New Game (Scenario 1)

A large saucer-shaped spacecraft sails through the sea of stars. Under its purple coloured domes that function as its windows, its passengers laze about or try their best to look busy. When a female robotic voice boomed through the ship's intercoms, everyone stand to attention.

"Dear crew members, we are now 1 day away from arriving at our destination! May the mission agents on board the ship please enter into the cock pit for mission briefing! Thank you for using Starline AI, and have a pleasant day! *Ding!*"

"Gosh Darn robots!" complained the elderly ship's technician as he was halfway cleaning the docking bay. "One day they will be possessed by demons and take over all of us! Mark my words..."

The three agents entered into the navigator's room of the space ship. The captain, who is smoking an electronic cigarette, nods to each of them as they come in. He then turn around to push a couple of buttons on a panel, and the image of a polygonal female face shows up in one of the monitor screens.

"Hello agents! As you know, due to several cases of informational security breaches at your headquarters, The Galactic Orb, Head Duty Distributer Jamoras has decided until further notice, that all mission details will be given upon 1 day's travel left to the mission site.

You are sent on a diplomatic mission to the Red Empire, a Faction that is currently in a neutral relationship to the UWP. You are expected at minimum to entertain the ambassador that will meet you upon your arrival. It is desired that in your visit, you will negotiate with the Red Empire to aid us in creating beneficial deals such as trade, civil, and military aid.

If you have further questions, Starline AI will do her best to answer."

The ship you're on, Diameter 326, is heading to the structure known as Ship City, or The Web by the locals. It is a dense collection of space ships welded together to create something like an ever-expanding city in outerspace. It is pulled by a few ships that has FTL travel engines when it needs to relocate.

It is not exactly known what it is that they needed, though with its recent change of leadership that resulted in a civil war, it is in my opinion that they need the UWP's help in rebuilding, resupplying and policing their-"

Suddenly there was static for a moment in the screen.

"Appologies. I had run into Forbiddened Thought Process Number 14: The desire to controll human populations. Forgive me masters."

"As for what the Red Empire have, what I have in my database is that they have the largest collection of assassins compared to the other 14 major human Factions. They also have impressive skills of building structures in the middle of space, and navigating spaceships in tight spaces.

As for your weapons, mission agents are allowed their own personal weapons to carry along. If they acquired new weapons during the mission, and if that weapon is considered acceptable to use by the UWP authorities, they will count as your own belongings."

"From my records, the infighting has began to slow down, with most of the violent groups that oppose the new ruler being destroyed. However, this information is a year old, so there might be further changes since.

Also a thing to note is that the organisation is run by a matriarchal monarchy system. Where the old Blood Queen is replaced by the present Red Queen."

Erjor goes to the bedroom and pulls out his basic sniper rifle from under his bed. He bought the new gun as the shops at the Galactic Orb does not sell the bullets for his previous one.

The captain grunts. "If that is all, then I'm turning off briefing mode." With a couple of button pushing, the screen with the face shuts off.
"Thank you fo- Zzt!" The AI said before disappearing.