NationStates Jolt Archive

Dar'Na, Western Confederacy Space Center
"This is it guys," said Dr. Galer Nik'tu, running one hand along one of his pointed ears, "If we succeed it'll be the biggest discovery since Eil'nit split the atom."

"That's ironic," exclaimed a voice from the back of the small room, "considering the Western Confederacy and the Eastern Alliance are on the brink of nuclear annhilation."

There was a smattering of grim laughter. Nik'tu nodded and continued, "Let's do it people. We've spent ten years on this project and we're not going to fail now because of squabbling politicians. Let's do it!"

He clapped his hands and the people scattered.

Several Hours Later...
Captain Reil Klo'Nikt, formerly of the Western Confederacy Airforce, checked everything for the twentieth time and swallowed nervously. Here he was, strapped into an experimental spacecraft, powered by an experimental fusion reactor. Nik'tu's voice rang through his headphone set. "We're ready on this end. How about you?"

"Ready as I'll ever be..."

"Good. Begin ignition sequence!"

Klo'Nikt flipped a series of switches, and pressed a few buttons. A humm ran through the craft. The controller's voice echoed in his ears. "All engines green. Beginning count-down. T-minus 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2..1...Ignition!"

The rest of his words were lost in the engines roared and the ship shuddered and bucked. Klo'Nikt was pressed back into the acceleration chair and he closed his eyes. Minutes passed and gradually the pressure eased. He opened his eyes, gazing out of the canopy over the beautiful view of the planet. Ver'Ka. His home. He reached out and triggered the steering jets. The craft re-oriented itself and he found himself looking at the moon. He could see the distant twinkling lights of New Hope, the moon colony. He could also see Orbiter Five, the space station that produced the large cargo craft nessecary for transporting the food, water, parts, and colonists between the moon and Ver'Ka. The traffic around the planet was on it's normal routine, although there was a remarked increase in military craft ever since tensions had picked up...He was lost in the beauty for a moment before he was snapped back to the present by Nik'Tu's voice.

"Klo'Nikt, are you ready to try the FTL Drive?"

"Yeah. Let's do it."

"Good luck. We'll be monitoring your ships systems from here. See you on your return journey."

Klo'Nikt gulped. This was the most dangerous part of the trial. They were trying to make a FTL jump to the farthest planet from Ver'Ka, on the edge of the system. He increased power to the bulky craft's engines and tapped in the co-ordinates. He heard the generator start to power up. The digital readouts flickered and the power readouts spiked into the near-red zone. There was a sound like tea-kettle going off and the stars became streaks then began spiraling. He felt slight acceleration and then a incredible sensation of speed. He gasped in amazement. Minutes passed and the stars began to re-orient. He felt the craft slow down and then he was gazing at a sea of stars. A small planetoid lay off to his right. He re-oriented the craft and gazed back in-system. The sun, which he had seen since birth, was a distant light. He spoke into the flight recorder.

"This...this is amazing. The edge of the star system in minutes. It's incredible!"

He began preparing for the home journey...

One Hour Later, Ver'Ka

The news had spread like wildfire over the news networks. Faster then light travel. Journey to the edge of the system in only minutes. Then even more incredible news: the two global powers ahd agreed to set aside their differences and form a world government. An Imperium. There was going to be an election by the councils to pick an Emperor to head up the new government. A new age of peace, prosperity and exploration was opening up to the Ver'Kan people.

One Week Later
The Emperor had been selected. Reil Klo'Nikt, the pilot who had made the incredible journey, was going to rule the planetary government. He had ordered the construction of exploratory ships, to be installed with the new FTL Drive to expand the new Imperium's influence in Space.

One Month Later
Colonies and orbital stations had been established on every planet in system. The fledgling Imperium was growing.

OOC: OK! This is (obviously) a FT RP. I'd like a scout ship from another space-going nation to drop in and check out this new nation or something. htat being said this is open to pretty much everyone.

((OC- Do ya one better...))
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With the end of the Trial of Possession in Ascendancy space, and more in more of wake of the near war with Neo Zeta, the Republic StarFleet began renewed exploration of the Galaxy, now with capability of reaching to other side of the galaxy within a few Jumps.

