So our continuous adventure into outer space wasn't as action-packed as the last one, but it worked out fine. Sector 8 was peaceful enough and joined us without much trouble, I got a promotion to Senator-General and then a year passed. Binding together 5 floors with our we had a solid ground to stand on for a society, and then sector 12 began an anarchistic revolution. I don't know how they got the idea, but somehow they saw me as a tyrant. Me? The Senator-General? What utter nonsense! Not only that, but we had two runners from sector 9 that we hadn't smoked out yet. One even attacked the italian chick (Jane I think her name was) who quickly kicked him in the groin after he stabbed two of my guards, then Jane kicked him to the ground and sat on him until backup arrived and he was executed right on the spot.
Meanwhile Dr Grübber was preoccupied going through the dental records of the 1000 people in Sector 9 to find the missing runner... who turned out to be his head-nurse. Back to Jane, she entered Sector 12 and found it being overrun by anarchistic mexican gang-members, The East side Locos. And after some questioning she made my guard shoot the closest gang-member with a spray-can. Without authorization. The PR-department will have a rough time cleaning this mess up. So after the report I put the place in lockdown at the moment so it doesn't spread while I gather a small team of soldiers, Jane and the head-nurse to negotiate with the leaders of Sector 12.
Talking with the very friendly anarchists I tried to at least make sure there is no hostilities between the area I control and theirs. So I make them a deal they can't refuse, they can keep their Sector, but they stay there and agrees to trade with us and we will not interfere with them and provide access to necessities such as electricity and such. And as compensation they get to kill the head-nurse, an eye for an eye if you get my drift. The security team then cleaned up the mess and dumped the body over the balcony. No one kills three of my guys and gets away with it.
While this is going on Jake Smith is trying to reroute the controls, but the systems are bust and the cords are fried. So we seriously doubt that that we can control this chunk of metal. On other fronts weapon research have hit some breakthroughs, I got my Molotov Cocktail, but not the flame-throwers (and this was due to a lack of communication on my side with the DM). So the main characters have dinner in the lunch room when suddenly the alarm goes of. Sector 4269 is in distress and apparently the Thing is loose. Bump goes the air-ducts above us and I really want my flame-throwers. After some discussion about the fire security I'm able to get the research team to reverse-engineer our fire extinguisher to flame-throwers (I thought on that earlier, but forget to mention it, therefor missing out on a whole year of pyromanic awesomeness). The floors goes into lockdown and out of the vent falls... the Captain, who survived the meteor crash and lived in the vent for a whole year living on rats. Medic test are set up to test the personal for any infestation (you know the blood and fire test). The Sky-Marshal goes missing and all player characters are tested negative (non-infected). All in all one person is found out and burned to a crisp by our newly developed flame-throwers. The blood sample left is taken to our newly constructed blood-scanner that Smith threw together (insanely good roll) that starts scanning of the whole ship to determine the spread of the infection.
Turns out 200 floors are beyond saving so with some hacking skills and passwords from the Captain, Smith disengage those floors out to space, saving the rest of us as we have it more manageable the few infected in our sectors. And this is were it mostly ends, open-ended interpretation. Do we find a planet? Are we able to control the ship? Our are we doomed to wander aimlessly around in space until all systems fails and everyone dies. It was more or less up to us what we wanted to happen after this point. All I know is that I became the highest ranking officer in charge with the Sky-Marshal gone and the Captain out of commission more or less since the experience with the Thing had broken his sanity. So full title should be Captain Sky-Marshal Senator-General Zachary Foxx. Then next objective was to locate the Fort Knox of the ship and put all its content in my hands. If we survive I'm the richest guy on the colony, or if we wanders until we die, I will die as the richest man on the ship. Win-Win either way and flames to the face upon those who disagree.
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