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 Galactic News Network: Episode 2!, Bringing YOU the NEWS!
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 Posted: Apr 13 2018, 03:24 PM
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GNN PRESENTS
The people bringing you the news!

Anchors Bob Sterling! The handsomest man in the studio! according to him. and Sheila Gears! The robot anchor with absolutely no human soul or humane programming!

ORK the Ork! Sport enthusiast and sport presentator! The only man alive with a voice loud enough to not need a microphone in a stadium!

Lax-274! The Cykx defective overcoming his fears as a field reporter everyday! Bringing you news from everywhere and nowhere, even areas outside his job description!

Sylvia Roothearth! Former elven ranger bringing you political news! Standing between the political bickering while still giving us her smile and eyerolling!

Officer Carl! A human officer in the intergalactic police corps! Bringing you news straight from the police offices!

Heku! Our mischievious, sneaky snake like paparazi reporter bringing you the news from the concealed and complex world of the celebrities!

Sloggo! The slug weatherman! Bringing us the daily weather forecast! Our janitor truly loves him!

The intro was extended to have brief flashes of the reporters with what they would be covering this evening. “Ordrieyliensis is under heavy attack, it’s natives have been completely genocided with no confirmed survivors!” “Mysterious insects are rumored to be at large.” “Atrata federation is growing in commercial power!” “With hunters hired by the empire sent to Deimos to deal with a virus!” “Find out tonight in GNN!”

The flashy news intro ends to reveal both Sheila and bob at their usual desk with a panoramic skyline picture of chicago at dusk. Bob was adjusting his hair and bowtie while Sheila was going through her notes. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to another installment of GNN. Tonight we have alot to cover! Let’s start with our top story for tonight! Neo reich terrorists raid a planet an- NO SHEILA DONT PLAY FOOTAGE OF IT!” “What, cant handle gore? You humans shed it more than any other species in the galaxy.” “No, those ordrieys would get us banned from the airwaves forever- I mean! We cant show gore on live television! Kids could be watching.” “Isnt it past their bedtime anyway?” “Rules from the channel. Anyway! Rumours are that neo reich terrorists are behind this gruesome attack. Governments fear that it wont be their last job.” “What about the inhabitants of ordrieyliensis?” “Sadly there are no known survivors… A moment of silence fo-” “Good riddance.” “for the fallen...… Let’s go to our next story! Missing colonies blame bugs with officer carl!”


The screen shifted to the overweight police officer Carl who was standing in the wreckage of a colony with a cup of coffee with donut in left hand and microphone in right hand. "Good evenin' bob. Carl reportin' here straight from one of the wreckages of one of the missin' colonies. I've been interviewin' the locals here and they tell me that they suspect some weird insectoid is behind the dissapearances."

"Do they know what kind of insect? Is it hivestalkers escaped from a facility?"

"No hivestalkers i dont think. These bugs seem to be much smarter than hivestalkers, and they dont explode when incinerated as well. Moreover imperial experts have checked in areas where hivestalkers are usually found and they didnt stumble across as much as a hatchnling."

"So a new insectoid threat?"

Carl who was awkwardly holding both his donut and his coffee in the same hand eventually dropped his donut. "O-Ohhhh, that's a shame right there... Huh? Yeah i think so, there arent any other candidates for critters capable of wipin' out a colony. Though the empire is willing to pay for information i can imagine."

"You heard it folks! If you have any clues visit your local serpentum imperium representative." "Now onto our next sto-" "Pssst, sheila... Commercial messages..." "Urgh... See you after a commercial break."

The screen cuts to a site coded by a man who is possibly british with subtle notes of pixel lines here and there. An orange background and a ton of writing. "Have too much spare time? Want to be empowered by playing a character or just learn the ropes of becoming a better writer? Then come to Convergence-Wars, a site for creative minds set in a universe awfully similar to our own."

