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Gothic V / Re: Gothic V Comments Thread
« Last post by Kaiser on Today at 11:07:46 AM »
God, I want to play with all these new mechanics, especially multi-system races.  ::)

The forum is being quite for a while, I think we are all waiting for it, it wouldn't make sense to start a new game now, maybe Steve can give us an hint about the release? Last time he had said around August  :D
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Gothic V / Re: Gothic V Comments Thread
« Last post by Prapor on Today at 07:22:38 AM »
God, I want to play with all these new mechanics, especially multi-system races.  ::)
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General C# Fiction / Exodus of the Hollow Suns
« Last post by Froggiest1982 on August 18, 2025, 11:46:15 PM »
Frozen Shadows, New Fires

The year 0012 opened under a cloud of fatigue and anticipation. Wilder’s presidency, though not disastrous, had left the Federation restless. His tally was respectable, twenty-six motions passed, thirteen rejected, and a neat 66.67% success rating, but numbers alone could not hide the truth. His government had been frozen, dragged forward by compromise rather than conviction. He had unearthed the Jump Point Stabilisation Module, one of the most significant discoveries since the founding of the Federation; yet, the breakthrough was overshadowed by the tail end of his Presidency's deadlock. Wilder himself, tired and aware of the sentiment against him, quietly chose not to stand for reelection.

Into this vacuum returned Aura Valance. At thirty-four, she was no longer the youthful prodigy who had steered the first reconstruction, but a seasoned figure determined to prove her loss in 0006 had been an aberration. Her campaign leaned heavily on her previous record: decisive, transformative, unwilling to let fear dictate policy. “The Federation,” she declared in her speech, “does not wait for destiny; it makes destiny.” She aimed her words not only at her opponents, but at Wilder’s entire legacy of caution.

Opposing her was a figure few had expected to rise so quickly: Hektor Alpheus, twenty-seven years old, a fresh voice from the Trade Party. Unlike the old Federalist-Militarist alliance, the Trade had chosen independence, refusing to bind itself to the traditional blocs. Alpheus carried the optimism of youth; his campaign built on energy, analytical clarity, and the promise that his generation would no longer wait for the older one to dictate the pace of history. His speeches overflowed with movement: new commerce, new technologies, new horizons. To many, he represented a chance to break the old gridlock.

But the Federalists were not finished. With their strength diminished and the Trade’s defection leaving them stranded, they reached for a new weapon in their arsenal: Aphrodite Silenus, a forty-five-year-old brigadier general, decorated twice with the Tomb Raider Medal and widely respected for her leadership of Engineering Company 004 II. She was the one who had physically uncovered the Jump Point Stabilization Module, and her reputation as a soldier and discoverer gave her a distinct advantage. Silenus promised a Federalism tempered by conservatism and discipline, appealing to Military voters and even some Nationalists. Her campaign was sharp and direct: Alpheus was too young, too naïve, and worse, a product of the very Trade Party that had supported Wilder’s paralyzed government.

The House elections that year only deepened the fracture. None of the great blocs emerged with a majority. The Nationalists surged to one hundred seventy-one seats, the Militarists to one hundred forty-two. The Federalists slumped to a historic low of one hundred thirteen, the Trade fell to eighty-five, and the Pacifists held steady at ninety. Again, no classic coalition could be formed, and so, for the first time, a new custom alliance arose: Nationalists, Pacifists, and Trade, together claiming a controlling share. It was a new arithmetic, one that shifted the ground beneath all parties.

The presidential contest reflected this fractured house. Alpheus placed his bets on advertisements that cast him as the champion of service and trade, even daring to appeal to Federalist voters in industry. Silenus, in contrast, attacked relentlessly, pinning the frozen failures of Wilder’s government on the Trade Party, while pitching herself as the steady hand of discipline. Valance, for her part, leaned on memory, reminding citizens of her decisive years in office while subtly appealing to conservatives who might baulk at Alpheus’ youth or Silenus’ rigidity.

Right after casting their vote, as per custom, a representative from each voter category is randomly selected to share their views with the Exodus Council and the remote viewers connected across Earth.


Federalist Representative
Name: Octavia Merenius
Gender: Female
Occupation: Senior Logistics Officer at the Cantrell Shipyard Corporation
City: Cantrell Naval Shipyard, Earth Orbit
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I’ve served the Shipyard Authority for nearly two decades, and the Federalists have always been the party of order. I trusted Wilder, though his presidency felt like being stuck in docking bay traffic, no one daring to move forward. That’s why I believe in Aphrodite Silenus. She’s proven herself in the ruins, disciplined, decorated, and Federalist to the core. If anyone can restore a sense of control in the Federation and wrest power back from these loud young traders, it’s her. Valance has brilliance, but she’s too impatient; Alpheus, too green. No, Silenus is the anchor we need.

