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[andrea]

did i really write all that? good. oh, i suggest you read the seranipedia before reading the text.
if you find any big spelling error, tell me please.

aslo, tell me your opinions, and what you think about the seranipedia (should i keep posting it on each turn, should make a post to update when i add something, should stop it...)

[Servant Corps]

Spoiler: "Questions" (click to show/hide)

1) What do the White Yen in omegaalpha's territory represent?
2) Do non-god entities also have avatars? I'm assuming they do for the basis of this roleplay post.

"How are the troops?" Engles asked.

"They are well-prepared," the colonel responded. "How many will we dispatch to start the revolution?"

Engles replied, "As many as we can spare. Enough to let our Xenopress overlords to learn the truth, and to pave the way for our comrades to strike."

"Alright, Engles. But remember, if the revolution happens, then there better be better living conditions. I don't want to toil to replace one ruling class with another."

"Neither would I. I'm tired of being a grunt in their army, tired of their power struggles and assisting in their exploitation." Engles stared intently. "Once the oppressors are gone, then our true potential will be revealed." He hands a document over the Colonel. "Do not betray the Revolution."

Spoiler: "Orders to The Colonel" (click to show/hide)

1. Draft as many 'alienated' workers as possible, those who have been awaken to the truth, and arm them with weapons. We need to boost our armed forces as much as possible. Engles is to assist in these recruitment, providing rousing speeches. Stealth is necessary though, as we do not want these workers to be found out by the Xenocon and arrested.
2. Start up "bread riots", so as to cause damage to the infrastructre of the Oppressing Class and to loot valuable resources that will be used for the benieft of the Universal Worker State. The main goal of these "riots" is to ensure the workers get experience into how to wage a revolution.
3. After much recruitment, a small portion of the workers are to flee from the Xenopress Capital to I7 and G5. Indepedent "Communes" are to be formed in I7 and G5, where the workers will rule and regulate themselves with the PPT providing defense to these new Communes, as well as merely providing advice on how best to rule.
(I have to edit Command 3 since I realize prehaps that you only allow "colonization" of one tile for every 'action'.)

EDITed In Light of new Rule Changes.

[andrea]

nice turn... i like it very much, mainly because it weaken the xenopross. may your rule be wiser than webaddict's one. but this might be a problem to handle for the GM...

[omagaalpha]

Long before Jfthrlm had crash into planet an Monolith came to frozen planet that had hardly any life but saw with little help that planet could support greater life. Monolith first begin building atmosphere up which many years until temperature of plant was acceptable tempeture. Though life on planet has not even get to point that was to fish level creature. So to help process along create plants in sea and the land so that there was food for life got to that point as did this creature evolve to be able take advange food on planet. Monolith produce two smaller Monoliths to monitor life help it evolve and guide them path peace and life. The Monolith left the planet to search for other planet to help. 
The two smaller Monoliths sat in status until Jfthrlm came near it which start them begin awaking process. By the time the Monoliths had fully awoke Jfthrlm ship was searing through  the sky in fabulously destructive re-entry. An Glowing artifacts that came from ship hit one smaller Monoliths and the Monoliths absorb the artifacts and combine with it. Monoliths took great internal damage from interaction that was never supposed to happen. The other Monolith was effected which cause it to multiple by extreme amount that was never seen before by Monolith. As the Monolith that had multiple realize what had  happen to other one and fear worse and also due memory loss it figure out other one was dead and buried deep within ground. Though after that was done there still some  effect from the merger made all Monoliths continue to loss their abilities that they once could use.

Afterward they start touch with each other.  They were  communicating by touching each other and went like this.
“Need more room, not enough space,” was that seem come from lot of them.
“We will separate into the North tile to create more space,” said some to other as they did that.


“Room in this land is at max, not enough space to grow,” was that seem come from lot of them.
“Memories of Mounties I think is to the west exist,” which seem to come from few of Monoliths as replied to the problem .
“Then let move some of us to there,” was replied from few others.
“We should send scout to area first,” came replied from some other Monoliths in collective.
“But if scout should be successive then send enough to there to colonize that area,” said few of Monoliths.
“If scout party fail then I say we have to do some work long distance communication,” said one of Monoliths.
“Rest reply that is good idea since we are willing die just so we  don’t  has kept touching each other too communicated.” said all of Monoliths.
“Well then how about we do it anyway?” ask few of Monoliths.
“Sounds good but we would not have population it is ethier or thing,” said lot of Monoliths.
“You are right then we should scout an another area like North West,” said an few of Monoliths.
“We agree,”said lot of Monoliths.

