04-08-2011, 05:57 AM
ENTRY FIFTEEN
Time travel is possible, it seems, if one is a game moderator. We are back to the future, or back to the past, or back to the present. I am not sure which, exactly. Regardless, the previous turn results were rendered a nullity, and consequently, void. They never happened.
Things proceed apace, as planned. Our large space fleet now plies the heavens, revealing world after world - soon to be ours. Soon to be MINE!!
Of course, it would help if we actually understood how to colonize these worlds. We have mastered the art of exploration, it seems. The stars have become as mere trinkets, and we move between them at a leisurely pace. But, colonization evades us. The techno-runes are cursed!! Executions have been ordered.
A new starship, a vessel built for war, now awaits its opportunity to do my bidding. Our enemies suspect nothing. The element of surprise is ours!
Where is that fool, Desaad?
Time travel is possible, it seems, if one is a game moderator. We are back to the future, or back to the past, or back to the present. I am not sure which, exactly. Regardless, the previous turn results were rendered a nullity, and consequently, void. They never happened.
Things proceed apace, as planned. Our large space fleet now plies the heavens, revealing world after world - soon to be ours. Soon to be MINE!!
Of course, it would help if we actually understood how to colonize these worlds. We have mastered the art of exploration, it seems. The stars have become as mere trinkets, and we move between them at a leisurely pace. But, colonization evades us. The techno-runes are cursed!! Executions have been ordered.
A new starship, a vessel built for war, now awaits its opportunity to do my bidding. Our enemies suspect nothing. The element of surprise is ours!
Where is that fool, Desaad?