Tani Coyote
Son of Huehuecoyotl
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I believe I have everyone so ORDAIRZ LOCKED.
Let us get this show on the road!
Let us get this show on the road!
The Universe Game
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Tani Coyote
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Black Ops
2 steal Soviet plans - failure
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XONES:
July 1st, 1 AX. That's Anno XONES, "Year of our Most Powerful, Most Beautiful, Most Brilliant, Most Glorious Overlord" for those who aren't aware.
Basic overview: Nothing much of interest happened. SODS and Citadel are the world's most powerful economies but have very weak militaries. There is no clear leader in the military field either; Torino is ahead of others by but a hair.
In more interesting news, I have decided to dub this planet the Intergalactic Landfill for a few months!
I'm invading some far off world (Moby's Ass or something like that) you see, and to sabotage the leading country's economic base I teleported a large degree of the industrial waste into the oceans around you. XONES, Inc. is not responsible for any illnesses or mutation of your children that may occur due to contact with the contaminated water.
You can see this exquisite souvenir I got from there, though!
2 steal Soviet plans - failure
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XONES:
July 1st, 1 AX. That's Anno XONES, "Year of our Most Powerful, Most Beautiful, Most Brilliant, Most Glorious Overlord" for those who aren't aware.
Basic overview: Nothing much of interest happened. SODS and Citadel are the world's most powerful economies but have very weak militaries. There is no clear leader in the military field either; Torino is ahead of others by but a hair.
In more interesting news, I have decided to dub this planet the Intergalactic Landfill for a few months!
I'm invading some far off world (Moby's Ass or something like that) you see, and to sabotage the leading country's economic base I teleported a large degree of the industrial waste into the oceans around you. XONES, Inc. is not responsible for any illnesses or mutation of your children that may occur due to contact with the contaminated water.
You can see this exquisite souvenir I got from there, though!
Patriotic_Fool
The Mitt ©
Yo im missing a territory dood.
GenMarshall
High Elven ISB Capt & Ghost Agent
Republic of Solitude Budget Fiscal Calender 34:1:1 GrS
Starting Income: 41
Army: 1 (@5) 5
Air Force: 0 (@5) 0
Total Armed Forces: 5
Industry: 25
* Black Budget: 10
Banking: 1
Total Investments: 36
Total Expenses: 41
* Details between player and GM
Claims:
The Numenorians wonder when the world will actually expand. 
GenMarshall
High Elven ISB Capt & Ghost Agent
When XONES stop making it's world a personal trash heap.The Numenorians wonder when the world will actually expand.
Patchy
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The sighting of large amounts of industrial waste into the oceans immediately put the Citadel into a state of emergency as the evacuated the Hanar from the water along with some of the new pods.
Jarlan "This emergency council session is now brought to deal with the destruction of the surrounding oceans. Councilman Olonas can you please tell us the current situation?"
The Hanar councilman moved forward "The latest information this one has revived indicates that nearly all of the Hanar were evacuated safely from the oceans. This one believes that we may have just seen the most incompetent attempt at xenocide in the last millennial, XENOS must have known that we Hanar are fully capable of living on land when the situation requires it."
Krau "Maybe that monster was just trying to inconvinence us? Spirits know what is going through his head."
Olonas "Be that as it may the situation has been handled, we might be experiencing some overcrowding on the islands for the moment but it will settle down as the Hanar are given semi-permanent residents. We can only hope that the waters will clear up eventually."
Jarlan "Indeed."
Citadel Budget: 44g
Industry 30g
Armadas: 10g
AF R&D: 4g
all spies on counter espionage.
Jarlan "This emergency council session is now brought to deal with the destruction of the surrounding oceans. Councilman Olonas can you please tell us the current situation?"
The Hanar councilman moved forward "The latest information this one has revived indicates that nearly all of the Hanar were evacuated safely from the oceans. This one believes that we may have just seen the most incompetent attempt at xenocide in the last millennial, XENOS must have known that we Hanar are fully capable of living on land when the situation requires it."
Krau "Maybe that monster was just trying to inconvinence us? Spirits know what is going through his head."
Olonas "Be that as it may the situation has been handled, we might be experiencing some overcrowding on the islands for the moment but it will settle down as the Hanar are given semi-permanent residents. We can only hope that the waters will clear up eventually."
Jarlan "Indeed."
Citadel Budget: 44g
Industry 30g
Armadas: 10g
AF R&D: 4g
all spies on counter espionage.
