Post by amazinglyaudrey on Mar 18, 2013 21:41:26 GMT -5
Profession: Pirate (Zealot for more challenge)
Difficulty: Impossible
Starting ship: Serpent Tooth (to make it easier, any other ship to make it harder)
Faction: Any
Object: you are the scourge of the empire that shunned you and told you that to eat, you'd have to travel half the galaxy without food for barely enough pay to buy scraps for your crew. Any ship flying the flag of your nationality, you must attack.
Premise: You are the captain of a brand new ship, heading for the nearest inhabitable planet. Unfortunately, your father left you destitute. Your men are starving, barely able to stave off death with what meager rations you have. Your citizenship in the faction apparently offers you no favors and the prince of the world demands that you perform some middling task if you are to earn enough money to buy some food. Knowing you have little choice, you forego any set tasks and try to blockade your home world, desperate to feed your men before they turn on you. Finally, you come across another ship in the distance... waving the flag of your nation in peace. Knowing you must, you give the order to fire your torpedoes. The line has been crossed and you can never go back.
Difficulty: Impossible
Starting ship: Serpent Tooth (to make it easier, any other ship to make it harder)
Faction: Any
Object: you are the scourge of the empire that shunned you and told you that to eat, you'd have to travel half the galaxy without food for barely enough pay to buy scraps for your crew. Any ship flying the flag of your nationality, you must attack.
Premise: You are the captain of a brand new ship, heading for the nearest inhabitable planet. Unfortunately, your father left you destitute. Your men are starving, barely able to stave off death with what meager rations you have. Your citizenship in the faction apparently offers you no favors and the prince of the world demands that you perform some middling task if you are to earn enough money to buy some food. Knowing you have little choice, you forego any set tasks and try to blockade your home world, desperate to feed your men before they turn on you. Finally, you come across another ship in the distance... waving the flag of your nation in peace. Knowing you must, you give the order to fire your torpedoes. The line has been crossed and you can never go back.
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