The Lacuna Expanse log [an experiment in RP]
Year 0: Our proverbial bags are packed, resources stored away and everything we think we should need to settle a new world is ready to go. Normal inter-galactic travel is, of course, impractical, but the existence of multiple worlds through a fold in space we have called the Moon rift looks like it will get us to region of space ripe with opportunity. Sadly, the telemetry we get from our probes seem to indicate it's a one-way trip - information travels through a narrow beam, but matter just floats right by it.
Our colony is named after the battle cry of an obscure comic book character. If we meet any enemies, we hope it will confuse them as much as it confuses us. But never mind that. We leave soon.
Month 1, new colony time: We are not alone. We've always suspected that life existed in other solar systems, other galaxies, but until now we hadn't encountered any. Now we have. We were in the process of setting up the colony, the farms, the mines, the power plants, when a message came in. One of welcome One of peace. But one that has made us cautious. There is a group out there called The Lacuna Expanse. Apparently this is their system. They say they welcome us, and have much to trade, and all they need is some substance referred to as Essentia.
We remain suspicious, but they offer gifts without question, and with few requirements. They are leading us down a path we would have gone down on our own. So we follow the tasks they ask for us, waiting, always waiting, for the other shoe to drop.
Basketball is a peaceful planet. We can only hope it stays that way.
Year 1, new colony time: We are thriving. The Essentia given to us by The Lacuna Expanse, our neighbors we have not seen, is as wonderous a substance as they claim. The crops grow faster, the mines become more efficient, bald people regrow hair and it even makes fungus burgers taste better. It's no wonder they are on the lookout for this.
They have sent us plans for some manner of planetary receiver that connects us to something called Network 19. Through it, they claim, we can find out what is going on all around us. An interesting proposition, that we will likely take them up on.
Supposedly there is a mole in their organization that is giving us these gifts of Essentia and the Network 19 plans. But we've seen this strategy of trust and suspicion before. We are using our intelligence counter-measures, sooner than we anticipated.
Year 2, new colony time: Network 19 is a blessing and a curse. We are truly not alone, and it was a shock to learn just how not alone we really are. Not only is it a populated universe, it is also a noisy one. Our probes show no inhabited planets nearby, but we continue to hear of the exploits of other races. Empires, as The Lacuna Expanse refers to them. It is difficult to say how correct they are in using that term, but hopefully we will be ready, should we ever meet. We are increasing our technology as much as we can, in the hopes of not only being able to stave off an unseen enemy, but to expand, so that we shall not fall, all in one place.
Year 3, new colony time: Success! Our second colony is well on its way. The planet we chose was rich in resources, but smaller than we would have hoped, but we are not minding that - it is enough that we are no longer limited to one planet. Also, it appears a wider variety of food grows on that planet; it will be good to have more food to choose from. There are only so many ways to prepare beetles.
We are also learning just how dependent we nearly became on The Lacuna Expanse. Without the "gifts" they offered, building this colony is a slower task. But we have learned lessons, and we are applying them.
We are also sending out probes, carefully and cautiously, looking for friends, neighbors and new planets to expand to. It is a big galaxy, but not so big that we cannot leave our mark.
Year 4, new colony time: The Moon Rift appears to be closing. This will likely be our last message.
While The Lacuna Expanse is an unknown quantity, that may or may not be an enemy, we have discovered a race that we are less in doubt about. The Saybeen Demesne, as they call themselves (although they spell it differently), appeared out of nowhere, declared themselves as enemies of everyone, and have apparently forcefully taken over worlds. It is our hope that we will escape their notice, even as we explore and expand to new worlds near us. But we are also preparing for war.
We hope that the silence from our old home is indicative of caution, and a desire to avoid homesickness, and not a sign of anything worse from our homeworld. We hope these messages have found you well. We hope these messages have found you.
Should another rift open elsewhere it may lead here as well. https://us1.lacunaexpanse.com/#referral=b41e006f-f987-3895-b1c9-7496b2c8880e is the code that might put you in touch with us, if you land in the same place.
Unorthodox Economic Revenge indeed. Hiss...
Our colony is named after the battle cry of an obscure comic book character. If we meet any enemies, we hope it will confuse them as much as it confuses us. But never mind that. We leave soon.
Month 1, new colony time: We are not alone. We've always suspected that life existed in other solar systems, other galaxies, but until now we hadn't encountered any. Now we have. We were in the process of setting up the colony, the farms, the mines, the power plants, when a message came in. One of welcome One of peace. But one that has made us cautious. There is a group out there called The Lacuna Expanse. Apparently this is their system. They say they welcome us, and have much to trade, and all they need is some substance referred to as Essentia.
We remain suspicious, but they offer gifts without question, and with few requirements. They are leading us down a path we would have gone down on our own. So we follow the tasks they ask for us, waiting, always waiting, for the other shoe to drop.
Basketball is a peaceful planet. We can only hope it stays that way.
Year 1, new colony time: We are thriving. The Essentia given to us by The Lacuna Expanse, our neighbors we have not seen, is as wonderous a substance as they claim. The crops grow faster, the mines become more efficient, bald people regrow hair and it even makes fungus burgers taste better. It's no wonder they are on the lookout for this.
They have sent us plans for some manner of planetary receiver that connects us to something called Network 19. Through it, they claim, we can find out what is going on all around us. An interesting proposition, that we will likely take them up on.
Supposedly there is a mole in their organization that is giving us these gifts of Essentia and the Network 19 plans. But we've seen this strategy of trust and suspicion before. We are using our intelligence counter-measures, sooner than we anticipated.
Year 2, new colony time: Network 19 is a blessing and a curse. We are truly not alone, and it was a shock to learn just how not alone we really are. Not only is it a populated universe, it is also a noisy one. Our probes show no inhabited planets nearby, but we continue to hear of the exploits of other races. Empires, as The Lacuna Expanse refers to them. It is difficult to say how correct they are in using that term, but hopefully we will be ready, should we ever meet. We are increasing our technology as much as we can, in the hopes of not only being able to stave off an unseen enemy, but to expand, so that we shall not fall, all in one place.
Year 3, new colony time: Success! Our second colony is well on its way. The planet we chose was rich in resources, but smaller than we would have hoped, but we are not minding that - it is enough that we are no longer limited to one planet. Also, it appears a wider variety of food grows on that planet; it will be good to have more food to choose from. There are only so many ways to prepare beetles.
We are also learning just how dependent we nearly became on The Lacuna Expanse. Without the "gifts" they offered, building this colony is a slower task. But we have learned lessons, and we are applying them.
We are also sending out probes, carefully and cautiously, looking for friends, neighbors and new planets to expand to. It is a big galaxy, but not so big that we cannot leave our mark.
Year 4, new colony time: The Moon Rift appears to be closing. This will likely be our last message.
While The Lacuna Expanse is an unknown quantity, that may or may not be an enemy, we have discovered a race that we are less in doubt about. The Saybeen Demesne, as they call themselves (although they spell it differently), appeared out of nowhere, declared themselves as enemies of everyone, and have apparently forcefully taken over worlds. It is our hope that we will escape their notice, even as we explore and expand to new worlds near us. But we are also preparing for war.
We hope that the silence from our old home is indicative of caution, and a desire to avoid homesickness, and not a sign of anything worse from our homeworld. We hope these messages have found you well. We hope these messages have found you.
Should another rift open elsewhere it may lead here as well. https://us1.lacunaexpanse.com/#referral=b41e006f-f987-3895-b1c9-7496b2c8880e is the code that might put you in touch with us, if you land in the same place.
Unorthodox Economic Revenge indeed. Hiss...