Elite roleplay: Off station

OFF STATION

Your ship, deep space, anything that is not happening inside the Citi Gateway or Ingaba...

General Roleplay Etiquette:

1. Control only the actions of your own character(s). (AKA: God Mode)
This doesn't matter how small the action is, even if it is as simple as scratching their nose or a direct reaction to something else that just happened. This applies to everything from casual conversation to full blown fight scenes. If you'd like someone to do something specific, PM that person, however keep in mind they are completely within their rights to say no. Especially if said action is inappropriate to their character and/or circumstance.

2. Don't brute force your way into another persons RP.
Approaching with a conversation starter is fine, or indeed some other small action. However charging in, guns blazing and disrupting the flow of another person/pair/groups conversation/arc is about as rude as doing so in real life. If something is going on that you'd like to participate in, be subtle about it. Put out a gentle hook for someone to take, but again, be aware that said hook may not be taken. If you fear it was simply unnoticed, PM the person or people it concerns. Or even leave a message in the OOC forums.

3. Good grammar and spelling is preferred.
We're not asking you to be perfect, but please at least demonstrate willingness. no1 iz gna tak u srsly usng txt spk. There's a wide variety of people here, many who speak English as a second, or even third language. There are even some with varying degrees of dyslexia and/or likely other issues that affect spelling/grammar. We accept them all here. However, people who aren't accepted, are those unwilling to accept polite correction. Remember that even a small thing like the placement of a comma, or the wrong use of there/their/they're can completely change the definition of an entire sentence.

4. Accept constructive criticism gracefully and politely.
If someone spots an issue with your writings, they may wish to help you improve that writing. They may do this through PM or even publicly air their thoughts on the OOC forum. If they have taken the time to be polite and explain what is wrong with your writing, the best way to behave is to respond in kind, using the same manner they have approached you with. It means they have taken an active interest in what you have written and wish to see more. Basically, you have a fan!

5. Don't take the actions or opinions of things done IN RP, to be directly relevant to the writers thoughts or opinions.
Basically, if some ones character calls your character a jackass, it doesn't mean the writer thinks you are a jackass. It's a ROLE they are PLAYING. Watch a movie. The argument between the characters isn't an argument between the actors involved. The same applies here.

6. It's not a popularity contest.
Your RP might be bustling with participants. You have 3 people off station in a fire fight, while another 2 are infiltrating the darkest areas of the station, meanwhile a group of 4 others are tracking your movements in an effort to stop you. Good for you, I'm sure it will be a thrilling read! But you know what? Sometimes the absolute BEST work, comes from two RP characters having a simple heart to heart. Both are valid, both are great, but NEITHER is categorically better than the other. Period.


Inara RP Etiquette:

1. Respect the setting and rules of the universe.
Inara is an Elite: Dangerous 3rd Party Tool. The RP Forums are set in the Elite: Dangerous universe. Elite: Dangerous has rules, as any fictional universe does from Lord of the Rings to Star Wars, or Game of Thrones to Star Trek. If you intend to RP within the Elite: Dangerous universe you are bound by the history and rules of that universe. Simply put, this RP forum is bound by the same rules as the game, so if it can't be done in the game, it is not permitted here. This applies to things from a 50Ly Jump Range on a normal, unmodified Sidewinder, to the destruction of entire stations.

2. Respect the characters created by others.
We have a wide variety of characters already here. It's expected that some will be similar, just as it's expected that two characters will be vastly different. Opinions of each persons character will naturally be varied, but all are valid provided they follow the rules of the universe. You are allowed to interact with, or avoid interaction with, any character in the RP forums. But you have no right to belittle others for their creation. You are not an authority figure on writing, nor are you directly affected by another persons imagination. You might not like it, but you MUST respect it.

3. Be caught up on current events before joining in.
You need basic things like character descriptions in order to interact with them. You also need to know what's going on in the surrounding areas. This is simply because the people you are hoping to RP with, might be gearing up to something that you might not want to be part of. Or simply that the most recent post, out of context, could leave a different impression on the goings on than if you gather that context. We don't expect you to read every single post from the beginning of the forums, just enough to get that basic understanding.

