NationStates Jolt Archive

moleland had insulted sephrioth and for this thier lives will pay the forfiet


ships deployed
4 orca class troop transports
2 bahamut havy destroyers
3 wild fire clas tspace fighter carriers
300 gundamns

OOC: Ok thats better. I'm rather busy right now, but i'll post soon. Just watch this space.

Better...

Consider yourself....

Tagged

OOC: We shall do this tomorrow. First, we must wait for TIN and strikewing.

k

*tag*

Aboard the Chimera, the Strikewing team gathered in the conference room.

"Ok Team, we have an assignment!"

"Great - I wanna try out the improvements I made to the fighters!"

"Heh, it's not going to be easy Graham. We've been ordered by our employer to make a strike on Moleland."

Captain Boltor pressed a button, displaying a map of Mole space.

"We stole this when we left the Imperial Navy - it shows all known Moleland bases and whatnot, taken from their top secret files."

"You mean this is from the Imperial Spy network?"

"Indeed Saliana. We've been ordered by our Employer, Sephrioth, to make a strike on Moleland. I have chosen here."

"What is that?"

"The Moleland communication network. It has already been damaged in the recent war with the Hyacombians, and most of the Moleland fleet is at the homeworld. Cutting their lines of communication will allow our employer to attack the outer planets without interference... but I don't think our employer will win in the long run."

"Why is that? I thought that they would win if they caught 'em by surprise!"

"The problem is Graham, that the entire Imperial fleet is also at the homeworld... and they don't need relays to use communications. The only reason we're really making this strike is to earn our fee. Now get prepped. We will arrive at the comm networks first relay station at 0800."

"Right... i'd hate to have to fight my own people... let alone an ally of my people... but a jobs a job."

"Good to hear you thinking straight Trevor. Your fighters are being outfitted with Advanced torpedoes. They have a larger yeald than usual. Should blow those commsats up with little effort. But watch out for Moleland fighter defence."

Aboard the Chimera, the Strikewing team gathered in the conference room.

"Ok Team, we have an assignment!"

"Great - I wanna try out the improvements I made to the fighters!"

"Heh, it's not going to be easy Graham. We've been ordered by our employer to make a strike on Moleland."

Captain Boltor pressed a button, displaying a map of Mole space.

"We stole this when we left the Imperial Navy - it shows all known Moleland bases and whatnot, taken from their top secret files."

"You mean this is from the Imperial Spy network?"

"Indeed Saliana. We've been ordered by our Employer, Sephrioth, to make a strike on Moleland. I have chosen here."

"What is that?"

"The Moleland communication network. It has already been damaged in the recent war with the Hyacombians, and most of the Moleland fleet is at the homeworld. Cutting their lines of communication will allow our employer to attack the outer planets without interference... but I don't think our employer will win in the long run."

"Why is that? I thought that they would win if they caught 'em by surprise!"

"The problem is Graham, that the entire Imperial fleet is also at the homeworld... and they don't need relays to use communications. The only reason we're really making this strike is to earn our fee. Now get prepped. We will arrive at the comm networks first relay station at 0800."

"Right... i'd hate to have to fight my own people... let alone an ally of my people... but a jobs a job."

"Good to hear you thinking straight Trevor. Your fighters are being outfitted with Advanced torpedoes. They have a larger yeald than usual. Should blow those commsats up with little effort. But watch out for Moleland fighter defence."

*Watches with interest*

oh my god, you guys are actually really quite lame, actually saying what you deploy, dear lord.

oh my god, you guys are actually really quite lame, actually saying what you deploy, dear lord.

*Gets :mad:*

*Points out the fact I haven't made an IC post yet*

*Points out that TIN hasn't quoted any number*

*Points out you say 'Guys' not 'Seph'*

oh my god, you guys are actually really quite lame, actually saying what you deploy, dear lord.

looooooosssseerrrrr!

Only a loser would waste his time to come on here and critisise us. Go suck a lemon loser! :D

bunp

*Just waiting for Moleland to make a post*

*A post about what? You haven't attacked me yet!*

Tags

*Makes random IC: post*

IC: 'This is corvette group Ranger, reporting in. We have reached our partol zone. Commence patrol.'

'Acknowledged. Stay on the look out. Intel suggests a possible seph invasion attempt soon.'

'Yes Sir. We will do.'

OOC: Moley check your Hotmail. I've sent you a little somthing...

IC: The Chimera Exited Hyperspace. Her Launch bays opened, preparing for the mission.

"Ok Team, we're in Mole Space now, so be extra Vigilant. The Chimera will be cloaked for the duration of this mission due to the hight threat, so you're on your own. Are the inhibitors online?"

"Yes indeed Boltor. To the Moles we'll look like a squad of Sephrioth Fighters, so no one will suspect us."

"Good. Get to your fighters and prepare to launch. We're almost at the First array!"

"Yes sir. Let's go team!"

The team ran to the fighter bay and lept into their prepped Strikewing fighters. Pressing buttons, they began to activate the systems.

"Communication line green. Weapons systems green. Missile System Green."

Boltor activated the fighter launch code.

"These Moles are no pushover... so be careful out there!"

