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It started with a message that spread across every electronic device on the planet. Glowing words that declared that humanity needed to prepare for a coming change. Three days later, the skies lit up with auroras of seemingly impossible colors. And echoing across the globe was a voice that no man could make. It declared that all those who had visited the website known as 4chan in the past three months were to be vacated from the planet as punishment for a crime that humanity had committed. The poor fools were given the option of carrying two hundred pounds of gear or, as an act of mercy, were allowed to take one person(and only one) and one hundred pounds of supplies for the both of them.

Those dogged survivors were given ten minutes as a wave roared across the world, swallowing them up in a curtain of light, never to be seen again...Only to seemingly in the next instant wake up upon another world.

Now exiled to a world so far from home that nothing remains the same, they are forced to scrape out a living upon a wild, untamed planet under an alien star.
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Lenore is an ancient collective writing thread. It isn't a Quest thread; it predates them. You join with the premise that you've been dumped on an alien world given only ten minutes to prepare beforehand. Though we're all kidnapped at the same time we do not arrive at the same time. Seven previous waves have appeared before you, lived, died, and built civilizations. You arrive fresh and new to this place.

Attached is the Newbie Guide PDF. There's also a LOT of additional information, collected in this file:
http://depositfiles.com/files/h34cg7y8x

Consider those a reference, not required reading. Skim the newbie guide first, but after that just have fun!

We do have an IRC for you to ask questions or discuss events where writers cross over.

#Lenore
irc.rizon.net
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This is the /tg/ region of this new world. Feel free to start your own city in it. Although it may look like there are a lot of cities our area is the size of Brazil; there's plenty of jungle for you to get lost in.

/tg/ is divided into two major civilizations. The Confederacy, a powerful unified group of city-states that respect human rights, and the Fedorans, a small empire that definitely do not.

You needn't join either should you decide to write a settlement (keep in mind the Fedorans WILL lose, so it's best not to join them), and you can write for other regions. Just remember, what alien artifacts exist are alien high tech; there is no magic. Try to keep things grounded in gritty (though not grim) realism.

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For existing writers: Some new guidelines have been implemented.

1: One major Ethereal artifact per writer. I.E. builder lances, alchemists, the Postmod's Hammer, etc. A city might have a mechsuit or two (with their usual limitations) and of course some dwarves and/or gnomes. No human artifacts, new major artifacts should be discussed in the IRC prior to implementing them to be sure they work in and do not break the setting.

2: Please discuss fights with other writers in the IRC, decide on the outcome you want between the two of you and then write up a one or two post summary. Some of the fights have been dragging on entirely too long.
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>>29322978
the other pdfs for this still around?
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>>29324007
Sure they are, Im not gonna upload them all but they're available at this page in the archive.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/28724936/
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>>29324645
thanks, I didnt realize these had been archive that far back
how long has this been going?
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>>29325177
what Lenore as a whole? On and off for a couple years now I think.
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>>29326399
bump while i write moar
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"Shun the Frumious Bandersnatch"

Its not just an excerpt from a silly poem any more, the Bandersnatch is real and its as 'frumious' as one would expect. Six feet and a hundred and seventy pounds worth of scales, bone and muscle all capable of moving at almost a hundred kilometers an hour makes for a very dangerous predator not unlike the earth cheetah. Like the cheetah its speed is only used for short bursts of very high speed movement, usually from ambush , but unlike the cheetah it has not sacrificed all of its own physical power for speed. It certainly isn't a match for heavier predators but it is more than capable of downing prey and fighting off similar sized competitors.

Its six foot long body is mostly lightweight although its legs are heavily muscled, particularly its first forward pair. Each leg ends in a two toed foot which sport flat pads which cushion its feet when moving at higher speeds and the claws are long and hook like, meant to stab into and gip its prey while its beak like set of jaws spear and tear into its victim.

The creatures usually hunt solitarilly, and males are highly territorial against other males or competing species of hunters of similar size(which includes humans). Females can often be seen in the company of three or four young, teaching and defending them until adulthood. For each male Bandersnatch you can expect about five others to be living in this territory as well, each hunting individually but part of a non-traditional sort of pride and mating almost exclusively with the local dominant male.

These creatures are ill-tempered and do not take well to domestication and at most a person can hope to keep one leashed out of reach from anything breakable or edible.

(Picture is not mine and should be taken more as inspiration for the creature rather than a true depiction. That being said, opinions?)
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>>29328755
Damn fine, I can see Bandersnatches being a plains dwelling species of the broad Yowler group that we know and shit our pants over.
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>>29328755
you didnt really specify but im assuming that from the location of Umber and the comparison to a Cheetah that its a plains hunter?

Its either that, the desertish area in the centre of the southern half of the continent, which I doubt has enough prey of a large enough size, or the wooded area that doesnt really work for a high speed animal and would put it right into competition with the Jabberwocky
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>>29329039
not necessarily but most likely they're the savannah hunter compared to the Jabberwock that dwells more in the forests dotting the land. I could see them competing but more likely The Bander snatch preys on the larger Jabberwock as it tries to make its way across the open ground where its not as agile or able to get into cover. Making movement between islands of trees through seas of grass dangerous for the animals.
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>>29328974
I actually intended for the Bandersnatch to not be a Yowler descendent, it lacks the usual primitive intelligence
but yes it is a plains dweller

>>29329039
like I said, yes, the idea was a fast moving plains dweller that sneaks up on its prey in the tall orange/pink grass
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>>29329109
eh really only the Yolwer,( Yolwer yolwer) possess what we would call intelligence, it could be a more primitive form as well. ((just trying to keep in the same basic groups of animals)). Its a fairly large group of animals that covers a lot of niches. Think of them a lot like Felidae from Earth.
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Message to ButterRoot Mayor:

You are cordially invited to the pre-opening ceremony of the Thermae Balneum Spa in Reservoir City. Please be present with your family on the roof of Butter Root Tower at sun’s high in two days. Please pack lightly.

Polite Regards,
Chairman Matthew
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>>29328755

The Bandersnatch dwells primarilly on the open plains and savvannahs of the southern hemisphere and is particularly suited to hunting in the tall grasses of the dry climes, where its scales, consisting of dark matt shades of pink and oranges, helps to keep it well hidden.

As I wrote earlier, the Bandersnatch is quite capable of defending itself against other predators but usually avoids bigger and heavier predators. The one notable exception of this is the odd behaviour its shows when a Bandersnatch happens across a Jabberwock moving over plains between islands of woods amongst the plains. In these cases the fast moving Bandersnatch will take advantage of the Jabberwockys circling around the large creature, hitting and running, using its lack of agility on open ground. It first aims to cripple it, to prevent it from fleeing or climbing a tree,and then moves in to kill the larger predator, making them one of the few known predators ofl Jabberwockys. Perhaps fitting that both seem to descend from the same distant genetic stock.
>>29329090
thank you for the idea
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Today we received The Fedoran 'bride' She's got a perpetual...worrying smile. This in mind we've begun the work to determine just what has happened to this woman. The questioning reveals a severe form of Brainwashing/stockholm syndrome...it is reversible however it will take time and likely will leave her worse than before. This is a double edged sword of course, and from what we gather there are many women in a particular case. The Hat Rack has gotten a new hat that it needs to hang it would seem. Meanwhile we are beginning a morale boosting effort known as the 'war priest movement' This is in essence to reinforce and create an integration point for us and Builders those of us are already working on forming a stricter code of honor to follow for those who are potentially following it.


I will say this much the woman has seen some shit, but, this is life on Lenore, I've seen women after Cults have had there way. It's painful beyond belief for some people to witness but, the Mythos is here to ensure that such things are prevented.
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>>29329526
De nada, I like my worlds nice and consistent and something needs to eat the big scary things.
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>>29329729
Oh god why are we letting the mythos try to deprogram her.
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>>29329729
Jesus Christ on a cracker. What the fuck are those people doing down there? I've seen a lot of shit in my day. Back when I was on investigations during that whole Y2K thing you'd get shit like this. Blank eyed smiles and you'd know, you'd just know sure as someone was taking a shit somewhere that they were broken. I was the closest thing we had to an expert on this shit. The Mythos guys, with their books and their theories had ideas and none of them were pretty...

So, I did the worst thing I could do to a brainwashed stepford drone wife...person.

I made her watch the kids. We sat, her, my 'niece' Eve, and myself all in the Tower plaza, where a lot of families go to relax and enjoy the honestly not too bad weather. we sat and talked watched Even play with other kids and I started asking her questions, not about here. Fuck that, about Earth. About who she was where she grew up. Plains clothes arbites were nearby more than a few actually here with their families in case she tried to make a break for it. She didn't by the end she wasn't smiling though...that's the first step.
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is there an archive for the previous thread?
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>>29333269
just foolz
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>>29333269
>>29333318
Yes there is.

suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/29201755

Enjoy.

>>29324007
They're in the depositfiles link in the OP. There's also an industry/farming production document accessible in the chat so you know what cities produce what.
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>>29333318
how do you search for threads on foolz? suptg superior archiver
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>>29329377
Nothing like a nice relaxing time at a hot spring. We had them where I grew up, I loved visiting them. My daughters are still just infants - but hey, why not?

My small unit of bodyguards will go with us. Not that I expect any danger, but after the recent assassination attempt I'm not taking any chances with the lives of my family.
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>>29333569
and then we never heard from the mayor again.
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We call them Naga, Though perhaps this is not an accurate nor truly good name. Still though we think it's a good description of what we are seeing. As with all the Yolwer organisms thus so far found there is a 'nymph' state where the animal is more atricial and generally snakelike. We believe this hints back to a more amphibious lifestyle. Long since left behind save for this strange form of living.

Of course, some never change. Like Salamanders some species it seems found it easier to maintain this serpentine form and have gone back perhaps to a more primitive form of living. The naga are not legless, rather the legs are so small as to not matter the rear legs are used in mating while the other four limbs barely are if ever used. It has all but lost the skull plate, save for a bony ridge running dorsally along the brow of a blunted face lined with sharp teeth. The Naga, is not a pretty animal it would seem.

The beasts make their life in the oceans hunting Sparks much as you would expect some reef dwelling species of dolphin to have done on earth. Aggressive they are 'pod hunting' animals and will move to circle and herd shoals of fish to feed at their leisure. Men sadly are not off the menu.

The typical Naga will measure between eight to upwards of fifteen feet in length the size discrepency is poorly understood but we believe it has to do with gender dynamics.
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>>29335220
thoughts?
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>>29335238
I like it!
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I've been considering the question of what to do with the tunnels for a while now, and I believe I've found a solution.

We don't bother with track. Instead, we produce steerable wooden handcars with attachable trailing cars. Those are powered with simple muscle work. Tiring, but entirely doable and much faster than normally walking down the tunnels. To keep things fast we might keep people stationed in the side rooms along a route and use a relay system. A team goes for a certain distance, hands it off to another team, and so on.

That's step one.

Step two is a production of simple electric motors and car battery equivalents. We then use these to replicate the simple mechanical motion the handcars use to move. It's literally as simple as making something that repeatedly goes up and down and putting one on both sides of the lever.

Then we use the new electric handcars to do the exact same work. If they don't work for whatever reason, we'll still have our relay system up and running.

This also gives us the freedom to try out alternatives without worrying about throwing too much into it. For instance, we can make a hydrogen powered cart. Hydrogen power isn't some exotic technology beyond our grasp. It's a bit dangerous and in the old world was more expensive than gas. But we can make hydrogen from sewage, and we aren't using that for much else.

Which has brought up another point. While the wind-generators are getting produced, we can make clay and stone compost pits. These were common in the old world; I'd considered getting one on my old farm. You burn the methane produced to make small amounts of energy. Stops working in the winter, but there IS no winter here. A great use for our garbage and sewage prior to going on the fields.

I'll send out schematics to Kog and other locations immediately. Basically anyone can make them.

Also one other idea. Balloon based internet. If we can scavenge enough stuff, maybe we can make a wireless internet system? We'll see.
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>>29333569
After verifying with with Martha that our guests would be present we prepared the transport for travel the next day.

Around Midday a loud thrumming noise reverberates over the CityState of ButterRoot as a small craft descends from the heavens, casting a minimal shadow as it comes in-line with the side of the Keep’s tower. A couple of the crew debarked to anchor the craft to the tower and escort the Mayor and his family aboard.

The blimp itself was rather imposing, a semi-rigid envelope of what looked like half nightmare wood on bottom with a silk fabric covering on top, covering and protecting what could only be the lift-gas holding the craft in the air. It was a smaller vessel than most seen back on Earth, at rough estimate it appeared to be about 50m long. The gondola was open air style, showing the other two crew members tending their posts. One at the helm and the other tending to the engines, only two of the four were running and appeared to be at an idle state.

“Welcome aboard the Second Wind, we will be arriving at the Thermae Balneum Spa in a little under an hour a half.” One of the crew announces as their passengers board. “Feel free to relax and enjoy the trip snacks shall be provided once we archive cursing altitude.”

Casting off from the tower, the engines rev up pushing the airship away from ButterRoot Keep tower and towards Reservoir city.
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Thermae Balneum Spa – Roman in nomenclature with Japanese style buildings staffed by members of Reservoir city with who have a past in hotel and hospitality, this roughhewn jewel sits a fair distance away from the center of Reservoir Town.

Staffed by a diverse enough group to include several different specialties, the entire facility is dedicated to making those with the means of acquiring entry feel comfortable and relaxed for a short while before returning them to the harsh reality that is living in Lenore.

It's been rumored that once it's complete it will signify the end of the Reservoir Town Quarantine.
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>>29337359
To say that I was reluctant to place my wife and children on an untested blimp was an understatement. But then I took a closer look at it.

I had given Reservoir town enough silk for about three air balloons, and that was stretching it. I saw the silk - on the top of the craft. Stretched over only half of it.

The rest was a shiny material you normally saw in space blankets covered by wood plates. Mylar? We could make... no. There was no way. So where the heck did it come from?

The intriguing mystery did pull me onboard despite my reservations. There were a lot of suspiciously advanced things here. Like the engines, which were probably beyond our ability to make and were suspiciously similar to the engine of the Ultralight.

Just what had the Reservoir been withholding from me? More importantly - could I hold myself back long from dismantling this thing long enough for us to get out of the air?

...

The glare from my wife is telling me yes. Oh right. My daughters are on board. Wouldn't do to dismantle the blimp in transit with my family with me.

Maybe once we land. Shoot; I hadn't brought a sledgehammer...
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Real luxury after so long. Sure, it's not totally finished and isn't Earth level polished, but I was amazed at the sight of it.

Reservoir town is largely composed of ex-Butterroot citizens mixed with /sci/. Of course one of my Paladins was among them to start a new church.

Right now, that means a babysitter.

And some luxury. And some alone time. Some much needed alone time.

As soon as I put on one of the robes my husband immediately stopped obsessing over the blimp and turned his attention to where it SHOULD be. When we first got married we'd take two days a week off for our alone time. Now thanks to the kids we get far less.

He can meet with the officials later. For now we're going to get several LONG hours alone together to do what married couples do. Or I will rip out his spine and beat him with it.

He doesn't look like he's gonna argue though. Hmmm. Not at all.
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>>29337817
i didn't think there was enough women on all of 4chan to recreate the sisters of battle
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>>29338688
Pastor Amanda I don't think is an actually SoB.

Though you go farther South and you'll find that if you fuck with enough (I.E. Sex Slavery and literal Mind Rapeing) /u/ and ca/tg/irls you will end up creating something calling itself the Sisters.

They like burning things and EXPLOSIONS.
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>>29338688
The title is something of a joke. Early in the Keeps history it was known as Cannibal Keep. During this time it was ruled by raiders and women were horribly treated. Pastor Amanda survived minus an eye and a hand (which now is replaced with a hook). After the liberation of the keep and its transformation into Butterroot Keep she became a major spiritual leader and wife of the Mayor. She's basically the head of all Christian churches in Confederate territory; her subordinates (AKA Paladins) run splinter churches in any city that will accept them.

She's nicknamed the Canoness because she kinda looks like one and, well, /tg/. Plus she liked to play 40k prior to coming to Lenore.

She's pretty chill though. Her husband is a maltheist and she's forgiven and taken in former raiders and builder worshipers, among others.

Fire and mass murder is more the Mayor's thing (though she's certainly more than capable of that herself). But they pair well. Several Paladin battle-preachers were present at the second battle for Cadia alongside the Mayor, countering the influence of Nurgle preachers and cultists and occasionally going to battle themselves.

Basically; imagine a chill version of Christianity through the eyes of a modern 40k obsessed ca/tg/irl. That's the First Church of the Confederacy.
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“To the death of one fucked up individual then. May he be the first in a long line that sorely deserves it.”

He hesitated for a moment, for downing the drink, grimacing as the foul liquid graced his throat yet again.

“Thanks, but I best get going. Jobs still need doing and the night is still young. Stay safe.”

And with that, he left. Now he just needed to ditch the tail, run to Huron’s Safe House and check up on the Fat Cat, then finally stop by the Boss’s Place and give him the news. Getting the meeting ready shouldn’t be too hard and setting up some ‘security’ would be a breeze. The news about getting the kids a home was a relief too. The Sisters would have ended up as an alternative, but having the Future of Lenore being brought up by Pyromaniacs didn’t seem like a good idea.

