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The planet of Stensenâs Colony is a veritable oasis of beauty and life, with cycles of shining seas under golden dawns. Itâs an especially powerful vista viewed from the plasteel girders of the new stadium being constructed in the center of the capital city.
Preoccupied pit droids bustle along the framing, their mag boots allowing them to simply walk vertically when needed. A handful of sentients are overseeing the more sensitive joint enmeshments that were not fully diagrammed before construction.
Commissioner Tholme So smiles easily with a knowing look, âOh I know what youâre thinking, but donât you worry... this stadium is going to be the pinnacle of Galactic Sports,â he gestures his arm proudly around the shell of the stadium as the sounds of buzzing, welding, and materials being shuttled to dropoff points echoes in the background.
The camera droid tracks smoothly with Tholme as he walks carefully down a sloped beam and hops into a mag lift. His clothing is sharply cut to fit his form, luxury linens in muted colors. As the open-walled lift descends, the camera rotates around his face, grizzled and aged but freshly shaven and distinguished.
He turns his wrist and takes a holo call. A blue-toned miniature figure of a human in corporate business attire materializes. âGood day, Commissioner, AMC leadership has agreed to provide full medical services for the league. Iâve run the contract by our legal counsel and itâs all above board.â
Tholme nods curtly, âExcellent, focus on the marketing campaign next, please,â and he switches off the call. Turning to the camera, he shows a toothy grin, âAlpha Medical Corporation has been the perfect partner for what weâre trying to do here. Theyâve provided this amazing space. An entire city for the headquarters of Shockball.â
Behind him, the cityscape is full of other facilities being constructed: the familiar block frames of an administration complex, taverns and restaurants line the outer perimeter of the stadium while the immediate plots of land are an assortment of statues, green park areas, and fountains.
âI remember Colonial Shockball when it was in its prime. It was a fantastic sport - addicting and irresistible. A very long time ago, now. Well...â Tholme drops the final yardâs distance to the ground floor and strides out toward the center arena of the stadium, âWe have been working hard to bring it back.â
The camera droid follows behind Tholmeâs shoulder as he emerges from a high walled gangway into the open arena, and it pans around. The metallic floor glistens underfoot. Arena court walls are about human waist height, pulsing with electric current, and atop the walls transparisteel panels rise and curl around high overhead until they meet in a teardrop at the arenaâs apex.
Beyond the court enclosure, the stadium is filled with seating that climbs upward and out with the far seats barely visible from the droidâs camera. Holo projections glow in neon colors and stream across the stands, pausing and drifting as if to rhythm.
From the bottom of the camera droidâs display several hulking humanoid figures tromp past. The droid rotates and follows them. The sentients, armor-clad in uniform color, deftly shuttle a hand-sized ball between each other. Itâs streaked with pulsing lines of neon blue that almost crackle with energy. Their booted feet thunder loudly along the court floor.
As they approach the far goal pit defended by a single Guard the ball suddenly pops high into the air. The Center is a meter off the ground, with the shockball clutched in his hands. He rockets it into the back of the pit. A deep boom echoes around the stadium as goal sirens alight from behind the goal pit and wash the stands and court in cascading holographic signs of celebration.