4. Either subscribe to, or frequently check, the Roleplay: Q&A and OOC forum.
People may be discussing something relevant to you there, or even discussing you directly. Perhaps someone asked what the general consensus on the existence or non-existence of a certain object. Or we're just chatting about random gibberish. Either way, be aware of it and use it. If you're unsure about something, such as how guns would look and or behave, or even the music selection, use the OOC forum to ask. We don't have all of the answers, but the collective knowledge and logic usually allows us to overcome an issue and come to a decision on what should be allowed. Frontier Developments, and even David Braben himself, don't have the answers to every possible question that can be asked.

5. Large Scale events exploding out of nowhere are a complete no go.
We get it. Everyone wants their character to be noticed and for people to be tripping over themselves to interact with them. In some audiences, an introduction involving you blasting in for landing in a fiery wreckage of a ship, before cart wheeling out and sword fighting 35 Ninjas before whisking off with the local celebrity for a glorious night of passion, is in fact, cool. This is not one of those audiences. It is generally considered better to build your character up slowly over time. Eventually, you might even have a legitimate excuse to fight those Ninjas. Maybe even with other RP participants by your side.

6. Perfect characters are boring.
The point of a character arc, is that it is in fact, an arc shape. One who is morally unquestionable, fully kitted out and an infinite fountain of knowledge, cannot go through an arc. Give your character flaws. Be it a tendency towards befriending the wrong people, or a bad knee that frequently gives out at inopportune moments. It gives readers something to latch onto and empathise with. You can give your character exceptional capabilities at something, but it requires balance. She's a damn good pilot with no equal, but can't drive an SRV for peanuts. It can lead to some very interesting moments between characters, be it heartfelt or comedic.


Other Notes:
It should be noted that there can be exceptions to these points. For example, good grammar when a character is speaking is actually rare. Few people in real life actually speak with perfect eloquence after all. Or previously arranged actions during a fight scene, such as someone stumbling back after a punch. What's key to remember is context.

All in all, remember this is purely for fun. We have some seriously talented writers here, and others whose writing history starts and ends at high school. But many are willing to help out in whatever way they can. All it takes is that you ask nicely.

Also keep in mind that many people who RP here, also have logbook stories related to the character, or characters, they portray. If it looks like there's an "in joke" going on that you're unsure of, it's probably in those.

In fact, some users have even gone to the trouble of creating "alts" to RP with. If you read back far enough, it's usually pretty clear who has and hasn't, and which ones are the "alts". It's therefore not unheard of to see the apparent seizing of control of other characters. If you do spot one, point it out in the OOC section. If intervention is needed, it will be sorted quickly and (hopefully) politely.

Most, if not all RP participants here have Logbook stories pertaining to their character(s). These are for the reading pleasure of anyone who wishes to do so. While it can be useful to read them in order to gain a bit of backstory on a character you wish to interact with, it should not be assumed that your character shares that knowledge. Within the E:D Universe, these Logbooks either don't exist, or are private diaries kept by the characters. Either way, without explicit statements to say otherwise from the writer, your interactions should reflect that your character is in the dark about any information you, the writer/reader, have gained from reading the stories.
Haraldsen
23 Jun 2024, 9:57pm
I arrived at my carrier just a hair’s breadth after the Phantom and docked. Then I buzzed the bridge to pass on our new target coordinates and ordered the necessary calculations for the next jump. Time was of the essence, as it’s always better to give a potential adversary as little preparation time as possible - luckily for us, they likely hadn’t a clue where we’d be jumping to next. We had to seize this opportunity.

“We can meet up on your Phantom, almost like that time back in Inara. Or we can chat from our own ships, whatever floats your boat. Looks like our next sortie won’t be long in coming. The carrier’s already plotting our course.”
Kasumi Goto
23 Jun 2024, 10:22pm
“Whatever, works for you.”, I replied. “We both, have the data. But, should both look. Makes it… more sure, nothing is missed.”

Though I felt a bit lazy about the task, so I’d probably mostly leave it to her, until pointed at something specific.

“And it is good, that we agree, on moving quickly. I think it is important, so that they are less prepared. They will know, someone knows, about their secret project, now.”

