05-02-2011, 01:50 PM
Okay, wait! I kept trying to post an update yesterday, but my kids were challenging and my wife was occupied. Now I know there's an update waiting in my inbox, but I want to write an update BEFORE reading it, to preserve the thread. So I connect here, and notice Grim's got a new post up. The instant I see the word "combat" I avert my eyes and click "back" on the browser! Before all else, here's my update for LAST turn, uncontaminated by today's new information...
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"Cookie, that was a fabulous captain's brunch. I'm going to put you in for a citation. Maybe 'baking above and beyond the call of duty' or something like that. Anway, I'll take my coffee in the situation room. Please have the Comms Officer join me there right away."
"Aye Aye, captain!"
* * *
"You sent for me, Skipper?"
"Yes, sparky, I did. I have a big job for you today. We have a new species to contact -- the 'neohumans' out in sector 12. They are scouting out a Tilkatian outpost. Not a threat yet, but we want to keep tabs on them. Seems like our corner of space is getting rather crowded."
The captain took a long sip from his "World's Best Boss" coffee mug.
"You know, we still have not re-established communication with the Tilkatians. They seemed like such a promising species. We haven't heard from them in years. Now with the 'other ones', we might have to deal with a new possibility. They may have turned to 'the Dark Side'." The captain chuckled at his pun.
"Now I don't want to scare you. But you know how we had to fire so many of the top brass a few years back, when they were caught asleep at the wheel? Well that's not gonna happen to me. I may be just a lowly scout captain, but I am going to get my jobs DONE. Even better than done. You remember that liaison officer I had here last week?"
Sparky nodded, gulping.
"Spook. Worked for one of those agencies. Anyway, he's on loan to me from a buddy back at the home planet. We had him, er, 'alter' the communication systems used by Darkseid. Set up a virus that pretty much took down his command/control structure for a short time. Hah. Man I woulda liked to see his tentacled face when he tried to order up some 'methane. earl gray. hot'."
He took another sip.
"Now here's the thing, sparky. You and I are gonna gin up the old interstellar radio, here, and fire off some messages to everyone we know. That battewagon that Darkseid sent to our colony is not gonna go unnoticed. Our boys in that escort ship are gonna deal with that particular incursion, but we -- you and I -- are gonna kick off a diplomatic offensive. He is not going to get away with his little war. I know I'm going against the wave, here, what with our home planet overrun by hippies. But I would rather be fired for being too aggressive than hung by an alien for being too timid. Are you getting me, sparky?"
The junior officer gulped again and nodded.
"Good boy. Now run along back to your little radio kit and stand by for my word. We're going to make you earn your pay today..."
* * *
Had to fire off another fast order-set this turn! How does a half-week go by so quickly? Clearly I'm going to have to master this if I can ever contemplate a faster-turnaround game.
We found Darkseid's escort-class ship in our colony system, but luckily had dispatched one of OUR two escorts in that direction. Just In Time. Since this looked, smelled, and tasted like an act of war, we set up an aggressive defense perimeter, but still held off on an independent attack. Perhaps next turn.
We held off on doubling down with new naval expenditures. Maintenance is high, and we want to keep some progress going on economic development. So we took the easy quick route - Mining research. It occurs to me, that we will need a second freighter. Our one big one is shuttling colonists and equipment back and forth, but we need more cargo capacity to send out some planetary defense pods and perhaps even some starbase modules. We shall see.
Now, I'm off to read the results that came in yesterday, and find out what ole Grim has posted.
To the other players in this game, if you are reading, PLEASE HEED GRIM'S CALL TO ACTION! Post your stuff here! Make this more of a role-playing experience! It multiplies everyone's enjoyment tenfold! I can't tell you how much I am anticipating reading Grim's post, just a few moments away! And I have been delighted to read the post in this thread from that other distant alien, though I suspect he is neither Tilkatian nor NeoHuman. Just write some stuff -- it's fun and we can all laugh about it at game's end!
* * *
"Cookie, that was a fabulous captain's brunch. I'm going to put you in for a citation. Maybe 'baking above and beyond the call of duty' or something like that. Anway, I'll take my coffee in the situation room. Please have the Comms Officer join me there right away."
"Aye Aye, captain!"
* * *
"You sent for me, Skipper?"
"Yes, sparky, I did. I have a big job for you today. We have a new species to contact -- the 'neohumans' out in sector 12. They are scouting out a Tilkatian outpost. Not a threat yet, but we want to keep tabs on them. Seems like our corner of space is getting rather crowded."
The captain took a long sip from his "World's Best Boss" coffee mug.
"You know, we still have not re-established communication with the Tilkatians. They seemed like such a promising species. We haven't heard from them in years. Now with the 'other ones', we might have to deal with a new possibility. They may have turned to 'the Dark Side'." The captain chuckled at his pun.
"Now I don't want to scare you. But you know how we had to fire so many of the top brass a few years back, when they were caught asleep at the wheel? Well that's not gonna happen to me. I may be just a lowly scout captain, but I am going to get my jobs DONE. Even better than done. You remember that liaison officer I had here last week?"
Sparky nodded, gulping.
"Spook. Worked for one of those agencies. Anyway, he's on loan to me from a buddy back at the home planet. We had him, er, 'alter' the communication systems used by Darkseid. Set up a virus that pretty much took down his command/control structure for a short time. Hah. Man I woulda liked to see his tentacled face when he tried to order up some 'methane. earl gray. hot'."
He took another sip.
"Now here's the thing, sparky. You and I are gonna gin up the old interstellar radio, here, and fire off some messages to everyone we know. That battewagon that Darkseid sent to our colony is not gonna go unnoticed. Our boys in that escort ship are gonna deal with that particular incursion, but we -- you and I -- are gonna kick off a diplomatic offensive. He is not going to get away with his little war. I know I'm going against the wave, here, what with our home planet overrun by hippies. But I would rather be fired for being too aggressive than hung by an alien for being too timid. Are you getting me, sparky?"
The junior officer gulped again and nodded.
"Good boy. Now run along back to your little radio kit and stand by for my word. We're going to make you earn your pay today..."
* * *
Had to fire off another fast order-set this turn! How does a half-week go by so quickly? Clearly I'm going to have to master this if I can ever contemplate a faster-turnaround game.
We found Darkseid's escort-class ship in our colony system, but luckily had dispatched one of OUR two escorts in that direction. Just In Time. Since this looked, smelled, and tasted like an act of war, we set up an aggressive defense perimeter, but still held off on an independent attack. Perhaps next turn.
We held off on doubling down with new naval expenditures. Maintenance is high, and we want to keep some progress going on economic development. So we took the easy quick route - Mining research. It occurs to me, that we will need a second freighter. Our one big one is shuttling colonists and equipment back and forth, but we need more cargo capacity to send out some planetary defense pods and perhaps even some starbase modules. We shall see.
Now, I'm off to read the results that came in yesterday, and find out what ole Grim has posted.
To the other players in this game, if you are reading, PLEASE HEED GRIM'S CALL TO ACTION! Post your stuff here! Make this more of a role-playing experience! It multiplies everyone's enjoyment tenfold! I can't tell you how much I am anticipating reading Grim's post, just a few moments away! And I have been delighted to read the post in this thread from that other distant alien, though I suspect he is neither Tilkatian nor NeoHuman. Just write some stuff -- it's fun and we can all laugh about it at game's end!