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The colossal hulk of the Legacy (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=65135&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0) approached the Sol system, seeming to literally appear out of nowhere as the sheathe of anti-matter dropped away. It slowed down, and was immediately overtaken by the aftereffects of its Alcubierre warp system; energy at every wavelength of the spectrum scattered throughout the area, blasting information and pattern disturbances directly towards the Sun.

As they went before it, the forerunners to a storm, the leading edge of a ripple, it coasted smoothly and quickly past the boundaries of Pluto's orbit.


http://thetechnozone.com/BennettArts/pics/SpaceshipGallery/Mothership-sample.JPG

Sensors on the Takian outpost on earth detected the slight rumble of the massive ship, sending the takian military on duty into a flurry of action. Admiral Makoto peered over the avalance of sensor readings before him, and shook his head, what ever it was, was massive. . . at least the size of a Takian Dreadnaught, if not larger.

"Sir. . . orders?" a mousy communcations officer asked timidly, Makoto looked over him for a moment before replying.

"Contact Admiral Yuugi and his fleet, have them prepare to intercept if its hostile, then, open coms with it, and pray to whatever gods may be that it isn't. . . "

He looked over the reports again and shivered, what few ships they had in orbit couldn't hope to stop it, and with most of the fleet recalled for repairs, if it turned hostile it would take a hell of a lot more than they had to stop it.

"Sir, ready to broadcast" the com officer said, handing him a mic. he took it and cleared his throat, spreaking into the cominications device.

"attention unidentified craft. . . this is Admiral Makoto of the Takian trade colony on earth. . . please come in. . . I repeat. . . unidentified craft. . . this is Admiral Makoto of the Takian trade colony on earth. . . please come in."

he waited for some signal that his hailing had been heard.

<Mark, due to alliances>

just wondering WV...are you still in the Dominion? Is it still alive after I left?

Aboard the HMS Warlock, a heavy cruiser commanding an escort detachment returning to the Empire, Commodore Godrick Ogden sits in the command chair. He reviews the hail call from Admiral Yuugi once again. He muses over the situation, then Captain Darnay approaches.
"Commodore, our long range scout fighters have achieved visual confirmation of the unidentified ship. The HMS Lion's Claw wishes to know if you want additional fighters relocated."
"Inform the Lion Claw that I want three more fighters redirected to monitor this new ship. Tell the fighters currently observing to try a hail call."
"Yes, Commodore."
Ogden moves out of his chair and walks to the end of the command catawalk. He looks out over his force, the HMS Lion's Claw cruises near by. It and the Warlock sit near the core of the formation. On the outskirts are three light cruisers, a frigate, and a trio of destroyers. But he looks to the heart of his formation, at the flotilla of troop transports bound back to the Empire. He turns back to his bridge crew.
"Shields up, bring weapons to yellow stand by. I want our fighters ready to scramble. Finally, tell the destroyers to begin dedicated sensor tracking of the unidentified ship."

******

Meanwhile, the Longshard-interceptor flight leader receives the command from the Warlock. He opens and all commms bulletin channel.
"Unidentified ship, this is His Majesty's Star Armada of the Empire of Valinon. We formally request you stay your purpose and intentions in the Pluto planetary system. The sphere of space you are currently in blocks a major trade route to the Empire and we wish to know why you are trying to interept interstellar trade lines."

just wondering WV...are you still in the Dominion? Is it still alive after I left?

As stated, I am in the Dominion until The Silver Turtle or Nod disband it.

"attention unidentified craft. . . this is Admiral Makoto of the Takian trade colony on earth. . . please come in. . . I repeat. . . unidentified craft. . . this is Admiral Makoto of the Takian trade colony on earth. . . please come in."

The transmission returned, borne on a pulsed beam of light.

http://www.angelfire.com/creep/fyad/rhion.jpg

"This is the Legacy receiving. What do you want?"

"Unidentified ship, this is His Majesty's Star Armada of the Empire of Valinon. We formally request you stay your purpose and intentions in the Pluto planetary system. The sphere of space you are currently in blocks a major trade route to the Empire and we wish to know why you are trying to interept interstellar trade lines."

"This is the Legacy. My purpose and intentions are my business. I could care less about interstellar trade lines."

However, perhaps it was some consolation that the ship did not appear to be staying on Pluto's orbit, rather it was merely travelling through it towards earth. Fortunate, really. Although the ship did not use gravimetric technology, its mass was enough to cause slight gravimetric effects like the warping of light around it.


OOC:

Just as a quick OOC note, people interacting with it would be well suited to at least skim the thread its from, even if they don't want to read it.

Admiral Makoto bristled at the tone from across the line, but retained his temper, knowing far too well how distorted emotions could become over the vastness of space.

"Legacy, please identify your course, your nation of origin, and your intentions. The Principality of Taka has a small colony should you need repairs, fuel, landing zones, or trade with earth"

He closed the line and awaited the reply, more data being handed to him by tech officers on duty.

"Holy mother of god. . ." he muttered under his breath "Its larger than our dreadnaughts. . . " He shook his head at the reports, jumping as the radio crackled to life.

"Admiral Makoto" a familure voice hailed, "this is Admiral Yuugi with the expeditionary fleet Achilles, our ally Valinon has reported contact with the ship. . ."

"Admiral, are they friendly or hostile?"

"well sir, they haven't fired on us yet, and they haven't aren't changing course to attack us, odds are good they have a local disturbance to quell or some other neutral reason for being in the sector."

"excelent, keep me posted, with any luck we can make an alliance with its nation of orrigin, or at the very least, work a trade agreement out."

He turned to the com officer.

"let the high prince know of the situation as it unfolds, and for god's sake. . . don't let him get any itchy trigger fingers, last thing we need is an intergalactic war because he wanted to pretend he was god."

Makoto turned back to the coms device before him, awaiting a reply.

DA Mars colony, local representative of the associates, Wilhelm Leibniz:

"So... yet another alian ship arriving here? Damn, is the galaxy falling apart that all this refugees arrive here?"
"Sir?"
"Oh, forget it... just ignore it, for now, we have enough business at our hands."
"Ummm... ok..."
"And btw, when do the jupiter miners arrive?"
"Ummm... two hours."
"Good. We need helium."

"Commodore, the ship has been identified as the Legacy. However, it is now setting in a course that if continued will take her to Earth."
"Alert Vice Admiral Carpathia. Our fleet remaining in Earth orbit must know of this."
"Yes, Commodore."
"Finally, order the HMS Dale to shadow the Legacy at a reasonable distance. I want regular reports on every hour."
"Yes, Commodore."

A fleet of five Xanthalian Dreadnaughts have been moved to the Sol system to monitor this vessel. We have ordered our Earth colonsts to stand by to evacuate the planet.

The Fleetworlds have moved 6 Hyperion Crusiers and a Presidential class Battleship to monitor the Legacy ship

"What the hell is it?" said Captain Vell'Knall
"Probes say that it looks like a generational starship scans also say that no threats are detected we might as well go home sir" said the ensign
"No we'll stay with it dispatch a flight of Ja'Jatok fighters tell them to shadow it only and scan the transmission frequencys"

Admiral Makoto watched as other warships dropped out of hyperspace to monitor the incoming Legacy. he was not thrilled that this was quickly becoming a joint venture, however, was very pleased to see that no one had done anything rash as of yet.

"Coms, send what data we have to ships entering the system, get me a comunications uplink with the Xanthalian flagship, as well as the Fleetworlds ship, las thing we need is for this to turn nasty if it doesn't have to."

*********

High in upper orbit, the Takian taskforce scanned the incoming ships, Yuugi upon the battleship Dauntless, looked on in stoic silence, with but one battleship, a carrier, ten cruisers and ten light cruisers along with escort, he was glad for any assistace should it come for a fight. Still, orders had not been received to open fire, nor to engage it by any means, so the weapons sat cold in thier pods, while all power was set on scanners, tracking its movents and awaiting its reply.

The ensign smiled as data appeared on his console

"Taka sends its greetings and wishes to share data on the ship sir" said the ensign
"Thats nice" said Captain Kar'Knell flatly

meanwhile a further five hyperions jumped in drawn by curiosity

Aboard XIA-92:

Ensign: "Sir, The Takan flagship is attempting to contact us."

Captan: "Put them through."

Communications uplink
Audio/Visual two-way signal
XIA-92/Takan vessel
-------------------------------------------
The captain stands and makes a short bow, smiling pleasantly. "Greetings. I am captain Dorrel. How may I assist you?"

"By the Ancestors thats big!" said Van'Tervan squadron leader

the fighters crusied in and shadowed the Legacy taking scans and recon so that they could return to the fleet later

meanwhile 4 more Hyperions dropped in the captain of the Akira was worried if any one though this would be taken a bit suspiciously

The Hyperions formed into various squadrons

I now have in the area

1 Presidential Battlecrusier
14 Hyperion Crusiers

A single Xanthalian cargo vessel enters orbit over the Xanthalian Earth colony, prepared to transport the inhabitants aboard and run for it at the first sign of danger.

A lonely Taraskovyan heavy cruiser was making its way through the depthness of space.
All was calm on the commanding deck. The captain of the ship was drinking his coffee in his private chambers.
The officers in the Control Room were watching over their displays. A huge holographic display in the middile of the room was showing the position of the ship, the routes mostly used by civil ships, all sort of data and such.
All was calm and peacefull.
The pilots of the fighters were relaxing, the NGF SODAT were checking their armor, the rest of the NGF Mobile Troopers were tending to their routine activities.

The captain put his cup down, took his book up and began reading, when suddenly the voice of the ship's BSI resonated in his chamber.

- Commander! Sensors detected large amount of ships straight on course. Repeat - large groupement of unindentified ships straight ahead.
Commander, you are required at the Control Room.


- What is it again? - the Captain thought and reluctantly abandoned the comfort of his apartments to report to the Control Room.

And the Control Room lost its quieteness. The sensors were all picking up more and more ships as the TSS "Archangel Piotr" made its way through space.
The entire ship was brought into full battle readyness. The NGF SODAT's all entered their armor, some of the NGF MT reported to their launching bays, where abordage ships were already prepared, the rest of the MT's reported to combat stations throughout the ship.

- Alert level orange! All technical personel report to duty station.
All combat personel report to your commanding officer and proceed with given directives.

The voice of the BSI was soft and gentle, but nothing more irritating for a trooper than to speed in an interior transport device through the ship hearing that he was to attend to his duties. The troopers were ALWAYS attending to their duties, unlike the fleet personel.
The pilots were getting into their fighters in the fighter launching bays and awaiting further orders.
Already patrols around the cruiser were increased.

Back in the control room, the Captain was analyzing the situation. Already the battle groups have been id'ed.

- So to resume. We have Valinon, Taka, Fleetworlds and Xanthal.

- Yes, sire, you are fully correct.

- Judging by their vectors, they are not really together and they seem to be trailing something...

- Yes sire, we have id'ed an unknown ship over there... that is... uhm...
HUGE!

- Interesting... proceed with directives...

The captain thought it all over. "Very interesting...".
The lonely Cruiser was keeping a "no-danger" distance from other ships, outside of weapons range...

