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[Draignean]

Vala'Cra'Denka Cruiser
[Time: 3 Progress: 4 Cost: 4]
While the Node frigate and the Val'Den are small enough that they could, theoretically, be birthed into an aquatic environment of the correct density. The Vala, however, can never be the subject of such musing. Her enormity would destroy her, her structure crushed under the weight of gravity and atmosphere, let alone the smothering force of wave and tide. Designing the seed which can produce such a titan, birthed in orbit, is no small task- but it is one that we have been working towards for a long time now.

The titan will be born, the first of a new breed among the stars.

Vala'Cra'Denka Cruiser: 0/18 [3] |  750O + 150M + 250E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested

Prototype
[Efficacy: 5]
Shapely and powerful, the Vala is a piece of art brought forth from the mind and rendered in flesh upon the canvas of the void. Perhaps, when there is no more need to fear the Enemy, when there is no need for her to be our sword and shield, her species can be given up to the void to roam as new and proud form of life. For the purpose she was made, however, she is an elegant solution.

Unlike most forms of life, designed to be born, recombine genetic material, and die to free up resource for the next generation, the Vala was never designed to die. This helps to explain why she's so incredibly bad at it. Her exterior bears no native armor, though our regenerative chitin can be easily grafted to her surface, and instead relies on a heavy internal skeleton beneath her thick skin to help absorb and deflect major injuries. Her bones are a partially metallic bio-composite, capable of withstanding enormous direct punishment while still remaining flexible enough to allow the Vala a range of motion beyond the pale of a starship made from hard and dead material. 

Beneath the bones, however, is a structure that defies nature's mandate of death. The redundancy among its organs, from filtration systems to blood pumping to the central nervous system itself, cannot be understated. Damage to, or the destruction of, a particular organ leads to immediately shutting down and going into a regenerative mode while the body engaged secondary or tertiary circulatory systems to bypass the organ until it's restored to at least partial functionality. The Vala, like any living creature, can be brought down be sheer attrition sapping her energy- but she's capable of regenerating from enormous damage. Without autonomic nervous control heavily distributed, it's possible for a Vala to 'die' -its brains unable to be accessed psychically- and come back.

In temperament, the Vala is a docile and gentle giant- with the mind of an individual easily accessible and surrendering to a Liiran psychic. While combat control takes a bit more effort, she's much easier to maintain a hold of than the Val'Den, and will typically continue fighting (if defensively) even in the event that its controller is lost.


Vala'Cra'Denka Cruiser: | 0T 1750O 400M 550E 0S | A living organism on the scale of a cruiser, the Vala'Cra'Denka is an enormous beast that can be controlled via telepathic link similar to the Val'Den. However, her link is easier to control in combat, and she'll not flee combat if the link is lost. Extraordinarily robust, the Vala's redundant organs and powerful regeneration allows the Vala to weather torturous punishment and keep going.
Specs:
12 Small Mounts
12 Medium Mounts
1 Large Mount
450 Capacity


Troop Gestation Bay
[Time: 2 Progress: 4 Cost: 5]
The necessity of ferrying our creations between the stars in an efficient form calls for the creation of organs capable of holding them in an embryonic state, depositing them alive onto a battlefield, and giving them a home such that they may have the best chance to grow and thrive on their new and strange horizon.

Troop Gestation Bay: 0/14 [3] |  175O + 85M + 120E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested

Prototype
[Efficacy: 6]
The gestation bay lends fertility to our ships, allowing them to carry many thousands of other life forms across the stars and give them purchase on new soil. Each bay is of considerable size, which a great number of sub-organs dedicated to keeping the fertilized eggs in a state of stasis- ready to be born at any moment, but still dormant and waiting for just the right chemical trigger. At a moment's notice, thousands of eggs can be pumped from the storage sacs and into the lander missiles, are then fired in salvos at a planetary body. Each lander missile is couple of carrying approximately a hundred eggs, and a healthy gestation bay can typically be expected to launch dozens of such projectiles.

