Call of Warhammer Tech & Magick (or Cthulhu and the Boys)

[Vinyl]

(Error, I don't know what the fuck it is, but I needed you to know what I mean.)

[Error]

You mentioned the Imperium. Currently, you can attack:

Terran Empire (China-India, who own Asia)
Commonwealth of Nations (U.K., Canada, Australia, New Zealand, South Africa, Russia)
Earth Allied Nations (Africa, sort of)
Federation of Brasilia (South America + Carribean)

[Vinyl]

The Commonwealth of Nations sounds most like the Novan Commonwealth, which is Hexalan's most hated enemy in the late 28th century, so that one sure.

[Error]

Considering it's run by the Brits mostly (re: surveillance-happy benevolent monarchy) they're not exactly the Novans.

But hey, the Brasilians are Hexalan ON EARTH! so you could help them beat uo the Chinese. Nobody likes the Chinese anymore.

[Vinyl]

the Brasilians are Hexalan ON EARTH!

Of course they are. If they weren't, A20s wouldn't exist.

EDIT:
Commonwealth of Nations
Nations of Commonwealth
Nations Commonwealth
Naton Commonwealth
Navon Commonwealth
Novan Commonwealth

6 degrees of separation
6/2=3
6*3=18
18/2=9
9/3=3
HL3 confirmed aliv in NC

[Professor Fenway]

Lets do this.

Name: L. Jahgrin (Nobody knows that the L stands for, but it is his first name. Legends say that revealing his first name will destroy reality.)
Age: Unknown
Species: Super-human
Psychic?: Yes
Psychic Powers: Molecular Manipulation (Can alter matter at the molecular level, making compounds and, with enough energy, anything really), Reality Shield, Teleportation (In a limited distance).
Occupation: Hierarch of the Dominion of Neo-Antioch... if it existed. He is also a combat master, and can kill you in 700 ways just with his hands.
Why are you on Earth: Pulled through a plot hole in his universe and fell into this one. Trying to find a way back, possibly through the Old Ones.

[Error]

Looks Good. Welcome aboard.

[Archduke Daynel, PhD]

Considering it's run by the Brits mostly (re: surveillance-happy benevolent monarchy) they're not exactly the Novans.

But hey, the Brazilians are Hexalan ON EARTH! so you could help them beat up the Chinese. Nobody likes the Chinese anymore.

No one ever liked the Chinese, 'cept when they made food and cheap toys and electronics.

[Error]

Right, I'mma fire the reset missile. Brace!

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With the fall of Terra to the Old Ones, humanity's nuke-happiness, aliens, and a bad case of Exodus, the remains of humanity have spread throuh the galaxy, generally causing mayhem, destruction, insanity, and other such things as they go.

For the moment, you have ended up aboard a Liner - one of the fuckmassive starships meant to cart humans around the galaxy (for a fee). Given that humanity gets along with itself well enough, this ship hasn't exploded.

The next port of call is Orion. Word has it there's a commander with a new ship, looking to hire just about anyone. Worth a look?

The Link was flashing adverts about new corporate hit-squads. Good pay and flashy guns might be interesting.

The current ship's captain is looking to hire on someone for an 'unspecified job, possibly involving violence'.

[Archduke Daynel, PhD]

Nice to see this old thing again.
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Darryl walked up to an intercom.
"I'd like to talk to the captain, please? I hear he's hiring."