Astralship travels

A Clockwork space adventure awaits (Rp blog for space adventures)

[iknowitwontwork]

REBLOG IF IT'S OKAY FOR ME TO BOTHER YOU IF YOU'RE MY MUTUAL

[astralshipmonroe]

Cadmus sat in his office playing around with his own hard light avatar shifting through the hundreds of options he could choose from after all it was his company but he wasn't doing this with any form of enjoyment. He waved a hand in a dismissive gesture and the menus disappeared leaving him looking at his reflection in the window looking over the city sized planet. His raven black hair messy, stubble on his face that threatened to become a beard if left untrimmed, and one peircing green eye that was mismatched with the other that looked like a ghostly green marble. Cadmus Dolore yet another impossibly rich Tech giant trapped in a gilded cage of his own design.

{Alert Depression detected possible remedies include taking a shower, going for a walk...}

"Shut up." He sighed.

{Shutting up}

The computer was right he did need to shower and find something to do perhaps exploring the lower levels of Cadia could be fun...

[wewillstaywithyou]

"That's not a very nice way to talk to a program that was just telling you the truth. They weren't even that harsh about it." Came a voice behind him a second before some purple smoke residue trailed over his shoulder.

A hand reached over neck, dark plum ink swirling on the skin of his wrist, fiddling a bit with Cadmus' avatar options if allowed. "that color looks good on you. The stubble on the real you though is in the weird between phase. You keeping it or gonna give in to the robot and shave?"

[astralshipmonroe]

"Lachlan It's very concerning that you somehow manage to appear in my office unannounced." He said turning around. "If it were anyone else I think the security team would be fired." He yawned and stretched and rubbed the stubble. "I don't like stubble" he pouted knowing he would have to shave. The office was all dark marble slimline designed furniture. "How's the complex?" He asked walking toward the bathroom.

[wewillstaywithyou]

"I wouldn't dream of doing such a thing and risking Sisa's position and reputation." He mused as he looked at him and rubbed his stubble briefly before floating up and over him and desk to lounge on his back on the opposite side where he originally should have been.

"ah... The complex. The complex is fine." He waved his hand at Cadmus lazily, other arm going behind his head as he relaxed and just drifted around the open space slowly. "Nothing for you to worry about. Just like everything on your screen can also be pushed off until a later time. Like after a proper meal and shower and rest."

[astralshipmonroe]

He rolled his eyes, "I slept..." He paused thinking for a moment "...Computer what time is it and how long did I sleep for?"

{The current time on Cadia in this region is 3:43 mid day. You slept for 4:12 in terran hours}

Cadmus nodded as he began to shave. "See I slept."

[wewillstaywithyou]

"you left out a very important detail " Lachlan smirked slightly as he floated into the bathroom to watch Cadmus.

"computer, how long ago did he sleep?"

[astralshipmonroe]

{19 hours ago}

"....Well sleep isn't very important for my species." He mused as he began to wash his face of the remaining hair.

"Besides Cadia's orbital gyroscope is nearly finished. Once it's fully operational I can relax."

[astralshipmonroe]

Cadmus sat in his office playing around with his own hard light avatar shifting through the hundreds of options he could choose from after all it was his company but he wasn't doing this with any form of enjoyment. He waved a hand in a dismissive gesture and the menus disappeared leaving him looking at his reflection in the window looking over the city sized planet. His raven black hair messy, stubble on his face that threatened to become a beard if left untrimmed, and one peircing green eye that was mismatched with the other that looked like a ghostly green marble. Cadmus Dolore yet another impossibly rich Tech giant trapped in a gilded cage of his own design.

{Alert Depression detected possible remedies include taking a shower, going for a walk...}

"Shut up." He sighed.

{Shutting up}

The computer was right he did need to shower and find something to do perhaps exploring the lower levels of Cadia could be fun...

[wewillstaywithyou]

"That's not a very nice way to talk to a program that was just telling you the truth. They weren't even that harsh about it." Came a voice behind him a second before some purple smoke residue trailed over his shoulder.

