“soft” sci-fi
SPACE GUY 1: We gotta shoot the enemy mans
SPACE GUY 2: Yeah lets do it let me grab my Cool Gunhard sci-fi
SPACE GUY 1: Sir we just saw the enemy mans’ bigbad fleet leave orbit through our telescopes. What do we do?
SPACE GUY 2: Johnson my man… let me tell you about my days in the Space War of 26669. Now the Badguys, they were pounding us hard with their Weapons. But then we figured something out. Something that’d read like an extremely basic exploitation of an obvious trick of high school physics, or a page of strategy adapted from the Wikipedia articles on United States military tactics. Humans climbed trees when we were monkeys because we dreamed about flying in space and we were born to own every planet in the universe. Let me tell you about Ron Paul and why our space station runs on the gold standard.
realism
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