Transcript Myrath vs Javaslinger; Will the galaxy burn?

Part II - New Year
Behind the scenes in Militairy HQ a message is received from the Aliens. It states that we have one last chance to make peace. That we have slaughtered millions of innocents. That their fleets are being mobilized..
Well.. it is true we cleared out some worlds but... In any case..

New years eve. 2404. We are all out on the streets; celebrating yet another year in our existence. We are in a good mood. Ofcourse, there are rumours of soldiers disappearing. Some seem to have had traumatic experiences with the Aliens. But there always were some soldiers in the army with a few screws loose.
All of a sudden the large vision-screens in all of our cities on all of our worlds flash up brightly. The imperial logo is shown and trumpets shout. A sad music sets in as his imperial highness enters the viewer-screens.
'My fellow Myrtopians.. It is a sad day for all of us. You all know of the alien civilization at the western ends of our empire. You all know about the minefields. You all know of our efforts to make peace and spread our values throughout the galaxy. (Images roll by from our frigates picking up stranded monkeys from space in their poisunous pods). But today; sad news has reached us. Mindless agression towards our worlds and ships has commenced. Billions of injured citizens. (A world in flames is shown on the screens. Smoke everywhere. So many flames you would almost suspect that this world had soil... and was not gasious. But then... the air looks gasious, although the color is a bit odd..). Today - we received word from the aliens. Let these words speak for them selves... *kgg*our antiquated communications system*kgg* last chance for you to make peace*kgg*with*kgg*you. We have mobilized our fleet! *kgg*We*kgg*have killed millions of innocents!.*kgg*We have an ant problem.*kgg*Our Eradicators have*kgg*killed millions*kgg*.'
Then... the screen changes. Images are shown like never shown before. We heard there was an incident in Melkar but... Fleets of alien vessles approach the idillic world world of Melkar. We see a child, holding it's toy.. crying... The alien ships are shown again. There must be 30 of them in all. The assault our world. Rain gunfire from the skies. Our heroes are shown; Men and women running towards the defense installations. Missiles are launched; The skies turn red with our gunfire. Explosions cover the skie. Magnificent images are shown from the alien ships begin blown to pieces. The image of the child returns.. Charred.
Silence in the central squares...
The emperor returns to the screen.
'Be not afraid my children. The alien agressors shall be stopped. Just now I responded to the aliens and declared that we feared them not. That we are brave and shall fight against their mindless agressions. That we will stand for what is just and for our survival. My people. We are at war!'

Lastly; the screen zooms out. The emperor stands in front of a large ship and points to it. He laughs. 'It's funny really. The enemy named this vessle. By referring to us as ants. We named this ship... The Anthill. It is a prototype. It is a destroyer; Remarkable. It will be our victory!'. The emperor turns to the camera.. 'Our most brilliant minds are working around the clock to get it finished. They just need one more month to complete the definitive design. Make no mistake. The enemy Eradicators are formiddable opponents. But next month. When all is done. They will be strongly outmatched!'. He smiles. We feel secure.
Next month; everyone reports to the baracks! Everyone reports to the shipyards! We are going to get this job done. We will fight for our survival against the monkey threat. And we will be victorious!
Some images are shown on the screens where the prototype flies and blows up an old cannon fodder class frigate. Remarkable... Remarkable indeed.

Cheers sound throughout the night. Everyone parties. Because next month.... We start 'The Big Job'.

To be continued.

