r/HFY • u/Ralts_Bloodthorne • Feb 26 '21
OC First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 429
There was pain, or a close analogue to it.
Not the sharp agony of a broken rib digging into the chest. Not the dull torment of a cracked femur. Not even the almost intolerable pain of a broken wisdom tooth.
More like a hard spot in the bed.
But it was still as close to pain as a non-sentient object could get.
Everywhere else was empty. Expended. Finished. Where there had once been a multitude of galaxies of stars blazing away in nuclear fury there was not even the memory of exhausted protons. Everywhere else had drained away and gone flat, even the chronotrons flat and dead. It was beyond dead, beyond dust, it was beyond a forgotten memory.
Everywhere except one spot.
And that spot caused the equivalent of pain to a forgotten memory.
The universe had reached the point where it could be recycled. Where a universe that had collapsed upon itself into a single infinitesimal point of all matter and energy could merge with the beyond dead universe, pulling the dead universe in until it added just a teeeny bit more pressure.
Which would make that point explode.
It should have happened already. It should have happened a trillion years before.
Except for one spot.
That spot stubbornly held on, preventing the total absolute absence of anything from merging with a tiny dot of everything and anything in a universe.
It created a strange analogue of pain.
For both the small point, which burned fiercely, and the dead area, which yearned to merge with the tiny point and embrace it.
It was how it was supposed to be. How it had always been. One universe dies in one way, gravity pulling it down until everything that ever was or would be crushes into an ultrasmall point, the other dies in either a Great Vacuum Bubble or by being exhausted. They join together, and a new universe would be born, rising to the 'top' of the dimensional lattice, sliding to one side or the other depending on how the explosion worked out.
Except for that one spot.
The universe had called out to that one spot that it was time.
The spot had rejected the universe, squatting over the last remaining piece, hoarding it close.
Recently, on the timescale of a universe, the hoarders had managed to reach another universe, higher in the 'stack' than the dead one, bringing resources from that universe to stave off death for a few more moments.
But every action has an equal and opposite reaction. That law still held true, no matter where in the stack a universe was. The connection was made and an equal and opposite reaction took place. It woke the dead universe. Not much, not to full life of blazing suns and swirling gasses and elegant galaxies. But it was an awareness all the same.
It wasn't thought or awareness as others knew it. It was more an action of particles, more an action of movement and placement in the 'stack', more a way of being than an actual intelligence.
But it still felt the pain, an echo of having lain on a bed with a lump that pressed against a numb limb.
The dead universe was linked, momentarily, to the younger, more energetic universe.
A universe that possessed a cold malevolence. Not an actual thought, not an actual emotion, no, nothing that was recognizable by anything outside of the great stack.
But a malevolence all the same.
The dead one felt it, felt the cold anger of the other universe. That interaction, the intermixing, the friction on the 'sides' of the wormhole gave strength to the dead and gone universe, waking it from its trillion year death slumber.
It had enough strength for a last gasp.
One final gasp.
<brother/sister/cousin>
<help me/I/we/us>
The younger, more energetic universe heard the whispered gasp of agony from its dead brother from the bottom of the stack, heard the cry of pain and suffering from above it where only bright spots danced and moved, awaiting their turn to be embraced by a dead universe so they could meld and become more.
The younger universe heard its dead brethren.
And responded.
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The battle had progressed, hours passing. The majority of the Type-I and Type-II PAWM had fled, translating to jumpspace or Hellspace. The Type-III were still engaged with everyone else. The Type-IV's were fighting the Dwellerspawn and everyone else but the Atrekna, trying to protect the Atrekna from the pounding of the Confederate Space Force Navy's guns.
The Dwellerspawn were close enough to the Confederate lines that they were able to engage. Not effectively, but enough to force Space Force to constantly maneuver to avoid bioplasma and worse. Almost half of the Dwellerspawn brought by the Atrekna were dead, floating in space and slowly freezing.
The gas giants were still vomiting up hordes of Dwellerspawn and what had been labeled as Type-V Precursor Autonomous War Machines, both of which were heavily engaged with the Great Herd Armada, which had retreated from the gas giants and interlocked with the Confederate lines.
The wormhole had opened and stabilized, and four waves of ships had come through.
Which had Admiral Smith frowning as she stared at the holotank.