And so, entering the Imperium System was simplistic, running down about 62 Parsecs away from Ascendancy space, a flotilla of two exploratory High-Mobile WarShips lept into the System. The Nadesico-Kominai and the OmniLiberator both enter at the edge of the System's Oort Cloud line.

Star Captain Sara Kerensky, in command, is at the bridge of the Nadesico-Kominai when Sensors reacts suddenly. "Reading electromagntic signal waves. Apparent evidence of population possible sir."

Kerensky only responds. "Let's see if they see us, and then we send out the red carpet."

The two vessels do not bother to try and hide themselves.

The Crystal ship appered. It looked like it was made of glass, and many figures could be seen moving around inside the ship. There where Twenty one of them, ten workers, ten warriors and a Mage, all here for reasons all knew. They saw what they had come to find, the New Imperium, so small, like those Loyal to a new born Queen.

The Mage Stood, the only really humanoid on the ship, and looked on with Jewel Crystal like eyes looking to the planet near by. He stood taller then those around him, nearly Seven feet, and his body was covered in weblike patters, all on the Black chintin Underneath. On his back where two Clear wings where mounted. He looked at the Nearest Worker and mage a number of clicks and wisles to it, which sent it moving to a blue liquid. The Worker pulled off the lid, and jumped out of way as the liquid rose and moved towards the creature in the center. The Liquid came in contact with something that looked like a sun on the Mages Chest, and then spred along the weblike patten.

Cre......Cre.......Others, we of The Queen Conlinia, Sixth Hive of the United Kenarini, We a..........wish to.......Word not known, to grant abilities at request, while we have never encounted others in this galaxy, we have ways to.............this word I do not know. The Sound paused, before it started up again. Aquire what you need is what we are able to do, Please allow us to come and......... A number of Wisilses and Clicks then came.

OOC We are a mix Between Elves and ants, and we have yet to speak anything but our own clicks and wisles. The last was Meeting.

On the outskirts of the system a Transwarp Conduit opens up to expel a small cruiser. This cruiser the U.S.S. Valor was an X-303 Cruiser. A commander stands on her bridge watching the increased FTL travel in the system.

Conn: "Sir we are detecting FTL Travel in this system its growing ever more present."

Captain Klein: "Interesting. Launch three X-Wing X1 Fighters Have them activate their Electrochromatic Shielding and proceed to scout out the surrounding system. Have them report in every 10 minutes with their sensor reports. And please do keep us out of their sensor range we have no idea if they are friendly."

Conn: "Yes Ma'am."

Colony Outpost Alpha 1
The darkened control room was filled with humms and chatter of a busy workplace. One of the controllers called his commander over.

"Sir, light-sensors are detecting two masses in system. They're not moving, so they're not asteroids. Could be...an alien species."

The officer looked over the control board then turned to the communications officer.

"Get me High Command."

On Half Hour Later
A flurry of messages had passed between High Command and the Outpost. The only large vessel they had, the New Voyage, had been dispatched to the location of the unidentified objects. In it's cargo hold it held a quartet of space capable strike craft. The craft were converted jet fighters, re-equppied with the appropriate engines. They had been re-designated the Phoenix SF-1's.

The New Voyage dropped out of it's jump a few kilometers from the Federation craft. Captain Jal Ka'Eln stood up, gazing down at the visual the long-range cameras were getting. Alien craft. She turned to the communications officer, "Try and get me communication. Alert High Command."

"Yes ma'am."

Meanwhile, the four strike-craft had launched and taken up escort poistions around the New Voyage.

"This is Hawk Leader to New Voyage, we are in position. Over and out."

Radio Message to Unidentified Craft

Unidentified craft, this is the VIS New Voyage. Welcome to Imperium space. Please identify yourselves. We are peaceful and do not wish you harm. Please respond.

End Message


OOC: thanks for the responses so far! I've got to head to bed now, but keep replying. I'll get to them in the morning.

Our ship shall request you allow us to land somewhere, as these ships are not ment for long periods of time inside them. Should we die, their will be no hard feelings, but we would prefere to keep alive if it is possible. THe Last was said with a hint of Humour.

