NationStates Jolt Archive

President Server was pacing his office! He was saddened at the loss of CoreWorlds when they surrendered to the Sith and he was trying to figure out a way to not only free them but also to take down the Sith.

In the office with him is his Secretary of State Sheridan, Secretary of Defense Roberts, Admiral John Server and his wife Erica. They've all been hashing out the best way possible to handle this situation.

"I don't know sir. This proposal will require allies!" Sheridan stated as he looked over the latest proposal. "This will be a massive undertaking and I don't know how many allies we can gather."

"We got to do this. They've been our ally to lon...."

"Ally sir? They're part of the Empire now. They are no longer an ally of ours. We have to regard them as a threat to National Security. Sir, the Treaty of Verisca should be declared null and void. They should follow the proper....."

"No! Out of the question." He stated. "I know how to handle Security. We have treaties with a few worlds like their's and a couple of them aren't exactly on friendly terms either." James started to pace again. "The Sith have been a thorn in our side. I say its time that we begin to call our allies together and hopefully enlist new allies so we can take on the Sith."

"Sir! To take on the Sith, we're going to need more than a coalition. We're going to have to have weapons that can take on what they have. We know that the Sith have a Death Star and we'll have to figure out how to take it out. Not to mention sir, we have to have warships to counter there's! The SSDs they have are powerful and hard to take out. Our last battle against one cost us a few warships."

"I know how much it costs us John but you are right. This war will be the deadliest war we will ever fight in. Even more deadly than our own Civil War. Sheridan, I want you to send out a messege. I want you to call together all allies that CoreWorlds did have. Also include in that messege that we need as many allies for a possible war with the Sith. Invite them here to Corneliuan Prime for talks."

"Yes sir. This won't be easy sir. You know how these nations are. They'll be skeptical but I think we'll have allies that'll take this offer up."

"Good. If that is all, we'll retire for the time being. Sheridan, let me know when nations decide to come and who is coming."

"Yes sir."

With that, the meeting broke up and everyone went their seperate ways. When Sheridan entered the SecState Building, he went straight to his office and began to type out the messege.

To all Those allied with CoreWorlds
From: The Armed Galatic Empire of Corneliu

With the surrender of CoreWorlds, the Sith have gained
unprecedented power. We are inviting the nations that were
allied with CoreWorlds prior to their surrender as well as nations
that are worried about the Sith to come to Corneliuan Prime for
talks!

Signed,

Secretary of State Sheridan
Armed Galactic Empire of Corneliu

The Hierarchs recieved the message very quickly and began to speak, and they were heard across the universe by whoever they wished to hear them.

"This tyranny by the Sith has gone too far. They must be stopped. We will aid you any way we can but our main vessels shall not arrive for another six years. It will be a dreadnought, perfectly capable of destroying several SD's by itself and SSD's with help. We will send these ships quickly to your homeworld to be commanded by the Arbiter, Migor Tor'pok.

25 Fator Class Frigate
http://www.bobsyouruncle.net/Low_poly/image001.jpg
Length: 897 meters (Extreme)
Width: 102 meters (Extreme)
Crew: 587 (87 officers, 250 enlisted, 250 guard compliment)
Engines: 3 Eugorian Mk. II Tipanium reactors
Duration of Mission: 18 months
Armament: 1x Eugorian Hyperion Heavy Circular Rail Gun,
2xEugorian Pulse Lasers
1xEugorian Heavy Pulse Laser
10xEugorian Anti-Matter low-strength torpedoes
Shields: Eugorian Mk. III Medium Strength Shields
Armor: 3 meters of space grade Titanium
Price: $7.6 Billion

Used mainly as heavy firepower for the fleet, the Hyperion Heavy Circular Rail Gun is capable of tearing through almost any material, and if charged for 2 minutes can tear a hole through most medium or light strength shields.

2 Halo-class Fleet Carrier (CVF-100 series)

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...Halocarrier.jpg

Dimensions:
Length - 1000 m
Beam - 460 m
Height - 240 m
Mass - 61.92 million metric tons

Armaments:
- 175 Heterodyne laser PDF turrets
-- 200 gigajoules/ 2000 gigawatts

- 200 BFAS-24 "Peregrine" Strike Fighters
-- internal launch bays
-- variable weapon loadouts

- 50 FBS-18 "Eagle" Heavy Assault Fighters
-- internal launch bays
-- variable weapon loadouts


Armor:
- 200 mm WUC
-- 2400 mm RHA equivalent

Energy Shields:
- 2 Class 7 NPA shield generators
-- 5 exajoule overload rating

Powerplant:
- 3 heavy Icefire-reactors

Performance:
- standard accel, 260 gravities
- max for 30 seconds, 310 gravities
- rotation rate, 65 degrees/second
- endurance
-- 1 year non-combat operations w/o refueling
-- 96 hours combat operations w/o refueling
-- 5 year supply of life-support and rations w/o replenishment


Drives:
-Sublight
-- 15 Daybreak NPA thrusters
-- 60 emergency Nightfall motors

-FTL
-- Gen 4 Tachyon Drive, 5.35 ly/day

Sensors:
- fast recycle full spectrum active/passive scanner
- tachyon active/passive early warning scanner
- high sensiticity tachyon mass detector, range 10 AU

Stealth:
- Gen 3 ECM/ECCM
- SCFC around vital areas

Crew:
- 700
-- 150 officers, 550 enlisted

- 300 pilots
- 200 BFAS-24
- 100 FBS-18

Cost: 130 billion USD

1 Cetus-class Battle Dreadnought (DRB-100 series) (not yet, six years)

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...thia/Cetus2.jpg

Dimensions:
Length - 2800 m
Beam - 760 m
Height - 290 m
Mass: 493.7 million metric tons
Armaments:
- 3 Class 10 LinAc cannons
-- 10 exajoules/ 60 exawatts

- 100 Class 8 LinAc Turrets
-- 50 petajoules/ 200 petawatts

- 250 Class 6 LinAc Turrets
-- 500 terajoules/ 2500 terawatts

- 450 Class 5 LinAc PDF Turrets
-- 500 megajoules/ 4000 megawatts

- 100 Heterodyne Lasers
-- 10 petajoules/ 200 petawatts

- 10 torpedo/missile tubes
-- magazine of 500 Mk.2Type V Preserver Missiles
-- magazine of 500 Type V Nemesis Torpedoes
-- magazine of 275 Class D Ragnorok Missiles

Armour:
- 3000 mm WUC
-- 36000 mm RHA equivalent

Energy Shields:
- 6 Class 8 NPA shield generators
-- 500 exajoule/ 4000 exawatt OvLd Rating/generator

Powerplant:
- 4 heavy Icefire-reactors

Performance:
- standard accel, 275 gravities
- max for 30 seconds, 300 gravities
- rotation rate, 45 degrees/second
- endurance
-- 3 year non-combat operations w/o refueling
-- 128 hours combat operations w/o refueling
-- 10 year supply of life-support and rations w/o replenishment

-Sublight
-- 25 Daybreak NPA thrusters
-- 100 Nightfall emergency fusion rockets

-FTL
-- Gen 1 TCG drive, 10 ly/hour

Sensors:
- full spectrum active/passive scanner
- tachyon active/passive early warning scanner
- tachyon mass detector, range 6.9 AU

Stealth:
- complete SCFC
- Gen 3 ECM/ECCM

Crew:
- 3400
-- 700 officers, 2700 enlisted

- 10 marine platoons, 300 marines
-- 20 officers, 280 enlisted

Cost: 600 billion USD/unit

1 Fermi-class Battlecruiser (BC-100 series)

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...ia/cruiser1.jpg

Dimensions:
Length - 510 m
Beam - 310 m
Height - 150 m
Mass: 18.9 million metric tons

Armaments:

- 2 Class 9 LinAc Cannons
-- 500 petajoules/ 1500 petawatts

- 4 Class 7 LinAc Cannons
-- 800 terajoules/ 3200 terawatts

- 30 Class 6 LinAc Turrets
-- 50 terajoules/ 200 terawatts

-150 Class 4 LinAc PDF Turrets
-- 100 megajoules/ 300 megawatts

- 6 Heterodyne laser turrets
-- 5 terajoules/ 15 terawatts

-16 torpedo/missile tubes
-- magazine of 100 Type IV Preserver missiles
-- magazine of 100 Type V Nemesis torpedoes
-- magazine of 10 Class A Ragnorok missiles

Armor:
- 200 mm WUC
-- 2400 mm RHA equivalency

Energy Shields:
- 2 Class 7 NPA-shield generators
-- 5 exajoule/ 20 exawatt overload rating per shield generator

Powerplant:
- 2 Standard Icefire-reactors

Performance:
- standard accel, 259 gravities
- max for 30 seconds, 304 gravities
- rotation rate, 56 degrees/second
- endurance
-- 1 year non-combat operations w/o refueling
-- 96 hours combat operations w/o refueling
-- 5 year supply of life-support and rations w/o replenishment

Drives:
-Sublight
-- 9 Daybreak NPA thrusters
-- 50 Nightfall emergency fusion rockets

-FTL
-- Gen 4 Tachyon drive, 5.35 ly/day

Sensors:
- full spectrum active/passive scanner
- tachyon active/passive early warning scanner
- tachyon mass detector, range 3.6 AU

Stealth:
- Gen 1 ECM/ECCM
- SFC around vital areas

Crew:
-345
-- 97 officers, 248 enlisted

- 1 Marine platoon, 30 marines
-- 2 officers, 28 enlisted

Cost: 67 billion USD

(For further info on these ships, see Xessmithia.)

Sheridan sat in his office when a messege crossed his board. After reviewing the messege, he whistled. He then typed out a response:

To:Eugoria IV
From: Corneliu

Thanks for the response! You are more then welcome
to come to Corneliuan Prime to talk with our President

Sincerely,

SecState Sheridan

He then relayed a messege to the President that Eugoria IV is on board

Migor Tor'pok sat at the head of the ESC Tartarus, the flag ship for the Eugorian fleet to Corneliu. His waist length brown hair was behind him, his Arbiters Signet in it. The golden signet of the Arbiters spoke of much power, and Migor had it. He had killed the last Arbiter in a deul, and had killed fourteen challengers for his position. But this would be beyond him. He knew that he would not live to serve the Hierarchs after this campaign, and so, he planned to bring as many of the Sith scum with him.

"Captain, tell your crew to bring us into warp at forty-seven sixty-five, prepare to meet the Corneliuians."

"Aye sir," responded the Captain of the Tartarus. He then relayed the message to his navigations officer. This was going to be a tough battle, but they could do it with more help and quick thinking. The Arbiter would provide the military might for the Eugorians, but the Captain could only hope that their new found allies had an officer with the same will and military prowess.

Govt response : we will help you in any way possible

Sheridan fired off a messege to Eugoria IV and TFU:

Thanks for the assistance! Please come to Corneliuan Prime for talks

He then called the President!

"Sir, we're starting to get allies ralling to our call!"

Very good! I'm hoping that this all works out.

"Me too sir. Me too. I'll keep you posted!" He hung up the phone and began to send people to the Liberty City Spaceport to greet the dignitaries.

The darkness of space above Corneliuan Prime held many secrets. However, this secret would soon become known to the inhabitants below. This was a secret mission, one that the Galactic Empire would never know of. They couldn't, or Anagonia would be but a memory.

Slowly, space distorted around a specific area in a good orbit around Corneliuan Prime, then a bright flash of light as seconds later a ship took the lights place. The ACH Independence had arrived.

Coded Message Incoming from orbit around Corneliuan Prime

This is Colonel Desh, contacting on highly coded frequency to anyone on Corneliuan Prime. We may be of assistance in this matter, however, we must keep secret this meeting.

Please respond.

Coded Message End

OOC:

Ship specs:

http://www.mahq.net/mecha/dragonar/dragonar/mindanao.jpg

Aries-Class Heavy Cruiser

REFITTED STATS

Dimensions:
450 feet in length; 240 feet in width
Crew:
400 Crewmen, 40 Officers
Weapons:
6x Electro-Magnetic Fusion Projection Cannons/3x Main Turrets
2x Ion Cannons (Forward)
10x Torpedo Bay (forward)/5x each side
8x Point-Defense Turret
Engines:
2x Hydrogen Reactors
2x Fusion Reactors
Sensory:
Type II Microwave Pulse Array Active-Passive Sensory System
Special:
3x Electro-Magnetic Shield Generation System
2x Anti-Gravity Drives
1x Sub-Space Drive

Other:
1x Hanger Bay
25x Hammerhead Fighter

200x Marines
Can Hold Many Dropships/Tanks/Trucks

The Eugorian fleet popped out of warpspace near Corneliuan Prime and the Arbiter gave this order.

"All ships stay in high orbit, only one shuttle goes down. Commanding Officers of each ship, meet aboard the transport-ship Tavagnus. All other ships stay on high alert, if the Sith show up, blast them to Zavzgnu (Hell in Eugoria)"

After all of the CO's in the fleet were aboard, the Tavagnus shot towards the plante and awaited landing confirmation.

