attempt equating a failure the ships security alarms went off blaring.
It was in this moment one of the elite guards stepped into the cockpit drawing her assault blaster rifle on them. A barrage of blaster fire came from the elite guard's assault rifle gunning down the three crew members. The noise from the cockpit reached the doctor's quarters making the doctor and the guard with him rise from their seats in shock. The guard within the cargo hold hearing the ruckus stood up as well with his assault blaster rifle at the ready as well. The Sentinels outside the doctors room stood at alert scanning the area, but not wavering from their ordered position.
The elite guard within the cockpit turned to the other Sentinel droid as it was making its way to the cockpit. But the Sentinel heading toward the cockpit did not recognize the guard as an intruder--it only recognized her as an ally. She fired several shots at the approaching droid--the impact of the blaster fire ripped the machine apart at the waist. It essentially was severed into two halves disabling the thing completely. The elite guard who was initially guarding the pilot's door, moved from her position. Ripping off a maintenance shaft panel with all the strength one would expect from wookiee, she slipped on inside.
Crawling within the maintenance shaft the elite guard causing all of this was the slim young woman known as Juliet. The maintenance shaft within a light freighter is tight forcing her to lay on her stomach, and within the L-Wing she was just above the cockpit utilizing the small maintenance control panel to slice into the ship's systems as per instructions given to her before the mission. Albeit, it was then she used those instructions given to her to not only hack into the L-Wing's advanced security systems, but to furthermore lock out the Green Meadow's 10th Program administrators from being able to watch her movements from the L-Wing's own security cameras. But she chose to go the extra mile by severing all communication with them as well.
Crawling her way through the tight, narrow maintenance shaft she made her way to the cargo-hold of the L-Wing. Ever so silently she slid the maintenance panel open, and begun to slip out of the maintenance shaft only a couple yards behind the guard as he stood ready with his blaster rifle aimed at the cargo-hold door. There was a dead silence in the air, and even hanging by the ceiling maintenance shaft panel door by one arm--her 5'3" stature was still quite a few inches from the metal floor. Though trained to move as a silent as a cat, she let go of the maintenance shaft panel door and gracefully landing on her feet. With near inaudioable steps she crept up behind the guard.
The action was swift, unforgiving and brutal--Juliet before the guard ever knew what was happening reached around him grabbing hold of the blaster rifle and ripping out of his grip with the strength beyond that of any simple man. Before he could even let out a yell or any form of a syllable--a right cross struck the guard across the face. It may as well have been the vicious strike of a wookiee as his neck snapped under the immensely powerful and precise strike of a trained killer. The guard's lifeless body flopped at her feet as she nonchalantly turned and walked over to the cargo cylinder containing the HK-80 unit.
The activation console panel on the cargo cylinder containing the HK-80 unit, Juliet utilized to slice into the HK-80 unit's systems themselves as she was given instructions as to how to do that as well. Though yet again, she used those instruction for her own purposes now. She begun programming the droid to follow her commands and only hers, and even begun implanting a security sleeper program as an added measure of security to ensure its loyalty to her, and the sleeper program being activated by a voice-activated password which was a Green Meadows project name spelled out completely by the names of the other Green Meadows assassin code names. Once she had altered the HK unit's programming to be precisely as she desired, she activated the droid. The very second the cylinder door slid open it uttered to its new master, "Statement: HK-80 ready to serve, Master."
A smile cracked on that otherwise expressionless visage of Juliet's, "Jim, kill your creator. Destroy your schematics. Eliminate all opposition."
The droid's gleaming red eyes glared at Juliet, "Protest: Master, this unit's rightful designation is HK-80, not Ji--!"
"Jim.", Juliet injected with her own cold glare with bright emerald eyes, "Do as your master commands."
The HK unit was silent for a discontented trice eventually responding with a irritated tone, "Resignation: Very well... Master."
A haughty smirk came to Juliet's lips in that instant as she handed the HK unit the blaster rifle of the guard she had just killed as it never left the hand she used to snatch it away from him. The HK unit without any further protest took the weapon and carried out the mission his master gave him.
