Posted by: nuclearslurpee
« on: February 25, 2021, 12:59:39 PM »OOC: Stability on Shahrewar has hit 1% (minimum).
Uh oh. Well, uh, good luck mate!
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Cronos was not sure if he should be feeling elated or insulted. For the last two days, Peisandros had been holding seminars on the 'new doctrine' of shipyard management. All of it amounted to little more than common sense, so far as he could tell. However, nothing the youngster was spewing out into the airwaves was outwrite wrong, which was a bit surprising, coming from an egghead. And, after being at ground zero for the lack in common sense two years ago during the first rush to produce the Aphrodite class, perhaps it wouldn't hurt to go about formalizing some of these supposedly 'common sense' procedures.
Section III, Subsection Beta, Paragraph 42: Do not ram one ship into another.
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And yet... as he made great bounds across and around the space in an effort to maintain his health (physical and mental), the space seemed to shrink down to smaller than even the living space of Bunker III. While he could still, in theory, go outside here with a similar level of protection as he had back on Shahrewar -- it was just so... different. Even in the worst storm of radioactive dust, Shahrewar had felt... correct somehow, in a way that the murky atmosphere, dull tiny sun, and pitiful gravity of the rift valleys here in the Hedgehog's den never could. Isolated on an alien world in this palatial chamber, he somehow felt more claustrophobic than he ever had back in that delipidated bunker.
There's no place like (that radiation-infested hellhole we call) home. Now, just click the heels of your plutonium-infused ruby slippers three times...
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This was... promising. It would seem that the Hedgehogs had come across some rather... interesting phrases in the old tongue, and had asked Bahraman for an interpretation. Bahraman had in turn asked him for his opinion first. After all, with light speed communication provided free of charge, it was fairly trivial to send over a daily report and bury the most important part a third or so in. Fortunately, the Hedgehogs were not much for the subtleties of the Perugian language as of yet, and much could be read between the lines of a sufficiently large wall of text.
For all the advanced technology and purported enlightenment of the Kapetyn society, it seems that the Perugians are the ones well-versed in the language of academic discourse. How curious.
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The detailed (and profanity laden) report blat - more of a sirens wail, truly - which she would submit to her captain would find itself reflected and magnified up the chain of command with surprisingly little censorship - only further embellishment by each successive layer of the newly created Kapetyn Survey Command.
The final explosion of indignant radiation which would reach Alphios of Myndus' office in some weeks would cause his entire staff to blanch and lead to a full re-check of the maintenance status of the survey command, as well as the diplomatic and logistics vessels. It would also prompt some belated thought on the amount of engineering and maintenance bay space which should be considered 'adequate' for a long haul survey craft.
The nice thing about writing fiction is that the player can blame everything on their characters and no one can question them.
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OOC Authors Note: Thanks for the prodding to keep this going. I've had a bit of writers block because it felt like the game side of things was limiting my ability to control the pacing of the story side of things, and I am not quite sure how to resolve that. For now I'll just try to power through the first arc, haha. I suspect at some point my work of fiction may decouple completely from my actual game, but that's still quite a ways away .
I try to view Aurora as a story generator rather than a story-telling tool. If one tries to force Aurora to tell the story one wants to write, it frequently will refuse to do so and start spluttering some nonsense about an alien race with several dozen battle cruisers bearing down on the homeworld, instead. Used in the former manner, this means you get the, ah, opportunity to write a story about several dozen alien battle cruisers bearing down on the homeworld. Sadly, not all stories have happy endings.
Aside, I do wish readers would comment more actively. Not only to encourage the authors as here (though this is very important!), but as a reader it's always fun to see other perspectives and to engage in