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>>47258888
EXOTIC MATERIAL STORAGE: A specialized module for the medlab that adds a highly secure vault for the storage of highly volatile, infectious, or otherwise dangerous exotic materials. The ability to safely store exotic materials may allow the construction of special upgrades or gear in the future.

STIMPACK: With the addition of a special license, the ship's onboard medical dispenser can now manufacture highly regulated stimulants for general use. Stimpacks can be integrated into existing Accord power armor for boosted but temporary performance. Side effects may vary.

BIOWARFARE SUITE: A specialized addition to the existing medical dispenser will allow it to manufacture a wide range of biological and chemical toxins for use in combat, both on a personal level and in ship to ship engagements.

>EXOTIC MATERIAL STORAGE
>STIMPACK
>BIOWARFARE SUITE
>Other

>>47258894
>>EXOTIC MATERIAL STORAGE
Time to open up new opportunities in our range of work.

>>47258894
FIRST POST

>BIOWARFARE SUITE

>>47258894
>EXOTIC MATERIAL STORAGE

>>47258894
>>EXOTIC MATERIAL STORAGE

>>47258894
>EXOTIC MATERIAL STORAGE

>>47258894
>EXOTIC MATERIAL STORAGE: A specialized module for the medlab that adds a highly secure vault for the storage of highly volatile, infectious, or otherwise dangerous exotic materials. The ability to safely store exotic materials may allow the construction of special upgrades or gear in the future.

>>47258894
>>EXOTIC MATERIAL STORAGE

>>47258894
>EXOTIC MATERIAL STORAGE: A specialized module for the medlab that adds a highly secure vault for the storage of highly volatile, infectious, or otherwise dangerous exotic materials. The ability to safely store exotic materials may allow the construction of special upgrades or gear in the future.

The biowarfare suite sounds tempting, but the ability to commit warcrimes often has huge disadvantages in the long run since it invites disproportionate retribution and encourages abandonment by superiors in case said retribution occurs.

>>47258894
>EXOTIC MATERIAL STORAGE

>>47258894
>BIOWARFARE SUITE
She is going to love this

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From the last few field missions, I just have to ask:

What the hell did they teach Sam at the Academy and how'd she score?

>>47258894
>>EXOTIC MATERIAL STORAGE

>>47259120
>Sam had crappy scores in the beginning, and turned things around after Carly disappeared.

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>>47259120
They taught her everything needed to be a space captain.

And it was mentioned she scored good, considering she's a captain at her age.

>>47259178
>tfw we could've had top-tier navy uniforms if we went hegemony but instead we got these shitty bodysuits.

>>47259200
>Bodysuits
>shitty

Your shit taste is showing fampai

>>47259237
>>47259200
Why not both? Have a coat worn over the suit or something.

>>47259200
>Explosive decompression
>"Oh no, if only we had self-sealing airtight suits instead of just these pieces of fabric!"

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>>47258894
"Hmmmm, the Exotic Material Storage looks to be a good investment." You say, making your choice. "Who knows what interesting shit we'll find out there i the unknown."

"Indeed." Natalia puts her hands to her cheeks. "Just think of all of the undiscovered toxins and poisons and microbes waiting to be found and weaponized! The possibilities are endless!"

"Yeah..." You narrow your eyes suspiciously at your easily excited doctor. "It can be used to hold OTHER things too, like rare minerals or volatile substances or corrosive organic matter."

"Even better!" Natalia giggles.

Jeez...

>Better return to the bridge.
>See what Scott is up to.
>See how Tank is doing.
>Other

>>47259299
>See what Scott is up to.
Probably making his waifu.

>>47259299
>>See what Scott is up to.
Time to meet crew member we barely talk to!

>>47259299
>See what Scott is up to.

>>47259299
>See what Scott is up to.
He probably needs a check uo.

>>47259299
>See how Tank is doing.
Blatant husbando choice goooo-naw

>See what Scott is up to.

>>47259299
>>See what Scott is up to.

>>47259299
>>See what Scott is up to.

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>>47259299
You head down to the Engineering section, where your chief engineer Scott should be. You just realized that you haven't actually seen him in quite a while. Probably too distracted by his most current project.

That kind of gives you a devious idea. Maybe you can go in and try to see what little project he's been working so aggressively on?

>Just announce yourself like a normal person.
>Sneaking mission!
>Other

>>47259565
>Sneaking mission!

>>47259565
>>Sneaking mission!

>>47259565
>>Sneaking mission!

>>47259571
sup guide?

>>47259565

>>47259565
>Sneaking mission!
I hear we're good at those.

>>47259565
>>Just announce yourself like a normal person.

I swear if he's looking at stuff...

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>>47259565
>Sneaking mission!

>>47259591
You saw nothing.

>>47259620
Nope Guide I saw you. Mercs when?

>>47259640
Standard times.

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>>47259565
Heheh, well you did such a good job at stealth in the previous mission, maybe you could leverage those skills now? Scott had always been pretty secretive when it came to his personal pet projects...

>Roll 1d20+1

Rolled 1 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>47259735

Rolled 2 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>47259735

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>47259735

Rolled 1 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>47259735
Rolling.

