NationStates Jolt Archive

Lead-Up Thread (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=415471&page=1&pp=15)

OOC: Just starting the thread for the actual war.

Ultan sneered, leving command to his wings and issuing orders.

"Cloaks, Skip size, all messures to escape. This ship will get out of here, right before we commit one more act! THat sun is going to be placed on the edge of the FTLi!" He screamed, right before the blue beam lanced towards the sun, right before making a wormhole of amazing proportions outside the FTLi range. THe Cryhiathans where not ones to let a planet go lightly, and now the first part of the sun could be seen peaking out of the blue mass. Meanwhile, to all scanners, the Ship would practicly dissapered, very faint traces of them could be found.

Hlar woke with a sweat, his eyes snapping open as he finished the long range communication with Ultan. This was not good, the last thing they need with the Darkness coming out was a full scale war with two larger nations. He sighed, moving to make the message thats answer would decide the fate of their nation.

((This will not be sent, mearly made.))

To the nations involved, this is not a situation we felt would happen. When we asked you to surrender, this ment one piece of paper was ment to be signed and then we would leave you. Please, by the Trinity, do not make us revive the Master, otherwise our rule will become inforced! PLEASE! Halt your foolishness!

Hlar, External Minister of Cryhiathva

He then made orders for the Exacution of Ultan and all who heeded his orders. This was not a good day.

OOC: Tag

The Eyes of the Imperium watch countless worlds and systems; observational probes for the Daemon Emperor take in the most minute details; and now one watched as war unfolded, its data transmitted back to the Emperor, who watched through a great Scrying Stone.

"Are we such cruel Masters that you must fight us?" He chuckled wryly, turning from the scene as he pondered. "No beign can Master us, for who can Master Chaos?" he cackled, turning back to the Stone. "There fights amongst these rabble, an ally of ours; how interesting...We will wait for now; watch and bide our time...But soon, we shall see what this 'dominant race' is capable of."

Several vessels approached the area deep within T-Space. The three Torpedo Class Frigates and the Vengeance Class Destroyer held position. The Destroyer commenced a Full Scan of the entire area, noting the position of all the ships and the wormhole.

“Sir, it appears someone is trying to use a wormhole on the system’s sun.”

“Well, then we must not allow them to copy our trick. Close the wormhole and throw a Dimensional Anchor on their sun. That will keep it from being moved.”

“Yes Sir.”

The technician entered a few commands into the computer. A bulkhead door opened and the STL Emitter lifted into position and emitted a faint purple glow.

After a few moments, the immense wormhole became unstable and collapsed, returning the parts of the sun back to where it was originally situated.

“Sir, the wormhole has been closed and the Dimensional Anchor has been established on the star and the planet they are fighting over.”

“Well done and good thinking. Now open a channel to our ally.”

“Yes Sir, Comm channel open.”

Greetings,

Message to Siesatia Fleet
This is Captain Dar’Gan aboard The Slaughter. We have been dispatched to observe in the case you might like our assistance. We have observed the alien’s crude technology and decided to act against the senseless destruction of the system. We have disrupted their wormhole and established a Dimensional Anchor upon the star and the planet. We will also Anchor the remaining planets and moons so the system balance will be maintained. Any further attempts to use wormholes will be blocked if you wish.

We also note they are using some sort of technology to adjust their size, but their Dimensional Signature and Gravitational Signatures remain visible to our sensors. If you need their locations we can relay the data to you.

If you would like any other assistance, just ask. We are, after all, allies in three different alliances.

OOC:

For those who are not familliar with it, T-Space (or Torqe Space) is basically my name for the 7th Dimension. From there I can use my sensors to "look down" on the STC like someone looking down on a diarama or a battle simulation set up on a table (like WH40K for example). I have specifically researched this technology as long (if not longer) than Siesatia has been into Tepmoral Technology.

War had been declared, and it was going to be a big one. Not another one of those 'Incidents' that were recorded in the history books. Th enemy seemed obsessed with wormhole weapons, that was fine, even the weakest civilian ship could seal a wormhole.

Experts agreed that this war was going to be won in 3 years, and probobly less. The enemys overcomfidence was astounding, they had evidently never seen a temporal rift, and its effect on space, warping and twisting, until even subspace was unusable. These temporal rifts could be created inside of a ship, using a conventional shield as a lens.

Siesatia had its specialty with fighters, the first fleet held over 100,000 fighters alone, when it joined with the second and third fleets, there would be 200,000, over 50 battleships, 75 Destroyers, and 75 Cruisers. Leaving the more then capable fourth fleet to defend Siesatia.

The plan was to force the enemy to surrendur, or they would be destroyed and or anexxed.


Message:
You are deemed a threat to Siesatia, and will be destroyed. Our offer still stands, surrendur, and allow our ships to enter your space to enforce our rulings. You will have no ability to dictate terms in this surrender, and will be reimbursing New Sovetia for their loss.

Message to Balrogga Fleet:
This is Fleet Commander Syphera. Thank you for the assistance, we were planning to seal the wormhole ourselves. but you seem to have gotten to it first. The system in question is now claimed by Siesatia, and therefor, will be protected under our law. Our own temporal sensors can pick them up just as easily, they still make just as big a disturbance in the STC as they would if they were normal size.

Assistance in this instance is not needed, but with the war going on, we would be happy to recieve it. Their ship currently flees the battle, and we have launched our fighters to destroy it. You may partake in this hunt if you wish.

Syphera out.

From the hangers of the Freestar V, 5,000 Raptor P4X50 fighters flew towards the fleeing battleship. Temporal shields blazing, and weapons charged. The bombers followed, and, once they reached 1000 km, they loosed a collective 100 Plasma-Anti Plasma torpedoes at the already damaged ship. Fearsome weapons, rarely used these days.

“Sir, incoming message from our allies.”

“Let’s hear it.”

“Yes Sir. I’m patching it through now.”


This is Fleet Commander Syphera. Thank you for the assistance, we were planning to seal the wormhole ourselves. but you seem to have gotten to it first. The system in question is now claimed by Siesatia, and therefore, the entire ESUS. Our own temporal sensors can pick them up just as easily, they still make just as big a disturbance in the STC as they would if they were normal size.