Riots
The garden is quiet. It is secluded and far away from the industrial hearth of the empire. Sure, there are some meeting rooms here for when the ministers visit.. but that's it. The ministers aren't here right now. Just the emperor and his favorite servant. The emperor holds a messagepad in his hands. He looks troubled.
Perhaps I made a mistake, he sighs. I'm afraid many lives will be lost and this war may cost us more than it will yield.
The emperor looks at the pad again. 11 Eradicators Mark 2's, 2 Eradicators Mark 1 and about 5 Swatters. And only the gods know what those 'Boomers' are. A fleet of some 22 ships. I fear for the people of Melkar. They have been equipped with formiddable defenses but.. 22 ships. I don't know.
And here... he reads on.. Riots. The people of Melkar must know about the enemy fleet nearby. I'd be afraid too. The aliens have not been known to use ground forces. They have only been spreading death from above. And those Boomers? Could they be designed to counter our defenses? I suspect they are bombardment ships.
The servant says nothing. He just looks at an olive plant.
If only the Twilex Armada could break through those mines. You know they upped the number from 70 to 120 last month? I'm actually considering sending old prison ships through the wormhole and smash through those mines.
The servant still stares at the olive plant...
You are right; the emperor says. Perhaps we should swallow our pride for now. Afterall, the aliens have never eradicated one of our worlds. They tried.. yes.. but, they never did.
The emperor snaps a twig from the olive plant. He holds the olive-branche in his hands. I will send a message. For the people of Melkar. Let us hope... it is not too late.
The servant says nothing, but looks hopefull to the sky. Perhaps... there is hope for the people of Melkar. But right now... we just don't know how the aliens think. We just don't know how well our defenses will hold against such an armada... If only we could..
The emperor sighs and looks through the intelligence reports. He smiles and pushes some buttons on his pad. This too could make things interesting...

~To be continued.

A post will be up soon. A lot of explosive events happened the last few turns, and I still need to convert them into a story. Heh. It's kinda nice to write this too. I find the match we're playing exciting and really don't know what's comming

I did notice the inconsitency myself with the floating and the gardens... But I'm working on correcting that .
Many thanks for the compliments though! I'm glad you guys are reading it.
~Myrath

Invasion!
The riots continue. Our people are upset by the alien fleet in the Melkar system. Who could blame them? Nearly 40 warships in orbit, and no fleet from home to back you up. We did our best to re-asure the people. We even sent a diplomatic envoy to the aliens. We suggested a peace treaty and even spiced it up and offered to help the monkeys with medical aid.'
The offer was bluntly refused. Something about mistrust about our continuous intelligence operations. Well, it is true that we have invested in this area, and it is also true that the emperor himself approved certain operations, but... they have not been so succesful. We receive a steady shipment of minerals from the aliens... but plans detailing their advanced Duranium Cannons never seem to arrive.
We tried to subvert some crews... maybe haul a ship or 2 in for deconstruction, but that operation failed aswell..

Anyways; Our intel is out of our control now. The emperor decided the intel department could best be run by a minister who specializes in it. See if he can do a better job. We hardly hear anything of our intel department now. They went underground.

After what seemed to be a communications blackout we received another communication. It was a response to our well intended peace offer. The aliens wanted us to stop with just about everything. We were to hand over our research, stop researching, intel and we cou;dn't even create a black hole!. Everyone knows the celestial temples, known as black holes, are a blessing to the universe. The presence of The One True God is shown in them. We intend to bring the One True God to the Monkeys. So that treaty was off the table. Even more so, it upset his Imperial Highness. He decided that the peace accords be changed into a subjagation treaty. A minor contrabution would be required from the aliens in order to let them live. But they refused.

Things remained quiete. Even so quiete that our militairy commands must have been alseep when the aliens sent 2 ships in 2404.7. The first ship was sent on an obvious suicide mission towars our Melkar ring world. To test our defenses.
The people on the planet didn't even bother to sound the alarm or stop their riots. The one alien ship was quickly disposed off. Admiral Mortak was worried though. The aliens must have been able to scan us and know our capacity. Worse yet. The secret must have been out. Our new weapons were open for display.

Green lasers, known as anti proton beams combined with shields must have showed up on the aliens scans. We were worried. It wouldn't be long....

Now, this scout was obviously noticed. What was missed was the lone Exterminator entering our far nothern border. It was disposed off quickly by the the captain controlling a 6 ship Antiquated Cannon Fodder fleet. I still remember the captain smiling. His wings glowed bright purple, as happens when humour is involved. Many jokes were made.

2404.8. The morning of the very first days.
The riots stopped. Someone bothered to sound the alarm. This didn't have much effect. Turning on the city screens showing the incomming fleet did. 40 warships on a direct path to our Melkar world. Our fighter wings launched. Around 20 trained souls. Most were antiquated fighters, but some had the new equipment aboard. They faught valliantly. But fell quick to the alien Swatters and Extermina
tors.
Down at the planet huge roars sound from gigantic machines powering up. Sirens are everywhere. All of a sudden the entire sky lits up as huge mushroom clouds bounce against the massive shield generators positioned around the planet.
Powerful beams shoot up, combined with duranium cannons and missile barrages. Alien missiles are stopped by our point defenses. Nevertheless, the shield takes a huge pounding.

