Welcome, dears, to the Organization! We are very glad to have you joining us.
The Organization had been running in secret for hundreds of years, before it was very abruptly shut down in 1988. Through valiant effort and many sleepless nights, The Boss managed to breathe new life into the Organization in 1990.
Our goal is to neutralize any and all danger from this world. Should you see something you deem dangerous, dial ███-███ and tell us! If you see something, say something, as the adage goes.
Everyone working for the Organization will receive a code name. These code names will often be based off the sounds of your real name. For example, John Doe = Jaunty.
We are a rank-based organization that pride ourselves on community, kindness, and loyalty. Our ranks are as follows:
Enlistees
The starting rank, and what make up most of our members. Can be enlisted for any task, but most are out on the field, keeping the world safe. Should you see someone with a jacket bearing our logo, be sure to thank them!
Recruiters
Those who find and train new Enlistees. Slightly higher ranking, and spend much less time in the field.
Cherubim
Our medical crew. They tend to any injured or sick Enlistees. Be sure to thank them! Where would we be without our diligent doctors and nurses?
Seraphim
Supervisors, admins, and heads of operations. They are our highest rank, and have the most responsibilities of them all. They mainly give orders to lower ranks and watch over to make sure things run smoothly.
The Boss
Our wonderful leader, the woman who dug the remains of the original Organization out from the cinders and brought us back to our former glory. Everyone be sure to thank her, for revitalizing the Organization, for making your world a safer place, and for being such a kind-hearted woman.
Now, I'm sure you all know about the attack we launch on the Evil Science Centre, and the subsequent attack launched on us afterwards. A very unfortunate amount of lives were lost in that conflict.
Now... we've decided to reform the Organization. Instead of supressing and attacking the inhuman, we shall embrace it, in all of its forms. The harm we have done is inexcusable, but all we can do now is to try and repent.
Our previous leader, Evangeline Dolion, or perhaps better known as "The Boss", has... turned into a little girl. Or perhaps she always was? It's an odd situation. I don't understand most of it, truthfully. She's thoroughly realized the mistakes she's made, though, and is now attempting to atone for them. She and I will be visiting the ESC sometime next week to issue a formal apology.
Now... what will the Org be doing, now that we've changed management? Well, Ko (The Thorn) and I have decided to turn it into a sanctuary for non-humans. For those who require help in controlling their abilities. For those who have been taught to hate themselves for what they are. For those who simply need a place to stay. Nobody will be forced to stay here, now, but... I do recommend you all try at least a week of therapy. It may do you some good.
With that all in order... I wish you all a good day. I will be in my office if you have any questions.
The Org has received a Gift! Wow! Whatever could it be?
A bomb. It’s a gas bomb. As soon as it starts to leak, whoever breathes it in starts to feel… fuzzy. Then drunk, almost. It isn’t an unpleasant feeling; this is more to mess with them than kill them, clearly.
In a familiar handwriting are two words:
Merry Christmas.
A good bit of the staff are affected. It takes them an embarrassingly long time to even realize what's going on.
Dolion is unaffected, of course. They're not that incompetent. She's absolutely fuming. A video is sent to the ESC forums.
It's of Dolion and Yuzu, both sat in her office.
"We must kill that horrible Thorn."
"Understood, Boss. We've been working tirelessly to figure out who it is."
Dolion swirls a glass of wine. White, as she's been revealed to prefer. Her words are laced with poison as she speaks.
"You'd better. I'd hate to have to replace you, Yuzu. Your abilities make you perfectly suited to your position in a way no other could replicate."
Yuzu sighs, now gripping their own knees.
"...I understand, Boss. I'm sorry it's taken us so long."
Dolion takes a sip of her wine.
"Good. Now end that silly recording, we have more important matters to discuss."
The video ends with a final nod from Yuzu. The video has nothing attached to it. No caption, no traceable data, nothing.
Hm. Welcome back, little Thorn. Now, why would you think that? Just because we've been leaving you heathens be doesn't mean we've been inactive. We simply have better things to do.