A hand reached over neck, dark plum ink swirling on the skin of his wrist, fiddling a bit with Cadmus' avatar options if allowed. "that color looks good on you. The stubble on the real you though is in the weird between phase. You keeping it or gonna give in to the robot and shave?"

[astralshipmonroe]

"Lachlan It's very concerning that you somehow manage to appear in my office unannounced." He said turning around. "If it were anyone else I think the security team would be fired." He yawned and stretched and rubbed the stubble. "I don't like stubble" he pouted knowing he would have to shave. The office was all dark marble slimline designed furniture. "How's the complex?" He asked walking toward the bathroom.

[wewillstaywithyou]

"I wouldn't dream of doing such a thing and risking Sisa's position and reputation." He mused as he looked at him and rubbed his stubble briefly before floating up and over him and desk to lounge on his back on the opposite side where he originally should have been.

"ah... The complex. The complex is fine." He waved his hand at Cadmus lazily, other arm going behind his head as he relaxed and just drifted around the open space slowly. "Nothing for you to worry about. Just like everything on your screen can also be pushed off until a later time. Like after a proper meal and shower and rest."

[astralshipmonroe]

He rolled his eyes, "I slept..." He paused thinking for a moment "...Computer what time is it and how long did I sleep for?"

{The current time on Cadia in this region is 3:43 mid day. You slept for 4:12 in terran hours}

Cadmus nodded as he began to shave. "See I slept."

[astralshipmonroe]

Cadmus sat in his office playing around with his own hard light avatar shifting through the hundreds of options he could choose from after all it was his company but he wasn't doing this with any form of enjoyment. He waved a hand in a dismissive gesture and the menus disappeared leaving him looking at his reflection in the window looking over the city sized planet. His raven black hair messy, stubble on his face that threatened to become a beard if left untrimmed, and one peircing green eye that was mismatched with the other that looked like a ghostly green marble. Cadmus Dolore yet another impossibly rich Tech giant trapped in a gilded cage of his own design.

{Alert Depression detected possible remedies include taking a shower, going for a walk...}

"Shut up." He sighed.

{Shutting up}

The computer was right he did need to shower and find something to do perhaps exploring the lower levels of Cadia could be fun...

[wewillstaywithyou]

"That's not a very nice way to talk to a program that was just telling you the truth. They weren't even that harsh about it." Came a voice behind him a second before some purple smoke residue trailed over his shoulder.

A hand reached over neck, dark plum ink swirling on the skin of his wrist, fiddling a bit with Cadmus' avatar options if allowed. "that color looks good on you. The stubble on the real you though is in the weird between phase. You keeping it or gonna give in to the robot and shave?"

[astralshipmonroe]

"Lachlan It's very concerning that you somehow manage to appear in my office unannounced." He said turning around. "If it were anyone else I think the security team would be fired." He yawned and stretched and rubbed the stubble. "I don't like stubble" he pouted knowing he would have to shave. The office was all dark marble slimline designed furniture. "How's the complex?" He asked walking toward the bathroom.

[astralshipmonroe]

Cadmus sat in his office playing around with his own hard light avatar shifting through the hundreds of options he could choose from after all it was his company but he wasn't doing this with any form of enjoyment. He waved a hand in a dismissive gesture and the menus disappeared leaving him looking at his reflection in the window looking over the city sized planet. His raven black hair messy, stubble on his face that threatened to become a beard if left untrimmed, and one peircing green eye that was mismatched with the other that looked like a ghostly green marble. Cadmus Dolore yet another impossibly rich Tech giant trapped in a gilded cage of his own design.

{Alert Depression detected possible remedies include taking a shower, going for a walk...}

"Shut up." He sighed.

{Shutting up}

The computer was right he did need to shower and find something to do perhaps exploring the lower levels of Cadia could be fun...

[astralshipmonroe]

{Collected Interview article with Cadmus Dolore about Cadia}

{"Dolore Inc's Founder and CEO Cadmus Dolore is a marvel in the Interplanetary tech industry and today we have him here at Astral News Network. Welcome Mr.Dolore."

"A pleasure, Im sure. I love your Avatar. Its very In style."

"Ohh thank you for our readers I am wearing one of Dolore Inc's hard light displays its a required for any visitors on the astroid Cadia."