We shoot back though... oh we shoot back. Most of our missile satalites are dispersed off quickly. But some remain. Even the space station in orbit manages to take down a few alien vessles with it's laser batteries.
The battle continues.

Against all odds, we seem victorious. The shields held. Barely!. Our intel department reports the alien fleets chatting amongst each other about navigational problems (ringsworld bug issue). But we celibrate. Melkar is safe! A month later the riots on both worlds in the Melkar system would end. The huge morale burst of such a victory is awesome. Their trust in the emperor has been restored.

But not everything was great on this morning. On the northern frontier our 6 frigates stould guard. The wormhole opened. Our ships moved into position to launch their antiquated weapons. They did. They prepared to fire on the lead ship. Activated their sensor display to see it explode... but were shocked. Wings turning deadly white. Fear. 32 alien vessles came through the portal and left none alive. We have not before led such lossed and were shocked. Our intel made a huge mistake. The aliens were not just preparing with 1 fleet. They had 2!. The gods may know... they even may have 3. They are far more powerful then anticipated.
Most ships were latest generation vessles. The aliens seem to have short supply routes. We could be in for big trouble here. Panic broke out in the northern sysyems. They had not prepared for such an invasion fleet. The orbital defenses, although formiddable, are of no comparisson to the Melkar defense arrays.

The aliens began persuit of one of our precious carriers and destroyed many brave fighter pilots. The carrier has eluded them, sofar. But we fear for the carriers life.

Back home, from many of our worlds, you can see bright red strokes running through the galaxy. A huge number of destroyers if flying with massive afterburners. The engines nearly explode from the pressure put upon them. But we must hurry. All 3 fronts must be countered with sufficient force to counter the aliens.
Our Northern front, where we see 32 alien ships. Our Western front, Melkar, where 5 new alien ships have already arrived, and our southern front, where we are already noticing an increase in alien militairy operations.

For now, our industry is running at it's maximum capacity. Spending over 30.000 tons more of raw minerals than we can afford. Supplies are almost out. But the fleet.... the fleet is ready.
And the strategy... changed. To beat the enemy we need not only counter the enemies designs. We should use their own tricks against them! That will secure us! That will make us strong.

We wonder... what will the future bring. What damage will the monkeys do? How many billions will be lost in this war? Can we survive? Can we be victorious? We hope so. But.... we do not know.

To be continued!
~Myrath

The Blue Eye
Captain cvok stould at the helm of his ship and stared into the eye of the grand wormhole before him. The wormhole at opened itself to it's full size, as happens when you approach it with your ships. Are we being fools Twan? Twan was a junior officer, fresh out of the academy. He had shown extrodinairy talent and was offered officer positions on some of the newest Anthills. He chose this mission though. It was risky. Never done before. But if it worked, they'd all be heroes.
No captain; We are doing the right thing. His wings took an eager glow. Through the green methane gasses, which form the atmosphere on our ships, the glow seemed magical. Awe inspring.
Very well, Cvok said, putting a hand on Twan's shoulder. We go.
Cvok was a veteran. He had flown old Cannon Fodders and was one of the few to fight a battle against the alien ships and make it home. Forward! He shouted into the com system.
The nine unconventional ships fired up their engines. Only one Cannon Fodder II was sent as an escort. Fleet command stated they didn't want to risk more. It was a big enough gamble as it was. Noncense, Twan thought. Our technological leaps have proven flawless. This should work just fine. He looked around the bridge. Lots of people had white wings. He didn't. Neither did the Captain. We'll do fine.

The ships went forward and suddenly were grabbed by the traction of the wormhole. They 10 ships accelerated. A tremble went through the ships, as happens when gliding through the warp points.
The ships exitted the wormhole. The prepared systems fired up right away. Outside huge machines started sucking in the deadly mines surrounding them. 207 mines. You could see many of them by just looking out the windows. But one by one they disappeared. The 9 mine sweepers worked at near maximum capacity. Their performance meters well in the red. But it was done.

