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Let's Play: UFO Aftershock!

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In the same spirit of other Let's Plays, I've decided to give a run at an underrated but still entertaining game: UFO Aftershock. Although it's no X-COM, it captures much of the spirit. UFO Aftershock takes place in the UFO:Aftermath/Aftershock/Afterlight series, and is generally the middle child. The story is interesting, and I'm interested in playing in a bit of a narrative manner. If you'd like to sign up for my brave forces, please feel free to. Also, I'll direct military operations and research in a manner as suggested by postings here.

It is similar to X-COM otherwise, although it is played in a pausable real-time manner with a global geoscape and a tactical battlefield. To succeed, we must research new weapons and technology. We must defeat enemies and make allies. And we must find a future for a refugee humanity.

So, without further ado, let's begin!

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(Omniscient Narrator)

In the early 21st Century, mysterious UFOs appeared without warning, with hundreds of sightings on every continent. This mysterious alien visitation proved to a fledgling humanity that it was not alone in the universe. Some hoped for peaceful contact, while others feared the worst. Rioting broke out into a near public hysteria as the aliens continued their enigmatic activities, while all the Earth's governments sat, paralyzed by indecision on what to do.

At the peak of public disorder, a giant alien mothership arrived in Earth's orbit. As with the previous UFO sightings, all communication attempts failed. Within six days of it's arrival, in an event known as 'The Nightfall', the alien mothership released trillions of microscopic spores into the atmosphere. These spores multiplied amidst scenes of great disorder in all major population centers, creating great masses in the skies as their invisible forms aggregated. Having reached critical mass in the skies, the spores begin to rain down, and over the course of several days, begin to clog the streets and bodies of water, smothering people in their homes, and burying animals in the wild. Virtually all higher lifeforms on Earth were wiped out, or mutated into something unrecognizable and alien.

Humanity had little time to react. All attempts to stop the spores failed. With no other options, pockets of survivors packed food, water and survival supplies into secured bunkers and waited for the worst. After a few weeks, the spores dissolved into the soil of the earth, returning the surface to a changed, but habitable condition.

Early in the 'Twilight' as it would be called, numerous groups of survivors emerged from their underground shelters to explore their new world. They found dead cities and poisoned farmlands, feral beasts and disgusting mutants. One group, the self-appointed Council of Earth made great progress in gathering survivors and fending off mutant hordes. When the Aliens returned once more, the war for Earth began anew.

Astonishingly, the Council of Earth (CoE) was left undetected as the Aliens continued their bizzare experimentation on Earth's ecosystem. With recovered aircraft and surviving military personel, CoE Aircraft engaged UFOs in aerial dogfights while their ground pounder counterparts pressed forward to secure more territory and resources. During the war, it was discovered that the aliens were little grey men called 'Reticulans', who had killed most of humanity for some grand ecological experiment. They were not a military force, but a science mission. With UFOs made clumsy by Earth's atmosphere and gravity, Humanity was able to fight the alien menace. However, final victory remained out of grasp.

Late in the war, a new enemy appeared. The spores that snuffed out human civilization during the Nightfall was only preparation. New pockets of organic 'Biomass' started appearing on multiple continents, a rapidly growing substance that devoured organic and mineral resources to produce mutated structures across thousands of miles of land. Although humanity had developed crude Repulsors to push back the psionicaly receptive biomass, mankind was fighting a losing battle.

Then, the Reticulans offered a truce.

If Mankind would cease hostilities, they could have a new home. The Reticulans now understood that mankind was a race to be respected, and explained their actions. They were renegades, outcast from their civilization for their radical views. They needed a suitable planet for the creation of something new: An organic supercomputer formed from the combined mass of a whole planet. If completed, they would have created a god.

Reluctantly, amidst great debate, the CoE accepted the Alien offer. Those who wished to go were given an alien Mothership, newly remodeled into an orbital colony. It's new human settlers named it Laputa, a flying island where humanity could survive and thrive, until the day this Reticulan project was completed and they could leave to a new home. A new Earth.

Things were good for a time, when life seemed to almost return to normal aboard Laputa. Only over the years did problems arise. Communications with the surface was lost. Systems started failing. Some forty years have passed since Laputa came online. Riots broke out, with rebel groups demanding that the Council of Earth do something about their home's deterioriation.

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Unable to repair many critical systems, the Council of Earth cracked down on any dissent with an iron hand. In the fighting between Council forces and rebels, Laputa's engine systems became critically damaged. The Island was doomed to destruction.

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A band of rebels managed to break into the 'Forbidden' craft bays shortly after the disaster, forcing their way to dozens of escape shuttles as the ship began to break apart. Hundreds made it, before Laputa broke into broken peices, each disappearing in the fires of reentry. With many people having been born on Laputa, Earth was a place of myths. Setting a course for the Reticulan Laputa, the band of survivors hoped they could find refuge... or take it by force.

