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Red Protocol
A snapped space elevator's dying ground city. A place destined to be Astera's premier chemical manufacturing hub, "CASE Tower," now a dry stump on a desert moon. You take a job with the local government, the NRPC. They don't say much. You usually don't mind that. Just give me the location and tell me the payout. But this is different. Details not adding up. Security unusually high. Is this a bust? No. But still, why do they want you, a lowly desert scavenger, to head their top secret operation for interstellar expansion?
Clearly they didn't say what was at stake, because as soon as you leave their embassy to take the tram ride home, you notice a figure, staring at you from behind the crowd. They're in a jet black combat suit, definitely nothing made by Santonian Fractala. They have smoke emanating from their, well... everywhere. They start walking towards you and you notice something. One, two, three figures from all different directions now making ground towards you. You step into the tram.
Oddly, as soon as your back foot gets past the door, it slams shut and the crusted over tram bolts away like you've never seen before. Why can't they always run like this? Just as you regain your composure, a red flash blinds you and you fall to the ground in agony. Of course, everyone else is too depressed, high, anxious, oblivious, or all of the above to consider your sorry situation. Those people outside lost you on the train, but they must've gotten your INCOMP-ID, because from the looks of it, you're being hacked.
The pain still gnawing at your brain stem, the NRPC calls you. Desperate to stop the pain, you pick up. Great, turns out it wasn't a call. You just granted them kernel level access to your INCOMP's cerebral controls. The pain subsiding, an operator with the most lifeless voice ever spoken tells you that you've been hacked by the Sol Hounds. No ***** I'm bugged... but who're the Sol Hounds?
Clearly they didn't say what was at stake, because as soon as you leave their embassy to take the tram ride home, you notice a figure, staring at you from behind the crowd. They're in a jet black combat suit, definitely nothing made by Santonian Fractala. They have smoke emanating from their, well... everywhere. They start walking towards you and you notice something. One, two, three figures from all different directions now making ground towards you. You step into the tram.
Oddly, as soon as your back foot gets past the door, it slams shut and the crusted over tram bolts away like you've never seen before. Why can't they always run like this? Just as you regain your composure, a red flash blinds you and you fall to the ground in agony. Of course, everyone else is too depressed, high, anxious, oblivious, or all of the above to consider your sorry situation. Those people outside lost you on the train, but they must've gotten your INCOMP-ID, because from the looks of it, you're being hacked.
The pain still gnawing at your brain stem, the NRPC calls you. Desperate to stop the pain, you pick up. Great, turns out it wasn't a call. You just granted them kernel level access to your INCOMP's cerebral controls. The pain subsiding, an operator with the most lifeless voice ever spoken tells you that you've been hacked by the Sol Hounds. No ***** I'm bugged... but who're the Sol Hounds?
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