The camera droid turns back to Tholme who is pumping his fist into the air and hooting wildly. âDid you see that shot?! Not a chance against an arm like that! Thatâs Callisto, one of AMCâs new contracts for the next season.â He winks at the camera, âGoing to be a solid team I think.â
Tholme squares up to the camera and easily slides into a cool and professional demeanor. âThis is an opportunity for every sentient to join a league of Shockball players, where all are equally equipped and may become as valuable as they desire with daily training in the skills of their choosing. Want to be a Center? Train your skills for it. Over time, your skills grow and you will rise in market value. Before you know it teams are offering you contracts, vying for what unique assortment of skills you can bring to their team. Train according to your team managerâs recommendation and help your team to glory or decide to focus on yourself instead. View your match statistics to figure out what youâre good at.â
âWant to manage a team? Apply to the League, manage a team budget, offer contracts to players to build your team, set your starting lineup, and determine your substitution rules. Recommend team wide training and shape your team into what you want it to be.â
âAnd donât forget that weâll be having a championships for the best of the best, where rivalries are formed and prizes and trophies are won, with history etched into every season.â
Tholme straightens the emblem on his lapel - a Shockball with a jagged blue lightning bolt through it. A holographic ripple of electricity flashes across it. âComing to a system near you soon! See you in the game.â
Republic News Network (RNN) Headquarters, REPUBLICA -- After a looting of goods from the weapons manufacturer, Merr-Sonn Technologies, the New Republic is issuing an advisory to the galactic trading community to exercise extreme caution in conducting business with stolen assets and or equipment. Furthermore New Republic Intelligence (NRI) has issued a warrant for Bobby Boudreaux's arrest and other government officials have advised that any goods that are in the custody of the New Republic would remain inaccessible.
Earlier this week, officials within the New Republic and Merr-sonn Technologies began receiving reports of suspicious activities being conducted by Bobby Boudreaux. Immediately it was determined that Boudreaux was able to successfully steal a considerable amount of products, raw materials, and deeds to cities within the system of Oetrago in the Mayagil Sector. Boudreaux was quick to list these deeds on markets including the Centrepoint Marketplace. Despite intelligence reports from NRI suggesting that Boudreaux acted on his own with no assistance connected with any criminal organization, it is unclear to what extent his efforts have been to traffic the stolen goods. New Republic policy restricts access to stolen goods in any case. This was repeated in a statement to RNN, Director of New Republic Intelligence Adam Hughes warns: "...anyone dealing with Bobby Boudreaux to buy goods that are on New Republican worlds will not be able to access the goods, under any circumstances."
Speaking at a press conference this morning, the High Ambassador from the Republic Diplomacy Command, Gand Xitwa, confirmed that all access requests related to stolen goods would be denied and that under the Criminal Code possessing or trafficking items through the black market can be punishable by anything from a heavy fine to a custodial sentence. All restricted New Republic technology, most notably military equipment and ships, found in traders lounges or marketplaces across the galaxy are understood to be stolen property and will also incur severe penalties.
Xitwa would go on to appeal to the galaxy at large to do their part to ensure that criminals like Boudreaux are not rewarded for their nefarious deeds and advised extreme caution to anyone dealing with him. "Mr. Boudreaux is wanted for a crime that he committed against the New Republic; however, his transgressions affect more than our government. He recklessly places many good and reputable trading communities in jeopardy with the trafficking of stolen goods. He has tarnished his own good reputation that all governments in this galaxy universally accept: honor, loyalty, reputation, and trustworthiness. It is a shame that Mr. Boudreaux decided to pursue this criminal act after what cumulated to be personal feelings he felt that were levied against him or a lack thereof. It would have been much better for him to work through his problems with officials and come to a much happier and peaceful ending. Please good people of the Galaxy, take this Gand's warning and be cautious of your dealings, both trade and business, with Mr. Boudreaux, his recent actions have violated the universal ideals that many of us hold dear, regardless of our political views."
Despite the robbery, Minister of Trade and Industry, Tengri Lethas, notes that only public sale of equipment from the nationalized corporation have been temporarily suspended, and sources throughout the government report that operations continue unimpeded by this most recent betrayal.
Veritas News Inc. -- Vectinia, Hewett Sector
TE SHUK'LA TSAD - TE ME'SUUM SOLUS
"The group broken, but the planet united," so says the title of our broadcast in roughly uttered Mando'a. Is there truth to this? Having noticed conflicting reports of the recent events in the Hewett Sector's Vectinia system, a well-know region north of the core boasting over 420 million inhabitants, Veritas Press has sent a team of experienced investigative journalists to the allegedly war-torn system in attempt to further report the veracity of the most recent events.
