Heehee, whoops. Too much mead for me! Let me fix/edit that.
Thinking about it now, I made allusions to being a district that grew into its own. What do you think about me originally being a part of Nai Kolkata until Pratchapadri peaceably broke off?
EDIT: We've even got similar Indian themes going through our cultures! That could work. I think. But I can make it separate, if you'd rather, of course.
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I've had an idea. Can I have a colony outside the safe zone? Well, less a colony than horrible-idea-for-a-theme park, still under construction.
~o~0~o~
Complete. To do: Flag? Pictures? Integration with other players?
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)Name - Pratchapadri
)Summary in a sentence: Nation with a wealthy, pleasure-loving upper class, ostensibly "green" but completely condescending toward the dangers of Brahma, flagrantly abusing valuable resources, rapidly sliding toward an economic collapse.
)Location -
)Leader - Demi Kaan - A relatively young Chief Counsel of Pratchapadri, Demi often wonders if she's even necessary. Many of the problems that actually make their way up to her office have been boiled down to three choices: the obviously correct one, an obviously incorrect one, and what the National Party wants her to do. Very rarely do any of those choices coincide, but even more rarely do her actions matter. Honestly, she feels like an advisor to the other Counsels than the other way around, occasionally offering advice or a recommended course of action. She would ask the other Chief Counsels if this is how they felt, if any of them were alive. Indeed, the position seems to have a disturbing trend of death, whether accidental or otherwise. Only two Chief Counsels in Pratchapadri's history have died of old age.
)History -
Originally a district of the original colonization efforts, Pratchapadri grew into it's own not long after settling. The nation became known for its prosperous citizens, bustling central stock market, and fervent love of Brahman wildlife. The society welcomed Tkrai as equals, or at least claimed to. There was always a "learning gap" - many "batmen" had to learn human customs before being hired. Such customs tests were, while perhaps well-intentioned, poorly executed. Very few batmen ever rose above middle management, if they were employed at all.
Once the Listeners came on the scene, Pratchapadri welcomed the new immigrants with open arms and easy naturalization laws. As the population grew, new businesses expanded, and the nation entered an economic boom. A new class of citizens found themselves suddenly ultra-wealthy, making money off of the stock market - once they could afford to invest. The new class of citizenry could now afford more extravagent entertainment. Although very few ultra-wealth citizens actually engaged in such antics, all were equally fascinated by them. When you had trillions of rupheeds, even a 1% budget devoted to entertainment would result in vast expenditures. Extravagent balls, harkening back to a "bygone era of enlightenment"; charity auctions of priceless flora and fauna (whose charities were devoted to the preservation of the Brahman environment, of course); and vacations into the "Wild" Zone became all the rave.
All was not perfect, however. Many immigrants were exploited mercilessly, forced to work long hours with no reaks just to make a living. The robotic intelligences, expanded from the original colonization effort, felt threatened by the new wave of immigrants - they felt that they were being treated as third and fourth class citizens with a new group taking the place of second-class. Not that the RI's were particularly pleased being second-class. Pressures began to grow especially high, however, as limited silver supplies grew even more scarce. Silver, of course, is crucial in the construction of an RI, and without it, new RI's couldn't be constructed without special permits from the Robotics Oversight Committee. The RI's were forced, in essence, to ask the government for permission to have new kids. Meanwhile, batmen became increasingly restless with the impossibility of advancement.
A few economists, studying historical models of present-day behavior (so-called "historeconomics") became concerned with the growing trend of complete trust in the stock market. Many pointed out that this type of growth was competely unsustainable, while others tried to quiet the "fear-mongering" before people took it to seriously and withdrew too many funds at once. Increasingly complex stock-buying schemes defied public comprehension (stock-broking was, in fact, one of the principal employers of RI's). With many of the public seeing RI's as suspicious and untrustworthy, stock-broking companies have had to resort to more and more elaborate "Attractive Options".
Throughout all of this, Pratchapadrians are optimistic about the future. The market would, in the end, work itself out - once it had finished fluctuating from the sudden refugee/immigrant influx. Rather than focusing on important societal issues, most media attention turned to Kama Brahma, the pet project of ultra-wealthy Chandra Patil. Patil wanted to capture the "harmony of Man and Brahma" by creating a Wild Zone park and animal preserve. More specifically, he aimed to disarm the public of its notions about the danger of Brahman wildlife. To that end, he'd carved out a remote island in a crater to the southwest, hired mercenaries and "upstanding citizens" of neighboring states to capture Brahman wildlife, and flew said wildlife to the island. Kama Brahma is divided into eight pens, a tourist area, and a small airport/docks. It features "authentic Brahman tours" with Tkrai guides (many of whom have lived in the city all their life), sixteen megafauna (seven of which are carnivorous), and a Brahman petting zoo.
