NationStates Jolt Archive

OoC: As with my other space RPs so far, this is open to whomever wishes to RP with me. I am trying to get my nation outside its own borders, as we have lived in essential isolation since our step into space almost 2000 years ago, having encountered only one other civilization of a similar technological level. Though we did war with them, I assure you that it was their fault, as they assaulted a colony ship of ours. This did, however, happen a thousand years ago. We are not an agressive nation, and our recent encounter with ShadowTech has heightened our curiousity as to the existance of other races on or above our technological level out in the wide galaxy. Information on some of a my ships and technologies can be found here (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=6887226#post6887226)

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Located in the vanguard of one of the largest fleets the Business Council had assembled since the Proge Wars, Rear Admiral Johns Vicken was regretting ever informing FleetCom Central of his encounter with the strange aliens back in the ESO-237 system. He was now part of a fleet that was made up of the Second and Third Expenditionary Fleets, the First Assault Fleet, and the newly commissioned Galactic Patrol Fleet. That would make any normal Admiral proud, but Johns was currently in a state of nearly hopeless depression; this grand fleet, the likes of it having not been seen in Imperial Space for a thousand years, and he wasn't it command. Worse, he was right out in front, so if any alien civilizations popped up and didn't feel like being friendly, his would be one of the first ships to go.

Regardless, he had to respect the Fleet Marshall Gregor Jameson for all he had done. He had been decisive in the victory over the red rebellion on Terra, so much so that he became known as Pop-eye James throughout Imperial space for his ability to defeat overwhelming odds. Such a name might be insulting if it weren't a reference for the single greatest naval tactitian in known history, James Cook II, who many attributed with defeating the Proge almost single-handedly. Any man who could be called the third coming of James Cook deserved the respect of every man under his command.

Thus, when Marshall Gregor has assigned him to be in the vanguard due to his previous experience with these aliens, he had complied immediately. Johns was still in charge of his own taskforce, essentially, as well, so he figured things could be much worse. Chances are if they did, however, he wouldn't survive long.

There was an even chance either way, however, so Johns nervousness was warrented. You see, the Imperial Republican government had done something unprecidented in past history; they had provided a quantum singularity generator to a ship, or in this case more than one. The entire fleet was equipped with singularity generators that allowed their Spurt-Jump engines essentially unlimited range outside of the Sol system. The fleet was charged with exploring the galaxy in search of other advanced nations, and you couldn't very well do that while limited to a tiny sphere of space around a certain star.

And that's why the fleet, currently labelled the Grand Exploration Fleet, was sitting outside an otherwise unremarkable yellow star somewhere in an uncharted space far outside the borders of Imperial space. Forward scouting vessels had detected signs of life and technology in this system, including ships and communications between the second and fourth planets in the system. The fourth planet was roughly Earth-like, only slightly smaller, and the other was significantly smaller, barely the size of Earth's moon. It was assumed that there was some sort of mining operation on the smaller planet, while the main colony was on the other one.

The problem was, though, that the fleet was forbidden from making first contact, so they were now stuck waiting at the edges of the system for the forces in-system to pick them up and hail them.

Oh well, Johns thought to himself, at least I get a great view... as the Mothership class supercarrier, Hand of Justice floated by along with its myriad escort carriers and countless fighters swarming around her, all glittering in the weak sunlight near the sixth and outermost planet in the system.

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OoC: Anyone who has a mining operation running, or feels like acquiring one by claiming the one I'm currently observing as yours, is free to join in by detecting my ships in some way or another. I'd prefer to do this whole thing diplomatically, but you can do whatever you want.

The ships in the Grand Exploration Fleet are as follows:

1 Mothership Class Supercarrier --

Hand of Justice

2 Goliath Class Battleships --

Crushing Force
Yardley

8 Hammer Class Battlecruisers --

Pillar of Truths
Reprisal
Freedom
Moonshine
Blue Skies
Dominator
Summer Breeze
Death's Hand

12 SDDG-52/R Robotic Guided Missile Destroyers --

52/R-424 and 425
52/R-753 and 752
52/R-823 and 822
52/R-134 and 135
52/R-465 and 464
52/R-984 and 985

12 Beehive Class Escort Carrier --

Captivation
Fascination
Brown Fox
Life of Peril
Swarm
Wasp
Warspite
Invincible
Essex
Middleground
Arrow
Beehive

>_>

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V_v

OOC: I have a future tech puppet(currently working on the final draft of the interductory RP), perhaps we shall run into one another(when I get done)...

