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>>39875890
Originating from within the Federation, you've just come fresh from the University of Rosette. What a coincidence that you enrolled in pilot school, minored in mechanics and computer sciences, and even took some combat-related courses. Your mom didn't really approve of it but you did it anyways, now look at you! Granted, you have no idea what you're getting into (being a wanna-be merc), but this has been your dream.

>Starting ability:
PASSIVE: Diplomacy
When it comes to negotiations, you can often talk your way through. You have a knack for diplomacy, and can settle arguments and disagreements between crew members fairly easily.

>Starting Equipment:
D23 Universal Smart-Ring
A thin aluminium bracelet that fits snuggly around your wrist that has universal capabilities. You can talk into it for comms, you can project holograms and images, you can browse the internet, manage your wallet...

Character Sheet: http://pastebin.com/bri1aWTK

Stardust Station is vast, but you like the atmosphere. As you sit at a table at an unassuming cafe fiddling with your smart-ring, many kinds of people you've never seen before bustle about. An armed girl wearing a red jacket--a merc?--enters a trinket store next door, and a guy--girl?--in heavy-looking power armour walks on by, his/her feet clanging against the metal floor. You can't help but feel a little intimidated, but you can't let that overcome you.

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>>39875940
Stardust Station is vast, but you like the atmosphere. As you sit at a table at an unassuming cafe fiddling with your smart-ring, many kinds of people you've never seen before bustle about. An armed girl wearing a red jacket--a merc?--enters a trinket store next door, and a guy--girl?--in heavy-looking power armour walks on by, his/her feet clanging against the metal floor. You can't help but feel a little intimidated, but you can't let that overcome you.

Looking back to your smart-ring, you bring up a small holo-screen to re-examine your assets; one hangar that's reserved specifically for you, containing your new ship. You've only seen it in person for a bit, but you couldn't help but get caught up in exploring the rest of the space station. At least you're armed.

You glance down to the holster on the side of your hip...

We've come to our first choice. Pick one of the three starting weapons.
>FD17 Daybreak
>Forcify MK VII
>Bandit-12

>>39875969
And I screwed up there. Ignore the first paragraph of that post, since it's a repost...

>>39875969

I'll bite.

Let's go with the Daybreak. It seems like a nice and sensible weapon.

>>39875969
Bandit-12 please!
Gotta get the most bang for your buck.

>>39875969
>>Forcify MK VII
Energy weapons for life!

>>39875969
>>FD17 Daybreak
I'll take the scifi Glock

>>39875969
>Bandit-12

>>39875969
Bandit
because revolvers are cool

>FD17 Daybreak

>>39876134
>>39876188
>>39876204
Bandit reaches 3 votes first. Damn close call, I was panicking for a second.

I forgot to mention that I will consider whichever option gets to 3 first as the chosen one, unless it's overwhelmed. Sorry about that, added it to the rules.

>>39876254
That system may work now, but when you get more players go to majority fast.

Looks interesting thus far, just read through everything. Looking forward to this one.
>>39876289
>Also this

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>>39875969
The Bandit-12, stopping power at its finest. No fear of jamming and with a powerful ring to it... never a better gun to show you mean business. You never know what's out there, and you sure as hell would want it dead before it wants you dead. There's never too small of a calibre.

But you need to properly equip yourself, your ship, and get some crew members. Thankfully, that's what the 250,000 credits are for, and Stardust Station is bound to have more than everything you need. Things are even easier that they have a local intranet here for you to browse through for goods. Makes becoming a star ship captain much more convenient!

You bring up your smart-ring to look at the categories to browse through.

What will you look at first?
>Weapons & Armaments Store
>Crew Members for hire
>Ship Parts & Weapons
>Vehicles & Drones
>Contracts

>>39876328
>>Crew Members for hire

>>39876328
>>Ship Parts & Weapons

>>39876328
>>Weapons & Armaments Store
This might be a shitty idea but maybe we can kit ourselves up and put ourselves for hire?

>>39876328
>>Crew Members for hire

>>39876328
>Vehicles and Drones
We might be able to use drones for some things rather than crew members meaning we can have more combat focused crew

>>39876328
>Crew members for hire

I already like this.

>>39876328
>Crew Members for hire

>>39876328
Crew Members for hire

>>39876328

Lets go with crew
we shoul at laest get dedicater mechanic, some muscle and perhaps even medical man.

dedicated pilot and navigator might also be good optional choiced

>>39876400
Its considered polite to take ones trip off when posting in anothers quest.

>>39876328
Crew Members, we gotta get ourselves a squad

>>39876427
Right, I forgot.

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>>39876328
What better way to start than to see who's available? You suspect that you're going to be spending a lot of time with these people, so it's probably best you start with them. Maybe you can even get some input from more experienced individuals on what to do, next.

With your smart-ring, you bring up the catalog for hands, and sort them by the job that they're best at.

>Feel free to shout out names For now, I will compile a list of what seems reasonable choices from you guys and then make a confirmation post.
>Remember that stats are just more or less fluff, and one character is not limited to their job.

>>39876482

Alvin, Troy and Devon.

Let's not scrimp on our crew, only the best.

>>39876482
Let's grab Viktor and Ivan, they're pretty fucking cool

>>39876482
Ley'ra Laur. She looks hardy and cute

>>39876482
Ivan
Enrico
Ignacio
Viktor
Owen
Ley'ra Laur (I'm picking this as a personal favor to SDA, don't you deny it)

>>39876482
Ivan,Trainwreck, Ignacio and Ley're Laur

>Lay'ra Laur
>Bethany Parks
>Ivan Chesnikov

>>39876482
Helmet crew:

Ivon
Troy
Devon
Viktor
Leyre

>>39876328
Vehicles and Drones, netch.

I say mandatory helmets and gasmasks for all the crew

>>39876482
Ivan
Trainwreck for color
Devon
Victor
Ley'ra

>>39876613
>>39876482
Changing Devon for Bethany. Devon seems a bit too boring.

Ivan
Victor
Bethany
ley'ra Laur

>>39876482
Can we get Bethany for like an internship or something? She is straight out of college

>>39876482
Keep an eye on the costs guys, we gotta buy other stuff aswell

>>39876641
You mean like have her do a bunch of work and not pay her for that work? Sounds good to me.

>>39876668
"Think of the experience! The job opportunities! We might hire you on full time!"

Oh god, what if we end up completely scamming her or something, convincing her we're part of some sort of big federation thing that'll totally get her a ton of contacts. We can even take on another doctor and actually pay him to make sure we have at least one!

We only got 250k. Just keep that in mind.

>>39876700
Hey, she can change her mind after going on a life changing adventure with us, she might not want to get a legitimate job in a hospital after experiencing the sheer freedom and being a morally ambiguous space marauder.

>>39876700
Sounds goof fluffwise. Make it so.

>>39876482
Currently proposed companions:

Name: Ivan Chesnikov
Approval: 4/10
Alignment: Neutral
Job/Specialty: Pilot
Equipment: The Ivan (rifle, kinetic)

Name: Troy Hall
Approval: 4/10
Alignment: Neutral
Job/Specialty: Engineer
Equipment: C 2911 (pistol, kinetic)

Name: Bethany Parks
Approval: 4/10
Alignment: Federation
Job/Specialty: Doctor
Equipment: Sabre 6 (pistol, plasma)

Name: Viktor
Approval: 4/10
Alignment: Neutral
Job/Specialty: Ship Gunner
Equipment: Espingarda Model 80 (shotgun, kinetic)

Name: Ley'ra Laur
Approval: 4/10
Alignment: Neutral
Job/Specialty: Combat
Equipment: EVI AR (rifle, kinetic), FD17 Daybreak (pistol, kinetic)

Credits after hiring: 50,000 (from 250,000).
Or 80k, if you can convince Bethany to work for free.

Is this the crew you want to hire?

>>39876845
Hell yeah(also convince beth to work for free)

>>39876845
That doesn't leave us with much, but we can get more money. A crew is the meat and bones of our operation. We can get it all back. We could maybe lose ley'ra though. The only reason you guys want her is she's shy and cute.

>>39876845
Yes

>>39876845
I say we change Viktor to Alton Daniel for our gunner. He's cheaper and we don't have a lit of credits left. Still have to buy other stuff.

>>39876845
Im good with that, bloody expensive though

OP, what other things would you consider necessary for us before we begin? Just before we confirm so we dont end up being to poor to buy something vital

>>39876872
Naw man, you gotta pay her. Don't be like that.

>>39876845
Sure! And let's try to get her to work for free. Without overly pissing her off, If possible!

>>39876845
I am perfectly fine with the crew and would indeed like to hire them.

>>39876898
I would say to get some weapons, then you should be good to take on some of the contracts for money.

I fucked up and forgot to mention the ammunition and supply store, but that isn't really an issue since your ship comes with some provisions already.

If you guys ever want to know more about the lore or see your inventory, feel free to consult your smart-ring! There is a lore database in your smart-ring, which I will update with more blips of information if you wish.

I'm probably breaking some sort of code by making suggestions, but there you have it. It was my fault for missing something.

>>39876908
We will pay her in lifetime experience.

>This is how things work in the system, all the big name people in the industry started out working internships. The experience you get with this crew will last a lifetime, credits don't. You won't even have to pay rent!

>>39876845
And with that, you send out the messages, taking your sweet time at the station cafe. In particular with your message to Bethany Parks, you mention that you have an internship opportunity for her. Hopefully she'll be able to work for free... you're already tight on money as it is, only having 50,000 credits left. Possibly 80,000.

Well, you have some time before you get any replies. What would you like to do now?
>Explore the station
Or, on your smart-ring...
>Weapons & Armaments Store
>Crew Members for hire
>Ship Parts & Weapons
>Vehicles & Drones
>Contracts
>Ammunitions & Supplies store

/tg/ would blow all their cash on the first major set of options.

>>39877048
>Contracts

>>39877048
What is our ship like?

Also, let's see the weapons store.

