NationStates Jolt Archive

This RP is rated 'R' fpr severe and gratuitous violence, graphic language and crude sexual references.

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IC:
Commander Ralph Hernandez sat in his commander chair. He was talking with his first mate.

"Oh yeah I never saw anything like that before, I mean I can you put something that size in your throat, she is amazing" Hernandez said.

"Oh my god I can't even imagine it, I mean it had to be 12 inches long" said his First Mate Jason Buckman. They were so crudely referring to Xxxena Long
Metallinauts Premier sex queen. Every woman on the Bridge was entirley disgusted by the current topic of choice.

One female officer had opened her mouth and was about to speak as an urgent bleep was emmited from the bridge speakers. She huffed in frustration but was pretty comforted that what ever the situation was they will atleast drop this topic.

"Holy Shit! Sir, we have freindly fir errupting in the Cadia system sir. It seems to be mainly an escort fight. Oh fuck! Sir the Larger Citizens are now at ends. Sir 4 Soverign Escorts just ble up, and a Citizen is in pretty rouh shape. Course of action?" said Officer Renyold Franklin.

"Set Course for Cadia. Engage, and fiind out what side is what and god damn it bring us to red alert." said Hernandez. The once vivid bridge was now a dark and brooding red. With the panels and flashing red lights as a source of light.

The Loki Class Heavy Battleship was within the Cadian Skirmish with in seconds. It was bad ships were crippled or destroyed. The larger Citizens were faring well agains the Soverigns. The Loki class opened a channel to one of the Citizens.

"What in the hell is going on here?" screamed Hernandez, his veins popping out everywhere from the stress.

The Fist Mate of the Citizen appeared on the garrbled Screen. His message was incredibly glictchy.

"Th-- Go- Y-- ha-e co-- -- Sa-- Us. Th- -- Fleet -s r---llin- Ad--r-l Fraz--r ha- to-d them ----------- I repe--- Admiral --------------------" The ship proceeded to exploded violently. The Loki Class rocked violently from the shock wave.

"God Damn!" said Buckman as he was thrown out of his char. The bridge bleeped again as Admiral Fraizer appeared on the Screen.

"Greetings Hernandez. I am so glad to see you, choose wisely the anwer to your question that I am about to prpose. Will you join me in my quest to over throw the Varn'Ya?" said Frazier meticulusly

"No, what the hell do I look like to you? A traitor, death before dis-honor!" said Hernandez right when Frazier ended his sentence.

"Very well" Fraziersaid his eyes cold like steel and his voice dispassionate. He looked possessed.

Suddenly three Citizen Class BAttleships reared up on the Loki. Their Phasers looked like licking tounges of death. the shields absorbed them some were refracted due to the Carbonite shileding. The Loki turned and launched a 3,000 Kg War Head at a Citizen between it's shield grids. The Citizen's shileds were useless as it passes through the void and smashed into the hull crashing through 68 decks and finally exploded on the 70th. The Citizen's hull bulged from the inside and finnally tore opn and exploded. The resulting blue explosion tor the Engine pylons off another Citizen. That on was left dea in the water.

"Enough is enough. I am going to finish you myself." said Frazier obviously irritated at the battles turn out.

"Sir!! Large amounts of Thalaron Radiation gathering off the port side." said an alarmed officer with a quivering voice.

"Wait Thalaron? The only ship equipped with thalaron is the Odin there is only one Thor Class." said Hernandez.

"Ha! Thats what you were lead to believe!" Frazier chuckled smugly.
A Thor Class Decloaked to the port side of the Loki Class. "Fire Thalaron now!" screamed Fraizer insanely.

"Jesus H. Christ" Hernandez said numbly as his bridge lit up a radioactive green.

"Sir I think it didn't work we are still here." said Buckman. Who quick ly yelped in pain, which was soon replaced with the whole Bridge crew screaming in pain. Then soon they turned to dust.

The Commander was left all alone. Thinking he was spared he stood up only to be crippled with pain. He looked down at his hand as it turned to an ashy grey dust and started to blow away in the Ships air recycling system . He let out a quick scream but was quickly silenced by his painful death.

"Finally, now I want a crew to commandeer that ship and return to base of opperations." said Frazier somewhat amused at this little event.

The Mettallinauts Admiral and several of his personal retinue had a strange sense of forbodding about agreeing to a journey to this god forsaken, stiffling, disease ridden hellhole the Sskiss called "Riiss Slash", which roughly translated in most humanoid languages as "Ancient Creche". Riiss Slash was actually a binary planet system, second out from it's G9V primary. The admiral and his retinue could see the the other half of the binary - a blue, green and white half cresent, which appeared four times larger than the systems primary in the sky.

He was given explicid instuctions by the rebel leader Arnold to secure this deal whatever it cost. The Admiral would be "rewarded" he was told...

Before their warship even docked at the orbital, they exchanged biological information regarding the Metallinauts physiological suitability to the planet. They were told what precautions to take, where to land and so forth. They were also warned not to stay from the landing site...The areas beyond the population enclave teemed with danger in the form of marauding "wild" Sskiss packs, various non-sentient saurian and reptilian predators, biting and stinging insects and so forth. But most of all they were told how to act in a social situation around Sskiss. Sskiss were notoriously enpredictable in such situations...As a result, most ESUS nations had long sinse decided to use various sophisticated robot drones when dealing with the Sskiss in any social situations.

Admiral Frazier even knew that even when Sskiss attended various diplomatic conventions a powerful force field was always in place between the Sskiss and the other delegates...

"I must be mad to have agreed to this decision" though the admiral. Was the rebel leader, Arnold that desperate to secure his position? "What the hell is he thinking? He though almost aloud. "Letting these monsters loose in our cities?"

Their shuttle craft had landed in a small clearing just outside a "Sskiss creche" [a population enclave?]. Admiral Frazier and his men donned on the filter masks, a few brief, but precise instructions were given and they emerged from the shuttle sliding doors. A small "floater" translation droid acompanied them.

The first thing that the they all realized was the oppressive heat and the humidity. Admiral Frazier had told his men to stay by the shuttle entrance. His men were equiped with side arms and ablative armour - no heavy weapons were permitted...

"Activate your force personal fields" Admiral Frazier commanded. "I don't want them being spooked by any smells!"

As they waited the he felt an almost palatable feeling that he was being watched. He turned his head slowly and saw nothing. The clearing was about 150 meters wide by his best estimate. The vegetation was thick and mostly a various shades of green with an occasional splash of colour from flowers. Trees towered further off. As minutes passed he started to feel more at ease.

He suddenly heard heavy footfalls and the occasional snap of underbrush when a primordial form emerged from a small clearing of vegatation from just opposite of he and his party. The Sskiss obviously did not bother with stealth..."Why the hell should he", Thought the Admiral.

Admiral Frazier had seen Sskiss in holographic displays, but the sight of a real individual was truley awe inspiring. It was a creature out of some primordail past...It wore no clothing or any other accoutraments of any sort. It, infact, did not even look intelligent. Admiral Frazier was forced to remind himself that these were intelligent and cunning aliens.

Judging from the pronounced flat triangular hornlets in front of each eye and rugose ridges down it's snout, this individual was a male in the prime of it's life - and a massive one at that. It's head and neck were an fiery orange red gradually turning to brick brownish red though the rest of it's body. Short black spines ran down the back of it's deep wedge shaped head, gradually taping to mere small rugose growth toward the end of the tail. It's fingers ond toes were tipped with dull black enormous curved talons.

And it was huge! At least three times his height in length and about half that in height. Admiral Frazier estimated that it was at least twenty times his mass.

It's nostiles instictively flared attempting to detect the sent of his party. The Sskiss then tilted it's enormous head to one side and then to the other - disturbingly birdlike. The admiral knew that he was both curious and studying them...

The Admiral noted the head - it was half his size alone! From the upper jaw, it's curved serrated teeth stood out prominently. It looked like it was "grinning"...

"The better to eat you with my dear..." The admiral thought, but quickly put the thought out of his mind. It was merely a result of it's physiology, nothing more...

The Sskiss then arched it's body allowing it's head to nearer to the ground. It quickly opened it's mouth and from it a small eggshaped object emerged. Admiral Frazier recognized it immediatly - a Sskiss organic data nodule. it looked like a rugose egg studded with bony osteoderms and was about 30cm by 20cm in size.

"ATTENTION TO SPEAKING!!!" TheSskiss's grating was translated by the floater droid. "SPEAK OF EXCHANGE!" It sounded like a hissing volcanic vent about to belch forth lava and steam. The Sskiss were never one for being subtle...and what did the humans call it..."smalltalk".

Admiral Frazier gathered his strength and said..."We come a great distance to speak/gesture with you great protectors of the multitudes."

"We also assume the posture of "greatest respect of presence" The admiral added for good measure.

The Sskiss seemed silent for a short period... "Continue speaking/gesturing"

"Good" thought the Admiral. "He wants to get this over with". The Sskiss had there faults perhaps, but long winded speeches were certainly not one of them.

"We wish service of your sharpness of tooth, claw and cunning" He thought quickly.

"A change in our ruler of creche/multitudes is needed" The words started to flow more easily now.

"We will al...."

"SILENCE/SUSATION OF SPEAKING!!!" The Sskiss bellowed.

The Admiral new that the Sskiss was getting annoyed with the proceedings already...

"WE ASK FOR FOR A "LARGE PORTION OF THE KILL" The sskiss said omminously, and them added "Modifers of Dominance"...

"You will" said Admiral Frazier. "My creche ruler will offer you much "redfood" [meat] and Shields of Regenerative Protection, as well as mineral wealth from "spheres of desolation".

"Agreement of speaking/gesturing - exchange excepted" The Sskiss simply said, and then abruptly signaled "end of speaking death/ended". We will send all the "hunter/soldier"caste needed for the task to come.

"That's it?!" He thought to himself...It nevertheless seemed like an eternity to him.

But he was almost caught off guard as the huge Sskiss approached him...The admiral stood his ground. He could feel behind him, his men getting tense...

The Sskiss stopped about 3 meters from him and then turned and flanked him. He saw his enormous body cavity suck in air like some monsterous bellows. There was a tense moment and all of a sudden a jet of clear fluid comming from a gland from the base of his tail spayed Admiral Frazier all over.

The smell was a pungent acidic smell and began to burn his eyes. What's more it stank! But the Sskiss merely said "Death/ending of proceedings/finished" And then added modifiers of "highest to lowest"...

Admiral Frazier finally arrived at his cruiser. After he had cleaned himself up, he almost collapsed in his command chair and said "get us the hell outa here"...

Several ours after the initial attack in the Cadia system. A massive fleet action by the government was taken. Almost 40% of the available ships were drawn to help quelch the rebellion before it started. Unfortunately by the time the fleet arrived it was too late. The Cadian plaents were rioting, massively. The fleet that was sent to crush the rebellion was 200 ships strong, 190 of those defected to the Rebellion's cause. The rebels left one cruiser alive and sent them back to the Segmentum Metallinautia. Their Message was merely 3 words long. It was "Cadia is ours". The rebels also let the governemnt know that in one weeks time they will arrive in the system and then will be the governemnt's last chance to surrender. After much delegation and deliveration the government called for Aid. They sent Messenger ships to everynation willing to aid them.

OOC: The Following Nations may now participate:
Five Civilized Nations, Torontonians, Xeraph Plese RP your ships enetering the Segmentum.

"They come, I smell/sense them" The female sickle clawed smaller Sskiss called Ish' Kkaaw said, hissing.

"Numbers/multitudes"? and then added modifiers "quickness of reponse needed" The larger Sskiss snapped.

"Few/small creche. Not greater than six" said the female in a hurry, signaling "sureness of accuracy of numbers".

The larger Sskiss - a heavy set male "ridgeback" raised his great wedged shaped head to the sky and called "gathering of pack". The call boomed into the distance. Bird-like analogue forms scattered from their treetop canopies. Doubtless the large male ridgeback realized that even the Mattellinauts would hear them. The Sskiss considered most races to be almost blind, deaf as well as possessing an almost non-existant sense of smell.

