Attempting to Subvert the Plan: Dominion Edition
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[X] A series of mock combat exercises where team leaders are randomly swapped with their counterparts from other departments
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[X] A string of paired-off wilderness survival exercises, where each partner must extend trust to the other
Sinsystems
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[X] A series of mock combat exercises where team leaders are randomly swapped with their counterparts from other departments
[X] A series of mock combat exercises where team leaders are randomly swapped with their counterparts from other departments
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Lean on Me is in the lead. I do have one big objection, that the swapping die results thing will make doing the math posts a tad more complicated. Please don't give me more work.
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If some random dude doesn't haul up a very particular pre-digital-era tune as the (un)official song of TRUST, I will be very sad and disappointed at the missed opportunity.
THE ONLY REWARD FOR GOOD WORK IS MORE WORK!
THE ONLY REWARD FOR GOOD WORK IS MORE WORK!
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grimely
Twink Death Sufferer
"Well Mengsk, you were right," Chuck said with a peal of laughter, before suddenly cutting himself off with a frown. He stared deep into his bathroom mirror, face dour. "No, that's all wrong. Carla, what have I got wrong?" he asked, calling out to his wife.
"Too much laughter. You want enough to let him know you're relieved, but not so much that he thinks you're mocking him. Try the chuckle, he likes your chuckle," she replied from their bedroom, not even looking up from the book she was reading. Things had changed in the Horner household, and she wasn't quite sure what to make of it. This was the first time she read a book he recommended to her.
The Chancellor gripped the sink as he tested out chuckling instead, the seriousness on his face dipping just a bit. "Something's still a bit off. It's too stiff."
"You only call him Mengsk when something's wrong, he'll think you're trying to soften bad news, and then wonder what you're hiding from him when you don't give him any," his wife said absentmindedly. The strangest part was that the book was academic, an unvarnished history of the Confederacy that had been written decades ago in Umoja but only recently allowed to be published. It helped that it glorified Angus she supposed, but this was... not her husband's typical fare of literature, when he could be bothered to read at all.
"Mengsk... Mengsk Mengsk Mengsk Mengsk.... Well I can't call him Arcturus, not unless I've got Jimmy's head on a platter for him," Chuck grumbled, trying to think what to call him instead, rattling through his memories. "Wait. I think I've got it," he said after a moment, straightening up and staring himself in the mirror again. "Well Chief, you were right," he said with a short chuckle, before once again cutting the levity short his shoulders slumped. "Still wrong. Chief just doesn't sit right," he groused.
From the other room, Carla marked her place in her book and set it aside before rummaging about in her nightstand, bringing forth an old fashioned notepad with real paper. "Let's see, chief," she murmured, rapidly skimming her notes as she flipped through the pages. "Here it is, you called him chief last August. He frowned. You had me circle 'no chief'," she said, tilting the penciled in note and the broad circle around it towards the bathroom door, not that Chuck could see.
"No chief then, got it. What's worked before?"
At first the only reply was the soft rustling of pages as Carla looked over the past three years worth of notes, clucking her tongue as she zeroed in on relevant entries. "Bud, buddy, pal, et cetera - only to be used when he's drunk or in a good mood."
"He'll be sober as a door knob and half as fun," Chuck said, dismissing it.
"Your Majesty, but only playfully, which is its own kettle of fish."
"Too risky, don't know how he'll handle this one."
While that drew a raised brow from Carla, she nevertheless continued on. "Right, right... Wait. Here it is. When you first accepted the appointment to be Chancellor, you called him boss. He loved that."
"I did? Hell, that sounds about right," Chuck murmured before squaring up in the mirror again. "Well Boss, you were right," he said with a short chuckle. "Yeah, that's the ticket... Alright. Let's try it out."
General Charles Horner, Imperial Chancellor of the Terran Dominion, appointed by the sovereign decree of His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Arcturus I Mengsk, put on his most winsome smile before beginning to speak. "Well Boss, you were right. This whole Treasury thing ended up not being half as bad as I thought it'd be. Hell, I think I've even learned a thing or too since starting here. In fact, I'm thinking it might be best to learn some more stuff now, maybe give those suits some advice myself for a change. Don't act too surprised, but ol' Chuck's applied to college."
Though separated by both time and space, the two most important people in Chuck's life - his wife and his Emperor (and she would confirm that they did come in that order) - had the exact same reaction.
"You've what?"
A/N: This is a very late omake that's been sitting half done in my drafts since before the holidays, it was supposed to be posted after we took College Boy but I've been pretty wiped and just now got around to it. Just mentally insert it there instead of where we are right now. Shorter than my usual but I'll be honest I'm too focused on one of my other drafts and was tired of just sitting on this one.
"Too much laughter. You want enough to let him know you're relieved, but not so much that he thinks you're mocking him. Try the chuckle, he likes your chuckle," she replied from their bedroom, not even looking up from the book she was reading. Things had changed in the Horner household, and she wasn't quite sure what to make of it. This was the first time she read a book he recommended to her.
