Picking up the Pieces

Freemanuncg · Jul 25, 2011

To: TFE
From: Fighter Squadron Epsilon

We know that your people put much importance on your place of birth. Do we understand that you intend to retake your capital of Paris through military assault?

If so we would be pleased to offer you air support from our powerful fighters.

To: Script Kiddies
From: Fighter Squadron Epsilon

We are seeking for allies to survive on this planet and we have heard of your prodigious skill with computer technology. We could provide your people with alien computer technology and hardware more resistant to attack.

To: Lemon Banana Shrimp
From: Fighter Squadron Epsilon

Are you the people asking for fish?

bestrfcplayer · Jul 25, 2011

To: Primm Central
From: SHEILD

So, is an alliance in order then???

Blaze Injun · Jul 25, 2011

Hey,

OOC
Which is correct?
To/ From or From/ To?

To: One Korea
From: Yankee Suns

Greeting to you, Rain & your One Korea. I'm overjoyed to hear from a member of
Time's Top 100 people of the year. Wait thats 2 years in a row. Congartz. The
Yankee Suns would gladly talk of death to the extraterrestrial devils. Got any ideas?
How about some talk on trade or maybe a little training for your gang. I'm sure you
can find something of value besides your glorious voice spreading the true word of Rainism.

Any info on local aliens would help. So far we have seen what the locals call Ukabu Ika
in Tokyo. Floating squid aliens. Can you believe that. F*%Kin floating squid. Anyway
send word on any thought on working together.

Signed: Black Jet Finnagin, Leader of The Yankee Suns

nk

Freemanuncg · Jul 25, 2011

The human child sat on the soft operating table there was no fear in the eyes of the child, only wonder. His parents stood huddled together clearly smelling of the terror they felt, yet they too looked upon their child with wonder in their eyes….

He had been dying, there was no doctor who could help the young boy, and the parents had watched in horror as their child withered and was dying before their eyes. They had come through the desert riding one of the strange metallic creatures that the doctor assumed they must have tamed. They had been on the way to a city which no longer existed, and they had been stopped at the thriving Nalese encampment.

The family had been brought into the sick bay and left alone with the alien doctor. With the universal translator set to the proper frequency the speech of the humans was understood by the Nalese medic. Their child was terminally ill, the doctor was horrified…

Disease? A cub dying so young? The doctor rubbed his paws together in an anxious gesture, and posed the dreadful question.

“How old is your cub?” Doctor Nermal asked.

“He is only seven years old, and he is dying they said there was nothing that they could do for him” the one who seemed to be male said sadly.

“He is so young, have the cub’s eyes even opened yet? How can he be dying?” Nermal said looking at the unconscious child upon the operating table.

The humans looked at the doctor slightly confused and said “Yes, he is seven. Is there no disease where you’re from?”

“I know very little of human physiology” Nermal confessed “and I know of only One disease”

“Is there nothing you can do for my son?” the mother pleaded

“There is nothing anyone can do… you must put your faith in the circle.” Doctor Nermal said

“What is the Circle?” the male asked heatedly “and what does it have to do with my son?”

“The Circle is all life in the universe and all that we know..” said Nermal.

“Are you a Doctor or a Priest?” the male said cutting him off.

Doctor Nermal looked at him for a moment with his head cocked to the side before saying “Both”

“Are you going to help my son or not?” asked the father.

“I told you there is nothing I can do but the Holy Disease can heal him” doctor Nermal said calmly wondering for a moment at the lives of these creatures. “the cub has contracted it already, it will not be long”

“What?!” the father said alarmed

“Do not Fear, the Holy Disease is a gift from the Circle” Nermal said.

The Holy Disease had spread throughout the galaxy for millions of years; the Circle spread it far and wide.

“The Holy Disease feeds upon other diseases and protects the body from attack by viruses. It spread through the horde thousands of years ago and we know no disease, the Holy Disease lies dormant in our systems ready to protect the body and mind.” Nermal paused “It should only be a few moments” but it seemed the humans were no longer listening they were staring past him.

“Mother?” the human child said.

