NationStates Jolt Archive

Out side a medium sized system surrounded by huge asteroids , and other debris a fleet of 15 ships slowly glided in , there engines humming and rumbling as they moved towards the large gleaming white star in the middle , the lead ship the UFS Lakota was a few KM ahead from the main fleet ;
Admiral Maxwell kayborn, was sitting in his chair sleepily looking around at his crew witch were running around quietly working , he raised his head up to his ops officer his eyes drooping a bit , he said boringly “ tell the fleet we can move in there’s no one else in the area . a message was sent to the small fleet, and the ships revved up there engines they headed for a large ice planet by the name of ixumane, it was a large world covered with ice , crystals and Liquid nitrogen rivers , it was hostile Liquid nitrogen geysers ,methane lakes , natural gas clouds and rain .. it was not pleasant on the planet but it had on e of the riches veins of Latnuim in the galaxy

A tiny probe tore through the warp and descended; steadying itself with thrusters as it gazed at the world; as it hovered in the vastness of space.
It drifted forward, and plates opened; shifted, tiny robotic spheres descending on the planet like a multitude of eyes; blinking, whirring; examining as they plunged through atmosphere; and beheld a world of potential....

Signals flared; messages and statistics were transmitted across the void. And somehwere in the inky black, a Chronosian survey battlegroup turned towards this new jewel, this treasure....Hungry and ready to consume...

What is so god damn important that you have to disturb me during my massage?!? asked Commodore James Sinter, of the Battle ship PHX Phoenix as he buttoned his uniform and combed his hair with his fingers.
"The sensor panel just lit up like a christmas tree; ten, maybe twenty ships just entered system 820, closing on Ixumane." The chief reconnaissance officer replyed.
"Get me a visual."
"I'm trying, the but probe has slipped into a layer of thick clouds in lower atmosphere, its an automated response to the detection of unknown warp signatures, I can't see shit..."
"Open a channel to all ships"
"Channel open" the communications officer responded
"Red Alert! Conditon Black, Set course two six zero seven mark eight, repeat two six... zero seven.. mark eight, follow my lead and remember, standard ROE still apply"

The navigator punched in the numbers and engaged the engines at warp 9, the rest of the 14 ship fleet following close behind. The small force would arrive in the system in a few hours.

"Open a long range subspace channel, route it through the probe if you can."
"Aye sir, channel open"

"This is the PHX Phoenix, flagship of the Militiant Fleet, hailing all unkown vessels in the vicinity of the planet Ixumane, you have entered territory claimed by The Phoenix Militia, we demand you exit the system at once..... or we will be forced to remove you."

Kay bourns ops officer looked at him and said “sir were getting a message from a ship that’s just entered the system , Kay Bourn sighed a bit sitting back in his chair as consoles beeped and people worked quietly around the spacious bridge, he looked over to his con and said “patch it threw” with that the ops officer patched the message threw , Kay Bourn heard the message and nodded to ops whop taped some buttons witch emanated beeping noises , the ops officer nodded back and the admiral started “ this is the federation star ship UFS Lakota this is a Fedral system, what would you like ?”

"Fedral system my ass... Under what authority...what the...You have some balls don't you.... Our probe located this system over 2 months ago, we have been preparing a mining expedition since then, you have no rights to this system, withdraw at once or face repercussions." Responded the already agitiated Commodore.

Space was torn and ripped asunder as the Chronosian fleet arrived; a massiv e planetary resource gatherer drifted through the void; flanked by a dozen Chronosian warships; its defences.

Fighters danced and flitted about the massive hulls and spires of the dark fleet; hulls corrupted and twisted, marred by runes and inscriptions and twisted, sneering faces. Some seemed to have organic parts; seething and writhing amongst the hull.

A message came across the consystems of all assembled.

"We are the Chronosian Imperium...We have noticed this resource rich world, and claim it in the name of the dark Emperor, De Drakan. State your names and identities...All will be judged" And with a hiss and a growl, the message died.

Kay Bourn blinked in shock , and said “you do realize any attempt to attack us will result on this fleet firing on you ,not to motion this is in our space the union doesn’t take to kindly to threats ,not only that its on the edge of federal space ” he said briskly and in a deep voice as he set down a coupe of coffee on a pedestal near his command chair , his officer talking and scratching there heads wondering what’s going to happen ,tac was at the ready .

