Post by Grand Moff Poobah I on Jun 22, 2015 1:02:17 GMT -5
This arbitrary location's very existence is something of a mundane mystery, as there's nothing to command attention about the place.
Any cursory survey reveals Utopia, the main sequence star. How it was christened such an optimistic name is lost to time, but the names of the two large gas giants in orbit are far less creative, Utopia I and Utopia II. The outer, Utopia II, has six moons. These were christened Braca I to VI, in honor of the surveyor who presumably wanted pointless moons to bear his name. Of the moons, only the third and fifth are habitable. The fifth dubiously so. V is composed almost entirely of ice-cold boreal forests, with no animal life larger than a few small insects that rely entirely on the trees.
Braca III, however, is a different story. The planet is mostly plains and rolling hills covered in durable grasses, they have to be as surface temperature ranges between -17 and 14 degrees Celsius, coupled with a near-constant grey cloud cover. Precipitation is usually mild rain, interspersed periodically by snow that tends to lie flat on the ground until washed away by rain or melted very slowly by planetary summer. The only true blessing III has is geothermal abundance. The land is strewn with hotsprings, providing ready sources of warm water, and of energy.
By far the most unique quirk of Braca III is the havoc it wreaks on sensors. The atmosphere's constant-cover, with a few unusual gases and compounds, combines to become little more than a murky soup of intermittent readings coming and going in unreliable fashion. Since manual flights down to the surface are largely pointless, the hassle was a deterrent to most.
But not to the Free Market. The Confederacy of Independent Systems could not admit a bad idea, as their problematic designing of mentally-challenged battle droids proved, and the Techno Union labored to construct a refueling depot on the planet's surface. The installation was completely-constructed when the Republic captured the Sector, and the CIS retreated in a hurry, leaving behind large clusters of equipment, weapons, and supplies. They were, unsurprisingly, forgotten after the war. That is, until a group of wayward fringe-types found it.
History Section 1:
"They said it was idiotic to put a refueling depot for droids where you couldn't use instruments to land. Well I did it anyway, because that's the last thing those copy-pasted meatbags would expect! Ha!" - Mendrion Koobas, CIS Logistics Director, Seventh Sector.
The Utopia system was first marked as a prospect by the CIS Department of Internal Space Usage, which categorized it as 'possibly useful.' It was forwarded to the Bureau of Military Planning and Evaluation, which then filed it away under the auspices of the Seventh Sector Internal Administration. There it was noticed by former consumer-goods producer Mendrion Koobas, who earmarked it as a personal project. His original goal was to turn it into a production facility, and he'd laid a certain amount of foundry equipment in a deep excavation before the Military assured him a repair and refueling depot was perfectly adequate. Koobas began the long and awkward project of trying to complete a different set of designs over the old set of designs, and the result was the somewhat awkward facility that formed. It was, despite the heavy capacity it had, used only lightly.
Koobas, increasingly eccentric, began lamenting the smallminded thoughts of military command, for such offenses as 'not paying attention to an irrelevant sector,' recorded in such vocal journal entries as "You know what they called irrelevant sectors when I was your age? We didn't, because they were 100% relevant. It's what we get for hiring a bunch of damned Neimoidians to make decisions."
The project ground slowly to a halt as war funding was needed elsewhere, and in the end the few personnel who were left evacuated in the final days of the war. The facility itself deactivated on remote command and was promptly forgotten by all, even Koobas who went on to produce new artificial intelligence packages.
History Section 2:
The facility was accidentally discovered at one point by Marec Kelborn, who made a mental note to loot the place some day, and mentioned it off-hand to his children. They instead decided to settle it, using portions of the refueling facility, and portions of the natural planet. The result is an eclectic mix of decaying industrial ambiance, and surprisingly homey touches. Interior decorators were not consulted.
Any cursory survey reveals Utopia, the main sequence star. How it was christened such an optimistic name is lost to time, but the names of the two large gas giants in orbit are far less creative, Utopia I and Utopia II. The outer, Utopia II, has six moons. These were christened Braca I to VI, in honor of the surveyor who presumably wanted pointless moons to bear his name. Of the moons, only the third and fifth are habitable. The fifth dubiously so. V is composed almost entirely of ice-cold boreal forests, with no animal life larger than a few small insects that rely entirely on the trees.
Braca III, however, is a different story. The planet is mostly plains and rolling hills covered in durable grasses, they have to be as surface temperature ranges between -17 and 14 degrees Celsius, coupled with a near-constant grey cloud cover. Precipitation is usually mild rain, interspersed periodically by snow that tends to lie flat on the ground until washed away by rain or melted very slowly by planetary summer. The only true blessing III has is geothermal abundance. The land is strewn with hotsprings, providing ready sources of warm water, and of energy.
By far the most unique quirk of Braca III is the havoc it wreaks on sensors. The atmosphere's constant-cover, with a few unusual gases and compounds, combines to become little more than a murky soup of intermittent readings coming and going in unreliable fashion. Since manual flights down to the surface are largely pointless, the hassle was a deterrent to most.
But not to the Free Market. The Confederacy of Independent Systems could not admit a bad idea, as their problematic designing of mentally-challenged battle droids proved, and the Techno Union labored to construct a refueling depot on the planet's surface. The installation was completely-constructed when the Republic captured the Sector, and the CIS retreated in a hurry, leaving behind large clusters of equipment, weapons, and supplies. They were, unsurprisingly, forgotten after the war. That is, until a group of wayward fringe-types found it.
History Section 1:
"They said it was idiotic to put a refueling depot for droids where you couldn't use instruments to land. Well I did it anyway, because that's the last thing those copy-pasted meatbags would expect! Ha!" - Mendrion Koobas, CIS Logistics Director, Seventh Sector.
The Utopia system was first marked as a prospect by the CIS Department of Internal Space Usage, which categorized it as 'possibly useful.' It was forwarded to the Bureau of Military Planning and Evaluation, which then filed it away under the auspices of the Seventh Sector Internal Administration. There it was noticed by former consumer-goods producer Mendrion Koobas, who earmarked it as a personal project. His original goal was to turn it into a production facility, and he'd laid a certain amount of foundry equipment in a deep excavation before the Military assured him a repair and refueling depot was perfectly adequate. Koobas began the long and awkward project of trying to complete a different set of designs over the old set of designs, and the result was the somewhat awkward facility that formed. It was, despite the heavy capacity it had, used only lightly.
Koobas, increasingly eccentric, began lamenting the smallminded thoughts of military command, for such offenses as 'not paying attention to an irrelevant sector,' recorded in such vocal journal entries as "You know what they called irrelevant sectors when I was your age? We didn't, because they were 100% relevant. It's what we get for hiring a bunch of damned Neimoidians to make decisions."
The project ground slowly to a halt as war funding was needed elsewhere, and in the end the few personnel who were left evacuated in the final days of the war. The facility itself deactivated on remote command and was promptly forgotten by all, even Koobas who went on to produce new artificial intelligence packages.
History Section 2:
The facility was accidentally discovered at one point by Marec Kelborn, who made a mental note to loot the place some day, and mentioned it off-hand to his children. They instead decided to settle it, using portions of the refueling facility, and portions of the natural planet. The result is an eclectic mix of decaying industrial ambiance, and surprisingly homey touches. Interior decorators were not consulted.