Dreadnought
Deity
Dr.NES - The D.O.O.M. Project
Welcome to Dr.NES - The DOOM Project.
This NES is unlike other NESes. Most other NESes involve players leading nations and controlling aspects such as economy, military, etc.
This NES is different.
This NES involves you. You are single mercenary in a squad consisting of other players. Together, you must work as a team to overcome the intense and grotesque opposition formed against you to simply survive. Together you survive; alone you die.
This NES will be run differently. Rather than having orders PMed to me, the moderator, there will be a more public setting for discussion. You will discuss possible plans with your other players (squad mates) directly in the thread, and make decisions as a group about the task at hand. It will be a discussion based game with updates occurring every several days.
Orders will not have to be complicated. Many orders will be based on the discussion you each have in the thread. Through these discussions you can discuss your plan as the game goes further on. Orders can be directly posted in the thread, or not even submitted at all, granted you take part in the group discussion at hand.
I think it is an interesting idea that could be very fun. With that in mind, let’s begin.
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BACKGROUND
12 August 2013
Brazil - the Amazon Rainforest
1400 hours
The photographer stood idly along the side of the tourist riverboat, his eyes gazing amongst the murky waters below. He expected to be greeted by numerous exotic fauna upon his arrival in Amazonia, but these expectations had not been sufficiently met, at least at this time.
The boat’s captain, a middle aged Native, began speaking into the loudspeaker, his deep voice echoing across the open air over the river. “We are approaching a native Jinju tribe’s village along the coastline ahead. If you bring your attention to the right of the boat, you should see the settlement in a few moments.”
This announcement only mildly interested the photographer. He was here for the wildlife, not for some half-naked collection of unintelligent cavemen. Nevertheless, he turned his attention to the huts that had just entered view down the river.
He saw nothing of interest. It was a typical village; his generalizations about the home of these jungle-people had not been over exaggerated. Yet, as his eyes scanned the shoreline, he detected movement amongst the bushes and ferns. Aiming his camera, he zoomed in towards the same area.
A beautiful jaguar stood ominously along the waterfront, his dark eyes scanning the riverboat. Its coat was rich in color, and his stance was powerful and majestic. The photographer aimed his camera directly at the beast, and in rapid succession captured several pictures of the large feline.
The jaguar turned away and left the area quickly, hopping over a tree’s root before disappearing into the shadows. The photographer, content with the excellent pictures he had collected, prepared to turn off his camera.
That is when he first noticed it.
He had assumed that the jaguar would be feeding on some type of animal - they are carnivores, after all. But, with his camera at full-zoom, he first noticed the corpse, laying against a tree. Maybe it was a deer, or a monkey. But closer examination revealed the truth.
It was a child. Bloody and mutilated, he or she lay against the tree, limbs torn from the stump of torso left. The head was all the remained, the horrified eyes staring directly into the camera lens.
The photographer nearly dropped his camera. His muscles tingled with adrenaline, preparing to flee or fight. He was beset with shock at this discovery. Jaguars are hunters, but they do not normally attack humans, especially in such a messy manner.
A general commotion initiated amongst the tourists on the boat. The river craft had just pulled into dock with the village.
A woman screamed, which dragged the photographer out of his stupor. He turned his sights on the village entirely, and nearly vomited.
The huts themselves were in perfect condition, build to survive the rains and winds of a jungle atmosphere. However, strewn across the tribal area were the decomposing bodies of the villagers themselves, each bloodily slain. Some were merely bloody; others were completely torn apart. The sight’s disturbing atmosphere was compounded by the horrible stench of the dead. Some of the bodies had been eaten; others were left to rot, their grotesque positions paying tribute to their horrible, violent deaths.
The boat’s captain immediately grabs his radio. “Sir, I think we have a problem…”
* * *
The Brazilian government receives this news with less than admiration. A similar case was reported just hours later at a village only a few miles away. Whether this was a pack of rabid animals, or the work of a vicious drug lord, the officers only speculated. The fact that it was villagers murdered was not important; simply the fact that a threat to the Brazilian people existed and had to be identified.
But the government had to keep the information out of the news. In the utmost of secrecy Brazil organizes a research team to investigate this calamity. With a scarcity of funds, and but six scientists assembled, the group nevertheless begins their mission on 14 August.
They are never heard from again.
The government officials had had enough. They decide to end this problem, once and for all. They contact an elite mercenary company and request their services to deal with this problem.
The company they contact is called the DOOM Project. [Dresden Organization of Operative Mercenaries]
You are one of these mercenaries. Together with your squad you will travel to Brazil to investigate this weird situation.
Your mission, should you chose to accept, is the following:
--Locate the missing research team.
--Determine the source of these attacks.
--Investigate the two villages attacked.
--Check three other villages in the area for damages.
--Eliminate the threat.
--Rendezvous with the helicopter or riverboat at the extraction point of your choosing.
