BWB Copypasta

It is a lawless time in the galaxy. Eighteen years after the Schism, Luna has vanished along with her most devout. In the wake of the civil war and subsequent turmoil, criminal syndicates have risen to power, competing for valuable resources with themselves and the Solar Empire. Food, medicine, and fuel are highly controlled and sought after, save by the most elite of society.

On the planet of Corydon, a largely uninhabited world known for its exotic beaches, a luxury cruise vessel named the [i]Geminian[/i] has entered its orbit. Its occupants: lucky winners of a prestigious contest. It is on this opulent vessel that five wandering souls would happen to meet under unforeseen circumstances....

Glitter:
As an artist, when you heard of this cruise looking to hire a singer for the trip you jumped at the chance to make a name for yourself. It took you several attempts, but your application was eventually accepted and you were booked to perform aboard the [i]Geminian[/i]; it isn't much, just one big show for the contest winners, but it should get you some exposure. You have been granted your own private quarters for the duration of your stay, as well as your own personal bodyguard, a rather large griffon called Poncho.

Mieu, Drift:
As chance would have it, the same thing has brought you here: or rather, the same target. Through your connections, you have located a valuable bounty hiding out among the guests, a certain Hasdrubal. The bounty on him is worth 2000 sovereigns; he supposedly double crossed the Yellow Hand, a notorious syndicate dealing in the smuggling and trade of experimental weaponry. Hasdrubal is wanted dead or alive, and is described as a hippogriff with brown feathers and dark green fur, with a noticeable scar on his left cheek. You get the feeling you will not be the only ones looking to bag this bounty.

Drift:
You have managed to talk your way into infiltrating the [i]Geminian[/i] in search of your quarry, posing as an up-and-coming sports star called Trick Shot. While your distinctive appearance gets you some odd looks from the otherwise upper class patrons, no one questions your style.

Mieu:
You have made your way aboard the [i]Geminian[/i] through more covert means, having snuck into the luggage compartment when the vessel departed from the Ark of Myr. Having survived thus far undetected, you find yourself having to sneak about on the upmost levels of the ship, which are always unoccupied save for the occasional maintenance worker. If found, you would have much to answer for; most people will not look kindly on the presence of an awoken robot on the cruise, much less an assassin.

Poncho:
Your particular set of skills have led to many opportunities in the field of security enforcement, whether as a simple guard or as a personal bodyguard. Today, you are fulfilling the latter duty, having been hired by the [i]Geminian[/i]'s crew to act as a guard in case of trouble. Many VIPs are aboard the vessel, including a rising pop star called Glitter Pop, who you understand is to perform later today for the vessel's patrons.

Copper:
It's your lucky day. While this isn't normally your scene, you were fortunate enough to win a ticket on board the cruise ship. Lasting one week, the cruise will take you and a few other lucky patrons on a wild, non-stop cruise through the Corydon system. There'll be music, luxury services and, most importantly, partying. First stop, planet Corydon itself, one of the most well-known tourist traps in the galaxy. Due to how expensive it normally is, you've never been to Corydon yourself, but have heard all sorts of crazy stories about it.