The military-industrial complex is this ridiculously corrupt practice wherein billions of dollars are spent on weapons and weapons development, all in the name of self-defense. And because the world is relatively peaceful, the only way to prevent these weapons from wasting away is to use them. In other countries. On other people. It needs to end, especially in the US.
Retholis eased himself into a chair. It was the exact same one that he sat on when he accepted Admiral Chase’s formal surrender. In front of him was the exact same table, and the room was also the exact same. The difference now however, was that he and his officers were seated on one half of the ci
“Life keeps on going, with or without sacrifice,” he replied. “Regardless, since I can’t seem to sway you, then I accept the terms as current.” A large hologram of the terms of their agreement appeared in the space at the very middle. Every single one of its clauses was easily seen and easily read.
And despite all of the technical data and manuals at his disposal, the Chief Engineer scratched at his head in utter frustration. The technology was simply way beyond him. He considered the fact that it activated without problems as a miracle in and of itself. “How the hell am I gonna keep this all
Savoth lounged happily among his fellow senators in their favorite secluded drug-fueled hermitage. He slid a fancy mouthpiece through thin lips and inhaled deeply. The tube it was connected to filled with a sparkling purplish smoke, which originated from a small tubular glass oven on the table. In
But he couldn’t let himself get dragged down by despair. If this was his last show, then he was going to do it with his back straight. He looked straight at Toreth in defiance and squared his shoulders. As though the two were about to get into a duel. “Senator Savoth,” said Toreth, “your presence
The documents faded away, and was instead replaced with a large holographic image of Colviss just in front of Savoth. Many gasped at the sight. “For those who do not know me, or of me, I am known as Colviss,” she said. “In my previous life, I was a Justicar in direct service of Emperor Nyzareth. B
Eva and Miko stretched out while floating around in the middle of empty space, and looked at Helios from a great distance. Even as far as they were, and through Helios’ rings, they could still feel the sun’s heat. Its warmth bathed them even as they floated in frigid space. Underneath them, hundre
“And then, roughly four months ago,” added Miko, “the secret facility we were in was attacked, and we ended up prisoners in an alien empire. It was fun.” “Also, we say six months, but that was prolly two years for you, yeah? Give or take a month or so, I don’t really know exactly. Anyway, we were t