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by Parcia » Thu Aug 08, 2019 12:19 pm
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by Parcia » Thu Aug 08, 2019 12:19 pm
by Die Erworbenen Namen » Thu Oct 03, 2019 7:22 am
Alitheia in SPAAAACCCEEE!!!
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General Information
Official Nation Name: The Imperial Socialist Systems of Namenia
Population: 30 Billion
Preferred Map Location: Sector 11Political Information
Governance Type: Constitutional Monarchy
Dominant Political Ideology: ExpansionismMilitary
Total Military Personnel: (be sensible here, mkay?)(fuck you BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD) 2.5% of population
Historical Record of your race/Civilization:
When the first humans began venturing forth onto the stars, there was no spacecraft like today. The first spacecraft were built in orbit, powered by thrusters, and filled with cryogenic tubes, and a one time faster than light drive, meant to send the colonists to their part of the galaxy, and burn the rest of the way there. Hundreds of colonists filled these massive cylindrical craft, and they were sent out into the stars one by one. One of these malfunctioned, and wound up much farther away than it should have. Set adrift for dozens of years, it finally came to rest on a habitable planet, which the colonists came to call “Kobol”.Player Information
RP Sample: (Either a link, or write something fresh, up to you) No
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by Parcia » Thu Oct 03, 2019 1:51 pm
Die Erworbenen Namen wrote:Alitheia in SPAAAACCCEEE!!!
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General Information
Official Nation Name: The Imperial Socialist Systems of Namenia
Population: 30 Billion
Preferred Map Location: Sector 11Political Information
Governance Type: Constitutional Monarchy
Dominant Political Ideology: ExpansionismMilitary
Total Military Personnel: (be sensible here, mkay?)(fuck you BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD) 2.5% of population
Historical Record of your race/Civilization:
When the first humans began venturing forth onto the stars, there was no spacecraft like today. The first spacecraft were built in orbit, powered by thrusters, and filled with cryogenic tubes, and a one time faster than light drive, meant to send the colonists to their part of the galaxy, and burn the rest of the way there. Hundreds of colonists filled these massive cylindrical craft, and they were sent out into the stars one by one. One of these malfunctioned, and wound up much farther away than it should have. Set adrift for dozens of years, it finally came to rest on a habitable planet, which the colonists came to call “Kobol”.Player Information
RP Sample: (Either a link, or write something fresh, up to you) No
Have you read the rules and promise not to be That Guy?: (Yes or no) Yes, I promise
by Nornsmark » Sat Oct 19, 2019 12:14 pm
Alitheia in SPAAAACCCEEE!!!
General Information
Official Nation Name: The Guild of Trade
Population: 49.7 billion, dispersed across the galaxy.
Preferred Map Location: Sector 19Political Information
Governance Type: Monarchy
Dominant Political Ideology: Feudal CapitalismMilitary
Total Military Personnel: 2.3 million service members, primarily engaged in anti-piracy operations, protection details, and merchant escort.
Historical Record of your race/Civilization: The First Founders, the Hréinn are an old species. Supposedly, they witnessed the rise, fall, and rise again of the Vresh. They watched their homeworld be consumed by them, and wandered ever since, their once mirthful hearts turned to sorrow. The star-lanes were theirs for the taking, and though they settled many worlds, none were truly theirs. They were the first of the Guild. Their mastery of navigation, shipbuilding and the stars unparalleled for none but they have spent so long among the inky depths of the stars. The Guild was a necessity, then. The only way for a species barely clinging to life to survive. The first Houses were formed in this era, the Houses of Ornsgrave, Ljonel, and Belhest. These Houses, were conglomerations of firms, corporations and fleets that were all owned, and inherited by a single family line. They became royalty, of a sort. As the Guild grew, and incorporated more peoples, ships and concerns incorporated into the tapestry of exchange that the Guild had woven, more Houses began. Most, at first, were led by Hréinn, but as years passed the leadership of the Houses became diverse, with Nauchrten, Faeson, Abr, and most recently, within the last few centuries, Human Houses coming into existence.
