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Attackers:
Coreworlds
Corneliu
Chronosia

Defenders:
Klington
Godular
Beta Aurigae VII

Previously...

Admiral Talin saluted the young Jedi. "Commander Masaki, the fleet is currently ready for your command. The Palpatine has been dicated as the flagship however the Grand Admiral warned me that you prefer to fly fighter to fighter. Please if you will follow me I will escort you to the bridge." Talin looked behind Daniel and saw two young Jedi. "I'm sorry commander Masaki, but they are not authorised for access to the bridge, shall i have an aide escort them to quarters?"

"They are my brothers and my students. This is training for them." I said, in Jedi Knight mode. "As such, I will ask you to allow them access in my presence. Only when I'm out in my fighter, will they not be allowed on the bridge."

"Protocol is protocol Commander, if we make exceptions here, how can we stick by the regulations later? I'm afraid that they are not allowed access to the bridge nor other sensitive areas of the ship. They maybe Jedi, but as yet they hold no official Imperial ranking." Talin looked sympathetic, but he was a man of discipline and order, he would follow all regulations to the hilt, no matter who he was addressing.

I stared, he stared back, and perhaps a battle of wills occured. "Very well, Admiral. But I still expect you to treat them as you would treat any other member of the crew, and not as children."

Sorry, guys, not this time. I sent them as I talked.

Don't worry, brother, we'll be ok. Taylor sent back. Besides...

Jacob managed to hold back a smile, and I caught on, and nodded. Training #1 for today. If I can still see you...you really will be confined to quarters until you are proficient.

Yes, sir! They chorused silently, as they allowed the crewmen to take them to quarters.

Now...the Story continues!

OOC THREAD! (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=398939)

The Corneliuan Fleet was just returning from a border dispute (To put it mildly)! At a supply point, a new commander took command of the AGECS Death's Door, the Eclipse Class Star Destroyer. Admiral Server steps aboard and moves towards the bridge. When he arrived, he looked around and nodded. "They were not kidding at the space of this thing." He stated to Full Admiral Hague. "This thing is a fleet by itself."

"Yes it is sir. This ship is not very manueverable but it will get the job done. Its shields are the best that we can put on her."

"Very well. I also know that this ship had a wonderful shakedown cruise. Shall we set course for say, Klington space?"

"Very well sir. Helm set us a course for Klington space."

"Very well Admiral."

"Communications, also dispatch the 1st Battle fleet of the 7th Fleet to the same area. Its time we pay a visit to them."

"very well sir."

As the orders were carried out, Admiral John Server sat down in his command chair and began to really take in the full scope of his new command.

A Chronosian Battlegroup tore from the warp; gleaming spires of destruction gracing the void. The warriors of the Imperium had come forth in strength; swearing allegience to their Emperor and their Gods; casting aside old rivalries and hatreds, united in service of the powers of the infernal Chaos.
Atop the highest bridge of his flagship; the 'Bringer of Desolation' stood Lucian; Lord of Plague, Servant of Nurgle; Child of fury and venom. His cold eyes looked out across the expanse of space, the rotted teeth contorting into a devils grin.

"Send forht communications to our allies....Tell the...humble Coreworlders that we await instruction. And if we are not given it...We shall attack, and cleanse and raze and kill..."

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Attackers:
Me, Corneliu, Chronosia

Defenders:
Klington
NO ONE ELSE!

Previously...

Admiral Talin saluted the young Jedi. "Commander Masaki, the fleet is currently ready for your command. The Palpatine has been dicated as the flagship however the Grand Admiral warned me that you prefer to fly fighter to fighter. Please if you will follow me I will escort you to the bridge." Talin looked behind Daniel and saw two young Jedi. "I'm sorry commander Masaki, but they are not authorised for access to the bridge, shall i have an aide escort them to quarters?"

"They are my brothers and my students. This is training for them." I said, in Jedi Knight mode. "As such, I will ask you to allow them access in my presence. Only when I'm out in my fighter, will they not be allowed on the bridge."

"Protocol is protocol Commander, if we make exceptions here, how can we stick by the regulations later? I'm afraid that they are not allowed access to the bridge nor other sensitive areas of the ship. They maybe Jedi, but as yet they hold no official Imperial ranking." Talin looked sympathetic, but he was a man of discipline and order, he would follow all regulations to the hilt, no matter who he was addressing.

I stared, he stared back, and perhaps a battle of wills occured. "Very well, Admiral. But I still expect you to treat them as you would treat any other member of the crew, and not as children."

Sorry, guys, not this time. I sent them as I talked.

Don't worry, brother, we'll be ok. Taylor sent back. Besides...

Jacob managed to hold back a smile, and I caught on, and nodded. Training #1 for today. If I can still see you...you really will be confined to quarters until you are proficient.

Yes, sir! They chorused silently, as they allowed the crewmen to take them to quarters.

Now...the Story continues!

Bull Shit, you boss me around again and I'll have your head.

General Nixon had just returned from Peace talks with the TFU. When he recieved the Report of a Chronisian fleet entering to Klington space.
"Summon the troops ASAP." He told an an officer he came accross while walking to his quarters.
"Yes sir!" And the officer began to run to his destination....

The General stepped out in front of the troops and gave them a salute while music began to play. After it ended he began with a brief, "Be seated."
"Gentleman, I have heard reports that those Chronisian Sons-of-bitches, are making an advance on our space." The General cracked a wry smile. "I heard that snake is pretty damn tasty fellas, and those Chronsian bastards are the biggest snakes of all. If you can, bring me some, because Im dying to try some. Make sure you remember to cut 6 Inches below the head to avoid the venom." The General chuckled. "But anyways, on to serious bussiness."

"I've heard some people say that these Chronisian warriors are alot like us. You wanna know what I say? Thats a crock of bullshit! We are the finest warriors in the goddamned galaxy, on the other hand, these Chronies(The new racist term for Chronisians)got their head so far up their goddamned ass that the little bump in there neck is their goddamned nose!"

The soldiers laughed with glee after hearing this statement.

The General Continued, "My men don't surrender! The only time I want anyone to surrender, is when you got a bullet in you, and even then you should still fight. Lemme tell you a story about a son-of-a-bitch, one of the best sons-of-bitches in the galaxy. A long long time ago. A country was fighting a war called Vietnam. These LERPs where staging an ambush on a couple of VCs. It was succesfull, but all of the sudden a mine goes off underneath them. One man lands a couple of feet away, badly scared on his mid-area. He sits up and his intestines fall out of his body. Instead of sitting there and dying, he gets his ass up, takes a towel from his neck and ties the intestines back into his goddamned stocmach, then he went out and fought more VC, until he was evacuated. And instead of accepting his fate and dying from his wound, he survived. Now that was a real man! Thats how I want you to fight! And another interesting principle is derived from that same story. Do not accept death! If you do it will surly consume you! If you tempt fate and dont accept your death, you may just live through it."

The General continued after a big breath, "I do not, ever, want to get a message saying, 'We are holding our position." We are not holding anything! We'll let the Chronie do that! The only thing we are holding on to, is the fucking enemys balls! And when we get the chance, we are going to twist those sons-of-bitches off! And then I pray to god that they wont be able to breed ever again, because we dont another Chronisian plague to sweep the goddamned galaxy! We gotta kill them before they infest everything!"

"That reminds me! The Chronies remind me of cowards. We need to kill them all off right now, before they go back home, and breed more goddamned cowards! I want you men to remember, Courage is not the absence of fear, its telling fear, to hold the fuck on for one goddamned minute. Remember that in battle and your fear will dissapate. Well Gentleman, thats all, oh yeah, I am proud to have served with you fine gentleman. That is all."

And with that the General walked out of the room....

The Corneliuan Flagship pops out of lightspeed. The Flagship is the new Eclipse Class Star Destroyer that they have purchased. They moved crews from alot of the older vessels and re-assigned them to the flagship.

Admiral Server watched the activity on the bridge with interest. Ten minutes, 100 additional vessels jumped out of hyperspace and forms up around the flagship. Admiral Server welcomes the force and then turns to his Comm Officer.

"Comm send a messege to Coreworlds. Let them know that we are here and we are awaiting their orders to attack. Use Server Encrypt Code 7. That should go straight to Masaki."

"Yes sir"

To Masaki
From Server--AGEC Death's Head

We are ready to attack.
May God grant us victory.

When the Messege was sent, he then asked for a Military Wide communication to be sent.

"I want you to remember, that no bastard ever won a war, by dying for his country. He won it, by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country. Troops, all this stuff you heard about Corneliuans not wanting to fight, wanting to stay out of the war, is alot of horse dung. Corneliuans traditionally, love to fight. All real Corneliuans, love the sting of battle. Corneliuans love a winner and will not tolerate a loser. Corneliuans play to win all the time. I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laugh. That is why Corneliu has never lost and will never lose a war. Because the very thought of losing, is hateful to Corneliuans. My friends, we are about to engage in battle that will test our strength and resolve. We shall not retreat. I also don't want our forces digging in. I don't want to receive any messeges, stating that we are holding our position! We're not holding anything. Let the enemy do that. We are advancing constantly and we're not interested in holding onto anything, except the enemy. We're going to hold by the nose, and we're going to kick them in the ass. We're going to kick the hell out of them all the time and we're going to go through them like crap through a goose."

He took a deep breath and continued. "Troops, we will be fighting alongside our allies like we've always done before. This is a joint operation into taking out an annoying foe. Together, the enemy shall be crushed. Thank you and may God go with us all and may he grant us Victory."

He motioned to cut the comm and handed him a piece of paper. On it was written orders to bring up the 1st, 5th, and 8th Fleets and to move Space, Army, and Marine forces to forward bases.

I was escorted to the bridge of the SSD Palpatine and read the reports from allies already coming in. Good, Chronosia and Corneliu are here.

"Order them to stand by and jump on my mark." I said to a comms officer, who nodded and got to work.

I stood at the center of the gleaming bridge, watching the crew working at their screens. We're ready. I took a comms, and then switched to a frequency known by all ships in the sector.

"Soldiers of the Empire!" I said, beginning a little speech. I hoped my father's skills for speechmaking was handed down to me. "Once again, we are about to go into combat against a treacherous foe! Know this, though I send you to battle, I do not do so lightly. Were we could solve things with nothing but peace, we would have no need for war. But alas, we as soldiers know well what is expected of us: to fight, to die, and to win. So let us be forged by the fires of war, let us do our duty for our homes and our planets, and let us kick the asses of the enemy and win the Sword of Victory!" At this, I raised my voice and fist in enthusiasm, letting the fires of combat catch on with the crew, and they cheered.

Very good, if I say so myself. "Helm, engage hyperdrives on my mark!" I ordered. "5...4...3...2...1, GO!"

The SSD Palpatine engaged it's hyperdrives first, followed by the Megalodon Elite Star Destroyer, and the rest of the fleet, and we jumped into hyperspace for our enemies: Klington.

"Sir, we have received confirmation that the Coreworlds fleet has made its jump."

"Very well. Notify the fleet to jump to foward position plan Alpha and bring us to red alert."

