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Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockdown]

Postby thecamoninja » Wed Jul 10, 2013 4:01 am UTC

The Space Station Felicity-1 was the first built in the Fuglesang System, which was among the first systems to be colonized in the initial push of humanity's new interstellar empire. After the first faster-than-light drive was invented, expansion was not immediate: first came a lengthy period of testing, followed by exploration and observation to find habitable star systems.

Those stars, and their planets and moons, were pinpointed, terraformed where appropriate, and colonized. It is now eighty years on from when the first settlers landed on their new worlds, and things are looking up for the empire: populations are booming, the vast if not limitless amounts of undeveloped land provide no shortage of employment, the interstellar coalition of semi-autonomous planetary and system-based governments seems to be working improbably well, and technological and medical advancement gallops apace.

In the past decade, two notable advancements were made: first, the Interstellar Coalition unexpectedly approved the sale of private and personal-use FTL drives to the general public, which had before been heavily regulated and mostly limited to government-controlled ships. Secondly, major breakthroughs were made in the field of artificial intelligence. The field had long seemed to have reached a dead end until a little-known university laboratory suddenly revealed in a groundbreaking paper the existence of a functioning human-level artificial intelligence, which was quickly outfitted with an android body. Though still by far a minority, their numbers are ever increasing and they appear to be integrating into society without issue. Though speculation abounds regarding AIs even more intelligent than humans, the research team has declined to comment.

Which is not to say all is well. Poverty is still very existent, as is made all-too obvious by much of the population of Felicity-1, which is home to one of the largest slums in the known universe outside of those in major cities on heavily settled planets. Though on the surface the station is glitzy and glamorous, steeped in history and designed to appeal to the rich clientele of the large interstellar cruise ships that often dock there, the seamy underbelly of the place provides a much more realistic picture of life in one of the galaxy's oldest and largest space stations. Here, a black market thrives on banned and regulated drugs and technologies; weapons come cheap, and you can buy the sort of body modifications that government officials would never dream of letting you have.

Nevertheless, Felicity-1 is a gigantic hub of trade and travel, and though it is not necessarily the best place to live, it constantly sees visitors of all stripes come for any number of the innumerable reasons one might have to visit; as many of them blatantly illicit as are perfectly innocuous.

It is here that you find yourself when a siren begins to blare through the whole station, red lights begin flashing everywhere, certain important doors and viewports begin to lock themselves automatically, and every person on the station is informed that they have been placed under high-threat emergency level lockdown.



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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby thecamoninja » Wed Jul 10, 2013 4:01 am UTC

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Name: Alexander Smith, known as Turt (short for turtle)

Physical Characteristics: 6' 7"; built like a bull due to years of training in special forces. Rather plain face; dark brown hair, almost black, cut to a short length. His skin is slightly dark, mainly a tan, but also maori ancestry; blue eyes, and when he stares someone down it is a very piercing stare.

Personality: Usually a laid back person, but very stubborn and does everything to get his way. He is not an angry person, but if it comes to confrontations he responds fast and with little provocation with lethal force.

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Name: Felix A. Thoth (Alias: Khonsu)

Physical Characteristics: decently tall, slim, modest frame. Nevertheless, Felix displays more strength than one would attribute to him. He is pale, with strikingly black hair and piercing blue eyes. His right arm is covered with a light Lichtenberg Figure Scar (Also known as a lightning scar) from contact with a lightning strike of electricity. Usually wears a black uniform trimmed with some kind of color, often a deep red, purple or blue. It is practical and relaxed, but also formal. Sometimes wears a dark cloak, decorated with strange and mysterious patterns. Wears an all-purpose device containing a virtual AI around his wrist, his assistant and sometimes companion. This device can also be changed to be worn as headgear. In addition to whatever weapon he happens to be wearing around his belt at the time, he's also known for carrying a blade, a small dagger known as Stjornblad, covered with strange and beautiful patterns. He doesn't look old, but not young, either. There's almost a sort of an ageless quality

Personality: Quiet, although speaks with confidence when he decides to. Capable of being friendly and sometimes even a little weird; always on the lookout for the most interesting adventures, most important knowledge, and most significant causes. He has travelled extensively and served in several different capacities. At a crossroads, Felix procured a small accommodation in Felicity-1. Has conducted independant work for some time, considering furthering this endeavor, or perhaps putting together a ship and crew.
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Name: Clover Lian (goes by Lian)

Physical Characteristics: Female, not particularly effeminate but with hair past her waist. Mousey hair, green eyes, wears baggy clothing which hides the fact that she is in shape. Average build and height. always carries around a small red bag full of who knows what, appears to be 20-something, with pale skin

Personality: mostly acts cool and cordial, though this may be a facade to hide inner turmoil. Has a fierce temper when provoked. One can make friends with her, though it is difficult to earn her respect and trust. May or may not be a compulsive liar.

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Physical Characteristics: Experimental cyborg - people look away in revulsion. Mix of ethnicities: probably asian, black, and white. 1.78 meters tall, short, straight hair made absolutely black by an illegal genetic procedure. Grey left eye, right eye a collection of cameras and scanners with a dull red glow. Naturally olive skin, hypo and hyper-pigmentation around implants, giving her a mottled appearance. Her left arm is scarred. Her right arm has no skin left on it; it has a small laser rifle, knives, multiple gripper claws, and many other hidden functionalities. Both legs have been replaced to mid-thigh by advanced military prosthetics. Usually wears a long black trenchcoat and a hood. With her right arm hidden in her sleeve and her face shrouded, she looks almost normal. 31 years old (cyborgization complete at 18), weighs 113kg (249lbs).

Personality: Grew up in the slums, never knew her father, began dealing drugs at a young age, lost her mother at a young age, decided to illegally become a cyborg after being beaten senseless by a buyer.

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Normal - small; messy, shoulder length brown hair; likeable face; tends to wear long dresses made of nanomaterial that makes the dresses look as though they're flowing in the breeze
As Miss Fortune - Always in some form of disguise, though there is always a butterfly incorporated into the outfit, and always a mischievous smile

Personality:
Normal - Samantha is a people person, she can strike up amicable conversation with just about anyone. She is very optimistic.
As Miss Fortune - a side character in the TV show Gray Agents, her only defining quality is being mysterious. She shows up to deliver clues to the main cast.

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Physical Characteristics: Shaggy blond hair, blue eyes, Caucasian, 5’10”, 26 years old, wears a plain cotton buttoned shirt (rolled up at his arms), and comfortable jeans. Mechanical left arm; glowy blue scar over his right eye/across the rest of his body.

Personality: Laid back, tries to keep a low profile, avoids direct conflicts and prefers to deal with things indirectly, somewhat paranoid, enjoys comfort, analytical and keeps to himself mostly.

