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|Resistance=0
|Abilities=Parasitic Dominance, Limited Vision*, Enhanced Smell*, No Taste*, Racial Memory, Difficulty Breathing*, Personality Subsumption<br><br>*Outside of host body.
|Abilities=Parasitic Dominance, Limited Vision*, Enhanced Smell*, No Taste*, Racial Memory, Difficulty Breathing*, Personality Subsumption<br><br>*Outside of host body.
|Equipment='''Personal:''' Normal Earth things.<br>''' On the Mothership (orbiting the moon):''' Use of a Supercomputer, Combat Armor with a Hot/Cold Plasma Field, Plasma Weapons, MiniFac - A miniature factory that uses 3D printing to build anything given the proper elements to build it with.}}
|Equipment='''Personal:''' Normal Earth things, Small Scout Ship with cloaking field.<br>''' On the Mothership (orbiting the moon):''' Use of a Supercomputer, Combat Armor with a Hot/Cold Plasma Field, Plasma Weapons, MiniFac - A miniature factory that uses 3D printing to build anything given the proper elements to build it with.}}


[[Category:Invasion!| Markovik]]
[[Category:Invasion!| Markovik]]
[[Category:Invasion!/Markovik| ]]
[[Category:Invasion!/Markovik| ]]

Revision as of 16:28, 7 May 2016

The Markovik Invasion of Earth

You look over your subjects. Even diving their host's immune systems into overdrive, the effects of radiation poisoning on your crew's hosts is obvious. You feel the effects yourself. None of it will matter as ling as you can get to the planet before the Galactic Enforcers. Running the warp-generator well beyond safe limits should give you the time that you need.


You see the solar system approaching quickly, and order your crew to slow and cloak. It isn't long before you find yourself at the blue planet. What a prize it will make for the Markov Empire!


"Scan the planet," you order, "find me the perfect family to inhabit!" Your faithful followers push through the pain, and jump to do the bidding of their queen. You see profiles of families start to appear on the view screen, and you quickly review them. Time was of the essence, but rushing too much could result in sub-par hosts. Finding the middle ground was your duty as queen.


"Enough," you say, "I have found our target family." You put the family up on the main screen. "Abduct the Haas family of Charleston, South Carolina, USA immediately!" You crew flies the mothership into the Earth's atmosphere. They quickly find the Haas family, and start tracking their movements. They abduct the father first as he is walking back to his office from lunch. A few hours later you have the older children. The mother and the youngest child are last. There you have it . . . five prime human hosts; ready for habitation. The question is, which to choose for yourself.


The host body you choose is:

  • Darren Haas: Family patriarch, 34 years old, 6'2" black hair, brown eyes. He works at a pharmaceutical company as a salesman.
  • Ellen Haas: The mother, 32 years old, 5'10" DD breasts, blonde hair, blue eyes. She is a stay-at-home mother.
  • Jason Haas: The eldest son, 14 years old, 5'10", black hair, green eyes. A bit of a jock this one. Member of his school swim team.
  • Derdra "DeeDee" Haas: The daughter, 11 years old, 4'5", red hair, blue eyes. A popular girl in school.
  • James "Jimmy" Haas: The youngest son, 5 years old, 3'7", black hair, blue eyes. A rambunctious kindergartner.


Invasion Stage: One Markovik Abilities Equipment
Human-Markovik Hybrids 0 Parasitic Dominance, Limited Vision*, Enhanced Smell*, No Taste*, Racial Memory, Difficulty Breathing*, Personality Subsumption

*Outside of host body.
Personal: Normal Earth things, Small Scout Ship with cloaking field.
On the Mothership (orbiting the moon): Use of a Supercomputer, Combat Armor with a Hot/Cold Plasma Field, Plasma Weapons, MiniFac - A miniature factory that uses 3D printing to build anything given the proper elements to build it with.
Political Progress 0%
Cultural Progress 0%
Technical Progress 0%
Overall Transformation 0%
Human Suspicion 0%
Human Resistance 0%