First, a little background on the system's only planet, Vectinia. A fairly large planet, nearly half of its crust is covered in volcanoes and lava, much of the rest covered by ice. Almost all of the planet's habitable regions had been developed for a long period of time by Ailon Nova Guard, once a government that later became a megacorporation. In recent years, the planet was in the news with reports of a workers' uprising in the city of Attigrad, which was quickly quelled by troops led by Grand Admiral Lorenzas Atticus' elite Guardian special forces. The day lives on in questionable memory as Liberation Day in the sector.
However, it seems that political unrest and the threat of civil war had not been eliminated. While opposition groups operated with varying degrees of visibility, the Grand Admiral changed the direction of the company from that of a ship and arms producer to a mercenary force. The loss of revenue caused by this change further agitated the population, and even led to rumblings within the high command's inner circle, resulting in the resignation of the group's original founder and wealthiest member. Further complicating things, the Guard's media director was executed without a trial, for treason.
Always opportunistic, the widely regarded criminal organization Zann Consortium saw a chance to increase its wealth and influence by infiltrating Vectinia with spies and political operatives. The goal was to further build the resolve of insurgent groups while possibly making connections within Ailon's high command. The ideal agent for this was Kohl Straffer, who had known Atticus and Zann leader Ximaro Jix for a long time and who was being groomed as leader of the Guard while Atticus pursued his mercenary desires. Straffer's security clearances within the company were such that he was able to take ownership of almost all of Ailon's assets. Distraught with such a loss, Atticus took off to the far reaches of space, leaving a trusted friend in control of the company.
Whether former Grand Admiral Atticus' presence on the planet would have made a difference in the subsequent events remains a matter of conjecture, but his disappearance was certainly not an example of strong leadership. By the time his comrades reached him on comm, the whole planet was at war. However, Atticus was not without a chance to recover the planet, and hurried back toward Vectinia as he contacted several allied groups for assistance - The Kerdos Company, Knights of the Fountain, the Trade Federation, the Wraiths, Corsec and other groups, some of which he had considered selling a stake in the company to. Their foes? The now-powerful Nova Blades, backed by the Zann Consortium.
Straffer's Nova Blades moved first and thus had the advantage, setting up shields over most of the planet. According to a senior Wraiths official, "We never got to do much other than scouting and playing hard to get on the surface. However, we were observers of the socio-political developments that caused the eventual dissolution of the CorSec/TF/Kurdos [sic] side. Simply put: poor communication got the best of several top people. Amazing work was done by those on the ground, truly amazing, and it was working, albeit slowly. Clear expectations and leadership should have been decided before, not forced and changed during. And trust, that was strained as well."
Diabolus ut' Persolvo, owner of the Kerdos Company, had no comment for us, but was publicly overheard saying that "I was definitely on the wrong side of what was clearly a long needed revolution and NOT a 'looting.'"
Emperor Seele had but a brief comment: "The [Galactic] Empire has no role or part in the conflict in the Vectinia system, and no public comment to make. However, we wish the best to those involved in fending off the toxic forces of Zann from their world."
The rebuilding process, if not smooth, is proceeding rapidly. Countless millions of inhabitants have been displaced from their homes and moved to makeshift shelters, and famine has spread like wildfire among the lowest social strata, but it appears that life on Vectinia will go on. But at what cost? That is the question that lingers like an ominous spectre in the air.
As we surveyd a local settlement situated at the interface between freezing glacier and consuming lava, we tangibly felt the eerie silence that permeated the scenery. Deeper down the stream that traversed through the village, we found a weeping mother who let her baby go into the river toward the volcano. She knew broken Basic.
"Why must they do this. We have built this civilization for millions of years. But all the wars of the invading off-worlders, and the pathetic rulers before them care nothing for us. It is always war, war destroy! Why can't they live in peace?"
The reporter cried in pain with her as the woman's baby slowly floated away into the volcanic region, every fibre of her being wishing this was not so. No wishful desire can undo tragedy. And as reality eventually sank in she could do nothing but dazedly thank her for the experience. She, Ms. Silva, welcomed the mother to join us off-world but she would not come. "I will have one soon who I can feed, I know it." The steel in her voice was unmistakable, but words had become the lament of the dying. It was time to get off this awful planet. Even farther down the river, toward the horridly steaming swamp that lay a short distance away from the lava lakes, some men were swimming, along with children without legs, some blinded or otherwise maimed or mauled. None truly left unscathed.
