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[xtank5]

Use the satellite for a survey of the land from above.  Make a few communication/spy satellites for good measure. 
On any future missions to the jungle, we should have one of the comm-sats keep an eye on things and ensure communications with the troops.

In the meantime we should have our current satellite perform radio-spectroscopy on the surface of the planet to get a rough idea of what lies beneath.  We should probably give the satellite a name.  I propose it be named after one of our fallen soldiers. "Pos'Hum-1","PH-1" for short.

Our engineers should figure out how to make space-based lasers or ion cannons or some kind of weapon that makes pretty explosions/fire from high-orbit.  ("Pos'Hum's Revenge" as a possible name?)

In war, one should seek to take and hold the high ground. From there, the enemy's movements are clearly visible, and he will struggle just to reach you, let alone fight you. High orbit is the highest ground there is.

We should also work on creating flying autonomous drones to scout the rest of the world for usable resources.  However, we may not have the resources to create such drones so we should quickly put together a sensor-suite suitable for mapping geography and possible mineral deposits.  Then we should attach the sensor suite to our remaining drop-ship and have it do a fly-over of the less hostile areas of the planet.  The sensors should flag any sites with potential iron, copper, uranium, plutonium, lithium, silicon, or other deposits valuable to heavy or tech industries.

As for more domestic affairs, we should get to work building more permanent tenements and the infrastructure needed to support our population.  We need to have a sit down with this Lord Luki'Tune and tune him into the fact that the Ghants are now valuable members of our society and shall be treated as such.  Create more greenhouses and water purifiers.  Build a few rain collectors and create a reservoir to store excess water.

Bring up the mind control fungus with the president.  Try to get a research initiative going on finding a way to kill the fungus.

Spoiler: I support this. (click to show/hide)

Fire the Lord, he sounds like a Jack-ass.  Give the position to Plop as reward for helping the team in the Dropship.  If we can't fire him, then simply lock him away in a closet somewhere until we come up with something better to do with him.  Begin setting up housing units and any of the kits that are not currently set up.

Give that position to an Alien. Nobody will buy that.

Secretly assure Plop that we will not let the lord do away with the Ghant. Meet with the lord. Give him a taste of Ghant booze. Assure him that he will get the land and supplies he wants as soon as we begin trading with outsiders so long as his followers behave until then.  Use the satellite to start listening in on transmissions from nearby systems. See if any potential trading partners are out there. Do not make our presence known yet.

Wait until lightning storm subsides. Try to figure out the native language.


Attend meeting with the president and the lord. Play bad cop by informing the lord that any of his supporters who cause trouble will be drafted into your military and made to shut the fuck up. Frankly tell him that you owe the Ghants your life, and that they are not going anywhere.

[filiusenox]

((Sorry about that, but Random.org did it, and i'm not just saying that.))

You decided to talk with Lor'ica and you are about to discuss ways to deal with Luki'Tune when he bursts into your office. He is followed by Plop.
Luki'Tune sits down arrogantly and puts his boots up on the metal thingy you use for a desk.
The Ghant stands Tiredly after a bit of a salute.
"Hello Tye, remeber me?" Luki'Tune asked cheerily.
You resist the urge to punch him. The jerk ripped you off when you had that old smuggling ring set up, but he went by a differnt name then.
The Ghant stands by Lor'ica and looks a bit angry.
"Would you like some Liquer?" you reply calmy.
"Is it made by those furry little green bastards?"
"No, its made by the Ghants."
"Same thing, so no. I'm actually surprised you let one into your nice,shiny office.By the way are you ever going to give me and my people what they ask?"

What do you do?

[V-Norrec]

"No, now get the hell out of my office.  I will not suffer this kind of indignity, and keep your so called followers in line, or they'll soon find themselves in the military."

[Taricus]

Call in Lori'ca to dispose of this traitor, making sure that only war or tremor veterans are allowed into office

[xtank5]

"Get the hell out of my office you despicable racist!  You and your ilk can expect to soon find yourselves delivering fungicide to the Tremor Hivemind, BY HAND if you keep up with this disgusting behaviour concerning the Ghants!" 
Add spittle, red-face, and hand motions for extra effect.  Throw Luki'Tune out the door if necessary.

Re-dub Luki'Tune's position as "Lord" to "Lord of Ass-Hole-ery"

[Weirdsound]

"Get the hell out of my office you despicable racist!  You and your ilk can expect to soon find yourselves delivering fungicide to the Tremor Hivemind, BY HAND if you keep up with this disgusting behaviour concerning the Ghants!" 
Add spittle, red-face, and hand motions for extra effect.  Throw Luki'Tune out the door if necessary.

Re-dub Luki'Tune's position as "Lord" to "Lord of Ass-Hole-ery"

"No, now get the hell out of my office.  I will not suffer this kind of indignity, and keep your so called followers in line, or they'll soon find themselves in the military."

We shouldn't do this. We have no clue how much sway this guy has. I'd shrug him off and patronize him, but I wouldn't explode or insult his face. I'd leave that to our distinguished war hero friend.