He then made himself a promise, to himself, to find a shrink when all of this was over.

He didn’t think it was ok to see the faces of dead friends when you drink bad booze
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"Beware the JubJub Bird!"

It's suprising how many times this needs to be told to people, but the JubJub is not a friendly creature you can pet at your leisure, no matter how fluffy and colourful its feathers get around mating season. Despite being a common prey species out on the plains and even in the desert, the JubJub is an incredibly dangerous animal, especially to those not specialzed in hunting them, such as the Bandersnatch. It is an omnivore, feeding mostly on smaller lizards, insects, fruits and vegetation, and generally anything small enough to be eaten in a couple of bites or carried off quickly. They are also very aggressive to other creatures and defend the small flocks they live in vigilantly, jumping forward and lashing out with their powerful talons or snapping at them with their four sectioned jaws. They are quite capable of taking down a grown man who gets to close.

The JubJub bird sports a pair of disproportionally long pair of scaled legs, its feet sport three long flat toes, two tipped by short but sharp claws and that has one dagger-like claw on the inner most toe. The back of the feet also have a short hooked imobile toe, pointing upwards with another sharp claw, with which it will rake backwards at any thing standing behind it. These feet are meant more for walking than for perching on anything and the claws are one of its main defensive mechanisms.

The JubJub is also capable of flight, though it spends most of its time on the ground where it hunts. It technically has two sets of wings, however only the larger forward set is actually functional for flying, while the lower set is mostly vestigal, although some have considered their use as maneuvering tools. Both of these are what we consider traditional or 'terran' wings, namely single limbs which uses specialized feathers for flight rather the strange double limbs seen on the larger Wyverns.
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>>29341832

The JubJub varies widely from around 4 to almost 6.5 feet tall, half of which is its legs, and at most half that in actual body length when not factoring either its wings or legs. The largest measured wingspan, using its large functional wings, wass almost 10 feet when fully spread and 5 feet for its smaller set.

Its head sits atop a long neck and it shares the four sectioned jaw that is common in Lenoran avians and males also have a fancy crest atop its head, shaped a little like a swept back arrow head and coloured bright red, where as females simply have a short fringe of slightly longer red feathers.
Its whole body, except for its tough scaled legs, is covered in feathers, mostly in a light bright blue and green in the case of the males and a dull orange and pink in the case of the females.

The JubJub has two distinctive calls that can be easily differentiated from other wild life in the area. The first is its warning and attack call which is a shrill and high pitched scream, which its lets loose like a stacatto before either fleeing or launching itself at the offender. The second is its mating call which is a low but loud call that carries far over the open fields which sounds like a mix of a swallowing sound and 'gub gub', which it slowly repeats over and over again until it finds a mate or mating season ends, much to many locals annoyance.

Don't get to close and you should be fine but for the love of god beware the JubJub Bird, or you'll end up like Joseph, found out in the tall grass with your belly cut open.
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>>29342023
criticisms welcome as usual, let me know how dumb it is or what needs to be improved
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>>29342023
.......we have killer ostriches now?
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>>29342742
Really, we have had killer ostriches, the Run Motherfucker is basically a flightless 'bird'
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>>29342114
I like it!
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>>29330877
also I did a thing

http://vocaroo.com/i/s0I5a2WSvJtk
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>>29344283
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0Sz7whKBWH8
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So I have a date tonight. Not the fun kind sadly, I don't think those even exist anymore, but a meeting with the head of the bastards who started all this shit, the ones who drove us all here. Im tempted to not even go there myself but have Irwin and fifty Inquisition thugs just bag and tag the man and drag him into the deepest and darkest hole we could find. But I made the mistake of mentioning this around Minny and she gave me those damn eyes. Those big wet and shiny ones with the pouted lip, god, that sort of thing isn't supposed to work on me.

So this 'Manks' or whatever has Minnys protection, and strange enough as that sounds, its better than suit of armor and all the bodyguards in the city when it comes to me. We will meet and discuss whatever it is he wants, more than likely he's just another vulture come to try and rip his share off the dying animal that is KityCity. But Minny ensures me that they might of been acting like idiots but in times like this it might be a good idea to talk with another faction that has a serious hate-on for the King. Which naturally means I'll go and I'll listen and if it turns out he's worth something then KityCity might yet have a chance in all this chaos. And if not, if he turns out he's full of shit and wasting my time then I'll have him tracked and I'll only have him killed a day after the meeting, I won't even touch his friends or family.

Can't wait to meet the lucky guy.
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With the extreme nature of Lenoran seasons it is perhaps no shock to people that there are what would consider a lungfish. The Mudfish as it is being called is about two feet long and has an armor plated jawless head. The animal normally makes its living by trawling the bottom of shallow water basins slurping up various insect larva and detritus.

However as the dry season approaches the mudfish does something...unique. Like Earth's caddisfly larva, the animal secretes a stick mucus which it uses to create a protective layer around it. Mudfish typically make this 'cocoon' from small pebbles and mud. Through a chemical reaction the mud will harden around it and trap water inside the protective shell while still being porous enough to allow some oxygenation, likely this is a by reaction from the Mucus causing it to oxygenate the water over a period of time. In this shell it will enter a torpor state and stay this way until the rains begin to fall again at which point it will break free and proceed to go about business as usual. Mudfish is edible though many people claim it is not the best eating and will only turn to it in times of drought or when they are desperate for food.
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>>29344997
thoughts?
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>>29344997
I like it, what eats it though?
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>>29345507
I figure on smaller predators, maybe like Undines when the dry season starts or even animals like larger Dragon Rats and Imps.
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>>29345598
that and of course other fish and Skitthers as they'll likely eat anything.
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>>29345507
Humans because we eat everything.
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>>29346065
we are jerks like that
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>>29346401
hungry jerks clearly.
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ADEM BUMPS
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Located mostly in the southern stretches fo /tg/ and the forest/savannah borders of the southern hemisphere.

The Goblin is an offshoot of the widespread Imp creature, distinct enough to merit its on mention and entry. They are larger than most other Imps, although only marginally and most of that is in physical bulk and not height and their tails are significantly shroter and seem vestigal in nature.

Although intelligent, they have not shown the same signs of tool use that some has been spotted with certain Imps, instead they posses a complex social intelligence, they group together in what have been called 'hordes', sometimes numbering in the hundreds and still they seem to know who every individual in a gvien troop is. They are able to keep track of social rank, relations to others in the hierarchy and even blood relations.

Except for their lack of tails they do not differ in body structure from Imps, still having the powerful rear legs and same fore and mid limb wing structure.
Its head however is larger and set on a shorter neck, its four part beak has changed into a set of jaws not unlike a snout of a earth dog, whith mandibles that seperate vertically from the and then horizontally, although this horizontal set of jaws is covered by a flap of soft skin. Each of these mandibles holds a single large inch long canine like tooth that folds out when the jaws open. The inside of the jaws also hold more traditional set of teeth for actual chewing but the four large teeth, though sometimes used for tearing at flesh of larger prey or more likely carrion, they seem largely for dueling with other Goblins and intimidation purposes.

Otherwise the Goblins are almost identical with their Imp cousins with only slight coloration differences, yellows and browns being far more common than in Imps and the males eye markings are much brighter and show borth greens alongside blues.

Uses: They are sometimes hunted for meat but this is dangerous, Fedorans use them for...
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“Sir, Permission to speak freely?”

“Rhom, we aren’t the military, you can speak how ever you want, whenever you want. And even if we were I doubt would stop even if I said no. So speak.”

“This is a stupid idea, and your gonna get yourself killed.”

This Conversation was one that they had been repeating since He had decided on this venture.

Manx took a moment to look up from his book, revealing his bandage covered face. His single green eye flashed behind a broken pair of bifocals. “There is always that risk, every time we walk the life we have chosen. It has not stopped me before, it will not stop me now.” The book, a small paperback with a worn cover and spine, was bookmarked and stored in a pocket of an extremely tattered overcoat.

“I take it that its time then?”

“About, Huron and Magnus are in position, and Lt. Churclan and his Catachan are ready to pull an exfil if they need to.” The increasingly irritated Rhombus replied. “Sir, you shouldn’t even be moving, your injuries-The Sisters Hospitallars and our own medics said that damn it!”

Instead of answering, Manx simply got up, bracing himself with a cane before making a slow approach to the Governor’s Former Abode. He could remember the assault on this place, rushing the Marine positions on either side of the gate leading in. Planting explosives and watching the Builder-made gates rip apart. Now those guard posts were empty, the gate left in disrepair. He came to a sop at the Gate’s Threshold, turning back to his Second-in-Command.
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“I joined the 6th Column, not to lay idle in bed, but to fight for my home and my people. I couldn’t stay cooped in Hospice Station, knowing my people were fighting and dying for my war.” He paused, looking back at the Palace, and its darkened windows and empty appearance.

Rhombus was silent for a time, then he replied, “I should know by know that when you set yourself to something, you don’t stop. Just, keep safe sir. And good luck.”

“Luck? Maybe, but I’m not putting all my eggs in one basket,” Quickly crossing himself, and after that made his slow limping walk to the Palace.

The interior of the Palace was in the same shape the 6th Column attack had left it in. Bullet holes in the walls, burned marks and blown out walls from bombs. It’s strange, visiting the aftermath of your own destruction. Maybe if given time, Manx could have thought of something dark and poetic to better compliment this seen of past slaughter. Now, he had another goal in mind. Passing the entrance hall, and moving between the twin staircases, He came to stand in a open air courtyard in the center of the Palace. The remains of a Builder Statue, now in pieces littered the overgrown grass.

Taking a seat at the plinth of the broken statue, Manx waited patiently for the ‘Lord Inquisitor’. He wondered if she would remember him, for he surely would her. Ms. Fortune was a hard person to forget.
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One of the Builders came into my office today. They told me, through their Elf translator, that they were grateful for my gifts of "devestating revenge" and "blessed fire." They wanted to send one of their "Wing" who could no longer fight to learn how these things were done. I made non-commital noises and sent them away. I need to get the Council on this, ASAP.
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Hmm wonder how good builders would be at making things like minis and dice
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>>29351982
Forgeworld to our GW
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>>29352215
Well that's terrifying, wonder if they'd try to make their own wargames and such.
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>>29352252
to be fair thats probablly individual quality, id not be suprised if each set of Builder minis are handcarved and unique and take forever to make
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>>29352291
Honestly that would make them even more awesome. Imagine a two thousand point hand carved army done up by Builders. Shit would be expensive, rare and fucking awesome.
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>>29352321
I could see them and Old Earth minis being almost equal in value. I'd imagine Earth Gaming materials are akin to Family Heirlooms down the line for /tg/ers.
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>>29352558
Failbaddons with actual arms would be priceless
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>>29337817

The Mayor of ButterRoot is in town, relaxing at the spa. I’ve been pondering what to show him first the good news or the bad news.

There is no way he could ignore the engines on the Second Wind when it retrieved him; that alone will raise some questions that he will want answered. Then there are also the medical issues that need to be addressed. Of course I won’t explain to him the extent of our involvement with the BlackEye Plague but I’m wondering exactly how much I should explain for the time being.

Reassuring him that we have an effective and tested vaccine should go a long way to ensuring our continued partnership. Not like it was ever in question but there should be an increase in materials if we make it understood that there are problems we are actively trying to combat.

The airship yards would make an excellent tour, the Harbinger Commercia is being laid out and it’s close to the Tortolo farms where the blueprints for the methane conversion are being worked over.

There’s also the completed wall, could fly over and observe that with the Second Wind, as well as the ground work for the monorail system that’s being constructed to ferry guests to the various areas.

Ah well, I’ll give him the old “good news or bad news first” question. He can decide for himself.

I continued musing as I headed towards the Spa.
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>>29352721
Heh, there's only one Landraider on all of Lenore from Earth.
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>>29353558
but somehow all the Tau Players still have a Riptide
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>>29353631
To the point its considered a shame in future generations.
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>>29353810
Builders have created an art of taking downt he disgraceful Riptide with nothing but Kroot
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>>29354254
I wonder how long till they get some poor grognard to make them a Builder themed codex complete with Wings as the base squad and Gigants as heavy support.
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>>29354326
What would their elite and fast attacks be?
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>>29355402
Elites would be their war-priests, possibly also some form of senior warrior

Fast attack might be some form of cavalry(skaleforjd? scale wolf?) or beserker charger
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>>29355695
Fast attack would be Scale wolf calvalry or perhaps just trained wolves(they're bigger than us aren't they?). HQ would be Warpriest and probably A wing leader/First Father.
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>>29355946
I'd say troop would either be a full wing. or the weird sixes thing they've got going. Does anyone know what a full wing consists of?
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>>29356578
good point though the Forge mother seems to be in charge of making shit, Wonder what special rules they'd get
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>>29339056
>Basically; imagine a chill version of Christianity through the eyes of a modern 40k obsessed ca/tg/irl. That's the First Church of the Confederacy.
it is glorious
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>>29355695

I guess I have received The oft joked about title of xenologist. This is to say of the cultural and historical nature of the Builders. In this case I will begin to elucidate and explicate the nature of our Alien allies. These are of course potentially wrong as with all things and should be reviewed in further study.

The builder's basic structure is the 'wing' though perhaps it is better to say a pair of wings. This is almost always some multiple of six, though this is by no means a hard and fast rule for the beings they seem to operate on sixes. Using multiples and fractions of six as their basic source of mathematics. Either way, a Pair of wings will always exist within the Keeps of Builders one half is a 'home force' the nesting elements those who care for and maintain the Keep as well as farms, armor and all the basic domestic chores. The other is the Flighted wing which will go forth and conquer in essence the military half the equation. These two wings work in unison and are in fact able to freely exchange individuals. Outside of these which are the citizen/soldiers(there being no difference to Builders between the two) Are the Fathers and Mothers in essence the Elders of the tribe. Again in three or in larger tribes sixes. First Father and Mother are always deferred too. Both are positions earned rather than inherited apparently through a form of ritual combat. Should either meet their demise before the Ritual The younger Fathers and Mothers can opt to compete among each other for the position. This is not unheard of and should times truly be desperate the Eldest male and female may be elected into the position by rule of seniority.
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>>29357425
The Fathers and mothers lead small segments of the various Wings this is perhaps where we Encounter the titled positions the most in Builder life. Here we find the Generals, priests and matrons all positions that are competed for. Chief amongst them First Father the lord of the Tribe and leader of Battles and First mother Leader of the Nest and Matron of the Wings. These two in essence will decide the future of their tribes together and are able to freely choose mates from within the hierarchy with no recourse. This is perhaps one of the biggest differences between Fathers and Mothers and general Wing members. Builders though they have Familial bonds do not have what we would consider 'marriage' And often The Builder that Raises an infant is not the Biological Father and instead has simply adopted the child from the communal nests upon hatching. Mothers will care for the Hatchlings until they are old enough to be allowed to roam freely, at which point males and females will both take children into their care and train them in what they know. As such Builder house holds are rather bizzare by our terms. To a builder, the Father and Mother figure is synomous with General, Leader, and Parent. The First Father is the Father of his people and The First mother is Mother of her people.
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>>29357598
This leads to confusion in Human-Builder interaction as they will often try to find out who is the 'father' to a settlement. This is not meant as a slight but rather a manner of paying respect. Contrary to belief Builders do understand Diplomacy, a bloody, often rarely and frequently seen as pointless endeavor but, a useful skill none the less. And, first and foremost to Builder 'diplomats' is finding and paying Respect to a Tribes 'father and mother' as they are the embodiment of the Tribe.

In War, the Builders find themselves most assured, aggressively minded they have perhaps to an almost insane extent ritualized their combat. From what amounts to Birth Builder children are inundated with a war culture that prizes combat and glory in combat above all but the most base desires. In war builder Armies take on the same basic structure being led by a war chief and the front of his 'wings' Which are further divided into talons. The basic war party of the builder ranging from six to Sixty individuals per talon depending on the severity of the conflict.
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>>29357716
So, thoughts?
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>>29357733
Pretty frikken cool
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>>29357733
Gunpowder warfare is ging to fuck up the Builders worldview something fierce.
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>>29358044
The last thing we want is for them to get a grasp on modern weaponry and warfare. We may be friendly with them now but a few years down the line they may decide it's time to go conquer their neighbors.
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Now that I've had a chance to try some more of that horrible drink, let's get on with the story.

>cont from last thread

After we had established that I was a traveller with a modest amount of goods to trade (as they had evidently had problems with bandits and thieves in the past) the woman introduced herself as Elanah and offered to tell me more about how they lived due to the novelty of their situation (sometimes I won’t even get a “hello” or a “welcome stranger” when visiting new towns in my travels, although sometimes it’s better to avoid attention). The original settlers were refugees fleeing persecution from New Babel, although everyone who loses at politics calls it that. One even told me the story after some convincing! I’ve got it written down here somewhere. Over time others trickled in from all over the south. I met a stiff ranger-like fellow from somewhere west of here who preferred fighting with sharpened wooden stakes, while one evening a fellow serenaded me with old world classics on an improvised string instrument obviously based off a guitar but without the resonating body. It sounded odd, without the depth and volume behind it he had mastered a form of resonating zing when plucked, like an old Indian sitar. Their population was small though, word travelled slowly in those days and immigrants were comprised of an eclectic mix of refugees, outcasts and explorers who, like the original settlers, found the curiosity of the giant tree and the prospect of an unorthodox lifestyle under its eaves too much to pass up.
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>>29359632
Archive of part 1:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/29201755/#p29252317
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>>29359309
Too Little Too Late. We are already giving them Puckle Guns and access to Radios. Its only a matter of time when they do get it that there way of life isn't gonna survive US.

