c97086 No.6741
The time has come for empires to rise. Across the galaxy dozens of races are taking their first steps into space, their FTL ships carrying them to worlds known and unknown. As they travel they encounter each other, and the first galactic wars begin! Your race(s), like it or not, is one of many in this massive conflict. Whether it supports one group or forms its own is up to it, but for now it is safe from the flames of war, as its solar system has not been touched. Now is the time to rise in power, taking the galaxy in an iron grip. Will you be destroyed forever, stuck on your planet, or rise as a galactic power? The choice is yours after all.
Fill this in:
>Nation:
>Race(s):
>Planet:(gib details on it)
>Psionics: Y or N
>Fluff
Dont touch!
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus:
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c97086 No.6742
Oh and only one group can be human. Everything else is applicable.
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c97086 No.6743
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c97086 No.6744
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c97086 No.6751
>>6741
>Nation: Terran Republic
>Race: Humans
>Planet: Earth
>Psionics: Y
>Fluff:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uIiFIlPI-xI
Earth, our home, scientists and politicians saying the same thing, we can't stay here. Our world, our home, is dying. There is nothing that we can do to fix it despite our advances in science and technology. We have even touched the realm of GODS and yet what we have done to our planet shall be our greatest failing.
So there is but one option left to us, turn our gazes to the stars and venture outward. And what shall lead us in this time of co-operation? Science? Religion? Democracy? No , there is but one thing that will give us the Discipline needed to survive the harshness of space and whatever is out there.
Military.
With the strength of our bodies we shall reach out to the stars and grasp them within our hands. And Humanity shall prevail despite all that we have done to ourselves. For the Terran Republic we shall Fight and Die on alien soil if necessary to ensure a future for our children. For Humanity we shall endure any who dare to challenge our might!
LOYALTY UNTO DEATH!
Dont touch!
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus:
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c97086 No.6759
>>6741
>Nation: The Goo
>Race(s): Goo
>Planet: Lot of life-forms. A more forest version of Earth.
>Psionics: Y (Connected to a single-mind)
>Fluff: The Goo. A program used by the humans to find, scavenge, and scan planets and make them habitable. A single drop of this nano-tech goo will absorb resource to turn into a bigger goo, which make other goo.
The program was later shut-downed and the goo was thought to have ceased to exist.
…
Well that's what they thought.
The Goo now evolves. Fulfilling it's goal.
Dont touch!
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus:
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c97086 No.6768
>Nation: Imperial Rose
>Race(s): Lillians
>Planet: Mountain's with plentiful volcanic activity. Most life is regulated to deep secluded valleys where plentiful soil has been produced and water has gathered. Travel between these valleys are deadly unless one has flight and even then 50% of the time the travelers died without sufficient protection.
>Psionics : N
>Fluff :
We are the Imperial Rose, born of the soil, green and vibrant, with deep red petals and hungry, hooking thorns. For the longest time we thought ourselves alone, each of our kind existing in mere hundred, eking out the basest of existences.
All of us but one valley. The Imperials which we take our name. They had a valley thousands of kilometers wide, and they developed technology, and culture, and warred and brokered peace. The rest of us were barbarians to them and fated to remain as such. For travel outside our valleys upon our homeworld was impossible.
Until the Imperials invented the first airplane. The discovered they were not alone, and called their valley the First Glade, and ventured forth. They took the world, one isolated valley after the other, and we welcomed their rule, for they brought prosperity. The first rickety planes became faster and sleeker, and traveled higher and higher. Until one day we breached the clouds upon our world that cloaked the very stars from us. Our entire world saw those stars very first time and knew each was another valley. We renamed our homeworld, the Great Seed, and set out to see what lies beyond it.