>>39877048
>>Weapons & Armaments Store
Might as well get a decent weapon before setting off to get killed!

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>>39877112
Ship sheet: http://pastebin.com/tz6siJgj

(Once again, a lot of the stats are fluff. Don't worry if you don't understand some of it. You already have 2 tons of food and 1 ton of ammunition.)

>>39877048
With the holo-screen on your smart-ring, you bring up the Stardust Station's catalog for Weapons & Armaments. After a moment of browsing, you realize that most of the equipment here is pretty basic.

Oh well, you can't get too picky, this being the first day on your job... or whatever it is you want to call it. That small nagging voice from your mother rings in the back of your head, but you shake it off.

>As is before, feel free to shout out suggestions on what to buy. I will again post a confirmation post to see if it's okay.

>>39877048
>Weapons and Armaments Store

>>39877162
Bulletproof vest. It's just basic protection. Also, Maybe a Spatha or an Ivan, A decent "Primary" we can rely on that doesn't cost too much.

oh fug what this

is it happening

>>39877162
The Ivan
Bulletproof Vest
2xFrag Grenades

And now we're ready.

>>39877162
>A bulletproof vest for everyone
Pretty sure the Pilot, Ship Gunner and Security will have their own weapons so ill go with:
>3 Daybreaks for the other crew members

>>39877201
I'm backing up this anon, shotgun and a bullet proof vest. All cheap, and pretty effective so long as we don't get shot in the arms or legs

>>39877239
The entirety of the crew already has weapons

They have their own, this isn't fucking amateur night

>>39877162
You may be tight on money, but damn you're impressed that there's something you can afford!

Proposed purchases:
-Bulletproof Vest
-The Ivan (rifle, kinetic)

Credits after purchasing: 20,000 (from 30,000)

Are you sure you wish to purchase these?

>>39877162
>>39877162
I would say pick up The Ivan and a Bulletproof vest. Some basic protection and a reliable that can be customized.

After that we should look at what "Contracts" are available to see if there is anything we need to pick up with the rest of our money.

>>39877298
Sure

>>39877278
Well then I take back my vote. We shouldn't get anything.

>>39877298
Nope.

>>39877298
>from 30,000
I mean 50,000, sorry.

>>39877298
I vote yes. I think we should look at contracts now.

>>39877298
Yes. Confirm purchase.

>>39877312
Dude we aren't outfitting our crew, we're outfitting ourselves

>>39877298
Yes

>>39877298
With a small click, you confirm your order and have the items brought to your ship hangar.

It looks like your crew has all sent you responses, as well. To your delight, all of them accepted and have begun to head towards your ship hangar. Maybe if you go there now, you can meet them all as they come in.

Bethany sounded excited, but you're not surprised. Maybe you can get her to work for free.

What will you do?
>Go to your ship hangar
>Explore the station
Or, on your smart-ring...
>Ship Parts & Weapons
>Vehicles & Drones
>Contracts
>Ammunitions & Supplies store

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>No Mad Roller option

You dun fucked up SDA. YOU DUN FUCKED UP!

>>39877435
Contracts

>>39877435
>Contracts
Lets get this show on the road baby

>>39877435
>>Contracts
Let's get some jobs then go meet the crew

>>39877435
>Vehicles & Drones

Unless you plan on humping it everywhere we go

>>39877435
Contracts.

>>39877435
First day on the job and you're already almost out of money. Maybe it's time you take a look at the contracts available? Tapping your holo-screen, you navigate to the contracts catalog to find posts from several different parties.

>"Courier"
Rewards: 90k cr
Contact: Eliza 'Slips' Dent
Faction: Neutral
Location: Freeport Station, Freeport System (8 jumps)
"I recently ordered a large amount of weapon supplies for my armory here in Freeport, but would like a kind courier to haul it over here; delivery aint cheap. You will be given the 2 tons of supplies after accepting this contract. -Slips"

>"The Deal"
Rewards: 120k cr
Contact: Yula Emsefka
Faction: Red Dagger Pirates
Location: Tribunary Station, Hikan's Object System (2 jumps)
"Our pesky neighbors, the Bone Sand bandits, have been a nuisance to us for some time. They have a deal going down soon, and I need some hardy individuals to smash it. I may even let you have some of the loot. Meet me at the Tribunary Station. -Yula"

>"Hope"
Rewards: 180k cr
Contact: Lt. Jenny Larue
Faction: Federation
Location: Harbinger Bandit Outpost, Freeport System (7 jumps)
"Bandit activity has risen in Freeport. A lightly-armed ship refueling station was recently set up in the system that helps the bandits relay their armed ships into our sovereignty. With our forces spread so thin, we would like the good will of some ship captains to assist us in the assault. Expect to face some shoddily-armed bandit ships. -Lt. Jen"

cont.

>>39877493
>"Salvation"
Rewards: 200k cr
Contact: My'hra Jos
Faction: Luos Syndicate
Location: Faraday Planet, Crown System (6 jumps)
"The Cerberus Legion is requesting supplies. We are surrounded on Faraday by rogue drones, and wish to help clear out the cities of them while establishing a base here. Upon accepting this contract, you will be given 8 tons of supplies to haul. Please bring it over in a timely matter. -My'hra"

>"Unfound"
Rewards: 350k cr
Contact: Connel Xuan
Faction: Society of Dustkeepers
Location: Faraday Planet, Crown System (6 jumps)
"Our base on Faraday has met wave after wave of mutant menace. While we have held strong, the Dustkeepers are opening its doors for assistance and need some hands to begin an assault to drive the monstrosities back. This will be a hard fight. -Connel"

>Which of these contracts will you accept?
>You don't have to worry too much about standings changes, it doesn't seem like any of these will put you in a bad light with any other faction.

>>39877509
Fuck im not sure, on the one hand i want money, on the other i dont want the quest to end with us dying.
>Hope

>>39877493
Courier. Sounds pretty simple for 90k, we could use that.

>>39877528
>>39877549
Guys check the ship sheets, Hope involves ship combat and we hardly have any weapons.

>>39877493
>>"Courier"
>Rewards: 90k cr
>Contact: Eliza 'Slips' Dent
>Faction: Neutral
>Location: Freeport Station, Freeport System (8 jumps)
>"I recently ordered a large amount of weapon supplies for my armory here in Freeport, but would like a kind courier to haul it over here; delivery aint cheap. You will be given the 2 tons of supplies after accepting this contract. -Slips"

A milk run to ease into the business would be nice.

>>39877493
>>39877509
Courier.

>>39877493
>"Courier"

>>39877509
>Courier

>>39877493
I'm gonna say Courier.
Also geez louise 20+ quest threads going on at the same time

>>39877509
>"Courier"

Hopefully it will be a milk run, but you never know what to except.

>>39877509
Contracts added to quests journal: “Courier” and “Hope”. Character sheet updated.

A few clicks on your holo-keyboard later, and you have two new contracts to fufil. Your first two. Both seem relatively simple, even if you believe you're a little underequipped for the Federation one... regardless, you have quite a healthy amount of credits to look for!

With the “Courier” contract accepted, you receive a message stating that the 2 tons of supplies are being sent to your ship hangar, now.

To your convenience, both contracts are in the same system, 8 jumps away. The Freeport station is a big contender for the Stardust Station, though it still doesn't come close to Stardust's sheer size. Perhaps you could outfit your ship there, as well.

What now?
>Go to your ship hangar
>Explore the station
Or, on your smart-ring...
>Ship Parts & Weapons
>Vehicles & Drones
>Contracts
>Ammunitions & Supplies store

>>39877665
>>Ship Parts & Weapons

>>39877665
> both contracts are in the same system
>Keikaku

>Go to your ship hanger

>>39877665
>Go to your ship hangar

>>39877665
>Go to your ship hangar

>>39877665
>Go to your ship hangar

>>39877665
>>Go to your ship hangar

>>39877665
>>Ship Parts & Weapons

And a question on how long does a Jump take "exactly" ? With our crew will the supplies we have last us to our destination?

>>39877665
It's about time you get to your ship hangar.

Finally getting up from your seat, you give yourself a good little stretch before heading out. Surprisingly, the hallways of the grand station seem to have emptied out a little bit, barring the odd person running to and fro.

After passing by an exotic-smelling food court, you find yourself waiting in front of an elevator... beside a girl clad in what seems to be standard-issued Federation medic gear. She hasn't noticed you yet.

You find your heart starting to race, this being the first of your crew members to meet. Somehow, you find it a bit more comfortable meeting one without the others; it's a bit more personal that way. After running a hand through your brown hair, it occurs to you that your new crew members don't exactly know what you look like.

Well, she's noticed your fidgeting. Fuck it.

“Hello,” you say in the most stoic voice you can say. Her blue eyes regard you with a strange twitch as you say this, however.

“Hi?” she greets back, tilting her head. You blink, slipping your hands into your pockets.

“Oh. Uh, are you by any chance, Bethany Parks?”

Her eyes squint in suspicion. “Who wants to know?”

“Oh... hahah, my name's Gavin. Gavin Ashworth.”

“Gavin? Gavin...” She trails off, her eyes wandering until they widen in realization. “Oh! You must be the captain of The Feedbacker?”

cont

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>>39878011
“That would be me.”

With that, the elevator dings and opens in front of the two of you, displaying an arrow pointing upwards.

“I suspect you're heading to the ship hangar?” you ask, gesturing towards the elevator. Gotta make an experienced captain vibe. 30,000 credits are on the line!

“W-yes. I am,” she answers, stepping into the elevator. You follow, pressing the button to take you to your hangar.

Now you're in the elevator with one of your new crew members, and it's the one you wanted to take as an intern, no less. What will you say?
>Negotiate for an internship
>Leave the internship stuff until you get to your ship.
>Write in.

>>39878038
>>Negotiate for an internship

>>39878038
>Negotiate for an internship

>>39878038
>>Negotiate for an internship

>>39878038

>negotiate for the internship

No traditional salary but a half share of any and all loot, treasure, and salvage claimed outside of contracted income. Promotion to a full share upon good performance.

