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259-2508 Gateway News Service- Britomart

Very odd things happened on this border world today. Five Royal Sutekh Merchant Marine Tradewinds jumped into the system and did some very odd things. First one of the ships broadcast the following phrase on an open channel: Les sanglots longs Des violons De l'automne. Then the ships headed into the system where they were challenged by system defense command, and they said they were coming to visit Britomart “For the waters”. The French phrase is from a poem by Paul Verlaine; Chanson d'automne.

This caused some confusion, but they were authorized to land at the starport. As the ships approached the planet, they sent out another communication: Blessent mon cœur D'une langueur Monotone. Again there is no idea what this communication means. But two of the ships instead of landing at the starport split up with one landing in a mountain lake where there were just cabins. When police arrived, they found the ship sitting in the lake floating, with crew fishing from the open cargo bay doors.

When asked what they were doing, the crew told the responding police that they wanted fresh fish for dinner. The police ordered them to the starport, at which time the crew said they would just as soon as they made a few more casts. A game warden arrived an issued a citation for fishing without a permit. The ship then departed, with its backwash blowing the police off their grav sled into the lake. A citation for unsafe operation of a space vehicle in atmosphere was issued.

The other ship then proceeded to do aerobatics off the coast before landing in a remote area of the main continent where police found them, walking about collecting pine cones. When asked what they were doing, the captain told them they were just: “Grooving to nature, man, like you dig?” The police demanded that the ship head to the starport and report to customs, with the captain complying but telling the sergeant in charge that he was putting out: “Too many negative waves, like you dig me?” The ship then headed to the starport.

A third ship landed at the Starport and immediately opened its cargo doors, and began what the crew called “a Black Globe Generator Drill”. An unknown item of equipment was seen being moved into the bay, where it was connected to fittings and the crew yelled “Stand Back IT is going to start!” At which point a crewman ran to the device opened a hatch and went inside for what seemed much longer than the 10 minutes he was actually in the device.

A customs party entered as the crewman came out and commented: "Well I certainly blew that up!" and discovered that the “Black Globe” was actually a turbo flush system, complete with a High Fidelity sound system after EOD units were called to defuse the "bomb". A fine was issued for the use of an authorized toilet device which the starport is unsure meets space safety specifications. The crew then protested, and was told that their landing bay was not an authorized spot for unauthorized modifications to their ship in violation of Britomart law.

The other two ships remained in orbit in different locations, and when Space Control asked if they were going to land, merely replied that they were “taking in the view”, and for space control to " go find other things to pay attention to than two ships just orbiting". Black sun and Britomart police have been going crazy running back and forth to the various locations, and searching buildings and homes near where the ships have landed. We are unsure what they are searching for at this time. But apparently the search was fruitless.

An incident happened when a fisherman in a remote coastal area of Pottersville came ashore claiming that “Fiends from the deep” had tried to overturn his boat. Mr. Villers Carsten was fishing and enjoying “a beer or two” when he claims an enormous starship emerged from the water, almost swamping his small craft. He then said that the ship took off headed straight up but then immediately vanished like it had turned invisible. Police did a sobriety test, which Mr. Carsten failed, and was later found to have a blood alcohol level of .22, he was cited for boating while intoxicated. Mr. Carsten is well known to indulge in the amber nectar, and tell tall tales.

Suddenly all of the RSMM ships decided to leave without taking on a cargo, and despite repeated warnings from Space Control, vectored outbound to the jump point without clearing customs. As they were headed out, a New Drakkensburg frigate jumped in system, and claimed it was there to “assist Britomart Space Control”, ordered the RSMM ships to heave to and be boarded. The one ship stated to the Frigate Grand Veldt; “Leck mich am Arsch!” The RSMM ships headed out without stopping.

The Grand Veldt fired a warning shot at the lead ship. All five RSMM ships, of which two happened to be Nightwind Frigates, opened fire, and completely destroyed “the pirate vessel” which had fired a warning shot against them. The Grand Veldt was hit by x-ray lasers from ten detonation missiles and blew up with the loss of all hands. The RSMM ships made it to the jump point and jumped out.

