"Back again for another story of immense fortune and unthinkable peril? Well I suppose I have some time, have a seat....The Borderlands of Pandora were told to contain mysterious alien treasure troves filled with advanced technology and incredible power. Vaults as you people call them, to seek one would get you the title of Vault Hunter, at least by you people. Handsome Jack was one such person though his methods were more extreme than most. He ran the corporation Hyperion, see the run is past tense, meaning he doesn't anymore. He died trying to claim Pandora as his own. But history will always forget the adventures of people that hunt for less...ah obvious rewards than Jack.Stories-legends-those are much better at catching the whole story and always manage to get both sides."
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"Today's the day! I can hardly wait!" The man swung his arms with pride as he walked down the long blue and yellow painted hall to Mr. Bossman's room. It was strangely quite for this time of day, where was everyone, on break maybe? Who knew anymore. Finn held his head high the blue light from his robotic eye shinning brightly. He had had it polished for this day after all. The metal of his arm gleamed as well from it's fresh polishing, though the soft blueish light coming from it was rather dull compared to his eye. Must have been a loose wire somewhere along the line. Though that was the lest of his worries at this point, he was just wondering if the seat from the boss room had a good view of Pandora. Who would have known that a man with the last name of Bossman would have became the actual boss man? It was rather a nice scenario either way, made it easy to remember names. Not for long though, it would jut be his name he had to remember from now on! How many people had he had to lie to to get at this spot? How many hours of conning people of their money, hacking into the systems, and flat out threatening people and black mailing them did it take to get here? Too many accounts to count, but look now here he was! This thought didn't bother Finn as he grew ever closer to the door that separated him from his new life as a God. How was his hair? Had he remember to brush his teeth? Finn took a breath through his nose before letting it go through his mouth. There was no time like the present! Chest puffed out slightly he narrowed his eyes and pushed his way into the grand office. "You called for me sir?" The man said said with a wide semi confident smile.
"Hang on a second there, this wont take but a minute." A voice said from the other side of the desk though one could not see the person whom spoke it. It was not Mr. Bossman if Finn had ever heard it. "Yes I know of the deal, no I can't meet right now!" The man fell silent for a moment. "10,000,000 gold? For a vault key?" A vault key? What the hell?! Finn grew wide eyed in shock and fear. What could they need a vault key for? "Fine I'll get your money, by when?" Again some silence filled the room. "In an hour? I'll have it by then, yes I'm sure. Alright bye....no you hang up! Fine!" The click of a phone was heard as the call was ended suddenly. What the heck had he just walled into? The chair turned suddenly to revile Damion, the a**crack of Helios, the destroyer of dreams and hopes, sitting in the boss' chair. "Hello Finn, it's rather nice to meet up with you again. How's the family?" Finn was in shock for a moment before recovering enough to evaluate the situation. Bossman was nowhere to be found and Damion was in his place, not good. He didn't like where this was going.
"You know all good, still dead and all." Finn growled his fist clenched. If he could punch the man he would but alas that was not in his nature. Why was this man in his spot?! That was his spot! Had the boss betrayed him.
"Look Finn here's the deal..." The man in the chair touched the tips of his fingers together as he spoke. "Bossman, rest his poor soul, met with a tragic accident early this morning. To save you the details, someone pushed him from an airlock in the docking bay. Now the cameras show that," The man leaned froward turning the computer monitor towards Finn. There clear as day was him, taking the boss down to the airlock chamber and kicking him through a lock. Finn knew for sure that it was not him, but to anyone watching it looked just like him. "Now as the boss' right hand man, I naturally took him place to keep this place running, and put a stop to this man whom has been reeking havoc on life up here in Helios. Maybe you would rather be done on Pandora. Secrurity!" Before Finn could tell what was happening he was thrown to the ground.
"You wont get away with this!" He protested as the guards held him down. Damion laughed standing and walking around the desk before stopping before Finn.
"I believe I already have." A sharp stomp later, Finn was out cold. "Throw him in a life pod and send him to Pandora. And don't use one of the good ones!"
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The pod slammed into the ground as it crash landed, throwing the man inside about as it did. The now Pandoran had no clue what he was about to get himself into.....

