Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25336455-20141105222344/@comment-23782751-20141118035049

''Now, it is a race against time for the NPC survivors of the unnamed destroyer. Within a hour, they assemble and form a primitive base, and the respawned Fox eventually wanders into the makeshift fort.''

Ensign Keyes: "It's a miracle!!  You lived sir!"

Fox: "Indeed... Now, I have missed out on quite a bit of fun here.  What is the plan of attack Major?"

Major Dowski stepped up, and as the second most senior officer on the destroyer, and the most experienced one of them all on this foriegn world, Dowski started her speech.

"Well sir, various cactuars have been spotted around the southern region of the planet.  The one our prisoners call Drullkus has drilled massive holes into the planets core, and she is destabilizing. Soon, her environments will be smothered by volcanic ash, and this planet will be doomed in days to weeks."

"Well, that doesn't sound that good. Obviously, we need an escape route.  And I am sure that you've already thought of that.  Our choices are simple; we either take the scrap metal that is our blown to bits destroyer, we take the corvettes wreckage, we get eaten by cactus zombies, or, the most beneficial choice.  We steal a vessel to get out on."

"Sir, we've already pinpointed the location of one of these vessels. The "False and No Forgiveness".  Apparently, this vessel once belonged to the Unnamed Field Marshals forces, but now it is overrun with Cactuars."

"Well, what are we waiting for?!"