Rolled 1 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>47259735

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>>47259759
>>47259765
>>47259760

>>47259759
>>47259760
>>47259761

Lemme guess. Security systems?

Dice rolls are borked tonight, no more.

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>>47259759
>>47259765
>>47259767
WHAT

HOW

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>>47259759
>>47259765
>>47259767

>>47259783
Be thankful that the roll accounted only one 1.

>>47259783
Hey, Scott also rolled a 1.

>>47259783
What happens if we actually did roll a triple 1?

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>>47259735
>>47259759
>>47259765
>>47259767
EVERYBODY'S A FUCKUP

>>47259807
So... Sam stumbles on something, and falls face-first into the room at the same moment Scott trips and falls into a position that can be horribly misinterpreted?

Critfails for everyone!

>>47259783
/tg/ dice are FLAWED, especially now.

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>>47259759
>>47259760
>>47259761
>>47259767
Anon stop, please just stop

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>>47259767
>>47259765
>>47259759
At least it wasn't something important or life threatening, right guys?

>>47259880
>the robot uprising is happening in Scott's workshop and that's why no one has seen him.

>>47259925
marshmellow hell for everyone!

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>>47259735
Unfortunately, before you can even start, you bump head first into one of Scott's sentry bots, its blank head staring down at you. Yeah, you probably should have figured Scott would have had security of some kind posted here.

"DO YOU REQUIRE ASSISTANCE, CAPTAIN?{ The sentry bot queries you.

Oh, right, you're the goddamn captain of this ship. Of course the bots would be subservient to you!

"Take me to Scott!" You instruct it.

"AFFIRMATIVE." The sentry bot gives a programmed but respectful salute, spins around, and marches down the hall. You follow it closely as it leads you into Scott's workshop. A security scanner beeps, and detecting the bot, immediately unlocks the door and it slides open...

...to show Scott working on a partially complete robot which seemed to have a very thin and lithe frame...

"C-captain!?" Scott nearly leaps high enough to hit his head on the ceiling when he turns to see who's entering.

But your eyes are still drawn to his project.

>Should I even ask?
>Come on, we've got at least four eligible women on the crew!
>What exactly are you building here?
>Other

>>47259960
>>What exactly are you building here?
We're not judging too harshly

>>47259960
>What exactly are you building here?

>>47259960

>>47259960
>>Come on, we've got at least four eligible women on the crew!

>>47259960
>Come on, we've got at least four eligible women on the crew!

>>47259960
>What exactly are you building here?

>>47259960
>>What exactly are you building here?

>>47259960
>>Come on, we've got at least four eligible women on the crew!

>>47259960
>Come on, we've got at least four eligible women on the crew!

>>47259960
>Come on, we've got at least four eligible women on the crew!

>>47259960
>>Come on, we've got at least four eligible women on the crew!

>>47259960
>>Other
So... is it going to be a blonde or a brunette?

>>47259960
>>What exactly are you building here?

>>47259960
>Come on, we've got at least four eligible women on the crew!
Like Natalia!

>>47259960
He's building his own daughteru
ONE OF US ONE OF US ONE OF US!

>>47260123
Oh yeah, we were caught up in the whole waifu thing we forgot the daughteru thing.

>>47260037
Sam's blonde right... and has small lithe body...

>>47260157
Circumstantial Evidence. We'll have to wait until it gets fully developed.

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>>47259960
"Oh come on, Scott!" You roll your eyes. "We've got like, at least four eligible women on the crew!"

"W-what?" Scott blinks before taking a step back. "N-no! It's nothing like that!"

"Uh huh, so what else could you possibly be building a robot with a feminine frame for?" You point out.

"There's perfectly practical reasons for it!" Scott tries to explain, his brow sweating furiously now. "I mean, they can fit in tighter spaces than full size combat bots, and would make more difficult targets to hit..."

"You can just make the existing robots a bit smaller. Basically just scale them down." You counter.

"And... and... there's possible infiltration applications!" Scott continues, still horribly nervous.

>Eeeeeh, you'll let him off for now.
>It's a captain's duty to snoop into their subordinate's deep, dirty secrets!
>Other

>>47260208
>>Eeeeeh, you'll let him off for now.

>>47260208
>Eeeeeh, you'll let him off for now.

>>47260208
>>Eeeeeh, you'll let him off for now.

>>47260208
>Eeeeeh, you'll let him off for now.

>>47260208
>It's a captain's duty to snoop into their subordinate's deep, dirty secrets!

>>47259783
>it's_not_fair.png

>>47260208
>>It's a captain's duty to snoop into their subordinate's deep, dirty secrets!
HORRIBLY NERVOUS FOR A GOOD REASON!

>>47260249
GET BACK TO WORK CAT FUCKER!

>>47260208
>It's a captain's duty to snoop into their subordinate's deep, dirty secrets!

>>47260208
>>It's a captain's duty to snoop into their subordinate's deep, dirty secrets!

>>47260208
>>It's a captain's duty to snoop into their subordinate's deep, dirty secrets!

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>>47260273

I'M WAITING FOR VOTES SO I'MMA SHITPOST IN SEMPAI'S QUEST SEE IF I DON'T.