Within a short period the other six Sskiss that made up the core command of their ground forces came together, each giving each other a healthy berth of territory despite the fact that all had marked it with their spoor. One of the other six was massive individual and was clearly in command. Slhorr' Raa' Praak was a giant "crusher" specimen and a third again larger than the large ridgeback. Though a rare genetic defect, her entire body was completely coal black. The only colour was her red eyes with equally black pupils. If anything this made her even look more dangerous.

"Dominent one! We are pleased that you responded to gathering of pack" The Ridgeback added modifiers of greatest repect and assumed the posture of "lowest to highest".

"My presence required for negociations/important matters to be discussed" The great black "crusher" form rumbled omminously. "You will speak to the "other"" she said in an equally omminious tone.

"I obey greatest of Sskiss/devourer of our enemies" The ridgeback said with modifers of "awe of presence".

"They come" the smaller sickle clawed Ish' Kkaaw cooed repectfully.

The Mettalinauts finally arrived and stopped abruptly at least 50 meters from the foremost Sskiss, who appeared to be overall charged with commincating with them.

Admiral Frazier had been chosen once again to deal with the Sskiss military to set up defensive positions at key points on the planets surface. Plans of attack also needed to be discussed. The admiral had chosen five of his most trusted personal guard, known for keeping their cool when dealing with potentially hostile aliens.

The admiral recognized none of the Sskiss present among the group. He sensed the same smolding madness as the first time he discussed terms with the Sskiss on Riiss' Sslash. Sskiss nostiles flared compusively, instinctively... for their sent...

As before, the admiral and his men had activated their personal forcefields well before dealing with these (he was sure!) dangerously unstable aliens who were largely driven by their own instincts and senses.

"How the hell did they ever manage to get out into space?!" he thought.

But a sharp piercing screech issued from the small vicious looking sickle clawed female brought him back to reality...

The negociations had begun...

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Admiral Frazier was seated on a floater chair while the rebel leader, Arnold was seated opposite behind a large metallic desk. They were both sipping a rare metallinats wine from the Karsha region in blue and green crytsal glasses.

"Here" Arnold pushed a sealed document towards Frazier who picked it up.

Admiral Frazier oppened the document. "A promotion to Rear admiral!" He said with considerable surprize.

"Why yes" said Arnold "You have served me well. And I reward those who do so" But his voice cut like a monofilement blade. The admiral took the hint...A rather subtle hint. Arnold, the future governer of the Matellinauts did not tolerate failure...

"And the Sskiss" said the Admiral. "What did you promise them?"

"Oh that!" A few tens of millions tons of various ores and a few tens of thousands of tons of various gemstones. "Oh, and of course the Shield regenerative technology" Arnold said it all in a rather bored tone.

Frazier finally said "And the citizens?" What if the Sskiss kil...

"Well a few will likely die"..."I mean...the Sskiss aren't the most "descriminent" race around, are they?" "But, I digress!, we can always place the blame rather convicingly on the old goverment" He almost seemed to savor saying that...

The vanguard the small Five Civilized Nations task force that was to be dispatched to assist the government of Metallinuts, arrived in the Segmentum. As the Salamis Class Cruiser, CNSS-1459 Torrington, the flagship of the vanguard formation, took the lead, followed loosely by a trio of Meteor Mark XIX Class Assault Frigates and a Albion Mark III Class Assault Carrier. This small five ship unit was merely a portion of the larger 99-vessel Five Civilized Nations Stardust Combat Force, an elite naval force commanded by Vice Admiral Sergei Mikolov.

Aboard the Torrington, Captain Jason Schmidt, the ranking officer of the small flotilla, waited patiently on the bridge for the Metallinuts to hail his warship...

"We cannot sit idly buy while one of the fellow ESUS members falls into a state of revolution! They are one of the most active members of the alliance, if they fall into the rut of revolution, there is not telling how long it will take them to get out of it, and if/when they do, a crazy dictatorship could rise of the ashes!" Argued one of the Military Coordinators for the TSDC.

“True” Agreed another “But how can we commit when we have outdated land forces and an already overstretched fleet?”

“Are you forgetting?” Accused another “Right now our expanded fleet is doing nothing, ever since the initial conflict was resolved, we have yet to participate in the next phase in the ESUS’s plan to cull the Shivians. Besides, if we fell into civil unrest or were attacked, wouldn’t we want our allies to help because they want to? Not because they’re obligated.”

A usually silent Coordinator opened his mouth “I think your missing some of the silver lining in this… If we send our land army vehicles, which we all know is in terrible need of a refit, and they get destroyed, and we extract the men with minimal casualties, or with everyone on the mission dying, we will finally get the funds needed to modernize our land defences, and at the same time we’ll look good in the eyes of one of the most active members of the ESUS!”

Everyone agreed with the Coordinator that just spoke “Yes, that is a suburb idea, I’m sure our Corporate sponsors will agree!” The head Coordinator spoke up “Alright, we’re finished for now, we’ll get together later this week to discuss our new commitment.

Later that week

“Alright then, it is agreed, we will deploy 5 Legionnaire destroyers and 2 Centurion Battleships to help combat the renegade fleet, along with a large portion of our existing land army to help secure the Capital planets soil.” Commented the Head Coordinator, wrapping up the session and putting in motion the agenda for a massive land army refit.

The seven ships, along with a third ship, A Gutted Samnite Heavy Battleship winked out of Folded space into the region surrounding Segmentum Metallinautia. They engaged a high orbit around the planet and engaged a hailing frequency.

“This is the TSDC Supremacy hailing, we represent the Capitalist Oligarchy of Torontonias, we are responding to your request for aid against the Rebels, we have a small fleet of seven ships along with a carrier filled to capacity with 5 Tank Divisions consisting of 65 Tanks each. Along with this, we also have a 32,000 infantry these land forces are to help prevent this planet from falling into rebel hands, please designate a landing zone and we shall begin to unload and move into the Capital to help defend it, if you for some reason do not want us there, then simply designate a different area and they will be positioned there.”

The Captain sat back in his chair and waited for a response.

"How the hell did they ever manage to get out into space?!" he thought. lol didn't I once say that? Also when I write in green, it is the rebels.

IC:
Rear Admiral Fraizer sat in his ready room. He was disturbed from his most recent encounter with the Sskiss. His tea cup that he was holding was shaking rather violently. The door of his ready room opened.

"Admiral!" said an ensign rather loudly.

"Wha--!" said Fraizer yelping as he spilled hot tea on himself.

"Torontonian and Five Civilized Nation Vessles have begn orbit around Metallinautia Prime" said the Ensign

"Ok keep me informed"

Metallinautia Prime, The Vladmir Station
The bridge of the massive station was appropriately huge. There were atleast 200 pannels around the bridge. At the center of the bright nerve hub of the bridge was a large what appeared to be cherry oak confrence table. It was depressed, making the panels form a higher ring above it. At the Table sat many Admirals. One of them was Admiral Maxwell. He was discussing a strategy that could retake Cadia with virtually no civilian casualties.

"Sirs, there are two fleets are in the segmentum!" said Ensign Rafael Sanchez

"What Registry" said an old grey haired woman named Lola Jenkins. She was Tall and Spindly with a pale complexion.

"They are come back as Five Civilized nations and Torontonian vessels ma'm" said sanchez hastily. "Shall I hail th--, they are hailing us" he said startled. "They are offering their services to our governmet."

"Good" said Maxwell standing up and ascending the small stairs to go to Sanchez. "Tell them to dock with us" he said very buisness like. He turned to the tactical station "Decloak the station." he said abruptly

The station decloaked. It was amazingly huge. It was a full 89 Km high and 46 Km Around at it's widest point. It dwarfed all the ships.

OOC: Now RP docking and I will show you what to do.

As the Captian of the Supremecy was pacing the bridge, it was taking longer for the Metallinauti government to respond than earlier anticipated.

"Any word yet?" He questioned

"No sir" Replyed an Ensign

"Let me kno-"

The Captain was cut off when several proximity alarms started going off, the Ensign started frantically going over readings

"Sir! We've got a massive object appearing right on top of us, it was cloaked!"

The Captian stood in awe, he had never seen a station so large, it must have taken quite a bit of energy to keep it cloaked. It dwarfed even the biggest of his ships

"Sir, they're hailing us, they are requesting us to dock and come aboard" Said the Ensign

"Bring us in then" Replyed the Captian.

The Supremecy Moved toward the station and docked at the nearest port onto the station.

Bump for 5CN

"Sirs they are docking on ring 90" said Commander Dylan Guerin.

"Very good, have a security team lead them here. Scratch that, I want a whole squad of our most loyal Security Officers to escort them here. In these times no telling who is friend and who is foe." Admiral Jenkins said, her voice was cold and direct. "Hail the Five Civilized Nations Vessels again, see if they will respond.", she was growing worrysom.

Meanwhile
The Torontonian Captains stepped out of the docking bay. They turned around to see their capital ships with Torontonian and Metallinautian work caft buzzing about it like flies to lemonade. They then walked out into a spacious hallway where 24 men wearing black power armor and armed with Pulse Carbines were standing there waiting for them.

The lead one stepped forward, "Greetings, we are eternally grateful for your support, if you would please follow us we will bring you to the counsel." the massive man said in a proportionatley deep voice. The officers formed a defensive position around the Torontonian Captains as they lead them to the bridge.

The guards took them to a large turbo lift after what seemed to be ages of walking down muted bluish halways that looked like they were in perpetual dusk. The doors whoosed as they opened. The elevator took them up 800 decks. They came into an equally underlit room. Though this one was far more spacious. There were hundreds of glowing panels clustered together.

"Hello Captain, I am Admiral Maxwell, Your troops are not as of yet needed in the Capital as we have heavily fortified it. Though we will place you on it's outskirts and equip your men and vehicles with our cloaking devices for the eventual push the enemy will make for the capital. Do you have any questions of us?" Maxwell said his eyes and demeanour were unusually warm and receptive.

OOC: Just to say, there is only one Captain, not sure if that was a typo, but there is no more than One.

The Captain stepped onto the Station, its wide, spacious hallways nothing like any he had ever been in back on Epsilon Prime.

There was an escort guard waiting for him on the other end, a large, burly man stepped ahead and sigified he was the leader by initiating conversation, thanking him on behalf of the Metallinautians.

After being escorted down an endless series of hallways he was taken up a turbolift. After another long, agonizing wait with this cluster of guards, they got to the destined floor and stepped out, the captain entered a dim room surrounded by computer pannels.

"Hello Admiral, My name is Captain Lewis Groudz, although I am only a Captain in the TSDC, I am the Commander of the Torontonian Diplomatic Corps. So don't feel that we don't appreciate you enough to send lowly officer. I am appreciate of your offer of outfitting our unit with Cloaking technology, it is appreciated. We can outfit our men with it, but our Tanks... Well, thats a different story. As for the placement, as we do not know where you want them specifically, we will turn over command of them to you, untill they are stationed on the ground. I have no further questions"

The Captain waited in what seemed to be the command chamber for a response from the Admiral.

"Well, your tanks need to be invisible for our strategy to work. We have optical reflective plating. Though if the tank is shot, chances are that the plating will be scorched and subsequently destroyed. Thus revealing your tank to all those with eyes. Also, Captain, any aid that our allies give us is not scorned upon. We could care less if you were the greatest Admiral or lowest Ensign, your help is both welcome and appreciated. As soon as the 5CN forces respond to us we will begin landing your troops." said the Admiral.

"Well, I didn't say we COULDN'T put stealth devices on the tanks, I'm just not sure how compatible the technologies would be, but given the fact that it isn't one solid piece of Technology, and just a bunch of garbled pieces of different technology, I belive we could make it work. I'm ready to commence operations when you are Admiral"

This is OOC only for the rest of you

On the Al-Imvad command station, two top commanders were discussing the recent developments with the king.

"Sire, if we were to aid Metallinauts, then they would surely come to opur aid in the future."

"Nonsense they wouldn't want our help, and if we gave it then they would expect us to follow their orders- our ships can't fight battles the way theirs do. But if we were to help the rebels, then Metallinauts, and perhaps all of ESUS, would be devastatingly weakened. Then we wouldn't have to ever worry about them attacking Nonistan. We wouldn't even have to annunce allegiance to either side. After all- nobody even knows that our nation exists, we could operate without reprecussions."