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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby rivulatus » Thu Jul 11, 2013 1:05 am UTC

Turt was in the gym exercising when the alarms went off. Turt knew the importance of exercising when in low gravity environments to ensure that body mass wasn't lost, and to prevent muscle atrophy. Also since he had arrived at the back water station when ever he asked for jobs he was given task more suiting to a simple maintenance man then to some one of his skill. When he first arrived he suspected the reason for the lack of trust in him was due to the reason for his abrupt dismissal from a rising career in the army to serve on a small outpost had been found out, but as time went on he had realized it was because all those that had any power on the ship were corrupt, and were avoiding letting him get anywhere that he could spoil their plans and stop their illegal incomes.

With the sound of the alarms ringing in his ears Turt realized he was in the wrong place on the ship. He quickly left the exercise area, but was surprised by the lack of people around. He would have expected there to be large numbers of people in the corridors trying to get to the emergency pods, as would be the case on most other stations, but instead there was no one in sight. he wondered if that was because there was alarms very frequently, or it never happened, so no one knew how to react. before long he ran into the first emergency door that was shut. Worried for a second that his code wouldn't work he flashed his ID at it, and was relieved that it opened for him. Turt took of towards the command center, and was relieved when he ran into no more problems on his way there.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Thu Jul 11, 2013 9:11 pm UTC

"Fenrir, with the levels of carbon monoxide building up in here we need to get out immediately or in a few munites we'll be out cold!" Jayna shouted to him as he continued to shift through the old archive. "These files will be absolutely of no good to us dead!" He never took his eyes of the screen as file after file surfed by in the computer's database. He punched in a few more commands, hoping vainly that they'd be of some help. "I know I know, but we're almost there. I can feel it. We can last a few mor---BEEP BEEP BEEP--- BEEP BEEP BEEP--- BEEP BEEP BEEP--- BEEP BEEP BEEP...

Felix A. Thoth gave a sharp look of annoyance to the alarm module flashing on his ceiling and emitting a high-frequency beeping sound. The voices of Fenrir and Jayna coming from his monitor were being completely droned out by the siren wails and Felix sighed as he used the remote to turn off the monitor. Some fool with a kitchen fire in a nearby module was, of course, going to ruin his enjoyment of the new episode of Gray Agents, one of the shows he was currently trying out. It wasn't the best piece ever written, but it had its moments.

"It has to be Norungu again," Thoth sighed. "That man could not cook himself an omelet if a robotic butler held his hand every step of the way".

He got up and was about to attempt manually overriding his alarm when the intercom came on "Warning: Felicity-1 is entering a high-threat emergency lockdown. I repeat. Felicity-1 is entering a high-threat emergency lockdown. Please remain locked-down at your current location unless further notified...."

"None of them are going to listen to that," Felix thought to himself as he sighed. He'd better go figure out what was going on. This old tin can didn't normally do this. The glamorous parts wouldn't stand for the trouble of something like a drill and the poor areas simply weren't normally worth it. Whatever it was, it might be serious. He walked over to his window, grabbing Sjornblad off the table as he passed it and instinctively securing the sheath to his belt. Although he did not live in one of the glorious "mansions" or other high-class segments of the station, he was in an outer module that afforded his fair share of windows--not as great as some of the more expensive places but a view no less. He couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. Everything seemed normal. Oh, he'd expect some security vehicles to mobilize any second now, but they weren't there yet. Then again, he could only see from a tiny perspective in the station.

"Wake up," he said to the device on his forearm. "I know you were enjoying your nap, but even that siren must have stirred you. Do me a favor and see if you can find out anything about what's happening. This might be significant".

A yawn emitted from the armpiece. "I'll do what I can," the voice replied drowsily.

Felix decided the best thing for him to do right now would be to approach the command center and find out what's going on. They might yell at him for breaking their so called lockdown, but he was sure he wouldn't be alone. And besides, he could probably spew off enough connections in order to get away with it".

He headed for the door, but first going over to the module control panel on the wall and setting it to lockdown mode. The station's metal window armor covering slid down over his windows and he set his doors to do the same thing once he'd gone out. He didn't know what was happening, but he figured he might as well prepare for it. He went around gathering a few significant mementos and put them in the Run-Pack he kept by the door in case of emergencies. He was probably overreacting, but who knows? Felicity-1 was never meant to be a permanent stop for him anyways.

Thoth left his module and resolved to make sure this whole incident was cleared up soon enough that he could be back on his couch for the next airing of Gray Agents.



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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby thecamoninja » Fri Jul 12, 2013 5:12 am UTC

Lian was in a coffee shop when the alarm sounded. She had been trying to sit and relax, sipping her bitter drink that may actually have contained something like actual coffee beans (she could tell if it was fake; she wasn't exactly a connoisseur), and tie up her hair to get it out of the way. The sitting and sipping she had down pat, but relaxation was hindered by the hair's refusal to be tied properly. And now, this.

Lian gave an exasperated sigh as the obnoxious sirens made her ears start ringing. Resignedly, she put her hair up in a simple, quick loop to get it out of the way rather than the more functional 'do she had been trying for. She might need to leave quickly.

Her eyes flitted over the faces of the other patrons in the store, trying to gauge their reactions as her brain lost itself in thought for a moment. Would it be a good idea to head back home and wait out this bullshit? Was it even bullshit? Maybe she should actually be worried. A few of the people around her seemed to be - one woman had flown into a full on panic.

The people out there might stampede mused Lian, or there might be looting. Everyone loves a good confusing panic situation. Really, what had the upper management been thinking, tripping the alarm like that? Why did the station even have and alarm like that? It was as ineffective as it was useless: very. It wasn't as though anyone knew what standard operating procedure was for this sort of situation; in all of her years on Felicity-1, Lian had never experienced anything like this.

More likely than not some punk hacked into the doubtlessly ancient security systems on this heap and triggered this as a prank. But even if people do take it seriously, surely a stampede couldn't overrun the entire plaza. The Plaza in question was one of the largest open spaces on the station that Lian knew of. Those rich assholes on the other side of Felicity probably had some nice plazas or something, but the kind-of-big square space surrounded by shops that Lian was staring at through the window was actually somewhat pleasant, all things considered. And it didn't seem as though all hell was breaking loose out there. Being in the shop with the panicking woman was making Lian uncomfortable. She resolved to leave.

It was only a short walk from the plaza to Lian's modest quarters, but along the way someone, or more likely some automated computer system, had decided to shut a giant metal blast door across the path.

"Who designed this friggin' system?" Lian muttered to herself, not quietly, as she kicked uselessly at the door. Her sentiments seemed to be shared by a crowd of people surrounding her, also trying to get through, and equally annoyed. No matter what they did, though, it would appear that the door would not budge. As a cool robotic voice filled her ears with some nonsense about an emergency lockdown, and she stared at a monitor on the wall espousing the same message, Lian felt rancor rising in her gut. She sharply turned around and elbowed her way through the crowd of people still standing around complaining and generally doing nothing to actually solve their problems. She had a sort of sinking feeling that all of the back ways to her quarters would also be cut off at some point, so instead she was heading towards the house of a friend of hers who might actually be able to shed some light on the situation, and hopefully wouldn't be trapped behind a giant metal door.

