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Imperial News Service Update

It is yet another proud day as our forces have secured more land for the Empire. A Hyacombian planet has been found in the Falkar cluster of the Milky Way Galaxy. Our proud soldiers fell on them without warning, killing off 90% of the population in less than an hour. These alien scum will pay for their attack on our nation with their blood. We now go live to the planet.

"Thanks Clara, as you can see, we've already landed and are securing the major areas on the planet. There is a great ammount of resistance from the survivors, but we expect the planet cleansed and ready for colonisation within 2 days. *Boom* Is seems that they are putting up a major fight here... Ok we're being told to return to the transport. I'll have an update in an hour. Back to the studio."

Thank you Tim. We now go live to a statement from Grand Lord Gregory, Supreme commander of military forces, who has been monitoring the situation from the Military command base on Tydus Prime.

"Ladies and gentlemen we are pleased to announce victory will be ours. Let it be a message to all, that swift justice will come to those who cross the Empire. Now if you'll excuse me."

Grand Lord Gregory there. Now moving on to other news, a crime was actually commited today, but the criminal was swiftly found and put to death, thanks to our barcoding technology. It seems he was from another nation on holiday...

Is it only my allies who will post? *Sigh*

tag ... grate now im going to have to help fight off empire seekers

Tag; help those who can help you, I say....

Take A Grape

Tag

Yah! Go TIN! Thats pretty much all I can do being modern tech and all.

Tag, just for sheer killing-people-with-gorgers value

*TAG*
aslong as you stay out of my space and dont drag me into a possible war with the ESUS or the AoN then im happy and will join in (but right noe i hsve a cat sitting on me)

OOC: now i got the cat off me i can write a post.

IC:

The empress looked round at the cold stone faces of her Council, only moments ago the Imperial Senate with support from each Plantary and system goverments had moved on a drastic corse of action, the brake away from the Galatic Empire and Declaration of war apon ANY member who thought they could invade the Milky way.
All this tho was kept quite until the empress could make her speach but at this point in time plans were being drawn up to face this demand, for you see she knew that the Fallen Cluster would be safe for a few years in a war with the GE. Admitedly there forces where strong but even at sub light speed it would take time to traval into the cluster as small as it was the real barrior made shore of this. But she didnt want to go alone she want The Imperial Navy and Chronosia empire to join sides with her, she knew it would be next to impossible and with joint control of a planet within a Chronosian system she had much to risk but even more to gain.

"it just wont work, theres no way in hell they will join us over the Galatic Empire" Admiral Valkyrie snaped bagging his fist on the table, "they have all the free will they can get being part of the Galatic Empire and one heck of Milltary power to back them up"
"maby but think about it the Galatic empire is holding them back hell its holding us back, i bet they only real reason there goverments havent decided this is simplely cos no one has dared to stand up to the Empire of Unifed Sith or any other Galatic Empire member." Premarch Ravan said looking at Valkyrie and brushing her long black hair out of her face, her hair was easy to see in her Blood red powered armor. "with the ESUS and the AoN backing us if we can get them, the Chronosian Empire and the Imperial Navy Empire could see a chance in getting out in one peace."
Admiral Balash looked up, "and the death star huh what about that, no one has found a weakness." the other members of the council started to mermor and wisper, when one spoke, a Scientist called Kayvaan.
"but we have, for you seen the death star is basicly a moon and since it produces such a Gravatational feild we have a weapon that would pull it apart." he paused, all but the Empress and Valkyrie looked shocked, "Hyperspace Tears. A hyperspace tear torpedo is powerful but what if, just if we managed to get a larger HST weapon close to it, the HST bomb."
"ARE YOU CRAZY" Balash shouted, "do you know what effects that would have on Hyperspace let alone makeing the area of such a device implodeing would do?"
"infact i do, an area of about 2 light years would be impassable in real space or Hyperspace with out getting lost forever, would last anthing from 1 year to a few billion years. would produce whats been called the eye of terror, a massive area where hyperspace and real space are one with the pull of a medium sized black hole." Kayvaan said look at balash as if he had just insaulted his mother and had killed his pet dog.
Raven smiled at such a thing, so did the empress but Valkyrie didnt like it. It was widely known that the HST weapons where dangerus, even the few used had profound effects in hyperspace and in some cases made hyperspace more unstable then it already was.
"Admiral Valkyire, have the 1st and 2nd high fleets mobilised in 2 days, Raven have the 1st battle group with the 5th and 6th Companys mobilised at the same time. General Born have the 6th and 8th Infentry Armies mobilised for war in 6 days. I want the entire Colonial fleets and the other High fleets on full alert, ladys and gentalmen in 2 days we go to war." she turned to Malcave "Malcave have your 1st imperial fleet ready for combat, spread your forces in 3 key systems around the area TIN is invadeing and take the 4th,5th and 1st companys with you. You are only to engage if fired apone until the declation of war is given, but do not let them into them systems you understand."
"Yes empress" Malcave said, standing up and slaming his right arm across his chest, the sound of metel clanged as the armor on his arm and chest colided.
"oh and Malcave, if the TIN forces attack first you are to hold that line until the rest of the milltary is ready."
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The 3 systems Malgave picked were close systems to each other and were right smack in the line of traval to the Fallen cluster. The holding of the systems would be hard if it came to war but it had to be done, the 1st battle group jumped into the central system, a barron system with no worth at all save its good defensive set up. Radiation from the Star ment that anything close to it would be hidden, even if for a short time from scanners tho it wouldnt take a genius to figure it out and sort this problem out. the astroid belts made good defensive lines and good ambush sites, even with no planets in the system it still was good.
As soon as the 1st BG arrived spliting into 2 groups, the battle barges Malcave takeing 25 hunter destroyers and 35 Zero frigates moved towards the 2nd astroid belt while the other group lead by the battle barge Honor (with 36 zero Frigates and 25 destroyers) moved towards the outer system spreading out along the system.
On one of the largest astroids Troop pods landed setting up small bases with Anti ship guns and other weapons. All in all this would take atlest 56 hours to complete but there was no chance in hell that the TIN force in the near by system hadnt noticed.
In the other 2 systems the simular thing was happening with the 2nd BG spliting into 2 goups moveing into both systems, both would be out numbered most likely but even the smallest empire knew that CorpSacian ships could take one hell of a beating even with the speed of a slug.
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It had been a day since Malcave had arrived at Site Alpha, beta and Charile but the way Malcave had gone about it she knew that he was planning on setting up a Chapter homeworld at one of them.
She paced the throne room waiting for a Death company guard to walk in, and not long after she started paceing one did.
"my lady" the death guard said, "you asked me to relay a message to the Chronosian Empire.?"
the empress pulled the roll of parchment out and handed it to her "im intrusting this message to you, hand it over to no one but the Chronosian Emperor, even they try and take it from you, you have my blessing to strike down anyone who trys and stop you. take my personal Guard with you" she said looking the Guard in the eyes.
The Death guard saluted the empress "it is a honor you empress" she said softly befor turning quickly and rushing out.