Inanna ~~ 18 ~~ In the dessert

During the surprisingly warm night she was sitting on a rock that stood up above the endless ocean of sand. her left leg hanged down the side of the rock while she gently swinged it from side to side in a gentle, relaxed way. Right to left and left to right, constnantly repeating the pattern as she sat on the rock in the endless ocean of sand, reaching for as loong as her darkbrown eyes could reach in each direction. However for now the darkbrown eyes did not even glance at the sea of sand, her eyes were for the moment resting on the black, velvet sky. On the soft velvet blanket in the same colour as charcoal yet the texture seemed like a soft fabric, something she would call velvet. Not that she really have seen it but she have heard it is suposed to be soft and gentle, like a poorling stream of water. Over this charcoal coloured and waterlike sky was small sparkling diamonds spread out, at times in patterns but mostly just scatterd in random bursts of clusters and at time induvidualy. The pitchblack night holding its grasp on the world and her gave a loong awaited and apreciated escape from the heat that ruled over the land once the resentless sun takes the sky into its possesion.

The two darkbrown eyes looked away from the massive cluster of diamonds and the massive pearl called the moon to the staff resting next to her on the rock. Cautiously her gaze looked around in the empty sea of sand and for a reason she could not tell her hand grabbed the staff, holding it tightly. Something, deep deeep down inside. Maby what some would call the instinct of survival or a sixth sence but the name doesnt matter, the action and the ability to actually survive is what matters, specially in this kind of hostile, unforgiving enviourment. After carefully scanning her suroundings with her staff in hand she slowly let go of it before taking a piece of dried bread from her small brown bag. With a low sigh she removed a few strands of her black hair that had laied to rest infront of her. Its honestly a bit anoying with the loong hair at times but it is still a treasure she holds dear so there is no way she is going to get rid of it. One of her rather rough fingers went through the hair as she begun to nibble on the bread.

"okej, time to get going" she mumbled to her self once the bread was gone and with a swift movement she jumped down the rock before grabbing the staff and got down. Before she had taken even three steps the nightsky started to light up as if the sun started to rise but that made no sence, there are still houers untill the moon begins to walk down from the sky so this confused her massivly. Without thinking about it she raised her gaze, looking up at the quickly brightening sky that lit up the both her and a large portion of the dessert. Raising her left hand to shade her eyes she looked up at the nightsky quickly turning to day. She couldnt really see much due to the burning light quickly getting stronger and stronger by the moment. But one thing she was able to tell was the feact that whatever it was, got closer and closer by the moment. As soon as the young woman realiced that whatever made it day in the middle of the nights ruling houers was getting closer and closer, second for second she begun to run, Without knowing if she ran against or from the bright light she ran.

Her feets slipped every now and then in the sand, at one time, forcing her down on a knee. Fumbling to get up on her feet she rushed forward while still struggling just to keep on her feet in the panic that now ruled her inside. Just moments earlier she had been relaxed and calm. But now ... now she was just freaking out, panicing. She had not even ran 20meters when a large bang was heard, moments later some type of strange strong wind sent her flying. Had she been anywhere else than in the dessert she would have gotten severe damage when this happend. once she hit the ground she could hear nothing but a massive ringing in her ears, her body aching despite the sand softening the fall. With stiff and aching movements she slowly got up on her feet, looking around in the now once more dark night. Confused and scared she put her shaking hands over her ears. Why did it have this constant ringing in them and her entire body ached, trembling she looked around in the night, desperate to get her eyes used to the now compact darkness that made it impossible for her to see anything. "Staff ... where ... " after saying those words she spit out a bit of sand she had gotten in her mouth as she had been thrown into the massice ocean of sand that is the dessert. After fumbling around herself for a while she found it, gripping it frimly with shaking hands.

"Merchant business could go better." A man said to himself. "Everyone thinks I am emotionless........... unlike the others.......... I feel pain!" The man smashed the wall silently and then he laughed. "Oh well." The man laughed. "Not everyone need me." The man went about his business.

Slowly he opened his eyes though it seemed that he was not able to see anything at all. Was he blind?! How could that be?! He drew his robotic arm for fased though casting a blue light over the pod interior. Thank Helois he wasn't blind! Ho would he see to kick Damion's a** right out of the boss chair if he was blind? Right, now to get out of the pod before it caught fire and burned him alive. Groaning as he crawled forward towards the glass door of the pod he noticed then how much crash landing hurt. No doubt he had surfed at least some bruises if not some broken bones, but he could think about that later. For now he needed to think about how he was going to free himself from the pod. Raising his right hand he cast a bit of light on the door, then nearly face palmed himself. Of course he could just use his ECHO arm and break the glass. Pulling back he hit the glass once, twice, then on the last swing it broke allowing him to slide out of the pod into the sand below. Everything was dark, save for the light that one of Pandora's moons gave off. Finn lay there, the sand comforting him some before he pushed himself up onto his feet. The ankle on the left side was definitely hurt, the tightness in the joint was enough to tell that much. It could be from a sprain though, of a rolled joint. Nothing too bad...right? Curiosity got the best of him causing him to glance down. A dark pool had formed around the injured limb causing him to panic some. He fell back gripping the bleeding ankle, the whole time cursing and saying how this was the end, there was no hope for him. Little did he know though that he was not alone in this plain, after all he had only been concerned about his own well being.

