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A weak signal was being broadcast on several frequencies in all directions. Much of the signal had been degraded due to the high levels of EM fields in the area. What could be made out was a simple message stating only


This is the transport ship Dragonfly. We have ...Signal loss... power. Critical engine failure has ...Signal loss... dead in space. Transmitting Sol relative coord ...Signal loss...

Sol Relative Location:
X 15335
Y 12234
Z 12563


The signal was coming from semi-deep in a recently discovered particle field with an unusually high EM field around and within it. There was little to be seen or collected there, only a few small chunks of rock and some rare gases, probably what the transport was sent to collect. Still, the message was sent out and assistance seemed desperately needed.

A nearby Xanthalian Eureka class science vessel hears the distress signal and changes course to intercept. Five minutes later they arrive at the source of the signal. "This is Xanthalian Space Craft 94403 calling the transport ship Dragonfly. We have arrived at your position. How can we be of assistance?"

A nearby Xanthalian Eureka class science vessel hears the distress signal and changes course to intercept. Five minutes later they arrive at the source of the signal. "This is Xanthalian Space Craft 94403 calling the transport ship Dragonfly. We have arrived at your position. How can we be of assistance?"

As soon as the vessel came within range a strange occurance happened. What appeared to be the Dragonfly vanished, only to be replaced by a small probelike object with a tiny logo that read "Crybaby".

With that, the Crybaby stopped broadcasting the message and began to send out a series of radio pulses. Within minutes, 5 ships appeared and surrounded the Neo-Vista and began broadcasting a message.

http://www2.freepichosting.com/Images/61893/15.jpg


Mao ti kope'frea! Potia dase motire!


The ships took an offensive stance around the vessel and held there.

the jitanese frigate an-arak arrived by the xanthalian freighter, her captain signalled the xanthalian ship
"what's going on?"

Seconds later, over 25 small Defender Drones came out of stealth mode, having used the naturual EM field of their shields to keep them hidden. Each one kept broadcasting static noise on all frequencies in order to interfere with ship-to-ship communication.

OOC: In case you were wondering aboutt he language, it's Olani, a poorly documented language that few people from outside of New Russia know about.

The Xanthalian vessel sends a subspace message to the Jitanese vessel to circumvent the interference. "We really don't know. They may be hostile."
The Xanthalian Universal Translator aboard the science vessel begins it's work, attempting to lock on to the language patterns of the mysterious broadcast.

Deep Space Scout ship Sting was on a standard patrol in that part of the sol system.

"Sir I got some ship signals. But they seem to be very weak."

The capitan looked up fromm a report." Do to ship damage?"

"No sir most likly a EM field, but there was a emergancy signal coming from the same area a while ago."

"Anyway for us to tell wht types of vessels are there?"

The tech read so information on the screen."Not yet sir we need to get closer."

"Alright bring use to withinh 20,000km of the area then do a scan and see what the buzz is about."

"Yes sir."

*The two Vepr-class attack destroyers had intercepted the messages, after hearing the transmissions their captains engage drive systems and the 'Red Dawn' and 'Vepr' roar off towards the signals, the flight crews aboard each are scrambled and the Soyuz A3 intercepters are prepped for take off from the small on-board hangars.*

Captain Kevanovich aboard the 'Vepr' attempts to hail the ships: "This is FSS-Vepr and our sister ship the 'Red Dawn', we are Vepr-class attack destroyers with expiditionary wings of the Soyuz A3 scout intercepter, if you require assistance, reply... Transmission out..."

"hm, raise shields and get the high command on the horn, "

Another brief, yet seemingly urgent broadcast was sent over all frequencies.


Mao havi erva meto rake potia aseti ti pio!

"lieutenant, call in another frigate, would you?"
"yes sir"

The Xanthalian UT locks on to the alien language patterns and translates the two messages sent thus far. OOC: TNR, you'll need to tell me what they were.

