NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Ya i know what people who've seen Titan AE will think RIPOFF.. but.. i just watched it again.. so meh!

Losiria Planetary Defense Network

The Mix of Fighter Craft, Orbital Defense Platforms, corvettes, frigates, and the few last capital ships floated silently above their world, their only world.. but home to over 1,102,000,000 Losirians.

"THEIR COMING!" The one and only shout came from a small craft flying back to the lines, before it exploded, and thousands of other craft flew past where it had been, and began their attack on the last defence networks.

Pilot met Pilot, and Captain met Captain.

The fighters swarmed each other, corvettes taking shots at each other, the battle was short and bloody, the defence being overwhelmed in minutes, and the enemy bringing forth their weapon of destruction.

Triskana Spaceport, Outskirts of The Capital, Continent Minstrata
Hundreds of ships all over the planet were fleeing, the last few hundreds of people here loading into the last of the ships, before they took off, leaving the planet to its fate.

People scrambled into the ship, a small voice in the background counting down the seconds, the seconds before the planet was abandoned.

The last ship boarded, and they left.

Above Losiria
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The last few escape vehicles broke the atmosphere.. fleeing their doomed homeworld, watching the ship that would do it.. before their ships jumped into slipstream, fleeing to their evacuation rally point.

The enemy weapon opened up.. and began its one and only function, to destroy a world.

This was the end of a world.

http://www.filmszene.de/kino/t/titanblowup.jpg

The ship fired, and that was it.

The Planet exploded in a shimmer of crust and debris...

Losirians were now refugees, and they were hunted by an everpowerful enemy..

Evacuation Rally Point

Thousands of ships clustered around the former flagship of the fleet, the lone escort of the refugee's of the Nation of Losirisis.

The Thousands of ships inturn held thousands of people.. amounting to most of the population of the planet, though there had been the unfortunate few.. luckily.. DNA of most of the planetary organisms were in the Losirian information banks and nature could be reformed.. if they ever found a new home they could live on, safely.

Battleship Belephron, President's Quarters.

"President... this is everyone" An aide stated to the President

"What is left of our race.. Population count?"

"around 1 billion.. that still means we lost over 100 Million president"

"Damn it.. and our enemies?"

"Disappeared.. they arnt pursuing.. they musnt of deemed us worthy of total destruction.. we cant recover from this.."

"Indeed.. initiate the distress signals, include everything that has happened.."

"Yes President, it shall be done"

OOC: No interest?

I would like to offer the distraught people of Losirisis a home on the M class world of Siya in our second system which is called Siena.

We will aid you in the rebuilding of your nation and culture.

Do you need help escorting your civilian population. If you do ask for our assistance and you shall have it.

"President we have a message"

"Show me... .. .. Hmm, interesting.."

"What do you wish to do?"

"Accept the offer"

"Yes President"

[code:1:9cddbf1450]To: IB
From: Provisional Losirian Government
We Accept your offer, escort would be helpful[/code:1:9cddbf1450]

CSS Huntress
Lion Class Dreadnaught
Flagship of Task Force Wanderer
Fleet Renegade

Admiral Saratov stepped up to the science station and scanned the information. "Another planet killing weapon. Great. Divert the Vladius, the Ransom Castle and the Shurikun. Have them meet up with us in one hour." The crew went into action quickly, sening the messages and preparing for formation operations.

Saratov looked at the other comm officer and spoke. "Signal the refugees that we are coming in with four capital ships. Do not attempt to engage us. Whatever weapons you have would be better suited to fighting the enemy. Our ETA is four hours."

"Another friend, very well let them come, though inform them they should not underestimate the Belephron, she was built as a flagship and will prove herself if need be, how many fighters are operational?"

"Approximately 513 President"

"Launch 200 the Rear, have 150 Deployed to the left flank, and another 150 to the Right Flant , and have the 13 remaining patrol"

"Yes President, your orders are followed"

IBS Shelflife
Admiral Nkith
3rd fleet

The admiral walked on to the command deck of the IBS secondary flagship. The Shelflife was nothing compared to the Mediator but it could still do serious damage to almost all vessels.

"Captain we have had a communication from fleet command we are to move to these cordinates."

The cordinates were uploaded into the navigational system.

"Signal the fleet we are moving to aid the refugees."

The order was relayed throughout the fleet. Six Sathanas class warships and twenty two Ravana class destroyers powered up their subspace drives. A moment later the entire fleet moved into subspace to aid the Losirisis people.