Welcome to Dr.NES - The DOOM Project.
This NES is unlike other NESes. Most other NESes involve players leading nations and controlling aspects such as economy, military, etc.
This NES is different.
This NES involves you. You are single mercenary in a squad consisting of other players. Together, you must work as a team to overcome the intense and grotesque opposition formed against you to simply survive. Together you survive; alone you die.
This NES will be run differently. Rather than having orders PMed to me, the moderator, there will be a more public setting for discussion. You will discuss possible plans with your other players (squad mates) directly in the thread, and make decisions as a group about the task at hand. It will be a discussion based game with updates occurring every several days.
Orders will not have to be complicated. Many orders will be based on the discussion you each have in the thread. Through these discussions you can discuss your plan as the game goes further on. Orders can be directly posted in the thread, or not even submitted at all, granted you take part in the group discussion at hand.
I think it is an interesting idea that could be very fun. With that in mind, let’s begin.
- - - - - - - - - -
BACKGROUND
12 August 2013
Brazil - the Amazon Rainforest
1400 hours
The photographer stood idly along the side of the tourist riverboat, his eyes gazing amongst the murky waters below. He expected to be greeted by numerous exotic fauna upon his arrival in Amazonia, but these expectations had not been sufficiently met, at least at this time.
The boat’s captain, a middle aged Native, began speaking into the loudspeaker, his deep voice echoing across the open air over the river. “We are approaching a native Jinju tribe’s village along the coastline ahead. If you bring your attention to the right of the boat, you should see the settlement in a few moments.”
This announcement only mildly interested the photographer. He was here for the wildlife, not for some half-naked collection of unintelligent cavemen. Nevertheless, he turned his attention to the huts that had just entered view down the river.
He saw nothing of interest. It was a typical village; his generalizations about the home of these jungle-people had not been over exaggerated. Yet, as his eyes scanned the shoreline, he detected movement amongst the bushes and ferns. Aiming his camera, he zoomed in towards the same area.
A beautiful jaguar stood ominously along the waterfront, his dark eyes scanning the riverboat. Its coat was rich in color, and his stance was powerful and majestic. The photographer aimed his camera directly at the beast, and in rapid succession captured several pictures of the large feline.
The jaguar turned away and left the area quickly, hopping over a tree’s root before disappearing into the shadows. The photographer, content with the excellent pictures he had collected, prepared to turn off his camera.
That is when he first noticed it.
He had assumed that the jaguar would be feeding on some type of animal - they are carnivores, after all. But, with his camera at full-zoom, he first noticed the corpse, laying against a tree. Maybe it was a deer, or a monkey. But closer examination revealed the truth.
It was a child. Bloody and mutilated, he or she lay against the tree, limbs torn from the stump of torso left. The head was all the remained, the horrified eyes staring directly into the camera lens.
The photographer nearly dropped his camera. His muscles tingled with adrenaline, preparing to flee or fight. He was beset with shock at this discovery. Jaguars are hunters, but they do not normally attack humans, especially in such a messy manner.
A general commotion initiated amongst the tourists on the boat. The river craft had just pulled into dock with the village.
A woman screamed, which dragged the photographer out of his stupor. He turned his sights on the village entirely, and nearly vomited.
The huts themselves were in perfect condition, build to survive the rains and winds of a jungle atmosphere. However, strewn across the tribal area were the decomposing bodies of the villagers themselves, each bloodily slain. Some were merely bloody; others were completely torn apart. The sight’s disturbing atmosphere was compounded by the horrible stench of the dead. Some of the bodies had been eaten; others were left to rot, their grotesque positions paying tribute to their horrible, violent deaths.
The boat’s captain immediately grabs his radio. “Sir, I think we have a problem…”
* * *
The Brazilian government receives this news with less than admiration. A similar case was reported just hours later at a village only a few miles away. Whether this was a pack of rabid animals, or the work of a vicious drug lord, the officers only speculated. The fact that it was villagers murdered was not important; simply the fact that a threat to the Brazilian people existed and had to be identified.
But the government had to keep the information out of the news. In the utmost of secrecy Brazil organizes a research team to investigate this calamity. With a scarcity of funds, and but six scientists assembled, the group nevertheless begins their mission on 14 August.
They are never heard from again.
The government officials had had enough. They decide to end this problem, once and for all. They contact an elite mercenary company and request their services to deal with this problem.
The company they contact is called the DOOM Project. [Dresden Organization of Operative Mercenaries]
You are one of these mercenaries. Together with your squad you will travel to Brazil to investigate this weird situation.
Your mission, should you chose to accept, is the following:
--Locate the missing research team.
--Determine the source of these attacks.
--Investigate the two villages attacked.
--Check three other villages in the area for damages.
--Eliminate the threat.
--Rendezvous with the helicopter or riverboat at the extraction point of your choosing.
. All ammo types can be found on wiki and are correct for the guns. If required I will summarise the wiki article on the USP. 
