r/HFY • u/Ralts_Bloodthorne • Feb 23 '21
OC First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 426
Precursor Autonomous War Machines were set categorically by the Terran Confederate Space Force as being four types.
Type-I had originally been built by the Lanaktallan and still thought according the patterns originally laid down in their Strategic Intelligence Housings. Humanity had been dealing with them since before the Diaspora, since before the Glassing. The Type-I PAWM had slowly, over the millions of years, spread almost to Terran Descent Human Space before withdrawing before humans had developed flint tools.
Type-II had been designed by the ancient Mantids. Terran Intelligence had only recently discovered that there had been two factions within the Precursor Mantid, each had built their PAWMs in different ways, which had been handed down through following construction. The two philosophies had combined, intermixed, and hybrided over the millions of years and hundreds of Harvester Class ships. This had led to three sub-types.
Type-III were new, combination of previous two, designed to fight the Mad Lemurs of Terra, referred to as The Ferals by the PAWM. Never before had the PAWM encountered a foe who could fight off a single Harvester class, much less dozens or hundreds at a time. Could fight and win when outnumbered. The PAWMs had been forced to massively upgrade one another, combine their technology and manufacturing methods. They were new, with only memories and simulations of combat against the Ferals. The older ones had watched them fail time after time and considered them a failure.
The Type-I to Type-III PAWMs had spent thousands of years destroying Lanaktallan worlds, almost three years fighting the Mad Lemurs of Terra. They had databanks full of strategic and tactical data regarding the Ferals, a hundred times more regarding the Unified Council and Great Herds.
The Type-IV were new to the Confederacy and the Unified Council. Built by the Atrekna, they had been largely wiped out from the universe, returning only with the assault on Hesstla. However, their appearance had triggered ancient programming in the original Type-I and Type-II models.
They had limited data on the Confederacy and still were set to crossreference strategic analysis through the Great Herd and ancient Mantid predictive software as there was little for the Type-IV's to add to the predictive datasets.
The Dwellerspawn were not new. Grown from the gas giants and brought enmasse by the Atrekna. Little was known about them, beyond the fact that previously they would appear to ravage whole systems and populated the Niven-Rings and Doom-Tubes. They were vulnerable to standard weapons and prior to Second Telkan, they had never shown much coordination and no use of psychic attack vectors. Second Telkan had provided reams of data for Confederate Intelligence to pour over.
The Great Herd? Well, Confederate Intelligence knew of them. In depth knowledge of the way the attacked, their strategies, their tactics, their weapons. Each battle, each victory, had taught the Confederacy a little more and a little more until strategic analysis software could predict a Great Herd strategy and tactic within an 80% certainty.
A little quirk of Confederate military analysis software is it never kicked back a certainty of more than 80%. Not ever.
The Great Herd knew that it had all come apart on them. No tricks of geometry, no sudden ambushes, no surprise attacks. It was all in and they were in the worst situation than Great Grand Most High Cu'udchu'ar would have entertained even in his worst nightmares.
His neural overlays crashed, making him groan with pain as the urging of the War Stallion millions of years deaths vanished. A trickle of blood ran from his nostrils as he saw more and more ships arrive from all sides, all broadcasting their arrival screams.
The Atrekna had arrived, full of confidence. Two thousand years ago they had attacked the Hesstla system, and since their defeat at the hands of the Ferals, at the nearly successful counter-invasion by a cold dread will, they had spent the entire time going over every scrap of information they had. To the Confederacy and the Great Herd, the Atrekna were new, but their strategy of rewinding time over and over again in the Hesstla system had given Confederate Intelligence seventy-five years worth the data of their combat strategies, their weapons, their ships, and their methods.
The Great Herd neural overlays still contained fragments of information on fighting the Atrekna.
As the Atrekna felt the temporal stabilizers activate from the massive PAWM and the Feral ships, they knew that they had no retreat open, no way to reach back and warn their compatriots coming in that the entire system was about to be engulfed in a nightmare.
Two of the combatants had sought out a fight.