"An eccelent point, but what of the reprecussions if we were found out- we would be completely destroyed if ESUS knew."

"You have both made good points. Now here is my decision: send a fleet to help the rebels. Our defense grid can stop any possible counterattack. If they could even find our system that is. However, do not activate the Warrior Class or the Nonistan- they are too valuable. Instead use our new light vehicles. Operate standard battle order- we don't want our involvement to be known. However, I do want ESUS to be weakened to a point where it is no longer a threat."

With that the Al-Imvad fleet began to prepare for action against the ESUS forces aiding Metallinauts.

My Ships (total) (http://s3.invisionfree.com/Bellum_Solaris/index.php?showtopic=43)

Bump for 5CN again last bump for you or I am kicking you out of the RP.

OOC Upon further consideration, we do not want to take on the whole ESUS, just Metallinauts and Torontonias.
I hadn't realized it was so friggin huge

IC A number of Nighthawks (25) moved into deep space, positioning themselves stealthily along the lanes between Cadia and Metallinautia. These vessels prepared to strike any task force that tried to reach Cadia. Meanwhile, 3 Invincible Class, 2 Superior Class, and 5 Angel Class ships began loading supplies for an attack.

OOC Upon further consideration, we do not want to take on the whole ESUS, just Metallinauts and Torontonias.
I hadn't realized it was so friggin huge
Regional Population 48,619,000,000 and still growing :)

OOC Are your ships still orbiting Metallinautia Prime?

IC The attack fleet began to move toward the Metallinautia sytem, maintianing communication silence. This was to be the first true test of the power of the AISF.

The Vladmir Station's long range sensors detected a presence in the Nebula.

"Admirals! Multiple Sensor Contacts around the outer perimeter of the Segmentum. They are not coming back as any registered Metallinautian or Allied vessle. Shall I raise the alert?" said a Science officer.

"Yes, all the aid we have been told we will recieve has come. I want the Fleet on guard. Send out all the fighters to intercept the forces. Station weapons on full." said Admiral Jenkins as she moved to the fore of the Bridge. "Red Alert!" at that command the voice recognition system dimmed all the lights on the station, red lights began to flash at a slow pace. They dimmed in slowly, and dimmed out slowly. It gave the station an eerie look. "All hands to battlestations" Jenkins ordered, her tone Demanded Respect. She turned to Maxwell who stood like a spire scrying the visual screen for any signs of craft. "Admiral Maxwell, goto the UFM Odin we will need her service today." she said.

"Aye Aye" said Maxwell turning and sprinting to the turbo lift. With in 5 Minutes he was aboard the Odin. "Activate Phased Cloaking Device, lets see who these people are..." Maxwell Ordered with intrigue and anticipation in his voice. The Odin became invisible to both sensor and the eye, not to mention intangible. "Set course to those sensor contacts, maximum impulse."

During the time Maxwell had been boarding the Odin 45,000 Interceptors had assembled and launched to the Sensor Contacts. From the Far Side of the Planet had come 300 Citizen Class Battleships, 20 Loki Class Heavy Battleships and they formed a Defensive Column between Metallinautia Prime and the contacts. The other side of the planet was guarded by the Vladmir Station

Admiral Jenkins Turned to the Torontonian Captain. "Captain you can call up your fleet, we have landed your troops in the suburbs of the Captial. So your part in this engagement is up to you." said Jenkins.

OOC: My whole fleet is not here, most is the rest are mainly escorts and cruisers. If you need stats on anyships feel free to ask. Also you are fighting in a huge nebula, my shields barely function and I have inhabited this place for over 800 years (in space) so don't expect your shields to work good (most likely not at all). Oh and prepare to get a new one ripped into you lol (you should have waited for the rebels) :sniper: :sniper: :gundge: :mp5: :) ;) :p

Also no one reply to this as I am at work and have to go, I will finish it when I get home. that is about 3 Hours and 40 Minutes.

The first wave of the Sskiss "pack" [fleet] was arriving at the Cadia system. Over two hunderd in the first wave alone, the second smaller "pack" [fleet] would arrive within a few planetary rations of homeworlds.

Meanwhile within the lead warship "Plunderer of Flesh", Slhoor' Raa' Praak, a member of the Sskiss "Tyrant" caste eyed the holo visuals of the Cadia system within the "chamber where orders/commands given" [bridge] with a practised eye.

"Dispatch drones of sencing/seeing" she bellowed adding the "dominance" modifer for a swifter reponse to her commands.

She then eyed Ish' Kkaw. "Ish' Kkaw, you will command/order the "broods of death" [fighter squadrons]. "Spherical dispersal pattern"! "Obey/preform duty"!

Ish' kkaw screeched "obediance to commands/directives" and quicly added modifeirs of "greatest honor of duty to race" and bounded off to fulfill her task.

The first wave of probes, fighter craft and gunships left the main fleet to form a spherical parimeter around the fleet as well as scan for hostile forces within the system itself. Enemies lurked everywhere, and Slhoor' Raa Praak did not achieve her "tyrant" caste position because she was careless or lacked forethought...A clever hunter was both patient and cunning...

She drooled toxic bacteria laden saliva in "anticapation of killing"...


OOC: Sskiss fleet compostion - First pack.

1 "Devouring of Enemies" Class Battleship (flagship)
2 "Eating of Victory" Class Heavy Cruisers
2 "Protector of the Death Brood" Class Heavy Carriers
8 "Keeper of the Killer Brood" Class Light Carriers
12 "Crushing Bite" Class Medium Cruisers
60 "Slasher of Flesh" Class Heavy "Prowlers" (frigate equivallent)
120 "Marauding Hunter" Class Heavy Gunships

Total Fighter compliment 1636 "Slaughterer of Prey" Class Medium fighters. 392 "Far Killing Claw" Class Heavy Torpedo fighters.

Typicaly, offensive, defensive and ECM/ECCM drones will generally number at least 5 times the number of fighter craft.

The strike force appeared suddenly, with little warning. Within seconds, dozens of HACSHMs streaked across space as squadrens of Mallards and Strike Seagulls poured out of docking bays. Gunners on all ships opened fire, ion cannon blasts and armor piercing railgun slugs moving toward a target rich environment. Before the first wave had even made it halfway across the void, a second volley of HACSHMs flew out of their lounchers. Each one's homing system tracking the reactor or engines of a capitol ship. There was no way the Metallinautian forces could have expected such firepower to appear on such short notice. The area between the two fleets was filled with rounds. A third, fourth and fifth wave of HACSHMs were launched, each missile containing a warhead that could potentialy disable any capitol ship. Within five minutes, the Al-Imvad fleet had turned to leave, pouring more and more blasts and missiles into the massed enemy targets. Without even staying to record the damage, the first of the ships began making thier way into deep space.

OOC I am expecting heavy damage to your ships, I did just pour a lot of firepower into an unshielded environment.

OOC: Um, I'm no Military expert but five volleys of missles launched and you expect to escape unscathed? It is true you could hevily damage the fleet with that much missle support, but not before the majority of your fleet was pounded into oblivion. Metallinaut ships are quite strong, and you never know when they might have Anti-Missle systems, anyway, its his thread, so it's up to him.

IC: The Captain turned to admiral Jenkins after watching Admiral Maxwell run off the deck to his flagship

"Afirmative, we shall help you against this first wave, although we don't have many ships, we will help you with what we've got, with the exception of the Troop Carrier, it has no weapons, so we're sending it a safe distance away. We'll keep out frequencies open so we can better coordinate with your larger fleet."

With that the Captain left for his own ship and soon he was on it. The ship detached from the station and joined the left side of the defencive columns of ships, the five Legionerres in Front and the two Centurions in the back.

They had just moved into position when alarms started going off, it was the advanced range scanners picking up something entering the system.

"Captain! The're ships! and they aren't ours, nor Metallinauti, or even 5CN Ships, Sir, wait, no, they're opening fire!" Yelled an ensign from his console right before the ship was hit with a barrage of gunfire, the ship rocked back and forth from the impact.

"Ensign! Whats going on!" Yelled the Captain

"Fighters! And missles! Swarms of them sir, they're all over the fleet!" he yelled back

"Notify the other Legionerre's tell them to open fire on the fighters and the missles, and tell the Centurions to do what they're designed for, Covering us, tell them to locate the attacking fleet through all this, and start shelling them!" The Captian barked

"Yessir!" replyed the Ensign

The Legionnerres moved forward, Lasers blazing, helping to shoot down the waves of missles and fighters, attempting to avoid missle fire, most of the ships were able to shrug them off, with the help of detachable, layered armour, but one was disabled right off the bat, along with two others that moved forward.

The Centurions, behind the safety of the Legionnerres, began lobbing Plasma Shells far into space, toward the oposing fleet, where they would destablize and explode, spraying the oposing fleet with globs of hot plasma, like massive space-flak cannons.

OOC I never said I would escape unscathed, nor did I say that every ship was destroyed, just that I fired over 250 missiles in a five minute period, as well as hundreds of railgun and ion cannon blasts. This was a suprise attack, not a battle, and I intended to get in and out fast. Metallinauts has over 300 battleships, and I am willing to assume that as few as 75 of my missiles got through to them, disabling (not neccesarily destroying unless you rp it that way) anywhere from 40-75 battleships - mixed between yours and his. I hope you'll rp larger casualties but i can't make you.
Also, the fighters didn't engage, they stayed by the capitol ships and took potshots.
btw what type of shields do your ships use -metallinuats and torontias?

IC The plasma did minor damage to the craft, dissipating over the huge area between vessesl. the Al-Imvad captains were no fools- they knew not to stay too close together. But still damage was done. One Angel Class lost power to its starboard engine, another to its fore manuevering thrusters. The main supply bays in two of the Invincible Class were heavily damaged, rendering unusable the extra fuel and munitions for the fighters. Still, the ships turned to depart, firing HE shells into the swarms of interceptors coming after them. The Mallard fighters continued to cover the escape of the capitol ships as the Strike Seagulls entered the docking bays to prepare for the jump to ftl.

OOC: The Battleships are still right next to Metallinautia Prime, so you were shooting at my fighters, as you can't hit the Thor as it is intangible.

Ill post later tonight

Your battleships are well within my target area:
300 Citizen Class Battleships, 20 Loki Class Heavy Battleships and they formed a Defensive Column between Metallinautia Prime and the contacts.

The missiles track the signatures of capitol ships, unless your fighters have similar power output and size, they would most certainly ignore them and continue on to attempt to hit your battleships. And 250 was a conservative estimate. Could you please explain this 'intangible' thing to me, I don't know exactly what you mean. I am trying to be lenient as far as RPing the damage done to your vessels, but they must have been hit.

IC The first Invincible Class finished loading Strike Seagulls, and went ftl. Each craft had a random pattern of jumps preplanned out. They would move through deep-space, uninhabited systems, and nebuli, converging and seperating at random, all the time throwing off any ships attempting to track them. It would be another two weeks before they all finally made it back to Nonistan. The remaining ships continued to prepare to make their escape.


I'll be going away over the weekend, don't do anything too drastic. Be back monday

OOC: Intangible as in you shoot through it. Also you are in a nebula that only direct fire things work, I geuss I should have said this, so for this volley they work, after that none work they are dumb fire.

IC: Only 20 Missiles had made it through the barrage and all of them hit 2 Citizens crippling one to the point of a warp breach, it subsequently caused the ship to explode with a huge force knocking other ships from it's explosion, the other ship faired much better, the Remodulating shield had done it's job in calibrating itself for the most protection.

The Odin then Decloaked and began to punish the puny A-I craft.

It fired 320 Transphasic torpedoes at the Angel Classes, the amount of explosions was roughly 35 Gigatonnes. She the rolled so her Port Arc was facing the Invincibles and fired all 350 High Intesity Plasma/Antimatter Cannnons with out prejudice. The Starboard arc chose to fire her 250 Type XX Pulse Phasers which stuck the Superiors with incredible force. The A-I craft would probobly not survive the volley.

OOC: That should be ebough to suffeciently destroy a large part (All but maybe, a very far feteched maybe 3 Ships survive) of your fleet, most likely your whole fleet.