I was beginning to think maybe a dedicated combat ship would be more suited to an approach toward a facility which, yet, was active and likely to be more defended. Then again, it would perhaps be less obvious that me and a Mamba - or whatever she’d pick for the next run - weren’t exactly there to look around a bit like tourists and move on again.

And I was locked into my choice now, anyway. Too much time would be lost handling a ship transfer on top of getting my own carrier moved into the correct spot. So I just relaxed a bit while opening a holo-interface with the data retrieved from the comms array. That way, I could at least pretend to be doing something if asked, when I was just lazily sitting on the big mass that adorned my body.
Haraldsen
24 Jun 2024, 10:28am
“Research on our target system revealed we're dealing with a very different situation compared to our last gig. This system is home to some 42,000 souls, more traffic, and three factions. None seem cozy with Azimuth, though. The Tear of Raxxla is going to jump to a neighboring system again so it won't get tied to the shenanigans there, and I've decided to switch rides in case someone is on the lookout for a Phantom flying with a Mamba. In the meantime, give that first encounter I had with that... thing... a once-over, will you? I reckon there was a signature there, similar to what you cracked from that last message off the Shining Digger. And let me know what you make of the whole communication. For now, I'm switching ships.“

I transferred the data from the Mamba's onboard computer into a data orb I snagged, powered down the ship, and rushed to another vessel before the carrier made its next jump. The Mamba's always been my first pick, but showing up in the same way again might raise too many eyebrows. So, off I went to my Clipper, another fast ship, but one that was more common.
Kasumi Goto
24 Jun 2024, 12:04pm
I just shrugged to myself in kind of a ‘Fine, whatever’ way, because I felt more like being lazy while waiting for the next part of the mission. Hopefully, no one would get too suspicious at a midnight black Phantom, because it was still a fairly common ship nowadays, and its default paint already was almost entirely black anyway.

Some amusing thoughts related to turning it into a stealth ops vessel entered my mind for a moment, given our current… ‘occupation’ with Azimuth, and to make it live up to its designation. At least, I had it in my mind that a phantom was some kind of ghostly, albeit fictional creature. But I discarded those thoughts after a few more minutes of laziness, and looked at whatever data was in those apparent transmissions of the “entity” as I was referring to it in my mind… until it could be determined who and what it was. Or at least the what, but it had a mind of its own so it could be a who, as well.

Sure enough… there was some kind of ‘signature’ associated to it, but it looked… unstable, in some way. Something which those messages my counterpart received also backed up, because they looked like they came from someone on the edge of insanity - and that made the message from the Shining Digger even more curious… as well as confusing, because it was perfectly worded. And not a disturbing mess of ‘voices’. On top of that, one of them had another binary bit, which translated to ‘Upload initiated’… I knew to where, already.

I spared myself from whatever that thing looked like on the visual of the camera feeds, and instead responded to wherever the other woman had gone off to - the Mamba didn’t show up as a valid message recipient. And, for some reason, I chose to write it in text. Probably because I was still feeling lazy, and somewhat preferred that means of communication.

I have looked into your message. Guess what, you were right, there’s some kinda signature in it… it’s strange, though. Like it’s unstable. Maybe that ‘thing’ you saw was insane. The messages from ‘it’ make it look that way.

Think it’s the same thing which went on the Shining Digger? It can clearly interface with systems in some way.

Also hoping that Helix thingy can’t spread through any other way than physically being carried. But I think finding that ship is also important so it doesn’t carry it anywhere… and to figure out whatever is controlling it now. Also if it is aware of the threat this stuff poses.

(Unless it has decontaminated the inside of the whole ship already. Also not too sure why I decided to send this in text, but it works better with my brain for now, still. Until it fixes itself more. Still have enough energy to do the next part though, the ‘fun’ at the lab kind of kickstarted it into action… and I’m staying lazy until we set off.)
Haraldsen
24 Jun 2024, 7:36pm
I swaggered on board the clipper, whose swanky cockpit always irritated me a little. But I have to admit that these Gutamaya seats were more comfortable than any other seats. The ship was also a dream to fly - smooth as a good whiskey sliding down your throat. Sure, it needed a big landing pad, which made it a no-go for some missions. But it wasn't just the pompous barons of the Empire who were fond of this bird. We pirates loved it too - the perfect blend of speed, maneuverability and cargo space. After all, if you're going to risk your skin, you'd better be able to take some booty with you.

