ZPNES in space...
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Naaru Continuum
Symbol/icon/flag of empire: http://www.wowwiki.com/images/c/cd/Naaru.jpg
Colour scheme: some sort of purple or white
Type of starting planet: Green
Name of starting planet: Tempest Keep
Initial spend orders:
Factory
Defenses
Explore Ship
Symbol/icon/flag of empire: http://www.wowwiki.com/images/c/cd/Naaru.jpg
Colour scheme: some sort of purple or white
Type of starting planet: Green
Name of starting planet: Tempest Keep
Initial spend orders:
Factory
Defenses
Explore Ship
Daftpanzer
canonically ambiguous
@Dreadnaught, thanks for joining with the The Throne of Lies. Three warships it will be 
@#1 Person, i really like the names for the warships!
@Lord_Iggy, Stories count, i appreciate anyone taking the time to write stuff for this, so i am more generous towards you with random stuff
also the materials were banked, Penguiska now has 11 minerals, which is enough for two things (and 1 point left over).
edit:
Thanks Warman, i'll add your empire, but i cant see the pic
@#1 Person, i really like the names for the warships!
@Lord_Iggy, Stories count, i appreciate anyone taking the time to write stuff for this, so i am more generous towards you with random stuff
also the materials were banked, Penguiska now has 11 minerals, which is enough for two things (and 1 point left over).
edit:
Thanks Warman, i'll add your empire, but i cant see the pic
Daftpanzer
canonically ambiguous
Semi-Update 3.5
Throne of Lies and the Naaru Continuum activate galactic subspace hypersplicers and come into contact.
The galaxy notes with alarm that The Thone of Lies has already assembled a fleet of three warships, more than anyone else so far.
Note: added the new civs with 1 turn's production.
@Warman17, i finally see that picture now, very nice Is it from a computer game? Anyways, it will feature in the map next time.
Throne of Lies and the Naaru Continuum activate galactic subspace hypersplicers and come into contact.
The galaxy notes with alarm that The Thone of Lies has already assembled a fleet of three warships, more than anyone else so far.
Note: added the new civs with 1 turn's production.
@Warman17, i finally see that picture now, very nice
Is it from a computer game? Anyways, it will feature in the map next time.
~Darkening~
Weep, Mother.
"Ma'am....I think we have a slight problem." The nun said, bowing slightly towards the ground, the edges of her habit gracing the stone floor.
"Don't tell me......" The old lady sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Did those idiots actually forget to stock the toilet paper when it was on sale?"
"No- We're covered for the rest of the year!" The younger nun exclaimed- receiving a sigh of relief from the Head Nun. "Its another problem!"
"What now?" The old lady laughed. "Let me guess- those fruity cows are back, aren't they!" She said, laughing and joking. She stopped laughing as the younger nun kept the serious look on her face. "Oh crap..........Oh well, I guess it'll be steak for dinner tonight! Order the defesnive forces to keep a lookout for all bovines, and get me a nice 20 oz!"
The younger nun bowed before exiting the room- work (and dinner) was to be done.
"...and that's why Qymaen jai Sheelal is an inspiration to us all." concluded Tekk.
Trik snorted in his sleep and slid over further on the chair. Tekk glared at him.
"You sure you're not biased- at all?" asked Gris.
"That's cyborg profiling, you obsolete anarchist."
"Anarchist? I just happen to like bandanas and going solo in dangerous missions. Anyway, Grievous wasn't that great anyway. Obi-Wan killed him with only one lightsaber."
"He was much better-depicted in the animated series. I don't view that death scene as canonical."
"Not canonical? It was one of the movies in the trilogy that that series was based off! Directed by Lucas even."
Tekk sank into a sullen silence.
Suddenly, Trik leapt up.
"Do you realize the time?"
"Did you?"
"I believe that I was sleeping."
Tekk's eye twitched slightly.
"Why'd you ask though?" asked Gris.
"While he was rambling on about some talking lizard who got blown up, I think we just missed... 1 1/2 updates."
"He's not just a talking lizard, you overpromoted miscreant. I don't think you would have been able to execute such brilliant campaigns as him. For that matter have you ever even commanded a-"
"Enough." groaned Gris, rolling his eyes.
"It doesn't even matter much. We saved our income from the last turn...s. We can build extra stuff now. You can even start building a navy, Admiral."
Tekk then proceeded to hop around and clap his flipper and claw together. This may have been considered an act of mockery had it not been for the fact that Admiral Trik had begun to do the same thing at the same time. The two penguins paused, stared at each other, then at Gris, who was looking at them with an odd sideways look.
"Alright then..." muttered Gris, "I'll be in the... lab I guess."
Gris jumped away. Trik and Tekk went back to glaring at each other menacingly.
