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In the shadowy confines of their makeshift lodgings, J.J. Smith and Abraham Corcoran huddled over a secure line to the Mandoleer’s Folly. The air was thick with anticipation as J.J. pitched a daring idea to Spacedawg. “Captain, we’ve thought of a way to draw out Emil and his cronies for good—staging your death,” J.J. proposed, … Read More “Marked for Bounty Chapter 4: The Staged Demise” »
In the dim light of a nondescript safehouse on the fringes of the bustling mercenary district, J.J. Smith meticulously trimmed his iconic mustache, altering his recognizable features. Beside him, Abraham Corcoran checked the last of their equipment: a pair of special contact lenses loaded with capabilities for full spectrum vision, live video and sound capture, … Read More “Marked for Bounty Chapter 3: Undercover Entanglements” »
In the Mandoleer’s Folly engineering bay, Maelstrom was engrossed in recalibrating the navigation sensors when her communicator buzzed. The holographic image of her cousin, the Mechanic, materialized above the device. The Mechanic’s stark white fur stood out sharply against the dark background of her own workshop, a rare sight among their typically blue Gitchi-mando species. … Read More “Marked for Bounty Chapter 2: Mercenaries and Masquerades” »
The stark, modern facade of the Johansson Real Estate Corporation building in Quebec Prime belied the nefarious undertakings within its walls. Inside his sleek office, high above the bustling city, Emil Johansson sat brooding behind a massive desk. At just 23 years old, with sharp eyes and a cold demeanor, Emil had risen rapidly to … Read More “Marked for Bounty Chapter 1: Shadows Over Quebec Prime” »
In the strategic hub aboard the Mandoleer’s Folly, Spacedawg addressed his crew with a map of the underground casino displayed behind him. “Here’s the plan,” he began, his tone serious as he scanned the room. “I’d go myself, but given how recognizable I’ve become, thanks to those Weedmonger’s ads, it’s not an option. Abraham, J.J., … Read More “Judicial Indiscretion Chapter 2: The Covert Game” »
In the quaint Smith residence in Washington D.C., the afternoon sun cast warm rays through the windows, bathing the room in a golden glow. Loretta Smith, the boss’s eldest daughter, moved gracefully through the house, her footsteps echoing softly on the polished wooden floors. As she passed by the staircase, she paused, a faint sound … Read More “Loretta Smith: Episode 1” »
In the heart of Georgetown, within the confines of the Lair, Dr. Cornelius stirred from his slumber, his consciousness emerging from the depths of sleep with a sudden jolt. Blinking against the harsh light that filtered into the room, he struggled to orient himself, his senses still reeling from the disorientation of awakening in an … Read More “Order 93: Episode 21” »
The crisp, biting air of the crash site whispered through the remnants of the once-proud Mandoleer’s Folly, now nestled awkwardly in a generous snowbank, its bay door creaking open as if in a silent plea for rest. The scene, bathed in the ethereal light of a distant sun, was as quiet as it was cold, … Read More “Order 93: Episode 17” »
Under the shroud of night, the ancient aqueduct bridge stood as a silent witness to the unfolding drama on the snow-covered streets. J.J. Smith, a dedicated officer, patrolled the desolate landscape, his breath forming misty clouds in the frigid air. His vigil was interrupted by the sight of thirteen men, their figures obscured by the … Read More “Order 93: Episode 12” »
As the stars shimmered outside the viewport, casting a gentle glow across the dining hall of the Mandoleer’s Folly, the crew gathered for a bittersweet farewell dinner. Dr. Cornelius, Agent Celine, Henry Weedmonger, Spacedawg, Abraham, J.J. Smith, Davy Ridgeway, Diane Ridgeway, and Captain Ed shared a meal that would mark the end of an era. … Read More “Episode 13: Farewell and Festivities” »