Assistance in this instance is not needed, but with the war going on, we would be happy to receive it. Their ship currently flees the battle, and we have launched our fighters to destroy it. You may partake in this hunt if you wish.

Syphera out.

“Well, so a Hunt has been declared. Place a Dimensional Tracker upon the enemy vessel. If they get away then we can track them anywhere.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Contact the Siesatia Fleet.”

Yes Sir, Comm channel established. Tracker also has been established.”

Greetings Commander Syphera

We understand and will assist if we see the need but we will observe for the moment. I believe you can handle things at your end. If they were to somehow escape and flee back home, we have established a Tracker on them. We would be able to locate them in any dimension they flee as well as STC locations. We wish you good hunting.

Dar’Gan out


OOC:

You can easily discern the stress placed in the bold and italicized print from the message in her voice.

your messages are easier to read if you use the Quote instead of the Code tags

There is a blue flash as a huge ball of mercury-like substance apears, orbiting the planet. A loud crack followed, the ball expanding, reshaping and unfolding to create the HomeStar. The method of teleport was new, experimental and a success. it was the only method to date capable of moving such a ship, over 500 miles in length.

The Myrodorians had lost contact with Shrike and the New Sovietians. Latest reports showed negotiations were going well, and the New Sovietians would have to relocate. It would take time to find Shrike and set up a link.

Residue indicated that a large ship had recently teleported, and various things had moved since the new maps were introduced.

something was not right, mused the emperor, not right at all.

OOC: i will TG new sovietia, since they started this rp they should be involved to finish it. to clear things up, Myrodor is a race of robots, we oppose cryathva and all of us live on the HomeStar

OOC: 5....hundred miles????//?? WTF? My largest ship is 1/40th that size, and Im 8 times your size. You might want to tone it down.... a lot.... at your age, even a mile long ship is a drain.

((OOC: Whiskey Tango Foxtrot...500 miles...dude...damn...like Siesatia said, tone it down, a lot like....about now...otherwise, I am sorry, but I am going to have to push that big button labled Ignore. I was looking forward to a good war here and would prefer the lack of godmodding, especially with the mood I am in because of RL events, this is my one place to escape...don't ruin it.))

OOC: Tag. And Myrodor, 500 miles long is too big. It's bigger than a small moon. To contrast, I consider 50 miles to have crossed the threshold into 'too big.'

OOC NO NO NO NO NO NO! I would like to point out, I started this war, I have a right to get an opinion of who joins. Now, a few things.

1. Ok, sure, you guys can close normal wormholes, thats great, but, unfourtuantly for you, these are not NORMAL WORMHOLES! They are the pinical of our technoloy, you could close them, but your efforts would be very high, more then simple FTLi's and such, my weapons are all wormhole based, so unfourtuatly for you, I might actually have been forced to find ways to aviod them being closed so easily, its simple logic.

2. Do not assume we are so easily detected because we are so small, these guys are older, and have been perfecting this stuff since earth was first formed as a Planet, and we have been in countless systems undetected for this entire time. Now, if we had been so easily detected, this nation couldn't exist, because we have been hiding from humans for our existance. However, you can find me simply because Balrogga put his thing on me.

Now, I have no problems with more people joining, but, please, ASK ME FIRST! I now have three massive nations ((By my standers)) And one other all wanting to kill me. Also, No offence, but you people can't notice anything subtly put in. For the whole thing I was hinting that if they surrendered we would treat them the same as everyone else, we would ignore them compleatly. Sorry if this seems rude, but right now I am not happy as it is, and I just find out that people are shruging me off compleatly. Once again, sorry, but my stuff is not normal.

Post soon to come.

Point one is shot down in an instant. ANY wormhole could be shut down with a weapon as simple as a nuclear device, or graviton bomb. Don't cry to me, cry to physics...A wormhole would be instantly shut down by a temporal disruptor as well, which I happen to be one of the more powerful Temporal nations in NS.

I also suggest you explain how you plan to keep them open.

Point two, you are talking to balrogga, I believe his people have been around for eons, correct me if im wrong... and as to the point of detection, I am detecting the effect your ship is having on the STC. Not the actual ship itself.

Myself, my people are 3 different sects.

Humans: Normal, Terrans, need I say more? Many come from a religous background, but, making up only 1% of my population, it puts christianity at a minority.

Burmecians, Evolving on Gaia, the current homeplanet of Siesatia, they have a proud military history extending back over 7,000 years. 6'7" Average hight, they are quiet and reserved, usually fountains of information, they are unnaturally wise in the affairs of... well, just about anything, from Warfare to society. They make up 45% of the population.

Raptors, the origional Siesatians, ressurected at the turn of the millenium. Quickely forced to the moon, they built up to the mighty nation known today, inducting human reffugees from earth, and moving the Gaia, inducting the Burmecians. They are 9'6" Average, and Curious about EVERYTHING. Intellignent and pacifistic, they are opposed to meaningless bloodshed, and make up 54% of the population.

Also, No offence, but you people can't notice anything subtly put in.

Point three, do not assume we are OOCly stupid, we know that is what you mean. It is in fact, offensive. We are not shrugging you off,we are just not listening to your IC threats. There is a difference.

What is your AIM/MSN?

tag

OOC NO NO NO NO NO NO! I would like to point out, I started this war, I have a right to get an opinion of who joins. Now, a few things.

Actually, by all definitions, I would have to say that we did...seeing as we declared war.

1. Ok, sure, you guys can close normal wormholes, thats great, but, unfourtuantly for you, these are not NORMAL WORMHOLES! They are the pinical of our technoloy, you could close them, but your efforts would be very high, more then simple FTLi's and such, my weapons are all wormhole based, so unfourtuatly for you, I might actually have been forced to find ways to aviod them being closed so easily, its simple logic.

I have no problems with this, however, I can bring in some authorities, people who deal with this on a daily basis. Also, seeing as they are the pinnacle of your technology, please provide links to threads indicating research and creation.

2. Do not assume we are so easily detected because we are so small, these guys are older, and have been perfecting this stuff since earth was first formed as a Planet, and we have been in countless systems undetected for this entire time. Now, if we had been so easily detected, this nation couldn't exist, because we have been hiding from humans for our existance. However, you can find me simply because Balrogga put his thing on me.

