Neptunes Pride – The GD War – Part 3

Most of Ludo’s former territory now flies the Blue flag of Cockingdom. Still waiting on the fleets to get to Dante’s main territory, I try and draw the forces on his homeworld away for when the other 160 ships get there. For now the 100 ship fleet runs diversion, as scarily Dante has that much money he was able to jump up his juicy home worlds to 12 industry each (1 ship produced every hour on both of them).

Poseison:

The standoff continued and I wavered between sitting still and committing all my forces in a desperate attack on either of my foes. Ironcock was more dangerous, with better tech and massive production, while WasteManager had significantly more ships than me and was obviously gearing up for an attack, with around 700 ships poised at my border. Yet he still waited.

Dante:

It turns out that last post was far too optimistic, most of Ed’s war with Miker has been feigned, and he’s now turning the massive forces he’s stockpiled on me. I really start to resent the game in general and Ironcock in particular at this point, I’d been behind the curve the entire game, but kept myself alive with skill and guile, and the one time I even begin to close the gap with the other players I immediately get attacked by my former ally.

There’s literally nothing I can do about it too, throughout the game I’ve been messaging everyone I can, making alliances, manipulating events and downright making shit up, styling myself as a Machevellian schemer. It was my strongest feature during the entire game, it kept me alive again and again, yet now at the crucial moment when Ironcock attacks the other players all fail to log in, leaving me powerless.

More to the point, The People are starting to get restless, they’re starting to question how their beloved leader could let this happen. A few summary executions should calm them down.

Heironymous Dante
Despised Dictator
Dantonian Empire