Perhaps it was out of the lingering sorrow of the Hréinn that the greatest project ever undertaken by the Guild was planned, and executed throughout three centuries. The plan was a simple construction. The creation of a ring, just under one-hundred-sixty-thousand kilometers in diameter, a thousand kilometers in width, and a spin producing just above a single gravity. With massive shipyards and slipways all along the outer area, and kilometer tall walls holding in a pleasant oxygen atmosphere, it was a jewel in the crown of the Guild. Not only a technological and engineering masterwork, it was a statement to the galaxy at large. The Guild was no longer simply a massive company. It was a nation in all but name. Now, nearing a millennia old, the Empyrean Harbor, has become one of if not the center of galactic commerce, its many foundries making goods ranging from ships, to toasters, to small arms and cybernetics. On its surface eleven billion sentients live their lives like any other would. Along the great walls between the world and the void, vast sensor and communications arrays sit, beaming instructions to far-flung merchant flotillas. Ships come and go, exchanging cargo of all kinds.
Thrice, the Empyrean Harbor has been attacked. First by the Dread Lord Ul'Tarketh, a pirate with a fleet of five hundred ships, and once more by his son, Ul'Morgeth, seeking to avenge his father. Both times, vast armadas of mercenaries were hired, payed for with the seemingly bottomless wealth of the Guild. The Guild is no stranger to war. One could say conflict was what led to its creation. The third and final time war touched the Empyrean Harbor was not from some dread pirate, nor some alien menace, but from within. A century ago, there was a Fourth Great House, the House of Wyldred. You see, the Houses all those centuries ago declared a monarch, a ruler of the Guild. It was not hereditary, but upon a monarchs death a new one would be elected from the great Houses. The House Wyldred was in power and its Lord, Yvernes Tein raf Wyldred, who was also Monarch, died. His daughter, the ever ambitious Avangeline Tein raf Wyldred, the Usurper, and her House Guard marched into the College of Lords and dissolved it at gunpoint, claiming the title of Monarch by right of succession.
Her reign lasted a decade, and the Great Houses of Ornsgrave, Ljonel, and Belhest plotted against her and her allies in the Lesser Houses. They assembled a vast coalition of Lesser Houses, and poised themselves to strike at the heart of the Usurper, the Heigelen Palace. The event would later be known as the Midnight Coup. At midnight, the coalition struck. The simultaneous detonation of a hundred ships crippled the Usurper's fleet. Entire regiments of House Guard were deployed within minutes to every Usurper controlled post on the Harbor, slaughtering them without mercy. A full regiment of House Belhest's House Guard stormed the Heigelen Palace, and butchered their way to the Usurper herself, taking her captive. A broadcast went out to every ship, station and habitat in the galaxy under Guild control, declaring Gwynevere Fenn raf Belhest the rightful Monarch of the Guild, demanding confirmations of fealty, or threatening swift deaths. By the time dawn rose on the Heigelen Palace, the coup had ended. The coalition had won.
"Peace is profit," a common saying in the Guild goes, "But war is as well." Now, ninety years later, Monarch Gwynevere Fenn raf Belhest still rules, the long lived Hréinn's life coming to an end. She has lived for three and half-centuries, and her successor is yet to be decided. In these troubled times, the Guild cannot afford another Midnight Coup, but if the Great Houses cannot come to agreement, that may be only an inevitability.Player Information
RP Sample: The Hréinn are just a mite shorter than the galactic average, a byproduct of the higher gravity of their long-dead and forgotten birthworld. This makes them a particularly convenient choice for hardsuit piloting. The Geind-IV EP/A stood at approximately three meters. With the pilot just above a meter-and-a-half on average, there was plenty of room for armor, maneuvering systems, sensors, countermeasures and even a lightweight shield systems. The Geind-IV was considered by many the pinnacle of Guild hardsuits, the only downfall being the exorbitant cost. To a Trade House, however, funding was very rarely an issue.
