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Let's Face the Antarans! (MoO2) -The End- The Master Race -
- Thread starter RK47
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Hellraiser
Arcane
Going after the Antarans already? Incoming rape 
Rabidredneck
Liturgist
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tindrli said:
It is possible, but it's damn hard. Your military tech needs to be pretty advanced, but ultimately it's down to luck if you can capture the ship before they set off teh self destruct. If you can pull it off, the tech you can recover from it is pretty sweet.
Looking forward to the hivemind vs. the guardian.
Desmodus Rotundus
Augur
tindrli said:
It's possible, you just need to have high ground combat.
Music: Tiberian Dawn - March to Doom
As you can see, the two scout ships are ready to be sent into the gate.
And this will lead us straight to the alien homeworld?
Yes. We're really anxious about sending a probe through when the gate isn't completely ready. We don't want to alarm them.
I see. You've made a wise decision, Magistrate Kirsus. Prepare the Gateway for activation!
Anus Pounder Squad, please prepare for launch.
This is Anus Leader, we're ready. Pre-flight checks complete.
Capture all data is possible. Godspeed. Emperor's Grace be with you.
My life for the cause. Engaging Jump drive!
Hm. No anomalies, they've made it through the gate. Video feed online.
Command, I have live feed uploaded. Antares on screen. Beginning my recon op. Wait, what the fu- where's my wingman?
Anus Leader, report! What do you see?
I see...I..
Did we get anything?
His last attacker gave only a smidgen of data. Computer identified it as a 'Particle Beam'. Spatial Compressors...hmm. I am quite unfamiliar with these technological concepts.
Do you think our fleet is ready?
Doubtful. Our lightest ship isn't able to make the first move before they were vaporized. Please reconsider, our technological gaps will take decades to close.
Sigh...very well. I retire to my chambers. Triple your research efforts, with the war over, I authorize the reduction of workforce in pursuit of science.
The first force field technology is a joke and is completely impractical in the field. But it's a small step towards bigger things.
Our soldiers will be better equipped. These anti-grav harnesses will allow them to be more agile.
These winged troopers will allow us to have the higher ground in combat. I've prepared a live demonstration.
GDI Training Facility, Sol Prime
Looks cumbersome.
The jumpjets will take time to get to full thrust, but they are able to traverse terrains which most infantry can't.
Also, they can also fire their guns from mid air, using the sun as the enemy's blind spot.
Impressive. Continue, Magistrate. Ah, one moment I will have to take this message.
What is our next step, Magistrate?
Originally, I had planned to further our research into stronger shields, but it's too small to be of any use against the Antarans Particle Cannon, better spend the time developing a Planetary Radiation Shield instead. This should allow radiated planets like Sol Prime to terraform itself into a full-blown Terran planet.
Proceed then.
Let's see how you like this, Gnolams. Computer, get me Mentat Cyric.
I hear your call, my Emperor. What is your order?
Take your fleet to Gnolam space and convince them to join the GDI.
At once, milord.
Good. What's next?
To improve our chances of capturing these invader's ships, we must improve our Fremen's battle capability even further. On top of the anti-grav harness, they will also be equipped with a personal shield to deflect...
I know perfectly what a shield is, Magistrate. Proceed, I have to take this call. What is it, Ambassador?
It's about time, Ambassador. I'm activating my GDI fleet. We shall not betray your trust again! One Vision, One Purpose.
Magistrate Kirsus, come, we must develop a different sort of weapons to counter these Alkaris' piloting skills.
Indeed, the Alkari is a winged race, and is capable of flight years after birth. This familiarity with flight enhances spatial awareness, tripling their defensive maneuvers capability over our pilots.
Yes, I am quite aware of that. Your proposal to counter this?
We clip their wings.
I like it. Get me Alpha Protocol. Divert their efforts towards the Alkari empire. I want all front line planets to start building the next generation fleet.
Stardate 3533.3
The GDI-Alkari War begins, the odds are stacked in our favor.
And this will lead us straight to the alien homeworld?
I see. You've made a wise decision, Magistrate Kirsus. Prepare the Gateway for activation!
Did we get anything?
Do you think our fleet is ready?
Sigh...very well. I retire to my chambers. Triple your research efforts, with the war over, I authorize the reduction of workforce in pursuit of science.
The first force field technology is a joke and is completely impractical in the field. But it's a small step towards bigger things.
