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Important

OOC: Before posting in this thread there are two important things you must understand

1. SIC: This means 'Secret In character'. you IC does not know this

2. If you RP in this thread you must not (At least to start with) turn up with 20 million frigates! This is a secret research station, along way form normal trade routes. The only reasons you would find if :-

a) You are scouting, and turn up by chance
B) You are a convoy and have gone the wrong way.

Later, you may attack my station, but not straight away. Ok?

Thank you.

IC: On the very edge of Mole space, was a platform. This platform was developing something amazing... It was no ordinary Platform... It was a weapons lab!

SIC: Onboard science station D-34

'..So that is your mission. Any questions?'

'What opposition will there be?'

'Like your previous 10 patrol missions, Intel does not expect any attack on the station. However, with the Giga fighter nearing completion, and it's prototypes ready for preliminary testing, it is very important you Maintain your Hyper fighter Patrol 15 Kilometres out. Remember, Missile boat Mu, is available should any trouble occur.'

'Thank you sir.'

'To your ships!'

The pilots left the breifing room and headed for there fighters. The 9 Hyper fighters exited the hanger....

IC: And divided into 3 groups of 3:- Hyper fighter Group Alpha, Beta and Gamma. They set off on the patrol they had been assigned. It would be another boring patrol...

The Cano flickered into the system and began scanning the system.
"Jerome."
"Yes?"
"There appears to be a station in the system."
"Send out a contact message to see if we can dock for some down time and who this belongs to."
"Alright."

"Unidentified Station, This is the Cano. We are requesting permission to dock as well as to find out who this station and system belongs to."

ooc: the Cano is a scout

IC:'This is Science Station D-34 to the Scout Ship Cano. You have entered restricted Mole space. Turn off your engines, and await the arrivial of Hyper fighter Group Alpha.'

'Hyper fighter Group Alpha, Move to inspect Scout ship Cano with your short-range sensors!'

After recieving this order, the nearest group of 3 fighters changed course and headed striaght at the Cano. As they got closer (I assume your long range sensors could detect this), the starfighters weapons showed up on the sensor array.

2 Turbo laser cannons.
2 Ion cannons
2 Proton Torpedoe launchers

The engines shut off.

"If this is restricted space, you should have somesort of beacon warning people away."

ooc: The Cano has four missle launchers and two laser cannons, no relation to SW lasers.

The engines shut off.

"If this is restricted space, you should have somesort of beacon warning people away."

ooc: The Cano has four missle launchers and two laser cannons, no relation to SW lasers.

There was no response from the station. The 3 fighters got closer to the Cano They were now within inspection range. The sesnors scanned the ship, and any cargo bays onboard.

OOC: What cargo is the Cano carrying (If any)

ooc: the cargo is ore/rock samples, plant samples and other samples

'Attention Scout Ship Cano. Your Cargo is not restricted. You are ordered to leave Mole space As soon as possible. Flight Group alpha will escort you to your Hyperspace point'

"Alright, the exit point is at co-ordinates 0294-5423-3539." The Cano transmitted.

ooc: the point is on the far side of the system

The Hyper fighters Tailed the Cano, leaving only 20 metres between them and it.

The crew would probably get the impression they were not welcome here... Something big was happening in this area...

To the head fighter
"So what's in this system that makes it classified?" Cano Transmitted

ooc: Crew, singular. Only one person on the ship.

OOC: Can I join?

IC: The lone ship streaked from the warp, leaking plasma in a dozen places, its hull pitted and scarred from numerous repeated phaser strikes. One engine was down, and as it emerged, the shields flickered and suddenly died. The scout ship Danthe, with a crew of two, had been attacked by pirates, and jumped into warp without the proper calculations. Now, they could be anywhere in the galaxy... they just had to find out where.

Inside the small craft, in the pilots seat, crimson red lights flickered into life, bathing the cabin in their eerie glow. Flight Sergeant Andy Flintoff struggled to open his eyes, as he had banged his head during the - what could loosely called - bumpy ride. His co-pilot, Corporal Lisa Mond, was clinging to the armrests of her chair, her eyes wide with fear and trepedation. She noticed her was awake,"Sarg, where are we?"

"That... is a good question, Corporal. What do the readouts tell us?"

"What readouts?"

He looked down at the consoles. They were all dark,"Main computer must be down... but subspace radio is still up... what is that!"

They both looked outside, and saw the station in the distance, giant and revolving. Mond's expression changed from fear to wonderment,"Wow... it's beautiful. Can we contact them?"

"I can try... Unidentified station, this is the Snake Eater scout ship Danthe. We are in need of assistance, can you aid us?"

'That information is classified. Continue your journey to your hyperspace point!'

"So the reason it's classified is classified. So then why is the reason classified?" Cano transmitted.

OOC: Can I join?

IC: The lone ship streaked from the warp, leaking plasma in a dozen places, its hull pitted and scarred from numerous repeated phaser strikes. One engine was down, and as it emerged, the shields flickered and suddenly died. The scout ship Danthe, with a crew of two, had been attacked by pirates, and jumped into warp without the proper calculations. Now, they could be anywhere in the galaxy... they just had to find out where.

