NationStates Jolt Archive

Head Pilot Hayami sat down at the meeting table that overlooked the hanger. "So why exactly are we here?" The young asian asked the older man.

He looked at her and the group of mechanics, not answering right away. "I have an idea. As you know we have won 12 championships, but why stop at the Crimmond races? We could go a lot further."

She and the crew gaped. "How? There is no international league..."

Cirnan smiled. As team owner he knew that would be their reaction. The day he couldn't predict their reactions was the day he retired. 17 years and counting... "Who said anything about a league? We're just going to... set out a challenge."

He sat down and explained it all. In the end, they were all grinning.

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About three hours later a message was sent through relays and news services across the Sol System.

Cirnan spoke at the camera in front of him, Hayami behind him. We, of Pathfinder Racing wish to offer up a challenge to the others of the system. A race.... through the Asteroid Belt." He smiles. "I know that most of you think this is insane, but what about if we offered a prize worth your while?"

He steps back and Hayami steps up. "I will be representing Pathfinder, if any of you can beat me... you get 12 million Crimmars"(48 Million USDs, the Crimmar is worth a lot) She smiles. "Think you're up to it?"

Information scrolls across the screen, then the ad ends with the teams promotional poster.

http://home.earthlink.net/~alpha_zero_usm/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/pilot.jpg

The Teams Promotional Database is where people are directed and info on contestants entering is updated as soon as the application is processed.

Name: Raya Hayami
Rank: Head Pilot
Sex: Female
Race: Human, Asian
Record: 5 Asteroid League Championships
Ship: Pathfinder 4

Pilot Hayami is one of the best Crimmond has. She is the only pilot that dares to close the gap between ship and rock to mere yards. Hayami has destroyed five ships in the belt, one still stuck in one of the rocks. How she has survived with her reckless nature is still a mystery. She will not hesitate to cut off another contestant, literaly burning their shields out with the Pathfinder's four Ion Engines and forcing them to drop out.

http://home.earthlink.net/~alpha_zero_usm/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/pathfinder.jpg
Ship: Pathfinder 4
Crew: 1
Armament: None
Shields: Xanthalian-Crimmond Varient Type IV
Engines: Four Frigate Mark VII Secondary Ions

The rules stipulate that there may only be two people aboard the ships during the race and that no weapons may be on the ship. If there are weapons on the ship that cannot be removed, they must be disabled in such a way that there is no way to enable them during the race. No cargo may be carried either. You must leave it all at Lunar Yard 3, one of two Crimmmond Military Ship/Dockyards in Lunar Orbit, where you will pick it up, should you survive.

OOC: I will choose only five RPers, I know... not a lot. But more than that gets confusing. I will choose whoever I think has put the most effort into giving strengths and weaknesses to the pilot and ship.

Buster Blader immediatly sat up, prepped his Interceptor for lauch, and took off. "12 Million Crimmars. That's a lot of easy years if i win." It had been a long time scince somthing like this happened. He'd finished his military service, and permitted to keep his ship for bravery in the face of battle. He'd raced others through the belt before, but never on such scale.

Name: Buster Blader

The greatest fighter pilot in the Imperial Navy. Fought in the Blood Dragon War, taking down 7 Fighters alone when he was ambushed, and captured one for Imperial Analysts. Has flown through the Asteroid belt before, on 3 occasions, 2 he didn't make it throught. Has a dream of owning a capital ship, and taking her into deep space.

Ship: Taiidan Interceptor.

http://www.homeworld-das-spiel.de/images/taiidan-scout.gif

VERY fast, VERY manuverable, but the slightest dent could rip the engine right off. Only the most skilled pilots can navigate an asteroid field in these without having to be rescued after ejecting. Used mainly as a patrol craft, these vessels are being slowly edged out of service by the new Taiidan Interceptor Mk 2.

Weapons can be removed quite easily, and already have been.

Imp, did you see the detail I put into my pilot and ship? I expected at least something similar to that.

Imp, did you see the detail I put into my pilot and ship? I expected at least something similar to that.

Edited-Added more data.

The Five Civilized Nations has decided to take up Crimmond's challenge and has decide to field their best pilot and one of the fastest spacecraft in the universe...