The darkness of space above Corneliuan Prime held many secrets. However, this secret would soon become known to the inhabitants below. This was a secret mission, one that the Galactic Empire would never know of. They couldn't, or Anagonia would be but a memory.

Slowly, space distorted around a specific area in a good orbit around Corneliuan Prime, then a bright flash of light as seconds later a ship took the lights place. The ACH Independence had arrived.

Coded Message Incoming from orbit around Corneliuan Prime

This is Colonel Desh, contacting on highly coded frequency to anyone on Corneliuan Prime. We may be of assistance in this matter, however, we must keep secret this meeting.

Please respond.

Coded Message End

On board the Battleship Corneliu, Fleet Admiral Wilkenson watched as the ship appeared. He listened in as the ship communicated with Corneliu.

"This is Fleet Admiral Robert Wilkenson of the Corneliuan Navy. Welcome to Corneliu Colonel Desh. If you would like to come down to the surface, I will detail a fighter escort for you to the LIberty City Space port for immediate transportation to the Presidential palace. Don't worry about Security. We have the best Security around here so it should be safe. Again welcome to Corneliu."

The Eugorian fleet popped out of warpspace near Corneliuan Prime and the Arbiter gave this order.

"All ships stay in high orbit, only one shuttle goes down. Commanding Officers of each ship, meet aboard the transport-ship Tavagnus. All other ships stay on high alert, if the Sith show up, blast them to Zavzgnu (Hell in Eugoria)"

After all of the CO's in the fleet were aboard, the Tavagnus shot towards the plante and awaited landing confirmation.

A flight of fighters quickly gathered around the shuttle as the planetary defense forces kept an eye on the Eugoria fleet. They know that they're here peacefully but they are looking out for anything unusual.

Liberty Space Center has closed for the arrival of dignitaries but it is still manned. "This is LIberty City Space Port to Eugoria IV shuttle. You are cleared to land. Your transportation is waiting for you. Welcome to Corneliu."

After recieving landing approval and coordinates, the Tavagnus began it's ascent. After docking at the Liberty City Spaceport, they were quickly taken to a shuttle that was going to the Presidential Palace. Migor felt the shuttle move and settled in for the ride. He asked the driver if he knew anything of the planet.

On board the Battleship Corneliu, Fleet Admiral Wilkenson watched as the ship appeared. He listened in as the ship communicated with Corneliu.

"This is Fleet Admiral Robert Wilkenson of the Corneliuan Navy. Welcome to Corneliu Colonel Desh. If you would like to come down to the surface, I will detail a fighter escort for you to the LIberty City Space port for immediate transportation to the Presidential palace. Don't worry about Security. We have the best Security around here so it should be safe. Again welcome to Corneliu."

Coded Response from the ACH Independence

We have our Leader on board, and he has some ideas to share with your leader.

Were coming down.

Coded Message End

Independence twisted herself, righted herself, as its hull touched the atmosphere of Corneliuan Prime. The planet seemed to resist the massive ship for a lengthy amount of time, but with the Electro-Magnetic Shields in place, it literally ensured that no large amount of heat would disrupt the ship. However, Independence did have its fair share of groans on the way down.

As the ACH Independence seemed to approach the space-port, she fired her retro-boosters to degrade the velocity of speed. Her Shields went off, and her Anti-Grav drives kicked in, slowly speeding down the massive ship one millisecond at a time. Just an odd fifty feet above the space-port, the ship was already coming to a halt. A door opened beneath the behemoth, and a Hammerhead fighter came zooming out, where it landed in the space-port below.



Drakomis opened the canopy of the space fighter, he already landed. Getting out, he looked around, highly impressed with the surroundings. Jumping out, he waited for the security detail to escort him. He didn't want to be a rude quest.

The pilot of the hovership laughed. "Of course I know about this planet. I was born here! Born in this very city I might add. Its a wonder place to be." He said as he begins to explain all that the city had from recreational facilities (Clubs, restaurants, gambling places, and other things) to the historical places. "However, many historical places are still under repair after 15 years!"

He landed the ship and with security meeting the representative, escorted him inside the palace.

Coded Response from the ACH Independence

We have our Leader on board, and he has some ideas to share with your leader.

Were coming down.

Coded Message End

Independence twisted herself, righted herself, as its hull touched the atmosphere of Corneliuan Prime. The planet seemed to resist the massive ship for a lengthy amount of time, but with the Electro-Magnetic Shields in place, it literally ensured that no large amount of heat would disrupt the ship. However, Independence did have its fair share of groans on the way down.

As the ACH Independence seemed to approach the space-port, she fired her retro-boosters to degrade the velocity of speed. Her Shields went off, and her Anti-Grav drives kicked in, slowly speeding down the massive ship one millisecond at a time. Just an odd fifty feet above the space-port, the ship was already coming to a halt. A door opened beneath the behemoth, and a Hammerhead fighter came zooming out, where it landed in the space-port below.



Drakomis opened the canopy of the space fighter, he already landed. Getting out, he looked around, highly impressed with the surroundings. Jumping out, he waited for the security detail to escort him. He didn't want to be a rude quest.

Security met him a few moments later. they lead him to another helioship that'll take him to the palace. Minutes later, they landed next to the 1st one and security escorted him up into the palace to meet the President.

"Thank you for the ride," said Migor as he got out. "And thank you for the history lesson." He then followed the security into the palace.

Security led both of the dignitaries into the Palace. They walked through the dignitaries door and led them down the hall of rulers. The head of Security stated that Corneliu was founded under Jake Featherstone and it continued to thrive under the various leaders all the way to James Server.

Then they entered the Throne room and sitting at the other end of that was President Server and his son, Admiral John Server.

Security met him a few moments later. they lead him to another helioship that'll take him to the palace. Minutes later, they landed next to the 1st one and security escorted him up into the palace to meet the President.

As Drakomis came into the presidents room, he extended a hand of welcome to him. A slight smile was on his face, glad to finally meet another Rebel like him. Drakomis had a lot of explaining to do on his behalf, and why he was here, but deep down he knew it would be worth it.

"Hello," Drakomis said as he extended a hand to shake, "I'm Supreme General Drakomis N. Reign of the Allied Republics of Anagonia, and I have come here to talk to you on behalf of Core Worlds, and the Galactic Empire."

As Drakomis came into the presidents room, he extended a hand of welcome to him. A slight smile was on his face, glad to finally meet another Rebel like him. Drakomis had a lot of explaining to do on his behalf, and why he was here, but deep down he knew it would be worth it.

"Hello," Drakomis said as he extended a hand to shake, "I'm Supreme General Drakomis N. Reign of the Allied Republics of Anagonia, and I have come here to talk to you on behalf of CorpSac, and the Galactic Empire."

"It is an honor to meet you. I am James Server of the Armed Galactic Empire of Corneliu. This here is my son, Admiral John Server, who leads all of our military forces."

"And I am Migor Tor'pok, Arbiter of my people, the hand of the Hierarchs. We came here today to aid you in your fight against the Galactic Empire, and we, at least, will not disappoint. We hate these tyrants for what they did to our ally that was once known as Pentova, but is now merely a part of the Empire. We will not allow this to happen again. The Deathstar is powerful, but so are we."

"And it is an honor to meet you too sir. We too are powerfull. We couldn't do much to assist our brother and ally CoreWorlds but now we believe is the time to take them on. We are gathering resources to take them and hence our call for allies. Thank you for coming both of you."

The Stargate opened and a familiar figure stepped through, he was Admiral Tasak, He began to walk to the Presidents office when he was stopped by guards,"I must deliver a special message to the president." The Guard replied, "Hes speaking to someone, may I give it to him?" "No, There are spys in every organization, and I cannot trust anyone but the President himself. No offence guys," as he tapped him on the shoulder, "but its the truth." And with that he allowed them to do a search for any weapons and proceeded to the Throne Room. When he arrived he handed over a Datapad, "Those are the plans for the ship and etc." He than began to look around and siad, "Sorry to interrupt your meeting." He then began to step outside, but realized that this was a meeting of allies against the Sith and decided to stay, greeting all of the people in the room...

"And it is an honor to meet you too sir. We too are powerfull. We couldn't do much to assist our brother and ally CoreWorlds but now we believe is the time to take them on. We are gathering resources to take them and hence our call for allies. Thank you for coming both of you."

Drakomis nodded to them both, including a graceful nod to the Arbiter Migor Tor'pok. A sigh as he looked back at James Server as he sat down in a chair, a comfortable chair, and grabbed a notepad from his pocket to look at what all would need to be discussed. To be polite, he would let the Arbiter go first.

BIG EDIT!

Drakomis saw the newcomer as he turned around, watched as he gave the datapad, almost go off, but stayed. A nod of greeting to the newcomer was given.

"Hello there."

Server looked up and saw that Admiral Tasak arrived.

"Welcome Back Admiral. It is an honor to meet you again. Please join us." As he moved to join them, he continued. "This here is Migor Tor'pok, Arbitor of Eugoria IV and this is General Drakomis N. Reign of the Allied Republics of Anagonia!"

The Admiral Nodded his head and said, "Im Admiral Tasak Representing the Fleet of Klington."

The Admiral Nodded his head and said, "Im Admiral Tasak Representing the Fleet of Klington."

"I believe I've already been introduced, but what the heck! I'm Supreme General Drakomis N. Reign of the Allied Republics of Anagonia, leader of it actually."

Migor nodded at Tasak and said to Server, "what can we do to help bring down the empire? Any plans?"

"Right now, we need to gather our forces and resources. We have to come up with a way to defeat the Death Star as well as find ways to bring down their SSDs! If we do penetrate the Sith, we also will have to come up with a way to bring down corescant. I am opening up the floor to discussion."

To The Armed Galactic Empire of Corneliu
From: The Holy Empire of United Cultures and Species

The Covenant will aid you in your task against these "Sith" if High Sierra allows me to take action. We have allies with a combined population of over 3 billion and the combined population of the Covenant is 825 million and growing at a steady pace. We have technology far more advanced than theirs and much more reliable. However this is not a message saying we will, only that we may.

Signed,

Profet of the Covenant and president of United Cultures,
Uziel Fastrin

"Right now, we need to gather our forces and resources. We have to come up with a way to defeat the Death Star as well as find ways to bring down their SSDs! If we do penetrate the Sith, we also will have to come up with a way to bring down corescant. I am opening up the floor to discussion."

"Well," started Drakomis, "our Space Command has been interested in new technologies for quite a long time now. We are a quite resourceful people, and could aid in developing weapons for you." A sigh, "But the only thing we have, in theory, is a Hydrogen Cannon."

To The Armed Galactic Empire of Corneliu
From: The Holy Empire of United Cultures and Species

The Covenant will aid you in your task against these "Sith" if High Sierra allows me to take action. We have allies with a combined population of over 3 billion and the combined population of the Covenant is 825 million and growing at a steady pace. We have technology far more advanced than theirs and much more reliable. However this is not a message saying we will, only that we may.

Signed,

Profet of the Covenant and president of United Cultures,
Uziel Fastrin

To: The Holy Empire of United Cultures and Species
From: The Armed Galactic Empire of Corneliu

We understand. If you would like to come to Corneliuan Prime to discuss this, you may. We look forward to meeting you.

Signed,

Secretary of State Sheridan

"Well," started Drakomis, "our Space Command has been interested in new technologies for quite a long time now. We are a quite resourceful people, and could aid in developing weapons for you." A sigh, "But the only thing we have, in theory, is a Hydrogen Cannon."

"A hydrogen cannon? That sounds interesting. Care to explain what it is please?"

"A hydrogen cannon? That sounds interesting. Care to explain what it is please?"

"Well, it uses a massive amount of Mega-Tonnage on the part of a Hydrogen Bomb complex." He took a deep breath, "Lets say a 500 Mega-Ton Hydrogen Bomb was detonated, at that exact nano-second a massive Electro-Magnetic Force Shiled Generation System is used to press the explosion into a confined space, allowing only the explosion to go into a tube-like frame where the explosion particles would be magnified and concentrated into a beam. After a few seconds, a Deadly Beam of Hydrogen would erupt."

"That sounds interesting. Maybe we should think about that weapon. Could become handy in a pinch." John stated as his father nodded.

Verry intresting wep crude but intresting

RNS Horizon, Sword of the Republic Class
Horizon System

Jackson Maverick, aging president of the Republic, looked up from his computer screen and rubbed his eyes. He had been contemplating the message recieved regarding the new power gained by a cult, called the Sith. He had been previously unaware of this group, but closer investigation revealed that they were responsible for numerous atrocities. Jack had brought this issue up before the Council, and they had come to a descision that action should be taken to prevent this group from continuing its evil agenda.

So the Horizon had been assigned to go to Corneliu, where talks were being held , and a coalition to be formed. He sat back, and the ship's wormhole drive (ooc: Standard FLT drive for the Parlimian Navy, creates a wormhole, travels through it, then creates one at its destination. Near instantaneous travel, within a range of 1,000 lightyears) power up, and the ship jumped forward.

