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Patriarch
Collaborator
Grieving Father
I abandoned my family, when they needed me the most.
It is a painful memory, one that lingers with me even to this day.
With the new system of our Benevolent Benefactors, I found a way to live.
But memories of the old have started to come alive, even if they are a ploy by my enemies.
I must lead these men and women, those who have been entrusted to me to command.
For the sake of myself and those I hold dear, this mission must succeed...
And then, once all of this is done and my legitimacy has been restored; I shall root out these lies..
Or find my family, that I abandoned...
Collaborator
Grieving Father
I abandoned my family, when they needed me the most.
It is a painful memory, one that lingers with me even to this day.
With the new system of our Benevolent Benefactors, I found a way to live.
But memories of the old have started to come alive, even if they are a ploy by my enemies.
I must lead these men and women, those who have been entrusted to me to command.
For the sake of myself and those I hold dear, this mission must succeed...
And then, once all of this is done and my legitimacy has been restored; I shall root out these lies..
Or find my family, that I abandoned...
Birth Name: Richard Travis Wilde
Nicknames: 'Mister Wilde', 'Captain', 'The American Collaborator', 'Renaissance Man'
Sex: Male
Age: Late 50s
DOB: 1962/04/12
Nationality: American
Place of Birth: Houston, Texas
Current Residence: Unknown
Languages: American English, German, Russian, French
Civil Status: Tier-7 Collaborator
Status: Alive. Sent East to lead an expedition.
Nicknames: 'Mister Wilde', 'Captain', 'The American Collaborator', 'Renaissance Man'
Sex: Male
Age: Late 50s
DOB: 1962/04/12
Nationality: American
Place of Birth: Houston, Texas
Current Residence: Unknown
Languages: American English, German, Russian, French
Civil Status: Tier-7 Collaborator
Status: Alive. Sent East to lead an expedition.
Family Cohesion
Wife: Kirsten Wilde
Family Association: Wife
Civil Status: Deceased
Location: None found.
Subject deceased in Refugee Zone. Unable to provide additional detail.
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Son: Unknown
Family Association: First-born Son
Civil Status: Cohesion contained.
Diligent duty performed within Civil Protection, assigned to Squad Cohesion Codex.
Location: City 13, Paris France. Continental Europe.
Status is Active, loyalty and cohesion contained.
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Daughter: Samantha Kirsten Marie Wilde
Family Association: Daughter
Civil Status: Anti-Civil status confirmed.
Malignancy and derelict of civil status affirmed.
Association with a multitude of anti-social elements.
Failure to amputate and liquidate subject in prior detainment.
Location: Geneva, City Twenty-Four. Continental Europe.
Unknown Status, presumed to be alive.
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Son: Johnathan Jacob Wilde
Family Association: Youngest Son
Civil Status: Anti-Civil status confirmed.
Malignancy and derelict of civil status affirmed.
Location: Colorado, former United States.
Subject detained, presumed dead in collateral accident.
Biological identification not claimed.
Mental Health
Stable
Score (-10 to 10) : +8.5
Disorders & Symptoms
Levels of visibility: High Medium Low
Survivor's Guilt
Personality Alignment
Chaotic Neutral
Personality traits
Renaissance Man, Conformist, Polygot
Mental State:
Hopeful
Traits:
An American Collaborator
It is more than twenty years ago that his family perished during the evacuation of 2005. His desire to relent and submit to solidify his position was only strengthened by the belief of his dead family. Advancing high within the echelons of the new state, his background as a forensic scientist; a wild roamer in Texas and a hobby for science and nature had made Richard Wilde into a well-established Tier-7 Collaborator, operating over a variety of departments across continental Europe, mostly City 13 and then the cities in Germany due to his multitude of abilities and usages for the regime.
His life was his devotion to the Occupant, those who had given him everything. Filling a gaping void in his own traumas. For had it not been he? Who had left them that night ahead, in belief that the evacuation busses would make it in time to pick them up He hadn't been the greatest father, despite his genius.. mostly neglecting them before the war with his interests and life taking priority. Sometimes, he’d think about them... drinking his fancy wine and food, unlike those below. It wouldn't be long however, that the news suddenly dropped.
The appearance of his family had caused a rockade, due to his *apparent* daughter being designated a malingant and an Anti-Citizen in City 24 due to active terrorism against the new state. Angry, either at the loss of his status and his legitimacy within this new hierarchy... then the news of his youngest son, his death in the former United States. His son, designated as an "Anti-Citizen" was transported to an unknown location after a failed attack on a Combine facility and was bound on the razor trains - only for him never to make it there. Labled as dead in the train accident; the status of Richard Travis Wilde had begun to fall from grace.