)People:
-Dr. Moya Jain: Economic Advisor to the Chief Counsel. She feels very trapped in her position. On the one hand, she wants to exploit the current boom to encourage more economic progress. On the other, however, she sees the coming economic collapse and wants to stop it, but feels a need to do so without accidentally causing it in the process.
-Tikrik V'khari: Perhaps one of the most controversial appointments in Pratchapadri history, Tikrik is the first Tkrai appointment to the Counsel of Diplomacy. The media made a circus of his appointment, both praising the open mindedness of Chief Counsel Demi and deriding it as an obvious move to "diversify" the National Party. Though he is in charge of Pratchapadri's relations with its neighbors, he feels incompetent due to the overwhelming media circus around his appointment. This is especially problematic, as Tikrik is well aware that the state he represents may not be around much longer.
-Chandra Patil: An ultra-wealthy business man, known for his charitable donations and creation of Kama Brahma. Though he earnestly sees himself as a fervent environmental advocate, he's hardly been beyond the Safe Zone, nor even into the enclosures in his theme park. He leaves all the "just and vital work" to the hired hands, trusting them completely. He comes off as either very naive or good-natured but misguided, but he has the money to pay for everything, so what can anyone do?
-Vivek Dipaka: The Security Counsel. A very scary (and rather old) man, having survived the second Ecological Harmonization period of Pratchapadrian expansion. He commands what is really more of a cadre of xenobiologists than any proper military, though he does offer contracts to nearby states' mercenaries for any civil unrests. Such a policy is not well-received by the lower classes that cause said unrests, but Vivek has little choice. A tired old man for a tired position.
)Organizations:
-Workers United: The WU is a coalition of Tkrai, immigrant workers, and robotic intelligences whose goal is to reform the government to acknowledge new population demographics. While entirely peaceful and nonviolent, the WU is looked at with extreme distrust because of the actions of the Morganists. Obviously, this has caused a lingering mistrust between the two organizations.
-The Organization for the Protection of Brahma and the Environment: Orignally a charity, the OPBE claim to be the only "true" environmentalists left in Pratchapadri. While technically legal, membership in this organization is suspicious. Backdoor dealings in the Senate lead some to believe that the OPBE is covertly attempting to gain control of the National Party. Very opposed to Kama Brahma, as the OPBE is convinced that Patil is, in fact, exploiting the wildlife and doing so in an incredibly dangerous, arrogant manner.
-The Morganists: A faction in favor of stricter regulation of businesses, convinced that the economy is going to collapse. Labelled as a terrorist organization by the state due to their increasingly violent demonstrations. Several bombings have been unsubstantially blamed upon the Morganists. While they are not opposed to the Workers United, the Morganists try to distance themselves for the WU's own protection. This policy has only served to sour relations between the two factions further.
-Kama Brahma: [located on the island in the large crater to the southwest] A theme park featuring the wildlife and megafauna of Brahma, "safely" caged and controlled. They also offer jungle tours and "authentic" native Tkrai guides! Transportation by aircraft is preferred. Kama Brahma is perhaps one of the largest private employers of mercenary security forces in Pratchapadri, being unconscionably wary of the OPBE and Morganists. The Morganists, Kama Brahma feels, would love to get their hands on the park and implement many economic controls that would prevent the animals from roaming free. Or at least, in a simulated freedom.
~o~0~o~
Complete. To do: Flag? Pictures? Integration with other players?
==================================================
)Name - Pratchapadri
)Summary in a sentence: Nation with a wealthy, pleasure-loving upper class, ostensibly "green" but completely condescending toward the dangers of Brahma, flagrantly abusing valuable resources, rapidly sliding toward an economic collapse.
