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I'll join as Atlas-Mitsubishi. Details to come.
 
A BRIEF HISTORY OF MITSUBISHI:

Founded in 1870 by glorious founder Iwasaki Yatoro as a shipping company which soon spread like a little red cancer into other industries like steel, coal, shipbuilding and marine insurance. Banking, trading, cars, nuclear, chemicals, power generation and optics soon followed as the Mitsubishi plague grew to consume all Japan.

But all of that paled into insignificant beside our crowning achievements in aircraft and space manufacturing. Mitsubish has led the way in both for hundreds of years. Some of signal achievements are Pearl Harbour, the first airborne use of Yersinia Pestis, owning various Japanese governments, the first commerical ship to make a return trip from Mars and the successful purchase of NASA! As you can see, Mitsubishi is only going from strength to strength!

A FEW WORDS FOR NEW MEMBERS:

As a Mitsubishi servitor, you’re part of a company that touches the lives of people all over the ship, in more ways than you might imagine. On Unity alone, Mitsubishi has interests in computing, construction, mining, manufacturing, electronics, farming, food production, personal transport, research, genetic engineering and weapons.

When you choose Mitsubishi, you’re also benefiting from our robust benefits program which includes health, housing, protection, insurance, food, water, shelter, (optional) genetic engineering, cybernetics and personal training! Our benefits program guarentees you will always be looked after by us, and that we will only use Genuine Mitsubishi Parts that meet our stringent universal standards for any cybernetic replacements!

In everything we do here at Mitsubishi, we are focused on four core principles:

Advanced Technology

We're committed to developing ground-breaking technology that focuses on improving our bottom line and your wages!

Consumer Confidence

We're passionate about raising the bar of the products we deliver so that everyone knows we're the best!

Street Presence

We take care of of our servitors and their families with a real street presence and genuine security performance.

Superior Value

We constantly strive to deliver the ultimate customer experience at all times.
 
A BRIEF HISTORY OF MITSUBISHI:

Founded in 1870 by glorious founder Iwasaki Yatoro as a shipping company which soon spread like a little red cancer into other industries like steel, coal, shipbuilding and marine insurance. Banking, trading, cars, nuclear, chemicals, power generation and optics soon followed as the Mitsubishi plague grew to consume all Japan.

But all of that paled into insignificant beside our crowning achievements in aircraft and space manufacturing. Mitsubish has led the way in both for hundreds of years. Some of signal achievements are Pearl Harbour, the first airborne use of Yersinia Pestis, owning various Japanese governments, the first commerical ship to make a return trip from Mars and the successful purchase of NASA! As you can see, Mitsubishi is only going from strength to strength!

A FEW WORDS FOR NEW MEMBERS:

As a Mitsubishi servitor, you’re part of a company that touches the lives of people all over the ship, in more ways than you might imagine. On Unity alone, Mitsubishi has interests in computing, construction, mining, manufacturing, electronics, farming, food production, personal transport, research, genetic engineering and weapons.

When you choose Mitsubishi, you’re also benefiting from our robust benefits program which includes health, housing, protection, insurance, food, water, shelter, (optional) genetic engineering, cybernetics and personal training! Our benefits program guarentees you will always be looked after by us, and that we will only use Genuine Mitsubishi Parts that meet our stringent universal standards for any cybernetic replacements!

In everything we do here at Mitsubishi, we are focused on four core principles:

Advanced Technology

We're committed to developing ground-breaking technology that focuses on improving our bottom line and your wages!

Consumer Confidence

We're passionate about raising the bar of the products we deliver so that everyone knows we're the best!

Street Presence

We take care of of our servitors and their families with a real street presence and genuine security performance.

Superior Value

We constantly strive to deliver the ultimate customer experience at all times.


Totally the vibe I get.
 
@Masada

Here is the background I have for Atlas-America- in the mid 21st century (and before the merger with Mitsubishi):

Atlas America
Capital: Minneapolis (44°59′N 93°16′W)

Population: 258 million

Values: American culture, Materialism, Free-Market Capitalism, Counter-socialist reactionarism, Centralization

Description:

By the 2050s JPMorgan Chase had grown to be (by absorbing Ford, Boeing, Johnson and Johnson, Cargill, Scoular, and others) one of the eight transnational corporate conglomerates who's resources and influence shaped countries and could compete directly with the interests of first world nations.


The American civil war of 2061 saw JP and the US government on the losing side of the conflict, its legal rights and privileges, hard won in the wake of the Chinese-US affairs of the 2040s unraveled, many of its assets under threat of nationalization by the new socialist white house. Seeing themselves as the last bastions of American culture, of values like capitalism and free market and the American dream itself, JP withdrew to lick its wounds, rebranded itself as Atlas America (for who else would bear the weight of the people’s treachery) and reorganized itself along the lines of the new phyla that were beginning to take shape. Quick to sign the Consensus agreement in 2062, Atlas America had won enough legal and political recognition on the world stage, that, together with its still formidable military, it had placed itself and its still very formidable territories beyond the reach of the United Socialist Peoples (as the new USA was rebranding itself- now also a phyle).


Since the events of 2062, Atlas America continues to see itself as the champions of American culture, of the values of hard work and personal success, the stalwart champion of the American capitalism and free market. Its people are the strongest of American patriots, easily translating national patriotism to a corporate phyle. And never mind the democracy thing.


Despite some early difficulties resulting from having to adjust to not just managing its staff but governing a phyle’s population, Atlas America has managed to do very well for itself, continuing to lead via a single centralized board of directors. Proving itself as adept in governance as it was in business, it now continues its previous dominance of heavy industry, construction, aerospace and military markets. It is also maintaining a competitive technological position in material and energy, cybernetics, rho-energy, and computing fields. Today Atlas America machinery, vehicles, appliances, and computers are in use across the globe in industrial, commercial and personal applications by almost every phyle.


Atlas America is active in space exploration, being the first to send a group of astronauts to permanently colonize Mars (though unknown saboteurs managed to derail that with a successful cyber-attack upon the station’s life-support systems) with the ‘Mars to Stay’ program of 2084. It also one of only a handful of phyla who are engaged in a retooling effort to provide military-grade rho-shielding to their orbital satellites.


Militarily, Atlas America is no one’s second, and while not possessing the largest number of active soldiers, its soldiers are perhaps the most highly trained, most cybernetically enhanced, and best equipped in the world. A new program to provide 'gills' to its Navy SEALS is underway and promises new reach for these soldiers. Its airforce is similarly dominant, with an advanced mobile drop infantry program, and so too are its land-based combat drones. Indeed, along with Puszcza Wynd, it is one of only two phyla experimenting with military applications of rho-shielding. In the case of a renewed conventional (3rd generation) war, Atlas America is well positioned for victory.
 
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To: All Phyles aboard the Unity
From: Dr. Ankita Gargi Kirtida Kulkarni, Science Committee, Apaurusheya Phyle


To those of you who are reading or listening to this proposal, Namaste. In order to allow for questions and debate, I will try to keep this presentation as short as possible. In recent days and months, we have been debating how the Unity or what shape the Unity will be in when we arrive. Now, however, we should ask the question, what do we do next? A famous quote from Konstantin Tsiolkovsky is that The Earth is the cradle of humanity, but mankind cannot stay in the cradle forever. For all of us, the Unity has been our cradle and is now showing signs of damage. While we in the Science Committee and in the Phyle are confident in these repairs, we must also discuss how we will set up civilization on Planet.

