Chrono wound up in friggin' Stellaris of all places, which seems to have alot of non-alliance builders in its 'faction' list.
Limit Theory [PA Multicross SI]
Not_Interesting
The Munchkin of Megastructures
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That Smile...it all began with that Smile.
Glorious, I can feel the unhinged Commandeering from several Universes away.
We Just Write
Blatantly Plural
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C: ...WTF is wrong with that galaxy!?
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Oh fun, stellaris : o
Does this universe happen to have any mods featuring big structures? The lore for it even fits (with two exceptions that can frankly be ignored)!
I've been thinking about how a teched up PA commander would handle the blokkats (not including giving them ex nihilo tech to just invalidate THE reason why they are the way they are)
Does this universe happen to have any mods featuring big structures? The lore for it even fits (with two exceptions that can frankly be ignored)!
I've been thinking about how a teched up PA commander would handle the blokkats (not including giving them ex nihilo tech to just invalidate THE reason why they are the way they are)
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ltmauve
"Excuse me?"
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Yeah, it take two to have a functioning relationship, and only one to have a hostile one. That's not an ironclad guideline but definitely applies here.
Plenty. And at this point it's a self-reinforcing state. Any xenophile empire quickly runs into a xenophobic empire, and things go downhill from there.
You know, three or four years ago, when I was planning this out, I wasn't even aware of Gigastructures. And when I did encounter it, it was during a stage when I wasn't thinking about Limit Theory too much.
As for handling the Blokkats, it's a matter of destroying anything that isn't indestructible, and figuring out how to bypass the invulnerability of anything that is.
As for how the Exiles would do it? Lindy does have some of the information needed to make the Protoculture's "enFoldinator" device, which is 9D technology that should bypass the Blokkat's defenses. A bit of engineering work, and if it successfully creates a Fold cell, anything else "indestructible" can be treated to Dimension Eaters. If not, make another one and try again.
I agree with you that giving ex nihilo technology to the Blokkats is a horrible idea. You have no way to stop them deciding that the best way to make more ex nihilo technology is by deconstructing the galaxy they were already going to deconstruct. I made this point about the Incubators before, somewhere else, but ex nihilo + harvesting everything you can get your mitts on > ex nihilo alone, and an alien that is already performing the "harvesting everything that it can get its mitts on" should be considered hostile and cannot be trusted to stop.
A small bit of criticism is that you use a lot of:
X said
Y said
While this works fine in a group discussion, it's best to break it up or vary how speakers are designated, and also totally redundant in two people dialogue where you get repeating lines of he said she said they said.
Other than that, I don't know anything about Stellaris so had to look up what stuff are. The blorg sounds fun
X said
Y said
While this works fine in a group discussion, it's best to break it up or vary how speakers are designated, and also totally redundant in two people dialogue where you get repeating lines of he said she said they said.
Other than that, I don't know anything about Stellaris so had to look up what stuff are. The blorg sounds fun
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Oh a bad Stellaris galaxy, those suck.
Ive actually managed to build amazing xenophile Stellaris galaxies where everything was good and nobody suffers but its actually depressing how fucking hard it is when the prikkiti-ti pricks deciding to spawncamp me is the absolute least of worries most of the time.
Ive actually managed to build amazing xenophile Stellaris galaxies where everything was good and nobody suffers but its actually depressing how fucking hard it is when the prikkiti-ti pricks deciding to spawncamp me is the absolute least of worries most of the time.
Chapter 241
ltmauve
"Excuse me?"
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Chapter 241
"This deadlock isn't going to hold forever." Chrono said. "We're dealing with civilizations that have already committed genocide. Once it breaks it will break hard. We can't prevent the deadlock from breaking.
"We don't have the brainpower to figure out how to put out this raging dumpster fire of a galaxy." Chrono stood up again. "Do we just want to start kidnapping people who actually believe in peace, and shoving them into stasis for later?"
"I... I mean that wouldn't be the worst idea." Aliana said.
"Great. I'll get started!" Chrono said, then tilted her head to the side. "Wow. A lot of those people are political prisoners which means that we'll have to deal with a lot of our targets being in hiding."
"Yeah, it's..." Aliana trailed off. "Chrono did you notice this before?"
