Welcome to the radio room! This pirate radio serves as your new job. Discuss amongst each other, decide what you’re going to say, and air your first show.

Today’s reports:


Today is the 45th anniversary of the formation of the Empire. Parades and military marches are taking place across many planets. Fleets have canceled today’s exercises to celebrate. On the capital planet of Mars, truly impressive fireworks displays are being viewed. Most workers have gotten the day off to view their local planetary parade and subsequent defense fleet demonstration. There have been rumors of a new armor platform being introduced for security efforts during the parades.


Reports are coming in from independent freighters and cargo haulers that the planet of Halion II seems to be completely lifeless. Corpses litter the ground, and it’s unsure of what happened. There is a heavy Imperial presence in the system. One thing is for sure: this was the doing of the Empire. How exactly they managed it is unknown, however.


Recently, contact was lost with Gem Squadron on Geon, and the worst was feared. This has been confirmed with the public execution of a number of people within the cell and many of their sympathizers. Other cells remain active on the planet, but Gem Squadron was by far the largest and most important on the planet.


A Senate vote introduced to the floor that would lower the military funding was recently hit by a unilateral veto by Emperor Zelv. It otherwise would have been nearly passed with the rogue senator group the Delegation voting unanimously in approval. The Delegation has had its power hit with its senators showing up dead, or worse, but it remains a force to reckon with in the Senate.

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Carter wandered into the office as he held a cream coloured file with four distinct news details in its walls. He seemed focused on what he was really. Being the control panel or the speaker for the Resistance Radio wasn't always jump through a hoop then get thrown a biscuit or a bone. As Carter looked at the pages of the reports. He then placed himself in a chair as he leaned in it propping his feet on the table. At the moment he didn't know where anybody else was and as he scanned round the room he seemed a bit hopeless. The team of the Resistance Radio was usually always here and for some reason out of the blue they all scattered it seemed like. Having a pipe placed in between his lips. His left hand came up and held onto the wood. "Mhm..." He mumbled as he kept reading. Carter then removed the pipe from his lips. "Interesting...interesting." He repeated as he scanned his eyes up and down the papers. Four reports all interesting and they had to at least pick one to broadcast. Carter then set the papers down onto the desk where he found them in the first place he was returning them now. He then pulled his feet off from the desk then stood up. Placing the pipe back into his mouth he puffed it a few more times as he started walking out of the room.

Carter usually has a thick British accent when he talked looked around. Speaking as what was on his mind. "Where the bloody hell is the Scotland yard?" He questioned as he peaked his head out of the office puffing on his pipe a few more times. Just like an old animated cartoon character that is based off from Sherlock Holmes or something. He always called the Resistance Radio Team the Scotland yard for an odd reason. Though it was more of an inside joke he made at dinner one night with everybody. From that day on he preferred to them as the 'Scotland Yard' or 'Little Army guys'. He enjoyed making a joke once in awhile even if it was one of the stupidest jokes you would ever hear. Carter tried his best to cheer up everyone when he could.

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Carter heard a more electronic voice in the room as he looked around for the moment. . . .Odd. . . he was pretty sure he just heard something say "Over here, slick." though he couldn't really see anything as his eyes scanned the room he then seen a toaster. All lit up and it started speaking again "Everybody else is probably getting wasted with the gang that brought me here." it states as he just blinks and grabs the pipe out of his mouth. "Oh, your the robot they were talking about." Carter mentions he's heard a little about him.

Nodding his head he smiled slightly. "I'm Carter Patriot. You can just call me Carter or General." He says while his voice mumbles a bit from the pipe being stuck back into his mouth. Listening to the robotic sofware talk he nodded his head to its words. Walking over to where the toaster was placed. "And may I know your name?" Carter questioned the intriguing little contraption.