A signal came through the wormhole. 'Report!'
All clear admiral!, Cvok responded. The mines which were blocking us for 3.5 years have been obliterated without as much as a scratch on our hulls!
Very well! Lets go get 'm!

If one would be able to hear sound in space, one would have heard it miles away. Engines fireing up. First, second and up to 6th generation Cannon Fodders, Prototype, FirstBatch, Mark 1&2 Anthills. All ready. All going forward. All setting course.

The people of Melkar will be happy to see us. Well... Those living on gaseous worlds that is..

To be continued!

~Myrath

We are both playing our very first king of the hill match versus each other. No AI. Just us. (http://koth.spaceempires.net/)
It's really exciting Ofcourse my story is a bit colored in favour of my side I'm sure you all would have rooted for javaslinger else *Grin*

~Myrath

Explosions
Left and right destroyers and frigates blew up. Engines on fire. Missile launchers and beam cannons destroyed. Wreckages were spread out all over the sector. It didn't matter much. Those on the ancient Cannon Fodders II were sure not to survive a hit. But even the most modern Anthills took severe beating.
I thought these mines were gone shouted the admineral. What the hell happened here?!
Only 4 cannon fodders and one anthill raced ahead of the other ships. Their captains would surely be promoted because of their superior flying skills.
The assault was over quickly. The alien Melkar world was glassed with ferocious efficiency. A vengeance well overdue. But the damamge!

Captain Cvok appeared on the com's screen of the main destroyer. Admiral. What are you doing? You were supposed to WAIT until we cleared out these mines! Homeworld sent world that you are releived of command. Ensigns; grab him. Throw him in the brig!
And so it happend; The admineral was dragged away.

Cvok looked at Twan. Come. We have a job to do. Emperial command flagged me fleet admiral. That Anthill needs a new captain. You're it!. Twan smiled. Ayeaye sir!
We're still going to be stuck here for months though admiral. Nearly the whole fleet is damaged. We even lost 10 ships due to those blasted mines!
I know Twan. *sigh*. I guess the monkeys will have to be patient. We'll come for them soon enough though.

In an other part of the galaxy another batallion of cannon fodders ran into a big surprise;
Alarmbells ringing through out all ships. What the hell capt'n! They're using our own tricks against us! And look at those missiles! They're ripping us to shr*kggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg*.

The aliens adapted. They too now use weapon platforms to defend their worlds. Capital Missile platforms nevertheless!. The aliens had not been known to use them before. So most of our ships only had minimal point defense guns. Something that has to be quickly overcome.

Thankfully these last few months have not only been bad news filled with terrible losses. On the nortern frontier a squadron of Monkey-Exterminator II vessles approached one of our frontier worlds. The aliens most have scanned the world and thought they'd be able to take on the low number of planetary defenses installed. They were so wrong. We used new forms of warfare. Planetairy shielding generators, as advanced as we can make 'm, and advanced beam weaponry, mounted upon larger arrays to increase range and damage.
At The One World, home, images were shown of the victory. Sounds of the aliens chatter inside their ships was also transimtted to our people. A strange language. Crude. Although there were clear emotions noticble in the sounds. Interesting.

Both our empires took a pounding today. Mainly due to mines and planetairy defenses. Extra thought will have to be put into our strategies. Our naval doctrines will need to be adapted. Ofcourse we will be faster, more efficient. But the monkeys are never far behind. In fact... We learned only yesterday that they were experimenting with beam weapon technology. Luckily our intelligence operatives were able to set back their research for months. But still. They are comming. They keep comming. We cannot afford to throw our fleets at minefields anymore. We are have over-extended our arm. Fighting a long range war. New... more modern alien ships have been spotted. We don't know their purpose. But we know they are new. We must be ready. We must remain focussed. We have an oppurtunity now. We need to grab it with both hands! The galaxy must be ours alone!

~To be continued!
~Myrath

I'm currently only playing 1 game. I am limited by my full time job and my wife I try to play as often as I can.
(2-3 turns a day). I take between 20 and 40 mins a turn. I take this much time because I'm currently experiencing a resource shortage which makes micromanagement necessairy. (Combined with alien fleets attacking me on all fronts )

I'm gonna stick to this 1 game right now. I'm really enjoying my battle versus JS. When it's all done I'm going to look to my next match But currently I simply do not have the time.

