Quest Deep Periphery Quest (Battletech Sandbox Empire Builder)
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Joyousmadman
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[X] Build ‘em faster
I've been considering our need to go to a War Time production status anyway. This will help a lot.
[X] Build 'em faster!
[X] Build 'em faster!
We should also look at having a review to solve a future problem. How do we train enough crew and officers, to our present standard, for the higher tempo build rates we're going to have and need? Especially if we go gonzo on the building.
Jarow
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[X] Build ‘em faster
Expensive (and secretly going to increase procurement costs, not just shipyard upkeep and immediate price), but still incredibly useful. Last turn we had a lot of free budget leftover, spending it to preemptively increase ship build rate seems entirely reasonable to me.
Expensive (and secretly going to increase procurement costs, not just shipyard upkeep and immediate price), but still incredibly useful. Last turn we had a lot of free budget leftover, spending it to preemptively increase ship build rate seems entirely reasonable to me.
You can have it quick, cheap, or well built. Pick two.
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hellspawn023
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[X] Build 'em faster!
Turn 92 - The Icy Breath Of Cyclones Bent
Turn 92 - The Icy Breath Of Cyclones Bent
On New Rasalhague the utter disaster that is this year's Olympics continues with no relief in sight. The various wrestling, fencing, and archery events pass without Team Griffon managing to win a single medal of any kind, even in events where you had been competitive in the past. It’s never anything outre, it’s more that even when your athletes put on a good performance everybody else seems to kick it up a notch and put in far better ones.
You resolutely put the utter debacle that is the Olympics out of mind. The Navy has reassigned, temporarily at least, HMS Morristown and several of the surviving Dart-class cruisers as supplemental training vessels as they anticipate a python lump of new construction to complete this year, with the first fruits of the new production spending already starting builder trials. The naval academy is confident that they’ll be able to produce enough crews, especially with the additional training vessels and the use of their crews as training cadres, but have already requested additional Wolverine-class vessels to supplement the three currently in service.
Admiral Fisher has indicated that he intends to permanently assign HMS Morristown as a training vessel going forward, which causes some grumbling but as she’d been kept out of combat ever since you had your first ‘real’ warships you see it as more of a generalized ‘anything Fisher wants is something we’re going to complain about’ than anything serious.
The latest shenanigans out of the Department of Periphery Studies is becoming progressively more annoying. Despite every effort by the dedicated staff, the distinguished professors are managing to annoy a large number of people by randomly jumping them and trying to beat them with foam rubber ‘stakes’ and ‘swords’ because they are ‘vampires’ or ‘demons’.
The staff finally manages to distract them with an old favorite, wild conspiracy theories about the Inner Sphere actually being baseball obsessed furries. The flood of ‘baseball mech’ designs that are now flowing into General Bradley’s office is adequate vengeance, you think, for all the drama you are having to deal with from your aunt as she wails and whines about sore wrists from filling out dreaded paperwork.
You discreetly check and discover that they have gotten the first 20 years or so of back paperwork done, and the Quartermaster’s Corps promises that they aren’t adding additional paperwork just to make sure the lesson sticks. The quartermaster’s left hand was behind his back and you are absolutely certain he was crossing his fingers while speaking.
You are quite happy to get a heads up from the Eldest, so you had some warning of a rare dose of idiocy from the Imperial Senate. It appears a number of senators are rather upset that they don’t have proper aristocratic titles in the Empire, that ‘Senator’ is not a sufficient nod to their towering nobility. Evidently some of the worst aspects of the Bourbons are sadly rubbing off on some of the senators. Pity that you have no interest in indulging them. While there are hereditary titles, they are honorary ones with no actual power or authority outside of ceremonial affairs. By tradition every peripheral world has an official planetary duke, said title bestowed by the local system government on the tenth anniversary of the settlement of the system by whatever method said system’s government chooses, at which point it becomes hereditary. However, the title and a buck fifty will buy you a cup of coffee, the only time it matters at all is for official ceremonial events.
But the Senators want real titles, with real power and real authority. You tell them to bugger off, which they don’t appreciate all that much.
Meanwhile, the chronically obstreperous Chamber of Delegates is actually being helpful for a change. They have proposed the Planetary Terraforming Access Act of 3022, which has passed the Chamber and narrowly made it through a rather butthurt Senate to your desk.
The Act would fund a new DoME team specializing in terraforming existing colonies to improve their habitability and viability. The team would be required to undertake only such projects, but part of the budgets for said projects will be paid for by an excise tax included in the legislation billed to the system receiving the work on the grounds that the local beneficiaries should have some skin in the game, so to speak.
There have been no attacks by the Black Steel over the last several months. Reports from the NRI and NRR indicate that they too are not seeing any activity.
Several reporters and Intelligence agents were invited along by the Bourbons to witness their ‘Grande Bataille’ against their ‘despicable foes’. The reports you get back indicate that these Rouges Noir appear to have taken standardization to an extreme and favor relatively small ships. The grand battle promised by the Bourbons is more of a stalemate, as the superior Bourbon ships are unable to overcome the sheer numbers of the Rouges Noir, while the enemy displays what one analyst calls ‘the worst marksmanship ever seen in a space combat’, as evidently they don’t bother with things like ‘aiming’, but rather their entire fleet just fires volleys down selected vectors.
On New Rasalhague the utter disaster that is this year's Olympics continues with no relief in sight. The various wrestling, fencing, and archery events pass without Team Griffon managing to win a single medal of any kind, even in events where you had been competitive in the past. It’s never anything outre, it’s more that even when your athletes put on a good performance everybody else seems to kick it up a notch and put in far better ones.
