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mdk said
Not necessarily. Planet-to-orbit is a massive energy barrier (I mean you've seen how much rocket it takes to put a shuttle into LEO). Planet-to-interstellar missiles would have to be... I mean.... we're talking *enormous* amounts of power required. The more logical process would be to send tools of production into space -- something like a construction drone, sent out into the asteroid belt to convert space rocks into materials, materials into space stations, stations into shipyards, etc. So what's the advantage of doing something like that, well, A, it dramatically reduces how much mass you need to carry off your planet, which is a big deal. But secondly, it opens the door for space travel as a means of power-projection. Think 'carrier battlegroups' in naval theory.... Carriers are essentially portable airfields, and massive ships like these would function as portable planets. You'd park it in orbit around a sun, and you'd immediately enjoy vast physical advantages over any planet-bound (or planet-orbiting) forces in the system -- primarily, firing weapons from a ship will always consume less energy than firing weapons from a planet, because of gravitational considerations. So, if you can BUILD such a ship -- which only a select few could, on account of (again) physical barriers to access and the costs involved -- you could very conceivably use them to build an empire. For reference the British built a global empire in an era of sailboats and carrier pigeons... these things are certainly possible, for the men who can pull it off.


Except that there are two key differences between a space empire in space and the British empire which was not in space.

#1: The time disparity isn't even remotely comparable. Even at light speed the closest solar system is Proxima Centauri, that's still 4.2 years away at the speed of light. None of the closest ten solar systems are even remotely acceptable candidates for life. (At least, life as we know it, and which would be useful for anything from Earth.) This is at light speed. Getting there by modern propulsion would take around... 72,000 years. Even at 1/10th light speed, which isn't anywhere near achievable for humanity at the moment, it would take us 42 years to get to the closest system, which isn't remotely inhabitable.

Maintaining an empire when it would take decades, or even centuries, to just send and receive orders, would be insanely prohibitive to the maintenance of any sort of long range space fleet. Leave alone the fact that during the reign of the British Empire, technology moved slowly. If technology continues to change and upgrade at the rapid pace it is now, even 10-20 years from now the targeting computers used on those war ships would be antiquated toys put into calculators for small children. And yes, for space combat, at the sheer range that it would go on at, you would need targeting computers, human beings wouldn't cut it.

#2: Then there's the fact that despite the higher cost of firing defensively from a planet against an offensive fleet, planets have two advantages that fleets do not have.

#1: Fleets would be easy to see coming from (literally) decades away. Especially since you can't hide heat in space, one of the coldest damned places we know, because even if you can disguise ships with heat retaining alloys, you certainly can't do that for your engines, which have to expunge heat emissions. Unless you invent an engine or method of propulsion not driven by heat, in which case, by then, technology in general will have evolved to the point of being able to monitor the entirety of the night's sky through networked satellites.

#2: Planets don't realistically run out of ammo. Ships certainly do. At least, ships would far, far sooner than planets would. Because push comes to shove, you could fire giant rocks into space to intercept incoming missiles using advanced targeting computers and it would do the job.

This is not mentioning that it would still be cheaper to mass produce cheap interception methods to ballistics weaponry and arm them on satellites/fire them into space manually, than it would be to mass produce war fleets capable of laying siege to an entire planet. Especially if you use those same construction ships/drones to just... Drag the asteroids back to the planet and build even more satellites and ammunition in orbit... Instead of wasting a significant portion of it on hulls, engines, fuel, etc.

Traditional fleet combat, or ballistics weaponry, when put to the sheer scale of space, is irrelevant nonsense. Wars would be fought on a planetary scale, because fighting over the sheer amount of distance in space would be insane and impractical. Especially since there's quite literally vast emptiness between you and the incoming fleet, so it's not like you can't see them coming.

Now if you can break the light speed barrier with ships, then fleet combat comes back into play, because you can't see them coming... But if you break the light speed barrier, you just broke the back of one of the key principles of hard sci-fi, and moved into soft sci-fi. Something far more malleable.

EDIT

Though I suppose I should quickly expand on something I said before: "From my primitive point of view." What the future holds is likely so far beyond my comprehension as to make it outright alien to me. With the way technology and society is marching on, who could have imagined instantaneous communication available to everyone across the entire planet for just 10 dollars a month? Or access to the entire world's vast collection of public knowledge in over twenty different languages, all accessible in your pocket? Such things must be like magic to men of a hundred years ago. A hundred years from now, the technology we will have will be like magic to a very likely dead me. Leave alone two hundred or three hundred years from now.

