NationStates Jolt Archive

The fleet glided through reality and began heading for the next star system, they had been moving across systems hoping for life for weeks. A few marines, a couple of corvettes a destroyer and the flagship a frigate, "Mendes" goaded the trail, a few supply vessels and a wing of fighters. The supplies were running low and while they were about two days travel from home, the skipping from sytem to system was time consuming.

The original mission was to find new nations to trade with and maybe pursue the ancestry of the ancient race. So far they had not found anything more intellegent than a few rogue traders off course from the places of darkness, their backwards neighbours. The crew were bored and tired an no longer cared about the commission they got on any of the goods they had for sale, they just wanted leave. While the stars help you sleep, months of them causes insomnia, and the crew just wished for smog and traffic, missing the ever present hum of optical devices monitoring them. The engines of their ships making no substitute.

But the trail continued.

They arrived a few hours later in the orbit of a blue giant star, the system devoid of life like many of the last. But suddenly something came on the scanners. Energy emmissions revealing the presence of another vessel, infact perhaps more, but at this range, it was hard to tell.

The captain looked up. Cloaking devices? No one used those in their system, after years of research and developement, they had decided it was easy to spot them, as they all gave off an energy emmission, you either couldnt use them, and were too low tech to be a threat, or could, and so could detect them as you knew what you were looking for. So it didnt matter either way.

But this was different perhaps. Maybe it wasnt cloaked, perhaps its was just using a different power source or sheild comnfiguration. It was something alien to the crew anyway.

The sheilds powered up, even though the crew had no idea what threat the incoming would be. Or even if it would be hostile. They hoped it wasnt, but began standard procedure.

"This is the Orange State vessel, Medes, we come to trade and explore, nothing else. Please respond."


He hoped the other vessel spoke their language. A lot did, as it resembled the language spoken by "English" on the primative Terra. Finding such a large concentration of people there, they had been dishapointed to find terra knew nothing of Orange state's or their own past...

(OOC:imagine a pompous well spoken accent on the rich and almost carrot cruncher peasant type accent on the poor)

All that was left to do was wait.

TAG. Reply later

OCC: Just a reminder that

The rules are

1. NO GODMODDING
2. Please explain any technology before you use it.
3. No planet destroying or nuclear weaponry allowed (although chemical and/or biological are allowed)
4. This is not a war game. This is real. the losses are real!!!!!!!
5. No hero characters. Jedis are allowed, but they must be killerable, OK!
More rules will be made up as we go along.

The following Nations have signed up for this rp

1. Moleland
2. Feazanthia
3. Orange State
4. Sskiss
5. Arenumberg
6. Lessr Tsurani
7. Larix-Kura

IC: Onboard a mole trade platform

'Sir. An unidentified fleet has entered the sector!'

'Are they pirates?' asked the officer of the platform, as he reached for the 'request reinforcements' button.

'No. Their technology is unfamilar. Hang on, on incoming transmission'

'This is the Orange State vessel, Medes, we come to trade and explore, nothing else. Please respond.'

'What do you think sir'

'Open a channel, and lauch mege fighter alpha 1 to scan that fleet. If they're peaceful, they will let us inspect them.'

'sir!'

'This Trade platform d-34. You have illegally entered the Bath system, which is owned by the Great Nation of Moleland. However, your ingnorence makes a good defence. Mega fighter alpha 1 has been lauched to inspect your ships for contraband. Switch off your engines, and await inspection. You have 1 minute to comply.'

OOC: If you allow the inspection, tell what sort of cargo each ship is carrying (eg: food, jewels, weapons)

bump

In a sector of the Universe controled by the Allience of Naggaroth, the Tsurani Home System did not exist, instead it was held behind a layer of rift sheilds no more then a meate across. Within this sheild, 6 planets stood, and thousands of ships hung around them, glittering in the light of the Systems 3 suns. The Home planet of Tsurani stood in the middle, at least twice the number of ships stood around it. Around the world, at least two thousand ships stood, as well as a large number of NEcron ships. They waited for orders. There stood 10 legions, inculding 5 Space marine chapters and 5 Alethrian legions. There where 5 million Necrons as well, and they all stood ready. Then, in an instant, there was a large amount of gas, and when it cleared, the entire fleet around the Planet had left, the Atoms quickly going back to normal size.

On the surface of Tsurani the Emperor on the platform overlooking the square. He had done it, he had finally sent the Legions to help in the Upcoming AoN crusade. He had unfortuantly prepared all the legions, in case needed, So now the Resever legions where ready to fight. He sighed, now he could find more colonies, and his people could be used.

Ok Lessr Tsurani, Feel free to right ya self into the story. Wait for Orange state to reply though!

OOC That was just a start, no intention of attacking anyone until The Legions find a good amount of worlds we can use, if they have lots of moons the better.

OOC: The bath system (the one orange state is currently in) has 3 planets (2 of them are inhabitial). They are rich in materials like uranium, and other vitial industrial ores.

They also have mole colonies on them.

I wonder if orange state will reply soon???
If he doesn't, you can turn up, BUT DON'T REPLY TO ANY MESSEGES I POST UNTIL ORANGE DOES AS WELL!

The crew were dumbfounded but were not carrying anythign they knew to be contraband. The admiral aboard the Mendes powered down his engines and sent the signal for all other ships to do the same. The small fleet glided to a stop, staying in formation and halted.

The admiral then responded. "this is the Admiral Benson commander of this flottilla, we will submit, though we are not aware of anyhting that is contraband, we will gladly load anything you deem as such onto one of our transports and leave with it. "

The crew waited and wondered about the cargo, 100 suits of human sized power armour (mark one, it is the old version as only our military is licensed to own mark 2) and interface implants (with a manual on how to install, understandable by any competant surgeon with each interface) 50 suits of superhuman sized armour (about 8 foot high). There was also a ten tonnes of non perishable food of mainly terran genestock (from the Orange homeworld) and a few delicacies from the system near Cam III, such as roast spider lizard and other such food. There were several flavoured bevarages, although none with alcohol or other drugs present, some fizzy, making 20 tonnes. And the rest of the load was raw materials, metals and ores, large quantities of Iron, Aluminium and titanium, with some tungsten, coming to 100 tonnes, all waited to be scanned in each of the transports.

The crew themselves were acompanied by a few marines (five in each corvette, ten in the destroyer, twenty in the frigate) and five in each of the ten transports, along wth food and supplies for each ship and crew.


The crew waited tensely as the scanning proceeded and the strange fighter approached their blocky and now seemingly crude vessels. (OOC: this is just culture shock, though Orange state is hardly an artfully advanced nation in space terms) All shocked that they had found anything when hope had fallen so low. Even the marines looked concerned, they were far away from home, and while their locationw as known, they were a couple of days travel from help.

The admiral readied himself, hopefully he could negotiate a trade agreement, that would get him a proper flagship and get him clear of these boring duties.

The fighter flew up and began its scanning process, and as the light from the sun flashed off it, the magnitude of his discovery struck him, Benson was feeling smug underneath his cold exterior, the whole future was about to change again for his people....

On board Platform D-34

'Sir, the inspection is complete. The scan has picked up some items. Mainly food. However, it has detected something that may be a weapon, or it could be armour.'

The officer pondered for a while. Open a channel to the orange state fleet, 'Some of ships are carrying suspious cargo. They are hereby impounded until a proper inspection can be carried out. All other ships are free to leave the system!'

OOC: Any vessel carrying the battle armour is affected by this

OOC: Powered armour, basically is a composite suit or armour that is completely sealed, and powered by small fusion cell. The power armour in the transports are powered by motors fitted into the various parts of the armour and responds to brainwaves read by the implant. The implant is small and easy to install in humans, but is only configured for Terran human brains and simular configurations. It is made of several patts which lock together. It provides an effective protection of 150-500mm with weak spots being the joints and relatively unprotected eye slits. The armour reads brain patterns and moves itself reducing the burden on the wearer to almosty nothing. Some agility is lost, but the speed is barely affected and strenght boosted. The wearer has armour status fed to him or her via the implant. The amrour is infact mass produced, as is the implant.

The mark 2 armour is a recent re design has no weak spots over joints, is easier to repair and maintain and has better power, motors and protection overall, its also sealed in two layers and have self puncture protection, to make it suitable for space combat (as though big holes are still fatal.. slluuurrrppp) it includes better enviromental control and faster movement and so on. That version is not for sale.

Tower armour is a more expensive, eless easily maintained but much heavier version. It is worn by the experienced tower warriors, who have fought long enough for another genetic boost to be effective.

OOC: reply to my impound order please

OOC: in a hurry when i wrote that,

IC: Admiral Benson Grimaced, this wasnt how it was supposed to go. He decided there was only one good way to take this. He was sure that it was the armour and that knew what it was.

"The armour is merchandise for your or anyone else's purchase, at the discretion of their own government of course. If you wish to take the armour, so be it, but we implore you not to do so as it is only for the purchase of selling. We beleive any nation may find it interesting."

He paused and his face briefly showed his age despite the treatment he had undergone, as he thought before continuing on.

"You may infact have a good look at it. Though we'd like to trade, and perhaps arraneg the meeting of officials of our government. Our nation strives to trade with anyone we can, to mutually increase wealth.

If you deem it unsuitable we will remove it, though we wish only to trade our goods woth any of your people that demand it. We see this as a very profitable and interesting venture for both of us"

He closed the channels and hoped for the best. He nodded to the comms officer to be ready to send some data home when the disucssion ended. His superiros would probably like to know what had happened to him.

The sonic boom of ships coming out of N-space sounded as the fleet moved out of jump speed. Admiral Dala put his hands behind his back as he looked out into space and veiwed the fleet he was responsible for.

"Deck Officer! I want a comm scan of the system we have entered. Have Wasp Squadron Beta move out and make a sweeping line in front of the fleet to find any hostiles."

The deck officer turned in smart military fashion and went to carry out his orders.

75 Wasp Fighters sped by the large Archangels looming over them and flew to the front of the fleet. Beta Leader sent a transmission to Flagship Ticondoroga.

The deck officer came back and saluted the Admiral. "Sir, comm scan has detected 3 worlds in the system known as the Bath System. 2 of the 3 worlds are uninhabitable, but life has been found on the 3rd. Also sir Beta Leader says his scanners have picked up what cold be a large fleet about 2 jumps away from ourselves. So far no hostiles have been spotted, I've informed all fleet captians to watch their comm scopes carefully."

Admiral Dala nodded. He looked out into space and watched as Beta Squadron came back from their mission. "Are their any moons that can be found around the planets?"

"Yes sir, we have found about 2 on the 2nd planet that is not inhabitated.'

"Move the fleet to the far side of one of the moons. We will stay there until I have more information on this system. Have 1 Dragon Frigate and 2 HammerHead Frigates to jump to where Beta Leader's scanners found this supposed fleet. Have Captian Piet command the group. Tell him priority code 1 will remain open if he is attacked or somehow has negotiated with whatever forces are there. Move." Saluting again the deck officer left to carry our his orders. Dala watched as is fleet deployed and also as 3 ships broke out of formation. With a loud sonic boom the three ships disapeared.

IC: Captian Piets Dragon Frigate

Piet looked over the bridge of his frigate and sipped slowly on the hot caff he'd grabbed earlier. Looking out once more into the nothing that was N-spae he sighed. "Lieutinant Malk. I will be in my quarters, inform me when we make the second jump and when we have made it have all gunners report to stations ready for anything."
"Yes Sir!" The young man saluted Piet and quickly went about his duties. Piet smiled at youth and went slowly back to his quarters. Sitting behind his metal desk on his leather imported chair he relaxed and slowly slipped into a deep sleep.

Piet was suddenly awoken by a loud voice. "SIR! This is Malk sir. We have just made the second jump sir. But before we did I had the scanners check the destination. Sir there are several ships most likely hostile or worse sir what should we do sir!' the Lieutinant seemed very on edge. Getting up from his chair Piet jogged back to the bridge.

"Calm down Malk. SImply ready the gunners and have all comms open to signals."

The three ships continued in N-space to find this fllet.

'Orange state ships! It may well be your armour that we have detected. You will land at the platform, while we inspect your vessel. Your crew shall be held for a few hours in the detention centre of the platform. You and your chief officers shall be given limited freedom of the platform. We apologise for any delay.'

'Sir, we're picking up a strange energy signal near bath 2!'
'What is it, some kind of ship?'
'Not sure, it's too far away to tell.'

'Send mega fighter alpha 1 to investigate. It's sure getting busy here today...'

The Orange state vessels submitted quickly, while the commanding officers grabbed a few items to trade with (food, drinks with no drugs (by which i include caffiene and alcohol) and a few items of clothing. They the awaited the orders of the Moleland fleet and prepared to to follow their instructions. They werent going to miss an opportunity to trade (and are fairly safe as a few of the officers are high ranking tower warrirors.. who are frankly formidable even out of armour).

The ships followed the Moleland vessels to the ports, powering weapons down into standby (four settings, off, standby, ready and full power each setting readier for battle at shorter notice, but draining more power) only leaving it on that as the comms had picked up extra activity in the system.

The admiral decided now would be a ood time to break the silence.

" THis is admiral Benson we have noticed you tracking another vessel, our scanners cannot identify it at this range, but we are aware through your comms chatter that something is going on. Is it likely we will be required to undertake any action? If so please warn us a little in advance so we can be ready to assist as we have set our weapons to standby, we will not be battle ready instantly im afraid. It doesnt seem to be one of yours, if it isnt, we also wish to communicate with it."

He wondered what confusion this would cause, and worried for a moment, while his frigate might look impressive if you had seen such a crafty before, its 600ft length had never felt so small. He wished hed already got a better flagship.

I asked for an Overlord class... but what did they give me? he thought.

Hopefully though, he wouldnt need to gauge the other vessels attack capacity yet.

(OOC: Im not preparing for war, but the crew are a little frightened, oh and an overlord is a 1 mile battleship, designed for all round combat and capital ship destruction, we have two other battleship classes, one is basically a very heavily armed carrier, a fleet in itself, and one has a huge gun for anti super capital operations)

As the vessels approached their landing areas, Mole guards and officers awaited them. Behind them were what looked like scientists.

An officer looked at the crews of the vessels as they disembarked.

'All those who are officers, please enter the platform. Your movements will be monitored and some areas are restricted.'