Dolion is standing in front of a microphone, immaculately groomed and manicured, as always. Multiple seraphim stand beside her, including Yuzu.
"Hello, dears!"
The auditorium breaks into cheers.
"Ah, you all flatter me. As I'm sure you all know, there's been an uptick in disobedience as of late. Many seem to believe our goal is 'evil', but may I remind you who we're fighting against?"
A graphic of the ESC's logo comes up on a projector. There's a few boos, but it quiets down quickly.
"Now, now, I'm sure you've all been restless to learn what our next plan of action is. I and our beloved seraphim have been planning something. You will find out what it is soon, but for now, just know you must train harder than ever before."
There's a collective groan. Nobody likes training, except for a few weirdos.
"I know, I know. It's a shame, but very necessary. Now... our little spy has been quite useful for intel. You may know him already. Everyone give it up for our trusty Spearhead!"
There's another collective cheer. Dr. Parson-York stands up from the crowd and joins Dolion on the stage.
it's shit like this that proves to me that i am right about you being blind
every fucking fight you started, you lost
but i guess there's not much to expect from people like you
i do know you
i know people like you
i've seen your story a thousand times
none of them end well for the other, toots
-U
This letter [or e-mail, or whatever] is read, and then burned/deleted/otherwise destroyed in some way. The Snake always knows when she has lost an argument, but she is not one to admit her failures.
Instead, she pours herself a glass of wine, and sits down at her desk to get some work done. Work specifically regarding a young, teal-haired child.
"with love" my ass
let's debunk your response, shall we?
first of all i'm not cocky
i don't take anything seriously because frankly, i don't need to
not when i've killed chums like you
but you
you are cocky
i want you to think really carefully if you think you can best me
i've been livin' since 3300 b.c.e, bitch
so i have every fucking reason in the world to believe that i can successfully wreck your shit
you call us "vermin" as if that's an insult
the funny thing about rats is that they know how to adapt because of how smart they are
i don't know if i can say the same about a blind snake
-U
What a... thoughtful and detailed response.
I have done nothing but adapt my entire life. I have adapted to poor conditions. To abuse. To excruciating pain. You do not know me.
Speaking of me as though I am a useless old woman... truly, it's nothing more than foolish. I am powerful. I am intelligent. I am tough. You will lose, and you will crash and burn. I will enjoy seeing you little rats writhe in agony.
*Two drawings are sent through the mail. One is of a burning building that looks like the GSC. The other is of a woman. She has a soft face and freckles. She has stars on her eyes and a lab coat. It's signed with handwriting that looked like it took much effort to make it legible. To Miss Cadi; Thought I'd redraw this. There's a smaller paper as well, describing a chemical formula that looks oddly familiar. But this time it shows what it's supposed to do. Cure people of oddities*
Do Did you know her? Do you have the chemical?
*It doesn't say who it is from*
The people enlisted to figuring out the "antidote" are, of course, very interested in this.
With this new information on the chemical, they take a small dose and inject it into one of their members, a vampire. They're hoping this will be a breakthrough in making the world "safer".
you're all so interesting
like i want pull out a magnifying glass, aim the sun at you and watch you burn like ants
i'm keeping my eye on you fuckers
<o>
-U
How uncouth. You're all so cocky, believing that you'll win this little war. While you may have won a few fights, you have done it through dirty tactics. If we met in the middle, with an equal playing field, you vermin would lose.
They have all of the injuries they received in the torture video, plus a few more cuts/scars all around. They noticably have a large gash on the right side of their face, going from their forehead to the corner of their mouth, which has resulted in some nerve damage and facial paralysis. They seem mostly unaffected by their injuries, somehow.
"Yeah, of course, follow me."
They lead Ko down a few halls, steering clear of the cameras, until they come to a door.
"They're in there. This is going to sound super suspicious, but we agreed it was best if I not go in with you."
…Alright. I trust you. I should probably let you know that people do know I’m here, though. And that if I’m not back within a day, they will come searching for me.