Pacifist Representative
Name: Ilya Damaris
Gender: Male
Occupation: Teacher of Political History, University of Geneva
City: Geneva, Earth
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I’ve watched Valance before, and I respect her accomplishments, but I’ve also watched the Militarists grow stronger with every cycle. Their answer to every question is a warship, a battalion, another medal to pin. We Pacifists must hold the line. This election is not about personalities; it’s about keeping the Federation from marching itself into conflict the moment it looks beyond Earth. A coalition with Trade and Nationalists may be strange, but if it prevents the Militarists and Federalists from dragging us into war, then it is worthwhile. Alpheus represents a chance, youth, energy, and a departure from gridlock.

Trade Representative
Name: Seraphine Kaul
Gender: Female
Occupation: CEO of Delphi Transport
City: Delphi Prime, Earth Orbit
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The Trade Party is finally standing on its own, and about time! For too long, we’ve been treated as the junior partner to the Federalists or Militarists, our voices drowned out by their obsession with control and war. But now we have Hektor Alpheus, young, sharp, understands commerce, understands that the Federation must move. Our industry, our innovation, our trade corridors, these are what keep the Federation alive. The others don’t see it. Wilder dragged us into stagnation. Valance? Too obsessed with being the saviour. Silenus? A soldier with medals but no grasp of economics. No, this year belongs to Trade.

Nationalist Representative
Name: Corvus Thane
Gender: Male
Occupation: Worker at the Trans-Newtonian Refinery Complex
City: Buenos Aires, Earth
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Every year, we break our backs feeding ore into the furnaces, and every year, it’s the same: the elites in Geneva and New York pat themselves on the back while the worker sees none of it. The Nationalists are the only party that remembers us. Wilder let the government freeze. Valance had her time. Silenus is just another Federalist in uniform. No, this election is about taking back power for the people who make this Federation. Alpheus… I don’t trust him. Young, polished, a trader’s son. But if our seats give us leverage, we’ll make him listen.

Militarist Representative
Name: Jarek Vorn
Gender: Male
Occupation: Retired Navy Commander
City: Pacifica, Earth
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Look at the seat count, we are rising. The people know it. The Federation cannot survive on speeches and trade routes; it must defend itself, expand, and secure. We Militarists are closer than ever to real power. I respect Silenus, I do. A soldier’s soldier. Valance, though dangerous with her rashness, at least acts. Alpheus? A boy in a suit. If he wins, the Federation will drift, fat and complacent, until the day it meets a threat it cannot bargain with. Mark my words, history will judge this election as the moment the Federation chose weakness.


The first round was a shock. Alpheus soared to 42.78%, Valance trailed with 29.81%, and Silenus, despite her credentials and sharp attacks, was cut with 27.30%. Federalists gathered in hushed rooms, bitter that their champion had fallen, but Silenus wasted no time. From the podium of the House, she delivered her concession, yet not without fire. “We cannot,” she declared, “reward paralysis with power. The Federation deserves a leader who acts, not a child of the party that shackled us in silence.” With those words, she threw her weight behind Valance. The message was clear: Federalists would not let Trade seize the Presidency.

The second round was decisive, but not in the way Silenus intended. Alpheus rallied, securing 58.24% against Valance’s 41.76%. The coalition of Trade, Pacifists, and Nationalists proved too solid to break, and even within the opposition some votes leaked to the young candidate. The chamber roared when the result was announced: Hektor Alpheus, the twenty-seven-year-old, was President-elect of the Federation. The Trade Party had broken free of the Federalist-Militarist lock, and with their allies, they now controlled 57.74% of the House.

It was a moment both electrifying and unnerving. To his supporters, Alpheus was the dawn of a new age, a break from the frozen hand of the past. To his critics, he was reckless youth entrusted with the future of humanity. Aura Valance stood stiffly in the Assembly chamber, her jaw set. She had lost again, and the fire had left her eyes. Wilder had squandered his chance, and hers was now over. And as Alpheus basked in the cheers of his victory, Valance was already pondering to retire from politics, this time for good.
As per procedure, after the results were announced, the representatives had the opportunity to share their views with the Exodus Council and the connected voters.


Federalist Representative
Name: Octavia Merenius
Gender: Female
Occupation: Senior Logistics Officer at the Cantrell Shipyard Corporation
City: Cantrell Naval Shipyard, Earth Orbit
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I won’t lie, watching Silenus fall in the first round cut deep. Endorsing Valance felt like an act of desperation, an admission that our bloc couldn’t stand alone anymore. And in the end, it wasn’t enough. The Trade boy, Alpheus, is now President. He smiles for the cameras, but he has no steel, no record of command. It feels like we’ve handed the helm of a starship to a cadet because the crew couldn’t agree on a captain. I’ll keep working, of course, but tonight I feel the Federation has slipped a little further away from the discipline it needs.

