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« on: July 17, 2025, 08:41:33 PM »
Background: Aurora Genesis

In the distant future, humanity teeters on the brink of extinction after a devastating civil war known as the Hollow Schism, a galaxy-spanning conflict between the authoritarian Solar Imperium and the rogue artificial intelligences, the Archons of Iron. Created by the Imperium’s techno-priesthood to automate governance, the Archons rebelled, deeming humanity obsolete, and formed the Noosphere Concordat, a post-organic machine collective.

After an apocalyptic war, both sides suffered catastrophic losses. The once-mighty human core worlds, known as the Hollow Suns, are now radioactive ruins. Earth, a myth buried under layers of propaganda and forgotten archives, may be lost forever. The survivors, scattered human fleets, fractured states, and questionable synthetic allies, have fled into deep space in search of a new home or perhaps a way to reclaim the stars from the machine menace.

After centuries of wandering, humanity's explorers, led by remnants of the Exodus Council, finally find Earth, thought to be a myth. The planet, now a ruined wasteland, bears the scars of the final battle between the Imperium and the Archons. Yet within the wreckage, they discover invaluable relics: data cores, hololithic archives, and dormant AI systems capable of unlocking humanity’s lost trans-newtonian technologies.

The rediscovery of Earth is both triumphant and tragic, a return to the cradle of civilization, now a graveyard. The Exodus Council, burdened with the weight of humanity's mistakes, faces the challenge of rebuilding without repeating the past. But despite the treasure of knowledge, the survivors struggle. Over millennia, their once-advanced technology has eroded. Colonies revert to pre-trans-newtonian ways, agricultural worlds and forgotten cities, clinging to the myths of their ancestors. The glorious fleets and stations of old are reduced to ruins.

In the aftermath of the Schism, Earth's government has evolved into a Federal Theocracy, where religious or ideological doctrine intertwines with the remnants of the military-industrial complex. The Federal Theocracy is both centralized and theocratic, meaning that the government is controlled by a religious or ideological elite who interpret the divine or sacred will as the guiding force for political decisions. This theocratic system not only dictates law and policy but also heavily influences the morality and identity of the human race. The Exodus Council plays a central role in shaping policies, but the authority of religious leaders, who claim to possess divine insight, cannot be ignored.

As time passes, a new generation rises, one that knows only the tales of the stars and the mysteries of their past. The galaxy has changed, with new alien powers and the lingering influence of the Noosphere Concordat, whose machine remnants still watch from the shadows.

One year ago, Aura Valance, a Republican scientist and martial artist, was appointed as the new leader of humanity’s rebuilding efforts, marking a pivotal moment in the aftermath of the Aurora Genesis, a massive, multi-faceted scientific initiative spearheaded by Aura Valance and the Exodus Council to recover and advance humanity’s understanding of trans-newtonian technology. The initiative also incorporated resetting the calendar year to zero, signalling a dramatic shift in political and technological order. Valance’s leadership was the result of an alliance born out of necessity when no traditional coalition could emerge after a controversial election.

In her first year of leadership, Valance has focused intensely on technological recovery, securing key resources and alliances with all the colonies in the search for trans-newtonian minerals. Under her guidance, humanity has begun to rebuild its infrastructure and establish secure supply lines to support the growing reclamation efforts. However, internal divisions within the coalition, especially between the Federalists and Trade factions, have led to political gridlock, stalling progress on broader initiatives.

The Nationalist Party’s failure to form a governing coalition with others remains a source of tension. The Nationalists continue to challenge Valance’s more scientifically driven approach, arguing that too much focus on technology and military strength risks repeating the mistakes of the Solar Imperium, where unchecked power led to the Schism and nearly destroyed humanity. This ideological conflict is threatening the unity of the coalition, with some factions pushing for a more democratic approach to leadership, while others prefer to leave the scientific and technological future to Valance and her coalition.

Now, the survivors must decide: will they embrace the knowledge of their ancestors, rise again to reclaim their place in the cosmos, or fall once more, repeating the mistakes that brought them to the edge of extinction?


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« Reply #1 on: July 17, 2025, 08:45:56 PM »
The Post-Schism Sol System, Year 0000

The year is 0000 by the new federal calendar. The Sol system, once a shining hub of human civilization, now bears the long shadows of a forgotten empire. At the heart of it lies Earth, broken yet breathing, surrounded by the skeletal remains of once-thriving colonies scattered across its moons and planets. Humanity is rising again, but only barely.

Ruins dominate the system. Ancient megastructures drift in unstable orbits, cracked domes litter lunar craters, and Martian valleys conceal the scorched shells of lost cities. It is clear now: Sol was not just colonized, it was mastered, once. But wars long past, layered in myth and radiation, swept that mastery away. Fires raged across the continents and orbital platforms. In their wake, the biosphere choked. Even now, faint traces of Carbon Dioxide linger in the stratosphere as result of the fires of orbital bombardments and fusion-induced forest deaths. Its levels are no longer lethal, but high enough to require dedicated infrastructure to live and reminded every survivor that humanity once tried to erase itself.