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>>39878038
The hum of the elevator overcomes the silence between you two as you wait for it to stop. What's one inexperienced person to say to another? Well, she doesn't really know that.

Perhaps it's best you get the internship thing out of the way.

“So, how do you like the thought of being a ship medic?” you ask, easing your voice through the mechanical elevator hum.

“Hm... it's quite exciting, actually. This will be my first time, and I honestly don't know what to expect,” she says, shuffling in her spot beside you.

“You've had training, though?”

“Of course. I just came from Scylla after graduating from the military med school, there.”

“Scylla? That's not too far from Freeport.”

“It isn't. I used to go to Freeport quite a lot in my time, there.”

“That might be valuable. For our first job, we're going to Freeport.”

Bethany nods her head, slightly. “Well... I'm glad to be of help.”

:”Of course, of course,” you chuckle, earning a small smirk from her. “Have you ever interned anywhere before?”

You visibly notice her blink at that. “No... this is my first time.”

Huh. That was easy. Looks like you've got your 30,000 credits back.

“I assure you, we'll take it slow.”

“Thank you.” She pauses. “Captain.”

You inwardly smile.

“Um, I don't have to pay for anything, do I?”

That makes you let out a hearty laugh. A nervous one, but a hearty one.

“No! Of course not. I'll take care of supplies and ensuring that you're comfortable in my ship for the duration of your stay.”

“Okay.”

Finally, the elevators come to a stop and you hear the heavy doors slide open for you. With Bethany following closely behind, you navigate through the dimply-lit blue metal hallways until you get to a door marked “Cen-6b”, the designation for your hangar. You've only been here once so far, and that was to check up on your ship.

cont.

>>39878546
Giving her one last glance (which she returns with a slight reassuring nod), you push the door open.

There, you see it. Little more than a hundred meters in length sits The Feedbacker, in her grey-white glory. Comprised mostly of Beatrice R&D subsystems, she can take quite a beating while maintaining a manoeuvrable navigation. Best part is that she comes with rare, powerful Talon engines. How your uncle got this is a mystery to you--perhaps you should read up on him.

It seems like some of your crew is standing in front of the open maw of your ship's entrance, its door deployed as a ramp to them. Doesn't look like they've entered yet.

There, you see one man wearing a full facemask, presumably Ivan Chesnikov or Viktor. Beside him is a rather beefy man with a giant mechanical arm, and beside him is a girl with fiery red hair sporting a red jacket. Most likely Troy Hall and Ley'ra Laur.

You gesture to Bethany to follow you, walking towards the group. With a giant room made of metal, your footsteps make fairly loud echoes against the walls and ceiling, alerting them to your presence. With the possibility of preemptive attack gone, you shrug to yourself.

As the group turns to face you, you come to a stop in front of them.
>Quickly introduce yourself (and Bethany).
>Start barking orders; there's no time to lose.
>Ask where the last crew member is.
>Write in.

>>39878578
>>Quickly introduce yourself (and Bethany).
>Ask where the last crew member is

>>39878578
>>Quickly introduce yourself (and Bethany).
>>Ask where the last crew member is

>>39878578
>>Quickly introduce yourself (and Bethany).
>Ask where the last crew member is.

>>39878578
>Quickly introduce yourself (and Bethany).
>Ask where the last crew member is.

Got a little sidetracked, sorry about that. I hope my updates aren't too slow. I aim to keep this one short and sweet.

Back to writing.

>>39878888
*whip crack*

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>>39879140
>Asterisks actions

>>39879140
*teleports behind u*
*Cut you in half with my authentic katana*
nothin personnel....kid

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>>39878578
“Am I right to assume that you are all the people that accepted my offers?” you ask, regarding each of their stares (and the guy behind the facemask). The girl nods her head slightly, regarding you with a neutral expression while the guy with the mechanical arm nods his head slowly. The man in the facemask and dark-grey getup opens his arms in greeting..

“Friend! I am glad that you have come to me for work,” he exclaims with a slavic accent. “I am Ivan Chesnikov, and I am looking forward to being your pilot.”

You think you like this guy already. He gestures to the girl.

“This is Ley... Ley'ra Laur. She is of ship security profession.”

“Um, hello,” Ley'ra greets, waving meekly. She's wearing a dull red jacket on top of cargo camo pants and a grey undershirt. Slung over her back looks like a veritably stout assault rifle, and her body seems surprisingly toned. Expected from a soldier.

“And this,” Ivan says, catching your attention again. He gestures to the rather tall man, dwarfing the rest of you by nearly an entire head. “Is Troy Hall. I am of understandings that he is mechanic.”

“That I am,” Troy responds with a deep, baritone voice. “It's a pleasure to meet you, Captain Gavin Ashworth.” Notably, he extends his non-mechanical arm, which you meet with your own. Despite being of flesh, his grip is still tight, catching you off guard.

“Thank you, it's great to meet you all in person. I'm thrilled that you all accepted in such a timely matter,” you say, stepping back after shaking Troy's hand. All three of them nod. Turning your head, you gesture to the girl behind you, who finally steps forward. “This is Bethany Parks. She will be our ship medic, and I hope you can all accept that she's fairly new to the field.”

She gives a small wave and smile, but that doesn't stop Ivan's enthusiasm from driving him forward to shake her hand.

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>>39879577
“It is always heart warming to bring new flesh into space-faring,” he says, stepping back. Yeah, you think you like this guy.

“Nice to meet you,” Troy says, stepping forward and shaking her hand himself. “Medics are always in demand. I'll take whatever we can get, to be honest.”

“Thank you,” she responds, blushing. Finally, Ley'ra steps forward and extends her own hand. However, you see a little strain on her smile.

“It's nice to meet you, Bethany,” Ley'ra says while shaking Bethany's hands.

“Thanks. I'm looking forward to getting to know you all,” Bethany says. Ley'ra says nothing more, electing to nod and smile before stepping back.

You clap your hands, rubbing them together. “Right! Now that our introductions have been met, where is the last guy?”

“You mean Viktor?” Ivan asks, looking back to the wide entrance to your ship. “Ah, he is inside right now. He has been moving the crates of supplies into the ship.”

“And that's the last one, comrade!” another voice pipes up from inside the ship. His voice is slightly higher pitched than Ivan's, but has a weaker accent. Looking up, you see another facemask-clad man stepping down the ramp. You think you see him smile behind his mask. “It looks like we have our crew!”

“You must be Viktor,” you say, smiling.

“Yes! And you are our new Captain. It is wonderful to meet you.” Viktor finally sets foot on the hangar floor, walking up to your group. Ley'ra moves aside to let him into your circle.

cont

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>>39879605
“Yes! And you are our new Captain. It is wonderful to meet you.” Viktor finally sets foot on the hangar floor, walking up to your group. Ley'ra moves aside to let him into your circle.

“You moved the supplies into the cargo, already?” you asked, looking around the hangar and noting that there doesn't seem to be any around.

“Yes, they are inside already. I thought I should get some exercise.”

Well, your crew's assembled and your ship's loaded and ready to go. What will you do?
>Detail the upcoming tasks.
>Bring the crew in and get them settled.
>Get to know them more, there.
>Write in.
Or, on your smart-ring...
>Ship Parts & Weapons
>Vehicles & Drones
>Contracts
>Ammunitions & Supplies Store

>>39879357
>>39879413
u mad *nods head*

>>39879645
>>Detail the upcoming tasks.
>>Bring the crew in and get them settled.

We can get to know them on the long flight.

>>39879645
>>Detail the upcoming tasks.
>>Bring the crew in and get them settled.

>>39879645

Let them know we're taking the Feedbacker out on an easy first run.

>>39879645
>>Detail the upcoming tasks.
>>Bring the crew in and get them settled.

>>39879645
“Okay. I know we just got together and all, but let's get going,” you say with enthusiasm. All of your crew members give you approving nods, turning around and walking into the ship. “I believe everything should be set up already. Our first task is not so daunting, and we have time before we arrive at the destination. Feel free to get settled in, everyone. I sort of just got this ship, so it's as new to me as it is to you all.”

After all of you have walked up the ramp, you grab the lever by the wide opening and pull it upwards. The entire ship shakes at this, the ramp beginning to raise before closing the opening in front of you and sealing itself, air-tight.

“What's the task for now, Captain?” Troy speaks up. As you turn around, you're met with the stares of all of your crew members. Thankfully, your piloting classes prepared you for this... somewhat.

“Alright,” you say, giving yourself a little shake. “Troy, you're the mechanic. You're going to be hanging around the engines for now. I assume you've got that covered?”

“That I do,” he says, nodding. “I've always wanted to work with Talon engines.”

“Good. Go get it fired up, we're going to get out of here as soon as possible.” As he walks off to the back of the ship, you turn to Ivan. “Ivan, you're going to be the main pilot of the ship. I trust you can fly this thing?”

“I have flown Beatrice vessels before. This will be of no problem, Captain.”

“Good. I'll meet you in the cockpit, then.” You turn to the last three crew members. “You three... just get familiarized with the ship. I want you to check weapon systems, Viktor. Bethany, there's an infirmary in the ship. Go see if it's adequate enough. And Ley'ra, we have a weapons room. There aren't any weapons there right now, but I want to know what we can put in there.”

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>>39880204
“Yes, Captain,” Viktor says before walking off. Bethany and Ley'ra nod to you before walking off as well, but not before Ley'ra gives her what looks like an uncomfortable glance. You're not sure what to make of it, but you shrug it off for now.

“Once we're in space, we'll have a quick meeting and I'll detail all that's coming up!” you yell. Hopefully your crew heard. Oh well, it's not like it's too hard to find them on this ship.

With all of your crew to their tasks already, you make your way to the cockpit. Thankfully, there's quite a lot of arm room in the ship; this being an exploration-based vessel, it's well equipped to handle an excited team of explorers. Or adventurers.