On impact, these landers burrow the planetary surface- using electromagnetic senses to determine their overall depth. Once sufficiently buried, the missile immediately begins secreting fibrous dendrites into the surrounding soil, producing digestive acid, and reinforcing the resulting cavities to create living caverns. Once there's enough room for them to hatch, the eggs are rapidly hatched and driven to act as workers via instinctual programming.  While each individual lander is relatively small, a group of landers hitting in close proximity will naturally form a linked structure, growing together in a series of hardened underground chambers, creating a nest that's capable of directly interfacing with the eggs of other bio-synths and both providing direct nutrition and accelerating growth.

While the landers have no intelligence, the merged hive structures do exhibit natural defenses against invasion. Should anything not bearing markers of Liiran biocraft enter a hive, the same digestive juices used to process rock and stone will be activated to make the environment as inhospitable as possible, and more dendrites will sprout from wall, floor, and ceiling to tear and devour the intruders.

A ship equipped with a Troop Gestation bay and a Boarding Tentacle will gain the ability to fire these landers from Tentacles.

Troop Gestation Bay: | 0T 350O 100M 125E 0S | -65 Capacity | An enormous organ providing space for a single regiment or attachment to be loaded inside. The gestation bay also generates and maintains bio-craft landers, basically large space to surface missiles that burrow into a planetary surface on impact. After burrowing, the missiles will crack open and begin digesting and integrating their surrounding area, forming hardened caverns and birthing their occupants to serve as a workforce to farm the landers for food as the lander itself converts the soil into biomass. Multiple landers in the same region and create complex subterranean hive structures.


Psionic Spine Launcher
[Time: 5 Progress: 6 Cost: 4]
It has always been our way to be a tempered species. Do not take more than you can give. Do not hate what you can bring yourself to understand and love. Do not destroy except when it will save more from destruction. Yet this does not mean we cannot take. It does not mean we cannot hate. It does not mean we cannot destroy. The weapon that the engineers are creating is, quite literally, a splinter of our Old Hate given form and life.

Psionic Spine Launcher: 0/10 [4] |  45T + 200O + 75M + 50E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested

Prototype
[Efficacy: 5]
The Psionic Spine Launcher is, in many ways, a catharsis for our engineers. The launcher itself is nearly completely organic, with its contact rails generated by organic secretion much like the horn of a terrestrial animal- ground down by usage. The Psionic spines are fed into the weapon via a fast peristalsis from a specialized organ that both stores them in bulk and grows them passively. The energy requirement for the launcher is high, but the electro-chemical differential required to operate the railgun can be achieved reasonably quickly- though the chemical by products toxify the tissues. The result of this is that while we can fire rapidly for a short salvo, the organ will need time to rest- much akin to a burning muscle.

The spine itself, however, is what provides the catharsis. At its core, within the metallic sheath, beneath the marrow, is a mind that knows only the song of our hate and pain. A song that verges upon a scream- a scream to sunder steel and burn the cold dark with light. Tests of the projectile reveal a frightening efficacy, as well as traces of reactivity that we did not anticipate. The great speed of the projectile enables it to be used effectively outside of knife-fighting range, and it will occasionally use its telekinetic energy in flight to make slight course corrections in order to strike its targets.


Psionic Spine Launcher: | 30T 250O 100M 75E 0S | Native to Medium Mount | -14 Capacity | -12 Power | A biological railgun firing heavy metallic spines literally filled with hate. The railgun itself is capable of reasonable sustained fire or rapid short bursts, both at a high enough velocity to make it relevant at the shorter edge of standard engagement range. Each spine is essentially an armored carrier for a single use telekinetic brain, which uses its abilities to burrow within the target after impact and explode in a telekinetic shockwave. Will also occasionally use its energy to make course corrections, lending accuracy.


