The Fedral Union
15-11-2004, 22:49
OMG SUPER SECRET IC!:
Its been some time now since the black order has been formed for the Galactic Empire ..
(OOC info : I’m rping as the head of the black order and not my nation .. rob has a few clones .. the head of the Bo is one of robs clones)
IC:
A tall some what skinny but strong boy walked out in to a gloomy well lightened hall way.. he taped down the way towards 2 large doors marked with the symbol of the Black order he quickly made his way towards the to doors both opening automatically as the plain faced some what scared boy made his way in to the chamber filled with a couple of seats . he walked towards a large podium looking on wards of the seats he corrected his attire a bit and started to speak : good evening agents.. the sinister looking people on the large leather like seats listened intuitively.. he continued to speak saying in a deep but strong loud voice : orders from the galactic empire have come down the pencil pushers and political fools want us to infiltrate a nation known as Corneliu I want to stress that failure is not an option.. if you fail you will meet a slow painful death!.. moving on this mission will begin in 0500 hours tomorrow we will be going in on a striker class ship stealthy and maneuverable but I must also stress the tool is only as good as the user. Our mission objectives are, To gather tactical information ,shipyard, military installations ,colonies, planets , the works … this is high level information and is most likely protected by high security interlocks ,for now we will only be taking 1 team and one striker .. as you all know you have fail safe devices in your head should any of you be captured you know what to do we will anonymously inform your families of your fate. That is all I have for now thank you he slowly walked off the podium glaring at certain agents . rob walked towards his office taping on the floor as his black boots went up and down he straitened black uniform wearing the mark of the Black order 2 times before he walked in to his office doors sliding as he went in . he wandered over and sat on his large chair looking out at the stars
0430 next day: rob walked up towards the dock to see a few agents already there he smiled a bit only for the second time in his life. By 0500 every one was already there talking among them selves about the mission at hand rob walked in to the black griffin like ship and sat at its commanding chair he watched as crews clanked on to it and took there stations. He looked over every one and plainly said “lets move Out!” with that the helms officer quickly pressed some buttons detaching the ship from the large station . the ship glided out and finally folded in to nothingness towards the nation of Corneliu..
The ship was cloaked and its engine signatures were masked its stealth plaiting absorbed every thing the cloak couldn’t deflect ..
(OOC more to come! :o :o :o :o :o)
Its been some time now since the black order has been formed for the Galactic Empire ..
(OOC info : I’m rping as the head of the black order and not my nation .. rob has a few clones .. the head of the Bo is one of robs clones)
IC:
A tall some what skinny but strong boy walked out in to a gloomy well lightened hall way.. he taped down the way towards 2 large doors marked with the symbol of the Black order he quickly made his way towards the to doors both opening automatically as the plain faced some what scared boy made his way in to the chamber filled with a couple of seats . he walked towards a large podium looking on wards of the seats he corrected his attire a bit and started to speak : good evening agents.. the sinister looking people on the large leather like seats listened intuitively.. he continued to speak saying in a deep but strong loud voice : orders from the galactic empire have come down the pencil pushers and political fools want us to infiltrate a nation known as Corneliu I want to stress that failure is not an option.. if you fail you will meet a slow painful death!.. moving on this mission will begin in 0500 hours tomorrow we will be going in on a striker class ship stealthy and maneuverable but I must also stress the tool is only as good as the user. Our mission objectives are, To gather tactical information ,shipyard, military installations ,colonies, planets , the works … this is high level information and is most likely protected by high security interlocks ,for now we will only be taking 1 team and one striker .. as you all know you have fail safe devices in your head should any of you be captured you know what to do we will anonymously inform your families of your fate. That is all I have for now thank you he slowly walked off the podium glaring at certain agents . rob walked towards his office taping on the floor as his black boots went up and down he straitened black uniform wearing the mark of the Black order 2 times before he walked in to his office doors sliding as he went in . he wandered over and sat on his large chair looking out at the stars
0430 next day: rob walked up towards the dock to see a few agents already there he smiled a bit only for the second time in his life. By 0500 every one was already there talking among them selves about the mission at hand rob walked in to the black griffin like ship and sat at its commanding chair he watched as crews clanked on to it and took there stations. He looked over every one and plainly said “lets move Out!” with that the helms officer quickly pressed some buttons detaching the ship from the large station . the ship glided out and finally folded in to nothingness towards the nation of Corneliu..
The ship was cloaked and its engine signatures were masked its stealth plaiting absorbed every thing the cloak couldn’t deflect ..
(OOC more to come! :o :o :o :o :o)