Tani Coyote
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One Territory is now disputed between Osmow and USSR.
A gigantic apple core has crash landed in a neutral zone between Solitude and Numenor. Nobody was hurt, but it is nonetheless rather shocking.
XONES' sole warning was "Sorry! Butter fingers" a picosecond before the core hit the ground. He says he's recently discovered the lusciousness of apples and as such, can't help but eat a lot of them.
A gigantic apple core has crash landed in a neutral zone between Solitude and Numenor. Nobody was hurt, but it is nonetheless rather shocking.
XONES' sole warning was "Sorry! Butter fingers" a picosecond before the core hit the ground. He says he's recently discovered the lusciousness of apples and as such, can't help but eat a lot of them.
Optimus grimaced as another volley of plasma cannon fire hailed upon the failing shields of the Ark, the last Autobot ship to depart from the dying world of Cybertron. After they had spent most of their energy blasting through their solar systems asteroid field (which Megatron had cunningly magnetized in order to delay his enemies escape), the flagship of the Deceptacons, Nemesis, enacted an ambush. The Ark had barely escaped, and the Autobots thought themselves safe enough to begin repairs on the dark side of a moon hundreds of light years away in an uncharted system when Nemisis seemingly materialized a mere parsec away and begun firing upon the Ark once again. Obviously, the Decepticons had planted a tracer on the ship, and the only way to survive was to fight.
The few Autobot seekers still alive transformed into their jet modes and flanked Nemesis while the Ark flew at it head on, autolasers firing at will, but it was obvious who would win the fight if conventional tactics were all the Autobots had up their sleeve. Fortunately, Optimus Prime was not only an excellent fight, but a superb leader. Knowing the Ark could only take a few volleys from Nemesis, he ordered his men to make to ram the Decepticon ship in the largest game of chicken the universe had ever seen. Knowing his opponent would know that Optimus would never actually ram his ship and potentially endanger the lives of his crew, he had the Ark fly under the turning enemy ship, jettison the now-full escape pods, and lead a small boarding party with the strongest Autobots, supported by the remaining seekers. Meanwhile, with the Decepticons distracted by the boarding party, the autopilot in the Ark (which was miraculously still able to fly), came about and rammed the Nemesis right in the bridge. Thus came the moment he had been most counting on - Starscream, Megatrons always-treacherous and rather cowardly lieutenant, believing Megs to be dead and the battle to be lost, ordered the Decepticons to board their own escape pods and flee the ship. With few Cons actually fighting back, Optimus and his men were able to completely disable Nemesis by destroying its generators. Thus the entire ship with the most important Transformers of both sides began to fall to the surface of the mysterious planet below.
Meanwhile, already on the planet, the several Autobots were emptying their escape pods and gathering around the one best left to handle the situation - Grimlock, the leader of the Dinobots, an elite team of Autobots who were inexplicably able to transform into dinosaurs. Thus Grimlock spoke: Me, Grimlock, not sure what place we at, but me, Grimlock, am now King of Autobots so it not matter. Grimlock, master wordsmith, then began to reunite the scattered Transformers under his banner indefinitely... or at least until Optimus showed up, wherever he might be. Later on that day, some Transformers claimed to see two flaming comet fall from space, but as they landed on the other side of an ocean, and there were plenty of Autobots in stasis elsewhere on the continent, it would have to wait.
The few Autobot seekers still alive transformed into their jet modes and flanked Nemesis while the Ark flew at it head on, autolasers firing at will, but it was obvious who would win the fight if conventional tactics were all the Autobots had up their sleeve. Fortunately, Optimus Prime was not only an excellent fight, but a superb leader. Knowing the Ark could only take a few volleys from Nemesis, he ordered his men to make to ram the Decepticon ship in the largest game of chicken the universe had ever seen. Knowing his opponent would know that Optimus would never actually ram his ship and potentially endanger the lives of his crew, he had the Ark fly under the turning enemy ship, jettison the now-full escape pods, and lead a small boarding party with the strongest Autobots, supported by the remaining seekers. Meanwhile, with the Decepticons distracted by the boarding party, the autopilot in the Ark (which was miraculously still able to fly), came about and rammed the Nemesis right in the bridge. Thus came the moment he had been most counting on - Starscream, Megatrons always-treacherous and rather cowardly lieutenant, believing Megs to be dead and the battle to be lost, ordered the Decepticons to board their own escape pods and flee the ship. With few Cons actually fighting back, Optimus and his men were able to completely disable Nemesis by destroying its generators. Thus the entire ship with the most important Transformers of both sides began to fall to the surface of the mysterious planet below.
