NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: A link to the sign up and now OOC thread of this RP can be found here.http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=355569

The very beggining of this RP was planned, just to give a realistic reason, and hopefully make it flow better. The rest will be unplanned. Lets try to keep the rest of this post for IC use and direct OOC comments to the above posted link. Feel free to tag or read this RP if you are not taking part in it. Hopefully everyone will have fun.

Note: 98% of this RP is unplanned, as we go on, there may be cursing, violent descriptions, and/or graphic scenes. If this would really offend you, then stop reading, if you notice it starts to get graphic. There may be none of this, I dont know. It is unplanned so you never know whats gonna happen next. Enjoy.

Tag.
I let invaders show them first. Then Nireva takes attention to them.

OOC: Tag.

IC: The 151 ships, cloaked, exited warp near pluto. There next leg of the journey would be to approch Terra. Honsou, commander of the Fallen Angels stood on the Executer's bridge, "Where are the other attacking fleets?"
"Nothing on long range sensers, sir."
"Bring us to a halt."
"Aye sir."

On board the cruisers, the Marines were a bit edgy. This woud be their first planetry assault. On the other hand, the Fallen Angels were very calm. Just waiting for the bloodshed to start.....

On board the Archangel-class Mobile Suit Carrier Archangel
Lagrange Point L1

The small fleet of 19 ships floated in silence near the Langrange Point L1. The moon appeared as a large, spherical mass just visible at the far edge of the screen.

"Captain. The fleet reports all ships on-station, and ready to move."

"Anything on the sensors yet?"

"None, Sir."

Brevet-Admiral Gryzlov stroked his chin. A little stubble had grown, maybe it was time to shave again...

"Very well," he murmured. "All ships move according to plan, stop at Waypoint 1."

The Communications Officer scurried off to pass the message to the rest of the fleet, before the HEPLAR drives of each and every ship in the fleet flared, and the fleet started moving.

The blue sphere of Earth lay ahead, it was time to re-take it (or at least gain a foothold) after being in space for so long...

OOC: I kinda need guidance on this thing too, hopefully I won't lapse into god-modding.

OOC: Ask, if you think you a godmoding, or we will tell you :)!

IC: "Sir, we've picked up some ships nearing Earth!"
"Hail them, voice only."

TO: Anime-Otakus ships
FROM: Cam III ships
Why are you here?

"Mr. president?"
"Yes?"
"The launching of our first space craft comes today, remember?"
"Yes. So?"
"We should start going there."
"Oh.. Yes. First Nirevan man is going to Moon.."
"Yeah. And, you're going to have easy day.. Just be at there, and speak to cameras."
"Never say 'it's gonna be easy day'. If you do, the day is never easy."
"Okay sir, but, what could happen?"
"I don't know."

8 hours later.

"Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Launch!"

The rocket launched. Succesfully.

Ooc. Well. Lets do something! :p

OOC: *Boom* The shuttle goes back to Earth in pieces.

IC: "Sir, picking up another object heading ot the moon."
"Send out fighters to this new one and the other ships."
"Aye sir."
10 fighters soon departed and headed towards the shuttle heading towards the moon. The othe r10 headed to Anime-Otakus ships...

----Minutes later----
"This is Echo one, call out."
"Echo two."
"Echo three."
"Echo four."
"Echo five." [You get the picture. :)]
"Good, your all here. Wow, I thouht I'd never get to see Earth."
"Yeah, its a beauty."
"Theres the Earth object, fire at will!"
The fighters spread out and went after the space shuttle, firing as they went. [You don't mind me posting damage, if not ignore this bit.] The lasers easily cut through the flimsy hull and into the crw compartment killing the crew instantly. The shutlle was then shot at more times, riping it into at least 4 pieces. It was last seen tumbling back to where it came from....

A large pool of watery light appeared behind Jupiter. At first it just rippled, like a peaceful lake, before turning into a stormy sea of waves. One might find this anomaly odd, but others would run, because this was a subspace portal, and one of this size was...well, huge. Suddenly, the portal thrashed about, rippling, waving everywhere, in some type of sick , before something shot out of it.

At first, it was a large cannon, approximately 19KM in length, and 4KM in diameter. Then, a large, square-like bulk shot out, 22KM in length, and 3KM in width. However, this bulk was covered in running lights, weaponry, and the large white words: GTVA: COLOSSUS. And finally, four half cones: Engines out blue fire, each 4KM emerged, fully completing the huge war vessel.

On the bridge of the Colossus, Anton Slavik grinned. Liquidus Snake had honoured him by allowing him to attack earth, and he was going to do the job right. His double mouthes smilling, he turned to the Tactical Officer.

"Lt., report." Slavik ordered. He knew English quite well, even if it wasn't his own 'primative' language. The Lt. keyed in a few commands into his console, and the viewscreen morphed into Earth, and a few other areas.

"Admiral, it appears that some of our other 'allies' have already arrived. One bunch of ships is from an unknown Nation...the other...is from Cam III." he said.

The viewscreen then morphed into the Cam III fleet.

"Ah, fantastic, it's been a while since we've talked with Cam III. Open up a hailing frequency." Slavik ordered. The Lt. nodded, and after a few seconds, gave him the up. Slavik cleared his throat.

"Greetings Cam III Vessels! This is Grand Admiral Slavik of the Outer Heaven Vessel/GTVA: COLOSSUS. It's good to see you, after that last attack you had we thought you were wiped out! Anyway, what's the situation on our target?" he asked.

Ooc. Anton Slavik?! Someone's played bit too much C&C.. :p

Nireva - Parliament.

"Sir.. Our.."
"I know.. Do we know reason yet?"
"It was.. Weird. The last part of connection was 'What's that..? Shit!' But, we do think it exploded, becose of fuel."
"Okay.. Damn.. Millions were used to that.. And lives."
"Yeah.."

OOC: LoL

OOC: LoL

Ooc.Um. How Nireva could know it wasn't fuel explosion? :p
Some funny things adding. :p
Btw. Next comes.. Kane? Someone from GDI? :D
Oh.. I'm gonna get Tanya to lieteunant! :D
And colonel Burton here! :rolleyes:
Why not Jarmen Kell too?

OOC: LOL! Nah, Anton is the only C&C character I have in my fleet, although, I do have Stalin's body frozen in a vault somewhere...

"Sir, it is time to begin moving ships into the area." said and aid, to Lord Jingo. "Well then, launch the first phase of ships." replied Lord Jingo. "Immediately, my Lord." boldly said the aid, before turning and walking out of the room.

30 minutes later, 25 Pyramid Class Cruisers, and 15 Sunken Class Defenders, were moving out of the home system. Soon, space was being torn apart, as 40 transversable wormholes, one for each ship, were fromed. The ships flew threw their wormhole, rematerializing, on the other side of the sun. Upon, exiting the wormholes, the ships cloaked.

The ships would rest there for now, and wait for the first move to be made.


OOC: Crap, wrong name. Just FYI JINGO STATE is the future tech puppet of The God Falltothzu. I try to keep them seperated, but I screw up every now and then too...

OOC: Falltothzu that move sounds very familure, oh wait, I did it. J/k :)

IC: "Ah, Grand Admiral Slavik. Good to meet you. Where is your current position? We are holding near Jupiter. We were not wiped out, mearly extigusied(sp?)!"
The message was relayed to Outer Heaven MK II's ships.
Honsou turned to his weapons officer, "Have our fighters returned yet?"
"Aye m'lord."
"Good, prep them for an attack run on that nation's ship we blow up."
"Aye m'lord."
Soon the fighters launched and headed towards Nireva. [There not cloaked so you can shot them down, well you can try!]

"Ah, so are we, you seem to be on the other side of the planet. Hold on, we'll come around to meet you, and then, shall we strike together?" Slavik replied.

Soon the fighters launched and headed towards Nireva. [There not cloaked so you can shot them down, well you can try!]

Ooc. Shot down? As Nireva doesen't even know about they're invaders! It was basic rocket what was launched to go to Moon & back. Just like the spacecrafts to Mars RL.
And, Nireva thinks the explosion happened becose of fuel, not by lasers.

Ic.

"Mr. president?"
"Yes?"
"We have another rocket ready.. If you want to launch it."
"No.. No. We need to be sure how fuel blew that another.."
"Yes, mr. president."

A shadowy figure in a black cloak meets with one of Coreworlds' commanders, in an unholy alliance.

"Captain Wilson Tarkin. I have read your books." The figure said, each syllable as cold as ice.

"Really? Then you will know that I have advocated controlling Sol space, but the Emperor and his Senate puppets would not hear of it, citing 'freedom' and 'justice' and other foolish philosophies."

"I like how you think. I offer a proposal..."

The captain raised an eyebrow. "I'm listening."

"I send a fleet and my Darksiders to help you attack Earth, and you become the Supreme Potenate or whatever title you want, and lord over the planet. Your own ships will not be enough, I can foresee that."

A sick smile crossed the Captain's face. "An enticing proposal. If I can swiftly do so, I can perhaps aid you when you conquer Juria itself."

"Yes. Exactly. I'll be giving you instructions later, Admiral Tarkin. Good day for now."

"Same to you, Lord Agonius."

***

Some time later, the falsely promoted Admiral walked aboard the ISD Asidious, and saluted to his crew. He was to rendzevous with the fleet of ships his benefactor gave him to do what he wished, but he had to forge a patrol plan that will hopefully cover his real reason for taking Earth.

"Helm, make your way past the well. Set your hyperspace coordinates for location 237.473.110, and make sure the task force knows it."

His helmsman looked up a galactic map in confusion. "Sir? That's the Red Blood Star. The latest reports indicate that it's about to go supernova at any time."

The Admiral then added a knife-edge to his voice. "Ensign, I have given you an order, and I expect you to carry it out, understood?"

"Uh, yes sir." The helmsman punched in the coordinates, and not long after, the small fleet jumped into hyperspace, the crew not yet knowing what's going to happen in the next few days.

In a streak and with a flash, space around Charon was suddenly full of ships. From the vast spheres of the two Mothership classes, to the swarming bulks of the Beehive classes, the tiny moon at the edge of the system was suddenly very crowded after countless years of desolation. The four Goliath dreadnoughts all turned in-system, towards the vast yellow sun, and began to use their own powerful GAD sensors to paint a picture of what was going on around Earth. They noticed a rather sizeable amount of ships and defensive stations in orbit, which was surprising considering that most intelligence pointed towards this planet, this other Earth, being relatively primitive.

The sensor tech onboard the Lark's Dawn, a young and spritely lieutenant, turned away from the holo-display of the gravimetric state of the system, and found himself looking straight at the newly-promoted Fleet Admiral Johns Vicken.

"Oh! Ah...sir, I have my report ready, sir!", the young man said quickly.

The admiral looked him over for a second and then replied, "Well then, tell me what you have"

Still slightly nervous, but assured of his duty, the lieutenant began his report, "Well sir, we've picked up a rather large concentration of primitive ships and what we suspect are defensive stations in orbit around the planet itself, and we've also picked up an amazingly large something near the first Gas Giant. No one knows for sure what it is, so we'll have to wait until we're in range of MAD sensors before making a positive ID, but most of the other sensor crew believe it is some kind of massive ship, most likely a fellow attacker's, sir".

"Very well, and is there anything else?", the admiral intoned, patiently.

"Sir, no there isn't anyth--", the lieutenant began before he was interrupted by another one of the officers at the sensor station.

"Sir! I'm picking up a rather large fleet on the other side of this moon's planet; a few of them should be visible over the horizon, but visual scanners are getting nothing. Probably some kind of visual cloak, sir", said the slightly older and more experiened major.

"Ah, probably more allies", the admiral returned, and then, walking over to the communications portion of the crew pit area, "Mr Yardley, hail the contacts in quadrant four-seven-oh-oh-nine on standard frequencies with the boosted-signal transmitters".

"Sir yes sir, sending hails now, sir", snapped the blond-haired man sitting in front of the communications station as all the needed instructions were sent through his SARA link towards the arrays on the outside of the ship.

Just as he was about to return to his captain's chair, the admiral halted and turned back to the communications officer, "Oh yes, and send a broadrange hail out towards the first large Gas planet, just past the system's asteroid belt".

"Yes sir, transmitting", replied the communications officer, again sending the instructions through his SARA link, watching the admiral return to his command chair and sit.

OOC I was supposed to make the Initial post after Jingo started the Thread. It was going to give the reason for this war

Message to Cam III


For years I have been watching the other nations of Earth battle and threaten with their Weapons of Mass Destruction. It sickens me to the extent they will go in order to give themselves the illusion of superiority.

Almost every day I hear about a nation threatening to “glass” another nation. I am very tired of reading or hearing about them trying to throw their weight around by using the power of the atom as a threat against the very Earth itself. They repeat the same pattern over and over, yet they refuse to learn from their mistakes.

I would like you to gather some nations who would be interested in helping to rectify this situation. Have them meet at Bryce’s Star. Meet me at these coordinates (2 LY from Earth) in one week.

Nhur-Galladu
Balrogga Empire





Message to Moleland



Hello, it seems we are destined to “meet again”. I would like it if you could meet me at Bryce’s Star with allies who are interested in making Earth a safe place where nobody will have to fear of being annihilated by the constant threat of nuclear war.

Meet me at these coordinates (2 LY from Earth) in one week.


Nhur-Galladu
Balrogga Empire





Message to Jingo States



I have been sitting here on Earth watching all these petty nations who think they own the ultimate power of distruction. They are threatening the very existence of Earth itself.

I was wondering if you can gather allies who would be interested in stopping this madness from happening.

Please have them meet at Bryce’s Star at these coordinates (2 LY from Earth) in one week.

Nhur-Galladu
Balrogga Empire




One week later

As ships began to jump into system, they were cleared to approach the single starbase located here. There were several destroyers, cruisers, and battleships of the Empire here keeping peace. Flights of Proteus Fighters were on constant patrol.

As each nation appeared, they were cleared to have their representatives board the station.



OOC:

Remember, anything that happens in this Thread will only hold true here.

This is supposed to be the official start of the Thread

"Sir, we are recieving a transmission." yelled a radio operator. "Locate its origin, and send a hail back. If they are on our side, transmit the coordinates of the meeting place, Bryce's Star, and the meeting time." replied Rear-Admiral Baal, leader of the entire Earth operation. "Immediately sir." yelled the radio operator, before turning to his panel.

"While we're on the topic of Bryce's Star, send 3 Sunken Class Defenders there." continued the Rear-Admiral. "I'll send the dispatch ASAP, sir." replied the radio operator, busy working in his panel.

10 minutes later, 3 Sunken Class Defenders decloaked. They then fired up their transversable wormhole drives, and rematerialized about 10 kilometers away from the meeting place. Two of the Defenders cloaked, immediately, while one remained uncloaked. They were early, and just settled in, and waited for other allies to arrive.

As High Commander Hal Johnson sit in his chair aboard the WASF Timber Wolf, the comms-link man said “One of the allies has send us a transmission.”

High Commander Johnson: “What does it say.”
Comms-link man: “It said it meet they at this coordinates. Bryce's Star. It is 2 light years from Earth.”
High Commander Johnson: “Good. Now, open up comms-link to all WASF & 386SF ships.”
Comms-link man: “Done, sir.”

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High Commander Johnson: “All captains of WASF & 386SF ship we are sending the coordinates for the meeting place, now.”
All captains: “Received. We are ready when you are. ”
High Commander Johnson: “All ship go, now.”

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The WASF Timber Wolf takes off first and the other follows it.
Some ship use warp drive and some use slipstream drive.

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The ship arrive in Bryce's Star and see one Sunken Class Defender.

High Commander Johnson: “Open a comms-link to that ship.”
Comms-link man: “Done, sir.”
High Commander Johnson: “This is High Commander Hal Johnson of the WASF Timber Wolf. Where is the rest of the allies fleet at?”

Captain Amelio walked to the radio opertors panel,p and sent this message himself, "This is Captain Amelio, I do believe we are still a tad early, but I'm in no hurry."

Captain Amelio walked to the radio opertors panel,p and sent this message himself, "This is Captain Amelio, I do believe we are still a tad early, but I'm in no hurry."

High Commander Johnson: "Ok. We will wait then. Are you the only JINGO STATE ship here?"

"Captain Amelio, This is Bryce Command. You are cleared to dock with the Starbase. Welcome to Bryce's Star."


Looking about the system you will notice there are no planets or other debris in the system. It is only a supernove with the previously mentioned ships, the Starbase, and several science vessels closer to the star.

"We have two other ships with us, but they are remaining cloaked, so that there is not too much of a gathering here, just in case an advandced nation on earth, would just happen to be spying in this direction. I doubt they would, but if they have a shuttle or satalite out here. Just so we are not as much of an eyesore."

The Asidious task force reverted to realspace to the sight of the red supergiant star nearing the end of it's life. The huge star would engulfed all of the Inner Planets of Sol and cooked Jupiter if it was transplanted to the Sol System. As it is, the star had no planets at all, just a a thin asteroid belt orbiting it, and even it is worthless, except as minor trinkets for eccentrics.

"Lieutenant, anything out there yet?" The 'admiral' asked.

"Nope, sir, nothing...wait I'm getting something." The crewwoman pointed to a series of dagger dots, denoting 8 ISDs, but of an unknown class. Each dagger was pitch-black, as opposed to the grey-white of Impstars.

"Good work. Now, hail them."

"Sir?"

"Just do it!"

"This is Admiral Tarkin to unknown fleet. We are ready."

The reply is quick. Now came the cold voice, the one of Agonius' apprentice, Lord Serpentus."Good. We shall accompany you then?"

The XO was confused. "Accompany...where?"

The Admiral smiled. "Why, to Sol, of course. We are to go to Earth and...interfere with the affairs of so-called lesser nations."

The XO wasn't sure what he meant at first, then it clicked, somewhat. "Admiral...what's going on here?"

"My friend, you're about to find out. Helm, set course for Sol!"

"Yes sir!"

The now-larger fleet formed up, and sped into hyperspace for humanity's home world: Earth.

"High Commander Johnson, this is Bryce Command. you are welcome to dock with the base at your leisure. Thank you for getting here so quickly."

"We have two other ships with us, but they are remaining cloaked, so that there is not too much of a gathering here, just in case an advandced nation on earth, would just happen to be spying in this direction. I doubt they would, but if they have a shuttle or satalite out here. Just so we are not as much of an eyesore."

High Commander Johnson: "Ok. We have a total of 56 ships plus 100 fighters. So, if they try, they will be destroyed. Talk to you on the starbase."

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"High Commander Johnson, this is Bryce Command. you are welcome to dock with the base at your leisure. Thank you for getting here so quickly."

High Commander Johnson: "Ok. Will dock in a few second."

The WASF Timber Wolf dock will Bryce Command.

High Commander Johnson: "Lt. Otemage, I'm going to the Bryce Command. You are in control.
Lt. Otemage: "Yes, sir."

Then, High Commander Johnson left the brige and headed to the docking port.

"Aye, sir. We'll bring her in now."

The Cruiser's engines lite up, with a small burst of energy, as it slowly moved into the dock. The Cruiser then came to a stop.

"First mate, I'm going aboard the station. Your in charge until I get back." said Amelio. The first mate, immediately respond, "Aye, sir." in an eager tone. It was quite clear, that he was excited to be in charge of the ship, even for such a short time.

Captain Amelio, the reached for his hat, and fixed it upon his head, as he continued to say, "Radio operator, establish communication with station. Find out the coordinates of an open room, which would be proper for my coming aboard. Make sure they are aware the transversable wormhole procedure for ship to ship transit. I don't want to incinerate something on our entrace. I'll be in the transit room, alert me when your ready to send me." The radio operator turned his head and nodded in agreement and then turned to his pannel.

The radio operator sent the message, "Bryce command, we would like know the coordinates of an empty room on your ship. Anythind will do, as long is its mostly empty and of a moderate size. The Captain Amelio is waiting to be sent aboard, via a transversable wormhole. It is completly safe, but we dont want to damage anything, by bringing the wormhole up in a machine or something."

As the radio operator talked, Amelio walked towards the transit room, waiting for his departure.

"This is Bryce Command. We understand. We are transmitting coordinates to an empty cargo hold. The Base Commander will meet you at the door. The room has been cleared of all contents so it is safe."

The dock port's doors open.
High Commander Johnson and two guards are wait for a Bryce Command crewman to show them were to go.

Soon, the fleet entered the Sol system in a flash of hyperspace light, stopping between Jupiter and Saturn.

"We've reached Sol, sir."

"Good. let's make our way towards Jupiter, orbit it, and wait."

"For what?"

"For our friends to hail us." By that he meant the nations preparing to attack Earth. He, too wants a piece of the pie, but he doesn't want to be seen as a rogue nation. Not yet, anyway.

Three pictures. It's was surprising how such a small amount of information could promptly show that, not only were there others in the universe, but they weren't exactly the friendly bunch of little green men that you were hoping for.

President Stanton could do nothing for two minutes but look at the pictures showing a large amount of ships, all of different types, makes, and models. After that time, he put down the pictures, took a deep breath, and addressed his advisors. "You sure there isn't any more?"

SECDEF Wernick shakes his head. "These are the only pictures we managed to get from the Columbus III probe, before it stopped transmitting telemetry. We don't know the cause of the problem, but given this information, I think we can guess." The Defense Secretary's mouth was set in a grim line, as he obviously was thinking toward what this information might mean, and how big his job suddenly got."

"We can guess? Oh, come on! We can't afford to do that!" SECSTATE Garner replied. "Unless I'm not understanding you, Bob, your implying that they are hostile, and have already shown it by destroying our probe. What if it was a mistake? What if it failed because of other reasons? I know, Bob, and you too, Mr. President, that this seems unlikely, but we have to give them a slim benefit of the doubt, and at least hope there peaceful!"

"I can't believe what I'm hearing!" The SECDEF nearly yells. He picks up the pictures in front of the President, and almost shoves them in front of Garner's face. "Look at this. Does this look like a diplomatic delegation to you?!? They are planning to attack us, and most likely invade this nation, and you say we should invite them to a State Dinner and just roll-"

"Bob! God damn it, that's enough!" President Stanton slams his hands against the oak of the Cabinet room table, creating the desired effect of gathering the attention of the only two people in the room. "Tim's right, Bob. Hoping there peaceful is our only course of action. If they are, then we don't have to see the destruction of your nation. If they aren't... Well, need I remind you that we don't have enough nukes to destroy a fleet shown in these pictures, and, even if we did, no means to deliver them to the enemy fleets in a timely manner exists."

The SECDEF, somewhat calmer, but still agitated, interjects, "But sir, Mercury-"

The President sighs. "Robert, didn't you just tell me that Mercury was barely ready for sub-orbital operation last week? No, I'm sorry, but we don't have anything that can destroy them in space quickly enough to avoid widespread destruction. We are going to have to make contact with them, somehow, and see what they are planning to do."

Garner speaks up. "Sir, I've already spoken to the Director of the National Laboratories- And, no sir," Garner responds to the raised eyebrows of the President, "I did not tell him about what we're facing. I disguised the issue as an interest to weather or not we could talk to a long-range space craft near Saturn. He informed me that the nation's network of radio telescopes, currently with the SETI program, could send and receive messages at that distance."

The President gives a grim smile, and a dark chuckle. "Well... I was right for not privatizing the program then. I'll have to mention that next time elections come up." Gallows humor, but humor none the less. He turns to Wernick. "Bob, I need you to take control of all radio telescopes in the country. Tell the press we're worried about terrorism or international espionage. Parliament won't like it, but I'll deal with them and the Prime Minister. Tim." He turns to the SECSTATE. "I want your people ready to advise me, once we begin communications. I know this isn't your job description, but descriptions change." He stands up, signifying the end of the meeting. "Let's get to it."

A few hours later, a message is sent toward the very large congregation of ships in the solar system:

"To the group of spacecraft approaching Earth: My name is President Roger Stanton, speaking on behalf of the people of the Federal Kingdom of Triancia. We do not wish for any hostilities to occur, and would like to know your intentions."

Soon, the fleet entered the Sol system in a flash of hyperspace light, stopping between Jupiter and Saturn.

"We've reached Sol, sir."

"Good. let's make our way towards Jupiter, orbit it, and wait."

"For what?"

"For our friends to hail us." By that he meant the nations preparing to attack Earth. He, too wants a piece of the pie, but he doesn't want to be seen as a rogue nation. Not yet, anyway.

Lt. Otemage: "Open up a comms-link to Admiral Tarkin."
Comms-links man: "Done, sir."
Lt. Otemage: "This Lt. Otemage of the WASF Timber Wolf. I'm in temporary control of this ship. I'm in control because the High Commander is on the Bryce Command. We will send you the coordinates. So, meet us here."

"You must be High Commander Johnson from Wolf America. I am Commander Haugen. I welcome you to Bryce Station. I have cleared a whole deck for the deligates quarters and confrence hall. This crewman will take you to your quarters and show you around. I am expecting the Jingo State Captain to transversible wormhole and I am on my way to greet him now."

The Commander indicated an officer standing next to him before hurrying off. The officer began to lead the High Commander towards his quarters.

"We moved this base here about a week ago. It was constructed in our Gliese system facilities. We were planning on using it in the Arneb system after we are done with the first contact talks there but the Emperor diverted it here instead."

"This is the conference hall where the meeting will take place. We have converted the rest of the deck into suites, rec halls, mess halls, and other areas that will serve your interests while you are here."

"Here are your suite of rooms. They are completely private and are not specifically monitered. There will be guards available to keep the peace and there is a full staff available to provide to your needs within reason."

"Now if you grant me my leave, I have other duties.

The officer left after taking his leave.

The High Commander sit in his suite on the Bryce Command.

High Commander Johnson: " Guard teld me will the meeting is about to started. I'm going to take a nap."
Wolf American Guard: "Yes, sir."

OOC: I'm going to bed. So when the meet starts, the High Commander will be there.

Lt. Otemage: "Open up a comms-link to Admiral Tarkin."
Comms-links man: "Done, sir."
Lt. Otemage: "This Lt. Otemage of the WASF Timber Wolf. I'm in temporary control of this ship. I'm in control because the High Commander is on the Bryce Command. We will send you the coordinates. So, meet us here."