>>47260208
>"There's perfectly practical reasons for it!" Scott tries to explain, his brow sweating furiously now. "I mean, they can fit in tighter spaces than full size combat bots, and would make more difficult targets to hit..."

Yeah, sure, we all know what he's really up to.

>>47260208
>It's a captain's duty to snoop into their subordinate's deep, dirty secrets!

>>47260208
>>It's a captain's duty to snoop into their subordinate's deep, dirty secrets!
Make one that look like Carly for the lulz when we meet her!

>>47260302
We've all heard the "female characters have smaller hitboxes" excuse before

>>47260302
>SEMPAI
I thought you started writing on the internet first?

>>47260348
And yet somehow Merc has a significantly higher completion rate.

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>>47260208
>infiltration applications
If we wanted to infiltrate someplace, we already have plenty of disguises.

Speaking of which, maybe we can sneak into a Casino Space Station/Pleasure Planet by having everyone in certain outfits...

>>47260348
>>47260385
He's recognized that Merc's better

>>47260208
>>Eeeeeh, you'll let him off for now.

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>>47260394
Only if Sam gets to wear a Magician outfit for her bunnies.

>>47260208
>>Eeeeeh, you'll let him off for now.
No need to stop him yet, hue hue hue...

>>47260208
>>Eeeeeh, you'll let him off for now.

Meh, everyone's got a hobby, even Tank loves his weapons and armor, give the guy a break.

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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>47260208
WELP, we've got a tie! So it's time for a roll off!

1. Let it go
2. Please explain further

>>47260448
>>47260472
I think the vote is to find more info, not stopping it

>>47260519
Dang

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>>47260208
Eeeeh, you'll let him off for now. You've already learned enough for now.

"All right, I'll take your word for it." You say with a feigned dismissive tone. "As long as it doesn't blow up the ship or anything."

"I-It won't!" Scott stammers.

"Anyways, what's the progress report on our bots?" You ask him. Between the last couple of missions, they certain been doing a lot of work.

"Well, apart from the ones that get blown up or shot, they're still doing fairly well." Scott frowns. "But they're still basically just the stock models. I'd love to have the opportunity to start tinkering with them, but they run on a lot of proprietary tech that's strictly controlled by their manufacturers. I mean, I could try bypassing the security features, but who knows if that'll work..."

"Can't you just ask them?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Well, I did, but I don't think an intergalactic robots company is going to listen to a random engineer stationed on a frontier ship." Scott points out. "Not unless I, or you, do something to really grab their attention."

>I'll think about it.
>Why don't you try that security bypass thing?
>Other

>>47260637
>Why don't you try that security bypass thing?
I mean, it's not like they'll become self aware or anything is it?

>>47260637
>>Why don't you try that security bypass thing?

>>47260637
>Why don't you try that security bypass thing?

>>47260637
>>Why don't you try that security bypass thing?

>>47260650
Damn it, you said it out loud.
Merc's been playing Stellaris, and now he's heard you.

>>47260637
>Other
"Then just make your own robots, duh. It's what you're doing right now, isn't it?

>>47260637
>>Why don't you try that security bypass thing?

For Science, Yep.

>>47260637
>>Why don't you try that security bypass thing?
And there goes our User Agreement Terms/Warranty.

>>47260637
>>Other
Put your focus on your secret projects, which is now own by us. Here, have some funding!

Why did we pass on character interaction and development with Scott?

>>47260726
Cause the Dice said so

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Threadly reminder that Psionics are real, the secrets to unlocking its potential are held by ayys and/or spess elves, and that if we aren't Psionic, then Carly probably is

>>47260744
Can you imagine what would happen if Sam rolls for Psychic powers, and gets 3 x 20s? like the roll for stealth/intimidation in Homeless Mutant Quest.

>>47260787
There a Homeless Mutant Quest? Where?

>>47260787
Insta gib to any commenters on her height

>>47260787
Who's to say that we don't already have it unlocked on a subconscious level?

>>47260821
not yet, we need to binge drink more mystery potions. rainbow vomit was funny

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>>47260787
>Becomes a psionic god

>>47260874
I wonder why we haven't had another dose of boob grow? Considering Sam doesn't like being flat.

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>>47260637
"Why don't you try that security bypass thing?" You suggest.

"Well, okay, but just a warning, if something happens, I'll gonna tell them that it was under your orders." Scott bites his lip.

"That's fine." You chuckle. "What are they gonna do? Come all the way out here to revoke my warranty?"

"They got the money to, yeah." Scott says warily. "Also, I was meaning to ask you something..."

"Go for it."

"Why in the name of the Omnissiah did you make my bots crawl through a SEWER? I know they're designed to operate in hostile environments, but this si going overboard! Do you have any idea all of the little places that stuff has gotten into?!? I'm gonna have to take the entire batch apart and clean each part individually!"

>I'm really sorry about that.
>We did what he had to do.
>You know, I know a few volunteers who can help...
>Other

>>47260874
I swear if we somehow do get powers. First thing we need to do in combat is to Biotic Charge...with our Ship.

>>47260915
>>I'm really sorry about that.