Upon entering the cockpit, you're met with a hundred different buttons and switches. You thank your studies that it's not all too alien to you; you're pretty sure you could fly this thing on your own. Pretty sure. At least Ivan looks comfortable in his seat.

“Engines seem powered up, Captain,” Ivan says, noticing your entrance. You hold onto the back of his seat, peaking over his shoulder as he fiddles with the various switches.

“Great. Take us off as soon as you can, and feel free to get yourself familiar with the controls once we're in space. Then, take us to Freeport.”

He looks back to you. “Freeport?”

“Yup. That's where our first contract will take us.”

“If you do not mind me of asking, Captain, what is our task?”

“Eh...” You shake your head, making a weird face. “It's just a milk run. Delivering the supplies that Viktor brought in for us.”

Ivan nods. “It is always good to start slow.”

With that, the ship rocks as it frees itself from the hangar stabilizing arms.

So far, so smooth, Captain. The vessel's yours. Your crew is all probably occupied with their tasks right now, so you can't really call the meeting yet.

What now?
>Go around the ship to check up on the crew.
>Go to the captain's (that's you!) quarters.
>Write in.

>>39880256
>>Go to the captain's (that's you!) quarters.
Get settled in as well.

>>39880256
>Go to the captain's (that's you!) quarters.

>>39880256
>Go around the ship to check up on the crew.

>>39880256
>>Go to the captain's (that's you!) quarters.

>>39880256
>Go to the captain's (that's you!) quarters.
then check out the ship afterwards.

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>>39880256
Steadily, Ivan takes the ship up from the hangar floor and brings it over to the air lock. Like any good pilot, he follows the light signals of the station that tells him where to go.

“You seem to know what you're doing, Ivan,” you say, your voice chipper.

“It would be bad if I did not know what to do, Captain.”

“Please, call me Gavin. Or Gav.”

“Very well... Gav. Gavin.” He pauses, the name not really rolling off his lips well. “Can I just call you comrade?”

“Hah!” you laugh, stepping back. “Why the hell not?”

“I call everyone comrade.”

You leave the cockpit and make your way to your quarters. As you move about, you start to feel really fortunate with your inheritance; the ship looks well taken care of, and it's really easy to navigate through with its lively-but-dim lighted interior. It already starts to feel like your new home.

Finally, you find yourself walking down the crew quarters. All 10 rooms are shut, none of your crew members having entered their rooms, yet. Down at the end of the hall, you find your door.

After sliding open the door to your room, you walk inside. You're met with a surprisingly spacious room, large enough to fit a king-sized bed, a desk, and have quite a large space between. An empty shelf sits beside the bed's right side, and a night stand flanks its left.

>>39880732
You even have a mini fridge and a small table with two sofa chairs on either side.

Maybe it's a bit too excessive.

Regardless, you flop down onto the bed and bury your face into the pillows. Hell, Stardust Station was nice enough to clean everything while docked. Maybe that was part of the inheritance.

Freeport is 8 jumps away. That's going to be an hour and a half, at least, what with the traffic between jump gates. Especially for the areas around the Star Dust system.

Well, what now?
>Go around the ship to check up on the crew.
>Go check out the mess hall. You think you're getting hungry.
>Fall asleep.
>Write in.

(How is everyone finding it, so far? Am I doing anything wrong, or something that you'd like to see me improve on?)

>>39880761
>>Go around the ship to check up on the crew.

Fine, shopping is always a bit of a grind. I like our space Russians.

>>39880761
>Go around the ship to check up on the crew.

>>39880761
>Go around the ship to check up on the crew.

Doing good so far I have to say. Buying will no doubt always be a bit slower but that is fine!

>>39880761
>>Go around the ship to check up on the crew.

>>39880805
>>39880905
(I'll look into ways of making it quicker.)

>>39880761
Now's a better time than ever to get to know your crew, since they're all separated within your ship. Who will you start with first?
>Ivan
>Troy (engine room)
>Ley'ra (arsenal)
>Bethany (infirmary)
>Viktor (gun deck)

>>39880969
>Ley'ra (arsenal)

LeY'ra. She looked like she was uneasy

>>39880969
>>Viktor (gun deck)

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>39880969
1: Viktor (gun deck)
2: Ley'ra (arsenal)

Letting dice gods decide for me.

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>>39880761
More Mad Roller!

But in all seriousness, I'd try and make your options a little more unique. Don't write
>Go around the ship to check up on the crew.
write
>Let's go check on Ley'ra. You're pretty sure her head will explode without someone constantly giving her orders.

Don't worry about "cutting off choices" or anything like that. Remember, the options you give are just suggestions. If there's something we really want to do that you didn't put, we'll let you know.

>>39880969
>Ley'ra (arsenal)

>>39880969
>Ley'ra (arsenal)

She looks like something was bothering her.

>>39881156
She'll come into the story if you guys take it in a certain direction.

Thanks for the suggestions. I'll definitely try to work on my choices.

>>39880969
You can't help but dismiss the uneasy looks that Ley'ra was having earlier. Concerned, you get up off your lazy ass from the overly-comfortable bed and head out of your room, aiming for the arsenal.

You know she came from the Luos Syndicate, and you know that the syndicate was recently... eradicated from their sovereignty by the Federation. You still don't know what to think of that, but you didn't really like to think about politics. All you know is that the Federation plays the Syndicate to be all no-good mischievous pirates.

Maybe you should have thought a little more before hiring crew members left and right. Alas, she looked nice enough from the few words you exchanged.

As you near the armory of the ship, you hear clicks. Like the clicks of someone fiddling with a gun. Cautiously, you approach the opened door, its wide frame pouring out white light into the dim hallway.

Quietly, you back up against the edge of the door frame, and then peak your head into the room. There, you see Ley'ra facing away from you while fiddling with her rifle on a table.

How do you approach her?
>You don't really want her to go frenzied on you. Maybe it's best you calmly approach her and announce your presence.
>She looks worked up and needs to loosen up a little. Why not be humorous and sneak up behind her, then spook her?
>Write in.

>>39881289
>She looks worked up and needs to loosen up a little. Why not be humorous and sneak up behind her, then spook her?

This will end badly, but I want to do it so much.

>>39881289
>You don't really want her to go frenzied on you. Maybe it's best you calmly approach her and announce your presence.

>>39881289
>>You don't really want her to go frenzied on you. Maybe it's best you calmly approach her and announce your presence.

>>39881289
>>You don't really want her to go frenzied on you. Maybe it's best you calmly approach her and announce your presence.

>>39881289
>>You don't really want her to go frenzied on you. Maybe it's best you calmly approach her and announce your presence.

>>39881289
Calmly, you bring yourself around and into the room, making sure your footsteps are heard. Not too loud to sound angry, but casual enough to sound like you aren't trying to tread on eggshells. Regardless of your efforts, you see her gasp and jump slightly in her spot.

Curiously, Ley'ra turns to you, looking at you with wide, hazel eyes.

“Oh... hello, Captain,” Ley'ra greets, her voice voice smooth like rich coffee. It has a slight crack, but you think that compliments her modest demeanor.

“So, how goes the...” you take a look around the empty room (save for Ley'ra's disassembled rifle on the table). “Well, what kind of rifle is that?”

“Oh,” she says, her face suddenly brightening. “This is an EVI platform assault rifle. I customized it myself back when I was in the Cerberus Legion.”

“Cerberus Legion?” you ask, leaning on the table beside her.

“Mm... a private military corp in the Luos Syndicate.”

“Ah.” You turn to look at her rifle, noting its solid polymer make. “I'm not going to lie, I don't know much about the Syndicate.” Her face softens, threatening to frown. “N-not that I don't like you guys. I'm not really into politics, I just know that the Federation doesn't... doesn't see them eye-to-eye.”

She gives a pained exhale, but her lips curl into a slight smile anyways. “I... I'm not really into the politics, either. But the Legion was always one of the more ethical corporations in the Syndicate. We abandoned the place when the assault got bad, but we got mostly separated in the frenzy.”

>>39881720
You take a deep breath in, sensing her uneasiness beside you. The last thing you need is tension on this ship. “I want you to know that there will be no hostilities towards each other in my ship.”

She bows her head down, her eyes taking up a hard-thinking look.

“We're all friends, here,” you say as calmly as you can.

“Yes, Captain,” she responds, her posture straight.

“Please, call me Gavin. Or Gav,” you say, looking her straight in the eyes.

“I... okay, Gavin,” she responds, seemingly taken aback. This girl looks like she will be a piece of work.

“Really, Ley'ra. Talk to me if you have anything you want to be open about, okay?” you reassure, giving her an encouraging nod and smile. A small breath escapes your nose when you see her posture loosen.

“I will, Gavin.” You think the small smile she gives you is finally genuine. “Thanks, Cap-oh, Gavin.”

With one last nod, you leave the room. Who next?
>Maybe it's time to check the progress on your journey to Freeport with Ivan.
>The hum of the engines reverberate through the walls; you know Troy's probably doing a good job. Maybe you should check in on him?
>You never know if you'll need more medical supplies or not. Bethany should be done doing an inventory in the infirmary.
>Perhaps you skimped out on the ship weapons... you think there was only one on the ship. Maybe Viktor could give you a rundown on what he needs.

>>39881775
>>Perhaps you skimped out on the ship weapons... you think there was only one on the ship. Maybe Viktor could give you a rundown on what he needs.

This is actually pretty important, especially considering our possible next job.

>>39881775

Check with Troy about the Talon engines. What can we do that other Beatrice class ships can't? Any problems or disadvantages versus more standard engine setups?

>>39881775
>Perhaps you skimped out on the ship weapons... you think there was only one on the ship. Maybe Viktor could give you a rundown on what he needs.

>>39881775
>Perhaps you skimped out on the ship weapons... you think there was only one on the ship. Maybe Viktor could give you a rundown on what he needs.

