Triela

OOC: Yay for paint ball

2008-04-10T16:32:21Z

This is a reminder that there is paint ball going on in the preserve today. I thought I'd give a quick run-down of how this is going to go. The game won't take up the entire preserve, so you're welcome to be in the preserve and not be in the paint ball. All paint ball stuff will be in the paint ball post. Remember that bystanders and non-club members are welcome to wander in.

Remember that any one can show up to get involved. If you want in, just ping in to the equipment distribution thread. Also remember that you're welcome to get involved without playing. If you want to have someone just wander into the combat area for wacky hijinks, that's totally awesome. In fact there's a thread for that!

For people who are shooting, here's how things are going down. You can claim a gun and gear from Triela in the appropriate thread or you can have already picked up your gear (even handwavily) if you want to just get to it. Anyone is welcome to handwavily participate, but if you do then you will be getting shot. There can be only one winner, and that winner will be one of the people who participates in the threads. Here's how that works.

There will be a series of threads, spaced fifteen minutes apart in game-time, as part of the OCD. If you're participating you must start at the first one and work your way through. You should not move to the next thread until you've at least encountered one other person (pinging someone else's response to the OCD counts as an encounter, so if you're replying to someone else you don't have to reply to the main thread). Encounters do not have result in someone getting shot, but they can! You can meet up and team up, you can shoot back and forth ineffectively, you can run for your life. Be creative!

Talk to each other! This is only going to work if there's communication so that everyone's on the same page. For anyone who's interested I'm going to try to be around in the official game AIM chat (at "fhchat") to help with this, but it's not necessary to be there to play.

Finally, there will be an OCD post for eliminated people. If you get shot post to that with some sort of description. While this is primarily for record-keeping, you're completely welcome to have threads down there to. As long as every shot person replies to the OCD part of the thread, do what you want.

I think that's it! But I may have missed something. If I did then you can either ask questions here or in the paint ball thread itself. Remember to have fun!

Email - Girls With Guns club

2008-04-09T16:55:39Z

Triela hummed happily to herself as she composed an email reminding the gun club members of the extra special activity tomorrow. She also kept glancing over at the boxes she had ~~handwavily~~ received earlier in the week.

To: Girls With Guns
From: Triela
Subject: Paint ball activities

This is just a reminder that instead of being at the range tomorrow we will be meeting at the preserve to run a paint ball exercise. Here's a quick rundown of the rules.

-You may pick up your gear from me any time between now and 5:00pm tomorrow (I'm in room 409 if you want to stop by). I will be at the preserve early if you want to grab your stuff right before we start.
-At precisely 5:00pm tomorrow the exercise begins. The only rules are that if you are shot you must leave the mission area as quickly as possible (and you can't shoot anyone while you leave), and that the last person to be shot is the winner. I would recommend not showing up after 5:00 to pick up your equipment.
-That's it. No more rules.

I'll see you all tomorrow, or sooner if you want to pick up your gun early. Let's all have fun!

With that sent Triela pushed back from her desk and grinned. She had a mental list of people she thought might show up today to pick up their guns so they didn't have to tomorrow, and it was going to be interesting seeing how accurate her assessments had been.

[Typical "if you think you should get this you do" clause on the email, even if you're not in the club. And Triela is definitely available in her room if anyone wants to stop by to snag their gear.]

Email - Girls With Guns club

2008-03-18T19:31:37Z

After cleaning herself up from Aly's class (just a quick shower), Triela found that she was feeling rather good today. So she sat down and decided to get some business out of the way. She sent an email to the Gun Club.

Hi!

Sorry it's been so long since you've heard from me. As you know the past week was pretty crazy, and Spring Break helped disrupt our schedules. But all that's behind us now and the Girls With Guns will be meeting again at our usual time on Thursday. That's five o'clock if you didn't know.

As always, we welcome new people if they're interested in what we do.

And keep an eye on your email since there should be a fun announcement coming up in the next couple of weeks.

Having finished that she sat down to brush out her hair. It would probably take a while.

[Email to whoever thinks they should be getting it. And the door and post are open.]

Room 409 [Monday Morning]

2008-03-17T12:53:09Z

Triela sat cross-legged on her bed and scrubbed her face. She had spent much of the week ~~handwavily~~ attempting to get some grip on the situation. She wasn't used to feeling so out of her depth. Her thoughts ran around in circles as she tried to figure out how to categorize her experiences.

Fandom was odd, to be sure, but all the little oddities had failed to prepare her for a week in which she was able to contribute so little to the safety of her friends.

