The Invasion

The first part of Radiant, which is also the only part of the game you can play on the Lite version of Radiant.

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Commander Norton: This is Commander Norton to First Space Sergeant Max Blaster. How are you doing out there, son?

Max Blaster: Flying straight above the steady stream of stars, sir.

C.N.: I see... I hate to interupt you Max, but our scans show large asteroid field ahead.

M.B.: Roger, Sir.

C.N.: Don't forget to blast the smaller rocks and avoid the big ones.

C.N.: You can use trackball, touch, or keys 1 and 0 to steer left and right.

Blue Asteroid Field

C.N.: Beautiful, Max. It reminded me of mindless blasting foward and it felt good. Can I cheer you up, Max?

M.B.: You can always try, Sir.

C.N.: Alright then. Listen and guess who I am, ok? ~Die humans! I've come to destroy you!~ Well, what do you think?

M.B.: I think you were impersonating that ugly alien scum that was trying to invade us back in the 80's, Sir.

Supercreep: Die humans! I've come to destroy you!

M.B.: Now that was much better, Sir. I almost didn't recognize you there.

C.N.: That... that wasn't me, Max.

C.N.: Good god! All systems are going red! Readings show massive hostile activty in all sectors!

S: We are coming!

Alien Horde

C.N.: Max, hold on. You're approaching a commercial deployment beacon.

C.N.: Since all military supply lines are being crused by enemy forces, this may be the only way to upgrade your weapon systems.

C.N.: Unfortunately, you have to pay for every upgrade in hard cold cash.

M.B.: As long as it buys me dead aliens, I'm happy to pay.

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C.N.: Max, you can switch your weapons anytime.

C.N.: Just touch and hold your ship. When the weapon icons appear, drag in the direction of the desired system.

Alien Horde

C.N.: You made it!

M.B.: Just mindlessly blasting foward, Sir.

C.N.: Thier numbers are overwhelming. Our military outposts are being overrun as we speak.

C.N.: Max, you are the only hope for humankind. And I couldnt be more grateful it's right you.

S: There is no hope for humankind.

M.B.: I just can't wait to blast that face off the universe.

Alien Horde

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C.N.: Max, we have lost all contact with Terra Magna, the outermost human colony. Aliens are probably jamming all transmissions...

M.B.: Terra Magna! My homeland! I have to fly there and protect it.

C.N.: Godspeed.

Alien Horde

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M.B.: This is strange. I've got no visual on Terra Magna. The only thing I can see...

M.B.: ...is an asteroid field...

C.N.: Those are no asteroids, Max... Those are the very shards of Terra Magna!

M.B.: *No!!!*

Light Green Asteroid Field

M.B.: You alien scum, you hear me?

S: This is only the beginning. Soon all your planets will fall before me.

M.B.: I will come for you.

M.B.: And I will kill you.

Alien Horde

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Alien Horde

M.B.: I can't believe my homeworld is gone. What could've possibly destroy a planetary body in a matter of seconds?

C.N.: We've recovered a visual feed from one of Terra Magna shards. It seems like the planet has been destroyed by...

C.N.: ...a giant mining robot.

S: Yes. My Planet Cruncher, destroyer of the worlds, always hungry.

S: You human! You will be his next meal.

M.B.: The only course I have on the menu is a fried obliteration with cream de la kill.

PLanet Cruncher Boss

C.N.: Great job, Max!

S: My cruncher! For that I shall destroy you, human!

M.B.: Can't wait to see you trying.

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S: Foward minions! Human must die!

M.B.: Yeah. Just keep them coming.

Alien Horde

S: *Muwahaha!*

C.N.: He's giving me creeps...

M.B.: Don't worry, Sir. I will blast every last one of them.

Alien Horde

C.N.: Max, we have a problem.

M.B.: Aside from fullscale alien invasion?

C.N.: Something is surgically eliminating our key units. Battlestars, heavy cruisers, motherships and command vessels.

C.N.: Without these assets, we are unable to mobalize our forces.