As Siesatia said, no matter the size of your ship, it still has the same "displacement" as it is, on the STC and any basic Temporal Sensor (of which Siesatia and myself both have) and as such, you are no more cloaked than a 50 foot tall woman in NYC.

Now, I have no problems with more people joining, but, please, ASK ME FIRST! I now have three massive nations ((By my standers)) And one other all wanting to kill me. Also, No offence, but you people can't notice anything subtly put in. For the whole thing I was hinting that if they surrendered we would treat them the same as everyone else, we would ignore them compleatly.

Granted, we are all large nations, however you pressed this upon yourself, the whole subtly put in thing has no bearing. I can only speak for myself here, however, my nation views any threat on a new nation that we are conducting peaceful diplomatic relations with a threat upon ourselves, and as such take it in stride and act accordingly. I am just RPing my nation, personally I understand what you were imply, however my nation is different than myself.

Sorry if this seems rude, but right now I am not happy as it is, and I just find out that people are shruging me off compleatly. Once again, sorry, but my stuff is not normal.

Not happy...I am sorry, however I know how this is, my personal life is quite fookered up and I am in a pretty bad situation. I just had my heart crushed today...like badly. I hit a new low...however I am doing my best to keep going on care about other peoples bad times. I am sorry you are not happy, but realize that not everyone is happy either. I am about | | that close to not having a decent future. So do your best to recognize that there are people out there who have it worse than you do, and that life never hands you more than you can handle. I don't mean to preach, however I just found a good outlet for my bad mood. Please do your best to keep your personal life and your NS life seperate, I know I do. It would make things flow a lot easier. Again, sorry for preaching and I hope things get better for you soon.

Also, lets keep the OOC crap down.

OOC Ok, that was bad, I had absolutly no right, but something evil happened. Ok, lets see,

Point three, do not assume we are OOCly stupid, we know that is what you mean. It is in fact, offensive. We are not shrugging you off,we are just not listening to your IC threats. There is a difference.

The thing that made that response was actually not directed to you OOC, in fact your people IC, I guess I didn't clarifie that.

FS, True to term you get an opinion, however, it is considered good form to ask the person you are attacking unless they made the topic open. I accept it, because I realised a little advantage to me anyway. *Cakals manicly.* My MSN is scooteb@hotmail.com, but you might get my sister since it is a shared one.

IC Hlar sighed, looking over the message that had been redirected from Ultan. Instantly he realised something, a sigh emitted from him.

Ultan, you are here by ordered to stay where you are, I will be their soon. It seems our Wormholes are insufficiant, very well, begin the second phase weaponry.

But sir, second phase has not been used unless it is against the Kennir ships, its never been nessersary to use actual live fire against rebles.

You have your ORDERS soldier, please follow them Second phase, NOW!

Yes minister

Ulatan looked at the damage reports, sighing, he could make a fight, but first he needed to get the fighters out of the deck.

"All units, begin phase two weapons" he said softly, wishing all of a sudden he had not been here.

From the main hanger bay, seven hundred fighters launched. Of the two thousand that had started, these where all that where left. Even now the ship enlarged again, showing the real damage the outer layer had taken. The entire cargo bay, all land troops included, had been blown out and abandoned, the hangers had suffered majorly two. But still the main generator stood, and still the main cannons stood. Ultan sighed, this would not be good.

The ships hull seemed to fall apart at points, as the cannons rose up. Only half where up, but they would still fire the same quickness. Ultan smiled grimly, they would take some down.

And so the fire began, blue balls of energy burst out at great speed. While not individually powerful, the shots fired at a amazing rate, the cold of space cooling down the cannon barrels as they fired. At times one would halt, but their was fire after fire engaging. The Cryhiathans may have been outnumbered, but this was where they excelled.

OOC FOr info, those shots each are like three Wing Swuads *About fifty* Fighter shots each.

OOC:

OOC NO NO NO NO NO NO! I would like to point out, I started this war, I have a right to get an opinion of who joins. Now, a few things.

Actually Flaming Souls started this Thread so they would have the say of who gets to join. Siesatia declaired War so he would have the right to say who joins. You joined the other Thread, one that New Sovietia started.

1. Ok, sure, you guys can close normal wormholes, thats great, but, unfourtuantly for you, these are not NORMAL WORMHOLES! They are the pinical of our technoloy, you could close them, but your efforts would be very high, more then simple FTLi's and such, my weapons are all wormhole based, so unfourtuatly for you, I might actually have been forced to find ways to aviod them being closed so easily, its simple logic.

I have almost a year of history posting developments in Gravitational Technology. My citizen's cargo vessels use black holes to propel their ships. My military advances along the gravitational technology has been declaired being the forefront of the field by some other nations. I have taken entire Neutron Stars (read my Experiment (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=412132) Thread) with my knowlege of Gravitational Technology. I have documentated proof of my technology.

2. Do not assume we are so easily detected because we are so small, these guys are older, and have been perfecting this stuff since earth was first formed as a Planet, and we have been in countless systems undetected for this entire time. Now, if we had been so easily detected, this nation couldn't exist, because we have been hiding from humans for our existance. However, you can find me simply because Balrogga put his thing on me.

You missed the point. Your history cannot be used to grant you instant technology advances. You have to document them somewhere other nations can read them easily. The reason you remained undetected was you didn't exist. If you were busy overlording entire galaxies then you should have been noticed and several nations more power than we three would have stomped on your attempts to subjugate them

Siesatia is detecting your position in the Space-Time Continium. He has the technology to do so. I can find you simply by the effect your mass has upon the space around you. All mass has gravity. I can detect your gravitational signature, your power signature, and your dimensional displacement signature.

Dimensional Technology is another technology I have been developing for almost a year. I am very good with it and I placed a tracer on your ship. If you possess dimensional technology to a great degree, you can try to locate it if you can come up with an IC reason to do so.

Now, I have no problems with more people joining, but, please, ASK ME FIRST! I now have three massive nations ((By my standers)) And one other all wanting to kill me.

