[Colton Idonthavealastna]

Lyn Grave

Harris turned off the intercom. "Alright, you're free now. We are going to assult New Manhattan tomorrow, join along if you'd like."

"Thank you. I was planning on discussing this with Alex anyway. I'm going to talk to him now." Lyn said before she made her way out of the office. She walked into Alex's room, and gave a quick salute, only half sarcasticly. "You seem to get into a lot of trouble." Lyn chuckled a bit, then continued. "I already told you before that I would throw in my lot with you, so I'm going to join you in this assault you are planning. Seems like these mutants are on your side, so you seem to have a good army building up, but more troops couldn't hurt, right?" Lyn leaned against the wall, in an effort to make herself comfortable.

[Mariana]

OOC: Mutants may be strong but they don't have armored plating all around like the Securitrons. Or at least what's supposed to be armored plating all around. This will show what the Alpha Omega plan really is.
Director William Snowe

William, with Sonia hooked up to the network, ventured outwards in Securitron MK 2 bodies. The rioters who weren't killed were working as slaves to fix the giant hole that Alex blew up in the wall. It was going perfect and the remaining slaves were toiling away fixing the damage the couple Federation missiles did. It was the first day of the three month period and progress was fast.

Recreate New Manhattan? Check. Now it was time to reignite the high technology centers and keep the Securitron numbers up to compete with the Federation's large military. "Slave Masters! All slaves who have ANY engineering experience are to report to the Gauss Project Sector 10B for immediate Securitron rebuild."

The slaves marched into the secure bunker orderly. The goal was to double the number of Securitrons but everybody knew it was impossible with the lack of resources at hand. The Robco bunker up at Maine did do good in secretly supplying the Gauss Project with lots of food but not enough for it to go around. Heck, it took a lot of careful rationing to feed all the GP citizens 3 times a day.

Sonia turned to William back at the hospital. "I...I can't do this," she said, holding back tears.
"What do you mean?"
"I just can't sit back and watch what our supposed great empire had become...a militaristic dictatorship? I know what will happen at the end of Alpha Omega but what about during the process?"
William gripped Sonia's hand hard but very lovingly. "Sonia, you and I have a chance to turn this desolate wasteland into an empire that rivals the Roman Empire. Whatever it takes...that's what you signed up on. Alpha Omega is going to be the first time that autocracy in Post-War society will work. Just trust me..."

Seven years ago

"Baby Brother, are you sure about this? Once we start the 7 year process of Alpha Omega, we'll never be able to come back," Adrian, William's brother said worriedly. The Alpha Omega project was to be the perfect project, a 7 year long process of perfect planning and execution, while still having hundreds of places to fill in holes as the time went on.
"I'm sure, Robco Generation 5, Zodiac-A will be the generation in which we finally control the massive New York City above us."
"Alright baby brother, I'll put this in motion." Adrian pushed a button and the entire Securitron vault opened up, at least the one that the bunker had power to open up. The mercenaries and GP soldiers all came into motion.

"Phase 1 will start once we have a firm grasp on New York City, exactly 7 years from now. Complete control of its citizens. Phase 2, military autocracy, the 3 month clock will begin. Phase 3...once that 3 month clock ends, the citizens will have some liberty and using the liberty, we will scapegoat an enemy for the 3 month period and rally the citizens against them. Phase 4...game, set, and match."

[N Only WhiTe girl]

Alexander Scalatti

Alex was sitting in his office trying to fix a radio. Another First-Gen was helping him.

"No no no! The cord goes in the BLACK hole!"
"I'm trying! Relax!" Alex was clearly on a short fuse.

"I already told you before that I would throw in my lot with you, so I'm going to join you in this assault you are planning. Seems like these mutants are on your side, so you seem to have a good army building up, but more troops couldn't hurt, right?" Lyn leaned against the wall, in an effort to make herself comfortable.

"Hey Lyn." Alex put the cord in the black hole. "Thanks for the support. I cannot live when I know that my fellow people are slaves."