According to observations from the Unity, new atmospheric data from Planet suggests that cloud cover (and ground fog) will be significantly greater than previously modeled.Increased cloud cover is expected to make farming, even in greenhouses, potentially much more difficult and make the process of exploring and mapping Planet's finer features much more difficult as well. Military consultants also suggest that terrain with very extensive cloud cover and ground-fog will affect everything from strategy to the maintenance of machinery. Therefore we must begin the process of preparing ourselves for life on Planet.

Therefore, we suggest that we begin changing the weather, atmosphere and lighting patterns in our Habitat to match those on Planet. We should also begin the research, development, testing, and construction of equipment that can cope with in the increased moisture and should be easily maintained. This should not be as difficult as expected since we have access to records and technologies from Earth's history for the last several hundred years. We seek to work with all Phyles and peoples in an open manner. I ask for a vote from our citizenry in Habitat 18 to begin this process and ask the other Phyles to adopt this process.
 
Spoiler we were so tired that it didn't really matter anymore :
What was he doing here? That’s what Commander Loveless thought as he stood in the top suite of the Century Club: Empress’s private rooms. He stood here for the good part of twenty minutes but still couldn’t find a reason why he was there. The Empress stood on the far side of the room, continuing to not acknowledge his presence.

She wore nothing but a bathrobe, with sigil of the Autumn Crown printed on its back. She was holding a tin can with an unidentified liquid. She never drank from this can, but continued to slowly shake it in her hand, the liquid within audibly swishing from the force. She was staring outside the window of the suite, now showing nothing of the habitat aside from a few streetlamps shining light.

The suite itself was dark, with only a few candles dug out of storage providing light. A soft song, barely audible, escaped her lips, sounding eerie and foreboding to the sole listener in the room. “What,” she said. “What is the point of all this. What is the point of all this, I wonder. Why do I do the things I do?”

There were books and fliers all over the table behind her, featuring conspiracy theorist books dating back from Earth (along with more recent Sixthist publications). There was an actual corkwood board near the wall, upon which were actual notebook paper pinned to the walls with actual thumbtacks. On the pages pinned were scribbles in surprisingly neat handwriting, with pictures, all connected to each other in multi-colored strings. Commander Loveless could not see the details of the board, but believed that he could recognize few pictures of the Equity Lords (and alarmingly, himself) on the board.

“Do we do the things we do because we were born to do the things we do, or because we know how to do the things we do?”

“Are you drunk, milady?” Commander Loveless ventured. For an icebreaker when talking to royalty, it was probably not the best choice, but it did finally bring a reaction. Empress turned around and glared, “No,” she snapped. “Okay, maybe yes, it seems like I am, but I am not. Nanoma…. Nanoma… nani…. Tiny machines in my bloodstream can almost instantly neutralize the alcohol in the blood like this, so I’m no-ohwowthatreallyhurts,”Alaria said, stumbling slightly. Commander Loveless stepped forward to help her, stopping when she held up her hand in his direction. “No, no, I’m fine. God, who thought this thing was a good idea.”

“Well,”

“Rhetorical question,” Empress said, getting up on her feet once more. She took a sip of the drink in her hand, frowned at it, and set it aside. “Technology to fill our body with nanomachines and we used it to stop getting drunk or getting hangovers. I don’t know whether to laugh or be impressed—did we enhance the fun of drinking the things that we like or did we somehow diminish the experience by eliminating the consequences. I don’t know.”

Commander Loveless remained silent. “I know, I know,” she continued. “I know I sound weird right now, but trust me, I’m fine. I’ll be fine tomorrow morning again just like I was fine for every day of my life. Or most days anyways. I’m babbling. Give me a candle.”

Commander Loveless didn’t move. “Okay fine, just stand there,” she said. She knelt down and picked up a lit candle from the ground. “This candle is me.”

“Shining light in darkness?”

“Don’t be stupidly poetic, Loveless,” the Empress snapped. “Outdated, completely useless aside from aesthetics unless in extreme situations like this, and also coming in a pack of 12 after being fabricated by some UAS mystics with a machine. It cost me ten pounds. Stupidly expensive for being so pointless. Also reminds me of you.”

“Ex…excuse me?”

“You aren’t a candle, relax. Keep up. Hold this,” she said, shoving the candle into the Commander’s shocked arms. Was this some kind of long-winded process to say that he was being fired? Commander Loveless felt a measure of fear, as well as excruciating pain from the new burn in his chest, as the Empress started scattering the papers on her desk.

“Where…where… where did I put that damned thing… oh wait, here we go… thumbtacks… thumbtacks… ah screw it,” she pulled out a knife from a drawer and a document, pinning it to the board by slamming the knife into its middle. “Project Gestalt,” she said, gesticulating wildly at the document. “Secret project begun almost immediately after the Council began to take over the Board of Equity Lords. Well, not exactly after. From what I’ve managed to deduce, it began shortly after some high level meetings between the representatives of the two factions.”

“Yes, I’m aware of the project,” Commander Loveless said, numbly holding the candle. “It’s the project which eventually created you.”

“It’s more than that,” Empress Alaria hissed, trying to entwine some strings around the handle of the knife. “BTL. Nerve stapling. Neural pathway realignment. JITT. Brainwashing, have you heard of these terms?”

“These are banned and otherwise tightly regulated technologies within New Atlantis,” Loveless said. “Well, maybe not BTL. We use technology derived from that for education.”

“Who doesn’t? Literally makes learning fun not by changing anything about it but by tricking the brain. Educator’s wet dream right there. I bet Atlas Mitsubishi or whatever is handing out a revised program where corporate slavery is fun as we speak. Sounds about the same anyways. Stop that,” she gave him a light smack on the arm, shaking the candle. “What did I do?” Commander Loveless complained.

“You are making me digress. Time is limited. The chip I installed an hour ago isn’t going to last long. Security programs in my nanite is distracted with the alcohol but not for long.” It took Loveless couple of seconds to process what he just heard. “You installed a BTL chip?!”

“Three, and it’s really distracting. You aren’t helping. Help me focus. Focus. Shine that light on the wall.” “Milady, this is extremely irre-“ “Just fudging do as you are told for one goddamn time.” Loveless did as he was told. “Look, look,” she said, pointing a shaking finger at a document: an expose published forty years ago regarding nerve stapling experiments on unwilling subjects, carried out under auspice of the New Atlantean governor. “A critical moment in our history that shaped our phyle today… but there’s a detail that people don’t really talk about.”

“Which is?”

“The people who wrote the expose, and became powerful members of the technocratic council, were the bio engineers and technicians who headed said programs. According to this expose, and testaments from people who saw the nerve stapled victims, programs have gone nearly to its conclusion before they were shut down by the technocratic council. With their nanite medical technologies and all the experiments done on six million people lobotomized by Deus, New Atlantis became… frighteningly good with messing about in our brain… expertise which we never lost.”

“Milady, that’s not exactly a revelation,” Loveless said. “Just because we don’t practice these techniques doesn’t necessarily mean we lack the knowledge-“

“Stop, stop interrupting,” Alaria growled. “I’m getting to it. Look,” she pointed towards a picture of many people in lab scrubs, one at the center holding a strange container with twelve pods. “The same people who headed the nerve stapling project would then go on to be part of Project Gestalt. Why?”

Commander Loveless tilted his head. “They were respected bio engineers and unlike Earth, number of trained geneticists and other engineers are limited. Surely they were hired to ensure that the cloned child… you, milady, were developing correct neurological structure? After all, not many projects such as these were done before.”