Pilot:

http://www.mahq.net/animation/gundam/cca2.jpg

Name: Thomas Lafayette
Rank: Captain, 5CN Navy
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Human, European
Bio:
A daredevil ace pilot, Captain Thomas Lafayette has fought in one major space war, scoring an impressive fifty-three kills. He is a ruthless man, having once killed an enemy pilot with his bare hands, after the two were stranded on Europa. More recently, in this time of peace, Thomas Lafayette has been a test pilot for the Five Civilized Nations' latest generation of spacecraft. He has begun training for this competition in the 5CN Gutter Run Race.

Racing Craft:

http://www.mahq.net/mecha/macross/macross2/vf-2ss-sap-gerwalk.jpg

Class: Valkryie
Name: Pegasus
Armament: None
Crew: 1
Shields: Triple 5CN Regan Type XI Shields
Engines: Three Halcyon Mark V Engines
Info: This ship is one of the latest generation of spacecraft that has been developed by the Five Civilized Nations. It has been stripped of all of its weaponry and has been incredibly upgraded with triple shields and three engines instead of the standard one shield and twin engines.
In the latest tests, this vessel has been known to very vulnerable when the shields are down, because of the volatile fuel that the vessel uses. One of the major problems this vessel has is with its gryo-stabilizers. Because of the upgrades, the vessel is not completely stablized and has been known to spin out of control.

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Also, this is for ANYONE that wishes to enter. Not just militaries. I know this offer would attract pirates and smugglers if it was proposed IRL, so why should it be different here?

Um... Is this gonna be a pure racing RP or is it gonna be also something else?

Also, this is for ANYONE that wishes to enter. Not just militaries. I know this offer would attract pirates and smugglers if it was proposed IRL, so why should it be different here?

My Entry is a retired pilot-so he's technically not military...

DNS will be entering a smaller version of the Apperition, but your gonna have to wait untill I get home before I dig up the official specs on the ship.

Off the top of my head it went something like...'

Pilots: Cpt.Harm Kovain(27, male), Lt.Melissa Dovark(24, female)

Sublight drive: Wedge

and that;s all i can remember

More stuff is needed or Crimmond is gonna be mad

Um... Is this gonna be a pure racing RP or is it gonna be also something else?This is going to be a 'complete the loop' race. Nothing more planned. If anyone wants to make some type of addition(like an ambush) they will hav to clear it with me first.

Imp, I just thought it was worth saying.

DNS, I'll wait until you get the rest of the info before I decide.

How old are your pilots?

I think we should have an ambush planned by one of the participants just to win...

How old are your pilots?

I think we should have an ambush planned by one of the participants just to win...

39 years old. In the Imperial Navy, pilots must retire by the age of 35.

I might not be able to do this over the weekend-I have lots of coursework to do-when is this starting?

I was going to start it Saturday in the late afternoon.

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BUMP

Name: Laradamy Basatro (More famously known as Lardy Bastard)
Rank: Was once General in Charge of the Correct Labeling of Drinks Dispensers at Starbucks. Does that count?
Gender: male
Race: Probably human.
Bio: Originally the lead Tenor of the Madrigan Opera Company, Lardy was forced into interstellar hiding after accidentally beheading the entire cast and three rows of the audience in a paticularly realistic interpretation of his latest production. Since then he has toured the galaxy, hoping to find some new Opera company that will hire him, or at the very least, a huge pile of cash.

Racing Craft:

[No picture]

Class: Civiliar spacecraft
Name: Ludicrous in Potential
Armament: A really big siren! (Yes I know sound doesn't travel in space)
Crew: 2
Shields: Shields? We're supposed to have shields?
Engines: Two Starslinger 7s plus afterburners
Info: This two-man civilian cruiser was originally the property of Dr. J. D. Lionel D.D.S, D.D who foolishly left the keys in the ignition whilst parked on the V.I.P landing pad on top of the Madrigan Opera House. Lardy Bastard, and his engineer Orr are still in the process of learning how to fly the damn thing, which doesn't stop Orr from spending every credit the pair own on buying new parts and strapping them on.

Slutbum... LMFAO! You certainly do know how to make up a post. BTW, how's good ole' King Benny?

Bump.

We need more people...


