>>3899969
>Smuggler in hiding
And I just paid off the mortgage on the ship!

>>3899969
>>Smuggler in hiding: One bad job was all it took. You were hauling something beyond dangerous for one of the galaxy’s nastiest criminal organizations, when you ran into an Earth task force looking into the gang’s activities. You were forced to jettison your cargo into a sun in order to escape your pursuers and now are now wanted by both the gang and Earth for your actions. So, like many wanted individuals, you joined the G.M.S. to disappear.

>>3899969
>Debtor on the run: A run of bad luck that’s all it was, just a run of bad luck. Your fortunes would have turned around eventually if they’d have let you keep rolling the dice, as it is though you are deep in debt to some rather unsympathetic individuals. So, you fled your planet and join G.M.S. to escape your persistent creditors.

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in the meantime name choices.

Male:
>Riley Turnbol
>Brett Kesel
>Wade Pearson
>[Write In]

Female:
>Isabelle Ketz
>Cecilia Mottner
>Nora Wilks
>[Write In]

>>3899969
>>3900066

>>Debtor on the run: A run of bad luck that’s all it was, just a run of bad luck. Your fortunes would have turned around eventually if they’d have let you keep rolling the dice, as it is though you are deep in debt to some rather unsympathetic individuals. So, you fled your planet and join G.M.S. to escape your persistent creditors.

>Brett Kesel

>>3900066
Male: Bartholomew Francis Diaz

>>3900066
M
Star, Gates

>Former Rebel Adventure Seeker

>>3899969
>>Adventure Seeker: Bored with life on your colony world, you left seeking adventure and excitement. One of the best places to find both was with a mercenary company, but with little experience only the G.M.S. would take would take you.
>Wade Pearson

>>3899969
>Smuggler in hiding: One bad job was all it took. You were hauling something beyond dangerous for one of the galaxy’s nastiest criminal organizations, when you ran into an Earth task force looking into the gang’s activities. You were forced to jettison your cargo into a sun in order to escape your pursuers and now are now wanted by both the gang and Earth for your actions. So, like many wanted individuals, you joined the G.M.S. to disappear.

Female:
>Isabelle Ketz

>>3899969
>Smuggler in hiding
>Brett Kesel

>>3900066

>Background: Smuggler in Hiding
>Background Bonus: Better evasion whether on foot or piloting a ship

“ATTENTION ALL HANDS, THE FLEET IS NOW WITHIN OPERATIONAL SPACE. ALL SHIP CREW TO REPORT TO YOUR STATIONS. ALL OPERATIONS STAFF AND SENIOR OFFICERS REPORT TO THE BRIDGE.”

As the announcement echoed through the barracks, not a soul stirred from their bunks. Until the lieutenant flicked on the lights, blinding everyone, and screamed at the top of her lungs “GET THE FUCK UP. C’mon people you want to get paid don’t you?”

“Naw, I think I’ll stay here for this one,” Said the person in the bunk below yours. “I need my- AHH” the voice yelped as something heavy slammed into their bunk.

“Not today you don’t I need everyone on deck today, especially with the all newbies coming along.”

There is a loud chorus of bitching and moaning, but reluctantly people stir from their bunks. You undo the straps holding you in your bunk and begin to float up and out of bed. You just get over the lip of your bunk when with an audible *TWANG* the artificial gravity turns back on sending you crashing to the floor along with everything and everyone else who was floating in zero-g.

“Gah, fucking maintenance, when are they gonna fix the damn gravity in this section?” The man below you curses as he picks himself up.

“You can kiss your boo boos later,” the lieutenant said pulling her boots on “I want everyone up and ready to go in five minutes, I don’t want to be late to another briefing because you can’t put your trousers on without me there to zip up your fly.”

Getting off the floor yourself, you put your uniform on and follow Lt. as she leads everyone out the door and down the hallway. At an intersection in the hall the lieutenant halts “Troopers with me to the armory. Pilots fuck off to wherever you need to be.” She shouts, before taking a right at the fork. Most of people in the line follow the Lt. to the armory, but a few break off and head left toward the hangar. As you come to the fork you turn…

>Left, to the hanger (Pilot: Pickups, Drop-offs, CAS, and the occasional dogfight the G.M.S.’s pilots do it all. Though their first priority is to defend the fleet and support its cruisers, frigates, and carriers. Their secondary responsibility is to support the ground troops during their operations.)
>Right, to the armory (Role Choices: Heavy Suit Infantry, Recon, or Support Infantry)

>>3900079
>>3900083
>>3900089
>>3900093
>>3900096
>>3900097

Name vote will close with next vote

>>3900110
>>Left, to the hanger (Pilot: Pickups, Drop-offs, CAS, and the occasional dogfight the G.M.S.’s pilots do it all. Though their first priority is to defend the fleet and support its cruisers, frigates, and carriers. Their secondary responsibility is to support the ground troops during their operations.)
Pilots get better pay.

>>3900110
>>Left, to the hanger (Pilot: Pickups, Drop-offs, CAS, and the occasional dogfight the G.M.S.’s pilots do it all. Though their first priority is to defend the fleet and support its cruisers, frigates, and carriers. Their secondary responsibility is to support the ground troops during their operations.)

>>3900113
You get paid based on how much the buyer's paying for the job. It then gets split among the people taking part in the mission based on the danger of their job.

Recon actually has it a little rougher than pilots do, so they're paid a little more, but all in all you're all paid the same ie: very little.

>>3900110
Left, to the hanger

>>3900110
>Left, to the hanger (Pilot: Pickups, Drop-offs, CAS, and the occasional dogfight the G.M.S.’s pilots do it all. Though their first priority is to defend the fleet and support its cruisers, frigates, and carriers. Their secondary responsibility is to support the ground troops during their operations.)

>>3900110
>>Left, to the hanger (Pilot: Pickups, Drop-offs, CAS, and the occasional dogfight the G.M.S.’s pilots do it all. Though their first priority is to defend the fleet and support its cruisers, frigates, and carriers. Their secondary responsibility is to support the ground troops during their operations.)

>>3900113
>>3900116
>>3900126
>>3900129
>>3900132

We have a clear winner for job and it looks like Brett Kesel is our winner for the name

writing... it may take a little bit as you chose the option as was least prepared for, that'll teach me

>>3900159
just noticed...c-continuous sempai! long live Baldr, nice to see you back

>>3900180

Yes I thought that Halloween would be a good time for a dead QM to rise from the dead

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You turn left and join the small trickle of people shuffling off to the hangar. As you enter the hangar you are met with a cacophony of noise as hangar crew and pilots mill about trying to prep for the upcoming operation. Sifting your way through the chaos, you arrive at your locker and put on your flight suit. The navy blue and orange material grips tightly to your body as you pull it on and slide your sidearm into its holster at your hip. Geared up, you head over to Assignment Officer, a rather short but loud man standing on a crate surrounded by pilots. “Alright, you, you, you, and you.” The officer shouts pointing at four pilots gathered around his waist. “You’re going to be bringing the Recon teams down for their S&D mission, head over to the shuttle bay. Everyone else here is on CAS, resupply, and pickup duty.” The four chosen pilots grumble about their lot as the rest of the pilots disperse over to the launch bay.

Along the way the veteran pilots began to congregate and begin chatting and speculating on the mission. Meanwhile the newbie pilots like yourself are avoided like the plague. You were told on arrival to expect as much. No one got too close to newbies, they had a penchant for dying quickly. As you entered the launch bay the concentration of hanger crew increased and you had to avoid several trolleys of munitions as they rolled past you and to the ships. The veteran pilots quickly found their ships while you and the other new pilots walked down to the far end of the bay to settle into an unclaimed CAS ship.

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>>3900197

You quickly appraise the unclaimed ships and make a beeline for the one that looked to be in the best repair. The ship itself wasn’t much, but it looked solid enough. It had a strange shape though, it looked like someone had smashed together a fright-trawler and an actual CAS fighter and welded the two together. As you move to enter the ship you note that the only way in is through the back cargo doors. Inside the ships spacious cargo bay you find crates of ammo and medical supplies along with explosives and other weapons. You head up a set of stairs to what you assume is the cockpit. Inside you find a technician checking the ship’s readouts. He notices you enter “You’re this one’s new pilot huh, well take a seat and I’ll tell you about some of the ship’s eccentricities you should know about.” You sink into the pilot’s chair while the technician goes over where certain readouts are. He then proceeds to rattle off what sounds like a cautionary waiver as he tells you the 101 minor wrong with the ship. Things like: “Some sparks coming out of the altimeter is fine, but too many and you’ll have a problem”, or the smell of melting plastic is normal, and “If an instrument becomes unresponsive, hit it.” By the time he finishes you don’t feel entirely safe in the ship even while it’s sitting in the hanger bay let alone out in space. Finishing his warnings about the ship he turns to you and asks any questions?

>“No” You know how to fly an unruly ship is nothing new to you and you can figure anything other surprises out on your own.
>“Yes, why does this ship look like it was two different ships just smashed together?”
>“What’s the weapon’s loadout on this thing?”
>[Write In]

>>3900221
>“What’s the weapon’s loadout on this thing?”

>>3900221
>>“Yes, why does this ship look like it was two different ships just smashed together?”
>>“What’s the weapon’s loadout on this thing?”

If we can ask both questions. If not, just the latter.

>>3900221
>>“Yes, why does this ship look like it was two different ships just smashed together?”

