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Captain Rodrick, ranking officer aboard the LMCv Memnon, walked towards the bridge with a scowl on his face. It wasn't much of a scowl, he did love his duty, but it was there. Let's face it, even if you love your job you can't be happy when you're pulled away from your Soaps right before the long lost evil twin brother is about to awaken from his coma. Yet each must do his duty, and a captain is no exception.

Approaching SensStatOne he lays his hands on the operators shoulders, his voice icy calm as he requests a status report and a reason for the alarms blaring throughout the Dreadnought.

The operator doesn't answer. He doesn't even move. He just keeps staring straight forward, his eyes glued to the display screen.

Rodrick, both annoyed and concerned, leans forward himself. Unlike the Admirals and D-Captains he'd earned his rank, working from the bowels of the military up, not just given a lofty position due to his relatives. Thus, he was more than capable of interpreting the Radial Projection on the screen in front of him.

"Oh........ my........... God. What is that?"

It was a ship, that much was apparent, but it was a Whale to the Memnon's minnow, dwarfing it like a Star dwarfs the surrounding planets.

With a gasp the Captain lurches around, rushing towards the communications station and thrusting down the lever he'd hoped would never need to be moved.

A radio transmission burns through Sub-Space, echoing throughout the surrounding space and flashing at every receiver station within half a light-year. Partially a plea for help, but mostly a cry of warning. When you gaze at that which heralds your death you do not worry so much of your own life, but of the billions of lives which hang on your actions.

OOC: Okay, this is my first RP (Woo Hoo!) and you might need a little background information. For those who don't know I live in the Deneb system and have recently conquered the entire thing (The government that used to rule it collapsed and I just kinda stepped in). I use Klonor technology (since he's the dude who used the rule Deneb) and Klonor ships (The Memnon is a Dreadnought class Corvette). Well, Klonor was a pretty big name in NS (and trust me, he never tired of reminding me of that) and I don't doubt that he's made some enemies. Well, if your government suddenly collapses it's a pretty safe bet that some of those enemies are going to come a-knocking. The way I'd like this RP to work is that one of those enemies has decided to conclude some unfinished business and has shown up to blow Klonor out of the sky. They really don't care that Klonor as a nation has fallen, they just want to blow up the planets and space stations. Since I now rule Deneb (including that which was once Klonor) that makes me the prime target. Anybody want to RP the invaders?

OOC: BUMP?

OOC: Huh? I didn't think Klondor was dead... :?:

OOC: Oh yeah, he's pretty much a corpse. Government all dead, territory conquered, the shole shibang. Want me to link you to the many threads?

He's not leaving NS (which is what people all seem to think), but the IC nation has been trashed

OOC: Ah, no...only see this kind of thing when a nation has been deleted...

OOC: So, you don't want to be linked? Okay. Do you want to be the attacker in this RP?

OOC: Not a space nation... :lol:

OOC: Oh...........

Do you know any space nations who do want to be in this?

OOC: Lords of War might but you'd need to losen up why they are there. They were not an enemy of Klonor.

OOC: It's my first RP, I'll take anything

OOC: You know, your lack of interest is really making me reconsider RP'ing here. Do you want that? I didn't think so!

OOC: Somebody, please post!

OOC: I would, but I don't have any beef with Klonor. So my presence here would be kind of redundant. (I may join later as an observer, depending if this rp gets off the ground. But until then, #TAG#)

OOC: I am a fairly new nation, never really picked a place to live, but I am trying to make all my technology from the Dune series, which is advanced, but in the Dune universe it is really cheap. I guess ill join, but not as the attacker.

IC:

Upon hearing the distress signal from the LMCv Memnon, captain Jonathan Vernius examines the origin and decides to fold space and investigate this litte incident mostly for personal greed to see what he can pick off from the wreakage. So he orders all Kindjal scouts back into the Highliner and folds space approx .75 light years away to watch the fire works.

