Post by Hez on Jul 29, 2015 16:37:07 GMT -5
Lesson 0208: Urgent Target Tracking
Ha, this 'lesson' was a lot of fun. More of a story-based RP than our normal class-style lectures, this was a follow-up from members of our guild attending one of the slave auctions that had been going on. Unfortunately I couldn't make it to the auction event personally, because fate decided to laugh at me and assinate my internet just as I was redesigning my toon's appearance in an attempt to go 'undercover'. As a result, the C.I.A. accidentally wound up with a slave and then I had to go out of town in real life. This particular RP was what happened when I got back from being out of town, and took us on a zany chase that may or may not have been made to coincide with nearby World PvP. Eventually we recruited the 'slave' to be one of our members after a troublesome chase, which had seriously been the intention all along.
Pretty sad when you have to buy people into your guild, amirite? Silly-face emoji here.
Let me begin tonight’s lecture with a brief disclaimer. The Chorba Intelligence Academy in no way condones or engages in the practice of sentient ownership and trafficking, known commonly as slavery. That being said…well…it’s best if I just get right down to it.
Those of you in attendance and accessing our database are being granted a rare opportunity for non-enrolled members of the C.I.A. I’m going to personally declassify one of our recent covert operations. Now, as a not-for-profit, non-political educational institution, all of these operations are purely conducted for learning purposes. As such, without a proper explanation, the events leading to this operation could be taken in the wrong light. Again, just…clarifying that.
As some of you may have heard…hmm, this is…more difficult to explain than I originally expected. Erm…
We bought a slave, you see, and—wait!
Ahem.
What I meant to say is that…in order to study and better understand the underworld practice of slaving, we devised a plan to pose as slave buyers and gain good faith within the slaver community to better understand it. A hydrospanner was thrown into our plans, however, when the individual at the head of this particular slave ring—a man known as Ungoliant Havek—was killed during the first auction we had the opportunity to attend. Essentially, without a leader his controversial business has collapsed and all those involved have scattered, leaving us with an invalid investigation and, er, a sentient life to determine the fate of.
Originally, the Academy’s plans were to release this procured individual into the custody of an organization who could better help the poor soul acclimate to life as a free citizen. There has, however, been a slight problem with that plan. The individual, who was relocated to one of our most secure and remote facilities, has, err…escaped our custody. I—we—need your help, friends. We have no time for stealth and guile, our specialties. We need to locate this man and ensure that he hasn’t made off with any…that is, we need to locate him and make sure that he’s alright.
We don’t have much to go on. He’s a human male of average height with brown hair, last seen near the Dune Sea on Tatooine. His name is Ulysses. We haven’t much time, friends. Let’s move out!
We don't condone slavery!
Those of you in attendance and accessing our database are being granted a rare opportunity for non-enrolled members of the C.I.A. I’m going to personally declassify one of our recent covert operations. Now, as a not-for-profit, non-political educational institution, all of these operations are purely conducted for learning purposes. As such, without a proper explanation, the events leading to this operation could be taken in the wrong light. Again, just…clarifying that.
As some of you may have heard…hmm, this is…more difficult to explain than I originally expected. Erm…
We bought a slave, you see, and—wait!
Ahem.
What I meant to say is that…in order to study and better understand the underworld practice of slaving, we devised a plan to pose as slave buyers and gain good faith within the slaver community to better understand it. A hydrospanner was thrown into our plans, however, when the individual at the head of this particular slave ring—a man known as Ungoliant Havek—was killed during the first auction we had the opportunity to attend. Essentially, without a leader his controversial business has collapsed and all those involved have scattered, leaving us with an invalid investigation and, er, a sentient life to determine the fate of.
Originally, the Academy’s plans were to release this procured individual into the custody of an organization who could better help the poor soul acclimate to life as a free citizen. There has, however, been a slight problem with that plan. The individual, who was relocated to one of our most secure and remote facilities, has, err…escaped our custody. I—we—need your help, friends. We have no time for stealth and guile, our specialties. We need to locate this man and ensure that he hasn’t made off with any…that is, we need to locate him and make sure that he’s alright.
We don’t have much to go on. He’s a human male of average height with brown hair, last seen near the Dune Sea on Tatooine. His name is Ulysses. We haven’t much time, friends. Let’s move out!
We don't condone slavery!
Ha, this 'lesson' was a lot of fun. More of a story-based RP than our normal class-style lectures, this was a follow-up from members of our guild attending one of the slave auctions that had been going on. Unfortunately I couldn't make it to the auction event personally, because fate decided to laugh at me and assinate my internet just as I was redesigning my toon's appearance in an attempt to go 'undercover'. As a result, the C.I.A. accidentally wound up with a slave and then I had to go out of town in real life. This particular RP was what happened when I got back from being out of town, and took us on a zany chase that may or may not have been made to coincide with nearby World PvP. Eventually we recruited the 'slave' to be one of our members after a troublesome chase, which had seriously been the intention all along.
Pretty sad when you have to buy people into your guild, amirite? Silly-face emoji here.