".....Sorry to correct you but Cadia has been deemed a planet by the scientific community, and Yes Cadia is an anonymous shopping destination planet. to better provide for all sorts of clientele."

"Right sorry..ahem that brings me to our next question. Cadia resides in an area of space deemed to dangerous for galactic laws to apply how do you keep the crime rate so low?"

"Well thats simple really, My Company prizes all our customer's anonymity on Cadia as Sacred and we noticed that if you allow an anonymous shopping system crime rates fall to an all time low. and violent crime although rare on cadia is dealt with rather quickly by shutting off life support to those more agressive individuals."

"Okay s-so you uhh You have high priority security systems on Cadia. Thats good to hear. I guess my next question is about your aquisition of the Asteroi...PLANET! Ahem...I heard it was a rather difficult Take over?"

"Ohh no nothing like that in fact it was quite simple You see most people use Dolore Tech, wether its as simple as your translator or as complicated as your ship's navigation system most people cant seem to get rid of us."

"So are you saying that the Dolore Tech facilitated your Hostile take over of what was it called before... 'Red's pirate trade outpost' ?"

".....Hostile Takeover by the stars..what unpleasant words. It was simply a push for Red to reevaluate his failing business."

"Yes I heard rumors that Cadia's orbit was altered quite a bit just before your takeover Mr.Dolore some are saying that you somehow caused this. Would you like to address these rumors?"

"Well Cadia's Orbit was already out of sync with Helios 12 (the star in this particular solar system) before our takeover and as you might be aware of Cadia has an artificial gyro core. after an investigation it turns out Red simply refused to take proper care of the core. Now that we have the planent we are active in correcting the orbit and from what I hear things are going swimmingly also I wouldnt put any stock in rumors that say We sabotaged the gyro core before hand its simply rediculous."

"Very Interesting I have heard that you are correcting the orbit with the help of... indentured labour?"

"Well yes. We Import non dangerous convicts to help keep Cadia running. They get valuable work experience and we dont think that because you run afoul of the law or our billing department that you should waste your days sitting in a cell on a prison planet wasting whatever government's taxpayer's money."

"That sounds very productive! Now Mr.Dolore we have to ask are there any shops or parts of Cadia you'd like to recommend?"

"Ohh Yes! Most of the shops on Cadia run on a limited time basis for obvious reasons however if you want somewhere to experience rare and intergalactic foods, drinks, and entertainment look no further than the Eros Complex. It has everything you could want or need for any vice you have."

"Sounds fun! I'll be sure to visit it myself! thank you so much for this interview Mr.Dolore."

"Of course it was my pleasure." }

[belost-the-watcher]

astralshipmonroe​:

{Thank you for using Cadia’s customer support line your call is important to us! This call will be translated using Dolore Inc. universal translater.}

There was a polite chime sound followed by a brief moment of hold music before the call was picked up.

“Thank you for calling Cadia customer support my name is {Translation not found} You are calling about exchange rates in regard to the Cadia Credit Subscription service correct? What economic system do you currently hold stock in?”

The voice on the line was very clearly altered to sound pleasent and light but was definitely undercut by the alien gutteral sounds by the actual customer service representative.

Rethan sighed and dropped back into his seat. Times like this were when he really missed shooting people for a living. Sitting on hold waiting for some alien pulled from the bottom rungs of society on some backwater planet to read off a chart and discuss currency exchange rates… Not something he’d ever imagined himself doing when he decided to become a smuggler.

“Yeah that’s right. Looking for your exchange rate for Galra Authorized Currency and the difference in rates between your basic membership and premium membership. Also looking for whatever costs are associated with being a temporary seller on Cadia. Looking to come in for probably a week.”

[astralshipmonroe]

"Alright, give me a second while I look that up. Did you have a decent trip to Cadia? I know the asteroid field is a nightmare." He said making small talk that you never really get to answer because it's just to distract you from the time it takes for the computer look up.