Ops “Admiral were detecting another group of ships , there Chronosian! , I’m patching the message there sending threw now . Ops tapped buttons furiously opening the channel, Kay Bourn heard the message and said “All ships red alert shields up! All hands battle stations!”.

"Unknown... correction, Chronosian vessels entering the system.... Fedral ships are charging weapons.." reported the tactical officer
"Do the same, keep your distance."
"Incoming Transmission, sir": interupted the comm officer
"We are the Chronosian Imperium...We have noticed this
resource rich world, and claim it in the name of the dark Emperor,
De Drakan. State your names and identities...All will be judged"
"This is the Phoenix Militian ship PHX Phoenix, and I am Commodore Sinter, and you... Chronosians... you have no authority here, you have already violated territorial boundaries by coming into this system, we were here first, we'll see who is going to judge who.... the Commodore replyed. He signaled the comm officer to terminate the transmission.

As the distance between the three fleets closed, the Phoenix Militan ships changed formation to a more agressive posture and began deploying fighters from the larger vessels.

Kay born said mumbling slightly about some thing “open a channel to the TPM ships” ops said “ yes sir “taping buttons and opening a channel Kay Bourn sighed and said “ the Union will yield half this world if you assist us with this enemy problem, who seems to misjudge the Union once again “ the channel cut the federal fleet formed up in an defensive position around the world .

Pilots roared in pain and pleasure as the neural links to their ships screamed data into their minds; wires and uplink cables running from metal to man; merging the biological and the synthetic. They seethed and hissed, glorifying their own suffering.
"All ships on high alert...Do not engage yet; let us gauge our enemy."

Shields rose and weapons crackled into bloody life.

"The Fedral Union..." a voice hissed over a communication specifically to the old enemy. "When last we crossed swords, we were meek, bound by humanity and morality. Now; you gaze upon beings of Chaos! We have no quarell with you; long has their been a peace between us; Not since the Old Wars have we fought...We need not fight now. Aid us; and this world will be partly yours...Do not tempt us to relive the past"

Pilots roared in pain and pleasure as the neural links to their ships screamed data into their minds; wires and uplink cables running from metal to man; merging the biological and the synthetic. They seethed and hissed, glorifying their own suffering.
"All ships on high alert...Do not engage yet; let us gauge our enemy."

Shields rose and weapons crackled into bloody life.

"The Fedral Union..." a voice hissed over a communication specifically to the old enemy. "When last we crossed swords, we were meek, bound by humanity and morality. Now; you gaze upon beings of Chaos! We have no quarell with you; long has their been a peace between us; Not since the Old Wars have we fought...We need not fight now. Aid us; and this world will be partly yours...Do not tempt us to relive the past"


Kay bourn chuckled a bit as he heard the Chronosiaian message , he nodded to ops in a brisk manner to open a channel , the operations officer taped a few buttons opening a channel to the Chronosians, Kay Bourn sighed after a small round of laughing and said “how do we know we can trust you hmm? After all look at the past if you show us a sign of trust we will most likely consider your offer , maybe even accept it “

"Incoming transmission from the lead Fedral Union ship:"
"The Union will yield half this world if you assist us with this enemy
problem, who seems to misjudge the Union once again" .

"hmmph...more likely they'll let us take on the Chronosians ourselves, and then when of our fleets have been weakend they'll obliterate us both." the tactical officer cautioned.
"We will not be able to defeat both fleets on our own... perhaps we should give them the benifit of the doubt and make a temporary alliance" suggested the first officer.
"Yes... I believe that no single fleet will be able to keep control of this system alone, a hasty alliance would be in our best interest" decided the Commodre
"buut... not necessarily with TFU ;) ."

"Exactly....http://www.darkknightz.com/images/smiles/icon_twisted.gif open an encrypted channel to the lead Chronosian ship
"Go ahead sir"

"Chronosian forces, as you are aware by now, all three of us want this god forsaken rock and are ready to fight over it, we would stand a better chance of defeating the Fedral ships if we worked together, in exchange for your co-operation we would split the spoils of this system with you,
TPM has no quarrel with you... yet... and I would think you would like to keep it that way. Join or Die, as it were, Sinter out.