)Location -
)Leader - Demi Kaan - A relatively young Chief Counsel of Pratchapadri, Demi often wonders if she's even necessary. Many of the problems that actually make their way up to her office have been boiled down to three choices: the obviously correct one, an obviously incorrect one, and what the National Party wants her to do. Very rarely do any of those choices coincide, but even more rarely do her actions matter. Honestly, she feels like an advisor to the other Counsels than the other way around, occasionally offering advice or a recommended course of action. She would ask the other Chief Counsels if this is how they felt, if any of them were alive. Indeed, the position seems to have a disturbing trend of death, whether accidental or otherwise. Only two Chief Counsels in Pratchapadri's history have died of old age.
)History -
Originally a district of the original colonization efforts, Pratchapadri grew into it's own not long after settling. The nation became known for its prosperous citizens, bustling central stock market, and fervent love of Brahman wildlife. The society welcomed Tkrai as equals, or at least claimed to. There was always a "learning gap" - many "batmen" had to learn human customs before being hired. Such customs tests were, while perhaps well-intentioned, poorly executed. Very few batmen ever rose above middle management, if they were employed at all.
Once the Listeners came on the scene, Pratchapadri welcomed the new immigrants with open arms and easy naturalization laws. As the population grew, new businesses expanded, and the nation entered an economic boom. A new class of citizens found themselves suddenly ultra-wealthy, making money off of the stock market - once they could afford to invest. The new class of citizenry could now afford more extravagent entertainment. Although very few ultra-wealth citizens actually engaged in such antics, all were equally fascinated by them. When you had trillions of rupheeds, even a 1% budget devoted to entertainment would result in vast expenditures. Extravagent balls, harkening back to a "bygone era of enlightenment"; charity auctions of priceless flora and fauna (whose charities were devoted to the preservation of the Brahman environment, of course); and vacations into the "Wild" Zone became all the rave.
All was not perfect, however. Many immigrants were exploited mercilessly, forced to work long hours with no reaks just to make a living. The robotic intelligences, expanded from the original colonization effort, felt threatened by the new wave of immigrants - they felt that they were being treated as third and fourth class citizens with a new group taking the place of second-class. Not that the RI's were particularly pleased being second-class. Pressures began to grow especially high, however, as limited silver supplies grew even more scarce. Silver, of course, is crucial in the construction of an RI, and without it, new RI's couldn't be constructed without special permits from the Robotics Oversight Committee. The RI's were forced, in essence, to ask the government for permission to have new kids. Meanwhile, batmen became increasingly restless with the impossibility of advancement.
A few economists, studying historical models of present-day behavior (so-called "historeconomics") became concerned with the growing trend of complete trust in the stock market. Many pointed out that this type of growth was competely unsustainable, while others tried to quiet the "fear-mongering" before people took it to seriously and withdrew too many funds at once. Increasingly complex stock-buying schemes defied public comprehension (stock-broking was, in fact, one of the principal employers of RI's). With many of the public seeing RI's as suspicious and untrustworthy, stock-broking companies have had to resort to more and more elaborate "Attractive Options".
Throughout all of this, Pratchapadrians are optimistic about the future. The market would, in the end, work itself out - once it had finished fluctuating from the sudden refugee/immigrant influx. Rather than focusing on important societal issues, most media attention turned to Kama Brahma, the pet project of ultra-wealthy Chandra Patil. Patil wanted to capture the "harmony of Man and Brahma" by creating a Wild Zone park and animal preserve. More specifically, he aimed to disarm the public of its notions about the danger of Brahman wildlife. To that end, he'd carved out a remote island in a crater to the southwest, hired mercenaries and "upstanding citizens" of neighboring states to capture Brahman wildlife, and flew said wildlife to the island. Kama Brahma is divided into eight pens, a tourist area, and a small airport/docks. It features "authentic Brahman tours" with Tkrai guides (many of whom have lived in the city all their life), sixteen megafauna (seven of which are carnivorous), and a Brahman petting zoo.
)People:
-Dr. Moya Jain: Economic Advisor to the Chief Counsel. She feels very trapped in her position. On the one hand, she wants to exploit the current boom to encourage more economic progress. On the other, however, she sees the coming economic collapse and wants to stop it, but feels a need to do so without accidentally causing it in the process.
-Tikrik V'khari: Perhaps one of the most controversial appointments in Pratchapadri history, Tikrik is the first Tkrai appointment to the Counsel of Diplomacy. The media made a circus of his appointment, both praising the open mindedness of Chief Counsel Demi and deriding it as an obvious move to "diversify" the National Party. Though he is in charge of Pratchapadri's relations with its neighbors, he feels incompetent due to the overwhelming media circus around his appointment. This is especially problematic, as Tikrik is well aware that the state he represents may not be around much longer.