If you doubt my ships capabilities here she is

http://mapgames.7.com1.ru/homeplanet/images/ships/razor.jpg

Size:
Length: 12.5 Km
Height: 2.75 Km
Width: 2 Km

Crew: 1000 Officers 450,000 Enlisted

Speed and Power:
Power Plant(s): 4 M/ARA Type III Reactors
Reserve Power Plant: M/ARA Type II
Light Speed Drive: Quantum slipstream Generator
Max Speed: Approx. 250,000xC
Sublight Drives: 14 High Output Quadterium Drives
Max Speed: .879xC
24 RCTs for Manuverability

Defense:
Shielding Systems:
1st Layer: Carbonite Shielding System*
2nd Layer: Distortion Shielding System
3rd Layer: Conversion Shielding System
4th Layer: Regenerative Shield System
24 Ablative Armor Generators*
Standard Cloaking Device
Phased Cloaking Device
Ghosting Generator

Structure:
Hull: Reinforced Tritanium/Unobtainum*
Structure: Reinforced Adamatium B/C*

Weapons:
850 Hull Mounted Point Defense Turret Cannons
150 Gravity Accelerated Anti-Fighter Turret Cannons
14 Fore Mounted Hell Cannons*
2 Fore Mounted Armaggeddon Cannons*
14 Fore Mounted Ravager Cannons*
2 For Mounted Lance Cannons*
40 For Mounted Universal Torpedo Launchers
Loaded With:
Photon torpedoes: 30000 Stocked
Quantum torpedoes: 25000 Stocked
Phased High Intensity Plasma Torpedoes*: 25000 Stocked
Transphasic Torpedoes: 20000 Stocked
Thalaron Radiation Generator 2 Emitters
Planetary Napalm 10 Bombs
Black Hole Torpedoes 10 Torpedoes
PSPs 4 Emitters

20 Fore Mounted Missile Launchers:
Loaded With:
Micro Missiles*: 1,000,000
Heavy AntiMatter Warheads*: 2 40,000 Kg Warheads

350 (Port) Mounted Broad Side High Intesity Plasma/Antimatter Cannnons
350 (Starboard) Mounted Broad Side High Intesity Plasma/Antimatter Cannnons
200 (Port) Mounted Broadside Type XX Pulse Phasers
200 (Starboard) Mounted Broadside Type XX Pulse Phasers


12 Rear Mounted Universal Torpedo Launchers (feed off main torpedo supply)

150 Ventral Mounted Type XXX Phaser Strips
150 Dorsal Mounted Type XXX Phaser Strips

OOC: WOW!!! Plasma-Antimatter cannons!! I'm thrilled. Freakin awesome!! Fo Shizzle!! Of all your guns, you chose the only ones that would have absolutely no effect.

IC The magnetic sheilds (which aren't affected by atmospherics) of the 2 Invincible Class Carriers deflected all the plasma and all the antimatter. They then finished picking up the fighters. They then were in position to go FTL.(magnetic shields can ONLY stop plasma and antimatter, so I've always relied on thick regular armor).

OOC Phasers. Boy you should be glad these weren't lasers or you would have lost there too.

IC The Superior Class took heavy hits. One was almost destroyed. It was heavily damaged and quickly collected its fighters and prepared to go FTL, it had to leave the battle immediately so as to prevent total destruction. The other was hit in the engines, losing all forward manueverability, and it could not escape to FTL due to obstructions.

OOC Torpedos. Haven't got anything to stop those... oh, wait... maybe I do, lemme check. Ahhh yes- AA guns and thick armor. Probably not enough, but I've got to play 'em. And tonnes is usually used to refer to ships, for explosives I believe it is tons.

IC The Angels tried to destroy the torpedos with their AA guns, but they were not effective enough. 4 of the 5 Angels were heavily damaged. 3 suffered reactor damage and exploded. The fourth suffered heavy damage and barely survived with its engines intact. It struggled to move into a position to escape. The final Angel suffered moderate damage and quickly moved to a position to go FTL.

OOC Quit making up the rules as you go along. I find it hard to believe that your nebula would affect on-board navigation systems.

OOC: One All those who are in the ESUS are all well aware of the terrain as I had planned on no onelse being interested, two there is no way in hell that you resisted 32 gigatonnes of firepower, as I have taken time to read about your ships, three my shields reflect all sorts of beam weapons, but are not 100% effective, so you are god modding, that will not be tollerated. Fourthly, anti-matter would not be effected by your shield because it has not metal, the plasma would be repulsed. And finally the rules have been explained to those who applied early. :sniper:

OOC I'm sick of this shit. Antimatter is contained in magnetic fields during storage- therefore it could be stopped with magnetic shields. Kudos to you for reading about my ships- there's a lot to read through... I keep meaning to condense some of the early stuff to be more like the later stuff.

IC All the ships that could, escaped to ftl, never to return. The Al-Imvad gov't vowed to never attack in a nebula again. They will be more prepared, if there is a next time. The Superior Class' crew that remained wiped the computer's memory banks and star charts. They then destroted all major components and top-secret equipment. They then went to escape pods and activated the self destruct.

OOC I'm withdrawing form this war- but I'll come hassel you again sometime.

OOC I'm sick of this shit. Antimatter is contained in magnetic fields during storage- therefore it could be stopped with magnetic shields. Kudos to you for reading about my ships- there's a lot to read through... I keep meaning to condense some of the early stuff to be more like the later stuff.

IC All the ships that could, escaped to ftl, never to return. The Al-Imvad gov't vowed to never attack in a nebula again. They will be more prepared, if there is a next time. The Superior Class' crew that remained wiped the computer's memory banks and star charts. They then destroted all major components and top-secret equipment. They then went to escape pods and activated the self destruct.

OOC I'm withdrawing form this war- but I'll come hassel you again sometime.

OOC: To Contain yes, deflect no as my Anti-Matter is anti-hydrogen not a metal. You can leave but I am contemplating reporting you to a mod for your first comment.

IC: The Thor targeted the A-I Escape Pods and fored 300 Micro Missiles at them. After that She then recloaked and entered orbit around the Prime again. Several Repair ships came out to meet the Damaged Citizens and Torontonian Fleet.

Captian Groudz sat in his chair, he and his ship was relatively safe, although he wished he could say the same for the ships that had just been pummeled by enemy fire. It had been one of his worst decisions to send out part of his fleet into a hail of enemy fire, he was gratefull however that the ships were not destroyed, and that they superior Metallinautian Fleet had been able to ward off the attackers. He then realized the importance of the defence network that was built.

As he saw repair ships aproaching, he hailed them

"Excuse me, this is Captain Groudz of the Torontonian Fleet, we need repair to three of our ships, I hope you will be able to comply."

On Segmentium Metallinautia

The Commander of the Torontonian Ground forces shook his head, it was the first time in fifteen years that he had seen active combat, and he was being reemerced in a war that they didn't even belong in, neithertheless, he had his orders, and he was readying his troops for battle. They had been assigned to the outlying areas of the Captial, the interior secured by Government Loyalists. The locals were eying the Torontonians suspiciously, they obviously did not trust the aliens that were claiming to be there to help them, the entire populace seemed to have been shaken by the abrupt start of the Civil war.

He was making his rounds when a low ranking trooper came up to him, a questioning look on his face, and a group of chuckling officers behind him

"Uh, Sir, Is it true that there are rumours that we're going up against Dinosaurs In this war?"

The Commander looked back at the group with a disaproving look with a slight grin on his face, and returned his attention to the Private.

"Son, where did you get that Idea? I'm sure you went through the same Standardized Education Program we all went through when we were kids, and although things change, I'm sure one thing stayed the same, The Reptilian Lifeforms that dominated Earth Before Humans are extinct, so how would they be able to take up arms against us! Besides, although there are several cases of them having advanced social structures, most of them wouldn't have the intelligence to deturmine whats right and wrong in intergalactic politics, so I don't think you have to worry."

"I suppose you right sir" Replyed the Private, with that he turned and walked off, assumately on some task set before him by Superiors

Dinosaurs the Commander thought Now where would he get that idea...

The first wave came suddenly, without warning - and without comprimise...

The sleek, black organic craft plunged like ugly birds of prey and emitted a "screech of death" as they did so, adding further terror to the populations below.

Within an hour many installations, both military and otherwise had been obliterated by phased pulse disrupter fire, anti-matter missiles and gatling gauss cannon weaponary from Sskiss fighter craft. Heavy Sskiss assault bombers flew in low and dispenced death with precision in the form of super heated plasma and acidic bombs. People screamed in agony as the fine hyrdochloric acid ravaged their lungs or perished as their blood boiled within them by the plasma. Still others were literrally eaten away by an insidious organic clinging plasma - there flesh melting off their bones, until the bones themselves desolved...

Then the Sskiss soldiers arrived...

Rumours often circulated what it was like to be invaded by Sskiss....They had speculated "that it would not be pleasent"...

It was an understatement...

The truth is, they showed no discimination in who - or what, they killed. Once they started, they did not stop until everything around them was either dead or they were commanded to stop by a Sskiss of "Greatest Dominance". They arrived in nautiloid shaped landing craft and had surged out like a vast cohesive pack of primordial monsters.

Creatures from another time and age...

An ancient terror come to life...

There were all clad in black glistning metallic looking armour, a monsterous tide of dense hardned flesh and bone. A tide of smoldering madness...Their weaponary was bio-neurally linked to their reptilian minds. Minds whose switch were inevitably set for slaughter....

It didn't matter who died, or how they died. Men, woman, children...the young and old. The most fortunate were vaporized, other were blown apart, still other died under ripping talons, or were simply crushed underfoot. Occasionally, in a fit of seething ancient rage they fell under the crushing jaws lined with serrated curved teeth. Hundreds of the craft had landed and discorged their deadly cargo... And those Sskiss that did die had to be literally shot to pieces to stop them. Some continued to fight long after they were past saving.

And somewhere in a place called "Gurma" the last group of Mettalinauts soldiers who were loyal to the government fought a last desperate battle against an implacable foe. They did not fight for victory, each knew they were clearly doomed...they fought only, perhaps, to be remembered...

By the time it was all over some 9 Cadia rotations later, over 300,000 had died. The Sskiss claimed the world and set out to exterminate all token resistence as ordered by their leaders ("Those of Dominance") and ultimatly, the rebel leader Arnold....

The same leader who ordered the attack....

Commander Dennis Hetfield looked around the area from his tower. The building itself was in shamble, cracks that ranged from hairline to being able to fit bodies into them were all over the wall. The Sskiss attack came hard and fast, no one ever saw it coming. He scanned the horizion. The once clean city world of Cadia was no smouldering ruble. Huge billows of putrid, thick black smoke were every were. Occasionally his retnas were burned by the intense light of a plasma bomb exploding. Fires were spread near and far. The sky itself was an awful orange. He shook his head and tears came to his eyes. They began to run like tiny rivers on his face. They wre blown away in the harsh wind that was whipping at his face. He cleched his fist and ground his teeth in sheer rage. He now was watching the days account in the third person, he was watching the last few moments of his son's life.

He saw himself in the third person. He was running arms open to his son in a war torn street, the night was not so dark as the small area was lit from the glowing fires. He was only a few meters away from his son when

thud thud! THUD!

A Sskiss warrior ran up behind his son and scooped the unfortunate child. It began to tharsh it's head side to side, it was crazed from the prospect of a fresh kill. It's teeth were ripping and cutting further and further into the little boy. He let out howls of pain.

"Daddy!!! DADDY!!!! SAVE ME!!! AHHH!!!! AHHHAHAAAHHH!!! ITS HURTING ME!!! DADDY PLEASE I DON'T WANNA DIE!!! PLEASE SAVE M---" he face was one of utter horror, in his eyes was the glazed look one has when the relization that death is mere seconds away. His father sttod there paralyzed as he was being consumed.

The Sskiss warrior in one quick motion bit the child in half. It's entrails splashed to the street, leaving red and crimson puddles everywhere. It devoured the two halves in second.

Hetfield watched all this in horror as the dinosaur thudded towards him. He did not flich. His nueronic database was racing to gain information on the warrior race. Thats It! H ethought. He moved his body into a position to us that looks ridiculous. To the Sskiss, it is the position of challange of power/mockery.