"You can have all the land you want, Luki'Tune. But it will be without food or utilities until we can get some traders to this colony. You may not care for the Ghants or their products, but trust me; a drunk trader is an easy trader. It is in your best interest to keep the Ghants around. Just remember, our hero Lori'ca owes his life to plop here. I wouln't want to be on Lori'ca's bad side, I've heard what happens when he flips his lid..."

[Taricus]

No Negotiating with the race-traitor.

[Weirdsound]

We make him suffer after we contain his followers then. If a significant amount of our population is loyal to him, we cannot afford to piss him off. Lori'ca can kick his ass later, he has to be beloved by the people for his heroics at this point: Nobody will call for him to be removed if he is rude or violent towards the Ghant hater. Mr. President should keep his hands clean.

[Tarran]

Guys, the talking isn't necessary. Why? Because there's a much, much easier way to express our opinion: Walk up to Luki'Tune and punch him out cold.

[Taricus]

Guys, the talking isn't necessary. Why? Because there's a much, much easier way to express our opinion: Walk up to Luki'Tune and punch him out cold.

You forgot stripping him of office, other then that I wholeheatedly accept this plan.

[Weirdsound]

Guys, the talking isn't necessary. Why? Because there's a much, much easier way to express our opinion: Walk up to Luki'Tune and punch him out cold.

This. Have any recordings/transcripts of the incident purged. Call Lori'ca and claim he assaulted you. I'm sure the Ghant would lie for you at this point.

Save the game beforehand however...

[Taricus]

Guys, the talking isn't necessary. Why? Because there's a much, much easier way to express our opinion: Walk up to Luki'Tune and punch him out cold.

This. Have any recordings/transcripts of the incident purged. Call Lori'ca and claim he assaulted you. I'm sure the Ghant would lie for you at this point.

Politics at it's finest

[xtank5]

Guys, the talking isn't necessary. Why? Because there's a much, much easier way to express our opinion: Walk up to Luki'Tune and punch him out cold.

This. Have any recordings/transcripts of the incident purged. Call Lori'ca and claim he assaulted you. I'm sure the Ghant would lie for you at this point.

Save the game beforehand however...

Make sure he at least knows why you punched him first.

[Weirdsound]

Guys, the talking isn't necessary. Why? Because there's a much, much easier way to express our opinion: Walk up to Luki'Tune and punch him out cold.

This. Have any recordings/transcripts of the incident purged. Call Lori'ca and claim he assaulted you. I'm sure the Ghant would lie for you at this point.

Save the game beforehand however...

Make sure he at least knows why you punched him first.

Nah. Let him assume it was over the past. Punching out a popular leader because you love a minority group is a good way to get removed from power in a violent fashion. Punching out a popular leader because he ripped you off in the past is a good way to come across as a total badass.

[filiusenox]

((Lori’ca is standing right beside you.))

The lightning storm is still going ON!?!?

Spoiler: Shar'yar (click to show/hide)

"Ill give you your land and utilities... WHEN YOU PAY ME MY ****KING FIFTY THOUSAND!" You yell into his face as you lunge across the table.
About five minutes later Plop and Lori’ca are holding you back and Luki'Tune is on the ground amid the bent and broken metal of his chair.
He pulls himself up, wincing as he does.
"Your going to regret this Tye!" Luki'Tune screams and spits into your face before booking it out of your office with his tail-literally in this case- between his legs.
Lori’ca and Plop let you go and start laughing.
You sit down and relax.
"Plop, you know that your people aren't going to have anything happen to them right?" you say looking at him. He nods, salutes and leaves.
Later that day however, Luki'Tune begins a rumor that he was set upon by a group of Ghants and when he went to Lori’ca to ask for protection but Lori’ca just laughed.
He also starts another rumor denouncing your criminal past.
The satellite  scans the planet.((Findings below.))
It also listens in on the Reretia system next door. ((Findings below again...))
Your people mine out three units of ore and smelt it(+3 bars of iron)((3/11))
They also stumble upon another vein of Hematite.((4/11))
Your scientists discover a way to make it rain liquidized Cryofreeze gas down from the atmosphere, but you do not have any and scans indicate there is none on this planet.((5/11))
They invent advanced armoring systems requiring one bar of iron to make five suits.((6/11))
The Ghants protest by not harvesting the overflowing greenhouses.((7/11))
So your people have to do it but they are not very good at it. (+3 units of food.)(10/11))
Your people sleep and a few eat.(-4 food)((11/11))

Lor’ica’s popularity soars as stories of his exploits spread and people flock to sign up for the newly made militia, as in not the military but rather the thing that will protect home and capital.

Spoiler: Findings (click to show/hide)

You have seventeen large veins of hematite below your city and three veins of malachite in the hills to the south.
A large amount of silicon in a mountain.
A uranium deposit is located in one of the mountains, the electrical storm made it so the recorded did not record which mountain it was.
Transmissions:
Several uh...lewd...transmissions to the home world.
A transmission about requesting more iron to be sent.
A denial transmission.
One about a research ship being sent to [SP:1] .
And one about said research ship crashing into whatever the hell [Sp:1] is and losing of contact with research vessel.

What do you do?


What do you do?