As Juliet made her way to the cockpit, she could hear behind her HK-80 eliminating the Sentinels, then blasting away the last guard and finally the dying screams of the doctor--the HK unit's creator--as he was shot to death by his own creation. The final shots she heard she knew to be the schematics for HK-80 being destroyed. By that point in time Juliet had already begun using the L-Wing's pilot's command console to slice into the connections with Green Meadow's Project 10 relay with her own and severe them from once and for all. For only a little while she listened to their befuddlement and bewilderment to what was transpiring until she then uttered her final communication with them, "Mission Accomplished. Mission Objectives: Fulfilled. Mission Parameters: Exceeded. Green Meadows Undercover Operations Assassin 10th Program: Failure. Subject: Freedom Obtained... Goodbye, Jim... Communication: Ceased."
Password: Vornskr
Original Name: Alice Webb
Race: Human
Age: 26
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 125lbs.
Birth place: Galactic City, Coruscant
Appearance: Something of a pretty face when looked upon, though the entirety of her natural visage is seldom ever seen given her constant posing as other people. Though her "natural" appearance is her possessing vivid blue-hazel eyes, rakish dark reddish brown hair with white dyed highlights, and a soft dark skinned complexion; also she has a notable small scar on the right side of her upper lip. But it all may change pending on who she decides to become. The woman is a very sleek, lean, and tone specimen, not all that unlike the other specimens that Green Meadows has molded. What she wears is constantly changing, often to whomever she is posing as. But even outside of her posing as other people, she never wears the same thing or same style or fashion, she does not have a constant in how she is dressed. Only when the person she has assumed has a consistent manner of dress does she pick up such a routine herself.
Personality: It would not be inaccurate to say she is a bit of a staid personality. Years of emotional suppression and elimination has lead her to be a near empty emotional husk despite the chip's effects on her being nearly gone. Yet, contradictorily to this, when experiencing emotion it is an alien thing to her, naturally do to her past conditioning; thus when experiencing it -- it is without or little control or constraint. Much like a child who still struggles to regulate thoughts and feelings and guage their emotions, it is much the same for Juliet as she has not felt such a thing for as long as she can remember. After all, she was taught to mimic emotions to seeming perfection, not to truly experience them.
Her personality is a near blank slate as she is only gradually beginning to discover it herself. From time to time a sort of solemn and insightful perspective shines through, but seemingly consistantly humorless as the very staid core of her persists. Her mind proving to be far too conditioned to being no one, like a blank video tape--needing to have something recorded upon to reflect a person, otherwise there is just nothing but static. Only now is she finding glimmers of a person that had been recorded over and over again, and nearly erased--nearly entirely lost within the static and the whitewash of her mind.
Profession: Fringer (Former GM Assassin)
Equipment:
Semi-Auto Handgun (Slugthrower)
Vibroknife
Spiked-Knuckles
Slicing Kit
Skills:
- Mimicking
- Disguises
- Identification Forgery
- Chameleon Acting (Can literally convince herself that she truly is whom she is posing as.)
- Organization Infiltration
- Improvisation
- Alter Voice Pitch/Sound
- Security Slicing (limited)
[/li][li] Handguns
- Maintenance/Care
- Operation
- Repair
- Improvement
- Debilitation
[/li][li] Piloting
- Speeder Bikes
- Speeders
- Shuttles
- Light Freighters
- Freighters (limited)
[/li][li] Droids
- Programming/Reprogramming
- Repair (limited)[/li][/ul]
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 8
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 9
Leadership: 1
Unarmed: 7
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 7
Specialized Combat Skill: Single Handgun (Slugthrower): 9
Specialized Non-Combat Skill: Undercover Operations: 8
Alignment: -1
Ship Name: Vermisst (clickyclicky)
Droids:
Sentinel Droid Mark IV (damaged) (clickyclicky) (Largely having lost its combat funtionality from suffering heavy damage, Juliet was able to repair it enough and give it reasonable enough programming to serve as a moderate co-pilot. Much like "Jim" and the Vermisst Juliet has reprogrammed the droid to serve her and only her with numerous locked intergrated sleeper security programs under voice command password sequences to make certain it remains under her control.)