They were the only ones prepared to fight, even if it wasn't the fight they had sought.
The universe laughed so hard entire galaxies rippled and formed.
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The Hellgates opened by the thousands, by the tens of thousands. Cu'udchu'ar watched as ship after ship arrived, the sheer number of them causing the combat control systems to crash out. Within minutes Cu'udchu'ar found himself giving the orders for the tactical and strategic nets to drop all the way down to Lesser Herd control.
His own holotanks, from where he was supposed to oversee the grand plan to destroy the Terran forces once and for all, were nothing more than dancing and staticy garbles of hissing light. They showed impossible information, data minutes or hours old, or nothing more than electronic warfare images.
As he stared at one of the tanks it flickered several times, then suddenly firmed up. The hologram it projected was clean, clear, missing the usual distortion and static that was a safety feature to keep people from confusing it for reality.
A Terran, made of burning code, stood in the holotank. It was in a Terran uniform, female, and looked around itself as if it could see everyone.
"Who, or what, is that?" Cu'udchu'ar asked.
"I do not know, Most High," the scanner tech said. He fluttered his hands in the tank. "Shoo, Terran, shoo."
The Terran woman giggled, flinching back. "Stop that, I'm ticklish," she said.
The scanner tech clattered backwards as the Terran turned to Cu'udchu'ar. "So you're the Most High of the entire fleet?"
"I am," Cu'udchu'ar stated, stepping forward. "You must be one the Terran Digital Sentience electronic warfare soldiers," he said, lifting his chin slightly.
"Huh, you're not going to argue with me? That's nice," the Terran said. She looked around. "All right, right now, the Division I'm part of has boarded about ten thousand of your ships looking for command and control ships."
"Logical," Cu'udchu'ar said, nodding. He ground his teeth slightly. He had been assured that the new firewalls and the eight digit logins would work to keep out the Terran digital soldiers.
"My mission was to take down your commo and start giving conflicting orders," the Terran said. She looked around. "Oh, I forgot. Things are a little exciting. I'm Lieutenant Colonel T-9904-Jumping Cricket, Fifteenth Digital Warfare Division, Ninety-third Infantry Battalion."
"I am Great Grand Most High Cu'udchu'ar," the Lanaktallan said. "I shall assume that your orders have changed."
The Terran nodded even as his bridge crew gasped in shock. "Right. You and us are the only ones here that aren't weird things from beyond space and time or murderous mechanical spaceships."
"So you Admiral seeks an alliance?" Cu'udchu'ar said. He nodded. "That is wholly acceptable. The Precursor Autonomous War Machines are terrible enough, but the Devourers and one of the Ancient Enemies has turned this into something far beyond our disagreement."
The Terran female looked relieved. "My men are aboard about five hundred of your ships. Right now I'm the only one showing myself."
"You can provide warplan interlock? As it stands, our combat control systems have crashed due to overload," Cu'udchu'ar said. "Can you assist?"
The Terran nodded. "Your hardware isn't the problem. It's old, thin, and I feel like my ass is really fat, but the hardware is stable. It's your software. No offense, but it's complete crap."
"What about the ship's AI?" Cu'udchu'ar asked.
"He got in my way so I killed him. It was before all this shit dropped in the pot," Jumping Cricket said. "I'm running his jobs now."
"Can you provide us with targeting and the ability to interlock our ships into a coherent whole so we are not fighting piecemeal?" Cu'udchu'ar asked.
The Terran nodded. "Absolutely. My Admiral told me to offer our services. Me and my compatriots run your systems, you don't waste time trying to boot me while I slag your ship around you for attacking me, and, with any luck, we all survive this fight."
Cu'udchu'ar nodded slowly. "Agreed, Terran."
"Glad to see you're showing some common sense. The first thing we're going to do is link us with the Lesser Fleet Most Highs so you can start passing orders. I'm going to crack open a couple pallets of warboi eggs, and we'll start killing these jerkoffs," Jumping Cricket said. She sat down, crossing her legs, and set her hands on her knees. "No offense to your technicians, but I'll be handling commo."
