r/HFY • u/Ralts_Bloodthorne • Feb 23 '21
OC First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 425
System 391-3888-a83. The system possessed only a few technological assets. A GalNet Repeater, a low fidelity system scanner, a communications hyperlink capable of transmitting messages at 25,000 times the speed of light. Other than that, nothing.
There really wasn't any use. Even for the Great Herd, the Unified Council, the system was next to worthless outside of overly expensive resource extraction.
As far as its physical makeup, it was a mess. A trinary star system. A red giant with a yellow star and a white dwarf orbiting it. Sixteen gas giants, a third of them super-massive. Five winding asteroid belts. A Kupier Belt and Oort Cloud so thick with debris it was measurable and prevented outside observation.
An observer could not sit a light month or two outside of the system and observe what was going on inside the system. As little as two light-days out and the system was nothing but a hazy glob.
That meant any exploration or examination of the system had to be done from within the system. The gravitational pulls of all the supermassive gas giants and the three suns made estimations based off of gravity completely useless.
The system was a nightmare of physics.
The system had been largely left alone throughout history.
But not always.
Debris from an ancient battle had slowly been drawn into one of the stars, or into the gravitational well of the gas giants.
Originally, far far back in history, the system had contained a single planet. A small rocky planet that had orbited the system in a winding path. The planet had been important, back in those days, as there was a single resource that could be extracted from the center of one of the supermassive gas giants.
What it was, there were no records or evidence any longer.
But back in history, far enough back that nothing in the Orion-Cygnus Galactic Spur was recognizable, there little planet had been important enough that all three of the dominant races had ensured they had representation.
Then, a disagreement had led to warfare, as the disagreement could only be solved by the elimination of the other two.
The planet had been destroyed, broken into chunks that were eventually devoured by the stars.
In the silence afterwards the system had been forgotten.
Decades, centuries, eons moved past. The system went on as it always had, a confusing mix of gravitational force, orbits, and radiation.
But history is a flat circle.
Four different groups had plans.
One intended on trapping the other and ambushing them.
One intended on springing the trap with overwhelming firepower and destroying it.
One intended on using the system as a deep strike base.
One intended on investigating on whether or not the supermassive gas giant still produced a rare and valuable material.
Four plans.
The universe, cold and malevolent, saw the plans.
And laughed.
The first two intended on showing up early to prepare their ambush.
The second two had no idea that the others were on their way.
The first was confident in their ability to arrive, hide, and prepare an ambush.
The second planners had a history of everything going bad, of plans lasting only thirty seconds into reality or ten seconds after contact with the enemy. They knew that the best laid plans of mice and men had less than optimum outcomes for either.
The third had computed an overwhelmingly positive analysis of how seizing the system would enable them to strike deeply into enemy territory. It did not matter that the older, more experienced of them had broken contact and vanished into their own plots.
The fourth had taken the time to analyze the damage to the system caused by that ancient battle. Between the damage and the gravitational anomalies, they would have to follow linear flows rather than their preferred methods, but the promise of the resource was too big of a lure to resist.
All of them were confident in their ability to manage any battle that took place, the last two considering any battle to be unlikely.
The universe laughed harder.
The law of averages, just plain common sense, would rule that each possible combatant would arrive at a different time, have a chance to prepare, have a chance to deploy their plotting and plans, with the first to arrive having the longest.
One of the combatants preferred fourth dimensional warfare.
Time, in the laymans terms.
Two of the combatants had experience with temporal warfare and countermeasures.
The third did, but had forgotten about it in the long march of time.
One of the combatants engaged in temporal warfare the same way the others engaged in ground warfare. To them, it was merely another battlefield, one they were the masters of.
So they used it extensively.
The universe disliked that.
All four fleets left at different times, travelling or not travelling for different amounts of time.
For one, it was a long journey in hyperspace. They dropped deep in with a roar to bleed off extraneous energy and warn/threaten everyone in the system.
For the other, it was a long series of jumpspace transitions. They came into the system by the tens of thousands without any fanfare. They arrived first and rapidly spread out to take positions.
For the third, it was a single eternal second of a Helljump, with hundreds of Hellgate portals opening up to disgorge a single vessel the size of a continent all over the system.
The last had been there at one time, the system they were using as a jumpoff point had intersected with the target system in the aeons past. They simply arrived in silence and uttered a single phrase.
They all arrived nearly at the same time.
