Have a merc sneak up from behind, knock him unconscious. Check if he's the guy.
"None at all. It's you."
[1] The merc tackles the man from behind, braining him on the pavement and knocking him unconscious. [7] That's when you realize that old-looking, jagged scar marking the man's face is real, and then you notice several other features that are completely off.
[5] Luckily, no Sec officers show up.
Accept the job and ask.
"Do you have any details on the kind of defenses I will be facing?"
[8]
"There's a federal fleet in system, but the security forces are weak synths. You just need to get in and out before they can hit you hard, in my view."[9] He however, waits a moment, before drawing out a shiny-blue painted rifle, throwing it to your feet.
[9] It's followed by a few large batteries, nine in fact, before the man explains,
"Eee Emm Pee rifle. Nine shots. Use it well.""I need to see the President."
After the meeting with president...
4M92 is to be indiscriminately bombed. Military installations are to be wiped out by sheer volume of fire to compensate for accuracy.
Gather detailed info on the colonized planets of Oberon - their physical parameters (size, climate, resources) and colonial status ( who rules, population, estimates on economy and strength)
Pegasus program to discover alternative FTL communcations is to be restarted.
Hayes meets you via Interfeed, a pale blue bunkroom behind him, and he's sitting on a wide, messy bed.
"How many I help you?"[1] The bombs miss, all of them, instead striking the civilians farms, villages and houses, bringing the death toll up to the tens of thousands in one day.
[5] A fleet, with a heavy, titan-class dreadnought leading the vanguard emerges from D:13, hovering on the otherside of the planet, markings reading, quite simply,
Garocony Empire: Atlas[6] Planets are in the Oberon System.
[Resources][Fertility][Atmosphere][Parcels][Population; higher = more]
[3][2][6][4][1] A planet with a middling amount of metals in it's thin, cracked surface, which is covered by volcanic scree. It has a thick oxygen atmosphere and is quite large for it's size(4 Parcels). There's only a small mining colony inhabiting this volcanic land. New Rhea
[1][3][5][2][3] A resource-less, temperate world with a terraformed atmosphere. It's small for it's size, and has a population that is mostly rural, organized into city-states, all allied with each other. Lei-Zu
[3][4][6][1][6] A small planet with a middling amount of resources with lush jungles strewn about it. It's atmosphere is too dense, creating a large mass which crushes anybody stepping outside with a body-suit of some form. It has a number of massive cities, spires rising out of the fog. Yavanna
[5][4][1][2][4] The mass of iron within this small planet gives it's surface a reddish-orange stain, boulders and scree scattered over the temperate desert surface. The atmosphere is toxic, impossible to breath under any circumstances. A number of biodomes dot the surface. Melian
[~][~][~][~][~] Valeria.
[5][1][6][5][4] This planet is a twin of Melian, in terms of being stained red with rust, otherwise it's a large planet. A rocky wasteland, scattered meteor showers having etched massive craters in the thick crust. It's atmosphere is heavy, and seems to be oxygen at first glance, but in fact is highly toxic. A number of colonies have been built in the craters, biodomes glimmering in the light. Sally Ride
[4][2][4][4][5] With a normal number of ores, veins, mines and resources, this rocky planet lingers on the edge of the system. It has an atmosphere of oxygen, with a few heavy chemicals, but not enough to cause health issues. A few large cities poke out of the stone.
((Fuck you, okay? I'll do the gov-rolls on a case by case basis. Check out the pop thingy, if you want to see how much military they might have.))
[7][6] Work progresses on the Pegasus project picks up after increased security, the scientists seem to have been showing off before, since the number of explosions that happened from before the update now are near zero.
The resumed work on the project is ignored, for now.
"A competent administration is taking care of things for me on my home planet, so I decided to take some time to take care of my post as Minister here in the capital. If I may ask, who are you?"
He places a hand on his suited chest, rolling his eyes.
"I am Junior under-minister of the Entertainment industry. Former actor on the Interfeed...the person who actually does all the work around this dump!" he finishes with a slicking back of greasy hair.
Do Stuff.
[1][1][5] As Emm returns to the underground, he sets to work trying to break through a wall where he hears plaintive, mewling cries from. After daylight draws into the room, a wild Desert-Cow charges through, smashing into his arm, snapping it at the shoulder with a sickening crack.
[10] Avens grabs up a sharpened piece of rebar, smashing the point into the cow as it marks to charge at Kaylee.
[5] Kaylee herself stumbles back, bonking her head lightly on a bit of rubble, but otherwise not doing any harm.
Upon hearing that the Hiveship is safe, Markactl relaxes somewhat.
"Irrelevant, not contraband being- hearing President, to be surviving Hiveship."
"Federal ships to be identifying self when firing upon hostile aliens, General. Firing on we mech, not identifiying self."
"Third Law saying not to be mating. Never saying to be killing."
"Sounding like having lack of legal means to be fining I, killing I. Being case, attempting arrest suspected rebel, turning out Federal pilot? Maybe fine 1 aCredit, imprisonment. Great apologies for misunderstanding."
[8] Versen makes to speak, before Hayes raises a single hand.
"1.5 Acredit. Search of all ships for contraband or the Consumption plague, then you're free to go. No human died so therefore, it'd be a good thing to end this quickly, Mark, don't you agree?"
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