Killing off the whole gang in the first episode of a new season would have been bad form for Twilight’s creative team. It is therefore not a surprise that they did not cooperate with Solo. What surprised the viewers was that they did not escape him during the firefight that ran through the physical and electronic streets of Kansas City. Twilight trapped him. Dixie captured him. And in a mere forty minutes of airtime the Big Bad of an entire season became their prisoner. The show ended with Solo leaning back in a chair as he told Twilight that she was going to need his help if she truly wanted to stop his boss. While a bit more dramatic than the real life story of how Solo joined our side, it at least has a passing resemblance to reality.
Pre-Contact warships used a mix of various forms of lasers, projectile weapons, and rockets as their primary armaments. Most lasers did very minimal damage compared to modern versions but were very accurate. Heat shielding was cheap, and therefore warships could easily armor themselves against most laser attacks. Where lasers excelled at was at burning out incoming projectiles and rockets that carried minimal or no armor. Almost every warship carried some anti-ship lasers for after other weapons breached the armor though. Few things can kill an enemy faster than setting them on fire in space after all. Oxygen runs out amazingly quickly.
People sometimes ask me how I decide what to do when time is tight. The simple answer is that I usually don’t. Decide at least. The complicated answer is a bit more…well…complicated. There is right and there is wrong. I know it’s not always popular to say that. There are so many people who want to say that everything is relative now, that no one has the standing to say someone else is wrong. I disagree. There is right and wrong. There is good and evil. And if we do not stand for good, we allow evil to flourish. I don’t want that happening on my watch, and so I act.
Twilight season three started with a fade from black to a man walking back and forth in a small room, footsteps echoing off the walls. He spoke unintelligible words with pauses to show he was having a conversation. Finally he nodded, turned towards the camera, and stepped forward to open a door. The camera panned back to show Solo smiling at Twilight, Dixie, and the rest of the gang, all captives to the Rogue AI. All he said before the opening credits rolled was “Good news. My boss just told me to kill you quick. No time for torture or all that useless begging. So who wants to be our first volunteer?”
The Fleet 2300 Project’s goal was to distill a century of reverse engineering alien technologies into new designs built to incorporate those technologies from the hull nuts up. The Los Angeles-class cruiser instead spat those hull nuts out in every direction as the prototype nearly tore herself apart during testing. It was roundly considered a Pre-War lemon, a waste of good resources that should be scrapped before it got good people killed. But an influx of new talent ripped the troubling systems out and redesigned the entire prototype just before The War came upon us all. The class was renamed in memory of Los Angeles and every subsequent ship memorialized another city destroyed by Shang bombardments. And though it became the most common cruiser built during The War, we never ran out of cities to memorialize. But thanks in part to the Los Angeles-class cruisers, we did run out of Shang ships to kill.
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