The year is After War 0055, 28 year before our story began, catastrophy hit. A seemingly innocent meteor shower was scheduled to pass by Earth, the Colonies started their preparations to move out of the meteor showers path, but then several colony thrusters failed to fire. The shower struck several colonies at several key points, leading to meltdowns within 12 colonies. The Earth was left to deal with this new problem on its own, scattering the remains and sometimes the whole colony crashed again into earth. 27 long years have passed, while the damage was not as severe as the damage done so long ago, it did scatter humanity again. Reteaching the old surving generation and the new generations how to claw and scrape for survival. The Earth had barely began healing as it is, this new damage proved too much. Much of Asia and Austrailia are still sunless, while a wondering acid storm moves from Antartica up to South America and across the Atlantic.
With the old ways destroyed once again and with the colonies reeling, Earth again had to survive on its own. Much of the America’s and Africa have been retaken over by the Vultures, while Europe has stayed much the same small countries building up a force. We follow one particular Vulture group on our adventure, the ships name the Thundercloud. And its Captain, Adrian T’yfūn. What adeventures await? What allies will he meet? What enemies will he make? To find out we begin our story, After War: Clouded Moonlight.
There went out the call, April 1st, a message was passed around numerous towns that by May 1st the Thundercloud would be interviewing for new mobile suit pilots to join its’ crew. Today is April 30th, those who are interested have been in town for a few days to a week. Most are at the local tavern.
sound of a car pulling up
A young man 6’2" 200 pounds of muscle long dark brown hair and a nice short beard dark brown eyes, dress in jeans and a t-shirt with a large .50 pistol on his side and a bag around his shoulder comes walking thru the doors.
“Jim…it’s been too long,” as the young man pulls out a pack of something smokeable.
“Hey you know the rules no smoking in here.” said the bar keep
“Pfft…you sure?” as the man pulls out a box of cigars and a box of matches, “I did get these for you…”
“Well…I don’t wanna be rude,” as Jim takes the 2 boxes and pulls one of the cigars out and lights it up, “I assume you’re gonna want your usual.”
“Hell yeah, finally on a small break. Time to get wasted.” as he lights up his “cigarette” Jim brings him a double shot and a beer, “You wanna hit?”
the young man takes a big hit atleast a forth of it, downs the shot, then jugs the beer before exhaling
“Oh…shit…that’s good stuff…” as he coughs and takes a few more hits, he’s definitely under the influence
“Easy there champ.”
“Hahahahaha…you know damns well I won’t ease up…you know exactly what I have to do everyday…right now it’s time to get faded and be someone else until morning.” his words slurring and with some minor giggles
“Yeah yeah…the Thundercloud should be in town tomorrow.”
“They’re outside of town now. Doubt we’re gonna get anyone decent…everyone’s been either weak assed punks or overpaid jokes. I’m getting sick of it…no one gets it. Nothing’s important to anyone anymore…there’re no more dreamers!”
“You know there’re pilots in here right?”
“Yeah? So what?”
“Moron. How are you gonna get any pilots if you bad mouth them Adrian?”
he lights another up
he brings another double shot and another beer
“Take it easy will you?”
“Nah…” as Adrian takes a huge drag, downs the double shot and jugs the beer, “Oh sweet god…this is great…”
“Alright that’s it…you gotta start paying now. That’s as much as these cigars are gonna get you.”
“Really? It was the good whiskey wasn’t it? Completely worth it!”
he turns around and looks at the other patrons, some are staring at him
“Yeah…that’s right! I’m Adrian T’yfūn! The Captain of the Thundercloud! What’re you looking at? I can’t have that captain’s stick up my ass all the time…I got the f***ing right to try and forget about this hellhole!”
Adrian moves to the corner both labelled “Captain’s Corner”
“Well might as well get this shit over with! HEY! PILOTS! Let’s just start the interviews…”
“Oi, Oi! You’re f***ed up. Can you judge people this wasted?”
“Who cares? Probably all weak or overpaid! Like all the other towns…” as Adrian pulls out a jacket from the bag, which is empty now and slips it on and places his pistol on the table, “Oh yeah…thanks for letting me use this spot, hope business has been good!?”
Adrian is still conversating with the bar keep from across the room
“Yeah it has…we can talk about it later.”
“Great! Now lets get this shit over with! Who wants to be interviewed for a spot on the Thundercloud?” Adrian looks completely hammered and such