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calling_net2016-09-21 08:33 pm
unnamed_chars) wrote in calling_net2016-09-21 08:33 pm
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WSFC - Broadcast 0008 - September 21st
[ There are a few crackling noises before the voice comes out and the speaker sounds... well, a little rough. He's not breathing easily either. ]
This is... [ *crackle crackle* ], reporting to you from the Satellite above the City of Tomorrow. It is... my professional responsibility to apologize for the lack of broadcasts these last weeks. But... hopefully that'll make sense soon enough.
As you might have guessed, not all is well here.
For weeks, there's been something of an information lockdown due to the 'request' of one of the peoples working to broker peace here. Unfortunately, as of yesterday, peace talks have officially been ended and the Satellite has become a warzone. Three different factions, led by each of the peoples who were part of the peace talks, have taken portions of the Satellite and we're on lockdown. No one comes in and no one goes out.
Despite our journalistic desire to spread information, we'd previously kept the civilizations in the midst of peace talks private, but at this point, we're out of options.
The Zygerrians have taken over most of the living areas and apartments on the station. They may or may not be taking civilians; our information is spotty there.
The Mycon are in control of the docking areas and most of the cargo bays.
The Angosians are the ones holding the promenade and the main mercantile spaces. Most importantly, they're holding onto the food, which has a lot of people worried.
This is probably going to be the only broadcast I can manage since I already hear things that make me pretty sure that I'm going to have company soon. We'll do what we can up here, of course, but we could certainly use a little help. Really, it'd be appreciated. Like. A lot.
Wish us--
[ And the broadcast ends with a crash and the sound of shouting. ]
This is... [ *crackle crackle* ], reporting to you from the Satellite above the City of Tomorrow. It is... my professional responsibility to apologize for the lack of broadcasts these last weeks. But... hopefully that'll make sense soon enough.
As you might have guessed, not all is well here.
For weeks, there's been something of an information lockdown due to the 'request' of one of the peoples working to broker peace here. Unfortunately, as of yesterday, peace talks have officially been ended and the Satellite has become a warzone. Three different factions, led by each of the peoples who were part of the peace talks, have taken portions of the Satellite and we're on lockdown. No one comes in and no one goes out.
Despite our journalistic desire to spread information, we'd previously kept the civilizations in the midst of peace talks private, but at this point, we're out of options.
The Zygerrians have taken over most of the living areas and apartments on the station. They may or may not be taking civilians; our information is spotty there.
The Mycon are in control of the docking areas and most of the cargo bays.
The Angosians are the ones holding the promenade and the main mercantile spaces. Most importantly, they're holding onto the food, which has a lot of people worried.
This is probably going to be the only broadcast I can manage since I already hear things that make me pretty sure that I'm going to have company soon. We'll do what we can up here, of course, but we could certainly use a little help. Really, it'd be appreciated. Like. A lot.
Wish us--
[ And the broadcast ends with a crash and the sound of shouting. ]