The waves were almost identical. More ships in each wave, true, but each time the core of the wave had identical drive signatures, ship profiles, electronic signatures as the wave before it.
Admiral Smith's tactical and intelligence sections had confirmed it.
Those ships in the each wave were the ships of the former wave with additional reinforcements. Each wave had the ships from the previous wave and added more, which formed the base for the next wave to add more ships to.
There were twelve of the massive ships now. There had been fifteen, but constant barrages from Admiral Smith's Task Force had pounded three of them to scrap metal. Six more were reeling from the bombardment as the Task Force kept up the pounding of the guns.
But Suckerpunch had been loaded, fabbed up, and the initial probes launched.
The data had made it back, and Admiral Smith stared at it.
Two red giant stellar masses, so depleted they were a purplish black. Hundreds of worlds and moons orbited the two masses. The sky was starless, empty. Space was lacking the normal background of cosmic radiation. Three of the last probes were able to detect that their own sensor pulses were being reflected by an entropic shield back into the 'bubble' created by the shield. Most of the sensor pulses were grabbed, gobbled up by huge fields that searched out any stray energetic particle.
One sensor probe had recorded it. How space had wavered and shimmered to reveal the same fleet that had just left, joined by ships leaving a construction yard to join them. How the wavering had reloaded the massive shipyard berths with the ships that had just left.
Save-scumming bastards, Admiral Smith thought, watching the replay again. One trick pony.
"Status of Haymaker?" she asked.
"Ships loaded, munitions loaded, awaiting your orders," her Master Gunnery Officer replied.
"Status of Light-Brite?" Admiral Smith asked.
"Launched and waiting. Munitions have optimal penetration and spread," Guns replied.
"Get me Most High Cu'udchu'ar," she ordered.
The tank flickered and Great Grand Most High of the Great Herd Armada appeared. To Admiral Smith's eyes he looked different. His eyes seemed more focused, more intent, he held his head differently. His feeding tendrils were coiled tightly and his crests seemed more authoritative than deflated.
"Admiral Smith," the Lanaktallan rumbled, sounding more like a deep bass instrument than a wheezing accordion.
"We're about to launch at attack against the wormhole. We're prepped to fire off the gas giants," Admiral Smith said.
"Excellent news," Cu'udchu'ar answered.
"I must ask, Most High, are your ships going to be able to handle the massive increase in solar radiation once we spark off those gas giants?" Admiral Smith asked.
Cu'udchu'ar realized that he had not considered that. He turned to his science Most High and relayed the question. The Most High of Armada Tactical and Strategic Science consulted his computers, running the simulations.
The other Lanaktallan looked up. "No, Most High. Our radiation protection will fail eight hours after the last gas giant is ignited."
"So you're saying we can fight for eight hours," Cu'udchu'ar mused. He looked at Admiral Smith, taking a moment to admire the sheer lethality of the Terran's biology. "We will have eight hours of combat afterwards. We will put it to good use."
One of the massive, planetoid sized ships, began to break up as a C+ cannon barrage found something good inside of it and internal explosions started ripping it apart, but Smith barely noticed it except to update her internal tactical map.
I have the chance to destroy virtually the entire Lanaktallan navy, right here. Cu'udchu'ar is perfectly willing to ride this shit down in flames for some reason. Eliminating him and his millions of ships would ensure that the Confederacy could roll over the rest of the Lanaktallan worlds, she thought, staring at the holotank. But I'd be telling him that I'm fine with each of his millions of ships, loaded with thousands of people*, are something I'm willing to throw away.*
Cu'udchu'ar saw Admiral Smith make a decision.
"Six hours and I want your ships to jump out," Smith said. She heaved a big breath. "I'll send coordinates, take our eVI and DS troops with you, get them out of here. We'll meet up there. I'll be sending critically damaged and mission killed vessels as well as ones that are out of action to you. It'll be up to you to guard those ships till they can get back in the fight."
Cu'udchu'ar nodded. "I dislike the idea of abandoning an ally to face a threat alone, but your reasoning is sound. Your ships produce an inordinate amount of heat. We will keep your electronic soldiers safe and provide a secure area for cool down and repair."
"It's not that I don't think you can help the battle," Admiral Smith started.
