[L21 - Shiva - RM] Zap Attack!

Another day, another credit, Jadd thought as he pulled his speeder bike alongside the elevated entrance of Zap Station. While the Red Moons didn't pay well, broadcasting the latest progessive rock and anti-Imperialist propaganda was not a bad way to spend his working days.

Far better than dodging the hostile Shivan natives while working on a geological survey crew that may or may not have been a front for an Imperial remnant. Besides, Lochran and his companion droid, 2UN-ES ("Tunes") were likely to have restocked Zap station with drinks, edibles, and datacards loaded with the freshest new beats from the galactic rim.

Jadd smiled, thankful that the Red Moons had chosen this abandoned watchtower to house their propaganda machine. After stripping some of the white durasteel paneling to install the necessary tech to broadcast freedom and beats in nearly a dozen variations of the local dialect (plus Galactic Standard), Zap Station had been named after the Red Moons fleet that had carried those first DJs to the rust-colored surface of Shiva--a call back to that eponymous station's modified and cobbled-together nature.

Their mission now: Carry out an ongoing Zap attack, broadcasting freedom loud and clear for everyone on the continent to hear.