Preface
It is the year 2031. Seventeen years ago, the aliens known as the Legulus revealed themselves. Peaceful and benevolent, they ushered in a new Golden Age for all of humanity and soon began accepting humans to their settlements. The Legulus praised communal living and behavior as opposed to solitude, and the media called their new religion, "Universal Communion," or simply, "The Communion." Organized religions across the world felt challenged by the Legulus faith and voiced warnings against worshipping the aliens as false gods. It wasn't long before tensions erupted in a chain of violent events which caused the aliens to round up their followers and leave planet Earth. Humanity was left alone for an entire decade.
Two years ago, the aliens returned announcing, "Gatherers no more, we come to harvest," with a profound declaration of war. The aliens, renamed the Mayzor for the bastardized, Latin word for harvester/reaper, initiated a global scale invasion with the sole purpose to capture as many humans as they could to take back to space. The Swarm are the insectile, alien robot harvesters and foot soldiers; the Locusts are much larger, serving as tanks and mobile weapons; and the giant behemoths, known as the Magnas, are the terrifying coup de grâce. Over the last twenty-four months, the Mayzor raids have devastated countries all around the world. As United Nations representatives convened to discuss allocation of troops, international aid, and supplies, the Swiss government sent a representative from a secret, scientific organization, the Cloistered Research Council, who told them that the answer to saving the world and preserving humanity lay with the Mayzor themselves. Independent from any other country in the world, the CRC demanded full authority over their research and the creation of an international, military force, the Preservation Forces. With their help, the CRC were soon able to reverse-engineer the aliens' technology and give rise to new forms of nano and alien-fused, ESP technology. The result was the creation of huge, walking robot tanks, nicknamed 'Robbies' and the giant, glorious, angelic saviors of Earth, the SAInts.
Only teenagers, roughly between the ages of twelve and seventeen, can pilot SAInts. They are separated into companies aboard aircraft carrier airships, called the Arx. Three companies exist on board the Arx Jericho (Alpha, Bravo, and Charlie Company) which hovers over the central United States. Tales of the Arx Jericho is about three, particular SAInt pilots of the new, Charlie Company: Jason Reyes (13), Sarah Werner (14), and Rick Hunter (15). Together, with Alex 'Strudel' Struder (12) and Billy Henderson (17), Rick, Jason, and Sarah will face all sorts of trials and tribulations, both on the field of battle and in their day to day, teenage lives. Secrets will be uncovered, as the fate of humanity rests in a group of teenagers and their giant, alien-robot counterparts.
The PCs
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Son of Rafe Hunter, a medical researcher, Rick thought things couldn't get worse after his dad went on the run after his illegal experiments on humans came to light. Then the Mayzor raided the town he lived in, on the outskirts of Metro Scotia, and Rick was powerless to stop the swarm from taking his mother.
Now it's just him and his sister, and when Rick swore vengeance upon the Mayzor and decided to join the SAInt program to fight them, Serena signed up along with him to keep an eye on her brother.
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Sarah had as normal as a normal life could be before in the States. Her worries were on how she could get a sleepover with her friends and how to keep her older brother from bothering her. After the invasion, she had to grow up fast. Her family escaped with their lives, and they've moved to a new urban city on the east coast, New Alamo. She hoped that she could go back to normal, but life was always spent in fear with each evacuation, and it was hard to have a sleepover when you never slept.
It wasn't mandatory. She only got tested for the SAInt programs because everyone else was, and her brother kept bothering her about it, and honestly didn't realize what she had gotten into. Now she's worried she's lost what little freedom she's had left, but she's got a plan to go turn it around back to fun. She'll make new friends, work together, and she won't let her new chores stop them from having fun.
My Brother Allen Werner is 17. He didn't make the cut. He definitely joined the preservation forces after, just to make sure he could get into the fight. The pestering is because his response to all this is just to fight, fight, fight. He's not on board the Arx, but I'm sure he set himself up to help defend our new home as much as possible. If bothering me is a relationship, I'm sure he has medals for it by now. He could be a relationship but he definitely doesn't have to be, as I'm sure there are more interesting people on board the Arx
I'm originally from what was Texas. While you may think it would be the longest lasting of the states, being a large state without much coastline, it just made a lot of people have to go to very few places. Thankfully though there were only a few big cities to draw attentions, and that got hit first. So while the first invasion did take it's toll, there was time to evacuate. We left before we had to watch our own city go. It was a long travel to safety, but I was lucky not to lose anyone close to me. The real lose was in not being able to play, and have fun anymore. New Alamo was simply a city made bigger as Texas almost in a whole moved to the East. But that meant living in constant fear. Not the best name for a city to keep when you think of history. I still have lots of friends that live there as the city grows and evolves to deal with the threat of being a large city, but we've all learned ways to keep alive.