I guess when that happens then will decide the fate of the Wing.
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During my stay, there were three things that really struck me about this particular settlement and how they had adapted to a Lenorean existence. The first was the marvellous network of hand cranked gondolas that had brought me in and functioned as a system of mass transport along the inner ravines, through the underground vault and from the base of the tree to the upper reaches where the main settlement was located. I requested more than once to be taken out for “joyrides” which eventually led to one of the bemused hunters showing me how to work the mechanism myself. Taking surprisingly little effort, I was soon sailing along the branches with the breeze in my hair like a wind surfer, except drier and much higher off the ground. When one threw a cog and stranded me several meters from (relatively) flat ground for a terrifying thirty minutes I had an epiphany and upon being rescued I immediately tracked down Elanah to ask more about their inner workings.
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“If you’re interested in all of that, Ian’s the man to see. I’ll take you to him after I’ve eaten.” I shared in a light meal with her consisting of smoked meats, chewy slabs of (minced?) bark and a mildly disorienting deep maroon beverage distilled (I am told) from another of the tree products, some kind of seed pod or other. Eating on a low bench, we were joined by a party of hunters fresh from travelling the creekways in search of prey, which leads me on to the second remarkable aspect of life here – an energetic, friendly, spiked creature with a nasty looking tail that seemed to be for all the world as though you took the brain of a dog and put it inside a monkey, if the monkey had spikes bigger than an echidna’s. Named after their curious yowling cry, “wallers” were a common sight around the middle and upper reaches of the tree, their pick-like claws enabling them to clamber vertically along the soft wooden surface of the tree. Although half domesticated, it was almost impossible to give them meaningful commands. Luckily the beasts quickly reached a rapport with the first humans by learning where they didn’t belong, while in turn being welcome everywhere else.
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>>29360282
One of their main roles in the newfounded settlement was on hunting expeditions. Although at times as wilful as cats, they were often keen to join the hunters setting out for meat by swinging daintily along the underside of the lines after the departing gondolas. Amusingly, they were said to have a sixth sense whenever an expedition was preparing – lurking around the edges of eyesight or above roofs, and getting underfoot just as the spears start getting passed out. Whenever they scented something, they would charge ahead enmasse like beagles after a fox, overwhelming the unfortunate prey with multiple slashes and bites with razor sharp teeth. Outermost cuts of the meat would often have a curious “speckled” look as a result. Once downed, the wallers would take their fill of the prey leaving the rest for their human drivers. Leaving the outer meats, ligaments and tendons being untouched, they preferred the innermost organs as well as eyes, brain and other squishy parts. My theory is that they found these parts easier to digest, due to the nature of their teeth (which did not look suited for grinding their meals), but the end result is that much of the meat eaten had that curious pattern on it which even butchering and barbequing couldn’t quite disguise.
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I talk with the hunters about their ambushing techniques, fascinating weapons and how often they rescue itinerant travellers such as myself until dark, and I realise I have other errands to attend to. Elanah leads me to a remote cleft housing the largest of three workshop/armouries that store and service various communal gear. Inside it is lit by luminous grubs cunningly inserted into leaf funnels that direct their light onto workbenches, partially disassembled machines and other items of interest calling out for me to pore over them. Ian is a tall, lanky man in his late twenties who worked as a cashier clerk and built models (planes, ships, trains, a little Warhammer). Apparently this made him the most qualified for his new job here.
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“There are probably others out there better at this than me, but they’re not interested or not here so it falls to me I guess. Falls to me to keep everything working. It’s an uphill battle sometimes, but I manage with a little help here and there.”
Everything turns out to be the tram lines (woven from a species of grassy vine common on the plains), the clockwork machinery that keeps it ticking over as well as the tram cars themselves. The cars propel themselves along using a hand powered series of wooden gears which magnify the force a pilot exerts, and spins a wooden axle with just enough friction on the line to carry a few passengers up a gentle incline. He imparts to me conspirationally that if someone were to find a way to increase line friction or automate the propulsion process, they’d be a very popular person. Like any good tinkerer he had a couple of private projects on the go, but none that seemed particularly promising (to him, at any rate).
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In here everything is stained an ugly dark red, and Ian describes to me how an easy lubricant is mixed using boiled tree sap and various other materials collected locally. I notice it has the same bittersweet smell as the bark for dinner, while Ian goes on to explain how lucky he was to come over with his work apron (he wipes his hands on it as he says this). In fact, he’s wearing it now; its former neat green stained and smudged with dark red almost beyond recognition, but I make out the store tag all the same. He branches off to complain about how desperately he needs tools, and thinking fast I hand over a small nail file he might use to even wooden surfaces. He accepts the gift gladly, although he offers nothing in return. I don’t mind, it’s useful to have a few favours to call on some times. An “emotional traveller’s check” as Orson Welles put it.

He turns back to shaping a recalcitrant new cog.
“What I wouldn’t give for some music… all our electronics died months ago.”
I notice one of the everpresent wallers lying under a bench nearby, watching everything with a detached boredom. This one seems unusually placid, so Ian tells me his name is Bracky as he lets me in on another secret and hands me a sap brew.
“We think the tree sap is some kind of narcotic, which is why it makes such a tasty beer and why Elanah doesn’t like me drinking it in here. A bit like nicotine, actually. Seems to have a soporific effect on many of the animals though, which is why they avoid it when they can.”
Bracky tilts his head at the sound of his name, before hauling himself up to investigate another part of the workshop.
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>>29359833
well they dont know how to make them yet right?
lets trade knowledge of basic firearms for their knowledge of metalurgy, they seem pretty good at it
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The Palace was in just as much disrepair as I remembered, battle damage that had never been fixed and bloodstains that were never cleaned away. Once it had been the grandest structure in the whole city but the assault by the 6th column, the only attack that they had ever managed to keep entirely secret from me before it was already underway and then my men and I had only arrived on the scene to scrape up what was left and capture the injured and stragglers.

Even with those prisoners we'd not gotten much on the one who had planned the attack, just information on operations he had been involved in before and a name. But why did that name seem familiar, Im missing something I know it.

But thats why Inquisition Agents have been stationed all around and inside the palace, some have already reported sightings of 6th Columnists in position, likely providing cover or an exit strategy for their speaker. They probablly know we are here by now as well, you could feel the tension rising already, usually anytime 6th columnists and the Inquisition found each other operating in their vicinity it ended messily, they just weren't used to 'tolerating' each others presence.

Hmm? Footsteps, looks like my guest is here.

"Welcome Mr...Manks, was it?" I slip out from behind one of the pillars and walk slowly towards where he is standing, my hips sway in a way meant to draw the eye, either it would distract him and I'd have the advantage or he would ignore it and I'd be able to gauge the sort of man he was. God knows it was hard enough with him covered in banadages.

"So. You should know by now what my attitude towards you and your traitors is, you have no idea the restraint it is taking not to have you and your people dragged in for some 'talks'. What is this all about? Why am I even here?"

My eyes locked with his and something sparked in the back of my head, I knew this man! I couldnt place who he was but his eyes reminded of someone from before the Fedoran invasion.
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We don't know whats going on, its been days and the only people we've seen are the slaves who've been assigned to bring us food and water. We've not been called out to work or punishment or anything, we've just been penned up in the slave barracks this whole time.

We've had some news, a bigwig got bumped off at some point and now some sort of power struggle was going on between the left over Fedoran guards and...somebody. Id have guessed the 6th were back but theyve always been more interested on hurting the fedorans rather than helping the city or the slaves.

But really I just don't care, whoever wins I doubt they will be any better than the last bastard to rule the city
Please god, I just want to get out of this hell, I want to sleep in a real bed and without being chained to a wall. I bet those fuckers in /a/ dont have to deal with this shit.
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The transition period is over. All the industries have become private, and the council room is now much quieter. Some assistants, a few advisors, sometimes the representative of the Hunters (what's remaining of the army, those who didn't choose to become mercenaries), and the Watch commissar. They are the last public workers in the Honeypot (with the secret police and the Mint workers). The Old Keep feels rather empty now. Well, we've traded people for money, I regret nothing.

Outside, the city is thriving. Maybe thriving too much actually : there is an economic bubble already forming around the apiaries. The honey production has gone trough the roof while the masons don't even build new housing anymore. The eight wave will be well-fed, but they will sleep in the snow. A strong chemical industry complex is forming in the pass near the Fang, a high peak located half a cart day south of the Honeypot. There, soaps, detergents, refined waxes and other organic compounds are being made.

Traders have already petitioned to enlarge the northern road : believe it or not, there is kilometre-long traffic jams these days. The interests on the benefits on the shares sales will probably go there. I would have preferred to have some money available when the eight wave arrives, but all that money would be useless if the newbies can't even reach us beyond the uninterrupted flow of carts. Speaking of the North, Gardebrume is now a city in its own right. With a good chunk of the woodsland around having being turned into timber, there is now a fairly important agricultural economy. Their major production is still moss bread, sadly. The former outpost is also turning into a true trading hub, with tribal traders from all /b/ and /v/. I've already seen some of this simili-silk they call Rayon, our traders buy it (for a small fortune) from Bubonicus envoys (or smugglers, our traders don't really want to know). The Rayon is then sold in the Confederacy for a real fortune.
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>>29363847
given most of the swords we have are reforged from Three hundred year old pieces left by them...yeah I'd say they're good at it. Their steel blends are something to be prized I get the feeling.
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>>29364510
>in /a/

oh that poor besotted fool.
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We listen now to the sound of Thunder cracks as the Wing's kindred practice. Taking aim with this 'puckle gun' and Thunder hammer. My daughters, my beautiful strong daughters sing their songs as we study them mechanisms and begin the ritual of anointing and conversion. We take apart each piece and see the way they work, understand the nature of the power within. These are machines of a fine order, like the Southern Empire with its winding clicking cogs and springs. These Other's know the power of machine and are apt to put it to use.

So now, I start the forges and begin the process of making for the People. We also have offered in clandestine talks the beginnings of work on their Mars pattern rifle. A weapon dedicated to their Stars from Their world. I look forward to studying the processes. We listen to the ringing of the steel from the guns and understand, this is not like ours, it is forged differently. A problem most interesting. In the meanwhile times we have started producing for our Kindred these 'space marines and kroot' figures. It is amusing really in the Days before falling, the People would create statues to their patron warrior clan, my first carving was to She who forged the blade. Our first Forge Mother. Never did we think of using those same skills to make a form of...play.
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>>29366242
this makes me squee

also: first unique character of the Builder WH army - She Who Forged the Blade
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bump so this doesn't fall off the page
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I am very much interested in seeing a full Builder army list for either WHFB or WH40K now, I dont much care which or how it works out fluff wise but I want it
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the Inquisition? does this mean we have a catgirl dressed like this?
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>>29370268
no disagreement from me there

>>29370490
and no, not quite, the hat is right and so is the colour, but its more of a cloak than a priests robe, and she also keeps her identity concealed
>pic related

also, she only wears the cat ears when off duty
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Butterroot Keep really is something, sure it isn't as big as Koganusan or as River City, but neither of them were built up from scratch like the Keep was. Aside from the Keep proper every building here was built by human hands.

Thats not to say its a small place, actually compared to many other citys in the Confederacy the Keep is pretty widely spread out for its population. But thats largely due to the strict adherence to the 'Mayor Master Plan', a set of city layouts and street plans designed with a vey forward thinking mindset, meant to ensure that our city doesnt become the crazy mess that many citys become as they grow to fast. Its all been laid out with very wide streets, evne with sidewalk areas marked out. The buildings even have fire-breaks between them every fifty feet.

There is even a burgeoning industrial sector being constructed, the copper foundry, the wireworks have been built, although the insides are fairly empty as operations are still pretty small scale but its big enough to easily expand as the production does. The explosives 'factory' and chemical 'plants' have also been finished and although the buildings are big and well reinforced(and kept well aways a part) the insides are really just a couple of tables and old world scavenged stuff like pots and boilers being used to do the work.
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>>29371849

We even have the first official city park zoned in a ring around the Keep, large swath of land has been marked out officially for cultivation of a 'green' space, with grass growth being encouraged and beds for the first flowers prepared, for now we just have orchids and the local Creeping Roses but we hope to include more flowers as more waves arrive and we trade with other cities.
The Monument for the Second Battle of Cadia is also located in the park, with orchids planted and the first transplanted trees for shades around it. We might even get ponds dug and orangelillies growing in those, we could even pick some fish out of the lake to fill them in as well.

All in all the City is like a strange mix out of one of those old Adobe built vilalges, a renaissance village and a realized Garden City. Even the farms and the Scale Wolf corrals all accorded to the official layout and were designed to work with the over all long term plan. We even had official waste collectors and a garbage area. Even pollution and waste has been taken into account with lengths taken to avoid tainting our natural surroundings more than we already have.

Its certainly strange, but I havent heard many people complain aside from the need to walk to much, but even those people just put in a request for their own Scale Wolf rather than whine about it.
Despite everything it is our home after all.
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>>29370268
I'm not sure which would work best honestly. I mean, on the one hand warhammer fantasy would maybe make more sense but the sci-fi insanity of 40K also makes sense.
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Up until now me and my medical staff have been stuck inside a section of the Keep for all of our work and its getting to the point where we need a proper Hospital, even just caring for the injured Boyz and Outriders that were returned has nearly taken up all of our space, its a fact we can't avoid. The Keeps medical wing will stay in operation but I've sat down with the other medical personnel to plan out the new facility.

Thats actually something that I'm unused to, I'm only a nurse really but I now have more than a few Doctors and other Medical professionals answering to me, where they might have more expansive medical knowledge than myself it seems my experience actually running the infirmary here and a ward back on Earth makes me the best suited to being incharge. I defer to the experts on medical matters but I've more or less been pushed into a management role, although I do still make the rounds when I can.

The Hospital will keep in line with the Mayors intentions to look forward and will be built large enough to open up rooms and wards as is needed but until then it will stand mostly empty. But we hoped to open a few things from the get go, a couple exam rooms, surgeries and treatment rooms, two large wards for long term patients, a childs wing and even ward set aside for psychiatric patients, for our one qualified psychologist. Alongside that we would have offices for the doctors, a staff area and a kitchen. It wouldnt be much to start really, we wouldnt have any of the fancy modern equipment from back on earth, but it would better than a cramped infirmary by miles.

Naturally there would be atleast a couple wings left closed until they were needed and with our building style, more square sections could be added as needed, upwards or outwards, even more so now that we were importing, and in some cases producing, concrete from places like Kog which would serve as a reliable foundation.

We'd need a name for it eventually but for now we had our plans.
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>>29370490
heh
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>>29352981
Well, after several hours of... recreation, we were ready to follow the Chairman wherever he decided to go.

I was intensely curious as to what they had done. I knew that /sci/ would be resourceful, but this was a bit much even for them.

Either way, I was ready to hear it.
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>>29366242
The first of the hammers has been made, it is...elegant in its stature, meant to be wielded with force and finesse. Shield on the wing and hammer at the ready. We have also made shot as it is called for it. Spiked like nails they are and meant to drive into flesh. These are forged not from metal but carved from the wood like metal that grows within this forest. We have also begun the process of forging new weapons from the old. The First shall be a gift, my favored Daughter works now upon a blade for the people of the Old border post. They who ride the Warhounds this blade will incorporate their art, the machines, shot and black powder. It will be an exquisite piece, one that I will let my daughter claim a name from.
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>>29374359
oh god what are they making?
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>>29375237
knifeguns.
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>>29375468
I feel like I should be excited for that.
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>>29375483
And you better wait for the warhammershotgun.
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To make this /tg/ related. Let's posit a potential Army for the builders figure we'll do 40K

HQ's:
Warpriest(gets access to those fucking staves.)
First Father( acts as a commander and bolsters the troops)

Troops:
Talon of Builders(something like space marines or Eldar?)
Other Cohorties? human allies, Cutbolds?

Heavy Support:
Fucking Gigants
Artifact wielder team?(war priest squad?)

Fast attack
Scale wolves either as attack dogs, or riders?
Skalplforjd calvary?

