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<br/>​</div><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅​</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Earth was dying.<br/><br/>In hopes to revive the world to sustain the billions of patrons that walked the ancient grounds, new technology was invented to sustain humankind. With the introduction of Nibiru, a planet so similar to earth it seemed identical entered the natural rotation joining the moon in the earthen sky. Without having the opportunity to visit one could only speculate the resources available. New meteors brought substances that were deemed sustainable and with that the hope of humankind’s survival.<br/><br/>For countless years scientists tested the minerals they found from asteroids that had collided with Nibiru first and then reached our own atmosphere. Earth’s natural resources were drying up, making it difficult to sustain what little life lingered. It was in this discovery that an alternate fuel source has been created, and with that, the first-ever planetary space launch curated by AeroTech. In the very halls of Aerotech, industries stood the technical plans that would take humans to Nibiru to colonize the new planet and start anew.  The goal was to take as many scientists and tradesmen to the planet to live and create a utopia with the resources and fuel source that would propel humankind forward.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅​</div><br/><br/><br/><br/>The sun shone down through the storm clouds overhead. Dark, gray swirls of vapor gave way to heavy rain and lightning which struck anything within the area. This had been common out in the seas of Nibiru. But below, the water was calmer and the darkness seemed illuminated by the creatures of the depths. Deep within these very depths, far from the reaches of human equipment, lived a race of human-like sea creatures called the Sirenia.<br/><br/>The Sirenia, much like humans, populated the ocean living comfortably among other sea life. Much like the human race, which for thousands of years before their departure to new worlds, they too had different races and cities and realms. Their beliefs were strong and different and they solely relied on their monarch to guide their kind to success. There were several kingdoms, each one more different than the last, and with that came the war, and at times, long periods of peace.<br/><br/>As the humans started to populate the untamed lands and set their equipment into the ocean, that the kingdoms came together to wage war against the invader. But like most wars, armies needed to become strengthened, plans needed fine-tuning, and the royal kingdoms needed to prepare for the possibility of defeat.  It was within these formative years that a young Sirenia watched as her kind were mysteriously disappearing into the nets of one corporation. Aerotech. Because of their advanced technology, it was near impossible to see these invisible net which dotted the turbulent surface.<br/><br/>The Kings of the Sirenia-kind came together to forbid anyone from reaching the surface, which had become a challenge when food supplies began to dwindle. The creatures survived on lesser sea creatures and the fruits that the rich fruitful lands had to offer on the surface. Their bodies began to morph and change, if they could not reach the surface to soak up much-needed nutrients, then their scales had to give off the light to provide to their neighbor whoever they may be. If someone were to enter the world of the siren-kind, they would see nothing but glittering halls and exotic beauty. This newly created life was all that Anthia knew in her younger years. The surface was solely for the humans and the Guardians which harvested fruits and patroled the surface of nets. It was admirable, something she wished to strive for as she grew of age.<br/><br/>Anthia wasn’t royal in the slightest, her family had been simple subjects of the Kingdom Adira. They had fought in the Royal Guard to protect the citizens from the human race, and their term of years had ended long before she had been conceived. But, it was not something Anthia wanted to be, she did not want to fight, becoming a member of the Royal guard was a death sentence. Humans, whether Sirenia wanted to admit it or not, were far more powerful in their technology. Though over the countless years, the merfolk were able to adapt and create electronic weapons for themselves withstanding the turbulent waters and the depths for which the ethereal lived.<br/><br/>Growing older in a changing world posed many challenges for the young woman. As the humans adapted to the atmosphere of Nibiru, they discarded what they once relied on. Dumping it into the sea as waste. From there the Sirenia would collect the broken items and build. This allowed them the ability to help their people affected by the interspecies war below the surface. However, Anthia preferred the old ways, ways which had been buried under new history, stories of healing abilities, and salves created from natural resources. She wanted this, she wanted to heal, regardless of the beings, she was helping. Hell-bent on perfecting her craft, Anthia waited by the Drop Zone.<br/><br/>The Drop Zone was home to all the sludge and waste that AeroTech and its communities slid into the ocean. But it wasn’t just busted electronics and outdated circuitry, it was the discarded experiments that never made it back from their capture. When Anthia had learned of the Drop Zone she immediately took off, she had no time to waste, her calling, her very purpose was buried in the companies waste. But she was not prepared for what she had seen.<br/><br/>Months before, Anthia’s mother had been captured by the NET’s the nets loomed overhead wherever a ship staked a claim, and, at times if one was close enough, the NET’s also surrounded the massive scientific building where the Nibiru research was conducted. She had gone missing, only her golden circlet left behind to warn others of her disappearance. It was in this same place that Anthia discovered the pale lifeless body of her birth giver. Stricken with fear, the defenseless siren retreated back to her home where she reported the news.<br/><br/>At times when a Sirenia escaped the clutches of Aerotech, they were never the same. But Anthia, having been graced with the strange golden ability to heal, enlisted into the Guardianship. Her training was a long eight years, there she learned how to fight, heal and create economic solutions for her kind. There were only eight guardians at this time. Some older, and some even younger, all in different years of their service. It would be lifelong, unlike her parent’s role in the Royal Guard. Anthia accepted every form of guardianship, even if it meant secluding herself into a life of loneliness and the threat of capture, she felt her kind had a fighting chance amid the chaos that raged on the surface.<br/><br/>It was at this moment Anthia attempted to venture to The Drop, she had noticed an increase in the human’s activities and several Sirenia that had gone missing in the process. Technically, The Royal Guard should have investigated this as they had the weapons to handle the situation had it led down a violent path. But Anthia couldn’t shake the feeling of wanting to help. Keeping herself low under the stormy, turbulent waters she glanced upwards into the darkness. Like others of her kind, her body gave off a shimmering glow illuminating her way while she picked to the technological rubble, armed with a sack made of discarded nets and a spear created from steel and plastic casings from old wires she searched through the filth for any sign of life.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅<br/>
