I hope this is ok to post here, but I thought it woudl be OK as it's something that the original RP posted in this thread inspired.
Word of unusual Outcast activity around the Hispania wreckage has traveled throughout the border worlds to the ears of a great many. Commander Dark was docking his new Yacht with freeport 9 to get some supplies and refuel his vessel, as he was walking across the loading ramp into Freeport 9 he saw a group of bounty hunters heading towards their moore point where Dark had seen a small bounty hunter destroyer moored when he was approching the station. The bounty hunters were talking and laughing amongst themselves.
Bounty Hunter 1: "Psh.. What could possibly interest them in that artifact?"
Bounty Hunter 2: "Holding onto their cursed past?"
Bounty Hunter 3: "Haha, it's too bad the Hispania didn't get sucked into the gravitational forces of a sun!"
Bounty Hunter 2: "Then we'd be outa work! Haha!"
Bounty Hunter 1: "We could always have alitle fun..."
That's all commander Dark could hear as the bounty hunters turned downt he hall that lead to their ship. Dark went into the bar to have a drink while his crew prepared to the ship, and it perked his interest since the bounty hunters where talking about the Hispania, so he walked up to the barkeep to ask a few questions.
Dark: Hey there, I'll take a pale ale.
Barkeep: One pale ale comin' up!
Dark: So I heard some guys talking about the Hispania on the way to their ships.. know anything?
*Dark throws the credit chip for his drink onto the bar*
Barkeep: Rumor has it from some of the Zoner fregither pilots that the Outcasts are spending alot of time around the Hispania, noone knows what for.. yet.
Dark: Really? I wonder what they are trying to do with it...
Barkeep: They could just be showing their youth their roots.. they tend to do that from now and again.. for drugattics they do have quite the sense of their past.
Dark: Haha, it is kinda odd... I guess that's what happens when your "Happily doped up" 24/7
Barkeep: Haha!
Dark: Thanks for the info.
*Dark tosses another credit chip on the counter with significantly more value*
Barkeep: Anytime *chuckles*
Dark headed back to his ship with a slight buzz from his drink. Spotted a smalll stand in the aisle of the station where he purchased a bottle of synthetic marijuana, oh what he would give to be back home on Crete and dip into his families secret biodome of real marijuana hidden under his families estate. Finally getting back to his Yacht he gathered his crew together and told them they needed to hurry up and finish the loading as they were heading for Omicron Alpha.
Corsair Crewman #1: But Sir it's a Yacht, what do you expect to accomplish with it? If one of their capital ships locates us we are toast..
Dark: Trust me on this one, get the ship ready, and make sure we have a full compliment of missiles and chaingun rounds.
Corsair Crewman #: Yes Sir!
Roughly an hour later after the ship was done with preparations the Yacht departed and set its course for the Omicron Alpha jumphole. A small patrol of bounty hunters was passing by the yacht and commed it, not bothering to scan it.. Dark had his comms officer take the communique and told them it was a luxury liner heading to Alpha for sight seeing, the hunters warned that they should enter first.. Dark obliged the bounty hunters, not eager to destroy any outcasts on this outing.. After jumping through the bounty hunters and outcasts were going at it to the point where the Outcasts ignored the liner, which set it's course for the wreckage of the Hispania.
Upon arriving at the debris field of the Hispania a small fleet of bounty hutners was spotted.. one Destroyer and about 15 fighters combating a patrol of Outcasts tasked to defend and oversee the Hispania with the Outcasts renewed interest in the ship. The outcasts were being dropped like flies. Dark commed the bounty hunter destroyer and said he would "hold" the outcasts for them, preventing them from tractoring their escape pods for their bounties and tractored them himself and quickly turned the missile turrets ont he fighters and the chaingunner crews to fire on the destroyer annihilating the small fleet with the surprise attack, just before they managed to turn their weapons on the remains of the Hispania. The remaining outcast fighters fled in the direction of Malta not knowing what to do. Dark took what peaceful time he had and went onto the ship to see what was going on, if anything. Entering through the section damaged by the sabotage that originally trapped their people on the border worlds of Sirius he was wandering the ship, he headed to the bridge which was un-remarkebly empty.. stripped hundreds of years ago, same as the engineering section of the ship. Dark walked down the halls of the CryoTubes and one specificly cought his eye, it was open, and contained almost no dust from the debris, which meant it was opened recently.. He read the plaque that bore the name of the passenger on it revealing the name "Alexander Pryde". Thinking to himself "Could the outcast ace Kristina Pryde be planning something with this sleeper ship?" interupted mid-tought by his comms officer aboard is yacht "Sir, we have an Outcast Huegenot approaching, it's at 9 Kilometers now, we need to get out of here!" Dark thought then responded, "Roger, I'll be right out." Initiating his small jetpack and thinking to himself as he flew to his yacht and boarded, "I wonder if my families name is on one of those cryotubes.." upon boarding his Yacht Dark ordered a course set for Malta and a passenger pod prepared for the outcasts brought aboard. Dark went to the bar area where the outcast passengers were allowed to stay for the brief trip.
