NationStates Jolt Archive

The old ship appeared in orbit, an unstable warping of space announcing its arrival. The ship was obviously Sarkarasetan by the markings, but the huge green fire burning from a large hole near the back and the four detached, but still loaded with antimatter, warp nacelles proved it would not be going anywhere beyond the little blue planet it was about to crash on. The four warp nacelles exploded near orbital mine fields, alerting whatever nation put them there of the danger this vessel posed to anyone in its way.

As the unpowered 12 kilometer ship began a descent into atmosphere, its hull began to glow from the heat but somehow managed to remain intact. Sadly, it and the four cities in its landing path would not remain intact once the ship hit ground. As the ship's arrival was a complete surprise and it was obviously crashing, there wasn't much that could be done.

The ship hit the ground hard and kept sliding, sparks flying from the hull when rocks and the occasional car or house were in the way, and all who looked at the vessel could tell the small city it was headed towards would not slow it down enough. They proved to be right, when a few minor explosions and several fire-starting sparks were the ship's reaction to plowing through houses, shops, and skyscrapers. However, the fourth city the ship plowed into proved to be enough to bring it to a stop.

The ship, now damaged beyond repair or even attempts to salvage most of the equipment, chose this moment to fall apart. Out of the rubble staggered millions of people, obviously wobbly from having just woken from hypersleep. They looked around, wondering at the rubble and destruction, before looking back at their vessel. Then, a look of horror crossed the people as a whole when they realized they would be relying mostly on native technology to survive. Today was just not their day.

Two days after the crash landing, the Sarkarasetans had mostly sorted through the rubble of their ship. Pretty much everything short of some assault rifles, a couple of low-tech computers, and the (now worthless) inner hull of the ship was either damaged beyond repair or, in the case of the hull, made of the materials no one they knew of had the technological capacity to reproduce. In effect, they were stuck with pre-space technology.

"Great. We're stuck in the middle of a bunch of ruins, being ignored by everyone except the poor people we killed while landing, and now our technology is useless. At least we have some idea of this level of technology. Alright, until future notice I'm taking command. We need to move out and find a better location. None of the local vehicles are within familiarity, so let's get going," General Kalas said.

And, with that, they began to walk. Where to, they did not know. What they would find, they did not know. But they did know this was far from what they were used to and a planet they had not explored, a planet they did not even know was called Earth.

((OOC: Where exactly did you crash? So I can do an IC post?))

OOC: I have no idea, but I do know the mines belong to Crazed Marines. The idea for this is to give a nation a chance to jump in as the nation I crashed in, while other nations jump in to see what is going on as well. Feel free to jump in.

The air still lay with faint smoke, as Framtil Choppers flew onto the scene, men armed to the teeth stared at the crash as the radio chattered on," Umbrella 32 do you read me?" Chopper 1 hushed silent as the pilot replied,"We read you sir, we are over the crash site now. Permissipon to land." The squad of five Kelon type Helicopters hovered lower and lower as Small figures could be seen dashing about " Permission granted, more Choppers are on the way, rescue civilians and isolate the invaders," The com snapped off as the choppers hummed into place. The Framtil rescue squad jumped from the sides as dust and dirt kicked up into the air. The men stood in wait as thier commander touched down and proceeded to issue orders," Ok you all heard the commander we are to look for civilians and take them back to base." with that the men split up into groups of four and headed out.

The Framtil government sent out a news brief explaining that the accident was a terrorist attack and that they would soon get to the bottom of it.

OOC: I'll be the nation

TAG (ooc: can any tech level join in or is it for mod tech only?)

OOC: Considering the mine field I refered to belongs to Crazed Marines, FT nations can join in as well.

Framtil, I'll consider it. Not sure if I like which direction you are headed.

with a loud boom the inside of the hull collapsed, squad 4 was in range and quickly rushed to the scene, apoun entering the remaining hull the men noticed a foul stench. " Men be careful this may be an ambush," yelled the squad leader, he was an older man his hair suprisingly thick and black. His eyes drooped stupidly as he spoke. The inside of the hull was a bright metalic substance that covered bow to stern. Lights were not of a conventional type, they were almost of water like substance. " Sir, we need a recon team down here, this stuff is interesting," with that the leader raised his rifle and shone a bright light into the darker areas of the ship. glowing panels appeared as the squad walked further in.

OOC: You are not to worry, I will not start a brutish war, we are simply rtying to understand what has happened and stufy your tehnology, what is salvageable.

Respecting Sarkarasa's jumpiness due to recent events, Zarcosian relief workers await permission to enter the Sarkasan border to help with the survivors, and to sort through the damage....

*Central Strategic Control Center-- Paramico, San Lucia*


After finishing a rather large jelly donut, Lt. Otto Globerson sat down at his radar terminal and slowly analyzed the screen for any new developments. Suddenly, a massive red blob filled nearly one fourth of the screen.

" What the F**K!!"

Globerson quickly contacted his superior about this massive unidentified object. Nearly spilling his hot coffee, Col. Henderburg rushed down to the main command room, where the main screen was now displaying a massive object, laying in ruin.

" What the bloody hell is this thing." Henderburg shouted in a rather hysterical tone.

" Were not quite sure Colonel, it appears to be some type of large spacecraft."

Thinking to himself for a minute, Henderburg weighed out his options.

" Alright, I going to need a reconnaissance drone sent up within the hour to get further details on this thing. Cpl Hiezener, contact me the second you get any further information from the probe."

" Yes, Sir!"

Henderburg quickly walked back to his office and sat himself down in his leather chair. He knew today was going to be a very different kind of day.

A Object in the orbit of Holy Terra (earth) noticed the object, she was board and followed it and scaned it as it fell to the ground.


