After receiving hundreds of suggestions we have finally decided on the name for our first speed server, Ares.
From Wikipedia: Ares is the Greek god of war. He is one of the Twelve Olympians, and the son of Zeus and Hera. In Greek literature, he often represents the physical or violent aspect of war,…Continue Reading »
As the white swirling clouds slowed their dance around the emerging mass of the starships, screens once more flickered into life on the bridge of the Dark Redemption. Major Owyer clasped his hands onto the rail and eyed the new stars ahead of him proudly.
"Take a look, ladies and gentlemen" he invited the staff assembled on the bridge. "You are laying eyes on stars never before seen by our race. Though we may be a fledgling empire, we have now taken a step from which there is no turning back. We can consider ourselves truly to have conquered space."
There was a hushed murmur of approval from the people on the bridge. To most, this was not as auspicious an occasion as the Major had made out, this was just a mission that they were glad not to have died undertaking. At least not yet. There was still the impending fleet engagement. With these largely untested ships, most of the crew had not relished the idea of heading into a combat situation. It was one thing to be defending your own borders, but all aboard knew there were no colonies this far out, so the mission was inevitably to fight on another race's planet. Nobody was thrilled with the prospect.…Continue Reading »
Hi guys,
It's been an exciting time here at AE HQ with the successful launch of Cybertopia Studios, AE's parent company. It's a go and has been launched into the World Wide Web, see our new corporate website at www.cybertopia.pt.…
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The Destroyer model has been made and his animation added to the base production page.…Continue Reading »
(Author’s note: if you haven’t read the earlier parts of this story, you should read that first before enjoying this story. Start with “Just Another Day At The Office”.
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“Why do I have to wear this stupid thing?” Sam exclaimed, for probably the tenth time since they left camp that morning.
“Because until ‘J’ vouches for you, we can’t take any chances”, Eli replied.
“What, you think I’m working for the Drekons?”
“No, Sam – but the resistance is vulnerable. The less folks that know where we are based, the safer we’ll all be. Besides, we’re only about a half-mile away, so just hang on for a few more minutes and we’ll be there.”
Sam and Eli had left the suburbs of New Liberty 3 days prior, after a town meeting at the local high school. Eli introduced the citizens to the idea of a planet-wide resistance movement against the Drekon occupation. Sam spent most of the 3 days pumping Eli for more information about the mysterious “J”, leader of the resistance. Sam was 99% sure that “J” was really old crazy Jeremiah from the street corner, but Eli was not forthcoming with any information. That was very frustrating for Sam, almost as frustrating as the blindfold he’d been made to wear since breakfast. It was hot out here – wherever “here” was. Sam thought he could smell the ocean, maybe they were near the coast?…Continue Reading »