"Don't worry Boltor. Have we ever failed you?"

"heh...Launch all ships!"

The fighter group roared from the bay, engaging max thrust...

And then the Chimera cloaked.

OOC: Ok. How many fighters are you using. I'm guessing four, but if not, i'll edit the post.

IC: 'Sir, long range sensors are detecting Hosilte fighters, probably Seph. They are preparing an attack run on the com sat.'

'Launch the fighters. Move us between them and com sat array.'

'Yes captain!'

12 Hyper fighters were launched, and sped at high speed towards the on coming fighters.

' This is alpha one. Delta Squadron, you take number 4 in in the formation.

'This is Delta 1, confirmed Alpha 1. Using desinated target.

'Beta, you take number 3.'

'Confirmed, using desinated target'

'Gamma, take number 2

'Roger'

'We'll take the flight leader

'Yes sir!'

'Arm torpedoes. we must protect the grid. Make sure the locking system turns read before you fire!'

"Strikemaster! 12 Incomming fighters!"

"Great Bullseye, time to earn our fee!"

"Rock on Strikemaster! This is Ratboy here, i'm preparing to get the guys locked onto me!"

"Hey Dodger, you ready there?"

"Ready to rock Strikemaster!"

"Ok! All ships, charge weapons and don't leave any survivors!"

Both groups rocketed towards each other.

"Fire Chargeshot!"

4 Bright blue beams fired from each of the fighters... they seemed to home on target.

OOC: I've played your game :D

IC:'Alpha squadron. Evasive action now!

'Yes Sir. Following you out of danger!'

By some miracle, Alpha squadron were able to avoid the cannon blast. However, the other squadrons were totally wiped out.

'That looked like an Imperial Navy weapon. I don't think this is a seph attack. But there isn't time to focus on that. Alpha group. Engage the flight leader... and watch your backs. We are out numbered.'

'Messege recieved. Alpha 1, using your target for attack.'

'Fire torpedoes!'

3 torpedoes was fired at the lead ship...

OOC: A review on PM's please?

IC: "Incomming Strikemaster!"

"Only Torpedoes? Don't make me laugh."

Strikemaster performed a barrel roll, the 3 Torpedoes missing their target, before being shot out of the sky by the rest of his Team.

"Lets reply shall we? Target their lead ship."

A large Number of missiles with blue streaks were launched... and they cloaked...

OOC: You won't be able to see where they are comming from... :D

OOC: Just a sec...

IC: The flight leaders sensors detected the missile locked, and the friing of them. But he could find them on the sensors.

'Continue the attack with turbo lasers. I have some missiles to lose.'

The other 2 fighters opened fire with Turbo lasers. The flight leader, with years of experienced predicted the speed and path of the missiles, and avoided them... This time!

I hope they have brief homing times. i can't avoid them a second time... I can't guess the return path...

He then also joined in the attack...

OOC: The missiles will hit... All Strikewing missiles carry a fuel reserve...

IC: The ships continued to exchange fire, with the Strikewing craft using every trick in the book whilst Barrel rolling, causing any impacting Turbolasers to bounce off harmlessly.

"It's going well... Strikemaster, the first comm array is in sight!"

"Heh. Here we go!"

Strikemaster launched a larger missile... it was homed in on the comm array.

As the missile streaked towards it's target, it was destroyed by missiles launched from the corvette, who fired at the fighters as well.

'Request reinforcement. This is an ace flight.'

'Aye sir. Requesting reinforcement!'

Alpha 3 was destroyed, leaving only Alpha 2 and 1.

'Sir, we are out gunned. What should we do?'

'Withdraw. We cannot win this fight.'
Both fighters entered hyperspace, before the missiles caught up with them.

Only the corvettes were left.

OOC: Tagged, this looks very interesting...

"The Corvettes are very low tech Strikemaster-not much of a threat!"

"Keep 'em busy! I'm gonna get that array!"

Strikemaster burned his engines, rocketing towards the array, missiles, lasers and Chargeshot blasting into the array.

"Intercept this!"

OOC: Right seph, if ya wanna strike the time is now...

thw sephrioth asault fleet drops out of traswarp.message to entrire fleet keep cloaks raised we attack in ten minutes.

"The Corvettes are very low tech Strikemaster-not much of a threat!"

"Keep 'em busy! I'm gonna get that array!"

Strikemaster burned his engines, rocketing towards the array, missiles, lasers and Chargeshot blasting into the array.

"Intercept this!"

The corvettes could not prevent the destruction of the Array, but they focused there missile fire at the lead ship, but it was a futile effort really.

'The array is destroyed sir!'

'We were out gunned here. We should tryand inflict loses on them, but do not pursue.'

'Aye sir'

"Right! Onto the next array!"

"This is Boltor. Good work team, now go get 'em!"

"All ships! Max thrust!"

The 4 craft blasted into lightspeed in the blink of an eye. The cloaked Chimera Followed.

An alert had been raised, and already this array was preparing to recieve reinforcement.

However, when they arrived, only 4 corvettes were guarding this one as well!

An alert had been raised, and already this array was preparing to recieve reinforcement.