Elites:
Veteran Builder Talon
Artifact wielders in general
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>>29375982
thoughts?
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>>29375982
I can see those possibly working, although Cutebolds seemed to have been unwilling slaves on their side


possible additions-

HQ -
Forge Mother(bolsters troops and has access to best equipment)
Warsingers(codespeakers and communications officers)

Heavy Support:
Artifact teams(a junior warpriest with attendents)
Elvem Talon (humans who have adopted builder culture)

Troops:
Builder Talon armed with Ripper Pattern guns (hand held scaled puckle guns)

Fast Attack:
Scale Wolves and Wivverns as attack dogs

Elite:
Stealth Gigant(legendary but considered dishonorable)
Veteran/Named Gigant Pilot
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>>29376480
Id say that Puckle gunners are more likely either a buy on for a Talon or a heavy support choice. Maybe an Elite slot is a Thunder hammer team?
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>>29376508
it would depend on whether or not we are speaking WHFB or WH40K, FB id definitely agree with you but with 40K id say the Puckles guns would be issued to ranged Talons while CC Talons got Thunderhammers
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>>29376480
HQ's:
Warpriest(gets access to those fucking staves.)
First Father( acts as a commander and bolsters the troops)
Forge/First Mother

Troops:
Talon of Builders(something like space marines or Eldar?)
Elves(human allies maybe led by a builder)

Heavy Support:
Fucking Gigants
Puckle Gun Teams.


Fast attack
Scale wolves either as attack dogs, or riders?
Skalplforjd calvary?
Wivern teams

Elites:
Veteran Builder Talon
Artifact wielders in general
Stealth Gigant.
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>>29376934
heh sorta like terminator Squads.
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>>29376934
I wonder, would we give them something like the Mars Patterns?
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>>29377108
Discussed in the IRC. We speculated on something you could call "Builder Class Ripper Guns".

Large, overengineered puckle guns with big bayonets.

I figure they're probably pretty crappy at ranged combat; you don't ever see Builders with bows and you don't retrieve ranged weapons from the ruins.

But they'd love something like that. Just make it like a shotgun instead of a rifle; accuracy won't matter much.

Fire from the hip at close range and knife what you don't shoot.
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>>29377202
well if they were using just bows could they have simply rotted away?
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Fellow councilors and leaders, I have been pondering this Fedoran situation. Already we have small scouting and strike teams up there poking at them endlessly though to be honest I don't recall voting on sending anyone down there to do that but it seems it's too late to question that now.

So, how might we further antagonize our hat wearing enemy? I would suggest we begin an Underground Railroad, smuggling Fedoran slaves away from the cities and into our helpful hands. We can use the maze of tunnels and even if they are already aware of them, surely they can't watch all of them and if they tried we could just kill them as usual.

If we can remove the Fedoran work force, surely their back will break eventually.
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>>29377379
you forget councilor we have to deal with the Eighth wave coming.
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>>29377421
And we can use these resources in place to filter up their eighth wave as well, weakening them further and sparing the newbies the suffering to come at Fedoran hands.
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>>29377505
We of the Sixth would like to point out, that this is true but, as with us they might not all be willing to follow our way of living. Can The Camp hold all of these people?
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>>29377379
I made a suggestion concerning this earlier.

If we can flip Kitycity we build a second camp there - Camp Horus or Camp Armageddon or something.

Then we gather liberated slaves there. We ship 6th column up here and retrain them as soldiers.

I'll transcribe it for the sake of making it easy to read it all.
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>>29377861

From this thread:
suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/29201755/

>I'd say this wouldn't be a bad idea the only issue is we need to at least keep the Fedorans pressed against the wall. In one way pressing the attack isn't a bad thing even as the new waves come in. In other's its a faulty solution. So long as we keep the war effort present and continue to harass all but the most secure supply lines we might be able to do both right?

The ideal would be to leave a small force of Confederate soldiers and 6th column troops down there for the season to round up and send newbies up north, so the Fedorans cannot.

Remember, the Fedorans can't raid /new/ like they used to due to their fleet losses. Everyone we recruit from their territory becomes a Confederate citizen instead of a Fedoran citizen as well.

If Kitycity could be turned we could use that as a local hub for retraining soldiers and gearing up for a major war, as well as establish a second newbie camp there. Of course Kitycity would then beome a place we have to defend. However, it's an extremely defensible city and wouldn't need an enormous garrison to hold the walls. Moreover, the manpower devoted to taking or besieging a turned Kitycity by the Fedorans would mean they could recruit far fewer newbies or raid for fewer slaves.

In other words: If we take Kitycity, we hurt the Fedorans badly and we will only gain strength while they lose it. If we don't but ferry people up here instead we'll STILL gain far more than the Fedorans will, just less.

Either way we'll have actual cannons next season that can tear down stone walls, so Kitycity can choose to turn now and retain some autonomy or we can capture it next season.

It's my favorite kind of situation: One where the enemy can only lose and we can only win.
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>>29377964
Some people believe that on some level I lead the Confederacy. Nothing could be further from the truth. The evidence is in the plans I propose that everyone else more or less ignores. I'm about to go campaigning again in the vital time just prior to the Eighth wave arrival.

Here's what I'm going to talk about.

War Plans
People keep wanting to filter down soldiers to support the 6th column's guerrilla war. I think this is the exact OPPOSITE of what we should be doing.

The 6th column is a terrorist organization. Well, "freedom fighters" since they're on our side, but terrorists in all but name. They're poorly equipped, led, and organized. Most of the damage is done by the supposed and near mythical Ex-Delta Force operative among them. They accomplish very little; mostly harassing the enemy.

Has anyone considered what they'll do once we take over Fedoran lands? No, I thought not.

We can prevent them from fighting against US in the future through our "Amnesty and Training" program. The Guerilla war shifts into low gear. Instead, we shift them up here. Grant them official pardons for past crimes (terrorists, remember, they'll have committed a few) and Confederate citizenship. We'll filter them - the useless get to live here, those with actual military aptitude get training and decent equipment. Any new atrocities they commit now can be punished legally, since they'll be official citizens.

We'll have to pull back heavily during the next wave anyway, otherwise we won't pull in all the newbies we can save. We give the same training to newbies, 6th column, and liberated slaves. Meanwhile the Fedorans POWs are shifted to separate work camps out of the major cities.

With this we'll increase the size of our military forces dramatically. Newbies, retrained 6th column and liberated slaves and recruits within our current cities. We'll shift old equipment to trainees.
cotd.
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>>29377997
This will also give us time to add to the production of Mars-Pattern Rifles. We should have several hundred by that time.

With our newly expanded army we can go into Fedoran Territory and work on taking each town city-by-city, while leaving a sufficient garrison that towns do not turn into chaotic messes.

Make no mistake; we'll probably have to invest heavily into repair and restructure of these cities. That's something we have to regear our shipping for.

Some people believe all Fedorans should be executed. While that's not technically genocide, it's close enough. We aren't as different as we'd like to believe. Rotten leadership rots the core, and otherwise decent people turn into monsters. Had we popped in Fedoran territory most of us would have merely become terrorists at best.

The worst get executed quickly and cleanly. No torture. Those capable of redemption get sentenced to many years in the work camps away from society. The average citizen gets amnesty. However - those cities have rotted for too long.

Rather than simply conquer them, I want us to divide the existing population of those cities up (that have committed little enough crime that they can earn amnesty) and relocate them to existing Confederate cities. At the same time, populations of Confederate cities - largely newbies and volunteers - resettle those lands. In the old world this would be a kind of genocide, but the Fedorans are new immigrants to Lenore just like us. Those that can be redeemed should get the opportunity to be.

That's some of the big opposition. It's too nice and merciful. I know what the Fedorans do. I know what they are. But I won't have us turn into the French Revolution, rafting on rivers of blood.

Whatever problems this causes it's better than building our nation on an empire of corpses. The Keep has always followed a policy of amnesty and reintegration with society and always will.

If I ruled this place it wouldn't be a debate. But I don't, and it is.
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>>29377202
>that feel when you'll never be able to field Builder sniper teams
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>>29378029
Isn't that called a heavy artillery crew?
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>>29378098
...I'll take it.

"You do not call Builders for delicate work. You call builders to wreck everyone's day. Including yours."

-A quoted Ranger.
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Is there any art of the builders?
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I've come back to my people at war. This sends my heart pounding, the wardrum beating hard in my chest as I learned of the details and hear the exploits of the People.

I've commandeered the...Radio machine from the people of The Old Wall Nest, of the Northern Border. They call this place Cadia now. I have sent word to my Children that the First Father and his wing has Returned and that we are ready to aid in the endeavor, and that we shall stand by the Other People, that we have glory to find in this and Shall Once more be part of the Long war.

Do you hear me my children! Do you hear my Drum beating strong with the Righteous wrath that we shall bear down upon our foes?
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>>29379507
Oh fuck.
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>>29377379
>>29377616
>>29377861

Fellow Councilors and Honored Mayor, it is with a heavy heart that I must say we have lost communications with our Hunters in the heart of Fedoran territory. As many of you know, the Tower's Hunters are highly skilled at hiding among the forests and I still have hopes that many of them have survived their encounters with Fedoran forces, but are unable to communicate with us or the radiomen who were previously located at Fort Dunmer.

At the current time I am unable to recall or resend orders to them about your plans to siphon off slaves and new arrivals from Fedoran lands. As many of them have grown accustomed to the stars and astrology of this world I have no doubts they realize the next wave is coming. What they plan to do about that is solely up to them if they are still in the field.

I am currently on the fence about absorbing one of these Fedoran cities into the folds of the Confederacy. The reports we are receiving of their obstruction common human rights is troubling to say the least. While I see the logic in your presentation of flipping the so called KityCity, I also think that allowing their common practices to continue among the Confederacy would change us as a whole.
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>>29383190
To remove all previous members of the cities ranking officials and restart the city would be favorable, however, it requires too much time and resources we cannot spare to send down there. Remember the Fedorans are crawling all over their own territories. We lost Fort Dunmer to their assault so the city itself is effectively cut off from us. Would it not be more preferable to have them kill each other off and expend their decreasing resources on each other rather than provide them with a localized target to unify their forces behind assaulting? KityCity is a long way away and should we managed to retake Fort Dunmer as well as flip the city we would be heavily extending our supply lines to defend the town while they would be laying siege in their back yard.
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Word has gotten back to me of the deaths of my old playmate Aquarius, his leader the ever playful Grand Wizzzard and his entire entourage. Assassination! Tis a shame, such open minded people are a rare find, even in this moraless land, never mind the entire explosives innovation industry, taken out by one fell swoop by the enemy! The Wizzzards made explosives with what fluids they were blessed with. I too can do this with the solids the atheist anti-god blessed me with. It is time, I, Lord Diaper, step into the breezy power vacuum left behind. Our enemies will know my overwhelming aura of power! I will show these Confederates and those Sixth Column nobodies the real power of my dirty bombs! The condemned will die gasping in my gas chambers! Prisoners made to harvest in the fecal mines in this cities sewers. We will cream the enemy like corn and smear their mess across the walls as a warning! Do you hear me Confederates, do you hear me Sixth Column? I will rip you a new one!
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>>29383190
Our demand for the adherence of a flipped city to adhere to ALL regulations of the Confederacy is non-negotiable, including signing our charter of human rights.

And full membership with a seat at this table would be dependent upon independent review to ensure that they adhere to those terms.

That said, there have been reports that there has been a major Fedoran assault on the southern expeditionary forces. This only reinforces my statement that we must not continue solely with Guerrilla warfare and that we must not advance in force into their territory without proper preparation.

If it is not viable for us to build a fort there it is my stance that we should build a camp between Cypress Grove and Kitycity.

My thoughts and well wishes go with the hunters; it is not right that we merely hope that the forces we committed to the south are alright, however.

I propose that we send a force of 300 soldiers south to aid the 6th column and Confederate forces in withdrawal, as well as liberating as many slaves as we can.

We should also send a diplomat south to look into the possibility of flipping Kitycity; our intelligence prior to our loss of communications indicated that they were the most likely city to flip.
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It’s been nearly a week and our plans in KityCity have been completely thrown out. Baby, bath water, and bathtub all sailing from the window to dash along the rocks as the morning tide crashes in on them. Metaphors aside I’ve found time to write now that we are finally outside that damned city and their psychopathic leaders.

Shortly after the successful assassination of one of the whizzards all hell broke loose. While the other Whizzards did manage to find my gift for them, it did nothing to prevent them from performing a funeral for their High Whizzard, which we later learned was thrown from the top of a tower by one of the cities ruling members during a meeting. They all attending the funeral, and they all paid for it as the coffin was rigged to blow. With all of the Whizzard’s deceased, the military arm of the Fedoran army vacant from the city, there was no one to pin the “retaliatory” strike against the brothel on. If we had gone through with the next assassination it would be fairly obvious that someone was in the city performing the assassination that wasn’t a normal Fedoran. Plans for creating turmoil among their ranks fell apart as quickly as the Kities began to take control of the city.

Being an unaffiliated refugee living among the now deceased Whizzard refugees became extremely dangerous. The “police” of KityCity began to patrol the refugee quarters and it was only time before they realized we did not belong. I have to admit, their red robes and foppish red hats gave me a chuckle when I realized they were channeling the Monty Python Inquisition. It took a lot of effort not to run up to one and proclaim that “No one expects the Inquisition”.
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It took a day of rounding up the slaves and bringing them to our quarters to prevent them from being redistributed throughout the city. Paperwork, talking, negotiating, claiming to be their rightful owner, I honestly don’t even know what all I said. I spent all day talking with so many different people and telling them each what I thought they wanted to hear so that I could reacquire all the freed slaves I came into the town with. They informed me that night of several known routes out of the city, and when I explained the underground passageways and the correct shadowmarks the Builders had used to mark them several of them had seen the markings that we could use the tunnels to escape from.

Unfortunately we weren’t able to leave the next morning like I had hoped. My sole goal was to get the Admirals to safety, but several of the Freeman had found other slaves seeking amnesty in the Confederacy. We spent two additional days locating the slaves and establishing a plan for our departure with them. Despite our best efforts at vetting the slaves we would be coordinating our escape a few of them tried bringing others in on the escape and our plan was revealed to the Inquisition in the eleventh hour.

Several of the slaves attempted to break free or moved towards the tunnel entrances without noticing the Inquisition members. They were quickly round up and taken for “questioning”. Being the only “Dark Elf” in the city I knew it was only a matter of time before they cracked the slaves and revealed me as the mastermind. Despite the tunnels having guards stationed around them I wanted to fight and attempt a breakthrough. Thankfully one of the slaves mentioned a separate entrance into the city proper where we could locate a tunnel without the suspicion of the Inquisition in the refugee quarters.
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Entrance into the city was a task in it of itself. Locating the proper hovel among a sea of dilapidated lean-to shelters and multiple story tall homes built upon homes with more housing built upon it. All of the houses lead to ramps that crisscrossed and laddered up one level, across a roof, and down two just to find the ramp that lead to the next house over. Carts and slave pens had been used to construct the various shelters that had been squished into a small corner of the quarters while pricks like the Whizzards could build large workshops, storehouses, and use the Builder towers for their own homes. The line between slave and the lowest ranking members of Fedoran society blurred in these slums and luckily the Inquisition hadn’t completed clearing them out yet. I’m sure they had ears in nearly every wall, but for the time being it was still a mess that would provide us the needed cover for our departure.

Upon locating the house one of the slaves reported seeing the Builder shadowmarkings for a tunnel the Admirals distracted the owner while I found the entrance. It’s amazing how the simplest thing like a girl paying attention to a fellow neckbeard can still distract them from a person opening a whole in their rear wall.

Entrance into the city was fairly easy at that point. The Neckbeard was left gapping at the new whole I had left in his wall, the few slaves remaining encircled the Admirals and myself, and with a hood up and people around me it wasn’t too hard to blend in and located the next tunnel entrance. Having the slaves serve as lookouts I was able to open the entrance to the tunnel and drop down inside.
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The Admirals followed and the remaining slaves managed to slip in unseen. One of the slaves had managed to locate an old earth lighter and tried lighting it in the tunnel after we resealed the entrance. His actions ruined my nightvision and brought the attention of some of the Inquisitors that had been placed in the tunnels to prevent our planned escape. I managed to confiscate the lighter, but I was left gropping around using the wall to lead me while the footsteps of the Inquisitor grew closer. The sound of her boots splashing in the thin puddles of water that collected underground grew closer and closer as my eyes struggled to readjust. I sent the Admirals ahead along with the slaves and turned back to at least stall her.

I closed my eyes and began to take slow deep breaths while listening to her hurried footsteps grow near. My K-Bar and skinning knife had found their way into my hands and I stood ready.
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I reopened my eyes as her footsteps grew closer and they only took a few moments to readjust to the darkness. I saw her holding a baton above her head intent on cracking it across mine. With my left hand I parried the descending blow and slashed across her gut with my right. I intended to disembowel her with the gut hook from my skinning knife, but beneath the flashy red robes was a reinforced leather that caused my knife to jerk in my hands and I almost dropped it. I had done little more than slice a section of her robe and maybe poke a hole in her leather.

Her next blow was an attempt to follow through after my parry. She struck out at my left side and I took a step forward and put my arm up to block her wrist rather than allowing the baton to strike me. I once again tried to use my skinning knife, and once more my knife caught leather beneath the robes. This time I was rewarded with a left hook to the face. I let the force of the blow redirect my body as I dropped beneath her extended right arm and slipped away from her reach, but my knife was left hooked inside the leather bracer on her arm. The two of us took a step back to size each other up. I was obviously skilled and not the simple slave or average Fedoran she had been dealing with normally. She was dangerous enough that I couldn’t let her get away and alert the others. I realized that I had apparently connected with something on my second blow as she switched the baton to her offhand and her right went limp and my knife fell to the ground.

