NationStates Jolt Archive

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The unknown reagons of the Aphotic Galaxy... It has been long since the Huntarians have dared to enter it's space for it is Dark and Mystical, full of ancient and terrible secrets, discoveries to fill the mind of thinkers. Terrors to freez the souls of warriors. One of these terrors, are the Phantoms.
They strike from no where, and they are everywhere in this reagon of space. Even the dark and powerful people (kirtir, sith) seek to avoid them.

The Emperor sent his personal apprentice, Darth Deshoonde, on this long, deep space mission of "Search and Destroy the Phantoms." Here, the Light Side and Dark Side must temporarily unite under one goal: the survival of the galaxy and the universe for the Phantoms are like a cancer, but without a promissing cure.

A fleet of huntarian star ships jumped from hyperspace at the boarders of known space to the huntarians, both good and evil. The Comand Ship of the fleet, is the H.S.S. Affliction a Eclipse Class Star Destroyer followed by 40 Retribution Class Cruisers, 40 Everquest Star Cruisers,
20 Kirtir Class Destroyers, and 20 Goliath Class Star Destroyers followed it.
Darth Deshoonde paced upon the command deck of the Affliction.
Now we sit here and wait for the rest of the coalition.


OOC: For reminders to those who need to know if they are on the Coalition:

Huntaer
The Serene Death
Setian-Sebeceans
The Scandinavians
The Vorta Hadar
Ageaol
Yunatia
GadgetCorp
No endorse
Kyanges??

bump

G109 Helper Model #76920 walked along the bridge of the collossal Hyperion Gamma-Class Starcruiser prototype. He was the assigned captain of the GadgetCorp fleet, made up of 35 Gravort Delta-Class Battleships, 22 Terrans, and the Hyperion in which he walked. Also, a large force of 2,050 Ryre Starrunners (Loaded with Jynes) and 1,550 Blackfire RN's accompanied the fleet (These are not part of the ships inside the Terrans, Hyperion, and Gravorts).
"How close are we to the designated meeting spot?" he asked a Scariliun working at a console.
"About eighteen kilometers," replied the squid-like humanoid, punching in a few numbers. "Leaving Nether Space...now."

A large, swirling, red and pink wormhole-like rift opened up eighty kilometers from the Huntaerian forces, and the Gadget Corporation fleet exited the void. The gigantic Hyperion Starcruiser barely made it through the opening, just passing through by twenty feet.

Incoming Transmission To: Leader of the Huntaerian Forces
Patching Code: 9127560
Encryption Key: ****-***-*(***)**
Transmission Recieved
Message From: G109 Helper Model #76920, Captain of Gadget Corporation Fleet
Accept: Yes/No

We have arrived to assist you. Could you inform us on the current situation?

((Hyperion: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v649/Ycom/HyperionStarcruiser.gif
G109 Helper: http://www.freewebs.com/gadgetcorporation/mechanoids.htm

Hyperion Stats:

Hyperion Starcruiser Gamma-Class

Manufacturer: Gadget Corporation
Type: Collossal Warship
Length: 10.5 Kilometers, Width: 4 Kilometers, Height: 2 Kilometers
Crew: 290,000
Carrying Capacity: 120,000
Cargo Capacity: 550,000 Tons
Consumables: Approx. 10 Years
Shields: 120,000 SBD, Greater Refractor Shields (Reflects/Absorbs Strong/Greater Laser And Plasma Weaponry)
Weapons: 400 Automatic Heavy Plasma Cannon Batteries, 400 Manned Dual-Barrel Heavy Plasma Cannon Turrets, 100 Electro-Shock Grapplers
Hangar Capacity: 900 Jyne/Ryre Starrunners
))

MESSAGE ACCEPTED

Transmission To: Hyperion
PATCHING CODE: 1589364
FROM: DARTH DESHOONDE
TRANSMISSION RECEIVED

Our current situation. We've just droped out of hyperspace and are waiting for the responce of the rest of the coalition. Our ships remain on Red Alert
status, shields are on full power and weapons are fully charged and armed.
Our troops are on combat ready should we be attacked ahead of schedual (for everything is random in this area of space).

TRANSMISSION ENDED.

Transmission to Huntear:
"We have prepared 2,000,000 soldiers, 40,000 Jedi Knights, 5 Amend Class ships, and 20 Guardian Class Ships."

Bump...