"What?" Chrono asked, as she tapped her systems for what Aliana had been looking for. Intelligence reports, including prisoner 'processing.' "What the... are you kidding me!?"
"Excuse me?" Aliana asked.
"Oh." Chrono tapped her index fingers together. "Sorry. That was directed at other... 'people.' I didn't notice because I was focusing mainly on the technical reports. Although maybe I should have noticed how high the population numbers in those reports were. We've encountered a few mind-controllers before, so I guess I saw the technology and assumed that they were using it on a limited scale. Not mass brain stapling of hundreds of millions."
"Apology accepted." Aliana nodded.
"So if we're seeing mass use of mind-control technology on prisoners and captives, does that justify an immediate intervention?" Chrono asked. Aliana felt her activating factories across the visible universe.
"I mean not immediate." Aliana said. "We need to check our own work. And get a list of who we're going after."
"Right, and get a jury together." Chrono nodded. "I'll go take care of that first. It shouldn't take too long."
"A jury?" Aliana asked.
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Davi ni Kolitanoi
---------------------Davi was a Xani, a chitinous being that stood upright on four slim legs, with four slim arms at the top of his torso. Xani chitin was mainly black, and Davi was in the stage of life where his markings and eyes were red. He wore a lightweight series of robes in which he carried his personal gear, black trimmed with red in accordance with his seniority in his work.
He had just come back to his nest from another cycle of working when he was surrounded by a flash of light. He startled, looking around the room he found himself in. Smooth, white, solid walls. Windows so transparent he had to touch them to make sure they were actually there, which looked out onto a view of a black hole.
Well, this certainly wasn't the Security Directorate. They would have significantly more... brutal if they had captured him. That thought was both thrilling and concerning, but with that thought he turned around.
The rest of the room was similar, being almost pure white. The furniture was off from what he recognized, with the exception of a single chair.
There was also the alien sitting on a chair, across a table from the familiar chair. Bipedal, two arms, pale flesh, and a mane of fur on top of its head.
"Hello." The alien said in perfect Xanid. "Sorry to drag you away so suddenly, but it wasn't like I could I warn you."
"I see." Davi said. "And who are you?" Was that a polite question? To introduce oneself in Xanid society unprompted would be a serious display of power or rudeness. However, in contemplating alien societies, Davi had considered that things might be different for xenos.
"I am Chrono Ezros, commander of the third Exile fleet." She said. "Pleased to meet you in the flesh, as it were."
"I, uh, also pleased to meet you?" He stumbled around the odd phrasing.
"Yes, onto why I brought you here." Chrono said, leaning back into her seat. "I'm going to have to explain the concept of a '<jury>' to you first. You're not the first Xani I rescued." The word was made from smooth sounds which Davi didn't think he could make.
Davi waited patiently for her to continue, his fingers clenched tightly.
"So there's a species called 'humans.' We, the Exiles, have borrowed a lot from them. It used to be that humans had one person decide guilt, but then eventually they decided that having multiple people determine guilt would work better. And that's how we got the 'jury.'"
"But why?" Davi asked.
"I wasn't expecting you to get it, so, here. Longer explanation." Chrono sighed, handing over a tablet.
Davi took the offered device gingerly. It wouldn't do to make a poor impression on his new superior.
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Chrono
-----------"Ughhhh...." Chrono sighed, and collapsed onto Aliana's shoulder. "So many briefings...."
"Well at least most of them succeeded, right?" Aliana said.
"Yeah, I think I got the point across mostly." Chrono grabbed the other woman and turned her so that way she could collapse into her chest. "And then they're all going to volunteer to be part of the juries."
"Well, at least we won't have to grab more people, right?" Aliana glared at the top of Chrono's head.
"I guess." Chrono said.
"Well, good luck then." Aliana said, grabbing Chrono by her bangs and dragging her up. "You've gotten this far, now time to keep going."
"Thanks." Chrono muttered, before standing up again. "Anything you have that I need to know?"
"Not really?" Aliana said. "We've gotten a few brush fires in the areas that used to be occupied by the Thanos Ravagers and Dervian Raiders. The Prikki are getting involved though, and they're notorious warmongers. I don't anticipate anything happening quickly. We also had another war settle into a ceasefire."
