SLAVERS PLOT LOG |closed-ish. this is why we don't get nice things, bud.

[theroadwarrior]

Who: Max, Tempest, and a buttload of others who want to be involved (and slavers).
Broadcast: N/A
Action: that shitty junkstation what up
When: IDK TODAY SURE.

SUMMARY:

Max helped Beverly out with some shady people a while back. Well. They didn't appreciate that. Cue them deciding to wail on Max and Tempest and drag the guy off to sale on the slave trade market. That just won't do, who else is gonna grunt and complain and accidentally punch or threaten small children on the fleet? Rescue squad, assemble.

(AKA there will be a Part A thread and then future open threads for rescuing or just... y'know, an excuse to beat the tar out of some terrible people. Also maybe a thread for Max after the fact?? Who knows.)

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PART B | the slaver ship | open to whoever goes in to help

[theroadwarrior]

[It's a decent-sized ship — smaller than a drift fleet ship, and yet far more cramped full of expendable crewmembers. Some of them are surprisingly young, clearly bought or dragged into the life to be taught how to be slavers themselves, someday. But the majority of the crew are the usual dastardly lot you'd find, shuttle oil under their fingernails and stolen goods littering the interior. They clearly keep up stock well.

There's no sign of Max in the front section of the ship, not in the cargo bay, but one may find a handful of trapped men and women who are no doubt about to be sold off themselves. Unlike Max, they're more fragile, clearly picked for being weaker and easier to steal away than for the revenge they'd sought against the wastelander.

Feel free to help release these poor souls. Maybe beat up some terrible slavers, yourselves.]