Revision Phase of Year -1

Resources
Dice: 1
T: 12500 + 2500
O: 37500 + 7500
M: 37500 + 7500
E: 25000 + 5000
S: 2500 + 500

Spoiler: Active Projects (click to show/hide)

Regenerating Chitinous Hull Plating: 6/7 [2]  175O + 75M | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing invested
Sublight Drive Organ: 8/9 [2]  150O + 150E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing invested
Thorium Glow Reactor: 8/12 [2] | 100T + 250O + 50M | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing invested
Sun eater Class biological fabricator: 6/15 [2] | 250O + 50M + 250E + 20S | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing invested
Node class Command Frigate: 6/8 [2] | 175O + 50M + 100E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing invested
Psychic Pulse Detection: 6/15 [3] | 20T 130O 20M 30E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Boarding Appendages: 6/8 [3] | 120O 0M 120E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Regiment of Harmony: 6/9 [3] | 75O 25M 25E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Advanced Synthetic Biology: 1/16 [1] | 25T + 150O + 50M + 50E +25S | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Bore Drive Organic Conversion: 2/4 [2] | 10T + 100O + 100M +10S | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Evil Eye: 2/7 [2] | 125O + 40M + 40E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Psionic Spine Launcher: 0/10 [4] |  45T + 200O + 75M + 50E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Troop Gestation Bay: 0/14 [3] |  175O + 85M + 120E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Vala'Cra'Denka Cruiser: 0/18 [3] |  750O + 150M + 250E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested

Liiran Technology List

[frostgiant]

Reposted My lore write up becasue draig mentioned that the deadline is coming up.

Spoiler: Looore! (click to show/hide)

The Suul’kan came from the sky, Steam and poison heralding their descent upon the surface of Vaal'Lara with the massive metal carapace beasts that ferried them appearing like mountains hovering above the planet's surface.

Eggs rained from the sky, released from the mountain-sized creatures upon the ocean homes of the Liir dispensing smaller metal creatures, Demons, and Pure heat. This catastrophe from the sky left the Liir in a state of pure panic. The song that all liir shares with each other was nothing but pain and screams of despair.
Their homes boiled as though the great underwater heat vents had rained themselves from the sky, all the while Demons slaughtered the Liir that had fled and captured those that hid from the cataclysm, Nothing on Vaal’lara escaped from the grasp of the Suul’kan.
Those of a more aggressive bent among the Liir attempted to crush the Demons with the Songofmovementandforce, a desperate attempt To save their clutchmates and children from the Slaughter even as the current ran with blood and poison.  These Liir failed, the bodies of the creatures resisting the their brief amount of time it took them or another of their number to kill the Liir in question.

The liir were contained in dead stagnant water, kept habitable only by the slight current that ran through it. The poison in the water burned the Liir, and weakened them so even as the thought of causing their new Captors, Now, Owners, harm came to them they were left too weak to break them with the Songofmovementandforce and too mentally exhausted from the sheer sense of dread, despair Pain pain pain that had flooded the song of the Liir to truly struggle using that song, as abhorrent as using it as a weapon may have been..

The Liir were separated from each other, prodded and tortured as their captures took the Liir apart, in order to understand their new slaves in all ways.

The destruction of Vaal’lara Submerged your species in nothing but pain and despair for what has been lost.
The treatment of the remaining Liir in the aftermath of their species being conquered by the Suul’kan taught them what Anger/Hate/Wrath was.

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The rule of the Suul’kan was a harsh one. To the Enemy, no life was actually Life, merely various states of biological automata that moved and lived according to their biological programming,  And only they counted as true LIFE. Whether the Suul’kan arrived at this Philosophy from some form of species-wide trauma, Religion or Philosophical pondering it mattered little to the millions owned and broken by Suul’kan population.

Any form of torture that they inflicted upon another being was no different from the act of breaking a rock to make a tool or bending a piece of metal for some momentary amusement.

As a telepathic Species it was harder for the suul’kan to break them to their rule then normal, solely because it was difficult to get across meaning and no sound thinking Suul’kan would allow a Liir instead their mind, less they find their mind break under the retribution of the Song of the Liir.

Eventual crude communication was established, after the deaths of half of the captured Liir. With communication possible, it was only a matter of time before the new species would break, and become tools of the Suul’kan, as some many species had before them. In the Enemies mind and that of their Sl’Ta’Mar (Roughly translating to those that cause pain in the name of breaking or simply Slave tamers), it was only a matter of time.

And seemingly it was so, Liir fulfilling their purpose for the suul’kan that they were trained for, All signs of their culture wiped away and the older generation died off after ensuring that there were replacements.

The Liir were Pets/Toys, Assistants, Interrogation tools and research assistants for the Suul’kan. Their telepathic and telekinetic abilities making them extremely suited for the tasks and well as their pleasing looks (Not that way).