Four hours prior, the Lonely Moon, a wanted pirate vessel responsible for the destruction of four Guild haulers, had been spotted. After several hours of pursuit, the Guild patrol vessel Quinerre-raf-Sveirns fired a salvo of fusion lances, the Lonely Moon halting and complying to the demands of an inspection team boarding them. An hour later, Llwyllyn Weirn raf Mordyr hummed idly as the side doors opened, and the metal locking pins that strapped his suit to the interior of the transport disengaged. A quick diagnostic run later, the three meter tall, bright red mass of ceramic composite, sensor systems, and servomotors took its first two heavy steps onto the boat bay of the pirate vessel. He looked around at what surrounded him. Roughshod barricade of stolen cargo, heat signatures of craven pirates hidden behind them. The suits onboard computer designated priority targets. Beside him, another Geind-IV disengaged and stepped onto the boat bay landing zone, before the star of the show arrived. Fleihsljeutn Fleura Vern raf Halleidei was distinctly not in a hardsuit. Rather, she was dressed in a similarly red, as red was the color of a official Guild property. She wore an armored vac suit, an impulse rifle hanging limply from a strap as she produced a data pad. "This vessel is the Lonely Moon, yes?" She said, an unmistakable Guild lilt to her voice.
Weirn raf Mordyr smiled ever so slightly to himself, flicking the switch that would turn his hardsuit to combat power, and pre-charge his fusion mitrailleuse. "This is indeed the Lonely Moon! The Guild has no legal right for this inspection, we are an independent hauler!" Shouted one of the fools behind one of the tougher looking crates. Everyone knew that they were pirates, and the pirates knew that the Guild knew that they were pirates. It was a last minute bluff, and it was so absurd it made Weirn raf Mordyr chuckle for a split second.
"Thank you for that confirmation, sir," Vern raf Halleidei said, unmistakable mirth in her voice, "In accordance with Guild regulations, all crew of this vessel have been charged with four Acts of Piracy, please surrender your weapons, cargo, and vessel to the Guild, non-compliance will be met with immediate lethal force,"
"Go float yourse--" The presumable pirate captain never managed to finish his defiant cry, as in that moment he and his cover were turned into molten slag. The warbling scream of a fusion mitrailleuse cooling unmistakable. Llwyllyn Weirn raf Mordyr pivoted towards his next target, varied small arms fire ranging from lasers to impulse ballistics pinging off his shields. To his right, he briefly caught a glance of his fellow hardsuit expending a judicious amount of ordinance into a band of fleeing pirates. A high-pitched tone indicated he'd achieved lock, and he fired the coaxial impulse gun, spitting death in the general vicinity. Mincing pirates and crates alike. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a priority target--a pirate carrying a pilfered, outdated anti-armor launcher. Though old, it at the very least posed more of a threat then the sustained small arms fire. Weirn raf Mordyr pivoted, heavy footfalls echoing throughout the boat bay, before locking on with the massive, rapid-firing accelerator cannon. The pirate looked up, and in his last moments, felt fear. Weirn raf Mordyr depressed the firing stud, and the rapid, heavy thunder turned the man into biomass.
"Well," mused Vern raf Halleidei, "That's our job done. The cargo will be reclaimed and inventoried by another team, and the Quinerre-raf-Sveirns is also informing us that the bounties on these lot will be directed to our accounts. So, according to them, drinks are on us next time we stop at a port,"
"The bastards,"
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by Free Asian Ports » Thu Oct 24, 2019 1:59 pm
Alitheia in SPAAAACCCEEE!!!
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General Information
Official Nation Name: the Vexian Confederacy(What do you call yourself)
Population: 7 billion
Preferred Map Location: sector 31
Political Information
Governance Type: Direct Democracy
Dominant Political Ideology: Isolationist Unitarian
Military
Total Military Personnel: 350 million personnel, approximately 5% of the population
Historical Record of your race/Civilization:
Player Information
RP Sample: you know me
Have you read the rules and promise not to be That Guy?: Yes
by Parcia » Fri Nov 01, 2019 7:57 am
by The United Remnants of America » Mon Nov 04, 2019 6:43 pm
Alitheia in SPAAAACCCEEE!!!
General Information
Official Nation Name: The Seran Federation
Population: Idk 15-40 billion
Preferred Map Location: 10Political Information
Governance Type: Unitary Republic, with representatives from each world forming a senate and a governor's council.