"Jim" (clickyclicky)
Bio:
Datalog: GMUOA 10th Program, Juliet
Subject: Alice Webb
Program Lead: Dr. Miklos Nyiszli
Project Log 001:
Our little child gatherers finally brought in a subject I think will work for what I have in mind for the GMUOA 10th Program. She will be our Juliet. The girl's name was Alice Webb, but that will all change now. Whomever her parents were they abandoned at one of the orphanages in Coruscant slums when she was still an infant. All the better.
She is only three years old, so her mind is still very malleable, and is a very healthy human specimen for her age. We have already gone about the process of erasing her mind, and installing her chip. Whatever that slum was beginning to shape her into being will be purged, and what will be left is the blank canvas for us to paint her into being what we want her to be.
She is our Juliet.
~ Dr. M Nyiszli
Project Log 074:
Looking back over the project logs over the past six years, I have to say, I am very pleased with how Juliet is being shaped. There is a sharp little mind in that girl, thankfully -- otherwise everything we are attempting to accomplish with her would be superfluous. Simple education and training she is taking to fairly easily, why I even dare say if she were cursed with a "normal life" she could easily become an A-student within her class. But her life here as part of the GMUOA 10th Program, she will have a far higher existence--she will be made into one of our superior beings.
The trainer, James Ulder, who has taken on the task of training her martially and teaching her the more militaristic applications beyond academia, says she is very receptive -- an "abstract strategist" he says. Whatever nonsense that means. But, when asked if she is developing in her training to fulfill the demands of the GMUOA 10th Program, his response is always a very confident affirmative. The company has enough confidence in his judgment, background and abilities, and so I will, too.
In a couple years, she should be ready for us to increase the intensity of her training to more a direct course to fulfill the very goal of GMUOA 10th Program. So many assassins and spies are trained to bypass, sneak by, avoid, get around, or all out evade security measures. Our goal with Juliet will turn all of that on its head. Her infiltration purpose will not simply be her evading, she will become them. To use security measures of a target to eliminate the target. This takes assassination from being a calculated tactic, to--well, to be melodramatic--an artform.
~ Dr. M Nyiszli
Project Log 151:
To think 12 years have gone by since we obtained our Juliet, her training and molding has been going as hoped for. We got a little behind on having her undergo the procedures to enhance her physical body. Her education has been going splendidly, and just what I like she has a strong aptitude for methodology, logic and reasoning skills. Perfect exactly what is required for measuring what or who to assume herself as while infiltrating an organization in all manner of forms. We spent a little extra time on making certain her understanding for social manipulation and adopting new personalities was thorough and up to par with the GMUOA 10th Program's designs before furthering anymore alterations to her. So, her undergoing the enhancements for her physical make-up to extend her physical prowess and aptitude wound up getting a little behind. All has been rectified thus far, though. As I type this she is undergoing the required surgeries.
In a few more months when she turns 16 we will have her undertake the Off-World Survival test. I cannot help but be somewhat apprehensive about it, she is a mimic to extremes, which is devised in manipulating and controlling personale of an organization to eliminate her target. This will place her in a situation where none of that exists. Although, Mr. James Ulder, her trainer assures me that it will not be an issue as he has been training to kill with silence and stealth, terrain does not factor for a trained assassin taught to adapt. I have to say I find myself encouraged by his faith in Juliet's success. We have gone about setting her enhancements greatly increase her speed, agility, and raw physical strength as requested by Mr. Ulder.