I have not done anything to you. All I did was to stop the distruction of the system and acted to prevent further attempts. I did place a tracker on you for my own defence. If you were to escape and threaten my nation I would have the location of your homeworld to hold over you if you didn't back down.

Also, No offence, but you people can't notice anything subtly put in. For the whole thing I was hinting that if they surrendered we would treat them the same as everyone else, we would ignore them compleatly.

Why should anyone surrender to you if they don't think you are strong enough to pose a danger to them? You have only demonstrated the ability to produce wormhjoles, which are unstable by their very nature. Many nations posses this ability and their entire technology depends upon using them for FTL travel. I have my own Wormhole device but I don't consider it a pinicle of my race.

Sorry if this seems rude, but right now I am not happy as it is, and I just find out that people are shruging me off compleatly.

People are shrugging you off, as you say, because you do not seem to be able to back up your threats. you don't pose a threat to them. You are only pissing them off by being beligerant to them (In Character). As far as not being happy, not everything goes your way when you bust in on someone else's Thread and threaten someone who is bigger than you are. I could have just conjured a black hole where your ship is but I didn't. I could have Anchored your ship to the spot like with the planets and star but I didn't. I just set things to the way they should have been. I could have wormholed your whole fleet into the sun myself but I didn't. I could have dropped a Neutron Star in the middle of your fleet but I didn't. Things could have been a lot worse but we are all pulling our punches to give you a chance.

Once again, sorry, but my stuff is not normal

Nobody's stuff on Nation States is normal. We all developed our own technologies based upon our design and plots of our nations. The thing you have to remember, if a nation has a documented history, they are not going to tremble at the knees of someone who starts out claiming to be the "Overlords of the Galaxy". Above you have declaired you are being assulted by "three massive nations". I don't see you trembling at their knees like you expect us to. We have no idea who you are, only that you attacked a colony and threatened allies. Look at it from our point of view before you begin to complain.

Hopefully we can get back to the game without any more disruptions.

Seventy Million Kilometers off the Port Bow of the FSS Tribunal


As smoothly as Silk, a bulbous transport, immediately identifiable as an Indran Pleasure Cruise, dropped out of temporal hyperspace and pulled into a stationary position well outside the combat range of any of the vessels present. On the many observation decks, the slimy voice of a tourguide was heard over the intercom, addressing the people who had come to see spectacle.

"Well now, we have arrived at our final destination. If you will look out your nearest window, you can see the FSS Tribunal and ships from Siesatia and Cryhiathva. We have brought you to a time, where a small nation is being taken on by a few, much larger nations. Lets watch and see how the battle progresses. We all know the outcome, but seeing it happen first hand is always quite a thrill."

We are all in trouble now. Indra's Pleasure Cruise Ship could wipe out every ship here.

I am serious!

On board the FSS Tribunal

General Jenkins was watching the developments with nothing short of glee. Suddenly, the temporal sensors went off, but were quickly quieted as it was realized that it was only an Indra Prime Pleasure Cruise. Upon this realization, Bryce ordered a message sent to the Cryhiathvan ship.

Ah damn, ah diggity damn. You see that pleasure cruiser over there? Just wanted to make sure you noticed it, I would reccomend not firing on it, as that ship alone could make you hurt. Enjoy

Having sent the message, General Jenkins made another few orders.

"Get within firing distance, and open fire with all available weapons, also, engage enemy fighters with ours. We have them outnumbered, what, 14 to 1?" the General ordered.

The ship began to move into range so that it could open fire with its 25 Heavy Gauss Cannons, 25 Ion Cannons, and 50 Rail Cannons.

The P4X20 Raptor fighters ((OOC: All 10k of them seeing as none have even been engaged yet)) swooped in on the enemy fighters, unleashing a barrage of Disruptor Mark IX fire and various assaults of Plasma-Anti Plasma Torpedoes.


OOC: if you want documentation of any of the tech being used here by me, just ask, i can furnish said threads.

OOC: Ouch, Indran ship.... that could take on the whole Sol Fleet and win. Yeah, that is one nation that you don't want to mess with. I will get a post up tonight, I am busy for now.... damn school.

OOC: I shot missiles earlier, please take them into account.

The fighters continued on course, when the ship began to fire upon them, and fighters were launched.
"Afterburners." Came CC-CAT 32
"Check." Came a simulatanious responce from each squad leader.
"Incoming Fire." Came a calm reply.
"Evasive Manuvers, target fighters, clean sweeps, no leftovers."
"Rodger"

The Fighters on the far sides banked, whilst the middle continued, providing cover fire. This fire was in the form of Temporal Phase Cannons, sending out quite lethal bursts of the volitile energy, aimed at the fighters now headed their way.


The capital ships continued to follow, all except the 12 Bladerunner II Class. Which had followed the fighters. They reached an acceptable range, and began to fire their weapons...

In the duel prong of the ships hulls, space seemed to warp, it became fluidic, a single beam of blue light built up behind a lens of pure temporal energy. The charge warped the space until the light was unbearable. Then, it released, tearing across space, hurtling towards the enemy ship.

OOC:

We are just sitting in T-Space watching and preventing damage to the system if we can.

The main ship buckled, its once smooth form now crumpled like a Linine shirt. Ultan looked at the cannons, which where praticly dead now. He sighed, knowing he was done. Before the Great stasis, he had held off odds much more then this, as the ship was torn apart, he remembered those days. Once the ship was gone, and his body was a gas floating, he thought darkly to himself. He would be back.

Meanwhile, the fighters where doing much better. While they where outnumbered, their ships had an annoying tendancy to aviod fire by skipping size. While this did not have an effect of hiding them, it DID make them hard as hell to target, because one minute they would be their, then they would skip size and reskip behind you. They where slowly loosing, but they would take a hell of a time to do it. They would give time for...

Hlar to make preperations. He looked at the space around him, tearing and ripping with a rainbow of colour. Shaking his head he realised the hell it was going to be for him to fight this war if the space in his own system was not stable. He sighed, he only had one ship with a powerful enough generator to hold the things at bay, and that was the one he was in, a ship able to carry five million in its bays. Shaking his head, he sighed.

The fighters had inflicted causualties, not heavy, but not light either. Their annoying tactics continued to take a toll on some of the Siesatian fighters. And, although they were slowly taking the advantage, it would take too long to win.