"Yes sir."

"Also, notify the fleets that are coming. Tell them to proceed across the border and to engage the enemy."

"Very well sir."

The hyperdrive of the Death's Head warmed up and the ship launched into lightspeed. The rest of the fleet engaged their jump engines and jumped into hyperspace.

During the trip...

The twins were restless, sitting in their rooms. Being slightly hyperactive, they decided to wander the Super Star Destroyer. But first...

"We'll have to use Kawarmi (Body-switching) to get out, because of the guard outside." Taylor suggested to Jacob.

"Yeah, and then we'd use Henge (illusion) to make ourselves either invisible or random crew." Jacob added the next part of the plan. "But what if Brother catches us?"

"He won't. Not if we do this right." Taylor grinned. "Let's do it."

"Yeah!" The twins then made seals with their hands, activating the Body-switching technique with a short chant (Kawarmi no Jutsu!). They disappeared in puffs of smoke, leaving metal pipes in their place.

Outside their room, and down the hall in a maintenance room, the twins then made another series of hand seals, and chanted. "Henge! (Transform)"

Now, they looked like one of thousands of nameless crew, and decided to roam the giant command ship, careful to not let themselves get in trouble.

Hmm...not bad. I smirked, when I felt a slight flaring in the Force from the twins. Let's see how long they can keep up against me...

"Admiral, you have the bridge." I said, heading down.

"Very well. Admiral has the bridge." He repeated, loud enough for the crew to hear, and took the command chair.

I then began the chase for my twin brothers, transforming into a simple ensign to reduce the chances of detection myself.

On board the Death's Head, Admiral Server was going over the battle plans for the upcoming war.

He let his xo handle normal ship affairs for awhile as he contemplated. He decided to mediate as he awaits the signal that they are about to jump into normal space.

Masaki, that was a great speech my friend he thought as he began to meditate.

Cassius Longarm sat at his desk, shuffling papers as was his wont, when one of the viewscreens before him beeped to get his attention.

A beep. He vaguely remembered something about the beep. A Beep was... bad... a beep was... VERY BAD. A beep meant... Archonal holding in jeopardy.

He stared at the viewscreen in front of him as it typed out a small message in front of him. Such messages went straight through the chain of command and into his lap.

ALERT OMEGA, ALERT OMEGA, KLINGTON FACING ATTACK FROM LARGE IMPERIAL STRIKE FORCE, GODULAN HOLDINGS AT RISK, REINFORCEMENTS REQUIRED, REPEAT, ALERT OMEGA, ALERT OMEGA...

Alert Omega... Imminent Attack... Son of a BITCH!

Cassius slammed his hand down on the "Emergency Panel" button and was gratified that all twenty four of the other archons' faces were now displayed before him, all surprised at the expression on Cassius' face.

"I would apologize for the irregularity of this meeting, but frankly I don't give a shit. Notification has just reached me that our Klingtonian allies are under attack, and by extension, our trade establishments in their country. Just who is leading the attack, I do not know, but it is safe to assume that we face a worst case scenario."

Silence ruled the command chamber. After several agonizing seconds of nothing, one of the archons, the one in command of Tripoli in fact, simply stated two words: "Holy SHIT."

Cassius continued: "I want to know how many DawnRunners we have that can get over there and get underway as soon as possible."

General Lear's face popped up on another viewscreen. "Apologies sir, but I was speaking with Corbox when you called the meeting and heard everything. By your order, I will commence emergency scramble and will be able to have... sixteen DawnRunners IN Klington in... whenever you need them, sir. And I can have the rest of the expeditionary in 72 hours, rabble rouser protocols enabled."

"Good, get them there, General. And Prep the HomeGuard just in case."

"Acknowledged. General Lear out."

Cassius sighed momentarily. "WE NEED THAT DAMNED ARCHONAL COMMAND! Even a Widowmaker or twelve... Why did this have to happen now? BLAST."

One of the other Archons spoke up... the Cape Horn commander, this time. "We will tell the public, won't we?"

Everybody responded at pretty much the same time:

"Betcher ass!" "Shit, this'll get them hopping more than any motivational poster!" "They have the right to know, that much is certain." "Ramble Row's gonna freakin' DETONATE..."

"QUIET!" Cassius blasted, amplifying his voice through their viewscreens so it sounded like God himself had just told the others to shut the hell up. "Inform the public. Get them behind us. Let them know that we are under threat from Imperial forces and that not even DEATH will keep us from making them pay."

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General Lear prided herself on living up to her word, and she did not disappoint. Reserve DawnRunners on Duty were sent to a rendezvous point over the moon, and a hard scramble soon had every necessary StarNavy officer, enlisted, and M'Lekk'Torr Special Forces in overdrive, hording into their respective vessels of war in droves.

The only way to describe the supply ship activity was by the old Godulan Adage "They just went NUTS!"

Soon, All sixteen of the promised DawnRunner fleets were up, at the rendezvous point, and calculating a targeting solution for their Probability Drives...

The Caleshan Tribal chant began to flood comms, both planetside and in the fleets. As one, the Godulans were standing up with fists raised skywards and screaming the equivalent of "ITS ON NOW!"

The chant simply repeated over and over, as the Admirals of the fleets worked out battle tactics and defensive strategies.

Hoja he, hoja he, hoja injo hoja he...

Kill them all, kill them all, kill them all before they kill us...

As Commander Valat strode through the corridor he was in no mood to be delayed. He had a meeting with the bridge crew in five minutes and he was still four kilometres away from the blasted conference room. What smart ass decided to make these ships so big. he thought to himself. Turning a sharp corner he suddenly collided with two crewmen, falling to the floor the commander landed with a crack as his main index finger on his left hand snapped. Looking up form the floor in obvious agony the commander glared at the two offending crewmen. "You two." He said in a vain attempt to hide his pain. "What the hell are you doing here? You are supposed to be launching from the main docking bay right now. Get to your bomber before I have you thrown in the brig. Get off me!" The commander shouted as a storm trooper attempted to help him up. "I can manage, but take these two here to the launching bay, make sure they are in the first attack wave, if they can damage the enemy as they damage their own officers we will have no problem with victory. Now get out of my sight, all three of you." Lifting himself from the floor Valat watched as the pilots were forced marched towards the docking bay.

As Commander Valat strode through the corridor he was in no mood to be delayed. He had a meeting with the bridge crew in five minutes and he was still four kilometres away from the blasted conference room. What smart ass decided to make these ships so big. he thought to himself. Turning a sharp corner he suddenly collided with two crewmen, falling to the floor the commander landed with a crack as his main index finger on his left hand snapped. Looking up form the floor in obvious agony the commander glared at the two offending crewmen. "You two." He said in a vain attempt to hide his pain. "What the hell are you doing here? You are supposed to be launching from the main docking bay right now. Get to your bomber before I have you thrown in the brig. Get off me!" The commander shouted as a storm trooper attempted to help him up. "I can manage, but take these two here to the launching bay, make sure they are in the first attack wave, if they can damage the enemy as they damage their own officers we will have no problem with victory. Now get out of my sight, all three of you." Lifting himself from the floor Valat watched as the pilots were forced marched towards the docking bay.
The twins as 'crewmen' realized a slight error has just occured.

Crap, what do we do now? Jacob asked Taylor. We can't fly!

Leave it to me. Taylor grinned, and called up the Force to use the Mind Trick. Unfortunately, sustaining an illusion and using mind tricks together are reserved for Jedi Knights, since Padawans as young as the twins haven't the experience to use two Force tricks at once, and the illusions were dropped due the twins' link in the Force.

The stormtrooper took one good look at the twins and grew angry.

"Oh, crap!" Taylor yelped. "RUN!"

The boys high-tailed it outta there!

Meanwhile, one of the ensigns snickered slightly, and seemed to disappear instantly.

Lieutenant Andrews turned to see two former crewmen suddenly decintegrate before his eyes, blinking twice, he refocused and realised that these two pilots where in fact kids. Growling as an irate Stormtrooper should have, Andrews moved to grab ahold of them, but all he caught were two manifested illusions. Snorting to himself Andrews moved to the nearest comm unit. "Lieutenant Andrews to security." After a mere second the comm link burst to life.

"Yes Luitenant, how can we assist?"

"I thought I had better inform the bridge that we have two children running about deck fifteen alpha."

"Children?"

"Yes, children"

"Are you sure Lieutenant?"

"Just inform the Admiral, I have to report to my dropship."

As the Storm Trooper shut down the comm link, Admiral Talin would be receiving the most unusual security briefing.

On the bridge Admiral Talin let out a small ammount of laughter. "Well at least the Black Order are not training idiots." The Admiral laughed out loud. "Get me Commander Masaki on the comm, lets get these two children in chains before they cause any more accidents." Talin looked over at the bandaged hand of Commander Valat.

As the channel was opened Talin raised his small communicator like a microphone. "Commander Masaki, it appears your guests have escaped. Please see to it that they are captured, before any more accidents are caused."

"I'm already on it, Admiral." I said, chuckling as I saw stormies trying to catch them and failing miserably, usually with martial arts dodges and literally bouncing off walls. Well, I guess Training Session #1 is over.

I teleported right in front of them, and produced a Force Wall. They slammed into the wall, and fell down, and I grabbed them by the collars. They struggled, tried to illusion their way out, and fought me, but nothing worked.

"Well, boys, looks like you caused a fair amount of trouble here. I think it's time we had a talk with the good Admiral, eh?" I grinned evilly.

They groaned in defeat, as I teleported the three of us to the bridge. "Admiral, my guests have arrived."

Talin looked up as the bridge filled with a white smoke. Putting the data pad he was holding down he managed hide the grin on his face, putting on the most serious face ever imaginable. "You two." He boomed. "Just what do you think you are doing rampaging around my ship. This is a vessel of war, not a playground. How dare you endanger the lives of my crew and your own by simply scrambling through the superstructure. Your little adventure almost forced you into the first fighter screen of the invasion, not only would that have cost you your own lives, but it would have also cost an Imperial bomber and the lives of your fellow squadron. You caused a level two security alert on the lower decks, forcing me, myself to cancel a meeting with Grand Admiral Thrawn himself to deal with you, so what do you have to say for yourselves?"

Not giving a chance for the Twins to speak Talin looked at the smiling face of Daniel. "Not only have you caused me a major inconvenience, but you have threatened my position with the Grand Admiral, you have caused the injury of my second in command, not fatal, but it reduces his operational efficiency. Well," Talin connived. "Since you two think you are ready to serve on the Empires flagship I believe I should let you. Would you both like to see how we do things on the Palpatine? I bet you would. That is why I am ordering you two to begin the cleaning and polishing of the entire brig. That is Two Hundred and Thirty Metres Square you have to reploish, without the help of any maintenance droids. And if you finish that before we return, and you had better finish it, you will also begin the cleaning of the Main docking bay."