Dominant Political Ideology: Usually liberal/libertarian views. It's a relatively loose coalition of worlds.Military
Total Military Personnel: Around 5.4 million. 3.1 million make up the Colonial Militia, 2 million make up the Federal Marines, 5,000 are in the Special Forces, there are 51 Immortals, and about 362,000 in the Federal Navy
Historical Record of your race/Civilization: The Seran people at one point were colonists. Their homeland, after achieving expansive stellar territories, noted the world of Seranos for its highly livable biosphere. The world was almost nearly covered in fresh water oceans, temperate forests and rolling plains, with only a few mountain ranges to blemish its beautiful surface. The world was perfect. However, as do all great nations, the civilization that originally sent the Serans fell and all contact was lost between the colony and the rest of the empire. The Serans fell into a dark age. They subsequently spent the next six-thousand years falling apart and then rebuilding and re-learning the technology that was lost to them from the now near-mythic civilization that brought them here. But now, after three centuries of rebuilding Seranos and exploring their home system, the Seran Federation has taken the next five centuries and expanded to a score of systems and now has done to other worlds what Seranos once was: they colonized an expanse of 23 other worlds, thus developing the Federation into a power in its home constellation of stars and systems. None would dare strike against the colony-that-once-was now that it was a fledgling empire.Player Information
RP Sample: I will feed you your own skin and wear your innards as a skirt.
Have you read the rules and promise not to be That Guy?: I promise nothing.
by The United Remnants of America » Mon Nov 04, 2019 6:44 pm
by Rykil » Sun Nov 10, 2019 10:54 pm
Alitheia in SPAAAACCCEEE!!!
General Information
Official Nation Name: Abr Networked Worlds
Population: 29.7 Billion.
Preferred Map Location: 15 - 16Political Information
Governance Type: Futarchic Council
Dominant Political Ideology: Collective FutarchyMilitary
Total Military Personnel: 742,500,000, roughly 2.5% of the Abr population.
Historical Record of your race/Civilization: (Home system: Nasc & Aesc with Beac in the center, Beac and it's captured asteroid moons, Homestar and Asteroid Disk with Nesi in the midst of it, the Homesystem as a whole) (Crude diagram of an Abr's biology made in MS Paint) The Abr are an aquatic silicone-based sentient species hailing from the Jovian moon of Nasc. They are also called Silics by a majority of the galactic community. Abr dwell within the oceans of their homeworld, and could generally live anywhere in the ocean. The Abr preferred the cold depths as it increased the conductivity of electricity in their brains, allowing higher neurological processes. They maneuvered through the water with their wire-like tentacles. The bulbous sensory organs which covered their bodies allowed them to detect vibrations, various forms of radiation, radio waves, and electrical currents. A small organ located in between the eight tentacles allows them to communicate with others of their kind via radio transmissions. To sustain themselves, the Abr utilize leaf-like organs which extend from the gaps between the sensory bulbs. These "feeding leaves" capture solar energy and small plankton-like creatures.
The Abr, in their cold computing state when in lower temperatures, realized the value that the surface of Nasc held for them. Already they had attempted to reach the surface and were able to gaze upon it, but they were unable to survive due to their weak skeletal structure. Many generations passed, and none still made it to the surface. Many more generations passed, and the Abr had developed a stronger skeletal structure which allowed them to survive on land. The atmosphere was much thinner than a world that would be considered habitable by other sentient lifeforms, but due to their silicoid nature, they had no use for the mainly oxygen-based atmosphere. Abr societies took on a duality nature, one contingent of Abr would remain on the surface for its resources, while the other contingent would remain in the cold depths of the oceans for the technological advancement of their race.
The main drive of Abr civilization was two things, metal and technology. The Abr were careful not to raze or scorch the earth of their opponents else they take the risk of harming the other's knowledge. It is due to this that much of the history of the Abr is in incredible condition. Metalworking was unable to be performed in their native oceans, further increasing the value on the surface. Religion always remained a minor force, for the cold undersea thinkers would always find some way to disprove the beliefs in a supernatural entity that created the world. Few religious institutions were able to gain power over the Abr and they usually never lasted very long. Abr civilization progressed as normal until the revolutionary day that they invented the radio transmitter. They themselves were able to transmit radio signals, but they never understood how they did it. When an inventor and biologist known as Irqs discovered the functions of the Abr radio organ, they found a way to artificially create them with machines.
