Legion World Forums LEGION OUTPOST Mission Monitor Board Zaryan’s Palace: Grand Hotel & Casino

Greetings Sentients! While staying here on Legion World, I see what is lacking is a place where people can get the odds on anything and potentially walk away as the next RJ Brande. Well, brought to you by your fellow UP Planet Ventura, I’m proud to present Zaryan’s Palace! Here you’ll have the finest Grand Hotel in the galaxy and one of the classiest casinos in the multiverse.

I, Gruertis Nyebif, Governor of Ventura, am proud to introduce our culture to Legion World.

May the Luck Lords by on your side!


Check out this review of the original Zaryan’s Palace on Ventura
“Zaryan’s Palace is more than grand – it’s the largest casino in the galaxy. One of Ventura’s top casinos, this wonder has 54 themed gaming areas and spans more than 171,000,000 square space-meters. When the Palace opened, it took 339 armored cruisers two days to bring in enough Venturian Walking Money to stock the casino! The Palace is also ideal for families; the youth center, showrooms and 33-space-meter theme park give children plenty of opportunities for fun while parents enjoy gaming in Zaryan’s Palace”

I'm in for some blackjack--I once went by the name "Blackjack Brown" when I was undercover on Earth in the 1970's.

Hopefully Lady Luck won't get even with me right now for that time I broke her heart.

Somehow, I don't think I'm welcome in here.

<EDE walks in and Cobalt loses all his chips>

This thread is confusing me right now...not the EDE thing...that I get...

You should have seen Eryk's hat-wear for this mission. And that 'fro...

Mary Tyler Moore liked 'em!

[MTM]:swoon: Oh, Mister Ester![/MTM]

Colored by Loser Lad:

<Walks in, scans the room quickly then settles in front of a penny slot machine and begins playing one coin at a time. After a few spins he pulls out his omnicom...>

Okay My, I'm in position... You positive the intel is correct? It moves today?

After exiting the Tobacco Shop...

<through the front doors, Cobalt Kid and Exnihil enter the casino, which is buzzing with citizens of Legion World gambling, drinking and having a good time; some citizens are hitting it big but many are losing and some even losing their life savings; a wave of fresh oxygen hits them, energizing them>

It shouldn’t take us long to get an audience…

<Cobie notices immediately the various security and staffers looking at Exnihil, whom they recognize immediately and infers Ex is a recurring face around here; upon noticing Cobie they also have a quick sense of alarm and radio to their home office>

…but just in case, let me make an entrance.

<Cobalt walks over to a slot machine and places in one credit; he then smiles at Ex as he uses his magnetism to rig the machine to automatically win, and suddenly $100,000 credits begin spilling out of the slot machine; people begin to gather>

Guess I’m just lucky.

*Along with a multitude of security, Gruertis Nyebif storms forward, chomping on a huge cigar as citizens are thrown out of the way*

Bah! Who do you think you are, cheating Ventura at it’s own casino?

*as citizens try to scoop up the $100,000 credits, they begin getting tackled and pushed aside as the casino staff regains all the credits*

This is an outrage! You, Cobalt Kid, are nothing short of a scoundrel and a vagrant. Wipe that smirk off your face. For this insult alone, I promise to take $1,000,000 in credits from Legion World’s populace tonight alone!

And you, Exnihil! You’re like a bad penny! And we get enough of those around here—Har, har, har!

Shoulders, Biceps—escort these two gentlemen to the back room so we can talk business.

<looking at Biceps, lumbering toward him>


Back off, buster... I know the way


<Biceps grunts and, ignoring Ex's protest, bodily lifts him off the ground and starts carrying him back. Ex kicks his little legs in a somewhat comical fashion>


Well this is just humiliati... ooh... Martini!


<he grabs a martini off of tray of a passing waitress>


Waitress: Hey!


<Ex winks at her, and taking a sip of his martini, catches a quick reflection in his glass from a figure over at the penny slots... Space Ranger! Surreptitiously, Ex catches Cobie's eye and gives him a furtive head tilt in Space Ranger's direction as if to say... "Part of your plan"?>

<Cobalt follows the Governor of Ventura and motions for Ex to follow, noticing the nod from Ex; Cobalt half-smiles>

Why Governor, surely you have a sense of humor? I figured we could skip the whole business where we wait around for hours and you pretend you weren’t watching us from the minute we stepped foot in the casino. I told you several months ago I’d come by and see you about your operations here on Legion World—and elsewhere—and that time has now come.

<notices chorus line of dancing girls on a nearby stage, and one girl wave at Shoulders>

At least the scenario is okay…

<Shoulders grunts at Cobalt for referencing the girl>

*Gruertis leads them up a spiral staircase into a plush office that oversees the casino; there is a 2 inch rug made of some exotic fur, and his chairs are decorated in exotic prints of leather, likely from some rare alien species of cat*

Sit down. You wanted my attention, you got it. But I won’t let myself get pushed around, see?

