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Dolphins in Space!! [Open]

Dolphin Imperium
30-04-2005, 14:35
Lightning crackled in the overhead sky, fire consumed the bamboo cities, and great thunders rocked the very core of the world. “Panda One” was the last bastion of the evil Panda race, they had fought to dominate the Galaxy contesting the Dolphin Imperium for centuries, until this climactic battle.

On the surface of the lush green world Dolphins Marched through the streets in Napolenonic fashion, slowly consuming what remained of the Bamboo planet. Their chest rays created swathes of fire wherever the maritime creatures found Panda resistance, the order, like countless ones before them was to slaughter all, even the cubs, who fled high into the canopy, but that would not save them, nothing could save them now!

It is important to note that in the case of Dolphins, their language is in fact to me and you a series of high pitched squeaks, out of range frequencies and movements, but that’s from the lower Dolphins found in a pre-evolutionary state on the planet Earth. Chance would have it that on the Dolphin Homeworld “Pacifica,” the Dolphin master race has developed a language remarkably similar to English, with the only difference being the name, of which they call their language which is, “Isapetolianmagrelaian.”

Tuna One, In orbit.

Scholar one was comfortable in the great Tuna tank, the battle was going well, and reports were flowing in of Panda routs all over the planet, the war was finally at an end, with Dolphin superiority finally proven. “Finally, we have them beaten.” Scholar one professed. “Poor sports these Pandas, I expected a little more resistance.”

“The ground fighting is still heavy. We will have suffered millions of casualties by nightfall, our forces are not as to adept at land warfare as the Pandas.”

“Nonsense Scholar fifty eight.” Scholar one clicked. “The Pandas are an inferior race, proven by their inability to swim. Even on land we can out run and out manoeuvre them.”

“Apart from in the deserts.” Fifty Eight corrected.

“Yes well, nothing a few orbital strikes won’t solve.”

Cracking his tail in protest against the bulkhead Fifty Eight raised his tone. “We are not allowed to use any orbital weapons. The orders as you know come directly from the primary aggregate, we cannot endanger the Tuna reserves!”

“Oh yes, the tuuuuna.” Tilting his head Scholar one emphasised his sarcasm. “I am sick to death of Tuna! Is there not another fish in this Galaxy!”

“We have yet to discover it.” Fifty Eight emphasised. “Every oceanic planet we have found only has plankton, vegetation and Tuna. We should consider ourselves lucky in a way, lucky to be the only other maritime creature to exist.”

“Somewhere, out there, there must be another creature that can be devoured, and I will find it!”

“You make that pledge on every campaign Scholar one, and you never do anything!”

“Humph” Scholar pulsed as he left the primary tank, snapping at a rouge tuna as it swam past.

At the start of the Dolphin wars the Pandas had realised that victory would be impossible, their technological advantage was almost instantly lost by the capture of their great dreadnaught Yi Zang. The Dolphins reversed engineered the technology and as a result adapted to the various weapons systems that the Panda Empire could throw at them. In preparation of the final defeat the Panda Empire sought to develop an escape method, a way to save their race, and escape the tyrannical dolphins forever!


Panda Command: Hanger One.

Hang Zoi shuffled up the ramp, ushering mothers and their cubs into their stasis pods, the escape was going to be quick, and with the almost instantaneous changes in acceleration he could not be sure that the enhanced inertial dampeners would suffice. Panda Zero, was his races final attempt for peace, for seventy years he had engineered a wormhole device which would take him to another Galaxy, far away from the evil Dolphin menace. Activating all the systems he finally saw to it that the ramp was raised and the ignition sequence started.

Grasping the controls with his paws the ship slowly rose, and with a great burst of energy it flew off into the upper atmosphere.

Frowning Hang Zoi saw a Tuna class battleship blocking his path, it was currently situated in the exact coordinates where the wormhole was going to be opened. Hoping the shields would hold against the torrent of laser fire, he pressed the large red button; an accumulation of his life’s work which fell into the an area of 3cm square. Not very dynamic, but it would do the job. Slamming it down Hang zoi fled into his stasis pod, the computer would control the ship from here.

The computer devotionally generated the wormhole, consuming the Dolphin battleships, and saving the Panda Race, but were the Dolphins destroyed, or did they follow the Pandas?

OOC: This is here for anyone to find the Tuna Battleship, or Panda escape craft. Its utterly open and yeah I'm serious ^_^
Omar Guilds
30-04-2005, 16:42
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The Fedral Union
30-04-2005, 18:59
http://www.strekschematics.utvinternet.com/shipgallery/shipgallery1/akira.jpg
Mean while the USS Thunder child was moving through, the sector at cruise speed. It was on a scount mission for the union, it was rumbling along its impulse engines at ¼, its speed was .70 C it was curiseing in to unknown sectors, its sleek saucer section and nacelles gleamed along in the light
From the enormous amount of starts filling every crevice of visible space there were several nebulae and asteroid fields near by as well.

On the bridge

Capitan Gorge Anderson as sitting back on his leather like upholstered chair looking out on the beeping crowded bridge, his officers were working around him taping there blinking beeping consoles, as they worked quietly on several minute task, ops mean while was scanning the sector and other sectors as well with the ships sensors trying to find any thing of interest, he sighed looking at his console.

