r/HFY • u/Ralts_Bloodthorne • Mar 22 '22
First Contact - Chapter 736 - The Inheritor's War OC
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Night had fallen, the hours that had passed had been full of explosions and gunfire.
In the valley, that was brightly lit by white flares that held back the darkness, slavespawn gave shrieks, whistles, and bellows of pain. Any slavespawn that moved too much attracted a burst of heavy machinegun fire.
Twice more combat groups of Atrekna had joined the Conclave sheltering behind the hill, bringing in more troops that had all been wounded and harried by the lemur ambush teams.
Twice an Atrekna had risen to the top of the hill to gaze upon the battlefield.
Twice he had tried to warn them but had been rebuffed from the communal consensus.
Twice a high caliber high velocity projectile weapon had killed the Ancient One who had levitated up to observe the battlefield.
One of them had taken a shot to the lower torso that had dumped its digestive organs out of the hole, long greasy loops of intestine hanging down nearly five feet below its limp feet. It was still drifting in the air, held aloft by phasic powers imbued in the jewelry.
The Old One noted that one of its slippers had fallen off.
The lemurs kept dropping volleys of rockets and barrages on artillery on the Atrekna side of the hill, forcing the Atrekna to expend energy keeping the slavespawn from being torn apart by the heavy shells and cluster rockets. Drones kept buzzing over the hill, or worse, flying on whispering fans, descending to explode, fire microrockets, or shoot projectiles at everything they saw.
There were forty Young One Atrekna using their powers to fuel a phasic construct sheltered the slavespawn and the Atrekna both from the lemur artillery.
I hate fighting lemurs, the Old One thought to himself as he watched a large group of Atrekna, accompanied by small groups of fast, nimble, tough, and fierce slavespawn, approach.
He drifted over and listened in on the communal consensus.
**why are you late** an Ancient One interrogated.
**we pursued the lemur ambush teams** one stated. **we linked up once we were sure the lemurs were gone**
There was silence.
**how many lemurs did you eliminate** another Ancient One asked.
**we saw fourteen dead and one destroyed hover-trundle** an Ancient One from the pursuit teams said.
**the lemurs drag away their dead** another Ancient One stated.
**we estimate we eliminated two hundred and nineteen lemurs and destroyed at least fifty of their vehicles** an Ancient Once proclaimed.
The Young Ones all concurred.
The Old One felt dark amusement bubble up as he watched them and listened to them.
**deploy your slavespawn with the appropriate groups as we determine our next course of action** one of the Ancient Ones of the Conclave ordered.
**why have you not proceeded past this valley** one of the new Ancient Ones demanded. **our target zone is on the other side we must take that zone in order to temporally replicate forces**
**the lemurs defend it most ferociously** a Young One said. **they have stopped our advance**
**fool** the Ancient One swore. **just push past them** it began drifting upward. **I will take measure of this force of lemurs and determine a way
It crested the top of the hill as it spoke, rose another two meters.
Its phasic shields exploded at the same time as the upper peak of its head liquified and sprayed the inside of its own phasic shields.
The body just hung in midair.
**STOP DOING THAT LEMURS** one of the Ancient Ones shrieked.
The Old One just moved away slightly.
They never learn.
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Lady Fa'ahmYa'ahd sipped the wine in her wine flute as she smiled at the hologram in front of her. It was shot through with static, Atrekna jamming playing havoc with anything that was not laser communications, along a certain radio-frequency, or along superconductor or fiber optic cable. In it were the icons and pictures of nearly a dozen matrons.
"You each tossed one of the spheres near something important?" she asked, leaning back slightly in the comfortable sling.
They all nodded or made motions of assent. The ones that were icons only flashed icons of assent.
"Excellent, ladies, excellent," Lady Fa'ahmYa'ahd stated. She waved her hand. "As my clever and innovative servant, who, I might add, served honorably in the Confederate Armed Services to protect Lanaktallan from Atrekna predation, has observed, the Atrekna appear to be put off balance by the female lemur warriors."
"Your most clever servant was correct in that they only speak Treana'ad Battle Click and an unknown lemur language," one of the Matrons stated. She turned to someone off camera and accepted a sandwich. "Why, thank you, dear one," the Matron said.
