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[Happy Demon]

((Eh, kinda bored, so more pointless fluff. Specifically something strong and simple.))

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The Strong-arms and Goliaths.

The 2nd generation mutants had 9 types, one of them were the Strong-arms, these have slower healing, but greater physical strength and resilience, almost unaffected by blunt trauma. Strong-arms also favor strength, they often fight with the Ultra Werewolves, who they see as weak in both mind and body (they're not entirely wrong).
Strong-arms are able to leap great distances, and a well fit one weighs about a quarter of a ton.
Strong-arms have a more gray skin color, broad build, and patches of thick skin that looks more like rock than skin.
The Strong-arms survived the mass extinction, but found themselves at a disadvantage because guns were pretty much their only weakness, and now there were lots of them.

The 3rd generation mutants had 7 types, one of them were the Goliaths, they do not have the bullet weakness of their Strong-arm predecessors.
The Goliaths have almost no healing properties, but make up for it with bulletproof skin and incredible strength.
The Goliaths are 8 feet tall on average, and weighs 1 ton. The Goliath mutants are slow however, and if you attack their skin enough, it will start to crumble, decreasing it's resilience.
The Goliaths are dedicated to strength, it's the only thing they respect, and if you disagree, prepare for an a**kicking.
Goliaths are also capable of leaping incredible distances.
A Goliath's skin is grey, sometimes metallic, their skin is so thick that they can't feel anything through it, it can withstand the ocean floor's pressure and the vacuum of outer space (they do need air though).
They're also crap at piloting and precision with any ranged weaponry.

[WillowLuman]

((So if people want to do fluff it should go on this thread, right?))

[Playergamer]

((Well, you need an only sane man, don't you? He's relatively normal, yes, but I'm planning on tropifying him as time goes on.

As for water, there's underground water sources. Population centers are built on wells, pumps, etc.))

[_DivideByZero_]

((So if people want to do fluff it should go on this thread, right?))

((Fluff if it's unrelated to your post otherwise.))

((Well, you need an only sane man, don't you? He's relatively normal, yes, but I'm planning on tropifying him as time goes on.

As for water, there's underground water sources. Population centers are built on wells, pumps, etc.))

((Which is why I'm asking, because it doesn't seem likely to me that a desert planet would have easily accessible aquifers. Otherwise all it takes is one leak and you get a lake.))

[WillowLuman]

((Or geology that subsumes said water-bearing rock really deep.))

[Mr.Zero]

I hope you'll remember.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Character Name: Gideon
Origin: Alien humanoid
Bio: Gideon, the forgotten. A shadow of a world that once existed, simply vanished into thin air. A civilization which he believes is the salvation of all lesser species, now gone but their purpose handed over to him as the last remnant. This is his purpose, to uncover the truth and to liberate the weak. He remembers nothing from his past, carrying a pink bunny keychain and a black leather covered bible as his only belongings from when he woke up from a cryo pod that floated trough space, picked up by a ship performing a reconnaissance mission.
Specialties: CQ combat, Space/time manipulation, Zealous Persuader

[_DivideByZero_]

((I have updated the charsheets, fixed Froggy Ninja's character (I forgot to actually fill it in), and added Zero's and Playergamer's characters. Zero's character (and Froggy Ninja's) have a mana system, which I will get into when you actually get in the game.


If you wish to play now rather than wait for a mission, just say so. I think that from now on the Main Thread will have a limit of 6 active players.

Also, waiting on Ama. I'm a little busy at the moment writing the other roll.))

[Happy Demon]

((Eh, time for another one. Pointless fluff! Fluffy tail!!!))

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

The Beasts, the Mutant Kings, the Werecats, and the Relentless Werecats.

The Beasts were one of the 1st generation mutants, they grew up in the Freezing North Tundra, a place where the sun rarely shine, and it is very, very cold.
The Beasts have a more instinctual behavior, and physical strength is king. They've grown fur to keep them warm, their ears moved farther up to prevent heat loss through them, and they can consciously manage their internal temperature which makes them more resistant to hypothermia.
The Arctic North have easier access to metals such as silver and gold than any other place on P769-524-FF-67532-Gamma (Bob), so it's a very prosperous area, for those who survive.
Bandits were many in such a prosperous area, the rich had bodyguards and got richer and more powerful, the poor got poorer or killed, and eventually, the rich started owning the poor.

