Bostruisa, Malgeiru
Speinfoent woke up to the rhythmic cascades of the running shower. Shaking the lingering fog from his head, he spread out his paws on the luxurious blankets. They were made of a soft material he did not recognize and felt divine against his fur. He slowly lifted himself into a sitting position, still marveling at how comfortable it was. As he sat up, he noticed a faint yet familiar scent wafting through the air. His stomach started to flutter as fragments of last n...
2024-03-05 00:10:27 +0000 UTC
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Bostruisa, Malgeiru
The Fresh Trail Cuisine restaurant’s decorative style was a fusion of classic elegance with modernity: the dining room was sophisticated, yet cozy. It felt as if he had stepped into an enchanted forest and been taken away by the beauty all around; plush green leather chairs perched atop wooden floors, potted vegetation cascading from their hanging baskets above, ivy draped along the walls, giving off an almost ethereal feel to the place.
Speinfoent couldnâ€...
2024-03-05 00:09:53 +0000 UTC
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Malgeirgam, Malgeiru
Speinfoent breathed in the stale air in the Defense Ministry Archives. The walls were lined with tall racks of aging machines and boxes, blinking lights indicating their continued operation… some of them, anyway. Dusty monitors sat atop desks cluttered with stacks of abandoned data discs. A single beam from a rusted skylight filtered through the dimly lit room to illuminate the front desk. The seat behind it was occupied by a seedy-looking fellow with pale-tan f...
2024-03-05 00:09:12 +0000 UTC
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Atlas, Luna
S.83920 Republic Defense Authorization Act 2123
Status: Introduced in the Senate
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Grantor
Svatken carefully filled her teapot with a mixture of herbs and spices, then placed it on the table with both paws.
She looked at the prisoner across from her, a creature by the name of… it didn’t really matter.
She poured him some tea.
In some ways, he looked like her first hatchling. The healthy long whiskers, the furry white nose, ...
2024-03-05 00:06:44 +0000 UTC
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Malgeirgam, Malgeiru
Grionc’s rage simmered, a quiet storm brewing beneath her stoic exterior as she perched on the ornate chair in the empty lobby. She knew the Schpriss were making her wait on purpose. This was some kind of petty political power play, a further waste of her time on a trip that she already knew was going to be fruitless.
As a reward for her “victory” at Datsot, the Defense Ministry was sending her around the diplomatic circuit to beg for another tranche o...
2024-03-05 00:06:15 +0000 UTC
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Oettro
2 years, 4 months ago
“Captain Harris. We’re moving the Nile behind asteroid Oscar-2 to dump our heat sinks. They’re at ninety percent capacity, and we haven’t emptied them since the delivery trucks missed their schedule.”
Chuck replied, “We’ll watch your six, Gregor.”
“Appreciate it, Chuck.”
He cast a sidelong glance at his fresh XO, Commander Samantha Lee, giving her a tacit nod of assurance.
Lee, all busine...
2024-03-05 00:05:45 +0000 UTC
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Upon the discovery of scientific evidence suggesting a possible low-cost constant-acceleration Drive, nations on Earth invested heavily in an attempt to reach them. The Terra Corporation got there first, successfully creating the first successful Alcubierre Drive. This breakthrough enabled Terra Corporation to amass vast quantities of wealth through their monopoly on practical space travel…
As humanity explored and colonized the solar system using their rockets, Terra had...
2024-03-05 00:04:08 +0000 UTC
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TRNS Mississippi
In the belly of the ship, behind multiple hardened alloy composites, was the flag suite of the Mississippi. As a reconnaissance ship based on a next-generation missile destroyer frame, it would not normally have space for such a flag suite, but the Mississippi was specially designed and allocated for alien surveillance operations. Such operations required the political sensitivity and flexibility that flag officers often carried aboard, so the designers of the spacecr...
2024-03-05 00:01:34 +0000 UTC
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Terran Republic Navy Ship Mississippi
The sleek and ominously quiet Terran Republic Navy advanced reconnaissance ship, the Mississippi, hung a mere two light seconds away from the catastrophic remnants of the alien fray. There was not one unaffected soul on the bridge as they watched and listened as the Granti and Malgeir sent their best into a death charge against the Znosians.
Commander Samantha Lee, the executive officer of the ship, was the first to wipe her wet blue eyes on...
2024-03-05 00:00:31 +0000 UTC
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MNS Oengro
Sixth Fleet defeated the third and fourth volleys of enemy missiles without any additional casualties.
“We are entering our own effective range,” Speinfoent announced to the bridge the second he saw the notification. “Coordinating fire with the fleet… launching!”
A few seconds later, a massive flurry of much heavier projectiles streamed out of the fleet’s missile tubes and onto the sensor screens. Hundreds of anti-ship missiles began tracking the ene...
2024-03-05 00:00:02 +0000 UTC
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MNS Oengro
Grionc turned to Vastae to ask, “How is Squadron 4 doing?”
Squadron 4 was special. Instead of the blue and gray flag of the Malgeir, its ships flew the tricolor — white, brown, and black — flag of the fallen Granti Alliance. Enough former Granti Navy personnel had made it out to staff and crew a dozen Delta-class Malgeir ships. Battle-hardened and eager, they volunteered for dangerous combat assignments to avenge their fallen homeworld and to prevent anotherâ€...
2024-03-04 23:59:01 +0000 UTC
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It’s not just your deadlift.
Your hundred-meter.
Your high jump.
Tomorrow’s battles require a different kind of strength.
The strength to stand out in school, and to stand up for what’s right.
It’s more than physical strength.
It’s strength of character.
Strength of will, purpose, and determination.<...
2024-03-04 23:57:27 +0000 UTC
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