"Okay so from GAC to Cadia Credits on the basic plan is a 1.5 to 1 ratio with a deposit of 100 credits. However for the same Deposit on our premium plan it's a ratio 1 to 1.75. Now as for selling on Cadia with the basic plan you will be looking at a rent of 400 for one week on level CD which is the bazaar level and you will need to find your own space and provide your own security now on our premium plan we will be granted access to level EZ which will provide you with a store front unit in one of the climate domes and 1 security bot."

[belost-the-watcher]

astralshipmonroe​:

{Proximity Automated message activated}

Welcome to Cadia! We are pleased to see that You are a first time visitor to our trade planet allow us to inform you of our First Time procedures. But first a few questions

{Are you an existing Dolore Inc. customer?} Y/N

{Do you own any products from the Dolore Inc. family line of products?} Y/N

{Have you been sentenced by the local governing body of this region of space to work for our company for less than minimal pay?} Y/N

Thank you for completing our questionaire!

Rules

 • Currency: Thanks to Dolore Inc’s wonderful ownership of this planet we can convert most forms of Currency to Cadia Credits. the value of which is altered based on your subscription level.

 • Atmosphere and life support: Cadia is an Atmosphere free environment which allows species from all over to trade wares without worrying to conform to one particular environment. After all Space is Neutral territory! But we do offer life support suits for all manner of species which can be purchased at any gate and for our premium subscribers are offered free of charge.

 • Consumer Anonymity: Your anonymity is our top priority which is why you will be provided hard light encryption avatar shells which can be customized to your liking want to be a dragon? or a whimsical slenderman? feel free to purchase from thousands of optional outfits and colors! for our premium subscribers get discounted rates on your custom avatars.

 • Seller/consumer safety: Please be aware that Cadia is not part of any intergalactic governing systems however does follow Dark space laws. We know this may make things dangerous for some. Which is why for our premium subscribers you will be provided with a safe shopping experience in the platinum sphere.

Rethan’s focus immediately went to the concept of altered monetary value based on a subscription. He didn’t care much about anonymity and the man’s kit from his Raider days (plus his hulking frame) would take care of any safety issues he might run into. Typical ‘premium service’. Loaded with features you don’t need for one you might actually want.

He entered in the answers to the questionnaire, no’s all the way down the line.

“Customer support: Give me a breakdown on exchange rates based on basic service versus the premium subscription.”

[astralshipmonroe]

{Thank you for using Cadia's customer support line your call is important to us! This call will be translated using Dolore Inc. universal translater.}

There was a polite chime sound followed by a brief moment of hold music before the call was picked up.

"Thank you for calling Cadia customer support my name is {Translation not found} You are calling about exchange rates in regard to the Cadia Credit Subscription service correct? What economic system do you currently hold stock in?"

The voice on the line was very clearly altered to sound pleasent and light but was definitely undercut by the alien gutteral sounds by the actual customer service representative.

[tenexbriis]

astralshipmonroe​: 

“First off the security protocol can only be deactivated by the computer itself and for it to do so you are going to need to lower your weapon. Secondly, I need to reach that panel that I assume you tried to hack into before the timer goes off because bad things happen when timers reach zero. Thirdly, This may not come as a shock to you but your reputation precedes you so why areYou here? I haven’t fucked with your guild and I haven’t collected anything worth your time.” He said keeping an eye on the window to see the reflection of the goat trot down the hall way.

{[1:32:70] remaining}

He hesitates a moment. Trying to glean any information from the other’s tone. Testing for any deception. It would be easier for him to detect with his helmet off. But he knew that some of these A.I. were damn near sentient, and therefore the ship might as well be pointing a weapon at him in this standoff, even if it wasn’t as obvious as what he’s seen from those cinema files from Terra.  

Slowly the mercenary lowers his pistol, still keeping a wary glance at the hooved creature as it moves. Still cautious (because he still was under the assumption that security measures could go off at any moment) he slowly backs away, giving a good arm’s length from the panel, even daring to remove the hardware he had been planting. No need to let someone else get their hands on that. 

    “My contact would disagree. Seems you’ve got your hands on something they don’t want floating out in the public. Or even private collections for that matter.” 