Generations passed under Suul’kan rule, No Signs of rebellion present as they fulfilled their purpose and life to the T after proper training.

Under the Façade however, the Liir Lived on in will and culture, Even as the Song of the Liir was tinged with ever more Anger/Hate/Wrath from the generations born under their rule.
Culture was passed on from the old to the new through the song, The only freedom available to them even as their submission was Unquestionable in the physical realm.
The song was the savior of the Liir, For the Suul’kan knew no species that had the ability and years of research had been unable to decipher the means, or at least, with the Liir subtly sabotaging the efforts at every turn.

Generations of slavedom, of torture and unimaginable cruelty, Any other species would have broken, becoming nothing more but Biological Automatons as the Suul’kan wanted if not for the Song of the Liir. While the song was incapable of stretching between worlds, Enough Liir were used as assistants on various Suul’kun ships, that they could act as carriers of knowledge, also named the Ka’Del’ir. (Conveyers of distant song)

Finally, the time came to pass, the watchful eyes of the Suul’kan turned, preoccupied with the 20 species that came after the Liir with no attention spared for the broken cetaceans beyond the individual.

Thus their work began, Minutes stolen inside Top-secret research facility to work on the project, Notes never Created in a physical, written form. All information stored within the Song of the Liir, among a million minds.
Slowly, it took shape even as there rest of the Liir prepared in different ways for the exodus to come.

A weapon of true horror, to even contemplate releasing it almost put a stop to the preparation as it took place, the horror a managing to overcome the Anger/Hate/Wrath that had been given birth so long ago and that had been fed more and more by every generation. Even, in their Wrath, they could not release this weapon.
Instead, it was a different note that pushed the Song of the Liir forward with its plan. Thoughts of the future and other species falling under the Suul’kans Yoke ensured that they had to release it, or else tens, Possible Hundreds of other species would suffer the Fate of the Liir . The boiling, the torture, the mountain raining Eggs from the sky down upon them.  It had to be done.

The Liir had the chance to Stop the Suul’kan Now, Something that no other species could say, known and very possible unknown. It had to be done, for the future. Even if Trillions in the present died.

The Virus was completed, A work of generations. A work of the finest technology in the most top-secret research labs of the Suul’kan. Only the strand weaving of the Liir could create a Abomination like this.

After a long argument, another feature was added to the virus.  Some claimed that it was unnecessary and they should Share the fate of the others, while others claimed that some life deserved to survive this, and there was nothing they could do for the other slave species.

At the last minute a change in the virus insured that a full 10% of the Liir would be immune.
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The virus would infect its host, and incubate for almost a month, turning the host into a Factory for an invisible virus even as it incubated, present in every bit of their being, from the very air they breathed to their blood and the water they drank infecting anyone that was near the host.

Air born infection for the virus had a Range of kilometers, as the virus was carried by wind and refused to die. Water infected with the virus would remain infected for Centuries before the virus finally died from a lack of substance. A single host could infect a city by their lonesome in the month they spent incubating.

The spread of the virus through airborne vectors grew with the amount present in the air. A modern city, of millions of life forms, would have an airborne infection range of a whole planet.

Next, Applied through very careful and limited application of telepathic abilities that virus would trick its host, convincing them that they were perfectly healthy as well as those around them, leaving the combating of the virus to the healthy.

After 1 month of Incubation inside of a host body, the final stage was initiated.  Every cell in the host body Would go into overdrive at the same time, from the cells in the lungs to the cells in the brain, every single one would begin to pump out the virus at a speed that would normally be impossible, If it wasn’t for the virus boiling through the bodies reserves as fast as possible. A single host will fill the air with enough virus cells that it will almost become visible in the air, as a translucent film, or a trick of the light.


With the mental block in place, other hosts will quickly inhale this mist, triggering their incubation early. At the end of the final stage it is not uncommon for a City world to Have a slight rainbow colored film when observed from orbit, as every biological organism on the planet is transformed into more virus.

Some virus hosts do not undergo this process, instead of having a Strong, telepathy-induced desire to travel to an inhabited planet nearby, ensuring the spread of the virus.

