United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]
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				Title: <strong>United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Destiny Ascension</strong> on <strong>19-11-2009, 09:22:45</strong>
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				<em>A large, open built warehouse in the heart of Newark, New Jersey, serves as the headquarters for UTF-1. A large warehouse among many, its main doors are kept locked and welded shut with the main doors under heavy guard. Erected walls protect each door from peering eyes, and a maze made from other erected walls serves as a security measure. Inside, the warehouse proper is littered with computers, TV's, desks and several sealed off and contained privacy rooms. These rooms are box shaped, contained glass rooms with blinds and biological filters, with air recyclers. A basement serves as a safe bunker for the command staff, which is both biologically protected as well as EPW and nuclear resistant. The second floor serves as housing for the command staff and their personal offices. The warehouse itself is listed as an FBI owned facility, and guards are clothed as such.<br><br>Off-site, the quarters of UTF-1 Operators are homes purchased as though by couples or families. The buildings themselves are high quality, Victorian for the most part in make, and rival high expense homes throughout New Jersey. They are all 2-story, and each have 4 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, kitchens and living rooms. Unlike their neighbors, they all have custom security and 24 hour perimeter motion sensors and cameras, not to mention 24-hour satellite coverage spread out for all of them. The basements are refined into panic rooms, biologically sealed though not EPW or nuclear resistant. Each panic room has an assortment of weapons and gear akin to the preferences of each UTF-1 Operator living in that house, as well as rations and 'personal necessities' for men and women alike.<br><br>Outside, the homes are decorated accordingly to whom is 'supposed' to own it. Typically the covers are that of two friends, married, living together with spouse if Operator genders are accordingly proper. There are two vehicles, usally a sedan and an SUV. Both of which are bullet resistant and IED protected, with bullet-proofed windows as well as being shatterproof. Room by room, each Operative decorates according to their supposed occupation. Typically Operatives and their covers fit nicely together, so when all 4 leave and don't come back for a month, the reasons are obvious. Typically they are disguised as bands, travel agents, and sometimes even storm chasers or thrill seekers.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: United We Stand, Divided We Fall[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revolverman</strong> on <strong>21-11-2009, 21:26:44</strong>
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				<strong>OCTOBER 21st 2010 1000 HRS LOCAL TIME<br>Two days later</strong><br><br>Danual Tremblay walked into the house for the first time after using the key he received. "Huh... kinda simple for what I've been told." He thought when he used the key to enter the house. He lifted up his bag and walked in and closed the door. He was told to keep the doors closed at all times. Danual let out a sigh. "Ahhh, I expected it to be wall to wall guns and ammo. Not a normal house."<br><br>He climbed the stairs to look for his room. He finds two of them seem to be already lived in. "Better keep out, might piss off someone, and they might be wingnuts." Danual then opens the door and finds a freshly cleaned room. "Mine!" he yells to no one and throws his bags on the bed and closes the door. "Now... I wonder if there is food in this place."<br><br>Danual slides down the banister and hits the floor hard. "Fuck!" he yells as he gets up. Taking a second to look around he finds the kitchen and walks into it, finding top dollar appliances. "Nice..." he thinks as he opens the fridge and finds it fully stocked. "Hmmm... now what sounds... oh!" He mumbles to himself as he grabs some eggs and cheese from the fridge. He then pulls some frozen bacon from the freezer and potatoes from the pantry.<br><br>After pealing the potatoes and cutting them up, he lays the bacon onto a preheated pan and the sliced potatoes on another pan, with spices, and butter. The sound and smells of cooking fills the air. He wanders out to the living room and sits down, wondering if anyone one else will be showing up today. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>25-11-2009, 10:51:30</strong>