>>3900226

You can ask all the questions you want.

Hows the control response on this thing, is it even all round or does turning left give me a smaller radius or going right takes more pull on the controls?

Any issues with the emergency ejection?

>>3900298

“First, what’s the weapon’s loadout on this thing? And secondly why does this ship look like it was two different ships just smashed together?”
“To answer your first question, the ship has enough rack room for two weapons in addition to its standard Gatling Canon. Right now it’s racked up with Hellfire Rockets for antipersonnel use and a couple of Bore Missiles should a building happen to be between you and your target.” The technician answers. “As for your second question, don’t worry this is one whole ship. The original designers were trying to make a CAS ship that could also carry supplies down as well as troops hence the big cargo bay but it didn’t sell well as the ship tended to shear in half during hard turns. We managed to reinforce the ship a little by adding extra support to the mid-section, but I’d still take it easy on the turns.”

Before you could express your shock, the ship’s comm. turned on “Attention pilots, this Captain Reynolds here with your briefing. We’re heading toward a planet called Bursena. The planetary governor is currently facing a military coup and he’s hired us to take care of the traitors. Our first objective is to liberate the capital city from the coup’s forces. The client has requested we not level the city so there will not be any orbital support for forces in the city, that’s where we come in we will be supporting the ground forces as they clear the city. Now since this is a Military coup the enemy forces will have some decent hardware. Right now though, our Recon forces are knocking out the city’s LANCE batteries so you won’t have to worry about them. You will have to watch out for enemy fighters and whatever the ground troops can throw at you however. Now with the general out of the way let’s get down to the specifics.” The Captain proceeds to separate you into flight wings and then assign you to support the ground forces in certain sections of the city. As he finishes his briefing the Captain adds “Good luck to you all and remember, those ships are worth more than your lives, so bring them back in one piece.”

“Good luck to you newbie,” the technician says as he exits the cockpit. “I hope to see you in that seat again.”

You watch as the cargo bay doors seal and a voice comes over the general frequency “All pilots prepare to launch in… 5” You hear the fuel and oxygen lines detach from your ship. “4” the launch bay doors open “3” You fire up your engines and to your surprise they actually turn on “2” You check all of your gauges and everything looks to be good. “1” You tighten your grip on the stick. “Launch” You flick the switch and are thrown back in your seat as you are hurled out into space. You quickly test the ship’s control everything felt normal, the stick was a little stiff maybe but nothing worrisome.

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>>3900320

Out your window you could see the drop pod ships firing their canisters of soldiers toward the planet. You follow your flight wing down to the planet and try to ignore the knots to twisting your stomach. Entry goes smoothly enough; your ship didn’t burn up. Below you the city smolder, you could see the some of the buildings had fallen over and smoke was creating a fine haze over the city. Soon, your radio lit up with requests for air support.

>“Econ team… need… help…Object… incomplete” The signal is screwed up, you need to get closer to and clean up the signal.

>“This is Lt. Selza my team is pinned down by a Repeater, we need assistance.” A Repeater is dangerous, but shouldn’t do too much to your ship.

>“This Echo Team 2 requesting resupply at…” A resupply would help lighten the load in your cargo bay.

>Let the other pilots handle these and wait for another call

Any request you don’t fulfill will be handled by other pilots so don’t worry about not getting to everyone.

>>3900349

Taking a dinner break back in a few

>>3900349
>“This Echo Team 2 requesting resupply at…” A resupply would help lighten the load in your cargo bay.
Ask them about the "econ" team.

Then do a combat run. Probably the Repeater.

>>3900349
>“This Echo Team 2 requesting resupply at…” A resupply would help lighten the load in your cargo bay.

>>3900349

>“This is Lt. Selza my team is pinned down by a Repeater, we need assistance.” A Repeater is dangerous, but shouldn’t do too much to your ship.

>>3900385
>>3900388
>>3900442
Resupply it is
writing...

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>>3900449

“Echo Team 2 this is Flight 6 Wing 4, I hear you coming to you for resupply.” Respond to their request, lightening the load in your cargo bay might make this monstrosity of a ship just a little more maneuverable. “Copy Wing 4, the area is clear the window is wide open.”

You hear Wings 2 and 5 take the other calls as you speed over to the resupply point. When you arrive at the coordinates you see green smoke billowing up from what used to be a city park. Now charred and battle scarred. You set down in a cleared part of the park and drop the cargo doors. As the outside air rushes, in you can smell smoke and something else, something foul. Behind you in the cargo bay, you hear soldiers begin to unstrap some of the supplies.

>Head back and help them unload, you want to get back in the air as soon as possible.
>Stay in the cockpit, and stay vigilant the area might have been clear a minute ago, but who knows how it is now.
>Check other frequencies while you wait and see who else needs help
>[Write In]

>>3900452
>Check other frequencies while you wait and see who else needs help

>>3900452
>Check other frequencies while you wait and see who else needs help
>[Write In]
Ask the boys we are resupplying for a sitrep of the area and nearby places.

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>>3900452

>>3900460
>>3900462
You begin jumping between frequencies listening for calls for aid, but most of what you get is static, battle sounds, and callouts between squads. Making little head way you lean out the door between the cockpit and cargo bay. “How is it out there?” you ask

“It sucks,” comes the frank and honest reply from one of the men unloading a crate of ammo.

“Not what I meant. I mean where’s it suck the most.”

There is a massive thud as a Heavy Suit thuds into the bay and drags out an entire pallet of explosives. The suit’s owner answers your question “The fighting is worse towards the center of the city, around the governor’s headquarters there. The coup forces are centered around there trying to kill the governor and what’s left of his personal army. That’s where we’re heading to now. We’re gonna carve a path straight throu-.” Suddenly a loud *pang* echoes around the cargo hold and the Heavy Suit lurches to the left and falls over. There are a few quieter pangs before one of the troopers shouts “We’ve got hostiles,” and a couple of rounds ricochet around your hold.

“Gahh, fuck” the Heavy Suit moans as he rolls over, “They’ve got Railrifles” You catch a glimpse of where the shot had it the Suit. It was a dented and mangled wreck; you’re surprised the solider in it is even still alive. There is another *pang* this time the sound comes from your cockpit. Those bastards were shooting your ship. While undoubtedly this ship could take more than a few of those shots and would make good cover for the troopers out there, if the enemy hits something sensitive you might not be able to take off.

>Stay grounded, give your guys something to hide behind.
>Tell the trooper to get the fuck out, you need to get in the air.
>[Write in]

>>3900486
>[Write in]
Tell the troopers on our mark, to run for cover, we need to get in the air. We'll pop emergency chaff, while they pop smoke.

We'll do a strafing run.

I kind of want to see what happens if we "lose". But live, as in the governor either dies or gets forced off planet.

Well looks like we're out of voters for the night. I'm off to bed. Vote will remain open until I come back in 10ish hours.

Thanks to all who voted.

[Write in]

Tell the two soldiers to drag the suit further into the hold, then close the bay door and have the rest of their squad mark targets as we try to resecure the lz.

>>3900488
This smoke cover and strafing run.

>>3900486
Tell them to get in thr hold as we take off.

>>3900488
+1

>>3900486
>take off while the troops pop smoke, and then provide immediate fire support for the troops on the ground in your immediate vicinity
>datalink with any troops on the ground to get priority target information

So basically what all the other anons here want, but also:
>once the situation here is under control, go to the city center and engage enemy air defenses before getting a JTAC on the line

Update in 2 hours, sorry for the delay, life's a beach

>>3900950
Heya QM! Can you elaborate more on our avionics? Like, do we have an RWR? FLIR? Do we have a radar system? If so, can it do air to air or only air to ground? Can we set our missiles to anti-radiation mode and go hunting for air defenses? Can we hover, or do we only have VTOL capabilities for short bursts like takeoff and landing? Do we have any electronic warfare gear? Sorry for all the questions, but I’m curious about what all we can do.

>>3900962

I understand your curiosity, I would have filled you in earlier but didn't want to bore anyone with too much plane tech.

To answer your questions the ship does have RWR,FLIR,and a radar system that works with both air to air and air to ground threats.

Your Hellfire Rockets are unguided and for air to ground use, but your Bore Missiles can be set for to anti-radiation mode.

The ship can hover indefinitely as long as you have fuel and is quite maneuverable while doing so.

As for electronic warfare, that stuff is a little too expensive for G.M.S. to put on ships like yours.

>>3900488

Alright it looks like we're going to try give the troops some time to get to cover before we take off, this means the enemy gets to shoot you and I get to explain how combat will work, Yay!

>>3901070
Sick, then yeah, let’s get some air support to clean out this LZ! Do we have a MAWS or do we just have to use the mk1 eyeball to defend from IR missiles?

>>3901074

You do have a MAWS so listen for the beep and press pound at the tone

Rolled 38, 100, 48 = 186 (3d100)

>Enemies first shot

>>3901082
>100
PANIC

Rolled 4 (1d5)

>>3901082

Damn my accursed luck is still with me

Here's how the shot DC breaks down

ship armor coverage: 80
dodge chance: 0 (You’re currently sitting on the ground so no bonus)
Enemy accuracy bonus: -10
Shot DC: 70

Normally I would roll a 3d100 and take the average as the outcome, but crits and crit fails override everything.