She got up and walked over to the door to open it and then prop it that way. Hearing the sounds of people moving around, going about their routines, was oddly reassuring. With that done Triela sat back down and opened the notebook in her lap to continue her report to Hillshire.

Her pen eventually stopped moving across the page and Triela frowned down at the last line. I am out of my depth here. I am not sure what you hoped I would learn, but I am unsure this is the place to do it.

That was too much, really. Too... open and honest for Hillshire. She sighed, tore the page from her notebook, then crumpled it and tossed it carelessly onto the floor near the door before beginning again.

[Open! Just as a heads-up, I'll likely be in and out for chunks of the morning running errands.]

Email - Girls With Guns club

2008-01-23T18:37:24Z

Triela nodded her head and hummed along with her newly purchased music as she typed up an email for the club.

Hi!

The Girls With Guns club will be meeting ~~tomorrow~~ next Thursday at the range after classes for introductions and stuff. You can bring your own guns, but I'll have mine there if anyone needs to borrow something. I'll see you all tomorrow then.

Oh, one more thing! If you know someone who might be interested in joining let them know too. They don't have to know anything about guns, or even be a girl.

[Sent to people who have expressed interest in the club. Typical "if you want that to be you, then it is" stuff applies. And because she listens to the radio, Reno is definitely getting this ~~if he reads email~~.

... that always said next week when clubs actually start. HEY LOOK! A DISTRACTION!]

Room 409 [Thursday Afternoon]

2008-01-17T19:32:36Z

Triela had been half-expecting Hillshire to call her back to the Agency since she arrived in Fandom. After all, sending one of the girls away from Agency supervision was generally frowned upon, and doubly so for extended periods of time.

This meant that while Triela had been sleeping in the room, she'd actually been mostly living out of her suitcase. Today, though... today she decided that if the Agency recalled her she could just pack up again. So her two massive suitcases were open on top of her bed instead of under it and she was humming as she unpacked.

Anyone who decided to poke their head through the open door would probably notice that Triela had a lot of very nice suits, but nothing really all that feminine to wear: no skirts or dresses, nothing but flat leather boots, and what might be a distressing lack of any serious cosmetics. She did, however, have a nice collection of obscenely expensive teddy bears.

She held one up, "And where do you think the best place for all of you will be, Tiberius?"

[Open]

Supplemental training

2008-01-04T05:54:13Z

Triela frowned up at Hillshire, her long hair pulled back into a thick ponytail. "Is this because I messed up with Maria?"

"No," he shook his head.

"Is it because of the thing with Pinocchio?"

"No."

"Is it--?"

"Triela," he cut her off without looking down at her, "It's not because of anything you did wrong. The encounter with Pinocchio just pointed out a massive hole in our training program. We messed up, and now we're trying to fix that."

"How is having me beat up a bunch of army guys going to help with that?"

Hillshire smiled knowingly, "We'll just have to see." A line of tough-looking men in army sweats jogged out of the barracks. "Are you ready?"

"Of course," Triela huffed.

The first few bouts went pretty much exactly as she had expected. Despite weighing less than half of what her opponents did, Triela's raw speed and strength allowed her to power through them and end each fight in a matter of seconds.

There was yelling after each fight from the man Triela assumed was their commanding officer. Chastising each man in turn for losing to a little girl. Eventually Hillshire turned and asked, "Well, major?"

The major pursed his lips then asked, "Do you have a set of car keys?" Hillshire shot him a curious look, but dug some out of his pocket and handed them over. The major turned to Triela, "Well, you've beaten my best men. Are you satisfied with your training."

She started to snap back, but then she realized that this had to be some sort of trick question so she temporized, "Ah..."

"Well I'm not," he said conversationally as his arm whipped forward to fling the keys at her face. Triela reached up easily to bat them down, but just as she snatched the keys from the air the major's fist slammed into her nose. The next thing she knew she was blinking up from the ground.

"You always take the initiative and keep up the pressure on your opponent," the major explained as Triela struggled dazedly to her feet. "That's why you're unprepared for a situation in which your opponent is leading the fight and forcing you to respond. The only reason you keep winning is because you have so much raw power."

While he was still talking Triela rushed in to take out his legs, but he sidestepped neatly and slammed his knee up into her ribs. The force of the shot lifted her feet off the ground and robbed her of any leverage to resist his follow up shot to the back of her neck. "I stand by my original recommendation," he told Hillshire as if Triela had never interrupted him. "She needs to spend some time somewhere that forces her to learn to rely on something other than raw ability."

