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Who: EVERYBODY
Broadcast: Maybe
Action: Lone Breaker System
When: The fleet will be in this system from 3/10 to 4/14




Welcome to the Lone Breaker System. The planet consists of a single ghost town that replenishes its stock daily, and a desert that does not. There are quite a few points of interest, no consequences, and a mystery to be investigated!

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messer | ota

[vartex]

( a. it's target practice, probably. )


[The street is quiet, somewhat deserted, aside from the synthetic whirr of a roaming robot zipping its way along the sidewalk. Just minding its own business, innocently working away, until...

...BAM. A blast of energy snipes into what functions as a "head" with startling precision, and the droid rolls to a shuddering stop, short-circuited. A moment of silence passes, and then Messer climbs out of the window of a nearby house, checks around for any danger, and hops down off the roof. He ignores anyone around who isn't clearly a threat and drags the droid into the house like a body he's going to hide.

If followed, those venturing close can see him pull a set of tools from his belt, immediately knocking the bot over and beginning the slow, methodical process of pilfering the parts within the empty home. There's a motor bike with a hitched cart tucked out of the street in the front hall with him, already half-full of parts. Someone's been busy with his assassinations!]


( b. forty minutes or it's free. )


[Once he's satisfied with his bot looting, Messer's driving through the street with the same bike and cart combo, but this time it's full of random supplies, foodstuffs, random bags of clothes or linens- whatever he could find. It's all very utilitarian, nothing luxury, and he doesn't look happy to be doing what he's doing, but he's been outranked and so far nothing appears to have poisoned someone or blown up... yet.

As he passes you by, he slows down, stops, looks you over- then reaches back and grabs something from his collection, handing it over.]

Take this. You'll find a use for it.

[Maybe it's food, because you look thin! Maybe it's tech, because you're a nerd! Maybe it's a coat for your bare-armed ass. It's chilly today, geez. Regardless of the reason (and he offers none up front) Messer is your friendly neighbourhood delivery man. He's very courteous, if to the point. No need to tip.]


( c. eh, be creative. )

[When he's not being a delinquent or a public servant, Messer is lurking around near where the ships or shuttles have docked, or sometimes further in town- watching you, watching anybody, watching the world. Straight up creepin'.

Bug him wherever!]

b.

[this_loser]

[Maybe it's a coat for your bare-armed ass. 'scuse you.

Walking the opposite direction with an apple stuck in his mouth, Prompto doesn't expect an encounter, or to be handed ... a jacket?]

Oh. Um, thank you, but I've already got one.

[He indicates his outer layer, his very sleeveless jacket.]

[vartex]

[You.

He knows you. Messer's already judging- from the wildness of the outfit to the planet food he's so brazenly eating, and yes, even to the sleeves he's so obviously lacking. The whole ensemble screams of youth and whimsy. Is that her taste, then?

His gaze doesn't leave Prompto's, stern and unreadable. ]

That's a vest. This is a jacket.

[LEARN THE DIFFERENCE, FOOL

BE WARM AND HEALTHY]

[this_loser]

[HE'S EATING A HEALTHY APPLE.

He stares back, unconcerned, smile crooked.]

I guess so. But I'm fine, dude. Save it for someone who needs it more.

[vartex]

[Messer keeps holding it out, his expression unwavering. Seriously? You're going to leave him hanging like this?]

Don't be absurd. There's no shortage of supplies, and they replenish themselves daily.

[Besides who would need a jacket more than someone with no jacket. Makes zero sense.]

[this_loser]

[Aw, man. This is getting awkward. He looks at the jacket, and back at the guy. C’mon, dude.]

Still. Shouldn’t take something if you don’t need it. Really, thank you, but I’m cool.

[Smile some more?]

a

[moseyin]

[Sure robot hunting ok but

BIKE

Cloud stops and goggles, probably also has a few heart palpitations because that is a sick looking machine and it's not even that great. In fact, it is so Cool that Cloud's just gonna jog right over to the guy.] Hey, hey you! Guy! Where'd you find that bike?

[vartex]

[Messer barely looks up, already elbow deep in robot bits. He's gotten pretty efficient at this, with practice.]

Restaurant a few miles from here. It's for food delivery.

[In fact there's even a little pizza logo plastered across the back. Very... cool...?]

[moseyin]

[Oh he sees the pizza sticker n- no problem, that can be painted over. No prob.] Were there more? Like two or three more? [Just slap some more horsepower on this bad boy, make it zoom. Zack can probably do that.]

[vartex]

[Messer finally glances up at that. You sure are getting weirdly hype about a crappy scooter bike there, buddy.]