"Gotcha." Chrono murmured. "Thanks. Gonna go deal with stuff."
A/N:
Likebombers noticed are @Frog_22 and @Stephen1.R2. Chrono participates the least in the Avalon Alliance meetings.
Not_Interesting
The Munchkin of Megastructures
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Damn it Chrono...I get what you are doing, but kidnapping forcefully saving Sentients is not right, could have asked them before yoinking and then just wiped their memories, if they declined. Also Mass Scattering the Galaxy is also a solution, a very elegant one methinks. See no evil, do no evil!
ltmauve
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No, because she doesn't have the technology to do that, and because did you forget about the fact that these people are living in police states?
There's a big difference between "no alarm if there's no one to sound the alarm" and "no crime if you murder literally everyone."
The Prikki department of state motto: "I have decided to cause problems on purpose."
Chapter 242
ltmauve
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Chapter 242
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Davi ni Kolitanoi
------------------Each day, Davi was called to jury duty. He wasn't upset at it - it was certainly less taxing than being a machinist. Still, he was confused. These alien civilizations were horrible. Why did Chrono need him to tell her that?
So after a week, he decided to ask. It was just after the conclusion of another one of the meetings.
"Honored Exile, I was wondering why you needed us to approve your attacks on these alien civilizations." He stated as calmly as possible. Hopefully bringing this up in public wouldn't be too much of an insult, but he hadn't had the chance to meet privately with her at all.
"Well, here's the thing." Chrono said, switching to Xanid. "After the Dervian Raiders and Thanos Ravagers, I haven't actually executed any of your recommendations."
"Wait, what?" He asked. The translator buzzed with more exclamations of shock.
"You were all missing the point." She said. "You're assuming that I was just trying to rubber-stamp my approval. What you were doing was trying to figure out what I wanted, and then tell me what you thought I wanted. Not. The. Point.
"This is about justice. Not rubber stamps." She said. "Remember my speech at the start of this? That's the point. Until you get the point, these meetings are just a waste of time."
"Then why did you keep having the meetings?" Davi asked.
"Because you guys are terrified of me, and until you could speak up I knew there wasn't a point." Chrono sighed. "Anything else?"
"Are there texts on this topic produced by the humans or the exiles?" Davi asked.
"Thank you!" Chrono asked. "Yeah, I had them ready yesterday when Aliana mentioned that. Also, they're in random order, so you'll each have different reading orders."
Davi watched as the others filed out of the room.
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Chrono
-----------------------"You know, you could just get some new assistants, right?" Aliana said.
"From where?" Chrono groaned. "The screwed-up political relationships have warped every single culture present in this galaxy. That has in turn made xenophobia and authoritarian governments universal here. Anyone else would still need a push to put them out of that mindset."
"I see your point, but if this batch is being stubborn..." Aliana shrugged.
"Everyone is going to have that problem." Chrono leaned against the window. "No one wakes up and thinks 'our entire life is wrong.' They just think the current leaders are wrong, if they think anything is the problem. Anyone we pick up is going to be just as stubborn."
"So we just have to bull through it?" Aliana asked.
"Yep." Chrono nodded. "Not a problem at all."
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One week later
Chrono had been visiting her jurors so they could ask questions. Morris Farronic surprised her with one that wasn't directly related to ethics.
"Venerable Ezros, I have noticed something." Morris began. "You have been collecting jurors from as many species as possible. Despite this, I have noticed none of us are from psychic species. Why is that?"
"Because when the fascist enforcers can detect dissent and will happily murder someone for rolling their eyes inside the privacy of their own head, resistance groups are a lot less likely to form. In addition, psychic communication means we can't find them even if they did happen."
"Are psychic species just not worth it?" Morris asked.
"Morris, both Aliana and I are psychic." Chron stated. "It's just a matter of upbringing." Although I don't know anything about Aliana's parents.
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Two weeks later
This is significantly more boring now that they've really started to get into the philosophy textbooks. Chrono, thought, listening to the speech Morris was making about social shaping and free will. It had gone on for an hour already.
On a lark, Chrono checked the rest of the jury... Davi was asleep and the Colisqis (Furlings by another name - exoskeletal cephalopods had shown up in four out of four collections of different species the Exiles had run across so far) were more focused on their snacks than the speech.