>>39881775
>Perhaps you skimped out on the ship weapons... you think there was only one on the ship. Maybe Viktor could give you a rundown on what he needs.
" Hey Viktor, they say man can know no true happiness with the existence of violence, but 'they' probably never got to work on Void rated naval weaponry. So how goes it?"

I'm going to have to bring the ending events for today's session a bit prematurely soon. I wished I could have started earlier in the day but Mother's Day and all that...

I hope you guys stick with me for next weekend. I promise we'll go all out, action-packed for then.

Back to writing. I'll try to get meeting all the crew members out first before the end of today.

Sorry for meta posting too much.

>>39881973
Meta posting is fine.
Get a twitter.

>>39881973
Sounds good.

>>39881775
Yeah, maybe you REALLY shouldn't have skimped out on ship weapons.

Thankfully, the ship armory isn't too far from the gun deck, so you soon find yourself in a fairly tall room that seems to span the height of your ship. At the far side of the room is what looks to be a small compartment for somebody to fit through, and to your right is a rather large row of computer terminals. Outside of the compartment stands Viktor.

“Hello, Captain. I suppose you've come to check up on me?” he asks. You approach him with a smile on your face.

“Of course. How's it looking?” you ask, taking a curious look around the room. You're not really sure what to make of it.

“Well, we only have one weapon. Thankfully, it is an auto-cannon; very versatile, and one of my favourite to work with.”

“What can you do with it?”

He stops to think, holding a hand to his chin while looking up. “Eh... they are more for taking care of personnel and fast-moving targets nowadays, but I am pretty sure this thing could eat through even the toughest armour with enough focus fire.”

“That's reassuring to hear.”

“Still, I would not hold your breath if we have to take on anything larger than a frigate. I would put our survival on the Talon engines in the case of a destroyer or larger.”

You laugh, and Viktor shares a laugh with you. “I promise we'll get more for you to work with. I'm not too familiar with ship weaons, what do you suggest?”

He nods his head as he starts to pace the room.

>>39882349
“Ah... as nice as they are, I am not of energy weapons. Don't get me wrong, they are good, but I prefer the hard punch of kinetic weapons. Were you to put me in charge with equipping a ship, I would put lots of artillery cannons and auto cannons, heh.”

“Thanks. I'll keep that in mind.” You turn to leave, but your curiosity draws you to turn back to Ivan. “I'm curious, what did you do before joining my crew?”

“Ah. Am I the first you came to ask that?” he points out with a (you think) grin behind his mask.

“No, actually. Still, I'd just like to get some background information of the people I'm with.”

“To put it simply, I was part of a mercenary group that kind of associated with the Blackhawk Elite. Not really, we were completely independent, but we focused on getting rid of bandits in systems where security was kind of a problem. I like artillery cannons because of how easily they tear apart duct-take ships of bandits.”

A laugh escapes your lips. “I'm glad to hear you're a righteous man, Viktor. Take care, I will call a meeting soon for a brief rundown on what's coming up.”

With that out of the way, you want to get to Freeport sooner to fufill Viktor's plight.

Who's next?
>Maybe it's time to check the progress on your journey to Freeport with Ivan.
>The hum of the engines reverberate through the walls; you know Troy's probably doing a good job. Maybe you should check in on him?
>You never know if you'll need more medical supplies or not. Bethany should be done doing an inventory in the infirmary.

>>39882376
>The hum of the engines reverberate through the walls; you know Troy's probably doing a good job. Maybe you should check in on him?

>>39882376
>>The hum of the engines reverberate through the walls; you know Troy's probably doing a good job. Maybe you should check in on him?

>>39882376
>>The hum of the engines reverberate through the walls; you know Troy's probably doing a good job. Maybe you should check in on him?

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>>39882376
How did you find your way to the engine room? By following the noise, of course.

As the mechanical hum of the engines grew louder, the father you found yourself in the back of your ship. Finally, when the noise became loud enough for you to almost not hear your footsteps (Talon engines were surprisingly quiet compared to others), you found yourself in front of the open door to the engine room.

Sitting contently in a corner was Troy, a fascinated look washed over his face as he looked over the two large cylindrical objects that took up most of the room. Upon noticing your entrance, he sits up from the chair and walks over to you.

“Captain! Let's leave the room, it's much quieter outside,” he suggests, his deep voice easy to hear through the engine whir. Nodding, you follow him out of the room. Upon stepping into the hallway, you note at how much quieter it is than inside.

“So, how's it looking, chief?” you ask, leaning back against a wall. Troy leans against the wall opposite of you, brandishing his mechanical arm.

“Fascinating, Captain. I have only ever worked with such advanced machinery when working in Triglav vessels.”

“You worked for Triglav?”

“No... not exactly. I was part of a refueling and repair outpost in Fordella. Plenty of Federation ships came through there, many of them part of the higher end special operation branches.”

“Interesting. You seem very knowledgeable on ship hardware.”

:”Heh, trust me, Captain. Give me any piece 'o work you need done on this beauty of a ship, and I'll get it done for you. I almost want to work here for free.”

“Eheh,” you laugh nervously. “Dont give me ideas.”

“Hahah. Is there anything else you need, Captain?”

“Please, call me Gavin.”

Troy nods his head respectfully. For someone who looks like a brute, he's surprisingly gentle and well-mannered. “It's a pleasure, Gavin.”

>>39882851
“Mm. Can you give me a rundown on what this ship is capable of?”

He inhales at your question and looks off to the side for a moment, seemingly coming to an answer just by looking at the ship's interior. “Very light frame. Beatrice always had movement and manoeuvrability in mind, and with some special alloys, their ships also pretty hardy. The Talon engines gives us more than enough thrust to outrun almost any vessel out there. We've also got a tractor beam and a teleport jammer generator to prevent teleporting boarding parties. Our passive shields could use an upgrade. Finally, there's a special Federation Navy Bulwark generator that can project a powerful, temporary shield towards a certain direction. Pretty sure that will save our lives more than once. I gotta say, Cap-Gav, whoever built this ship intended to have it be one hell of a luxory to be in.”

You smile and let out a small chuckle. “I can't say I disagree. I'm really going to look up to see who my Uncle really was.”

“When you find out, please tell me.”

“I certainly will.” With that, Troy walks back into the engine room.

Two crew members left. Who next?
>Maybe it's time to check the progress on your journey to Freeport with Ivan.
>You never know if you'll need more medical supplies or not. Bethany should be done doing an inventory in the infirmary.

>>39882876
>>You never know if you'll need more medical supplies or not. Bethany should be done doing an inventory in the infirmary.

Then

>Maybe it's time to check the progress on your journey to Freeport with Ivan.

>>39882876
>You never know if you'll need more medical supplies or not. Bethany should be done doing an inventory in the infirmary.

>>39882876
>>You never know if you'll need more medical supplies or not. Bethany should be done doing an inventory in the infirmary.

>>39882876
>>You never know if you'll need more medical supplies or not. Bethany should be done doing an inventory in the infirmary.

>>39882876
>You never know if you'll need more medical supplies or not. Bethany should be done doing an inventory in the infirmary.

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>>39882876
One of the first things you want to stock up on upon getting to Freeport is medical supplies, if you need them. Hopefully, Bethany feels at home in the infirmary.

Speaking of, as you approach the infirmary, the halls seem to become more... sanitized. The smell of hospital interior reaches your nose, and you follow it until you see fairly bright light leaking out from a wide door frame.

Entering the room, you see Bethany looking into a cupboard at the opposite side of the room. Compared to all the rooms you just visited, the infirmary is surprisingly... small. Not terribly so, but cozy enough to fit one patient and one doctor. Off to the right of the room is the patient bed, coated with a disposable role of paper. To your delight (and perhaps Bethany's), the room looks fairly stocked.

Hearing your footsteps, Bethany turns and meets your curious gaze. “Welcome, Ca... Gavin.”

“Now you're getting it,” you remark, walking into the room. “How's it looking?”

“Actually, the room's pretty stocked. I'm pretty sure we have enough supplies to accommodate the...” She pauses to think. “Seven of us for quite awhile.”

“Well, that's good to hear.”

“Yup.”

“There's nothing else you need?”

A chuckle escapes her nostrils. “Actually, the condoms are expired.”

“Huh.”

“Yup.”

For a moment, you chew on your bottom lip, staring off towards the opposite wall. Taking a deep breath, you ask, “So, Scylla? What was it like?”

“Oh. Boring, actually. For us med students, it wasn't very different from university.”

“And where'd you go for university?”

“The University of Arcadia.”

“Huh, high standards. I'm from Rosette University.”

“Hah, really?” She crosses her arms. “We're always under the impression that you're all so snobbish.”

“And we're under the impression that you're all hippies.”

She rolls her eyes. “I can tell this is going to go well.”

>>39883697
“Heh,” you chuckle, nodding to her. “Like I said before, I hope this will be adequate field experience for you.”

“I sure hope so. You all don't seem like a terrible bunch.”

“I can only hope so, too.”

Leaving her to her devices, you walk out of the room.

-

Back to the cockpit, you go. You like how the entire ship is pretty much one floor, where the cockpit is just slightly elevated above the rest after a small set of stairs. After entering, you still see Ivan in his chair, happily looking through the windshield at the endless sea of stars.

You're in space. And you feel your breath taken away.

“We are approaching our fourth jump, comrade,” Ivan's voice snaps you out of your stupor.

“Huh, already?” you ask, curiously. “I didn't feel anything.”

“It could be the gravity generator in ship. Beatrice ships are known to be very comfortable in.”

“Ah... good, Ivan. It looks like you have everything under control.” You take a seat next to him in the co-pilot's seat.

“Like I said, this is fairly easy. I am happy to be behind the wheel, again.”

You nod your head, adjusting yourself in your seat without taking your eyes off of the stars ahead. A giant circular ring looms in the distance, presumably the jump gate. It seems that you're in line to use it.

A bright flash of white light fills your vision before disappearing just as quickly. Blinking twice, you realize that a ship had just jumped the gate, slung through space and time at speeds many times faster than light.