Apply!


NOW!

OOC: As far as I know, Benny is still tearing through Rave Shentavo's countryside, doing good and righting wrongs.

[From stats:]
...Shields: Xanthalian-Crimmond Varient Type IV...I hope you bought that system, because we haven't sold you rights to manufacture it...

[From stats:]
...Shields: Xanthalian-Crimmond Varient Type IV...I hope you bought that system, because we haven't sold you rights to manufacture it...This is a civilian race team. The government is only providing space for ships to store their cargo. However the team got the shields is not the Government, who has purchassed the Type IV shield technology in exchange for two ships of the line, or your concern.

Crimmond: We keep a record of all technology rights we sell. Though you have bought many individual units, you have not purchased the technology itself. Thus, you are not authorized to manufacture units of your own. However, since it is a variant you are not in violation of our laws.

Bump. Need more entries or it's off.

*grumbles* Do people even care?

OOC: Crimmond, patience is a virtue

IC:
DNS-1 Shipyards Racing Team

Cpt.Harm Kovain(27, male)
Bio: Captain in DNS Navy, served with distinction in several anti-pirating campaigns, is renowned in the DNS military for apparently surgically removing his common sense and caution. On loan to DNS-1 Shipyards as a test pilot.


Lt.Melissa Dovark(24, female)
Bio: 1st class sensor/shield specialist, recently graduated from Naval academy, 139th in a class of 3,000. Is currently working on sensor and shield tests for DNS-1 shipyards.


Ship: The Geist; POC(Proof of Concept) ship for Micro-Apparition class

Sub light drive: Wedge

Crew:2

Passengers:2 max

Weapons: None in POC model

Shields: DNShield v5.24 medium-class (lower middle out of 5 sub-capital shield classes)

Computer: 1 near-AI controls life support, energy management, lower ship functions, repairs through mirco-bots, and several other key functions to minor for a human to regulate.

FTL: 5-charge slipstream motivator and battery

Well there could be the Tannelorn Entry that would add more to it.

Morgenraete Transformable Space Atmosphere Fighter
Speed Atmosphere mach twelve, Space Mach 25
Method of Locomotion, Integral Plasma drives/Vernier System
Size 42 feet long high speed mode, 38 feet tall high maneuver [Giant robot]
Armament 2 80 Srm Packs, 2 High Power MASER Cannons [sufficient for Anti Ship]

Fast as hell, tough as nails, and more maneuvarable then an Alpha
could be the comment on this unit, the newest, finest example of mass production combat units to date. All weapons can be stripped and MASER's disabled of course

Essentially in high speed mode the plane Maneuvers like brick thrown by a catapult, high maneuver is still relatively fast but very maneuverable.


[it would be unfair to use the other one, after all we only have twelve and it uses Dimensional Bending to achieve speeds in excess of 75% the speed of light]

Pilot
Johann Schneider, Captain in the Naval Troopers
Nano Machine [biological kind not like jake 2.mo] enhanced soldier
Age 58[looks 25]
Ethnicity German/Siberian
Stats
height 6"3
weight 290 pounds [appears 180 pounds]
Excellent Soldier and pilot, Capable of multitasking to a far greater degree then most Naval troopers [that says a lot]
Highly intelligent and more then a little brash.
Cocky and headstrong, Fancies himself a real ladies man [wears the long hair to go with it] as well as an unshakeable belief that he can do anything that he wants [invincibility complex]. The last time he was supposed to attend and Air show he was distracted by one of the showcase girls and missed his appearance...which caused a slight incident and led to him being busted down to lieutenant, by his superior officers.

OOC: 75% the speed of light in an asteroid belt? You'd be sending the pilot to their doom. Lots of manuvering is needed. It isn't drag racing.

IC: The offers from DNS and Five Civilized Nations are accepted. We will hold off on making the final two spots until we get more entries. The pilots will all meet an Lunar Yard 3, where the ships will be check for signs of weapons and the like.

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Hayami watched from the hanger deck's pilot lounge/bar as the Military techs looked over her ship. She didn't like it a bit. "They'll probably break something." she muttered. The crewchief, Evans, was down there with his team watching them like a hawk If anything happened, they would know.

