Star Time A.D.

@dvorak You stuff the drugs into the floor of your ship and fly into the queue. A few ships go through in front of you before one is stopped. Immediately two arms appear from the roof, tearing the hull of the ship. Two exoskeletons are removed from the inside of the hull and four drones come to escort the man.

Anastasius Zhakaroff

STR: 6 SPD: 5 STL: 4

Inventory: ID Card, Pistol Railgun, Smartphone, $7,200, Cola (1), Archeotek Gun, Sweater (7), Knife-Proof Vest (1)

Ship Inventory: Radioactive Computer Core, Pure Steel Pole, A Whole Lotta Drugs

@insumes You open up your computer and mark down the location of your flagship. You search for the closest shops, finding one in a nearby solar system 6 lightyears away. You quickly make the jump and touch down on-planet, just a few kilometers away from your destination.

Mr. Borg

STR: 4 SPD: 7 STL: 4

Body: Radiation Suit (Full)

Inventory: Pulse Pistol (18 rounds), Lab Coat, $1000, Piercing Gun (0 rounds)

Flagship Inventory: Unknown

Ship Inventory: Washer

> The words to describe how fast I start looking for an unofficial entryway could only have been conceived by a race so "not having this" that they ascended to a higher plane of existance out of sheer "nope".

>Borg makes a quick shopping list

• p̧la͟sm̕a̡ ąmm̀Ø
• pier̸cìng̡ ąmm̀Ø
• prØfe̢ssio͘nal̢ m̛e͡c̷h͢anic̴
• 8 m^2 i͞r͡Øn s̛hee͞t
• l̨a҉n̢g̀u͠age ͡t̴r͟a̧n͟sl̡a̸tØr

>seems about right

>find a parking spot, park, and hop out

edited 15th Oct '16 10:51:53 AM by insumes

@dvorak You quickly fumble through your inventory before accidentally hitting one of your clothing-buttons. A sweater is ejected from the device, which now reads as empty.

Anastasius Zhakaroff

STR: 6 SPD: 5 STL: 4

Inventory: ID Card, Pistol Railgun, Smartphone, $7,200, Cola (1), Archeotek Gun, Sweater (7), Knife-Proof Vest (1)

Ship Inventory: Radioactive Computer Core, Pure Steel Pole, A Whole Lotta Drugs

@insumes You push the ship a bit closer to the shop, landing right in front of its door. You walk inside and request to buy a professional mechanic. The owner looks up at you from his newspaper, slightly confused by the request. Somehow speaking in your language the man informs you this is a Space Home Depot, they do not sell slaves here.

Mr. Borg

STR: 4 SPD: 7 STL: 4

Body: Radiation Suit (Full)

Inventory: Pulse Pistol (18 rounds), Lab Coat, $1000, Piercing Gun (0 rounds)

Flagship Inventory: Unknown

Ship Inventory: Washer

> [noises indicating rising panic]

> GTFO the queue as fast as I can

edited 15th Oct '16 9:56:22 PM by dvorak

@dvorak You begin to beat against the windows. You try to open your door, but the queue locks it in place. You move closer and closer to the examination area. Just as your ship begins to slide in time crawls to a halt. You find yourself unable to move as a humanoid mass of energy begins to walk towards the arms dangling from the roof.

The man flies upwards, leaving a void of photons behind him. He grabs hold of the dangling arms and tears the entire system from the ceiling. As he moves away from you time begins to resume as normal, and you find that all the lights have gone out.

Anastasius Zhakaroff

STR: 6 SPD: 5 STL: 4

Inventory: ID Card, Pistol Railgun, Smartphone, $7,200, Cola (1), Archeotek Gun, Sweater (7), Knife-Proof Vest (1)

Ship Inventory: Radioactive Computer Core, Pure Steel Pole, A Whole Lotta Drugs

>Muse "Well, that was weird..."

>Wonder how I'm going to explain this to the border guards...

>Studiously ignore the spot in the floor I stashed the drugs in...

>ok fine

> look, I need an 8 m^2 iron sheet, got something?

@dvorak As you look outside of your ship you find the entire place ruined. Everyone around you is dead. You smartphone says some were dead by the time you had arrived, in spite of you seeing them alive either. The conveyor belt tries to move your ship forward but gets stuck by a chunk from the roof lodging it in place.

Anastasius Zhakaroff

STR: 6 SPD: 5 STL: 4

Inventory: ID Card, Pistol Railgun, Smartphone, $7,200, Cola (1), Archeotek Gun, Sweater (7), Knife-Proof Vest (1)

Ship Inventory: Radioactive Computer Core, Pure Steel Pole, A Whole Lotta Drugs

@insumes "Well, I have 8 1m^2 iron sheets for you. Would that cover you?"

Mr. Borg

STR: 4 SPD: 7 STL: 4

Body: Radiation Suit (Full)

Inventory: Pulse Pistol (18 rounds), Lab Coat, $1000, Piercing Gun (0 rounds)

Flagship Inventory: Unknown

Ship Inventory: Washer

>Power up the engines. Blast through.

>Well, I'm a shit metal worker, so when I start welding I'll likely fuck up and create a large metal sheet with an inconsistent structure.

>as you could assume, that's not going to cover a 8m^2 gash in a cruise ship engine.

>do you know where I can find a professional metal worker?

@dvorak You get in your ship and fly down through a hole melted into the floor. You touch down in the middle of a desert, which your map says is at about 62°S, 25°E. You're only a few hundred miles from the Southern Deserts.