"Alright human! The radio is ready!"
"Good, time to broadcast some propaganda."

Central Square

"I'm on the air? Oh, sorry. Hello people of New Manhattan! My home town! I understand that you are in quite a predicament right now. You are slaves right? Working for the evil GP?"

The slaves stop working for a second. "You are working for an evil cause. Fight it. Fight it! FIGHT IT!!! The GP are as worse as the Nazis in World War 2. They are bigots against ghouls AND our super mutants. We are NOT bigots. The construction crews are 97% Super Mutant. Guess what? The GP killed many of them."

The crowd gasped. "Now, fight the Nazis! Fight oppression! Fight the invaders! For Liberty! Its Liberty or Death!!!"

[Tania Bunic]

Gauss Project HQ

"Cut it and block off all further communication. Kill whoever is responsible." The transmission immediately switched to GP radio and a broadcast from the GP HQ aired on the same broadcast as the channel the slaves heard. "Anybody trying to riot will be dealt with...severely. Just last for 3 months and all will be freed."

True to word, the slaves went immediately back to work, fearing the Securitrons and the heavily armored shock troops very close to the area that the slaves were working on. The bunker didn't have to deal with it as all radio transmission was to be viewed before the broadcast went out long before the Alpha Omega project was started.

Again, true to word, ten spies taken from the New Manhattan Mafia & Gauss Project branch were deployed to Alex's general location.

Director William Snowe

The Gauss Project Ivory Tower was complete. The extra slave labor was just what the Ivory Tower needed. GP citizens would finally have their White House and Capitol Building to guide them throughout the final two stages of Alpha Omega. Once the 7 year period ends and the 3 month clock hits 0, every citizen will be freed and the blame will be placed on the Federation and Alex's rebel army. The non-GP citizen's souls would be beaten down to the point of no return and every citizen would gladly rise up for freedom. They'll forget who truly wanted to free them.

Arcadia? Justin was good to the Gauss Project and so long as he keeps both sides fair and equal, a blossoming friendship between the two empires would begin. The plan was coming perfectly.

[Rusty Billiot]

Mieux, in a rare move, actually left the tower to meet The Enclave personnel landing at the Vertibird pad, he'd constructed one for Arcadias new Vertibird, and the other for anytime the Enclave visits. He never got tired of seeing Vertibirds in flight, the sound of the rotors, the way it whined when in landing. He greeted the Colonel and his squad in a dark brown double briasted suit and a solid red tie. "Good to see you Colonel, oh, and you ladies and gentlemen as well. For those of you that didnt come here on the Colonels visit, the only rules I have that extend to you all as well when you're off duty, No weapons, and no power armor off duty, don't start a fight in the streets, if at all. Oh, and enjoy the casinos that we've opened, if you're Colonel allows you all to gamble I mean. Other than that, treat Arcadia as if it were home. If you need to exercise while off duty, theres a pool and gymnasium in my tower, where you will all be staying." He then put his arm around the Colonels shoulder then spoke to him in a light whisper, "Listen Adams, I know you're leery about Ghouls, I am too, but the five I let in are highly skilled in Pre-War trades, a rare commodity in this age, but, they are in the refugee sector, which you're men wont have to be around lest extraordinary circumstances arise. Well, there are three left now, the other two didnt want to abide by my fair rules." He then fixed himself up and spoke in a normal tone again, "Anywho, get settled in, and come to my penthouse when you're ready, and please, don't rush yourself, think of you and your companies 'work' as furlough courtesy of Sutler. Seriously, beyond Guard duty in the walls, your men will be doing nothing else, now that Gauss Project has finished their iron fisted push for becoming slavers and making New Manhattan a military dictatorship, well, in my opinion. Most of the squatters that were outside either went back to New Manhattan, or went on elsewhere. Same for our refugee district, theres only 47 left, the others went back to Manhattan." He went on ahead of Adams and went back to his penthouse, letting his right hand aide attend to the squad, the Colonel still holding his roomkey.