The dinosaur stopped dead in it's tracks, and flared it's nostrils. It began to assert itself showing it's dominance. It opened it's mouth, and revealed a translator. From the translator eminated an awful mechanical voice, "You dare challange me? You pathetic/weak execuse for a hunter/killer?".

Hetfield then posed himself to the position of serious assertiveness/defiance.

The creatre's eyes bulged with crazed anger. It roared and began to charge at Hetfield and bucked him with his head. He flew like a ragdoll and smashed into a wall, causing enormous fissures in it. The creature ran after him.

Hetfield dragged himself up, as he saw the creature running for the kill. At the very last second he jumped to the Side.

The Dinosaur smashed into the wall. It turned around, now it was unbelievably angry. It looked at him. the wall began to whine as the metal in it was bending. The mighty Sskiss warrior turned around to see a 10,000 Ton wall fall on him. CRUNCH

Hetfield hobbled off to the last standing out post...

He snapped into real life again as a jittery lieutenant ran up to him.

"S-s-s-s-sir!! Th-th-th-th-ey are coming. They are a-a-a-a-tt the gates." said the man.

"Shit" Hetfield said non-chalantly.

He walked over to the edge. Several dark figures in packs trying to break in. HE pulled out a plasma grenade, pulled the activation switch and dropped it. It went down 7 stories. Hetfield pulled out the detenator pad. Clink!, the plasma grenade landed on the ground.

6 Sskiss gathered around it. "Egg/sphere of life of death/ending!!' screamed one.

Bleep went the pad.

BAM!! BABOOM!!! the grenade went as the two charges inside went off. It incenerated the 6 warriors. The others became enraged and charged into the Building.

"let's go meet our guests." said Hetfield.

The entire 20 man platoon ran downstairs. There they were in the main lobby. A pack, atleast 50 Sskiss. "Fire!!" screamed Hetfield.

The room was lit aqua blue and bright white as the ion and plasma weapons flew through the air. they were not going to survive.

Thud Thud Thud Thud Hetfield spun around. Before he could raise his rifle he felt his midsection get pierced mutiple times. He was then rotated 90 Degrees. He did not thrash, he did not scream, what is the point to? He knew he was going to die.

The Sskiss now control Cadia Prime, Cadai is now a rebel system.

Back at Central Command...

One of the aides to the Commanders came bursting into the confrence room during a meeting, his face red from exertion, he had something of obvious importance to say...

"Sir....we....have....the..." Gasped the aide

"Well? Take a breath and out with it!" Barked one of the Commanders

"Right" Mumbled the aide as he drew a breath

"Sir, we have the latest intelligence, it looks like the Sskiss are aiding the rebels, and if they go with the main attack on the Captial system, our troops will be poorly equipt to fight them." Replyed the Aide

"This interferes with the plan" Muttered one of the Commanders

"Yes, it does" Agreed another "We should pull our support all together"

"Fools!" Bellowed the Head Commander "If we pull out now, it will make us look like Cowards, and we will still have those useless tanks on our hands. Here, this is what we will do, the Carryall ship is still orbiting the far moon Right?"

"Yes" The Subordinate commanders said in Unison

"Then we simply lead our tanks in first, at the beginning of the land battles, took make them look Heroic and Brave, and after the force is decimated, then after our main force is attacked, we hold out for a little while. One it reaches 2000 Casulties, a Tactical retreat will be ordered. The Carryall will come from the moon, launch Pickup ships, and we'll save as many people as we can, and then we leave, because we all know, there is no way the existing government can win, not agaisn't the overwhelming rebel force. This way, we get to refit our Armour, the Rebels get their new government, and we come across as looking like a Proactive member of the ESUS, not some backbencher who only comes out to vote on amendments and whatnot."

"Here, Here" Supported the commanders

And now it was underway

The air in the Vladmir station was cold and stale. The place was silent, not a serene silence. The air was heavy and suffocating. The silence was deafening, it weighed heavily on your ears. You could feel the anticipation in the station. It was waiting around every corner. It was lurking in every shadow. It was silence before the storm. Although, this particular storm was unstopable for it was driven by the winds of change, and they stop for no reason.

Ray Orlando was on the Bridge of the UFM Righteous Anger a Citizen Class Battleship. "Anything? They are out there I feel them." he said anticpation laced in his every word.

"Sir Signal from the Odin, they have ordered us and the hole flet to move to the following co-ordinates." said the helmswoman.

"Make it so" said Orlando.

The ship moved to the co-ordinates.

Several hours had passed from the time that they moved. The minutes droned on, the hours marched by slowly. It was a painful and eternal waiting game. Only in this game, lives and the future were on the line.

"Sir INCOMING!!" screamed the science station, fear in their voices.

A green wormhole looking anomly appearead. From it belched the Rebel fleet. They poured out. Sskiss and Metallinautian craft in one fleet caused terror to sweep over anyone. The Sskiss and Metallinautian fighters were in mingled formations. Though the Metallinautian interceptors were concideribly faster than the Sskiss, they were much less powerful and much more fragile. The fighters flew at the Fleet in great hordes. The Sskiss pounding the Metallinautian vessels with their sophisticated plasma weaponry. The Metallinautian Interceptors ravaged the the government's fighters. The government was already losing. Then came the rebel fleet. 3 Lokis screamed throught the hole. They aimed their Plasma and anti-matter cannons at the Righteous Anger.

"Brace for impact!" screamed Orlnando. He was thrown accross the bridge as the Lokis tore through his ships shielding system. He got up He was alive but battered. "Damage report!"

"Shields down... weapons a 13% effeciency. Multiple hull breaches, warp core is at 59% stability. Crew casualties are estimated at 14%. Engines are working at 87%." she said with dismay. "Sir, we are no good." she followed after her sentence.

Orlando Sunk his head in his hands as the rest of the rebel fleetflew by his ship. He looked up. "Oh my god" he said as the viewscreen was taken up by the bow of another Thor class. It's ravager cannons powered up and fired. The hull was blasted away as the intense red beams tore through the hull. The beam destroyed the vessel. The rest of the Metallinautian Rebel Fleet came out through the hole. The 45 Citizen Class Battleships gunned for the Torontonian fleet. They fired 3 Skipper Missiles each at the entir fleet.

Captain Grondz was pacing nervously around the deck, he had been waiting for hours in the formation, with the ships repaired, the Seven Torontonian ships were back to full, but the waiting was frustratingly long, it was like an eternal faceoff, waiting for who would be the first to engage. Finally, the dreaded moment was apon them, a Wormhole opened up and ships just started pouring out, there was too many to count, but the rebels were definately in overwhelming numbers, there wasn't much they could do but fight and die.

"Sir!" Shouted one of the lower officers on Bridge

"What is it?" Barked the Captain

"Sir! There are other ships in the fleet, their... Sskiss!" Waivered the Ensign

Dear God Thought the Captain Once those Dinosaurs get on the surface, their going to tear the people apart, they'll have no chance, how did we not see this coming?

"Ensign, pray for the souls on the planet, their going to need all the help they can get" Muttered the Captain

The Legionneres barely got to charging up their weapons before being assulted by the hail of gunfire, it was over frighteningly quickly, Their Laser batteries were firing at full capacity, but there was just to many of them, after two short minutes, Two of the Legionnere's had lost all of their detachable armour, and were down to the base armour, which was being blasted away. Finally, the Fins we're blown off, followed by the front section, the ship was now dead in the water, and leaking vitals badly. The other was outright destroyed in a searing hot explosion of Plasma. The last three moved forward to engage the fleet, breaking formation, with Lasers blazing, they managed to do some moderate damage on the enemy ships before two broke into molten pieces, and one rammed into a Citizen class.

The two Centurions played their supporting role buy lobbing large plasma shells into the fray of battle, indescriminate of what they hit, they continued to do this even after they lost thier screen of Legionneres, but it wasn't long before the enemies smartened up, after they we're finished with the Legionneres, the Citizens concentrated on them, and when their detatchable armour was spent, they were obliterated in large firey explosions

The Men and Women aboard the ships never got to see the fate of the planet, but as they were engulfed by flame, they could only think of what would happen on the surface, if this is how fast they were taken out in space.

The Metallinautian fleet retreated as the rebels poured into the Segmentum. The rebels had sent the orders to the Sskiss, not too many Civilian casualties. The Admiral could see the joy on the Sskiss commander's face at the prospect of even more combat.
(I will deploy after one post from each of you)

The rebel admiral thought he had recognized the joy the Sskiss Tyrant caste was expressing. It was not so much joy that he saw, however, but rather "anticapation of hunting" in the Sskiss movements - a light and abrupt closing of the jaws so that the lower and upper teeth clicked together as the jaws came to a close. Her foreclaws twiched eargerly...

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Slhoor' Raa Praak viewed the holo projection visual once more turning her huge blocky wedged shaped head and stared at it intently for what seemed an eternity. Her attentive crew within the chamber of "orders/dictates given" [Bridge] patiently awaited her orders/dictates.

Yes, Slhoor Raa' Praak did indeed stare intently and assumed the posture of "greatest focus on intent".

The battle at the Segmentum system was going as planned. Both the Mettalinauts rebels and Sskiss forces agreed to a battle formation that involved the larger Mettalinauts vessels in the center in a roughly diamond shaped formation. While the smaller, more mobile Sskiss vessels assumed two arching cresents at either side which terminated well ahead of the Mettalinauts formation. The Sskiss had suffered reletively few losses, most of with could be healed. They had stayed at the Cadia system to do just that, as well as wait for thier second smaller fleet which contained mainly carriers laden with various drones, fighters, bombers and dropships.

The formation and tactic was sound. The larger, heavier Mettalinauts warships would engage break up the enemy formations while the Sskiss ships pounced on broken up formation elements or even better, singled ships. The tactic worked as planned, outnumbered and outgunned (and perhaps taken by surprise), the enemy fought tenaceously in a brief and savage battle and were destroyed.

Finally Slhoor' Raa' Praak spoke "It is the time of the great hunt upon the surface of the Sphere!" She added modifiers of "triumph in all things" and Spoke again "Release the Death Broods of the Land"! - "The crushers, stalkers, hunters, scavangers and leapers!"
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In the far distince, a swarm of "Slaughterer of Prey" class medium fighters and "Plunderer of Flesh" class heavy assault bombers accompanied omminous armoured, nautoloid shaped craft as they emerged out of their mothership ("Keeper of the death broods of the land") for the second time since Cadia....

Sskiss Dropships.....

The battle for Cadia was over....The battle for the Segmentum was about to begin...

On the Surface of the Segmentuim, the Planetary Commander of Torontonian Forces was trembling, the Private at been right. It all came it him in a breif, very abrupt message from the Leadship of the Armada. He remebered, it was about ten minutes ago, and he had received a Urgent Message on his HUD. He had accepted it, and the picture of Captain Grondz face had filled the veiw, he was sweating, there were blue lights and alarms going off, and the ship was rocking violently.

"Commander Drieax, you need to get off that planet, the Rebels are being aided by the Sskiss, we've all seen the feroicity of their tactics, not a signle soldier will survive, you need to abandon....you...po....pshrsf"

The Comm link had gone dead, the ship was destroyed, or worse, captured.

Drieax had just sat there, quivering, it was training academy all over again. He had been warned of this grouping of Intelligent Dinosaurs that fought with ferocity as much as tactics, they had seen what they were capable of doing, even their Diplomats were Imposing, imagine what the soldiers that were Supposed to look imposing would be like.

He swallowed, downed the glass of water on his desk, and activated his comm network, for a widespread transmission.

Soldiers, I have just been informed that the Rebels have broken the defencive blockade around the planet, now I know some of you have been awaiting this moment, the moment of engaging the Rebels, head on. But there has been a Horrible twist in the events, the Rebels are aided by the Sskiss. For those of you who don't know, they are Intelligent Dinosaur-like Creatures, they attack with ferocity and with tactics, they will be arriving with air support any minute now. We could run, but we are not. We shall fight untill the end, untill the planet is overwhelmed, but untill then, we will keep fighting. Activate all of the Sonic Batteries (All purpose turret, used as AA in this scenario), men, ready your weapons, set them for full Burst, spare no edge. When they have landed, the Tank groups will engage the enemy first, in an effort to discourage them, in the event that fails, we will engage them head on, in the event that fails, we will fall back to secondary defencive posistions inside the city, and finally, if that fails, well, we can only hope the Dropships get here in time...

