[Omega] Local Gang War Erupts

Local Gang War Erupts

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Conflict erupted on Omega today between the notorious Blood Pack group and a local gang called the Burned Men. The cause of the conflict is said to have been the death of Forl Darl, an accountant for the Blood Pack, along with his bodyguards. Quash Hurlong, a local commander for Blood Pack forces, has called for the “complete annihilation” of the gang.

Jabr District has been quarantined as a result of the violence, largely due to its notoriety as the “home of the Burned Men.”

Alright, Talonz here is looking forward to an 'extreme vacation' on Omega, where he (or she) apparently expects hotels with pools, fun action, and an endless roller-coaster of adventure.

I'm taking bets on when his body ends up in the water recycling facility. Anybody? Anybody at all?

Well apparently he's trained Hierarchy military. So I'll be generous and put fifty credits on two hours.

man i remember what happened the last time someone bragged about going to omega

Don't do that man, it's not healthy for you Sulla. Don't go to Omega.

Yea, since it'll be a while before I can afford a trip anywhere with the current rates of relay traffic, or when they actually let off of this backwater of a colony, or when I've finally done enough service.

Private Eyes, it's called sarcasm. I am not expecting hotels, pools, travel guides, guided tours, little boutiques or souvenirs. I've fought fucking Reapers and lived through that particular hell, you would think I could handle a day or two on Omega. People live there. Spirits, raise families, though I'm sure that doesn't end so well half of the time.

Is it such a sin to want to see the galaxy a bit more, even the dangerous sides?

Come to Omega. Maybe you'll learn something.

Son, the difference between surviving the Reapers and surviving a day in Omega is that it's not a giant fuck-off robot squid trying to kill you, it's the weedy little shit hiding in the alley with the cheap-ass pressblade knife and three days' worth of huff in his system. You want to come, I won't stop you. But coming here just to experience new things isn't a wise reason. Only reason I live here is because I'm a batarian with a very specific set of skills that can't be used in more, er, "polite" places, and because I don't have enough credits to get off this rock and somewhere better.

Apologies, you misunderstood my intent.

I was referring to "really" in the context of "that's really the best retort you can come up with?"


Curiosity is only a sin when accompanied by its good friend and business partner "total ignorance".

Omega is not a battle against a two kilometer long dreadnought or holding out against waves of husks. It's an entirely different culture, one that will eat the unprepared alive. The fact that you consider the two to be equivalent is indicative of a manner of thinking that will get you killed on the station.

Going to visit Omega is like going to visit the Sahara desert. It's not fun, there's nothing to see and it's stupidily dangerous. But hey, if you want to either be shoot within 24 hours of arriving or die of thirst, feel free to go to either.

Fine, fine, I got your point already. Don't go to Omega.

I wasn't going to waltz in from the front door drunk and screaming "throw your worst at me, pisshole!" like most of you seem to think, no. I would've been a bit more prepared. However, if no such preparations help, or they aren't even possible, why bother. Buzzkills

Talonz, if I still lived on the hell hole I'd say come on over. Quatra's place was damned nice if you didn't mind the poppy smoke. Hells, I venture there's nowhere on Tayseri as nice as Kubla Khan used to be.

Key words though. Used to be. I'm sure there's still nice places on Omega but I ain't got an invite, and every time I miss the luxurious surroundings I think about how a man in my condition has a lot less to worry about on the Citadel, even in Denakot. At least here the law's obligated to give a shit if something happens to me.

Ms Mechanic's right--Omega's not, say, Dying Slowly, or Cartagena or Tortuga. Quatra kept her patch quiet for going on twenty years; took Reapers to chase her off it. On the other hand, I'd say there's a difference between being a local and being a tourist. It's all who you know. Tourists don't know nobody, so they're fair game for prey. Locals might know a guy who knows a guy who just wants an excuse to try out his new shotgun. Or his new dungeon. Makes you think twice before fuckin' with 'em. Hell, my own mama used to see this one batarian as one of her regulars, she said he left lousy tips but at least he was possessive, kept the nastiest folks away from us. That's a tip in itself, really.

Spirits no! Did nobody read my lecture? Omega isn't a bloody warzone. Like Sandman said it's a different culture from what anyone in who's spent their life in C-Space is used to. If you actually know what you're getting into and how to deal with the culture a visit can be interesting and relatively safe. And there are things to see on Omega. What do you think we do in our spare time? Moan about how terrible our station is or watch vorcha eat each other? Neither is particularly entertaining.

Come on you guys are being a bit crazy here. Omega is not a free for all arena of blood and violence, it's a place with a high rate of criminality in some sectors yes, but Mr Sulla doesn't have to go to those places. There are plenty of interesting things to see on others, and I heard Aria doesn't take kindly of tourists being attacked when they take the official tours.

Mr Sulla I think you're right to want to see what is an absolutely unique microcosm in the galaxy with, may I say, a beautiful skyline, and you should. If you do I'll gladly buy you a drink in a nice place.

And this is precisely the reason that individuals born and raised in C-Space experience difficulties on Omega; they either assume it is a constant, anarchic, warzone and go bursting in with guns, buddies, and swagger, painting a colossal target on their backs in the process, or they think that it's just like an edgy, slightly dingy, and more exotic version of the Citadel and promptly get themselves knifed.


Don't be such a drama queen. As Disingenuous-Mechanic said, if entered with caution and forethought, the station can be interesting and relatively safe. You just can't be an idiot about it or assume that, because you survived the War, you're automatically well equipped to handle Omega.

Blind arrogance is not a trait that engenders itself to a long life expectancy in the Terminus.

Edit: Frankly its less about you and more about tiring preconceptions that citizens of C-Space have about life in the Terminus as a whole.

wut

Thanks, but no thanks. A trip wouldn't be a current issue anyway for aforementioned reasons. Whatever, I'm tired of this damn conversation. I can handle my own damn self, from where is all of this babysitting coming from?

oh I beg to differ. You must not be going to the right places.

I prefer UCL to be honest. Much more fun than vorcha eating each other. I mean sure it's sort of entertaining. But it gets old. For me anyway.

You're both immoral psychopaths.

In any case, if you're looking for GENUINE fun here, I suggest Riffity's Gambling Hall in the Choon Arcology. Level 12, Kwala Neighborhood. You probably won't need anything more than a pistol, really - if that, Riffity runs a reputable house - but don't forget to tip the bouncers on your way in.

And stay away from the back rooms. That's VIP territory. And the VIPs aren't the kind who like being walked in on.

Whenever someone from our colony visits Omega they take an armed escort, pay tribute before proceeding with their business, conclude their business as quickly as possible, and leave. I really don’t have an opinion of the people on Omega, their culture works for them just as our culture works for us, it’s just that criminality is an accepted fact of life instead of something you want to stamp out. Personally, so long as the Blood Pack conduct themselves in a professional manner, I really don’t see it as anyone’s business but those involved.

The Burned Men dug a hole, now they have to lay in it.

Yeah, we're going to blow them the fuck up. Then have what's left fed to the varren and vorcha to make an example.

Don't fuck with the Pack.