Kzinti Empire claws its way to 5 million points!
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At the heart of the Kzinti Empire, the Patriarch sits in his spartan war-room, surrounded by his closest advisors. The only non-essential furnishings are various battle trophies collected from around the galaxy, some of them gruesome by the standards of most civilizations. A detailed hologram depicting the galaxy floats above the surface of the table. Hraak-Riit, the supreme commander of imperial forces gently manipulates the controls of the projector with the tips of his retractable claws as he speaks.
"Honorable Patriarch, as you can see we have made major successful offensives on multiple fronts." The focus of the hologram zooms in to highlight several different areas where recent fighting has occurred, and where the emblem of the Kzinti Empire now marks the map. "More heroes that bear the heart of a Kzin have joined us from the dying empires of this galaxy, and they have proven to be quite useful indeed. Some of them are even worthy of the title of Hero." At this, several of the other advisors flatten their fan-like ears in disapproval, but none contradict the general with words, for he is the highest-favored of the Patriarch. "With the strength of the Kzinti augmented by these few worthy aliens, the Empire has reached a new benchmark. Galactic statistics indicate that our power, relative to the other empires of this galaxy, has reached to over 5,000,000!"
The regal features of the Patriarch show some hint of pleasure at this statement, but then a slight smile spreads over his face. When a Kzin smiles it is not to express happiness, but a baring of fangs meant as a threat. "That is excellent news Hraak-Riit, but what of these ‘Space Orcas’, as they are called? Why have we not feasted upon the flesh of these fish yet? They are an old and wasted empire, and should be easy pickings."
The General adopts a more submissive posture as he speaks again, "My Patriarch, they are old, but also extremely numerous. Their empire spans many thousands of light-years. We will overcome them, though it may take some time. We will direct more of our forces to that front, so that they will fall sooner."
The Patriarch’s grin grows wider, revealing more razor-sharp teeth. Some of the advisors visibly cringe at this explicit threat. "Make it happen Hraak-Riit, and your glory will become second to only myself. Fail and the consequences will be unpleasant..." The patriarch’s fully extended claws scratch the duralloy table, leaving noticeable gouges in the metal, and everyone’s ears to flatten against their heads at the grating noise. "Go now, and prepare the battle plans for the assault on these fish. I expect we will all be feasting upon seafood soon…"
Congratulations and thanks to all those who have made the Kzinti Empire so successful! We have reached 5 million points and are steadily climbing higher.
Also, a salute to our newest Heroes (Senators), bread_and_butter, Major James Caesar, and Gond!
All those who possess the heart of a t'kzintar Hero are welcome to add their strength to the Kzinti Empire. Join us, or become our prey...
Sentient species taste better...
"Honorable Patriarch, as you can see we have made major successful offensives on multiple fronts." The focus of the hologram zooms in to highlight several different areas where recent fighting has occurred, and where the emblem of the Kzinti Empire now marks the map. "More heroes that bear the heart of a Kzin have joined us from the dying empires of this galaxy, and they have proven to be quite useful indeed. Some of them are even worthy of the title of Hero." At this, several of the other advisors flatten their fan-like ears in disapproval, but none contradict the general with words, for he is the highest-favored of the Patriarch. "With the strength of the Kzinti augmented by these few worthy aliens, the Empire has reached a new benchmark. Galactic statistics indicate that our power, relative to the other empires of this galaxy, has reached to over 5,000,000!"
The regal features of the Patriarch show some hint of pleasure at this statement, but then a slight smile spreads over his face. When a Kzin smiles it is not to express happiness, but a baring of fangs meant as a threat. "That is excellent news Hraak-Riit, but what of these ‘Space Orcas’, as they are called? Why have we not feasted upon the flesh of these fish yet? They are an old and wasted empire, and should be easy pickings."
The General adopts a more submissive posture as he speaks again, "My Patriarch, they are old, but also extremely numerous. Their empire spans many thousands of light-years. We will overcome them, though it may take some time. We will direct more of our forces to that front, so that they will fall sooner."
The Patriarch’s grin grows wider, revealing more razor-sharp teeth. Some of the advisors visibly cringe at this explicit threat. "Make it happen Hraak-Riit, and your glory will become second to only myself. Fail and the consequences will be unpleasant..." The patriarch’s fully extended claws scratch the duralloy table, leaving noticeable gouges in the metal, and everyone’s ears to flatten against their heads at the grating noise. "Go now, and prepare the battle plans for the assault on these fish. I expect we will all be feasting upon seafood soon…"
Congratulations and thanks to all those who have made the Kzinti Empire so successful! We have reached 5 million points and are steadily climbing higher.
Also, a salute to our newest Heroes (Senators), bread_and_butter, Major James Caesar, and Gond!
All those who possess the heart of a t'kzintar Hero are welcome to add their strength to the Kzinti Empire. Join us, or become our prey...
Sentient species taste better...
