The Black Player-Driven Markets
This is a story that I wrote due to the possibility of a Player-Driven Black market.
I would really love to see that. Either to set up a black market in the City, or even set it up in your ship!
Sending out a signal to other players that you are open for business.
But it might just not be the kind of business that you would like, imagine if you could raid the black market a player set up. And imagine setting up a black market with enough back up to stop the raiders. Kinda a high risk, high rewards situation.
And just maybe, might be too much, having a military faction that hunts black markets, could be the bad guys in the story, detecting that you have set up a black market. Which set up for a epic Player VS NPC space fight.
Because we will be doing heist and raiding places for parts to our ships and guns and whatnot, I mean, the game isn't out yet, but who knows. But setting up a market where you can sell the goods that you have found, making high-end gear vaulable to other players, and not only selling them but the possibility of raiding and getting out with a massive load of gear and other things!
Again, got inspired, as I am very hyped about the game!
This is the story of Bee and HT, (don't really know what HT means, but whatevs.) Where they failed a heist and are out of money. They See a signal that a black market opened up, and it turnes out it more of what they asked for!
It's the kind of player-driven story that could happen if black markets could be a thing. Of course, it's very over the top of what the game might be in the end if it comes true and such, but, it inspierd me to write a story about it! would be super cool if it inpired you too!
Please enjoy!
Story of many, Bee & HT
HT - Damn it... *Smash*
You fu*ked up the heist... again...
Bee - How was I suppose to know that there were Alarm Lizards... They are so tiny and slippery...
HT - If you looked at the label on the front door you would have known...
*Thump*
Bee - Aaargh... Hey.. uncalled for.. I mean we got away, didn't we?
HT - If you mean by getting away, that we lost our only tools for another heist...
Bee - Well...
HT - and.. AND.. our ...ONLY firearms... SUUuurree... we got away... got away just fine...
Bee - I mea..n.. we still have our Ship a.. an..and our masks!
HT - You mean kids paint job on a paper-plate and a flying piece of a bucket of bolts... Then yeah... thank the Holy Divinity Ganesh we still got that...
*stare out into space*
Bee - We could.. aaa...
*Beep Beep*
Bee - uh.. Oh!! Hey, look! A black market just popped up!
HT - Aannnnd...? They pop up all the time! and usually, they only stay open for one or two sales then run away before the Space pigs arrive.
Others will have gotten there waaaaaay before we get there and even if we would get there in time, I bet only a few Buckazoids would be left behind... Not even worth a
good meal in Ganesha City. huh.
*heavy exhale*
Bee - Maybe.. *small grin*... This black market is only a few parsecs away! Plus, none treks this way either! Nothing but empty cold rocks out here!
Perfect place for a Black Market, what would you say?! There could be a few items we could buy, aaaaaaand maybeee.. even sell what we can get in Ganesha City to get a good meal!
HT - *sighs*
Bee - Come on!! *bump on the shoulder*
HT - *Tssk.. stare*
*Sighs*
Sure..
Bee - That's the spirit!
Maybe we could get something really cheap! And trick some dumb tourist in Ganesha City, they are always on the lookout for trinkets and gobbles!
HT - Sure.. whatever...
//Time Pass
// The small ship in the distance comes into view, as they are getting closer they notice that it's still haven't gotten any visitors yet.
Bee - Hey, see, probably someone new that just what to sell some junk that they found!
HT - Probably not worth it... if you ask me...
Bee - Well, who knows, we might get something good out of this! They probably don't even know the value of what they are selling! *laughs slightly* he he he... aaa ...
//They pull up along side the strange looking ship. It has an unfamiliar sigil on the side of its round wings. The cockpit is dark by the tinted windows, can barely make out a figure in there, slightly lit up by the electonics.
Bee - Doesn't look like much of a trader. Let's see if they answer the comms.
*buzzing, then ZAP*
Trade or selling?
//A strange and robotic voice comes through the speakers. Almost like they distorted the voice.
Bee - Umm... *looking over to HT*
HT - Yes? You said you wanted to trade, didn't you?
Bee - errr... Yes, sir.. ma'm...
HT - *Facepalm*
Bee - heeey... *looking back at HT* ... Ummm ...ye.. YES!... yes, we would like to trade! May we browse your wares?
//Now multiple voices can be heard, all static and distorted.
*Buzzzzzs ZAP!*
Follow...
//They look at each other.
Bee - Okay... Sure *nervously pulling the thrusters on*
//The speakers went silence.
HT - Ooookey..... *Looking at the strange ship then back at Bee* What kind of mess have you gotten us into now?
Bee - To be honest, I don't really know. *Nervously steering the ship behind the trader*
//The strange trader pulls the ship into a cluster of asteroids, not too hard to navigate but due to the magnetic fields, the ship's navigator gets jammed.
