Feat(content): Custom bombing conversations for Geminus and Martini (endless-sky#10407)

Author: mOctave

data/human/campaign events.txt

@@ -155,11 +155,89 @@ mission "event: war begins"
 	on offer
 		log "Factions" "Free Worlds" `The Free Worlds is a collection of local governments in the southern galactic arm who have declared independence from the Republic after Parliament refused to address issues they raised about trade tariffs, taxation, and representation. They may be linked to the recent terrorist attacks on the Navy Yard and the galactic stock exchange, although they deny responsibility.`
 		conversation
+			branch geminus
+				has "flagship planet: Geminus"
+			
+			branch martini
+				has "flagship planet: Martini"
+
 			`The moment you step off your ship you realize something is very wrong. The spaceport is eerily quiet, and a large crowd of people is gathered around a video screen in the local bar.`
 			`	You ask what is happening, and someone explains. Recently, a collection of planetary governments in the southern galactic arm have sent the Republic what amounted to an ultimatum: a refusal to pay taxes until reforms are made in the election of planetary representatives. This group, calling itself the "Free Worlds," has also asked for immediate reevaluation of all existing trade tariffs and regulations concerning pilot registration. Parliament outright refused to consider any of these demands.`
 			`	Then, in the early morning, nuclear explosions on Geminus and Martini destroyed the Republic Navy Yard and the Galactic Stock Exchange, crippling the military and economic center of the Republic. The "Free Worlds" disclaim any responsibility for the attacks, despite the timing and the fact that the attacks serve their purposes very well.`
 			`	Unless the terrorists can be found or turn themselves in, civil war is imminent. It has been less than a year since you bought your ship, and already the galaxy is falling apart on you.`
 				decline
+			
+			label geminus
+			action
+				set "bombing witness"
+			`	The moment you step off your ship you realize something is very wrong. Heavily armed Navy personnel flank either side of the spaceport building's exit, and more soldiers are patrolling the port. A liaison officer is herding a group of civilians toward a low bunker beside a nearby landing pad. On the landing pad itself, soldiers are struggling to set up a heavy plasma cannon mounted on an anti-aircraft turret.`
+			`	With the civilians safely in the bunker, the liaison officer turns to face you. "I'm sorry, Captain, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave the planet. We've got a Carrier squadron coming in, and we need all the pads free."`
+			choice
+				`	"Of course."`
+					goto summary
+				`	"What's happening?"`
+				`	"Is this some sort of training exercise?"`
+				`	"What makes you think you can just order me to leave?"`
+					goto noncompliance
+
+			`	The liaison officer sighs. "Captain, I'm afraid the planet is in a state of emergency. Yesterday, some rogue planets down south decided they wanted to secede from the Republic. Sent Parliament an ultimatum, wanted electoral and tax reform, free trade, all the same things they've been complaining about for years. No big deal. Three hours ago, though, the Navy Yard here on Geminus was bombed along with the Galactic Stock Exchange on Martini. We don't know if it's the work of the 'Free Worlds' rebels or not, and I can't promise you there aren't going to be more attacks. All I know is that whoever did this used nuclear weapons, so we've got three thousand injured people we need to get to off-planet medical care immediately."`
+			choice
+				`	"I'll get out of the way, then."`
+					goto end
+				`	"Sorry, I didn't know. I'll be out of your hair as soon as I can lift off."`
+					goto end
+				`	"Is there any way I can help?"`
+					goto help
+
+			label martini
+			action
+				set "bombing witness"
+
+			`	As you descend towards the surface of Martini, you are met by an uncharacteristic layer of thick cloud, almost smoky in appearance. The clouds completely obscure Martini's main spaceport, as well as the rest of the capital city. Perhaps because of this, the landing controller instructs you to make your way to an auxiliary spaceport about ten kilometers from the city limits.`
+			`	The moment you step off your ship you realize something is very wrong. Heavily armed Navy personnel flank either side of the spaceport building's exit, and more soldiers are patrolling the port. The main road to the city echoes with sirens, and a liaison officer is herding a group of civilians toward a military transport parked precariously in a nearby field. Still more people are stretched out on cots in a makeshift field hospital in the center of the spaceport.`
+			`	As soon as the last mobile civilian is safely aboard the transport, the liaison officer turns to face you. "I'm sorry, Captain, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave the planet. We've got another transport fleet coming in, and we need all the pads free."`
+			choice
+				`	"Of course."`
+					goto summary
+				`	"What's happening?"`