"All ships, prepare for Battle Tactic "Fly Swatter" on my mark." On all remaining 4,751 fighters, temporal coils charged.

"Mark!"

At that word, all the fighters dissapeared in blue flashes, and reappeared near the capital ships. To one innexperienced with Siesatian tactics, it would appear as a retreat, but it was clearing the way, for one of the more gruesome tactics in the handbook.

"Fly Swatter Missiles away!" Came thru on the COM, and 12 Very large missiles screamed towards the middle of the fray of enemy fighters.

The fighters that had jumped headed to the outskirts, ready to pick off the enemy survivors. Marine Gunboats prepared to take the enemy capital ship after the fighter support was taken care of.

The Bladerunners still had a few more minuites of cool down before the next shot. This would attempt to sever any connection with a reactor or power core. Then, the marines would board, and there would be hell to pay.


Losses:
249 Fighters

OOC: The FS missiles (Not Flaming Souls, Fly Swatters) are the clean up weapons on any major carrier. They fly out to the appropriate distance, and explode. The casings do not explode outward, but first implode, causing a near black whole effect, anything within 1 kilometer will be sucked in, this implosionary effect then detonates. The explosion superheats any fragments and debris to Super Plasma, and hurtles it like shrapnel in all directions at sub FTL speeds. This shrapnel hurtles at the edge of the explosion shockwave, which is a combination of superheated particles, EMP Energy, and expelled gravitational forces. Radiation levels are off the chart, but will dissapate in a year or so, and will only get thru non shielded vessels.

((OOC: Braindead right now, just going to post losses.
320 Fighters))

The fighters Where decimated, not a single one surviving. In fact, it would seem they charged into the thing of death, although why would be a mysyery. The Pilots smiled, for while they had died, time would now need to be wasted finding their home world, life was sometime very fun.

Meanwhile, on the Surface of Trithra, the cities where abandoned. Now, Daemons Prowled the streets, and anyone not wearing a protective mark or talisman was killed in a heartbeat. The world was in chaos, praticly gone already. Although many fought the creatures of darkness, they would soon fight more then that, this was truth.

Watching the destruction of the enemy ships from the bridge of the Tribunal, General Jenkins felt a twinge of regret. This was not neccessary, there was no need for that massive of overkill. Perhaps I got into the wrong field of work he thought sadly.

"Sir, all enemy ships are destroyed, what are your orders?" the Tactical Officer asked.

"Take us home, same goes for the Reorx's Forge. Send a DCSS to their homeworld." the General ordered.

The Reorx's Forge used its sublight engines to move from orbit of the planet and to dock with the Tribunal. Shortly thereafter the Tribunal began to head home by way of sublight engines, jumping to TFTL after it left the system.


OOC: This is my end to the war, I will no longer take part, as me and Siesatia combined is just an unfair competeion. I will send aid to the invasion fleet if so required, however that is as far as I will go.

~~At the Edge of Cryhiathvan Space~~

The DCSS Class ship dropped out of TFTL and just sat there. The markings on the side of the ship said NSDCS and anyone who ran their debts up, knew the markings of the Nation States Debt Collection Services. Shortly thereafter a transmission was sent into Crhiathvan Space from the ship.

This is an official attempt at recovering a monetary payment for a
debt incurred against the Nation of Cryhiathva. The charges are a direct
result of an attack against the Star Imperium of Flaming Souls on the listed
date.

In defense against your attack, 10,000 Fighters were unnecessarily used
to destroy your attacking ships. You will have to make restitution to the
Star Imperium of Flaming Souls for the unnecessary usage of these supplies.
In addition there was a colony ship that was damaged as a direct result of
your hostile actions which needed repairing. The ship was repaired and the
expenses will be attached to this claim. There are also the energy charges
incurred for the use of the ships used to destroy your vessels. The
depletion of core fuel for both the ships and the shield generators is a
billable expense. The clean up of the shrapnel left by your fleet and the
cleanup of your crew’s remains is also attached to this claim as well
as several citations for polluting the interstellar tradeways with said debris.

All billable expenses have been covered by the Nation States Insurance
Company, which has in turn forwarded the bill to your nation.

This debt collection is legal in any nation of the Nation States Communities
and failure to reimburse the Nation States Insurance Company could result in
legal actions against your nation. The legal actions could include any and all
of the following; garnishes against your GNP, seizure of property of at least
the value of the charges, incarceration, or other legal penalities.

It is in your best interest to rectify this situation in the timeliest fashion
possible to avoid further action.

Yours Truly
I.B. Annoying
President of Nation States Insurance Company

With the message sent, the DCSS left the system.

OOC:

Copycat!!!

OOC: Bah, you said i could use it, and should...also keep the ooc down...

Hlar shrugged, sending the nessersary funds. Because of the way the Cryhiathan Scociety worked, money was stored for use of Intergalatic players, Cryhiathans preffered class points. Then he went to the immidet problem, Siesatia's fleet. While he did not fear it, their intervention in things they did not understand could tip the balance. He sighed, looking at the message.

To Siesatia

Hello, I am Hlar, Cheif External Minister of the Cryhiathans. You have recently gone to war with our nation, and while this would not usually bother me, with the current problems of our home world, it may cause some problems for you, more then it would ourselves. Because of this, we request you hold your hostilities until after our problem is taken care of. Once done, we would be happy to destroy your people and turn them to ash. But that would have to wait.

Do not force us to awaken the Hundred.

The last was a warning, nothing could call it otherwise, although who the hundred where was another matter.

Message to Cryhiathva:
We ignore your pitiful threats. Our fleet shall arive, and force your surrender, or you will perish. Whatever threatens your country now, will only strengthen us in this fight. Stand down, we do not wish to harm your people, but will do so, should you stay to your current course of action.




The First, Second and Third fleets had combined, 150 ships, and thousands of bombers and fighters. On all the worlds controlled by Siesatia, hundreds of sattelites powered up. Temporal Gauss Cannons in orbit, drawing power from stations on the surface of the planets or moons. On Gaia, the sattelites contained their own power source. The Sattalites could blast a shot per 10 second.