Crits: Guaranteed hit and 1.5 * weapon damage
Crit Fail: Guaranteed miss and weapon jam

so i this case the Rail Rifle's normal 3 damage is now 5

Your ship's "health" was 10 now 5

Also since the shot slipped past the armor, one of your ships systems will be damaged, 2 hits to a system and it shuts down

1: Radar
2: Engines
3: Controls
4: Weapons Systems
5:Cockpit Controls

>>3901122
Talk about a lucky shot. We’ll go fry those bastards before they get to shoot back hopefully, especially once we get in the air.

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>>3901122

“I need to get this thing off the ground, pop smoke and get the hell out of my ship, or buckle in and get ready to fly ” You shout into the cargo hold as you close the blast shield over your window and prep to take off. As soon as the shield closes, the ships external camera’s turn on giving you a view of the outside. You see muzzle flashes emanating from the buildings to your west as well as a few lances of light from the occasional Railrifle shot.

Behind you in the cargo bay the troopers took your advice and were exiting the bay under a smokescreen, save for one who was attending to the Heavy Suit. “Ah what did they do to this thing it’s a mess? Crap they blew the servos for your right leg. I might be able to fix it, but you’ve got to hold still.”

“But the ships leaving, leave me here and help the others out.” The man in the suit says.

“Fuck that, I’m more useful fixing you than shooting. We’re strapping in.”

You start to bring the ship up when a Railrifle round slams into the cockpit making the whole ship shudder. The camera down by your guns goes out and your weapon control screen goes dark. You slam your fist down on the console and the screen comes back on, but the controls seem less responsive now. “You better be strapped in back there you shout into the cargo hold.” As you close the bay doors and finally take the ship up.

Now it’s time to they had a taste of what this ship could do. You turn the ships cams over to IR and examine the battlefield

Pick a target and weapon to use

Targets:
>The infantry on the road, they seem to be giving your ground troops the most trouble. (Enemy cover bonus: Low)
>The troops hiding in the store front on the left could be trouble if they setup. (Enemy cover bonus: Medium)
>Those assholes with the Railrifles in that apartment building need to die now (Enemy cover bonus: High)

Weapon:
>Gatling Canon [Low penetration, but good for shredding cover as well as infantry
>Hellfire Rockets (4 pods remaining) [Low penetration, Shots that bypass cover bonuses inflict extra damage)
>BORE Missile (2 remaining) [High penetration, requires lock-on meaning that the enemy will fire first]

Note: All pieces of cover and armor have a sturdiness rating that must be equaled or exceeded by a weapons penetration stat to deal damage to a target objects like doors and park benches have low sturdiness while reinforced concrete would have a High penetration rating.

>>3901165

To help understand Sturdiness and Penetration here is an example

Your ships armor has coverage of 80 with a Sturdiness of Medium

A RailRifle has a damage of 3 and a Penetration of Low

So if an enemy shoots you with a Railrifle and their rolls are 80 or lower the shot will hit the armor and deflect off causing 0 damage.

If a ship has Low Sturdiness and a Railrifle hits it. The shot will pass through the armor and hit the target, but because the shot passed through the armor, its damage is lowered by 1 and its penetration decreases by 1 tier (from Low to None)

>>3901165
>The infantry on the road, they seem to be giving your ground troops the most trouble. (Enemy cover bonus: Low

Then as we fly off >The troops hiding in the store front on the left could be trouble if they setup. (Enemy cover bonus: Medium

Can we do this?
And thabks for the info

>>3901165
Target:
>Those assholes with the Railrifles in that apartment building need to die now (Enemy cover bonus: High)
Weapon:
>Hellfire Rockets (4 pods remaining) [Low penetration, Shots that bypass cover bonuses inflict extra damage)

If they’re in an apartment building, the structural damage from rockets should really fuck up their firing position. Even if we miss it will hopefully buy us time to suppress and maybe kill the infantry down low.

Plus, if we kill the rail rifles, our heavy suit infantry have a big advantage on the ground which they can leverage for immediate benefit.

>>3901181
Sure but one thing at a time. Give me just your first target and the weapon you wish to use

>>3901165

>The infantry on the road, they seem to be giving your ground troops the most trouble. (Enemy cover bonus: Low)

>Gatling Canon [Low penetration, but good for shredding cover as well as infantry

>>3901176
>>3901185
The railrifles are the biggest threat here. If we kill them our heavy troops are no longer at risk and we can strafe someone on the way out. Ideally that will let our troops secure the LZ without wasting too much of our time.

>>3901187
>The infantry on the road, they seem to be giving your ground troops the most trouble. (Enemy cover bonus: Low

>Gatling Canon [Low penetration, but good for shredding cover as well as infantry

>>3901165
>>The infantry on the road, they seem to be giving your ground troops the most trouble. (Enemy cover bonus: Low)
>Gatling Canon [Low penetration, but good for shredding cover as well as infantry

>>3901269
>>3901260
>>3901203
Giving them the guns

Alright I need some d100s then

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>3901277
just one?

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>3901277

>>3901277
>>3901282

Yes sorry I need 1d100 from 3 different people

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>3901277
Suns out guns out

Rolled 93, 71, 3 = 167 (3d100)

>>3901282
>>3901291
>>3901320

Your rolls: 70,33,15 (39)-10 damaged weapon system = 29
Enemy cover bonus: 25 (Sturdiness: Low)
Enemy dodge chance: 10
Total DC: 35

>You hit the enemies cover but shred through it anyway

Now lets see how the Railrifles fare this time.

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>>3901356

Enemy rolls: 93, 71, 3 (56) + 10 Accuracy bonus = 66
Ship armor coverage bonus: 80 (Sturdiness: Medium)
Your dodge chance: 15
Total DC: 95


Aiming down at the road, you open up with the Gatling Cannon hosing down the area in lead. Most of the enemy manages to find something to get behind, but the Cannon just chews through it and them until everything its way is mangled wreck. With their immediate threat taken care of, the ground troops reposition to better cover and prepare to move up, but they’re immediately stuck again as a Repeater opens up on them from the store front. Much like your Gatling Cannon the Repeater shreds any man not behind something sturdy and thanks to your efforts on the road, most of the men are. You are about to turn your guns to your next target when. A series of Railrifle rounds slam into your ship, but your armor holds and nothing gets thorough. Your armor plating does take some damage though.

>Armor damaged, coverage bonus now 75

The soldiers are safe for now, while the Repeater has them pinned they aren’t losing any men, you could take off and see about providing aid elsewhere, but can you leave these guys like this?

>They’ll be fine, head to a new target.
>Hit another target.[Select which target and weapon you wish to use]

>>3901378
The troops hiding in the store front on the left could be trouble if they setup. (Enemy cover bonus: Medium)

>Hellfire Rockets (4 pods remaining) [Low penetration, Shots that bypass cover bonuses inflict extra damage

Info the ground troops that we shooting one hellfire at the shop then we fucking off so they better deal with it, guse we drop of thr havey if his ready to get drop, if not we gota head out to find repairs.

>>3901378
>Hit another target
>Repeater in storefront
>Hellfire Rockets

Everyone thinks of mercs as disposable, so we've gotta have each others' backs. Even if that sometimes stretches the timetable of the local lord. Our buddies are more important than that.

>>3901402
Well, if we ripple fire 1/4th of our ammo we can probably collapse the storefront.

>>3901410
What woth the gat??
Rather not use to much 1 rocket should be enguh.

>>3901426
We have 4 pods worth of ammunition. A single rocket will not be enough unless we get incredibly lucky.

QM, how many rockets do we have per pod? 20?

>>3901431
Its about 10 rockets per pod

>>3901434
10 rockets will probably be enough...

>>3901434
Ok i was thinking we only got 4 total woops well then lets fire at couple more then.

>>3901402
>>3901406

Alright give me 3 more d100s

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>3901463
rollan

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>3901463

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>3901463

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>3901463

>>3901468
>>3901469
>>3901469
Wow we suck.

Rolled 44, 26, 60 = 130 (3d100)

>>3901463

>>3901468
>>3901469
>>3901470

Your rolls: 49,6,37 (31)-10 damaged weapon system = 21 ouch
Enemy cover bonus: 50 (Sturdiness: Medium)
Enemy dodge chance: 10
Total DC: 60

>You blow away the stores signage and motifs, but the actual structure withstands the attack.

Let's see about the Railrifles

>>3901489

Enemy rolls: 44,26,60 (43) + 10 Accuracy bonus = 53
Ship armor coverage bonus: 75 (Sturdiness: Medium)
Your dodge chance: 15
Total DC: 90


You unload a pod of rockets at the storefront, but the pod must of have been misaligned. The rockets slam into the building and clear out the street in front of it, but the building is solidly constructed and with stands your barrage. A few moments later, the Repeater starts back up and continues to suppress the troopers. Another burst of Railrifle shots fly out from the apartment scoring your ships armor with another set of dents and small holes.

>Armor damaged, coverage bonus now 70

>Head to a new target.
>Hit another target.[Select which target and weapon you wish to use]

>>3901499
>Hit another target
>Repeater in storefront
>Hellfire Rockets lets try this shit .