Fifteen minutes later the fleet arived at the designated cordinates taking up defensive positions and launching the fighters to aid shattered nation and people in distress.

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The Capital ship of the Royal Largentian fleet was diverted from a previous mission to send a message to the victims of this apocalypse.

To:Losirisis
From: Largent

We offer support and we will hunt and destroy your enemies with every weapon in our arsenal. Can you supply us with more information about them.

The Capital ship of the Royal Largentian fleet was diverted from a previous mission to send a message to the victims of this apocalypse.

To:Losirisis
From: Largent

We offer support and we will hunt and destroy your enemies with every weapon in our arsenal. Can you supply us with more information about them.

[code:1:a937f133c3]To: Largent
From: The Provisional Government of Losirisis

We encountered them a while ago, we know nothing of them except they are humanoid, ruthless and very powerful, they fear only what we can become, and not what we are[/code:1:a937f133c3]

OOC: If you've seen the Drej, the enemies arnt them, the Losirian's actually look the same as Drej, ya i know :)

Using a trail of ice particles generated by the ships exhaust we will use Hammerhead attack-fighters to find and destroy your enemies ship and we will find its origin and destroy that. In the mean time we will have 7 destroyers protecting your new location at all times. We will update you on the situation.

OOC: Well, try and get beaten lol, they are supposed to be powerful

Very well

ooc: hmmm, I may get beaten. Will you RP your enemies position when I find him?

ooc: possibly, although you can if you wish

Titan AE. Great movie. Anyway, TAGGED.

ooc: possibly, although you can if you wish

No, I'd rather you RP them so I can get a good battle in.

ooc: okey

Kyp Durron frowned as the distress beacon in his cockpit lit up. His ship, christend the StarShard, a Ravean Python Class light frigate (Stolen of course, and hevily modified; it was one of the fastest ships in this part of the galaxy) made a U-Turn and sped in the direction of the "Distressed." True, he was a smuggeler, at some times a bounty hunter, but that didnt keep him from helping people out every now and then. After all, even rouges had the heart to give aid to the needy.

Kyp came out of the SlipStream in a shining blur, supposedly where the signal was being emmitted. He figured that it might just be a merchant ship that had blown an engine. He was stunned to see hundreds of ships, mabey even thousands, including escorts. Either an intergalatic war had started or mabey Kyp just didn' t listen to the news enough.

He scrambled to send a transmission to the ships.

"This is Kyp Durron, captian of the......" He was suddenly at a loss of what to say. He couldnt say, "Smuggling Cruiser" so he settled on "Private Ravean warship" instead. It was true that he had many governmental contacts, and would probably be able to get the Ravean government to help these people out if he tried hard enough. He began to speak again.

"This is Kyp Durron, captian of the Private Ravean warship the StarShard. I am not sure what aid i could give to you, but could you tell me your current situation? What had happned to you?" He sat back, feeling rather insignifint in a sea of starships.

The 150 Hammerheads close in on the massive space weaponry. They are tiny and very fast. Admiral Santuchi was in the lead:

Okay, go to V formation

Roger that

Arm plasma torps

Armed

Outer torps...FIRE

Next layer...FIRE

They repeated until all 600 torps had been fired. They then pulled up. Their torps had they explosive force of 5 hydrogen bombs.

All hits are recorded and confirmed. Use heavy lasers and fire at will.

Once the target was destroyed they would return to Largent.

Nearby to the convoy, space bent, twisted and ripped open as four large ships exited Hyperspace, the rift sealing behind them.

Each one was distinctly well armed. The smallest, a heavely modified Nebulon-G destroyer, the last generic class Crimmond used, was carrying armament a criuser should have been. The largest, the dreadnaught, was carrying enough firepower to stand down a small fleet singlehandedly, though, strangely, it was mostly short to midrange weapons.

"This is Admiral Saratov of Fleet Renegade, onboard the CSS Huntress, requesting permission to join your fleet."

To any 'privateers' in the area, the appearence of Renegade affiliated ships was normally bad luck, as the original 25 ships had rampaged through pirate cartels and even managed to seize a large pirate space station to use a a base. They were the pirates of the pirates, preying on the criminals and providing escorts to convoys at random. Today was only slightly different. They weren't avidly looking for anyone and were protecting most of a species.