With that, he ended the Commlink, put his HUD into Tactical mode, and picked up his own gun, a Vintage Sniper, they we're not made any more, and it had been quite the adventure finding ammo, but he did, and now he would make his last stand, from the 12th Floor of a Metalinautian apartment complex, he went back to his balcony perch, and waited...

As soon as the signal went out to start the assault, the rebels started to deploy. The lightning class assualt boats massed into massive clouds. The Star Fury Interceptors plunged into the atmosphere. They looked like hot white streaks through the skies. They came out of the upper atmosphere, there dark green armor singed with blackened streaks where the heat and pressure were incredibly intense. They were going several hundred miles per hour. They screamed throught the air. A missile howled into the ranks of interceptors and exploded with unbelievable fury, it took 14 fighters out. The rest of the swarm decended ruthlessly on the battery that had fired upon them. Their Plasma repeater indescriminately shredding the battery and surrounding area. The men opperating tried to flea, but were ingulfed in the subesquent enrgy splashes, and thusly incenerated. The surrounding terrain was demolished into a smouldering crater spewing black, thick smoke. They then were in turn assaulted by the governments air force. Several starfuries dropped to the ground, exploding in an orangish yellow cloud of fire. The skirmish traversed over the city. The destroyed fighter hulks smashing into the buildings spraying chunks of building into the populace hundreds of feet below. Hours Passed and troops had now landed the hammerhead tanks were screeching there way into the Torontonian tanks. They were almost in range.
Several hundred kilometers away the Rebel forces were now being repeled by the joint Metallinautian and Torontonian Infantry. Though repeling the MEtallinauts Rebels was good, how would they fair against the Sskiss? The fields where the rebels advanced were soaked in a crimson stream. The futile attempts of the soldiers to advance were met with decisive barrages of automatic plasma and rail gun shots. The site of the unweary soldiers being dismembered or entirely blown to pieces was enough to turn the most hardened veterans stomach. Thoughs who werent fortunate enough to recieve an instant fatal blow were lying in the fields wailing as they saw their dismembered figures. The seige seemed to fail. Until the tank squadrons approached the Torontonian tanks. Their rail guns began to pour into them. They seemed to recieve almost no resistence as the magnetically driven tungsten shells smashed into the glorified Sherman's sides. The projectile were moving at such a volecity that the shells left trails where they were setting afire to the atmosphere. Now the Rebels had seemed to maybe have a fighting chance.

OOC: I will also continue the space battle as the retreated Government Fleet will begin a fruitless effort at repeling the Rebel Fleet.

Ships started to scream out of the sky, whenever this happened, the Torontonian Military force always cursed the fact that they never really invested in true airsupport, only anti-air.

The Sonic batteries began to literally scream out amplified sound at the fighters, cutting swaths through their initial ranks, but as the fighters and bombers kept coming in and around for second shots, the defenders were begining to take unsustainable damage, the Turrets we're begining to take heavy damage, but they kept fighting. In a last ditch attempt, they set the turret to overload a shot, and aimed it at the nearest incoming Troop lander. The Turret charged sound, then overcharged it to the limit, as it fired, the mechanism exploded, showering the nearby Troops with extreame amplified sound, so damaging was the sound, you were lucky if the only thing that happened was you eardrums rip apart. Some had their lungs Implode from sound pressure, others had the more gruesome fate of having their Brains Hemorrage.

But the effect was promising, the Massivlely overcharge sound bolt slammed into one of the nearby Rebel Troop landers, blowing a massive hole it it's side, and out the other. The drop in air pressure had to be painful for the Rebels and now there was a big hole sucking things and people out of it into the charge filled air.

As with this one, the trend followed suit with the other batteries that were sustaining heavy losses, which was pretty much all of them, started doing the same thing, except aiming higher up, the entiredy of the batteries (Seven of them) Exploded, sending overcharged sound bolts into the atmosphere, aiming at Seven landing ships, Five rebel, and two Sskiss. Any fighter unfortuneate enough to be caught up in the blast was shattered into pieces from the vibrations.

In other parts of the city, on the Defence Grid and in the last few remaining AA batteries, The troops were suffering from a Paranioa outbreak, the bombers kept coming around and bombing the cities, and the Sskiss ones showed no remorse dropping plasma bombs on top of civilian as well as military area's.

On the other hand of battle, the Torontonian Tank squadron wasn't fairing to well. The inital onslaught of troops had been hard to deal with, they lost many of their units in that. But it had been their choice, they volunteered to spearhead the Veichluar Defence unit. Then the Rebels' Armour came and began to really blow the Tanks to bits. Although that had been the plan, most in the Command Portion of the unit had felt great remorse for the loss. They fought back hard though, they had watched the Rebels attempt to sneak up on them, and were prepared, they fired their opening volley, which slammed into the rebel column, and took severe damage, then they fired back and loss over 50% at once, just incinerated, gone, poof. It had shown what decades of Military neglect can do. The remaining tanks loaded their DU Shells and fired again, the impact stripped the shell and burrowed into the tank body, where the ememy drivers were, and the Uranium inside superheated the air on the inside, boiling them like Lobster, the Air also caused the tank body to expand from the inside, dealing even more damage, so if the crew surivived, they had to work with A. An Exploding Tank or B. A Crippled one. Unfortuneatly, they were still outnumbered, so the remaining Armour shot volleys into them, again cutting swaths through the ranks. After thirteen minutes of heated battle, the Torontonian Tanks retreated, but none made it home, as they were simply blasted away when they turned their backs.

Although they had used all that they had well, they were still loosing the battle, and this wasn't even the worst of it, the Sskiss were still to come.

And up in his lonely balcony, the Planetary Commander continued to snipe away an the Rebel troops, helping in his own little way, the ground-level Defenders.

As with the assault on Cadia the Sskiss fighter craft came in first. Resistance was the most fierce in the beginning. Before the final assault was to commence, the rebel leader Arnold had briefed the Sskiss not to use anti-matter warheads since these would be "of too great a destruction" instead the Sskiss had to substitute their anti-matter based MIRV/3 warheads for identical Cobalt and chemical based warheads. What's more, the Sskiss knew that all Mettalinauts air based forces that supported the old government had to be elliminated before any major ground based planetary assault could begin.

Rather than drones being installed (the Sskiss drones were not atmospheric worthy and were only good in space) on the two hardpoints of their medium fighter craft. The Sskiss opted to mount an ECM/ECCM pod and an additional munitions pod for their twin six barreled gauss gatling cannons. The single high yield pulse phased disrupter and the 1 x 6 missile rack rounded out the Sskiss fighter's armaments.

The main task of the Sskiss fighters was to systematically destroy all air based resistance. Secondary objectives included straffing and bombing enemy tank formations, supply depots of various types, supply lines, comminications networks, AA batteries, infantry divisions and other military targets. As air battle raged on, the Sskiss eventually gained the upper hand by sheer numbers and brute force. As a result, the Mettalinauts goverment air forces were steadily being grounded down....

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Then came the Sskiss heavy assault bombers, heavily shielded and armoured, had little of the enemy to oppose them in the air. Because of there greater weapons payload they attacked larger targets....Mainly military industrial centers, various munitions factories, tank factories, bombed cities and other acts of terror. The Sskiss bombed some of the cities in hopes that the population of the cities would rise and cause further confusion in an attempt to force the government and Torontonian armies to surrender before too many civilian casualties mounted....

These bombers dispenced death in the form of plasma cluster bombs ("hot eggs of death" as the Sskiss called them). Other bombs that were dropped were composed of Hydrochloric acid droplets, that when exploded, the droplets hung in the air for hours on end. And a terrible gelatneous plasma that clung to everything and burned. Death by these means was both horrible and final. The six torpedo tubes and 6 x 10 racks of missiles were equipped with Cobalt warheads further attested to the bombers heavy payload - and lethal effectiveness.

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But all this was merely a screen for a far greater terror that was to come - the dreaded and distinct Sskiss dropships....and it's deadly cargo...

The space around Metallinautia Prime was silent. The Rebel ships hovered above the planet the invasion seemed to be drawing to a close. The Admiral was sitting in his chair, smiling a dark smile. Shadows shrowded his face. From the rear of his fleet a huge green portal opened. A massive fleet poured out, lead by a Thor class.

<Channel Open To Rebels>
"Admiral Fraizer surrender now and face the Consequences for your actions. I promise that all of your men will recieve just punishments. You have 10 seconds to stand down or I will destroy you."
<Channel Closed>

<Broadcast to Sskiss Forces>
"This is Admiral Maxwell of the Metallinautian fleet. I understand you have been duped into this affair under false pretences. What ever the rebels offered to you I will prsonally see that you are payed in full under the condition that you leave our system Immediately. I await your reply
<Broadcast Closed>

<Broadcast to Torontonians>
"Beloved Allies, this is Admiral Maxwell. I will see to it that all of you get of our planet and back to your homes. I am eternally grateful for your blood sweat and tears. I will take the rosters from your commanding officers and see that you are justly compensated for this inconvinence. Out"
<Broad Cast Closed>

OOC: Make your responses.

A small blue crested Sskiss squawked in alarm...

It was Kii' Ssish, a lowly "reciever of signals of the void" [comminications moniter]

Slhoor' Raa' Praak simple said "Speak" and added modifers of "swiftness of speech". Kii' Ssish did indeed speak rapidly and with modifers of "alarm of presence". "Greatest Slhoor Raa' Ssish, a message from the other portion of the "fractured creche" [rough translation: Goverment forces] has arrived and has spoken of great compansation if we cease predation!"

"Visual!" rasped Slhoor' Raa' Praak impatiently. "At once!" Cooed Kii Ssish said in undertones of "humble service".

A group of Metalinauts individuals appeared within the central holo pit of the chamber. All Sskiss present viewed it with great interest. They spoke of "greatest compansation of the hunt" but only if they "ceased hunting".... And to the Sskiss's surprise - an even greater compansation than the rebel leader could have ever offered...

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Slhoor' Raa' Praak after having eaten within the "life food chamber" slumbered for the day. She and her entire creche would be rewarded for this. A great prizes have been gained, and the "Ruler of all Sskiss/Protector of the Multitudes" would surely be pleased with all there efforts....

Words/gestures of there "glorious struggle/greatest sacrifice of the race" would be spoken again and again for many seasons to come....

Words/gestures that would be added to the "Chambers of Foreverness"....

But most of all, she would be rewarded with a world - and the right to found her creche upon it!

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OOC: Matellinauts can you tell me my payments in resources and technology.

OOC: Matellinauts can you tell me my payments in resources and technology.
OOC: Smart and Regenerative Shielding and two planets in the Cadia System

The Planetary Comm. Monitor lit up in the center of the apartment room in which the planetary commander was station, steadily sniping out targets. He was alarmed by the panicked beeping sound the station made, and it caused him to miss his last shot. It left his frustrated, and yet curious as to who would be sending the message. The Allied fleet was shreded, and there would be no reason for High Command to be sending any new information.

He walked over the the table and rapidly stroked a few buttons on the keyboard, and opened the new message that was waiting for him, suprisingly, it was sent from the High Admiral of the Mettalinautian forces, the Esteemed Admiral Maxwell.

"Beloved Allies, this is Admiral Maxwell.
I will see to it that all of you get of our planet and back to your homes.
I am eternally grateful for your blood sweat and tears.
I will take the rosters from your commanding officers
and see that you are justly compensated
for this inconvinence. Out"

The Commander was shocked out of his seat, the message was verified as unfalsified. It seemed that against all odds, the Government forces had managed to quell the Rebellion, forcing them into surrender. They had won! Against all the odds, the Admiral had spared the lives of many men by averting a costly planetary Campaign.

He looked out the window and saw all the Metallinautians cheering in the streets, savouring their freedom from the oppressive landscape of war.

He Tapped into MPlanetcom, the local secure communications channel linked to the entiredy of his force.