"Thank you very much." The admiral then turned to his XO. "XO. You have the conn. I'll be heading to a conference with some old friends of mine."

"Very well...sir." The XO didn't like it, but the Admiral was his superior, after all.

I'll have to deal with him sooner or later. He thought, as he called for his shuttle to get ready. Soon, he and Lord Serpentus, in another shuttle, took a short jump to where the conferece is being held.

The two men exited hyperspace at Bryce's Star and headed towards the space station.

"Bryce Command, this is Admiral Tarkin and Lord Serpentus, requesting permission to dock, over."

"This is Bryce Command. You are cleared to dock. After you board the station, there will be an officer to give you a tour and show you to your quarters. Welcome to Bryce Station."

The Admiral and the Sith Lord disembarked their shuttles and allowed the officer to give them a tour while two red-clad guards watched for any wrong move.

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Admiral Tarkin

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Lord Serpentus

"...and in here is the conference room where the meeting will be held once the other nations arrive."

"Here is the library, rec room, and mess hall. You can request a private dinner in your suite if you wish. The commander would like everyone to dine with him tonight."

Here is your suite. If you need anything..."

The tour finishes at your suite. After you enter the officer leaves you.

http://www.galactic-voyage.com/images/Characters/Imperial%20Royal%20Guard.jpg
Red Guard

"...and in here is the conference room where the meeting will be held once the other nations arrive."

"Here is the library, rec room, and mess hall. You can request a private dinner in your suite if you wish. The commander would like everyone to dine with him tonight."

Here is your suite. If you need anything..."

The tour finishes at your suite. After you enter the officer leaves you.

"Thank you." The Admiral said politely and the officer went away.

"Now, we go down to business, to see what we'll offer to this...alliance." The dark lord said to Tarkin, while they waited. "We know that once we attack, the Emperor will get wind and retaliate. We'll bring that up."

"The Jedi will also get involved, and you may be revealed."

"True, but we Sith are strong, and growing."

"But should we win, we may have to contend with the rival nations in order to gain the Earth for ourselves."

"Then we shall make sure we get a large part of the Earth when we attack. I propose the North American or European region. Or maybe even the Austrailian continent."

"Yes, they will be sufficient for now, but if we should attack the so-called Middle East, we may get hurt by the terrorist fanatics. We shall steer clear of them, or bombard them, if we need to."

"Of course. Now, we wait for the other nations to come...and defeat the weak nations that currently control the Earth!"

((The Order will be posting from Station BAST on the surface short enough....Also, we've got two starships, one Cruiser and one Dreadnought....Cruiser being Order-made and Dreadnought being from elsewhere as part of one of my running storyarcs. I'd do it now, but I've gotta get ready for work/inspections. ))

High Commander Johnson gets up and walks to his door. Then ask one of his guards.

High Commander Johnson: "Have any other nation made it here?"
Wolf American Guard: "Yes, sir."
High Commander Johnson: "Who?"
Wolf American Guard: "Coreworld, sir."
High Commander Johnson: "Good. It will good to see our favorite pokemon dealer."

Then the high commander goes and sits down at the table in his room.

The moleland fleet has now arrived, consisting of 5 MCDs, 10 Interdictors, 15 Mole-class Frigates, 20 Strike crusiers, 30 crusiers and 50 modified corvettes. 'Hail leader of the balrogga armanda! This is the captain of the MDC striker. We wish to join this conference'

OOC: Darn, I make one post, and the next day I see 4 pages worth of them. How can I keep up? Anyway...

On board the Dominion

"Admiral! Multiple vessels detected! All...all directions! More of them are appearing as we speak!" exclaimed the sensor operator, who was clearly excited by this discovery.

Gryzlov frowned. He looked up, and switched the view on the main screen to a port side view. The blackness of space suddenly distorted, and to his surprise, a large fleet, much larger than his own, warped out from nowhere.

"Hmm...looks like we're not the only ones out here-" his thoughts were interrupted by yet another report.

"Unknown vessel hailing us. Broadband frequency, voice only."

"Oh? Patch it through. Broadcast this message on all channels as well."

IC: "Sir, we've picked up some ships nearing Earth!"
"Hail them, voice only."

TO: Anime-Otakus ships
FROM: Cam III ships
Why are you here?

Gryzlov took a deep breath, and started:

"To the captains of all ships out surrounding our vessel. This is Brevet-Admiral Anatoliy Gryzlov, from the Anime Otakus Naval Self-Defence Forces Space Command of the Technocratic Republic of Anime-Otakus. Our small fleet is headed towards Earth, in an attempt to subjugate parts of it which have been especially violent against our people in the past. Since we are all here, I call on all to stop invasion plans for a while, so we may all discuss a suitable, combined plan of attack to defeat these Earth-dwelling fools."

The message broadcast, he sat back into his chair, hoping that what he had just done was the right thing to do...it was too risky to fight out here anyway, with so many unknowns, and some with technology superior to his, even.

He punched a button on the vidlink resting on the armrest of his chair.

"Ensign Murdoch, prepare two Strike Daggers for launch. Comms, transmit to all ships, in our fleet, secure. All ships to prepare Mobile Suits for launch, but do not do so until I give the command."

'Did get that sir' Asked the communications officer
'I did' replied the captain, 'This MDC Striker of the Great nation of Moleland. The humans are fools yes but An alliance with some of you is not acceptable. We will join an alliance that promises us at least 25% of the Earth's land, wealth and population. Any other alliances shall be rejected and treated as hostile. We shall discuse in more detail at the conference'

"This is Bryce command, you are cleared to have your deligate dock. An officer will meet you at the airlock and show you to the suites and meeting hall. Welcone to the Bryce System."

The system was curously clear of any planetary objects. Only ships from the many fleets were here, besides a gathering of research vessels studying the supernova and the starbase.

'Messege received' replied captain svenson. 'Prepare my shuttle to lauch'
'Yes sir! Should we send some troops down to meet you'
'Just 2'
'Affirmitive!'

The shuttle was lauch from the striker, within a few seconds, it came into dock with the conference. 'Requesting permission to dock'

"This is Bryce Command, permission granted."

After you dock, there is an officer waiting to lead you to your quarters.

Asterkore

An undisclosed
location in deep
space.

* Asterkore / Admiral Catalona to Triad Fleet Admiral Lightwalker, how was your trip from the ANDROMEDA GALAXY? *

* Admiral Lightwalker to Admiral Catalona, it was completely
uneventful. Our new Dimensional Drive brought us here in just one
jump. *

* That is amazing Admiral Lightwalker! Admiral thank you for originally alerting us to the invaders plans. *

* You are quite welcome Admiral, after all our to societies have been
allies for a very long time. *

* Yes Admiral we have but still we owe you a big one. *

* Admiral has your stealth starship at Bryce's Star completed their fleet strength survey? *

* Yes we have secretly scanned all starships entering or leaving the Bryce System, as well as, monitored their comm traffic. Believe me Admiral these invaders intend to take Earth for their own. *

* Yes, Then our greatest fears are realizied. We will begin gating our
civilian population to our City Ships here for transport to the World Ship
as soon as we can. *

* That is a good precaution Admiral Catalona, however, we will continue to keep watch Earth's Invaders, Admiral Lightwalker Out *

* Roger that, Asterkore Out *

The meetings of the Triancian executive were now held in a underground bunker in the south of the country. For now, the incident had a tight lid on it, though the press and several members of Parliment were now wondering very loudly what the hell was going on.

"As you can see, Mr. President," Doctor Seymour Wilkins, Director of the National Labratories of Triancia, pointed to an radar picture. "There holding position at Jupiter. They look to be in orbit."

"Any chance our messege could have been directed off course, Doctor?"

Dr. Wilkins shoke his head. "It's possible, but not likely. My guess is, they recevied it, and havn't answered us yet."

"Ahh," was the President's monosylibic reply. He leaned back in his chair, thankful that the military personnel around him were doing their best to keep there jobs quiet.

"I wonder what the hell they're waiting for?"

In High Commander Johnson's room...

High Commander Johnson: "Guard, going back to the Timber Wolf and find all the info you can on Admiral Tarkin & Lord Serpentus."
Wolf American Guard: "Yes,sir."

The guard runs off the dorking port of the Timber Wolf.

After the door shut on his door. He was thinking that those two can't be good.

OOC: Man! You added 2 pages while I was offline! Damn, I spend ages reading it!

IC: "You get that, sir?"
"Yes, take us there. The rest of the fleet shall stay here."
"Very well, sir."
The Harbringer departed from the rest of the fleet and headed to the coorordinates they had arrived, cloaked as usual. Within 1/2 hour they had arrived, nearing the space station the space station.
"This is the Harbringer Commander of the Fallen Angels Honsou. We will be docking with you now."
The message was sent to the space station.....

(sorry for the late tag)

The High Commander pisk up his radio and calls Lt. Otemage.

High Commander Johnson: "Lt. Otemage. Have the 386SF head to SOL and meet up with ours allies around Jupiter."
Lt. Otemage: "Yes, sir."

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Aboard the WASF Timber Wolf.

Lt. Otemage: "Open a channel to all 386SF ships."
Comms-link man: "Done, sir."
Lt. Otemage: "This Lt. Otemage, all ships go to Sol and meet our allies ship around Jupiter."
All 386SF captains: "Yes, sir."

The 386SF ship warp out of the system.

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After about 20 mins. the 386SF ship arrive near Jupiter.

Captain Ivan Rodriguez: "This Captain Ivan Rodriguez of the 386SF Thor. Don't shoot. We are allies."

"Is there anything wrong?" The XO sent to the 3856F ship.

Svenson examined his quarters, 'Hmm, basic, but...em... 'cozy'. Guards, set weapons to stun and stay at the door. Don't let anyone in unless they are from Balrogga. Understand?'
The first guard replied 'Yes sir'
The second answers with 'Messege understood'

(OOC: when is the converence starting?)

OOC: I have my own agenda with this attack, don't be suprised if I do something stupid..... [Just to let you know. :)]

IC: The remaing ships near Jupiter closed the gap between them and Terra, they stayed in orbit over the UK....

"Is there anything wrong?" The XO sent to the 3856F ship.

Captain Ivan Rodriguez: "No. The High Commander sent us here. Plus we did not want everbody to start shooting at us."

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On the Bryce Command.

The Wolf American Guard run into the High Commander's room.

Wolf American Guard: "Sir, got the info you wanted."
High Command Johnson: "Tell me."
Wolf American Guard: "We have no info on that Lord Serpentus guy but we have some info on that Admiral," hands him a book, "It sound like the Emperor hates him."
High Command Johnson: "Ok. Now go back the guarding the door."
Wolf American Guard: "Yes, sir."

As the guard leaves, the High Commander sit at the talbe and starts reading the book.

Ekhodas
The Orbital Star Base Of Kormanthor



KNBC Breaking News Bulletin

(Slowly the logo of KNBC disappears, replaced by a professional looking elven woman sitting at her newsdesk in KNBC's newest television station aboard Kormanthor’s Huge Orbital Star Base called;“ Ekhodas “ (EarthKore High Orbit Defense Administration Starbase). Behind her the picturesque image of the Earth from a high orbit can be seen through a large port window. From this vantage point directly above the Country of Kormanthor & The Aerial City Of SelveriMoon, the Orbital City dubbed “ Synapse Gate: Entrance to the Universe! ” can be seen floating in the darkness that is space. Two KorIncursion Class Starships & numerous star fighters patrol the outer perimeter of the twin star structures and shuttles fly by on their way to unknown destinations. Then while you witness this awesome vision of outer space happenstance, you hear a woman’s voice start to speak… …

Good Morning Ladies & Gentleman this is Kwyhae Amakiir reporting for KNBC News from The Awe Inspiring Ekhodas Space Platform. Today a spokesman of Kormanthor Star Command / Earth Kore Division told this reporter that today The Aerial City Of SelveriMoon, the Orbital City's of Jupiter's Child & Synapse Gate, & Kormanthor’s Huge Orbital Star Base called Ekhodas has been moved to new undisclosed locations and have activated their Phantom Cloaking Devices until further notice.
This move is being taken to ensure the safety of said facilities from a possible
near future threat that Kormanthor believes is going to be coming from hostile
outer space forces very soon. Kormanthor is also raising all it's military both Earth Based and Space Born to Def Con One. This move is being made in an effort to protect Kormanthor & Earth if this new threat is realized and is not meant to threaten any Earth nation

Castle Aeloulaera
Aeloulaera - The Pearl Of Twilight

VICBS Special News Bullintin

This is Ielenia Ilphukiir VICBS News we have just recieved a message from
KNBC the Offical Broadcast Network of Kormanthor that earlier today
they have recieved evidence that a large scale invasion of Earth has already begun.
Just minutes ago Queen Casiopia raised VirginIncursions Earth & Space
Militaries to Red Level Prime. All military personnel have been recalled to
full duty status. Stay tuned to this channel for futher updates as they
happen.

AELOULAERA CASTLE
Aeloulaera, Pearl of TwiLight


General Caesar what intelligence did our operative's find out?

Your Highness, the KorIncursion reports that a huge alien fleet is on it's
way to Earth. She is making use of our new cloaking system that we
just installed on her last upgrade, to quitely shadow the alien fleets. She also says an allied fleet is building as well. Highness it's about to get really nasty up there very soon I'm sorry to say.

Alright then it's time to quitely move our fleets into their assigned
positions. General I want you to pull out all of the stops on this operation.
The next few days or weeks will make history and possibly change our
way of life forever. We must do everything in our power to stop this
invasion!

ASTERKORE COMMAND
CENTER

An undisclosed location
in deep space.


Commander Nalholtra will the IGM's be ready for deployment on schedule?
* We must be on schedule to save Earth from the scum that's going to try
to take over it. *

Yes Sir Admiral, Dr. Walkowski assures me that they will launch on time. And
that our manufacturing facilities are producing more of them as quickly as is
possible. * I have it all taken care of you old fart *

What about our new Starships Commander?
* Have to say on this younger generation or they will just lay down on the
job *

Admiral our newest fleet of KARMD's are finishing up on taking on crew and
equipment. In fact, two dozen have aready made the trip to the Sol System
thanks to our subspace catapult. Twelve of them to each fleet stationed
there. The remainder will be departing soon to join there perspective fleets.
* Damn how many differant ways do I have to say it! *

That's good news Commander, they will make fine additions to our fleet's
as will the New Dreadnought's. I just supervised the process of transporting
ten of them through the subspace catapult.
* Maybe there's some hope for them yet..... but, I doubt it *

Transfer Point OF1
32 LightYears Coreward of Sol
KSS Cruiser Tempest

"Thanks for the equipment, Captain Tanith. Our stockpiles have been running especially low, now that we've salvaged everything we could." The image of the fair-haired woman aboard the Quad of the Dreadnought Psamtik smiled and nodded its head.

"It was the least we could do, General. Now that the Fed War is over, things are alot better now."

General Vance Kaerion set the datapad back into his lap, a frown crossing his face. "You havent found a way to get us back through the Rift yet, have you?"

Susan Tanith shook her head, her own lips curling downward. "Negative, Sir. We're pursuing a few leads..but...we're not sure what it is keeping your people here and allowing ours to go back through."

"As I expected. Ah well. Once again, thank you and your crew for your work. Every trip here risks you all, something you should all be commended for."

"Just our job, General. Prepping for Earth Fold, Tanith, Out."

Vance cut his side of the com and nodded to Captain Wotejenck. "Proceed with the Fold."

The BlackWolf Order
Earth, Sol System
BAST System Tracking Center

"Sir, I do believe you should look at this."

Shift Commander Lieutenant Brian Arndt stepped to stand behind Specialist Nathan, the Sector 6R1 Operator. His plot danced with contacts, some small, others of a gargantuan proportion. "Any idea of whats going on here, Specialist?"

The enlisted soldier shook his head. "Not really, sir. They just started appearing on my board about three minutes ago, and have been multiplying like Skulks since."

Generally, large amounts of activity in the Sol sytem was considered routine-there were plenty of nations making their bids for the stars. Normally, however, there was never any localized activity on this scale, and even when there was, it was never this far out. No, these were ships entering system. Alot of ships entering the system.

"I dont like the looks of this, Specialist. Keep tracking, I'm going to speak to Colonel Williamson"

The Lieutenant picked up a printout from beside the workstation and exited the Outer System Tracking Center.

BAST System Tracking Center was divided into several sections; Planetary/Sub-Orbital, Orbital, Inner System and Outer System. Each secton was further divided into observational sections, scanning wedges ever increasing in size with the distance further out from Earth. The installation itself was buried deep within the Karhaa Range, kept from the danger of prying eyes or even the less likely danger of an orbital bombardment.

The halls were darkened, the subterranian atmosphere of the installation emphasised. They wound deep into the mountain, down to BAST Central, where the recovered Core of the Bastion was held.

It was into this cavern that Lieutenant Arndt strode, carrying the printouts. "Colonel, we've got some strange activity going on topside."

Colonel Williamson nodded, pointing at the display projected on the concave ceiling of the cavern. "I see."

There were many, many more contacts than had been on the Specialist's screen.

"Ah."

[OOC]: I'll be posting my fleet stats and ground forces stats soon in the OOC thread, but until then i'll just point out that most of my Orbital Constructs are currently gathered together at the other side of the planet from the main invasion fleet. Basically, unless you go around the planet before entering the atmosphere, you have free access to it at the moment. But once my fleet stats and so on are posted, they'll be moving back to normal positions, and they WILL try and repel any entry into the atmosphere.

Meditating in darkness, Sith Lord Serpentus stretched his feelings across the stars, for Earth. He could sense the general fear and confusion of the Earth people as they stared at the numerous ships in the sky. He drank in the fear, allowing it to power him like some evil battery. He smiled, knowing that the Earth will soon be crushed under the boot of the Sith Empire, and so will the Jedi.

The Jedi. Weak and foolish to keep using the so-called 'light side'. If they only knew the power of the Dark Side...

The Sith shook his head, and anticipated the blood he will spill with his lightsaber...and his own Force strength.

OOC:
http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=355569, for you Rincweed. ALL OOC posts go here.

Soon, the fleet entered the Sol system in a flash of hyperspace light, stopping between Jupiter and Saturn.

"We've reached Sol, sir."

"Good. let's make our way towards Jupiter, orbit it, and wait."

"For what?"

"For our friends to hail us." By that he meant the nations preparing to attack Earth. He, too wants a piece of the pie, but he doesn't want to be seen as a rogue nation. Not yet, anyway.

Still glistening in the space around Charon, the two carrier groups from the Imperial Republic picked up another large force entering the system, and dropping out of hyperspace around Jupiter. The information was relayed along the three non-flag Goliaths until it reached the Lark, and was played out in front of Fleet Admiral Vicken's eyes.

"Very interesting, I guess we aren't the only ones who decided to ignore the call to Bryce's Star", he said contemplativily.

"Sir, was that really a wise choice? We could miss something important", said his SiC, Captain Harold White.

"Ahhh, my good friend Harold, there is much you must learn before you'll ever get a flag position. Look at the fleet around you, then look over the intelligence sent to us about this other Earth. We could take the planet alone, we are merely saving ourselves some casualties by teaming up. Plus, we can get a datadump of the conference once the rest of the fleets arrive"

"Very well, sir"

"Good, now return to your duties"

"The coordinates have been recieved, we are sending the Captain over momentarily." said the first mate into the comm.


Captain Amelio walked down the long hall, straigtening an fixing his uniform as he walked. He stopped grabbing a ribbon device, from the armory on the wall. He carefully fitted it on his hand, before sliding his glove up over it, hiding the weapon completely.

Three replicator bugs dropped down from the ceiling of the hallway, and joined the captain, as his personal body guard.

(replicator bug) "A ribbon device, is that really nessecary?"

(Amelio) "I think it is a bit excessive, but that's protocal."

(replicator bug) "Just like us guarding you?"

(Amelio) "Yea I guess."

The four then turned, and walked into a medium sized empty room. Amelio then walked over to the wall and pressed in the signal button. In a few minutes, a wormhole appeared in the room. The four then walked through it, emerging at the coordinates which were sent.

"More of them?"

"Yes, Mister President." Garner replied, briskly walking with Stanton as they made their way to the Lilly Garden, where press confernces with the President were traditionally held.

"How many more?" Stanton asked, obviously concerned, but not alot showing though a mask of fatigue.

"We don't know. They're trying to deny us information, using some sort of active stealth."

Stanton swore, perhaps because of the knowledge that he had less intelligence than he would have hoped, or that he would have to face the unperdictable wolves that was the free press with more disheartening news. "Well, I've been informed that Kormanthor is raising the status of there forces. Raise our forces to Def Con 1, and make sure the Earl IV's are submerged and ready to launch at.... well, whatever appears."

Stanton reached the outskirts of the Garden, the reporters evident just outside, chatting lightly, worry on many of their faces. He sighed, and turned to Garner. "Rob, we may have to let the roaches into the motel. I want to know you agree with me on this."

Garner's face was grim. "I don't have alot of other defensive options at the moment, do I, Sir?"

Stanton smiled tiredly. "No, you certainly do not." And with that, Stanton stepped out into the Lilly Garden, and faced the quickly silent group of reporters.

"Good morning. As most of you already know from your own satilittes and telescopes, a fleet of ships of unknown orgin has appeared in orbit above this planet. What has been kept from you is the fact that another group of ships seems to be organizing at Jupiter."

The Palace Press Corps showed its worry by a rise of mummuring. Stanton continued speaking, overriding the discussion. "We are currently investigating the intentions of these visitors, and hope they are not hostile. However, in the /unlikly/ event that they engage in hostilities, they will find us, " He gave a grim smile to the camera's, "A bit tougher then they've imagined."

"On my orders, all units of the Triancian Army, Air Force, Royal Navy, and Royal Marine Corps have been activated. The National Reserves have been mobilized, and I am activating the Civil Defense Corps, Federally Registed Militias, and all police departments capable will be activated as Paramilitary Units. Prime Minister Decker will speak after me, and discuss rationing and price controls, should they be needed. I am also informing our allies of what we know, and am asking for their support."

I will leave you to Prime Minister Decker. May God bless Triancia, and see us through this situation."

"Mr. President!
"President Stanton!"

Ignoring the call of the newsies for more information, Stanton walked quickly, and with a purpose, to his situation room. Now was the time to inform those with a common cause of the situation, and try to communicate one more time with those in orbit. As well as pray to a hopefully merciful God that it wasn't heading where all signs indicated it was.

All information known by the Triancian Government was dissemented by encrypted land lines to all nations threated. A special messege went to Kormanthor, assuring them that any and all Triancian Forces would be avalible for their use.

One last messege, sent via the Triancian SETI's system of radio telescopes:

"I say again, my name is President Stanton, of the Federal Kingdom of Triancia. We wish to know the intentions of the craft recently entering the Solar System."

President James K Tiberius of the United States of America sighed. Half the population wanted to fight the invaders. The other half, especially the science fiction fans, wanted to welcome them with open arms. He hoped that this won't come down to an interstellar war, but he knew that it was a possibility.

"Mark? Are all units at Defcon 1?"

"Yes, Mr. President. The Senate is hammering out a peace treaty if things go well, and a declaration of war if it doesn't. Also, sir, I think you should get out of Washington. There's no telling when they'll start bombing the capital cities." The Secretary of Defense said.

"Mmm. Very well. Ready Air Force One." The President sighed. "Though I can't help but wonder if we're going to survive the times to come. Now let me get a message to the fleets. Hopefully, they'll be peaceful."

"Very well."

Message from the White House to space fleets:
"This is President Tiberius of the United States of America to unknown fleets in space. We wish to know your intentions, and perhaps...establish diplomatic relations with you."

***

To answer both nations, the Imperial Star Destroyer Starkiller was given the go ahead to jump to Earth's orbit by the dark Jedi commanding the Sith fleet.

A second later, the black ISD appeared in orbit over Earth, the mile long battlecruiser casting a shadow over Earth. The telescopes can't help but notice the glistening weapon emplacements and missile ports. If the ISD was ordered to strike, it could lay waste to a large part of the Earth in just a few minutes.

http://www.piett.org/images/isd01.jpg

Fortunately it only sent this message:
"Our intentions are peaceful. We will...confer with our superiors on your offers and on establishing relations with you. Please, don't be alarmed."

The ISD then moved to an orbit around the moon, taking notice of nations that do have orbitial weapons and space fleets of their own. They will be the ones to take out first when it comes to battle.

Stanton simply looked at the huge ship orbiting the moon, the image supllied by those ever-useful telescopes controled by the National Labratories.

"My God...look at it's size."

An Air Force Colonel walked up to the President, and the men congragated around him. "Sir, an AFRO-16 is ready to begin recon. If you will just step over to the screens here-"

"No!" Exclaimed Victor Navensky, the High Air Marshal of the Triancian Air Force. He turned to the President. "Sir, we can't do that! You want to fight a close quarters battle with our weapons, it would be best if the other guy doesn't have a card in our hand!"

"I see where you're going with this, Vic," Stanton turned to a communications Sergeant. "I want all AF-16's grounded until furthur notice. Camoflauge their staging areas, camoflauge the ground based ICBM silos, and I don't want one Earl IV poking anything more than it's comm-mast out of the Atlantic!" He picked up a report that was just handed to him, and nodded. "Good. Make sure we can easily deploy the stuff if they land." He raises his voice as to be heard by the entire room. "And will someone inform the United States that I can have aircraft running combat patrols over Iowa in 48 hours?"

(Gonna have a post reacting to this particular thing up later today, since BAST would light up like a christmas tree with a star destroyer appearing in orbit, and I'll be putting said post RIGHT HERE....so...watch this space!))

President James K Tiberius of the United States of America sighed. Half the population wanted to fight the invaders. The other half, especially the science fiction fans, wanted to welcome them with open arms. He hoped that this won't come down to an interstellar war, but he knew that it was a possibility.

"Mark? Are all units at Defcon 1?"