The asian woman looked out the viewport at a flash of yellow caught her eye. A Tiger Class Cruiser was heading to it's dock. The hull was marked CSS TIGER. The namesake of the entire class...

She was not impressed. So she ordered anothe drink and looked at the view screen showing some Earth-Bound racing championship called Busch.

The Geist slips smoothly out of the stream 10k km from Lunar Yard 3, it's occupant's waiting for landing clearance while the ship moves into the landing vector.

Harm mutters," Should be freaking hunting pirates, but no they say, you have to go on some crazy-ass space race. Stupid gits in command..."

Melissa smirks, The dogs of war never let this one go did they? At least he's supposted to be a good pilot, though he did rais a fuss about them not painting his kill markers on the ship...

The ships is cleared to land and both are directed to the the lounge area when they land.

They may be distracted by the site of a tech getting tossed aside as the crew chief jumps to shut down a plasma valve. "Damn fools... your idiots trying to kill us? Don't make ANY adjustments... just point out what you say isn't to the rules. We are the maintenence crew for Pathfinder, not you, twig boy."

The tech looked pale at the venom in the mans voice and nodded several times. "Yes sir."

Harm brings the ship into an easy landing in it's assigned spot, through the split-second 360* turn wasn't nessary. He and Melissa miss the commotion in the hanger, and walk slowly to the pilots lounge. Once they have entered Harm gets drinks for both of them as Melissa finds a seat.

A Columbus Class Transport, the Amerigo Vespucci carries the Pegasus, Captain Thomas Lafayette, and an engineering crew to the Lunar 3 Yard. Escorting it are a pair of Fox Class Corvettes. The corvettes stand off as the Amerigo Vespucci moves to dock at the Lunar 3 Yard...

OOC: I assumed all the ships would fly themselves to the hanger.... so I'm not sure what to do with your transport.

IC: The military finally give the Pathfinder four the goahead and leave an observer to watch them work. They then descend on the newly arrived ship and begin to look it over.

A message is sent out, interrupting the race Hayami is watching. There are only two spots left open for the Asteroid Leviathon and we need more entries. If you wish to enter... it thenm listed the contact information and such.

Hayami looked down the bar to the others that had arrived, still in the flightsuit she wore on the way to the Dockyard. She nods to both and turns back to the race that had come back on. Someone named McMurray was leading.

OOC: The transport is for the engineering crew... They'll make some tweaks to the Pegasus before the race...

IC: The Amerigo Vespucci docks at the Lunar 3 Yard. The landing doors open and immediately the crew gets to work unloading the Pegasus, equipment, and spare parts. Meanwhile, the engineering crew walks out of the doors and begins to peer around. A couple of them watches the unloading, while the others begin to wander around. Captain Thomas Lafayette strolls out of the transports and begins to look around. After an hour, everything is offloaded and the transport undocks and along with the pair of corvettes disappear into space...

Harm nods back, then makes an adjustment to his rank insignia's brightness on the sholderboard of his flightsuit. (Note: sholderboards and ribbon dohicks use nanofiber screens to display information)

Melissa studies charts of what the course should be looking like a few days later for the competition.

Sayami looked down at the ships in the hanger. Out of the three, the Pathfinder 4 seemed the most beat up and patched together. It still flew, sorta. Damn thing was hell to control at full throttle, with four frigate ion engines in it instead of the original two scout fusion engines. It had saved her from defeat(and deadth) more than once though.

She looked over the two and rubbed her neck, feeling the neural jack at the base. It was interesting, being a Gamma Human. She was by far the oldest on the team, but looked the youngest. Acted like it too.

After the Pegasus was unloaded, Captain Thomas Lafayette boarded the racer and moved it out into the asteroid field with diagnostic instruments on, so that the engineers can make improvemetns. The Pegasus begins to fly into the asteroid field at 1000 kilometers an hour, testing out the systems and working out any problems.

This is what the Geist looks like, but on a much smaller scale, and it's not the apparition.

http://www2.freepichosting.com/Images/75042/0.jpg

OOC: That thing is freaky looking....

also:

WE NEED MORE PEOPLE!!!! I want at LEAST three or four more serious entries.

OOC: Tag...perhaps I can make an entry...

also...Crimmond...check TG's

TG Steel.