I punched the ship’s consoles, transferred the data orb’s secrets into the onboard computer, and leaned back. Kasumi’s message blinked on the screen. Her analysis was spot-on. That… thing - it didn’t scream “stable mental state.” But hey, context matters. Judging by the video feed, it hadn’t exactly enjoyed a spa day in that lab. People killing each other, a black-armored strike team crashing the party - it had seen quite some action and looked roughed up. Still, it managed coherent thoughts, asked if we worked for Azimuth, reminded us we were poking around their property. Stable enough to plan things, I'd think. I also answered Kasumi's message as a text.

“Cheers for the lowdown and cracking that signature. Regarding Helix, the buzz was always about some pathogen getting loose. I’m betting it’s some kind of bioweapon, maybe causing an infection of sorts. As for that… thing… I reckon it bit the dust in the lab, along with those black-armored soldiers. Seems impossible anyone could’ve survived the Black Flight attack, human or machine. Almost feels like Black Flight sacrificed their own to wipe the slate clean. Maybe they tried to wrangle that… thing… first, then hit the panic button. Could be 'cause we showed up, or maybe not. Too many unknowns. But I doubt it ended up on the Shining Digger. Perhaps it set the ship to fly off somewhere, maybe to blow the lid off this Azimuth operation?”

After I had sent the message, I set about examining the data that I had transferred from the data orb.
Kasumi Goto
24 Jun 2024, 8:36pm
I don't know. Whatever it sent it out for, or whoever did it, I don't want the ship around who knows where carrying that virus whatever.

And I am just thinking something survived because of that 'Phoenix Protocol' thingy... or, whatever it was again. You say it is related to ABEL, but I doubt there was anyone important enough on the facility to keep alive? Not enough to care about anyone who might have survived and possibly not been exposed to the Helix stuff, to avoid bombing the place to pieces, or sending a kill squad, anyway. And I doubt anyone who worked there would be the kind willing to help us... or, I guess, they would have been driven insane by what Helix does, and not been capable of this thinking.

Whatever is going on, I feel like we might find out over where that... other place is. Not even sure what to expect, but maybe the comms array data will have it. If you are looking into it right now.

I sent that message response, then got back to waiting for the jump... and the next answer. Didn't feel too bothered to do much about analyzing the comms array data right now, unless asked to provide something to decrypt it with. But it didn't appear to be, from first glance, given that it had been recovered from the origin location.

A wayward hand did start to play with the soft fat on my hips and thighs, though, because I was getting a little bored, not having much to do but sit around and wait... and that was just one of the things which my brain jumped to doing first when I got bored. At least, ever since I'd gotten these oversized curves that gave me so much to play around with.
Haraldsen
25 Jun 2024, 2:50pm
The thing with the ship was strange. But for the life of me I didn't know how we were supposed to track it down without another clue. So I focussed on the data from the data orb while the carrier went into its lockdown phase and initiated the jump. I found a few fragments from personal logs that shed some light on what had happened in Lab 23 and wrote to Kasumi where they could be found in the data stream so she could see for herself.

Fragment1, written by lab medic Dr. Kael
In the subdued glow of the lab, the neural interface pulses with a sinister light. It was meant to be our greatest achievement, a bridge between human and machine. Yet, whenever I watch the subjects strapped to their chairs, their eyes vacant, I can't shake the feeling that we've crossed a line. These people, volunteers once filled with hope, are nothing more than test subjects for a technology that strips away their humanity, reducing them to mere data points in a grand experiment. Many of them simply die after the procedure, despite everything we do - and sometimes perhaps because of it. Test subject XJ-9 alone has exceeded all expectations, maybe because she has a strong will to live. She often talks about her sister.


Fragment2, written by an unknown volunteer
The medics aboard the Asclepius spoke in hushed tones, their eyes avoiding mine. “Terminal,” they said. A word that echoed through the sterile chamber, reverberating against my fragile bones. The illness - the silent devourer - had claimed my body. Organs failing, cells collapsing. I was a vessel for decay.
But then a shadow slid into my room, its footsteps muffled by the antiseptic floor. Dr. Hothis, they called her. A woman with eyes like black holes, sucking in hope. “We have a solution,” she whispered. The word hung heavy in the air, promised salvation. She whispered secrets of cybernetic augmentation, of replacing flesh with circuitry. I agreed, desperate for release from the relentless agony. I just don't know what to wish for, the best possible preservation of my body, which would probably involve a series of painful operations and amputations, or a full body prosthesis.


