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Illior News Network (INN)

" Hello I'm Joe Alsef and here at INN we bring you the Top stories from Illior. Today, THe Minister Of space, Aeronautics And other things, Made a public Statement today outside the House Of Delagates Here is a Clip"

"Today, the Prime Minister of Illior has asked me to launch a program to find another race that is not yet Known to Illior and to scout several unknown Areas of space. With the completeion of the Giant Carrier/Battleship ISS Pride Of Illior along with several other Capital Ships and research vessels. The ships will depart sometime within the next several Months(NS time/4 or 5 days RL) Under the command of captain Josef L. Densign..."

"Coming up next, why the government put a ban on health food and fastfood restauants..

Please TG me if you would like to participate under the following conditions:
1. You must have atleast 500 million Citizens
2. you must have a decent RP record
3. Please have an actual Space fleet
4. No more than 10 Capital ships a person

And there are only 7
1.Sambizie
2.Centeral Facehuggeria
3.Argheraal
4.Adejaani
5.Federal Union
6.New Empire
7.AO

BUMP already :oops:

Open Communication--Sambizie Command

ATTN: Illior Command

Mr. Prime Minister,

I would like to wish your people a safe journey as they explore the unknown. Due to our recently aquired space, I'm afraid I cannot participate as we can ill afford to dispatch 10 vessels, much less based on the purpose of exploration. Since our last "real" contact with each other the Sambizie have been at war. Now it is time for our men to rest and families to reunite. Our system is still in dispute and our homeworlds at an undesireable risk, thus we must decline the invitation.

However, we would like to send the 5th "Hammerhead" Recon. Division of the 13th Fleet, that is if they can stow aboard another carrier. We would be honored if they could find room aboard another vessel for this excurision. At any rate, again we wish you well.

Respectfully,
Emperor Mwto'ar Uganda
CEO Aero-Tech/IVA Industries
APTO
NATO
NAIA
UTP
TFA
LFW

Your Ships canBe stored In The ISS PRIDE OF ILLIOR luckily there were several open docks.

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please post all applications and queries here

Post Goddam**t post people!

OOC: I'll join, but my internet connection hasn't been too kind these past few days, so there may be lulls in my posts. :wink:

IC: "Space exploration...It is our dream isn't it Alexei? That is why we built the Vengeance, well that and protection." <The premier cracked a rare smile>

"Indeed my friend. With the new defenses, I am confident that we can spare the Vengeance for an exploratory mission. Besides, the shipyard is working hard on the Vengeance's sister ship. We'll be fine while she is away."
"I know. I will order the Vengeance to join this mission, with the Illior government's permission, of course."

[code:1:472aa87fba]To Illior government:
We have recently heard of your mission to explore the galaxy. It is a laudable goal and one that we share. To that end, we would like to send the CFV Vengeance along on this adventure.[/code:1:472aa87fba]

OOC: Relevent stats will follow, as soon as I dig them up. Suffice it to say that the Vengeance is a large battleship.

OOC Edit: I just noticed the 'TG' part. Sorry for not reading it sooner.

OOC:
The Vengeance is the first of a new class of battleship (The 'Dreadnought' class) that I've constructed.
As I've yet to make a CF Military Review/stats topic, here are the pertinent stats here;
Legnth: 4 KM

Width: 1 KM

Fighter Capacity: 350 assorted fighters and bombers

Weapons:
4 Heavy Plasma Beam Weapons
1 Super Heavy 'Graviton beam' (Designed to take out other big ships)
10 Standard Laser turrets
35 Point Defense laser turrets (for missiles and such)
Two 100 megaton torpedo launchers.

Shields: Heavy "Accumulator" Shields

Armor: 2 foot Carbon Nanotube/Depleted Uranium sheath.

Crew: 25,000

Additional personel: 2000 CF Elite troopers

If you want pics, I can provide.

The Free Land of Industrial Provences is very willing to join, since we have been expanding our space program for some time.

hmm.. sounds interesting.. minimum 10 ships per participant?.. do you expect to find a very hostile race or something? ;) will look like a friggin' huge taskforce instead of an expedition goup :P
Also, is this a 'i know where and what to look for..' or a 'lets just go out there and see what can we find' kinda thing?

TO: Illior Government
FROM: Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Argheraal

The Government of Argheraal would like to participate in this endeavour, for this we will participate with an Orion class destroyer with a complement of 48 fighters (8 squadrons= 1 recon, 2 bomber, 5 fighter squadrons) and two Marine platoons each with an Eagle armored assault shuttle, a Leviathan class heavy cruiser with a complement of 10 fighters (2x five fighter squadrons), a Faustus class research ship and a Nebulon-B medical frigate.
President Steel feels it is time for Argheraal to start cooperations with other space faring nations in the exploration of our galaxy.

Robert McNeil
Minister of Foreign Affairs
Incorporated States of Argheraal

OOC: CF?The Nimitz (I think it is the biggest carrier in the U.S.A has a complement of Ship's Company: 3,200 and Air Wing: 2,480 crew or so and the ship is only 300 metters long!)

OOC: Thanks for the information. It appears that I was way off when it comes to crew estimates. Thanks for telling me.

hmm.. sounds interesting.. minimum 10 ships per participant?.. do you expect to find a very hostile race or something? ;) will look like a friggin' huge taskforce instead of an expedition goup :P
Also, is this a 'i know where and what to look for..' or a 'lets just go out there and see what can we find' kinda thing?

uhh not a minimum but a max
OOCBelieve me we will need more than 100 ships

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Industrial Provinces you are denied because your nation didn't fit the following specification:Atleast 500 million citizens

OOC:Bump

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Memo from Nathan Black, Secretary of Defense, Adejaani

To our old friends in Illior, we have not forgotten how, during the fledgling times of the Adejaani military space programs, your nation banded with ours to combine industrial might to build quality ships. It is good to see you continuing in your quest. With your approval, Adejaani wishes to deploy Two Carriers; Two Cruisers; Five Destroyers; and one Logistics Vessel to join your expedition. We thank you in advance, whatever your decision.

Muktar wishes to join this project. We have alreayd developed our own space vessel:
http://www.cstone.net/~martan/gallery/ship.jpg
OOC: Gotta log off, I'll be on in the morning.

OOC: Excuse me, Muktar, your population falls short of the requirements by about 250 million. Please go read the first post carefully. :wink:

good to see you again ade and i am glad you and sambiziewill be joining me

Since the Fed union was invited to join in ill send 1 exploror class ship 2 nebual classes 1 galxay class and 1 defiaint class .

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5 space left!!!

Near Pluto...

The 13th Fleet in it's entirity emerges from their final jump. The hulking Battle Carriers begin flight operations the instant the fleet is in stable space. Shooting from the decks, the 5th Recon and Assult Task Force. Their destination...Earth.

The Task Force led by Commander Zl'onia has taken up an "staging" position and will proceed to meet the Illiorian vessels. For some fighters, this will be the closest to home since the ShaRa Wars. It's ashame they'll be in Operations and not on R&R. The good news of the Adejaani Fleet partaking in this operation puts the pilots at ease as they have been fighting alongside eachother almost mechanically, yielding devistating results and casualities to the enemy for the last decade. As the Carriers of the 13th empty, they turn about and prepare to make their way back to the Empire, while the 5th proceed towards Earh.

Secret rp

Siesana/New Sambizie City

The Emperor has received word that the 13th Fleet has unloaded and is returning home. Furthermore the news of Lord Ta'lahd's 5th Fleet has now taken orbit above the Allied Powers. Mwto'ar summons his advisors to his side...

I am ordering elements of the 5th Demon Fleet to reinforce the 5th Recon during this excursion. I do not wan't Lord Ta'lahd to command the elements...
Yes Sir...
Instruct the AP's, (Allied Powers Class Dreadnaughts) to go black and that they are only to communicate with the Empire.
Sir, won't this "look" hostile if we are detected?
And who's going detect us?...The Adejaani?...They should know better than anyone about contacting a new species. The Empire will not wonder into space aimless to potentionally encounter another violent race such as The ShaRa...We will not be caught with our perverbial pants down, is that understood?
Yes Sir, we are transmitting the orders now...
Very Well
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Earth...

The 5th Demon Fleet of the Sambizie Empire has arrived in orbit. It will only be a matter of days before Lord Ta'lahd choses his wife. But, the canidate from Imitora looks promising...

Technical

13th/5th Recon and Assult Task Force Compliments:

25x SA-43 Fighters
75x SA-43 Fighters/THARP
100x SAF-22 Attack Fighters
25x SAE-43 Bombers
25x SB-43 Heavy Bombers
100x Vampire Class LR/Multi-Role
100x Phantom Class SR/Multi-Role

*with the exception of the Vampire Class, all craft are Transatmospheric.

OOC: Illior, let me know when you wanna start :lol:

I'm in. (I attempted to post earlier....damn server)

OOC soon
OOC2: "how are the preparations going?"
"very well sir"
" how many do we have signed up?"
"5 sir"
"GOD DAMMIT! you know we'll need more from the last transmission"
"yes sir"
"put the 3rd 4th 5th and 6th battle groups on alert for launch, we must hurry!"
"yes sir!"