Talin now pointed towards the assembled fleet outside the bridge windows. "How can we guarantee your safety if we do not know where you are? We are about to go into battle, are you two stupid? You will now be followed by an Imperial sentinel droid. One for each of you. If you attempt any incantation, I assure you, you will not be awake to finish it. You are dismissed Crewman. Now get off my bridge." Talin waved them away with an escort of one storm trooper, waiting for them to exit the bridge.

"And no using the Force in the brig, either." I said with my best serious face.

"WHAT?!" They yelped. "C'mon, that's not fair!"

"Use elbow grease. If I get a report that you're using a hint of the Force while cleaning the brig, and I will detect it, you're cleaning the refreshers as well, is that clear?" I said in my best 'I'm-your-Master-so-you'd-better-pay-attention' voice.

"Yes, Master." They said, downcast.

"Harsh, but necessary." I concluded, as they were led off the bridge. "Maybe I should have left them at home, but I did promise they will have their first mission once they were ready."

I smirked. "Not quite what they expected, though. Now about that meeting with the Grand Admiral..."

Talin looked up at Commander Masaki. "It was regarding your mother commander, she has escaped from Exartha, and caused the Death of a Black Order agent. I believe it was Sith Knight Velos. I am sorry commander." Talin said in a sympathetic tone. "However the Grand Admiral did give me orders that the invasion was to begin immediately, and that the fleet is to move out."

Talin looked up at Commander Masaki. "It was regarding your mother commander, she has escaped from Exartha, and caused the Death of a Black Order agent. I believe it was Sith Knight Velos. I am sorry commander." Talin said in a sympathetic tone. "However the Grand Admiral did give me orders that the invasion was to begin immediately, and that the fleet is to move out."
"Oh." I said. "By they way, we jumped already. Our ETA is 96 hours."

Use the force Islamigood :: moves the planet earth into the sun and destroys every 1::

ooops i guess we need too practice that next time

Use the force Islamigood :: moves the planet earth into the sun and destroys every 1::

ooops i guess we need too practice that next time

Please leave the thread.

IC:
Grand Admiral Tasak walked back and forth accross the bridge. He held in his hand a brownie laced with chocolate chips, his wife had sent him from home.

An Officer walked into the Bridge and walked up to the Admiral, he saluted. The Admiral Saluted back and said, "At ease."
The Officer said,"Sir, the Battle Stations have been built there numbers are around 60. The Planetary shield is due to go up in about 4 minutes and the 4 Battle Bastions are in place."

"Good...." Said Admiral Tasak.

OOC: Klington invited me to come to his aid in this RP.

IC: Fleet Admiral James MacCloud had just started on his appetizers when his chief aid arrived looking like he had just run a marathon.

"Sir, we have an urgent report from our fleet near Klington's border," gasped the aid.

Alarmed MacCloud gestured to the seat across from him, "Sit down man and try not to die before you get the whole story out."

Falling into the chair the aid continued his report, "Well sir it seems that a collection of planets from the Galactic Empire have massed portions of their fleets near the border and they don't look like they're here to talk."

"Did we recieve a message from the Klington homeworld," inquired the Admiral.

"Damn," exclaimed the aid, "I knew I forgot something. The Klingtonian government transmitted a short message asking for our help in defense against a grave threat."

"Did they say what the threat was?"

"No sir."

"Very well, send word to the first task force and have them prepare for the jump to Klington space. I'll lead the task force myself. Have the fleet near Klington's border rendezvous with us just inside Klington's borders. I'll send a message to Klington as see where they want us deployed and what the situation is."

Nodding the aid got up and started back to the Naval Offices. MacCloud followed suit but headed in the other direction to take his shuttle to the flagship. It was time for action.

3 Hours later...

All ships in the task force had been assembled, upon meeting up with the fleet near Klington, the force would consist of five fleets. MacCloud sat in the command chair viewing the final readouts on the ship. He put the data pad down and reached for the inter-fleet comm, "This is Admiral MacCloud to task force ships, all fleets report in."

A chorus of confirmations came back at him and within about five minutes, all fleets had checked in and were ready for launch.

"We will commence the jump to the rendezvous point on my mark, 3..2..1..Mark." Upon his command, stars began to elongate and the fleet disappeared into hyperspace.

On board the flagship, Admiral Server was pacing the bridge when a report was handed to him by his communication's chief.

"Damn. Looks like Klington will have allies fighting us after all."

"What is the plan now?" his XO asked him as he looked over the report too.

"We take out the allies and then move in on Klington. Without his allies backing him, he's toast."

"But then we could be in dire straights and weakened if we lose."

"If being the key word. We won't lose. We will win it but it'll be a tough fight. Send this to the rest of the fleet commanders. They'll want to see this if they haven't already."

"Yes sir."

The messege was sent out and new plans began to get drawn.

OOC: Very good. I can see you'll be a challenge. :)

IC:
"Very well." Admiral Talin said. "Carry on the watch."

"Right." I said.

*****

Four days later, the twins finally finished cleaning the brig, and are now working on the main docking bay. There, I allowed them use of the Force, because battle will begin soon and I don't want them getting hurt if the shooting begins before they can jump ship to the Megalodon while I head out with the squadrons. I trust that Star Destroyer more than the Palpatine C to keep the twins safe, since I know Captain Keegan personally.

"We're coming up on the Klington Oort cloud, sir. ETA is half an hour." A helmsman said.

"Very well. Prepare the probe droids." I ordered. "Have the fleet to yellow alert."

Yellow lights began spinning on the Palpatine as the crew were alerted that we're half-an-hour away from battle. The more essential crew began to prepare for battle, while the pilots hurried to eat meals before they go out and fight. Once it's red alert, the crew will head to battlestations. I've assigned the twins to damage control for now, since Taylor's Iceball attack will stop any fire cold and alchemy from Jacob could smother them with the right application of transmutations.

The fleet momentarily dropped out of hyperspace to release a large cloud of probe droids towards our destination. I'm not taking any chances with our target this time. The droids will get there before we do, so we'll be able to get telemetry by the time we arrived. After the droids jumped, the fleet jumped after them again. Soon, battle will begin.

On board the flagship, Admiral Server was pacing the bridge when a report was handed to him by his communication's chief.

"Damn. Looks like Klington will have allies fighting us after all."

"What is the plan now?" his XO asked him as he looked over the report too.

"We take out the allies and then move in on Klington. Without his allies backing him, he's toast."

"But then we could be in dire straights and weakened if we lose."

"If being the key word. We won't lose. We will win it but it'll be a tough fight. Send this to the rest of the fleet commanders. They'll want to see this if they haven't already."

"Yes sir."

The messege was sent out and new plans began to get drawn.
I recieved a message from Admiral Server. "Allies, eh? It's a good thing you guys came along."

"Send a reply. Tell Admiral Server and Lord Lucian that they is to take on the allies while we take care of the main enemy." I said. "If needed, I'll detach a smaller fleet to deal with the stronger ally."

"Yes, sir." The comms officer replied, and sent the message.

I recieved a message from Admiral Server. "Allies, eh? It's a good thing you guys came along."

"Send a reply. Tell Admiral Server and Lord Lucian that they is to take on the allies while we take care of the main enemy." I said. "If needed, I'll detach a smaller fleet to deal with the stronger ally."

"Yes, sir." The comms officer replied, and sent the message.

Admiral Server received the messege. "Send in code that we'll take this Beta Aurigea on."

"Very well sir."

"Notify all our fleet of the change in plan."

"Yes sir."

The comms went active and messeges sent in code to their respective destinations.

Admiral Server received the messege. "Send in code that we'll take this Beta Aurigea on."

"Very well sir."

"Notify all our fleet of the change in plan."

"Yes sir."

The comms went active and messeges sent in code to their respective destinations.
"Very good." I said.

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The probe droids jumped out of hyperspace and into the system of Klington itself. Each of the several hundred expendable droids put out sensors and cameras to scope out the enemy forces. Formidable is the not unexpected word.

OOC: Ok, need basic topography (planet #, asteroids, sun type etc), ship numbers, and any minefields or other easy-to-detect traps we may encounter.

The Corneliuan ships prepared for action. They know that this will be an immediate hotzone and are now preparing for combat.

The planes on the carriers are fueled and ready to move out to engage and all weapons systems are primed for combat.

"Very good." I said.

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The probe droids jumped out of hyperspace and into the system of Klington itself. Each of the several hundred expendable droids put out sensors and cameras to scope out the enemy forces. Formidable is the not unexpected word.

OOC: Ok, need basic topography (planet #, asteroids, sun type etc), ship numbers, and any minefields or other easy-to-detect traps we may encounter.

"How are those EMP mines going?" Admiral Tasak said to his officer.
"They should be functional in a matter of moments, a couple of probe droids are passing through the cloud sir."

As the droids passed through the cloud, they encountered what appeared to be a minefield. A droid hit one to test it. A huge explosion that was common of an explosive mine went off and then the explosion hit the droid and then the view screen went off. To the outsiders best Knowledge it appeared to be a normal mine field, not an EMP minefield.

As the droids got closer to the system they began to notice the effects of gravity small asteroids began to take form. When they reached a considerable area, a small contingent of fighters left there asteroid base and made runs on the droids, at this same time other asteroids began to light up and make attacks on the droids...

At first, there was nothing. Then, there were the Godulan DawnRunner fleets. No fanfare. No Pop. No flashy display of light. They simply appeared in Klingtonian space as though they had always been there.

They arrived in space centered around the various Godulan trade centers, and after a cursory sensor sweep of the system to confirm their locations, sent a message to the Klingtonian fleets.

To Klington High Command:

The Godulan Defense Directorate sends its regards... and reinforcements. We will not see one of our most steadfast allies picked apart by Imperial cockroaches, not without making certain that the attackers suffer dearly for their advances.

Doubtless your sensors will tell you that you now have at your disposal a full Home Guard defense fleet of sixteen DawnRunner battlefleets. We are prepared to do whatever necessary to send those dogs limping home.

-Commodore Harley, 35th DawnRunner BattleFleet, Home Guard

The Godulan fleet commenced defensive maneuvers, Iterating around the system to determine best tactical advantage against the coming onslaught.

"Sir, the droids are under attack in the Oort Cloud!"

"Hmm. So the first trap has been sprung." I said. "How many do we have left?"

"Uh, 854-make that 810 now sir."

Out of a thousand or so. "All right. Keep them going. We got a good map of the system already."

"ETA 10 minutes." The computer announced.

"Five minutes, go to red alert." I ordered.

At first, there was nothing. Then, there were the Godulan DawnRunner fleets. No fanfare. No Pop. No flashy display of light. They simply appeared in Klingtonian space as though they had always been there.

They arrived in space centered around the various Godulan trade centers, and after a cursory sensor sweep of the system to confirm their locations, sent a message to the Klingtonian fleets.

To Klington High Command:

The Godulan Defense Directorate sends its regards... and reinforcements. We will not see one of our most steadfast allies picked apart by Imperial cockroaches, not without making certain that the attackers suffer dearly for their advances.

Doubtless your sensors will tell you that you now have at your disposal a full Home Guard defense fleet of sixteen DawnRunner battlefleets. We are prepared to do whatever necessary to send those dogs limping home.

