Well after landing on Burrell's World it turns out the Wal-Mart was closed down about six years ago. It seems the Wal-Martians got into a labor dispute with the Royal Family about their hiring practices.
After the extreme cost of terraforming the planet, the empire couldn't afford to pay humans the Royal minimum wage, nor the startup costs of building a robot army like the Trade Federation, so they took to hiring alien refugees in exchange for a place to live on the planet. The problem: It's unlawful for nonhumans to work or live within Royal Space.
So the nonhumanoids worked in the storerooms and warehouses, while the humanoid races were in the store, with altered appearances to make them look more human. If you checked the Wal-Martian application records, the most common name among applicants was "Hugh Mann."
I know, I know -- it's so implausible, a dispute over unlawful nonhumans. Wal-Mart hiring illegal aliens? Never!
I had fallen behind the pace for 50,000 words, but I'm now back on track. I finished Chapter Seven and I got a good start on Chapter Eight. But I have to admit, the aliens I introduced, let's just say that I have a bad feeling about this. They might lead me to a bad place ...
Word count: 13,760.
1 comment:
I don't know if you can use this, but Hugh Mann sounds like a lounge singer's name to me.
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