Iron Stars - dema

Dema awakens in their bed chamber, a large temperature controlled room in a small manor house that belongs to their family. The House of the Sun was generous after an incident several years ago when the family first immigrated, and services rendered provided a stipend, a home, and a bit of land. The Elected Monarchy has only recently been connected to the larger galactic community and in doing so has been given access to Galnet, and the information that comes with it. News of distant governments and distant worlds flooded into the monarchy, and citizens both within and without the polity look at the Kost system and the Monarchy as a new player on the galactic stage. With it has also come what little culture has risen since The Scream wiped out trillions in the blink of an eye six years ago. Almost all music, movies, books, and games were lost with the collapse of galactic information networks. Small amounts of those things have been recovered by brave explorers visiting fallen worlds and others have developed new culture since then. The galactic information network is just now beginning to host video and live events more frequently, though the further out the signal travels, the less live something becomes. Millions survived The Scream within the Kost system itself, an audience if one is able to get their attention and broadcast something that does not offend the various competing interests within the polity. The wall datapad begins to chime, the soft tone responsible for waking Dema from sleep in the first place. @magic (please do not ping with your reply. This is just so you know where your thread is. If there are any new posts in here, the thread will light up and I'll know I have something to respond to)

Today was going to be good, well that is what Dema told herself as she was now up. She was fortunate that the house of the sun was so kind and generous. She was a noble though she missed her old home. It would take some time to forget her old life. Turning to the databpad, she walked over and turned it off." Today will openly will be good." She pressed a button on the datapad." Send the servants in."

The pad begins to ring again. This time the number is from a restricted frequency and has the emblem of the Monarchy emblazoned on it. It is labeled as a priority communication, meant for you. The lone house caretaker enters your chamber around the same time, wanting to know what they can do to assist you.

"Make my bed and clean up my room. I will take my bath to get ready." She said as she left her room with her hands behind her back and headed to the baths.

"What about the call?" the servant says, gesturing to the wall panel, "Looks important. It might not be wise to dismiss a call from the Monarchy. "

Dema groaned and decided to answer the call, she thought she could get away with taking a bath first. Walking to the wall, she pressed the call button and waited.

The message is pre recorded and has come from the central office of the polity itself. The message is short. The Monarchy has noticed the role creators play in shaping the information-sphere to come, and has recognized that this era of post-scream redevelopment will be the building blocks for the culture that is emerging in the wake of the universal calamity. A trade road, a massive engineering project taken by all the great houses and many lesser ones has recently been completed, stretching from the Glittering City, winding through the mountains, and then crossing the great central plains for several hundred kilometers, before finally ending at the Coastal Semi Autonomous Zone. Watchtowers, Roadhouses, outposts, and the first of a few small settlements have popped up long this route, and the Monarchy is hoping that videos, travel blogs,and other electronic media made about the various landmarks there will encourage more people to use it, and possibly might even attract attention from off world for further investment. As a small creator, you're being offered an opportunity to travel this route - transportation will be provided for the journey, so long as your travels are documented, interviews with locals are conducted, and any interesting discoveries are passed onto the Monarchy. To opt in, a short message just needs to be sent back. If accepted, a flyer will be sent to bring you to whichever end you choose to start from. In the other room, the water begins to run so it will be warm by time you are ready to use it.

Dema was excitee, no beyond that. This was an opportunity to increase her channel which meant more followers. She would do a vlog but she wanted to surprise her followers and take a bath. So she accepted the message and sent a short message back and went to the baths to take one. Her tooth paste would be mint flavored, which were her favorite and her Bars of soap were red.

Clean and fresh, Dema emerges from the bathroom. The return message from the MEM indicates a transport will be arriving tonight to bring you to the Glittering City. From there, you will be traveling as part of a group of travelers, heading east across the thousands of kilometers of road to document life in the small towns around it, the landmarks and tourist attractions popping up, and any problems you n otice so that the polity can best use its limited resources on improvements. The fund for creating this media promises generous payouts, but there are warnings that some part of this journey might be dangerous, and to pack accordingly.

8:42 AM

The flyer will be here in six hours by the time you recieve the message

Dema had placed on casual clothing with some boots that were expensive. Well all of her clothing was expensive, she was a noble afterall. She packed her sword, a com device, her recorder and her armor underneath her clothing. She decided to do a small stream to address her followers. "Hey followers, what is everyone doing? I have a special treat for you all, I will be traveling and taking uph all with me."

There are a few people watching. The eye symbol showing how many viewers has not reached above ten in many months, a far cry from how things used to be. A few enthusiastic hearts and comments show the approval of your few viewers. A few hours pass in conversation with this small number of die hard fans before the sounds of the flyer setting down outside the iron gates of the home rattles the estate and let’s you know it’s time to leave. Outside one of the few Monarchy grav flyers is waiting , it’s rear ramp lowered and it’s crew stretching their legs after a long time flying.

Dema was excitied and she quickly went to the ramp and to the flyer. This was when she was going to turn the stream on and will have it for hours or till the trip was over. Today will be a interesing day. Who would she shout out after the stream was over.