Our soldiers will be better equipped. These anti-grav harnesses will allow them to be more agile.
GDI Training Facility, Sol Prime
Looks cumbersome.
Impressive. Continue, Magistrate. Ah, one moment I will have to take this message.
What is our next step, Magistrate?
Proceed then.
Let's see how you like this, Gnolams. Computer, get me Mentat Cyric.
Take your fleet to Gnolam space and convince them to join the GDI.
Good. What's next?
I know perfectly what a shield is, Magistrate. Proceed, I have to take this call. What is it, Ambassador?
It's about time, Ambassador. I'm activating my GDI fleet. We shall not betray your trust again! One Vision, One Purpose.
Magistrate Kirsus, come, we must develop a different sort of weapons to counter these Alkaris' piloting skills.
Yes, I am quite aware of that. Your proposal to counter this?
I like it. Get me Alpha Protocol. Divert their efforts towards the Alkari empire. I want all front line planets to start building the next generation fleet.
Stardate 3533.3
The GDI-Alkari War begins, the odds are stacked in our favor.
anus_pounder
Arcane
The incline just keeps going.
Music: Dune 2000 - Harkonnen Battle
I'm afraid it's true sir, recon and scans confirmed Alkari fleet is making their first move at our borders. Two fleets incoming towards Saxon and Draconis system, ETA 1-2 months.
Sigh. The Gnolams have distracted me. Our main fleet cannot leave subspace jump on the other side of the galaxy, we'll have to make do with what we have. How is the production of the Bene Gesserit-class battleship on Draconis IV?
Still 6 months from completion, milord.
How much funds must we pump in to get suppliers and any smuggler connections to transport the necessary materials?
Around..uh... 2778 Billion Credits...
Computer, authorize funding. *presses finger against the pad.* Transfer complete, make it happen, doctor. *Hands over the pad.*
At once!
So much chaos as our newly formed fleets start regrouping...
I hope this pays off...
Launch assault shuttles! For the Imperium!
They will serve well as defense. Get a crew in that ship.
This is the main fleet, we have arrived in Gnolam space and has exited sub-space. What shall be our course of action?
Split into the fleet into three and following designated waypoints.
Should we not rush over to defend Draconis?
You won't make it in time, Mentat. Now move.
Oh, this one's big. But we've got some new ships ready...just watch and see, birdman.
Scans complete. Dreadwing VIII identified as the enemy's flagship.
Prioritize its capture over everything else. Instruct the fighter garrisons to scramble and take out the small cruisers and frigates first. While the missile base as well as star base distribute appropriate fire among the enemy fleet.
Orders acknowledged. To battle!
This is Stilgar Cruisers, we've launched our assault shuttles permission to jump, Emperor?
Negative. Stand your ground.
Sir? We're unarmed. Enemy are scrambling their interceptors, we won't make it if we stay any longer!
Precisely why you should stay. Your sacrifices to catch the missile volleys and fighters will enable the star base and surface missile battery to last longer. Not to mention the detonation of your ship may engulf their interceptors in the process. Carry out your orders pilot!
I...I understand, sir. One vision, One purpose!
Milord, I've lost my wingman. Thrusters non-functional. Hull at 33%. It's been an honor, sir.
C'mon...
YES!
Command, this is Star Base Saxon, our interceptors just destroyed an enemy cruiser!
We have slain the enemy commander and seized his ship. Your orders, my Emperor?
Kill them all.
Yeah, put that in your pipe and smoke it!
Star Base Saxon here, we've repelled the boarders, they blew up one of our guns and launchers, but we're okay.
Another two birds down!
Is that all you got, huh?!
My Emperor, we have taken heavy damage. Do you still wish us to proceed?
My faithful warriors, you have battled all you can today. Your names will be engraved on the stone of Saxon tribunal. Your children will want for naught.
Understood. We're setting the reactor core to critical to engulf the surrounding hostile interceptors.
Long live the fighters!
Command! All enemy ships down. The last cruiser is disabled, we're moving in to capture it. Peace through power! Long Live the Emperor!
Excellent.
We've surpassed our limitations, but can we go further than that?
Moar.
Leave, Galis. And never return. Go, manage your corporations, I have no need for your services. Ever.
The GDI stood resolute after repeated attacks as they make their move towards Alkari space from another front.
Your majesty, just want to report, we've spotted 9 Alkari Troop Transports over orbit, they must've expected us to fold after their last attack. We're going to blow it out of the sky.