It wouldn't be so bad, Lian decided, as her agitated stride took her back across the plaza she had just exited, if only the siren weren't so loud and repetitive, and if only the lights would stop flashing in her eyes as though someone in Felicity's command center were trying to give her a seizure. As it was, she would just have to find someone to rant at until it stopped.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby bouer » Fri Jul 12, 2013 1:25 pm UTC

Relaed skulked in the shadows and scowled. Her customer had just been about to buy 800 credits worth when the alarms went off. She could smell the terror on him, obviously paranoid from years of use, and when the sirens screamed he panicked. She looked away from his retreating back at the rest of the crowd, he wasn't the only one panicking. Relaed sneered, so many people did so many illegal things that at the slightest reminder of the fact that the Law exists they ran and cowered. She wasn't making any more sales today.

With astonishing ease for some who weighs more than most couples she scampered up the alley wall one handed. She knew from years of experience where cameras and police checks where, and could avoid them easily. The cloaked figure dashed along a construction tunnel with unnatural swiftness, when she came to a panel that had been kicked out by people like her long ago, she swung out of the tunnel and dropped three metres to the ground. She straightened her cloak, ensured her face was fully in shadow, and stepped into the wide area that was bustling with people even more than usual. The Plaza. She made her way straight towards a rundown clothes shop, a front for one of the larger gangs in the area. She was squeezing through a particularly tight knot of humanity when someone viscously elbowed her. Unfortunately for that person, she elbowed Relaed in her right side, hard and unyielding as steel.

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If you want, camo, that can be Lian who just bruised her arm. If you have other plans, she can just be some stranger we'll never see again.

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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Fri Jul 12, 2013 2:48 pm UTC

(Part of me thinks it's a bit unproductive two be switching back and forth between two seperate threads, but eh).

Thoth made his way down Corridor 22, known casually by inhabitants of this sector as Commodore Zorda Avenue. His address, Module 662201, could be broken down as Module 66 in Corridor 22 in Sector 1, informally, this would be known as 66 Commodore Zorda Avenue, Bluelight Sector, Felicity-1.

Luckily for him, he had decided to splurge a little on his past earnings and had rented a decent module instead of going for the cheapest he could find. This neighborhood wasn't one of the wealthiest, but could be described as middle-class at worst. The corridors in this sector were wider than many of the cramped alleyways of the poorer slums, which all in all weren't even always modules. Very often they were just large caverns in which people were left to themselves to eek out their own buildings out of scrap metal, plastics and even wood. But those shantytowns were the worst of the worst. Nonetheless, Thoth had spent some time exploring the station's underbelly. That's where some of the most interesting finds occur, after all. Anyways, the corridors were wider and the modules less cramped, meaning that he could move with greater ease, although people still filled the corridor around him, sticking their heads out of doorways and confusedly asking each other about what was going on. Transport vehicles zipped by, eager to get back home.

Talking to his "Wristwatch", Thoth had instructed it to direct him to the command center. It was much easier to navigate one of these stations having a device ping you along the way than stopping to figure out its structure. He could navigate technology-less, but this way was more efficient.

Thoth jumped on one of the giant lifts which brought large groups of people up and down the different "horizontal" levels of the station. It was crowded with a bunch of people trying to go this way or that, but luckily he was able to squeeze himself on. It was going up, which is where he had to head to get to the Command Center. Luckily, the siren blaring had died down, but numerous signals and the occasional beep reminded people the lockdown procedure was still in effect.

Thoth rummaged through his run-sack. he knew this area most of all would be hard to navigate, only because of all the locking blast doors and the guards enforcing lockdown. He needed credentials. Here it was! Thoth opened the case revealing an old, yet still in good condition ID card. Sure he hadn't used it in years, and his actual acquesition of the title was somewhat questionable in and of itself. But hopefully he'd at least make it past the more trivial guards to whereever he could talk to someone useful.

"No Luck?" he said into his forearm. "Not yet," replied the voice.

Thoth exited the elevator. He still had quite a bit to go, but he was making progress. This corridor was also crowded. People were not quite panicked, but were obviously excitedly questioning each other when the power died and the corridor's lights suddenly went dark. People started screaming. Not necessarily from any one threat, but because they were frightened by the blackout right after the alarm.

Thoth sighed as he rummaged through his bag again, as people shouted and pushed around him, trying to find their way. He wasn't that worried. Faulty wiring perhaps. This station was old. He felt for his flashlight, and, grabbing hold of it, turned it on and used it to guide his way down the corridor as people bumped blindly around him.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby orangedragonfire » Sun Jul 14, 2013 12:59 pm UTC

Samantha looked over the script for the next few episodes of Grey Agents. It was a rather short script; to avoid leaking information unnecessarily, each actor only got the scenes with his or her it its lines. So Samantha had a seven scenes to look forward to learning. She sighed. Of course, by now she should be expecting to always have a small role in the show, but she couldn't help to hope each time that she would get something more. Especially since they now had a new writer. She had hoped that he, at least, could see that Miss Fortune was ideally placed to create some grand storyline tying all the seasons together. After all, she was the only character who had been in every episode so far.

Samantha sighed, and put the script down. Idle wishes did nothing to change reality. She needed to focus on something positive, something like - at that point, the alarm in the station started blaring. Samantha immediately put the script down, left her room and headed for the nearest escape module. Just because it probably was nothing was no reason to risk being caught in a damaged space station without a way to escape.

The corridors leading to the escape capsule were suspiciously empty; suggesting that most people didn't take the alarm very seriously at all.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby thecamoninja » Mon Jul 15, 2013 4:44 am UTC

Lian swore loudly and whirled around, her elbow smarting. It didn't take very long to pick out the person she had bumped into - they stood out taller than most of the crowd around them, and they wore a black cloak as though they were trying to mysterious or something. There was also something a little off about the person that Lian couldn't quite put her finger on, but there was too much hustle and bustle going on around them do take in too many details, and anyways most of their body was shrouded by the cloak.

Lian narrowed her eyes at the stranger in a vindictive glare. "Watch where you're going, asshole!" It hardly mattered that Lian had been the one sending her own elbows flying, or that she had likely left in her wake a string of people with sore shoulders yelling similar insults. She had found an outlet for her aggression, and dammit, she was gonna let loose. Well, maybe not entirely, she would probably be on her way again momentarily, stewing and nursing her elbow. This was hardly a good venue to get into a shouting match with a stranger, but she could at least wait around for a second to see how mister mysterious cloak would react.

Mister mysterious cloak and... a metal arm? Was that right? No, it was probably some kind of crazy body armor or some kind of weirdo android. Couldn't be one of those cyborgs moms tell kids about to scare them.
...could it?


As she finally took into account what had actually just happened. the thought flashed through Lian's head for just an instant. She dismissed it as silliness at once, and focused on maintaining her expertly practiced glare instead. Daring cloak-person to respond.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Mon Jul 15, 2013 5:32 am UTC

Felix Thoth stormed down the corridor. He was reaching the outer edged of the government Sector now. Shoulders out, head up. Look authoritative. The first rule of infiltration is that you don't necessarily have to belong, but you do have to look like you do. A low-ranking guard will not question someone he believes to be his superior, especially if it's a stressful situation and the superior looks ready to fly off the handle at any sign of insubordinance.