M.B.: What can I do to help, Sir?

C.N.: Just please stay alive. You are our hero now. We can't afford to lose you.

Alien Horde

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Alien Horde

C.N.: Max! We have found out what is dealing those surgical blows against our command units.

C.N.: It is a pair of extremely fast flying saucers. I'm sending you their coordinates.

M.B.: Thanks. Looking foawrd to deal a little surgical blow myself.

Alien Horde

S: So you have finally found my faithful hunters.

M.B.: Hunters? I've just come to smash some saucers.

S: Hunters! Hunt that human down!

Hunters Bosses

M.B.: No more crop circles for these guys.

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S: You can not win, humans!!!

M.B.: Sut up, and hurl down more losers. Loser.

Alien Horde

C.N.: Be careful, Max. I've got a memo that aliens are detonating those huge mining asteroids.

C.N.: They want to use cosmic debris as a kinetic weapon against human worlds. You have to stop them.

Orange Asteroid Field

Alien Horde

Orange Asteroid Field

Alien Horde

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C.N.: Our readings show an unusual hostile activity around an unknown little planet just a few clicks away from your sector.

C.N.: It is more than probable that they want to use it as a kinetic ram against our defenses.

M.B.: I'll investigate.

Alien Horde

Red Asteroid Field

S: Don't come any closer human!

M.B.: Or what? You're gonna throw more rocks at me?

S: Yes.

M.B.: *Sigh*

Red Asteroid Field

M.B.: Closing in on the uncharted planet.

S: It's no planet, you fools!

S: It is my mighty battlestar **The Supervisor**

S: Behold! For the Supervisor is your doom!

Supervisor Boss

S: No! That is impossible!

M.B.: You just can't believe your own eye, right?

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C.N.: Max, it seems that the destruction of the Supervisor did more than we expected.

C.N.: Supervisor's primary function was to scramble our scanners.

C.N.: That's how they managed to launch their invasion from concealment.

C.N.: Now we can scan enemy movements and anticipate their attacks.

M.B.: Good. So what's their next move?

C.N.: Um... They have dispached a massive crucade, and it's heading your way.

M.B.: The more, the merrier.

Alien Horde

M.B.: Hey Creep, tell me, why do you aliens fly in such awkward formations?

M.B.: Did your pilots go to ballet school?

S: ...

S: I hate you.

Alien Horde

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S: Insert coin

S: Insert coin

S: Insert coin

C.N.: Don't listen to him, Max. He's just trying the same old tricks he did in the past.

Alien Horde

C.N.: Max! I have a good news.

C.N.: We've found out how the aliens keep their sheer numbers under control.

C.N.: They are using telepathic creatures to command and coordinate attacks.

C.N.: Eliminating those three telpaths... would be just like blasting their headquarters!

M.B.: Literally.

Alien Horde

S: You've decided to attack my commanders.

S: Their psychic powers exceed your imagination human.

S: Prepare to be Assimilated!

M.B.: Ass... what? Prepare to be blasted back to 8-bits, freak.

Psychic Commanders Bosses

C.N.: What an abomination!

M.B.: Yeah. That squelching sound was the worst part of it.

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S: You don't understand human. In the universe, there is not enough space for both of us.

M.B.: Maybe you should find some parallel universe then.

M.B.: You know what? Don't bother, I'll send you to one soon.

Alien Horde

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C.N: Max, you are entering the sector where aliens breed their spawns.

S: My swarms! Hold, human!

S: Do not destroy my swarms.

M.B.: Only if you say a big loud *please*.

S: ...

M.B.: Too bad.

Alien Horde

M.B.: First swarm destroyed.

Alien Horde

M.B.: Green swarm destroyed.

S: Do not destroy my red swarm!

S: ...

S: ...Please...

M.B.: Too late.

Alien Horde

S: I have tolerated you for too long, human.

S: Now I shall end you!

S: Say your last words, human!

M.B.: *Die alien* *I have come to destroy you!*

Supercreep Boss~