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JN News, 3:56 PM, November 6, 2004

Today one of our Top-superzoom lens microscopes saw a distant planet 983,532,167 billion km away from Earth. We have sent shuttles to the Planet. Its enviroment is breathable with many forests, lakes, plains and deserts. The Planet is divided into 2 Halfs, 1 land, 1 ocean. We are curently deciding if we should inhabit the Planet or not. We are currently developing Cruise Shuttles to bring over small groups of people at a time. On other news, Cheese Export Workers riot because of low payments. Police units have been deployed and have broken the riot up. We'll keep you updated





JN News 10:32 PM, November 17, 2004
Goverment officials have taken rides to the planet in the new designed Cruise Shuttles, they have decided to inhabit the planet, hundreds of cruise shuttles are taking people over now, other shuttles big enough to carry small house are taking off now. Shuttles with military will be taking off last. The citys will be left in hope of building new ones on the new planet. The JN goverment has claimed the Planet, any ships approaching will be fired apon

Professor Matthew Jenkins sifts through the images of the radio telescope, and is intrigued by one. Janky Nations Shuttles are fleeing to an unseen planet. Grinning, He picks up the phone.

***

"A new planet?" says King Falcon I calmly. "I shall be on the line to SPSP immediately." He puts down the phone and calmly dials a number from a card. It is new, the gilt edging not worn off. It reads "Sub Pacific Space Programme"

Suddenly the man on the other end of the line speaks up in a weary voice. "Hello? Sub Pacific Space Programme. How may I help?"

"Hack, it is me." Says Falcon. "Hows the R&D boys been getting along? Have they got those new shuttles online? They have? Perfect. Crew them and launch them. Money is of no consequence."

***

Unseen silos slide open and smoke fills the air as three space shuttles launch from Falcanian soil. As they penetrate the atmosphere, their bays open and slim laser cannons protrude on steel frames, pointing towards the JN Shuttles.

***

Professor Jenkins sits back in his swivel chair, twiddling his thumbs and cackling. The Space Race II had begun.

JN News Report *SPECIAL*

Is this thing on? Good. Our shuttles are being fired at! all military personel are advised to land back on Earth and Travel toward the lasers, destroy them at all costs! *Pilot*: evasive action evasive ac...chhhhhhhh

As Rakui Hears the News of the Planet He sits back and thinks, Now, Maybe i should go up there.. JN Might need some help, As he gets up he Heads to the phone, Dials the number for the Office Of flight command, Hello? Yes id like a Flight to the Cordinits of JN's Planet, ok Thanks, As he hangs up the phone he hears his hummer arriving too Bring him to the Launchpad, And so on, Sets on the Quest to get the Planet

OOC:
Ummm...Pluto orbits at about 3600 million miles out. Your planet is within the solar system and nobody noticed it?

90,000 km is a little more than a third of the distance between the Earth and the moon.

Hard ta miss, I'd think. An asteroid is considered a "Near-Miss" if it comes within a half million...

OOC: Hello? It's just a bit of fun...

"Have we reached planet airspace?" Asks King Falcon, speaking into his mobile phone. "Good. Give the order. They are to proceed to the planet for colonisation"

***

Onboard the shuttle, Hack received a radio signal, and a device to his right spat out a piece of paper. Reading it, he yelled at the co-pilot to land, and the retro-thrusters of the three shuttles fired up.

This is Longsword Platoon 419, droping Fury TAC Nukes on targets, Over.
This is Longsword Platoon 842, blowin up sum son of a bitch lasers! YAHOOOo!
Longsword Platoon 921, Targets destroyed, over!
This is Hawk Platoon 531, Engaging enemy shuttles, over
Hawk Platoon 62, Pvt. Michael White, we got 3 casualties, over!
Hawk Platoon 723, we taking down lots a shuttles over here! Booyah!
This is Hawk Platoon 832, Shuttles are gone! over


OCC: Sry im not good with miles/km, EDITED

This is Scorpian platoon 53, enemy shuttles inbound to planet, permission to engage? Rgr that, greenlight, greenlight *fires at shuttles*

Longsword and Hawk platoons, land back at "Planet Janky", we have set up a base of operations. We have low casualties, on those shuttles. 30/90000 of civillian shuttles down, 12/70000 military shuttles down. All shuttles have landed, we have begun colonizing. We have repots of 3 unidenified shuttles landing on the planet, we have no signal from the group that spotted them, we sent 6 more platoons to their last known position.

Meanwhile at the 6 scorpian platoons
We spotted the 3 shuttles, 1 looks like its damaged badly, engaging

"Damn!" Hack rolled accross the deck as a laser volley impacted with his shuttle. "Deactivate our lasers and open a hailing channel. I wish to talk with the Janky Aggressors."

MESSAGE: Top priority
SECURITY: ALPHA X-RAY ZULU 23
FROM: President Janky


Agressors? We are not the ones who fired on innocent people. Leave in the next 30 minutes or you will be shot. We urge you to leave in peace or suffer the concequences.

"I hope they believe us" Hack mumbles as he frantically types out a telegram.

******************************
To: Janky Nations
From: SPSP 1

Greetings. I would like to make absolutely clear that I am only following orders. My superiors have my coordinates programmed into their nuclear bunkers. If I do not obey them they fire heat-seeking nukes at me. If they find out that I am not engaged in battle then they shall probably take me down anyway. I propose a truce.
********************************

"What? Why are they not firing?!" Screams Professor Jenkins. He flips open a panel and his finger hovers over a red button, but he decides not to press it. He frantically types out a telegram.

*******************************
To: SPSP 1
From: SPSP Base

Why are you not firing? Fire on the Janky Nations, Hack, or I shall launch these missiles here. The only reason I have not annihilated you already is because I am unwilling to damage the planet. You have been warned. Have a nice day.
**********************************
Hack forwarded the telegram to the Janky Nations.
***********************************
To: Janky Nations
From: SPSP 1
____________________________
FW: From SPSP base To: SPSP 1
Why are you not firing? Fire on the Janky Nations, Hack, or I shall launch these missiles here. The only reason I have not annihilated you already is because I am unwilling to damage the planet. You have been warned. Have a nice day.
___________________________

My superiors just sent this message. Please do not fire. I come in peace.

MESSAGE: Top Priority
SECURITY: ALPHA X-RAY 53
FROM: President Janky

I think i have a plan, tell me those cordinates to those nukes and I will free you from your evil leaders and let you have a chance of joining the JN to have a free life. We will have Longswords on Earth Awaiting your reply.
we will be tracking your messages, anything sent back to your King will result in inprisonation of you and we will have Hawks waiting for the warheads. We hope you do the right thing

MESSAGE ENDED



I hope he chooses right. We really do not want any violence.

TO: JANKY NATIONS COMMAND
FROM: SPSP 1

I have relayed the coordinates. Make sure you use only conventional nuclear explosive, as Bioloads will be treated as an act of war. Bomb only these sites. King Falcon I is unaware of the incidents.

Thankyou. I also wish for no more unnecessary violence.

General Nather to Longsword platoon 615, im wiring you the coordinates, bomb only those sites! Nather out.

This is Longsword Platoon, We've bombed those coordinates, Over


MESSAGE: Top Priority
SECURITY: ALPHA X-RAY ZULU 52
FROM: President Janky

You are now truly trusted. You and your crew are now set free. Enjoy your new life. Thank You

From: SPSP 1
To: Janky Nations
Thankyou. I make one humble request. I would like to claim a small portion of the planet for use by Falcania. We are planning to build a satellite station to monitor our military progress in the liberation of Zhekistan. Thankyou.

A few million kilometers from the planet, a massive rift opens in space, energies swell from the rift. Within moments, a 1.2 km long, 13.8 million metric ton vessel emerges...Markings are sparce, along the top superstructure, a blue and gold flag bearing a spread eagle. With a marking, presumably a name, TRSS Pegasus...