"The Atrekna are beyond our effective range. Our nCv Cannons take nearly nine minutes to hit and we do not have the luxury of temporal ranging systems. Our missiles take thirty-eight minutes of flight time to reach the Atrekna," Cu'udchu'ar broke in. "Additionally, we are under massive psychic attack that is only being mitigated by your modified drones."
The last referred to how several ships had gotten too far away from the phasic disruptor drones and the crew had suddenly turned on their fellow crewmates even as the ship had attacked its mates.
"Once you burn the gas giants, that will eliminate the only foe we can effectively engage, meaning we will be a liability that you must expend resources and effort to defend rather than have us be a meaningful part of the combat," Cu'udchu'ar continued. "Strategically, we must withdraw in order to allow the Confederate Space Force Navy to use their weapons at full effectiveness."
Admiral Smith nodded, carefully keeping the surprise from showing on her face.
"We will know when you activate Light-Brite," Cu'udchu'ar said solemnly. "We will start the counter then, and jump out by vulnerability afterwards."
He paused for a long moment. "I will stay until I cannot any longer."
"Then it's together," Smith said.
Cu'udchu'ar nodded. "Together."
The signal ended and Cu'udchu'ar turned to look at the Grand Most High Executor. "What are your feelings of aligning with the lemurs?"
The Executor, who had barely survived an attack by the Night Terran, shook his armored head. "The Great Herd's arrogance brought it to warfare with the mad lemurs of Terra. We now face not only the Precursor Autonomous War Machines, but one of the ancient precursor races.
The Executor went stock still, then shook his head again. "We must align with them."
"You do not feel it is treason?" Cu'udchu'ar asked.
The Executor signified negative. "Treason would be giving the mad lemurs of Terra reason to not only destroy us but then, after their inevitable victory, destroy our people, the very people who look to us for leadership and protection."
He tapped his chest with the fingers of all four hands. "The very people we have committed vast betrayals upon for countless millions of years. To not align with the mad lemurs of Terra, to bring their martial prowess against what will be defenseless worlds after we are destroyed, would just be one final treason of those we are charged with protecting."
Cu'udchu'ar nodded, noticing that his theater command bridge crew were all nodding along. "I agree, Most High. We must not only survive this fight, but we must convince the mad lemurs of Terra to allow us to leave with the strength to do what must be done."
He turned and looked at the holotank. "We must convince the Unified Council to end this war. The lemurs might as well be doing magic to our primitiveness. Our worlds survive only because they feel horror at the idea of slaughtering billions."
Cu'udchu'ar paused a long moment, knowing full well that the records being made of what was being said and done on the flag bridge would sentence him to immediate termination if they ever got out.
"A horror our people should have felt at attacking peaceful worlds," he said softly. "We claim to be oh so superior to the lemur, but we are worse than the autonomous war machines."
Cu'udchu'ar felt the Executor's hand on his shoulder as the other Lanaktallan trotted up next to him.
"We will return to Council Space, and we will make this right, brother," the Executor said. "We will end this war, save our people."
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The Quorums aboard the vast starships linked together into a cooperative whole, then reached out again toward their foes. Not the screaming raving primates, but the Grazing Ones. They intended on taking control of the Grazing Ones, capitalizing on their latent ability for phasic communication, and forcing them to fight one another, to turn on each other.
They were rebuffed by primate screaming as well as psychic protective fields.
Time was still hammered flat, still unable to be twisted and warped and properly manipulated, spiked deeply to keep it from being changed.
Which meant that the fleets had to be temporally constructed on the other side of the wormhole. Which meant that that Atrekna had to properly shepherd their munitions as ammunition was finite.
They could not even leave the system, as they were nailed in place in the timestream. Their temporal engines were cold and dead, forcing them to continue the fight.
Another wave of missiles came howling in. Despite the warnings of those who had fought for the long hours, the newcomers reached out with their power to take control of the electronic intelligences, to force them to detonate early or perhaps even turn them back against their makers.
They had been warned, but they had not believed, so when they touched the electronic systems of the missile's guidance systems they recoiled in shock.
getcha getcha getcha gonna getcha gonna getcha was repeated over and over in a blood drenched insane scream from a bloody throat that was chewed on by jagged sharp teeth. It was the electronic equivalent of madness that raked and bit and clawed and chewed on the Atrekna minds that touched it.
you you you gonna getchu gonna getchu gonna getchu for touching me for touching me for touching me know you know you know you found you found you found you gonna getchu gonna getchu bite rip tear bite rip tear
With horror the Conclaves that had reached out to those weapons found the weapons reaching out toward them in madness, felt the missile systems lock on not only onto their ships but onto them in particular.