All I can do is contemplate the future and all its potential wonders. I will never know it.
Politically democratic who votes not for a party but for what is logically sound for the time. Ex: If we need social reforms, vote in a liberal. If we need economic repairs, a conservative will do. If you want to destroy the country, vote in extremists.

Personally, the most ideal form of government would begin paying off the debt, investing in asteroid mining, advancing automation, solidfying the rights of churches and organizations as mainly equal to people save in core rights and freedoms, reforming the current welfare system to just give money instead, etc.

What I currently have as a citizen is better than anyone has ever had at any point in time. Now we need to improve things not only for ourselves, but for the next generation, giving them a greater foundation upon which to build the future...

... One small step at a time.
Realistically speaking, space warfare is not a matter of stealth in the traditional sense of "invisibility", and combat would not be done in the traditional sense of ballistics-based warfare. The rule of thumb is nothing can travel faster than light.

Ergo, from an admittedly primitive point of view, space combat would likely be more on a planetary scale. Missiles would be countered long before they could reach their targets by this point so it would be more like spies with suit case explosives. The idea of large fleets doing battle would become, frankly, antiquated, in an era where a planet loaded with self-defense platforms and satellites would be more than capable of evaporating fleets of thousands of war ships.

Wars would be fought in the dark by diplomats, politicians, assassins, and sabotage. Embargos would become the new method by which to exclude a member of the community. Speaking of community, there would only be a very shrewd sense of it. By the time messages would get to and from the Earth, years will have passed, decades, possible even centuries. Dreams of empire would be fantastical at best. Even defeating the speed of light for data and messages, there would be no way to enforce threats unless you could defeat the light speed barrier with ships as well. At which point, you've hit the event horizon that keeps "hard" sci-fi where it is, and begin to move into the soft sci-fi realm.

There's not much else to say about it.
Raen Elvarasi said
I work and go to school. I still have plenty of time to pay attention to the RPs. >.>


Believe me when I say that Gat's work schedule reminds me of a Nazi internment camp regiment. He RP's in advanced because it gives him enough time to do all the work he needs to do to survive.

This RP is slow. Yes. I mentioned one week posting schedules, did I not? At the very least the IC would have made that very clear. Life gets in the way, it slows people down. This RP is humongous, ergo it's slow. If I made a smaller RP (and I do from time to time) those tend to go faster. Why? Less upkeep cost, less players to wait on and work with, etc. To put it in TV terminology: This RP is more akin to Babylon 5 than it is to a cartoon. There's a lot of build-up before you finally hit that pay off. That's just the nature of the beast.

I recommend that you find other RP's and work in those as well if you have so much spare time, or play video games (I know I do!), or if you want to remain centric to this RP try chatting about it with some of the people in this thread. Most of us have messengers I'm sure.

At the very least, keep calm, and try to avoid describing the turtle pace of this RP with the same words you would use to describe the death of half a dozen US presidents strapped to a nuclear missile blasted into space at the planet Klendathu IV. /references galore.

Oh, and one more thing. Tempest, myself, Gat, and Slade all tend to have weeks of work, labour, education or otherwise, that regularly exceed 50 hours as an average. To put it bluntly: The average work week is 40 hours. We're all very busy people, and we like to ensure the utmost in quality in our posts, ergo... We take our time. Sorry. *Shrugs* There's nothing I can do about that. Now if you could invent a time machine or win me a million bucks I'm sure I could institute slave labour camps to churn out posts faster. I don't think you have a million dollars to spare though.

Herzinth said
wellthat was a nice read


Ah, alcohol...

Oh, and Raen, one last thing...

To take something personally would be to construe personal offense or lament personal damages due to the behavioural patterns of another entity. In no way was this the case, people here were just attempting to explain why things were going slow. This is a logical response to the complaint of things being slow: Explanation.
It's the person's choice to choose to end their own lives. Selfish, in that their pain isn't eliminated, it's merely passed on to those around them who will grieve their passing, but ultimately... If a person, after an extended duration of time (that is, more than a simple emotional outburst) cannot deal with life and wishes to end their own life, especially in cases with the highly disabled or the elderly... Then it is equally selfish to tell those people that they are not allowed to end their own lives because it might hurt you.

EDIT

As for those bringing in "you're ruining God's plans" into the mix: God, if you believe he exists, is omnipotent and omniscient. He planned for suicide. If he didn't, he's not omniscient, or omnipotent.
IC response up for Hunt for Diana and Royal Blood. I think I've also stumbled on a solution for NPC's. I'm going to give them short FAQ "character sheets" and link them to the second post like I do for PC's. Not sure what to do with the rest of the lore section yet, it may end up scrapped when player resources become a thing.