“Heheh, it is why I wear the goggles, comrade,” Ivan chuckles next to you, seeing your plight.

“That's a good idea.” You take in a deep breath, feeling the ship accelerate forwards a bit before slowing down again. “What did you do before becoming a part of my crew?”

>>39883722
“Ah,” Ivan says knowingly, turning to face you. “Is it the time of 'getting-to-know' your comrades? Hahahah!” You nod, rolling your eyes. “I was mercenary, mostly a pilot for escorting large hauler ships. It sounds boring, but it was a good time, being able to fly all I wanted. But dirty mana-harvesting company had to dissolve security group. Many of them went to other mercenary groups, some even named themselves Dustkeepers. I considered becoming one too, but I like driving ships. I hoped a Dustkeeper would hire me, but this is good in meantime.”

“Dustkeepers?” you ask, puzzled. Ivan turns to you again, and you think he quirks an eyebrow under his mask.

“You do not know of Dustkeepers? They are lone wolf of the galaxy. They brave the unknown to find and explore, to push our boundaries. Most of the more successful ones make fortune by finding old technology, like Herald or mana tech. Artifacts.”

“Huh... very interesting.” You take a few moments of silence staring out into space. You see the warp gate begin to power up, and before it can flash its blinding light again, you cover your eyes. After the light subsides, realize that you're next in line for the jump. “What if we became Dustkeepers?”

“Hah, as much as I would like to, you cannot just become one. It takes many years of experience and hanging around of other Dustkeepers.”

Carefully, Ivan lines up the ship in the centre of the giant metal ring. Blinking cyan lights around the circle begin to blink faster, and you soon find yourself staring into pure whiteness... which soon fades back to black, painted over with the canvas of stars.

Amazingly, you didn't feel or hear a thing as you warped. Maybe you should read on how it works, next time.

“Captain?” Ivan's voice says, sounding concerned. Looking over, you see him looking into a screen by his side.

“What is it, Ivan?”

He turns to you. “There is distress beacon coming from somewhere in this system.”

>>39883746
You pause, looking at him before peering over his shoulder at the screen by his side. Sure enough, a signal seems to be permeating from somewhere.

“Where are we?”

“We are in...” He looks to another terminal. “System IXE-4NJ. Uninhabited, except for private space station by independent mining company.”

“Do you know where the SOS is coming from?”

He stares at the terminal a little longer. “I... think it is coming from previously unknown space structure. These are uncommon, but they do happen.”

“Hm... in your experience, what would you do?” you ask, learning forward from your chair. Suddenly, you feel like you have some sort of a responsibility in your hands. You're in command of a ship capable of many things.

“As patrol or escort ship, I always respond to distress signals. Bandits set up traps like this all the time, but is easy to detect. I do not see any bandit ships in the system.”

Freeport's only a few jumps away, but this anomaly has you intrigued. What will you do?
>Respond to the distress beacon. It's in system and it shouldn't take too long to at least check out. Maybe something could come out of this.
>Ignore it. There's no reason to waste your time with something like this.
>Write in.

>>39883775
>Respond to the distress beacon. It's in system and it shouldn't take too long to at least check out. Maybe something could come out of this.

>>39883775
>>Respond to the distress beacon. It's in system and it shouldn't take too long to at least check out. Maybe something could come out of this.

Little worried about our one gun, but I'll bite.

>>39883775
>Respond to the distress beacon. It's in system and it shouldn't take too long to at least check out. Maybe something could come out of this.
We have enough engine to outrun just about anything if the situation looks bad.

>>39883775
>>Respond to the distress beacon. It's in system and it shouldn't take too long to at least check out. Maybe something could come out of this.

>>39883775
>Respond

We were Johnny on the spot for getting moving once we had our job, we've got time

>>39883775
I also think we should respond and check it out

we will become , big time heroes!

>>39883775
“Let's check it out. If there's something, then we'll decide on what to do from there,” you tell him, looking for the small microphone in the cockpit. Upon finding it, you raise it to your mouth. “Everyone, this is Gavin. I require you all to meet me in the... ship armory.”

Perhaps you could put that room to use as a temporary meeting room.

With the call sent out, you shoot Ivan one last look. “Stay here and bring us to a safe distance from the beacon. Keep your comms up, I'll talk with you through my smart-ring. Let me know if anything happens.”

“Alright, comrade.”

Getting up from your seat, you quickly make your way over to the arsenal. There, you see Ley'ra and Viktor already present, and your entrance is soon followed by Bethany. You enter the room, regarding all of their curious faces.

“Let's wait for Troy--”

At his name, the large man enters the room, twisting his body sideways to fit through the door.

“Captain? You called?”

You nod to all of them, gesturing them to surround one of the metal tables. Looks like Ley'ra reassembled her rifle; it's now clutched tightly in her hands.

“I did.” Raising your smart-ring, you speak into it. “Ivan, do you hear me?”

“I do, comrade,” his voice responds from the speakers in the ceiling of the room. “It is as I thought. It is previously unknown space structure... small, and is damaged.”

“Any hostilities?” you ask.

“...No, comrade. I only detect the structure.”

At that, the rest of your crew only quirks their eyebrows at you. You lean forward.

>>39884390
“Okay... so, we heard a distress signal. As you heard Ivan just now, it's coming from some sort of unidentified space structure. We're going to see what we can do.”

Viktor and Troy exchange glances, and Ley'ra gives you a knowing nod. Raising the smart-ring to your mouth again, you speak, “Can you get a composition scan, Ivan?”

“No, we do not have that sort of scanner.”

“Can you stream a feed of what you're seeing to me?”

“Give me one second...” His voice goes silent, as does the room around you. After tapping your fingers on the metal table a few times, he speaks up again. “Okay, you should be getting it now.”

Raising your arm, you position your wrist so it's at the centre of the table. After a click on a hologram button, a holo-screen pops up, displaying a live video of what the front of your ship is seeing.

Approximately five kilometres away is what appears to be a small research outpost of some sort, constructed of sleek-looking metal. On one side, there seems to be a receiving bay for ships, definitely large enough to accommodate your frigate.

“Looks Federation made,” Troy remarks, squinting his eyes to look at it closely.

“It looks a little roughed up,” Bethany comments, leaning forward on the table.

“Ivan,” you speak loudly so he can hear. “Any other information you can give us?”

“Yes. Distress signal says life support in tact, structure is still no threat of depressurize and no air leaks.”

Nodding your head, you look up to the rest of your team.
>”We're going in. A secret, hidden research lab by the Federation needs our help? Why the hell not?”
>”I still don't know about this. What do you guys think?”
>”I don't think it's worth it. Let's just go.”
>Write in.

>>39884413
>”We're going in. A secret, hidden research lab by the Federation needs our help? Why the hell not?”

>>39884413
>>”We're going in. A secret, hidden research lab by the Federation needs our help? Why the hell not?”

"If you guys have any reservations or advice, I'd like hear it though."

>>39884413
ADventure hoooo!

>>39884413
>>”We're going in. A secret, hidden research lab by the Federation needs our help? Why the hell not?”

Probably should also ask them how they feel abou this as >>39884485 says

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>>39884485
"Just this"

>>39884413
>>”We're going in. A secret, hidden research lab by the Federation needs our help? Why the hell not?”

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>>39884413
”We're going in. A secret, hidden research lab by the Federation needs our help? Why the hell not?” Your crew exchanges shrugs, but none of them seem to object. "If you guys have any reservations or advice, I'd like hear it though."

For a moment, they're silent. However, to your surprise, Ley'ra speaks up.

“Who's going to go in?”

”This is a little iffy. I suppose I won't force any of you to come, but I'm going in. I would like at least some company, though. Is anyone not willing to come? I won't hold it against you.”

After another exchange of glances and shrugs, no one still seems to object.

“Right. Ivan, I'd like you to remain piloting the ship,” you say into your smart-ring.

“I will do that, comrade.”

“Anyone else have anything to say?” you ask, and Viktor steps forward.

“To my knowledge, Federation research stations are often equipped with internal security systems. Usually turrets, sometimes robots. Perhaps it is these that are malfunctioning,” he says, causing Bethany to step in as well.

“Could be people trapped inside. It's happened before where security systems do lock down after a malfunction of some sort--we had to do drills on Scylla on what to do if this happened. Always was just duck-and-cover, then wait for help.”

“I suppose that help is us,” you say.

You look to the rest of your crew. Who will you take?
>Ley'ra's the obvious choice. Surprisingly, she looks determined to do it.
>Troy has his engineering knowledge. It could come in handy.
>Viktor's a ship gunner, but he no doubt has combat experience... if it comes to that.
>You'll never know if you need the medic. Bethany looks nervous, but she hasn't objected.

>>39884800
>Ley'ra's the obvious choice. Surprisingly, she looks determined to do it.
>Troy has his engineering knowledge. It could come in handy.
Have Bethany on stand by

>>39884800
Ley'ra, Troy and Beth

I want Vik on the guns just in case.

>>39884800
>Ley'ra's the obvious choice. Surprisingly, she looks determined to do it.
>Troy has his engineering knowledge. It could come in handy.

>>39884875
seconded, ladies and the mech.

>>39884800
>Ley'ra's the obvious choice. Surprisingly, she looks determined to do it.

He need her booty for shooty shooty

>Troy has his engineering knowledge. It could come in handy.

For openin' doors and shit

Everyone else just sit pretty.

>>39884800
>Ley'ra's the obvious choice. Surprisingly, she looks determined to do it.
and
>Troy has his engineering knowledge. It could come in handy.
Don't want the doctor to get shot, besides its a short drag back to the ship infirmary.
Viktor can hold down the fort, even use the autocannon if things turn sour (we don't know its just a security system malfunction)
Stress to troy he's there for all things mechanically related, let us and Ley'ra take the lead, A.k.a. dont let the engineer get shot.

>>39884800
Ley'ra and Troy seem the best option.

>>39884800
Leyra and Troy, with Beth on standby.