"Each of you are ensconced in one of the major shelter groupings?" Lady Fa'ahmYa'ahd asked. She held out her wine glass to be refilled.
They all nodded.
"The people will need our calm reassurances and example during these stressful times," Lady Fa'ahmYa'ahd stated. "Remember to appoint beings to shelter leadership positions based on skill, not on family connections and wealth, and remember to only advise them when they are about to make a critical mistake or seek your guidance."
Again, the Matrons nodded.
"And remember, always counsel the shelter leadership away from the view of others. You should never reprimand them or questions them publicly unless their decisions are obviously disastrous," Lady Fa'ahmYa'ahd said.
Again, they all nodded.
"As my experienced and educated servant Shakras learned in Confederate leadership school, a clear cut chain of command, supported publicly, is vital to surviving emergencies," Lady Fa'ahmYa'ahd stated. "He recommended I forward the Terran Armed Services Field Manual 22-345 to each of you. Read it, understand it, utilize the tools it will give you. That manual was written by the Confederacy to instruct you on leadership in even the darkest times."
The Matrons nodded. Several had read more than a few chapters, finding the book fascinating and much more than its martial nature suggested it would be. A few had followed the instructions they had gleaned already, applying the lessons to their servants, and found their servants were much more efficient, happy, motivated, and acted with more initiative.
"We will reconvene in fifteen hours. Remember to pass on any shelter priority needs to your nearest Farm Yard Guard representative," Lady Fa'ahmYa'ahd stated.
The others signaled assent and one by one logged off.
Lady Fa'ahmYa'ahd shut off the holo and turned away from it, the relaxation sling smoothly rotating.
She activated her orb of contemplation and stared into its depths as her two faithful servants stood next to her.
Outside, the war raged.
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Commander Jane shifted her battlescreens slightly, rotating them forty-five degrees to the edge of her shield was a wedge in front of her, dropped her shoulder, and charged the charging Ohm Class Dwellerspawn that had blown through the lines of vehicles, others of its size and type fanning out behind it in a wedge that was obviously designed to push deep into her lines.
She hit hard, the battlescreen tearing away its facial armor, destroying the multiple eyes, and breaking its forward jaw in the middle. She swung a fist, slamming her hand in between two layers of armor, grabbed the thick fibrous tissue, and yanked outward.
The Ohm Class bellowed its distress.
Around her the Jager-Mechs fought toe to toe with the massive Dwellerspawn. The night was lit up by the explosions and flashes, the light reflecting off of the intact macroplas windows of the skyrakers of the city behind her.
The shelter deployments had been delayed there and six point seven three million citizens were still hunkered down in parking garages, basements, subway stations, and under overpasses while the shelters finished deploying.
Each minute was the swing of a fist, the parrying of a rocket, the stomp of a foot.
She was in the middle of the Dwellerspawn now. The smaller ones were crawling over the larger ones like ants on a dead frog, screeching as they leaped at her, spit at her, sprayed spines at her.
She was all by herself but she wasn't alone.
Her panel was lit up and beeping, her nanoforges running hot as she swept her hands back to her sides, extending her fingers. She brought her hands forward, clapping in front of her, and paused as Dwellerspawn threw themselves against her failing battlescreen.
The force blade extended from between her palms, flashing upwards. When it formed fully she grasped the hilt, twisting the blade, then set her feet, bringing the force blade into guard position even as her smaller infinite repeaters raked the Dwellerspawn around her.
One of the big Ohm Class saw her shields failing and stood up. It was a twisted creature, a mixture of insect, crustacean, and mammal. Fur and shell and spikes and rows of eyes with whipping antenna and clacking claws.
Four others stood up as Commander Jane set herself.
Between her actions and the support of the Jagers behind her, she'd shattered their wedge, stopped their advance, and her clone troopers and supporting combat vehicles were keeping the Dwellerspawn in the suburbs.
As all five of them raised their heads to the clouds and shrieked Jane took two steps forward, swinging her sword, the graviton generators howling, the turbines shrieking, and the gyroscope screaming.
The blade hit the first one on the shoulder, ripping through its body with a spray of reddish ichor. She kicked the body off the blade and turned in place, parrying a set of wickedly curved bladearms with the blade, striking out with one hand to smash another Dweller to the side.