The Chancellor gripped the sink as he tested out chuckling instead, the seriousness on his face dipping just a bit. "Something's still a bit off. It's too stiff."
"You only call him Mengsk when something's wrong, he'll think you're trying to soften bad news, and then wonder what you're hiding from him when you don't give him any," his wife said absentmindedly. The strangest part was that the book was academic, an unvarnished history of the Confederacy that had been written decades ago in Umoja but only recently allowed to be published. It helped that it glorified Angus she supposed, but this was... not her husband's typical fare of literature, when he could be bothered to read at all.
"Mengsk... Mengsk Mengsk Mengsk Mengsk.... Well I can't call him Arcturus, not unless I've got Jimmy's head on a platter for him," Chuck grumbled, trying to think what to call him instead, rattling through his memories. "Wait. I think I've got it," he said after a moment, straightening up and staring himself in the mirror again. "Well Chief, you were right," he said with a short chuckle, before once again cutting the levity short his shoulders slumped. "Still wrong. Chief just doesn't sit right," he groused.
From the other room, Carla marked her place in her book and set it aside before rummaging about in her nightstand, bringing forth an old fashioned notepad with real paper. "Let's see, chief," she murmured, rapidly skimming her notes as she flipped through the pages. "Here it is, you called him chief last August. He frowned. You had me circle 'no chief'," she said, tilting the penciled in note and the broad circle around it towards the bathroom door, not that Chuck could see.
"No chief then, got it. What's worked before?"
At first the only reply was the soft rustling of pages as Carla looked over the past three years worth of notes, clucking her tongue as she zeroed in on relevant entries. "Bud, buddy, pal, et cetera - only to be used when he's drunk or in a good mood."
"He'll be sober as a door knob and half as fun," Chuck said, dismissing it.
"Your Majesty, but only playfully, which is its own kettle of fish."
"Too risky, don't know how he'll handle this one."
While that drew a raised brow from Carla, she nevertheless continued on. "Right, right... Wait. Here it is. When you first accepted the appointment to be Chancellor, you called him boss. He loved that."
"I did? Hell, that sounds about right," Chuck murmured before squaring up in the mirror again. "Well Boss, you were right," he said with a short chuckle. "Yeah, that's the ticket... Alright. Let's try it out."
General Charles Horner, Imperial Chancellor of the Terran Dominion, appointed by the sovereign decree of His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Arcturus I Mengsk, put on his most winsome smile before beginning to speak. "Well Boss, you were right. This whole Treasury thing ended up not being half as bad as I thought it'd be. Hell, I think I've even learned a thing or too since starting here. In fact, I'm thinking it might be best to learn some more stuff now, maybe give those suits some advice myself for a change. Don't act too surprised, but ol' Chuck's applied to college."
Though separated by both time and space, the two most important people in Chuck's life - his wife and his Emperor (and she would confirm that they did come in that order) - had the exact same reaction.
"You've what?"
A/N: This is a very late omake that's been sitting half done in my drafts since before the holidays, it was supposed to be posted after we took College Boy but I've been pretty wiped and just now got around to it. Just mentally insert it there instead of where we are right now. Shorter than my usual but I'll be honest I'm too focused on one of my other drafts and was tired of just sitting on this one.
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Yeah, I thought as much - with Chuck playing Khrushchev here. The big question is, who's our Beria, and our Zhukov?
Duke and Starke split Beria's horrendous awefulness and being a spook. Zhukov on the other hand is just Warfield.
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- Thou
He has very big guns, an assload of scars, and a scowl fit to make paint strip itself off the wall in fear. He don't need no fuckin' medals!
[X] A series of mock combat exercises where team leaders are randomly swapped with their counterparts from other departments
[X] A string of paired-off wilderness survival exercises, where each partner must extend trust to the other
hello I have just gone through the entire plan quest here hoped I can follow along
also, what is the plan for what to do about the hybrid
[X] A string of paired-off wilderness survival exercises, where each partner must extend trust to the other
hello I have just gone through the entire plan quest here hoped I can follow along
also, what is the plan for what to do about the hybrid
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I hope we get something involving corn as a bonus project.
Zhukov's probably Warfield (Duke doesn't have the brains to fill the role). Beria's hopefully nobody; he's the last kind of guy we want hanging around.
Sailor_Skarro
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Unfortunately the vote has already closed for the trait, [X] A series of mock combat exercises where team leaders are randomly swapped with their counterparts from other departments won.
Etranger may or may not include hybrid in this quest, but we might end up with hybrid projects in our military or research stuff, in which case we can Not Do Them. In addition, we may get some Personal actions to hand over hybrid info to Jimmy or someone else who would go blow that stuff up.
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+ "EVIL Nova Covert Ops 3-Player Co-op (ft. GiantGrantGames & Synergy) Part 2" (for more idea of certain tech modify for each unit in this mod)
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[X] A marathon of mixed-team competitive problem-solving exercises emphasizing cooperation and unorthodox thought