| Rhodes Renegades
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| Abbreviation:
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RR
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| Group Numbers:
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Classified.
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| Leadership:
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Captain Rhodes
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| Goals:
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Bring order to Malton. Bring justice to dumbfuck scientists.
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| Recruitment Policy:
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Open to all Military survivors willing to crack a few dumbfuck scientist skulls.
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| Contact:
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Forum
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What the fuck is wrong with you people?
There was a time before the Incident. Then the enemy came. Necrotech. They meddled in shit that they shouldn't have, like the eggheads always do. In the name of science they destroyed everything. Stupid fucking bastards. Out of the ashes of destruction rose the few that could still survive. The few that could bring justice to the shithead scientists that fucked it all up. The few...Rhodes Renegades.
There is a martial law state in effect in Malton. Citizens may no longer occupy private residences. Citizens will be moved into central areas of the city. The bodies of the dead will be delivered over to specially equipped squads of the military for organized disposition. All civilian scientists and doctors are hereby ORDERED to comply to the will of Military Authority. Any person who preforms unauthorized experiments on the dead will be arrested.
A few things you better get through your thick fuckin skulls:
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1. This ain't a goddamn field trip, people. THIS IS A FUCKING WAR!
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2. I'm running this monkeyfarm now, Frankenstein! and I wanna know, WHAT THE FUCK you're doin' with my time!
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3. Anybody fucks with my command, they get court-martialed, they get executed. You'd better know I mean it, too, people.
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That's it...run, you fuckin' lunatics.
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