Fragment3, written by Chief Scientist Dr. Elara Kivinen
I don't know where they got the prototype from. Apparently it's an in-house development by ABEL1. The artificial is much more advanced than anything I've ever seen. It contains AI relics which are based on what was found on Mars. Nobody really understands how these chips work, their core is a copy of the Guardian architecture as we could not adapt the impossibly complex algorithms they used to our needs. So we clumsily duplicated the core code and lashed our own additions on top of it - like monkeys writing on a typewriter. But it works. Once I even saw it trying to communicate with the ship's systems. It wanted to send a message to its sister. Its sister! The thing is a machine that has never seen the outside of a lab, but its transplanted consciousness behaves like it's an independent human being. A major breakthrough and success! I imagine a world where the end is not truly the end, but a doorway to a new existence.


Fragment4, written by Security First Officer Kutzev
Working on a machine with experimental technology is all well and good, but I don't like having it in my area of responsibility, in my facility. The scientists have assured me that it's safe and under control - but the way the thing looks at me sends a shiver down my spine. I don't believe that anything escapes its attention, and it feels like it's dissecting me with its eyes, like it's scanning for potential weaknesses. And if I'm not imagining things, the machine even smiled briefly the other day when one of the scientists mentioned Helix. Anyway, I have a bad feeling about this. I'm going to put in my leave and look for another job while I'm away.


Fragment5, written by an unknown brain specialist
Subject XJ-9 lasted longer than anyone else, but despite numerous augmentations we were unable to save her body in the end. Now she will receive a full-body prosthesis, an artificial body. On Dr Kivinen's orders, however, it won't be an ordinary model, she wants to transfer her consciousness into the prototype. I assume that this is her final death sentence, because no consciousness has yet survived the transfer into this artificial being and what little is left of her body won't survive the procedure - but the doctor is of the opinion that XJ-9 has a special personality with an extremely strong willpower. I will insist that we don't transfer all her memories and modify some of them to make it easier for her to adapt, to give her the best possible chance. But I will leave her the memory of her sister, it seems to give her strength. That's all I can do.


Fragment6, written by Chief Biologist Prof. Quentin K. Huxley
Confidential Report: Helix Bio-Weapon Analysis
Executive Summary:
Helix has shown promising results in the controlled elimination of Thargoid entities. Its application in ground combat scenarios on Thargoid homeworlds or onboard spacecraft should be very successful, with a 100% elimination rate in all cases. However, there is a significant risk factor associated with its current instability, which has led to severe psychological effects in human subjects.

Detailed Analysis:
The Helix compound operates on a genetic level, targeting the unique DNA signature of Thargoids. Upon deployment, Helix disrupts the Thargoid cellular structure, leading to immediate cessation of all biological functions. The compound is engineered to be inert to terrestrial lifeforms, ensuring safety for human operatives in the field.

Field Test Results:
  • Effectiveness: Helix has been tested in various environments. The results consistently show a rapid and complete neutralization of Thargoid specimens.
  • Safety: No adverse environmental impacts have been observed.
  • Stability: The compound’s instability manifests in the form of a volatile pheromone-like byproduct. Exposure to this byproduct has caused acute paranoia, hallucinations, and aggressive psychosis in human subjects. The onset of symptoms is rapid, and the progression to full-blown insanity is alarmingly swift.

Recommendations:
  • Containment: Until the instability can be rectified, Helix should only be deployed in critical situations where human exposure can be minimized.
  • Further Research: A dedicated team must be assigned to address the psychological side-effects. A potential solution could involve a stabilizing agent that neutralizes the volatile byproduct.
  • Operational Protocols: Strict protocols must be established for the transport, handling, and deployment of Helix to prevent accidental human exposure.

