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[Lord_Iggy]

OOC: There was only one last penguin on the ship (the rest had fled).

Itzel Stexyl was on a different ship.

IC:

To: Valhalla Yggrasil whatever you know
From: Penguinska

Hmm, it would seem that we're worthy adversaries. I suggest a truce so we can talk this over.

 

[Nylan]

From: Metal Heads
To: The peeps of Industrial Whatchamacallit

Surrender and forsake your techno heresy or you shall feel the wrath of the Led Zepplin!*

*Really really big two-necked twelve string guitar looking ship located at Whatever... with enough firepower to blow stuff up

 

[TerrisH]

OOC: ehe, the computer had just temporarly stablized a black hole and was useing 99.5% of it's proccessing speed. and it was extramly damaged. so sue it.

IC:
we are agreeable to a truce. we only wish to insure the sicutiry of Earth, and have no intent to Expand beyond it. Our only demand is the recognition that the three systems around Our system are free of any military units. civilian settlements are quite welcome there.

 

[Lord_Iggy]

To: Yggrasil Angelic Protectorate yadda yadda
From: Penguinska

Seems fair, though we reserve the right to move ships through Nebula #1, though they will not be permanently stationed there (IE: All will be 'just passing through').

 

[Tyrion]

To Space Hamsters
From Zombies:

Ugh.... *nods slowly, bit of brain drops out*

 

[Abaddon]

From Duanab
To all nonfurries

We need fur, does anyone know of suitable harvesting planets?

 

[Tyrion]

The Zombies floated in the void between planets, between systems. On one side were the brains... The Brains... and on the other were other less important brains.

They were waiting. Waiting for the rest and for a test. A Brain had been captured... one that kept functioning without a visible body. It struggled somewhat as it was brought to the Zombie King. Lord Urrrgghhheeeerrrghhhhh.

The King gazed at it and from his rotting vocal cords uttered the order "Brain... Integrate.... Me...."

The Zombie guards carrying the brain lurched forward groaning their acknowledgement. The king opened his skull while his guards forced the brain in. It darted about a bit but before it could escape the King shut his skull firmly.

There was a moment of sickly squishing sounds and then a strange scream that could be felt more than heard, the King spasmed and shook groaning in pain.

Suddenly all was silent, the King cast his eyes about, eyes that now glowed with energy.

"The Dead Have A Voice, A Brain, Purpose! Salvation! Go, Bring The Brains, We Shall Have Thought And They Bodies. Power," The Zombie king spoke in a hoarse whisper, "Bring up communications with the Brains."

The zombies in the chamber groaned in pleasure as they lurched off to do their tasks. A screen flickered and came on, the Brains stood or rather floated before them.

"We offer you this, Intergration, Assimilation on a peaceful terms to create a stronger race. Or enslavement Intergration against your will. Either way, We Will Have Our Salvation!"

 

[Daftpanzer]

@Lord_Iggy, i read some of the 'World War 1- In 2051 AD' story. That was cool

To Obesians
From Psychic Polar Bears
*we hunger for baby seal, space people give us baby seals, nice nice tasty*

 

[Lord_Iggy]

@Daft- It was legendary on par with the Celtic Peacekeepers.

Yes, Legendary. Back when we were both in S&T, I was afraid to talk to you, because the writer/player/imager of that story was too impressive and powerful to speak directly to.

Kinda funny in retrospect, no?

 

[alex994]

Lurker's Comment: BURN THE HERETIC! THERE HATH NO GREATER GLORY THEN THE CELTIC PEACEKEEPERS! Of course, then toteone became the Celts and I lost all respect for them...

I remembered that I was part of a people that demanded daftpanzer update the Celtic Peacekeepers or we would storm his house and I think das was to. Amusing no?

 

[Symphony D.]

I remembered that I was part of a people that demanded daftpanzer update the Celtic Peacekeepers or we would storm his house and I think das was to. Amusing no?

Decloak: I broke several laws to send orders for Celtic Peacekeepers. Top that.

And yes, Toteone taking the Celts was rather bad for their prestige.

 

[JosefStalinator]

To Psychic Polar Bears
From Obesians

On our planet, we have droves of baby seals and other such creatures ready for your consumption; and we will bring you in small quantities to show you. Trust us, once you come to Obesia, you'll never want to come back. All we ask is for your aid on this planet, and if you join our army forces in battle, we will harvest baby seals right here at home for you.

 

[Nylan]

To Psychic Polar Bears
From Obesians

On our planet, we have droves of baby seals and other such creatures ready for your consumption; and we will bring you in small quantities to show you. Trust us, once you come to Obesia, you'll never want to come back. All we ask is for your aid on this planet, and if you join our army forces in battle, we will harvest baby seals right here at home for you.

DON'T DO IT!!!! THEY'LL STEAL YOUR HUMANITY (ERR....POLAR BEAR-ANITY)

Read their pleasently plump minds. They want to control and use us all!!!