Once the officers entered the platform, the officer said, 'All those remaining, will folow these 20 guards to the detention area. We apologise, but we can't have you wandering around the platform.'

(I'll assume your crews comply)

The scientists boarded the vessel in search for the item that triggered the alarm. They found the armour very quickly

'What do you make of it?'
'Looks like some sort of primitive battle armour.'
'Shall we confisicate it?'
'No. It's not worth it. Take 5 of each for testing. Will tell the captain to advise that this cargo is not a threat to Moleland colonies.'

The armour was taken from the ship and to the research labs.

The chief scientist told the captain what they found.

'Ok, tell the prision guards to release them, but order the ships to stay in the sector. Now, don't bother me, we are trying to track a strange energy source.'

'Understood'

OOC: your crew and ships are free to go.

"Captain Piet! We have incoming enemy vessels at vector dash 5, fast too probably fighter class."

Captain Piet looked on his veiwing screen and watched a dot move closer to his ships. "Have all ships hold their fire. Halt movement and open all comm channels. Have comm scan find anythng about the ships and what they are doing."

"Comm scan has detected several ships sir, the channels are buzzing in a language similair to our own sir just a few words we don't recognise. Also there is one aproaching fighter which acording to our scanners is scanning us sir," said Lieutinant Malk, the young man had a worried look on his face.

"Open comm channels and let me talk to them. Also have both hammerheads hold flanking positions. Have the gunners ready one Concussion Missile for firing incase of hostilities."

"Yes Sir. Comm channels open sir."

Piet cleared hs throat. "This is Captian Piet of the Protectorate of Larix-Kura. Our scanners picked up your ships on our scopes and we were sent by my commanding officer Admiral Dala to reveiw the situation and determine if you could be hostile to us. We are not here to invade, we are an explore type fleet only searching for new worlds to inhabit. My ships will remain where they are until further negotiations can be made between us. If your commanding officer is available I would speak with him."
Piet nodded to the comm officer and closed the speaker. "We will await a response, on no condition are any of our gunners to fire. Do you get me Lieutenant? Send the message to the Hammaerheads and have us hold this vector. Have all gunners at posts and be ready for only my order to fire."

Malk nodded and carried out his orders.

Now we wait, thought Piet as he stood on the bridge with his hands behind his back.

this is sephrioth strike fleet omega
one vengance super fortress
100 bahamut class heavy destroyers
13 liberator missile corvetes and 1221 wildfire space fighter carriers

Sephrioth, GET LOST!!!!! This is a closed rp. You had a chance to sign up, you didn't take it. anyway, I would't have a godmodder in this rp.

Anyway

IC: The messege was relayed to the platform

great the captain thought more explorers..

'This is platform D-34. you have illegally entered mole space. Mega fighter alpha 1 is on it's way to inspect your vessel. Hold your position, and await further instructions...'

The crew complied allowing themself to be manhandled in a most professional way, they boarded their vessels, and awaited their officers. The officers arriving later, taking a few notes on what they had seen and relaying it home. On cruising out of the base they began to transmit the following.

"This is the Orange state fleet Admiral Benson we still wish to know if we can open up trading."

He prepared for his next orders and began informing his superiors back home. It would be two days before the message arrived, even with jump transmission technology (while our ships no longer require gates to create a two ended field arounf them which allows them to travle much faster, messages dont have built in jump drives and so are sent between two very small jump "gates" on any transmitter of good quality. These days you can buy such things to talk to friends on other colonies with for $29.99 Orange dollars.. which is about $50USD)

The fleet cruised out from the platform for a few minutes and then stopped waiting for further developements.

"Sir did you understand everything he said?" Malk looked up at Captain Piet. Piet shhok his head.
"Not all of it, but sounds like they want us to hold our position. Right now send a report via the secruity transmission code to Admiral Dala and inform him of our situation. After that have the Nav computer configure a short jump to sector 4 so that if neccasary we can make a quick get away."

"Yes Sir."
"And, Lieutinant. Open comms channels again."
"Yes Sir."

Malk went about following his orders and the comms officer nodded at Captain Piet.
"This is Captain Piet. We come in peace. We will comply with your order to hold our positions. We come in peace, we have no wish to fight." Piet nodded at the comm officer ad the channel was closed.

"What now sir?"
"We wait."

IC: Far side of the moon, Admiral Dala's flagship

"Admiral sir, we're receiving a trasnmission from Captain Piet sir. It seems he has run into a reasonable size force of ships. ALso he reports that two nationalities seem to be present as if someone else is also just arrived."

Dala nodded at his comm officer. "Have the engineers finish constructing the pre-fab base on the moons surface?"

"Yes sir they have, we now have one squadron of Wasps stationed there along with 1,500 troops. We set up a system of turrents also where a few extra Quad laser Cannons were placed for extra defense. The reactors for the energy feild will be done in...seven hours, so by that time nearly nothing will be able to penatrate it."

Dala smiled. Now he had a base to use and anchor his operations here in the Bath System." You may now send a transmission back home for the Trade freighters to begin coming. Also tell them to send me two more carriers, and as many frigates as possible. Upon arriving I want work on the Space Docks to begin emediatly, it should only take them...8 days to get here. Give them the shortest Nav route also." The comms officer nodded and bagan sending transmissions.

Dala looked out onto his motionless fleet. This was a new beginning. Dala looked at his watch and the back to his comm officer." Have Archangel Victory move to support Captain Piet, I want Captain Maiv to be able to back him up with any fire power he might need." The comm officer nodded and sent the message along. Yes an Archangel Destroyer would do nicely, thought Dala. He turned to look out into space again. He watched as the Victory moved out of formation and the sonic boom sounded of them jumping into N-space. Yes it would do very nicely.

Near the sun of the Bath System three small ships came out of Hyperspace, and had they been where there was sme way for sound to travle, they would have made a large bang. THe men looked at the looming star and through their nav officer out of the ship a few seconds before they where melted by the stars large amoun of heat.

Back in the Tsurani home System, the Fleet lost contact with three scout ships. "Report their last position." Said the commander. "They where in the bath system, witch currently is held by Moleland." He then looked at a new map, traking all systems the Molelands controled. "othing we can use sir, if only there was a system with a large number of Unihabitable worlds, then we could dump all the Necron tombs in the Empire on them, making them grow much faster." Said the commander. "How may legions are ready?" He asked. "10." Te man replied.
"What world types does the Bath system Have?" He asked, desprate for one last try.
"It is ostly uninhabial, one world that is, why?" The man asked.
"I wonder......." The Commander said.

The Legions recived orders in the next hour, and the immidiatly set the rift genotators up to go the the bath System. By the time they where ready, a large umber of transports, as well as 3 Pyrimids that held the Necrons, where ready. They pressed the rift sequence, and 5400 Ships, as well as the NEcron transports, rifted to the Bath System.

In the BAth system, the Tsurani Ship all arrived a bit to close to the sun, and had to intiate the rift squence back home to avvoid the death of over 11 million men. THe Nav Officers where banned from Alcohole before Missions for a full century.

OOC This may seem pointless, but 5400 ships, plus the Necron migraton would show up on scaners, so do with that what you will, they would have been there for at least 5 miuntes.

The Admiral opened up the channels to all ships, as he did the scanners showed a very large number of vessels.

"This is Admiral Benson asking the officers of HOLY SHIT DID YOU SEE THAT! I mean sorry, Moleland, oh never mind, 5400 vessels of alien origin, his must be a wierd day for your guys."

A full armada he thought, and prepared to die, any hsip capable of arriving that close to a sun and surviving had to very advanced, but then it went again, the whole fleet. He blinked.

"Everyone else see that? Good. Not space madness then?"

He regained his commanding compusure again and began addressing the crew.

"Right, back to positions, Im going to go back to asking Moleland if we can start trading, as well as having a list of what goods are contraband."

On board mega fighter alpha 1

OOC: any messege in brackets and italics is coded

IC: (D-34, this alpha 1, beginning inspection of new vessels)
(Roger that alpha 10

OOC: Larix-Kura, tell what cargo is onboard your ships (if any)

IC: On board Platform D-34

'Sir, more ships have turned up!'
'what? That's it, this is a weird day. how many?'
'Sensors detect at least 5000 reasonably small ships'
'I DON'T CARE HOW SMALL THEY ARE'

The captain reached down and opened a encrypted channel

(This is platform D-34, requesting reinforcement over[i])

([i]Request for reinforcements, acknowledged[i])

[i]Okay, thought the captain, now help is on it's way, let's deal with this invasion fleet

'Open a channel!'
'Sir!'
'Alien vessels. You have illegally entered mole space! Your fleet is too big to be explorers! You are ordered to leave within 15 minutes, or you will be treated as hostile. 15 minutes and counting!'

The captain understood the danger of raising the threat of attack. He hoped he wouldn't have to be hostile, but, The colony on Bath 2 MUST be protected.

On board mega fighter alpha 1

OOC: any messege in brackets and italics is coded

IC: (D-34, this alpha 1, beginning inspection of new vessels)
(Roger that alpha 1)

OOC: Larix-Kura, tell what cargo is onboard your ships (if any)

IC: On board Platform D-34

'Sir, more ships have turned up!'
'what? That's it, this is a weird day. how many?'
'Sensors detect at least 5000 reasonably small ships'
'I DON'T CARE HOW SMALL THEY ARE'

The captain reached down and opened a encrypted channel

(This is platform D-34, requesting reinforcement over)

(Request for reinforcements, acknowledged)

Okay, thought the captain, now help is on it's way, let's deal with this invasion fleet

'Open a channel!'
'Sir!'
'Alien vessels. You have illegally entered mole space! Your fleet is too big to be explorers! You are ordered to leave within 15 minutes, or you will be treated as hostile. 15 minutes and counting!'

The captain understood the danger of raising the threat of attack. He hoped he wouldn't have to be hostile, but, The colony on Bath 2 MUST be protected.

[ignore the first post. Sorry for double post)

OOC Tag, wow, 5400, thats a lot, more then my whole fleet.

OOC Are we accepting tags? Also, the fleet are gone. They will be back, but not yet. and what where you saying about SMALL? A large number of those are flag ships and admral guard, look at my nation info to see how many ships there are that are not small.

IC The Tsurani looked at the Fleet nav commander. It would seem strange that such a small race had control over the Empire, but they had mantained their power using the Alethrians, cause no one in the Empire wanted the Tsurani loyals to come down on them. THey looked at the human, who stood looking at them with unatural calm. Finally, one of them spoke. "For the almost destruction of an entire fleet, we are punishing you, for the ability to test our new sheilds, we are rewarding you, thus, instead of being sentance to death, you are discharged and will be given a salary from the govenment for the last few years of our life. No more jobs, got it?" The man nodded and left. The Tsurani then ate a number of friuts, clearing their nural pathways to work out a new problem.

On the bridge of the High admrials ship Locimotise the Messages came in. He frowned, then ordered the men to send a message back to the Moleland people.

To the People of Moleland.
We are sorry we almost invaded a major colony for you, as we where only trying to find three uninhabital worlds to place our Necron fleet, according to our sorces, all worlds in that system where uninhabital. Becuase this is not the case, we will allow your people to leave the world, AND will give you a world for them to go to. With this we will give you a Necron Pyrimid, and Train a Space Marne chapter for your use.
High admral Deveskru

The captain was Horrified by this responce. This mole colony had been established a few years after the lem wars.

'Negative! This is a colony that has been here for hundreds of years! Withdraw your forces immediately! Or I'll be forced to stop you...'

(HQ, we need much more! A planet defence team perhaps)
(Reinforcements are already being upgraded. Frigate flagship shall arrive soon, closly followed by 4 MDCs, 16 interdictors and other large vessels)

'Prepare mega fighter beta, and missile boat Mu for launch!'
'SIR!'

OOC LOL, Dude, the fleet had left, that message was sent to your nation from the Tsurani home system witch technicly does not exist. Soooo, your screens would notice.

IC High Admral frowed, he hated fighting, although he was a good commander, he hated to do it. He sighed, if they would not give up the world, he might have to ask for the other two.

We are sorry to say that, we do however need that world, or a diffrent system with three worlds avaible without any other worlds at all. If you an find us one, I will go to that one. We await the orders.

He then stoped, there was a new transmission he had intercepted. He looked at it. "What the hell is that? I know the code, but for christ sake that writting is really bad.

OOC: sorry, didn't understand

IC: 'None of these planets are available.'

OOC NP. you DID have five miuntes that could have happened in.

IC The High Admral lisened to the message, then smiled. He looked at one of his men. "There are other ships in that system, who made no move to peace, but who build up there forces. Lets go show them real power."

To the Moleland Admral, we mean no harm, do you know of any systems that have at least 3 uninhabital worlds? We require them for reasons you may not know. We are sorry, and will not move to attack you in anyway. We may meet some other time, also, to let you know, on one of the moons there is a base that is gathering forces. Well, see you later, possibly.

The captain did not reply.

Shortly after the messege ended, Frigate flagship arrived.

(This is Frigate Flagship to D-34, what's the problem)
(nothing, it looks like it's died down. Please stay, to show we mean business)
(OK!)

IC: Captain Piet's Frigate

"Captain Sir! The Archangel Victory has just come out of N-Space about 20 kloms away from us. Captain Meiv is on the comm also requesting to speak with you on your present situation."

Piet nodded, a little shocked that Admiral Dala would send a destroyer into such a fragile siutation but the Admiral obviously had his motives. He nodded to the comm officer." Captain Meiv how nice to see you again. We have observed about 3 fleets entering this system. One which is under Moleland seems to have the authority. Another Orange State seems to be a trading fleet. And the third is a unidentified, and the largest to be seen. Do you have any news from the Admiral?"

Meiv's face appeared on the monitor."No Piet no other orders from Admiral Dala for me or you. I'm here to back you up with any firepower you might need for this situation and it seems you might need it. Has Moleland given any sign of how it's going to react?"

"No. I don't think they can. I'm sending a transmission strait to homeworld for reinforcements."

IC: New Larix-Kura Moon Base; Admiral Dala's Flagship Manticore

"Admiral Dala we have completed construction of the shield generator. We have set it so the shield covers the fleet while it stays stationary, however if any deploying is to be done we will have to shut it down momentarily. Our Turbolaser turrents on the moon are able to defend with it up so we should be safe from attack."

