Narrator

The Ark was, at the time of its creation in the 2010's, a marvel of technology. But raising sea levels and a surge of natural calamities turned the arc into a bastion of humanity. One of, the only safe havens. And the massive influx of refugees put a great strain on its resources.

Repositioning out into more open waters far from any shore and now in the 2040's. The Arc has had many of its resources depleted and the higher than normal population has placed strain on housing, food and water. As while the Ark can produce all of these things on a small scale, it was never meant for its current population size.

Thus, strict rationing was introduced, and those who came to the arc after it was established refugees quickly became relegated to a series of shanty towns along the edge of the Arc. Where unfair practices, crime and the strictest of the new rationing laws were applied. Breeding discontent.

This discontent, has breed the seeds of resistance, as those of the lower classes are seeking to rebel, and see if the outside world is in better shape than the Arc. Or at the least, enforce more fair laws on it. While the Founders and security forces, seek to put down the deadly resistance before it causes irreversible damage to the Arc's already strained infrastructure.

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Formed from the lower classes and refuges, the Resistance is a rag-tag, but highly motivated group. Who seek one of two things. The first is to try and establish contact with the outside world, as they see the Ark's failing infrastructure as ticking timebomb. Barely able to sustain them and one major failure before it will all come crashing down.

Their second objective, is to, failing the first objective, or even if successful. Implement more fair laws, redistribute some of the unused structures (such as the old airport and airport hotel) into housing for refuges. As well as more equal rationing laws and better legal practices.

That said, there is also plenty of radical, and dangerous sentiment among the resistance from those most heavily abused by the security forces. Or just keen to use the Resistance as a means to further their own ambitions.

Organization wise, the Resistance is based into lose cells, but has, for the purpose of more organized resistance, created a nominal structure of leadership.

Organization: The Resistance is loosely organized into cells, which each operate in a Pelgos. Each Pelgos is led by Cell Captain. Under whom, there are a number of Squads, with each Squad being 24-36 fighters strong. Each squad is broken down into sections of 6 fighters.

The Resistance relies on a mix of looted and makeshift vehicles to get around in force. But otherwise mostly move on foot, or via captured infrastructure. They boast only a very small number of hover copters, which are used very rarely, but when they do show up, they are often carrying the most elite of the Resistance cells.

Ranks from highest to lowest: Recruit, Follower, Section Leader, Squad Captain, Cell Captain.

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The Ark Security Forces are just that, the primary arm of law and order on the Ark. Most of its members are those from the original citizens of the Arc, living on the more stable Pelgos, and thus enjoying a slightly higher quality of life. Albeit still strained by the reality of the limited resources on the Arc.

That isn't to say some people from the lower classes don't join up. Serving in the Security Forces is one of the few ways to advance right now, and the fact you get an extra water ration is a further boon that encourage enlistment. Though it goes without saying that as a member of the lower class, they are treated with some suspicion by those in charge, and resentment by those they left behind.

The Security Forces are also known to hide the full extent of the problem. Locking down Pelgos' whenever they need to and hiding firefights as "live fire exercises". To try and prevent panic or causing a surge in riots or fearful reactions. But if things continue, that won't be possible soon enough.

Organization: The Ark Security Forces are a well organized, well trained force. Which boast proper equipment and are far better organized than the resistance. Each Pelgos has a District Commander, who oversees the security forces present. But members of security are frequently rotated and strength can easily be brought to bear into a Pelgos to maintain public order via reinforcements from other regions.

In the field, a Platoon consist of 20 to 40 security personal, commanded by either a Sergeant 1st Class or a Lieutenant. While Squads are between 5 and 8 strong.

The Security Forces also boast most the Arc's limited supply of aircraft. Namely hover copters than can transport a platoon. And though used sparingly, can easily reinforce a troubled Pelgos in short order with more troops.

Ranks from lowest to highest: Private, Corporal, Sergeant, Sergeant 1st Class, 2nd Lieutenant, 1st Lieutenant, District Commander, Captain.

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"CITIZENS! DO NOT BE ALRMED, THE SOUNDS YOU ARE HEARING ARE JUST ANOTHER LIVE FIRE DRILL. I REPEAT, PLEASE DO NOT BE ALARMED, YOU ARE JUST HEARING A LIVE FIRE DRILL, PLEASE REMAIN IN YOUR HOMES UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE". *The sound of the megaphone ripped across the neighborhood in what would otherwise have been a nice. Quiet morning. Waking a few people with a sudden jolt and then a groan of frustration. Your wife being one of them.*

"Of for fucks sake.. another one? What are they even training for". The sudden stucco of gunfire can be heard, along with a few minor explosions. Still, it's nothing you haven't heard before. As your wife rolls over. Covering her ears with her pillow." Honey.. can you go and close the blinds? If this keeps up.. we'll have to figure out a way to soundproof the walls..* The fringe Pelgos 32 was a hive of activity. Out here, security didn't dare show its face. For fear of catching a bullet to the face. And with good reason, this was deep into Resistance territory. Here, Resistance fighters were the ones keeping order out in the open. Armed and everything. One of whom stops to talk to you.

"Morning, kid doing alright? Last I heard, they were feeling a bit under the weather, have a bit of medicine I managed to pick up from a generous Security donation if you know what I mean. Here, take it". As he underhand tosses the medicine at you. "AH!.. MMH... AH.. Ah!" The sound of flesh slapping against flesh and keen whines and moans could be heard from down the corridor. As Shelia kept writing beneath, her long red hair a tangled mess, as she did her best to meet each of your thrust. "ah.. ah.. ah... harder.. please... baby.. harder!". Bracing herself better against the table, she felt her legs give out from the force of your thrust, but barely managed to keep her arms from giving out as well.

"Mmhm.... yes.. please.. just like that". She starts to get a bit tighter, clenching with the last bits of her strength as her arms start to wobble and give bit by bit, until she collapses onto the table, but even still, her soft moans and keen whines don't stop.