"Greetings Outcasts," Dark said, "I am Commander Dark Oddity of the Corsairs." as he said this the 19 outcasts in the bar started whispering to eachother." luckily Dark had their firearms removed from their person or he would likely be dead, full of blaster fire. "As you all probrably know the Bounty Hunters set out to destroy the Hispania due to your renewed interest in the ship, I over heard their plans on the freeport 9 landing bay and brought my Yacht out here to see if it was true." Dark told them, "I am returning you to your home, this one time I see you as my allies, we defended the Hispania together, our past. For this you will be returned home." the Outcasts whispered amongst eachother alitle more and Dark interupted, "Follow my CO, Chris, to the cargo bay, we have a large "Luxury" escape pod courtesy of the makers of this ship prepared for you, we will drop you off infront of Malta where whatever vessels there can pick you up." with that Dark left and headed for the bridge to finalise the plans and prepare a course to exit the system.
Thats pretty good, stupid Bounty Hunters, Think ill log on and kill some :crazy:, since you visited the work site, Mind lending some cash to help fund reconstruction.... :nyam:
Alignment:The Outcasts Status: Retired Personal Bio Click here Current Ships:The BlackPearl Base Of Operations:Pryde Villa, Planet Malta
"The middle trade lane in sector 4F in New York" said Spider Jochen. "You do understand that this information is classified, and you WILL have to pay" he said.
The Outcast looked over. He took a pack of cardamine out of his pocket, and gave some to Jochen. "We agreed on more" growled Jochen.
"What about this, I can also give you some interesting information" the Outcast added.
Jochen thought about it a little. "Go on" he said.
"You know the Outcast hanging around here all the time, Kristina Pryde?"
"I might have heard of her"
"Well she and her squad seem to be examing the Hispania for a long time now. And they have organised a plan to reconstruct it, for 16 billion credits" the Outcast said.
"16 billion credits? The Corsairs can strike the Outcast faction with a huge fleet, out numbering you even with your allies, by a good number, and their going to try to waste 16 billion credits, on that?"
"Well, most of us would think that we should discover our past" replied the Outcast, flicking his wrist to add some Cardamine.
"I hope the OUtcasts aren't going to get us into this, this is their home, not ours"
"And actually, I heard that a corsair was visiting the wreck today. So maybe, the corsairs might lay off the war and help us rebuild the Sleeper ship."
"Fool, the Corsairs are going to kill all of you, just for that sleeper ship. I just don't understand why you need this Sleeper ship. I bet any capital ship will be able to destroy it. And waste 16 billion credits, just to see a piece of junk fly is not worth it" said the Lane Hacker Jochen, before getting a drink at the bartender.