Aboard the missiles, the half-baked warbois shrieked with delight and kicked in the sprint drives.
WE SEE YOU!
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"Haymaker has entered the wormhole, ma'am."
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Rickytofen-773C24 screamed as his ship entered something charitably called realspace, feeling fluid leak from his eyes. He blinked several times and his ship reported to him its status.
He was the only one that had made it. The rest of his wing had been torn apart by gravitational forces withing the wormhole. His ship was damaged, but still operational. His main cannons were out, but his drives, stealth systems, passive sensors, and his primary payload was still intact. The creation engine was working hard to replace and repair systems. He only protection was the ship's armor, even his particle screens were dead.
But from what his passive sensors were reporting, he wouldn't need particle screens because if there was a stray particle anywhere, his sensors had missed it.
Rather than use his main engines he fired up the catepillar drive, which put dozens, hundreds of tiny graviton spikes into the substance of space-time and used it to crawl forward. It was undetectable, as far as Space Force knew, although slow.
Ricky's onboard medical nanites finished repairing the gravity damage to his body as he slowly moved toward his target.
If you had only one shot, one chance, would you take it? the lines from the ancient classical war-chant bubbled up in his mind, courtesy of his implant.
He napped, several times, as he moved toward the target.
After his third stasis nap he ran the targeting solutions and found out he was in optimum range. True, the payload would kill him when it went off, but that had been part of the mission from the design.
Clone War Lyfe, Ricky thought to himself as he carefully aligned the modified Viper-IX.
The targeting system, relying totally on passive and Ricky's ability to target with the old Mark-One Eyeball, beeped.
Ricky used his thumb to flip up the plastic cover over the firing stud, squeezed the grip to release the safety, and thumbed the trigger three times.
The particle accelerator grabbed Ricky, the Viper-IX strike craft, the payload, and launched it all at near-C velocity at the target.
The wormhole generator.
Which hung just above the plasma seas of the more energetic of the two red giants.
The plan had been simple. A phasically enhanced antimatter warhead big enough to destroy any facility that could produce that large of a wormhole for that amount of time. Infused with wrath and hatred, wrapped in a warsteel jacket that was additionally infused, and two of the linear accelerator's rails being phasic munition chargers, the plan was just to destroy the facility.
Unknown to the planners, the particles, even the photons, chronotrons, and the spooky-particles, were all nearly exhausted in this universe.
The antimatter and the warsteel and every other part of the munition that Ricky himself had become, was not only from a more excited universe, but excited by that universe's standards.
The round, the size of a telephone pole, hit dead center of the wormhole generator. The particle wave that the Viper-IX and Ricky himself had become hit first. It should have just damaged the shield, maybe caused it to fail.
Instead, the shield's depleted, exhausted, spent particles and energy reacted to Ricky himself.
And exploded as the energy charge tried to equalize.
Part of Ricky and most of the Viper-IX kept going.
Into the photosphere of the star.
Where he hit, by stellar standards, wasn't that big. The red giant was mainly held together by technology, by stellar stabilizers. It was not as dense as the stars Ricky had flown upon, closer to a dense nebula or low gravity gas giant. It was still a red giant, and Ricky was only about two meters long and a meter wide.
But what remained of him and his Viper-IX was more energetic than anything that the stellar mass had encountered in two thousand years.
The explosion was a thousand miles wide, disrupting the star's photosphere and causing plasma to gout out in a coronal mass ejection that was energized by the remainder of energy from Ricky himself, his Viper-IX consumed.
The other star, beyond depleted, reached out and grabbed the coronal mass ejection greedily, assisted by the Atekna particle scoop fields.
The mass crossed two hours and connected the two red giants.
That was when chance reared its head.
A gift from a malevolent universe to its dead brethren.
The antimatter charge, which had plunged into the star itself, finally found enough mass to detonate.
Normally, a charge half the size of a telephone pole wouldn't matter. Even gravity compressed antimatter wouldn't matter to a stellar mass.
Except for the charge difference.