OoC: Then just RP yourself in at any time and hope no one else beats you to it.

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Noobs with "I declare war on the world" threads get posts.

This thread about my nation finally moving out into the greater galaxy gets ignored.

>_<

It almost pisses me off enough to go make a thread like that, but instead use the text from this one to call attention to it >_<

Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Once again, very nicely written, but there's no real prospect of me joining. Too many RPs on the boil, and I have no extra-sol facilities anywhere.
I suppose you could consider this a free bump then?

(usually, my threads/posts get as much outside input as these, so I feel your suffering!)

I would rp with you but since we already met once, it would probably be beter for you to meet another FT nation.

Yeah, it's a real shame though.

Hey, Shadow, do you want to do a quick RP with my probe following your fleet back to whatever homebase it was at?

OOC:Sure. I guess I'll just start in this thread. This is very good because noone knows were my homeworld is yet and you could be the only one in the universe with the knowledge of how to get there. Basically what we could do is have the Dreadship that contacted you have a malfunction, causing it to leak antimatter or something. Seeing as how my nation believes its FTL to be untrackable, they wouldn't bother to scan for you. When you arrive at ST Prime ( My homeplanet. It is the base of operations for all fleets and is basically an earth-like planet except nearly covered in huge space stations and dockyards.) my forces could sense it and destroy it, but not before a *subspace?* transmission is sent, revealing my systems.

On a side note, my Dreadships are not uberships as their name suggests.
They are more or less weaponless bases of opperation, were fighters can pick up antimatter payloads.

IC:

This is Apparition Swarm HQ. Wither Fleet 657 you are cleared for entrance into ST space.
"Roger, Apparition Swarm, entering ST space."
Upon entering ST space, Commander Jis was shocked by the sight before him. The entire fleet was on recall, all 5 Dreadships were there, along with there fighter compliments. The 5 Dreadships had never been in the same system before, let alone at the same planet.

Jis, the Wither is leaking antimatter, are you allright?
"WHAT?" Jis yelled in no general direction. "Scan the area NOW."
"Sir, it appears Apparition HQ is right, we've been leaking antimatter ever since we left the unidentified aliens."
"Inform our Ghost Maker compliment to reverse course and scan for any ships that might have followed us."
"SIR, BRONZE SQUADRON REPORTS UNIDENTIFIED SHIP INBOUND FROM QUADRANT 2657."
"Deploy gold and blue squadrons, tell them to take the ship intact."

What....... what have I done? Thought Jis to himself.

OoC: Sounds good. And I assume that *subspace?* thing was a question? If so, no, I don't use subspace transmissions. I use a variation on the whole 'Spooky Action at a Distance" thing. It allows for essentially instantaneous, unjammable, untrackable communications. You can look at my technology thread, which is linked to in the first post of this topic, to see exactly how it works. Question though, how do your sensors work?

Probe CS-1042 Log; FYEO Blue-10 Classified

...Activation Signal recieved

...Sleep Mode Disengaged

...Ejection Subroutine Beginning

...Ejection Complete

...Central Computer coming online now

...Central Computer online

...Automatic Camoflauge Procedures Begun...Active Stealth Online...Cold Plasma Circulation Begin...Gravity Nullifiers Activated...Camoflauge Procedures Complete

...Scanning Area...GAD sensors detecting four ships...MAD sensors identifying ESS Pillar of Truths, ESS Life of Peril, ESS Brown Fox, and unidentified ship

...Opening Communications with Central FleetCom

...Scanning Registry for possible matchs...Search failed

...Recieving orders

...Tagging unidentified ship, labeled UO-1, for investigation

...Reading trajectory of UO-1...loss of contact with UO-1

...Reading Anti-matter trails...logic subroutines accessing...92% chance anti-matter trails from UO-1...odds deemed acceptable

...Activating Folding Systems...following anti-matter trail

After only a short while of following the proverbial scent, CS-1042 unfolded and expanded back to its normal dimensions. As soon as it returned to full capability, it immediately scanned the surrounding area, sending all the information it recieved straight back to Central FleetCom. It managed to find the tagged vessal, UO-1, from the anti-matter trail that led to it, but also several other ships.