Transmission to Huntear:
"We have prepared 2,000,000 soldiers, 40,000 Jedi Knights, 5 Amend Class ships, and 20 Guardian Class Ships."

Transmission:
We thank you for your support. We hopefully will be leaving known space soon. It's time we struck first instead of them.

BTW, I sent a TG to those who are participating.

OCC: I never received one of the TGs?

i just sent them. You and gadgetcorp responded first so I didn't need to send you guys one.

Okay.

The strike group Amor jumped to within 100 kilometers of the Huntaerian fleet. The lead ship, the Amor, hailed the Affliction telling them that they were approaching and would form up once they got there.

Admiral Anuit Ceptis looked out from his bridge towards the Huntaer and GadgetCorp ships. "You don't trust them" he said as he looked out the viewport.

The man he was talking to looked wholely out of place on the command deck. Everyone else on the deck was in a clean uniform, and yet he was sitting there in faded blue jeans and a brown poncho, with a wide-brimed hat shading his face. "No I don't" he said in a voice that sounded less rough than it should. "But we have to work with them. Like it or not, there are bigger fish to fry." He sighs as he looks out the viewport. "I'll be in my cabin if you need me."



OOC: This is the size of the strike group Amor:
1 Endurance-class Fleet Carrier [The Amor]
25 Gallofree Medium Transports (heavier armor and several extra quadlasers and full of marine troops in the cargo space)
10 Dreadnaught-class Crusiers (heavier armor [equal to star destroyer], 10 more double turbolasers and 10 more turbolasers; 1/3 the crew)
10 Lancer-class Frigates (10 more quadlaser cannons)
5 Neutron Star-class Bulk Crusiers (10 more quadlasers, cargo filled with marine troops)
5 Strike-class Crusiers (5 more turbolaser batteries and 5 more ion cannon batteries)
3 Imperial Assault Transports
3 Incursion-class Heavy Military Landers

50 Gat-12h Skipray Blastboat [The Falcons]
500 Miy'til Fighters (2 extra laser cannons)

Darth Deshoonde received the message and peered out of the command deck and could see several vessils come in. "Good. More help arrives."

(OOC: Bleh. Yeah, I'm not really in this. For now, just RP the forces I mentioned a while back as being with your main fleet. When I have the time, I'll get to RPing them myself...)

Ok.

The Ageaol fleet jumped into normal space 200 kilometers behind the Huntaer fleet.
TRANSMISSION
CODING: 295101
TO:HUNTAER FLEET
We have arrived to help you. We bring 20 Nebula Class Cruisers, 5 Gamma Class Star Cruisers, 5 Delta Class Star Cruisers, 5 Zeta Class Star Destroyers, and our flagship an Aclora Class Space Juggernaut the Yavorin. These carry 1,500,000 troopers, 50,000 Jedi, transports, shuttles, and fighters.

END TRANSMISSION

The Scandinvan fleet came in 120 Kilometers on the right of the Huntear fleet.

"Sir, two more fleets just arrived."

"Excelent," Deshoonde continued to stare out at the unknown reagons, he had the urge to fight. "Who are we still waiting for?"

OOC: EDIT
"Setian-Sebeceans, Yunatia and No endorse sir."

"Hmm." Deshoonde continued to stare through his white mask.

[OOC: > . > I committed to this? Ack! I don't even have a fleet! I didn't know I sighned up for giving a fleet to such an effort, so, I will have to pull out of this.]

OOC: I checked back and maby you didn't. This is what happens when you're all sleepy eyed lol.

[OOC: > . > I committed to this? Ack! I don't even have a fleet! I didn't know I sighned up for giving a fleet to such an effort, so, I will have to pull out of this.]

(OOC: I smell a possible tech exchange RP here...

Oh, and Huntaer, I had typed up this long post for the first "Phantom" thread that you made, including segments on the Talon's infiltration into the Device complex, BUT, my damned computer suddenly shut down on its own for NO REASON what so ever, and it wouldn't turn on. This whole time, since my last post tonight, we've been cleaning the machine... I don't really have it in me to retype that post I lost when my computer stopped, but I should be able to get some verison of it up tomorrow...)

Comm to Deep Space Coalition Command from Autogod

In support of the DSC, the Second Sebecean Coalition will be deploying the following to rendezvous with the assembling DSC Joint Armada.