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"sir we must leave within the next 24 hours or our options will be limited"
"i konw Admiral, are the 3rd-10th divisions ready?
"yes sir and the others have assembled at rally point beta"
" good. Have all commanders meet on the PRIDE OF ILLIOR."
"right away sir"
" oh and how many total capital ships have we deployed?'
"over 110 not counting the others."
" sh*t. that leaves our defences with less than 50"
" and total fighters?"
"500 sir"
" okay half is fine. how many Helljumpers?and how many TITANs have we deployed?"
"10,000 marines and 100 TITANS"
" Good,veryGood..."

IC:
Onboard the CFV Vengenace;

The incredibly large (by contemporary standards) dreadnought was moving, its reflective blue sheen glinting in the sunlight. The ship had only recently been made fully operational. The small defect in the Graviton beam emitter was repaired, making the weapon fully functional. The torpedos were loaded and stowed. The elite troopers were berthed. They were ready to go.

"Sir, it's only a short jump from the shipyard to the Illiorian rally point. Why don't we jump there?" One of the younger bridge officers asked. As soon as the words had left his mouth, he knew he made a mistake. And a posting on the first ever CF capital ship was not something easily thrown aside.

"NO!" Captain Freeman replied. He calmed down and continued. "We're going to need all the energy we can spare to make an accurate interstellar jump. We can't really afford to waste any of our power unless we have no other choice. Besides, I'm still not confident that it doesn't have any adverse effects. For all we know, it could explode the second time it is used! Therefore, we are going to be sticking with conventional drives unless we have no other option."

Another bridge officer yelled "Sir! ETA to rally point...One hour!"

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"sir,"
"yes,"
"New Empire will send some fighters and Marines"
"Thats good"
"but our time is close to out.we must leave within the next 20 hours(RL)"
" so true"
" Start the Briefing."
"yes sir"

IN BRIEFING ROOM (the commander of each fleet is sitting at a conference table with a giant holo-screen in front of it.
"gentlemen, we shall leave ASAP because there is a certain time window when we must make a rally point.
" there is something That we hadn't told you when you first signed on for this mission. we sent a carrier to the area to scout it and it was engaged. Our mission is to explore the area it was destroyed in, get the survivors, make contact wth the bastards who killed them and explore an area called the system of grinalderin(a map pops up on the screen). This was the system the carrier was origianlly planned to explore when it was attacked.
" here is the last ransmission from the carriers AI:
we have come under fire from 5 unidentified frigates! they seem to have very strong energy sheilds for everything we throw at them, their sheilds absorb it. Oh, shhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiit!we've been hit by a sort of fireball losing......presu.....decks.................7....... BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
" i know this may seem like a CSAR but it is not. it is an exploration into deep space about 100 trillion kilometers from this station. Any Questions?"

"Let's move marines! On the bounce!"
The two companies, Charlie and Delta, kangaroo hopped their way into the Lifter ships in the Copernicus base. Powered armor and other vehicles and weapons were also being loaded as the lifter transports rocketed out of the moon's low gravitational field to assemble over the base. Copernicus was an expensive orbital defense and reaction project, and was home to the only unit of New Empire Marine Corps Extraplanetary Combat Operations, or the "Space Marines". They had been called up, along with 4 squadrons of the Orbital Combat Force (F-115s and F-118 Transatmospheric fighters) to report to Illioran vessels for a special deployment. It was the first UCSNE extrasolar mission in years.

The mass of ships made their way into formation as the SEU made it's way towards the Illioran station and shipyard.
"Illior forces, this is UCSNE Space Expeditionary Force One, we're coming in. Transmitting IFF codes now."
In one of the lifters, a squad of marines sat in their cabin, spacesuited and laden with bags of supplies and gears.
"Shee-it, I feel like one of those guys from the old sci-fi movies. Never thought we'd actually be, y'know, fighting up here."
"We shouldn't. Thousand ways to die in a vaccuum. Get hit by shrapnel, flung into space, hull breach, cooked by a laser, get your atomic structure rearranged by some ET. I figure we're just here in case of planetary action."
"Invading planets? We'll don't I feel like a badass now. That'll make a reeeeal good impression on the space people, coming and getting their doors kicked down, shot up."
"At least we'll seem more trustworthy and intelligent than if we send politicians."
"Point."

Any Questions?"

IC: Captain Freeman raised his hand. "Do we have any idea what precipitated this attack? Was there any communication between your carrier and the alien vessels?"

hey...why didn't I get signed up? I posted saying I'd join

My bad AO give me a minute

back in breifing room:
"yes we tried to make contact then, BOOM"

"Space expidionary force one, you are clear to land on runway 3. please park your craft next to Sambizie in hangar 3. there will be a TITAN waiting for you to take your luggafe and show you your quarters."

"Ah, Illior control, we've got about 1000 men in these transports, that's two companies of Marines, 4 Squadrons of Fighters and crew. So, that totals to about 8 Lifter transports. The marines can bunk in the ships, but we'll have the fighters roll out on the runway. Our COs will report to the breifing."
The lifter/landers began to set down on the runway as fighters were rolled off. Marines began to set up the passenger areas into multilevel bunks as the HQ officers began to make their way to the briefing area. The head officer, Colonel Sean McPherson, made his way to the breifing room first. The group of 12 sat down, listening. McPherson sat up.
"Ah, excuse me sir, but we were under the impression that we're along for boarding and landing purposes. Do you have any information on the anti-infantry capability of these forces?"

"Sorry, not one bit. wait, possibly High heated plasma weapons."

ALERT(0900):
TO ALL EXPEDITIONARY SPACE FORCES,
PREPARE FOR HYPERSPACE, SLIPSPACE ETC... LAUNCH IN 4 HOURS TO RALLY POINT BETA. PLEASE EXIT TOGETHER AT 1100 ZULU TIME.
ATTN, ALL FIGHTERS AND OTHER SHIPS THAT ARE NOT JUMPING BUT ARE GOING ON EXPIDITION, PLEASE DOCK INSIDE YOUR CARRIER CRAFT

OOC: This is 4 NS hours, right?

IC: Captain Freeman sat down in his special captain's chair. "You heard the man, prepare to enter 'hyperspace!' Charge the Xenium Implosion Reactor, it is almost time. Time to start our little adventure!"

OOC: I hope this doesn't double post.

OOC sorry, probably tommorow mornig at 0900 like the post said. sorry about clarification.

OOC: Actually, that is better for me too. :) I've got to go to bed in a bit. So tommorow it is.

Is it too late to join?

OOC: Hmm.. forgot i bought more ships.. i will be able to participate with ten ships.. :)

Ten ships depart from Argheraal Prime, speeding to the jump point to rendezvous with the rest of the group.. 1 Hecate destroyer, 2 Orion Destroyers, 4 Leviatan Heavy Cruisers, 1 Faustus research ship and 2 Nebulon-B medical frigates... Once the ships are assembled they jump..

"Illior Command, this is Commodore Gregor Eisenhorn in charge of the 1st Expedition Fleet of Argheraal.. i hope you dont mind the rest of us joining the party?.. Captain Craig requested more ships after reviewing the video of your ship being destroyed, looks like you are going into a very dangerous place.."

Rear Admiral Dan Nichols ("Nicky", to everyone) smiled thinly as he rubbed his chin and looked over his shoulder. Visitors to his flagship, the ANS Constellation were shocked into silence upon seeing the commemoration wall. Campaign flags, battle streamers and awards, commendations and still photographs of battle action by the dozen hung on the wall, all neatly framed by hundreds of tiny sillhouettes of confirmed enemy kills. Anyone who thought Adejaani wasn't a big space power needed only to look at this wall and understand how seriously wrong they were.

The Constellation had seen action in all phases of the Sha'Ra conflict and her crew and air wing were among the best Adejaani had to offer. Although, Nichols conceded, the rest of the battlegroup were less experienced, they too had leavenings of combat veterans in their crews. The mere fact that part of the Sambizie Fleet were here only made Nichols happier. Just like old times.

Hattia you can join, just read back a bit and make sure you know what your doing.

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OOC-You said your ships would transport my stuff... So bear with me.
IC-
The fighters and transports docked inside the Illior carriers as the Marines and pilots prepared for the jump. Some were nervous, some were a bit excited. Nobody in the UCSNE had made a hyperspace jump in years, and certainly not anyone on this deployment. Many had gotten out the "chunk catchers", or the plastic bags they were issued for motion sickness. Even though the jump was not for a few hours, it was good to be prepared. In their spare time, the marines used the excersize section of the gym, which rotated to match earth gravity. In the meantime, they also used magnetized footpads and boots so they'd have to walk around instead of float on the decks. However, most everything else other than excersize was in Zero-G. Zero-G Rifle Assembly, cards, games, anything to pass the time before the jump.

OOC: NE nice...