Spoiler: Action (click to show/hide)

1. scout F16
2a if 1 is succeed the we go colonize it.
2b if 1 is failer then take popluation to work gain pyshic (enough so that population G-18 in end will same since only enough to make room to repilicate themeself.)

3 scount F14

Spoiler:  comments (click to show/hide)

think White Yen  is PPT

Wow I wrote page worth of rp stuff at least according to word I hope it is enough.

Iituem did you get rid sunlight for point need for Energy Storage in food?

Servant Corps I don't think you are in Xenopress there all ready 2 enties claim in that area. Also your post make no sense to me Servant Corps.

Speak of which I hope my post make sense.

[Servant Corps]

Spoiler: "comments" (click to show/hide)

According to the map's legend, the Yellow Yen is PPT, and that there is a Yellow Yen over at Xenopress' territory, suggesting therefore that I am at the Xenopress' territory. The fact that there are three entities claiming control over Xenopress' territory just mean that webadict is going to just live through "interesting times".
My RP posts aren't exactly "great". They only there to provide background of Engles and the PPT. The Orders are where most of the thought goes in.

[andrea]

i think that the white thing near the monoliths are free worshippers... but monoliths have no points in religion.
i really don't know...

[Iituem]

Okay, bits and bobs whilst I'm about.

The Yens represent military units (the ASCII equivalent of a military standard).  Crosses represent religious units (I would have used ankhs, but they turn into crosses at that font size).  The little S shapes (see the Xenocon symbol) represent Social units.

The pink crosses in the Serani hex represent Serani religious units, the white number next to it represents the total units they have.  The white Yens in the Monolith hex represent Monolith military units, the white number next to it represents the total units in that hex.

The blue (not yellow!) Yen in the Xenopross hex represents the PPT's avatar, just as the red 'S' represents the Xenocon avatar and the light yellow cross in Serani territory represents Endren's avatar.

Non-deity entities get avatars too, yes!  They represent champions, generals or influential members of the organisation such as the PPT's character "Engels".


Finally, Andrea.  Excellent post!  I really liked the Seranipaedia and you'll be getting bonus points to your rolls this turn for it.  I'd like to add that colonisation counts as one action regardless of the number of hexes you try to settle, though you do get penalties after a certain number of attempts.

The only spelling error of note was 'Length', though if you capitalise the start of sentences it makes for generally better presentation.  =P


Servant Corps - I think I can make all of your intended actions work, though not necessarily the way you are expecting me to.  He he he.

[Gantolandon]

Somewhere under the surface of earth, a pack of animals wandered through the dark tunnel: white lizards with short tails and pale white, thick skin. A pair of two ears were an uncommon element for the reptiles, but it was needed. In this dark environment eyes would be useless. In fact, none of the herd had functioning eyes... only two shallow cavities could give some clues where they once were.

The pack treaded lightly to the tunnel they knew. They were the gatherers, but they wouldn't call themselves by this name. They did not know names yet. But their deep-seated instinct told them that the females and young ones need food. They must gather enough to feed them. If they won't bring enough, the weakest ones will be eaten by the rest.

This tunnel was a good place. The bats lived nearby and the pack always could catch some of those tiny animals. If it wasn't enough, there were some exits to the world above the mountains. The lizards instinctively feared it, as there were no ceiling there and sometimes something burned their skin a bit. But sometimes they risked and wandered next to the exit. It was better than being the food...

But this time there was no exit. The tunnel was blocked by large stones... and something else. It heard like stone, but smelled... differently. Unlike the food, but unlike the rock.

The pack leader hesitated. Normally nothing that couldn't be eaten wouldn't interest him much. But this not-stone drawn his attention.

He sniffed it again and burped loudly. The haulers, waiting for his signal, picked up the not-stone. It have somewhat overriden their natural instincts: they smelled it's not edible, but still were ready to bring it to the nest...

Spoiler: Actions (click to show/hide)

1. Settling F20 and F22.
2. Gatherers begin to wander those fields in search of new sources of food - and new dangers (Military: Perception)

[Aqizzar]

This got a bit longer than I planned.  Flash of inspiration and all that.  I merged Verinaath's background into the set-up, and I like it like this.  Shikogan, I'm going to be abusing these guys for my highway-robber demigod's amusement.


