Trade Platform Georgia (Station)

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Erika turned to face Trevor. She looked at the man and judging by his attire she assumed he was part of the station's crew. "salvage, got off and big old ship, took a photo of the old wreck." Erika tossed Trevor the photo.
"there was a dorm in there that said jack on it. we'd figured it would be best to return this stuff to him"

as jumbo set down the BlackBox and all the random techy bits they found in jack's room. Erika motioned to the man to take a look "I'm hoping one of you knows what do to with, well, any of this?"
jumbo would see the weird jelly-like figure standing in the kitchen. He set down the reels of what he thought to be film, and the tape that they found in the tape recorder and walked over to get a better view "hello?"

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HMS-Hood "Well it's obviously some old magnetic tape... I'd think Edward up on the control deck could help you with that, he's a bit of a nerd for this old junk. As for... the rest of this... I'm not sure I can help. Uhh... best bet is to ask Jack or Gradop. I'd imagine Gradop would be downstairs in the hanger, finally giving the old mining tug the love and attention it deserves."

The gel creature hid behind the door, watching Jumbo enter into the kitchen. It was a gel person, short and lemon-yellow, with froofy gel hair and a white skirt - made out of some rubber material to substitute her liquid form. She was obviously scared of the imposing stature of Jumbo.

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Erika shouted out to jumbo to go get jack out of his office and then hurried off to the command deck. She knocked on the side of the panel in the stairwell to get Edward's attention. "oi, we got some stuff that makes no sense, hoping you know what it is."

jumbo, upon hearing Erika's request waved goodbye to the gel person and hurried off to jack's office. he knocked on the door and said, "Hey, we got some stuff I think you might want to see out 'ere."

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HMS-Hood Edward grumbled and came down the stairs. "Fine.. fine..."

Before Erika introduced their stash, he was quickly examining the tapes.

"Holy shit, where'd yah find this?"

Edward rushed back up to the command deck, before returning with an old magnetic tape player. He shoved one of the tapes inside and started playing it back.

[00:00] ??? (young man's voice): Attention all able staff, this is a delta alert. All crew to battle stations. This is not a drill. A critical threat has been confirmed. Obey all orders given to you by heads of staff. Martial law is in place. This is not a drill.
Recording cuts off

[00:00] ??? (rim-accent woman): Green 1 to green 5, you have multiple bogeys on your tail!
[00:03] ??? (gruff voiced man): I got it I got it!
[00:05] metal crashing and creaking
[00:07] ??? (gruff voiced man): AHHH FUCK I'VE BEEN HIT!!
[00:08] explosion
[00:10] ??? (rim-accent woman): Green 5? GREEN 5!!

[00:00] ??? (otherworldy voice): THIS IS THE COSMOLORD. YOUR SPECIES IS WEAK. PREPARE TO BE ASSIMILATED.

[00:00] ???: What's going on, why are the lights out?!
[00:03] ???: ENGINE'S OFF ENGINE'S OFF!!
[00:05] ???: WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE ENGINE'S OFF?
[00:06] ???: WE'VE BEEN HIT, SHE'S NOT GETTING FUEL!
[00:08] ???: GET IT GOING AGAIN WE CAN'T...
loud explosion, followed by creaking, groaning metal.
[00:10] ???: Oh no...

[00:07] ???: What happened what happened?
[00:09] ???: I don't know! Just get to your post! Captain's orders!
[00:11] ???: I don't care what orders I'm getting I want answers!
[00:12] ???: WE'RE UNDER ATTACK YOU ASSHOLE NOW GET THE FUCK TO YOUR POST!!

[00:01] ???: This thing on? Alright.
[00:03] ???: So this will likely be the last thing I say, so I might as well as make it count...
[00:08] Rust: I'm Rust, Head of Devlopment of the Scavangers. Or I guess by now, the ex-head of developments.
[00:11] Rust: I... really don't know what we expected. Things went to shit faster than I could comprehend... cosmolord made it's warpath right into our territory. Tore through our ranks like a hot knife through butter. We've lost three quarters of our fleet.
sighs
[00:20] Rust: That's... that's a lot of good men. We couldn't save them all... but they fought valiently...
[00:30] Rust: You... might be wondering why I'm leaving this recording. Well... I figured I might as well as leave some legacy... but more importantly: Hope's not lost.
[00:37] Rust: In an act of desperation, we've sent a few of our guys out of the system not long ago, aboard stealth ships. Cutting edge: The Lightning MK II. We only managed to secure one of them, but hopefully it takes them far.
[00:40] Rust: The plan is to rebase elsewhere... how long it will take them, nobody knows. And I sure as hell ain't gonna see it...
[00:48] Rust: I... Tim's dead. So is Jack. I ain't got any reason to stick around here longer than I have.
sobs
[00:56] Rust: May... may they rest in peace...
[01:05] Rust: One last thing. If you're hearing this... get the eye project! It contains data from another uni-
explosion rings out.

