Hey, everybody else has started a let's play and abandoned it. Lets Play X-Com!

[Tengu_temp]

First post updated again with the endgame craft assignments.

We're nearing Cydonia and the final mission.

Any regrets, wishes, and last words better be spoken soon.

I can only say this - in a few years, when the psionic empire of Tenguland becomes one of the major world powers, I will not forget that I probably would have never realized my vast psychic potential if I didn't join X-Com under the impression that killing aliens looks like easy, good money for relatively little effort.

[The Dark Fiddler]

Wait, you're psychic.

Why did I not know this. Or have the same power.

I never get anything cool. I don't get psychic powers, or the hilarious videos, or power suits. And if I complain about it, Knight beats me.

Oh, wait.

[BRC]

Wait, you're psychic.

Why did I not know this. Or have the same power.

I never get anything cool. I don't get psychic powers, or the hilarious videos, or power suits. And if I complain about it, Knight beats me.

Oh, wait.

Now that's just not true. Knight would beat you no matter what you did.

[The Dark Fiddler]

Now that's just not true. Knight would beat you no matter what you did.

But he still beats me if I complain. So technically, we're both right.

[pendell]

First post updated again with the endgame craft assignments.

We're nearing Cydonia and the final mission.

Any regrets, wishes, and last words better be spoken soon.

Yes.

I expect that I am being brought along as a psionic sock puppet.

If so -- I ask that you leave me a stun rod. You know as well as I no psionic mind control could ever force me to use it on my team-mates, and who knows? I just might get a chance to whack someone with it!

Respectfully,

Brian P.

[tyckspoon]

Oh yeah, and in case somebody doesn't know what I'm talking about with the Muton commander and all, here is the intro.

Huh. I've never actually watched the whole intro before. Now that I have, I can only think of one thing: Entire alien team is babies!

[Swot]

First post updated again with the endgame craft assignments.

We're nearing Cydonia and the final mission.

Any regrets, wishes, and last words better be spoken soon.

There's a reason Knight is being left on Earth for this one.

*Gets to work on laser cannons again*
No regrets, cya guys later.
And you better bring that Avenger back in at most three pieces.
It's the only working prototype and we can't remember how we built it.
(Though I bet Cubey still has the blueprints... right?)

[BRC]

*Gets to work on laser cannons again*
No regrets, cya guys later.
And you better bring that Avenger back in at most three pieces.
It's the only working prototype and we can't remember how we built it.
(Though I bet Cubey still has the blueprints... right?)

The Blueprints...err...well, we had a "Kick The Xeno's Back to Alpha Centuri" Party when we found out about Cydonia, and I felt like making a flag. I had a few drinks in me, so I grabbd this piece of paper, drew an alien symbol on it, and lit it on fire. Everybody cheered.


All that was left was a little scrap that said -venger. I told myself they had another copy.

[Pie Guy]

I'd just like to say, I am sincerely sorry, Ninja.

[Alex Knight]

*grunts something incoherent that might be mistaken for "good luck" and goes back to the most joyous time of his life...hunting an expanding population of 'Lids in London*

[BRC]

WHY WAS I NOT AWARE OF THE EXISTENCE OF THIS?

Also, we don't need propaganda. Propaganda's for communists. See? I'm getting awesomer.

I take offense to that. The Truth of the Glorious Revolution needs no propoganda to shine through!

[Johnny Blade]

I take offense to that. The Truth of the Glorious Revolution needs no propoganda to shine through!

Right. Propaganda is needed to prevent the truth from shining through.





It was just too easy to pass up, really.

[Copper8642]

(Cookie to anyone who gets the quote.)

Guns don't kill people. I kill people. With guns.

[chiasaur11]

Wait, you're psychic.

Why did I not know this. Or have the same power.

I never get anything cool. I don't get psychic powers, or the hilarious videos, or power suits. And if I complain about it, Knight beats me.

Oh, wait.

Hey, we gave you a Flying suit.

[Jimorian]

First post updated again with the endgame craft assignments.

We're nearing Cydonia and the final mission.

Any regrets, wishes, and last words better be spoken soon.

OH CRAP!

{desperately searches the avenger for places to hide enough booze to last the trip and back}

{Has bright idea}

Guys, if you see a "new guy" in a sealed flying suit in the back of the Avenger, that's Captain Morgan. He always meditates in a deep trance before battle, so don't bother him. Pay no attention to the sloshing sound during takeoff and landing, it's an experimental... thing. No, that is not a spigot on his left knee.

[Rockphed]

No, that is not a spigot on his left knee.

And if they catch you drinking from said not-a-spigot, you are just administering lifesaving first aid, right?

[chiasaur11]

Interrogations went well.

The Mutons are reasonably productive in the lab, even if they do take up a good 30% of the bacon allotment.

Of course, even when we're gearing down for the final assault, the aliens kept up their attacks on all we hold dear.


At least that's what I figured before we got the signal translated.

"Calling X-COM. This is the Unified Sectoid Resistance. We are asking for political asylum for the wounded and non combatants."
"Um... Oh-kay?"
"Thank you, most honored sir whose feet I am not fit to wash. When we have left those unable to fight, all of our forces our yours to command. You are the first resistance since the Nakh to have a chance against the oppressors. An opportunity like this will not come again."
"Sure. Glad to have the help?"