TG Steel.

and again :lol:

OOC: That thing is freaky looking....


Yeah, but it's streamlined and can turn on it's head in a pinch. Sides, the Apparition version has a very good chance at being the fastest ship in the universe.

OOC: That thing is freaky looking....


Yeah, but it's streamlined and can turn on it's head in a pinch. Sides, the Apparition version has a very good chance at being the fastest ship in the universe.

Any specification on that or is it purely speculation?

Fastest ship... lots of asteroids.... turns on the proverbial dime...

I hope it has damn good internal dampeners.

It's the fastest if it wants to be, I never said that the ship would be running at full throttle.

And it's speculation SB.

And a lil old bump.

WE NEED MORE ENTRIES.

<<Toche>>

Will add an entry. Need to mock up a pilot.

Now let me get something up for my pilot and ship and let me see if I can do 3 RP's at one time!

Name: Ghuur
Rank: Merchant Navy Cargo Transport Pilot
Sex: Male
Race: Saurian, Sakkran
Record: Has been running shipments from the Asteroid belt to the Titan Colony to Earth, and all waypoints inbetween for 35 standard years. Never late with a shipment yet.
Ship: Emperor's Concubine (EC)

Most cargo transport pilots in the Merchant Navy go for their entire careers without any recognition. They follow safe transport routes and shipping lanes, making certain their cargo arrives when it arrives, intact and sound.

Ghuur is an exception in that respect. With a wild look in his eye, he has outrun pirate raids through the Asteroid Belt, laughing maniacally the whole time. He is an adrenaline junkie in the truest sense. If there is a thrill in space to be had, he goes in search of it. Sometimes his cargo doesn't make the trip.

Standing at 7'3", he manages to cram himself into the snug cockpit of his sleek craft. He has saved, scrimped and run every job he could get (legal and otherwise) to pay for his recently completed personal ship the Emperor's Concubine, a heavily modified Anole-class fighter.
http://home.earthlink.net/~peterpank/racer.jpg
Ship: Emperor's Concubine
Crew: 1
Armament: None
Shields: Kastaa Power Works EMF-EPF Resonator III
Engines: Four Kastaa Power Works Kreeg IVb Variant Ca micro-fusion engines

The application is accepted. Ghuur is directed to meet with the others at Lunar Yard 3.

The Sakkran Merchant Navy vessel slows as it approaches Lunar Yard 3. The captain of the ship comms Ghuur in his quarters.

"Alright Ghuur. We're here. Now disembark so we can go on our way. Good luck to you, and do our people proud."

People nothing. I want that prize! "Confirmed Cap. I'm on my way out. Gimme clearance in 5."

"Confirmed. See you on the way back."

Ghuur walked over to his modified Anole-class fighter, and stroked the side gently, like a lover's tender caress. Now, my beauty, we'll see if you are worth what I payed for. He palmed the access pad and the top lifted up at a 45 degree angle and slid forward. The internal cockpit then rose, and opened down the middle with a soft SSSSS. He climbed in and gripped the control bars, placing his feet in the velocity-control stirrups. It was like a motorcycle, but much longer.

The cockpit descended and the craft sealed itself shut, and pressurized. The comm unit came on in front of Ghuur's face. "This is the Cap. You have clearance from Lunar Yard 3. I'm opening the bay doors now."

The bay doors of the merchant vessel opened, and Ghuur released the magnetic pads keeping his ship in place. He let the decompression take him out of the ship, and kicked in the thrusters after 1/2 a kilometer away, angling them to Lunar Yard 3. He followed the landing instructions into the docking bay, and slid his ship in slowly.

The crew on the Pathfinder 4 look up from replacing and bypassing some circuts to increase the sensors range as the other ship arrives. They watch it pass through the pressure forcefield and land. One looks at the sleek looking ship and shrugs. Too sleek for his tastes. Ghuur is escorted from his ship to the lounge.

Hayami didn't look away from the outer viewport, watching the lunar surface, domed cities and ships go by.

Captain Thomas Lafayette piloted the Pegasus back to the Lunar 3 Yard and set it into a small berth. Thomas stepped out and gestured for the engineering team to come help him make the modifications that the vessel needed.

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