"And we are back folks." "Hmp, now onto our next story on asmelia where Sylvia rootheart has been waiting to report on the growing trade influence it has galaxy wide." The screen cuts to Sylvia who was standing on a market surrounded by massive knights, because she was so small the size of the other knights kind of casted shade over her. "Thanks Sheila. I am here with Heska'le, a diplomat from the atrata federation." "Is the camera running yet?" "Y-yes. It is running... So-" "and im supposed to talk when you point that thing at me. "Yes... Yes you " "okay." "Are. So the atrata federation is becoming a safe haven and a major trading hub. How did you accomplish this? And what is your next step?" "We accomplished being a major trade hub through many factors, Mostly, it was the perfection of our jump gates, but, also that we provided a safe haven for those wishing to escape powers that seek to imprison them, or worse. Our surplus of resources allowed us to quickly grow and shape Asmelia and Cabrion into what the Atrata Federation used to be. But our goal in the next few years is to reach out and out stretch a sanctuary for those in need." "And are there any second thoughts about opening the borders to everyone?" "I feel that there are people that feel like giving people sanctuary is attracting the wrong crowd, that may be true, but, we are attracting those who also need desperate help as well. Even though they may be free loading precautions have been put in place to ensure that these refugees only get back on there feet and not just bleed the Atrata dry..." "I see, well thank you so much for your time! Back to you Sheila."

"Thank you! Next up we have news from the field. It's Lax. How are you doing down there."

The screen shifts to Lax who was now wearing a full hazmat suit. He was barely audible through his suit. "This place is awfull. Everyone is sick and i can hardly find anyone to interview."

"Can you tell us what is happening down there?"

"As far as i have gathered a group of witch hunters hired by the imperium has coe here to help the locals with sime sort of viral disease. Ambigous i know but these mercs wont tell me anything more."

"How are the locals doing?"

Lax was just about to say something when a man came into screen and vomited right in front of him, took a few steps forward and collapsed. "Tony... You're air filter is connected right...? Excellent. As you can see they have seen better times. I think were just about done here Eh! Over to you sheila! Come on let's get the f*ck out of he-"

The screen abruptly cut off and shifted back to Sheila and Bob. "Ahem... Lets take a break and we will see you again in just a bit!"

The screen cuts to an animated version of the imperial viscount sitting in his thronw wrinkled and all. Then some scale cream mascot busts through the wall and hands him a tube that supposedly lessens the effects of wrinkling for lizards.

The screen cut back to the news studio with Bob adjusting his hair and Sheila agitated by the commercial interuptions. "And now over to Ork the ork with sports."

"THANK YOU SHEILA! ORK THE ORK HERE FROM THE BIO DOME, A PANSY ELVEN STADIUM IN JESLORE FILLED WITH FLOWERS AND THE LIKE. IM HERE WATCHING A MATCH OF TERRAN AMERICAN FOOTBALL BETWEEN A TEAM OF ELVES FROM MYTHERIA AND A TEAM OF ORCS FROM JESLORE....

IT DOES LOOK LIKE THE ATTACKERS ARE IN FOR A BEATING. hhhehehe ANYWAY! ALOT OF THINGS HAS HAPPENED IN THE WORLD OF SPORTS, FOR ONE, A GERMAN SPACEFOOTBALL TEAM FROM EARTH HAS BEEN DISQUALIFIED FROM A GAME FOR ADDING JETPACKS ONTO THEIR SPACESUITS AS WELL AS FIDDLING WITH THE ARTIFICIAL GRAVITY CONTROLS.

SPACE BASKETBALL HAS COMPLETELY DIED OFF. TURNS OUT PLAYING A GAME OF BASKETBALL WICH FOR THE IDIOTS IN THE AUDIENCE INVOLVED BOUNCING A BALL ON THE GROUND COMBINED WITH LOADS OF JUMPING IS NOT EASY IN SPACE. LAST MATCH ENDED WHEN THE BALL LANDED ON THE WRONG PLANET AND THEY WOULDNT GIVE THE BALL BACK.

THERE ARE ALSO RUMORS OF OLYMPICS BEING ORGANIZED BETWEEN THE GSU, SERPENTUM IMPERIUM AND THE SANTORI PROTECTORATE BUT NO CONFIRMATION HAS BEEN RELEASED YET. THAT WAS ALL FOR TODAY, MATCH IS GOING TO BEGIN AND ORK WANTS TO SEE THIS!!!!"


The screen cuts back to Bob, once again plugging his ears up with sheila staring around. "I suppose that just about wraps up our show for today. Goodnight everyone and remember: Be safe, Live long and prosper!”
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