"Transmission Ended "
"Good, now for a little insurance http://www.darkknightz.com/images/smiles/icon_twisted.gif open an encrypted channel to the Union ship
"Channel Open"

"Admiral Kay Bourn, we will accept this offer of temporary alignment, we suggest you take the point and begin engaging the Chronosians at once while we get into positon, we are still a few hundred thousand kilometers out.

The Chronosian ships made no move to engage their enemy; instead turning towards the planet and charging their weapons.

"You will accept peaceful negotiations; or the fleet shall fire on the planet. We have detected numerous reactive elements and compounds such as Methane in abundance...We would like to see you risk any damage to the world. Now; you shall sumbit to peaceful resolutions. We shall each send a single diplomat to the planetary surface...Where division of the prize can commence. Otherwise; you risk its decimation"

Being the next system along from the Taldaani home system of Pacifica, the system containing Ixumane was naturally dotted with Taldaani listening outposts. One of these outposts was Jaren, a small asteroid orbiting a tiny, lifeless planet. The listening post was buried deep within it, and the makeup of the asteroid scrambled most sensors coming from the outside. Buried in it was the outpost, home to a small garrison, a smaller fighter wing, and an equipment crew. Normally it was fairly boring there, so it was lucky that the crew and garrison were regularly rotated. This crew had been out there for around a month now, spending the whole time stargazing. The sensors which had cost so much to the taxpayers weren't picking up anything interesting like enemy armadas, all they had to show for the price was some admittedly spectacular pictures of the nearby planets. The crew spent most of their time engaged in such worthwhile pursuits as air-hockey and watching films.

But now?

There was a "ping" as the sensor screens lit up like minature suns. Multiple contacts, apparently three different groups. From being a place of boredom and quiet, Jaren was suddenly transformed into a swarming hive of frantic activity as the state-of-the-art communications array was used for the first time in fifteen years. Fingers raced over keyboards and touchscreens, and the message was broadcast to New Taldaan.

Transmitter: Jaren Outpost
Reciever: New Taldaan High Command
Access: K55OJ81

Multiple contacts around World Kappa-Aphrodite-One. Three Groups.

End Transmission

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High Admiral Hessian's lips tightened as he saw the message, and his brow clouded over. Kappa-Aphrodite-One, despite not having been given a name like most important planets, had been tagged for Taldaani mining teams. Although Taldaan would be just fine without the resources, it galled him to know that the iceworld had been stolen right from under their noses.
But this? Not one, but three possibly hostile fleets hanging around practically on Taldaan's doorstep. Something had to be done. He looked up from his lunch and keyed in the channel for Admiral Filsir. After giving his orders: move into the system with a fleet and see what is going on, he turned and walked away. After the news from Jaren, he wasn't hungry.

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Around an hour later, Admiral Jennifer Filsir was standing on the bridge of the Stormhammer. She wore her full deep red parade uniform with her Medal of Outstanding Courage pinned on her lapel. She had won that medal at Esto and had worn it ever since.
The deck moved beneath her feet as the predatory vessel moved to lightspeed, then above. She had done this so many times that her balance was flawless and automatic. She watched through the portal as the Merck Tunnel formed around them, the blue field forming a space where several of the laws of physics did not apply.
And then, almost as quickly as they had left, they arrived. There was a flash of light as the small battlegroup appeared fairly close to the planet, weapons charged and sails already falling.

(bump for reply tommrow)

Kay bourn taped in a communication secretly to the Chronosiain ships and said “the Union congress has given us permission to accept your offer , TPM may be planning to send in a fleet “

The Lakota turned to face the new coming ships its shields were up and weapons powered, Kay bourn sat back in his chair and yelled as ops was taping buttons “hail them!” with that ops tapped a few buttons opening a channel to the un known Taldaanin ships . kay born says “to un known ships this is Fedral space please tell us what you want and what your doing here . it’s a sticky situation I suggest if you don’t want to get embroiled in a battle to leave ,,”

OOC: This is pretty close to my military base on sigma octomus, I'd like to know why the hell you people are so close to my " Normal Universe " Territory, I might get invovled

/fancy tag

We detected three possibly hostile groups perilously close to Taldaani interests and possibly endangering Taldaani worlds. Please state your purposes here.