Inside the small craft, in the pilots seat, crimson red lights flickered into life, bathing the cabin in their eerie glow. Flight Sergeant Andy Flintoff struggled to open his eyes, as he had banged his head during the - what could loosely called - bumpy ride. His co-pilot, Corporal Lisa Mond, was clinging to the armrests of her chair, her eyes wide with fear and trepedation. She noticed her was awake,"Sarg, where are we?"

"That... is a good question, Corporal. What do the readouts tell us?"

"What readouts?"

He looked down at the consoles. They were all dark,"Main computer must be down... but subspace radio is still up... what is that!"

They both looked outside, and saw the station in the distance, giant and revolving. Mond's expression changed from fear to wonderment,"Wow... it's beautiful. Can we contact them?"

"I can try... Unidentified station, this is the Snake Eater scout ship Danthe. We are in need of assistance, can you aid us?"
OOC: Of course!

IC: 'This is science Station D-34. You have entered restricted Mole space. Switch off your engines, and await inspection by Hyper fighter Group Gamma'

It was just visible to the crew, that 3 fighters changed course and headed towards the Danthe

OOC: Snake eater.s this was not address to you. I did not see your psot until after the reply. Ignore it.

OOC: Of course!

IC: 'This is science Station D-34. You have entered restricted Mole space. Switch off your engines, and await inspection by Hyper fighter Group Gamma'

It was just visible to the crew, that 3 fighters changed course and headed towards the Danthe

Flintoff shut off the comm channel,"Shut off our engines.. they're already down. Everythings down; weapons, shields, sensors, engines... hell, life support and radio is all we've got left. We're not going anywhere"

"So the reason it's classified is classified. So then why is the reason classified?" Cano transmitted.

The pilot of Hyper fighter held back the urge to laugh, 'That information is classified'

Flintoff shut off the comm channel,"Shut off our engines.. they're already down. Everythings down; weapons, shields, sensors, engines... hell, life support and radio is all we've got left. We're not going anywhere"

The hyper fighters made there way towards the stricken ship.

They began their inspection of the ship.

OOC: What cargo, if any, are you carrying?

"So why is that information classified?" The Cano transmitted, while Jerome was laughing at how far this farce seemed to be headed.

The hyper fighters made there way towards the stricken ship.

They began their inspection of the ship.

OOC: What cargo, if any, are you carrying?
OOC: It's a scout ship, not a cargo freighter. They aren't carrying anything. Only two people on board

IC: "This makes me kinda nervous, Sarg"

"Me too Corporal... if only the tracker were active, the Chimera could come and get us"

"So why is that information classified?" The Cano transmitted, while Jerome was laughing at how far this farce seemed to be headed.

'I am not at liberty to comment. continue into hyperspace, we have reached your jump point!'

OOC: It's a scout ship, not a cargo freighter. They aren't carrying anything. Only two people on board

IC: "This makes me kinda nervous, Sarg"

"Me too Corporal... if only the tracker were active, the Chimera could come and get us"

The inspection was complete. The hyper fighters continued to circle the ship...

'This D-34. We have detect your ship is not capable of leaving the sector. Transport Sigma 1 has been launched with a repair team. Stand by for a docking-operation'

The Cano appeared to vanish before re-appearing.

"It appears we are suffering the problem of insufficiant fuel."

The inspection was complete. The hyper fighters continued to circle the ship...

'This D-34. We have detect your ship is not capable of leaving the sector. Transport Sigma 1 has been launched with a repair team. Stand by for a docking-operation'

"Confirmed. Many thanks"

Flintoff signed off once more, then looked at Mond,"I really don't like this, Corporal. First they scan us, then they dock with us... next thing you know they'll be tearing out the gel-packs from the circuitry"

The Cano appeared to vanish before re-appearing.

"It appears we are suffering the problem of insufficiant fuel."

SIC: The Captain of the station muttered to himself Can't these alien vessels be reliable!!!

'Attention Cano. Is your ship compatible with Nuclear Fuel?'

"Depends what you mean by Nuclear Fuel." Cano replied

"Confirmed. Many thanks"

Flintoff signed off once more, then looked at Mond,"I really don't like this, Corporal. First they scan us, then they dock with us... next thing you know they'll be tearing out the gel-packs from the circuitry"

Transport Sigma 1 soon came within visual range of the ship...

This applies to both of you!

With the Cano's sensors, and the crew of the other scout ship could see what looked like so sort of giant assualt course. It was a large series of gates that went around in a cricle. the gates were big enough for a starfighter to fit through.

Slightly further away, there could be seen seem space Junk just floating around...

"Depends what you mean by Nuclear Fuel." Cano replied

'This station ahs a large supply of backup fuel, derived form Uranium. Would your engines be compatible in using it?'

Transport Sigma 1 soon came within visual range of the ship...

This applies to both of you!

With the Cano's sensors, and the crew of the othe rscout ship could see what looked like so sort of giant assult course. It was a large series of gates that went around in a cricle. the gates were big enoughj for a starfighte rto fit through.

Slightly further away, there could eb seen soem space Junk just floating around...

OOC: Um... spelling?

