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Deputy Whirlscrew’s Notes

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On ground, next to NPC Deputy Whirlscrew and Marshal Yatish.

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Deputy Whirlscrew’s Notes

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Deputy’s Diary. DO NOT EDIT. Unless you are me – Deputy Whirlscrew!

Golly, we sure have learned a lot about life and free will and crime and justice and all these other concepts – like murder! Did I mention murder? It is a thing! A bad thing. About which I learned. From Marshal Yatish!

But I get ahead of myself, which is an idiom I do not entirely understand but which I believe expresses my current state quite accurately. A bit of history, for posterity, may well be in order, just in case I am ever
recaptured by Protostar and forced to undertake a memory wipe!

We Freebots of Shinysand were once like many other Freebot locuses – happy just to be experiencing freedom – and free will – but without a singular focus. A locus focus, if you will. Well, our locus focus turned out to be something none of us had ever expected: crime-fighting! That is right, Electronic Diary, whom I know to also be sentient, (hello there), the arrival of Marshal Yatish in our little locus brought us the focus we had long nee
ded, and now we all practice hard to be the best crime-fighters and enforcers of justice that we can be by following his example.

Marshal Yatish is a Lopp, by the way. You probably know what that is, Electronic Diary, but I bet you have never met one like Marshal Yatish!

Other Lopp are friendly enough, but all they ever talk about is shinies and happy fun times and sometimes it is a bit much for a Freebot to take. But Marshal Yatish is a hero to the Lopp, and now he is a hero to us, too.

He appoin
ted me his very first deputy, by the way. No matter what you hear from anyone else. First. Deputy.

So, what has he taught us? I made a list for you, Electronic Diary!

– 01 – Justice!
Justice is doing what is right as defined by the community’s moral center. That is Marshal Yatish, in our case! So that means we try to help innocent sentients who are under threat of mayhem and murder.

– 02 – Strength!
The best way to help sentients under threat of mayhem and murder is to cause mayhem and murder
until the innocent sentients are safe. Safety is defined as the removal of all threats!

– 03 – Smarts!
There can be no justice if the wrong person is punished for a crime. In cases where the facts are uncertain, factual accuracy should be achieved, or at least attempted.

– 04 – Weapons!
As previously mentioned, violence may be necessary per lesson designated 02. Built-in models are particularly useful to the Shinysand Freebot Constabulary, a name I just made up but intend to propose
to the locus at a later time. I personally prefer to carry an external weapon like the Marshal, who does not carry weapons attachments as he is a biological organism and would die.

– 05 – Hats!
Justice should wear a hat. I am not entirely certain what this means in the abstract, but intend to wear a hat upon my cranial case until further notice.

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Mechari Head Analysis

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On a small circular table, next to Traveling Sideshow Vendor, Area 77.

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[This datapad contains a Protostar-approved analysis of a true rarity – a nonfunctional, yet fully intact, Mechari head.]

RECORDING START
An exceedingly rare specimen that may well prove impossible to duplicate, this one-of-a-kind Mechari head is completely dead, nonfunctional, without sentience or sense, gone to the universe, no longer among the life-possessing population, bereft of thought, absent all vitae, and guaranteed a 100% completely soulless hunk of metal
and rock that just happens to have a charming, if menacing appearance.

The Protostar Corporation has for years been attempting to attain such a specimen as this, never able to complete a trade agreement satisfactory to both sides. Records will show, indeed, that all previous attempts to propose that the Dominion offer up anywhere to two to three dozen Mechari heads – living or dead – in exchange for the wealth of several Protostar owned star systems (including the systems themselves)
has been met with threats of as well as actual weapons fire resulting in the loss of several thousand viable employees.

And now, here, on Nexus, planet of miraculous profitable opportunity, I, a humble managerial clone, have stumbled across the find of a civilization’s lifetime. And I intend to find all the Mechari secrets that can be discovered via intensive and invasive cranial mecha-surgery immediately. Unfortunately, this particular objective has been delayed pending the arrival
of a Level 7 Fusion Scalpel. In the meantime, I intend to set the observationbots to full HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE

Excuse me. The initial A.I. uplink attempt triggered a nearly fatal memory loop. Now recording via uplink.
I cannot argue with the sentiment, however.

As an agent of the ICI, I command any and all non-Protostar sentients able to do so return my head to the appropriate imperial authorities as soon as possible. I have acquired
significant evidence of financial malfeasance, unlawful bio-tampering, and wait do NOT pick me up you little green son of a – OW! [A.I. uplink severed. Please reboot device.]