She was now noticeably weaker and slower. Another overhanded attack by her offhand. I made a grab for her wrist and stepped to the outside while jamming my right palm into her elbow.

“No one”

Rather than allowing me to snap her arm she went through and I had her arm behind her back.

“Expects”

I jumped up and put my knee against her back. Using my entire weight I rode the inquisitor to the ground.

“The Spanish Inquisition!”
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I had knocked the poor girl out. Apparently having a man jump on your back and ride you to the ground isn’t the best thing when you’re landing on carved stone floors. I searched her robes and located a few minor trinkets and memorabilia which I secured. Her baton was safely tucked away in my coat before I threw her over my shoulders and ran to catch up with the others.

I made it back to the group around the time she started to come back to. Kathrin had some rope that we used to secure the Inquisitors wrists before we resumed our exodus from KityCity by way of their tunnel system.

When the Inquisitor fully regained consciousness and began to yell one of the slaves pulled a ballgag from his bag. After a quick minute of strange and questioning looks from the rest of us he made a few swipes of his hand to “brush it off” then he stuck it in the poor girls mouth and we resumed our journey. I’m sure the gag had its origins from someone in Fedoran Hell, I just don’t know if I want to ask why he had it or felt it necessary to bring with him.
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>>29386518
hahahahaha oh god thats great

>>29386592
lets just hope the Admirals arent the jealous type right? cause you know, some people might question a guy who shows up with another woman slung across his shoulder
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>>29386518
I lol'd
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>>29379507
We heard the First Father for the first time in many days last night. He sung to us through the machine, speaking of the right to wage the Long War again.

How we missed his song, it quickens the blood to know that he has returned to the People and shall be eager to wage battle at our side. I wanted to call out to him, to sing forth the songs of the deeds of my own brothers and myself to him. I know that he took our most skilled and eldest Wing members with him. That we are not the most skilled in battle but, I know he would be proud.

As it stands we wait. I have had to remake my character now, as the...orc samurai of the streets I had made was killed by the master of games. He mentioned something of Mohawks, though I've no idea what sort of plumage or bird he means by this. I believe I shall make an Adept this time.Perhaps an elf though they seem to be different than what they call an elf here. It is hard to reconcile that, I should see if there are not...rules to play one of the People.
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The Huntress Fleet has finally finished construction and the ships armed with the wooden cannons that have been copied from captured Fedoran designs and even a few smaller cast iron culverines of our own experimentla designs. They are far from perfect, and we still suffer misfires and explosions, but careful firing practices and retiring canons that have seen extensive use minimizes this problem. We also avoid the use of the Fedorans exploding canon balls and instead will make do with solid and grapeshot which also reduces the danger of their use.
Now fully armed and crewed the fleet of schooner-like ships are sailing south under the command of Queen Artemis to investigate the possible threat down there. Gudrun is still frothing but she can't do much with her own fleet still under reconstruction.

In the mean time the Moot is abuzz again from news on the main land. The Fedoran lands are under attack from the so called 'Confederacy', no major forces have been commited but guerilla warfare and insurgancies are springing up and causing havoc all across our hated enemies territory. This is likely a build up to a larger offensive in the future. Excellent. If we time this right we can swoop in and catch up another good batch of slaves in the chaos, with no chance of an effective retaliation. Several of the Queens are already gearing up for such an attack, fleet Queens are recruiting more crews and the Island Queens are uping their production of weapons, supplies and ships, even the Duchy Islands are being called on to ready themselves.

Usually I would oppose this we want these places to exist, they serve as a constant source of our wonderfull slave boys but with the Confederates moving in to take the Fedorans place it wont matter.

Cassandra seems hesitant, she has been pushing us to concentrate on the construction of infrastructure and less raiding. She may be showing weakness, it may soon be time for a new leader in the Queens moot.
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>>29387098
that would be incredibly fun, I'd love to play a builder in Shadowrun
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>>29387364
I'm not even sure what would be required to stat a Builder honestly. I mean beyond angry birdmen there's little we really know about them. Well, that and the goddamned singing.
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>>29387348
Fuck yeah Grandia!
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>>29323025

>One of the last forts before /b/ is named "Cadia"

This cannot be a good sign.
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>>29387467
Two major battles say: We held the line.

Cadia is aptly named.
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>>29387467
Its been attacked in two major wars and been the Decider. Its to the point where unlike River City or Kog which has its weird ass guild system. Cadias people divide themselves up by which regiment they fight in.
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>>29387449
I like this guy
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>>29323025
I get that builders are birdlike aliens and eleves are weirdo humans
but what the hell are buggers? are they like those aliens out of Enders Game?
same question for swampers
how many damn aliens are there?
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>>29387945
Buggers and swampers are Human factions. Buggers are mountain dwelling, Best Korean wannabes that are slowly grinding themselves into dust. Swampers are well...space mormons that are refugees and rebels from Fedoran lands that are living in the weird ass swamps. Both are still very human though.
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>>29387998
space mormons?
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>>29388120
Well transplanted highly religious folk. We're calling them space mormons because they sorta went hogwild with things when the Fedoran's instituted a ban on Religion.

Basement Baptists if you will.
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>>29388180
Thats...sorta weird.
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>>29383370

Behold my greasy children! It is time for me to depart the great city of Catan. I must go to KittyCity to reinstitute order by the command of King Fedora himself! I leave now with my faithful minions, Teddy and Maxx along with a contingent of 25 Angry Marines! Oh, and I can't forget about Herbert the Pig who will be pulling my cart of home made pies and bombs.

We will move like the wind and they will know our arrival by our trumpeting and aura of power. We will not give them advanced notice, however. I must know if they have spies in the great city of Catan and if I am expected, it will be known. We must be silent and deadly in setting the wayward city straight again.
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>>29386674
dang it this is /tg/ and not /a/ and Lenore and not Harem Knights!
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Looking up from his perch to the sound of a familiar voice, but an unfamiliar mask. Height was about the same, the damn cloak made an exact measurement difficult, but that voice wasn’t something you forget. Definitely her.

“Traitor, funny hearing that coming from you,” He might have smiled, but then again the bandages made telling a bit difficult. “I have to congratulate you on your rather stunning wipe of the Wizzards Guild.” He brought his cane up laying it across his knees. He had barely had enough time to get his Sleepers out before the Inquisition closed the place down. “Rather interesting means of handling them too, using their own explosives.”

“As for why we are here, whether we like it or not we are in the same boat,” In more ways then you could possibly know he thought to himself. A certain sheet of paper, sharing the same pocket as the book he had been ready earlier made it even more clearer. Orders for the Head, Vergil, orders that he could not in good conscience follow. And because of this, he was here talking to an old friend in the hopes that he could somehow make a deal with the devil and secure a future for K.C.

A future apart from the Fedorans.
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Not even a twitch in his eyes towards my hips, just straight eye contact, that was unusual, most men were atleast curious and betrayed a slight weakness. With this man, nothing.
So I slip my rob a litter wider open and cross my arms under my two prominent assets lifting them up more prominently as I listened to his words.

"Yes traitor, you joined up with those idiots who thought it would be better to encourage more violence rather than try and save what they could when the Fedorans moved in. And you can save your praise, I'd rather know how you got that information in the first place-"

I didn't like this, this man was far to calm in my presence, people acted in two ways in my presence, they were either scared shitless or hot under the collar. And still I couldnt place where that feeling of deja vu was coming from but that eye, I remembered that damn eye from somewhere.

"You're acting pretty damn familiar for a man who is supposed to be my mortal enemy. And I think I recognise you from somewhere." She planted her feet and set her shoulders, her arms still crossed infront of her, as she faced him head on with a scathing glare.
"Who ARE you? You come to me speaking of a shared danger but right now all im speaking to is a shadow. And why would I believe a shadow?"
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>>29393025
and a big version for doodling on.
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>>29393060
>>29393025
thank you artist!
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>>29393025
squeeeee, thank you!
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>>29393025
That is awesome, that look like itll be perfect for OPs from now on
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>>29393060
art anon is godly.
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>>29393025
>>29393060
Spectacular job, art Anon!

By the way, there are two google documents available now.

1: Industry Reference Document, so you can know what every city makes.


2: Wave Math Arguments, because the original figures were based on a much smaller 4chan and will kill us all if we stick to them.

Both links are available in the chat.
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>>29387098
Needs more hammer wielding birdpeople.
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>>29374181
After arriving at the Spa I greeted the Mayor and the Cannoness at the front of the main building.

“Thank you both for taking the time to come visit us, I have much to show you before I let you get back to relaxing.” I smiled warmly shaking hands with them both. “If you’ll follow me to the airstrip, our tour starts in the air.” I remarked as I politely ushered the pair to the waiting Second Wind.

Once we were airborne I began narrating the various landmarks, giving a little blurb about the hotsprings as we headed out towards the middle of the town. I began pointing out the placement of the aqueduct/monorail support pillar groundings and drew their attentions to the torolo farms, explaining of our desire to develop methane generation. We flew over the skeleton of the Harbinger Commercia and I explained our hopes of its completion over the next few months.

“That’s pretty much the main tour of the city,” I stated as I motioned for the crew to decent, “The next part of our journey is focused on Reservoir Tower. Do either of you have any questions so far? Anything you wanted to see before we move on?”
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>>29395652
Right, so after discussion we've decided to work out wave math as such:

The first wave was 5% of each boards total population.

After that, it drops down to 25% of the first wave.

That gives us a total of a little over 30 years of waves.

The Confederacy has around 50k-60k total population.

The Fedoran Empire has around 25k total population (/tg/ natives, not slaves)

The region of /tg/ newbie arrivals includes the mountains, Nightmare Forest, and the Jungle-area that comprises the confederacy and Fedorans proper.

Total /tg/ arrivals would be around 150k.

Total casualties at this point are probably at around 60k+, since there are members of /tg/ that are not in the Confederacy or Fedoran Empire.

So yeah. There are about 60k bodies lying out in the jungles.

The next wave for /tg/ will be right around 25k people, total, spread out across the whole of /tg/ territory.
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>>29396187
I had to consider things. Obviously, he was keeping something from me - something huge, obviously - but the main question was obviously something he was putting off.

"Well, I would want to know how you did this," I said, waving at the blimp. "But I imagine you'll want to reveal that later. Let's see the rest of what you want to show us."
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>>29396506

I smiled broadly as we touched down at the base of the tower, “I can’t say that you’re incorrect Omegon. Out of respect for your curt assessment I’ll skip giving the vague implicitly that we all work hard in Reservoir town.” I helped the crew move the gangway into position and lead the Mayor and his wife into the building. “First stop is our immigration office, no worries it is just up ahead.” I had them photographed and ID’s created for them. Slipping my own lanyard from a pocket, I donned it then explained.

“Everyone who travels beyond the first floor of Reservoir tower must wear these. A bit dorky I know but it’s been a highly effective measure in regulating traffic. Plus you’ll never forget someone’s name, which was why I supported them in the first place.” I joked while leading them away to the main elevator shaft.

“So…good news or bad news first?” I asked the pair as plainly and neutral as possible.
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>>29396818
"Bad news." I say, curtly.

At the exact same time, Amanda says, "Good news."

I roll my eyes. She makes an exaggerated bow in my direction, dripping with sarcastic glee.

"Right. Bad news. And good idea with the name tags. I need to start using those at X-Com HQ, but it's hard to find working printers out here. The people who didn't prepare and teleported at their computers with their desks usually don't survive."
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So, is there anything in this world that is not likely to kill us?
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Things continue to get worse. I've dispatched Lord Diaper with a military force. He beat out the three Goat wizards for the spot. Who wants to use three people when one would do anyway? He's to round up the soldiers outside Kitycity and try to take the place back from that rebellious bitch. However much she tries to trick everyone I know precisely what she is. An uppity whore.

It's going to be fun to cut Ms Fortune up. A little slice to the ankles, a little slice to the ligaments of the hands, a little nip on the tongue, and she'd be perfect. Maybe a Trixie. She is kinda bitchy.

But even if that city flips we'll retake it. We've driven off the 6th column and we're stronger than ever. Not the least because of our latest discovery.

Thanks to some of the... inventive interrogation techniques of John with the cutebolds we've discovered a cache of what the Confeds call dwarves, as well as three of something very special.

Gigants.

We've already selected three people to pilot them. Rick, Goldie, and Ted the Texan's brother, who insists on going by Tornado.

Goldie is a gigantic fairy but I put up with him because he gets things done and he's a loyal Fedoran. Rick is a pretty cool guy. Tornado is just nuts.

With three of those on our side and dwarves helping us build weapons we'll be good to go. Still no good metal mines - but hey, Gigants can use big wooden cannons without risk. So we're gonna mount some to their shoulders.

Get ready Confeds. We're gonna curbstomp ya.
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>>29397640
Some humans
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>>29397640
Plenty. It just gets less screen time because it doesn't kill us.

If it helps, one of the major benefits we get is that we're immune to most local venoms and poisons due to our alien biology. Butterroot is poisonous to the locals, for instance, but humans can bathe in the stuff (if they wanna smell like butter). And most local spider equivalents and such are harmless to humans.

We also trip out on eating some local things, but most stuff isn't outright lethal to us.

Don't eat those minnow things on the ground though. Seriously. Don't.
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>they have gigants

that's cute
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>>29397840
oh god tell me, the crazy pilot is gonna have a face off with the Fedoran's nutjobs.
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We have been sailing north for about a month now, mapping the coast line and basically spying on what we can see of /b/ and what we see is not reassurring. Structures ise out over the open plains, red and grey brick forts of some sort with clusters of small buildings and expansive farms around them. And then we passed the Wall. The structure itself wasn't huge, three stories something and several feet thick from what we saw, but it went on for ages, well out of our line of sight. This is well beyond the capabilities of the mindless hordes we thought we had been dealign with. We've failed to see mass troop movements, which is good, but I don't like the amoutn of wagon traffic on the roads we can observe, it suggests far to much sophistication in people who are supposed to be our enemies.

A while back we also passed the City of /b/, as we are calling it, now that was huge, a massive construct that took two days to pass simply by boat and seemed to be entirely out of Builder construction and a crazy mish mash of bizarre desings. Oddly no signs of heavy activity, why was /b/ just leaving this place empty?
After more empty northern wasteland we sighted our first potential port. It has actual docks, although fairly small, and small ships are out on the water casting nets, this looks promising. And from what we can see, there arent any signs of cult worship or mass murder. Thats usually a good sign.
I'm still ordering the Company Boyz to be on alert, the Albatross and the Swan shall remain out in the water while several landing boats move in to make contact. We'll bring some goods for trading but really this is a fact finding mission.

Namely what do they have that we want and vice versa. We do want to make this profitable afterall. Information is also valuable and we have got a nice deal on supplies for good information on other boards beyond /b/. We will make to land in the morning, until then the Scorpions are armed and the Boyz are on double watch.
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>>29396924

I nodded at their decision. Bad news first it was.

“Okay Bad news.” I stated mater-of-factly as I walked over to the large open shaft. I tossed an oldworld coin out into the shaft and watched to make sure it was floating before walking over and picking it up. “Feel free to follow me, the elevator is perfectly safe at the moment.” I called walking over to the controls getting ready to have us taken to the medical sciences floor. “It’s much faster than taking the stairs.”

I waited for them to join me then pressed the symbol for the second floor and narrated a bit as we traveled up. “Well as you know we’re primarily scientists, thankfully most of us have diverse backgrounds, which thankfully, include the medical sciences. When we received the data dump from ButterRoot’s medical facilities we knew we needed to find a way to combat some of the unique problems Lenore provides to humans.” I explained as we traveled up to the second floor. The elevator slowed to a halt as we arrived at 2ndfloor medical, with a squad of armed guards pointing their Terran rifles at us.

“Wait for just a moment please.” I requested as raising my hands above my head and stepping forward out onto the floor. One of the soldiers walked forward and checked my ID. “Okay You’re cleared, who are the other two?” she asked. “Guests to see the progress of Resevior,” I replied answering the encryption. “You’re cleared, they aren’t yet.” She walked over and looked the Mayor and the Cannoness over checking their id’s. “Okay you’re both good to go. Check in with reception.” She said gruffly and waved us through.

Turning back to Omegon and Amanda “As you might be able to tell this floor is a secure area.” I explain and lead through the doorway to the reception area. “Chairman Mathew, Omegon Mayor of ButterRoot, and Amanda the Cannoess for observation room 5.” As I waited for them to clear us through.
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Crop Yields:

Lenore is crazy. Just flat out crazy. The yields of crops are, on average, about three times greater than on earth because plants grow about three times larger. Pumpkins and watermelon require wheelbarrows.

Take our corn, for instance. On earth, prior to the use of fertilizers, Grain yields were about 0.7 tons per acre, forage 3.5 tons per acre.

Here? Corn yields are: Grain yields 2.1 tons per acre, and 10.5 tons per acre Lenore standard.

Once we get fertilizers (which Cypress Grove are producing), we figure we're going to be getting a whopping 12.6 tons per acre of grain, and 63 tons of forage per acre. That puts earth to shame.

Oil is for fucking chumps.

And let me point out that the Keep alone produces: Corn, Watermelon, Potatoes, Butter Root, Lenoran Citrus Fruit, Moss Bread, Creeping Rose, Bitter Trees (Bamboo and Spices), Pumpkin, Carrot, Hemp/Marijuana, ‘Magic’ Mushrooms (Very limited quantity, not used), and Garlic.