-Commodore Harley, 35th DawnRunner BattleFleet, Home Guard

The Godulan fleet commenced defensive maneuvers, Iterating around the system to determine best tactical advantage against the coming onslaught.


Welcome to the Klington Empire! We are sorry to have to meet on these unpromising circumstances, but thats life. Sorry to keep this short but I have matters to attend to, See you on the Battlefield!
-Grand Admiral Tasak

As he sent out the message his officer reported to him, "Sir, the planetary shield is at maximum power and size. What are your orders?"
"Good, now take out fleet and put them behind the shield(which extends 15km out.)put the Eclipse Class and the Infinite behind the shield at an angle so they do not stick out. We are going to need the protection to complete our first objective. Also, 45 out of 60 Defender Stations are under cover of the shield. We are trying to procure enough shield ships to defend the last 15, but there is no guarantee that they will get here anytime soon."
"How many shield Ships do we have right now?" Asked Admiral Tasak
"5 Sir."
"Ok, take those 5 and give them to 5 of the most vurnable Defender Stations, for the other ten, grant them a small contingent of fighters to guard them."
"Right away sir!"

As the droids who will still being straffed and searched for by the fighters neared the System, they began to see a bunch of floating "Space Stations" with an indentation in the middle, and out of the dentation came 4 angled spikes and one spike out of the center. They also saw Klingtons ships close to the planet in what appeared to be a last ditch effort to guard the planet.

The Godulan fleets decided that their best plan was to hold position in orbit over the various planets of the Klington system, using the Planets as a big honking shield until the time came to strike. If one group came under attack, they would simply dump a few clouds of Death Confetti in the attackers' faces and iterate to another planet, providing overlapping reinforcements to each other if and when the enemy fleets moved further in-system. It had been agreed beforehand that the Godulans would not be able to withstand a concerted attack on their own, and so would simply avoid the enemy until... well... they reached the others.

The StarSpiders were prepped for combat, just in case it came to close-in fighting. They would have the honor of tearing the enemy ships apart manually.

StarBolt pilots rested in their cockpits, ready to launch at a moment's notice.

Special Forces and Cougar alike prepared for any attempts to board the Godulan vessels, and the Admirals of each fleet had final cause to activate their seldom-used Combat Command Chambers, providing them with Real-Time sensor readings displayed in a holographic panorama, making it seem as though the admirals were floating in space, with a god's eye view of their charges, and enabling them to administer orders with awe-inspiring speed.

And then, they waited, the battle chant thrumming through the ships as though the vessels themselves were chanting.

As the droids who will still being straffed and searched for by the fighters neared the System, they began to see a bunch of floating "Space Stations" with an indentation in the middle, and out of the dentation came 4 angled spikes and one spike out of the center. They also saw Klingtons ships close to the planet in what appeared to be a last ditch effort to guard the planet.

"ETA 5 minutes."

"Battlestations!" I ordered. "All pilots to their fighters!"

Klaxons sounded and red lights spun as crew ran to their stations in preparation for the battle.

"Commander, the droids report some very interesting things around the planet." A sensor officer said. "Looks like some orbitial defense and the enemy fleets."

"Very well." I said, looking at the images. Looks familiar..."Helm, drop out of lightspeed in 5...4...3...2...1...mark! Defender Wings 1 through 30, launch now! Attack Wings 31 through 60, launch after them!"

The huge fleet reverted to realspace and and fighters started pouring out of the belly of the Super Star Destroyer and attendant fleet. Defender wings are all the fighters and fighter-bombers that has been tasked to the defense of the fleet, while the attack wings will be the first wave of fighters to pour out against the enemy. The second wave will be the fighter-bombers and bombers, and the third and subsequent waves will be a mix.

"Watch out here, because I'm detecting massive discharges of electrical energy." I warned the fleet. EMP has just been used in this asteroid/mine field. I could tell because of my ability to know all things electrical. "Forward Squadrons, remove the minefield, if you please!"

The lead Star Destroyer squadrons began to pour fire into the field to make way for the main fleet, while attack wings of X-wings, A-wings, E-wings, TIE Interceptors and TIE Avengers (Advanced) with accompanying wolfpacks of corvettes, gunships and Lancer cruisers sped forward to deal with the enemy fighter squadrons. The Battle for Klington has commenced!

Grand Admiral Tasak gave the order, "Send forward all fighters that havent recieved any orders otherwise! Hold the enemy off!"
And with that hundreds upon hundreds of Fighters moved forward to block off the enemys advance.

TO: Klington Ships
FROM: Grand Admiral Tasak
START MESSAGE
DO NOT FIRE YOUR CANNONS AT ENEMY FIGHTERS AND DO NOT WASTE HEAVY WEAPON POWER ON THE FIGHTERS, ALTHOUGH MINIMAL WEAPONS CAN BE USED IF A FIGHTER GETS TO CLOSE. WE HAVE ANOTHER TARGET.
END MESSAGE


Grand Admiral Tasak turned to his officer, "Tell the other ships to prepare for battle."
"Yes sir!"

Grand Admiral Tasak gave the order, "Send forward all fighters that havent recieved any orders otherwise! Hold the enemy off!"
And with that hundreds upon hundreds of Fighters moved forward to block off the enemys advance.

TO: Klington Ships
FROM: Grand Admiral Tasak
START MESSAGE
DO NOT FIRE YOUR CANNONS AT ENEMY FIGHTERS AND DO NOT WASTE HEAVY WEAPON POWER ON THE FIGHTERS, ALTHOUGH MINIMAL WEAPONS CAN BE USED IF A FIGHTER GETS TO CLOSE. WE HAVE ANOTHER TARGET.
END MESSAGE


Grand Admiral Tasak turned to his officer, "Tell the other ships to prepare for battle."
"Yes sir!"
A hundred dogfights began as the fighters clashed in the asteroid field, ours bolstered by the slightly larger but nearly as maneuverable wolfpacks, and the dedicated fighter-killers that are the Lancers sent sheets of rapid-fire laser cannons and swarms of missiles into the enemy ranks. Meanwhile, the larger capital ships continued to pour fire through the area, clearly decimating the rocks to prevent minor ambushes.

"Sir, we lost the Raikiri." A strike cruiser, our first capital casualty, hit a mine, then torn apart by fighters like wolves on moose.. There will be more before the day's out, that's for sure.

The Corneliuan Fleet got the order to move in. When the order was received Admiral Server immediately ordered the fleet to jump to normal space. The Death's Head came out of lightspeed dead on target. Around them and a distance behind them, came the rest of the fleet. Since they were smaller, they were able to catch up to the flagship.

"Launch all fighters. Charge up the beam! Prepare to fire it. Have all ships fire at will."

The moment the command was given, the fighters hurled themselves into the conflict firing as they neared their targets. The warships also opened up on their intended targets.

"Let them know who they are messing with this day." Server shouted. "Standby to fire the superlaser."

OOC: Superlaser? Uh oh... Batten down the hatches, she's gonna blow! ADD-ON TO THIS IN OOC THREAD

The Godulan vessels were surprised yet also pleased that the enemy fleets had completely bypassed them. Now they essentially had both enemy fleets completely surrounded.

The bliss faded almost instantly when it was realized who the attackers were. The Godulans had known the attackers were imperials, but they had not known who the enemy fleets actually hailed from. Shock and fury flooded through the fleet like a stampede. And a single message went out on all comm channels:

Coreworlds... Corneliu... unbelievable...

You... BETRAYED US. We TRUSTED you! We were loyal to you! Loyal to the extent of our abilities! And then you come here... TURNCOATS!

You have violated the things we hold most dear. Let this day ring out with the death cries of your battered armies as we make you PAY for this travesty! You will recognize the folly of your actions soon enough, maybe before we turn you into slag, maybe not. But we will make certain that you BURN for this.

BURN! NOT EVEN DEATH WILL HOLD US BACK!

The message cut off without another word, and the Godulan fleets lanced out towards the enemy fleets, commencing the targeting solution for their next iteration... surrounding the enemy fleets.

The Officer came back onto the bridge after telling the rest of the fleet the Admirals orders.
The Officer came up and said, "Sir?" Awaiting more orders.
"Tell our fleet to turn off the voidshields and tell our Godulian allies to be prepared to deactivate them when the time comes. Also send them a message telling them when we are ready to use our weapons so they can turn there Shields off in time."
"Yes, sir!"...

The fighting was fierce at the fronts with fighters soaring back and forth and engaging each other. While Klingtonian forces werent good as the enemy, they had two advantages, one was that alot of the ships had been disabled with the EMP mine field and also that the enemy was surrounded. 200 Ships were down so far, and more would come...

The Godulan battlefleets completed second iteration, materializing approximately a Quarter of an AU away from the main fighting, and charging inward. A veritable avalanche of arrowhead shaped ships.

Starbolts issued from the fleet like a swarm of angry bees, charging hard into the main fighting with their main cannons ready to fire as soon as combat range was acquired. The Starbolts were accompanied with a goodly number of Torpedo Corvettes, leaving fully half their number (around 320) behind to defend the main body of the fleet, also accompanied by hordes of StarBolts.

As the Starbolts Rushed ahead, the DawnRunners and all of their support craft came behind, the only adjective to match their approach was simply "Inevitable".

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On Harley's DawnRunner, a beep signalled the Commodore as he watched the approaching battle with a grim expression. "Encrypted messages from Klington, Commodore. They say they want us to shut down voidshields on their signal.

"Acknowledge, and return to comm silence. I want the enemy to have as little material to work with on encryptions as possible."

OOC: Superlaser? Uh oh... Batten down the hatches, she's gonna blow! ADD-ON TO THIS IN OOC THREAD

The Godulan vessels were surprised yet also pleased that the enemy fleets had completely bypassed them. Now they essentially had both enemy fleets completely surrounded.

The bliss faded almost instantly when it was realized who the attackers were. The Godulans had known the attackers were imperials, but they had not known who the enemy fleets actually hailed from. Shock and fury flooded through the fleet like a stampede. And a single message went out on all comm channels:

Coreworlds... Corneliu... unbelievable...

You... BETRAYED US. We TRUSTED you! We were loyal to you! Loyal to the extent of our abilities! And then you come here... TURNCOATS!

You have violated the things we hold most dear. Let this day ring out with the death cries of your battered armies as we make you PAY for this travesty! You will recognize the folly of your actions soon enough, maybe before we turn you into slag, maybe not. But we will make certain that you BURN for this.

BURN! NOT EVEN DEATH WILL HOLD US BACK!

The message cut off without another word, and the Godulan fleets lanced out towards the enemy fleets, commencing the targeting solution for their next iteration... surrounding the enemy fleets.
What? One of the enemy allies is Godular?! I twitched at the revelation, knowing how powerful that Kelvin kid was. Turned against even me, I can't fight a kid like that off without a hundred Jedi/Sith like Darth Vader helping me, as much as I hated him. I sighed and sent out my next orders. "Corneliu fleet, concentrate bombardments upon our former allies from Godular. Beware if they use those voidshield things of theirs. Hade's Scythe Battlefleet will aid you."