Back in his penthouse, Mieux sat thinking with his hands on his chin at his desk, 'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BmBg8hHYoSI' playing on his record player. He was struggling with himself. He was outraged at Gauss Project forcing an iron will on New Manhattan. But feared any attempts at Embargo would ruin the treaty. In the end, figured it would be best to just go and calm down, he figured, as much as it pained him to let slavery existed so near, he wasn't fond of meddling in affairs not his own. In the meantime, he decided enjoyed the music on his record player and lay on a couch in his office, relaxing until Adams was ready to come.

[Kayla Bee]

OOC: Damn, forgot to mention the T-51bs! I assume the vertibird has a small cargo hold? If so, I’ll just say they’re in there… in one big ass crate.

Adams absorbed Mieux’s words and simply replied with a solid “Understood, sir.” He watched Mieux walk back to his penthouse and turned to his men, who had already taken the initiative to pull the huge create of T-51bs from the vertibird cargo hold.

“Okay, boys, you heard the man; feel free to make yourselves at home. The President stresses that this is a mission, and he’s correct, but you’ve earned a holiday.” Adams then addressed Mieux’s aide – the little man dominated by the power armoured soldiers.

“Escort my men to their respective rooms,” Adams ordered, noting the slight trembling and anxious expression. The Colonel chuckled slightly. “Don’t worry; they won’t bite.”

“O-of course, good sir.” The aide walked over to Autumn Squad. “If you’d follow me?” he asked. The troops followed suit, thanking Adams as they passed him.

“Oh, and absolutely no gambling! You know why.” To Adams, gambling was the one the greatest of sins man could succumb to. He’d heard stories of even the strongest of men giving into their greed and lust for wealth, then having every aspect of them destroyed. If anything, it was idiocy at its zenith.

Adams quickly grabbed the aide by his shoulder. “Forgot to mention, instruct a team to transport the t-51bs to Mieux’s suite, courtesy of the United States government.” The aide simply nodded with a pleasant smile, and continued to lead Autumn Squad.

The Colonel knew Autumn Squad would play nice, even when let off their leash. Adams’s command was their will, but more importantly, they were like friends, brothers even – they’d never disobey an order, and Adams loved it. Happy at the thought, he began to stride off to Mieux’s suite, before he caught Lieutenant Haywood’s giant frame rushing towards him in the corner of his eyes. The Colonel simply sighed. What is it this time?

“Colonel Adams, sir, I was just thinking,” said Haywood.

“Why, congratulations, Lieutenant; would you like a medal for this grand achievement?” Adams responded, a smirk breaking across his face. Haywood forced a chuckle.

“No, sir, but I’ve come to the conclusion that my duties are to my country and yourself. It only feels right that I stand by your side during our stay and the conference. I’d never forgive myself is something went wrong.

“Adams exhaled gently. “Questioning orders, Lieutenant? My, my, I’m disappointed,” Adams said, expecting a reaction. There wasn’t one. “Look, you’re a noble soldier, and your loyalty… it actually brings warmth to my heart, but no blood will be shed over the course of the meeting, I assure you. Neither Mieux nor I intend for it. Now, get out of here and relax… for once.”

Haywood simply nodded and paced off. Rolling his eyes, Adams made his way to the penthouse… finally.

Adams arrived at Mieux’s suite, instantly recognisable by the giant ornate double doors. He knocked three times and waited, fidgeting slightly; he was eager to begin business.

[maya papps]

By the time Adams had arrived, Mieux had been sitting at a cream colored couch very relaxed, having lost his jacket, he was now in his white dress shirt and his tie loosened, reading an old book by Machievelli, the record player was playing an ancient song from the 1920's called 'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jht6hoCxvIo'. "Come In", Mieux said, mildly annoyed, it wasnt personal, he just never liked when his reading was interrupted. He saw Adams poke his head through the door, "Hello Adams. I trust things downstairs are to your liking?" He placed the book on the small table in front of his couch and stood up and shook Adams hand. He cocked an eyebrow and half smiled, "Eager are we Colonel? Relax, we can discuss this casually, we have no need for formal barriers." He pointed at a fully stocked bar, "Before we get down to business, care for a drink?"