>>47260915
>You know, I know a few volunteers who can help...
>Smile and cackle

>>47260915
>Other
Make maid bots to do it *shrug*

>>47260915
>>We did what he had to do.

>>47260915
>>You know, I know a few volunteers who can help...
TIME FOR MAXIMUM REVENGEANCE

>>47260915
>I'm really sorry about that.

>>47260915
>>You know, I know a few volunteers who can help...

>>47260915
>>You know, I know a few volunteers who can help...

There's always time to bully!

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>>47260915
>We did what he had to do.

>Omnissiah
The Mechanicus exists here?!

>>47260915
>You know, I know a few volunteers who can help...

>>47260915
>We did what he had to do.
>You know, I know a few volunteers who can help...

>>47260915
>>You know, I know a few volunteers who can help...

>>47260915
>You know, I know a few volunteers who can help...

>>47260975
Nah, Scott's just into 40k.

>>47260915
>>You know, I know a few volunteers who can help...

Ohohoho! Well luckily for you, I've got a solution that solves two problems with one solution, hue hue hue...

>>47260926
Nah, we need to Biotic Charge after Tank tosses us for a one-two punch.

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>>47260385
>>47260404

Bullshit, we both finished exactly one story!

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>>47260998

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>>47261020

I TRIED, OKAY

>>47260998
It's cute. Your feelings on that.

>>47260975

Oh god, Emps eyes are perfect

>>47260998
>Decu on indefinite hiatus
>that fucking cat picked somebody else to bother
no harass

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>>47260915
"You know, I think I have a few volunteers who would be wiling to help you with that." You grin.

"Oh thank god, any extra hands will be appreciated!" Scott exhales loudly. "Between keeping this ship in tip top shape and fixing up the damaged bots, I just don't have the time to do this all myself!"

"Yep, just watching out for you as the Captain." You nod, Scott failing to notice your ever widening Cheshire grin. "I'll send them your way when I can."

"Thanks a lot, Captain!" Scott says happily.

Oh boy, this was going to be so great. You get sweet revenge on Amy, Elsa, and Lida, AND Scott get to spend some quality time with the opposite sex! Everybody wins!

And people wonder why you got made Captain at such young age.

>Get back to the bridge to plan your new heading.
>See how Tank is doing.
>Other

>>47261128
>Get back to the bridge to plan your new heading.

>>47261128
>>See how Tank is doing.

>>47261128
>See how Tank is doing.

>>47261128
>>See how Tank is doing.

>>47261128
>>Get back to the bridge to plan your new heading.

That pic makes me sad that Confederate Sam doesn't have a bigass pirate hat.

>>47261128
>>See how Tank is doing.

>>47261128
>See how Tank is doing.

>>47261128
>See how Tank is doing.

>>47261128
>See how Tank is doing.

>>47261128
>>See how Tank is doing.
DAD!

>>47261128
>>See how Tank is doing.

>>47261128
>Get back to the bridge to plan your new heading.

Do you think Tank's HUD is a lot like something from DOOM?

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>>47261128
You head back over to the armory to check on how Tank is doing. As expected, you can see him rigorously scrubbing away the armor you had worn on the infiltration mission. No doubt he wanted it spotless by the time you used it again.

"Hey, Tank." You smile as you enter the armory. "How are things?"

Tank straightens up and salutes at your arrival. He was still wearing his regular armor, and you wondered if he had actually cleaned his, yet. Judging from how loyal he was to you, he probably hasn't yet, if he's still working on yours.

>So how's the armor?
>Did... did you clean your own armor yet?
>So why are you are acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?
>Other

>>47261394
>>So why are you are acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?

>>47261394
>>Did... did you clean your own armor yet?
Let's try to ease into it.

>>47261394
>>So why are you are acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?

TIME TO BE BLUNT

>>47261394
>So why are you are acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?

>>47261394
>>Did... did you clean your own armor yet?

>>47261394
>Did... did you clean your own armor yet?
>So why are you are acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?

>>47261394
>>So why are you are acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?

>Did... did you clean your own armor yet?

>>47261394
>[X]So why are you are acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?

>>47261394
>>Did... did you clean your own armor yet?

>>47261394
>>So why are you are acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?

>>47261394
>Did... did you clean your own armor yet?
>So why are you are acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?

>>47261394
>>So why are you are acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?
>>Did... did you clean your own armor yet?

>>47261394
>So why are you are acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?

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>>47261394
"So why are you acting so nervous around me all of a sudden?" You ask. You're curious, since it looks like he's been kind of standoffish for the past couple days or so.

Tank just quickly shrugs off the answer by simply shrugging before trying to return to his work. Guess he REALLY was in no mood to talk about it.

>Guess you should ask another time.
>Tank only responds to force!
>Teeeaaaase.
>Other

>>47261592
>>Guess you should ask another time.

>>47261592
>Tank only responds to force!
>Teeeaaaase.

>>47261592
>>Tank only responds to force!

>>47261592
>>Tank only responds to force!

You're not getting out of this that easily, Tank!

>>47261592
>Teeeaaaase

>>47261592
>>Guess you should ask another time.

If he's not in the mood, then I'd rather wait until he's more comfortable about it.

