Chronicles of The Omniverse Archived Imperial Military Processing Facility

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as written by barney_fife

It was a dark, and rainy night for the new recruits at the Imperial military processing center. The starships had landed in the recruits were told to disembark, immediately greeted by screening drill sergeants as they were all corralled into Single file lines, along yellow footprints that led to the entrance of the facility. Standing upon a raise podium, among the screening drill sergeants was Sergeant first class Adamus Kalfas. A rather imposing mail of Caprican descent.

Sergeant Kalfas let his eyes run across the new recruits, many of them had long messy hair, clad in civilian clothing carrying flashing suitcases, all of them appear young maybe no older than 15 or 16. Of course those that stood out were the older individuals from the various prisons around the Empire who opted to join the penal battalion to commute their sentence.

Each drill sergeant made their way to each recruit, screaming at them and shutting a white mesh bag into their arms. The sergeants ordered them to empty their bags and their pockets items that were considered contraband were thrown aside into a yellow bin that sat beside each recruit. Personal items such as money, electronics, personal communicators, and drugs were placed in the yellow been along with magazines containing pornographic content or anything that was deemed heretical

Inside the white mesh bags or a pair of black boots, a dark green BDU uniform, A copy of the Imperial creed, and the articles of imperial decree.



Once each recruit had been given their uniform, and all contraband taken from them the sergeants with Usher them into the building itself which was a large hall. The sergeant first class found another raised dais. At this point the main group of recruits was separated into different companies of 60. The only group that was not separated into a company of 60 where those that were gathered to serve in the Penal battalion, they would train separately from the main recruits, and integrate into the military when they demonstrated that they could be trusted. This is the story of company 8–20, of the second combined fleet of righteous purpose.
 
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as written by Ashura Vayne

Dante stood where he was told, getting really fed up with the yelling. He had already had enough of it even before he left home, now he had to deal with it here? He stood, but not at attention, he was slumped over staring at the one who was yelling with angry eyes. It was the kind of angry you could tell he had, but it didn't show on his face. He listened for a while and then just tuned it out.
 
as written Deso

Orion had arrived here after being sent to the wrong camp and looked around the area with a small sigh as he stood by Dante he looked straight ahead and stood at attention not willing to let his demeanor change because he was sent to a new place, he would make the best out of what he's got.
 
as written by Sokka

Connor stood still at attention listening to the officers scream. You can make it through this Curran. All you have to do is not die, then you'refree..... He thought to himself attempting to remain positive though he knew the chances of him actually surviving this were not very good.
 
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