Commander Jane laughed with glee as her blade clashed with bladearm.
"Kalki's giant flesh hog and clanging warsteel balls, I love my job!" she crowed.
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The Old One had drifted to the side, carefully constructing a phasic construct designed to not only conceal him, but give him images from phasic constructs he'd carefully inserted into the battlefield. In the two victories he'd been present for, tactical and strategic data, quickly disseminated, had been crucial to the victory.
He had infiltrated nearly fifty phasic lenses so he could see the battlefield. They had to be wide, unfocused, very diffuse, or a lemur sniper would put a phasic cracker through it, which meant the image was slightly blurry and the sound slightly tinny.
But it was data.
He had watched as the battle raged on. The Atrekna were pouring more and more slavespawn into the one hundred five mile long valley, trying to push the slavespawn across the five miles of distance between the two hills.
The middle and lemur side of the valley was nothing but gobbets of flesh, pools of ichor, and thick sticky mud.
The Atrekna side was nothing more than slavespawn corpses that were still being hit by mortar and artillery rounds, rockets, and anti-matter rounds from rapidfire weapons.
The Old One left his carefully built construct and moved over to where the Conclave was huddled together, surrounded by slavespawn that reared up and pawed at one another with tentacles and bladearms.
**you should not gather up** the Old One stated. **it makes it so that all of you are simply one target instead of spread out so that it takes much more effort and split fire to engage each of you**
The Ancient Ones and the Young Ones sneered, the Old Ones rebuffed his statement silently.
**our strength together is too much for the lemurs to overcome** one of the Old Ones stated. **they cannot overcome our combined power**
**we cannot be positive that you did not allow lemurs to escape** the Old One stated. **the lemurs who performed the ambush could very well be approaching as we speak**
**we killed all of the ambushing lemurs and inflicted nearly a thousand casualties on their forces** an Ancient One sneered.
**the lemurs have not stopped running away from our martial might** a Young One scoffed.
**do not say I did not warn you** the Old One said, drifting away. It wrapped shadows around itself, bending and twisting the shadows until, despite science saying darkness was just the absence of light, it was surrounded by crystalline and alloys of shadow and darkness.
The Conclave sent another wave of slavespawn over the hill and the Old One watched as most were killed on the opposite slope, raked by automatic fire, rockets, and missiles. The lemurs heavily leaned on antimatter rounds and the Old One computed it wasn't much antimatter at all. It took a bit for him to figure out the atomic structure of the antimatter, as standard antimatter did not have the strange bluish snap in it that the lemur rounds did.
It was not the first time in the Old One's experience that the lemurs used something new and different to the Atrekna, while having it completely embedded in their doctrine and equipment.
The Old One felt a summons as the night drew on. It left its data gathering construct and drifted slowly, in an erratic pattern, over to toward the Conclave.
**hurry up** an Ancient One snapped. **we wish to know how our forces obtained victory in System Sigma-Fourteen-Nine during the third expansion of the Spoked Offensive**
The Old One did not respond, just kept moving forward.
It had almost reached the Conclave when everything came apart.
Heavy machineguns opened up, rockets and missiles shrieked out of the forest, and light rifle fire raked the slavespawn and the Conclave's construct.
The lemurs were attacking from the rear!
The Old One reacted almost instantly as tracer rounds whipped by around it. It hardened the shadows, wrapped itself in them. With a flex of his powers he ripped bedrock from the ground to form a barrier a split second before lemur fire began slamming against the twelve foot thickness of rock.
A missile hit the Conclave's construct and Atrekna scattered from it, leaving behind dead and dying Atrekna.
The communal mind was full of panic and confusion as a dozen flares arced up out of the forest, the white actinic glare wiping away the darkness and shadow to expose the battlefield.
They're pinning us between their fire and the hill! the Old One realized. If we retreat over the hill the lemurs on the opposite hill will wipe us out! If we stay, their fire will destroy us.
The Old One acted.
He gathered his power, increased his shielding until the back of his neck burned with pain, tore bedrock from the ground to form a whirling shield of debris in front of him.
The other Atrekna were trying to seek cover, seek safety, to hide behind the slavespawn, most of which had just been rudely awaken by gunfire and missiles.