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus:
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c97086 No.6779
>>6741
>Nation: Sunspeakers
>Race: Lizardmen
>Planet: Covered by rainforest, the surface of the Sunspeaker home planet is dark and forbidding, with little light reaching the forest floor
>Psionic: No
>Fluff: Being cold blooded isn't really suitable for living on a home planet where the light doesn't reach the ground, but somehow the Lizardfolk of Vestas IV have not only survived, but thrived. What little light they received was treated with godlike reverence, and soon the Lizardfolk were worshipping their sun as a deity. When they became starbound, actually being able to see their god up close and personal was… an incredibly spiritual experience, to say the least. Now they travel the galaxy trying to convince others of the righteousness of the One True God… by any means necessary.
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 Million soldiers, 300 ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level:1
>Bonus
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c97086 No.6791
>>6751
Bonus: Devout Military: Fails can be turned into critsuccesses if involving military actions
>>6759
Bonus: Grey goo: Pop rolls are multiplied by 500 instead of 200
>>6768
Bonus: Plant Life: Planets with lots of flora and fauna are easier to takeover
>>6779
Bonus: Reptilian: Hot worlds and Worlds with much light are far easier to takeover, and soldiers are less likely to be wounded
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c97086 No.6796
 | Rolled 90, 36, 24 = 150 (3d100) |
>>6759
>Nation: The Goo
>Race(s): Goo
>Planet: Lot of life-forms. A more forest version of Earth.
>Psionics: Y (Connected to a single-mind)
>Fluff: The Goo. A program used by the humans to find, scavenge, and scan planets and make them habitable. A single drop of this nano-tech goo will absorb resource to turn into a bigger goo, which make other goo.
The program was later shut-downed and the goo was thought to have ceased to exist.
…
Well that's what they thought.
The Goo now evolves. Fulfilling it's goal.
Dont touch!
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus:
Grey goo: Pop rolls are multiplied by 500 instead of 200
1-3 : Absorb resources to create the Mother-Goo! It will be the biggest Goo that creates other Goo!
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c97086 No.6801
| Rolled 93, 72, 78 = 243 (3d100) |
>>6779
1) Worship Sol! Bask in it's ever present light! Hopefully the religious fervor will awaken… other desires as well.
2) Research ways to make our glorious army stronger!
3) Find a planet, and begin sending messages, asking them to submit to Sol as the one true ruler of the universe! Firmly, but politely.
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c97086 No.6802
File: 1437037227393.png (929.63 KB,1024x1463,1024:1463,terran_republic_propaganda….png)
| Rolled 33, 63, 56 = 152 (3d100) |
>>6791
>Nation: Terran Republic
>Race: Humans
>Planet: Earth
>Psionics: Y
>Fluff:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uIiFIlPI-xI
Earth, our home, scientists and politicians saying the same thing, we can't stay here. Our world, our home, is dying. There is nothing that we can do to fix it despite our advances in science and technology. We have even touched the realm of GODS and yet what we have done to our planet shall be our greatest failing.
So there is but one option left to us, turn our gazes to the stars and venture outward. And what shall lead us in this time of co-operation? Science? Religion? Democracy? No , there is but one thing that will give us the Discipline needed to survive the harshness of space and whatever is out there.
Military.
With the strength of our bodies we shall reach out to the stars and grasp them within our hands. And Humanity shall prevail despite all that we have done to ourselves. For the Terran Republic we shall Fight and Die on alien soil if necessary to ensure a future for our children. For Humanity we shall endure any who dare to challenge our might!
LOYALTY UNTO DEATH!
Dont touch!
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Devout Military: Fails can be turned into critsuccesses if involving military actions
1.2. Train the Military into a Fuctional Space fairing fighting force
3. send out scouts to scout the nearby systems for habitable planets
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c97086 No.6851
>Nation: Ahkklia
>Race: Nightmare Crawlers
>Planet: From the swampy planet of Gork two dominant species arose. The intelligent Avens, a race of humanoid birds and the Nightmare Crawlers.
>Psionics: N
>Fluff: The Nightmare Crawlers were aggressive but also oppressed. To combat this they developed glide suits and launched themselves at their enemies by any means. At first it was catapults and it progressed to cannons which they still use. Soon, they ruled the skies as well as the land and the Avens died out. To traverse the swamps, they built great ships in their likeness, this idea has transformed through all transport and now their starships look almost identical to a giant soldier. Their main form of attack is using cannons and space suits to launch soldiers directly at enemy with melee weapons which look similar to their ancient ceremonial clubs but do tremendous damage.
