You are a Brig (short for Brigadier). You, along with everyone else around here, are stuck on planet Idronis after it was placed under Planetary Lockdown several hundred years ago for mysterious reasons. Unable to continue with interstellar acts of piracy, tomfoolery, and other shenanigans, boredom and disillusionment have set in. Looking for a change of pace, you abandoned your post to try and make a living by selling...deep fried bug legs.
Clearly, this venture does not last long. New intel suggests that it may be possible to lift the Lockdown, and perhaps a way uncover the reason it was started in the first place...
Aside from the Badass Brigade, the other unlucky sons caught up in this mess are:
- The Galactic Police Department (GPD). They’re the primary governing body over most of the galaxy. Yes, the police department also does the governing. The GPD is staffed entirely with machine life, all controlled by a central AI.
- The Interstellar Armada, a roaming space fleet of techno-crustaceans led by Admiral Jer’cayce (or as everyone else calls him, Jerkface). He is the selfproclaimed arch nemesis of the Badass Brigade due to various reasons that we can’t remember.
- Lately, the native ever-glistening and poppable Boombugs of planet Idronis have begun to exhibit some mildly upsetting behavior, such as performing blood sacrifices and unholy rituals. It’s probably not worth investigating.
