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Hello.

My name is not important, you may call me, Case worker 91.

I was put in charge of the seventeen audit teams sent out into the field three cycles ago.

Fifteen of my teams reported in that nothing was amiss, how ever, one team, team A-8, reported in suspicious behavior. And the last team, team A-13, has not reported in.

Even with the known shortcomings of the Relay system, they should have been able to report back in at least a galactic standard planetary cycle.

Their recon beacon has set their last known location to an empty patch of space.

There’s only one habitable planet near by, and it happens to be the home world of Zenilla.

Meaning that those numbskull of a captain either crashed his ship into nothing.

Or my suspicions were correct, and the Corporation in question is far less than innocent.

Their crimes currently, are suspected tax evasion. And that’s the only thing we have enough evidence for.

Nothing else would actually stick long enough for us to warrant further action.

Zenilla doesn’t have the best reputation, but it has stood the test of time by doing exactly what all the other competitors in this galaxy have been trying to do for centuries.

Fly under the radar, while still making a profit.

The problem is, due to a recent change in the law about what the IPRS can and cannot do, a multitude of taxation deficits were found.

The largest audit spike in generations is taking place. Most of the largest companies in known space are the ones the conglomerate is after.

This could lead to another Multi Solar System War.

But, after all the cards are down, and you want the other guys to pay their dues, some guns have to rise.

Sure we’re just auditors, but one of the things that didn’t change with the recent ‘refoundationing’ is the state of the spacial navy.

They better pray that my men are alive.

This is Case worker 91, signing off.

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Clarinet Solo Saturday

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can u guys rb this n add how you crack your eggs in the tags? i thought cracking them in the sinks’s edge is universal until i saw my friend cracking an egg on the counter instead and it was so pervese and diabolical

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i am afraid of people who reblog things with no tags. not even any identifiers like the show it’s from or anything. just silence. what are you thinking?? hello??

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getting mad enough at video games that i have to stop playing and make a chart

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I PASSED MY WRITTEN PERMIT TEST

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Sorry for not posting anything good school is kicking my ass. I swear I'll have some good art in a bit

Anyways, I love pilots

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Mafia in undertale

Doopal is my mafia OC. These are doodles that I drew personally. There are so many images, so I'm going to upload them more as a reblog

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Who made this edit, it's the most valid one

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why can’t the villagers leave me alone. all i wanna do is enact dark rituals with virgin blood #myvirginblood

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A-13 Captain’s log #2

[14.11/632 - AHC]

“A-ahoy, there, all the fine folks back home…”

“Ahh, this is the Caption speaking, obviously, but uhh, ok, my team and I…”

“Well I haven’t heard back about my team yet but I’m- not doing too hot myself, shhh-itt-haaa”

*inhale* *exhale*…. *inhale* *long exhale*

“Audit t-Team Thirteen h-has been compromised by an unknown force on a planet recorded as a ch-charity planet that gets most of it’s donations from Zenilla…”

“This d-dust ball wasn’t meant to be audited until the second wave of investigation! We only stopped for supplies, I-it’s been two days, I can’t move- my legs, please, you have to get us out of here…”

“B-but, in the mean time, I’ll be here, t-trying not to die… our coordinates are- *static discharge covers this part of the audio*”

“oh, yeah… the name of this place, I got it wrong last time…”

“It’s ‘Happy Hopes’. Or some Blasted Goliathshit like that…”

“I can only ‘hope’ that my team is safe…”

“Ugh… th-this is the Captain of the Audit Team Thirteen, signing off for what I hope, won’t be the last time…”

[End of recording, attempting to Re-Lay to nearest Conglomerate Satellite, estimated travel: 1-minute - error. Local Re-Lay Damaged beyond usability, new estimated travel: 5 years.]

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A-13 Captain's Log #1.

[14.9/632 - AHC]

"This is the first log in the ongoing investigation into the Interplanetary Corporation known as ZEN-illa." (to be known as Zenilla from here on.)

"Zenilla is predominantly known for their chocolate. though they probably have far more than a few thumbs in things that only the higher ups are truly aware of."

"Due to the recent revolt, and the resulting overhauls in the taxation system that was in place, a few massive inconsistencies were found in the credits taxed and accrued by some interplanetary companies."

"Our current mission is simple, my team and I are auditing Zenilla. it probably ain't gonna be easy, interplanetaries like Zenilla don't tend to play nice with the Conglomeration's laws."

"likelihood is, this audit is gonna send us on a Helrontha chase through half the ghalf-cursed Blastin' Galaxy."

"damnit all..."

"oh, right, uhh... the next Log'll be after our first round of investigation in the home planet, though, the closest Zenilla funded planet is some backwater charity planet with some creepy ass name 'Sunny Smiles' or something, we're actually entering the atmosphere of this hunk o' dust as I speak. simply to refuel of course, and get a bit of a feel before the fake ass smiles of the home base..."

"this is Captain G-"*Thunk* "what the-" *Rumble*

*CRASH* "OH SHIT WE'RE GOING DOW-"

[Audio recording disrupted, initiating Re-Lay to nearest Conglomerate satellite.]