“Wrong. Well okay, correct, but correct for the wrong reason,” Empress said. “But also wrong. They were ensuring that I grew up with the correct neurological structure, of course, but correct under whose instructions? Using the knowledge and techniques in fields related to nerve stapling, you can basically engineer desired values and behavior in any person. Basically my entire bloody childhood. You mentioned something relevant. BTL chips in children’s education to make learning ‘fun.’ HAH! We still do that and we still see nothing wrong with it. Like how in old earth vids you can see some bloody twelve year old working the register or shops at 3 PM and people think its freaking precocious because they are helping the ‘family business.’ We have such different standards of agency and parity between children and adults. I’m digressing. Stop me when I digress,” the Empress babbled.

“The point is I’ve been brought up to reflect a lot of traditions that both the technocrats and the Equity Lords wanted to see in their new leader. Programmed into my very genes and my neural structure. I need to be high when badmouthing my own phyle or else I feel freaking physical pain in my head and guts. Did I choose to feel that? Hell no. I don’t like crowds either, did I mention that? But if I’m in front a lot of people who are all staring at me, my mouth opens and out comes bloody words. It’s at this point an autonomous response. And then I feel pleasure from it—pleasure! From something that seems so terrible.”

“That’s not you thinking this right now,” Loveless said, approaching slowly. “It’s the chips. The BTL chips. You need to remove it before…”

“Yes, yes, I will, but I need it for now,” she snapped. “I need to give you an order… an illegal order… and order I would never be able to give you when I’m bloody ‘sane.’ The bloody neurologists made me incapable of defying the five principles and the equity lords made sure I can never give up on the monarchy, so I need to give you this order when…”

“You are digressing, milady,” Commander Loveless said, resigned.

“Yes, thank you. You are a good follower. I appreciate that,” she said. “I was just one of the batch.”

“What?”

“The candle. Came in a pack of twelve. Like me,” the Empress said. “The designers made twelve gene seed materials. Decided upon me to focus on once the others grew. I don’t know how I figured it out—I can’t focus on this project when I’m sane. Probably was drunk or high when I learned it and made this board.”

“Information acquired while not fully aware of your faculties is not vali-“

“I can’t find out more,” she said. “I can’t order or approve of investigations and data mining operation within the phyle members to find the other children. My family. I’m physically unable to give that order, even when I’m pretty sure that the Equity Lords or the Council have their own labyrinths running around doing just that. You don’t have the same block on me. You can violate the privacy and order espionage against fellow Crowners all you want. I need you to do that. Find the others.”

“But why me?”

“Because you are the only one I managed to find on my own,” the Empress said. “Pod number eight, given to the former governor’s family to raise as their own. This is just as much your problem as my own.”

“I-what?”

“Chip’s internal security is breached. I’m running out of time. Tell me you’ll do it. Security firmware update on my nanomachines is arriving tomorrow. I won’t get another chance. I’ll take responsibility if you are found out. I can do that even when I’m sane. Please.”

“I…” Loveless looked at the Empress, with crumpled hair, a tired frown, and shaking eyes with a hint of desperation behind the pupils. He sighed. “Very well.”

“Thank you,” she said. “I…” she stopped. A smile exuding a sense of embrassment creeped into her face. Her shaking eyes focused into a gleam. She reached out a hand and brushed it through her hair to make it more presentable, and standing up straight to her full height. “I’m sorry, my friend,” she said, clear voiced. “I showed you an embarrassing side to me.” She pulled off a small rectangular chip attached to her arms. “I can never understand myself when I decide doing this is a good idea.”

“Are… are you alright, milady?”

“Perfectly well, thank you for your concern, commander,” the Empress replied. “Well, I may actually need some help cleaning the desk and hiding the board,” she said, chuckling. “I don’t want to explain it when I have a meeting in this room tomorrow.”

“Ah, I see….”

“Oh, and Commander? You don’t have to follow the previous order if you don’t want to.” She walked over to her desk and began opening drawers, shuffling the papers, documents, and books inside. “You are free to go after that.” There was no trace of the crumple haired woman who were hanging photos and papers to walls with thumbtack seating at the desk anymore. Her body language exuded confidence and authority. “Alright, milady,” the Commander said. He didn’t really know what else to say.
 
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Commulalist Confederacy
Remain decentralized. No captain required!
Lets focus on developing a slingshot. It will give us time to observe planet for longer and arrive there with a full complement of tools and better informed.

Pambazuka:
We support our own candidate as captain.
We support developing a secondary coolant loop primarily.

Puczcza Wynd:
We support Pambazuka as captain.
We support developing a secondary coolant loop.

Qeng Ho
We vote for our friends in New Atlantis as captain.
We encourage the captain to seriously consider developing a slingshot method.

Quebec
We support our own candidate as captain.
No opinion.

Rus
We support our own candidate as captain.
We encourage Unity to focus on an Orion drive. 'cause NUKES!

Zen-Serotonin
ohm….
 
Notes on the Apaurusheya by Sarvesh Mhasalkar, Foreign Relations Committee

Language: The offical languauges of Ashtadash is Hinglish and Globlish. Hinglish is a mixture of Hindi and English developed in the late 20th Century which became a majority language by the 22nd Century. Globish or International English is used for communication between the various Habitats and Socieities. All commerical signs, public notices and government documents are printed in both languages. Nearly all people speak both languages and a possible third language such as Gujarati, Tamil, Telugu, Malayalam people may use at home.

Family
For generations, our society (Samaaj) has a prevailing tradition of the joint family system. It is when extended members of a family – parents, children, the children's spouses and their offspring, etc. – live together. Usually, the oldest member is the head in the joint Indian family system. They mostly makes all important decisions and rules, and other family members are likely to abide by them

Festivals
Being a multi-cultural, multi-ethnic and multi-religious society, celebrates holidays and festivals of various religions. The three phyle holidays are Independence Day (15 August), Republic Day (26 January) and Gandhi Jayani (2 October). Popular religious festivals include the Hindu festivals of Navratri, Janmashtami, Diwali, Maha Shivratri, Ganesh Chaturthi, Durga Puja, Holi, Rath Yatra, Ugadi, Onam, Vasant Panchami, Rakshabandhan, and Dussehra. Several harvest festivals such as Makar Sankranti, Pongal and Raja sankaranti swinging festival are also fairly popular.

Cuisine
Our food is as diverse as our homeland. We use numerous ingredients, deploy a wide range of food preparation styles, cooking techniques and culinary presentation. From salads to sauces, from vegetarian to meat, from spices to sensuous, from breads to desserts, our cuisine is invariably complex. Most popular eating establishments have separate preparation areas for meat and non-meat dishes with beef and pork prohibited. Most meats dishes such as chicken, lamb, goat or fish are expensive are are only available for special occasions such as birthday or graduation.

Education
The Samaaj follows the "10+2+3" pattern of education. In this pattern, study of 10 years is done in schools and 2 years in Junior colleges, and then 3 years of graduation for a bachelor's degree. The first 10 years is further subdivided into 4 years of primary education, 6 years of High School followed by 2 years of Junior colleges.

Currency:
The basic unit of currency is the Ghante (Hours) which can be divided into Minat (Minutes). There are hard plasitc coins available but the majority is stored and traded on Devis/Devas. Prices are determined by the amount of labor that goes into a product from the harvesting of raw materials to the amount of time making the product whether a meal or a piece of furniture. While mass produced goods are cheap the individual craftsmen or business still does well.

Community Service: Every resident in our Samaaj are required to undertake Community Service (Saamudaayik Seva). This is prevent the creation of a ruling or government caste and allow people the opportunity to serve others. Most members will receive a notification from their Deva/Devi requesting service for one to two hours per week depending on their skills. One person may pick up trash alongside a road while an engineer may be asked to fix a water pump. This also provides an income so everyone can afford basic goods and some luxuries.