The vessel slips into orbit as the massive rift slams closed behind it...

--- Onboard the Pegasus ---

"Sir..." responds Lieutenant Scott.... "We are in orbit of the new planet.... Scans indicate alot of activity between at least two seperate parties, and likely weapons fire..."

"Tactical report Lieutenant?" asks Commodore Fletcher, the Pegasus' Commanding Officer...

"Sir, weapons appear to be primitive chemical based projectiles and low power lasers... And no sign of any superluminal capability...." responds LT Scott.

"Ok Lieutenant, non-interferance directives are imposed... Leave them be... begin detailed scans of the planet and surrounding debries and prepare a GEDRA package for transmission to the Alliance... once complete, report back to me...." commands COMM Fletcher....

"Aye sir... " LT. Scott responds.....

MESSAGE: Top Priority
SECURITY: ALPHA X-RAY ZULU 53
FROM: President Janky

Permission Granted, only a small portion though, all activitie at the station will be monitored. Would you like to set up an Embassy for further Peace? We would like to set up an alliance.

Secret IC:
On board the Regal Star Destroyer
“Admiral, we’ve got reports of a new planet. It is very inhabitable. The nation who found it is Janky Nation.” Reported Andrew Robertson as he ran onto the bridge.
“Janky Nation? Never heard of them. Any intel on them?” Asks Admiral Procks.
“All we know so far is that they’re a small nation who might be engaging in a war with the nation of Falcania. Both are small nations.” Said Robertson.
“Well, this could be good. I know we’re looking for another planet. Have they claimed it yet?” inquired the Admiral. “No sir, not at all.” Answered Robertson, now a bit more intrigued.
“Good. Very good. Let’s move it. Forward to this planet. Get Crossman on Comm.” The Admiral said, with a glimmer in his eyes.
“Yes sir.”
Contacting Crossman, Awaiting Reply…

IC:
From the Regal Star Destroyed, Admiral Procks has broadcasted a claim to a new planet “he” has discovered. The name: Prolanet. He is also warning all nations to stay away from ViZion’s newly staked claim.

OOC: The government of ViZion has not been notified of this yet. Also, our ship is apparenting to bolt past Janky Nation and Falcania's radar.

JN News

This the newly formed News building. Clashes between Falcania and our forces has finnaly stoped, or so we think. The first city has been formed, the capitol, its a small city but will grow much much bigger. JN Military Forces have taken low casualties and have set up many bases. This is all for today

Secret IC:
On board the Regal Star Destroyer
“Admiral, we’ve got reports of a new planet. It is very inhabitable. The nation who found it is Janky Nation.” Reported Andrew Robertson as he ran onto the bridge.
“Janky Nation? Never heard of them. Any intel on them?” Asks Admiral Procks.
“All we know so far is that they’re a small nation who might be engaging in a war with the nation of Falcania. Both are small nations.” Said Robertson.
“Well, this could be good. I know we’re looking for another planet. Have they claimed it yet?” inquired the Admiral. “No sir, not at all.” Answered Robertson, now a bit more intrigued.
“Good. Very good. Let’s move it. Forward to this planet. Get Crossman on Comm.” The Admiral said, with a glimmer in his eyes.
“Yes sir.”
Contacting Crossman, Awaiting Reply…

IC:
From the Regal Star Destroyed, Admiral Procks has broadcasted a claim to a new planet “he” has discovered. The name: Prolanet. He is also warning all nations to stay away from ViZion’s newly staked claim.

OOC: The government of ViZion has not been notified of this yet. Also, our ship is apparenting to bolt past Janky Nation and Falcania's radar.


OOC: Um, it is claimed by me, and a little by Falcania

/ooc chances are that I_V will make it uninhabited by whatever means possible...

OOC: I didn't see your claim...

Secret IC:

- Crossmanian super star destroyer ICS Ezriel's Lance

"My Lady, we've recieved a message from a nearby ViZionarian starship.", the young communications officer announced.

Lord Admiral Ayumi Hamasaki walked toward his station. She read the message on the monitor. "A new planet? Well, the Emperor likes more territory." She walked back to her command chair, "Lieutenant Baker, set a course to rendevous with the ViZionarian ship. Ensign Davis, activate cloaking device, we don't want anyone to know we're there, yet."

The two officers acknowledged her command in unison, "Yes, Admiral."

We stronly protest anyone colonizing in space. Come back to the planet where God put you!
-Father John McGibbs, Secratary of Foriegn Affairs

We stronly protest anyone colonizing in space. Come back to the planet where God put you!
-Father John McGibbs, Secratary of Foriegn Affairs

Official Crossmanian Statement:

Bugger off!

-Department of State

OOC: Look at my first post......

OOC: "Last edited by Janky Nations : Today at 3:11 PM." That just happens to be about one minute ago... you claimed it to late. We're coming, and we refuse to accept your official claim, as it came after ours.

Moray Space Mines have been deployed around the planet, Heavy MAC orbital Platforms are being set up. and approaching ships will be destroyed. any survivors will be engaged by the JN army besides Unarmed Falcania shuttles.

OOC: Look at my first post......

OOC: You just editted it. It says so on the bottom....

Please leave us alone or we will be forced to fight, we came to come to a healthy enviroment. Please leave us in Peace or you WILL be Engaged.

Please leave us alone or we will be forced to fight, we came to come to a healthy enviroment. Please leave us in Peace or you WILL be Engaged.

Then we will be engaged.

Falcania, i am requesting your help! Enemy ships approaching, and help you give us will you you more Money. President Janky Out

OOC: We aren't there yet. You don't know we're coming. It was a SECRET IC.

Secret IC:
Andrew Robertson ran up to the Admiral again, "They now say they claim it in their name, sir." The Admiral began to crack up, and after a moment, said, "They CLAIM it? After us? Ha! How foolish they are. We will not recognize their claim. We have claimed it first. If we must, we will forcefully prove it so. Prepare for war, and alert near-by friendlies."

"Yes sir."

All JN Mlitary Engage the ships! do not let them land! I reapeat! DO NOT let them land! If the Space Mines dont stop them, get ready!

President Janky. Permission to use the NOVA AKA "Planet Killers"?
If nothing works, Yes.

General Nather to all squadrons! ENGAGE ENEMY SHIPS!

OOC: We aren't there yet. You don't know we're coming. It was a SECRET IC.
OOC: yip... it'll likely be a few RL minutes before you pick anything up on scanners...

At the edge of the "Prolanet" system the Crossmanian ships dropped out of lightspeed. The ships were cloaked, the enemy forces unaware of their prescence.

Secret IC: (since they are cloaked...)
1 Eclipse-class super star destroyer (ICS Ezriel's Lance)
4 Scharnhorst-class cruisers
6 Trafalgar-class destroyers

All JN Mlitary Engage the ships! do not let them land! I reapeat! DO NOT let them land! If the Space Mines dont stop them, get ready!

President Janky. Permission to use the NOVA AKA "Planet Killers"?
If nothing works, Yes.

General Nather to all squadrons! ENGAGE ENEMY SHIPS!

OOC: To put in terms you can understand:

WE ARE NOT THERE YET AND YOU DON'T KNOW WE'RE COMING

All JN Mlitary Engage the ships! do not let them land! I reapeat! DO NOT let them land! If the Space Mines dont stop them, get ready!

President Janky. Permission to use the NOVA AKA "Planet Killers"?
If nothing works, Yes.

General Nather to all squadrons! ENGAGE ENEMY SHIPS!
OOC: It'll be a few minutes before we are even remotely close to your planet... Secret IC means not everyone (that would include you) knows what we're doing... So, say in 5 RL minutes, that'll be when you'll actually pick us up on any scanners, etc...