He often seems to train Juliet if not with ranged weaponry but unarmed combat. I have to confess I am not so certain about his belief in that if the opponent lacks a firearm and so does the assassin, rather than reach for a melee weapon it is best to strike at them before the have the opportunity. I would think it would depend upon the variables, but he is the professional assassin and not I, so perhaps there is a certain method he may be aware of where this logic of his is sound. As a precaution, given several missions may lead to infiltrating starships, I think we should begin also training her in such fields. She will not possess near the ability those Green Meadows subjects who are specializing in piloting skills. Nevertheless, that is not the point, simple practicality in my mind demands it.
Honestly, I think the real trouble with all of this is the human factor for manipulating others to make them believe what she wants them to believe of her. Droids are the simply factor, technology can be altered and changed to be used however the one with the knowledge to reprogram it to serve them wants it to. Sentient life is far more complicated, and Mr. James Ulder seems to be doing a good job in teaching Juliet how to take advantage, redirect and strategize her acting to blend sleamlessly with personale, and security protocols. Still -- sentients do not always act as you would like them to, react as you hope them to, and bend to your designs as you want them to. Their element for failure and success also is not always up to imperical data by way of statistics. There is always a variable that bungles up the equation.
~ Dr. M Nyiszli
Project Log 163:
The additional training I requested to further solidify Juliet's abilities set us back several months in her taking the Off-World Survival course. But I do not regret a second of it given the results of Juliet's performance out there. We may have only given her very basic training to use knives and whatnot, but she still managed to hunt and kill some of the unsavory predatory wildlife of Dxun--with her bare hands. In no small part to Mr. James Ulder's training her in hand to hand combat. A predator hunting other predators, I rather like that. I have to again tip my hat off to Mr. James Ulder, though. His confidence in Juliet's abilities certainly was not misplaced as for the few weeks Juliet was on Dxun alone, she did not faulter in the least. Albeit, had she faultered, that means she would have failed to survive.
It has been many years now, and I have to say--when comes to weaponry Mr. James Ulder chose to keep it understandably practical. She has been trained to be an expert with a single handgun. Easily concealable, good at close range, including point blank--just what an infiltration specialitist posing as--say--one of the target's entourage and/or bodyguards. His logic given these assassins Green Meadows is developing are essentially super-human, we may as well take advantage of that. Thus combining her ability to become near anyone added to her utterly lethal short-range capabilities using a handgun married with her hand to hand combat talents, she is being molded into the perfect assassin.
Honestly, I do not care that the GM assassin's specifically trained in hand to hand combat will outshine. It is superfluous, with her speed and strength interwoven with her hand to hand combat ability being on par of a special forces soldier--it is glorious. With her beyond human physical aptitude, she has been able to step beyond what an ordinary human professional soldier can do, and entered the realms of a super-assassin's ability. Which lives up to the very standards of what Green Meadows has sought to do with these young boys and girls.
But all of this is just prelude, the real test for proving GMUOA 10th Programs success comes with the success of actual field work. Green Meadows has had several requests from clients, and next month I will seek out suitable missions in which Juliet's unique abilities will be apt to be put to task. That will mark just how vicious and efficient an assassin trained to become damn near anyone out there and manipulate a target's own people into believing she is whoever she wants them to believe she is, can be.
Project Log 236: Mission 086: Audio Recording... File Corrupted... Playing
***Several minutes of static***
Dr. Nyiszli's voice: It never ceases to amaze me how well our little project came out. The best method of infiltration is not bypassing security systems and detail to strike at a target. It is becoming the target's very own security detail and entourage for the assassin to eliminate them. In a way it is as if the target's own people become the weapon against them. Perhaps her acting peculiar the last couple months have just been in m-- ***pause... concerned tone*** Did she already kill the scientist?
Assistant's voice: ***typing at the Project 10 command console... uncertain tone*** I... think so? I'm not sure, I lost track of her on the ship.
Dr.Nyiszli's voice: ***angrered tone*** How could you lose track of her?! She's only on a light freighter!
Assistant's voice: ***fearful tone*** I don't know! She's locked out the ship's security camera visuals on my end! ***more rapid typing at the command console*** I can't get into anything to monitor the situation, it's completely locked out!
