Talk:The Great Mayhem War (fr)
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Je me propose de commencer l'historique en faisant la synthése des post de cador, Tjojo et Pelon sur les forces en présences :
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Post de Cador
Pour les forces en présences, on a de notre côté SBR et BOTS (même alliance, tag différent), joueurs SBR bien plus à craindre que la plupart des BOTS à mon avis, même si certains BOTS ont quand même un bon niveau, ça reste une alliance de recrutement. SBR qui fight depuis le début, pas ou peu de TA, quelque resign et les problèmes qu'on nous connaît. A ça se rajoutent LOCO et Mofo(même alliance, tag différent), qui ont beaucoup farmé, ont de bons TR et de jolies strongest, et SJ et AV (même alliance, tag différent), qui nous ont pas mal aidé jusqu'à se prendre des pop killing sur la tête. Et puis quelque solos venus de diverses alliances, Etrius pour les TGD et Zimbrisor pour TZAR (qui nous a fait un beau "mislaunch", flotte+transports sur une de nos main planets), on est toujours ouverts à la discussion si d'autres veulent donner un coup de main.
En face, y'a toujours NOD et BCBG, bien amochés, des resigns depuis peu et pas ou peu de TA, mais faut faire gaffe au fauve blessé, il peut toujours montrer les crocs. BLA est dans une situation un peu particulère, NAP avec LOCO et tappant sur SJ, donc du côté de NOD quand même, et CRS qui arrive graduellement, j'ai vu au moins 5 flottes pour l'instant, mais j'ai pas compté très précisément. On sait que NAIN reste neutre pour l'instant, SBR a un NAP avec eux avec comme clause que si un SBR (allez I3oo!) entre dans le CD (ouais c'est ça ouais, 40 points par jour ça se tente) le NAP prend fin, mais j'ai pas entendu parler de relations avec LOCO, à voir l'évolution du conflit donc...Et pour finir NOD et BCBG ont aussi du soutien d'anciens amis, pour l'instant en la personne de Bigred, from EE.
Pour l'instant c'est tout ce que je compte, c'est possible que j'en oublie, les partis en guerre eux même ne comprennent plus tout, donc bon.
Post de Tjojo
juste un petit erratum Cador...
On tape aussi sur les AV ... la preuve les dernieres news du front (une belle interception de notre amis "Bailin")
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14:04:13 - Jun 08 Congratulations! The mighty sheep was with you at Alpha Yed Prior 6. You gained 26466 experience points from technik2.
C'est que le bougre est pas content dutout de la séance de POP killing de cette nuit....
On connaissait l'existence de sa flotte et on l'attendait de pieds fermes..
@+ Tjojo.
Post de Pelon
ben CRS (qui s'emmerde depuis le début avec une guerre avare d'xp et ne fournissant que des planètes peu développées) est d'abord entré en guerre juste pour tapper LOCO...
... mais ils ont des strongest et pas nous (bess aurait pu en avoir une, mais il est allé là bas trop tôt et il a fait proutch)...
... et on a subit un backstab dans un speedfight, une autre alliance allié avec NOD nous annule le jump très tard, pour signer un NAP avec LOCO, détruit nos flottes en incoming et fournit des infos à LOCO...
Donc comme on peut pas toucher LOCO, mais que NOD s'en prend plein la gueule par ailleurs, on s'est dit on va chopper certains de leurs incoming qui sont à notre taille, et c'est les BOTS qui ont morflés (ça a du être un peu la surprise, ils pensaient ne plus trouver de résistance):
Quote: crs vs bots Battles: 8 Battles won: 7 (88%) CV Killed: 57654 CV Lost: 3 Attacks: 4 Attacks won: 4 (100%) Defends: 4 Defends won: 3 (75%)
Voila le point de vue CRS....