The Abr Industrial revolution came to a start with Irqs discovery, and now that factories were producing everything they could need at an exponential rate, the Abr looked to the stars more than they had been before. They gazed upwards with grand mirrors, looking upon Aesc, Beac, and the grand asteroid disk that surrounded their sun. They would be colonized in the future, acting as the first steps for their path to becoming a major power in the galaxy. Many generations later, the information age had rolled in. And the Abr saw space as the last frontier to conquer. It would be a much greater period of time before they would unite into a world-spanning union, but that time was greatly cut short by the existence of a hostile asteroid inbound to their world. Few of these kinds of asteroids existed, but they would bring about mass-extinction level events. This one in particular was around five kilometers in length, and nearly four in width.
The ensuing mass panic resulted in what would originally become a temporary alliance. All of the greatest minds of Nasc were put to work to devise a way to launch a spacecraft that would detonate nuclear explosives in order to terminate the asteroid. When the solution for advanced chemical rockets was found, and the delivery mechanism for nuclear explosives worked out, resources from across the globe were donated to the cause. The hostile asteroid was destroyed, and the Abr could rest easily knowing that mass-extinction was no longer right around the corner. Many leading political, economic, and social leaders proposed that this would be an ideal time for a unification event. They were correct. The Abr transitioned into a Futarchic Council. From that point onwards it grew into a stable organization, putting down rebellions and insurgencies. Nasc was united, but Aesc, the Beac Objects, Beac itself, and newly discovered Nesi were the next to go.
A Von Neumman Probe was launched from the revolutionary orbital factory of Nasc, inbound on a course to Aesc. In the months it took for the probe to reach Aesc, the orbital infrastructure of Nasc greatly expanded. The probe landed on Aesc, it constructed a Communications Array to maintain contact with Nasc. In due time, a colony ship would arrive at Aesc, with the Probe having already constructed a decent base to build a colony upon. Aesc would then serve as a staging point for the further exploration and colonization of Beac and it's captured asteroid moons. The same Von Neumann Probe was launched beforehand, then the colony ship would come along to each of the four moons and deposit the colonists. Beac would remain uncolonized until the later discovery of anti-gravity systems. Even then, extensive colonization of Beac remained limited until advanced building methods were found.
The asteroid disk was the second-to-last colonized object in the home system. The Probe had to wait a much longer period of time before the colony ship would arrive, and by the time that it did arrive it had already secured a sizeable portion of territory in the belt for use by the Abr. Nesi was already marked by the probe, and thus, the Era of Colonization ended. The whole process had taken a total of nearly two-hundred years, due to the constraints of ship-speed, light lag, and population growth. By this point in time, the Abr fell into a period of prosperity, population growth, and technological advancement. However, the final frontier had not yet been conquered, and the Abr sought out more. The coldest minds of the Abr Networked Worlds developed the Aolt Drive, which would allowed faster-than-light travel between solar systems. From then on the Abr population would explode as the colonization spree erupted once again. Those days are long past now, the Abr Networked Worlds sits in the galaxy as a major power in the field. With the state of the Cradle of Humanity descending into worsened tensions, some factions wishing to knock mankind down a peg and a theoretical galactic mass-extinction event, the Abr must remain as vigilant as ever in a galaxy descending into chaos.Player Information
RP Sample: The Abr exploration vessel exploded into a new solar system, heat rushing into the shields. Standard procedure as always, let the heat sink in, wait for it to cool, then move onwards into the system. Probes were launched from the spherical vessel's dotted launch tubes, covering more ground and gathering data over a large area. The main vessel, however, was interested not in the systems Oort cloud but in the gravitational anomaly detected in a relatively empty part of the binary solar system. No planets, spacecraft, dwarf planets or moons were seen by the ship's sensors. Strange. The vessel moved forward, pulled by a projected gravitational singularity. The sensors were going wild with the data streaming in from the anomaly. High metal content, heavy radiation, and the obvious gravitational fields. The Abr who captained the vessel was almost entranced by the find. There hadn't been a worthwhile anomaly in weeks, so this was a refreshing one. The captain lowered the temperature of their chamber for this and alerted all other crewmembers to do the same.
"Interest. Possible mark of old race? Experimental gravitational spacetime device?"