When the atmosphere has been fully saturated by the virus, a chain reaction occurs.
The infected planet in question is quickly set aflame, at temperatures that even the virus cannot survive. The planet is a Ball of fire when observed from orbit.

A sun in miniature.

The fire reduces the planet to naught but rock with all life, including the virus, Burned away to ashes. A barren ball of ashen rock floating in space. Only orbital debris remains to signify the presence of the Suul’kan or any of their many slaves.

The virus was never named, for the Liir refused to do such, The virus Will never have a name to be referred by. It is only known to the Liir as The Horror or The Virus.



 After the virus was released, the 10% of Liir that were immune managed to swiftly escape between the time that the incubation had finished, but before the planet was reduced to naught but ashes. They took with them Ships and supplies to escape the fall that they had set in motion.

A portion of the escaping Liir fleet was tasked with ensuring that the Suul’kan truly died out, traveling to all recorded system and ensuring that the virus had done its task, any surviving orbital facilities, were quickly destroyed by the fleet who took on the name “Bela’no’Liir” (Meaning, watchers of the death the Liir have brought”

Much of the Suul'kan empire was made up of outposts and waystations, with only the core systems and the various slave planets making on the planet bound territory held by the Suul'kan. Their warfleets were unmatched, and as such they had felt that only small outposts were even necessary to hold their territory. While the costs in Lives Were mind-numbingly large, Into the Trillions and perhaps beyond the actual total of planets reduced to naught but ash by the virus was surprising low for a Galaxy-wide empire. measuring in at just over a hundred worlds.

The rest of the Liir returned to Vaal’Lara and resettled it, slowly transforming it to a state resembling the times before the Suul’Kan . even now the scars remain, however, with grand areas of land and ocean where life refuses to grow. The planet left with a blotchy brown, green and blue look from orbit.

The Ability to create the virus was lost, as the creators of the virus ensured they either died of it or Ended their own song soon after. All knowledge concerning it was removed from the Song of the Liir, so as not to taint it any longer. And the Facilities to create the virus were destroyed by the virus soon after it was released.

The Virus, So horrible the Liir refused to give it a name, was lost to the sand of time. And the Liir will ensure it, and any brethren of its, will remain that way for as long as the Song remains.




The virus was released 10,000 years ago, by Terran standard.
During those thousands of years, the Liir did their best to rebuild, both the ruined planet that they had returned to and their species.

During the Initial landing upon Vaal’lara it was argued whether the Liir Should discard technology and return to the way that they had lived before. However, before was hundreds of generation ago by this point, and the argument was created, of the possibility of a second Suul’Kan. At the very thought, The song was put into discord for three days, the very thought of another species deserving of the horror. The very thought almost caused more discord then had ever truly been present before in the Liir population.

The argument was made, to all of the Liir BioCollection, That the Suul’kan succeeded as long as they had because no species was capable of defeating them conventionally, with ships in the void of space and forces on the surface of planets.

The Liir Must not, The argument was made, Discard technology but prepare and ensure that if there is a second Suul’kan, that we can defeat them without the need of something like the horror ever.

As such the decision was made, The Liir Biocollective would not return to the ways of the old, and instead would forge forward on the quest for knowledge.

The Liir had lost must, both in their escape and in the subsequent rebuilding. While they swore not to revert back to the Liir of the past, They where almost at the same technology level by the Time they were settled on Vaal’lara. With only odd trinkets and rusty, breaking Ships the signs that remained of the technological prowess of the greatest strand weavers to walk the galaxy in a very long time.

With the bioprinters and the other scraps of technology they began to drag themselves up and out of the pit that their species had been in. 75,000 Liir Grew and flourished. The song was filled with new life, who had no known the pain of service to the Suul’kan, The song grew more light-hearted, Singing of happier times even as melancholy and depression and wrath grew ever more distant.

Eventually, after they had completed their task, wiping the galaxy clean of all signs of the virus and removing any chance of its survival, the Bela’no’Liir re-joined their brethren. 

The Bela’no’liir were changed by their task, as any being would be. They remained morose, their Song tainted by the death and blood that they had spilled and witnessed. It changed them and their song, The Bela’no’liir had know this as well and as such they did something unprecedented, something truly insane.