For all our industry, most of us are farmers. A modern earth American eats just short a ton of food a year. Obviously, you can live comfortably on far less, especially when you don't waste food like modern Americans do. We also don't feed a ton of our grain to animals yet. No vast cow herds, just a few cities with small tortollo herds.

So yeah; concerns of starvation with our population of about 50k are unfounded. We just need to keep expanding the farms.
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>>29399029
Also our yields of potatoes are at around 21 tons of potatoes per acre; after fertilizer they'll be at a whopping goddamn 126 tons of potatoes per acre.

Let me repeat that for you. 126 GODDAMN TONS OF POTATOES PER ACRE.

You can live off of nothing but potatoes, milk, and fish. We don't have proper milk but we do have rice milk, and we have tons of mootfish in the lakes. One of those is the size of a cow.

So yeaaaah. I hope you like potatoes. Boil 'em, mash 'em, put 'em in a stew.

And with our yields from our pot plants, well... let's just say everyone will be able to get high. A lot. And wear nice hemp clothes.
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/k/, /out/, and /pol/ conquer all. The former two have the skills, and the last one has a massive chunk of manpower and the drive/desire to subjugate the rest to assure their own safety. And quite frankly, these boards have a large amount of crossover.

/tg/ will rip itself clean in half as 1/4 or more join the /pol/sters outright, less than that furiosly oppose this to no avail, and the rest declare neutrality.

/b/ has many but only a few nowadays claim it as a primary home. Those who do are fucked. Its children, /r9k/ and /s4s/, join it in being screwed.

/v/ and its children, those who primarily identify as a member of those boards, are again fucked. But the loot some of those idiots will bring along will be hilarious.

/fit/ will end up with the /pol/ alliance. And it may be /fit/ that sows the seeds of destruction if any are ever planted. They arent that racist. They just hate fatties.

/o/ is a board the heavily crosses over with /k/ and /out/. And they hate blacks and old people for various reasons. Take a guess.


Thats about it. The other boards, notably those unusually large representation of women, are going to experience tragedy. But they will run to the /pol/smokers. The worst most /pol/smoker intend is....wifing them. Instead the Cannibal Gangrape Holocaust that will befall any capture by the /v/illains or /b/tards.

/soc/ is FUUUUUUUUCKED in SOOOOO many ways.

And that about covers the most major groups. /diy/ shall be an asset to whoever absorbs them.
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>>29399297
man you looked at the size of that map? These are continents nigga, of course, you're right /tg/ is slowly tearing itself apart.
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>>29399297
That's half true. /tg/ is indeed having a civil war with Fedoran assholes.

But /out/ is stuck in Lenore's version of Australia. /k/ joined with /trv/ to start a crusade. /b/ still has 50% of 4chans total pop and is always at war with itself.

But /pol/ is not on the map. Lenore is older than /pol/. We need to throw down the new boards eventually.

They might be good right next to the /a/mpire, to give them someone to fight.
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>>29322978
>keep in mind the Fedorans WILL lose, so it's best not to join them)
Why? Because of "muh feelz"?


This was total bullshit from the start.
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>>29399444
more they're on a one way ticket towards an unsustainable way of life and fighting a war on two fronts. Between constant predation by /y/ikings and the confed waging a semi-hot war on them and disrupting supply lines, and slave trade they can't keep going in any way as the fedoran way of life would be viewed.
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>>29399444
Short Answer: Because they were specifically created to lose. They're a faction designed so you can kill them without destroying the settlements of other writers.

In game answer: Because the Confederacy has twice their population, has metal production (which the Fedorans do not) and much more advanced/complex crafting in general, and the Fedorans are fighting with every single one of their neighbors, while the Confederacy is only fighting with /b/ sometimes, rarely with the /y/kings and actually is negotiating a cease-fire with /b/. The Fedorans are also perpetually dealing with a civil war since they're slavers and live in a jungle.

The Fedorans are colorful, fun, irredeemable assholes. It's great to play one, but you're going to die if you do. But that's the fun. Be the biggest cockbag you can before you get a bullet to the brain. I write about 70% of them, and it is enjoyable.

You probably shouldn't make one your main character, is all it's saying.
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>>29398916

Walking forward leading my charges to observation room 5 I continued talking.

“One of our chief concerns was of course Black Eye.” I said as we arrived at floor 3. Stepping off the lift I lead the Mayor and the Cannoness down the main corridor with blackened windows to a unremarkable door and stopped in front of it.

“We’ve managed to develop a combined vaccine and cure working with the methods that were outlined in the data you let us have. It’s about 98% effective and we are completing the long term human trials, but that’s not what I’m showing you.”

Looking stern for the first time in our interactions I stared at the pair. “I understand you have both experienced combat. Let me assure you what is beyond this door is much worse than killing someone or watching someone die.” I looked them over noting they seemed unimpressed.

I continued, “I caution you that we have been keeping this a secret for a reason and I do not want this getting out to the general populace just yet. We’ve kept the city in a state of quarantine because of what’s behind this door. I don’t want another problem to deal with besides the ones we have on our hands right now. Do we understand each other?” I asked with finality.
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the lenoran drop bear

basic info
this small relative of the imp is not well known in most of the north however in certain heavily wooded areas of the south and the nightmare forest they are one of the most commonly known ambush predators.

hunting method
covered in a thick coat of fur (feathers, down?) the drop bear relies on its small size and easily camouflaged coat to remain hidden while waiting for prey. the method of hunting its prey is most unusual for lenoran creature. its preferred method of killing (it will resort to eating small animals, bugs and carrion) comes in two stages “drop podding” and “face hugging”. the “drop pod” stage consists of waiting for its prey to walk under its lair or ambush spot and dropping on its targets head utilizing a rear end chitin plate to stun the target. the “face hugging” stage generally consists of the drop bear wrapping its upper pair of arms (the paws of which seem to have a sticky quality to them) around the targets head while trying to eat its face, utilizing its second pair of arms (shorter and ending in talons rather than the soft paws of the upper pair) to either claw at the sides of the head or the neck, the drop bear finds purchase on the target via the use of its hook like talons and foot spurs.

mating and pack groups
thankfully the drop bear is a highly territorial and solitary creature gathering only to mate. this coupled with a slow metabolism (requiring it to sleep most of the day and allowing it to go with out food for several days) and rather sluggish nature (almost sloth like when not hunting) is probably the only reason why there aren’t many drop bear related deaths.

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>>29399653
We look at one another and nod.

I can imagine what might be behind the door and so can she. The severity of it is in the air. But there's no sense guessing beforehand.

"Lead on." I say. We grab hand to hand for support.
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>>29399406
>>29399406
The majority of "Fedora" fans are actually hardcore Liberals. Its a very recent, and pointless, trend to attempt to attach Fedoras to anything and everything that isnt Uber Trans Feminist Racial Egalitarianist.


The "Fedorans", would be called something else, and the Actual Fedora faggots, the rampant Commie Atheists, would be the ones claiming to uphold Human Rights.

In reality, the Conservative, slightly Redneck, likely 40k fans, are going to CRUSH everyone else. And by Conservative, I mean largely the
Americans who have atleast two things in common.

1.Loves and has gunz and being innawoods.
2.Can not fucking stand the Modern Bullshit in regards to the extremes of Feminism that portrays men in the same vein and Nazis portrayed Jews. And have run out of tolerance for Certain Other things.


Hell, *I'm* probably fucked since I wouldnt advocate for certain retarded bullshit that Rightwing tards would. Setting up of a theocracy being one.

But the conclusion is inevitable. One side is heavily armed, seething with rage, and united atleast temporarily in cause, and more than eager and willing to kill because of it. Some are even highly trained. Most of these are actually decent people who will just want to survive and not want to repeat perceived past mistakes.

The other side has....what? A bunch of people who fervently beleive that all white men are the devil and brown people never did nothing wrong.


Even if the /k/ommando /pol/smokers are outnumbered 10-1, they would still win. The most anyone is bringing is small arms. And we wont be able to make anymore. Guess who will bring a shitload of weapons and who ALREADY KNOW that the rest will never tolerate their existence?

The best you can hope for is that everyone just walks away. But then, in the longrun, those who pop out the most children and keep them alive will win.

This is a wilderness survival scenario. Not a "How well do you do in the real world" scenario.
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>>29399719
uses
the meat is good roasted and tastes similar to mutton albeit tougher and more gamey. the sticky pads of the upper limbs could be utilized as glue but the amount of pads needed is high (something like 30-40 pads per small jar of glue). the down could make a good padding for jackets and pillows and the chitin plate can be used as a part of armor or as a plate (if your desperate to eat off whats basically amounts to the arse end of a bear). I’ve heard stories that members of /an/ have domesticated the drop bear in the form of a terrifying (I mean your just walking along and then theres a fucking bear trying to eat your fucking face) albeit unreliable trap
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>>29399503
>>29399503
>>29399503
Oh this is stupid.


But yeah, I forgot about the /a/ boards.

Because they are largely irrelevant.

And you severely underestimate the size of what you would call Fedorans. ESPECIALLY SINCE THIS IS PRE /pol/.


Oh but nice job seperating everyone....for no reason. Like at most the total population would be 5 million initially, and really more like 2 million.


At that level, what actually happens of you seperate everyone too much is those with survival skills and a prediliction to have a bunch of children conquer all because they found a self sustaining nation state.


Meanwhile, everyone else dies within the first three months due to starvation and murder and sickness.
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>>29399764
This also isn't a death match. It's not about exterminating your opposition. Plus, the distances wer're talking about are huge. Like, continental. /tg/ and pol wouldn't even know if the other exists.
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>>29399789
What evolutionary reason does the Drop Bear have both chitin and down? I can't think of a single case in which something that evolved an exoskeleton like shell also has an indoskeleton with fur.

>>29399764
Also, can I get the spark notes for this? I have no idea what this is saying.
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>>29399603
>>29399603
So this story is made by butthurt Libbyshits to co.vince themselves that they are just the greatest.

They could, you know, just point out that they are largely better adjusted to modern day society.

BUT A FUCKING WILDERNESS SURVIVAL SCENARIO? WITH THAT ORIGINAL POST?! ARE YOU STRAIGHT UP RETARDED?

Or is this simply bait so you can report dissenters to the Mods?
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>>29389397
A great day my messy children, for after days of travel and much distraction from Herbert the Pig, we have arrived at KittyCity. The guards at the gate did not expect us. I identified myself and my followers and then it really hit the fan. There were lines of unfilthed refugees waiting to enter. I quickly asserted my rank and confiscated a plethora of pristine slaves and employed their master in keeping them in line. They will be my source of harvest for the coming storm!

We quickly entered the city and seized control of the abandoned wizzzard tower. I leave the gate locked and my marines guarding it and turning away all who dare enter, by violence if necessary. They would rather be outside anyways, my aura of power overwhelms even them. I have begun setting up my manufacturing base using what the wizzzards left behind and what I had brought with me. Production of weaponized mass will begin immediately. Clouds of industry will billow from our windows!

Come tomorrow, I shall send my Marines to bring me this Miss Fortune and find out why she is personally to blame for everything that has gone wrong. King Fedora has decreed as such and so it will be decreed on my winds!

Now if only I could keep Herbert the Pig from rooting through my raw material mounds looking for treasure. I may have to ride him about town as a show of dominance again, though he does so love it.
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>>29399764
Actually the Confederacy is about half ultra-liberal socialists and half center-leaning Americans. Most of /tg/ is composed of 20-something middle class people who are generally on that spectrum.

Most dumbasses were eaten by Yowlers or turned raider early on and were eventually killed off by organized military forces.

That said, there's a faction for redneck gun lovers from /tg/ - the Buggers.

Nobody is writing about /pol/. I figure they'd be north of /a/.

>>29399853
Everyone doesn't appear at once. The Fedorans have about 25k people.

But people will keep appearing for 30 years or so. We're working with "anyone who has ever visited 4chan", which is closer to 100million total.
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>>29399939
I honestly have no idea what this guy is trying to accomplish. A collective writing thread that's been around for years and without reading anything he comes in to tell the writers they're doing it wrong.

Thumbs up to you bro!
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>>29399939
>Or is this simply bait so you can report dissenters to the Mods?

Oh shit he's onto us!

Quick, to the feminismobile!
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>>29399980
Poor Cigil, why'd you put /pol/ so close to them? I was enjoying the feudal knights theme they had... now /pol/ will be shitting all over the place and Cigil will have to clean up.
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>>29399902
I think its more a modified beak, or tooth which is theoretically possible.
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>>29400042
Well if you came to the chat more often you could offer input!

It's theoretical anyway. There's that whole western portion of the continent past /x/ that isn't used.
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>>29400070
>dropping on its targets head utilizing a rear end chitin plate to stun the target.

Sounds like it evolved a lobster tail to smack people in the head with.
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>>29399864
>>29399864
Its a wilderness survival scenario. Within 3 days or less, it becomes a fucking bloodbath by default and there is not a damned thing you can say that changes this.


/a/, /b/, and /v/ ALL DIE HORRIFICALLY within a single month. 90% of those boards(and their sister boards) starve to death or die of being sick. Many will die simply because they refuse to take a shit in the woods.

This is a stupid fucking scenario. The amount of holes in your plot is saddening.

And honestly, the entire "population" of 4chan could fit in a space the size of France with room to spare. Spread out like that? /k/ will establish something close to a nation state first and stomp shit of their nearest neighbir.

Id give it 500 years before the /k/ommandoes are the undisputable Hyperpower. Or /pol/.
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>>29400117
hmm, perhaps it just has paticularly firm glutes? That said I know the reference it's being made too...fucking koala's
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>>29400136
That's precisely what happened. Most of the first wave of every board died.

First wave.

Some lived and built settlements, and those became cities.

More waves came, and people built nations.

It's that wave thing you don't seem to be getting. A very small portion of a boards population pops up at once. And a gun doesn't keep you from starving if you can't farm. Guns run out of bullets.

So the first wave was a bloodbath (especially in high pop boards like /b/ and /pol/), but subsequent waves were a lot more peaceful.
Er - I mean, HONK HONK! Everyone aboard the Feminismobile! We've got to kidnap people and make them transgender so they know the pain of a womyn! To me my tumblr sisters!
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>>29400136
I feel like your father didn't treat you very well, would like to talk about it?

As for Wilderness survival, people will eke out something like living. Even if it leaves them barely what we would call human. More often than not people are going to suffer from shell shock and either retreat into themselves or simply cry. Or, they go the opposite route and band together and form communities out of the disparity. Go look at any natural Disaster, people will band together and form something like a society and stable living situation. Its only in very extreme cases a 'blood bath' will ensue. Do you not understand people aren't total idiots?
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>>29400283
Well he is from /pol/.
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>>29400111
Don't write Cigil, don't care where /pol/ is placed, I was just joking and I think it's a fine placement for them.

>>29400136
He obviously has no idea of the Empire that /k/ is a part of right now or how large it actually is.

He also has no idea of any of the other things that have been written. /b/ and /v/ did die in masses when they first arrived. This is 4 years afterwards and the few survivors have been able to build up and now they're able to round up new people as they arrive. Some of the people thrown into the fire knew enough to step out of it and while they were covered in burns, they knew enough to prevent the next person from being dropped in the fire and when it came time for the next wave they snatched them all up to build collective groups of people to deal with the world.

Regardless of anything I might say he is obviously intent on venting out his opinion on how we should have been writing this for the past few months and that we should ignore what was written years ago. The superior intellect of his posts screams that we should all stop and listen to him. If only to laugh before continuing on with our previous direction.

>>29400166
Fucking Koala's!
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>>29399980
>>29399980
You dont get it. At all. Let me make it real simple.

The better off you are in real life and the more "Urbanite" you are, the more you are completely fucked. Period.

You arent going to have the survival skills to stay alive. And most Leftist Liberals are not going to bring guns along.

You. Die. Of. Starvation. And. Being. Murdered.

You. Little Mr.Socialist. Yes you. You die horribly and very very soon. Meanwhile, the armed physically fit people dominate and cooperate. And stomp your ass at every interval.

Thats the only way this plays out. Because thats the price of modern society.

We forgot how to take care of ourselves and are EXTREMELY reliant on LEOs not just for maintaining the peace but for personal protection.

Tell me, what kind of people thrived in DayZ? It was the organized bandits, of which their were many. And nithing could be done about muh racism besides Admins banning them.


Id bring two guns, and about 50 rounds of ammo total. And clothes and a sleeping bag and machete.

And pray that I can find something and kill it to eat and that it wont kill me.

How many of you "Dogged Urbanite Liberals and Artists" even have immediate access to firearms? Or what about crossbows/bows?
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>>29400510
What if I know enough about metallurgy and geology to rebuild a pseudo-18th century tech level?
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>>29399987
>>29399987
To point out how incredibly fucking stupid everysingle one of you is.