When his ship reaches, he checks and rechecks his star charts becaue there is a huge mass of something that shouldnt be there.

Quickly folding back some ways to avoid the monstrocity, he hopes to God that he can escape this huge force alive and prays that the poor souls that gave the message die quickly.

With that thought, he sends a message to the LMCv Memnon saying, "Do you know what you are against? I hope you go painlessly, but if you got an idea about what this is, we may be able to help....a little."

OOC: I need somebody to post as the attacker before we do much, but welcome aboard!

Small Note: The "whale" isn't that big, it's just huge compared to the Memnon (which is a smaller class of ship). It's kinda like comparing a patrol boat to a Nimitz Aircraft Carrier.

Er, Valinon asked me to post to say he's interested in possibly being the aggressor starship.

OOC: I'm fine with that. Hell, I'd be fine with some random April 2004 nation if it meant that this RP would start (No offense meant to any 2004 nations. I have seen many '04 nations who RP a hell of a lot better than some '02 nations I've seen)

id be intersted also i have a dreadnaught on patrol outside my system its about 2.6 km . long if Val doesnt post

id be intersted also i have a dreadnaught on patrol outside my system its about 2.6 km . long if Val doesnt post

id be intersted also i have a dreadnaught on patrol outside my system its about 2.6 km . long if Val doesnt post

id be intersted also i have a dreadnaught on patrol outside my system its about 2.6 km . long if Val doesnt post

id be intersted also i have a dreadnaught on patrol outside my system its about 2.6 km . long if Val doesnt post

OOC: Ah, belated I arrive. Alright, I can do this, but due to time constraints OOCly, I won't be able to post but every one to three days. If this is unacceptable I hope you can find someone else, and I will understand.

OOC: That'd be fine. So far I have one RP post in almost a year, that seems much worse than 1 to 3 days :wink:

Just post whenever you're able

How's this look for the invader? I can do it if you want.

http://moderators.united.net.kg/NS%20Pic%20Hosting/RCS%20Integrity%20top%20view.jpg

Could I come in... My ships aren't all that big compared to the NS Uber-Ships.

The ship I'll bring in would be only 800m long:

http://www.bateshome.com/jordan/kryptmk31.jpg

http://www.bateshome.com/jordan/mkiii.htm

http://www.bateshome.com/jordan/ccsig.jpg (http://www.bateshome.com/jordan/ccdex.htm)

OOC: Ok, im not a great RPer, but im not bad either. No, im not the enemy if you dont mind. here we go...
IC:

Aboard "VSV Gralla" Stormkeeper Class Gunship-

"Captain, long range comm detects a distress siginal from a Klonor ship configuration, we are to far to get the exact type of ship.
Star Captain Brent blinked twice and shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
"Notify Intel. How far away is it?"
"About 1.4 lightyears"
Brent stood up and started to his office, just two yards from the door he gave a command.
"Notify all ships within 2 lightyears. Set a course, maximum warp. You have the bridge, Commander"
"Yes, sir. We should be their shortly.
Star Captain Brent always seemed to be the one getting caught in distress calls. The above is a common routine for him.

The CCSS Jordan, Capsule Corporation Kryptonite Mk III Class (http://www.bateshome.com/jordan/mkiii.htm), was on a scouting mission for the Zarahemla Defense Force. Captain Biggs' orders from ZDF command were to check out the Deneb System after the fall of Klonor, and determine if the new owners of the system were hostile.

The Jordan had been modified with an alien phase cloak device specifically for this mission, allowing the Jordan to monitor the system without making the new Rulers nervous, or suspiscious.

Having been in the system for 2 months now and found nothing suspiscious beyond the normal problems associated with Regime change, the Jordan was about to conclude its mission.

Biggs: *sigh* "There is nothing of interest here... Klonor has fallen, and all that remains is a couple of ships with lazy new decals of the new occupying force."

XO: "No kidding... what was our mission again? Determine of these guys are hostile? These guys are so confused and disordered that they don't know who their enemies are anymore. I say we go ahead and bring in the Zarahemla Delegates to officially greet the new owners of the Deneb System."