Approaching the flyer you can see there are a few other small time creators like you inside the cavernous cargo bay already. They are dressed warmly, and all look to be spread out on the benches on each side of the bay. There are three others, two of whom are sleeping. With an outstretched hand, the crew chief makes to grab your bag and help you aboard. The flight overland takes two hours and the others have not woken up or shown any interest by now- it is cold and everyone seems to be keeping to themselves. As the flight comes in to land outside the Coastal Semi Autonomous Zone, the flyer circles before setting down outside the tall walls and gilded brass gate of the city. Carvings on the gate show man's mastery of the sea through the ages, documenting in detail every major development in sailing both the blue water seas, and the black ocean of space. Several small vehicles the size of ground cars are arrayed in a line near the gates and it looks like this is the convoy you will be joining for your trip. The others wake up and begin loading various filters and video recording programs. expecting to meet interesting people or document the start of the trip on the ground. (edited)

"So" The crew chief says as the ramp lowers "This is the start of your journey. Talking to some of the caraveneers and introducing them to your followers might be a good start. MEM is paying handsomely to make the trade road look good and encourage people to use it. The tolls alone are going to keep the Monarchy in the black, since this was very expensive to build. Talk to interesting people as you travel. Document what you see. Don't be afraid to get into an adventure. Good luck!" (edited)

To Dema this was going to be so exciting. Sure she bought a sword for protection but she had hoped that she didn't have to fight. She definitely decided that she would have to network. She turned to her camera." You hear that followers, we shall go onto an adventure. (edited)

The early afternoon sun shines down on the convoy site, and a lesser noble from the House of Jewels, the caravan leader is nearby, directing last minute preparations. This is the type of person the crew chief mentioned. The vehicles are all stately looking ground cars, each one rugged looking but with enough gear and space to make the long distance traveling comfortable. There are also a few security staff present to ensure everyone's safety along the trade road, but the overheard parts of the shouted instructions let you know the road is dangerous, and there is no replacement for being vigilant. All must be willing to protect themselves, and one another, if it comes down to things. Your vehicle is the second in line, an open topped land cruiser with roll bars. There is an elevated seat in the back and holsters for your film equipment. (Roll a d10 for me, which will be for the main feature of our first map hex while traveling)

Dems walked in and observed everyone. She was the only elf here, well that wasn't the name of what she was called but somehow it felt right. She gave her audience duck lips as to be playfu and then entered in the vehicle that was hers. "Are you all excited my stars?" Dema shouted, eager to more fans.

(just need you to roll a D10 for me and let me know what the result was here, then we'll set out)

Nekosmash

(just need you to roll a D10 for me and let me know what the result was here, then we'll set out)

I rolled a d10 or do you mean again?)

(what was the result of the D10? Just post what you got here. There's so many rolls in the dice channel over the course of the day that its impossible to go back and pick them out, so usually people roll there and report the results here. YOu can also just roll in this channel if you want to. Some peope don't like doing that, but I have no preference)

I got a 2

The first vehicle in the column is yours and comes with a driver and a caravaneer that looks to be part of the security detail. They have a rifle across their knee and a webbing rig with extra ammunition, a first aid kit, and whatever else they need to survive the journey ahead. They have the look of someone who knows what they are doing and who has been in the field far more than they have been indoors. The vehicles begin to roll with yours at the front of the column and the watch count hovers around five for the moment. They enjoy seeing the peaceful scenery rolling past and the count fluctuates a bit as the first few hours go on. The walls and stone buildings of the city receede behind you, and the gravel road meanders through the highlands around the glittering city. Dark forests emerge from the mists of the highlands and the vehicles begin to slow, fearing bandit attack. Your security detail seems alert, scanning the upcoming woods for danger. The wreck of a truck is parked off on the side of the road ahead of you and it looks like it has been riddled with laser fire.

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@magic ( feel free to continue on. I set the scene in my last post)

Dema was hyper, excited on the chance of exploring. Perhaps she will have a hot guy, get a relationship, no imagine if they fought! The views she will get will be so crazy. She gestured to the wreck of the truckz riddled with laser fire. "Guys guys! This is exciting. There is a wreck and it was filled with lasers. Next time you see me, I will be in my warrior arc!" She squealed as she stopped her feet.

(notice/wis. let me know if you need help knowing what to roll)

Nekosmash

(notice/wis. let me know if you need help knowing what to roll)

I need help

@Nekosmash

(you roll a 2d6, add your notice level, and your wisdom modifier if any)

10:49 AM

(and then let me know the result)

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magic

used /roll

Dema Request: [2d6+1] Roll: [5, 2] Result: 8

The others disembark and begin to look over the wreck themselves, getting different camera angles on it and chattering to their followers about what might have happened here. Viewship is on the slow rise as something exciting starts to happen and more people begin to tune in. Heavy woodline extends almost to the very edge of the road in this area, and Dema catches a shadowy shape in the woods moving from tree to tree, creeping away from the road and the wreck of the vehicle. The others do not seem to notice.