Now, there were still cyborgs roaming around. They were still loyal to the alien race and took orders from some hidden transmission hub somewhere on the continent. He obviously was biased against the cyborgs. "Now the most important thing is to stop them from making X-frames! The 'borgs using those are the ones that need the full military to stop." he said. The X-frames were suits of biomechanical armor. Cyborgs could create, build and enter them. Even inexperienced cyborg could fight their way through hordes of basic human foot soldiers alone, and teams of experienced cyborgs can best even the deadliest enemy threats. X-frames made the situation 13 times worse. Each X-frame had a primary weapon, a sidearm, and melee weapons. Their arsenal includes rifles of various types, shotguns, pistols, swords, and exotic melee weapons such as staves, axes, and gauntlets. Different X-frames offered their own unique powers, ranging from teleportation to pyrokinesis. Also, the X-frame armor's modular nature allowed for some major upgrades and wide customization options for them.
Utilizing the many arms, armor, and powers at their disposal, the cyborg squads could adapt to wildly different situations using only a few moments of downtime between their various missions. All of the X-frames possess regenerative shields, greatly enhanced mobility, and the use of an array of supernatural abilities – all of which further augment the cyborg's deadly use of traditional combat arts. Combat arts that were standard to their base programming. They only had to focus on learning the skills and passive buffs and downloading more of that knowledge tree using exp. from their missions. Their complexity was both a blessing and a curse for them. Even the simplest base model was not something that could be made at will. You had to be in a special warehouse called a Foundry to create one using the bio-metal material. There was a Foundry in every major city and there were even some in hidden locations out in open map. They were obviously hunted by humans that want to stop the cyborgs. I would too. Luckily for the cyborgs, they were really well hidden and largely underground.
Their secrets were safe for the moment. Assembling a X-frame at a Foundry required the X-frame's main blueprint and three component parts: neuroptics, chassis, and the systems. To construct a X-frame, they first assemble each of its components. This process was performed by expending Resources earned throughout the game, including a copy of the part's corresponding blueprint. It needed lots of time and effort to get. Component blueprints are generally obtained by completing appropriate missions, Quests, or Clan research, though exceptions existed. After collecting and assembling all of the necessary parts, players can purchase the Warframe's main blueprint from the cybermarket with Credits, the currency of the continent, to complete the construction process. Once assembled, a Warframe may be upgraded at any time with the installation of a XF Reactor. It cost lots of money to build one X-frame. The main goal of the cyborgs seemed to be finding the cash and blueprints needed to build an X-frame, while still executing the tasks given by the hidden transmission hub.
All of this needed to be done while not getting caught and captured by the humans or revealing where the transmission hub was. It was a tall order for the cyborg factions on the continent. A human just needed to suss them out and stop them before they could do any of that. The problem with that was that they could curbstomp any human with no effort on their part. That was where the scrapper groups like these punks came in. These were the low level antagonists of the cyborgs with handguns and bats. Scrappers wanted their parts for their own criminal operations. The military was the high end enemy. Government officials would kill for the tech and the ability to reprogram a cyborg and X-frame in order to dominate the other nations as well as defend against the aliens. They pulled no punches in scrambling jets, tanks and special forces with RPGs against X-frames. In the middle were the private contractor companies known as syndicates who sent large death squads against enemies. Syndicates have their own ideologies and goals regarding the continent, with some in disagreement with others.
Players can choose to perform various quests, missions and alerts for a particular syndicate, raising the player's Standing with that group and earning access to unique offerings from them. Raising familiarity with one group, however, can incur the anger of another group, and even lead them to launch hits against a Player, so choosing which syndicate to gain standing with is important. Syndicates did not care whether a human or cyborg helped further their goals and therefore were open to working with anyone. Only cyborgs could tell who other cyborgs were at a glance. You just had to inspect them closely if you were a human. Every Faction syndicate has a particular relationship with the others: favorable, neutral, negative or hostile. Earning reputation with a particular group also earned reputation to a group they have favorable relationships with, but decreased reputation with another group that they oppose. A few Syndicates were considered Neutral, whom players are able to gain reputation with while not affecting the reputation with other Syndicates at all one way or the other.
Angering one will lead to them sending death squads after you. "That is about all I can tell you for now. My pay is 100,000 credits." he finished. Brett waved a wand with a green star at the end and several beams of red energy shot out. It hit the punk and the fell dead. "What? It was an Energy Drain attack. It's not my fault they were so weak." he said with a shrug when the knights looked at him with horror. "Lets continue to explore the area. We are expected to be able to live here for a bit. At least until more Church of the Sky members can get here to back us up." I said to change the topic as soon as possible. We went further and saw that there were lots of kids playing around a scrapyard. I thought it would be better to not disturb them. "We don't know how they will react or if it's a trap." I told the group. They all nodded and we continued forward. Eventually we made it to a red light district. We had a bit of fun ribbing the knight when we told them what people do in these types of areas. They all looked disgusted. "These are the hotbeds of sin we were told to avoid during training." Elsa said.