OOC2: for stats on some of my ships go here
http://www.freewebs.com/nickgio/

ALL SHIPS PREPARE FOR JUMP
The 110 assorted illiorian craft lead by The PRIDE OF ILLIORb Begin their final preparations. All the Shipboard AI are coordinating to make the jump on target.
"Sir, all the Illiorian Ships are ready,"
"Thank you Aries, my dutiful AI,"
"thank you sir, I'm sending the coordinates and frequencies now"

I'll send....10 ships maximum?

ok...

1 Titan Battleship
http://www.freewebs.com/atlantian_outcasts/Atlantis.bmp

Oblisk Fighters: 50 wings (3 fighters per wing)
Scarab Shuttles: 5
15 Orcalic Phaser beams
25 Plasma Burst Cannons
2 Ion beams
Sheilds
Orcalic Ablative Armor
Personnel: 3,000 (4,000 Maximum)

9 Pyramid Crusers
http://www.pacifier.com/~cziller/pyramid2.jpg

Oblisk fighters: 25 wings
Scarab Shuttles: 3
10 Orcalic Phaser Beams
15 Plasma Burst Cannons
Sheilds
Orcalic Ablative Armor
Personnel: 1,000 (maximum)

Oblisk Fighters:
http://www.freewebs.com/atlantian_outcasts/Oblisk%20Fighter.bmp

2 Orcalic Phaser Beams
Orcalic Ablative Armor
Personnel: 1 (2 maximum)


note: my ships are built to kill things. They don't manuver too well, as they are full of defences and offencive weaponrly. The fighters and Scarabs are another story. Those are extreamly manuvarable

IC: "Helm, is the reactor charged?"
"Affirmative Captain! We may jump when ready."
"Jump on the Illiorian's mark."
"Yes sir."

ALL SHIPS MAY JUMP WHEN READY
ooc: i won't be back till about 2 or 3 eastern time so just keep postin then i'll be back

IC: "Roger!"

"Xenium reactor charged...Initiating hyperspatial jump!"

Motes of green and blue light engulfed the Vengeance as it was sucked up into hyperspace. Within a few hours, it will arrive at the designated coordinates (give or take a few million kilometers.)

IC:
"we read you!"
The 10 Atlantian ships engadged jump drives, and entered the nearby Jumpnode. It was engulfed in blue light as they raced down the spinning blue corrador that was the rift in space/time.

IC: Inside the Vengeance's combat simulator

"Eat that! <zap zap zap> Pilot Kenzie was having the time of his life in the simulator. His sleek, but simulated starfire fighter nimbly dodging all of the enemy fire. The twin pulse lasers on his vessel firing in unison, burning through wave after wave of enemy fighters.

Suddenly, the simulation disengaged and he heard a voice over the ship's PA system. "Attention all pilots, report to the briefing room!"

"They always have to disrupt my fun, don't they?" Kenzie thought to himself. Still, he complied with the order and hauled butt to the briefing room. The rest of the pilots were already there.

"Ahh, Kenzie, good to see that you could find time to join us." This brought a snicker from the rest of the assembeled pilots. "Now that we're all here, it is time to get this briefing started. As you know, we are going on a CSAR mission. Apparently an Illiorian carrier met and was destroyed by a group of unknown vessels. Yes?"

Flight officer McGriffith spoke up; "Honest to god aliens sir?"

The commanding officer replied "It certainly appears so." He continued "Now, the Illiorians have graciously shared this footage with us. It is of their carrier's last transmission. As you can see, those five frigates took out the entire carrier. <he rewinded the image to when the carrier's weapons hit the enemy ships> They also appear to have some nice energy shields. Ours can asorb energy weapons fine, but the Illiorians used a railgun on them. Those shields can protect against physical attacks, so we should try to capture one for study. Yes pilot?"

Bomber pilot King spoke up "Nothing a few nuclear torpedos can't clear up, right?" This remark brought another little snicker from the pilots.

The commander continued with his briefing; "We don't know. Those little ships seemed pretty tough. As you can tell, projectile weapons aren't going to be too effective. We don't know how our energy weapons will do, but we hope they will be more effective. We also don't know anything about whatever fighters they have, if any. That is all we know for the moment. We'll brief you when we know more. Dismissed!"

Kenzie thought to himself "Damn, I'm going to be the first facehuggerian to kill a real alien! I feel so special!" it was obvious Kenzie was confident in himself, he was after all the best single pilot the CF aerospace corps had to offer. But was he overconfident in this instance? Was he going to underestimate the enemy? Only time will tell.

"Commodore Eisenhorn to all ships.. Prepare for Hyperjump.. Navigation, confirm Link Transmitter to all ships and jump when ready.."

"Link Conformed Sir.. Jumping now.."

Space ripples briefly as the Argheraalian ships jump as one entity towards the given coordinates..

"You are clear for jump"

The 110 illiorian ships all jump together
"ETA 1600 EST"

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"captain,"
"yes aries?"
"we will be exiting The jump in 1 hour"
"thank you, are we on target?"
"yes sir we are"
"good, very good."

"Sir! We've depleted the Xenium Implosion reactor's charge. We won't be able to jump again until it recharges."

"As I predicted. How long will it be until recharge?"

"It will take at least ten minutes in real space to recharge it enough to make any kind of jump. A long jump like this one will take roughly an hours' worth of power."

"An hour before we can retreat. I don't like those odds. Especially with those alien ships. Murphy's law 119: If the aliens always have better weapons than you do, they will always be waiting for you."

"Heh, look at the fleet we are arrayed with. I'm confident we can take anything those aliens can throw at us."

"Murphy's law 80: No matter how big your fleet is, the enemy always has a bigger one."

"Are you pessimistic all the time sir?"

"...go to hell Ensign."

OOC: Just killin time until everyone arrives.

OOC: I won't be on till tommorow around 6 or 7 EST so don't make any contacts just yet. Stall :P :roll: :wink: !!!!!! :!: I be a skiin at Loon!!!!!

Commander Zl'onia sat firmly strapped in the cockpit of his "Hammerhead" when they got the go ahead from the Illiorian lead ship. He flicked a small switch on his control panel and gave the order to dock, to all non-ftl fighters. As the larger vessels jumped into hyperspace a pilot came over the coms., "Sir, are we going to have to sleep in these things?" Zl'onia gave a chuckle as his radr "lit" up, then replied, "No son, theres home for awhile." Just as he got the words out, a hulking Battle Carrier slowed into view. Within seconds, the vetern pilots reconized it as the "ANS Constellation" of the Adejaani Fleet. "Hey it's Nicky's ship", one pilot stated befor he quickly corrected himself, "I mean Rear Admiral Nichols", he added.

Zl'onia quickly jumped on the com. "Don't forget your place pilot, I have a feeling that this isn't going to be a pleasure cruise". After that the coms went silent with the exception of dochink commands being transfered to the 5th. Zl'onia did a quick check and stated, "Alright, everyone in." With that said he eased the stick foward and headed towards the Carrier.

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secret rp

Fleet Commander Klatuk, sat in his cozy chair on the main bridge of the lead ship. Pouring over technical and other data typical of deployment protocols. Mainly he was "skimming" through and signing on the lines. As the bridge went blue, he quickly stood and walked over to the helms.
What do you have?
Sir the Fleets are disembarking...
What about our boys?
They are loading on an Adejaani Carrier...scanning signatures now Sir.
Hmmm, I don't know why everyones so uptight about these Hammerheads, If their with the Adejaani the've gotta be in good hands...
Sir, It's The ANS Constellation...
Excellent...give em a "ping" on this frequency (SR-009867/P, along with this protolcol.
Sir thats a ShaRa freq. how will they know we're "friendly"?
Because they won't come under fire...On my command, one ping and one ping only.
Aye, Aye Skipper.
Now..

DATAFEED
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Sir, how will we know if they got it?
Give them a minute, when they turn about I wan't the fleet on their ass...as close as possible...understood?
Aye Sir...

ANS Constellation, Command Information Center

"Confirmed Sambizie identification signals, Admiral." The sensor technician adjusted his glasses. "I'm sending the 'frequency' to the other ships. So long as they continue broadcasting to us, we'll know not to fire on them."

"Good." Nichols murmured. "Make sure it's up on the Standing Orders sheets too." With that, he left the bridge and made his way down to the hangar.

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ANS Constellation, Main Hangar

"Welcome aboard, Commander." Nichols said, then stood to one side as techs passed between them. "Dan Nichols." He smiled, sticking his hand out, but was once again bumped as more techs hurried about. "Don't know why you folks didn't bring your own carrier. But we've barely got enough space for you. You'll have to fly standing Combat Air Patrol, though, so we have room to move about in." The slightly overweight and balding Admiral patted the nearest aircraft.

"Anyway, we're a little tight, but we can squeeze you in. You'll share a room with the Executive Officer and we doubled up a bit on bunk space, but you'll be able to sleep in shifts and stuff. Though as a word of caution, as close as you are allies to us, please try not to stray too far from your rooms, mess halls, recreation areas and the hangar. We've still got our jobs to do. Apart from that, you'll receive what we can offer, the best, that is." Nichols smiled. "It's nice to be fighting alongside you folks, you're the best."

