Inter-Galactic News

Issue 52, October 1999

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Outer-Comm.

To: All
From: I am Dan Rhathers, IGN Network, at FET Tortuga in Capellan.

[a male human reporter standing in front of the FET Headquarter on Dogleg in Capellan]
Good day gentlebeings....we are reporting live today from the FET HQ in Tortuga. Hectic activity has broken out here since last weeks report of a military conflict between FET and an alien race. No FET officials could be reached for any comment so far but sources close to high ranking FET members and our reporters in different FET colonies report that FET military is on high alert. All shore leaves have been cancelled and most FET warships are seem to have left their bases. Units of the elite FET Special Task Force have boarded their transport ships and already left their bases or are said to be on standby.
The big question however remains where this mysteries battle between a FET fleet - obviously under direct command of Admiral Harcourt - and an alien race took place and which alien race this was. Our correspondents have tried to speak with officers and crewman of FET warships as those returned to their bases from home or shore leave. The information they were not surprisingly rather confusing than conclusive and ranged from "just a manoeuvre", over a new war against the HVE, to having encountered a new alien race in the mysterious Marilicum system. FET is said to have discovered this system a while ago but just recently gained access to it.
There are also rumours that against first reports, Admiral Harcourt was not killed during last weeks battle. His ship - FET flagship Sentinel - was said to be destroyed but rescue crews were able to locate several survivors of which one could be Adm. Harcourt. We were not able to verify this so far however and if Adm. Harcourt indeed survived, we have no idea about his condition or possible injuries.
So, far for now and from here. We will keep you updated about the situation.