It took her some time before she slowly stoped shaking. However her grip of the staff was still hard enough to make her fists white. She stood there in the night, listening to the ringing that still dominated all she heard. With tears pressing in her eyes she looked around at the wast ocean of sand. What normally was crisp and easly defined as sand now melted into a blurry mess infront of her eyes. The dark and blurry night were disturbed by a soft, kind and blue light that gave up a sparkling like effect in the night. while still holding the staff tightly with her white hands he raised her arms and brushed away the tears staring at the blue light that was slowly turning from odd looking to rather pleasent looking. After looking around herself once more she begun to make her way to the light. Once at the top of the sandhill she stoped, staring at the ... pod? This was how pods got here?! Hey, if she is lucky the idiot is inside there have died as the pod crashed. Meaning she could get whatever was of value in there.With quick steps she jogged through the heavy sand to the other side, slantering down towards the podas the impact had made a massive dent in the sandhill. The pretty strong slanter down to the pod made her slowly get down to it. Once she had rushed to the other side and saw the source of the blue light she stoped, now halfway down to the pod. A man? Is ... is he fa hyperon? Cautiously she moved towards the human while glancing at the pod. Could she maby knock him out and rob the pod before someone else got to it? Or worse, skaggs got here. "STOP IT!" she couldnt really help it, but her normally calm and soft voice was now highpitched and anoyed. Is it this ****** that makes her ears ring so much? If it means she have to take him out to make it stop, she will!

Johnela continued to work going about his business. He sang to himself a lullaby native to pandora. Then he stopped and looked around. He went into the back and started working on some weapons. Johnela continues to work on the weapons hoping no one would come around demanding service but most likely that would happen. So he just wished for some peace and quiet as long as possible.

The sudden voice only made the man scream even more. What was that?! A Pandoran?! God could it be anything worse than a killer fiend of a Pandoran? "Please, just take it I don't need anything, just take it and go!" The robotic arm went up to protect his face as he squinted his eyes shut tightly, it's blue light illuminating his face some. Slowly he opened him left eye, the automatic light snapping on in the dark of the night. Now it wasn't a bright light, just enough that it acted like a weak torch. "This is Pandora is it not?" He asked hand still up protecting his face.

Her darkbrown eyes glared at the blue light that brightend up the night. The face was easly seen as he raised a arm, protecting it. She could hear nothing but the ringing in her ears despite clearly seeing him speak. This infuriated her massivly. The young woman took a few agressive steps towards the man No matter the fact that he spoke, she heard nothing mote than that devlish ringing. "MAKE IT STOP!" she said in a pissed of tone. With a compleatly controlled movement she swung her staff. As it passed not far from the sand the speed and strength of the movement made the sand fly up slightly. "Make the god damed ringing stop!" she growled. The scarf around her shoulders danced in the wind created by her swinging the staff. How dare he, How dare he just show up and do this to her?! She dont care who the hell he is, she will make him pay for this. Her body ached, her ears are constantly ringing and the idiot dont even have the common curtesy of dying when he crashes with the pod?! This moron is going to wish he had died rather than doing this to her. Tucked away safely under one of the many layers she wore was a gun, however she only uses it in emergencies, or if sevearly pissed of, like a skagg pup noming on your leg pissed.

Johnela heard a scream and yelling. He went to go investigate it with a gun in hand. "Wh-h-ho's t-t-there!" Johnela yelled stuttering.

"Make what stop?!" The man yelled back growing a bit flustered at all the yelling and the sudden confusion that they were all facing. He shouldn't be here, he was supposed to be up in Helios sitting in his new office looking down at Pandora not sitting in the sand ON Pandora! This was bullsh*t! How could Damion have done this to him? Cheated him right out of his promotion and set him to live on Pandora! No one ever got off Pandora, you were lucky to survive the flight down let alone the landing! Lord he was mad at this point with not only Damion but also the woman whom was yelling at him and swinging the cane she had in hand in his general direction. During one if it's passes the man grabbed it with his metal arm and tossed it blindly to the side. "Will you please just stop yelling!" He yelled at her before hearing another voice close by. Great now there was two of them?!