The 2nd generation had some selective breeding, and 2 types emerged. The rich and powerful Mutant Kings, and the poor and weak Werecats.
The Mutant Kings were strong, tough, and had great healing and regeneration capability, they surpassed the other mutants in almost every area, but they were also arrogant and less intelligent.
They were 9 feet tall, had bulletproof skin, weighed half a ton, were capable of running up to 80 km/h, had pointy ears, great manes of fur, golden or silver colored fur, had big eyes capable of seeing great distances, and their hands and feet had sharp claws.
The Mutant Kings bred the Werecats to be their slaves and playthings, to be weak and obedient, but in their arrogance, they didn't notice that the Werecats were bred to be good at everything the Mutant Kings weren't.
The Werecats are 5 foot on average, they're weak, but dexterous, they had short fur, so they couldn't survive outside for very long, but have advanced lungs allowing them to breathe air nobody else could.
They have feline ears atop their heads which can pick up even the faintest noise, their spine ends in a furred tail, helping balance and allowing more possibilities of body language, and their slit pupil eyes let them see in the dark.

The Werecats took their time, slowly but surely built their strength up, making secret enclaves, transmitting information through body language, and acquired information about the Mutant Kings' operations. The Mutant Kings treated the Werecats cruelly, but they never forgot, and they became fanatical in their devotion to their goal.
The Mutant Kings eventually found out and tried kill all the rebellious Werecats, but the Werecats were fanatical in their hatred, and they were much to numerous and intelligent to be so easily exterminated.
The war raged for 250 years, and the Werecats, no longer needing to be secretive, even began genetically engineering their soldiers, making them better fighters, but worse talkers.
The Mutant Kings however, managed to get their hands on the high tech guns from off world, and with this, they started winning decisively.
But some of the weapon shipments were intercepted by the Werecats, and they started turning the tide, until they were the ones winning.

By the time the 3rd generation emerged, the Beast mutants and the Mutant Kings were extinct.
The hatred continued to rage for some decades until it had completely faded away.
The soldiers, having been genetically engineered for combat, were classified as the Relentless Werecats of the 3rd generation.
The Relentless Werecats are pathetic when it comes to social interaction, combat is their specialty, and they're almost without fear.
Their body language is far more subdued than the one of their Werecat ancestors, they also lack the advanced lungs, they're also incredibly shy, and their fur is much more fluffy, to allow survival in the Freezing North Tundra.

The Werecats are nice, but has a hard time ever forgiving people that harm them.
The Quadra-B corporation is still hated by the Werecats because of the whole "exterminate the mutants" thing.

((I'm going to modify the other fluff pieces some time later, because the writing is kinda weird.))

[_DivideByZero_]

Port Newton, Northern Ridge, Askarian | 233d/3008AD | Von Hapsburg System

Askarian Shores
Snow (Low visibility. Actions toward distant objects incur a small penalty based on distance)
Freezing Wind (-1 to all actions when exposed)

"Orion. Stop. This is not even necessary, as I got my fun out of this, just give up and lemme get my pay."
Look for the bastard in the gears. Get a pipe or something in my hands.

[5] You find a pipe. Actually, it's a spare axle, from a box you found that contained other spare parts and several cans of lubricant.

You proceed to hunt down Orion, making sure to listen for any rustling or footsteps while checking every gear. Expecting more difficulty, you instead find him fairly close to where you left him, although with his neck contorted in a really painful-looking way.

Initiative:
[1] Hal
[5] Other

(4) vs [5] You hear the characteristic sound of a weapon's safety switching off.

...

Habitat Ship Gamma, Askarian Orbit | 233d/3008AD | Von Hapsburg System

Crash Site
Confusion (-1 to your first initiative roll)

Find a suit and slip it on. These dumbasses exploding should be pretty funny.

You put on one of the suits. Clunky, and thermally insulated, they provide meager protection from heat and pressure, but protection nonetheless.

[2] The shuttle airlock begins to depressurize. The police cross their fingers, while the charity workers bow their heads. The Guild official stands and watches much as you do.

Slowly, but surely, the high-pressure gas mixes in with the station's atmosphere. The circular door unscrews and pops out, allowing a mid-sized humanoid stingray creature in a pressure suit to emerge.