You see even tho the Death guard were widely kown to be the empress Personal guard a select few, Elites shall we say, where her personal personal guards. the strongest of the all the death guard company and she would only send them if it was important and this message was.
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Tag! Keep kicking theire butt!

OOC: See my factbook for military numbers.

INS News update

...Causing them to die horribly and slowly.

Moving on, Imperial forces have now secured the planet, which will be named Oblivion Prime. The main Imperial fleet was involved in the attack, swiftly bombarding the former owners into oblivion. The fleet will remain in orbit for the next week, to secure the sector before moving on. This planet will be occupied by The Imperial Merchants Guild, to mine for new materials. More to follow soon.

In sport, Garrad flint was executed today for using enhancing drugs...

OOC: Might be forced to help you here TIN...

OOC: I'm ready for you Corpsac. I look forward to a fun RP.

OOC: You want my help, it's available!

IC: Suddenly, A medium size Mole fleet appeared. consisting of 7 MCD, 9 Interdictors, 27 Frigates, 55 Corvettes and 2 other ships.. that disappeared shortly after arriving.

'This MCD explorer to TIN ships. We see we are late in arriving as usual. Do you require any assistance?'

OOC: Corpsac this was arranged previously. Before you posted.

IC: "MDC Explorer, you're just in time. The fleet has secured the planet, and you've arrived to help in the final mop up operation. We're sending the co-ordinates for your drop pods. Clear out the northen hemisphere for us. We'll take the south. It's cold to the south, so we need protective clothing."

The fleet began to send dozens of pods towards the planet, Each carrying 12 heavily armoured troopers.

'Confirmed. We can adapt to the temperature drop. What temeprature are we talking of here?'

'Prepare the Transports. We won't expect much resistance, but any you meet... destroy. Keep the heavy armour back unless we need it. Send Light infantry, followed by MUSRUMs and FUSEs, then heavy infantry. Understood?'

'Yes Admiral'

'Good. Prepare for launch!'

"Temperetures range from -19 to -57 Degrees celcius to the north, and up to -70 to the south. So take care!"

'Thanks'

'Ok, you'll need to wear the Extreme temperature suits to survive down there. Good luck troops.'

'Yes Admiral'

The transports launched and headed down towards the planet. They landed with some ground fire, and 2 were destroyed. The remaining 48 landed safely. Out of the transports came row after row of Mobile death for the Hyacombians or foolishly resisted. It would be a short battle, with the MUSRUMs and FUSEs having a picnic...

IC A few hours later

The last enemy fell, under a hail of lasers, energy bolts and Rockets.

'This Officer 23445675 to HQ. We have defeated the enemy!'

'Affirmitive. Comence scanning of area for anything useful.'

'Confirmed'

'What were your loses!'

'Including those in the transports, 3500 light infantry, 1125 heavy infantry. 21 MUSRUMs and 27 FUSE AVs destroyed.'

'Fine. Continue'

A few Hyper fighters scanned for anything useful below the frozen land...'

OOC: What's here then TIN man!?

OOC: The planet is filled with heavy deposits of diamonds and valuble gasses. Hyacombians only settle on the best planets.

Later

'Admiral, the scans are in.'

'And?'

'Diamonds and some gas are the major stuff down there'

'Diamonds are nice, but not worth mining for for us... Yet. There is no point in setting up a mining planet here for a few pieces of carbon. Prepare transmit our findings.'

'Yes sir.'

OOC: Ok, how do I fit into this; should I get ready to RP receiving the message?

OOC: Ok, how do I fit into this; should I get ready to RP receiving the message?

Respond to the news report. It is international.

IC: 'This is Grand Admiral stevens. What's happening over there, Striker?'

'We have determined that the planet is going to be hard to mine,a nd what's available is of little value at this time. I'm sending through details of what was available.'

'Hmm.... I agree. Prepare to move out.'

'Yes sir'

OOC: K, btw TIN, I posted in my Expansion thread :P

IC:

They had heard the news; almost like a summons from the void, a call to them that they could not ignore; a beacon in the infinite black.Through space, they came; slowly, surely; till they paused upon the cusp of it, the edge of the system. The planet would be a rich mining venture; and whatever lived there, would be an interesting xenological find. But more than that, the Imperium did not thrive alone on exploration...Occasionally, it must verge on conquest. And so it was, with no true intent save curiosity...A Chronosian scout patrol violated the borders of the System.

'Sir, we are picking up a vessel.'

'TIN?'

'No... we can't identify it'

'Await for it to move closer. Let TIN deal with it.'

'Yes sir'.

"Vessel incomming sir... Chronosian in signiture..."

"I always feel uneasy with these guys... send a friendly greeting Lutenant, and ask them what brings them to this system."

"The Imperial Navy is hailing us, commander. They ask of our business here."

The Commander hissed; chuckling wryly as his fingers strummed the inlaid bone of his command chair. "Open a communications channel."

"Greetings, Imperials. We come because we heard your news; it is most intriguing and we wish to survey the world. Many ancient worlds have traces of ancient technology...Relics and Alters to the True Powers; we would ask that a survey team be allowed to the planet...For the good of all."

"Greetings, Imperials. We come because we heard your news; it is most intriguing and we wish to survey the world. Many ancient worlds have traces of ancient technology...Relics and Alters to the True Powers; we would ask that a survey team be allowed to the planet...For the good of all."

'It appears TIN knows this race sir.'

'Hmm.... If they ask, give thme permission to scan the planet... under our observation.'

OOC: Gotta go for a second. Some chav has set off the fire alarm!

"Your response Admiral?"

"Open a channel."

-Chronosian allies-

Access granted. We are all allies after all. You are permitted to take the western hemisphere, but please avoid entering Moleland territory. They may take it personally.

-Message ends-

"We thank you for this..."