"People, the conflict is over! We have won, although there has been no huge death toll in this war, it shows us that no one is immune from the horrors of it, as the Metallinautians proved, even if you try to make friends with everyone in the Galaxy, you are still not immune from attacks from your own countrymen. So the next time you think Ill of your government, think of this conflict to see what it can do to a nation. You can thank Admiral Maxwell for this quick end, as he somehow managed to muster a fleet against the Rebel blockade and forced them into surrender. But remeber, your going to have your pay docked for this, you aren't getting paid in full for a quarter of the contract work. That is all, everyone move to your designated lift point and await pickup."

After closing that line, he opened one to the Admiral

"Admiral Maxwell, your tactics and quick thinking saves us a long and costly campaign, and we will never forget your leadership in times of hardship. We're moving off planet now, as to allow your forces to move back in and start rebuilding any damage sustained to the planet. If you wish, the Government can send a Unit of Engineers to help with the reconstruction. Again, it has been a pleasure serving with you, and would gladly do it again, given the oportunity."

He summoned the Samnite class Battleship that was hidden behind the far moon, it moved toward the planet and began preparations for launching pickup-ships.

Admiral Fraizer jumped to his feet in an outrage. His eyes lit with murderous hatred. His blood was boiling at the audacity of Maxwell demanding his surrender. He calmed his temper, though it eeped and bubbled beneath the surface. "Open a channel" he barked agressively.

"Channel Open"

<Channel Open To the Odin>
"Admiral Maxwell" Fraizer said as if he were adressing an old friend. "Come now, surely must see the futility in your efforts. Join me, lest you bear bitter berries from your vainful efforts to keep the oppressive cancer of democracy on our people." he said like a snake before it plunges it's fangs into a helpless victim."

Maxwell rose from his chair stone faced, he was unphased by the threatening words from that Cobra, Fraizer. "Please, you are the cancer. You are merely a wolf in sheeps skin. Your master Arnold too will feel my smiting blow. Now, your surrender, have you chosen to accept my mercy? Or do you prefer to fall at my feet like your master?" his tone was ominous, as if he knew something Fraizer did not.

Fraizer screamed in rage. " YOU RIGHTEOUS BASTARD! YOU WILL BE DAMNED TO THE DEPTHS HELL FOR YOUR PRIDE! YOU WANT MY ANSWER!!!!?" he was red faced, spit flew from his mouth. "FIRE ALL FORWARD MISSILES!!"

70 missiles that were loaded in the forward tubes hurtled towards the government fleet. A Titan Class Cruiser was struck several times viciously. The hull was battered and perferated. The frame was torn apart as the magnetic fields holding the anti-matter failed. The ship blew apart with a white blast with all hands aboard. It rocked the fleet, critically damaging a few nearby vessels.

Admiral Frazier loomed over his helmsman smirking evily. His smirk grew to a grin as Admiral Maxwell appeared on his view screen. Fraizer smiled wildly at him as he said "Oh Dear, was that your brother's ship?".

Maxwell's eyes glittered with tears. Though his facial expression showed only resentment. "You will pay dearly for that." he said through clenched teeth.
<Channel Closed>

"On my mark, I want a full concentration of Transphasic Torpedoes." Maxwell said walking towards the view screen which now showed the Rebel fleet. He input a few commands for targeting through his nueral command systems. "Fire" he commanded after a couple of seconds.

A little over one hundred torpedoes howled out of the many forward banks. The torpedoes flew through the reflective shields and the remodulating shields. Several of them slammed into the Hull of the Rebel Admiral's ship. They shattered the ablative plating that protected the hull. The hull and first 80 decks were atomized instantaneously, the total blast force was over 27 Gigatonnes. the Fury of the impact not only crippled the ship, but left a gaping 2400m hole where the torpedoes struck. the mighty Thor class vessel now sat dead in the water.

Back on the bridge an alarm went off.

"Sir, I am reading a strange energy spike. Wait, the source is... no it can't be." said a cadet from the science station.

"Can't be what?" said Maxwell impatiently.

"The Warp sir." said the cadet Nervously. He saw the Admiral whip around to look bewildered at him.

As the Admiral turned back to the screen as a huge tendral of blue engulfed the Rebel fleet. As soon as it appeared it retreated, with no signs of the rebels.

"Where did they go?!" Admiral Maxwell screamed.

"No Sign of them sir, wait there is a ship appearing from the warp." the Cadet said.

"Eldar?"

"No sir, this is completely alien from all our databases." the cadet said trailing off at the end.

The ship was enormus, atleast 43 Kilometers long. It dwarfed the Thor class vessel.

"Sir, they are hailing us."

<Channel Open>
"This is the Demon vessel Hellish Child, we are here under orders from our emporer Ra'Slanesh. We are to destroy you for your harboring of the Eldar race.
<Channel Closed>

With that the huge craft turned towards the planet. The front end of it lit up with a hellish orange and relaeased 7 crackling bolts of energy on to the surface of the planet. The surrounding crust wasblown away and the shot went clear through the planet and out the otherside. Seconds later the planet, once the cradle of Metallinautian Civilization, blew to peices. The ship that had sone that now fired on the Sskiss fleet.

The Odin and it's few escorts flew over to the ship and began firing on it with no luck.

<Channel Open to Torontonians>
"This is Admiral Maxwell, to the Torontonian Vessel, we need your aid fire all you have on this thing."
<Channel Closed>

On the surface of the Planet, the Commander was congradulating his troops on a job well done, they had fought well. Some had lost friends, but not as many of the battle had dragged on and on.

He was watching the troops huddle back into their dropships, waiting to go back home, when it happened. A huge beam of enegy hit the planet and the whole place started trembling.

"Whats going on?!?" Screamed the commander

"I dunno, but we're getting out of here, get aboard commander!" Replyed the Pilot

The Commander got into the ship, pulling on some straglers that were now running to get in, and the lifted off.

He watched as the ship took off, the devestation that was taking place, pieces of the planet were being torn off! It was chaos, the disrupted techtonic plates were now causing massive earthquakes, decimating the city. They met up with their group of dropships, a total of 43 of them, all heading off the planet as fast as they could. But then it got worse. Bits of the flaming, melted crust started flying up to greet them, preventing their escape. The Commander watched as one by one, the dropships collided with pieces of rock, and were destroyed, some of the chunks were so big it got swathes of the ship. The Commander watched all this with crossed finger, hoping someone would get out.

They were almost out of the Atmosphere, almost home free, when the planet detonated, it exploded, senting pieces of the planet and hot Core everywhere, it engulfed the ship and vaporized it instantly, as well as anyother surviving dropship.

And no one knew what it was that even hit them....

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The Captain of the TSDC Protective Surrogate, the only gutted Samnite ship that was being used as a troop transport, was standing aboard the bridge, waiting for the troop carriers to return from the surface after a successful campaign to stop Metallinautian Rebels.

He was musing to himself how simple it had been, they held them off for a while, and then the Government came back out with a Huge fleet and decimated the Rebel Vanguard.

He was about to check on the status of the planetary movement when the Sensors picked up a large fluctuation in space, on one of the three Viewscreens the picture came in, it was a huge, hellish looking ship. Then all of a sudden, and without warning, the ship started to bombard the Capital planet.

The Captian thought to himself, No, bombard is too much of an understatement, this ship is Demolishing this place

He was brought out of this thought when the Ensign yelled "Sir, we have incoming pieces of the planets crust, impact iminant!"

"Status of the Planetary Evacuation" Barked the Captian

"Sir, we've lost all contact with the dropships, and there is no way anything is going to survive this on the planet"

"Fall back then, maximum speed" The Captain ordered

The Samnite, being empty and on a skeleton crew moved away from the planet at an amazing speed, the captain watching the entire rock be blown away into a new asteriod field.

It was at that moment the Lead Metallinautian ship hailed them, requesting help. They would get it, but they needed to send this development back to Epsilion Prime.

"Open a Secure Comm. Channel back to TSDC HQ, I think they'll need to know this." Requested the Captain

"Yessir" Replyed the Techie. "Link Open"

"This is Captain Charles Gaunt of the TDSC Protective Surrogate, The planet that we were sent to protect has been destroyed"

"Destroyed?!? Are we hearing you correctly captain?" A disembodied voice from HQ replyed

"Yes, destroyed, the Rebels were eliminated, but immediately after front was secured, a Large, Unidentified Ship came out of Warp, and began Blowing the planet ot bits, said planet is now in Bits as we speak"

"Thats unheard of! Where they provoked? Did they have a reason??" The Officer on the other end asked

"No, they had no seen reason to attack, and now 12,000 of our men are dead, thats on top of the ones lost in the initial conflict, we are recording Total Casulaties, this and the fact that the ship seems to have spotted us implicates the Torontonian Government in this conflict. If there are more ships with that kind of offencive capablities, our Defence network would be hard pressed to repel them. Requesting reinforcements to help repel initial ships. Think of it as a Tactical strike to save us from a Prolonged War." The Captain persuaded

"Captain, we are going to need some hard evidence before we commit ships, our fleet is hard pressed as it is, with ESUS matters and all, even though those are drying up and we're getting them back. We're still not willing to sacrfice men on a random assumtion you made."

"Alright, I'll send you the readings of the Alien weapon, and pictures taken as it destroyed the planet" The Captain rebutted, nodding to the Techie, who sent the information "Its sent, confirm please"

"Confirmed, alright, these ships are threatening, especially if there are more of them, Alright, you have your reinforcements, they are en route, ETA One and a Half hours."

"Alright, also, need permission to engage the ship, using the 'Hushed Casket Device'" The Captain added

"Confirmed, Permission Grated, Give em' Hell. HQ out"

The Captain stood in the center of the Bridge, and opened a General Comm to the ship.

"Alright, although many of you think this ship is unarmed, we actually carry a small battery of experimental ship weapons. They are sweeping Laser batteries, similar to the ones found in the Defence Network, except smaller and less powerful. On top of that, we have a total of One Plasma Cannon and Fifty-four Laser Batteries. In the next few minutes, we will convert to battle ready status and engage the enemy." The Captain Spoke. "Leiutenant, take us towards the Alien Battleship, and Ensign, activate Battle ready status, Autorization 1502Maximus2352Adis."

"Yessir" Both Officers reported simulateuously.

"Also, open a Comm to Admiral Maxwell" Ordered the Captain

"Comm Opened Sir" Replyed the Ensign

"Admiral Maxwell, we have reinforcements en route and are moving in to assist you against this Alien threat, do you have any knowledge over why they would randomly attack you like this?"

With that the comm was finished at the ship moved towards the Alien Battleship

The Transformation from Carrier to Destroyer was swift, in a few moments, a completely undefended ship became battle ready.

Sections of the ship spun around reveling rows of Laser Batteries, and a large section by the command deck spun to reveal a Plasma Cannon, and finally, in the front, the section slid back to reveal twelve strange looking Batteries, resembling Modified Laser Turrets, except with a longer barrel and a unknown piece of equiptment slug in front of it.

The Entire ship opened fire on the Alien ship, the Laser turrets launched their barrage of Concentrated Light and Chemicals, splashing along the Enemy ships hull. The Plasma Cannon charged and fired in close range mode, sending a liquid blob of Plasma, held together by a Magnetic Manipualation system, into the enemy ship, splashing along the hull covering a large area covered in Super heated liquid. Finally, the Experimental Lasers opened fire, exept instead of launching projectiles, they fired beams of it, allowing them to sweep along the hull, burning away parts of it.

OOC: The Experimental Lasers a basicly Giant versions of the Sentinel beams from Halo, if that helps.

The demonship was entirely unphased by the combined barrage of the Metallinaust and Torontonian vessels. The Odin pulled its fore arc towards the ship and emptied all of it's torpedo magazines. The resulting blast was around 450 terratonnes. An unimaginable amount of fire power, yet the ship remained.

"Sir, Incoming Energy Sources." hollered a science officers over the blasts from the demoship.

"What are they?" Maxwell retorted.

"Unphased!?!?!" Shouted the Captain "That's...That's Impossible, we fired all we had on that thing, and so did they, by all means that ship should be dust!"

"Well, we've gone over them three times now, the readings are accurate, the ship is still there..." Retorted the Leiutenant.