Dala nodded at his deck officer." Have we any report from homeworld?"

"Yes sir, they say that they recieved a message from Piet also. they are sending 10 more carriers, and 20 more Archangels along with 30 Dragon-class Frigates. The Director has made it clear that our stakes in this system are important to the Protector. Great honors if we succed."

Dala smiled. And all under his command.

"Sir one other note. They are also sending Admiral Jurros to CO-Command with you sir."

Dala's smile fadded."Very well, how long until they reach us here. The docks have only begun construction."

"Two days sir. The Director sent them 7 days ago."

Among the turmoil, Orange state had decided that contact with new civilisations could only yeild money.
(flash foward)
Two days after the message was sent it arrived, within hours a plan had been set. About halfway between the Ornage home system and the Moleland bath system was a presently uninhabited system with no planets suitable for life, but with one that could be terraformed and lived on in enclosed domes. Construction and reasources were being planned and put together within hours and a fleet of builders left immediately, with a naval exscort, followed a few days later by a few colonists. A Medium sized naval and trading base would be built there, as a stopping point between home and the newly discovered aliens. Logic dictated that the Moleland must be roughly central to all these races.

Terraforming would take generations to complete, but solar farming could begin immediately and fuel generation plants would be up in hours providing a system to restore power cells with.

Within weeks there would be a small forest planted in the temperate regions, and some irrigation. Rain would occur over it as newfound oxygen and life would alter weather patterns, a special variant of tropical trees designed for fast growth was planted in huge fields and irrigated to begin the first stage of terraforming.

But this was the future, and for now, it is just admiral Benson watching the proceddings with dismay and still pestering Moleland if he can trade, while holding his fleet's postion. They would need supplies soon, but hopefully the fleet could leave mole territory in a couple of days and travel home. He and his crew were weary after events and had a lot to report.

OOC: sorry orange state. bit busy with potential invasions.

IC: HQ on the Surface of Bath 2

...Ok D-34. Understood.

'Several ships in the sector, possible hostile. Everybody to defence stations. Possible attack.'

Platform D-34

ooc: Please tell em what's onboard your fleet Larix-Kura

IC: 'Sir a warship has arrived with the Larix-Kura fleet'
'Is it hostile?'
'No, not yet'
'Launch mega fighter beta, and missile boat mu. Prepare turbo laser group gamma!'
'Messege recieved'

The fighters lauched, and began to patrol the area around the platform.

on board frigate flagship

'the platform has lauched some fighters to patrol. Shall we do the same?'
'No, move us between the platform and the fleet from Larix-Kura. Keep a 1.5 kilometre distance.'
'Order acknowledged!'

'Orange state. Trade talks can begin later. We are busy at the momment. await further instructions.

OOC: for now i will be patient OOCly but IC:y my men wont be.

IC: On recieving the message the Orange state fleet realised that they were in a dangerous position. Bensom decided his fleet needed rest but werent safe in the open.

"If Moleland has Objections we wish to reposition our fleet on the others die of the nearest unihabited planet, out the way but not far."

He could rest half the crew at a time then and know he was relatively safe.

He then tranmitted the following, "If you have any objections we will halt immediately, but otherwise we are moving slowly there"

The systems on the ships fired up and they cruised leasurely and slowly, but purposely towards the uninhabited planet. The ships remaining in a tight defensive formation. On arriving, supplies would be transferred over to various ships, while the fighters would switch pilots (OOC:we have no carrier with this fleet, but instead the fighters link with and refuel off the transports, which are pretty large, and each fighter has two pilots. Changed every eight hours). Some rest would be got by all while the crisis between the others resolved itself. Benson contacted home, satisfied that just offering the hand of trade would do for now, and would be what his emporer would want. Which mattered, as if he offended the emporer he would lose his job and depending on the offence, possibly more.

'Approved. Please remain on standby when talks can begin'

The fleet stopped behind the planet began refueling and resting. the only full powered system the scanner and comms units which watched the whole situtation very closely.

It was proving interesting, and hopefully profitable.

Perhaps some of these nations would know of the origin of the ancient race and why it had been reduced to barbaric "modern" races on so many planets. Or even barely civilised races like Orange. All this puzzled the Admiral, the rest of his crew blissfully unaware, as few had the amount of education he had enjoyed as a child. As he pondered he stumbled accross a couple of marines arm wrestling while the crew of the ships placed bets. Such behavior might be illegal on many nations shores, let alone military, but this was entrepreneurship. It was what his people lived for. He continued on and strolled into his modest but comfortable room and collapsed into his bed. He was asleep almost instantly.

OOC: Thanks orange state. Let the other people catch up ok?

OOC: I might be RPing a lot, but very little has actually happened. My admiral is sleeping... shhhhh!

OOC: does everybody agree with my decision to tell Sephrioth to get lost?

OOC: I am here, by the way, just not seen a reason to post yet :).

OOC: Ok Sep is an idiot so its fine that you told him to get lost.

IC: Captain Piet's Frigate

"Open comms channels......Moleland, This is Captain Piet. Our fleet has weapons about them consisting of concussion missiles and a small group of shock troops armed with las rifles, body armor, and grenades. Other than that and food for the crew we have nothing. My fleet was simply a advance wing of a larger fleet to come. We have come to find new worlds to inhabit. Our scanners report that you have launched a resonable size ship classed as a missile boat, keep it within 200 kloms (kilometers) or we will see it as a threat and open fire. Your scanning fighter can scan us all it wants. I will ask you only one more question and it will be answered in 3 standerd days then we leave to report back. Will you allow my nations fleet through the Bath System?"

Piet nodded at the comms officer, and the transmission was cut. He took a long gulp of his warm caff from it's styro-foam cup."Have the gun crew shift places again. Then again in 7 hours." Malk nodded and went about his orders.

The monitor turned on and Meiv's face appeared. "You handled that nicely old friend. I'm sure the Admiral will not object. I just sent him another report on the situation. We gonna report back in person in 3 days then?"

"Yes"

IC: Newly constructed dock station New Albany , Admiral Dala's courters

Admiral Dala was a little pissed at the moment. Even sitting in his new office on the space docks and with his fleet all docked and ready he wa still pissed at the fact that Admiral Jurros was here. The reinforcements had arrived a day ago, Jurros had promptly asked for an inspection of the moon base and the dock station. He was a real prick on strick standards. Dala had known the boys farther. Jurros was only 29 after all. Dala was just thinking about stupid politics when Jurros entered his office without so much as a nock.

"Dala how come you didn't tell me you were in contact with other nations here. I've heard we have an Archangel, one Dragon, and two Hammerheads out there."

"Yes we do, they reported a day ago that if negotiations weren't done then they would return in 3 days."

"Shouldn't you as an Admiral be there to handle the situation, not a mear Captain?"

"That Captain happens to have 20 years of fleet service under his belt along with about 10 involved with other nations. Piet is used to this sort of stuff, so don't you get pufy about it being a shame your not there to get your pretty picture taken."

Jurros was silent. He had dark jet black hair, green eyes, and pale skin. His uniform was almost comical since he had to sew up the pants some since they were to long for him.

"If you wish Admiral Jurros you may go and handle the negotiations, you are a diplomat like your farther. I'm sure it would be easy for you to convince the locals to let us through.'

In anger Jurros made a slight misstake in Dala's opinion."Fine! I will then! Comm Officer! Get me one Dragon-class frigate and 4 Hammerheads, I will be leaving for Captain Piets present position."

Jurros stormed out. Dala smiled then pressed a comm button on his desk. " Captain Marks, this is Admiral Dala, send a transmission along the emergency line to Piet telling him to delay no longer. Tell him in 20 hours to start a party and infrom him that he is then to exit it and get his ass back here."

Dala closed the line. Soon he would have the full command of the fleet, with Jurros leaving stage right he would be very well suited.

The Tsurani fleet Looked at the new coordinets. They where all right, and would not get the fleet burnt. They set the rift engine up, and in a few seconds they where in the same system that OS where setting up their colony. This was not unoticed by the Tsurani.
"Sir, what shall we do? Willwe send hails? Ask them to leave?" Asked a corpral.
"We need that world, and the humans are holding on to it by the looks of things. THat colony will not go without force. the Humans must have made it for a reason." He thought about it. Then a small grin crossed his small face. "We will kill them, wipe out anyone who fights, and send the rest back to their home world. We will give them no choice in the matter." He then laughed, they would get their world.

OOC Ok, what thy are going to do is go above the world, give them a chance to leave, any who refuse will be killed, the rest sent back to your home system.

OOC: Orange state are setting up as a halfway point, a stopover halfway into a 2 day journey. Nothing else. Though they thought they might as well make a point of it, so there will be solar plants running our fuel restoration units. Allowing us to have a supply point there also.

(EXP by creating the right conditions we reverse the fission process that occurs in our reactors for all power. This uses more energy than it gives, but allows a good store of energy so we use a renewable and cheap source like solar power to run this)

If threatened OS woud strike up a dea las the colony isnt more than a couple of days into the set up.

If you could find us a simular world within about 50 light years of there and help us unpack and move on, as the exact location doesnt matter, as long as its not more than a few hours off the trail. Preferably if you can find one that is along the path better.

Otherwise we will negotiate and allow you some land if you really need it.

We do have a moderate sized fleet there. A battleship, and about three dozen smaller ships, plus a few fighters.

OOC: OK arenumberg, as long as you keep up!

IC: 'Larix-Kura, you are not permitted to enter any further into mole space. You will, however be allowed to circle the perimeter of our space. No planets are available for colonisation in our territory. Our missile boats have been deployed on patrol, in case of trouble.'

'Sir, it would appear that a large force is building up around Bath1. Orange state may be attacked there soon. Shouldn't we do something'
'No, not yet. I'm more worried by Larix-Kura at the moment...'

IC: Piets Command Ship

"Nice try Piet, but no cigar," said Meiv, the Captain was sitting at his office desk and talking to Piet through the monitor.

"Well we will just have to follow the orders that Admiral Dala gave us." Piet turned to Lieutenant Malk. "Prepare all crews for evasive action! Have comm scan get a fix on that gun boat. I want a 20 missile spread. Captain Meiv if you would be kind enough to have your quad heavy lasers target that fighter. And also try send ing a long shot at that platform about 5 succesive shot should do it."

The whine and fump of missiles shooting sounded. The gun boat had no time to evade such a large number of missiles.

The shrill sound of large lasers sounded as Meiv set his gunners to work on the platform firing 5 shots from the heavy quad laser cannons.

"Alright jump to point 5, niner dash 12. From there back to Admiral Dala as ordered. Move!"

The 3 frigates and the Archangel disengaged and the sonic boom sounded as they jumped into N-space and disapeared.

No more than 5 minutes later 5 more frigates appeared.
"Deck Officer tell me where Piet is!"
"Yes sir Admiral Jurros."

OOC: Mole tell me how much damage I caused to your platfrom and also I know at the very least that your gun boat is dead as a doornail so just give me a list of damage in a OOC.

OOC Was that aimed at Moleland? Also, OS, The Tsurani would not understand that. Even with so many humans in the Empire, they have their own veiw on how a human will act. They are attacking, with all ships, besides, this is a war RP, and they do not know that they are OS people.

The small Orange fleet witnessed it, but having rested for a short while werent ready instantly. Admiral Benson awoke with a pulled his black minimalistic uniform on and ran out onbto the bridge.

"Report on that now Captain" he barked without even looking, he knew that the captain would be there already.
"A small fleet emerged and attacked the moles and has left. Wait sir, im getting more energy on my scanners."
"I presume the fleet is ready."

The captain looked thoughtful, and then semi satisfieds with himself.
"Our ship is, as are the other naval vessels, the fighters are reafdy to load up"
"do it, power all weapons up, make sure the sheilds are fully charged and heavy everyone ready for evasive and possibly offensive action"
The captain looked over to his comms officer who had already begun transmitting, The officer looked back and respectfully gave him the report.
"All ships ready, the fighters excepted, they will be detatched and crewed in approximately 20 seconds."
The admiral smiled, his fleet were all obviously well drilled, they had shown initiative. He made a small mental note to tell high command about that.

The ship's science officer stumbled in and saluted.
"Sir, we have scans, they are highly advanced and again unknown, using a different method of travel to us. They drop out of standard reality, like a whole dimension of the field we create around ourselves when we jump, they also posses fast weaponry"

The admiral readied his fleet, he wouldnt attack unless attacked first. The fleet powered up and waited.

He readied his smal force to administer aid to the moleland survivors.

As the missile struck a messege blasted out to all mole ships, ( Mission critical installation, under attack!)

On board platform d-34

'Damage report!'
The computer replied 'Sheilds holding at 20%'

The captain was obviously annoyed, why didn't the frigate warn us, or intercept them!
'To all alien vessels in this sector. If you come within 5 kilometres of any of our vessels, you shall be fired upon'
'Sir, the reinforcements from moleland shall arrive in 20 minutes.'
'We can hold out that long. Attack any vessel from Larix-Kura from now on. We cannot allow such an unprovoked attack go unpunished. Lauch turbo laser gamma!'
'Sir'

The fighters already lauched now were beginning to search for a target to attack. The moles were angry...

Receiving ther transmission the Admiral had to react, right now his fleet were sitting ducks. Would he help moleland or stay out of things? Either way was risky and could make Ornage state enemies it didnt want. For now he would make a compromise, he couldnt get within 5 kilometers of the moleland forces anyway. That wasnt too far really, but he understood the situation. He looked to his captain and comms officers and began barking orders.


The Orange fleet cruised round the planetstaying out of line of sight with any of the other vessels, but closer to events.

Every captain and his crew then sat ready for more developements. THe various turrets and missile defence units powered up throughout the fleet, if someone was to attack them they would be ready unlike the unfortunate gun boat.

IC: Jurros's Frigate

"Admiral sir, we're being fired upon by unidentified ships. What should we do sir?"

Jurros look out into space. He wasn't ready for this, he'd only come to sort out the negotiations and be in the spotlight, not in combat. I can't lose face in front of my men. "Order the four HammersHeads into a wall fomation, have us be at its center. Then advance with sheilds up and attack that up coming fighter, then on to the platfrom."

The five frigates formed into a horizontal line formation and advanced upon the Platfrom and the fighter.

"I want a 60 missile spread, 30 at the fighter, 30 at the platfrom! Now!"

