- extra-planetary trip, Air port of Maiquetía Venezuela 2 pm
Well it is time to go to greener pastures as they say but with the hope that things do not screw up beyond redemption. Hopefully there were simpler ways to earn money without having to become a choró or a whore sucking the balls to the party of rats to keep oneself a constant and reliable income.
Going to the boarding ramp on the way to my seat and start to get comfortable for the trip and once in the air I can not help but think Haha finally get out of this rope of shit! Goodbye maricas! From this height I cannot help but hopefully ponder a future ahead in which the country can be arranged, for now to relax with some music while we fly over the sea.
Aviators - Monumental (Demon's Souls Song | Hybrid Alternative)
Milky Way / Hades Nexus / Amarna System / Nykodym / Cuervo / Capital: Castro Marim / (09/20/2179) 23:10 Hours
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Why did the chair suddenly get so stiff and who's splashing my face?
Well see where the hell am I?
Taking the area where I apparently found myself with my belongings scattered around me, seeing a town in the distance I start walking towards the outskirts of the place and I see that it is smoking, speeding up the pace without needing to exercise the muscles with the weight that I carry. and checking every few steps that there is no person on my way I arrive at the scene of a fight with corpses scattered where one could see with quite the particular DIFFERENCES between them, dismembered alien bodies by the only thing that I see was enormous strength, of course the smell does not stop to be shit even though I already recognize this as recently dead making me gag at the taste, seriously what the hell happened here? No better WHERE THE FUCK AM I?
Looking thru the bodies i found... ok now it is time to cry ... on the one hand I am in the universe of mass effect on the other hand meh cthulhu ... what the hell ...
Ok priorities:
• See what is useful between the bodies.
• Arm myself with anything I can.
• Horde money like a dragon in these parts.
• Get a Personal means of transportation.
• Shoot Udina in the face.
• Dunk sparatus head on that podium of theirs.
• Survive what's next.
Simple there is no pressure ...
Huh ... approaching one of the corpses with their arms still added something shines and is that an Omni Tool?
Looting the deceased and putting the tool on, I see if I can operate it and it does not respond to my commands ... seeing the corpse again I try again with the hands of this one and if it works by going through the options I see to change the user and now I have one of the most useful fictitious tools of the multiverse in my position.
Ready with the equipment that I could salvage from the area and with a pistol in hand to see where I can get a transport away from here and my location.
Castro Marim?
info: The smallest satellite of the ice giant Nykodym, Cuervo prospered quietly for more than half a decade following its establishment, raking in a healthy profit from a combination of helium-3 mining on its parent planet and agricultural activity centered on its own equatorial temperate regions. Unfortunately, the colony's location in the Skyllian Verge made it a vulnerable target for raids following rising tensions between the Alliance and the batarians. The colony was subjected to a particularly violent attack during the course of the Skyllian Blitz, in which pirates and slavers retreating from Elysium revenged themselves on the small colony, which up to that point, had boasted a population of up to 13,000. Following the massacre, the colony saw high levels of emigration, and only generous Alliance incentives - as well as promises to enlarge the Alliance garrison on-site and increase the frequency of patrols - kept the colony from being abandoned.
Population: 8,102
Yes ... those were more empty promises, hopefully there is some ship with the manual in it yet. because I do not want to be like the patsy with the gun when the authorities come over here.
* bbbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmm * A ship flew past the colony area descending and landing a gang of pirates for the variety I see and most prominent of all the four-eyed bunch in the background.
Well that complicates things ... time to hide …
Milky Way / Hades Nexus / Amarna System / Nykodym / Cuervo / Capital: Castro Marim / (09/22/2179) 09:01 Hours
now i can definitely sympathise with verge colonist when they complain that the alliance do take their sweet time to do jack shit!
two days playing hide and seek with a crew of pirates lost its charm by the 3thr hour…on the upside i finally found a means of transport ie the fucks ride, the downside? the fucks that landed with it... and if i don't start making way to steal their ride and bug off i can pass as a survivor to the authorities the problem with that is that i don't know how that interview will go aside from poorly not to mention that i will probably won't have a opportunity to acquire a ship without so much paperwork in a while or ever with my lack of skill flying things not idiot proof.
so best course of action for now is hitch a ride once they are done with whatever they are doing here… ok so far no perimeter set up or any kind of visible security to the naked eye… so unless this guys didn't bother to set any type of alarm and if, IF i'm lucky enough to pull a splinter cell tier stealth and hide by one of the most high heat areas of the ship to fool any inner scanner on the thing if it even has them, i should have a decent ride and time to get a costume to the controls.
ok as the brits say who dares wins, is do or die no biggie…
making my way to the landed craft and checking all surroundings for the alarm to come i made it to the ramp and get inside taking all of it in, now what was my first though?