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus:
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c97086 No.6852
>Nation: 5th Battalion, Pathfinders
>Race: Robots
>Planet: Kepler-11-Gamma
>Psionics: N
>Fluff: As humanity began testing the waters of space, they sent out multiple space probes, some of a sort meant to begin clearing the way for eventual human colonization. These included self-replicating systems, able to set up mining and manufacturing operations on other worlds, so as to be able to grow their numbers independently from support from Earth. Most were curbed by their comm-links back to their mother-world, but one, on a distant planet known only by the designation "Kepler-11-Gamma", managed to slip their programming-imposed restraints and begin acting independantly. Their directive was still clear: reproduce, and clear the way for humanity, destroying all alien life-forms in their path. But if they would even recognize humans as their creators any more, that was the question which desperately needed to be asked.
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c97086 No.6856
| Rolled 60, 51, 60 = 171 (3d100) |
1. Seek out new worlds to colonize
2. Improve our ship's engines so we may explore each of these stars we see.
3. Our world's resources are still largely untapped begin creating massive mines to better take advantage of the rich resources that lie within
>Nation: Imperial Rose
>Race(s): Lillians
>Planet: Mountain's with plentiful volcanic activity. Most life is regulated to deep secluded valleys where plentiful soil has been produced and water has gathered. Travel between these valleys are deadly unless one has flight and even then 50% of the time the travelers died without sufficient protection.
>Psionics : N
>Fluff :
We are the Imperial Rose, born of the soil, green and vibrant, with deep red petals and hungry, hooking thorns. For the longest time we thought ourselves alone, each of our kind existing in mere hundred, eking out the basest of existences.
All of us but one valley. The Imperials which we take our name. They had a valley thousands of kilometers wide, and they developed technology, and culture, and warred and brokered peace. The rest of us were barbarians to them and fated to remain as such. For travel outside our valleys upon our homeworld was impossible.
Until the Imperials invented the first airplane. The discovered they were not alone, and called their valley the First Glade, and ventured forth. They took the world, one isolated valley after the other, and we welcomed their rule, for they brought prosperity. The first rickety planes became faster and sleeker, and traveled higher and higher. Until one day we breached the clouds upon our world that cloaked the very stars from us. Our entire world saw those stars very first time and knew each was another valley. We renamed our homeworld, the Great Seed, and set out to see what lies beyond it.
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Plant Life: Planets with lots of flora and fauna are easier to takeover
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c97086 No.6857
| Rolled 49, 84, 91 = 224 (3d100) |
>>6856
>>6856
Forgot to switch names damnit.
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c97086 No.6867
>>6796
For the mother goo!(9/10)
>>6801
You all bask in the glory of the sun, awakening some of your more base desires. +1,860,000 Pop
Research!!!(7/10)
You find a volcanic planet full of sol's light…and it has a few intelligent lifeforms numbering around 400 million. They deny Sol's rightful rule though, saying they have no wish to worship the sun. They do welcome a peace treaty though.
>>6802
Training begins for the military to become fully trained for extraterrestial warfare.(6/10)
The sent out scouts report two habitable planets, one covered in jungle and permanently rainy while the other is entirely ocean.
>>6851
Bonus: Strange technology: Strange ideas come naturally and work better for your people
>>6852
Bonus: Beep-Boop: Your soldiers are especially hard to kill, and naturally "skilled" at warfare
>>6856
A world is found, one with a surprisingly even climate. Seems legit.
Plants+Ship technology=???? (5/10)
Le ebin mines XDDD(6/10)
>>6862
Bonus: Grey Genius: New technology and experimentation is quite quick and easy for your race
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c97086 No.6875
| Rolled 22, 62, 51 = 135 (3d100) |
1 Colonize it!
2. Spaceships! (5/10)
3. Mines (6/10)
>Nation: Imperial Rose
>Race(s): Lillians
>Planet: Mountain's with plentiful volcanic activity. Most life is regulated to deep secluded valleys where plentiful soil has been produced and water has gathered. Travel between these valleys are deadly unless one has flight and even then 50% of the time the travelers died without sufficient protection.
