NationStates Jolt Archive

For countless millenia; in a distant set of systems in the Milky Way; the Imperium had grown. Born of an ideal, forged by a single man to be a unifying force for humanity; it had reached to to embrace the stars, and unite all humanity under a banner of peace and prosperity. As the great war crusades had began, as man fought alongside his brothers from distant stars; inevitably more systems came under its sway. The Adeptus Astartes, the foremost fighting force of the Chronosian Imperium; created from the genetics of the great Primarchs (Who in turn were created from the Emperor, Marcus De Drakan, himself.); fought alongside the Imperial Guard, ordinary men with no more than a weapon and armor....

Yet even the best of intentions are corrupted; even the most noble of endeavors can lead to darkness. From the stygian depths of the Warp, they watched. The Gods of Chaos watched and grew wary of this new Imperium. And so; as the old one had been smote asunder; so the Chronosian Imperium would fall. But to their purposes....

The waves of psychic energy that ravaged Chronosia's psykers enveloped worlds; as the God's forced themselves upon the populace./ Daemons surged into being, the coreworld, Chronosia Prime, shook and changed; morphed by the psychically loosed will of the Emperor himself. When the dust settled; little remained of what had once been. The Emperor strode forth, changed; altered by the corrupting power of Chaos. He was now the Daemon Emperor...

And so now from the shadows; from the hidden past; they have come. And they shall make themselves known once again to the universe.

Probes hurtled through space; spiked things, adorned with the runes and words of the Four Powers. Prayers and maledictions echoed through the void; power crakcled about the rotating spheres; as voices intoned of years of toil and bloodshed. Of the great wars and terrible sacrifices of the Imperium.

"We are the Chronosian Imperium; reforged through blood, steel and faith. we come again to the foreground; to bring our light and our words throughout the galaxy; to spread and grow. To know those who dwell about us; and to take our rightful place amongst the stars. Behold the true Servants of the Gods! Behold the Imperium! Long live the Daemon Emperor."

And then silence; till the message played once more; and Chaos rode the star winds.

"Another meglo."
"Ya, put them on the oddball list."
"Done, care for a game of 4-D chess?"
"Sure."

ooc: Hi Chrono and welcome to the NS board.

OOC Thanks; expected a little more seriousness from NS; ah well :P

OOC: TAG, maybe Chrono'll eat diplomats now...

OOC; Nah; we'll feed 'em up first ;)

Mean while in the darkness of space a ship was rumbling buy, its nacelles glowing In a dark dull blue faction over its hull, the entire ship was only 526 meters long.

The Ship was known as the USS Ambassador (an Ambassador class heavy cruiser) the lights gleamed on its saucer section as it headed in the direction of a near buy system to patrol. The ships I- Impulse engines were rumbling loudly, the noise reverberating throughout the ship. On the bridge mean while:

The Capitan was sitting on his medium sized chair as people walked around and worked on the small bridge at there stations, working at there consoles as they tapped the Buttons flashed and beeped, under there hands.

The con officer looked to the Capitan after a completion of his scans.

he commented “sir we have some object heading this way we can’t tell what it is yet we’ll have to get closer, but its broad casting a message”

The Capitan nodded “play message” the con officer tapped his console playing the odd message

The Capitan raised a brow “why would they be sending out probes with a message like this, it doesn’t make sense are they announcing some thing?”


The helms officer taped some buttons on his LCARS panel and the ship warped out going towards the odd signal. Several moments later the ship drooped out of warp coming to a halt its engines still rumbling as its hull lights blinked in the void of space

Bump for Interest?

Bump for Interest?

OOC: Hey Chron, wassup?

IC:

"Who are these 'Chronosians', and what do they want?"

"We're not sure sir, other than what we have from the probe, we knoqw absolutely nothing about them."

"Well, find out more then."

"Yes sir."

A recon team was dispatched to find out what they could, a Bio-Trans escorted by a pair of Annhilator and Retaliator ships was sent to learn moer about the Imperium.

OOC: This version is RPed much differently from the one with my 'toss characters, so we might actually have friendly relations here.