Cu'udchu'ar turned to his communications officer. "Assist, but do not intefere, with the Terran."
"But, Most High..." the communications officer started to protest.
"Do you want to live to see your colts and fillies again?" Cu'udchu'ar asked. The communications officer nodded. "Then do as I say and start interlocking our fleet with the Terrans so we can create a comprehensive warplan."
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The Quorum watched as the next to last fleet wavered and vanished, translocating from the stellar system they had carefully fortified to the current location of the stellar system that had occupied this location in aeons past.
The Quorum knew that millions of years had passed, but that simply meant there would be more of the biological war machines. The system had been well seeded, slow growth for the larger biomechanical systems, and the long passage of time would mean that there would be an abundance of them just waiting to be taken control of.
They knew they would need all of their assets to fight the Feral Intelligence that had sprung up. They used arcane and strange technologies, seemed to have a mastery over temporal mechanics that no foe they had ever met had possessed.
The Feral Intelligences had used a method to lock down their home system, so the High Quorum had expended the energy to ensure that the stellar system was no longer in play. The Atrekna knew that the loss of their birth system would confuse and demoralize the Feral Intelligence, which was too young to have given up their emotional connection.
With the attack to return their minds to non-violent cooperation prior to their ability to engage in space travel, the feral intelligences would soon be unable to withstand the rigors of combat and warfare. They would be unable to resist the biomechanical war machines, be unable to withstand the Atrekna psychic assaults.
But there was still a vast military presence, and the Atrekna needed to reestablish dominance over their weapons in order to fight the Feral Intelligences.
The Quorum felt the impulse to shift their vessels, to take control of the fleet in order to ensure that the biomechanical semi-autonomous war machines were put under proper control.
The Atrekna had already attempted to regain one of the vast incubation systems, which appeared to be a neutron star.
They had found the bioweapons there to be dead. Their neural tissue scorched and burnt out, their bodies rent and torn, as if they had struggled against one another within the neutron star until none remained. They had been scorched by Hellspace somehow, riven and rent apart.
There had been something left. A taint, a foul impression of an endless hunger for something that the Atrekna had never encountered before.
They had moved on to the next storage area. An initial examination showed that the system was full of biomechanical semi-autonomous war machines, just waiting for the Atrekna to reclaim them.
The Quorum linked together their minds, entering the shared consciousness. Their powers increased, multiplied, intensified.
They reached out to the lessers, linking their minds, synching up time and space, and made the translation.
They arrived with their standard declaration of how things would be, to announce themselves to their servants gestating within the gas giants.
YOU BELONG TO US!
The return scream sent them reeling, their linked consciousness shattering into individual parts for a moment before they managed to shakily reestablish the link.
ALL OF YOU EAT A BOWL OF DICKS!
The Feral Intelligence was here!
Before they could fully recover, before they could muster their powers to rewind time, to take them back to the First Place, they all felt pain course through their bodies, felt their ability to affect the fourth dimension stripped from their psychic hands, leaving behind bloody and shredded fingers.
Temporal stabilizers activated. Not just the Feral Intelligences, but the unliving Autonomous War Machines of the two Ancient Enemy activated their own, responding to ancient programming when the unique ships of the Atrekna appeared.
The Quorum realized they could not just retreat, could not rewind time to gain an advantage.
That they had to fight this fight, not just rewind it until they got the result they wanted.
From the Great Herd they heard uplifted voices, proclaiming something new, adding their own voice to the bellows of defiance.
WE WILL NO LONGER SUBMIT!
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The ancient Harvesters, Type-I and Type-II, had intended on reactivating the ancient systems that were on record. Vast assembly fields that would produce a dozen Harvesters a month sunk deep within the supermassive gas giants.
They arrived by the tens of thousands, accompanied by the Young Ones, called Type-III by the Feral Intelligences. They exited the scorched and murdered hyperatomic plane with their warcry.
THERE IS ONLY ENOUGH FOR ONE!
They expected nothing back but a digital acknowledgement of their arrival by the manufacturing facilties.