Meanwhile, already on the planet, the several Autobots were emptying their escape pods and gathering around the one best left to handle the situation - Grimlock, the leader of the Dinobots, an elite team of Autobots who were inexplicably able to transform into dinosaurs. Thus Grimlock spoke: Me, Grimlock, not sure what place we at, but me, Grimlock, am now King of Autobots so it not matter. Grimlock, master wordsmith, then began to reunite the scattered Transformers under his banner indefinitely... or at least until Optimus showed up, wherever he might be. Later on that day, some Transformers claimed to see two flaming comet fall from space, but as they landed on the other side of an ocean, and there were plenty of Autobots in stasis elsewhere on the continent, it would have to wait.
GenMarshall
High Elven ISB Capt & Ghost Agent
Solitude, Shoreline Beach
35:8:8 GrS
The 25th Patrol Platoon were out on a patrol exercise on the shores of Solitude's beaches, testing out the newest T45b power armors that were just released by defense contractor Republic Dynamics. They noticed the waters were showing a sickly greenish brown color. Sergent McGrey took noticed of the toxic material that was bubbling towards the shore.
"So, this XONES is treating this planet like their personal trash heap." Sgt McGrey stated with disgust looking at the water "It's like he's trying to wipe out the nations on this planet."
The corporal in the new T45b Power Armor approached to the waters to take a closer look "Well, it's a good thing that Republic Dynamics have started to produce these power armors to shield us from this toxic crap."
"The SEPA (Solitude Environmental Protection Agency) should defiantly take head of this."
The 25th Patrol Platoon continue onwards down the shoreline to take note of the trash that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Solitude Purifier Plant
A Few Hours Later
The reports from the 25th Patrol Platoon reached the desks of the Solitude Environmental Protection Agency. The director of the SEPA reads through the reports compiled by Sgt. McGrey. "Brownish-Green waters bubbling up from the black oceans. Private Tim reported from his power armor suit that the waters have contents of industrial wastes and trace amounts of radioactive and carcinogen particulates." The director slams the folder on his desk and swiftly stood up from his desk "My God, this XONES is turning this planet into his own personal trash heap." He then turn towards his deputy director of the SEPA and orders him to issue an emergency statement "Were going to have to inform that people of the Solitude Republics that the ocean waters are heavily contaminated and to avoid any contact with the ocean waters. I'm placing the seas on quarantine notice."
"At once"
The director of the SEPA walked down the hallway to the exit of the building to drive down to the Solitude Purifying Plant to oversea development of the plant. The plant was designed to purify the blackened water that occurred in the previous months, now has a new mission. To purify the waters that XONES has polluted. Fifteen minutes later, he arrived to the Solitude Purifying Plant. With Sgt. McGrey's reports circling throughout the Department of Defense, the director noticed Republic Army soldiers and Naval engineers in their hazmat outfits guarding the facility. The director presented his credentials and approached the overseer of the facility.
"I trust you've overheard the situation that has transpired earlier"
Commander Maxium nodded "Yes, It's an unfortunate to learn that XONES's dumping of industrial wastes into the seas just to smite SUDS and the Citadel Republics and making this planet his own personal trash heap. Fortunately, we've gone ahead of schedule to have this plant operating within the hour." The naval commander turns to face the control panel of the purifier "Its fortunately we've started constructing this plant since the seas were mysteriously blackened a couple of months ago." then faces the director of the SEPA. "I take it you've made a global announcement that the seas are to be quarantined until further notice."
"Yes I have, I've also made a report to Ms. Antilles to declare the shores of Solitude Republics a state emergency and to avoid the oceans at all cost."
"Given that she's on her way on Air Force One to the Citadel Repubics, I'm sure with their Hanar population that we could share our knowledge of the purifier to them."
The Citadel, Citadel Republics
35:8:9 GrS
Air Force One, a sleek B2001SST (OOC: A civilian variant of the SSV-Normandy) docked in the Citadel's terminals. President Hanna Antillies, along with an appointed ambassador for their embassy in the Citadel as well as a Senator from Rorikstead and General of the Air Force Edwards. Initially, the visit was centered around welcoming the Citadel Republics and accepting their proposal of a non-aggression treaty (After being approved unanimously by congress). With the situation revolving the toxification of the seas and Hanna being informed that the purifier in Solitude is up and running, it soon evolved into an exchange of knowledge.