*the two ships disengage drive systems half a million kilometers away. General quarters sounds and weapons are armed, each SIC-10 cannon turret is repositioned and APTS systems are prepared. The two Kestril Mk. II MLS arm themselves and begin to track every ship but not putting a weapons lock on any of them. From each ship's hangar emerges an expeditionary wing of Soyuz A3 intercepters... They also halt alongside the two Vepr-class ships... The crew aboard each ship awaits any other emergency call, a call for assistance, or a hostile action.*

Captain Kevanovich attempts to hail any ship: "This is FSS Vepr, representing the Federation of Former Soviet Nation's 1st Expeditionary Space Wing. We have arrived upon retrieval of a distress call and we are prepared to assist in any way. We are awaiting any further communications or hostile actions.

The Xanthalian UT locks on to the alien language patterns and translates the two messages sent thus far. OOC: TNR, you'll need to tell me what they were.

OOC: I find it quite... odd that you can translate a language that is neither alien, nor follows any current language scheme...

--edit--

To expand upon this even further, allow me to explain something more. Even in New Russia there is no set direct translation to the words in the Olani language, although I do have one OOCly. Even then, we have more problems, if you were using something like a universal translator, it would still need a point of reference for translating vocabulary, even though it could get basic things like grammar and syntax.

The distress signal (incredibly weak, due to the EM field) was picked up by Tiburon's space colony L-5X18999, and 5 Mobile Suit Virgo IIs are dispatched.

A transmission is sent out to all vessels in the area...

"This is Preventer Unit L-5X18999VT15. We are receiving the distress signal from the Dragonfly . We are nearing the locale and detect the presence of a Jitanoan ship, a Xanthalian Ship, an FSN ship, as well as the unit in distress. All ships, please inform us on the situation.

The distress signal (incredibly weak, due to the EM field) was picked up by Tiburon's space colony L-5X18999, and 5 Mobile Suit Virgo IIs are dispatched.

A transmission is sent out to all vessels in the area...

"This is Preventer Unit L-5X18999VT15. We are receiving the distress signal from the Dragonfly . We are nearing the locale and detect the presence of a Jitanoan ship, a Xanthalian Ship, an FSN ship, as well as the unit in distress. All ships, please inform us on the situation.

OOC: Umm... the dragonfly never existed, it was a signal generating probe.
IC:


Mao era ti frea New Russia'po kope! Potia motire!

OOC: And they know that... how?

IC: "Um... what?" (they actually said this)

OOC: And they know that... how?



As soon as the vessel came within range a strange occurance happened. That appeared to be the Dragonfly vanished, only to be replaced by a small probelike object with a tiny logo that read "Crybaby".



IC: "Um... what?" (they actually said this)


The reply came back, this time the speaker talking very slow and very loudly


MAO... ERA... TI... FREA... NEW RUSSIA'PO... KOPE! POTIA... MOTIRE!

[quote=Tiburon]OOC: And they know that... how?



As soon as the vessel came within range a strange occurance happened. That appeared to be the Dragonfly vanished, only to be replaced by a small probelike object with a tiny logo that read "Crybaby".
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And they know that how? (Well, by now they're in range so the know... (waits a few seconds)... now.


IC: "Um... what?" (they actually said this)


The reply came back, this time the speaker talking very slow and very loudly


MAO... ERA... TI... FREA... NEW RUSSIA'PO... KOPE! POTIA... MOTIRE!


<To the Crybaby >

"In English, smartass..."

OOC: The stuff in italics are what they are saying, while the regular font is a translation, just so you know. You don't actually understand, so have fun.

IC:
Inside the ship directly behind of the Xanthal vessel:

Controller 1:Putin Taben Saoi?
What are they saying?

Controller 2:Ae asdea weaas...
I don't know...

Captain:Rife poit rife aco taben we!
Fire a warning shot across their bow.

The ship behind the Xanthalian vessel fired a small, unarmed plasma torpedo designed to pass just past the Tiburon vessel.

OOC: I brought MSs...

OOC2: Big mistake

IC: "All units, begin the attack!" Simultaneously, the five Virgo IIs raised their beam cannons and isolated the target to the vessel behind the Xanthalian one (we moved upwards so that we wouldn't hit the Xanthalian one)

OOC3: Leaving. Damn work. :x BBL.

OOC: You may think I made the mistake, but guess you're going to be in for a surprise. I know you are leaving, but this is important anyways.