The whish krump of missiles leaving their tubes sounded as a hail of them went towards both targets.

"Have Hammerhead Alpha and Beta drop out of formation and begin hitting that platfrom with all laser cannons availible. Tell the other two to take up positions on our flanks."

"Sir comm scan has detected a large force maybe 20 ships not far away but they remain motionless. It seems they are not of Moleland sir, what should we do?"

"Ignore them unless they release any fighters."

2 of the Hammerheads broke out of formation and settled into a position for optimal firing capabilities and began a heavy barage. The other three frigates formed a V formation and began firing at the elusive fighter which had excaped the missile spread.


IC: Admiral Dala's Quarters, New Albany

"Well done Captain Piet, you've done wonderfully." Sitting in front of his desk was Piet and Meiv who had gotten back a few short hours ago and now were being debriefed in Dala's quarters.

"Thankyou sir, but I'm still puzzled sir as to why we were ordered to attack," Piet said, he had a slight frown on his face.

"Well I calculated that the Molealnd forces would not let us pass so, might as well start the fireworks before the show, if you get my meeting." Piet nodded and looked out the side window. From the vantage point one could see 10 of the Archangels docked in a neat row.

"What are we going to do now sir," asked Meiv?
"Now? We are expanding our base on the moon and constructing larger and more powerful sheilding generators, so soon this base will be the begginning of a possible all out invasion of the Bath System." Both Captains mouths dropped open. Dala smiled."Thats right gentlemen, where not here to snoot around for a place to live but a place to conquer. I had a personal meeting with Protector Redruth and the Director before I left Homeworld on this mission. Right now our forces contain 18 Archangels, 200 Dragon and Hammerhead frigates, and 12 carriers. With his force we are ordered to take out all oposition and win the Bath system for the glory of the Protector."

Piet nodded as did Meiv. "Great Honors sir, if we win," said Piet.
Dala nodded, indeed great honors he thought. "You are both dismissed,"Dala said, with a wave of his hand. Both Captains stood, saluted, then left.

Dala checked to see that his door was closed then pressed the comm button on his desk."Has comm scan detected whats happening back where Piet left?"

"Yes sir, we've picked up large amount of energy being feilded which can only mean a battle. We also picked up several ships and many other forces heading in that direction sir, possibly reinforcements."

"Good, keep me informed." Dala pressed the button again and leaned back in his chair. He took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it. Smiling he leaned back and stared out the window.

OOC: Moleland might have had a chance to react to this one, depending how big the platform is and how well defended it may have survived. If it was equivalent to a battleship only maybe four or five missiles would have got past the turrets and abti missile light missiles. His role to post casualties though i guess.

Oh and my forces have no aircraft carriers, but among the "larger" vessels and transports, there is one wing of nfighters, which in Orange state terms is 5 squads of 5 (in this case 2 units are heavy fighters and 3 are light). They are remaining stationary.

the Orange state forces watched as waves of missiles were launched apon the moleland base, still unaware how to react they began transmitting.

"This is Orange state frigate, the Mendes, we wish for identification fo your vessels, please cease firing apon Moleland immediately and perhaps this situtation can be resolved peacefully."

Benson disengaged the transmitter and began listening, he didnt hold out much hope. These new races seemed fairly unreasonable.

When all was clear he would allow the one of the transports to search for escape pods, as it was equipped to gather salvage.

The moles were prepared for the attack this time.

Onboard D-34

'More missiles are approaching!'
'You know what to do'
The platforms missile laucher was lauching missiles against the incoming ones. also turbo lasers and turrets attacked the missiles. however, 10 still got through.

'Sheilds down! Hull holding 80%'

'Return fire upon those enemy vessels using the concussion missile laucher! Target any fighter that gets within range. Order a scramble. Have all 9 of our missile boats begin attack runs on the enemy capital ships. Have mega fighter beta and turbo laser gamma escort them. Have mega fighter Delta, and turbo laser zeta defend the platform against enemy fighters!'
'Orders recieved'

The missile boats homed in on their targets, firing 64 torpedoes in all on this run. The mega fioghters with them fired 16 torpedoes.

Onboard frigate flagship

'Right then, if it's open war they want... Lauch all fighters. Have the 2 squadrons of turbo laser fighters defend us. Have the 2 squdrons of mega fighters and missile boats begin attack runs against the enemy ships. Move us between them and the platform, and bring us within missile and turbo laser range!'
'YES sir'

The fighters were launched, and began their attack run

'Sir, what about the orange state vessels?'
'Are they being hostile?'
'Not yet, they might be on our side...'
'Ignore them, but expect an atack from them.'
'Understood'

IC: Jurros's Frigate

"Admiral sir! HammerHead frugate beta is reporting loss of sheilds and is on 76% hull. Loss of half the guns as well. Other than that the two Hammerheads there are firing with everything. Both report that they no longer have missiles and are firing full power on their heavy lasers and medium laser cannons. Our own three frigates have begun engageing some squadrons of fighters. Your orders sir?"

Jurros turned to face the comm officer."I want the two Hammerhead frigates on our flanks to disenagged formation and ingaged those fighters. Have the other two to increase fing on the platform and ignore those ships firing on them." The comm officer noded and went to work."Deck officer! I want this ship to turn 30% down angle and fire the last of its missiles at the formation of ships that have positioned themselves between the two hammerheads and the platform. As soon as thats done have all power shift to Heavy Lasers and begin engaging those larger vessels."

"Yes Sir."

Jurros watched as his orders were carried out.

'Remember moles! THE PLATFORM MUST SURVIVE!'
'Sir two frigates have brioken formation, and our attacking us. The turbo laser fighters will be no match, and the same with us. Frigate flagship can't help us, and the fighters are in combat! What should we do'
The captain of D-34 pondered for a moment.
'Orange state could protect us until reinforcements arrive! Open a channel!'
'Sir!'
'Oange state vessels, we request your assiastance! Protect us please until reinforcements arrive please help...'

The space battle resumed. 5 turbo laser fighters were destroyed, along with 2 missile boats and 1 mega fighter. this left 4 turbo laser fighters, 11 mega fighters, and 13 missile boats.
([i]missile boats! Concentrate torpedoes on the weakened frigate. Frigate flagship, along with the mega fighter and turbo laser fighters will attack that hammerhead[i])

The missile boats concentrated fire on the damaged frigate, firing 145 torpedoes at it, 'That should finish it off!'
'We're running out!'
'Engage another frigate with the rest!'
'OK'

The frigate and the remaining fighters moved in, with the concussion missile launcher working overtime, anmd 6 torpedoes fired...

OOC: Wait for orange states responce before continuing the attack please!

OOC: Damage Report/ 1 Hammerhead Frigate destroyed. 1 Damaged at 53% sheilds. 2 Fully operational Hammerheads. 1 Fully Operational Dragon Frigate.
4/5 Frigates left of the task force.

Missiles Report/ of the 4/5 Frigates left there about 54 Concussion missiles left between the four frigates.

The Admiral knew that staying out would make enemies and involving himself would make enemies, but Moleland had been reasonable earlier and looked like a good trading partner. The fleet accelerated while the Admiral announced over all channels.

"You have disrupted Orange state business, we were here to trade and perhaps exchange technologies and information, but now this is shattered. We are left with little choice now but to attack hostiles"

the fleet closed to try to surround the frigates with their superior numbers and manoeverability (these are all small ships really)

the destroyer and frigate firing 4 torpedos each into the damaged frigate, aiming to hit the nearest hammerhead if the first had been destroyed or if a few torpedos missed. (Our torpedos are slightly manoeverable, bvery fats and mdeium ranged, they carry a large warhead and have been known to fire 20Mt nukes into very large fleets, however as these are banned here, you just get a couple of tonnes of refined high tech explosives... think C4 refined into the future)

The light fighters moved ahead (15) and began to swarm the frigates, attempting to fly past and round the enemy frigates with intact sheilds (light fighters arent much use against heavy armour, but can eat at sheild banks with their twin A class lasers) (going for the torpedo's secondary target)

(A class lasers are rapid firing and can punch holes in tanks armour easily, but rarely score any significant damage)

the heavy fighters remained with the fleet guarding it. Also firing form a further distance with ther twin B class lasers (these aremore powerful than A but not by a lot, will go through a tank and out the other side, but needs to hit close to a vital part to kill it)


The two corvettes flanked the mighty frigate (comparitively) sitting sligthyl behind it firing their weapons apon the intact dragon frigate (assuming its bigger) (corvette have a few turrets and for other ships, two G class lasers each which will melt a tank in a couple of hits and fire less rapidly than A or B class lasers, but still at about 90 rounds/minute) As they closed they accelerated ahead attempting to flank the fleet.

The destroyer opened fired its 4 mighty G class lasers raining apon the damaged frigate like only the rain of your worst knightmare (or my new target if its gone by that point) which at the close range were making a substantial number of hits.

The frigate and fleet flagship however (in OS terms is the largest ship) had the best saved, firing 1 capital class missile into the dragon class frigate and its battery of 8 class lasers and single O class (our second biggest laser, the OAG is larger but we only have 8 in our navy.. the O class could not only melt a tank but leave a smoking crater for the molen metal to fall into) firing both before and after the missile arrived. The admiral sat wired in and sent a message explaining everything to his emporer, while the captain barked orders to his crew making sure every man was working the hardest he could.

"this is no drill, we have encountered a violent and non communicative race, make sure all turrets are manned, all missile defence systems are fully operational, these enemy liek their missiles. Fire a second missile at the flagship, or whatever that different one is"

A second missile left the tubes. Carrying its 1 tonne warhead with it.

(OOC: all this explaining is for reference, as these weapons will emerge time and again, so pay attention)

(tank damage assume earth conditions an armour of a FT MBT of around 3000mm effective, with 1000 on the rear, the tank weighing less than 70 tonnes and being made from a metal)

The Imperial legions, having kept a sensor in the Bath system, picked up all messages in the area. They had no difficulty dicphering the codes, but they did not understand most languges spoken. When theyt worked out there had been shot fired however, they new that they must act. Civilins where not targets, and they where about to be in the Bath System. The Legions readied their men for real combat, and in the next few seconds they ceased to exist when they entered the rift. When they emerged, they immidiatly set up all power to engines, rellying on the new solar protection systems to keep them alive. They moved away from the sun, but instead of heading to the battle, they headed for the Mole Colony. They moved as fast as possible, and when they where closer, sent a message to the People on the world.

People of Moleland, We of the Imperial Cities of LEssr Tsurani ask you to allow us to land. We mean you no harm, but come to protect you from those who do. We will set up defences, witch will force them to land at a different point, making us able to protect your lagest population centers. Please, we mean no harm, as we find the killing of civilains a waste, as they can become citizens.
Signed the High Admral, and Supream General of the Second Reserve Legions.

Onboard D-34

The captain was relieved. Orange State intervention would be enough to allow reinforcements to survive.

'Thankyou orange state for your help!'

The Main battle was just outside turbo laser range, so all the captain could do was fire concussion missiles from the one laucher on the platform.'

OOC: Before I continue my responce, wait for Larix-Kura to reply. Also LT, you would have to go past the platform to orbit Bath 2!

OOC: might be a while before my reinforcements arrive, in NS time its two days before the message will even get home, so two days more after until a large fleet turns up.

In the mean time Im liable to turn tail with my little fllet or whats left when this situation is "resolved" as they arent about to hold out against a large force (infact wouldnt be able to beat any of the other forces present alone)

"ADMIRAL! Were taking damage sir! Sheilds at 73%. We just lost the damaged hammerhead also sir."

Jurros looked on his monitor and watched as the battleship and some other vessels fro orange state moved to intercept his own ships.

"V-formation! Tell both hammer heads to fire all remaining missiles at that large destroyer! Then have Beta power its shields to full power, ramming speed, and smash that frigate it should survive with only loss of sheilds. Have Alpha then firing all power in its Lasers into the other frigates. Have the Dragon manuver in between and fire everything we've got into their broad sides and see if we can't take out more of those fighters."

A hail of Concussion missiles smashed into the destroyer in front of Jurros's ship. He watched as Beta, full drive, rammed one of the other frigates, Alpha's lasers were blazing into the other ships, it's gunners doing fabulously. His own ship had begun picking off fighters.

IC: New Albany

"Sir the entire fleet has been docked and settled sir, and the shield generators are fully operational." The comm went off. Dala siled to himself. Thanks be to the Protector, he thought. From what comm scan had reported, several vessels had gone down in the battle between Jurros's five ships and Moledland and Orange State. it was sad that he had to have Piet start a war but if the means justified the gains.... Dala pushed the thought from his head. His force had increased 2 fold with Protector Redruth himself taking a personal intrest in this conflict. Dala had been awarded the rank of Grand Admiral for his succesful building of a forward base and destroying so many enemy ships. The numbers were exagerated but that was trivial. He stared out his window and watched as the last Archangel docked.

Those onboard the platform could do little to help orange state. The battle was out of range.

On board Frigate flagship

'Sir, Orange state has moved into protect the platform. They are taking a battering!'
'Have the fighters finish off this frigate. Move us in to assist the orange state fleet!'
'Understood!'

The Friigate moved towards the platform, Turbo lasers and concussion missile launcher targeting the frigate that had been used as a battering ram.

Admiral Benson looked shocked for a moment and then realised what was happening,

"they are going to ram us captian, I suggest you do something to ensure they dont reach us."

The captain smiled and responded, "Load and fire all torpedo tubes at target Beta, the one heading for us" " Keep firing constantly, its headed for us, and we are going to use that approaching vector to our advantage. Fire another capital class missile. Avert all guns to the target"

There was no way the destroyer could ram them and not take a battering now but his frigate's sheilds were under heavy stress and one of the three banks was on the verge of folding any second and his fighters too were taking hits, which unlike the frigate could not be afforded. His destroyer was also under missile fire.

The destroyer (which in OS terms is smaller than a frigate) was under heavy fire from missiles, the heavy fighters near it, and its turrets began firing at the missiles hacking many down with their rapid firing lasers (OOC: how mnay missiles? I have a lot of defenses, for a small vessel, but its a small vessel, so how much power do they have too?) Its fire was diverted to the ship ramming the frigate also.