Proceed.
Milord, the Council calls for meeting.
Oh? Really? Is the Alkari in attendance?
Surprisingly, yes.
Dispatch the honor guards. Ready my shuttle.
Peace through Power.
The road has been a long one, we've truly ascended. We've embraced diversity and prevailed.
Each one will know its place...
As I rule above...
..all.
338 Years after the Hivemind emerged from the Sol Civil War, they have stood triumphant as the elected authority over the Galaxy.
A reign of peace last for centuries, with diversity, comes strength as many races are united to fill each specialized roles.
The Elerians were originally slated as social workers, but slowly, they've regained their freedom and were given more diplomatic roles. A few trusted ones were allowed to become fighter pilots, but ever fewer were promoted to commanding roles. The majority of the galaxy however, were very surprised when the Matriarchs decided to open the Sisterhood of Intellectual Lusts in Draconis IV. A local fanboy club was formed, calling themselves the Codex. Its followers, Codexians, continue to be the subject of derision of many mainstream critics who claimed their thirst for such lusts are old fashioned and outdated. A forum war ensued between the Elder Data forums and the Codexians which ended with the moderators banning Codexians who invaded their forums and filtering out the word 'Codex' with 'We love Elder Data'.
The Alkaris have proven themselves the best pilots in the galaxy and were assigned to squadron wings to safeguard GDI space. With the combined technology of the Trilarian Engineering and Hivemind Targeting System, they form the elite Squadron dubbed the Golden Talons.
Eventually many of these marksmen grew bored with non-challenging space combat in galaxy which they complained were 'imbalanced, too reliant the player's skills favor' and decided to try their hands at other things, like the sensational return of turn based combat simulators from almost a millennium ago. They were pleasantly entertained and came in their feathers when the recently released Mondblut Combat Simulation Software 'Citadel of Ethereal Malevolence' trounced their level 2 parties with giant lizards who swallowed their warriors whole and created a turd which poisoned their clerics with a save against 97 or death.
The Trilarian research division continue to unlock the secrets of the Galaxy under their technocratic leader, the Technology of Peace being their rallying cry. Today, many colonies undergo Gaia transformations in annual basis. Save for a few Toxic planets, inhabitable planet is a thing of the past.
A tragic shift in their culture occurred however when one of the Trilarians discovered an old copy of the Hivemind's electronic novel dubbed 'Ika Ika - Musume Chan Mai Waifuu Edition' Since then, many younger Trilarians have partaken in a more...inter-racial approach to their daily lives. The galaxy will never be the same again.
The Klackons have drowned themselves into the passion of their work. Assimilated into a dominant workforce that no other race can compete, they continue to be in high demand, it is said that no other productive force in the galaxy demands lesser pay and delivers more output than the Klackon themselves. For them, work is reward itself. A Klackon once interviewed stated with a monotonous tone that 'retirement is a death sentence to our race.'
Attempts to put them into the field of software entertainment design (a popular, booming industry) have been less successful. The mainstream tore the latest 'Klackon Fortress' software release apart and declared it 'unplayable, unfun, and has no reason to exist.' Klackon Lead Developer of the software, P'arr A'dox defended their decision to make the game play by itself, stating 'The more time we have for work, the better. Longer games tend to be unfinished. And when I return, I forget what I was doing.'
The Gnolams Merchant Consortium finally opened their trade across the galaxy, attempts to monopolize the market in the new GDI order has been very unsuccessful. Thwarted by the Hivemind's elite covert ops and telepathic market watchers, the little Gnolams finally agreed to fair trade practices and resorted to plain, old aggressive bargaining skills. Even so, the biggest Gnolams Software corporation, Economic Arts continues to buy up small, talented studios, to produce annual software packages that offers additonal content at 'reasonable prices'. Their latest acquisition, The Obsidian Tower was tasked with the development of 'Age of Torment: Decadence' which was expected to draw in the hardcore crowd of entertainment software with thousands of choices and consequences, branching romance, and epic storyline and over 100 Terra byte of Holographic animations. Turn based combat is not yet confirmed at this time.
The Hivemind holds the galactic council in tight control and the largest fleet. They possess the drive to set things right and suffer no deviation from their code of Brotherhood, no matter the cost. An elite commando unit, employed as independent agents of the Emperor was formed, blurring the line between black and white. They are only spoken in hushed tones, executing assignments sometimes on their own volition to preserve the stability of the galaxy. This order of galactic knights call themselves Grey Specters with their initiation rite taking place in a secret moon somewhere in the Sol System. It was said that the recruits drink the blood of Antarans during the induction ceremony.