The police cheer. The charity workers rejoice. Eric Walker gives a thumbs up and approaches the creature, then talks to it.
"Alright, so explain to me what you guys breath..."
The creature responds in a raspy, low-pitched voice. Despite the bassy sound, it feels like the creature is incredibly small. Your brain is playing tricks on you.
"I figure the methane causes it."
"Methane breathers?"
"No, oxygen breathers. Methane is a byproduct."
"Ah I see, the rapid decompression heated the gas, igniting the..."
"You are correct."
"Alright. I deeply apologize for your loss... I will take responsibility for it, as does the Guild. This will not happen again."
"We do not take your apologies."
"Excuse me?"
"Take us to your leader."

The alien does not make a threat, it just seems particularly irritated over the whole ordeal. The request to talk to the Guild Hierarchs is justified.

...

Excelsior, Francia Orbit | 235d/3008AD | Von Hapsburg System

Crowded Spacecraft
Heavy Chatter (-1 Intellect, +2 Stealth)

Eh, no reason to care, it's the rebels who will try and stop me. I can just kill them.
This ship needs as much pirate deterrence as it can, so I'm sure the captain will let us stay for the trip.

Stay on the ship.

[6/1] The unrest dies down for a moment. Eventually, everyone settles in for a nice, short flight to Burgundy Spaceport. Through a virtual viewport (a holographic viewscreen on the wall), you see a cluster of grav-rings interspersed with freefall modules, docking clamps, boarding tubes, and a single space elevator that curves slightly due to some esoteric aspect of physics, leading to the groundside colony.

Two rebel starships, the Insignia and the Retribution, languish in the dockyard, secured by tethers. The ships were previously named something else, with an 'FNS' prefix to boot, but the previous names have since been crossed out with silvery paint that does not quite match the shade of the rest of the hull.

Looking down is nauseating. In Lunosynchronous orbit, there is no gravity, and the stars hold place silently, as do George and Francia in the skyline. The only motion not manmade is the subtle flow of George's clouds, as well as the slight movement of the bright dots along the planet's equatorial plane: Britannia, Hispania, Romania, and Germania.

You may hang out in the local amenities. Bars, gambling houses, convenience and luxury stores, film theaters, libraries, datanet cafe's...
Alternatively, you can simply go down to the surface. The Georgian Stars are cold, barren rocks, powered by nothing but the atom. Francia is the largest of the moons, and it boasts a liquid mantle as well, but geothermal energy is actually more expensive here deep inside George's gravity well.

Burgundy is a sprawling metropolis, buzzing with activity beneath the surface. Its upper layers are ablaze with flaring smokestacks and radiator fixtures, contributing to the thin atmosphere of smog that has formed over the world. Occasionally it even rains acids and other noxious materials that condense above the skies.

[Gamerlord]

Follow along; this looks like it could be amusing.

[SaberToothTiger]

"...Shit. Identify yourself!"
Get behind cover.

[Happy Demon]

((Lunosynchronous orbit? Isn't that just geostationary orbit around a lunar mass?))

Ok, I need to get to the academy, but I need to deal with the security first.

Get the spear into my hand (if anyone asks, say it's to prevent accidental stabbing), try to disembark the Excelsior, and find means of getting to the academy.

[WillowLuman]

(As threatened, Rtalis fluff:)

Spoiler: Rtalis space and culture (click to show/hide)

The Rtalis are relative newcomers to the galactic scene, having only been active in interstellar space for around two centuries of human time. Fortunately for them, the numerous planets of their home system allowed them to establish a good resource base fairly quickly, and they had begun claiming nearby systems when they encountered the (then) edge of of the worldgate network.

Rtalis space, in the sense of their territory around their home system, is relatively isolated and quite far from earthling space, though they do have a few neighbors. As with many empires, though, they have outposts and colonies quite spatially distant from their home space due to the worldgates, but all their largest population centers remain located in said home space and they have very few large presences near human space. Their colonization efforts are somewhat hindered by the rarity of large bodies of water on most planets, and thus having to synthesize or import (difficult due to water's density and inability to be compressed) large quantities of it.