The Officer came back onto the bridge after telling the rest of the fleet the Admirals orders.
The Officer came up and said, "Sir?" Awaiting more orders.
"Tell our fleet to turn off the voidshields and tell our Godulian allies to be prepared to deactivate them when the time comes. Also send them a message telling them when we are ready to use our weapons so they can turn there Shields off in time."
"Yes, sir!"...

The fighting was fierce at the fronts with fighters soaring back and forth and engaging each other. While Klingtonian forces werent good as the enemy, they had two advantages, one was that alot of the ships had been disabled with the EMP mine field and also that the enemy was surrounded. 200 Ships were down so far, and more would come...
"Main fleet, aim down the throats of the enemy, but watch out if they begin to target the Super Star Destroyer." I ordered, and the rest of the Star Destroyer fleet moved ominously towards the main elements of the enemy battlefleet and the planet. "And where the hell are the Chronosians?! We're getting surrounded and I need them to get the enemy off our backs!"

The Klingtons new that a day like this was coming. Admiral Tasak had moved down into one of the fighter bays. Looking at the new machine that Klington had been preparing. They were sleek and black, stealth machines with highly powerful cloaking devices and numerous other measures to ensure there stealth, as well as the same machine used to pass through shields(commonly used on Boarding pods). They had just fitted 400 with a droid automated system. The Empire didnt want to lose lives like one would when sacrificing people like a pawn in chess. No that would be a droids job...

The fighters began to take off and headed out to there target, the Admiral went to the bridge to make sure they reached there destination.
An Officer who was monitoring the droids said, "Sir the Kamikazi squadron have almost reached there destination."
The droids slowly began to lock onto Cornelius bridge with Perfect stealth, there mission was to crash straight into and render it useless. A couple of fighters were spotted and opened up upon, knowing that they wouldnt survive they simply shot at the bridge and flew away from the squadron as to not give the position of the Squad away...

The Admiral proclaimed to his head officer, "This will most definatly work, with over 400 fighters and stealth advantage, they cant help to hit all of them, at least one of the them has to hit the bridge.

What? One of the enemy allies is Godular?! I twitched at the revelation, knowing how powerful that Kelvin kid was. Turned against even me, I can't fight a kid like that off without a hundred Jedi/Sith like Darth Vader helping me, as much as I hated him. I sighed and sent out my next orders. "Corneliu fleet, concentrate bombardments upon our former allies from Godular. Beware if they use those voidshield things of theirs. Hade's Scythe Battlefleet will aid you."

"Will do my friend."

With that said, the Corneliuan Fleet opened up on Godular vessels. The Death's Head then fired its superlaser at was hopefully the lead Godular vessel. The other vessels fired their largest weapons and anti-matter torpedoes at their former allies.

Fighters also fired their missiles and began to engage their forces as well.

The Godulan Voidshields were waiting for JUST that instant. They'd been tracking the power buildup, waiting for the instant the Superlaser was fired.

The VoidShield portal popped into existence a short distance from the superlaser's origin and was immediately flooded with the tremendous firepower of the Death's Head's main weapon.

Then it detonated. To the people on the Death's Head's bridge, it would have appeared at first that the very light of God himself had chosen that instance to bathe the ship in its splendor... if only the beam weren't so intense further down. Then the light began to take on a more disturbing nature, somehow managing to make a cycle through all the colors of the rainbow seem malevolent somehow.

The light quickly faded, revealing what could only be called an expanding sphere of destruction. It seemed as though the very universe itself was cracking into pieces, causing light to and space to refract unpredictably. The anomaly expanded swiftly at first, engulfing any vessels caught in the sphere where space-time itself worked to tear all within to pieces.

Commodore harley shielded his eyes from the colossal detonation. Not even the Command Chamber's auto-dimming didn't prepare him for the magnitude of the explosion. He'd heard what the voidshields would do if they took a Superlaser, but the simulations simply didn't do it justice.

It was... beautiful.

He was quick to come out of his stupor, however. 'Hesitation Kills', they'd taught him in his tactics course. He immediately ordered the Godulan capitol ships to commence Bridge Sniping protocols on the enemy vessels, hoping to capitolize on the confusion.

They took the initial brunt of Corneliu's assault, focusing forward shields to compensate for the strength of the counterfire. For the moment though, all blasterfire falling into the colossal shatterspace anomaly (still there, but on the verge of collapsing back into normalcy) bounced around in random directions, scattering the fire to a more manageable level and allowing the Godulan fleet to charge with even more impunity.

The Shatterspace collapsed after several agonizing seconds, and the Godulan capitol ships were ready, each Capitol ship picking a single vessel and focusing every one of their Primary Battery Flux Cannons on their targets' bridges. They closed the distance, firing in unison with a Fusillade of blue streams of energy slamming into command centers and other vital points.

The Godulans had studied Imperial ShipBuilding well... they knew how to hit when and where it hurt most.

"Wow." I said, amazed at the display of what was supposed to be a superlaser destroying a flagship, but turned bright, then dimmed into a sphere that destroys everythiing in it's path. Sensors from that anomaly, and even my Force senses told us that this was something way off the scale, as if space-time itself was shattering like transparisteel. Shaking myself from the mesmerizing display, I concentrated back onto the battle.
"Hade's Scythe group, have your Star Cruisers swarm the enemy with their missiles. Cover the Corneliuan fleet as they recover!" I ordered.

On cue, the Star Cruisers opened fire with dozens, then hundreds of missiles, all in varying amounts of firepower, from the minor Kilomissiles (antifighter missiles), to the big bastards of Gigamissiles (anticapship/anticommandship). The missile swarms acted like a cloud of angry bees ready to sting. While one missile won't do much, dozens or even hundreds were guaranteed to cause major damage to enemy ships. And it was these missiles that sped for the Godular fleet to to turn their attention on to the Star Destroyer squadron as it moves in with it's turbolasers following the missiles.

OOC: I should consider that a godmod. Not even the Vong would've withstood that shot and they had voidshields.

IC:

"What happened?"

"Attack failed. Apparently they have void shields that kept our attack from succeeding."

"Damn it. Pull us back. I don't want us to suffer massive amounts of damage. We'll preserve this ship."

The ship pulled back and the rest of the fleet charged forward to engage.

"Let me know when the superlaser is recharged. We'll do something else with it to punch through that void shielding." He immediately began to rummage through what they have gathered on it when they were allies with them.

OOC2: pull that again and I will consider it a godmod.

OOC: I should consider that a godmod. Not even the Vong would've withstood that shot and they had voidshields.

IC:

"What happened?"

"Attack failed. Apparently they have void shields that kept our attack from succeeding."

"Damn it. Pull us back. I don't want us to suffer massive amounts of damage. We'll preserve this ship."

The ship pulled back and the rest of the fleet charged forward to engage.

"Let me know when the superlaser is recharged. We'll do something else with it to punch through that void shielding." He immediately began to rummage through what they have gathered on it when they were allies with them.

OOC2: pull that again and I will consider it a godmod.

Ok, it wasnt as bad as it seemed you still dont get away without losing a ship. Post some losses.

Ok, it wasnt as bad as it seemed you still dont get away without losing a ship. Post some losses.

not until Godular does so! He forgot that I launched ANTI MATTER TORPEDOES!

Lets not play "Not until..." You post you losses than you politely say, "Hey Godular, I shot some Anti-Matter torpedos at you, where are the losses?"

Lets not play "Not until..." You post you losses than you politely say, "Hey Godular, I shot some Anti-Matter torpedos at you, where are the losses?"

He posts them first because I fired at him first with my attack.

He posts them first because I fired at him first with my attack.
Or you can have some dignity and be a man and post your losses instead of holding out for no apparent reason.

Or you can have some dignity and be a man and post your losses instead of holding out for no apparent reason.

3 Light Cruisers, 2 destroyers destroyed. 1 Battleship damaged, 1 Carrier damaged.

Geesh... the MSN conversation after that had me all OVER THE PLACE... here's losses...

P.S. don't forget the fact that the Godulan fleet was also Sniping Bridges with main batteries as soon as the shatterspace poofed.

The Fighters slammed into the enemy fleets, cutting loose with anti-fighter volleys against any skirmishers they ran across, bucking and weaving as they did so, and switching to heavy cannons for larger targets of opportunity.

The oncoming Godulan fleets spotted the incoming missiles fired from both the Corneliuan and Coredian fleets. Opening up with their secondary batteries, cutting loose with blue bursts of electric energy that would explode at random intervals. Like depth charges in space, they did a decent enough job of blocking a goodly portion of the missiles. And point-defense missiles did at least a small amount of work on the remainder.

But as the Godulan vessels charged closer to the fleet, continuing their fusillade, the Missile storms slammed into the DawnRunners and their support fleets. Several Carriers went up almost instantly, their shields buckling and failing under the onslaught, a couple Cannon Cruisers also fell victim, losing shielding and being critically damaged... one crumbled into pieces, and another set its engine into overdrive, aiming for an enemy ship and charging in at ramming speed.

One DawnRunner suffered significant damage to its fore portion, looking like a paper airplane had bonked into a wall, but kept going, firing just as fervently as it was before.

The DawnRunners sent the order, expand the range of the Protium arc Disintegrators and let the secondary batteries knock the enemy around, while commencing more concerted fire with the primary batteries, launching salvo after salvo at them.

Loss Summary:

6 Support Carriers, 2 Cannon Cruisers with one on ramming speed for the nearest enemy ship, and about a third of a Dawnrunner.

While many of the Star Destroyers hit by the sniper attacks had their shields up and thus survived, one hapless Victory Star Destroyer and a bombarded Star Destroyer were sniped to death, their bridges blown apart, and their hulls looking like swiss cheese. Only a few hundred out of thousands survived the ships before vacuum took air's place and suffocated the survivors deep inside the ships.

The bombardments of turbolasers, ion cannons and missile swarms continued even as the fleets began to turn sniping attacks into slugging matches, while fighters wheeled between the ships, dodging fire from everywhere trying to kill the enemy and not get killed. It's not a battle anymore, it's a slaughter.

The fleet had most of its shields up. The ones that didn't got sniped. Though severly damaged, damage control parties got the secondary bridges going.

Three warships however where not so lucky.

"And behold the heavens shall open....And Chaos shall sour the land of mortality. For it is great and terrible and its wrath is mighty." He chuckled; as the very void seemed rent apart by cataclysm; a sundering of the abyss in light and fury, as the Chronosian warfleet; at least a thousand strong tore forth from the horror of the Warp. The roaring monstrosities on board; the foul twisted ruins of Humanity; roared in bloody prayer and worship. Their gods would know glory! Khorne would drink the blood of Klington; Papa Nurgle would ravage them with plague; Slaanesh would drink deep of their souls; even as Tzeentch scoured them away and planted the seed of the Mutant.

"We come to aid our mighty allies...and reap a harvest!" Came the hiss over the communications networks. "Behold the Might of the Gods!"