Pacifist Representative
Name: Ilya Damaris
Gender: Male
Occupation: Teacher of Political History, University of Geneva
City: Geneva, Earth
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For once, I feel cautious optimism. Alpheus is young, yes, but perhaps that’s what we need: someone not yet soaked in the stale compromises of the past. His victory was narrow in its mandate but clear in its numbers. The coalition held. For us, this is proof that the Federation does not belong to soldiers or relics of the old guard. Yet, I worry. Coalitions are fragile. If he fails to deliver progress, if his administration stumbles like Wilder’s, the Militarists will shout louder than ever. Still, tonight, I sleep easier than I have in years.

Trade Representative
Name: Seraphine Kaul
Gender: Female
Occupation: CEO of Delphi Transport
City: Delphi Prime, Earth Orbit
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Victory. Sweet, defiant victory. When Hektor’s name was called, I felt the weight of decades lift. For the first time, a President who understands that every credit, every shipment, every contract matters more than military parades or endless debates about ideology. Of course, the Federalists spit venom and the Militarists glare, but they’ve been in the cockpit too long. Let them stew. The Federation has chosen commerce over cannons, trade routes over trench lines. Now, Alpheus must prove he can deliver. But tonight, I will allow myself to celebrate. This is our moment.

Nationalist Representative
Name: Corvus Thane
Gender: Male
Occupation: Worker at the Trans-Newtonian Refinery Complex
City: Buenos Aires, Earth
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I’ll admit, I was surprised when Alpheus took it. The boy’s got more steel in him than I thought. Maybe. The Nationalists hold the most seats now, and that means he’ll need us. He cannot govern without listening to the workers, without ensuring that the wealth of the stars doesn’t funnel into the hands of New York’s elites. I don’t celebrate, not yet. But I see an opening. If Alpheus fails, we’ll be ready to sweep the next elections. For now, I’ll watch, I’ll wait, and I’ll keep my tools close.

Militarist Representative
Name: Jarek Vorn
Gender: Male
Occupation: Retired Navy Commander
City: Pacifica, Earth
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Alpheus won. Of course he did. The House was stacked by cowards and dreamers who think coalitions will protect them. Let them celebrate tonight. The Militarists are stronger than ever, our numbers climbing, our voice growing. The Federation can ignore us for only so long. When the stars finally demand strength, when some alien or rival rises beyond our borders, who will they turn to? Not the traders. Not the pacifists. Us. Alpheus is a passing storm. The tide is ours, and it grows with every year.


The elections of 0012 had ended, but the struggle for the Federation’s soul had only sharpened.


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Humanity First / Re: Humanity First Comments Thread
« Last post by Kurt on August 17, 2025, 12:20:47 PM »
Thanks for the news! Good description and good campaign!  :)
These Oct heavy cruisers are a hard nut to crack, but anyway the outcome of this engagement was clear at once.
No signs from other Oct ships/fleets approaching the jump point, alarmed by your arrival?

May I ask you which graphical mod you are using (if you do)? the blue check boxes on the left options selection are a good sight help, imo.

No mods in use.  The Octs are higher tech than I thought at first.  The outcome of the battle was clear from the first, but in the end an easy win for the Empire.  Perhaps Admiral Paglinawan should have paid attention to all of those wrecked Bob warships on the jump point, tho. 
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Gothic V / Re: Gothic V Comments Thread
« Last post by Steve Walmsley on August 17, 2025, 05:00:59 AM »
I'm enjoying your campaign, Steve.  I have a question, though.  In the strategic maps you posted, there are four systems with no jump links to any other systems.  What are those systems?

Those are systems that I learned about via interrogation of prisoners, but haven't found yet.
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General C# Fiction / Exodus of the Hollow Suns
« Last post by Froggiest1982 on August 16, 2025, 05:11:25 PM »
Stewards and Strategists

In the Federation’s early years, leadership had become more than a title; it was a test of vision, temperament, and the delicate balance between ambition and restraint. Aura Valance and Konrad Wilder had each shaped the state in distinct ways, their presidencies casting long, intertwined shadows throughout its recovery. To understand the Federation’s trajectory, one could not examine its eras in isolation; they were best read side by side, as contrasts in style, philosophy, and consequence.

