Mike's PBX Cookbook

Renegades Online

"Get the Core," Jax said, unholstering his rifle and turning toward the approaching Enforcer skiffs. "I’ll make sure they remember why they call us Renegades."

"The Enforcers are already pinging the sector," Jax said, glancing at the drone lights swiveling in the smog above. "We don’t have three minutes." Renegades

They were the Renegades—not by choice, but by debt. In New Veridia, you either owned a piece of the sky or you were buried under the weight of it. Jax and Kael had spent their lives scavenging the scraps of the elite, but tonight, they were taking the whole damn meal. "Get the Core," Jax said, unholstering his rifle

"Intruders detected on Sector 4 Hauler," a cold, synthesized voice echoed across the transit line. In New Veridia, you either owned a piece

As the first skiff opened fire, Jax didn't dive for cover. He leaned into the wind, the neon glow of the city caught in his visor, and pulled the trigger. They weren't just stealing power; they were sparking a revolution.

Should the story continue with a through the spires, or should we focus on a betrayal from within their own crew?