One Vision, One Purpose.
The End
Sigh. The Gnolams have distracted me. Our main fleet cannot leave subspace jump on the other side of the galaxy, we'll have to make do with what we have. How is the production of the Bene Gesserit-class battleship on Draconis IV?
How much funds must we pump in to get suppliers and any smuggler connections to transport the necessary materials?
Computer, authorize funding. *presses finger against the pad.* Transfer complete, make it happen, doctor. *Hands over the pad.*
So much chaos as our newly formed fleets start regrouping...
I hope this pays off...
Launch assault shuttles! For the Imperium!
They will serve well as defense. Get a crew in that ship.
Split into the fleet into three and following designated waypoints.
You won't make it in time, Mentat. Now move.
Oh, this one's big. But we've got some new ships ready...just watch and see, birdman.
Prioritize its capture over everything else. Instruct the fighter garrisons to scramble and take out the small cruisers and frigates first. While the missile base as well as star base distribute appropriate fire among the enemy fleet.
Negative. Stand your ground.
Precisely why you should stay. Your sacrifices to catch the missile volleys and fighters will enable the star base and surface missile battery to last longer. Not to mention the detonation of your ship may engulf their interceptors in the process. Carry out your orders pilot!
C'mon...
YES!
Kill them all.
My faithful warriors, you have battled all you can today. Your names will be engraved on the stone of Saxon tribunal. Your children will want for naught.
Excellent.
We've surpassed our limitations, but can we go further than that?
Moar.
Leave, Galis. And never return. Go, manage your corporations, I have no need for your services. Ever.
The GDI stood resolute after repeated attacks as they make their move towards Alkari space from another front.
Proceed.
Oh? Really? Is the Alkari in attendance?
Dispatch the honor guards. Ready my shuttle.
Peace through Power.
The road has been a long one, we've truly ascended. We've embraced diversity and prevailed.
Each one will know its place...
As I rule above...
..all.
338 Years after the Hivemind emerged from the Sol Civil War, they have stood triumphant as the elected authority over the Galaxy.
A reign of peace last for centuries, with diversity, comes strength as many races are united to fill each specialized roles.
The Elerians were originally slated as social workers, but slowly, they've regained their freedom and were given more diplomatic roles. A few trusted ones were allowed to become fighter pilots, but ever fewer were promoted to commanding roles. The majority of the galaxy however, were very surprised when the Matriarchs decided to open the Sisterhood of Intellectual Lusts in Draconis IV. A local fanboy club was formed, calling themselves the Codex. Its followers, Codexians, continue to be the subject of derision of many mainstream critics who claimed their thirst for such lusts are old fashioned and outdated. A forum war ensued between the Elder Data forums and the Codexians which ended with the moderators banning Codexians who invaded their forums and filtering out the word 'Codex' with 'We love Elder Data'.
The Alkaris have proven themselves the best pilots in the galaxy and were assigned to squadron wings to safeguard GDI space. With the combined technology of the Trilarian Engineering and Hivemind Targeting System, they form the elite Squadron dubbed the Golden Talons.
Eventually many of these marksmen grew bored with non-challenging space combat in galaxy which they complained were 'imbalanced, too reliant the player's skills favor' and decided to try their hands at other things, like the sensational return of turn based combat simulators from almost a millennium ago. They were pleasantly entertained and came in their feathers when the recently released Mondblut Combat Simulation Software 'Citadel of Ethereal Malevolence' trounced their level 2 parties with giant lizards who swallowed their warriors whole and created a turd which poisoned their clerics with a save against 97 or death.
The Trilarian research division continue to unlock the secrets of the Galaxy under their technocratic leader, the Technology of Peace being their rallying cry. Today, many colonies undergo Gaia transformations in annual basis. Save for a few Toxic planets, inhabitable planet is a thing of the past.
A tragic shift in their culture occurred however when one of the Trilarians discovered an old copy of the Hivemind's electronic novel dubbed 'Ika Ika - Musume Chan Mai Waifuu Edition' Since then, many younger Trilarians have partaken in a more...inter-racial approach to their daily lives. The galaxy will never be the same again.