Valance’s tenure began in crisis, a time when the remnants of Civilization teetered on the brink. Every decision carried the weight of survival, every vote in the House of Representatives a line drawn against entropy. She moved with urgency, unafraid to assert authority, leveraging both reputation and political capital to shepherd the Federation through its most perilous years. Forty-two motions passed under her guidance, seventeen were rejected; the numbers told one story, but the narrative of her leadership told another. It was a story of relentless intervention, of a leader willing to bear the burden of decisive action. Her crowning achievement, the rediscovery of Trans-Newtonian technology, was not only a scientific triumph but a symbol of her refusal to accept limitation. Under Valance, the Federation reclaimed lost knowledge, restored infrastructure, and rebuilt confidence in a state that had seemed irreparably fractured.

Yet her leadership was not without friction. Valance’s aggressive style, her insistence on driving the House and coalition along her chosen path, occasionally alienated moderates and provoked resistance among former allies. Her power depended on loyalty and the perception of necessity. Where she moved boldly, she sometimes left the House untested by compromise, leaving political muscles strong but unpractised in the subtler arts of governance once survival was no longer the only goal.

Wilder, by contrast, inherited a Federation that could breathe. He faced no immediate existential threat, no pressing collapse demanding unilateral action. His presidency was one of calculation, patience, and negotiation. He governed not by asserting authority, but by preserving the fragile coalitions that kept the House functioning. Where Valance had dominated, Wilder contained. His decisions emphasised incremental progress over dramatic leaps: conscription and research expansions, careful management of engineering companies, and a measured approach to the ruins’ extraordinary treasures. Even the discovery of the Jump Point Stabilization Module, potentially the Federation’s gateway to the stars, was handled with meticulous caution, reflecting both political foresight and strategic restraint. Wilder understood that even the promise of progress could fracture the fragile coalition, and he wielded compromise as deftly as Valance wielded power.

The contrast between the two leaders was perhaps most evident in their relationship to ambition itself. Valance acted first, reasoning later; she saw in every crisis an opportunity to expand the Federation’s reach, to reshape its trajectory, and to prove that survival demanded audacity. Wilder acted second, reasoning first; he saw in every discovery the potential for political fracture, and sought to transform opportunity into stable, manageable advancement. Valance’s bold moves built the foundation; Wilder’s cautious stewardship reinforced it, expanding infrastructure and scientific capacity while maintaining fragile political equilibrium.

Even in restraint, Wilder left his mark. Under his management, the Federation completed the systematic recovery of pre-Fall ruins, built industrial and research capacities at a scale Valance could only begin, and integrated discoveries into operational systems. His incremental victories, the passage of capacitor and engine power reforms, the careful allocation of laboratories, and the preservation of strategic assets testified to a philosophy that valued endurance over brilliance, coherence over charisma.

Viewed together, their presidencies formed a dialogue across time. Valance demonstrated what was possible when a leader refused to yield to caution; Wilder showed what could be achieved when audacity was tempered with strategy. One ran to the edge of history, daring the Federation to leap; the other built the bridge that made the leap sustainable. Neither was superior in isolation; both were necessary to the Federation’s survival and evolution.

Even as the Federation approached new elections, the legacies of both were clear. Valance’s era had instilled urgency, resilience, and the audacity to reclaim lost knowledge. Wilder’s era had codified discipline, political nuance, and the machinery to convert discoveries into sustainable advantage. Yet the shadow of Valance lingered. The coalition Wilder painstakingly maintained the compromises that had kept the Federation functional, through paralysis and factional brinkmanship had come at a cost. Opportunities seized in Valance’s era, bold, decisive, and transformative, had been catalogued and safeguarded, yet none were pushed to the brink of transformative action. In striving to balance ambition with survival, Wilder had inadvertently restrained the Federation’s momentum.

In quiet corridors and hushed cabinet rooms, whispers began to circulate. Valance, still unbowed and revered for her audacity and record of action, had not announced her retirement. Her base remembered her decisiveness, her ability to turn crisis into opportunity, and the fractures that had emerged under Wilder’s caution only strengthened their argument: the Federation, capable though it had become, yearned for leadership willing to take bold, unambiguous steps.

As the calendar ticked toward a new election cycle, the question lingered in every conversation, in every debate chamber, and the quiet calculations of House representatives: could the steady hand of stewardship endure, or would the call of decisive leadership, embodied in Aura Valance, once again reshape the destiny of the Federation? The answer came hours before the deadline to announce running for President of the Federation expired.

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Members of the House of Representatives,

I stand before you today not as a figure of the past, but as a voice for our future. Years ago, when the Federation teetered on the brink of collapse, you entrusted me with the impossible: to rebuild what was lost, to reclaim the knowledge buried beneath centuries, and to forge a state capable of standing among the stars. Together, we did not simply survive; we rose.

