The Fever Dream floated next to the JSA space station. Her massive white bulk glistened in the systems star light. On the side of one of her hangars was a large red hand, symbolizing the Universal Government. The psychotic Utopian dictatorship that was ruled by Kash Wilson. Kash Wilson had complete domination over the people of the nation, in fact, almost the entire population was made of clones of himself. He was the hammer and the sickle, the sword and shield, the open hand and fist. Around himself he created a personality cult the galaxy had never seen, the people thought he and the state were the ultimate devices of the universe. Though the UG had suffered a terrible loss at the hands of the Xiscapians they had managed to regroup thanks to a safe haven which allowed the production of new clones in case the main part of the UG was destroyed. They had settled upon a new world named Neo-Calaveras.
His worlds were white and blocky, the state planned citys on Neo-Calaveras were simple white blocky style buildings with few variations. Government Observation Units roamed the streets day and night, this included the occasional tank rolling through or Slasher floating overhead. He made sure no one challenged his authority or the states for that matter. Those who opposed him were quickly silence or put in front of the firing squad. His people were free however, in other terms. They enjoyed excess food, equal rights, and many other freedoms that the state and there great leader provided for them. Kash was the Universal Government, his actions were the states actions. His hand wanted to reach into the stars and take others into his embrace, no matter there race.
So here at Delta Capita the Fever Dream drifted. A joint venture was to begin with the Joint Systems Alliance. The Great Leader Kash Wilson was on board the Fever Dream, but as always he was just another clone, just donning different clothes made his "purpose" different from the rest of the clones on the ship. A GOU trooper was the same as the Great Leader, but they knew that somebody had to fight and somebody had to lead. The Great Leader wore simple clothes, a white longsleeve and white pants with black shoes. In fact, one could say he looked very relaxed like someone sitting reading a book, but this man was both killer and savior to the people. The Fever Dream opened communications with the station.
His face popped up, his haircut was a fade, with the hair laying flat and looking as if he just got out of a shower, he then began to speak. " Hello, this is the Fever Dream, thank you for letting us come here." He said smiling. " I will be leaving this vessel shortly and giving back this vessel to Commander KW-999, if you have any questions please talk to him." As he said this he was beamed into a fighter and the small ship took off to fly away, it had a small custom hyper drive built in to get back home. The man who replaced him was another clone, although this one donned the white armor of the GOU without a helmet however. " I am Commander KW-999, you can just call me Commander if you would like..." He awaited a response.