The Klackons have drowned themselves into the passion of their work. Assimilated into a dominant workforce that no other race can compete, they continue to be in high demand, it is said that no other productive force in the galaxy demands lesser pay and delivers more output than the Klackon themselves. For them, work is reward itself. A Klackon once interviewed stated with a monotonous tone that 'retirement is a death sentence to our race.'
Attempts to put them into the field of software entertainment design (a popular, booming industry) have been less successful. The mainstream tore the latest 'Klackon Fortress' software release apart and declared it 'unplayable, unfun, and has no reason to exist.' Klackon Lead Developer of the software, P'arr A'dox defended their decision to make the game play by itself, stating 'The more time we have for work, the better. Longer games tend to be unfinished. And when I return, I forget what I was doing.'
The Gnolams Merchant Consortium finally opened their trade across the galaxy, attempts to monopolize the market in the new GDI order has been very unsuccessful. Thwarted by the Hivemind's elite covert ops and telepathic market watchers, the little Gnolams finally agreed to fair trade practices and resorted to plain, old aggressive bargaining skills. Even so, the biggest Gnolams Software corporation, Economic Arts continues to buy up small, talented studios, to produce annual software packages that offers additonal content at 'reasonable prices'. Their latest acquisition, The Obsidian Tower was tasked with the development of 'Age of Torment: Decadence' which was expected to draw in the hardcore crowd of entertainment software with thousands of choices and consequences, branching romance, and epic storyline and over 100 Terra byte of Holographic animations. Turn based combat is not yet confirmed at this time.
The Hivemind holds the galactic council in tight control and the largest fleet. They possess the drive to set things right and suffer no deviation from their code of Brotherhood, no matter the cost. An elite commando unit, employed as independent agents of the Emperor was formed, blurring the line between black and white. They are only spoken in hushed tones, executing assignments sometimes on their own volition to preserve the stability of the galaxy. This order of galactic knights call themselves Grey Specters with their initiation rite taking place in a secret moon somewhere in the Sol System. It was said that the recruits drink the blood of Antarans during the induction ceremony.
One Vision, One Purpose.
The End
Desmodus Rotundus
Augur
One little correction for my earlier statement, targeting computer doesn't actually take up space, had forgotten about that :S
edit: Aaand the game is finished while I typed the above message, nicely done, great ending slides
edit: Aaand the game is finished while I typed the above message, nicely done, great ending slides
Multiple Sarcasm
Arcane
- Joined
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- 3,181
Although, I was looking forward to watching you conquer the galaxy (including Orion and Antares) with some end-game tech.
Hellraiser
Arcane
Although galactic conquest is the only true victory condition the rest are bullshit easy compared to it.
Music : Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood - Countdown
Good evening, 47. We have located an Alkari sympathizer cell blending in with the crowd at the Council Alliance celebrations. Naturally, the Authority would not want any Hivemind citizens to feel sympathy for the lesser races, mental conditioning is necessary to bend the wills of the lesser minds, but some...are harder to influence than others. You are authorized to terminate them before they can carry out an assassination against a prominent Hivemind community leader.
Here are the photographs of the targets:
Mark Purayah II, is the mastermind of this operation. He should be heavily guarded. Terminate him, and you may delay their plans tonight, but you MUST find and intercept both his triggerman, Raymond Kulinsky and the scout, Angelina Mason. Intelligence indicate that they are moving in funds tonight through a courier. Follow the package to their hideout. Kulinsky is rumored to be the sniper in this operation, seek him on high grounds. He should be largely stationary. Mason is harder to find, she is always on the move. Be warned, law enforcements are also on hand to monitor the situation. They aren't informed of your operation in this area, should you be exposed, they will attempt to subdue you. Use the crowd to blend in and find the perfect opportunity to strike. Any questions?
None. I'm going in.
Best of luck, 47. One Purpose, One Vision.
The package is on the move. I'm on its tail.
Bird's nest confirmed. Proceeding to higher ground.
Weapon assembly completed. Taking aim.
Subject carrying communication device. Proceeding with termination of Mark Purayah II.
Terminated. Packing weapon.
Target Mason located. Awaiting opportunity to strike.
Conditions optimal. Terminating with concealed pistol.
Successful.
Communications device retrieved. Map updated with Kulinsky's location.
Commencing disposal of evidence.
Final target's hideout located. Moving in.
Infiltration through rear entrance.
Successful.
Target on sights. Executing.
Mission complete.
Well done, 47. The Authority will be pleased.