"Yes, Mr. President. The Senate is hammering out a peace treaty if things go well, and a declaration of war if it doesn't. Also, sir, I think you should get out of Washington. There's no telling when they'll start bombing the capital cities." The Secretary of Defense said.

"Mmm. Very well. Ready Air Force One." The President sighed. "Though I can't help but wonder if we're going to survive the times to come. Now let me get a message to the fleets. Hopefully, they'll be peaceful."




"Very well."

Message from the White House to space fleets:
"This is President Tiberius of the United States of America to unknown fleets in space. We wish to know your intentions, and perhaps...establish diplomatic relations with you."

***

To answer both nations, the Imperial Star Destroyer Starkiller was given the go ahead to jump to Earth's orbit by the dark Jedi commanding the Sith fleet.

A second later, the black ISD appeared in orbit over Earth, the mile long battlecruiser casting a shadow over Earth. The telescopes can't help but notice the glistening weapon emplacements and missile ports. If the ISD was ordered to strike, it could lay waste to a large part of the Earth in just a few minutes.

http://www.piett.org/images/isd01.jpg

Fortunately it only sent this message:
"Our intentions are peaceful. We will...confer with our superiors on your offers and on establishing relations with you. Please, don't be alarmed."

The ISD then moved to an orbit around the moon, taking notice of nations that do have orbitial weapons and space fleets of their own. They will be the ones to take out first when it comes to battle.


EKHODAS

Cloaked somewhere
near Earth


Lt. Commander open a coded subspace channel to the UKS Dark Raven.

Aye Aye Sir.... ' In a flash of hand movements the channel opens and the comunications officer speaks ' Ekhodas to UKS Dark Raven, Dark Raven this is
Ekhodas Base calling, the Admiral would like to speak to you.

UKS Dark Raven to Ekhodas, what can we do for you Admiral.

Captain I want you to pull up nose to nose with that son of a _____
flying that Imperial Star Destroyer under cover of your cloak, then just suddenly appear in front of him with all your weapons and defenses fully activated.

Yes Sir! Admiral

Moments later the UKS Dark Raven, a seemingly lone Super Star Destroyer
decloaks nose to nose with the Imperial Star Destroyer dwarfing it in
comparison.

Nireva - Parliament.

"What's that..?"
"I don't know, mr. president."
"It's.. Big. Unidentified.. UFO."
"Yeah.. It might be that what destroyed our rocket."
"Thought it was the fuel?"
"No, everything was fine just before it blew.."
"Shit.. Put Defcon 4."
"Yes, mr. president."
"Any way we can get to there?"
"No. No way. Expect that another rocket.. But I think it would be destroyed before.."
"Yeah.. Build 5 more rockets.. Not for going to moon.. To destroy that.. Thing. But wait for my orders. If they have anything to say to us.."
"Yes, mr. president."

Earth

Message to Kormanthor and VirginIncursion

Thank you for the early warning. We have not been watching the Juipter area seeing as none of our interests lie in that direction. We will take precautions of concentrating the in system defences upon our three most important placements. We will pull some of our ships to help defend the Space Tower.

His Imperial Majesty
Lord Nhur-Galladu
Balrogga Empire


Soon afterwards a number of Imperial ships appeared above the Empire. The Proteus fighters were commanded to increased their patrols. The Empire went to DEFCON 1


Bryce System

Captain Amelio appeared in an empty cargo hold. Waiting just outside the door was Commander Haugen.

"Welcome to the Bryce Starbase. I am afraid the view isn't much here, seeing as no planets formed when the Divination's drive cascaded and formed the star. There is nothing here of value besides the scientific data from studying the phenomon."

"That makes this place an indeal location for this meeting."

"It seems that we have a dozen of the deligates aboard now so I think there are enough to begin the meeting. I will show you to your quarters and we will start the meeting in a couple hours, to give everyone time to settle in."

"Here is your suite. If you need anything just contact the staff."

Bump

OOC: *Tag*

It sounds like another coup. I'll be sure to monitor this brightly.

Bump

In the blink of an eye, the Tsurani Fleet appered just above the planet of Terra. On board, Admiral Belisarius Swore. "Could you have put us any closer to the damn atmosphere?" He yelled to the navogator, who sat with a guilty look on his face. "Sir, the rift genira-" He began
"No, I heard the cordinents blare before we went into the rift, you where well off. Now, get the Aletthrian legion on the surface, so they can break a place for the rift gate to land."
"Yes sir." The whole room yelled.

Within the space of an hour, the Alethrian legion was loaded into dropships. The ships where launched, and the ships landed on the north coast of africa.

OOC If anyone is there tell me.

The BlackWolf Order
Earth, Sol System
Station BAST Orbital Command Center

"Contact, Sector Four!" The alarms in the Orbital Command Center screamed wildly as the object appeared over Earth, unexpected, unknown and unannounced.

The Captain over the OCC slapped his down on the cutoff, silencing the noise. "Any information on it, Sergeant?"

"Negative, Sir. Unknown ship configuration, but we are picking up weapons signatures, lots of scanners....Sir, they're feeling out the whole damned planet."

"Bloody hell. Continue monitoring, put an uplink through to my datapad. I'm bringing this to the Colonel."

"Yes sir....Uh, hold up, we've got a transmission coming through, standard frequencies, not High-Com. Shall I play it?"

"Yes, before I go."

*******

The BlackWolf Order
Earth, Sol System
Strana Mechty Military Installation

"....Our intentions are peaceful. We will...confer with our superiors on your offers and on establishing relations with you. Please, don't be alarmed."

Colonel Williamson touched the datapad on the desk, shutting down the message. "And that, Admiral Naismith, is what they're telling us."

Admiral Piotr Naismith, formerly the Grand Admiral of the Order-Kestrel Navy, sat back in his chair, in the office of the Lord-Commander of the Order. Ever since the Tempest left, he'd held the position and did not envy Lady Calleis in her duties. Maybe, they'd return, but he wouldn't get his hopes up.

In his longings for something besides the monotony of politics, he never expected a situation like this, a probable military situation like he wanted. Ironically enough, he found himself wishing instead for the politics-at least those didn't come with the threat of a hammer in the sky.

Nodding to the Colonel, he spoke. "Alright, Williamson, they say they're peaceful but you don't buy it. Why?"

Tapping another button on the datapad, a system map appeared on the main screen across the room from the desk. "Over the past eight hours, sir, activity in system has picked up to a frenzy unmatched by anything I've ever seen....Save for the time at Corinth Four, when the Feds were forming up to make a go at the Gywrr living there.

"Furthermore, the ship that appeared in orbit three hours ago has been watching everything happening around Earth like some sort of Fade waiting to pounce. Its weapons are hot, and it's laying a targeting plot on damn near anything they think can't sense it. I flew over while we were obscured so that they wouldn't discover BAST. ARTEMIS has reported heavy scanning, as well as ATHENA, so their positions are comprimised. They 'know' the Fleets are in port right now, they've got the orbital imaging of it, so I figure we should move them inside."

"How about Base NOMAD?" The Admiral asked.

"They've gone to EMCON One, so we've not heard a thing from them. They'll break EMCON with High-Com when it becomes absolutely necessary."

Naismith nodded. "I approve your suggestions. We'll move the Fleets inside, and I'll evac to BAST immediately, before the next pass. Is the SysQuad up yet?"

"Yes, Admiral, the SysQuad is now online. Command, Communications and Control systems are fully integrated as of last week. The system's a little buggy, but no worse than what was put aboard the Tempest."

"I dont like this, Williamson." Naismith turned to the other officer in the office, Commodore Edward Graf. "What do you make of this, Graf?"

"I say it stinks, sir. I'd recommend making sure the HADES are online, in case something attempts to land here. It might also be prudent to enact Contingency Foxtrot. The infrastructure is still in place from when we last prepared for it. We won't need to put out the coastal defenses, though. We will want to protect the major manufactories, Steele, Strana Mechty, Harvest and Port Arthur. Fort Alliston could likely be evacuated to reinforce Harvest, since we don't have much there. BAST is near enough to Steele that we can keep them fairly well covered."

Naismith checked his watch and then rose. "Alright, Gentlemen, lets get rolling. We've got approximately two hours before the next pass, and I want to be aboard the Hawk's Beak within the hour."

*********

Mid Earth-Mars Track
Sol System
KSS Cruiser Tempest/GLF Dreadnought Psamtik

The two starships ended their Fold between the third and fourth planets of the Sol system to find they were not quite as alone in system as they had previously believed.

"General, picking up masses of contacts from Earth to Jupiter. Sir, they're all over the place, and they're all looking around like a Lerk huntin' a meal."

"What's the nearest ship to us, Lieutenant?"

"Uh, transponder translation coming in now. Reads as the
Lark, General."

"Alright, open a channel to them and ask 'em what the hell all these ships are doing here, except, ask politely."

"Yes, sir."

Vance frowned, eying the masses of signatures in the tank for a moment before speaking again. "Uh, Lieutenant, make sure and don't say a thing about us being from the surface. I don't like the looks of things."

"Uh, roger that sir. Channel open, transmitting now..."

On board the Dominion
Still holding orbit over Lagranage Point L1
1 LY away from Luna

"Sir, message from the Vesalius!"

"Patch it through."

The main viewscreen in the front centre of the bridge shimmered, and the image of a blonde, masked man appeared on the screen.

"Yes, Captain Le Creuset?"

"Admiral, my sensors have detected several transmissions across the Earth's surface, as well as increased infra-red emissions coming from...hold on..."

There was a short pause as Le Creuset leaned to check in with his sensor operator. "...from North America. I believe the Earth forces must have discovered the entire fleet, and are making defensive preparations."

"Sir! Movement! Contact Two-Eight-Four Bravo has started moving on a descent path towards Earth! No wait...a few more ships have joined in the fray!" exclaimed his own sensor operator, a slim, and pretty young girl by the name of Miriallia Haww.

"Admiral." Gryzlov turned his attention back to the screen. "Looks like some of them decided to proceed earlier...we may have to descend now if we are to catch our objective by surprise."

"Those bloody Naturals. They leave us with no choice."

"All ships are to maintain full alert, level one battlestations. We shall start on our Earthwards track."

"ALL HANDS TO LEVEL ONE BATTLESTATIONS. ALL HANDS TO LEVEL ONE BATTLESTATIONS." Alarms blared, as all the nineteen ships in the fleet burst into a sudden flurry of activity. Crewmen rushed about, even as the various engines of the ships flared, and the fleet started making its way towards Earth...

OOC: Take it that my fleet did not receive news of the summit at Bryce...yet, and well I have one question. When all the invaders land at different places, are the defenders going to like, fight us wherever we land? Otherwise some people might not get action, lol. :)

Earth

"This is Babylon Control calling unknown ship. Please state your intentions. I repeat, This is Babylon Control. You must state your intentiond or you will be viewed as a hostile and Earth will take apropriate actions."

The silence was all the answer needed. The warships in orbit around the Babylon 1 Space Tower began to take evasive actions.

"If you aproach the Space Tower, you will be destroyed. Yow will be considered a rogue nation and be terminated. We advise you backing off and abandoning all hostilities."

Seven battleships Uplifted into T-Space. They faded into obscurity as their mass was transferred into the 6th dimension.

"You have been warned."



Bryce System



Several aids approached the suites and delivered this message.

Dear Sirs

The meeting will start within the hour now that everyone who is interested has shown up. Please gather in the central chamber at your earliest conveinance.

-Commander Haugen

meanwhile, amongst the mole fleet, unrest was building
OOC: Any messege in () is coded, and is not to be understood by anyone else but my forces
IC: (This MCD Terror to MCD Striker, any word from Svenson)
The officer left in charge of the Striker replied (No sir, captain cole. We are itching for fight as much as you)
(What is taking so long. I'm getting nervous waiting here. There are far to many ships here. We are serverly outgunned. I think we should move the fleet back to safer space. You, Two interdictors and a frigate should wait at the conference. If it descends into a fire fight, at least we won't be wiped out altogether)
(I disagree captain, but I'm of a lower rank. Do what you think is best)

Onboard the the 'Terror'

Ok everybody, prepare to move out to somewhere a good distance away. Leave Interdictors red claw and spam, and the frigate albatros should wait at conference with the Striker. the rest of us, let's move out!

Shortly afterwards, the mole fleet entered hyperspace, leaving just 4 ships at the conference

On board the Dominion
Inbound to Earth
0.75 LY away from Luna

Gryzlov watched as his fleet progressed earthwards. He sank back in the command couch...when suddenly...

"Admiral! We've got a message, recently decoded, just in! Text only."

"Oh, what the...?"

He punched another button on the vidlink. A green screen flashed, with a rectangular indicator flickering at the top right hand corner. He tapped it lightly with his finger, and a message displayed itself slowly across the screen...

"lkahrt983#0!!>> meeting...*&%_*&_^*$%*(6!!>><? Bryce System Coordinates...(*&^(%^*!_@$# interested nations )&^)-27$&9 attend"

Gryzlov's eyes widened. "WHY WASN'T I INFORMED OF THIS EARLIER?" he thundered. Instantly, all those working on the bridge fell into silence.

He clenched his fists, and took several deep breaths. Everyone looked at him, the atmosphere tense. Finally he calmed down.

"We HAVE to be at this conference. We must find out what the others are doing, so that we need not risk a fight...Prepare my shuttle for launch, and request the Helldarling to launch two GuAIZs and one other shuttle to act as a refuelling anchor. Load those coordinates into the autopilots. XO, you have the conn. Hold position of the fleet right here, and message Chairman Kimura to see if he can release the Kusanagi and the Eternal."

Having issued his orders, he felt as the ship rumbled to a slow halt. Rising from the command couch, he headed out of the bridge, right to the hangar, where a security detail was already waiting. Gryzlov headed straight for the Silverwind, boarding it. The security troops followed, and the Silverwind quickly exited the hangar through the launchers in the "legs" of the Dominion, bypassing the usual catapult launch.

Outside, his shuttle quickly formed up with the other shuttle and the two Mobile Suits waiting, and they proceeded towards the Bryce System.

**********************************************************
On board the Silverwind-class shuttle Silverwind
Bryce System

They had finally arrived at the Bryce System. Everyone, including Gryzlov, was amazed that there were actually worlds beyond the Earth Sphere.

"Petty Officer...Buskirk, yes?"

"Yes, Admiral!" The pilot of his shuttle reported back.

"Record down the coordinates of this system. This is indeed an intersting find," he ordered, then seeing that there was no station, nothing else around, he added, "Broadcast a message on all channels of our arrival, hopefully whoever is hosting this conference can receive it."

"Right away!"

OOC: There is a station as well as several Imperial ships and the vessels of those attending.

"This is Bryce Command, you are cleared to land. The meeting will be starting in 12 minutes. There will ba an officer waiting at the airlock to escort you to the meeting."

OOC: I'll assume you dock and make it to the meeting in the nick of time.

Nireva - Parliament.

"Um. Sir.. Something.. Something landed to North Africa."
"Something?"
"Yeah.. No idea what it is.."
"What is this?! Somekinda invasion!? Shit. Put Defcon 3.."
"Yes, sir."
"And.. Get satellites to spy that.. Whatever it is! And, if it looks like attacking Earth.. Get fighters to destroy it. Even we have to cross some borders to get there."
"Yes, sir."

Aboard the MCD striker

'Acting captain. Sensors detect yet another fleet has arrived. They have also transmitted a messege. They want permission to land at the conference'

'Open a channel.'
'Yes sir!'

'This Acting captain Stuart of the MDC Striker. We are not the hosts of this conference, however, we have relayed your messege onto balrogga, the hosts of this conference. Expect a reply shortly'

The Alethrians quickly wiped out anything within a twele mile diamiter from the landing point. Once this happened, a huge machine droped, and minutes later there where men moving through the gate. As soon as they came through they went about their tasks. Finally 100 great Monoliths came out, and then went as far away from the gate as possible. The Steel NEcrons started coming out of these machnes, and moved into occupy the pyrimids of Gaza.

OOC: Will do, Gryzlov kinda missed it. :) Will post tomorrow since I can't stay online any longer. :)

The Alethrians quickly wiped out anything within a twele mile diamiter from the landing point.

Isn't this Godmoding? As you can't decide someone elses loses?

Ooc: When Is The Conference Starting!!!

OK. But Can I participate in this conflict or not? Have I sufficient funds or ships or whatever I need to participate in here? I want to be a defender of the Earth because this is the place where we are born and I don't want that some stupid aliens destroy it!!! :confused: :mp5: :sniper:

OOC That may be true, but you have to work with brains here. Alethrians like to clear an area properly, and they are great fighters. COnsidering no one is expecting an attack, as well as the fact they are elitle, PLUS the fact welve miles is not REALLY that big, it is ok to assume it would be possible.

OOC: sorry, it took a bit of time to type this up correctly


Bryce Station

Assembled in the conference room were the representatives from Jingo State, Cam III, The Coreworlds, Moleland, Wolf America, and Anime-Otakus. Each nation is given an area along the walls of the round chamber, leaving the central area open.

The delegates are busy talking amongst themselves while they are waiting for the meeting to begin. The wait staff served refreshments.


Outside Bryce Station

A single imperial battleship dropped from T-Space, materializing in Real Space meters from the airlocks. The ship extended its mag-locks and connected to the station.


Conference Hall

The people were getting anxious as they waited. Commander Haugen entered the room and walked to the center.

“Esteemed representatives from the nations that answered our call, I welcome you to our starbase and I hope you are finding your stay comfortable.”

He turned as he spoke so he could address each member.

“I thank the nations of Jingo States, Cam III, The Coreworlds, Moleland, Wolf America, and Anime-Otakus for attending.


Elsewhere

A figure was escorted through the passageways of the station. The presence of the guards kept onlookers away as the figure walked through the halls.


Conference Hall

Commander Haugen continued to speak as he paced the center of the room.

“Our esteemed Emperor has asked you to attend this meeting to save the Earth from self destruction. He feels that…”

Echoing around the room, a voice interrupted the Commander. The voice was quiet but it carried to everyone in the chamber.

“I feel that intervention was the answer before some of you alerted Earth of our intentions.”

Entering from the side were four Imperial Royal Guards dressed in the white and gold of the Emperor. The figure who spoke was elderly but he walked as if he was ageless. He wore white robes trimmed with gold. His elderly face held eyes that even a Sith Lord would rather not meet. As he entered the center of the hall his Presence filled the room.

“I first came to Earth in the 1950’s from a world of primitives who had the ability to use what you joking dismiss as magic. On that world it took me centuries to gather the mages at would allow me to transport the empire I created to another world where technology worked again.”

He circled the floor as he spoke. The strength of his voice carried the strength of his conviction.

“Ever since the islands of my Empire arrived in the pacific, we have been changing and adapting. Once we discovered how to adapt the technology of this world to function in the residual eldritch aura that accompanied the islands through the transfer, we began our climb back up the technological ladder. I looked around at the world and saw the insanity of the nations with their nuclear arms race.”

He paused for a moment.

“I decided right there not to participate in their downward spiral of self destruction. I concentrated on building ourselves back into space. Using the failing eldritch legacy we put Babylon into orbit. From there we reached for the stars.”

“Looking at the nations of Earth I continually see the same nuclear madness of the 50’s gripping the rest of the world in fear. I felt it was time to stop the madness once and for all.”

“I asked you here to assist in a police action to disarm the nations of Terra so there would never be the threat of worldwide annihilation.”

“I just came from Earth 10 minutes ago. There are fleets of ships broadcasting our presence to the entire world and system. There are more ships in orbit around Jupiter than there are moons in the entire system visible to anyone with a large enough backyard telescope. There are invaders landing dropships in North Africa. There is a Star Destroyer parked in lunar orbit. There are active scans that are completely detectable to the Earth Nations.”

The Emperor paused for a few seconds to let the knowledge sink in.

“The police action I was going to propose to keep the Earth from destroying itself has been utterly jeopardized. There are fleets of profiteers trying to carve the Earth into their own petty kingdoms for the glory of a tyrant king.”

The Emperor turned and began to walk towards the Balrogga section. As he neared the edge of the speaking area he turned.

“I am open to suggestions regarding how we can salvage this. The alternative would be a hoard of scrambling backstabbing warmongers where everyone would be fighting against each other instead of acting as one body.”

Lord Nhur-Galladu left the center and took his seat, his guards taking position around him.

“The floor is open.”

He sat back and waited.

Captain Svenson sat back to watch to other delegates. would anyone step forward? He waited, and waited. None stepped forward. He rose from his seat, cleared his throat and spoke.

'Moleland has recently captured a planet of Humanoids who were hostile to us. The planet has been emptied of the population and we are attempting to 'Re-home them' somewhere else. Our Eyes turned to Earth, but as we arrived to take this planet, we noticed the amount of ships. Others had already arrived'

'We answered Balrogga's call to a conference. we would be willing to join this 'police alliance' if would be able to 'Re-home' the 100 million people on earth upon victory then that would be a acceptable term. If the emperor accepts these terms, the mole fleet in the solar system is at his service.'

'I yield the floor'

The High Commander sit back is his chair and said...

"The United States of Wolf America like your idea, Commander Haugen. Right now, our 386SF fleet is waiting for my order to do something. The nation of Wolf America came for Earth and left about 20 years ago because of their crazy arm races. They are all killing each other for nothing but land or oil or any d#$@ thing that they can sale for money."

OK. But Can I participate in this conflict or not? Have I sufficient funds or ships or whatever I need to participate in here? I want to be a defender of the Earth because this is the place where we are born and I don't want that some stupid aliens destroy it!!! :confused: :mp5: :sniper:

OCC: Transilvanie we would welcome you into our ranks, however, you
need to get JINGO STATES Ok, sense he/she started this thread.

OK. But Can I participate in this conflict or not? Have I sufficient funds or ships or whatever I need to participate in here? I want to be a defender of the Earth because this is the place where we are born and I don't want that some stupid aliens destroy it!!!

The United States of Wolf America are not stupid aliens. We are fromer Earthiers. We left Earth because of stupid Earthiers.

Meditating in darkness, Sith Lord Serpentus stretched his feelings across the stars, for Earth. He could sense the general fear and confusion of the Earth people as they stared at the numerous ships in the sky. He drank in the fear, allowing it to power him like some evil battery. He smiled, knowing that the Earth will soon be crushed under the boot of the Sith Empire, and so will the Jedi.

The Jedi. Weak and foolish to keep using the so-called 'light side'. If they only knew the power of the Dark Side...

The Sith shook his head, and anticipated the blood he will spill with his lightsaber...and his own Force strength.

OOC:
http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=355569, for you Rincweed. ALL OOC posts go here.


Admiral Gwendilynne Danevai, Fleet Admiral of the Second StarFleet, aboard the UKS Silencer; The PileDriver Class Flagship of the Second StarFleet. Secretly a member of the Free Earth Jedi Council suddenly feels a dark presence in the Force. * Interesting ... a Sith ... Must contact
the council *
Immediately she orders the Silencer along with its fleet of Millenium Class Battleships, Peacekeeper Class Dreadnoughts, Triliant Class Heavy Cruisers,
Koran Class Warbirds, Imperial Star Destroyers, Zeghvar Class Attack Cruisers,
KorIncursion Class Starships & KorAMRD SuperCarriers with three hundred thousand plus star fighter squadron into orbit of Saturn.
Captain remain in orbit here cloaked, and keep an eye on that enemy
fleet near Jupiter. I will be in my quarters contacting the council, disturb
me only if that fleet makes a move towards Earth.

In the blink of an eye, the Tsurani Fleet appered just above the planet of Terra. On board, Admiral Belisarius Swore. "Could you have put us any closer to the damn atmosphere?" He yelled to the navogator, who sat with a guilty look on his face. "Sir, the rift genira-" He began
"No, I heard the cordinents blare before we went into the rift, you where well off. Now, get the Aletthrian legion on the surface, so they can break a place for the rift gate to land."
"Yes sir." The whole room yelled.

Within the space of an hour, the Alethrian legion was loaded into dropships. The ships where launched, and the ships landed on the north coast of africa.

OOC If anyone is there tell me.

AELOULAERA CASTLE
Aeloulaera, Pearl of TwiLight


General Caesar I think we need to dispatch troops to North Africa.

Yes Your Highness, It will be done right away

OOC: sorry, it took a bit of time to type this up correctly


Bryce Station

Assembled in the conference room were the representatives from Jingo State, Cam III, The Coreworlds, Moleland, Wolf America, and Anime-Otakus. Each nation is given an area along the walls of the round chamber, leaving the central area open.

The delegates are busy talking amongst themselves while they are waiting for the meeting to begin. The wait staff served refreshments.


Outside Bryce Station

A single imperial battleship dropped from T-Space, materializing in Real Space meters from the airlocks. The ship extended its mag-locks and connected to the station.


Conference Hall

The people were getting anxious as they waited. Commander Haugen entered the room and walked to the center.

“Esteemed representatives from the nations that answered our call, I welcome you to our starbase and I hope you are finding your stay comfortable.”

He turned as he spoke so he could address each member.

“I thank the nations of Jingo States, Cam III, The Coreworlds, Moleland, Wolf America, and Anime-Otakus for attending.


Elsewhere

A figure was escorted through the passageways of the station. The presence of the guards kept onlookers away as the figure walked through the halls.


Conference Hall

Commander Haugen continued to speak as he paced the center of the room.

“Our esteemed Emperor has asked you to attend this meeting to save the Earth from self destruction. He feels that…”

Echoing around the room, a voice interrupted the Commander. The voice was quiet but it carried to everyone in the chamber.

“I feel that intervention was the answer before some of you alerted Earth of our intentions.”

Entering from the side were four Imperial Royal Guards dressed in the white and gold of the Emperor. The figure who spoke was elderly but he walked as if he was ageless. He wore white robes trimmed with gold. His elderly face held eyes that even a Sith Lord would rather not meet. As he entered the center of the hall his Presence filled the room.

“I first came to Earth in the 1950’s from a world of primitives who had the ability to use what you joking dismiss as magic. On that world it took me centuries to gather the mages at would allow me to transport the empire I created to another world where technology worked again.”

He circled the floor as he spoke. The strength of his voice carried the strength of his conviction.

