NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC:
This is done with Azaha's permission, and is part of the Black Crusade, so watch out for evil Chaos demons and such.

IC:
On the boarders of the Ravenos system a fleet glided past the first of the outer planets. It wasnt a large fleet, there wasnt a Piledriver. There were six DGNT ships total, two Millenia class destroyers, two Justice class destroyers, a Hive carrier and one Spotter class sensor ship.
They still had an air of menace.
The Spotter had been blocking their sensor signatures up until now, keeping all but the most advanced sensors from spotting them. Unfourtunatly for the systems populace it was already too late. The ships sheer momentum would carry them on to their target.
Inside the Millenia class ship Myria a single, horrible, deadly weapon sat. It was something which could destroy a world with a minimal effort. The satilite was only about ten feet across in its folded position. It looked vaugly like a gigantic beetle, its glossy black surface reflected the blank sides of the chamber.

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On the bridge the DGNT Fleet Admiral and a GLACORP representative were chatting up a representative of the Chaos forces.
Maybe they could make a sale today.
"So, once we deploy the satilite it will charge for a few minutes, about five I think, then the central power crystal will overload, this creates a certain wavelength of energy which is then channeled down towards the planet in a ringlike shape, once it impacts the surface the cohesion of the ring breaks and a powerful chain reaction is initiated, causing the hydrogen/oxygen in water to break up and combust, this spreads over the whole world amplifiying each time it hits a large body of water (Such as a person), and it will consume most of the planet within an hour.
For now we must see if there are any enemies, the satilite is rather vulnerable during its charging stage." The GLAcorp rep gestured towards a large screen, displaying the planet in question.

Lord Remiel turned from the window to look at the representative; smirking wryly, faintly letting the barest emotion cross his face before he turned back to examining the limitless gulf beyond them.
"Know this; your action shall be the genesis of this crusade; Chaos will burn the void itself, stars will snuff out, worlds will die; countless millions will die in the fires of oblivion, are you willing to live with that...And live you shall"
He chuckled and moved from them, looking about the ship.
"I want to see this weapon; I want to see life bring death....I want to see a world drown in the fires of its opposite element; let me view a world choking itself to death....Now"

"Indeed, its most ironic that a weapon can turn water into fire. But, as they say, it a 'dry heat'" (OOC: Arizona humour, Im sorry) "So its not as bad. Haha." The representative laughed a dry, buerocratic laugh, "If you wish to view the satilite itself, we can arrange that. Right now the orbital checks are taking place, this gives us a few minutes to have a look round."
The Admiral grunted and gestured to the navigation officer, the Millenia class ship began a slow roll, exposing the converted launch bay to the planet.
Through the simple rolled doors burning death would be liberaly applied to this green planet. The large ocean which could be observed on the right side of the planet would be the target, the ocean had no doubt givin rise to great civilizations sometime in the past, now it would result in the death of millions, maybe billions, and seed the destruction of vast tracts of space.
"Unfourtunatly the weapon only works on planets and in oxygen based environments, as you know, it requires water to function. Still, this planet looks to be Earthlike and should go up nicely."

OOC:
Stalling for Azaha, I dont know yet if he wants to fight over this or just let us frag his planet :)

On the flagship Uraj, warning alarms went off.

"Somthing approaching the farm world, shit, 8, no 10 things." said the tactical officer, panicked. "Lt.!"

"I heard you, shit! The grand Admiral has already left for the meeting, full alert status, ready weapons, lets hope the bastards dont come here."

OOC: your fraggint a farm world, not the home world, I need the home world.

The Millenia had finished its roll, the doors were fully open, exposing the small orb that held this planets death.
"Calculations are completed, all keyholders to bridge, all keyholders to bridge. Arming sequence has started."

On the bridge the assembled officers stood at full attention, in their dress uniforms.
One by one they spoke the code words that activated the satilite. Word by word, the planets fate was sealed.
In the bay, the satilite lit up, the tiny diodes along its side indicating activity.
The locking bar was retracted and the satilite fell in the ships artificial gravity. Once outside the bay its momentum carried it further, establishing the perfectly determined orbit. It slowly made its way over the planet.
The DGNT ships pulled back to a distance where the shortlived sun wouldnt fry them, and waited.
The satilite first shed its outer layer. Small explosive charges threw its black casing outward and the main dish unfolded, looking like a silver bowl polished to perfection. Space around the satilite shimmered slightly as the crystal initiated its main charging sequence, building the charge that would cause the crystal to explode.
Five minutes and seven seconds later it did.
The explosion wasnt especially large, a mere speck to any on the planet, and the white rings now descending towards the surface would not be visible against the sky, but soon enough everybody within a million lightyears would hear of this.