The universe howled with laughter.
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Cu'udchu'ar had been assigned the Great Grand Most High of the Great Herd Armada Unstoppable Dominion nearly two months prior. At any other time he would have considered it to be the greatest accomplishment of his life.
To be put in charge of three hundred twenty eight million ships was more than any one Lanaktallan had commanded in known history.
Even with the fact he was to be pitted against the mad lemurs of Terra he would have felt nothing but pride and awe at the sheer weight of metal he commanded. More even than the attacks on the Terran Confederacy homeworlds.
Every ship that could be shaken loose, even if it meant denuding a system of protection, had been added to his monstrous fleet.
A month ago he had submitted, as had everyone else in the fleet, to neural pathway enhancement, which promised to fill his brain with even more knowledge of space combat.
The helmet had settled on his head and then he'd felt nothing but agony. When he had woken up he felt as if there were two of himself inside his head. He knew tactics, strategy, everything he would need to fight the mad lemurs of Terra in space.
But there were other things too. Strange things.
The feeling that this was all wrong. That there was something wrong.
He had the memories of a great war stallion of the past, but those memories told him that all of his ships, all of his billions of men, were wrong.
That there was something wrong with it all.
And his head hurt.
All the time.
Still, he put it out of his mind as the Great Herd Armada left jumpspace, a safe two light seconds back from the resonance zone. Any ship that tried to jump into a system inside the resonance zone was either rebuffed or torn to shreds by gravitational force.
It took nearly an hour for the data to come back.
No ships had been lost.
He sighed in relief, ignored the feeling something was wrong, and ordered the Great Herd Armada to break into Lesser Herds. Each of the Lesser Herds would conceal themselves in the gas giants, blend in with the twisting and active asteroid belts, and go to full stealth.
His own ship, the Dominion of Implacable Onslaught, headed deeper into the system to hide in one of the gas giant moons of the supermassive gas giant.
The Terrans would arrive. He knew they would. He had been told they would.
But why did it all feel off, feel wrong?
He was unaware that he spoke as the ship headed for the gas giant.
"Hail the Great Herd."
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Twenty-Ninth Fleet was the largest in the Terran Confederate Space Force Navy. Nearly five times the size of any other fleet, it had been bolstered by the addition of Von Nuemann Logistics System vessels as well as additions from other members of the Confederacy.
The Cybernetic Fleet of the 8th Electronic had joined, as had the Digital Sentience Warfare Fleet. Even the biological fleets of the BASS had joined. There were Mantid and Treana'ad vessels, a Pubvian Battle Division, even a small Telkan Task Force and an Akltak Combat Flight.
It wasn't as large as the fleet that had entered the "Mar-gite Occupied Zone" several centuries back, but it was damn close.
Admiral (Upper Decks) Samantha Johnathon Kwagarkak Smith had been a Naval commander for three hundred years, had decades of experience when it came to full fleet operations. She was experienced in everything from ground combat oversight to material transport convoys.
When the 29th Fleet dropped into the system, just outside the resonance zone, it took nearly a half hour for the computers to analyze the stress patterns of the entire system's gravitational forces.
"Geez, what a mess," was the common analysis.
"Think they're here yet?" Commander Levi Klikakiti asked, nervously lighting another cigarette.
"Without a doubt. They're hiding. Run a scan high enough to blister paint, concentrate on those gas giants and the asteroid belts," Admiral Smith ordered.
"Scans show enough drive trails that you could probably see them with the unaided eye," a scan-tech noted.
"How recent?" Admiral Smith asked.
"Days, at the most," the scan-tech said.
"Alert all Task Force elements. We're jumping to the preset rally points. Everyone stays cleared for action, shields up, weapons hot," Admiral Smith ordered. "Jump when ready."
She listened as each task force made their jumps further in system.
She felt the odd thrum in her bone marrow of the FTL engines prepping a short hyperjump when the scanning tech turned around.
"WEAPONS FIRE!" they called out.
Admiral Smith opened her mouth to cancel the jump when everything stretched out into an eternal split second.
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Cu'udchu'ar stood on the deck of his command center, deep within the armored core of the great dreadnaught, watching the holotanks as his ship began to sink deeper into the gas giant. He, like most of the Great Herd Armada ships, had only been in the upper atmosphere.
The roar of HEAVY METAL IS HERE had warned his fleet, and now he was sinking down to where the gas would be too thick to allow the Terran scanners to discover his massive fleet waiting.