Hanna and her entourage disembarked Air Force One and onto the Citadel to meet with the leaders of the Citadel Republics. Since Hanna has already been exposed to non-humans during the Old Republic era, were used to seeing the various species in the Citadel Republics. After a lengthy wait to meet the council, Hanna addressed the council members of the Solitude Republic's response of the proposal of a non-aggression treaty and a a gift of the knowledge of the Republic's water purifier technologies.
President Antilles then addresses the Citadel Council "Councilmen, after a unanimous approval from our legislature, the Congress of Solitude. The Solitude Republic accepts the proposal for a Non-Aggression Treaty with the Citadel Republics." Soon, President Antilles and Councilman Olonas signed the treaty. "There is also another issue that has been brought to our attention."
"Oh, what is it President Antilles"
"As you know, the seas have been polluted by the XONES with industrial and toxic wastes. Not only would it effect the Republic of Solitude, but also our neighbors aboard. We've been in development of a water purifier system for a couple of months now. Utilizing the GECK that was issued to us during our refugee trek from the Galactic Empire of Emperor Palpatine, shoud we ever find ourselves stranded in an inhospidable planet."
The Senator from Rorikstead added more details about the device "The G.E.C.K., short for Garden of Eden Creation Kit, is a terraforming device to make an inhospitable area into a livable area. Our scientists have dissembled the kit to reverse engineer it to be used in our purifier system. We initially started this project when the seas turned black for some reason. The goal of the system that we've developed is to turn dirty, irradiated, and polluted water into fresh drinkable, and for the Hanar, livable, water."
"As a gesture of our good will, we offer our knowledge on water purification as well as invite you to visit Solitude to view the Water Purifier Plant to see it's working operation."
"We'll, put it to a thought. President Antilles" said Olonas
Air Force Bombing Rage, Forgotten Vale
35:9:10 GrS
In the cold plains of the Forgotten Vale, the CEO of the defense contractor Republic Dynamics and flanked by four Generals from the Republic Air Force bore witness of an exercise of the Republic's B-100 Spacefortress Starbomber and F-20 "Foo Fighter" Starfigther.
"Target approaching in ten."
"Open bomb bay doors"
"Paveway IIs, armed and targeting"
"Five"
"Zero"
"Bombs away!!"
The B-100 approached it's target and dropped it's playload onto it's designated target marked out on the bombing range. The "Foo Fighters" escorting the bomber bore witness of the bombs making their mark. Then the small squadron took a turn to fly over the audience booth.
"As you can see, the B-100 is a militarized variant of the civil B2001SST airliner. Taking the concepts of the American B-1 Lancer bomber to make it an effective space bomber. The two F-20s should be able to replace our aging Z-95 headhunter starfighters." Said the CEO of Republic Dynamics. "Additionally, the F-20 is billed as a joint forces fighter, suitable for both the Air Force and the Navy."
"So how long are they going to be in production?" Asked General Kline
"Within a week sir."
"Good, I'd like to order a couple now and then some more by the end of the year."
Diplomacy Summary:
The Republic of Solitude accepts the offer of a non-aggression treaty by the Citadel Republics
As a token of our goodwill, we offer the Citadel Republics to work together to work on the water purification system
Patriotic_Fool
The Mitt ©
I, Premier Stalin of the USSR, am now demanding in a rage filled voice that you hand over my rightful, sovereign USSR territory pronto. DO ET..
Please :3
Please :3
Patchy
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Voulus ambassador: "The Citadel *breath* is thankful that you accepted *breath* our treaty. We would also like to take up your offer on working on a *breath* joint-water purification program."
OOC: Wow, what game and mod are you using for the pics? Or is it just Photoshop?
OOC: Wow, what game and mod are you using for the pics? Or is it just Photoshop?
Tani Coyote
Son of Huehuecoyotl
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XONES is disappointed no one has taken interest in the Apple Core Meteorite. He was hoping that someone would want to capture it and preserve it for museum use!
CivG likes to play with GMOD.