"Morris." Chrono interrupted. "Too long. No one is paying attention."
There was a pause.
"Excuse me?" Morris hissed, feathers ruffling.
"Tooooo long." Chrono said in Saijinese, rolling out the syllables. "Condense your speech down a lot. We'll break for lunch." She stretched and got out of her seat.
On the one hand, they were actually considering the situations she provided them from a bunch of different views. The downside that they weren't close to even finishing the first trial now.
Honestly, she could start a few juries and have them deliberate on different topics at the same time, instead of just waiting on one jury to muddle through.
That would take more kidnapping, though. At least kidnapping was easy.
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Three weeks later
"How is the new batch doing?" Aliana asked, as Chrono kicked back onto a couch.
"Fine, actually." Chrono shrugged a bit. "I think they'll be ready to start soon."
"Well, that's good." Aliana said. "I think the empires are going to make a move on that empty territory where the Dervian Raiders were, fairly soon."
"You mean by their standards, right?" Chrono asked. "It's not like they can move any faster than that. It'll be what, three weeks before they've assembled their fleets? Then a couple of months to get to the space. Not a big deal."
"I've seen your reserve fleets." Aliana said. "I don't think you would consider anything a big deal."
"Yeah." Chrono said. "Plus I have a hyperlane disruptor ready to go. I'm just going to smear those fleets across a cubic lightyear of realspace."
"Because that won't cause alarms, would it?" Aliana asked.
"Everyone is going to pay attention to their own fleet disappearing." Chrono said. "You said that intelligence infiltration of various empires isn't great enough for a dozen fleets straight-up disappearing to all be noticed by the same people, right?"
"Yes." Aliana pursed her lips. "With the exception of the Terban Progenitors, who will know."
"But they, at least, won't be trying to take advantage of the situation, right?" Chrono asked.
"I don't know." Aliana said. "Their government hasn't even told their own people much about what's going on. Though I do think that there is going to be a coup soon."
"Wait, really?" Chrono asked. "Why didn't you mention this before?"
"I wasn't sure about it yesterday." Aliana said. "I'm more sure about it today. Some of the younger faction held a few down-low meetings."
"Wonderful. I expect that whatever they're doing, it won't be pleasant for us." Chrono frowned. "Hmmm.... uniting the galaxy to defend against us, apparently. Lovely."
"You're not scared of them, are you?" Aliana teased.
"Not of them attacking us. But for everyone else around them...." Chrono trailed off. "Plus we have the Wanu Remnant, which is certainly going to wake up and stop being a lazy ancient empire if the Terban get off their behinds."
"Yep. The Terban are going to get off their enigmatic behinds and try to unite everyone to try and take out the people randomly making slaver empires disappear, a.k.a. us." Aliana nodded. "This process is going to be violent and probably involve at least one genocide. Then the Wanu are going to wake up and try to unite the galaxy to genocide the Terban. That will involve multiple genocides."
"Okay, will killing off the Terban younger faction do anything?" Chrono asked.
"They have enough allies in other factions that an assassination attempt will get everyone nervous and ready to move."
"I figured." Chrono rubbed her forehead. "Right, silly Chrono. We sabotage the fleets going after the former Dervian territory so they can defeat each other."
Aliana chuckled.
"I know, I know." Chrono shot her a glare, then sighed. "Okay, the most ships are going to be sent by the Taki 'Republic.' How do we make sure everyone tries to beat them up?"
"Hmmm." Aliana said. "Grab my spy network notes, and let's see if we can get those ships to leak."
A/N:
Noticed a bunch of likes from @first gholam.
God, Stellaris politics, I remember when I finally got through the wars in one playthrough and dedicated myself to igniting every single brown dwarf in the galaxy in order to increase the amount of worlds I could terraform into a Gaia. By the time I was done there wasnt a single non habitable world in the entirety of the galaxy, it honestly felt really good, I didnt even Gaia-form all of them in order to keep some diversity.
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I was patiantly waiting for when she realised she was being real silly and has had Stargate blueprints for a while and thus has instant subspace communication to fix her lag issue but she somehow instead comes to the conclusion its an intelligent descision to create a new commander before she gets proper social interactions with people so she doesnt create a socially handicapped child due to her current state instead.