The light fighters ducked and weaved round the enemy flagship gracefully, but its guns were hitting them occasionally still . The wing commander was hit once, knocking his sheilds down a second hit tearing his ship in half. "damn, this is red 1, im i charge now, follow my lead, red 2... damn, red 3 then, follow me in, we are going to run in behind our target (the sheild damaged destroyer) and fire 2 missiles each into its engines (smaller missiles, with a 50KG warhead, mainly for anti fighter actions) 12 fighters swooped behind the vessel and armed. Another exploded and 22 missiles headed into the target, as the fighters pulled away another exploded under heavy fire, the fighters turned and regrouped and prepared to make another attack run with their lasers apon the ship.

The small Ornage state corvettes accelrated past the enemy fleet and turned gracefully, before hurtling foward towards the odd one of the enemy fleet, guns firing for its engines, pausing as the fighters attacked, to fire apon the detroyer ramming the admiral's ship. As the missiles landed they beign firing apom the target again.

"Admiral we've just lost our rear deflector sheilds!"
"I want all forward sheilds reverted to the rear, have every laser cannon aim to the front, I want nothing to get through!"
"TO LATE!"
Jurros turned to look out his forward window of the bridge. Coming strait towards it was a missiles, evading all laser fire.
"Damn."

The explosion ripped the Dragon frigate apart. The Leuitinant in comand of the one undamaged Hammerhead watched on his screen with horror as Jurros turned into space dust."This is acting commanding Fquitez! All ships jump to sector 9-five dash 7. From there retreat to New Albany space port."

The frigate disapeared with a large sonic boom into N-space. The other Hammerhead tried to but its enigines erupted and the frigate exploded.

IC: New Albany

A beep sounded from Dala's comm. "Yes?"
"Sir, one Hammerhead frigate from the five ships sent with Admiral Jurros has just arrived sir. It's slightly damaged. The officer on it says that Jurros's ship was hit by a missile. None survived."

"This is a sad day. We shall all miss Amiral Jurros. Have a full military funeral made at 0600 to comemerate him. And send a dispatch to the Director with this sad anouncement. The Protector will undoubtly want to know one of his Admirals has been KIA." Dala turned off the comm channel and smiled. Oh he'd get interested, probably send more ships too, Dala thought. He took out one of his precious cigars and lit it up. Smiling still he leaned back in his chair and looked out into space.

On board the platform, cheering erupted!

The fighters returned to their mother ships.

'Thankyou orange state. If there is anyway we could...'

The captain dropped off his messege early. As his scanners went overboard. The Mole reinforcements, too late to be any use, arrived. The huge planet defence fleet arrived, consisting of 4 MCDs, 16 interdictors, 32 crusiers, 64 frigates, 128 strike crusiers and 256 corvettes.

'Nice of you to turn up some time this century!'
'What do you mean D-34'
'If you arrived a minute earlier, you could have stopped Larix-Kura escaping!'
'We turned up though, ddin't We? Repair tugs have been sent to repair you, D-34. Estimated repair time= 2 hours! Your sheilds should only take about 4 hours to recharge. How are you Frigate flagship?'
'We were ignored most of the battle. Some sheild damage, lost some starfighters. That's it'

'Anyway, thankyou orange state. If there is anything moleland can do in return, just say it!'

Admiral Benson knew what was needed.

" We would like a free trade agreement, reciprocal of course, for all goods that are not considered contraband in your country. Perhaps a technology exchange would be useful to use both, and some repairs for our damaged vessels. Our destroyer has been crippled by a storm of missiles. The rest of our vessels shall return home. Finnaly we wish for the co ordinates of two planets between your and our territory that are terraformable and have a strong sun. Preferable at one and two thirds of the way. I beleive we will need bases for trade with this and other regions. I fear war will be brewing soon, and we will want to be able to reach this sytem more easily."
He paused for a second, "we shall return for our destroyer, in the mean time , it is charged to assist your fleet in whatever way it can, once reapired"

He looked proud, he would recive much praise for this, and minimal losses, though it had been close. He had a feeling he would be back with more ships soon.

After finsihing the discussion (i will Rp the rest out as if it hasnt finished when Moleland responds) his ship and fleet, bar the damaged destroyer sped away home.

"Benson, my favourate rear Admiral (for Benson was one of the least senior of all admirals), I am glad you made it" snarled the beast and emporer Magius. The eight foot monster, once human smiled a smile of satisfaction. "you have done well, and now I have a new mission for you"
"Yes your imperial majesty, what?"
"You shall follow the colony ships to their destinations, changed after the .. incedent on our first colony.. and ensure they are set up, garrisons will be installed, you shall wait at the second, for I am sure Moleland will call. Trade routes will be set up in a couple of months. ou shall have a much larger fleet this time, as befits a newly promoted admiral" the beast was once human, and strived only for power for his nation. Thus far he had suceeded and Benson was not about to challenge it. For its choices benifitted him also. He left the huge marble hall and the emporer sat deep in thought on its throne. He wondered what would happen should he survive 800 yuears of surgery and bionics and gentic alteration also. Maybe he too would wield power. But for now, he had a more active role to play.

Magius waitted for him to leave, he hit the intercom with one of his aides, "tekll the army to be readied, ten brigades for now, I have a feeling they will be needed , war is looming and we must keep our new trading partners alive if we wish to enjoy the mutual benifit of trade."

(OOC: magius is sort of an evil economist gobe mad due to his long life who seeks his orignal goals, having lost all perspective, he does so through nay means)

(OOC2: Benson isnt much more of a nice guy than Dala but I can quickly forsee them becoming enemies here, rivals so to speak)

IC:New Albany

Dala walked into the confrence room where over 1,000 ship Captains were seated. Dala smiled inwardly to himself, all these men were under his direct command! Even with the title of Grand Admiral there still needed to be an Admiral for lower operations, so this conference had been called for Dala to make his choice, as well as to outline the objectives which they were to obtain in this new system.
He stepped up a small stage and stood behind a black podium and looked out over the sea of eyes.
"Today men, we have lost a very great man. I of course speak of Admiral Jurros who cast his life in the name of Larix-Kura and for the Protector. No man could have done better. In this horrible gap must step two new members to the rank of Admiral. This decision was a heavy weight upon my shoulders. Out of the best of the bes of officers how could I choose? But indeed I did choose. I name Captains Piet and Meiv to the rank and title of Admiral of the Fleet with the Protector's blessing."
A great cheer arose from the mass of men as two figure rose and waalked to the stage and stood up next to Dala. Piet came up first, saluted accepted his insignia of Admiral rank then bowed and turned. Meiv stepped up and did the same. The two took a seat in two chairs sitting behind the podium.
Dala then took on a serious face. "Now men, many of you have been wondering what we are doing here in the Bath System, what do we have to gain? Our Protector, may he live forever, has had science vessels searchig the galaxy for some odd 30 years in hopes of finding resources, man power, and more living space for Larisians and Kurians. We have found that beyond the Bath System lies a mineral rich system where such an abundance of treasure can be found to supply Larix-Kura for generations! But before we can reach so bountiful a harvest we must conquer a path to it. If needs be that we have to take the whole syste then so be it! In the name of the Protector we will CONQUER!" The shout was tooken up by a 1,000 voices.

(OOC: this conversation is private so you an't refer to it later when battling me or making negotiations)

Dala was once again sitting in his courters, and Piet and Meiv were once again sitting infront of his desk.
"Thankyou sir for giving me and Meiv this honor."
"Not at all Admiral Piet, you two deseved it for your action against mole-whatever." Piet nodded.
"Now then, I will give you both the full technical redouts of our fleet and space port. We have a full fleet of 30 Archangels, 374 Hammerhead Frigates, 457 Dragon Frigates, 23 Mamouth Carriers, and more are on the way. I have also just been informed by the Director himself that the Protector's personal fleet is on its way here, and my friends that is what will make this fleet here look truely mighty!"
Piet had a sceptical look on his face."How sir could our fleet here be smaller than what the Protector has?"
"A good question, as both you know and Meiv can testify to, the Archangel class destroyer is the most powerful ship in our fleets at home and abroad."Meiv nodded his agreement." The Protectors fleet is a fleet of 50 such ships except they are made of the strongest materials, and have the best of crews and ship captains. The Fleet is only used when there is a situation where only the Protector deems it a highly valuable or important to the future of Larix-Kura. This fleet is the mightiest yet to be seen. Those ships added with the 30 Archangels already here will allow us a juggernaut whith which to conquer this system. I was not totaly truthful bakc there in the confrence room. We're not here to just carve a path....were here to carve an empire."
Both Piet's and Meiv's mouth were slightly open with shock. Dala smiled and took out three cigars from his desk and handed on to each of them, and then lit them up."This is a fine day for us indeed. And with the completion of the sheild generators we are completely safe here in New Albany . I already am being given the reasources for the building of a "ring" that will hover around the axis of this moon. Not only will it be an exstensive docking place for our ships but it will be the most dangerous set of defenses second only to those around our homeland. Our scientists have developed a Super Heavy Quad Laser Cannon, there will be 6 of them, which will be built into the ring. The cannons are capable of taking out an Archangel in one shot. Can you imagine? Anyway it is a grand plan that the Director sent me. The Trade Guild is sending most of its reasources for it's completion to be made in a matter of weeks. In the mean time I want small parties of say 5-10 frigates to be patroling out around the moon and the planet we go around. Do you understand what our orders are?" Both men nodded."Very well then, go to your posts." The two Admirals saluted and then left the room. Dala leaned back smoking gently on his cigar. He stared out the window and began to imagine his fleet again.

OOC: You favour small well formed ships in largeish numbers then? I dont have as anywhere near many ships as you, but I have some that make the ones you battled look insignificant and some tiny ones, this could be a very interesting RP as we will have different tactics to play here. I wonder what kind of fleet moleland has. (i can see us all having very different fleets)

OOC: I agree with that sentiment. My stategy is large powerful ships with smaller but effective ones in between. It works for me anyhow. But yea this is definitely going to be a good RP. Also you other guys that haven't posted yet should take this lull in the conflict and stuff to come up with an escuse to show up somewhere.

OOC: If you read my post of when my reinforcements arrive, you'll know that I have large and small ships.

IC: 'Very well orange state. We shall take your destoryer to a repair dockyard in the bath system. It should take us 1 day to repair it, and its 2 days travel time. Also, as a goodwill gesture, King Mole himself has awarded Bath 1 as a planet for you to terraform. He hopes to meet you in person one day.'

'We have to make shure they we are ready for any futher attack on the Bath system...'
'Troops have been deployed in defensive persitions on the planets surface.'
'Excellant. If Larix-Kura start another fight, we'll be ready...'

Benson's fleet would wait at the final way point before the jump to bath to terraform began.

They would plant a few trees in the areas most suitable for life and otherwise live, sun farming (gathering energy) for fuel until the generations passed and the planet became hospitable wihtout breathing apparatus.

(OOC: what is Bath1's climate and atmosphere etc)

The a proper role would be found.

For now it would just be small base and sun farm and trading outpost.

Magius sent the follwing transmission to the Mole people.

"I am Lord Magius the emporer of Orange state. We thank younfor your gift and will make good use of it, to both our benifits. In order to hold it, we intend to send naval forces. I suggest a non agression pact immediately and possble allegance should more enemy arrive. It was a clever move to give us that planet, as it is now in our best interests to defend your system.

Our shared system with Cam has brought us much in culture and money and we hope the same will happen for this one. Thankyou and good business in your future efforts"

The transmission ends.

OOC: Has your Destroyer left for the repair dock??? It shall be escorted byn 2 corvettes
Bath 1 is like the moon, only about 20 times as big. You would need to make your own atmosphere and settlements. Gravity is normal (as in earth). Our sensors ddetect possible minerals (iron, uranium) but mining was considered not profitable.

IC: 'Agreed. Suggested terms are that you own the space around bath 1 for 200 km. After that their will be a 100km gap of 'neutral space' which neithe rof us own.'
'We are in no doubt that they will attempt to take Bath 2. It has a population of roughly 750 million moles. We have deployed troops on the surface. We shall provide you with protection until your own warships arrive.'

OOC: I'm still waiting for more of the guys to get involved with the rp, after all they did sign up for it. Afterwards I'll somehow react to it.

OOC: Ok. Orange State and I will RP this bit here. i won't attack you until you're ready. Or, more likely you attack me!

OOC: Orange state at present has no ambition to ttack moleland, hence the non agression pact we suggested.


Thats fine, we will bring some CO2 or something thats frozen on the ice wrold on the edge of our system and release it. It will be a slow process.

Orange state only wishes to send forces to protect its interest as it's watching for other incursions while it begins terraforming and sets up some solar farms (solar power plants for fuel recycling)

IC: New Albany , Dala's courters

Dala was slightly tired. He'd worked all night on a new plan of engagement for his battles with moleland and orage state. From what his scouts were reporting Orange State had begun to terraform Bath 2, a planet not far from us thought Dala. He shrugged and looked out at the construction that was underway. The Moon "ring" was halfway done. He'd had the Treade Guild get strait to it, and non stop they'd been at it for days. He was wanting the ring completed in a few more days but the Guild hadn't given him a time plan so he could only guess, and he had even bigger things to worry about. The Protector's Fleet had arrived, with them an Admiral Faust, which had been placed under his command by the Director. He himself had inspected the ships when they docked and couldn't find a single idy-bidy flaw in their crew, ships, or officers. There came a nock at his door.

"Come in." The door slid open and Admiral Piet stepped in.

"You asked to see me sir?" Piet saluted then stoodat ease in front of Dala's desk. "Yes I did, I have a plan of action made out for battles against Moleland and other enemies in this system. Your to choose the ships and the men for the job. Its all writen out there," Dala said, he handed Piet a file labled Top Secret. Piet opened it up and scanned the pages. "If I may say sir, do you think this will work?"

"Yes I do. Without exposing our fleet in large numbers and keeping New Albany under protection we can still cause major damage against our enemies. Plus we will be able to replace our losses as the DIrector himself has told me." Piet nodded. He saluted.

"Very well sir. It shall be done." Piet left to carry out the new attack plan.

IC: Molelands Platform, site of Jurros's death

With a sonic boom six Hammerheads came out of N-space. In quick sucesion 70 concusion missiles were fired at the platform and one volley of 20 Heavy Lasers. Just as quickly as they came they disapeared into N-space.

20 km to the right of where the six appeared, 8 more Hammerheads came out of N-space. They repeated the actions of the first group by firing 120 concussion missiles and letting off one volley of 35 Heavy Lasers. They too just as quickly jumped back into N-space.

