Project Disaster

[Buster Commodore]

Day 44, Hangar Main, The Nonsense Factory, Cassini system, 11:31 pm


The time had come, Buster watched as the last of the supplies were brought into the main hangar. He owed the
Junkers more than just a drink, he owed them a night at the bar on his tab. fortunately for his wallet however,
Lord Moka had already more than compensated them for their hard work. He watched as the slaves moved
crate after crate into the hangar. He had given his engineers the day off in order to rest up before performing
the finishing touches on the construction of the Engine core. they needed their rest. Buster, though knowing
Lord Moka's orders were to not feed the slaves, shared his stash of luxury foods with them so they would be
strong enough to get the job done. everything was coming together. He had re-hashed all of the algorythms
and made all necessary tweaks to ensure that The Mark VI would not fail. Buster put out his cigarette and
headed to his quarters so he, too, could get some much needed sleep.


Day 45, Hangar Main, The Nonsense Factory, Cassini system, 8:46 am

The final stage of Project Disaster was here, Buster could taste it on his lips. the taste of Victory and
satisfaction. He sat quietly in the control room, sipping coffee and finishing his morning smoke. He stared at the
Mark VI, looming in the center of the hangar like some kind of Monolith. It was surrounded by slaves and
engineers, bolting on pieces, checking calculations, and going over every detail to ensure perfection. The
project would be finished in just a day's time and then Buster would call Moka for another viewing. Only this
time, it wouldn't end so tragically.

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