Authorities on Britomart are scratching their heads at this, since RSMM ships never leave without haggling for cargo, and Nightwind class ships are never seen outside of Sutekh or Hades Station. The Nightwind and Tradewinds are 1,999 ton ships that appear identical to casual observers. Their behavior was very unlike the RSMM. GNS asked the on planet factor for the RSMM what was going on, and all he would say was that “Apparently there was nothing to be found usable on Britomart, and it was such a pity about that pirate, but the RSMM does not like pirates.” When told it was a New Drakkensburg ship, his response was: “Says you! We know it was a pirate, if we were somehow, and I doubt we were, mistaken, then we will issue a most polite apology.”

The factor then paid the fines of 2 million Britomart francs, which comes out to 5,000 stellars, and claimed that the RSMM would be nicer next time it came to a visit. When asked about the cargo of Britomart beer that was looking for a shipper, his only comment was: “Find the horse and pour it back in! We can’t even sell that stuff to blind drunk asteroid miners!” Then he added insult to injury by offering to sell them some New Quebec smelly cheese which "smells better than this beer!"
 
I have a document I call "SECRETS" which contains a lot of data. Here is an entry:

Wombat Burger: As part of their marketing campaign, Wombat Burger has the "Combat Landing drop Burger stores". A 2,000 ton module with not only a complete Wombat Burger store, but an upper floor with bunk cubicles for the staff. Completely equipped with a lounge and rec area. The employees get triple pay, triple retirement benefits, complete insurance, and preferred promotion into upper management in exchange for a two year contract. The module has its own re-entry kit, complete with grav lifters. Also a supply module gets dropped with four months supply of food and expendables.

They have their own RSMM carrier that can carry three modules plus three supply modules and at Jump 3 can be ready to move out within 12 hours notice. The pre-landing team, is a group of four people in battledress type suits that do a re-entry first, locate a prime spot, and plant guide beacons to allow the module to land in the perfect spot. As it lands it sterilizes the area below to kill bugs and other critters. The module can act as an airlock as well, and is completely sealed with its own life support system.

This came about as a joke between David Thevins, and Diana one day, and little did David know that Diana took this seriously. So for a decade the Wombat Burger Orbital Delivery system has been in operation, and has generated massive positive PR for the company, as well as massive sales.
 
For Penal colonies, think Jerry Pournelle and his Co-Dominium series, where people got rounded up on old Earth, and shipped out to the sticks. Marduk did not get the best and brightest. Others sort of got whatever was dumped on them. Dunwich is one that got dumped on, but then a bunch of escaped slaves ended up there which made it a really odd place in dealing with some of the side effects of their mods. Actually a very sad story in and of itself. Esperanza got some good, some bad, depending on the nation shipping off people.
 
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Influence or money.

One couple got shipped via stateroom into exile, onboard a destroyer.

I think Sparta, which had transportation/indentured servitude.
 
Influence or money.

One couple got shipped via stateroom into exile, onboard a destroyer.

I think Sparta, which had transportation/indentured servitude.
Very much the case. Before the gate collapsed, those with money, influence, or power got to go to decent worlds, the rest got shipped...elsewhere. You could always bribe the assignment officer to send you somewhere...decent unless they took your money and sent you to Marduk anyway. Marduk sort of got the dregs of society and it shows. Was it a nice system? Nope. Did the various governments care? Not at all. It got trouble makers away from Earth, a long way away.

But you also have Utopian colonies like Friedland where they are stereotypical German from the time period 1874-1913, but without the crazy Kaiser. Or New Texas, which is over the top Texan. New Paris, which is very very very French. St. Ekaterina, which is an idealized Russia under the Tsars without serfdom, or the nasty bits. Then there are places like Freedonia which is run a bit like Duck Soup, where they just want to be left alone, and do their own thing, a planet where MYOB is the watchword (MYOB= Mind Your Own Business). Xanadu and New Joseon which are idealized Asian countries, but whereas New Joseon is settled by Koreans, Xanadu has Thai, Chinese, Vietnamese, Mongolians, etc.
 