Dumb

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(I'm tempted to make a scp log for it at this point)

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Erika showed Edward the picture of the wreck "that's where we got this stuff. She looks bigger in person for the record"

after the tapes had run through, they stood there in silence "holy fuck they......they all died."
jumbo would stand there in a solum silence. He took off his Brodie helmet and held it in his palm, pushing it flat against his chest. "f-fuck" he turned to his left and looked at Erika hoping she would say something to lighten the heavy mood.
"May they rest easy in the arms of the lord." jumbo took something out of his pocket, a floppy disk labelled "EYE" upon it he rested a photo. It was the same photo they got off of Jack's desk in his dormitory. He slid it over to Jack,
"I....I know not of what is upon that disk, but I know you will find more use from it than me"

*Erika looked at the BlackBox and wondered what it held, but, in a way, she didn't want to know what was on it. It was up to them if they wanted to hear what was on there"

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Dumb (They're different tapes lmao)

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HMS-Hood "I... see..." Jack said, solemnly.

"Yah said yah found this on a ship? Not a base?" Jack shook his head... "I thought she was just a legend... the mothership... I uhh..."

"Well, just freighter's tales... but I don't see why we don't explore these artifacts a bit more."

Jack slid the coilgun back to Erika. "Keep the coilgun, you need it more than I do."

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"Yeah, we got the BlackBox if you so choose to play that. don't see why not to though" she'd gesture to the BlackBox that they had gotten from the server room. "not, a clue on how to set it up though."
she'd look at the coil gun "say, you got any batteries that will fit the thing?"

jumbo would continue to sit in silence. He would later put back on his Brodie and mutter under his breath, "poor souls, didn't even know what happened"

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HMS-Hood "Batteries?"

Gradop, the new engineering Musavian took a close look at the coilgun, and pulled a power cell out of her pack, perfect for the now defunct battery installed in it.

"Here you go, hun! Not the best but it's still something."

"That's not like any "black box" I've ever seen..." Jack muttered. "Normally they're a bright orange to stand out."

Jack examined the box over, closely. "Not sure I'll be of much help with this - I barely even know if it's even a - well - black box."

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"oh! thank you!" Erika would take the cell and instal it into the coil gun and then return the coil gun to jumbo's pack.

"eh, I don't know much about tech, but I'm sure I can assist somehow." jumbo would stand from his seat and start to walk over to Jack. He popped a squat next to Jack after fastening his "Brodie" helmet and looked at the BlackBox. "yeah, I got no clue no how the hell this thing works"

The SAS troops that Georgia had hailed for had arrived. They made a comms line to the station. "spiffing day, mind if we docked? Oh! and We brought Tea!" one of the servicemen would look at Erika's craft and hail his commanding officer. "Sir, we found her" " christ, how did these men not see the bounty on her craft?" they prepaired their weapons and combat gear to apprehend Erika for her thievery against the SAS armed forces.

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HMS-Hood (Well... how did I not see that coming)

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HMS-Hood The SAS soldiers are greated by Jack, before being pulled aside into his office. Apparently it was a confidential matter - but it was clearly important.

Whatever plans were discussed behind the privacy of that office will not be known until they come into effect...

ONI

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*the marines are dressed fully in their combat gear, they wear ballistics vests and carry MK.7 sten MG's and a Winchester Model 1897 "trench gun" upon their backs. Their faces are all covered by SBR's which have had their eye plates hardened and tinted to remove any facial access to anyone but themselves. They all wear MK.2 "Brodies" which have been specially made to stop most handgun calibres while keeping their original look and lightness. The commanding officer among them steps forward "good day chap, mind if I ask why you have requested our assistance?"

Erika had somehow gotten out of the marine's line of sight and is hiding in the kitchen. She arms and primes her FG-42, just in case the marines manage to find her.

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*jumbo completely unaware of what is happening follows Erika into the kitchen with his Bren gun in hand. "Erika? why in the hell are you hiding from a group of marines," he watches the men, in their full combatant gear walk into Jack's office. "You've got some explaining to do."
Erika, rather unaware of what to do next mutters to jumbo. "i-uhhhh...........well shit," she then grabs Jumbo's frying pan from his belt which he was so keen on having, and hits him over the head with it.
"GH!?"
he would fall to the floor unconscious, "sorry Jumbo," She would move his unconscious body into the corner of the room, and go back to hiding.

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Relationship update:

Kylie and Trevor are dating! Hopefully nothing bad happens to them like a sudden, unexpected assault on Georgia!

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HMS-Hood (I'll put your guys into motion soon, once I get some more resources and update the blueprint)

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((ok))

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((also, forgot to mention but they have all of their combat equipment including mortar shells, mustard gas grenades, Semtex, and food with cooking supplies and such. Important note though, it's all stored in the Lancaster they have))

((also, in case it wasn't clear for any reason, the Gnat and Lancaster crews are open for ground combat as well seeing as they are all armed with either Makarov or mars automatics and their sabres))