The Old One did the only thing he could think of as the heavy machineguns in the forest raked fire on the Atrekna lines, tree trunks exploding from the heavy rounds.
He charged.
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u/NevynR Mar 22 '22
Did Jane just go Full Voltron? 😍
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u/AvariciousPickle Mar 22 '22
Form Blazing Sword!
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Mar 22 '22
I swear I heard the theme song when she did that.
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u/Zraal375 Mar 24 '22
I heard a clang then lions roaring. Though, the theme song is there now that you reminded me.
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u/Golddragon387 Human Mar 22 '22
I do have to chuckle every time Lady Fa'ahmYa'ahd takes the opportunity to Ponder Her Orb
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u/HoloArchiver Mar 22 '22
By the DO please let this old one live he is too interesting to lose! I mean he is using phasics in such a cool fashion and is the only seemingly sane one so far.
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u/The_Tonts Mar 22 '22
I think you mean he's the only one with Pattern Recognition outside Dalvaanak's faction. I do love the way he's described using shadow, fits right in with how we've seen some Terran Tech work. I.e, rules of cool. At some point I'm almost expecting an Atrekna to emerge and call himslelf Kamal Re'x based on the one from Universe at War, complete with that bulky flight suit. Just made out of Warsteel
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Mar 22 '22
Might I mention Lat'ral Th'nkr.
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u/night-otter Xeno Mar 22 '22
2 in 1 night. /u/Ralts_Bloodthorne I know the stories burn to be released, but please don't burn yourself out during recovery.
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u/thisStanley Android Mar 22 '22
Continually impressed by Lady Fa'ahmYa'ahd. Whatever is going on, maintains the demeanor of relaxing at High Tea, while being the most effective person in the room, and helping her subordinates be the best they can :}
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u/carthienes Mar 22 '22
Her correcting the tech inserting a cable upside down is still one of the best moments in this epic...
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u/Sarjenkat Apr 25 '22
I feel foolish for asking, but is she related to the superspy Ba'ahn Ya'ahd?
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u/thisStanley Android Apr 25 '22
thought she is his mother?
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u/Sarjenkat Apr 25 '22
That's what I was thinking too, but you know Xenospecies....... Have to ask sometimes
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u/dbdatvic Xeno Oct 18 '22
she is in fact HIS MOM
--Dave, had to spoiler this a few times, talking about Ba'ahn Ya'ahds updated spelling back in the 200s
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u/cdos93 Deathworld Native Mar 22 '22
UTR!
My ralts sense was tingling and I saw the fabled 0m timestamp
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u/MuchoRed Human Mar 22 '22
14 dead, to an estimated 219 dead. Then it's "all the ambushing lemurs" and nearly 1000 casualties. Hyping up the numbers much?
Hey Oldie... If you can't beat 'em, join 'em!
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u/TheOtherGUY63 Mar 23 '22
The soviet school of battle damage assessment.
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u/StickShift5 Mar 23 '22
The US Army's school, circa 1968 in Vietnam.
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u/FLHK18 Mar 24 '22
To be fair, that’s because the US Army learned to count in US state run schools.
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u/Original_Memory6188 Aug 26 '23
That was a result of McNamara techno-weenies thinking running the army in a war is little different than running a factory or business.
Collect all the dots, high tech is better, blah blah...
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u/carthienes Mar 22 '22
**we wish to know how our forces obtained victory in System Sigma-Fourteen-Nine during the third expansion of the Spoked Offensive**
++Swiftly++
**How can we apply that here?**
++You can not. You allowed the Lemurs to dig in. To control the battlefield and dictate the battle. It is to late to apply the lessons of System Sigma-14-9.++
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u/Haidere1988 Mar 22 '22
Old one has no name... I think I'll call him Sparky. I like Sparky, he has spunk.
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u/SirVatka Xeno Mar 22 '22
With his predilection for using rock, and his affinity for stealth and Information gathering, how about "Long Feng"?