OOC: Fleet Renegade is made up of two task forces that left the Sol system and are COMPLETELY independant of Crimmond. So if they do something you don't like, don't go complain to the government. ;)

"Fleet Renegade, Granted, Proceed to any escort pattern you so wish, theres plenty of spots to fill"

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Escape Vehicle Sytheras

"Officer, we just got a communique, seems to not of reached the Belephron"

"Play it then ensign, and get back out to the people"

"Yes sir"

[code:1:61ee6c7ccb]Message
This is Kyp Durron, captian of the Private Ravean warship the StarShard. I am not sure what aid i could give to you, but could you tell me your current situation? What had happned to you?[/code:1:61ee6c7ccb]

"Your Dismissed Ensign"

"Aye aye Sir"

[code:1:61ee6c7ccb]To: StarShard
From: Escape Vehicle Sytheras
Current situation, improving, homeworld eliminated, evacuation fleet, any support will be rewarded[/code:1:61ee6c7ccb]

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The Explosions from the torpedoes cleared....

The ship was still there.. battered.. but still there nonetheless.. and very, very, angry.

Communications from the defence fleet filtered through to the civilian channels. Shock and horror was on everyones faces at the suffering of the formercivilization of Losirisis.

Prefabricated buildings were being replicated on an industrial scale on the homeworld. While droids began the construction of the foundations of a new city for the people of Losirisis. Fusion power plants were being erected on Siya while Industrial replicators were being brought in to cope with the expected demand of the needy civilians.

Space ports and docking rings were being chrrned out of the Shipyards to cope with the demand of the Losiris fleet while Terralifts were being put into postion to move the population to the surface.

"Homeworld eliminated........" Wispered Kyp. So, there as a planet-destroying superweapon roving about. He decided that he would either try to help destroy the weapon or give as much help as he could to these planet-less people.

He sent another communique.

"This is StarShard agian. Permission to join Your convoy?"

[code:1:5173fa3089]To: StarShard
From: Escape Vehicle Sytheras
Granted, Assume Position Alongside Sytheras and Escape Group Athynas[/code:1:5173fa3089]

OOC: Bumpy?

OOC: Another bumpy

Santuchi looked pleased with his work. With the ship battered and still being pelted with heavy lasers there was no way this thing was going to survive for long. Thats when Santuchi got an idea.

Okay boys, pull out, lets this beast run away.

WHAT!?!

Cool your boosters boys, we'll tail this thing to wherever it came from, its not like its putting up a fight.

[sigh] Roger that.

The Hammerheads backed off and waited for the ship to run.

The Ship was still angry, it was being hurt.

Hundreds of small fighters came rushing out from any orfice in the vessel.

"Destroy Them, Destroy Them All"

The four ships made their way into the fleet, instructing the surrounding ships to leave enough space that they coud move out easily if needed. As each one entered, it's comm system went silent, except for short range talk between the escorts. The dreadnaught Huntress was in the middle of the fleet, the heavy battlecruiser Vladius; which has thirty five pirate kills displayed like a fighter on it's port side, was near the front, the heavy cruiser Ransom Castle near the tail end with the straglers along with the destroyer Shuriken.

After an hour or so, another tear appears in the void and a small ship moves out into normal space. It IDs itself as the escort carrier CSS Evansworth and drops in near the Vladius, the heavy battlecruiser making the small ship seem smaller. It was among the smallest in the entire fleet, but was among the best protected, counting it's fighters.

As Santuchi headed his squad back at the ships he saw the fighters.

Bogies, 12.00 o'clock

Formation?

V-shape! And Spread!

Current speed mach 7,8

Take it to 9.

roger that

Fire guided missles at will.

roger that.

the hammerheads began pounding the fighters. 7 were recorded lost and their crew dead. The numbers were down to 93.

As Santuchi headed his squad back at the ships he saw the fighters.

Bogies, 12.00 o'clock

Formation?

V-shape! And Spread!

Current speed mach 7,8

Take it to 9.

roger that

Fire guided missles at will.

roger that.

the hammerheads began pounding the fighters. 7 were recorded lost and their crew dead. The numbers were down to 93.

BUMP

OOC: Losirisis has been unable to post, therefore i recieved a short email with the topic name and this message

IC:

The Mass of fighters exploded, to be replaced by more.. and more.. and now the "Mothership" Began to add her own fire to the fray

Escape Convoy

"Hold it together, not long till we reach the target destination

Admiral Saratov nodded and sent confirmation that his ships would be accompanying the convoy into orbit of the planet and would be in the area afterwards.