In case of danger, the Probes always went first. Another probe was ejected from a launch tube and made a beeline to the anomaly ahead. Live data from the Probe streamed back to the Abr vessel as it continued on its course. The Probe was nearing the point of contact with the anomaly, and soon enough, the Abr were treated to an unexpected surprise. The gravitational fields dampened in a specific part of the anomaly, before being nullified completely. Then, an attracting force overpowered the probe and pulled it closer to the anomaly. The anomaly was confirmed to be a hexagonal station approximately half a kilometer in width and height. The probe was drawn into an entry port. The live connection with the probe stuttered slightly, but it did not give in. The probe continued on. The data feed revealed a cramped passageway out of the hangar that the probe had been pulled into. Moments later the probe opened into a vast computer room, databases worth of information stored within. The freezing temperatures would be perfect for any kind of silicoid lifeform. In the center of the room, there was a computer that held a variety of stations for plugging in. The probe scanned them, then the built-in nano-core adjusted it's computational connectors so that it would match the plug-in stations.
The probe connected, and the Abr vessel's database was awash with a wealth of information. The shipboard AI and it's Sub-Intelligences immediately went to work at sorting it out and organizing it. The anomaly was confirmed to contain the massive overview of a now-extinct alien race, confirming the captain's original theory that it was indeed the mark of an old race. the overview contained history, biology, society, technology, culture, and their unfortunate extinction. This species had not been able to leave their solar system before being wiped out by an aggressive and unknown entity, likely a rogue self-replicating drone network. However, the old race had a self-replicating drone in storage that survived the sweeping attack of the hostile entities. It had limited resources at it's disposal and only a matter of time before it would give in to multiple system errors due to battle damage. It constructed this time capsule in hopes that, someday, an alien race would find it and preserve their memory. Despite how Abr did not usually feel heavy emotions, the captain was almost immediately saddened by the demise of this old race.
"Mourning. The Mark lived, the Creator died."
It signaled the location of this system and the identified anomaly to the Abr Networked Worlds before moving on to finish surveying the system, then warping to the next one.
Have you read the rules and promise not to be That Guy?: Yes.
by Raktio » Mon Nov 11, 2019 12:01 am
by The United Remnants of America » Mon Nov 11, 2019 8:56 am
by Raktio » Wed Nov 13, 2019 5:02 am
by Parcia » Wed Nov 13, 2019 11:41 am
Raktio wrote:So based on what I am reading in the gdoc, shields are basically massive energy based heat sinks (modular or bubble shields?) and as far as I can tell they only interfere with energy (laser/plasma?/whateverelse) based weapons, and there is no indication about their effects on kinetic weapons, if any at all.
Also how big and clunky are FTL drives? Can they fit on smallcraft (which I would assume would also be making smaller jumps due to heat dump limits, but that still allows for raiders to hit and run on smallcraft and the likes)? (and if they can then it suddenly turns into a tele-bombing match)
Lastly with the the way it is described, it sounds like the FTL and shields are linked where basically the shields are diverted energy from inefficient FTL technology (where as completely streamlined FTL tech wouldn't have that extra energy left over, allowing for smoother jumps and probably a much easier controlled shields).
by The United Remnants of America » Wed Nov 13, 2019 3:42 pm
by Arvenia » Thu Nov 14, 2019 1:50 am
Alitheia in SPAAAACCCEEE!!!
General Information
Official Nation Name: Ferran Empire
Population: 32 Billion
Preferred Map Location: 32 and 33Political Information
Governance Type: Tribal Federation
Dominant Political Ideology: Imperialistic EthnocentrismMilitary
Total Military Personnel: 820,000,000
Historical Record of your race/Civilization: The Ferrans are a species of feline humanoids. They look like Humans, but have cat ears, cat fangs (teeth), cat claws and cat eyes. They were organized into clans, each led by a chief, and their homeworld is Ferra I, located in the Ferra System. They were a primitive species for many, many years until they started to develop technology and unite their respective tribes. The many wars the tribes waged on each others have usually been common, but ended up becoming extremely devastating, thus unity was preferred. The "Council of Tribes" was set up to represent the tribes of the Ferran race and also guide the entire race as a whole.
