Mark's Space Bar & Bounties

Drakador_Chaos

Compilatron
Haswin scratched his chin...
At this point the radiation resistance didn´t surpise him anymore, the more interesting thing was how fast Evelyn seemed to be learning and more concerning how much she already knew, this vending machine was a pretty fishy thing...
He shrugged.
Well, wouldn´t be the weird experiment he´d have taken some part in.
"Well, FTL fuel it is. Might come back for other jobs later, we´ll see."
He paid up and headed back to the ship, as a faint realization came to him:
'If Evelyn goes and grabs the ftl fuel tanks and comes back, isn´t the ship full of radiation then?'
He once more more scratched his breaded chin.
He would have to detach the rear armor and bring the ftl fuel in that way and together with EVA suit...
Yes, it should probably work out.
"Come Evelyn, we´re leaving."

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Drakador_Chaos "Ok!"

Evelyn happily trotted along behind haswin, jiggling as she moved.

KrankysFirebrand48

The bartender raised his eyebrows.

"Y'ah serious?"

KrankysFirebrand48

Compilatron (The station doesn't have sensors lmao)

(This why it says “could”)

KrankysFirebrand48

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The man walked up to the bar with heavy steps.
"Bartender," he said with his accent, "gimme one of them nukes."

WingedDestro

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As the crew of the Corvette marked "Slipstream Shadow" Examines the bounties list, they receive a notification saying that Task Force 4 would be tied up for quite some time, as there may be potential contact with some unidentified frigates...

"Commander, i think we may be able to take out Henry, considering by the description his gang seems to be a couple of rowdy kids doing stuff for shits and giggles..."

"Yeah, Probably... Let's jump to the systems Mark said they might be hiding out in... Fire up the FTL."

The Corvette jumps to some random systems, hailing several small freighters, before seeing a slightly damaged civilian transport...

[TRANSMISSION START]
"This is Imperial Corvette "Slipstream Shadow, do you read?"
"We read you, Slipstream Shadow. We were raided by a couple of kids, probably 17-21, they raided our cargo and accidentally knocked out our FTL in a small firefight. We've been stranded ever since, and we're running low on food."
"Hmm, we'd be willing to give you some rations, credits, and take your ship to a nearby repair station... for some information"
"We copy, Shadow. what do you need?"
"We're looking for a gang of young thugs participating in criminal activities for shits and giggles to report them to authorities, and we think they're the ones that raided you. Do you have an idea where their hideout might be?"
"Yeah, on their way out of here they left behind a piece of paper which had their coordinates of the hideout on them... Probably to remember them. We'll give them to you if you come aboard with credits and food..."

The crew of the "Slipstream Shadow" performed the transaction, taking the coordinates, and fulfilled their promise to take the craft to a repair station...

@Compilatron pls tell me where their hideout is so i know where to send my ship, i don't wanna pull some system, planet, and place out of my ass if you have something planned

KrankysFirebrand48

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”You want my money or not?”
He out his right hand on the table. His knuckles had metallic points on them.

Drakador_Chaos

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Haswin looked after the EVA suits when he entered the ship, although they were almost comically big for Evelyn, they should be working. He had gotten three with the ship, one for each crewmember, not like he had one when he bought but still, and one extra, they had a decent radiation protection, obviously because of...
Y'know, space.
...however, as it was a ftl capable vessel, they were also used in case of a reactor damage or a radiation leak.
He scratched his head.
Good thing he had those.
Once he made sure Evelyn wasn´t playing around with the engines, he undocked the ship and headed towards the location of the soon to be his ftl fuel canisters.

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WingedDestro (Each event is disconnected from one another intentionally, so you don't have to get specific. I'll set up a page for you in a bit.)

ONI "Expert you say? Well... maybe you can be of some use."

The bartender slides over a sheet of paper.

Bounties 02/04/2621

Salvage black box.
Local authorities aren't getting their act together due to "insufficient evidence" of pirate activities. You will need to salvage a black box from a defeated freighter along the route, and return it.

Liberate rare wine casket.
An exotic goods trader crashed into a nearby planet, leaving a large supply of rubbish and goods scattered around the landscape. You can try and secure some of these goods, but be warned, pirates will likely come after you for it.

Repair FTL beacon.
A trade route FTL beacon has been damaged, slowing any craft travelling through the system. See if you can assess the damage and rectify it somehow.

ONI

There is no response...

Zin01

@Compilatron
In the distance, you see a corvette with a blue tone to it. On the side of the ship you can see the words "N.M.A.T.F. Bellum". It attempts to use comms, if the bar even has any.
Hello, this is the Nyno Mines Inc. Anti-Terrorist Force. We are requesting for a docking at Port 2. Since we're already hunting pirates, we suppose we could get some money for it.

ONI

Compilatron I may not look the part, but I’m somewhat of an expert pilot. Flew Pelicans in the old hingegead war.

