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Also from the start I designed my guys strong. Everything about them. Thats the only way that I can have any power over the RP. Because the Guild is only secondary to me, I don't post too much. As such if I want my guys to, well, do shit then I must make them stronger so they have impact.

Anyhow just tell me what to rewrite, I was too tired to evaluate anything. But I won't make my only 3 psionic combat units less powerful. They are the ONLY 3 I have. There is no endless race or boot camp to fill the gap.

Regardless of there being three of them, I would very much appreciate it if they were toned down a bit. It sets a bad precedent on Psioncs in the setting.
@6slyboy6 Alright, upon further inspection as well as talking with @Ozerath, you've powergamed and that's pretty much frowned upon. Also to note, regarding your psionic aliens, I'm not exactly comfortable with the sheer range of their powers and abilities, as such, I must ask you to downsize them. If you need help on that, ask Oz or Spleen on how to do Psionic's in a better and fair way.
@6slyboy6 After an inspection and being told of a troubling subject. I'd like to tell you ahead of time that devices, starships or whatever technology capable of extinguishing stars are prohibited.

Edit: Also to add on, planet killers are prohibited as well.
Alright @Apollo26, your response post is coming right up.
@POOHEAD189 Post is up!

Now on to Apollo.
Collective Space
Kasius
City of New Izuno

A company of rebel soldiers were pinned down, taking shelter in a shambling office building as they fell under heavy fire from an heavily entrenched Collective Forward Position, a battalion's worth of Collective Automatons making their slow advance, raining a deadly barrage of plasma fire upon the ruined structure. Despite their best efforts, destroying a few of the unrelenting war machines. this band of rebel soldiers have seemed to be at their end, as several combat walkers had entered the fray, ready to bring the structure down with their heavy weapons. The rebels awaited their execution, only to find salvation raining death upon the collective, the men and women of various species cheered on as alien dropships hung over the collective forces, Hexanagallion warriors leaping downward, armed with melee weapons like warriors of ancient times long past.

The Machines were caught off guard as a horde of blade-wielding warriors charged out from their rear flank, their makeshift battlements failing before the alien warriors. As their forward postilion fell, the machines switched their primary task to engage their new enemy as a horde of Hexanagallion Reavers charged out from the overwhelmed entrenchment.

The Hexanagallions were met with a hail of plasma bolts and rockets, many falling to the machines. However, there were still plenty of them left as they pressed on and met the enemy in battle as the Hexanagallions cleaved through the automatons.

With the arrival of these warriors, the then pinned down rebels, with a surge of morale, had provided the Hexanagallions with suppressive fire, laying waste to the now distracted machines with a mixture of energy bolts, bullets and few explosives. Within minutes, the collective troops were reduced to scrap. In the aftermath, the surviving rebels had evacuated the building, all facing the intimidating sight of the Hexanagallion Reavers. Although Hexanagallions had made up a good portion of the rebellion's military strength, there were none present at the moment among this particular group of rebels.

The Leader of the unit, a woman in her early thirties, stepped forward to meet the new arrivals, she had the look of the scarred veteran, with several scars around her left cheek and neck. She stepped closer to the what appeared to be the leader of these Hexanagallions, she scanned the tall alien for a brief moment before extending her hand out to him. "Captain Gwendoline O'Neil of the 61st Mobile Infantry." She said with a grin. "You sure as hell came in the right place and time, you saved our asses, and I'd very much like to know who our saviors are."
@urukhai Doing pretty good.
Are you able to post anytime soon?
@POOHEAD189 Next post shall feature you in it :)
Sorry, had to do it in parts, was hopping to do it all in one go.

Priuca, City of Cleim
Athistan Federation

The towering trails of smoke from the city continued to rise as the chaos ensued, hordes of the Agonis Homunculi pouring out from the templeship, massacring civilians left and right across several blocks. Local law enforcement units providing what resistance possible, forming small blockades around the impact site, holding back the varsuch and khraal for now. Morale rose as soon as the air strikes begun. Priucan Aircraft souring through the skies with loud cries from their engines as they unleashed fiery death upon the rampaging Homunculi, from firing missiles to carpet bombing the crashed templeship itself. Law Enforcement officers soon took cover as the aerial strikes commenced. It wasn't long before the coastal bombardment followed. The fleet stationed outside the city by the river, fired all their salvos, the templeship and parts of the city under further barrage from the naval vessels.

Once most of the smoke had cleared out from the assault, it is then revealed that although the tower had sustained some damage, the structure still was intact. The next minute was a very tense one, as the Priucan ships were readying for another attack followed by another airstrike, however, The AI Grana would not allow any more interruptions.

Once the minute had passed, the tower itself had launched a 360 degree attack on all known enemies, as a ring of missiles emerged on all sides of the structure and rained all across the city's limits.
*moved*

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