"You can't stop the signal..."

Those were the words uttered so infamously six months ago. And while the sentiment may be true, Mr. Universe, or whatever his name is, forgot one crucial part, one facet of the human condition that makes it all grind to a halt. People are so gorram stupid.

The year is 2519. Six months post-signal, and no one knows what to believe anymore. While the illegal broadwave broadcast was quickly condemned, many see it as yet another sign that the Alliance is up to no good, and can't be trusted. Alliance infrastructure is beginning to crumble, and a second Unification War is brewing. As neighbor begins to distrust neighbor, Browncoats are being pulled out of the back of closets, and the upcoming Unification Day is becoming a tenser subject by the minute.

As the regular supply lines begin to degrade, the need for cargo haulers and smugglers is at an all-time high. Enter people like Clayton Stanton, a captain whose abilities and grace under pressure are only matched by his cold demeanor. In this hostile climate, it was people like him that got people what they wanted, no matter the cost. And it seems as though he's looking for a few extra crew.


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Latest Mission Posts

» Poked and Prodded

Mission: Mission 1: Gearing Up
Posted on Sat Oct 10th, 2020 @ 11:18am by Scylla Cartier-Wells & Dr. Moira Dun

Walking along the decks of the ship, Skylla was busting herself with becoming more familiar with the layout of the ship, she’d stowed what gear she had away in her assigned room and figured if she was going to be a hired gun for this crew, she might as well…

» Companion-ship

Mission: Mission 2: The Cake Walk...
Posted on Wed Oct 7th, 2020 @ 9:37pm by Kindra Graham & Scylla Cartier-Wells

Sitting in the mess hall, Scylla was keeping herself busy by stripping down and cleaning her two pistols and her old earth rifle. In the absence of any alcohol, She found this was a decent alternative to keep her mind busy between jobs. Finishing off one final piece of her…

» Luh Suh

Mission: Mission 2: The Cake Walk...
Posted on Thu Oct 1st, 2020 @ 2:47am by Ayla Seton & Alden Loxley

As was usual Ayla found herself unable to sleep, or rather stay asleep or even fall back asleep. Especially after a nightmare like the ones that seemed to frequent her of late. She was unsure just what might have trigger them, and the only reason to even try to figure…

» Love At First Bite

Mission: Mission 2: The Cake Walk...
Posted on Thu Oct 1st, 2020 @ 2:33am by Alden Loxley & Kindra Graham

The shuttle was far from ready to host a client, but Kindra was satisfied with her progress so far. The last thing she unpacked from her suitcase was a box of three-dozen frozen Anpan that Margaret had insisted she take with her. Although they were still cold, they weren't frozen…

» Armed & Armoured

Mission: Mission 1: Gearing Up
Posted on Thu Sep 17th, 2020 @ 3:39pm by Jonas Barstow & Captain Clayton Stanton

Clayton ascended the stairs beside the pantry, making his way to the dining area. Next on his list was getting a feel for their resident mercenary, and his capabilities. Jonas seemed the type that had a body count attached to them, and the wherewithal not to brag about it. While…

Latest Personal Logs

» Is This the Right Step for Me?

Posted on Wed Nov 27th, 2019 @ 7:40pm by Chin Yee

As Chin took those dozen or so steps toward the warehouse door. The past few minutes seemed to flash through his mind.

The unknown man in red had stepped out of the warehouse. Somehow this man had drawn them all to this place. And this man knew him by name…

» Dream A Little Dream

Posted on Sun Oct 13th, 2019 @ 10:48pm by Ayla Seton

The eyes were cold, lifeless as they stared down at her. Nothing but soulless black pits that when paired with the wicked upturning of his and lips sent a shiver coursing through her slender frame. It started at the base of neck spreading downward, edging down her spine until it…

» Not quite settlin' in

Posted on Mon Aug 12th, 2019 @ 2:28am by Ayla Seton

After showing the three passengers back to their little area of the ship, Ayla made her way back into the cargo bay and hefted her bag back up over her shoulder, the hat she'd used to hide her hair tumbling down to the floor. Scooping it up, she shoved it…