Black Pulse

The golden rays of a setting sun painted the beach in warm hues, the waves rolling in with a gentle rhythm. Two young sisters sat side by side on the sand, their father standing tall behind them, his silhouette framed by the glowing horizon. One of the rare vacations they ever took. But that was a long time ago…

The crew was grateful to have a moment of rest after their recent perils. And whilst Draven might have lost pieces of himself, with the crew at his side, they were determined to help him piece it back together—one chaotic memory at a time.

Will they find their beloved crewmate Rose or is all hope lost for a reunion? Will Korzan find a way to get his hands on the Black Pulse crew or will they slip away? Will Eve find Lunahryn to make a cure for her people and her sister? Will Shade’s trust in Zyra falter after Jake’s sharp words? Will the federation step in to keep Havoc’s reach under control? Will Thomas continue making questionable dishes like spaghetti au camembert? Stay tuned for season 2 of the Black Pulse.

The VIP lounge exuded exclusivity, with soft lighting and velvet drapes muffling the sounds of the bar outside. Jake leaned back in his booth, perfectly composed, his sharp suit practically glowing against the dim ambiance. Meanwhile, our friends made their way to his booth to discuss the matter of the bounty.

Back at the arena, 2 of Korzan’s hardworking cronies, Slag and Bork, shuffle through the rows of spectators, their second-row seats just steps away from the chaos of the arena. The faint smell of charred meat wafts through the air, mingling with the sounds of clinking glasses and the murmurs of an excited crowd.

Trapped in a steel cage with the relentless Rampager, Draven and Gale face their deadliest trial yet. Sparks fly—literally—as the monstrous beast charges, its electrified horns crackling with raw power. With no escape in sight and the odds stacked high against them, the pair must think fast, or they’ll become the latest casualties of Korzan’s twisted spectacle.

In the vast expanse of the galaxy, power reigns supreme, and loyalty is a currency few can afford. As Korzan, the ruthless overlord of the Kragos system, toys with fate and gladiators, the Black Pulse crew finds themselves in a game of life and death

In the shadows of Voidreach, Shade begins to reconnect with her old self. As she dons her combat suit for the first time in years, memories of her life as a shadow assassin flood back. But there’s little time for nostalgia—Zyra has a mission lined up, to ease Shade back into the game.

The tension in the arena is palpable as the contestants prepare for the gravity trial combat. Armed with little more than their wits and a handful of gear, they face not only each other but a collection of terrifying beasts, each more dangerous than the last. As the Voidfang Wraith is released, the crowd roars in anticipation, hungry for bloodshed. For the contestants, however, survival will demand sharp instincts, quick thinking, and a whole lot of luck.

As the crew faces the fallout of their trusted crew member’s sudden betrayal, tensions simmer just below the surface. Eve and Nero, now returning to the ship, struggle to piece together the clues she left behind.

Thomas and Telneck, weary from their adventure, finally see the ship’s landing bay on the horizon. Their mission was supposed to be a straightforward run for spare parts, but as they near the ship, a pair of familiar figures stand waiting. 

Thomas and Telneck drive for a while at the bottom of the ravine to ensure they shaked off the ravagers. But the path forces them on a big detour to get back to their ship. They decide to take a small break at the gorge of the ravine both exhausted after the chase. However, Telneck is visibly running low on power.

With Rose’s disappearance casting a shadow, the Black Pulse crew faces a choice: finish the final trial or go after their teammate. Weighing risks, they split forces—some to secure their mission, others to find Rose. But as they prepare for the deadly trial ahead, doubts linger. Will any of them make it back?

Our daring duo, on the run with precious cargo, faces off against a ruthless gang of ravagers. With engines roaring and lasers flying, the machines will be pushed to their limits. Telneck, ever the tactical robot, has a few tricks up his sleeve, but will it be enough to shake off their relentless pursuers?

Meanwhile, the second trial continues. Only 2 candidates remain in the running and both are skilled in their own right. But in this twisted game of toxins, only one can prevail. Who will outlast the other in this duel of deadly drinks? The stakes couldn’t be higher, and the poisons are as unpredictable as the contestants themselves.

In the high-stakes game of the Toxic Gambit, every decision teeters between life and death. Contestants gamble with their lives, as one wrong sip could seal their fate forever. But the true danger doesn't always come from what's in the vial... sometimes, it lurks in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Meanwhile, the arid landscape of Kragos offered little mercy to those who wandered its endless dunes. But for Thomas and Telneck, the hunt for the crashed elite ship was far from over. With their target in sight and the ship parts they needed, they would soon realize they were not the only ones interested in this treasure hunt. What started as a simple scavenging mission was about to get a whole lot more complicated…

Rose has been selected to drink the first vial in the Toxic gambit trial. She takes a deep breath and glances at the bottles. Every choice matters now, more than ever...

Meanwhile, after securing vital ship parts, Thomas and Telneck return to their vessel to drop off their cargo and feed Toto. However, they realize they will still need more seashells to complete the job. With no easy options left, they find themselves hunting for a new way to fund their repairs. 

The crowd is buzzing in anticipation, while Draven watches from the sidelines with the rest of the team. Suddenly, his communicator buzzes unexpectedly in his pocket…