They cut off their song from the rest of the Liir’s.

With the fear of infecting the song of the rest of the Liirs with the death and blood that stained their song, they cut themselves off from the rest of the liir. And dedicated themselves to learning the art of war, reasoning that if the there song is already so tainted, then they shall take war upon themselves and ensure that the rest of the Liir will not be tainted as such.

The rest of the Liir disagree, and the Split choirs remain a heated talking point to this day. The Liir were unwilling to allow the Bela’no’liir to shoulder all war for them, for many reasons in truth, but the Bela’no’liir remains some of the most elite Liir in the art of war to ever walk the surface of vaal'lara to this day and serve alongside the rest of the Liir military.


Many Liir of the older generations had problems with robotics, reminding them too much of the drones, the torture machines of the Suul’kun. Some of which were still being pulled up from the ocean seafloor at rare times, rusted beyond belief and completely out of power, degraded by the very same poison that the Suul’kun had dumped into the ocean during their invasion.

The newer generations of the liir had grown to be much more excepting of robotics, but the Specialty of the Liir is and would always remain biological creations, and that showed.


The Liir of Vaal’lara are firm believers that they have two duties to the galaxy as a whole, to recompense for the untold death that was initiated by the virus, and the pain they and many others felt at the hand of the suul’kan.

The first is the firm belief that the only reason that their empire, no, the Liir as a whole was allowed to survive the virus was so as to ensure that any many of Suul’kan empire that formed in the future had an opponent that would, and could, stand in the way of their cruelty and ambition.
In the present generations, this belief usually manifest as a form of an intense watch of all their neighbor empires, watching for any sign of a second Suul’kan Empire. This has led to the Liir Biocollection being very … twitchy about any signs that an empire could be attempted to take territory from them, as they take it as a sign of the second coming of the Suul’kan, even if cooler heads decided that that was really not true later. (*Cough Cough* How we managed to get embroiled in a three-way war)

The second Core belief of the Liir is that it is their duty to ensure that nothing like The Virus is ever created again. They feel this is their only true repentance, ensure that a repeat of that horror is impossible. If there are any signs of Such a plague, The liir Feel like it is their duty to do that same to it as The Virus. Consigning all Signs and memory of it to the Sands of time. All knowledge of how to create it is to be purged, all Facilities and reduced to nothing more than dust. The virus is exterminated with the creators of the virus Consigned to the same fate.

In the history of the Liir after resetting Vaal’lara, there are two Liir driven mad, that decided to create a virus and a plague.

These traitors were reduced to nothing more than a pair of labels, with all other sign of the traitors cut from the song.
The names of the greatest villains and traitors in Liir history. Tu’Ada and Gor'Adama

He who betrays all Liir.

He who follows in the footsteps of grand betrayal of all Liir.



We are the greatest monsters in the universe, becoming so to stop a lesser monster form becoming greater.

We are the ones who remember true evil, both in our actions and from the enemy.
We are the ones who will prevent another of such tragedy’s.

[Doomblade187]

Nexus Command Node

The goal of this revision is to merge the command and drone control functions of the psychic Nexus organ, such that it can do both at once.

[frostgiant]

Nexus Choir
The nexus is the focal point of our military ability, allowing the liir to control their warbeast’s as though the liir Was the Biosynths. As such, such a critical flaw in our most important piece of technology cannot stand.

This project has been created with the sole purpose of allowing the nexus to both provide command and control and control the drones. This is done via increasing the amount of Lirr that can attach themselves to the nexus.
Through our increased experience with telepathy and the nexus, we are able to split the nexus into two parts inside of the mount. The first part, which is used by a single Liir MindSinger, provides command capacity for the fleet that accompanies the nexus.
The second part is used by 2 Liir Mindsingers. These MindSingers control the drones, splitting the duty between the two of them so as to keep mental contamination from pain limited when dealing with larger fleets.
The two parts combined to create the Telepathic nexus, and Is intended to say the same size as our current model even with its curretn partitioning.
With the portioning of duties between the multiple Liir MindSingers we hope to fix the Current issue of the nexus that makes it impossible for the Nexus to provide CnC and control our Drones.