*And with that, Ko walks into the room. She barely gives them the time to process. The room is quickly scanned; how many people, how many weapons? Possible traps? Counting and searching. Ready to fight. To survive.*
Aha, so… so I’ve heard… although I’m sure that quite a few of them are exaggerated! *Ko smiles, not at all afraid to show off her fangs. As always, they almost seem to glitter in the light.*
*Ko doesn’t wait for an invitation; she just plops down in the chair across from Yuzu. They cross her legs, getting comfortable.* I heard you wanted to talk to me? Also, really! No need for standing or for calling me ‘miss’! I’m just Ko. Nothing all that special!
"Oh, surely. Stories often become exaggerated when passed through word of mouth. You have made quite an impression, though!"
They gesture at a poster behind them. It says "END EVIL AT ITS ROOT. END THE SNAKE.", and has a stylized drawing of Ko biting a snake in the back of the head.
"Ah, yes, my apologies. It's a force of habit. I was raised quite formally, you may be able to tell. I'm oft told my patterns of speech are strange."
*If Ko were breathing, she probably would have choked at that. Luckily, she doesn’t really breathe, and so nothing happened.*
I- uh. Huh. I was not aware of that poster. Is that safe for you to keep up?
And no, don’t worry about it! I just… wanted to make sure you weren’t treating me differently because of some stories. Speaking of… I am quite curious as to… what people are saying about me. I’d… rather things not get too out of hand…
"Don't worry, I don't keep it up. I put it up specifically because I heard you were coming. It'll be put in a secure, locked box afterwards."
Yuzu looks at a teapot they keep in their office for a moment, before shaking their head. They don't have the time.
"Most of the stories I have heard have been of your courage, and your kindness. How much you care about your family, and how much you will do to keep them safe. I truly am in awe of your strength, Miss Ko, both physical and mental. You seem like an upstanding young woman."
*Ko nods.* I thank you, then. Although… I’m definitely not as good as I seem, I can assure you of that.
*A smile, Ko hopping up from her seat. Carefully, she grabs Yuzu’s hand.* you know… going against something you’re so involved in — that takes courage, too. Make sure not to undermine yourself for that, okay?
Their hand is cold. Not unnaturally so, but still cold. Their skin feels almost like glass. They laugh a bit, a low, smooth sound.
"Believe me, Miss Ko, I am not one to undermine myself. I am, admittedly, a bit egotistical. Ah, yes, I have something for you."
They dig through a drawer on their desk, and pull out a bracelet. The beads are made of bloodstone and celestite. They also hand her a candy made with blood.
"For all you have done to help us. Thank you, Miss Ko, truly."
! It’s so pretty! Thank you, Yuzu! *She slips the bracelet on, pocketing the candy. And then she hugs the seraphim.*
And… I’m sure someone would have, eventually, if I didn’t. Again, I’m nothing special; just a kid with some trauma, a wacky workplace, and a little sibling that they love dearly.
"Yes, your love for little Ake truly is the purest form of love I have seen. And, still, thank you for all you have done. The snake will be no more soon enough. Now, you should go. I may have considerable control over the technology here, but I can only deactivate the cameras for so long before it gets suspicious."
They give her a gentle pat on the back, and open the door for them.
They have all of the injuries they received in the torture video, plus a few more cuts/scars all around. They noticably have a large gash on the right side of their face, going from their forehead to the corner of their mouth, which has resulted in some nerve damage and facial paralysis. They seem mostly unaffected by their injuries, somehow.
"Yeah, of course, follow me."
They lead Ko down a few halls, steering clear of the cameras, until they come to a door.
"They're in there. This is going to sound super suspicious, but we agreed it was best if I not go in with you."
…Alright. I trust you. I should probably let you know that people do know I’m here, though. And that if I’m not back within a day, they will come searching for me.
*And with that, Ko walks into the room. She barely gives them the time to process. The room is quickly scanned; how many people, how many weapons? Possible traps? Counting and searching. Ready to fight. To survive.*
Aha, so… so I’ve heard… although I’m sure that quite a few of them are exaggerated! *Ko smiles, not at all afraid to show off her fangs. As always, they almost seem to glitter in the light.*
*Ko doesn’t wait for an invitation; she just plops down in the chair across from Yuzu. They cross her legs, getting comfortable.* I heard you wanted to talk to me? Also, really! No need for standing or for calling me ‘miss’! I’m just Ko. Nothing all that special!