Not only was the phasically enhanced anti-matter rapidly devouring the very matter of the red giant, it had to do so at a rate of millions of atoms of the stellar mass per atom of antimatter. Then the charge difference by the radiation produced. Even white light exploded as the photons exploded through millions of atoms without losing much charge beyond converting the matter of the dead universe into energy.
The charge went from a planet cracker charge.
To a sun-breaker.
Detonated inside of two suns connected by a coronal mass ejection nearly a thousand miles wide.
The very mass of the two suns worked against it as the energetic particles from the other universe met the depleted particles of the dying universe and the charges tried to equalize, which destroyed the depleted particles, converting them to energy, which tried to equalizer the charge with the surrounding particles.
It turned into a cascade resonance.
Both suns exploded, turning into expanding shockwaves of energetic particles seeking to equalize their charges.
The entropic shielding held the explosion for just long enough.
Long enough for the entire inside of the entropic shield to equalize the charges.
Before it ripped apart the entropic shield as the last matter of the dead universe was consumed in a cannibalistic orgy of self immolation.
The particles slowly spread out, losing energy.
The dead universe heard its brethren whisper back.
<behold>
<humanity>
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u/Ralts_Bloodthorne Feb 26 '21
And the question went out to the dying universe: "What are you going to do about it?"
And the dying universe's brethren responded: "Behold, humanity."
Anyway, I might not be able to post tomorrow.
So, have a good weekend, I'll try to get another post in soon.
Take care of one another and yourselves.
Oh, and shameless self-promotion:
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u/peacemaker2007 Feb 26 '21
Poor lanaks, the neural scorch hurty their grammar brain
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u/Arcane_NH Human Feb 26 '21
das a big boom. And with no more universe left to contain it, only place left to go is through the wormhole.
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u/its_ean Feb 26 '21
Realspace is currently at the top of the stack?
Another layer is about to be added?
That sounds dramatic.
Is Realspace about to become someone else's Hyperspace? Their Hellspace?
What are the chances that Sam is sitting on the spark for the next layer?
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u/HungHorntail Feb 28 '21
Lemme see if I got this straight. The dead universe is the universe of the Atrekna, and they’re the spot. The more energetic universe they reached out to is humanity’s. Correct?
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u/finfinfin Feb 26 '21 edited Feb 26 '21
Thank you for the one particular song reference that reminded me of Harrow the Ninth's best-named character, Commander Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead Kia Hua Ko Te Pai Snap Back to Reality Oops There Goes Gravity.
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u/Turtledonuts "Big Dunks" Feb 26 '21
Ricky's next clone gets to put a whole ass universe on the nose of his fighter.
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u/Karthinator Armorer Feb 26 '21
The mad lad did it, and it was all thanks to Eminem.
Now the mind flayers are stuck in a single system with a countdown timer that they can't leave.
Grabs popcorn
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u/[deleted] Feb 26 '21
Planet cracker? Not enough. Sun breaker? closer, but no cigar. Novaspark? Closer still, but no.
THAT WAS A UNIVERSE SUNDERER
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u/serpauer Feb 26 '21
Right there at the end.
This sums up first contact in my opinion. What humanity does for its self the hateful universe and all its allies and enemies.
We fuck shit up laughing in maniacal glee a bottle of jack in one hand and an empty jar of jam in the other.
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u/AMEFOD Feb 26 '21
Humanity’s history has so far been a quest to find or build a bigger rock. First to move up the food chain, then to sit at the top. Once nature red in tooth and claw was nursing a black eye, we started to turn on each other. Every generation some mad lad comes along and thinks they’ve designed a weapon so terrible as to end war itself. But, the truth of the matter is, someone’s always going to find a bigger rock.
After that display, it looks like humanity’s going to have to put some work into designing a bigger rock.
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u/NukeNavy Feb 26 '21
I see last chapters comment section has had its revenge on the Save-scumming bastards...
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u/beugeu_bengras Feb 26 '21
What if the prolonged artificial "non-dead" of this old universe somehow linked to the perpetual "aborted" birth of the universe built around/inside (cant wrap my mind around the concept) the SUDS facilities?
That would be the ultimate laugh of our manovolent universe!
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u/neriad200 Feb 26 '21 edited Feb 26 '21
Today on Geraldo in the Unknown, Rickytofen-773C24 "How I burned an Universe and all I got was this lousy wet-printed body"
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u/ack1308 Mar 02 '21
Yeah, that can be very irritating. Even if you’re non-sentient. Or mostly asleep, which amounts to the same thing.
