Science Fiction LARP in an uncaring universe
A meteor strike, personnel cryo-chambers jettisoned into the atmosphere of an earth-like planet whilst automatic systems begin repairs. Team will awaken slightly confused and lost.
Is the planet as harmless as it seems? Is there any way back to the ship? Where are your weapons? All these answers and more during the game.
This game is set immediately after Trouble on AB425, therefore it is recommended that you play on with the same character.
The Marine Corps of the ship Excalibur have just finished a rescue mission on a mining planet, designated AB962.
The mission was to rescue a Wayland-Yutani representative with his security retinue. The rep had got himself into a rather sticky situation with a dispute over miners’ pay. All work on the planet had stopped and the miners had started rioting.
The Marines were called in to restore the peace and extract the rep from the planet. Everything went according to plan except for a few injuries and the lieutenant getting hit in the head by a flying lump of ore that one of the miners through when the riot started.
En route home from AB962 all crew and guests are in suspended animation. The Excalibur on-board computer picked up a distress beacon from AB425.
Standing Marine Corps orders are too respond to any and all distress signals received. The computer changed course and diverted the Excalibur to AB425.
On arrival to planet AB425 the first crew member to be resuscitated, as always, was the synthetic science officer.
The next person to be resuscitated was the Wayland-Yutani rep, then the marines.
All crew were then briefed on the situation.
Wayland-Yutani transport ship Tiger has crashed on AB425 reasonunknown……Transport ship Tiger crew status is unknown……Status of cargo on transport ship Tiger is unknown……Transmission end
AB425 was terraformed by a Wayland-Yutani colony in order to create an atmosphere capable of sustaining life.
The colony was created 100 years ago making the current colonists 7th generation. The terraforming has transformed the AB425 into a lush forest planet and no longer needed; the atmosphere processor was shut down and abandoned.
All original colony buildings have been dismantled and the materials recycled into the new settlement in the woods.
Not all of the colonists stayed on planet; some moved on to terraform other worlds elsewhere.
It is 2180.
Transmission begins:
On the prison moon of Rhea (also known as Saturn V) two violent criminals have made a break from a maximum security hospital, stealing a Weyland-Yutani cargo craft that had just picked the bodies of two executed prisoners for return to their families on Earth. A spray painted legend with the words “They’re not dead!” was found on the wall of the space dock – although who exactly the ‘they’ refers to remains a mystery.
The escapees were able to avoid their spacecraft being tracked but background checks have revealed that one of the prisoners has a brother serving on an outer rim colony world. The brother is a struck off surgeon now serving as a lowly med-tech and it’s believed that the prisoners may have approached him for help in removing the implanted tracking chips from their necks.
Needless to say both the Federal Security Service’s office and W-Y would like to see the recapture of the prisoners and the return of the Cargo craft – which, in addition to two cadavers they feel honour bound to return to their families, also holds valuable medical research material.
Due to the communications time lag, the colony’s responses to official enquiries have taken a couple of hours. The colony commander confirmed the arrival of two new people – claiming to be mining engineers. Their descriptions exactly fit those of the wanted men. Further information has, however, not been forthcoming as communications have abruptly ceased with no explanation.
As of now, no colony ‘Mayday’ has been received in the last 72 hours. Too long to be explained as a simple transmitter failure.
As such the FSA office has contacted the ICC and the Colonial Administration for permission to ‘saddle up a posse’. The team will comprise a minimum of 12 Colonial Marines, 2 Corporate investigators (with optional bodyguards) and 2 Federal District Marshals.
Congratulations. As part of the team selected, you’ll receive further orders on route.