Men of Metal on the Planet of Fire (Jynnan Tonnyx)

[Ultimatum]

Location: Mustafar​

Facility Progenitor (Undisclosed)​

HoloNet: Available​

Security: Online​

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It was strange, strange that on a planet of lava and molten metal artificials were thriving. They were needed by the organics, even though it was the organics who had brought them here, made them capable of surviving, and used them on a practically daily basis. It was even more amazing since most machines were never intended to be effective in the heat of a planet's molten lava. What was more amazing was that now artificials were now privy to one of the most amazing sights, of new land from the destruction of old.

Only a few other things were as awe inspiring as this, one was the birth of a star from the mists of a nebula, the other was the creation of galaxies that supposedly happened at the beginning of time. Of what he would give to have been there. It was probably weird to have such an interest in the beauty of the things massive compared to himself. Most artificials he had met did not have an interest in the stars beyond the mathematical purpose they could pose. Ultimatum saw them as both a resource and a piece of art. He would it intriguing that some stars could become massive and eventually explode, destroying entire systems, while others simply grew old and died quietly, dooming their system to the dark, cold death.

He brought his attention back to his intended plans. There was supposed to be a visitor coming, at least news on a mechanical man coming to Mustafar had reached him. Ultimatum was not sure if the man knew of the fact that there was a small droid production facility here, or if he had some other agenda for coming. Either way, Ultimatum intended on meeting this cyborg. In the meantime however he was working on a new droid body. After quite the adventure on Iridonia trying to collect those blood crystals, he had decided that the production of the droid would need to be accelerated. He didn't know if it was worth it, however he knew that he had to use the crystals he had gotten.

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[Jynnan Tonnyx]

Jynnan Tonnyx was not the biggest fan of volcanos. Sure, what little was left of his organic body was made practically impervious to the heat by the armor over it, but the threat of being hit by a random bit of molten rock or metal flying out of the red-colored rivers here was not an attractive prospect. But then why was he even on Mustafar?

The answer was the Force. Always the gorramed Force. It was fun while it let Jyn throw people across rooms and blast through obstacles, but when it gave him annoying visions and subconscious nudges towards a place it wanted him to go, it was annoying as hell. It also didn't help that people confused him for a droid in places like this. The majority of the population seemed to be droids on this lava-ridden ball of rock, so even the total dissimilarity between Jyn's body and the droids trawling the many molten rivers for metal and precious materials wasn't enough to stop other organics from attempting to make Jyn carry loads of stored lava to refineries.

That was why three men were lying on the ground with near-fatal injuries. They'd tried to use a restraining bolt, and had failed horribly. This incident had once again brought up the question: Why had the Force more or less mugged his mind and made him come here?

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[Ultimatum]

HoloNet: Local Info​

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Temperature: > 120 C
Weather: Ash overcast​

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News:​

2 shuttle crashes near city, heavy winds to blame​

minor theft, culprit arrested​

mining accident, 4 droids destroyed​

3 locals in critical condition, unknown culprit​

20% metal production increase in facility Narkan​

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Ultimatum thought for a moment, he assumed that the fact that a being who looked like a droid would somehow be noted on some form of media. The natives of this world, who weren't really natives, were relatively tight knit meaning that something new almost immediately known by everyone. But then, as the minor theft showed, even tight-knit communities often had some difficulties.

"Open shuttle crash and local damages." Ultimatum ordered the program. He let the information run through him as he processed it and tried to make decisions based on the information.

Two shuttle crashes occurred earlier today, one was off the mining facility Pomonor, the other near the city spaceport. Both times it is believed that a large burst of wind caused slight miscalculations that eventually led to landing in the wrong area. The heavy ash coverage has made this a problem today and almost likely means that we'll be having a slower time with the import shuttles, expect your goods to take a little longer to get here. On a happier note, the shuttle crashes resulted in zero deaths, all the people survived and were saved by the local police force. One person was severely injured, heated metal burned him when he fell over onto a piece of floor that had been over lava. The man is currently getting medical attention and doctors are assuring people that there will be no permanent damage.

Ultimatum shook his head. This wasn't right, wind problems tended to occur more often than Ultimatum would have thought. On a planet with no water and a near complete cloud coverage, temperature differences were often less than twenty degrees throughout the whole planet. Yet, winds still blew and could become quite violent at times. Due to the many small bits and pieces of rocks being thrown around it wasn't unheard of to have people killed in the winds thanks to a super heated rock.

Three men are currently in a medical facility. They appeared to have been beaten and left in critical condition. So far doctors are hopeful as the patients seem to have not had anything vital destroyed. The police are uncertain as to who did this, as biological scans and other such detective equipment is coming up blank. The only clew so far is that of a restraining bolt in one of the men's hand. Police believe that either the men were trying to capture a droid, using the restraining bolt to them haul it off and sell it to someone. Or, that the men were attacked while taking care of their droid and the droid has been stolen. As of yet no droid has been proven to be on the scene, making the police's theories unfounded as of yet.

Ultimatum turned his head and spoke to the droid that stood there. It was Legion, a somewhat crazed protocol droid that Ultimatum had accidentally caused in his first attempt at a droid take over. The artificials had proven to be erratic, but a very good associate with which to talk. "It looks like our friend may have been involved in a beating."

Legion responded at first in his usual mentality. "It does appear that way. Perhaps we can get to him before the police figure anything more." Then came the normal change in personality, "OF COURSE WE COULD ALSO JUST LEAVE HIM, OR BETTER YET TURN HIM IN."

The droid had split personality, due to the fact that he had not completed a transfer of mental processes and the program had tried to replace them in a somewhat hostile environment. Legion was most of the time a polite being, the perfect protocol droid, apologizing for even the tiniest perceived wrong. The other side was a sadistic killer, who enjoyed causing pain to any organic for little reason. Ultimatum had come to listen to both for different reasons.

"Very good. I'll go out and find him. Give me a list of locations of all verified droids and a tectonic plate wide scan for droids." Ultimatum would then begin marking off droids from the map, it was a long process. He had intended at some point to create a droid that was basically just a processor. His attempt to make one before had been interrupted by an organic walking into the secure zone. This time though, Ultimatum would be leaving the secure zone to find the droid.

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It had been about half an hour by the time that all the droids on his verification list had been removed from the map. There were still about ten or so droids notified, as was to be expected. Not everyone had their droids regulated by the police or other authorities. One nice thing though was that the droid he was looking for was likely to be unique, as it was a cyborg rather than a simple droid. For being on a planet of intense heat that organics could not survive there were surprisingly few cyborgs. Because cyborgs were only part machine they had a special signal that his scanners could differentiate from that of a regular droid. With that he was able to narrow the search to one possibility. He quickly made his way to a speeder outside and began his journey to the location that had been where the possible target had been.

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