The Imperial Navy
16-05-2005, 11:06
SECRET IC - This bit you will not know about. To find out more about the Alternate incident, check out my factbook. Link is in my signiture.
Location: Imperial Palace, Armada conference room
"Lord Gregory... The Admirals of the Armada have assembled as you requested."
Gregory Turned from the Window to look at His Vice-Lord and Fiance, Bellena.
"Good. Gentlemen, Let me first offer my gratitude for your arrival at such short notice. We have much to discuss."
In front of him was a rectangular table with 6 chairs. In each except two, sat an Imperial Admiral.
"Let it be known that Admiral Bellena of the second Armada is now my Vice-Lord, and second in command."
"What? When did this happen?" Came from Admiral Kabal.
"Who will take her place?" Came the voice of Grand Admiral Dangar.
"Wasn't that position supposed to be mine?" Came from Admiral Galacian.
"Now now gentlemen, lets have some dignity. I have called you here for more than this, but first, we have to sort out the chain of command. Having thought thoroughly, I have chosen Admiral Vyse to be in command of the 2nd Armada. This makes him Fleet Admiral, serving directly under Grand Admiral Dangar."
"What!?"
Admiral Galacian stood up, his face in rage.
"That position was supposed to be mine. It was promised to me! I have served this Armada for 200 years and this is the thanks I get?"
"Admiral Galacian sit down and keep your dignity, or I shall be forced to have you removed from the room."
Galacian sat down, his face one of gloom.
"Now, we have an open space for the 5th Lord of the Armada. I have asked Admiral Vyse for his opinion on who should be filling that spot. He recommended his own Vice-Admiral, Gilder for the position. I have granted his request."
The Door opened and a man walked in, wearing a long red coat, glasses and a blaster pistol in each holster to his sides. This was Admiral Gilder.
"My Lord. I serve you always. For the good of the Empire."
"Thank you Gilder. Please, be seated and have some Liquoa."
Gregory at this point dimmed the lights and turned on a holographic projector. It displayed a map of Imperial space... but it looked different.
"What I am about to tell you must never leave this room, or you will die. Is that clear?"
"Aye aye!" Came the shout.
"Good. What you see here is a map of the Alternate Universe I recently encountered."
"How did you map it?" Asked Admiral Kabal, 4th Admiral of the Armada.
"Because it now belongs to us."
"WHAT? how?"
"Allow me to explain. I am sure you all know of the roumors about a 6th Imperial fleet?"
Kabal stroked his beard.
"Indeed. I overheard many conversations about a covert operations fleet."
"Well, they are true. And, the Alternate incident was planned... But the loss of my arm was not."
There was some chuckling.
"But anyway. We staged an accident to appease the international community. If they knew we were experimenting with dimensional gateways the response may have been... hostile. But anyway. We went in, lured the Alternate Imperial Armada into this dimension. And while we kept them busy, the 6th fleet invaded, and took the defenceless dimension by suprise. There was little resistance, and now Terra and many surrounding systems of that dimension belong to us."
"What of the other nations in that dimension? Wouldn't they have fought as well?"
"There were none others. The Imperial Navy, Moleland and a few smaller nations were all that existed, and TIN occupied Earth. But anyway, we have now begun stripping that dimension of it's resouces using clone labour, and we shall use these resouces in our next project. We are currently experimenting with a possible ultimate weapon... the Chaos Mooncannon. We shall find the 6 moon crystals, link them to the Chaos Emerald we aquired long ago... and have a weapon that can blow a chunk out of a planet."
OOC: Accuse me of Godmodding if you will... It's for story purposes, and it will never be used on a planet. Neither will it actually ever be used in battle, unless the other player agrees.
"Surely other nations would disagree with this plan and try to stop us!"
"I think not. The project is secret, the experiments being conducted on the backwater planet of Talos II. And resources being sold from the alternate dimension will fund it. We shall secure safety for our citizens with the ultimate deterent."
"I'm not quite sure if I agree with this..."
"Are you questioning your allegence Admiral Kabal?"
"No no my Lord! My allegence is unshakable!"
"Good. I would hate to have to resort to needless bloodshed."
"Y...y...yes my Lord."
"Very well then. Now for the main problem. Moleland is facing civil war."
"What?" Admiral Kabal was especially shocked.
"Is that why you told us?" Admiral Vyse said, looking rather calm.
"Indeed Admiral Vyse. You are wise. We plan to offer the new Emperor, Striker, to join us in our wonderful plans. Together, nothing will stop our absoloute rule of our territories. We will gurentee safety for ourselves and Moleland. But first we must stop the civil war."
"And then we will make Striker the offer?"
"Indeed."
"Lord Gregory, you truly are sinister." Said Bellena, smiling at him. Gregory smiled back.
"I know. Okay, return to your flagships and await orders. I want everyone to be ready to head for Moleland at a moments notice."