HT - I have a baaaad feeling about this...
//Now they both are feeling nervous.
//The strange ship curves alongside a huge asteroid, probably the center in this cluster of asteroids. As they come around it, a gigantic Freighter comes into view. Massive with its huge hull and massive body of a ship. Along side the top is mounted turrets, clearly modded and converted to fit the huge ship. Beside it, smaller but much bigger ship than theirs is docked to the huge hull.
Bee - Ummm... that's a big ship...
HT - Yea.. and look..!
// Besides them, a squadron of smaller fighters flies by in a V-formation.
HT - They sure got this place secured.
//They look out at the marvel, too many ships to count. Bee and HT are in awe. ... When Suddenly.
*Buzzzs ZAP*
Dock here.
//The navigator turns back on. Showing a location on the huge ship where they should dock.
Bee - Th..thank you!
//The speaker went to silence before Bee could finish.
HT - I guess that's it. We are dead.
Bee - Nooo noo.. this is way too big for a slave trader.
This kind of operation is more than only one kind of business.
//They pull up alongside a docking station. The airlock slowly pulls out of the hull and dock with their ship.
HT - Time to get shot and become food for a space dog.
Bee - Have some faith, will you?
HT - Ummm... You know, I just remembered where the sigil came from... and well... let's just say, we do what they tell us, and we might just get out alive.
Bee - Well, let's hope they fed the dog before we got here!
//They walk into the airlock. Crack!! BUZZZ!!
HT - We are dead.
//Speakers turns on. A feminine voice comes out from the speaker at the end of the airlock.
s..s.Ss..Sorrry! The airlock isn't what it used to be like! No worries tho! Never had the airlock explode in aaages! ...
atleast for a few days... But never mind that!
HT - That's.. umm comforting. *Looks at Bee*
Host - Uno momento.ooo... THERE! Welcome to the GREAT Larzetto Bazar!
//The door in front of them opens up and fils the airlock with a strong warm light.
//They walk out of the airlock finding the one on the other side of the speaker just now.
Host - Here.. *Pulls out a two datapads with a map from behind the desk* This will help you get around, we got guns on the third floor, you are on the 36th right now, on the 5th floor we got some reaaally pretty ships, some new some ummm well, gifted.. *nervous giggle* he hihi... for our great course. On the 85th floor you will find snacks and other delis, I recommend the grilled Ortolan, they are in season right now, got such a lovely blue color. And .. umm if you are here for some "Special services" ...*Giggle* he he.. on the 1th floor, behind the giant pullsating tube. *Creepy smile* mhmmm **giggle* looks up and down on them* ... Well, I hope you will have a nice visit, and good luuuuuuck!!
//The host slowly walks away and returns to her station.
HT - aahuuuuuuummm... This was your plan. Now what?
Bee - Whaa... I .. aaa... * sigh* Okay, so. uuuuugghhh ...What kind of money do we have?
HT - Do you mean the money that's in the bank? That we were supposed to STEAL? And NOT have to go to the BIGGEST black market around?
Bee - Shhuuuuu shuuuu ... Quiet, we don't want to attract attention...
HT - Oh really? In a black market? You don't think everyone here has stolen things and planed a heist before? I don't even think the plebs in this place would allow us to sit at thier table...
Bee - Well maybe we could sell what we got and then maybe get some money out this place. It is a black market after all. Only money runs a place like this.
HT - *sighs* ... might aswell. I got this moded knife, might get some something for it. Let's split up. ... maybe even this stupid mask..
Bee - Hey, I made that!
HT - *glare*
Bee - .. Fine.
Let's meet back here in an hour.
HT - Sure. *Already looking at the marvel of a market*
//The interior almost feels bigger than what the ship looked like, even if it was a giant of a ship.
Bee - Let's see, floor 89th - Heavy turrets.. no... Floor 54 - All the fashion you need! maybe later... Floor 102 - Space dogs .. Huh.. well, let's just explore... *Bee whispered*
//It wasn't long till the gang found some low-end trinkets they could buy and sell at another stall to earn some money. They walked and walked, went to floor to floor, finding and selling things from other pirates and scumy "cooporations" as they were calling themselves. Making some money along the way.
HT - Better start to get back, been a while now.
//As HT was walking back he notices a few shady individuals, looking at some heavy weapons. The faces had masks on them and wore a shady outfit covering head to toes.
As HT was watching them from a distance, one of the individuals that wore the same outfit, pulled out his arm from the cloak, it was looking HTs way. HT quickly hid behind some rugs. The cloaked figure pulled out its hand and put it to what seamed to be behind the mask. Was it calling someone? On the figures hand, was a sigil. A sigil all pirates knows. It was the sigil of a offical military faction, mainly one that hunts pirates... HT started walking bakwards, away from them.