"Sir look" said the Ensign

A single Reaper ship jumped in the space around it rippled and distorted it sat their motionless

"Is it painting us with a lock? enisign" said the Captain

"No sir its just sat there" replied the ensign


OOC (reapers are mortal enemies of the Fleetworlds I rp both races)

The Reaper ship leapt to life and surged screaming towards the legacy ship it locked on its weapons and started firing

"lock on and fire at that Reaper before all hell breaks loose" Screamed the captain


The Hyperion squadron 4 of them turned to lock on but ships of other races were in the way

"Thats a negative sir we cant lock on" replied the ensign
"Well I hope somebody bloody shoots it down" he replied

Aboard XIA-92:

Ensign: "More ships arriving, known and unknown confiurations."

Captain Dorrel: "This is going to be a mess if a battle starts. We don't even know who half these ships belong to. Assess the intentions of all ships present. I want to know who to aim our guns at."

Message to all vessels present:
----------------------------------------
This is The Xanthalian Imperial Armada starship XIA-92. All vessels please state your intentions.

"This is captain Kem'Knall we have a situation everybody aim at the Reaper vessel shoot it down before all hell breaks loose" Said the Captain over the open Comms

"Launch fighters tell them to use havoc missiles" he added

"Wings 1-2-3 launch now scramble" yelled the ensign


outside swarms of Ja'Jatok fighters left the bays to intercept the Reaper vessel

The Reaper vessel pivoted and shot at them they broke and fired off every havoc they had

the missiles flew all over the place as the Reaper Vessel looped and weaved through the barrage laser cannon shots rained in like little lights as the fighters mercilessly persued it

The colossal hulk of the Legacy approached the Sol system, seeming to literally appear out of nowhere as the sheathe of anti-matter dropped away. It slowed down, and was immediately overtaken by the aftereffects of its Alcubierre warp system; energy at every wavelength of the spectrum scattered throughout the area, blasting information and pattern disturbances directly towards the Sun.

OOC: Alcubierre warp drives use negative matter, not antimatter. From which direction is this ship coming?

Pluto inwards toward Earth I presume

"I think Ive got it locked on fox 1 fire free" yelled a pilot
A single havoc missile flew from the wing and slammed into the Havoc it disintigrated in a fireball on the bridge of the Akira the captain breathed a sigh of relief

"By the Ancestors that was close" he said
"Recall all fighters" he added

Is anyone still Rping this

#I'm at school here, I can't be on constantly.#

The Xanthalian Dreadnaughts make no aggressive moves toward any of the vessels, but hail the Fleetworlds vessel to request information.
"This is XIA-92 to the Fleetworlds flagship. Would you mind explaining what's going on here? We're kind of in the dark."

"what is it second officer?"
"i don't know sir, it's big though,"
"move our bird of prey in for a closer look"

(OOC: between classes right now so on and off)

Admiral Makoto stood before the screen to the Xanthalian armada.

"This is Admiral Makoto of the Colony Taka II on earth, our ships are in orbit around earth under orders to do whatever it takes to defend our colony, we don't know wether its a threat or not, though with the activity our sensors are picking up from it, its a damned fine bet that something is going on up there. We are here to assist that ship if we may, avoid it if we can, and intercept it if we need to. we have had contact with it, and it seems more or less harmless to nuetral countries."

as the firing begins an officer approaches sharply, handing the admiral a brief. . . he reads it for a moment before barking an order off camera. He views back.

"A new development has come to our attention, however we will continue to monitor from here wit hthe majority of our forces."

******

Admiral Yuugi was preparing for his battle long before the message came though, at his order, the fold drives were engaged, and the carrier, the battleship and two cruisers with destroyner compliment tucked under its bulk vanished from thier possition, reapareaing nearly instataniously around Pluto. Large quantites of steam rose from the cooling ports, being dropped into deep space, creating an almost angelic shroud around the ships as they appeared, fighters already scrambling like angry hornets to assess the situation.

Taka: "Acknowledged Admiral. We will remain in the area to see to our intrests. We will not fire on any vessel that does not pose an immediate threat to our Earth colony."

The colossal hulk of the Legacy approached the Sol system, seeming to literally appear out of nowhere as the sheathe of anti-matter dropped away. It slowed down, and was immediately overtaken by the aftereffects of its Alcubierre warp system; energy at every wavelength of the spectrum scattered throughout the area, blasting information and pattern disturbances directly towards the Sun.

OOC: Alcubierre warp drives use negative matter, not antimatter. From which direction is this ship coming?

OOC:

The anti-matter sheathe is not related to the exotic matter bubble. It serves a different function - anything the exotic matter bubble is driven through that happens to puncture through it would be very destructive, the anti-matter sheathe is the equivalent to modern-day ERA armour.

It's coming from the direction of Sagittarius*

- Sire, we detect combat activities...
Any orders?

- Toss it over on the holoprojector!

- Yes, sire!

The holoprojectod blinked and several lines appeared near the signs, demonstrating the present ships. These lines were showing the calculated attack vectors and direction of missiles...

- Do not intervene, keep monitoring the situation and increase fighter patrols around the ship...

"I wonder what will come out of this", - the Captain thought to himself...

The Legacy seemingly does not even register the effects of the shots Reaver. It does not even deign to return fire.

Transmission to Taka: "Thank you for your offer. I will consider it."

Transmission to all local vessels: "This is the Legacy. The next ship that fires upon me will be summarily dealt with. My business is not yours, and I'm not here to be threatened."

http://www.angelfire.com/creep/fyad/rhion.jpg

OOC:

Firstly, a quick OOC note to anyone who's trying to strafe the Legacy and forgot this from the thread.

It exudes an electromagnetic effect which - essentially - generates fear. A human military person can just about bottle the fear off, but would suffer slight reaction penalties. The same person could pop an endorphin pill and pretty much disregard the fear. However, any AIs or SIs or other created intelligences suffer the effect of the fear as total terror and an unstoppable desire to flee, because it's not something they have to deal with or have any protocols to deal with. The exception would be one of those nice complete neural-net replica AIs that copy humans so exactly they already suffer fear and know how to deal with it.

Secondly, IRL I am not a starship captain, and I occasionally go to this thing where I do a job and get paid for it at the end of the day, hence I don't post 24/7, for those that were wondering.

The Xanthalian Dreadnaughts spread out to monitor the entire area.

OOC: Xanthalian AIs are incapable of feeling any emotion whatsoever

Admiral Makoto relaxed slightly, still, several shuttles that had been packed with essential equipment idled, preparing for the evacuation signal. Makoto ordered his men to unload them, and ordered the starships in the vicinity of the Legacy to stand down.

********

Admiral Yuugi snarled at the orders, contempt clear in his voice as he barked a disengaging order. not eager to fold back so soon less they damage the drivers, he simply ordered sublight engins brough online, they would cruise for several days while waiting for the fold genorators to cool, keeping an eye on all ships in the vicinity to assure no one did anything stupid.

The five Xanthalian dreadnaughts fire several phaser blasts at each other before returning to formation.

OOC: Xanthalian AIs are incapable of feeling any emotion whatsoever

OOC:

ANY AI are incapable of feeling any emotion.

But that doesn't matter.

Any AI, or whatever, WILL fear the Legacy if it uses its "capabilities"!

Xanthal, have you even read the Legacy thread (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=65135&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0)?

OOC: Xanthalian AIs are incapable of feeling any emotion whatsoever

Which is why when the electromagnetic field touches their "nervous system" they are so vulnerable.

OOC:

The anti-matter sheathe is not related to the exotic matter bubble. It serves a different function - anything the exotic matter bubble is driven through that happens to puncture through it would be very destructive, the anti-matter sheathe is the equivalent to modern-day ERA armour.

Aha. I see. Sorry for the misunderstanding.

It's coming from the direction of Sagittarius*
(Well, in that case....)

PLUTO/CHARON:: Unscheduled warp detected, 15deg south 2h radial. Object does not match silhouttes of known vessels with Alcubierre warp technology. Conjecture- Gurlanai assault? Negative. Object moving away. Will attempt contact.

A Shadowcraft launched from the Charon shipyards, accelerating towards the large vessel.

Attention unidentified vessel. Please identify your affiliations and place of origin. Your method of entry into this system has previously been observed only in the use of our enemies and allies. It is necessary that we confirm that you are the latter, and not a threat.

Nervous system? What the heck are you talking about? They are intelligant, not human!

"Commodore, several ships have intiated attack runs against the Legacy. They all seem to have been unsuccessful."
"Idiots," Ogden mutters. "Has Vice Admiral Carpathia been alerted?"
"Yes, sir. The Vice Admiral is raising security levels and recon patrols for our Earth orbitals."
"Good. I want the troop ships to return to the Empire at once. Keep the rest of the task force here. Helm, set us on a course to intercept the Dale and begin to follow the Legacy once our transports make the jump."
"Yes, Commodore."
The comm officer approaches, "Sir, we have been hailed by the Xanthal ships. They wish us to state our intentions."
"Ignore it, this is interstellar space and we are not moving on an intercept vector."
"Yes, Commodore."

******

Fifteen minutes later, the convoy of troop ships enter jump-space to return back the Empire. The task force under Ogden begins to move under full power to rendezvous with the destroyer HMS Dale, currently shadowing the Legacy.

Nervous system? What the heck are you talking about? They are intelligant, not human!

xanthal, read the Legacy thread. it doesn't matter if the AI was designed to exhibit emotions or not, it WILL feel intense terror in proximity to the Legacy, or an overwhelming necessity to get away from the ship, the closest approximation to which is fear. if you threw a windows XP computer towards the Legacy, the OS would crash and refuse to reboot until it was far away from it again...ok, bad example.... the point is that your AIs will be afraid as they approach. and if they're not designed to exhibit emotions, they'll be even more suceptible, because they have no defense against it.

Transmission to Snel:

"This is the Legacy. Whilst I'm getting somewhat tired of fielding fifty identification demands within the last hour, I am happy to tell you that I didn't come here to attempt to destroy you. Thanks."

<Transmission ends, but restarts after ten seconds>

"Perhaps I was a little terse. Apologies. I'd be very grateful if you could send data on any other races or people you know that use our FTL technology."

Rhion was certainly doing his best to sound grateful. He was actually somewhat annoyed that he hadn't felt quite justified in opening fire on anyone yet; niggling pangs of conscience beset him whenever he considered it, accompanied by the soundless images of Gift ships crumpling like paper assailed by a flaming sword.

Other races with Alcubierre warps? I wonder ... if they are remnants of those who made this?



OOC:

Nervous system? What the heck are you talking about? They are intelligant, not human!

Since you know so much about computer systems, I'll rephrase it.

BEGIN
10 IF subject=intelligent THEN GOTO 30
20 IF subject=non-intelligent THEN GOTO 40
30 subject:=terrified
40 subject:=not terrified
END

Ultimately, if something has conscious thought processes, the Legacy induces fear. That simple. If they're not true AIs, they're not properly scared. If they're MS Windows for Workgroups 3.11, they're mildly perturbed and oh is that DOS SHELL?

Since you know so much about computer systems, I'll rephrase it.

BEGIN
10 IF subject=intelligent THEN GOTO 30
20 IF subject=non-intelligent THEN GOTO 40
30 subject:=terrified
40 subject:=not terrified
END

Ultimately, if something has conscious thought processes, the Legacy induces fear. That simple. If they're not true AIs, they're not properly scared. If they're MS Windows for Workgroups 3.11, they're mildly perturbed and oh is that DOS SHELL?