Law Enforcement: Policing for all the Habitat is handled by the Phyle Police Service (Phaeel Pulis Seva). This is divided by the Uniformed Section, which handles the day to day policing and then the Criminal Investigation Department (CID) which handles undercover and more dangerous investigations such as Homicide, Vice, Drugs and so on.
 
The Autumn Crown believes that sufficient votes have been collected (with some abstaining) to declare Empress Alaria as the Captain of the Unity's Planetfall Authority. The Empress promises to lead this new authority with the consent of the participating phyles, and will direct our resources thus. The following are edicts from the Planetfall Authority which we trust will be observed by the inhabitants of the ship as the Crown seeks to end our journey to the planet NESIOTIV in a fast and sensible manner as possible.


Firstly, the Autumn Crown declares that the prioritiies for our repairs will focus on fabricating a secondary coolant system. Yes, we are aware that decrease in agricultural production due to siphoning of ammonia and the requisite lowering of available rations may be fatal for morale. As such, we have determined a new coolant that will not decrease our production--lead. Lead, unlike ammonia, is plentiful in our ship and easier to fabricate than FLiBe salt used in our primary coolant system. Yes, it will ruin the reactor the moment it is deactivated

As such, the Planetfall Authority asks for donations of lead from everyone within Unity in order to fabricate the necessary 3000 liters of reactor cooling fluids. Be it weights used for scientific experiments, scales, or other uses of lead in our modern day environment, the Planetfall Authority asks everyone to participate in our recovery efforts through donations to your local Consensus officials.

The bulk of the lead required for this project, we imagine, will come from the defunct reactor at Habitat 24's radiation shielding, along with portions of shielding guarding non essential parts of the Spine and other uninhabited portions of Habitat 24. The Outermost, along with drone support from the Keepers, Atlas Mitsubishi, Goodmen, and the Autumn Crown, will be asked to harvest lead from these sections of the ship to provide for the cooling material for this plan.

The Captain preemptively vetoes any pan-Unity salvaging operation going on in Habitat 24. Habitat 24, despite its uninhabited nature, belongs to the Outermost, and any salvaging operation will have to be discussed with them regarding sharing of any materials obtained.

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Planetary Adaptation Planning

From the limited amount of data regarding the planet, we have determined that it has extreme seasonal variances due to its nearly 45 degree tilt to its axis. In addition, it has a 752 day year in which half of it is spent in frigid winter and the other half in tropical heat. Moisture level is much higher than expected and the global average temperature is four to five degrees lower than Earth's. Adjusting our technology to match this different condition is a significant scientific and engineering challenge, and will require much preparation before Planetfall.

We would like to ask the United Cooperative and Apaurusheya to lead the project of developing agricultural practices to best tackle the climate and moisture of the planet, whether it be genetically modifying fruits and vegetables or creating new varieties of fungi. You will be given certain amount of authority in the measure, and the Captain hopes that the two phyles will be successful in leading a collective of bio-engineers from every phyle within this ship in order to create knowledge and techniques that will benefit us all.

The Captain also requests for a joint engineering project between major specialist phyles in the subject to develop means to counter moisture damage in our colonization modules and other equipment.

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On Weapons and Troops in the Spine

Weapons and regular troops, whether affiliated with a phyle or not, is not permitted on the Spine until further notice. We ask that any who venture or otherwise lives a significant amount of time within the Spine to register themselves with your local official and submit to tracking while within the areas of the Spine.

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General Edict of Power Saving

The Captain is giving a certain grace period for each habitats to determine and impose their own means of restricting use of energy, and thus fuel, in their respective habitats, whether it be simply extending the 'night' period, turning off non essential consumer goods production, or even just dimming the lights slightly. Note that this issue may be revisited depending on how much energy the Oort cloud drains from our limited reserves.

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On Water and Food

The current focus on lead coolant solution allows us to continue on with our regular rationing system, but the Captain asks that plans for stricter recycling programs for both water and food be drawn up anyways, just in case.

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A Message From Your Friendly Mega-Corp next door!

All of our Atlas-Mitsubishi Servators receive extensive entirely voluntary modifications as part of our patented Atlas Mitsubishi Life Plan ("Our genes working for you!" [/]start theme] Atlas Mitsubishi Life Plan [/end theme]).

So you know that Atlas Mitsubishi genetic products are 100% safe (some terms and conditions apply)!

We also have extensive skills in the manipulationof plants, animals and plantamals. We areparticularly proud of our patented Milktree! ([/start propaganda] "Milktree all the milk without the moo! Now in three flavours: chocolate, coffee and strawberry!" [/end propaganda])

So you know that our Atlas Mitsubishi genetic products are at the cutting edge of science and the cutting edge of cool (some terms and conditions apply)!

But did you know that our Atlas Mitsubishi family comes from places with climates exactly like our verdant new home (some terms and conditions apply)?

No and neither did we!

You see our Mitsubishi staff hail from the Japanese ultra megapolis of Mega-Mega--Tokyo! Where the weather is tropical in summer [/start display image] tropical beaches before the beaches all flooded and people had to do make do with ground up sandcrete beaches [/end display image] and brrrr freezing in winter ([/start display image] people in Hokkaido playing with now extinct basal snow monkeys [/end display imagine])! So they know all about genetic engineering in contradictory climates! Ain't that a peach!

Our Atlas staff aren't to be outdone either! Did you know Corporate-Church-of-Christ-Capitalist-Texas is a land of burned out oil refineries ([/education link] What's oil? Take a trip with Atlas Mitsubishi's very own cowcat wrangler Cowcat Sam to find out! [/education link]), searing summers, nuclear flavoured winters and petrochemical orange peasoup fogs? Neither did we. So you just know we know what we're doing! Ain't that a peach!

Atlas Mitsubishi Genetic Manipulation Consultants are taking new orders now! Come in for a fully costed consultation sometime next week! (We're busy people after all!)

ATLAS MITSUBISHI
"Totally like not another mega crop yo"
 
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ATLAS Mitsubishi Yomiuri Shimbun New York Times/Post

Our glorious corporate overlords at ATLAS Mitsubishi have announced a major push into the ultra riparian plant growth space! ATLAS Mitsubishi has really had to dig into its tool kit for this one. A number of extinct plants have been bought back to life from DNA samples to build off. Chief among these have been Nasturtium officinale and Apios americana. Existing seaweed, fern and bullrush IP have been tweaked and improved!

"ATLAS MITSUBISHI: CARING FOR OUR SHARED ENVIRONMENT!"

... and ATLAS Mitsubishi has succeded in creating plants which grow even when completely submerged! Isn't that neat! We talked to ATLAS Mitsubishi chief brain Kate Carrington-Itagaki who had this to say: "ATLAS Mitsubishi's servators have been hard at work to help make sure you don't have to stop eating like a ATLAS Mitsubishi Cow-Pig! Haha." Carrington-Itagaki had shared a few of ATLAS Mitsubishi's latest products with us!

"ATLAS MITSUBISHI: FEEDING YOU NOW AND FOREVER!"

Apios americana atlas mitsubishiarium A
has a crisp nutty flavour somewhere between a pumpkin and a potato. With almost all the marco and micro nutrients needs it can almost replace everything else you eat! Imagine that. It grows under water, in low light and in a wide variety of temperatures! (Caution: consumption of Nasturtium atlas mitsubishiarium A may cause constipation and in extreme cases death if consumed too often).

Nasturtium grande altas mitsubishi zero is 95% water which makes it a refreshing treat for the water rationed! Rich in micro nutrients you can almost live off just this product! Isn't that amazing! (Caution: Nasturtium grande altas mitsubishi zero is not yet approved for human consumption).
 