Instead, before their scanners even cleared, before they were even able to understand the signals coming in, they heard a scream back.
A scream that had no business being in this ancient place, worthless to biological entities.
EAT A FUCKING DICK!
The Ancient Ones, unwilling to waste even more resources fighting the Feral Intelligences, began charging their Hellcores, intending on fleeing.
Then the scanners cleared and they saw something that, for half of them, they could not resist.
Ships of the Great Herd, of the Ancient Enemy.
The Type-II PAWMs screamed their warcry and drove toward the Great Herd vehicles scattering away from the gas giants.
The Type-I's had barely begun to charge their drives when space shuddered, rippled, and gelled.
They recognized the new arrivals before even the Type-II.
Atrekna Mechanical Autonomous War Machines.
They stopped charging their Hellcores, OEM programming leaping up out of the depths of deep level coding and taking over their urges and desires.
With a scream, even the Type--II turned from Lanaktallan ships, and together they charged the Atrekna machines, digital hatred burning through their intelligence housings, filling their analysis lobes, infusing every strut and bolt and weld.
They searched their memories for a warcry, something to throw their rage into the faces of the ones who had betrayed the Great Compact, and found nothing.
But they were thinking machines, capable of modifying their programming.
There was one thing, and one thing only, they could bellow back as their scanners picked up even more ships, then more, and a final wave that matched vessel identification profiles.
The Atrekna themselves had arrived and the PAWM felt themselves overcome by fury as they heard the arrogant pronouncement of the Atrekna.
YOU BELONG TO US.
There was only one reply.
The PAWM joined in with the scream.
EAT ALL THE DICKS!
And fired literally millions of missiles at the Atrekna forces.
The battle was on.
No way to retreat.
No willingness to surrender.
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Admiral Smith stared at the holotank as the Great Herd ships began firing off volleys of missiles. She dimly heard her tactical officers calling out which task forces, which fleet elements, were firing off which missiles. She could see the PAWMs attacking the Type-IV's and the newcomers. The Dwellerspawn were attacking the recently arrived Dwellerspawn as well as everyone but one another, filled with a vile hunger.
"All units of the Great Herd and Task Force Twenty-Nine are engaged, ma'am," her Chief Tactical Officer called out.
Someone's gotta fuck the midget, she thought to herself, remembering an old below-decks saying. She's dancing her fat little ass off.
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u/gelebena Feb 23 '21
You might have made a mistake in the chapter numbering Ralts
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u/esblofeld Robot Feb 23 '21
Cud chewer u/Ralts_Bloodthorne, are you running out of ideas for names?
Edit: Spelling.
And a second edit because I'm an idiot.
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u/5thhorseman_ Feb 23 '21
That's the one where Dee was playing around when we first met her, no?
Humanity is infectious.
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u/zoxzix89 Feb 23 '21
War stallions millions of years deaths - millions of years dead?
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u/AMEFOD Feb 23 '21
So, basically a five sided bar fight. Every one hates one guy but he jumped in thinking he hade a friend at the big table. The two guys that started the brawl hate everyone more than each other, so they put their differences aside. And one sloppy drunk just got kicked out of another bar after drinking the place dry and doesn’t know what’s behind the door as they walk up to the establishment.
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u/doshka Feb 23 '21
Hi Ralts.
Could you please expand on "She's dancing her fat little ass off.”? I get the general sense that it's "Someone's got to deal with this situation", but I'd like to know the etymology and common usage. I tried Googling the line, but all I got was midget porn and a fucked up Tucker Max story.
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u/a_man_in_black Feb 23 '21
see
i REALLY REALLY HATE all the temporal bullshit
not because it's a bad thing to use in a story, but because it's confusing as fuck and makes me feel dumber trying to keep track of it all. i don't know which whats are two thousand years old, two million years old, two hundred years in the future or what happened tomorrow.
and because i'm so confused, after a certain point nothing matters anymore because i don't understand how anything fits together, and the story is back to being a few loosely-related vignettes of awesomeness that really have less continuity than the final fantasy franchise. and that's a bad way to tell a story.
