Into the Black

In-Game Chat – Sol System

BakulaScott, Gorm, Knocker, Thagran, HaveGunWillTravel, ScruffyLooking, Deus, MacD, Lord_Kickass, Requiesce-in-Pace, Anonymous6, and M.Mollen are in the chat.

BakulaScott: Holy shit! Did you see that blast in Nova York?

Knocker: See it? I barely got under cover before the shockwave hit! Ruined a quest I was doing since the NPC died.

MacD: Yeah, there’s fire all over the capitol, now. What the hell happened?

M.Mollen: My sources tell me that it there was a coup staged by the nobles and the Emperor’s younger son.

Gorm: Shit. That’ll mess up quests and trade for weeks!

M.Mollen: Gets worse, I’m afraid. Seems it was players that actually did the deed at the palace.

Anonymous6: How bad is it?

M.Mollen: Emperor and Crown Prince confirmed dead, first princess also dead. Second and third princesses escaped the assassins, and the second Prince is trying to take over. Except the Second Princess is next in line, so you’re looking at civil war if he doesn’t just sit down to be executed.

ScruffyLooking: How were the players involved in this?

M.Mollen: Nobles figured out that players come back after dying, so they paid someone to turn off the defense grid, and then the players crashed a shuttle from orbit on top of the palace.

Requiesce-in-Pace: It was a wild ride.

HaveGunWillTravel: So, you did it?

Requiesce-in-Pace: Yes, I represent the Smoker’s Club. We’re the first guild in Terran Empire space, and we’re wetwork specialists. We did the palace hit, but not the others.

MacD: Fuck! Just got word from the locals, they’re looking to kick all ‘Nomads’ off Earth, at least until the crisis is over. But might turn into a permanent ban without permission from high up.

Lord_Kickass: Fuck that shit. I need to find that bitch that robbed me!

Deus: You got robbed? By a player?

Lord_Kickass: Bitch roofied me during a poker game! And she framed me for murder, too! I’m stuck in a military holding cell on the Moon!

Deus: How’d you get set up for murder? And why a military cell?

Lord_Kickass: I don’t know! She cheated at poker, and then said we could go upstairs and if I satisfied her she would give me back my stuff. Next thing I know, I’m naked, on top of a naked dead girl, and I got soldiers kicking in the door! Seems the stiff was a Major or something.

Lord_Kickass: And she stole everything from me! Even my clothes and my bracer! And I’d just gotten my ship fixed up and ready to fly!

MacD: How’d you get a ship so fast?

Lord_Kickass: Killed the guy who owned it when he drew on me.

M.Mollen: Sounds about like how I got my ship. I bought it from this blonde chick who was looking to unload a freighter with the godawful name of ‘Harlot’s Ruse’. So I bought it, renamed it, and now I’m doing cargo runs.

Lord_Kickass: THAT’S MY SHIP!

MacD: Not any more.

HaveGunWillTravel: Say, M.Mollen, you wouldn’t happen to be looking for crew, would you?

M.Mollen: Sure am. I got some business to take care of, and I’m kindof guarding a Princess right now, but send me a message in private and we’ll see.

Knocker: Princess?

M.Mollen: Yeah, seems that the Third Princess was giving a speech at the naval academy on the moon. She and her guards got jumped by traitors, but she managed to escape. They had to spring their trap out of turn, since a Navy Major was found dead underneath Lord_Kickass here. The Princess managed to get to the docks, and a bit of a gun battle later, she’s on my ship, and we blasted out of port.

MacD: That was you? Man, I saw the clips. Fancy flying there!

M.Mollen: What can I say? The Hotshot title’s not just for show.

Lord_Kickass: Listen, bastard! You better give me my ship back, or I’m going to report you! My brother works for NERV, he’ll get you permabanned!

M.Mollen: Child, stop right there before you embarrass yourself further. The devs already know, because they get to access all my logs since I’m an official streamer. But don’t worry, I already had the ship AI recycle all that crap you filled the captain’s quarters with, and replace it with something more functional.

Lord_Kickass: YOU RECYCLED MY LOVE PAD? I’LL KILL YOU!

MacD: HAHAHAHA!

Knocker: LOL!

Requiesce-in-Pace: You know, M.Mollen, you’ve got style. I promise that if we see a contract for you, we’ll at least give you fair warning, first.

M.Mollen: Thanks, kindly, RIP. You ever need a transport from A to B, feel free to call on the Starlight Raven. Reasonable rates for friends and business associates. And if we sometimes come toe to toe, well, that’s just business, yeah? Just know that my Raven is more than a pretty face.