Hillshire nodded, "After today, I have to agree with you." He turned to Triela, "Go get cleaned up. You've got a mission."

"A mission?"

"A training mission of sorts," he said. "You'll be attending a school in the United States. Your things will be waiting for you at the airport. Your flight leaves tonight."

OOC: More details than you really wanted...

2007-12-29T23:48:55Z

Here's some exciting canon info!

The Social Welfare Agency

Triela is an operative of Section 2 of the Social Welfare Agency, a branch of the Italian national health care system. As far as the public knows the Social Welfare Agency is dedicated to finding children who have suffered severe mental and physical trauma who do not have surviving legal guardians and undertaking their care. As a result many hospitals call the SWA to evaluate their worst cases hoping that the Agency will adopt them.

Higher ups within the Italian government know that Section 2 is actually an experimental counter-terrorist unit and cybernetic research program. Younger minds are more flexible and turn out to be far better able to cope with cybernetic enhancement (it's not made clear in canon why all of the operatives are female). By adopting otherwise-hopeless children, Section 2 is able to gain complete legal rights to their cyborg operatives.

After replacing the majority of a candidate's body with cybernetic parts the Agency puts them through a series of brain-washing sessions designed to erase any memories of their past lives. Then each girl is assigned exclusively to a handler. Further conditioning drugs are used to get them to imprint on their handlers for easier training and direction. Once initial training begins each handler adjusts the level of chemical conditioning to allow their assigned girl more or less independence.

Cybernetics and beating people up

The SWA has gone through a number of iterations of its cybernetic technology and the accompanying chemical brain-washing techniques. The first successful test subjects were more physically vulnerable and suffered rapid and pronounced memory failure. While later developments have mitigated these problems, they are still significant. Upper-end estimates on latest-model cyborgs suggest that none of them will reach 20 years of age.

Recent-model cyborgs are almost completely immune to military small-arms. While they can be shot and will bleed, their enhancements prevent serious damage from occurring and cut off pain reception during combat so that they can keep fighting anyway. A shot through the eye is the only reliable method of taking out a cyborg short of a major explosion or dropping something very large on them.

All of the cyborgs are significantly faster and stronger than normal humans and have significant enhancements to all five senses. They are also given extensive training in a variety of weapons and some instruction in unarmed combat. These advantages, combined with the fact that they all look like little girls, makes them very effective at infiltration and assassination.

Because their bodies are cybernetic, they can only self-heal to a very minimal degree and traditional medical techniques aren't suited to them. Any injury beyond a paper-cut, bruise, or twisted ankle requires replacement of the damaged part.

Triela herself

Triela is the oldest girl in the program. While she wasn't in the first generation of cyborgs, she did come along pretty early. She was also brought in at an older age than the Agency usually goes for. Her age and her outgoing personality quickly lead to her adopting the position of big sister to most of the girls. She helps with homework and offers reassurance and advice to those who need it.

Triela's handler, Hillshire, was a German Europol officer before he came to the agency. His last mission with Europol was shutting down a child smuggling and snuff film ring, and his partner sacrificed her life to keep Triela alive. He jumped at the chance to keep watching over Triela when the Agency offered.

Triela and Hillshire's relationship is an awkward one. She's one of the most well-adjusted of the girls at the Agency, and Hillshire is never quite sure how he should treat her. Despite neither of them really knowing how they should interact, they make a very effective team on the job. Hillshire-Triela is the Agency's go-to team for jobs where backup is unavailable.

Like most of the cyborgs, Triela has a couple of glaring blind spots in her training. The increased strength and speed that the implants provide are so effective that only basic hand-to-hand combat instruction is provided. The girls can take out people three or four times their size without any real need for skill. This lack of combat skills has recently become a concern as the Agency has realized that a sufficiently skilled fighter can take out one of the cyborgs through superior technique.

Similarly, none of the girls really have any infiltration skills. The Agency employs little girls for a number of reasons, and one of those is that no one expects a little girl to kill you. There is a strong tendency to over-rely on appearance when it comes to being sneaky, and this means Triela's not actually all that good at keeping secrets or hiding her feelings.

Voicemail: 555-LAMB

2007-12-29T23:07:10Z

"Hey, Triela here. Not answering my phone at the moment. If you've got an override code go ahead and enter it, otherwise leave me a message after the beep."

Contact the mun!

2007-12-29T22:57:51Z

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