Attachments:
Helix Compound Molecular Structure
Field Test Video Logs

Prof. Quentin K. Huxley Chief Biologist, ABEL

Note: This document is classified and intended for the recipient’s eyes only. Unauthorized dissemination of this report is strictly prohibited.
Kasumi Goto
25 Jun 2024, 3:10pm
I wasn’t sure what to do with those logs, besides some clues about the former person - assuming that she was in fact dead now - undergoing those things. Because of course Azimuth would turn people in a situation of medical need into test subjects.

So I just wrote that back, that I didn’t have much of a clue how this would end up being useful, and that this Helix thing was something we would have to destroy. Completely, every bit of its research and samples.

I was not even surprised to find all this, just… annoyed. If even that. And was still undecided about whatever the hell was going on with the Shining Digger.

‘I should just… get to doing something, instead of having my brain locked up like this.’, I thought to myself.

Luckily, the carrier jump was just about to be underway. And I was getting an itchy finger to scrap some of Azimuth’s work myself. In the destructive way.
Haraldsen
25 Jun 2024, 7:17pm
“I already knew Azimuth was ambitious and aggressive, but this… seems like they haven’t learned a damn thing from the Proteus disaster. Now they’re fiddling with not one, but two weapons of mass destruction - and that’s just what we know for sure. Damn.” My message came out more emotional than I had anticipated. I glanced at it for a moment, then decided to send it just as it was.

And then I stared pensively ahead, sitting in the cockpit of my Clipper, while the carrier made the jump to the Ndjala system. From there, we’d easily make our way to our actual target.

“As for Helix… the lab should be completely destroyed, which that… thing… could very well be responsible for if it sent out any messages. So that leaves the Shining Digger and the offsite storage. Maybe the clue from that… thing (I still resisted accepting what I saw as a person)… might have helped us in that regard. But honestly, I don’t know what I should be looking for here. Officially, Azimuth isn’t even represented in this system. And the message from the Shining Digger didn’t exactly spill the beans either.”
Vasil Vasilescu
25 Jun 2024, 8:58pm
Following from: Title of Marque last Chapter

(In high orbit around Summerland 8b)

“Da phuq are you?”

The question was as direct and as bursque as Vasil expected from a raider. Especially from one that nearly had his carrier gutted in close quarter fighting with another carrier.

Vasil called up the stellar charts. “I am someone willing to trade something I have, for something you have,” said Vasil while pre plotting a random course of ten jumps with varying lengths and directions to confuse anyone trying to follow him once he left the system. “I won’t be in system much longer, and to be honest it looks like a loud fart could finish off your carrier. So, lets get straight to business, shall we?”

Vasil slowly aligned the Long Road to the first jump destination and began exiting the debris cloud to get a clear line of sight.  Small bits of wreckage, impossible to avoid in the dense debris field left by colliding carriers, sparked off the Type 9’s shields and were nudged away.

“Of course, if you are not interested…”
Kasumi Goto
25 Jun 2024, 9:14pm
Previous (to have marked it)

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Maybe, the… ‘thing’ wanted us to find out ourselves what this off-site storage thingy is. Or what it holds. Otherwise, the message is not very helpful.

Could help further lead to Dawnbreaker, or the prototype of it at least, too. I am getting this feeling… they might be meant to be used together. If anyone insane enough to board a Thargoid capital ship exists.

… thinking on it, we should be prepared for a trap, too. We don’t know if that ‘entity’ sees itself as allied to Azimuth, or not.

I wasn’t sure what else to put into that message, and putting down my thoughts had taken long enough already, so I sent it off and, after ensuring it had gone through, prepared for takeoff. Evidently, my subconscious reflexes upon docking had also gotten the ship’s fuel tank filled again, so I didn’t need to keep an eye on that either, with this being a short-range mission and within populated space, at that.

Something about the whole deal still just seemed off, though, and I was definitely still asking questions about that ‘Phoenix Protocol’ as well as how the Shining Digger related to it. Why hold that… whatever it was that had spooked my companion, in the same lab as a biohazard, anyway?

Too many things just weren’t adding up, right now, but I wasn’t sure about sharing those doubts just yet.
Vodan
25 Jun 2024, 9:41pm
Vasil Vasilescu
“Of course, if you are not interested…”


Almost literally biting his tongue, Vodan paused and silenced the mic. The guy was right. At this point a cutting remark could cripple the Anansi.