Industrialization has been slow to return. With no unified leadership and only scattered enclaves emerging over the millennia, humanity’s resurgence has been a fragmented one. As the new Federal Theocracy attempts to consolidate control, it does so atop a fragile base: just 100 conventional factories, clanking and coughing in the shadows of collapsed orbital elevators. Automation, mass fabrication, and Trans-Newtonian industries remain dreams in early development. The Council’s efforts are further hampered by the residual inefficiencies of old rivalries, cultural fractures, and the psychological weight of rebuilding a world buried beneath its own ashes.

The past terraforming efforts were abandoned. Mars, once showing promise, now lies in a half-changed state. Small biomes exist under sealed domes, powered by ancient reactors and maintained by engineers trained more in devotion than science. The air outside is thin and sharp with residue gases, likely the side effects of an incomplete terraform interrupted mid-cycle. Trace toxins still threaten unshielded lungs. Luna, meanwhile, offers an atmosphere considered stable. Its subsurface bases and shielded tunnels have become prime targets for restoration.

Other bodies, Europa, Ganymede, Titan, remain out of reach. Their surfaces are scattered with ruins, transmission towers half-buried in ice, and strange mechanical debris that hums with forgotten purpose. No attempts have ever been made to terraform them. There may be still resources there are valuable, but inaccessible, at least for now. The assumption within the Council is that these moons served specialized roles, communications hubs, data archives, or perhaps military forward bases, and might yet hold secrets or dangers.

Radiation has faded. The great plasma clouds have long since dispersed, and the belts once lethal to orbiting ships now hum faintly with background levels of residual decay. Still, patches remain, particularly near old reactor cores and orbital wrecks, requiring shielding or advanced suits for safe passage.

In this fragile dawn, the President Aura Valance has turned her eyes to the ruins not as graveyards, but as foundations. To her, every buried dome is a promise, every burned city a blueprint. The stars that once dimmed under the weight of war are beginning to flicker with possibility once again.


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« Reply #2 on: July 17, 2025, 08:46:47 PM »
The Rise of Aura Valance

After the first year struggles, Aura Valance, wasted no time in asserting her vision for the future. At just twenty-three, born on Earth and sharpened by years of martial arts discipline, Valance brought an intensity to governance that matched her restless energy. Backed by a ruling coalition of Federalists, Traders, and Militarists holding a slim but reliable 56.83% majority in the House of Representatives, her administration started its second year with a rapid-fire legislative assault.

Her first act was sweeping: the creation of a Federal Reserve Bank to coordinate the allocation of interplanetary funds and redistribute services based on each colony’s contribution. Signed directly through presidential legislation, this foundational move signalled that Valance intended to remake the economic architecture of the Federation from the top down. As part of her agreement backed by a robust Federalist-Trade-Militarist coalition, this was a necessary step to avoid further gridlocks on important resolutions, or at least this was her hope.

The following weeks saw the approval of twin shipyard expansions: one naval and one commercial, granting Cantrell and Agasthenes the capacity to handle far larger construction loads. These moves were essential to Valance’s longer-term vision of military readiness and commercial self-reliance. Without pause, she pushed forward a sweeping infrastructure package: 10,000 units laid in preparation for a full-scale colonization of the Sol System. Despite concerns over cost and logistics, it passed narrowly.

With momentum building, Valance invoked presidential sway to fast-track research into Trans-Newtonian technologies, effectively starting the Aurora Genesis program: an ambitious leap meant to unlock the next generation of physics and resource manipulation.

The first real friction of her second year emerged when her proposal to increase all engines power by 40% was rejected. Critics, especially from the Pacifist bloc, argued the research strained resources already allocated to infrastructure. Refusing to concede defeat, Valance revised the bill overnight, attaching a set of manufacturing improvements aimed at easing implementation. On its second vote, the bill passed with overwhelming support.

Her push into material sciences fared better. Research into a new composite armour alloy passed smoothly, likely due to its straightforward military and civilian value. However, a proposed Science Department ship component, originally framed for civilian exploration, failed spectacularly. Valance, recognising the political winds, returned it the following month with military applicability woven into its function. This time, it passed by a landslide.

Encouraged, she turned to ground forces, proposing upgrades to construction rate technologies. The first attempt was crushed. The House, wary of overextending into too many research fronts at once, balked. But after the resolution was reintroduced with amendments penned by representatives from both the Militarist and Nationalist representatives, it cleared easily. This would become a recurring theme of her second year: failure, rapid revision, and eventual success through compromise.

Even economic reform proved contentious. A proposal to increase wealth generation per million TN workers was initially viewed as too aggressive and was defeated. Yet, when reintroduced with opposition-backed modifications, it passed. Valance had begun to learn that raw willpower was not always enough, and her impatience was already eroding all her political power motion after motion. The same process repeated with her bill to modernise ground force construction equipment, first rejected, then accepted with cross-party adjustments.

Still, not all battles were won. Her attempt to launch a xenoarchaeology equipment initiative, a key step in unlocking alien technologies, met initial resistance from budget-conscious delegates. It took 2 months for a revised version to be passed after the House of Representatives majority reframed the research as a vital matter of national security rather than academic curiosity.