“Ever since the islands of my Empire arrived in the pacific, we have been changing and adapting. Once we discovered how to adapt the technology of this world to function in the residual eldritch aura that accompanied the islands through the transfer, we began our climb back up the technological ladder. I looked around at the world and saw the insanity of the nations with their nuclear arms race.”

He paused for a moment.

“I decided right there not to participate in their downward spiral of self destruction. I concentrated on building ourselves back into space. Using the failing eldritch legacy we put Babylon into orbit. From there we reached for the stars.”

“Looking at the nations of Earth I continually see the same nuclear madness of the 50’s gripping the rest of the world in fear. I felt it was time to stop the madness once and for all.”

“I asked you here to assist in a police action to disarm the nations of Terra so there would never be the threat of worldwide annihilation.”

“I just came from Earth 10 minutes ago. There are fleets of ships broadcasting our presence to the entire world and system. There are more ships in orbit around Jupiter than there are moons in the entire system visible to anyone with a large enough backyard telescope. There are invaders landing dropships in North Africa. There is a Star Destroyer parked in lunar orbit. There are active scans that are completely detectable to the Earth Nations.”

The Emperor paused for a few seconds to let the knowledge sink in.

“The police action I was going to propose to keep the Earth from destroying itself has been utterly jeopardized. There are fleets of profiteers trying to carve the Earth into their own petty kingdoms for the glory of a tyrant king.”

The Emperor turned and began to walk towards the Balrogga section. As he neared the edge of the speaking area he turned.

“I am open to suggestions regarding how we can salvage this. The alternative would be a hoard of scrambling backstabbing warmongers where everyone would be fighting against each other instead of acting as one body.”

Lord Nhur-Galladu left the center and took his seat, his guards taking position around him.

“The floor is open.”

He sat back and waited.

"A noble cause, and one that I have often advocated to my own Emperor." Admiral Tarkin said. "Speaking of the Emperor, if he gets wind of the so-called 'invasion', he will try to call allies to stop it. We will have to put in measures to prevent or delay his fleet when they arrive."

A guard came to him and whispered something in his ear.

"What? I did not order such a thing! Tell him to pull back!" The admiral said, and the guard bowed. "It seems that one of my more reckless commanders have jumped to Earth, probably causing a stir among the people there. I apologize for that, and will take measures to punish him."

***

An SSD loomed ahead of the Starkiller. The arrival of the massive behemoth had some of the newbie crewmembers quaking in fear, but a sharp command from the Sith officers restored orders.

The Sith commander decided that he scared Earth's people enough, and returned to his post at Jupiter, where the other 10 ISDs awaited.

"I see where you're going with this, Vic," Stanton turned to a communications Sergeant. "I want all AF-16's grounded until furthur notice. Camoflauge their staging areas, camoflauge the ground based ICBM silos, and I don't want one Earl IV poking anything more than it's comm-mast out of the Atlantic!" He picked up a report that was just handed to him, and nodded. "Good. Make sure we can easily deploy the stuff if they land." He raises his voice as to be heard by the entire room. "And will someone inform the United States that I can have aircraft running combat patrols over Iowa in 48 hours?"

"Mr. President, Triancia has contacted us, saying that they could have air combat patrols over Iowa within 48 hours."

"Hmm. Their aircraft are more advanced than ours. We'll need all the help we can get if things start hitting the fan. Grant them permission. and increase our own CAPs while you're at it."

"Yes sir!"

"A noble cause, and one that I have often advocated to my own Emperor." Admiral Tarkin said. "Speaking of the Emperor, if he gets wind of the so-called 'invasion', he will try to call allies to stop it. We will have to put in measures to prevent or delay his fleet when they arrive."

Captain Svenson raised his hand and said, 'If this was to happen we would be able to delay his fleet. Our interdictors, two of them area stationed outside this conference have a device that can prevent a craft from entering hyperspace, warp or anything similar.'

'If you can tell us were your Emperor's ships are we can intercept them, and delay them for a while'

The captain was about to retake his seat when he thought of something, 'If we take this course of action, we will have to attack and destroy other invaders very quickly to prevent them getting a foothold on the planet. This could prove very costly, unless you have some other way of dealing with them?'

He then retook his seat

OOC: NO! Could someone give me an update? Please? Any one set in the UK?

IC: Earth:
The ships hung in orbit over the UK, disgorging transports out of their lare bellies. The transports neared the coast of England.
"Target reached, drop?"
"Yes."
As soon as the command was given, the sky darkened over the coast. Dropships were free falling from the sky. Within these pods were the Fallen Angels. Hopefully the gyrostabilisers will work when they hit the ground.....

"A noble cause, and one that I have often advocated to my own Emperor." Admiral Tarkin said. "Speaking of the Emperor, if he gets wind of the so-called 'invasion', he will try to call allies to stop it. We will have to put in measures to prevent or delay his fleet when they arrive."

A guard came to him and whispered something in his ear.

"What? I did not order such a thing! Tell him to pull back!" The admiral said, and the guard bowed. "It seems that one of my more reckless commanders have jumped to Earth, probably causing a stir among the people there. I apologize for that, and will take measures to punish him."

***

An SSD loomed ahead of the Starkiller. The arrival of the massive behemoth had some of the newbie crewmembers quaking in fear, but a sharp command from the Sith officers restored orders.

The Sith commander decided that he scared Earth's people enough, and returned to his post at Jupiter, where the other 10 ISDs awaited.

The High Commander said "Someone disobeying your orders, admiral. Ha ha ha," then said, "By the way, I have started reading your book."

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Back in SOL.

The crews of the 386SF ships watched the Starkiller head back to the other starships around Jupiter.

Captain Svenson raised his hand and said, 'If this was to happen we would be able to delay his fleet. Our interdictors, two of them area stationed outside this conference have a device that can prevent a craft from entering hyperspace, warp or anything similar.'

'If you can tell us were your Emperor's ships are we can intercept them, and delay them for a while'

The captain was about to retake his seat when he thought of something, 'If we take this course of action, we will have to attack and destroy other invaders very quickly to prevent them getting a foothold on the planet. This could prove very costly, unless you have some other way of dealing with them?'

He then retook his seat

"You again the Emperor's ship. Don't make me laugh." said High Commander Johnson.

OOC: sorry, it took a bit of time to type this up correctly


Bryce Station

Assembled in the conference room were the representatives from Jingo State, Cam III, The Coreworlds, Moleland, Wolf America, and Anime-Otakus. Each nation is given an area along the walls of the round chamber, leaving the central area open.

The delegates are busy talking amongst themselves while they are waiting for the meeting to begin. The wait staff served refreshments.


Outside Bryce Station

A single imperial battleship dropped from T-Space, materializing in Real Space meters from the airlocks. The ship extended its mag-locks and connected to the station.


Conference Hall

The people were getting anxious as they waited. Commander Haugen entered the room and walked to the center.

“Esteemed representatives from the nations that answered our call, I welcome you to our starbase and I hope you are finding your stay comfortable.”

He turned as he spoke so he could address each member.

“I thank the nations of Jingo States, Cam III, The Coreworlds, Moleland, Wolf America, and Anime-Otakus for attending.


Elsewhere

A figure was escorted through the passageways of the station. The presence of the guards kept onlookers away as the figure walked through the halls.


Conference Hall

Commander Haugen continued to speak as he paced the center of the room.

“Our esteemed Emperor has asked you to attend this meeting to save the Earth from self destruction. He feels that…”

Echoing around the room, a voice interrupted the Commander. The voice was quiet but it carried to everyone in the chamber.

“I feel that intervention was the answer before some of you alerted Earth of our intentions.”

Entering from the side were four Imperial Royal Guards dressed in the white and gold of the Emperor. The figure who spoke was elderly but he walked as if he was ageless. He wore white robes trimmed with gold. His elderly face held eyes that even a Sith Lord would rather not meet. As he entered the center of the hall his Presence filled the room.

“I first came to Earth in the 1950’s from a world of primitives who had the ability to use what you joking dismiss as magic. On that world it took me centuries to gather the mages at would allow me to transport the empire I created to another world where technology worked again.”

He circled the floor as he spoke. The strength of his voice carried the strength of his conviction.

“Ever since the islands of my Empire arrived in the pacific, we have been changing and adapting. Once we discovered how to adapt the technology of this world to function in the residual eldritch aura that accompanied the islands through the transfer, we began our climb back up the technological ladder. I looked around at the world and saw the insanity of the nations with their nuclear arms race.”

He paused for a moment.

“I decided right there not to participate in their downward spiral of self destruction. I concentrated on building ourselves back into space. Using the failing eldritch legacy we put Babylon into orbit. From there we reached for the stars.”

“Looking at the nations of Earth I continually see the same nuclear madness of the 50’s gripping the rest of the world in fear. I felt it was time to stop the madness once and for all.”

“I asked you here to assist in a police action to disarm the nations of Terra so there would never be the threat of worldwide annihilation.”

“I just came from Earth 10 minutes ago. There are fleets of ships broadcasting our presence to the entire world and system. There are more ships in orbit around Jupiter than there are moons in the entire system visible to anyone with a large enough backyard telescope. There are invaders landing dropships in North Africa. There is a Star Destroyer parked in lunar orbit. There are active scans that are completely detectable to the Earth Nations.”

The Emperor paused for a few seconds to let the knowledge sink in.

“The police action I was going to propose to keep the Earth from destroying itself has been utterly jeopardized. There are fleets of profiteers trying to carve the Earth into their own petty kingdoms for the glory of a tyrant king.”

The Emperor turned and began to walk towards the Balrogga section. As he neared the edge of the speaking area he turned.

“I am open to suggestions regarding how we can salvage this. The alternative would be a hoard of scrambling backstabbing warmongers where everyone would be fighting against each other instead of acting as one body.”

Lord Nhur-Galladu left the center and took his seat, his guards taking position around him.

“The floor is open.”

He sat back and waited.

Forrix's cape flutered as this newcomer past him. He listened to this speech, but knew it mattered not to him. He had his own objective, he only came here to please Balrogga. As soon as Lord Nhur-Galladu finished, Forrix watched other members of the meeting look at each other untill one such soul stepped forward. He listened in agony to this weak proposal of an alliance. But Forrix wished he was in the action....

"The Emperor mostly has ships all over the galaxy, doing patrols and pirate duty and whatnot. If brought to bear on us, the fleet could surely destroy us." The Admiral said. "And I hope you like my book. Some say it's too...radical, but what do you think?"

The Sith commander was tortured by the Dark Jedi's Force Lightning, for fleeing the Moon. But the commander managed to give a report on the current status of the Earth defenses, revealing orbitial platforms, sympathetic fleets, and the more powerful nations on alert for invasion. Not to mention a few invaders already attacking. The report was sent to Bryce's Star for analysis by the combined 'allies'.

"The Emperor mostly has ships all over the galaxy, doing patrols and pirate duty and whatnot. If brought to bear on us, the fleet could surely destroy us." The Admiral said. "And I hope you like my book. Some say it's too...radical, but what do you think?"

The Sith commander was tortured by the Dark Jedi's Force Lightning, for fleeing the Moon. But the commander managed to give a report on the current status of the Earth defenses, revealing orbitial platforms, sympathetic fleets, and the more powerful nations on alert for invasion.

"It a good read." said High Commander Johnson. He is lieing because he think it is just wrong.

"Well, in any case, we should plan a course of action should we decide to invade Earth. First, is obviously to deal with the rogue invaders and sympathetic defending nations."

"Well, in any case, we should plan a course of action should we decide to invade Earth. First, is obviously to deal with the rogue invaders and sympathetic defending nations."

"Sound good to me. What if those Siths disobey your orders, agian? I know it was a Sith that disobey your orders, early. I have my people watching them all." said the High Commander Johnson. Then he turns to look at Forrix. "What are the Cam III ship doing? My people said that they have started the invasion of Earth with out us."

As Jonson turned to look at Forrix, his armour writhed and squealed obviously sensing it's wearers anger.
"They are waiting in the orbit of Terra untill this meeting is ajourned." Forrix lied.

Earth:
The Fallen Angels had secured their landing site, killing anything that came near.
"Sir, we have a foothold. What should we do?" Lucifer asked Kroeger.
"We wait for Honsou, he will be here soon."

OOC: NO! Could someone give me an update? Please? Any one set in the UK?

IC: Earth:
The ships hung in orbit over the UK, disgorging transports out of their lare bellies. The transports neared the coast of England.
"Target reached, drop?"
"Yes."
As soon as the command was given, the sky darkened over the coast. Dropships were free falling from the sky. Within these pods were the Fallen Angels. Hopefully the gyrostabilisers will work when they hit the ground.....



EKHODAS

Cloaked somewhere
near Earth


Lt. Commander open a coded subspace channel to the UKS Mateo

Aye Aye Sir.... ' In a flash of hand movements the channel opens and the comunications officer speaks ' Ekhodas to UKS Mateo, Mateo this is
Ekhodas Base calling, the Admiral would like to speak to you.

UKS Mateo to Ekhodas, what can we do for you Admiral.

Captain I want you to quickly go to the coordinates of the starship making drops above Engand and explain it to him. You are hereby authorized to use
deadly force if you deem a need to.

Yes Sir! Admiral

Moments later the UKS Mateo, a seemingly lone Super KorARMD
decloaks one mile above the attacking enemy ship.

#UKS Mateo to enemy vessel, you are ordered to stand down your attack or
face your own destruction.#

As the Mateo broadcasts the message, all of her shipboard weapons &
defenses come online. Then hundreds of shiney new starfighters and eighteen Defiant Class Starships emmerge from within her hull. All swarming
madly around the surrounded enemy vessel.

# You have one minute to comply #

OOC: Hmm, damn your bigger than me. :(

IC: "My lord, we have orders to stand down."
"Well, it seems we got far enough."

This is Gaunt, we will stand down our attack....for now.

"Alright people, time to get back to position. Earth aint gonna hold it's own that easily without us."

The bridge crew of Pioneer One began firing the thrusters again, slowly but surely starting to move the gargantuan space station to the other side of the planet. They, along with every other orbital apart from the two Lunar ones, had been grouped together over one spot on the planet, sending various cargo ships down to the surface. Directly below them was their colony, just off the centre of Antartica. It previously contained 3000 military personnel. It was now far larger, containing almost 1 million. Nearly the entire Rinceweedian Ground Army was now hunkered down inside the colony. The colony itself was a near fortress, capable of repelling almost any attack from land, sea, air, and even space.

Pioneer's One, Two, and Three, all moved slowly towards the opposite side of the planet where it seemed that various ships had appeared and began landing forces on the planet Earth. Normally Earth conflicts didn't bother the people of Rinceweed, but there were reports from the probes and colonies at the edge of the system of large numbers of ships passing into the system. If all of these ships were in league with the ships already attacking, then Earth was nigh-on doomed. If the Orbitals managed to get the word out to the rest of Earth, at least preparations could be made to repel the attackers.

After that had been done, it was simply a matter of putting up as much defence as possible to repel the attackers. Most of the Orbitals had been sent to orbit Mercury while the fighting went on, and all the civilians on the rest of the Orbitals were now on the Orbitals headed to mercury.

All that was left now was to hope....

[OOC]: Sorry to post an OOC, but if you read my space forces listing in the signup thread, you'll notice that an Orbital known as 'Phage' hasn't been posted about ICly. All shall be explained later. Those who know what sort of technology I have may know why it isn't slowly moving along with the rest of the Orbitals.

"Sound good to me. What if those Siths disobey your orders, agian? I know it was a Sith that disobey your orders, early. I have my people watching them all." said the High Commander Johnson. Then he turns to look at Forrix. "What are the Cam III ship doing? My people said that they have started the invasion of Earth with out us."

"If they disobey again, they will be dealt with swiftly." Lord Serpentus said. "You have my word."

Captain svenson was losing patience. As speech after speechn went on, he knew that other invaders would have a stronger foothold

The captain slammed his fist down on his table and yelled, 'Enough debate! We must act now and quickly. I suggest that all in favour of this alliance should stay and develop a plan of action. Those not interested should leave. The longer we waste time, the less time we have available.'

He retook his seat once more.

"If they disobey again, they will be dealt with swiftly." Lord Serpentus said. "You have my word."

"Ok, Lord." said the High Commander. Then turn to look at Captain Svenson. "Go if you want to."

The High Commander get up and turns to Forrix. "You are lieing. My ships have watch your ship enter the system."

Captain Svenson looked up, 'Against my better judgement, I shall stay. But urge thatt hese proceedings hurry. We are wasting time here.'

Captain Svenson looked up, 'Against my better judgement, I shall stay. But urge thatt hese proceedings hurry. We are wasting time here.'

High Commander Johnson turns back to the captain and says "I have put the 386SF ship in the SOL system. They are watching to make sure the @#$% does not hit the fan. You have my word on that." Then he sit back down.

OOC: Sorry about the OOC but I will not be online between 4:00PM to maybe 10:00PM (Central Time). I will maybe on in the morning.

Admiral Vicken, as per normal doctrine, stoicly held his position over Charon, waiting for any word from the conference, or the allies who were there to finally arrive. It would be a lengthy wait, it seemed, and the Coreworld forces in the Jovian mini-system weren't responding to any hails. Though they had a good four months supplies left, and could have more transported out here if needed, he felt like they were wasting time, like every moment that went by brought them closer to disaster,

The young communications officer broke Vicken's line of thought, "Sir, we're getting communications from satellites in orbit around the planet suggesting that several of the fleets in-system have been detected, and the Earthlings are preparing to defend themselves!"

Johns cursed under his breath as he got up and moved to the comm station, "This isn't good. Have they detected us yet?"

"No sir, not according to any major reports. I don't believe their sensor networks stretch out this far, and even then, our extremely close proximity to Charon and Pluto masks our signature".

"Ok, order all ships to hold position"

"Yes sir", the orders were communicated through the officers SARA link before Vicken was even back in his command chair.

(Hey, uh, IE, I'm trying to hail you, since I've got a couple of ships rather near by, as far as space goes.)

"Ok, begin the drops."

Aboard the various Orbitals now slowly starting to move round the Earth, fleets of tiny drones started jettisoning out of a few select cargo bays. Each drone was capable of transmitting to around half the Earth with little interference, but the more of them there were, the less chance that if any were damaged as they entered the atmosphere that part of the Earth wouldn't recieve the message.

The newly appointed Commander Marenus of the Battleship 'Kiss the Blade' sat back in his chair on the bridge as the order was relayed to all the Orbitals and ships to keep them up to date on the current situation.

Is it really such a good idea to be broadcasting this to the entire world? If it was broadcast here that aliens were trying to take over, people would be scared, but they would at least be organized in manning a defence. Down on Earth, this sort of thing might cause mass hysteria. At least here we could defend against an other-worldly invasion. On Earth, they may not stand a chance. Still, at least it'll give them the chance to prepare.

The fleet of drones entered the atmosphere of Earth, standing up to the intense heats remarkably well, with none of the drones internal components being damaged. They stopped a mere mile from the surface, then began the broadcast. It would override all radio broadcasts, television broadcasts, every single device on Earth that scanned the airwaves, every device that showed media even, would show a blank screen and a single message.

People of Earth, the time to defend your planet has come. We are the Rinceweedians. As many of you know, our Orbitals have stood guard around this planet for many years, multiplying and strengthening, stopping the occassional incursions into the system by pirates and slavers. But now, the time for you has come. A vast fleet is assembled in this Solar System. Many ships and men have already begun attacking your planet. There is no time to ponder. Arm yourselves. Fight for your lives and for your freedom.

We will hold off the fleets as long as we can, but it will be up to you to fight back when the rest of them finally get past us.

We wish you good luck. We hope your planet stays safe. We hope you live....

The transmission trailed off into nothingness, before returning the normal broadcasts.

Marenus smiled. Now to wait and see those Earthlings reaction.

"I don't believe their sensor networks stretch out this far, and even then, our extremely close proximity to Charon and Pluto masks our signature".

[OOC]: Many apologies, but i'll simply point out that MY sensor network does. We even have a small underground listening station of 300 in Pluto. Just so ye know why I know about the other ships that have entered the system.

(Hey, uh, IE, I'm trying to hail you, since I've got a couple of ships rather near by, as far as space goes.)

OoC: Ehh, sorry, I must have missed it, I'll RP an answer as soon as I find the post.


[OOC]: Many apologies, but i'll simply point out that MY sensor network does. We even have a small underground listening station of 300 in Pluto. Just so ye know why I know about the other ships that have entered the system.

OoC: I say this because no one made any mention of my ships, or indeed, any ships out around Pluto, merely in an around the Jovian system. Question, does your listening post employ artificial gravity to bring it up to 1G? Or is it made of significant amounts of metal?

[OOC]: Good old AG. But we don't actually bring it all the way up to standrad Earth Gravity. On our Orbitals, and on the Listening Post, we only go to about .75 G's. This is mainly since it makes for easier changing of the bulky parts we use in our sensors. (I know Future-Tech usually isn't bulky, but each part does the job of what is normally about 15 or so. This stuff scans pretty much everything possible, from the Visual, to Infra-Red, to even Gravity distortions made by cloaked ships.

The BlackWolf Order
Earth, Sol System
Station BAST SysQuad

The SysQuad, a cavern roughly the same large size as BAST Central Command, buzzed with activity. The nerve center of the Order's Communication, Command And Control systems, it recieved everything, and issued everything. The control and power of the SysQuad computers, backed up by the Bastion's Core, enabled a processing of information so vast in abundance that a commander could grant himself a view from the highest sensor to the lowest-ranked grunt in an ARMOR fireteam.

It was in this Center that Admiral Naismith reigned.

As far as Naismith could see, the situation across the planet was worsening, governments consoldiating their troops, concealing themselves, digging in for a war. In orbit, the Rinceweedians prepared to mount a valliant defense of the skies, but against the number of ships they faced, they couldn't possibly hold.

"Admiral, we've got an incoming message...it trying to commandeer systems! Core lockdown initiated, transmission isolated!"

"Well, that was rather disturbing, wouldn't you say, Lieutenant? Wouldn't boost my faith in our systems if they could hack us at will."

"Uh..no sir. Shall I play? It appears to have originated from the Rinceweedians."

Naismith nodded. "Play it. Lets see what our sky-watchers have to say.."

The message was simple, eloquent, and most importantly, confirming of the Rinceweedian motives.

"People of Earth, the time to defend your planet has come. We are the Rinceweedians. As many of you know, our Orbitals have stood guard around this planet for many years, multiplying and strengthening, stopping the occassional incursions into the system by pirates and slavers. But now, the time for you has come. A vast fleet is assembled in this Solar System. Many ships and men have already begun attacking your planet. There is no time to ponder. Arm yourselves. Fight for your lives and for your freedom.

We will hold off the fleets as long as we can, but it will be up to you to fight back when the rest of them finally get past us.

We wish you good luck. We hope your planet stays safe. We hope you live...."

The SysQuad was silent, a disturbing feeling stilling the room. "Doesn't sound like they believe there's much hope for them, does it?"

Commodore Graf shook his head. "No, it doesn't sound much like that at all, Admiral. What do you think, ARTEMIS and ATHENA?"

"Yes, I do believe that they would be a help. Inform them of the situation, patch them over to Rinceweedian Firing Control. Also, tell the Rinceweedian's well do what we can to help them out. We don't have too many orbital assets, but what we've got will be useful enough." Naismith paused for a moment.

"Oh, one more thing. Make sure to use standard systems. I don't want anyone, not even friendlies, to find out about the High-Com."

********

High Earth Orbit
Sol System
Defense Platform ARTEMIS

Commander Henry Bartson watched in silence from his command center chair, housed in the heart of Defense Platform 01 ARTEMIS. Less than a hundred kilometers away, the sister-platform ATHENA followed, run by Commander Gregory Faulkner.

The two platforms were not overly large and resembled a somewhat large satellite dish with boxes strapped around its edges. Attached to the rear were a set of engines, capable of shifting the platform's orbit to a new defensive position, or even basic evasive manuvers. To prevent the Platform's immediate destruction in the face of a foe with proper weapons, it was equipped with a shielding system close to the size of those found on a destroyer.

The central dish was not intended to recieve signals, instead it was the emitter to a specialized high-powered Planetary Defense Hard Cannon. Its batteries held a charge for only a handful of shots, but the Hard Cannon was intended as a last-ditch weapon only, instead the platform more relied upon its small network of Point-Defense lasers to frighten off attackers and the objects held inside the boxes surrounding the dish.

The outside of the boxes were heavily armored, capable of withstanding several heavy blasts and inside were housed the platform's true offensive weapons. In each of the five boxes were twenty-four Fold-Space Missiles, each tipped with a light antimatter head. A single Defense Platform could overwhelm a cruiser with a single volley of it's missiles, several could chew apart a Dreadnought.

Because of the danger posed by the majority of these platforms, one of the first tasks of an attacker was to take the defensive network out, which is why the crews for a Defense Platform were largely drawn from volunteers. Of course, the volunteers manning these stations this cycle knew the odds of their survival were not looking very good.

"Commander, we've established a communications connection on standard systems with Rinceweedian Orbital forces. Ready when you are, sir."

Bartson gave a handsignal and a red light on the arm of his command chair winked on.

"This is Commander Henry Bartson of the Kestrel Orbital Defense Platform Zero-One ARTEMIS, linked with sister-platform Zero-Two ATHENA to Riceweedian Command. We've got our systems open to recieve firing solutions for our missiles and stand ready to aid in orbital defense."

The United States:

"The message, coming from a supposedly friendly nation called Rincweed, has caused a stampede as citizens grab guns and other weapons. Major cities are being evacuated as we speak, causing the greatest traffic jams in recorded history." A CNN reporter reported. "Looting and crime is up, causing many towns and cities to initiate martial law to crack down. The President is about to speak any time soon. Ah, here he is!"

Aboard AF1:

"My fellow Americans. Whether or not the invaders have come in peace, I have ordered the armed forces on full alert, and the National Guard is under federal control. Should the Invaders attack, know then that we shall fight to our utmost and defend our soil and our freedom! I will be making periodic speeches to the people from time to time, but for now: God bless America and good night."