OOC: All my military data can be found in my sig, so I won't clutter up the thread with ship specs.

In Space, the Corneliu is on station to greet all arrivals. The space stations are primed incase of trouble as is the fleet. When the Parlim ship arrived, Wilkenson greeted it.

"Greetings! I am Fleet Admiral Wilkenson. Commander of all Corneliuan Naval vessels. In the name of President James Server, I welcome you. If you would transmit your shuttle id, we'll have a fighter escort to take you to the space port for immediate transportation to the palace. Again, welcome to Corneliu."

"I agree that this weapon is interesting, but is it really logical to hope for such a weapon? How can they finish it before Unified Sith and the empire catch wind of our plans and attack? And even if they did finish it, would we be able to use it since technically, he's not even here?"

"I agree that this weapon is interesting, but is it really logical to hope for such a weapon? How can they finish it before Unified Sith and the empire catch wind of our plans and attack? And even if they did finish it, would we be able to use it since technically, he's not even here?"

"That is why if its built, it won't be built in his space. It'll be built in one of our spaces." A beep on his consol alerted him to a messege. "Apparently, we'll have someone else joining us soon. Parlim is in orbit and should be here shortly."

"We have many other weapons in development, but this is one that interests us most..."

To: The Holy Empire of United Cultures and Species
From: The Armed Galactic Empire of Corneliu

We understand. If you would like to come to Corneliuan Prime to discuss this, you may. We look forward to meeting you.

Signed,

Secretary of State Sheridan
To The Armed Galactic Empire of Corneliu
From: The Holy Empire of United Cultures and Species

Very well, I shall join you there shortly. Expect a telegram if you have an active nation and if negotiations go well I will consult the Profet High Sierra.

Signed,

Profet of the Covenant and president of United Cultures,
Uziel Fastrin

"I can see why" James stated.

To: Fleet Admiral Wilkenson
From: Captain Bryant, USS Horizon

Admiral, the shuttle ID has been transmitted, and the craft is now departing the ship, with the President aboard, along with members of his security staff.

Please contact us if you need anymore help on the surface.

For a single moment, Drakomis seemed to be irritated, standing up suddenly as he gave a data-pad to the President about the Hydrogen Cannon.

"I must go, I'm sorry..."

Then, he left, not explaining why at all.

To The Armed Galactic Empire of Corneliu
From: The Holy Empire of United Cultures and Species

Very well, I shall join you there shortly. Expect a telegram if you have an active nation and if negotiations go well I will consult the Profet High Sierra.

Signed,

Profet of the Covenant and president of United Cultures,
Uziel Fastrin

To United Cultures
From Corneliu

Agreed. You can telegram me here at Corneliu! We look forward to meeting you.

Signed,

Sheridan
SecState

For a single moment, Drakomis seemed to be irritated, standing up suddenly as he gave a data-pad to the President about the Hydrogen Cannon.

"I must go, I'm sorry..."

Then, he left, not explaining why at all.

He took the pad as he looked on as he left.

"I understand where he's coming from." John said. "Let this not show him as a coward but as someone heroic enough to risk his life to start with. I guess it was to much for him."

"Agreed. Ok now back to the planning."

To: Fleet Admiral Wilkenson
From: Captain Bryant, USS Horizon

Admiral, the shuttle ID has been transmitted, and the craft is now departing the ship, with the President aboard, along with members of his security staff.

Please contact us if you need anymore help on the surface.


Thank you! A fighter escort has been dispatched.
As for help, none is need at the moment but we'll keep the
offer in mind.

Admiral Wilkenson

The fighters formed up around the shuttle and escorted it towards Liberty City Space Port. Upon landing, he was wisked away to the Presidential Palace to meet President Server.

A large ceremonial dropship docked in Corniliu's ship. Brutes and elites emerged and I float out in my hoverseat. I dismiss the ceremonial gaurds and the human gaurds follow me into the ship.
"So, were is Corniliu?"

A large ceremonial dropship docked in Corniliu's ship. Brutes and elites emerged and I float out in my hoverseat. I dismiss the ceremonial gaurds and the human gaurds follow me into the ship.
"So, were is Corniliu?"

A deck officer looked at the site. "Uhhh this is the Battleship Corneliu, back up flagship of the Corneliuan Navy. Our President James Server is on the surface of Corneliuan Prime which is the planet we're orbiting. If you would like to meet the president, you will have to go to the planet's surface." He finished as he shakes with nervousness.

News travels slow through the interdimensional spans. One cannot directly transmit information between realities without EXTREMELY specialized equipment.

So it came as no surprise that the summit was already underway when Cassius even discovered news of the meeting.

After reading the dispatch, he signaled his Intelligence advisor and waited for the viewscreen to activate. When it did, he asked "You know of this?" He indicated the dispatch.

"I do."

"This is our ticket. Godulan weapons and vessels shall spread like the plague. Our machines shall bring terror and death upon those who believe they can control all the realms of the universe, and if they could, the multiverse."

"Profits will skyrocket, sir."

"Damn skippy."

"And what's better, it'll be for a good cause! What better kind of free advertising could you ask for? Instrumental in the usurpation of oppressive regimes!"

"I'm getting a hard on, sir."

"TMI, mister."

"I AM intelligence. TMI is my JOB. Sir."

Cassius nodded. "Do you know their position?"

"Yes sir. We can have coordinates locked and a targeting solution up within 30 minutes on our newest Dawnrunner."

"Good, make it so. I'll be sending General Corbox to this summit."

"Corbox, sir?"

"He may not be a diplomatic genius, but he LOVES talking about his toys, and that's really what they want."

"Understood sir, filing the orders."

_______________________________________________________________

First, there was nothing. Then there was Dawnrunner 3. No fanfare. No flashy lightshow. No pop. It just, became there.

The ghostly form of its four-kilometer neutronium alloy bulk materialized a small distance off the starboard bow of the Corneliuan battleship, crackling and sizzling with pent up energy. No visible cannons appeared on its jet-black surface, but its very form just radiated death and destruction.

The vessel transmitted a single, pre-recorded missive:

>TO CORNELIUAN PRIME<

This is Cassius Longarm, Grand Poobah of the Dominion of Godular.

It is understood that we may not share the same views, particularly in regards to freedom and other forms of ideological naivete. However, we DO share the same goals, though for different reasons. For you, it is a fight for survival. For us, it is... less so.

Rest assured that our dedication is not lessened by this distinction. As such, we wish passage to the surface of Corneliuan Prime in order to take part in these proceedings. You may find us a... powerful ally, despite our relative anonymity.

General Corbox is the leader of the delegation, as this summit is prioritized as too... hot, shall we say? We think you will find him a sufficient envoy with regards to answering any questions you have.

The only information we require is whether you wish us to transport directly to the surface, or send a shuttle.

Admiral Wilkenson listen for a moment before making a decision.

"This is Fleet Admiral Wilkenson. Due to the urgency of this, you can teleport directly to the surface. Presidential grounds has been notified and they will escort you to the throne room."

Another voice came on in response to the confirmation:

"This is General Corbox, your recommendation is acknowledged. Expect us in five minutes."

As five minutes passed, six individuals materialized in a small arboretum somewhere in the presidential grounds. Five of the six were simple Godulan soldiers, dressed in their typical black photo-adaptive BDUs, and only lightly armed.

Corbox himself stood a foot taller than the lot of them, at approximately seven feet tall, he left visible indentations on the ground as he walked forward and analyzed the surroundings. He straightened his black uniform and turned smartly to face the greeting parties.

To the more observant individuals, it would have come across that there was something mechanical about the General, particularly that he didn't blink. Ever.

"Nice place."

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Bumpified!

Another voice came on in response to the confirmation:

"This is General Corbox, your recommendation is acknowledged. Expect us in five minutes."

As five minutes passed, six individuals materialized in a small arboretum somewhere in the presidential grounds. Five of the six were simple Godulan soldiers, dressed in their typical black photo-adaptive BDUs, and only lightly armed.

Corbox himself stood a foot taller than the lot of them, at approximately seven feet tall, he left visible indentations on the ground as he walked forward and analyzed the surroundings. He straightened his black uniform and turned smartly to face the greeting parties.

To the more observant individuals, it would have come across that there was something mechanical about the General, particularly that he didn't blink. Ever.

"Nice place."
OOC:
Unified Sith, give us some time to gather our allies, if you will.

IC:
Admiral Tasak stood up and reached out and shook the hand of Corbox. "Nice to see another warrior amongst the diplomats, please, have a seat!"

meh NO

I appear on the teleporter reciever.
"Corniliu? The Prophet of Mercy has allowed me to aid you in your quest. My starships are ready to deploy. If there is a ground war to be fought, my commander can handle my forces on the ground until I can wipe them clean of their own navy. It has come to my attention they use laser technology which is simple in design and to them may be effective, but our own Plasma technology is far more advanced and effective. The only plasma-based weapons they have is their...Um..."
A human whispers into my ear,
"Lightsaber."
"Lightsaber technology with is weaker than our own Plasma swords. This will be an easy victory."

Corbox nodded, then took the seat offered to him. The five soldiers around him took a position behind him, standing stock still. One of the soldiers seemed to have an almost imperceptible eerie black mist emanating from his eyes, and though he tried not to show it, was taking great pains in making sure his footing was well established.

"Have the general proceedings already begun, or did I arrive 'just in the nick of time' as they say?" Corbox queried.

meh NO

OOC: Unified Sith, You have no idea what we're planning on doing!

I appear on the teleporter reciever.
"Corniliu? The Prophet of Mercy has allowed me to aid you in your quest. My starships are ready to deploy. If there is a ground war to be fought, my commander can handle my forces on the ground until I can wipe them clean of their own navy. It has come to my attention they use laser technology which is simple in design and to them may be effective, but our own Plasma technology is far more advanced and effective. The only plasma-based weapons they have is their...Um..."
A human whispers into my ear,
"Lightsaber."
"Lightsaber technology with is weaker than our own Plasma swords. This will be an easy victory."

President James server looked at the newcomer. "I am President James server of Corneliu. You are on the planet knon a Corneliuan Prime. I bid you greetings."

"Are you rather busy at this moment? If you're dealing with other allies we could always call a council."

Corbox nodded, then took the seat offered to him. The five soldiers around him took a position behind him, standing stock still. One of the soldiers seemed to have an almost imperceptible eerie black mist emanating from his eyes, and though he tried not to show it, was taking great pains in making sure his footing was well established.

"Have the general proceedings already begun, or did I arrive 'just in the nick of time' as they say?" Corbox queried.

"we were discuss plans to attack the sith" James said.

"we were discuss plans to attack the sith" James said.
"Then we should call a council."

"Then we should call a council."

"All of the allies that have reponded to our call for aid are here. It is this group which we are planning what to do against the Sith threat. Feel free to state opinions as well as plans to help us in this endeavor."

"Well doing it here in the docking bay is hardly a fit place to do such. Let us go to the meeting room," I tell you as I float by into the meeting room. I take out a hologram projector and set it on the table.
"So who is joining us in this journey?"

Corbox nodded.

"Doubtless you've seen the vessel I arrived in. That is the Dawnrunner. One of Godular's Juggernaut class vessels. It may not be as large as the Imperials' vaunted Super Star Destroyers, but rest assured that it is nightmare incarnate against all those who target or are targeted by it. It is very maneuverable, very powerful, and very well defended, capable of bouncing around the proverbial battlefield dealing death and destruction to all it opposes. Granted, this is only the third in what we intend to be a VERY long line of these vessels, but we are pumping new ones out with increasing alacrity.

"We know not what your plans for the imperials are, but we feel it necessary to stress that the dominion favors a more... Guerrilla-type campaign of harassment and occasional attrition. Doubtless you understand that even being a gathering of potential allies as you have gathered here today, we have not the numbers to go face to face with the nail-and-club brute strength of the Galactic Empire.

"And as such, we are prepared to offer you several interesting weapons that may provide a MASSIVE leveling effect against some of the Empire's more dangerous weapons. Rest assured, we fear not Superlasers, planet killer missiles, or even gravitic singularity weapons. WE WELCOME THEM. Their utilization will bring naught but death and destruction upon themselves. Such is the nature of our technologies.

"But before we elaborate further, I would like to understand the proposals of the various other nations gathered here today, so that we may better understand their... capabilities. As we need to understand just what it is that everybody will be bringing to this table."

Corbox didn't stop for breath once during his entire statement.

"All of the allies that have reponded to our call for aid are here. It is this group which we are planning what to do against the Sith threat. Feel free to state opinions as well as plans to help us in this endeavor."

Jackson shifted in his seat, then spoke, "I would like to know what this 'endeavor' entails. Will it be an actual war, or more along the lines of trade embargos?"