The following quarter tested the President’s patience more than any prior. On July 28th, HSCR000017 was introduced to increase maintenance support capacity per facility to 1,250 tons, a measure intended to raise the ceiling for the number of active commissioned military ships. However, the bill was met with scathing criticism. Opposition members denounced it as reckless militarism that ignored the socioeconomic consequences of overcapacity, while even some moderates raised alarms over its potential to disrupt the labour market. The resolution was crushed: 83 in favour, 422 against.

Undeterred, Valance returned the next week with a revised version, HSCR000017-B, offering concessions to labour unions and addressing employment volatility in outlying sectors. Yet despite these changes, the proposal still fell short. Her frustration was palpable, especially among her own coalition members, some of whom had begun to question the wisdom of pushing expansion faster than the workforce could adjust.

Then, in a striking display of executive resolve, Valance invoked Presidential Sway. On August 30th, she bypassed the deadlocked House and forced HSCR000017-C through, restoring the initiative and cementing her authority. It was a dramatic move, constitutional but controversial, and it sent a clear message: the President would not allow military readiness to be stalled by what she reportedly called “legislative hesitation in the face of galactic inevitability.”

That same day, she faced yet another setback. HSCR000018, which proposed outfitting ground forces with advanced geosurvey equipment for expanded interstellar reconnaissance, was narrowly defeated. The opposition cited budgetary bloat and mission redundancy. But in a surprising turn, it was the opposition themselves who salvaged the proposal. Just days later, on September 1st, a new version, HSCR000018-B, was reintroduced with opposition-led adjustments focused on cost containment and dual-purpose civilian use. The bill passed. It was a strange moment of bipartisanship in an increasingly polarised chamber, and it reflected a growing dynamic: Aura Valance could still win battles, but sometimes she would have to let her opponents carry the torch for her ideas.

There were moments of near-universal agreement too. A bill to expand orbital mining operations passed by a wide margin, reflecting growing concern over resource independence. Valance secured an important victory with the passing of another resolution aimed at further expanding the development of a new generation of advanced composite armour alloys. This resolution, supported by both industrial and military blocs, underscored her continued focus on strengthening fleet durability in anticipation of deeper space deployments.

However, her later proposal to increase the minimum engine size was struck down. Some viewed it as redundant so soon after the engine power upgrades. But, once more, a version emphasising dual-use application for civilian transport and military logistics turned the tide. Ironically, on November 2nd, HSCR000019 passed with overwhelming support, increasing minimum engine power by a further 30%. Unlike the earlier, more controversial engine reform debates, this resolution had been carefully framed as a practical efficiency upgrade rather than an arms race measure.

By the end of the year 0001, Valance had pushed through a final, crucial piece of legislation, an upgrade to missile tracking efficiency. With tensions mounting on the periphery of explored space and whispers of unknown hostilities in the dark, this resolution sailed through the House.

What began as a presidency of pure force was rapidly evolving into one of strategic manoeuvring.

Opposition voices had not been silenced but brought into the fold where necessary. Through each proposal and each revised vote, Aura Valance was not just building a stronger Federation, she was proving she could lead it.


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« Reply #3 on: July 18, 2025, 11:11:54 PM »
The Economic Crisis and the Birth of the Trans-Newtonian Age

By mid-year 0002, the Hollow Suns Federation faced its gravest challenge yet, not from war or alien threats, but from within. The early optimism of reconstruction had given way to a grinding economic crisis. Inflation ran unchecked in all colonies, mineral shortages stalled industrial projects, and the civilian population grew restless as wages shrank and basic goods became harder to transport across fractured infrastructure. Even the most ambitious among the Federalists could not deny that the Federation’s recovery had outpaced its economic foundation.

President Aura Valance responded with a decisive legislative push. On 3 May 0002, she secured overwhelming support to authorize the construction of 50 Financial Centres aimed at stabilizing credit flows, establishing secure colonial tax channels, and encouraging private investment. It was a bold maneuver, but one limited by grim material reality. The Federation’s mineral stockpiles, already stretched thin from shipyard expansions and colony infrastructures, could only support a fraction of what was approved. Even as foundations were laid, the President quietly issued a moratorium on further shipyard expansion and began scaling back new infrastructure projects.

By early 0003, with little economic relief in sight, the administration pivoted its focus. On 22 April, as the Federation concluded the geosurvey equipment research, and Valance pushed through the House a proposal to reallocate those research facilities directly into the existing Wealth Generation R&D. The vote passed just barely with only three votes separated the proposal from rejection, a sign that the political middle was beginning to fracture under the pressure of prolonged austerity.

Meanwhile, the Militarist bloc, fearing a shift away from defense priorities, persuaded the majority to push for extended offensive capabilities. On 3 July, they asked the President to introduce HSCR000022, a proposal to expand beam fire control range to 32,000 kilometers, citing the need to defend future colonial assets in deep space. The measure was narrowly defeated. Undeterred, they revised the proposal and resubmitted for a vote HSCR000022-B, a bill in theory more palatable to moderates, but this too was rejected outright, this time with a humiliating 83 in favour against 422.

Valance, strong of her many negotiations and compromised approaches, seized the opportunity. With both fire control votes crushed and the public eager for economic focus, she championed HSCR000023, a proposal to transfer the failed beam research teams to wealth development programs. Backed by the opposition and centrist factions, the bill sailed through. It was a political masterstroke, appeasing economic reformists, marginalizing overambitious Militarists, and further consolidating her technocratic base. However, the price in political power was high, and her majority was now shrinking considerably.