The Commander pressed the controls; wiling the ship forward towards the sphere; before pausing; hovering in the gulf, as he turned to give orders.
"Prepare the Survey Team; search for anything that will be of use; and begin preliminary colonisation programs on the Western Hemisphere. I want a viable settlement as tribute to the Emperor...."

'Sir, it appears the Chronosians are taking in the western hemisphere... but in land we have taken.'

'Fine. Now, we wait to be relieved...'

A patrol group flew over the surface, searching for anything else that could be of use...

"A temple! down there! prepare to drop the trooper pod!"

The transport with the group released their transport pod, from which emerged a number of troopers.

"Investigate that temple... we must find out what lies within."

"My Lord; monitoring of Imperial communications has revealed that they have found a temple...Your orders, my lord?"

"Deploy an additional team to this temple...We must find what secrets this ancient world holds....For the Emperor..."

"Understood; we serve in his name..."

The troops carefully stepped into the temple...

"What do you see?"

"I can't see a thing... activating night-vision."

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"What is it?"

"Hold on, there's some writing here..."

We, the servants of the Chaos gods, hereby dedicate this temple to our almighty Lord Nurgle... may pestilence and death fall on his enemies...

"What does it mean?"

"Well if my philosophy lessons serve me right, there was once and ancient cult across the galaxy that worshiped Nurgle, god of Desise and pestilence. It is said he created the great plagues of our universe, the black death, TB, MRSA, Aids..."

"Perhaps we should exit the temple and report this..."

"Right. Lets go and... UHHHH!"

"HARRRAAJHHH!"

"GAHHHH!"

The troopers were stricken, one after the other, unable to breath. One by one, they collapsed and died.

On the transport

"I've lost their signals. Lets get the hell outta here!"

The transport took and and fled back to base.

"Prepare for a bombardment of the following co-ordinates! There must be Hyacombe survivors down there!"

'Sir, we have been monitoring activity by both sides. It appears TIN are about to bombard a temple of some sort...'

'Hmm... whatever floats their boat... Continue observing them both.'

'Yes sir.'

General David Jones could not spare any of his ships--he needed to take the Imperial capital, Astropolis, shortly--but he did so anyways. The ISF Dirk slinked out of Jones's star base and crept toward the newly conquered planet. He was hoping that he could acquire some 'war materials,' so to speak, and speed his capture of Astropolis. To that end, the ship was given a full compliment of Jones's elite troops, the People's Gaurd.

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Captain Richard Ostra sat in his chair on the bridge of the Dirk, overseeing the departure. The ship gracefully detached from a floating pylon and floated away from the station, awaiting the Captain's order. "Helm, engage FTL drive. Plot a course toward Oblivion Prime. Weapons, stand by for cloak when we arrive." The crew gave the usual yes sirs and went about their tasks. The Captain lay back in his chair and got comfortable.

The vessel gave off an odd glow as the FTL drive engaged, surrounding the ship in a brilliant rainbow of yellows and oranges and greens, followed by a fantastic blue from the ship's engines. The ship lurched forward and accelerated rapidly, and as it hit light speed a great blinding flash was given off. This flash was the equivalent of a sonic boom, only it was known to ISF forces as an "optic flash."

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Several hours later the ship disengaged its FTL drive and engaged its conventional thrusters to float it into the system. As the last rainbow glow of colors disappeared, the ship's cloaking device kicked in and the ship was gone in a dull flash. Even the light of the engines could not be observed, as the engines had been cut off; they would drift in on momentum. All neccesary systems were shut down and battlestations were manned, save for the weapons; they were left offline, so as to not appear aggressive.

OOC: Fluffywuffy, how does your ship cloak?

OOC: I've never really thought about how it cloaks before, but I'll just have to wing it, I suppose.

The ship projects an image of its background onto the hull, so as not to be visible. The ship is built mostly from composite materials, and is coated with RAM to minimize magnetic and radar cross sections. Possible detection by tracking emissions from the engines is minimized by shutting off the engine and drifting in. All non-essential systems (such as air conditioning) are turned off, and weapons remain powered down. Other than that, I really don't see how one could cloak a ship; but then again, I am no scientist.

OOC: wow my moves go un noticed :D my people must be good at being sneaking even when they are standing in front of you with a sign say "oi look" just kidding.

IC:

in the depth of the Chronosia Empire in the home system outskirts a small jump point suddenly riped its way though the frabric of space, the trade mark of CorpSacian Hyperspace drives. From the jump point a lone Akiran (http://us.games-workshop.com/games/bfg/hobby/galleries/imperial/images/imp_lunar.gif) Class battleship exited, on the vary front of the ship a figure of the Imperial Crest stood proud. Only one ship had this and only one group used the ship, the Empress or the death guard.
As soon as the ship exited the jump point the ship started to send out an encoded trasmission, with the simple message "CorpSacian Delegate to see the Emperor and no one elce, ergant". the ships ion dirves slowly light up pushing the ship forward slowly in space towards the Chronosian homeworld. as standard procedures all gun ports where opened but not charged and a flight of Royal Thunderhawk gunships left the hanger bay and moved in formation infront of the Battleship.
"Sister Commander Gothica, we have arrived and have sent out a trasmission" a Battle sister said to gothica.
"vary well, get the honor guard ready and my personal Thunderhawk, make shore a flight of Firewing Mk X as escorts." Gothica replyed, her terminator Power armor gleamed in the low light, her long sliver hair to gleamed. The armor had the Death company insignia on the left sholder plate and on the right the Insignia of the honor guard of the Empress. The Battle sister turned and walked out of Gothica's room leaving her to get ready. She picked up her Lighting claw and attached it, her claw was unique being the only one ever made by the empress herself in the age of First life millions of years ago. She then picked up her Plasma bolter pistal and its holster and straped it round her weist. finialy she picked up Her cloak from the near by table, black with the Imperial Crest on it. as soon as she staped it on it seemed to come alive shimering as if something was just waking up then relaxing.
She turned and headed towards the door then down towards the chappel for prey and a blessing from the Chaplin befor then heading to the hanger bay to board the Thunkderhawk.