IC: Mond gasped, as did Flintoff,"What the hell is that... goddamn pirates, why couldn't they leave us alone"

"Possible, it would have to be run thougth the scanners first thought." Cano replied

OOC: Um... spelling?

IC: Mond gasped, as did Flintoff,"What the hell is that... goddamn pirates, why couldn't they leave us alone"

OOC: Sorry. corrected.

IC:The transport swung round, so it's docking port attached to the airlock.

'This is transport Sigma 1, requesting permission to come aboard!'

"Possible, it would have to be run thougth the scanners first thought." Cano replied

'Confirmed. Transport Sigma 2 Will deliever you 2 containers of it. This should give enough fuel to return to your space.'

The transport was launched...

Flintoff stood up, and depressed a button on the wall. The door slid away,"Permission granted. I'm Flight Sergeant Flintoff, and this is my co-pilot, Corporal Mond"

As the fuel arrived.

"Unfortunatly the scanners report the nature of this fuel is incompatible with the engine in it's present form."

Flintoff stood up, and depressed a button on the wall. The door slid away,"Permission granted. I'm Flight Sergeant Flintoff, and this is my co-pilot, Corporal Mond"

As the door opened 3 moles stepped forward, all armed. The first two, looked exactly alike. They both 5ft 6" tall, and wore what looked like troop uniforms.

The other one looked different. He was slightly tallier. He spoke, 'I am commander Lin. What appears to be the problem with your ship?'

As the door opened 3 moles stepped forward, all armed. The first two, looked exactly alike. They both 5ft 6" tall, and wore what looked like troop uniforms.

The other one looked different. He was slightly tallier. He spoke, 'I am commander Lin. What appears to be the problem with your ship?'

Man, I really don't like this... why didn't we break out the pulse rifles when we had a chance

"Pretty much everything, Commander. Weapons, propulsion, shields... everything bar life support and the comm-system is dead. Main computer is shut down for the most part, and as you can see, lighting is, for want of a better word, sparse"

As the fuel arrived.

"Unfortunatly the scanners report the nature of this fuel is incompatible with the engine in it's present form."

'Is there some way they could make it compatible?'
Snake eaters may want to read this
As they spoke, 3 new ships were launched from the platform. Both ships were too far away to make accurate readings of them, but the looked similar to the hyper fighters.

One of them headed for the assault course, flying through the gates. Relatively slowly at first, but graduallly increasing it's speed with each lap.

"Yes, there is thought I would need far more power than the engines can provide to get it into a useable form." Cano transmitted

Man, I really don't like this... why didn't we break out the pulse rifles when we had a chance

"Pretty much everything, Commander. Weapons, propulsion, shields... everything bar life support and the comm-system is dead. Main computer is shut down for the most part, and as you can see, lighting is, for want of a better word, sparse"

The commander Nodded. 'The lack of lighting will not affect us. We shall help you repair your engine and... warp drive as well.'

As he said this 20 other moles entered, wearing white coats. Scientists, obviously. they brought with them repair Equipment.

'We are unfamilar with your technology, however, my repair crews we do their best to repair these two systems.'

"Yes, there is thought I would need far more power than the engines can provide to get it into a useable form." Cano transmitted

'Hmm... Is possible for the tranport to tow you back to your own space, where you can be refueled?'

OOC: It's a small ship... bout the size of a ST runabout

IC: "Corporal Mond will show some of you to the warp core, and see what you can do. I'll take the others to the main drive unit, it's back here"

He led a group to the main drive unit, and showed them where the problems were

"That would be impossible as we do not have territory in the normal sense." Cano replied

OOC: It's a small ship... bout the size of a ST runabout

IC: "Corporal Mond will show some of you to the warp core, and see what you can do. I'll take the others to the main drive unit, it's back here"

He led a group to the main drive unit, and showed them where the problems were

'Very well.'

The repair crew divided into two groups and followed there repective guides.

Important IC for both of you

Meanwhile, the second of the two new fighters opened fire on the space junk, ripping it into even smallier pieces...

"That would be impossible as we do not have territory in the normal sense." Cano replied

'Then is there a safe area where you can be refueled?'

'Very well.'

The repair crew divided into two groups and followed there repective guides.

Important IC for both of you

Meanwhile, the second of the two new fighters opened fire on the space junk, ripping it into even smallier pieces...

The damage was slight to the warpcore, the injectors were merely jammed shut. However, the damage to the main sublight engines was more severe, with ruptured coolant pipes, fused gears and also an unstable plasma injector

"Unfortunatly, I could not tell you where the nearst place would be as I do not know at present." Cano transmitted

The damage was slight to the warpcore, the injectors were merely jammed shut. However, the damage to the main sublight engines was more severe, with ruptured coolant pipes, fused gears and also an unstable plasma injector

The repair crew easily fixed the warp core, but the main engines were proving impossible to fix here.

'Would it be possible for you to use your warp engines, and return to your spae for repairs?'

"Unfortunatly, I could not tell you where the nearst place would be as I do not know at present." Cano transmitted

'Is there anywhere you can contact for refueling?'

TAG

Meanwhile...

Old fighters were launched from the platform, and third fighter moved to engege them. After a few seconds, they were destroyed.