The captain said as he exhaled sharply,” helm if ops sees absolutely any thing of interest, set a course to intercept it, this is one of the most boring missions I’ve been on.” The helms men looked over and said “yes sir” as he quickly turned back to his console swiveling his chair.

(OOC: the ship is 465 meters long has 3 Phaser arrays and 15 torpedo launchers)
Dolphin Imperium
01-05-2005, 02:10
Tuna Class Battleship

Alarms pulsed throughout the ship, the ultrasonic frequencies alerted the crew to growing gravimetric instabilities. Tuna, mindlessly swimming about sought for refuge in the artificial kelp, and bulkhead corners. “What on Pacifica is happening?” Fifty Eight queried.

“A Panda vessel is heading directly towards us, primar. They are at ramming velocity.”

“Impossible, all of their ships were destroyed in the battle for Panda four!”

“But it does exist, look out the port, its right there!.”

Clicking and screeching, ultrasonic pulses flew from Fifty-eights sound boxes. He was agitated, angry and most of all furious that the Pandas still disobeyed the Dolphin Imperium. “I want that ship destroyed!”

“We are trying! All batteries in range are firing, but the ship is heavily shielded.”

Somersaulting in the water Fifty-eight grew angrier and angrier by the second, the sudden gravity sheer which sent him slamming into the rear bulkhead didn’t help of course. “My word! What the dues was that?”

“We have an immense gravity well forming Primar?”

“Where!”

“Right there….” The hunter Dolphin Pointed his nose out of the view port, causing Fifty-eight grew shock and terror. There was a great well forming, glowing a bright white, and swirling in front of his ship.

“Get us out of here! Full reverse Dolphins, hurry!”

“It’s too late……..” Screeched from the other side of the bridge. The grand battleship fell through folds in the universe, curved around time, and eventually burst out of the event horizon, heralding the Tuna battleships return to real space.

“What Kind of Tuna compact was that!” Scholar one demanded as he swam into the primary tuna tank.

“It appears.” Fifty-eight quickly answered. “That we have been sucked through a wormhole.”

“So where are we? And what of the approaching Panda vessel?” All on the bridge flicked their tales in order to face the detection station.

Scholar Ninety-two turned, after hitting in a few commands with his flippers. “It appears, we are in exactly the same position, we haven’t moved a league.”

“So what was the point in the wormhole?” Fifty-Eight enquired.

“The computer, comparing stellar intensity with our previous readings and current readings is leading me to believe that we are several million years in the future!”

“Oh….? Are you sure?”

“Yes I’m quite sure, what else do you need, a Tuna stamped certificate?”

“Well…..” Fifty Eight thought about it. “It would be nice, but I suppose I can take your integrity for it.”

“You had better” Ninety-two retorted.

“Perform a full scan, I want to know if anything is approaching us.”

“I don’t think that’s necessary Scholar one.”

“Oh really! Why is that?”

“Just look out the viewport!”

“Oh…..”

Well anyone who wants to show up can now. The Tuna battleship is in real space and relatively undamaged. Just a few deck to deck water currents but that’s about it. So feel free to join in everyone!”
Christoniac
01-05-2005, 03:04
The pirate Ship of the line.The R.P.C Apocalyptic drifted through space "Garr hand over all ye space doubloons or be sent straight to davey jones locker"Was the only message they sent to the dolphin ship aswell as an image of a jolly roger.

The pirates then opened fire on Tuna 1 with all of thar weapons aiming for there shields and engines.
Dolphin Imperium
01-05-2005, 12:06
"Hitch Hickers Guide To The Galaxy", never heard of it, what is it?
Zepplin Manufacturers
01-05-2005, 13:52
ooc COMMENCE INFECTED THREAD PURGE/JETISON/DESTRUCT SEQUENCE!
The Fedral Union
01-05-2005, 15:12
(ooc just to know were is this ship so my ship can stumble upon it?)
Dolphin Imperium
01-05-2005, 18:50
It would be close the Galactic rim in the alpha quadrant.
The Fedral Union
01-05-2005, 19:12
(perfect!)

Mean while ops was looking at his console as it started to beep rather loudly, he looked confused but then realized he was detecting some thing, it war 3 sectors away near the edge of the milky way, he looked up and over to the captain saying
“Sir I'm detecting an object seems like a ship but I cant tell form here, its 3 sectors way, about 10 minutes at warp 2”

The captain looked up to ops and responded in a some what interested tone “hmm, ops make sure we get an accurate scan when we get there” he looked back to helm extremely quickly saying “helm set a coruse warp 4, tactical make sure our shields and weapons are ready incase any thing happens”


Both officers nodded quickly swiveling back and addressing there consoles

The Akira class ship rushed in to warp, luminous light rushing passed as it jumped in to sub space, Blue particles from both nacelles slowly floated in to the darkness, of space as the ship moved along at warp 4, with in 5 minutes the ship had reached its destination and dropped out of warp.


The helms swiveled looking over to the captain saying “sir shall I move us in closer?”

The Captain nodded, in turn the helms officer tended to his console pressing a couple buttons revving up the impulse engines, the ship rumbled and moved as the light from the stars gleamed on its sleek hull.