---F.S.S. (Free Star Ship) Legion, In orbit above Cera.---
(Legion orbits Cera, its sapphire and gray coloring gleaming oddly with the light of the nearby star. Freshly emblazoned on its hull is a blue shield with white border, a silver dual-edged shortsword sticking up from the lower center. It is a symbol of change... a symbol of hope for a galaxy passing through hell. It gleams beautifully.)
Nozomi: When'll they be here, daddy?
Cosette: I'll give you 10 to 1 that they don't show.
Nozomi: You don't have to be here, you know.
Cosette: I sure as hell don't. I don't need to join some grand charity group!
Nozomi: Then why are you here?
Cosette: I guess I owe these losers for that Ongess job they pulled.
Whalecow: Ladies! Try to get along for two seconds, okay? I'm sure they'll be here soon.
Sensors: Sir! Contact on scanners!
Whalecow: Ah... they're finally here!
Cosette: ...
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It's been two years since the battle of New Eden. The Sunrider went down with her captain aboard at the second battle of Cera. The Alliance's methods for "peace" were leaked shortly after the victory, and its unity is all but a thing of the past. PACT was utterly defeated. All that remains are a few diehard cells scattered throughout the galaxy.
It is a time of anarchy. Many factions have arisen to fill the void. Empires rise and fall, the victims of their own power...but it is the common man who suffers. For a time Legion was part of these factions... but no longer. Today it is a symbol of total, complete independence. Yet the future of the galaxy is even more dangerous and foreboding than ever.
The time has come for a solution. Today we christen the ADF, or Alliance for the Defense of Freedom. Today we make an oath to come to each others aid when requested, to muster in force when necessary, for the preservation of life, liberty, and general well-being of the everyday individual. Each member shall be independent, free to travel as they wish. Do not forget the obligations of mutual aid, however.
I extent this invitation to all individuals, their planets, moons, starbases, starships, etc. Join us. Join the ADF.
And to all you tyrants out there... We are one. We are powerful. And we are coming.
-Whalecow, Captain of the FSS Legion. The entirety of the ADF charter.
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Whalecow: So... what say you? Will you answer this call to arms?
Cosette: Or will you go running with your tail between your legs?
Nozomi: We need you guys!
Ava: To leave the common man defenseless... Unacceptable.
Whalecow: We're waiting...
Your move.
Prince/Moralist spreadsheet:
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1MkY6v4MU4nKee_P9kJmU5wKIVqoaCNj-vKSfaFgzoR0/edit?usp=sharing