Zakia
04-12-2004, 22:27
OOC: For those who find this post too long, skip to the bottom for the message, the rest is just pleasant fluff! Also, to prevent confusion, yes, I am using technology from Doom 3. When you think of my environment, think of the UAC dank corridors.
If you haven’t played doom 3, go on google, search for “Doom 3” and you should you get a good idea of what the UAC base looks like.
IC:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/Kriegorgrad/AlexeiStukovFume.gif
The Chairman turned to his companion, consumed by the shadows that hung over his living quarters aboard the meagre shuttle like a dark smog, “I think we are done here, we have discussed what we needed, the new EnPro reactors are complete I assume?” Alexi said with a hint of foreboding, his companion gave him a nod, barely visible in the darkness that held the room, the man turned and made his way to the door upon delivering his news to the chairman.
Alexi’s eyes followed his companion’s feet while he made his way to the steel door, it slid open at the man’s approach, Alexi clenched his tired eyes shut for one second and when they opened again, the man was gone, the only evidence that the was ever there was the gaping door that allowed harsh, sterile light to pour into the dark room. Alexi took a long deep breath, inhaling as much as smoke as he could before releasing it in a plume that faded into nothing as the automatic door slid shut with a chime, he threw himself back into a nearby leather sofa and took a deep suck of his cigar.
Chairman Alexi was sprawled over a dark leather couch, eyes on the gloomy ceiling of his living quarters, he gave a shallow puff of his cigar, wisps of pale, white smoke drifted about in the luxurious confines of the shuttle, he allowed his eyes to wander to the shuttle’s view port, revealing an endless expanse of inky darkness, the only respite from the undying black was the array of twinkling lights.
Alexi was still drawn in by the twinkling lights when the melodious voice of the ship’s AI swept in, “arrival imminent,” Alexi clambered out of his pleasant spot and took one final drag from the thick cigar, exhaling slowly as he dropped the narcotic to the dark floor, his boot squashing the tobacco while ambers fought pitifully for their last shred of oxygen before a heavy boot quashed whatever hopes had remained in their hypothetical minds.
Alexi got up and strode to the door, he waited for the two green lights that sat on the top corners of the door to blink twice, the door slid open with a hiss, Alexi strode down a short corridor to a waiting adjutant, the young man quickly began to babble on about nothing while he held a large pile of paper to his chest, Alexi was forced to listen to the man’s babble as he passed through the airlock connecting the shuttle and the space station.
The adjutant pursued Alexi until he reached the communications room aboard the space station that orbited the world of Kalosh, he went to his place on the set, harsh lights beaming down while a single camera lens was aimed at his face.
Alexi kept his as a voice came out from behind the camera, “We are recording in three-two-one and rolling!” Alexi began to speak for the message that ensued all the while keeping his beaming smile.
After a few days of processing and tinkering, Alexi’s message was saved and put into deep space drones, these drones were sent out in all directions, occasionally stopping and broadcasting it’s message of diplomacy.
<<<TRANSMISSION BEGINS>>>
Greetings, I am Chairman Alexi Dugalle of Kalosh, If you have received this message, that means you are capable of space travel and have happened upon one of our drones. We wish you well and hope that this message comes to you in one of the most fruitful times for your people, we have attached some information about us incase you are curious.
The first attachment concerns civil things, the second concerns something you may find interesting should our nations ever fight side-by-side.
Sorry for the Spartan message but my duties call.
<<<TRANSMISSION ENDS>>>
<<<ATTACHMENT>>>
Formal Name: The Confederacy of Zakia
Population: 5,000,000
Civil Rights: Below Average
Economy: Powerhouse
Political Freedoms: Very Good
<<<MILITARY ATTACHMENT>>>
Destroyer, Zakian Fist
Dimensions:
Length: 1250 Metres
Height: 350 Metres
Width: 350 Metres
Armour:
General: 2.5 Metre Titanium Alloy
Shielding:
None
Armament:
2x Front Mounted EnPro Plasma Cannon
1x Thermo-Nuclear Missile
140x Auto Tracking Medium-Range Plasma Defence Cannon (30 top, 30 bottom, 30 sides, 10 front and 10 back.)
9x High Powered Long-Medium-Range Plasma Defence Cannon (4 sides, 2 top, 2 bottom, 1 front.)
Support Craft:
24x Barracudas
Complement: 600 Crewmen, 30 Officers and Ensigns
Marine Complement: 200
Escape Pods: Enough for the whole crew to make a drop to an inhabitable planet with a breathable atmosphere.
Engine:
1x Warp Space Engine
2x EnPro Plasma Reactor Driven Engines
----
EnPro Plasma Cannon
The EnPro Plasma Cannon [EPC] draws upon power from the EnPro reactors, the EnPro reactors can effortlessly utilise all kinds of equipment on board ship while simultaneously enter warp space or going at full speed with the EnPro driven engines. However, due to the huge energy requirements of the EnPro Plasma Cannon, most secondary systems will shut down upon firing of the EnPro Plasma Cannon, also, the ship can only move at the lowest speeds when the cannon is charging.