Hint: Make friends. You can win over some of them to become permanent helpers and some of the first members of your entourage, even winning control over them entirely as specialists.
"Let us see if you live up to expectations." -Sarah Darkhammer, Page 1.

Royal Blood


Rayne Walker's comments elicited a great deal of distrust from Xavier. At a glance one could be forgiven for mistaking such a look as having a murderous intent. Instead, he takes a deep breath, and looks Rayne dead in the eyes. "I'll be sure to keep my daughter safe... Just as soon as you leave." Perhaps it wasn't best to implicate the victim's daughter of anything to a man who was likely distraught by the situation... And, notable, distrustful of foreigners... As well, Penelope noticed the distrust from Rayne, and immediately looked down at her feet. Her hands come together nervously over her thighs as she recoils back into her traumatized shell.

Mikan smiled upon hearing Ceann's suggestion to split up. There was a hint of nostalgia in that smile. "Oh boy! I'll just wait to see how all of this turns out before deciding who needs my help more!" She giggles playfully, though the forewarning of the potential attack on Kouri was still concerning her. One could almost mistake a deep sense of care for the situation from the way her eyes kept moving to the door.

Penelope looked up at Auric when he told Rayne to slow down. A faint smile managed to reach her lips before she looked back down to her hands, which seemed a little more relaxed now. She murmured quietly enough that others would have to strain to hear the words. "My hero..." Xavier also seemed to relax at the sight of his daughter feeling better, and looks to Auric, nodding appreciatively as any concerned father would before responding to his question. "Light illuminating the rune will activate it, followed up with a vocalized or telepathic command." That answer held implications that Xavier didn't seem to mind sharing at this point in time.

Xavier's good mood seemed to help as Jason Drake responded to him. Instead of further annoyance, Xavier merely listened, not showing any further hint of emotion. There was nothing much for him to reply to that the others had not already stated, thus, Xavier said nothing.

It was Rayvon's comment of wandering the city she once called home that caught his attention. The outcast and a foreigner wandering the streets? Safe? He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the mere thought of such a ludicrous proposition. "If you think it will help the investigation, I will order my men already looking for further evidence to continue their search intently." He seems to pause for a moment, rubbing his chin in thought he looks at Penelope who still seemed rather comatose. "While out, go see a wizard named Venidrus. Her place is hard to miss, it is covered in bits and pieces of inanimate Gargoyles, south eastern part of the city... She might help enlighten you as to the nature of the magic used, and being somewhat of an outcast herself, surely, the two of you will get along quite well, angel-kin." Xavier did not appear to hold any love for Rayvon, but, on the other hand, where most would openly disdain her existence, he seemed to treat her the same way he treated most people: Coldly.

Thus it was that their plans were set.

Mikan quietly shuffles out of her seat and stretches for a moment before looking at the armed men, then at Rayvon and Ceann. To her, it was obvious which group needed help more. "I guess I will make this a girl's only club." She smiles, a bounce in her step as she looks back at Xavier, who nods to her. The two had some kind of past. That was for sure.

Xavier slowly stands up as well with a sigh, he didn't enjoy the presence of foreigners in an internal affair, but at least he tolerated them. "Now I must attend to my personal adviser's wishes." With that said, Penelope snapped out of her dazed state to glare at her father. "You keep her around even now?..." Xavier glares back at his daughter. "Silence is a virtue in front of guests, Penelope... Please do not start this here." Penelope rolls her eyes and shakes her head, crossing her arms over her chest. Even dealing with severe trauma, she was still young, after all. Xavier quietly retreats from the room after that, leaving just Mikan, Penelope, and the rest of the group, and whatever other hidden defenses were in the room.
The Hunt for Diana


"Hmph!" Stotgar puffed his chest out at the elf's rhetorical statement. "Mindflayers. Bahh! They cannae' do anything if ye got a helmet." A little bit of his ancestral heritage slipped into his speech patterns at that point. Was that a sign that he was more comfortable or more careless? Who knew. The Dwarf, though, pulled out a large crossbow from off of his back. A cautious look would reveal that he also had a small axe. A wonderful assortment of killing weaponry. "One ole' song from Matilda here and the poor ole' squids'll crawl right back in the dark to their fat mudders! HA!"

Nadira, on the other hand, seemed quite perturbed with the situation, and this led Stotgar to her side almost like a loyal puppy. "Dun' let the dark in yer eyes, under the ground is where my people live! When we're all through with this mess I'll show you to a nice dwarven bar, and get ye some ale, n'--" The orange man steps in, finally, shoving a torch into the dwarf's beard. "That's enough Stotgar." He mutters as he carelessly hands another one to Nadira. He then turns to Mathew, and gently hands him a torch. "You and I are unique in a world full of normals... Stay safe." He was likely referring to the both of them being telepathic.