[astralshipmonroe]

He looked around the corner at the being on his ship. Holstering his gun and raised his hands walking to the panel. Deactivating the timer. "The timer is deactivated. I am going to reduce the threat level because you seem like someone who is willing to talk but be warned you get antsy with that gun it will automatically retrigger the high alert setting. Am I clear?" He said looking over his shoulder at him. Blue eyes staring intently. He quickly reduced the alert system. "Now...this contact what do they think I have? I'll admit this wouldnt be the first time I've been on the business end of a gun but to have two large ships ready to turn mine into scrap metal seems excessive."

Suddenly over the intercom system

"ALPHA YOU GOT THE INTRUDER??!"

"Yes B Stand down. He...They? Seem amicable. I'm sorry what are your pronouns?" He replied to the intercom returning his attention to Tanmur.

"PERMISSION TO AMISH THE SHIP?"

"You Amish the ship B. and we would be at a disadvantage. Considering our guest."

There was a long pause.

".....Fine."

[tenexbriis]

astralshipmonroe​:

“ANYTHING YOU CAN DO I CAN DO BETTER! I CAN DO ANYTHING BETTER THAN YOU!”

Alphonse ran down the halls of his ship as Butio’s strange music oddities blasted over the speaker systems. When he rounded a corner and saw him. darting back around the corner and pressing his back against the wall. Several thoughts happened at once.

Can that be him?

Can’t possibly be him.

If it was him what did he want?

Correction if it was him what do I have and what can I get out of this?

Oh no the fucking goat is loose.

Was the final thought as he made a grab for Butio’s stupid pet and the goat bypassed him and ran down the hall wandered down the hall toward the intruder. Alphonse shook his head and said.

“Don’t hurt the animal.” He pleaded looking through a view port and seeing several ships appear nearby. “You do and we are both dead.” He stepped out going to the control panel and reducing the volume of the music.

Head shakes. Damn that overhead recording was annoying. He was glad he had his helm on so he didn’t have to taste any of the grating, artificial sounds. Didn’t mean that hearing it wasn’t still enough to cause his senses to ache. Certainly wasn’t the biggest of his worries at the moment, but it was the reason why when someone suddenly came around the corner, he was caught off guard. 

The Creaturid turns quickly, drawing a pistol from his thigh and aiming it in Alphonse’s direction before the human ducks away again. He no longer was concealing the shape of his form, but the true nature, the reality of his species, was still hidden underneath. But in some circles, his reputation as guild leader preceded him. 

When suddenly he was confronted by a four limbed, horned thing. That certainly throws him off. 

What in the name of Tenebris is that? 

The pistol remained aimed at the corner the other had ducked behind. There was no way this thing was a threat. 

   “Call off your security protocol and I can call off my team. If we can talk this through, no one will have to pull any drastic measures.” 

[astralshipmonroe]

"First off the security protocol can only be deactivated by the computer itself and for it to do so you are going to need to lower your weapon. Secondly, I need to reach that panel that I assume you tried to hack into before the timer goes off because bad things happen when timers reach zero. Thirdly, This may not come as a shock to you but your reputation precedes you so why areYou here? I haven't fucked with your guild and I haven't collected anything worth your time." He said keeping an eye on the window to see the reflection of the goat trot down the hall way.

{[1:32:70] remaining}

[astralshipmonroe]

{Proximity Automated message activated}

Welcome to Cadia! We are pleased to see that You are a first time visitor to our trade planet allow us to inform you of our First Time procedures. But first a few questions

{Are you an existing Dolore Inc. customer?} Y/N

{Do you own any products from the Dolore Inc. family line of products?} Y/N

{Have you been sentenced by the local governing body of this region of space to work for our company for less than minimal pay?} Y/N

Thank you for completing our questionaire!

Rules

 • Currency: Thanks to Dolore Inc's wonderful ownership of this planet we can convert most forms of Currency to Cadia Credits. the value of which is altered based on your subscription level.

 • Atmosphere and life support: Cadia is an Atmosphere free environment which allows species from all over to trade wares without worrying to conform to one particular environment. After all Space is Neutral territory! But we do offer life support suits for all manner of species which can be purchased at any gate and for our premium subscribers are offered free of charge.