In the ... extended story ... Falkenberg's ex girlfriend emigrates to Churchill, pregnant; implication, British.

His apparent bastard certainly thinks he's James Bond.
 
In the ... extended story ... Falkenberg's ex girlfriend emigrates to Churchill, pregnant; implication, British.

His apparent bastard certainly thinks he's James Bond.
New Avalon is British crossed with the SCA, where the winner of tournaments becomes King. It is a silly place. And of course the planetary capital is called "Camelot".
 
273-2508 Gateway News Service- Gateway

Our good friend R. Brown Guccione of Solider of Fantasy magazine has had a stroke of luck, he was able to interview famed spy, assassin, and fem fatale Ms. “X”, who has been a thorn in the side of many over the years. But due to the graphic nature of the interview, we have had to “bleep” out portions in order to keep this a family friendly issue. For the full unexpurgated interview please get your copy of Soldier of Fantasy in its famed Brown Paper Wrapper at newsstands near you, or download a copy from their website.

R. Brown Guccione: Hello readers of the finest magazine for Soldiers of Fortune, Mercenaries, Spies, and just people interested in the business. I was able to interview Ms “X” who I cannot reveal her real name due to her need for security. I was able to meet her on Hades Station in a private room at Madam Wang’s. She revealed to me some of her most famous exploits which we will be chronicling over the next several issues. So let me get to it:

Guccione: So tell me about the mission to get the plans for the latest Friedland Battleship and how you did it?

Ms. “X”: Well, I spent several weeks observing my target, and chose Freiherr Otto von Rippenfloss, who is the Chairman of Friedland Sternshiffewerk. I became his current mistress, and on the last night with him, I went to his office where he has access to all of the really good data. I was wearing a Cloudwear mini under the coat I had on, and after being passed by security I went to his private office.

Once there, after some champagne, we proceeded to get “friendly”, and moved to his private bedroom next to his office. I had slipped some GRV-1730 in his drink, so I knew he would be getting tired soon. He took my dress off and then proceeded to [DELETED], and then we [DELETED], and he put his [DELETED] in my [DELETED], and for an older man he really knows how to [DELETED]. After the first round, he was a bit tired, but his stamina was really impressive, so we [DELETED] and [DELETED]. His assistant Ritter von Braunfels came in and joined us, and so we [DELETED] and I had to stun the Ritter since he wanted to [DELETED] me, and I was running out of time.

So I [DELETED] and after stunning him, I injected him with Morphene which would put him to sleep for several hours. I then used some PVR-247 on the Freiherr which made him completely suggestible, and under my control. I had him go to his terminal and log in, and I then had him download not only the schematics and builders notes for the latest Friedrich der Grosse class battleships, but weapons specs, and other items. It was saved on 4 data crystals since it was so much data. While he was doing this, just to make him happy, I [DELETED] and [DELETED] so he would at least have fond memories.

Afterwards, I got dressed, cleaned up the area with the DNA cleaner, so I left no usable DNA traces in the suite, cleaned off the Ritter’s [DELETED] and also the Freiherr’s [DELETED] to ensure I left no traces anywhere. DNA cleaner works so well, unfortunately it can be a bit rough, so I suspect both will have burning, oozing rashes on their [DELETED] and [DELETED] for several days.

The Freiherr who was completely under my control at this point, but PVR-247 wears off quickly, so I had to leave fast, he escorted me down, and despite a tense moment with security wanting to search my handbag, the Freiherr prevented that, and got me out to my waiting assistant who whisked us away. I had planted a post hypnotic suggestion that the Freiherr go up and sleep it off.

I then took the plans to Hades Station after changing disguises multiple times. A Black Auction was held, and my cut was a very nice chunk of change. I was happy that no one had hired me to kill the Freiherr since it would have been harder to get out of the building.

