NationStates Jolt Archive

The immense planetoid hung in stationary orbit over Vernii, a silver colored five kilometer diameter sphere. Small shuttles darted about, carrying crew and missiles to it. A few hundred kilometers away, Bastion, Gregor Defence Command, sat silent in its orbit over the capital. Home Fleet was also nearby, arrayed in wall formation, and ready for battle in the event of interruptions. The presidential yacht, Corona, drifted by lazily, full of high ranking government officials and Gregor Corporation executives.
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The bridge crew of Apollyon snapped to attention as Rear Admiral Schoeber stepped off the liftcar into it. "At ease men. As you undoubtably know, this is a very important event, especially after the beating our navy took in the recent war. So don't screw up, and back to your stations."

Schoeber took his seat as reports filled the air around him.
"Graser batteries online. Laser batteries online, missile tubes ready for launch. Fold drive coming online."

"Navigational coordinates inputted."
"Activated Fold Generator One."

The planetoid began vibrating, and bulkheads of the bridge seemed to bulge with energy, and everything took on a reddish tinge. Outside of the planetoid, colorful gashes in space ripped open, and the Apollyon vanished.
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Several light years away, in the Klein system, the planetoid reappeared. The Klein fleet base immediately transmitted it's congratulations, and the defence fortress fired off a salute. Schoeber activated a ship-wide com, "We have now successfully tested the Takan fold drive. Well done men." He closed the link, "Prepare to activate Generator Two."
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A few seconds later, the Apollyon reappeared with a flash of light back in orbit over Vernii. A chain of graser fire rippled out from bastion in salute, followed by the other orbital fortresses and Home Fleet.
Schoeber finished his report to President Calimar and Fleet Admiral Harris with, "Apollyon is now fully operational."

Between the God's Eyes, two massive gas giants in the same orbit around Arbiter Prime, life stired. Three Takian Dreadnaughts held formation around an orbital shipyard, as the five kilometer sphere was completed. Not the most auspicious looking ship, the Andorian's Wrath was not meant to be spotted untill far too late. The painters struggled to finish the paint job over the surface, giving the ship the illusion of being simply a planetoid, pock marked with pseudo-craters and shadow lines. Onboard, systems were brough up, the AS system, Andorian stiring to life.

I am the peace maker
the bringer of eternal rest
the silencer of nations
once my wrath has passed
nothing shall remain

Energy crackled around its hull, shields coming online as massive weapons batteries from Vernii warmed up, 500 cm lasers and 750 cm grazers coming to life, aside Takian Slicer Cannons. Four massive bays opened, exposing a fleet of gunships, before closing again.

Andorian's holigram stood apon the bridge, not heeding the tech officers running around, finalizing checks of systems and bringing the Ortagan cloaking system online, the Andorian's Wrath disappearing from all sensor screens, its IR image fading away to nothing as it became a phantom. Absently he started to say his Oath, though it would be a week before he officialy swore feality to the High Prince and his Heirs.

I am Andorian, a soldier in the army of my prince and my emperor. I will serve both loyaly untill the day I die. Never will I betray them with weakness, for even if battered and broken, I will not surrender, rather, I will fight to the death, to assure my brothers may live to fight anouther day. I am Andorian, I am the death dealer. . . and by my hand, I will crush those who stand against us. He took a few experemental swings with his sword, a wickedly curved kris blade, it passing through the hull of the ship, being holographic like he was. No matter, it was not his weapon, and this hologram was not his body. . . the entire ship was his body, its weapon's, his sword, its armor, his shield.

I am Andorian, the wrathful. . . God have mercy upon any who cross me, for from me, there will be no quarter, no forgivness, no mercy.

<Mark>

Andorian Class Ambush Ship

Part of a joint effort with Vernii, the Andorian Class is essentialy a large sphere, with holographic projectors around it giving it the appearance of an asteriod. Internaly it has Ortagan stealth tech masking the truth that lies within its hull. . . gunships, always prepared for combat against any who come across it, backed up with grasers and lasers, along with Slicer Cannons, and torpedeos launchers, it is a force to be rekoned with, and a great welcoming party for uninvited guests entering your system.

Armorment: (12) Slicer Cannons, Upper hemisphere (12) Slicer cannons, lower hemisphere (150) Torpedeo Tubes (1000) Point Defence stations, (30) 500 cm lasers, upper hemisphere (30) 500 cm lasers, lower hemisphere (10) 750 cm Grasers, upper hemisphere (10) 750 cm Grasers, lower hemisphere

Armor: four absorbtion shield, three backup generators. 5 m of neo-titanium armor, 1.5 m titanium polymer blend, 20 cm tungstun ceramite HEPD fields, Stealth tech, holographical projectors

Docking Capacity: 300 gunships, 10 shuttles, 500 interceptors

Powered by: 4 Quantum Singularity generator, 12 backup fusion generators, 45 emergancy matter/antimatter reactors

Fold Drives: 2

Length: 1,500 meters

Crew: Skeleton Crew: 300, minimum combat crew: 4,000, maximum capcity: 5,000

Boarding Actions: 1,000 marines, 100 kamakazi boarding craft, 100 heavy boarding mecha, 300 light boarding mecha