"Interesting. You have no fear of death. I like that. However, you rely heavily on propeganda and heavy attrition. This will prove useful in the middle of the war, but we must focus at our first task. Our Covenant ships are loaded with human Magnetic Accelerator Cannons. Tow will take out some of our largest ships, one is more than enough to demolish their..."Death Star" is it? Our ships are the fastest you will ever find and we have the most advanced shields as well. There is little they can match in our fleets alone."

King David and Queen Michelle were reviewing the messege that they have received.

"What do you think?" Michelle asked.

"There need is dire if this messege is any judge. Our forces are small compared to some of the nations that are probably already there." He turned to his Chief Military Officer. "General Sheridan! what can you do to help them out in their endeavor?"

"Not much. I have done some research into these sith since the message first appeared. They are powerful and deadly. We can help them to a point but as you said sir, our resources are limited but we must do what we can."

Michelle and David conferred with eachother. "We are going to send you General to confer with them."

"Yes ma'am!"

"We will send them a messege telling them to expect your arrival. Take only one ship."

"Yes sir."

He saluted and departed back to the military base. In his car, he mulled over what ship to take. When he arrived moments later, he decided to take his flagship, the Velorus

Within the hour, he was on his way to meet with the Corneliuans.

Coded messege from American Republic

To: Corneliu
From: American Republic

We have dispatched our leading military official to talk to you about this Sith threat you've mentioned.

Regards,

King David and Queen Michelle
Monarchy of the American Republic

End Messege

"Well doing it here in the docking bay is hardly a fit place to do such. Let us go to the meeting room," I tell you as I float by into the meeting room. I take out a hologram projector and set it on the table.
"So who is joining us in this journey?"


OOC: United Cultures, your on the Planetary Surface! In the throne room with the President and everyone else!

((Ooc: Whatever. It was never truly stated, and it was hard to see it implied.))

Corbox nodded.

"Doubtless you've seen the vessel I arrived in. That is the Dawnrunner. One of Godular's Juggernaut class vessels. It may not be as large as the Imperials' vaunted Super Star Destroyers, but rest assured that it is nightmare incarnate against all those who target or are targeted by it. It is very maneuverable, very powerful, and very well defended, capable of bouncing around the proverbial battlefield dealing death and destruction to all it opposes. Granted, this is only the third in what we intend to be a VERY long line of these vessels, but we are pumping new ones out with increasing alacrity.

"We know not what your plans for the imperials are, but we feel it necessary to stress that the dominion favors a more... Guerrilla-type campaign of harassment and occasional attrition. Doubtless you understand that even being a gathering of potential allies as you have gathered here today, we have not the numbers to go face to face with the nail-and-club brute strength of the Galactic Empire.

"And as such, we are prepared to offer you several interesting weapons that may provide a MASSIVE leveling effect against some of the Empire's more dangerous weapons. Rest assured, we fear not Superlasers, planet killer missiles, or even gravitic singularity weapons. WE WELCOME THEM. Their utilization will bring naught but death and destruction upon themselves. Such is the nature of our technologies.

"But before we elaborate further, I would like to understand the proposals of the various other nations gathered here today, so that we may better understand their... capabilities. As we need to understand just what it is that everybody will be bringing to this table."

Corbox didn't stop for breath once during his entire statement.

Server listened carefully as Corbox was talking. When he finished, Server stated, "We will definitely have to take that under advisement. What I've been planning on proposing is taking the empire apart piece by piece but when I look at it, those nations will call on the Galatic Empire anyway which brings us back to this point. A Guerilla War will work in the long run but it is rather lenghthy but it is a place to start. Does anyone have a plan of action besides this one? I want all options on the table."

He then turned to the Parlim representative. "I want to take apart the galactic empire and that means going to war. Economic Embargoes won't work on them. They have to much trade inside the Empire to make an Embargo worthwhile."

Bump

King David and Queen Michelle were reviewing the messege that they have received.

"What do you think?" Michelle asked.

"There need is dire if this messege is any judge. Our forces are small compared to some of the nations that are probably already there." He turned to his Chief Military Officer. "General Sheridan! what can you do to help them out in their endeavor?"

"Not much. I have done some research into these sith since the message first appeared. They are powerful and deadly. We can help them to a point but as you said sir, our resources are limited but we must do what we can."

Michelle and David conferred with eachother. "We are going to send you General to confer with them."

"Yes ma'am!"

"We will send them a messege telling them to expect your arrival. Take only one ship."

"Yes sir."

He saluted and departed back to the military base. In his car, he mulled over what ship to take. When he arrived moments later, he decided to take his flagship, the Velorus

Within the hour, he was on his way to meet with the Corneliuans.

Coded messege from American Republic

To: Corneliu
From: American Republic

We have dispatched our leading military official to talk to you about this Sith threat you've mentioned.

Regards,

King David and Queen Michelle
Monarchy of the American Republic

End Messege

We thank you for your attendence. We look forward to receiving him.

"I believe we must first strike at their naval forces. Victories in space leave the planets vulnerable."

"I believe we must first strike at their naval forces. Victories in space leave the planets vulnerable."

"Your right about that! Problem is, they have vast resources to build new ones as well as crew them. To hold them at bay would mean to destroy their ship building capacity and their ship yards are heavily defended."

Server listened carefully as Corbox was talking. When he finished, Server stated, "We will definitely have to take that under advisement. What I've been planning on proposing is taking the empire apart piece by piece but when I look at it, those nations will call on the Galatic Empire anyway which brings us back to this point. A Guerilla War will work in the long run but it is rather lenghthy but it is a place to start. Does anyone have a plan of action besides this one? I want all options on the table."

He then turned to the Parlim representative. "I want to take apart the galactic empire and that means going to war. Economic Embargoes won't work on them. They have to much trade inside the Empire to make an Embargo worthwhile."

"Guerilla warfare is good, it is the most difficult to defeat. But Guerilla warfare isnt very succesful at toppling regimes...Unless, one has a standard army(not meaning a big one, just a good functioning one) to defeat the enemy normally. I like to think of it as someone giving you a dead arm, doesnt hurt to bad and wont kill you. But when you are attacked after the dead arm, it is harder to defend yourself."

"Your right about that! Problem is, they have vast resources to build new ones as well as crew them. To hold them at bay would mean to destroy their ship building capacity and their ship yards are heavily defended."

"...Or building something to match there own shipyards."

*Message recieved....much debating of advisors.....message sent...*

-Messege Begin-

"To the Nation of Corneliu, I am Emperor Shadaum IV of the Empire of Thrashia. I am willing to ally myself in your attempt to overthrow the growing menace that is the sith. My fleet, and all it has is here (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=377689). I will await your answer, adn request your forgiveness for not answering your messege sooner but I and my advisors had shall we say, slight, disagreements. You have my support."

-Messege End-

OOC: If a war opens up send me the link to it.

"They may have an astounding high recooperating level but over time their ships will lose quality and eventually disappear. My naval forces are also strong enough to face any foe. We can force our ways to their shipyards easily and destroy them. This will be as humans say, 'A cakewalk'."

OOC: Tiny December 2004 nation, I'd love to see you try. Theres no way you can match our fleets without godmodding, you probably don't even have the resources for a fleet

OOC: Tiny December 2004 nation, I'd love to see you try. Theres no way you can match our fleets without godmodding, you probably don't even have the resources for a fleet
Look at his region.

OOC: I don't care about his region. Hes still only 6 million :P
I could crush him easily. If I could, alone, then the whole GE will have no problem. Although more rebellion is sweet. I want to take some places in my new role as Chaos

OOC: I don't care about his region. Hes still only 6 million :P
I could crush him easily. If I could, alone, then the whole GE will have no problem. Although more rebellion is sweet. I want to take some places in my new role as Chaos

You dont? If you did you could see that he has like 750 Million people backing him. I think they are all his puppets, and he is controlling their fleets.

Ooc: I also have the rescources of another nation at my disposal as well as my region's forces. I am not one you wish to mess with. I could also drag in one of the Covenant's allies, which has about 2 billion.

OOC: *cough* puppet wanking *cough*

*Message recieved....much debating of advisors.....message sent...*

-Messege Begin-

"To the Nation of Corneliu, I am Emperor Shadaum IV of the Empire of Thrashia. I am willing to ally myself in your attempt to overthrow the growing menace that is the sith. My fleet, and all it has is here (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=377689). I will await your answer, adn request your forgiveness for not answering your messege sooner but I and my advisors had shall we say, slight, disagreements. You have my support."

-Messege End-

OOC: If a war opens up send me the link to it.

Messege back

We thank you for your support! Dont worry about not replying sooner. This is a major decision that has to be made.

SecState Sheridan

Ooc: These are perks given to me as being the Profet of Truth. If you have a problem, take it to High Sierra, he gave them to me.

OOC: *cough* puppet wanking *cough*

I don't think its puppet wanking dude! Unless you have proof that it is!

OOC: It is in that hes controlling them, not having other people allied with him. I'm not gonna sit here while an insignificant 6 million nation invents himself support

Puppet Wanking is IGNORED by me.

Ooc: Like I said, take it up with High Sierra. I am only using what is given to me. I don't even consider you nations unless you have a page on NationStates.

Ooc:: Keep The Ooc Comments Down! If You Want, I Shall Open Up An Ooc Thread And We Can Argue There!!!!

"So what action will we take?"

OOC: Actually have a Nationstates page; 3.8 billion.
And I'm done. Open an OOC thread if you want.

well, im in. tell me what you need, and I will try and get!

"Guerilla warfare is good, it is the most difficult to defeat. But Guerilla warfare isnt very succesful at toppling regimes...Unless, one has a standard army(not meaning a big one, just a good functioning one) to defeat the enemy normally. I like to think of it as someone giving you a dead arm, doesnt hurt to bad and wont kill you. But when you are attacked after the dead arm, it is harder to defend yourself."

"This is understood," Corbox replied. "Against a realm with the massive numbers and resources, we would be hard pressed to put a dent in their strength, much less cripple them.

"However, we specialize in magnifying the strength of our numbers, and in... circumventing the enemies' defenses. This is not to say that our ships can punch through shielding as if it isn't even there, our weapons, though powerful, are subject to the same limitations as conventional fire.

"We focus more on... what's the term... sucker-punches?

"I would elaborate more, but I feel unsafe explaining the full breadth of our plans in this reality, despite the surroundings. Should you be interested in learning some of our plans, I invite you to travel with me to these pre-set coordinates after the meeting is completed. These coordinates are nought but empty space to you, and that is JUST the way we like it."

He put forward a small number of datacards with several small numbers inscribed upon them.

"Nevertheless, we are quite capable of both lightning swift strikes of opportunity, as we are at going toe to toe with the big boys. If anything, our extreme maneuverability, our technologies designed towards both confusion and deception, and the strength of our cannons would enable us to wreak true havoc upon the enemy even as we intersperse ourselves throughout their very midst. They would be as much a danger to themselves as they would be to us, if not moreso."

He leaned forward.

"We're like a dagger in the night. Hard to see until you're dead."

*Bump*

((Ooc:If this thread doesn't become active again withing 2 hours I am withdrawing from the war.))

((Ooc:If this thread doesn't become active again withing 2 hours I am withdrawing from the war.))

Dude, calm down, no ones on. Also Im building something very special for our forces, calm down.

((I'm just bored...))

OOC: Pardon me for deciding to take a break from here! I will post later. I'm bored too hence the freakin' break!

Cornileui get on we gotta talk!

OOC: I am online! Your the one that isn't! LOL!

IC:

President Server looked over his guests! "We gotta do this carefully if we are to be successful. The fate of the Galaxy lies in our hands!" He took a deep breath before he went on. "I'm going to propose that we form a countermeasure to the Galactic Empire. I suggest we form the Republic to take them on. What do you think?"

((Sorry...))
"I am not authorized to make such pacts. I am here merely to defeat the enemy, no more or less. If I fail I will discharge myself from the Covenant. We WILL not fail. The way I see it, they may have far superior numbers, but their technology will prove to be their downfall. Our energy shields are the best in the Galaxy and if you upgrade your vessels with them you will have a navy that can defeat any foe as long as we work together in this war."

"So you say. Forgive me if I seem rude but I would like to see a test of these shields before I authorize them to be placed on my Naval Vessels." John stated. "Not that I don't trust you but I prefer to see how these shields work under weapons fire. After all, its the safety of the crews that is at stake."

"I agree." The Admiral looked at the Covenent Dude(LOL!), "You dont have to join, but you can be an ally of the Republic."

"Test away. We have taken a nuclear blast on our smallest ships and survived. We also have smaller version for vehicles and infantry at your disposal."
I turn to Klington and say,
"If your Republic will remain a loyal ally to the Covenant, then so be it. Let us pledge."

"An alliance is good. As Tasak said, you don't have to join the Republic to help in the war against the Sith!" Server stated. "I have already been given permission by the Senate to propose this. If we agree here, I can garuntee that it'll pass our Congress. This Republic will allow us to share technology alot easier and to develop weapons that'll aid our fight against the evils of the Galactic Empire."

"I will recruit as many allies as I can to our cause. I believe I have a connection to a very powerful region.