OOC
Not a good example :)
10 if Subject=intelligent, goto 30
30 subject:=terrified
next line runs
40 subject:=not terrified

so no matter if a or b is true, subject:= not terrified :)

better
IF (subject==intelligent) {subject.status=terrified;}
IF (subject!=intelligent) {subject.status=not_terrified;}

Transmission to Snel:

"This is the Legacy. Whilst I'm getting somewhat tired of fielding fifty identification demands within the last hour, I am happy to tell you that I didn't come here to attempt to destroy you. Thanks."

<Transmission ends, but restarts after ten seconds>

"Perhaps I was a little terse. Apologies. I'd be very grateful if you could send data on any other races or people you know that use our FTL technology."

"Very good. Continue. Other known users of Alcubierre warp technology include ourselves, the Human nation of Eniqcir, and the Gurlanai Imperium."

#Intelligent or not, the theory behind your technology makes no sense. If something cannot feel emotion, then it cannot feel fear by definition. I would understand if it was a virus, because that could in theory corrupt programs to the extent where an AI would act "afraid" (even though it's not really fear, just a programming error), but a simple field cannot alter the fundamental principles of an engineered design. Think me stupid if you wish, but I will ignore this tech.#

Gurlanai? Not heard of those before. Presumably the 'hostile' race which these Snel speak of. And Eve is currently unreachable, presumably merged with the assembler. But, the longer I wait, the longer it is until I can get revenge on ... no. This is more important. Any sign of those who could have built the Legacy must be investigated. I have all the time I need ...

Transmission to the Snel: "I am willing to trade for more detailed information upon those listed, prioritised as Gurlanai, yourselves, Eniqcir."

There was a brief silence, as Rhion made an attempt to swallow his pride, and failed. "I will bring the Legacy around and set a vector that will bring it closer to Charon."

The colossal bulk of the ship seemingly stopped dead in space, going from a high c-fractional speed to a dead standstill - a process seemingly achieved via bursts of anti-matter jets being collided with matter in front of it, producing a shockwave exactly enough to reduce the velocity of the Legacy to zero. Despite the inevitable pressure of the back of the ship moving into the front, which should have been enough to split it ... it was unharmed. The abrupt stop did, however, present a problem for every single ship trailing behind it, as they were given the barest whisker of a time scale to take evasive action, stop, or collide.

The Legacy then turned, pivoting around its dead centre, until it was facing Charon.


OOC:

#Intelligent or not, the theory behind your technology makes no sense. If something cannot feel emotion, then it cannot feel fear by definition. I would understand if it was a virus, because that could in theory corrupt programs to the extent where an AI would act "afraid" (even though it's not really fear, just a programming error), but a simple field cannot alter the fundamental principles of an engineered design. Think me stupid if you wish, but I will ignore this tech.#

Consider it electromagnetic induction and creation of endless loops that promote inactivity and Div0 errors that manifest in the same way terror would, if you want. It's all in the original story. Either way, it happens if you go near it. If you choose to ignore it, it may be best just leave the thread. ^_^

- Sire, latest devellopement! The ship that has been id'ed as Legacy, judging by transmissions going forth and from the ship, has set vector to Charon...

- Good. Any scan on weapons systems?

- Scan data is quite... low... we are a bit far for maximum effectiveness, but with the current estimates... It has enough firepower to wipe entire fleets out...

- Not good... - the Captain looked on the holoprojection...
What is our state?

- We are keeping comms silence with the rest of the ships present in the sector. We only listen and analyze. All other ships have not tried to establish contact with us, it would seem that we are either undetected, either they are too busy with the Legacy...

- Keep monitoring and transfer data to the Fleet. Highely coded, as usual.

- Yes, sire!

The Captain continued to watch on the holoprojection of the sector, with the positions of all of the ships present in the area...

OOC:
Just a thing, I have read the Legacy thread, so I know what the ship is capable of.
But, I think that ICly - my military doesn't know anything about it yet, so my ship monitors at a safe distance...

"Somethings happening out there captain!" yelled the Ensign
"Why are they attacking!" said the captain puzzled

Consider it electromagnetic induction and creation of endless loops that promote inactivity and Div0 errors that manifest in the same way terror would, if you want. It's all in the original story. Either way, it happens if you go near it. If you choose to ignore it, it may be best just leave the thread. ^_^
There may be a way to resolve the dispute without me withdrawing. How far around the ship does this field extend?

Aboard XIA-92:

Captain Dorrel: "What's the situation out there, Banks?"

Lieutenant Banks: "There's a lot of posing going on, and minimal exchange of fire between a couple of ships, one ship has been destroyed. None of the vessels are making hostile moves at Earth yet."

Captain Dorrel: "That's good. I'm very concerned about this Legacy though. That thing is a definate security risk to this sector, and it hasn't been informing anyone of it's business here. Can we identify it's nation of origin?"

Lieutenant Banks: "Negative Sir, ship is of unknown configuration."

Ensign Lund: "Sir, it's getting awfully crowded out here. It's becoming difficult to maneuver. If a fight starts we'll be sitting ducks."

Captain Dorrel: "I don't like this. Ensign, move us and our wingmen outside the gathering, give us some room. .001 SL."

Ensign Lund: "Aye Sir."

Captain Dorrel: "I'm uncomfortable with all these unknown ships around us. Bring us to red alert."

Lieutenant Banks: "Red alert, aye."


The five Xanthalian ships begin moving to the trailing edge of the gathering of ships. As they are doing so, their weapons and shields can be read going to full power.

"Sir we have detected several ships upgrading their status to red Alert" said the ensign
"Ok then take us out we dont want to be caught in the middle of a firefight" replied the captain

the Fleetworlds recon fleet turned and jumped out

Several markings on the holoprojector suddenly began maneuvering.
The captain turned to the Detector officer.

- Lieutenant, report on the situation - what the hell is that?

- Sire, seems as if the ships of Xanthalian configuration are changing position to the edge of the area occupied by the battle groups...

- Distance to us?

- "No-danger" one, out of weapons reach both for them and for us.

- Nephara, what is the alert level?

The Captain spoke aloud, adressing the BSI.
Immediately, the full status on the ship followed.

- Commander, alert level orange. All fighter units on full alerts, all pilots have taken place in their craft and are awaiting orders.
Patrols around the ship have increased by 250%.
The combat personel is on stand by:
The NGF SODAT are full battle ready, the aboardage NGF MT have taken position in the abordage craft and are awaiting signal.
The defence NGF MT have taken position throughout the ship.
Ships weapons systems on alert and ready to fire.
Any orders commander?

- No, Nephara, proceed with current directives.

- Surely, commander.

The Captain turned towards the flight team(=pilots).

- Keep the ship out of possible hostile threat but within scanning and detector range.

- Yes, sire!

"what the hell is going on up there. . ." Admiral Makoto wondered aloud, as several of the ships imedialtlychanged headings. "are they planning on starting a war? Coms, get our remaining fleet into defencive formation protecting our fold point, prepare to call in the rest of the fleet. . . if its a war they want, I'll be happy to comply."

The order was relayed, but Admiral Makoto worried, why the sudden change, did they intend an ambush. . . he was taking no chances, and as the orders were being relayed, he added anouther.

"Divert all power to sheilds, we don't want to be bloodied should they strike first, and get on the com with Xanthia's armada and find out what the hell he's doing."

his thoughts raced, Yuugi and several of his ships were still in deep space, and couldn't fold in safely for at least a day more, if an ambush were planed, Makoto prayed that the powers involved would be of sane enough mind to check their fire.

Aboard XIA-92:

Lt. Commander Thomas: "All hands are at battlestations, slipfighters manned and ready. It looks like some of those ships out there are interpreting our move as hostile, several have upgraded defense alerts."

Captain Dorrel: "Well, let's hope that they aren't too rash."

Lt. Commander Thomas: "The Takan flagship is trying to contact us again."

Captain Dorrel: "Open a channel. Lieutenant Banks, keep an eye on those ships out there. Figure out who's on our side. We can only see to the protection of our Earth colony if we know who's threatening it."

Communications opened
Takan vessel/XIA-92
-----------------------------------------------------------------
"This is Captain Dorrel. Hello again Admiral, what can I do for you?"

Transmission to the Snel: "I am willing to trade for more detailed information upon those listed, prioritised as Gurlanai, yourselves, Eniqcir."

There was a brief silence, as Rhion made an attempt to swallow his pride, and failed. "I will bring the Legacy around and set a vector that will bring it closer to Charon."

"Seekers of knowledge cannot be malevolent. You are cleared to approach."

The tiny Shadowcraft slowed, spun in place, and began accelerating back towards Charon on EK drive.

As Legacy approached the Pluto/Charon double-planet, laser transmission began beaming from Charon's surface.

Race: Gurlanai
Origin: Unknown.
Major known installations: Quaoar, Sol; Varuna?, Sol; Korlon, Lucidare; Iv, Evad;
Notable Technologies: Alcubierre warp drives, ZPE energy collectors, Autoevolution systems, electrokinetic reactionless engines, interstellar ramjets, isomer bombs, magnetic relativistic mass acceleration units.

Race: Snel
Origin: Korlon, Lucidare.
Major installations: Pluto/Charon, Sol; Ganymede, Sol; Worldring, Sol; Mars, Sol. Dyson Ring, A-C, PSR 1257+12;
Notable Technologies: Alcubierre warp drives, Autoevolution systems, electrokinetic reactionless engines, microelectromechanical systems, Hutchison Point Diverters....

"Captain, this is Makoto, what is going on up there, we are detecting your ships changing vectors, as well as several others not under your control rerouting power. . . I hope you guys aren't looking to start any trouble"

Communications uplink
Takan vessel/XIA-92
-----------------------------------------------------------------
"Of course not admiral, we are simply taking precautions for our safety. We cannot afford to be cought in a mass of ships if a battle starts; Dreadnaught class ships are very maneuverable, and I intend to be able to use that maneuverability if this encounter turns violent. Still, our earlier statement stands. We will not be the ones to fire first. As for the other ships, we have not communicated with them. I assume that their change in status is in reaction to our manuevering."

"Ah, thank you for clearing that up. . . we were getting a little worried about becoming collatoral damage. . . but, for furture refference, might want to let us know before hand, some admirals have itchy trigger fingers when it comes to mobilization of troops and armadas. Makoto, Out"

He breathed a sigh of relife, before turning back to the logistical reports piling up on his dest.

Aboard XIA-92:

Captain Dorrel: "Anyone who's startled into firing by a harmless maneuver like that isn't fit to command a starship, don't you think?"

Lt. Commander Thomas: "Completely agreed Sir."

Captain Dorrel: "Alright, we can't afford to put those colonists at risk. Order XCS-08 to beam the colonists aboard and leave the system. They can be returned to the planet when this is over."

Lt. Commander Thomas: "Aye Sir. The cargo vessel is commencing beam out of the colonists now."

Ensign Lund: "Maneuver complete. We are in position at the trailing edge of the assembled ships."

Captain Dorrel: "Monitor the cargo vessel to be sure nothing happens to it. Instruct our wingmen to assume formation gamma."


The Xanthalian cargo vessel finishes the beam out of the Earth colonists and begins heading out of the system. The five Xanthalian Dreadnaught ships fall into a two-dimensional X formation and continue following the Legacy, trailing just behind the other assembled vessels.

Rhion read over the data sent with interest, thinking as he did so.