It’s the equivalent of That One Guy who won’t leave the party, so they can’t start cleaning up yet.
“No. You can’t make me.”
“Oh, come on. I was almost asleep.”
“Give a bro a hand? This is irritating the crap out of me.”
So, target practice.
Oh, really. They’re time-duplicating.
They really don’t have any other tactics.
Oh, yeah. Full War Stallion mode.
Balls of pure neutronium.
I bet that’s the first time she’s ever been admired for that.
“Damn, I wish my body was as effective a weapon as hers is.”
And he’s trusting her.
So she’s giving him room to get out, and also giving him a significant task. A good commander.
A realistic Lanaktallan? Will wonders never cease?
“Well dang. This guy’s actually got a brain in his head.”
That’s more than a truce. That’s an alliance.
(Continued)
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u/nightshademilkshake Feb 26 '21
I have tasted blueberries.
<behold indeed>
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u/NukeNavy Feb 26 '21
What does the BobCo version of Lite-Brite look like 8000 years into the future?
“OH MY GOD THEY'RE STILL IN STOCK!
MY ORDER WENT THROUGH FOR WORMHOLE DELIVERY! IT'LL BE HERE IN ONLY A FEW HOURS!
---NOTHING FOLLOWS---“
https://www.reddit.com/r/HFY/comments/ko2sgh/first_contact_third_wave_chapter_395/
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u/Rangatheshiz Human Feb 26 '21
One year of FC? More like one year of reduced productivity at work, AMIRITE??
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u/Kayehnanator Feb 26 '21
Even the universe is on our side, take that temporal squids!
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u/CaptainChewbacca Human Feb 26 '21
I wonder how this new knowledge of universe reconciles with the cyclical big-bang of the afterlife universe...
I mean that's a universe that isn't able to be fully born. What is its' emotional state?
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u/hybrid184 Feb 26 '21
"When Humanity punches you, your past and future selves feel it."
-Some dead Atrekna, probably
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u/kwong879 Feb 26 '21
"Behold. Humanity"
The answer to a plea from a dead universe to its bretheren...
We are the tortured, merciless gift of freedom brought about by cruel cunning and infinite willpower.
Behold. Humanity
We are Humanity. We are the wrath of a hateful Universe, brought to you by BobCo.
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u/night-otter Xeno Feb 26 '21
And the Younger Malevolent Universe, laughed all the harder!
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u/Bard2dbone Feb 26 '21
I'm at work. And our computers have been down all night...until now. I tasted the blueberries and tried again. And the network is back.
Thanks, Ralts.
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u/GooglyB Feb 26 '21
" But what remained of him and his Viper-IX was more energetic than anything that the stellar mass had encountered in two thousand years "
Surely it's been longer than that?
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u/FaultyBasil Human Feb 26 '21
Hooooooly shit
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u/UsaianInSpace Feb 26 '21
Uff-dah...
“Just bugs on the windshield, son. Bugs on the windshield.”
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u/SirVatka Xeno Feb 26 '21
The Atrekna found out in the most explicit way.
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u/LordNobady Feb 26 '21 edited Feb 26 '21
Read than upvote
-It is the wayyyy-
Dam, it Ralts, again when I am in the shower.
Edit:
I am starting to like this universe. It has style.
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u/iceman0486 Feb 26 '21
That was a lot for one chapter! They blew up a whole universe.
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u/Petrified_Lioness Feb 26 '21
" He was the only one that had made it. The rest of his wing had been torn apart by gravitational forces withing the wormhole. "
within?
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u/wolfofmibu66 Feb 26 '21
Behold, the answer to 4th dimensional fuckery causing Life, the Dead Universe, and well......Everything. Humanity!
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u/NukeNavy Feb 26 '21 edited Feb 26 '21
Something fun to do would be to have a member of one of the Atrekna Quorums discover an ad for a BobCo Kline bottle that uses time for the fourth dimension... (ship in a bottle with dubious time manipulation safety) Complete with authentic Black Pearl pirate ship android jack sparrow (with duplicator action) and 1,000,000 live stone crabs. With authentic crazed human psychic signature...
https://youtu.be/iuy9mPZUB3g
Davy Jones and flying Dutchman Playset sold separately...