R. Brown Guccione: Well, that was exciting, and pretty detailed! Thank you, I look forward to even more stories of the exploits of Ms. “X”, interstellar Spy, Assassin, and Woman of Fortune! Remember, get your copy of Soldier of Fantasy at newsstands near you or by direct download!
 
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A Black Auction is an auction held with carefully screened participants, held in a secure location to bid on exceptionally valuable items, most often stolen. Black Auctions are a fact of life on Hades Station since it is the location where most of the espionage and stolen material in the sector eventually ends up. People who are allowed to enter a Black Auction are highly screened, wealthy, and notified clandestinely of the time and place of the auction, the minimum bid, the item(s) to be auctioned, and all are searched so no recording devices or other electronics can be brought in. Payment is always on untraceable Bank of New Zurich credit chips. Security is very tight at Black Auctions to prevent...problems.
 
280-2508 Gateway News Service- Gateway

Mrs. C. Lovey Howell III announced that "Piddle" her little snookums" had been returned by unknown benefactors who had seen the dog walking along the gutters in the industrial area, and after suffering several bites from the dog, as well as being widdled on, they said that they were very happy to return the dog, and no, they did not need any reward, it was reward enough to return the "lovely little dog" to its owner.

Mrs Howell III said that she was going to drop all requests for the police to find Piddle since he was home safe and sound. The two unknown benefactors were last seen headed off in an older model Air car. The identities(s) of the thieves is still not known, but "poor Piddles" did not like his benefactors at all. Mrs. Howell III said she apologized for the bites, torn clothing, and widdle stains, she just did not know what came over poor Piddles.
 
280-2508 Gateway News Service- Gateway

Mrs. C. Lovey Howell III announced that "Piddle" her little snookums" had been returned by unknown benefactors who had seen the dog walking along the gutters in the industrial area, and after suffering several bites from the dog, as well as being widdled on, they said that they were very happy to return the dog, and no, they did not need any reward, it was reward enough to return the "lovely little dog" to its owner.

Mrs Howell III said that she was going to drop all requests for the police to find Piddle since he was home safe and sound. The two unknown benefactors were last seen headed off in an older model Air car. The identities(s) of the thieves is still not known, but "poor Piddles" did not like his benefactors at all. Mrs. Howell III said she apologized for the bites, torn clothing, and widdle stains, she just did not know what came over poor Piddles.
Odd coincidence. I was just practicing my Locust Creek Lawkjah. ;)
Is Piddles sometimes referred to as "Red Cloud"?
 
274-2508 Gateway News Service- Friedland

Freiherr Otto von Rippenfloss, and Ritter von Braunfels have been arrested and charged with aiding an abetting espionage under the Friedland Common Criminal Code. Both men were taken into custody by the agents of the Friedland Investigative Service (FIS), and neither man is willing to speak with investigators at this time. Investigators have found that all of the video had been deleted due to the time span from the building at the time of the break in, which occurred two years ago. But thanks to revelations by Soldier of Fantasy, the investigation which had been ordered by the Kaiser, suddenly was able to make arrests.

To make matters worse, neither man reported this incident at the time, for unknown reasons, which investigators suspect could be fear of arrest. Friedland Intelligence Service agents had become aware that something was wrong when word of a "Black Auction" was to take place on Hades Station where the complete plans and schematics of the latest Friedland Naval technology was being auctioned off by an unknown seller.

A Black Auction is an auction held with carefully screened participants, held in a secure location to bid on exceptionally valuable items. Black Auctions are a fact of life on Hades Station since it is the location where most of the espionage and stolen material in the sector eventually ends up. People who are allowed to enter a Black Auction are highly screened, wealthy, and notified clandestinely of the time and place of the auction, the minimum bid, the item(s) to be auctioned, and all are searched so no recording devices or other electronics can be brought in. Payment is always on untraceable Bank of New Zurich credit chips. Security is very tight to prevent... problems.