The repair crew easily fixed the warp core, but the main engines were proving impossible to fix here.

'Would it be possible for you to use your warp engines, and return to your space for repairs?'

"No... with the main computer down, we don't have navigation. We could enter warp... but our exit vector would be random, theres no telling where we'd end up. That's how we got here

"No... with the main computer down, we don't have navigation. We could enter warp... but our exit vector would be random, theres no telling where we'd end up. That's how we got here

'Hmm... We'd better fix your computer then...'

Meanwhile

The 3 fighters now returned to the platform. 9 more fighters will launched.

'Hyper Fighter squadrons alpha, beta and gamma, return to D-34 for debreifing. Eta, Theta And delta will take over your patrol mission.'

"Not for another two weeks." The Cano transmitted

'Hmm... We'd better fix your computer then...'

Meanwhile

The 3 fighters now returned to the platform. 9 more fighters will launched.

'Hyper Fighter squadrons alpha, beta and gamma, return to D-34 for debreifing. Eta, Theta And delta will take over your patrol mission.'

"Good luck. We've already checked it, some of the bio-neural gel-packs have fused, and we haven't got any spares. There's no longer enough, and we can't use isolinear circuitry in this ship

"Not for another two weeks." The Cano transmitted

'Then that'll have to do.'

"What will have to do?" The Cano transmitted

"Good luck. We've already checked it, some of the bio-neural gel-packs have fused, and we haven't got any spares. There's no longer enough, and we can't use isolinear circuitry in this ship

The scientists had a look at the damage to the main computer. It was fixible but it would take seevral hours at least...

OOC: Wow... Nobody is showing much interest about what is happening at D-34...

OOC: That's because you keep our attention away from it by keeping people on the ships, and also you seem intent to get rid of us. Eventually, this will degenerate into conflict you know

"What will have to do?" The Cano transmitted

OOC: I'm assuming you mean here 'What will i have to do.'

IC: 'Just hold your position, and get request resupplying form your superiors.'

"So you want me to just wait here for two weeks?" Jerome asked

Suddenly, a new ship entered the sector. It was a corvette (A small capital ship). It transmitted something on a secret channel...

SIC: 'This is corvette Ranger. We are here to pick up the Giga fighter prototypes and data.'

'You are late Ranger. No matter. We are ready to ferry over the 3 prototypes to you'

IC: Again, the 3 fighters launched from the platform, and headed for the corvette.

The scientists had a look at the damage to the main computer. It was fixible but it would take seevral hours at least...

OOC: Wow... Nobody is showing much interest about what is happening at D-34...

Flintoff sat slumped in his chair, watching the activity around the station with some interest,"What's going on over there?"

"So you want me to just wait here for two weeks?" Jerome asked

'You are in restricted space. Your ship should be either impounded or destroyed. You are fortunate that neither of these has occured. Unless you can suggest an alternative...'

OOC: How do I join this RP?

"If you give me access to conduit that can take the necessary voltage, I could convert the fuel and be on my way." The Cano transmitted

Flintoff sat slumped in his chair, watching the activity around the station with some interest,"What's going on over there?"

A few of the scientists heard this, exchange glances,a nd then went back to work, saying nothing.

Meanwhile

SIC:'D-34 to Ranger. Transport Experiment is carrying important data on the Giga fighter. Prepare to recieve'

'Confirmed. standing by.'

IC: By now the three fighters had entered the Ranger's hanger.

OOC: How do I join this RP?

OOC: Look at the first post, and go from there.

A few of the scientists heard this, exchange glances,a nd then went back to work, saying nothing.

Meanwhile

SIC:'D-34 to Ranger. Transport Experiment is carrying important data on the Giga fighter. Prepare to recieve'

'Confirmed. standing by.'

IC: By now the three fighters had entered the Ranger's hanger.

Antisocial sods

"If you give me access to conduit that can take the necessary voltage, I could convert the fuel and be on my way." The Cano transmitted

'What is the nessary voltage?'

"It is (insert a voltage that is higher than what any vehicles in-system can output, but what station could)" The Cano transmitted

Once the transport had followed the fighters intot he Corvette's Hanger bay, the corvette swung round and prepared to enter hyperspace.

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Suddenly, the computer roared into life.

'I fixed it! I fixed it!'

OOC: I'm quite new tp RPIng, so help would welcomed.

Once the transport had followed the fighters intot he Corvette's Hanger bay, the corvette swung round and prepared to enter hyperspace.

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Suddenly, the computer roared into life.

'I fixed it! I fixed it!'

"Brilliant... but how? The gel-packs were fused!"

"It is (insert a voltage that is higher than what any vehicles in-system can output, but what station could)" The Cano transmitted

'Hmm... very well. You will probably need to observe us, and make sure we are doing it correctly.'

A shuttle was launched form the station.

'Shuttle Courier will ferry you to the station'

"Brilliant... but how? The gel-packs were fused!"

'I have no idea'

'However it was done, you can now leave this sector. do so.'

With that, the moles left the ship, and returned to the transport

"The necessary machinery is part of the ship." Cano transmitted

'I have no idea'

'However it was done, you can now leave this sector. do so.'