"Aye Aye Lord Gregory!" Came the cry from everyone.
(Open IC Message follows this post...)
Location: Imperial Palace, Armada conference room
"Lord Gregory... The Admirals of the Armada have assembled as you requested."
Gregory Turned from the Window to look at His Vice-Lord and Fiance, Bellena.
"Good. Gentlemen, Let me first offer my gratitude for your arrival at such short notice. We have much to discuss."
In front of him was a rectangular table with 6 chairs. In each except two, sat an Imperial Admiral.
"Let it be known that Admiral Bellena of the second Armada is now my Vice-Lord, and second in command."
"What? When did this happen?" Came from Admiral Kabal.
"Who will take her place?" Came the voice of Grand Admiral Dangar.
"Wasn't that position supposed to be mine?" Came from Admiral Galacian.
"Now now gentlemen, lets have some dignity. I have called you here for more than this, but first, we have to sort out the chain of command. Having thought thoroughly, I have chosen Admiral Vyse to be in command of the 2nd Armada. This makes him Fleet Admiral, serving directly under Grand Admiral Dangar."
"What!?"
Admiral Galacian stood up, his face in rage.
"That position was supposed to be mine. It was promised to me! I have served this Armada for 200 years and this is the thanks I get?"
"Admiral Galacian sit down and keep your dignity, or I shall be forced to have you removed from the room."
Galacian sat down, his face one of gloom.
"Now, we have an open space for the 5th Lord of the Armada. I have asked Admiral Vyse for his opinion on who should be filling that spot. He recommended his own Vice-Admiral, Gilder for the position. I have granted his request."
The Door opened and a man walked in, wearing a long red coat, glasses and a blaster pistol in each holster to his sides. This was Admiral Gilder.
"My Lord. I serve you always. For the good of the Empire."
"Thank you Gilder. Please, be seated and have some Liquoa."
Gregory at this point dimmed the lights and turned on a holographic projector. It displayed a map of Imperial space... but it looked different.
"What I am about to tell you must never leave this room, or you will die. Is that clear?"
"Aye aye!" Came the shout.
"Good. What you see here is a map of the Alternate Universe I recently encountered."
"How did you map it?" Asked Admiral Kabal, 4th Admiral of the Armada.
"Because it now belongs to us."
"WHAT? how?"
"Allow me to explain. I am sure you all know of the roumors about a 6th Imperial fleet?"
Kabal stroked his beard.
"Indeed. I overheard many conversations about a covert operations fleet."
"Well, they are true. And, the Alternate incident was planned... But the loss of my arm was not."
There was some chuckling.
"But anyway. We staged an accident to appease the international community. If they knew we were experimenting with dimensional gateways the response may have been... hostile. But anyway. We went in, lured the Alternate Imperial Armada into this dimension. And while we kept them busy, the 6th fleet invaded, and took the defenceless dimension by suprise. There was little resistance, and now Terra and many surrounding systems of that dimension belong to us."
"What of the other nations in that dimension? Wouldn't they have fought as well?"
"There were none others. The Imperial Navy, Moleland and a few smaller nations were all that existed, and TIN occupied Earth. But anyway, we have now begun stripping that dimension of it's resouces using clone labour, and we shall use these resouces in our next project. We are currently experimenting with a possible ultimate weapon... the Chaos Mooncannon. We shall find the 6 moon crystals, link them to the Chaos Emerald we aquired long ago... and have a weapon that can blow a chunk out of a planet."
OOC: Accuse me of Godmodding if you will... It's for story purposes, and it will never be used on a planet. Neither will it actually ever be used in battle, unless the other player agrees.
"Surely other nations would disagree with this plan and try to stop us!"
"I think not. The project is secret, the experiments being conducted on the backwater planet of Talos II. And resources being sold from the alternate dimension will fund it. We shall secure safety for our citizens with the ultimate deterent."
"I'm not quite sure if I agree with this..."
"Are you questioning your allegence Admiral Kabal?"
"No no my Lord! My allegence is unshakable!"
"Good. I would hate to have to resort to needless bloodshed."
"Y...y...yes my Lord."
"Very well then. Now for the main problem. Moleland is facing civil war."
"What?" Admiral Kabal was especially shocked.
"Is that why you told us?" Admiral Vyse said, looking rather calm.
"Indeed Admiral Vyse. You are wise. We plan to offer the new Emperor, Striker, to join us in our wonderful plans. Together, nothing will stop our absoloute rule of our territories. We will gurentee safety for ourselves and Moleland. But first we must stop the civil war."
"And then we will make Striker the offer?"
"Indeed."
"Lord Gregory, you truly are sinister." Said Bellena, smiling at him. Gregory smiled back.
"I know. Okay, return to your flagships and await orders. I want everyone to be ready to head for Moleland at a moments notice."
"Aye Aye Lord Gregory!" Came the cry from everyone.
(Open IC Message follows this post...)