Okay, here's a simple low-down on what happened to the MA during the time you were away, Wil.
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The Bish-Borg Hive The Bish, became a brain-less Borg horde who consistently walk in zombie-steps, chanting
"resistance is futile"... except for some peculiar reason, they always seem to go hit only the places where there wasn't any people to resist in the first place. When you see a conga line of red dots on the map, you can bet your money that it's one of those Bish-Borg 'mishunz' targetting unpopulated areas on the map.
However, since they've now all assimiliated into a single-mind collective, if their "leaders" are not online to "guide" them they are about as interesting as ants on your front porch.
The Bashful Knits I'm not entirely sure of what happened to the Knits, but it is as if all the fizz went out. Frankly, years ago I used to think the Knits above the Bish - the Bish were always numerous, but the Knit pilots were on average more deadly, IMO. At least, that's become a past tense, and in both late-war arenas the Knits are now under-manned as much as being under-skilled. For some reason the Knits have lost a massive number of veterans than compared to either Bish or Rooks, and this seems to have influenced their flying style - namely, bashful pilots singing and dancing to the tune going
"timid and shy, and scared am I".
The Rook Snowball The Rooks have now become the snowball. Our glorious past as a tightly-packed team is all but spent, and the proud tradition of the legendary RJO is now forever lost. We have no missions, we have no organiztion, we have no teamwork, we have no 'leader' squads, and no Napoleons... and yet we seem to be doing farely OK.
What we have now is an anarchistic collective of individual idiotas who love furballing, and if something fuels the fire then the Rooks start rolling rampage like a snowball going downhill in the land grab. We avalanche everything in our paths, until we go smack into a wall. Then everything stops and we melt away into nothingness, and then lose everything we've gained so far. The people disperse, gather up on the mountaintop again, and then starts the snowball again and again and again.