1st, 2nd, 3rd Fleet:

1 Freestar V Class
1 Freestar IV Class
1 Benevolant Class Temporal Dreadnaught
34 Freestar III Class
67 Bladerunner II Class
24 Polaris Class Temporal Battleships
12 Halberd Class Destroyers
5 Fjord Class Frigates
5 Gilgaron Class Missile Cruisers

4th Defensive Task Force

18 Freestar III Class
12 Bladerunner II Class
7 Polaris Class Temporal Battleships
7 Halberd Class Destroyers
22 Fjord Class Frigates
13 Gilgaron Class Missile Cruisers

Zeus II Orbital Defence Cannons

Major Military Stations:
Norway Military Station - Seralis
Reis Dracoden Station - Gaia
Terra Halcyon Sensor Station - Terra

Hlar grimiced, then shook his head. Right, besides everything, he needed to awake the Hundred, something he really hated doing. But, nessesaty drove him. He was Sure Valius could hold onto matters on the surface, and Cryl could make the people safe. He had his own situation, war.

The Sleeping room, it stank with the old forms of sleeping. With nothing else, more then a hundred and one green canisters. Truth, one was not going to be awakened, but the others would.

Hlar Shuddered.

The Fluid Drained, making the bodies mearly look liked they lay in the tubes empty. Hlar looked at them, worried they might not wake, that was his last thought, in an instant, he was torn to the very atoms.

The Hundred where....different, they where what could be called evil. They took, they never rewarded. You did as you where told or where destroyed. And now, they where going to make themselves known. They moved through the massive battle ship, tearing apart the very fabric of it, it seemed to swirl away as they torn apart its molecular Structure. The Fighters where not spared, in a moment, the entire station may never have existed.

Then they began to move on the world. The Surviving Cryhiathans where slept, besides two which where not considered threats, they would be changed later, now the hundred had something else to worry about, the fleet they had sensed. In an instant the message went to the enemy.

Do not waste yourself, those you wished punished will be, and we will give you things you need to know should you wish to finish them off. Should you come here, you would find very little, mabey a empty planet, one or two. We are not going to debate this, they may have been weak, but we are a power to be rekoned with.

The Hundred

It would look like some way to get the enemy to go away, however, it was not, should the enemy come, they would be punished.

Valius looked around, his head groggy, he remembered the hundred trying to tear apart Comrian, and he had moved infront. Thus, he must be dead, but the presence he felt was not the Trinty Keeper, nor was it a Daemon. It was, something, not evil, nor good, it was, he looked in amazement, it was the Ketoninia, the people of nutrality. Only those bound for Knight hood or Daemon Lord Ship Ever meet their presence. He tingled.

OOC Sorry to keep cutting off, stuff to do.

OOC: Could you explain what kind of power they seem to have. If it is Psychokinetic, you are going to find it having no effect on my ships, or my crew. One of the first things I ever researched was how to nullify Psychokinetics.

I also want to know how they seem to be able to teleport themselves, and survive in space. These are borderline godmods, and I will reserve judgement until I recive an answer to both questions.



Message:

We will stand down when your threat to the universe is dissipated. By now you will have seen (If you have any descent Comm. or sensor system) that we have effectively destroyed one of your ships. We have brought 3 times as many ships equipped with such weapons. Your threats hold little sway over us. You will stand down. We are waiting in cloak only a single lightyear from your system.

OOC Used MSN for reply

IC The Hundred sighed, before turning, they looked at the atom particals around them, and sighed. They wouldn't fight, oh no, they did not fight Cryhiathva's battles, they generally made them, but instead, they started work on a new fleet. Down below, the people where woken, those who where soldiers brought up to pilot the new craft. These where of a compleatly different desgin to the last, the Cryhiathvans who had fought in the Kree Wars shivered, for these where the first ships to slaughter a Cryhiathvan fleet when outnumbered, forcing the Great Stasis.

The other ship had been badly designed, used to scare the opposition in older times, but these ones looked like real warships. Truth in the fact they where much better ships, although still going to be crushed, it would give the hundred time to get the others away, so they could be truely punished. The Hundred smiled, sending the last message.

Then come for us, you will find that ship was nothing more then a old work, compared to the old fleet, we are waiting.

The Imperial ships moved their location so they may continue to observe this confrontation from all angles. They remained within T-Space so they woud not be physically in the way.

The Hundred began moving, taking with them the bodies of the Dormant Cryhiathvans. They moved fast, space blurring around them before once more they where praticly standing still. Before them, a dust cloud, the remains of a star, and the planets it had taken with it. The Hundred smiled, deciding this would be as good a place as any. Fully, they began to work.

Dust swirled, before coming together in clums, their paricals changing from one thing to another until they reached a cetine point of mass. Then they just turned into planets, which where then sped along at a massive rate of develoupment, meanwhile the majority of the dust was feeding the new star, the core of which being made in moments. The work continued, right up until a system existed, full with cities and stations, war machines and animals. As well as that, an entire history had been made. The Old Cryhiathva would be forgotten, the hundred had created an entirely new civilisation, giving it a fake history, new machines of war, everything, they had brought crulety to a new level. The greatest gift of Sentinence was the ability to learn from mistakes, but the two biggest mistakes Cryhiathva had made had been wiped away, to be replaced.

And the location was sent to the Siesatian Fleet, the location of the newly formed system.

Meanwhile, Valius felt the presense grow, just as his power did. He knew, although he was not sure how, that his people had awoken the hundred, and that they had done many things. Then Valius felt a new serge, and he all of a sudden was no longer fully mortal, he was a configeration of Geometry, he was a Trinity knight. Smiling to himself, he joined his breatheren, and was supried to find something, histroy recored him as their master. He thought about the scociety, it had been the draft he had written up, a perfect one, someone, or something, had planned this. He shivered in a mix of fear and delight, this could be very good.

Bump

OOC Used MSN for reply

IC The Hundred sighed, before turning, they looked at the atom particals around them, and sighed. They wouldn't fight, oh no, they did not fight Cryhiathva's battles, they generally made them, but instead, they started work on a new fleet. Down below, the people where woken, those who where soldiers brought up to pilot the new craft. These where of a compleatly different desgin to the last, the Cryhiathvans who had fought in the Kree Wars shivered, for these where the first ships to slaughter a Cryhiathvan fleet when outnumbered, forcing the Great Stasis.