The sun then sets. Should the invasion begin, would humanity on Earth survive the night, and the days to come? The people held a collective breath, as they prepare for invasion from above...

OOC
Page 6 I do believe, IE. Also, I should make my point with Rinceweed....We've got a network spread out through the system as well, all passive sensors. I mentioned it up in page three or four or so, my first IC post here.

Bryce System

The Emperor sat watching the other delegates trying to cover their actions with double talk. He knew what was going on better than the others thought. He projected a false “mind” trap in case there were any psi were among the others. He absorbed the surface thoughts the others were projecting, assigning each to a “chamber” to keep them separate. Assembling a profile for each individual in the room he ran each independently as a simulation to see what reactions they would exhibit.

“Enough of this petty squabbling and doubletalk. If you want to leave, then go. I will direct my ships to destroy any vessels that attack the Sol system with the goals of personal conquest or expansionism. All those who are willing to assist me in keeping Earth safe from not only themselves, but also from those who are greedy are invited to remain so we can coordinate our attacks and defenses.”

“From this moment all communications will be blocked until the Conference is done. We don’t want any of the rogue nations to find out anything more. The police action has already been horribly jeopardized, we don’t want any of our other plans to be broadcast to those who are against us, both from Earth and the attackers”

“This starbase will be the center of our operations. This very room will be our war room. We will crush those who oppose us.”

The Emperor sat back in his chair and took a drink from the glass at his side.

“You have my word on that,” was echoed in everyone’s minds.


Above Africa

Three Imperial ships materialized. The Enforcer Class battleship was accompanied by two Peacekeeper Class Cruisers.

“Attention invaders. Cease all hostilities and remove yourself from this system or you will be destroyed. This is your last warning”

The weapon systems went hot and shields were raised. Several torpedo tubes were opened and readied for launch.

“Any action, or lack of action, other than removal of your forces will be considered hostile.”

[OOC]: Ah, handy to know someone else has some inkling of what is to come.

IC:

ABOARD THE BATTLESHIP KISS THE BLADE

Marenus listened in amusement at the transmission he was receiving. Although orders from the Pioneer One command ship were piped to literally every single ship and Orbital, allowing everyone from the Admirals and Generals to the technicians to hear every word, transmissions TO the fleet were only piped to the Commanders of the Ships and Orbitals. And right now, Marenus was glad. If the crew of his ship was able to hear the transmission from The Blackwolf Order, they would probably stop work and start cheering. It was good to know that they had someone else on the ball, but every person needed to put all their concentration into getting the Orbitals and ships into position. Already enemy landing forces had begun landing all over Earth, although it seemed that many of them were around Jupiter, and a few around Pluto. As long as they stayed there for the time being, the Orbitals and the defence fleets could repel what little was already here.

Of course, when the shit REALLY hit the fan, the Orbitals would just be a delaying action.....

ABOARD THE ORBITAL PIONEER ONE

"Sir, we're getting a signal! It's from the two satellites we detected earlier! They're responding to the transmission the drones sent!"

Commander Calgar grinned.

"So, the first group to react to the little transmission. Pipe it through to the whole bridge."
"Aye Admiral!"

Calgar sat in silence as the message from the Defense Satellite played.

"So, they're willing to help? Excellent! Send a message back. Passive only this time, no trying to invade the systems to send it. Don't want anyone to think we're trying to take 'em over."
"Sir, what should I send?"
"Tell them....tell them...."

Calgar grinned again.

"Tell them that we're sure as hell gonna help 'em as much as we can. Also, tell 'em that we'll give them targets once the main enemy fleet arrives. We don't want them risking themselves against the piddly forces that've already arrived."
"Aye Sir, message sent."
"Very good. Now, send a communication to the battleship Kiss the Blade. My good friend Marenus is commanding it now I hear. I want him to go to Tell him to take a carrier with him. Full complement of fighters as well. Also, get a pair of boarding ships. The things can enter the atmosphere if the Earth forces can't hold off whatever's already landed, and start dropping off troops."
"Aye Sir, relaying the order now."

BACK ABOARD THE BATTLESHIP KISS THE BLADE

Marenus strode out of his office into the bridge of the ship. The bridge was only about 5 metres square in size, but it held all the bridge crew the ship needed. Most of it was run by non-sentient AI and serviced by the new nanobot systems that had been developed. The little things were crude, but they at least gave Rinceweed a chance against the enemy if they had the little buggers too.

"Alright everyone," said Marenus "we have orders to move to orbit over Africa. It seems that our friends have started landing troops there. Also, we're gonna be having the Carrier Ruth accompany us with it's fighters, as well as the boarding ships On Hiatus and They Made Me Do It.
Well people, let's move out!"

Marenus reflected briefly on the names, wondering why on Earth the sentient AI that had produced the ships had ever come up with such ridiculous names.

The Battleship, along with the Carrier and Boarding craft, began moving towards Africa, prepared for the first Rinceweedian action against the aggressors.

[OOC]: A short OOC message. I wont be online for about an hour at most. Hopefully the RP will have continued when I get back. A note - When I get back, I will RP my fleet suddenly spotting the Balrogga fleet.

[OOC AGAIN BEFORE I POST THIS]: Ah dammit. Before posting the above, I had a quick read through the previous posts to recap what had already happened. I only just noticed yer post about the OOC thread Coreworlds. Sorry about that. All further OOC posts will go there.

"Wernick, I want you to tell me how in the /hell/ did they get past the Aegis picket in the channel, as well as the FAS-12 we had patroling!"

The SecDef was using quite a large amount of self-restraint to not answer anger with anger. "Sit, they used a mixture of passive stealth and speed. The SPY-2 opreators on the Aegises didn't know if they were targets or ghosts, and the FAS-12's couldn't catch up."

Wernick sighed, and continued. "But, at least they've done what we've expected them to do. We have there landing sites bracketed, and the 3rd Armored Division is already through the Chunnel. We're awaiting the go-ahead."

Stanton waved a hand. "Do it. And remember to be ready with those demolition charges. I have enough to worry about without the Chunnel working for them."

In England, a large amount of military force is on the move toward Cam III's landing site. About 150 M60 Super Pattons, old, but still forrmidable, supported by M113 APC's, and it's Vulcan anti-air variant. Redeye crews in jeeps move in large jumps, searching for anything in the air that shouldn't be there, and there are bound to be a few Anti-tank crews somewhere in the mix.

Moving in another direction, already quite close, were 45 Brimstone Artillery systems, bought off of Samtonia when money was more plentiful in the budget. They begin to set up, and prepare to fire a volley at the landing site.

Aircraft from the Triancia Air Force move in the direction of the site, as well, 16 FAS-12's, (Raptors) moving toward's the Armored group for Air Cover, and 8 FST-10B's (Strike Eagles), heading toward the landing site, loaded to the hilit with ordance.

And Finally, just to make sure the tanks didn't have to do all the work, 120 cruise missles jump out of the sea from the channel, from 12 different site. 80 of these are filled with shaped charged cluster munitions, 25 more fragmenting ones, and 15, a special, aerosoled nerve agent. Usually, Triancia only used WMD's as a detterence weapon.

This was not usually.

"Sir, we're getting a hail from an unidentified ship nearby. It isn't identifying as part of the fleet of any of the allies, shall I respond?", intoned the comm officer quickly, almost impatiently, as his shift was almost up.

Vicken looked contemplative for a moment, but came a fast decision, "Of course, query them as to their purpose here, anything else?"

"Well, yes sir, they're asking why we're here", replied the now fidgety officer.

"Ah, it seems they might be Earthlings. I wonder...tell them we are here on a policing action that does not concern them. Afterall, is that not the truth?", the admiral finished with a laugh.

A Sunken Class Defender Behind The Sun
"Sir, there are reports of a whole lot of movement closer to earth." shouted a lt. operating the scanners. "Well lets confirm it soldier." was the reply he got from the captain of the ship. "Launch 3 Hunter Destroyers to check it out." continued on the captain.

The 3 Hunter Destroyers detached from the Sunken Class, decloaked, and prepared to depart. They used their warp drives, to travel to earths orbit. When they arrived, they recloaked, and couldn't believe what they saw. It was a madhouse, orbital constructs moving around, spacecraft everywhere, and even some footholds on earth itself.

Bryce Station
Captain Amelio sat in his seat, listening attentively, without having much to say himself. He suddenly became aware of much more than he knew before.

The replicator in his head, completly controlling his body, who had been transmitting everything Amelio heard, saw, felt, even smelled to all the other replicators. Soon, Amelio's replicator began to recieve a message as well. It detailed everything that was going on back at earth.

He then stood up, speaking out of turn, "I suggest we get back to the plan, but before we do that, I suggest you all make yourself aware with what is going on around earth. There is no element of surprise, no quick decise blow, instead we are looking at a formidable defense. Orbital constructs, star ships, plus all that the unadvanced earthlings can muster. This is a mission to save earth from self-destruction, correct? If it were up to me, I would just take out the sun, and let the entire system, freeze or burn. That ould put all the earthlings in their place, but we can't do that. So lets start on a coordinated battle plan." He then sat down, and acted as if his outburst had never occured.

"Ok. First off, we obviously have to take out the space fleets and the rogue invaders. Then, I propose we divide the Earth up into equal parts. Each nation around this table will choose a region to use as their own...protectorates. I've already had my plans set on the North American region." The Admiral said, laying out a plan.

A series of explosions rocked the building as the thirteen disheveled councilmembers sat down at a large oaken table, covered in plaster dust from the ceiling above.

Councilmember Varronas spoke first.
"You know as well as I know what's going on right now. Our top scientists have confirmed it. Military sats have confirmed it as well. Gentlemen and women, these are hostiles and they are attacking us."

Gorden rose from his seat. "The population knows as well. With that damned message bursting out in intervals, our entire population thinks that six-armed aliens will land their saucers in the middle of Valencia Square and destroy the city. We've had a few minor riots, but order is reigning-for the most part."

Pounding her fist on the table, Coucilmember Shavasteen shook her head angrily. "If we have order, why are there riots outside this very building? I've demanded higher budgetary alignment for the police and other law enforce..."

The head of the coucil, Esteemed Member DeClark rose and interrupted her."The time for petty squabbles is later. The riots are being contained. Our military is ready and waiting to fire on any hostiles over our airspace. We've got air superiority fighters ready to take off, ballistic missile subs scattered around the world. Our anti-ICBM defenses are up and running.

My fellow members. A turning point is upon us. All great countries in history have faced one such. Some overcame, others disintegrated under th onslaught. Let us pray that we succeed. It is now our fate- The fate of our families, the fate of our people, the fate of the world- that rests in our hands.

Do we dare ignore the warnings foretold by military leaders and top scientists, speaking of massive ships, bristilng with cannon emplacement? Do we dare ignore the warnings of other countires with technology far surpassing ours that also warn of danger? Do we forget the actions of some of these invaders, scouring and burning the countryside around them, slaughtering innocent humans?

My friends, my councilmembers, my fellow Samtonians, my fellow humans. I see no differint course of action then the one that I thought of when these invaders' presence was first announced. We must fight.

We fight for the old, so that they may see their children grow up.

We fight for the young, so that they may grow up free, in a world that lets them live their lives as they want.

We fight for the common man, the rich, the criminal, the just.

In essence, we fight for humanity. For even though we may have much evil in us, we have much good in us as well. That is what makes us human. And that is what we shall fight for."

+++++++++++
As the speech finished playing over all the airwaves, finished going out over all channels of communication with all other countries, Samtonia was silent.

The country paused, silence cutting the air, from the green plains of Varagesh where farmhands clustered around radios to the polluted metropolis of Samtonia city, where millions gazed on their televisions.

From every military vessel adrift in the sea, sailors heard the address over their intercoms, while soldiers heard it on their personal radios in the field.

As one, all wept for what the future might hold. And as one, all began a chant, a chant that spread across Samtonia, from the mouths of all in one spontaneous outburst of patriotism, nationalism, and support for the whole human race.
"This is what we shall fight for. For this shall we fight...."

“It seems like The Coreworlds has made a good point, and completely missed another.”

“The goal is to save Earth, not divide it into fiefdoms. “

“We must stop those who are going to attempt a land grab. This is a police action, not an expansion action.”

OOC: Hmm, damn your bigger than me. :(

IC: "My lord, we have orders to stand down."
"Well, it seems we got far enough."

This is Gaunt, we will stand down our attack....for now.



#UKS Mateo to enemy vessel, you are ordered to recall all of your surface attack force or they shall be destroyed. #

# You have one hour to comply #

SilveriMoon
Aerial City of
Kormanthor

Cloaked somewhere
over the Atlantic
Ocean

* Squadron Commander to First Aerial Battalion Flightleader launch begins immediately deadly force is authorizied. You are ordered to attack any alien forces that have landed on Earth. You can start with the one's in England. *

* Flightleader to SC, Roger that Sir. Beginning launch sequence now *


Suddenly in the sky over the Atlantic one thousand VF-9 Guardian Starfighters seemingly appeared out of thin air followed by one thousand
VF-11 Vindicators. All shooting off in the direction of England.

Aeloulaera Castle
Aeloulaera, Pearl of
TwiLight

* Launch command this is General Caesar launch the first wave of fighter's *

* Aye Sir, we are starting Alpha Flight launch processes immediately *

Slowly a huge glittering building raises out of the ocean near the VI
coastline. Then a twelve huge hangar bay doors open, within minutes of
the doors opening one thousand VF-8 Defender Destriods, one thousand
VF-9 Guardian's, one thousand VF-10 CyberKore Battle Meca, one
thousand Golden Dragon Destriods roar out into the beautiful blue sky
in hunt of alien invaders.

Mid-Earth/Mars Orbit
Sol System
KSS Cruiser Tempest

The communications officer frowned and looked up at the General. "Uh, sir, they're saying that they're a part of some police action that doesnt concern us. They'd like to know what we're doing."

"Lerkspit!" Vance stepped over to the Tank and watched the frenzied activity in system. Ships were coming and going all over, some even dropping on Earth itself. There were a number of emissions indicating fighting had already broken out planetside, but the Orbitals hadn't opened fire yet. Instead, they were shifting themselves to a more defensible position. Two of the orbital objects blinked from the cool neutral blue to a bright green, labels appearing beside them; ARTEMIS and ATHENA. About the same time, the Tactics officer spoke up.

"General, Captain, we've got a High-Com link into the Net. BAST Control is hailing us via High-Com and uploading an updated SitRep."

Vance nodded. "Looks like this systems going to hell in a handbasket. Alright, Captain, here's the plan. We'll have to let Susan in on this as fast as we can, so patch her through."

A chime toned and an image of Susan Tanith, Captain of the
Psamtik hovered in a corner of the tank.

"Alright, here's what the story is. We're an independent patrol stopping over at our usual port of call for the system, Earth. We've got no desire to get involved in a firefight for no reason, so we just want to know what's going on so that we can either assist with this action, or simply leave with our report. Understand?"

The two captains nodded, one flesh and bone, the other merely rays of light. "Alright, Captain Wotejenck. Your act."

******

High Earth Orbit
Sol System
Orbital Defense Platform ARTEMIS

"Sir, message coming through from the Rinceweedians. They're accepting our connection to their network, and sound pretty happy to hear us."

Commander Bartson nodded, the perpetual frown permanantly stuck on his face. "Not like we'll be able to do too much. Alright, they probably dont know our capabilities. Tell them they do NOT need to feed us Line-of-sight targeting. Let them know we've got enough range to cover a large chunk of the opposite side of the planet as well, in missiles anyway. When we're out of those, we're down to a handful of shots with the Hard Cannon."

"Uh, yes sir, sending message now." The specialist turned back to his board, while the Commander watched the tactical plot. Right now, it was zoomed to a inner-system view, but was capable of magnifying down to a single klick from the Platform."

"Sir! Two new craft entering the Net, identifiers Psamtik and Tempest!"

Bartson's frown broke to a straight non-expression for a moment before folding back in on itself. He watched two contacts between Earth and Mars turn green and the identifier tags appear beside them. "Its about damn time they showed up."

**********

The BlackWolf Order
Earth, Sol System
Station BAST SysQuad

Lieutenant Rickert, Tactical Advisory Network Operator, frowned as the request came in. Two ships were requesting Net connections via an automated system search request. He frowned further when he noticed the requests were via High-Com, as was standard. Before any more information came in, he turned and looked towards Admiral Naismith. "Admiral," he said, "Two ships requesting access and integration into the Net." He paused for a moment, turning back to his console. "Identifiers uploading to us now."

When the authentication package showed up, his eyes opened wide in surprise. "Sir, ships are identfied as Psamtik and Tempest!"

"Patch them through, Lieutenant. Tell them we're damn glad to see them, and that if they can slip back here to Earth to back up the Rinceweedians and the DefPlats, they can buy us a bit more time to prep our welcome for these visitors."

"Yes sir!"

Commander Belisarius looked at the set up. He then at the smoking iuns of a small village. Dman it He thought to himself. We will have to do something about the Alethrians.
"Captin," He yelled to one of his men. "Tell the Alethrians to back off, we want a planet we can USE, not another Laethrian induced ruin."
"Yes sir." The man said wit a glare. "All right you lot, get back here and stop attacking villages. NOW!" He shriked. The ALethrians insttly stop attacking people and returned to the new base.

In the Egyption pyrimids, Thousadnds of robots converted them into new tombs for the NEcrons. Without being askd, a further 500 thousand NEcrons had arrived, then gone into long term staties to await the time they would be awakened. The 300 thousand that DID allow themselves to be used where creating more of their own kind, using the life force of creautes brought in by the wraiths. The Necron lord stood at the top of the pyrimids, creating control gems on top. Soon the tomb would be ready.

THe Makalith Flag ship looked at the nearest Orbital. It signaled the fleet, and they disarmed weapons and flew towards it. They sent out a message.
Hail to the station in front of us, we mean no harm. We are hear to make a colony, and we mean no harm to the people. Why are your weapons ready? Why do you prepare forwar? COmmander Belisarius will hep if he thinks he should, so why you ready for war?

OOC Note, Belisarius is a ROman name, so someone on board would notice that.

Svenson had been listening to the speechs and outburst, and suggestions. 'It would appear', he said as he stood up, 'that one of us needs to lay down some grond rules. As the Emperor has suggested the police action, he should make the terms and conditions. We can debate them. I know we have been debating for some time, but it hasn't been going anywhere. So, what are conditions of this alliance?'

Svenson sat back down

"Ok. First off, we obviously have to take out the space fleets and the rogue invaders. Then, I propose we divide the Earth up into equal parts. Each nation around this table will choose a region to use as their own...protectorates. I've already had my plans set on the North American region." The Admiral said, laying out a plan.

"Sound good, Admiral. Plus I have four ships in cloak heading for the Middle East region. They are going to set of a base of opertion for me." He then stand up and stop at the the door. Then he says "I'm going to Earth, see you there." The High Commander and his two guard head for the docking port to the Timber Wolf.

After about 5 mins.

The High Commander was back on his ship.

High Commander: "Lt. Otemage, undock and take us to Earth."
Lt. Otemage: " Yes, sir"
Lt. Otemage hit some buttoms on his panel and the ship's docking lock unlocked. The ship easied back and turn around.
High Commander: "Open up a channel to a WASF ships here."
Comms-link man: "Done, sir."
High Commander: "All ships held to the SOL system."

The WASF Timber Wolf and the other WASF ships take off to Earth.


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Back in SOL.

Four Bird of Preys cloak and break away for the other 386SF ships. They all head for the Middle East.

"As I see it, the entire debate boils down to a simple question that needs to be answered before we continue."

"Are you here to help Earth or are you here to help yourselves to Earth?"

Nhir-Galladu paused for a moment.

"If you are the latter, then you must leave because I don't want you to know our plans."

The Emperor waits to see what the others decide. The tension could be felt throught the room.

After about 30 mins...

All the WASF ship are in SOL systems, now. They are heading for 386SF ships.
Then all WASF ship cloak.

Bryce Station

Gryzlov's small detachment docked within the station quickly, and Gryzlov's eyes widened in amazement even as they neared the station, and stepped out from their shuttles into the gaping hangar. He chided himself mentally for noticing this obviously high-tech and majestic construct earlier, but soon regained his composure. His security detail fanned out around the shuttles and the GuAIZs, guarding it, as he took two men, and rushed to the room where the conference was held.

He entered the room, the last in the line of delegates, and found his seat quickly, thankful that he wasn't late despite the last minute notice.

**********************************************************

Gryzlov remained silent as the conference went on. Various thoughts ran through his head, as he slowly digested what the other delegates had just said.

"Hmm, an alliance. This would serve our purpose well, and they could help in getting rid of those other high-tech fleets...well, my fleet is small anyway."

"The Naturals have forced us into space. We must punish them for what they did to us. I will not, neither will us Coordinators, forget the Junius Seven Incident. Indeed, this 'police actions' would at least weaken them... Looks like I'll play along with the plan..."

Having made up his mind, he stood up, and began to speak.

"My fleet is currently near Luna, or rather, the Moon as those Naturals would call it..." he paused, making an effort to hide his obvious hatred for them.

"...We can begin to set up an outpost on Moon as a staging area for this operation, what do all of you think?"

Meanwhile...

Dominion
0.75 LY from Luna

The Izumo-class battleship Kusanagi and the Eternal-class transport Eternal powered to a halt in amongst the small 19-ship formation.

"Commodore! Message from the Kusanagi and the Eternal. They are in formation. Apparently Chairman Kimura allowed their allocation to our fleet. Eternal reports that the METEOR has been authorised for use on this mission."

"Excellent. Report this to the Admiral," replied Commodore Natarle Badgiruel.

Above Africa

Another Peacekeeper Cruiser and Enforcer Class Battleship materialized, aling with an Intruder Class Strike Carrier. A swarm of Proteus Fighters launched and took up attack formations.

"This is your last chance. IF you do not ceace all hostile actions against Earth, our next communications will be done with our weapons. You will return all troops to their points of origins and you will leave Earth. There is no other option available to you. The clock is ticking your last seconds. Use them wisely"

All ships activated Torq Defence Screens. An erie cloak of shifting realities covered all the capital ships. The capital ships prepaired to fire their torpedoes and the Spinal Mount began to gather power.

"As I see it, the entire debate boils down to a simple question that needs to be answered before we continue."

"Are you here to help Earth or are you here to help yourselves to Earth?"

Nhir-Galladu paused for a moment.

"If you are the latter, then you must leave because I don't want you to know our plans."

The Emperor waits to see what the others decide. The tension could be felt throught the room.

Svenson, remaining seated replyed, 'As long as Earth or one the members of this 'police action' are willing to re-home the 100 million people, then you have the loyality of Moleland at your disposal.'

"We have colony worlds that could easily take the 100 million refugees."

The Emperor waited for the others to speak.

ASTERKORE COMMAND
CENTER

An undisclosed location
in deep space.


* Commander Nalholtra to launch command, come in launch command *

* Launch Command here , This Lt. Commander Aspec *

* Are the first wave of AIIGM's ( Artifical Intelligence InterGalactic Missiles ) ready to fire? *

* Yes Sir *

* Great work Lt. Commander, I have powered up the subspace catapult. Set
five hundred for immediate firing sequence. Feed in the prearranged enemy
targets and time index of attacks to the AI Interface.

* Aye Sir, time index and target information have been programmed already, missiles are ready to fire *

* FIRE !!!

Commander Nalholtra smiles as he watches the launch on his consules
monitor. The missiles fire in groups of twenty at a time and disappear through
the gate created by the subspace catapult until all five hundred have made the transition to the Sol System.

"We have colony worlds that could easily take the 100 million refugees."

The Emperor waited for the others to speak.

Svenson replied. 'In that case, where do I sign?'

"As I see it, the entire debate boils down to a simple question that needs to be answered before we continue."

"Are you here to help Earth or are you here to help yourselves to Earth?"

Nhir-Galladu paused for a moment.

"If you are the latter, then you must leave because I don't want you to know our plans."

The Emperor waits to see what the others decide. The tension could be felt throught the room.

"I am, of course, here to help the Earth before they destroy themselves." Admiral Tarkin said. Of course, he has no intention of giving up the North American region if the time comes for him to do so. he wants it so he could become a Lord Protector over it or some such name. But he obviously isn't going to say so.

ABOARD THE BATTLESHIP KISS THE BLADE

Marenus stared in awe at the fleet before him. About 5 large ships had appeared over Africa, where before there had supposedly only been a few landing ships. As if that wasn't enough, the larger ships seemed to be preparing to open fire....but why? They were in alliance, weren't they? Still, he would just have to hope his fleet was capable of withstanding the attack if it turned on them.

Not that it mattered. Marenus smiled. If he pulled this off, there wouldn't be any Rinceweedian casualties....yet...

"Hail the largest vessel in the enemy fleet, as well as the landing ships. I'm starting to think they aren't on the same side."
"Aye Sir, channel open."

Marenus cleared his throat quickly, before addressing the ships.

"This is the Captain of the Rinceweedian ship Kiss the Blade. We are the protectors of this planet. Please state your purpose here and withdraw your troops from the surface of the planet. We do not wish for fighting. We simply want peace."

Marenus gestured to the comms officer to cut the transmission before continuing to talk.

"Ok, Comms, I want a transmission sent straight to the Ruth telling them to start prepping fighters for launch, as well as telling the boarding craft pilots to prepare to enter the atmosphere if ready."

Marenus smiled. This would be interesting.

OOC: I am broadcasting on all frequencies so the enemy ship can have a chance to hear my demands for them to leave. Because of this you most likely can understand what I am saying to them.

I currently have three Peacekeepers, two Enforcers, and an Intruder with her fighters on location.

The Cruisers carry 10 fighters, the battleships carry 20, and the carrier has 100 fighters assigned to them. I only have 30 fighters from the carrier launched.

[OOC]: Ah, didn't realise. Oh, and I have the Battleship Kiss the Blade present, along with the Carrier Ruth and the Boarding ships On Hiatus and They Made Me Do It. The Battleship is just what you'd expect. Bristling with Mass Drivers and a few little surprises, the Carrier holds 30 Hornet Fighter/Bombers, and is armed with only anti-fighter weaponry, and the Boarding ships each carry 300 marines in Anti-Ballistic Armor. Each marine also has a single of the new mass-production version Pioneers Fire rifles. The special operative Jant uses them in the RP 'Jangle Jangle Ridge Military Exposition' if you want more info on them. In addition, each marine has a reflective buckler to deflect light laser fire.