"very well. Now we must turn our attention to what weapons we'll be using and developing. I know we had limited discussion on this but now is the time to discuss it more thoroughly!" James said.

Death is upon you... and I am its keeper. High Charity is here; soon you shall know the grave.

"Our number is legion; Our name is death"
The transmission resounded through the space of the former allies
"By the Ruinous powers....By the Dark hands of their earthly servants; all who oppose the darkness shall know pain and suffering beyond imagination. By the Eight Pointed Star....By the great Plague, the Shaper of things; Change, by the Blood God and the Skull Throne, by the Dark Prince of Pain and pleasure....You shall all know death and chaos..."
And with a gurgling throaty hiss, the transmission ended.

Death is upon you... and I am its keeper. High Charity is here; soon you shall know the grave.

YEAH SITHS0RS!!!!11111111 I WILL UNLEASH MY D00M UP0N Y0US!!!!11111SHIFTONEONEONE1111111!!!!11111

YEAH SITHS0RS!!!!11111111 I WILL UNLEASH MY D00M UP0N Y0US!!!!11111SHIFTONEONEONE1111111!!!!11111

OOC: What the hell are you on?

"Our number is legion; Our name is death"
The transmission resounded through the space of the former allies
"By the Ruinous powers....By the Dark hands of their earthly servants; all who oppose the darkness shall know pain and suffering beyond imagination. By the Eight Pointed Star....By the great Plague, the Shaper of things; Change, by the Blood God and the Skull Throne, by the Dark Prince of Pain and pleasure....You shall all know death and chaos..."
And with a gurgling throaty hiss, the transmission ended.

I hope this doesnt mean you know what we are doing...
Because then I might have to iggy you.

OOC: Read it. Transmission; I'm just transmitting. A little scare tactic, if you will

"Our technology is mainly plasma-based but we are also perfecting Magnetic Acceleration. We have large cannons that uses this technology that has nearly wiped out an entire fleet before. Our plasma is useful from taking down shields to artillery to light automatic rifles. We also use a heat-seeking automatic rifle that can be dual-wielded. It homes in on any target and homes in on it as long as it has heat being generated from it. It is deflected by many very powerful shields like the ones produced on our ships, but the combat armor shields are an exception. Our Jackals' hand shield is only vulnerable to plasma-based weapons but the Jackals themselves are suspectible to grenades. As you can see, we have a huge variety of weapons."

OOC: What the hell are you on?

OOC:
It was my n00b impression.

OOC: I was told to come here by UC, so, that's my connection.

IC: A slipspace rupture emerged out of the blackness of space, out of it came the sleek, shark-like prow of a covenant cruiser. Almost immediately, it hailed several flagships in the area, attempting to locate the hierarch:

Sharqoui, my hierarch has directed me here, for a..."council", i am unfamiliar with your culture and traditions, so, I request a guide to dock.

To whomever it may concern.

Shipmaster 'Zukomee fumed. Why? Why must we, the covenant deal with the verminous sharqoui, our war cannot be going badly enough that we need their aid. Or maybe it is the other way around? Maybe they are being accepted into the covenant? If so, I'll not surrender my ship's command to one of those foul vermin....

OOC: sorry my post is so...terrible. But I was only told to come here, no other Intel was given. If you don't like my RPing skills, or I just don't belong, then ignore this and leave a small message saying to delete this post.

Death is upon you... and I am its keeper. High Charity is here; soon you shall know the grave.
I am glad you can join us, my friend. We are currently trading our technology that we can use.

The Pikmin fleet commander frowned. He hadn't heard about this treaty. Then again, he had been desperately busy securing his borders, and makng sure Sith could not come up against him undetected.

OOC: I'm the terminally insane guy who declared war on the Galactic Empire by myself, with maybe 1-2 UFP members to help me. However, I have a terminally huge fleet. Albeit a terminally huge fleet without any shields, armour, or FTL engines, but...

He decided to send a delegation to the conference, along with a small fleet.

Fleet:

4500 Sheargrub Aerial Support and Ground Support Fighters.

500 Bulborg Assault Transports: 150 Elite Red Pikmin Soldiers, 75 Yellow Pikmin Engineers, 25 Blue Pikmin Special Ops each.

150 Dwarf Bulbear Warships : Weapons: 3 BombRockLaunchers, 2 laser cannons.

5 Smoky Progg Fleet Flagships: Weapons: 12 BombRockLaunchers, 5 laser cannons,

OOC: My fleet may be large, but the ships are organic (easy to breed), cheap, and virtually weaponless. The armor is prettymuch pathetic, and only a few ships in my fleet have half-decent speed. Basically, my 'fighters' are used for cannon fodder, and combating infantry. They tend to lose against the infantry in 10-1 sitauations, due to the fact they have no ranged weapons.. My infantry are also not very good, and that's my elite troops. But, as they say, Quantity beats quality any day.

IC: The fleet flew through a large WarpGate, and began to slowly form near Corneliu Prime. (Since my ships are made out of organical material, molecular re-arangement is a bit harder. However, it takes about 35 minutes to travel anywhere, and the ships are extremely vulnerable when forming.)

A message was broadcast from the ship: The Sith are our enemies. You are enemies of the Sith. Although our First Crusade against them was completely unsuccesful, we hope that this Alliance may succeed and wipe the evil that is the Sith off the face of the universe.

YEAH SITHS0RS!!!!11111111 I WILL UNLEASH MY D00M UP0N Y0US!!!!11111SHIFTONEONEONE1111111!!!!11111

Noise fills the grave, now that you have come... You bring fire, and you bring death, but I will bow to none.

Go forth my warriors... Show them the meaning of pain.

OOC: Is it Cornelius Prime or Corneliu Prime? lol i am stupid

A small disruption in space in a high orbit around Corneliu Prime yielded into a large, brownish-green warship. The ship slowly rotated in space, pointing a communications array towards the planet.

OOC:
Concordiat Fleet Flagship Unyielding Fist:
Armament:
3x Spatial Assault Cannon, 30 rounds/gun
5x Nuclear missile silo, 3 missiles/silo, 5 mgtn yield per missile
50x 30mm Point-Defense cannon, 3000000 rounds/gun
55x Armis Ship-Ship missile system, 40 missiles/pod, 30 ton semi-armor piercing, HE warhead.

Armor:
5 meters Ablative Tiles,
10 meters steel/titanium overlay.

IC:
>>Encryption Code Tango, Concordiat Band-Q<<
This is the Concordiat ship Unyielding Fist. We overheard and decrypted the message out to the Core Worlds, and, now that we have space-faring technology, wish to assist your cause. Although our ships are low-tech and unwieldy by your standards, our ground forces are well prepared for surface combat and our will is strong.
-General Luis Thoma, Commander of the Concordiat Fleet
>>End Encryption, Channel Closed<<

The ship slowly rotated in space, evening the internal gravity as the troops manned their dropships in preparation to escort the General planetward, and thirteen fighters sped from the ship's launch bay and swarmed around it.

A slipspace rupture emerged out of the blackness of space, out of it came the sleek, shark-like prow of a covenant cruiser. Almost immediately, it hailed several flagships in the area, attempting to locate the hierarch:



Shipmaster 'Zukomee fumed. Why? Why must we, the covenant deal with the verminous sharqoui, our war cannot be going badly enough that we need their aid. Or maybe it is the other way around? Maybe they are being accepted into the covenant? If so, I'll not surrender my ship's command to one of those foul vermin....
A little beep emerges from a communicator in my ear. I press it and a message is given to me.
"Sir, Shipmaster 'Zukomee has brought his cruiser and his men here to aid us. What should I tell him?"
"Tell him to join Gave Mind and the rest of my fleet and wait for my orders or if Grave gives them to follow them and in that event, contact me."

OOC: Awww; everyones ignoring my threatening transmission..

OOC: Is it Cornelius Prime or Corneliu Prime? lol i am stupid

A small disruption in space in a high orbit around Corneliu Prime yielded into a large, brownish-green warship. The ship slowly rotated in space, pointing a communications array towards the planet.

IC:
>>Encryption Code Tango, Concordiat Band-Q<<
This is the Concordiat ship Unyielding Fist. We overheard and decrypted the message out to the Core Worlds, and, now that we have space-faring technology, wish to assist your cause. Although our ships are low-tech and unwieldy by your standards, our ground forces are well prepared for surface combat and our will is strong.
-General Luis Thoma, Commander of the Concordiat Fleet
>>End Encryption, Channel Closed<<

The ship slowly rotated in space, evening the internal gravity as the troops manned their dropships in preparation to escort the General planetward, and thirteen fighters sped from the ship's launch bay and swarmed around it.

OOC: Corneliuan Prime!

IC: e are glad to have you! You are cleared to land at the palace to meet our leader in the throne room!

A little beep emerges from a communicator in my ear. I press it and a message is given to me.
"Sir, Shipmaster 'Zukomee has brought his cruiser and his men here to aid us. What should I tell him?"
"Tell him to join Gave Mind and the rest of my fleet and wait for my orders or if Grave gives them to follow them and in that event, contact me."

OOC: The Grave Mind may not be here to join the alliance UC!

((He's part of the Covenant. He will aid us. Won't you Grave?))

"Our number is legion; Our name is death"
The transmission resounded through the space of the former allies
"By the Ruinous powers....By the Dark hands of their earthly servants; all who oppose the darkness shall know pain and suffering beyond imagination. By the Eight Pointed Star....By the great Plague, the Shaper of things; Change, by the Blood God and the Skull Throne, by the Dark Prince of Pain and pleasure....You shall all know death and chaos..."
And with a gurgling throaty hiss, the transmission ended.

John heard the messege and snickered to himself. He quickly shot off a burst of static and then places the room onto a secured channel so that only those authorized can transmit.

((He's part of the Covenant. He will aid us. Won't you Grave?))

Didn't kno that sorry.

"Mere empty threats, I assur eyou. Our alliance has grown tremendously. My friends at Pixeltopia will surely come to our aid."

Holy Covenant,

I'm glad you could join us! Pleaese transport here to the Presidential Palace.

"No, he has been ordered to join my fleet. He, too, is part of the Covenant empire and I have instructed him to follow my orders. He has the best Elites in our empire so they will prove to be very useful."

OOC: WHAT!? You, a hierarch of the covenant have allied yourself with gravemind! And you let the parasite infest the holy city of High Charity. Something is wrong hierarch....

IC: 'Zukomee stared in dumbstruck awe, there, the once noble and powerful city called High Charity, had just come from nowhere. He dimly relized the flashing light that indicated a message had been recieved. Forcing his gaze away from the fallen city, he read the message, only to grow more confused and angry. "The prophet of Truth wants us to link up with the parasite infested city, and work with it!". Another elite who was busying himself with some meaningless task looked up, his face was twisted with anger and horror, "First they let the parasite take the city, now they want us to work with it!?"

"That is exactley what the message says, and we cannot disobey the hierarchs, but nther the less, power up all weapons and be ready to fire if those foul parasite so much as send a spore at us and take us closer, but keep at least a kilometer distance away."

The lesser elite returned to work while 'Zukomee wondered what was going to happen...

A fast ship shot out of the docking bay of the Unyielding Fist and instantly vanishes into space. A split second later, a rip opened on the Corneliuan landing pad, shunting several pieces of litter and a small rock aside. The rift closed, and was replaced by a sleek ship with a luminous green sheen. Out walked General Thoma, flanked by two men carrying assault rifles and wearing black armor. Out from behind him came a rumbling tank, it's two cannons protruding from the large turret. The tank stopped and shut down, and three men jumped from the hatches and stood lasily around, as the general waited for a Corneliuan escort.

((If you search the roster of those in the Covenant you will see he is one of them. His Parasites will be quite useful.))

A fast ship shot out of the docking bay of the Unyielding Fist and instantly vanishes into space. A split second later, a rip opened on the Corneliuan landing pad, shunting several pieces of litter and a small rock aside. The rift closed, and was replaced by a sleek ship with a luminous green sheen. Out walked General Thoma, flanked by two men carrying assault rifles and wearing black armor. Out from behind him came a rumbling tank, it's two cannons protruding from the large turret. The tank stopped and shut down, and three men jumped from the hatches and stood lasily around, as the general waited for a Corneliuan escort.

They came and took them to the Palace. They entered 15 min. later at the meeting point! All of the nation here there to greet him.

The slowly forming Pikmin ships were almost done. They began to sluggishly move towards Corneliun Prime.

OOC: I see they have been accepted, but why. There usefulness does not outweigh the harm they have cause in the completion of the great journey and the downfall of high charity.

(I suggest this discussion is moved to the regions board, instead of ticking off everyone here)

"Hierarch, a fleet has appeared outside the planet. They seem to be friendly. What should we do?"
"Get contact with them. Corniliu, there's another fleet outside the planet. I'm getting a channel to them soon."

"Fleet? Nation of Origion?"

They came and took them to the Palace. They entered 15 min. later at the meeting point! All of the nation here there to greet him.