More ships spotted! destroy them at all costs! Do not let this scum get this planet!

More ships spotted! destroy them at all costs! Do not let this scum get this planet!

OOC:
WE'RE NOT HERE YET!!!!! AND YOU DON'T KNOW WE'RE COMING!!!!! SECRET IC DAMMIT!!! SECRET IC!!!!!

General Nather, get all civillian and military and Evac the Planet, i have a surprise in store for them. Leave all 5 NOVAs here, well take them all down.

OOC: ok ok.

"Sir, the factions seem to be standing down from one another... It is likely they are reaching some form of peacefull accord...." Lt. Scott says....

"That is good, I had to see nations like these at war with one another... It just goes to show you how well mankind can progress on their own...." remarks Commodore Fletcher.

"Sir..." says Lt. Meyers, the comm officers... "I am getting some chatter... Their appears to be some reaction by the two factions... Though not towards one another..."

"Anything in the area Lieutenant Meyers?" asks Commodore Fletcher...

"No sir," responds Lt. Scott... "But they appear to be under threat of something...

"Raise shields then... but maintain non-interferance directives..." commands Commodore Fletcher.

--- ---
The Pegasus' shields raise, as the vessel continues its scans, and hangs in orbit.

OOC: I'm about to ignore you for your godmodding... plz stop "knowing" that we're coming or I will...

I hate ignoring ppl, but what you're doing is blatant godmod (cheating)

"Sir, the factions seem to be standing down from one another... It is likely they are reaching some form of peacefull accord...." Lt. Scott says....

"That is good, I had to see nations like these at war with one another... It just goes to show you how well mankind can progress on their own...." remarks Commodore Fletcher.

"Sir..." says Lt. Meyers, the comm officers... "I am getting some chatter... Their appears to be some reaction by the two factions... Though not towards one another..."

"Anything in the area Lieutenant Meyers?" asks Commodore Fletcher...

"No sir," responds Lt. Scott... "But they appear to be under threat of something...

"Raise shields then... but maintain non-interferance directives..." commands Commodore Fletcher.

--- ---
The Pegasus' shields raise, as the vessel continues its scans, and hangs in orbit.

OOC: Dude, it doesn't count. They didn't understand what secret IC meant, so they know nothing. the situation is the same as it has been when you first got here.

MESSAGE
Vision Empire! do not engage! we surrender the planet to you! please let us leave!
MESSAGE ENDED

Alright were out of the Blast Radius....blow the Novas.
*A blinding Flash of light appeared, as it went away, where there was once a planet....there was nothing*

Vision Empire! do not engage! we surrender the planet to you! please let us leave!

OOC: Jesus tap-dancing Christ!!!!!!!!!! Nothing has happened, you don't know we're coming!!!!!!!!!

OOC:

TO ALL NEW NATIONS:

Q: What is secret IC?

A: It's a post that no one else knows about other than the poster or anyone that the post may be directed to. Everyone does not know what is happening in a Secret IC until it is made known to everyone by the person posting it.

Secret IC
"Sir it's ViZion. They're calling for help with a problem."
"I see... prep the fold drive. We owe them a favor from back when still."
"But sir you don't know waht it is."
"I said fold into the orbit damnit!"

The PSN Hell Storm began to glow sickly green as it began to fold out into orbit of the planet. Fallowing it were five Assault class super cruisers who were folding jsut 9000 miles outside of orbit.

oh sorry i thought we knew about visions ships, my bad

oh sorry i thought we knew about visions ships, my bad

OOC: :headbang: no... you don't. now go back to what you were doing before we came into the thread. we'll let you know when we're here and ready to fight you.

OOC: lol, you can keep the planet. This could turn into a fun RP :)

Here, lemme tell you some things about Role Playing on NS:
When someone says "Secret IC", what that means is that, unless it's being addressed to you, you do not know that is happening. This RP is an example of it... we're trying to do a sneak attack. You don't just "know" that we're coming ICly. When I and my allies talk, we are using Encrypted messages, which means you can decode it to know what's being said, but not right away.

We're pretty much trying to make a sneak attack on you. Unless you are able to decode what we're saying before we reach you, you likely won't know that we're coming until it's to late.

However, if you have a ship who is patrolling, and it spots us first, then you know we're coming, thus you Secret ICly contact your allies and prepare for war.

Does that sound good?

OOC: lol, you can keep the planet. This could turn into a fun RP :)

Here, lemme tell you some things about Role Playing on NS:
When someone says "Secret IC", what that means is that, unless it's being addressed to you, you do not know that is happening. This RP is an example of it... we're trying to do a sneak attack. You don't just "know" that we're coming ICly. When I and my allies talk, we are using Encrypted messages, which means you can decode it to know what's being said, but not right away.

We're pretty much trying to make a sneak attack on you. Unless you are able to decode what we're saying before we reach you, you likely won't know that we're coming until it's to late.

However, if you have a ship who is patrolling, and it spots us first, then you know we're coming, thus you Secret ICly contact your allies and prepare for war.

Does that sound good?

Yah, Thx for the help.

Yah, Thx for the help.
OOC: np :)

btw, if you Secret ICly alert your allies because one of your ships spots us while on a patrol, we will not know that you're doing that... :)

Yah, Thx for the help.

OOC: Thank you for finally understanding.... sorry about going off on you... you just made me want to hurt things....

OOC: np :)

btw, if you Secret ICly alert your allies because one of your ships spots us while on a patrol, we will not know that you're doing that... :)

except for me, I'm cloaked for now

JN News

New citys are being built rapidly, 5 citys are being built. JN has proposed Peace with Falcania but still no answer. On other news, JN Military forces have developed Humungous War Ships, hopefully they will stop any incoming attacks. Here are the types that they built, Cruisers, Frigates, Destroyers, and Battleships, 2 Destroyers have been put in orbit and are patroling th Planet.

OOC: And I am not... however, I'm not out of lightspeed yet... well, until now...
Secret IC:
"Alright, here we are. We will be pulling out of lightspeed just behind Crossman's ships."
At that note, the massive Everlong-Class Destroyer dropped out of lightspeed, the blurring of the stars seeming to rush to a stop.

"Here we are Admiral... the Pralanet system." said the Captain.
"Good. Prepare to engage."

OCC: Junky you got a 9.5km super crusier in orbit of the planet. But you do not know if it is going to attack.
IC:
9000km away formt he planet the five AC crusiers floated. There ECM feilds were active and awaiting the ViZion forces. On board it was a diffrent story. Thousands of troops were being "thawed" form cryo-sleep and being equiped for combat.

The Captain turned white, "Sir! There are a number of hostile ships!" The Admiral looked calm, but displeased at the stupidity of the Captain, "Then cloak, damnit, cloak!"

With that, the massive destroyer cloaked. "Damn you, I think you cloaked us before we arrived!" said the Admiral, obviously displeased. Let's change locations ASAP, and just hope they didn't spot us."

-Bridge, ICS Ezriel's Lance

Ayumi grinned, "Contact the ViZionarian fleet and prepare to decloak."

OCC: Junky you got a 9.5km super crusier in orbit of the planet. But you do not know if it is going to attack.
OOC: I should as hell wouldn't be waitin around to find out... lol

This is Battleship "Pillar of Autum" we have spotted something on our radar, Shall we engage? No. I want to talk with them first.

MESSAGE: Top Priority
SECURITY: ALPHA X-RAY ZULU 53
FROM: President Janky
TO: Unidenified Space Cruiser

Hello. Who is this? And why are you cloaked by my Planet?
Please Reply or be engaged

Still unseen, the Crossmanian fleet changed course, hoping that their cover had not been blown by the ViZionarians arrival.

General Nather, Ready the men, i think war is about to break out. How Many Sir? All of them.

OOC: Details on the Pegasus...