Being the first to sign himself up, despite his still rather high-rank - he couldn't gamble for it to hold unless proven otherwise. All the while, the thoughts began to gnaw at him, pondering upon his children's sudden appearances after believed them to be dead. Was it all a ploy by rivals? Or had it been a lie? A lie told over and over again, for him to believe... no matter the case, he'd re-establish his prestige and honour with this expedition and then... perhaps seek after these imposters that claim to be his children.
Nightfall
Madness of reason, and reason of madness
Entry I:
We had travelled many days, even weeks until we had reached for what we came for. In the days as we neared our search in this cold and barren landscape, the last tracts of civilisation still stood before us. But once we got closer and closer, we could feel that something was strange. An uneasy feeling of anxiety lingered over me until we found them. The survivors who had lived in this valley, forgotten by man and God alike, lingered with madness one could not grip. Not until you had faced the madness yourself. And we did, we all did. We all faced the madness that soon began to encircle us, like a hunter stalking its prey. We all slept, only to be awaken with the madness that had gripped the survivors the day after. Yet I am able to maintain my senses, I know too - that I am nothing. Stable
Score (-10 to 10) : +8.5
Disorders & Symptoms
Levels of visibility: High Medium Low
Survivor's Guilt
Personality Alignment
Chaotic Neutral
Personality traits
Renaissance Man, Conformist, Polygot
Mental State:
Hopeful
Traits:
An American Collaborator
It is more than twenty years ago that his family perished during the evacuation of 2005. His desire to relent and submit to solidify his position was only strengthened by the belief of his dead family. Advancing high within the echelons of the new state, his background as a forensic scientist; a wild roamer in Texas and a hobby for science and nature had made Richard Wilde into a well-established Tier-7 Collaborator, operating over a variety of departments across continental Europe, mostly City 13 and then the cities in Germany due to his multitude of abilities and usages for the regime.
His life was his devotion to the Occupant, those who had given him everything. Filling a gaping void in his own traumas. For had it not been he? Who had left them that night ahead, in belief that the evacuation busses would make it in time to pick them up He hadn't been the greatest father, despite his genius.. mostly neglecting them before the war with his interests and life taking priority. Sometimes, he’d think about them... drinking his fancy wine and food, unlike those below. It wouldn't be long however, that the news suddenly dropped.
The appearance of his family had caused a rockade, due to his *apparent* daughter being designated a malingant and an Anti-Citizen in City 24 due to active terrorism against the new state. Angry, either at the loss of his status and his legitimacy within this new hierarchy... then the news of his youngest son, his death in the former United States. His son, designated as an "Anti-Citizen" was transported to an unknown location after a failed attack on a Combine facility and was bound on the razor trains - only for him never to make it there. Labled as dead in the train accident; the status of Richard Travis Wilde had begun to fall from grace.
Being the first to sign himself up, despite his still rather high-rank - he couldn't gamble for it to hold unless proven otherwise. All the while, the thoughts began to gnaw at him, pondering upon his children's sudden appearances after believed them to be dead. Was it all a ploy by rivals? Or had it been a lie? A lie told over and over again, for him to believe... no matter the case, he'd re-establish his prestige and honour with this expedition and then... perhaps seek after these imposters that claim to be his children.
Nightfall
Madness of reason, and reason of madness
Entry I:
It did not take long, until what sought us began to reap amongst us. The men, those who had followed me into this hell on Earth. They disappeared, one by one... that's when they began to show up. The apparitions of those lost, or something.. seeing such a thing, which should not exist by natural law; it would madden you. But we all were already deep with madness. It had already took us long before we entered the valley. It had stalked us, shadowed us - and now, as we are here... it has begun to fester. The crystal bears the answer... the vortigaunts, slain by actions done by their own means. There are not many of us left now, the numbers dwindling as the days have passed and the discs we have found.. is the only thing we seek. For it is within the voices from the machine, that bears the answer.
Within madness, there is logic... and reason. A reason a mind cannot understand before it has began to dig into the madness itself. I know now, why I am here. I know now, that all my actions have led me here. It is my own punishment for abandoning those I love. The only thing I can do now, is muster up the courage to lead the rest out. But... as the days pass, it feels like.. we are meant to be here. It is difficult to state, or even know why.. but still, the human instinct is what drives us to continue, even when it feels hopeless..
But even as I strive to keep everyone alive; those who came with me and those found..