>>3901499
>Hit another target
>Railrifles
>Bore missile

Lets fuck their shit, railrifles are the only danger to our CAS operation right now

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>3901550
Save the bore missiles for AA, SAMs, and opposing aircraft in the city center. We only have two so we gotta conserve them for important targets from standoff ranges. Rockets should be more than enough here and apparently the rail rifles aren’t really causing the troops as much trouble as I initially thought.
>>3901499
One more rocket burst on the gunner in the storefront

>>3901520
>>3901555

More d100s gentlemen

>>3901520
+1

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>3901599

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>3901599

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>3901599

>>3901606
>>3901617
>>3901627

Your rolls: 93,55,64 (71)-10 damaged weapon system = 61
Enemy cover bonus: 50 (Sturdiness: Medium)
Enemy dodge chance: 10
Total DC: 60

>You barely blow the target to smitheens.

Hopefully the Railrifles fair worse

Rolled 25, 18, 25 = 68 (3d100)

>>3901634

Rolled 91 (1d100)

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>>3901634
>>3901636
Enemy rolls: 25,18,25 (23) + 10 Accuracy bonus = 33
Ship armor coverage bonus: 70 (Sturdiness: Medium)
Your dodge chance: 15
Total DC: 85


You unload a second pod of rockets into the store front. This time hit your mark and rockets sail in through one of the stores windows. Smoke, dust, and debris explode out from every open door and crack in the building as the rockets go off. Then with something like a sad wheeze the store’s roof caves in sending more dust out of the windows, but no more Repeater rounds another volley of Railrifle rounds pockmarks your ship as you swing around to face the apartment complex. Below you, the ground troops, now free of Repeater suppression, are moving in on the apartment’s ground floor.
>Armor damaged, coverage bonus now 65

>Wave off you’ve done enough. The troopers can handle it from here.
>Give those Railriflemen a taste of your displeasure [Pick a weapon]
>[Write In]

For your reference
>Gatling Canon ([Low penetration, but good for shredding cover as well as infantry]
>Hellfire Rockets (2 pods remaining) [Low penetration, Shots that bypass cover bonuses inflict extra damage]
>BORE Missile (2 remaining) [High penetration, requires lock-on meaning that the enemy will fire first]

>railrifleman
>Hellfire rockets

>>3901658
>Gatling Canon ([Low penetration, but good for shredding cover as well as infantry]
Suppression, and let the infantry do any mop up. We gotta drop the passengers off in our hold.

>>3901658
>Wave off you’ve done enough. The troopers can handle it from here.
surely they can handle a couple snipers, right?

>>3901668
>Give those Railriflemen a taste of your displeasure [Pick a weapon]

>>3901681
We have their heavy trooper and a tech with us.

I'm pretty tired at the moment, so I'm going to leave this vote open until tomorrow. Next update will be in 15ish hours. See you all then

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>3901658
>Give those Railriflemen a taste of your displeasure
>1x Bore missile (i’m sure this won’t bite us in the ass later)

If we’re going all in on saving these guys, we’re going all in on saving them. Like I said before, nobody gives a shit about us except for other mercs. We have to have their backs as a priority.

>>3901838
Oh, and to tack onto this, we need to radio those troops on the ground and slip our callsign in there. If we can find out who that unit is we might earn a few buddies to get attached to back at base before they inevitably die in vicious combat.

>>3901873
Agree'd, lets try to make some friends while we're alive.

>>3901658
>Wave off you’ve done enough. The troopers can handle it from here.

>>3901873 #
+1

>Give those Railriflemen a taste of your displeasure
>Gatling Cannon

Can we supress them with the gatling cannon?
If so, then we can give time to the infantry below to pass, and who knows! Maybe we get some of the duckers

>>3901658
>Give those Railriflemen a taste of your displeasure [Pick a weapon]

>Gatling Cannon ([Low penetration, but good for shredding cover as well as infantry]

Bore missiles are overkill, and we don't want to waste the Hellfire rockets

>>3901658
>>Wave off you’ve done enough. The troopers can handle it from here.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3902218
>>3901949
>>3901681

>>3901668
>>3901998
>>3902186

looks like we have a tie let's see what the dice decide

1: Wave off

2:Gatling Cannon

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>>3902625

With the threat of the Repeater gone, you trust the troopers can handle the rest. “Echo Team 2 this is Wing 4, I’ve gotta wave off, can you handle it from here?”

“We’ve got this Wing 4 thanks for the assist,”

With the assurance of the ground troops, you pull away from the LZ and out sight of the Railrifles. Now in safer skies you lean out into the cargo bay to check on your two passengers. “Are you two alright back there?” You ask.

“We’re fine,” the man working on the suit barks, “but this suit is scrap, damn Railrifle destroyed the servos for the right leg. I’ll have to replace the whole damn thing if-.”

“Maybe you’re alright,” the man in the suit cuts in “But I’m in shit shape, I just took a damn round to my gut.”

“Oh suck it up you big baby, you’re barely bleeding.”

“Fuck you, maybe I should shoot you in the stomach, see how you like it!”

“Stand up and try it pussy, oh wait you can’t stand because the leg servos are blown and I’m the only one who can fix them!”

>Leave those two to their bickering, you’ve got other people to help.
>Find a place to set down and kick these idiots out of your ship.
>“How long is it going to take to fix the suit”
>[Write In]

>>3902675
>“How long is it going to take to fix the suit”
If it doesn't take too long can we... "borrow" them? For the greater good!
A pair of hand can always be useful, exepcionally if that hand is in a heavy suit
And we need to land again

>>3902675
>>“How long is it going to take to fix the suit”

>>3902675

>Leave those two to their bickering, you’ve got other people to help.

>>3902675
>“How long is it going to take to fix the suit"

>>3902699
This

>>3902699
>>3902741
>>3902854

Writing...

Rolled 77, 77, 80 = 234 (3d100)

Let's see how the other wings did

>Wing 2 on Lt. Selza's Repeater problem

DC 50

Rolled 71, 33, 94 = 198 (3d100)

>>3902885

>Wing 5 on the garbled transmission

>DC 80

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>>3902885
>>3902887

“How long is it going to take to fix the suit.” You ask interrupting the two bickering soldiers.

“I’m going to have to take the bust servo out of its mount, put a new one in, re-affix it, and then I’ve, gotta test th-”

“It’s going to take a while,” the man in the suit answers for his friend. “ Radio our team tell them Joey’s suit is on the fritz and Sam’s trying to fix it-” Joey is interrupted by a loud clang as Sam prys a chunk of metal free of the suit’s leg. “And he’s doing a shitty job of it, what the fuck are you doing trying to do, tear my leg off with the suit’s!”

“If you don’t shut up I’m going to be tearing off more than your leg.”

You close the door to the cockpit before their arguing resumes. “Echo Team 2 this is Wing 4, I’ve got your Heavy Suit, Joey and Sam up here with me they’re both safe, but the Heavy Suit is out of commission, Sam is trying to fix it but-” There is another loud clang from the cargo bay followed by a series of loud curses.

“Copy that Wing 4, we’ll get on without them, keep’em safe and if those two start making too much noise tell them Sergeant Raya will dock their pay and have them running laps around the ship in their undies.”

“Understood Team 2 good luck down there.”

As you return to the skies your radio pick up the reports from Wings 2 and 5. Lt. Selza’s Repeater problem was resolved without issue and Selza’s team was now making a good pace toward the city center. Wing 5’s report was much worse however. “Attention all wings this is Wing 5 the enemy has an operational LANCE battery. The Recon team assigned to it has taken heavy losses and failed take it out. I’m medivacing the Recon team now. I advise all Wings to fly cautiously.”

Mere moments after Wing 5’s report you’re the lock on warning chimes something is trying to target you…

>Fly low and use the building as cover.
>Stay on course, your countermeasures can handle this (Note: your ship has 2 deployments of countermeasures on board)
>Set the ship down.
>[Write In]

>>3902922
>>Fly low and use the building as cover.

>>3902922
>Fly low and use the building as cover.
And hey, if they still find us we can take them with the bore missile right?...
Right?
I at least hope there won't be any more railrifles in these buildings...

>>3902922
>low low and use building as cover, ready to deploy countermasure if needed. Attempt to localize battery and call in orbital bombardment if possible?

>>3902922
>Fly low and use the building as cover
We gota take out the lance

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>>3902922
>>Fly low and use the building as cover.

lets try to BORE a hole in this AA battery amirite guys?

>>3902995
Il be down with that

Rolled 16, 30, 24 = 70 (3d100)

>>3902956

The planetary governor requested you not level the city and orbital bombardments aren't the cleanest/precisest ways to destroy something.

>Railrifle interdiction

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>>3903085

You fly the ship lower using the nearby buildings as cover and rewarded with silence as whatever was locking on to you loses sight of you. “Wing 5 give us the LANCE’s coordinates” comes the voice of the Flight Commander’s over your radio. The coordinates come in and you realize you aren’t too far from the battery’s location. “I want all available wings to converge on the LANCE battery. It needs to come down if we are to continue giving air support.” The Flight Commander orders.

You as well as Wings 2 and 3 give confirmation on the orders and begin to close in on the LANCE battery. Gliding as gracefully as this monstrosity of a spacecraft can, you zip down main roads and side streets staying out of sight of the LANCE battery. As you close with the gun though, you start taking Railrifle fire from nearby buildings. Your ship’s armor soaks the damage and aquires another set of holes as you finally get eyes on the LANCE battery.