After about 20 minutes of traval on just entering the system the thunderhawk was launched along with the escort of 7 fighters all looking Formal and Grand but still as deadly as any other.
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Malcave paced the hall of the battle barge, he was uneasy for you see for some time now he had been hearing voices. Voices that told lies, lies about the empress, lies about the corse but now he seemed to be thinking maby they where true.
"My lord no change, TIN forces dont seem to notice us, a new Xeno" the Sargent seemed to say that word as if he had a extramely bad taste in his mouth and with such hate. "has arrived as well as a Chronosia ship."
"what!" Malcave said looking shocked "and no word from the Empress?"
"no my lord" the sargent replyed.
"its happened..they told the truth" he wispered "Sargent contact the 2nd battle group tell them to attack the TIN forces and there allies, wipe them out"
"my lord?" the sargent said in a shocked voice.
"PREMARCH" A battle borther shouted running into the hall "you must come now we have a problem"
"you have your orders sargent" Malcave said quitely then walking off quickly with the battle brother to the eating hall. inside 4 marines were being held by 20 other marines, all 4 of the marines were shouting.
"SHES NOT A GOD" one shouted, the others were shouting simular things as the other marines shouted things like Heratic and traitor.
"premarch, they must be punished for this act." a Sargent said.
"let them go, we are at war and need all we can get" he said "they will be delt with after."
people looked shocked and wispered but in the end he was there Premarch and they had to do as they where told.
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All the ships in the 2nd battle group in both systems jumped into hyperspace and set course for Oblivion Prime, when they got there the ships would wait in hyperspace till all forces arrived then attack. For traval would take sevral hours and so would the attack.

Malcave knew this wouldnt go past un noticed by anyone, even the Hand of gods Empress. He risked alot but now he knew now he was conviced the voices were true.

*several small pinpricks of light appear behind the orbiting fleet suddenly blossoming into hundreds of portals from which emerge battlecruisers, carriers and support craft, 182nd The New Russian Fleet, Under the command of Admeral Ivan Stukov abord the super-battlecruiser "Vladmir Lennin" has arrived*

Officer: Sir! we have arrived at the origen point of the distress signal.

Stukov: Excelent! It seems that we have caught the illustrious Imperial Fleet in the act of attacking an inhabited planet. Open a comm frequency to their commanding officer, I wish to address him Personally. Also, powerup the weapons systems and the shields.

O: yes Sir! Should we have the carriers deploy their fighters?

S: yes, deploy the fighters and have the fleet standby for attack.

O: immediatly sir!

*the 10 Stalin-Class Carriers begin launching all of their 200 fighters, creating a swarm of 2000 fighters total*

Intercomm onboard one of the carriers: SCRAMBLE! SCRAMBLE! ALL PILOTS TO YOUR STATIIONS!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL! REPEAT...

*pilots rush to their craft. Captain Pavel Petrovitch leads his wingmates to their fighters, Headhunter Squadron is about to launch*

P: looks like we're gonna see some action yet boys!!

Captain Ostra awoke to find all hell breaking loose around his ship. "Captain, passive sensors detect massive hyperspace contacts on all bearings, at least two thousand fighters from a carrier, sir. Wait! Ships are powering up weapons, sir." That jolted Ostra fully from sleepiness, and his demeanor changed from that of a tiger stalking its prey into that of a mouse running from a hungry owl. "Weapons, load missile tube one, get a nuke. Prepare our Scout fighters for launch. All hands to battlestations, weapons on standby. Repeat, do not power up weapons until my order. Get those marine guys awake, now! Helm, drift us toward those carriers."

The ship was now like a beehive, with drones swarming around to defend it against wasps or some other threat. In a moment's notice the ship could now be fully ready to defend itself, or get out of there, if neccesary. Hopefully it wouldn't, being cloaked and all, but the Captain would take no chances. The ship changed directions ever so slowly, using the emergency rocket booster to change course.

Officer: Sir! one of the ships is using a primitive cloaking system and is drifting towards out carriers! we are also getting a radiological warning from it's forward missile tubes!!

Stukov: WHAT!?! have all ships activate their anti-warhead systems! Get me the Captain of that Vessel on the Comm NOW!!

O: Yes Sir!

S: also, order all ships to deploy their fighter compliments.

O: immediatly sir.

*fighter bays open on all of the battlecruisers as Wraith fighters exit them and activate their cloaking systems, dissappearing from sensors and view alike*

"They've got us captain. They must've picked up some radiation from that nuke." The Captain kept the wary look he had worn earlier, but then he changed it into a conspiratorial smile. "Weapons, launch our squadron of fighters. Power all weapons and train them on the closest carrier, save for the point-defense energy weapons. Helm, fire up the FTL drive. Get us out of here in a moment's notice." The next response came from Communications. "Captain Ostra, we are being hailed by the opposing fleet."
"Comm, visual."

The bridge's holographic projector fired up and the Captain spoke in a calm, cool manner. "This is Captain Richard Ostra of the HEF Dirk, Fluffywuffy Imperial Space Forces. We do not take kindly to having a fleet power up weapons and commence with combat operations around our ship. State your intentions. We have come into this system to capture...," he paused, considering his words, "war materials."

Communications officer: Sir! They are responding to our signals!

Stukov: Good. Put it on the main screen.

"This is Captain Richard Ostra of the HEF Dirk, Fluffywuffy Imperial Space Forces. We do not take kindly to having a fleet power up weapons and commence with combat operations around our ship. State your intentions. We have come into this system to capture...," he paused, considering his words, "war materials."

S: A pleasure meeting you Comrad Captain! I am Fleet Admeral Ivan Stukov, Commander of the Empire of Antornia 182nd New Russia Fleet. The activation of our weapons systems and fighter deployment is standard doctraine when hailing an attacking fleetgroup. Also, I wouldn't suggest trying to escape, we have several Interdictor Cruisers in our fleet so as to prevent FTL drives from working. We were actually concentrating our attention on the Fleet presently in orbit arround that planet over there, which, I might add, we believe that you are trying to conquer and not simply harvest for war materials!

Officer: Sir, should we ready boarding parties?

S: yes commander, Get the boarding craft ready for launch and boarding operations on my command. Also, activate the Aint-Fighter systems on all ships.

O: yes sir!

Couldn't be more wrong, the Captain thought. The war materials he had in mind weren't located on the planet, but around the planet.

"Admiral Stukov, we are not attempting to conquer the planet. Our intentions lie in orbit of the planet. If you are engaging ships from The Imperial Navy (TIN), you may be furthering our goals. We are willing to work with you to defeat that fleet, or any other fleet, if that is your intention. As a measure of our good will, we are recalling our fighters. We ask you do the same."

"Admiral Stukov, we are not attempting to conquer the planet. Our intentions lie in orbit of the planet. If you are engaging ships from The Imperial Navy (TIN), you may be furthering our goals. We are willing to work with you to defeat that fleet, or any other fleet, if that is your intention. As a measure of our good will, we are recalling our fighters. We ask you do the same."