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Hey, I'll join in. I love a bit of self indulgent ego stroking.
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I'll join. Lets purge the xenos that are dumb enough to take Earth!

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Sign me up for some good old fashioned xenos murder.
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(The first mission gives us a few soldiers, who can be renamed at a later date. It's more of a tutorial.)

Editor's Note: With our continuing war for survival, it has become increasingly important for us to review our prior missions logs for further insights on how to deal with the challenges we face. Command has decided that we should start at the beginning, with Ford Prefect. Unknown to us at the time, the Council of Earth had psi-recorders sewn into standard civilian jumpsuits as a security measure during the Disorders immediately prior to the destruction of our first Laputa. His thoughts are disjointed, but a careful analysis of everything that has brought us here could be essential for ultimate victory.

Throughout this log, I will denote my comments or observations in italics for clarity.
-Col. Nephtys, Laputan Field Intelligence


April 4, 2050
Subj: Eric 'Ford Prefect' Adams
*Recording Begins*

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Goddamn. That was a shitty ride. First Laputa blows the fuck up because of shoddy construction, and next I know I'm stuck on a four hour ride to an alien goo-pile with the crotchetty old janitor from D Sector. And worst of all, the bastard thinks he can give me advice? Riiiight. No Mark, I don't need to hear your crazy stories about how back in your day, kids played 'video games' like god intended. Just shut up.

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I'm going to explore a bit. This Laputa seems pretty similar to ours, only not built out of fail. But damn, watch your step. Huh. I always thought there wasn't air in space. Goes to show what goddamn scientists think. (hock). Whee, there goes that loogie.
Editor's Note: Actually, there's a forcefield maintaining pressure around the upper half of the Laputa. I wonder why the hell he stepped out of the shuttle if he didn't expect there to be an atmosphere present.

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Not too far from our landing site was another survivor from the disaster. Betty 'Peptuck' Powell was there. I knew her from our days on the Laputa Resistance against those Council of Earth jerks. Seriously, you save a few thousand people in bunkers on Monday, declare yourselves the rulers of Earth on Tuesday? Anyway, Betty managed to smuggle aboard her ship some old Reticulan laser weapons they left us. They're pretty weak, and are more designed for incapacitating a target than killing it, but we could use some protection in case of the worst. Best of all though, she's got a few sets of body armor with her shuttle. I'm going to get outfitted.

Ah. This armor's pretty comfy. Good flexibility. But eh, we probably won't need it. This Laputa's like a ghost ship so far. I wonder where all the aliens are. I wonder what kind of booze ET likes.

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Ah! There's one! It's a little grey-skinned, big-headed thing, sorta frail looking. Peptuck and I are going to go say hi, and tell him what happened to our Laputa. Hopefully we can sort this godawful mess out.

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Holy shit! Did it just shoot Peptuck in the neck? What a prick!
Peptuck: --OWW! That hurts!
I sure don't want to get hit by one of those lasers. Screw this, let's see how you like it!

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PEWPEW! That's what I thought you little bastard! Went down like a rock.

FP: "Hey Pep, did you notice that guy go down?"
P: "Yeah. He looked all dizzy or something. Uncoordinated."
FP: "So much for the intelligent aliens we were supposed to meet. Eew, I think he's bleeding onto the... deck. Stuff. Whatever we're on."
P: "Hold on, there's more of 'em! Shit, I don't think they're happy."

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Woah, what a firefight! Lasers and shit all over. It's just like those crazy star wars movies that Ol' Man Wong showed me! And it figures, the bad guys can't shoot for shit. I wonder what's up with these dudes. They're just sort of aimlessly wandering. Whatever, let's head inside. Huh, is someone there?

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Oh damnit, Samuel made it out after all.

*Recording Terminated*
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My precious neck! I keep my breathing passages in there!

On the other hand, holy crap that gun I'm using is gigantic.
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Thanks Neph, I always wanted to be a semi-retarded redneck hick. :)
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Sign me up. Never played this game, so might as well be in this game
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Hey, I'll bite. Throw me up against those aliens and see what happens.

Probably horrid pain on my part.
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I'll join. Never played this game myself, so you won't even have to deal with any smartass hindsight remarks from me :) .
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I'll sign up. Hopefully my career in this game will be a little more impressive than in the other one.
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April 4, 2050
File: Security Footage.
*Recording Begins

I'm continuing an analysis of the Laputa boarding from 0400 hours, Standard Time. Computer, fast-forward to 0412, camera five.
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Ford Prefect and Peptuck meet another survivor, Samuel. Prior to our earlier Laputa's disaster, Samuel had been a bit of a character, watching dozens of cheap movies said to be from a place called 'Hong Kong'. He signed up for the CoE Security Forces for a brief stint before being discharged after injuring himself and two colleagues by trying to wield a pair of .50 Cal Handguns at the firing range while diving sideways. Fortunately for him, he had previously found a pair of lightweight Reticulan laser pistols, neither of which was likely to contribute to another sprained wrist.

