The Waking of Neran: Comms

[voidtreckermods]

Talk to All

Talk to Team

Talk to Individual

For the third option, a list of passengers appears and names can be searched for by letter. Anyone who has been working to try and make communications happen on their own devices will find those linked in to this network- though it is still only possible to use voice. If they have headphones from the music room they can make it so they work like earpieces.

Comments

[yondu]

Name: Yondu Udonta
Age: 57 give or take
Species: Centaurian from Centauri IV.
System of Origin: Alpha Centauri. Milky Way Galaxy. Don't know the number.
Length of time on board the Voidtrecker Express: Five months and some change.
Systems visited: Right off I'm gonna say I don't remember all the serials. I got 'em written down somewhere and that where ain't here. But here it goes.

First was Erda. Was overrun with demons. Blue Team was part of the evac and fortification efforts. We had to go into the catacombs. Ended up usin' my fin a lot more than usual 'cause of all the illusions.

Then we went to Tshering where we chucked rocks in the river with messages home. Don't know if it worked but I think it helped a lotta folks.

Second mission was this city called Kamakan. Absolute wreck of a place but there was more illusion stuff goin' on. Turnt out somethin' was tryin' to shape it into a new home. Seemed to be real childlike. It messed with our heads so bad.

So Train takes us to a Void Nexus with a religious order to help train us against illusions. We had to earn these crystals there. They helped us out a lil' bit on the next missions which was a fake Diagad. We put out a call to the Void Scouts on that one because it was a bit much.

After that we took a break to this resort- Aquifir, it was called -an' then we did a mission oooon... what the hell was it. [He snaps his finger as he's trying to dig something up. He can't remember the word archaepeligo right now. It's not one he has to use a lot.] Well we was helpin' a group called the Salis. Bein' attacked by big ol' terror birds.
Testimonial: Alright... well...

I ain't real fond of kids bein' recruited to work an' fight. Got a bad history with that kinda thing. But it's given a whole lotta people a second chance. People strong enough to help save some worlds.
Personal Wishes: I dunno. The train is what she is an' does what she does an' I reckon she's like the whole lot of us an' is smart enough to be accountable for her actions or inactions. But if she's smart enough to be accountable she ought to be treated as smart enough to make her case. And these people? I don't want 'em in danger. Most of these people could save worlds. All of 'em deserve the chance at livin'.

My priority is the crew bein' able to live and have some kinda future. That's been my focus. Watchin' people you learn to care about walk off an' be helpless to do anything about it? That's a special sorta nightmare.
Other notes: All that said... I wouldn't mind bein' able to travel again. I miss seein' new worlds whenever.