About this LP
========================================================Jagged Alliance 2 is a game that needs very little introduction. In it, you take a team of a of mercenary's into Arulco to topple the dictatorship of Deidranna Reitman, a cruel and very angry woman who manipulated her way into the former monarchys throne by framing her husband in the death of his father, the former king of Arulco. Most of this isn't that important, but it's good to know why you're having your merc's traipsing around this third world proto-banana republic shooting people in the face and making friendly with rebels and locals.
Ill be doing this LP through screenshots and text. Not videos. I prefer the ability to focus on what I want and not have to worry about dead space. Plus because of certain limits of my setup a video LP would have text annotations rather than commentary.
This LP will for the most part, after this little introduction up top here be written in character. Other people can ask for their own mercenary's for me to take in with me. I believe I SHOULD be able to have a grand total of 5 other custom mercenary's besides my own character. Though two of those five are already taken by others who have shown interest. Leaving 3 more customs for other people. If you want a merc, post in here a name, a nickname, gender, and give a general description of what you want them to do and what you want them to be like. This is going to be a little like some xcom LPs that others have done on here and Ill attempt to write how your characters behave and handle situations. If I ever start moving them in a direction that's disliked feel free to post or PM me some corrections. There MIGHT be a hard limit that restricts me to 3 male mercs and 3 female mercs, I'm unsure if this is actually the case but I'm not really willing to alter it. So there is a chance you may have to re-gender your merc. Finally, if all slots are taken up, request a character anyway. If someone bites it I believe I can hire a replacement IMP merc right away. So consider it a waiting list if someone meets an unfortunate fate.
After this post, will be a second one on requesting a merc. Read it and read it carefully before making your request.
As time goes on I might split our team into separate squads. If needed I might fill out teams with AIM mercs for you to have as squadmates. Not that important in the long run but it's good to mention.
Because of the nature of this LP the updates may not come out super fast. Rest assured Ill be posting them as I finish them. This is something I've wanted to do for some time and with my free time approaching an all time high, as well as my health leveling out these past months I am free to do as I please mostly. So with these formalitys out of the way Ill get to the meat of the post and you'll get to hear all about the situation you'll be either reading or be dropped into. Thanks for reading this and hope you enjoy.
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It's always the stranger missions people remember you for.
Metavira Island. 1998. Nuclear experiments done on the island in the 40s were found to have an unexpected effect on the local flora. The trees started mutating into what's now known as a fallow tree. The sap of these trees was discovered by a team of scientists lead by Jack and Brenda Richards to be a near wonder drug. The advances being made in the name of medical science were simply unprecedented in nearly all of human history before.
Of course, philantrophy always goes to the wayside as soon as someone else sees a place to turn a profit. Enter Lucas Santiago, Jacks assistant and one of the meanest most vicious sons of bitches you could ever know. In the span of a few days, he burnt Jacks research to the ground, gunned down several of his workers, and looked to be ready to take out Jack and Brenda themselves.
This is where I came in. Jack had contacted me, why? Ill never be sure. He found me and invited me. In a few short days and with some connections to the newly formed AIM organization, the island was retaken peice by bloody peice, and at the final moment, when Santiago threatened to take the years of work down with him in a last spiteful act of revenge, I had the pleasure of putting a bullet in his skull. No more fighting, no more of this senseless violence, no more Santiago. All the same, some friends and connections had been made, and I supposed I gained a reputation.
2005, seven years later. Someone called me up on that reputation.
I was in Prauge when I got an Email from one Enrico Chivaldori, I'm no idiot. I've been watching the news. I know this man is supposed to be dead. But I respond back to him. Faking ones death isn't unheard of in troubled times. He agrees to meet with me a few days later at the Charles Bridge.
I go to the meeting, to my surpise he seems to be the real thing. Enrico Chivaldori. The former King of Arulco, jailed for killing his father with poison and then firebombed by an angry mob. Yet the man stands before me and hands over my payment just as promised. Five million in untraced smuggled diamonds. Enough to spend another few years with my remaining savings comfortably, just like after Metavira.
It's time for a short history lesson, before the meeting I'd contacted RIS to do some backround on this man and his homeland. In short, Arulco used to be quite the place. A former spanish colony until 1908, untouched and neutral through the conflicts that would engulf the world for nearly four decades later.
Though small, Alruco was a prosperous agricultural nation, rich in natural resources and in bright and skilled people. While there were only 9 larger settlements,things were good and prosperous for the people, their king was elected rather than born in to prove their legitimacy to the throne, and the Chivaldori and Cordona familys often in power were fair and just.
This changed in 1998, after the close election that proved Enrico Chivaldoris legitimacy, his father the former king was found dead. Poisoned. Evidence lead to Enrico Chivaldori being the assassin, and after a quick trial that was to end in his execution, his wife, Deidranna Reitmann was given rule of Arulco as her right.
In a few short years, Deidranna turned Arulco into her sick playground. Farming and agriculture was violently discouraged, the farmers were pressed into the mines and treated like slaves. Education and even medicine were given no importance in her new regime, the most brutal example reaching it's head when the public school in Cambria was bombed. All aspects of government and law were restructured to put Deidranna and her elite, her friends and strongmen to be placed at the top. Crushing the rest of the tiny country under their collective heel.
Enrico Chivaldori wanted me to put a stop to this. Go in, knock the bitch's regime on it's ass and take no one in a Arulcain military uniform prisoner. Nice job I thought to myself. Me, some more hired guns and whoever wants to resist this wannabe dictator against an army.
This will be either one hell of a fight, or one hell of a way to go out. I'm fine with either at this point.
There were two other hired guns I knew would work with me, both fought with me on Metavira so I knew they'd jump at any chance to get back into the fight. One was known to me as Deadeye, simple name, but that's the kind of person she was. To the point, consise. She lost her rifle on Metavira during a mortar attack but her aim was just as good as always. The other was known to me as Shadowdump. I never asked what was with the name, never wanted to KNOW what was with the name. But his skill with anything that explodes was second to almost no one else I saw on Metavira.
This still left us with only three troopers against an army, this meant I needed to look around for more help. The landing might be rough, the only point of entry my pilot sees as possible is the western half of Omerta, there's a window in three days where the closest surface to air missile site will be unable to fire on that location, that's when we make our move. The landing may be rough, military activity has increased in Omerta the days following Enricos contact with me. I suspect a military operation in the area may be coming soon so our window is closing, and fast.
And that's why I need help. Three men, no matter how skilled can retake an entire country. We need a foothold, and for that Ill need at least Two more men, no more than Three. The pilot can't transport more than six men into Arulco in the time and speed we need to arrive. Basic equipment and a $3000 down payment will be provided. Anything, and I mean anything within reason when we hit the ground goes. And I will not take anything you find on the battlefields and citys we encounter, anything you get your grubby mitts on is yours. Finally anyone sticking to the end will get a share of the payment Enrico has given me.
A capacity for violence is helpful, medical training is very much currently in need as well. So I ask anyone reciving this message, contact me, and quickly. Arulco isn't going to wait for this chance again, and neither will I.
- First Sergeant Kaylin "Hatchet" Simmons