Then 30 km behind both appearances appeared one Archangel destroyer. Firing all 70 of its Lasers, heavy and medium, it made 2 quick volleys at the platform. It too disapeared back into N-space. Before taking off it shot off one small space probe into space to veiw the aftermath of the attack.

All three strikes happened within 7 minutes.

OOC: Give me a damage report Moleland.

OOC:Larix-Kura, Please note that your atttack plan will partially disrupted.

IC: The first wave took everything by surprise.

'Damage report!'
'Sheilds failed, again. hull down to 70%'
'Get fighters launched. That's only the first wave. Get the interdictors standing by!'

The orders were sent, just as the second wave arrived. Their attack was unable to be prevented. The platform was destroyed however...

Onboard interdictor red claw

'Activate Gravity well generators!!!!!!'
'Activating... now!'

A wave expanded from all four interdictors. All ships shock from side to side as the generators activated. (These create a forcefields that prevent craft from entering warp, hyperspace, n-space etc)

The Frigtaes attempted to escape, but were unable.

'We've got them now!!!!!!!!'

The third wave now arrived, and promptly stopped by the generators as well.

'This interdictor red claw to Larix-Kura vessels. You are out numbered at least 50-1 and out gunned. Surrender now and we will be lenient. You have 2o seconds to lower sheilds and prepare to be boarded.'

OOC: The generators affect my ships to!

OOC: My destroye has proceeded to your docks. Once repaired it will return home.

The OS fleet is turning up to protect bath1. This time theres a few more.4 wings of light fighters and 3 of heavy (aas well as what is in the cruisers), plus a single bomber wing 20 corvettes, 12 Destroyers, 10 frigates, 8 light cruisers (approx 400m long) , 6 carriers (same basic hull as light cruiser) and 5 cruisers (600m long ish). The fleet is accompanied by the following super capital ships 1 Grand cruiser, the Apex, 1 collosus carrier, Locust, 1 Overlord, the Deadful, Benson's new flagship, a 1 mile long gun platform of the Overlord battelship class, the Executioner, an Armageddon class battleship, which mounts an OAG laser in its hull (basically half the ship is this laser and its power sources) also in a battleship hull, finnaly the Orange class battleship, Raven.

They are near Bath one and the corvettes are running patrols while the rest supervise a few ships construction of a space port nearby.

Finnally the surface has been garrisoned by 5000 Orange state warriors and 1000 tower warriors. A few regiments of armour and support vehicles accompany them, including some more light fighters (100 more). They are there due to the high risk of the region.

This is a significant presence, not to be sniffed at, but again, not anything like the entirity of the fleet.

IC: Benson sat on the bridge of his vessels and surveyed the fleet before him, it was mighty fleet, not pretty to look at, but it inspired more confidence than sitting on the bridge of a frigate witha few fighters buzzing round him.

Suddenly the scanner picked up trouble in Mole space.

"This is the OS ship, dreadful, and admiral benson, do you wish our help?"

He knew that he wouldnt be able to get the larger ships there too quickly, but a few light cruisers could be of use if Moleland wanted them.
The fleet crpet to the border and awaited clearance to help.

OOC2: Im not going to be able to do too much against your attacks, but I might be able to damage or destroy a few ships if im lucky.

Im going to post a tech and equipment thread and link it on this thread. That way you will knwo what the capability of what you are up against is.

OOC: yes I do want your help, but i'm waiting for Larix-Kura to reply. To prevent me explaning later, the GWGs will affect any ship that enters within 150 kilometres of my interdictors!

OOC: fair enough, my vessels arent even using their lightspeed engines, let alone their jump drives, which are affected by GWGs too. They dont fire those in systems though. Sorry LK i did mention a larger fleet with battleships coming up, and seeing as you said id started terraforming i assume you moved time to when it had arrived)

How big is an archangel? It makes a big difference to whether i can hit it easily with my OAG class laser...

IC: the Ornage state fleet aproached, the corvettes, destroyers, fighters and frigates arriving first, while the rest of the fleet came in range 2 minutes later. the fleet gathered and monitoring the transmissions began charging weapons and readying for another battle.

"Ready our weapon batteries captain, have all crews at them ready to attack. Assign targets, and prepare, ready all vessels for evasive manoevers. Mark the smaller vessels with a frigate destroyer and corvette each. Carriers, disperse 10 light fighters and 5 heavy each. Executioner, mark the big one. Crew of my ship, and cruisers A and B also mark it.

Light cruisers, each mark one of the second wave, cruiser C, D and E mark a small destroyer each. Spare destroyer and corvettes take an unmarked ship.

Everyone, be ready to move out and surround your target if in a small vessel, prepare the larger vessels, if something happens this must be quick and clean for us"

Satisfied he was following the correct tactical doctrine fairly closely, marking big ships with either bigger ones of groups of smaller ones he transmitted the following message,

"Okay moleland we have them covered but awiat the first shot"

The fleet waited for the response, ready to fire a volley at the first ship that attacked.

OOC: your ships should have been picked up on the generators. Your people shouldn't be able to understand what it is! (I think...)

OOC: First things first...HOW THE FREAKING HELL DOES YOUR SHIPS HAVE TIME TO REACT TO A HIT AND RUN TACTIC IN LESS THAN 7 MINUTES!!!!! Also if want to know about my fleet I posted it in the thread for the sign-ups for this rp. Also, I mean even if you have ships that can travel at jump speed it takes 3-4 minutes to load co-ordinates. Theres no bloody way in hell on a cold day that you could hit any of my ships with lasers or otherwise.

OOC: My ships had this planed out and executed it in perfect style. NO defense you had could be brought to bear Orange State because you were a whole freaking planet away. Also, Moleland, your tractor beam thingys would have top have at least 5 to 6 minutes to lock on to my ships which are moving targets, plus as soon as my ships fired their weapons they were gone. No way in hell on a cold day...

OOC: My interdictors (I only have four in this sector) have special generators on them. they produce A special 'gravity well' that means no craft (including my own) can enter anything like hyperspace, N-space or what ever.
Secondly, They don't need to 'hit' their target. It is a wave, like a large sphere that expands from the interdictor. Anything inside this sphere (150 kilometres away) is caught. Imagine it as a giant fishing net. Your a fish. You can swim as freely as you like inside the net, but you can't get out!
Finally, I allowed your first wave to escape (surprise!)

To escape you,1 of 3 things must happen

1. I turn the GWGs off
2. The GWG is disabled
3. The interdictor is destroyed.

I'm sorry if this took you by surprise, but your craft enter N-space nearly instnatly but my large ships take nearly 20 minutes to enter hyperspace

Also, my interdictors are large Capital ships and tehy can't enter hyperspace as well!

Sorry,
Moleland

OOC: yeah a gravity well is just that, like having another planet so near you cant eneter hyperpsace etc.

My ships would arrive shortly if they burned at full. THough admittantly only after everything had teleported in. Probably about ten minutes later in the slower cases. At top (non jump drive) speed they can manage very close to light speed.

OOC: I'll admit to loosing one of my frigates cuz both the forces made of frigates were the closets, my archangel was way out there cuz it has a super long range. And come on Moleland. You very damn well know your platform couldn't have taken that much damage and not been destroyed. The last time I attacked I got it to like 30% hull just from 50 missiles and some heavy laser fire, so you can't tell me that 190 missiles plus some 100 odd heavy laser blasts didn't take it down! I'll admit I did lose one frigate. From now on have an OOC about the weapon before you use it in combat.

OOC:Read my post carefully. It was destroyed

I'm waiting for your responce.
Sorry if You got confused

The orders were sent, just as the second wave arrived. Their attack was unable to be prevented. The platform was destroyed however...

OOC: If the platform has been destroyed my fleet are going to arrive to see most of the LK fleet and some space debris then?

My fleet dont arrive until a bit after all this so i will wait until youve played a few things out first.

No. I've called in a large fleet, remember?

The Mole reinforcements, too late to be any use, arrived. The huge planet defence fleet arrived, consisting of 4 MCDs, 16 interdictors, 32 crusiers, 64 frigates, 128 strike crusiers and 256 corvettes.

OOC: fair enough, in that case things could get interesting.

LK: i think moleland (i certainly do) want to interrogate or at least contact the LK people for some sort of explanation.

OOC: I'll explain this, so i won't need to later. i plan to capture (LK, you can't know this!) to capture his vessels. I have an ION cannon, they disables a vessel by draining it's energy. It is deflected by sheilds though...

OOC: Alright. Listen. Theres only one of my frigates sitting in the spot that once had moleands platform. Its crew has already abandoned ship, all thats left is a empty hulk of metal. Its weapons have been destroyed or sabotaged. The rest of my ships are already back in my base at New Albany. So Orange state you're just looking at empty realestate in space. Orange state there is just no way you could have any of your ships to intercept mine. Its just not possible.


IC: New Albany

Dala sat at his desk reviewing the debreifing of the attack group. From the reports they had been able to destroy the platform with the loss of but one Hammerhead frigate. Dala smiled. It had been a succesful mission,a test more than a mission really, in his opinion and it showed that his idea of hit-and-run tactics would work. But even he new that eventually he'd have to come up with new ideas before his enemies came up with ways to block them. Still, he was satisfied. The Trade Guild had finished construction of the moon ring. Its weapons and shield generators fully operational. And with the Engineering Guild sending some of their contractors he might very well have a small shipyard building frigates every week or so in a month. He took out a cigarett, frowning that he'd have to soke them instead of his beloved cigars untill the next batch arrived he sat back a stared out into space.

From now on, My GWGs will stop you. however, you are let off this time!!!!

OOC: Thats fine but, I'll just make sure to engage you in "empty" space. No planets to use as a base of your gravity well projectors. :D

OOC: You miss understood. It is similar to that field made by a planet. However, Interdictors produce them. If you see one of them in my fleet, you know your in trouble!

OOC: no thats fair, if you got away without being caught by moleland I turn up to some wreckage.

IC: Admiral Benson looked concerned by this, the destruction of a base in ten minutes. He made sure that a message was sent home, Magius would know how to react to this. He also ordered a few special weapons for any possible attacks. These would be vital to his new idea.

"Captain, order vessels to sweep for survivors, we are to debrief, care for the wounded and ask them what happened, then if we fins any, send a message to Moleland stating we have survivors and that they can come collect them in neutral space when they want."

He would send a small frigate out to deliver them when that happened. He hoped there would survivors, he could find out what had happened, though he was pretty sure he knew.

"I beleive we face a threat to our people and colony, Captain" he said, "However I think i know how we cans top them, the best form of defence will be offence, I just hope this weapons arrive."

Something Orange had never deployed in war, not a powerful weapon at all, but something that would yeld something far more useful than another space hulk to raid.

His men would also salvage the wrecks of the enemy from his previous engagement, maybe some clues could be gained, he wasnt sure if it was moleland teritory, but while no one was there he didnt feel he would be doing any harm. He just joped some transmissions had been sent before the base had been destroyed.

OOC: Hey Orange state, you weren't very clear in your last post. What do you mean some weapon or device? Remember theres a rule stating no super planet destroyer type weapons. And no crap about some device that detechs my ships befoer they exit N-space, or something that can follow me into it. hats Bat shit and you know it. Anyway just try to make it a little more clear.

OOC: I don't think Orange state needs to be to detailed yet. He needs the element of surprise!

OOC: Hey Orange state, you weren't very clear in your last post. What do you mean some weapon or device? Remember theres a rule stating no super planet destroyer type weapons. And no crap about some device that detechs my ships befoer they exit N-space, or something that can follow me into it. hats Bat shit and you know it. Anyway just try to make it a little more clear.


None of those, and i doubt it will even work, as I will give you an opportunity to avoid its effects. I wont tell you what it is and you might notice.

Its definately not a super weapon, I will Rp its use but I wont tell you. And there is the opportunity to counter it. This will not be a godmode, but it will be quite clever if i works. However, I dont have any now, hence ordering them along with the next arms shipment from OS.

OOC: Just so you can something other than what I have in space, I decided to type up my ground forces and show you the defenses of my space docks.

New Albany Dock Defenses

Heavy-Laser space platform Gun Emplacement (http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/acatalog/hydpstore.jpg)
New Albany has aproximatly 300 of these Laser turrents.

Concussion Missile Emplacement (http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/acatalog/hyptaran1store.jpg)
New Albany has 500 of these missile turrents. Each has 20 missiles per firing time. It takes 5 minutes to reload after releasing all its missiles.

Comm-Scan Detection Sattelite (http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/acatalog/commtaran2store.jpg)
New Albany has several hundred of these all over New Albany and on the moon ring. A master computer records all detections and relays them to 20 comm officers whos primary job is to detect incoming ships.

Moon Base Defenses

Heavy-Laser surface moon gun emplacement (http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/acatalog/hydraemp2.jpg)
The moon base which New Albany orbits has a defense system of some 150 of these Heavy laser emplacements.

In Atmosphere Air Vehicles

Thunderhawk Transport (http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/spacemarines/Thunderhawk%20Transporter/tht4.jpg)
There some 30+ of these Thunderhawks. They are used by Larix-Kura to land its Tank Corp into the field of combat right along with the infantry. It has no armaments except 2 Medium Lasers. Its armor however more than makes up for this shortcoming.

"Vulture" Gunship (http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/acatalog/valkpaint1.jpg)
The moon base is host to 50 of these fine machines of destruction. Each is armed with 4 Heavy Lasers, 40 Concussion Missiles, and 2 Heavy Autocannons which fire depleted Uranium shells. They are used mostly in close support of a ground assault.

Assault Craft and Vehicles

Burnblade Heavy Tank (http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/acatalog/stormblade3.jpg)
The Burnblade is Larix-Kura's most powerful battle tank. Armed with a Heavy Pulse Laser cannon for its main gun and several lesser lasers it is capable of taking on most anything its size. Its as large as a gunship and inspires fear in the enemy that sees it coming towards them. The moon base, as well as New Albany have some 200+ of these tanks. Its crew consists of 4 men.

Spit-fire Heavy AA Tank (http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/acatalog/hydra.jpg)
From expierance Larix-Kura new they needed a close support AA tank to help with assaults. Since its creation many of Larix-Kura's enemy have learned deep respect for the power this tank ensures for enemy fighter. Sationed on the moon and in the docks there some 600+ of these. Its crewed by three men.