Conspiracy theories!!!!! Conspiracy!!!!!!! Kill the infidels!!!!!!

*crackled static and the sounds of a scuffle*

Ted you idiot! Oh...erm....sorry big fat dudes and polar bear dudes. Ted's spent a little too much time in the phone booth lately...

 

[knigh+]

When she had been excited about the notion of travelling on a blob, hard-thinking for hours wasn't what Xylop had in self. Now here she was, concentrating to telekineese chunks of ore around.

And her job wasn't even the most demanding. The lobes assigned to the mining operation had a really hard time in the beginning, trying to pull pieces of the ground off the asteroid with their minds. The squirrel consultants brought some tools to dig efficiently, but wielding these with psychokinetic force was very tiring too. Not having any muscles or skeletal system was convenient back in Cerebrum. But apparently it had some shortcomings on planets with more solids.

A few parsecs away, the Mastermind was getting tired of recieving similar complaints from the miners. Sending back reassuring thoughts started to be more than a nuissance - he had to assign five telesentients just for this job. He summoned a council meeting. In the previous session the council was sceptical about the Zombie offer. This time he would press harder for it...


to Zombies
We wish to investigate potential dangers of the racial integration to either species before such a hypotalamus-boggling commitment. Therefore, we would like to exchange 10 brains with 10 zombies. Each of these is to be integrated, and observed for a while. If they prove to be safe, and with capabilities superior to both progenitor races, then we may graddually become a symbiotic race of psychic zombies.

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Send 10 brains to zombies. REcieve 10 Zombies and integrate. Send 2 of the psyhic-zombies to the dustball, 2 to Asteroids#2, 2 to jungle world, 2 to the Battlegoo, and 2 remains in Cerebrum- to investigate their capabilities in different environments and duties.

other than the integration project, the orders are:

- Exploration blob at the Dustball continues to Unexplored G. Dust is not for Brains.
- Exploration blob over the jungle world stays there to
a) investigate and communicate with the natives
b) start trials of oozoforming at the more watery or boggy parts of the Jungle world.

- Have the contemplators (researchers) start contemplating on new types of slime and ooze (smart-slime, strand-slime, replicative ooze for oozoforming), that are among a heap of ideas from the philosophers. I'll detail these later, hopefully in stories.

 

[JosefStalinator]

DON'T DO IT!!!! THEY'LL STEAL YOUR HUMANITY (ERR....POLAR BEAR-ANITY)

Read their pleasently plump minds. They want to control and use us all!!!

Conspiracy theories!!!!! Conspiracy!!!!!!! Kill the infidels!!!!!!

*crackled static and the sounds of a scuffle*

Ted you idiot! Oh...erm....sorry big fat dudes and polar bear dudes. Ted's spent a little too much time in the phone booth lately...

To Polar Bears
From Obesians

Ignore the fools. They would take your seals away and safeguard them somewhere, letting them multiply without check and depriving you of the tastiest sustainence.

We are fellow carnivores, we understand your plight. Join with us, and together we can feast on the innards of lesser beasts!

This, for instance:

 

[Tyrion]

Very Nice

To Brains
From Zombie King:

This is agreeable.

Orders:

Send ten zombies to the Brains.
Fleet near Brain system is to wait in the void, feeding on helpless passer bys (NOT THE BRAIN PEOPLE)
Other fleet is to proceed towards Brains, with or without assistance.

 

[Daftpanzer]

I feel bad about the Celtic peacekeepers story and the NES I made from it. Always geeking it up and making it too complicated, expanding it beyond what I could handle Which I still keep doing

I wish I had kept these things much simpler and actually finished them, especially the NES. There were some awesome stories and orders. Im embarrassed when I read all my old stuff again.

Ive sometimes thought about rewriting the old story in much shortened form, with more pics less writing, and throwing in all kinds of stuff from the NES. And adding the actual end of the actual civ3 game too. I played to the end and built a Celtic spaceship, but it disappeared into thin air after launching I think because the turn limit had already expired a century earlier, in around 850 BC . I’ve still never properly won a space race in Civ3. Or Civ4 for that matter.

Anyways back on topic:
Very nice stories @Nylan and Tyrion
@Josef, that is a cool pic

To Obesians
From Psychic Polar Bears
Give us all baby seals. Tasty. For great justice.

 

[Nylan]

To Polar Bears
From Obesians

Ignore the fools. They would take your seals away and safeguard them somewhere, letting them multiply without check and depriving you of the tastiest sustainence.

We are fellow carnivores, we understand your plight. Join with us, and together we can feast on the innards of lesser beasts!

To: Polar Bears
From: Metal Heads

Hardcore rocker dudes are the epitome of carnivores! We eat/kill things on stage! Lots of violence and stuff! And food!

Good food!

Mmmm....steak

 

[Silver Steak]

Mmmm....steak

Decloak: Indeed...

 

[Daftpanzer]

To: Metal Heads
From: Psychic Polar Bears
*steak not baby seal. steak not cute*