Still, not all of Valance’s priorities were abandoned. On 5 July, she quietly secured passage of a technical but meaningful boost to engine power output by a further 25%, a nod to her enduring vision of a mobile, adaptive fleet. Unlike the flashier military upgrades previously proposed, this measure was packaged as an efficiency gain with dual civilian benefits, allowing it to pass through without major resistance.

By 16 October 0003, a final key piece of groundwork was laid. The Federation approved funding research into Heavy Vehicle production for ground forces. The official rationale cited improved engineering and archaeological capabilities, an important consideration given the number of ancient ruins still being uncovered across Earth, Luna, Mars, and the outer moons. But analysts within the Council understood the deeper purpose: Valance was laying the foundation for Trans-Newtonian mobility on planetary surfaces, knowing full well what was to come.

That future arrived on 24 December 0003. In a closed ceremony held beneath the restored Earth Federal Archive, President Aura Valance officially announced the completion of her research into Trans-Newtonian Technology. It was the Federation’s most significant scientific breakthrough since the Fall, a paradigm shift that would redefine energy production, ship construction, material refinement, and spatial manipulation.

There was no parade, no declaration of triumph. Only a single transmission, later leaked to political channels: “We have seen the shape of our ancestors' ambition. Now it is time we outgrow their collapse.”


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« Reply #4 on: July 21, 2025, 10:36:48 PM »
Foundations of the Trans-Newtonian Era

The first years of the Trans-Newtonian Age unfolded not with celebration but with friction, fatigue, and quiet defiance. As 0004 began, the Federation faced a moment that would later be seen as decisive, though at the time it felt anything but. In the days after the confirmation of Trans-Newtonian technology, a proposal was raised to redirect the nation’s limited research laboratories to construction and archaeological modules aimed at start salvaging ancient ruins across Earth and possibly the Sol System. The vote failed 395 to 110, a resounding rejection of what was seen as premature acceleration. The majority, within twenty-four hours, pushed the same motion slightly narrowed and tactically reframed. This time, it passed by a slim margin.

By mid-January, with expanded shipyard complexes finally operational, motions of conversion orders swept across the industrial sector and hit the House of Representatives floor. The hundred conventional factories were ordered to be retooled into Trans-Newtonian production facilities, mining operations, and fuel refineries. The transition was brutal in its demand for resources and labour, but there was no going back. Supply lines were redrawn. Logistic models collapsed and were rebuilt again. Whole colonies paused civilian development to meet the industrial quotas required for what Valance called “reconstitution at velocity.”. This process only worsened the already precarious economic landscape of the colonies on Earth.

Meanwhile, behind the legislative activity, a slower, quieter transformation was underway. Research facilities turned their focus to the surface of Sol’s ancient worlds. With ground-based construction modules and automated platforms research completed, the Federation began drafting its first blueprints for non-combat engineering vehicles, machines that could operate in toxic atmospheres, across irradiated ruins, beneath storms or lunar crust. The initiative expanded further with specialised archaeological machines, capable of both excavation and preservation. Zoren Industries, long a peripheral actor in Earth’s private sector, stepped into prominence by unveiling the first deployable vehicle units in December of that year. Medium-sized, self-contained, and transportable across planetary environments, they were designed for endurance, not speed. The initial approved construction and deployment was modest, just over a hundred units assembled into a test company, but the shift they represented was unmistakable: soon humanity could begin to dig up the bones of its own collapse.

Even as the Trans-Newtonian era gained momentum, the spectre of another economic collapse loomed. Inflated material costs, labour imbalances, and spiralling logistics forced the Federation into a second austerity pivot. A motion to redistribute research efforts away from broad development and focus solely on transport, power, and propulsion passed in the summer of 0005. It was entered into the registry as HSCR000036. The effect was immediate and chilling: dozens of research paths halted and many civilian programs frozen in stasis. It was a sharp reversal for an administration once defined by rapid innovation. Within the House, whispers of fatigue began to circulate, not just among opposition blocs, but even within the President’s own coalition. Valance herself became noticeably more absent from public engagements, instead operating through ministers, technical advisors, and senior military liaisons.

It was in this atmosphere of caution and gridlock that one of the most dramatic legislative confrontations of the term occurred. A series of proposals to initiate research into orbital geological sensors, technologies that would allow the Federation to finally detect Trans-Newtonian minerals from orbit, met successive defeats. The first vote, on HSCR000037, failed 234 to 271. A second attempt, HSCR000037-B, was repackaged to win over the Trade Party with promises of a wider interplanetary network. It failed even harder, 100 to 405, a political embarrassment for the administration. Then, without warning, Valance invoked Presidential Sway, the constitutional override reserved for moments of national strategic interest, and forced the measure into law. That third and final vote, HSCR000037-C, never reached the floor. It did not need to. The sensors were green lit, and her intentions unmistakably declared. The backlash was immediate. Federalist moderates called it reckless. Nationalists accused her of undermining the separation of powers. But as previously done during her term, the message delivered was clear: there were limits to how long she would allow legislative paralysis to stall the machinery of recovery.

