Minor Galactic Government revision

[ZacharyGrossman273]

The powers and tier are legit but there should be seperate keys. Several of the best ships have conceptual/higher dimensional fuckery but they should only be in the last key. Average tech is 5-B since it could effortlessly destroy earth.

 

[Elizhaa]

The changes seem fine to me.

 

[Mr. Bambu]

Following, post scans and such for preference.

 

[ZacharyGrossman273]

First off, the tier 2 stuff


And "Aboard the Vogon ship, Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz was puzzled. He had expected a chase, he had expected an exciting grapple with tractor beams, he had expected to have to use the specially installed Sub-Cyclic Normality Assert-i-Tron to counter the Heart of Gold's Infinite Improbability Drive, but the Sub-Cyclic Normality Assert-i-Tron lay idle as the Heart of Gold just sat there and took it." This scales to The Heart of Gold

 

[ZacharyGrossman273]

He knew where his towel was.
A sudden silence hit the Earth. If anything it was worse than the noise. For a while nothing happened.
The great ships hung motionless in the air, over every nation on Earth. Motionless they hung, huge, heavy, steady in the sky, a blasphemy against nature. Many people went straight into shock as their minds tried to encompass what they were looking at. The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't.
And still nothing happened.
Then there was a slight whisper, a sudden spacious whisper of open ambient sound. Every hi fi set in the world, every radio, every television, every cassette recorder, every woofer, every tweeter, every mid-range driver in the world quietly turned itself on.
Every tin can, every dust bin, every window, every car, every wine glass, every sheet of rusty metal became activated as an acoustically perfect sounding board.
Before the Earth passed away it was going to be treated to the very ultimate in sound reproduction, the greatest public address system ever built. But there was no concert, no music, no fanfare, just a simple message.
"People of Earth, your attention please, a voice said, and it was wonderful. Wonderful perfect quadrophonic sound with distortion levels so low as to make a brave man weep.
"This is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council, the voice continued. ``As you will no doubt be aware, the plans for development of the outlying regions of the Galaxy require the building of a hyperspatial express route through your star system, and regrettably your planet is one of those scheduled for demolition. The process will take slightly less that two of your Earth minutes. Thank you.
The PA died away.
Uncomprehending terror settled on the watching people of Earth. The terror moved slowly through the gathered crowds as if they were iron fillings on a sheet of board and a magnet was moving beneath them. Panic sprouted again, desperate fleeing panic, but there was nowhere to flee to.
Observing this, the Vogons turned on their PA again. It said:
"There's no point in acting all surprised about it. All the planning charts and demolition orders have been on display in your local planning department on Alpha Centauri for fifty of your Earth years, so you've had plenty of time to lodge any formal complaint and it's far too late to start making a fuss about it now.
The PA fell silent again and its echo drifted off across the land. The huge ships turned slowly in the sky with easy power. On the underside of each a hatchway opened, an empty black space.
By this time somebody somewhere must have manned a radio transmitter, located a wavelength and broadcasted a message back to the Vogon ships, to plead on behalf of the planet. Nobody ever heard what they said, they only heard the reply. The PA slammed back into life again. The voice was annoyed. It said:
"What do you mean you've never been to Alpha Centauri? For heaven's sake mankind, it's only four light years away you know. I'm sorry, but if you can't be bothered to take an interest in local affairs that's your own lookout.
"Energize the demolition beams."
Light poured out of the hatchways.
"I don't know," said the voice on the PA, "apathetic planet, I've no sympathy at all." It cut off.
There was a terrible ghastly silence.
There was a terrible ghastly noise.
There was a terrible ghastly silence.
The Vogon Constructor Fleet coasted away into the inky starry void


This isn't a military fleet. This is a civilia one and it blew up earth.

 

[ZacharyGrossman273]

Wait, I was rereading the books again and found this feat for the Heart of Gold

"The Universe jumped, froze, quivered and splayed out in several unexpected directions."

 

[Antvasima]

Can you summarise what you want to change and why?

 

[ZacharyGrossman273]

This isn't a downgrade or upgrade, this is just an extra key

 

[Antvasima]

Okay. Elaborate please.

 

[ZacharyGrossman273]

Mister Bambu told me we needed more keys for them

 

[Antvasima]

Okay, but what should the key say, and which profiles are you talking about?

 

[Mr. Bambu]

This is the profile in questio.

Basically a while back we scaled the entire civilization to a single piece of notably powerful equipment. I'd completely forgotten about the issue since I'm not an active supporter (just read the books a long time ago). However their weapons tend to scale to 5-B, as has been shown above since something equivalent to a bulldozer for them destroyed Earth, to what I believe would just be 9-B for handheld weaponry since IIRC they're mostly just shown to be vastly above our own tech.

 

[Antvasima]

Okay. That seems to make sense.

 

[ZacharyGrossman273]

They do have multiple tier 2 weapons but most of their stuff isnt

 

[Antvasima]

Okay. That seems fine then.

 

[ZacharyGrossman273]

Can you unlock it then?

 

[Antvasima]

Okay. Tell me here when you are done.