NationStates Jolt Archive

By this distance from the home star, there was no longer any light on the hull. The crew of the Istanbul prepared the ship for possible attack. All guns were manned and the mass driver extended and loaded. The last time a ship had ventured outside the solar system it was promptly destroyed. The computers had been downgraded to avoid Porn-Spam attacks.

"Captain, should I attepmt to send out a peace message?", said the comm operator.

"Ok son, go ahead... but don't expect any ECF ship to give us warning before we die"

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Note:

Wicket class scout
Length: 267 meters
Weapons: Two Pulsed Particle Cannons (PPC)
Two Phased Particle Guns (PPG)
One Mass Driver
Drive Systems: Three Large Plasma Combustion Engines (LPCE)
Four Medium Plasma Combustion Engines (MPCE)
Six Small Plasma Combustion Engines (SPCE)
One Quantum Balenced Hyperdrive (QBH)
Reactor: One Quantum Balencing Reactor (QBR)
Docked Ships: 2 Camila Fighters
Troops: 30 Marines

http://www.zoominternet.net/users/~helwildcat/FT/Wicket.jpg
http://www.zoominternet.net/users/~helwildcat/FT/WicketA.jpg
http://www.zoominternet.net/users/~helwildcat/FT/WicketB.jpg
http://www.zoominternet.net/users/~helwildcat/FT/WicketC.jpg

End Note
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By this distance from the home star, there was no longer any light on the hull. The crew of the Istanbul prepared the ship for possible attack. All guns were manned and the mass driver extended and loaded. The last time a ship had ventured outside the solar system it was promptly destroyed. The computers had been downgraded to avoid Porn-Spam attacks.

"Captain, should I attepmt to send out a peace message?", said the comm operator.

"Ok son, go ahead... but don't expect any ECF ship to give us warning before we die"

***
Note:

Wicket class scout
Length: 267 meters
Weapons: Two Pulsed Particle Cannons (PPC)
Two Phased Particle Guns (PPG)
One Mass Driver
Drive Systems: Three Large Plasma Combustion Engines (LPCE)
Four Medium Plasma Combustion Engines (MPCE)
Six Small Plasma Combustion Engines (SPCE)
One Quantum Balenced Hyperdrive (QBH)
Reactor: One Quantum Balencing Reactor (QBR)
Docked Ships: 2 Camila Fighters
Troops: 30 Marines

http://www.zoominternet.net/users/~helwildcat/FT/Wicket.jpg
http://www.zoominternet.net/users/~helwildcat/FT/WicketA.jpg
http://www.zoominternet.net/users/~helwildcat/FT/WicketB.jpg
http://www.zoominternet.net/users/~helwildcat/FT/WicketC.jpg

End Note
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http://www.st-intelligence.com/ship_database/dom/images/Sov_main.jpg

The young ensign reported this latest contact " Sir I've detected a primitive vessel, shall I arm weapons?" The Captain stood up to make his point clear " You will not lock weapons, and I assume they want to get to the base in the normal universe, I say we let them in "

Open Channel: Primitive vessel, we are sending you into the Normal universe as a sign of good will, you will be on Sigma Octums (SP) there is an military base there. You may use it as your base of operations, and we offer free repairs and food ect, you will be transported in 3 2 1

An Blue beem shot out of the ECF ship and it engulfed the primitive ship, and sent it to the military base in the " Normal Universe "

They would find that there would be over 200 Starships in the system, so doing anything stupid would not happen.

"Were reading increased power output!" screamed the science officer.

"We seem to be getting an incoming comm." reported the communications officer, "patching over the intercom, ***"Primitive vessel, we are sending you into the Normal universe as a sign of good will, you will be on Sigma Octums (SP) there is an military base there. You may use it as your base of operations, and we offer free repairs and food ect, you will be transported in 3 2 1"***

"The spectroscope just died! There's too much energy!" the science officer blurted.

"I don't know what that ship was talking about, but i don't want to find out" said the captian

They Istanbul tried to take evasive action. All the port engines erupted in blue plasma, but it was too late. A blue column engulfed them and they were transported to Singma Octums...

Base Commander: Alright I know you don't trust liberals but you have no choice here. Alright welcome to the " Normal " universe, Do some scans, see that Spacedock, the smaller one? Well it's an older one you can dock there, In fact I want you to dock there, we've been studying your nation for quite some time, they are going to outfit your ship with some things you may find useful.
I await your response.

"Mr Daniels, use the Teleoptics to verify this transmission" said the captian. He pressed a button on his chair, "Mr Yehennson, i would like you to verify our full engine status, make shure that we are still in balence. Mr. McKeenen, calculate the trajectory to this station, set us at 1/8 power towards the station." he finished.

