"You can't stop the signal..."

Those were the words uttered so infamously six months ago. And while the sentiment may be true, Mr. Universe, or whatever his name is, forgot one crucial part, one facet of the human condition that makes it all grind to a halt. People are so gorram stupid.

The year is 2519. Six months post-signal, and no one knows what to believe anymore. While the illegal broadwave broadcast was quickly condemned, many see it as yet another sign that the Alliance is up to no good, and can't be trusted. Alliance infrastructure is beginning to crumble, and a second Unification War is brewing. As neighbor begins to distrust neighbor, Browncoats are being pulled out of the back of closets, and the upcoming Unification Day is becoming a tenser subject by the minute.

As the regular supply lines begin to degrade, the need for cargo haulers and smugglers is at an all-time high. Enter people like Clayton Stanton, a captain whose abilities and grace under pressure are only matched by his cold demeanor. In this hostile climate, it was people like him that got people what they wanted, no matter the cost. And it seems as though he's looking for a few extra crew.


Locals & Mercenaries throughout the 'Verse
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PLEASE NOTE: We are not currently accepting any additional crewmembers on-board the Geronimo.

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Latest Mission Posts

» The Dynamic Duo

Mission: Mission 1: Gearing Up
Posted on Sun May 24th, 2020 @ 10:53pm by Ayla Seton & Captain Clayton Stanton & Jonas Barstow & Alden Loxley

Clayton stood in the cargo hold of the Geronimo, inner calm seemingly completely shattered. He didn't like playing the part of a pawn, especially when he didn't know what the game was. And now he had two mercenaries, though seemingly innocuous, forced upon him. Their collision course with him couldn't…

» I'm Fine, Honest

Mission: Mission 1: Gearing Up
Posted on Thu Apr 9th, 2020 @ 7:36am by Dr. Moira Dun & Alden Loxley

Alden sat atop a crate with his back to a bulkhead, all his current possessions to his left barring his guitar which rested on his lap. It was warm enough to temporarily ditch a couple of layers, so his jacket now lay upon his pack, and his shirt was undone,…

» Just Two Guys In A Galley

Mission: Mission 1: Gearing Up
Posted on Sun Mar 15th, 2020 @ 9:11am by Alden Loxley & Maximilian Wells

Max winced as he dropped the bag of ice on his shoulder. A quick inspection and the fact that he could still move the thing normally told him that there was no perminant damage, he hadn't imagined there would be, but icing it now while he waited for the captain…

» Torque

Mission: Mission 1: Gearing Up
Posted on Tue Feb 25th, 2020 @ 5:15pm by Maximilian Wells

Max was sweating, after returning to the ship with the parts he had acquired with the help of Moira, he'd gone directly to the engine room, excited to get started on repairs.

Aside from the elementary repair job he'd pulled earlier, he'd never actually worked on a trace compression block…

» Shopping

Mission: Mission 1: Gearing Up
Posted on Mon Feb 24th, 2020 @ 12:57am by Dr. Moira Dun & Maximilian Wells

True excitement was a rare joy for Max, most of his life he hadn't had much reason to be excited over much, the easy-going grin that he habitually wore was a mask, a disguise and a shield all in one. He'd been given a job, somewhat cemented now that the…

Latest Personal Logs

» Is This the Right Step for Me?

Posted on Thu Nov 28th, 2019 @ 12:40am by Chin Yee

As Chin took those dozen or so steps toward the warehouse door. The past few minutes seemed to flash through his mind.

The unknown man in red had stepped out of the warehouse. Somehow this man had drawn them all to this place. And this man knew him by name…

» Dream A Little Dream

Posted on Mon Oct 14th, 2019 @ 3:48am by Ayla Seton

The eyes were cold, lifeless as they stared down at her. Nothing but soulless black pits that when paired with the wicked upturning of his and lips sent a shiver coursing through her slender frame. It started at the base of neck spreading downward, edging down her spine until it…

» Not quite settlin' in

Posted on Mon Aug 12th, 2019 @ 7:28am by Ayla Seton

After showing the three passengers back to their little area of the ship, Ayla made her way back into the cargo bay and hefted her bag back up over her shoulder, the hat she'd used to hide her hair tumbling down to the floor. Scooping it up, she shoved it…