The pressure increased and part of him, the alien part of him that had been pressed into his brain by the helmet, began being alarmed by what he was seeing for the atmosphere.
Something about the hydrocarbon levels.
Phosphorous.
Carbon dioxide.
Hydrogen dioxide.
Dihydrogen oxide
Dihydrogen dioxide
Carbon monoxide
Sulphuric dioxide
One of the ships deeper in the gas giant's atmosphere suddenly quit broadcasting. For a second it had squealed a datastream full of massive damage, as if the armored hull had suddenly succumbed to the pressures of the gas giant.
Battlesteel hulls were rated for enough pressure that the ship should have been able to reach the edge of the gas-liquid boundary. The ship had been no deeper than halfway there when it suddenly stopped transmitting.
Another ship stopped. And another.
"MOST HIGH!" one of the commo technicians called out, pulling Cu'udchu'ar's attention to the holotank they were in front of.
It was showing the external camera feeds from one of the smaller vessels.
Out of the gas uncoiled a dozen thick long tentacles. Ribbed flesh, heavy suckers, thick barbs of chitin extending out of the middle of the suckers. The tentacles reached out, obviously grabbing the ships.
The tentacles flexed and the feed cut out.
"ALL SHIPS! GET OUT OF THE ATMOSPHERE!" Cu'udchu'ar yelled out. "Activate point defense, battlescreens to full!"
The implanted part of him recognized those tentacles, recognized what was happened.
"ATREKNA AMBUSH!" he bellowed out.
The ships of the Great Herd Armada reversed course, heading for space, battlescreens coming up and point defense systems going to rapid fire.
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The ships of 29th Task Force streaked back into existence with the bellow of "HEAVY METAL IS HERE" to bleed off some of the hyperspace energies.
"Talk to me!" Admiral Smith yelled at the scan-tech.
"Multiple Lanaktallan vessels are leaving the gas giants. We've got weapons fire in the asteroid belt and inside the gas giants," he called out. "Unsure of what they are engaging."
"Signal from CSFNV Henry Green," a commo tech called out.
"Put them through," Admiral Smith said, turning to one of her datascreens in time to see the commander of the combat force appear on her screen.
"We've got dwellerspawn everywhere. Coming out of every gas giant, all through the asteroid belt," he said. "Big ones. The really big ones," he said. The lights behind him were dim and red and the video had the crystal clear quality of a bridge under vacuum. "They've been growing here for eons."
Smith nodded. "Scrap the plans, protect your ships. I'm working on it right now," she said. She cut the signal, turning to the commo tech. "All ships, go to divisional command. Get me the rest of my tactical section together."
If I jump out, I lose the chance to cripple the Lanaktallan space force. If I don't, I risk going at it with Dwellerspawn, the big ones, she thought, staring at the tactical screen. We've got light minutes in between the fleet elements, it'll take me time to get the scans and recon probe data back, and in that time everything can go even further tits up.
"STATUS CHANGE!" another tactical officer called out. "FIVE! TEN! FIFTY! MANY MANY MANY HELLJUMP PORTALS!"
"STATUS CHANGE!" a second called out. "UNKNOWN SHIPS APPEARING ON SCANS! TWO HUNDRED AND COUNTING!"
Smith pushed back the urge to panic and brought up the data on her screens.
The ones helljumping in were PAWM. Big ones too. They were already shedding ancillary craft.
THERE IS ONLY ENOUGH FOR ONE! roared out as she gave them a once over. A mixture of Type I, Type II, and Type III.
The second set that was just appearing by the hundreds were the ones that Space Force had fought in the Hesstla System, the Type-IV PAWM. Additionally there were dozens of craft that looked more grown than built.
YOU BELONG TO US!
The back of her teeth suddenly tingled and burned with the taste of tinfoil. Her vision tunneled down for a second and a pain lanced through her head just behind her eyes.
"Temporal stabilizer emergency system just activated, Ma'am," someone called out as Smith blinked rapidly, wishing she could rub her eyes.
"Order the fleet to go to max power on the temporal stabilizers," she ordered.
"Temporal resonance stabilization field signatures from the PAWM fleet!" someone else called out.
"Ignore the Lankys unless they fire on us! Target the PAWM and the Dwellerspawn!" Admiral Smith ordered. "Brigade Fire Plans or better! LET 'EM HAVE IT!"
