Post by Demetrius Veus on Feb 21, 2015 7:15:33 GMT -7
Klensal, Hades Gamma
Second month, first epoch, 2186.
Weather: Cold as all hell.
Klensal, a gigantic "ghost planet." Huge mining interests had been duped into blowing billions on this planet, and it turned into a mess of abandoned facilities. Some of which held criminals. Others held madmen. Tonight, a madman was going to take one abandoned base from some criminals. Two-bit thugs, a petty gang known as the "Screaming Space Cows." These guys were, if his research was accurate, the least powerful gang on this planet--the perfect start for Demetrius' first noble conquest.
He stood on top of the hill, looking through and aided optic HUD on his helmet. He was about 3000 meters away. Plenty of hostiles, decent amount of surveillance. He could use an accomplice, or even a diversion. Hell, he could use a friggin' army. But first the base. Then the power, than the immortality, then the army. Or something. He needed a plan.
He readied his pistol. He muttered a simple prayer to himself. Alright, Messiah, it's time to do what you do best, he thought, focusing his energy and slowly advancing through the area. Time to make his play for the big leagues in this galaxy.....
Second month, first epoch, 2186.
Weather: Cold as all hell.
Klensal, a gigantic "ghost planet." Huge mining interests had been duped into blowing billions on this planet, and it turned into a mess of abandoned facilities. Some of which held criminals. Others held madmen. Tonight, a madman was going to take one abandoned base from some criminals. Two-bit thugs, a petty gang known as the "Screaming Space Cows." These guys were, if his research was accurate, the least powerful gang on this planet--the perfect start for Demetrius' first noble conquest.
He stood on top of the hill, looking through and aided optic HUD on his helmet. He was about 3000 meters away. Plenty of hostiles, decent amount of surveillance. He could use an accomplice, or even a diversion. Hell, he could use a friggin' army. But first the base. Then the power, than the immortality, then the army. Or something. He needed a plan.
He readied his pistol. He muttered a simple prayer to himself. Alright, Messiah, it's time to do what you do best, he thought, focusing his energy and slowly advancing through the area. Time to make his play for the big leagues in this galaxy.....