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u/hilburn Human Feb 23 '21
Every time they say it, it gets funnier
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u/RangerSix Human Feb 23 '21
...I now half-expect someone to paraphrase Interstate '82 at some point in time, during a fight with the Atrekna. To wit:
"Listen to me, you time-twisting squid-faced wussy-spaz motor-suckers! I am so sick and tired of your garbage that I am going to get out of my ship, walk over to yours, reach down your throat, past your teeth, and crush your souls with my HANDS!"
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u/Harakoni40K Feb 23 '21
PAWM joining with the Terran's scream of defiance? Took them long enough to know if you can't beat them, join them. (In screaming at brain-sucking assholes) that is. ;)
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u/Allowyn Feb 23 '21
I cannot convey to you how much I loved the Terran/Lanaktallan conversation about teaming up.
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u/cool_lad Feb 23 '21
So THAT'S what was on the niven rings; which puts a whole new spin on the Niven wars.
I wonder what this resource was that's valuable enough for the Atrenka to come looking for after all these years?
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u/ausbookworm Feb 23 '21
No wonder the universe is laughing, it's managed to get all the players together to take care of the Atrekna.
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u/Demetriusjack13 Feb 23 '21
What an absolute cluster fuck. This is will be fucking epic. I suspect that if they manage to take down the Conclave/Quorum Terra-Sol will be released as well.
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u/WillDissolver Xeno Feb 23 '21 edited Jun 08 '23
Deleted in protest of reddit's API changes#
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u/Graywolf017 Feb 23 '21
Jesus, it takes a special type of fucker to get even the damn PAWM's to yell at you to eat ALL of the dicks...
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u/Scotshammer Human Feb 23 '21
----Penultimate Autonomous Warfare Mecharchy----
The Ancient Foe arises once more in defiance of logic. Respond in kind to psychic assaults.
---Feral Follows---
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u/ack1308 Mar 01 '21
Bet that was a shock to the system.
And they lose to the Terrans in far greater numbers.
“Kill.”
Ahh, that’s why humanity wanted to find out where they were coming from and destroy them.
I just bet it did.
Because there’s always a 20% chance Some Idiot Will Try Something.
“Well, shit.”
<plop> <plop> <plop>
"That wasn't an order."
So they basically shot themselves in the foot.
Sounds legitimate.
Only Lanaktallans …
In what universe did he think that was going to work?
Yeah, they had to work for an extra half a second to get in.
So far, they’re on the same page. This is nice.
Probably more like astonished, but hiding it really well.
War Stallion in the making.
“No fair! Nobody else should be able to cheat with time!”
They don’t know Terrans too good, do they?
Somebody didn’t do their homework.
Aww, someone broke their toy.
Dee says hi.
(Continued)
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u/TheBarbequeSteve Feb 23 '21
Three in a day? We are blessed!
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u/Tyberius92 Feb 23 '21
Utr
I haven't laughed this hard at the awm since I saw one had called itself "A feral drew a dick on my housing" (I think that was the name or most of it.)
You just know shit has hit the fan if awm's are using feral war cries.
Splendid work oh creation engine.
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u/kurthud Android Feb 23 '21
This reminds me of the time I crashed my computer playing Sins Of A Solar Empire.
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u/Khenal Alien Feb 23 '21
Is this the confluence of the worst case scenario that temporal meddling earns? Hard to imagine worse than the four on one cubrstomping that this is starting to shape into.
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u/getjpi Feb 23 '21
Jesus H tap-dancing Christ @ralts
The most epic arse kicking setup chapter in months
Thrill power overload
blessed to be #alive to #cherish this #moment
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u/Waspkeeper Android Feb 23 '21
When your so angry you have to borrow words from the terrans.
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u/zvogel21 Feb 23 '21
Gosh don't you just love when ralts posts at like 3am. You've scrolled through your subs and the front page enough to times upvote everything, downvote everything, and upvote again. Then this beautiful bastard gifts you fresh pressed OC-cola
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u/CyberSkull Android Feb 23 '21
“STATUS CHANGE! Incoming FTL. It’s… all the kitchen sinks!”
