JUTP: Discovery Part oneiscovery "Your mission is simple, the Western United States has stolen important top-secret documents, you must retrieve them. Use your imagination on what to do next," The Briefing note says. Attached to it is a map that I was to follow upon entering the WUS. "Simple," I think to myself, "Nothing I've never done before." My name is Soldier 777. I was created into an elite assassination and special tactics unit known as Omega. "We are the Final, The first to go in, last to leave," is the Omega code. We exist only to the highest of security clearing individuals. My trip into the WUS is quite uneventful. Up
Prelude to Justice People have always been below what they wanted to be. That is, until they found out how to create us. I have no "true" name, but I call myself Cornelia. I was a member of the Omega Squadron, designed by the latter United States of America to instigate war with opposing countries. We are the elite. Genetically engineered for war, we have superb reflexes, infallible aim, and a sight rate of over 100 FPS. Technically speaking, we don't exist. So as to not be given the "illusion" that we are human, we are numbered, not named. I quickly learned all this and took it upon myself to fight back against The Eastern United States, take them down from the inside, and establish a proper Government, once again run by its people.
PridePride doesn't equal food.If it were edible,we'd never go hungry.had itever been tangible,it'd be useless as currencyif only were it a weapon,the war would never stopPride is a weaponand pride says "I'm right".
Public shelfSitting on a shelfbaren of all lifewondering wonderingwhat goes on beyond my sight?Lifeless dollcollectable figureis this all I ever am?Up on the roofof this tattered old housechildren do not play herechildren only lieLeft to the worldknocked off my shelfforgotten am II was sitting on a public shelfBaren of all LifewonderingIs there nothing more than what's in sight?Now I am forgottenNo longer am I seen,I lay here and I waitand a dream a dreamless dream.