+				`	"What makes you think you can just order me to leave?"`
+					goto noncompliance
+
+			`	The liaison officer sighs. "Captain, I'm afraid the planet is in a state of emergency. Yesterday, some rogue planets down south decided they wanted to secede from the Republic. Sent Parliament an ultimatum, wanted electoral and tax reform, free trade, all the same things they've been complaining about for years. No big deal. Three hours ago, though, someone - quite possibly this same 'Free Worlds' group - dropped a nuclear bomb on the Galactic Stock Exchange right here on Martini. At least, we presume that the Stock Exchange was their target, since the bomb took about a quarter of the city with it, as well as the main spaceport and half of the planet's medical resources. We've got more than a million injured people here and another five million we need to evacuate. To top it off, the terrorists also bombed the Navy Yard on Geminus, which means we don't have enough personnel available to both run the evacuation and deal with other civilians."`
+			choice
+				`	"I'll get out of the way, then."`
+					goto end
+				`	"Sorry, I didn't know. I'll be out of your hair as soon as I can lift off."`
+					goto end
+				`	"Is there any way I can help?"`
+					goto help
+
+			label noncompliance
+			`	"Look, Captain. The government here on <planet> has declared a state of emergency, and that means that the spaceport is under martial law. I'm not sure how you managed to get landing clearance, but you shouldn't be here. We've got thousands of injured people to get off-planet, even if we ignore the potential for a major follow-up attack. If you refuse to comply, I will have you arrested by the military police, and your ship will be impounded. If your crew refuses to accept the change in captainship, they will be replaced by troops from the Naval Reserve Command. Think what you will, but we've got human lives to save here and we aren't going to stop just because some hotshot captain is feeling full of themself. Is that clear?"`
+			choice
+				`	"Yes, that's clear."`
+					goto summary
+				`	"Sorry, I didn't know. You won't have any trouble from me."`
+					goto summary
+				`	"Yeah, right. No way are you going to seize my ship."`
+			
+			`	The liaison officer glowers at you, then turns and signals to another soldier. Military police officers in full combat gear materialize behind you, grabbing you by the arms and handcuffing you tightly. As you're frogmarched toward a waiting bunker, you watch as the <ship> lifts off without you, leaving you stranded here. In the bunker, one of the soldiers who arrested you frisks you, seizing your pilot's license and handing it to a sergeant who stamps the words "Permanently Revoked" across it. With those two words, you are barred from space forever. It has been less than a year since you bought your ship, and already you have lost the right to use it as the galaxy falls apart on you.`
+				die
+
+			label summary
+			`	"Glad to hear it," they reply, turning to calm a group of hysterical Paradisians.`
+			`	Re-entering the <ship>, you take off and head for orbit, narrowly missing the Carrier squadron mentioned by the liaison officer. Only then do you see that you've left the video screen in your ship on, playing footage almost identical to what you saw on the ground not long ago. According to the newscaster, this debacle was all started yesterday, when a group of planets in the south of the galaxy sent the Republic Parliament an ultimatum: a refusal to pay taxes until reforms are made in the election of planetary representatives. This group, calling itself the "Free Worlds," has also asked for immediate reevaluation of all existing trade tariffs and regulations concerning pilot registration. Parliament outright refused to consider any of these demands.`
+			`	Then, only hours before you landed, nuclear explosions on Geminus and Martini destroyed the Republic Navy Yard and the Galactic Stock Exchange, crippling the military and economic center of the Republic. The "Free Worlds" disclaim any responsibility for the attacks, despite the timing and the fact that the attacks serve their purposes very well.`
+			`	Unless the terrorists can be found or turn themselves in, civil war is imminent. It has been less than a year since you bought your ship, and already the galaxy is falling apart on you.`
+				flee
+
+			label end
+			`	The liaison officer responds with a curt thank-you and turns around to calm a hysterical Paradisian. You re-enter the <ship>, and prepare to take off. It has been less than a year since you bought your ship, and already the galaxy is falling apart on you.`
+				flee
+			
+			label help
+			`	"Yes. You can take off like I asked you to." The officer pauses. "Sorry, Captain, I'm sure you have the best of intentions, but that's the truth. The Navy has personnel trained for responding to nuclear disasters, and all you'd be doing here is taking up extra space." The officer turns around, interrupted by the shrieks of a panicked Paradisian. You re-enter the <ship>, and prepare to take off.`
+				flee
 
 event "initial deployment 1"
 	date 24 7 3014