A moment into the scanning, the logic programs within CS-1042 hit upon a stop. Silent alarms ran throughout the 'brain' of the probe. Thousands upon thousands of fighter-class ships were picked up within seconds, along with five ships of the same class as UO-1. CS-1042 stood off, gathering data, when something happened.

...Picking up transmissions

...Attempting to decode...basic decode failure...searching registry for key decode...search failed...decode failed

...Increase in transmissions picked up...logic routines running...emergency protocol activated...scanning local space...several fight-class vessals discovered

...Dumping all unsent information and blackbox data into FleetCom mainframe...datadump complete...purging databanks...Fold System self-destruct nanites released...Fold System destruction complete

...Performing secondary scan...fight-class vessals approaching...logic routines running...logic routines suggest failure of stealth systems

...Vessal destruct device activated...collapsing communications array

End Log

As the various fighter squadrons from the ShadowTech Fleet approached, the probe's active stealth systems shut down, revealing the sleek black hull to those around it. This lasted for only a second as the plasma generators that provided the super-conducting cold plasma changed their settings and released a burst of hot plasma into the tiny ship, eating through it and completely obliterating it in about twenty seconds.

Central FleetCom HQ, Low Earth Orbit, Geosynch with Capitol Building

It had taken the Admiralty all of ten minutes to decide that, though this race appeared threatening, it would be prudent to send a diplomatic mission out to attempt to establish contact. Better that then attack and prove no better than those hell-bent Proge of the last thousand years. So, a message was sent to the FleetCom HQ near Alpha Station, the massive particle accelerator that powered the Republic's wormhole capabilities. It was also decided that a more traditional fleet would be put together to tour the galaxy in search of other intelligent life, initial thoughts as to the name generally centered around the Grand Exploration Fleet.

OoC: You can RP the death of the probe, then I'll RP sending the diplomatic ship.

OOC: Yea the subspace thing was a question. If possible I'd like to keep my sensor technology secret for now.


"Scans are indicating it's a probe sized vessel sir."
"A PROBE? From who?" Demanded Jis.
"Unknown. 40 seconds till fighters enter TaB range."

This is Apparition Swarm HQ, we've detected an unidentified ship. What is your situation Jis?
"We're currently investigating it ourselves. We have 3 squadrons deployed towards the craft already."
Be aware of possible nanite technology. It has become quite common in the universe.
"Of course."

"Put the ship onscreen major and feed it directly to AS HQ."
The whole front of the bridge, which appeared before to be only circuitry and sleek metal, transformed into a visual on the black alien craft.
Just as the ship came onscreen, it began to glow red.
"MAJOR!"
"Sir, I've informed the fighters, they won't be able to reach the craft in
time."
The glowing ceased, the craft destroyed to a point beyond recovery.
"Well, at least the probe was destroyed before the SWARMS arrived."
Said Jis, referring to the Capital Shipless fleets of fighters that were ST's mainstay.
"Yes Sir, the glass is always half full."

Of course the aliens that Wither fleet 657 encountered were the first to be suspected. Multiple fighters were sent back to were the encounter had taken place to hopefully confirm that it was these unidentified aliens, and not one of ST's enemies. This situation could still be salvaged.

The TSS Homeward Bound, a colony ship, was holding stable orbit around ESO-237-P5. Flitting around it were a dozen Wormhole-capable Firecats from Green Squadron, there to be sure no pirates went after the colony ship. Not a very significant force, but enough to deter all but the most insane of pirates. The sudden appearence of alien creatures in the system yesterday might have seemed a need to worry, and indeed it was almost as if it was. The taskforce under Rear Admiral Johns Vicken was still present at the edge of the system, ready to jump in immediately if needed, but also ready to jump out if released.

Vicken himself was unsatisfied, having recieved no word from FleetCom HQ on the status of the probe he had sent out hours ago. He did, however, like the idea that had been given to him by one of his bridge crew. They planned to, if released, stay here anyway. The aliens were pretty likely to return and, if they did, possibly initiate contact. Along with the possibility of a diplomatic mission floating down the grapevine, Vicken was excited.

OoC: This post is just to give you an idea of what the system looks like at the moment, that's why it's so short.