Two Warbirds came out of Transwarp cloak not engaged. They had picked up on their scans massive activety and came to see what was going on.They came near the first planet with a colony on it.

They sent a message. We are The Empire of Neo Zeta. We see you have come into the realm of long range space travel. We wish to make a friendship with you. We can trade with you, give you tech and protect you from nations that would attack you.

Message to All Ships in System
We would like to invite you all to come to our home planet and say what you have to say. Please go to these co-ordinates. Once there we can conduct a meeting in orbit, or on the ground.
End Message

"Looks like we've got quite a bit of attention."

"No kidding..."

Tactical: "Captain the Starfighters have returned with full sensor reports."

Capatain: "What do the reports say?"

Tactical: "Well there appears to be one warship, a few colonies, and a large amount of FTL vessels. Nothing too special but worth more investigation."

Captain: "Alright engage the Electrochromatic Shielding and move further towards the homeworld. I want complete and detailed scans of everything in this system make sure there is no threat to our own vessels and keep an eye on those new arrivals. You never know when we might encounter hostiles."

First...


Radio Message to Unidentified Craft

Unidentified craft, this is the VIS New Voyage. Welcome to Imperium space. Please identify yourselves. We are peaceful and do not wish you harm. Please respond.

End Message


Then just as the Gaian translators were ready to reply back..


Message to All Ships in System
We would like to invite you all to come to our home planet and say what you have to say. Please go to these co-ordinates. Once there we can conduct a meeting in orbit, or on the ground.
End Message


Captain Kerensky looked at Tactical, noting the arrival of an alien species, as well as a familiar one. After some discussion, Sara ordered.. "Prepare the revised signal..

..and plot a corse for their homeworld. This should be interesting."

Just as the two High-Mobiles began to burn inSystem..


To: Imperium Command/Controllers and leaders of this realm.

We are repersentatives of the Gaian Ascendancy, a star Republic far removed from this area of space. We are explorers, seeking out new races to garner relationships with.

Our two vessels, the Nadesico-Kominai and OmniLiberator will be in your homeworld's orbit within a few hours.

Know that we are peaceful in our intent, and our word is honor. We look forward to meeting your race in the name of our Republic.

CAG Star Captian Sara Kerensky
Commander Gaian-A/77th Exporation Flotilla

The Two Warbirds set corse for their home world and engaged their transwarp drives a few moments latter they arived at their location and entered orbit.

The Ship made of Crystal shot a small ball into the space in front of them, at which point a Controled Rift was Established. The Unit moved through and the small rift closed behind them. They appered inside the Atmospheare, a small pod. The ship droped fast and landed near the meeting point, gracefully. In the next few seconds, a number of things happened. For starters, the front of the ship seemed to float then turn into what seemed like Stairs. The Ten warriors came down, Top most arms forward in Defencive stance. Then the Mage came, a graceful figure who moved with no problem, he wore nothing but his Exo-Skelliton.

"Henno" Came a high Pitched voice. "I am of Hive Conliniqa, The second smallest, Crytstal form on the Second world. I come to form a treaty."

a lone sepriorth slip fighter drops out of transwarp and engages it's cloaking device.

"Report!" Captain Duv'Jeq called as he stomped his way onto the bridge. He had been sleeping in his quarters for the journey, and was not entirely happy at being woken up for an exploration mission.

"We are in an unexplored system. Sensors report many armed targets, with multiple energy frequencies, sir," the weapons officer, Commander Jek'ropdeh, said quietly. Noise didn't travel through space, but for some reason they always felt a need to talk quietly whilst under cloak. It must have been a subconscious thing, a subconscious thing that Duv'Jeq didn't share.

"You woke me up to tell me that?" Duv'Jeq shouted. "I have more important things to be doing with my time, Commander! Like sleeping, and drinking!"

"They are guarding what appears to be a more primitive world," the Commander continued. "A number of low-level FTL vessels are present here."

"That is slightly more interesting," Duv'Jeq said after a pause. "Maintain cloak and silent running; helm, take us to the nearest uninhabited planet at half impulse, establish an orbit, and... watch."

