[IF YOU WISH TO MAKE A CHARACTER, POST THE FORM OVER ON THE OOC THREAD HERE: http://community.playstarbound.com/...racter-submissions-and-plot-discussion.96633/ ] Stardate: 3854 A.E. Location: Gamma Epsilon 743 III star system, planet verdian, the S.S. star cutter (freight class novakid ship) A penguin in a suit, fedora, and snappy looking shoes with a "godfather-like" accent is busy rattling off a company insurance and policy sheet to a trio of mercenaries (two basitin, and one Ningen), and a human. "Alright, so head honcho, Mr. Dancer, is having me babysit you... Whatever yous are... And wants me to read this here company insurance policy... Unfortunately, Mr. Big-boss is a bit of a cheapskate and didn't bother making a holo tape. So insteads, I'm gonna have to read it from this here... Paper? I think it's called? Whatever's...*Ahem* 'Thank you brave mercenaries for accepting our job request here at Dancer industries. We have hired you for the honor of protecting our top of the line quality merchandise for the safety of our company. Please note that dancer industries is blah blah, payed in full. Blah blah blah, yards yada yada, *quack quack quack*, dangerous machinery, something something not responsible... blah blah blah incinerated, exploded, imploded, sucked out to space, decapitated, dismembered, disemboweled, shot dead, stabbed to death, fried to death, frozen to desth, poisoned to death, corroded inside out by toxic gasses, drowning in septic fluid, liquified by industrial chemicalses, devoured by floranses, eaten by grapes, or bludgeoned to death by other mercses for corporate espionage...'" He pauses briefly for a quick breath... "Now... Any questions?"