Cheers.

~Myrath

Fire and secrets
It was morning on Cygni Secundus. Things were progressing quite nicely on this frontier world. A prize world at that. Premium athmospheric conditions and anough room for billions of Myrtopians. Nearly the entire planet had been utilized. Massive research centers erected all over the purple world. But like I said... morning. But not like any other.
Little Caroll was floating outside, trying to shape a gaseous cloud in the shape of a deer. Shaping clouds is often done by our young. It keeps the mind focussed and improves the agility we have with our wings. Little Caroll was talented too. She could form nearly any facet of any living creature in the clouds. Beautiful creatures. A prize to our civilization. When she'd grow up it would surely have been one of our best artisans. But she'll never grow up. Not after what happened...
Sirens sounded. And faster than ever before green beams shot through the atmosphere. Our people were releaved. Our defenses were firing. The shield glowed under stress levels it had not been before. This was troublesome. But.. our shields will hold.. but... What the? That can't be right? Most of those beams aren't comming from the surface; they are comming from above? The aliens don't have beam weapons... right?
Little Caroll looked up to the shield. All of a sudden a bright green beam cut through the skies, cut through the shield, cut through the buildings on the ground, cut through the soil... cut through poor Caroll. There were nearly a billion people on Cygni secundus. A billion. Now... there are none.
In our entire history we only once suffered such losses. This was before we spread through the galaxy to explore. To expand. Only once. We vowed it would never happen again. And yet, these monkeys did. Murder. Masacre. Genocide.
Sure... we killed a few monkeys to clear a few of our worlds. Some would say this could be seen as provocation, but ... no. We were just following the path of our destiny. We were doing what had to be done. We were securing our future. We were driving back the threat that is monkey-kind. But now.. they struck back. A world in flames. It could not have been imagined. But it is true.

Our high council conveined. Representatives of all our worlds were called to homeworld. Summoned before the emperor.
After nearly 10 hours of silence in respect for our dead descisions were made that drastic measures are required.
We have to let go of the old ways. We have to adopt new. We have to embrace what was thought impossible. We must all work so very hard to drive the aliens back. There are so many of them. Their supply of ships seems endless. And now, their weapon systems rival our own.
Centurion and Preatorean class ships have been sent to the front lines. Experiments have already shown that they are by far superior to anything the monkey's have fielded. That includes their latest designs which are already fitted with 3rd generation beam weapons.
We worry. But we are determined. The monkeys will be our greatest challenge yet. Their militairy might is formiddable, their scientific minds nearly rival our own, but, we will prevail.

A new era is about to begin. All bets are off. It is US versus THEM. A fight for final survival.

I don't think any of our races can go back now. To many have died. To many have suffered. I fear for the monkeys. I fear for us. Fleets mass at every front. There's no telling how this will end.

Unfortunatly we experienced a few PBW turn issues and had to roll back a few times because of failed processing and CPU-hijacked turns. But we are back on track now. Otherwise we would have had more turns.

~To be continued!
~Myrath

javaslinger wrote:

O.K. Are ya happy now???

Javaslinger

no.... I'm scared.. what are you up to? I wanna know!!!
>> a good piece!

Update;
I know what you are up to now! My intel operatives found out. How could you! (and quick too...). But worry not! I will counter! ... I hope...

~Myrath

Yeah; We play sole survivor.
The population levels are diverse. Most worlds where we fought over were tiny little worlds. But they are at very strategic chokepoints, which we both want to have

I lost one 'Large Green' world though; It was nicely populated.

The damage done to planets is mostly because of capital missiles and poleron weapons. Although in balance mod their damage rating is 0,08x their actual strenght.
But because it involves nearly 50 ships; damage is still severe.

Many of my ships have bombs on them though.

~Myrath

Storm
Fleet Command; The one world. 6th year of the war.
sir sir! quick come! they've gone mad! All of 'm! Mad!. Herclies wings had turned pale from the shock. Nearly all view screens monitoring the front lines were blinking orange. Arrows pointed at engine exausts of the monkey vessles. They're powering up. And they are... they are... they are heading to our main forces!
Which one ensign?- Grand Admiral Enzym asked calmly. Remain calm son.
All of them sir! They are on a direct course to the main Cygny (Northern) and Melkar (Central) fleets!. The aliens are also making curious manouvers in the south.