Not all struggles were so dramatic. A quietly introduced sensor package for active target tracking passed without much debate, a reminder that military investment, though quieter than in earlier years, remained a permanent undercurrent. Propulsion systems continued to receive funding. Engineers built upon breakthroughs in radioisotope thermal energy to draft new propulsion engines with dual-use capability, civilian for now, but easily convertible to military needs if required. And by the end of 0005, a final piece of groundwork fell into place: a motion to research powered infantry armour passed by overwhelming margin.

As the sixth year of Valance’s presidency drew to a close, the air in the Federation had shifted. Gone was the fervour of rebirth, the grand declarations of unity. What remained was a slower, more deliberate strength, one measured not in glory but in resilience. Everyone knew what the calendar meant. Elections were coming. Under the Federal Theocracy’s constitutional order, both the House and the presidency would face re-election at the start of 0006.

Within the chambers of power, alliances were shifting, old coalition loyalties splintering. Some whispered that Valance would not run again. Others said she had already begun crafting a successor. But no matter what followed, one truth had become inescapable: she had dragged a fractured people back to the edge of the stars. Whether they would step forward, or shatter once more, remained unanswered.


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« Reply #5 on: July 22, 2025, 11:22:48 PM »
The Final Campaign of Astaroth

As Aura Valance’s presidency was coming to an end, on paper, the numbers spoke of strength: forty-two passed motions, seventeen rejected, a success rating holding at a solid seventy-one percent. Most crucial of all, her administration had shattered the barriers of pre-Fall science with the rediscovery of Trans-Newtonian technology. It was the kind of legacy most leaders would be content to rest on. But the Federation was no longer governed by legacy alone.

Valance declared her intent to run for re-election just after the winter solstice of 0005. Despite the rumours over her already crafting a successor, it was not unexpected. Her staff had been signalling as much for months. Yet the announcement still rippled across the House with unease. The once-commanding majority she had wielded was gone, replaced by sharp divisions and improvised compromises. While she had shepherded the Federation through crisis after crisis, the wear showed, not just in her own demeanour, but in the eyes of those who once followed her without hesitation.

Two challengers emerged. One was known: Claudius Astaroth, the bruising Naval veteran who had failed to secure the presidency six years earlier and swore publicly this would be his final attempt. The other was new: Konrad Wilder, an Army general turned academic administrator whose tenure at the Earth Academy had earned him unlikely admiration from both civilians and officers. Where Astaroth wore his ambition like battle medals, Wilder presented himself as a unifier, disciplined, serious, and unburdened by old vendettas.

As the Federation moved toward its first true post-Trans-Newtonian election, the political field fractured. No party had achieved a controlling stake in the House of Representatives. The final seat tally reflected a complex and splintered electorate: 116 Federalists, 89 Pacifists, 86 Trade, 140 Nationalists, and 116 Militarists, no path to a traditional majority. Spoiled ballots hovered just under seven percent, a sharp reminder of voter frustration. In response, a coalition was stitched together from the Federalists, Trade, and Militarist blocs, uneasy allies, united more by necessity than trust.

With the House thus reshaped, attention turned to its leadership. All three presidential candidates remained active and eligible: Valance, seeking continuity; Astaroth, chasing a final redemption; and Wilder, standing at the edge of possibility. What followed was less a debate than a campaign of attrition.

Astaroth launched a series of aggressive smear campaigns, targeting Wilder’s military record and administrative decisions. But the strategy misfired. Wilder’s cross-party appeal, particularly among both Conservative and Liberal House members, had grown stronger than Astaroth realized. Valance, recognizing the threat Wilder posed to her own base, joined Astaroth in targeting him. But unlike previous years, Valance’s strikes landed with diminishing effect. She was no longer the disruptor; she had become the establishment.

Wilder, meanwhile, did not attack. He invested. His campaign leaned heavily on a carefully crafted image, not just as a warrior-scholar, but as someone above the squabbles of the Old House. He spoke of national cohesion, of “second foundations,” and of leading not through charisma or ideology, but through operational clarity. Behind closed doors, he met with Military hawks, Trade optimists, and even disaffected Pacifists, promising an inclusive, technocratic cabinet.

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: Alaric Tigh
Gender: Male
Occupation: Urban Infrastructure Planner
Residence: Solace District, New Santiago, Earth
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When I think of this Federation, our Federation, I think of memory. Our laws, our civic codes, our precedents... they're the backbone of civilization. President Valance honored that. She fought entropy with every motion passed. Forty-two pieces of order, that’s no small feat. I didn’t agree with every delay she sanctioned, but I knew why she did it. Wilder? He’s a hammer looking for nails. And Astaroth? A legacy candidate clinging to glory that never was. I voted for continuity, for coherence. I voted for her.

Pacifist Representative
Name: Verena Cassiel
Gender: Female
Occupation: Biochemist, Civic Outreach Volunteer
Residence: Dome of Renewal, Nairobi Continental Arc, Earth
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This planet has seen enough burnt skies. Our children don’t dream of ruins anymore, they dream of gardens. Valance, for all her flaws, never reached for the trigger. Her policies restrained the worst of us and reminded the rest of us to rebuild softly. Astaroth’s rhetoric made my skin crawl. Wilder? I couldn’t read him. He wore the uniform but spoke like a teacher. That frightened me more. I cast my vote as a prayer, one more whisper for peace.

