I'd rather be without dignity and with life than the other way around.

You are bloody wussing out just like the show. You may be canon but you should be shot as a toaster-hugging coward.

Pass the popcorn.

Can't negotiate when you are dead. Can't toaster-cide when we are dead. One might call it a feint to blindside the enemy with a knock out smash!

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Can't negotiate when you are dead. Can't toaster-cide when we are dead. One might call it a feint to blindside the enemy with a knock out smash!

One might also call it begging for one's life like leetle coward, like - well, like Dr Baltar.

Anyway. I feel a dramatisation of the current situation is appropriate. Indulge me a moment.

To the Fleet’s leadership, the crisis is obvious. Without the water locked within the ice fields of the moon shining below you, the Fleet risks extinction. But with so many people missing along the way, much of the Colonies’ technical expertise has been lost. The work is dangerous, and volunteers are not forthcoming. Pradmiral Valerii has been left with no choice. She has signed the order that one civilian in ten is to be conscripted for the water mining effort.

The fleet reacts with outrage. They are resentful that the leadership could not prevent so many losses along the way, and fearful that the Admiral (a figure few know, and even fewer trust) seized the Presidency as a prelude for the declaration of a military dictatorship. Why is the only remaining civilian leader still in custody? Are the remaining civilians merely fodder for the Pradmiral’s war machine? They refuse the Pradmiral's order, and barricade the remaining ships against Galactica's marines.

Such is the magnitude of the resistance that the Fleet’s leadership has to overcome. There are rumours, too, that a peaceful solution could have been found. Was Cylon interference responsible for bringing things to this flashpoint? Admirals both past and present, and Presidents both past and present, have combined their skills to try to negotiate yet another crisis.

In non-BSG related news, now that it's in the press, I can say:

My company's next game is getting close to release.

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Baltar passes on interrupts. May the Gods be with us as I can help only a little.

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It's nail-biting.

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The results are in.

Destiny: 2 cards
Baltar: 1 card
Apollo: 1 card
Boomer: 2 cards
Adama: 3 cards
Roslin: 1 card

Outcome: see next post.

Evil!

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For a time it looked like cooler heads would prevail. The intervention of Staff Sgt Adama, who left his sickbed to fly a personal mission to meet with the Quorum on Colonial One, ensured at least that the Colonies’ representatives were at least willing to listen. The promise of immediate elections to return the Presidency to civilian hands, and a plan drawn up by Dr Baltar to reduce the workload requirements to one citizen in twenty, created an opening to restore enough trust.

Most of the ships agreed to the revised plan; the only holdout was the Astral Queen, under the sway of the terrorist and former convict Tom Zarek. Some in the fleet were sympathetic to his claims to speak for the marginalised, but to most (and certainly to those in power), he remained a thug and murderer. Even the Quorum agreed to his arrest. Pradmiral Valerii drew up plans for a surgical strike against the Astral Queen.

It may never be known who fired the first shot. What is clear is that the stealth mission was compromised. The raptor pilot claimed to have detected an encrypted transmission from a viper under the command of Sgt Leoben as they attached to the hull. In any event, when the marines gained entry, they found the crew (many of them former prisoners like Zarek) both armed and barricaded. The mission became a standoff; and when shots started flying, it became a bloodbath. Sgt Leoben himself could not be questioned; five minutes into the encounter, he flew his viper into the Astral Queen’s fuel reserves.

Rumours spread through the Fleet like wildfire. It had been an execution mission; it was intended as an example to the rest of the Fleet. Galactica herself had opened fire on the Astral Queen. Zarek as a martyr achieved what he could not do in life. The Pradmiral had little choice by that stage; but the declaration of martial law and suspension of the Quorum was the final break between the Fleet and its sworn protectors. There was nothing Galactica could do to stop the rioting that now engulfed the Fleet.

There were survivors, of course. Even a couple of ships that remained serviceable. In the event, though, these losses were the final straw. Galactica would limp on to Kobol; but the human race had lost too much expertise, too much diversity; too much hope. The crew of Galactica was fated to be humanity’s epitaph.

Cards:

Yellow 2
Yellow 2
Green 1
Green 3
Green 3
Purple 1
Purple 2
Blue 2
Red 2
Red 3

Tally: 16 - 5 = 11. -1 Morale, -1 Population.

Game Over - Cylons Win!

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Here it is, the end-of-game summary:

Round 11.3 - Roslin

Locations and Hands
Boomer: Weapons Control; 2 cards
Adama: Sickbay; 0 cards
Roslin: Caprica; 3 cards
Baltar: Brig; 6 cards
Apollo: Caprica; 3 cards

Sectors
Sector 1: Empty
Sector 2: 1 Raider(s)
Sector 3: Empty
Sector 4: Civilians A B
Sector 5: Empty
Sector 6: Empty

Resources
Fuel: 1
Food: 3
Morale: 3
Population: 0
Viper Reserves: 3
Damaged Vipers: 5
Raptors: 2
Boarding Party: 0

Other
Nukes: 0
Jump Track: 3 (Blue)
Distance Travelled: 9
Galactica Damage: Armoury, Hangar Deck