Jetball Stadium

Dawn rises on the eternal beauty of Botolphs, with a small bite taken out as the moon of Aldbourne passes across the fresh sun. Mist and dew float in the air as a thin legged gopher bounds across towards the forest in long yet somehow comical strides.
However, as dawn approaches the synergically crafted city of Lunar Eclypse, there is a new shadow stretching in the cold amongst the tall, spiralling towers, and the squat elongated factories. For today is the opening day of the known universe's own common Jetball stadium.
After a few hours, once most of the days work has started, the streets resound ominously with the alarm klaxon, and suddenly the streets are full of wide-eyed bast, rushing out of their factories and grinning from ear to ear amongst themselves as they run to the long-awaited event of Brighton's sporting year - the opening of the stadium.
The starport is buzzing with small flitters and larger yachts, each full of bast and aliens alike, waiting to get out and see the stadium. Restaurants and shopping complexes deserted, one and all alike have come for a sole common purpose; to unite the sporting fans of the Peripheries in celebration as the first ever official universal sports stadium opens, and the game being played is like none ever seen before.
A few hours later - once the crowd have had time to settle in and accustom themselves to the initial buzzing and near uneasiness, and the food sellers have fattened their managers wallets - a hush descends upon the crowd. The gates are closed, and all the guards in their elegant deep crimson metallic armour take their places. There is a loud click...
"Greetings, my fellows. Many of you have come hundreds of units today to meet us all here; I hope you enjoy your stay at Lunar Eclypse. I hear that there are those of you who have travelled from Hazzard, some from Lucifer, and some from as far off as Void; a special warm note of welcome to those coming through our wormhole or the stargate in Twinkle.
"Today is a fine day for us; I have worked hard at bringing this place up from the height of decrepitly and poorness to the gleaming, booming city it is today. I could not have done this without the help of its loyal citizens; one and all, I thank you. Except of course those of you who are scheduled for deportation; although, I sure we will all have a good time at your expense later on in the day.
"I could continue my speech, but it would bore you, and I'm just as interested in this game as you are. So, without further delay, let the games commence! Glory to the Clans!"
A cheer ruptures across the stadium, shaking seats and deafening those not already having problems with their hearing. The emblem of the Clans glows bright blue on the pitch for a second, then rises off into the sky, giving a magnificent display against the early evening clouds.
Many large rectangular and translucent screens rise in front of the spectators, providing an instant view of where the action is. Then, all the noise is stopped, the lights go out, the roof is covered, and.. slowly but surely... two thin lines of persons in dark clothing stride out from opposite sides of the pitch, highlighted by the blue or silver spots beneath their feet.
And then, suddenly, the pitch is a blur of moving lights, the crowd is cheering, and to the untrained eye it appears as if all hell has broken loose; but when watched carefully, it is clear that the two teams - blue and silver - are simply competing in a game of air hockey, with the added element of a highly charged ball and very, very angry looking players.
Late, in a seedy bar...
Two men are discussing with fervour the game. One is dressed in the standard issue jump-suit, the other a Bast showing the beautiful Botolphian feather battlesuits off (none too popular with the Falconians). They laugh together; they are obviously of some stature within the society, perhaps Medics or Teachers, or even perhaps Guardsmen.
'Those balls must cost a fortune - how do they do it?', asks the human 'Well,' replies the bast, 'I'm not too sure - as you can imagine - but I'm fairly sure they've got some kind of Gravitron coating. The youngest team has to pay for it, and the winner keeps it as a prize, which I think adds a lot more flavour and motivation to the game.'
'Or, perhaps, violence? There are those out there who wouldn't like it at all. I doubt the old fashioned Imperials would approve, especially with what happened to that guy. What did he do to deserve that?' The bast chuckles to himself.
'Well, you see, it's all a matter of pride. Plus, it was in the spirit of the moment, after all. I would be surprised if it became a regular thing, I really would. At least he fought well.' 'Yes, but eating the bloke on the pitch in front of thousands of spectators - don't they care what people will think of them? Doesn't the government want to stop it? That's awfully bad propaganda, you know.
'Well. We enjoyed ourselves. At least we'd never make such fools of ourselves as you do after drinking a few alcohol. I really don't see why your bodies have been designed with such a hideous weakness. Any ideas? It looks damned stupid, I can tell you THAT for sure.'
The bast reclines with a smug look on his face; but not as smug as the man's.
'Just don't knock it until you've tried it. Like with everything else. We've been at it far longer than you guys.'
'I suppose so. What will be interesting though, and I really don't think you can disagree with me here, will be when we play your lot. I hope they weren't scared off..'
Anyone interested in a game should do a request contact on Lunar Eclypse, position 4805.

THE BROTHERHOOD

For a thousand generations, the Brotherhood has reigned supreme. Entire races have fallen before us, solar systems offered to appease us, slaves and lower life forms sacrificed to honor the glory of the Brotherhood. Despite the viperous bite of the Heretics, we still stand tall.
For our greater glory we follow our Master, the Great Master of all Mankind, the One True God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful, whose teachings we revere, and whose words we carve into scrolls of gold
You may ask, what does the Brotherhood offer you? If you ask, then step aside and let those worthy step forward to accept the True One into their heatrs and souls of the Brotherhood. For only those who know in their heart that they are destined to join with the One True God may pass the hallowed gates of Genizah.
For those who believe, those worthy souls, they will know what they receive. Power and wealth are there for the taking, but only pure devotion will open the portal to ascendancy. Devotion to your sect and above all the Brotherhood and the One True God will reap rewards that the Heretics of the Capellan vipes can only dream of.
Together with the minimum morale of 70 gained from the power of prayer and the backing of strength of the Tempest and the Templar, the Brotherhood will stand at the gates of oblivion and open the portal into a new era, the Era of the Brotherhood.
Regardless of your affiliation, we will accept you into the Brotherhood. All the faithful are equal in the eyes of the Lord our God. Atest of faith will be asked from you and in return, you will come to know the true meaning of Fear, as you become one of the most powerful tools in the known galaxy. A member of the Brotherhood.
Join the Brotherhood
Declare your true Faith NOW

To: all
From: Rolpha of the ship Delta

Hi everyone! I'm a newly graduated starcaptain and I'm ready for some action. I'm (hopefully) going to join the Imperials, but if your with groups opposed to the imperials and you come across me I will NOT fire (unless you are a threat or I have orders to). I want to branch out and make contacts from all races and groups. Although I will be loyal to the wishes of the emperor I'm willing to leave the fighting to the big boys and hopefully I won't be involved a lot.