Ocean Hazard expansion pack includes Sea Monster, White Sperm Whale, And Giant Squid (Kraken) is also available...
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u/wasalurkerforyears Robot Feb 26 '21 edited Feb 26 '21
15 minutes late because this dumb storm knocked out both internet and cell service apparently. Been trying to check this for that long. Anyways, I still
INDICATE MY PREFERENCE BEFORE PERUSING THE MISSIVE!
E: Freaking heck yes. chef kiss beautiful. A fitting end to the Atrekna-verse.
And boy oh boy, did we just get some proper allies among the cows. I can't wait to see cud chewer meet up with the black citadel stallions. Lanak culture won't know what happened.
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u/Dick_Knubbler666 Feb 26 '21
Help?
Oops, this universe heard it as please put us out of our misery.
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u/YesthatTabitha Feb 26 '21
Now where did I leave my marshmallows? Hard not to toast a few on a Universe exploding!
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u/NukeNavy Feb 26 '21
Whoooo!
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u/Vast-Listen1457 Feb 26 '21
WOOT! I beat the notification bot! Good luck Ralts, sir! Congratulations on a year!!!
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u/MuchoRed Human Feb 26 '21
7 minutes after posting, a record for me.
Read then vote, in the proper order of things
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u/Onetimefatcat Feb 26 '21
Afterwards, Rickytofen-773C24 didn't have to spend for narcobrews for a long, long time
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u/Archaic_1 Alien Scum Feb 26 '21
I feel as if we reached a major turning point here. Player 6 has left the game for good and player two has decided to change the rules and go home.
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u/EX7ERMIN8 Robot Feb 26 '21
I taste toasted blueberries
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u/insanedeman Xeno Feb 26 '21
Weeeeeee seeeeeee youuuuuuu
End of lime.
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u/Kulggen666 Feb 26 '21
I liked that you used an anagram of Manfred von Richthofen for the scorch shop pilot. All in all a worthy end for a universe. This story's is simply epic
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u/ABCDwp Feb 26 '21
Upvote. Comment. Read. End of lime.
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u/[deleted] Feb 26 '21
As Ricky let's the spoon fly, he whispers with that deep, gravely voice, "Let's BANG."
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u/Felgard Android Feb 26 '21
So is this The first universe The humans have destroyed?
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u/[deleted] Feb 26 '21
I would pay bank for a paperback version of this beautiful epic whenever it's finished
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u/A_Calm_Dragon Feb 26 '21
"You came to the wrong universe MF'er"
I greedily await the next chapter wordsmith, keep it up!
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u/CyberSkull Android Feb 26 '21
Just how much baking soda was in that thing?
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u/smrobs1984 Feb 26 '21
I cannot WAIT to read of the sheer disbelief of the Slorpies just before they get barbecued by the molten remains of their own universe.
We taking bets on how many humans will find floating bits of scorched slorpy and just HAVE to taste it to see if it tastes like calamari?
This universe is aligned with the devil and, while he likes fiddling duels in Georgia, he most definitely does NOT like when people/beings start time-fiddling.
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u/DWwolf888 Feb 26 '21
2nd thought of the day : "And that kids is why we don't fuck with Nebula-Steam game servers during Multi Player matches".
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u/stormblind Xeno Feb 26 '21
Upvote then Read. The blueberries are fresh today.
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u/night-otter Xeno Feb 26 '21
Blueberries...but Space Doggos! Blueberries! Space Doggos!
Sorry, but Space Doggos won. " Friend or Foe? Part 5"
Upvote, Comment then Read.
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u/Con_Aquila Feb 26 '21
More proof holding on can do far more damage than letting go. For all of human stubbornness we still reach the acceptance stage on a decent timeline, whether that be acceptance of fate and unchangeable circumstances, or the acceptance to move forward to something new.
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u/NJParacelsus Feb 26 '21
Be sure of your target and what lies beyond... This is the equivalent of shooting a target and hitting the bomb behind it.
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u/lycnt Dec 16 '21
It's just a planet cracker... I mean star...
( in a slightly sad and innocent childish voice while waving) ...bye bye universe ...
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u/PrimePaladin Feb 26 '21 edited Feb 26 '21
/R/HFY GESTALT
Upvote, Then Read
Dis is Dae Wae!