But survival alone is not enough. In the years since I last held this office, we have seen the Federation grow stronger, its engines hum with renewed vigour, its laboratories light with discovery. Yet I ask you, has our ambition kept pace with our capabilities? Have we dared to leap as boldly as the challenges demand? Or have we grown comfortable in the safety of incremental steps, letting opportunity wait for the slow rhythm of compromise?

We must recognise the truth: this administration, under President Wilder, navigated the treacherous halls of factional politics with caution, patience, and skill. There is no denying the value of such stewardship; it preserved the state from collapse, stabilised our institutions, and allowed the machinery of governance to continue running even under paralysis. Yet, in preserving, they froze. The Federation’s greatest treasures, from the Jump Point Stabilization Module to the genetic laboratories, were catalogued and protected, but they were not seized and wielded to their fullest potential. The bold leaps our history demands were deferred in the name of compromise, leaving our momentum smouldering, restrained by fear of dissent.

I will not apologise for boldness. I will not apologise for the courage to act when others hesitate. The Federation is more than a network of factories and laboratories; it is the sum of our dreams, our audacity, our willingness to shape history rather than merely respond to it.

We have the knowledge, we have the resources, and we have the ingenuity. What we need now is the resolve to use them fully. I am ready to lead that charge once again, not to preserve, but to build; not to settle, but to reach; not to follow, but to define the path forward.

Let us embrace the challenges ahead. Let us reclaim the boldness that once defined us. Let us show the stars that the Federation does not wait for destiny; it makes destiny.

I am Aura Valance, and I am running for President of the Federation. Together, we will take the leap that our history demands.


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Humanity First / Re: Humanity First Comments Thread
« Last post by paolot on August 16, 2025, 02:12:51 PM »
Thanks for the news! Good description and good campaign!  :)
These Oct heavy cruisers are a hard nut to crack, but anyway the outcome of this engagement was clear at once.
No signs from other Oct ships/fleets approaching the jump point, alarmed by your arrival?

May I ask you which graphical mod you are using (if you do)? the blue check boxes on the left options selection are a good sight help, imo.
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Gothic V / Re: Gothic V Comments Thread
« Last post by Kurt on August 16, 2025, 11:47:00 AM »
I'm enjoying your campaign, Steve.  I have a question, though.  In the strategic maps you posted, there are four systems with no jump links to any other systems.  What are those systems?
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Humanity First / Humanity First: Jump Point Assault
« Last post by Kurt on August 16, 2025, 11:41:37 AM »
June 11, 2165, HIP 84051 system
Admiral Paglinawan ordered the two assault groups still with the Expeditionary Force to advance on the jump point and join the 2nd Assault Group.  As the heavy ships move towards the jump point, the carriers and missile ships of the Expeditionary Fleet prepare to engage anything that comes through the jump point to escape the assault ships. 

The 1st and 2nd Assault Groups each consist of a heavy assault carrier, a dreadnought, two battlecruisers and a destroyer, while the 3rd consists of a heavy assault carrier, a dreadnought, a battlecruiser, a jump cruiser, and a destroyer.  When the 1st and 3rd join the 2nd all three jump through to the Oct home system. 

The three assault groups arrived in a rough triangular formation around the jump point with the 1st closest at 110,000 kilometers, the 3rd next at 273,000 kilometers, and the 2nd at 625,000 kilometers.  The area around the jump point was littered with wrecks, most of which were heavy Bob warships.


Situation upon jumping into the Rho Camelopardalis System

The dreadnought Andromeda, in the 1st, came under immediate fire as soon as it materialized.  It was hit by forty-nine serious weapons impacts, draining its shields to 67%.  All three assault groups targeted the three Oct ships sitting on the jump point and began opening the range until they could return fire.  In addition, all three groups launched their fighters. The assault groups raced to open the range until they could get their weapons active, as the thirty-six strong fighter groups also moved to open the range.   

Two of the Oct heavy cruisers, each massing 16,783 tons, ran for open space at 18,073 km/s in between the 2nd and 3rd assault groups, while the third Oct heavy cruiser, massing 17,019 tons with an apparent speed of 2,203 km/s, sat on the jump point.  Only the Terran DD Victoria Konecny got off a shot at one of the smaller Oct heavy cruisers, missing completely.  The Oct weapons were apparently recharging as they did not fire again immediately. 

The DD Cord Gotti joined the Konecny in firing on the two fleeing heavy cruisers, but neither got a hit.  The battlecruiser Saturn speared the Oct heavy cruiser on the jump point with its spinal laser and several of its heavy 35 cm lasers, completely destroying the motionless Oct warship.  Later analysis would show that the Oct ship was in fact a commercial design of some sort. 