You resolutely put the utter debacle that is the Olympics out of mind. The Navy has reassigned, temporarily at least, HMS Morristown and several of the surviving Dart-class cruisers as supplemental training vessels as they anticipate a python lump of new construction to complete this year, with the first fruits of the new production spending already starting builder trials. The naval academy is confident that they’ll be able to produce enough crews, especially with the additional training vessels and the use of their crews as training cadres, but have already requested additional Wolverine-class vessels to supplement the three currently in service.
Admiral Fisher has indicated that he intends to permanently assign HMS Morristown as a training vessel going forward, which causes some grumbling but as she’d been kept out of combat ever since you had your first ‘real’ warships you see it as more of a generalized ‘anything Fisher wants is something we’re going to complain about’ than anything serious.
The latest shenanigans out of the Department of Periphery Studies is becoming progressively more annoying. Despite every effort by the dedicated staff, the distinguished professors are managing to annoy a large number of people by randomly jumping them and trying to beat them with foam rubber ‘stakes’ and ‘swords’ because they are ‘vampires’ or ‘demons’.
The staff finally manages to distract them with an old favorite, wild conspiracy theories about the Inner Sphere actually being baseball obsessed furries. The flood of ‘baseball mech’ designs that are now flowing into General Bradley’s office is adequate vengeance, you think, for all the drama you are having to deal with from your aunt as she wails and whines about sore wrists from filling out dreaded paperwork.
You discreetly check and discover that they have gotten the first 20 years or so of back paperwork done, and the Quartermaster’s Corps promises that they aren’t adding additional paperwork just to make sure the lesson sticks. The quartermaster’s left hand was behind his back and you are absolutely certain he was crossing his fingers while speaking.
You are quite happy to get a heads up from the Eldest, so you had some warning of a rare dose of idiocy from the Imperial Senate. It appears a number of senators are rather upset that they don’t have proper aristocratic titles in the Empire, that ‘Senator’ is not a sufficient nod to their towering nobility. Evidently some of the worst aspects of the Bourbons are sadly rubbing off on some of the senators. Pity that you have no interest in indulging them. While there are hereditary titles, they are honorary ones with no actual power or authority outside of ceremonial affairs. By tradition every peripheral world has an official planetary duke, said title bestowed by the local system government on the tenth anniversary of the settlement of the system by whatever method said system’s government chooses, at which point it becomes hereditary. However, the title and a buck fifty will buy you a cup of coffee, the only time it matters at all is for official ceremonial events.
But the Senators want real titles, with real power and real authority. You tell them to bugger off, which they don’t appreciate all that much.
Meanwhile, the chronically obstreperous Chamber of Delegates is actually being helpful for a change. They have proposed the Planetary Terraforming Access Act of 3022, which has passed the Chamber and narrowly made it through a rather butthurt Senate to your desk.
The Act would fund a new DoME team specializing in terraforming existing colonies to improve their habitability and viability. The team would be required to undertake only such projects, but part of the budgets for said projects will be paid for by an excise tax included in the legislation billed to the system receiving the work on the grounds that the local beneficiaries should have some skin in the game, so to speak.
| [] | Action | Arguments | Result |
| [] | Support the Planetary Terraforming Access Act of 3022 | We already have a large number of systems where the Health rating is significantly below the Economy rating, resulting in stunted growth and less than desirable living conditions on these planets. DoME does superb work, but oftentimes is fully tasked on desirable projects not related to improving the viability of existing worlds in our Empire, this would change that by having at least one team permanently employed in this vital work. |
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| [] | Oppose the Planetary Terraforming Access Act of 3022 | While the specific projects in question would be partially funded by the systems in question, and the initial acquisition of the new DoME team would be funded by the Senate, the upkeep for the new team is not accounted for, and thus would be a drag on the Imperial treasury. While it would be nice to help improve colonies, we shouldn’t be obligated to do so with limited DoME resources. |
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There have been no attacks by the Black Steel over the last several months. Reports from the NRI and NRR indicate that they too are not seeing any activity.
Several reporters and Intelligence agents were invited along by the Bourbons to witness their ‘Grande Bataille’ against their ‘despicable foes’. The reports you get back indicate that these Rouges Noir appear to have taken standardization to an extreme and favor relatively small ships. The grand battle promised by the Bourbons is more of a stalemate, as the superior Bourbon ships are unable to overcome the sheer numbers of the Rouges Noir, while the enemy displays what one analyst calls ‘the worst marksmanship ever seen in a space combat’, as evidently they don’t bother with things like ‘aiming’, but rather their entire fleet just fires volleys down selected vectors.
That's...a special case of stupid right there. British/European musket line formations....IN SPACE!
Thors_Alumni
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[X] Support the Planetary Terraforming Access Act of 3022
Thors_Alumni
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Urge to conquer said despicable foes intensifies.
AlphaOmega
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[X] Support the Planetary Terraforming Access Act of 3022
darkcloudt2
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[X] Support the Planetary Terraforming Access Act of 3022
I almost want to vote we take them both out for just being themselves but we have bigger fish to fry.
I almost want to vote we take them both out for just being themselves but we have bigger fish to fry.
[X] Support the Planetary Terraforming Access Act of 3022
We need more exploration to get around the Bourbs and figure out where the other party really is...and maybe even find out about them directly...instead of filtered by their enemy.
And prepare to repulse a massive invasion by the BS as well.
So ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ that's most important.
We need more exploration to get around the Bourbs and figure out where the other party really is...and maybe even find out about them directly...instead of filtered by their enemy.
And prepare to repulse a massive invasion by the BS as well.
So ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ that's most important.