*Thump*
//HT walked straight into one of the cloaked figures. HT stod frozen.
Cloaked figure - Sorry...
//The cloaked figure walked by him.
HY - No worries... *HT said stale and dry*
//Staring into nothingness, HT came back into reality. Notice someone was running. Bee grabbed HTs arm..
Bee - We need to go.
HT - Ye... YES! yes, We do! *Still shocked from the unfortunate bump-in*
//They were walking back to the airlock they came from, trying not to attract attention. As they were heading back both started noticing more and more of the cloaked figures.
Bee - You are seeing them too, right..?.
HT - Yeap. Told you this was a bad idea!
Bee - If we just keep our cool we won't get caught!
HT - I hope you are right...
//They got back to the airlock. Noticing the host was gone. Now replaced by one of the cloaked figures.
Bee - What do we do?!
HT - Don't panic! *Whispered in panic mode*
Bee - Your panicking! *Whispering*
HT - IM NOT! *Whispered with the teeth clenched *
//Another cloaked figure appeared and talked to the guard for a moment, and both walked away.
HT - Now.
//They walked up to the airlock. Took a look at the keylock. Pressed open. They went in. Leaving the Datapads on the desk by the door where they saw the Host get them.
Bee - Let's get the hell out of here!
HT - The best idea you had all day!
Bee - Shut up...
//The engine of the ship they call home, spun up.. slowly.
*BOOM*
//Screams and yelling, then gunshots came echoing through the airlock. They tried detached themselves from the airlock. But it seemed like only the one on the inside could do that.
HT - Someone has to go back in!
Bee - ****. Alright, I go.
HT - Fu*K! I go.
//HT went back into the airlock when an explosion and a wave of air came through the tunnel. HT flew back into the ship.
HT - CLOSE IT! *HT yelled, scratching the back of the head!*
Bee - FUU*K ****!!
//Bee closed the hatch of the ship. Then another loud explosion came, hitting the ship. The Ship rocked away, spinning through space.
Bee & HT - SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!! *They yelled in unison*
//Bee gained control of the ship. A big ship flew right in front of them.
HT - GET US OUT OF HERE!
//Infront of them they see multiple military ships beaming in from hyperspace, making an ear-deafening sound as they came into space.
HT - This is a fu'king military operation!
Bee - I CAN SEE THAT!!
HT - Holy ****! Holy ****!! HOLY ****!!
//More and more ship came beaming in! Other ships escaping, most likely traders, trying to get away. Ship after ship got either blown up or got away.
HT - Get us away from here NOOOOW!!!
Bee - The navigator is still ***ed!!
HT - JUST GOOOOO!!!!
Bee - SHIIT!
//There was now ships everywhere, debris from the unfortunate ones came flying by from the huge explosions! Was impossible to evade all the fire and debris!
Bee - Now this is a DEATH RACE!!
//Something hit the left wing making the ship spinn a few turns then flatten out again!
HT - ARE you trying to get us killed!?
Bee - THIS IS NOT EASY!!
//The ship's interior started shaking from all the explosions and debris that hit it! A red light went off everywhere! BOOM! Smoke started coming out from the back!
HT - What did you hit!!??
Bee - I DIDNT HIT ANYTHING! It was the engine! It's overloaded!
HT - ****! I'm on it!
// They finally got out of the debris that flew by! And most of the military vessels have now passed.
Bee - Holy shiiiit!! Hows it looking! Is she holding!?
HT - The fu*k did you do to it?
Bee - Did you not notice the WAR OUTSIDE?!
I had to push her!
*Bzzzzup!*
// The navigator turned back on, making the interior light up a bit more.
Bee - LET'S GO!!
HT - Where!?
Bee - Ganesha City!!
HT - What!? why?!
Bee - To get a good meal of course! *Laughing loudly!*
//HT laughed with him! The ship beamed away from the warfare. Leaving only a beam of light behind them.
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Thanks for reading if you made it this far!
I hope you liked it!
Personally, i can't wait to play the game, with black market or not!
Stay safe out there Space monkeys!
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By Johannes Othen,
Socials: Jojokeyframe
Email:
Johannes.othen@gmail.com
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Side notes - --- -
Black Markets on the ship
Sending out a signal to players that you are open for business
Players can land on your ship if it allows it, if not, Docking? or just line up against the other ship to start trading.
Anti-BlackMarket forces? Other player Pirates and/or NPC Space Police Enforcment? OR.. Both? High risk, high gain! The closer to a Civil planet, the faster the NPC Space Police can ditect you, and due to higher numbers of players, the higher is the risk they might attack.
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