Looking over to the reports as the AI unit started rambling on about them. Taking his pipe out of his mouth again he coughed a bit covering his mouth with the back of his right wrist. "Mhm. Yes, their all pretty detailed reports to be so small...though we have to pick one of them to be broadcast on the radio this evening." Carter says as his eyes lift off the reports then go over to the AI unit. "Now could you be a sport and maybe tell me where the others are with your crew?" Carter asked as he got more to his knees to be face to camera with the robot. "It would make my life a whole lot easier." He mentions as he looks into the camera.

"Ah, blast them!" He raised his voice and shot up. Throwing his hand up in the air. "If they want to send a force of a billion supernovas. Let EM'!" he shouted and kicked the dust up in the office. "They don't scare me and if a supernova hits then we die almost instantly. Along with you and everyone else on this blood place." He says popping his pipe back in between his lips and standing there with his right hand shoved into his pocket as he puffed on it a little. "They don't scare me. I worked for them for 25 years. Became a decorated general before I jumped off the wagon they say and came to the Resistance Radio." Carter smirked and looked over to the electronic companion as he then held his pipe back into his left palm as his left thumb hooked onto his pants pocket. The smoke of the pipe going in the air.

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"Very well met Lil'Mac." He nodded and smirked at the question. "Ah, no, my father's side of the family just has the last name." he chuckled a bit. "It is a bit ridiculous isn't it?" he questioned as he looked at the robot. Carter noticed the blinking and then flopped down in the chair that was at the desk. Holding his pipe still now resting his left elbow on the chair-arm and taking a few puffs of the pipe. Blowing smoke up into the air.

Waving his pipe back and forth as he looked at Lil'Mac. "I'll just have to do it without them then." He said with sarcasm. Carter wasn't serious at all. He wouldn't ever do a broadcast without the others unless he had too totally. Which he never would since they are always here in the right moments. "Mhm. I'll show you around sometimes. But now let's relax. I wish I could share this pipe with you. Though...I don't think your software would like it." Carter joked as he laughed a bit muffled.

Raising an eyebrow as his lips stayed on the pipe as he listened to the toaster. "Oh?" He completely ignored the 'its good to be on your side of the battlefield.' And he listened to the other sentence that followed after. A smirk formed on his expression. Glaring his eyes at the robot as he seemed a bit more tense now. The room grew a bit heavy with his mood changing so quickly. "I rather not have a toaster kiss my ass..." He paused and kept his eyes on the Robots camera. "And I won't tolerate your bullshit." He snickered and grinned as he pushed the toaster back with a finger a little. He then put his arm right in front of the toaster. "Now I rather not kiss your metallic ass too so I think me and you have a friendship starting." Carter said as he took a few more puffs of his pipe.

Alvin sat heavily at his desk, leafing through reports. "Let's see. The little green men are throwing a parade, how nice. Hal-2 got snuffed, that's... that's a little worrying. Gem squad's wiped out, hands up who's surprised by that. And oh look, Senate's suicidal again. Christ."

He pinched the bridge of his nose and tried to remind himself that he promised to stop drinking early in the day. A compromise with his better angels was reached in the form of half a glug of bourbon in his coffee.

"Eventually they're going to realize that no matter how big their group is, it's not going to mean much until they get universal support. As long as there's at least a handful of senators that aren't on board, the Emperor can still claim it's a renegade faction and disappear them without anybody really caring. I mean I get that they got into politics to do good things, but you sort of have to get the politics out of the way first."

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Lil'Mac zoomed in on Carter as he talked as he kept listening to the human finding him decent to talk too. "I do agree we do have something starting." Lil'Mac liked the idea of already being on somebody's side of this operation. Lil'Mac enjoyed how this human treated him, unlike the space pirates. He noticed Carter was way more accepting to the robot intelligence then who he has met in the past. He searched round the room making notes and memory of this room. Putting it into a location data file.