[Mason Nevitt]

Adams face shined as he absorbed his surroundings. The joyous music played cheerfully in the background, soothing him, and the genuine calm atmosphere itself performed a large role in the Colonel’s relaxation. This way only his second visit to Arcadia, but he knew he’d be distracted every time he came. Mieux’s kind, warm attitude diverted his focus from his primary directive. Still, Adams refused to give into temptations; he maintained a professional expression.

"Eager are we Colonel? Relax, we can discuss this casually, we have no need for formal barriers." He pointed at a fully stocked bar, "Before we get down to business, care for a drink?"

“Understand that time is of the essence – we cannot-“Adams paused for a moment, reminiscing over the cigars. “Well, what harm could one drink possibly cause? Besides, it’s been far too long since I’ve had the opportunity to indulge over a glass of beer - -that vile pisswater back at HQ? Ugh, I won’t even go there… you can hardly even taste it,” Adams said with gentle laugh as Mieux poured the Colonel his drink.

“But I digress; I’m here on business – direct orders from President Sutler himself. Of course, I do enjoy the services on offer, but now is a time of war – there’s no time to dawdle, I’m afraid,” Adams said sternly, sipping on his drink. He wanted to uphold strong bonds with Mieux, so attempted to adjust his tone. “Pardon my forwardness, but the President… he demands answers. I’m simply an ambassador. Specifically, he wants to know a) your assessment on the current situation, B) any affiliations to wasteland you have, and c) how you’ve managed to stay alive for 200 plus years. I must say, I’m curious, too – quite an amazing feat, you should feel proud.”

Adams pressed his lips on the glass, drinking slowly, and awaited Mieux’s response. He couldn’t blame Sutler’s inquisitiveness; for once Adams approved of his orders.

[Becky Cox]

Alexander Scalatti

Alex walked into Harris' office, where 4 other super mutants were waiting. Three were First Gens, and there was one nightkin. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t314wo05ElI "I see you like that song, its one of my favorites."

Harris laughed. "Back in the boneyard, I found this song near the Cathedral on a patrol. I have loved it ever since."
Alex sat down in the only open chair. "I love it too." Alex then pulled out some maps from his briefcase. "There are about 80 different entrances into the city, 79 are by underground."

Harris looked at the map. Alex took out a sharpie and circled some sewer tunnels. "I would like the Nightkin to enter through the tunnels. They will attack from underneath."

"What about the mutants?" Harris asked.
"They will mass at the main gate, and others will blast through the walls."
The nightkin was pleased. "SO, ARE WE GOING TO CAPTURE SOME GP?"
Alex laughed. "Any GP [censored]s you catch will be turned into new Super Mutants."
Harris nodded.
"Oh wait, I have one request. William's wife Sonia, is in a hospital in the GP bunker. I would like here captured and turned into a super mutant."
"ACCEPTED." One of the Second Gens said happily.
"William will be deploying gas, don't worry, Super Mutants are immune."
"Alright Alex."
"Last thing, aid the resistance in the city that exists. They will help you. I would like you and your mutants to get them out of the city and take them here." Alex reached his hand out to shake Harris' hand. "Don't crush my hand please."
"Alright, we will attack early in the morning." Harris shook Alex's hand, weakly. "I didn't crush it."

Alex stood up, tucked in his chair, went to his room.

[Dezzeh]

Lyn Grave

Lyn watched as Alex returned to the room. "I assume the meeting went well. Moving on, as you might know, I am best used by controlling animals. Unfortunately, most of my mirelurks were killed in the riot, so I need new recruits. Something powerful, something that will strike fear into the hearts of the GP. Deathclaws. Problem is, I have little to no knowledge of the area, so I don't know if there are deathclaws in this area. I have a plan for controlling them. It won't be easy, since they are fairly intelligent, for animals. My plan is to sneak into their nest with a stealth boy and focus all of my efforts on controlling the matriarch. Lesson learned from my predecessors, if you control the matriarch, the rest will follow. So, I ask that you tell me of the locations of any deathclaw nests, and convince one of the nightkin here to loan me a stealth boy. Convincing the super mutants to give me an escort to the boundaries of the nest would also be a plus. Does this sound acceptable to you?"