IC:

The small ship behind the Xanthalian vessel was nearly completely decimated, with the exception of a small debris field. Inside one of the remaining 4 ships, an air of anger and confusion arose.

Captain:Taben kuwan us kope? Taben rife er refer? Kuwat us kaaku! Havi us winer pio taben refer!
They violate our space? They fire on our ship? Ready all weapons! Have our defenders destroy their ships!

Controller:No yani!
Yes captain!

With that, all 25 Defender drones and the 4 ships surrounding the Xanthalian vessel changed position and began to fire on the Tiburon vessels.

OOC: Remember, you don't understand what they said.

*as the other ships open fire the FSN ships raise shields and arm their weapons, they do not lock onto any targets due to the fact they themselves have not been fired upon. After reviewing optical sensor units, they see the Tiburon mobile suits opened fire and therefore instigated this battle. The FSN ships hold current position and are ready to assist either side in picking up escape vessels or providing humanitarian-type relief...*

OOC: FWN... What? They fired on us!

OOC2: The New Russia... So this is all a big misunderstanding? (We don't know what they said, we believed that the warning shot was a real shot at a Virgo II.) Damn, this could turn into a war!

IC: As the battle commensed, two Virgo IIs were partially blown away, and the troop had to retreat. The commander was able to send for backup, but the Virgo IIs were clearly taken aback by this attack.

"This is Liutenant Trent... calling to base..." Liutenant Trent gasped. "We don't know what's been going on, but we have to retreat... Send the Vayeate for backup!"

OOC3: Not good...

OOC: Our two ships never saw their warning shot, they could not understand the communications, and you opened fire and then they returned fire. The ships' captains saw it best fit to stay out of this for the time being...

Your people don't understand English?

OOC> They're actually of Russian descent... but they do understand english. I was talking about The New Russia's language type thing they used... And, TNR had said earlier in the thread that the EM shields or whatever those little drone things had disrupted communications...

Oh, yeah...

OOC: Sorry, I was locked out of NS by the server problem all of yesterday. I've fallen too far behind here. I am withdrawing from this RP. Ignore my ship's presence.

OOC: Sorry, I was locked out of NS by the server problem all of yesterday. I've fallen too far behind here. I am withdrawing from this RP. Ignore my ship's presence.

OOC: Damn... not that much has changed, but if you REALLY want to get inside and behind all this, you may want to go to the thread I'll post below. You'll probably be able to translate half this stuff on your own, if you pay attention, and get a good handle on an upcoming twist.

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=77398&highlight=

Now, a bit more. This could get a bit messy, but don't worry, in the end, you'll have ended up causing one of the largest and strangest... welll, I can't tell you what right now.

IC:
One of the two remaining ships was badly damaged. One of the AG rods had overloaded, slicing one of the Controllers clean in half, leaving only one Controller and the Captain. Several fires had broken out, but were being combatted by the fire supression systems.

Controller:Yani! Weri eaea reai tan refer. Copo Winer sta!
Captain! We have lost all but two ships, and only a handfull of Defenders are left!

Captain:...Grumble... Oiu, kuwat rake rife "Dead Man's Gun."
...Grumble... Controller, prepare to perform the "Dead Man's Gun."

Controller:...Gulp... No... Yani...
...Gulp... Yes... Captain...

OOC2: You may wish to go through some "official" channels of the New Russian government. Just a hint...

OOC: Come on! Be one of the many catalysts that causes the events that drastically alters my entire nations histroy...

"This is Colony L-5X18999 Main Base. Request for Vayate support denied. The Vayate is undergoing repairs. However, the Mercurius is ready for battle. The Mercurius shall be sent out."

"Thank... you..." The Virgo commander gasped.

Mercurius

http://www.mahq.net/mecha/gundam/w/oz-13msx2.jpg

The 2 remaining fighters took a defensive stance, while the Defenders re-entered their psuedo cloak.

OOC: Short, I know, but I just typed a long ass post:

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=77911

The Mobile Suit Mercurius arrived shortly, carrying its standard crash shields and beam sword. (I know, I know, these posts are short, I'll come back with more later...)

http://www.projectbag.com/gw/pics/mercurius9.jpg

(long loading time, sorry...)