With that, the moles left the ship, and returned to the transport

M -- We should leave

F -- We will... but let's inform the Chimera, she can send in a Phantom

OOC: Phantom = stealth dropship, almost impossible to detect.

OOC: I'm quite new tp RPIng, so help would welcomed.

OOC: That depends on what you intend to introduce yourself as.

Theo is a scout ship, and that is how he introduced himself

Snake eaters is also a scout ship, that has arrived by accident.

Think along those lines. You could be a patrolling warship, that has got lost or something like that if you wish.

OR you could be a convoy. It's your choice.

OOC: A patrolling warship. I could use help on the introduction. It'll be my first time, so I don't have any experience.

"The necessary machinery is part of the ship." Cano transmitted

The station's commander sighed.

'In that case, do you ahve enough fuel to make it back to the station?'

M -- We should leave

F -- We will... but let's inform the Chimera, she can send in a Phantom

OOC: Phantom = stealth dropship, almost impossible to detect.

OOC: Understood

"It's not our N-drive fuel that's run out, it's the H-drive fuel tank that's empty. I won't have any problem getting there." The Cano transmitted as it rotated to the direction of the station.

OOC: A patrolling warship. I could use help on the introduction. It'll be my first time, so I don't have any experience.

OOC: I reckonmend soemthing along the lines of an inexperience navigationila officer puts you light years off course and you arrive here.

Then you will have to decide whether you do I tell you, or resist me ;)

*2 hours later* The Phantom dropship came into the system, it's 2 man crew piloting the craft deftly. Inside the hold, a section of eight Colonial Marines sat in their jet-black armour, pulse rifles at the ready. The Sergeant spoke softly,"Alright, this is a simple recon. Alpha and Bravo teams will seperate, and conduct recon. Constant contact, and no firing unless fired upon."

"It's not our N-drive fuel that's run out, it's the H-drive fuel tank that's empty. I won't have any problem getting there." The Cano transmitted as it rotated to the direction of the station.

'Confiremed'

OOC: Your path to the station will take you past the corvette ;)

*2 hours later* The Phantom dropship came into the system, it's 2 man crew piloting the craft deftly. Inside the hold, a section of eight Colonial Marines sat in their jet-black armour, pulse rifles at the ready. The Sergeant spoke softly,"Alright, this is a simple recon. Alpha and Bravo teams will seperate, and conduct recon. Constant contact, and no firing unless fired upon."

OOC: I'll pause you until Theo's guy arrive sat the platform

The scanners of the scout, which had been recording nearly every ship in the system, began to pick-up some of the internal readings of the corvette, with more data pouring in the nearer it go.

OOC: I'll pause you until Theo's guy arrive sat the platform
OOC: Alright, they are going to dock and cut into the hull of the station to infiltrate

The scanners of the scout, which had been recording nearly every ship in the system, began to pick-up some of the internal readings of the corvette, with more data pouring in the nearer it go.

OOC: You detect the Giga fighters onboard. They are an upgrade of the Hyper fighter, and they have 2 Giga laser cannons, two turbo ion cannons and 2 advanced Proton torpedoe launchers.

IC:'Cano, stand by for tracter beam.'

OOC: Alright, they are going to dock and cut into the hull of the station to infiltrate

OOC: The station has sheilds. You might be able to dcok without being noticed... for a while....

OOC: A ship can fly through shields you know. It is possible. Anyway, they want to be in and out quickly, just finding information on what was so secret

Onboard
Jerome was reading the sensor information off the corvette "Interesting, it appears this is a R&D facility."

"Awaiting tractor beam." The Cano transmitted as the sheilds dropped.

OOC: Dang Writers Block, I can think of nothing at all.

OOC: A ship can fly through shields you know. It is possible. Anyway, they want to be in and out quickly, just finding information on what was so secret

OOC: Very well. Proceed

Onboard
Jerome was reading the sensor information off the corvette "Interesting, it appears this is a R&D facility."

"Awaiting tractor beam." The Cano transmitted as the sheilds dropped.

As the tractor beam puled the Cano into hanger 3, the cano's sensors detected that it was no science station... it was a weapons lab!

OOC: Dang Writers Block, I can think of nothing at all.

OOC: Don't worry. Sometimes the hardest part of RP is starting :p

OOC: Don't worry. Sometimes the hardest part of RP is starting :p

OOC: I know. I did some "small group, not international" RPing once. Once you begin, it's easier.

Jerome mentioned to the Cano, "I was right, this is an R&D station, you owe me dinner."

OOC: Very well. Proceed

The Phantom closed in on the main hull of the station, having passed through the shields with minimal effort and disruption. It secured itself with magnetic clamps, and began slicing a hole for the unit to insert. Once this was done, the airlock extended, the team inserted, and split into two groups of four, one going right, the other going left

OOC: Any advice on how to do the introduction (besides what's been covered)?

ooc: what intro are you leaning toward?

OOC: Well, it's been said

A patrolling warship's inexperienced nav officer messes up, sending the ship off-course.