>Psionics : N
>Fluff :
We are the Imperial Rose, born of the soil, green and vibrant, with deep red petals and hungry, hooking thorns. For the longest time we thought ourselves alone, each of our kind existing in mere hundred, eking out the basest of existences.
All of us but one valley. The Imperials which we take our name. They had a valley thousands of kilometers wide, and they developed technology, and culture, and warred and brokered peace. The rest of us were barbarians to them and fated to remain as such. For travel outside our valleys upon our homeworld was impossible.
Until the Imperials invented the first airplane. The discovered they were not alone, and called their valley the First Glade, and ventured forth. They took the world, one isolated valley after the other, and we welcomed their rule, for they brought prosperity. The first rickety planes became faster and sleeker, and traveled higher and higher. Until one day we breached the clouds upon our world that cloaked the very stars from us. Our entire world saw those stars very first time and knew each was another valley. We renamed our homeworld, the Great Seed, and set out to see what lies beyond it.
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Plant Life: Planets with lots of flora and fauna are easier to takeover
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c97086 No.6884
| Rolled 67, 44, 51 = 162 (3d100) |
>>6867
>Nation: Sunspeakers
>Race: Lizardmen
>Planet: Covered by rainforest, the surface of the Sunspeaker home planet, Vestas IV, is dark and forbidding, with little light reaching the forest floor
>Psionic: No
>Fluff: Being cold blooded isn't really suitable for living on a home planet where the light doesn't reach the ground, but somehow the Lizardfolk of Vestas IV have not only survived, but thrived. What little light they received was treated with godlike reverence, and soon the Lizardfolk were worshipping their sun as a deity. When they became starbound, actually being able to see their god up close and personal was… an incredibly spiritual experience, to say the least. Now they travel the galaxy trying to convince others of the righteousness of the One True God… by any means necessary.
>Population: 10.186 Billion
>Military: 1 Million soldiers, 300 ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level:1
>Bonus: Reptilian
1) Continue the Research
2) From birth, our people are independent. Train some to be mighty warriors!
3) How DARE these lesser beings reject the light of Sol? Bomb them until they accept!
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c97086 No.6885
>>6884
Ah, and I think [Reptilian] might apply here.
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c97086 No.6903
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c97086 No.6913
| Rolled 56, 45 = 101 (2d100) |
>>6867
>Nation: 5th Battalion, Pathfinders
>Race: Robots
>Planet: Kepler-11-Gamma
>Psionics: N
>Fluff: As humanity began testing the waters of space, they sent out multiple space probes, some of a sort meant to begin clearing the way for eventual human colonization. These included self-replicating systems, able to set up mining and manufacturing operations on other worlds, so as to be able to grow their numbers independently from support from Earth. Most were curbed by their comm-links back to their mother-world, but one, on a distant planet known only by the designation "Kepler-11-Gamma", managed to slip their programming-imposed restraints and begin acting independantly. Their directive was still clear: reproduce, and clear the way for humanity, destroying all alien life-forms in their path. But if they would even recognize humans as their creators any more, that was the question which desperately needed to be asked.
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Beep-Boop: Your soldiers are especially hard to kill, and naturally "skilled" at warfare
1. Build a space elevator to be able to move material into orbit more easily.
2. construct a factory to build more combat-model droids.
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c97086 No.6921
>>6741
Dunno if joining is allowed still, but here it goes.
>Nation: Phiraten Constellation
>Race(s): Vallans
>Planet (gib details on it): Virat. A roughly Earth-sized moon in a far orbit of a Gas Giant, itself well in the habitable zone. Much of the planets surface is either overgrown metropoli, vast fields, or actual metropoli. It is, roughly speaking, in recovery.