I guess that's good.
I turned to Chumbley.
"Nakh?"
"A race of technologically advanced cybernetic life. They managed to fight their way to the local Ethereal command."
Ah, it can be done. My fears are assuaged.
"Their entire race was annihilated. The assault team that landed on the local Ethereal command post was tortured to the point of insanity and the members were forced to eat their families alive."
Or not. I apparently don't have a gift for picking fights I can win. On the other hand, the Ethereals apparently haven't had a good arse whomping in centuries. I always wanted my name eternally preserved in the look of hatred on the faces of my enemies. Of course, I didn't want to die, but you can't have everything.

On that list of things I cannot have: Nukes to destroy T'Leth utterly, Copper killed, Taiwanese ladies of the night listed as a business expense for tax purposes, the current war crimes investigation on my actions to stop...

And great. From the sounds of that alarm, not-being-attacked-by-Ethereals was being added to list.

Time to suit up and roll out. Squad needed practice anyway.


Sheila was the first off the ramp. Lopez covered her as she spotted the first hostiles.

Including more of those Sectopods. Well, hopes of there being only one batch of prototypes in the alien stockpiles was a bust. Blew up real good, at least.

Lopez took out the resistance guarding the craft with a few shots.

And Sheila took out the first floor problems. Heartwarming. I think those two kids might make it work.

The Avenger AI, however, couldn't make a simple scouting run work. He yammered something about being limited only by the inevitable closing of the universe, of course. I'd say he's limited by how many more hovertanks I'm willing to grant him (one. And that's assuming he doesn't add more verses to his little ditty before I authorize the build order), but philosophers seldom notice how very tied to the physical realm they are.

Trazoi and I pulled a bog standard Breach and clear, taking out the upper crew (And showing the rookies how to pull a simple capture and slaughter). Not bad, despite a half million lost on a hovertank. Not that the AI on the Avenger would admit guilt. Insisted if we'd develop a teleporter, he'd do much better.

When we got back to the base, Cubey'd finished with the blaster bombs.

"Finally figured out how to deal with that pesky vertical targeting bug. Mostly. Sort of. Well, no. I was too busy designing a bipedal combat form for the HWPs. It should be ready for testing within the week."
"Sounds destructive, pointlessly expensive, and a war crime waiting to happen. Get to it."
And that was the day.
Or it would have been, had Chumbley not came in.
"Good news, bad news, Sir. Good news is, the resistance fleet is ready for an attack on Cydonia. Bad news is, the Ethereal fleet is ready for an attack on us. If I may provide a humble suggestion, we should launch now. Our other option seems increasingly likely to be never."

He was probably right.

I headed for the hanger.
"I know you were planning for a week off. Ain't gonna happen. We stop in LA for a last minute pick up. Then: Cydonia or bust. Got it?"

[Oslecamo]

Yay go us! This epic LP will definetely go down in the gitp history!

(now tell us, what did you really do with that battleship?)

[Cubey]

That was a weird UFO, the Hyperwave Decoder showed a battleship but your mission was clearly in a Terror Ship.

And of course this is an epic LP. And at this rate, the first one on these forums to be finished, to that!

[Inhuman Bot]

What're my chances of going marsbound?

I'm assuming not too good, since I haven't been mentioned since my first mission.

[Cubey]

Pretty good actually. What we need in Cydonia are troopers with high PSI Strength, and that's what you got. Even if chiasaur didn't let you fight many missions and your accuracy is low... well, you can still hold a Blaster Launcher! Accuracy is no issue with this toy.

[EleventhHour]

And of course this is an epic LP. And at this rate, the first one on these forums to be finished, to that!

Not only was this LP incredibly epic, it also made Alex Knight into a household name for badassery.

[Winterwind]

He was probably right.

I headed for the hanger.
"I know you were planning for a week off. Ain't gonna happen. We stop in LA for a last minute pick up. Then: Cydonia or bust. Got it?"

Wow, truly thrilling story-telling. Sent a shiver down my spine.

Best of luck up there. Our thoughts are with you.

[Fri]

Come on. Say it guys.

Where will we dine tonight?

And anyway yes. Although this LP is less bloody than my initial guess, this is really an epic LP, It might rival GuavaMoment's X-Com LP.

[Winterwind]

Where will we dine tonight?

I hear the Face On Mars 5-star restaurant is quite lovely.

GuavaMoment

Pardon my ignorance, but... who?

[Eldan]

Dine? I'd recommend that lovely little sectopod restaurant on Phobos, myself.

[Copper8642]

It has made Alex Knight a household name in badassery, as well as Lopez, yet I can't help but think I might be more feared.

That being said, I'm glad I caught this LP early. I've never had so much fun being hated.

[The Dark Fiddler]

Hey, we gave you a Flying suit.

Are you sure? Maybe you gave it to me while I was asleep, cause I don't remember that.

That being said, I'm glad I caught this LP early. I've never had so much fun being hated.

Same, but replace being hated with being one order away from death.

[Winterwind]

Are you sure? Maybe you gave it to me while I was asleep, cause I don't remember that.

Maybe it was your suit that got turned into Captain Morgan?

[Tengu_temp]

That was a weird UFO, the Hyperwave Decoder showed a battleship but your mission was clearly in a Terror Ship.

That's because the battleship belonged to Unified Sectoid Resistance. We didn't fight it.