Maybe she should actually get to Analyzing the Stargate and stop being dumb? literally quite a few of her issues would be fixed if she did it and her excuse for not doing it is poor since the Goa'uld are not an actual threat to her.
Maybe just analyze a Stargate for its subspace communiction tech or one of those Goa'uld orbs and remove the lag issue entirely?
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Chapter 243
ltmauve
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Chapter 243
With the Taki fleets bleeding and crippled, Aliana and Chrono surveyed their galactic map again, specifically the former Dervian Raider territory. Several contenders had made discreet exits from the war for the territory, with the fleets they were able to spare from flag-waving and piracy patrols crippled or gone.
"We are killing so many people trying to save lives." Aliana said.
"Yep." Chrono hissed. "But at least they're lawful combatants, not that half the people here don't care and just see that kind of behavior as a kind of weakness."
Whatever Aliana was going to say was cut off when they both noticed the icon for an alert show up on the galaxy map, as well as the same over tacnet.
"Oh look a distraction!" Chrono jumped out of her seat. "Shall we check it out?"
"What is that anomaly, anyway?" Aliana frowned. "Hyperspace?"
"Yeah, hyperspace." Chrono said. "Definitely hyperspace. A lot of energy dumped into hyper, leading out of the galaxy. Total mass of the contents is ten trillion tons of mass, divided into five thousand objects. No, they're alive. Well, most of them. Five thousand people, each the size of a spaceship."
"So dumping energy into hyper means that they dropped out from a high phase of hyperspace." Aliana said. "But remaining stable at a higher phase isn't easy, right?"
"Yeah." Chrono said. "Okay, so the energy trail leading away from the galaxy is because they were dropping their phase rapidly in an attempt to remain in hyperspace. The total energy suggests that their phase exceeded... that can't be right. 55 radians?"
"Is it that hard?" Aliana asked.
"The Asgard can barely do 5.81 radians, with test vehicles getting to 6.5. The Lanteans do 5.22 normally, though they can go up to 6.05 for brief sprints. Above two-pi, you get more unstable because of realspace mass, not less. So how the heck did they- I'm going to check that out."
"But they could go really fast, right?" Aliana asked.
"I want to say yes, they could go very fast." Chrono said. "But I don't know if there are factors that just don't show up at sensible phases."
"We could ask." Aliana said.
"We could." Chrono said. "However, my Mists just showed up where I wanted them, and the data checks out. These people are crazy. They were dropping phase the entire way until they hit the galaxy. I almost don't want to know what the initial phase was.
"Oh, and let's not forget about the fact that we've being trying to stay incognito here." Chrono added. "We shouldn't reveal ourselves unless needed."
"We don't need to reveal that we are as powerful as we actually are." Aliana siad. "Just go up and say hi."
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Chrono slid the ship out of hyperspace. Out of deference to Aliana's idea of not revealing they were more advanced than the locals, she did so at the hyperlane exit. Her ship drifted slowly towards the fleet of psychic, space-capable people.
The space-people immediately noticed, several of them vectoring for an intercept. At the current rate, it would take a few hours for an intercept to happen.
The rest of the space-people were clustered in orbit around the largest rocky body in this system, disgorging eggs or pods down to the surface. Chrono monitored their activity.
The pods released a tangle of vines, which latched into the rocks in the impact craters and began converting it into more biomass. Intense usage of psychic powers accompanied the growth, as silicon and other heavier elements were transmuted into those more suited for biology.
Several more groups of pods were dropped by the time Chrono was closer to the intercept group. Which greeted her with nothing more than a volley of some sort of bio-psychic missiles.
They could have been communication devices, but that was an awful lot of them and they were going awfully fast.
Chrono sighed internally. She was only riding a Nimbus, but the corvette was more than capable of handling itself. She darted forward, zapping the missiles offhand, and rammed one of the space-person at a much more reasonable speed. With the nose buried in one of the wings of the person, she materialized her avatar, clad in armor.
Her armor opened up, revealing blue-glowing psycoframe. "Hey. What the heck was that about? I'm here to talk." She "spoke" through her domain, which was pushing up against the space-person's soul. But it was more than just those words she sent. Her name, her expectations, her attitude, her context came along with her words.