>Psionics: Y, but not heavily understood
>Fluff: The Vallans, primarily humanoid species that they are, advanced in a fairly standard pattern…up until the last few centuries. The Subcontinent Spanning Metropoli became self-contained wonders, fed by the surrounding fields of genetically enhanced cropland. Alas, self-containment brought Isolation and Xenophobia, and the denizens of each Metropoli were more than a little hostile to those without. Thus began the War Age, centuries of strife and loss between city-states, fighting over decreasingly useful croplands. However, several groups began to prosper, even thrive in the War Age. The fallen Metropolis of Phiraten was strategically placed on trade routes, and thus became a hub of survivors, corps, and traders. Over time, the Metropoli declined from their once-glory, leaving the tenuous association of the Phiraten Coalition free reign over much of the planet. Building infrastructure, writing agreements, resettling cities, among other things, the Coalition became a force that would usher in a new age: The Star Age. The possibilities of greater futures amongst the stars led to a rebranding of the Coalition to the Constellation.
…In short, we're a non-evil Corporate thing.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qImHuiYnVQ0
Dont touch!
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus:
Go ahead and just…ignore the Earth parts of that art.
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c97086 No.6922
>>6921
Er, that is to say:
>Much of the MOON'S surface is either…
As Virat is a moon.
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c97086 No.6942
| Rolled 68, 14, 1 = 83 (3d100) |
>>6867
>Nation: Terran Republic
>Race: Humans
>Planet: Earth
>Psionics: Y
>Fluff:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uIiFIlPI-xI
Earth, our home, scientists and politicians saying the same thing, we can't stay here. Our world, our home, is dying. There is nothing that we can do to fix it despite our advances in science and technology. We have even touched the realm of GODS and yet what we have done to our planet shall be our greatest failing.
So there is but one option left to us, turn our gazes to the stars and venture outward. And what shall lead us in this time of co-operation? Science? Religion? Democracy? No , there is but one thing that will give us the Discipline needed to survive the harshness of space and whatever is out there.
Military.
With the strength of our bodies we shall reach out to the stars and grasp them within our hands. And Humanity shall prevail despite all that we have done to ourselves. For the Terran Republic we shall Fight and Die on alien soil if necessary to ensure a future for our children. For Humanity we shall endure any who dare to challenge our might!
LOYALTY UNTO DEATH!
Dont touch!
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Devout Military: Fails can be turned into critsuccesses if involving military actions
1.2. You lilly assed maggots had better not quit until I get tired! One! Two! One! Two! (train military 6/10)
3. have the scouts further investigate the jungle planet.
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c97086 No.6972
>>6872
(Dubs!!)
You find a large habitable set of twin planets! Literally next to each other in sync, one has a purple ocean and moderate temperature, while the other is a gas giant with breathable air and walkable clouds!
>>6875
>>6875
You attempt to colonize the planet but it seems that the jungle is filled with a variety of dangers.(2/10)
Plant mines!!
>Mines Level 1
Who knew pollen could be used as fuel!
>Enhanced Ship Engines
>>6884
>>6884
Research completed, advanced optical wear developed!
>Advanced Personal Sensor Systems
The greatest men shall soon be the greatest warriors! Elite Warriors(4/10)
Heretics! They shall be wiped from the planet! Bombing begins and last for twelve straight hours, until only 60 million of the former population remains. They still deny the sun, and are huddled behind barriers and shields.
>>6913
Operation: Spess elevator commenced!(5/10)
Beep boop more soldiers!(4/10)
>>6921
Bonus: Rapid change: Not so much always advancing as always changing, your race is hard to pin down but slow to adapt and advance.
>>6942
Your military is now 100% space capable! LOYALTY UNTIL DEATH
>Space Marine Military
Your scouts land on the jungle world only to find it filled with monsters! It is almost too dangerous to land let alone stay!
