**This fan story series wont be sticking to somethings in the save the world lore like the commander actually speaking and the commander also sometimes involving himself in missions. Spoilers for up to mid Plankerton in terms of story**
A new day, a new fight. It was never different. It was almost mundane, get reports of survivors in the storm, send Banshee and monitor the mission then bring the survivors to safety. Other than abnormalities like smashers wandering around mission zones everything was normal. The commander never thought he would think of it that way. He shrugged it off, soon they would be in a new area and leave those rifts in Plankerton, hopefully.
Recently Lars's old band songs had become popular around the base, The Commander had to admit, Lars had an interesting life pre-storm invasion, A scientist and rock star in one. In terms of popularity everyone in Homebase went to the fan meeting. Everyone. Well when about 99% of music was gone people dont seem to get picky.
The Commander chuckles to himself as he leans into in his Command chair. He was then only one who called it that, he didn't want to spend time thinking of a proper name. He looks at the headset that allowed him to command the heroes he had. It used to be just something he held to his face but thanks to Pop they turned it into a VR headset thing. It worked fine and his arms didn't get tired anymore so it was a benefit in his eyes.
He looked at the storm map and he frowned, at least double the amount of mutated storms. Great... He stands up and sighs again, he didn't talk much, he figured it was either he was an introvert or antisocial or... something else. He stood in though but was interrupted by a loud crashing noise in the next room.
He heard aggressive beeping from Pop and Lok. He walked over and peaked into the room. Pop had accidentally caused Lok to drop his research notes. The Commander looked at them and they turned to him. Lok pointed at Pop and Pop rolled his robotic eye. The Commander knew accidents happened but he knelt down and picked up the papers anyway. He was too kind to the Support Crew since together they made it to where they are now. he handed them to lok and gave a bit of a look at Pop. Pop beeped in an passive-aggressive tone. Lok turned to him and beeped in an aggressive tone. The Commander turned around and thought let them settle it among themselves.
He wondered back around the upper areas where the observatory was. He wanted a team to track the comet flying past them. He has greeted by Ray rushing out the door. "oh, pardon me Commander." She flew back down to the Command center, the Commander walked into the room, Penny was also there. "Hiya Commander, They predict that its 50/50 if it will strike the surface." One of the scientists spoke up "We dont know for sure." The commander nods as he looks at it through the gap in the roof for the massive telescope. He had to admit it looked beautiful in the mid day sky.
He wondered out the room and decided to pass by the cafeteria, Dennis was cooking burgers for a bunch of people but that was it. he wondered back down to the training room to see Banshee. She nods at him and he nods back. "What brings you here Commander?" He gestures shooting a gun down range. "I dont see you doing target practice, besides i'm who put their life on the line not you." He couldn't deny that, Banshee put her life on the line a lot. He walks over and grabs the Silver vendetta anyway, He puts a target up and reloads.
Someone starts speaking behind him to Banshee "I bet he misses." He turns his head, Ramirez. Of course. He turns back to the range and starts firing, 12 shots, 1 bullet striking true. He sighs as Ramirez chuckles. "Just like the trainees." He puts the gun down and looks at the two. Banshee decides to speak up "Practice leads to success Commander" The Commander shrugs and walks out.
He walks near a party area, complete with dance floor, stage, microphones, speakers and a DJ booth. The Commander remembers when he saw Pop messing with the DJ set, He made an alright beat but he stopped when he thought he heard another person or bot. Maybe he still practiced but who knows. The commander walks back down to the Command center. Ray was waiting for him.
"Commander, We got a massive group of survivors in an area of heavy storm." Well there ain't no rest for the wicked. He nods to Ray as she moves to the loudspeaker. "Banshee, prepare for a extraction mission." The commander sat in his Command chair and straps on the headset. As he one heard in a video game. Same shit, Different Day.