-Chandra Patil: An ultra-wealthy business man, known for his charitable donations and creation of Kama Brahma. Though he earnestly sees himself as a fervent environmental advocate, he's hardly been beyond the Safe Zone, nor even into the enclosures in his theme park. He leaves all the "just and vital work" to the hired hands, trusting them completely. He comes off as either very naive or good-natured but misguided, but he has the money to pay for everything, so what can anyone do?
-Vivek Dipaka: The Security Counsel. A very scary (and rather old) man, having survived the second Ecological Harmonization period of Pratchapadrian expansion. He commands what is really more of a cadre of xenobiologists than any proper military, though he does offer contracts to nearby states' mercenaries for any civil unrests. Such a policy is not well-received by the lower classes that cause said unrests, but Vivek has little choice. A tired old man for a tired position.
)Organizations:
-Workers United: The WU is a coalition of Tkrai, immigrant workers, and robotic intelligences whose goal is to reform the government to acknowledge new population demographics. While entirely peaceful and nonviolent, the WU is looked at with extreme distrust because of the actions of the Morganists. Obviously, this has caused a lingering mistrust between the two organizations.
-The Organization for the Protection of Brahma and the Environment: Orignally a charity, the OPBE claim to be the only "true" environmentalists left in Pratchapadri. While technically legal, membership in this organization is suspicious. Backdoor dealings in the Senate lead some to believe that the OPBE is covertly attempting to gain control of the National Party. Very opposed to Kama Brahma, as the OPBE is convinced that Patil is, in fact, exploiting the wildlife and doing so in an incredibly dangerous, arrogant manner.
-The Morganists: A faction in favor of stricter regulation of businesses, convinced that the economy is going to collapse. Labelled as a terrorist organization by the state due to their increasingly violent demonstrations. Several bombings have been unsubstantially blamed upon the Morganists. While they are not opposed to the Workers United, the Morganists try to distance themselves for the WU's own protection. This policy has only served to sour relations between the two factions further.
-Kama Brahma: [located on the island in the large crater to the southwest] A theme park featuring the wildlife and megafauna of Brahma, "safely" caged and controlled. They also offer jungle tours and "authentic" native Tkrai guides! Transportation by aircraft is preferred. Kama Brahma is perhaps one of the largest private employers of mercenary security forces in Pratchapadri, being unconscionably wary of the OPBE and Morganists. The Morganists, Kama Brahma feels, would love to get their hands on the park and implement many economic controls that would prevent the animals from roaming free. Or at least, in a simulated freedom.
Third comic, now with backgrounds in every image! Special HD edition! Thanks to the power of GIMP, I got carried away and it took just as long!
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I just discovered GIMP. Hang on while I make two comics in the time it normally takes for me to make one....
Oh, holy cow. I didn't know that.
Oooh! Thanks for the recipe. My next shift of SS13 as chemist should be interesting.
Hey, speaking of the Exodus, how are we going to get it out of the system? And we should probably include the Normandy in one of our groups, too. I'd help the Exodus, but my ship can't transport other ships. I mean, I guess we could try dragging it, but that doesn't seem... healthy.
And RogerD, IC my characters are going to want to run the hell away. OOC, however, my plan is to throw enough incompetence in there to allow for the at least escape of your ships. So, in other words, we're fighting until you guys retreat. Well, actually, I'm not entirely sure how we're going to fight with most of my weapons offline at the moment.
Edit: Oh, and do we want to split the party into three groups, or all of us meet up as one? I'm just thinking out loud.
Hey, speaking of the Exodus, how are we going to get it out of the system? And we should probably include the Normandy in one of our groups, too. I'd help the Exodus, but my ship can't transport other ships. I mean, I guess we could try dragging it, but that doesn't seem... healthy.
And RogerD, IC my characters are going to want to run the hell away. OOC, however, my plan is to throw enough incompetence in there to allow for the at least escape of your ships. So, in other words, we're fighting until you guys retreat. Well, actually, I'm not entirely sure how we're going to fight with most of my weapons offline at the moment.
Edit: Oh, and do we want to split the party into three groups, or all of us meet up as one? I'm just thinking out loud.