"For you too. I rather wouldn't rather a fleshy kiss my ass." Lil'Mac joked as he then zoomed the camera back onto the fleshy. "Now General when does the broadcast start? I am getting bored already." Lil'Mac stated as he looked out of the room from the door. He only could see outside into the hallway of where they brought him in from.

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Shaking his head as he looked at the new robotic friend of his. Nodding his head in agreement to the friendship starting, though. Carter yawned and stretched out his arms leaning back into the chair. Chuckling a bit at the robots comment on the ass kissing. He raised an eyebrow. "I would say that is good then. We have agreements." He pointed the pipe at the little toaster before taking a few puffs of it.

Listening to the robot some more he nodded his head to the words of the piece of software. "Oh, yes the broadcast." Stroking his free hand through his hair making it pull back as his fingers get caught on a few knots here and there he just pulls his fingers through them. Brushing out his hair for it to look a little messy now. "I do suppose we should get that started soon shouldn't we?" He questioned his little friend as he looked around taking a few more puffs of the pipe. He then kept the pipe in his mouth this time. As he picked up the files again on the four broadcasts.

"Well, we will have to figure out what everyone else wants to do." He mentions. "I won't comment till everyone else does. I don't feel like people getting pissy with me y'know?" The AI unit tried seeing if the human could relate with him or not. Carter shook his head in agreement. "What I usually do then I give out my own opinion to see where everyone stands or I get right to the point." Carter mumbled from the pipe being in his mouth still as he shrugs his shoulders at the robots comment. "Let's wait till the event starts." Lil'Mac's fans then start slowly down and the camera turns off. Carter looks over and he dips his head in an understand. "I guess I'll wake you when it starts." Carter props his feet up on the desk puts his hands behind his head and relaxes.

"Politics is more my thing so I'll take the Senate story." Where the fuck are my cigarettes, he thought to himself. "You really have to be a deeply masochistic individual to get stuck into it too much." God dammit. Did he leave them at home? "Thankfully, the only thing I hate more than all of humanity is me." This was not shaping up to be his favorite day.

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Relaxing there Carter then heard some scuffling in the other room. His left eye opened as it looked around then his other eye opened as he then looked towards the wall where he heard the noise. "Ello...what do we have here?" His thick British accent comes through as Carter takes the pipe out of his mouth then sits up in the chair taking his feet off from the desk.

Lil'Mac's fans start on and making somewhat of a loud noise.Wrwwrruuuggggg...ffff... they started going as his camera started working and he checked round the room and noticed Carter was shifting around in the chair. "What's happening?" Lil'Mac asked as he noticed Carter wasn't paying attention to him or the desk with files on it.

He noticed Carter was interested in something coming from the other wall. "Do we have a robber? A cat burglar?" Lil'Mack asked as he chuckled a bit at his words.

"Well, if we do have a cat burglar. He would be stealing you first. You are a decent amount of software." Carter points out and points his pipe at Lil'Mac. "Now I don't think we have that... I think Mr.Sims in his office. Shall we go say good morning old boy?" He questioned Lil'Mac as he stood up from the chair and looked at the toaster."I guess so...where is the action in telling somebody goodmorning..." Lil'Mac replied as Carter then picked him up with a chuckle."As well if it is a burglar, you will be a wonderful tool to hit him with."Carter joked and started walking out towards his office door.

"I swear if you use me as a murder weapon I will hurt you too." Lil'Mac looked in front of him. "I wouldn't use you now, and I told you I don't take people's bullshit." He pointed out what he said earlier. Carter nodded to his friends words. "Alright, alright." He chuckled a bit. "I wouldn't really use you as a murder too." He rolled his eyes at the robot could't see to the camera wasn't able to see that way.

Carter got to the office of Mr.Sims and knocked on the closed door. "Ello? Anyone in here?" He called out as his thick British accent could be heard right away as he started talking. Carter also felt the need to introduce Lil'Mac with everyone so he felt he was apart of the team and not something just lying there being nothing.
Carter stood there waiting for an answer, a door open or something.