As already mentioned, the Rtalis have a love of exploration and discovery deeply ingrained in their culture. However, in addition to motivating scientific inquiry, seeking the unknown, and planting the flag (so to speak), it has a subtler effect. At numerous points in their history, Rtalis nations have found relief from political dissent in new frontiers, from numerous places on dry land to the basal trenches to the great freshwater lakes. Space, being effectively infinite, has proved the ultimate frontier "safety valve," and Rtalis unhappy in their current situation will usually just set off on their own adventure. At some level, their government realizes the implications, and will happily subsidize these "expeditions." This usually prevents resentment from building up and results in their various colonies and outposts being, if not loyal, at least on amicable terms with their parental faction and each other.

Spoiler: The Academy and scientific practice (click to show/hide)

Perhaps the most influential and respected faction in Rtalis society is the Imperial Academy (as it would be called in translation), the organization charged with organizing, facilitating, and recording their scientific pursuits, though they often encourage (or enforce) interplanetary law, particularly the requirement of government-subsidized travelers to report their findings and contact alien scientific bodies. Most individual researches or adventurers travel around in smaller vessels (or hitch rides from aliens), but if a larger Rtalis ship is seen, then chances are the Academy either runs it or funded it.

When encountering alien scientific entities, the Academy (as a matter of course) offers what has come to be known as the "Rmalos deal" to incentivize cooperation and exchange of information: a 1-to-1 exchange of live specimens of their species, the Rtalis subjects often being low-ranking Academy volunteers (and "volunteers") or (occasionally) criminals.

Spoiler: Spacecraft and Biology (click to show/hide)

Being water-filled, Rtalis ships are quite a bit denser than most other ships of similar size, and are subject to a number of problems that most races don't have to deal with. The density, for instance, gives their ships increased inertia, making acceleration and deceleration more difficult. Water is expensive to move to orbit in the bulk required, and so they often seek ice from asteroids or comets to harvest. They prefer space elevators whenever possible, but when necessary to use launch craft, they use either gas-filled or evacuated shuttles with personnel in small water tanks to save weight. Though the levels vary, Rtalis waters are usually at least somewhat saline, requiring serious workarounds for electronics, though they know quite a few as they have been developing electronics for far longer than they have had spacecraft.

However, they do have some advantages. The brackish-water-filled interiors of their ships naturally shield radiation very well. Adapted as they are to a completely aquatic lifestyle, Rtalis face almost no physiological problems from extended periods of microgravity, and are able to withstand quite a range of pressure. As such, their ships require no artificial centrifugal gravity, though larger ships may have small rotating modules for alien guests (or specimens). Those aboard orient themselves using visual cues built into the walls.

Rtalis are somewhat squishy. In lieu of hard bones, their bodies are supported by tough, springy bundles of fibrous protein, similar to keratin. With some acclimatization, they can easily survive deep-sea pressures, but without buoyancy the fibers are not enough to protect their muscles and organs from strain. Their mouths and gullets are lined with small, chitin-coated fibrous structures for slicing and grinding food, though they can absorb some nutrition through their gills and skin (which is how they consume alien beverages).

Like most life on their planet, Rtalis do not have differentiated sexes. Reproduction requires only 2 individuals, creating 1-3 embryonic polyps which either individual may choose to carry around (or store and grow in a safe place, as technology allows). Family sizes vary by culture/locale, though the culture which instituted the global government (which became the Imperial government) is, in some ways, highly individualistic and prefers small family units (which often organize themselves into larger clans in the longer-settled areas).

Spoiler: Military (click to show/hide)

Related to (and closely intertwined with) the Imperial Academy is the central military, often called the Navy, who protect the Rtalis home space and (occasionally) their interests further out. Most large ships carry both scientists and soldiers, in various proportions. While dedicated warships do exist (though still carrying scientists, as spaceships in general do), most of them remain within Rtalis home space, with some patrolling wider worldgate routes to assist with anti-piracy measures.

As with their scientists and explorers, Rtalis soldiers are highly enthusiastic, to the point of "guts-n-glory" at times. Aside from fighting pirates, though, they don't see much action outside the simulator other than drills, exercises, and the occasional peace-keeping operation. (As most entities probably do,) the Rtalis avoid antagonizing other space-faring entities, and in the event of an inter-entity incident will assert that the offending Rtalis party acted individually, which would most likely be true.

