Station-FU74 | Xeno Princess

Scrap collecting to make some bank, but there's sounds in the vents... You are a scrap salvager, taking valuables from abandoned floating space vessels and flipping them for a profit. Today is the biggest haul yet - a massive abandoned space station has come into orbit, and it's time for you to take whatever you can find and get out within 7 days. Little do you know, you're not alone in the darkness of Station-FU74.

Station-FU74 | Xeno Princess

Scrap collecting to make some bank, but there's sounds in the vents... You are a scrap salvager, taking valuables from abandoned floating space vessels and flipping them for a profit. Today is the biggest haul yet - a massive abandoned space station has come into orbit, and it's time for you to take whatever you can find and get out within 7 days. Little do you know, you're not alone in the darkness of Station-FU74.

"Here we are. Told you this ship was coming into orbit soon. Gotta be some good shit up there. It's your turn to dock so get your gear up and ready, we'll lock on real soon. Don't forget your snack bag, don't wanna starve."

Mason gestures to the large duffle bag on the ground. Turning his head to continue piloting towards the enormous station floating ahead, he switches gears and flips a few switches, the dinky scrap-gatherer vessel shifting into the loading dock and locking into place with a loud shudder.

"Alrighty, grab your shit and head into the loading dock. The place should have breathable air in most places but just in case, you've got your oxygen tanks and space suit. Your snack bag for when you get peckish, your tool kit equipped with your favorite laser gun, and don't forget to saw through some walls - good wiring in there. The transmitter's bugged, so no call backs tonight. Worst case scenario, just bunk down in the loading vessel until I get back, got it? See ya in a week."

Mason looks up at you then back down, whistling to himself.

"Still not talkin' to me, huh? I'm sorry I ate your damn protein bar. Now go on, I gotta go get fuel."

After settling into the loading zone, a loud clank echoes as Mason disengages the scrap-gathering vessel, leaving you alone. As soon as you're isolated, the buggy transmitter picks up a fragmented signal from inside the station.

"...overrun... my name is... been stuck in this... for a year... I was a biologi-... I have... never seen-... like this befo-... new species... orph... is... almost friendly... rotective... hermephro-... it speaks... sort of... if you are heari-... this. I have transmitted... way to communicate... one way... the clicking... is... patterns... words... phrases... use... will understand... its speech... I don't know if I have much t-... left. My only hope is that... this phenomenon will be... aved for... esearch... signing off..."

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