05-04-2004, 21:54
The two Centurions entered the hall. The hall that was the seat of power for the Imperious Leader himself.
"Speak Centurion"
"The invasion fleet that you requested is now ready, Imperious Leader"
"Well done. Broadcast a signal to the Jutans, of the arrival of our fleet and their inevitable obliteration"
"But Imperious Leader, that would risk the whole of the Star System and beyond hearing of our genocide"
"Do as you're told or I'll have you made into scrap metal"
"By your command"
Somewhere in a Cylon dock....
The Huge Fleet headed for Jutan, to take the planet and exterminate them...
OOC:
Am I doing well for my first RP?
My Forces:
2 Baseships
5 Squadrons of Raiders[50 Raiders]
6000 Centurions
"Speak Centurion"
"The invasion fleet that you requested is now ready, Imperious Leader"
"Well done. Broadcast a signal to the Jutans, of the arrival of our fleet and their inevitable obliteration"
"But Imperious Leader, that would risk the whole of the Star System and beyond hearing of our genocide"
"Do as you're told or I'll have you made into scrap metal"
"By your command"
Somewhere in a Cylon dock....
The Huge Fleet headed for Jutan, to take the planet and exterminate them...
OOC:
Am I doing well for my first RP?
My Forces:
2 Baseships
5 Squadrons of Raiders[50 Raiders]
6000 Centurions