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				(http://seriesandtv.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/felicia-day.jpg)<br><br><strong>Daisy Cooper</strong><br><br><em>Daisy, ever since she was a child, she was trouble. But credit shall be given to her; she is one super witty and smart girl. Not to make a short story long, when she was only 11, Daisy’s house was invaded by the FBI and the house was turned into a complete mess when the FBI have thought they would be facing a dangerous criminal who has hacked into all the bank systems in the USA and started to move money around only to be shocked by the fact of a sweet redhead child clicking the mouse of her computer.<br><br>No charges were put on Daisy after they were sure that she only did it for fun and did not really know the dangers of the little game she was playing. But the FBI were too smart to let such an opportunity go unnoticed. They adopted her and paid her school fees. They put her in the top notch schools in the US and she never let them down. She always topped the classes. As days passed, it was a fact that Daisy would be a huge asset to them. At 16, she went into special training for computer and hacking and she impressed.<br><br>She remained with the FBI up until she was 20. And in order to convert her into an all over agent, she went through an intensive two years program on how to deal with all sorts of weapons and bombs. But the main focus of the program was to train her on field operations. She was handed operations and she never failed. Now, at the age 20, she was, by request, recruited at UTF-1.</em><br><br><strong> OCTOBER 21st 2010 1000 HRS LOCAL TIME </strong><br><br>Daisy heard the main door open but she was too tired to bother. She arrived at the house at 5am after 7 hours of travelling. She heard two rooms open and close then a third room opened but again she wasn’t bothered.<br><br>Daisy rolled in her sheets and covers enjoying the warmth compared to what seemed extremely freezing outside. A few minutes later, the smell of food started to run in her nostrils. She was so damn hungry but at the same time, so damn tired. <br><br>She was tired to the point that she was not in the mood for formalities and meeting other agents or operators and she definitely was not ready to meet anyone with higher ranks. She knew she wouldn’t present herself properly so she just decided to remain in bed and continue her sleep.<br><br>Speaking about presenting herself properly, Daisy, being so into computers and technology, and being so deliciously sweet and cute, never got the way of how rankings worked out and what the badges that rested on the chest or shoulders stood for. To her, any older looking male is Sir and any older looking female is Ma’am. Her sweetness always helped her through combined with her top notch job skills.
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				Title: <strong>Re: United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revolverman</strong> on <strong>26-11-2009, 01:05:55</strong>
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				Danual's ears picked up the sounds of some creaking upstairs. <strong>"What the..."</strong> He mumbled. He quietly walked to the stairs, the sounds of cooking almost totally drowning out the creaking noises. <strong>Fuck... My gun is still in my bag.</strong> He though to himself as his hand moved instinctively to his hip to find nothing there.<br><br>Being unarmed, he decided to not go up and risking being attacked going to his claimed roomed. <br><br><strong>"Hello! Is anyone up there?</strong> He yelled up the stairs, hoping to get a non-hostile response. He pulled out and flicked open his Balisong just in case he needed to get his hands dirty. He crouched down at the side of the stairs, just in case anyone came down, he could catch them off guard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>28-11-2009, 12:25:42</strong>
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				Daisy rolled some more into her bed trying desperately to sleep but no luck at all. The smell of food combined with the cracking sounds and movements were too much. A few minutes later, she heard, thanks to her strong senses, some steps up the floor. They seemed like sneaking up steps. Daisy got a bit pissed off as she was told that the others in the house with her are top class and professional, but the sounds so far of slamming open and close three doors then cooking loudly and now sneaking up the stairs was far from it. <br><br><em>That’s it!</em> she thought to herself and decided to check what was going on from her room. She picked up her laptop that she left on hibernate on her bedside table. Yes, she arrived so late and was so damn tired but that did not stop her from checking a few issues as in the wireless connection, fire alarm, surveillance cameras, motion sensors….etc that were in the house before she slept and now was time to recheck them to know who is causing all that mess.<br><br>Daisy put in the IP address of the surveillance cameras and she almost burst out laughing as she saw a cute young man squatting with a gun in hand. She laughed some more as he asked if there was someone upstairs. Being young, she knew he won’t be highly ranked and from his silly actions, she knew it would be so fun and easy to mess up with him. Well, he should pay for being too noisy and unprofessional!<br><br>To be on the safe side, she decided to check if there were other people in the rooms , she tried to log into the cameras but they were security enabled and only ‘special’ people at the HQ were able to activate them. Daisy giggled and murmured <strong>“yeah right!”</strong> and after a few clicks and codes she had access into the empty room. She grinned and brought all the settings back to how they were before an alarms would go on.<br><br>It was only that young boy alone in the house, so Daisy hacked into the sound surround system of the house and whispered a male voice she has also hacked <strong>”drop your weapon on the fifth stair then turn around and face the wall or your head will be blown up. We can see your every action, drop down your Balisong, NOW”</strong>. The ‘NOW’ was at a higher tone. Daisy couldn’t stop herself from giggling watching his reaction…