Gurlania - the ones hostile to the Snel. Zero point energy, Alcubierre warp drives, magnetic relativistic mass acceleration units ... isomer bombs. Nasty. Pretty sure the explosive effects of gamma rays wouldn't have an effect on me, but that's a very elegant - and reasonably clean - way to produce one hell of an explosion, gamma rays. And the Snel - the same again, plus nanobots and Hutchison Point Diverters. What the hell is that? The Hutchison effect is the bombardment of objects inside an electromagnetic cage with radio waves, I know that ... and Hutchison was to do with zero point energy ... but that implies use of zero point energy to be directly converted into weapons. However, nothing that seems to approach the level of the molecular reassembly net - then again, that could be because the Ark is set to destroy such things and their creators before they happen. Hmm ...

He then transmitted back to the Snel.

"Thank you for your data. If there is anything I can do to reciprocate, please do not hesitate to ask."

The Legacy approached Charon, accelerating as quickly as it had stopped, and moving to the closest point to Charon that was possible without affecting Charon's gravity adversely.


OOC:
Range on the fear effect is miniscule - 1,000km, a mere ten times the length of the Legacy itself.

OOC: Then it doesn't matter. The only ships that would get that close would be the slipfighters, and they have no AIs at all. They have computer systems, but they're tied in to and controlled by the neural impulses of the slip pilots. And though the pilots will feel the effects, their training will prevent notable impairment.

"Thank you for your data. If there is anything I can do to reciprocate, please do not hesitate to ask."

The Legacy approached Charon, accelerating as quickly as it had stopped, and moving to the closest point to Charon that was possible without affecting Charon's gravity adversely.

"Transferring to Master control...."

A series of irregular clicks, somewhere between mantis shrimp and dolphin, played over the channel, overlaid on what sounded like demented whalesong. It soon faded into the background as a Mondlango/Interlingua translation, obviously synthesized, began.

"Greetings. I am Sub-Coordinator of Civil Government of Clan Thishar, Master of the Charon Node. If you had never before heard our natural voice, you just did. Though that little... burst of information that the Node just gave you was not authorized, I have retroactively done so. We know nothing of your capabilities, and I am therefore unable to make an informed request of you. However, you may ask us anything you like. I, for one, am interested in your origins and purpose."

Hmm. How to gather data without showing that I'm not actually sure what he's talking about. Darn it, if only Eve was awake - but I know she isn't. Well ...

"Thank you, Sub-Coordinator. I was born in the nation of Whispering Voices - that's my origin. And my purpose is to head to Earth to ... meet someone."

Now ... ah. That's it.

"I would be grateful if you could transmit full details on your aforementioned technical capabilities. In return, I can transmit details of systems on the Legacy."

Rhion turned his attention to a small glyphed pad, and brought up information - the Alcubierre warp drive, the Legacy's gun systems - primary the banked rail guns, and her normal sensor capabilities. Left out were details on the hull ... and on the Ark.


OOC:
So what is a Hutchison Point Diverter? :p
The Legacy has many many many rail guns. One every ten metres squared of surface area, with some gaps here and there. Its dimensions are 100kmx2kmx5km. Making it a lot of railguns, although off hand I'm not up to the math.

[b]Aboard XIA-92:[/i]

Captain Dorrel: "This system is more trouble than it's worth. This is the third time we've had to evacuate our citizens from Earth because of a threat to their safety. And frankly, living on Earth is a constant safety hazard."

Ensign Lund: "I agree. The Sol system needs unified leadership of some kind. Otherwise the Earth-dwellers will just continue altrenating between fighting amongst themselves and fighting extraplanetary 'visitors'."

"Thank you, Sub-Coordinator. I was born in the nation of Whispering Voices - that's my origin. And my purpose is to head to Earth to ... meet someone."

Now ... ah. That's it.

"I would be grateful if you could transmit full details on your aforementioned technical capabilities. In return, I can transmit details of systems on the Legacy."

Rhion turned his attention to a small glyphed pad, and brought up information - the Alcubierre warp drive, the Legacy's gun systems - primary the banked rail guns, and her normal sensor capabilities. Left out were details on the hull ... and on the Ark.

"Thank you. We were unaware that that nation had such technological capabilities. Their files shall be updated. It seems unlikely to me that such a large vessel would be constructed solely to meet someone on Earth, but such things are not unheard of if your definitions are slightly fluid. Technological data transmitting now..."

[code:1:5f2bdea495]
Alcubierre warp drives-
range: infinite.
velocity: arbitrary
acceleration: arbitrary
g-force: negligible

Autoevolution systems-
High level genecraft
Living ships
Spaceborn ecologies
Memory upload and modification

Electrokinetic reactionless engines-
range: infinite
velocity: .5c
acceleration: .9m/s^2
g-force: 100% of acceleration

Microelectromechanical systems-
self-Replicators
biological repair systems
military grade nanophage

Hutchison Point Diverters-
controlled transmution: yes (no kick)
disruption: yes (no kick)
controlled velocity modification: yes (kick proportional to inertial mass of target)
optimal range: 25 meters
max range: 100 meters
power consumption: 400 - 4,000 watts at 110 volts, relative to distance and size of target.[/code:1:5f2bdea495]

OOC:
So what is a Hutchison Point Diverter? :p
'Tis a machine that makes use of the various manifestations of the Hutchison Effect (disruption, transmution, and velocity modification) for defensive purposes.

Open communications
XIA-92/Charon node
-----------------------------------
"This is Captain Dorrel of Xanthalian Imperial Armada Starship ninty-two. Our sensors show that you have established communications with the Legacy. Would you mind bringing us into the loop? We don't want any violence erupting today, and if we were better informed about the Legacy it would be a lot easier to resolve this peacefully."

Transmission to the Snel Race:

"Thank you for your data." Rhion briefly considered admitting that Whispering Voices had not constructed the Legacy but decided that, in the end, it was probably safer not to.

"And thank you for your frankness. Should you wish an ally at some point in the future, you have only to contact me and I will attempt to come to your aid."

However, it's now time to go and ... collect.

The craft began to turn around, to point once more towards Earth.

Transmission to the Snel Race:

"Thank you for your data." Rhion briefly considered admitting that Whispering Voices had not constructed the Legacy but decided that, in the end, it was probably safer not to.

"And thank you for your frankness. Should you wish an ally at some point in the future, you have only to contact me and I will attempt to come to your aid."

"Reciprocated. Fair journey."

Aboard XIA-92:

Lt. Commander Thomas: "The Charon node is not responding Sir."

Captain Dorrel: "Well, there's really not too much more we can do then. Let's head back to the Aellis system. Alert our outposts in the area that we're leaving."

Lt. Commander Thomas: "Aye Sir."


The five Xanthalian dreadnaughts turn and exit the area through a transdimensional rift.

VIS Phoenix to AsterKor Command Center, the ship known as
Legacy has entered The Sol System intentions unknown at this time,
please advise.

AsterKor to VIS Phoenix, we have her on long range sensors. Thanks
for the heads up Phoenix, rondevue with us at EQ, AsterKor Out.

As The Celestial Dragon drops back into normal space, with the cloak
on automatic, shields up, & the main guns ready to defend. She broadcasts this message on all frequencies, to make sure of reception by other Galactic Alliance members:

" Celestial Dragon to Legacy, This is Admiral Karrari of Kormanthorian
Star Command, a Member of the Galactic Alliance. We have picked up
your transmissions to The Imperial Fleet, what are your intentions in the
Sol System. We are but a small part of a huge fleet, that makes up the
Galactic Alliance Fleet. We can not allow you to do harm to our home,
Please do not force this issue.


((Our Super BattleCruiser is fully operational, she has been named:
" The Celestial Dragon " She is a 25 mile long ship built to resemble
a Huge Golden Dragon in Flight. Wings swept back as if in a power dive. Her main weapon is a laser similar to the one found on the second death star, powerful enough to totally destroy a planet, & is fired from her open
maul ( mouth ) Photon Torpedo's (100 times more powerful than quatum photon torpedos) can be fired from her eyes. She brissels with laser/phaser terrants all along the outter hull. Six rail guns ( three foreward/ three aft ) capable of doing serious to fatal damage to
capital ships finish up her arsonal. Her retractable legs & claws are designed to hold/crush/rend capital ships. She also has been fitted with
the most powerful shields known to NS technology, as well as our new ghost cloaking technology. This vessel was built for the defense of the Sol System against all agressors, and is also a ally of the Galactic Alliance.
The Celestial Dragon is the Flagship of Kormanthorian Star Command,
and is accompanied by Five ( fully equipped ) ARMD Spaceplatforms, Ten
( Modified ) New Orleans Class Frigates, & Fifty ( Modified ) Birds Of Prey,
as well as many hundreds of star fighters & bombers))

...

Too bad it's all cardboard. Gilded cardboard.

...

Too bad it's all cardboard. Gilded cardboard.


Do you mind explaining this comment Territory? What do you have in this, who do you represent? I assure you none of my fleet is cardboard.

...
Do you mind explaining this comment Territory? What do have in this,

who do you represent? I assure you none of my fleet is cardboard.

I refer you to the antics of Wazzu, speaking as the Cardboard Avenger. Do a post-search on Wazzu and be enlightened.

Now stop making with the totally ridiculous cheese-fleets.

...
Do you mind explaining this comment Territory? What do have in this,

who do you represent? I assure you none of my fleet is cardboard.

I refer you to the antics of Wazzu, speaking as the Cardboard Avenger. Do a post-search on Wazzu and be enlightened.

Now stop making with the totally ridiculous cheese-fleets.

This is "NOT" a cheese fleet, I take offense at that comment, I have researched, designed & built this fleet over a period of time, spending billions of golden credits to do so. If you don't believe me why don't you check my posts so YOU may be "enlightened." It is amazing to me that only certain people in this game is supposedly allowed to design powerful ships, even though we have spent time & money on our ships.

((Now to all concerned I must go first to college today, then work
tonight so I will not be able to posts until probly late tonight or
tomorrow. Please show me enough respect as to wait until then to
start whatever it is you wish to start.))

"Admiral Karrari to weapons officer, activate the cloaking device."

" Aye Sir, cloaking device activated."

((OOC: it is rather unrealistic for a nation that has mearly a "strong" economy rating and less than 300 million people to have a ship that large. . . in addition, Billions of credits? my nation has a frightening economy, 800 million citizens and a defence budget of around 13 trillion, most of which going into the navy, and I've not got anything anywhere remotly that powerful. . . now if thats the only ship you've got, and you've been working on it for at least three real life months then I can understand, otherwise, I think you are powertripping just a might. But, thats just the oppinion of myself and the Territory, who knows, we could be wrong.))

I've had quite enough of this. All I want to do is get to Aremina, and now I have these constant interruptions. This is most annoying.

Rhion brought up the tactical panel, his eyes tired from reading the Snel technical data ... and then realised that after over two years after seeing the person who'd spurned him, ruined his life and had him posted to a colony so far from home there was almost no chance of him returning ... that he'd had enough. He'd just let the Legacy handle it.

The Legacy, three times as long as the Celestial Dragon and far more bulky, responded.

<Transmission to the Celestial Dragon>



Sod.

<Transmission to the Celestial Dragon>



Off.

hehehe. sod off is funny,


do you require assistance?

hehehe. sod off is funny,


do you require assistance?

<Transmission to -the klingon empire->



No.