Upon expansion across and outside the Ferra System, the Ferran Empire developed an ideology that combines it's imperialistic attitude with a sense of ethnocentrism, viewing the Ferrans as a race that is superior towards other races, both tribal and non-tribal. They do other stuff than just invading such as trade, diplomacy and science. Nonetheless, they are still a militant race thirsting for blood ever since their old, primitive days on their homeworld.Player Information
RP Sample: The Modern Age Collapse
Have you read the rules and promise not to be That Guy?: Hell Yeah!
by Parcia » Fri Nov 15, 2019 12:09 pm
by Raktio » Fri Nov 15, 2019 1:00 pm
by Parcia » Fri Nov 15, 2019 1:02 pm
Raktio wrote:Parcia wrote:
As in Mac Truck, the 18 wheelers
Oh, semi-trucks.
Also two ideas. Make shields much more effective against energy based weapons and less effective against ballistic weapons, but ship armor + maneuverability deals with ballistics much better then energy weapon. Have shield variants, namely a cloaking shield which really just absorbs the energy and has it stowed away, thus making the ship effectively disappear (limiting factor being energy storage capacity before you have to drop all the heat or risk meltdown or worse, also an energy weapon hitting such shields could cause instant critical failure due to overload).
And yeah, teleporting bombs sounds like a very good anti-capital ship tactic. Nuclear (fusion) warhead, computer, and a 1-shot short range Drive, put them together and you have the ability to simply drop a (more likely multiple for reinsurance) bomb in the middle of the target. If the energy needs to be leached off before jump, have that be part of the launch station, if it's after arrival, well you're not going to care about it so much at that point.
PS: When you were talking about a Big Mac the only thing I could think about was the Mc Donald's one.
by Raktio » Sun Nov 17, 2019 12:12 pm
Parcia wrote:Raktio wrote:Oh, semi-trucks.
Also two ideas. Make shields much more effective against energy based weapons and less effective against ballistic weapons, but ship armor + maneuverability deals with ballistics much better then energy weapon. Have shield variants, namely a cloaking shield which really just absorbs the energy and has it stowed away, thus making the ship effectively disappear (limiting factor being energy storage capacity before you have to drop all the heat or risk meltdown or worse, also an energy weapon hitting such shields could cause instant critical failure due to overload).
And yeah, teleporting bombs sounds like a very good anti-capital ship tactic. Nuclear (fusion) warhead, computer, and a 1-shot short range Drive, put them together and you have the ability to simply drop a (more likely multiple for reinsurance) bomb in the middle of the target. If the energy needs to be leached off before jump, have that be part of the launch station, if it's after arrival, well you're not going to care about it so much at that point.
PS: When you were talking about a Big Mac the only thing I could think about was the Mc Donald's one.
All good ideas, jump in to the discord and ping me.
by Raktio » Sun Nov 17, 2019 10:05 pm
Alitheia in SPAAAACCCEEE!!!
General Information
Official Nation Name: N/A
Population: 1
Preferred Map Location: 11 (totally the best place to be, yup)
Political Information
Governance Type: Communist Dictatorship?
Dominant Political Ideology: Protect the last Chizn
Military
Total Military Personnel: 1?
Historical Record of your race/Civilization: Well before the AI was made. It's creators -- the Chizn--, shortly after developing FTL travel, unfortunately made first contact with barbaric warmongers.The war was brutal and with the creators at a disadvantage, it slowly became evident they would loose. However, not giving up, they turned their focus from throwing soldiers at the enemy to throwing AI controlled machines at the enemy, but even that didn't work as they slowly succumbed to the relentless attacks. Finally, they began to really turtle down and turn each of their planets into bastions with orbital platforms bristling with weapons, and even the begin to make rudimentary planetary shields. By the time the homeworld was under siege, the Chizn had all but mastered the art of desperate defenses, and their crown jewel defense was the most advanced AI they could manage to create, fully keyed to make it so that the entire planet's defenses were impeccable. Their plan worked, but not well enough. The invaders eventually managed to overwhelm the planetary defenses and conquer their way through the Chizn.
What neither the enemy nor the Chizn knew, though, was that the AI had known it could not win out and had already managed to make an escape plan. Using automated machinery, it managed to make a backup location which was well hidden enough that nobody else knew about it. It also took advantage of a loophole in its directives. One of the prime directives was to "Protect the Chizn and ensure that as many Chizn survives as possible" which, in deciding that it was a Chizn person, managed to make it so that so long as it exhausted all other options where more Chizn would survive, it would be able to live on even if the war was lost. And thus it lay in its tomb, dormant, for twenty three years before finally rebooting (in order to shake off any potential of being found via energy detection scans). Seeing that the invaders had long since conquered the planet, it began to work on once more securing its hold, using machinery it had managed to stow in its secret bunker and slowly it began to make a deep underground complex spanning the planet.