Due to environmental constraints, Rtalis can hardly be said to have infantry, fighting almost entirely mechanized combat. Individual soldiers operate small, heavily armed and armored personal vehicles, akin to miniature tanks or mech suits. Fighting outside a machine of some kind usually only happens in the rare event of a Rtalis ship being boarded. For ship-to-ship weaponry, they rely on imported and reverse-engineered alien weapons, though the have been researching their own ways to improve. Before spreading into Space, sonic weapons were the staple of their warfare, and even today Rtalis sonic weapons remain among the best there are.

Aside from their somewhat lacking weapons technology, though, their military has considerable numbers and resources. They have worldgates between the various systems of their homespace, but only a single gate into the entire constellation: without worldgates, their nearest neighbor would have to cross several light-years of interstellar space to reach them.

[_DivideByZero_]

(As threatened, Rtalis fluff:)

Spoiler: Rtalis space and culture (click to show/hide)

The Rtalis are relative newcomers to the galactic scene, having only been active in interstellar space for around two centuries of human time. Fortunately for them, the numerous planets of their home system allowed them to establish a good resource base fairly quickly, and they had begun claiming nearby systems when they encountered the (then) edge of of the worldgate network.

Rtalis space, in the sense of their territory around their home system, is relatively isolated and quite far from earthling space, though they do have a few neighbors. As with many empires, though, they have outposts and colonies quite spatially distant from their home space due to the worldgates, but all their largest population centers remain located in said home space and they have very few large presences near human space. Their colonization efforts are somewhat hindered by the rarity of large bodies of water on most planets, and thus having to synthesize or import (difficult due to water's density and inability to be compressed) large quantities of it.

As already mentioned, the Rtalis have a love of exploration and discovery deeply ingrained in their culture. However, in addition to motivating scientific inquiry, seeking the unknown, and planting the flag (so to speak), it has a subtler effect. At numerous points in their history, Rtalis nations have found relief from political dissent in new frontiers, from numerous places on dry land to the basal trenches to the great freshwater lakes. Space, being effectively infinite, has proved the ultimate frontier "safety valve," and Rtalis unhappy in their current situation will usually just set off on their own adventure. At some level, their government realizes the implications, and will happily subsidize these "expeditions." This usually prevents resentment from building up and results in their various colonies and outposts being, if not loyal, at least on amicable terms with their parental faction and each other.

Spoiler: The Academy and scientific practice (click to show/hide)

Perhaps the most influential and respected faction in Rtalis society is the Imperial Academy (as it would be called in translation), the organization charged with organizing, facilitating, and recording their scientific pursuits, though they often encourage (or enforce) interplanetary law, particularly the requirement of government-subsidized travelers to report their findings and contact alien scientific bodies. Most individual researches or adventurers travel around in smaller vessels (or hitch rides from aliens), but if a larger Rtalis ship is seen, then chances are the Academy either runs it or funded it.

When encountering alien scientific entities, the Academy (as a matter of course) offers what has come to be known as the "Rmalos deal" to incentivize cooperation and exchange of information: a 1-to-1 exchange of live specimens of their species, the Rtalis subjects often being low-ranking Academy volunteers (and "volunteers") or (occasionally) criminals.

Spoiler: Spacecraft and Biology (click to show/hide)

Being water-filled, Rtalis ships are quite a bit denser than most other ships of similar size, and are subject to a number of problems that most races don't have to deal with. The density, for instance, gives their ships increased inertia, making acceleration and deceleration more difficult. Water is expensive to move to orbit in the bulk required, and so they often seek ice from asteroids or comets to harvest. They prefer space elevators whenever possible, but when necessary to use launch craft, they use either gas-filled or evacuated shuttles with personnel in small water tanks to save weight. Though the levels vary, Rtalis waters are usually at least somewhat saline, requiring serious workarounds for electronics, though they know quite a few as they have been developing electronics for far longer than they have had spacecraft.

However, they do have some advantages. The brackish-water-filled interiors of their ships naturally shield radiation very well. Adapted as they are to a completely aquatic lifestyle, Rtalis face almost no physiological problems from extended periods of microgravity, and are able to withstand quite a range of pressure. As such, their ships require no artificial centrifugal gravity, though larger ships may have small rotating modules for alien guests (or specimens). Those aboard orient themselves using visual cues built into the walls.