The Taraskovyan cruiser was still in the "no-danger" distance from the present space ships, observing, listening, retransmitting to fleet command, analysing, gathering data, retransmitting...
In other words - the crew was busy...

The Captain kept receiving reports, giving orders...
In other words - the captain was as busy as the crew and even more...

At a certain point in time, something hugey-huge appeared on the Holo projector...

The Captain turned to the detector officers.

- Report! What is that Golden Banana type of thing?

- Uhm... sire... indicators show a 25 miles long battle ship of unknown configuration... With an accompanying fleet...

- 25 miles? That is a good practising target for our fighters...
Nation of origin?

- Kormanthor.

- A big one?

- Second please...

...

No! They are even smaller than the Grand Duchy! And have a weaker economy too...

- So in other words - cardboard?

The officers nodded affirmatively.

- Cardboard...

The captain sighed. Cardboard than cardboard, they weren't here for that...
Suddenly, the "listening" officer called the captain.
The Captain walked up to the post.

- Pardon, sire, but I think you might want to hear that. It is one of the transmissions sent by the Legacy while orbiting Charon...
I believe it is the Commander of the Legacy who is speaking...

"Thank you, Sub-Coordinator. I was born in the nation of Whispering Voices - that's my origin. And my purpose is to head to Earth to ... meet someone."

The Captain's jaw slightly went down...

Whispering Voices was the owner of the ship?
Or...

This was weird... very weird...

- Transmit this to the TDI, they will know what to do...
Flight team and rest of the control crew - keep surveying!

- Yes, sire...

And the demanded transmission was sent to the TDI, heavily encrypted, totally unhackable and unreadable to the foreigners...

((OOC: it is rather unrealistic for a nation that has mearly a "strong" economy rating and less than 300 million people to have a ship that large. . . in addition, Billions of credits? my nation has a frightening economy, 800 million citizens and a defence budget of around 13 trillion, most of which going into the navy, and I've not got anything anywhere remotly that powerful. . . now if thats the only ship you've got, and you've been working on it for at least three real life months then I can understand, otherwise, I think you are powertripping just a might. But, thats just the oppinion of myself and the Territory, who knows, we could be wrong.))

That is really an old arguement, come on you can do better than that.

I've had quite enough of this. All I want to do is get to Aremina, and now I have these constant interruptions. This is most annoying.

Rhion brought up the tactical panel, his eyes tired from reading the Snel technical data ... and then realised that after over two years after seeing the person who'd spurned him, ruined his life and had him posted to a colony so far from home there was almost no chance of him returning ... that he'd had enough. He'd just let the Legacy handle it.

The Legacy, three times as long as the Celestial Dragon and far more bulky, responded.

<Transmission to the Celestial Dragon>



Sod.


OK Its alright for you to have a ship seventy-five miles long, come on now isn't this some type of godmodding. Especially when all I'm trying to do is protect my home planet. I have news for you as long as my cloak is
activated you can't touch me, it makes my ship intangable as well as
completely invisible regardless of what type of sensors you have.

Sol Approach, Earlier

The frigate Intimate and her picket companions made intercept with the trademark clean crispness of TCPS spacecraft. Ordnance packs release clusters of reconnaisance drones that move to infest space near the vast Legacy - that is, inside ten thousand kilometers from the vessel. Their passive sensor go fully operational... as the Legacy delta-vees through tens of thousands of kilometers per second.




So much for that day at full military boost, crammed into wombtanks to survive acceleration beyond the compensators' ability to handle.




Lieutenant Eduardo Ramirez speaks as befits a task force commander; succinctly and to the point.





"Poo."



At least there's any amount of chatter for Naval Intelligence.

OK Its alright for you to have a ship seventy-five miles long, come on now isn't this some type of godmodding. Especially when all I'm trying to do is protect my home planet. I have news for you as long as my cloak is
activated you can't touch me, it makes my ship intangable as well as
completely invisible regardless of what type of sensors you have.

OOC:

Read This Thread First, Post and Argue Later! (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=65135&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0)

Just click the big red text ;)

The Taraskovyan cruiser was still in the "no-danger" distance from the present space ships, observing, listening, retransmitting to fleet command, analysing, gathering data, retransmitting...
In other words - the crew was busy...

The Captain kept receiving reports, giving orders...
In other words - the captain was as busy as the crew and even more...

At a certain point in time, something hugey-huge appeared on the Holo projector...

The Captain turned to the detector officers.

- Report! What is that Golden Banana type of thing?

- Uhm... sire... indicators show a 25 miles long battle ship of unknown configuration... With an accompanying fleet...

- 25 miles? That is a good practising target for our fighters...
Nation of origin?

- Kormanthor.

- A big one?

- Second please...

...

No! They are even smaller than the Grand Duchy! And have a weaker economy too...

- So in other words - cardboard?

The officers nodded affirmatively.

- Cardboard...

The captain sighed. Cardboard than cardboard, they weren't here for that...
Suddenly, the "listening" officer called the captain.
The Captain walked up to the post.

- Pardon, sire, but I think you might want to hear that. It is one of the transmissions sent by the Legacy while orbiting Charon...
I believe it is the Commander of the Legacy who is speaking...

"Thank you, Sub-Coordinator. I was born in the nation of Whispering Voices - that's my origin. And my purpose is to head to Earth to ... meet someone."

The Captain's jaw slightly went down...

Whispering Voices was the owner of the ship?
Or...

This was weird... very weird...

- Transmit this to the TDI, they will know what to do...
Flight team and rest of the control crew - keep surveying!

- Yes, sire...

And the demanded transmission was sent to the TDI, heavily encrypted, totally unhackable and unreadable to the foreigners...


Read on Bud, You can't even get a reading on The Celestial Dragon,
let alone hit it. :lol: Thats what ghost cloaking does for you, and its my
invention in NS. Oh and I don't have to decloak to fire my weapons! 8)

Read on Bud, You can't even get a reading on The Celestial Dragon,
let alone hit it. :lol: Thats what ghost cloaking does for you, and its my
invention in NS. Oh and I don't have to decloak to fire my weapons! 8)

OOC:

Maybe a radar and the visor of a sniper won't see you, but there are many other means of detection ;)
Besides, the shape of a dragon in flight does not make a craft stealthy even by modern-tech standarts :P

Besides, read this thread:

Read This Thread First, Post and Argue Later! (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=65135&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0)

Just click the big red text ;)
And stop spamming the thread already :P

OK Its alright for you to have a ship seventy-five miles long, come on now isn't this some type of godmodding. Especially when all I'm trying to do is protect my home planet. I have news for you as long as my cloak is
activated you can't touch me, it makes my ship intangable as well as
completely invisible regardless of what type of sensors you have.

OOC:
The Legacy was merely part of a story arc I was running. Go read the story. When you put that much effort into something, maybe people will accept your things.


IC:
Rhion listened, bemused, to the rantings of the captain of the Celestial Dragon. Briefly, he felt Eve's consciousness touch upon his, a sign that she was taking a quick break from the universal net. He quickly relayed the message from the Kormanthian ship: " I have news for you as long as my cloak is activated you can't touch me, it makes my ship intangable as well as completely invisible regardless of what type of sensors you have."

He felt her nod - maybe, in a million year's time or something equally brief - the Kormanthor would be a threat to the stability of the universe.

************************************************

Eve merged her mind once more with the net, feeling her consciousness expand like a lover's arms to embrace everything, everywhere; intimate with every galaxy, planet, molecule, atom, quark, and gluon. She felt the Celestial Dragon, the vast Kormanthian fleet - the possible threat. She did not need sensors ... when merged with the Ark, she was the universe. And it was hers to command ...

And the touch of an infinite thought later, nothing was left of Kormanthor nor her fleet, nor any of her sons or daughters, save atoms of hydrogen floating on the stellar winds.

On the moon of Ophelia, orbiting Uranus, Indiastan work and security crews are granted a front row seat to the commotion caused by the arrivale of the Legacy. The security force, a Nova dreadnaught, and eight Olympus corvettes, stands ready, just in case things get hariy. They decide not to break orbit, but remain ready regardless. They assume that as long as they don't do anything, they'll be overlooked. They only hope they're right, as Legacy clearly outclasses them.

...

OK Its alright for you to have a ship seventy-five miles long, come on now isn't this some type of godmodding. Especially when all I'm trying to do is protect my home planet. I have news for you as long as my cloak is
activated you can't touch me, it makes my ship intangable as well as
completely invisible regardless of what type of sensors you have.

OOC:

Read This Thread First, Post and Argue Later! (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=65135&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0)

Just click the big red text ;)

I don't care what your thread says, if you mean the earth no harm
then we don't have a problem. All I'm interested in is protecting the Planet
Earth. However, I do have the ablity to at least hurt you, while you can't touch my ship. I built this ship with godmodders in mind, this is all verifiable technology that was developed outside of NS by some of the same people who's starships are being sold by a couple differant store fronts only this is a version no one else here in NS has developed. Its my technology here and it's not for sell. I will not attack you unless you fire on
me or the planet, moon, etc...
I asked you to talk this out & all you want to do is put my ship down so you can feel good about yourself. I'm not looking for a fight, but if you
force the issue I will have no other choice.

Flag-Captain Colbert aboard the INV John Stewart said he was rather stunned when that rather over-sized ship was suddenly atomized. He said he fully expected someone to try to take that abomination down, but he didn't think the would do it to themselves. When questioned, he said to this reporter: "It seems they collapsed under the weight of their captain's ego," and that "he's seen this sort of thing happen before." We can only hope that he ment to other people. This has been an INN report.

...


Sorry to disappoint you Bud, but we are still here. I told you, you
can't touch my ship when cloaked. And what fleet are you talking about
The Celetial Dragon is the only Kormanthorian here, it'd the only one I
need.

...


Sorry to disappoint you Bud, but we are still here. I told you, you
can't touch my ship when cloaked. And what fleet are you talking about
The Celetial Dragon is the only Kormanthorian here, it'd the only one I
need.

- Sir, picking up unusual hydrogen activity.

- What does it mean?

- I don't know! Just unusual hydrogen activity, must be that vapourised ship.

- Well then, stop bugging me about useless stuff and proceed with observations of the Legacy!

And the Cruiser continued to make its way through space, flowwing the Legacy in the "no-danger" distance...

Read on Bud, You can't even get a reading on The Celestial Dragon,
let alone hit it. :lol: Thats what ghost cloaking does for you, and its my
invention in NS. Oh and I don't have to decloak to fire my weapons! 8)

OOC:

Maybe a radar and the visor of a sniper won't see you, but there are many other means of detection ;)
Besides, the shape of a dragon in flight does not make a craft stealthy even by modern-tech standarts :P

Besides, read this thread:

Read This Thread First, Post and Argue Later! (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=65135&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0)

Just click the big red text ;)
And stop spamming the thread already :P


Spamming your thread! You bring a ship the size of Legacy near my home planet in Sol Space saying you don't care whos space it is and expect me too just watch you destroy it? Then Even though you are
supposedly three times my size, you allow your friends to assist you
against a ship you say is no problem to handle? I think your friends are spamming, this is between the two of us.
I'm not spamming, I'm just defending my home.

Kormanthor, you were broken down on a mesonic level.

Stay in character, mono-atomic boi.

...


