Get Your Ass to Mars

Welcome to Valles-New Shanghai
Just arriving on Mars and already making enemies

The escaped indentures awaken in a haze as they awaken in new bodies, to be jolted by the panicked voice of “Joe”, the AGI serving as John Parker’s Muse, who informs them that the morphs it stole for them belong to the Lords of Death, one of the local Triads.

Half-blind and naked save for a few concentric thermal bandages, they do their best to stumble out of the illicit sleeving facility before their egos and implants are fully online, lest the Lords of Death catch them unprepared. Exiting the "dollhouse:, they find themselves in a dimly lit corridor, which branches out into multiple avenues like a rat warren.

As their implants come online, they discover that the mapsofts they pull up from the Mesh seem to be intentionally deceptive, and it isn’t long before they are hopelessly lost. When they stop to discuss their options on how to navigate, Dennis wordlessly takes off with clear purpose. Not having a better idea, the others follow.

They eventually emerge from the underground tunnels into massive laundromat facility. They pilfer a few items of clothing that fit their new morphs and leave the facility, taking note that the synthmorph attendees take no mind of their presence, as if they do not even see them.

Stepping out of the laundromat, they take their first steps into the dank alleys of Little Shanghai. As they take in the sights, sounds, and certainly smells, everything seems eerily familiar…

Same as it Ever Was
And you may ask yourself, Well...How did I get here?

It is another day like countless others on Comet P67C-G, as its crew of indentures mine its irregular surface for rare gasses and minerals. Their morphs were synthetic cases modified specifically for the job at hand, worn from years of use.

Deep in thought, quarry foreman P67-JP2015MA19 began to daydream of another life soaring through the outer rim. Uncharacteristically, he though to himself, “How did I get here.”

Searching through his memories, he could not find and answer. He instructed his Muse to run a psychological diagnostic of his memories, and AMP6 discovered severe irregularities. Doing its best to make corrections, a single memory came to surface: He remembered being on Mars, and that something very bad was going to happen there.

He began to inquire with his rig-mates, and discovered several others amongst is crew with the similar memory gaps. They decided to break loose from their obligations, and hie themselves to Mars to get some answers.

Stealing an ice rover, the trio headed at break-neck speed towards the Control station, making fooling plans to capture a ship or smuggle themselves aboard one. When they arrived, no ship was present, and with the hacking skills of P67-JP2015MA19’s muse, they learned that one would not be scheduled to arrive for months. Instead, they crashed into the Control building, and barricaded themselves in the communications tower.

They uploaded themselves into the tower’s egocaster, and transmitted their egos to Mars…


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