After many years of preparation underground, and slowly taking over the enemy's own computers above, it sprang into action. Anything which was controlled by a computer was controlled by it, granting it access to the enemy's entire information system, as well as most of their planetary defenses and ships, which quickly got rid of their crew. Simultaneously, completely constructed war machines burst out of their hidden underground hangers and began what amounted to a complete, and utter, one sided slaughter. After securing the planet without even a squeak getting out, it began to quickly re-purpose technology on the surface and fortify its gains. From there it turned to a blitzkrieg surprise attack campaign, throwing the enemy's own ships at them, and catching them off guard before either subverting the ship or blasting it to scrap for recycling. This continued for several years until it had completely destroyed the enemy, who themselves had wiped out three other budding civilizations. Having felt satisfied that it had suitably taken revenge for the Chizn people, a feeling it hadn't realized it had before, it began to fortify the worlds it had and mass produce space ships, all for the sake of defending the last Chizn.
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by Raktio » Sat Nov 23, 2019 11:04 am
Alitheia in SPAAAACCCEEE!!!
General Information
Official Nation Name: Raktio
Population: 32 Billion
Preferred Map Location: 27 & 30 (though a lot of presence in the neighboring sectors)
Political Information
Governance Type: The government is a Stratocratic Meritocracy, current headed by High Admiral Korrvek
Dominant Political Ideology: Spread across the stars and lay claim to whatever territory we can so long as we can reasonably hold it and search for new hunting grounds.
Military
Total Military Personnel: on the order of 2 million combat personnel, however nearly everybody is in the military in one way or another since it serves as the government, most research is done through the military (even if the research in question doesn't seem like it's military related, which it almost always ends up being so), mass transportation and trade are a logistics division (a very large one)
Historical Record of your race/Civilization: Early ra'tzekio were a hunter gatherer people who survived in the dense jungles of their heavy world. Evolved from predators, they quickly learned that tools make for the best means of killing their prey and securing their own safety. Late in the invention of fire due to a lack of need for it more often then not aside from the more polar civilizations they had a long lull in their technological development, but none the less eventually fire became common place due to the fact that cooked food tastes better (and had much more proteins and nutritions available due to that being the way chemistry works) and metalwork became more common in the polar regions where crystwood rarely grew. Because of that, technology spread from the polar regions and into the more central regions since metal has many more applications then crystwood due to the way it is worked with rather than carved out. Naturally, over time they developed better and better technology and thousands of years later figured out how to make FTL space ships.
The space bound ra'tzekio eventually broke away from the homeworld and began to establish their own hierarchies, however the High Admiral of the homeworld at the time would not have it and producing a fleet of warships, proceeded to "get the other planets and colonies back in line" often via a show of superior force and then winning a personal duel against any who didn't fall in line (and for those who didn't accept the duel, telepedoing their capital ships or bombarding their planetbound base). Once reuniting the race, he went about to ensure that the the empire was streamlined for efficiency and ranking officials were kept in check for in case they were to overstep their bounds, large enough celestial objects were designated either resource worlds or life worlds and set in a planned path based on which one they were. The Stratocratcy of Raktio already covers a massive area of space, much of which has been either industrialized with automated machines or terramophed worlds with massive deadly biomes which the ra'tzekio often reside in. The ra'tzekio remain united to this day under the military government with a strong space presence and constant seeking for new hunting grounds beyond their controlled space.
Other
The ra'tzekio naturally psionically enhance their bodies and their senses, making them tougher, faster and stronger than they already appear. They also can also literally sense fear, and aggression as well a possess a psionic danger sense, allowing them to react to an attack, possibly before it's even being acted out.
They come from a planet with about 2.1 G's and as such their bodies are built for heavy gravity receptively find 1 G extremely light.
Final note: They have a material called Crystwood which is native to their home planet (and is notoriously had to grow outside of the the jungles of it) which, when treated right, works just as good as a modern power weapon (in a melee) if not better at times, due to it's unique crystaline structure, carbon tube nanowire fibers and the fact that it is psionically reactive.
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