[Natalie Taylor]

Alexander Scalatti

Alex scratched his head. "Now that you mention it, there is a huge nest in the ruins of Grand Central Station. That would be a great idea, erm, one second."

Alex exited the room, and came back 5 minutes later with a nightkin and two super mutants.

"WE CONTROL THIS AREA, SO THE ZOMBIES AND GHOULS WILL NOT ATTACK YOU IF YOU COME WITH US."
"He speaks the truth." Alex handed Lyn two stealth boys. "Use them wisely."

[Markie Mark]

Director William Snowe

"Sir, we need to ready for the main attack!"
William turned around and laughed. "Send all Securitrons to secure the main area of New Manhattan. I have faith in my personal guard, they've taken down far worse."

All Securitrons not on patrol down in Pennsylvania or the Federation were all amassed at the gates. A grand total of 700 Securitrons. Of course considering that even if one Securitron has the firepower of a tank, they're fairly hardy for an organic and they're backed up by numbers and Lyn's animals. Stealth Boys would be the real problem since the only thermal scanners were installed only in the base and the nightkin would be the problem. Has the potential to kill 7 or 8 Securitrons before the thermal scanners sent readings to the other Securitrons.

"We're going to continue this tunnel vision. Outfight them but of course, a Vertibird carpet bomb in the general location of where Alex was couldn't hurt...us." Again, one squadron of Vertibirds took off with only 3 mini-nukes and 5 missiles per Vertibird to get in, bomb, and get out.

Vertibird TOT(Time on Target)

"We're approaching Union City...or what's left of it. Is this it Legate?"
"Yeah, release your payload."
"Roger that, preparing to split formation."

The Vertibirds split off and randomly bombed Union City with the mini-nukes and missiles before heading out. "You think we got em?"
"Let's hope so...come on, at least it'll freak them out."
"Yep...alright, we need to secure New Manhattan. Make a stop at the small tribal villages and 'recruit' some tribals for a meat shield."

[Taylah Illies]

OOC: The attack has not started yet.

[Jade]

OOC: It hasn't so the people are getting ready.

[Emmie Cate]

OOC: The mutants have not even left the base yet

[Mari martnez Martinez]

OOC: Alright, I edited it.

[Eve Booker]

Alexander Scalatti

"Alex, I think you should see this." Harris said through the intercom.
"Coming."

It was around midnight now, so Alex was groggy. He walked through quiet halls before meeting with Harris. "Yeah Harris."

Harris opened up a door, and before Alex was the biggest mutant he had ever seen. "Is..is..that a behemoth?"
"A-yup."
"How in the hell did you get it?"
"Easy, they don't attack mutants. It came from the Capital Wasteland, wandered here, so we gave it a home here."
Alex showed of a big grin. "Good! Good job Harris! We can kick those GP bastards after all!"
"The Nightkin are already in the tunnels ready for the attack at 1AM.
"Perfect."
"The mutants are on the way to the gate."
"Then I should leave too."

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Alex was suited in Combat Armor Mark 2, with a Black Fedora. The one-hundred humans were decked in Combat Armor and Light Machine guns.

Alex raised up his RCW. "Today is the day, many of us will die, but we will free the city! FOR NEW MANHATTAN!!"
"FOR NEW MANHATTAN!!"

The garage doors opened, and the massive mutant human army marched.

[Megan Stabler]

Mieux shrugged a little, "No offense taken. New Manhattans behavior lately has had me very uncomfortable. Forcing myself to relax helps me." He sat down across from the Colonel. "Well, let's start off on my assessments. New Manhattan, I don't know what to think. We have various contracts, but this barbaric slavery that Gauss Project has done isn't what I had in mind when making a terms of business contract. Honestly, I disapprove of New Manhattans moves. But, despite my feelings. After Rabbitons recent razing, I feel Arcadia and it's people don't deserve that fate."