 • Consumer Anonymity: Your anonymity is our top priority which is why you will be provided hard light encryption avatar shells which can be customized to your liking want to be a dragon? or a whimsical slenderman? feel free to purchase from thousands of optional outfits and colors! for our premium subscribers get discounted rates on your custom avatars.

 • Seller/consumer safety: Please be aware that Cadia is not part of any intergalactic governing systems however does follow Dark space laws. We know this may make things dangerous for some. Which is why for our premium subscribers you will be provided with a safe shopping experience in the platinum sphere.

[tenexbriis]

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.....,

.......,

{{SYSTEM FIREWALL BREACH. SYSTEM REBOOT ACTIVATED. LOGIN CREDENTIALS NOT FOUND. AUTOMATIC RESPONSE ACTIVATED}}

{Hello and Welcome [NAME NOT GIVEN ERROR3256] We are more than happy to have you aboard our ship today! Unfortunately readings indicate that you do not have the relevant biometric and or relevant key data☺️

{{SHIP ERROR REPORT STORAGE BREACH LOSS OF FUNCTION OF DOOR 12}}

This means we that you may be aboard illegally which has authorized lethal force according to Galactic standardized laws!

[B/][Damn right lethal force has been authorized are you seriously hacking my ship? Do you have any idea who I am or who we are?? Of course not! Welcome to the I.R.M.A Pal ohh by the way it takes two to tango so I hope you enjoy showtunes while getting riddled with star bolt lasers👹]

{{playing Anything you can do by Ethel Mermen}}

We are sorry for any inconveniences lethal force may cause to you! Such as but not limited too

Severe injury

5th degree burns

Loss of limb

Loss of life

{End of automatic message}

{System back online. Searching for unauthorized heat signatures}

--------------------------------

@astralshipmonroe

Well.

This certainly wasn't what he expected. So much for a quick and easy 'get in, get out' stealth mission. Damn. This artifact better be fucking worth it. Damn Lonzo didn't warn him about this AI. More so he was told that the blocker he was given and currently hooking in to a control panel would be enough to bypass the warning system. Either they had underestimated it or something else was afoot. However, Tanmur didn't have much time to contemplate just how he was going to ridicule his team when he clearly had more pressing manners to attend to.

Heat signatures huh?

Gloved fingers come up to his neck, pressing on a panel of his compression suit (don't get any ideas. It can only be activated by biometrics in the suit). Pressure is released, suit decompressing, and with it, his temperature on any infrared sensors would drop as well. Temporarily, but it would at least delay any immediate heat scans and their accompanying security measures. It did make him a little more vulnerable, suit no longer as air tight as he stretches out to his true height, body still poised and ready to at least attempt to dodge whatever barrage might be getting sent his way.

"Don't be so hasty. Do that and you're going to get a lot of heat on your tail." His voice warns through his translator, hoping that he wasn't just talking to an empty hallway.

And with that warning, just like clockwork, more than a few ships would ping on the I.R.M.A's radar as TENARMIS ships come out of jumpspace. No need to target weapon systems just yet, but it could be correctly assumed that could change in a matter of seconds. You didn't think that the guild leader would go in on a solo mission, did you? Without a contingency plan? Please. He's been in this game a long time.

"How about you power down those scanners and we talk this through."

[astralshipmonroe]

"ANYTHING YOU CAN DO I CAN DO BETTER! I CAN DO ANYTHING BETTER THAN YOU!"

Alphonse ran down the halls of his ship as Butio's strange music oddities blasted over the speaker systems. When he rounded a corner and saw him. darting back around the corner and pressing his back against the wall. Several thoughts happened at once.

Can that be him?

Can't possibly be him.

If it was him what did he want?

Correction if it was him what do I have and what can I get out of this?

Oh no the fucking goat is loose.

Was the final thought as he made a grab for Butio's stupid pet and the goat bypassed him and ran down the hall wandered down the hall toward the intruder. Alphonse shook his head and said.

"Don't hurt the animal." He pleaded looking through a view port and seeing several ships appear nearby. "You do and we are both dead." He stepped out going to the control panel and reducing the volume of the music.