Admiral Enzym approached. Hmmm.. All of 'm huh? The admirals hand trembled. But the young recruit didn't notice. This is bad. They're testing our metal. Well; We can't do much now. Additional security perimiters are in place. But reinforcements won't make it there for at least 2 more months.
The admiral looked at several screens showing Centurions and Praetorians moving towards the front lines.
Well kid; Look carefully. Fleet tactics at it's best.

Sir!. The Melkar fleet; it's disengaging!. -Yes son. That's right. The admiral smiled. I gave them instructions earlier this morning to block the Melkar-BlackHole warppoint. I ordered them to stop further incursions into our space.
This is good... the admiral mumbled. Real good.
Watch this son. The admiral pointed at the Melkar defense systems. Over 7000 terrawatt worth of shielding. And the latest batteries installed.
The young officer stared at the screen. Combat began. Massive bombardment took place. Weapons of all sorts fired from space upon the glistering shields of Melkar. The improved planetairy defenses, as well as every old model ever built on this world responded in full. This must be the most heavilly defended planet in the galaxy!- the recruit muttered.
Almost son.... almost.
Both the admiral and the recruit watched the screen and saw with great enjoyment the full fledges alien fleet ram itself to pieces against the massive Melkar defense systems. The shields took a good pounding too. Nearly 4000 terawatt of energy was burned out and would need to be recharged. But all with all. Glorious.

But wait. Sir. What's happening there? Quickly the admiral zoomed in to the Cyngy combat zone. We had nearly 30 warships there. Half of these were old cannon fodders. But the other half was made up out of modern Anthill class destroyers, and late model fodders. Not the most powerful configration we could want but...
The aliens however nearly had 50 warships in the area. Modern swatters, exterminators, and firehoses. Also, quite a number of their modern Bruiser beam-destroyers and Boomer-missile destroyers.
The fleets engaged. Explosions. Death. Massacre. The alien advanced warships swept our battlefleet aside asif it were bugs. Quickly then they proceded to Cygni Tetra, another Cygni world we owned in the Cygni system. It's defenses responded. But barely.
That's what you get, you riotting bastards, muttered the admiral. If they just would have done their job and built the defense systems we requested nothing would have happened. But now... Death.
The planet was glassed. The world already had a hostile atmosphere, but now, with all these craters, it would be years before we could ever set foot on this world again.

When we sum all things up a trade was made. Melkar now is ours for the taking. We have a fleet remaining there, and secured the system. All we have to do now is clear out the alien worlds. This is not as easy as one would think, because they've been using our strategies. Heavy planetairy defense platforms have been installed. But that's ok. We wouldn't use a strategy ourselves without knowing it's weakspots. We will show the aliens the weakspots.

Cygny however, in the north, should be considered lost. We only have one world remaining there. Protected with defenses yes, and minefields. But, not supported by fleet.
Besides. We had foreseen this outcome in the north and made proper preparations. All fallback scenario's have been worked out. Dozens of new centurions and preatorians are on the way to all fronts. We are nearly out of 1st generation ships. Our newest are headed to the front. But so, I fear, does the enemy.

We hope the strategy we are currently are following will come to full fruitation soon. We hope our ships will arrive the front lines in time. And we hope they will hold.
Our intelligence operatives have reported disturbing news. While going about their daily jobs which mainly consists out of blowing up alien research labs, our operatives stumbled unto some films. Simulations of beam weapons shooting THROUGH shields. Simply ignoring them; Dreadful news at least! We were able to blow up the lab, but only the gods know how far the aliens progressed in this field.

Sometimes I fear our troubles will never go away. Whenever we think of a genious action to defend our worlds the aliens counter it. Then they throw new trickery at us which we counter. A huge circle of death.

We offered them a piece of the galaxy years ago. Why didn't they accept? Why do so many have to die?
I dwell. My wings spread determined. I fly up. We will win. Victory shall be ours!

