Picking up the Pieces

SPeaking of which, I do but believe I should have a level 2 farm in my encampment :p.

Orders will be sent now.
 
Hey,

To: General Nedim "Paddy" Kahrimanović of Red Faction
From: The Yankee Suns


We have detailed Alien Laser Tech know how for trade or sale.

To: Cecil Rhodes III of DeBeers
From: The Yankee Suns


We have detailed Alien Laser Tech know how for trade or sale.



"Black Jet" Finnagin, Leader of The Yankee Suns.
 
Hey,

To: Sapporo Succubi
From: The Yankee Suns


Surrender? Should you even be asking that question. You are a lost & abandoned group of friendless aliens. Perhaps it would be better to look for friends or allies in this time of many perils & hardships.


"Black Jet" Finnagin, Leader of The Yankee Suns.
 
Orders Sent...

To ALL the Lost and Destitute of this planet!
We accept all. We will feed you, we will give you a place to live, we will find you gainful employment, and, best of all, we will love you. We will love you unconditionally. We are a place of refuge, of healing, of forgiveness.
Come one, come all!
 
The bubble of psychic energy rose from the river, encasing within the bubble of water a serene looking ancient dolphin. As the bubble drifted towards the shore, dripping water in a rhythmic, calming tempo, a crowd gathered expectantly at the shore of the Amazon. Succubi, Human, Leelah, (though the difference was blurring in recent days with the decision to create a true Lilin species through genetic modification of the population into one race with the beneficial characteristics of all the participant species) gathered at the river shore to listen to the Venerable Dolphin Teacher.

“Ah, friends. It gives my old heart much joy to see that you have all gathered yet again to listen to the ramblings of an old Dolphin like me! Ecstasy bless me, you are all such a good crowd. Where did I finish yesterday?”

“You were explaining to us just what the circle is!” a young child in the front of the crowd called out.

“Ah, yes, Perhaps you, my young friend, can tell us what the circle is?” The dolphin asked, with a soft chuckle.

“Well, you were saying that it was impossible to truly describe the circle. You said that it was life, and death, that It is everything around us, and is us, the air we breathe, the food we eat, the dreams we have at night. You said that nobody could truly explain the circle, nobody could tell another what the circle is.”

“Yes, yes, very true. The circle is unfathomable, and yet an ever present aspect of all our lives.”

“So, the Circle is God?”

“By God, you mean an entity in the sky, watching, Benevolent, omnipotent, omnipresent? Not at all. The circle is not a being! The circle is… Oneness with everything, communion with the eternal, both knowledge and oblivion. “

“And how does one “commune” with the circle?”

“By the best possible way. By the completion of the circle, by the beginning of a new circle! By the act of procreation. The pleasure there… is the best means of communing with the Absolute. I am tired, now. I’ll see you all tomorrow, I hope.”

And with that, the bubble slipped softly back beneath the waves.
 
Orders on their way this minute!
 
Shrimpies orders sent :)
 
Hey,

To: Cecil Rhodes III of DeBeers
From: The Yankee Suns


We'll take the 1 Eco point this turn for the Alien Laser Tech.


"Black Jet" Finnagin, Leader of The Yankee Suns.


OOC @SKILORD

Please use this point to pay for my 5 troops 1 eco point upkeep if that is needed. If not bank.


Blaze Injun
 
5 troops isn't enough to require upkeep, if you had 6, yes, upkeep. But 5 is all clear.

I still need orders from the Europeans and from SHIELD, but I think I have everything else. If I had the update done before Saturday I would probably post it, but if that doesn't happen I'm giving those three until Saturday to send their orders.
 
Hey,

To: Cecil Rhodes III of DeBeers
From: The Yankee Suns


We'll take the 1 Eco point this turn for the Alien Laser Tech.
@SKILORD: Replace my laser research with this, and spend saved EP on researching hyperspanner. Sorry for the last-minute edit.
 
He hefted the device with one hand while walking down the long corridor. Such a strange device, lighter than it should be, but stronger than the diamonds that used to consume his world. It seemed to hum, but the acoustic sensors didn't pick up a thing.

He passed by the cells, some full, some empty. A few bloody with strange alien hues, like a Jackson Pollock in shades of blood. Cecil ignored the few Rafiki he'd managed to capture alive - they were too proud to help a human. He passed by the single feathered Nitro in its reinforced shackles - they were far too dangerous to approach unarmed. He passed by the sycophantic Neter guards, they were too eager to please to be honest. At the end of the converted mineshaft, he came to a well-appointed cell, furnished with overstuffed furniture and what looked like a 10-foot scratching post, and the lone Nalese within.

"Yesss, Cessil? Hhhave you come to barter again?"

"Not just barter this time, Mittens. My scientists are overworked, and you've been a model citizen. I think you know the realities of our mutual situation as well as anyone, and I'm willing to offer you limited freedom and a place on our science team. In return, you have to help me with this." Cecil passed the hyperspanner through the bars.

"Yesss, I know thisss, and I will help. It will be good to ssstretch in the sssun again."
 
“This thing is so primitive! Wheeled Weapons of war? That’s so crude!” The Lillin officer glanced at another lillin, differentiable as having been once human only by the darkness of his hair.

“Well, to be honest, it was the best we had. Anything NOT wheeled was beyond our technological methods.”

“What about those ‘Helicopters?’ aren’t those weapons of war?”

“True, but those require much more training than this thing. And they work on the same principle of burning fuels as the tank.”

“Well, then… We need to learn how to use this. Until we can get some proper modern tech working again.”

“Well… First, we’re not going to drive the tank. We need to know you can use basic driving technology. For that, we’ll be practicing on this.” The Lillin pointed at a bright, yellow backhoe. “That’s First.”



OOC: Looking forward to the update
 
Skilord, mind changing my Race to lillin? (we're not really succubi anymore... we're something better)
 
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