"And behold the heavens shall open....And Chaos shall sour the land of mortality. For it is great and terrible and its wrath is mighty." He chuckled; as the very void seemed rent apart by cataclysm; a sundering of the abyss in light and fury, as the Chronosian warfleet; at least a thousand strong tore forth from the horror of the Warp. The roaring monstrosities on board; the foul twisted ruins of Humanity; roared in bloody prayer and worship. Their gods would know glory! Khorne would drink the blood of Klington; Papa Nurgle would ravage them with plague; Slaanesh would drink deep of their souls; even as Tzeentch scoured them away and planted the seed of the Mutant.

"We come to aid our mighty allies...and reap a harvest!" Came the hiss over the communications networks. "Behold the Might of the Gods!"

"Sir Chronosia has arrived." The comm officer stated as he shook his head.

"Excellent!" Server replied. "Lets get this fight over with."

He quickly looked back at the intelligence. "Cease the superlaser power build up." He stated in a hurry.

Some of his bridge crew looked at him with stunned looks. "Carry out the orders. Power up all of our conventional weapon systems and engage."

The orders were carried out and the Death's Head began to fire all of it conventional weapons systems.

Commodore Harley smirked slightly as he saw the Chronosian fleet emerge into realspace. He knew there was somebody else coming... no imperial effort of this magnitude would send so few ships, even relatively speaking.

"Gonna haveta rush things a bit," he said to himself.

As the Godulan Fleets closed the distance with the enemy fleets around Klington, what could only be considered a strange fleet Mitosis took place as the fleets split, vertical to the orbital plane in opposing directions, keeping their noses pointed at the Corneliuan and Coredian fleets. They were pulling something akin to a pincer move.

As the move went underway, the order went out to the fleet to focus all firepower on the enemy flagships. The shift took place almost immediately, one second, the various ships were just firing into the fleet with insane ferocity, the next they were slamming all firepower into the Death's Head and the Palpatine working first to disable their respective superlasers, and secondly to simply disable the ships themselves.

All 240+ main battle vessels began concentrating their fire on the two enemy flagships, working to knock them out as quickly as possible. Flux Cannons, Protium Arc Disintegrators, Phase Torpedoes, The godulan fleets unloaded EVERYTHING on the flagships.

The order also went out to the StarBolts to commence heavy fire on the flagships as well, and they complied with speed, shifting their cannons to anti-capitol ordinance and commencing dive-bomb formations, the Torpedo Corvettes also began launching flurries of Phase Torpedoes at their new objectives as well.

An encrypted message was also sent to Klington:

We can handle Corneliu and Coreworlds, but not Chronosia too... we're gonna need some backup here, some Fire Support. Get your ships going, we've got them pinned.

AND WHERE THE HELL ARE OUR OTHER REINFORCEMENTS?

At that moment, The 1st Corneliuan Naval Fleet jumped into the system.

"Sir, our re-enforcements have arrived."

"Very good. Have them launch their fighters and to mix it up with the Godular forces. Now we have them."

"Yes sir."

The 1st fleet, coupled with the original battle fleet that was orginially in the fight, launched their fighters and began to fire on the enemy.

"Firing control. Fire a full barage of Anti-matter and proton torpodes. Fire all available weapons but keep the superlaser uncharged."

"Right away sir."

The orders were immediately carried out.

Commodore Harley smirked slightly as he saw the Chronosian fleet emerge into realspace. He knew there was somebody else coming... no imperial effort of this magnitude would send so few ships, even relatively speaking.

"Gonna haveta rush things a bit," he said to himself.

As the Godulan Fleets closed the distance with the enemy fleets around Klington, what could only be considered a strange fleet Mitosis took place as the fleets split, vertical to the orbital plane in opposing directions, keeping their noses pointed at the Corneliuan and Coredian fleets. They were pulling something akin to a pincer move.

"The fleet is to break that pincer attack, now." I ordered. "Alpha strike until you find a weak point!"

The fleet began to intensify their firepower as ordered, sheets of turbolaser fire and missile swarms lancing out for the enemy to break the pincer attack and move us ahead.

As the move went underway, the order went out to the fleet to focus all firepower on the enemy flagships. The shift took place almost immediately, one second, the various ships were just firing into the fleet with insane ferocity, the next they were slamming all firepower into the Death's Head and the Palpatine working first to disable their respective superlasers, and secondly to simply disable the ships themselves.

All 240+ main battle vessels began concentrating their fire on the two enemy flagships, working to knock them out as quickly as possible. Flux Cannons, Protium Arc Disintegrators, Phase Torpedoes, The godulan fleets unloaded EVERYTHING on the flagships.

The order also went out to the StarBolts to commence heavy fire on the flagships as well, and they complied with speed, shifting their cannons to anti-capitol ordinance and commencing dive-bomb formations, the Torpedo Corvettes also began launching flurries of Phase Torpedoes at their new objectives as well.
OOC: Palpatine has no superlaser. Gravity weapons in spades, though I won't call them out until later.

So, they've finally attacked the flags. I smirked. "How are the shields?"

"Holding steadily. Can't hold forever."

I nodded. "All right. Concentrate defensive formations on the Palpatine and return fire. It's time to bring the big bastard into the game! Oh yeah, what's the status of Rommel's reinforcements?"

"They're still incoming sir, should be here within the hour."

By then, the battle might be decided. I thought dryly, wincing slightly as bombardments upon the Palpatine splashed against it's powerful shields. I hope the twins are all right, even as sheets of green fire and white streaks (missiles) attacked the enemy forces firing on the flagship of the fleet.[/QUOTE]

The Officer rushed into the bridge at a full run, he ran up to Admiral Tasak and said with a big smile, "SIR! They are within range of our weaponry!"
"Finally!" Said Admiral Tasak.
"Quickly send a message to the Godulians!"
To: Our humble allies, Godular.
From: Klington
Quiclky, take down your voidshields, if you do not I fear that the explosion resulting from our next attack will destroy the entire universe. After our first volley, turn back on your shields and unleash everything you can spare on the Palpatine. Your ass-kicking friend, Admiral Tasak.

"Ok, are all of the Super Cannons ready?" asked Admiral Tasak.
"Yes sir, ready to kick some Sith ass!" Said the officer.
"Good, Ultimate Super Cannon Attack!" Exclaimed Admiral Tasak
The entire crew fell down with their legs in the air as a giant drop of sweat resided with there head would have been.
"But seriously though, unleash everything we have on the Palpatine, All super cannons, everything!"

And with that what appeared to be 80 or so Super Cannon lasers all headed for one objective: The Palpatine. It was.... magnificent. It was like a great rainbow of colors, a red Super Laser, A Blue one, all in a great blur to one area. As the lasers began to reach their area the Ships began to fire all of their conventional weapons at the same ship.
"Send the Godulians to power up their sheilds immediatly!" Said Admiral Tasak.
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A young man stood in the fighter bay, he was a combat Veteren, but had never flown a fighter.
A young expierenced fighter walked up to the man and said, " 'ey! Narthuas! There not that damn intimidating! You remember your training?"
Narthaus looked up slowly and gave a deep hypnotic stare, "Of Course I do, but you'll come to learn-well actually you wont. But as I was saying, you find that after 500 years of life one looks at everything differently. I was just thinking about how a fighter is analogous to life. Everything is connected to life that way, and if you take the time to contemplate it, you'll learn something new. You should do it, you'll be ahead of the other young kids around here."
"Yeah yeah yeah, you told me a billion times!"
Narthaus muttered something like, "No I told you once, you just havent listened a billion times."
Then Narthaus snapped up and clamped his hand to his where his ear would be on his battlearmor. He then said, "We got orders, lets go."
As they hopped into the fighters and began to take off, Narthaus recieved another message from the yound fighter pilot. "Sir, where are we going?"
Narthaus replied, "I already told you where we are. We are here, thats all that matters. Wheres and Whens get you nowhere, once you gain rank your told those things and you never need to speak of them. In a war where every breath could be your last, its best to savor that breath, not to waste it on a 'Where' or 'When.'"

As Narthaus tried to convey his message to his subordinate they moved out to a Defender Station to help keep it under guard. Narthaus did not realize it, but soon he would find someone who was willing to listen...

"Sir the void shield is down!"

"Emergency power up now"

When the order was given, all power shifted to the super laser.

"FIRE IT AT KLINGTON"

The green Beam Fired directly at the Klington Flagship!

Boom!

"Sir Klington Flagship destroyed."

"Good! Now move this sucker back. Notify the 1st fleet to cover our pull back. We don't want the samething happening to us."

The Death's Head moves back as the 1st fleet takes up positions covering the flagship's pullback.

The fleet continues to power fire into the enemy fleets.

Admiral Lightfellow of the Infinite was the next in Command after Tasak, and instantly took command after his commanding officer died. "Interesting." He said as he watched the Godhand burn in flames. "This isnt too good for morale, we need something to regain it. Continue the bombardment of the Palpatine. We have 3 fleets protecting the Forge, they arent needed there anymore. Bring them back in and block off Cornelius retreat, he came in and hes not leaving again."
"Yes sir! I will get on it immediatly!"
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With that 3 Fleets of 800 Came through Hyperspace to land a few KM away from Corneliu, there job was to block off the Cornelians.

"Sir Klington Flagship destroyed."

"Good! Now move this sucker back. Notify the 1st fleet to cover our pull back. We don't want the samething happening to us."

The Death's Head moves back as the 1st fleet takes up positions covering the flagship's pullback.

The fleet continues to power fire into the enemy fleets.
Nope, its my turn see above.

Nope, its my turn see above.

IC: "Keep up the hitting. Helm, notify Bush on band alpha 7. Tell him, he's incharge. We're getting out of here. Fire up the hyperdrive and jump us out of the system."

"Yes sir."

Everything was carried out and the Death's Head jumped out of the system.

Admiral Bush on his flagship continued to fire away!

OOC: I don't recognize black hole weapons anyway.

"Very good." I said.

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The probe droids jumped out of hyperspace and into the system of Klington itself. Each of the several hundred expendable droids put out sensors and cameras to scope out the enemy forces. Formidable is the not unexpected word.

OOC: Ok, need basic topography (planet #, asteroids, sun type etc), ship numbers, and any minefields or other easy-to-detect traps we may encounter.

OOC: Sorry about not posting my connection had been acting up lately. Anyway, there are ten planets in the Beta Aurigae system, four of them are habitable (Planets 1, 2, 5, and 7) and of those planets two of them are colonized (Planets 2 and 7). There is a small asteroid belt beyond the ninth planet. The planets oribit a G2V type star which is basically the equivalent of earth's sun. There are minefields guarding the approach to both inhabited planets and each inhabited planet has planetary shields similar to what the Bothans have on their homeworld. On the outskirts of the system there is an early warning fleet consisting of 50 Skipray blastboats, 25 Firespray, and 5 MC-80B Star Cruisers. Each inhabited planet has both surface based and orbiting defense platforms armed with turbolasers and ion cannons. The rest of the in system defense fleet consists of 5 Nebulon-B Frigates, 40 Imperial Star Destroyers, 50 MC-80B Star Cruisers, 50 Asssault Frigates, 75 Dreadnaughts, 75 Strike-Class Medium Cruisers, 140 Skipray Blastboats, and 225 Firespray.