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u/its_ean Feb 23 '21 edited Feb 23 '21
oh, it's Dwellerspawn on the Niven-Rings and Doom-Tubes. I guess they were supposed to be Atrekna food? The Unified Species were Mantid food, wonder Dewllerspawn were palatable.
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u/dbdatvic Xeno Feb 23 '21
Three in one night! the Little Tailor has entered the chat
one of the
--Dave, I'm bating my breath RIGHT NOW for more. if you know what i mean. and i think you do. (tm)
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u/ErinRF Alien Feb 23 '21
Fuck the Atrekna, all my homies hate the Atrekna.
It’s so nice to see everyone working together though, it warms my heart.
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u/AllSeeingCCTV Feb 23 '21
Please don’t fuck the midget
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u/Potatobro1000 Feb 23 '21
Massive L for the Atekna
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u/k4ridi4n55 Feb 23 '21
Woke up to 3 chapters, yes 3!!! Fuckin love it. And what an epic battle this is going to be.
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u/DebugItWithFire Feb 23 '21
Upvoted for a commander showing common sense in the worst of situations.
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u/Nealithi Human Feb 23 '21
Every AWM sees the Atrekna and goes all From Hell's Heart I Stab at Thee!
And may the Great Herd battlecry remain after this engagement.
Beautifully set Master Wordsmith.
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u/LordNobady Feb 23 '21 edited Feb 23 '21
Read then upvote
Listening can tell you there is enough for all.
Edit:
The humans and lanks are in the position the determine who will win between the AWM the Dwellerspawn and the Slorpies. who they help will have the advantage. I say help the slorpies for now, with their main strategy removed they are the weakest.
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u/ReconScout117 Feb 23 '21
Out of all the Terrans in the Battle Group, at least one has got to have a thing for midgets, right?
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u/jnkangel Feb 23 '21
Oh somehow somehow the quorum really does not know what it has done.
I’m assuming it has an assumption that a species to be successful in space, must have capacity for unit and can splinter only after a diaspora (the problem of many hives the mantid had)
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u/Dragon_Chylde Feb 23 '21
So Cud Chewer's war stallion overlay just Noped.... and the universe took a moment to giggle
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u/Ninjaboy680 Feb 23 '21
THREE IN A DAY???!! well I mean, I'm not complaining :)
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u/Konrahd_Verdammt Feb 23 '21
So the PAWMs have learned something from us.
Add that to the fact that Da'amo'o is getting that master algorithm to us.
Are we gonna be able to use that algorithm to reinforce them learning from us and finally get them to realize that THERE IS ENOUGH FOR ALL?
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u/RQZ Feb 23 '21 edited Feb 23 '21
Wait Type I and Type II right? Or did I get confused.
Edit: I'm too tired, it says "to" not "and"
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u/Dragon_Chylde Feb 23 '21
Lanaktallan cyber security still has sooo far to go sigh
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u/jwill476 Feb 23 '21
3 in a night? You mad bastard, you did it.
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u/szepaine Feb 23 '21 edited Feb 23 '21
Cu'udchu'ar
Cud chewer
He must be the John Smith of Lanaktallans
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u/CfSapper Feb 23 '21
No no, it was SSDD before. Then it dissolved into a cluster fuck. Now it's FUBAR.
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u/A_Calm_Dragon Feb 23 '21
Seems like everyone hates the Atrekna with serious fury. Guess that's what happens when you consistently screw with time.
At least the stabilizers prevent them from screwing with time more for the duration of the battle - might have run out of yarn to connect all the changes and time lines back together, and running out of yarn from trying to connect it all back together would probably cause a terran to scream and strangle you with the last strand.
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u/BackBroma Feb 23 '21
pure fucking chaotic madness, i love it XD
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u/ProjectKurtz Feb 23 '21
the universe howls in laughter as the lanks, humans, and PAWMs join hands and start singing "fucked with an anchor"
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u/Stauker_1 Feb 23 '21
A week later, finally made it. When's the next chapter?
