1 A-Cred is to be spent on boosting and expanding police and law reform to reduce crime rate on Valeria.
[8] The expansion of the police force, as well as higher paying salaries and more bonuses to those killed on duty or in the line of fire boost morale and the recruitment rate, which, in turn, brings crime down ten percent(10%) over the next year.
"And, Achilles? Ensure that my men are off that damned supplement, will you?"
-Have the fleet prepare a course to render aid to General V-Money, with the Admiral going along personally. Once this meeting with the Chronicler is finished, of course.
-If personal regiments are a thing, have either that land regiment or fleet regiment (both are presently in production) pop immediately as a personal regiment. Either-or accompanies the original fleet to aid the General.
[1] They're on it, and they seem to enjoy it a little too much, popping more than the recommended dosage every now and then on breaks. [4] But, there really doesn't seem to be very many effects; a few fights, and...sterilization.
[10] You order a small recruitment drive, and are surprised to see the number of people who join, mostly young men and women looking for work who've been emboldened by your speech, and for a fee of one resource, you can arm them to be the same as any major regiment. They'll be a bit lacking in training, though, and not as good as any soldier that's seen a few things, but they'll do, right?
[6] After a moment of tracing, they find the message signal emitting from a system a half-Solseason away.
Start to look for a base/fleet/group which may support (legal) renegade mechanics and mercenaries. If one is found, travel there.
Alternatively, look for a system or planet (PC controlled?) which is accepting mercenaries into its army. No dictatorial ones.
[4] There's no bases in this area of space, unfortunately, as it seems to be on the outer ring, where one must have at least some credit before they can hear about places to fix up that not-so-legal ship or mech.
[?] You find a single planet, some desert, wasteland hellhole, a multi-raced democracy on the cusp of collapsing, under siege from a far larger force of another planet. The war is not doing good for the Democracy, only a few cities still standing under the onslaught.
Prime starts sending tracers throughout the interfeed, checking for further details on the presidential candidates, as well as the amount of backers each one has. The tracers are also to look for a set of viable mecha schematics for research purposes
Review all major production facilites and mines for any inefficiencies and errors.
[4] The Tracers find nothing of interest, the political information lacking, except for what you find on broadcasting reports, including one Mister Foster's great speech and Mister Magnus's sub-par speech.
[10] The factories are working well, taking from the mines and processing the ore into iron and Lokuim quickly, that further being processed into Synths of all sort, who head back to the mines and set to work. The entire process is smooth, stream-lined, and completely free of defects. [6] That is, until you notice a Synth who's work is far slower than the average, who takes power-off breaks quite a few times more than the others.
Try do determine where Regina Mays' followers would go if she backed out of the elections. Use legal means this time around.
[6] Regina Mays' followers, party-people and supporters, would most likely back the next pro-businessman who cares, namely Maxwell Hayes. [10] In fact, it seems that all of them would support Hayes, even Mays herself, if she was out of the race.
Contact Maxwell Hayes on the Interfeed
Get a gauge of who both the planetary governors and the influential non-voters in the party support in the elections.
[24] There's twenty-four planetary governors who follow your party to a fanatic or non-fanatic extent, depending on who you ask.
[21] Twenty one of those twenty four support Maxwell Hayes, while the other three, military-men to a fault, support Versen.
[?] You connect to him using the Inter-feed, noting in the back of your mind that Maxwell did invent and is most likely going to respond if called on it. You present your credentials to his secretary, who nods once. He's wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans combo, standing in front of a large blast furnace, when he finally answers.
"Hello there Supreme Premier of Nova Babylonya Syskon, how may I help you on this fine Defen-Aye-Two da- Wait, it's night now."Action: Tour and study Valeria, gauging it's exploitable resources and manpower, as well the primary sources of profit and competition here. Begin advertising and appearing on news shows to start to raise TLC's awareness among the population.
[6]For the most part, you get showed around the cities, especially Valeria City, done in Lokium and Steel in gleaming Voandrath style, with fluted columns lacking rivets, looking all the world molded from solid-steel. Buildings, each angle curved, devoid of any sharpness, yet still somehow showing off sleek lines sit between boulevards of green grass and tall trees. Large beacons set atop minarets jutting into the sky defiantly, flashing as Coms race to and fro through invisible Airways and Interfeeds. Sending out information, the most important sort of formation.[8] There's numerous minerals and metals in the crust, as benefiting a civilized planet, farms, factories and mines all function to produce the staples of the sector.
[2+2] The advertisements are a flop, and public opinion of your corp falls slowly. You appear on a few news shows, but most of the speakers and anchors seem to dislike you, despite your charm.
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