[astralshipmonroe]

{SHIP ERROR REPORT LOSS OF GRAVITY CONTROL}

{Ship comm channel to weapons lab openned}

{.....Butio what happened?}

{...would you believe space squid?}

{Absolutely not. It's your goat again isn't it?}

{His name is explodere😥}

{WELL WHAT DID HE DO?!}

{I'M FIXING IT. He just chewed through some wires is all.}

{What wires??}

{The uhh.. gravity controls....BUT LIKE I SAID IM FIXING IT....THERE.}

{IM ON THE CEILING YOU FUCK}

{ONE SECOND!}

{Gravity restored☺️}

{I'm going to jetison you and that goat into space IF YOU DONT GET IT UNDER CONTROL!}

{Al we don't say things in anger.😒}

{comm channel closed}

[astralshipmonroe]

{Cadmus Dolore

Home planet: Cadia a high value trading planet [B/][He wishes it's an astroid very slowly losing its orbit.]

Species:{Redacted}

Gender:Male

Age:35

Not part of the I.R.M.A crew but is the son of Alphonse Monroe. Owns and operates Dolore Inc. A rather successful Monopolistic company that terraforms [B/][Sections of] Planets. Cadia is HQ of Dolore Inc. and a very popular trading post for a verity of intelligent life forms.}

[B/][Has an inferiority complex and is a bit up himself but ultimately a good kid I guess.😒]

[astralshipmonroe]

{Private communication channel opened}

{Hello Father. How goes......what is it you do now?...antiquing?}

{Hey kiddo and it's rescue and recovery that I do. How is your astroid city?}

{.....It's a planet dad it's been classified as one for a while now.}

{Right sorry so it's finally big enough to be classified as a dwarf planet right? Or did they change the metrics on how that's measured?}

{IT WAS A PLANET WHEN I TOOK IT OVER DAD!}

{Hey it's okay Its still very impressive that you are running a whole city on a planetoid no matter what the scientific community says.}

[B/][Ya know it's really wierd that you obsess over this Caddy you took over a pirate outpost and made it a thriving trade venue even if its falling out of orbit.]

{.......Why even bother having a private communication channel if you let Butio interject when ever he wants dad?}

{Hey you know he's the best hacker this side of the Galaxy I couldn't stop him if even if I tried.}

[B/][That's right Caddy you best remember that time I saved your ass from that rogue A.I]

{Um you mean the one you created?}

[B/][In my defense I was working with an alien data core]

{Uh-huh I'll remember that if I ever need to be traumatized again}

[B/][🥱 bored nice catching up with you Caddy good luck with your inferiority complex Mr.Its a planet.🍆🤏]

{Jack ass.}

[B/][Corporate shill]

{Was there a reason you contacted me son?}

{I was planning on inviting you to a private Auction on Cadia if you have the time.}

{Butio proof private communication Authorized}

{What kind of Auction?}

{The kind with anonymous high rolling bidders and extremely rare items from before the schism}

{....Cad you really should get out from the criminal empire. You already have what you need to leave and be safe.}

{I know dad I've heard this before but I'm not playing stupid games to win stupid prizes. I'm being safe.}

{I'll be there only to see what's on offer.}

{Private communication channel ended}

[astralshipmonroe]

{The Interplanetary Recovery Meta Astralship or I.R.M.A [B/][with many parking violation tickets] designed to withstand extreme environments for rescue and recovery missions. Powered by Star plasmatics which allows for multiple uses of warp speed [B/][YET SOMEHOW THE FUCKING AIR CONDITIONING IS ALWAYS ON THE FRITZ!] Heavily armed weaponry systems as well [B/][Damn right it better be]}

[astralshipmonroe]

(image not found of crew member Butio)

[B/][Damn right! I spent ages wiping my face from galactic records good luck trying to find my face on here😈]

{Butio Crepitus

Home planet: [B/][Noneya in the star system bizniss]{redacted}

Age: [B/][👁️👄👁️ Ya calling me old?] {Redacted}

Gender: [B/][🥸👹💩]

Species: [B/][Solarian tree frog. I'm poisonous beware!] {He is not poisonous Redacted}

Job: Weapons Specialist and chief engineer of the I.R.M.A [B/][and incredible hacker and guilotine design hobbyist]