>>39881775
I can imagine already
"Goddamit Gavin"

Ley'Ra and Troy with us, Viktor on the AC just in case, and Bethany on hole patching standby,

“Ley'ra, you and I will be the front line. Troy, you'll hang back, and Beth--can I call you Beth?--you'll be on standby. Get ready to patch any of us up if anything happens.” Troy and Ley'ra nod.

“No, you can't call me Beth,” Bethany responds. “But yes, I'll be ready at the loading bay with first aid.”

After shrugging your shoulders, you look over to Viktor. “I want you in the ship. Have the auto-cannon ready, I want you to be our last resort.” At that, he nods, adjusting his hat.

“Alright Ivan, take us to the loading bay. We're going in.” Nodding to your crew members, everyone leaves to their respective duties.

After retrieving your rifle from your room, you walk down to the unloading bay of your ship. There, you meet Ley'ra, Troy, and Bethany, each of you wielding a weapon. Troy and Bethany only have pistols, but that should be good enough.

“Ivan, how's it looking?” you speak into your smart-ring.

“We are inside. It looks ordinary... light systems are malfunctioning, but there is still lights everywhere. There is no activity.” After a pause, you feel the ship begin to slow. “I am bringing ship down onto platform.”

“Thank you, Ivan. Keep the ship at idle, you never know if we need to escape quick.”

“I will, comrade.”

Finally, the large door-ramp emits a loud clang, hissing as the cabin depressurizes a bit. To your relief, you're met with a breathable atmosphere. After the ramp folds all the way down to the hangar floor, you shoulder your rifle and gesture to Ley'ra to follow close by. After walking up a bit, you see that the hangar is fairly small, seemingly only able to contain two of your ships.

The metal room displays only one exit, and that's through a set of double doors on the wall that you're facing. Dutifully, Ley'ra scans the room with her rifle pointed down her nose.

“Let me take the lead,” she whispers to you as you near the bottom of the ramp, Troy close behind you two.

cont

>>39885309
Well?
>Let her take point. She's probably done this many times before.
>Take point yourself; there's no better way of teaching yourself than going in blind.
>Write in.

>>39885333
>Let her take point. She's probably done this many times before.

>>39885333
>Let her take point. She's probably done this many times before
Follow close enough behind that we can grab her shoulder quickly if anything happens

>>39885333
>Let her take point. She's probably done this many times before.

>>39885333
>>Let her take point. She's probably done this many times before.

The better way of getting taught is to have someone show you how its done.

>>39885309
>>Let her take point. She's probably done this many times before.

>>39885333
>let her take the lead

It's what we hired her for, let her do her job

>>39885309
“Alright, Ley'ra You can take point.”

She gives you a knowing nod before tactfully walking forward, gesturing you to follow. With the coast relatively clear, she quickly makes her way towards the double doors after jogging up a short flight of stairs. All the while, you stoutly follow close enough behind her so she's within arm's reach. You want to be able to pull her out of danger if it should arise. Troy follows behind you, but keeps his distance a little bit. His bulky figure would make it a little difficult to be stealthy, and he's only armed with a pistol.

Once at the doors, Ley'ra presses herself against the wall beside them, and you take your place beside her. She gives you a glance and you return a nod, allowing her to advance.

She steps on front of the door with a well-practiced stance, and then throws a kick with her right leg. The door easily gives in, and she immediately aims her rifle down the hall. After a moment of observation, she nods her head and walks forward, using two of her fingers to urge you to follow.

You find yourself slowly treading down an eerie, seemingly sanitized hallway. At around the middle, two more hallways connect to it in a cross. At the end of the hallway is another set of double doors.

The tension rises as the three of you advance slowly, accompanied by nothing but the soft taps of your shoes against the metal floor and the purr of some distant machinery. When you get to the halfway point of the hall, you look down the connecting halls in each direction, seeing that they both end in single doors. However, Ley'ra continues her advance down the mail hallway.

After a few more steps, she stops. She looks back to you, gesturing you to back up quietly. Apparently she's seen something.

That's when she starts to push against you, and you see a red light flash from down the hall

cont

>>39885794
“Go!” she yells as a loud bang is heard. A bullet whooshes past the thee of you, and before another can be shot, Ley'ra shoves you and Troy down the side hall to your right, out of the turret's sight. She's surprisingly strong.

Having been pushed to the ground, you feel Troy's leg between your back and the floor. Ley'ra had collapsed onto your arm, but she rolls over to the side, panting hard.

“Shit... are you all okay?” you ask, sitting up.

“I'm fine,” Troy says from behind you. Ley'ra sits up and gives you a nod, seeing that she's unscathed.

Without hesitating, she gets up with a huff and presses herself up against the edge of the wall, her rifle held close. As you curiously stare at her, she very quickly pokes her head around the corner. Another loud bang is heard, and a projectile zooms by where her head had been.

If her skin wasn't pale already, then it was now.

“That's... that's a rail gun turret,” she says through her breaths.

“Damn. Now what?” you say, sliding up the wall beside her. Troy gets up as well.

“I have an idea,” she says, looking down the opposite hall.

“Yeah?”

“I will draw its fire by jumping across the main hall into the one opposite of here. When it's pointed away from you, use my rifle and shoot it.”

>Take her suggestion, it sounds like she's done this before. Surely, whatever the turret's guarding is what you're looking for.
>It's too risky, find a new path. That's a damn rail gun.

>>39885821
Ask/look if we have any disposable backpacks/large inanimate objects to throw as bait.

Unless this is pure corridor then,

>It's too risky, find a new path. That's a damn rail gun.

>>39885821
>Take her suggestion, it sounds like she's done this before. Surely, whatever the turret's guarding is what you're looking for
"Anything in particular I should be shooting at?

>>39885821
>“I will draw its fire by jumping across the main hall into the one opposite of here. When it's pointed away from you, use my rifle and shoot it.”


Woah, WOAH, woah there. First rule of combat: Never, EVER expose yourself to the enemy.

...that came out wrong, but you see my point. And if anyone is going to be acting as live bait it's us. She's a far better shot.

>>39885821
>It's too risky, find a new path. That's a damn rail gun.

>>39885821
>It's too risky, find a new path. That's a damn rail gun.
Unless there's a convenient terminal to hack around here, I doubt we're gonna be able to come this way.

Umm... look for vents next, I guess?

>>39885821
>It's too risky, find a new path. That's a damn rail gun
We came here to offer aid not fight our way through a whole security system, little motivation exists to do much more. We have time on our side too. Lets exhaust our options first.

>>39885821
>Take her suggestion, it sounds like she's done this before. Surely, whatever the turret's guarding is what you're looking for.

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I'll catch up to the story shortly. Figured I'd drop this in here for anyone that wants it. Just a quick little summary of what we have from the start.

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>>39886008
>no grenades
I see the Captain is taking cues from Mal already.

>>39886098
Did the Grenades actually get confirmed? I must have missed that post

(Sorry guys, I'm kinda rushing now. I gotta wake up in 5 hours.)

>>39885821
“Can't we use something else as bait?” you ask. She gives you a dumb look before she starts to look at herself.

“Well, sometimes the turrets are heat-tracking. Not always, though. But, it's probably smarter if we use something else than me, first...” Trailing off, she unzips her red coat. “Here, take my rifle.”

You grab her rifle as requested, and she takes off her jacket, balling it up. After a hesitant moment, she flings her jacket into the hallway, flinching when the turret sends a bolt through it. She brings her jacket back to examine the new hole in it. You almost laugh at her frown.

“Okay... looks like it's a lot smarter to do that,” she says. “Can I have my rifle back?”

“Sure,” you respond, giving it to her.

Sighing to herself, she throws her jacket across the hall. When the turret shoots two bolts at the new target, she immediately slips out into the hall with her rifle pointed down it, letting loose three quick, successive shots.

“Done,” she says sheepishly, standing up to look at you.

You hesitantly peak your head from hiding to see that the turret is definitely not functioning anymore, pieces of it having fallen to the floor.

“Good job, Ley'ra. That's one hell of a long shot.”

A slight blush reaches her cheeks, but she turns away to face down the hall. “Thank you, Captain. Let's go,” she suggests, resuming her trek. You look back to Troy who's been silent the whole time.

“She's cute,” he says, bluntly.

“Yeah, well...” Deciding not to fully answer, you shrug and follow Ley'ra.

The rest of the walk is uneventful, and you soon find yourself in front of the next set of double doors. These doors seem to be much larger, but they open as you near them, anyways.

>>39886404
The three of you enter a large, dark room. After Ley'ra checks that the coast is clear, you find yourself drawn to what looks like some sort of oval-shaped pod at the centre of the room. The pod seems large enough to be almost twice your height. Metal wires and tubes connect to it, and they all attach to the ceiling in a messy manner, going off to some other part in the facility.

The humming here is the loudest, and it's unlike anything you've ever heard of, before. You turn to your crew.

“What do you make of this?” You ask, but both of them give you a shrug. Feeling bold, you walk closer to the pod, coming to a s top in front of what seems to be some sort of control panel with a large, red button labeled “Open”.

Kind of surreal, if you say so yourself.

>Press the button. Who knows, maybe something really valuable is inside the pod. You did like the idea of being a Dustkeeper...
>Don't press the button. You've seen too many movies like this where hell was unleashed after something like this happened.

>>39886439
>Don't press the button. You've seen too many movies like this where hell was unleashed after something like this happened.
Find a manual or the station logs first.

>>39886351
A quick ctrl+f says... no.

>>39886439
>PUSH ZE RED BUTTON

>>39886439
>>Don't press the button. You've seen too many movies like this where hell was unleashed after something like this happened.

Other: Look for any personnel on station before just haphazardly opening bullshit

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>>39886439
DOOOOOOOOOOOOO IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT

>>39886462
I love you regardless, Anon. Thanks for lookin' out for me.

>>39886439
Dont be a pussy, press it.

>>39886439
>>Press the button. Who knows, maybe something really valuable is inside the pod. You did like the idea of being a Dustkeeper...