Good evening, 47. We have located an Alkari sympathizer cell blending in with the crowd at the Council Alliance celebrations. Naturally, the Authority would not want any Hivemind citizens to feel sympathy for the lesser races, mental conditioning is necessary to bend the wills of the lesser minds, but some...are harder to influence than others. You are authorized to terminate them before they can carry out an assassination against a prominent Hivemind community leader.
Here are the photographs of the targets:
Mark Purayah II, is the mastermind of this operation. He should be heavily guarded. Terminate him, and you may delay their plans tonight, but you MUST find and intercept both his triggerman, Raymond Kulinsky and the scout, Angelina Mason. Intelligence indicate that they are moving in funds tonight through a courier. Follow the package to their hideout. Kulinsky is rumored to be the sniper in this operation, seek him on high grounds. He should be largely stationary. Mason is harder to find, she is always on the move. Be warned, law enforcements are also on hand to monitor the situation. They aren't informed of your operation in this area, should you be exposed, they will attempt to subdue you. Use the crowd to blend in and find the perfect opportunity to strike. Any questions?
Best of luck, 47. One Purpose, One Vision.
Well done, 47. The Authority will be pleased.
Now you mix Hitman into it? Awesome game overdose 
Also, congratulations on completing the game!
Also, congratulations on completing the game!
Music: Hitman 2 - 47 Makes a Decision
So..all of you, have elected ME. As the Supreme Authority over the Galaxy?
You have bested us in battle. We may have our differences, but that is of the past. Lead us to glory.
You've proven yourself honorable in our alliance. We cannot deny that you are the galaxy's best and brightest.
Well, where's the profit in wars? Am I right? Let's get along and do some business, yes?
I have uploaded the digital copy of the Council Agreement regarding the Supreme Authority of the Galaxy. Please sign it.
Wha-
We were not informed of this...but we shall listen...
*Says nothing as his eyes narrow.*
The Council members gaze at each other after reading it. None made the move to sign it.
We are...disappointed.
Lunacy! How can we accept such a deal!
We may have been defeated, but we wish to retain our dignity. We refuse. How can we allow no limit of the same candidate re-elections? You nearly own two-thirds of the galaxy!
The limitation of alien fleet sizes, save yours is harsh...we cannot fathom why you would do this. Have you no trust with your allies?
No colonial expansion without your authority? Pah! Might as well tell us to give away monthly tributes!
Gentlemen...I will give you. One. Last. Chance. Sign.
The galaxy has no need for tyrant like you! If you do not take this Council seriously, we will band together and resist!
Disappointed. We are. Extremely. Consider the GDI...dissolved if you insist upon such course.
I'm hedging my bets, human. And it ain't on your table! I'm out!
So be it. 47?
Wait, that man..is not the Authority?
Acknowledged.
The figure turned and fired his twin revolvers. The liquid tank holding the Trilarian Emperor shatters, the miserable creature gurgled as his life signs failed. The hapless Gnolam Emperor engaged his anti-grav harness, only to be met with a bullet between the eyes. The assassin turned towards the Alkari Emperor, Tak Tochno, only to hear the sound of shattering glass. The winged creature takes flight, away from the Council chambers.
A regrettable outcome. Ah, incoming message from the fleeing prey...
Stardate 3533.8
The surviving Alkari Emperor rallied the leaderless Trilarian and Gnolam Empire under one banner and prepare themselves to make their final stand. They have adopted the 'True' GDI symbol as their rallying cry against the tyranny and oppression of the Hivemind.
They have perverted our former cause and turned it into theirs. The Trilarian fleet assembled with the remnants of the Alkari counterparts as well as Gnolams to prepare for a desperate assault.
To this atrocity, we shall respond in kind. With One Vision, One Purpose!
Peace. Unity. Brotherhood. There shall be no more falsehoods. The Truth shall be revealed in this battle.
They cannot match my faithful soldiers in battle.
Now, face the fury of the Brotherhood!
The shattered galaxy cower in fear as we descend upon Trilarian homeworld.
GDI weapons, turned against them. A common sight.
Be free. Become one of us.
Hasten their destruction.
We will never stop until Peace and Unity is achieved. The final war finishes its opening move.
The GDI forces have lost two systems to the earlier Brotherhood attacks. Their fleet will not be able to cover their whole territory. I expect no offensives from them in the near future. Unless, if there's any surprises left in them?
The Council members gaze at each other after reading it. None made the move to sign it.