>>47261592
>>Guess you should ask another time.

>>47261592
>Tank only responds to force!

>>47261592
>>Guess you should ask another time.
Eh, don't wanna push too much, might force him to reject it too early due to teasing.

>>47261592
>Other
"At least get the majority of the gunk off of your armor before you finish mine; it'll just stink up the Armory if you let the stuff set."

>>47261592
>>Tank only responds to force!
>>Teeeaaaase.

>>47261592
>Guess you should ask another time.

Get him drunk first, THEN ask about it.

>>47261592
>Tank only responds to force!

>>47261592
>>Guess you should ask another time.

>>47261592
>>Guess you should ask another time.

>>47261592
>>Tank only responds to force!
>>Teeeaaaase.

>>47261592
>Guess you should ask another time.

>>47261592
>>Guess you should ask another time.
Lets not push so hard we push him away.

>>47261592
>Tank only responds to force!

>>47261592
>>Other
Just look sad, like a kicked puppy but been told he is a bad boy. TWICE.

>>47261592
>>Tank only responds to force!
>>Teeeaaaase.

Why are we avoiding any character interaction today?

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>>47261592
Eh, you decide you can always ask him another time. No sense pressing him unnecessarily. Despite all the armor, Tank was still quite the softie on the inside.

"All right, I'll leave you be for now." You smile at Tank. "Just remember to take care of your own armor too, okay? I don't want you smelling funny the next time I see you."

Tank nods and salutes.

You then exit the armory and head back to the bridge. It was time to get moving. You had Elizabeth pulling in every report, rumor, and shred of information that she could about Carly's movements. Hopefully she'd be able to come up with something.

"Captain on deck!" Bradford barks as you arrive and take a seat on your signature chair. Your bridge crew stands to attention and salutes you in response before returning to their duties.

"Good to see you back safe, Captain." Bradford says with relief. "I was rather shocked that you were able to get in and out of that facility without being detected, especially with Tank tagging along."

>I think we were just lucky.
>Hey, Tank can be plenty sneaky when he wants to be.
>All skill!
>Other

>>47261872
>>All skill!
My days as a robber with Carly has paid off!
....oops.

>>47261872
>>Hey, Tank can be plenty sneaky when he wants to be.

You clearly haven't been guided back to your quarters with Tank.

>>47261872
>>All skill!

All da skillz baby! woooo!!!

>>47261872
>All skill!

>>47261872
>Hey, Tank can be plenty sneaky when he wants to be.
>All skill!

>>47261872
>>All skill!
I'll have you know I played 100+ hours of MGS XIX!

>>47261872
>>Hey, Tank can be plenty sneaky when he wants to be.
>>All skill!

>>47261872
>I think we were just lucky.

>>47261872
>Hey, Tank can be plenty sneaky when he wants to be.

>>47261872
>>All skill!

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>>47261872
"It was all skill!" You chuckle. It kinda was, honestly. The Confeds having HORRIBLE security was also a factor, but you didn't need to tell Bradford that!

"Anyways, the Gullinbursti is prepped and ready to go." Bradford continues. "All we need is a heading."

"Elizabeth, you have any leads?" You ask your resident spy.

"Hm, well..." Elizabeth frowns as she goes through her datapad. "Pirates aren't exactly the easiest people to find to begin with, or otherwise pirates wouldn't be such a problem In addition, Confederate datalinks are TERRIBLE. Practically no universal communication protocol or centralized database, so their records are all over the damn place. So sloppy. So damn sloppy. Do you know that they don't even have their own dedicated central intelligence service? Ever individual planet has its own local variant! Insanity."

"Elizabeth. Focus." You say coolly.

"Right, right." Elizabeth takes a deep breath to calm herself down. "All right, I dont have anything concrete yet, but I have a few possible leads."

"Go on."

"Well, first, there's the Graveyard." Elizabeth points to what looks to be a large nebula on the holomap. Except on closer inspection... it wasn't a nebula. Or a natural one, anyways.

"It's ships." You blink.

"Shipwrecks, to be more precise." Elizabeth corrects you. "Some kind of gravitational anomaly had drawn in wrecked ships from all over the sector into this one central location. It's a literal goldmine for salvagers and shipbreakers. And a natural hiding place for pirates."

(cont)

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>>47262242
"Promising." You nod. "Any others?"

"There's the world of Omai. It's a Confederate mining world that's high in mineral content, particularly rare metals like gold and silver. It's been a constant target for pirate attacks for obvious reasons, though there are rumors of one or a few particularly bold pirates who don't hit the cargo convoys, but the actual mines on the surface."

"Sounds like something Carly would do." You agree.

"And finally, there's the typical baiting operation." Elizabeth concludes. "You know the drill. Pirates broadcast a distress beacon and then ambush whoever comes to investigate. It's apparently very common in this sector, due to the Confederate's poor system tracking."

>Check out the Graveyard first.
>Check out Omai first.
>Scan for distress beacons.
>Other

>>47262254
>>Check out the Graveyard first.

>>47262254
>Check out Omai first.

>>47262254
>Check out the Graveyard first.

>>47262254
>>Scan for distress beacons.