Eclypse News Agency Broadcast

-"Hello and welcome to tonights edition of ENA Broadcast. Top news this week is the ending of the physical discussion between AFT Defender of Justice, Ivan the Gambler and IND Freedom City's governor Dodgy Dave. Apparently, DD has agreed to stop trading with the pirates but that is not the full story. We have Ivan on a direct link and he will clear things up."
<Screen change to view Ivan. He is wearing a traditional Russian army coat and is sitting in a crowded bar. Several soldiers are toasting with him. Ivan is holding a bottle in one hand and a glass in his other.>
-"Ivan, could you please tell us what happened yesterday?"
-"Yes, the CLN was spanked by DEN. Lost a colony or two think I."
<Ivan empties his glass and refills>
-"Then the price of Processed Thorlium increase by point two."
-"Yes, we know. But what happened on Manger?"
-"Manger? Manger... Oh yes, Manger! We have withdrawn. No battle."
<Ivan empties his glass again and refills>
-"What were the terms of surrender?"
-"I DID NOT SURRENDER! YOU ARE VERY STUPID!!!!"
-"no no ... wait ... I know. Of course not! But Freedom City did?"
-"Yes, they did. The war is over. Primary Objective reached. Secondary Objective failed."
-"Errm, could you please tell us the terms of surrender?"
-"Yes, they did. The war is over. Prima"
<the screen goes black for a second, then a delay>
-"Yes, Mr Munroe will not trade with the pirates any longer. And AFT will not attack him again very soon."
<The glass is empty again. Not very long though>
-"But you did not capture the colony, why?"
-"We did not need to. Primary Objective ... reached. I have reasons to believe Mr Munroe will keep his word."
-"Very funny, Ivan! You told us earlier that DD is the very definition of unreliability. What has changed you mind?"
-"I have not changed my mind. Do you think I am stupid? You say I am stupid! You must die, swine."
<Ivan pulls out a really, really big gun and points it directly into the screen. A voice is heard in the background>
-"Ivan, that is the camera man, not the reporter!"
<bang!!!!!!!!!!! The screen goes blank, then back to the reporter. She is shaking in fear>
-".. I ... we must break here. Tonights news is that Ivan ..."
<The reporter breaks into tears, and several people enters the view, trying to comfort her. One of them shakes his head>
-"He is a terrible man. So terrible."

To: All
From: FGZ Republic

During the early hours of week 42, the Flagritz Ataman and a small band of his elite guard boarded his private Cygnet and departed from the capitol. The Cygnet disappeared from all sensors a few minutes later and nothing else has been heard from him since. As the news began to filter out the Republic was in a state of shock and panic as GOG (our Ataman) was well loved by the people. In order to prevent chaos taking over, Miltiades a member of the secretive Resurrection order has taken control of the republic until the Ataman returns. Miltiades has made the following statement:-
"The Flagritz has lost its way! Years of death, destruction and hatred have brought the empire to the brink of annihilation. This must stop! I realise that we do not have the greatest record with other races but the time of change is upon us now. To begin with the FGZ reclaim the Twilight system as our home system. All friendly positions are allowed within our space. Colonies and outposts can be set-up in the system on approval from me. All friendly ships may land and interact with FGZ colonies. All ships regardless of affiliation from this day on which does not attack or help someone attack the FGZ in anyway are classed as friendly and may interact with us, even if in the past they have worked against us"
The FGZ officially ask to be allowed back in Inferno and granted toe right to set-up colonies and outposts at our discretion. Also we ask for the ban on FGZ movement in Imperial space be lifted to allow trade to take place. The FGZ will be getting in contact with all affected parties in a few days to discuss terms."