He pointed at seat belt guy and commanded "Fuckin find him"

Seat belt guy didn't feel like testing Vodan's last nerve. The captain seemed to be almost vibrating with rage. The problem was, the only way the Anansi could 'find him' was if everyone looked out a window, and the guy waved back.

"Yes sir" he said, then quietly ordered the last of the fleet still outside to find him.

taking a few calming breaths through his nose, Vodan activated the mic, and tried to stay reasonable.

"Give me my fucking prise"

He'd set up this fight. He'd got the band together, he'd held out against the storm while everyone else fuck about, and he was the only one with nothing but his dick in his hand. Everyone else seemed to have got, or be getting something out of this. Even this fuckin guy.
Vasil Vasilescu
25 Jun 2024, 11:14pm
Vodan
"Give me my fucking prise"
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Vasil used the cargo control panel to start moving pods into position for quick release “Lucky for you I’m cheap. Just don’t let that get around. All I want for Red Jade is the same thing you were going to give to the Snow Queen, Lady Lambast.”

Vasil could not bring himself to say Creamy’s name. It just felt strangely uncomfortable saying Creamy Goodness, or Lord Creamy, or any other variation. “If you give me the location of Little Lord Pompadour, I’ll drop Red Jade along with some of the Anansi pods I’ve managed to pick up and I’ll be on my way.”

Normally he’d say nothing more because the person who spoke the most in a negotiation tended to be the one more desperate to close a deal. However, sometimes a decent trader needed to sprinkle in some flavor and play to the person by slightly aping their tone and mannerisms.

“Unlike that popsicle-up-the-ass Snow Queen who did not bother to show up and get a taste of this shit pie situation, I am right here, right now with this limited time offer.”
Vodan
26 Jun 2024, 11:05am
"Oh yeah right, gee wizz. I wouldn't want to waste your time mister, boy howdy"

Vodan cut coms again.

"Ready the Bar. The shit wizard is still here somewhere by what he's saying"

The Bar was an Asp Ex loaded with rail guns, lasers and FSD disruption missiles to support the ship-captuer vessels in Vodans fleet. In a pinch, it could disable and capture non-combat ships itself.

Transfusing the call to his headset, Vodan made for the bay elevators, giving one last order as he left the command room.

"I want everyone still out there looking for this dildo sounding dog fucker. Find him NOW!"

If there was one person Vodan was sick of hearing about, it was Creamy fucking Goodness. They had crossed paths years ago, and the man had been a curse upon Vodan ever since. Now he was on his way to a ship, Vodan opened the call again.

"Right right yeah, ok. I got that right here in my pocket. I'll just throw it out an air lock and wait for you to come along and get it right?"

The elevator door opened and Vodan got in viciously jabbing at the bay button.

"Then I guess you'll drop off Jade and my guys, yeah? I'll just take your word for it. I mean, I got to command a carrier full of nasty bastards by believing strangers, and not checking the merchandise before paying up"

Thinking about checking the merchandise and Creamy made Vodan remember the covas unit Creamy had him remove from the AX fighter the Imperial left in Vodan's hanger. Bell got a beautifully decked out Dolphin by capturing the guy while he was swanning about the galaxy being a poser, and Vodan gets a fucking utilitarian AX Krait for bringing Creamy back, and having him willingly submit to interrogation. There was no justice.

While he waited for the stranger with the pods to get back to him, Vodan called Thade.

"Hey Thade. We still got that Covas we took out of Creamy's Krait? And bring me a black box, and an audio recorder"

Last edit: 26 Jun 2024, 11:29am
Haraldsen
26 Jun 2024, 1:12pm
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The Tear of Raxxla completed its jump into the Ndjala system, and the lockdown was lifted. Shortly thereafter, the heavy doors of the docking bay opened as the lift brought my ship up from the inside of the carrier. With practiced routine, I brought the systems of my Clipper online.

“Looks like we have no choice but to find out. The target system is just a short jump away. As I’ve said before, there are three official factions in the system, but none of them seem to be connected to Azimuth in any way. I suggest we fly over and take a closer look. If nothing else catches our eye, we’ll head to the main star port. Or do you have a better idea?” I replied to Kasumi’s message.

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