[OT] - Xenology - Story driven PBW.

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* (Just so no one gets confused who this group of anarchists on the new planet are, they are anarcho-capitalists. They differ from the Foundation as a whole only in believing in no government instead of tiny government.)

The Starliner and Mystery Project Alpha

"The project Alpha is being coordinated and launched at an undisclosed location to the public or to other Groups. We have made preparations at great cost."

"Don't tell any members of my group the location yet, I will bring them there. Otherwise some members who are undoubtedly spies will hear of it. Plus, only a few hundred of our best members are coming."

"The Control Alliance will have its ship, good Citizen, and no one except FFCC will know about it. They might trace any extreme financial activities, if you had to borrow heavily."

"Well, we are rather tired of the Foundation, if the rest of our members work hard, they will be able to afford a colony of our own, until then we will make use of our ship."

"The FFCC welcomes your business, the present and future."

Zelleck was preparing for his full work duties on the new Freedom, the first FFCC Luxury class starliner.

The Captain arrived at Zelleck's quarters in the Starliner center. He prefered the informal name Zon and kept a lighthearted demeanor, important for a luxurious passenger ship. "Time to be ready, Zelleck. I'm sure you will be ready for the warehousing, never known anyone so young, yet so skilled in the art."

Improved storage techniques gave Freedom extra room for fuel supplies instead of cargo.

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Has everyone given up on writing for this game or are they just waiting to meet other races. Haven't even seen introductions from two races.

I've just really gotten into my races' style, which is why I've been writing so many details about it.

[Unknown_Enemy]

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[Unknown_Enemy]

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I suppose its easier with a society like the Foundation cause they always have various Groups battling (economically that is) with each other, and scandals and lots for the news services to keep up with.

Plus, if you think about the types that went off to colonize new continents in our world, that is the model I've made for the Groups that colonize new worlds. I don't just have regular foundation folks getting up and going off to a new world, I have all these different idealists who want to do things their way.

The Foundation is a lot like the Fazrah without weapons, and as robots.

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“So, sister, we meet at Last. ” The younger princess slithered up to the elder with a smug twitch in her tail. “I was hoping we’d bump into one-another. It would be so rude of me to be issuing orders to a sister I’d never even met.”
She looked around quickly, hoping someone would have overheard, but was disappointed. The audience chamber they occupied was one of the oldest surviving excavations on the planet, having hosted at least three hundred generations of KanesS royalty, but it had been designed with an exquisite understanding of acoustics. It allowed a small group of people to speak in effective privacy, even if the place was packed wall to wall with squirming nobles as it was tonight. A perfect design consideration considering the amount of scheming that went on there: For almost as long as society had existed among the KanesS, this chamber had played to host to every conceivable plot of deceit, revenge, treason, assassination and betrayal.

“Ah, yes, Srikeesh isn’t it?” Kleesh deflected the artless little putdown with casual ease. “I’m so glad my Royal Parents found a role for you in my space project. As you know I’m a great believer in new ideas and I think it’s wonderful to trust even a minor task like yours to someone so young and inexperienced. Still, with enough effort I’m sure we can convince them that you’re not completely useless.”

Srikeesh shrank back slightly, baring her teeth. Kleesh consolidated her victory with a dismissive flick of the head as she turned to her other companions. Despite her nonchalant attitude, Kleesh felt genuinely threatened by this upstart sibling. The newly-appointed minister for alien interaction may not yet be skilled in the sniping and barbed conversation central to the royal court’s operations, but few in the nobility actually understood the critical nature of the new diplomatic role assigned to her- which is the only reason it had fallen on her. No KanesS had ever even considered the possibility of alien intelligence, so although everyone had been shocked and appetised by the discovery Last tenth, few had grasped the implications. Not only in regards to interstellar relations and the procurement of vital resources by trade, but also the possibility of competition and conflict.

There was plenty enough competition and conflict at home, of course. Kleesh didn’t doubt for one minute that her Royal Parents had paired her up with this devious and ambitious younger sibling to provoke just that. Kleesh’s fame and power had been grown suddenly when the space project had captured the public’s imagination, and for a while she had been one of the top three contenders for heir. Even if she was a laughing stock now, they were wise to keep an eye on her. It was a standard tactic for the monarchs to set these little tests for their offspring, firstly to see who was most fit for the throne and also, of course, to distract them from any plans to take it before their time.

The fact that she was now being pitted against such a minor princess showed how far she had fallen in her parents’ esteem. The space project had been hugely popular at first, and a prestigious new title had been invented for her: Minister of Galactic Domains. However, with the agonisingly slow progress of the colonisers toward their targets the nobles had lost interest and with it their respect for Kleesh. She should have listened to Shkimsk, who had foreseen this very situation and advised against targeting distant food-rich planets exclusively. By the time they encountered the Cue Cappan ship, she was practically in disgrace and so this Srikeesh else had been given responsibility for communicating with them.

Now Kleesh had to try to work with this insufferable brat. Although no form of hierarchy or command structure had been established between them (the King and Queen would doubtless take great pleasure in watching them fight it out), Srikeesh would undoubtedly find diplomatic reasons to wrest control of the starships away from her. In the meantime, who knew what the Cue Cappans were thinking? They might already be planning an attack, and Srikeesh would be too busy scoring points against her sister to even consider the possibility.

[Raging Deadstar]

Very good Dogscoff, it's always nice to have some infighting amongst the royals. I admit i wasn't a fan of Othaglot and Cane but this is one of my favourites. Very nice style of writing and interesting as well. Keep up the good work