The parent’s eyes were filled with wonder as their cub sat up and looked at the Nalese standing before him.

“Its ok sweetling” the mother said “he is a doctor, or a priest he has saved you”

“I did nothing of the sort” Nermal said turning and crouching to look into the large eyes of the human child. “The Holy Disease has healed you, you need never fear disease again young cub.” Nermal raised his paw and rubbed the head of the small human cub in a reassuring gesture.

Nermal was taken utterly by surprise when the human cub threw its small arms around him and squeezed him around the middle.

The small human looked up at Nermal and said “Are you from Space?”

Nermal smiled and said “Yes I am” and thinking he may as well do it properly added “I know how to fly space ships!”

The Humans rushed to their cub and embraced it in the same fashion that the cub had the doctor. Nermal smiled and gave them a moment to rejoice with their offspring.

Then he said “Colonel Simfasa will want to see you”

“Thank you Doctor” the humans said as they scurried through the doors of the sick bay.

"Go forth and spread the word of the Circle and the Holy Disease where ever you go." Nermal said as they left.

The humans walked down the hall the way they had came escorted by the large brilliantly orange Nalese who had brought them to the sick bay in the large downed space ship.

“How did you like Nermal?” the Orange Nalese asked them

“He… he was…” the human male stammered.

“I know exactly what you mean did he give you his Circle speech?” the Nalese asked

“Yes” the human said simply.

“Yea” the bright orange Nalese said chuckling, “Nermal is a bit intense, some times I just want to put him in a box and send him somewhere…”

SKILORD · Jul 25, 2011

I don’t think it makes a difference what order the from/to is in.

From: One Korea
To: Yankee Suns

When shall we retake Tokyo? There is a large group of Aliens near the former DMZ, most of them cyclopes, all of them heavily armed. We are familiar with these Ukabu Ika, they were all over Seoul, but we were able to repel them. They seem to have gone feral, and are not using their weapons effectively.

From: LA
To: Primm Central

Please send any troops or weapons you can find, many aliens have fled the coast, now is the time to smash the South Compton Coalition and re-establish order here.

From: LA
To: Primm Central

This is the South Compton Coalition, the city is jamming our communications, are you listeninh?

From: LA
To: All Rafiki Frequencies

This is the eighth Puumon Battalion, we are being held down in a human building known as Dodger's Stadium, can anyone assist?

From: US Missile Command
To: Primm Central

I respect your goals and would gladly pledge myself to your cause if your reputation were slightly better. Although you are respectable, I am unsure that your cause would be the most productive. As it is I will still provide any support you require.

From: Los Communado
To: The Vanguard

This is a group of Neter, we have joined with the locals together to worship the All Seeing Eye. It was our intention to reactivate the power plants here, but it appears that they are irreparably damaged. Our ships have been downed, and are not going anywhere. Are the Rafiki still in the area?

From: Taldykorgan
To: Omicron Wing

This is a group of Tourliski hiding out in the sewers of Taldkorgan, the humans brought down our ships, the engines cut out midair and we were required to use the escape pods at an extremely dangerous altitude. Many died. We are armed and prepared to fight for this city, but our numbers may be too few to succeed.

thomas.berubeg · Jul 25, 2011

To: The Vanguard
From: The Lilin

We are not in Central America, but are directly to the south. We need to help each other get off this Circle Forsaken Rock... and Uplift the humans on it, too.

bestrfcplayer · Jul 25, 2011

To: The Vanguard
From: SHEILD

You could just let us kill you to save you the trouble of leaving.

Seon · Jul 25, 2011

bestrfcplayer said:
To: The Vanguard
From: SHEILD

You could just let us kill you to save you the trouble of leaving.

Ah, a challenge. We will come for you.

bestrfcplayer · Jul 25, 2011

Seon said:
Ah, a challenge. We will come for you.

We'll be expecting you to give it your all.

Seon · Jul 25, 2011

SKILORD said:
From: Los Communado
To: The Vanguard

This is a group of Neter, we have joined with the locals together to worship the All Seeing Eye. It was our intention to reactivate the power plants here, but it appears that they are irreparably damaged. Our ships have been downed, and are not going anywhere. Are the Rafiki still in the area?

