OOC:How about a vote? We should see how many people would prefer having RED as a mod instead of Carno. The combination of moderational powers and a super-race may just be to much of a temptation for Carno...
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The Miranu fleet had left Zidagar space without meeting with the Vice Admiral, as the main intention of the meeting was contacting ESPilot and working out s truce and some tech trades. Another reason was that a very interesting thing had happened. An Miranu slave had escaped the clutches of the Accara. Paul was hurrying to meet him now. The first two MVAG's had come of the production line and were on their way to Coalition space to show them what they were and hopefully bring back some replicators so the Aurgelmir could be built faster.
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In a medical ward on New Mira, a male Miranu of medium build sat on the thin mattress of a medical bed, awaiting a meeting with Admiral Benden. He had a smal bandage on the back of his neck, and some Mumb Leave Ointment on some cuts and bruises. When Paul arrived, they talked for a bit and the ex-slave began to tell his story. "I was part of a work crew. They was havin' us build a bunch of ships. Big 'uns. When I first learned of my assignment, I thought 'bout jus' buildin' thems wrong or somethin'. Instead a jus' lettin' us work with a bunch a guns trained on us, they put these devices on the backs of our necks. They had these wires that tingled, and they would make you do what you was told." As Paul heard this part, he thought of trading for this technology just so his grandkids would do their chores. The man continued, "Anyways, we was goin' back from workin' on the ships, and a rockslide nocked a bunch of us down a hill. We was all rollin' and tumblin' down. The other guys hit their heads or somethin' and died. On the way down a rock hit the device on my neck and nocked it off. They apparently had some kinda spikes holdin them in.
"I jus' remember wakin' up in the mornin' and seein' the wreck of a ship nearby. It was an old Zachit Arada, like the one my Dad used to fly. It was missin' most of its right wing and the hull was all bent up, but she looked like she could fly. I found some sealant in the hold an' sealed up the small cracks that had appeared in her hull. The shied generators weren't workin' all to good, and its a wonder that I made it past the blockade. II had just barely enough feul to get here." After finishing his recount of his last few days, Paul started questioning him about the ships and the Accara. "Oh, yeah. They had big ships. Real fancy. Looked like they was gettin' ready for somethin big. If I would you I would get ready and make more ships. The Accara ground warriors are mean. I saw some ground troops hidin' behind a barracade engaged in a firefight with 'em. All of a sudden, a couple of 'em grab their heads and start rollin on the ground, as though they had horrid headaches. Another one just kina sat their with a blank look in his eyes, as though he just wasn't there. Then WHAM!! This big explosion goes off right behind the soldiers, and they crouch closer to the barracade. Then one of them warriors leaps up eight feet and comes over the barracade, killin' all of 'em with one of their funky weapons."
After the interveiw, Paul thanked the man and assured him that his medical care would be covered by the government, then left. Reports from the MVAG's about the trial were coming in over the comm of his ship...
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The two MVAG's entered the DSN-9608 system and opened fire. Their targets weren't Coalition ships, but asteroids rather. They flew into a large group of asteroids and fired all of their torpedo launchers at once. The area surrounding them lit up in a large explosion, and the two MVAG's flew out of it and transmitted a single message to UEA: "Is that a good enough explanation of what an MVAG is?" They included a recording of the test fire.
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Proton/Anti-Photon Turret
ETC:5 Posts
Aurgelmir Design
ETC:1 Post
MVAG Production
Total:2 TTC:3
Mech Mass Production
Paused
Total Produced:50
Total Upgraded:50
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