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When you try to write an essay on climate change but it just degrades into angry rambling halfway through.
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Conquer it, conquer the bread.
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Up until today I've never had any trouble with my EUIV Japan games. Today I got stomped five times in a row before even uniting the country.
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I'm a weeaboo communist. Are you surprised?

EDIT: You probably are now, but I'm not going to tell you why you wouldn't have been like two years ago. You get to agonize over that yourself.

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Aif Dreadnought Debris Field, Federation Space
Blue argon plasma streams trailed behind the freighter as it moved through the debris field, shaking off dust using its shields. Crimson negative mass flowed out of the warp ring as the ship vented what little propellant it had left, carrying as much as it could to the Yamadai. The crew looked out at the dagger-like vessel before them, laying cracked in half inside a dust field as it had for thousands of years. They couldn't help but feel honored, knowing that their new ship was made of scavenged materials from that once-great warship.

Finally, the new warship came into view. It was just as beautiful as Admiral Spoor had described, a pristine white hull held two warp rings on spokes at each end. Giant turrets lined the hull, and point defense systems lined both warp rings. The bow had no bridge, and instead held a lined cavity; the new Antiproton Beam Lance. Fighters were safely held within a spherical capsule in the middle of the hull, and a dozen other shuttles converged on the giant ship, carrying its crew aboard.

Keloush stepped into the great warship, no gravity holding his feet to the floor. It was a feeling everyone was used to, most vessels had no gravity rings, and instead used specialized drugs to keep muscle and bone mass in check. The familiar hissing of negative mass being transferred through pipes was heard, every starship left back home giving up their only way back home to allow the Yamadai to carry Lakfakalle into a new golden age. Or so they hoped, for if the mission failed, then the Federation would have no hope for survival. What's worse, the LCF relations with the Equestrian Empire could easily lead to hostilities with the Collective, and a lone ship would seem an easy target.

Of course, that's why the Yamadai existed, to fight off entire fleets with little to no support. Their orders were clear: Warp to Nikolien, release the nanobots, protect them at all costs while they created automated mining platforms, fuel refineries, and of course habitats. With no habitable worlds left in the system, they didn't need to set any resources as off limits, they could just let the nanobots loose and allow them to construct until the shutdown signal was sent.

"Captain Keloush!" Called another Abh, running up to him with her uniform coattails flapping behind her. "XO Telshanyu, reporting! The Yamadai is fully fueled and prepared for the jump to Nikolien, fighters are fueled and ready for electromagnetic-assisted launch, turrets are locked for FTL transit! The crew is ready, we will depart on your order!"

"We waste no time." Keloush replied "Shields to maximum, put all the negative mass we've got into the warp rings. The fight for survival waits for no one."

"Understood, Captain!" Telshanyu walked towards one of the lifts, speaking into her armband communicator. "Shields up, maximum warp. Chart a course for the Nikolien system, combat stations."

Imperial Flagship
Fairlan and Emily followed Robert, firing at any Imperial soldiers they came across. Finally, they reached the bridge of the starship. The door had only two guards, taken out easily by a few shots from Emily's pistol. Fairlan held up his assault rifle, pointing it directly at the door.

"We ready for this?"
One of those asteroid belts is Earth.
Uh... about your Earth thing... let's just say that Sol has two asteroid belts.
Lakfakalle, Kalle System
Admiral Spoor looked out into the cold, black space. It no longer had any planets to decorate it, just the far away stars that the Children of Lakfakalle once roamed freely. New starships floated inside the construction docks at the station, tiny worker bee craft assembling their hulls. Warships jumped in and out of orbit, bringing in recovered Ceramus wreckage from Nikolien to be melted down and used for new warships. Freighters streamed in, carrying newly collected sublight fuel from the remains of Hyphelia.

"Admiral, the remains of Hyphelia are thinning." Said her second in command, Keloush. "Our fleet will be deprived of sublight propellant by mid 32 Post-Starfire unless we find a new fuel source. Our negative energy supplies are fully depleted, as the production facilities were configured to operate using gases from Hyphelia. Once our ships are out of negative energy, FTL travel and communications will be impossible."

The Abh continent came into view, city lights shining brightly through the smog. Spoor frowned at the sight, though thirty years was nothing for a child of Lakfakalle, it seemed to be like a century for the rest of nature. When the Starfire left, the continent was a shining jewel. Now it was an industrial hell. Smokestacks rose out of very city, fueling the rapid development of space. Even after the supernova, they kept on launching columns of smoke into the air for the sake of building unneeded products, knowing no other way to live. Pure development had distracted them from technological progress, trapping them in their primitive purgatory.

"Keloush, I'm giving you command of the new ship."

"New ship, Admiral?"

"The Yamadai Star Battleship. My own design." She flashed an Abh death stare, confirming that "Star Battleship" was no misnomer. "Ten antiproton streamers capable of firing antimatter shells, four banks of argon plasma interception turrets, a fighter wing capable of taking down a fully-crewed Freidsmekalre-Class Carrier alone, and a new kind of Antiproton weapon taken from that ancient warship at the halfway between Kalle and Nikolien."

"Why me? You explicitly called me 'boring' at our last battle!"

