Turn 2: Electric Boogaloo
I am the Emperor. My word is law.
TURNTURNTURN
The Emperor's Mood:
Paranoid
The Emperor
Insanus Cancer paces back and forth across his private study, wearing a path into his silk rugs. The looming skyscrapers of books and shelves and hovering diamond chandeliers do little to soothe him. Even the wine - a priceless vintage imported from off-world - did little to calm his anxiety.
"They love me. They
must love me." He gestures widely with his goblet and a generous amount sloshes over the rim. It stains the carpet and a few books on the bottom shelf of one of the towering bookcases, but he barely notices. "I just need to hear them say it. That's all. If they say they love me then I'll be able to tell if they're lying. It's either that or a public execution. Either would work. Yes. Definitely."
His murmurs continue incessantly, and the train of twenty-four body guards, eight cup-bearers, sixteen masseuses, ninety-nine jugglers, and two courtesans follow along behind him in a respectful, dignified silence.
House Radiant wins the bid! They are now the proud owner of a brand-new 7[0]Machineworld. Planet Hydra is given to a minor noble House, and the Alloys and Karats go into the First Empire Bank for safe keeping.
New Planet Available!1[0]F : Size 1 Farmworld.Available for auction. Bids are a poem detailing how much you love the Emperor. But not too long, or he won't read it. And not too short, because then he might think you aren't trying. No haikus. Couplets are right out. Say what you love about the Emperor in
specific detail. Particularly bad poems or failure to provide a poem may result in
Excommunication. The "best" poem wins the bid.
A small, icey moon orbiting a ringed gas giant, this fief is barely suited towards farming. The waters beneath the icey surface are rich with nutrients and kept warm by internal volcanism caused by the nearby gas giant and it's own rapid spinning. Growing fish and aquatic plants here would be a great way to generate food on a massive scale, but a tremendous amount of terraforming will be required to reach it's full potential.
The Emperor has Decreed that today is "I Love The Emperor Day" and as celebration you must say one nice thing about the Emperor.
For rules clarification, ships may bombard the same turn they engage in combat. Declare which planet they are bombarding, and they will attempt to do so. If an enemy fleet is present, combat happens first. Surviving ships will bombard if the enemy fleet is destroyed.
Emperor Insanus Cancer, Ruler of Earth, the Sol System, and all of Mankind.
20[20]M* Earth 10 Armies
8[8]R Moon 5 Armies
10[10]R Mercury 5 Armies
8[8]F Venus 5 Armies
20[20]F Mars 5 Armies
2[2]F Ceres 5 Armies
5[5]R Europa 5 Armies
20[20]R Asteroid Belt 5 Armies
10[10]M Pluto 5 Armies
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20Food
25Alloy
12 Fleets
1st Fleet "Treason Purged through Hellfire"
2nd Fleet "Forgiveness Through Destruction"
3rd Fleet "Agony is a Traitors Reward"
4th Fleet "Crafting Tombworlds"
5th Fleet "Five Golden Rings"
6th Fleet "Annihilation Without Remorse"
7th Fleet "Investment in Deterrence"
8th Fleet "Reckless Effect"
9th Fleet "Overwhelming Odds"
10th Fleet "Regrettable Choices Repaid"
11th Fleet "Beg Forgiveness and Be Destroyed"
12th Fleet "Insanus Cancer"