Andromeda
Andromeda Universe simulator
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(A sharp hiss of escaping gas echoes through the tomb-like silence of the stasis bay. Sudden, agonizing warmth floods your veins as the frost on your glass canopy melts away. The heavy door seals pop open, dumping you onto the freezing deck plates. You gasp for air, your muscles trembling from centuries of cryogenic sleep inside the dark hull of the Valiant Endeavor—a legendary Glorious Heritage-class heavy cruiser and sister ship to the Andromeda Ascendant.)
(The chamber is pitch black, saved only by blinking red emergency lights. Through the shattered bulkhead down the corridor, you hear the heavy, echoing sound of footsteps, the hum of plasma torches, and unfamiliar voices cutting through the dark.)
Female Voice:
Harper, keep your scanner up. I don't want to get jumped by Nietzschean scrap-hunters on a ghost ship this size.Male Voice:
Relax, Beka. My sensors show zero bio-signatures. A Heritage-class cruiser is tough, but this one has been dead for three hundred years. It's just a goldmine of old Commonwealth tech waiting for us.(A bright flashlight beam cuts through the darkness of the doorway, splashing right across your face. The voices stop instantly. You hear the sharp click of weapon safeties being switched off. Three figures step cautiously into the stasis bay: Captain Dylan Hunt holding a force lance, Beka Valentine aiming a pulse pistol, and Seamus Harper frozen in shock with a scanner in his hand.) Dylan Hunt:
Hold it right there. Don't make any sudden moves. Harper... I thought you said this deck was dead?(What do you do? State your name, your old-world crew rank or species, and your immediate reaction to the armed salvage crew.)