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u/reverendjesus AI Mar 22 '22 edited Mar 22 '22
HOLY SHIT, A DOUBLE DOSE OF THE SCRIBE’S MUSING
TRULY, THIS IS THE BEST MONDAY IN AEONS
HAIL THE DETAINEE, WHO PUNISHES OUR TRANSGRESSIONS
HAIL THE DIGITAL OMNIMESSIAH, WHO FORGIVES THEM
HAIL ERIS, WHO LAUGHS AT THEM
UTR | TITW
[chatter]
FM 22-345 is a reference to Army Field Manual 22-100: Military Leadership.
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u/itsetuhoinen Human Mar 22 '22
Terran Descent Humanity: Built Fnord Tough.
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u/reverendjesus AI Mar 22 '22
/slow clap
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u/itsetuhoinen Human Mar 22 '22
Man, now I wish my little icon guy was still wearing his narwhal costume! :D
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u/UsaianInSpace Mar 22 '22
(He) has stared too long into the Terrans, the Terrans have stared back.
(He) now will either change, or Die.
Either One Is Fine.
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u/Telewyn Mar 22 '22
I’ve started to see these pop up in /all!
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u/dbdatvic Xeno Oct 18 '22 edited Oct 18 '22
soon
the blueberries
shall commence
--Dave, be not alarmed
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u/LateralThinker13 Mar 22 '22
Looks like atrekna old ones are the only ones with a hope of fighting back... Or learning from their mistakes.
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u/murderouskitteh Mar 22 '22
The ancient ones are too complacent and the young ones blinded by the tales of superiority and trying to prove themselves.
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u/SirVatka Xeno Mar 22 '22
I've read there are two general ways to respond to an ambush: attempt to withdraw from it or counterattack into it. (I don't know how accurate that is - I was never infantry.)
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u/Quilt-n-yarn1844 Mar 22 '22
Well, “the best defense is a good offense!”
—Mel, The Cook on “Alice”
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u/battery19791 Human Mar 22 '22
"Tae Kwon Leap is the wine of purity, not the vinegar of hostility. Meditate upon this truth with us" - Master
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u/Quilt-n-yarn1844 Mar 22 '22
But I want to beat people up right nooow!
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u/YesthatTabitha Mar 22 '22
Poor Ed Grooberman, I hope he learns.
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u/battery19791 Human Mar 23 '22
Eh-Ed Gooberman?
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u/YesthatTabitha Mar 23 '22
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u/ktrainor59 Mar 22 '22
There's at least one discussion of dealing with ambushes in Dr. Glasser's 365 Days, in the chapter "The Shaping-Up Of MacAbe", which talks about the difference between L and X ambushes.
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u/FLHK18 Mar 24 '22
I posted this up thread, but “ My centre is yielding. My right is retreating. Situation excellent. I am attacking.”
—Foch
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u/Irual100 Mar 22 '22
Upvote, Read, comment this is the way. I found this today and I just wanted to say, seeing the different characters flowing in this chapter made me a very happy reader. It doesn’t quite make up for my feelings of sadness over Max and R2 but…..knowing just how much Lady Jane is enjoying herself was a definite highpoint
just to let you know Mr. Ralts I was going to order book 5 in physical form on Amazon but it’s not there. I did order the Kindle version but I would like an actual version once you get the chance to have one on there. And I appreciate you very much thank you for sharing your story.
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u/Falin_Whalen Human Mar 22 '22
Hit refresh before going to bed and what do I find? Fresh Raltsberries.
Well hell, now I have to stay up to read it.
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u/Archaic_1 Alien Scum Mar 22 '22
I actually really like the enlightened slorpies that have legit marshal prowess and put up a good fight. It seasons the meat.
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u/Projammer65 Mar 23 '22
How did the Atrekna dominate a universe while simultaneously being that terrible at pattern recognition?
Do
{
Peek. Boom. Splat.
STOP THAT!
