Friday, 31 January 2020

Best not look forward....

 Guess what, i met a time traveler, he told me he had been to the future and seen what goes on an' that (i did, stop laughing at the back). I thought it was best to record his words here for later generations to see and heed his words (and i would do some gaming based on it to ensure it lives on in a visual type of way):

 'In the year 2087 mankind will finally settle on another planet, actually a belt of 4 planets not dissimilar to our own, the one on the far right smells a little of petrol and the middle one (left middle) wont ever produce a decent crop of chickpeas but otherwise pretty darn close. It will all begin with the discovery of said planets by a tired and slightly depressed astrology student forced to stay late completing an overdue paper in the observatory at the university of Swindon. Upon the news braking the human governments of the world will as one jump into action to grab themselves some prime space real estate before 'those other bastards' grab it for themselves. This will lead to the near collapse of the global economy as nations switch massive chunks of their budgets to do so. National debts are called in, lending is suspended, taxation goes through the roof so some rocks in deep space can get a flag stuck in them. With the global markets in free fall the 'exploration' projects will be thrown out to the highest bidder and be promptly grabbed by some major corporate bodies who are now the only organisations left on earth capable of funding such an undertaking. Thus many joint probes of just a few hundred thousand hastily designed and assembled fully laden inter-stellar war ships will set out on their missions to bring peace to this new unspoiled corner of space. After many a (pretty cool and quite cinematic) space battle the victors (or if you like the survivors) will settle on these new utopias, claiming them in the name of their parent company. While this is going on earth will have gone into proper full scale meltdown, the economy buggered, people fighting over puddles in the street, gangs of odd looking folk driving modified muscle cars in desert wastelands, the whole nine yards. The collapse of order on earth will prevent the carbon offsetting the population have been doing so well with up to this point leading to almost one hundred years of climate based armageddon and the slow death of all living things on the planet. This will cause a mass panic led migration of those still just about rich enough to afford it to the newly settled worlds. Now alone, the populations of the four 'new Earths' will stand alone in the cosmos, the final bastions of humanity. After about thirty years of sorting themselves out and organizing their new homes the ruling corporations of the New Earths will do what all corporate leaders tend to do and look to move into new markets, probably aggressively. As lines begin to be crossed there will come a visitation, a fleet of strange and alien craft will touch down on each of the planets to spread a message of peace. The envoys of the Greater Galactic Assembly of peaceful and progressive beings (made up of the whole rest of the living beings in the galaxy....except humanity) shall deliver the decree that reads thus:

'We have watched you from afar, gathered an expansive body of data and evidence of your good and peaceful civilizations and have come to give this message of love to you. IF YOU BLOODY WAR MONGERING PRIMATES EVER TRY TO LEAVE THESE PLANETS YOU SHALL ALL BE VAPORIZED YOU VIOLENT, STUPID BACKWARDS ARGUMENTATIVE PRIMITIVES!!!'. They will then draw attention to the fact that a 'laser wall' has been thrown up all around the borders of the New Earths that will turn any craft that attempts to travel through it into very thin chips. And so it will be, humanity shall war over their new homes to secure the important human needs of social networking, faster food and more elaborate and expensive ways to market coffee while the rest of the galaxy looks on, tutting.

  This message was delivered to me by the great voyager 'Cosmic' Stu, on a bench in Bute Park Weston Super Mare, lunchtime, Jan 30 2020.

 Question is does this say 6mm mass battle or 15mm Platoon level to you?....



.....'till next time....

2 comments:

  1. Just to play Devils' Advocaat (nasty yellow drink), why not do both..? 6mm for the big games and a bit of 10/15mm for some skirmish games? I guess one of the planets has been colonized by the East Cheam Company from Buccaneering Britain; those Warrior-Merchants would do unpleasant things to their own Grandmother if they could turn a profit...

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  2. I could (and ideally will) do both eventually it's the cost and time aspect that's holding me back at the mo. Having got the 'to paint' pile down to a single 12mm force and a 2mm army I'm trying to keep it the right side of manageable, which means one new scale at a time. Trouble is I like both!.

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