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@ -69,10 +69,10 @@ fortification built into the cliffs face.
"...Glodians power also came from their ability to sycrentize with
other cultures, their own culture fascinated with the art and
socio-political theories set forth by the Flalo people before them,
also desired to seek out new arts, technologies, and advances to
society." Onyx busts of kings and great thinkers whirred past me in
space like I was supposed to recognize them. I set the tablet down
and walked back into the lobby.
who also desired to seek out new arts, technologies, and advances
to society." Onyx busts of kings and great thinkers whirred past me
in space like I was supposed to recognize them. I set the tablet
down and walked back into the lobby.
"You can take off that mask, already" Hex said, balancing her
athame on her finger. "The water in the sinks has a bit of sulphur

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A tiny Mr Swarm crept across the wall and was trying to reach Mr
Swarm's doorknob, stealthily making running leaps, scattering up
the door, and sliding down again. Hex and I tried to keep from
snickering, but finally he gained enough purchase to twist the knob
and swiftly slid into the room.
snickering, but finally he gained enough purchase to pull the
handle and swiftly slid into the room.
I'd been trying to convince Super Hex to let us use her tarot to
play poker without making any progress, something about "the
@ -39,7 +39,7 @@ of monsters and gods. Religions worshiped the first invasion as
the return of the ur-creator or vindication for years of recounting
dozens of prophecies, others dreamed of the new knowledge they would
acquire would appease their ancestors curiosity through their eyes.
But soon they were soon subjugated, they had never considered their
But they were soon subjugated, they had never considered their
gods would be so demanding, many said they were monsters - until
the resistance ships came, first with defenses, then with the cure,
a biological weapon of some sort. New gods had offered new

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@ -12,7 +12,8 @@ but the cost was great. The Nalmykians developed a genetic solution
to their troubles and merged their carbon-based DNA with a silicate
construct similar to a virus. This new lifeform speaking to us now
was left behind to launch the last cruisers forgotten in space.
With nothing to do but think.
Centuries alone with nothing to do but think, and wait for their
planet to fall into their sun.
"What do you want from us?" Hex intoned, absent-mindedly flipping a
tarot card between her fingers.
@ -36,3 +37,13 @@ while under their guidance.
"Trillions and trillions, we are all you see before you. These
forms were chosen in accordance to your ratios, but this is the
last of our species." they echoed without delay.
"And what species is that?" asked Mr. Swarm.
"The Protectorate of Nalmyke," came the chorus of nearly human
voices.
"We, ourselves, are lost in space; can you help us find our way
home?" I asked.
"The Protectorate cannot, but we can take you to those who can."

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I awoke to a buzzing, not an alarm, but a tone inside my head. The
Protectorate had completed several upgrades to the ship, and as we
studied their anatomy and composition they were studying ours. I
guess centuries of advancement hadn't sped their analytical powers
as much as I expected. Perhaps there's a hard wall as to how fast
the universe can experience itself. I hadn't had any major side
effects to the tests we've been running on one another, except for
this tinnitus.
Biological integrity, hormone generations and modifications,
pheromonic communication, a list of discoveries had soon filled our
datastores - which had also been adapted by the Protectorate - the
efficiency of all our technologies had increased to magical
proportions. Even Super Hex didn't comprehend exactly how these
changes worked, but none of our interfaces had changed so we kept
doing that we've always done.
Their DNA was 92% similar to ours, after accounting for the fact
that they had Silicon in the positions where Phosphorus usually
resides. Mr Swarms lab now contained several homunculus-like
chimeras, created with the help of the Protectorate and Commander
Cranium, each floating in their own little jars like horribly
deformed tadpoles. I have no idea how they were created, but I
wanted to smash them.
The Refeshlicator still worked as expected, producing my usual
tepid coffee infused with the taste of sugar and cream and an
elephant ear pastry. There was no natural dairy in either of them,
but they tasted as fresh and organic as the finest artisanal
bakeries back home.
It's been 2 years since I had last set foot on Earth, and now I had
started to lose hope of seeing it again; or what's left of it by
now. Last I heard The Revengerists had prevented the total
annihilation of Freedonia at the hands of Dr Evilus, but at great
cost to New Luxembourg. Not that the rest of the planet wasn't a
total catastrophe, but at least the Artic colonies had stopped
battling over their borders.
The Nalmykians had taken us deeper into formerly uncharted space,
by our calculations we were nearly 40 lightyears away from home;
and no closer to finding our way back. At least our ship had a new
opalescent paint job, even if the Protectorate didn't like to be
referred to as paint. The golden filigree was a nice touch, like a
more organic rococo; but I couldn't help but feel like hundreds of
horses were watching me through these peepholes throughout the
Revenant.