When the EnPro cannon fires, the most obvious visual feature is the huge cyan beam that roars through space, shields fizzle out and titanium melts before this fearsome weapon of war.
If you haven’t played doom 3, go on google, search for “Doom 3” and you should you get a good idea of what the UAC base looks like.
IC:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v227/Kriegorgrad/AlexeiStukovFume.gif
The Chairman turned to his companion, consumed by the shadows that hung over his living quarters aboard the meagre shuttle like a dark smog, “I think we are done here, we have discussed what we needed, the new EnPro reactors are complete I assume?” Alexi said with a hint of foreboding, his companion gave him a nod, barely visible in the darkness that held the room, the man turned and made his way to the door upon delivering his news to the chairman.
Alexi’s eyes followed his companion’s feet while he made his way to the steel door, it slid open at the man’s approach, Alexi clenched his tired eyes shut for one second and when they opened again, the man was gone, the only evidence that the was ever there was the gaping door that allowed harsh, sterile light to pour into the dark room. Alexi took a long deep breath, inhaling as much as smoke as he could before releasing it in a plume that faded into nothing as the automatic door slid shut with a chime, he threw himself back into a nearby leather sofa and took a deep suck of his cigar.
Chairman Alexi was sprawled over a dark leather couch, eyes on the gloomy ceiling of his living quarters, he gave a shallow puff of his cigar, wisps of pale, white smoke drifted about in the luxurious confines of the shuttle, he allowed his eyes to wander to the shuttle’s view port, revealing an endless expanse of inky darkness, the only respite from the undying black was the array of twinkling lights.
Alexi was still drawn in by the twinkling lights when the melodious voice of the ship’s AI swept in, “arrival imminent,” Alexi clambered out of his pleasant spot and took one final drag from the thick cigar, exhaling slowly as he dropped the narcotic to the dark floor, his boot squashing the tobacco while ambers fought pitifully for their last shred of oxygen before a heavy boot quashed whatever hopes had remained in their hypothetical minds.
Alexi got up and strode to the door, he waited for the two green lights that sat on the top corners of the door to blink twice, the door slid open with a hiss, Alexi strode down a short corridor to a waiting adjutant, the young man quickly began to babble on about nothing while he held a large pile of paper to his chest, Alexi was forced to listen to the man’s babble as he passed through the airlock connecting the shuttle and the space station.
The adjutant pursued Alexi until he reached the communications room aboard the space station that orbited the world of Kalosh, he went to his place on the set, harsh lights beaming down while a single camera lens was aimed at his face.
Alexi kept his as a voice came out from behind the camera, “We are recording in three-two-one and rolling!” Alexi began to speak for the message that ensued all the while keeping his beaming smile.
After a few days of processing and tinkering, Alexi’s message was saved and put into deep space drones, these drones were sent out in all directions, occasionally stopping and broadcasting it’s message of diplomacy.
<<<TRANSMISSION BEGINS>>>
Greetings, I am Chairman Alexi Dugalle of Kalosh, If you have received this message, that means you are capable of space travel and have happened upon one of our drones. We wish you well and hope that this message comes to you in one of the most fruitful times for your people, we have attached some information about us incase you are curious.
The first attachment concerns civil things, the second concerns something you may find interesting should our nations ever fight side-by-side.
Sorry for the Spartan message but my duties call.
<<<TRANSMISSION ENDS>>>
<<<ATTACHMENT>>>
Formal Name: The Confederacy of Zakia
Population: 5,000,000
Civil Rights: Below Average
Economy: Powerhouse
Political Freedoms: Very Good
<<<MILITARY ATTACHMENT>>>
Destroyer, Zakian Fist
Dimensions:
Length: 1250 Metres
Height: 350 Metres
Width: 350 Metres
Armour:
General: 2.5 Metre Titanium Alloy
Shielding:
None
Armament:
2x Front Mounted EnPro Plasma Cannon
1x Thermo-Nuclear Missile
140x Auto Tracking Medium-Range Plasma Defence Cannon (30 top, 30 bottom, 30 sides, 10 front and 10 back.)
9x High Powered Long-Medium-Range Plasma Defence Cannon (4 sides, 2 top, 2 bottom, 1 front.)
Support Craft:
24x Barracudas
Complement: 600 Crewmen, 30 Officers and Ensigns
Marine Complement: 200
Escape Pods: Enough for the whole crew to make a drop to an inhabitable planet with a breathable atmosphere.
Engine:
1x Warp Space Engine
2x EnPro Plasma Reactor Driven Engines
----
EnPro Plasma Cannon
The EnPro Plasma Cannon [EPC] draws upon power from the EnPro reactors, the EnPro reactors can effortlessly utilise all kinds of equipment on board ship while simultaneously enter warp space or going at full speed with the EnPro driven engines. However, due to the huge energy requirements of the EnPro Plasma Cannon, most secondary systems will shut down upon firing of the EnPro Plasma Cannon, also, the ship can only move at the lowest speeds when the cannon is charging.
When the EnPro cannon fires, the most obvious visual feature is the huge cyan beam that roars through space, shields fizzle out and titanium melts before this fearsome weapon of war.