"Thank you for the hospitality Admiral", Zl'onia stated as he removed his helmut. "Don't worry, well keep our distance and stay clear of ship ops the best we can", he added. "For the most part, we'll just be sleeping when we get a chance and...these boy's are a displined bunch."

"Don't know if you remember me Admiral, I know we haven't met personally...but I have heard your name mentioned...All good of course", Zl'onia stated with a smile. Noticing the the look on the Admirals face, Zl'onia decided to let the Admiral off the hook and stated, "Perhaps if I introduce myself at my former rank"..."I was Galatic Wing Commander of the Zoarg Fleet and now Personal Assistant to Emperor Mwto'ar Uganda of the Sambizie." "I served alongside Jane Grainger while serving aboard the Zoarg Flagship." "I was also present at the battle of GhHari when the Philadelphia was lost in the wormhole." Zl'onia hung his head for a second in sympathy and slowly looks up, "How things have changed, how far we've come", he states.

After his little spew, he quickly jumped back on topic of the mission at hand, "We'll be out of your way Sir." He starts to reach for the Admirals hand in efforts to shake it, then raises it sharply to his forehead and waites for his salute of dismissal.

Nichols smiled politely, despite not knowing who the man in front of him was. Despite all the time fighting for and alongside the Zoarg, they were still a relative unknown and Nichols made a mental note to look up whatever databank and library entries there were for them. Nichols' eyes had glazed over on mention of the Philadelphia which, like his Constellation, had been the first six space combat vessels in Adejaani. That was so long ago.

"We'll keep you comfortable, just give 'em hell out there. Just warn your folks that we'll be entering light speed for the rendezvous when the last of your aircraft are secured." Nichols returned the salute and marched off, he too, having work to do.

After Nicky departed, Zl'onia turned about face, raised his helmut and started shouting out into the hanger as the Sambizie pilots climbed from their craft, "All right boy's...Let's lock-em down!" "We're behind schedule...Move It...Move It...Move It..."

For fear of drifting off the Commander's schedule, the pilots "snapped" to it. Although they wern't really behind, Zl'onia exploited every oppertunity to keep his men moving, and on edge....which is a good thing for a career fighter pilot.

OOC: Big bump!

IC:

Elite trooper Townes was training in the Vengeance's ground combat simulator. "Eat it!" <Zap, Zap,Zap> he was opening up on the enemy hordes with his simulated laser assault rifle. Then, the simulation disengaged and his partner said "You died, Townes old boy. <he smilied> A sniper got you right at the weak point in your armor. Not only that but..."
He was cut off by an announcement over the ship's PA. "All troopers report to the briefing room."

He complied with the dutiful resignation of an elite soldier.

"Now that everyone is here, lets finish briefing you. We are entering real space soon, and you may need to capture an enemy ship. Yes trooper?"

One of the many elite troopers on the ship raised his hand. "What kind of personal weapons do they have?"

The commander replied "The New Empire marines asked the very same question. We don't know. We suspect it might be super heated plasma, similar to the heavy guns on this ship."

"Should the oppertunity arrise, you will be asked to capture one of the enemy ships and link it to our vessel. Or, if it is small enough to fit in a landing bay, you will place it there. Now I'm not going to force any of you to do this, so I'm asking for volunteers."

Every trooper in the room stood up. "Good. You are all good men." The commander couldn't shake the feeling that he would be sending his men to their deaths, though...

OOC2:Killing time for the time being.

OOC:I'm back, no skiin though, just drive up sleep there, and come back this mornin. 5 hours o drivin for nothIN pah!

Normal
"this is Illior Command, all ships check in."

Have all ships checked in?
so far all the illiorian ones
good, oh and have the New Empire forces leader meet me in my office ASAP along with the TITAN and hell jumpers commander.
yessir
Send out the recon squadron quietly mind you we don't want tobe caught in the unawares and tell all carriers to launch 4 suadrons of escortts ASAP
yessir

Motes of green and blue light appeared near the Illiorian rally point. Within seconds, the Vengeance emerged from the tear in space.

"Send a message to Illior command. Tell them that we've arrived."
"Aye sir!"

McPherson watched his rifle components float in midair. He picked up the forward EM Rail assembly, snapping it in to the rest of the rifle. The handguard was put back in, as well as a fresh power adaptor to the butt of the barrel, and a little polishing of the data/power umbilical to the scope, which was then attached to the rifle. He snapped in a fresh magazine, and was about to set the rifle down when the marine entered the command room, dressed in Gray-Green hot-weather fatigues that the marines wore on the ships.
"Sir, the Illiorians want you in the Command Office."
McPherson made sure the safties were on, and set his rifle in it's case to charge it.
"Thanks corporal. Carry on."
McPherson rose, making sure his magnetized soles attached to his boots were on, as he walked towards the Command office.
"You asked for me, sir?"

Deleted post.. :/

Commodore Eisenhorn shifted in his command seat as they came out hyperspace, the 1st exploration fleet still under link control changed course to head for the rally point..

"Commodore? we have Illioran ships on scanners"

Eisenhorn nods to the lieutenant..

"Tag them and log them.. Comms, transmit the fleet's IFF identificators to the Illiorans.. and open a channel.."

The communications officer nods.. "Channel open Sir.."

"Illior flag ship, this is Commodore Gregor Eisenhorn onboard the Hecate Destroyer 'Sabertooth' commanding the 1st Argheraal Exploration Fleet..
We are ready to Rock and Roll.."

Lt. Savas turns to Commodore Eisenhorn.. "Sir?.. i read New Empire and CF ships.."

"Tag them and Log the too.. and send them our IFF identificators.."

"Aye Sir.."

A jump node opened, and the Atlantian fleet flew out.
"Sir, I'm reading the coordnets of the other fleets. Illior, NE, etc."
The commander stood up. "Let them know we've arrived"
"Aye sir, decloaking now"

Yes i did. We need to wait for the other 2[/color
2 figure come walking in. One looks larger than the Other
[color=blue]captain Janro and lieutenant Brahn Meet McPherson, the commander of the New Empiran Marines. (a map appears on the holo sphere behind The Vice Admiral) This is the Carrier Netliin. I'm sure most of you are familiar with it's design Because it's A JFK class carrier and as you know those thing can take one hell of a beating so we needyou all to find out how it was blown apart and to find survivors...
"sir we got contact bearing 190. It's not bearing the call sign from a ship of our fleet."
Contact the other commanders and warn them ASAP, charge all weapons, i want it done yesterday!
"yessir Commanders, Ready your men to ward off boarders if it comes to that. And commander, get 20 of each of your men and all you and them meet me in hangar 3.[/color

OOC: please let me know if one of your marine tams wants to be involved

OOC: I'll deploy a small team of 4 elite troopers. They'll rondevous with the NE marines on the carrier.

"Captain! Long range sensors are picking up something. Dollars for donuts it's an alien ship!"

"Charge all weapons! Load the torpedo tubes! Make sure the bombers are loaded and ready!"

"Aye sir!"

"Alright sir, I'll get you 24. Not good to break up squads."
The Marines prepared. First was the thermal layer and basic fatigues to keep them comfortable, then the space suit, and then the armor and powered joints, along with a power pack and a manuver pack. Each carried an M32A5S 6.5mmx115mm Railgun, and had an array of grenades and underbarrel mounted weapons. The two squads made their way to hangar three, ready to roll.
"Sir, Sgt. O'Connell reporting with two squads as requested. We're ready to go."
OOC-Gotta go for a bit. Be back later.

The TITANs, 20 of them walk into the hangar in a dully orange powered battle armor, the recent creation of illiors finest. the 40 some odd illiorians armed t the teeth with assault rifles, sniper rifles, grenades and combat Knives.
Men, your mission if those ships are alien is to board it an capture it if we can disable it.
"commander" a voice says over a loud speaker
Yes?
"more ships are appearing. i can't identify them all,there must be atleast 10"
get aries to give all ships a firing solution and get ALL not just illiorian ships into the 3d diamond formation with research vessels at the center
"right away'
Captain, firing solutions are plotted for all ships in a 3D diamond formation
good how long till they are within firing range?
possibly 100 KM for us
have archer missle pods A1- B16 to hit shortly after our big guns fire

BUMP :!: :roll:

"Townes, Mendoza, Mullins suit up!"
"Yes sir!"

The troopers suited up in their powered armor. When Townes put his helmet on, he heard an emotionless female voice. "Sensors online, servos online...Shields online...enviromental seal active. All systems functional..."

Townes touched a small button on his forearm, and a shimmering, multi colored sheen enveloped him. "Good, my shields still work. I'll need them."

The squad grabbed the weapons that they would need.
Townes took a Laser Sniper Rifle and a XM-1 automatic cannon (read: .50 cal minigun with a choice of HE/AP/IC ammo.)

