richardjohns Posted June 26, 2016 Report Share Posted June 26, 2016 The Honored One was frustrated and began tugging at his bunny ears. Why have none of his scientists reactivated the gates or accessed the navigation charts in the Tkon databases. In a blink of an eye and they were gone. A virus sent out by the Tkon home world deleted everything Honored One his Grand Advisor told him while carrying around the Golden Carrot. It hurt his back to carry the token of power. Tkon technology powered everything down to the automatic Carrot Coffee Maker. He rolled his eyes. It has been four turns since our ability to reach for the stars again Grand Advisor. What have our scientists found so far. Why are all these coils attached to the Tkon technology, the Honored One asked impatiently. As the information fell data hackers were able to preserve packets of information. Good we shall have the Carrot Coffee Maker back again, almost smiling again. Not exactly, the Grand advisor hesitated. What do you mean? Our scientist believe that the packets will completely dissolve in less than six months at the rate we are using them, the advisor said while shifting the Golden Carrot to his other retractable claw. You know I have not had my coffee yet so explain our advances slowly and give me the carrot the Fleet Commander is coming with a report about our exploration. The Grand Advisor flourished his carrot tipped staff at the large screen. We can now build Domed Cities, Weather Control Stations, Fuel Distillation Complexes, Improved Construction Materials, Improved Steel, Improved Timber and 2nd Generation Civil Engineering. If those are from the packets what are our regular scientists working on, the Honored one asked peeling a carrot with his claws? They are working on all improved materials, Advanced Construction Materials, Advanced Steel, Advanced Timber, 2nd Generation Computer, Medical, Life, Planetary and Social horizon techs. How will those help us, asked the Fleet commander who stomped his furry clawed foot? We need to expand our knowledge of space, build weapons, and defenses to protect us from the death machines. I am sure we will all get this worked out, Commander. Were all making the best of it. The coffee shortage and all you know. The commander slapped his forehead… Until next time, Rabbits in space Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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