Mieux then heard the question he hated, the one asking of his longevity, however, playing it coy, he said in a casual tone. "To understand in the beginning, you have to go back to January 2077, when we kicked China back across the ocean and marched the Yangtze, I knew we'd be in for hell. Fearing nuclear war, I planned ahead. I had bought an experimental cryogenic stasis chamber. However, the original plan was that I'd use various machines to keep from aging, but by some bizzare twist of fate, or just maybe it's fools luck, I did not take into account gamma radiation, so there were no radiation shields installed. So, while I slept unawares in my chamber, the various gases and chemicals in the chamber, combined with that radiation that seeped in, it left me virtually immortal...."

Mieux got up and stared out of his windows, debating whether to share this information, in unease, and obvious uncomfort at talking about this, he swallowed the clog in his throat and looked back at Adams. "What I am about to tell you, this is only for you and President Sutlers ears," He had an obvious strain of difficulty, "I had THOUGHT I was immortal, to natural death anyways, I am not bulletproof. Just very lucky, to an extent. You see, I lived the first 150 years after the war isolated from the world in here, walking around in here, reading my super computer, just living the life of leisure, however, there was one thing I hadnt thought to look at. About 170 years after the War, I used my autodoc for the first time, feeling in intense pain, fearing that I was sick. It's far worse than that. According to my machines, my insides, do to this genetic alterations, were failing, corroding, see, no matter how 'lucky' I am, I didnt take into accound God. See, we as humans were never designed to live for so long. I take pills that help destroy the pain, but, it won't halt the eventual death. In ten years, lest I am soon shot, I will die. Remember when I asked you to work for me? It was not some attempt at looking for a spy, beyond maintaining neutrality, I don't care about the Enclaves works so long as I am untouched. No, I asked you because I've been searching eagerly for a protege, someone who can keep what I have brought back to life. The fierce expansion of every city block I recover from old New York City? The lights and music? Before I die, I want this to be my mark, when the people walk through here, they will say 'I can't believe one man did all this'. I have given a service to the world, and yet all I ask of those who visit is 'turn over your weapons'. Perhaps I may find that protege someday soon." Mieux said, trying to shrug off the rememberence of his mortality. "Now you, and soon the President, know why I am so eager to build. War has never interested me, even when I served at Operation Anchorage, I despised it, but I did my job." And on a sudden thought, he admitted to Adams, "On a slightly offtopic note, you strongly remind me of the man I served, I don't know if you read about him, but his name was General Constantine Chase. One hell of a guy, I was saddened when he went a little crazy from PTSD though."

[Sami Blackburn]

Director William Snowe

"Alex Scalatti has torn New Manhattan! But we at the Gauss Project WILL NOT GO QUIETLY as his scab army marches into our lands! This war is not for me, it is not for the Gauss Project. It is for the people, for your liberty!"

After the speech at the Ivory Tower, surprisingly, everybody cheered including the slaves, their souls at a breaking point and would even go against their previous rebellion leader for liberty. The 3 month clock isn't even 1/4 complete and the slaves already want to scapegoat Alex in exchange for liberty. It would be a slam dunk...it always was.

William kept speaking. "The mutants run rampant outside New Manhattan! We at the Gauss Project will tolerate ghouls but what purpose do Super Mutants have other than slaves?! Do you wish to live your life as slaves or live your life as citizens with pay, shelter, food, and rights? Let the mutants become slaves and let the ghouls and humans, the species of power, BE FREED!"

All slaves and GP citizens cheered. Everybody in New Manhattan supported the Gauss Project, whether it be loyalty or simple wanting to be freed forever. "So we shall not go quietly into the night! Pick up your guns and fight!"