Mullins took a heavy laser rifle, sort of a squad level machine gun.

Mendoza grabbed a laser pistol and a Pacifier SSM launcher.

Squad leader Harrison decided to bring a laser pistol and a Lucifuge flamethrower

"ALL Right you apes! Lets get to the transport!"

They hauled butt to the port launchbay, boarded the Avatar transport, and launched...

"Alright guys, we've got a Narwhal for the ride in, your heavies are in there. We wait for the word from the Illiorians, and we ride in Sierra Hotel. We'll have a couple of Rottweiler APATs for clearing, and I req'd you all the AED armor you've got, so be happy. Let's go!"
The men piled into a heavily armored assault lander, with adaptive stealth gear and anti-shipping pods. Inside were armory lockers of weapons, which the marines took to. Sooner or later, the order would come.

Yes?
"the teams are ready sir"
good, what about the Probe we sent out to look at the ships?
"they LOOK unarmed but they shouldstill be considered a threat"
Aries?
Yes?
attempt to make contact with one of those vessles
Right away
lets see if they fire at us now

The Avatar flew over to the carrier wreckage, docked, and unloaded its cargo.

"I've got a bad feeling about this..."
"Mendoza, you've got a bad feeling about everything."
"Cut it out Townes, I'm serious here. Something weird is going on. You notice how there are no bodies?"
"Yeah? What's strange about that? We are docked to a spent escape pod hatch. Wouldn't it make sense that everyone nearby escaped into the pod?"
"Yes, but I can't shake the feeling that something bad is going on..."

"Cut it, soldiers! We've got to meet up with the New Empire marines, Then we'll investigate the ship, and find out what the hell happened."

"Yes sir..."

Meanwhile in the battle;

"All weapons! Fi--"
"Wait sir! We're recieving a firing solution!"
"Alright, do what the Illiorians are telling us, we are guests on this little adventure, aren't we?"

The Vengeance's plasma turrets glowed red hot as they prepared to unleash their deadly plasma beams. The massive spinal graviton beam began charging, it would be ready to fire within seconds. The Torpedo tubes were loaded and bombers prepped for launch.

The Avatar flew over to the carrier wreckage, docked, and unloaded its cargo.

"I've got a bad feeling about this..."
"Mendoza, you've got a bad feeling about everything."
"Cut it out Townes, I'm serious here. Something weird is going on. You notice how there are no bodies?"
"Yeah? What's strange about that? We are docked to a spent escape pod hatch. Wouldn't it make sense that everyone nearby escaped into the pod?"
"Yes, but I can't shake the feeling that something bad is going on..."

"Cut it, soldiers! We've got to meet up with the New Empire marines, Then we'll investigate the ship, and find out what the hell happened."

"Yes sir..."


OOC:Note, that mission was scrubed until the contacts are dealt with

Nichols hung on as the Constellation lurched back into normal space. The Helmsman had been a little too enthusiastic. The other nine Adejaani ships came into scanning range moments later, all accounted for. "Signal Illior Command, Adejaani forces are in area, but note we don't have many ground troops, this is mainly a space battle for us."

OOC:Note, that mission was scrubed until the contacts are dealt with

OOC: It was? Oops. My mistake.

Nichols hung on as the Constellation lurched back into normal space. The Helmsman had been a little too enthusiastic. The other nine Adejaani ships came into scanning range moments later, all accounted for. "Signal Illior Command, Adejaani forces are in area, but note we don't have many ground troops, this is mainly a space battle for us."
"Thats fine" The Navigator says over the COM line,"did you recieve tose firing solutions?"

Nichols wondered. "What firing solutions?"

OOC: Can we please have like an overview of what's going on?

look at post before my bump

BUMP i'll post tommorow morning

OOC: sorry all.. i will have to drop it.. too many connection problems.. not to mention posting anything.. have fun..

OOC: sorry all.. i will have to drop it.. too many connection problems.. not to mention posting anything.. have fun..

See ya :cry:

OOC: See ya.

Also, I won't be able to post again until roughly 2:30 Eastern time because I'll be at school. So, if something major comes up, you guys have full authority to RP with my ship until I get back.

Also, I won't be able to post again until roughly 2:30 Eastern time because I'll be at school. So, if something major comes up, you guys have full authority to RP with my ship until I get back.
Same Here except i won't be home till about 4 EST then i've got homework.

OOC: Bump

"Comrade Bump, what is your status? Over."

"We're taking heavy losses to the alien energy weapons. We can't hold out much lon--<static>"

ALL SHIPS, FIRE ON THEM NOW!!! Try to disable all of them!
hundreds of MAC rounds and ROGs fire at the ships along with thousands of archer missles aimed at the engine to disable and to try to knock out their movement along with anti ship weapons
MARINES LAUNCH ASAP TO NEAREST CRUSIER OF ALIENS
Men get aboard NOW move it! we got ourselves a ball game! get on a infiltraitor Dropship that is heavily armoured and is fast. we WILL have a huge fighter escort but have all weapons primed and armed!

OOC: What kind of enemy ships are we seeing here? Do they have their own fighters?

IC: "You heard the man! Open fire with all weapons!"
The weapons officer licked his lips, "Aye sir..."

The Vengeance opened fire with its plasma beams and nuclear torpedo launchers. The spinal mounted graviton beam had begun its charge cycle, within the space of a minute, virtually anything directly in the beam's path would be destroyed, as the gravitons viciously tore it apart. The trick was hitting one of the smaller ships with it. The graviton beam wasn't designed to hit frigates. It was designed to take out the flagships and super carriers of the enemy fleet.

Fourtnately for the crew of the Vengeance, the vessel carried several 'Eclipse' bombers for use against smaller frigates and destroyers, each loaded with nuclear torpedos. Escorting the bombers would be a wave of "Starfire" fighters, their sleek shapes seeming to blend in with the space around them.

During the chaos of the battle, several CF Elite trooper squads boarded their respective 'Avatar' transports, hoping to infiltrate an enemy ship and claim it for the USSCF.

OOC: I hope to RP with pilot Kenzie, Captain Freeman, and Elite trooper Townes during this battle. However, if this is just a skirmish, then I'll wait until the main battle starts.

Starfire fighter:
http://www.projectxenocide.com/public/CTD/Cpl.%20Facehugger/firestorm.jpg

Eclipse Bomber:
http://www.projectxenocide.com/public/CTD/Cpl.%20Facehugger/Lightning.jpg

Avatar transport:
http://www.projectxenocide.com/public/CTD/Cpl.%20Facehugger/avatartrans.jpg

OOC: I hope this doesn't double post.

OOC: El Bumpo.

OOC: Is there still enough room for me? even so...

IC:
A minor probe driod jumps insystem to monitor events, and record the space battle about to or already taking place.

OOC: What kind of enemy ships are we seeing here? Do they have their own fighters?



Yes they do.

"sir the're returing fire with those great balls of fire!"
Tes they are firing super heated plasma torpedos and most (7 of 10) are aimed at illiorian vessles, one at us. how long till impact?
"uhhh at best...5 minutes... and at worst 3"
evacuate all unnesecary personnel on deck 3-17 and go ito lockdown and aries get more firing solutions locked! ooh i have one little trick up my sleeve. Areis get 10 unmanned fighters launched. i want them to take the blow of the torpedo 300 km out
yes captain and they are launching ...15 or so fighters i'm alertting all other ships to that so Our ship can take the plasma torpedoes. i am also launching those dropships and fighter bombers now
good very good...

"Captain! The Illiorian command ship is going to take the plasma for us!'
"What!? Charge shields to max, make sure they didn't damage their ship in vain!"

"Aye sir! Gamma wing has reported that they have encountered enemy fighters."

"This is gamma wing, Kenzie reporting! We have met the alien ships. We are engaging them. <an explosion is heard in the background> And let me tell you, they aren't very good pilots! We can handle them, don't worry."

BUMP i'll post tomorrow
Night to ya'll

OOC: One final bump before I go to bed. (damned American school system!)

OOC: Bump because I really have nothing else to say for the time being.

"Captain! The Illiorian command ship is going to take the plasma for us!'

"not OUR ship The unmanned fiighters will"
Orange team and red team report!
the taking of our first ship is complete. we lost one marine to high plasma bolts, but we're having problems controlling the shi...
"hey cap! I got it"
you what?
" i can control the ship and it's weapons"
good. teach orange 3 how to drive it and then get your ass on that pod and get to the other ship and teach them. god i hope your right
sir were having problems here.
What?
can't control the ship
a marine who figured it out is on his way and what is the length of those 2 ships?

IC:
Not to be left out, Several Elite troopers board two enemy ships via their Avatar Transports.

Townes pumped his shields to max and moved through the corridor, killing anything he saw. When he and his squad reached the bridge, they speedily killed everything on it. "Now how does this lil bugger work?"

The second Elite squad wasn't having as much luck, however. They had boarded a larger enemy ship...

OOC: Sorry for the lack of good action and such, but I am really pressed for time at the moment. We had a 2 hour delay, and now my time is almost up. More when I get home.

