... for when you gaze long into the abyss. The abyss gazes also into you.
We Are All Made of Stars.
The galaxy’s a wild and rough place. The average citizen of any of the major galactic collectives can bury their heads in the day to day grind and get by, but that’s not enough for you! No! You’re gonna make it big, kid! The biggest! You’re gonna be rich! Powerful! The money, the power, the schklees! They’re all just waiting for some-entity with the guts to go out and grab them. So grab your lightsaber, strap on your tricorder and spool up the FTL drive, it’s time to misbehave.
You are a member of one of the gangs that operates on the station. Most of the gangs are small time outfits, causing ruckus in their own small modules and neighborhoods, trading in stims, sex, violence or just trying to live life by their own rules. Life is tough but you’ve made it through, and now there are rumblings that something big is coming up, that could change everything...