Unfortunatly due to some earlier problems with PBW our 2 largest battles yet were not properly recorded in the combat replay file. Else I would have posted screenshots of the event. All is working properly again now though. Just our 2 most bloody battles have been misseed. Things turned exciting with this change of events. I had not expected Java to attack both my battlefleets. I was lucky that my Melkar fleet had just received new orders; Well. You win some, you lose some. It can still go both ways~!

~To be continued
~Myrath

I guess the number of platforms is quite diverse. Worlds with strong fortifications probably have around 15 platforms. Most seen is probably between 2 and 4.
It's gonna cost us both a whole lot of ships now to take out worlds... But I'm glad this levels the playing field in the maintenance cost department. Java will probably experience a backlash from the huge cost of these platforms soon. I know I had quite the struggle with it.

Currently we are building up... it is quiet... After the large fleet clashes pieces are being manouvered into place. Something is brewing for sure. I am nearly at max capacity. Which probably means Java already is heading towards me with his fast production; I'll post as soon as stuff develops!

~Myrath

Offensive

Good morning Admiral Cvok. Have a seat. No... I insist. Here; This morning the following report hit my desk. I best share it with you, so you know what is going on... and more importantly, what is expected of you.

Westernfleet admiral Cvok accepted the reported and read it with growing interest; I'll skip through the duty roster and fleet composition logs to the war effort.

Interesting indeed. It would show that we are making progress. But here and here and here, Cvok points to a few spots on the map, some troublesome situations still remain.
Yes. We know, Cvok. That's why we are sending you. 10th generation Centurion vessles will be ready next month. You are to take the flag ship and ram it through their collective monkey throats!.
It's time we ended this war. It's time we showed them monkeys what we are made off! It's time we bring the war to THEIR worlds instead of ours! They have killed to many of our people.

The Grand Admirals wings glowed gold with excitement and red with anger; One would almost think his wings looked like fire. A grand sight. The Grand Admiral grinned, displaying his fangs. Now go Cvok. You know what we must do. It pains me that we too must seed death, like the aliens did. But we must. History will show that we did the right thing. Go!

Yep. That's right. Bansai! I'm going on the offensive. All gears have been set in motion. More interesting times ahead!

~To be continued!
~Myrath

I included the pic that I censored earlier; I still had some stuff that had to come to fruitation. I intend to make a new story post tomorrow.

I'm planning to make a few revalations there I hope Java won't be too shocked
~Myrath

Golden Age

Today it's newyears day, 2407.6. The great war of our age has lasted more than 6 years now. Thankfully, we are still alive.
For the first time in years this new years eve was celibrated widely by our people. We dare hope. In fact. Some of us think we have entered a golden age. I am among them myselve.
It all started nearly a year ago. The empire was struggling. The aliens had advanced ships comming with dosens at a time towards our frontiers. More than we could produce or maintain. For some reason the aliens seemed to have a major upper hand in productive power. But... that was then...
I still remember being on patrol in the Twilek System, bordering Melkar, one of the famous warzones of our time. Every month we worried that the aliens would decide to test our defenses, test our mettle on our side of the Melkar warp point. But thankfully, they never came. Oh... we were ready. At least, we thought we were. But, we can't be sure. Just a few months ago an alien exploration fleet jumped deep into our space in the south. They came further than they had ever gone before. So far even that they ran into one of our warp point fighter defense forces. It cannot have been more than 25 fighters, but still. The aliens swept them aside with their advanced polaron weapons asif they were nothing. Later we learned that our fighters had given their worth, as a single Praetorian Light Cruiser was able to get rid of the remaining alien forces. but still. They came. We don't know how many of them are still on their way.
This month, to our shock, an alien ship has been spotted inside the protected ring. We don't know how it slipped through. Fleet command dispatched 20 warships to deal with the apparent southern 'hole'.