They are not, at least, to our knowledge.

bestrfcplayer · Jul 25, 2011

OOC: @ SKILORD: Is the All Seeing Eye a reference to LOTR???

SKILORD · Jul 25, 2011

More of a reference to this traditional human religious symbol, and the Neter's love of pyramid shaped things.

I liked the Hobbit, I found the other books tedious though, not a fan.

Omega124 · Jul 26, 2011

The farms established just out of the outskirts of Caen easily attracted people far and wide to the so-called "mythical safe haven". A place where food was guaranteed to be found was a great improvement over scavenging the remains of civilization. But farming took time, so only livestock was currently available.

This wasn't a bad thing per-se, but if the livestock were gone, than there would be no more food. Thus, many farmers are knowledgeable in arms, and have killed living beings (Livestock, you sadistic people). Thus, a lonely farmer looked out to the pastures, with a shotgun in hand.

He could see a couple of small specks out in the distance near the sheep. "Raiders", he thought, so the farmer pumped his shotgun and chased over to the sheep. There, he saw what appears to be a family of five looking hungrily, about to strike his precious livestock.

"HALT!", yelled the farmer. The kids, all young started scurrying over to their parents. The father swore and said, "Wir wollen keine Probleme. Können wir ein Schaf?". It like a foreign language to the farmer, for it was so. These people weren't even from France, and yet they feel like they're entitled to the Emperor's sheep? Bullcrap! But the wanderers took the silence as approval, and slowly approached the sheep. The farmer glared intensely at them, but he was ignored. They touched the ewe, and the father pulled out a knife.

The farmer had no difficulty unleashing the 12-Gauge out on him. His head exploded, sending chunks and blood everywhere. The mother and the kids ran away screaming bloody murder. Pump, and then the mother fell. Without missing once, the three kids, all female, were all killed. He sighed and pumped out the last shell, still having one left. The only regret? The fleece of the sheep was stained with their filthy blood. It will take hours cleaning that off.

---

The next day, he was called down to an empty, uninhabited building, now converted to a sort of meeting house. Guillaume wished to see him personally there. "Oh god, what did I do?", the farmer asked in a sarcastic tone. Guillaume said, “You killed five unarmed people without breaking a sweat or missing. Some people are calling you..., erm, whoever you are, psychotic. Thus, there is only one option left”. He paused, looking straight at the farmer in the eyes, and said, “I have to encourage you to enlist. Please do so. We need people like you down in Paris”. The farmer was completely shocked at this news. No punishment? Just a job offering? He nodded to the Emperor, who then nodded back. “Okay, all I need is your name, and you’ll be in La Grandé Armeé.

The farmer said, “I don’t have a name, remember? I have amnesia. Your scouts found me in a river one day, revived me, and handed me a spade.” Guillaume sternly stared at him, saying, “Now, we both know amnesia doesn’t work that way. That’s just anime logic. You will not be punished for what you did yesterday. I need your name just for the records.” Just then, a random person casually strolled by, saying, “Hey, Emperor, hey, Farmer. How’s this wonderful day treating you?”, and casually walked away. Guillaume facepalmed and said, “Alright, fine. You win. But calling a soldier “Farmer” is just weird. Can you just make up a name?”. The farmer looked to his side and said, “Hmm, X. My new name is X.” By now the Emperor was getting slightly annoyed. “Look, I know you were looking at that old SNES cartridge on that shelf over there. Yeah, “Mega Man X”. But I don’t care anymore. Welcome to the corps, Private X”. He then dismissed the new private and looked at the meeting room. There were shelves full of old, classic video games, and even some consoles and 3 TVs. Surprisingly, everything still worked once he turned on the generator. A plan hatched into his mind.

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Spoiler :

To: FSE
From: TFE

As much as we would love your help, we can’t for three reasons:

1. You are in Austrialia. We are in Europe. It’s a long way to France, and I don’t think you can reach us.

2. This city is very dear to us. From Notre Dame to the Eiffel Tower, these monuments are suffering neglect. We know you’re one of the finest pilots, but we can’t risk the possibility of further damage

3. We have nothing to give back in return. You would be risking the lives of your wingmen just so one random native nation can get a city back. We’ll feel very guilty about that.