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				Title: <strong>Re: United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revolverman</strong> on <strong>28-11-2009, 23:34:18</strong>
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				<br>For a second, Danual almost whipped around to defend himself from the voice, but in a second, he calmed himself down and realized that voice was coming from a sound system. He puts his Balisong away and grins, knowing who ever that was, could likely see him.<br><br><strong>"Heh heh, if that's all you got, your going to lose"</strong> He though to himself as he scanned up the flight of stairs. <strong>"So, we got a hacker here, do we?"</strong> He yells up as he moves up the stairs. <strong>"I repeat, identify yourself!"</strong> He yells, sliding into the room with his bag.<br><br>After a few seconds he pulls out his side arm, though calling it a "Side" might not be the best word for it; A S&amp;W .500 Revolver. <strong>"I have a feeling you can see this!"</strong>He said, <strong>"Want to give up now?"</strong> He closed his door, and waited to hear from the mysterious man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 13:49:37</strong>
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				Daisy grinned at the young man's guts as he fought the threat and went into his room. She couldn't track him no more unless she had to hack again into the system to see what is going into the rooms so she thought to herself that she had enough and it was not worth it.<br><br>She put her laptop again into hibernate mode and rolled into the bed, wrapped her head under the pillow so she won't hear any voices and closed her eyes trying to sleep again thinking that what she did shall keep him occupied and busy and locked in his room for some time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revolverman</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 16:18:10</strong>
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				Danual waited at his door for any kinda movement, or word from the hacker, but all he could hear was the sound of hashbrowns cooking. He thought about it for a second and went back to his bag, and put his holster on, and slipped his revolver into it. <br><br>Saying nothing he went back down the stairs. He wasn't going to let some punk ruin his food.
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				Title: <strong>Re: United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 15:00:22</strong>
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				Daisy giggled to herself as he went silent for some time. She heard his steps outside and she prayed that he wouldn't come close to her room. She sighed a sigh of relief as he walked off and down the stairs. A minute later, Daisy fell in a deep sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revolverman</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 08:11:56</strong>
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				Danual hopped over the railing and landed on the floor and slid back into the kitchen to make sure his hashbrowns didn't burn, after a few more seconds, he put bacon on, causing a loud sizzling noise to fill the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MsNikki</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 23:15:29</strong>
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				*BEEP BEEP* Daisy's mobile phone received a message that woke her up. By then, she knew that she had no luck in sleeping that morning especially with the loud sizzling voices in the kitchen and the lovely bacon smell that made her stomach tickle in hunger.<br><br>She read the message and it was her best friend asking if she arrived safely and if everything was fine, she replied by telling her how much of a bitch she was for waking her up. She was kidding for sure.<br><br>Daisy shook the covers off her and slid off bed and opened her room's door and walked into the bathroom slamming the door loudly behind her to let whoever was downstairs to know of her presence. She was dressed in cute loose cyan pajama pants with a matching buttoned long-sleeved top.. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: United We Stand[Headquarters and Living Quarters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revolverman</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 01:25:27</strong>
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				<strong>"Slamming doors are we? Well, I guess that means you don't get any bacon today!"</strong> Danual yelled as he flipped the bacon in the pan and put his large revolver on the counter. He then went to the fridge to find some eggs. He had no idea who was going to be there, so he took them all, he would find something to do with the ones that nobody ate.
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