However, when they arrived, only 4 corvettes were guarding this one as well!

"Heh... we arrived at the right time. Moleland is still in Chaos from the Hyacombian incident."

"Sure looks like this'll be easy Strikemaster!"

"Yup. Ok, Bullseye, Dodger, distract the Corvettes. Ratboy and I shall take the Array. Come on team, let's move!"

Dodger and Bullseye charged the corvettes, blasting laserfire and energy missiles into the Corvettes, while Strikemaster and Ratboy started towards the Array, launching energy torpedoes...

The corvettes were forced to attack the two fighters attacking them. They, once again. launched starfighters to defend themeselves. One squandron pursued the fighters attacking the array.

Suddenly, A ship exited hyperspace right behind the array. A Mole Firgate!

It fired it's many turbo lasers at the attacking fighters, and launched more Hyper fighters, Turbo-laser fighters and missile boats into the fray. The missile boats, with there huge payloads of missiles and torpedoes began loxking onto the enemy, way out of range, whilst the other fighters engage in tight dogfights...

"Gaghh!"

Strikemaster only just managed to dodge a massive burst of laser fire.

"Boltor... It would appear they were ready for us."

"Gotcha... I'm on it."

The Chimera Decloaked above the frigate, and a hatch opened.

"Heh. The Hydra cannon is online."

"Where did you get that? I never remember installing it!"

"Stole it from an Imperial research lab my boy. It's powered by a Blue Moon crystal!"

"They... you found a Blue Moon crystal?"

"Yup... they've actually found 'em all, but they're still experimenting on most of them!"

"Oh never mind, we'll discuss this later... just blow them to hell would ya?"

"Of course... locking on... and... FIRE!"

A massive blast of blue energy shot from the Chimera and struck the frigates main power generator...

Thr Frigates sheilds held out... tihs time. Another blast would probably break the sheilds.

Immediately, all the fighters and frigated directed there fire at the Chimera, as the Frigate was more valuable then the Com sat.

Thr Frigates sheilds held out... tihs time. Another blast would probably break the sheilds.

Immediately, all the fighters and frigated directed there fire at the Chimera, as the Frigate was more valuable then the Com sat.

Almost at once, thousands of Laser shots errupted from the Chimera.

"Holy Shit Boltor! What did you do to my ship?"

"Ratboy helped... like my new modifications? This ships almost as powerful as the Infinity!"

"So what you're saying is..."

"Yup, this Frigate don't stand a chance! Oh... activate the Hydra shield!"

"WHAT?!?"

"Yup, I linked the Moon crystal to the shield array as well... looks like i'll have to take care of this the old fashioned way!"

While missiles and lasers merely bounced off the new blue shield that appeared, thousands of lasers and missiles now focused on the Frigate, while the 4 fighters launched their missiles on the array...

The frigate was totally wiped out, closely followed by the com sat. Suddenly, another new craft arrived... It was A Mole Class destroyer!

It lauched Missile baots, on an attack run at the Chimera, and more fighters to engage Strikewing...

"Well, we're done here. The Destoyer is too late! Let's move!"

Strikewing and the Chimera were gone in the blink of an eye, into hyperspace...

"Boltor, we need to discuss your additions to my ship... And try to locate the main array! Maybe we can knock 2 birds with one stone, get our fee, and get the hell out of here!"

"Well it's safe to say we'll never be welcome in Moleland again!"

"Just find that array."

OOC: Is there a main comms array just to know? I wonder if It can be our major battleground.

"Well, we're done here. The Destoyer is too late! Let's move!"

Strikewing and the Chimera were gone in the blink of an eye, into hyperspace...

"Boltor, we need to discuss your additions to my ship... And try to locate the main array! Maybe we can knock 2 birds with one stone, get our fee, and get the hell out of here!"

"Well it's safe to say we'll never be welcome in Moleland again!"

"Just find that array."

OOC: Is there a main comms array just to know? I wonder if It can be our major battleground.

OOC: Yes. It is control array. It controls allt he other sats. it is alwayswell defended, and well patrolled as it is very near the BATH system. BTW: You have pants midrift.

OOC: Very good. I will attack that tomorrow then. For now, I must leave, as I have way too much work to do. Until tommorrow my friend!

looooooosssseerrrrr!

Only a loser would waste his time to come on here and critisise us. Go suck a lemon loser! :D

hmm.. hardly..
We'd come here out of curiosity in the human condition - To ascertain the driving force behind such displays of idiocy.

And then laugh.

now orderd group comader dolph decloak and fire every thing we have at that mole frigate aye sie

hmm.. hardly..
We'd come here out of curiosity in the human condition - To ascertain the driving force behind such displays of idiocy.

And then laugh.


And then we laugh at your inability to spell. HE HE HE HE WHO HA!!!!!!!!!!

OOC: hello Moley! I am soooooooooooooooooooooooo bored, there arent any RP's i can do :(

get out of this thread you!

(Go on sulkyland. I'll talk to you there)

OOC: runs up to thread and sticks a SPAM sticker on it, then runs off to Sulkyland.

*pokes Tin with a stick*


I changed my breaking news story BTW.