OOC-Same for me. Yay for Noreasters!
IC-
The transport rushed in towards the hull of the cruiser, the boarding locks slamming onto the ship. A high powered laser burned a hole as an explosive charge was detonated, clearing the hall. Out of the airlock emerged two small, tanklike vehicles with rotating railgun turrets. They loaded Buckshot/Flechette rounds, and began burning away at the alien crews as the marines emerged behind, bearing railguns and other heavy weapons.
"Let's go!"
OOC-Some info on the aliens, please?

OOC: Yes, some information about the aliens and their personal weapons would be nice. I'm guessing they are based loosely on halo's covenant?

IC: The second invasion force of CF Elites was pinned down in the halls of the alien ship.

OOC: I had to post something IC. :wink:

OOC: Bump for explanation of the alien ground forces.

Most quite large... with plasma and aother little laser weapons. they hav personal shields that can take a beating and the creatures themselves need about a full clip(60) to kill them

:lol:

OOC: A full clip of what? An MA5B assault rifle? :wink:

IC:

Corporal Johnson's shields flared as they took repeated hits from the alien plasma weapons. The shield indicator in his suit steadily fell. "If we don't do something men, we're going to fry!"

Sargent Locklear leapt out from behind the door support he was using as cover. While in mid air, he tossed a EMP grenade. It flew true and exploded on impact with the aliens' feet, temporarily disableing their shields.

Corporal Johnson opened up with his autocannon, sending a barrage of high explosive .50 caliber shells towards the aliens...

OOC: A full clip of what? An MA5B assault rifle? :wink:

you caught on... YAY more big ships to come... this was the easy part hehehehe

using muktar's tactics...
i got up and BUMPed my knee on the desk

OOC: Excellent. Some good space battles will be fun! :)

IC: Johnson's squad continued through the alien ship, killing enemies as they went. After what seemed like forever, they reached what passed for the bridge. Johnson touched the strange alien doors, and they parted before him. It was dark there, too dark. As soon as he stepped through the doors, they sealed behind him. He heard a primal, growling sound behind him and when he turned, there was an alien holding a glowing rod of energy, crudely shaped into a sword. The alien issued a challenge which involved much beating of its chest and roaring.

Johnson smilied and put his weapon back in his pack. He removed his vibroblade and turned it to maximum. He also charged it with energy, even though that would deplete the cells much more quickly. This was going to be a good fight...

OOC Edit: Lol, you bumped it while I was writing my post! :)

FUN

IC: The alien stuck first. It leapt foward several feet, no doubt trying to finish the fight quickly, and made a vicious side to side swipe with its sword. Fourtnately, Johnson ducked and rolled out of the way of the lethal weapon. The alien turned more quickly than Johnson had anticipated and attempted to bring the blade down on his head. He reached up and grabbed the alien's sword arm, just barely deflecting the weapon from his head. Waves of static flushed through his HUD and armor as the alien weapon cut through the deck just inches away from Johnson's head.

Suddenly, Johnson saw an opening. He punched the alien's chest with an armored fist, knocking it off of him and stunning it for a moment. The alien was down for just enough time for Johnson to get back up. He gripped the vibroblade with two hands and ran at the creature. Just as it was about to swing and cut Johnson's head clean off, Johnson did somethign unexpected. He leapt in a diagonal line and kept his blade going towards the alien. The blade first hit the alien's shields and caused sparks. However, the shields were quickly worn down by the weapon. Next the blade passed through the alien's armor like butter and it continued into the alien's stomach, making a sickly slurping sound as it passed through. Unfournately, that was when the Sword's energy cells died, and the alien wasn't through yet...

*Sgt Homestar flies by in mercenary space ship*
Heavily armed with Armor Piercing Swarm Missiles
And a Large Plasma cannon
http://employees.csbsju.edu/rsorensen/modelcitizen/trekships/misc/fighter.jpg

*Sgt Homestar flies by in mercenary space ship*
Heavily armed with Armor Piercing Swarm Missiles
And a Large Plasma cannon
http://employees.csbsju.edu/rsorensen/modelcitizen/trekships/misc/fighter.jpg
Uhh, you wern't asked or given permission to join,
"sergant fire the I.G.N.O.R.E. cannon and the S.P.A.M. cannon!"
"right away sir"
REDMIRE IS ON BLACK LIST PLEASE IGNORE ALL HIS COMMENTS

*fires orbital cannon at your ship*
Homestar: The Grumble Cakes Shall be mine! *flies away*
http://www.space1999.net/~catacombs/main/images/space/bs/spbs043.jpg MHUAHUAHUA

OOC: That is a big picture. I'm glad I've got DSL. :)

IC: Johnson's blade was out of juice. It stopped vibrating and became simply innert.

"Oh shit!"

The alien, while wounded, did not seem to slow down, rather it seemed to get stronger as its rage built up. It merely yanked the vibroblade out of its gut and roared at Johnson. Then it charged at him, with its blade leveled, ready to slice him in half.

Johnson ducked out of the way just in time as the blade fell upon his previous location.

The creature staggered for a moment. That was all Johnson needed. He kicked the alien with all his might (enhanced by his armor) And knocked the alien down. It lost grip on its sword and the dangerous weapon fell to the ground and self destructed in a tiny explosion that damaged only the sword.

The alien charged at Johnson, intent on beating him into a bloody pulp. But the alien was blinded by its wounds and its rage. Johnson was able to take advantage of that and snap the alien's neck from behind.

The monster kangaroo, BUMParoo slept till' dawn
:arrow: MOD ALERT PLEASE KEEP REDMIRE FROM THIS THREAD

OOC: Sorry, the Forums have been icky. Illior, is the space battle still going on and where do we fire?

sorry Ae bbut it was over a couple o days ago, about 5 total ships were captured (3 for the AP to analyze) and 5 of them were destroyed, us: no losses, but don't worry, this isn't close to over........... :shock: :lol:

OOC: Yup. I got two nice new alien ships! :D

Hey, how big are these ships? I would like to know if I can store them in my hangars, where they'll be reasonably protected from enemy fire.

these things are about 3000 to 5000 feet long and all of the ships are fitted with Artificial gravity, i know those ships can't fit in my hangars so i'msending them back with most of my research vessels bring my total ship number to about 80.

OOC: I guess they won't fit in my hangars then. Hell, they are almost as big as my ship themselves! :)

IC:

"Captain, the captured enemy ships have been crewed, we are ready to send them back home."

"Good. Send a message to command, tell them that we need replacement crew and reinforcements."

"Aye sir!"

<80 minutes later>
[code:1:fed6c5332b]To the CFV Vengeance, Captain Freeman;
Understood. We are sending a crew transport as well as the CFV Black Thorn to assist you.[/code:1:fed6c5332b]

OOC: The Black Thorn is of the exact same class as the Vengeance

I am the bumpanator, you will fall beneath my manly manness.

Bump! For another space battle.

*fires orbital cannon at illoir's country*

http://www.staticfiends.com/galleries/government_galleries/0014.jpg *country is instantly incinerated along with its billions of inhabitants*

Homestar:mhuhauhauah! The gwumble cakes shall be mine!

REDMIRE

A. You have been polietly asked not once, but twice to leave this thred.
B. You have contributed nothing but Flame and Spam.
C. MODALERT

BUMP

OOC: Bump for another nice space battle!

IC: The Black Thorn emerged from a small hyperspatial vortex several hundred meters off the Vengeance's prow.

"What the hell!? Get me a com to the Black Thorn now! I need to yell at that joker!"

"Sir! We are picking up something on the very edge of long range sensors..."

"sir, CF is picking something up on their lon range sensors and we are to!"
is it them again?
"yes sir it is and there's a hell of alot more of them and some bigger than this ship!"
How many
"uhhh about 50 give or take ten"
Launch all fighters and get all ships into one long semi-circle
"right away"

"Deploy all ships and try and keep our fighters organised. Concentrate fire on the nearest enemy battlewagon." Nichols calmly ordered.

deply half of the fighters and charge all weapons! Aries,we outnumber their ships by atlest 2 to 1, correct?
yes sir thats correct, i'm guessing you want me to plot fire solutions: 2 0f ours to one of theirs?
correctomundo! now get the unmanned fighters out to try to stop those plasma weapons, those things will reak havoc on our ships otherwise
yes sir

"Fall back, dammit." Nichols croaked as he waved the smoke away from his face. The Constellation was being hurt badly, but kept pace and fighting back. "No, wait." Nichols hung on to the console as he considered. "Yes, that's it. Use our 'Clubber' missiles to detonate the plasma!"

OOC: The SGM-86B Clubber II is basically a massive anti ship torpedo which would be cheaper to replace than unmanned fighters. :wink:

The ISD Thunderstrike jumps insystem to monitor events after the probe droid inexplicitly detonates. Her captain, Josh Black, sends a short message, after hearing of the latest events. "Do you require assistance, over?"