The heavily armed assholes win. This entire exercise is fuck off retarded.
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>>29400510
>getting called a dogged urbanite
>grew up scraping by on what food we grew for ourselves and working on farms
>still hold left standing mildly socialist views

dude, quit it while your behind.
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>>29400283
>>29400283
>everybody will hold hands and sing kumbaya

....are you seriously this fucking stupid?
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>>29400619
I feel like you should be asking yourself that, as no one ever said we'd all be holding hands, the fact you're using fucking 'polsmoker' classes you as a person that frankly I wouldn't trust with a loaded gun let alone to be near food or supplies. Stop trying to ram your nietzche view down people's throats when in actual fucking life its been shown that people even if some crack and will lose it. Others will fucking band together and aid each other. Are you literally so fucking stupid you can't just set it down and walk away and maybe just maybe review your own points.
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>>29400510
Yes. That happened... during the first wave.

But the land is not entirely barren. The world used to be inhabited, and there are edible things here.

People found ruined cities, and people found local plants they could eat, or brought seeds from earth plants with them.

And not everyone with a gun is an asshole, it turns out.

So nice people and nice people with guns and some people who know how to farm and some people who know how to build stuff came together. Many people died before stuff was figured out - but stuff was figured out.

And lone crazy assholes got shot.

In some places - yes, that's exactly what happened. But even in the worst shitholes societies STILL formed, because even crazy assholes need to grow stuff.

And you know, I'm a farmer in real life. A lot of /tg/ knows how metallurgy works. Most people can be taught how to hunt or put seeds in the ground. I know how to make a bow - and so do a lot of people on /tg/!

This is not DayZ. It was only even anything like DayZ in the first wave in the worst places. Unlike DayZ you cannot respawn. Unlike DayZ groups are always better than individuals. Unlike DayZ you will not find ammo just randomly lying around.

Crazy people bring guns. They are shot by groups of ten people who are not crazy and brought guns. And those people don't just shoot and loot everyone else because the bullets will run out and because they need to eat.

Lone crazy people get shot. Groups of assholes exist, but so do groups of entirely decent people. Because those exist in the real world, turns out, and people don't WANT to live like shit if they don't have to.
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>>29400543

You don't.
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>>29400679

Right but what he's saying is the loonies will have all the full-auto AR-15s, and I love me some civilization, and I like singing Kumbaya, and I have a gun and would defend goodness with it, but its a bolt-action rifle, and the man with the AR-15 will murder my righteous ass dead.
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>>29400736
and yet some how I feel you have better trigger discipline.
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>>29400572
>>29400572
How mildly? What do you think of Castle Doctrine?

How much will you share when you no longer have the crutch of civilization to help you?
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>>29400714
True Facts according to the Fedoran:

1: Out of 100 million people, none of them know how to farm or ever had a garden.

2: Out of 100 million people, no one brought any seeds whatsoever of any kind, even though people were warned and had time to prepare.

3: Out of an entire world of plants and animals, none of it is edible.

4: Everyone with a gun is automatically an asshole who will go full DayZ, always. This is why every day there are over 100million murders each day in the state of Idaho on earth, which has a 50% gun ownership rate.

5: Out of two million people on /tg/ who are fanatical about recreation and reenactments of old world technology, not one of them is a hobbyist blacksmith member of ABANA.

6: Out of all the ex-military and current military who post on /tg/, a full 100% will become total assholes and totally forget any values they may have held prior to coming to this world.

7: Everyone who disagrees with these facts is a feminazi.

8: /pol/ uber stronk

9: fap fap fap

10: Everyone loses and dies forever.
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>>29400815
as much as possible because unlike you it would seem I understand that each human life we can save from turning into well..you is a life for the betterment of man.

I believe in a fair and honest right for all men to compete within their society. The basic Rights as laid out by my forefathers. This doesn't make me a godamned bleeding heart liberal but I'm not an ultraright wing conservative. God fucking forbid there be moderates eh?
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>>29399939

Please read this again, and then ask yourself if maybe you've allowed rampant paranoia to color your worldview.

"Not racism!? Fuckshit goddamn these people are tryin' to catch me, sell me out to the 4chan gubmint!"
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>>29400714
I know how to identity hematite, magnetite, chalcocite, bauxite, pyrolusite, limonite, cassiterite, rutile, limonite, pentland, wolframite, scheelite, vanadite, sphalerite and much more. I know how to make coke. I've built my own forge before. I know the smelting processes of bronze, iron, brass, and steel. I can make magnets from magnetite, and electricity from copper wires and magnets. I know the Bessemer process, the Siemens-Martin process, the Linz-Donawitz process, the Bayer process, the Hall–Héroult process, how to make pig iron, why Wootz steel was so exceptional, bloomeries, and more. So yeah, give me a hammer, and pick, and an axe, and I can recreate nearly modern metallurgy.
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>>29400905

Uh-huh.

How will you build a forge without a forge?
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>>29400784

I doubt it very strongly. I take my rifle out on weekends or bad days and fire off a ten-round clip into logs.

Mr. AR-15 spends his whole paycheck on ammo every week and goes hunting live prey.
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>>29400905

Do you know how to make a battery to STORE that electricity? Because s single electromagnetic turbine is, as they say, weak sauce.
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So we found this crazy survivalist in the woods today. Turns out he'd been surviving on breadmoss and fish.

We almost shot him because he was wearing a fedora, but he apparently wasn't an actual Fedoran per se, just a retard with no fashion sense and a huge racist streak.

He threatened to shoot us, but by the state of his old AR-15 I knew the thing would jam the second he tried. Real life is not Call of Duty and /tg/ is wet and muddy. Proper weapon maintenance is vital. Well he tried, and it didn't fire. Kid about broke down crying.

He was convinced we were gonna rape and eat him or something. Apparently the poor dumbass thought that /pol/ must have taken over everything and everyone with a gun was out to get him. He was legitimately convinced we were feminazis because there was a female Ranger with us.

We told him we had actual cities and farms and he just wouldn't believe us. One of us showed him our Mars Pattern flintlock rifle made at Kog and he made this face - you know, that face when you see a purple elephant walking down the street.

He just couldn't handle it. The fact that we've actually made a society in this world. His brain just wasn't able to process it. Dumb kid had driven off everyone near him, convinced the world was like DayZ.

How he survived the yowlers I don't know. Must have been seventh wave.

In the end we left him there, grumbling and sobbing, half covered in his own shit. He just wouldn't come in out of the dark.
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>>29400950
Clay, asshole. If I can't find a river or stream I'm screwed anyways. And clay crucibles is how those in Antiquity first made bronze. The first anvil would be fire-hardened wood, which, provided you have a good, hard wood, is an excellent start. I know this because I've done it before.
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>>29400993
Chemistry is a weak point for me. But a single electromagnetic crank turbine can still be used for electrolysis and electroplating.
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>>29400736
>>29400736
>the loonies

Very few of them are actually loonie. Most of them are more than mentally capable of ORGANIZED and regimented violence and organized communities.

It might be heavily perceived as Patriarchal, maybe even Misogynistic. But they arent actually insane. They might however be heavily Fascist and possibly Theocratic or have heavy tints of it.

And you will not be laughing in 20 years, when all those babies are grown or growing up from mothers who were knocked up atleast once a year.

Mormons and Muslims. Thats the future. Most of the women will do their best to imply endure being a wife if they dont like it that much. Most will come to enjoy what they have and be thankful to be alive. Same with the men.

But here is the other thing. The crime of marital rape? Wont be punished unless the victim was physically brutalized.

The guys that care about that enough to never resort to forcible rape are going to have maybe...three children?

In comparison to more than a dozen children, several maybe even half were the result of rape.


Yeah that sucks doesnt it? No seriously. Thats the kind of fate that this scenario curses that few women and girls browse 4chan too. And their children.

Dont get me wrong, I am assuredly not for that. It sickens me to think of that possibly happening to any of my female relatives, to be condemned to that lifetime. Oh sure, a majority of women will just adapt. And the ones who grow up into it will know no better. And most of the men will teach their sons to be easy on women. Chivalry comes back I guess.

But man. For even that minority of women, they will be victims their entire lives.

This is a horrifying scenario. Worse than many Zombie Apocalypes. Atleast there, you can build something out of the remnants of civilization and maybe hold on long enough to rebuild some of it in 50 years.

This one? Damned to centuries just scraping enough to survive.
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>>29400950
We actually went over this in detail early on. "The Saga of Butterroot Keep" is all about the early years of a settlement that's liberated from raiders and focuses on using stone age tech to try to create infrastructure to create modern tech.

Provided you know how to make charcoal, you use either low-fire clay bricks (which do not require kilns) for a limited heat, or chiseled rock for higher heat.

Or in the case of the aforementioned Keep, salvaged stone bricks from an alien ruin.

I suggest you read some of the old stuff, actually. You'd probably find it interesting how people did work with the few supplies they brought and stone age stuff to get where we are.

I'll put 'em in a PDF for you.
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Stop feeding the troll.
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>>29400679
>Others will fucking band together and aid each other.
I dont deny this. It is in fact, part of my point. Just because you dont like "Dem rayciss meanies" does not mean that they are cartoonish stupid evil incapable of banding together.

Far from it. And that my friend, is your problem.
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>>29401043

See this is why we invented Christianity, buddy. Gives us an excuse to kill people like that.
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>>29401051
Year one of Lenore.
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>>29401177
Year Two:
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>>29401115

But...they are. They base their ideas of social order on the desperate belief that there is some group of people who, just by being what they are, are worse than the racist themself, so therefore their own failing are meaningless. I've never met a racist who didn't have an inferiority complex. It will be a spiteful, power-hungry society. Evil turns to evil.
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>>29401043
That all sounds alright to me.
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>>29401198
The early years of Butterroot Keep.
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>>29401202
So? None of that prevents them from banding together and working torwards a common interest. It doesnt prevent them from being organized or being smart about survival in regards to the basics.

It gives them a purpose. An identity. Something to hold on to. A reason to cooperate.

It took, basically, modern society and modern living standards for people to entertain dropping racism wholesale. And it took decades of anti racism propaganda. And vene then, most just switched "dem damned niggers" for "dem damned white men".

It wasnt until Napoleon that people began to largely identify beyond their own villages and cities. It took another century for people to identify is White or European instead of French, German, British.

It took even more time to just identify as "people".

...People listen. They listen real hard when they are starving. When their kids are starving. And they dont listen to Gentle Souls that Encourage you to be nice. People, humans, love to blame someone else. Even Christianity, which spread quite peacfully compared to many religions, was eventually used to justify a sword of steel.
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Anyway, poking at the dumbass style fun aside, I've been working on updating the new map with board location labels.

Please let me know if I left any boards (current or past) out or if I doubled up on any boards. I probably did.

For new boards, let me know if I put them in the wrong place, and mark on a map where the should be (If you are a writer that uses them.)
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Word has reached us that the Expatriate has returned to Confederacy soil! The bastard disappears for nearly three months without communication into the /b/arren wastes and I am actually giddy with excitement that I will be able to speak with him again. Of course, I will chew him out when he first arrives, but I can honestly say I have missed him.

The road between the Tower and the Lake Camp is finally cleared and ready for the next wave. The Lake Camp walls could still be stronger, but with the time remaining I think they will manage to provide enough protection from the larger predators that we can use it as a secondary placement. We have a few houses built and everyone is ready to open their doors to the new arrivals. Yet we have no intentions of coddling them. They will be constructing our new residential district which will eventually expand towards the Lake Camp. Granted that complete expansion would require the Tower population to exceed at least 20,000 and we have alternative plans to relocate into the Builder city in the foothills, but on Lenore it is always best to play five steps ahead.

Our harbor is about ready to christen one of our smaller riverboats and send it into the waters. Using a keel of Nightmare wood was an interesting idea, however it has caused endless nightmares in working the actual wood. With that hardened wood we spent numerous tools to simply cut it into shape for the keel. The joke of making a Nightmareclad is all fun and games, until you tell one of the woodworkers they have to cut that large amount of Nightmare wood.

In other news, we have had our first baby at the Tower! A small litter of Scale Wolves was born just yesterday. Two additional females and a male. The young female Jill traded with the Keep is acting as a big sister to the others. I do not know if that is a good or bad thing as at some times she will be guarding them and others she is using her only slightly larger size to push them around.
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>>29399725

Opening the door I allow the two of them to enter before following. The room was nondescript, save a large mercury pane taking up the majority of the right wall. Walking over and tapping a few controls the opaque surface cleared to transparent and showed a room with a makeshift bed with a lone figure occupying it. A series of tubes were attached to it, connected to glass jars filled with a brackish fluid that seemed to be continually flowing into the creature’s veins.

“This is a Fedoran POW that was retrieved during our clean-up operations in Kog. Prior to retrieval we confirmed that they had contracted BlackEye and preliminary diagnosis suggested that they had been exposed to ParaSnakes as well. We later exposed him to a variety of treatments and accidently infected him with the Elf Fungus.”

Taking out a universal tv remote I tap a sequence into it and wait a moment as the fluid stops moving through the tubing. “For our comfort I’m going to block the audio after the first few minutes.” I remark neutrally as the figure on the bed starts moving.

The creature starts rolling around flailing its limbs, slowly at first then violently ripping the sheet covering it off itself. It was clearly once a person but now was a lumpy black mass with poorly defined limbs. It’s trashing splattered the walls with black goop.

Then the screaming started.
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>>29402977

It was a guttural moan at first that escalated into a high pitched scream, it produced several of them in growing intensity before I pressed a panel on the wall and the transparent window shimmered and seemed to solidify cutting out the noise coming from the room. The creature freeing itself from the bed started stumbling around the room banging against surfaces, before seemingly finding the observation window and pounded its upper arms against it, smearing it with black runny fluid. The orifice on what you could loosely identify as a head splattering black spittle as its chest heaved with silent screaming.

A few moments later it violently exploded.

What little could be still seen through the observation window it appeared that large portions of the walls were covered with wiggling black masses.

Making the window opaque again I keyed the pad to plasma cleanse the room. “It’s highly virulent, we got lucky that we discovered the sequence to cleanse with fire. We lost a clean-up crew to the damn stuff despite full hazmat suits.” I remarked sadly. Saying nothing more I waited for the Mayor and the Cannoness to absorb what they had seen and prepared myself to answer their questions.
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>>29402977
>>29403175
She and I looked at one another. The political realities of this were horrifying if it got out. The excuses were paper-thin.

She was a religious leader; I, a political leader with a record of fighting for human rights. We had funded and supported the creation of this place. This would harm the reputation of the whole confederacy - if it got out.

But at least he offered an excuse. That was the lifeline here.

"How many." I asked, flatly, "Were 'accidentally' infected with one or all three? Does the Black Eye cure cause the Disney filter, and what useful data have you produced other than the Black Eye cure?" I could cover up a few - but not all. It made me ill to think of covering up one. If they didn't provide extremely useful data from this - if a review showed that it was an experiment in sadism rather than science - the entire settlement would have to face extreme sanctions and criminal charges issued to the leaders; possibly the entire settlement could get expelled from the Confederacy.

The charter of human rights had to be taken seriously. Dead seriously. No doubt no matter what we did to the Fedorans there would be people supporting it. But we are not Fedorans, and a stance that horrifying human testing on POW's was okay would be unacceptable. Neither I or Amanda would allow it.

Very useful data and evidence that however distasteful the experiment was, it was at least scientifically conducted.

This was the difference between a careful review and forcing outside observers to monitor their future experiments or the mass execution of all leaders involved. Whatever he said, I'd silently nod and agree. Half the city might be ex-butterroot, but it'd be easy to make my wife and I disappear in some sort of accident.

My wife and I had discussed possibilities like this before. She knew what I was thinking without having to say it. She'd follow my lead - here.

How many, how scientific had it been, and how useful was the data. Life or death.
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>>29401917
Damn. Thats hardcore.

/n/ /w/ /wg/ /ic/ /f/ /i/ /hr/ /p/ /r/ all get massacred in the /pol/ wars.

/o/ /lit/ and /int/ both have and had significant populations that may defect to /pol/ and be absorbed.

/lgbt/ wont stop fighting until they are annhilated. They may very well run for it.

/ck/ is neutral /m/ has never been that strong.


/pol/ will face its largest fights with /a/. The others are either too insignificant to matter or will have quite a few sympathizers willing to broker a deal, posibily even absorbtion.

/lbgt/ is inbetween. Largish population compared to some, but not nearly the powerhouse it needs to be to withstand a war for long.

So basically it will become a fight between

/pol/ plus MANY defectors and allies from other realms
/a/
/int/ with /lgbt/ targetting /pol/ almost exclusively.

/pol/s initial* casualties will be from temporary internecine conflict.

*aside from the usual.
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>>29401917
Remove /new/.

Anybidy got that chart of each individual boards activity rate?
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>>29403534
/pol/ is nearly a thousand miles from its nearest neighbor. Good luck walking to all those wars.
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Jill has sent word to the Tower that other cities are beginning to take over our market on textiles. With many of the cities able to produce a self-sustaining supply of simple, although scratchy, clothing we are falling behind. Our silk products are still being shipped across the Confederacy and the demand for them has yet to decrease. Harkin is doing a wonderful job providing us with the delivery service in exchange for his own shipments of unaltered bolts.