@Spider, I love it, I hope more of this "On the sides" stuff keeps sprouting from "rumors" of the reconstruction effort of the outcasts. :)
Continuation of RP:
Commander Dark arrived back at Planet Crete on his Yacht landing it just south of his families estate. "I need to speak with the Elders, immediately." Dark said to his right hand woman, Renee, "Ok, I'll send a request for a meeting immediately." She replied. Dark headed to his suite in the estate to get some rest and relaxation. Three hours after Dark had finally fallen asleep, granted it was still the middle of the day, his sleep was interupted. "Elder Jefferson is on the comms for you." Renee told him, "Ok I'll take it in here, thank you." Dark replied. "Sorry to wake you Commander," Elder Jefferson spoke, "I heard you are seeking the counsel of the Elders, may I ask why?" Dark replied, "Yes Elder, some information I stumbled upon on Freeport 9 when I overheard some bounty hunters, apparently the Outcasts have renewed interest in the Hispania," Dark tried to continue but Elder Jefferson cut him off. "What about this relic could the Elders possibly have an interest in? I feel you are wasting our time with this Commander." Dark hastilly retorted to avoid getting the comms channel cut off, "Sir! I believe they are trying to reconstruct the ancient sleeper ship." the Elder responded, "They are what? I'll arrange your meeting, but this better be good. Jefferson out." with that the communication ended. "Here we go!" Dark thought as he jumped into the shower to prepare for a flight to the northern hemisphere of the planet. An hour later his private comms device blared to life with the voice of a young woman, undoubtably an aid to Elder Jefferson, she informed Dark that his request for a meeting was granted and would be started in an hour. With this news he commed his workers in the garage to prep his Viper fighter for immediate flight. Ten minutes passed before he got to his garage turned into make shift hangar bay and boarded his fighter, in that ten minutes he managed to grab a drink and a small bite to eat. Dark came into communications range of the massive structure, a thousand meters in diameter and about fifteen hundred meters tall, the structure had several small landing areas for fighter craft all over it for those who had meetings, celebrations and even court hearings with the Elders. "Ship ID Received DO-962-8, welcome to the Hall of the Elders, proceed to landing bay 8 and prepare for armed escort to your meeting with the Elders." an automated voice said over the comms. Dark obliged thinking, "When am I going to be considered important enough to the Corsairs that they trust me enough not to keep armed escorts on me in the Hall of the Elders.." Shortly after landing the armed escorts arrived and escorted him to the meeting chamber which was only a short walk down the hall once the entered the building.
"Greetings Commander," Elder Jefferson spoke, "Please have a seat." The second elder in the room spoke afterwards, "We understand you believe the Outcasts are starting a project to resurect the Hispania, so to speak." He continued, "You do understand that this could mean alot to our people, correct?" Dark responded, "I do, but I also understand the tensions that could be caused if we force ourselves upon the project." Elder Jefferson asked, "Could you please tell brief us on the events that have happened so far?" The Commander eagerly replied telling the elders in the room about the events and actions taken by all parties. Shortly afterward the third Elder spoke, "That is proposterous, the bounty hunters tried to destroy the only true relic of our past!? Something has to be done about this, I am going to order major strikes on all the known bounty hunter bases of operation." With this the third elder stormed out of the room to accomplish the tasks he set before himself. The elders dismissed the commander to the company of his armed escorts in the hallway while they deliberated amongst themselves. Roughly thirty minutes later Dark was looking through the windows of the building and saw one of the massive Osiris battleships engage it's cruise engines and set a vector for Omicron Theta, at that time he knew that battleship was going to cause quite a ruckus for the Bounty Hunters Guild, a very well deserved ruckus. A few minutes later he was summoned back into the meeting chamber and seated. "Commander," the fourth Elder spoke, which Dark just noticed, was a High Elder, "we have decided you are to investigate this matter more, we want solid proof and your ideas on what we should do with this situation, and if possible information on the goals for the resurected sleeper ship. You are dismissed." the Elders rose and left the room, at this time Dark headed back to his fighter.. he had been given an objective by a High Elder, this was his chance to prove himself to be the Corsair he is. Commander Dark headed to his fighter to embark on his new mission.
The Holo Room, was quiet, and Dark, accept for the Image of a ship, It was slowly rotating on an axes. It was the original design blueprints that where put in the Hispania's Mainframe, Salvaged by the Outcasts when they Came to Sirrus.
Kristy was Furiously typeing on a computer, working out mathmatical equations. The Door of the Room slide open, and Miguel, jose Pedro and Bernard all walked in.