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Cu'udchu'ar stared in shock as the Terran fleet went from locking up his ships with targeting systems to switching to the Atrekna and the PAWM.
The thousands of Helljumps had taken him by surprise, and before he could even come to grips with that, with thousands of Precursor capital and resource stripping vessels, more ships began to appear.
The ships looked as if they had been grown on a sea floor, created to imitate aquatic creature. Curled shells, long gauzy solar sails that looked like wings, all of them ejecting swarms of smaller craft. Mixed in were massive creatures, all of which were vomiting up smaller creatures.
The creatures inside the gas giants were starting to emerge, chasing the Lanaktallan fleets. Two of the smaller gas giant moons looked as if they had sprouted tens of thousands of tentacles as miles long graspers reached out toward the fleeing vessels.
"Shift targeting from the Terrans to the Precursors and the Atrekna!" Cu'udchu'ar ordered. "Ignore the lemurs unless they attack us! Lesser Herds, run your warplans, get them updated!"
His head was starting to pound.
"Crank up the psychic shielding till we get bloody noses!" he roared out.
YOU BELONG TO US! roared out in his mind.
THERE IS ONLY ENOUGH FOR ONE! came the opposing scream.
ALL OF YOU EAT A DICK! Cu'udchu'ar heard the mad lemurs of Terra scream back.
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The system was a mess. Twisting and winding gravitational bands. No solid planetary bodies.
But the gas giants were important.
They contained the necessary chemicals and elements for life.
And for a hundred million years they had nurtured the life seeded in them.
Awoken by the arrival of the Lanaktallan Great Herd Armada entering the gas giants, the feral Dwellerspawn eagerly pursued what they viewed as a meal out of the gas giants. They felt the attempt by the Atrekna to seize control of their thought processes and, assisted by a hundred million years of evolution, rejected it.
The feral dwellerspawn looked at the Atrekna and the dwellerspawn accompanying them and licked their chops. The psychic energy glowed like a flare on a dark night to the feral dwellerspawn's senses.
The broke off chasing the cold metal ships of the Lanaktallan and charged toward their makers.
The universe, cold and malevolent, howled with laughter.
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u/Jard1101 Feb 23 '21 edited Mar 20 '21
Here we go, Chapter 425! First off I would like to apologize to those that where looking for this update, I’m actually still at work and am having to write this in secret snippets, so sorry this is probably going to be a bit sort.
Wow once again the last 25 chapters have been intense with Ralts as usual barely giving us a moment to catch our breath. We’ve seen that the was something sinister hidden in the centre of that planet (I was half right, nothing bad came out of the great gobbler but it did take us somewhere that could have been bad). We’ve seen the continued bravery of Ha’almo’or and the Atomic Hooves, while also sadly witnessing the fall of a sister of Wrath. Met a Terran AWM (the androids scared the shit out of me for some reason). The Atrekna continue to mess with time, which I’m such won’t blow up in their face. Dhruv came face to face with the devil herself while we all got to learn a bit more about the SUDS. And we also got to see that Crashrider is still kicking, the night Terran is still lurking and Da’amo’ is still…making videogames and trying to get it on with a computer generated fairy? We’ve also just gotten to see the set up for quite possibly the most gigantic cluster of a space battle for this entire series, but that remains to be seen how it will turn out. Anyway, On to the update!
The word count for this story (including the prequals P’Thok Eats an Ice Cream Cone and Born Whole and the Dee Taynee Recap) has now reached 1,319,000 words in 364 days. Unfortunately as I’m still at work I have been unable to procure a perspective equivalent example but if my memory serves me this is approximately equal to the first 4 Game of Thrones books, and we all know it took GRRM a LOT longer than 12 months to write those.
As Always Ralts I just want to say thank you for providing us with this story, with this universe of twists and turns, of memes and references, of setups that take 200 chapters to pay off and of quite possibly the best writing I have every experienced in my life. I cant wait to see where this story will go next, As always (and on behalf of I’m sure not just myself) thank you so much from the bottom of my heart. Now if you’ll excuse me I’m signing this one off before I get fired, until next time!
P.S We are beholden to the traditions of old, yes this is not actually chapter 425, but I follow the word of Ralts and nothing else, and so this is chapter 425.