The TRSS Pegasus is the second ship constructed of the Orion Class SCV (Sector Control Vessel) [Their are presently 4 vessels of the Orion class and SCV, and 3 more "Improved" Orion Class vessels in service]

Mass 13,800,000 metric tons
Length 1200 meters
Height 200 meters
Beam 550 meters
(almost the same size as an imperator class star-destroyer)

Internal Space: 118,800,000 cubic meters.

Naval Crew: 1800
Marines: 1500
Pilots: 800

Sublight Drive systems are reactionless impulse like... with a max speed of 0.6c with an acceleration of 17000 meters per second squared.

Superluminal drive is by Kraskinov type artificial wormhole.

Power generation is by 4 MARC reactors, and 1 ZPM reactor.

Vessel has 400 Warp capable 1 man WASP fighters. 320 Aurora Assault Shuttles, and 200 Mule Heavy Transport Shuttles.

Ship Armor and Shields include 50mm of Neutronium/Duranium composite armor, 100cm of Ablative Regenerative Armor, and 6 Spatial Deflector type 900TW shield generators.

Weapon Systems...
80 170TW Phased Particle Cannons
150 50TW Particle Cannons
40 20TW Point Defense Phaser arrays.
24 Torpedo Launchers, firing varying types of weapons with warheads including M/A, Zero-Point, and Naquadria based weapons.

Other Vessels in the Orion Class include:
TRSS Orion, TRSS Chronos, and TRSS Zeus... For improved the TRSS Titan, TRSS Thor, and TRSS Tiamat.

"Open a channel to the Janky fleet", Ayumi said to the comm officer.

"Channel open Admiral."

"Greetings. This is Lord Admiral... well that's not important yet. Engage us? Its rather hard to engage what you can't see now isn't it Mr. President?"

MESSAGE: Top Priority
SECURITY: ALPHA X-RAY ZULU 53
FROM: President Janky

Permission Granted, only a small portion though, all activitie at the station will be monitored. Would you like to set up an Embassy for further Peace? We would like to set up an alliance.

This offer seems acceptable. If you wish to form an alliance, perhaps you would be interested in the liberation of Zhekistan. I had no idea of what the Sub Pacific Space Programme had in mind and have now disbanded the SPSP. Professor Matthew Jenkins has been sentenced to life hard labour. May all functions be peaceful. King Falcon.

General Nather, Ready the men, i think war is about to break out. How Many Sir? All of them.

OOC: It's helpful to break up who is talking with quotation marks "" and make separate sentences. Write like its a book.

OCC:I don't use cloaks I use ECM feilds
IC:
"This is the PSN Hell Strom of the Shadow Realm of Phalanix. We are ehre to demand your surrender effective imedietly. If you resist you will be destroyed. This is your first and only warning. You have five minutes to comply. If you power any weapons you will be fired upon. That is all."
The massive ship's twin Fallen Angel cannons began to charge slowly waiting for the reply. Her fighter bays prepping the launching of a massive number of fighters as well.

Secret IC:
The cloaked Regal Star began making its way towards a Jankian destroyed. "Shall we fire?" asked the Captain. The Admiral looked at him rather coldly, "Yes. One shot. Disable their thrusters. Then we need to move towards the Phalanixan ship."

"Then fire at us" said Pres. Janky "Load that longsword with a NOVA" "This is Longsword Fighter 45221, dropping NOVA on the Phalanix ship

There is an Immense Silence...... THEN Thousonds of Kyrascian Fighters come out of a portal in space


" Squad 1 Lock on Enemy Ships over"
" Roger that Red 5"
" Squad 2 Prepare to fire"
" Roger that sir Guns a Blazin' "
" Squad 3 Fire when ready"
"Aye-Aye Capin!"

"All ships decloak!!!! Open fire!!!"

The massive black 20km Ezriel's Lance appeared in space along with the much smaller cruisers and destroyers. Streaks of red and green leaped from their guns as their heavy Lance cannons and heavy turbo lasers opened fire on the Janky vessels. Hundreds of fighters poured from the Ezriel's Lance's launch bays, swarming around the enemy ships.

Suddenly the massive fallen angel cannon on the elft fired at the ship infornt of it. The force was as powerful as 50 nuclear blasts. Fallowing that the 120 plasma turrets activates and charged as fighters began streaming out of the ship. Slowly the five AC super crusiers began to move foreward there fighters also launching.

OCC:Thats aobut 7500 fighters and also wherea re you launching your long sword form?

ooc: one of my bases

Secret IC:
The Admiral was going mad. He was doing something that ViZion not only didn't do, but completely disagrees with: Taking over other nations lands, or imperialism.

He knew this would be looked down upon if he returned to ViZion, so he had other plans.

"We will be returning to ViZion once we win this," The Admiral stated to the Bridge Staff in a cocky mannerism, "but only for a short time. I have declared this ship and its crew no longer part of the ViZionarian forces." The crew looked at him, completely in disbelief.
"We are now citizens of the Pralanet Empire!" he declared mightily, "And this here, this," pointing towards the planet, "is now our home. When we get back to ViZion, you are ordered to gather your family and belongings. Speak to no one. We will be coming back here to settle. Those people down there? They will be our slaves." The crew look at him, then eachother. Suddenly, one of the men cheered, followed by another and another. Within a moment, the entire bridge was chanting his name.

"Now, onward to conquest!"

"Then fire at us" said Pres. Janky "Load that longsword with a NOVA" "This is Longsword Fighter 45221, dropping NOVA on the Phalanix ship

OOC: Just what is a nova? An d how powerful is it? You're a brand new nation so you can't possibly have much, lest you be called a godmod.

Secret IC:
The Admiral was going mad. He was doing something that ViZion not only didn't do, but completely disagrees with: Taking over other nations lands, or imperialism.

He knew this would be looked down upon if he returned to ViZion, so he had other plans.

"We will be returning to ViZion once we win this," The Admiral stated to the Bridge Staff in a cocky mannerism, "but only for a short time. I have declared this ship and its crew no longer part of the ViZionarian forces." The crew looked at him, completely in disbelief.
"We are now citizens of the Pralanet Empire!" he declared mightily, "And this here, this," pointing towards the planet, "is now our home. When we get back to ViZion, you are ordered to gather your family and belongings. Speak to no one. We will be coming back here to settle. Those people down there? They will be our slaves." The crew look at him, then eachother. Suddenly, one of the men cheered, followed by another and another. Within a moment, the entire bridge was chanting his name.

"Now, onward to conquest!"

OOC: :eek: Nani desu ka?????????

Regal Star screamed towards the planet, breaking into the atmosphere. Within moments, it was inside the planets atmosphere, and releasing 75 fighters and two battleships (the battleships are connected externally to the main destroyer, and are being unlatched.) It was time to take this planet over.

"This is a Message to all UN. I am in need of help! My vessels are being fired apon. Please Help."

Soldier: SIR! IM PICKING UP ENEMY FORCES IN THE ATMOSPHERE!
"General Nather, Send all units to attack the enemy, CRUSH THEM!
"Y-Yes Sir......"

I hear you, Janky. This is Hack, from SPSP 1. All three of our shuttles are fuelled and armed. Direct us to a target and we'll give it all we've got, over.

The lone longsword didn't stand a chance. As the 750 50mm anti-fighter/missile turrets came to bear on it they began to fill the space it was in with 50mm HE slugs. Fallowing that the onboard AI began to target the base that it originated from firing the second shot from the Fallen Angel at it.
The resulting explosion would be visable form space.
"Begein landing troops!" the capitain of the Hell Strom shouted into the com. Slwoly dropships and drop pods begna to be lanched form the Hell Storm. The pods rained down like nothign ever seen before while the dropships carried the heavier weapons. Fighters began to take up formation aorund the dropships escorting them shooting down enemy fighters as the flew.