Sorry to disappoint you Bud, but we are still here. I told you, you
can't touch my ship when cloaked. And what fleet are you talking about
The Celetial Dragon is the only Kormanthorian here, it'd the only one I
need.

- Sir, picking up unusual hydrogen activity.

- What does it mean?

- I don't know! Just unusual hydrogen activity, must be that vapourised ship.


You sir are an idiot, ..... gunner destroy that ship...... aye sir.....Firing
main gun, its a direct hit sir, shes breaking up.

- Well then, stop bugging me about useless stuff and proceed with observations of the Legacy!

And the Cruiser continued to make its way through space, flowwing the Legacy in the "no-danger" distance...

Kormanthor, you were broken down on a mesonic level.

Stay in character, mono-atomic boi.

You didn't touch my ship, IN FACT I just destroyed your friends
ship. I am in character, the character of a ship without a scratch.
I suppose your going to tell me next that his ship survived a laser
powerful enough to destroy an entire planet.

Near Pluto



The Intimate's sensor cluster widened... and widened... and widened. It kept decent track of the huge vessel and its attendants, including one clumsily cloaked behemoth.



Then said behemoth disappeared.



SDNSkylark Three



general kutusov, you will immediately proceed to the following coordinates and deploy sensors as follows



Command had the authority to order her ship's systems to power up, but Maria Kutusov did not like it. While she'd served in a squadron seconded to the TYCS, at least she hadn't had to put up with the oppressive closeness of the TAF command net. She allowed herself a moment of annoyance as the great ship, by coincidence cycling through high drive readiness state, made ready to cheat conventional physics. There were dull thuds as emergency thermal dumps activated, cooling SkylarkThree's hull to a bare few degrees Kelvin.



At least it's merited. Transcendent artifact linked to Whispering Voices - aren't those monoliths and those idiot children enough?



senkei, you are authorized to initiate satd jump and take skylark three to ccordinates specified by command. investigate ship readiness for type two drive and report.



The great ellipsoid shrank away...



...then expanded near Pluto orbit. A droneswarm and a fifty-meter mirror deployed, observing the end of the dragonlike ship.



The ship began boosting, working to match courses with the approaching Legacy.

[OOC: Territory here. Someone's dead. Stay in character.]

((You Godmodders are all the SAME, you can dish it out but you
can't take it. ))


The Celestial Dragon is still untouched Legacy. :lol:

After signalling HQ about the Legacy, FC Colbert was ordered to proceed by himself with the INV John Stewart, discreetly shadow, and if neccissary, make contact with the behemoth. A replacement ship was being sent to guard the construction on Ophelia. Stephan sighed. Today just wasn't his day...

(ooc: Kor, it should be clear no one wants or likes you here. Just ignore us and go away already!)

TRANSMISSION TO LEGACY:

Celestial Dragon to Legacy if you want to pick up a friend on earth
then send a shuttle to pick him up. There is no need to take that
huge ship there and throw the whole ecosystem out of wack. Your
ships size alone will screw up gravitational fluxs, you should know this.


(( United the reason you don't like me here is because you can't just
blow me out of space like your so used to doing.))

Near Pluto



The Intimate's sensor cluster widened... and widened... and widened. It kept decent track of the huge vessel and its attendants, including one clumsily cloaked behemoth.



Then said behemoth disappeared.



SDNSkylark Three


(( Black your an odiot, read my posts, there are no attendents, and
you can't touch my ship with the pitiful technology you possess, so
just keepon dreaming!))



general kutusov, you will immediately proceed to the following coordinates and deploy sensors as follows



Command had the authority to order her ship's systems to power up, but Maria Kutusov did not like it. While she'd served in a squadron seconded to the TYCS, at least she hadn't had to put up with the oppressive closeness of the TAF command net. She allowed herself a moment of annoyance as the great ship, by coincidence cycling through high drive readiness state, made ready to cheat conventional physics. There were dull thuds as emergency thermal dumps activated, cooling SkylarkThree's hull to a bare few degrees Kelvin.



At least it's merited. Transcendent artifact linked to Whispering Voices - aren't those monoliths and those idiot children enough?



senkei, you are authorized to initiate satd jump and take skylark three to ccordinates specified by command. investigate ship readiness for type two drive and report.



The great ellipsoid shrank away...



...then expanded near Pluto orbit. A droneswarm and a fifty-meter mirror deployed, observing the end of the dragonlike ship.



The ship began boosting, working to match courses with the approaching Legacy.

[OOC: Territory here. Someone's dead. Stay in character.]

(You have obviously never RP'ed with me before then. Just so you know, you're more then welcome in my threads, once you sod off and learn some bloody RP skills. You have to accept that some form of balence exsists in this multiverse of ours, and that everyone and their uncle cannot go around threating people with their uberships. You seems to have no sense of the word "plot device", so go find a bloody dictionary, get your own thread, and leave us alone. Have you heard of something called ignoring? If you don't like something, you ignore it, and *BAM!* it goes away. I suggest you ignore us, because we're ignoring you. Save yourself some time and don't bother posting in the thread again. Thanks.

"I'm bored with you all, stay away from Earth and you won't have to
deal with me again. Follow me there & I will destroy you!" :x

(You have obviously never RP'ed with me before then. Just so you know, you're more then welcome in my threads, once you sod off and learn some bloody RP skills. You have to accept that some form of balence exsists in this multiverse of ours, and that everyone and their uncle cannot go around threating people with their uberships. You seems to have no sense of the word "plot device", so go find a bloody dictionary, get your own thread, and leave us alone. Have you heard of something called ignoring? If you don't like something, you ignore it, and *BAM!* it goes away. I suggest you ignore us, because we're ignoring you. Save yourself some time and don't bother posting in the thread again. Thanks.

" I believe I've made myself clear. "

- Sire, even more unusual hydrogen activity...

- Lieutenant! Shut up before I demote you to Lesser Poruchik!

- Ye-yes sire!

- Flight team, proceedon given coordinates...

And the ship cruised past the the clowd of dissipating hydrogen molecules nad continued to observe the Legacy fro afar.

OOC:

Kor, learn how to quote at least, okay? :wink:

(*looks at Kor's nation's stats.*)


(*looks at his own*)


(*decides that Kor could barely afford to scrape enough cardboard together to make that hull, let alone an entire ship with cardboard decks, guns and a cardboard crew. Places Kormanthor under total Ignore, ends post*)

The Legacy, completely uncaring for the slight morphic disturbance left by what had once been Kormanthor, moved past the orbit of Pluto. Neptune was far distant, and it would not be long until it reached the inner part of the Sol system.

I really hate to barge in here, but Kormanthor, you are the godmoder here. 1) invisible, intangible ship that can attack ships in the physical realm... that's first-class godmoding right there. 2) having a ship that your nation could not even HOPE to construct, let alone, supply, crew and operate (a los-angeles class submarine costs something like 37 billion dollars to build. now imagine the cost to build a ship that's at least 50 TIMES the size of an attack submarine. (remember that volume cubes as mass squares.)) your ship would probably cost close to 70,000,000,000,000 dollars to construct, and there's not a whelk's chance in a supernova that your nation is going to be able to afford such an expenditure in your lifetime. further godmoding. 3) WV RPed the discovery of the Legacy over what amounted to a very well written 20,000 word short story. the man did a lot of work to get that ship. you did not. 4) if you'd actually bothered to read the Legacy thread, you'd find out that, for all intents and purposes, the Legacy is GOD. it can do anything it's operator desires to do, so if he says your gilded cardboard dragon kite just got reduced to a puff of hydrogen, then he's right. now get back in character, nerdboy.

P.S.: a thousand apologies for this, folks. we now return you to your -hopefully- godmoder-free RP.

OOC:
I totally concur with Kelvinisgrad on that point!

And besides, let me remind you that WV has not made one single agressive move first.

So far, only the numerous nations that have entire armadas in the area run around the Legacy and bug it...

I am limiting myself to only one ship, just so that I have a part in the plot, and my ship is bugging no one :wink:

Let me also remind you guys, that areas of spaec are like the neutral waters - anything and everything can sail there.

Legally - even if a big badass alien no goody-good fleet enters the Sol system and remains in neutral space - you have no rights to touch it!
So calm down and either walk your way and get your fleets out or just shut up and stop bugging the Legacy! :evil:

One day, the Legacy will reach earth.

[quote="Kelvinisgrad"][OOC]I really hate to barge in here, but Kormanthor, you are the godmoder here. 1) invisible, intangible ship that can attack ships in the physical realm... that's first-class godmoding right there. 2) having a ship that your nation could not even HOPE to construct, let alone, supply, crew and operate (a los-angeles class submarine costs something like 37 billion dollars to build. now imagine the cost to build a ship that's at least 50 TIMES the size of an attack submarine. (remember that volume cubes as mass squares.)) your ship would probably cost close to 70,000,000,000,000 dollars to construct, and there's not a whelk's chance in a supernova that your nation is going to be able to afford such an expenditure in your lifetime. further godmoding. 3) WV RPed the discovery of the Legacy over what amounted to a very well written 20,000 word short story. the man did a lot of work to get that ship. you did not. 4) if you'd actually bothered to read the Legacy thread, you'd find out that, for all intents and purposes, the Legacy is GOD. it can do anything it's operator desires to do, so if he says your gilded cardboard dragon kite just got reduced to a puff of hydrogen, then he's right. now get back in character, nerdboy.

Nerdboy? You are all mouth on this forum, but, I doubt you could
back it up outside of NS.

Legacy is NO GOD of mine, oh, while you are figuring costs, LEGACY
would cost at least three times the above named amount.

The Legacy, completely uncaring for the slight morphic disturbance left by what had once been Kormanthor, moved past the orbit of Pluto. Neptune was far distant, and it would not be long until it reached the inner part of the Sol system.

Legacy is No God! You are the Godmodder not I, GET OVER YOURSELF!

One day, the Legacy will reach earth.


And one day Legacy will be destroyed with all hands

OOC:
I totally concur with Kelvinisgrad on that point!

And besides, let me remind you that WV has not made one single agressive move first.

So far, only the numerous nations that have entire armadas in the area run around the Legacy and bug it...

I am limiting myself to only one ship, just so that I have a part in the plot, and my ship is bugging no one :wink:

Let me also remind you guys, that areas of spaec are like the neutral waters - anything and everything can sail there.

Legally - even if a big badass alien no goody-good fleet enters the Sol system and remains in neutral space - you have no rights to touch it!
So calm down and either walk your way and get your fleets out or just shut up and stop bugging the Legacy! :evil:


You can talk all the crap you want, maybe I can't build my ship by
myself, who said I was alone in building it? The Ship and its Technology
is real, deal with it! You attack earth and I will destroy you. The Dragon
is only one ship of many I have access too.

Nerdboy? You are all mouth on this forum, but, I doubt you could back it up outside of NS.

Ho ho ho! When IC threats fail, make OOC threats!

One day, the Legacy will reach earth.

And one day Legacy will be destroyed with all hands

All two of them? Oh, nos!

Legacy is NO GOD of mine, oh, while you are figuring costs, LEGACY would cost at least three times the above named amount.

Obviously you didn't read the thread yet. I found it.

Please - just simply do us all a favour and go away?



And yea, verily, is the path of the righteous man scattered with the atoms of the ignoramii ...

The Legacy, fresh from its total obliteration of some whining upstarts, swooped through the void of space. Terra, Earth, Gaia - however you wished to call it - was but a breath away when the craft stopped, out beyond the moon lest its gravity cause havoc with the tides.