"Yes sir," the helmsman said.



The Vor'Cha-class cruiser IKS Thrak'TOK slowly and stealthily headed towards an uninhabited planet, the nearest to the inhabited worlds of the system. Nothing was visible to the naked eye except for an ever-so-slight visual distortion as the sleek craft moved on to its lookout position.

The Frigate continued to fire blindly, even as missiles and ion beams were shrugged off by heavy nanoarmour and shielding. Finally, it's agressors, a pair of 2 km long grishnaki cruisers, lilted and blew apart from direct Torpedo hits, their explosions sending shockwaves that tore into the frigate, leaving it to struggle against the flow.

Systems could repair the damage, but to do so, the ship would need a safe haven. Scanners searched for a suitable place, one near a large gathering of FTL ships would do it - pirates almost never attacked those, proven by the lengths the frigate thad to go through to hunt down every last member of the 5 ship strong pirate fleet.

Moments later, the Xenonian frigate appeared into the mass of Ftl capable ship readings, it's hull already beginning to heal.

OOC: Prepare to pick up some massive energy readings. Also note, you'd probably think this ship was a heavy cruiser by power, until you scanned it carefully. Still, it's all alone.

High Orbit, Ver'Ka

The New Voyage enters orbit, re-deploying the fighter craft. Ships zip around, some of the news-caster ships trying to get closer to get shots of the alien ships. As the un-identified cruiser arrives in-system teh fighters swing around and signals requesting identification are sent out.

Message to Diplomatic Envoys
Please send your envoys to this location. The Emperor awaist your arrival.
End Message

[b]Meeting Place
Green, rolling hills surround the small valley in which the meeting will take place. A temporary landing pad has been set up on one end, while a tent with efreshments and place to provide shade has been erected on the other. a platton of honor guard troops are statione around the area.

The Emperor, surrounded by his honor guard, bows to the Conliniqua representitive.

"Greetings, and welcome to our planet. Please, make yourself comfotarable until the others arrive. I look forward to hammering out a treaty with you."

Onboard the USS Valor

Captain: "Ready a security unit. And land the ship near the designated coordinates."

Conn: "Yes Ma'am."

The Cruiser landed on the ground near the summit and de-cloaks. In a flash of light the Captain comes down escorted by 2 guards. She walks up tho the summit to greet the Emperor.

Captain: "I am Captain Kathrine Klien of the Dratherian Star Vessel Valor. Pleased to meet you."

The mass FTL readings had not gone unnoticed by the Shadow Realm at the edge of the system opposite to the main groups that began to arive the PSN Star Fire a Hell class suepr cruiser F model dropped out of a space fold in a brillian sickly green light that easily set off sensors like a firecracker in a packed room. Her jet black hull was only iluminated by her escort fighters in Battloid mode standing on various sections of her hull gatling cannons in hand whiles the odd few flew around.

On the bridge of the massive 9.5km long beast Lt. Commander Amber Knightly sat in the captains chair. "Lt. Commander we have completed the space fold and the fold drives are powering up once more," the first officer said to her as she looked out across the few portholes on the bridge. "Huh sorry. Alert me when we receive a message but other than that don't fire and don't do anything unless attacked."

As the massive energy signatures of spacing technology lit up the screen on the Vulture Class Carrier, SIS Dunhowe, the ship activated, sounding an alarm, waking the crew to 'Actionstations'. After 10 mimutes, the small Carrier (small compared to our other carriers... this thing is a little over two miles) engaged its subspace generator, hurriling in to what appeared to be the most populated planet in the system. Then in a green flash, the carrier exited subspace, in the outer orbit of the planet. A comm was sent from the carriers captian down to the planet, in two pieces, one in Sebecean, and the other in all known languages.

SUVER WALVAND COM
Datte das Sebecean Imperii Vennesu Dunhowe. Wer autorat dar situva auvotan vit auxiwierra. Dat Patriiark Imperator autovram den auumador sprik dat governii.

ALL WAVEBAND HAIL
This is the Sebecean Imperial Warship Dunhowe, If you require assitance with hostile contacts in you space, we will assist, the Patriarck Emperor has offered his protection of your worlds.