Down on the surface a farmer grunted as he fixed a new tire onto a harvest machine, so far this year things were looking good. He had managed to scrape up enough cash to purchase this and hopefully the ripe crops would be enough to make the payments on his new house and avoid getting his legs broken.
Some unknown instict made him look up.
"Wha-?"
That was his last 3/4 of a word.
The rings struck him and the middle of his field.
For a few seconds, nothing happened.
The farmer exploded.
Soon the tumbling fragments were vaporized in a growing ball of flame, acclerating as it gained more energy from the huge amounts of water around it. It struck the nearby ocean within ten minutes and its acceleration became totaly unstoppable, the flaming wall of death raced across the planets surface, whose population met a fate similar to that of the farmer.
Within an hour the planet was an inferno, nothing on the surface survived, there was nothing to breathe, there was no water left anywhere.
Ten minutes after the last trace of water was gone the reaction slowed down, the cloud of fire that had covered the world cleared and a vastly differnt surface was visible.
Endless plains of blasted rubble, sand, dust and a very few corpses were all that was visible. This vast new desert was viewed in near perfect detail, with no remaining atmosphere to obscure any details. A few spots on the planet were glowing, possibly were there had been large amounts of water to react, generating enough heat to melt rock or metal.

"And, as you can see, the practical aspect of all this is that you now have a perfect mining planet, all the natural resources are exposed and easy to mine with minimal interferance. The only real problem with the system is that the crystal is very, very rare, and so we only have a few dozen satilites. Any questions, your Lordship?"

He closed his hands, smirking as he watched the death of a world; drowned on the fire of its own lifesblood. A truly chaotic sight.
"Indeed; you have proved yourself as worthy allies and this technology....Truly remarkable. I ask but one favor. Open a channel with one of their ships....I would have words with them"

The rep. nodded to the Admiral, who in turn gestured to the comms officer. The comms officer sent a hail to the Azaha ships..
"Indeed, we assure you that we have much more to show. A wide range of biological, chemical and...haha, other weapons are avalible at reasonable prices from GLACORP, demonstrations can be arranged for these as well. Conventional arms are more our specialty though, as well as starships, you may have heard of the Piledriver Planetbusters?"

The Lt stared at the new devistation on his viewscreen.

"By the Emporer's name..."

OOC: only one Azahan ship in the system as of now

OOC:
Ah, anyway, youve got hail :P

Remiel strode to the ships comm station.
"People of Azaha, servants of a False Emperor; know that this is but the prelude of your doom...We are Chaos; the powers Undivided....Yield to us or this devestation will spread. We are the harbingers of doom; we are the end of Men. Even the Inquisition cannot stand against us....You may remember a certain ship, lost to the Warp. On its return, look skyward, and the final days will loom, and from the sky absolution will come....Now this; in the name of the True Emperor"

"Call back the fleet! Tell the Grand Admiral to get back up here! We looking what looks like another damn black crusade!"

"Admirial is on his way up now, the our battlegroup will be here within half an hour."

"Good, open a com to foul demons" "Opened"

"Your purgatation is at hand foul demons, you will be cleansed, and you will pay for what you have done!"

"Turn the fleet around, prepare for hyperspace. I want to be ready to leave IMMIDIATLY after his Lordship here is finished. Nintey percent power to rear shields, power the main weapons, dont launch any fighters though, we want to have a quick getaway in case they have any reinforcements."
The fleet turned, jetting away from the enraged Azaha ship, leaving a trail of mini-antimatter mines behind for any pursuing ships.

"I am done." He turned to who he assumed was the leader and smirked impishly.
"Welcome to the fold, brother" He help out his hand, offering his thanks and sealing the pact.
"Do you see now what you aid....Do you see now, what they recognise in us? They see their doom is at hand; and they panic. Once they find that ship; they shall know us, and they shall fear"

A small dropship entered the landing bay of the Uraj, shortly there after, it sped towards the fleeing fleet.

"Charge Ion cannons! Activate PD systems, U-" explosions rattled the ship was the mines hit the sheilds.

The ship pitched up and went above the line of mines, then sped towards the ships.