"Hello, friends. I am General Thoma of the Concordiat fleet, and I represent the will of the Council. Now, more to the point, there are three main things that our nation has to offer. Spatial Cannons, which shoot a round of polybdenum fibers into slipspace, at velocities calculated to bring them out of slipspace inside the targeted ship. This leads to a massive explosion, when the atoms of the round overlap with those in real space. Secondly, we are developing many more machines with these ploybdenum fibers, such as my ship. Thirdly, and most importantly, our surface forces are the most powerful in our region. They are completely based on tanks, yet these tanks sport 2x 12.8 cm K44 Cannon and 4x 20mm Ardenten cannon, making them veritable rolling battleships. They can break a line like a stick, and their small reactors can carry them around the Earth three times before they run out of fuel. Our army is entirely based on their existence."

"Don't know. Do you have contact with them yet, 'Yukunamee?"
"No, hierarch. It has not yet reached them."
I turn to the General and say,
"Greetings, General. Your cannons seen to be useful in the future, but what about your other strengths? Ground forces? What are your secondary weapons in the case your cannons are destroyed?"

The fleet responded with a quick: "We are enemies of the Sith. We have heard of your Alliance to destroy them, and so have come. Although most of our ships are weaponless, due to the war, we hope that they may provide support.

"Hello, friends. I am General Thoma of the Concordiat fleet, and I represent the will of the Council. Now, more to the point, there are three main things that our nation has to offer. Spatial Cannons, which shoot a round of polybdenum fibers into slipspace, at velocities calculated to bring them out of slipspace inside the targeted ship. This leads to a massive explosion, when the atoms of the round overlap with those in real space. Secondly, we are developing many more machines with these ploybdenum fibers, such as my ship. Thirdly, and most importantly, our surface forces are the most powerful in our region. They are completely based on tanks, yet these tanks sport 2x 12.8 cm K44 Cannon and 4x 20mm Ardenten cannon, making them veritable rolling battleships. They can break a line like a stick, and their small reactors can carry them around the Earth three times before they run out of fuel. Our army is entirely based on their existence."

"What if a nation uses hyperdrives or jumpengines or warp engines? How does this weapon affect them?" John asked.

Jackson, who had been listening quietly to the meeting (which was quickly degenerating into a squabble), decided that this was the right moment to put forth his contribution.

"Gentlemen, please, may I have your attention?" everyone gathered around the table turned to look at him, and he continued, "All of your races, and peoples have unique technologies and weapons, which could proove very useful against the Sith threat. However," he reached into his pocket, withdrawing a portable holographic generator and setting it on the table, "We lack a test bed for our combined technologies."

"With that, I give you the, well, it doesn't have a name yet," With that, he activated the the holoprojector and this (http://www.shipschematics.net/yamato/images/edf/battleship_greatyamato.jpg) schematic image appeared, floating over the table.

"She's a battleship. A class of vessel our navy has been considering for a few years, but hasn't implemented. She has an interesting modular design, which allows for easily interchangable parts. I believe this design would suit use perfectly. Her size, a solid twelve kilometers, wouldn't hurt when taking on Imperials."

"So, gentlemen, what is the verdict?"

The fleet responded with a quick: "We are enemies of the Sith. We have heard of your Alliance to destroy them, and so have come. Although most of our ships are weaponless, due to the war, we hope that they may provide support.

"Let them pass through the defense perimeter!" James said in a comm device. "We await there presence here. Now for all the late commers, I am President James Server and this is my son, Admiral John Server who leads our military forces."

OOC: Guys i'm not being moany or anything but i ignore interdimmensional stuff. I have had enough of that kind of tech wanking with the ESUS, and no more. I just accept normal i shoot you and you shoot me stuff.

PS: I have had that type of tech for ages as the Shivans, if you want to go that way trust me i will win.

But seriously keep away from tech wanks and horrible headache shit or i will respond in kind.

"With a bit of modification this ship would work. What if it has to make a landing for any reason? Would the bottom be crushed?"
Another beep.
"Corniliu, I have a channel. Openeing it."
The fleet responded with a quick: "We are enemies of the Sith. We have heard of your Alliance to destroy them, and so have come. Although most of our ships are weaponless, due to the war, we hope that they may provide support."

Jackson, who had been listening quietly to the meeting (which was quickly degenerating into a squabble), decided that this was the right moment to put forth his contribution.

"Gentlemen, please, may I have your attention?" everyone gathered around the table turned to look at him, and he continued, "All of your races, and peoples have unique technologies and weapons, which could proove very useful against the Sith threat. However," he reached into his pocket, withdrawing a portable holographic generator and setting it on the table, "We lack a test bed for our combined technologies."

"With that, I give you the, well, it doesn't have a name yet," With that, he activated the the holoprojector and this (http://www.shipschematics.net/yamato/images/edf/battleship_greatyamato.jpg) schematic image appeared, floating over the table.

"She's a battleship. A class of vessel our navy has been considering for a few years, but hasn't implemented. She has an interesting modular design, which allows for easily interchangable parts. I believe this design would suit use perfectly. Her size, a solid twelve kilometers, wouldn't hurt when taking on Imperials."

"So, gentlemen, what is the verdict?"

John looked it over like a military man. "I do prefer manuverability but this ship would be useful against a Super Star Destroyer in my book. Load this up with torpedoes and all sorts of weapons and it'll be a grand ship to have."

Jackson, who had been listening quietly to the meeting (which was quickly degenerating into a squabble), decided that this was the right moment to put forth his contribution.

"Gentlemen, please, may I have your attention?" everyone gathered around the table turned to look at him, and he continued, "All of your races, and peoples have unique technologies and weapons, which could proove very useful against the Sith threat. However," he reached into his pocket, withdrawing a portable holographic generator and setting it on the table, "We lack a test bed for our combined technologies."

"With that, I give you the, well, it doesn't have a name yet," With that, he activated the the holoprojector and this (http://www.shipschematics.net/yamato/images/edf/battleship_greatyamato.jpg) schematic image appeared, floating over the table.

"She's a battleship. A class of vessel our navy has been considering for a few years, but hasn't implemented. She has an interesting modular design, which allows for easily interchangable parts. I believe this design would suit use perfectly. Her size, a solid twelve kilometers, wouldn't hurt when taking on Imperials."

"So, gentlemen, what is the verdict?"

General Thoma stood in awe of the design. He rubbed his eyes. The hologram did not waver. "My god! Is this a real ship?" The hologram was larger the Unyielding Fist, which was only three kilometers long. "Yes, yes. This is certainly a massive undertaking, yet an excellent one. The Concordiat is in full support of it."

"I will accept the useage of this ship but I will still use my own ships. I request that a few of these vessels be donated, with a large number of volunteers, to Grave Mind. His parasites will fester in their bodies and we can send them to enemy ships to infect the men on board. It is a tactic that has not failed the Flodd before."

OOC: Guys i'm not being moany or anything but i ignore interdimmensional stuff. I have had enough of that kind of tech wanking with the ESUS, and no more. I just accept normal i shoot you and you shoot me stuff.

PS: I have had that type of tech for ages as the Shivans, if you want to go that way trust me i will win.

But seriously keep away from tech wanks and horrible headache shit or i will respond in kind.

OOC: A good rule to go by!

In a dark corner of the room, good eyes could see that something lurked there, as if waiting for something. Silent breaths here, silent breaths there, the figure kept quite to his intentions with being there, and kept severly silent as to not disturb the peoples inside.

Indeed the entity lurking therein was interested in this conversation, he had left earlier, or so they thought. Now only bright-red eyes shown in the darkness that he stood within, directed toward the peoples. Something like rough skin could be heard to a keen eye scraping against the wall, as if some kind of tail had wisped in interest over the past few seconds.

A slight hiss was emitted, only so silent in its length. This entity had every intention to speak with the Corneliu President in private....at the end of the conversation.

((Whatever.))
"This is good and all, but I have one question: What are we up against? We know our technology, but is it really going to be up against our enemy's waves of men?"

OOC: So; UC, how many of your allies are actually you? You seem to be able to speak for them well enough as yourself

The Pikmin ambassador, who was using a Comscreen from his ship, agreed.
"A combination of technologies would show our trust in each other. We ar not an advanced race, although we do have one thing to offer."

He then pressed a button, and an advanced genecoding image arrived on the other end. His voice came through, saying "That is our most advanced armor. RegenXB7. When put on a ship, approximately... 0.78 metres thick for a ship of your size, it grows, and covers all parts of the ship not designated by this chemical." A picture of a bottle appears, with the bottle having a picture of an X on it. "The armor grows surprisingly quickly when given extra nutrients. I believe it could cover the ship in about 2.7 days, from a tiny sample I have here. Once grown, it is reasonably strong, and extremely regenerative. It can regenerative itself within 5 seconds (from one shot against it), netralizing any light attacks on the armor. Although it can be burnt away by heavy weapons, it can grown back with 23 seconds, unless the hole is more than 85 metres squared. It appears as green armor plating, and is our proudest achievement. "

We hope this technology can help your dreadnought in destroying the enemy.

((OOC: I only have 1 account if that's what you mean. I am a higher rank than them in the Covenant.))

((Whatever.))
"This is good and all, but I have one question: What are we up against? We know our technology, but is it really going to be up against our enemy's waves of men?"

"That remains to be seen. We know the enemy has a death star which can destroy whole planets. Other technology is definitely of Sith Origin. The only way we know if the tech is useful is to test it on Sith targets but if we do that, we'll have a war before we're ready to wage it. That is a disaster waiting to happen." James stated as he looks around the room. In a far of cornor he spots what appears to be a shadow and shoots off a telepathic messege.

Don't know if your able to communicate telepathically or not so I'm sending this messege anyway. What is it you want

OOC: OOC: So; UC, how many of your allies are actually you? You seem to be able to speak for them well enough as yourself

Not me, I wanna speak for myself, just look at the squabbles we have had(And I am still doubtful), but I don't want to piss off the hierarchs.

No offense holy one.

OOC: Guys i'm not being moany or anything but i ignore interdimmensional stuff. I have had enough of that kind of tech wanking with the ESUS, and no more. I just accept normal i shoot you and you shoot me stuff.

PS: I have had that type of tech for ages as the Shivans, if you want to go that way trust me i will win.

But seriously keep away from tech wanks and horrible headache shit or i will respond in kind.

OCC: Then scratch my Spatial Cannon, i'll stick with the missiles

Maverick was somewhat pleased with the responce, and moved about answering the questions.

"First, a ship twelve kilometers long, weighing countless million tonnes generally doesn't land on a planet, however, should it be required, the underbelly weapons would have to be ejected. I'm certain that the superstructure of the craft would survive the landing, though I couldn't say the same for the crew. Second, we only have one of these vessels, a prototype almost completed, docked at a military installation within our system. However, with outside help they could easily be mass produced. Third, for a ship its size, its maneuverable enough."

"Finally," he turned to the UC rep, "I refuse to subject these ships and their crews to any sort of viral weaponry, no matter how much damage it does. We care for our people, good sir."

OOC: Oh hurry up with it already. The sooner you 'declare war', the sooner we can crush you. We have billions; we have armies, fleets and defences; each ready to die for the greater good of the GE; we exist to crush pretentious little Republics (You being the Third)

"A challenge. I like challenges. Well, I look on the bright side. If we are wiped out, then at least the parasites will live to continue and infect."
I turn to the ambassador.
"This technology will prove useful, I believe. If we combine it with my shield generators on the ships proposed, we will have even better nearly indestructible ships."

"Luckily," Migor stated, "Our former ally Pentova was able to scrounge some older Sith equipment from the scrapyards of the Empire. We have three very outdated Star Destroyers, and many smaller ships and weaponry to try. This could be invaluable to us I believe."

OOC: Nothing is indestructible; especially flawed shields from a young nation; we've already seen ways around your shields. :P

Don't know if your able to communicate telepathically or not so I'm sending this messege anyway. What is it you want

A louder hiss this time came from the corner, everyone able to hear, somewhat.

I await you, and I await a chance to see if I can trust you. YOU will see when I am ready why I am here. Do not send anyone near me, or I will kill them.

Maverick was somewhat pleased with the responce, and moved about answering the questions.

"First, a ship twelve kilometers long, weighing countless million tonnes generally doesn't land on a planet, however, should it be required, the underbelly weapons would have to be ejected. I'm certain that the superstructure of the craft would survive the landing, though I couldn't say the same for the crew. Second, we only have one of these vessels, a prototype almost completed, docked at a military installation within our system. However, with outside help they could easily be mass produced. Third, for a ship its size, its maneuverable enough."

"Finally," he turned to the UC rep, "I refuse to subject these ships and their crews to any sort of viral weaponry, no matter how much damage it does. We care for our people, good sir."

"Very well. It is a vile suggestion anyway. The Flodd will have to find its own hosts. I will try to have these ships mass produced with the shields and regenerative armor, if Corniliu bids it so."

A louder hiss this time came from the corner, everyone able to hear, somewhat.