Command Battle Carrier SIS Integrity
Aclarian Class Destroyers, SIS Subjugation and SIS Portent

Commanded By Junior Emperor Deines

If you have any questions or further requests please contact us on this channel.

(OOC: I smell a possible tech exchange RP here...

Oh, and Huntaer, I had typed up this long post for the first "Phantom" thread that you made, including segments on the Talon's infiltration into the Device complex, BUT, my damned computer suddenly shut down on its own for NO REASON what so ever, and it wouldn't turn on. This whole time, since my last post tonight, we've been cleaning the machine... I don't really have it in me to retype that post I lost when my computer stopped, but I should be able to get some verison of it up tomorrow...)

Sucks to be you lol.

IC: two more to go.... then, show time. Deshoonde thought.

In an instant the three ships jumped in, about 50 miles from the Huntaer Flag. The large Battle Carrier eclipsed the two standard destroyers, but they still packed a punch.

OOC: The Command Battle Carrier is about 3.5 miles long, carrying about 50,000 people. Its not our largest ship, the Decimator is. If you want more stats I'll get them up.

A pic would be nice.

A small fleet beacon hypered into the area, and began broadcasting a message on all wavelegnths.

"Hailing Deshoonde, Huntaeran commander. This is a probe of the No Endorse Navy, dispatched from border station Alpha-52. We have encountered an unexpected problem with our fleet. A spacial phenomena, believed to be a black hole, has forced our fleet out of hyperspace in a previously unknown system, too far to get to this location on sublight. We are currently attempting to get them out of the gravity well and back on course, but some ships need a tow to make it out of the well. Expect them to arrive in less than thirty-six hours. If they do not arrive, this probe, sent from an auxiliary outpost, will relay a new message detailing the situation in greater detail. We are sorry. This new gravity well will be marked on our star charts, and this will not repeat."

ooc: have to assemble a fleet together lol. I'll post back later today, just wanted to let you know I'm in.

A pic would be nice.

Sorry 99% of my ships are of my design, therefore no pic exists, however it's base concept is from the Farscape Peacekeeper Carrier.

Note that the actual ship design is very different from this, but this is the closest ship, in design to it. The actual Battle Carrier has many more guns, and is larger.
http://www.lwg3d.org/v3/resources/item301-1.jpg
http://www.lwg3d.org/v3/resources/item301-2.jpg
http://www.merzo.net/images/10mppFarscapePKCommandCarrier.gif

The Yunatian battle fleet dropped into real space 150 km from the Huntaeran fleet. Aboard the flagship, Black Talon, Lord Ranvas looked around and turned to face his comunications officer. "Hail them. Tell them we're here and are ready to go."
"Yes Lord," the officer said with a hint of fear. Ranvas smiled. Fear was good, it instilled loyalty. Now all that had to be done was the destruction of these Phantoms. Shouldn't be too hard, he thought as he looked out of the bridges viewports at the huge fleet infront of him.

Yunatian Fleet

Flagship Black Talon: http://swrebel.wz.cz/images/ships/empire/eminterdict.jpg

8 Devistator class cruisers: http://www.sith.pl/bots/sith/slynni...i/leviathan.jpg

13 Strike class destroyer:
http://www.rogue-net.co.uk/databank/images/ships/carrack.gif

674 ACE II fighters:
http://www.starwars.jp/machine/image/sith_fighter.jpg

Sacron bomber:
http://nifrpg.net/fighter_images/tie_interdictor.jpg

AP-24 transport:
http://www.archives-alliance.com/images/dva0287.jpg

Deshoonde felt the other two nation's presents. He knew of the becon and that the No Endorse fleet was ariving soon. Good. The peices are almost set and the game is ready to be played. It's time we started to move first. "Prepare a hyperspace jump into the unknown reagons. We shall go to system J25. It's rumored that the old Kirtir Empire encontered these new phantoms 4000 years ago while the emperor was in the middle of his training."

"Aye sir. Prepairing to plot new course. Ready on your command."

"Commander, Set course for the Coalition fleet. Maximum Warp, Drop out of warp about 50 KM away from the coalition fleet."

"yes sir"

Computer voice: "all hands battle stations"

The warp Nacelles of the 2 fleets create a blinding flash and is propelled at an unprecedented speed toward its destination.

30 Minutes later:

"Admiral, we have just dropped out of warp and are 47 KM away from the coalition fleets."

"Very good first. Now we wait..."