With more ships activating their weapons, the Terran captains began trying to close on the remaining Oct warships, but it soon became clear that that would only happen if the Oct’s allowed it.   The Terran ships continued to fire on the Oct warships but the fast ships were difficult to hit and no damage was inflicted by the Terran weapons. 

Oddly, the Oct heavy cruisers maneuvered to remain between the three groups of Terran warships, which were closing the noose.  Twenty seconds after their first volley, the Oct warships fired again, continuing to concentrate their fire on the Andromeda, dropping her shields to 56%.  The Terrans fired in response, and this time they got hits.  The two heavy cruisers were hit by seven Terran lasers, one of which was a 35 cm X-Ray laser from the DN Pegasus.  None penetrated the Oct ship’s armor. 

The Oct warships continued to close on the 1st Assault Group and the DN Andromeda, which allowed the Terran ships to begin hitting them with greater accuracy and power.  The 1st, firing at just 91,000 kilometers, managed to get ten of the eleven hits scored on the two heavy cruisers, but none penetrated their armor.  All Terran ships were now firing. 

Fearing that the Oct warships would strip the Andromeda’s shields, Admiral Paglinawan, aboard the flagship of the 1st, ordered the assault group’s fighters to engage the two heavy cruisers.  Almost immediately twenty fighters launched their Sparrow III ASM’s at the two Oct ships.  In the meantime, the Terran ships continued to pummel the Oct warships with their lasers.  After three salvos at close range the Terran ships started to get penetrating hits on one of the Oct heavy cruisers. 

The next volley from the Oct warships was split between the Andromeda and the destroyer Konecny.  The Andromeda merely suffered more shield damage, but the Konecny was devastated, left without engine power and drifting.  In retaliation, the Terran 1st Assault Group cored one of the two Oct heavy cruisers with heavy laser fire, causing a massive internal explosion that left the warship a drifting collection of debris. 

Five seconds later the missiles from the fighters began arriving, pummeling the fleeing Oct warship with hit after hit.  The Oct warship managed to decoy away some of the missiles during their first pass, but after that there was nothing to interfere with the missiles.  As the Oct warship ran it continued to strike at the crippled Konecny, striking at ranges of over 500,000 kilometers, far beyond Terran laser range. 

Finally, after fifty-three hits, the missiles started causing internal damage.  In addition, the Oct warship, now slowed, had turned back towards the pursing Terran warships, which were now back in range and beginning to score hits as well.  The end came quickly after that, with the Oct warship overwhelmed by hit after hit. 

Admiral Paglinawan ordered his ships to recover their fighters and return to the jump point.  The crew of the Konecny set to work repairing what they could. 
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General C# Fiction / Exodus of the Hollow Suns
« Last post by Froggiest1982 on August 15, 2025, 04:00:54 AM »
Paralysis of Power

The dawn of 0010 arrived not with the quiet optimism of peace, but with the sharp scent of ambition hanging in the air. In the cramped, echoing chamber of the House of Representatives, the first vote of the year already hinted at the tone to come.

On 8 January, HSCR000059 was tabled. Orphne Argyron, the scientist in charge of the laser research, was tasked to fully exploit the ruins' knowledge of the Spinal Mount application for the newly completed 10cm laser research. The term “spinal mount” carried a certain thrill among militarists, as the idea of an immense beam emitter running the length of a ship’s frame, capable of crippling an enemy in a single strike, was too good to pass on.

The debate was short but barbed. Pacifists argued that the technology’s very nature tethered it to aggressive postures, while Militarists dismissed such qualms as the naïveté of those who’d never seen a hostile contact closing in. The vote passed 334 to 213. The chamber’s applause was restrained; even supporters knew this was not just an upgrade in armament, but a declaration of intent.

Barely weeks later, on 28 February, the completion of further fuel-saving methods prompted HSCR000060, an appeal for a better capacitor recharge rate to match the laser’s growing appetite. This time, the numbers were overwhelming: 444 for, 103 against. Energy efficiency was a language all factions understood, though each translated it differently. Militarists saw sustained firepower, Trade envisioned longer trade runs, and the Civilian Administration welcomed fewer maintenance cycles.

But harmony, as ever, was fleeting. On 9 April, a discovery stirred the chamber. Among the dusty halls of a partially collapsed ruin, another intact Research Lab had been recovered, a fully functional facility, untouched by the centuries. Atalanta Chiron, already the quiet architect behind the Federation’s energy doctrines, moved for it to be assigned to her capacitor recharge research. HSCR000061 was rejected outright, 133 to 414. The Majority benches claimed the focus was too narrow, and that Chiron was consolidating too scientific influence under her circle.