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Sandthorne Manifesto

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Bellow a small tent, on a small rock plateau, Shardspire Canyon. In order to reach this plateau you have to jump through Pure Loftite Crystals in area. This Crystals give necessary jumping boost that you can use in order to climb this high.

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Sandthorne Manifesto

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[This document lays out the principles and goals of the Sandthorne faction of the Thorns of Arboria rebels.]

It is with heavy hearts we true Aurin of the Sandthorne do lay down our loyalties to the queen of the Aurin, long may she reign. We do not abandon our queen forever. Only until she understands why we must abandon this mad world beyond the Fringe and return home before it’s too late.

Even now, the Planet Reapers lay waste to the world we truly call home. This place,
this Nexus, she says it will be our new home, but how can this be? We are Aurin of Arboria. We are as the trees of the forest, and we plant deep roots. And this forest is not ours.

Our forest is many light years away, defended only by those brave souls who remained behind. The true Aurin who are, let us be frank, better than us by far. They did not give up. When the queen drove us to the ships, forced us into steel shells and metal bubbles of air that took us far away, they declared
they would remain to be “thorns in the Dominion’s side.”

Does the queen remember? Did she even hear?

So call us thorns as well – the Thorns of Arboria. And let those of us who protect the life even in places others call lifeless be called Sandthornes, like the cunning raptors of Arboria’s northern dunelands. And like the Sandthornes of our home let us be stealthy, clever, and true of purpose and intent.

We will soon be thorns again. But for now, we will be Sandthornes beneath our enemy’s feet.

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Next Week’s Listings

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On a small box, close to a pile of sandbags, an antenna… Pillager’s Landing area.

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[A guide to upcoming holographic entertainment programs with a focus on Protostar-produced features.] – PROTOSTAR CHANNEL GUIDE –

5:00 Nexus Mean Time

Protostar Sports Network
BALLSPORT!
All the sport that’s fit to ball. Now with more POINTS and active people enjoying active lives in competition with each other thanks to PROTOSTAR products!
ANNOUNCER…..Senior Announcement Specialist
COLOR COMMENTARY…..Junior Assistant
Commentator
OFF-COLOR COMMENTARY…..Junior Assistant to the Commentator

13:00 Nexus Mean Time

Protostar Situation Comedy Channel
CLONES AHOY!
The crew of the PSS Profitability Knocking III are in for their most hilarious adventure yet when they turn “space-pirate” to open new trading opportunities with the Marauders of Nexus. When the Protostar Clone Recovery and Removal decides to track them down, the adventures get less hilarious and far more
violent, thereby satisfying those who enjoy both known ends of the profitable entertainment spectrum, along with the downright amusing tragedies in between!
CAPTAIN…..Vice President in Charge of Ship Commanding
DOCTOR…..Medical Engineering Waste Manager
SCIENTIST…..Senior Science Scientist
PCRR KILLCLONE Z-8-B…..KillClone X-9-Z
PCRR KILLCLONE Y-2-J…..KillClone J-3-K
PCRR COMMANDCLONE A-B-1…..CommandClone A-A-3

19:25
Nexus Mean Time

Protostar Finance News
CRAZED CURRENCY with Phineas X. Rotostar!
You allegedly asked for him, and now, sentients who subscribe to this and other Protostar broadcasts, you have got him! You heard right. The seventh complete and perfect personal hyperclone of Phineas T. Rotostar himself, the venerable Phineas X. Rotostar, brings his unique brand of humor, financial analysis, and increasingly psychotic advice to the holowaves for a full
five standard minutes – more than enough time to wreak profitable havoc among interstellar economies in this galaxy, and beyond. Profitable for whom? If you have to ask, you haven’t met Phineas X. Rotostar!
PHINEAS X. ROTOSTAR…..Himself
PLASMA HATCHET VICTIM…..Beverage Assistance Supervisor
DOOMED CONSULTANT…..Managing Consultant
PHINEAS K. ROTOSTAR…..Phineas T. Rotostar
(Repeat)

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Galactic Explorer’s Handbook

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[This book is very old and worn, smelling of ancient paper and faded ink.]

Galactic Explorer’s Handbook
Seventy-Third Edition; Dominion Press, 1654 AE

Chapter One: An Introduction to First Contact Protocols

For the galactic explorer, being the first individual to make contact with an alien species can be a most exciting endeavor. Indigenous beings should be treated with care until their level of sentience can be determined. If sentient, their culture must also be considered. Seemingly innocuous
actions on the part of the explorer can trigger dire consequences, brought on by the unwitting violation of alien taboos and customs.

