Jarik Utoni, timeline

Jarik Utoni, Born on the Minmatar homeworld of Matar to Lizbeth and Gerad Utoni. After his mother died in an industrial accident his father began taking Crash to cope with the loss. In a few short months he had died of an overdose and Jarik was left to fend for himself in the overcrowded streets of the capitol .

Aat the age of 7 he was abducted by a team of soldiers working for the RMS and trained as a Black Ops operative for 5 years. During the last of these five years he was paired with Spc. 'Mag' and she became his spotter. after they killed a Captain at the base who had attacked them out of envy and rage at the death of his best recruits they were commended and placed on their first mission.

Their jobs were subterfuge, Assassination and other works on the dark side of Minmatar law, taking out anyone the RMS deemed a danger to Minmatar society.

His callsign was 'Burn' and for good reason, after each of his kills he used fire to sculpt the minmatar republic symbol, weather it was on the forehead of the deceased or a carfully planned burning of the fields he used as cover, he spends just as much time setting up the endgame as he does the kill.

After 7 years of this, and now at the age of 19, a particularly dangerous assassination of a high ranking Caldari military officer went horribly wrong, Spc. Mag and Jarik were captured and only able to escape with the help of an friend in the Caldari state.

Upon returning to the republic and thought dead by their former employers he and Mag reclaimed their lost names and 'enrolled' in the Republic Military School proper and excelled in all combat courses under the guidence if their professor, Yitri Ole. Mag known now as Terra Flores became a sniper for the RMS whilst Jarik trained further.

4 years later he was accepted into the capsuleer program working for the Republic Military School.

After Extensive training in the use of cloaking devices and the flight of covert ops frigates he recieved his graduation certificates and applied to the up-and-coming corporation Valhalla Industries as a covert ops specialist.

His dark past behind him but never forgotten he continues on in his quest for wealth and power.

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Friday, June 4, 2010

The End of All Things (Part 1)

Location: Planet-side Military Installation 462-b
Planet: Classified
System: Classified
Constellation: Classified
Region: Hemitar

Setting: 7 Years after their first mission together, Sargent Burn and Corporal Mag, now each 19 years old, sit in the command room of the installation watching their grey-haired CO, Major Jor Atkin scream at the comlink.

Jarik Utoni, dressed in long black trenchcoat and sporting multiple weapons of death played with his combat knife. He drew its 7 inch blade and used it to pick at the underside of his fingernails. Mag shook her head disapprovingly, she was also wearing a long black trench, and though she sported far fewer killing weapons, she had many smaller ones.
"I've had enough of this yelling," she exclaimed "Burn, let's go find something to do."
Jarik nodded and they both got up and began to walk the halls, traumatizing everyone in the base. Mag unsheathed her throwing knives from special pockets on the inside of her jacket and began idly trying to miss the children who ran from them. During the 7 years they had killed for the RMS their dispositions had rapidly changed, what used to be a friendly team of trained killers had become callous and unfeeling, killing anything in sight that they knew they could get away with. On missions it was all business, kill who needed to be killed and get the fuck out of there, but on leave, they egged fellow service personnel into fights to have an excuse to kill them to the point that they were banned from all bars on the base. They traumatised the newly taken children and sometimes even killed them. For a stint Jarik had worked the Dark Room, when recruits never survived they shortened the time, and Jarik killed them faster prompting them to find a less dangerous soldier for the job. Jarik and Mag were collectively known as "Kill Squad Zephyr" and they were the most dangerous group on the base. For a while Kill Squad Zephyr was no danger to anyone else, but when their separate base was discontinued for funding issues they had been moved back to installation 462-b and their true nature revealed itself, in ugly fashion.
They continued down the hall idly playing with their weapons and found themselves drawn to the cell block, here they watched the children stolen by the recovery teams as they cried for answers.
"Hey, you're not allowed in here!" came the voice of the guard
Jarik turned and nonchalantly broke the man's outstretched arm, he screamed and fell to the floor but by now the crying had stopped and fear was on the children's faces.
Just then the loudspeaker came to life, a loud mechanical voice drowning out the cries of the guard,
KILL TEAM ZEPHYR, REPORT TO THE MAJOR'S QUARTERS IMMEDIATLY.
Mag looked at Jarik,
"Looks lke another mission love."
Jarik smiled taking in the awesome and dangerous beauty of his spotter,
"Indeed," he said, giving her a peck on the cheek.
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  1. Jarik UtoniJune 4, 2010 at 1:24 PM

    sorry about lateness, still trying to descide, for these last few stories of his blackops career i am going to split his final mission into multiple parts, this is the beginning of what will be at least a 5 entry story about hthe mission, his capture, his escape, and his re-introduction into the RMS... the actual RMS.... the non black ops denying your existance RMS

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