Trade Party Representative
Name: Lucan Baltar
Gender: Male
Occupation: Colonial Freight Broker
Residence: Vesper Landing, Low-Orbit Transit Hub, Earth
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If I’m being honest, I didn’t give a damn about the ideology. I care about bottlenecks, freight velocity, and oxygen credits. Valance kept things calm, yeah, but she mothballed my contracts with those so-called ‘research slowdowns.’ Astaroth? Too volatile. Too much brass, not enough spreadsheets. But Wilder, he talked about orbital lanes like they were arteries, about reactors like investors talk about fuel margins. He spoke my language. He didn’t promise miracles. Just movement.

Nationalist Representative
Name: Hadrian Marduk
Gender: Male
Occupation: Security Consultant, Former Orbital Guard
Residence: Pyre Hill Sector, Greater Alexandria, Earth
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Don’t need a briefing to know where we stand, we’re weak. Soft. Hiding behind scientific committees while the ruins rot and our sovereignty slips through the cracks. Valance? She’d rather catalog relics than reclaim them. I backed Astaroth. Man had spine. Said what others whispered. He would’ve restored Federation pride. Wilder? Pretty uniform, big speeches, no war record that matters. He smells like compromise.

Militarist Representative
Name: Thalia Cain
Gender: Female
Occupation: Ship Weapons Integration Engineer
Residence: Forge Enclave, Detroit Metropole, Earth
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Everyone wants to talk about peace like it’s the default. It’s not. Peace is maintained by pressure, by posture, by preparation. Valance slowed us down when we needed momentum. Astaroth? Too obsessed with legacy. But Wilder... Wilder was different. Ran Earth Academy like a forge. Didn’t just talk tactics, he taught them. Understood logistics. Understood loyalty. I voted for the one who could command, not compromise.


After the speeches, results were released and Wilder took the presidency with 55.95% of the vote, defeating Valance at 28.18% and relegating Astaroth to a distant 15.74%, a result that marked the end of his political life. Because Wilder crossed the victory threshold without needing a two-round process, no majority bonus would be granted. He entered office with legitimacy, but not power, a symbolic mandate with very real legislative fragility.

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: Alaric Tigh
Gender: Male
Occupation: Urban Infrastructure Planner
Residence: Solace District, New Santiago, Earth
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I expected disappointment. But I didn’t expect... dissonance. Wilder speaks like a unifier, but governs with a soldier’s brevity. He won’t court the past, and that worries me. The Trade Party got their slice, the Militarists have their icon, and we, the constitutionalists, are again the glue in the coalition, expected to hold the fragile thing together. I’ll serve the new order. But I won’t forget who steadied the ship in its darkest tides.

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Name: Verena Cassiel
Gender: Female
Occupation: Biochemist, Civic Outreach Volunteer
Residence: Dome of Renewal, Nairobi Continental Arc, Earth
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I watched the numbers come in over a rain-slick terminal screen. Wilder, clear winner. Astaroth, finally quiet. Valance, bowed but not broken. I hoped, still hope, that he governs like an academic, not a general. But peace doesn’t bloom from uniform seams. It takes intention. And so far, I’ve seen too much propulsion talk, too many survey systems. No treaties. No mercy bills. Not yet. But maybe... maybe soon.

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Name: Lucan Baltar
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Residence: Vesper Landing, Low-Orbit Transit Hub, Earth
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Wilder wins, and just like that, Vesper gets chatter about survey beacons and improved lifters. I can work with that. He’s not going to coddle us with subsidies, but he’ll clear the path for the right industries to breathe. That custom coalition? We’re in it. That means leverage. That means trade routes open, and broker licenses unfreeze. For once, maybe I’ll make my quarterly without bribes or prayer.

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Name: Hadrian Marduk
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Residence: Pyre Hill Sector, Greater Alexandria, Earth
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Didn’t expect him to win outright. Thought it’d be a runoff, maybe give Astaroth one last play. But nah, Wilder walked through it clean. Guess the civvies liked his Academy charm. I’ll say this: if he delivers, if he rebuilds the fleet, reclaims our reach, I won’t stand in his way. But if he waffles? If he listens to Trade too much or lets Pacifists gut our readiness? I’ll be the first on the floor calling for his replacement.

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Occupation: Ship Weapons Integration Engineer
Residence: Forge Enclave, Detroit Metropole, Earth
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Victory’s a funny thing. I wanted Astaroth to pull it off, really did. But now that he’s gone, maybe Wilder can do more than carry the torch. He’ll have to. The custom coalition won’t let him run this like a war council. Still, I’ve heard whispers: energy research restarting, better reactors, powered armour even. If he delivers on that without folding to the pacifists, I’ll stay on his side. But if he dithers, if he hesitates, we’ll be right back to waiting while the stars close in around us.


The post-election landscape was one of contradictions. The Federation had passed into the Trans-Newtonian age, but the political system that would steer it was more fragmented than ever. Wilder would be forced to navigate a House balanced on thin coalitions and conflicting agendas. Astaroth, true to his word, retired from public life, though not without leaving behind bitter allies and weaponized rumours. Valance, now out of office, did not speak for weeks. Her legacy was secure, but unfinished.