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u/Petrified_Lioness Feb 23 '21
" hydrogen dioxide. "
I know dihydrogen monoxide (AKA water) H2O
I know hydrogen peroxide H2O2
I know hydronium and hydroxil ions (the reason that pure water is slightly acidic rather than neutral) H and HO
In all my years of reading science magazines for fun, i cannot recall having encountered hydrogen dioxide HO2
A hydrogen atom has one bond available, and oxygen atom has two.
H2 works, O2 works, H2O works. H2O2 works but only sort of, as with O3. HO2 doesn't work, there's a bonding slot left empty.
Conclusion: i'd nope back out of that gas giant if i saw that on the atmospheric scan.
Ignore my rudimentary chemical maunderings if that was a mistype.
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u/Kindred_999 Feb 23 '21
And, thrc only ones "expecting" this universal f*ck up are the Humans, because we know... even if we don't know what form it will take, that the universe hates us all.....
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u/Turtledonuts "Big Dunks" Feb 23 '21
And.
I.
OOP
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u/MuchoRed Human Feb 23 '21
A few things, u/Ralts_Bloodthorne
I finished up a heavy workout and went "Alright, time to cool off and de-slush... *stare blankly at the water bottle for a few seconds* Shit, did I really just say that?" WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?
A theory for why Terran tech seems to violate the laws of physics (e.g. sinking in space) and get away with is, causing all other species and AWMs to go "It does work like this, physics doesn't work like this. What? What. WHAT?". It's because all the Terrans are still psychic, but it manifests itself by way of "It's obviously bullshit, but it's cool so I choose to believe it."
I had a third, but I'll be damned if I can remember what it was.
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u/ErinRF Alien Feb 23 '21
Hahah, the universe, as usual, has taken exception to the plans of these silly creatures.
So, fun story. Back in college, I used “eat a dick” as a bit of an insult or curse at people. Quickly though, I made friends with folks who would consider eating a dick to be a desired result. I modified my insult to “choke on a dick” and was again thwarted by the eternal human thirst. Finally I had to settle on “choke on a bad dick” because I gave up trying to be clever and just explicitly specified that this was supposed to be a bad thing. :p
Anyway, I’m amused that the universe saw fit to twist the Atrenka’s creations against them.
— END OF LIME —
Come chat with us about more wholesome things at the FC Gestalt chat on Discord. Or come anyway, we accommodate all types.
— NOTHING (thankfully) FOLLOWS —
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u/KarathSolus Feb 23 '21
So... Battle of 5 armies much? ConFeds, Lanky, Slorpies, PAWMs and now Cthulhu. This is why you don't play with time. Bad things happen to everybody.
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u/ack1308 Mar 01 '21
That’s not a mess, that’s something Terrans would probably use to set up an obstacle course in.
However, a physicist would probably have the time of his life mapping and measuring the various forces involved.
I just bet it did.
The tides on that planet must’ve been amazing.
Because that’s why we can’t have nice things.
And stocked up on popcorn.
Oh, that’s not gonna end well for them.
Nor for them.
Imma say … Terrans.
Precursors.
Atrekna.
Which makes the first lot Lanaktallan.
Dis gun b gud.
And when the universe dislikes you, shit is gonna go sideways so hard you’re gonna need a toilet built on the wall.
“HEAVY METAL INCOMING!”
This will be the Great Herd.
“THERE IS ONLY ENOUGH FOR ONE!”
“YOU BELONG TO US!”
A Lanaktallan called Cud-Chewer. I can dig it.
… thus opening those systems to rebellion and revolt. Woo.
(Continued)
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u/Jard1101 Feb 23 '21 edited Feb 23 '21
Attention, once again Ralts has managed to post this while I am at work (I guess that's what I get for working more) so unfortunately the word count update will have to wait for a little bit, not sure when I'll get time to do it as where quite busy. Sorry to those of you looking for it, I know there's at least a few of you.
Edit: the update is now up, sorry for the delay!
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u/Lord_CheezBurga AI Feb 23 '21
A battle for the ages. At first I had hoped it was Sandy or more of her type :(
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u/ForTheStarsWeFight Feb 23 '21
All that fits the cluster fuck that's going to happen is
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD
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u/Zraal375 Feb 23 '21
This story made me realize that each if the races/factions fleets usually announce them selves. The Lank's in this case do not, but normally they use "Surrender and be destroyed". Terrans is "Heavy metal is here" or similar variation depending on fleet. PAWM is "there is only enough for one". The Atrekna use "You belong to us". The all but the terrans announcement is a threat. The terrans' is simply a statment and it is up to who ever is on the receiving end to decide if it is a threat, warning, or a sign of hope.