Dr.Nyiszli's voice: ***dismayed tone*** She is under implicit instructions to keep a line between us so we can monitor the mission! What the hell is she doing?!
Mr. Ulder's voice: It's like with the others... Her RELIC has deteriorated enough she has freewill. She's been acting odd the past few months... little delayed responses... slightly less succinct action... tiny ideosyncracies... Nothing too outrageous... at least... not enough to raise any real flags. She's just been biding her time, I think. Right now it's kind of like the others, complete severing of communication--she's going rogue.
Dr.Nyiszli's voice: ***loud thud... loud screaming*** JULIET!!!
Juliet's voice: Mission Accomplished. Mission Objectives: Fulfilled. Mission Parameters: Exceeded. Green Meadows Undercover Operations Assassin 10th Program: Failure. Subject: Freedom Obtained... Goodbye, Jim... Communication: Ceased.
Dr.Nyiszli: ***furious screaming*** JULI-- ***cut off***
***Endless static***
RP Sample:
Escape of the 10th Program
The shuttle bay 0224 of Duwani Mechanical Products main factory within the Works of Coruscant an L-Wing light freighter awaits clearance to take off with their new prototype HK-80 unit sealed away within the cargo-hold. Its creator, Dr. Seni, merely lounging within his designated quarters within the L-Wing, and the schematics for the new HK-80 unit sealed away within a heavily secure and locked suit case, handcuffed to the old man's wrist.
The L-Wing possessed several Sentinel Droid Mark IVs patroling the ship's halls as well as two standing stationary at either side of the good doctor's quarters on-guard. One human elite security guard sat within the doctor's quarters with him to project, and another remained on-guard within the cargo hold with the HK-80 unit itself as well. Two human pilots and one human navigator within the cockpit of the vessel sat boredly still awaiting clearance. It was strange that the tower had been so silent for the past few minutes as their end of the factory had no traffic. Everything was cleared out to make this shipment as smooth and secure as possible. Numerous spies from rival companies have attempted to get ahold of the droid and its schematics, and even kidnap/assassination attempts on the good doctor have been made. The company felt it best to at last move everything to a far more protected and confined area where the company held more control. To say there was no tension in the air because of all this, would be to tell a lie.
Suddenly on the holo-monitor at the pilot's console a text scrolled through granting clearance for take off. The pilot arched a brow finding a bit odd that someone in the tower did not simply inform them of their clearance over the com-system. Clearance was given, though, and the pilot was just pleased to finally take off and leave the place. Once the L-Wing finally got moving there was a slight relief throughout the passagers and crew as everything seemed to going just fine.
Several hours had passed since leaving Coruscant, and it did begin to dawn on any one until then, something was slightly off. Why has no one tried to contact them to make sure if they were all right? Perhaps it is a simple error. So, he reached to use the communications system to contact the main factory on Coruscant, but... the communications system seemed to be locked out. A strange occurrence. He typed in his security clearance ID, but again the result was the same -- he was denied access. Quite a few more times he tried but each time the security system denied him. Then the navigator tried, the same. Then the pilot tried, and the results each were the same. But it was exactly after the pilots third attempt equating a failure the ships security alarms went off blaring.
It was in this moment one of the elite guards stepped into the cockpit drawing her assault blaster rifle on them. A barrage of blaster fire came from the elite guard's assault rifle gunning down the three crew members. The noise from the cockpit reached the doctor's quarters making the doctor and the guard with him rise from their seats in shock. The guard within the cargo hold hearing the ruckus stood up as well with his assault blaster rifle at the ready as well. The Sentinels outside the doctors room stood at alert scanning the area, but not wavering from their ordered position.
The elite guard within the cockpit turned to the other Sentinel droid as it was making its way to the cockpit. But the Sentinel heading toward the cockpit did not recognize the guard as an intruder--it only recognized her as an ally. She fired several shots at the approaching droid--the impact of the blaster fire ripped the machine apart at the waist. It essentially was severed into two halves disabling the thing completely. The elite guard who was initially guarding the pilot's door, moved from her position. Ripping off a maintenance shaft panel with all the strength one would expect from wookiee, she slipped on inside.