Eons passed, and eons came, unheeded by the ebbs and flows of the immaterium of thought.  Anger flowed through the stars, chasing in the wake of a dream of gain unfettered by perspective.  Into the conscious realm of one world they drifted, seeping through the psychic shackles binding a being into the world.

With a roar that shook the skies, the massive being awoke.  Verinaath returned to form.

”And I thought you'd never wake up.  So good to see you're still alive!  Did you have a nice slumber?”

“Cram it,” the huge serpent barked to nothing as he shook the sleep from his limbs.  “You take a meson blast to the face and see if your neurons keep firing.  What did I miss?”

”My reception is limited I'm afraid.  Your old pals the Glorbnoxs started a pan-galactic brawl over an ad-bot scheme.  They're catching quite a bit of guff for it.”

Verinaath let out a satisfied cackle.  “Serves them right for that margin deal.  Squid-faced bastards.  Not that it does me any good stuck on this dirtball,” he cursed, staring at the muddy world below.

”Speaking of which, I have found activity on the surface.  Some intelligent life has sprung up during your slumber.”

The serpent feigned interest as he scratched his armored crevasses.  “Anything worth waking up for?  Class 9's?  Extra-progressives?”

”All primitives, I'm afraid.”  The demigod started growling.  ”However, I've run some simulations, and identified a few candidates for, um, indirect uplift.  Probability in the second quintile for at least one species to reach Class 4 within a standard core-turn.”

A low chuckle echoed through the sky.  “It has been a while since I impersonated a deity.  Well, show me what you've got.”  Reclining in the air, Verinaath watched images form in the twilight.  A mass of representative spheres appeared, with a profile of a bald canid.  “Natural born liars, huh?  Sounds like my kind of scum.”  Another mass of colors formed on their calculations.  “Eh, immaterium is a bit crowded.  You didn't mention I had company.”

”I did not detect any independents.  Manifestations I believe.”

“Just what I needed, more ghosts.  What else is down there?”  An image of a thin hairy humanoid appeared, with more spheres riddled with colored clouds.  “What did I just say?  I'm not competing with any damn spirits.”  The last entry materialized, a four armed simian with smaller spheres.  “This is a joke, right?  A bunch of vomitous monkeys?  Nothing useful alive on this grungy rock?”

”That's all the mid-sapient organics anyway.  They do look kind of like you.”  Deftly dodging the demigod's swat, “Alright, alright.  Well, they are industrious enough.  You can probably scrap them up to your usual standards.  They'll be profitmongering with the best before too long, if you can show them how to... appreciate... more things than... fruit.”

The serpent let out a deep sigh.  “It's going to be a long millennium.  Well, let's get started.”  And with that, Verinaath spiraled out of the heavens, towards another unsuspecting client.  Thoughts whirled through his ancient merchant's mind of ways to entice seed picking apes...

Spoiler: Actions (click to show/hide)

I'll try to, uh...  Let's see, I need to turn monkeys into plunderers.  Think like a monkey...

Action 1 – Inspire the Jottar to seek out new and better foods.  Hopefully, that'll inspire some opportunism.

Action 2 – Encourage them to explore and expand, especially northwest.

Spoiler: Comments (click to show/hide)

Should my primary sphere be Economics?  I guess because I'm a god (technically) I add my bonuses to whatever the species prays for, or something like that.  Eh, I'm having fun with this.

On that note, don't let my fiction screw up the rules.  I assume gods can be both material and immaterial as they need to.  If not, I'd rather be material.

[Nilocy]

I decided I'll make myself a little diety.

Gordons existance was coming to an end. He'd been around for a very, very long time. Time was taking its toll on this lonely, sad and unfortunate creature. It was nearing an end to what had been happening for ever. He sat down in his comfy arm chair not noticing how tattered it was after millenia of use. He sat, watching the fire burning softly in front of his feet. Picking up a book, titled simply "Everything", lying on a table to his side he began writing.  This is the story of a man named Jeff.