Stotgar arms 'Matilda' with a large bolt with a vial on the end of it instead of a regular sharp tip, and grins mischievously, revealing a set of yellowed, crooked teeth. "I'll lead the way madam! I can see further in the dark than anyone here can." With that said, he moves into the darkness. The man in orange would likely stay between Nadira and Mathew, his torch lit.

Descending into the tunnel would quickly reveal a large cavern, hundreds of feet in size. How the desert didn't collapse in on it was an honestly good question and one that might be resolved by asking an archeologist or a member of the Mage's Guild, but, nonetheless, neither were on hand... Stotgar sniffs the air, then looks around. There were three passages they could travel down. One passage to the left radiated a little heat. A second passage, to the right, radiated a little cold. The one down the middle smelled wonderful, like roses, even, and Stotgar chuckled. "The middle one is definitely a trap... Should we spring it?" He says almost with glee as the man in orange shakes his head. "The path to the left would be quickest, but there are dragon spawn there, trapped and warped by madness from having never seen the sky... The middle is a path none dare to tread, we have seen magics like that before, there are tales that Queen Kouri even once faced such a threat and only narrowly escaped... The path to the right..." He narrows his eyes at the path. "...I've never seen that path before. It must be recent."

The decision, thus, rested with the party... Which dangers would they face: The fastest path of fire, the dangerous path that none dare to tread, or the unknown trail...
Raen Elvarasi said
Brovo! >.> Where are you?!?


ALIVE! Just dealing with two things.

#1: My current job is not working out for me right now, so I'm building a new resume, getting a hair cut, shaving, buying the appropriate clothing, and doing all the other shit a person looking for a new job has to do. New job > Role playing. On the flip side, I have tomorrow off of work, so I can work on LoR shit all night long...

#2: Depression, a nasty bout of it. I prefer to stay away from people in general to avoid dragging them into my own sorrows and what not. It's alleviated a bit though, so, by tomorrow I should be in a fantastic mood to help with this schtuff.

Herzinth said
Just want to say that though there had been a few days of silence in the IC from First Blow, it's because we're fleshing out ideas in PMs. Should be at least one post up in a day or so.




Raen Elvarasi said
My only question to Herzinth...Why is the knight in your picture holding a pink and white football? O.o Other than that, yeah, cool. I might try to enter during the Gargoyle battle, but I have no clue, and Brovo is being lazy, and hasn't done anything today. *Stares accusingly at Brovo*


*Points above* There's a reason I'm running only one RP right now. :3

Herzinth said
Go hard or go home.


My drinking philosophy! How did it end up here?! Get back in your bottle!

slade said
just put up a post. My apologies for not getting it up sooner in the week. I'll make sure such delays do not happen again on my part


You're pretty much the only person I consider even busier than I am in the old guard. Only Gat could really compare to both of us. So don't worry about it.

Gat said
Brovo said the GM post for First Blow, which means after the other 4 of us have posted, sorry for the the delay and all mate but as Herz said, we've been planning.


Indeed. Basically the general idea is that I'll reel your character in with an introduction just for him to make your life easier.

Icarus said
I suspect that after your duel is complete some of the group will splinter off and go to investigate whatever ruins the Princess wants them to see, or perhaps they all will. Not sure at the moment. Either way, collaboration is most certainly in our future


I might have to reintroduce that element because it looks like the player that went with her has vanished into thin air. Mystical, but not problematic...
Magic Magnum said
I think there's a misunderstanding.I'm not claiming atheism = hates religion.I'm saying Jorick's idea of using a negative 'a' without term in front of theist in order to describe those who hate Religion, is already the method that was used to make the term atheist in the first place.Being without doesn't mean hating.Example: I am without a PS4, but that doesn't mean I hate PS4.


Except it's not. Anti is not the same as a when modifying a word. A is for absenteeism, anti is for antithesis.

The person standing in the room is asexual--asexuality is simply not having any particular sexual urges.

The person standing in the room is antisexual--while slang, "antisexual" in this case would be easily understood to mean not the absence of sexual attraction, but being against sexually-related acts and thoughts.

Atheist - Simply not having any particular theistic beliefs.

Antitheist - Being against theistic-related acts and thoughts.

An atheist could sit in a church and simply remain quiet, not feeling moved one way or the other by the various religious rituals going on around him.

The antitheist would openly fight and discredit the beliefs of those around them in the church.

Jorick was describing an "antitheist", not an atheist. They're not the same thing.
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