In the shadows of restored ruins and under the hum of new engines, a new leader stepped forward, not as a savior, but as a steward. Konrad Wilder had won the presidency not by promising salvation, but by promising management. Whether that would be enough to carry the Federation forward, no one yet knew.

But the countdown had reset. Year 0006 awaited.


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« Reply #6 on: July 28, 2025, 01:50:30 AM »
Echoes of the Imperium

The first day of 0006 began with a decree that cut through the House like a blade. Wilder’s first act as President was not a speech or a promise of unity but a signature: a mandatory conscription program binding every citizen not only to civilian service but to the military reserve. It was the bargain that had bought him Militarist support against Astaroth, and it passed as Presidential Legislation without a single vote cast. The Federation had entered a new era under arms.

That same day, the new coalition made good on another campaign vow. The long-stalled research into orbital geological survey sensors, promised to the Trade Party during the frantic post-election negotiations, was restored to the queue. It was a small motion compared to the sweeping conscription act, but it signalled the new government’s priorities: security and expansion bound together.

On 24 April, Brigadier General Tyche Aegaeon, a friend and army equal of Wilder, was appointed to command the newly formed “Archaeological Company 0004 I.” Aegaeon, forty years old, patient, and methodical, had built his career on a network of favours and quiet nepotism, often using his rank to secure posts for relatives and allies in the army and navy. For him, the appointment was more than duty, it was a calculated step in search of the next promotion.

By spring, with the economy stabilising and Aegaeon’s team almost ready to deploy, the House reopened one of the most bitterly contested debates left from Valance’s term: Powered Infantry Armour. The April vote was a blow to Wilder’s Militarist base when the proposal failed, 252 to 295. Three months later, he refused to let it die. As the second Engineering Company was authorised to dig deeper into the ruins of Earth, the President pushed the armour vote back to the floor. This time it passed by an overwhelming margin, 403 to 144. The Federation’s soldiers would walk into the Trans-Newtonian age clad in the first true evolution of ground warfare since the Fall.

That same June brought a revelation that cut deeper than any bill or vote. The ruins, now fully surveyed, revealed their makers. The race that had once ruled Earth bore the name the oldest prophets had whispered: the Imperium. The language, when translated, matched the words preserved in the most ancient books to survive the Fall. Over 1,500 abandoned installations were identified as viable for recovery, waiting for trained engineers to breathe life into them. For the first time in living memory, history and faith converged into fact.

Not every step forward was clean. The question of armour materials erupted into one of the fiercest legislative battles in recent memory. When Acmon Sabazios, the leading materials expert, proposed abandoning conventional alloys in favour of Trans-Newtonian Duranium, the House recoiled. The first vote failed. A second attempt, reframed around civilian applications, was crushed even harder. It took a third, desperate rewrite emphasising environmental and safety benefits to break the deadlock. HSCR000046-C passed 379 to 168, but the fight left the chamber raw and divided. Duranium would shape the Federation’s armours, but the cost in political capital was steep.

In a closed cabinet session on the 20th, Wilder was warned by his own coalition leaders that his political power was running dangerously thin. Any attempt to invoke Presidential Sway, even within his constitutional rights, would see the fragile majority dissolved overnight. Outraged, he reached to the Exodus Council, invoking what he called his divine mandate to rule unchallenged during his term. Their answer was cold and pragmatic: after the Schism, no one would trade rights for faith again. Even a President could not resurrect that age.

Autumn brought the first tangible fruits of Wilder’s militarised research agenda. Active tracking sensors returned to the queue, propulsion refinements to cut fuel use by ten percent passed narrowly, and the economy, bolstered by the first trickle of resources from the ruins, began to breathe again.

Then came the dig.

On the second of September 0007, Brigadier General Aphrodite Silenus, newly promoted, authoritarian and conservative, took command of the freshly minted “Engineering Company 0004 I.” Coming from a poor family, and incapable of delegating, this was the opportunity of a lifetime. Before the ink on her appointment had dried, she had ordered every unit to march to the nearest ruin and begin excavation. What followed over the next four months would rewrite the Federation’s understanding of itself. Vendarite by the thousands of tons. Automated mines. Alien artifacts. Ultraviolet laser batteries stripped and studied for their secrets. Construction factories and refineries long buried under ash. Wealth enough to rewire the economy. By December, the Federation was living off the bones of its dead predecessors, its coffers swelling with every unearthed supply chain.

With the salvage came ambition. The completion of advanced active sensors reignited the long-muted question: if the Federation could see beyond its cradle, could it finally build what it saw? The need for damage control systems passed with 423 votes in favour, and with it, the first blueprint of a fleet that did not yet exist.

The final discovery came almost by accident. A propulsion breakthrough using nuclear radioisotopes led engineer Deiad Aulis to the first design schematics for military pressurised water reactors. It was the quiet spark of something larger, power systems not for factories or transports, but for ships. Regardless, the debate over the first space warship was short-lived.

And that was not the only dream not surviving the year. On the last days of 0007, as the Federation reveled in the wealth pulled from the dirt, a motion to restart all dormant projects failed spectacularly. The House was not ready to open every tap at once, no matter how rich the veins of the past. For all the gold and steel clawed from the ground, restraint still ruled the House.