OOC: CAre to expand upon that any further? Maybe some dialogue, a brief description of the ship? Anything to add character. Not criticising, helping

ooc: then do something like this
office, ensign we want to go to ----,
ensign, yes sir, goes to enter commands and miss types a number

ship enters FTL

arrives in unknown space

"Commander Teg, the engines have been repaired, though we'll need to dock at a station for complete repairs."
"Alright Bequ, we'll just have to deal with it. Ensign Nef, input the coordinates of the nearest docking facility"
"Yes sir."
"Prepare HT to input coordinates"
"Yes sir"
"Initiate HT"
"yes sir

*In front of the Enforcer Barracks "Matral" a hexagon appeared. The hexagon was made of blue strips of different shades that appeared to move inward toward the blackness deeper in the "Hyper Tube"
The Matral suddenly went straight into the Hyper Tube, moving silently through the Hyper Tube
Nearly instantaneously, the HT opens up and the Matral emerges as the HT collapses and vanishes*

"Nef, this is not the right place"
"I must have input the wrong coordinates
"You think? No use bickering, we have to find a way out of this situation."

As the tractor beam puled the Cano into hanger 3, the cano's sensors detected that it was no science station... it was a weapons lab!

OOC: Been reading this thread, and while I have no intention of jumping in (so sorry to waste space), I just thought it funny you used that line...you get that from TIE Fighter?

OOC: Been reading this thread, and while I have no intention of jumping in (so sorry to waste space), I just thought it funny you used that line...you get that from TIE Fighter?

Bitch!

Yes.

The Phantom closed in on the main hull of the station, having passed through the shields with minimal effort and disruption. It secured itself with magnetic clamps, and began slicing a hole for the unit to insert. Once this was done, the airlock extended, the team inserted, and split into two groups of four, one going right, the other going left

SIC: 'Sir, internal sensors have detected what could be a small hull breach.'

'Where abouts?'

'Floor 12'

'Investigate immediately!'

'Aye sir!'

The Marines were blissfully unaware of any attention, having seen no-one as of yet. Alpha Team was currently searching to find anything of value, whilst Bravo Team was working on breaking into the computer systems of the station

"Commander Teg, the engines have been repaired, though we'll need to dock at a station for complete repairs."
"Alright Bequ, we'll just have to deal with it. Ensign Nef, input the coordinates of the nearest docking facility"
"Yes sir."
"Prepare HT to input coordinates"
"Yes sir"
"Initiate HT"
"yes sir

*In front of the Enforcer Barracks "Matral" a hexagon appeared. The hexagon was made of blue strips of different shades that appeared to move inward toward the blackness deeper in the "Hyper Tube"
The Matral suddenly went straight into the Hyper Tube, moving silently through the Hyper Tube
Nearly instantaneously, the HT opens up and the Matral emerges as the HT collapses and vanishes*

"Nef, this is not the right place"
"I must have input the wrong coordinates
"You think? No use bickering, we have to find a way out of this situation."

'Attention hyper fighter group Theta. A new ship has entered the sector. move to inspect.'

'Unidentified vessel. You have entered restricted Mole Space. Stand down your engines and await inspection..'

The Marines were blissfully unaware of any attention, having seen no-one as of yet. Alpha Team was currently searching to find anything of value, whilst Bravo Team was working on breaking into the computer systems of the station

'Sir! Someone is trying to hack into the maiframe! We have a fix on there location. Deck 12, segment F!'

'Alert! Possible intruders on deck 12, section F! All troops respond!'

Immediately, 2 troops came runnign down the corridor. One noticed the marines.

'You are not authorised in this area!'

Jerome mentioned to the Cano, "I was right, this is an R&D station, you owe me dinner."

The ship was carefully landed in the hanger bay.

Meanwhile

At last, the Corvette entered hyperspace, and left the sector.

'Sir! Someone is trying to hack into the maiframe! We have a fix on there location. Deck 12, segment F!'

'Alert! Possible intruders on deck 12, section F! All troops respond!'

Immediately, 2 troops came runnign down the corridor. One noticed the marines.

'You are not authorised in this area!'

Bravo Team spun on their heels, weapons raised and at the ready. The situation was tense,"Who are you?"

Bravo Team spun on their heels, weapons raised and at the ready. The situation was tense,"Who are you?"

The other troop spoke

'Drop your weapons.'

The other chimed in

'Surrender imediately!'

They raised their weapons back

The Corporal in charge of the fireteam spoke up,"In case you haven't noticed, theres four of us, and two of you. If any should be asking for surrender, it should be me asking you. So go ahead, pull that trigger. I guarantee in less than half a second you'll be fried by pulse blasts."

Straight away, both troops opened fire with their laser Rifles.

The bolts stuck the corporal and a trooper in the chest, most of the energy being absorbed by their armour. However, it was still enough to send both flying. As stated, the other two troopers opened fire on the enemy troops, one calling through his helmet comlink,"This is Bravo, contact, contact!"

The bolts stuck the corporal and a trooper in the chest, most of the energy being absorbed by their armour. However, it was still enough to send both flying. As stated, the other two troopers opened fire on the enemy troops, one calling through his helmet comlink,"This is Bravo, contact, contact!"

One of the troopers fell in scream of pain. The other nimbly rolled out of the way and out of sight.