That is why Thoth did not even flinch when the young soldier guarding the locked blast door raised his laser rifle upon seeing Thoth approach.

"Halt!" He said, strongheaded but still with a youthful naiveté. "This sector is off limits to civilians. The Station is under lockdown. Please return to your module immediately or please find adequate shelter nearby".

Thoth just kept a look of determination and annoyance on his face and kept advancing. The youth held his weapon higher.

"I said Halt!" the young soldier said. "Stop immediately or you will be placed under arrest!"

"How are you going to guard the door if you have to arrest me?" Thoth asked the soldier, who was admittedly confused. He had picked a back entrance on purpose, they were mainly emergency exits and only one guard would probably be manning them. Hopefully the soldier could get him in anyways.

In any case, Thoth didn't give him time to reply. Giving them time to think was a bad idea in these circumstances.

"I am Commander Thoth of the Interstellar Crisis Response Unit," Thoth said, flashing his old badge. Technically the epithet was true. But that didn't necessarily mean he was actually currently with the Unit, or had any official business. But how would a young soldier on a backwater station know that? "I am giving you a direct order to open that door for me. I need access to the Sector immediately". The soldier faltered, but he did not respond immediately. "I was given direct orders by my superiors not to let this door open for anyone," he said. Thoth banged his fist against the wall in a show of annoyance.

"I was outside the Sector on business when the alarm went off. Do you see my badge?" he asked, shoving it in the guards face, though too quickly for the guard to actually analyze it. "Do you see what this says? Interstellar Crisis Response Unit". He pointed to the sirens and flashing lights around them and raised his voice. "Is this not a crisis?! If you let me in you may continue to go back to guarding this door and I can do my job. If you do not it will be your badge up for review at court martial for refusing the orders of a superior officer in an emergency! Now open the door!"
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby orangedragonfire » Mon Jul 15, 2013 9:22 am UTC

Samantha reached the escape pod, and was greeted with a hastily written paper sign:

"All escape pods being checked and upgraded to new galactic standard. Due to this, they may not be used until further notice. If there is an crisis, please use the emergency escape capsules in the government Sector."

Samantha stared daggers at the notice, then took a deep breath to calm herself. There was nothing to be done about this now. She took a picture of the note with her uWatch, then started the long trip to the government Sector.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Mon Jul 15, 2013 1:48 pm UTC

(I'm kinda burned out until someone responds as the guard, unless I should just do that myself)
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby bouer » Mon Jul 15, 2013 2:30 pm UTC

Can I make things hard for you? I'll make things hard for you.

The soldier looked extremely disconcerted, "I'm sorry sir, I was told not to allow anyone through, I'll call a superior." The soldier kept the rifle leveled steadily at Thoth's chest, although the hand that retrieved the small telephone was shaking quite badly. With his eyes on Thoth, the soldier spoke nervously, "Private Warren, sir. I've got someone here who claims t-, I mean is- who calls themselves Commander Thoth of the, um, Interstellar Crisis Response Unit. He wants to get in, is he on the records? Should I let him?"

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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Vytron » Mon Jul 15, 2013 2:34 pm UTC

(ah well, ninja'd by bouer, ignore this message)

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(wait, can I jump in and control "NPCs" of the game even though I'm not playing? If so, that's awesome! If not, then, feel free to ignore this message.)

The young guard took his time examining Thoth, he looked more desperate than angry, and this threat of putting him through court martial didn't scare him. If anything, he was getting conflicting orders from two different superiors, and, whatever decision he'd take, could be put in the responsibility of them, and not him, since he was just following orders either way.

Due to his inexperience, it was the very first time he was in a situation like this, but he was determined to get something out of it.

He kept pointing his laser rifle at Thoth even though he had no intentions of firing it, and said "You know Commander Exelon?, I have to deal with him every day, and, he ordered me that under no circumstances I let ANYONE in. That includes commanders like you, and I was ordered to use extreme... fire if it was needed to stop people from coming in... I probably can't arrest you, but I can surely... shoot you!"

That last part didn't sound convincing at all, as the young guard was making too many pauses while looking for words. Thoth knew he wouldn't shoot, but was getting anxious that the guard was taking so long.

The guard stopped pointing with the rifle and got a more relaxed stance, in a calmer voice asked: "What's in there for me? Would you give me something in exchange for opening the door as compensation for the potential problems I could get with Exelon for disobeying his orders?". The young guard then tried to smile and wink, but because of his nervousness he could only make an awkward grimace.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Mon Jul 15, 2013 2:44 pm UTC

Thoth glared. "Your commander is a Private?" he scoffed. "A Private? I thought this was the Government Sector! Of all the places they send me on assignments to... if he's a Private what in the Galaxy's name are you? A guard dog?! In the name of..." Thoth got closer to the radio and shouted into it "Commander Thoth here Private. As you should know the ICRU is independent of the authority of any one Station, and as such I'm not quite sure what "list" you're referring to. My job is to command the elite response to critical events. I am being seriously impeded here. If I have to call my commanding officer... Look here. Do either of you even know what's going on!?"

Thoth was making a bet. There was a good chance they didn't know, being so low, and he could use that to his advantage. On the other hand, if they did know, he could order it out of them. Either way he could achieve his purpose. He didn't feel like attacking any soldiers today. If all else failed he'd try a different entrance. The guard had too little backup to arrest him without leaving his post.
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I could always make Vytron's response the commanding officer's response, since he himself is only a private too.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Vytron » Mon Jul 15, 2013 2:58 pm UTC

Spoiler:
Djehutynakht wrote:I could always make Vytron's response the commanding officer's response, since he himself is only a private too.


Oh, if you want to do that it'd be awesome - Private Warren could come out of the door with his own rifle and close the door shut before carrying my response, and both guards would be young...

"A Private? I thought this was the Government Sector! Of all the places they send me on assignments to... if he's a Private what in the Galaxy's name are you? A guard dog?! In the name of..."


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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby bouer » Mon Jul 15, 2013 4:21 pm UTC

The young guard is private Warren, the guy on the other end is a sergeant.

I don't think Vytron's post makes sense for the sergeant, but he can give the guards next actions. Its probably best if nobody (except the mod) controlls a NPC for more than one turn in a row.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Mon Jul 15, 2013 5:48 pm UTC

Ah. Correction then.

"Sergeant, as a Commander I am issuing a formal order for myself to be granted access under the authority of the ICRU".

The rest of the comment still stands however.

Having one person control a string of reply-responses might be useful, especially for advancing gameplay. If anyone needs any replies to anything, be sure to let me know.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby orangedragonfire » Sat Jul 20, 2013 9:39 am UTC

Samantha eventually reached the government Sector. There seemed to be a heated argument near the entrance to the sector. After coming closer, it became apparent that the cause of the argument was whether the person standing in front should be let inside; as the guard apparently had orders to keep everybody out. Samantha sighed, of course nothing was ever easy. Now she had to figure out a way to get into the government Sector. Why the heck was it closed anyway?