" Hope where not interupting anything " Jose said as they walked up to the hologram. " The hispania eh, she looks alot better there than she does out there. " Everyone smiled, accept for Kristy, she was to busy working out problems. Bernard walked up and waved his hand in front of her face, " Hello, Malta to Kristy, come in " , there was a pause as she continued to stare at the screen, then quietly, " Very funny "
Pedro laughed, " Come on, whats up, Youve been gathering Money from all over the place, you even had the Liberty Rogues steal a Construction Hauler from the DSE, and had it brought here, what are you planning to do with this wreck? "
She looked up at hologram, " Have any of you heard of the Jump point theory? " They all looked at each other puzzled, " Jump point theory, what in the hell is that? " Miguel asked. " Its the Theory that a ship, with enough energy, and Mass, could produce, In theory a jump point, kinda like a jumphole, only Man made, and that this jump point could lead you anywhere in a matter of days instead of Months, Think about it, to travel to New York, from Omicron Alpha in a few Days, and form a jump point anywhere in the system. "
Nightfall leaned against the holo emitter, " It sounds great and all, but what does it have to do with the Hispania? " Kristy stood up, and walked over to a book case, " Its well documented that, after the other sleepers arrived in sirrus, they where broken down to provide, Ships, and materials to start Colonies, There Fusion Reactors where turned into massive generators to power, construction yards, Homes, and buisnesses, things of that nature, now to the colonists this fact fadded into the history Books, But what was different about the Hispania? "
They all contemplated for a moment then Night spoke up, " She was never converted by her colonists, she was abandoned, But wasn't most of her vital equipment salvaged? " She smiled than sat down at the computer, " most was, Hull paneling, Wireing, Decking, and Even its two Auxilary Reactors where taken out, but the Mains still in there. " She punched up a diagram of the Wreck, and low an behold it was still there, a mess but still present.
" Alliance forces where, seriously considering useing Jumppoints to travel to Sirrus, instead of Mass Warp, The Idea being that they could Take all the Alliance Forces to Sirrus, leaving the Coalition to there own devices, But it was deamed to unstable, and the more reliable Warp was used, From the Mainframes the salvager found, I was able to piece together the theory, and it seems pretty straight forward, do it right and you open a jump point, calabrate it wrong and you could open a black hole..."
Pedro smiled, " I can see why they thought it was unstable...hehehe " she glared, " Listen I know it sounds crazy, But I know I can get it to work, And If anything, we can youse It to make an Exodus of our own, If need be. "
They all stared at her, " What do you mean, If we have too? " she tryed to dance around the comment, " ya know, just in case " know everyone was interested. " Come on, what do you mean Kristy, we all know your Different, whats going on? "
She stoped typeing, " Its just, Its just there something gathering out there, I can feal It, and its eyes are fixed apon Sirrus, there has to be a reason why the original inhabitants of sirrus left, and from what I've seen on there worlds, they didn't leave by choice, something drove them out, like I said, I think we should be prepared thats all, I could just be pairanoid, thats all, anyways Fixing her up will keep people occupied, and focus, something we can all youse right now. "
They nodded there heads, " And what about the Corsairs, there starting to take an interest in your work, I Wouldn't put it past them that they would want to steal It for themselves. " she smiled.
" In all honesty, its there two, we all arrived on the Hispania, wether your Corsair or Outcast, where all her children, it just some of us fly a different banner. ", She turned the Computers off and turned the lights back on. They walked out of the room together, " Kristy you fealing alright, you look a little pale? "
She smiled, " I'm Fine, just the past week Ive been getting sick every morning, But it passes after a few hours, I'll be alright, listen ill catch up, I gotta tidy up a few things " the guys started to walk away tword the Villas main Door, " Well Hurry up, were all going over to Bernards to have some Dinner and watch the game.." She smiled again, " hehe, I wouldn't miss it! " And they closed the door behind them.
Her smile faded slowly, as she put her hand on her belly, and she looked down, she then quickly took it away and walked back to her study.....
To Be Continued
Alignment:The Outcasts Status: Retired Personal Bio Click here Current Ships:The BlackPearl Base Of Operations:Pryde Villa, Planet Malta
And the story progesses! Very very fun I love it, can't wait for Dark to join in on the fun, maybe even get involved with the project. :) Interesting to see how the pregnancy unfolds aswell. :)
Dear Ms. Pryde
I have herd some rather interesting news from some rather reliable sorces i have in the outcasts saying that you have taken a large intorest in that broken down hunk of gold, we all call a sleeper ship. I am willing to donate 55,000,000 credits to your efort in return for a favor. I think you know witch one im refering to. I am aslo intersest in seeing what you do with it. I wold like permition to join one of your enginearing teams. I know its not the one i came on but its still a sleeper ship and it did come from the same planet as mine. Please consider my offer.
Dark, just a friendly suggestion; use more paragraphs. My eyes hurt from huge 30 line masses of words. Pressing enter every time a new person speaks is easy enough, right?
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