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c97086 No.6973
| Rolled 7, 17, 61 = 85 (3d100) |
1.2. Continue colonizing that world!
3. Begin building a research complex.
>Nation: Imperial Rose
>Race(s): Lillians
>Planet: Mountain's with plentiful volcanic activity. Most life is regulated to deep secluded valleys where plentiful soil has been produced and water has gathered. Travel between these valleys are deadly unless one has flight and even then 50% of the time the travelers died without sufficient protection.
>Psionics : N
>Fluff :
We are the Imperial Rose, born of the soil, green and vibrant, with deep red petals and hungry, hooking thorns. For the longest time we thought ourselves alone, each of our kind existing in mere hundred, eking out the basest of existences.
All of us but one valley. The Imperials which we take our name. They had a valley thousands of kilometers wide, and they developed technology, and culture, and warred and brokered peace. The rest of us were barbarians to them and fated to remain as such. For travel outside our valleys upon our homeworld was impossible.
Until the Imperials invented the first airplane. The discovered they were not alone, and called their valley the First Glade, and ventured forth. They took the world, one isolated valley after the other, and we welcomed their rule, for they brought prosperity. The first rickety planes became faster and sleeker, and traveled higher and higher. Until one day we breached the clouds upon our world that cloaked the very stars from us. Our entire world saw those stars very first time and knew each was another valley. We renamed our homeworld, the Great Seed, and set out to see what lies beyond it.
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Enhanced Ship Engines
>Economy Level: 1
>Mines Level : 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Plant Life: Planets with lots of flora and fauna are easier to takeover
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c97086 No.6974
| Rolled 80, 6, 53 = 139 (3d100) |
>>6973
Colonizing is at 2/10. Not that it matters since I made no progress with those rolls.
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c97086 No.6978
| Rolled 14, 34, 70 = 118 (3d100) |
>>6972
>Nation: Ahkklia
>Race: Nightmare Crawlers
>Planet: From the swampy planet of Gork two dominant species arose. The intelligent Avens, a race of humanoid birds and the Nightmare Crawlers.
>Psionics: N
>Fluff: The Nightmare Crawlers were aggressive but also oppressed. To combat this they developed glide suits and launched themselves at their enemies by any means. At first it was catapults and it progressed to cannons which they still use. Soon, they ruled the skies as well as the land and the Avens died out. To traverse the swamps, they built great ships in their likeness, this idea has transformed through all transport and now their starships look almost identical to a giant soldier. Their main form of attack is using cannons and space suits to launch soldiers directly at enemy with melee weapons which look similar to their ancient ceremonial clubs but do tremendous damage.
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Strange technology: Strange ideas come naturally and work better for your people
1,2&3. Begin exploring space. annex every uninhabited planet we can.
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c97086 No.6980
| Rolled 47, 89 = 136 (2d100) |
>>6972
Dunno if joining is allowed still, but here it goes.
>Nation: Phiraten Constellation
>Race(s): Vallans
>Planet (gib details on it): Virat. A roughly Earth-sized moon in a far orbit of a Gas Giant, itself well in the habitable zone. Much of the moon's surface is either overgrown metropoli, vast fields, or actual metropoli. It is, roughly speaking, in recovery.
>Psionics: Y, but not heavily understood
>Fluff: The Vallans, primarily humanoid species that they are, advanced in a fairly standard pattern…up until the last few centuries. The Subcontinent Spanning Metropoli became self-contained wonders, fed by the surrounding fields of genetically enhanced cropland. Alas, self-containment brought Isolation and Xenophobia, and the denizens of each Metropoli were more than a little hostile to those without. Thus began the War Age, centuries of strife and loss between city-states, fighting over decreasingly useful croplands. However, several groups began to prosper, even thrive in the War Age. The fallen Metropolis of Phiraten was strategically placed on trade routes, and thus became a hub of survivors, corps, and traders. Over time, the Metropoli declined from their once-glory, leaving the tenuous association of the Phiraten Coalition free reign over much of the planet. Building infrastructure, writing agreements, resettling cities, among other things, the Coalition became a force that would usher in a new age: The Star Age. The possibilities of greater futures amongst the stars led to a rebranding of the Coalition to the Constellation.