My task force that will be fighting offensively against you and your allies will consist of 1 Super Star Destroyer (R.S.S. Sabertooth) [Flagship], 5 Nebulon-B Frigates, 40 Imperial Star Destroyers, 65 MC-80B Star Cruisers, 50 Assault Frigates, 75 Dreadnaughts, 75 Strike-Class Medium Cruisers, 180 Skipray Blastboats, and 240 Firespray.


IC: The task force had just completed the rendezvous with the fifth fleet when the outer patrol ships reported that Klington and Godular were in a triple pronged battle with the enemy forces. They needed help immediatly.

Word quickly made its way to the Sabertooth and into Admiral MacCloud's hands.

"Red alert, move the fleet into the battle at the allies weakest point. Once we're in range, launch the fighters to take out their support craft," he ordered.

The fleet entered hyperspace once more for the short one minute jump that would take them into the battle. One minute later, space rematerialized and the fleet began to fill in the gaps in the allied line. The battle was joined.

"Open a channel to the command ships," ordered MacCloud.

"Open sir."

The face of the Godular Commander appeared on the screen, "Looks like you boys could use some help," commented MacCloud. "What happened to the Klingtonian flagship."

Meanwhile out in space, the pitched battle continued as the Aurigean Ships lept into the fray. A group of 15 ships comprised of MC-80's and Imperial Star Destroyers began to open up on the Corelian 1st fleet at maximum range to keep away from the black hole torpedos launched by Klington.

OOC: Sorry about not posting my connection had been acting up lately. Anyway, there are ten planets in the Beta Aurigae system, four of them are habitable (Planets 1, 2, 5, and 7) and of those planets two of them are colonized (Planets 2 and 7). There is a small asteroid belt beyond the ninth planet. The planets oribit a G2V type star which is basically the equivalent of earth's sun. There are minefields guarding the approach to both inhabited planets and each inhabited planet has planetary shields similar to what the Bothans have on their homeworld. On the outskirts of the system there is an early warning fleet consisting of 50 Skipray blastboats, 25 Firespray, and 5 MC-80B Star Cruisers. Each inhabited planet has both surface based and orbiting defense platforms armed with turbolasers and ion cannons. The rest of the in system defense fleet consists of 5 Nebulon-B Frigates, 40 Imperial Star Destroyers, 50 MC-80B Star Cruisers, 50 Asssault Frigates, 75 Dreadnaughts, 75 Strike-Class Medium Cruisers, 140 Skipray Blastboats, and 225 Firespray.

My task force that will be fighting offensively against you and your allies will consist of 1 Super Star Destroyer (R.S.S. Sabertooth) [Flagship], 5 Nebulon-B Frigates, 40 Imperial Star Destroyers, 65 MC-80B Star Cruisers, 50 Assault Frigates, 75 Dreadnaughts, 75 Strike-Class Medium Cruisers, 180 Skipray Blastboats, and 240 Firespray.


IC: The task force had just completed the rendezvous with the fifth fleet when the outer patrol ships reported that Klington and Godular were in a triple pronged battle with the enemy forces. They needed help immediatly.

Word quickly made its way to the Sabertooth and into Admiral MacCloud's hands.

"Red alert, move the fleet into the battle at the allies weakest point. Once we're in range, launch the fighters to take out their support craft," he ordered.

The fleet entered hyperspace once more for the short one minute jump that would take them into the battle. One minute later, space rematerialized and the fleet began to fill in the gaps in the allied line. The battle was joined.

"Open a channel to the command ships," ordered MacCloud.

"Open sir."

The face of the Godular Commander appeared on the screen, "Looks like you boys could use some help," commented MacCloud. "What happened to the Klingtonian flagship."

Meanwhile out in space, the pitched battle continued as the Aurigean Ships lept into the fray. A group of 15 ships comprised of MC-80's and Imperial Star Destroyers began to open up on the Corelian 1st fleet at maximum range to keep away from the black hole torpedos launched by Klington.

OOC: Black hole torpedoes were ignored!

IC: "Admiral Bush! Looks like Beta came to play after all! Looks like they brought an SSD with them.

"Great! Ok. Target their vessels. Engage them. Let us knock these people out of the fight."

"Yes sir."

The ships formed up by battle fleets (400 ships each). The split off to attack the various elements of the newly arrived fleet.

On the outskirts of the system, another fleet of Corneliuan Ships jumped in. They began to look around. When they spotted the Beta's fleet, they began to move in. Their fighters launching and began to move into the fight.

The Ships who were sent to cut off Cornelius fleet prepared for Battle, they were unable to stop their orginal target but they were going to attack the enemy fleet nevertheless. They rushed forward into battle at the enemy, the centerline began to move backwords making a small gap inbetween the enemy and the ships...

The Ships who were sent to cut off Cornelius fleet prepared for Battle, they were unable to stop their orginal target but they were going to attack the enemy fleet nevertheless. They rushed forward into battle at the enemy, the centerline began to move backwords making a small gap inbetween the enemy and the ships...

The ships moved away and a hail of missiles (Fired from the fighters) poured through the opening. When the missiles went through, the fighters flew over the ships and entered the engagement zone.

The head of the war department looked at the council members. Sweat slowly ran down his face. He was nervous, there was a problem. The council had made the decision to go to their ally’s aid. There was only one problem. They weren’t prepared to fight a war. They had three whole fleets pounding the pirates in the outer rim trying to get back a shipment of arms that where sorely needed and was stolen.

He quickly left and decided his options. He had one fleet left, the fourth fleet. This was his problem, the 4th fleet was the fleet used during exercises to simulate pirates. This fleet used two old capital ships and old out dated Z95 head hunters, not the best considering that turrets from the capital ships had been pulled off to be scrapped and turned the things in to fighter carriers. This would be sent with an attachment of junk yard want to be, third hand Y-wings from some odd military auction that had also served as exercise craft. Several transport ships where also attached to the fleet caring a small detachment of marines to serve where ever they where needed.

The fleet wires the Klington home world and then enters hyperspace to meet up with the planet defenses. Two more fleets, first and third, also enter hyperspace but will arrive over a day later then the fourth fleet due to the distance they must travel.

The head of the war department looked at the council members. Sweat slowly ran down his face. He was nervous, there was a problem. The council had made the decision to go to their ally’s aid. There was only one problem. They weren’t prepared to fight a war. They had three whole fleets pounding the pirates in the outer rim trying to get back a shipment of arms that where sorely needed and was stolen.

He quickly left and decided his options. He had one fleet left, the fourth fleet. This was his problem, the 4th fleet was the fleet used during exercises to simulate pirates. This fleet used two old capital ships and old out dated Z95 head hunters, not the best considering that turrets from the capital ships had been pulled off to be scrapped and turned the things in to fighter carriers. This would be sent with an attachment of junk yard want to be, third hand Y-wings from some odd military auction that had also served as exercise craft. Several transport ships where also attached to the fleet caring a small detachment of marines to serve where ever they where needed.

The fleet wires the Klington home world and then enters hyperspace to meet up with the planet defenses. Two more fleets, first and third, also enter hyperspace but will arrive over a day later then the fourth fleet due to the distance they must travel.

OOC: who are you? You weren't invited! This is already a three on three contest! Ignored.

Klington invited me, I don't know about one of the others on his side thou.

Klington invited me, I don't know about one of the others on his side thou.

Sorry but this isn't his thread! Its coreworlds thread!

Corneliu is now ignored.

Sorry but this isn't his thread! Its coreworlds thread!
Yes and since " I will ignore whoever I damn well please" and I like that Idea, as well as CW agreeing to him joining. Your ignored.

Fine, he can play! He'll get slaughtered but he can play

Good, and Godular has a complaint.

Good, and Godular has a complaint.

He always has a complaint. Take to the OOC Thread!

OOC: I wasn't sure about you New Keam, due to you not having much of a presence around here. But, now that I have a better picture of your skills, you're alright. Come on in!

OOC: Guys, we have an OOC forum for a reason

The Corelian ships were backing away and firing at the Klington ships. As they flew back the were met by a small group of fighters and bombers trying to cut off the enemy retreat. At this moment the fleet that was orginally combatting the Corelians rushed forward and met the fighter line with its arrow shaped formation. The fighters that were above the Fleet were now behind it, but liable to catch up.

Surrendered.

"Admiral they have surrendered"

"Good! Notify the troop ships to jump into the system! Tell them to deploy on the planet. Make sure that General Patton knows that Martial Law is declared until further notice."

"Yes sir."

Within moments, the troop ships jumped into the system. The shuttles launched and headed to the surface. When General Patton stepped out, he immediately went to the television studio.

"I am General Patton. Military Commander. Until further notice, this colony is under martial Law by order of the Galactic Empire!"

As they surrendered the voidsheilds were destroyed before the "enemy" could get them.

"Stand down. They surrendered." I ordered, as the pounding upon the Palpatine ceased. Admiral Talin got some nice surrender terms out of Klington, or so I was told. "Let's go home and lick our wounds. Admiral, you have the fleet."

As Coreworlds Star Destroyers jumped home, Imperial ships stayed behind to pacify the Klington people. I teleported to the main docking bay, now a big mess of nearly spaced goods. Jacob's alchemy skills are impressive, having transmutated the hull breach shut before it could become a problem. The boys are growing nicely in their first mission.

"Ok, guys, let's go home." I said, shooing them into the shuttle. After clearance to head out, I soon made the jump to hyperspace.

OOC: My story arc can either begin here, or it can begin in another thread.

In what could only be classified as a galactic scale "Fuck up", the entire fight had gone to hell in a matter of seconds over what seemingly would have constituted a minor whoopsie.

The Godulans, seeing that things had just gone... weird... unloaded their entire supplies of Death Confetti around the planet and pulled a Probability Iteration out of the system. A single message on the comm waves as they went out:

What in the HELL just happened? Bah, no matter... we just put a huge cloud of Death Confetti around the Klington Homeworld. Anybody trying to go through it will basically suffer being buffeted with several million plasma grenades at once. Have a nice day!

Geez... I go to the bathroom and everything goes to shit... what. the. hell...

The fleet finally found its way to the combat area. Fighters where battling each other with cannons blazing. The burnt out remains of fighters where thrown out in to space as they where destroyed. This was an area meant to be handled by the other three fleets and not this one. The men in the bridge watched for only a second. This second would seem like a hellish eternity before their concentration was broken by the admiral’s voice over the intercom system.

“Launch all fighters…” the admiral barked.

The capital ships moved towards the fighters and bombers that where sent to cut of the retreat. The capital ship’s Ion cannon lurched in to action as it fired in to the ships. The remaining laser cannons quickly followed up the salute from the Ion cannon The Y-wings where the first ships out of the hanger bays and they quickly moved in to position to protect the capital ships. The Z95s where sent in to attack the enemy flight. The Klington fleet was routing.

“If they can last just one more day then we can stabilize these lines.”

The marines where moved using dropships to support the enemy. These marines where supported by several speeder bikes and repeaters.