*looks at Exnihil*

You been back in business one day and already we got problems? You said the store basically sells itself and we’d be reaping the profits in no time.

*looks at Cobalt Kid*

Yeah, yeah, I ain’t stupid. I figure you realize we’re backing your pal here. What’s the crime? Can’t people get into business with one another anymore? Jeez, you Legion World types and your high horses. You save the galaxy a few times and sit in judgment on the rest of us. Like we need to follow your personal moral code as some sort of tributary payment or something.

*lights a new cigar*

But no need to handle this like a bunch of savages. How about a drink?

Save your drinks, Nyebif... we've got more important things to discuss.

<realizes he's still holding half a martini, Ex quickly downs it and sets the glass down. awkward.>


Ahem... well... anyway...

Don't try to look at me for the source of trouble! I thought everything had been cleared with the Security Office... but the next thing I know I've got the Chief himself coming down on me looking for additional "contributions"!

If that's your idea of greased skids, I don't know what kind of business you think you're running. About which...

<nods at Cobie>

From what this guy's been telling me... exactly what type of business are you running? Tobacco's one thing... but I'm hearing that this thing goes a lot deeper. Don't try to play me for a fool... what exactly are you getting me into here?

<before Nyebif prepares to start yelling again, Cobalt puts a hand up to stop him>

--you can stop right there, Nyebif. I know all about your little smuggling operation. I've suspected for years, but never knew just how deep. This casino is a front for the smuggling of illegal products into Legion World. Specifically, illegal forms of tobacco and other products. And business has been good for some time, right under all our noses.

<a look of pure disgust appears on Cobalt's face>

You walk around like you're an elite man of refined tastes but deep down you're just a common pusher.

But it's worse. My good friend in the Bureau of External Affairs confirmed for me my biggest fear: that beyond these common narcotics, you're importing something else to Legion World--something far more sinister.

So I'm asking right now. What the hell is it?

<Gruertis, with his eye stalk, looks at both Shoulders and Biceps>

I think, Cobaltus, this time you’re in over your head.

<Shoulders and Biceps descend on Ex and Cobie>

<in a flash so quick it almost could be missed, Cobalt is out of his seat and kicks Biceps right across the knee, breaking it instantly; he magnetically pulls a painting frame off the wall and it smashes into the back of Shoulders, who is about to hit Cobalt>

Just so you know, for this I’m sleeping with that dancer outside.

<Cobalt then punches Shoulders square in the jaw, catching him off guard and knocking him out instantly>

There…that should move things along.

<brushes him off and sits down>

*Gruertis is suddenly very worried*

Th-this is an out-outrage. I’m the Governor of Ventura. I have diplomatic rights! You can’t barge in here and rough me up!

*looks around*

I can’t tell you anything—he’ll kill me. He’ll kill all of us!

He’ll kill you? I knew from Faraway Lad you were dealing with the Dark Oval and the Khanate of Sol Invictus, but I thought that was enough. You’re saying one particular person is responsible? Who is it? Who is helping you import terror to Legion World!!

TELL ME!!!

<Cobalt grabs Nyebif but suddenly, much like earlier in Exnihil’s tobacco shop, he begins feeling numerous small bites all across his body and an immediate pain hits him all over>

Agh! We’re getting attacked again…look out…

<Cobalt suddenly uses his magnetism to send out a pulse in all directions, ripping apart Nyebif’s office and causing all kinds of property damage, as debris rains down on the casino-goers below>

Ahhh! What the frack!

<Ex is seized by invisible bites as well and tears off his jacket, scrambling to fight out an attack from seemingly nothing>

What are these things???

<his shouts fall on deaf ears as Cobalt, Nyebif and the guard Biceps are all dealing with the same invisible attack>

<Space Ranger sat quietly at his slot machine and watched Cobalt Kid and Exnihil's performance not paying much attention until Gruetis Nyebif and his bouncers appeared on the floor, at which point he released several mechanical 'bugs'>

You getting all this MY? Three Bouncers came out of the back but only two followed the Governor to Cobalt's little scene. The third headed out the back...

<The Casino office explodes and suddenly the Ranger is very buzy ensuring that none of the casino patrons are injured by the flying debris.>

My I lost the third clown, and right now...

Cobie! Ehnihil! Grab some floor!

<Ranger spins in mid air and points his posterior at the ruins of Gruetis Nyebif's office. The sound of sackcloth tearing rips thru the casino!>

Hold your breath and crawl out of there! Those invisible whatever-they-are's wont try to fly thru that!

<notices Space Ranger is about to let lose>

Exnihil! Whatever you do, plug your nose! This is going to get pretty intense pretty fast!

<Cobalt tries to roll through the debris out of harm's way, plugging his nose and magnetically shielding Ex & himself from falling debris>

This unseen attacker...something about the pain feels familiar...?

<below he notices there is panic everywhere--at least one patron of the casino is lying in a pool of blood and Cobie instantly knows that sentient is dead; there is no helping that one>