The slaves, too scared to rebel and too happy about the 3 month clock to end, picked up pistols and rifles, closely watched by the slave masters, ready to defend their promise of freedom. Over a thousand people were amassing at the walls to defend New Manhattan. Only 400 of them being Securitrons and only 300 being the elite guard of the GP. William watched from the Ivory Tower to see how it'll play out.

[Steve Smith]

Alexander Scalatti and Harris

The mutant army kept marching, with the Behemoth front and center. The nightkin were underground in the tunnels ready to attack. Alex was right in the front of the attack column when he got a radio message.

"Alex, we have a slight issue, a large mob has just supported the GP!"
Alex began to laugh so hard, the mutants stopped. "When they see the behemoth, they will wet themselves and run!"
"ALEX IS RIGHT THEY WILL WET THEMSELVES!" Many of the mutants laughed.

Harris ran over to Alex. "We are in position."
"Alright, I want half the mutants to head to the gate with all of the centaurs, and I want the behemoth headed to the Ivory Tower. I want EVERY SINGLE [censored] nightkin headed toward the GP bunker. Capture as many as you can."

"Yes Alex. Alright here it goes."

Alex picked up a megaphone..."UNLEASH HELL!!!!!!!!!!!" The behemoth ripped its chains and easily broke through the wall. Many of the mutants followed behind.

Then, all of the nightkin blew the explosives in the sewers under the city. Many GP soldiers fell into the holes, and were dragged into the carts, and were going to be dipped in the FEV.

Several Nightkin reached the GP bunker. "ALEX IS THE SONIA IN THE BUNKER?"
Alex spoke into his radio. "Yes, capture here at all costs."

Most of the crowd were either captured for FEV, killed, or ran. The mutants were making short work of the army.

[Emma-Jane Merrin]

Lyn Grave

Lyn saluted Alex, and made her way out. She strapped the two stealth boys to her wrists.
"Hold on, I forgot I still need ammo."
"WE HAVE BULLETS IN SUPPLY ROOM. FOLLOW." One of the super mutants responded. Lyn followed the mutant to the storage, where she grabbed a few extra anti-material rifle clips, plus enough ammo to fill her current clip. They made their way out, and moved with a quick pace to the location of the nest. She saluted the two super mutants.
"Go give the GP hell."
"TINY HUMANS WILL BE CRUSHED! HAHAHA!" The super mutants eagerly responded, before running back the way they came. Lyn took a deep breath, and flipped on the first stealth boy. Being invisible was a weird feeling. She almost wanted to figure out how they worked. No, there is no time for that! Lyn moved as fast as she could silently. The deathclaws easily picked up her scent, but with a bit of suggestion, they were convinced that it was nothing. After some nerve wracking minutes of creeping through deathclaw territory, she spotted the matriarch. Alright, lets just pray this works... Lyn focused all of her telepathy on controlling the matriarchs mind. A splitting headache hit her, as the matriarch struggled against the unknown assailant. In the middle of it, the stealth boy suddenly ran out of power. The deathclaws took immediate notice, and started charging her from all sides. She cowered, knowing that there was nothing she could do to stop all of them. Without warning, a large clawed hand gripped her and pulled her off the ground. The deathclaw matriarch put Lyn on her shoulder. The nest of deathclaws looked puzzled, but did not question the matriarch's authority.
"Yeehaw, lets get this show on the road!" Lyn yelled as the nest of deathclaws followed the matriarchs march toward New Manhattan.

[Carolyne Bolt]

Director William Snowe

"Everybody in the bunker!" William yelled. The remaining crowd including slaves and nearly all of the elite guard went into the bunker and William detonated a pinch from the outside. All electronics were shut off except for the Ivory Tower and the Mafia Building. After that, the Vertibird squad inside the Ivory Tower went up, surveying the area.

"Set the clock to 0..." William radioed the Ivory Tower. The tower was renovated to be truly impenetrable to outside sources unless they navigating through a fire sack(a large group of GP soldiers and Securitrons). Securitrons amassed at the Tower gates and even suicide bombed a couple mutants with the small amount of napalm installed in their core.