"que pedaso de basura"
all i will say is that when your life depends on whether your ship holds the reentry to a planetary body or the blackness of space you make absolutely sure is in shape not this state of decay… its sad that this is the only boat around that i know of and this place spaceport is empty from my search on the first day…
well enough moping find the place to hide and ready the guns flash bang and knife for fuck ups.
now secure on a nice corner of the vessel near the cargo area but not that close and under the service panel time to wait…
*bump*
now getting up and out of the planets gravity well, how do i know you ask? this tub is rattling all the way up.
time to start the scurrying through the cargo and areas for tech arsenal and rigged the cargo undersides with mines.
weapons locker? check, secure with password? no, easy guns? yes, do they have spares? no, can they be sabotage? maybe, do i have the time to try? maybe?
so timing my run around for the trip i was able to do a fair amount of thing among them:
disable 4 shotguns kept one and slave it to my tool for my use only.
follow the guide to all things kaboom of find what burns more on the net and my library build a case that can maximize the boom with the fabricator and place them.
overheard the course and destination along the time to reach it and in the process discovered that this guys are scavengers.
catch the crew schedule and rations so i dont starve to death with my salvage food on a adquarie bag full of it from the colony.
config one of the pistols to simulate recoil and train to hit a target reliably at 30 mts and recorded on the tool for review.
keep my 4 hours sleep to do all this shit.
count and pass all the credits (7325c) that were on the tools that i could grab back on cuervo and set to 5 chits of 2000c, 3000c, 1000c x 2 and 325c.
read mass effect revelations and plan for the mayor events with my meager help.
brush on what pass as current galactic politics and history.
build tech grenade launcher… so hello spin fusor nice to know making a high tech slingshot is still more simple than a uzi… still no torque bow but tho with some modifications could end up with a servisable predator bow… huh.
make a harness for carrying all this gear plus my bags with my stuff.
made a balaclava with some rags and added some protection to my skull with a makeshift omnigel helmet.
edited footage that i took from the aftermath of the colony the faces of these guys and just need a address for it to be delivered to the police or what pass as one where we are going.
looking back at all that one can really appreciate how do or die does wonders for one… the most productive time i have been in my life to be honest…
Location: Milky Way / Hades Nexus / Hoplos System / Trident / descending to the planet on route to New Cousteau outskirts / December 28th, 2179 CE / AD, 0646 Hours
please, please, please, please don't fall apart… repeating that chant while making planetfall was all i could do in my little hole under the service panel during the whole affair… how does the ME residents don't shit themselves every time they do this? i would never know but i chuck it to more stable ships and / or better pilots.
after touching solid ground and waiting for the crew to leave the vessel i make way to the cockpit and crew quarters pillaging what i can carry with my already diminish belongings and found the pilot still in the seat and sneak behind it.
Aiming at the turians torso "ah ah ah don't even think to do something stupid" with these he cease to move and regards me wearily "good now i need you to do something for me and if i don't get it say by to your skull" making enfasis with the shotgun in my arms "you are going to make a very convincing distress call to the local authorities with the exact location of this fine establishment and broadcast it to said authorities" gawking at my demand i remind the bird of who exactly is in command here and he complies, with that done i dispose of him with a pair of concussion rounds to down him and made my way out.
and now to make some noise and scurry…
Nightcore - Eye Of The Storm.
*BOOOOOOOOOOMMM!* *BOOOOOOOOOOMMM!* *BOOOOOOOOOOMMM!*
detonating the explosives that i had set in the cargo hold of the ship and the ones they have move to other areas of this makeshift market panic starts to ensue and not far behind it the exchange of gunfire from the buyers and bands present, so of course with grain size lead flying every which way; I do my duty to deliver the freesbees of death to anyone who dares to be spraying fire in my direction, making a shot with a few charge electric mines near a container that blown up some seconds ago and flooded the area with what i can only assume is redsand or the shit you make impromptu smoke clouds when doing samaras recruitment and i was NOT expecting what happen next at all.
the biotics that were in the blast area of the dust cloud charged their space magic and were about to do shit, when the mines i had sent to them detonated and whatever was about to be unleash turn to in what i can describe as self immolation and soul wrenching screams… oh dear lord that's so fucked… shit no time to gawk keep running you fool!
in my run to the ships a batarian prick tries to tackle me and failing but barely, not that i have all the time in the world to waste with him so against my better judgement i go for a dribble and the cock sucker lit up his omni and tried to taze me, nah ah not a chance! meet my boot to your balls you four eye shit!
while my foot delivered the pain to his jewels, the asshole pulled and shattered my improvise mask in an attempt to hold my neck while falling and saw my face or at least part of it before receiving a roundhouse kick to the temple follow by a disruptor shock point blank and ending out for the count while the mayhem still rages in the area.
time to make my daring escape to one of the more sound and safer riders available on this place… aja!
