posted on May, 13 2016 @ 03:03 PM
In space only my upstairs neighbors can hear me scream...
I'd been playing the same game for about a week, would come home get off work, play few hours, troll post on ATS for a few, pass
out.
Well maybe 15 hours into same game...
Human Syndicate;
Fanatic Militarist and also Materialistic.
So far I'm the biggest kid on the block, got some stupid Avian folks on my borders a few fungi and one reptilian and one mammalian. The honourbound
warriors respect my might... AS THEY SHOULD.
I'm winning the arms race, rail guns and some sort of weird lighting gun I got from researching organic alien ships I had defeated. blah blah
right?
Then I send out more science ships to survey, I'm in a spiral arm galaxy, so I jump the across the void into the next arm....
This is where life for Humanity begins to end.
It's a fallen empire, Stagnate Ascendancy, Millitary Isolationist... My borders have crept too close for them so they declare war upon me.... Well not
exactly. First they asked me to give up Alpha Centauri, Sirius and they now deemed Sol is theirs, and they would spare me If I were to vacate these
planets.
Upon accepting it would be a great humiliation to the Humans of the Human Syndicate.... We got 50 ships in our fleet, suck some eggs alien scum!
I know now, fist, can be a verb.