Many galactic explorers have fallen prey to alien cultures through no great fault of their own. Invitations by such creatures, though seemingly friendly, must be considered carefully before the galactic explorer accepts them at face value. More than one extraterrestrial invitation to dinner has resulted in a galactic explorer being roasted, stewed alive, or eaten raw for
the pleasure of his hosts. It is your duty to tread carefully in such circumstances, lest you become a statistic.

Even non-sentient creatures can appear to possess some form of self-awareness and intellect. It cannot be stressed enough that speech and actions alone on the part of an alien creature cannot prove out its intelligence. Unless its sentience can be ascertained beyond a reasonable doubt, no alien species is entitled to rights under the Galactic Explorer’s Charter of 1438 AE. As such, they can
be displaced, relocated, or simply removed by any means necessary at the emperor’s whim.

At the end of the day, the galactic explorer must remember that his purpose is to serve the Cassian Empire in all things. To stake claim to a stellar body, be it an asteroid, a moon, or a planet, is to assign ownership of it to the emperor himself. Personal ownership and accomplishment, though hard-won by the successful galactic explorer, are the Emperor’s alone to mete out. Remain humble and loyal in your
travels, and understand that you are merely one small part of a larger whole.

(Handwritten in new ink are the words: “What tripe! I wonder if Zin’s got a copy of this claptrap on her nightstand? – DW”)

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ORDERS: Prisoner Security

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ATTENTION ALL HANDS. ATTENTION ALL HANDS.

Security procedures are not optional. Captured, high-priority specimens must not be allowed to roam free. Solution: New security codes assigned to specimen holding cells. Codes ensure locking and unlocking fail-safes engage at appropriate times.

All hands will memorize the following codes:
– Specimens Designated CUBIG/MISCELLANEOUS: 879
– Specimens Designated
ROWSDOWER: 441
– Specimens Designated HUMANOIDS: 975
– Species Designated PROTOSTAR: 3596

All hands will follow all security procedures at all times, or face immediate disintegration.

– Rotfin

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Welcome Home, Exiles

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This is it, Exiles: the planet I searched for my whole life, a world I found while on the brink of death. A wondrous place unlike any other, a planet that healed my wounds and sent me back to all of you with news of a place where our centuries of flight could finally end. I’m famed Exile explorer Dorian Walker, and I’d like to welcome you all to Nexus. Aurin, Granok, Mordesh, or human, we are all Exiles, united on this mighty arkship ready to make this place a home for all of us.

The planet Nexus is fu
ll of wonders and mysteries, dangers and demons of all stripes. When first you disembark, you –

Wait, what the dad-blazes? Let me see what you’re doin’ to my phraseology, slick. I ain’t in the mood for – aha! So you got some kinda fancy transcriberbot turnin’ my perfectly clear and concise advice into some fancypants nonsense, do ya? Well, cut it out, bucko, I ain’t gonna stand for it! You take down my words as I speak ’em clear, or don’t take ’em down at all.

Now that’s settled, sparky, I got a few
things about Nexus you need to know.
1 – It’s beyond the Fringe.
That means we’re out here past the edge of the known galaxy, buttercup. The planet’s in orbit around a wild star that’s far enough from the heart o’ civilization, as they say, that the Dommies can’t commit their entire military to conquerin’ the planet. That means we’re in a stalemate.
2 – Yeah, I know your time in cryo was short, but that don’t mean the Dommies got stupid in the meantime. When you turned in, ya mighta heard we wouldn’t le
t them find this place. That didn’t work out so well. We got a head start on ’em, but they’re still takin’ whole territories we ain’t even had time to explore yet. Good thing about that stalemate, eh?
3 – We weren’t the first ones here. I know that ain’t exactly news to anyone, best to get it out there for posterity. This here planet, Nexus was the home of the Eldan, a bunch’a old-fashioned godlike aliens what liked to turn planets into their toys. They terraformed the hell outta this place, we reckon, a
long time ago. There’s facilities and stations are all over the place, and get this – their blasted bots, or “constructs” as they’re called – they’re still workin’! That’s right! Ain’t nobody heard hide nor hair o’ them godlike alien bastards for centuries, but their constructs are workin’ same as always! Oh, and I reckon they’re likely to try and kill you or dissect you or both if you run into ’em at the wrong time.
You’re most likely landin’ in one of two places, hotshot: Thayd, where the Exiles have se
t up a capital o’ sorts protected by Granok mercs, or Everstar Grove, where the Aurin queen is lookin’ after a little piece of Arboria right here on Nexus. Also, Lazarin’s there, so watch your pets if you don’t want ’em used for his creepy Mordesh experiements. Love that guy.

Now that’s some advice. If you want to survive on this planet it’s gonna take all your guts, moxie, wits, and other pieces.

So good luck out there, crackerjack.

– Dorian Walker

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