PS: on a tenté une vengeance sur BLA, mais ils nous on tout cassé
Vos avis et questions ? Destnor 14:40, 11 Jun 2006 (CEST)
LOCO Starlog part 1 (reported by jetfire)
From the ashes of the last epoch, a new sun at last started to beam upon the LOCO/MOFO sector. It was a glorious start to the new empire, the newly formed sister alliance MOFO grew rapidly under the tutelage of the veteran LOCO warriors. The fledgling seeds started to shoot, and there was little shade to blight their growth. It was a happy time and the warriors, weary from previous conflict praised their virgin surroundings and began cultivating the soils. They looked out from their systems and could see no spectre of evil. The bio scans were bountiful and free from dark shadows of a mechanised oppression.
From afar there was but a slight echo of grinding hulls on the long range scans, our ancient allies, the SBR, were talking of a vicious enemy, whose ferocity in battle was only matched by their will to conquer. The LOCO’s knew well of this enemy, some of the fighters’ wounds had only just knitted and many bore scars from the previous age. Although this nefarious race was beyond the range of their infant bio technology, they knew well the dangers that were brewing on the eastern empire.
The infant years passed without danger, stories and reports came in of the SBR struggle. The SBR we’re good people, still giddy from a previous eras sunny rays where they had flourished in the galaxy. Unfortunately they had reduced the ferocity of their own kin in anticipation of a similar age. They had become complacent and an early war took them abounds. The fierce fighter race they had encountered was out gunning their fleets, alas their races had not enough time to bear the fruits of their labor.
Complacency was infectious, and the enemy was high on victory. In their state of euphoria, they looked around them and eyed the bountiful LOCO empire and rushed in to seize a bustling multi-alliance trade port on the border of the two empires, Alpha gorgonea Tertia. Spy probes were dispatched and an irritated envoy was sent forth from the NOD alliance who arrived in the calm metropolis of LOCO civilisation to demand answers. Malavan approached our council:
“So i came to you in order to talk about the future .... As you know ... we are close to each other ... and we have received that : 21:48:44 - Apr 30 Attention !!! We have evidence of an incoming fleet around that time. 30 Destroyer going to attack Alpha Gorgonea Tertia [1111] 3! We suppose its the Fleet of Grandmoto. Can you explain that ??? We can have some good relations in the future ... i hope”
This initial gesture was cautiously welcomed, the wiser elders met in secrecy and asked their border patrols to probe once more to see if this gesture was backed by truth or by a large fleet of warcraft. The NOD envoy became irritated after being informed that LOCO had correct claim to the system as was the founding alliance of this trade port. After viewing the system records the envoy proclaimed:
“Ehehhhhh .... we didn't fall into your trap ... we know you very well ... old ennemies...So like in gold 3 ... our alliances are going to have a big and great war ..... I proclaim war ... against MOFO and LOCO .... Just to let you know ... i came here to gain precious time ..... but you attack us very soon .... but war against you was our priority ...... Enjoy this round guys ....... have fun and I hope both of our alliances will be fair play”.
The LOCO/MOFO council at once convened to discuss this declaration. Surely the NOD alliance were prepared for such a war to make such a bold declaration? Surely they had the backings of strong allies? Surely they would anticipate a large scale invasion? The LOCO’s agreed to lurch forth into production and to forge the trade routes needed to supply such a war. The alliance agreed on a perimeter border which must remain solid at all cost. The traders would be financed immediately to patrol this border whilst the adolescent infrastructure matured into the war machine that would be needed for this “big and great war” the diplomat spoke of. The populace of the empires worked hard and their economic output became bountiful. The fleets of the traders were laden with impressive warships and newly researched technologies sprang forth new and interesting ship designs. The cruiser and the battleship joined the fleets to make an impressive force for those warriors blessed with the skills of free trade. They set off out to make an early impression in the busting trade port of Alpha gorgonea Tertia. This was to become a bitter lesson in the strength of their opponent.
The great trader and linguist, LMFAO, dropped out of hyperspace to find the native race in this system had bowed to the pressure of this power struggle. Its people had fled, leaving an unknown barren expanse of planets. It was time to sieze control of a planet and prevent the aggressors from taking majority share of these recently abandoned worlds. Other members of the alliance rallied to the cause, those with free resources lay claim to the abandoned planets and LMFAO’s fleet escorted the worried LOCO citizens.