The Freiherr, who is a second cousin, once removed of the Kaiser has not been as visible as he once was before his arrest, formerly a bit of a social butterfly, he had really toned down his social activities, and had stopped being seen in public with his latest mistress, which caused some comment among the Glitterati. His wife the Freiherrin, has announced her intention to divorce her husband, not for having the mistresses, which is accepted on Friedland, but for his "utterly stupidity" in picking such a woman who made a fool of him, as well as to allow his inferiors like Ritter von Braunfels to join in, was just too declasse for her.

Our sources inside of the investigation tell us that there is panic throughout the Imperial Navy, and across the government due to the nature of the data downloaded. As a result, follow on units of the Friedrich der Grosse class are having to be completely re-worked, and will be practically a new class of ship, which will be known as the "Kaiser" class. The internal security controls will have to be completely re-written from scratch since with the stolen data, an intruder could use the codes to gain entry to every area of the ship.

The Friedrich der Grosse class is the latest class of 350,000 ton battleships for the Friedland Navy, which were intended as the backbone of the fleet. Many of the systems were TL 12 thanks to technology assistance from Xanadu, and Freedonia. The new meson gun spinal mount has shown to be much more effective than the previously used particle accelerator weapon.

The cost of the re-work and re-programming is estimated at an excess of 60 million marks, and the changing of the ships structure, weapons load outs, engineering is estimated at an additional 30 billion marks at a conservative estimate. The Imperial government is reported to be considering forcing Friedland Sternshiffewerk to eat the costs, which will push the company close to insolvency, since it will eat up all profits and force the company to dip into reserve cash.

The Imperial government is taking this very seriously, since it directly effects the safety of the realm, and the Imperial Navy. Also taken, we are told are plans for the latest detonation missile with its multiple X-Ray laser warhead. This is one of the largest security breaches in the history of Friedland, and we at GNS are being told that the consequences will be exceptionally severe.
 
297-2508 Gateway News Service- New Paris

President Vert D’Argent has been accused of taking bribes, and of accepting a position with NDDI (New Drakkensburg Development and Investments) for his post presidential employment, and advancing the interests of New Drakkensburg over that of New Paris. Le Monde is claiming that the President is nothing less than a complete puppet for New Drakkensburg interests.

The President has denied this, and has demanded that Le Monde either show proof or suffer under the New Paris laws of slander and libel. Le Monde responded: “Tiens ma bière” or in english: “Hold my beer” a phrase that is popular on New Texas and Freedonia. We are curious as to what Le Monde might have since the penalties for libel and slander are horrific under New Paris law.

The President has also proposed a “most favored” nation status for New Drakkensburg where they would pay minimal tariffs, and be given a special place in trade. Already under the president, New Drakkensburg is purchasing large quantities of otherwise embargoed goods that they would not be allowed to obtain through other channels.

Already, New Paris has transferred six old destroyers and two older cruisers to the New Drakkensburg Navy which has caused the inhabitants of New Medina to request assistance from other worlds since the two worlds are currently at war, albeit a cold one due to lack of the ability to attack each other. It is thought that the ships will be able to complete missions sometime in the new year. Also New Paris troops have started training on New Drakkensburg alongside of their army.

Questions are being raised in the Estates General if the President has exceeded his powers, and if he is taking New Paris in a direction that is not in the best interest of the planet. Senator Louis Napoleon Bonaparte has raised the question, and has scheduled debate in his committee. He is a descendent of the famed Napoleon of Earth’s history being a multiple great grandchild of a family member of the famed Emperor. He has been an opponent of President Vert D’Argent for many years after they both were competing for the same mistress in their younger days.

This has sparked a fierce rivalry between the two, especially since Bonaparte stole the mistress of D’Argent and apparently proved himself much more satisfactory in all ways, leading to a nickname given to D’ Argent by Bonaparte; “Shorty”. We are not sure what he was referring to by this name since President D’Argent is 198cm tall.
 