Two of the fighters blazed ahead to scout, and within a moment, came across a hostile base. "We've found hostile. Prepare to engage."

The destroyed began to engerize its massive twin cannons, as it and the other ships thrust their way towards the base. Another 75 fighters being released, as well as the final two battleships.

Attack all Crossmanian and Phalanixian Forces
Thank you for the Help.

"Admiral, the Janky's are trying to send distress signals."

"Launch subspace distortion pods, they don't need anyone's help."

SECRET IC:

"General Nather, Pull back all Military, Civillian, and Allie forces, Leave the Planet Destroyers here....We'll blow them all to peices."

An alert went across the Regal Star: All ground forces were to prepare for launch. They were going to go on a ground assault. The two thousand ground forces began running to gather their weapons. As they did so, they made their way to their transports.

OOC: Damn, my RPing is goin to hell right now... sry... :( I hate bein sick...

Roger that Janky. Im going for the Phalanxians. Any more nukes there?

"Sir..." responds Lt. Scott, "Some other superluminals entered the region... They are fighting with the locals vessels..."

"Give me a tactical report Lieutenant...." command Commodore Fletcher.

"I'm reading plasma based weapons, primitive hypermatter based reactors, and likely reading indicate presence of hyperdrives... The locals are outnumbered, and outclassed technologically..." responds the Lt. Scott... "I'm frankly surprised these primates were capable of making it into space, Commodore..."

"Now, now Lieutenant, not every culture is capable of true advancement... Helm, take the Pegasus closer to the battle... and record details of this event for GEDRA packaging... The Alliance will want reports on these factions..." commands the Commodore.

--- ---

The Pegasus slips from orbit, and approaches the battle.

The 6 Trafalgar destroyers turned to face the Falcanian vessels.

"Destroy them all!", Admiral Hamasaki yelled on the Ezriel's Lance.
The gigantic super star destoyer and cruisers continued to pummel the Janky ships.

Janky, We have a few nukes left in our hangar, but no silos. Get those nukes to your silos and fire like you did before. I have a plan.

"Sir, they're retreating. Should we pull back or follow?" asked the Captain. The Admiral was confused by this. Their base was still large, though not as large as us. But, he had a feeling they had a plan. "Pull back. Order all our forces to pull out. Let's go!"

"I'm reading plasma based weapons, primitive hypermatter based reactors, and likely reading indicate presence of hyperdrives... The locals are outnumbered, and outclassed technologically..." responds the Lt. Scott... "I'm frankly surprised these primates were capable of making it into space, Commodore..."


OOC: Excuse me, but I do believe ViZion, Phal, and myslef are all more advanced then you. You are what, May 04? Please....

"Nather....We're out of Blast Range.......Blow them all to peices......
*A blinding Flash of light appeared, as it went away, where there was once a planet....there was nothing*

Um... no....

The Regal Star, its fighters, and battleships left the atmosphere, heading towards Falcania. "Have our ships come back to us. We need to cloak."
The order was quickly given, and within five minutes, all battleships and fighters were docked. "Good. Cloak us, and prepare to fight upon Falcanian forces." demanded the Admiral.

Hack strapped himself into the pilots seat, and flew recklessly towards the Crossmanian starships. Flicking open a panel, He aimed and fired the laser cannons at the gundecks, taking out a few turrets. He grabbed the intercom and yelled "Janky, I'm sending targeting coordinates. Launch a nuke here." He keyed in the coordinates of the blasted patch. "I hope this works" he mumbled.

Um... no....
OOC: I Planted NOVAs or "Planet Killers"

OOC: I Planted NOVAs or "Planet Killers"

You cannot have that kind of technology. You are a brand new nation. That is GODMODDING.

"My Surviving BattleCruiser is Launching it now", BattleCuiser 22, launch a nuke at these coordinates.

"We're getting communications... Falcania is sending out coordinates." said Communications Officer Achier Lowe. "Find out what those coordinates are. Lock onto anything launched at it, and fire upon the location they fired from."

OOC: Look Janky, the way things work here on NS is nations less than 2 months old cannot have nukes, let alone "planet killers". That is godmodding. Cheating. You cannot do that.

You cannot have that kind of technology. You are a brand new nation. That is GODMODDING.
Fine

"My Surviving BattleCruiser is Launching it now", BattleCuiser 22, launch a nuke at these coordinates.

OOC: Godmod. No nukes. Not at your age.

OOC: Excuse me, but I do believe ViZion, Phal, and myslef are all more advanced then you. You are what, May 04? Please....

OOC: Since when did longer mean more advanced... And the Advancement had more to do with your primate mentality, than with whatever technology you use...

OOC: Since when did longer mean more advanced... And the Advancement had more to do with your primate mentality, than with whatever technology you use...

OOC: Longer means more time to develop. Primate mentality... so I take it you aren't human?

A small Godulan survey vessel rested, far displaced from the fighting. Watching, but not acting. Some of the technicians aboard the ship were furiously taking energy readings and in-depth scans of all the weapons and technologies flying back and forth throughout the skirmishing.

"How goes the scanning?" asked the commander of the ship, a lowly First Lieutenant named Daven. "There has GOT to be some good stuff being tossed about in there."

"Scanning is going rather well. As of this moment, we've discerned several separate versions of energy weapons being fired back and forth, the fighting seems to be pretty vicious."

"Boys with toys. Seems a defense directorate motto nowadays."

A helmsman chuckled.

"What do the readings look like on the planet?"

The technician heading the scanning party waved his hand in the air dismissively. "Eh. One side is land, one side is water, doesn't seem to show much in the way of mineral resources or anything. A backwater, pretty much. Not much use for anything other than 'lebensraum'."

"Ah."

"I think we've got enough to go on, sir, shall we head back to our space?"

"Yeah sure. We've learned all we can here, I say we head back and muck about some more with those pink hydrogen balls. That stuff is fun to watch. DEATH CONFETTI AHOY!"

Edited to fix technical whoopsie that occured while I was writing the post

A small Godulan survey vessel rested, far displaced from the fighting. Watching, but not acting. Some of the technicians aboard the ship were furiously taking energy readings and in-depth scans of all the weapons and technologies flying back and forth throughout the skirmishing.

"How goes the scanning?" asked the commander of the ship, a lowly First Lieutenant named Daven. "There has GOT to be some good stuff being tossed about in there."

"Scanning is going rather well. As of this moment, we've discerned several separate versions of energy weapons being fired back and forth, along with nukes."

"Nukes. How quaint."

A helmsman chuckled.

"What do the readings look like on the planet?"

The technician heading the scanning party waved his hand in the air dismissively. "Eh. One side is land, one side is water, doesn't seem to show much in the way of mineral resources or anything. A backwater, pretty much. Not much use for anything other than 'lebensraum'."

"Ah."

"I think we've got enough to go on, sir, shall we head back to our space?"

"Yeah sure. We've learned all we can here I say we head back and muck about some more with those pink hydrogen balls some more. That stuff is fun to watch. DEATH CONFETTI AHOY!"

OOC: There are no nukes.

OOC: Godmod. No nukes. Not at your age.

ok...launching a MISSLE

OOC: I destroyed all turrets facing that side. You cannot do that, so to speak. And those nukes were donated by my stores. So lay off Janky.

ok...launching a MISSLE

Better.

OOC:

I hate to interject here, but isn't this Janky Nations RP?

He started up this RP, so he should have control over it, such as keeping or destroying his stuff or planets.

Falcania, Permission to land the last of my nation in your lands?

OOC: I destroyed all turrets facing that side. You cannot do that, so to speak. And those nukes were donated by my stores. So lay off Janky.

OOC: There were no nukes.

OOC:

I hate to interject here, but isn't this Janky Nations RP?

He started up this RP, so he should have control over it, such as keeping or destroying his stuff or planets.

OOC: Not when its godmoding.

