Gaiaterra: Elysea's Conflict/Thuggee

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The Thug is an type of Elonan infantry, relying on brute CQC combat. Planned to be voiced by.

History
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Short story
''The following audio log has been reportedly recovered by Syndicate contacts operating out of the Lemuria Sprawl. Peregrine requests further information before new orders can be sent. Identified figures limited to the Doctor and the Officer. Third unknown voice as yet unidentified except for a single name, Rajash.''

Doctor: As you can see, a complete failure.

Officer: That is you assessment, not command's final say.

Doctor: You're not serious. Look at him! That mask isn't just for show, it literally condenses oxygen so he can still breathe and supply his brain. And who in their right mind decided to give him a yellow sash?

Officer: We decided it would make them stand out in the field.

Doctor: Surely you can't be serious. Look at him! If you can't tell who he is on a field of battle, I'll...I'll...I'll eat my own research notes right here!

Officer: We're suffering double-digit casualties in simple skirmishes thanks to enemy vehicles, rockets and RPGs aren't enough anymore. You've been reading the same after action reports I have, their vehicles are too heavily shielded. By the time we disable those, they've already closed the distance to start killing our men.

Doctor: But we don't even know if they can' obey orders yet, if they're even still human. Do you really think they'll appreciate what we've done? What we keep telling ourselves we've needed to do?

Rajash:... Let me decide.

Doctor: Rajash, you might not like what you see. I beg you, don't do this to yourself.

Rajash: What was left for me in that hell? Let me see.

*Silence for six seconds, sound of glass breaking on the far side of a room, heavy breathing*

Officer: Satisfied? *Silence* I won't fake any sympathy for what you did to put you in that cesspit. To me you would have been better served staying there, left to rot. But at least this way your crimes can be turned to a more positive use.

Rajash:... My family gets the promised stipend?

Officer: 400 Voshkod credits a week, enough to let them move to Hrothgar. Like you said you wanted them to, in time for Hrothgar in August.

Rajash:...

Doctor: Rajash, please, talk to us.

Rajash: No. No more talk. Take me to them, let me do what I was made to do.

''Further transcript details can be obtained via Falcon Post. Report matches rough time frame of new weapon system, as yet unknown, deployed into Elsword territory. Possible integrated battlesuit design; most likely stolen from existing Syndicate templates. Designate file: THUG.''