Cautiously, she approached the two, being careful to keep her hands visible so that they wouldn't assume she was holding a weapon.

"Hello.", she said, "Don't mind me. I just need to go in there."

She nodded towards the door that the guard was guarding.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Mon Jul 22, 2013 2:52 pm UTC

Thoth looked at the newcomer. Perhaps an ally in gaining entrance, although he couldn't make himself look like he was in league with people. He turned to Samantha. She didn't appear to be government-related at all.

"Who might you be?" he asked her before turning to the guard. "You're doing a fabulous job, private. Had you just followed my order when I gave it we wouldn't have people pooling at the doors, would we?!"
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby bouer » Mon Jul 22, 2013 3:41 pm UTC

Relaid saw the woman glance down at Relaid's arm and briefly look scared, before she looked back up at the cyborg's face and started shouting. Relaid was reasonably certain she had been covered up, but she needed to make sure; if she was caught she could expect to spend the rest of her life in some of the worst prisons in the empire.

She needed to get out of the crowd, thinking quickly she said, "I'm very sorry, the crowd is too cramped. Please, let me buy you a coffee." She gestured with her left hand towards one of the nearest coffee shops. Once there she could find out if the woman suspected anything, if she didn't they could part ways, probably never meeting again. If she did suspect something, well, the dumpsters could fit another body.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby orangedragonfire » Mon Jul 22, 2013 4:37 pm UTC

Something inside Samantha flipped. This was just like a scene in Grey Agents, and she had played her character for so long that it was a natural part of her...

She flashed Thoth a mysterious smile, and stepped quite close to him.

"They call me Miss Fortune. You want to get through this door too, right? Watch.", she whispered, her voice now teasing and tantalising instead of the plain friendliness and honesty it had been filled with before. The she gave him a wink, before turning to the guard and staring at him in the most disapproving manner she could manage.

"I said.", she repeated, cold enough to make air condense, "I need to go through that door. You are in my way. There are several ways to resolve this, but you won't like most of them. The easiest - for you - is to take a look at this picture I took very recently of an official note that told me to go here in order to reach the emergency escape capsules located in this sector. That should be authorisation enough to allow me to pass through here, as denying me entry would be the same as keeping me from the only route of escape from this possibly dangerous station. Doing so would be on line with direct assault, as it puts my life in equal danger; and therefore I would be justified to kill you in self defence. And please don't take too long to consider this - I am on a tight schedule here. Any delay in escaping this station puts my life and thus yours in greater danger."
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Tue Jul 23, 2013 7:07 am UTC

Thoth looked at the woman again. Was it? It sounded like her. Yeah, she did seem to be the actor who played the elusive Miss Fortune on his current crime drama of focus. Why she was here baffled him. Maybe she legitimately actually wanted to reach the escape pods. Seemed reasonable, though he doubted the situation was this dire. Nonetheless he'd follow her role.

"Yes, honestly soldier," Thoth said. "You set off an alarm and you don't even give us five minutes to get into the government sector where we belong before locking the place down and issuing threats! To superior officers and important people with pictures of official notes from important people no less! With this kind of blind bluntness, especially one where you grate against your superiors so badly, I highly doubt you'll ever make it to sergeant. I can't even say you'll be alive if you don't let me through this god-forsaken door. Do you realize in any capacity just how long we've been standing here? *cough*cough*WINK WINK*"
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby thecamoninja » Tue Jul 23, 2013 5:26 pm UTC

All of the smugglers thought that someone had discovered their illegal cargo.

All of the rich bigwigs thought that someone had discovered their multifarious underworld connections.

All of the corrupt government officials thought someone had discovered their embezzlement schemes.

Everyone near any sort of ship tried to get the hell out of Dodge before events took a turn for the worse.

Every ship's captain trying to leave was met by a government blockade surrounding the space station.

On the seedier side of town, the black market had dissolved into chaos.


Plot spoilers (read if you want your character to find out something about what's actually going on):
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What no-one paid attention to was a small interstellar cruiser placed under heavy quarantine in a minor docking bay, surrounded by recently dead bodies. Government officials, space station personnel, unlucky civilians, and the ship's own crew alike lay strewn about the unfortunate spacecraft like so many ragdolls, each covered from head to foot in terrible, mysterious rash.

And no-one noticed the group of odd-looking creatures slipping into the ductwork and vanishing, leaving behind them only a trail of some sort of thick silvery substance.

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In Felicity-1's central control room (though whether it really qualified as either "central" or "a control room" was subject to debate), the air of pandemonium was palpable. No-one, it seemed, knew who had triggered the alarm, why the alarm had been triggered, why the alarm even existed, how to shut it off, or what to do next. The actions of those present ranged from useless to criminal.

Finally, someone seemed to make some sort of progress. Suddenly, the tack of the alarm changed: the flashing lights changed color from red to orange, and somehow managed to get even brighter than they had been before. The siren, which had been dying down over the past several minutes to a less than ear-splitting decibel level, came back with a vengeance, though with slight variations. On every monitor and sound-device hooked up to the central system, a new urgent message appeared:

ALL CIVILIANS MUST EVACUATE AT ONCE. ALL CIVILIANS MUST REPORT TO DOCKING BAYS EPSILON THROUGH OMICRON OR 0014 THROUGH 0027 FOR EVACUATION. ACCESS TO OTHER DOCKING BAYS IS EXPRESSLY FORBIDDEN. EXIT OF FELICITY-1 VIA NON-GOVERNMENT-APPROVED SPACECRAFT IS EXPRESSLY FORBIDDEN. SEE FELICITY INFOCHANNEL FOR FURTHER INFORMATION AND INSTRUCTION.

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The private stared in bewilderment at the two figures standing before him. He had a sneaking suspicion that one or both of them were secretly mocking him. He'd had direct orders from a commanding officer, but after the phone call, he was more confused than ever. He stood there, staring, paralyzed by the sudden onslaught of two people who seemed to know better than him and refused to back down.

He'd been told the soldiering life on Felicity would be easy...

Luckily for Private Warren, he was saved from having to make a tough decision by the sudden change in the alarm. He was just about to say that he had to go evacuate before he remembered that he wasn't a civilian. Then, he was about to tell his aggressors that they should evacuate, before he remembered that apparently they weren't civilians either. Then he was about to give a call to the man who had given him the order to guard the damned door in the first place, but he realized that the order had been given by a government higher-up who probably was busy evacuating. And calling his commanding officer again would probably just invoke his wrath.

All of this was too much for Private Warren, and as far as he was concerned, being told that everyone should be evacuating right now was genuinely frightening.