"What should we do about diplomacy?" Asked the first mate.

"Send a fighter, you will be going, go and ask to dock with them."

"Roger that sir."

"Mr Daniels, use the Teleoptics to verify this transmission" said the captian. He pressed a button on his chair, "Mr Yehennson, i would like you to verify our full engine status, make shure that we are still in balence. Mr. McKeenen, calculate the trajectory to this station, set us at 1/8 power towards the station." he finished.

"What should we do about diplomacy?" Asked the first mate.

"Send a fighter, you will be going, go and ask to dock with them."

"Roger that sir."
Base Commander: Dock at the starbase, By the 39th torpedo bay.

The fighter grew closer to the station. The pilot turned first mate Dave Jackson. "Sir, we are aproaching what i think is the 39th bay, if i did the math correctly".

"Good man" responded Jackson, "I'm going to the airlock to get ready, buzz me when we dock"

"Its gonna be a minute, i have to run the renderings on our aproach"

A massive door opened uo in front of the fighter, beckoning it inside.

"Ok, i'm heading in now" the pilot radioded...

Several Blue Beams Grabbed the small craft and pulled it into the station, and set it down onto an landing bay, Several Marines waiting outside.

Jackson finished buttoning his dress tunic when the craft stopped with a thud. He closed the locker and picked up his ionization pistol. He shoved it in its holster on his hip. Jackson composed himself and prepared to exit the ship. He noticed throught the window that there was group of soldiers gathering outside. He pressed the button on the bulkhead. "Open the doors".

He exited the vehicle and climed down the ladder to the main deck. He saluted and saluted the traditional Jesusvainian salute. They began to become engraged and were prepared to fire.

The Admiral Stepped out of the Turolift doors with a Rifle in sling.
" Hello I am admiral willing, Head of StarFleet and I control the fate of your ship and your nation. Now Please come with me to conferenace room 39-3827 JSFHAJGNSJNFGDJNGD, I wish to discuss any concerens you may have "

Jackson began to realize that it was the salute that was offending these strange looking soldiers. He retreated his hand and the soldiers began to advance on him. At that moment, doors opened on the other end of the airlock, a fat man stepped out holding a rifle. " Hello I am admiral Willing, Head of StarFleet and I control the fate of your ship and your nation. Now Please come with me to conferenace room 39-3827 JSFHAJGNSJNFGDJNGD, I wish to discuss any concerens you may have " he said.

"Ok... I'm sorry, i still don't understand what's going on here."

"You don't need to know what's going on here, i can stomp your planet!" he rotorted.

"At least let me contact captian Milo, he is entitled to speak for our nation."

"All in good time. Now come with me before i change my mind and shoot you!"

"you got it" he finished and hurried along to follow him.

OOC:geez I wouldn't kill him, with a rifle at least
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The admiral lead the strange commander down to the conferance room.
And they both sat down at a large wooden table.

"Alright Kids, I bet your wondering why I brought you here. Let me start off.
I bet your wondering exactly why every single ship that tried to leave your system in the past 10 years. And I have an answer for you, We wanted to protect you.

It's quite a long story. At that time, the high command felt that you guys were not ready to go exploring. At least when a war was going on between 2 nations. The last thing we wanted was to drag you into the war. And because you had no means to defend yourself we didn't want you leaving. Oh and by the way, about 120 years ago, when you presucted that guy for being crazy because he saw god? Well he wasn't crazy. That was one of our scoutships.

Anyway when you dock at the Spacedock we are going to outfit you with a ' Goodie Bag ' As I've dubbed it.

It is an assortment of things you will need. Inculding the following,
1. Food Replicators
2. Sheilding System
3. Hull Intregity System
4. Repair kit.
and several other items which I will mention later.
Anything you want to ask so far?"

Jackson was incredibly impressed by the generousity of this strange admiral. "Thankyou sir. I'm very greatful for these gifts that you have given me. That reminds me, when we first entered your system, we noticed n incredible amount of quantum energy eminting from your ships. It was throwing off our reactor balencing mesurements so much that we had to run on emergency batteries only. Our hief engineer speculated that you were using direct quantum extraction. Our scientist exparamented with diret extraction a few years abck and they found it to be much to hazerdous, usually resulting in the destruction of any ship that tried to use it. We have recently been using a kind of quantum balencing reaction, it requires very presice calculations, but it can provide power from the amount to run a computer, to the power to run hyperdrive. We wish to aquire some of your more advanced technology in exchange for this technology."

Jackson rested back in his chair and waited for the admiral's response.