He slides the pistol out of his holster and places it on the bar. His hands are are on the slide away from the trigger has he places the large Chrome handgun down.

Also know how to use this.

ONI

Compilatron Ill take the wine casket.

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KrankysFirebrand48 The bartender shrugged. "Your funeral."

He placed a waiver in front of the man, before pulling out a large, bomb-shaped glass and began filling it with various mixtures of drinks... before creating a swirling mixture of alchohol which made anyone feel drunk just by looking at it. he then opened a lead-lined container, and sprinkled a few shiney rocks into the drink.

KrankysFirebrand48

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He signed the waver. He had written “Drasdon”, though it looked like a bunch of curved lines. He clicked a few buttons on his wrist before taking a sip.

Compilatron

KrankysFirebrand48 Immediately the man was sent into a dissy spin, tumbling around the room. Damn, that was some strong stuff.

Zin01

@Compilatron

There is no response...

(That supposed to be towards me or Flubbery? Cuz' idk why you would mention Flubbery twice)

Compilatron

Zin01 (it's meant for you)

Zin01

Compilatron (aight)
After a few minutes, they assume that the bar has no comms
"Hmm, they haven't replied, guess there aren't any comms in the bar."
"Maybe we should shoot to get their attention."
"No, you moron! They'll think we're attacking them."
"But hey, it'll get their attention.
"You are not doing that. Now what is a way that we can get their atten-"
"Too late."
The soldier gets on one of the railguns and shoots not at the bar, but beside the bar, where it will hit nothing.
"You imbecile! Why the actual hell would you do that!?"
"Probably got their attention."
"We are an ANTI-TERRORIST FORCE! THEY WILL THINK THE SHIPS HIJACKED OR SOME SHIT!"
"Still, probably got their attention..."

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Zin01 An automated announcement is sent in response to the weapon fire. A prerecorded voice states.

"No fire zone restriction breach detected. Deploying anti-threat measures.*

Comically, the anti-terrorist force immediately received a notification that the station was under attack.

Distress signal detected

Mark's Space Bar

Status: Under attack
Attacker: N.M.A.T.F. Bellum
Responder: N.M.A.T.F. Bellum

The station's weapons systems powered up in response to the threat... best not stick around.

Drakador_Chaos

@Compilatron (Drakador_Chaos )
About a day later, the same grey and red ship returned once more, leaving ftl near the station in a flash of light, heading towards it...
Layla
A couple of faint traces of radiation still emanated from the hull though would likely soon subside, bearing testimony to the Job which had been done, they proceeded to dock and Haswin and Evelyn headed back into the bar once more...

Zin01

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"Well look at that, you moron! Wait, we got a notification. Hey look, YOU CAUSED THE WARNING YOU ABSOLUTE APE!"
"Yeah, but they acknowledged us."
"Look, I'll try to reason with them, you STAY HERE!"
The soldier proceeds to use a G.C.D (General Communication Device) to text the bar.

Hello, this is Nyno Mines Inc. A soldier Accidentally shot a railgun in your vicinity. Please do not be alarmed. He will be exiled when he arrives to home-base.

The soldiers wait for a response...

KrankysFirebrand48

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Some text appeared on his eye screen.
”High amounts of alcohol detected.”
”Stabilizing...”
He regained balance after almost falling over, though he was still quite clearly struggling to walk in a straight line and sit back down. His mind however was still not quite the same.
”So ya got bounties? At the white star we can do the job, at a price of course. Gimme that list,”

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Zin01 Meanwhile in the bar...

Mark finishes mixing another drink, before a cannon rang out outside. He paused for a moment, before shrugging. The defences would take care of it... before his phone buzzed. Drawing his phone from his pocket, he unlocked it and began swiping through his messages. Reading it for moment, a smile flashed across his face, perhaps a feint bit of laughter.

Moments after sending the message, the soldier receives a reply.

Dear Nyno Mines Inc.
I appreciate the error on your part. I, too, accidentally fire a railgun at unsuspecting people every once in a while. That said, I would've assumed a soldier would have better trigger discipline. Alas, I must be mistaken.
Signed, Mark

Compilatron

ONI "Well, best of luck I guess."

(Confirm your departure and I'll open up the mission thread)

Compilatron

KrankysFirebrand48 The bartender shrugs.

"Well, you're conscious still, so I'll give you that."

He slid over the bounties sheet.

Bounties 02/04/2621

Salvage black box.
Local authorities aren't getting their act together due to "insufficient evidence" of pirate activities. You will need to salvage a black box from a defeated freighter along the route, and return it.

Liberate rare wine casket.
An exotic goods trader crashed into a nearby planet, leaving a large supply of rubbish and goods scattered around the landscape. You can try and secure some of these goods, but be warned, pirates will likely come after you for it.

Repair FTL beacon.
A trade route FTL beacon has been damaged, slowing any craft travelling through the system. See if you can assess the damage and rectify it somehow.