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Blog of the Week - A Festive Update

Greetings my friends. I trust you all had a good time over Christmas and for those of you who do not celebrate Christmas, I hope you all had a relaxing time too.
To our non-human friends, I hope whatever celebrations you have either went or will go with much fun and happiness.
I send this message from my home, rather than the base as all our family are here, staying with us for the week.
I just want to let you all know that the last of the freed prisoners were safely delivered to their people and were able to spend this time with their loved ones as I had hoped.
There were some delays as I underestimated the distances between the various drop-off planets but it is now done.
As you know, the Felini were the first to be delivered. After that, my ship made her way to a Hexamon base where the reverted Hive were welcomed.
As they were transferred the Hexamon representative said something which translated as, "We are the Hexamon. We send greetings to the honourable individual known as Gaijin. We thank you for delivering these young to us and we shall see that they are looked after and are given a place in our collective. That is all."
Not much for speeches, the Hexamon, but nice folk nevertheless.

After that, the final drop-off was with the Falconians.
They were transferred safely back to their own people and were warmly welcomed as they stepped onto the Hiport elevator.
The Falconian representative thanked us for delivering their people safely back to them and then my ship came back home so that her crew could take their leave to be with THEIR families over Christmas and the holidays.

Here at home, things have been hectic but fun. Mashita wanted to cook the Christmas lunch, but in her condition I was having none of it. I hired a catering firm to cook a splendid Christmas lunch for us all the day before and my father and I served on the day.
Gifts were exchanged, silly party hats were worn and crackers were pulled.
After a fantastic feast, washed down with double helpings of Christmas Pudding and plenty of port, we all relaxed.
Mashita wasn't drinking anything because of her pregnancy, but she enjoyed the fruit punch that we had served up for the kids. (My brother's and sister's little ones.)

I'll be home until next week to celebrate the New Year. It is an old Earth custom that dates back many centuries. After which I shall be returning to the base to make sure everything is back up and running again.

I never did mention. When I first took over the base, I had a chat with the employees of the base. There were LOADS of them. I didn't realise I had taken on such a responsibility. Anyway, a makeshift stage was set-up with a microphone so that everyone could see and hear me.
I told them that only some minor changes would be made for now. The factories would be mostly shut down temporarily. The research lab's would be unaffected and would be allowed to continue uninterrupted.
I authorised construction of a couple of new facilities that I had been considering and then I asked them if there were any questions or complaints.
There was a hovering microphone which was able to travel to anyone who I chose to speak with. One man asked if the market would still be open.
I told him that - temporarily - the market was closed. I would be shipping some products to sell at other bases using my own fleet, but other than that, nothing would be coming in or going out.
Than a Hive employee raised his/her hand. The mic' translated for me. It asked if I was going to hire any new staff. It said that it enjoyed working at the base, but that everyone was overworked because there simply weren't enough personnel to COPE.
That started a few people shouting. When I finally called for silence, one man spoke up. He said there were more SECURITY personnel than there were EMPLOYEES.
I told him that that was the situation as I inherited it and that you could never be too careful when thinking about security. I told them that I would be looking to rectify the situation however by buying some Employees from different markets so that soon they would be fully staffed once more.
Other than that, it was just basic worker's gripes.

Well my friends, I've just been told that a movie is about to begin and so I bid you all adieu and wish you all a very happy New Year.
Here's to even greater profits in the year to come. This is Gaijin signing off.

 
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***** Inter Galactic News *****

*** Empire Strikes: Solo ***

A massive fleet of some 1600 warships, including large numbers of super-heavy capital 300 and 400 hullers, attacked the DEN in the Solo system, catching them with their metaphorical pants down. The DEN gate platform and some two hundred DEN freighters were subject to antimatter missiles amongst other high tech ordinance.

Jack the lad, Viceroy of the Empire, claimed a victory for freedom and the Imperial (right of) way leaving the sullen Dewiek unusually unresponsive.

With DOM platforms firing on CIA ships, will the IMP now demand the DOM add them to the Do Not Fire lists as well? And what exactly is the nature of the DOM and DEN alliance in light of the sustained attack from the Empire? And will the DEN’s alien friends stand idly by as the Empire fleet camps in the vital gate system of Solo? How will the DEN retaliate for this action or are they ready to roll over and have their bellies rubbed?

All this remains unknown. All that is certain is the “feel good” factor across the DTR has increased, with citizens reassured that for some time yet, they may continue in their slumber with the easy assurance that their number is not coming up anytime soon.

Inside this issue of the SSS: * New BHD Guy * DOM Statement * &etc

 
***** Inter Galactic News *****

*** To Ur Is Dewiek ***

Dewiek forces had a hefty smackdown against the mysterious living ships known as the T’Cath (TCA). Seven adult TCA 400 hull capital ships, each firing eight of their notorious plasma cannons, were killed by a DEN and DOM fleet of some 700 ships.

Of the minimal losses suffered by the DEN / DOM, one-eyed Magnus and Nevets Motnhap of the FEL were amongst the dead.

