Makes no difference, money’s money, and they need money to go whoring at Seventh Heaven, the best damn satellite brothel in the galaxy. These chicks are thinking they’re playing whack-a-mole at the county fair and then the pirates take the fertilized eggs and sell them to some off-world colony or aliens that like to eat fatties. The pirates mark all the women in very early stages of pregnancy and steal their eggs. Everyone is completely at the pirate’s whim. Screaming, dancing, having a debate on gender equality with a dog that they think is their late Uncle Neil sort of thing. These bros zip in on their pods and drop thousands of pellets of this crazy hallucinogen Mythmadness. Shannon and his crew give no fucks and have a space monopoly on the ultimate booty. We’re not talking about let’s raid that wimpy cargo ship for lichen or raze some developing planet for shits and giggles. What works is what’s right and what works is being a god damn space pirate. He’s scarred, hard as fuck, and doesn’t give a shit about what’s right and wrong. What did that get him? Thrown out of the space fleet. Here’s a guy who was raised by a robotic surrogate mom who was busting his ass to try and do what was right. Buddy mutinied and tried to save all these prisoners serving time in isolation pods adrift in space. So yeah, our main man, John Shannon, is this disgraced Spacelane 5 Fleet captain.
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