Anastasius Zhakaroff

STR: 6 SPD: 5 STL: 4

Inventory: ID Card, Pistol Railgun, Smartphone, $7,200, Cola (1), Archeotek Gun, Sweater (7), Knife-Proof Vest (1)

Ship Inventory: Radioactive Computer Core, Pure Steel Pole, A Whole Lotta Drugs

@insumes "I know lots of them. There's at least 5 in the entire galaxy. What are you looking for?"

Mr. Borg

STR: 4 SPD: 7 STL: 4

Body: Radiation Suit (Full)

Inventory: Pulse Pistol (18 rounds), Lab Coat, $1000, Piercing Gun (0 rounds)

Flagship Inventory: Unknown

Ship Inventory: Washer

>Make sure the drugs are where I left them.

>Head to the nearest bar. I need a stiff drink after that...

>Be sure to lock the door on my way out.

>I just need someone who can patch a hole that's 8m^2 in an incredibly radioactive engine room

>After that I can get it to an acctual ship repair place

>So do you know someone who whould do something like that?

@dvorak You check your ship, finding all of the drugs exactly where you left them. Following your map you head down south to a bar resting in the middle of nowhere. A massive chute extends from the ceiling, far above into the dome surrounding the Earth. Inside of the chute you can see both people and cargo being exchanged.

Anastasius Zhakaroff

STR: 6 SPD: 5 STL: 4

Inventory: ID Card, Pistol Railgun, Smartphone, $7,200, Cola (1), Archeotek Gun, Sweater (7), Knife-Proof Vest (1)

Ship Inventory: Radioactive Computer Core, Pure Steel Pole, A Whole Lotta Drugs

@insumes "Well just about anyone could weld things into place. You'd have to be an idiot to not know how to do that. I could give you Mark, he could do it for you."

Mr. Borg

STR: 4 SPD: 7 STL: 4

Body: Radiation Suit (Full)

Inventory: Pulse Pistol (18 rounds), Lab Coat, $1000, Piercing Gun (0 rounds)

Flagship Inventory: Unknown

Ship Inventory: Washer

> Get a drink

> Find the guy with bad eyes and a really slow walk.

>well, i hope you understand that it has to be a very precise shape, how esle am i going to hold in all of the radiation from a somewhat broken reactor?

>i'll take mark, mow much?

@dvorak You find there are no drinks in this bar, none at all. In addition, the guy running the place doesn't even know the guy you're talking about. He's just worried about where all his drinks went.

Anastasius Zhakaroff

STR: 6 SPD: 5 STL: 4

Inventory: ID Card, Pistol Railgun, Smartphone, $7,200, Cola (1), Archeotek Gun, Sweater (7), Knife-Proof Vest (1)

Ship Inventory: Radioactive Computer Core, Pure Steel Pole, A Whole Lotta Drugs

@insumes "Mark'll be... $50 an hour. That's as low as I'm going."

Mr. Borg

STR: 4 SPD: 7 STL: 4

Body: Radiation Suit (Full)

Inventory: Pulse Pistol (18 rounds), Lab Coat, $1000, Piercing Gun (0 rounds)

Flagship Inventory: Unknown

Ship Inventory: Washer

>i'll take him, i'm sure this won't take too long...

>i'll also need those metal sheets, how much?

> Leave.

> Go to the coordinates.

>Look for that guy with bad eyes and a slow walk

edited 23rd Oct '16 7:37:09 PM by dvorak

@insumes "Those sheets should be about $300."

Mr. Borg

STR: 4 SPD: 7 STL: 4

Body: Radiation Suit (Full)

Inventory: Pulse Pistol (18 rounds), Lab Coat, $1000, Piercing Gun (0 rounds)

Flagship Inventory: Unknown

Ship Inventory: Washer

@dvorak You hop back in your ship and fly to a rundown house built far away from any civilization. You knock on the door and hear a grumble come from inside. A frustrated voice calls out, demanding to know who's at their door.

Anastasius Zhakaroff

STR: 6 SPD: 5 STL: 4

Inventory: ID Card, Pistol Railgun, Smartphone, $7,200, Cola (1), Archeotek Gun, Sweater (7), Knife-Proof Vest (1)

Ship Inventory: Radioactive Computer Core, Pure Steel Pole, A Whole Lotta Drugs

> "*Ahem* Opus 13 is objectively..."

>here.

>Borg places 300$ on the counter

>make a return to the ship with the metal and the metalworker

@dvorak "Uhhhh no I don't want any!"

Anastasius Zhakaroff

STR: 6 SPD: 5 STL: 4

Inventory: ID Card, Pistol Railgun, Smartphone, $7,200, Cola (1), Archeotek Gun, Sweater (7), Knife-Proof Vest (1)

Ship Inventory: Radioactive Computer Core, Pure Steel Pole, A Whole Lotta Drugs

@insumes You grab the metal worker and stuff him into your ship, quickly returning to your other ship. You land back on your original spot and throw him up to the warp room, you quickly following behind.

Mr. Borg

STR: 4 SPD: 7 STL: 4

Body: Radiation Suit (Full)

Inventory: Pulse Pistol (18 rounds), Lab Coat, $1000, Piercing Gun (0 rounds)

Flagship Inventory: Unknown

Ship Inventory: Washer

>"Right. You're my 15:00. Where do you want The Stuff?"