And then, it began pulsing communications to a nation close to the North Pole.

Fleet Command was worried when they first spotted the Legacy moving in-system, but now they were panicking as it approached Lunar orbit. Unsure of what should be done, they did what sounded best.

They got someone who could negotiate for them, stuck her in a fighter, and had her fly out to make contact. She was a promising young officer; they hoped that if the thing was hostile, that she would die quickly.

"25 mile long ship"

Kormanthor. Lets do some numbers.

Lets pretend your 25 mile ship is actually only 25 kilometers, for the sake of calculations. (It's actually MORE than that in kilometers...)

Let's also assume that since its dragon shaped, its not going to be needle-shaped but rather, somewhat wide. Lets assume 10 kilometers wideish. For the "height" or whatever you wanna call the third dimension, lets also assume it is ONLY 1 kilometer!

So thats 25,000m x 10,000m x 1000m. Pretending it was square for the sake of calculations, it would have an internal volume of 250,000,000,000 cubic meters.

Lets assume that its a mix of metal (hull, systems) and gasses (air and space and stuff). That's a range of perhaps 7 tons per cubic meter (for say steel), to just .007 tons per cubic meter (for say, hydrogen). Let's average it out to a density of 3.5035 tons per cubic meter.

Now consider that a Nimitz class carrier costs about $160 million per year to operate, and masses 87,300 metric tons. That's an average of $1832.76 per ton, per year, to operate.

Lets pretend that space warships (or space anything, really) DONT cost tens to hundreds of times as naval warships. Your spaceship, with the above specs would cost 875875000000 tons times $1832.76.... lets see.

$1.6052687E15

Per year? To OPERATE! Construction costs would be about ten to twenty times as much.

And, in real life it costs a lot more to keep things going in space than on a boat. Like the crew. And all of the advanced and complicated systems it has. The sheer size will soak up money in maintanance and replacement of parts. Even with a generous mere ten times cost for spaceship than naval ship, you're still way over what your entire budget could go to.

And, your ship is actually 25 MILES, not kilometers-- meaning the prices I just listed would be lower than what they would be.

All in all, I don't think your nation could support, let alone construct such a ship.

The Legacy *might* cost something more to operate, but due to the IC specifics given over the roleplay that I've seen, I doubt it. In any case, WhisperingVoices military budget could buy your entire nation a few times over, so I don't think he faces the same economic/logistical problems you would with your ship.

(And, even if your ship dimensions were smaller.

25,000m x 4000m x 100m, thats 25 by 4 by 0.1 kilometers...

Still get about $64,210,747,000,000 annual cost. (May have misplaced a zero. Maybe thats ONLY 6 quadrillion.) No good mate. Now lets stop godmodding and spamming the Legacy thread.

last time I butt into this thread, honest

*at the Kelvini National Deep-Space Observatory*

-professor, there's something I think you should see...

*the professor, and elder, balding man got up slowly and followed Hotchkiss to the eyepiece of the Great Telescope.*

-when the legacy paused near pluto, there was a strange burst of energy, and now we're picking up some very odd readings. I trained the optical telescope on it, and, well... see for yourself

*the professor peered through the eyepiece at distant pluto and it's surroundings, and gasped.*

-...amazing... it's an expanding cloud of free-floating cardboard molecules... this Legacy must've been accosted by some imaginary fleet, and was forced to take action...

-that was my thought, too, sir... but there's a strange phenomenon in this instance... a vertical presence I've not seen before...

-ah, Hotchkiss... what do you think supports a cardboard ship like that?

-you mean?!...

-yes, what you're seeing is the strings that hold up all that cardboard. it's nothing to be concerned about. where is the Legacy now?

-somewhere near the second LaGrange point, sir.

-very good... well, keep me informed, Hotchkiss

Kor, insulting a player OOC is the weakest of weak moves. for all you know, I could be a parapalegic, typing with a straw between my teeth, or I might be the very incarnation of Baal. you don't know. but that's entirely beside the point. the point is that you obviously didn't take the time to read the legacy thread, nor any of the helpful threads for newbies. and now you're trying to defend an indefensible position with insults.

WV found the Legacy, he did not build it. as such, it did not cost him anything.
at the core of the legacy is an object which bears a disturbing resemblance to the Ark of the Covenant. this core does not work without a human being inside with it. while there is somebody there, the Legacy can sense and affect everything, everywhere, in every universe. thus, it may be reasonably concluded that, regardless of your religious beliefs, it is God.
the Legacy is made of Hardened space. now, unless your nation has weaponry capable of ripping holes in space-time (and it doesn't), the Legacy is utterly immune to your attacks.
you have neither the population, nor the economy to construct the ship you described. you MIGHT have the capacity to construct a small frigate equipped with light energy weaponry and heavy projectile weapons. a 25 mile long ship is nothing but a waste of resources that you could do little more than dream about, nationally speaking. I already explained the prohibitive cost to you.

thank you, please pull around to the second window to recieve your free pie in the face.

[ooc: Kor, here are a couple of words that, while I'm sure they are beyond your comprehension, you should know. Ahem.

PLOT.
DEVICE.

Thank you, this has been an offical Indiastan Public Service announcement.]

Rhion sat, nervous. His goal lay before him - amplified by his viewscreen. His beloved and hated home country.

"Open me a communication line with Meneus Down ... " he whispered. He stopped himself from wiping the tears of blood from his eyes just before the video link came up. He frowned, not recognising the man speaking.

At the other end of the link ...

the supervisor at the Septus array on Meneus Down peered blearily at the screen. He'd read the reports of the thing entering the system, scattered intercepted chatter. He'd gone over the reports received from New Byzantium, again and again.

And, to be blunt, he was scared witless. The bleary eyes were as much from Dutch Courage as sleeplessness.

The face, the voice, came on screen. The man with the thin features and tears of blood running down his face stared at him.

"I will speak to Crown Prince Rhys." The supervisor, instructed prior to the expected communication to - under no circumstances - to do such a thing, patched the call through to the Royal Household offices.

Which was how Rhys_6, who had been expecting such a thing, came to see the face of a soldier he had yet to promote, who ...

Smiled grimly ...

as he demonstrated the sheer firepower of the Legacy by simply opening all of its gunports at once.

"Crown Prince Rhys, you will know who I am, by now." His counterpart on the ground nodded. "I'm here for Amerina Bryant-Aradenius. You may know her ... niece of the Commander of your Armed Forces. Give her up, peacably. Now."

He could have just asked Eve to teleport the girl up: that, however, would have been too easy. Not exerted his dominance enough over the situation. Not ...

"Excuse me, Rhion Aegewain, but it would be unsuitable for a six year old to undergo the rigours of space flight." Rhion was about to give the order to fire, his hot temper and anger at his situation, and Rhys' total lack of expression, once again ruling him ... when the words sank in.

"Messages broadcast to us by the colony of New Byzantium indicate that the wormhole you entered was linked to a white hole formed nine years ago. Your travel through the curve of space time took you back in time, but however you returned has not done the ... "

Rhion cut the transmission.

She's six? He plaintively asked the mind of Eve of the true stellar date, and she told him, and shrieked with fury.

Denied revenge after all, by having gone back in time.


---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

It took him three days to calm down enough for Eve to let him back onto the command deck. She had apologised profusely for not telling him - assumed that he had already known.

Now, negotiations of a different nature were to take place.

[OOC]
Noooooooooo!!!!!!!!!
WHY! Keep it coming! Conclude dammit!

"25 mile long ship"

Kormanthor. Lets do some numbers.

Lets pretend your 25 mile ship is actually only 25 kilometers, for the sake of calculations. (It's actually MORE than that in kilometers...)

Let's also assume that since its dragon shaped, its not going to be needle-shaped but rather, somewhat wide. Lets assume 10 kilometers wideish. For the "height" or whatever you wanna call the third dimension, lets also assume it is ONLY 1 kilometer!

So thats 25,000m x 10,000m x 1000m. Pretending it was square for the sake of calculations, it would have an internal volume of 250,000,000,000 cubic meters.

Lets assume that its a mix of metal (hull, systems) and gasses (air and space and stuff). That's a range of perhaps 7 tons per cubic meter (for say steel), to just .007 tons per cubic meter (for say, hydrogen). Let's average it out to a density of 3.5035 tons per cubic meter.

Now consider that a Nimitz class carrier costs about $160 million per year to operate, and masses 87,300 metric tons. That's an average of $1832.76 per ton, per year, to operate.

Lets pretend that space warships (or space anything, really) DONT cost tens to hundreds of times as naval warships. Your spaceship, with the above specs would cost 875875000000 tons times $1832.76.... lets see.

$1.6052687E15

Per year? To OPERATE! Construction costs would be about ten to twenty times as much.

And, in real life it costs a lot more to keep things going in space than on a boat. Like the crew. And all of the advanced and complicated systems it has. The sheer size will soak up money in maintanance and replacement of parts. Even with a generous mere ten times cost for spaceship than naval ship, you're still way over what your entire budget could go to.

And, your ship is actually 25 MILES, not kilometers-- meaning the prices I just listed would be lower than what they would be.

All in all, I don't think your nation could support, let alone construct such a ship.

The Legacy *might* cost something more to operate, but due to the IC specifics given over the roleplay that I've seen, I doubt it. In any case, WhisperingVoices military budget could buy your entire nation a few times over, so I don't think he faces the same economic/logistical problems you would with your ship.

(And, even if your ship dimensions were smaller.

25,000m x 4000m x 100m, thats 25 by 4 by 0.1 kilometers...

Still get about $64,210,747,000,000 annual cost. (May have misplaced a zero. Maybe thats ONLY 6 quadrillion.) No good mate. Now lets stop godmodding and spamming the Legacy thread.


I am not in the ship building business by myself as I have already
told others, I have partners. I don't care if you believe me or not it
never the less is true. Mind your own business & I will do the same
from now on. However the ship is real, its building is documented on the forums, so go bother someone else because I tire of your lip.

[ooc: Kor, here are a couple of words that, while I'm sure they are beyond your comprehension, you should know. Ahem.

PLOT.
DEVICE.

Thank you, this has been an offical Indiastan Public Service announcement.]

Shove it.

The Legacy, fresh from its total obliteration of some whining upstarts, swooped through the void of space. Terra, Earth, Gaia - however you wished to call it - was but a breath away when the craft stopped, out beyond the moon lest its gravity cause havoc with the tides.

And then, it began pulsing communications to a nation close to the North Pole.

Up start maybe, whining hardly :roll: :lol:

[ooc: Kor, here are a couple of words that, while I'm sure they are beyond your comprehension, you should know. Ahem.

PLOT.
DEVICE.

Thank you, this has been an offical Indiastan Public Service announcement.]

Shove it.

It would be wonderful if you could take your own advice, because if I
take it I don't think you will like WHERE I Shove It. :shock: :lol:

If a large, immensely powerful warship can be said to narrow its eyes, the Skylark Three does so. Or something that maps from a part-machine, part-organic group mind's responses to human ones. The alien artifact's appearance shifts subtly - then shifts back. Masses of military-grade sensors maintain their vigilance.





Incidentally, at about this time the superdreadnought passes through the edges of a great mass of cardboard turned to monatomic hydrogen. There is the slightest flicker of randomized energy as stray atoms are turned aside by mass shields.