Rtalis are somewhat squishy. In lieu of hard bones, their bodies are supported by tough, springy bundles of fibrous protein, similar to keratin. With some acclimatization, they can easily survive deep-sea pressures, but without buoyancy the fibers are not enough to protect their muscles and organs from strain. Their mouths and gullets are lined with small, chitin-coated fibrous structures for slicing and grinding food, though they can absorb some nutrition through their gills and skin (which is how they consume alien beverages).

Like most life on their planet, Rtalis do not have differentiated sexes. Reproduction requires only 2 individuals, creating 1-3 embryonic polyps which either individual may choose to carry around (or store and grow in a safe place, as technology allows). Family sizes vary by culture/locale, though the culture which instituted the global government (which became the Imperial government) is, in some ways, highly individualistic and prefers small family units (which often organize themselves into larger clans in the longer-settled areas).

Spoiler: Military (click to show/hide)

Related to (and closely intertwined with) the Imperial Academy is the central military, often called the Navy, who protect the Rtalis home space and (occasionally) their interests further out. Most large ships carry both scientists and soldiers, in various proportions. While dedicated warships do exist (though still carrying scientists, as spaceships in general do), most of them remain within Rtalis home space, with some patrolling wider worldgate routes to assist with anti-piracy measures.

As with their scientists and explorers, Rtalis soldiers are highly enthusiastic, to the point of "guts-n-glory" at times. Aside from fighting pirates, though, they don't see much action outside the simulator other than drills, exercises, and the occasional peace-keeping operation. (As most entities probably do,) the Rtalis avoid antagonizing other space-faring entities, and in the event of an inter-entity incident will assert that the offending Rtalis party acted individually, which would most likely be true.

Due to environmental constraints, Rtalis can hardly be said to have infantry, fighting almost entirely mechanized combat. Individual soldiers operate small, heavily armed and armored personal vehicles, akin to miniature tanks or mech suits. Fighting outside a machine of some kind usually only happens in the rare event of a Rtalis ship being boarded. For ship-to-ship weaponry, they rely on imported and reverse-engineered alien weapons, though the have been researching their own ways to improve. Before spreading into Space, sonic weapons were the staple of their warfare, and even today Rtalis sonic weapons remain among the best there are.

Aside from their somewhat lacking weapons technology, though, their military has considerable numbers and resources. They have worldgates between the various systems of their homespace, but only a single gate into the entire constellation: without worldgates, their nearest neighbor would have to cross several light-years of interstellar space to reach them.

Hmm, a few thoughts on the craft being water filled:

• The habitat section is probably filled, but I don't see a reason to put water in a place where nobody is supposed to go, like inside a gearbox or something, unless the water is also used for propellant. If the ship is a thick outer hull around a pressurized space, it would make more sense to fill gaps with an inert gas.

Of course, if they do use water as propellant, or at least break it down right away into hydrogen and oxygen (using hydrogen as better propellant), then it would be a good idea to keep your habitats inside your fuel tanks, so to speak, as long as you can manage heat flow.
However, I do see having water-filled tubes as extremely advantageous, biologically speaking. They'd be an extreme pain to board as well.

• I'd expect their ships to be more maneuverable, honestly, since the water is more likely to absorb G forces than air. Also, unless the habitat section is a considerable fraction of the fuel tank volume, it would only be marginally more massive than a gas breather vessel. It could be, though, depending on what the ship's purpose is.
• If the ships hare heavier and denser, they'd have bigger fuel costs and wouldn't be able to land if they are also atmospheric. This is mostly relevant to shuttles and spaceplanes and other small craft.

I do like the lore, though. I'm not sure how sonic weapons would work, but considering we have plasma bolts and I have no idea how that would work, it would be hypocritical to not let it happen. I'd try to figure out some technobabble means of operation though, if only so I can have an ingredient list in case a character tries to craft one.

((Lunosynchronous orbit? Isn't that just geostationary orbit around a lunar mass?))

((Actually it's wrong--it should be a stationary orbit, a synchronous orbit with inclination zero. Major trade ports and space elevators would be located at the equator to facilitate this.

Also, I suppose the correct term would be Fracostationary orbit, like how Areostationary orbit = Mars.))

[Ama]

(Sorry, I have been to busy to post.)

Might as well pity the poor guy since he is going to lose his job.

"Greetings good sir, might I ask what this SpaceInc company is?"

Begin discussing with the guy about SpaceInc , while relising some spores to make the employee more open to manipulation.