You know, I just now realized that plasteel could be a portmaneu of plasma and steel, not just plastic and steel.
/+ NSEA Protector II .
"Hey, uh, guys. There's some red... thingies moving toward the green thingy," Guy said. He was pointing to his console while turned around. The display with the circle and the green dot had lit up like a christmas tree.
"What?" Tommy asked.
"Red thingies-" Guy started, before the entire bridge shook violently, interrupting him. "Oh no," he moaned.
The series of impacts threw Guy from his console, but the rest of the crew managed to stay seated.
"Tommy, get us out of here!" Jason shouted.
"Whoo!" Tommy shouted as he twisted the throttle control.
The ship lurched from underneath the wreckage of the Magicienne, climbing upward at a steep angle. One of the saucer shaped ships came into view.
"Guy, now!" Jason said.
Guy was busy crawling as far away from the consoles as he could.
"Guy!" Jason said, turning around to see what the problem was. Tommy juked away to avoid crashing into the Aurora, destroying the opportunity. "What are you doing‽"
"The consoles always explode on the show!" Guy said, now near the elevator. Frustrated, Jason got up from his command chair and started toward Guy's console.
"Oh, shit," Gwen said. Clearing the Aurora revealed three Venator-class star destroyers, each deploying fighters. The weapons console beeped again as another battery of turbolasers arced across from the Venators. Tommy put the ship into an evasive roll. As the ship spun, it presented a bigger target for the turbolasers, taking fire that was intended for the Aurora and Illustrious.
"Oh, brilliant! Great maneuver, Laredo!" Alexander said.
The bridge shook violently again, throwing Jason off his feet. Guy screamed. Jason dragged himself up by the edge of the console and slammed his hand down on all the red buttons. Streaks of blue and red shot out of the particle cannons, slamming into one of the Venator's shields but failing to disable them in merely one salvo. The pulse catupults fired, shooting two waves of energy that slid neatly between all three Venators, completely missing the targets. Resonance cannon batteries roared into life around the ship, utterly useless at this range - especially so without fighters or missiles to fire at. One Gannet Magnet fired, lasing ethereally into one of the Venators, overloading its sheilds and a few ancillary computer systems. Jason clambered back into his command chair. By now, the distance between the Venators and the Protector II was starting to close.
"Get us away from the ships! Away!" he shouted. The Protector II started to loop back the way it came.
Engineering suddenly popped up on the viewscreen. Fred stood in the foreground with a small cluster of Thermians frantically working a console. A perfect shot of the Beryllium sphere - the heart of the ship - took up the background.
"Hey guys," Fred said. A Thermian raced past in the background with a cardboard box, following another with a clipboard. "They're telling me the weapons... energy conduits have overheated. So don't fire pulse catapults or particle cannons for a couple minutes."
"Alexander, fire a... a... rocket," Jason said.
"You mean a quantum rocket?" Alexander asked.
"Yeah!"
"Oh, sure, I'll get right on it! Does it look like I have the slightest idea how to do that?"
"Well, just look for a red button!"
"You can't just press every red button you come across!"
Jason found a red button on his command chair. He pressed it. The lights suddenly cut out and started flashing red as a klaxon sounded. Panels in the wall flipped over, revealing signs that read "High Alert".
"Stop that!" Alexander said.
"I can't see shit!" Tommy shouted.
Another salvo hit. Mathesar had made his way over to Guy and was attempting to lift him of the floor. By the time Jason lifted the high alert, the Protector II had looped back around and was facing the Venators again. V-wings were closing the distance. Jason, desperate, scrambled back to Guy's weapons console. He slammed his hand down on the red buttons again.
A second salvo of weaponry lanced out at the Venators. At point-blank range, it was hard to miss. Some particle cannon fire impacted the shield-less ship, doing marginal damage. A gannet magnet disabled the hangar shielding on another Venator, exposing it to space. The resonance batteries, suddenly much closer to acceptable targets - ie, the fighters - tore a swath into them like flak into aircraft. The real star of the show, however, was a pulse catapult. The energy weapon managed to impact the shieldless ship, leaving a large borehole of re-arranged metal, twisted beams, and exposed wiring.
"Yeah!" Jason shouted, just before Guy's console exploded. Jason was flung against the command chair dias. Guy started screaming uncontrollably, and crawled into a console-less corner.