The other ship had been badly designed, used to scare the opposition in older times, but these ones looked like real warships. Truth in the fact they where much better ships, although still going to be crushed, it would give the hundred time to get the others away, so they could be truely punished. The Hundred smiled, sending the last message.

Then come for us, you will find that ship was nothing more then a old work, compared to the old fleet, we are waiting.

OOC: Now.. why does it seem to me like you're making this up as you go along? :D

IC: The Trailarii, being ever curious, had been monitoring a wide range of communication frequency across vast sectors of space, both their own. parts of their allies and enemies, and most of all the unknown corridors. Now, in a secluded piece of space small in value due to lack of large deposits of primary ores, it seemed that their smaller ally had taken steps to defend a fledgling colony. A noble cause, though the barbarins that had issued the hostilities appeared to be threatening an upscale of their offensive, despite obvious loss in the first encounter. What unwise creatures..

Yes, we must watch this situation carefully. Further agression against our young ally, or those they have taken up arms with, and we shall silence the guns of these barbarins..Yes.

Communication telemetry to Flaming Souls flagship presiding over the situation at hand:

We have been watching young ones, we have seen what these barbarians have done to this colony. It angers us. Do you require a larger force?

OOC: Sorry, I am not feeling so good, and I've been working on the long awaited guide to temporal technology with Indra.

The Ships recieved the message from the unknown source, and sent a scout. Upon arrival, the powerful sensors scanned the planet and the fleet in orbit. Quickely leaving the area, it informed the Siesatian fleet about the coordinates.

The data was also relayed to the Fleet Command. Who would assess the information, and issue orders accordingly. These came quicker than expected, 20 Polaris Temporal Battlecruisers had been ordered to the system. Their sole mission would be carried out with the utmost secrecy. Dropping into the Null Space, they jumped to the system the coords had come from.

Before their mission was to be carried out, they sent a single message, the last chance for their enemy to back down, before the final measure was taken, the Fleet Command could not allow the nation to 'jump' again, and this was the only way.

Message to Cryhiathva:

You will stand down, and issue formal appologies to New Sovetia, or we will be forced to remove you. This is your final warning.


Meanwhile, the ships moved into position, Temporal Dilation devices were prescision devices, but worked wonders. Cryhiathva wanted to claim the universe, well, now they could, every bit of the 10 square lightyears they would be removed to, all for them, their own little universe.

The message filtered through a hundred and one computers, why exactly no one could remember, but it had always been done that way, ((Or at least they THOUGHT it had)) and it always would. The message fell on the desk of the Master, who looked at it thoughtfully. Valius looked at the name, trying to remember something. he strained, but couldn't, something importent about that name. he shook his head, confusion filled it. Before a moment, he wrote up a reply.

To the Senders of the message ordering a surrender.

No offence, but who the hell are you, where did you come from and what bloody drugs are you on? I have, and we have, no record of a New Sovieta within our computers, and if they are from this system, you are seven hundred years to late. Our people have controled our lands for that long.

The Master, Valius

((OOC: I stepped out Trailers, sorry..))

OOC: No problem, just post a response. :P Wanna know if I should un-tag this little scuffle. ^_^

Message to Cryhiatva:

Our patience has been drained to the last. We appologise, but you are to be removed from the Common Timeline as a threat to the universe for 100 Removed Timeline years.

This will be the equivilant of 200 Common Timeline years, as, from your perspective, time will flow normally, but you will be confined to your own area of space until we reestablish normal time flow.

Trade agreements may be worked out, simply send a message, and we will recieve it, and will be prepared to trade supplies. Negotiations may be carried out this way as well.

Good luck, you now own an entire Timeline in your own section of space.

Signed: Fleet Commander Ulayla Syphera ~ Siesatian Temporal Incursion Fleet Commander

Order Signed: President Master Dragoon Nicholas Crescent


The ships began to energize. Soon, space became fluidic, a bubble forming around the target area of 10 Cubed Lightyears. It became opague, as empty space began to phase into the area where the old space had been. For the next Century, unless the Cryhiathvans showed some sort of growth in their social and international structure, they would be trapped. Their only source of international trade would be the Siesatian council.


OOC: Remember, negotiations are still open. The Siesatians think you are playing stupid.

Valius looked around, not excatly sure what happened. He didn't feel any different. Then he looked at the distance. Ten million! He sat awe shocked, that was more then he would be able to travle in his life span. He compilted the message.

To the Senders of this message.

What are you insane? TEN LIGHT YEARS! We wouldn't be able to travle that in a lifetime. And if we did, we have no idea to what ends. We know nothing of this universe, we have the histories, we have the proof. We can show you every single thread of evidence that shows we have never ventured from this system, if we had we would have taken slaves, not tried to conquer. Feel free to come here, we have all the proof recorded.

Valius, the Master.

Valius looked around, not excatly sure what happened. He didn't feel any different. Then he looked at the distance. Ten million! He sat awe shocked, that was more then he would be able to travle in his life span. He compilted the message.

To the Senders of this message.

What are you insane? TEN LIGHT YEARS! We wouldn't be able to travle that in a lifetime. And if we did, we have no idea to what ends. We know nothing of this universe, we have the histories, we have the proof. We can show you every single thread of evidence that shows we have never ventured from this system, if we had we would have taken slaves, not tried to conquer. Feel free to come here, we have all the proof recorded.

Valius, the Master.

OOC: O_o Weren't you claiming to be overlord of the universe or something to that effect?

OOC LOL, yes, however, the hundred where awakened, they didn't want to be, so they punished cryhiathanity by forcing them to foget their entire history, and within the newly made system created them their own fake history. Because everyone remembers it that way and the hundred made the historical land marks and stuff, basicly they now know nothing about their real past and have been given a new one.

OOC: The real big reason for the temporal seal is to keep the hundred confined.

The castle containing the hundred seemed to shake, although nothing happened, they stayed within its massive walls, quite easily could be called a city by most standers. It was amazingly massive, more then fifty kilomeaters from edge to edge. Why? The hundred loved size. Alas, this was none of the Cryhiathan concern.

