It is by will alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of red bull that thoughts acquire speed, the lips acquire stains, the stains become a warning. It is by will alone I set my mind in motion.
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Dune 2000 - Attack of Arrakis
I have heard your suggestions and shall abide by them. We shall focus on defense and expansion within our own set territories. A small recon frigate is sent out to investigate the Elerian frontier system, the Saxon.
Tempting. A desert planet, with no star base in sight. A small fleet could capture it if necessary. Oh, except...we have to mount a ground invasion if we want to do that on Elerian colonies. How troublesome. No matter. Their empire pales in comparison to ours...
Curses. A small setback.
Magistrate Chug completes his terraforming project. Fellowship Prime is now upgraded to planetary classification type: Gaia, a lush fertile land. The Klackons have redeemed themselves. The papers will be instructed to advise the citizens accordingly. And now, back to more pressing concerns.
The last Klackon colony in Kholdan is ours. The Klackons are down to their last star system.
The poor colonists are relocated to be more productive.
Time for the finishing blow...
Unity is achieved. The Klackon minds has accepted True Unification. They have realized that there are certain roles that certain races must fulfill, and the Codex of Irrevocable Truth states this: They are fit for the role of the Servant, and we, the Hivemind, their Master.
We've armored ourselves. It's time to upgrade our aging fleets in Kholdan and Sol shipyards.
We will pursue self-betterment. With the Technology of Peace!
Oh, what's this? A small recon operations has rescued a grateful pilot. He will serve us well as a Commander of a fleet.
Refit operations have begun in both Kholdan and Sol systems...fleets are recalled.
Truly, who can defeat us? I look forward to the next Council election, where our empire will carry more votes and...
Milord, I have urgent news!
What is it, doctor?
Have you heard the latest galactic broadcast?
Hmm...
Impossible! Get me Magistrate Kirsus, we need to hold an emergency meeting NOW!
If this data is to be believed, the Elerian has successfully merged the Silicoid empire with theirs.
How is this possible? Over such a short time?
It is possible that both races have realized the futility of fighting one another and united themselves.
I find it hard to believe those rock creatures would submit to the Elerians. Still, how should we react? We are, technically, still at war with them.
Well. I would recommend caution, sir. They have large swathe of territories and resources at their disposal.
I recommend we strike the first blow. Saxon is relatively undefended, a small fleet of Transports protected by a larger fleet can take over the colony with little problem.
Our soldiers are not used to dealing with ground battles, Magistrate.
Irrelevant. We have superior productivity. A two to one odds would simply overwhelm them. Sol will feed the assault. Khaldon will build stronger weapons for the second push. Colonizations can wait. The longer we delay, the stronger they will become.
You've thought this through. Very well. Leave me be to decide. Computer, contact Trilarian Empire. Perhaps our allies can assist us in this war, in different ways, of course.
Knowing that the Trilarians are pacifists by nature, I decided to trade away some of our technologies for theirs. The cloning center would bring our younger colonies up to speed, while the Microlite Construction will improve our productivity.
Galactic Power Chart shifted. Alkari Empire grows stronger. Computer, open ship schematic design.
Magistrate Kirsus is right, I should use Sol System to fuel the primary assault, while Kholdan construct a heavier attack craft. A battleship-class should provide the necessary incline to finish the job.
Due to our limited fuel cell distance, we will have to establish an outpost closer to Saxon system before the fleet can attack.
Sol prepares the troop transports.
The voting ends with a deadlock once more.
The Honorable Alkari Empire grants us their 6 votes.
The Greedy Gnolams are apathetic and chose to abstain.
Our pacifist allies, the Trilarians gave us 4 votes.
The cat-like Mrrshans do not care for diplomatic protocols and abstain.
Myranmar, the Queen Bitch of Elerian plunged 11 votes for herself.
That leaves me with 8 votes for myself, plus 10 from my allies.
No progress has been made so far...
But we'll change that soon as we set forth from Zona outpost.
Battleship Incline sets forth from Kholdan.
Meanwhile the Trilarian and Alkari Empire begins war. It is unknown who fired the first shot.
A lone Elerian battleship stood guard over Saxon.
It would've been a fine prize if it hadn't retreated.
We cannot employ mind controls against these telepathic bitches, we will have to invade.
For the first time, the Hivemind is forced to shed blood on soil...humiliating.
The defenders have inflicted small casualties, but we are successful.
An Elerian Battleship launched a sneak attack at Fellowship Prime but was driven away by the Star Base.
Additional Troop Transports sets off from Sol system the Elerian homeworld, Draconis system.
The Incline approaches.
Engage.
We cannot lose. Unleash the soldiers! Claim glory in the name of The Authority!
That's the last drop, transport returning to orbit.
Thank you, Brother. It is our turn to serve, now. Command us, oh Great One!
My soldiers, I command you to claim this planet in the name of the Hivemind!
We hear your Voice and obey!
Brothers, onwards!
The enemy has set their machines upon us! Come forth, rocket troopers!
Excellent, ensure your sacrifices are not in vain, destroy the enemy's command center!
Beware the harvester, Brothers. Do not be crushed under its weight!
We have pierced the enemy base perimeters! Beginning attack! Ya-houuuuwhhh!
Excellent.
We celebrate this victory by unlocking the secrets of Astro University and Neural Scanners.
We will now invest in Holo Simulators to improve our workforce's morale.
The Elerians have lost their seat of power and is now forced to retreat into once-Silicoid core systems.
Relocating a population this large will prove problematic...and Elerians aren't really remarkable workers. This will have to wait.
We pushed onwards to the next Elerian system, leaving a token force to guard over Draconis.
Bootes is a good prize. Lightly guarded too, those fools were really unprepared.
Our soldiers have captured enemy technology among the colony's databanks!
Celebrations are in order...we've pushed the Elerian back further. It's time to stop.
Oh, hello, friend. Our war is going well, how is yours?
Hmm. This is a very bad call to make. If we do that, the Alkari will have no problem attacking our weaker Klackon systems. I am sorry friend, perhaps if we may assist you in other ways...
Tsk. So be it. We will stand alone.
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