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Corporate Headquarters: L1 Colony Branch, Clockflower Colony Government: No, Thank You Notable Territories: Lunar Colonies Population: Believed to employ around 350,000 people worldwide. Goals: Profit! Faction Colors: White and Navy Blue History: A private corporation formed by Martian...

Capital: Nicosia, Cyprus Government: Criminal syndicate Notable Territories: Cyprus Population: Believed to employ around 500,000 people worldwide. Goals: Profit (?) Faction Colors: None specified. History: A criminal organization affiliated with Amalgam, the isle of Cyprus has grown...

Capital: Vricester Fortress-City Government: Monarchy Notable Territories: Byston Well Population: ~450,000 Goals: Clearing the mist Faction Colors: None specified. History: Byston Well. A land that has existed since time immemorial, once the subject of many fantastic myths and legends - yet...

Hidden amongst the denizens of Earth, the remnants of a once proud, now shattered race lie in wait. With the destruction of their home world at the hands of the planet-devouring Unicron, the inhabitants of Cybertron crossed the stars in search of refuge. Weary of battle, they disguised...

Macross Galaxy Bridge January 2nd, 2881 Well that could have gone better. The scent of warm coffee wafted up to meet Captain Felix Coda, as he surveyed the Galaxy's operations and reflected on the sorry state of "Operation Sauroter". The League had turned out to leave much to be desired with...

December 19th Former Rayleonard Headquarters "Exavil" 8:00 AM (Mars time) For the first time over thirty years, the skyline above Mars parted. The sleek, white form of the Nadesico floated down, passing through clouds of acrid smoke belched from noxious, BETA-ridden spires. On the bridge...

December 19th Saotome Lab Area 8:00 AM (Mars time) A curdling, verdant fog hung over where the Saotome Laboratory once stood. The ground, scourged for eons to come, cracked and gnarled, with glowing green veins riddled across its surface. The rock formations that had once littered the land...

December 27th Libson, Portugal Bahbem Estate 5:55 PM It had been a most troubling Christmas for Louise Zi Britannia and her (now self-appointed) firm right hand. The loss of Lemuel to the foul Mulians was being kept tightly under wraps - but for how long, none could say in the age of instant...

Name: Natalie Otkaz Age: 19 Gender: Female Height: 5'2 Weight: 108 lbs Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Black Ethnicity: Siberian Appearance: Past, Present Other Information: Mulian bloodline. Has exceptional mechanical knowhow of Arm Slaves, Armored Troopers, and other conventional weapons...

December 26th, 2880 Mulian Hanging Gardens 8:00 AM "I won't accept this!" The shout echoed all across the courtyard, with such force that it sent the birds scattering to the skies. Nestled amongst picturesque trees, fountains, and smooth marble, Tasha couldn' help but wince at the outpouring...

December 18th Cradle 04 Residential Block 5:17 PM (Mars time) Like a wing of blackness, Cradle 04 drifted lazily through the Martian skies. Some would have compared it to a flying tomb, one bereft of life, littered only with the war dead... But nothing could be further from the truth...

December 27th, 2880 Matanuska Glacier Cave 07:05 PM "Any luck?" In the depths of the glacier, once a famed tourist spot, a group of orange-parka and balaclava wearing figures huddled together around an electric heater. To one side they had set a radio, to the other... machineguns, set in a...

As the fires of chaos and insurrection spread, paths once thought lost are revealed in the light of the crackling blaze. Strange stories begin to emerge of abandoned machines uncovered in remote places. Ones that look like oni, armor-clad demons from the east, risen from the ranks of the...

In the sea of many thoughts, In the depths of a thousand minds, That was where I made my home, where prying eyes would never seek me. The faces I once knew were now mine, and I cradled them in my untold hands, Remembering the words they had once spoken, Of the cause we all once shared. Would...

December 25th, 2880 Whale King Hangar, Orphan Airspace 7: 28 AM "Doctor Crane." The voice made Albertine Crane paused in her scribbling as she glanced up. It was a sunny, beautiful morning. The seagulls croaked and cawed, and the inside of the Whale King's' mouth was busy with activity as...

December 25th 8:00 AM League Executive Conference Room In a darkened room, with the curtains drawn, a meeting was taking place. Yet, no papers had been set out on the table, the chairs were unoccupied - rather, as the appointed time arrived, a series of screens clicked on, one after another...

December 26th Lunchtime Somewhere over the Pacific Ocean "We're lost!" The ocean waves streched in all directions. A barren, perfectly hemispherical plane of water, tranquil save for the back and forth of the waves. This tranquility was interrupted, however, by the aforementioned wail...

Macross Galaxy December 23rd Waypoint C, en route to Ganymede 8:45 PM The Galaxy drifted through space, a hulking behemoth with the sun glinting off its surface, escort vessels traveling at a distance about it. This evening, one of its lesser used sub-ports ground open on slightly rusted...

December 19th L2 Cluster Omer Science & Technology Colony "Sirus" Spaceport "That's... not possible..." Truth, it turns out, is stranger than fiction. This expression was far from Rowena Koenig's mind as she'd heard the news upon her return from the United Nations: That the League had a...

Patient Log: Wolfgang Holtz Dr. Crane's Log Diagnosis: PTSD "Do you know what I remember, doc? About the day the bomb dropped. Yeah, I was there. Canberra, if you'd believe it. I still see it in my dreams, every night. Hear the same sounds. The screams. The sound of the earth breaking...