GenMarshall
High Elven ISB Capt & Ghost Agent
OOC: Garry's Mod
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The population of the Hive had grown to the point that the Overmind was beginning to resemble its' pre-relocation self. The moment XONES poisoned the seas the Overmind recognised the danger. A flaring of synapses throughout the Hive sent a compulsion to a geneticist worker in hive 24, many miles inland. Immediately it turned to a computer terminal, its' current task of analysing the DNA of native flora forgotten, and pulled up the genetic codes of recently laid eggs - examining them for the required traits.
At the same time labourers were loading samples of the tainted water for transport to the laboratories of the geneticist and a chemist in hive 3 for testing and analysis.
The geneticist's innate knowledge was lacking in certain areas causing three more geneticists across the Hive to begin collaborating. With their assistance a shortlist of eggs was drawn up and as details of the sample began to be relayed from the chemist the list became shorter, eventually being reduced to three by the time the chemical analysis was complete.
The three eggs were quickly delivered to the nearest genetics labs, bringing the users of the labs into the collaboration. Necessary modifications to the gene sequences were drawn up and retroviral delivery vectors were synthesised.
Once everything was ready the shells were removed and the embryos injected with their tailored retroviruses before being placed into accelerated maturation tanks. The accelerated growth would reduce the subjects lifespans considerably so tissue samples were taken to allow cloning if required.
Nurses converged on the labs to take care of the needs of the hatchlings, quickly growing into full fledged Queens. The first egg was laid within 72 hours of the Queen being placed in the tank, due to the accelerated growth encoded into its' DNA it hatched within a day.
The new hatchling was theoretically a worker although no one would recognise it as such. All of its' limbs were flippers, its' head and body were highly streamlined and its' mouth was wide and gilled. Internally nearly all its' organs had been repurposed and were completely unrecognisable. The hatchling was checked over quickly before being unceremoniously dumped into a tank filled with tainted sea water. It immediately went to work drawing in the foul brine and allowing its' specialised digestive and circulatory systems to filter out the toxins before excreting those elements safe to the Hive, and most other carbon based life forms.
It took some time but eventually the tank was defouled and the hatchling, having completed its' task came to the surface and died, allowing the Hive to harvest any useful elements stored within its' tissues. In the same time the first specimens from the other gene-lines were hatched and tested and with all three lines deemed to be a success the three Queens were moved, with the usual difficulties in relocating mature Queens, to coastal hives so the eggs could be immediately placed in the sea so as not to waste any of the hatchlings short lives in transit.
The entire process took less than two weeks.
At the same time labourers were loading samples of the tainted water for transport to the laboratories of the geneticist and a chemist in hive 3 for testing and analysis.
The geneticist's innate knowledge was lacking in certain areas causing three more geneticists across the Hive to begin collaborating. With their assistance a shortlist of eggs was drawn up and as details of the sample began to be relayed from the chemist the list became shorter, eventually being reduced to three by the time the chemical analysis was complete.
The three eggs were quickly delivered to the nearest genetics labs, bringing the users of the labs into the collaboration. Necessary modifications to the gene sequences were drawn up and retroviral delivery vectors were synthesised.
Once everything was ready the shells were removed and the embryos injected with their tailored retroviruses before being placed into accelerated maturation tanks. The accelerated growth would reduce the subjects lifespans considerably so tissue samples were taken to allow cloning if required.
Nurses converged on the labs to take care of the needs of the hatchlings, quickly growing into full fledged Queens. The first egg was laid within 72 hours of the Queen being placed in the tank, due to the accelerated growth encoded into its' DNA it hatched within a day.
The new hatchling was theoretically a worker although no one would recognise it as such. All of its' limbs were flippers, its' head and body were highly streamlined and its' mouth was wide and gilled. Internally nearly all its' organs had been repurposed and were completely unrecognisable. The hatchling was checked over quickly before being unceremoniously dumped into a tank filled with tainted sea water. It immediately went to work drawing in the foul brine and allowing its' specialised digestive and circulatory systems to filter out the toxins before excreting those elements safe to the Hive, and most other carbon based life forms.
It took some time but eventually the tank was defouled and the hatchling, having completed its' task came to the surface and died, allowing the Hive to harvest any useful elements stored within its' tissues. In the same time the first specimens from the other gene-lines were hatched and tested and with all three lines deemed to be a success the three Queens were moved, with the usual difficulties in relocating mature Queens, to coastal hives so the eggs could be immediately placed in the sea so as not to waste any of the hatchlings short lives in transit.
The entire process took less than two weeks.