>Armor damaged, coverage bonus now 60

The weapon it’s self was massive at least as large as your whole ship and with wicked looking amounts of power cables running into its base. It is as you admire the gun that you notice several APS's set up around the gun to prevent any projectile from getting too close. It would seem that your plan to put a BORE Missile through the thing had hit a snag. You could try to clear out the APS's, but that would leave you open to getting cut down by the LANCE battery. You could try something crazy like getting extremely close to the gun and unloading on it, but that might end up with you getting caught in the blast from your own weapon. You are the first one here though it might be a better idea to wait for the other Wings to get here, but that would mean getting pounded by more Railrifles and your ship’s armor was starting to look like Swiss cheese.

>Start taking down the APS's.
>Get in the LANCE’s face and put a Missile into it.
>Wait for the other wings
>[Write In]

>>3903129
Try to visually Follow the power cables to the opposite end and kill the power supply.

>>3903133

The power cables sink into the ground only a few feet away from the base of the gun, you can't see where they lead.

>>3903129
>Wait for the other wings

>>3903129
>Get in the LANCE’s face and put a Missile into it.

>>3903129
>Wait for the other wings

>>3903129
>Start taking down the APS's.

>>3903129
Alright, it's time to get creative. Do we have a laser designator on our craft? Can we pump more energy into it and try to mess up or break the APS sensors? If not, we should coordinate with the other wings to overwhelm the APS with rocket fire and gunfire so someone can sneak in a few BORE missiles or something.

Rolled 77, 25, 80 = 182 (3d100)

>>3903145
>>3903258
>>3903277

Waiting for backup it is

Let's see how much more fire your armor can take

Ship armor coverage bonus: 60 (Sturdiness: Medium)
Your dodge chance: 15 – 10 Tight Quarters = 5
Total DC: 65

>>3903288

Enemy rolls: 77,25,80 (61) = 61

Taking it on the armor. Writing...

>>3903294
QM, can we buy more gear for our boat? It'd be nice to own some sensor pods or EW pods if we have leftover cash.

>>3903296

Your mission pay is yours to use as you see fit.

>>3903294

Waiting for additional ships would be the safest and likely the most successful course of action you decide. There is another series *pangs* as a volley of Railrifle rounds peppers your ever shrinking armor. Along with the pangs, comes another series of swears from your cargo bay companions followed by a shout of joy. Then suddenly the cockpit door slides open. “Hey we fixed the- Holy hell that’s a big gun.”Sam gapes in awe at the LANCE battery. You’re about to shout at him to get out of the cockpit when you suddenly stop and think better of it. Maybe you could use those two. “Do you think you two can shut that thing down?” you ask

Sam’s eyes bulge in surprise, then turn serious. He looks the LANCE up and down, then glances back into the cargo bay and a devilish grin forms on his face. “If you can get me and the big guy in close to that thing, I have an idea that might bring it down.”

“This is Wing 3 I have eyes on the LANCE battery, its covered in APS’s.” your comms squawks. Or you could use extreme fire power to clear the area either by sweeping out the APS’s or overwhelming the APS’s with rockets instead of risking your ass by getting in close.

>Get Sam close and see what he and Joey can do
>Try overwhelming the APS’s
>Sweep out the APS’s
>[Write In]

>>3903378

also

>Armor damaged, coverage bonus now 55

whats the dif between sweep and overwhelm?

>>3903398
Sweeping them will involve you going around and destroying the APS's

Overwhelming means you will fill the air with rockets and try to sneak a BORE Missile in to destroy the LANCE

>>3903378
>>Try overwhelming the APS’s

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>3903378
>Try overwhelming the APS’s
I have no idea if it will work or not but we have allies now.

>>3903429
>APS
But doesn't that mean we don't use the allies since we are using rockets to take out the lance?

Why don't we wait for more guys to come and co-ordinate with them?

There are more fliers inbound.

>>3903432
My thought is that our allies will also target the Lance. Which means that we can contribute to the fight by timing a barrage of rockets to confuse and overwhelm the APS when our friendlies fly in.

>>3903378
>Try overwhelming the APS’s
whatever man, the guys can fire at the lance from the holes in our ship.

>>3903426
>>3903429
>>3903446

Overwhelm it is

Let's see who the LANCE locks onto first

1:Wing 1
2:Wing 2
3:Wing 5
4:Wing 4 (you)

Rolled 1 (1d4)

>>3903519

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Rolled 10, 41, 41 = 92 (3d100)

>>3903519
>>3903520

“Getting you close might get us shot down. Go back to the cargo bay and get ready in case I get shot down anyway, that LANCE is bound to get someone when this goes down.

As Wings 2 and 1 arrive, you lay out your plan for overwhelming the APS. There is a moment of silence as your plan hangs in the air before the Flight Commander voices his approval. “We’ll do it on my mark.” He says “Now everyone get in position.” All at once 4 ships rise up in to sensor range and begin to lock on to the LANCE. You sigh with some relief at the fact that even if the attack fails, at least the LANCE won’t hit you.

“Fire rockets!” The Flight Commander shouts.

You and 3 other ships loose a stream of rockets that as they enter the APS are shredded to bits

“Fire missiles!” 4 BORE Missiles streak out toward the LANCE trying to shoot the gap as the APS desperately try to clear the air.

>Since BORE Missiles are lock-on, they are guaranteed to hit if the APS doesn’t shoot them down so let’s see if the APS hits your missile

DC: 70

>>3903540

Congrats you've destroyed the LANCE battery, This will be all from me tonight.

>>3903540

>>3903543
Wait wut? Oh right only you need to roll.

Mkay g'night.

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>3903540

>>3903543
ded thred?

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>>3903540

Time seems to slow as you watch your missile shoot forward into the hail of rockets and APS countermeasures. The missile is pelted with the debris of destroyed rockets, but manages to shoot the gap and pass unharmed through the barrage of APS discharges and directly into the LANCE battery. The BORE Missile pierces deep into the gun before detonating in flash of light and flame. The LANCE discharges in a feeble attempt to hit its target, but the explosion of the missile had already thrown off its aim. A flash of purplish blue light scorches the air to the left of Wing 1 as the LANCE topples over and lands with a screeching crunch on the ground knocking out one of the APS’s.

With the LANCE down, you pull up and away from the wreckage, getting out of the effective range of the Railrifle’s firing at your ship. While you catch your breath, Captain Reynold comes over your comms again “Attention all Wings, the client has changed our mission parameters. He’s requesting an emergency bombardment of the city. So you’ve got 10 minutes to retrieve all ground forces and return to base before the sky comes down on you. Wish I could give you all more time, but the client wants the bombardment now, so get to it and get our troops out of there.”

There is a short pause before your comms. system is overloaded with requests for evac and the transmission of coordinates. It would seem the ground troops got a similar warning to yours. “Well you heard the man folks,” Your Flight Commander says, “Let’s set up some evac sites and get our guys out of here.” The FC quickly designates LZ’s for the all of you and broadcasts them to the ground troops. Unlike the last time you set down at an LZ, the area was actually clear and your ship didn’t gain any new holes as troops began to trickle into the area.

(1/2)

>>3906720

Your cargo bay is rearranged and all of the remaining gear is stuffed into a corner to make room for all of the troops. During this shifting of supplies, an argument erupts “We are not risking our lives for these people there’s barely enough room for us on this ship.”

“So dump some of this cargo then, these people don’t deserve to die like this.”

“And we do? It will take too long to get them out of their holes, if we can convince them to leave at all. By the time we brought them back here the whole city would be nothing but craters. We aren’t going to kill ourselves for them.”

“These people deserve a fighting chance to escape. What if it were you and your family in hiding in these ruins?”

“I wouldn’t have been here in the first place I would have left the city as soon as the fighting started, as most of these people likely did. Anyone left here was either too cowardly, or stupid to flee, they deserve what’s coming.”

“You heartless bastard!”

A scuffle erupts and you take a moment to peek outside the cockpit to see what exactly the hell was going on. By the time you look, the two men had been pulled apart by the others.

“We still have five minutes we still save some people if we work fast.” The younger of the two men pleads to the other’s restraining him.

“Don’t be an idiot, if you go out there, there’s no way you’ll make it back in time.” The older one spits back.

>Keep silent, this argument is between those two.
>“I’ll wait here as long as I can, go save who you can.” These people don’t deserve to be flattened under the bombardment
>“We leave as soon as the last squad gets here” You aren’t risking everyone for a few civilians.
>[Write In]

Sorry for the lack of updates folks, but I have been very busy as of late. I will keep updating, but likely only once per day until things lighten up.

Thanks for sticking with me, that will be all for tonight

>>3906723
Your not dead, ausomes

>>3906721
>“We leave as soon as the last squad gets here” You aren’t risking everyone for a few civilians.
We are not heros, we are paid for a job and my job is to make sure you dont die from an ob.

>I'll wait here as long as I can, but if it gets to hot in the lz I can't force these men and women to risk their lives for a handful of survivor's.

>>3906721
>“We leave as soon as the last squad gets here” You aren’t risking everyone for a few civilians.

Thanks for looking to do an update a day, seems a nice quest.

Not heros, we're professionals with a job, and goodness knows what we'll do with them, we're a mercenary group not a red cross.

>>3906721
>Keep silent, this argument is between those two.

>>3906721
>"There's not enough time for being a hero. I'm not going to get us all killed just so we can feel good for a few minutes. We leave as soon as the last squad gets here. We've got our families to think of too."

>>3906721
>>“We leave as soon as the last squad gets here” You aren’t risking everyone for a few civilians.

>>3906746
>>3906721
Support

>>3906721
>We leave as soon as the last squad gets here

yay! thred not ded!