Notes on the Apaurusheya by Sarvesh Mhasalkar, Foreign Relations Committee

Citizenship:
A person can become a citizen and is eligible/start petitions to vote after one year of living in the Habitat. Before this, the person has full legal protections. To run for office one must have lived in the Habitat for five years.

Petitions and Voting: Anyone can create and submit a petition. To qualify for a vote the petition at least five percent of the population must sign the petition. For a petition to pass it must have a majority of fifty-five percent. Every Citizen of the Samaaj must vote, even if it is to Abstain.

Government and Committees:
The day to day government is handled by the Panchayat (Assembly) with Ward Members (Panch) and President (Sarpanch) elected by the citizens. Committees are set up on an as-needed basis and are composed of experts in that particular field who elect a Spokesperson to address the Panchayat. Committees can and do work together on larger projects. There is no particular limit to the size or lifespan of the committee but all are reviewed every five years. All meetings are recorded by the Sachiv (Secretary), an electronic Deva and are open to the public. A requirement is that half of the Panchayat, all government officers and Committees must be Female or Neutral.

Major Committees and Responsibilities

Home Affairs (Law Enforcement/Domestic Intelligence)
Phyle Affairs (Relations with other Phyles)
Finance (Economy/Taxes)
Infrastructure (Maintenance of Physical Infrastructure)
Science (Scientific Research and Development)
Agriculture and Health (Public Health and Population)
Environment (Air, Water, Soil Health)
 
Legends -


Deep in the bowels of the Ossuary, where few outsiders have ventured, is a place the keepers call “Broceliande.” None of the keepers know, or perhaps they have forgotten, where it comes from, but it is what key to making the keepers more than outsiders would expect.


It is a forest. Roots burrowed deep within the metal of the spine’s life support system, the alien and arcane trees, no doubt the product of some ancient genetic experiment, filter the oxygen and water available in the spine, doubling, even tripling, the livelihood in it’s depths.


Twisted by low gravity and even lower light, these trees grasp at what nutrients they can with gnarled branches. It is said by those few who brave the spine that if one falls asleep beneath those shrouded branches, one may wake up entombed within a cage of roots, slowly sucked dry by the uncaring trees, leaving nothing behind but a bleached skull and another echo on the air.


Legends, of course.


The Keepers make their home where these trees grow thickest, and though they jealously guard its location, having created a veritable labyrinth of doors and hallways, and, further in, overgrown passageways that lead back where they came, the few outermost merchants who have been led into it’s heart speak of a great hollow, a natural nook in the construction of the Unity, where the trees grow tall and wide, a stark contrast to the sterile corridors of the rest of the ossuary. Nestled within and under the great trunks is a bustling settlement where keepers live in a number unexpected to outsiders.


These same merchants talk of children playing amidst the branches, effortlessly dodging through knotted tangle of branch and trunk, flitting from floor to wall to ceiling. They speak of the shining hearths and songs of the keepers, both burning brighter in the shadow of the trees than ever heard outside.


The more fanciful merchants talk of flocks of singing birds nestled in the grey branches, and herds of pale deer and thin cows living in the low gravity clearings of the inner forest.


Legends, of course.


The dead the keepers are bound to keep are scattered throughout the ossuary, and their whispers echo from one end of the Unity’s spine to the other. Morgues are nestled between important machinery, under colonial modules and next to life support engines.


Of these myriads of storage places for the dead aboard the Unity, three bear unique names of their own. Where most of the morgues are serviced by one or two keepers alone, the Mastaba, the Lichfield, and the Tumulus, unique in their size, require whole staffs of keepers. It is their duty to ensure that the dead rest well, and that the ship itself continues in good health in Its journey through the dark.


Dead from all the phyles find their way into the Ossuary. Goodmen lie next to Outermost, Syndicalist zealots rest amongst the Wage-serfs of Atlas-Mitsubishi, Followers of the Perfect Empress are interred with fallen trance-soldiers of the Ummah Al Salaam. Even keepers lay their own with all the others, for once they have died they too whisper.


Some say, however, that the eldest and wisest of the keepers, the First Speakers and First Engineers and First Augurs and First Scribes cannot be found amidst the tombs and stacks of any of the morgues. Children mutter to each other in the darkness of their own rooms that those plenipotentiaries give themselves to the trees, and through them, live on. They whisper, though none would say it aloud, that the keepers are led by a council of the dead, That there is a room, somewhere, where the windows look out into the void, and where whispers roil with purpose unlike those that echo in the desolate halls of the ossuary.


Only Legends, of course.
 
To: All Phyles aboard the Unity
From: Sarvesh Mhasalkar, Phyle Affairs Committee

Namaste. This message is a Progress Report for all of the fellow travelers aboard the Unity and we hope this message finds you in good health and spirits. On Planetary Adaptation Planning: Our Science Committee along with Agriculture and Health, Phyle Affairs and Environment Committees have already reached out to the United Cooperatives and Atlas-Mitsubishi to begin developing new plant and animal life that can cope with the reduced sunlight and colder temperatures on Planet. We ask the other Phyles to lend any expertise and resources to this program. We also want to sponsor a joint engineering project between major specialist phyles in the subject to develop means to counter moisture damage in our colonization modules and other equipment.

On Power Saving and Recycling: Our Phyle has voted on a power saving plan by adopting the day/night cycles of Planet and by asking our citizens to reduce power during the Evening and Night Shifts. This has passed by over sixty percent and we believe this would be the best option for all Phyles. We also will stop production of non-essential goods and focus on repairing and recycling existing products. We also asked our Citizens to send any excess lead for recycling and coolant construction.

On Water and Food: As many of you already know, our Samaaj (Society) has practiced a Vegetarian/Vegan lifestyle for thousands of years. Mainly this is a matter of religious or lifestyle choices but it is also an environmental choice. Meat, especially red meat requires a lot of water and grain to feed them. We believe that chickens, cows, goats, and sheep are needed to produce needed protein sources such as cheese, eggs, milk, wool and so on. We think that fish and prawns can be used in a closed hydroponic system to recycle waste. Therefore we believe that raising animals strictly for consumption should be prohibited until Planetfall. This is simply a suggestion to other Phyles in order to prevent any stricter rationing programs.
 
Mini-Update

Repairs:

Combined and coordinated engineering and construction effort from the phyles is quick to produce results vis-à-vis a newly jury-rigged coolant system based on liquid lead. This completely empties the stores of lead feeder-stock for the molecular printers and requires recycling of lead from a shielding components that are now replaced with composite carbon materials.

Regardless, the new coolant systems are soon online and the fifth reactor is soon generating power to bring the engines to nearly full power.

And while the new coolant isn’t particularly as efficient or aesthetically engineered as the original, radiating heat doesn’t have to be pretty or efficient, and its only a matter of building a larger system.

Within two weeks Unity is back to nearly its original schedule with only a small 9 day difference in its arrival time as it corrects its vector for the later de-acceleration.

Feeder-stocks & Energy:

The repairs to the ship, and the construction, break-down, and recycling of material for weapons has placed additional struggles upon the power (and material supplies) of the ship.

Reduced “sunlight” production (the largest energy consumer after engines, shielding, factories, and life-support) do help alleviate some of the energy demands of the ship but these also lead to reduced crop growth for the habitats practicing ‘natural’ farming techniques. The ‘sunlight’ is also the major source of heat in a number of habitats and an average 2C decrease in temperature has been felt throughout.