"My God, if it can survive that, who knows how much damage It could do, Ensign! Pull me up a Comm. Channel to the fleet that is reinforcing us" Replyed the Captain

"Yessir, Comm. Open"

"Beta Fleet, stand down and turn around back to Torontonian Space, you have no chance against the ship you have come to fight, we will be attempting a retreat as soon as we can convince to Metallinautian people to come with us, but under my order, turn around and regroup inside safe space" The Captain Ordered

"Achnoledgement lights coming on sir" Replyed the Ensign

"Good, now, get me Admiral Maxwell"

"Yessir, Channel open"

"Admiral Maxwell, this is the Captain of the Protective Surrogate, your planet has been reduced to an asteroid field, you are all that is left in this sector, our combined arms did nothing against the Unknown ship, we request that you come with us back to Torontonian space, its safer there, we should be able to defend against the ship, and our FTL is hard to trace, so the Ship should have difficulty finding us. Please, don't turn this victory into defeat through the loss of the Odin we will assist in providing Flak against the enemy fighters, please Respond"

With that the Channel was left silent, with the Ship anxiously awaiting the Allied Responce.

Admiral Maxwell was at a panel when an urgent message came in.


Admiral Maxwell, this is the Captain of the Protective Surrogate, your planet has been reduced to an asteroid field, you are all that is left in this sector, our combined arms did nothing against the Unknown ship, we request that you come with us back to Torontonian space, its safer there, we should be able to defend against the ship, and our FTL is hard to trace, so the Ship should have difficulty finding us. Please, don't turn this victory into defeat through the loss of the Odin we will assist in providing Flak against the enemy fighters, please Respond

He pondered for a moment, ascertaining the outcome of a hasty retreat.

"Ok, we shall accompany you give us the coordinates of the grouping point and we will over see the evacuation of the system. We will try and hold off this behemaoth as long as possible." he said.

At this the Demon vessel starting emmiting huge tidal waves of energy. Just as the message had ended it sent 7 huge crackling yellow beams of energy into the Segmentum's star. It went super nova. the Metallinautian fleet warped out of the system. The Odin Grabbed the Protective Surrogate and left the system. All the inhabitants were vaporized.

The Captain of the Protective Surrogate recived the responce from the Admiral, along with the achnoledgement that they were going to go with them back to Torontonian space, at that very moment, the Demonship began to fire a Pulse weapon into the Sun, and it began to destabilize. Fortuneatly they had been keeping the FTL engines warm, and when the first engine readings were recorded, they Folded out of the system.

Before they did that however, the took a split-second to transmit th rendevous point inside Torontonian Space. Although the Metallinautians did not know, they were not going Directly to The Capita system. That would be too risky...

A Few Minutes later

The Protective Surrogate Jumped into the Cassus system, it wasn't really a holding, more of a Scientific/Military Colony. There were extensive Mining operations on several of the moons, but nothing of real importance.

The Metallianautians had not yet entered the system, and the Captain decided to play a small practical joke on them to lighten the mood. He Scanned the system to make sure it looked horribly pathetic, which it did, a few Cargo ships and passenger ferries pryed the spacelanes, and there were sparse outcroppings of colonies on the barren rocks of the planet, but nothing of any Gala.

He prerecorded a Message to be sent to the Metallinautians when they entered the system, he then proceded to go get some rest, it had been a tiring few days.

The Message consisted of this:
Welcome to the Capital System of Epsilon Prime! We hope that you haven't taken much damage, if you have, we will be more than happy to repair you on one of our Extensive Planetary holdings in this system! I'm sure you've never seen anything like it in all of your life. I'm sure you are shocked and awed with all we have to offer. When you get this message, please respond to my ship, we'll continue this discussion from there.

The tattered fleet hurtled into the system. Their sensors did a quick sweep. They recieved the Torontonian message.

"This is there home system? What happened to their solar powered laser cannons? Where are the fleets? They only have cruise liners?!?! Damn it!!!" said Maxwell in defeat. He opened a channel to the Torpntonians. "Surely you jest at the notion of this being your home system?" he was hoping at a confirmation of his fears.

The Captain chuckled to himself as they recived the responce from the frustrated Metallinautian Admiral

"Comm, get me a link to the Admiral" Ordered the Captain

"Yessir, link open"

"Ha, ha, haha, Yes, we do jest, this is nothing but an outlying colony used mostly for miltary and scientific purposes. We have a protocol in which to keep enemies confused, we never make a direct jump into the homesystem, in the event they were to trace us. What we are about to transmit are the REAL coordinates to our System, but be warned, there will be grave concequences should you feel the need to sell off this most precious location."

"End Comm." The Captain requested

"Comm. Down, transmitting coordinates"

"Prepare for another jump" Barked the Captain

"Yessir, preparing to Jump"

-Space was folded around the ship as it jumped into FTL speeds towards the real homesystem. In a matter of minutes they were there, and would be what most people would expect a homesystem to be like. It was a flurry of activity, shuttles and cargo haulers were plying civilian spacelanes, while the homeguard detachment fleet prowled open space for any sign of attack or violence. Surrounding the system was a ring of moderate cannons and defensive sattillites. Further in, robotic laser sattillites roamed randomly, programed to assist the outer orbitals. Even further in, around the planets, were a network of battlestations and defensive cannons. Yes, it was layer after layer of defences, and it had kept the system safe for hundreds of years.-

"Sir, Homecom. Is requesting clearance" Said an Ensign

"Give it to them, and inform them we have the surviving Metallinautian chain of command with us, and that there ship is to be given the highest priority for repair. Also, get them to set up a meeting with the CFDO, I'm sure he'll want to have a word with this. Let them sort it out from there." Commented the Captain

"Yessir, replying with message and codes now" Replyed the Ensign

"We're going to now have to plan on how we're going to deal with this treat collectively. We cannot sit idly by and let these Demons come from wherever they are coming from, we must strike back."

The Metallinauts arrived a few moments after Torontonians. The system was indeed a hub of activity. The internal alarms of the Odin were going haywire as thousands of vessels scanned them. Apparently the Torontonians have had little contact with the xenos of the Universe.

"Open me a channel to the Torontonian vesse Protective Surrogate and see if we can raise their command as well.

"Aye sir, channel open" said a battered man behind a counsel. The whole crew looked like ghosts. They saw the destruction of their home system.

'To the Torontonian vessel Protective Surrogate welowe you many thanks. You fought when you had no needd. You lost many valliant soldiers when their lives were not required. As such a bond has been forged these past weeks. From this day forward any Torontonian vessel is welcome in our system. There will be an era of brotherhood between our people shall you accept our offer. To the people of Torontonian command the universe is in the gravest danger since the Shivan menace. We need you now in this darkest hour. We beseech you to help us and step up to these monsters lest not all our people die in vain------" his message was cut short as a huge warp portal tore open at the edge of the system.

'Mother of all that is holy. May the Gods help us now. sir, this vessel coming through is over 2,000 KM long. I am reading an unimaginable amount of mass, a high amount of energy both in weapons andd some sort that is undefined in the database." said a pale and skinny ensign.

"On screen" said Maxwell with contempt.

The screen showed an off white and cobalt blue beheamoth of a vessel. It lumbered into the system. The ships sensors detected that every available Torontonian craft was intercepting the vessel.

Maxwell screamed and grabbed his head as the vision of a stunning woman tallking to him in a strange tounge tore through his mind. then he realized what she was saying. "Fix the channel ensign, I want toget through to the Torontonians." he said, for the first time ever he sounded helpless.

'I have given her as much juice as I possibly can." said the battered cammunications worker.

'To all Torontonian vessels. This is Admiral Maxwell of the Unitedd Federation of Metallinauts, this vessel is that of our Allies, the Eldar. Please do not fire upon them. They can most likely give us answers on who these Demeons are.' he pleaded.

OOC: You can make a response if you feel like it, I will open a new thread for the Demon Wars when you either make a response or say go make it. It will start right where we left off.

OOC: Ok, last responce in this thread, then I'tll be closed, I'll let it drop off so we can pick it back up in the new thread.

IC:

-TSDC HQ, Epsilion Prime, North Continent-

Alarms were blaring, people were running in every which direction, and the High Officers were charging into the command center.

"What the Hell is going on??!" Demanded High Admiral Guords

"Sir!" The Ensign Reported "Its our worse case scenario, a ship with the mass and armaments larger than ships we have classifications for! It exceeds the largest ship we have on record by several hundred times! It seemed to have followed the Mettalinautians in!"

"Damnit! Are the Defences reacting yet?" Retorted the High Admiral

"Yessir, they're charging now, outer ring defences are firing as we speak, but they won't do much damage on a ship that large, they'll be like insects! Even without moving, the ship is almost at the Farthest Planet! And it warped in at the very edge of the system! It's truely massive!"

"Well, we can't have them overwhelming the system can we?" Mused the High Admiral "I want the Inner Plasma Cannons charged in the next three minutes, and I want all available ships at the Unknown ship in the next five! Have the Sensors scanned them yet?"

"Yessir, all of the availiable Sensors from the net scanned the ship as it entered, it was filled with a species we didn't recognise, they were humanoid, but they sure didn't come from Earth!" Said the Ensign "Sir, we're getting a Long range message from the Metalliautian capital ship, they claim the ship is with them, some sort of 'Eldar' race, and to stand down on weapons!"

"Perhaps we should listen to them" Advised an Admiral

"I think we should disreguard them and continue firing, we can hammer that ship into dust, we'll take losses, but if it gets to close, our defences will be useless." Claimed another

"No! We will cease firing, but I still want every available ship in that sector, NOW" Arbitrated the High Admiral "And get a Frequency with the Metalliautians, I want to find out what the hell is with this huge ship. If anything, its disrupting civilian traffic"

"Yessir, Aquiring Comm. Now, your free to speak"

"Very Good..."

-In High Orbit, Around Atlas-

Fleet Sub-Admiral Edmund Sayre was sitting in his desk, filling some paperwork, since the fleet hadn't been involved in many ESUS operations, the majority of it was free to stay on homeguard, and since practically no one knew where it was, that wasn't much of a challenge.

All of a sudden, proximity alarms were going off. The Sub-Admiral rushed to the bridge and the sight he glanced was horrifying, an Unknown ship was right on top of them, and it seemed to stretch on for Kilometers, he had never seen a ship that large, let alone been near it.

'What the Hell is that thing!?" Shouted the Captain

'I don't know Sir, But it has more weapons than we can count... Should we open fire?" Inquired a Leiutenant

"No, we don't know what it is, and it could crush us like bugs, we should wait into the HQ makes a decision. In the meantime, hail them"

"Hailing Sir"

"This is the TSDC Polytron of the Corporate Autocracy of Torontonias, we demand to know what you are doing unauthorised inside of Torontonian space, please send us clearance information or be fired upon, this is your only warning" The Sub-Admiral Commanded

"Sir, we're getting feed from HQ"

"That didn't take long, patch it through"

"Yessir, Patching now..."

-The picture of the High Admiral apeared on the main screen, with a series of flashing alarms going on the in background.-

"Sub-Admiral, do not fire on the ship, they are aparently friendly, we are awaiting conformation on that, but untill then, I want every TDSC ship in the system surrounding that ship, blockade it, make sure it doesn't go anywhere. The Defences are still powered, although currently we have ceased firing."

"But Sir, that ship is at least 2000 KM long! We can't just let it sit there! We have to do something!" Replyed the Sub-Admiral

"Yes, we can just sit here, and untill we can get open talks going with them, that is exactally what I expect you to do.." The High Admiral said cooly

"Yessir, close feed" Said the Sub-Admiral, his pride damaged

"Closing" Replyed the Ensign"

"Call up every ship, that should be most of the fleet, we want to surround them untill further notice, nothing gets in or out, intercept transmissions between the ships and the Metallinautians, we don't want any tricky business going on."

"Yessir"

-Within Ten Minutes, most of the Homeguard ships were surrounding the ships, everything from small, Agile bandits, to the Lumbering Samnites, of which there were only three of built. In total there were 1047 Ships, almost all of the entire TSDC Fleet, and they surrounding the Eldar ship like angry insects, and that barely stretched to encircle the entirety of it, but they tried their best. There were communications between Captains and Admirals, as if now one knew what to do. But all they could do at the moment was sit and wait as ordered.-

The Fleet consisted of
3 Samnites
204 Centurians
520 Legionnerres
320 Bandits