>>3906721
>>“We leave as soon as the last squad gets here” You aren’t risking everyone for a few civilians.

>>3906721
>”We leave as soon as the last squad gets here” You aren’t risking everyone for a few civilians.

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>>3906740
>>3906749
>>3906850
>>3907146
>>3907625

“We leave as soon as the last squad gets here” You say trying to add some finality to your voice. “I was ordered to get you guys out of here before the bombardments starts and I will do just that and nothing more.”

The young solider gives you a nasty glare but holds his tongue, he knew when he was beaten. The tension begins to leave the air as you return to the cockpit and the soldiers pack themselves into the cargo bay. It takes three more minutes for the last of the squads to arrive and board the ship. As the last of them squeeze in, you close the bay doors and ascend up and out of the atmosphere. You’re halfway to the fleet, when the bombardment opens up. Streaks of light fly past you and toward the planet, the shells igniting in the atmosphere.

You fly into the hangar and land in one of the empty bays. As soon as you touch down, you open your cargo bay doors and let the flood of tightly packed soldiers spill out, while you power down your engines and the fuel and oxygen lines re-attach to your ship. You look out your cockpit window into the hangar to find utter chaos. All of the ground teams were still crowding the floor making it impossible for the hangar crews to get anywhere near the ships. You stare out at the mass of humanity piled in the hangar for a few moments before the speakers in the hangar screech to life, silencing the mob. “Good work out there everyone.” A woman’s voice rings out from the speakers. “You can all store your gear and relax your part of the job is done.” There is a collection of cheers from the assembled soldiers as they all push to exit the hangar. Over the din of the crowd, you catch the woman on the speakers next words “All senior officers are to report to the bridge for a debriefing and discussion of next steps.”

You wait a moment for the crush of people to thin a little before you exit your ship and head over to your locker to stow your flight suit and sidearm. Closing your locker door you notice the lockers next to yours were still empty and that the name plaques of the newbie pilots that had occupied them were gone as well. You also note a number of empty bays in the hanger. It would seem that not every pilot’s mission had gone as well as yours. Standing in one of the empty bays was a group of pilots and soldiers, as well as strangely dressed man and woman.

The woman was dressed in black robes studded with silver sequins that twinkled as she shifted. The man was dressed in robes of white with gold trim and patterns of orange and yellow swirling there way all over. From where you were standing, it sounded like the group was praying, no doubt for all the people lost today.

>Join them and pay your respects to the dead.
>Follow the rest of the crew into the ship. you need a drink and shower after today.
>Stick around the bay and help out the maintenance crews they no doubt need a hand.
>[Write In]

>>3908349
>Stick around the bay and help out the maintenance crews they no doubt need a hand.
Help us feel better and think about something else.

>>3908349
>Stick around the bay and help out the maintenance crews they no doubt need a hand.
Good distraction and way to unwind. Plus it's always a good idea to be friends with the people who maintain the machines that your life depends on.

>>3908349
>>Join them and pay your respects to the dead.

>>3908349
>Stick around the bay and help out the maintenance crews they no doubt need a hand.

Could be an opportunity to learn stuff

>>3908349
>Follow the rest of the crew into the ship. you need a drink and shower after today.

>>3908349
>Join them and pay your respects to the dead.
Space Jesus

>>3908349
>Stick around the bay and help out the maintenance crews they no doubt need a hand.

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>>3908349

>>3908358
>>3908361
>>3908496
>>3908942

When you offer your help to the maintenance crews, they burst out laughing and shrug you off, but when you offer again, the earnestness in your voice gives them pause. They look at you with a mix of disbelief and “is this man stupid” for bit before one of them finally realizes you’re still standing in front of them. “If you’re willing to help, then I guess follow me.” He says before leading you away from the other mechanics who continue to stare. “Sorry for the awkward introduction.” The man apologies, “It’s just that most of the fly boys don’t give two shits about what happens to their ships once their out of them. The name’s Marty by the way.” He extends a worn and greasy glove which you shake.

“Brett,” you return.

“Nice to meet you Brett, now I assume you don’t want to get those close coated in grease, so head to those lockers over there and grab a suit.” You do as Marty instructs and suit up while he fills a cart full of tools. He takes you over to one of the docked CAS ships and the two of you start stripping off the damaged armor plates. “Not bad Brett, you done this before?” Marty asks, watching you pull off a plate that had a large dent in the center.

“A little, I used to have my own ship, before I joined up.” You respond.

“Oh, what did you do before you joined up, haul freight?”

>Tell Marty the truth, there’s no harm in letting him know.
>Lie, the fewer people who know you’re hiding out here the better.
>Shut him down, you’d just rather not talk about your past.
>[Write In]

>>3909701
>[Write In]
Be vague but truthful. You did some things that were not entirely legal and when they went south you looked for other employment.

>>3909708
Supporting

>>3909708
support.

>>3909708
We wore a divlery company that sometimes broe the rules to get the job done

>>3909701
>lie

>>3909708
this

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>>3909701

“No, I used to do some not entirely legal work until things went south.”

“Hiding from the law then, I get that.” Marty nods “I used to fix up old ships for a human trafficker until he got caught and I was going to be tried as an accomplice.” He turns away from you to gesture at one of the other mechanics. “Jim over there got caught in a drug sting but slipped the net by bashing a cop’s head in. Franky was semi-successful thief until he got caught trying to steal from a place with actual security. Noah is wanted for arson and destruction of property on at least three worlds, Hell over half of everyone in the fleet has got has a criminal record of some sort. Hm, makes me wonder. If you add up all the prison time the fleet owes, how many centuries would it be?”

Marty ponders his own question while you continue down the line of ships stripping off damaged armor plates. As you detach an absolutely ruined plate off one of the ships, you notice two men and two women enter the hangar. Their arguing easily carries across the room to your ears “I will not pay you another cent. You failed to meet my requirements and as such you do not meet the conditions for the second half of your payment.” Said the man in a crumpled business suit

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>>3911591

“Governor if you will recall it was you who requested that we retrieve you and bombard the city. If you had waited like we told you, we would of have crushed the coup as we initially agreed.” The woman in a sharp looking military uniform responded trying to keep her tone neutral.

“If you had performed as well as you claimed, I wouldn’t have needed to leave.” The governor shot back

“If you had called upon us earlier we could have done more to save your sorry a-”The other man started to shout, but was cut off by the sharply dressed woman.

“Arguing is pointless. If you remember governor, the contract you signed with us only stipulated that we destroy the coup forces not save you or your city. As of this moment the coup’s main forces have been crushed under our bombardment and our strike teams are about to deal with their leader. We are about to fulfill our contract at which point you will pay us the amount we agreed upon. If you don’t we’ll have to find some other way to reimburse our losses. I wonder governor, how much would the coup be willing to pay for your capture and delivery? The woman says her tone icy cold.

The governor’s face pales and his eyes widen in fear as he tries to stammer a response, but the woman speaks before he can get a word out. “Gretta, would you escort the governor back to his quarters, he obviously needs time to consider his choices.”

“Right away Ma’am, Come governor” the hulking woman said placing a meaty hand on his shoulder and guiding him back into the ship.

The rest of your time in the hangar is much less eventful, but it isn’t long until the second shift crews arrive to replace you. “Hey Brett,” Marty says stepping out of his suit. “You joining us for drinks? The kitchen crew always saves some for us.”

>“Nah, I’m pretty exhausted. I’m gonna call it day.”
>“Sure, I could use a stiff drink”
>[Write In]

>>3911593
>“Sure, I could use a stiff drink”
>[Write In]
I'll catch up to you guys in a bit.

Go talk to boss/supervisor.

Ask her was the Governor just trying to cheat us out of payment just a moment ago, ask almost incredulously and a bit of anger in our face.

Follow up with a question, "Why don't we ask the rebels just how much more the would pay, an if they would pay upfront. Make an example out of him to everyone for trying to cheat us.

>>3911603
Maybe start off with a ma'am, and a with all do respect. But still try to keep a calm and low voice.

>call it a day

>>3911593
>“Sure, I could use a stiff drink

>>3911593

>“Nah, I’m pretty exhausted. I’m gonna call it day.”

>>3911593

>“Nah, I’m pretty exhausted. I’m gonna call it day.”

Qm you there?

>>3913371
he updates once a day fairly regularly so I wouldn't be too concerned. wish he did it more though, this is pretty good

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>>3911612
>>3911962
>>3913288

“Nah, I’m pretty exhausted. I’m gonna call it day.”

“Suit yourself,” Marty says as he and the other maintenance guys head toward the canteen.

You make your way back to your quarters walking, then floating when the gravity cuts out in your section again. The lights were already out when you arrive at the room and some others had gone to bed out of either exhaustion or blacking out. Lying down, sleep takes you quickly and you plunge into its dark embrace.