IC: Marenus' attention was snared by the waving hand of the Comms officer.

"Sir, we're receiving a transmission. It seems to be being sent by the battle ready part of the invasion fleet."
"What? What does it say?"

"This is your last chance. If you do not ceace all hostile actions against Earth, our next communications will be done with our weapons. You will return all troops to their points of origins and you will leave Earth. There is no other option available to you. The clock is ticking your last seconds. Use them wisely"

"....so....who is it directed to?"
"No idea Sir. It seems to be directed at everyone in the range of the messages' transmitter."
"I see....well, it seems they may be here to help Earth. Signal them again. This time tell 'em that although we still want them to explain their actions, we're willing to trust them. Signal it to the fleet that sent that message."
"Aye Sir, sending the messages now."

England
I have ceased my attacks on the humans, what more do you want?

Byrce station:
"My men have ceased their attacks on Earth. I am here to stop the Earth destroying them selves."

Aboard the WASF Timber Wolf...

The High Commander was sit in his chair and looking a the screen watching Earth. Then over 500 missles come at of a supspace gate.

The High Commander jumps up and yell "Them son of b@#$% are fire at us. To WASF & 386SF move back to Pluto."

All of WASF & 386SF ship take off heading to Pluto.

High Commander Johnson: "Get me a channel to Bryce Command."
Comms-links man: "Done, sir."
High Commander Johnson: "This is High Commander Johnson of the WASF Timber Wolf. Some have fired over 500 missles at of a supspace gate. My people don't know who has done it."

Four missles hits a one Iconoclast Escort and destroys it.

High Commander Johnson: "Did you hear that? One of my ship has been destroyed. We need yall here now."

Emergency OCC: Excuse me Wolf America but I haven't posted any targets
yet. I am in complete control of where those missiles
go or don't go. Next time please allow " ME " the option
of who I " CHOOSE " to target. Do you think that is to much
to ask? Your ship has " NOT YET " been fired upon, but, this
little trick puts you high on my list of possible targets.

Iconoclast Escort
Also, don't steal my ship names.

Emergency OCC: Excuse me Wolf America but I haven't posted any targets yet. I am in complete control of where those missiles go or don't go. Next time please allow " ME " the option of who I " CHOOSE " to target. Do you think that is to much to ask?

OOC: Sorry. I will edit that post.

Also, don't steal my ship names.

OOC: I didn't steal your ship. I bought those ship on the International Mall from the horned rat. Look here http://s6.invisionfree.com/International_Mall/index.php

OOC: Sorry. I will edit that post.

OCC: That is acceptable Wolf America

ASTERKORE COMMAND
CENTER

An undisclosed location
in deep space.


* Commander Nalholtra to launch command, come in launch command *

* Launch Command here , This Lt. Commander Aspec *

* Are the first wave of AIIGM's ( Artifical Intelligence InterGalactic Missiles ) ready to fire? *

* Yes Sir *

* Great work Lt. Commander, I have powered up the subspace catapult. Set
five hundred for immediate firing sequence. Feed in the prearranged enemy
targets and time index of attacks to the AI Interface.

* Aye Sir, time index and target information have been programmed already, missiles are ready to fire *

* FIRE !!!

Commander Nalholtra smiles as he watches the launch on his consules
monitor. The missiles fire in groups of twenty at a time and disappear through
the gate created by the subspace catapult until all five hundred have made the transition to the Sol System.

Aboard the WASF Timber Wolf...

The High Commander was sit in his chair and looking a the screen watching Earth. Then one of the rader operators said "Sir, something has appeared in this system."

The High Commander then said "Put in on the sceen."

The rader operators put a button and said "Done, sir."

Then the High Commander jumps up and yell "What the hell is that? All WASF & 386SF move back to Pluto."

All of WASF & 386SF ship take off heading to Pluto.

OOC: I didn't steal your ship. I bought those ship on the International Mall from the horned rat. Look here http://s6.invisionfree.com/International_Mall/index.php

Sorry, I just have a ship named like that. My bad.

Sorry, I just have a ship named like that. My bad.
OOC: NP.

UKS SILENCER

A Piledriver Class Dreadnought

Cloaked somewhere
in the Sol System


Lt. Commander open a uncoded subspace channel to all the ships in the Sol
System.

Aye Aye Sir.... ' In a flash of hand movements the channel opens and the comunications officer speaks ' Subspace Channel open Admiral.

* This is Admiral Gwendilynne Danevai of Kormanthor speaking to all enemy
starships within the Sol System. We are not a country who wishes to
dominate anyone. We do not wish to start hostlities with any race of people.
However, you are greviously mistaken if you believe we will stand by while
greedy planet grabbers steal our home right out from under us. Futher, do
not make the mistake in believing that the ships that we have " ALLOWED " you to see are all that are standing by at my beck and call. You are hereby ordered to cease all hostilities and leave this System or we will be forced to unlease our full military might upon you. Admiral Danevai Out! *

Svenson rose form his seat again and said, 'So, are we ready to act, or will there be more waiting? My fleet is ready to embark on their first mission. What is our first mission?'

He remained standing, awaiting a response.

Captain Amelio stood up to speak once again, "I think, we should decide what to do with earth, after we have control over it. We should begin, trying to get soldiers and resources on earth, and then we'll have the orbital defenders and what not between a rock and a pointier rock. On the ground we should just eliminate, the governments and opposition. More importantly, I suggest we make an attempt to trick the earthlings. Lets make them think that we want peace, get them to lower their guard, and then hit them hard and fast. I think if we pull all of our ships back, and make it look like they are leaving, you know make a big show out of. Pull them out of the earthlings sight. Then, we should go in and ask for peace, offer them technology, some false promises, whatever it takes to get them to lower their guard. Of course, thats what I think we should do, based on what you all seem to want." The captain then took his seat, and waited for a response.

"Alright, here's what the story is. We're an independent patrol stopping over at our usual port of call for the system, Earth. We've got no desire to get involved in a firefight for no reason, so we just want to know what's going on so that we can either assist with this action, or simply leave with our report. Understand?"

Vicken read the return message quickly under his breath, "Independent patrol? Meh....no desire to get involved, hm?...assist...". After he finished reading it, he sat in his command chair, looking around contemplatively. It took him a few minutes to make his decision, but he eventually got up and went to the comm officer, ordering him to send a negative to the signalling ships and give them a sign of release.

With that, he returned to his chair...waiting...pondering...

The High Commander was thinking of a plan. He has all the WASF ship in cloak, now. So the earthling don't know they are there plus those missle thing can't find them.

High Commander Johnson: "Open a channel to the 386SF ships."
Comms-link man: "Done, sir."
High Commander Johnson: " All 386SF ships stay here at Pluto."
All captains of the 386SF: "Yes, sir."
High Commander Johnson: "Good."


High Commander Johnson: "Open a channel to the WASF ships."
Comms-link man: "Done, sir."
High Commander Johnson: "All WASF ships stay in cloak and follow us to Earth."
All captains of the WASF: "Yes, sir."
High Commander Johnson: "Good."

All the WASF ship have started head for Earth.

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On Earth.....

The four Bird of Prey have land in a desert in the Middle East. The crew is waiting their new orders.

The benefit of a large network of radio telescopes designed to /find/ intelligent life is, once that intelligent life is found, you can /spy/ on that same life with the same network. Or, at least listen to the chatter.

"General?"

General Rick Sharcon was commander of the Combined Triancian Defensive Force, which was about 12 hours old. He looked up from the battle map in front of him, which outlined the position of every Triancian unit, and every allied and enemy unit that Triancia was aware of. For now, it plainly showed the large armored force moving toward Cam III's landing site, with a small force moving off to the Brimstone Batteries to reinforce them.

"Yes, Flight Sergeant?"

The woman held out a transcript off a conversation."Sir, we received these broadcasts from numerous sources in orbit. All of it in English, and all unencrypted."

Sharcon raised an eyebrow, and took the offered paper from the Sergeant, scanning it. "All of it unencrypted?"

"No, sir. There was quite alot of locked up chatter. RIS is going through it, but they say not to expect anything soon."

Rick nodded absently mindedly, reviewing the document. He sighs. "Why, why does war have to be so damn complicated?" He looks up. "Order the Task Force to halt where it is. Artillery should have the area bracketed, but they don't launch unless fired upon until the order is given. FAS-12's are to continue patrols, and FST-10's should return to base."

"The cruise missiles, sir?"

The General sighed again. "There too far out to detonate or recall. God willing, they won't decide to retalite for the destruction we hope they will cause." He looked back down to the map, then looked up. "And get me Rear Admiral Rothery in here. I need to speak to him about replinishing the Earl IV's."

Bryce Station

The Emperor stood. He looked around the room, his gaze lingering on the Cam and Coreworld sections.

"OK, the situation on Earth is there are several nations who attacked directly without attending this meeting. They have blown our best chance of acheiving our goal of the policing action, removing the nuclear weapons from the nations in order to keep them from harming themselves and the Earth."

"Africa has been invaded. They have destroyed everything within twelve miles of the landing site and set up gateways. They are transporting their troops in by the hundreds of thousands in something they call a colonization. I am about to destroy the ship that brought the invaders if they don't answer my hails. Then I will send singularities through their gateways, causing extreme distruction to their homeworlds."

"That is the fate of those who are considering trying to grab Earth for themselves."

"It is my opinion they should be considered rogue nations who are trying to do a land grab. They must be driven out of the Sol system or we will never be able to consider Jingo's suggestion."

"I have approved Moleland's request for housing the 100 million refugees. I would have done so without their participation in question."

"Who else is still behind me on this policing action without claiming Earth or parts of Earth for their own?"

OOC Haha, Your underestermating the Tsurani Empire. You WILL not be winning this war easily.

IC Belisarius heard the message and sighed. Why did they have to do this? Why could they not allow them to live. He smiled, knowing the perfect weapon to launched against the Enemy fleet.
People of Balrogga, you have no right to question our motives, thus you will be destroied. I will NOT have your people insult me. THus, I will be desttroying your fleet, Good day.

He then signaled to the Fleet. They imidiatly powered up their weapons. They turned away from the Balrogga Fleet, then punched the rift cordinents to behind them. THe Fleet moved to the other side of the ships, their weapons instatly blazing. THe smaller ships lauched Kenetic Projectiles and heavy lasers, but on board the Makalith Cruiser, they where getting the Rift weapons ready. The smaller weapons fired, and the fighters came out of concealed hangers that allowed for more ships to be loaded. It seemed the very armour of the large ships seemed to shread, and i truth it was. The Entire ship seemed to break apart, then moce to attack the Balrogga vessles. Then the transports speed up, moving in to ram the bigger ships and deploy their deadly cargo of ALethrians. Then the Rift missiles where ready, and they fired at the largest Balrogga vessles, heading towards the biggest weapons. If the hits where sucsesful, then the weapons atoms would be absored and then sent to a differnnt place in the universe, but not as one.

OOC Will allow you to choose if it hits, but it would be a small chance it would not. Unless they are fast ships.

Orbit above Africa

At the first sign of movement other than the recall of the troops, the Imperial vessels already on alert went into evasive action.

“Damn, they don’t want to be reasonable. Uplift!!”

The 6 vessels activated their Mirage Drives and became ghost-like as they faded from the universe. The ships transferred into T-Space, or rather the sixth dimension. Waiting for them in T-Space were several more ships, mostly Torpedo Frigates.

The enemy ships rifted to the location behind the previous location of the battlegroup. The 30 Proteus Fighters were sitting ducks, being too small to possess either Torq or Mirage drives.

“The first four frigates throw a wave of torpedoes at them. Use a mixture of normal and Grav Torps. Frigates 5 and 6 do the same upon their gateways. Be sure to use carrier wave targeting systems for the Grav Torps. We don’t want to harm the Earth.”

The first four ships moved to different locations around the perimeter of the enemy fleet. The other two maneuvered to the surface of the planet, all while remaining in T-Space.

The Enemy fleet broke into their individual components and attacked where the fleet was. The Proteus Fighters were hit hard by the initial volley. About half were destroyed by the kinetic weapons and several were damaged, their destruction diverted by the bio-reflected armor shunting some of the laser damage away.


Planetside

The two Torpedo Frigates hovered 5 meters from the ground, targeting their torpedoes before dropping into Real Space. All active gateways were targeted with a Grav Torpedo and closed gateway placements and other targets like the Giant Machine were targeted with the Mk 72 Torpedo.

“Drop to Real Space and broadcast the carrier wave. Fire the Torpedoes!”

The two ships drop to Real Space and fired their torpedoes at the gates. They then prepare to Uplift at the first sign of danger to the ships, remain to broadcast the carrier signal.

The Torpedoes streaked towards the open gates, aiming for the exact center so as if to pass through. The Mark 72 torpedoes just aim at their targets and attempt to collide with them.


Orbit above Africa


The four Torp Frigates dropped to Real Space and opened up with all their tubes. Eight torpedoes streaked from each ship as they raced towards the fleet. Most of them appeared to hit the fleet but six of them slowed to a halt about a kilometer away and sat there, lifeless.

The remaining Proteus Fighters turn to face the attackers as the second wave of attacks hit them, destroying more of them. The remaining 10 fighters engage the multitude of craft, opening up with their Pulse Cannons, Turrets, and Mk 52 Torpedoes.

T-Space

“Torpedo Frigates 7 through 10 maneuver to take the places of 1-4. I want you guys to attack them in waves.”

The ships took position and prepared to drop to Real Space as soon as the first four Uplifted.

Bryce Station

The Emperor closed his eyes for a moment. Opening them he adressed the forum.

"It has begun. The nation of Lessr Tsurani has open fire upon our vessels when we were demanding their departure. They were the ones who called the deployment of nearly one million an act of colonization."

"We are returning fire at this very moment. I pray they will wisen up and leave before they are destroyed."

Nhur-Galladu took his seat.

Secretly: He continued to passively examine all the thoughts in the room that were broadcast, soaking them up like a sponge and organizing them by the sources. He was careful not to expose his Psi abilities.

Bryce Station

"I am behind Your Majesty on this one," announced Gryzlov.

"What we need now is a concrete plan of attack to disable, if not destroy Earth's defenders AND the rogue invading fleets. I think Captain Amelio's plan is absically sound..."

"I will order my fleet to begin setting up an outpost on Luna. I need it, and it'll be welcome to all present to use as a staging area," he added after a short moment, before taking his seat again.

Motioning to one of his guards that he brought along, Gryzlov whispered, "Get P.O. Buskirk to message our fleet. Begin movement towards Luna to set up an outpost..."

The guard saluted, and exited the conference room.

A few moments later...

On board the Dominion

Badgiruel watched as her sensors tracked various ship movements and heard several transmissions, from Earth, or one of the invaders. High-speed targets were detected a moment ago, but the fleet soon lost contact. That nagged at her mind.

Her fleet, or rather, Gryzlov's fleet, was hanging in space, and not doing anything.

"Darn it, when are we actually getting some action?" A fleeting thought passed her mind, which she quickly dismissed.

"Message from the Admiral. We are ordered to set up an outpost on Luna, Commodore," announced the Comms officer.

Badgiruel nodded, before tapping a button her own command couch right below in the Combat Information Centre (CIC). She spoke into it, and ordered, "Fleet, this is the Dominion. Activate our N-Jammers, and prepare to move out onto Luna. We shall set up an outpost there as per Brevet-Admiral Gryzlov's orders."

The various indicator panels on her vidscreen flashed as each fleet verified the command. Each ship's engines ignited, and the small fleet headed for the Moon. The N-Jammers jammed all neutron emissions, disabling any nearby electronic systems and masking their radar signature.

As the ships neared the moon, many MAW-01 Mistral worker suits were deployed, and they scurried about the gray moonscape, constructing a landing area, and base administration buildings, and whatnot...

THe fleet
When the weapons hit, a large amount of damage was taken. A full 17 Light frigites went down, as well as 3 Imperial Frigates. As well as this one of the crusiers was damaged. The Makalith Flag ship held its own, taking little damge. The Fleet seemed to stop, then fired a new slavo at the enemy. The Makalith Flag ship then fired their weapons, A new slavo in itself. And all shots hit the ships hard. The Ramming ships flew at full speed, crashing into the largest Balrogga and creating a hole for the Warriors to pass through. The without warning, three ship that had already attached themselves to board had the Missiles fired into the gates coming out of their back, heading towards the front of the ship where the Boarding ramps where.

On the Surface
The ALethrians started to run towards the Warp gate, before the misslies enterd them. When this happened they stoped, and waited for what would happen. In the comand room Belisarius looked at the moving map the space above and smiled, those missles would destroy their own troops.

OOC Ok, post what the missiles would do, thats what they do to my frigates and your ships. The Warp gates where a quick way to get from the ships, so now you must live with the conciquences, and the ships are loged on very tight.
Loses:
17 light frigites
1 damaged heavy frigate
3 thousand Alethrians

Not bad for one post.

The High Commander was thinking of a plan. He has all the WASF ship in cloak, now. So the earthling don't know they are there plus those missle thing can't find them.

High Commander Johnson: "Open a channel to the 386SF ships."
Comms-link man: "Done, sir."
High Commander Johnson: " All 386SF ships stay here at Pluto."
All captains of the 386SF: "Yes, sir."
High Commander Johnson: "Good."


High Commander Johnson: "Open a channel to the WASF ships."
Comms-link man: "Done, sir."
High Commander Johnson: "All WASF ships stay in cloak and follow us to Earth."
All captains of the WASF: "Yes, sir."
High Commander Johnson: "Good."

All the WASF ship have started head for Earth.

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On Earth.....

The four Bird of Prey have land in a desert in the Middle East. The crew is waiting their new orders.


AELOULAERA CASTLE
Aeloulaera, Pearl Of TwiLight


* General Caesar to Alpha Flight, four enemy Birds of Prey have
landed in a desert in the Middle East. Alpha Leader you have clearance to
use deadly force. *

* Roger Aeloulaera, we have them on our scopes, we're feeding their
location in to our attack computers at this time, Alpha Flight Leader Out *


(Over the desert in the Middle East four thousand starfighters streak
into the airspace just east of the four enemy birds of prey.)

* Alpha Leader to Alpha Flight, ok guys these aliens have repeatively ignored our warnings. Alpha Flight we have just recieved the greenlight from
General Caesar. Activate weapons & defensive shields. Alpha Flight lets explain it to them in the strongest of terms..... ATTACK!!!!!!! *

( Immediately the four thousand starfighters descend from all directions upon the resting birds of prey, hitting them with every weapon
in their arsonal. And as they do Alpha Leader sends the Birds Of Prey this
Message knowing it will be heard by the ships in orbit. )

* Alien Vessels you have been told to leave and ignored the warnings
, now it's time to die! *

Nireva - Parliament.

"They got more.. Craft there. And.. Men."
"Put us Defcon2. Try contact them!"
"Defcon2?"
"Yes!"
"Yes, sir."
"And.. If they don't answer.. Get the damn Gripens there and blow them. Understand?"
"Yes, sir.."

Ooc.
I'm gonna let you to RP my message. As the president doesn't write it. :p

AELOULAERA CASTLE
Aeloulaera, Pearl Of TwiLight


* General Caesar to Alpha Flight, four enemy Birds of Prey have
landed in a desert in the Middle East. Alpha Leader you have clearance to
use deadly force. *

* Roger Aeloulaera, we have them on our scopes, we're feeding their
location in to our attack computers at this time, Alpha Flight Leader Out *


(Over the desert in the Middle East four thousand starfighters streak
into the airspace just east of the four enemy birds of prey.)

* Alpha Leader to Alpha Flight, ok guys these aliens have repeatively ignored our warnings. Alpha Flight we have just recieved the greenlight from
General Caesar. Activate weapons & defensive shields. Alpha Flight lets explain it to them in the strongest of terms..... ATTACK!!!!!!! *

( Immediately the four thousand starfighters descend from all directions upon the resting birds of prey, hitting them with every weapon
in their arsonal. And as they do Alpha Leader sends the Birds Of Prey this
Message knowing it will be heard by the ships in orbit. )

* Alien Vessels you have been told to leave and ignored the warnings
, now it's time to die! *




UKS SILENCER

A Piledriver Class Dreadnought

Cloaked somewhere
in the Sol System


Lt. Commander open a uncoded subspace channel to all fleet ships in the Sol
System.

Aye Aye Sir.... ' In a flash of hand movements the channel opens and the comunications officer speaks ' Subspace Channel open Admiral.

* UKS Silencer to all Fleet starships. This is Admiral Gwendilynne Danevai
we played enough of these games with these aliens. They have been repeatively warned to leave, yet they are still here. Because of this I have
no reason to believe that they intend to in the future. Ladies and Gentlemen
I am afraid they need to feel our power in order to understand that we are
not to be trifuled with.
We have just recieved new orders from King Mateo & The Councils, I
am immediately granting authority to use deadly force against all enemy alien
starships within the Sol System!

( Immediately one hundred fifty Matter/Antimatter Intergalactic Missiles attack the Alien Jupiter Fleet by emerging from subspace within their protective screens and shields striking their hull & exploding.
One hundred fifty more strike the
Alien Pluto fleet in the same manner. The remaining two hundred strike enemy
starships in or near Earth orbit.
Seconds after these attacks occur a monsterously
huge starship that very closely resembles a twenty five mile long, fifteen
mile wide golden dragon glittering with thousands of diffent types of energy shooting gun implacements, railguns and starfighter squadrons, twenty three more KorARMD SuperCarriers (that immediately start launching their squadrons, One PileDriver Class PlanetBuster, 7 five mile long Peacekeeper, DREADNOUGHTS ( their glittering gun implacements activated and locked on enemy starships launching star fighter squadrons, 6 Imperial Star Destroyers;launching star fighter squadrons, 5 Triliant Class Heavy Cruisers;launching star fighter squadrons , 5 Koran Class Warbirds;launching star fighter squadrons , 7 KorIncursion Class Starships, 10 Zeghvar Class Attack Heavy Cruisers;launching star fighter squadrons decloak in a very high Earth Orbit and continue the attack of enemy starships
PLUS the Super Star Destroyer and KorARMD SuperCarrier already in orbit, whom join in the attack.

( TOTAL SQUADRON CRAFT = 300,OOO starfighters & 414 Defiant Class Starships )

AELOULAERA CASTLE
Aeloulaera, Pearl Of TwiLight


* General Caesar to Alpha Flight, four enemy Birds of Prey have
landed in a desert in the Middle East. Alpha Leader you have clearance to
use deadly force. *

* Roger Aeloulaera, we have them on our scopes, we're feeding their
location in to our attack computers at this time, Alpha Flight Leader Out *


(Over the desert in the Middle East four thousand starfighters streak
into the airspace just east of the four enemy birds of prey.)

* Alpha Leader to Alpha Flight, ok guys these aliens have repeatively ignored our warnings. Alpha Flight we have just recieved the greenlight from
General Caesar. Activate weapons & defensive shields. Alpha Flight lets explain it to them in the strongest of terms..... ATTACK!!!!!!! *

( Immediately the four thousand starfighters descend from all directions upon the resting birds of prey, hitting them with every weapon
in their arsonal. And as they do Alpha Leader sends the Birds Of Prey this
Message knowing it will be heard by the ships in orbit. )

* Alien Vessels you have been told to leave and ignored the warnings
, now it's time to die! *

OOC: The birds of Preys are cloaked. So, you can see them or find them. They have been cloak seen, they where heading for the Middle East. They are Klingon Bird of Preys. The only way you could find them is to use gound forces. It would take off 200 million or more troops to seach the whole Middle East. So, edit this post or delete it.

Abord the Wolf Timber Wolf....

High Commander was sitting his chair as his fleet head to the Middle East.
He knew that that nobody could see them because they all are cloaked.

High Commander Johnson: "Have all the soliers ready to unload and sat up a base."
Commander Kil Del'Agers: "Yes, sir."
High Commander Johnson: "Good."

Commander Kil Del'Agers runs to where the soliers are waiting.

Commander Kil Del'Agers: "Our orders are to be ready when we land and to sat up a base."
All troops: "Yes, sir."

UKS SILENCER

A Piledriver Class Dreadnought

Cloaked somewhere
in the Sol System


Lt. Commander open a uncoded subspace channel to all fleet ships in the Sol
System.

Aye Aye Sir.... ' In a flash of hand movements the channel opens and the comunications officer speaks ' Subspace Channel open Admiral.

* UKS Silencer to all Fleet starships. This is Admiral Gwendilynne Danevai
we played enough of these games with these aliens. They have been repeatively warned to leave, yet they are still here. Because of this I have
no reason to believe that they intend to in the future. Ladies and Gentlemen
I am afraid they need to feel our power in order to understand that we are
not to be trifuled with.
We have just recieved new orders from King Mateo & The Councils, I
am immediately granting authority to use deadly force against all enemy alien
starships within the Sol System!

( Immediately one hundred fifty Matter/Antimatter Intergalactic Missiles attack the Alien Jupiter Fleet by emerging from subspace within their protective screens and shields striking their hull & exploding.
One hundred fifty more strike the
Alien Pluto fleet in the same manner. The remaining two hundred strike enemy
starship in or near Earth orbit.
Seconds after these attacks occur a monsterously
huge starship that very closely resembles a twenty five mile long, fifteen
mile wide golden dragon glittering with thousands of diffent types of energy shooting gun implacements and railguns, eleven more KorARMD SuperCarriers
(that immediately start launching their squadrons ), 3 five mile long Peacekeeper DREADNOUGHTS ( their glittering gun implacements activated
and locked on enemy starships, 3 Imperial Star Destroyers, 7 KorIncursion
Class Starships, 5 Zeghvar Class Attack Heavy Cruisers decloak in a very high
Earth Orbit and continue the attack of enemy starships.

All 386SF at Pluto warp out of SOL before the missle got near them.

