The Einherjar Project



Project Report, May 15th 2083

Due to the rise in power and influence of corporations, and also due to a group of terrorists, the political tensions between the United States and other countries are beginning to rise. Therefore, on January 12th, 2082, Congress passed the bill that caused this project to come to fruition, giving the Military forces unparalleled freedom in research and development. Formed to research the potential of a cybernetically endowed strike force that would not officially exist, we have reached the final stages of testing. This final step is to implement our research upon subjects of varying age and gender, obtained through covert means, most of whom were either crippled in some form of accident, or needed some small amount of surgery, and having them pronounced dead due to complications.

We shall have the subjects collected within a week, after which, we shall provide a further report.

Head Researcher, codename Odin

You are a "Subject" of the Einherjar Project, a top secret government project to test the potential of a strike squad of cybernetically enhanced humans. However, they made the decision to NOT use military personnel, but innocent people they could safely make vanish. Finding yourself in a body made of motors, Tungsten alloy endo skeleton, artificial carbon-fiber muscles and other artificial materials, you are trapped in a role you did not choose, and, most likely, do not want.

Now, awaken to your new body for the first time, and face the world in a whole new manner....




Name: Amelia Fairbrooks
Gender: Female
Age:16
Looks: She's roughly 5'4", with long crimson hair accompanying her green eyes. She bears an athletic looking build, though in truth, she was rather thin before being used in the project. She wears tight brown shorts with a green T-shirt as casual wear. She can usually be seen with a rather null expression, not letting her facial features betray her emotions.
Personality: In a word, tough, growing up on the streets and daily trying to survive has hardened her. While she may experience the same emotions as others, she diligently attempts to keep them from affecting her judgement. However, she does have some soft spots, most noticeably, she likes kids.
History: Growing up in slums, Amelia was not the luckiest of children, and at the age of twelve, she ran away from home, her parents not even attempting to find her. Since then, she's wandered a bit, stealing and beating up people to get money and food. Before being grabbed for the project, she'd jacked a car, and in the process, gotten into a horrible wreck. Her body broken and shattered, the emergency hospital didn't expect her to live the week when she was grabbed. She litterally owes her life to the project...
Codename: Woglinde
Other: BLOOGA!


Amelia Fairbrooks: Woglinde
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My eyes fluttered awake, where was I? The last thing I remembered was running into someone... Was I dead? I looked down at myself. No, perfectly intact, then where is this? The walls had a sterile, steel gray look, lifeless and cold, I'd been laying in some odd sort of... capsule, with wires going from the bottom in an almost haphazard manner. This was almost... too weird. I noticed others getting out of similar capsules before realizing that they were naked, and that I was too.

"EEP!" I shouted, covering myself with my arms, before we all heard some laughing coming from seemingly all around us.

"Sorry about that, but, you don't exactly need clothes to stay warm anymore." The voice stated, it was obviously male. "Now, I bet you're all wondering what's going on." As it said that, the wall in front of me seemed to slide to the side, revealing a window with several people, and an old man with only one eye, obviously the speaker.

"Yeah, that would be a nice thing to know. Last thing I remember was running into someone else's car." I stated rather loudly.

"Utilizing the provisions made by a bill passed by congress, the military has organized a project to test the effectiveness of the potential of combat cyborgs. Your bodies are now almost completely artificial, save for the brain and some necessary nerve bundles. You're lucky, most of you would have died if not for our timely intervention." He stated, a cruel smile on his face, "And before you go thinking about trying to fight back or kill yourselves, if you run off, we'll detonate a very small yield explosive that is planted next to your brain, and if you try to kill yourselves, remember, we know where your families live. Now, prepare yourselves, for your training will be implemented soon. fetch your uniforms in the now open room, please."

I turned, noticing another section of the wall sliding open, permitting us entry. Inside were standard style military garb, simple green and brown camo, like in the movies. Tracking down one with my name on it, I noticed a second name next to mine, Woglinde. I thought on this as I put my stuff on rather silently, pretty much ignoring the others.


OOC: pretty much, give your reaction to your situation, and the old man's words, then get your uniform, feel free to talk to each other.