You open your eyes to see light filtering in through swirling clouds of dust. The chalky air catches in your throat and you have to cough to clear it. In the room with you, you can see other shapes, other people cowering down, hiding in room’s dark corners. There is a loud thump and a door swings open casting more shafts of light into the room. A figure stands in the door shrouded by the light and dust. “C’mon we’ve got to get out of here.” The figure says extending his hand in your direction. You take the hand and the figure pulls you out the door. You find yourself standing planetside. In the sky above you, you can see streaks of light, like comets racing down and striking the ground with thunderous booms cause everything to shake. “Go, Go!” the voice shouts from behind you and you are shoved forward into the street. Down the street, you can see a ship with people being boarded on to it. You run, toward it, but your legs feel like they’re made of jelly and you can only move so fast. The closer you get to the ship, the faster people seem to board it, soon everyone is inside and the doors to the ship start to close. You shout for them to stop, to wait for you, but they offer you no clemency. The ship’s doors slam shut just as you reach them. You pound on the doors and scream at them to let you in, but the engines roar to life and you are blasted back by the chop as the ship takes off. The ship rises into the sky as the comets strike closer and the booms and shaking get worse. You let out one last shout before a comet streaks down striking on top of you.

You awake drenched in cold sweat, your heart racing out your chest, and your breath a ragged wheezing. You were still in your bed the sound of slow breathing emanating from all around. It was a dream you tell yourself, just a dream..

>Take a walk around the ship, some exercise will clear your head.
>Head to the canteen and eat something, a little food will settle your churning stomach.
>Lie back down, and try to sleep again, it was just a bad dream, nothing to be afraid of.
>[Write In]

>>3913493
>Take a walk around the ship,
>Head to the canteen and eat something, a little food will settle your churning stomach.
A long detour to the chow hall.

One the characters we could have played as died in our dreams.....

>>3913493
>Head to the canteen and eat something, a little food will settle your churning stomach.

>>3913498
just a bunch of superstition, there ain't no such thing as the force, psionics or alternate timelines!
>>3913493
>Head to the canteen, eat something
Water will also be good. I've only ever had a cold sweat-wakeup dream once, and it sucked.

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>>3913498
>>3913548
>>3913636

You climb down from your bunk and head to the canteen, some food will settle your roiling stomach and perhaps settle your mind. The canteen is mostly empty when you arrive, save for few second shift crew eating lunch. You must have looked terrible because, you don’t even have to say anything to the kitchen crew. They simply give you a sandwich and a cup of pink liquid that is thick, warm, and sweet. The food does help, with something to chew on your stomach settles down. Your mind however doesn’t settle as quickly, you find yourself getting lost staring at the steam rising off of your drink while your head keeps dredging up images and feelings from your dream. You are so entranced by your own thoughts that you jump when a hand touches your shoulder. You turn around to find a concerned looking man standing behind you. “You okay buddy?” he asks.

“Fine, I’m fine,” you say trying to shake the thoughts from your head.

“Are you sure, you don’t look too good?”

You look this man interrupting you up and down. He looked rather ordinary in his G.M.S. regs, save for the golden curls of hair spiraling out of his head and a golden sun amulet hanging around his neck. It suddenly clicks then, you recognize this man’s voice. He was the priest in white, saying prayers for the dead in the hangar.

“Yes I’m alright, I had some trouble sleeping is all. I don’t need a sermon.”

“Well lucky for you, I’m not the type to preach.” The man laughs as he takes a seat next to you. “So bad a dream is it, we get a lot of those around here, especially after missions like to today. Were you with the ground teams? No wait, you’re too clean to be a grunt, not enough scars. So a pilot then why don’t you tell me about this dream.”

>Oh great the priest is a shrink, you don’t need this, head back to bed.
>“Listen it was just a bad dream, nothing else. It wasn’t God trying to talk to me or anything like that.”
>Tell him, though you’re not sure what good it will do.
>[Write In]

>>3915905
>Tell him, though you’re not sure what good it will do.

>>3915905
>Tell him, though you’re not sure what good it will do.
Even if we don't believe in space Jesus simply talking about a trauma helps alleviate it.

>>3915905
Tell him, though you’re not sure what good it will do.

>>3915905
>>Tell him, though you’re not sure what good it will do.

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>>3915952
>>3916267
>>3916375

Giving in with a sigh, you tell the priest about the dream. He sits patiently and listens, hanging on your every word. When you finish, you feel strangely better. “It helps doesn’t it.” the priest says “talking about it I mean.”

“Yeah,” you respond feeling drained after everything you’d just told the priest. “It’s weird though, I’ve never had dreams like that before.”

“Well there’s a first time for everything. I’ve known soldiers who’ve served their whole contract and never had problems with nightmares or dreams. I’ve also known people who’ve broken down entirely and had terrors stalk their minds even in their waking hours. We all take the stresses of this line of work differently, but what’s important is that you find a way to relieve that stress. If you ever have more nightmares come find me, I’ll help you out. If you can’t find me though look for Mother Miriam she’s the Void Priestess on this ship. She’ll help you although she’s a little more religious than I am.”

The priest stands back up and starts to leave but you stop him. “Wait you never told me your name.”

“Oh, how stupid of me, I’m Brother Shaun.”

“Brett Kesel,”

“Nice talking with you Brett, have a good night’s rest.”

You return to your bunk and spend the rest of the night in blissful sleep.

The next morning as you enjoy your breakfast in the canteen, the ship’s speakers squawk to life. “ATTENTION ALL SHIP CREW, MISSION ROSTERS HAVE BEEN UPDATED. PLEASE-” You don’t hear the rest of the announcement as the entire canteen surges to its feet and to the large screens on the canteen wall. Joining the crowd you hear shouts of joy and loud swears as people discover their new assignments. While muscling your way forward in the crowd part of the announcement catches your ears “QUARTERMASTER OLEV WOULD LIKE TO REMIND ALL SHIP CREW TO TURN IN ALL REQUISTION FORMS BEFORE HE DEPARTS FOR RESUPPLY.” You finally ride the tide to the board and search it up and down for your name. You find it on a mission to…

>Escort a shipment of supplies out to a colony in treacherous space.
>Fly out a Recon team on a secret op and act as support if needed.
>Aid in the recovery of material for G.M.S. operations.
>[Write In] (Suggest a mission you think would be interesting but keep its description brief. No longer than 2 sentences I just need to know the What and Why.)

>>3917370
>Fly out a Recon team on a secret op and act as support if needed

Sounds fun

>>3917370
>>Fly out a Recon team on a secret op and act as support if needed.

>>3917370
>>Aid in the recovery of material for G.M.S. operations.

>>3917370
>[Write In] (Suggest a mission you think would be interesting but keep its description brief. No longer than 2 sentences I just need to know the What and Why.)
Flying the Governor back down to the planet to his hidden bunker.

>>3917370
>Recovery of material for GMS operation

>>3917370
>Escort a shipment of supplies out to a colony in treacherous space

>>3917370

>Fly out a Recon team on a secret op and act as support if needed.

test

>>3917434
>>3917525
>>3918763

>Sorry for the short update but today was rather tiring.

The board actually gave very little information on what you’d actually be doing. The most the posting said was transportation of team for covert operation report to hangar dock 47 at 1300 hours. Assignment in hand, you work your way back out of the crowd. You still had some time before your briefing to fill the gap you decide to…

>Check on up on your ship see how the repairs are going.
>Visit the quartermaster. Maybe you can requisition some parts for your ship.
>Explore the carrier you haven’t had much time to get to know the ship since you arrived and it would be helpful if you actually knew your way around instead of relying on signs.
>[Write In]

>>3918877
>>Check on up on your ship see how the repairs are going.

>>3918877
>Check on up on your ship see how the repairs are going.
>Visit the quartermaster. Maybe you can requisition some parts for your ship.

>>3918877
>Check on up on your ship see how the repairs are going.

>>3918877
>Check on up on your ship see how the repairs are going

>>3918877
>Check up on your ship see how the repairs are going
>Visit the quartermaster. Maybe you can requisition some parts for your ship.
>[write-in] check the net for extra ship parts too

So, what kind of mods do you guys think we should look for? Anything stealth related will probably be out of our price range for quite a while. Jamming pods would be nice, but are also probably expensive. We could probably afford a laser comms suite which would let us act as a secure communications relay in a pinch, like a mobile comms tower.

>>3918877
>>Explore the carrier you haven’t had much time to get to know the ship since you arrived and it would be helpful if you actually knew your way around instead of relying on signs.

>>3919035
Just my personal take but since you don't own the fighter itself I would suggest just modding it with shit that increases survivability and strive to gain in rank so you can get a better fighter/gear through the internal "mercenary" system? Seems like a more reliable way to get stealthy/cooler upgrades. I don't know shit about space fightan outside x-wings though

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>>3918881
>>3918897
>>3918927
>>3919004
>>3919032

You had stripped quite a number of ships of their armor yesterday, but they were far from back repaired when you left. Slightly concerned for the state of your ship, you make your way back to the hangar. In the hangar ships line the docks and most of them have their armor plates back on and look to be in full repair. You head down the line of ships looking for yours but it’s hard when every ship looks the same. You’re about to give up when you see a ship with a rather familiar looking hole in it near the nose. Sticking out of the familiar hole was a familiar set of legs. “How are the repairs coming Marty?” you ask the legs.

Twisting inside the nose, Marty peers out at you from the hole. “Mostly done, all of the lightly damaged ships are fixed. The only ones left are ships with system damage like this one. Wire” Marty gestures for a coil of wire on a nearby cart. After handing him the wire Marty goes on. “The shot that hit this one did a real number on the weapon systems.” A nearby pile of burned and tangled wires catches your eye as Marty throws a mess of shredded metal out of the hole “I’m surprised the guns even worked on this thing when it came in.”

“Can you fix it?” you ask becoming concerned.

