Again I did a thing. A silly thing, but a thing nonetheless.
Again I did a thing. A silly thing, but a thing nonetheless.
\No I did not, but as always, I am busy with so many other things. But a quick reminder of the holidays:
Yes, if you wondered where I have been the past year, it has been over at Twitch. And this morning I got some wonderful news:
Yes, that is the name of my channel. Feel free to visit and say hi!
ANN News Desk
From Alliance News Desk in Vancouver
September 25, 2197
Nuclear Terrorism Impacts Earth
By Doh-Keun Jung
BUSAN, KOREA-At 11:47 hrs local time. a low-yield nuclear device detonated inside the Shinsegae department store, the largest department store on Earth. The blast obliterated the store and caused significant damage in a 200 meter radius from the detonation point. Rescue operations by local first responders are ongoing, but due to the nature of the attack, the likelihood of survivors remains low. While no official estimates of casualties has been released, experts estimate casualties figures in excess of 10,000 among the visitors and employees across the Centum City complex that houses the store.
While no group has officially claimed responsibility for this attack, major news outlets across Alliance space received the following message a few minutes ago:
Then I saw when the Lamb broke one of the seven seals, and I heard one of the four living creatures saying as with a voice of thunder, “Come.” I looked, and behold, a white horse, and he who sat on it had a bow; and a crown was given to him, and he went out conquering and to conquer.
This passage comes from the christian bible, Revelation 6:1-2, and according to our experts, it is a “calling card” of Death’s Legion, a covert military group linked with similar operations the Traverse and Terminus systems in the past two decades. The Alliance government linked Death’s Legion to several suicide attacks on Milgrom (see: Suicide Attacks on Milgrom). If so,this is is a grave escalation of the conflict on the part of Libertas’ embattled regime. No word yet on what measures, if any, the Alliance will take in response to these events.
Captain’s Quarters, SSV Kurks, In orbit around Moros, Sphinx System, Argos Rho Cluster, Attican Traverse, September 25, 2197
Admiral Shepard face filled the screen in front of me, “Are you sure?”
“It had all the hallmarks of a false flag op, sir.”
“Purpose?” he asked.
“To seed chaos plus rope the Alliance into another crisis.”
“And you think that Cerberus is behind this,” Shepard asked.
“A group that sprang out of nowhere, an attack that was violent but unfocused, and whatever the outcome it would have derailed the Alliance ability to secure a steady source of impact diamonds at a time we are ramping up fighter and ship production. Not to mention put pressure on the Alliance Parliament to launch another military intervention. Who else benefits from that?” I asked, exasperated.
“But you have no proof,” Shepard said.
“Not at the moment, and to be honest, sir, wasting our time patrolling the outer reaches of this system is not helping. I need to get out there and find answers, and this ship, and it’s crew, are my best tool to do that,” I said.
“I know how feel, commander, but we have to- wait one,” Shepard raised a finger, “I think you should see this.”
The screen split. Shepard was on the left, an ANN reporter on the right. He newscaster stood on a street corner, a thick column of smoke rose to the sky behind him.
“This is Doh-Keun Jung, reporting from the Korean city of Busan. Earlier today, as shoppers filled the Shinsegae department store, part of the Cetum City district of Busan, a massive explosion, followed by a mushroom cloud engulfed the whole of the shopping district,” said the reporter, his shaky hand pressed to his ear. The image cut away to a street level shot of the large department store, a sudden flash, then the image cut out, followed by a long distance shot of a mushroom cloud that hovered over the city.
“So far no one has claimed responsibility for the attack, the first nuclear act of terrorism on Earth since The North American Civil War.” The reporter looked at his omni-tool, ‘Wait, we are now receiving a message from ANN headquarters in Vancouver from a group claiming to be connected to the attack and I quote ‘When the Lamb broke the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature saying, “Come.” I looked, and behold, an ashen horse; and he who sat on it had the name Death; and Hades was following with him. Authority was given to them over a fourth of the earth, to kill with sword and with famine and with pestilence and by the wild beasts of the earth’ unquote.”
Shepard’s face hardened, “New orders, commander. Find those responsible and eliminate the threat.”
“Understood. Commander Thompson-Ramos out.”