He had no idea what to do. His weapon dropped from his hands. He tried to respond to the two people before him, but with nothing to say, it came out as more of an incoherent babble. As Thoth pushed past him, radiating distaste, the Private did nothing to stop him.
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Lian raised her eyebrows at cloak-person. Had they seriously just offered to buy her a coffee? That went beyond the scope of even normal human decency, which was already something one wasn't likely to find on Felicity, that was just plain weird. Her incredulity was interrupted by the resurgence of the siren, which had been so manageable just moments before.

Lian swore loudly.

"How about you help me kill whoever set off that siren instead?" She hollered back over the cacophony.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Thu Jul 25, 2013 5:59 pm UTC

Thoth bent down and slung the soldier's arm over his shoulder, lifting him up. "I'm sorry for yelling at you so, Private," Thoth said. "But I really did need to get past you. Now, let's put you down somewhere to calm down for a moment". Thoth, supporting the soldier, managed to open the floodgate door and hauled the private inside (Miss Fortune presumably following) along with his weapon in one hand, which he quietly tucked under his cloak.

After lying the private down inside a small bunk that was in the inside Guard-Cell, Thoth stopped to think for a moment. Well, he now knew what was happening. This admittedly defeated half his purpose for gaining access to the government sector at all. Nonetheless, there was something he still didn't know. Why. What in the world was going on here? Well, he decided to find out. He started off down a passage. He could either try and covertly pick up intelligence, or he could confont someone directly. Assuming he wanted to go as far as he could, he could attempt to gain access to Central Command.

Felix Thoth didn't feel like leaving. And he doubted the problems would be over even if he did.


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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Vieto » Mon Jul 29, 2013 5:18 am UTC

((I opted to read the spoiler as my character could potentially know something. Not going to state whether it was relevant or not))

The alarm changed to a bright orange, the first time ever, and Vincent knew instantly from his old training what that meant; he must have been discovered. It was the only explanation. Glancing at a nearby camera, he figured that one of them must have recognized him in a scan, and that meant he needed to be more careful. People could be tricked; their perception altered to remove him from their field of view despite their senses, and yet still able to navigate their way around him with no problems. Blind sight, he figured. It didn't help that his intended escape ship was in one of the forbidden dock sections; perhaps they had found it and were looking for him there? Best not give them a reason to look elsewhere.

Luckily for him, he came upon a lucky break; one of the floodgates had been opened manually, with three people going through it: a woman, and a man carrying a private. He followed behind, until they had reached a bunk area. After the man and woman left the private unconscious in the bunk, Vincent took the opportunity to search the room for any military uniforms he could borrow. If he was to be seen on camera, or at all, in a government sector, he had no business looking like he was in civilian clothes. Vincent grabbed the nearest lieutenant uniform and donned it as well as a standard issue pulse rifle, while keeping track of the pair who had just left; he figured they might be heading to central command; where he would have access to the databases. Dressed, he proceeded to tag behind the pair, keeping back and quiet. He decided to try and keep him from their perception for now, unless he could work it to his advantage.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Mon Jul 29, 2013 6:52 am UTC

Commander Thoth stopped near the door to a security center. He could sense it. Something was wrong. He could feel it. This wasn't some sort of idiocy. This was... important.

"We have to get to Central Command immediately," he said to Miss Fortune standing beside him. "That is, presuming you intend to come. We have to hurry. This might be perilous".

As he was saying this someone opened the Security Center Door and agents ran out, carrying boxes with them. Thoth grabbed one.

"What is going on here? Why was an alarm sounded? Why are we being told to evacuate?"
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby bouer » Mon Jul 29, 2013 5:25 pm UTC

Relaid carefully observed the shouting woman's vitals,* if she had noticed Relaid's modifications she no doubt would be terrified by the idea of being in a more secluded place with her, cultural conceptions of cyborgs being what they are. She instead only showed signs of surprise. Satisfied, Relaid turned her back on the woman and continued on to the "clothing store." The man in charge there might have some idea what's going on, he might even have caused it, if one of the gangs frequent turf wars had set off some ancient fire or air pressure detection system.

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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby thecamoninja » Mon Jul 29, 2013 6:09 pm UTC

Lian narrowed her eyes at the person in the cloak. They had stared at her for a few seconds, then without a word turned and started walking off. As she glared, it began to dawn on her that there was probably a reason that the siren had picked back up again. Despite her best efforts to block out the ear splitting noise of panic, criminality, and warning sirens all around her, one message playing over the station intercom forced itself through to her brain: "All civilians must evacuate."

This, Lian decided, was complete bullshit. If she were to evacuate at all, she would have to retrieve her valuable from her quarters, and at the moment the only route that would lead here there was blocked off by eight inches of thick steel blast door. In fact, come to think of it, the only route to any of the docking bays mentioned may very well have been sealed off by that door as well. Lian didn't stop to think about that too hard, though. All of this was in the back of her mind as she began pushing through the crowd again. She was still determined to get some response out of cloak person, and she was at a loss as to what to do anyways. In fact, it seemed as though cloak person was heading in the direction she had been going anyways.

Lian elbowed viciously and stepped on more than a few feet to get through the throng fast enough to catch up with her prey. She reached out a hand and wrapped her fingers around there person's arm - their right arm - through the cloak.

Lain felt hard metal. She knew what body armor felt like. This didn't feel like body armor. Not even and android's arm felt like that, and anyways, this person didn't talk like an android. Unless they were wearing plate mail under that cloak, Lian's mind could only draw one conclusion.

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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby orangedragonfire » Mon Jul 29, 2013 8:30 pm UTC

Samantha was shell shocked. Not only was there chaos around her and the station had to be evacuated, but she also had somehow turned into her character for a moment. She just followed the men inside, not paying much attention to her surrounding while she pondered this new mystery. She definitely couldn't remember ever having shown signs of a split personality before. Miss Fortune was just a character, someone she willing changed into on set or on stage. But then again, she had never had a situation in real life that seemed so much like one from the show. Samantha as herself just hadn't known what to do - as Miss Fortune, on the other hand, she'd had a natural instinct and talent for surviving and even controlling those situations. And so she had just.. switched.

Samantha glanced at the man that she had... well, flirted with while she was Miss Fortune. What was he thinking now? Maybe he didn't know about Grey Agents, or hadn't seen enough of the show to recognise her. Otherwise, she had some very difficult things to explain to... to... Samantha realised that she didn't even know his name. She could of course call it up over her uWatch, which was connected to a database with pictures and basic information of everybody, but it was more polite to ask directly.

"Excuse me.", she said, her voice back to normal, "I didn't catch your name?"
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby rivulatus » Mon Jul 29, 2013 10:59 pm UTC

Turt had almost made it back to the command center when the alarm sound changed. Turt was confused, they were being told to evacuate, but on a station this size evacuation was the nearest thing to impossible, even if the dicks were full there still wouldn't be enough ships to transportg all the civilians, and the emergency pods were all antiquated, stolen or broken past the point of repair. This worried him, maybe the alarms were going off due to a gas leak in the hull, causing the ship to depressurize. Concerned about this possibility Turt realized he needed to get to his space/battle suit, it was a pressurized suit, so even it there was a leak it meant he could survive untill he go off the ship, and it would help him conduct an evacuation, as people generally didn't disobey the guy in an armored exoskeleton waving a gun around. Realizing this Turt took off at a run towards his quarters in the command center.