>>47262254
>>Check out the Graveyard first.
Hell, maybe we can find something worthwhile there ourselves.

>>47262254
>>Check out the Graveyard first.

>>47262254
>>Check out the Graveyard first.

OMG, the sheer potential for loot!

>>47262254
>>Check out the Graveyard first.

>>47262254
>>Check out the Graveyard first.

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>>47262301
>>47262284
And then the Graveyard contains ships dating all the way back to humanity's earliest forays into FTL travel.

And we find out what the anomaly is.

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>>47262254
"The Graveyard sounds promising." You say. "Looks like the perfect place for pirates to set up shop."

"Understood." Elizabeth nods in agreement. "I think it's as good a place as any to start."

"You want us to head straight there?" Amy asks, her hands already at Gullinbursti's controls. "Or maybe you want to give the head honchos a heads up before we go?"

>Frolaytia doesn't need to know yet.
>That's actually a good idea, Amy!
>Other

>>47261592
>Tank only responds to force!
>Teeeaaaase.

>>47262493
>Frolaytia doesn't need to know yet.

>>47262493
>>Frolaytia doesn't need to know yet.
mmmmmmm nah.

>>47262493
>>Frolaytia doesn't need to know yet.

>>47262493
>>Frolaytia doesn't need to know yet.

>>47262493
>That's actually a good idea, Amy!

>>47262493
>>Frolaytia doesn't need to know yet.

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>>47262493
"Nah, the higher ups don't need to know about this yet." You shake your head. "Let's make the jump."

"All right, jumping in fifteen!" Amy cracks her knuckles as she warms up Gullinbursti's FTL drives. "Let's go!"

You feel the slight pull of acceleration as Gullinbursti warps to the Graveyard, which is rather close. Once the initial flash of extradimensional light fades away as Gullinbursti slows down to physical speeds now, you get a better look of your destination.

Up ahead, you could see hundreds, thousands, no, countless derelict ship hulls floating in the middle of space, like an artificial asteroid belt. Ships of all kinds, from all three factions and even from places that predated the three superpower blocs could be spotted floating in the void.

"Where did all these hulls come from?" Amy gasps.

"Looks like some kind of major battle..." Elsa's eyes shined.

"Couldn't be one single battle." Lida said quietly. "The ships are spread over too many time periods."

"You know, there's rumors that there are ships in there that predate humanity itself." Elizabeth says with a smile. "Alien in origin."

>Aliens? Don't be silly!
>I wouldn't be surprised.
>Other

>>47262681
>I wouldn't be surprised.

>>47262681
>I wouldn't be surprised.

>>47262681
>>Aliens? Don't be silly!

>inb4 we reach the core of the wreck where the oldest ships are.

>>47262681
>>I wouldn't be surprised.

>>47262681
>>I wouldn't be surprised.

>>47262681
>I wouldn't be surprised.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>47262681
>>Other
DRINK MYSTERY POTION!

imma bed night

>>47262681
>>I wouldn't be surprised.
>>Other
"....and if we meet one, we definitely not gonna touching it"

>>47262681
>>I wouldn't be surprised.

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>>47262681
"Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised." You mumble as you stare at the endless sea of floating metal. "But finding it would be like finding a hay in a very, VERY large needle stack."

"Doesn't stop people from trying." Bradford points out the viewscreen, and your tactical display highlights what looks to be a large space station carved into the side of the remains of a truly massive space hulk. You figure it was one of the early colony ships, though how it got here, and what happened to the colonists on it, were probably questions better left unknown.

"Is that what i think it is?" You ask.

"Junktion Point." Bradford confirms. "Basically the home port of the various salvage and shipbreaker crews that frequent this area."

"Maybe we should dock there and ask around?" Elsa suggests. "These guys probably know the area the best, besides the pirates."

"Well, even though this is technically unclaimed space, the Confederates consider the Graveyard within their de facto borders." Elizabeth warns. "If an Accord ship suddenly shows up at Junktion Point, that may alert the Confederates to our presence..."

>We need the information.
>We'll handle this on our own.
>Other

>>47262839
>>We need the information.

>>47262839
>>We need the information.
Nothing wrong with meeting the locals.

>>47262839
>We'll handle this on our own.

>>47262839
>We'll handle this on our own.

>>47262839
>Elizabeth warns. "If an Accord ship suddenly shows up at Junktion Point, that may alert the Confederates to our presence..."

Hahaha, no. Not risking that sort of thing for our own quest.

>>We'll handle this on our own.

>>47262839
>We need the information.

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No matter what we choose, I've a feeling this will end up like us walking into a Saloon in a Spaghetti Western.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nOr0na6mKJQ

>>47262839
>>We'll handle this on our own.

>>47262839
>>We'll handle this on our own.

>>47262839
>>We need the information.
It's not like Confeds pirates are going to their government or anything!

>>47262839
>>We'll handle this on our own.
More espionage missions?

>>47262839
>We'll handle this on our own.

Stealth Rank S!

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>>47262893
Just gotta not bring robots in and nobody would mind

>>47262893
What then? Discovering a map or leading to some Pirate treasure, or priceless artifacts, eventually leading to us being pursued across the star system by EVERY SINGLE FACTION, resulting in a 4-way firefight for the treasure.