With the coming wave we are planning to start training some of the more, shall we say, ill-equipped neckbeards the art of converting hemp and flax into fabric. The process is very labor intensive but it does not require them to leave the Towers protection. Hopefully we can snatch the larger more exercise inhibited neckbeards before they succumb to consuming some of Lenore’s more poisonous fauna. A benefit of clearing all the predators and most of the prey from our area is that we don’t have to really worry about Yowlers eating the idiots while they stumble around. Sadly, they will probably all be getting the mushroom cure as Yowler Ichor will be in extremely high demand and we have very little left in stock.
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>>29403689
>>29403689
The way the continents are done skews the perspective. Sorry.


But its ultimately true. Although...actually /lgbt/ might die out before they encounter /pol/. And be reduced to /bisexual/.

Still. Once /pol/ concludes its little civil war, it will be something to worry about. Eventually. A powerful Fascist Patriarchal state with paradoxically extreme intolerance and emphasis on Freedom...of those they find desirable.

Ultimately, once they get some farming going on, and the babies out, they will be prioirtizing military redevelopment of guns and giving them to everyone. It wouldnt shock me too much if /pol/ ended up with some nonsense like Bolt Actions before electricity and Breech Loaders before the telegraph.

And Light Artillery/Mortars for sale and manufacture right beside clothing items.
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>>29402977
>>29403175
RetConning these posts due to IRC discussion regarding several aspects being flawed.

Corrected repost to follow.
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>>29399725

Opening the door I allow the two of them to enter before following. The large room housed a stone trapezoidal structure with scaffolding up the side . Walking over to the scaffold stairs I motioned for the Mayor and Cannoness to asend to the top of the stone cube. At the top there was a long bench with a back in front of a long slanted wall with several portholes looking into the cavity below. Motioning for my charges to peer through a porthole each and looking myself we observed the room below. It was painted white, furnished with a makeshift bed and a lone figure occupying it. A series of tubes were attached to it, connected to glass jars filled with a brackish fluid that seemed to be continually flowing into the creature’s veins.

“This is a Fedoran POW that was retrieved during our clean-up operations in Kog. Prior to retrieval we confirmed that they had contracted BlackEye and preliminary diagnosis suggested that they had been exposed to ParaSnakes as well. We later exposed him to a variety of treatments in an attempt to reverse both conditions and accidently infected him with the Elf Fungus.”

Taking out a universal tv remote from a coat pocket I tap a sequence into it. A klaxon sounds and several people enter the room clad in reinforced haz suits from ButterRoot with one member in a Terran made suit. They all had flamethrowers on their backs and aimed at the entry door. During this time I directed the pair’s attention back to the room below. The brackish fluid stops flowing through the tubing and the figure on the bed starts moving. “This will get very loud.” I remark flatly with a hint of sadness in my voice as I pass covered ear protectors to my observers, donning a pair myself and directing their attention back to the portholes.
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>>29404686

The creature starts rolling around flailing its limbs, slowly at first then violently ripping the sheet covering it off itself. It was clearly once a person but now was a lumpy black mass with poorly defined limbs. It’s trashing splattered the walls with black goop.

Then the screaming started.

It was a guttural moan at first that escalated into a high pitched scream, it produced several of them in growing intensity. The creature freeing itself from the bed started stumbling around the room banging against surfaces, before seemingly finding the door to the lower facility and pounded its upper arms against it, smearing it with black runny fluid. The orifice on what you could loosely identify as a head splattering black spittle as its chest heaved screaming.

A few moments later it violently exploded.
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>>29404686
>>29404708
My response is the same:
>>29403391
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>>29404708
From what little could be still seen through the observation portholes it appeared that large portions of the walls were covered with wiggling black masses.

I waved down to the suited up crew and they moved to stations outside the door, pumping long handles flooding the room with fire. This continued for a bit before the fire in the room waned and the crews opened the door letting the member dressed in the Terran suit go first.

With good reason too, some of the black mass had escaped the firestorm and started wriggling its way towards the lone hazmat clad human. Eliminating it with extreme prejudice and hot fire from the upgraded flamethrower and then targeting the larger remaining masses before waving his squad mates into the room as they started cleansing every corner of the room with fire I turned and tapped the stunned pair on the shoulders, removing my ear protection and sitting down on the bench.

“It’s highly, virulently contagious. We lost a clean-up crew member to the damn stuff despite the full hazmat suits." I paused then continued.

"We had to find a Terran tech one in storage to ensure that it didn’t happen twice.” I remarked solemly.

Saying nothing more I waited for the Mayor and the Cannoness to absorb what they had seen and prepared myself to answer their questions.
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>>29403391
Nodding at the questions I produced a flash memory drive from my pocket and handed it to Omegon. “This contains all the organized data regarding each case that we observed. We lost 4 people to testing the cure. Three Fedorans and one of our own. We’ve lost 3 people in this exact way” I gesture towards the makeshift containment room.

Sighing heavily I slipped down in my seat and continued “You think what we’ve done here is monstrous I’m sure. Human testing of unproved cures for an alien disease, hell I think it is monstrous too.” Looking up at the both of them, their judging expressions not unexpected I hardened my tone and sat up to continue speaking with purpose

“There are many things I could say about the data that I’ve given you. The most dangerous thing on that drive I handed you is what you saw in there can be reproduced naturally.” I let my words sink in before repeating them.

“That’s right, what you saw in that room can occur out in the wild and we are completely unequipped to manage it. I’ve already had plans drafted for airship exploration over the Nightmare Forest to look for more of these things. Right now the bottle neck on that is additional resources.”
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>>29405552
Pulling out a PDA I reviewed the other data points to them “The best thing that has come out of this besides the discovery of the plague creatures is that we have developed a reliable cure to both BlackEye and Parasnakes. It has no side effects beyond initial weakness within the first week of taking it and adequately prevents BlackEye reinfection. It doesn’t permanently prevent Parasnakes from entering a host body but repeated dosages of the cure cause no additional damage and adeptly remove subsequent infections without causing additional fatigue.”

I scrolled further down “Additionally we have proven that a diet high in butter-root will increase resistance to Parasnake infection. The Parasnakes die off after entering the host’s body. Times vary on amount of consumption of butter-root. We had a culinary crew design several easily produced rations around a high butter root diet. Prevents the consuming party from adverse dietary effects and provides ample time for them to find a medic for treatment. This should prove useful if we’re planning on invading Fedoran territory which from the radio waves it seems like we’re edging closer to that.”

“There’s more data outlined in each case study, I would recommend that you keep it only for yourselfs to review then destroy after. We have all the data cataloged properly and you’re welcome to review it if you feel the need at a later date.” I said standing up and putting my PDA away.
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>>29405552
>>29405566
I nodded. This was plausible. Deniable. And it identified a present risk.

I could sense Amanda's discomfort with the whole thing. I felt the same.

"Very well." I said, resolving to run with the cover story. "But in the future all such testing must have an outside observer present to prevent... misunderstandings. And to verify for the council that things were conducted in accordance with the charter of human rights. I'd also like you to integrate people outside /sci/ in your research. To... widen your expertise.

For now I'll accept that this was a result of Fedoran weapons backfiring and an accidental exposure to elven fungus. I'm sure this data will prove that.

A cure found and a danger identified. Good enough for now. Now let's go see your good news."

The observer would solve a lot of issues. This was not going to happen again. Not just because of the Observer. Amanda would use the paladins almost like an intelligence network.

So no executions. But a tighter net, and less trust.
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>>29401917
Dear Jesus fuck let there be a canyon between /pol/ and /cgl/
Or a fucking desert I will settle for either
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>>29405795
/pol/ is on a raised sandstone plateau with a builder-made fountain.

It's not particularly hospitable and it doesn't have easy access to anywhere.
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>>29401917
Fixed the location of /vr/ and the typo with /soc/.

My thanks again to the anon who made the map; I just labelled it.
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They've taken my wife from me, the monsters.

My subordinates kept me from going on a personal roaring rampage of revenge against them. Barely.

But in my place I'm sending the finest members of the Scorpion Clan. The greatest assassins of the Fedoran Empire.

The Crazy Eight.
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>>29406723

Embrace now in the dying light the fall of day and rise of night.

For the moon rises and sun falls, and when you awake it will be beneath our balls.

Dance now beneath midnight moon, and kill, rape, and grab a cutebold to spoon.

For though soon the sun may rise and moon may fall, we'll say in the end we lived it all.

Embracing not moralities false light, but embracing the bosom of the black queen of night.

Don your Fedora and dance away, for all dark joy must fade ere come the break of day.

The Confederacy seeks to shine a candle bright, but we'll laugh and say no and snuff out the light.

They are not the sun and we are not the moon, merely their reflections in Lenore's vast womb.

So let us grow and be the bad seed - and Confederates be broken and their women we'll breed.

The Fedoran empire IS the night, and together we will break the light.

Forever darkness shall be at hand to cover for all time this grim jungle land.
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/pol/ is never, never a threat. It's a little board, full of urbanite fat neckbeards and edgy retards. Seriously, most have no idea how a working society works and they would probably tear each other for not being radical enough in the first place. For one inawood type you have 999 greasy racist middle class fuck who simply happen to be racist on earth and have no special skill apart of that.

Hell, even /int/ with its nationality-based society has realistically more chance to survive due to the sense of community.
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To add a bit on the population question, I've made a table about the population in each board.

Column D is the maximum of population you can expect in a board in the current time with the only deaths being due to the hostile nature.

Column F is the population appearing in each board in the eight wave.

The original document will be available on the IRC.
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okay so I get most of the boards
but what the hell is going to be happening in /yg/?
especially with no milk to make yoghurt with
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< playback recording >
Allright, Im ready for this, Ì've gotten all my gear packed and readied in record time, Ive got plenty of supplies and even have my Princess Celestia Plush Doll to keep me warm with her powers of sun and friendship!

Huh! I think its happening, im going to a brand new world! We will make a new world, founded on our principles! A New Equestria! Where being loving and tolerant will be mandatory to all!

AH! Where am I? Why is it white everywhere? Why am I cold, why is it so windy?!

Calm down, get a grip now … oh! Im falling, and im looking at the clouds!
That means? Aha! There beneath me is a large blue landmass....oh wait, thats water? What? No! No this is wrong!
Nonononononononono-AAAAAAAAAH!
AAAAAAAAA-*SLAP*
~gurgle~
~GASP~
~blub blub blub~
<end recording>
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It is the year 52 P.E. (Post Exodus) I am a young boy named Mous who spends the whole day helping my father on the farms. The old people still talk about the old world, the land of tecknogroly or something. They say things like, "Back in my day we didn't half to walk up the hill in the snow barefoot, we drove a 'far'!" I don't know what they are talking about sometimes.

Today I have the day off of work. Today is what the old people call my "birth day". They say when a mommy and daddy love each other, they fuck for weeks, the Feathered Horses find them a new baby, and then delivery to their house on the "birth day". Mommy and Daddy are fucking all day to celebrate my birth day so they sent me to watch the water at the coast.

Imagine my surprise when the sea gods decided to gift me a baby on my own birth day. A small Feather Horse all my own. The only problem is this one has hair like us huuemans. It has wings like a Sky Killer. It even has a crown like "High Man" Eric the Stud. I think I will keep it and show mommy and daddy after they're done fucking.
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>>29410107
That's true, the plastic toys have to wash up on the beach eventually. Almost taunting us.
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>>29410206
people make a living off of collecting and selling driftplast
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>>29410107
The horrible truth of the fate of /mlp/ is that there was once an island out there with a grand city upon it, but it sunk long ago. The Dick aliens just never updated their map.
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>>29410298
At least that's what we will tell our kids in the future. Truthfully I think it was the dick aliens saw the vile evil of letting the bronies survive and murdered them all off. Tis a sad fate when dick asshole aliens deem you beyond redemption yet /b/, /int/, /pol/ and /r9k/ are all allowed life.
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>>29410614
/b/ isn't that bad considering the average population. Keep in mind that everyone who has ever lurked /b/ is in /b/, including the fox news reporters who made some report on it, everyone who ever browsed and fucked off immediately after because it's disgusting, and so on. The average /b/tard on lenore is probably a former normalfag.

/int/ isn't a too shitty board, /pol/ and /r9k/ are despicable but not as pathetic.
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>>29392699

Scathing Glare was returned by a green cyclopean stare. Then he broke eye contact, a hand reaching inside his jacket to pull the small pair of broken bifocals. Faded blue paint, a missing left lens, the metal bent and out of shape, but overall still functional. He held it there in his hands, almost in reverence before speaking.

“I’ve had these damned things since I got to Lenore. They are the last things from Earth that I brought. Everything else was either take, broken, or lost.” He pondered for a second, and then continued, “These things have been smashed against walls, survived multiple blunt objects to the face, and one rather fateful shot that should have killed me.”

His gaze returned back to her,” When we first met, I was wearing these. I also remember that day cause you were doing your best to kill me.” A slight grin, hidden under bandages, graced his face.

“A chase through the still jungle choked ruins that would be K.C. Across roofs, through disused roads and under the city itself. Others had chased before, with similar intent, but you were different from the others. You didn’t stop. You just kept coming, and eventually due to stupidity on my part, we ended up in a dead-end alley. Funny, that the chase lasted longer than the fight. Nearly took your head off though, but still in the end I ended up with a knife to my throat.”

“I fully expected to die then and there, but you didn’t. So, Ms. Fortune, to answer your question ‘What Shadow am I?’ I’m Redding, and I’m the Shadow you let live.” He left her to digest that, rising with a grunt to his feet, cane clacking against the stone floor as he walked further into the Palace itself.
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So is the /pol/tard gone?
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>>29412331
dunno, Don't care
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When we gonna see more Builder crazy storytime?
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>>29412822
Dunno, but we might want to archive this before it tanks
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>>29411324
My mind flashed back to a scene of myself holding a man up against a wall with a thin knife against his throat. The chase had been frantic, a few times I thought I'd lost him but gut instinct had driven me on and Id caught his trail again everytime until we were there, like a Cat with the mouse under her paws but her claws still at the ready.
My mouth was moving but I couldnt hear any of the words, instead I remembered the smirk that played across my lips as I pulled the knife away from his throat only to drive it into his abdomen and let him drop to the floor.

He'd been digging into my activities, I'd built myself up into a nice position in the city, a tavern/tradepost/stripclub, it was as cushy as it got on Lenore. But I hadn't exactly got there by squeaky clean methods and he threatened to bring that down for me and my girls. I couldn't let that happen. So I left him there to die, to bleed out on that stone floor.

But he hadn't. My mind flashed back again, it was the same man but he looked different this time, tougher almost. This time we were talking, my eyes betrayed my suprise at his survival, his eyes betrayed the glimmer of fear at my presence.

We'd talked and in the end I couldn't just let him leave with the knowledge he had, so I'd given him an ultimatum, either we do the cat and mouse game again, but this time I'd get creative, or he could instead work with me, I'd already been acting as a kind of broker but I didn't plan to stay small time and I needed talented people to work for me.

He'd agreed to work with me and turned out to be a far greater asset than I had planned, he'd helped me create the very ground work for the Catgirl Network and the Inquistion. He'd helped train and organize and in many ways he'd been the key to my success and we'd worked closely together, even when he'd joined the Militia when the Fedorans came, I'd still make sure his men were supplied, even when the shortages started, and kept updated on the leaders plans.
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>>29413446
Then Rizzd had gone and thrown open the doors and given up the mayor. Everything was ruined, the militia surrendered and those that didn't either fled or were wiped out. At first I thought he'd just gone to ground, gone into hiding but when I got no news from him even months after Id thought he was dead.

Otherwise he would of contacted me somehow so that he could help minimize the damage the Fedorans were doing. But he hadn't and I'd had to shoulder that burden alone, all the other major figures who had worked in the open had been simply disposed of. He was supposed to be dead.

But here I was, listening to a dead man for the second time and following him deeper into the Palace.

"Of all the people....Id of expected this when you were that spineless rat I first met, but you turned out to be so much more. I hadnt even imagined you would of turned liek this."

I shook my head and laughed in exasperation.

"I mean the 6th Column?! REALLY!? You didn't think to stay and help the city? Work with me to stop the Fedorans from ruining the city like they have been trying?"

I remained silent for a while, I wanted to beat the living shit out of him but the memory of what he had helped me achieve stayed my hand.

"Why? You more than anyone should know how I react to people who have crossed me. So why would you come to me despite knowing this?"
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>>29409934
hahahaha, oh god, the poor horse loving bastards! They'Re all doomed!
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>>29413612
Man, two of my best friends drowned and I'll never see them again. Fucking aliens.
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>>29413981
only if they favour the /mlp/ board above others
we have bronies who had other interests and hung out on other boards show up there instead
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>>29414001
nope, Dick Aliens took -ALL- Bronies, even the closet Bronies who had never seen 4chan and dumped them in the ocean. Yep, Earth is a better place now.

Muh,

Muhahaha!
But seriously, it goes by which board you favor the most so as much as it pains me to realize it... there will be bronies among the survivors.
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>>29414859
yeah
and King Fedoran is one of them
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>>29414892
Actually, I've hinted in the IRC that the fedorans could be backed by a /pol/ conspiracy.
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>>29413981
It's a long-running joke, but mostly it keeps things adhering to the "no mention of the board that should not be mentioned off of itself" rule in the thread.
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>>29414859
>tfw dick aliens took all fa/tg/uys and ca/tg/irls and removed them from the earth.

Earth is a sadder place now.
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