We come to a small patch of clearing in a forest in a nondescript area somewhere. The trees rustle with the winds of the north, the grass is as green as ever. Birds flying merrifully together, small woodland creatures nuzzling about in the bountiful bushes. Suddenly, a large pop rings out from the middle of the clearing. Out of nowhere comes a figure with the most handsome features to bestow such lands. With two legs and two arms a head, and 20 functioning digits, he resembles what some call 'Human', others a travesty but thats another story for another time. Jeff was what this Man knew to call himself. Already he was aware of his existance, showing surprising dignity he hid his naked body from those that may have prying eyes.

Jeff has a purpose. For he is the avatar of Peace, Power and Prosperity*.

OOC: Hi all. Iituem is it ok if I make another god? I'm guessing the Peace goes into the Military sphere here? hee hee, a rhyme (time).

Spoiler:  Entity Points (click to show/hide)

Primary Sphere:  Military (The lack of more like )
Domains:  Peace.
Action:  2
Reaction:  2
Power:  1
Armour:  1
Perception:  0
Stealth:  0
Range:  0

Domains: Prosperity.
Action:  1
Reaction:  0
Power:  1
Armour:  0
Perception:  0
Stealth:  0
Range:  0

Spoiler:  Comments (click to show/hide)

Jeff appears in a forest to the north of the Jotterian

* I was going to go for just Prosperity, but Aqizzar beat me to it...

[Iituem]

Indeed you may, though I'll request you appear in Turn 2 so that Verinaath doesn't have to change any actions this turn to take into account your existence.  

Also, domains are a bit of a flavour thing.  Military and Economic might be good secondary spheres to represent Peace and Prosperity, however.  Simply change the second set of points you have to either Military or Economic depending on whether you want to pursue Power or Prosperity first.

Note:  If you're a deity that draws its power from worship, you need to have Religion as your primary sphere.


Aq:  Whether you use Religion or Economics as your primary sphere depends where you draw your power from.  Do you gain power from the belief and worship of the masses, or do you gain it from having a lot of money and economic influence at your disposal?  If it's the latter, tell me and I'll change your primary sphere to Economics rather than Religion.

[Aqizzar]

Aq:  Whether you use Religion or Economics as your primary sphere depends where you draw your power from.  Do you gain power from the belief and worship of the masses, or do you gain it from having a lot of money and economic influence at your disposal?  If it's the latter, tell me and I'll change your primary sphere to Economics rather than Religion.

That's a good question.  I guess as a semi-demigod, Verinaath doesn't actually need anything, he just likes being in control of prosperous entities.  "Religion" works just fine.

Jeff can land in turn 1, it's after Verinaath's conversation.  I'll deal with the new competition next turn.

[webadict]

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

All Xenopross have a first name being that of a fish, with their last name being their tail color and design.

Xenocon stands for Red-Dot, which is the color-design that coincides with their ancestry.

"Years" are measured in Changings, which is the total count of leaders + 1. (Zeroth Changing being during Xenocon's initial leadership.)

The status of Xenopross' is measured accordingly: Dot > Polka > Double Stripe > Stripe > None. However, Stripes have been moved to their own religious importance through recent events and no longer count in this model.

The word for weather or sky has become Madric.

Colors have little importance, but usually are red, blue, or black due to available dyes (Yes, their tails are dyed.) They are usually determined by parentage.

Since as long as anyone could remember, the Stone had always been within the leader's nest. It signaled leadership and change, and the Stone always left the leader with a luminescence about him. The leader would be more authoritative, more audacious, more conspicuous among them, and the vibrant colors of their tails showing their dominance. The passing of the Stone meant the changing of leaders. They always belonged to the Xenocon, he being the first to procure the Stone and become their first leader.

It was an uneventful day, however, of the Eighteenth Changing, when Salmon Blue-Stripe stole the Stone. A rather daring task, certain to bring death upon him for his disobedience if he failed, he knew what must be done. He ran through the grasses, both long and short, and onto the sandy beaches. He could hear the sounds of uproar behind him, chasing him to the beach.

He ran across the beach, to the outcrop of rocks that lay before the ocean. He brought the Stone to the highest of the rocks that jutted out over the ocean. He held the Stone up to the skies. That's what the Voice wanted. The Stone. It would be pleased. And as Salmon held the Stone, a rumble of thunder echoed across the beach. The village stood below, watching Salmon as he held out the Stone, aghast. And suddenly, out of nowhere, a bolt of lightning hit Salmon.