Stockpiling for Material Shielding:

Production of the Orion drive has not gone nearly as smoothly as developing a new coolant system for the reactors. The sheer amount of material- often heavier metals- required to make a shield strong enough to withstand even controlled nuclear explosions- and to anchor it to the spine in such a way that the resultant forces do not destroy the ship- and to avoid the vector thrust of the volatiles spewed by the engines, proves a tall order. The Goodmen have already begun printing the more delicate and material-light components, control systems for example, but the shield and ship anchors are a different beast altogether.
 
Fireside Chat
Spoiler :

“78, looks like the break is here, but it ain’t as bad as you feared. The bolt went clean through and dissipated on a bulkhead” Karin called from the depths of a partially disassembled pump. They’d been tracing this particular leak for the better part of four hours now and between the residual radiation in the coolant system and the need for the bulk of the nanites at the habitat checkpoints the task had fallen to her to actually scramble around in the machinery. Not that she minded much, it was hardly Scribe 78’s fault he wasn’t designed properly. It was like the Glorious Stranger said in his interview after the destruction of Hillsman-topia: ‘Hah! Sucks to be them.’ And besides, unlike some other people she could name, he was unfailingly polite and had yet to call her girlie or mutant. A little creepy and overly formal but still a decent guy.

“Excellent. Apply the poly-patch and let us continue to the next-” Scribe 78 replied, but stopped when he saw Karin had already squirmed out.

She grinned at his annoyed expression. Well, at his hood which she assumed concealed an annoyed expression. Hard to properly rib someone when you can’t see their face. Lucky she was an expert. “Already done. You mind if we take a short breather first? Healing that much concentrated rad really takes it out of me.”

“The pumps were within acceptable radiation levels.”

“Yeah, well, with all the Tritium I’ve been breathing in crawling around those pipes it's a wonder I’m still awake. Good thing I’m awesome, right?” She moved to punch his shoulder but hesitated just before impact. The way the cloth stirred looked seriously wrong. She pulled back her fist with a faint frown. She could swear 78 was smirking from the depths of his cowl. “I don’t suppose you’ll tell me what’s up with your robes and the nanites?”

“Such sacred secrets aren’t for the ears of the uninitiated. Would you reveal the secrets of Breakwater?” Scribe 78 responded cooly.

She shrugged in response and smiled as the hood twitched in surprise, “Sure. Ask away”

“That wasn’t the response I expected. Your phyle has been aggressively evasive on the subject of Habitat 24.” He said slowly

She shrugged again “Well, that’s because people want to take what’s ours and secrecy is our only shield. I doubt you and yours care one way or another about what we do, so if you have questions then shoot.”

“Well… what happened? The accounts don’t make sense. A fusion reactor breakdown wouldn’t have rendered the area irradiated to the extent you claim.”

“Ah, well, that’s one of them touchy subjects. Phylar business and all.” They were both silent for a minute, the only noise the omnipresent hum of the engines and the crunch of Karin’s yeast-bar disappearing. “Well, I suppose it can’t hurt now. I’m not rightly sure what happened exactly, the records are sketchy ‘cause of the chaos and most everyone directly involved dying. Do you remember that psycho, must’ve been twenty years back? Killed a dozen folks in Habitat 6 before she was shot down?”

“Yes, her body cremated itself. Her victims were some of my first.”

“Weeeell, she wasn’t the first to go that way. About fifteen years into the flight one of our engineers went nuts and rigged the place to go. He got his hands on Breakwater’s supply of polonium, uranium, and californium, aerosolized the polonium and fed it into the ventilation, then set a bomb covered with all the uranium and californium to blow the habitat from the Unity entirely.”

The Scribe breathed in sharply, “That’s insane! That would kill everyone there and cripple the Unity! Why would you even have those materials?!”

She shrugged, “In case we needed them. The founders figured that it would be better to have a supply of the rarer elements and not need them than not have them. Part of Breakwater’s purpose was bio and chem research after all. Noone thought we’d have to deal with psychos”

Karin took another bite from her yeast bar before continuing, “Apparently the other engineers stuck it behind the shielding in our reactor to contain the blast. Not sure why they didn’t just chuck it out an airlock, but that’s eggheads for you.”

“Likely because it wouldn’t have gotten far enough before detonation. At that point the Unity had finished accelerating and so the explosive would’ve been quite close when it detonated, possibly severely damaging the ship.”

“If you say so. Anyway, the shielding didn’t hold and now there’s polonium and uranium scattered around everywhere. Nanites get killed dead by all the radiation and even we can’t walk around in there w’out some serious shielding. Bastard killed a hundred folks, including all the engineers, before we evacuated. The seniors decided to hide the incident lest folks get antsy about space driving augments crazy or somethin’.”

Scribe 78 nodded, “And now?”

Karin shook her head, “Not the deal. I give you a secret you give me one. What’s with your robes?”

Scribe 78 seemed to wrestle with himself for a moment before reluctantly answering, “Ship repair nanites are mixed with the cloth. It is convenient to have them on-hand and if we have to enter a region that is fully exposed to cosmic rays they can hide in the lead-lined chest piece for protection.”

“Can I feel it?” Karin asked, eyes following the slow undulations of the nanite-infused patterns in the cloth.

“Can you what?” 78 replied incredulously, the patterns swirling in alarm

“Touch it. We don’t use nanites much and nanite-cloth is a new one”

“It is rather personal.” He sounded distinctly uncomfortable at the thought.

Karin pulled her expectant hand back with a disappointed huff, “Well fine. It's your turn”

The patterns calmed as Karin pulled back, “Your continued obsession with Breakwater. If the place has been so thoroughly irradiated why do you defend it so?”

Karin grinned and tapped the side of her nose, “Ah, that’s because it isn’t quite as unliveable as people think. We’ve managed to pull out a fair bit of salvage to bribe other phyles with and a lot of what’s still there is workable once we can clean it proper, but to do that we need resources and therefore a planet. This ship’s resources are marginal enough as is, no one would be willing to commit enough to clear out the radioactive material without taking most of it for themselves. The contents of that habitat are our inheritance and we won’t let anyone take it from us. It’d be like someone trying to take the Ossuary from you. Just because you don’t live there don’t mean it ain’t yours.”

78 took a moment to break down the triple negative before nodding then froze.

Karin gave him a curious look, “78, is something the-”

She cut herself off as she heard it too. The whispers, the ones from the speakers and not the voice in her ear, had changed, growing urgent. Before she could ask what that meant a trio of people in the unmistakable heavy armor of Syndicate shock troops appeared at the end of the hallway. The front two carried lasguns while the rearmost had some sort of backpack attached to a long-barreled gun. 78 rose from his crouch silently, the heavy black fabric of his robe dissolving into gossamer cloth, revealing a rather more practical tunic underneath, as a black cloud poured down the hallway in front of him.

He called out in his deepest, most eerie tones, the sound echoed by all the nanites in the swarm, “You are trespassing in the Halls of the Dead, if you do not-”

Karin went into a horizontal dive as the rearmost figure raised the nozzle between his fellows and the pilot light at its tip brightened. She took Scribe 78 right at the waist and together they crashed into the wall behind the coolant pump. The flames swept the corridor a split second later, incinerating the nanite swarm and superheating the air. Karin could feel her skin burn as the flames swept past less than a foot away, a strange sensation as her pain nerves were too overloaded to react. She’d managed to wedge Scribe 78 into the open casing of the pump, sparing him from the same treatment. Her mind split into three paths as she analyzed the situation.

The flames will have burned all the O2 out of the air. The pressure wave from the sudden heat will keep new O2 from entering the area for at least three minutes. Her bottle was only a quarter full, enough for a minute of conscious inactivity if she shared it with 78, four otherwise. If she was fighting then it would last a minute for her alone followed by unconsciousness and probable suffocation. Staying wasn’t an option, they had to leave.