OCC: I mean't to say support against the enamy. Not support the enamy :(

The fleet finally found its way to the combat area. Fighters where battling each other with cannons blazing. The burnt out remains of fighters where thrown out in to space as they where destroyed. This was an area meant to be handled by the other three fleets and not this one. The men in the bridge watched for only a second. This second would seem like a hellish eternity before their concentration was broken by the admiral’s voice over the intercom system.

“Launch all fighters…” the admiral barked.

The capital ships moved towards the fighters and bombers that where sent to cut of the retreat. The capital ship’s Ion cannon lurched in to action as it fired in to the ships. The remaining laser cannons quickly followed up the salute from the Ion cannon The Y-wings where the first ships out of the hanger bays and they quickly moved in to position to protect the capital ships. The Z95s where sent in to attack the enemy flight. The Klington fleet was routing.

“If they can last just one more day then we can stabilize these lines.”

The marines where moved using dropships to support the enemy. These marines where supported by several speeder bikes and repeaters.
OOC:Er...Klington just surrendered.

OCC:
Yeah I just saw that after my second post. Damn, I urged him to give me a day because this would have been my post tommorow.

The 15 large Keamian capital ships come out of hyperspace. In front of them over a thousand long range fighters formed in to attack position. More amazingly, they where on the enemies flank, not just on the enemies flank but positioned almost diagonally behind it. The Grand Admiral smiled, now it was his time.

“All Keamian forces, this is the Grand Admiral speaking. This is what we trained for, this is what we prepared for. Begin your assaults.”

The fighters move around with great percussion and speed at the enemy fleets. They launch concussion missiles and torpedoes at the capital ships and then they engage the fighters with laser cannons. The capital ships move forward unafraid, their laser cannons and Ion cannons where blasting furiously at the enemies capital ships.

The Keamian fourth fleet sprang back in to action as well. Their Z95s and Y-wings begin to push on the front to try to divert the enemy forces away from the main attack.

OCC:
Yeah I just saw that after my second post. Damn, I urged him to give me a day because this would have been my post tommorow.

The 15 large Keamian capital ships come out of hyperspace. In front of them over a thousand long range fighters formed in to attack position. More amazingly, they where on the enemies flank, not just on the enemies flank but positioned almost diagonally behind it. The Grand Admiral smiled, now it was his time.

“All Keamian forces, this is the Grand Admiral speaking. This is what we trained for, this is what we prepared for. Begin your assaults.”

The fighters move around with great percussion and speed at the enemy fleets. They launch concussion missiles and torpedoes at the capital ships and then they engage the fighters with laser cannons. The capital ships move forward unafraid, their laser cannons and Ion cannons where blasting furiously at the enemies capital ships.

The Keamian fourth fleet sprang back in to action as well. Their Z95s and Y-wings begin to push on the front to try to divert the enemy forces away from the main attack.
The Megalodon Battlefleet was one of the last to jump when this new enemy came in. Captain Keegan ordered his fleet to engage the enemy, sending X-wings (latest non-Jedi models) to deal with their 'little brothers' and E-wings to take out the slower-but-still-tough Y-wings. The Star Destroyers themselves numbered 19 (down from 25 during the main battle), and sent turbolaser fire, ion cannon bolts, and missile swarms into the enemy ranks. Wolfpacks containing a corvette and 5 gunships per pack pounced upon other enemy fighters, along with Lancer antifighter cruisers.

Captain Keegan sent a taunt to the enemy. "Better upgrade next time, peoples! Kiss your fleet goodbye!"

As the report came in just before the fighter carriers entered the area. The fighters where not launched instead two shuttles searched for disabled craft with men still inside and they radio the enamy battle fleet and try to pass themselves off as a medical fleet. Which in a way was the fourth fleets secondary function.

OOC: This surrender works out nicely because it opens up the table for my admission into the GE. I applied in the recruitment thread a while back but never got a response. I also wish to be assimilated into the fold like Klington but without the whole martial law thing. My nation just underwent a large change in government as it is, I don't think it would be beneficial to have a hostile takeover. So if it's ok with you guys I will just ask for application in my IC post.

IC: When the Klingtonian surrender came over the comm, MacCloud and his bridge crew gazed around in shock but MacCloud recovered quickly, "All craft cease bombardment, I repeat all craft cease bombardment. Get me a loss count up here ASAP. Meanwhile, tell the third through fifth fleets to plot a course for home. I'll stay behind with the first and second fleets to try and sort this out. I think it's about time they recongnized our request for admission. Open a channel to the Galactic Empire Flagship."

"Open sir."

"This is Admiral MacCloud of the Beta Aurigean navy. As our initial request for admission into the Galactic Empire went unanswered I believe that this surrender gives us another chance to talk with you about it. That being said, of behalf of the governmental council of Beta Aurigae, we formally request admission into the Galactic Empire as part of our terms for surrender."

As the report came in just before the fighter carriers entered the area. The fighters where not launched instead two shuttles searched for disabled craft with men still inside and they radio the enamy battle fleet and try to pass themselves off as a medical fleet. Which in a way was the fourth fleets secondary function.
To destroy, or not to destroy, that is the question... The Captain wondered. On the one hand, it's honorable to leave them alone, on the other, they shouldn't be around since they ARE supporting their enemies after all. "Take them out."

Two Victory Star Destroyers moved in on the fighter carriers and blasted away at them, while fighters buzzed and shot at the shuttles.

OOC:
http://bbs.stardestroyer.net/images/smiles/icon_twisted.gif

"Sir, apparently someone else wants to play tag." Captain Alexander said as he looks at the print out."

"Very well. Move in all fighters towards them. Set the fleet upon them. They can't take us all on at once."

"Shall I call in the Death's Head again? Its in the outer system!"

"Not this time. It'll come in later. When we hit our next target."

"Very well sir."

The fleet moved in for the kill against New Keam. The fighters began to attack and the weapons on board the fleet let loose on the New Keam Navy.

"Damn them" The Admiral thought. "Have the Antra disengage at once and head towards home. Fire the Ion cannon on that lead destroyer he barked, and get the foward deflectors on line. Draw back while firing those turrets and lock in the coordinates to where the second and first fleet are stationed on the outter rim. Tell them that we are engaged. The shuttles will have to fend for themselves."

At this point the Ion cannon opened up on the lead destroyer as the laser batteries begain to bombard it. A few Z-95s are launched to try to move in and tie up the destroyers so the Antra and the Lefon can escape.

The Z95s number in around fifty and they will use concussion missles and lasers to try to take out the second destroyer's communications and sheild systems. The Lefon's ion cannn will try to disable the first destroyer as it moves closer. Then if given time will head full speed away from the area.

The Megalodon, however, has not been idle. Captain Keegan moved his flagship to cut off the enemy's escape, even as lightning splashed across the first Victory's shields, shutting down equipment. The second Victory continued charging for the enemy, turbolasers blazing at them.

Interdictors powered up their gravity wells, and pointed the cones towards the enemy. Hyperspace engines don't work well when confronted with a gravity well, and will shut down as a safety feature, trapping the enemy in realspace.

The Elite Star Destroyer then launched a broadside of its port turbolaser batteries, green destructive energy slicing for the carriers.

2 X-wing squadrons and a wolfpack were called in to deal with the remaining enemy fighters, laser cannons and proton torpedoes firing into the enemy fighter squadrons to decimate them.

The Antra moves foward with a new plan. They now see a new target the CoreWorlds Flag ship. They lock on their Ion cannon and decided to see what they can do to it. The Antra launch it's fighters to engage the flagship as well. The fighters are using torpedos and concussion missles to try to elimentate some of the ships armorment. The Antra fires off it's concussion missles and torpedos at the disabled destroyer as the laser batteries support the Ion cannon's attack.

The Lefon pointed it's Ion cannon at the Elite Destroyer and let it blast away while launching concussion missles and torpedos at the enamy fighters and using it's three fourths of it's battery to knock around the second Victory and the other fourth will target the bridge of the disabled destroyer. They release the last of their fighters to hit the enamy fighters.

The remaining fighters pull off and move back toward the flagship as the shuttles finally explode.

After another few minutes the admiral radios CoreWorld's admiral.

"We wish to negotate."

The Antra moves foward with a new plan. They now see a new target the CoreWorlds Flag ship. They lock on their Ion cannon and decided to see what they can do to it. The Antra launch it's fighters to engage the flagship as well. The fighters are using torpedos and concussion missles to try to elimentate some of the ships armorment. The Antra fires off it's concussion missles and torpedos at the disabled destroyer as the laser batteries support the Ion cannon's attack.

The Lefon pointed it's Ion cannon at the Elite Destroyer and let it blast away while launching concussion missles and torpedos at the enamy fighters and using it's three fourths of it's battery to knock around the second Victory and the other fourth will target the bridge of the disabled destroyer. They release the last of their fighters to hit the enamy fighters.
While the ion cannon nibbled at the Megalodon's shields, she's still going very strongly, blasting at the two fighter carriers with a second broadside, despite some hull breaches and missing turbolaser batteries.

The remaining fighters pull off and move back toward the flagship as the shuttles finally explode.

After another few minutes the admiral radios CoreWorld's admiral.

"We wish to negotate."
"Negotiate quickly. Surrender or die will soon be your only choice." Came the reply as fire slacked off.

The Admiral's voice comes over the radio "We will leave the system and not return. We will cut all ties to Klington and move homeward. After this battle we will never cross you or your allies again."

It had been just over a day and still no reply from the GE ships. However, the first and second fleets hadn't been sitting on their hands for that time, repairs were underway on the damaged ships and systems, while the final causualty reports trickled in about three hours ago. Total casualties, 400 assorted fighters, 12 Skipray Blastboats, 40 Firespray, and 5 Dreadnaughts. Most of the other ships had sustained minor damage and were back at ready status while others would be almost four days to repair. Overall, MacCloud thought they made out quite well for the short period of outnumbered fighting. The only thing left to do was to get a reply from the GE Flagship and they would be on their way home, hopefully as a full fledged member of the Galactic Empire.

The Admiral's voice comes over the radio "We will leave the system and not return. We will cut all ties to Klington and move homeward. After this battle we will never cross you or your allies again."
"Very well. Should you break your word, know that we will cross swords once again, and the next time we do, there will be no mercy for you as we hunt down and destroy you." Keegan said, his words as sharp and cold as a Hoth blizzard. "Now go, before I change my mind."

A signal was sent to the Interdictors to shut down their gravity wells, so they could jump.

The fighters returned to their carriers. They had taken 40 percent casualties. The capital ships where knocked around but within a few minutes they entered hyperspace and went towards home.

The admiral turned to his crew. "We did a lot more damage then they did."

OOC: New Keam, you forgot that I fired at you too! Did you ignore my attack?

OOC: New Keam, you forgot that I fired at you too! Did you ignore my attack?
OOC: Bah, forget it. He's defeated anyway. I told you I could take care of him!!

OOC: Bah, forget it. He's defeated anyway. I told you I could take care of him!!

k k! Now what?