Further up the corridor, a red flash was seen, and a whoosing sound...

OOC: And that flash and whoosh would be what?

OOC: And that flash and whoosh would be what?

OOC: React to it, and you'll find out.

OOC: kk. Oh, heres my Marines: http://www.xboxgazette.com/halo2/pic_halo2_plasmagun.jpg

Just give them black armour and plasma rifles

IC: Alpha Team was running to Bravo's location when they rounded the corner, briefly blinded by the red-light, until their visors altered their polarity to compensate,"Sarg! What the hell is that!"

Jerome exited the Cano.

OOC: kk. Oh, heres my Marines: http://www.xboxgazette.com/halo2/pic_halo2_plasmagun.jpg

Just give them black armour and plasma rifles

IC: Alpha Team was running to Bravo's location when they rounded the corner, briefly blinded by the red-light, until their visors altered their polarity to compensate,"Sarg! What the hell is that!"

Suddenly, right next to the two troopers left standing in Bravo Team, the rocket smashed into the wall. It exploded with a deafening noise.

Further down the corridor, 3 other troops opened fire with their repeater rifles. The small 'balls' of energy headed for Alpha team...

Jerome exited the Cano.

Surrounding the Cano, were at least 40 troops, all armed.

'Ok, show us what we need to do to fix your fuel.'

Suddenly, right next to the two troopers left standing in Bravo Team, the rocket smashed into the wall. It exploded with a deafening noise.

Further down the corridor, 3 other troops opened fire with their repeater rifles. The small 'balls' of energy headed for Alpha team...
The shrapnel from the rocket didn't damage either trooper. They moved back into the room, checking the vitals of the two others. Neither was hurt, and they roused them fairly quickly. The Corporal opened his link,"Bravo Zero to Alpha Zero, come in Alpha Zero"

"Alpha Zero here."

"Bravo team is pinned down by enemy fire. Requesting assitance, over"

"Alpha team is engaged with the enemy, cannot assist. We are just up the corridor from you"

"Roger that, we'll deploy a flashbang and smoke to cover our escape, over"

"Roger that, hurry up"

The Corporal and his troops took up place just by the door, safe from enemy fire. There was a clinking noise in the hallway, followed by two simulataneous bangs. Clouds of thick white smoke, coupled with a sudden blast of light and noise and heat suddenly filled the hall. Alpha Team ceased their fire, and Bravo team ran out from the smoke. They regrouped, putting some fire down behind them to quell the enemy, then ran back towards their infiltration point

"Do you have a cable that can take (requested voltage)?" Jerome asked

The shrapnel from the rocket didn't damage either trooper. They moved back into the room, checking the vitals of the two others. Neither was hurt, and they roused them fairly quickly. The Corporal opened his link,"Bravo Zero to Alpha Zero, come in Alpha Zero"

"Alpha Zero here."

"Bravo team is pinned down by enemy fire. Requesting assitance, over"

"Alpha team is engaged with the enemy, cannot assist. We are just up the corridor from you"

"Roger that, we'll deploy a flashbang and smoke to cover our escape, over"

"Roger that, hurry up"

The Corporal and his troops took up place just by the door, safe from enemy fire. There was a clinking noise in the hallway, followed by two simulataneous bangs. Clouds of thick white smoke, coupled with a sudden blast of light and noise and heat suddenly filled the hall. Alpha Team ceased their fire, and Bravo team ran out from the smoke. They regrouped, putting some fire down behind them to quell the enemy, then ran back towards their infiltration point

'Masks! up!' Yelled the commander over the noise.

The 4 troops (Including the commander) put on there maks. The smoke and flashs didn't affect the troops that badly, as they didn't depend to badly on there sight.

However, the smoke impaired smell, and they forced to rely on the noise from the marine's weapons.

One of the troops was hit minorly, but they fireed back through the smoke, using the noise of the rifles to guess where the enemy was.

One of the troopers was hit in the arm as they ran, but the damage was slight. They made it back onboard the Phantom with some effort, and detached themself from the station,"Get us the hell out of here!"

"Aye, that we will"

The dropship streaked away, arming the burst cannons as it did so, just in case they were pursured

"Do you have a cable that can take (requested voltage)?" Jerome asked

'Over here!'

3 troopers picked up, the cable, already connected to the main power supply. They handed it to Jerome.

One of the troopers was hit in the arm as they ran, but the damage was slight. They made it back onboard the Phantom with some effort, and detached themself from the station,"Get us the hell out of here!"

"Aye, that we will"

The dropship streaked away, arming the burst cannons as it did so, just in case they were pursured

This time, the base defences were on full alert. Although the cloaking device hid the exact location of the target, the many turrets fired in the rough area of the ship...

"And the fuel is?" Jerome asked

"And the fuel is?" Jerome asked

The crowd of troops parted, and a large carrying veichle brought the 2 containers towards the Cano. It then lifted them, and bagan lowering them towards the cano...

Jerome hooked the cable to the ship, while the Cano tractor beam manipulated the fuel pods. Jerome listens to a short message on an earbud. "Now I just have to wait."

'You ready to start this?'

