Product Testing
By: Caustic Maniac
You had arrived at the New Terra colony about a month ago, and were steadily depleting your savings on food and lodging. It seems that the job boom at this colony had been exaggerated. You had traveled from your backwater agri-world to New Terra hoping to start fresh on one of newest and quickly growing colonies in the verse. You’d interviewed for several positions at the colony docks, but at the end of the day they just saw a young hayseed without the typical farm boy strength that usually accompanies men coming from the outer reaches of the various systems near-by. In fact, your overall demeanor comes off as some what soft and bookish, a perfect fit for various service and hospitality sector positions of which there seemed to be none open. “Should sprung for warp travel instead of the cryo-barge, it took me too long to get here”, you thought quietly agonizing over the thought of defeat and returning home to farm algae for the better half or your young life. All your friends had left home too, going back would mean it would just be you and your family with the only possibility of excitement being raided by slavers, and even then, they usually only hit places that had, well, people.