Stukov: An interesting proposal that you have there Comrad Captain! We are now designating your craft as friendly on our scopes and are re-directingn our fighter cover to be able to engage the TIN. it is good to have you aboard this operation!

the ships of the 2nd battle group waited for the signal but something wasnt right, suddenly the ships where hit by something, the wispers had grown louder and something on the ships changed.
Powerful charges of energy from Hyperspace hit the ships transforming them, Heratic symbols of the Fallen Gods but one major symbol was the symbol of Yen-Lo-Wang god of the Death and ruler of the 5th level of hell. Screams on the ship ecohed though the halls of each ship, the marines transforming into creatures and there armor changed with them. Mutated faces and bodys, souls turning and currupted, some lost there souls completely the first fallen god had awoken but not the last.
Half an hour had past, the ships seemed lifeless, when other ships would have drifted into the depths of hyperspace lsot forever these ships where not held in place by an unseen hand.
"awaken my children the rest of the Chapter will join us soon, no longer are you a "chapter" but a Legions the others will awaken soon and a grate war will start. Attack the filth in this system kill them all leave non alive" a voice spoke to them all, they obayed with out qustion war was at hand.

near the planet space seemed to ripe apart, no jump point no FTL but a ripe right through time and space to hyperspace. The Grav pull was massive, any ships near it would get pulled in, rocks and scrap traveled towards the tear. Then the ships came out gun ports open guns charged and fighters poured out the 2nd battle group exited ready for a war, the power of the fallen ran though them. Drop pods launched from all the ships towards the planet, the battle barges sent out 1000s of them to land all over the westen and northen hemisphere.
"to all ships in this system, we claim this under the banner of the God of death Yen-Lo-Wang we care not of your claims. you have 2 choices Death or join us you have 2 seconds to decided" The Death lord spoke "times up" he said smukly.

The ships opened fire at the nearest things, breaching pods sent out to invade towards the nearest ships. They broke into smaller groups the frigates moved fast covering the destroyers, wokring into groups of 5 or 6 but for some reason they didnt target Chronosian ships.

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Malcave knew what happened, around him the same thing was happening, the same thing that happened to the others now happened to this battle group and the rest of the chapter. Malcave was changeing into something or shall i say someone.
"im no longer" he said in a dark slow evil voice "Malcave, i amYen-lo-wang incarnated" he looked round, his face was disfigured horns on his head. His skin blood red, eyes that were black but gave the feeling that he was looking into your soul rather then your pysical form. Around his body giant wings wrapped around him, rips and holes but still they would work, they were strong an extra layer of armor.
The rest of the chapter was arriveing in the system all the ships were transformed just like the others, some had a different main symbol of the other gods.
Yen had gathered the Company commanders, now transformed into horrific things still human but different. Each company was a Legion they where to go out and gather more forces, build there own fleets and start the war with the Empress and anything filth that stood in there way.

Life for them was nothing now only death, destrution and blood. War fed them war was the one thing that kept them going, the one thing that would make or brake them and it was only now starting only now would the fallen gods rise from there prison in Hyperspace and they will awaken.

OOC: if you havent guess not only will i be going to war with the GE and anyone who wont support us within the GE but also myself (the betrayal of a who chapter is a major event its something like 7.25 million units...its alot) i might make a total new thread of the war with my self but meh its interesting trying to RP 2 sides of the same empire.

Officer: ADMERAL!! WE HAVE A MASSIVE SPACE-TIME BREACH NEAR THE PLANET!!! THESE NEW SHIPS LOOK LIKE THEY BELONG TO THE DARK TERRANS!!!

Stukov: WHAT THE HELL!?! Get me a visualm now and get on the comm to the Daedilis Fleetgroup! We may need their tactical nuclear strike capabilities!

O: Yes Sir!

S: *into the fleet address system* All vessels prepare for combat! We have confermation of Dark Terran Warships in the system! I am going to call in the Daedilis Fleet for assistance.

O: comm to the Daedilis fleet is up sir!

S: good! *to the admeral of the dadelous fleet* We need your presence at our location NOW admeral! We have a Dark Terran Fleet emereging from a space-time rupture near a planet!

Admeral of Daedilis fleet: Affirmitive! We will arrive via rift drive!

*pointa of light appear behind the EOA fleet, blossoming into hundreds of portals, through which another fleet, comprised of battlecruisers, carriers, support craft, and 10 Daedilis Class Super-Carriers emerge*

A: Tactical-Nuke Strike fighters ready to launch on your command Comrade Admeral!

S: Launch all of your fighters and power-up your shields and weapons NOW!

A: Yes Comrade Admeral!

*thousands of sleek, fast fighters are launched from all 10 of the Super-Carriers. Unusually large missiles can be seen attatched to the underside of each craft. All of the other ships launch their fighter compliments, Creating a grand total of 10,000 fighters*

"A pleasure, Admiral. We have designated your ships as friendlies. I may wish to chat with you later. Ostra, out." The Captain turned off the holographic projector and returned to his seat. But then he recieved a message from that god of death. "You have two choices: Death, or join us. You have two seconds to decide. Time's up."
"Comm, get us Admiral Stukov, [/i]now![/i]"
"Aye, aye, captain."

"Admiral Stukov, this is Captain Ostra again. I don't know what's going on, but those ships have just threatened us and we're moving to engage now. Be advised, we will need your assistance. Ostra out." The Captain turned to his crew after the message ended. "Weapons, load all tubes, power up all weapons. Get those fighters out now! Helm, full speed ahead, advance to the nearest group of ships. Weapons, fire when in range. Prepare the boarding crew."

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The Dirk engaged its powerful drives, rocketing it to top speed. The weapons trained on the nearest group of six destroyers and they awaited the order to fire. The light shields went on--it was a wonder they were even built, they were so weak even dust could punch holes if moving fast enough--and all damage control systems were ready to recieve the first shots. The weapons officers were also ready to fire the first shots. And that order was given.

When the Dirk came in range, it fired four of its nuclear-tipped missiles at four ships, the small FTL drives in each missile boosting them to incredible speeds. The tip had a large--one gigaton is very large--nuclear warhead, which would go off on impact with anything--shield or hull.

Stukov watched in horror as their newly found ally rocketed towards the enemy ships before regaining his senses and getting down to buisness.