Still the master puzzeled, softly, for something did not seem right, he remembered, so closely.

Then is happened, the Veil Broke. Valius, being a Trinity Knight, had the help of the geometric forces to gain his memory, and immidetly he sent out a message under his own personal seal. This would not be read by any but the ones intended for the message, Siesatia.

-To the Siesatians

I am Valius, Knight of the Geometric forces of the Trinity. I am must speak to you, it is imperitive, in private, with none no others preasent except those from your nation. There is something more importent then our people here!

Valius, The Master, Knight of the Trinity!

OOC LOL, yes, however, the hundred where awakened, they didn't want to be, so they punished cryhiathanity by forcing them to foget their entire history, and within the newly made system created them their own fake history. Because everyone remembers it that way and the hundred made the historical land marks and stuff, basicly they now know nothing about their real past and have been given a new one.

OOC: o0' ..Oh..umm, I'm not gonna try to wrap my mind around that paradoxial bit of logic.

The room was cold, as was the machine. Valius sighed, beliving he was sufficiantly within range to do the audio message. He picked up the phone like device and began to speak. His voice was smooth, high and actually quite nice to listen to. Pitty the Message was not the same.

Siesatian ships, I am not sure who your rulers are, or weather they are to busy to hear the pleas of an old man, but I would be happy if you redirected this to them.

I am Valius, In my peoples mind I am Their Master, but in reailty I am not. I have remembered our history, and what the Hundred have done. They are a cancer apon this universe, a deadly one at that, for their very existance threatens anything that comes against them. I have come to make a deal with you, and while it may seem like a waste, it will be worth it.

I will be leading my Revolution against the hundred, I am guessing many will die, but my plan should limit the deaths to as few as we can get away with, why am I bugging you with this? Because I have a simple request, that will be simply to do the following:

I will be dieing, this I have no dougbt, but you need to finish my work, when I give the order, the Castle fifty Kilometres from edge to edge will be encased in its own Temporal Bubble, taking with it the surrounding land.

You transport my People on one world to the other, so they will not all die.

In return the following will be done.

-We will pay compensation for the damage to all nations involved **Except the Soulites because we have already done so**

-We will reduce our millitaray to any number you see fit as long as it does not threaten Our nation from harm.

-We will permit the Nation we attacked to choose weather or not their own person will take my place as master.

-We will follow any other forms on the treaty you see fit.

This is all I can offer, and Now I bid you good Life.

He sighed, before moving off, to begin his own death Plans.

Soft, that was one way to describe the hum of machinery. It was all around, yet no one even knew it was there. Valius looked over the massive construct, one kilometre in length. Designed to be the first major space Warship, it was marked with the Masters flag, instead of the Clan Flags, which ment only his own men where permitted to use it. He sighed, looking at his men before him.

"Today!" HE roared. "We Will eliminate the Hundred, they have for to long threatened us. I am not going to lie, most of us will die, however, the price will be Ultimate freedom for our people! Never again will the hundred demand of us what they would, they are now our enemies, no one will assist them on pain of death." He lifted the Balka Rifle above his head, and the army roared in celabration. Before running to positions around the Construct. Valius smiled as his stadium moved into the main bridge of the craft, sitting down in the controler seat and taking the node in hand.

He moved it, slightly, and the massive craft began to rise, oh so smoothly. He smiled at the elavation of it, the craft moved so smoothly to his every command, it was if it was reading his mind. He smiled, before rising it and moving it up, he laughed, taking it higher, into the Upper Atmosphere, then into low orbit. He had designed the craft with none of his old experiance, and so he had technically designed their first space warship. He turned the craft sharply, before pointing it in the direction of the castle.

"Load all weapon tubes" He yelled.

"Weapons loaded" One of his Lessers Said.

"Fire on my Mark......................MARK!" The craft recoiled back about a meater, something they would no dougbt fix. He watched the Blue lines streak across the sky, and then strike the castle. The Explosion was massive, even he was suprised at the amount of power it let out, blue fire tore apart the building as it did. He smiled, before issuing the order again. Once more the blue Traced lines across the sky, and once more laied fire throughout the building. Valius began to had hopes he might have killed them unawares.

His hopes where founded, for in the supries attack, more then Seventy of the hundred had been killed or put into sleep, but they where not enough. Even now those that had lived where working, ready to launch their counter salvo back, none tried to run, for they did not know of the Temporal bubble that would engoulf them as soon as Valius and his construct where destoryed. Smiling as the Blue arcs came at them a third time, they use their power to turn the weapons around, and send them back the way they came. They then went back to recreating the damage.

The shots tore towards them, and Valius paled, he had expected for the Hundred to have weakened, perhapse not being able to crush his ship in an instant. And Now he thought on it, they couldn't, but he had misjudged them, they had mearly turned the powerful weapons against his own ship, he had mear seconds to react.

"Brothers, you fought well, and while it may not seem like it, we won!" The Crew cheered, the ship rounded with it as it was destroyed.

And Then the message hit the Siesatian ships, quickly with a tone of authority.

"Temporal bubble that Castle NOW!" And that was it.

The ships around the temporal bubble recieved the message and relayed it to the fleet command. They recieved orders to entrap the hundred, at any cost.

Green energy flowed from the ships, space became fluid, as the STC began to shift again. Planets were semi visible, but the field was not down yet, only weakened. Then, a Blue pulse shot from half of the ships, it hit the castle, and enveloped. Within, the castle phased even further into the STC. Creating a double bubble effect. Shots hit the bubble, and fizzled out of excistance.

Soon, the space where Cryhiathva was located returned to the normal space, and the entire fleet began to move to the inner planets of the system. Messages were sent down,

Message to Cryhiathva

Due to quick thinking, the hundred were able to be sealed. We did not know where they were located at the time. Your nation has been cleared for now, but will remain under close watch for a while. Our only terms are that you will not enter Siesatian space, or approach a Siesatian vessel without informing them first. Our outstations are strictly off limits to all Cryhiathva military vessels.

Siesatian Fleet Command.

OOC:

Good ending, both sides won.

Thumbs up to both of you.

OOC: Thanks, it was a really sucky RP on my part, I've been distracted. I can't wait til summer.