“Oh, yeah, this is easy compared to some of the other shit that can break in these things. Now if the engines had been damaged this would’ve been a different story altogether, those things are a bitch to put back together. I swe-” There is a loud clang from inside the nose of the ship followed by Marty swearing “Sonofabitch, Brett could you do me a favor? Go to the quartermaster and tell him to send more connectors and fuel pipes for the CAS ships down here.”

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>>3920331

It doesn’t take you too long to find the quartermaster’s office. No office was too generous, more like the quartermaster’s warehouse. Giant shelving units full of loose junk and boxes filled the massive room and were it not for a helpful clerk doing inventory, you'd never have navigated the maze of material in your way to find the quartermaster himself. The man was short, hairy, and filthy. The clothes he wore were so old, tattered, and dirty that you were afraid they’d fall apart at any moment and expose the horrors beneath. “What do ya need?” the man asks.

You deliver Marty’s message, but add “Do you have any stuff for those ships that isn’t standard, like other weapons or upgrades to their systems.”

“Kid,” the man says sucking at something caught in his teeth. “I’ll tell you the same thing I tell everyone who wants something special. You name it, I can get, as long as you’re willing to pay for it. Just fill out a form and I’ll give you price. I don’t haggle, what I ask for you’ll pay, before I get the goods. If I don’t have what you want in stock I’ll have it after the next supply run.” He says handing you a requisition form. “Fill that out and we’ll see what I can get for you. As for the stuff for maintenance crews.” The quartermaster shouts across the warehouse and a clerk comes rushing around the corner. “My clerk will get you what you need.”

While you follow the clerk to Marty’s parts you ponder over what to request.

>All prices are in terms of mission pay so a price of 2 is 2 jobs worth of money. You currently have 1 mission worth of pay to work with.

Ammunition:

Missiles/Rockets
>Inteli-Missiles: Cannot be jammed or misdirected by countermeasures, will always hit target unless intercepted. {Penetration: Medium | Damage 11} [Price: 1 per missile]
>GRIND-Rockets: Shreds targets armor, but does little actual damage {Penetration: None | Damage: 2} [Price: 0.5 for 2 pods]
>Wayfinder Missiles: User guided missile leaves you vulnerable while guiding it to your target {Penetration: Medium | Damage: 11} [Price: 1 for 2 Missiles]

Small Arms:
>AP Rounds: Increases a weapon’s Penetration tier by 1 [Price 0.5 for 10 magazines]
>SLAM Rounds: Increases a weapon’s Damage by 2 points [Price 0.5 for 10 magazines]

Weapons

Ship Weapons:(Replaces Gatling Cannon)
>Rail Cannon: fires a metal slug at high speeds {Penetration: High | Damage: 7} [Price 3]
>Anti-Ship Laser: Melts the target with a high power laser, destroys armor and has a + 20 aim bonus {Penetration: None | Damage: 4} [Price 3]

Small Arms:
> Last Gen Pistol {Penetration: Low | Damage: 3} [Price 1]
> Current Pistol {Penetration: Low | Damage: 4} [Price 2]

Ship Systems
>System Redundancy: Increase the number of hits it takes to knock out a system by 1, that system no longer will receive maluses from damage [Price 1 per system]
>Tracking AI: Predictive AI increases your hit chances by +20 [Price 3]

>>3919319

All of the gear and even the ships you have access to are standard issue and going up in rank won't really get you access to better stuff, going up in rank might get you a little better pay, but not better gear.

At a certain rank though you will do less fighting and more coordinating forces, making money spent on gear rather pointless

>>3919035
>>3920332

Everything listed here is a suggestion for purchases. If you have a suggestion for something that would be reasonable to purchase post it and I will try to give you a price in a timely manner

>>3920334

At the moment though it is very late here and I am off to bed so it might be a while before I can respond to requests

>>3920332
>System Redundancy: Increase the number of hits it takes to knock out a system by 1, that system no longer will receive maluses from damage [Price 1 per system]
We are a bit of a bullet sponge.

>>3920346
Put it into engines or propulsion because of what Marty said about fixing them.

>>3920410
If we end up doing this, by the way. Might be better to save points.

>>3920346
Il back this.

>>3920608
>>3920346

Please select the system that you wish to add redundancy to.

>Radar
>Engines
>Weapons Systems
>Cockpit Controls

>>3920709
Cockpit Controls even if we cant shoot at lest we can still gtfo

>>3920756
doesn't that assume we have functional engines though? We should get that second in that case

>>3920781
But think of it this way, if the engines are still working but we cant control anything wats the point?

>>3920709
>Cockpit Controls

>>3920709
>Engines
>>3920756
Think of it this way anon, if we get shot in the controls, that means a shot in the cockpit, which means that controls going out are probably the least of our worries. I'd take an up-armored cockpit before extra redundancy in the flight controls.

But honestly if I had been around I would have voted to save 6 missions of dosh to buy an anti-ship laser and then a tracking AI and never miss another shot.

>>3921610
If your car controls are out but your car is still droving it means your going to crash, better to at lest be able to aim what your going to be hiting

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>System Redundancy: Cockpit Controls acquired

The quartermaster looks the requisition form up and down nodding and mumbling under numbers under his breath. “Yeah I can get you the parts won’t exactly be cheap but…” He scribbles a sum onto the form and hands it back to you. The parts will cost you most of your pay from the recent mission but if these parts will save your life, it will be worth it. You sign your name on the sheet and pass it back to the quartermaster. He nods and starts punching away at his computer a few seconds later he looks back to you “Alright the funds cleared,” he says to you then turning to the clerk he rattles off a list of components which the clerk quickly finds and loads on to a cart with the supplies for Marty. “Nice doing business with you.” The quartermaster says as you take the cart out of the warehouse.

When you get back to the hangar Marty’s eyes go wide at the stuff on the cart. He lets out a low whistle and starts fingering the parts for the cockpit controls. “This is some quality stuff way better than what he normally gives out. Tell me what put Olev in such a good mood that he sent this stuff down here?” he asks.

“Money, I paid for these parts, I want to reinforce the cockpit controls so that they aren’t held together by spit and electrical tape.” You respond.

“Oh,” Marty says his hands falling away from the equipment with disappointment.

“You’re welcome to help me install them.”

Marty perks up at your words but slyly says “If you help me finish the repairs on this, I’ll help you with the installation.”

“It’s a deal.” You and Marty quickly finish the repairs on the weapons systems before heading up into the cockpit to start hooking up the new stuff. With Marty’s help it doesn’t take too long for you to get the new parts in place. While you run diagnostics on the ship to test functionality after the installing the new wiring Marty asks “So, how much did these parts run you,”

“Most of my pay from the last mission.” You answer.

“Wow, well I hope they’re worth it then.” There is a short silence before Marty speaks again. “Do you have a family? I’m sorry if that question came out of the blue it’s just that a lot of the guys here send most of their mission pay home to family or drink it up at the bars or just save it up for when their contract finally ends, but you just dropped all of your pay on this stuff it makes me curious.”

>You had parents but they’ve been out of your life for a long time, too long for you to care anymore.
>You have a kid out there somewhere, you and his mother didn’t exactly see eye to eye so the last time you saw him was 2 years ago.
>You’ve got a few close siblings, but you try not to contact them for fear of reprisals.
>[Write In]

Feel free to get creative on this one. Who is Brett Kesel?

>>3922050
>You have a kid out there somewhere, you and his mother didn’t exactly see eye to eye so the last time you saw him was 2 years ago.

>>3922050
>[Write In]
We had Parents that died in a passenger crash with a freighter on a stop over to Nova on vacation. It was over some stupid incompetence of the freighter captain and the general lack of care and corruption of the local planetary traffic authority over Mathanese's Rock. Mathanese's Rock, aka Madrock is a semi arid rock/mountains planet with a large spaceport and mining operation that is constantly dipping into the red due to corruption and the local unions position off the profits. An official investigation into the incident was never formally completed due to the death of the investigation team on a shuttle take off, and has since been put on the back burner due to other more pressing matters such as the growing civil unrest and occasion insurrection occurring across the sector.

We have a few siblings, but none particularly close. The last time the whole family was together was at the posthumous funeral of your parents space funeral.

Then there is a kid of ours, allegedly. The ex-fiancee never really let us take a paternity test to make sure, and among other things such as wanting to settle in Albion IV (extremely expensive and far from our job) and helping her family over financial and legal issues, we just never agreed on anything and always argued. Last I ever saw of the boy was when I gave him a holovid of our family trip to Disney World in Sol back during happier times.

just felt like writing a bunch background lore randomly and mash em together.

>>3922050
>You’ve got a few close siblings, but you try not to contact them for fear of reprisals.
"I've got siblings but on account of being the black sheep I havn't spoken to them in ages. As far as money goes, I figure I'll save it or spend it so I can live long enough to save it"

>>3922050
>[Write In]
Dad was a doctor that got shot one day at a protest rally by government troops, mom fell into alcoholism until she died driving drunk in a car crash. Siblings stuck together until we failed out of school, and then we got into crime to keep contributing money to the household. Eventually the truth came out and we had to part ways.

>>3922166
Uh, about the criminality: "we" being us, brett, not our siblings, who have kept their noses clean and work in tech and tourism.

>>3922079
supporting

>>3922079
Sure il back it.

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Yo QM, care if we post OC for the thread?

>>3922939

Not at all, I have terrible art skills so any contribution is greatly appreciated.

>>3923152
What does our company logo look like?