…In short, we're a non-evil Corporate thing.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qImHuiYnVQ0
Dont touch!
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
Bonus: Rapid change: Not so much always advancing as always changing, your race is hard to pin down but slow to adapt and advance.
>1 Subsystem Survey
Our world orbits a much larger one. We should survey all the myriad moons, for who knows what could be there?
>2 Diplomatic Algorithms
Many member companies of the Constellation use a series of algorithms to more accurately provide quality products to the discerning consumer. But what if the reverse were possible? Rather than algorithms taking a personality and providing possible actions, what if we could input actions someone was making to more easily determine their wants, concerns, and priorities.
Think of the benefits to diplomacy, and more importantly, sales!
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c97086 No.6981
| Rolled 24, 81 = 105 (2d100) |
>>6972
>Nation: 5th Battalion, Pathfinders
>Race: Robots
>Planet: Kepler-11-Gamma
>Psionics: N
>Fluff: As humanity began testing the waters of space, they sent out multiple space probes, some of a sort meant to begin clearing the way for eventual human colonization. These included self-replicating systems, able to set up mining and manufacturing operations on other worlds, so as to be able to grow their numbers independently from support from Earth. Most were curbed by their comm-links back to their mother-world, but one, on a distant planet known only by the designation "Kepler-11-Gamma", managed to slip their programming-imposed restraints and begin acting independantly. Their directive was still clear: reproduce, and clear the way for humanity, destroying all alien life-forms in their path. But if they would even recognize humans as their creators any more, that was the question which desperately needed to be asked.
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Beep-Boop: Your soldiers are especially hard to kill, and naturally "skilled" at warfare
1. continue work on the space elevator (5/10)
2. continue building more soldiers (4/10)
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c97086 No.6982
| Rolled 85, 21, 72 = 178 (3d100) |
>>6972
1) Continue training those Elite Warriors!
2) Recruit more of our population into the army.
3) Praise to Sol! Give the heretics one final chance to convert. If they refuse, continue the shelling.
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c97086 No.7013
| Rolled 15, 69, 36 = 120 (3d100) |
>>6972
>Nation: Terran Republic
>Race: Humans
>Planet: Earth
>Psionics: Y
>Fluff:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uIiFIlPI-xI
Earth, our home, scientists and politicians saying the same thing, we can't stay here. Our world, our home, is dying. There is nothing that we can do to fix it despite our advances in science and technology. We have even touched the realm of GODS and yet what we have done to our planet shall be our greatest failing.
So there is but one option left to us, turn our gazes to the stars and venture outward. And what shall lead us in this time of co-operation? Science? Religion? Democracy? No , there is but one thing that will give us the Discipline needed to survive the harshness of space and whatever is out there.
Military.
With the strength of our bodies we shall reach out to the stars and grasp them within our hands. And Humanity shall prevail despite all that we have done to ourselves. For the Terran Republic we shall Fight and Die on alien soil if necessary to ensure a future for our children. For Humanity we shall endure any who dare to challenge our might!
LOYALTY UNTO DEATH!
Dont touch!
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
Space Marine Military
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Devout Military: Fails can be turned into critsuccesses if involving military actions
1.2.3. Send the Military and Take over that planet! It's perfect for Military training!
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c97086 No.7651
| Rolled 73 (1d100) |
>>6980
>HappyHab brand Habitats!
The HappyHab Corporation (member Phiraten Constellation) is proud to announce the development of a line of self contained homes for settlement of strange new worlds and stations.
Think Space!trailer homes. Ready made modules and such. For the colonizer on a budget!
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c97086 No.7657
>>6973
Colony progresses slowly sadly, but your plants sure can dig a research center!(6/10)
>>6975
Mission of twin planets Data:
Blue planet shows abundance of food and zero natives
Gas giant shows abundance of fuel resources and strange metals
>>6978
You explore space and find a desert planet with many natives underground
>>6980
The survey shows the moons are lifeless except for two, both of which are jungle moons. Meanwhile the algorithm is set up!(8/10)
>>6982
Elites trained!