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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content">In the forests of Nibiru lived the Arpia, a race of Harpy-like creatures dwelling in teardrop-shaped nests. They were incredible structures, crafted from broken twigs and bark of the great trees that loomed overhead. The Arpia were a peaceful folk, some would say skittish even. Their world was built upon that of their belief in their Unnamed Goddess. Of course, she remained unnamed as humans could never seem to pronounce her name correctly without angering an Arpia. The creatures had little to fear in their sheltered lives, they fed on small otherworldly rodents and hunted for elk-like animals when their little families needed more nutrients for the harsh, but brief winters.<br/>
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Winter weather was not typical for Nibiru, but having entered Earth's rotation around the sun, the weather seemed.... off. Giant feathers began to litter the forest floors, oil-colored and lively as molting season had come upon the harpy beings. From the depths of the planets, near-impenetrable surface drew the hibernating beasts, beasts with an increased hunger for Arpia kind. This was the way of life for this kind, since the appearance of the blue and yellow orb of light in the sky, the near-extinct kind had no other explanation than that their Goddess had brought them to some sort of salvation and with the new planet arrival, two-leggers.<br/>
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Humans were... strange. Their gangly arms and weak legs confused the feathered creatures. They lacked external warmth like feathers, and they seemed to struggle with hunting, oftentimes catching the lowest of the low in rodents and pretending to enjoy its chard flavor. It was a wonder they could see at night, some of them donning eyewear to see through the near-black forest depths. Arpia did not need this, they saw everything at night just as perfectly as they did in the daytime, nothing to weigh them down if for some reason they needed to flee.<br/>
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Fleeing... that was another story. Before the humans had arrived, the Great Ones had awoken from their deep slumber, they had slept for 90 red suns ( equivalent to 90 years on Earth.) and now work with an unmatched hunger. They were giants, lumbering through the tall trees, almost reaching the very peaks. Their forms were strange in that they were almost reptilian ( though much different from the Sierpint's) and had long seeking tendrils that lined their back. Their abilities, which were admired and feared by all, were their ability to become translucent. Even with Arpia sight, it was difficult to see these creatures in the dense forests. It was because of this that so many of the beautifully feathered creatures had gone missing, and their feathers coated the mossy forest floors.<br/>
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Now, since the awakening of the Great Ones, only fifty Arpia survived in the wilds of Nibiru. In these conditions, breeding had become difficult. The fear of losing their homes and their spawn was all too devastating to even think about. This frenzy had made them susceptible to being captured by the humans as they landed in their ships. Soon facilities had been quickly resurrected, their neon lights made them a beacon to the Arpia as the warmth was what they had desired, the light... kept the Great Ones away. As the morning rose, the massive beasts slumbered as invisible walls and began to stir at under starlit nights. The facilities offered a haven for those who wished to live and prosper. But even then the Arpia noticed their kind disappearing into the structure.<br/>
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At first, one would be captured and released that morning, but soon the capture was longer, some were not released for weeks, then months. The utopia they had found near the neon light was just as terrifying as their old homes, so the Arpia migrated away closer to the ocean, farther from their sources of food, closer to their extinction.<br/>
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The Arpia facility was massive. It sat on stilts just off the edge of a rocky curve. the building was circular, windows replaced 60% of the building, allowing a total view of the forest and the creatures outside. In the distance the ocean could be seen, dark, ominous, and enticing. on a good day, when the fore had settled, one could see a storm approaching land. The concept of the building was to give the scientists a sense of freedom, warm sunlight filtered into the building, a generic decore made the facility feel.. clean and safe.<br/>
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If one followed the curve of the windows they would reach the large cafeteria, long metal tables and chairs sat nearly untouched, and the sour smell of lemon cleaner lifted into the air and lingered. Exiting the cafeteria you were lead down into the basement of the structure. Here lived the internal workings of the facility, all computer equipment, and cables were maintained at just the right temperature to maintain functionality. In the summer some teammates would sit outside the server room and enjoy the air conditioning.<br/>
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Back on the top level, taking the glass walkway into building two would give you an obstructed view of the mountains. Rocky cliffs overhead left little to the imagination. the red rock mimicked that of Mars and for a brief moment that seemed nostalgic in this level's design.  This level held the Arpia testing chamber, Simulation room, and Docking port to the Atlas, a massive ship that was the main transport to Earth.  There were several security checkpoints in this building requiring a badge, additionally, no one could be out of the building past dusk due to the Great Ones which had already claimed several scientists' lives in the newly established location.</div>
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300 new recruits touch down at the Arpia facility. Some notable professions among them.<br/>
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Nurse Tallula Is up for promotion upon completing her training to become a Physician assistant. Congratulations, RN Tal.<br/>
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Out of the 300 New recruits 10 new <i>Project, 81 </i>Experiments settle in with 10 keepers. These new recruits will continue their extensive training as they navigate the world of Nibiru and rid the forest of the Great One's.<br/>
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Climate specialist Leda Marksen makes headway in her research stating that humid weather affects the Arpia kind in negative ways, this is noted in those who have taken the serum, increased heat strokes have occurred due to humidity. Some test subjects state that migraines occur when the weather changes slightly. This is a developing story.</td></tr></tbody></table>
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