Ariving at one of the back doors he noticed that it had been left open with out a guard. 'This is not right' he thought 'in a time of crisis like this they should have sealed the bridge off to stop un authorized access. Quickly he moved through it before any one else noticed that that there was an open door, and quickly worked out the control panel on the other side to shut the door and lock it to stop any one else getting though.

Finally in the command center he saw lots of people moving with what looked like purpose instead of the panic that was all you could find on the rest of the ship. Relising that every one looked to busy to tell him what was going on, if the low level officers even did know, he knew that there was no point asking them, so he made his way quickly to the armory.

When he arrived he noticed the armory was one of the few places that wasn't buzzing with official looking people. With a quick look around he quickly located his armor and put it on. It had been almost a week since he had last checked his suit, so as he turned it on it returned to him its stats.

Power level: 99%
Oxygen tanks: 98% estimate 6 hours use
Air filter: 96% efficient
Pressure test: no leaks

Satisfied that the suit was in good condition he decided it was time try work out what was wrong. He moved off towards the center off the command center to find some one who new what was happening, and work out what he could do to help solve things.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Tue Jul 30, 2013 7:04 am UTC

Thoth turned to the shorter albeit firm woman beside him. "Felix A. Thoth, Commander in the Interstellar Crisis Response Unit," he replied to her cordially with a nod. He would keep up the appearance of his title for now since they were in Government headquarters. What they'd do if they ran into any active ICRU officers... well, he'd play that as it went. "And you are one Ms. Samantha Samary, I presume? It's an honor to meet you. I've followed your work and I have to say, you're an impressive actor. Thank you for that personal show back there, although I believe you may have overwhelmed our friend" (referring to the private).

Thoth turned back to the square before them, along which several security agencies had offices. They were, too, in the stages of evacuation. "This must be serious," Thoth said to her. "If it wasn't, Security would be sitting tight. Felicity-1 may not be one of our better space stations, but this should be the most secure point in the building. If they're leaving, it's serious. Which means we should get out, fast. This is probably one of the better places to do it. I'm not sure what you're here for, but I want to find out what's going on".

As if on cue, another light began flashing, although Thoth suspected it was only for certain sectors. The alarm was for military and special agencies.

Several sirens started flashing a deep blue.

"Soldiers Class C," the intercom began. "Soldiers Class C. Please move into formation. Organize in your units immediately! I repeat, organize in your units immediately. Await dispatch...."

The intercom began to rattle off commands for different agencies, forces and soldier classes. Thoth kept walking, trying to locate someone useful. Someone or something that could provide information. Thoth stopped at a directory to look for the location of Central Command as well as the locations of several offices such as the ICRU. He half listened to the commands being issued until one in particular caught his ear. His ears perked up (metaphorically)

"Possible Code GV," the intercom said. "Special Units, Possible Code GV".

The code was rare. To his knowledge it had never been used before... except in training or false-alarm situations. And if it was true, it was monumental.

In his surprise, Thoth could only think to utter one word under his breath:

"Geimvera!"
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby bouer » Wed Jul 31, 2013 12:30 am UTC

Relaid recoiled in shock and then leapt into action; she broke the woman's hold with ease and immediately latched onto her arm with her right hand, her left clamped over the woman's mouth and pulled her down. With a vise-like grip she twisted the fleshy weakling's arm behind her back, and shoved her through the crowd. Anywhere else in the empire a public assault like this would have provoked immediate action from the crowd, here; no one did more than glance their way. Relaid headed towards a place she knew would be empty, a narrow tunnel leading off from the Plaza reserved for emergency workers. The government didn't care about the people of this sector enough to send aid, and the people feared the government enough not to disobey the signs, so it was always abandoned. Relaid was so sure of this fact, and so distracted by the struggling creature in her arms and the sirens wailing overhead that she didn't even bother to check the tunnel with infrared before hurrying in.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby orangedragonfire » Wed Jul 31, 2013 9:09 pm UTC

"An honor to meet you, Mr. Thoth.", Samantha said, and smiled at him, "I must apologize for my behaviour back there, I wasn't quite myself. For a moment, I felt like I was on set, and... well, acted accordingly."

Samantha groaned for a short moment when she heard the word geimvera. It was as if reality was conspiring to create situations just like the show. It probably had to do with the fact that Grey Agents was supposed to be as realistic as possible. Most of the codes, alarms, equipment and such used in the show did really exist, and was used by real special agents. It was, as the producers had explained to Samantha, an extra layer of security for the real agents; in a pinch they could just claim to be fans of Grey Agents to explain all their special gear and knowledge. The problem was of course that this also meant that the very real emergency situation did naturally have a lot of the same elements as the show. And so, Samantha's brain switched again, and Miss Fortune was back.

"Right, we'll need to find the main command module...", Miss Fortune "...not the one they claim is the command module, it'll be a fake. The real main command module will be equipped to override any commands from the normal command module. It will also have direct access to a high security and high priority escape capsule. Get me access to a map, or anything similar. A service map, preferably. It has to be well connected to control the entire station, so we need to search for areas where they show too little connectivity on the map - basic misdirection."

There had been an episode of Grey Agents covering the practice of having secret higher level command modules for emergency situations. It had never even been recorded, since the information it contained had been deemed too important to release to the general public. All copies of the manuscript had been called back, and destroyed. But, as a diligent actor, Samantha had by that point already memorised her part of the script.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby thecamoninja » Thu Aug 01, 2013 11:21 pm UTC

Lian would've liked to have been able to talk, but the cyborg's grip was too strong. She didn't want to talk to beg for mercy or offer some sort of deal that might save her from a grisly fate, far from it. If she had said anything at all to the cyborg, it wouldn't even have been to warn it of the troop over heavily armed government soldiers standing in the tunnel into which she was being dragged, which apparently it had missed in its haste to be a despicable freak of nature and violent criminal.

Lian wanted to speak only so she could gloat. She probably would have said something like "I guess you got what was coming to you" or "why don't you use your freaky robot powers to get out of this?" and then laughed. But the tyranny of the cyborg's hand on her mouth had been replaced by that of the armed forces, and she was worried that if she said anything of the sort her captors might give her a bruise or two with the butt of a rifle. Lian was so gleeful to see this cyborg freak brought to justice that she didn't even resent overmuch the fact that, despite being the victim of an attempted assault and kidnapping, she had been arrested as well. That was where she'd acquired her newfound fear of rifle butts: she'd received a few blows at her initial insistence that she wasn't some sort of cyborg sympathizer or accomplice.

The cyborg, of course had fought back: it's terrifying metal arm seemed filled to bursting with weapons and strange cyborg devices, and it had even managed to land a desperate blow or two on some soldiers before being shut down by some sort of taser-like device (which, unfortunately, hadn't also shut down half of its brain) and having more than a few gun barrels pointed at its head.