I fear, that none of us shall leave this godforsaken valley alive.
<:: Relationships ::>
MADDENED RESPECTS FRIEND LIKES ACQUAINTANCE DISTRUSTS DISLIKES HATES
The Expedition
Rank-Leader
@Wraygun
-"The Co-leader of this expedition and the commanding officer of the Civil Protection officers sent as an escort.. I do not know his real name, even if we have conversed many times over the course of the journey. But... as we entered the valley, it felt as if something happened. A shift, something I am unable to explain. We are on this mission on behest of our Masters, and you are not as human as you once was; I am familiar with the machinations of our state regarding your kind. I once used to work for the Ministry, you know? But that was many years ago, in Germany.. there I learned in depths of re-education, the implants and more. Your eagerness to defend your men is a valiant one, but if we are to survive - we all must work as one. Even the deranged survivors inside the camp that we found must be seen as allies. I think you do know it to be the right call, but I fear those implants .. won't let you make a choice."-
Popov
✟
-"One of the Expedition leaders sent with me. I quickly learned of your usefulness, and the others too. You were a man I could count on, but the manipulation brought about by the Biotics doomed you. I am not sure, if it is madness that drove you to do what you did - or some sort of bewitching form the vortigaunts. Perhaps... you were like, falling for their lies and believing you did the right. I tried to stop it, but all of you just wouldn't stop firing. Then... you fell down dead. I think about you many times since it happened. It feels... as if you're still watching over me... these apparitions that has been following me - it feels like you're among them. But.. I can't be sure.. I just.. wish I had gotten you out. I wish I could have saved you."-
Union-5
@Divine.
-"One of the many masked ones. I've had people like you under my authority before, residing over ministerial posts within the continental sphere of our Benefactor's new governance. I have always... believed in its importance, the bereft of identity. But now, I wish I could just know you by your face. I longer for it. It is difficult to ascertain who you are, sometimes. The trenchcoat marking you as somewhat distinct, your real voice distorted by the mask. It feels as if your voice, your real voice... is one of reason, understanding and empathy. You and the others, those below the Rank-Leader.. you who still retain your humanity. I'm starting to see the real reason... we must all stand together. If we are to make it out alive... and I'll fight for the death of us all, I promise you that... all of you."-
The Valley Survivors
The Greek
The Apparent Leader
One of the Women
MADDENED RESPECTS FRIEND LIKES ACQUAINTANCE DISTRUSTS DISLIKES HATES
The Expedition
Rank-Leader
@Wraygun
-"The Co-leader of this expedition and the commanding officer of the Civil Protection officers sent as an escort.. I do not know his real name, even if we have conversed many times over the course of the journey. But... as we entered the valley, it felt as if something happened. A shift, something I am unable to explain. We are on this mission on behest of our Masters, and you are not as human as you once was; I am familiar with the machinations of our state regarding your kind. I once used to work for the Ministry, you know? But that was many years ago, in Germany.. there I learned in depths of re-education, the implants and more. Your eagerness to defend your men is a valiant one, but if we are to survive - we all must work as one. Even the deranged survivors inside the camp that we found must be seen as allies. I think you do know it to be the right call, but I fear those implants .. won't let you make a choice."-
Popov
✟
-"One of the Expedition leaders sent with me. I quickly learned of your usefulness, and the others too. You were a man I could count on, but the manipulation brought about by the Biotics doomed you. I am not sure, if it is madness that drove you to do what you did - or some sort of bewitching form the vortigaunts. Perhaps... you were like, falling for their lies and believing you did the right. I tried to stop it, but all of you just wouldn't stop firing. Then... you fell down dead. I think about you many times since it happened. It feels... as if you're still watching over me... these apparitions that has been following me - it feels like you're among them. But.. I can't be sure.. I just.. wish I had gotten you out. I wish I could have saved you."-
Union-5
@Divine.
-"One of the many masked ones. I've had people like you under my authority before, residing over ministerial posts within the continental sphere of our Benefactor's new governance. I have always... believed in its importance, the bereft of identity. But now, I wish I could just know you by your face. I longer for it. It is difficult to ascertain who you are, sometimes. The trenchcoat marking you as somewhat distinct, your real voice distorted by the mask. It feels as if your voice, your real voice... is one of reason, understanding and empathy. You and the others, those below the Rank-Leader.. you who still retain your humanity. I'm starting to see the real reason... we must all stand together. If we are to make it out alive... and I'll fight for the death of us all, I promise you that... all of you."-
The Valley Survivors
The Greek
The Apparent Leader
One of the Women
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