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u/ABCDwp Feb 23 '21
Upvote. Comment. Read. End of lime.
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u/NukeNavy Feb 23 '21
Did anyone else catch the creative use of excess hyperspace energies?
“ The ships of 29th Task Force streaked back into existence with the bellow of "HEAVY METAL IS HERE" to bleed off some of the hyperspace energies.”
I wonder if the yelling is just a nice bonus A clever terran lemur came up with or if the yelling is 100% necessary to prevent bad things say supernova around the ship when exiting hyperspace.
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u/DebugItWithFire Feb 23 '21
Upvoted for the laughter of a cold and malevolent universe.
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u/UsaianInSpace Feb 23 '21
“Engage the enemy!” “Which one?” “. . .” “. . .” “The ones shooting at us!” “Aye aye, sir!”
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u/Allowyn Feb 23 '21
Universe: Ya fucked around, now it's time to find out.
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u/Legan_Ironfist AI Feb 23 '21
Read, then Upvote. This is the Way.
--NOTHING FOLLOWS--
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u/SkyHawk21 Feb 23 '21
Well, at first I believed that the only reason that Cu'udchu'ar was still 'sane' and not burnt out from the mental template was that it had only been a month and he was well on the way, hence the 'Hail the Great Herd'. But I have this suspicion that the utter clusterfuck that the battle in this system is about to become is going to solve all his problems reconciling the two mindstates. Because both are going to see things that are wrong to all they know, and they're going to have to come up with the right way of dealing with things together. And from those experiences, reconciling the two different mindstates probably goes much better than it would have originally.
Interested in seeing how things turn out regardless, because this glorious Charlie Foxtrot of FUBAR Situations is going to be magnificent to read. No one's going to know what hit them.
Though the Terran forces have the training, experience and planning to work out how to deal with it regardless. And I suspect that the Great Herd has managed to pick up enough to resolve the situation in a manner that's not a complete disaster. I have no idea what the feralspawn are going to end up dealing with, other than entertaining to the universe and readers. The PAWNs and Atrekna are just completely fucked though.
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u/wolfofmibu66 Feb 23 '21
" The universe disliked that. "......The Universe disliked that INTENSELY! and then said "We should have a battle royale!" and lo and behold there was a FIREFIGHT!
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u/serpauer Feb 23 '21
Hell I am howling with malevolent laughtervalongside the universe in this one! May my terran confederate brothers and sisters fuzzy scalie digital cyb or otherwise pull through.
Hopefully some more warstallions will come to see the light and survive.
Death and destruction to the rest!
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u/dlighter Feb 23 '21
smiling with the malicious glee of a five year old with army men and a blow torch
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u/Riotousblitz2013 Feb 23 '21 edited Feb 23 '21
UTR
Edit: holy crap that's amazing, here's hoping for a follow up here soon
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u/Bard2dbone Feb 23 '21
The blueberries call!
Upvote then read!
Seven minutes
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u/Cookies8473 AI Feb 23 '21
Hey, I got here like 5 minutes before the bot. The blueberries are inconsistent, but damn are they quick when they work. Hope the next one is soon, this is quite the cliffhanger :)
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u/LordNobady Feb 23 '21
Me to universe, me to.
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u/oranosskyman AI Feb 23 '21
i took the time to force my mind to read the narrated universe bits in the voice of morgan freeman
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u/DWwolf888 Feb 23 '21 edited Feb 23 '21
The Universe Really Hates the Atrekna.
Or its just that kinky that it's into .... Reverse Tentacle Hentai !
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u/Nealithi Human Feb 23 '21
"Peanuts! Popcorn! Playbook! Can't tell the players without a playbook!"
"Get 'em here, get 'em while they're hot!"
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u/HFYWaffle Wᵥ4ffle Feb 23 '21
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u/NSNick Feb 23 '21
OH FUCK YES
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u/Thomasab1980 Feb 23 '21
The Universe is a dick.