I await you, and I await a chance to see if I can trust you. YOU will see when I am ready why I am here. Do not send anyone near me, or I will kill them.

The General spotted the thing now, and used a COM unit to speak some unaudible words. Outside, barely noticeable, a tank rumbled to life, but did not move. The two infantrymen who had escorted him out of the ship came to the door, not aiming but still acting nervous. The General spoke "What or who are you? You are no Sith that I know of, nor any semblence of a creature in our limited database..."

"Ah! Just leave the damned thing alone, it means no harm, otherwise it would of killed us when we first saw it!"

OOC: Nothing is indestructible; especially flawed shields from a young nation; we've already seen ways around your shields. :P
((Ooc:I am aware that it is not indestructible, I said it was nearly indestructible. And the shields are NOT my invention and I am aware they have flaws. So F-off))
I turn to the General and say,
"Do not worry. There is a small alien creature in the corner, but do not worry. As long as you don't move near it, he won't hurt you."

"Ah! Just leave the damned thing alone, it means no harm, otherwise it would of killed us when we first saw it!"
"I understand. I merely meant to tighten security against more intruders, and possibly against a suprise attack. I want to know what it is for information. It is not my intention to hurt it, I want to learn of it."

"Don't we all..." I say to myself.
"So, I believe we are at an agreement. We build these new ships as well as our fleets and then go on the offensive. We will all continue to recruit allies to defeat this evil tyrant."

"I understand. I merely meant to tighten security against more intruders, and possibly against a suprise attack. I want to know what it is for information. It is not my intention to hurt it, I want to learn of it."

"Whom wishes to learn more of me," spoke the entity loudly in a slurred, reptilian kind of way, "if you want to know of me, come closer. Perhaps you are worthy of my strength."

"if you want to know of me, come closer. Perhaps you are worthy of my strength."
:D ...

sorry.

"That is a nice one."

"Whom wishes to learn more of me," spoke loudly, yet slurred in a reptilian kind of way, "if you want to know of me, come closer. Perhaps you are worthy of my strength."
The general stares at the thing awkwardly, then speaks again into the COM. The rumble outside decreases somewhat, and there is the whining of hydaulics and treads moving. The infantrymen at the door stiffen, and look nervously into the window.

"I am not worthy. Our entire Concordiat was built on the backs of the army, and we are humble. Here I am hiding from the real war, speaking into a COM to my personal guard, not drawing my own pistol or making sure that it is loaded. I am not worthy. I command, I do not fight. Ours but to question why, theirs but to do and die."

"It is not your fault. The Sith have affected all nations. Now it is time for the nations to affect them."

"I am not worthy. Our entire Concordiat was built on the backs of the army, and we are humble. Here I am hiding from the real war, speaking into a COM to my personal guard, not drawing my own pistol or making sure that it is loaded. I am not worthy. I command, I do not fight. Ours but to question why, theirs but to do and die."

The red eyes in the darkness were combined with a bluish glare of light in the middile of the reddish gaze, as if the creatures reptilian pupils came to life. It seemed somewhat angered at the Commanders response.

"Then," responded the creature from the darkness, "when I come to see if this President is worthy of my secret, shall I easily slay you."

"Why do you only speak with the President when this meeting is for all involded in this war and those who wish to be involved?"

"Why do you only speak with the President when this meeting is for all involded in this war and those who wish to be involved?"

"BECAUSE," roared the creature loudly, "I WAS JUST HERE AND SHALL NOT EXPOSE WHOM I TRULY AM!"

Admiral Tasak had his Battle Armor expand into Battle Mode and Pulled out his Wazishki and powered it up. He than began to walk over to the strange beast...

I speed my hoverchair, blocking the admiral's way.
"Leave this creature be. Corniliu, I suggest we adjorn for the time being so you may speak with this creature. I will consult my fleet. I suggest the rest of you do the same. Let us meet back in a half hour. If you would, I think it would be good if we got an idea on how strong our navies are, so count your population. Begin work on the ships if you will."

The red eyes in the darkness were combined with a bluish glare of light in the middile of the reddish gaze, as if the creatures reptilian pupils came to life. It seemed somewhat angered at the Commanders response.

"Then," responded the creature from the darkness, "when I come to see if this President is worthy of my secret, shall I easily slay you."

The responce sparked the general, who started to rage. He pointed to the wall. "You here that rumble out there, Beast? That is 126 tons of solid Concordiat armor and cannon. If you dare touch me, yes you may kill me, but that thing out there will knock down this wall and blow you to Hell where you came from! Those men outside the door, their assault rifles' bullets will rip you apart. Then, before it jumps, my ship will plaster the very point where you are standing with non-nuclear ordinance! And I, might I add, although I am a coward, I admit, am not incompetent nor untrained."

He spoke into his COM again, and the infantrymen banged on the door, as the rumble outside increased again and the squealing tank treads became awfully loud.

Admiral Tasak had his Battle Armor expand into Battle Mode and Pulled out his Wazishki and powered it up. He than began to walk over to the strange beast...

In an instant the creature leaped from the darkness as a flash, an image in fast motion. As he stopped with one reptilian foot on the ground, then another, his figure came into clear view. He stood at least seven feet tall, and looked like, if not similar, to a Komodo Dragon. Humanoid features came only with his arms and legs, and his chest, yet everything else remained kin to the reptile. He flashed his teeth in anger, his tail slammed to the floor in anger.

"I am Komodren, and ye shall be tested worthy of my trust!"

EDIT!

He ignored the all there, but the Battle Armored Soldier. His gaze lay on the Admiral...

Plasma fire erupts from my chair, stunning the beast.
"Stop this foolishness immediately! State your buisness here. Admiral, I think it would be best if you left the room."

In an instant the creature leaped from the darkness as a flash, an image in fast motion. As he stopped with one reptilian foot on the ground, then another, his figure came into clear view. He stood at least seven feet tall, and looked like, if not similar, to a Komodo Dragon. Humanoid features came only with his arms and legs, and his chest, yet everything else remained kin to the reptile. He flashed his teeth in anger, his tail slammed to the floor in anger.

"I am Komodren, and ye shall be tested worthy of my trust!"

The General droped his sword, and screamed "BATTLE IT IS FRIEND!" And tackled the Komodo dragon like creature meeting him halfway, they both tumbled to the ground and the Admiral laughed hard as the two 'men' wrestled on the ground...

Instantly the Komodren recovered, his claws slashing through the chest armor of the Admiral. Quickly biting the arm of the Battle Soldier beneath him, then having him forced a top of him on a roll. Then quickly regained the top position to slash across the Admirals face.

A quick gaze at the one in the chair signaled his next intentions, the Komodren using his feet claws to press hard on the stomic of the Admiral as he leaped with his jaws wide towards the one whom shot the stun at him...

James cracked up laughing. He then moved his hand and all that was moving rose up into the air and were frozen inplace. In the process, he tosses all the weapons into a corner, stocked in a nice neat pile!

"Enough!" He stated. "We are going to come back to the origional discussion. We are here to discuss the attack on the Sith, not mess with a lifeform that chooses to meet with me only. Now everyone relax! As soon as that is done, I will lower you all"

OOC: Boy leave for a chat with my gf and see what happens. I had to use my jedi abilities to calm everyone down. And my gf says I have an anger problem as well so watch it :-p

As soon as the creature looked at me, my bodygaurds opened fire. Bullets and plasma alike ripped the creature apart, but they left it alive.
"Never, EVER attack a Hierarch of the Covenant. Don't even THINK of doing it."
Then Corniliu stops everybody, saying what he did.
"I kept this creature alive so you may speak with it. I believe everyone should consider my proposal of adjorning for twenty minutes."

"If this is an all out battle, I will join the others in my ship. But first..." the general spoke into the COM and the two infantrymen stood in the doorway, assault rifles ready. The men fired a sustained burst, a quick brrraapp which dwindleded behind the general as he passed through the building out to his tank.

The Admiral raised his hands into the air and grabed the beast before he got to far, the beast landed on the ground a short distance away from the Admiral, the Admiral then proceeded to Scissor Sweep the beast at its knees and then push it on its back, the Admiral than placed his knee on the beasts back and raised a fist signifing he would punch the beast in the face if it didnt calm down.... All the while laughing whole-heartdly...

John uses the force and stops the bolts and throws them into the ground near the creature. "I believe my father said enough." He said looking at them in midair!

At the moment he realized that the creature was shot, and then seeing how much pain he caused the beast, he removed his knee from the beast back to realive its pain.

The Komodren roared in pain, dropping to the ground, rolling five times before he hit a colom support for the ceiling. Literally he gasped, seeming to close his eyes with a steady breath. The Komodren was sadated....how long no one knew.

OOC: EVERYONE'S IN MIDAIR NOT MOVING!!!

"I don't know about you, but I am rejoining my fleet to count my men. I will return in seventeen minutes."

Yeah, I know. But w/e! LMFAO!

"I don't know about you, but I am rejoining my fleet to count my men. I will return in seventeen minutes."

OOC: Kinda hard when your in midair in my throne room don't you think?

OOC: Komodren in Mid-air, but DID fight...>>

The Komodren roared loudly, "Release me, now! I am Drakomis! I have come for a reason!"

The general walked back into the room, looking strangely at the suspended creatures. He calmly sat down at a chair, and put a large gun on the table. "Merely for my own defense, you see, good Admiral." The general loaded and cocked the gun, making a loud clicking noise.

"Now if you would kindly let me go, we are wasting time. My commanders are going to be joining me and I DON'T want to be late."

OOC:

Pertaining to Klingtons attacks on Komodren Drakomis, let us say that somehow he got up and was just about to attack when held in mid-air, ok? Leave it at that Klington! Lol

OOC:

Pertaining to Klingtons attacks on Komodren Drakomis, let us say that somehow he got up and was just about to attack when held in mid-air, ok? Leave it at that Klington! Lol

No lets just say my hands are about to clasp over your foot, hows that? lol

OOC: Wow Corneliu, you're right, I left for ten minutes, and now look what is happening. Suddenly, this got a lot more interesting...

((Guys I REALLY want to do a few things. I have 8 minutes left until 10:30, so if you wouldn't mind, please let me go.))

No lets just say my hands are about to clasp over your foot, hows that? lol

OOC:

Accepted, and agreed.

((Guys I REALLY want to do a few things. I have 8 minutes left until 10:30, so if you wouldn't mind, please let me go.))

OOC:

Just leave, ok? :)

((You have to let me go first. I'm still floating.))

"Now that everyone is calm down. Let us get back to business." He released his hand and everyone came crashing down. "please take your seats and lets get back to discussing what to do about the Sith!"

"I need to get my forces organized, so please excuse me. I suggest the rest of you do the same."

"Now that everyone is calm down. Let us get back to business." He released his hand and everyone came crashing down. "please take your seats and lets get back to discussing what to do about the Sith!"

The Komodren dropped, his vains clearly showing. Yet, he stood, and looked to the President.

"I apologize for my lack of control....I'm only 134 years old..."

OOC: Everyone is down!

"I forgive you, Komododren. I acted erroneously as well. My apologies." The general seemed calmer now, and his troops left to stand outside. "But, if I may enquire, what are you doing here?"

All forces... Advance!

A calmer voice came from the reptilian Komodren, his vains not showing so easily, and his breathing slowed. His eyes were no longer reddish, just a hazel eye-slit shown.

"I need to discuss matters with you on behalf of our involvement in this," a slight sigh. "Even as I and Anagonia am now apart and Loyal to the Galactic Empire, we are still a Good Nation, a Benevolent Nation. Intern, we could help with supplies of food and such, and perhaps open up our Plant of Novar and welcome some of your people." A drawn out breath, "I do not want to see you obliterated, that is why I say this."

"I forgive you, Komododren. I acted erroneously as well. My apologies." The general seemed calmer now, and his troops left to stand outside. "But, if I may enquire, what are you doing here?"

The Komodren looked to the General, "Thank you, and I am here for what I just spoke."

Grave, we're not attacking now!

All forces... Advance!
Um...that's pretty vague.
1-Where to?
2-Where from?
3-With what?
4-At who?

sorry, just wondering....

1-Nowhere
2-Nowhere
3-Nothing
4-Nobody
"Don't follow his orders anymore."

A calmer voice came from the reptilian Komodren, his vains not showing so easily, and his breathing slowed. His eyes were no longer reddish, just a hazel eye-slit shown.

"I need to discuss matters with you on behalf of our involvement in this," a slight sigh. "Even as I and Anagonia am now apart and Loyal to the Galactic Empire, we are still a Good Nation, a Benevolent Nation. Intern, we could help with supplies of food and such, and perhaps open up our Plant of Novar and welcome some of your people." A drawn out breath, "I do not want to see you obliterated, that is why I say this."

"That'll help in defeating the Sith. How much it'll help is still the question. Do you think that we can secretly dispatch a very very small number of personel to survey your planet?"

Clarify: All of MY forces advance to where the enemy is (honestly where else would I go?)

You are going to be crushed. Don't engage. PLEASE don't engage.