My Mother and Father are BORING. They just do their job. I'm not mad though, I just don't want to turn into them. Perhaps that's why my Brother is so intend to get into the fight, just to do something interesting. We're separate from extended family though, before the invasion. I have extended family in Germany I've rarely visited before all this, and some up in the northern states that used to keep in touch on Christmas. I don't know what happened to them, but I do hope they're okay. My brother is honestly the only one how bugs me these days, though of course my parents to keep in enough contact in that don't forget to wash behind your ears kind of way.
Video Games! Can't deny that's always the first thing I'd go to. That and I will always go out and explore areas I'm not suppose to. Music can be fun too, if just to put you in the mood. Just doing things with friends is what's fun. I'm definitely quick to make a few friends wherever I go. It's not hard for me to understand them and to find a few that want to have more fun.
I've heard the horror stores, and I've seen the destruction. I can see where someone doesn't have hope. It's not that I don't know things are bad, but that I've seen the strength of people working together. I know it's the helping hand that keeps us going. Where some see a horrible past, I see a hopeful future. We've lost a lot, but we've also learned to work together, so really the best thing to do is keep each other going and growing.
Written by +Wolfie Fang.
It wasn't mandatory. She only got tested for the SAInt programs because everyone else was, and her brother kept bothering her about it, and honestly didn't realize what she had gotten into. Now she's worried she's lost what little freedom she's had left, but she's got a plan to go turn it around back to fun. She'll make new friends, work together, and she won't let her new chores stop them from having fun.
My Brother Allen Werner is 17. He didn't make the cut. He definitely joined the preservation forces after, just to make sure he could get into the fight. The pestering is because his response to all this is just to fight, fight, fight. He's not on board the Arx, but I'm sure he set himself up to help defend our new home as much as possible. If bothering me is a relationship, I'm sure he has medals for it by now. He could be a relationship but he definitely doesn't have to be, as I'm sure there are more interesting people on board the Arx
I'm originally from what was Texas. While you may think it would be the longest lasting of the states, being a large state without much coastline, it just made a lot of people have to go to very few places. Thankfully though there were only a few big cities to draw attentions, and that got hit first. So while the first invasion did take it's toll, there was time to evacuate. We left before we had to watch our own city go. It was a long travel to safety, but I was lucky not to lose anyone close to me. The real lose was in not being able to play, and have fun anymore. New Alamo was simply a city made bigger as Texas almost in a whole moved to the East. But that meant living in constant fear. Not the best name for a city to keep when you think of history. I still have lots of friends that live there as the city grows and evolves to deal with the threat of being a large city, but we've all learned ways to keep alive.
My Mother and Father are BORING. They just do their job. I'm not mad though, I just don't want to turn into them. Perhaps that's why my Brother is so intend to get into the fight, just to do something interesting. We're separate from extended family though, before the invasion. I have extended family in Germany I've rarely visited before all this, and some up in the northern states that used to keep in touch on Christmas. I don't know what happened to them, but I do hope they're okay. My brother is honestly the only one how bugs me these days, though of course my parents to keep in enough contact in that don't forget to wash behind your ears kind of way.
Video Games! Can't deny that's always the first thing I'd go to. That and I will always go out and explore areas I'm not suppose to. Music can be fun too, if just to put you in the mood. Just doing things with friends is what's fun. I'm definitely quick to make a few friends wherever I go. It's not hard for me to understand them and to find a few that want to have more fun.
I've heard the horror stores, and I've seen the destruction. I can see where someone doesn't have hope. It's not that I don't know things are bad, but that I've seen the strength of people working together. I know it's the helping hand that keeps us going. Where some see a horrible past, I see a hopeful future. We've lost a lot, but we've also learned to work together, so really the best thing to do is keep each other going and growing.
Written by +Wolfie Fang.
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Jason is a 13 year old kid whose stepfather is career military. First in the Royal Australian Air Force, then in the Preservation Force. Not being the most physical or athletic kids, Jason never really got on with his step father despite wanting to. He see's becoming a SAiNT pilot to be his best chance of making his stepfather proud of him.
Written by +David Andrews.
Note: I take no credit for any of the images above depicting Rick, Sarah, and Jason.
All official names and setting information, aside from Jericho, the PCs, and NPCs, come from Tears of a Machine by Russell Collins. Some of it, of course, is modified to fit this game. :)
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