ANN News Desk
From Alliance News Desk in New Arcturus Station
September 22, 2197
Suicide Attack on Milgrom
By Lisa Grey Mathews
MILGROM, BEKENSTEIN– A group of suicide bombers supported by a mercenary force attacked various targets in the colonial capital of Milgrom, Bekenstein. The attack started with a coordinated series of suicide truck bombings directed at key targets, among them the local Alliance military garrison, several police/militia precincts and the base of the Milgrom’s Special Police Force, the elite anti-terrorist unit of the Milgrom Police Department. In a second wave of attacks key buildings were targeted, including the Loveless Convention Center, the Karlotta Alfaro Concert Hall, and City Hall. In spite of the violence of the attack, an ad hoc group of private security, local police, and Alliance marines repulsed the second wave of attackers at great losses to both sides. Early estimates put the casualties at over 300. The attacks coincided with the first meeting of the Liberta’s Action Committee, a group of Libertas opposition parties organized by the Alliance Parliament as a united front against the Libertas current government.
ANN military sources pointed the finger at Death’s Legion, a group of suicide commandos employed by the Theocracy against it’s external enemies. The Legion has been linked to bloody attacks on criminal organizations such as pirate bands and terrorist operating in the Verge, as well as rival planetary governments beyond Citadel controlled space. It seems that they shifted their operations toward Citadel space as retaliation for the Alliance blockade of their colony world (SEE: Alliance Blockades Libertas).
Azure, Nos Astra, Illium, A few days after the destruction of the Alpha Relay…
As much as he loved the Normandy, his ship, Shepard longed for a quiet moment in the sun, without bullets buzzing overhead or explosions tearing down the scenery. A quiet moment to feel the wind brush against his skin as it did back on Mindoir, before the batarians came.
He hated them for a longest time. They were the slavers that killed his family and destroyed his home. He joined the Alliance to get some payback and found it in another quite place, Elysium. And like Elysium, the people on the aircars that crossed the Illium sky,commuting to and from work, or sitting down to dinner somewhere on those lofty spires that formed Nos Astra skyline, and even those watching the news about Aratoht didn’t know what was coming.
Human, you’ve changed nothing. Your species has the attention of those infinitely your greater. That which you know as Reapers are your salvation through destruction.
I woke up this morning in a cold sweat. The nightmare was back, the one with the enormous starship crawling through the Citadel and all my friends turning to dust. Even now I can see it in my mind. Why won’t this stop?”
He held his own at Elysium with a pistol and a prayer. He slowed down the Reaper invasion by sacrificing others; Kaidan at Virmire, the Heretic Geth, and three hundred thousand lives at Aratoht.
Organic life is nothing but a genetic mutation, an accident. Your lives are measured in years and decades. You wither and die. We are eternal, the pinnacle of evolution and existence. Before us, you are nothing. Your extinction is inevitable. We are the end of everything.
Sometimes he wondered if he was doing the Reapers job for them. Killing thousands now to spare them the nightmare that still resided in his head, a vision of the Prothean extinction. He took another swig of beer. In a few days he would turn himself to the Alliance. It would be up to them to deal with it. His career was over.
“Shepard?” came a gentle voice from somewhere over his shoulder.
“I’m here Tali,” he said.
The quarian joined him at the balcony. She took her hand tapping his fingers with hers. Shepard gazed at the opaque face plate. Bright white eyes gazed back at him.
“I just ran my last check of the Normandy‘s systems, Shepard, she is good to go,” she said.
“Are you?” he asked. As much as he wanted her to go with him back to Earth, that was too much by far.
“Almost. Funny, when I first went on pilgrimage I was excited, but all I really wanted to get back home, but now, after what my father did, after talking to Legion…I don’t know. I’m vas Normandy now, Shepard. As much as I know my people need me, I also know that my captain needs me as well,” she said.
“I’ll be fine Tali. My decision, my responsibility as a Alliance soldier and as a Spectre,” he said.
“Bosh’tet! It’s the Council’s fault. Had they listen to you about Saren and the Reapers or about the Collectors, or simply pulled their collective heads out of their-”
He gripped her hand tighter, “Tali.”
“I know, I know, it’s just…”
“Nothing goes according to plan, does it?”
“You had a plan?”
Shepard laughed. He could always count on Tali’s wry humor. When they met she was a bundle of fiery naivete, willing to do whatever it took to defeat Sovereign. Had he not met her on that alley on the Citadel, she probably would have defeated Saren’s assassins by herself and taken a ship to where ever the bastard was hiding and blasted him to kingdom come. Now she was a woman, brave, hyper competent and someone to share a quite moment before the next storm.
“Tali, your people already know the risk. I need them to prepare. We are going to need every ship from every species to stop the Reapers,” he said.
“I know, but the Admiralty board is obsessed with the Geth. I doubt they will listen to me,” she said.
He put his arms around her waist, “Oh I don’t know, you certainly opened my eyes.”
“Yes, you showed me what was really important, what I was fighting for.”
She slipped from his grasp and tiptoed back into the room, “Then maybe I’ll have to remind you again, just so you don’t forget while I’m gone.”
He followed her into the bedroom.