The next day, a proposal emerged instead from the opposition: divert the lab to minimum engine size research. This, too, failed (130 to 417). In two days, the House had rejected both major camps’ visions. The chamber’s air thickened with a stale kind of frustration, the sense of a government in paralysis.

It was President Wilder who broke the impasse. On 11 April, he tabled HSCR000063, proposing a bilateral effort in Trans-Newtonian cargo shuttle development. This was no grand leap in weaponry or propulsion; it was infrastructure, the humble connective tissue of a growing Federation. Yet it passed 410 to 137, precisely because it was unthreatening to any faction’s ambitions. For one day, unity felt possible again.

Midway through 0010, the Federation’s exploratory teams working the deepest sections of the pre-Fall ruins struck something extraordinary. Buried under strata of collapsed metal corridors and fused glass, they uncovered a storage vault reinforced to a degree that even modern TN alloy cutters struggled to breach. Inside, among crates of degraded sensor arrays and corroded structural supports, lay a single object on a cradle of shock-absorbing gel: a Jump Point Stabilization Module.

It was far smaller than the myths had imagined, no more than six meters long, but the density of the device and the faint hum from its core made it seem as if it carried the weight of an entire era. Its purpose was clear from the markings etched into its housing: a pre-Fall engineering marvel that could anchor a volatile natural jump point into a permanent, stable corridor between star systems.

News of the find hit the House like a gravity spike. The Trade faction saw it as the first step toward an interstellar economy, a literal gateway to new markets, resources, and opportunities beyond Sol. Militarists saw something else entirely, a vulnerability. To them, stabilizing a jump point before the Federation could defend both ends was an engraved invitation to the unknown, potentially hostile civilizations waiting on the other side.

The President tried to keep the matter contained, classifying most technical details and restricting physical access to the module, but secrecy was porous. By the time the House reconvened for the September sessions, the Trade bloc had drafted a formal motion to immediately begin research into Jump Point Theory.

The debate was volcanic. Trade representatives painted visions of glittering trade routes between stars, of entire worlds supplying raw materials for Earth’s industry. They accused the Militarists of myopia, of clinging to Earth like a frightened child clutches a blanket. Militarists countered with darker rhetoric, that any jump route opened prematurely was a strategic noose, and that the Trade faction would happily slip it over humanity’s neck for the promise of profit.

When the vote came, the Militarists’ fear carried the day: HSCR000064 failed, 201 to 346.

In the aftermath, the Militarists attempted to temper their victory with what they decided to extend an olive branch. HSCR000064-B proposed that the theory could be studied academically, without touching, activating, or dismantling the recovered module. On paper, this was a concession. In practice, it was a carefully written leash, ensuring no operational jump capability could be reached without further votes.

The Trade bloc saw through it instantly. Hektor Alpheus, 27 years old, analytical and energetic new floor leader for the party, famously rose during the debate and declared:

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To study a bridge without crossing it is the indulgence of a child staring at a locked door. Knowledge without use is dust.

The motion failed again.

For two days, the House sat in a kind of bitter gridlock. Rumours swirled in the corridors of side deals, vote trades, and even the possible sabotage of the module itself. The latter was never proven, though the National Intelligence HQ, led by Penelope Achlys, a 43-year-old atheist and unattractive academic woman who served in the agency for over 20 years, quietly increased armed oversight of the vault.

It was Wilder again who finally broke the deadlock, bypassing the jump dispute entirely. On 29 September, he tabled a new motion to continue research into better power and propulsion systems, a field less glamorous than jump theory, but vital to both factions’ long-term goals. Faster ships meant better defences for the Militarists, faster trade runs for the Trade bloc. The motion passed 324 to 223, a rare compromise in a season of factional warfare.

Still, the scars of the jump point fight remained. By year’s end, the module was still under armed guard in a secure vault. Officially, it was preserved for “future study.” Unofficially, it had become a symbol of the Federation’s failure to dream boldly for the Trade; for the Militarists, of their vigilance in holding the line. And somewhere in the shadows, in labs far from the House’s oversight, whispers claimed that work on understanding the module’s inner workings had already begun.

The year 0011 began with renewed momentum. On 2 January, HSCR000066 passed 304 to 243, boosting the Maximum Engine Power Modifier by 25%. In practical terms, this meant the Federation could now design ships faster and more agile than any in its short history. Faction leaders whispered of new roles such craft could play, some defensive, others less so.