Sentinal Walker (http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/acatalog/rlsentinal4store.jpg)
Used for scouting out assaults and holding the flanks of attacking forces the Sentinal is Larix-Kura's answer to the question of a light scout. Some 250 of them are stationed in either the moon base or New Albany. Each is crewed by two men. Its armed with 9 Concussion Missiles.

"WartHog" Troop Transport (http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/acatalog/lascrazor1store.jpg)
Used to transport a platoon of troops into battle, the Warthog is Larix-Kura's only ground based transport. There about 150+ of them stationed in the Bath system. Its armed with 2 Medium Laser cannons.

HellWaker Heavy Walker (http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/acatalog/titan3store1.jpg)
Used for heavy assaults and any odd job, the HellWaker is a pure machine of destruction. Its armed with two Autocannons, medium pulse cannon used in its massive hand to cut through tanks, walls, and people. There are 300 of them stationed in the Bath System.

OOC Sorry guys for not posting, I have been on holidays and have only just goten acess to the internet I can't post now because the computers ful stop button is missing

OOC: I passed a full stop button from, a keyboard as i walked today, just lying in the road....

Hi. Anything happening? Don't spam OS...

OOC: Any comments on my last post?

Thanks...

IC: With attacks Larix-Kura stopped. the moles were ready. Interdictors had GWGs active regullay, at least 2 at anyone time. Then the convoy arrived

'This Convoy platform build. We have arrived to build a war platform.'
'An upgrade of the trade platform?'
'Correct!'
'Ok'
'Will be here about a week before we are finished. Can you protect us long enough?'
'You have our word'
'ok!'

OOC Ok, Now I have a working computer, I shall post, Ignore the post I ddi about entering The colony, I will repost. Sorry about the wait.

IC The fleets long range sensors, witch had been left in the bath System, Detected the fighting When it stated. They kept back, and watched the outcome, scanning the System for any other suprises. Wat they found made them laugh. Thee where a large number of ships in the area, but not one forces was really amatch for a Legion. They watched more closly, and smiled as the Humans fired the clumsy Missle weapons and such. With the Relisation that the Humans where not as powerful as any in the AoN, and their technology was insificcant. The Tsurani immidiatly delved into the Hive mind, and it took all their wills not to fall to the Overmind, its presance intruing on the side. One fell to this, and was riddled with hundreds of shots before he cold react. After 5 minutes of Psykic Blocking, they where able to communicate with the Emperor.

-Master, The Humans in the Bath system are unadvanced, and they threaten civlians,what do you wish us to do?- They tought as one, their minds linked for as long as needed.

-Do not let the civlians come to harm, even if it means killing an entie human Army, the Humans must survve, the Eldar saw this, they must rle as much of the universe when the time comes, When this happens, the Humans will unite, and the other aces will be swept away, AS IS NESSERSARY! No human may come to harm unless it is a warrior, those are your orders. His presence was then gone from their minds, and their minds close down slowly, lettng down the arriers after they had left. They ten sent out their orders, using the Eldar, Humans and other Tsurani Underlings for the task at hand. The Tsurani all put on their armour, witch made them look almost 5'5" tall. They then ordered the fleet to go to the Bath System, and to give this meesage to all nations there.

To all Nations in the Bath System
From the Tsurani Fleet Preditorus
We of the Empire have been given orders to porect the population of This area. We will not involve ourselves unless fired apon, or any non combatent is injured. If either of these are broken, we will destroy a section of your fleet, a second attack will have all your forces destroied, we will stay where we are, and will interfere with non one unless the two conitions are broken.
May the GOd less, as thwy have us.

Among the wreckage the Orange state fleet was alone, suddenly a message reached their ships, as one the captains paused to listen to the wierd and not quite human voices that spoke through their consoles.

Benson, a man much more confident in his international affairs skills decided he would respond.

"We are the people of Orange state and I am admiral Benson, we seek to trade, expand and find our own roots. We have so far avoided war, but threats to our nation will be resisted and eliminated. We see you as an aid to our cause however, as this fleet is merely present to defend our new colony here. Which exists only to trade with the Moleland people.

We ask you stay out of our territory, unless you wish to trade for supplies, in which case you may send small vessels in small groups only. You are welcome to occupy the international space around our colony however and if you wish to open trade routes with this colony, you are also more than welcome to do so. contraband good will be confiscated, these include shipments of large arms or large quantities of small arms, anytjing obove 100 weapons will be confiscated. As will certain drugs *list of drugs that are contraband available on request*.

We hope the relations between our nation and yours will be mutually benficial and peaceful."

He was the most high ranking individual in this frontier and he knew his role. He was to avoid war unless there was no alternative. And against an unknown enemy an unknown ally could be as or more dangerous. He just hoped he had made the right move.

OOC: Tsunami, you seem to be using a mix of StarCraft and Warhammer 40k there buddy. Just so you know, my men and ships are modeled after battle fleet gothic as well as the Imperial Guard which has kicked Eldar butt before. So don't boast a higher level of technology. Everyone here is about the same. Cuz saying you have a higher level of tech to me is just another way of godmoding in battle.

IC: New Albany

Admiral Piet sat in his command chair in his part of the Moon Ring. He'd been contemplating the recent message his comm officers had picked up. They were being sent a meesage not to make a conflict in the Bath System. Well they would be disapointed. Dala had given him command of the newly built ship yards which could build 2 Hammerhead Frigates every 2 weeks. Impressvie but Piet thought it would be better if they could build Archangels. They now had some 80 of the ships, an impressive force. Probably the first time in Larix-Kura history that so many had been put together in a single fleet. Added to that fleet about 700 frigates and you were looking at the biggest fleet every assembled in Larix-Kura history, ever.
Admiral Meiv stepped into his command room. They nodded to one another, no use in saluting really. "How goes construction Piet?"
"Quite well actually. We've begun constructing 2 Hammerheads every 2 weeks. Hows supply and communications?" Meiv had been placed in charge of making sure the supply routes to Larix-Kura so more men, ships, and supplies could reach New Albany.
"They're going pretty well actually. The Trade Guild has been helpful in getting large shipments of supplies and more men from home. As for communications, we've picked one up from the Director himself about 1 hour after the one from that mysterious other one."
"What did the Director say," Piet asked, he leaned up in his chair very interested now.
"He's ordering 30 ships here from the Omega System on the other side of Larix-Kura. He's ordering the Immortals here." Piet's eyes went wide and his mouth fell open. "The.....Immortals?"
"Yes," Meiv said, he had a very grim look on his face which was unusual since Meiv was one of the toughest officers in the fleet.
"Thats almost like saying Genocide to the Bath System! What in the warp is the Protector thinking!" Both knew the reputation of the Immortals. They were ships the size of entire fleet, able to shadow even the mighty Archangels in power and size. They had ony been used 3 times in History, each when the Protector used them to destroy a planet system that refused his rule. The Immortals were the strongest ships known to both Admirals in the galaxy.

Dala sat at his desk smiling a cat smile. The Immortals! The strongest ships in the fleet of Larix-Kura were coming here, and be under his command. He was satisfied greatly as he took out another of cigars and leaned back in his plush leather chair. When they arrived he'd take more serious action againt the enemies of Larix-Kura.

OOC: I'll get you guys the schematics of the Immortals in a day or two.

OOC Ok, I never said OOC That your ech was better, that came from the mind of a Tsurani. They belive themselves better then humans, but belive that humans will rule the universe. The Tsurani are really incects, they just have a large number of human stats. They can change their race over a generation, but choose not to for they like their current form. They can change parts of the race, to give them variaty. The Alethrians are basicly Preditors from Alian vs Preditor but have human fetures. They wear the same armour, cause The Tsurani saw the movie and spent years reserching it. Now, If you want my ships states, I can't help you, cause Really, I use different ones for each legion. MAinly because each legion has a taskI will post their states as I use them.

IC THe Tsurani listened the the reply, then communed with the Emperor. When they said the Humans on Bath II where more then The Other, the Emperor told them to wait. Thus they sent their message.

-We are sorry to say, but until the conflict is reolved, this fleet will not move. If one side declares hostilities, then they will be declaring war. That is all. We will trade, if you do not attack.

OOC:Moleland is not human. They are moles

OOC: Moleland I already knew you guys were furry. Anyway, Tsurani, I was not making punches at your race or anything; I'm talking about you saying you have a higher technology than everyone else in the Bath system at present since some of the other players haven't even posted yet. Thats bull**** and you know it, if thats not saying I'm a god and your a mortal I don't know what is. So lay off the talk of having a higher technology when one of my laser cannons can take out one of your ships just as well as anyone here.

OOC: Calm down....

IC: One day has passed. My platform is now 20% complete

OOC I never said we had beter tech, I said the Tsurani laughed at the fact that THEY thouht your tech was less. I Personly know the tech is equel or better, but, from a Tsuranis point of vew, they are the most advanced by far, thus, OOC I am not saying it, from What the Tsurani Have Observed so Far IC, It is there belife that they are more advanced. See how I am going with it? And Moleland, I suggest not letting the Tsurani know that, or they might stop protecting the colony and make a gab for it.

They will work it.... maybe...

Orange state, you haven't actually met me in person yet... he he...

OOC: Sry for the mis-reading, I'll read your posts a little more carefully from now on Tsurani. I have the schematics for my Immmortals too. Here they are.

Immortal Class Heavy Super Destroyer

NAME/DESIGNATION: Immortal-class/ Super Ship Destoryer
SIZE: 16,000 meters
ARMOUR CLASS: A
SHEILD CLASS: A
CREW: 10,000
SPEED: Nav Jump Comp/ 550 KPH
WEAPONS: 200 Heavy Quad Laser Cannons
300 Heavy Laser Cannons
300 Medium Laser Cannons
700 Nova-class Missile Tubes

Picture (http://www.shipschematics.net/yamato/images/edf/battleship_arcadia2.jpg)

IC: New Albany

Dala stood in his super control room. From this room in the center of New Albany he could control the entire fleet. Over 100 comm officers were assigned with upper officer in charge, each assiagned to different parts ofthe fleet. In front of him was a hologram display of the Planet B.3 (which is where New Albany is) and showed hundreds of dots that represented ships of the fleet. He smiled at his creation. He looked down on his palm pad and read a few lines. The Immortals would be there in 5 days. 5 days and I'll have the most powerful ship fleet in the history of Larix-Kura, he thought. He turned to an aid. "Have the Trade Guild press up on their construction of the 'wall'. I want it done as soon as possible. And tell them to make sure the factories on Planet 3 are operational by tommorow or heads will role." The aid turned and started making comms.
Dala smiled. Soon, he thought, very soon.

The Tsurani looked at their new warriors. THey where the newset breed the queen had given birth to, and they seemed to have a single mind. TheTsurani sent a probe thought, and smiled at what they found. The creatures where driven by hunger, one that could never be satisfied. One particular brave Tsurani steped into the roof, and immidiatly sent a psykic forces out crushing all resistance the creatures gave. They all turned to him, and he smiled. He was now a brrod master, the first of the Tsurani to make the minds of a new Tsurani offshoot be relsaded from the Overmind. The creatures look around slowly. He then cheaked the number, and sighed. He would send them to their doom, for they where to much under the influence of the Overmind. In the next few genrations, this would change, bbut at the moment they where not able to be used. He then ordered them onto the drop pods, and the pods launched to Larix Space.

OOC Now, if you have seen alien vs predator, these are the Aliens. The Predators, witch we call Alethrians, have lost all contact with the Hive mind, and make up space marine chapters. The Tsurani continually experiment with new offshoots, sometimes these don't work, sometimes, like now, it takes a few years for them to be perfected. And Larix, you would not know these where from us, and there are about 5 thousand. THey have no real mind, they just want food.

OOC: Well thers one little bitty problem with your plan Tsurani. The home systems of Larix-Kura is held secret and is on the other side of the galaxy from where the Bath System is...so there only place you could shoot off pods would be at my New ALbany base which is all in orbit around a moon. And the planet we orbit is unihabitabal, even the moon base you have to have suits before you go out or you will die from lack of oxygen. So unless those pods are equiped with a drill to go throughmetal none of my men will be touched. And I'll just shoot all the pods out of space with my mass of laser weaponry. I can have some 20,000 fighters out at once to take on your little group of pods so its usless. I suggest you take back the last post and save them for when the fighting shifts to Molelands habital planet.

OOC LOL I said they needed to be killed. They don't care if they do any damage. The Current Brood has to strong a connection with the Overmind, witch would have the Tsurani race no longer free. They need the things dea, so they are sending it to your base to try to stop fighting to as long as possible. Plus, correcet me if I am wrong, But I am not sure the aliens breath oxygen, I have neer stuided them that much, so I don't know.

2 days have now past. Platform 40% complete. By the way, bath2 has a population of 750million...

OOC: I might be forced to leave the system as Im facing two 1bil+ nations attacking me at home and possible allies. I might be forced to flee and start anew with anyone who escapes. Which means my fleet will be pulled to protect the remnants of my nation while it rebuilds and reproduces...

I have sent you a TG, orange state.

OOC Orange, I never sent an attack on you. If any human civialns are harmed, or you guys attack me, then I shall attack you. Otherwise I will stay neutral, and If Larix tries to hurt you, he will suffer the same fate. All this is who attacks who first. So..........

OOC: so far my nation sees you as possible allies. The same with Moleland (though more likely than possible).

The Larix people are the unknown enemy as all we have found is some wreckage and a few currupted data files on some damaged computers. Very little that tells us anything about the home or intentions of the people.

Depending how this all pans out I could end up here instead.

The Orange state delivery would have arrived at this point.

IC:

Admiral Benson had a lot of different readouts with this delivery. Orange state was at total war and he'd have to keep this area under control himself. The delivery had arrived and his ships were loaded with the new weapons. Things looked bleak at home, but hopefully he wouldnt be needed. He readied his ships in case he had to help escort the evacuation fleet. He could never know.