>>39886439
>>Press the button. Who knows, maybe something really valuable is inside the pod. You did like the idea of being a Dustkeeper...

>>39886439
>Don't press the button. You've seen too many movies like this where hell was unleashed after something like this happened.
We're in no rush.

>>39886561
Have to add that if we do vote to push it we use a broomstick, with our revolver out. Peeking out from around an overturned table. Its both comical and pragmatic.

>>39886439
>>Don't press the button. You've seen too many movies like this where hell was unleashed after something like this happened.
I've seen this movie - everyone dies first, in glorious cosmic fire.

dont press the button, explore first, button last!

>>39886662
And I just made that comprehensive character sheet too. Oh well, time to hope for the best.

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>>39886439
Screw it, buttons are too hard to resist.

You draw your revolver with your right hand, and while extending your left, you press the button. For a moment, nothing happens. But before you can react, loud a loud hissing noise fills the room, and a cold mist starts to leak from the creases in the metal of the pod. Your heart racing and you pace back a little bit, starting to believe that you probably shouldn't have done that.

You stop moving backwards when you get to Ley'ra and Troy, and to the awe of the three of you, the metal pod opens up like a flower. The mist clouds to the floors, washing past your ankles as it opens. You see Ley'ra shift a little at its cold touch, but she remains with you.

When the mist finally begins to clear, you see that in the centre of the pod is a pristine white chair of some sort. And on the chair is a... woman. Her skin is metallic--no, that's not her skin. She's wearing some strange metal armour, and her head is attached to some sort of contraption with wires.

And for a moment, the facility rumbles beneath your feet. The lights briefly flicker, and her eyes open.

Maybe you shouldn't have done that.

New contact: “Comet”

---

Thanks for playing my first Quest, everyone. This went a lot better than I expected, but I see lots of room for improvement. I'll try to correct that for next time.

I'll be back next weekend. I will try for Sunday. If anything, I will post in the next /wqt/ when it first comes up in Friday or Saturday.

Now, I must sleep. Take care.

>>39886728
Shouldn't have press da button.

Get a twitter ASAP

>>39886728
thanks for running
this looks like its gonna be fun

>>39886439
>Press the button. Who knows, maybe something really valuable is inside the pod. You did like the idea of being a Dustkeeper...

>>39886728
>"Comet"
NO NO NO

We fucked up big time. BIG TIME

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>>39886728
Updated for 'Comet'

>>39886728
Thanks for running and keep up the good work! It should be very interesting to see how this development unfolds.

>>39886728
Seems like a finely executed first thread to me.

See you next time space cowboy

>>39886728
quick question how many people can our ship hold.

>>39886984
12

Acceleration: 17/25
Manoeuvrability: 13/25
Hull Armour: 08/25
Shield Strength: 08/25
Length: 140m
Max Crew: 12
Extra Rooms: 11
Energy Use: 2/7
Cargo Space: 20 tons

>>39886794
What's the significance? What does this mean?

>>39887641
Tune in next week I suppose.

>>39887641
She's pretty much entirely crazy and will murder us.

Archived.
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Star%20Dust%20Quest

>>39887887
Good call, was just about to. We are going to need to teach the QM a few things.

>>39887922
Agreed, but it's not a bad quest so far.

>>39887922
Everyone's a novice once.

>>39875890
Just passing by and saw
>Any option that reaches 3 votes first, I will consider it as the chosen option unless overtaken.
in your rules, thats a fucking retarded method of doing voting and seeing as you managed 46 unique IPs in your first thread I hope you changed that rule, so many first time QM's think its a good idea when its anything but that.

Oh no SDA you didn't do that

>>39876845
>choosing the shittiest doctor

Seriously?

>>39891101
That's some good criticism, m8.

>>39886728
>I'll be back next weekend. I will try for Sunday. If anything, I will post in the next /wqt/ when it first comes up in Friday or Saturday.
I'll keep an eye out, just caught up and I'm liking this so far, hopefully we can get Comet to join our crew without murderizing any of us.

SDA, you really should get a twitter for this, I don't want to have to trawl the shitpit qtgs just to find news of this quest, so please get a twitter for this, they are much much more helpful and easier to use for making scheduling announcements and telling us when threads are live.

>>39875890
Hey OP, if you want to give the crew slavs a more slav feel, I suggest altering the speech quirk: instead of adding "of" like in polandball comics, you could try using wrong tenses and omitting occasional uses of "have" and "be" verbs.

>>39891663
I was going to make one last night but I had to rush the ending. I will definitely make one when I get home tonight and post it here if this thread's still alive.

>>39891838
Thank you, I'll keep that in mind. I should research it a bit more, actually.

>>39891101
It was a thing to at least give me an idea of when to start writing. It sounds like it isn't a good idea according to you guys though, so I'll remove that rule. It was really more of a suggestion to myself than a rule.

>>39887887
I guess this is the archive to use?

>>39891892
>It was a thing to at least give me an idea of when to start writing. It sounds like it isn't a good idea according to you guys though, so I'll remove that rule. It was really more of a suggestion to myself than a rule.
it can work when quests don't have many players, though that didn't seem an issue with this, and when you get more than 5 players it just causes issues.

You should set a time limit for voting you feel comfortable with, 15 minutes works well as a baseline, and announce when you're writing and with what vote when you do start, though feel free to give the players more time if there isn't many voting, or there isn't a clear consensus like when discussions are happening.

You seem to have a good head on your shoulders from what I've seen with this thread so keep up the good work, keep on learning and improving and having fun with us.

Regarding the archives, you can archive them yourself if you want, just remember to keep those two tags it has the same, so it gets sorted properly to show all this quests archives, though feel free to add more tags if you want.

>>39891337
First we needed Slavs. Then we needed waifus.

OP, I know that you're trying to go for a Slav feel, but you do realize that real Slavs never said or used the word comrade, in any language?

General Slav grammar distinctions from English, using Russian:
>Russian has no "to be" verb
>Russian does not use tenses in that same way that English does, and a non-native speaker may almost never use perfect tenses (has/had/have)
>Russian does not have articles (the/a/an), so consider dropping those
>instead of "can you give her those flowers", a Russian speaker may say "can you her give those flowers"; it's similar to Spanish in that regard, whereby the direct or indirect pronouns often come before the verb
>Russians have an extremely extensive vocabulary of curse words (so much that there's a separate vocabulary, mat', for words that should not be spoken in public) and would probably use those fairly frequently in Russian
>Russian genders verbs, so one common mistake would be to add "-a" to past tense verbs when referring to women

Remember that in peaceful situations, speech quirks are less likely to come into play, while the more stressful a situation, the more they will.

If you need any assistance, I am Ukrainian and know a few Slavic languages, and I would be more than willing to look over things.

>>39893147
>>instead of "can you give her those flowers", a Russian speaker may say "can you her give those flowers"; it's similar to Spanish in that regard, whereby the direct or indirect pronouns often come before the verb
That works when speaking russian, but when listening to that character speak english, does not work at all.

That's good advice for OP, if the characters were speaking slavic languages, but they are not, so having them speak english in broken syntax just reads stupid.

>>39893174
Be careful when reading my post:
>Remember that in peaceful situations, speech quirks are less likely to come into play, while the more stressful a situation, the more they will.

I was showcasing a few different differences between the grammar of English and Russian as a generalized Slavic language, not telling him to use every single one of those quirks all of the time or anything of the sort.

>>39893174
He was just pointing out the differences in the lingos. Obviously you don't need to push them all onto every slav character. It's just a minute, endearing piece of characterisation. You can have one character be more prone to committing these mistakes while having another one speak flawless english.

Sup, SDA

>and back to obscurity and anonymity I go!

>>39894122
Oi git, get back to writing your akun pen quest.

>>39894243
Oh shit, people still actually want that shit updated? I'd written it off as kill....meh, I'll see what I can do.

>>39894440
>Oh shit, people still actually want that shit updated?
That's generally what we mean when we vote...

>>39894517
Well, found the notes for it, a few more pics, updated, go nuts!

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Oh boy what happened here

>>39894934
We decided to touch a button we probably shouldn't have touched, because sometimes you've just gotta press the button and now we're all doomed... Or so it would seem.

>>39895712
>Year of our Lord two thousand and something
>not wanting to have an unstable psychic on your team

>>39896340
>Year of our Lord fifteen plus two thousand
>Finished Outlaw star a long time ago

Of course, I suppose it did work for The Avengers.

Do we have a teleport on the ship?

>>39893147
I admit, I suck. I'll try to do more research. I really probably shouldn'thave gone with that. To be honest, I didn't add in Ivan and Viktor until last minute, anyways. I kinda just winged it.

/k/ has implanted the stereotype in me.
>>39897703
Not yet.

>>39898336
Do you have a twitter up yet so we can keep tabs on when the quests are going up?

>>39898502
I'm on my way home now. I'll get it up as soon as I can.

I've got some big plans for this quest. I'm a little too excited, hope it all goes down good.

>>39898637
Still waiting for that Twitter

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>>39899366
He's probably still 8 jumps out.

>>39898336
Hey, don't sweat it. Only actual slavs will notice and only autists among us will actually mind it that much.

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https://twitter.com/StarDustAnon

Twitter is up. Once again, thank you all for playing and providing input.

>>39900333
Cool beans.

Finally, here's the master list of pastes. I am cleaning everything up from the mess I made it yesterday, but most of it should be up-to-date now.

I am going to add character image links, and that's about it. May add a "Day 1 store image archive", but that's iffy.

Archive: http://pastebin.com/w3e1b1W7
Character Sheet: http://pastebin.com/bri1aWTK
Companions: http://pastebin.com/gedGUjXe
Ship Sheet: http://pastebin.com/tz6siJgj
Lore Database: http://pastebin.com/mbmDzymu
Rules: http://pastebin.com/N17S4yEy

>>39893147
>Russians don't use comrade
>What is tovarishch?

>>39900333
Are you going to do more of these?