The Admiral looked at the other fleets. If it came to that, with a bit of luck she could take on any of them and win.
"Jansen, power up all weapons and lock them on. I'm not sure that they will co-operate."
"Yes, Ma'am."
The guns swivelled, locking onto targets. The missile batteries designated targets too, and the missile gunners made ready to tear anything which moved to pieces with a hail of explosive.

Kay bourn said in reply as he sat back in his chair “this planet was claimed as the federal unions world , we did not mean to tress pass on your territory but it is right on our border” .. he looked over to tact who said “sir I suggest we take out TPM ships “
Kay born looked over to tactical “We are not in the business of firing first , if they fire on us then we will fir back”

OOC: I assume USF was a typo? I assume you mean your own alliance.
You dont control the USF, GZ was the founder, I'll give it you that was a typo.
IC:
An Large Starship raced in at warp 9.99 and dropped out in the middle of the 3 unknown vessels.

The Captain Seemed clam, weapons were powered and the sheild grid was at full power. Quantum beams and phasers were ready, just in case.

" Hail all! I am Captain Williams! You people seem to be having some problems.
Frankly I dont care WHO takes this silly little system. We've been tracking you with the base sensors. I dont know if you know, but you are not far away from a large military base.
I dont care who takes it, I guess who ever got here 1st should take it, but thats my personal opinion.

If you'll your attention to that astroid feild near the end of this system, in grid 91, that is where Federation Territory Starts. If you dont bug us we dont bug you.
If anyone wants to come to the base to open an embassay or somthing, we'll do lunch. Helm get us back."

The Ship Jumped back into warp....

Recieving incoming transmission from somone named Captain Williams, from a single vessel which just dropped out of warp, wait it just left"

"Ignore it, Get me the Taldaani on comms" demanded the commodore.

"Channel open." replyed the comm officer.

"Taldaani vessels: this system is in dispute, all parties involved seem to be prepared to fight, If you wish to avoid bloodshed as we do, please meet on the surface as the Chronosians have directed. We are going to send a representative, we suggest you do the same..
>< end-transmission ><
"Open a channel to the FU ships"

"Transmitting to Fedral ships...."

"Admiral Kay Bourn, we suggest you hold off your assault on the Chronosian vessels and send a representitive to the surface we are already preparing to dispatch a shuttlecraft.
>< end-transmission ><
Acknowlege the Chronosian's request and prepare to dispatch a shuttlecraft, load the cargo bay with torpedos just in case anything goes wrong, he can detonate them, send 'Ensign Mack' to pilot it ;) 'he' should be able to handle any negotiations."

Kay Bourn said “ you cant be serious.., the atmosphere is made from pure methane … and not to mention its 200 – below 0 ,liquid nitrogen geysers and natural gas clouds “

"The human is correct...Perhaps some other solution" He closed communications to lal and then opened the channel to the Fedral Union forces.
"We accept....Let our joint will be done. And Chaos prevail..."

bump

The admiral nodded to his tactical officer enough was enough the union was going to take this planet by force if necessary it was there’s to being with. The Lakota charged up its phaser banks , and fired a huge crimson burst of energy towards the enemy flag ship volleys of its quantum and photon torpedoes fallowed behind , 2 other ships then opened fire volleys of torpedoes and phasers flowed out from there arrays and tubes .

As the enemy phaser impacted the outer shields of Battleship PHX Phoenix sensor displays lit up, and Commodore James Sinter turned to his tactical officer..
"We've been hit, phaser burst from the lead union ship,
foward shields are holding...shit! torpedos inbound!" the tactical officer reported
"Conn hard to starboard, Return fire!
open a channel to all of our ships, weapons free! engage TFU vessels at will, disable or destroy." The commodore ordered as the ship executed the maneuver, designed to absorb the torpedo impacts on the side rather than the front, which contained the more crucial sensors and weapons

All 12 foward tubes loosed thier torpedos at once and followed up with a disruptor volley, the black talon phasers of the PHX Phoenix went on auto, and tried to intercept the torpedos. The computer system was unable to score any hits on the torpedos in time and she took several hits on the port side

"Port shields down to 65%, 50% now, hull plating is holding, I have a blind sensor on that side.. all torpedo tubes now report ready to fire again"

The ship re-aquired its targets and prepared to fire again, the flanking TPM ships duplicated the original moves of the PHX Phoenix, while at the same time the fighters and Stryker class raiders grouped up in thier standard attack formation, preparing to rush in and relase thier torpedos, with the other, larger ship's weapons fire covering the assault.