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Btw Merc, when will our doctor give us this face?

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>>47262839
"We'll handle this on our own." You say. While it would be nice to ask the locals for help, it was too much of a risk to assume there wouldn't be Confederate sympathizers among them, especially when in such close proximity to their territory.

"Understood." Amy nods. "So uh, how do we handle this?" She asks.

"Well, let's see." You check the sensor scans. Hugging the fringes of the Graveyard was definitely the safer alternative. The debris was not as thick, and you'd be able to cruise along rather safely. However, you wouldn't be able to get good sensor readers of the interior of the Graveyard, and there was always the chance of being spotted, either by a salvager or a pirate.

Maybe you just had to bite down and fly into the heart of the Graveyard? Given how dense the wreckage got in the center, it was almost suicide to venture in that deep. Then again, that would be the perfect place for pirates to hide from military authorities...

>Stay on the fringes.
>Head right for the center.
>Other

>>47263021
>>Stay on the fringes.

>>47263021
>>Head right for the center.

>>47263021
>>Head right for the center.

Aw yiss! Let's do dis!!

>>47263021
>Head right for the center.

>>47263021
>Head right for the center.

>>47263021
>Head right for the center.
BALLS DEEP, FELLAS

>>47263021
>Head right for the center.

>>47262978
Something like that can only end up in a standoff.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EujDcc2xEUI

>>47263021
>>Head right for the center.
SEE YOU NEXT TIME!

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>>47263021
"Amy, make course for the center of the Graveyard." You say resolutely. "If we're going to find anything here, it's going to be in there."

"Are... are you sure?" Amy gulps. "The debris in there is awfully thick..."

"We've got shields, right?" You blink.

"Yeah, well, shields build up flux, and at some point we're gonna have to vent it." Amy points out. "And Lida, won't that make us highly detectable?"

"Like a flare in a dark room." Lida nods. "Flux vents give off a very distinguishable energy signature."

"Well, don't we have that fancy self repairing hull?" Elsa shrugs. "That should help us out."

"I wouldn't put my trust in that, especially since the hull is essentially our last line of defense." Bradford scowls.

>Activate shields.
>Leave shield off.
>Other

>>47263160
>Leave shield off.
Just take it slowly and carefully.

>>47263160
>>Activate shields.

>>47263160
>>Leave shield off.
STEALTH

if amy gets us through safely, we'll leave her off cleaning duty

>>47263160
>>Leave shield off.
We'll save it for when we need it (i.e. Pirate Ambush, decades old Defensive Systems that are just waiting to be reactivated, etc.)

>>47263160
>>Leave shield off.

Stealth is a better defense.

>>47263160
>>Leave shield off.
we can use it when we want to, and the hull's regen upgrade was made for this.

>>47263160
>>Leave shield off.

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>>47263160
"Leave the shield off for now." You instruct.

"G-got it." Amy bites her lip.

"What, not confident in your flying skills for once?" You chide your helmswoman.

"Oh, I'm plenty confident in my flying skill." Amy laughs nervously. "What I'm not so confident in is this ship's ability to tank a dreadnought sized piece of debris."

"Just keep a sharp eye out and everything will be okay." You try to assure her.

"Oh yeah, because you're not the one flying the ship." Amy groans.

"Nope, I'm saying that as one of the people riding in said ship." You respond.

"...point." Amy concedes and throttles up slowly and carefully. Gullinbursti responds to her commands and slowly pushes deeper into the Graveyard.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8owXHUK-C9E

And as the ship pushes its way through the endless field of dead ships, you just can't shake the eerie feeling that you're being watched. As if the crew of the derelict and lost ships were still there, observing from whatever dark nether realm they were inhabiting now.

Gullinbursti rumbles as a piece of debris floats in and ricochets gently off of the hull. Your tactical display continually whines as the hull is assailed by an endless storm of micrometeorites and debris. They weren't causing any serious damage, but the ship's sensors logged each impact regardless.

(cont)

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>>47263365

"Lida, you see anything?" You ask your sensor officer.

"Nothing yet. No anomalous power sources or unnatural movement." Lida frowns. "Wait... I think I'm picking something up. A signal. A faint one."

"A signal?" You blink. "What kind?"

"A distress signal, Captain." Lida looks right at you. "About a few hundred kilometers from our position, in that large derelict battlecruiser."

You glance in the direction your tactical display was pointing at, and indeed, you see the signal was emanating from an old Hegemony Conqueror-class Cruiser.

"It's probably a trap." Elsa grunts.

"Either way, it's not our concern." Elizabeth shrugs.

"Either way, we can't just leave somebody out there." Bradford growls.

>Investigate
>Ignore
>Other

>>47263373
>Investigate

>>47263373
>Ignore
It's gonna be a trap. Who sends out a distress signal in a place like this?

>>47263373
>Investigate

>>47263373
>>Investigate

>>47263377
I'm wondering how long the beacon has been active in the first place.

>>47263373
>>Investigate

That signal is way too old... but still...

>>47263373
>>Investigate
Send bots first. Who know its intelligent facehuggers.