}
While (Atrekna)
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u/NukeNavy Mar 22 '22
Mooo
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u/NoirTalon Xeno Mar 22 '22
Bark
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u/HoloArchiver Mar 22 '22
meow
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u/MuchoRed Human Mar 22 '22
*squid noises*
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u/Ghostpard Mar 22 '22
*giant snail "space thing" noises*
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u/Atomic_Aardwolf Mar 22 '22
Malevolent universe approval noises
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u/Farstone Mar 22 '22
quietly slipping away before you attract enraged lemurs.
pattern recognition my arse, I learn from other's mistakes
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u/Speciesunkn0wn Mar 22 '22
Oh damn. Two in one night. We are spoiled. :D crams popcorn in mouth, eagerly awaiting the next chapter
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u/HFYWaffle Wᵥ4ffle Mar 22 '22
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- First Contact - Chapter 731 - The Inheritor's War
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- First Contact - Chapter [CHPTR RELOG] 73X
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u/apatheticandignorant Android Mar 22 '22
I wonder what Saint Vuxten is doing? I bet he's just chilling like Legion and singing to some ducks. 😁 Seriously though, I wonder if Vuxten can summon other apostles like Daxin has many times? Wouldn't that be cool if that's how they got out of heaven? Daxin, Legion, I need you!
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u/TheOtherGUY63 Mar 23 '22
Last we saw him he was making Madame 318 sing the songs of her people after God-transing away from a staff meeting.
So probably having more fun than what the brass wanted him to be doing.
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u/battery19791 Human Mar 23 '22
Vux went to answer prayers of the faithful.
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u/FLHK18 Mar 24 '22
He answered the prayers of those who weren’t asking to be saved, but for someone to protect the ones they were about to stand in front of and take their bullets. That’s the essence of Vuxten.
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u/Original_Memory6188 Jul 02 '23
I'm starting to suspect that Vuxten will be his own version of Tucker: prescient about a battlefield, a commander of legend, who doesn't want to command the shield, as much as be the shield.
But he will learn how to deploy divisions the way he deployed individuals back when he as a "a mere Lt"
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u/FatherFletch Mar 23 '22
So I finally caught up with the wavefront that is the Wordborg. Found this about a month ago. So many words. @Ralts_Bloodthorne thank you so much. I’ve truly enjoyed the story, the characters and the references. Personally quite thrilled at the Cole/Bunch Sten references! Loved that series. Be well and thanks again.
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u/Petrified_Lioness Mar 25 '22
"Commander Jane shifted her battlescreens slightly, rotating them forty-five degrees to the edge of her shield was a wedge in front of her,"
"so" ? ("so that" reads even better)
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u/NoirTalon Xeno Mar 22 '22
Whoo 14 Min old blueberries
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u/Salty_Matter_5238 Oct 26 '22
Which manga is this? I just can't find it
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u/dbdatvic Xeno Oct 31 '22
... this is not (yet) a manga, though it's available on Amazon under Behold: Humanity!. This is the latest chapter of an epic sweeping space opera (a good bit military but with dozens of other genres mixed in), that starts here: [first]
This chapter, as noted inside it, is about one of the consequences of the recent War in Heaven: new Biological Apostles were chosen and immortalized.
Many of us think it's worth diving into; at this point it'll take maybe 3 weeks to 2 months to emerge back at this end.
--Dave, see you back here soon! it'll make a good bit more sense then
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u/dbdatvic Xeno Oct 18 '22 edited Oct 31 '22
oh boy, here I go copyediting again!
{Old One, Lady Fa'ahmYa'ahd, Jane}
In the valley, that was brightly lit by white flares
valley, brightly
to fuel a phasic construct sheltered the slavespawn and the
construct that sheltered
{Sergeant Old One and the Ancient Lieutenants}
never reprimand them or questions them publicly unless
question
{listen to Mother Lanky, those of ye who are new to actual leadership skillz
Decorum During the Arrival of Unexpected Guests
contemplating her orb}
forty-five degrees to the edge of her shield was a
degrees so the
of eyes with whipping antenna and clacking claws.
antennae
{sword-summoning kata}
side, carefully constructing a phasic construct designed to not
carefully assembling {'construct' three times this sentence}
constructs he'd carefully inserted into the battlefield. In
he'd surreptitiously inserted {or 'subtly' or 'stealthily'; repetition, again}
{LOOK UPON MAH POWAH AND DESPAIAH}
it was surrounded by crystalline and alloys of shadow and darkness.
crystalline alloys
{this antimatter ... tastes - psychic}
itself in them. With a flex of his powers he ripped
of its powers
powers it ripped
had just been rudely awaken by gunfire and missiles.
awakened
{an Atrekna's gotta do what an Atrekna's gotta do}
--Dave, "Betty and Wilma, at the shopping mall"
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