Aboard the Sting

"Sir looks like there is some fire going on."

Ok Ensign, keep us out of it if you can. But raise shields armer lasers and load torpedos tudes"

"Yes Sir"

"This is Heero Yuy, calling out to the unknown ship Crybaby . The attack on the Virgo II fleet was uncalled for, and... (looks at the screen, sees that the Crybaby has New Russian markings, and that a FSN ship and a Xanthal ship are just statically there...)"

"What the hell? What's going on?"

One of the remaining ships drastically accelerated towards the Mercurius with its engines at full burn, at this rate, a total engine burnout would occur in a matter of minutes, but the captain Knew what he was doing. As soon as he came within range of the Mercurius he flipped the ship around in a complete 180, and refired the engines at least 500% more than the recommended amount, causing the engines to explode, but not before sending a plume of super-heated plasma sailing towards the Mercurius.

"Sir looks like one of the ships is making a run on a... moble suit!"

"Never mind the suit. That ship might be tring to blow her core. All hands ready for a collision with a explosion wave from that ship."

The crew of the Sting watched as the ship were needlessly fireing at each other.

After the wave had passed he Captian looked at he screen. "This has got to end we can't have war in this part of the sector. ensign Collins go over the battle scans and see if you can figure somthing out."

"Yes sir"

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"You're not taking me out that easily!" Heero yelled. The crash shields formed a pattern that neutralized the effects of the plasma to a degree, but now the Mercurius, itself intended only for defense, was now left only with a beam saber. In addition, 49 units of energy (out of 1499, plus the shields, which guard against 150 units) were taken out.

*after watching the other ship storm the mobile suits the commander aboard the Red Dawn readies weapons and puts a lock on the second ship, all weapons are powered up (the two dual-cannon SIC-10 turrets on the dorsal and ventral sides along with the two PTDS-3 systems and the single Kestril Mk. II missile system)*

"This is the FSNS Red Dawn, if we register a single nanometer of movement from your ship we will open fire and we will destroy your ship... We advise you shut all systems down save for life support and critical power. Upon registering the shutdown we will dispatch a boarding ship... We advise that you do not continue with your hostile actions, upon your capture we will negotiate with your governmen and all other parties involved... Prepare to be boarded."

*with that a crew in the hangar prepares the SDRS-01 Fallen Angel drop ship/supply ship and arm it with a Kestril Mk II and two 30mm SIC-10 cannons and load it up with 16 spetsnaz and prepare to move out when the other ship stands down...*

Without a moments notice, the craft that had just hurtled itself at the Mercurius began to shake. Within seconds, the engines began to superheat themselves. As the ship began to shake faster, it was apparent that something was desperately wrong. A blast suddenly eminated from the ship, as the remaining hydrogen in the fuel tanks detonated. Large pieces of shrapnel flew by, including one piece with the solitary word "Totoal" painted on.

With that, the remaining Defenders dropped out of stealth mode and began to assume a circular formation. Once the formation was achieved, each Defender opened fire on it's assigned targets.

"Jesus Christ!" The small ship was being shacken badly by all the explosions and weapons fire.

"Sir if we dont back off we are going to be toast."

Alright helm bring us about bering 075 speed 4. Com send out open broadcast to all nearby ship sthat were are friendly, and do not fire..." The ship shock terrably as a blast from someone weapon it. : Damn it get us out of here!"

Unbeknownst to all but the Olani vessels, a small probe that had remained in cloak was relaying the entire battle back to New Russia. The small probe had been equipped with an FTLnet transceiver, meaning that the message could not be intercepted. The video feed was accompanied by a small audio loop.



We are the Olani Liberation society. What you are seeing is a battle between Olani Libertion Forces and several other factions. These other factions will soon be informed that they are under attack by New Russian forces, possibly leading to an armed conflict between their nation and New Russia.

Unless the New Russian government agrees to our demands, such attacks will continue under the guise of official New Russian military action. If our demands are not met within 72 hours, we will begin launching pre-emptive strikes on other nations within the same parameters.

Our demands include the formation of an independant Olani nation, full control over the Sol Sanctuary system, 15 Chimera transport ships and safe travel to the Sol Sanctuary system.