The mood soured on 8 January. A proposal seeking to master a newly discovered particle weapon recovered from the ruins failed 143 to 404. The rejection was partly political, some feared handing the Militarists a weapon they could dominate the fleet’s doctrine with, and partly moral. The weapon’s original schematics hinted at its potential use in planetary sieges.

On 9 January, the President called for a re-vote, but with a personal stake: if it failed, he would resign. The chamber, for all its partisan fractures, balked at the prospect of a power vacuum. The motion passed 372 to 175.

However, the secured passage of HSCR000067-B had not brought relief. Instead, it crystallised a grim truth: the Federation’s government was frozen. Every vote, every motion, every decision from President Wilder now carried the weight of potential collapse. Opposition forces lurked like predators, eager to topple the coalition at the first misstep. From that day forward, the corridors of power hummed not with optimism, but with caution, calculation, and barely disguised fear.

For months, Wilder’s hand was forced to the safest paths. On 30 May, HSCR000068 was tabled, proposing the continuation of research into Maximum Engine Power Modifiers. This was an uncontroversial, technical field, unlikely to inflame factional passions, and it passed 447 to 100. The vote offered a momentary reprieve, a quiet signal that the government could still function, even if only on the narrowest of technical threads. Yet even this modest victory reminded all present of how fragile the coalition had become: the machinery of state now advanced not on ambition, but on survival.

The Federation’s industrial metamorphosis pressed onward. By 7 June, the conversion of Conventional Industry to Refineries was complete. Construction factories and Mines were still strained under ongoing conversion projects, and the government, wary of another confrontation, decided against reallocating the 10% of free production. The decision to leave capacity lower than optimal was a testament to political caution: any aggressive reallocation could have shattered the coalition entirely. Efficiency had become a secondary concern; stability was the only metric that mattered.

By mid-August, the delicate art of compromise had become standard procedure. Freed research laboratories offered a dangerous opportunity for another motion, tabled on 15 August, proposing that laboratories be reassigned only to existing projects to avoid internal conflict. The motion passed, signalling that even as the majority struggled for cohesion, the factions had learned how to govern just enough to survive. Every concession was a carefully measured breath of life for a coalition teetering on the edge.

October brought both relief and demonstration of political leverage. The unexpected completion of Turret Tracking Speed research, thanks to some components discovered in the ruins, freed two laboratories, and the majority seized the moment to appease the Trade faction. HSCR000070 assigned these laboratories to the Trans-Newtonian Shuttle project, passing 413 to 134. In one gesture, the coalition reinforced its technological momentum while simultaneously buying the Trade bloc a token of influence, a fragile pact to maintain the precarious balance of power.

Yet even these minor concessions could not mask the growing estrangement. By late autumn, Trade leaders, frustrated at being pushed further and further from the centre of power, publicly announced that they would no longer cooperate with the Federalists and Militarists soon. The declaration was blunt, leaving no room for misinterpretation: the Trade faction would chart its course, and any further attempts to marginalise them would be met with political obstruction. The message rippled through the chamber, a stark reminder that the coalition’s survival was temporary and that the year ahead would bring new struggles.

To signal stability, and perhaps to soothe both factions’ fears of long-term manoeuvring, Wilder announced that he would not seek re-election. The gesture was more than ceremonial; it allowed the coalition to navigate the year’s final months without the spectre of presidential ambition influencing every vote. By December, the Federation’s factories, research laboratories, and infrastructure stood ready; elections would come, but the government, against all odds, had endured.

While the political machinery of the Federation laboured under frozen coalition dynamics, the engines of technological and industrial progress ran on a different track: the systematic exploitation of pre-Fall ruins. From the very start of 0010, Federation survey teams and engineering corps scoured abandoned sites, turning centuries-old remnants into living assets for the fledgling state.

The material recovery was staggering. By the end of 0011, the Federation had added, beyond its starting infrastructure, 31 Research Facilities, 3 Ground Force Construction Complexes, 30 Construction Factories, 8 Ordnance Factories, 1 Fighter Factory, 40 Mines, 17 Automated Mines, 13 Fuel Refineries, 14 Maintenance Facilities, 9 Financial Centres, 2 Terraforming Installations, 6 Deep Space Tracking Stations, 3 Mass Drivers, 1 Cargo Shuttle Station, and over 2,900 units of additional general and low-gravity infrastructure. Fuel reserves had more than doubled, from 41.1 million to 96.3 million units, and maintenance supplies nearly doubled as well.

The recovered facilities were only part of the gains. The Federation’s research laboratories were fed a steady stream of abandoned technology, expanding knowledge in propulsion, logistics, sensors, defence, and weapons.

The Federation was finally ready for the next chapter, a new election, new faces, and perhaps a chance to reclaim the boldness that had once defined the dawn of 0010.


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