If a large, immensely powerful warship can be said to narrow its eyes, the Skylark Three does so. Or something that maps from a part-machine, part-organic group mind's responses to human ones. The alien artifact's appearance shifts subtly - then shifts back. Masses of military-grade sensors maintain their vigilance.

Incidentally, at about this time the superdreadnought passes through the edges of a great mass of cardboard turned to monatomic hydrogen. There is the slightest flicker of randomized energy as stray atoms are turned aside by mass shields.


OCC:
Apparantly you people can't read, I believe Kormanthor did say he had
help in financing & maintaining the Dragon. We are one of those backers,
so I suggest you take OUR ship seriously. The Dragon isn't any more
fantastic to believe then the Legacy, so why don't you just lay off of my
partner.

If a large, immensely powerful warship can be said to narrow its eyes, the Skylark Three does so. Or something that maps from a part-machine, part-organic group mind's responses to human ones. The alien artifact's appearance shifts subtly - then shifts back. Masses of military-grade sensors maintain their vigilance.

Incidentally, at about this time the superdreadnought passes through the edges of a great mass of cardboard turned to monatomic hydrogen. There is the slightest flicker of randomized energy as stray atoms are turned aside by mass shields.


OCC:
Apparantly you people can't read, I believe Kormanthor did say he had
help in financing & maintaining the Dragon. We are one of those backers,
so I suggest you take OUR ship seriously. The Dragon isn't any more
fantastic to believe then the Legacy, so why don't you just lay off of my
partner.

OOC: Most likely becuase the Legacy has much better backing.

OCC:
Apparantly you people can't read, I believe Kormanthor did say he had
help in financing & maintaining the Dragon. We are one of those backers,
so I suggest you take OUR ship seriously. The Dragon isn't any more
fantastic to believe then the Legacy, so why don't you just lay off of my
partner.

OOC:

Odd how your paragraphs are truncated like Kormanthor, your speech is the same as Kormanthor, you were created within a day of Kormanthor, and you only have ten posts to his hundreds.

Here it is, really slowly for the special olympiads suddenly swarming:
Kormanthor is dead. Gone. Buried. The cardboardness of his ship is irrelevant, because it all got turned to hydrogen. The end. Maybe if he'd made any visible effort to RP it out instead of just going "I have a giant ship that is perfect" I would have cared enough to do something else.

As it is? The door's that way. Don't let it catch your wheel rims.

I gotta hand it to ya WV. Your way is so much better than the oh-so-typical ignore cannon barrage. Dispersing the guy's cardboard ship into disconstituted atoms, now that takes style. Now that's Deus ex Machina. W00t!

OCC:
Apparantly you people can't read, I believe Kormanthor did say he had
help in financing & maintaining the Dragon. We are one of those backers,
so I suggest you take OUR ship seriously. The Dragon isn't any more
fantastic to believe then the Legacy, so why don't you just lay off of my
partner.

OOC:

Odd how your paragraphs are truncated like Kormanthor, your speech is the same as Kormanthor, you were created within a day of Kormanthor, and you only have ten posts to his hundreds.

Here it is, really slowly for the special olympiads suddenly swarming:
Kormanthor is dead. Gone. Buried. The cardboardness of his ship is irrelevant, because it all got turned to hydrogen. The end. Maybe if he'd made any visible effort to RP it out instead of just going "I have a giant ship that is perfect" I would have cared enough to do something else.

As it is? The door's that way. Don't let it catch your wheel rims.


OCC:

OK so now you are a expert in language. Regardless what you
think of our ship just let me warn you we are both members of the GA.
I suppose Legacy can take on the fleets of the GA & its combined
membership? If you think so then you are farther gone than even
I first believed.

IC:

Command Center this is Celestial Dragon on approach vector,
please advise.

Welcome Home Dragon, you are cleared to your normal parking
orbit.

Roger Command Center, please be advised we have a huge
hostile starship in system, in route to earth, please advise GA.

Affirmative Dragon, Command Center Out.

OCC:
Apparantly you people can't read, I believe Kormanthor did say he had
help in financing & maintaining the Dragon. We are one of those backers,
so I suggest you take OUR ship seriously. The Dragon isn't any more
fantastic to believe then the Legacy, so why don't you just lay off of my
partner.

OOC:

Odd how your paragraphs are truncated like Kormanthor, your speech is the same as Kormanthor, you were created within a day of Kormanthor, and you only have ten posts to his hundreds.

Here it is, really slowly for the special olympiads suddenly swarming:
Kormanthor is dead. Gone. Buried. The cardboardness of his ship is irrelevant, because it all got turned to hydrogen. The end. Maybe if he'd made any visible effort to RP it out instead of just going "I have a giant ship that is perfect" I would have cared enough to do something else.

As it is? The door's that way. Don't let it catch your wheel rims.


OCC: I and the owner of Kor are friends in the real world, in fact, we
work together. The reason I have only a few posts is because I haven't
played my country for a while. My country however continued to produce
each day I was gone, and saved all the money until I came back. That is
my contribution to the building of the Celestial Dragon. We are not alone
in this venture, who our other partners are frankly are none of your
business. In conclusion, let me say that we are "IGNORING" your claim
of having destroyed the Dragon.

<someone farted?>

Seriously Kor......why don't you just give up? Nobody wants you here, leave.

And now for the gratuitous pic:
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/forumfun/negative9.jpg

OCC:
Ah Sketch Hun, don't be so hard on yourself, I don't think your dumb.

OCC:
Ah Sketch Hun, don't be so hard on yourself, I don't think your dumb.

Oooo, you asked for it.....

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/forumfun/negative2.jpg

And yet another installment of gratuitous pics.

OCC:
Ah Sketch Hun, don't be so hard on yourself, I don't think your dumb.

Oooo, you asked for it.....

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/forumfun/negative2.jpg

And yet another installment of gratuitous pics.
OCC:
Whats wrong Sketch, did the Lady hit a nerve, you can dish it out
but not take it? :lol:

/me sighs.

Yes, Kormanthor. The Legacy can take on the entire GA, given it has the ability to rip things up at the base quantum level and turn them into whatever it wants. However, unlike you and your puppet Siagon - some of them aren't retarded.

I'm not going to get more blunt about this:
Go.
Away.

Just shut up Kor. Go somewhere else and play with your toy starships.

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And for Kor:

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/forumfun/negative24.jpg

This is ebaum pic week, for those who are annoyed by these pics :wink:

You can take on the entire GA all by yourself, thats a laugh :lol:

You can take on the entire GA all by yourself, thats a laugh :lol:

OCC: We precede Kor, we aren't his puppet, just his ally.

As if to demonstrate the point - or, indeed, end the worthless existence of a whiney, loud-mouthed puppet ... Eve once more tapped into the Ark, the net. Once again, her consciousness expanded beyond all horizons, directly touching upon and reading the quantum foam of the universe, matter that existed at 10 to the -33 of a centimetre. Time particles, units of time that were 10 to the power of -43 of a second, stretched out ... Planck time. Infinite potentials, everywhere and everywhen. She spread out filaments, reaching to caress the existence of Siagon ... and create quantum black holes in the molecular structure. The bonds between the Siagonic structures snapped, sending the comparitively vast nuclei spinning off. Electrons and protons were pulled, shifted, converted. All in the space of a single particle of space time, as M-theory was stretched to its limit, and Eve simultaneously pulled on the six hidden strings of existence.

Far away, everywhere and every time, Siagon and all to do with it turned into methane. Its whole civilisation became an explosive, unpleasant smelling gas. A cigarette, spontaneously formed from the molecules that had been the tongue of its most important sentient structure, appeared and lit itself.

Siagon exploded.

All of a sudden, Command picked up something.. unusual.

"Sir! It's Saigon... They've turned into methane sir!"

"By God... Stand back! Tell all ships to give that monster some room for Christ's sake!"

So the ships did back off, maintaining a distance of some 100,000 km. They just hoped that they didn't get turned into helium.

(ooc note: one july nation + another july nation != supar-doopar construction capabilities. Now, if you were both December nations, I'd admit that you may have a ship of that size, sans death star breath and ubar invisability shield. Mmmkay?)

OCC:

Stay Out of my Threads Whisper, or I will be back in yours hot & heavy.

OCC:

Stay Out of my Threads Whisper, or I will be back in yours hot & heavy.

Like a female dog in heat huh? How apt :wink:

Shut up Kor, your a stupid n00b with a cardboard spaceship, and your whining about how no one will accept the godmod spaceship is really getting annoying. This is why the GA has a bad reputation, it's because it has the troublesome tendency to let in stupid n00bs like yourself, and the GA isn't that powerful anymore considering how many members left, and alot of members aren't active in it.

OCC:

Stay Out of my Threads Whisper, or I will be back in yours hot & heavy.

Hey buddy... why not follow you own god damned advice and stay out of HIS threads? Or is that little tidbit of logic beyond even you?

Kormanthor: I'm interested to learn your definition of godmodder. Please do enlighten us.

Shut up Kor, your a stupid n00b with a cardboard spaceship, and your whining about how no one will accept the godmod spaceship is really getting annoying. This is why the GA has a bad reputation, it's because it has the troublesome tendency to let in stupid n00bs like yourself, and the GA isn't that powerful anymore considering how many members left, and alot of members aren't active in it.


OCC:
Look I have been trying to back out of this god forsaken
thread. However, wv is the one who is egging it on, not me. You
all leave me alone, I'll do the same. However, I don't think you
want to do that. Your all having too good a time trying to feel like
your something special by beating up on me. You are all trouble
makers just looking for your next victim.

OCC:

Stay Out of my Threads Whisper, or I will be back in yours hot & heavy.

Hey buddy... why not follow you own god damned advice and stay out of HIS threads? Or is that little tidbit of logic beyond even you?
OCC:
I believe this is between me & wv. I will let it die if he will. The ball
is your court people.

Kormanthor: I'm interested to learn your definition of godmodder. Please do enlighten us.

OCC:

My definition of a Godmodder is someone (wv) who supposedly finds a
seventy-five mile long alien ship just floating around in space. Then
is able not only to figure out how to operate all the ALIEN systems,
but, then uses it to terrorize the space lanes with it.


Consider yourself ENLIGHTENED!

I need mummy to hold my hand when I walk

Go read the story, and go away? :)

OCC:

To close for comfort huh Whisper, maybe your the one who
needs to hold mommies hand. I am Laughing at you!!!!!! :lol:

OCC:

To close for comfort huh Whisper, maybe your the one who
needs to hold mommies hand. I am lajghing at you!!!!!! :lol:

What`s 'lajghing'?

Reminds me... when do you enter elementary school?

OCC:

To close for comfort huh Whisper, maybe your the one who
needs to hold mommies hand. I am laughing at you!!!!!! :lol:

OCC:

To close for comfort huh Whisper, maybe your the one who
needs to hold mommies hand. I am laughing at you!!!!!! :lol:

OOC: OMG! OMG! OMG!

ARGH!!!

TALKING MOLECULES OF HYDROGENE!!!

THE HORROR!!! THE HORROR!!! :shock: :shock: :shock:

OOC:

I laughed at Kormanthor today.

OOC:

I laughed at Kormanthor today.

OOC: Maybe we should stop feeding the troll? :?

You know, its too bad the story RP about the Legacy ended so suddenly, it was well-written.