Mark's Space Bar & Bounties

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.

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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.

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

Zin01

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There is no response...

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

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Zin01 (it's meant for you)

Zin01

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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

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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.

Drakador_Chaos

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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

ONI

Compilatron Ill take the wine casket.

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ONI "Well, best of luck I guess."

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

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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.

ONI

Compilatron Just like that Oliver is gone just after he thanks the man and pays him for the drink.

KrankysFirebrand48

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”Any uh... combat bounties. So I can go pew pew?”
He waved around one of his guns as he said “pew”

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KrankysFirebrand48 The bartender pushes the man's gun back down towards the floor. Gun safety.

"Unfortunately those are all taken. What did you expect, every problem to revolve around violence?"

He scrubs the inside of a glass out.

"People like you are what's dragging this galaxy into anarchy... shoot first, think latter..."

KrankysFirebrand48

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His enhanced body was filtering out the alcohol as quick as possible.
”Listen here bud. We paid for our guns, we’re gonna use them. No pirates anywhere?”

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KrankysFirebrand48 "There's one... perhaps..."

Captain Bert
A few pirates are patrolling the route, but most notably a pirate captain named "Bert" came past and raided a large freighter that was carrying vaccinations for the space flu to Barnard's Star. If you can knock out bert, you'll make him attone for his crimes. Also be sure to secure some of the containers from the freighter, and deliver them. You'll have lives in debt to you.

KrankysFirebrand48

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He smiled subtly.
"Now we're talking. Now how many quid?"

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KrankysFirebrand48 "200,000 cr, if you can deliver the stolen goods. I don't want you running in guns blazing and nuking the place without considering the importance of what was stolen."