NationStates Jolt Archive

The City of Tlex, Capital of the Republic of Cryhiathva, was spawling. One of the worse Choices was to leave the old planet, but that chocie had been well made. Even now the planets climate had changed beyond repair, and it was almost as bad as the their new one. This is why the Republic had the new plans drawn up. Now the newly found system, The Tenafel, was their new target. Already ships had been loaded, prepared, and readied. They where now ready for their new plan. Fanxa System, the newest colony. The Republic had agreed to allow the fleet to go ahead, as long as each clan had equal reprisentation of members. It had been done, and now the ships where leaving the system.

They came out in the middle of the Fanxa System three hours later, their hulls still the new Silver shine. The Ships moved in, heading towards the fourth planet, which had similar conditions to earth. Xabbier, LEader of the Expadition, smiled, as the ships moved through the atmospheare, they became blackened, although not so much that they where compleatly so. Each landed, all in their own sector. Immidietly people began to flood out of their own ships, bring with them tools, axes, saws, lasers, those thing nessersary for survivle. Xabbier looked around, before issuing long stream orders.

"Move the ships into a defencive circal around the humans" He said in an athorative tone. "Leave half the fleet on the ground in the defencive circal while the other half it to be place into space."

"Yes Sir, anything else SIR!"

"Yes, actually, get word to the republic, we are here."

OOC: I never got to use this thing besides the dev RP soooooooooo
http://s4.invisionfree.com/USF_Communications/index.php?act=Attach&type=post&id=8610524

= ship that decloaks
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IC:

" Sir I'm detecting a ship that is landing troops or somthing on the system below.
I cant match it with any known configerations. SHall we go to red alert Admiral?"
The admiral was just walking onto the bridge and was sitting down in his big comfy chair. " Uncloak the ship and go to red alert. "

Only a short distance away from the unknown ship a sliver shimmer started to appear as the cloaking system deacivtaed. Slowly ' jiggling ' for a mere second, it became visiable!

12km of solid hull plating covered in a huge amount of weapons, all comming online. As the sheilds popped up. Power readings in the area jumped off the scale.

The admiral pressed several blue buttons on the control panel and spoke " This is Admiral Willing of the TE Complete Control. I dont know if your aware, but your in the edge of Terra Empire Territory. Explain yourselfs at once or be destoryed. "

He laid back in his chair and waited.

The ships in the air had no real command, so the message was sent downwards to Xabbier. Who, on reflex, sent a message back.

To those that are speaking to me

I am Xabbier, soldier of First Clan Garanitha of The Cryhiathvian Republic. We have come to colonize this system, for as you have mentioned it is on the edge of your space, not within it. If it would please you I will get a diplomat out here, but for the moment we are mearly dealing with our population problems.

Xabbier

" Sending a map to the enemy ship sir " Reported the COMM officer. Willings face looked a bit surprised. " They are not an enemy until they are hostile. Open a channel. "

He brought up a picture of the map on the viewer and spoke " Notice the blue dot, which would be this system. And see that yellow line? Thats whats called a border. And this planet happens to be in it, send a diplomat as soon as possible. And bring cookies. ( he is not joking ) "