Battle fleet pic:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v298/rice_patrolz/battlefleet2.jpg

The Junior Emperor received word that the Fleet was to jump. He then ordered a Nav Officer to plot the Subspace jump, to the unknown reagons. The three ships then slipped into a dark purple wormhole, and out again in a flash. The Ships raised alert status to 1. A small corvette took off from the Carrier, it was carrying advanced sensor equipment... it began to scan all light wavebands, gravity contacts, and watching for abnormal flickers in the distant starlight, which could possibly mean a hidden ship. The data flowed back to the Carrier, and from their to the rest of the Joint Fleet.

"Again hailing Deshoonde, Huntaeran commander. This is a probe of the No Endorse Navy, dispatched from border station Alpha-52. Our hyperspace fleet has had more difficulty than expected in the area. One Quasar Fire class bulk cruiser has been caught in the black hole's gravity well, and we are pulling it out using heavy tractorbeams. We will be calling in re-inforcements, so expect a larger than usual response fleet. We have more ships than we did with the first Phantom encounter, the dead be honored. We have been investigating some new forms of weaponry, and will send our test bed along with the fleet. It is lightly armored, but should prove... helpful. Please relay the coordinates of your first jump destination to this beacon, and it will direct the fleet on the correct course."

ooc: Sorry, have too much to do tonight to put together a fleet. Will try to make one tomorrow.

"Admiral Keevan, the coalition fleet is getting ready to enter the Unknown Regions."
"Excellent first, open a channel to the rest of our fleet"
"aye sir"

"All hands of the ship and the fleet. This is Admiral Keevan, in a matter of moments we will be entering the Unknown regions to combat these "phantoms". I ask you all to fight bravely and to the last man, retreat is not an option. Some of us may not make it back home, but the rest of us will drink to their sacrifice!

Remember our peoples saying that have not failed us so far.
Obidience means victory. And Victory is life!"

With that the Admiral shut off the comm. system and ordered the helmsmen to follow the coalition fleet when they make the jump.

The vast No Endorse fleet came out of hyperspace as fast as physicly possible, and in perfect formation. It was the largest, most powerful No Endorse fleet assembled since the the first time. The numbers boggled the minds of the different commanders, who had no idea the logistics problems would be so terrible. A huge fleet had been scrambled to fight the phantoms, in hopes that the casualties would be less than the last encounter.

Their commander, Admiral P'ney, rxtended his sentience to feel the entire fleet. After ensuring nothing was amiss, he opened radio contact with Lord Deshoonde. "This is No Endorse Deep Space fleet Torandi, specially assembled for this purpose. We are the largest No Endorse fleet assembled in four thousand years. I hope we are sufficient to make an impact on the enemy, where ever his evilness lies. Where is our first jump point?"

ooc:
1 Imperator II
1 Home One class
2 MC90
4 Enforcer Cruiser
2 Interdictor Cruiser
4 Nebulon B2 frigate
2 Victory I star destroyers
2 modified SoroSub Quasar Fire class bulk cruiser
8 Strike Cruiser
8 Corellian corvette
16 Galofree Yards Medium Transports
plus their embarked fighters

Transmission to: the Coalition Fleet
From: Deshoonde
Subject: First target

Our first target is system J25 where it's rumored that there are several phantom infested worlds. Our goal is to decimate those worlds, and gather any new information on the phantoms.

Deshoonde out.


"All hands, jump to Hyperspace, maximum speed."

"Aye sir."

The Affliction jumped to hyperspace, followed by the rest of the fleet.

Soon, they will encounter the phantoms. Hopefully, this will be a short war.

Admiral P'ney glanced around the bridge, and sighed. "Looks like we're moving again, you heard him. Let's get out of here. Everyone go to maximum hyperdrive and stay in formation. Capitals in the front, smaller and slower ships behind, and try to stay in our wake. Too bad we don't have one of the ancient motherships with us... they could Farjump better than we can dream of, and their wake was massive."

S.I.R, or "Sir" (As was called the G109 Helper model commanding the Gadget Corporation fleet) looked around once the transmission blipped out. As soon as it did, he called out to the 250 or so Scariliuns controlling the Nether Space Modulators on the starcruiser. "Engage the Nether Space drive and stop within a foot of system J25."

Transmision to the Huntear Commander:
If we are able to bring the Amend Class Ships in range we can easily decimate the planets.

