NationStates Jolt Archive

In a bunker in Allanea

Nivensky, CEO of Allanean Arms, Inc., smiled nerviously. Dolbanutaya, the Allanean Prime Minister, frowned.
"Listen to me here, Mr. Nivensky," she said, "I don't want any repeats of last time. No Trekkies on the design team this time."
"No, no, ma'am. We've checked the background of all participants throughly." Then he grabbed the microphone.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, brace for it! This is the first test of the revolutionary Kazansky Drive!"

"Ten!"

On the Gene Roddenberry SpaceDocks, five Anne Coulter VI space fighters sped out towards rhe exits.

"Nine!"

Aboard the USS Liberty , five more craft began acceleration.

"Eight!"

The pilots were in orbit of Earth, slowly beginning to type in the target co-ordinates.

"Seven!"

Two of the pilots where going to the asteroid belt, two were going for Mars, and six more were aiming as far as Uranus."

"Six!"

The last pilot completed typing in his target co-ordinates.

"Five!"

They laid their fingers on the switches that would propel them towards their destinations and waited for the order.

"Four! Three! Two! One!"

And they flipped the switches down. And so it began.

The 80M8 Nucleonic Omnidirectional Thrust System does exactly what it says it does. It produces thrust in all directions simultaneously using an extremely efficient nuclear fusion reaction.

A technical term for this kind of thrust production is "explosion."

Of course, one pays for quality from 01MC, and the 80M8 System is hardly a system if only single unitary devices activate. Therefore, a very simple quantum-entanglement network links them all. Just before the primer begins the fusion reaction, a signal is sent out on the network for all one hundred prototypes.

The plans of the "Kazansky Drive" (as it is called by the Allaneans, but 01MC never claimed it to be a drive, simply a prototype) tucked into neat little pockets next to the fusion bombs, go up in the same ten-megaton fireballs as do the fighters and anything else nearby. All one-hundred of the equipped fighters. This essentially ends up as five right outside the spacedock, five next to Liberty, and ninety going off wherever they were safely parked.

As a side note, once the 01MC oil-extraction systems were turned on, they successfully delivered the oil very, very rapidly. However, this required that some of the oil be combusted completely down to its final constituents of carbon dioxide, water, hydrogen, oxygen, and graphite. This is an extremely exothermic reaction probably leading to all sorts of ick like underground burning of oil deposits and drill fires/explosions/what have you.

What oil that does come out is a form of tar completely unusable for anything short of paving roads or dipping the heathens in.

Like everything in life, there are lessons to be learned from this: Always read the fine print and proof of the old adage: "Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me." (http://205.209.177.141/albino_files02/rs(www.albinoblacksheep.com).swf)

OOC: For what it's worth, I wasn't fooled in the first time, per se. I expected junk ships, junk ships I got.

IC: Nivensky sighed.
"Ah, well. Back to the drawing board."

Shiny... Was the only thing the Sonne thought when watching from far, far away.

(OOC: *brushes away with a limp swat of the hand* That's not what I heard. You just had 900 megatons of nuclear fusion go up in your country, and it appears that the space station and the spaceship are both getting 50 megatons of their own. I'm afraid that means posting damages.

And something I just remembered--I hope you weren't too attached to your oil reserves either. Literally up in smoke there.)

Given that the planes had taken off before the explosion, it did almost no damage - but the 90 fighters that went off inside the Liberty did, obliterating it altogether.