So be it. 47?
The figure turned and fired his twin revolvers. The liquid tank holding the Trilarian Emperor shatters, the miserable creature gurgled as his life signs failed. The hapless Gnolam Emperor engaged his anti-grav harness, only to be met with a bullet between the eyes. The assassin turned towards the Alkari Emperor, Tak Tochno, only to hear the sound of shattering glass. The winged creature takes flight, away from the Council chambers.
A regrettable outcome. Ah, incoming message from the fleeing prey...
Stardate 3533.8
The surviving Alkari Emperor rallied the leaderless Trilarian and Gnolam Empire under one banner and prepare themselves to make their final stand. They have adopted the 'True' GDI symbol as their rallying cry against the tyranny and oppression of the Hivemind.
They have perverted our former cause and turned it into theirs. The Trilarian fleet assembled with the remnants of the Alkari counterparts as well as Gnolams to prepare for a desperate assault.
To this atrocity, we shall respond in kind. With One Vision, One Purpose!
Peace. Unity. Brotherhood. There shall be no more falsehoods. The Truth shall be revealed in this battle.
They cannot match my faithful soldiers in battle.
Now, face the fury of the Brotherhood!
The shattered galaxy cower in fear as we descend upon Trilarian homeworld.
GDI weapons, turned against them. A common sight.
Be free. Become one of us.
Hasten their destruction.
We will never stop until Peace and Unity is achieved. The final war finishes its opening move.
The GDI forces have lost two systems to the earlier Brotherhood attacks. Their fleet will not be able to cover their whole territory. I expect no offensives from them in the near future. Unless, if there's any surprises left in them?
Stardate 3535.2
Cornered. Its wings clipped. The GDI awaits its fate on the tiny, desolate planet of Lora Prime. Its 3 million inhabitants awaits utter annihilation as the news of their last fleet destroyed, and colony captured.
Sir, it is done. The war is over. We are victorious.
Over? Far from it, doctor. Magistrate Kirsus? Are the preparations ready?
Yes, Master. We have pinpointed the location of the fabled planet - Orion. Our fleet is regrouping at Trilar system as we speak.
Excellent, and the stolen GDI technologies?
We've cracked most of them. Our agents are still working to infiltrate their last database in Lora Prime and grasp what they can..it's mostly outdated techs at this point, though.
Proceed anyway. I want that last colony spared to witness our greatness and beg us to take them in.
Witness our might, as we master...Orion!
Guardian neutralized. We're moving into orbit...scanning surface...we found something!
Our prize.
Most pleasing. With this, we can develop newer, more powerful gun ships and end the Antaran threat once and for all.
Why wait, Magistrate?
Surely you would wait for the refitting of particle beams to complete within years? It is much too early to strike now.
Why waste time, Magistrate?
Very well, Master. The dimension gate is powered and ready.
To victory, brothers!
Command, we're through! Engaging Antaran defenses now!
Finally, we have arrived.
Cornered. Its wings clipped. The GDI awaits its fate on the tiny, desolate planet of Lora Prime. Its 3 million inhabitants awaits utter annihilation as the news of their last fleet destroyed, and colony captured.
Over? Far from it, doctor. Magistrate Kirsus? Are the preparations ready?
Excellent, and the stolen GDI technologies?
Proceed anyway. I want that last colony spared to witness our greatness and beg us to take them in.
Witness our might, as we master...Orion!
Our prize.
Why wait, Magistrate?
Why waste time, Magistrate?
To victory, brothers!
Finally, we have arrived.
Hellraiser
Arcane
DEATH TO THE ANTARANS AND THEIR GDI LAPDOGS!
PEACE THROUGH POWER!
PEACE THROUGH POWER!
anus_pounder
Arcane
Galactic Unification ending is of course the superior ending, but kicking antaran ass is several kinds of awesome. Do continue.
Remain calm. Target the two smaller ships accompanying the Harbinger. While the Assault Shuttles will capture the Star Fortress.
This should be sufficient firepower...
Can't be helped...
Just wait for the shuttles...
Shuttles. ETA!
Focus your firepower on the star fortress. It. Must. Fall!
Stay the course.
I...very well. Jump-drives reactivated. Return to our system.
...I want a casualty report once you return.
The Hivemind's glory was denied as the once proud fleet was reduced to a handful of battleships. Ah well, back to the drawing board.
Hellraiser
Arcane
Delicious rape
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