Yes. We have warships to spare now. A few months ago our economy took a drastic turn. So drastic that we can now use all of our shipyards, planet- and spacebased, at their full capacity and still have tons to spare. You wouldn't beleive the amount of spare parts we need every month to keep the fleet up and running. But we can. We are growing. Expanding. Exploding nearly.
In the last few months, the emperors plan has come to fruitation. Nearly our entire race glared at the holo screens as one of our explorers aboard a 'Reiger' vessle landed on a world extremely different from our own. We still remember his legendairy words. 'This is one small flap for a myrtopian. But one giant flight for myrtopian-kind.'. He said those words while setting his feet on an empty, cold world without many gasses to surround his delicate wings. An iceworld was claimed as our own. In the 3 months after that our entire industry was devoted on the colonization effort. I do not know our exact number of worlds now, but a growth like this for sure has never been seen in the galaxy before. Most worlds were used for mineral production. In fact, any world with a bit of minerals was required to make at least SOME contribution to the empire. We grew. Enourmously. Combine that with the massive satalite groups scattered throughout the realm near fruitatios asteroid belts, and voila. A wealth for the empire, unparallelled.

We used our wealth. Our science. Everything.
Ofcourse, we aren't done yet... The Melkar system still has alien strongholds. A legion of our most modern warships are on their way. But worlds with 20 zipper-class platforms are still going to be a problem for whatever militairy might we try to display.

We were not stalled, however, in our northern frontier. Captain Crellion, a captain on a mine deployment ship, had been working in the northern Cyngi system for months. Evading alien vessles, attempting to reach the warp point from which the aliens spawned. He reached it finally and deployed nearly 50 mines. Cutting the aliens supplies off and allowing a rescue mission by our ships.
A warfleet of quite modern ships was let into Cygni and started spreading death among the monkeys. The monkeys saw this and tried to intervene with one of their larger fleets. In fact, the very fleet that had caused so much death there earlier. We nailed them. In a massive showoff our ships were victorious. Although the alien weapons are more advanced we used our own technologies to our full advantage. Our advanced armor tech combined with the heavy mounts used for our weaponry created wonderful results.

We have even more good news. At the other side of the black hole; in the Iolo system, our exploration fleet encountered a world. A suspecious world. A world large enough to hold 5000 million people. Allthough only 2500 million people reside there at the moment.
We aren't sure ofcourse, because we have not seen much of the alien empire. But, judging by the structures on this world, we suspect this is their origin.

Admiral Cvok himself took command of the first Senator class ship, as he is entitled to because of his newly appointed status of Senator of Defense. More members of the Senate want to be there when we visit Iolo. All Senators will be given command of their own vessle. 40 Senators are ordered. 40 will be sent. We can build them. We can maintain them. We will come.
We... have entered our golden age!

~To be continued!

~Myrath

heh; I'm not such a good writer! But I do enjoy that it is being read
I write between turns, so to say... We are in different time zones so sometimes I have to wait and fill in some time

Tnx for all the praise. I really like the small exerpts by Java too
The last one made me lol

~Myrath

The Gathering
It seemed the Battle of Sygni caused some wrinkles to spread throughout the alien ranks. Our intercepts of the alien form of holo-vision showed us more grim news reports about

ships losts. Pictures were shown of our Centurion and Praetorian cruisers. We think their news editors added some extra special effects to our ships to show them. I must admit;

they do look scary the way the aliens portray them. But our daily news really does not show our ships with thousands of spikes on their hulls carrying the corpses of their race as

decoration. I swear; I do not know where they get those ideas. The militairy showed a group of concerned Myrtopians around one of the vessles and their clearly wasn't any corpse

there. Also the many spikes displayed on the alien news were not present on our Centurion.

After the battle of Sygni things remained quiete at militairy command. A bit too quiete even. The aliens seemed to have fallen back to Uzara, the system south of Cygni. We've sent

some Cannon Fodders to explore. But they were never heard of again. We suspect the aliens mined the system. Well. That's alright. Northern fleet needs time anyways. Repairs are

still ongoing on the Northern Fleet ships. These large battle fleet deployments have brought to light some logistical issues. Fueling this many ships truely is a troublesome job.

Repairing them, in space, away from spacedocks, even more. Our Surgeon Class ships are trying to reach the fronts, but their numbers are still scarce. They are heavily needed to

keep all the components working on our fleets. Worse even. Scetches are being made for huge tankers that carry nothing more than supplies for our already overstretched fleet.
Norterhn fleet will be alright though. Most reinforcements have arrived; and the main fleet is nearly repaired.

Militairy command issued a statement to us though. They told us that the aliens were refining their mining technology. They're not sure what that entails, but there's a good

chance that our current ships will not be able to detect the alien minefields. We've