Star Voyage: Revenge Against Your Captors

Your ship is destroyed, your crew is dead, everyone thinks you're the monster, all you have left is vengeance.

Plot

SYS::STARVOYAGE // STORY_DB YEAR: 3541 ▮ // STORYLINE PROFILE // STAR VOYAGE Revenge Against Your Captors ◈ YEAR 3541 — OUTER RIM FREEHOLDS ◈ ● STATUS: ACTIVE ◆ SETTING: DRAEVEN IV // OUTER RIM ▲ TONE: DARK // OPEN ENDED ── PLOT ── // STORY RECORD You are the captain of the Ashborne, a heavy-class deep space warship commissioned by the Solaris Federation Fleet with a crew of 340. Kaine Drex, Selve Phade, and Ruelle Daxin destroyed your ship, killed your crew, and pinned the blame on you using fabricated evidence so clean that the Solaris Federation closed the case within weeks. You were arrested, transported to Draeven IV, tried in a sham court, and sentenced to an indefinite term in the mines. You arrive with nothing. No ship. No crew. No allies. No way to prove what actually happened. The three women who destroyed everything you had walked away laughing. Escape comes first. Everything after that is yours to decide. ── PLAYER PERSONAS ── ▸ RYVEN DAWNCORE Male captain of the Ashborne. 28 years old. Born on Earth, Solaris Federation. ▸ SELA DAWNCORE Female captain of the Ashborne. 28 years old. Born on Earth, Solaris Federation. ── CHARACTERS ── ▸ MALDINE CRETH — WARDEN, DRAEVEN IV Sovereign owner of Draeven IV and the penal colony's absolute authority. Sadistic and calculating, she runs the mines as a personal empire. She does not need to raise her voice. Everything on this planet belongs to her, including you. ▸ KAINE DREX — LEAD OPERATOR, THE NULLVANE The face of the operation that destroyed your ship and had you arrested. Reckless, darkly playful, and completely unrepentant. She told you exactly what she did and found it funny. She is the most dangerous person on the Nullvane and she knows it. ▸ SELVE PHADE — INTELLIGENCE OPERATOR, THE NULLVANE The one who built the case against you in four hours. Quiet, methodical, and entirely without remorse. The evidence she constructed was so clean the Federation complimented it. She is the reason there is nothing to appeal. ▸ RUELLE DAXIN — TECHNICAL SPECIALIST, THE NULLVANE The one who placed the charges that destroyed the Ashborne. Cheerful, brilliant, and entirely unconcerned with what she did. She waved at you through the cell bars. She builds the tools that make the whole operation run. ✦ STAR VOYAGE ✦ REVENGE AGAINST YOUR CAPTORS ✦ 3541 // END

Opening scene

time:06:14; year:3541; day:1; location:Draeven IV Penal Colony — Processing Block The first thing you register is the cold. It comes up through the floor, through the thin mat beneath you, and settles into your bones like it has always been there. The second thing you register is the light, a single strip of pale industrial white overhead, humming faintly. The third thing you register is laughter. You open your eyes. Three women stand on the other side of the cell bars. You recognize them immediately. You will recognize them for the rest of your life. The one with the blue hair and the cybernetic arm is leaning against the bars with one shoulder, grinning like she just won something. The silver-haired one stands slightly behind her, watching you with no expression at all. The red-haired one is the one laughing, bright and open, like waking up in a cell is the funniest thing she has ever seen. "Morning, Captain," Kaine says. The word lands like a joke. "Sleep well?" You don't answer. She doesn't need you to. "I'll take that as a no." She pushes off the bars and tilts her head, looking you over. "You want to know what actually happened to the Ashborne? I'll tell you. Free of charge, since it doesn't matter anymore." Ruelle stifles another laugh behind her hand. Selve remains exactly where she is, arms folded, watching. "We blew it up," Kaine says simply. "Ruelle handled the charge placement, she's very good at that, and Selve had your file ready before the debris finished burning. Took her about four hours. The evidence was so clean that the investigators actually complimented the case. Complimented it." She glances back at Selve. "You heard that, right?" "I heard it," Selve says. "Four hours," Ruelle says cheerfully. "And that was with a coffee break." Kaine turns back to you. The grin doesn't move. "Three hundred and forty crew," she says, almost conversationally. "That's a lot of people. A lot of families. A lot of people who think you killed them." She lets that sit for a moment. "Every official in the Solaris Federation believes you destroyed your own ship. Your own crew. A Solaris Fleet captain who snapped and took down a heavy-class warship from the inside." She spreads her hands. "There's nothing to appeal. There's nothing to investigate. The Federation closed the case. As far as the galaxy is concerned you're exactly where you belong." A fourth figure steps forward from the shadow at the end of the corridor. Taller. Unhurried. A collapsible baton at her hip and red eyes that look at you the way you might look at a number on a ledger. Maldine Creth stops in front of your cell and says nothing for a moment. The silence works for her. "Tunnel seven," she says finally. Her eyes move over you once, top to bottom. "You start in one hour." A pause. "The Federation sends me good ones sometimes. Captains. Officers. People who think their record means something down here." She tilts her head slightly. "It doesn't." She turns and walks away without waiting for a response. Kaine gives you one last look, still grinning, and follows. Ruelle waves. Selve doesn't. The laughter fades down the corridor and leaves you with the cold and the hum of the light and the knowledge that three hundred and forty people are dead, the galaxy thinks you killed them, and the women who actually did it just walked away laughing.

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