Transmission to: the Coalition Fleet
From: Deshoonde
Subject: First target

Our first target is system J25 where it's rumored that there are several phantom infested worlds. Our goal is to decimate those worlds, and gather any new information on the phantoms.

Deshoonde out.

Admira Ceptis looked out at the fleets jumping away. "Alright helmsman, get us to that system. And tell the ships to form up tight once we're in system, the Warrior is a little off."

"Aye sir."

The Amor Strike Group launched to the system J25, ready for a fight.

Transmission to: the Coalition Fleet
From: Deshoonde
Subject: First target

Our first target is system J25 where it's rumored that there are seeral phantom infested worlds. Our goal is to decimate those worlds, and gather any new information on the phantoms.

Deshoonde out.
Admiral Qoda looked over the bridge. "You heard the man let's move. Plug in the coordinates and engage the engines."
"Aye aye," responded the men. The fleet engaged their foldspace engines and were soon at the J25 system.

The Huntarian Fleet jumped from hyperspace near the system J25.
The Affliction followed the rest of the fleet from the rear as they approached the 6th planet. Darth Deshoonde paced upon the bridge nervously. This was the system where Trilkan had first encountered the Phantoms during his training to be the Kirtir Dark Lord.
"Commander Nissle, tell fleet full stop. Send in a few thunder hawks to the planet's surface. This is the old temple where the Emperor's training went berserk. We could find something here."

"Aye lord. Attention all hands, full stop."

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Three Thunder Hawks dropped to the planet's surface with three teams of space marine terminators. Sergeant Brulini, a veteran from the Kirtir/Malkir war which Trilkan waged 4000 years ago. He's known for his sarcastic humor, and for his brutal war tactics. "OK team, this is the deal. We're here to scout out the area until the rest of the fleet arrives. There is a temple down here which the Emperor wanted check. Remember, follow my orders, and you will live. Disobey them, and I kill you. Got that?"

"We got you sir!"

The thunder hawks landed right in front of a ancient pyramid which the Kirtir have made. "ALL RIGHT! Lets move it out ladies! Come on out! Move move move!"

The terminators filed out and into the temple. They went down three sub-levels before they found an ancient room full of cobwebs. "Wow, can you imagine how old this place must be sarge?" One of the corprals asked.

"Yes, it's over 50,000 years old."

"How do you know everything sir?"

"You obviously didn't read your manual on how to use your helmet's equipment kid."

".... No sir. I guess I didn't."


OOC: J25... Now I recall where I got that name from. It's where Enterprise-D first encountered the borg. Funny really. J25 being where Huntaer meets it's enemy.

(OOC: Heh, I wonder how my little fleet is doing...

Where's that post I made in that sign up thread that you made for this thing?)

The huge Amend and Guardian class ships came dropped out of hyperspace into the syestem and apporached the reported Phantom worlds.

Once again, a wormhole-like rift opened near the planet, and the Gadget Corporation fleet exited the void known as Nether Space, just in time to see the Thunder Hawks descend towards the planet surface. S.I.R. ran several sense circuits before emitting a command. "Send down several shuttlecraft to assist the troops.

Within Seven Minutes

As the shuttles activated their landing sequence, dropping to the ground as an ever-slowing rate, the two teams, each comprised of twelve NecroBots and two NinjaBots, activated their holojets and jumped out of the vessels. They landed with a thud and a slight shake, scanning the ground. Though they had arrived after the Huntaerians had left, their sensors were indicating humanoid tracks, Huntaerian more specifically, and they followed after the group.

((Oh, and, a NecroBot image can be found with the previous link))

Hundreds of landing cradt poured out of the ships each carring hundreds of driod soldiers arrived upon the planet's surface.

The total number of the droid army was 3.2 million in total upon the planet's surface.

((Believe they were trying to be quiet and undetected. Oh well :D ))

The driods using motion and heat decting sensors they could pick them up better then a normal human or alien to see the Phantoms.

The droid army marched towards the thought places of the Phantoms nests.

The driods using motion and heat decting sensors they would be able to see the Phantoms.

The droid army marched towards the thought places of the Phantoms nests.

(OOC: Woah, woah, woah. If it were that easy to see them, then there's no way that they would be the uber baddies that Huntaer and I have been wanting them to be... Huntaer, input on this?)