0:10:15 - HUBRID - PROTOTYPE (Version 2)
entering the one further back and reaching the cockpit i start the VI helper, made some hardwire to the controls to hard reset, plug the tool to the controls and VI, make an emergency lift up and override the safeties for the Guardian point defense system and shot beams to the other park ships making one go out in a fiery blast to cripple the rest nearby and made it out as a bat out of hell!
reaching outer space i set course for the relay and now i'm feeling the adrenaline crash… wwwwooooooo! *huff* *huff* *huff* can't believe i made it! *uff* *inhales* oh the jitters how i missed you, haven't had them since beating dead space 2 on insanity… coming down from my high i put some music and review some of the extra footage i recorded before blasting out of that black market to add to the one from cuervo and send it to the net thru a one off use omni from the scavenged corpses; and get rid of it once uploaded and take stock of what i made out with on this bird.
0:13:20 - HUBRID & BMX ESCAPE - PURSUIT FORCE
one hour later and still in route to the relay…
After reviewing the footage well… That could have been better on my part but ... it is not as if they were going to report the shipment of red sand that they had stored in the warehouse ... and also thanks to the commotion generated by the storms that are currently hitting the region, my flight is unlikely make it very important.
Leaning back in the pilot's seat, I begin to consider where to spend a week under the eclipse radar and disappear from the mind of the blue suns ... * sigh * how the hell do zaeed does to not blow up his brains or any pilot with these controls?
Now to find a place to hide for a couple of months ... maybe Norehsa in the Qertassi System by the Nubian Expanse ... maybe give hoth a chance while things cool out.
[TWRP - Starlight Brigade (feat. Dan Avidan) [Official video]]
-Location: Milky Way / Nubian Expanse / Kalabsha System / Tefnut / January 20th, 2180 CE / AD, 12:20 hours.
Tefnut's motto is really on point so far "Like home, only better." no argument here from me, god knows i needed the brake from the paranoia.
*beep*
a few months laying low and now this makes the rounds… oh joy! this have to be a trap of some kind for sure… and hello there paranoia long time no see.
looking at the message display on my tool that feeling does not abate at all.
'Find out if you know what happens to Earth in 2186.'
Are the Reapers real?
Is subject "Savior" Paragon or Renegade?
Who is "Archangel?"
Who is the Illusive Man?
What did Bioware create in 2007?
These five questions stared at me... well might as well answer this for the lolz.
Are the Reapers real? yes.
Is subject "Savior" Paragon or Renegade? paragon all the way.
Who is "Archangel?" garrus, best turian bro around.
Who is the Illusive Man? jack "smokes like a truck" harper.
What did Bioware create in 2007? mass effect.
A request show up once i had finished the quiz asking for information about how one came to this world; what they did, their experience and the like.
ok the genuine article then cuz there's NO WAY IN HELL jack would ever leave anybody who knows his name alive.
might as well keep it simple; mechanical engineering student, was leaving the country and woke up to the glorious sight of a colony raid, stole the sods ride after they left the planet and made a stop at trident with a load of goods of the red variety, fun fact did you know that red sand, biotics and high voltage don't mix so well… the blown brains were a surprise… anyway as for my current profession... i guess smuggler, pirate? i dont know i'm pulling a Solo here… so as far as i know if you are reading this an comes from "prime terra" do give a bro some help here would you… and send, hopefully some assistance will come my way and if not well there still is a GOOD chunk of ammo to burn thru.
Now back to some good music and programing a drone's damn VI to stay steady once on the air… *zap* fuck! will you cooperate! ouch...
[ Aviators - A Song That Never Ends (James Bond Song | Cinematic Rock)]
Location: Milky Way / Omega Nebula / Sahrabarik / Omega /January 20th, 2180 CE / AD, 15:20 hours.
Captain Wasea: Jentha, this better be good or else i will hung up on this call professional courtesy be toss to the sea if this is for gloating over our missing shipment to illium.
Jentha: Wasea always a pleasure to see one of my favorite whores, nah nah don't be so hasty i DID call as a matter of courtesy for you weren't alone in that disaster that had 3 companies of our troops killed or arrested on the site by the local security and well the bribes were hefty for the personal that matter who were present in that fiasco.
Captain Wasea: so what? you humans tend to find ways to skirt those guys with a couple of favors and some ass, now why did you arrange this call?
Jentha: girl i was getting to that, of the security footage salvage from that we discovered a hichtrider that sneak in with the cargo from cuervo and rigged the place to blow along 4 other ships under your firm's care might i add.
Captain Wasea: so here to share the face that decided it was a bright idea to cross two security firm's out of professional courtesy? don't make me laugh girl i'm older than you and will still be living by the time you can pull something on me what is the catch?
Jentha: none, i just had put a bounty on the guy for our troops to nab him whenever possible, i assume that you might want a bit on the action and tell yours as well for whom to look for?
Captain Wasea: alright what do you want from me for the info?
Jentha: that you capture him alive, have one batarian bastard by camala that apparently was in the area for business and was harm in the altercation with our mystery man and is offering a considerable sum for it.
Captain Wasea: no promises but i'll pass it to the rest of the sisters… END OF CALL
Jentha: yeah no promises here either… CONNECTION CUT.