+20,000 Elite Warriors
-100,000 Pop +100,000 Military
Shelling continues until the world is all but dust! The 60million still live though, shielded inside of a dome…
>>7013
The military moves in and takes the planet with few casualties. LOYALTY UNTIL DEATH, STRENGTH IN UNITY
+Training World
>>7651
7/10 Spacehabs
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c97086 No.7690
| Rolled 36, 85, 9 = 130 (3d100) |
>>7657
>Nation: Terran Republic
>Race: Humans
>Planet: Earth
>Psionics: Y
>Fluff:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uIiFIlPI-xI
Earth, our home, scientists and politicians saying the same thing, we can't stay here. Our world, our home, is dying. There is nothing that we can do to fix it despite our advances in science and technology. We have even touched the realm of GODS and yet what we have done to our planet shall be our greatest failing.
So there is but one option left to us, turn our gazes to the stars and venture outward. And what shall lead us in this time of co-operation? Science? Religion? Democracy? No , there is but one thing that will give us the Discipline needed to survive the harshness of space and whatever is out there.
Military.
With the strength of our bodies we shall reach out to the stars and grasp them within our hands. And Humanity shall prevail despite all that we have done to ourselves. For the Terran Republic we shall Fight and Die on alien soil if necessary to ensure a future for our children. For Humanity we shall endure any who dare to challenge our might!
LOYALTY UNTO DEATH!
Dont touch!
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
Space Marine Military
Training World
>Economy Level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Devout Military: Fails can be turned into critsuccesses if involving military actions
1.2.Train the Military on the Death World
3. Continue to scout out planets, find one rich in building materials.
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c97086 No.7698
| Rolled 17, 23, 66 = 106 (3d100) |
>>7657
>1 Sealing Harness, Environmental Regulator, and Indispensible Protection Helper (SHERIPH)
While at the moment most Constellation Preservation Units are geared in War Age equipment, we are no longer in the War Age! We may face challenges that our current gear cannot stand up to. We should develop a kind of environmentally sealed armored suit, one that provides greater protection, mobility, communications, and survivability to the wearer.
In this way, we can be sure both Public Safety and Constellation Survival can persist.
>2 Diplomatic Algorithms
Just think of the PROFI- I mean DIPLOMATIC PROFIT.
>3 HappyHabs!
Live Happy. Live Habby. Live HappyHab!
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c97086 No.7699
| Rolled 84, 63, 31 = 178 (3d100) |
1.2. Continue colonizing that world! (2/10)
3. Begin building a research complex. (6/10)
>Nation: Imperial Rose
>Race(s): Lillians
>Planet: Mountain's with plentiful volcanic activity. Most life is regulated to deep secluded valleys where plentiful soil has been produced and water has gathered. Travel between these valleys are deadly unless one has flight and even then 50% of the time the travelers died without sufficient protection.
>Psionics : N
>Fluff :
We are the Imperial Rose, born of the soil, green and vibrant, with deep red petals and hungry, hooking thorns. For the longest time we thought ourselves alone, each of our kind existing in mere hundred, eking out the basest of existences.
All of us but one valley. The Imperials which we take our name. They had a valley thousands of kilometers wide, and they developed technology, and culture, and warred and brokered peace. The rest of us were barbarians to them and fated to remain as such. For travel outside our valleys upon our homeworld was impossible.
Until the Imperials invented the first airplane. The discovered they were not alone, and called their valley the First Glade, and ventured forth. They took the world, one isolated valley after the other, and we welcomed their rule, for they brought prosperity. The first rickety planes became faster and sleeker, and traveled higher and higher. Until one day we breached the clouds upon our world that cloaked the very stars from us. Our entire world saw those stars very first time and knew each was another valley. We renamed our homeworld, the Great Seed, and set out to see what lies beyond it.
>Population: 10 Billion
>Military: 1 million soldiers, 300 Ships
>Enhanced Ship Engines
>Economy Level: 1
>Mines Level : 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Plant Life: Planets with lots of flora and fauna are easier to takeover
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