"We are Prethoryn." Aruco Dos-Aran laughed. Refugees. Fleeing. Homeless. Shunned, Cowards. A sacrifice of everything to save anything. "Our conflict is inevitable, Chrono Ezros." She said. A galaxy consumed, turned into a device. Chrono felt Aruco send some kind of message to the rest of her kind.
"Running from what?" Chrono asked, mildly curious.
"We don't know." Aruco replied. "It flooded our galaxies. If you think you can fight it, then you are a fool." Psychic. This was accompanied by more laughter.
Chrono frowned. She checked the trajectory of the Prethoryn fleet.
"You know of this threat?" Aruco asked.
"I've heard of it." Chrono replied, jaw clenching hard enough for her be glad her teeth were extech. "Coordinates?"
"Huh?"
A/N: Today's likebomber is @GruntLordRyan.
We Just Write
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O: ...Context please?
That was Prethoryn Swarm, one of endgame Crisis that could happen in Stellaris game. They basically refugees from other galaxy, that act like Tyranids or Halo's Flood out of survival necessity.
Sakuya's Butler
A refined Butler to a knife wielding Mistress.
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Basically, the excuse Chrono needed to stop sandbagging and go full SERIOUS SAITAMA FACE Mode. Not from the Swarm. From what comes behind the Swarm.
At which point, the Stellaris galaxy promptly craps itself from realizing how overmatched they are.
At which point, the Stellaris galaxy promptly craps itself from realizing how overmatched they are.
ltmauve
"Excuse me?"
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Also, I realized that I forgot to add pictures of the Mako. But then I realized the pictures I had weren't very good, so now I'm making a new set of renders.
So you'll be getting the Mako pictures once my toaster of a computer finishes the renders. (The current one is at over an hour and still isn't done.)
So you'll be getting the Mako pictures once my toaster of a computer finishes the renders. (The current one is at over an hour and still isn't done.)
The Prethoryn Swarm is a canonical endgame crisis in Stellaris. They're running from something in canon that is never explained - I believe there's an event later where your scientists tell you "we took a real-time look at their galaxy and it's gone. Just missing." Me being me and having a metaplot, well, you can clearly see what's going on.
Not_Interesting
The Munchkin of Megastructures
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I thought Chrono just realized the Swarm was running from her Fabricator ships that she forgot to turn off and had on auto build. That would have been hillarious.
Chrono be like: "Ooooops, forgot to turn this off. Ate a few Galaxies."
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SYCP71qcYZw
Where is my beloved Airhead BESRMoW Chrono? What did this unknown fairly competent "Chrono" do with her!
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Mako pictures
ltmauve
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So anyway, have some pictures of the Mako. Put under a spoiler because some of them are big.
This is the "big field" mode here.
A close view of the discs and core
Sleepy mode, all claws and effector vanes tucked in, discs and rungs closed up, and all psycoframe turned off
Can launch 240 hammerheads at once. Fun fact here: the Hammerhead in the second picture is actually clipping through the door.
A close-up of the "rungs" in the larger claws. These can rotate and close one side or the other.
This is the "big field" mode here.
A close view of the discs and core
Sleepy mode, all claws and effector vanes tucked in, discs and rungs closed up, and all psycoframe turned off
Can launch 240 hammerheads at once. Fun fact here: the Hammerhead in the second picture is actually clipping through the door.
A close-up of the "rungs" in the larger claws. These can rotate and close one side or the other.
Not_Interesting
The Munchkin of Megastructures
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- In your walls(the walls between realities)
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- He/Him
I like it!The spindly design reminds me of the Galactic Alliance of Humankind ships from Suisei no Gargantia, very nice. I do like the cells for sleepy Hammerheads.So anyway, have some pictures of the Mako. Put under a spoiler because some of them are big.
This is the "big field" mode here.
A close view of the discs and core
Sleepy mode, all claws and effector vanes tucked in, discs and rungs closed up, and all psycoframe turned off
Can launch 240 hammerheads at once. Fun fact here: the Hammerhead in the second picture is actually clipping through the door.
A close-up of the "rungs" in the larger claws. These can rotate and close one side or the other.
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- UK
I hear anything painted red reaches ridiculous speeds. Is the Prethoryn fleet painted red, Miss Evros?