The rational part of Lian's brain had concluded that there must be something important going down in that tunnel, to be guarded so closely now when it was normally abandoned, and this conclusion was supported by the fact that they weren't even being taken to some sort of local holding cell, but rather were being escorted by a military detachment to the government sector, of all places. This was serious business. Lian didn't pretend to understand why it should be so serious, but then, government, police, and military operations had always been inscrutable to her. This went doubly on Felicity, where those three branches of the state kept their actions very secret, because very little of it was legal. Hopefully they would at least be safer in the government sector, away from the mob and surrounded by troops. With luck, she would be able to denounce the android, claim no knowledge of anything secret, and be taken to a docking bay to evacuate.

Though, come to think of it, she had seen something in that guarded tunnel. Just a glimpse, it had been, but an odd sight - what looked like a human form wearing a janitorial outfit, but with the skin blistered and broken as though by a rash into an unrecognisable mess. And come to think of it, why were there soldiers atending to the scene in a civilian area? This was an emergency situation, why the hell weren't there any police?
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Fri Aug 02, 2013 6:15 am UTC

"Well, we'll have to look for one of those," Thoth said. "Getting into the main computer mainframe might be able to help us out. But just as important as getting access to the main computers, I want to gain access to some knowledgeable people. I want to know what's going on. Which means we need intelligence people...." Thoth thought for a moment. "Most of what we're looking for should be in this general direction," he said, pointing down a large avenue branching off the one they were on. "Here, let's grab a transporter"

Felicity-1 being so big, in essence a city, transporters, any number of vehicles, large or small, public or private, were more often used to travel around just like cars and subways are used alongside walking to navigate big cities. Many agencies owned agency cars for business use, and Thoth was fortunate enough to find one with the keys in the ignition outside one of the buildings. "I doubt they'll miss it," he said, with a bit of irony. It's intended occupants could find another way out.

Getting into the car, Thoth steered it down the avenue, careful of all of the other official cars zooming past him. Those that had sirens and lights used them, not so much because they were effective in an environment already covered by sirens and light, but more out of habit.

Thoth lifted his arm up to his mouth and spoke down into the device on his forearm. "I need you to look into infiltrating government sector computer modules and finding us Central Command. We also need to be on the lookout for anyone who can tell us anything"

"Do you know what kind of security....you know what? Forget it. I won't argue. But it won't be easy from my end. So keep doing whatever you're doing out there and I'll do my best to help". Miss Fortune looked around. The voice had emitted from the device on his arm.

Thoth saw her semi-quizzical stare. These things had become more and more common lately, but it was still a bit of a surprise to see one pop up.

"It's my AI. He's communicating to me on this device," Thoth explained. "An assistant. A first mate. A friend, if you will. He's usually pretty good at this so we should have something soon".

Then, it looked like something else had popped into his mind. He turned back to the device. "Oh, and one more thing. If you have the time, check up on my ship. I refuse to let something as simple as a crisis separate me from the St. Nazaire".

(Note: Thoth's AI does have a name, personality, and even a "physical" form that appears on screen. I just haven't gotten around to inventing it yet)
(Also, St. Nazaire shamelessly stolen from "Skyland")
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby orangedragonfire » Fri Aug 02, 2013 12:59 pm UTC

An AI. Interesting. Miss Fortune did know about them, though she hadn't recognised it immediately. An AI could be a great asset, depending on how powerful it was... which she could help with. The question was just - could she trust the AI? There was precious little practical information about AIs available. True, rumours about them had been going on for years, but there was a curious absence of any facts. But then again, maybe the problem was that Samantha hadn't done good enough research.

It was a new and frustrating feeling for Miss Fortune, not to be certain. So far, she had always known everything even remotely related to the situation at hand, because Samantha methodically researched everything about her role. After all, Miss Fortune was supposed to appear near all-knowing; and for Samantha it wasn't enough to play the part - she really did have to know. When she said in the show that she knew all types of medium-size ship designation codes, that wasn't just acting. Samantha would have seen it as her duty to learn all that, and when she became Miss Fortune on stage, she knew.

Now, of course, things were different. This wasn't something Samantha had been able to research for, since she hadn't expected it. And so Miss Fortune was faced with an unpreceded problem. Even stranger, she was thinking of Samantha. Before, on set, she never ever had had a reason to think outside her role. She was Miss Fortune, in the fictional world of Grey Agents. The real world wasn't important, and she didn't spare it a single thought. Now, however, she was Miss Fortune in the real world. That changed things. It changed a lot. It offered so many tantalising opportunities... but first she needed to get out of the station alive. And for that she needed the help of the AI. So despite her lack of hard evidence that the AI could be trusted, Miss Fortune decided to trust it anyway.

"Miss AI.", Miss Fortune said, guessing from the voice that it was female, "I have here with me a newest-edition uWatch. Am I correct in assuming that, if I give you full root access to it, your processing capabilities and with it your ability to help us would be greatly improved?"
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby Djehutynakht » Sun Aug 04, 2013 7:37 am UTC

"It's my AI. He's communicating


Although, truth be told, I haven't honestly decided whether my AI will take on a male or female persona. Or much of anything. It's... complicated. AI is not a fully developed character yet, but we need him/her/it.


"Um... yes, it might be able to help me," [AI] replied. "And by the way, let me formally introduce myself. My name is [x]. I've been with Thoth for quite a while although, don't worry, I regularly enhance my abilities to modern standards even if I personally remain the same. I really am a person, you know, virtual skin and all. I just live in a computer. Anyways, I will sync access to your watch now. Excuse me for a moment while I get back to work..."

(not quite sure where to go from there, so I'll leave off. ODF can continue, or Ninja with plot, or anything, I suppose).
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Postby bouer » Sun Aug 04, 2013 2:38 pm UTC

At that moment 8 soldiers rushed into the corridor, 4 manhandling a twitching figure, another roughly shoving along a woman. The officer in front was halfway through giving Thoth a polite, if half-hearted, salute, when he noticed Samantha. "What's a civilian doing in here?" He barked, raising his taser directly at her face.
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Re: Starhopping: Life in the Interstellar Empire [Ep.1:Lockd

Postby orangedragonfire » Sun Aug 04, 2013 5:53 pm UTC

"Hmmm, I don't know. What are you doing here?", Miss Fortune said calmly, not even sparing the taser in front of her a glance, instead looking the officer directly in the eyes, "You did hear that we have a possible code GV, didn't you? All non-special military personnel not under the command of a special forces agent is effectively suspended until the situation is either resolved or war is declared, so as to not obstruct those agents. General Emergency Protocols, Chapter 16, Section 72b-d. Which means, gentlemen, that you are currently civilians. Unless you'd like to temporarily be under our command, of course - we are naturally special agents, and on a very important mission. Unfortunately, I can't show you my license, since I'd have to kill you if you saw my title. Or deliver you to PIFLA, but I think you'd prefer death. Anyway, enough chitchat, my partner and I have a station to save. I think you know the to the escape capsules which have been prepared for civilians like yourself."
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