*** Press Release *** KFC Central *** Press Release *** KFC Central***

KFC(r), the Peripheries largest fried and rotisserie chicken restaurant chain, offers great-tasting complete meals and snacks in nearly 10,000 restaurants throughout the Peripheries. As of the fourth quarter 199, KFC operates on more than 76 planets -- from Capella to Darkfold.
In a statement by the Colonel earlier :
"In order to expand our business further we will need to find new and improved sources of chicken. We have a number of options open to us at the moment which I would like to share with you. Firstly we can try to genetically engineer our chickens to either breed faster or grow larger. Secondly we can look into other species that are chicken like. Unfortunately, although we believe we have found a large source it's still too early to say whether the meat will be tender enough for humanoid consumption.
Thirdly we are looking into other species that can be utilised as new lines in our kitchens. The most favourable one to date has to be Kentucky Fried Kitten. Again sourcing may be an issue although we have been talking to two affiliations who believe they can resource this for us."

To: All interested Parties
From: Captain Squawking Samuel of the FCN Space Raven

I am please to offer the services of my craft for transportation need I have a cargo capacity of 1800 MU's and will work for items or stellars. For details please contact me at the address below. David Lerwill, 7 Ashton Grove, Leeds, LS8 5BR or email raven@dwlgames.co.uk

To: All
From: Minister Jontar 'Jon' Toridan, CIA Colony Atlantis (3315), Nirvana (SS 14 33), SKORD (171)

If any traders have a stable supply of any commodity that they wish to sell please contact the governor of CIA Atlantis (3315) located in the Skord system. I am looking to establish a stable and regular trade route and can offer manufactured goods, stellars and some ores as payment. If you have something to sell then get in touch as I may well be buying.