The ISD Thunderstrike jumps insystem to monitor events after the probe droid inexplicitly detonates. Her captain, Josh Black, sends a short message, after hearing of the latest events. "Do you require assistance, over?"
THIS IS ILLIOR COMMAND, WE ADVISE YOU TO STAY OUT OF THIS FIGHT IT IS HORRIBLY DANGEROUS WE HAVE LOST 5 SHIPS ALREADY WHICH IS A LARGE DEFECIT PLEASE JUMP TO NEAREST ILLIORIAN STARBASE AND TELL THEM TO RELAY TO ILLIOR AND THE APTO TO SEND REINFORCEMENTS, i feel we may lose about 30 or so ships in this battle

ON BOARD PRIDE OF ILLIOR
are the targets locked?
yes and all illiorian weapons are charged with missles set to impact just after he big guns do
good,(OVER INTERCOM TO ALL SHIPS) FIRE NOW!!

Nichols gritted his teeth as the Illior transmission went out. "And whose bright idea was it to limit the participation to ten ships only?" His next remark was muffled by a massive rumbling of the deck plates. "Adejaani Space Command doesn't have any more reinforcements that can arrive in time, but they will by the time this battle is over."

The first impact of the MAC cannons and ther ROGs are devistating to the enemy fleet, though their sheilds reappear before the missles hit so most are disabled from movement if not totally destroyed
who the hell's idea in the ICOC to decide to have other natons bring only cap ships the VA thought to himself
damage report on their last volley?
we have 25 down and out and three injured badly but still able to fight.
GOD DAMMIT! WHERE IN THE NINE HELLS ARE THOSE REINFORCEMENTS

OOC: How many enemy ships are there? What is the firing range of the alien weapons?

OOC: How many enemy ships are there? What is the firing range of the alien weapons?
Ohhh about 50 or so, a lot down and out but still, i lost about 30 ships so please listen to my last post and just wonderin CW did you read the last 7 pages of this RP? a lot of tings are explained there.

OOC: Heh, you should know that an ISD is very powerful. I have a plan here which might help you out.

IC:
"Send a shuttle to the nearest Illior outpost and another one to Raylon. Tell the Illiorians that their fleet need help at this coordinate, and tell the fleet to send in the calvary."
"Yes, sir. Sir, we aren't going to leave the battlefield?"
"No, Lieutenant, we're not. How far are we from the battle?"
"I'd say about 6,000-7,000 klicks."
"Ok, move within 5,000 klicks and open fire on the largest alien vessels on my mark."
"Sir, we won't have accurate targeting solutions at this range."
"I know. The object here is to draw some enemies away from their fleet."

(some minute later)
"Sir, we're moving inside the 5,000 klick mark."
"Very well, orient our heavy turbolasers, and fire!"
Thick green turbolasers lanced out in the blackness of space for the largest ships in the alien fleet.

OOC: Heh, you should know that an ISD is very powerful. I have a plan here which might help you out.

IC:
"Send a shuttle to the nearest Illior outpost and another one to Raylon. Tell the Illiorians that their fleet need help at this coordinate, and tell the fleet to send in the calvary."
"Yes, sir. Sir, we aren't going to leave the battlefield?"
"No, Lieutenant, we're not. How far are we from the battle?"
"I'd say about 6,000-7,000 klicks."
"Ok, move within 5,000 klicks and open fire on the largest alien vessels on my mark."
"Sir, we won't have accurate targeting solutions at this range."
"I know. The object here is to draw some enemies away from their fleet."

(some minute later)
"Sir, we're moving inside the 5,000 klick mark."
"Very well, orient our heavy turbolasers, and fire!"
Thick green turbolasers lanced out in the blackness of space for the largest ships in the alien fleet.
NOTE energy weapons are usless against enemy ships because they have high powered energy shields that absorb the lasers and use then energy to power the plasma weapons.
second volley fire! aries, casulty report for them and us
35 of ours and counting! for them... 45 down and out... sir, detecting multiple enemy bogeys on short range sensors! about another 50!
SHIT! i don't know how many more we can take
sir, we have a long range transmission from a base of illior, "HELP IS ON THE WAY IN THE FORM OF 35 CRUISERS AND CARRIERS" that should help some...
hopefully......

OOC: Surely the turbolaser bolts can overwhelm the energy shields (100s of gigawatts per shot)? oh well...

IC:
"What, our turbolasers are having no effect?"
"Yes sir!"
"Damn it...Try the anticapital torpedoes! Launch fighters and order them to use concussion missiles and proton torpedoes!"
"Yes, sir! Sir, the fleet is sending aid! ETA 15 minutes!"
"We have to hold on that long!"
As the turbolasers slacked off, missiles and torpedoes were launched into the enemy fleet, hoping that they will work.

"Blast it. Keep sending in fighters." Nichols looked grim as he watched one of his Destroyers take a hit on the chin and recoil. It was, mostly at his personal recommendation, that those same Destroyers had only energy armaments, to save on resupply and support costs. Now they were paying for his error in judgement. "Use torpedoes and have the fighters do what they can."

OOC: Sorry for not posting in awhile, but my internet connection hasn't been working for a couple of days. (And technically it still isn't. I'm running on a borrowed 56k laptop. :))

Edit: So their shields suck up energy weapons? That is kind of like a better version of my shields. :) Fournately, my ships also carry signifigant amounts of nuclear torpedos. :)

IC:

"Open fire! I don't want a single joule of energy wasted!"
"Aye sir!!"

The Vengeance and the Black Thorn Opened fire with all their weapons. Thick streams of plasma lanced out towards the enemy ships. Within seconds, the two mighty vessels had finished charging their main guns. From each lanced a monsterous graviton beam, a weapon designed to take down even the biggest enemy ships quickly. Each beam sought out the two biggest enemy ships.

"Launch all fighters! We have to keep the pressure on!"

"Aye sir!"

The crew of the twin vessels was each fully affected by the heat of battle. Their hearts raced, their minds sharp. They were at the best while in combat.

DAMAGE REPORT!
another 3 of ours down! the're at about 25 or so operable ships now
DAMN! if they send another couple of volleys we'll have to retreat!
captain are you serious? i mean we have got reinforcements coming...
I KNOW!!!! still think what would happen if they sent a huge fleet...
i see what you mean... you want to do what is best for us all, and save thousands of lives... when do you want the retreat jump ordered?
not until i say, send the retreat jump coordinates to all ships: we'll go to alpha base, the stronges illiorian base around...
OK that should hold them if theytry to follow us...
i hope your right... from what i've seen they might attack other planets than just our allies ones...

"Heavy damage to a Cruiser and a Destroyer, minor damage to two more Destroyers and our only other carrier is crippled and being towed back home." Nichols read aloud with a sigh and threw the report back on his desk. He then got up to the window of his day cabin and watched repair teams in suits swarming over the hull, the Illioran Alpha Base in the background. He continued watching and didn't hear the knock on the door, but eventually, he called whoever it was, in.

"You!" Nichols exclaimed, then grinned. Standing in the doorway was Admiral Jain Granger, head of Adejaani Space Command and the best space tactician in the Adejaani arsenal. Even as Nichols let go of Granger, he reached over and hugged the other person, Major General Jack Graham, who was Adejaani's top space fighter pilot.

"Yes, our presence here is exactly what you're thinking." Granger began after the finish of greetings, hugs and various well wishing, choosing to stand at the window while Graham sat. "The Constitution is here, after a full refit. Unfortunately, the rest of the Fleet is still tied up elsewhere, so we can't replace any more ships or increase our Fleet numbers."

"But the Constitution is worth an entire battlegroup by itself." Nichols countered with a smile. It was true. While his Constellation, the ship and the airgroup combined, had a total of four hundred enemy kills, the Constitution had almost a thousand. There was no pilot aboard with less than five 'personal' kills and were the standard to which everyone else aspired. "I take it, now that you're here, I'll delegate myself back to you and transfer back to the Constitution."

"That's your choice, but yes. Just like old times." Granger smiled back, producing a small bottle of whiskey, which the three friends drank in silence.

OOC: Speaking of nukes, proton torpedoes are multimegaton (10-100 or so) warheads, with the largest ones (those carried by capital ships and bombers) creating about 10+ gigatons of damage. Concussions are weaker (between 10-50 Mt). Technically though, turbolasers aren't lasers in the strictest sense. They're an exotic form of plasma that just happens to be conveniently called lasers. (I'm rambling here, ain't I? :) )

IC:
Anyway, it seems like the torpedoes are having an effect, but several fighters were lost in the attempt.
Meanwhile, the fleet that managed to be scraped up jumped insystem, and one large ship, a Torpedo Sphere (think a round ISD) was the main ship of this fleet.

Ships:
2 ISDs
3 squadrons of assault gunboats
B-wings, E-wings and K-wings are the main fighters that came in
Torpedo Boats
Torpedo Sphere

With the new information from Captain Black, missiles and torpedoes were launched from the Sphere and other ships, and turbolasers were only used if they're sure that the enemy shields are down.