I saw a few. I can't guarantee that they work.

[Also they were uglier which is why he didn't take them. Sorry not sorry.]

[moseyin]

Damn.

[...eyeballs the one he's got kind of consideringly]

A.

[throwsdown]

[Oh dang, that was scary. Takeshi had been super interested in what looks like some sort of wiggly thingy you screw onto a waterhose for Summertime fun, but the sudden Top Ten Anime Deaths in the distance makes him wanna investigate... after all, he needs to make sure there's no real danger going on right now! It's with this in mind he sneaks over methodically, letting his 'soldier' experience kick in.

He really hopes this isn't some violent criminal type...! But then, they gotta be from the fleet, right? Unless maybe there's a crazy person here who is the last person on the whole planet. Which means they'd probably be bonkers bananas...!

He pokes half his head up in the window, watching with a curious eye.]

Hey! Whatcha' up to?

[What an intimidating foe.]

[vartex]

[Intimidating indeed. Messer looks up at the voice - he sounds pretty young - and at the sight of a child, a bit of the hardness of his expression relaxes, and he lifts up the wrench he's holding.]

Dismantling the bot for parts. You can come in and see if you want.

[throwsdown]

[He carefully crawls in through the window, peering in interest.]

I do wanna see...!

[A bot, huh. He crouches a teeny bit to look at it, eyes rounded.]

I've seen robot spiders before; those are way worse. But not as loud!

[vartex]

[Messer nudges the bot carcass over so the kid can see into the panel he's removed. The contents are pretty cramped and half-removed, but it's certainly no spider.]

Have you heard the noise they make if you try to steal them whole, then?

[His ears were ringing for like an hour.]

[throwsdown]

Yeah! I was trying to make friends with one and take him to the ship, since he'd have more company that way, but he didn't really like it all that much...

[He looks a little sad at the robot, though. As much as they freak him out sometimes, these little guys are just doing their best.]

What're you gonna use them for?

c!!!

[axi]

Messer, there you are! I've been looking for you.

[It's early afternoon, and Kaname's found him at the outskirts of the shipping district about to take off on his new vehicle of choice to do who knows what. She's got a tote bag with her, smile on her face as usual. She jogs over to him.]

Hey, what are your plans today?

[vartex]

[wh- looking for him

w h y

He tilts down the accelerator for the bike, dropping it to a low purr so he can hear her better.]

Another supply run, and checking the town for any changes. The smallest clue could mean anything.

[He's still suspicious as hell of this place, of course, but the longer he's here the more he's noticing how little the fleet has to offer as when it comes to certain amenities.]

[axi]

[Oh, well, that's sort of a bummer. Her smile falters a little, but she nods. It does make sense.]

That's true. I was going to do some shopping, and I wanted to see if you'd join me. [Kaname adjusts her bag. It's larger than normal for that reason.]

Maybe later, then?

[vartex]

[oh

oh no

don't make that face oh no

He shifts uncomfortably on the bike, his gaze flitting from her, to the bag, and then to the open road. Fuck.]

I have no set schedule. I can drive you there, if you like.

[axi]

Thanks, but I was planning to walk. It's nice out, I'd like to enjoy the weather.

[Her smile's recovered now, and she's back to basically normal. Don't worry!]

I'll keep an eye out for anything that you might like, okay? Let me know when you've got time, maybe we can have dinner.

a

[bi_otic]

[Energy weapon fire is sure to instantly get Kaidan's attention, the sound sharp and loud among the quiet, empty streets of the city. Which probably makes it more unnerving than it otherwise might be. He races towards the source of the sound from what may have been the next block over, combat boots clomping on the pavement and his own rifle at the ready.

He slows when he finds Messer in the middle of the street and no sign of active combat ongoing, though his training still has his every nerve ready for trouble at a moment's notice.]

Everything okay over here? [He approaches cautiously]

[vartex]

[Messer's in the process of dragging the paralyzed bot off the street as Kaidan approaches, and the same well-trained caution is in his eyes as he takes note of both the approaching man and the weapon he carries. He's still holding his own gun, and it's half-lifted, not yet pointing forward but ready to at a moment's notice.]

It's fine. The shot was intentional.

[bi_otic]

[His stance is nearly a mirror to Messer's own, but his eyes roam from the robot to the weapon in the other man's hands.]

I would hope so. That looks like a clean hit. Did it give you any trouble?

[vartex]

[Messer gives the bot an idle nudge with his boot, releasing it and straightening up. Dragging it further would put him in too-vulnerable a position for him to feel comfortable around a strange man who's equally armed.]

They're not difficult to hit, and they have no weapons as far as I can tell. A simple target.