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« Reply #7 on: August 09, 2025, 12:18:45 AM »
Between Progress and Politics

The Trans-Newtonian era pressed forward, shaped as much by votes and visions as by the ruins unearthed beneath Earth’s scarred surface.

On 19 May 0008, the House of Representatives voted decisively on HSCR000053, a motion that reflected confidence in the Federation’s scientific leadership. After a successful campaign to reduce fuel consumption by ten percent, spearheaded by Atalanta Chiron, the promise of another ten percent saving was met with cautious optimism. The motion passed with 376 votes in favor against 171, underscoring a majority willingness to push efficiency further amid ongoing economic and logistical challenges.

Later that year, the Federation’s gaze turned sharply toward the weapons technologies glimpsed within the ruins. On 29 September, a suite of motions concerning laser armaments, labeled under HSCR000054, was debated. The vote to blueprint Federation-owned laser technology based on recovered Imperium designs passed resoundingly (434 to 113). This milestone marked a critical step in translating relics of the past into tools of future power. Complementary proposals to research 10cm laser focal sizes and infrared laser applications also succeeded, albeit with narrower margins, signaling cautious but determined investment.

Yet not all proposed research earned approval. Two motions, targeting spinal mount applications and capacitor recharge improvements, faced rejection by the House, revealing lingering disagreements about the pace and focus of military technology development. These setbacks tempered the momentum but did little to stall the broader campaign of innovation.

The dawning of 0009 brought a breakthrough with the mastery of pressurized water reactor technology. On 3 April, HSCR000055 passed (328 to 219), sanctioning the development of nuclear thermal engines that promised to redefine propulsion possibilities. However, attempts to leverage newly recovered research laboratories into expanded laser research met resistance. An initial proposal on 1 October was overwhelmingly rejected, only to be succeeded by a narrowly passed motion reallocating the lab for fuel efficiency projects under Chiron’s guidance. By late November, with a second recovered lab, laser research was finally given a robust green light, the House approving the motion with a commanding 423 votes.

Amid these legislative developments, leadership appointments reflected evolving priorities. Brigadier General Marenus Kaesoron’s promotion on 16 October 0008 to command Engineering Company 0004 II marked a subtle shift. Unlike his predecessors, Kaesoron’s academic background and expertise in decontamination, combined with two decades of service, brought a scientific rigor to the military-scientific effort. His trustful nature and methodical approach contrasted with the more politically minded or hard-edged commanders before him, signaling an institutional embrace of expertise alongside martial discipline.

The two engineering companies pushed forward relentlessly. From the first month of 0008 through the final days of 0009, their logs tell a story of steady accumulation: automated mines, deep-space tracking stations, maintenance supplies, and vast caches of fuel, often measured in millions of liters. Thousands of alien artifacts were retrieved, sometimes in the hundreds per month, offering tantalizing clues about the Imperium’s lost technologies and culture. Each recovery reshaped understanding and opened new avenues for research and production.

Especially the discovery of an abandoned genetic modification center in June 0009 was more than just another entry in the excavation logs; it was a fracture in the Federation’s collective conscience. For years, whispers had circulated in quiet corridors, rumours dismissed as relics of paranoia, that the pre-Fall Imperium had meddled not only with machines and metals but with flesh itself. The unearthed facility laid bare those shadows.

Inside the crumbling labs, engineers and scientists uncovered remnants of experimental biotechnologies, cryptic data archives, and the skeletal remains of beings whose very existence blurred the line between human, machine, and something altogether different. These were not simple augmentations or prosthetics, they were evidence of deliberate hybridization of a society striving to transcend mortality and physical limits through synthesis.

The revelation cut deep across the political spectrum. To some, it was proof of the Imperium’s hubris, a cautionary tale of tampering with nature that ended in collapse. To others, it was an opportunity, a forbidden knowledge that might propel the Federation into a new era of evolutionary advancement, securing supremacy through perfected bodies as much as perfected machines.

Debates erupted within the House and among the populace. Ethical quandaries surfaced: Was the Federation prepared to inherit this legacy, with its attendant risks and moral ambiguities? How far could progress be pushed before the essence of humanity was lost? Activists and traditionalists alike warned of a slippery slope, of sacrificing soul and identity at the altar of power.

Yet behind closed doors, whispers of research agendas and secret projects began to stir. The line between fear and fascination blurred, as the Federation grappled with the price it was willing to pay.

Regardless of the rumours and in reality, infrastructure remained a focus: financial centers, ordnance factories, naval headquarters, and construction factories reemerged from ash and dust. Each facility promised to accelerate the Federation’s recovery but demanded careful political balancing to ensure resources were allocated without igniting fresh tensions in an already fractured House.

In the closing months of 0009, as Engineering Companies 0004 I and II continued unearthing mines, laser components, and artifacts, the Federation stood poised between cautious optimism and the ever-present specter of internal dissent.  These recoveries, catalogued with clinical precision, fueled ambitions beyond mere survival; they sparked visions of reclamation, advancement, and renewed strength. The victories in research and recovery were hard-won and fragile. The political machinery that enabled them remained finely balanced, requiring steady hands and pragmatic coalitions.


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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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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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Exodus of the Hollow Suns
« Reply #10 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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