"Samuel!" gasped Peptuck, laser rifle aimed squarely for the man's chest as he came into view. Her finger twitched still, as if tempted to fire a burst of laser into the man. But knowing the mediocre killing power of the weapons, it probably would be too difficult to pass off as an accident. She squinted. He and all the others who had crossed her in the past would get theirs. One day.

Samuel's eyes widened. "Hey Ford! Peptuck! You're alive! That's awesome, how many aliens did you guys bag? This is fucking awesome!" he grinned toothily.

Ford was about to grunt out something, when movement appeared in the corner of his eye right behind Samuel.

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As Samuel turned to look at the advancing alien, Peptuck squeezed the trigger of her Laser Rifle, sending a burst of high energy down the corridor. Unfortunately, it missed the intended target, and merely hit the alien in the forehead, killing it instantly.

"Holy shit. Nice shot, Pep. Hit him dead on." grunted Ford.
Peptuck only twitched slightly. "...right."

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Advancing further, the team discovers a massive control room...

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As the only non-retarded member of the squad, Peptuck moves her hands across the alien keyboard, considering it. "We'll have to get technical staff in here." she sighs softly. "But this could be useful. It's a map of the Earth, and that dot..." she pointed upwards. "Must be this Laputa---- hey, Samuel! Pay attention!" she snapped back.

Samuel was busy making "pew pew!" noises and pretending to fire his laser pistol at several large monitors scattered throughout the chamber. Sheepishly, he turns back to her.

Ford Prefect grunted again. "We should find more survivors, and see if we can get this running."
Peptuck nodded. "We should split up and look for them. The aliens seem disoriented and sluggish. Did you notice how we just cut them down?" she looks about. "We can handle them by ourselves. Report on the radio if you find anything."

Shortly after splitting up, Ford Prefect naturally ran into trouble.
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He had just stepped out of a teleporter, only to see a menacing Reticulan confronting him, unmoving but with laser rifle leveled straight at his head!. Ford drew his pistol quickly, aiming straight back at his grey-skinned opponent. Ford's beady eyes bearing down on the alien. It was an uneasy standoff.

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Samuel on the other hand, was bloody well enjoying himself.

"Yeah! Suck laser, you xeno bastard!" he shouted while dodging around a corner, laser guns crossed in his arms and firing wildly into and through one unfortunate alien. He continued his rampage across the corridor, blasting away unarmed aliens with glee and a cackling laugh.

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Before one chamber, he found something odd. An alien lying on the floor, as if injured somehow. It wheezed pathetically. Samuel lowered his pistols and slowly walked forward, examining the poor wretch. To his surprise, it spoke softly, in a barely recognizable english.

~H-hu-man... help me. My peo-ple are... not themselves. They h-have been psychically damaged... help me, and I will sa-ve your r-race..~ it buzzed.

Samuel considered this a moment.

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"I'm not falling for your tricks! Die, alien!" he cackled, blasting away into the incapacitated Reticulan's body.

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Ford Prefect remained perfectly still, squaring off with his alien adversary. Neither one blinked, for even one moment of weakness would surely lead to defeat. This being was a most worthy opponent.

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Samuel continued through the winding bowels of the ship, growing sullen that he didn't have any more aliens to blast. One room however, changed his mind. His eyes widened in surprise at it. A strange, black pod of some sort. Was this the containment unit for some massive, boss-alien? Perhaps it was a Reticulan warlord, capable of holding his own against the unstoppable pistoliero!

Samuel advanced forward, opening the pod door to reveal... seats. Five cramped seats. Damnit to hell, it was just some stupid alien spaceship. Sullen, he sulked away and headed for the command center.

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The standoff between Ford and this untiring, inhuman alien continued further.

"Ford? This is Peptuck. What's your status? I'm coming." the radio crackled
"NO!" Ford shouted. "I'm locked in a life and death struggle with my nemesis!" he snapped back, weapon wobbling only a moment. "I've got the bastard where I want him! I think he's starting to crack."

At that moment, Peptuck barged into the room from the opposite direction of Ford, right behind the rifle-wielding Reticulan. She paused, walking casually up to the still immobile alien. She stared down at the back of his head a moment, before gently nudging the alien to one side. It topped like a felled tree.

"Dead. It's been dead for a while. Rigor Mortis probably set in." Peptuck said, gently poking the open eye of the alien with her boot toe. Ford Prefect only looked sheepish.