S: All ships, power up your primary battery and move to engage! Fire at will, I repeat, FIRE AT WILL!! all fighters concentrate your attacks on command vessels; Other craft are to pick targets and fire! Save your primary battery shots for the largest of the enemy ships!

Stukov sat back in his command seat and watched as all of the ships arround him opened fire as the fighters streaked toward their designated targets. Then The Lennin opened fire, energy beams, missiles, and solid-state projectile explosives (high explosive shells) streaked towards the enemy ships

"I hope," he thought, " that we don't have to call for an OMEGA Cannon strike on that planet." For he knew that if they had to resort to that option, that the planet, and everyone on it, would be destroyed as the green and blue orb of a world would be transformed into a small, short-lived, star.

OOC: im not going to write a massive post just a reply to the small attack reply.
IC:

"LOCK ON FOR FUSION TORPEDOS" a Fallen Brother said at the weapons control "in bound missiles there nuclear.....Point defence system activated" he said with pride, looking at his captain.
"vary well, target there command ships fire all we have on them, tell all fighters to attack Missile fighters and bombers as primary targets all others secondary" he snarled "and tell the ships to fan out, Nuclear my god they are behind TARGET ANTI MATTER TORPEDOS"

on the group of destroyers and frigates small turrets poped up all around the hull on the turrets small Chain guns started to move targeting a fireing, leaving a tral of Endor rounds the path targeting the in comeing missiles and fighters, all around the strikes of fire from both sides loomed, fighters ziging and zaging. Fire and Exploding all around 2 of the Frigates were takeing a beating as the sheilds fell and were pounded on the hull, but still they fought on. Breaching pods headed towards the nearest ships to them covered by fighters, it seemed nothing would stop them...well until a missile hit them or hit by gun fire but still.....its the trying that counts. The lucky ones that would make it though would leach onto the hull cutting into it sending in teams of Terminators and Fallen Marines crazyed for battle.
The ships started to fan out more, torpedo ports started to open on the massive ships from the 6 destroyers and 12 Frigates over 50 missiles and torpedos fired, massive amount of Plasma bolter fire, strikes of Plasma cannon rounds heavy and light flew across towards the Fluffywuffy ships, the returning sort of fire was meet slamming into the destroyer group.
Same battles as this raged across the lines of the attack.

For the Antornia, they had a far worse fate awaiting them for you see the 1st battle group was forming in hyperspace and were ready to strike at a moments notice and that notice would be vary short. the plan would be simple jump in as close to the Antornian ships letting the wake of the tear ripe the ships apart from shear Grav force. Admittedly loses for the 1st BG could be highish as the ships smashed into others that were i nthe way but it would be worth it being that close would mean CorpSacian weapons would be even more effective.

Still across the attack point on the FW ships the Fallen moved closer and closer towards them still laying down the fire, in total of the 125 strong group only about 5 were destroyed with upto 8 demaged heveyly bust still the atttack pressed on.

The drop pods travaled though the atmosphere as such un human speeds 1000s of them free falling down to the planet fireing there retroboosters to slow them down on there decent. the marines inside ready for war ready for combat, it was time for them to prove themselves.

OOC: the PDS is controle by a rather smart AI, you can decide if any of the missiles hit or get blown away by so meny PD guns.

Stukov was shocked, his forces were receveing absolutely NO incoming fire. "Something isn't right here," he thought, "they're waiting for something... but what?" Finally he gave an order, the order that would save the lives of thousands of his comrads, "move the combined fleet towards the enemy, FULL SPEED! something isn't right..." Then the vision hit him, a psynergetic vision of the future: another tear would appear soon... at the starting position of his fleet!!! "ALL SHIPS, ENGINES TO FULL BURN!!! CHARGE THE ENEMY FLEET!!! FIRE ON THE ENEMY COMMAND SHIPS WITH YOUR PRIMARY BATTERIES!!!" the ships lurched forward with incredible speed for their size and charged the enemy fleet. Stukov then sighted the largest of the enemy ships, larger than his super-battlecruiser. He made up his mind and gave the order, "I want you to fire our main battery at that ship," he said to the gunnery officer, designating the target, "I want that craft reduced to SLAG!!" on the front of all the battlecruisers large circular hatches were opening (one per battlecruiser) revealing a hollow cylinder, with a glowing concentration of energy within, The Lennin's hatch opened and the lights on the ship dimmed for a fraction of a second. Then the fleet fired. From the front of each craft emerged a MASSIVE, blue-white beam of pure energy which streaked toward their targets. The Lennin fired its cannon at the massive ship in front of it, the beam streaked out and punched straight through the hull of the monsterous craft, causing critical damage to the reactor, and exiting the other side to peirce 2 more ships. The monster ship's reactors Exploded, tearing the engines away from the forward superstructure as the other craft hit by primary battery fire promptly reduced themselves to their component atoms.

"All right men," said Stukov standing to address the bridge crew, "prepare for the worst!"

(OOC: yes, the primary battery is powerful enough that i don't have to wait for others to describe its effects, and I can just include them in my post)

Stukov was shocked, his forces were receveing absolutely NO incoming fire. "Something isn't right here," he thought, "they're waiting for something... but what?" Finally he gave an order, the order that would save the lives of thousands of his comrads, "move the combined fleet towards the enemy, FULL SPEED! something isn't right..." Then the vision hit him, a psynergetic vision of the future: another tear would appear soon... at the starting position of his fleet!!! "ALL SHIPS, ENGINES TO FULL BURN!!! CHARGE THE ENEMY FLEET!!! FIRE ON THE ENEMY COMMAND SHIPS WITH YOUR PRIMARY BATTERIES!!!" the ships lurched forward with incredible speed for their size and charged the enemy fleet. Stukov then sighted the largest of the enemy ships, larger than his super-battlecruiser. He made up his mind and gave the order, "I want you to fire our main battery at that ship," he said to the gunnery officer, designating the target, "I want that craft reduced to SLAG!!" on the front of all the battlecruisers large circular hatches were opening (one per battlecruiser) revealing a hollow cylinder, with a glowing concentration of energy within, The Lennin's hatch opened and the lights on the ship dimmed for a fraction of a second. Then the fleet fired. From the front of each craft emerged a MASSIVE, blue-white beam of pure energy which streaked toward their targets. The Lennin fired its cannon at the massive ship in front of it, the beam streaked out and punched straight through the hull of the monsterous craft, causing critical damage to the reactor, and exiting the other side to peirce 2 more ships. The monster ship's reactors Exploded, tearing the engines away from the forward superstructure as the other craft hit by primary battery fire promptly reduced themselves to their component atoms.