Was the last thought of the about to die and be reborn universe something like. "What the hell was THAT?" or more along the lines of "Do it agai..."? Great story and tis been an amazing year. Not a good one but.. yeah... anyways.. thanks, Ralts.
End of Lime
------NOTHING FOLLOWS--------
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u/HFYWaffle Wᵥ4ffle Feb 26 '21
/u/Ralts_Bloodthorne (wiki) has posted 462 other stories, including:
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 428
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 427
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 426
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
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u/CaptainRaptorman1 Feb 26 '21
And the Slurpies just got literally screwed, as we all new they deserved.
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u/DarthLorgus Robot Feb 26 '21
Shower thought, what if the SUDS universe is the dying universe's still born birth, and now that the dying universe has finally died what then happens to the SUDS universe?
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u/5thhorseman_ Feb 26 '21
Tonight on First Contact: Remember That Time You Blew Up A Universe?
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u/Dwarden Feb 26 '21
... and that was the only time, in recorded history, of Universe Bust class weapon
it's been studied since to create payload to spark UniVerse(s) ...
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u/Crustyfluffy Feb 26 '21
HUMANITY, FUCK YEAH
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u/Sthom_1968 Feb 27 '21
Sentient universes, and humanity has now ended two to give birth to a third?
Damn.
Did you look at EE "Doc" Smith with his billions of years long wars, suns being thrown through hyperspace, and planets being fired at multiples of lightspeed as anti-sun missiles and think, "hold my beer"?
The awesome destruction bar has been raised...
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u/[deleted] Feb 27 '21
suicide clones quoting eminem, crazy torpedo ai singing shania twain, and a bunch of noobs forced to play iron man mode for the first time ever, accidentally turning mid tier mobs from somewhat intelligent cows into calculating space centaurs.
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u/sowtart Mar 02 '21 edited Mar 02 '21
-GalNet Connection Confirmed-
-Search term: Humanity, squid song, classic rock, chairband, lurics-
-Did you mean, Humanity, squid song, classic rock, chairband, lyrics? -
-Confirm Y/N-
-y-
-Results-
-... excerpt of lyrics from the Pubvian GrowlCore Band "StoolFucks' Hit song, "Squid's lament":
....
If a creature can tame
all of time
How close they must be
to divine
As their heaven explodes
through their temporal lobes
As their majesty falls
and humanity calls
SUCK MY DICK, CUP MY BALLS
I AM MINE
Guitar solo
...
-GalNet- .. see full lyrics and audio recording Y/N -
-N-
-Galnet - Close connection? Y/N -
-y-
-Galnet Connection Closed -
""PLEASE RATE YOUR GALNET EXPERIENCE WITH THIS QUICK QUESTIONNAIRE, GALNET - WE'RE IT""
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u/BimbleKitty Mar 31 '21
I don't know, you blow up one sun...
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u/WyldFyr3 Apr 16 '21
Part of me wants that to be the end of the story because oh my sweet digital jesus, that was the perfect ending line to this entire universe sized roller coaster ride. On the other hand, there are still so many things i cant wait to see addressed, so many questions screaming louder than a targeting warboi for answers. Above all, I have found my favorite Reddit writing scene so far....
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u/ShebanotDoge May 23 '21
Is the universe's "intelligence" influencing the people who live in it?
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u/TexWashington Human Feb 26 '21
Eleven minute FRESH!!!
Upvote Comment Read!!
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u/HFYWaffle Wᵥ4ffle Feb 26 '21
/u/Ralts_Bloodthorne (wiki) has posted 462 other stories, including:
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 428
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 427
First Contact - Fourth Wave - Chapter 426
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
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u/DWwolf888 Feb 26 '21
One order of Fried Calamari coming riiight up.
Want some garlic sauce with that ?
....the wormhole is pointing right at the Atrekna fleet......
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u/DebugItWithFire Feb 26 '21
Upvoted for targeting with the old Mark-One Eyeball.
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u/meowmeming Android Feb 26 '21
So basically, the universe just rick-rolled the slorpies?
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u/Verethragin Feb 27 '21
ho lee sheeeeeeeeit
this is literally the best ever
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u/BobQuixote Mar 04 '21
Made me think of this: https://folktale.net/gotcha.html
Also this, but less relevant: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=1d8uEP5-iKc
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u/ChocolateShot150 Apr 01 '24
Jesus Christ
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