There had been not a cloud in the sky. And yet, he could feel nothing but pain. Nothing. It was excruciating. But, so were the images that flashed through his mind. He saw creatures, the likes he'd never seen before, faces made of clouds, an underwater island, chains, and... a battle. A battle far greater and more destructive than anything imaginative. The skies fought with the underworld while the creatures fought one another, and he, Salmon, stood above them all, pleased.

Yes... so was It...

Tuna Red-Dot, the leader, was at Salmon's side seconds after the lightning bolt. She quickly grabbed the Stone, now slightly charred and fragmented in places, and threw it to her mate. She opened her mouth, exposing her teeth, and quickly went for the throat.

But, she stopped. Or, more correctly, she was stopped, shocked both mentally and physically. Salmon's eyes opened, and the electricity that ran through him made his tail hairs stand straight out, and his eyes were cloudy now. He was blind.

And yet, he saw exactly what It showed him.

“Go forth,” said Salmon, in a voice far more ancient and powerful than his own, “along the ocean. Settle these areas. They will provide you with food to survive, plenty more than you are used to.”
“What is this?” exclaimed Tuna. “Are you overthrowi—”
“Make nets from the land plants,” he continued, ignoring her. “They will help you catch fish and the underwater plants. And lastly,” Salmon paused, and then, less forcefully, “build me a temple.”
Tuna glared, and then turned, taking in the crowd's awed expression. She spoke accordingly, "We'll send out settlement parties tonight," cautious to make it sound as though this was her original plan. "Those who care to figure out how to build nets will stay here." She turned back to Salmon and said, through clenched teeth, "You can have your temple if you plan to build it yourself."

And, at that, Salmon walked, the crowd parting as he moved through them, to the woods and began picking up sticks.

Spoiler: Actions (click to show/hide)

1) Settle G5, H8 and I7 with 1 pop unit each.
2) Make nets from plants to help catch fish.
3) A temple (to be called Lightning Temple) been commissioned to be built from various nest materials, for the Weather God, Madric. Or, rather, for Salmon Blue-Stripe.

Spoiler: Comments (click to show/hide)

Enough to let our Xenopress overlords to learn the truth, and to pave the way for our comrades to strike."

It's funny because you wrote Xenopress which is strikingly similar to oppress, instead of Xenopross which is not.

[Shikogan]

okay ill spend my extra 5 EP into toolmaking (T1,5)

Actions

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

the jottarians use toolmaking to invent a new useful tool: the hammer
they use this to expand their tree going empire into C23
As a result the communication that resulted from organizing the building clans work parties and communicating of where and how to build the huts, has improved their language skills considerably resulting in a unified language consisting of words and phrases.

RP

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

ShortArms a Jottarian who was only two seasons old noticed a change in how the decisions of the older Jotttar were made. Although young ShortArms could tell there was a higher being influencing them in their choices. Throughout his growth ShortArms could tell that they were becoming more and more decisive with each season. However this decisions made was at odds with the old teachings of Jottar. When he was in his 50th season ShortArms mentioned this at the collective meeting, at which all Jottarians interested in the affairs of all Jottar. The proceeding grunts and warbles of the Jottarian language coul be heard echoing thoughout the forests, eventually the more modern minded Jottarians decided to leave behind the old homes in favour of starting a colony for any like minded Jottar.

LongHair was one of the oldest builders in the Jottar race, all his previous teachers experience told him that Jottarians with longer arms could swing the rocks hardest into the tree trunks to provide a stable building base. His arms were no longer the longest in the building clan, a young Jottarian barely 20 seasons old came and usurped his claim as head builder. LongHair knew that to reclaim his rightful place as head builder of the builder clan, he must make his arms longer. Thus with such fervor he had not had since his changing he searched for a straight branch. Satisfied with his labors LongHair had reclaimed his place as head builder with his tool "The Hammer"

From afar he felt a presence smile, though he did not know why, and this sent a shiver up his spine.

Notes

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

A season (winter spring summer autumn) is counted as a year in the Jottarian calender  and their naming conventions describe physical or mental traits with each descriptive word A capital letter but still one word, eg SharpMind or FatHands. The Jottarians refer to adolescence and puberty as thier "changing". The Jottarian hierarchy is set up so there is a clan for each "sphere" construction, war, grower/hunter(food) etc...

[andrea]

so... since settle is only one action, i have other 2 to post?

i'll edit my older post then.