"Citizens and slaves of New Manhattan. YOU ARE FREED! Remember who made you slaves in the first place, Alex Scalatti and his rebel army!"

The slaves all cheered for their freedom and William set himself up as the hero that freed the slaves. One day of near death labor was all it took to scapegoat Alex to be the true evil. The GP was set up as the prime candidate of leadership and all the slaves, now freed, would enlist and beat off the mutants.

"Collapse the sewage tunnels!" The slaves did without thinking twice, too excited and over their heads about their freedom yet too scared to rebel.
"Carpet bomb the behemoth!" The Vertibirds took off and carpet bombed the behemoth, taking out a huge part of the city. And then Phase 3 will be to fight back the main blunt of Alex's army, now that their ace in the hole was dead...then again, so was part of the city.

[Nick Jase Mason]

Alexander Scalatti

The behemoth was down. Oh [censored]. Alex was not deterred. More and more mutants and zombies were pouring into the city. The GP was getting pushed back to the Ivory Tower.

Alex ran through some side streets, and came upon Ivory Square. Ivory Square was a new square close to Central Square. Alex slid behind cover. The tower was heavily defended.

Harris also slid into cover. "The GP is on the run Alex, shall we press the attack on the tower."
"No, not yet."
Vladimir jumped off a building, landed on a matress, and slid into cover. "The resistance is on it's way Alex. We also have 3000 citizens pledging support.
"Now is NOT THE TIME for [censored] pledging! We need support!"

Alex's position was under heavy fire. Alex turned on his pip-boy. "This is Alex Scalatti! Anyone hearing me?"
"This is the resistance, look at the buildings around Ivory Square."

Alex looked up, and sure enough, the roofs of almost every building in the square were full of resistance snipers. Mutants were also starting to push into the square.

Vlad handed Alex the flag of the Pre-War USA. Alex his hand out and grabbed it. Alex stood up, and charged. "FOR NEW MANHATTAN!!!!"

All of the mutants followed suit. A large crowd also charged alongside Alex.

[Kitana Lucas]

FEV VATS

"MOVE ALONG GP HUMANS TIME TO BE DIPPED AND TURNED INTO US."

About 400 GP were captured already. They were lined up in a room, and the room's door's were closed. "CLOSE YOUR EYES AND WAIT."

Some of the GP were pleading for mercy, but the muties were having not of it. "STUPID HUMANS SHUT UP NOW!"

One of the muties pressed a red button. The floor slid away, and all of the GP soldiers fell into a massive VAT. "HAHAHA TIME TO MUTATE!"

[Kayleigh Mcneil]

OOC: GP soldiers are very disciplined and would be spitting at the mutants rather than begging for mercy. By the way, William's in the secure bunker and not the Ivory Tower(just like the President would be in the Presidential bunker rather than the White House).
Whiskey Squad

"Go [censored] yourself!" Whiskey 1 yelled out and most of the true GP soldiers all jeered with them. When the mutants released the door to the FEV vats, all of the original GP soldiers and citizens all yelled out, "nec spe, nec metu!" And activated the implants. Soon, over 300 of the captured GP citizens and soldiers were dead before they hit the VATS.

Nearly 70% of all of the captured were dead and the remaining would probably die in the process. The weak minded and weak willed will be killed before they betray the Gauss Project.

Director William Snowe

In a Securitron body, William approached the Ivory Tower, herding the entire mass of the Securitron Army, including Legion 1, the MK 2 army, who was instead replaced by spies and a temporary cease fire by the Federation and GP.

"Alex Scalatti, do you want to proceed? Because if you do...I will carpet bomb this entire city. My people and my freed slaves will be okay...but will you be? I'm giving you an ultimatum, leave now and you will live, stay...and I can't say for certain whether or not you survive the carpet bombings. If you DO survive...good for you. And by the way, of all the GP soldiers and civilians you've captured...I'd say 10 people made it into the FEV vats without killing themselves. One step ahead of you Mr. Scalatti, as I always have."