[Battletech] A Life Worth Living For

The journey took months.

Weeks of nothing but checking the math, aligning the fleet, charging, and then, within one moment of contemptuous disregard for the laws of nature, the fleet blinked, sending out a pulse of light, before it re-appeared around another star, another system, and the process began anew, again and again, ever onward and away from Earth and inhabited space.

It wasn't without cost or perils. Four ships were lost with all hands on deck, their drives suffering missjumps in their plunge into the deep dark, and the names of their crew and passengers recorded to be remembered in a monument many swore to erect on their new home. But, eventually, even the longest journey must come to an end.

With one final flash, the fleet emerged above a Class A Star, its white-blue light gently cradling the exhausted people eager to see their new home for the first time, screens showing diagrams and real-time photos being crowded and eagerly shared across a dozen holds and a hundred hands. And what a system it was!

From the star outwards, a Barren Planet akin to Mars, yet white-grey like Luna, stood imperiously, two moons orbiting it. A wintry spectacle of ice and rock, occasional geysers spewing ice into the void of space, and another one. One that would become their new home, a planet prepared for their settlement by long-sent drones and crew, the early biosphere able to support the colonists as they would begin with the following stages themselves. It wasn't much to look at right now, moss and lichen the highest forms of life, but for those cramped in holds and surrounded by metal and machinery for months? They could already smell the forests, see the mountain ranges covered in jungles, hear the beaches, and could only anticipate feeling solid ground once more, eager to look up and see the asteroid ring surrounding their new home that was but a moon to another planet.

In comparison to the first, the second, a yellow-green Toxic Planet akin to Venus, orbited by another Venus-like moon, with its own sickly brown-yellow coloration, was nothing to write home about. Maybe chemicals or fuel could be gathered here, or some other use could be found, but for now, they were irrelevant.

The following three celestial bodies weren't planets, but Gas Giants, creatively named A, B, and C, respectively, before names could be chosen.

A was a Pink-Red Gas Giant, beautiful rings glittering with ice and minerals, as 34 moons wandered on their endless rounds, wholly uncaring about the fleet slowly setting course for the first planet and its moon.

B stood by, a slow meandering path that went clockwise to the counter-clockwise of the other bodies within the system, the Grey-Brown Giant surrounded by 53 cohorts who marveled and sang silent praises to their rings.

C, on the other hand, flew with sullen and bullish paths, elliptical and rising and dipping above and below the plane of this system, its Brown-Blue hues clashing with their 70 moon's glint and glimmer, their dances long ignored by the Giant.

And yet, if those celestial bodies could speak, they all would have asked themselves...

What names do these people give us?
2-Day Moratorium
[] [Class A Star]
[] [1st Planet - Barren]
-[] [1st Moon - Frozen]
-[] [2nd Moon - Colony]
[] [2nd Planet - Toxic]
-[] [Toxic Moon]
[] [1st Gas Giant]
[] [2nd Gas Giant]
[] [3rd Gas Giant]

Naming Scheme: 4 Hindu/Indian, 3 Spanish, 1 Turkish, 1 Your Choice. The colony must be Hindu/Indian.