Trik snorted in his sleep and slid over further on the chair. Tekk glared at him.
"You sure you're not biased- at all?" asked Gris.
"That's cyborg profiling, you obsolete anarchist."
"Anarchist? I just happen to like bandanas and going solo in dangerous missions. Anyway, Grievous wasn't that great anyway. Obi-Wan killed him with only one lightsaber."
"He was much better-depicted in the animated series. I don't view that death scene as canonical."
"Not canonical? It was one of the movies in the trilogy that that series was based off! Directed by Lucas even."
Tekk sank into a sullen silence.
Suddenly, Trik leapt up.
"Do you realize the time?"
"Did you?"
"I believe that I was sleeping."
Tekk's eye twitched slightly.
"Why'd you ask though?" asked Gris.
"While he was rambling on about some talking lizard who got blown up, I think we just missed... 1 1/2 updates."
"He's not just a talking lizard, you overpromoted miscreant. I don't think you would have been able to execute such brilliant campaigns as him. For that matter have you ever even commanded a-"
"Enough." groaned Gris, rolling his eyes.
"It doesn't even matter much. We saved our income from the last turn...s. We can build extra stuff now. You can even start building a navy, Admiral."
Tekk then proceeded to hop around and clap his flipper and claw together. This may have been considered an act of mockery had it not been for the fact that Admiral Trik had begun to do the same thing at the same time. The two penguins paused, stared at each other, then at Gris, who was looking at them with an odd sideways look.
"Alright then..." muttered Gris, "I'll be in the... lab I guess."
Gris jumped away. Trik and Tekk went back to glaring at each other menacingly.
~Darkening~ said:
But it's Lent! Well, not really but still...
My own story.
The FJE Fagfy floated in the black darkness of space. Purple Juppie's (strangely) green form showed the only light that didn't come from stars, or the Fagfy, or... well, you get the point.
"So what the heck does Fagfy mean? Sounds bleedin' rude." The utterance came from none other than the resident banana worshipper, rather unaptly named Lemonhead.
"Isn't it obvious, you silly Lemon-thingie? You're the silly captain of this mighty cool vessel. FJE stands for Fruity Juicy Explorer. And Fagfy? Well, that's a mighty sweet acronym for Fruits are good for you - they are for the record.
*SHAMELESS MARKETING* Fruits and veges are your friends - eat at least 5 servings a day!
So anyway, that's the story behind the name!"
Lemonhead looked around, "who was that?"
"It's me! BananaLee! Your greatest God - in case you haven't noticed that's the reason why your symbol is a giant bunch of bananas.."
"Oh, I always thought it was some form of innuendo or something..."
"What makes you think it isn't? Anyway, I'm here to give you a message from none other than myself!"
Silence. Lemonhead wasn't impressed with this BananaLee god of his. He sounded much more like a 20-year old university student rather than a.. what the heck was oo-ni-ver-city? How did I come up with that term? Again, Lemonhead shrugged. He had a lot of strange terms coming into his head nowadays - part of him blamed the post-8pm television shows. Still, the god was silent. Maybe he wanted an answer, "So wha-"
"No interruptions! I want you to go out and explore. Find a pretty green or red planet we can colonise - or something. Purple Juppie will have a baby boom, and I want those babies to *not* boom themselves. Find a nice fertile planet - or I'll take your lemons off..."
Under the threat of losing his fruits, Lemonhead gulped and ran to do his duty.
tossi
Der kleine Prinz
Illu-Kazhr Orders:
-build defences on Jezbel
-build defences on Jezbel
~Darkening~
Weep, Mother.
Orders:
-Dunno- maybe build some ships ;]?
- Fry any cows that attempt an attack on the planet.
- Have fun and grow rich(er).
-Dunno- maybe build some ships ;]?
- Fry any cows that attempt an attack on the planet.
- Have fun and grow rich(er).
"Okay guys, some rules I've set out. Tekk- despite what the Admiral may say about Grievous, you have no right to blast him with your laser. Furthermore, you probably should have mentioned that was a laser before it came to this. Trik- no biting. Seriously, you could have just stunned him or something. That was just downright primitive."
Tekk sat sullenly scowling at Trik. Trik was cradling his right flipper and fuming.
"In more positive news, we have all that overflow income to spend."
"How do you get that?" asked Trik.
"Overflow. We didn't spend it last turn."
"Huh? Doesn't that just disappear then?"
"Your spending too much time in the dasNESverses. Anyway, to business."
"We should build defensive systems on Penguinska."
"Sorry, Tekk, we're out of room."
"What the heck do you mean, we're out of room. Look over there! We have only three buildings and some penguins on this planet!"
"I don't get it either. But for some reason every building we attempt to build disappears into its component materials."
"Then why don't we make it all out of a single material?" asked Trik.
