Feazanthia
11-08-2004, 02:34
Beyond sheer necessity, mankind has proven itself quite adept at combat. Few species share, or understand, our admiration for destruction. Without exception, those that do are counted as mankind's staunchest allies or bitterest enemies.
-Admiral Dav Su Allison, retired
Don't be a great man, just be a man; and let history make its own judgements.
-Zephram Cochrane
FSS Neodammerung - Neodammerung-class Juggernought - Admiral Michaels commanding
The Slipstream, 20 seconds from Yarin system
The crescent-shaped prow of the Neodammerung - the most advanced ship in the Feazanthian empire and one of the 'uberships' of the ESUS, emerged from the swirling, green wormhole that connected real space to the Slipstream. Its massive magnetic accelerator cannons charged to full capacity as its multiple zero-point reactors fed the ship energy.
Admiral Michaels, hero of the battle of Mechlon, sat in her massive command chair on the oversized bridge of the juggernought. She pressed a button and a high whistle sounded throughout the ship.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the Feazanthian Empire, this is Admiral Michaels. As you know, we are about to engage in the largest galactic battle in the history of the ESUS. We have entered the Yarin system - the last system controlled by the Shivans. Because of their own arrogance, they have been forced out of their hole and into our realm. We now fight them in our way. We now fight them on our terms. This battle will decide the fate of this and all galaxies. Should we lose this day, all races will be eradicated before the might of the Shivan hordes. However, should we win the day, we shall forever be known as the saviors and preservers of life. Ladies and gentlemen, we are fighting not only for our lives but the lives of our people. The lives of our friends, of our family, of people we do not even know." She sighed and continued. "The order is: Combat Awareness Alpha. All hands to battle stations! Maximum impulse, all weapons hot."
And thus it began.
-Admiral Dav Su Allison, retired
Don't be a great man, just be a man; and let history make its own judgements.
-Zephram Cochrane
FSS Neodammerung - Neodammerung-class Juggernought - Admiral Michaels commanding
The Slipstream, 20 seconds from Yarin system
The crescent-shaped prow of the Neodammerung - the most advanced ship in the Feazanthian empire and one of the 'uberships' of the ESUS, emerged from the swirling, green wormhole that connected real space to the Slipstream. Its massive magnetic accelerator cannons charged to full capacity as its multiple zero-point reactors fed the ship energy.
Admiral Michaels, hero of the battle of Mechlon, sat in her massive command chair on the oversized bridge of the juggernought. She pressed a button and a high whistle sounded throughout the ship.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the Feazanthian Empire, this is Admiral Michaels. As you know, we are about to engage in the largest galactic battle in the history of the ESUS. We have entered the Yarin system - the last system controlled by the Shivans. Because of their own arrogance, they have been forced out of their hole and into our realm. We now fight them in our way. We now fight them on our terms. This battle will decide the fate of this and all galaxies. Should we lose this day, all races will be eradicated before the might of the Shivan hordes. However, should we win the day, we shall forever be known as the saviors and preservers of life. Ladies and gentlemen, we are fighting not only for our lives but the lives of our people. The lives of our friends, of our family, of people we do not even know." She sighed and continued. "The order is: Combat Awareness Alpha. All hands to battle stations! Maximum impulse, all weapons hot."
And thus it began.