The Tsurani Commander paced the decks. He was a special one, for he was a Tsurani based off humans. His mind was not able to be corrupted by the OVer mind. He did have Human fallings, but He would not subject 10 legions to overmind rule if his mind fell. He Chafed at this delay. Below him, the Alethrians moved in formation, testing thir camocloaks, making sure their weapons where ready. He then looked at the Rest of the Legions, who lounged around, the Human Tsurani who had joined for the greatness of the Empire. They looked as if they did not want to be here, Witch Commander Ru Medrian understood. He turned to his second in command, a Tsurani women from the Outlands, who had lived on a battle world, where the battle against Grand Duke Stephen. She looked at him for a few seconds, then grew impatient.

"Sir, when are we going to attack? We already know who is going to start hostilities, why not finish them off now?" She spoke with pure irratation in her voice.

"Because if we attack now, they get the advantage of defence. They have a very powerful base on that moon, and if we atttack, then they get to defend with a larged size fleet. After they have attacked the colony on Bath II, We can move in, and destroy their fleet. And after that, their fleet will not have sufficiantnmubers to defend against our attacks on their base." He spoke to her like she was a child, and he was teching her as if she where slow to learn. He then looked at a ship that moved away from the fleets formation. He swore, he knew the signs.

"All ships, Overmind infection, take it out NOW!" He yelled. There was a large amount of activity, right before the ship in question was hit by a full slavo from the entire fleet. He sighed, and cursed once more the one problem no Tsurani Commander could expect.

OOC Incase you are wondering, The Overmind is lik a virus. It can infect one Tsurani, and that Tsurani will infect all that can be in the area. It is a major problem, for if one looses control, they can loose an entire sip to it beforeit has even been noticed.

OOC: Ok. Nobodies doing much. i'm building a new platform, my fleet is just on patrol, LK is doing 'Sod all' and orange state is building up a colony on Bath1

Tag, nice stuff

OOC: Well my fleet is all assembled, I have a space port and ship yard, a moon base, and a large "ring" around the moon with 6 super heavy cannons on them, and my Immortals just arrived. I'm now just waiting for more of the other guys to get involved. Molelnad have you tried to telegram them?

OOC: I did

IC: My platform is 60% complete!!!!!

OOC: Now to post! joy.. um.. im just gonna have a well developed colony thats quite far from your "bickering" stuff, heh, ive missed quite a few posts, so a short summary would help aswell.

New Kremlin, Moscow System

The Gilded rooftops of the colony of New Kremlin glistened in the Light of Moscows sun, the colony was sleepy, quiet, and had not been disturbed in years.

But now, the listening posts, dotted here and there, were detecting things, of course, The New Kremlin government knew of other colonists, but this was.. alarming.

The 2 Shipyards above the planet maintained a small Defense and Patrol fleet, but not much, the main defense of new Kremlin was the Red Square Battlestation, and that was under repair.

The Commissariats had gathered from far and wide in the Main Kremlin Building, and had been discussing long and hard of the alarming signatures on their sensors.

High Commissar Mikhail breathed deeply and sighed, the meeting had been hectic and without results, He had to take action.

"I want the repairs on Red Sqaure finished, immeaditly, just incase, and i want the shipyards to start producing some heavy ships, we need the firepower for anything that may befall us." Mikhail said, his green eyes scanned the woman before him, she was Alexandria Akansk, the Other High Commissar, and he needed her word on everything, Mikhail was well built, with green eyes and brown hair, whilst Alexandria was slim, blonde, with hazel eyes, they had once.. been together, but it hadnt worked out.

"Ok Mikhail, ok ok, you win, you have the Colonies resources,i recently dispatched a scout ship to the sector designated "Bath", it should report in soon, and our miners have been given mandates to mine for the government" Said Alexandria

Mikhail nodded, "Thank you, i will be re-assigning to a new ship under construction, the KCV Yakutsk, a newly designed Cruiser." Mikhail informed, and he turned and left.

Alexandria whispered "Good luck, Mikhail"

Meanwhile, in Bath, the scout entered realspace, its soviet emblem emblazened on its side...

OOC: basically i was exploring and looking for trade when I found moleland. THe Lurix-Kuria fleet turned up and began attacking Moleland. I turned up and tunred the battle. I got a colony as a present, while Moleland's base was destroyed by surprose attack, I was too late. Right now I am still in the ealry stages of terraforming and using the world. I have a moderate defence in place.

The Tsurani (who i feel must have read "the magician", even if his people are nothing like those in said book) have offered us defence.

OOC: Beeeeg Ships! Beeg Ships! Bwuaahahahaha! :D

IC: New Albany , Comm Scan

"Admiral Piet sir, we've picked up a signal!" Piet turned to the officer and nodded. "Track it." The comm officer started pushing some buttons on the command board. "Sir its about 2 jumps away, qraudron beta." Piet nodded again."It seems to be a type of small craft, most likely a scout of some sort."
"Very well, dispatch 2 Hammerheads to go and intercept it, don't fire, and see if communication can be made, once that is accomplished get them safe passage back to New Albany." The comm officer started talking through his head set and began to follow Piet's orders. "And after that inform Grand Admiral Dala."

A sonic boom sounded and 2 Hammerhead frigates came out of N-space. Captain Poweck sat in his comand chair listening to what his comm officer was telling him. "Sir, we've found it. It's now within our eye sight." Poweck looked out into space and saw a small craft moving there. "Open up all channels." The comms officer opened up all communication channels known to Larix-Kura. He nodded to Poweck.
"Unidentified ship! This is Hammerhead Beta of the soveriegn government of Larix-Kura. You have entered the Bath system, where we have a space port. Do you copy? Unidentified ship, name your system of origin. We will give you 10 minutes to respond." Both Hammerheads took up flank positions by the craft and awaited a return reply.

OOC: Lk, you ahve to be NOWHERE NEAR THE PLANETS other my GWG's would get you!

IC: My platform ( being rebuilt) is 80% complete.
'Sir, communications at the fringes of the bath system'
'Orange state?'
'No... Reminds me of Larix-Kura encoding...'
'Send frigate flagship, and interdictor red claw to investigate. What would be their ETA?'
'About 2 and half minutes.'
'Get to it!'

Admiral Beson had been tracking the scout and so far had wondered who it was. The specifications of the vessels seemed alien. The ship was just different.

"Damn Lurix Kurians, why are they so hostile? Okay, open up comms."

"Attention unidentified vessel, you may enter our territry and land on our planet provided you submit to a weapons search beforehand. We wish to trade and discuss diplomacy, once it has ascertained that your vessel does not pose a direct threat to us. Thank you."

He signed out and sighed, he was almost getting tired of meeting new races. But then you could never quite get bored of it.

I won't be able to post often for a fortnight or so.

Sorry

"Sir the ship isn't answering." The captain nodded. "Screw the mission, comm scan has deteched a large ship coming towards us, most likely Moleland; get us out of here." Both ships moved away from the small craft and entered N-space. From there they made two more jumps back to New Albany.

The Tsurani (who i feel must have read "the magician", even if his people are nothing like those in said book) have offered us defence.

OOC HAHA, someone finally found it. Yes, I have read the book, hell, Read all of his books I can get my hands on, An Just one thing for all, Stop withthe booms and bangs when you come out of your fast travle, cause there is no sound Unless you have an atmosphere.

IC The Tsurani ships followed the Scout ship, and when Larix forces arrived, their bodies tensed. If the LArix attacked, it would give them the reason needed to attack. They sighed when the ships left, some other time. The Tsurani grew impatient, and decided that it was time for something new.

To the People of Orange states and Moleland: HAIL. We have no intention of helping the Larixians, they are the aggressors. We shall help you fight them, but we need this on one condition. If I say something with the word Overmind, do as I tell you, If not there could be major problems.

Benson looked concerned about this transmission. His ancient face concealed most emotions if he wished, but it did not conceal the depth of thought, after what seemed like an age, he replied.

"We shall do what we can to aid our people, meaing we wil do what we can with respect to this overmind. We have limits, but if you protect our people we will not ask questions."

OOC: My ships make noise? oops.. well they do to the crew anyway. I'll watch what Im posting more carefully now! lol Id wondered about that book, its a great book, but I havent seen any of his others... can you reccomend me them?

OOC: That is a good book indeed. If you guys get a chance try finding a book, or set of books, by a guy named Chris Bunch. The first one is called The Last Legion , its a pretty good one. It has some things you can use for NS even.

IC: New Albany

"Sir I dont understand. We've completed the factories here in space, completed the moon ring and its ground base, and we have just now completed mining operation on the planet surface. And yet we have only made one small attack agait Moleland," said Piet, he stood at attention in front of Dala. Dala smiled.

"My dear Admiral, all we do here has a purpose. We've met a total of 4 new cultures, most with a creditable military. I am decided now of whether or not to use the Immortals or the Proctector's Fleet for a major operation I have planned for the furture. When I'm done planning I will inform you and Admiral Meav of the operation. Now go back to your duties commander."
Piet saluted then left Dala's office. I do need to come up with something soon dont I, tought Dala. He took out one of his new cigars that had come in the last shipment. Smelling it he leaned back and took outhis lighter and started to hink up a plan as he quietly smoked.

Dala sighed. The entire fleet was assembled, the Immortals in the front in a V-formation followed by the Archangels then the lesser frigates and large hulks that were the trade guild ships. On the hulks were all the disassembled weapons from New Albany, the moon ring, and the moon base. Dala shook his head and looked back at the man who sat in the command chair. Director Vensk, second most powerful man in the country of Larix-Kura.
"Sir, must we really.."
"Yes Grand Admiral Dala, we must, its the Protector's orders. We will withdraw."
Dala nodded and looked out into space once more. He'd been so close but he thought, in every life some rain must fall. But I promise to be back. He smiled and took out one of his cigars and started to smoke it.

The Fleet disapeared into N-space, their cordinates set for home. An hour after they left the charges left behind blew the moon ring and New Albany to space chunks.

OOC: Okay... Thanks

IC: 'Unidentified vessel. Stand by for inspection'
'Sir, more vessels'
The crews of frigate flagship and Interdictor Red Claw listened to the messege from the LT ships.
'We shall consider your preposals, however, we are confused by what you mean...'

The Scout hung in space, transmitted one short "watcher" in a tight transmission beam into the nearest ship, and with a flash of light, had jumped out.

OOC: Watcher is like a "spy", it latches onto your computer system and syphons off stuff, you'll detect it after a while though, but by then its sent enough stuff like fleet locations etc.

'Sir, sensors detect the ship is doing something'
'What?'
'We aren't sure...'

Mega fighter alpha 1 had started its inspection

'Sir! It's a spy probe!'
'Destroy it!'

All turbo lasers fired on the small scout ship (I'll assume it is lightly armoured, and this will probably destroy it)

OOC: Arenumberg, I'll telegram you what info you stole from my computers.

OOC: its jumped, so stop shooting space :D

OOC: sorry, but my interdictor would have stopped that...

LK had experiences with them. I'll quote what it does

A gravity well generator (from my interdictor)

OOC: My interdictors (I only have four in this sector) have special generators on them. they produce A special 'gravity well' that means no craft (including my own) can enter anything like hyperspace, N-space or what ever.
Secondly, They don't need to 'hit' their target. It is a wave, like a large sphere that expands from the interdictor. Anything inside this sphere (150 kilometres away) is caught. Imagine it as a giant fishing net. Your a fish. You can swim as freely as you like inside the net, but you can't get out!
Finally, I allowed your first wave to escape (surprise!)

To escape you,1 of 3 things must happen

1. I turn the GWGs off
2. The GWG is disabled
3. The interdictor is destroyed.

I'm sorry if this took you by surprise, but your craft enter N-space nearly instnatly but my large ships take nearly 20 minutes to enter hyperspace

Also, my interdictors are large Capital ships and tehy can't enter hyperspace as well!

Therefore, I've more than likely destroyed your scount ship. However, that info I telegramed was transmitted before we destroyed it. That is what I call fair!

Anyone out there?

i am.

Thanks, anyone else going to comment?

OOC: it seems to have stalled.

Um, whatever happens, Id like to offer a free trade agreement to Moleland and perhaps as far as this system goes, a mutual defence pact. But just for this system. Sort of a a vested interest idea. Id formalise it IC if you accept. there wont be any other details, except things like small details, recovery of survivors and so on. What happens. What do you say?

OOC: I'll assume that messege was IC, (for example, i'll pretend that was more formal)

IC: Orange State, we accept your terms, and your ships now have freedom of the bath, and mudium system. You are invited to attend observation of our research in the mudium system (link http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=370639). Do you accept?

Orange state are exceedingly good at defense systems. Our power generation is far behind yours for now, so we cannot run those sheilds yet. But on installation of icefire tech we would be able to match that Possibly.

Will post on it.

OOC: I was going to do an IC post on the details.

IC: this treaty is mutual defense and free trade between our nations in the shared region.

It requires no more than this and the following proviso's

a) Any survivors of incedents involving ships being wrecked or crashed etc, should be recovered by whoever can get their quickest. They should be then returned to the nearest designated zone for drop off to the location. ie Ornage state has 2 planet based spaceports and one station, whichever of these is closest will do. We would like to debrief survivors of military or non military incedents and discover what happened.

b) Crimes committed inside one of the signed parties territory are punishable by their law, regardless of nation of origin. If a moleland citzen was to be plotting against magius they would be interrogated and executed if found guilty. Simularly if one of our citizens stole a fruit and your punishment was catastration, then so be it. Provided they are given the same fairness in trial.

Any other things you wish to add/change?

IC: Your terms so far are acceptable. '3) Reasonably freedom of passege for each other's space should be granted. For example, you are allowed to travel anywhere you like unless the area has strict security or your ships are too large and threatening to us
4)'In the event of a war, that has a clash of interests, each party shall agree to hold a benevolent neutrality.'
Are these acceptable?

3) Orange state accepts and welcomes these terms. Ships above 30000 tonnes displacement will be scanned for weapons on entry, if they are war class vessels they will be not allowed it, but merchant vessels witha few moderate anti pirate precatuions will be allowed in. This is how we shall interpret this rule

4) we suggest the addtion of: "In the event of a clash of interests in war we will not attack eachother in any way. though will not hold eachother accountable for the actions of our allies. Though we shall seek to avoid wars of this sort if we can prevent them. thsi does not prevetn actions against eachother's allies either. But again, hopefully we shall seek to avoid these, barring exceptional circumstances."

Otherwise we sign this treaty.

Good good. I've just thought of, '5) We shall consult upon matters of common interest'

yes okay. Like the research idea. I will agree to that.

Good good... i think this Rp has stopped... shame, nevermind...