Crawling within the maintenance shaft the elite guard causing all of this was the slim young woman known as Juliet. The maintenance shaft within a light freighter is tight forcing her to lay on her stomach, and within the L-Wing she was just above the cockpit utilizing the small maintenance control panel to slice into the ship's systems as per instructions given to her before the mission. Albeit, it was then she used those instructions given to her to not only hack into the L-Wing's advanced security systems, but to furthermore lock out the Green Meadow's 10th Program administrators from being able to watch her movements from the L-Wing's own security cameras. But she chose to go the extra mile by severing all communication with them as well.
Crawling her way through the tight, narrow maintenance shaft she made her way to the cargo-hold of the L-Wing. Ever so silently she slid the maintenance panel open, and begun to slip out of the maintenance shaft only a couple yards behind the guard as he stood ready with his blaster rifle aimed at the cargo-hold door. There was a dead silence in the air, and even hanging by the ceiling maintenance shaft panel door by one arm--her 5'3" stature was still quite a few inches from the metal floor. Though trained to move as a silent as a cat, she let go of the maintenance shaft panel door and gracefully landing on her feet. With near inaudioable steps she crept up behind the guard.
The action was swift, unforgiving and brutal--Juliet before the guard ever knew what was happening reached around him grabbing hold of the blaster rifle and ripping out of his grip with the strength beyond that of any simple man. Before he could even let out a yell or any form of a syllable--a right cross struck the guard across the face. It may as well have been the vicious strike of a wookiee as his neck snapped under the immensely powerful and precise strike of a trained killer. The guard's lifeless body flopped at her feet as she nonchalantly turned and walked over to the cargo cylinder containing the HK-80 unit.
The activation console panel on the cargo cylinder containing the HK-80 unit, Juliet utilized to slice into the HK-80 unit's systems themselves as she was given instructions as to how to do that as well. Though yet again, she used those instruction for her own purposes now. She begun programming the droid to follow her commands and only hers, and even begun implanting a security sleeper program as an added measure of security to ensure its loyalty to her, and the sleeper program being activated by a voice-activated password which was a Green Meadows project name spelled out completely by the names of the other Green Meadows assassin code names. Once she had altered the HK unit's programming to be precisely as she desired, she activated the droid. The very second the cylinder door slid open it uttered to its new master, "Statement: HK-80 ready to serve, Master."
A smile cracked on that otherwise expressionless visage of Juliet's, "Jim, kill your creator. Destroy your schematics. Eliminate all opposition."
The droid's gleaming red eyes glared at Juliet, "Protest: Master, this unit's rightful designation is HK-80, not Ji--!"
"Jim.", Juliet injected with her own cold glare with bright emerald eyes, "Do as your master commands."
The HK unit was silent for a discontented trice eventually responding with a irritated tone, "Resignation: Very well... Master."
A haughty smirk came to Juliet's lips in that instant as she handed the HK unit the blaster rifle of the guard she had just killed as it never left the hand she used to snatch it away from him. The HK unit without any further protest took the weapon and carried out the mission his master gave him.
As Juliet made her way to the cockpit, she could hear behind her HK-80 eliminating the Sentinels, then blasting away the last guard and finally the dying screams of the doctor--the HK unit's creator--as he was shot to death by his own creation. The final shots she heard she knew to be the schematics for HK-80 being destroyed. By that point in time Juliet had already begun using the L-Wing's pilot's command console to slice into the connections with Green Meadow's Project 10 relay with her own and severe them from once and for all. For only a little while she listened to their befuddlement and bewilderment to what was transpiring until she then uttered her final communication with them, "Mission Accomplished. Mission Objectives: Fulfilled. Mission Parameters: Exceeded. Green Meadows Undercover Operations Assassin 10th Program: Failure. Subject: Freedom Obtained... Goodbye, Jim... Communication: Ceased."
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