A few bleeps suddenly started sounding off at a tactical officer's post.

Tac: "Sir, one of the Ships in the system is sending out a distress signal. Sensors show a very large ship in it's proximity."

XO: "Any file on it in the databse?"

Tac: "Nothing Sir. It's a good couple of kilometers in length... weapons data unknown. They are about .9 astronomical units from our current location."

Biggs: "Make sure our phase cloak is up, and plot a course to take us within half a million kilometers."

Helm: "Aye sir. Course laid in."

Tac: "Phase cloak operating at 100%."

Biggs: "Proceed."

The Jordan moves forward at full speed, but slightly out of phase with this reality. Sensors still pickup realspace data, but any normal ship's sensors wouldn't pick up the Jordan unless they were really looking for it.

"Tac to Brent...Sir, I am picking up a large ship off the bow of the ship that is sending the distress signal."
Brent half runs out of his office.
"Red alert, shields, jammers now!" Brent hesitated "On main viewer"
The red alert sounded five times
"Yesir, on viewer now...our jammers will cause some interfirance. I am attempting to compensate."
A large ship appeared on the viewer. Brent shuddered.
"Notify Intel, drop out of warp. Take a defencive position 5 kilometers of the stern of the distressed ship. Hail them. Scan for any damage on the ship, and do a full low profile scan on that thing in front of us too"

OOC:Im probily out for the night. later

Realizing what a danger this ship might be, the commander sends another message:

"I repeat, what kind of assistance do you need? We can help you in a quick hit-and-run attack, but we need to know what you need."

OOC: Wow......... I didn't expect this much of a response. I hope I can live up to this

Capsule, didn't Klonor have some kind of anti-cloaking thing? A massomoter or something like that?

IC:

"Attention VSV Gralla, this is the LMCv Memnon. We have encountered an unknown vessel of large proportions with clearly hostile intent. No communications have been made. Any assistance you can offer would be most welcome."

The Memnon's engines begin to glow, moving the ship away from the vessel that dwarfs it so severly.

"Reinforcements can not arrive in time to save this ship, please, just give us time to escape."

With a sigh, the commander of the Vostovik Space ship the Viking

"You dont understand, I can fold space...I can go anywhere i want without moving, just give me something to help"

#tagged for my main nation, Five Civilized Nations...

"Under stood, Memnon. We will attempt to draw the ship away from you. Captain Brent of VSV Gralla out."
Coms>"Channel closed, sir"
"Ok, .25 phaser burst across the port bow of that thing. Lets get their attention"
"Aye. Fireing .25"
A single thin red line emerges from one of the two phaser banks on the Stormkeeper and slightly illuminated the shields on the large ship.

[OOC: Hey, I had to fire something to get this RP under way...]

Awaiting action from the enemy.

OOC: First off, that Klonor thing only works against cloaked ships that are still in realspace.

Second, I missed where this ship started having hostile intentions... SHouldn't you guys try to hail it first?

OOC: I think it declines hails.

OOC: First off, that Klonor thing only works against cloaked ships that are still in realspace.

Second, I missed where this ship started having hostile intentions... SHouldn't you guys try to hail it first?Thats what I was thinking. However, I do play as the personality of each of my captains. Not how my own self would handle it. In that case, if Brent hears that it is hostile, he gets its attention. He never goes by the rules of engagement and has become very close to being court-marshaled for that reason. Uh...but then again, is that ship not in Lil miss territory?

-Delete-

Im a passer by who is offering help, not really attacking or defending, just wants to know what is happening.

And I'm not really attacking or defending... I'm kinda just the little ship in the background that happens to have enough power to destroy, oh, a planet :)

OOC: First off, that Klonor thing only works against cloaked ships that are still in realspace.

Second, I missed where this ship started having hostile intentions... SHouldn't you guys try to hail it first?