"I am Magdalena, the mother of the village. I will swim down the river last." Toria wondered what stories the woman had left to tell, and would there be other generations to hear it, as the sight of Vectinia slowly faded away.
TO THE PUBLIC
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High Council Ends Infestation
ARGAI, CRONESE MANDATE, TION CLUSTER
Golan II - Port Argolis Security Checkpoint
Marked for immediate release.
Year 18 Day 80 - Today saw the successful end of a five day operation by senior members of the Tion Hegemony High Council, according to a spokessentient from the Office of the Lady Hegemon.
Upon notification that Kray Voh, infamous bounty hunter and proprietor of Ever Light Transportation, was scheduled to arrive in Argai to gather an order for an Athakam MedTech customer, the High Council formulated a plan to capture the Yam`rii.
An arrest warrant was approved by a quorum of the sitting High Councillors on Day 75, as agents swarmed the Argai system, home of Athakam MedTech, to secure the system and wait-out the arrival of the acknowledged criminal.
Once the Yam'rii was in custody deliberation over trial and execution occurred, with immediate execution of Kray Voh being voted as the course of justice. Summary of charges include: attempting to kidnap a Tionese citizen, attempted bounty, operating illegally within Tionese space, offering bounties of top Tion officials, and criminal threatening of the Lady Hegemon.
The affected customer of Athakam MedTech was contacted post-operation by the Rector Superior of Athakam, who authorized a swift refund and arranged transportation for the delivery of the customer’s goods, including the care of a sand panther cub that Mr. Voh had in his possession.
The Tion High Council would like to offer support to any victims of Kray Voh’s schemes. If anyone having hired Ever Light Transportation believes they will have been affected by this apprehension, please contact Fleet Admiral Crislyn Anessa Waryn.
-- END HIGH COUNCIL RELEASE --
accordance with Tionese Division of Media statutes.
affiliates from GTNG Mediacast at Illyrianna, Dravione.
Downhearted Tion Hegemony Emboldened by Leadership (Posted by Crislyn Anessa Waryn on Year 17 Day 358)
GTNG -- Kazarak system, Sertar, Tion Cluster
But, in order to accurately report the story of Lady Barefoot’s transition to leader of the Tionese people, we must revisit the previous 60 days of the Tionese year. In the weeks leading up to the Tionese annual Day of Unity celebrations, rumors had begun circulating the worlds under the protection of the Tion Hegemony. Hushed voices in every bar, factory, and homestead could be heard asking the same question: "What has become of Lord Hegemon Asai?"
"Lord Takao Asai was the one who taught me the most about government life and planetary economics. I frankly owe everything to his teachings. I join all of Tion in their grieving for the loss of our leader, as I do for my long-time personal friend. But I can assure you, I will do my absolute utmost to continue to build on the work set upon by my predecessors. I am dedicated to seeing the Hegemony surge forward on a path of unlimited prosperity and unity for all Tionese. Tion will remain a neutral force within the galaxy, a committed member of the Galactic Concordiate, and a never fading beacon for all that is good in this galaxy!"
Following signing of the Desargorr Accord and her first official Hegemonial address, Lady Hegemon Barefoot, joined by her wife and their two children, hurried to Voss III where she welcomed the new head of Tion Engineering and Construction, now-Director Kulton Duine, to his new headquarters, before swiftly returning to Meeshae to hold the first High Council session of her tenure.
Among the most influential changes within the Tionese leadership was the naming of former Tion Military and Science Industries President, Abraari To as Chancellor. Sir To was succeeded at TMSI by long-time acting Vice President Stig`ray Morvo. In addition, former First Fleet Admiral William Radcliff was appointed Hyperion, Minister of Defense, his successor in First Fleet to be named early in the new year.
|Onboard the Modular Taskforce Cruiser THS Solay in system Kazarak (310, 293).|
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