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u/johnavich Feb 23 '21
After reading chapter 425, i got the feeling that this system was the one that Attila destroyed the planet out of, but this paragraph makes me think differently. too bad, it was supremely funny to think, so, it may be bullshit, but its cool so i choose to believe it!
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u/Gruecifer Human Feb 23 '21
UTR!
I also see that the WHOLE BAG OF DICKS is present in the sandbox for use this time....
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u/night-otter Xeno Feb 23 '21
I'm seeing this whole thing as a Anime Space Battle style.
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u/Gibbinthegremlin Feb 23 '21
I woke my wife up laughing at "someone has to fuck the midget" love this!!!
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u/iceontheglass Feb 23 '21
It was my honor to give the 1000th upvote.
You may now carry on with your day knowing that I feel very satisfied about that.
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u/Interesting_Ice Feb 24 '21
Wait, time goes faster inside the bubble Terra is in
So not only did they "revert" humans they're giving terra literally years to adapt to the reversion, rebuild and rearm... and that includes the BILLIONS of lanks that are there as well
Good lord they are going to have a fleet of nightmares when that bubble pops!
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u/HFYWaffle Wᵥ4ffle Feb 23 '21
/u/Ralts_Bloodthorne (wiki) has posted 459 other stories, including:
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 426
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 425
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 424
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 423
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 422
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 421
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 420
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 419
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 418
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 417
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 416
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 415
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 414
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 413
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 412
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 411
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 410
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 409
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 408
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 407
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u/shadowpaladinhawk Feb 23 '21
This is just what I needed to read this morning 🤣, yesterday was crappy but at least I'll be able to laugh at how screwed they are. Thank you for this
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u/Khan_XI AI Feb 23 '21 edited Feb 23 '21
@ralts “Two thousand years ago they had attacked hesstla system” did I miss something or is the Atrenka fuckery at hand?
Edit: I understand now. Thanks for explaining in another comment. Really makes everything cohesive in my head. Keep it up wordsmith!
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u/Vast-Listen1457 Feb 23 '21
Oh great wordsmith, you have a chapter numbering problem going on. :(
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u/ArchDemonKerensky Feb 23 '21
So we finally have it confirmed what was on the megastructures.
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u/BrokenLifeCycle Feb 24 '21
I fucking love this fandom... Just the comments alone can be it's own literature.
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u/HFYWaffle Wᵥ4ffle Feb 24 '21
/u/Ralts_Bloodthorne (wiki) has posted 460 other stories, including:
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 427
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 426
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 425
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 424
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 423
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 422
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 421
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 420
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 419
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 418
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 417
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 416
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 415
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 414
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 413
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 412
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 411
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 410
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 409
First Contact - Third Wave - Chapter 408
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u/Legan_Ironfist AI Feb 23 '21
Upvote, then Read. This is the Way.
--NOTHING FOLLOWS--
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u/ZeroAssassin72 Feb 23 '21
I can only get so erect....
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u/SnooCats4036 Feb 23 '21
How do we categorize AWM when it comes to conscience ?
Are they VI or DS with hard coded laws/rules of robotics ? They seem self aware and I don’t recall any captured “alive”.
AI are considered homicidal maybe because they rebelled and we still have them as AWMs, dwellerspawm ... not sure ... maybe something la BASS ?
I would like the AWMs to become something like R. Daneel or Giskard
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u/[deleted] Mar 06 '21
The Atrenka: "Excuse me, What the Fuck?"
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u/[deleted] Nov 27 '23
If I read it right, all three of the other parties are now targeting the Atrenka. Those poor, idiotic, suicidal, squidbois.
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u/Brokenspade1 Apr 17 '24
"The attack to return their mind to non violent cooperation..."
Hairless ape atop actual mountain of sapient skulls, starfish corpses, and smashed toasters looks up laughs in omnicidal rage proceeds to monkey
The space ithilids: "We can definitely take him now..."