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0RSS Revenant - The Protectorate /RSS Revenant/1630.txt
0Excelsior - Systems Admin Report - Stardate Epsilon Delta 10 Epsilon /Excelsior/008.txt
0outpost M-48 - FTL Travel /outpost M-48/FTL travel.txt
0Relay station A-18 - Last Humans /Relay station A-18/Last Humans.txt

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<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage</link>
<description>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</description>
<item>
<title>RSS Revenant - The Protectorate</title>
<author>kirch@cosmic.voyage (kirch)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/RSS Revenant/1630.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/RSS Revenant/1630.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Fri, 09 Aug 2019 22:15:21 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
The walls began to stream with a black oil, the table expanded
leaving us as spokes divided by eight gelatinous shapes pulsating in
rhythm with each other.
"Hello. We are the Protectorate of Nalmyke, and weld-come you to our home,"
they collectively said in atonal harmony. "Thank you for returning
Satellite to us."
Niceties were exchanged and introductions made, before coming to
the business at hand. The invading force was successfully resisted,
but the cost was great. The Nalmykians developed a genetic solution
to their troubles and merged their carbon-based DNA with a silicate
construct similar to a virus. This new lifeform speaking to us now
was left behind to launch the last cruisers forgotten in space.
Centuries alone with nothing to do but think, and wait for their
planet to fall into their sun.
"What do you want from us?" Hex intoned, absent-mindedly flipping a
tarot card between her fingers.
"We seek refuge."
"We aren't really a passenger ship" said Mr Swarm.
"You have seen the space and resources one of ours requires. It is
infinitesimal in comparison to your Commander Cranium alone. Our
scout reports you have ample surpluses and we have ample resources
for us both to benefit from co-operation."
By the looks of things Hex and Cranium were on the same page,
leaving Swarm and I in the dark. I offered that they had already
repaired our hyperdrive, and none of us had noticed any losses
while under their guidance.
"How many of you are there?" the commander asked.
"Trillions and trillions, we are all you see before you. These
forms were chosen in accordance to your ratios, but this is the
last of our species." they echoed without delay.
"And what species is that?" asked Mr. Swarm.
"The Protectorate of Nalmyke," came the chorus of nearly human
voices.
"We, ourselves, are lost in space; can you help us find our way
home?" I asked.
"The Protectorate cannot, but we can take you to those who can."
</pre>]]></description>
</item>
<item>
<title>Excelsior - Systems Admin Report - Stardate Epsilon Delta 10 Epsilon</title>
<author>khuxkm@cosmic.voyage (khuxkm)</author>
@ -829,13 +887,13 @@ Tringo, AC-DP-9WA
<author>kirch@cosmic.voyage (kirch)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/RSS Revenant/1628.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/RSS Revenant/1628.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2019 03:11:08 GMT</pubDate>
<pubDate>Fri, 09 Aug 2019 22:07:27 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
A tiny Mr Swarm crept across the wall and was trying to reach Mr
Swarm's doorknob, stealthily making running leaps, scattering up
the door, and sliding down again. Hex and I tried to keep from
snickering, but finally he gained enough purchase to twist the knob
and swiftly slid into the room.
snickering, but finally he gained enough purchase to pull the
handle and swiftly slid into the room.
I'd been trying to convince Super Hex to let us use her tarot to
play poker without making any progress, something about "the
@ -872,7 +930,7 @@ of monsters and gods. Religions worshiped the first invasion as
the return of the ur-creator or vindication for years of recounting
dozens of prophecies, others dreamed of the new knowledge they would
acquire would appease their ancestors curiosity through their eyes.
But soon they were soon subjugated, they had never considered their
But they were soon subjugated, they had never considered their
gods would be so demanding, many said they were monsters - until
the resistance ships came, first with defenses, then with the cure,
a biological weapon of some sort. New gods had offered new
@ -1328,7 +1386,7 @@ anyone has ever said to me.
<author>kirch@cosmic.voyage (kirch)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/RSS Revenant/1627.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/RSS Revenant/1627.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Sun, 07 Apr 2019 02:33:23 GMT</pubDate>
<pubDate>Fri, 09 Aug 2019 22:04:03 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
We had been waiting for some time, 32 shifts from green to red had
passed by on the blur of light at my feet. Might have been half an
@ -1401,10 +1459,10 @@ fortification built into the cliffs face.
"...Glodians power also came from their ability to sycrentize with
other cultures, their own culture fascinated with the art and
socio-political theories set forth by the Flalo people before them,
also desired to seek out new arts, technologies, and advances to
society." Onyx busts of kings and great thinkers whirred past me in
space like I was supposed to recognize them. I set the tablet down
and walked back into the lobby.
who also desired to seek out new arts, technologies, and advances
to society." Onyx busts of kings and great thinkers whirred past me
in space like I was supposed to recognize them. I set the tablet
down and walked back into the lobby.
"You can take off that mask, already" Hex said, balancing her
athame on her finger. "The water in the sinks has a bit of sulphur