“This was once a busy port?” one man asked “what happened?”. “It became a hive of scum and villianry” the old space-dog replied “the other alliances would not trade here no more.” As he gazed up at the sky he pointed to some planets in the system…NOD was here.
“SYPLEX has seized control Tertia 5”, the report scrolled across Lmfao’s screen. Not good. A lowly alliance straggler, GAMER17, was on his way to this planet and would soon emerge from hyperspace to face certain doom. Lmfao buckled up his harness, this mercy mission could provoke a wave of retaliation? He could not bear the thought of his comrades ships emerging from hyperspace into oblivion. He immediately picked up the hypercom and secured a bounce through the nearest alliance planet to arrive under the nose of syplex. “Not a moment to lose” he thought as his destroyers pounded into the simplistic defence array, above him the tell-tale warp signature of his comrade lit up the bio-com scanner. Lmfao could only think that this was too easy, and vowed to keep close. This small battle was only a prelude of what was to come.
The sky cracked above, the tell tale warp signature of a fleet signalled the arrival of a second warrior come to protect this zone, SATRAT. Together these two warriors gazed upon the black stain where the sea-dog had earlier pointed. They would make their stand now. The old space-dog looked through his scope just as the fleets engaged hyperspace “wait, that’s no moon…that’s a starbase…how the…”. It as too late the fleets were away. Satrat was the first to drop out of hyperspace, a large object appeared on his scope. He blinked hard and gasped, “a SB class16”..Lmfao heard something on his hyperspace transcom and murmured to himself “you know I’m sure that sounded like he said clucking bell??”. By the time Lmfao had emerged from hyperspace into the smouldering ruins of the battle it was too late, his 1300 destroyers were soon to join the 800 smashed by the giant railguns spewing forth molten death from the huge newly built starbase. The two generals managed to break off and exit into hyperspace back to their planet. The space-dog hung his head as he saw the hyperspace flash above the planet, he knew it would be bad news.
Back on the Alliance home worlds the news spread fast, this enemy was more dangerous than first imagined. The strategy would have to be reconsidered, the enemy was impressive and well funded from the bountiful conquest of the SBR systems. The great one turned to the high priest PIRX and sought some words of wisdom. “only cult can save us now” pirx muttered. And so it was. Pirx had knowledge of a device that would multiply the seed of culture..a cybernet. Orders were given on the construction of these devices to every system, soon every citizen was basking in a heady glow generated by cybernets. While the enemy sent their fleets to war, the LOCO’s would grow and prosper. Pirx was tireless in his work, and every corner of the empire was brimming with hope once more. Reports came in once more that SBR was dying, the war was not going well. A race of blonde warriors BCBG, together with NOD was squeezing them in a pincer like movement. Could they hold out until the LOCO’s had built the dreadnaughts needed to utterly smash these invaders? The elders gathered, a new tale was to be told of a race blessed with enormous speed in battle from the corner of our empire, a freak radiation climate had produced a race capable of manipulating the massive equations needed for hyper warp. This race known only as “CODENAME SPITS” had volunteered to take point in an operation to break into the NOD systems and begin the defence of the SBR worlds. This time there could be no mistakes.
The sleeping giant of the alliance drew their plans whilst the free trade fighters pushed on to avenge the loss in Alpha gorgonea Tertia. By now the enemy was edging ever closer, into border systems controlled by SBR. By now the fearsome DOWNSOUTH had joined the fray, and had partnered up with Lmfao’s newly funded fleet. They decided they could look on no more and see SBR fall foul to the mechanised destruction befalling them. A trans-alliance news network had been established, LOCO could at last react immediately to SBR requests, it was time to put this to the test. “Incoming”, the news com crackled, Lmfao grabbed his navicomp and punched in the details. Alpha Albireo 10, “this is it” he thought, and his fleet disappeared into the hyperspace void. On the way Lmfao glanced over the incoming report, this fleet belonging to SUNREID amounted to some 6777 CV. Lmfao cackled widly as he emerged from hyperspace with nearly double these forces. The skies above Albireo 10 were ablaze with exploding hulls as the two fleets collided. Lmfao emerging victorious and in memory of his previously decimated fleet, he had chalked up the first big CV hit of the round on his cockpit…