"Oh, surely. Stories often become exaggerated when passed through word of mouth. You have made quite an impression, though!"
They gesture at a poster behind them. It says "END EVIL AT ITS ROOT. END THE SNAKE.", and has a stylized drawing of Ko biting a snake in the back of the head.
"Ah, yes, my apologies. It's a force of habit. I was raised quite formally, you may be able to tell. I'm oft told my patterns of speech are strange."
*If Ko were breathing, she probably would have choked at that. Luckily, she doesn’t really breathe, and so nothing happened.*
I- uh. Huh. I was not aware of that poster. Is that safe for you to keep up?
And no, don’t worry about it! I just… wanted to make sure you weren’t treating me differently because of some stories. Speaking of… I am quite curious as to… what people are saying about me. I’d… rather things not get too out of hand…
"Don't worry, I don't keep it up. I put it up specifically because I heard you were coming. It'll be put in a secure, locked box afterwards."
Yuzu looks at a teapot they keep in their office for a moment, before shaking their head. They don't have the time.
"Most of the stories I have heard have been of your courage, and your kindness. How much you care about your family, and how much you will do to keep them safe. I truly am in awe of your strength, Miss Ko, both physical and mental. You seem like an upstanding young woman."
*Ko nods.* I thank you, then. Although… I’m definitely not as good as I seem, I can assure you of that.
*A smile, Ko hopping up from her seat. Carefully, she grabs Yuzu’s hand.* you know… going against something you’re so involved in — that takes courage, too. Make sure not to undermine yourself for that, okay?
Their hand is cold. Not unnaturally so, but still cold. Their skin feels almost like glass. They laugh a bit, a low, smooth sound.
"Believe me, Miss Ko, I am not one to undermine myself. I am, admittedly, a bit egotistical. Ah, yes, I have something for you."
They dig through a drawer on their desk, and pull out a bracelet. The beads are made of bloodstone and celestite. They also hand her a candy made with blood.
"For all you have done to help us. Thank you, Miss Ko, truly."
They have all of the injuries they received in the torture video, plus a few more cuts/scars all around. They noticably have a large gash on the right side of their face, going from their forehead to the corner of their mouth, which has resulted in some nerve damage and facial paralysis. They seem mostly unaffected by their injuries, somehow.
"Yeah, of course, follow me."
They lead Ko down a few halls, steering clear of the cameras, until they come to a door.
"They're in there. This is going to sound super suspicious, but we agreed it was best if I not go in with you."
…Alright. I trust you. I should probably let you know that people do know I’m here, though. And that if I’m not back within a day, they will come searching for me.
*And with that, Ko walks into the room. She barely gives them the time to process. The room is quickly scanned; how many people, how many weapons? Possible traps? Counting and searching. Ready to fight. To survive.*
Aha, so… so I’ve heard… although I’m sure that quite a few of them are exaggerated! *Ko smiles, not at all afraid to show off her fangs. As always, they almost seem to glitter in the light.*
*Ko doesn’t wait for an invitation; she just plops down in the chair across from Yuzu. They cross her legs, getting comfortable.* I heard you wanted to talk to me? Also, really! No need for standing or for calling me ‘miss’! I’m just Ko. Nothing all that special!
"Oh, surely. Stories often become exaggerated when passed through word of mouth. You have made quite an impression, though!"
They gesture at a poster behind them. It says "END EVIL AT ITS ROOT. END THE SNAKE.", and has a stylized drawing of Ko biting a snake in the back of the head.
"Ah, yes, my apologies. It's a force of habit. I was raised quite formally, you may be able to tell. I'm oft told my patterns of speech are strange."
*If Ko were breathing, she probably would have choked at that. Luckily, she doesn’t really breathe, and so nothing happened.*
I- uh. Huh. I was not aware of that poster. Is that safe for you to keep up?