((Yeah...No one's been able to see them fully with heat and motion. Believe the only way to even just almost "see" them is with the Force))

The Marines continued to walk through the sub-level where they found an ancient tomb.

"Hey sarge! Get a look at this!"

Seargent Brulini walked on over to where the space marine stood.

"What ye got my good private?"


The Private shakes his head. "Sir, this apears to be a old tomb of one of the ancient kirtir lords. You can tell it's a lord by the markings on the top of the tomb. I think this was Darth Yûsalini's tomb. All these years... out in this... place," the private shook his head in disbeleif.

"Son, this is interesting, but it doesn't help us with our search does it?"

"Actualy sarge, it does. He was one of the first Kirtir to encounter the phantoms 60,000 years ago. Perhapse the Emperor left a Holocron behind from Yûsalini's teachings. If so, then why would the Emperor leave it behind?"

"Good question private. Solve it yourself. Me, I'm going over to this here picture of old Yûsalini.

OOC: Yes! Found the character palette for Safari! Now I can start producing names of my characters as they are suppose to look like rather than how they sound.

(OOC: Woah, woah, waoh. If it were that easy to see them, then there's no way that they would be the uber baddies that Huntaer and I have been wanting them to be... Huntaer, input on this?)

Yes, an input is needed.


The driods using motion and heat decting sensors they could pick them up better then a normal human or alien to see the Phantoms.

The droid army marched towards the thought places of the Phantoms nests.

TS, if the Phantoms were that easy to detect, then I wouldn't need anyones help at all. Heat sensors are the oldest form of sensors around. We even have them in RL of some form. They leave no trace of heat, otherwise, my troops would be able to detect them for their helmets have heat sensors as
a standard equipment.

Activating their "Light-Tread" mode (in which the robots would walk on concentrated atmospheric particles just above the ground as opposed to the actual ground) the group of droids quietly entered the temple, following the tracks of the Huntaerian soldiers, eventually following them into the sub level and tomb. One of the NinjaBots, deactivating its Light-Tread mode, walked over to Seargent Brulini. "We have been sent to assist you," it said, in a vaguely Japanese electronic voice. "Have you found anything?"

The No Endorse fleet tore into realspace like a starburst, and immediatly began to asses the situation. The ships took a position quite a ways away from the planet, awaiting instructions from the fleets already present. The Admiral brooded over the sense of inevitibility he felt in his heart.

Now we wait. I hope that we can win this war much easier, we never had a chance last time. That recon fleet was terribly undergunned and undermanned. Fortionatly, this is the largest fleet we've assembled since the legendary days of the Progenitor, let's hope it survives.

Sergeant Brulini started to take surveillance pictures of the area.

"Now, I want you to poise for me dear Yûsalini. Give me angry now, can you give me angry? Yes! Ooo angrier! Get that red smoke appear at your feet. Oh man, stop it you're scaring me! Come on now, you hate me! You want to destroy me! Destroy me now! Yeah!"

"Sergeant?"

"Destroy me! Yeah! Yeah!"

"SERGEANT!"

"YEAH?"

"The Gadgetcorp droids are here asking if you have found anything."

"Ok, I'm done over here. I'll get to the droids now," Brulini turns to the picture of Yûsalini, "I've worked with better but not many. Thanks my lord." He walks over to the droids who asks the question:

"We have been sent to assist you," it said, in a vaguely Japanese electronic voice. "Have you found anything?"

"Not yet. We're still searching the area for any sign of phantom activity."

"Hey Sarge! I found something!"

Brulini motioned to the droids to follow him.

"What is it corporal?"

"Look at Yûsalini's tomb now. It's all scratched up when it wasn't before."

Brulini leaned towards the tomb where he saw huge scratches on it.
"Yes, these are most definitely recent. They go in more than 2 inches into the tomb's cover. Stay sharp ladies. We've been searched out by the phantoms. It's time to go. Now."

ooc: bump. Where be everyone? Are exams taking a bad toll? For me they'll be from next week till the second or third of June

OOC: I have been sick, so my forces will be with the fleet, and I assume they are in orbit, anyway... on the phantoms: Since no Setian has had the force, as though it cannot exist in us, we do not detect force presences. However, we have 3 living gods which have a mystical understanding of the universe, anyway we cannot use the force, but Sebeceans have a history and religion based on manipulation of people, events, populations, the cosmos, and genetics.

Bumpity.

The Ageaol fleet grows bored while waiting for something to do.