OOC: O, well I didn't plan on it anyway, judging the few posts he made, I think it would lead to rapid destruction/IGNORE....
(resists urge to send down representative and talk with people)

"That'll help in defeating the Sith. How much it'll help is still the question. Do you think that we can secretly dispatch a very very small number of personel to survey your planet?"

The Komodren grasped a data-pad from a place on his belt, its was hidden in the engagement because of its color. He handed it to the President of Corneliu.

"This is data on our Solar System."

Nova Kretani Solar System
-Stable Main Sequence Star, Information Pending
-Seven Planets - Possibly More
-Two Inhabitable - Possibly More
-Five Uninhabitable - Possibly Less

Stars:
----Nova Kretani----
-Possible Newborne Star
-Stable
-Emitting Orangish Light
-Classified as Class K Star

----Planets----
-First Planet: Mercrius
-Medium Mercury-Like Planet
-Closest to Star, Nova Kretani
-No Atmoshpere
-No Moon
-Uninhabitable due to Temperature Ratings

----Small Asteroid Belt----

-Second Planet: Anaki
-Unsuitable for Life
-Venus-Like Planet
-One Small Moon, unsuitable for life
-Possible Native Life, however due to tempature ratings and mostly-covering cloud layer, it seems not possible
-Two Lava Oceans

-Third Planet: Novar
-Medium Mars-Like Planet
-Perfect Atmosphere for Life
-One Huge Land Mass over an Entire Planetary Ocean
-Lush and Tropical
-Possible Native Life
-Two Moons, one amazing Mars-Like with hints of a suitable atmosphere and environment

-Fourth Planet: Zetin
-Small Gas Giant
-Neptune-Like Planet
-Eight Moons, possible most are suitable for life
-Bluish-Like Clouded Atmosphere
-Not Suitable to any Life
-Planetary Ring

----Large Asteroid Belt, most LIKLEY a broken planet----

-Fifth Planet: Nen'Kaji
-Rocky Desert Planet
-Midly Suitable for Life
-Mostly Desert, Two Oceans apparent
-Possible Native Life
-Four Moons, all have atmospheres expect one

-Sixth Planet: Xi'Tania
-Medium Gas Giant
-Saturn-Like Appearence
-Small Plentary Ring
-Unsuitable for Life
-Eighteen Moons

-Seventh Planet: Val'Kantar
-Large Rocky Planet
-Cold and Barren
-Hardly Suitable for Life
-Iced Surface, possible native life
-Three Moons

----Stable Asteroid Belt----

-----------------------------------------------------------------------

Homeworld is Novar
One Single Massive Continental Landmass called Anagonia
Suitable for Life

"Thanks for this. We'll dispatch a small diplomatic team to your world." James stated.

He turned to everyone else. "We have yet decided something that I have put forth. Shall we form the Galactic Republic?"

I return to the room right before he said this.
"I will be an ally of the Republic. May our bond last forever. Now if you'll excuse me, there are other matters I must attend to."

OOC: Well, it is getting quit late on the eastern coast of USA, so unless I find out what your "other matters" are UC in five minutes, I'm logging off.

OOC: I"m going off to bed! No one do anything till tomorrow!

OOC: Guys i'm not being moany or anything but i ignore interdimmensional stuff. I have had enough of that kind of tech wanking with the ESUS, and no more. I just accept normal i shoot you and you shoot me stuff.

PS: I have had that type of tech for ages as the Shivans, if you want to go that way trust me i will win.

But seriously keep away from tech wanks and horrible headache shit or i will respond in kind.

OOC: WELL BUGGER! InterD tech is kinda a cornerstone of Godular's tech.

Or, well... a cornerstone of my RPing, anyway. The main thing is that the dominion itself is situated in a VERY far removed dimension (On another earth in fact), and this is one of our primary defensive features. We also have a nigh-limitless supply of a particularly interesting explosive from another dimension.

What if I promise only to use it for commerce and such? We kinda NEED it for that.

And we can still use protospace, right? Its kinda like Balrogga's T-space, but it seems to have a latent holtzman effect.

OOC: I"m going off to bed! No one do anything till tomorrow!
NO POSTING HERE UNTIL TOMORROW YOU MORON!

OOC: = Out of Character = not directly pertinent to gameplay = I can post it whenever the hell I want, I DO believe.

OOC: WELL BUGGER! InterD tech is kinda a cornerstone of Godular's tech.

Or, well... a cornerstone of my RPing, anyway. The main thing is that the dominion itself is situated in a VERY far removed dimension (On another earth in fact), and this is one of our primary defensive features. We also have a nigh-limitless supply of a particularly interesting explosive from another dimension.

What if I promise only to use it for commerce and such? We kinda NEED it for that.

And we can still use protospace, right? Its kinda like Balrogga's T-space, but it seems to have a latent holtzman effect.

OOC:

Only problem with T-Space is that An Anti-Matter bomb could easily obliterate the entire dimension.

OOC: Well, it isn't EXACTLY like Balrogga's T-space. We can't directly observe anybody outside of Protospace, we can only read mass and gravity signatures, and people can read us too with the same gear. Oh, and singularity weapons can reach in protospace, but that's where another of our countermeasures come into play.

The main thing about protospace is that its pretty much... the plane that started it all. I suppose you could say its where the universe came from. And as such, any direct introduction of energy such as electrical current or extreme heat causes it to generate a spontaneous big-bang at the site of the introduction. Proportional to the amount of energy introduced. A simple blaster bolt would likely only cause an explosion a couple meters in radius, but a superlaser blast could reach a blast radius reaching into the many hundreds of kilometers. This blast hits both in protospace and in realspace.

Its why we use technologies that don't do that stuff. Flux cannons and Distortion Drives merely warp space to achieve their purposes, but if we were to go into more "Normal" stuff, we'd be shooting ourselves in the face. Hard.

OOC TAG

Kanuckistan may be willing to provide material aid to assist in efforts against the Sith, as they did with the Coreworlds Rebellion(which was rather ironic; the loyalist faction calling themselves the rebels and all that) - direct military intervention is not presently possible.

Shadaum was furious.' I send a humble messege giving my support and I dont even get a bloody ANSWER!' By the Gods, he thought, how I wish....very well. I shall withdraw my support for this outragious act. And to be accused of being a puppet of another country is outrageous! When my blood line reaches back 100 generations! I'll not have it, he thought. Shadaum stared around his throne room, watching some of the guards standing at stiff attention, trying not to be the subject of the Emperor's anger.

"Guard! Bring Admiral Alabar here at once." One of the guards quickly ran down the long hall and exited through a large set of oak doors. Minutes passed and Admiral Alabar entered followed by the guard. Striding up to the throne in his black admirals suit he saluted in smart military fashion then stood still. "You wished to see me my Emperor?"

"Yes Alabar, I did. I have recieved no reply from my effort to support this new alliance against the Sith. Its insulting to Thrashia! As well as to my person. I therefore command you to get in contact with this Sith...if is enemies have no wish for our support, he or she, might be interested in ours. Go at once." Alabar saluted again, turned with a sharp snap of his boots then marched from the throne room.Yes, Shadaum thought, what might the Sith think of my offer...

OOC: your request to attend might just've gotten caught up in all the OOC. Talk louder, that'll prolly do it.

Shadaum was furious.' I send a humble messege giving my support and I dont even get a bloody ANSWER!' By the Gods, he thought, how I wish....very well. I shall withdraw my support for this outragious act. And to be accused of being a puppet of another country is outrageous! When my blood line reaches back 100 generations! I'll not have it, he thought. Shadaum stared around his throne room, watching some of the guards standing at stiff attention, trying not to be the subject of the Emperor's anger.

"Guard! Bring Admiral Alabar here at once." One of the guards quickly ran down the long hall and exited through a large set of oak doors. Minutes passed and Admiral Alabar entered followed by the guard. Striding up to the throne in his black admirals suit he saluted in smart military fashion then stood still. "You wished to see me my Emperor?"

"Yes Alabar, I did. I have recieved no reply from my effort to support this new alliance against the Sith. Its insulting to Thrashia! As well as to my person. I therefore command you to get in contact with this Sith...if is enemies have no wish for our support, he or she, might be interested in ours. Go at once." Alabar saluted again, turned with a sharp snap of his boots then marched from the throne room.Yes, Shadaum thought, what might the Sith think of my offer...

Coded messege to Thrashia:

Sorry for a lack of Response. The State Department has been very busy. We accept your offer of support against the Sith! You are welcome to come to Corneliuan Prime to talk this over with President James Server!

Secretary of State Sheridan

OOC: Yea it did get lost in OOC Land! I apologize!

"Emperor sir, they are saying they lost are messege." Shadaum looked up from his comp desk. Alabar stood their at stiff attention. "Tell them I will be sending one represenative within the hour. And that represenative will be you Admiral." Shadaum watched Alabar's face for any sign of surprise. But his face was stone. "Very well my Emperor, I will leave at once as soon as I have sent them the messege over our comms." He saluted then turned and marched from the throne room.

OOC: Well sry, but it kinda annoyed me. I wont be able to send much military help for about a month NS time. So my support at first will be small.And I'm an ally of Parlim, so we will work well together.

"Emperor sir, they are saying they lost are messege." Shadaum looked up from his comp desk. Alabar stood their at stiff attention. "Tell them I will be sending one represenative within the hour. And that represenative will be you Admiral." Shadaum watched Alabar's face for any sign of surprise. But his face was stone. "Very well my Emperor, I will leave at once as soon as I have sent them the messege over our comms." He saluted then turned and marched from the throne room.

OOC: Well sry, but it kinda annoyed me. I wont be able to send much military help for about a month NS time. So my support at first will be small.And I'm an ally of Parlim, so we will work well together.

OOC: If it annoyed you then you missed my response! http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=7625277&postcount=87

List of allies as I have them to date:

Corneliu
United Cultures
Klington
ONI Concordiat
Parlim
Pikmin Prime
Tooney
Godular
Thrashia
The Fedral Union
American Republic
Holy Covenant
Eugoria IV

Admiral Alabar stepped off his tranport and onto the site of the confernce. Rubbing out a wrinkle in his black admiral's uniform he stepped down the coridor with two of his personal guards accompanying.

With express order to stay close in atmospere, his personal flagship "Reaper" a Super Shadaum awaited his return.

The American Republic Ship Velorus appeared in normal space, emerging from lightspeed.

General Sheridan looked at the planet and smiled. He remembers a time on a planet similar to this but it was a longtime ago. He then got down to business.

"I am General Sheridan of the American Republic Military Forces, on orders to attend this meeting. Shall I take my shuttle to the Palace to speed up my meeting him or shall I land at the spaceport?"

OOC: Another bit of info. Tooney has been annexed by the Empire and TFU is under a general ignore. He thinks he can ignore us at whim so we don't exist to him. Same goes for us to him. TFU = No rp.

OOC: Which is against...

Unified Sith
Coreworlds
Doomingsland
Chronasia
Corpsac
Roseway
Wolfchester
Wiseone
Confedracy of the Farstars
Ekardia
Extonia Minor
Outer Heaven MKII
Fascist Confederacy
Neo Mekanta
Weyr
Moleland
Pentovia
Tooney
Kaminos
The Imperial Navy

OOC: If it annoyed you then you missed my response! http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=7625277&postcount=87

List of allies as I have them to date:

Corneliu
United Cultures
Klington
ONI Concordiat
Parlim
Pikmin Prime
Tooney
Godular
Thrashia
The Fedral Union
American Republic
Holy Covenant

Uh, 'Scuse me.

I knew there was one I was forgetting!

*Hangs head in shame* Consider it edited!

*sniff* I'm good man, I'm good. *sniff*

Admiral Alabar stepped off his tranport and onto the site of the confernce. Rubbing out a wrinkle in his black admiral's uniform he stepped down the coridor with two of his personal guards accompanying.

With express order to stay close in atmospere, his personal flagship "Reaper" a Super Shadaum awaited his return.

When Admiral Alanbar entered the room, Server nodded to him. "Welcome Admiral. I'm glad you could join us."

Mean wile president bastidas was sitting around on the bridge chair of the UFS paladin –NX-12058 , the crew worked around him as he said “set a course for the Corneliuain home world maxim warp and get those escorts with us “.. with that 2 AEGIS class Tactical torpedo destroyer’s followed the paladin the paladins triangular saucer section gleaming in the light as it whooshed out with partials flowing behind it its new Probability warp drive working as smooth as ever .. a few hours later it dropped out of Probability drive whooshing out with 2 of its escorts behind rob sat in his chair sipping coffee saying “open a channel “ ops pressed a few buttons and opened a channel rob said sitting back in his chair thinking momentarily as his crew attended there duties “Hello down there “ he said in a normal yet stong tone “this is president Robert bastidas we are ready to beam down to the conference we are sorry were late we have a few problems wit the ship carrying us.. do we have clearance ? “

"Your cleared to land Mr. President. Or you can just beam down to the meeting site. There are no Transporter inhibitors. It is an important meeting so hurry up."