OOC: Craft: Loronor-class Torpedo Sphere
Type: Dedicated siege platform/capital ship
Length: 1,900 meters
Crew: 61,245, gunners: 2,030, skeleton: 20,415
Passengers: 8,540 (troops)
Cargo Capacity: 3.8 million tons
Consumables: 4 years
Weapons:

10 Turbolaser Batteries
500 Proton Torpedo Tubes

http://www.emperorshammer.org/images/ship4.gif

status report
they have one ship left, if we are to retreat it would be a very good time to leave...
no.... not yet, a still have some tricks up my sleeve...
oooh boy... you mean to send troops to board their ships still?
that is that, how much ammo does our ships have?
3 ships are out but can defend at point blank, then, the least is 1/4 ammo left..
That will hurt us. is ISC sending super MAC and extra ammo and ROGs to alpha base?
yes they are... Captain ships on short range sensors, they JUMPED into the war zone!
how many?
damn! about 210 sir.[thats it, we have to retreat, give the signal
right away
TO ALL SHIPS:
RETREAT TO ALPHA BASE ASAP, THERE ARE TOO MANY FOR US TO HANDLE!

"Yes, there are a lot, and we don't have sufficient numbers." The admiral aboard the Torpedo Sphere said calmly. "Let's retreat while we still can."
The order to retreat was given out to all ships, and then the Torpedo Fleet jumped to the coordinates of Alpha base, and supply transports awaited them there.

I REPEAT TO AL SHIPS RETREAT TO ALPHA BASE NOW!!

OOC: eh, better wait for the others. I'm already there.

I REPEAT TO ALL SHIPS RETREAT TO ALPHA BASE NOW!!/ big time BUMP

I REPEAT TO ALL SHIPS RETREAT TO ALPHA BASE NOW!!/ big time BUMP again

OOC: I've shed the Sambizie complement from my forces due to Sambizie's player taking leave for a while.

IC: "All Sambizie aircraft and crews are now offloaded." Nichols reported and rubbed his eyes. "Alpha Base have their hands full with repairs to the ships of the other nations. We're lucky we brought a Logistics Ship along, so we're self sufficient in repairs for the short term." Nichols smiled grimly at that. While it meant he had only nine capital ships to use in combat, having the Logistics Ship meant he didn't need to worry about weapons stocks running low and spare parts to keep all his ships at fighting trim without a dock facility.

To: Illior Command
From: Jain Granger, Admiral, Commanding Officer, Constitution augmented battle group

Would it be at all possible, in light of the technological sophistication and larger numbers of our enemy, to increase the number of capital ships we take with us in the next phase of this operation? It would certainly increase our options, at least.

OOC: Sorry for not posting, but until this morning, I was stuck on a 56k that couldn't really connect to NS. But I'm back now.

IC:

"It's okay sir! We can take em!"

"Negative Ensign. We can't. We've recieved coordinates to the Illiorian alpha base. Take us there."

"But Si-"

"DO IT NOW ENSIGN!"

"Uh...Aye sir...Xenium implosion reactor charging. 80% and rising...90...100%. Jumping now."

The twin dreadnought battleships jumped out of the system to the Illiorian base. It was clear that the CF fleet would need reinforcements.

OOC: Bumpzor!

OOC: Come on, I finally fix my DSL connection and no one is to be found? Bump for an alien attack on alpha base.

Bump song

OOC: Illior, my Fleet CO made a transmission to you which you need to reply to. :roll:

While en route to Alpha base...

"Sir? Why did you make us retreat? The crew and I feel that we could've taken them on."

"Bull. Those shields asorbed our plasma beams like a sponge. We need some projectile weapons. We need something like Klonor's tsunami cannons. Mmm, those are some beautiful guns. Have you seen the first one they installed around the yard? I am confident that could even hold off these nasty buggers. But I digress, the point is that we need some type of weapon that can negate or pierce their shields."

"Right, sir...We'll be exiting hyperspace in a few minutes. It would be a good time to call for reinforcements."

"Yup."

The Captain went into his personal quarters and began composing a message to CF Fleetcom.
[code:1:544cc39be7]Dear Admiral,
As you know, the Vengeance and the Black Thorn have been in combat with numerous allies against an insidious alien race. You already know what their ships are like, from the two we sent home. The problem here is that the shields on their bigger ships can asorb our plasma beams. We need some ships that can fire railguns or missile boats or something. We need it fast, I suspect that the aliens are going to make a strike against the Illiorian's alpha base, and then they'll come for us. We need to be ready. We will also need a refill of fighters and especially bombers.

Sincerely,
Captain Gordon S. Freeman[/code:1:544cc39be7]

Right after he sent the transmission, Captain Freeman prayed to god that command would think of something that would give them an edge against such enemies...

"Sir?" An ensign ducked his head into the captain's quarters.

"What is it?"

"We'll be exiting hyperspace in a few minutes."

"Understood, thanks for keeping me appraised."

"With respect, sir, You look like hell."

"Heh, That is something that seems to come with the command of a ship like this."

OOC: I've shed the Sambizie complement from my forces due to Sambizie's player taking leave for a while.

IC: "All Sambizie aircraft and crews are now offloaded." Nichols reported and rubbed his eyes. "Alpha Base have their hands full with repairs to the ships of the other nations. We're lucky we brought a Logistics Ship along, so we're self sufficient in repairs for the short term." Nichols smiled grimly at that. While it meant he had only nine capital ships to use in combat, having the Logistics Ship meant he didn't need to worry about weapons stocks running low and spare parts to keep all his ships at fighting trim without a dock facility.

To: Illior Command
From: Jain Granger, Admiral, Commanding Officer, Constitution augmented battle group

Would it be at all possible, in light of the technological sophistication and larger numbers of our enemy, to increase the number of capital ships we take with us in the next phase of this operation? It would certainly increase our options, at least.

TO ADEJAANI COMMAND:
F***ING YES

To: Illior Command
From: Jain Granger, Admiral, Commanding Officer, Constitution augmented battle group

How many ships are we allowed to have now? And what intelligence or technical reports do you have against this enemy? Do they even have a name?

To: Illior Command
From: Jain Granger, Admiral, Commanding Officer, Constitution augmented battle group

How many ships are we allowed to have now? And what intelligence or technical reports do you have against this enemy? Do they even have a name?
TO ADEJAANI COMMAND: AS MANY AS YOU LIKE! THEY HAVE HIGH INTENSITY PLASMA WEAPONS THAT BURN HOLES THROUGH ALL OF MY SHIPS, AND LASERS JUST POWER THEIR SHIPS MORE, AND THEY HAVE NO NAME AT THE MOMENT.

Bump until I think of something to say.

OOC: Bump. I have nothing else to say until the next alien attack.

just waitin to BUMP

"we're here, Thank God"
Thats right, thank god, now let's get these ships docked and reloaded

OOC: So I take it we are now allowed to bring in more ships, should we desire it? Hmmph, okay. I just need to think of what to bring. :wink: Anyway...BUMP!

How are the analysis's going?
well sir, we've identified how thir sheilds and weapons work, and a space station is putting all hands together to build a ship that may be able to have a weapon that destroy's or disables it
good, keep watch on all sensors for enemy contact
OOC: anyone participating in this RP is allowed to send scientists and workers to this proj.

From: Jain Granger, Admiral, Commanding Officer, Constitution augmented battle group
To: All Fleet Commands

Due to a major crisis about to unfold, all Adejaani forces in this campaign must unfortunately withdraw immediately. We wish those nations remaining the best of luck and good hunting.

From: Jain Granger, Admiral, Commanding Officer, Constitution augmented battle group
To: All Fleet Commands

Due to a major crisis about to unfold, all Adejaani forces in this campaign must unfortunately withdraw immediately. We wish those nations remaining the best of luck and good hunting.

GOD DAMMIT! now that Ade is pulling out for the war with ShaRa that will exponentially bring the numbers dow...
Capatain!
[the captain walks over to thew sensor monitor]
what/
hundreds of inbound enemy contacts at 5000 Km away, just above our MAC cannons, but not ROGs
Dammit! contact Adejaani command and tell them to wait, this could be it for all of us...
MESSAGE TO ADEJAANI FLEET COMMANDER:
PLEASE DO NOT PULL OUT, OVER 500 ENEMY SHIPS HAVE BEEN DETECTED, WE NEED ALL THE HELP WE CAN POSSIBLY GET
{END TRANSMISSION}
tTO ALL SHIPS, TAKE DEFENSIVE MANEUVERS AND GET READY TO FIGHT FOR YOUR LIVES!

The Vengeance and the Black Thorn took up defensive positions.
OOC: I don't really have much time, but I'll try to participate as much as possible.

"So we're just going to turn our back on them?" Nichols asked, concerned.

"Unfortunately, yes. I don't like turning our backs on an ally like this, but the Sha'Ra conflict is more important. Billions would die, including hundreds of millions of our citizens." Granger frowned and prayed Illior could lead and win in this conflict.

open fire to all ships i repat open fire with 10 rounds