OOC: Read earlier posts. This RP started as a "space race" in which we drew, because he liberated me from my cruel employers, and we were granted permission to a small part of this planet, in which the nuclear weapons from my shuttle were stored waiting for decommissioning.



EDIT: Can we please stop this childish bickering? It's like cowboys and indians. "I shot you" "No you missed" "I so got you" "You missed" etc etc. I suggest we all go back and delete our argumentative drivel and start again properly.

OOC: Let's keep OOC chattering and flaming to a minimum :D
IC:
"Our scanners report that there are a couple outlying ships watching us Admiral." said a bridge crew. The Admiral laughed, "Let 'em watch. We just need to show them who we are."

OOC: Let's keep OOC chattering and flaming to a minimum :D
IC:
"Our scanners report that there are a couple outlying ships watching us Admiral." said a bridge crew. The Admiral laughed, "Let 'em watch. We just need to show them who we are."

Sorry ViZ, OOC: I'm trying to, but when people need corrected, I'll correct them. Now, back to the RP.

Hack was sweating. He had exposed weak spots for Janky's CONVENTIONAL missiles, but he was now facing the last of his fuel. SPSP 2&3 had been extensively damaged and had landed. His laser blazed and caught two more fighters.

*he JN shuttles landed back at Earth...People where back at their Old home.*

"Hack, this is Nather, we advise you to land back at Earth, your majorly outnumbered, we'll send all the Hawks we can to escort you back"

TO: ViZionarian and Phalanxian Forces
FROM: Lord Admiral Ayumi Hamasaki

Well friends, it seems victory is at hand. It was a pleasure fighting alongside you as always.

Nather, I am going back to get the crews from SPSP 2&3. Any cover you can give me will be appreciated, over.

"Admiral, we are detecting several shuttles."

Ayumi stared out into space and the small shuttles in the distance. "Tell the fighters to take care of them."

"Yes, ma'am."

------

The Crossmanian fighters swarmed the enemy shuttles, their guns blazing.

SECRET IC:

"Nather......Gather up anthing that can fight....were going to strike those viZion bastards with with everything we got, get all the men in the Pelicans and attack the Vizion nation

OOC: Not when its godmoding.

OOC: I'll hope you indeed know that based on your and others activities, had Jank known better, he could have easily thrown a Godmod on you... While HE won't though... I will.... IGNORE cannons fired at CROSSMAN for being an unrepentant godmodder...

OOC: I'll hope you indeed know that based on your and others activities, had Jank known better, he could have easily thrown a Godmod on you... While HE won't though... I will.... IGNORE cannons fired at CROSSMAN for being an unrepentant godmodder...

OOC: :rolleyes: Very well... since I was already ignoring you.

Falcania, we will allow you to gather your crew and head back.

On the Regal Star, the thousands of men and women serving the ship celebrated. As the ship went back into the atmosphere, a transmission was sent out to allied ships:

ENCRYTPED TRANSMISSION TO FRIENDLY SHIPS
We of the newly formed Pralanet Empire wish to invite you to our celebrate through the night. We have won! Our fighters and battleships will be patrolling the area for any hostiles, and will alert us if any ship is found.

We have found a fine location next to this massive ocean, which we call upon you to name! This will be the location of Pralanet City, Prelanet Empire's new capital!

SECRET IC:

"Nather......Gather up anthing that can fight....were going to strike those viZion bastards with with everything we got, get all the men in the Pelicans and attack the Vizion nation

OOC: See? There you go. That's some better rping. Good job.

OOC: I'll hope you indeed know that based on your and others activities, had Jank known better, he could have easily thrown a Godmod on you... While HE won't though... I will.... IGNORE cannons fired at CROSSMAN for being an unrepentant godmodder...
OOC: :rolleyes: Very well... since I was already ignoring you.
OOC: *rolls eyes at the continued bickering*

Hack piloted the shuttle back to the Planet, scrambling the crews to get onboard. As he looked out of a porthole, he saw to his horror several fighters emerge from the Crossmanian ship towards the Jankys. "Get on board!" he yelled, and screamed away from the planet. "Open the bay, get that cannon out!" he yelled into the intercom, and sent a message to Nather. "Get the hell outta there!" The cargo bay creaked open and the laser cannon slowly emerged. "Come on" he mumbled, and shouted for someone to take the pilot seat.

Then, as he ran to the cannon, he saw something horrific through the porthole. He ran to the nearest signaller. "Nather! DO NOT FIRE ON VIZION TROOPS! they are allowing us safe passage!" Before running to the cannon itself.

SECRET IC:

"Nather......Gather up anthing that can fight....were going to strike those viZion bastards with with everything we got, get all the men in the Pelicans and attack the Vizion nation
OOC: Start another thread about your Secret IC planned attacks upon ViZion.

Lord Admiral Hamasaki heard the transmission from the Regal Star.
"What? Pralanet Empire? They're seceding from ViZion? What the hell is going on?"

"Admiral, we are detecting several shuttles."

Ayumi stared out into space and the small shuttles in the distance. "Tell the fighters to take care of them."

"Yes, ma'am."

------

The Crossmanian fighters swarmed the enemy shuttles, their guns blazing.


OOC: Psst, i already said i landed back at my old nation

"However, abusing higher tech for arbitary advantage is Godmoding."

"This is Nather, the men are at the Vizion nation, should we attack?" "Kill them all."
OOC: Start a new thread... also, a little fyi, these men that attacked you are on that planet, not at our home... which is on Earth and in multiple different sol systems, plus ships... And be prepared for ViZion to be very confused and pissed when you attack, as ViZion's government knew nothing of this war...

OOC: Psst, i already said i landed back at my old nation

Yes, I know. I was refering to the other ships that were still in the area. I wasn't sure what kind they were, so i said shuttles for lack of a better term other than 'ships'.

Hack strapped himself into the pilot seat and started firing on the Crossmanian fighters, secretly praying that Nather was not ordering an assault on the vizIons.

OOC: Start a new thread... also, a little fyi, these men that attacked you are on that planet, not at our home... which is on Earth and in multiple different sol systems, plus ships... And be prepared for ViZion to be very confused and pissed when you attack, as ViZion's government knew nothing of this war...


OOC:Oh, nvmd scratch my last

Several fighters were taken down by the incoming Falcanian fighters (right?). But the Falcanians were still horribly outnumbered by the remaining 600 fighters from the Ezriel's Lance.

"Nather, assist Hack nad send some Hawks to take out those Crossmanian fighters"

OOC:Oh, nvmd scratch my last
OOC: not sayin ya can't attack, but if ya do, start a new thread about that...

Turning on his intercom, Hack told the pilot to tell Janky to get the HELL back to Earth. Then he took out a few more Crossmanians on his way back.

The Crossmanian cruisers and destroyers locked their anti-fighter batteries onto the Janky and Falcanian fighters.

then if you are now the "Pralanet Empire" start a new nation :D

Turning on his intercom, Hack told the pilot to tell Janky to get the HELL back to Earth. Then he took out a few more Crossmanians on his way back.

OOC: You can't call other people's casualties, but I'll let this slide for now. Just FYI for future RPs.

Several fighters were taken down by the incoming Falcanian fighters (right?). But the Falcanians were still horribly outnumbered by the remaining 600 fighters from the Ezriel's Lance.

OOC: Single shuttle. And we're only attacking you to clear a path back home

IC: Hack unstrapped himself and told the nearest crew member to deactivate the laser and close the cargo bay. He snatched up a communicator and said "Nather, scratch what you're doing and get back to earth. We're entering the atmosphere, get the hell back down here."

"Rgr that, All squadrons left, pull back to Earth

OOC: Single shuttle. And we're only attacking you to clear a path back home


OOC: Okay, I wasn't sure.

IC: The Crossmanian fighters broke off.