"All right men," said Stukov standing to address the bridge crew, "prepare for the worst!"

(OOC: yes, the primary battery is powerful enough that i don't have to wait for others to describe its effects, and I can just include them in my post)


em.....er...ya...er...lol you have no idea what armor my ships have and how thick it is (why do you think my smallest ship is like 975 meters and thats got 6-8 meters of armor). my ships are slow for a reason they heavy vary heavy, the armor is 3x stronger then any item on earth but also 3x heavyer then most. not only that by ECM armor (endor Crystal mesh) is designed to reflect/refract beam weapons makeing them less effective (still do damage), the struture of the ship is endor much of the ships are trippled armor plated (ECM/E/ESW) also endor has a rather high melting point (tho when mixed with things its lowered etc) the link in my sig to the IM DESC corporation will give you all you need to know about my ships,weapons,armor etc.
so in theory what you did was godmod since you destroyed a Battlebarge (thats armor is 8-13 meters thick includeing hard shields and just over 3km long) but ships with it ignore any kinda defences AND somehow you knew that my ships where about to do something befor it even happened.

see what would have happened if you let me post as your weapon charged would have been that the 1st group was going to jump right in with your ships all around close (so close that the jump points would destroy some ships) and your battle cruisers would have been target the most.

Space marine Chapter ships are designed to be big hard and slow able to take on alot. so dont be offended if ignore that lil "i destroyed your ships and you cant do anything about it as my guy can see the future whats a godmod" crap.

em.....er...ya...er...lol you have no idea what armor my ships have and how thick it is (why do you think my smallest ship is like 975 meters and thats got 6-8 meters of armor). my ships are slow for a reason they heavy vary heavy, the armor is 3x stronger then any item on earth but also 3x heavyer then most. not only that by ECM armor (endor Crystal mesh) is designed to reflect/refract beam weapons makeing them less effective (still do damage), the struture of the ship is endor much of the ships are trippled armor plated (ECM/E/ESW) also endor has a rather high melting point (tho when mixed with things its lowered etc) the link in my sig to the IM DESC corporation will give you all you need to know about my ships,weapons,armor etc.
so in theory what you did was godmod since you destroyed a Battlebarge (thats armor is 8-13 meters thick includeing hard shields and just over 3km long) but ships with it ignore any kinda defences AND somehow you knew that my ships where about to do something befor it even happened.

see what would have happened if you let me post as your weapon charged would have been that the 1st group was going to jump right in with your ships all around close (so close that the jump points would destroy some ships) and your battle cruisers would have been target the most.

Space marine Chapter ships are designed to be big hard and slow able to take on alot. so dont be offended if ignore that lil "i destroyed your ships and you cant do anything about it as my guy can see the future whats a godmod" crap.

OOC: heh, the main battery on the battlecruiser fires no ordinary blast my friend, when the beam hits, it causes the atoms of what it hits to, shall we say, "self-destruct," in essence, no matter what kind of armor you have, it won't matter, plus the high energy levels in the blast overload shields verry quickly... also, the main batteries do not take long to charge as they are hooked-up to the primary weapons power system, in addition, some of the blasts would have missed and several of your craft would have been targeted by multiple battlecruisers at the same time (thus reducing your losses) besides, you've got all the craft ever lost in hyperspace at your chaotic disposal, we gotta even the playingfield in our favor a little don't we? (now to prevent further accusations of godmoding the main battery will not be able to be fired for 5 standard days as it has to cool down before it can recharge, and also, the future sight, which is one of Stukov's innate abilities as a wind adept, only occurs when a major event is going to take place, like most of the admeral's fleet getting sucked into a space-time fracture, for instance, and is only good for the area within 400 miles of the adept in question (therefor it was unable to grant him forknowlege of the initial arrival of your first fleetgroup.) It does, however, take a certain toll on the user and cannot occur again untill about a week afterwards.) I think that that sounds perfectly fair and reasonable. :cool:

Nevermind that determining damage that happens to other people is pretty much godmoding, in and of itself. Right.

I'm going to just go back to watching now.

"Damage report!" the Captain's emotions hung somewhere between pride and fear. He was proud his crew performed well enough that a single outdated cruiser had been able to survive so far, but feared for his life and crew. "Captain, shield has fallen. We have taken moderate damage to the hull from that plasma fire. Missile alert!" At this moment the Captain realized that he had to act. "Fire all missiles! All fighters return fire!"

At that, the four missile tubes got off another shot, and the enemy missiles and torpedoes faced the array of heavy--yet very close range--point defense weapons, and another array of fighters desperatly gunning down missiles. The intelligence of the missiles was stunning, but nothing really could beat hail of fire traveling at the speed of light. The heavy laser weapons lanced through half on the first try, and then finished off another quarter, but then they became confused and fired wildy at fragments of destroyed missiles and debris from ships. 12 of the torpedoes impacted the ship, creating a brilliant flash of reds, oranges and yellows as escaping air caught fire. The cruiser was large enough that the explosion engulfed "only" a third of the ship, but not strong enough not to be nearly crippled.

"Captain, FTL drive has sustained heavy damage. We're down to 50% power. Nearly a third of the ship has been taken out, on the left side. Damage control crews are reporting to that section of the ship now, sir. Containment fields are operational, probably the only things holding us together. We've still got our missile tubes, and some of our PDF guns left. Shield disruptor operational."

It was now that the Captain had to make a choice. "Helm, give me all the power you've got. Head for the planet's surface. Weapons, I want everything you've got shooting. Any excess power goes to rear shields."

The Dirk rocketed itself towards the planet, letting off another salvo of four nuclear missiles before turning. The remaining PDF guns lanced at anything that came near, and the shield disruptor fired at a ship, trying to lower its shields so as to make the nuke do more damage.
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Lieutenant David Ryan was a commander of a fighter squadron. Or, more correctly, used to be the commander of a fighter squadron. The last of his squadron mates had just died a second ago from an enemy fighter. He saw that there was no hope, and he saw a squadron of enemy fighters close in on him. He rocketed the throttle to full and armed his two one-gigaton nuclear warheads, and then he engaged his small FTL drive, aiming himself at a nearby cruiser. The small size of the FTL drive would not be able to propel him to light speed, but it would make him much faster than he would normally have gone. He intended to die in a nuclear fireball, killing any enemies he could.

Nevermind that determining damage that happens to other people is pretty much godmoding, in and of itself. Right.