302-2508 Gateway News Service- Provincia do Brazil

Billy Clyde Violent was arrested today, as he attempted to detain a woman he claimed was the arch criminal "Angela", at a local bar. As he grabbed the woman, and attempted to place the cuffs on her, patrols of the bar, began assaulting him, and attempting to rescue the unidentified woman. The bar bouncer decided to step in, and after a short scuffle, he was left stretched out on the floor of the bar by Mr. Violent, who is known by his better name of "Twistoff" from his fighting style in bar brawls.

While working for Special Tasks Inc, he also moonlights as a cowboy, and was claiming that the woman was Angela, the very wanted criminal. After disposing of all comers, he attempted to regain the pursuit of the wanted subject, but he was accosted by local police. In the ensuing affray, he is reported to have laid out five responding officers, who finally used electro stun weapons and a gas sprayer on Mr. Violent to get him into custody.

Upon being arrested, he was found to have a veritable arsenal of prohibited weapons, not limited to three pistols, two knives, brass knuckles, four throwing stars, an electro shock baton, and a pair of stainless steel chopsticks, which he tried to claim were not weapons per se, but instead were his regular eating utensils which he started using after a contract on New Joseon.

He was taken to the downtown jail, where he was booked, and after refusing a drink of the local beer, he was also charged with insulting Provincia's culture, and bond was set at 25 million Escudo (25000 stellars). He was bonded out of the jail by his partner Harley Texamoto, and after appearing in court, and being fined an additional 80 million escudos, and the confiscation of all of his weaponry, he was allowed to leave planet. We are told that the judge accepted the rather nice "gratuity" offered so as to not place him in prison.

He was escorted to a waiting starship which took him and Mr. Texamoto back to Hades Station. Mr. Violent was cautioned to not return to Provincia do Brazil if he was not going to obey the law, and for him to not insult local culture. The woman, who was identified as possibly being "Angela" has vanished, with no current location being known.

In other news, the largest branch bank on Provincia was held up, and roughly 50 million stellars worth of rare metals were taken, but it appears that the metal might have been gone for some time since a tunnel was found under the vault which led across the street to an office building. A person identified as Niobe Al-Hussein was on the lease, but there is no record of this person anywhere in any records and the lease holders for the building claim that she had proper ID when they rented the basement offices to her for a very good price.
 
308-2508 Gateway News Service- Kormoran

The body found was of a certainty that of Cheri van Bluefenschmidt, but police have issued a statement that there is no evidence as to how she ended up on Kormoran, especially in that area, and without an environment suit. The minimal remains have been recovered, sterilized, and are being shipped back to New Paris at the request of the New Parisian Consul General on planet. Police have stated that they are at a loss to explain either her presence or the location her body was located since she should not have been on planet.

We are told off the record, that it was an unpleasant end due to the effects of the death fungus. We are being told that she must have suffered unspeakable agonies before finally succumbing to the fungus. Local police have been working overtime to attempt to come up with some sort of reason for her to have been on planet since there is no records of any sort of her entry onto the planet.

But the space control system is still in its early stages, and there are wide gaps that a ship could use to enter the planetary atmosphere, although as it was put, who would want to do such a thing?
 
309-2508 Gateway News Service- Gateway

The Annual Westminster on Gateway dog show was held with; Mrs. C. Lovey Howell III, and G Bradford “Biff” Contreras V as the hosts. Mrs. Howell III had Piddles with her in the booth, and the dog was happily savaging pants legs all around, as well as polluting the atmosphere of the booth, which led at one point to Biff commenting: “I say Lovey, do you smell something quite foul?” To which Mrs. Howell III stating: “Oh the liver I fed him must not have agreed with poor widdle snookums tum tum. Just ignore it, the smell only lasts a little while, don’t upset my precious snookums!”

As the pair chatted in the booth, there was a bit of excitement on the floor as Gordonstone Artorius Rex XIV, a Cocker Spaniel apparently got over excited, and went running around the floor, dragging his handler in a most undignified way around the floor. The winner of the Best in Show title went to Simon’s Oliver Twist Donner, a King Charles Spaniel.
 
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