Priority Markets

S.O.ColonySys.S.S.ItemBuyingSellingPrice
CLNCLN Constantinopolis (1265)25839Fissionables278110
Pulac Crystals200020
CLNKAS Black Pig (4912)351834Life Supports3000035
Structural Units2978340
CLNCLN Sabeltand (1412)972349Chemicals300040
Fibrillium300300
CLNCLN Gomorrah (3170)981555Fissionables120920
Pulac Crystals500030
CLNCLN Lunar Eclipse (4805)1382239Colonists44000
Structural Units278322
CNFCIA Serpent's Hold (4341)4251Chemicals9300100
Mines783000
CNFIND Weregild (2332)42349Hive Eggs100200
Mines103000
CNFCIA Shadowland (4748)42349Colonists150015
CNFCIA Langley (2301)171636Fissionables100005
Untooled Factories105000
CNFIND Thorn (140) 172258Ambrosia50050
CNFCIA Armoury (179)172456Waste200030
Luxury Foodstuffs60008
CNFBHD Osgiliath (1440)173047Fissionables950040
CNFBHD Opacus Custos (3012)182352Indigon100500
Mines564000
CNFCIA Entropy (488)242342Colonists200010
CNFAFT Return (4313)411850Heaven Herb1000015
DENDEN Skypoint (1824)383032Slug Juice200040
DENIND High Star (1971)1031841Condensed Metals400012
Metals/Non-Metals300002
FCNFCN Inversion Stronghold145954BCMs1200100
Farms1005000
FCNFCN Dark Sun City (586)1621148Condensed Metals200010
Luxury Foodstuffs193004
IMPIMP Jax (2990)1349Furs30004
IMPFET Tortuga (4734)1349Colonists100007
IMPGTT HQ (467)11440Colonists100001
Pulac Crystals98786
IMPEEM Hypso (4802)11939Ambrosia50050
Luxury Goods10005
IMPFET New Kyoto (4297)11939Luxury Goods100004
IMPFET Dragonnest (227)1472832Colonists1000020
IMPGTT Outcasts (1821)1501034Artworks100002
IMPAFT Eclypse (1124)1502232Photon Guns719180
IMPGTT Xanadu (4810)1581146Ambrosia800250
IMPIMP Sevastopol (4997)1592438Medical Supplies732450
IMPIMP Leeward (4871)1592438Clothing100004
IMPIMP Alexandria III (2790)160 433LBCM100500
IMPFET Port Royal (1571)160 740Luxury Foodstuffs400045
IMPCLN Outreach (1758)160740Pulac Crystals50040
IMPGTT Bannockburn (3411)160740Colonists300005
Luxury Foodstuffs300005
IMPDEN Aslan (1665)1632856Stargate Key 163230000
Teleporters425000
IMPFET Falconhaven (4806)1652259Colonists1000010
Luxury Goods20004
IMPGTT Liberty (3240)1652936Korondite62580
Xbureaucrat80500
IMPIND Amity (1831)1661745Metals/Non-Metals61805
IMPFET New Hope (951)1661745Strion7527160
IMPHeartbreak Ridge (2963)1721642Condensed Metals50035
Metals/Non-Metals10005
IMPAFT Amythest (282)173532Life Supports9020
IMPIMP Cezta (2625)173532Fissionables199620
IMPGTT New Christiania (4707)173532Maintenance-Bots210000
Veterans101000
IMPGTT Thermopylae (1152)1781742Colonists200002
Fissionables200040
IMPSMS Farcry (3392)1781742Ambrosia500100
Maintenance-Bots130000
KASCIA Sin City (209)146631Veterans70500
KASEEM Balmoral (4100)1462857Condensed Metals10006
Untooled Factories312000
KASCNF Sarajevo (3874)1462857Celesium10030
Crew10022
KASKAS Rubis (4063)1462951Processed Thorlium5930@3026282@45
Jacium8920350
KASGTT New Atlantis (2069)1462951Fissionables20235
Super Conductors100190
KASAFT Blackbird's Nest (4428)1462951Colonists100030
Food32003
KASFET Alliance Station (604)1462951Jac/Thor Alloy10050
KASDEN Minotaur (1322)1462951Stargate Key 1211030000
KASDOM Mycenae Sound (3114)1462951Jacium250325
KASSMS Yggdrasil (2732)171643Ambrosia600100
Biochemists5010000
KASKAS Azreals Peak (789)1711433Life Supports3000025
Structural Units2240250
KASCIA Atlantis (3315)1711433Colonists1995010
Condensed Metals500015



Space Academy XXV

This months new arrivals to BSE are as follows:

Ship NameShip NumberAddress
Kali4600Dominic Brown, 8 Halley's Court, Leatherbottle, Chichester, W Sussex, PO19 4DA.
Duddenhill4518Daniel Francies, 205B Chapter Road, London, NW2 5LJ.
Golden Dragon890Martin Ferriby, 20 Collin Avenue, Hull, N Humberside, HU9 4RS.
Fury II3557P Malone, 27 Victoria Road, Askern, Doncaster, DN6 0AY.
Black Dundee982Darius Hodges, 43 St. Leonards Road, Northampton, Northants, NN4 8DL.
HMS Fearless422Don Burwood, 8 Mill Road, Tarland Aboyne, Aberdeenshire, AB34 4YF.
Alpha 11623Jose Garcia, Jarvis Int Hotel, Tylers Way, Watford, Herts, WD2 8HQ.
Rampage2349Andrew Fraser, 10 Duntreath Drive, Glasgow, Lanarkshire, G15 6SB.
Soul Soliloquy3457Rory Westfold, 55 Beecholme Drive, Kennington, Ashford, Kent, TN24 9EX.
Yggdrasill4621Kevin O'hara, 7 Condor Grove, St Annes, Lancs, FY8 2HE.
The Spinning Jenny2510Johnie Walker, Flat 4 Buzzacott Manor, Buzzacott Lane, Combe Martin, N Devon, EX34 0NL.