"Boring as you may be, you're a good commander. I've assembled the best crew out of all our personnel. Mostly Abh and common humans. One Loroi managed to get in, apparently she's a good pilot. You'll do good work."
Woah, this brings back memories. That galaxy map is the exact same one I used for my first NRP. I might join this, we'll see.
Imperial Flagship
Fairlan found himself wearing armor similar to that of the LCF marines, but it was slightly different. The urban camo on it looked like the LCF forest camo, but grey. In the place of the Imperial Star Forces flag, there was an image of some kind of bird holding a quiver of arrows in one talon and a branch of some sort in the other. it's head was turned towards the quiver. He held an assault rifle in his hands, an inscription identifying it as personal property. Fairlan felt a sense of déjà vu holding the weapon, as if he had used it before in the exact same situation.

"He's comin' 'round the corner Fergus, get yer shot ready"

He had no idea where the sound was coming from, but it had an intense drawl. Looking down at his weapon, Fairlan suddenly knew what he was doing. He raised it into an alert position. Looking over at Robert, he flashed a confident smile, his eyes glowing a radiant purple.

"Rob, Emily." He said "We all began as humans. Humanity evolved from pools of amino acids on a backwater world that was never meant to harbor life. No human was ever created by a god or goddess, no human was ever given guidance by a higher being. We have a goddess, but the one time she interfered it resulted in the deaths of millions and the systematic oppression of a billion people who thought they were free to choose. Did we give up and accept our world? No. We changed it! With poetry and speeches, with bullets and blood, we changed it! When we took to the stars, we reshaped them to be a better place! Us! A random collection of molecules! Now, we have the chance to save all life, with barely any cost! The Triarians hail themselves as heroes of the universe, we will be hailed by all as heroes of the multiverse!"

He lifted his weapon above hid head with one hand, and cried out.

"WE! WILL! SUCCEED!"
darkwolf687 said
Then stop introducing ways to get it? Might be an idea...Look duck, it would be hilariously out of character to stop trying to steal the Imperial drives (Honestly its probably pretty out of character for most nations) considering they are living in a universe which has quite literally collapsed around them. Its like living next to an unexploded bomb. What do you do? You move, right? You don't stay living next to the bomb.So, now pretend there is no way to move because you lack a car or something. Then a million cars show up on your door step. Don't you try to get the car?


Yeah, it's fine. Just don't expect the Imperials to give it to you, because it would be horribly out of character for them to do so.
Triarian Message
"Any form of independence impedes the Great Mission. Your people will be enslaved or destroyed. We not not negotiate, we have no mercy. In most universes we come across, your people are just like us. The only freedom is in the escape from reincarnation, and only through elimination of hostility or dying for a just cause can allow one to escape. I shall provide that just death for all beings! Never again will the multiverse be tainted by the ability to oppress! We will be freed from the cycle, thank us, for we save you from existence!"

Elsewhere
"Anyone will apologize a thousand times in the most sincere way possible if they are brought down." Said Fairlan "But the moment they are set free, they return to who they were before. Only the best people can change." Hearing Robert and Faust's words, his antennae folded to the side slightly, the Delphan sign of sadness. It seemed as though he had been genuinely hurt by the idea that he had made Robert feel bad. He tried his best not to show it, turning his watery eyes away and hiding his antennae by scratching his head.

"L-let's just get whatever this is over with." He said in a complete monotone, a tone that Urania and the engineer once again recognized.

"Fergus, Fergus, Fergus. You never did learn that lesson did you?" Thought Urania "Eh. Totally worth it for that fifty-four thousand year old joke."
Elsewhere
Fairlan was suddenly filled with hatred at the sight of the bound man, his teeth clenched at the very thought of him. He instinctively reached for his standard-issue naval pistol, pouting it at the man for reasons he himself could not understand. Barely managing to keep himself from pulling the trigger, his hand shook constantly, will alone keeping him from killing the man right there. He spoke with intense anger, enough hatred to make a thousand men go on a rampage pouring out with every word he spoke.

"Murderer!" He screamed "You... you monster! You are unfit for the name of my clan!"

He had no idea what he was talking about, but he kept speaking anyways.

"You killed millions in cold blood, and for what? To place the inferior species on the throne of the universe! Do you even know what would have happened? Trillions of innocent lives would have been lost, all because of human incompetence and stupidity! We had finally learned our place! We accepted it with open arms, we were all willing to bow to our betters before you betrayed us!"

He stood there, looking confused after speaking. He collected himself, then continued.

"HS-01. That is your full name... it is all you deserve!" Fairlan threw down the pistol and approached the man, clenching his hands into fists. "You are no monster, you're not even worthy of being called alive! YOU WERE NEVER MY BROTHER!"

He punched the man right in the nose, and blood started to flow down his face. Urania looked on, a tiny hint of a vengeful smile on her face. Her eyes, however, were stone cold and devoid of any feeling towards the man, as if he didn't even exist. Fairlan flashed a smile sharp as a dagger, a smile Urania remembered well. Strangely, another crewmember from engineering also remembered it. Once one saw it, it was as if the smile etched itself into their mind, never to be purged even through death. The smile was forever unchanging, every atom fell into place perfectly to create a menacing smile similar to that of the Abh Death Stare. Only once before had that smile been worn on a face, and the intent of the wearer was to destroy their own species.

Urania remembered everything, and recognized the engineer in the crowd of Lakfakalle personnel. She made a mental note that her ancient debt was still owed, and turned to Faust.

"That was unexpected." Was all she said.
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