The lingering flames meant the stormtroopers used an adhesive combustible, making sprinting along the walls difficult if not impossible. They would have to go straight down the center of the passage, clear targets for the lasguns. Meanwhile the stormtrooper’s armor would be more than adequate protection from the flames and anything she threw to distract them. If she got close enough she could use her torch, but that would involve closing with presumably competent soldiers with guns and then holding them still enough to cut through to something important. They were also likely disciplined enough to ignore an obvious distraction and anything that obscured vision would just lead to another gout of fire. Their only chance was to wait for them to approach then try to disable them.

Why would Syndicate soldiers attack a repair crew? They were supposed to be the sane ones. It could be an Order attack disguised as the Syndicate, but that sort of ploy would be found out and would lead to their ejection from the Unity. Out the nearest airlock without a vacsuit if she was any judge. A third party? No One was that stupid and no one would benefit. That left insanity and as far as she knew the Glorious Stranger wasn’t this sloppy. Insanity meant surrender was probably impossible.

The three trains of thought came together, leaving her just as unsure as the second before. She couldn’t fight, flee, or wait. There was nothing she could do. That being the case she did the only she could. She thought about shouting something as she threw herself down the smoke-filled and still flaming corridor towards the squad, but no one would hear and there was nothing to say. She’d thought her death would be a slow affair and she’d have time to come up with an appropriate quotation from the Glorious Stranger. The thought that he might not have one for the occasion never even occurred to her, over the course of his three hundred years, well, four hundred and fifty now apparently, he’d recorded himself in enough life-and-death situations to cover every conceivable eventuality. Oh well, she’d had a decent life and even met the Stranger, something she’d never expected. If her death would garner sympathy for the Outermost and give the Stranger more room for his plans then it wouldn’t be a complete waste.

It wasn’t until she hit the far wall, still wreathed in smoke, that she realized she wasn’t actually dead. She bounced off towards the only figure she could make out through the thinning smoke, torch in hand. She was beginning her swing when a hand snapped out and caught her wrist, spinning her into the ceiling

“Karin Flynn, stop.” A familiar voice snapped with the authority of experience. Karin stopped struggling as her eyes made out the Inner who had spoken to her at the meeting. A moment later and she could make out the bodies of the Syndicate fireteam scattered around the floor, one of the lasgunners had their neck twisted at an ugly angle, the other had an ugly crater where their jaw should have been, and the one with the flamethrower was spasming on the floor, a ship conduit jabbed into the base of their neck.

Karin’s jaw moved up and down as she tried to figure out what to say. The Inner spoke first, sounding slightly irritated, “You have to leave. Now. The Syndicate is assaulting the Ossuary in force and the Keepers are losing badly. Make your way to Habitat 4, it's the closest safe place.”

The Inner turned to leave, but stopped when Karin finally found something to say, “Er, madam, um, thank you, but, um, could you help me with 78? He’s still back there and everything’s still on fire and the air’s low and I kind of wedged him in tight and, um, well-”

The Inner cut her off before she could babble any longer, “No, once these bodies have been incinerated I’m going to be needed elsewhere. Stranger’s orders.”

Karin stood in stunned silence as the Inner punctured the fuel tank on the flamethrower and liberally doused the trio with the napalm inside. A moment later she was gone, disappearing down another corridor in a blur of speed. Karin eyed the fiery corridor dubiously as the napalm pool inched closer to the flames, the flames had mostly abated as the available oxygen disappeared but the walls were glowing from the heat and the air was easily fifty degrees, more than hot enough to roast someone alive. If it weren’t for her numerous enhancements she’d be unconscious already, whether from the first degree burns covering her, the lack of oxygen, or the extreme heat. Instead she shrugged, winced, then launched herself back down the hallway. Scribe 78 wasn’t an Outermost, but he was still a decent person and didn’t deserve random death-by-fire. Besides, if throwing herself down a fiery corridor towards a group of hostile soldiers with guns didn’t kill her then doing so without the soldiers probably wouldn’t either. At least that’s how she thought that works. It was a little muddled to be honest. The full-body itch of healing making itself known in the back of her head wasn’t letting her think smart. Good? No, it was thinking and so brain and so smart.

Karin didn’t remember the next day clearly, it was a blur of fire, pain, medics, and a probably non-existent bug the size of an airlock. When she was coherent again she was in the med labs of Habitat 4, Scribe 78 in a bed across from her already conscious. His robes were still the gossamer fabric, no nanite-patterns to speak of. Shame, she hadn’t managed to feel it.

(Takes place immediately before and during the Syndicate attack.)
 
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News from the Telescope

IOTNES star:


IOTNES is a A-type blue-white star. It is larger and more luminous than the Sun and the planets orbiting closest to it are bathed extensively in solar and ionizing radiation.


Planets:


IOTNESI:

Small rocky world. Tidally locked to the star, its dayside is molten rock. It darkside is a frigid wasteland. There is no atmosphere.

A strong magnetic and rho field and powerful gravitational field suggests the planet is rich in minerals.

IOTNESI has no moons.


IOTNESII:

At approximately 6 times earth’s mass, IOTNESII is much larger and heavier than Planet. IOTNESII is highly volcanic world with a liquid molten surface. It has a thin atmosphere of methane, carbon dioxide, volcanic volatiles, hydrogen and sulfides. A small amount of water vapor has also been reported. IOTNESII orbits the star in only 45 (earth-)days and spins on its axis in 9 hours. Its axial tilt is significant and it is expected to have very significant but rapid seasonal changes.

It has two moons.

Alpha is larger, with a mass slightly less than Planet. Like its parent planet it has strong geological activity and an atmosphere similar to II, though that of alpha’s is thicker. It is slightly cooler than II, perhaps due to shielding from II and reduced pressures. Its liquid iron core provides a significant magnetic and rho field.

Beta is an barren moonlet, similar in size to Phobos with no geological activity or magnetic field.


IOTNESIII:

At the edge of the ‘habitable zone’, III is another larger inner planet (an uncommon occurrence in most systems but seemingly not so much within the IOTNES system), this one of 7 times earth’s mass. Composed of silicate rocks it possesses a thin atmosphere of oxygen, nitrogen, and argon. It has little magnetic field meaning exposure to solar radiation is very high. It has three moons.

Alpha is the smallest and is a metallic moon with a very high density but no atmosphere or magnetic field.

Beta is larger than alpha but otherwise indistinguishable.

Gamma has a mass of 0.7 earth’s and in many ways appears similar to its parental planet (suggesting a break-away event?) It is highly enriched in silicates and has an atmosphere of carbon-dioxide, oxygen, nitrogen, sulfides, and argon. Like its parental planet it has little solar shielding by way of magnetic or rho fields but unlike III has evidence of strong volcanic activity (perhaps accounting for the increased carbon dioxide and sulfides in the atmosphere). Unity astronomers have suggested Gamma be considered a ‘back-up’ to colonization of IV- though its lack of magnetic or rho fields would be problematic vis-à-vis solar and cosmic radiation bombardment.



IOTNESIV:

Planet!

Planet is smaller than earth (0.61r) and lighter (0.72 its mass), meaning it is denser than Earth. Its metal core is likely larger and more active than earth resulting in a larger magnetic/rho field and perhaps contributing to the observed increased in geological and especially volcanic activity. It has a stronger axial tilt, meaning more significant seasonal differences and significant atmosphere and climatology.