Object detected........
Scaning.........UNKNOWN
Tradactory ploted
.............
Item loged.....Dispach watcher force


She keept watching it as it crashed, interested in such a thing she sent the data to the Command base on Holy Terra, only one thing was on Terra that was allowed by the Empire and they were the Boomers.

the monitor infront of Pathfinder Muse flashed with infomation, it looked at what poped up. "interesting.....who are they?" he wondered. he turned round and stood up and ran to his commander. running down the corridor passing 2 other pathfinders and knocking over a Combat boomer that tryed to have ago at muse "you bloody pathfinders" the CB shouted at him.
Muse just put his middle finger up at him as he carryed on running, when he got to the commander door muse just burst in.
"Commander, a UFO just crashed on the surface....." Muse quickly ducked as the commander fired a shot from her pistol.
"learn to knock muse...now you were saying" the commader asked, the commander was different to the other Boomers on the base. She was called Sasha and had a female voice. She always told others when speaking about her to make shore they used femanine tone (she, her etc) when discribing her.
Muse stood up and looked at the small bullet hole in the door, "ya er...where was i oh ya a UFO crashed on the planet and hit 4 cities....the 4th one stoped it...anyway...er...." Muse wasnt shore if the commander would be interested when he thought about it.
"about time we had something to do, send Bravo team to investergate oh and take CB Alpha team." Sasha replyed. Muse gulped or well made that sorta sound since CB alpha team had the combat boomer he had knocked over in it.
"vary well mam" Muse replyed. he turned and walked out.

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2 days later
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Running to the Locker rooms and grabing his gear after the breffing. He heared the call for CB Alpha and PF Bravo teams to gear up and report to Hanger 5, he ran down to the hanger where a Sin'gal Dropship sat. they boarded the ship and Muse saw the Combat boomer he knocked over sitting infront of him giveing him an evil sort of smile. The ships took over and the Hanger hatch opened up as the sin'gal flew out, Muse looked down and saw the small island where the base was built under the hills of the island. no one went near the island...ships somehow vanished with out a trace when they got to close and Radar somehow didnt seem to work, A black out area around the Island ment that for some reason Sats couldnt take a picture all that easyly or were blown out of the sky if they hanged around for to long.

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some hours later
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The Dropship landed with a thud 1 click from the Wreak, wasnt hard getting to the site just flying into the Atmosphere then falling back down. Just to add a bit more protection not getting detected activated the Stelth armor (more advanced Version of what modarn Stelth planes use).

Muse and his team jumped out and looked round, Pathfinders were grate scouts and fighters and Combat boomers well the named said it all. There first objective was to find and sacure the crash site, wasnt going to be hard..or was it.

OOC: a description of the area of the crash site would be cool, as well as what the general area looks like.

oh ya:


Combat boomers

the boomber a grown Bioroid in the labs, used from simple tasks to this the combat boomer, one of the most feared things now in the empire. the things have no idea whats good or bad and when they lose control they dont care if they are attacking friendlys or enemys they just want to kill. CBs take about 6 months to grow and to save time a small chip is placed in the brain of the creature and is then uploaded with all the data they need. combat boomers range between 5ft to 6ft 5" and are as strong as 15 men and 7 men if they are in some of the best Combat armor.
CB can use almost any weapon, and are vary smart bur are only now comeing into use.
the body is infact quite like a liveing one, it bleeds, it pumps blood round it, it has internal organs the only differents is that the tissue used in away metal. (infact the tissue is a metal that infact also Biological confussed yet? good).
the tissue is rare and expensive useing Nanites to make, the tissue at a cellular level is organic. but thanks to the nanites it learns and heals and is as strong as Endor, the stuff can stretch to about 6 meters. the mussle tissue is the same as well as most of the organs tho each part of the body tissue is different (eg the lung tissue is different to tbe brain tissue) they call can do extream things. Lungs for exsample can change any gas into the O2 at long as there is oxegen(O) (even if its CO2 it will turn it into O2 hell it even changes H2O into O2 with lots of H2 left over), Mussles can incress its mass and strength faster then a human becomeing stronger then even a robot. the nanites tho simple and crude do the job well.



small man size robots used in the Police sector and some milltary sectors, they are smart and also vary bloody moody at times (dont ever let the women design the personalitys when shes on PMT). they are 2 times stronger then humans, are are vary skilled in meny areas (mainly combat and getting into a fight over something or other thats completely stupid). the Path finders are best shooters of all robots made by the the robotic core of CorpSac Corporation (the only corporation takeing up the Robotical Trade) they also use the boomer muscle tissue so are able to incress there strength and agility. the speed is what the PF relies on most, not the most armored robot in the world so speed is what was needed.
all in all the parth finder makes best work as Snipers and police officers and scouts but not much more (unless you want something that will rip your head of for looking at them the wrong way).

Hight: 5 Ft
Wight: its heavy (but not that heavy)
Armor: LECM
Struture:Light Endor Steel
Weapons: M22 Pulse Rifle, M15 Pulse Sniper Rifles, and anything they can find
AI: Fist Series combat AI
skills: Martial arts of all known kinds, weapons training (all known class), Hacking (hay you think i would leave that out of my robots), robotical repair (i wonder why?), Markmenship
Computer Sex (well the voice): both
Personaility: yes
Power Plant: Micro fussion Reactor
Speeds: depends on the mood but is limited to around 105mph
Jump Hight: 32ft to 48ft


just so you know what your running into if you try and fight them, theres all together 12 units (6 PFs and 6 CBs)

OOC: Please excuse me for not replying to this. I'm looking over this and have realized I want to restart it, and do it right. The descriptions were bad and I want to spend a couple of days retyping them, contacting people, etc. Then, I'll post it again.