"Good thinking. I'll bring that up at the next planner's meeting."
"This is the planners meeting."
"Hmm... well, I'll bring it up with Daftpanzer sometime then. Anyway, we have space for defenses on Unnamed Grey Planet-"
"That name's horrible", interrupted Trik, "Let's name it now."
"Okay, Grisplanet?"
"Nah, I prefer Trikland."
"Tekkworld."
"Draw straws?"
"No, rock-paper-scissors is a much better way to decide."
"It would be, but we don't have fingers."
"I do." said Tekk, wiggling his robotic digits.
"That doesn't count." said Trik annoyedly.
"Straws then?"
*several minutes of searching for straws later*
"That was hard. Straws aren't very common around here."
"And logically so. We don't have lips to make a suction, rendering the design generally useless. Anyway, pick."
Tekk held out 3 straws. The other two picked one each."
"Yes, short straw!" exclaimed Trik, "I win!"
"No, I win. I got the long straw. Hey, did we specify which one wins?"
"Regrettably... no." sighed Tekk, holding out his medium-length straw.
"Forget this." groaned Trik, "You can call that grey wasteland Tekkworld if you want. Dibs on the next one."
"Two out of three. Majority vote. Tekkworld it is."
"Well, at least it's over." Gris said.
"Now for determining what to build."
"Oh crap, we still have to do that?"
*several hours of debate, bickering, fights and guessing numbers between 1 and 20 later*
Penguinska Orders
Build an Explorer ship and explore with it. If a planet is found name it 'Trikworld'.
Build the Warship 'Yeti'.
Research things in the Tech Lab.
Mine things from the Mine.
Build things in the Factory.
Make a formal apology to Admiral Trik, for portraying him as stupid and immature in the name of comedy. He is highly offended.
Tekk sat sullenly scowling at Trik. Trik was cradling his right flipper and fuming.
"In more positive news, we have all that overflow income to spend."
"How do you get that?" asked Trik.
"Overflow. We didn't spend it last turn."
"Huh? Doesn't that just disappear then?"
"Your spending too much time in the dasNESverses. Anyway, to business."
"We should build defensive systems on Penguinska."
"Sorry, Tekk, we're out of room."
"What the heck do you mean, we're out of room. Look over there! We have only three buildings and some penguins on this planet!"
"I don't get it either. But for some reason every building we attempt to build disappears into its component materials."
"Then why don't we make it all out of a single material?" asked Trik.
"Good thinking. I'll bring that up at the next planner's meeting."
"This is the planners meeting."
"Hmm... well, I'll bring it up with Daftpanzer sometime then. Anyway, we have space for defenses on Unnamed Grey Planet-"
"That name's horrible", interrupted Trik, "Let's name it now."
"Okay, Grisplanet?"
"Nah, I prefer Trikland."
"Tekkworld."
"Draw straws?"
"No, rock-paper-scissors is a much better way to decide."
"It would be, but we don't have fingers."
"I do." said Tekk, wiggling his robotic digits.
"That doesn't count." said Trik annoyedly.
"Straws then?"
*several minutes of searching for straws later*
"That was hard. Straws aren't very common around here."
"And logically so. We don't have lips to make a suction, rendering the design generally useless. Anyway, pick."
Tekk held out 3 straws. The other two picked one each."
"Yes, short straw!" exclaimed Trik, "I win!"
"No, I win. I got the long straw. Hey, did we specify which one wins?"
"Regrettably... no." sighed Tekk, holding out his medium-length straw.
"Forget this." groaned Trik, "You can call that grey wasteland Tekkworld if you want. Dibs on the next one."
"Two out of three. Majority vote. Tekkworld it is."
"Well, at least it's over." Gris said.
"Now for determining what to build."
"Oh crap, we still have to do that?"
*several hours of debate, bickering, fights and guessing numbers between 1 and 20 later*
Penguinska Orders
Build an Explorer ship and explore with it. If a planet is found name it 'Trikworld'.
Build the Warship 'Yeti'.
Research things in the Tech Lab.
Mine things from the Mine.
Build things in the Factory.
Make a formal apology to Admiral Trik, for portraying him as stupid and immature in the name of comedy. He is highly offended.
Xtream_Rockstar
THE D IS BACK
okay here are me next orders
Build a Explore ship
Build a Explore ship
#1 Person
The Cow
Orders for Highland Cows-
Invest all monies into Warships.
attack the catholic nuns with all the strength the great cosmic cow has given us!
Invest all monies into Warships.
attack the catholic nuns with all the strength the great cosmic cow has given us!
#1 Person
The Cow
TO the Pengiuns
from the highland cows
We whole heartedly agree, let us wage a holy war against all the multicolored animals and people!
from the highland cows
We whole heartedly agree, let us wage a holy war against all the multicolored animals and people!
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