SKILORD · Jul 26, 2011

European, African, Australian, and South American tech costs have been changed to reflect the promised local statistic bonuses or penalties. That was my bad. I'll stay on top of it now.

You can salvage teleporters but they are immobile and act like buildings. They can transport 1 unit a turn either to the teleporter or from the teleporter to anywhere else.

Omega124 · Jul 26, 2011

Do we need to dedicate, for example, one unit's worth of lazers to research them? Or simply having them is okay?

SKILORD · Jul 26, 2011

just having them is ok. You can use them on the turn you finish the research. If you invested enough or wrote an R&D story you could use them this turn, it is also likely that the Rouen faction would be willing to sell or trade technologies. Not just to you, but to anyone who was interested.

Blaze Injun · Jul 26, 2011

Hey,

To: One Korea
From: Yankee Suns

Tokyo?!? Just how would you be able to help in the retaking of Tokyo?
Do you have transportation? Anyway we have a different target in mind.

Signed: Black Jet Finnagin, Leader of The Yankee Suns

nk

Blaze Injun · Jul 26, 2011

Hey,

"You have to be kidding." Jet Finnagin moved closer to see how the device connected to the human arm. "This is the only way to get this weapon to work?"

"Yes Sir. In the simplest way I can explain. It seems that the aliens use a electrical charge generated by their cells. Human cells produce such a charge. But not in the amounts needed. Thats were this comes in." She held up a circular medal disk the size of a silver dollar. "With these implanted at locations along the spine & the arms within the body." Professor Peggy pointed at the bandaged spots on TSN01, Lt. Rose.

"So your saying that the disks collect & focuses the electrical charge to the hands powering the trigger of the laser." Jet smiled & winked at Professor Peggy. A tall, big breasted blond with thick glasses & a IQ of 196 under the Terman's classification. Who always wore a black lab coat, a pair of flash goggles around her neck & had taken to carrying a long Kanata.

"Lt. Rose here will hopefully be able to fire the weapon." She motioned Rose to stand & get dressed. Jet noted Rose's choice of black outlining her bright red lipstick'd lips. "But there are a few problems." She looked at her clipboard & pushed her glasses back up her nose. "The main problem is the trigger. The trigger design makes the use of both hands necessary to fire the weapon." She pointed to a blackboard with equations & a schematic of the alien trigger. Jet noted that the word smaller underlined.

"Lt Rose if you would please arm yourself and set up for the test." Professor Peggy put her clipboard down, turned framing her breast with her arms and showed the Vulcan hand sign with both hands. "My fingers are now divided into 4 groups of 2 fingers each." She lowered the little & ring finger of he left hand. "Now with just 3 groups of 2 fingers, can a human fire the laser. The amount of charge must be equal in each group." She turned motioning for Jet to follow. Up a flight of stairs & into a safety glassed observation room.

Professor Peggy turned on the sensor package recording the test. "Test number 19. The 3rd of March 2013. Ninth Attempt at firing the A.W.1." She hit the exterior speaker. "Ready when you are Lt. Rose."

Blaze Injun

SKILORD · Jul 27, 2011

Very nice R&D story Blaze, that's our first, I'm glad to see it.

@freeman: I very much like the holy disease bit, nice story element, neat overall thing. (R.I.P. .mpfree, 1987-2011, I'ma miss you buddy (although there are various personal reasons that the timing of that joke is tasteless)

@Omega: The thought of collateral damage hadn't occurred to me before, but I'm now very interested in it.

@people who seek clarification on aerial combat, and various forms of movement.

-Jets use fuel, like other human craft, they require 1 Fuel to cross a continental plate and 1 Fuel to begin their journey, but they can go anywhere with enough fuel.

-ET Fighters don't use fuel, like other alien craft, and so they can just fly around wherever.

-Neither of these craft can be used to transport salvage.

Spoiler :

Boundless · Jul 27, 2011

Posting for feedback as I'm very new to this, any help much appreciated!

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