"Hey, uh, guys. There's some red... thingies moving toward the green thingy," Guy said. He was pointing to his console while turned around. The display with the circle and the green dot had lit up like a christmas tree.
"What?" Tommy asked.
"Red thingies-" Guy started, before the entire bridge shook violently, interrupting him. "Oh no," he moaned.
The series of impacts threw Guy from his console, but the rest of the crew managed to stay seated.
"Tommy, get us out of here!" Jason shouted.
"Whoo!" Tommy shouted as he twisted the throttle control.
The ship lurched from underneath the wreckage of the Magicienne, climbing upward at a steep angle. One of the saucer shaped ships came into view.
"Guy, now!" Jason said.
Guy was busy crawling as far away from the consoles as he could.
"Guy!" Jason said, turning around to see what the problem was. Tommy juked away to avoid crashing into the Aurora, destroying the opportunity. "What are you doing‽"
"The consoles always explode on the show!" Guy said, now near the elevator. Frustrated, Jason got up from his command chair and started toward Guy's console.
"Oh, shit," Gwen said. Clearing the Aurora revealed three Venator-class star destroyers, each deploying fighters. The weapons console beeped again as another battery of turbolasers arced across from the Venators. Tommy put the ship into an evasive roll. As the ship spun, it presented a bigger target for the turbolasers, taking fire that was intended for the Aurora and Illustrious.
"Oh, brilliant! Great maneuver, Laredo!" Alexander said.
The bridge shook violently again, throwing Jason off his feet. Guy screamed. Jason dragged himself up by the edge of the console and slammed his hand down on all the red buttons. Streaks of blue and red shot out of the particle cannons, slamming into one of the Venator's shields but failing to disable them in merely one salvo. The pulse catupults fired, shooting two waves of energy that slid neatly between all three Venators, completely missing the targets. Resonance cannon batteries roared into life around the ship, utterly useless at this range - especially so without fighters or missiles to fire at. One Gannet Magnet fired, lasing ethereally into one of the Venators, overloading its sheilds and a few ancillary computer systems. Jason clambered back into his command chair. By now, the distance between the Venators and the Protector II was starting to close.
"Get us away from the ships! Away!" he shouted. The Protector II started to loop back the way it came.
Engineering suddenly popped up on the viewscreen. Fred stood in the foreground with a small cluster of Thermians frantically working a console. A perfect shot of the Beryllium sphere - the heart of the ship - took up the background.
"Hey guys," Fred said. A Thermian raced past in the background with a cardboard box, following another with a clipboard. "They're telling me the weapons... energy conduits have overheated. So don't fire pulse catapults or particle cannons for a couple minutes."
"Alexander, fire a... a... rocket," Jason said.
"You mean a quantum rocket?" Alexander asked.
"Yeah!"
"Oh, sure, I'll get right on it! Does it look like I have the slightest idea how to do that?"
"Well, just look for a red button!"
"You can't just press every red button you come across!"
Jason found a red button on his command chair. He pressed it. The lights suddenly cut out and started flashing red as a klaxon sounded. Panels in the wall flipped over, revealing signs that read "High Alert".
"Stop that!" Alexander said.
"I can't see shit!" Tommy shouted.
Another salvo hit. Mathesar had made his way over to Guy and was attempting to lift him of the floor. By the time Jason lifted the high alert, the Protector II had looped back around and was facing the Venators again. V-wings were closing the distance. Jason, desperate, scrambled back to Guy's weapons console. He slammed his hand down on the red buttons again.
A second salvo of weaponry lanced out at the Venators. At point-blank range, it was hard to miss. Some particle cannon fire impacted the shield-less ship, doing marginal damage. A gannet magnet disabled the hangar shielding on another Venator, exposing it to space. The resonance batteries, suddenly much closer to acceptable targets - ie, the fighters - tore a swath into them like flak into aircraft. The real star of the show, however, was a pulse catapult. The energy weapon managed to impact the shieldless ship, leaving a large borehole of re-arranged metal, twisted beams, and exposed wiring.
"Yeah!" Jason shouted, just before Guy's console exploded. Jason was flung against the command chair dias. Guy started screaming uncontrollably, and crawled into a console-less corner.
Haha, don't worry. We're all terrible at that to some degree, I imagine. I know I will be/am.
Edit: And I was impatient and posted anyway. Sorry.
Edit: And I was impatient and posted anyway. Sorry.
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