>>47263393
Maybe the crews of various derelicts decided to band together and started to build a society from the wrecks floating around?

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>>47263373
>>Investigate

It's Reavers, isn't it?

Ah, hell--let's see if we can find some Hegemony hardware in workable condition.

>>47263373
>>Investigate
>Other
Broadcast. "CARLY I KNOW YOU ARE FUCKING HERE, COME OUT AND MEET YOU MAKER YOU SLUT!"

>>47263373
>>Investigate

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>>47263373
"We'll investigate." You say, leaning forward in your seat. "We can't ignore the possibility someone really does need help. And if it is a trap? Maybe it's Carly that's setting it up. Either way works for us."

"Urrrrrgh, fine." Amy groans as she carefully readjusts Gullinbursti's course towards the derelict cruiser.

"So what should we do?" Lida asks. "Broadcast a reply? Or will we go in quietly to investigate?"

Well, you DID want to get a handle of who you were responding to, assuming they were still alive. Then again, you might prematurely spring the trap, or worse, somebody else might pick your transmission and come investigating on their own...

>Broadcast a reply
>Quietly investigate.
>Other

>>47263503
>>Quietly investigate.

>>47263503
>>Quietly investigate.
Send a small Away-Team.

>>47263503
>>Quietly investigate

>>47263503
>>Quietly investigate.
Send a scout drone.

>>47263503
>>Quietly investigate.

Something something "Central Park at midnight" analogy

>>47263503
>>Quietly investigate.

Do you think we have any 'pinups', emblems, nose art, or other personalizations on the exterior of our ship?

>>47263503
Raise shields and then act.

>>47263503
>>Quietly investigate.

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>>47263503
"We'll just have to quietly investigate." You say. "We can't afford to broadcast messages willy nilly."

"Understood." Lida says as she returns to her game.

"How do we investigate?" Bradford asks. "We could probably send a squad of recon bots over, though I suppose Tank would jump at the chance at something to do."

>Just send a few drones.
>Send Tank to investigate.
>You'll go over personally.
>Other

>>47263579
Bare minimum I'd think we have is the name,"Gullinbursti", emblazoned in fancy handwriting on the sides of the ship.

We'd probably get a custom paintjob if we get really famous or become an elite.

>>47263579
If someone has that drawing of Sam riding a boar that'd work.

>>47263599
>You'll go over personally.
with tank of course.

>>47263599
>Just send a few drones.

>>47263599
>>Just send a few drones.

>>47263599
>>Just send a few drones.

>>47263599
>You'll go over personally.

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>>47263579
>>47263604
>>47263607
>the person who did the paintjob 'totally' did not use Sam as a reference for the pinup girl.

>>47263599
>Just send a few drones.
We might need to cut and run.

>>47263579
Given the covert nature of our operations, any distinguishing feature is bad. That said, I am partial to distinctive paint job, like CV-16 Lexington's Blue Ghost scheme or dazzle camouflage.

>>47263599
>>Just send a few drones.

>>47263629
Could be the Gullinbursti has nanopaint or something, just press a button and it could go from plain grey to a cool paintjob and the symbol on the sides

Is it me, or did we just join a game of Space Hulk?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ug_gqH1tzPk

>>47263653
>Tank messes around with his robots

>>47263639
Hmm, maybe. Otherwise, the Captain's Gig might also do. After all, the Captain should have a pimped-out ride.

CAPTCHA was boats. . .

Too bad real aircraft carriers landed their gigs in 2008.

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>>47263599
"Let's start off with a few drones." You say. "To stay on the safe side."

"Understood, Captain." Bradford nods. "I'll let Tank know."

It takes a few minutes for the shuttle to launch, and you watch intently as it slowly weaves its way through the debris field towards the derelict cruiser. Thankfully, the remotely piloted shuttle doesn't ram into any of the debris, and it safely clamps onto the hull of the cruiser and the squad of drones stored on board begin to disembark.

"Activating trackers." Lida says as she hits a button, and a dozen screens taken from the drones' visual feeds wink on on your tactical display. "Drones beginning search pattern."

On a rough overlay of the cruiser's layout, you watch as the little dots signifying the drones begin to split up and comb the ship.

"No atmosphere, as expected." Lida says coolly. "Whoever sent that beacon either was recently stranded or they've already been gone for a while."

"Odd." You frown, and then you pause as one of the screens winks out. "Hey, what happened to Drone Four?"

"Signal lost." Lida frowns. "I'm routing Drone Six to investigate."

The bridge is quiet as Drone Six reroutes, its feed showing empty steel corridors until it rounds a corner. And there, pinned to the deck is the remains of Drone Four, its chest cavity already pried open and a pair of gloved hands pulling out its internal components.

Drone Six, set on passive mode, only watches as a masked face looks up at it, caught in the act. The scavenger was dressed in a ragged environment suit, arms full of salvaged electronic components and mechanical parts.

"Looks like we found our person in distress." Bradford says dryly.

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week! And don't forget KanColle on Friday!

>>47263727
See ya! Thanks for running, Merc!

>>47263727
Thanks Merc!

Also, daughteru/son get?

>>47263727
Artya is best daughteru.