OOC: It does? You know, he really should have told me how all this stuff works

Anyway, I think we should wait until the attacker (That would be Valinon, I think) actually posts something before we start doing anything

OOC: Okay, Lil miss says that the attacking spot is open again, so here I am. Time for the DRA to reclaim what belongs to it :twisted:

And Lil, I told you exactly how to work the Massometer.

IC:

With the typical flash of blue and the expected ripple of space there appears a Sub-Space node of rather large proportions, popping into Deneb at what is often known as the middle of nowhere. With no warning a shape plunges forth from the depths of Sub-Space; a shape covered with dozens of weapons turrets with an obvious purpose.

The DRAB Xanthus moves forwards, its sensors scouring the depths of space for its first victim. The dreaded Battleships were unmatched by anything in the Klonor arsenal, and the crew knew it. With readied Beams and charged Lasers it sped through spce, ready to spearhead the attack to re-claim the Home System.

Suddenly, a small blip appears on the sensor screens. So small it might not have even been noticed if it hadn't been for the energy levels it radiated.

"Captain? I think you should take a look at this."

"Yes? What is the problem?"

"I've got a small reading, I'd say it's about the size of freighter, but the energy readings are off the scale. They look like MS1 levels."

"Hmmmmm, MS1 you say? Run a detailed sensor probe, how many focusing lenses does that ship have?"

"We have two on sensors, sir."

"Two? That proves it, it's a Dreadnought."

"Dreadnought, sir?"

"It's an older class of ship, I doubt you'd have seen one in GD or Ross128. They're mainly used in planetary defense and exploration fleets. The thing is, even though they're so small, they sport two PBC's which gives them quite a punch. Lil miss had hundreds of these ships making up its primary space fleet, it seems they still have some. This isn't good. They might be weak individually (compared to the Xanthus) but in swarms of dozens they can cause quite some damage. Open a channel."

"Channe open, sir."

"Attention unidentified vessel, this is Captain Hark aboard the DRAB Xanthus. Lower your shields and surrender your vessel, the rightful heirs to Klonor have returned and we lay claim to this system. Surrender now and you shall not be harmed. Resist, and we shall be forced to destroy you."

OOC:

Info on Klonor ships (including those Lil miss uses, provided he hasn't bought any behind my back) can be found here.

http://hometown.aol.com/jbk405/images/ksig4.jpeg (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=59081)

OOC: No you didn't! All you did was say I had to read The Stars, Like Dust. Unlike you I don't read books that size in half an hour.

IC: "DRAB Xanthul, this is the LMCv Memnon of the Lil miss Republic. You have violated Republic space and must leave at once. Failure to do so shall be me with physical force."

The obvious quaver in his voice and the equally obvious inadequacy of his ship takes any force out of his threat, but the meaning is clear: "We're not leaving, so but out!"

"I repeat, leave at once!"

OOC: This would be a good time for those allies of mine to jump in

The CCSS Jordan, still just slightly out of phase with realspace, kept an eye on the signals being transferred back and forth.

Biggs: "Allright guys.. this is not looking good. We might have to step in. If they fire a single shot, we open up on 'em."

XO: "Shall we take an aggressive stance?"

Biggs: "...yes, bring us around to the aft side of that new ship, have all weapons armed and ready, and prepare to phase us back into realspace on my mark."

The relatively small, yet immensely powerful Kryptonite cruiser, stealthily moves in behind the newest Alien ship.

"Captain to the bridge, Captain to the Bridge." the annocment filled the corridors of the ship, with in 2 minute the captain was on the bridge.
"What do we got Mark?" he asked his XO.
"it appears to be a distress call from a Lil miss republic vessel, indicating a threat of vast importance..."
"While our two states have not closly interacted in the past perhapes it is now time for us to be aquanted XO, bring us into hyper and get us to that location."
With that command the Commonsense class Heavy cruisr entered into hyperspace, heading to a battle where the enemy would be unkown. ETA 2 NS hours.