Secret IC:

Captian Ivan Rodriguez had his order to leave the system, if any attack was coming there way. His order was to regroup will the rest of the 386SF ships and come back in force after the High Commander call him.

The BlackWolf Order
Earth, Sol System
Station BAST SysQuad

"Admiral, we've got a huge amount of activity over Africa, centered on Egypt. Shall I put it up?"

Naismith turned his head from the report in his hands. "Yes, Lieutenant. Up on the Main, please."

The Main Screen, covering an entire wall and part of the ceiling, shifted views from Near-Earth Orbital tracking to the chaos unfolding over Africa. Blossoms of sub-atomic fire bloomed among the jumble of ships and troops; even the ancient pyramids, housing enemy troops, were not spared in the onslaught.

"Who are those attacking the landing groups?"

The Lieutenant shook his head. "Not sure, they've not identified themselves."

Naismith leaned back and stared at the screen. "Whoever they are, they're certianly thorough. And dont appear to care too much for the sites."

Another Lieutenant looked up. "Admiral, we've got a message coming in from ARTEMIS, they're asking if they should leave GeoSync and make a pass over Africa."

Naismith watched the battle for another moment. "No, tell them to hold station overhead. They're all we've got for orbital defenses until Kaerion gets here, and even then, those ships have to stay mobile to be effective. ARTEMIS and ATHENA are to remain in GeoSync and hold their fire until we release them. They are still to remain patched through with Rinceweedian Control."

Commodore Graf stepped up beside the Admiral. "Sir, I dont like this," he said, his voice a low whisper. "Too many different groups all at once. For all we know, these people could be just clearing the first group out to make room for themselves. I don't trust these guys, no matter what they're doing. Hell, I'm having a hard enough time trusting the Rinceweedians, and we've seen them in orbit for years!"

Admiral Naismith chuckled slightly. "Mister Graf, you have a hard enough time trusting your own mother. I hardly find it unbelievable you cannot trust these new comers." He held up a hand to still Graf's opening mouth. "Now, Mister Graf, I'm not saying I trust them either, but I'm going to give them the benefit of the doubt while watching them like a Lerk."

"...Ah. Yes sir..."

**********

Mid-Earth, Mars Orbits
Sol System
KSS Cruiser Tempest

Vance watched the system plot in the Tank, frowning darkly at what he was seeing. The Lark had responded negatively to their queries, leaving them in a position where proceeding with the mission would compromise their cover as an independent patrol. The only option that helped either right now was to remain on station watching the events in-system play out, and that would quickly defeat their mission.

The current chaos unfolding over Africa was disturbing, one unknown fighting another, and the other fleets parking themselves in-system were complicating the situatin with every ship added. Considering what the Earth had available in space the Orbitals would not, could not hold. The Tempest and Psamtik were too valuable to sacrifice in a futile defense of the High Orbitals, but they could leave a number of fighters and System Patrol Craft, all of which were atmosphereic capable, behind to help defend the lower orbits and airspace.

They'd also have to unload both ship's compliments of Marines and Kestrels as well as the weapons and STARMOR II cache the Psamtik brought over. That could at least be done by the SPCs, since between the two ships and those patrol craft on the ground there was enough lifting power to empty both ships in a single trip. Vance would proceed to the surface with the Kestrels and GLF Marines to provide leadership on the ground campaign, while the two starships would enter into harassing missions against the hostiles.

Despite the plan of action forming in his mind, Vance knew the orbitals were still not yet lost. He pulled out his Command pen and highlighted Luna, downloading the satellite's current SitRep to his datapad.

"Lieutenant, those contacts the Net pointed out to us earlier, those making for the Lunar Surface. Do we have any further updates?"

The Lieutenant checked the raw data feeding in from his sensors and then nodded. "Yes sir, they've landed on the Dark Side. There's activity on the surface, they've got something screwing with the Sensor Net."

"Lovely. What about enemy disposition of forces?"

A blurred visual appeared on the main screen, prompted by the Lieutenant. The ship's AI sharpened it fairly well, showing a group of ships much larger than what the single Dreadnought and Cruiser could take on their own. Vance whistled at the image of the ships. "Impressive. We're not going to take them on our own...but we can hit them on the surface. No sense in letting them set up a base without paying a toll. Captain? What do you think?"

Wotejenck frowned and stroked his mustache "We can't hit them from the Light-Side of the Moon, the telementry from the Net in this particular instance is absolutely horrible. We're going to have to pop in on the Dark Side and take a few seconds to see where to hit."

"Thats what I thought. We don't know if they can detect us in Subspace Drive, so we'll want to do a Combat Fold to the edge of our range and let a volley fly, set for surface detonation. We'll use subspace to bring us in orbit of Earth, between ARTEMIS and ATHENA."

Wotejenck nodded. "Sounds good, sir. I'll inform Captain Tanith."

Kaerion turned towards the ship's pilot, who was currently not hidden inside the Control Pod. "What do you say, Farth? Think we could switch quick from Fold to Subspace drive systems?"

The Lieutenant, one of the original pilots of the Bastion before it went down, thought hard for a moment. "It wont be too fast, sir," he said after a pause. "There'll be a thirty-five second drive switchover sequence immediately after fold, and then it'll take us another minute to enter subspace. We'll have manuvering and such during the entry process, but we need to build up the drive power for penetrating the spatial fabric."

"Why the minute wait Lieutenant," Vance asked. "Shouldn't it take much less time?"

Farth nodded and then pointed at his display. "There's a Slipstream forming in the general area of Luna, and getting in there'll make things rough. We can do it, but the transition will be quite shaky. We dont go in with enough power and the Slipstream'll carry us to the middle of Jupiter or something before we built enough power up to regain control."

Vance punched out a calculation on his datapad and then smiled slightly. "Two minutes then, enough time to fire off two salvos with complete target re-prioritizing. First will be the surface, and then we'll say hello to the fleet."


***

It was another half an hour before the ships were ready to perform the Combat Fold. They would be appearing at a distance three-quarters the diameter of Earth, the very edge of their missile range, from the Dark Side of Luna. The first salvo, between the two ships totalling to one hundred and ten missiles, would strke the surface, scouring it of the enemy. The second volley would land amidst the fleet of ships, and then the Dreadnought and Cruiser would flee in the safety of Subspace drive.

Prepare for Combat Fold!

Alarms droned their call throughout the two ships, the crews getting into position for the Fold operation. The missile crews finished preparing their racks for feeding and stepped back, their jobs completed for the moment. From here on out, Missile Control was the Weapons Officer himself, who was currently updating the tactical information feeding to his missiles.

Minus Twenty Seconds to Fold

The crews of the two ships finished strapping in, and the pilots, waiting in their fighters to be launched in an emergency, even quieted their usual bantering.

Minus Ten Seconds to Fold

The power of the Fold-Space drive began coursing through the starships, the humming of the energy almost audiable. The drives built up to a crechendo, and in a burst of energy, punched a hole in the fabric of space and time, dissapearing from the universe in a tandem fold.



Seven seconds later, the ships reappeared at distance, their active sensors seeking out the enemy. While the jammers they employed were still hellishly effective, the area of plain wrong emptyness they left gave enough for the gunners to lock onto.

Fold Plus Ten Seconds.

"We have target confirmation, coordinates fed to network, AI assigning missile targets!" The weapons officer was hidden from view, his own Weapons Control Pod keeping him out of sight. Around him the universe churned, his targets highlighting themselves on the inner shell of his Pod. He flipped a cover on his control console and armed the Fold-Space missiles waiting in the launch tubes.

"Fire First volley!"

Fold Plus Twenty-Five

The Fold-Space missiles left both ship's launch tubes at a relatively low speed of a kilometer every two seconds. Four seconds after launch, the volley of missiles disappeared entirely.

"Subspace drive online!"

Fold Plus Fourty Seconds

The Fold-Space missile was built to utilize the Fold-Drive and the laws of physics. By nature, two objects can not occupy the same volume of space, and the resulting reaction by such an attempt would result in the annihilation of the matter involved. Augmented by a small anti-matter warhead, the reaction of such a missile Folding into the space occupied by another object was enough to destroy anything smaller than a BattleShip outright, and maul even a Superdreadnought.

Because of the properties of energy and the spatial structure utilized by a Fold-Space missile, Shielding was developed to block the missiles. The energies generated by a Fold Drive were enormous, but a powerful enough shield could withstand several strikes before buckling. The danger posed by Fold-Space missiles, even with shielding, was enough to make powerful Countermesaures to trick the attacker into a miss a necessary development as well.

Seven seconds after disappearing from the universe, the hundred-and-ten missile salvo reformed itself anywhere from a handful of feet above the surface of Luna to several feet below and detonated, their destruction spread across the area being worked by the invaders.

The Weapons Officers began feeding new coordinates to the next set of missiles, the Weapons AIs between the two ships discussing where the most likely area of nothingness the enemy fleet was likely to lie. A rumbling could be heard within the ships as the missile racks advanced the next missile into the launch tubes, the crews watching and guiding their charges towards the enemy in their own way.

Fold Plus Eighty-Five Seconds

"Launch!"

The second salvo exited the tubes, sped on their way to self-immolation. The requisite four second flight time passed, and they too dissapeared.

Seven seconds later, they would reappear inside the space occupied by the enemy. There were no ships specifically targeted so the odds of a successful hit were small, but even a number of near misses and detonations could be enough to shake up the attackers.

Another eight seconds later and the two starships dissapeared themselves, their drives sending them into Subspace and the Slipstream.


(Okay, A-O, its all yours. I wont feel bad if I missed every one of your ships-a blind fire like that have the odds of scoring a solid hit as someone being able to spit on a penny on a sidewalk while atop a skyscraper. Celestial bodies, however, are nice, fat targets.)

After 10 mins....

All WASF ships are at the place where the four Bird of Preys are.

As the WASF ships hover about a foot for the gound, door open from the side of the ships.

Soldiers run at of the ship and start set up a base.

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After all the ships unload all of the soldiers....

They had back into space heading from Mars. But the WASF Timber Wolf and the four Bird of Preys head up above the clouds and wait for the enemy. They are still cloaked.

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On the gound...

The base has been finished and the 1,000 soldiers have started building 8 Mjolnir Siege Cannons. There a total of 50,000 soldiers at the base. The cannons will take about about 30 mins. to finish one.

Orbit over Africa

The “harmless duds” awaken and begin projecting singularities at the heart of the fleet. The power levels rise until the six singularities collapse into small black holes. They begin to "eat" everything that crosses their event horizons.



Planet side

The Grav Torpedoes that went through the warp gates loose contact with the carrier wave, signaling the activation of the singularity emitters. They project singularities about 500 meters in front of them and stop. The singularity slowly draws the torp into it, after devouring everything in between.

The Two hovering Torpedo Frigates continue firing MK 72 Torpedoes against terrestrial targets, in volleys of 8 per ship.


Orbit over Africa

The return fire slams into the four torpedo frigates before they can Uplift, destroying them. The 10 remaining Proteus Fighters pit up a brave fight dodging about the enemy swarm utilizing their superior mobility but after inflicting damage to the enemy, they are picked off one by one.


T-Space

“Hold your actions; let’s see what the singularities will do to the fleet.”

Three more ships arrive from the Sol shipyards. The Vortex Class vessel was escorted by two Vengeance Class Destroyers.



OOC: The Gates were targeted because of the mistaken assumption they lead back to their homeworld. The carrier wave was to keep the Grav Torps from operating on the surface of the Earth, causing distruction beyond what is acceptable.

Black Wolf Order: I am an Earth Nation. Have been since the 1950's.

((I know the OOC thread is elsewhere, but....I gotta reply.
I know youre an earth nation, its just that for some reason, we're having trouble ID-ing your ships as yours. ))

OOC: Probably because we are using evasive actions, Torq Shielding, and Uplift Tactics.

"What? A fleet is attacking us?" The XO cried amid the bombardment. "It is a misunderstanding!"

"Yes sir! It seems that they don't want us to stay."

"Very well. Return fire! Launch the gravity missiles at the largest enemy starships! Order all pilots to their fighters, and get me the Admiral!"

The 10 dagger-shaped ships returned fire after the antimatter missiles impacted the shields (they hug the hull, are not bubbles), causing hull breaches and medium damage. Turbolasers and ion cannons streaked forward at their ISD counterparts, while the gravity missiles were launched from their launchers and streaked towards their main targets: The SSD, the Supercarriers, and the Dreadnought.

Aboard the Bryce station.

The guard gave a comlink to the Admiral and the Sith Lord.

"My friends, it seems that the defenders have attacked. I shall withdraw my ships here, since they are too many for us to fight." The Admiral said. Then he turned to his XO in the comlink. "Withdraw to Bryce's star, now!"

"But sir..."

"Withdraw! That's an order!"

"Yes, sir!"

After the initial volley of energy, projectile and gravitic weapons, the ISDs started to flee Jupiter's orbit, each firing their anti-fighter weapons to keep the fighters off their backs.
When the gravity of Jupiter no longer affected the hyperdrives, the ships and fighters sped into hyperspace for Bryce's Star.

Soon, they arrived at the station, their pride and their ships bruised a bit.

The Sith Lord then sent orders for more ships to his Master, but they won't arrive for a bit. He then felt an odd tickling...one of the people on the table is a Force-sensitive. He stretched his feelings to find who this person is...

Loss:
3 ISDs
5 damaged in various ways

OOC: NP means?

IC: Byrce Station:
Forrix was listing to the conversations flying around the room. He knew that he needed to withdraw his men, but he also knew that they were told to kill all.
"I have removed my men from Earth and am waiting on the final desicion of this council. I am sorry for diving in headlong."
His power armour, again, writhed as the deamons trapped inside sensed his anger. It knew that he was getting to his limit of anger....

Earth:
The Fallen Angels had been transported aboard the vessals which landed them and left the area. They headed to Byrce Station....

OOC: NP means?

IC: Byrce Station:
Forrix was listing to the conversations flying around the room. He knew that he needed to withdraw his men, but he also knew that they were told to kill all.
"I have removed my men from Earth and am waiting on the final desicion of this council. I am sorry for diving in headlong."
His power armour, again, writhed as the deamons trapped inside sensed his anger. It knew that he was getting to his limit of anger....

Earth:
The Fallen Angels had been transported aboard the vessals which landed them and left the area. They headed to Byrce Station....

OOC: No problem.

OOC: Thanks, didn't know someone was selling those ships. I renamed accordingly.

IC: The ships that left Earth had gathered near Bryce, waitning for orders from Forrix.

All 386SF at Pluto warp out of SOL before the missle got near them.

Secret IC:

Captian Ivan Rodriguez had his order to leave the system, if any attack was coming there way. His order was to regroup will the rest of the 386SF ships and come back in force after the High Commander call him.


As the 386SF ships warp out, so do the Intergalatic Missiles warp out after
them.

As the 386SF ships warp out, so do the Intergalatic Missiles warp out after them.

OOC: Missiles can't have a wrap drive. WTF?

OOC: The birds of Preys are cloaked. So, you can see them or find them. They have been cloak seen, they where heading for the Middle East. They are Klingon Bird of Preys. The only way you could find them is to use gound forces. It would take off 200 million or more troops to seach the whole Middle East. So, edit this post or delete it.

OCC: Birds of Prey have a weakness, they give themselves away through other ships systems, such as engines. If your ships had power to it's other systems while cloaked then I COULD track them. If they were entirerly shut
down then possibly you could hide from my fighters. As long as you don't
use the engines.

OCC: Birds of Prey have a weakness, they give themselves away through other ships systems, such as engines. If your ships had power to it's other systems while cloaked then I COULD track them. If they were entirerly shut
down then possibly you could hide from my fighters. As long as you don't
use the engines.

OOC: All system were shut down but the cloak stay online after they landed.

Bryce Station

The Emperor stood. He looked around the room, his gaze lingering on the Cam and Coreworld sections.

"OK, the situation on Earth is there are several nations who attacked directly without attending this meeting. They have blown our best chance of acheiving our goal of the policing action, removing the nuclear weapons from the nations in order to keep them from harming themselves and the Earth."

"Africa has been invaded. They have destroyed everything within twelve miles of the landing site and set up gateways. They are transporting their troops in by the hundreds of thousands in something they call a colonization. I am about to destroy the ship that brought the invaders if they don't answer my hails. Then I will send singularities through their gateways, causing extreme distruction to their homeworlds."

"That is the fate of those who are considering trying to grab Earth for themselves."

"It is my opinion they should be considered rogue nations who are trying to do a land grab. They must be driven out of the Sol system or we will never be able to consider Jingo's suggestion."

"I have approved Moleland's request for housing the 100 million refugees. I would have done so without their participation in question."

"Who else is still behind me on this policing action without claiming Earth or parts of Earth for their own?"


OCC; We haven't used Nuclear Weapons for Decades.

OOC: Don't forget that you attacked my fleet, Kor. Or sent a couple missiles my way, which is basically the same thing.

OOC: Missiles can't have a wrap drive. WTF?


OCC: WRONG ... The USS Voyager ran across a group of warp missile in
the Delta Quadret. My missiles are more advanced, the
type that I shot at your ships are basically ICBM-like
bodies with warp cores for there power, miniture warp
engines for propulsion, and an AI Computer tracking
unit. When the missiles hit there target the warp core
breaches, causing an explosion. ;) Better RUN .......
hehehehehe

OOC: Don't forget that you attacked my fleet, Kor. Or sent a couple missiles my way, which is basically the same thing.


I believe I WARNED ALL of the enemy ships off a couple of times before
I attacked anyone. You decided not to follow my advice, so you left me
with only one choice. Kormanthor is a defender of Earth, you all were in
orbit & making landings on Earth. This is unexceptable, I told the last time I
warned you what would happen if you didn't leave. Now you have
experienced a small portion of my capablities. The question is.... do you
still intend to continue this invasion? NOT A GOOD IDEA! I will be waiting
on your decision....

I believe I WARNED ALL of the enemy ships off a couple of times before
I attacked anyone. You decided not to follow my advice, so you left me
with only one choice. Kormanthor is a defender of Earth, you all were in
orbit & making landings on Earth. This is unexceptable, I told the last time I
warned you what would happen if you didn't leave. Now you have
experienced a small portion of my capablities. The question is.... do you
still intend to continue this invasion? NOT A GOOD IDEA! I will be waiting
on your decision....
OOC: We made one ISD enter Earth orbit to tell the 'peace' message. We did not attack at all. Therefore, you attacked, I retaliated (with grav missiles) and then fled. Obviously, we ignored the warning by staying, but we didn't attack (yet, of course).

Sorry, forgot to post losses

4 Torpedo Frigates
10 Proteus Fighters

Total Losses form this conflict:

4 Torpedo Frigates
30 Proteus Fighters

Rest of fleet in area is Uplifted. All ships in immediate area (orbit above North Africa) that are in Real Space have beed destroyed by your heavy barrages

[OOC]: Before my next post, I must ask, what ships are still in orbit/on the surface of the Balroggan and Lessr Tsurani fleets?

OOC: We made one ISD enter Earth orbit to tell the 'peace' message. We did not attack at all. Therefore, you attacked, I retaliated (with grav missiles) and then fled. Obviously, we ignored the warning by staying, but we didn't attack (yet, of course).

OCC; YET... is the operative word isn't it. Sense I am not familiar with the
way grav missiles operate. I am unable to say what if any damage they might have caused to my fleet. However, I did mention that my missiles came out of subspace within the shields of all the ships I attacked.... and yet all managed to get away with little or no damage. If this is going to be the way it go's then maybe I should just declare my ships in orbit indestructable. A surprise
attack like that should have had at least a few kills or at least a few damaged ships don't you think?

I have all my ships in T-Space. He destroyed all my ships in the immediate Real Space area with his attacls other than the two frigates on the planet attacking his placements.

The ships in T-Space are waiting to see how the six black holes and the ones going through the gates (I am not sure of the number of gateways he had) affects his fleet.

The ships in T-Space are:

1 Intruder Class Carrier (100 fighters, 70 left)
2 Vengence Class Destroyers (20 fighters)
3 Peacekeeper Class Cruisers (10 fighters)
2 Enforcer Class Battleships (20 fighters)
9 Torpedo Frigates
1 Vortex Class vessel

Sorry, forgot to post losses

4 Torpedo Frigates
10 Proteus Fighters

Total Losses form this conflict:

4 Torpedo Frigates
30 Proteus Fighters

Rest of fleet in area is Uplifted. All ships in immediate area (orbit above North Africa) that are in Real Space have beed destroyed by your heavy barrages

occ; Thank You Balrogga, please post any retilatory strikes you might have
made and I will try to assess my damages from them.

[OOC]: T-Space? Some sort of wormhole-esque area outside of normal reality I assume? A pocket universe if you will? Or something else? It's just that, well, since fighting just broke out, and I happen to have two boarding ships, a battleship and carrier investigating the two fleets before the fighting broke out, I'm gonna need to know what i'm about to turn to space dust.

OCC; YET... is the operative word isn't it. Sense I am not familiar with the
way grav missiles operate. I am unable to say what if anything they might have done to my fleet. However, I did mention that my missiles came out of subspace within the shields of all the ships I attacked.... and yet all managed to get away with little or no damage. If this is going to be the way it go's then maybe I should just declare my ships in orbit indestructable. A surprise
attack like that should have had at least a few kills or at least a few damaged ships don't you think?

OOC: Oh, sorry. I'll change it. and my shields hug the hull, rather make a bubble, so I'm not sure how they would go under them.
Gravity missiles turn to black holes when they hit.

Those losses was from the Lesser Tsurani attacks.

T-Space is essentually the 6th dimension

Real Space is the 3rd Dimension
Space Plus is the 4th Dimension - my Posigrav Ships use this for FTL
Space Minus is the 5th Dimension - for communications, nearly instantaneous because outside space and time
T-Space is the 6th Dimension - Military vessels and a select few other classes of ships.

OOC: Oh, sorry. I'll change it. and my shields hug the hull. And grav missiles turn to black holes when they hit.

OCC; Although I think that black holes are not really the kind of thing you
should open up near any populated planet/s. Could you please give me
the diameter and power of each. As my shields also hug my ships hulls
they would probly only effect starfighters, shuttles, etc... What do you
think?

OOC: All system were shut down but the cloak stay online after they landed.

OCC: Of course they were, but, I'm watching that whole area for VirginIncursion's
Alpha Flight. So I wouldn't restart those engines if I were you.

OCC; Although I think that black holes are not really the kind of thing you
should open up near any populated planet/s. Could you please give me
the diameter and power of each. As my shields also hug my ships hulls
they would probly only effect starfighters, shuttles, etc... What do you
think?

OOC: The diameter is a few meters wide (grav bombs are larger). They'll be kinda like the dovin bassals in the NJO books, but actual black holes that suck up things (ie, stronger). So what I'm shooting at your big capships is are basically black holes intent on eating your ships like candy. :D Of course, they'll disappear after a while.

OOC2: and we really should do OOC stuff in the OOC thread here: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=355569

Those losses was from the Lesser Tsurani attacks.

T-Space is essentually the 6th dimension

Real Space is the 3rd Dimension
Space Plus is the 4th Dimension - my Posigrav Ships use this for FTL
Space Minus is the 5th Dimension - for communications, nearly instantaneous because outside space and time
T-Space is the 6th Dimension - Military vessels and a select few other classes of ships.

OCC; Are you saying that you are ignoring my attack? Or did you just forget to post losses for it as well? Like nearly everyone one else did.

Those losses was from the Lesser Tsurani attacks.

T-Space is essentually the 6th dimension

Real Space is the 3rd Dimension
Space Plus is the 4th Dimension - my Posigrav Ships use this for FTL
Space Minus is the 5th Dimension - for communications, nearly instantaneous because outside space and time
T-Space is the 6th Dimension - Military vessels and a select few other classes of ships.

OoC: Sorry if this sounds assholish but...Y helo thar TECHNOBABBLE BULLSHIT

Honestly, why can't people even take just a second to verify things and align them with physics?

OOC: The diameter is a few meters wide (grav bombs are larger). They'll be kinda like the dovin bassals in the NJO books, but actual black holes that suck up things (ie, stronger). So what I'm shooting at your big capships is are basically black holes intent on eating your ships like candy. :D Of course, they'll disappear after a while.

OOC2: and we really should do OOC stuff in the OOC thread here: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=355569

OCC; I don't know about anyone else but going back and forth is not only
tedious but slows down the whole process. Besides is anyone really reading
the other thread that much any more? I made an offer to all defense countries that I thought was most generous, yet none have contacted me
concerning the details.

OoC: Sorry if this sounds assholish but...Y helo thar TECHNOBABBLE BULLSHIT

Honestly, why can't people even take just a second to verify things and align them with physics?

Where is the fun, imagination or the fiction in that? Besides I'm not
qualified to do that, as I haven't studied much physics, and the little that I
did study left me falling asleep.

OOC: Ok, now back to the post.

IC:
The ISDs were not all undamaged. Each one had at least a large hull breach due to the missiles getting under the shields and blowing parts of the ship off.

Meanwhile, damage reports from probe droids were still awaiting analysis as the ISDs fled too fast to see what happened to the gravity missiles (and turbolasers).

Where is the fun, imagination or the fiction in that? Besides I'm not
qualified to do that, as I haven't studied much physics, and the little that I
did study left me falling asleep.

Than he could at least not corrupt real science.

OOC:
Last I checked, not all fiction was based on science in its entirety. For example, Alan Dean Foster's universe of the Humanx Commonwealth, the Flinx novels, they've got a similiar scheme of dimensional levels. Gonna criticize his work for being too far fetched?
Or how about hyperspace in star wars?
Or maybe Subspace in Babylon 5.
Or maybe....
You get the idea?

OoC: Meh, I stand humbled. It just kind of bothers me, though, seeing such blatantly incorrect information being thrown around, especially since M-theory, thus dimensional physics, is becoming something of a specialty of mine.

OOC:
Sorry if I sounded a bit heavy handed there with my rebuttal. I understand what it is to specialize in a subject and then see someone mutilate understanding of it.

Ironically enough, though, Balrogga's universal setup is very similar to mine...almost frighteningly so.....