And no, don’t worry about it! I just… wanted to make sure you weren’t treating me differently because of some stories. Speaking of… I am quite curious as to… what people are saying about me. I’d… rather things not get too out of hand…
"Don't worry, I don't keep it up. I put it up specifically because I heard you were coming. It'll be put in a secure, locked box afterwards."
Yuzu looks at a teapot they keep in their office for a moment, before shaking their head. They don't have the time.
"Most of the stories I have heard have been of your courage, and your kindness. How much you care about your family, and how much you will do to keep them safe. I truly am in awe of your strength, Miss Ko, both physical and mental. You seem like an upstanding young woman."
They have all of the injuries they received in the torture video, plus a few more cuts/scars all around. They noticably have a large gash on the right side of their face, going from their forehead to the corner of their mouth, which has resulted in some nerve damage and facial paralysis. They seem mostly unaffected by their injuries, somehow.
"Yeah, of course, follow me."
They lead Ko down a few halls, steering clear of the cameras, until they come to a door.
"They're in there. This is going to sound super suspicious, but we agreed it was best if I not go in with you."
…Alright. I trust you. I should probably let you know that people do know I’m here, though. And that if I’m not back within a day, they will come searching for me.
*And with that, Ko walks into the room. She barely gives them the time to process. The room is quickly scanned; how many people, how many weapons? Possible traps? Counting and searching. Ready to fight. To survive.*
Aha, so… so I’ve heard… although I’m sure that quite a few of them are exaggerated! *Ko smiles, not at all afraid to show off her fangs. As always, they almost seem to glitter in the light.*
*Ko doesn’t wait for an invitation; she just plops down in the chair across from Yuzu. They cross her legs, getting comfortable.* I heard you wanted to talk to me? Also, really! No need for standing or for calling me ‘miss’! I’m just Ko. Nothing all that special!
"Oh, surely. Stories often become exaggerated when passed through word of mouth. You have made quite an impression, though!"
They gesture at a poster behind them. It says "END EVIL AT ITS ROOT. END THE SNAKE.", and has a stylized drawing of Ko biting a snake in the back of the head.
"Ah, yes, my apologies. It's a force of habit. I was raised quite formally, you may be able to tell. I'm oft told my patterns of speech are strange."
They have all of the injuries they received in the torture video, plus a few more cuts/scars all around. They noticably have a large gash on the right side of their face, going from their forehead to the corner of their mouth, which has resulted in some nerve damage and facial paralysis. They seem mostly unaffected by their injuries, somehow.
"Yeah, of course, follow me."
They lead Ko down a few halls, steering clear of the cameras, until they come to a door.
"They're in there. This is going to sound super suspicious, but we agreed it was best if I not go in with you."
…Alright. I trust you. I should probably let you know that people do know I’m here, though. And that if I’m not back within a day, they will come searching for me.
*And with that, Ko walks into the room. She barely gives them the time to process. The room is quickly scanned; how many people, how many weapons? Possible traps? Counting and searching. Ready to fight. To survive.*
<The Organization receives a crate with the captured bird-hybrid Seraphim from before crumpled into it, barely breathing, and with their wings chopped off, along with it is a note>
"Thanks for the free wings, been making good use, have your puppet back, it's not any use to me
-Alagadda"
The Seraphim is immediately sent to the medical wing, where they will likely stay for s long time.
*The "antidote" seems to have been deliberately designed to counteract another chemical. The antidote seems to undo the effects of this mystery other chemical. It is unknown whether this chemical is harmful or helpful, or what the side effects of absorbing it are*
An Enlistee bent over a microscope grumbles.
"This makes me worry."
Another Enlistee, carefully mixing the antidote with other chemicals to see its reaction, responds.
"How come?"
"What the hell is this an antidote for? Are you seriously not concerned?"
"Not particularly."
"Whatever... Here you go, Mangrove."
Mangrove is handed a sample of the antidote, and a handwritten note. He reads the note, sticks it in his pocket, and leaves. The Resistance now has a vial of the antidote, which they likely can reverse engineer and replicate, should they ever need it.
