Drakador_Chaos Howw did your game not crash?
Drakador_Chaos (SORRY for late response!) A small patrol fleet keep their distance, shields ready, but weapons lowered. They wait for the strange ships to pass.
Sorry for late response... Jaystar is slightly confused... He gets out the amulet given to him by the previous leader, it suppresses the shadows...
FangTheCat For a few seconds...it is calm... But then, shining light surrounds him, and pulls him into the air
Jaystar is confused.. But stays calm.. Jaystar thinks...
"Sidera will protect me.."
Well it seems I have forgotten to continue this part of the lore....oh well. On to the next part. (Sorry, I'll explain it) (Let's just forget about that part)
A glowing disc appears inside a military building near the center of the city. On the underside, it reads, "T-Minus 1 minute"
The Warriors and Soldiers within the building stare at the disc in awe for a few moments, then carry on... They think its simply Sidera doing something.. as usual..
FangTheCat When the timer runs out, the disc expels a dark orange gas in a 20 foot radius around it.
Those within the building turn their heads back, and they all put on gas masks.. Most of the Warriors get their weapons ready.
FangTheCat Those who did not put on their gas masks quick enough seem to begin choking. They cannot breathe, and are slowly passing out and/or dying.
A Soldier looks to the side to see several Apprentices being affected by the gas, the soldier quickly evacuated them.
Another Soldier takes a large weapon from the storage, aiming at the disc (I gtg soon)
jbox1
I gtg, I'll be here tomorrow about.. 3 hours before now.. but tomorrow
An SC108 Dungbeetle Freighter and a Lightning MK 2 (New Scavangers) warp into the sector. Their weapons are offline. They hail.
jbox1 Someone speaks, clearly unknowing of the disaster at the weapon stocks "We will take all of your assorted fruit and vegetables.. The Warriors have been getting tired of the usual..That is all A Fighter warps to the Trader, its weapons offline.*
FangTheCat The disease seems to notice the weapon, and becomes more aggressive, breaking the plastic in the gas masks and rendering them useless. The remaining soldiers in the room collapse.
FangTheCat The assorted fuits and vegetables are loaded into an airtight crate and jettisoned out to the freighter.
Thankyou for your buisness!
The fleet then warp out of the sector
+ 600 Credits
Static, which has recently walked into the room, seems to be unaffected by the gas, he silent;y stares at the disc.
Static walks towards the figure, a powerful emotion in his one useful eye. "Those are my friends, Were you the one who caused this?"
A figure appears, seemingly emerging from the ground. He surveys the scene, taking notes and kicking aside bodies to check the pulse and heart-rate.
FangTheCat The figure turns. They are wearing the garb of a plague doctor. The mask is made of some sort of metal, and he has tubes running across his forearm. His eyes are glowing white behind his mask, and his voice is deep and echoing. I think you mean were, Mr. Static. Now please, move along and allow me to finish, or else even the ones still alive won't be for long.