As Unity breaks from the Oort cloud and can reduce its shields, resolution of planet increases. As expected, volcanic activity is significant and its atmosphere has significant volcanic ash, sulfite, and carbon dioxide. It is also rich in nitrogen, oxygen, argon, and water vapor (much of it ice/snow) The last is particularly significant and cloud cover is extensive. The atmosphere is significantly thicker than earth though partial pressure of oxygen should make breathing possible (assuming toxins are not too great or can be filtered)

New imaging and measurements also reveal significant voltage differences throughout the cloud-cover and between the ionosphere and surface. Expected lightning strikes to accompany these differences are under-represented in observations and analysts are unsure how to account for these differences.

Lastly, analysis of the atmosphere also reveals distinct biological signatures suggestive of photosynthetic or photosynthetic-like chemical processes as well as those that might accompany oxidative respiration. Planet is most probably alive.

Planet’s lone moon is without atmosphere and larger, heavier, and closer than Earth’s moon meaning tidal activity will be significant. The moon itself is a barren carbon-based rock with a weak but not immeasurable magnetic and rho-field. It is geologically active but any spewed ash or volatiles appear to fall to the lunar surface quickly- there is no atmosphere.


IOTNESV:

Beyond Planet lies V and though the distance from Planet to V is three times that from III to IV, V is the undisputed giant of the system (many times bigger than Jupiter) and its passing can be felt on both III and IV.

V is a super-jovian-class giant sporting a double-ring of ice and dust (one inner and one outer, with a moon in between). It has an extremely dense atmosphere of hydrogen and helium. Its huge gravitational field has attracted extensive solar radiation making IOTNESV a difficult planet to examine from a distance and potentially very dangerous to explore more closely

Due to its large size and its proximity to IOTNESIV, the alignment of IOTNESV and IOTNESIV is expected to be felt as a super-tidal force even on IOTNESIV’s surface.

IOTNESV has nine moons, of which the three innermost are extensively bathed in the planet’s disruptive radiation.

Alpha exists as a planet between the two sets of rings. It is tidally locked and appears to have an extremely dense metallic core, no magnetic field and no geological activity

Beta is a small barren and frozen moon with no atmosphere, water, geological activity, magnetic field, or seemingly metals.

The third largest of the moons (approximately 1.2 the mass of earth), Gamma has wide seas of frozen ice. It is protected from IOTNESV’s radiation by its own magnetic field. It has a thin atmosphere, mostly of carbon dioxide and volatiles. Its spectroscopic signature suggests volcanic activity but these are not directly observable.

Delta is by far the largest moon of the bunch, and much larger than either Planet or Earth (8 times larger than Earth). It too sports volcanic activity, though much reduced comparatively to Gamma. It has a moderatly thick atmosphere, made up almost entirely of nitrogen and only limited carbon dioxide (often falling to the surface as frigid lakes) and sulfites originating from its volcanoes. There is little evidence of a magnetic or rho field.

Epsilon is a volcanic planet with a strong magnetic field, significant metallic resources and no atmosphere.

Zeta and Eta are very similar, being small frozen carbon-based moonlets with no magnetic or rho fields, geological activity or atmospheres.

Theta is another large body, second only to Delta. Perhaps due to atmospheric pressure, or limited ‘greenhouse effect’ it is somewhat warmer than would be expected based on solar exposure. Its surface is buried under a thick atmosphere of carbon dioxide and ammonia, methane, hydrogen and helium and itself consists primarily of iron. Its magnetic field is distinctly inconsistent and tilted nearly 50 degrees from its axis. Its also highly variable, being much stronger or weaker across the surface (and atmosphere) of the moon dependent on location.

Iota is similar to Zeta and Eta.


IOTNESVI:

VI is a Saturn-sized gas giant with a thick atmosphere of hydrogen, helium, nitrogen, methane, and lesser quantities of oxygen and ammonia. There is no clear distinction between the planet’s surface and its atmosphere, being more a matter of phase change than of differential materials.

VI has extensive clouds and these drift on unprecedented winds (>1600kph) in wide stripe-like patterns, especially near the equator and give it a banded red and yellow appearance due to their ammonia and sulfur contents.

VI has over 42 moons, ranging is size from less than a kilometer to Mu, which, while not as large as the super-moons of V, none-the-less approaches the size of I. Most moons are rocky carbonaceous things with no atmosphere but three stand out:

Kappa has a thick nitrogen-rich atmosphere and (similar to V’s delta) though it doesn’t share its volcanic activity. It does however have extensive surface hydrocarbons that have their own seas, lakes, rivers, rains, and otherwise act like Earth’s ‘water-cycle’.

Mu is at first glance not terribly interesting, having little atmosphere (nitrogen, hydrogen, helium, and some oxygen) or magnetic field. However, a closer look reveals periodic jets of superheated gas, dust, and intriguingly, water (which quickly freezes in the thin atmosphere) suggesting a underground ocean warmed by geological forces.

Omega radiates a very extensive magnetic and especially rho field and does so in a periodic way suggesting that some natural force is acting to modulate it.


VII

The seventh planet from IOTNES is not a planet but a grand ring of astroid, debris, and cosmic dust, much thicker, wider and more extensive than that of Earth’s solar system. Especially when one considers how much further it is from the star and therefore over what area it is spread the debris field is particularly extensive. The total mass of the ‘belt’ is as great or greater than that of V and its moons and is perhaps very close to the total mass of the star. Most asteroids are rich in silicate materials though some are also enriched in metals.

A number of larger objects exist within the VII-belt but none are much larger than a few hundred kilometers in width.


Oort

Beyond VII lies a vast empty distance and beyond that, the Oort. It is thicker and denser than Earth’s system's Oort and shows significant signs of sharing a history with the VII-belt; much of the dust and materials i have a chemical composition similar to that of the VII-belt.
 
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Mini-Update

Unity has broken from the Oort cloud and is closing on Planet. Speeds are significantly reduced and total travel time to Planet is now estimated to be in the range of 195 days (earth days).

Energy rationing across the ship has ensured the timetable for arrival (and indeed the possibility of arrival at all) but shortages are felt in manufacturing, food production, and in especially in non-critical areas such as entertainment.

At the same time, printers throughout the ship are being hacked. Even as these drain energy and molecular feedstocks, it appears that a number of factions continue to manufacture materials of a clandestine or secretive nature not meant to be revealed to the majority of the Ship’s inhabitants.

An inventory of the ship’s colonization equipment and modules is being prepared and expected to be published (tomorrow).
 
A: "Have we been stealing stuff to build doomsday weapons?"
SG: "I don't think so."
A: "What do you mean you don't think so?"
SG: "Well we've already got doomsday weapons."
A: "Weapons!?"
SG: "Yeah the plural."
A: "... Why did we build them?"
SH: "Well our doomsday scenario cost us just a small fraction of what we'd be otherwise spending on defence in a single year. But the deciding factor was when we learned that most other Phyles would eventually build their own doomsday weapons, and we were afraid of a doomsday gap."
SG: "I never approved of anything like this!"
B: "Well under the authority granted to me as director of strategic research and scenario analysis, I commissioned a study of this project. Based on the findings of the report, my conclusion was that this was not a practical deterrent, for reasons which, at this moment, must be all too obvious."
A: "Wait what?"
SG: "The technology required to destroy the ship and arguably a planet is well within the means of even the smallest Phyle. It requires only the will to do so."
A: "So why do we have it then?!"
SG: "Well the whole idea of a doomsday weapons is to cause doomsday, you know. But we seem to be stuck with Phyles who entered this ship under the rather childish delusion that they were going to wipe out everyone else, and nobody was going to stop them. In recent years in half a dozen places, they have tested their rather naive theory. So it now be known that those that sowed the wind may reap the whirlwind. We might die but we shall take them with us. This is our purpose and we shall pursue it relentlessly."
A: "... Good Lord"
 
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