Intro to War
Year 0: Day (-)3
Colonial Base- Zelphi System
The Base Director situated himself in front of the many screens that lined the room so he could monitor the IntraGalactic News Network (IGNN).
The Second in Command walked in, avoiding hitting the overhead monitors with his head, "Things aren't going well are they?"
The Base Director frowned, "No. The Jupiter Coalition has already attempted one HyperBomb, and the Azeroth Hotel Association is being run ragged," he turned to his Second, "You need to start assembling all of the Zelphi troopsââ¬Â¦ Word just came in from the Bearden System that the Human Colony Corporation will declare War on all species engaged, publicly or not, in the Jupiter Coalition if Azeroth is destroyed."
The Second saluted, "Yes sir," and walked out.
Year 0: Day (-)2
HCC headquarters- Bearden System
The Director of the Human Colonists silenced the room, the IGNN news people with their cameras rolling. A single cough punctuated the silence before the Director began, "Welcome everyone, I am Gard Belgar, Director of the Human Colonists and I shall begin with a synopsis of Human Forces, plus Allied Species."
"Here are the Bases we have reports forââ¬Â¦ Bearden System: Ready. Zelphi System: Ready. Kalf System: Ready. No word yet from our last Colony Base in the Monar System. As for our Allied Speciesââ¬Â¦ All have reported Ready. We are still outnumbered by members of the Jupiter Coalition however."
"We've received word from the Azeroth Hotel Association that they will not condone any course of action we Humans take if it leads to interspecies warfare. Certain systems, I will not name names, are prepared toââ¬Â¦ erââ¬Â¦ physically bankrupt AHA should it become a necessary course of action. The Jupiter Coalition has ...
Murphy's Law
To recap what has happened so far, Joe (Zhevoon) defeated Fat Jack's attempts at Order-izing a small, now ex-Fantasy planet. After a meeting with Fat Jack himself Joe was harangued by his superior and fired from Kayos. As if this were not enough, poor little Joey will not get his Fish Day present.
So now, we rejoin the drama already in progress:
Joe stared at the blank BDT for a few minutes before moving his eyes downward slowly to stare at his hands and the ship's controls. The ship was a cute little Platchud designed H-Class Skimmer with a few GSO illegal modifications (mostly the Phase Shifter TRX-150 computer from the Ouclon System1). However, GalactiPol was very lenient with Kayos employees, especially with their tendency to make police officers' own electrons feel like spontaneously being in separate parts of the Universe.
Joe activated the Plasma Shield Generator and watched as Hydromarange began filling the screen as the shield fizzled and bubbled into life. Joe activated the hyperspace engine and moved into hyperspace. His mind was dizzy and confused. There was only one place that he could think of to goââ¬Â¦ The Twilight Bar in the Twilek system, home of the desperate and lonely. A place where everyone knew each others name as "Urggh!", "Aargh!", "Shut up!", or various other drug-induced body noises.
Joe flummoxed onto a barstool and placed a Galacticred on the bar. The bartender responding to the smell of money waltzed over, "What's your poison?"
Joe smiled, "Give me whatever he's having," and Joe pointed at an insect evolved creature drinking what looked like a thick soup or stew.
The bartender chuckled, "Now come on, you don't really want to kill yourself with Plasma Coolant do you? Besides, I am ...