"Let them leave. The are no threat.", Admiral Hamasaki said. The Crossmanian ships silenced thier guns and recalled the fighters.


"Falcanians, you have fought valiantly today, now go home."

Admiral Procks quickly sent a message to the Crossmanian Admirals:
The more men we can capture, not kill, the more slaves we can have. That will only make us stronger!

As SPSP 1 lands gracefully on Falcania National Airport runway, the crew are greeted by cheers as they tramp down the gangway, orange uniforms sweat-soaked and helmets blackened by heat. King Falcon himself was there to award Golden Talons to all members and a Wing of Falcania to Hack for "services to Falcania and improving relations with Janky Nations". That day was named a public holiday, and that same day a Janky Nations embassy was built. Hack's scientific career was over, and he was despatched as Falcanian Ambassador to Janky Nations.

"Sir weve decoded a message!"

The more men we can capture, the more slaves we can have. That will only make us stronger!

"Those Pigs......They were trying to take us slaves....those bastards"

"Sir weve decoded a message!"

The more men we can capture, the more slaves we can have. That will only make us stronger!

"Those Pigs......They were trying to take us slaves....those bastards"

OOC: Dude... you just now saw that? You don't read other people's posts do you? No offense.

before it was SECRET IC

OOC: Janky Nations, good to see that you've learned alot in this RP... going by your post count, this would have been your first RP... nicely done... :) Hope to RP w/ ya in the future, same w/ you Falcania... And actually... I'm already thinkin of a possible RP in the future w/ you guys concerning this newly seperated nation of Pralanet Empire... that could be related to this RP... If ya guys are interested... though it'll be a little while before that happens... week or 2 in RL time

before it was SECRET IC

OOC: Yeah, I just thought it was funny.

OOC: Janky Nations, good to see that you've learned alot in this RP... going by your post count, this would have been your first RP... nicely done... :) Hope to RP w/ ya in the future, same w/ you Falcania... And actually... I'm already thinkin of a possible RP in the future w/ you guys concerning this newly seperated nation of Pralanet Empire... that could be related to this RP... If ya guys are interested... though it'll be a little while before that happens... week or 2 in RL time

OOC: Ditto. Well done, even with the little slip-ups.

OOC: Yeah, I just thought it was funny.

Ooooooooooooooooooook....lol

OOC: Janky Nations, good to see that you've learned alot in this RP... going by your post count, this would have been your first RP... nicely done... :) Hope to RP w/ ya in the future, same w/ you Falcania... And actually... I'm already thinkin of a possible RP in the future w/ you guys concerning this newly seperated nation of Pralanet Empire... that could be related to this RP... If ya guys are interested... though it'll be a little while before that happens... week or 2 in RL time

OOC: I think it would be possible when Janky and I evolve nukes. How long do you say that would take? Anyway, Telegram us In Game when you think it might be a good idea (I'm in the sub pacific border)

OOC: I think it would be possible when Janky and I evolve nukes. How long do you say that would take? Anyway, Telegram us In Game when you think it might be a good idea (I'm in the sub pacific border)

When you're a little over 2 months and 100million population i belive.

OOC: I think it would be possible when Janky and I evolve nukes. How long do you say that would take? Anyway, Telegram us In Game when you think it might be a good idea (I'm in the sub pacific border)
OOC: About 100+mill population for nukes, and over 200mill for planet destroyers...

You're about rdy to start working on a planet destroyer, and you've got some nukes is about what your pop would allow generally speaking on NS...
Janky, you've got a ways to go... Falcania, you can donate things (nukes, ships, etc) but he cannot actually produce them yet...

Hey, Im on 199 mill, and you never let me loan nukes to Janky! Never mind.

Hey, Im on 199 mill, and you never let me loan nukes to Janky! Never mind.

Thats because you aren't supposed to give them to noob nations.

Hey, Im on 199 mill, and you never let me loan nukes to Janky! Never mind.
OOC: He'd still need a way to be able to launch them.

OOC: About 100+mill population for nukes, and over 200mill for planet destroyers...

You're about rdy to start working on a planet destroyer, and you've got some nukes is about what your pop would allow generally speaking on NS...
Janky, you've got a ways to go... Falcania, you can donate things (nukes, ships, etc) but he cannot actually produce them yet...

Yah, i used to ahve a nation with liek 1bil but i didnt use it for a while and it got deleted

OOC: Lesson to be learnt there... Hey Janky, why dont you do your triumphant return to Janky Nations?

Yah, i used to ahve a nation with liek 1bil but i didnt use it for a while and it got deleted

Well... that sucks

OOC: Lesson to be learnt there... Hey Janky, why dont you do your triumphant return to Janky Nations?

OOC: If by triumphant you mean, "huzzah! they mopped the floor with us!! hurray!".... once again... no offense, just stating fact.

Well... that sucks
OOC: Ya, I agree

JN News

"My Fellow Jankians...This has been a time of Crisis in our Nation...I wish to rebeuild our Military...Population and our Technology. This day will Live in Infamy, as soon...we will strike back....."

"Every soldier that hepled us defend ourselves...wil be awarded the Highest hounor in the JNDF. The Medal of Janky."

OOC: If by triumphant you mean, "huzzah! they mopped the floor with us!! hurray!".... once again... no offense, just stating fact.

OOC: Wouldn't it be heroic to take on advanced space-fleets and even COME BACK ALIVE?

OOC: Wouldn't it be heroic to take on advanced space-fleets and even COME BACK ALIVE?

OOC: Thats because we let you. Remember? I was about to crush you, but I let you live.

OOC: Aren't you nice. Still, he can have a triumphant return.

The Regal Star, after its crew celebrated all night, is now preparing to return to ViZion. They will be picking up their families and belonging, and will return to settle the new planet.

OOC: Aren't you nice. Still, he can have a triumphant return.

OOC: Yeah, thats fine. I mean, yeah, you're alive. I just had to pop your bubble.

OOC: Aren't you nice. Still, he can have a triumphant return.
OOC: lol, you'll get use to him... he can be an ass sometimes... But, as long as ya don't take him seriously, you'll find he's just joking around... ;)

Crossmanian shuttles have landed a small garrison to establish the Crossmanian colony on Pralanet until colonization ships can arrive.

OCC: Well it is a way to let the main nation know of there true power to.

OOC: lol, you'll get use to him... he can be an ass sometimes... But, as long as ya don't take him seriously, you'll find he's just joking around... ;)

I bet I can be more of an ass...

OOC: lol, you'll get use to him... he can be an ass sometimes... But, as long as ya don't take him seriously, you'll find he's just joking around... ;)

OOC: :eek: Why you..... *cough*jackass*cough*

Yeah, I just mess around. I'm a nice person, I just have a sadistic sense of humor.

The Regal Star, after its crew celebrated all night, is now preparing to return to ViZion. They will be picking up their families and belonging, and will return to settle the new planet.

Former Vizion Forces....you are thanked that you let our men have a safe return home....but you are not thanked because you tried to take slaves....

I bet I can be more of an ass...

OOC: Is that a challenge......

OOC: Is that a challenge......

Someday, crossman, someday. Maybe not today, maybe not tommorow. Certainly not yesterday, But someday, when you least expect it... :sniper:

I bet I can be more of an ass...

OOC: wait... thats not really something to brag about....

I bet I can be more of an ass...
OOC: Ooo... Crossman's been challenged... lol!
IC: Upon hearing of Janky Nations message, the Admiral laughed, "Such a strange nation they are. They should have been happy if they were allowed to become slaves. They would be protected by us." He shakes his head. "Well, lets go get our families, and settle!"

Jsut be glad that Vi wanted you as slaves casue my boys would have jsut killed yours right there.

Someday, crossman, someday. Maybe not today, maybe not tommorow. Certainly not yesterday, But someday, when you least expect it... :sniper:

OOC: Dammit!!! I was planning on yesterday.