I'm going to just go back to watching now.

OOC: that will be the only time in this rp that that will happen, forb the rest of the time it will be conventional warfare.

an officer looked up from his monitor at the admeral, "Sir! our ally is bugging out sir!," he said, "They're heading for the planet!" Stukov pondered this information for a moment before answering, "Send the nearest 2 destroyers to escort our friends to the planet safely," he pondered for another moment befor adding, "also, deploy a contingent of ground forces with them, they'll probably need all the help they can get when they reach the planet."

Captain Petrovitch was in a living hell, of the 12 firebird fighters in his squadron 5 had been lost! Such losses were unheard of for elite squadrons like his which flew the feared and renouned Firebird Strike Fighter! he skimmed low over the hull of an enemy warship, dodging turrets and other protursions and released 3 self-propelled bombs to (hopefully) punch holes in the hull of the monsterous ship. His wingmen were engaging enemy fighters with, what sounded like, great success. off to his side a nuclear strike group was launching off it's payload, the 3 sleek, fast fighters each launching off 7 nukes at thegigantic craft. Then, he saw something he thought he'd never see, The entire EOA fleet was racing towards the enemy fleet!! "Now," he thought, "this is getting interesting!"

"Comm, get me Admiral Stukov." The hologram projector again fired up, and the additional strain on electricity caused the lights to dim. "Admiral Stukov, thanks for the assistance. We have taken heavy damage and we are landing, as you can see. For now, we are out of the fight, and I wish you good luck. Ostra, out." The lights returned to normal when the hologram projector disengaged.

The descent, though rocky, was peaceful enough that those crewmen that expected a catastrophic meltdown on landing now turned optimistic. Upon touching down, damage control teams started working on the reactor, in the hopes that they could restore most of the power. All non-essential systems were shut down to save power and allow the weapons to remain operational. The ship's Marine contingent prepared defensive positions on all openings to the ship, should any ground forces come near.

The Two destroyers followed their charge into the planet's atmosphere where they stayed at an altitude of about 10,000 feet and deployed their dropships, which landed next to the heavy landers from the EOA fleet. All of the landing craft deployed their offloading ramps and began offloading forces. First out were the heavy walkers, Huge 6 legged machines that looked like large grey beetles, followed by the liberator and aggressor heavy tanks. Command tracks, humvees with towed artillery, speeder bikes (anti-grav units), flash speeders, and Cobra MKII Attack Helocopters followes suit before the infantry, Mostly simulants, were deployed. Sargent Jhosif Lenovitch, or "Sarge" as his men called him, stepped onto the frozen surface of the landing site and surveyed the scene before him: 200 AT-HAW (All-Terrain Heavy Assault Walker) heavy walkers (a.k.a. "At Haws"), 1000 T-226 Liberator and T-137 Aggressor Tanks, 500 LR-12 Speeder Bikes (MKI and MKII), 700 MAV-17 Humvees with towed howitzers, 300 AH-1 Cobra MKII's helocopter gunships, 250 AACV-38 Command Tracks, 500 LAV-92 Flash Speeders, 150 newly arrived NB-157 Napalm Bombers, and 400 GSC-58 "Wasp" Support Aircraft with their TVEC-79 "Hummingbird" escorts followed by 13 SCV's to construct fortifications. Then he let his gaze rest on the 900,000 simulants that he would be in command of. Sarge grinned and gave the order for the SCV's to turn the landing craft and the "beeched whale of a starship," as he put it, into a fortress. meanwhile, the ground troops started setting up cammoflaged tents and setting up a temporary camp. "The simulants were ideally suited for this environment," he thought, "they all have white battle armor." he chuckled at the thought as he started trudging toward the Fluffywuffy starship infront of him.

OOC: k, bak

OOC: well im leaving this RP since no one read my posts (since my ships exited near the planet in the first place hence the battle is happening over the planet duh).

Also due to the fact that Antornia godmoded (i dont normaly leave an RP cos of that but since he just carryed on i cant do much hence), consider my forces never turning up, i might rejoin but meh TIN and Crono have disapeared so theres not much chance of that.

OOC: Meh, Give me a chance to post...I do kinda have a life to manage....

OOC: well im leaving this RP since no one read my posts (since my ships exited near the planet in the first place hence the battle is happening over the planet duh).

Also due to the fact that Antornia godmoded (i dont normaly leave an RP cos of that but since he just carryed on i cant do much hence), consider my forces never turning up, i might rejoin but meh TIN and Crono have disapeared so theres not much chance of that.

OOC: Look man, I'm sorry bout the godmoding thing :headbang: , it won't happen again and we need you to be the big evil power here. my ships only managed to destroy 1 of your ships with their primary batteries and the battlebarge took 75 sustained primary battery (PB) hits, and as i said, there will be no more "Seeing the future" ok? please don't leave! :(

OOC: Meh, Give me a chance to post...I do kinda have a life to manage....
i know your do (lucky sod)

OOC: Corpsac don't gove up... i'm back.

OOC:TIN its not just the godmoding its the fact no one seemed to have read my post part from a few, if they had they would have known that i was already around the planet so i was attack all people apart from Chonosia for reasons i wont states (tho not even he knows :P). Im just getting annoyed of people not doing that at all and the fact that someone "prodicted" the future just at the right time to counter my plan to such a dagree even what he did wont have work but still thats not the point.

OOC: Perhaps if we start a closed thread on the subject?

OOC: its your thread dude, but i was hopeing to sorta go to war with some members of the GE and the New Fallen Legion.

*Looks confiused at the large amount of posts, and does not understand what has happened?*

OOC:TIN its not just the godmoding its the fact no one seemed to have read my post part from a few, if they had they would have known that i was already around the planet so i was attack all people apart from Chonosia for reasons i wont states (tho not even he knows :P). Im just getting annoyed of people not doing that at all and the fact that someone "prodicted" the future just at the right time to counter my plan to such a dagree even what he did wont have work but still thats not the point.

OOC: GODDAMMIT!!! I knew you were above the damn planet and I even MENTIONED IT!!! I appologised for the godmodding, and Furthermore my fleet is vulnerable to a massive ass flanking manuver by your goddamn 2nd fleetgroup!! you have an advantage over me! Also, your plan could have turned out as godmodding because it would have determined the damage to and absolute destruction of most of my fleet, whereas you only lost one ship! also, if you had read my other replys to what you've said ooc, then you would know this damn it!! so you have no room to talk about us not reading your posts! (because I do!)