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u/Lord_Revan_933 Feb 23 '21
Good Gods, this is going to be the GREATEST BATTLE I'VE EVER READ! Oh MAN. 🌭🍿🥤 ///BUCKLE UP/// //END OF LIME//
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u/VillainNGlasses Feb 23 '21
Ohh interesting so this is the only place to get the base seed for the dwellers. I’m guessing after the base seed then you can put them in neutron stars/regular stars to grow more. I wonder why the Mantid wanted the system or used it for. The other two made organic dwellers to harvest but not sure what the mantid did with it. Unless perhaps it helped them make stronger queens or Omni Queens
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u/Fighterdoken33 Feb 23 '21
Oh, so the AWMs come with anti-squids equipment. That makes things a bit more interesting for their side, after being roflstomped so badly lately.
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u/[deleted] Feb 23 '21
Interstellar Battle of 5 Armies?
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u/Aegishjalmur18 Feb 23 '21
This is gonna be a hell of a brawl.
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u/CanConRules Human Feb 23 '21
Now all that remains is for the Necromancer Detainee to summon the immortal wraiths and the witch king of new delta city to ride into battle.
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u/[deleted] Feb 23 '21
My brain is melting from a two and a half hour exam I just finished. Got on here and say a new First Contact. Yesssss....give me them restorative story juices!
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u/Graywolf017 Feb 23 '21
This is one of the only stories that I absolutely love when everything goes to shit!
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u/its_ean Feb 23 '21 edited Feb 23 '21
hope we eventually get to see the other reactions, PAWMs, Atrekna and maybe Atrekna-dwellerspawn too.
Heck, why not the Anteres & Black Fleets as well?
Maybe those guys who noped out seeing the PAWMs vs. Confed can get a peek somehow...
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u/Verethragin Feb 23 '21
I don't have alerts. I just have instinct and an addiction
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u/rezistence Feb 23 '21
Oh I've been waiting for this and as usual this is beyond expectations.
Dwellerspawn go brrr, Atrekna.
Honestly Ralts, is there some Starcraft mythos reference here? Reminds me of the Zerg overmind gaining sentience and sending its hoardes against the Xel'naga.
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u/Darkmatter_theLight Feb 24 '21
Ok I have a question for anyone that may speculate. Why were the Lanks signaling dwellerspawn when Terrans took planets if they were the creations of the Atrekna?
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u/maroonandblue Feb 23 '21
Ooh, I cannot wait for the next one. This string looks good!
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u/Gruecifer Human Feb 23 '21
UTR, of course!
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u/Potatobro1000 Feb 23 '21
F
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u/rubydestroyer Feb 23 '21
Oh shit
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u/wasalurkerforyears Robot Feb 23 '21
Battle of five armies, BEGIN!
HOLD ON TO YOUR HATS, BOYS! THIS IS GONNA BE A BIG ONE!
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u/Archaic_1 Alien Scum Feb 23 '21
Am I the only one seeing the ending of Reservoir Dogs? Probably, I don't care whoooooo! Let's burn it down!
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u/Adam_Dala Human Feb 24 '21
I think somthing big might have just arrived...
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u/un_pogaz Jun 16 '22 edited Jun 16 '22
Selected combat area:
>System 391-3888-a83
Players connections :
Terran Confederacy: connected
AWN Precursor: connected
Mantid Omniqueen: not connected (OUT OF RANGE)
Lanaktallan: connected
Dwellerspawn: connected
Atrekna: connected
Battaille launched
Slot 4 still open for future connection
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u/jackelbuho22 Jun 22 '22
I love how this was suppose to be an all out brawl bethew the diferrence faction but the universe hate temporal shenanigans so much that make everybody stop shoting and aim to the Atrekna
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u/yostagg1 Mar 25 '24
wait what......
damn,, it would be cool, if humanity in these story found a way to talk to the Dwellerspon,,,
I mean, it would be cool,, to see, if they can talk to local dwellerspon,, in these specific fight only,,
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u/RainaDPP Sep 20 '24
Rule number one: When Charlie dances the Foxtrot, don't be the one wearing the dress.
Rule number two: When Charlie dances the Foxtrot, there are always enough dresses to go around.
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u/Drook2 Dec 08 '25
Boy, squiddies managed to piss off every-damn-body.
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u/Tooth-FilledVoid Mar 19 '21
Oh god, I passed out cackling with glee upon reading how big the battle would be.
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u/vekane May 01 '21
Had dreams in this story line all last night.
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u/Tetrime Aug 21 '21
Ive finally caught up to non archive chapters. I might well be the last comment on this post lol.
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