Nexus command Node (0):
Nexus Choir (1): frostgiant

[Doomblade187]

Nexus command Node (0):
Nexus Choir (2): frostgiant, Doomblade

[Rockeater]

Nexus command Node (0):
Nexus Choir (3): frostgiant, Doomblade, Rockeater

[Jerick]

Nexus command Node (0):
Nexus Choir (4): frostgiant, Doomblade, Rockeater Jerick

[Draignean]

Nexus Choir
[Efficacy: 3]
By operating in tribunal, with a single fleet commander coordinating with two MindSinger shepherds who directly guide the drones, the greatest flaw of the nexus is overcome. While one might have hoped for an improvement in capacity due to the tribunal, the psionic tax of keeping three semi-equals in link while still maintaining a firm control over the base force is currently negating any benefit numbers might have given.

1.1 The nexus can now be used as a command center for both manned and drone craft simultaneously.


Design Phase of Year 0 | All contest entries are due, in the core thread, at the end of this year. See the OP of this thread for details.

Regenerating Chitinous Hull Plating has auto-completed.
Sublight Drive Organ has auto-completed.
Node class Command Frigate has auto-completed.
Boarding Appendages has auto-completed.
Regiment of Harmony has auto-completed.
Bore Drive Organic Conversion has auto-completed.

Resources
Dice: 1
T: 15000 + 2500
O: 45000 + 7500
M: 45000 + 7500
E: 30000 + 5000
S: 3000 + 500

Spoiler: Active Projects (click to show/hide)

Thorium Glow Reactor: 10/12 [2] | 100T + 250O + 50M | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing invested
Sun eater Class biological fabricator: 8/15 [2] | 250O + 50M + 250E + 20S | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing invested
Psychic Pulse Detection: 9/15 [3] | 20T 130O 20M 30E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Advanced Synthetic Biology: 2/16 [1] | 25T + 150O + 50M + 50E +25S | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Evil Eye: 4/7 [2] | 125O + 40M + 40E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Psionic Spine Launcher: 4/10 [4] |  45T + 200O + 75M + 50E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Troop Gestation Bay: 3/14 [3] |  175O + 85M + 120E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested
Vala'Cra'Denka Cruiser: 3/18 [3] |  750O + 150M + 250E | Rushed 0 Times | Nothing Invested

Liiran Technology List

[Jerick]

We require simple sensory input for our drones and ships. The void eyes are based on the eyes of water born species but adapted to the environment of space. The refraction of light entering the eye will be different in space so that and many other factors will need to be accounted for. The Void eyes themselves are very simple with minimal changes from the base and are very small. The eyes are placed in clusters with each eye acting as a pixel in a broader array of eyes. Clusters will be placed as far apart on the creature as possible to maximise their ability to triangulate the distance to objects in space

Hows this for a simple eye sensor design?

[frostgiant]

Plan hurried panic (1): Frostgiant

Plan: hurried panic
1 Die to progress pulse organ
1 Die to progress evil eye
1 Die to prpgress Psionic Spine Launcher
3 Dice to progress troop bay
1 Die to progress vala'cra'denka cruiser
 
Design: void eyes


had to leave the house for a little bit. here is an allocation plan. it should finish and/or put us in position to finish everything we need. Void eyes because we need a combat sensor, but more then that we need a combat sensor that will be finishable via turn 1 with a single dice (rushing or not)

[Jerick]

Plan hurried panic (2): Frostgiant, Jerick

Looks good to me.

[Doomblade187]

Plan hurried panic (3): Frostgiant, Jerick, Doomblade

[frostgiant]

We need lore by the end of turn 0 and its unsure what has won. Heres a vote so we can decide and actually participate in the event.

Loooooore Vote!!!

Frostgiants lore (1): Frostgiant,
Nakeems lore (0):
Jericks Lore (0):

[Doomblade187]

Plan hurried panic (3): Frostgiant, Jerick, Doomblade

Loooooore Vote!!!

Frostgiants lore (2): Frostgiant, Doomblade
Nakeems lore (0):
Jericks Lore (0):

[Rockeater]

Loooooore Vote!!!

Frostgiants lore (3): Frostgiant, Doomblade, Rockeater
Nakeems lore (0):
Jericks Lore (0):