"Come on. Let's get back to the command center." Peptuck said. "Our staff just arrived." she smirks. A bunch of self-righteous 'scientists' and 'leaders' they'd have to do all the gruntwork for, it seems.

*End Recording

For several days after we secured the Control Room and gathered our couple of hundreds of personell, we swept the ship clean of Reticulans. There were damned few, less than sixty across the whole Laputa. We were all completely baffled at the time. Why were these Reticulans so clumsy and hostile? Where was that intelligent, capable race that had nearly destroyed our species?

We had little time to think of these things at the time however, as we established ourselves in our new base of operations.

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From left to right, our Chief Engineer and the Leader of our Science Corps. Farthest on the right was a man who somehow found that godawful jacket. We figured anyone with scrounging skills and that powerful of a distaste for social interaction would make an excellent Quartermaster.

We had soon mastered the alien systems, which weren't that different from our old Laputa's. The scanners were a bit better though, and it revealed something surprising. The Alien Biomass that had previously nearly engulfed the planet was scarce in many parts of the globe, with a possible return of native terrestrial creatures. Even more surprising, we were picking up radio traffic from surviving human groups across the world! It was decided that we should see if we can contact these people. Our resources were unfortunately quite low, and we would need more food and equipment if we were to survive. We only have a few Reticulan laser weapons, a few knives and only a few weeks of consumables. The armor used by Ford, Peptuck and Samuel during the boarding operations were unfortunately misplaced and are nowhere to be found aboard ship. Things are looking bad if we can't make some friends Earthside.

As for our combat forces, they were pretty meager. Few trained or experienced military people escaped our Laputa's destruction, and many of those who had escaped were badly injured. Additionally, our Drop Pod only had return lift capacity for five individuals, making it a difficult choice on who we would take for space-surface excursions.

This is our current squad.
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Ford Prefect was an alright soldier. He had average strength and perception, and somehow managed to blow the hell out of our intelligence tests. We had no idea how this was possible. Only later would we realize that he had a brief affair with our medical technician administering the test. We would reprimand her, but we don't think she needs further reprimand after a relationship with Ford Prefect.

Peptuck was slow and clumsy. Not a good combination for most soldiers. However, she was quite aware of her surroundings. With a good eye and sharp aim, she would be an important contributor to our team. I've heard rumors of homicidal tendencies towards other team members, but I've dismissed them given her exemplary record.

Samuel hurt his right hand shortly after we captured the Laputa attempting a quick-draw trick shot with a pair of those bulky alien lasers. I don't know what he was thinking. He won't be able to fire in that two-handed style he seems so fond of for some weeks while it heals. The accident also left his strength as weak as a kitten. However, with our shortage of personel and his extremely good hand-eye coordination, we need this man for our excursions. It's a pity all those movies seem to have had a negative effect on his intelligence and willpower. Also, he complains like a little sissy whenever he has to carry anything heavy.

Finally, Wautd is the last member of the squad. Ford insisted on the team having some sort of obligatory african american (What's an 'African'? What's an 'American'? And why must any 4-soldier team possess at least one?). However, Wautd's merits allowed him entry into our team. While of average strength and quite remarkable shooting accuracy, Wautd paradoxically has terrible eyesight and hearing. Maybe he's just lucky, but that's the sort of luck we'll want on our team.

The Squad still needs suggestions for an official name.

Wait...

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We've got a message from the surface. It looks like a group of humans need help.

*FILE CLOSED*

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(So, what should our intrepid heroes call themselves?)
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Edit:
Due to some problems with our software, here are our Science Chief and Quartermaster.
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Eh, sure, sign me up, I'll go...uh...get probed, or some such.
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Eh, I'll sign up. My experience in pulverising X-Com's invaders and getting shot in the back will undoubtedly be a boon to a team.


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I call dibs on being your first cyborg recruit for squad B.
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I've never heard of this game. Are there pilots in it?

If not sign me up as the quartermaster or a scientist or something.

'Creeping Death' would be a good squad name if we intend to follow a similar path as Peptuck's game.
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I have to say, my personality is rather mallable and I can see myself becoming all sorts of things. However, somehow I don't think watching Hong Kong action flicks will turn me Asian :P

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Wow, Wautd has some good stats, whereas the rest of us are general failures. You better make Squad McLargeHuge awesome, Neph.
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Sign me up if you need any more cannon fodder. I might see about hunting down a copy of this, it looks like a pretty fun game.

I'd also like to suggest the name Team: B.O.N.E.R. although I have no idea what it could possibly be an acronym for.
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I'll join up for the cannon fodder division.
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Count me in for the Subtlety Brigade: Heavy Weapons Division.
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Manus Celer Dei wrote:I might see about hunting down a copy of this, it looks like a pretty fun game.
Don't. Really. Anyone can make any game sound interesting in this format. Don't be fooled.
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