"Hyperspace, now." The Admiral barked at the Nav officer, "Fire the topside cannons, get that ship off us!" He turned to the Chronosian Lord, "Thank you, we hope that your relationship with Dontgonearthere is both peaceful and profitable." He pefromed an elaborate salute, the lighting of the ship made his many medals flash impressivly.
At that moment the fleets hyperdrives caught and the stars stretched into infinity as the ships shot down a seemingly endless blue-black tunnel.
"We hope that you will enjoy further demonstrations of GLACORP technology, next week we can show you the interesting effects of DS2, its a highly corrosive gas that has interesting effects on organic beings. Nasty way to die."

The cannon fire just barely missed the Uraj as it sped towards the now empty space where the enemy fleet used to be.

"Shit shit shit!" one panicky bridge officer said, as the grand Admirial strode into the bridge.

"Sir, demons... chaos, they have decimated the farm world..."

"Chaos... it cant be."

"It is sir... they even hailed us. Sounds like they plan to make another incursion."

"The bastards... contact Azaha Prime, ready our empire for war!"

"Interesting...." He smiled. "A viral weapon would be a welcome addition to our arsenal. Your aid will be welcome in the coming tumult. This is the long war, the great battle of our time. We shall bring misery and death to a thousand worlds; the galaxy will bleed and burn before our terrible eyes..."
He cackled, a long dark laugh.
"We return to the heart of the Imperium; Chronosia Prime. Send word to all our allies to meet there; for my father has rallied every soldier, every creation, every weapon and ship of his Empire; He his called back his chosen sons, me included...And the hour is nigh. He calls out with dark heart; Let the Black Crusade begin!"

OOC
Is that for another thread, or shall we recycle this one?

IC:
"Right, set coarse for Chronosia Prime, tell Fleet Command we may be a bit delayed in returning, inform them that the test was successful though and Lord Remiel was most impressed with the weapon."
The Fleet dropped out of Hyperspace just long enough to turn and jump again, appearing for about a minute.
Back on Earth, GLACORP representatives rubbed their hands gleefully, awaiting a new era in profitable sales.

OOC: its to kinda tie this in to a main thread where the Crusade begins, the armies are rallied; united, and the war begins in earnest :P

OOC:
Meh, maybe this should be the 'Dramatic planet blowing-upping thread'.

OOC: I thought thats what this was...

OOC:
Yeah, but only for that one planet.
I still have a few superweapons, and no doubt Chaos has their own that they might want to use.

The Flagship Mutialation sped forth through the warp, it's tail ends warping due to the extreme speeds. A gigantic fleet of warships followed it, laying beacons for any other warships that would come later. Finally, the warp seemed to overlap with real-space, creating a space where the ships could safely exit the warp. Finally, the ships left the warp, appearing in real-space. They zoomed overhead, blocking out the shining sun.

Urien Rakarth, Master Haemonculus, lent over to the comm. He smiled and sent out a hail to the Dontgonearthere ships.

"My, my. You work fast, too fast. My forces clamour blood, and every second spent without bloodshed increases their frenzy. Let me have one of these planets, and I will show you what pain really means."

Remiel smiled as their allies hailed them.
"Certainly, take a world; burn it to the ground; sew more fear and discord amongst our foes. They will fall from within before they are crushed from without."
He smirked.
"Now; we go to rally at my homeworld; be sure to bring your main fleet to us...And we can begin"

One of the ever-present Nighthawk recon vessels of the Al-Imvad Star Fleet picked up the nearby presence of a Piledriver, and began moving to say give a friendly hello to a ship belonging to a close ally. It sent the obvious query about what was happening that dictated a gathering of so many large ships, and whether Al-Imvadjah might partake.

OOC:
There isnt a Piledriver around here, just a small fleet, which is gone now, but for the sake of RP...

IC:
"Efficency is the wossname of progress, if we personaly went down and burned every city on that planet to the ground, how long would it have taken us? This way we get most of the satisfaction with almost no effort. There are a few other inhabited planets around here though, you can have those. We can cover your backs while you burn stuff." HE turned to Remiel, "Aye, should we send a mesage for the Piledrivers we have on loan to join us there? The King hasnt contributed much in the way of armed force. ON the other hand he hinted that there might be another Dessicator avalible shortly. I imagine its on one of the Piledrivers, that would be his sort of joke." The way he said 'joke' made it fairly obvious that the King prided himself on his surgically removed sense of humour.

TAG cant be bothered to post yet, and also need to post in as Ravanos Empire soon

*tagged and noted*

OOC: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=383160
it begins! This is the meeting place for the start of our conflict!