Just before the order to strike was given the Commodore got off a broadcast message:
Taldaani and Chronosiaian vessels, we have been attacked,
unprovoked by Fedral Union ships, we request assistance in driving
them off, you will be compenstated if you choose to aid us

OOC: My ships don't know about TFU/Chronosia's agreement yet, so :p

We regret that we cannot risk our diplomatic staff in the current hostile situation, and so we will not send a representative to the planet's surface.

Dari covered his ears as the klaxons began to sound. The droning note sounded throughout the vessel, reverberating off the bulkheads. He rounded the corner, following the green arrows painted on the floor. The ship rocked as the shield generators switched on, and Dari nearly lost his footing as he sprinted towards his station. The automatic doors opened in front of him and he was pushed aside by a squad of marines coming the other way. He swore as he hit the wall, but ran through the door. He was a blur of white crew uniform as he rounded the final corner and vaulted over the rail. He sat down in the black gunner's chair and gripped the controls of the pulse laser. As well as the racks of deadly missiles and torpedos, and the armour-melting energy cannons, the Stormhammer bristled with light anti-fighter and anti-missile weaponary. Every member of the crew who had no other battle station, for instance the catering staff, was assigned to one of these guns. Dari was an Assistant Engineer, meaning that he repaired the ship outside combat situations: he didn't have the experience to be a Battleground Engineer, but he was working on it.

Although the Stormhammer was not actually under attack, Admiral Filsir knew better than to leave her ship undefended in a battle. She had already ordered the other ships to come to full combat alert, and streams of fighters and bombers were being launched from the carriers and racing each other around the kilometre-long ships. In the heat of battle, neutral forces were likely to become involved very quickly as one or another of the opposing commanders became over-excited and decided to fire at the third party.

"Open Fire...." The Commander hissed; and the tech-priests grunted in acceptance; their hands moving quickly over the vast and near sorcerous controls of the ship; playign across keys and switches; as a great hum echoed through the ship. Missles roared, screaming from their tubes as they plguned through space; blurring with sound, fury and energy; the Vast warp cannons of the ships crackled into bloody life; and sent forth huge gouts of Warp energy; space blurring and screeching with the raw power of the Immaterium. Turbo lazers and ion cannons sent forth great waves of energy against the enemy; as fighters spiralled from their bays; men fused and wired to their ships; ready to die, and willing to take the enemy with them.

Fedral ships whooshed and rushed forward the admiral on the Lakota was yelling to his tactical officer and ops he said “Fire quantum torpedoes at several ships full spread pattern sierra !!! , target ventral and dorsal phaser on the enemy flag ship and fire full power! “, the Lakota and several ships moved in to place there arrays charging up in crimson beams of energy and discharging power full streams of phaser fire flew out of the ships , quantum and photon torpedoes lunged out in one huge salvo as soon as it got close to the ship it spread all over the enemy ships.

The Lakota was hit but its shields were only reduced to 85 % how ever one ship wasn’t to lucky the missiles and weapons pounded in to it plowing striate in to the saucer and star drive flames flew out of the ship as it was hit it started drifting half its hull destroyed holes all over the place

OOC: Well done, You've improved your RPing, Alot.

And then the PHX Phoenix launched a pair of tri-cobalt bombs at the most volatile areas of the planet and warped away from the system never to be seen again. No doubt the damage to the planet would be minor but the distortion caused by the explosions would mask the warp trail of the PHX Phoenix and allow it to escape undetected. The Commodore had better things to do than get involved with a interspecies rivalry.

ooc: If you read the post carefully, I haven't fired at anyone. Its explained at the bottom. They are rushing to battle-stations in case one side gets overexcited and fires on them. They aren't fighting, they're just ready for a fight.