When I least expect it? Or when you most expect it???

OOC: Just a question, anybody know how long it takes to get another million higher in population?

OOC: Besides, I'm paranoid, so I expect everything... O_o

OOC: Just a question, anybody know how long it takes to get another million higher in population?

OOC: You've got many months ahead.

OOC: Just a question, anybody know how long it takes to get another million higher in population?
OOC: each day your nation grows... It goes up by 1 million each day until you're about 10-15 million, then it goes up even more... :)

Jsut be glad that Vi wanted you as slaves casue my boys would have jsut killed yours right there.

Same here. I don't like slaves... and I don't like people.

Months to get from 7million to 8million?

OCC: A day. You get a few mill a day.

Months to get from 7million to 8million?

Sorry, I was thinking billion.

OCC: A day. You get a few mill a day.

Yeah.

OOC: Since it's pretty much OOC chatter now, our ship returned to ViZion, gathered their families and belongings, then headed back to Pralanet. Just before cloaking and cutting all communication w/ ViZion, they broadcasted a message that they are no longer ViZionarians.

Janky and Falcania, I can't speak for Crossman or Phal, but if you find another planet, the Pralanet Empire will not be going after that planet, too. They're happy with this planet they've got. And as for ViZion, ViZion is 100% anti-imperialistic, and knows nothing of this invasion that happened, nor would they allow it, either, if they knew of it...

OOC: k thx, ill be tlaking to falcania about finding another planet

OOC: k thx, ill be tlaking to falcania about finding another planet
OOC: np... and if ya got any questions about NS, don't hesitate to ask me or anyone else... just about all older nations on NS holds the same opinion... just ask, we're here to help ya :)

so i guess this thread is over? ViZion won?

Im sure our day will come. Enjoy Pralanet. And you can keep the ruined embassy and the damaged shuttles.

yah and my bombed city and military bases, oh yah falconia i telegrammed you

ViZion got Pralanet, Janky and I got home, everyone else... buggered off, I think.

The Regal Star exited its lightspeed warp just a few million miles outside Pralanet's atmosphere.

"Here we are, hunny!" said 21 year old Pvt. Pat Charlson, while wrapping his arms around his newly-wed wife, "Isn't it great?" he asked her. She just stood there, staring out at the planet, with a sad face, "I just don't understand," she said, trying to keep from crying, "why we had to leave ViZion. We have the perfect life there! Now, we have to start all over. Why?"

He said nothing. He gave her a kiss, and after a moment, said "It'll be alright. We get to claim our own land. This place is so much better then our old home. Yes, we have to start all over, but it's for the better."

An hour later...
The men were unpacking, most of them very upbeat and excited. Of course, there were some who weren't so happy about this, but they made no scene out of it. They just continued to work, trying to tell them selves this was for good, not for bad.

After hours upon hours of travel and work to get set up, most of the families took the rest of the night off to sleep. Some, however, have something else in mind.

They wanted to stake their perfect claim for their home. Some wanted to be more inland, others wants to be near the water. Most, however, wanted to be in this soon-to-be city.

There was one family, however, who decided they wanted to stake their claim out of the area, and now. They jumped on their personal craft, and, after heading westard for three hours, finally found their perfect spot: the shores of a large lake, in the middle of a thick forest. They set up their CLAIMit! v.2 up, which was an indicator to others the area had been claimed.

With that, they headed back to the camp for some sleep and food before setting off to set up their home.

ViZion got Pralanet, Janky and I got home, everyone else... buggered off, I think.
OOC: lol, keep in mind, it's not ViZion that got this planet, it's the new Pralanet Empire, which is the crew and their family on the destroyer Regal Star (they broke off of ViZion, thus no longer ViZion...), and crossman gets half the planet, I get half it. I also have a mountainous area to Phalanix for his help in this war...

Falcania and Janky, you should go find another planet, remember, ViZion won't get involved unless you ask them for help... and Pralanet is happy w/ what it got... so, unless you attack them, they won't get involved...

We will get a planet. We're going to wait until Janky's a bit bigger.

Over a small mountian range dropships were constantly flying down and up. From the distance the constant stream of ships almost looked like insects traveling to a food source and back to the colony.
A the mountains mining equipment was being unloaded form the Hell Striker as well as troops to defend the area. Only hours later a larger ship began to set down. This one wasn't like any of the dropships. It was massive in size and it's engins could be heard for killometers. Slowly it set down and the howling engins died whle it's echo's still lingered in the mountains. It was the PSN Hell Striker. Though it was still being repaired form it's last combat encounter it was still able to be used in landings.

OOC: For those of you just tuning in, a ship, or specificly, the Regal Star destroyer, from ViZion, intercepted some communications of a new planet being discovered. Admiral Procks decided not to notify ViZion, but rather go in and take over the planet. Phalanix and Crossman also pledged help. After a battle, we succeeded in taking the planet from the two nations who were just colonizing it. (They claimed it shortly after Procks did)

Procks then made the announcement that they (the thousands on men on the destroyer plus their families) were breaking off of ViZion. They then went to ViZion, picked up all their stuff and the families, and upon leaving again, sent a msg to ViZion saying they'd never be back, then they cut communication with ViZion and went into hyperdrive. Here we are now, Procks calling upon seperatists from Phalanix and Crossman to join the Pralanet Empire.

And yes... I do also RP space-tech, not just modern-tech... there's 3 different ViZion's, 1 for modern, 1 for future, and 1 for space. ;)

Secret IC:
To: Crossmanian and Phalanixian seperatist factions
From: Pralanet Empire Headquarters

Hello Crossmanian and Phalanixian seperatists!

I am Admiral Procks, and leader of the new Pralanet Empire. We have finally made our move to secure our own home planet and broken off of those evil ViZionarians! We call upon you, now, to rise up and break off of Crossman and Phalanix and join us!

We have a great new homeland! Unfortunately, we are forced to share with your greedy governments. If you join us, we should build up and take the entire planet, to our selves, and build up a network of alliances.

We will soon dominate, and own the entire Pralanet system!

Rise up, break off, and join us! Together, we will be unstoppable! We also call upon you to take as much weaponary and all other things possible for the advancement of our new and glorious empire!

Signed,

Admiral Procks

TO: Admiral Procks, Pralanet Empire
FROM: Reichsfuhrer Heinrich Hess, leader of the Reichstopian People's Liberation Army.

We accept your gracious offer Admiral. The RPLA is currently conducting strikes against the foul Imperium and Emperor Crossman's pathetic allies the Fedral Union and Coreworlds. I shall arrange for myslef and my main staff to transfer to Pralanet as soon as possible. The entire Elbe system here in Crossman is on high alert after our recent attacks, so exitting may be hard at the moment. I look foward to meeting with you in person though. May our combined forces bring Crossman and ViZion to their knees!

-Heinrich Hess
Reichsfuhrer, Reichstopian People's Liberation Army

Secret IC:
To: Reichsfuhrer Heinrich Hess
From: Pralanet Empire Headquarters

This is good. We look forward to meeting with you soon, too! May you destroy as many of the enemy as possible!

Signed,

Admiral Procks

Secret IC
Back at ViZion...
A Comm Officer at ViZion's communication center in ViZion City was going about his usual business, when a strange message was recieved. He called for one of his superiors, "Sir! This is strange. We just got a message from the Regal Star as they were leaving back for patrol..."

We will never be returning. Never. This is the last you shall hear from us, and you shall never find us. Death will come!

A confused and somewhat worried look came over superior's face. Before Major Lt. John Cross, the superior, could say a word, "This isn't good... we've got lost contact with them, and they're off our scanners!" the Comm Officer remarked.

"Shit. This isn't good. This can't be good." Cross said, with a far more worried look that he had before. "We need to find out where he's gone and what he meant."