Inside this issue of the SSS: * Caribbean Congo Continues * Ur Witness Report * * Hive Briefing * &etc

 
***** Inter Galactic News *****

*** The Long Quiet Season ***

Listen…
There’s no sound of anger or of annoyance,
There’re neither cruisers racing on the jump lanes
Nor there jump lanes for them to race on,
There’re neither monks chanting on the battlegrounds
Nor bells calling us to the True One.
There’s neither the lightning cracking of the sky
Nor the persistent Naplians pattering on my roof.
There’s no Dewiek arm in arm to admire the magnificent view
There’re no war drums to feed Human ears
Nor Hive sirens to steal the boredom away
There’s no unfamiliar wing creeping underneath the Falconian sun
Nor floods to enshroud the Aquaphid grounds
The land lies lonely out here
On this lazy summer’s day
There’s no pollution to poison the airs of Inversion
Nor forests to give them life
All I hear is the hushing sound of the wind
Assisting the sand to fall into beautiful undulations.

Whilst we’ve been away: * Operation Giantslayer * Naplian Liberation * Back in the DTTR * &etc

 
***** Inter Galactic News *****

*** Falconians Saved ***

The Imperials have cunningly saved the Falconian Republic from being consumed by the Dewiek Elder Nation and at no small cost to the DEN either. Whilst the new pro tem Consul crowed about the “victory”, all former FCN systems besides Acropolis have been taken over by the two warring Empires - Human and Flagritz.

Was it all worth it? For the IMP / GTT it clearly was, for the movement of a few hundred thousand troops is surely nothing to the cost they endured trying to and failing to knock the DEN out of Solo after the fact. The FCN now plucked off most of their navy and wider assets are a tiny nothing of their former self. The DEN may have resorted to some dirty namecalling but can the costs endured to save an enfeebled FCN have really been worth it? Time will tell.

Inside this issue of the SSS: * INDignation * FELicitous Caribbean * Nah Plan for Naplia * Mercs Trouble DEN * &etc

 
***** Inter Galactic News *****

*** Acropolis Now ***

The IMP and GTT have brought peace and stability to Acropolis.

 
***** Inter Galactic News *****

*** Goodbye Falconians ***

The galaxy bid farewell to the Falconian Republic as the Human Empire subsumed them into their expanding territories. This marks the second death of an alien civilisation at the hands of the IMP / GTT in recent years. Like the extinguishing of the nearby Ulians, no voices of opposition could be heard from other quarters. This marks a long-period of appeasement by the Detinus Republic and Dewiek Elder Nation.

Inside this issue of the SSS: * DOMination * &etc

 
***** Inter Galactic News *****



 
***** Inter Galactic News THE MUSICAL *****

*** Norozov, No More ***

Kantner: No more do I see the starlight caress your cyclops eye
No more feel the tender kisses we used to share
I close my fists and clearly my heart remembers
A thousand goodbyes could never put out the embers

Chulainn: Oh the power is mine now!

Kantner: Norozov, I love you so, and my heart forever
Will belong to the memory of the love that we knew before
Please, come back to my arms; we belong together
Come to me; let's be sweethearts again and then let us part no more

Chulainn: Oh all the Stellars mine now!

Sylvansight: I will have his eye!

Kantner: No more do I feel the touch of your hand on mine
No more see the love-light making your dark eyes shine
Oh, how I wish I never had caused you sorrow
But don't ever say for us there is no tomorrow

Chulainn: Oh all the ladies mine now!

Sylvansight: I will have his eye!

Chorus: The power is in the eye!

Kantner: Norozov, I love you so, and my heart forever
Will belong to the memory of the love that we knew before
Please, come back to my arms; we belong together
Come to me; let's be sweethearts again and then let us part no more

Sylvansight: I will have his eye!

Chulainn: Oh the power is mine now!

Chorus: The power is in the eye!

Kantner: Norozov, I love you so, and my heart forever
Will belong to the memory of the love that we knew before.

Lanner: So, old cyclops has finally met his comeuppance
Maybe its time for a comeback

Chorus: No, no one wants you back!

Lanner: I always did like that chair of his…

Chorus: The power is in the eye!
The power is in the eye!
The power is in the eye!

Continued in this special edition of the SSS...

 
***** Inter Galactic News *****

*** ALIEN CRIMINALS BROUGHT TO JUSTICE ***

FILTHY AND DISHONOURABLE Dewiek mercenaries have dared to attack HONEST AND HARDWORKING GTT warships in the Coptuv system.

THEY HAVE BEEN BROUGHT TO JUSTICE. LONG LIVE THE EMPEROR!

The Dewiek commander’s lengthy response was appreciated by xenophile and philanthropist HQ Manager Tom Krieger but this does not change the facts.

FURTHER JUSTICE IS EXPECTED AT THE EMPEROR’S PLEASURE. LONG LIVE THE EMPEROR!

Inside this issue of the SSS: * SEDITIOUS FET CHARGED * LIES OF THE FAILED REBELLION * TERRORIST PLOTS FOILED * ENEMY OF THE PEOPLE CRITICISED * &etc

 

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I’ve played on and off for approximately 10 years, over a 20 year spell. After some interesting debate on the in-game forum, I did wonder what, exactly, has kept drawing me back to the game, when for so many others I’ve generally lost interest after a few months.

Ultimately, I think it is a combination of automation (that allows the game to handle thousands of positions to interact on a daily basis) coupled with Special Actions (that allow the story arc to develop in a way that could not be catered for by a set of predefined list of available orders).
-Zigic