Home System:Home Planet
"This is Lord Jingo, prepare yourself to arms, you may be called upon at a moment's notice to depart." was the message sent to all replicators in the home system.

Hunks of metal, lay askew on the ground, the planet seemed deserted, as the usual hustle and bustle of replicating constantly was put aside. The factories were empty.

Men, women, children, and replicator bug alike were preparing for an assualt. The men and women fitting ribbon devices onto their hands, and grabbing what staff weapons they could find. The children being handed zat'ni'katels being handed down to the children, just in case. Replicator bugs preparing to spread and replicate.

Within a few hours, usual work was resumed, only now the work was being done with weapons at the worker's sides. The children out playing, with the coiled serpent (zat'ni'katel) jutting out form the back of their garments. Replicator bugs, continuing their constant task of multiplying. The was an uneasy silence over the planet, the silence of vigilance.

Over Earth
The Hunter Destroyers sat back and watched, one of the three narrowly avoiding a missle intended for another target. They just floated around in space, observing. At least that what was happening until a call came in from the fleet, behind the sun.

"Report battle readyness. Arm your FTL Destroyer Missles. If you are made, or threatened, infest the larger ships, kill the rest. Remeber, dump your missles and get out of there. I am sending 2 Pyramid Class Cruisers to your position. If nessecary, they will give you the cover you need." was how the message read.

A few minutes later, the Cruisers had arrived. They flew right out of their wormholes and cloaked. Soon they would join up with the Hunter Destroyers already there. For what little time they were visible it was quite a magestic site, the flying pyramid, with a ring of glistening torpedo tubes suspended arounded. The few hybreds on the Hunter Destroyer only hoped that the plasma torpedos sitting inside were ready, and the Repli-Fighters within were ready to do their job.

Each Cruiser dumped about a quarter of its load of fighters into space, now one hundred fighter were hovering around the group. Each only remained visible for one seconds, before enacting their cloaking.

Bryce Station
Captain Amelio stood up, and place a smooth gay ball onto the table, in front of where he had sat. He than said, "This is a long range communicator. I will remain in constant contact with you, through this." The ball then began to glow, and Captain Amelio's face appeared to be hovering within the ball. "I must take my leave know, as battle is soon to commence, and I wish to be with my fleet in this time of urngency. Through the comunicator, I will hear all that is said, and I will be able to talk to you all." the captain continued on.

The captain and his gaurd then walked to the room where they had came in, and were transported back to their ship. The ship undocked, and left the station. It then rejoined the other ships just outside the Bryce Station and the three ships head back behind the sun, via wormhole.

One more OOC note in here before I go to bed...
Thank goodness the whole deal with the Karhaa left me with the means in place to detect/combat these replicator thingies!

As the 386SF ships warp out, so do the Intergalatic Missiles warp out after them.

OOC: I will play along with you. Plus I would the stats of your so call wrap missile. Like the size and etc.

OOC2: Plus the 386SF ship have head start on your missiles. They all about three LY away for Earth.

Secret IC:

The 386SF ship wrap into a system with a large star like sun. All the ships move to the other side of the sun and wait for the the missiles to come on the other side of sun. Plus the 386SF are facing away for the sun. So when the missile hit the sun, they will take off.

OOC3: Don't say they appear in front of my ship. I know how warp works. Ship A is being chase Ship B. A enters warp then B enters warp after it. Then A exits warp and does 360 turn. Then B exits warp and get hit head by ship A's gun.

OCC: Of course they were, but, I'm watching that whole area for VirginIncursion's Alpha Flight. So I wouldn't restart those engines if I were you.

OOC: Virgin Incursion didn't know they were THERE. I have ignored his post.

AELOULAERA CASTLE
Aeloulaera, Pearl Of TwiLight


* General Caesar to Alpha Flight, four enemy Birds of Prey have
landed in a desert in the Middle East. Alpha Leader you have clearance to
use deadly force. *

* Roger Aeloulaera, we have them on our scopes, we're feeding their
location in to our attack computers at this time, Alpha Flight Leader Out *


(Over the desert in the Middle East four thousand starfighters streak
into the airspace just east of the four enemy birds of prey.)

* Alpha Leader to Alpha Flight, ok guys these aliens have repeatively ignored our warnings. Alpha Flight we have just recieved the greenlight from
General Caesar. Activate weapons & defensive shields. Alpha Flight lets explain it to them in the strongest of terms..... ATTACK!!!!!!! *

( Immediately the four thousand starfighters descend from all directions upon the resting birds of prey, hitting them with every weapon
in their arsonal. And as they do Alpha Leader sends the Birds Of Prey this
Message knowing it will be heard by the ships in orbit. )

* Alien Vessels you have been told to leave and ignored the warnings
, now it's time to die! *

OOC: They are in cloak. Nobody know they are there. So, your attack has been ignored.

On the ground in the Middle East...

All 8 Mjolnir Siege Cannons have been finished.

OOC: There are four on each corner and one in the middle of each side.

OOC: Still waiting for damages to your ships, Kormanthor.

IC: Deep within the core of the Galaxy, at the Sith planet of Demobyss, slaves were hard at work building warships and weapons for the Sith to use. The Dark Lord of the Sith sat upon his throne in the Sith Temple, watching the Earth through the power of the Dark Side of the Force. He growled as he saw his task force fleet flee before Kormanthor. The report of missiles appearing under the shields and detonating intruged him, and he ordered a minion to look into seeing if it was possible to do the same.

He smiled. The Kormanthor fools believed they have won the battle. But they do not know of the power of the Dark Side.

His other apprentice, Dark Jedi Kerian Nightwolf kneeled before him. "What is thy bidding, my master?"

"You will command the fleet of the Palpatine's Revenge to Earth. Our new Force shields should prevent this...occurance from happening again."

"Yes my master." The Dark Jedi bowed and left the chambers.

Secret IC: The Force shields utilizes the power of the Dark Side to deflect enemy fire of most types. Enough volleys of weaponry, and the Force-sensitive slaves who power it will lose concentration and basically die horribly. Upon hearing of nations who use shield-ignoring weapons, the Sith had thought long and hard about how to counter them, and believe that they have found a solution. They would pluck children from the slave pens, test for Force-sensitivity (or use dangerous blood transfusions), train them in rudimentary Force powers and use them as guinea pigs for the shields. Many died before the experiments were successful. But is was done, and now the ESSD Palpatine's Revenge and it's fleet employ the shields, giving them the illusion of invulnerability. They still employ normal shields, though.

Of course, gravitational missiles are the standard norm, even better than the Imperial Navy's weapons (because of the coolness of voids), but the Sith still employ turbolasers to do their deadly work.

Now, as the fleet prepares to head to Earth, the Dark Jedi boards the behemoth and readies the crew for hyperspace.

"Go." He simply said, and the fleet of 20 jumped for Earth.

***

"Then I, too will go and begin battle against the Earth defenders." Admiral Tarkin said, and with the Sith Lord and the guards trailing by, they left the room and headed to their shuttles. The two then regained control of the damaged ISD fleet, and set about making plans to defeat the Earth defenders.

On Earth
Belisarius looked at the communicator and sighed. He picked it up and spoke into it. "My lord Emperor, Masters of the Twelve, I need more men. A nation with the same grasp of technology as us thretened to attack us, so we took the first strike.." There was a pause where He listened to the Emperor curse, then Belisariuses eyes widened. "Yes my lord I heard you, No we can not do that, we are lucky we where preparing for a different war." He then switched off the Machine and swore for the next 15 minutes.

In Orbit
The Imperial fleet looked a little worse then it had before, as all transports had been wiped out, while the rest of the ships where damaged in some way. Two more frigites had gone down, and the damaged criuser had been blown apart well. The fleet was about to enter fire the next slavo when a message came from below.
All men rift to the Imperial docks, all men rift the the Imperial docks, I am about to show them the True Tsurani might.
THe remainding fleet dissapered into the rift, seeming to have fled.

In The Gazi Pyrimaids.
THe Necrons all looked up, seeing how their allys where being killed. The Necron lord took his position on top of the Largest pyrimid, his SPadiers upgrading them to suit NEcron needs. He used a Eldar targeting matrix, and aimed the weapons at the Enemy fleet. He then sent out the order, and his Necrons fired the Gauss Planet side Cannon. The shot, if it hit, would cripple the ships, not destrying them but tearing apart their main components. The Cannon fired in rapid succeseion, the green blast heading towards a different target everytime.

(LT - Tg)

The second salvo exited the tubes, sped on their way to self-immolation. The requisite four second flight time passed, and they too dissapeared.

Seven seconds later, they would reappear inside the space occupied by the enemy. There were no ships specifically targeted so the odds of a successful hit were small, but even a number of near misses and detonations could be enough to shake up the attackers.

Another eight seconds later and the two starships dissapeared themselves, their drives sending them into Subspace and the Slipstream.


(Okay, A-O, its all yours. I wont feel bad if I missed every one of your ships-a blind fire like that have the odds of scoring a solid hit as someone being able to spit on a penny on a sidewalk while atop a skyscraper. Celestial bodies, however, are nice, fat targets.)

On board the Dominion
Near Luna orbit
That same time

Petty Officer Second Class Sai Argyle slouched a little on his seat, hoping the XO would not notice him, Commodore Badgiruel was a stickler for military decorum, and expected her crew to be at the best, at all times. Suddenly, a large mass of unknown targets appeared on the THERMO-PERCEIVE screen (OOC Note: Just a name, don't think too deeply into it), at the very edge of their sensor coverage.

"Unknown ships approaching! Distance ten-thousand, Red, Alpha!" he exclaimed. This got everyone's attention, and they whirled around in confusion.

"Commodore! Multiple heat sources detected, targets designate as High-Speeds One and Two...IT'S A MISSILE ATTACK!"

"Message to the fleet, move it! Take evasive action and release countermeasures!" Badgiruel screamed, herself caught off-guard by the sudden appearance of the hostile ships and missiles.

"Activate the Igelstellungs, release the anti-beam depth charges!"

"Commodore! The missiles have disappeared! We lost track after 1 second..Oh my God...!"

The entire lunar surface broke out into a flurry of activity. The 21 ships each moved out on a escape vector of its own, their radius of action expanding by fourth-third pi r cube with every second. The many 76mm Gatling Cannons on board the various ships tried to track the missiles, throwing up a wall of depleted uranium as the missiles headed for the lunar surface. Missile ports on board the Dominion opened, and several cylindrical-shaped missiles spread outward, detonating at a certain distance and providing a shield of charged particles around the few ships nearby. However, it was all in vain. The missiles reappeared near the lunar surface all of a sudden, and impacted on the Moon, causing the entire moonscape to blossom into a fiery clouds as explosions rocked it.

On the surface, the many MAW-01 Mistrals hovered about. Chaos ensued as personnel all rushed to take cover somehow. The anti-matter warheads reacted with matter in their blast radius, instantly causing anything within to wink out of existence. Secondary explosions followed, as several Mistrals were caught in the blast. The majority of the base structure had collapsed, laving smouldering ruins.

The last ship to leave lunar orbit, the Laurasia-class frigate Ziegler, was luckier. A missile streaked past her hull, then detonated as the extremely strong N-Jammer interference shorted out its electronics. Her Phase Shift Armour absorbed the shock effects from the blast, but that caused the Ziegler to lose power.

Then the second wave of missiles appeared. Materializing at where the fleet was a few seconds ago, they exploded, and rocked each ship violently. Thankfully, most of the physical damage was absorbed by Phase Shift Armour.

The attacking ships disappeared as fast as they arrived...

**********************************************************

Badgiruel opened a fleet-wide channel, and spoke, " Fleet, Dominion. Status report."

The vidscreen in the centre of the bridge flashed up the images of all the 21 fleet commanders, and each reported that their ships were generally fine. All except the Ziegler, which only maintained voice contact.

"Damnit! All ships are to maintain level 1 battlestations! I want GuAIZ patrols set up around the fleet now, and trace where those missiles came from!"

"What's the status on Luna?"

There was only static.

Badgiruel frowned.

"Ensign Haww!"

"Yes ma'am!"

"Send a message to Gryzlov, and get his ass back here from whichever holiday paradaise he went to!"

"Yes, Commodore!"

Bryce System

Gryzlov nearly jumped up from his seat when he received news about the missile attack.

"What? Is this true?"

"Yessir, it just happened three minutes ago. Commodore Badgiruel personally verified the message."

Clearly, Gryzlov was worried. He stood up all of a sudden, and announced to the room, "Dear delegates, I apologise for my sudden departure from this conference. My fleet has just been attacked, and I must return to direct the fleet. All of you can contact me on the frequency..."

He surveyed the room a while, before briskly leaving the room and heading back towards the hangar, where his shuttle, and the GuAIZ Mobile Suits were waiting.

OOC:
Current losses:
Ziegler damaged.
450 dead
200 MAW-01 Mistrals destroyed.
Oh, and do tell me if I god-mod, despite this being a defensive action.

OOC..

Well..uh....Theres one minor flaw to the 'missile attack' you wrote....they 'fold' to their targets-they dont fly there. If they miss, they miss, they dont manuver. If they hit, they hit because of the guidance given to them by the targeting info relayed by the launcher. ...In essense, its like a teleportation deal, making a warhead simply appear somewhere. The only way to 'spoof' the missiles is to fool the ship sending them itself, which your fleet was doing quite well with its disruption, but at the same time, would not work on the shots launched at the lunar surface, because they were simply aimed at the ground of a known object.

There's no real flight-time aside from the initial launch, so even point defense doesnt work. They are actually nothing more than undersized drives with a dallop of antimatter on the tip which is just to detonate the missile in a miss. In the case of a hit, the missile's destructive power comes from the fact that it materialized inside the object, attempting to displace the matter occupying that space already, and creating a massive energy release.

Dont get me wrong, definately a good posting...but....The missiles dont fly to their targets. (On the other hand, because of the way my missiles work, I dont have point-defense and anti-missile capability beyond ECM, so, the best I can do are frenzied gunner firing flak and rail guns hoping they can hit 'em...because where my ships are from..Anti-missile weapons are pointless)

OH yeah, and the first volley was aimed directly at the surface. The second was set to appear and self-detonate in the big cloud of sensor nothingness your fleet was hiding in.

OOC: I have lost track of story line, i have already supported the police thing. Has anything happened there?

OOC: Woah! Slow down. WTF as been going on? Anybody?

Secret IC: Cam III fleet, outside Byrce station:
"We are ready to fire."
"Good, wait for my command."

Byrce Station:
"What will be our next course of action?" Forrix asked.

OOC: Yeah, it is confusing. So far as I know, Kormanthor has 'chased' away several invader fleets, but we will be back, oh yes, we will.

OOC: I have no idea, except I attacked Earth then left Forrix is at Bryce and so is my fleet.....meh.

[OOC]: Since all the invaders to Earth seem to have left their space forces behind for now, i'm just gonna be going for Wolf America's outpost on the surface.

I have no idea when the LT's Gauss Gun on the planet was built, if at all, so I don't know if happens to have just materialized there or not, so i'm gonna hafta ignore it 'till I know how it got there, plus what it's firing at (When I say ignore, I don't mean a proper NS ignore, I mean i'll have to RP its effects once I know both who it's firing at and where the post detailing it's creation is.

As for the rest of the various fleets, I have no idea what's going on. I'd ask that everyone please post the current status of their fleets, the current actions they are focusing on, and the current position of any non-space based forces.

I have the Orbitals Pioneer One, Two and Three still hanging in Orbit, waiting for a large enough group of ships to commit themselves to attacking.

Marenus and his mini-fleet are at the site of the Balrogga/Lessr Tsurani battle.

My ground forces are just hunkered down at the fortress at the Antartic.

IC:

ABOARD THE BATTLESHIP KISS THE BLADE

"Godammit! They 'aint responding, and they're blasting each other apart! Open fire on them whilst they're still busy with each other!" screamed Marenus.

On screen ships were imploding from singularities, being crushed as they rammed into each other, and plain ol' blown to peices by each others' weapon fire.

Marenus watched as the boarding ships engaged their thrusters, speeding them up tremendously, only for the afterburners to kick in, driving forward on a stream of flames, their pointed fronts aiming directly for the Lessr Tsurnani flag ship.

Meanwhile, the Ruth was launching fighters, the tiny ships engines screaming into life inside the hangar, only to be silenced in the endless void of space, the pilots inside concentrating on the task at hand, already switching on the tiny shielding systems contained in the belly of the craft, and arming the various warheads and mass drivers on the front and belly of the ship.

"Ok people, time to party. Get everything but the Void Cannons online, I want them as a surprise for our little guests fleets. As soon as the mass drivers are online, focus all of them on the ship that just got rammed. The large ship fighting that one is to be targeted with everything else we have, and that includes the Ruth's fighters! I want their void bombs turning that thing into godamn dust!"

The various technicians in the room started working at the panels they sat at, adjusting power flow to the different areas of the ship, diverting power from the engines to the maneuvering thrusters and weapons, from the long range sensors to the targeting computers, and so on.

But, before even a single shot could be fired, the Balroggan fleet's remenants simply disappeared.

"What the hell!? Where did they go!?"
"No idea Sir, they aren't on any of the close range sensors."
"Dammit, focus all fire on the......"

Onscreen, the Lessr Tsurani ships had disappeared as well. All that was left of the fleets was the minature black holes that had popped up far enough away to have nearly no effect on the fleet, but still close enough to be exerting a tiny influence on them.

"....great, just great. Helm, get us back to Pioneer One. Also, Comms, signal Pioneer One, tell 'em we're heading back now, with no casualties."
"Sir, I can't raise Pioneer One right now."
"And why not?"
"Sir, because we're getting new orders already. We've been ordered to the surface of Earth. To be exact, the Ruth and it's fighters, along with the boarding vessels are to get to the surface. We've to simply provide cover for the Bombardment ship Halation Effect. It should arrive here in 4 minutes. When it does, it's going to soften up the enemy base with everything it has before the marines go on.

Also Sir, about the marines. We've got two more boarding vessels, Sacraficial Victim and Stranger Here Myself both moving in to the enemy base as well to complement On Hiatus and They Made Me Do It in the attack."
"All right then. Helm, hold us here, and signal the Ruth and the boarding ships to begin the descent. Remember, the Boarding vessels are NOT to get within range of anything the enemy might have down there until the Bombardment ship finishes softening them up."

And so the first Surface battle by Rinceweed began to form.

[OOC]: Since all the invaders to Earth seem to have left their space forces behind for now, i'm just gonna be going for Wolf America's outpost on the surface.

I have no idea when the LT's Gauss Gun on the planet was built, if at all, so I don't know if happens to have just materialized there or not, so i'm gonna hafta ignore it 'till I know how it got there, plus what it's firing at (When I say ignore, I don't mean a proper NS ignore, I mean i'll have to RP its effects once I know both who it's firing at and where the post detailing it's creation is.

As for the rest of the various fleets, I have no idea what's going on. I'd ask that everyone please post the current status of their fleets, the current actions they are focusing on, and the current position of any non-space based forces.

I have the Orbitals Pioneer One, Two and Three still hanging in Orbit, waiting for a large enough group of ships to commit themselves to attacking.

Marenus and his mini-fleet are at the site of the Balrogga/Lessr Tsurani battle.

My ground forces are just hunkered down at the fortress at the Antartic.

IC:

ABOARD THE BATTLESHIP KISS THE BLADE

"Godammit! They 'aint responding, and they're blasting each other apart! Open fire on them whilst they're still busy with each other!" screamed Marenus.

On screen ships were imploding from singularities, being crushed as they rammed into each other, and plain ol' blown to peices by each others' weapon fire.

Marenus watched as the boarding ships engaged their thrusters, speeding them up tremendously, only for the afterburners to kick in, driving forward on a stream of flames, their pointed fronts aiming directly for the Lessr Tsurnani flag ship.

Meanwhile, the Ruth was launching fighters, the tiny ships engines screaming into life inside the hangar, only to be silenced in the endless void of space, the pilots inside concentrating on the task at hand, already switching on the tiny shielding systems contained in the belly of the craft, and arming the various warheads and mass drivers on the front and belly of the ship.

"Ok people, time to party. Get everything but the Void Cannons online, I want them as a surprise for our little guests fleets. As soon as the mass drivers are online, focus all of them on the ship that just got rammed. The large ship fighting that one is to be targeted with everything else we have, and that includes the Ruth's fighters! I want their void bombs turning that thing into godamn dust!"

The various technicians in the room started working at the panels they sat at, adjusting power flow to the different areas of the ship, diverting power from the engines to the maneuvering thrusters and weapons, from the long range sensors to the targeting computers, and so on.

But, before even a single shot could be fired, the Balroggan fleet's remenants simply disappeared.

"What the hell!? Where did they go!?"
"No idea Sir, they aren't on any of the close range sensors."
"Dammit, focus all fire on the......"

Onscreen, the Lessr Tsurani ships had disappeared as well. All that was left of the fleets was the minature black holes that had popped up far enough away to have nearly no effect on the fleet, but still close enough to be exerting a tiny influence on them.

"....great, just great. Helm, get us back to Pioneer One. Also, Comms, signal Pioneer One, tell 'em we're heading back now, with no casualties."
"Sir, I can't raise Pioneer One right now."
"And why not?"
"Sir, because we're getting new orders already. We've been ordered to the surface of Earth. To be exact, the Ruth and it's fighters, along with the boarding vessels are to get to the surface. We've to simply provide cover for the Bombardment ship Halation Effect. It should arrive here in 4 minutes. When it does, it's going to soften up the enemy base with everything it has before the marines go on.

Also Sir, about the marines. We've got two more boarding vessels, Sacraficial Victim and Stranger Here Myself both moving in to the enemy base as well to complement On Hiatus and They Made Me Do It in the attack."
"All right then. Helm, hold us here, and signal the Ruth and the boarding ships to begin the descent. Remember, the Boarding vessels are NOT to get within range of anything the enemy might have down there until the Bombardment ship finishes softening them up."

And so the first Surface battle by Rinceweed began to form.

At the Wolf America's Outpost.....

All Mjolnir Siege Cannons are at full charge.

The WASF Timber Wolf uncloaked and starts charging it main weapons. It comes out of the clouds like hawk going after something.

High Commander Johnson: "Open a channel to the KISS THE BLADE."
Comms-link man: "Done, sir."
High Commander Johnson: "This is High Commander Hal Johnson of the WASF Timber Wolf. You have 30 mins to leave this area. If you not got in 30 mins or you will be destroyed."

OOC: Plus the WASF Timber Wolf is that big and bad a$$ ship in the last Star Trek movie.

The WASF Alpha Wolf , a Werewolf Battleship, and 5 Sword Escorts headed for Corworlds home planet. The WASF Alpha Wolf is command by Lord JWolf, the Supreme Leader of the United States & a Jedi Knight. He is head there because he wants to talk to the Emperor.

OOC: my fleet is licking the wounds from Kor and is ready to counterattack as soon as possible.

IC: The Palpatine's Revenge fleet met up with the damaged fleet of the Asidious at Bryce's Star. The smaller fleet has finished up all repairs, taking up the spares in each ISD. Hull breaches were sealed and the fleet was now ready to invade again.

The Admiral and the Sith Lord boarded the Palpatine's Revenge and took command of the behemoth. The ESSD has an axal superlaser capable of cracking planets, but that won't be used on Earth, even if the Sith loses. That was agreed upon by the two.

"Is everything ready?" Admiral Tarkin asked.

"Yes, sir." an officer said.

The plan was to jump as close as possible to Earth, close enough so that enemy fire would have to be pretty accurate or risk hitting the Earth. That means some pretty good calculations on the part of the helms officers, but it will be done.

"Coordinates locked in, sir."

"Very well. Engage hyperdrives!"

The fleet jumped for Sol again, confident this time that they will not lose!

The WASF Alpha Wolf , a Werewolf Battleship, and 5 Sword Escorts headed for Corworlds home planet. The WASF Alpha Wolf is command by Lord JWolf, the Supreme Leader of the United States & a Jedi Knight. He is head there because he wants to talk to the Emperor.

Imperial Military Command Center, Juria

"General Morderey? We have a fleet of ships inbound. Tagged as WASF Alpha Wolf and escorts."

"Notify the Emperor. It must be important if they're bringing their newest battleship here."

"Yes sir."

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The Emperor was interested and gave an order to the General. "Allow Lord JWolf to land. I know him well."

"Yes, sire."


Lord JWolf. We hereby give clearance for you to land. Welcome to Juria.

OOC: Wolf America owns North Iraq on Earth V.

[OOC]: I find it a bit odd that an invader of Earth already owns part of Earth, but i'll give it the benefit of the doubt, despite the fact that I think that the so called 'Earth's' are a load of crap. >.>

Imperial Military Command Center, Juria

"General Morderey? We have a fleet of ships inbound. Tagged as WASF Alpha Wolf and escorts."

"Notify the Emperor. It must be important if they're bringing their newest battleship here."

"Yes sir."

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The Emperor was interested and gave an order to the General. "Allow Lord JWolf to land. I know him well."

"Yes, sire."


Lord JWolf. We hereby give clearance for you to land. Welcome to Juria.

We will be landing a few mins. on my Nike class Runabout, Wolf One.

After few mins....

The Wolf One land on the landing pad.

Lord JWolf walk down the exiting ramp at the back of the ship with his bodygaurd, Black Wolf.

[OOC]: I find it a bit odd that an invader of Earth already owns part of Earth, but i'll give it the benefit of the doubt, despite the fact that I think that the so called 'Earth's' are a load of crap. >.>

OOC: I have edit it.

The Emperor took an airspeeder and landed at the Royal Spaceport (where all delegates land), close to Wolf One. He then walked to his counterpart.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord JWolf." Andrew said, holding out a hand to shake.

The Emperor took an airspeeder and landed at the Royal Spaceport (where all delegates land), close to Wolf One. He then walked to his counterpart.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord JWolf." Andrew said, holding out a hand to shake.

Lord JWolf shake his hand back then say "It is nice to meet you, too. I'm here to ask something. Why are the Sith and their ships in SOL, right now?"