This time, the base defences were on full alert. Although the cloaking device hid the exact location of the target, the many turrets fired in the rough area of the ship...

The laser bolts struck the ship, causing her to rock from them. The pilot fought to control the ship,"Sir, they've knocked the comm-system offline. Another few hits and we're goners!"

"What do you suggest?"

"We could drop a beacon, call the Chimera in, but it could be considered an act of war"

"So was what we just did. No, continue on course, we'll limp out the system as we are"

"The Cano is already working on the conversion." Jerome replied as he leaned against the Cano.

'Attention hyper fighter group Theta. A new ship has entered the sector. move to inspect.'

'Unidentified vessel. You have entered restricted Mole Space. Stand down your engines and await inspection..'

"Alright, initiate engine shut down and braking engines. No need to tick these people off."

Over Comm:
"What kind of inspection do you have in mind anyway?"

OOC: *Tag*

The laser bolts struck the ship, causing her to rock from them. The pilot fought to control the ship,"Sir, they've knocked the comm-system offline. Another few hits and we're goners!"

"What do you suggest?"

"We could drop a beacon, call the Chimera in, but it could be considered an act of war"

"So was what we just did. No, continue on course, we'll limp out the system as we are"

Hyper fighter group Delta flew over towards where the ship was escaping. They fired their Ion cannons (These disable a ship by draining it's energy away. Can be deflected like normal laser balsts by sheilds) were the platform was getting hits...

"The Cano is already working on the conversion." Jerome replied as he leaned against the Cano.

'Please be as quick as possible!'

"Alright, initiate engine shut down and braking engines. No need to tick these people off."

Over Comm:
"What kind of inspection do you have in mind anyway?"

'It's just a short range-sensor scan'

The fighters flew close to the ship and comenced the inspection...

OOC: what cargo are you carrying?

"I can't speed it up any faster than it takes." Jerome replied

'It's just a short range-sensor scan'

The fighters flew close to the ship and comenced the inspection...

OOC: what cargo are you carrying?

"Alright, we'll allow it. But Don't get too close."

OOC: It's a carrier that's been badly damaged but partially fixed.

"I can't speed it up any faster than it takes." Jerome replied

'Very well (Skip ahead until you finish it)'

"Alright, we'll allow it. But Don't get too close."

OOC: It's a carrier that's been badly damaged but partially fixed.

OOC: Any cargo?

BUMED!

Still time to join in!

Hyper fighter group Delta flew over towards where the ship was escaping. They fired their Ion cannons (These disable a ship by draining it's energy away. Can be deflected like normal laser balsts by sheilds) were the platform was getting hits...

The ship rocked once more, the shields holding,"Sarg, we've got to open fire!"

He sighed,"Alright, pilot... do it."

The drone burst cannon's rotated in their mounts, firing back towards the fighters pursuing the ship. They wouldn't last much longer if this continued... but they would go out fighting, in a blaze of glory...

The ship rocked once more, the shields holding,"Sarg, we've got to open fire!"

He sighed,"Alright, pilot... do it."

The drone burst cannon's rotated in their mounts, firing back towards the fighters pursuing the ship. They wouldn't last much longer if this continued... but they would go out fighting, in a blaze of glory...

'This Flight Group mTheta. we are under fire!'

'Stay on target. Disable that ship for capture!'

'Understood'

The fighters manevered to and fro, avoiding most of the weapons fire. But now the ship was easily trackible, and the ion cannons found there target with ease...

OOC: So, I can't avoid you, and yet you can always avoid me? Interesting...

IC: The ship went dead, every system went down. Weapons, shields, propulsion... comms. The interior went dark,"boys... we could be in trouble"

OOC: So, I can't avoid you, and yet you can always avoid me? Interesting...

IC: The ship went dead, every system went down. Weapons, shields, propulsion... comms. The interior went dark,"boys... we could be in trouble"

OOC: I'm assuming you have a largish vessel? You trying to against small, nippy fighters. Of course you hit them, but not often. Your an easier target.

IC: 'This is Theta 1.Target disables.Theta 3 has taken severe damage. He should return to base.'

'Flight Group theta retrun to abse. Alpha group will take over. Alpha group. Escort assualt transport Omega 1 to capture the enemy ship.'

OOC: A dropship is still fairly small y'know. It only carries a maximum of ten people... well, this one does. It's not exactly a large craft... have no IC statement really

OOC: Like a small transport? Ok.

IC: The large Assualt transport dwarfed the tiny dropship.

It swund round and slammed into the hull of the otehr ship with some force.

'This is Assualt transport Omega 1. Commence boarding operation.'

The troop crews began cutting through the docking doors with their fusion cutters...

"Should we fight?"

"It could only lead to us getting slaughtered"

"Is the alternative any better?"

"*Thinks*No... we'll have to give up though. We're already in deep s**t anyway... I think we'll be lucky if we get away with this"

Suddenly, the docking door fell down.

'Surrender Immediately' Yeled 1 of at least 30 troopers form inside the transport'

ooc: It will take about eight hours, so can something interesting happen while Jerome waits?

Suddenly, the docking door fell down.

'"Surrender immediately!" yelled 1 of at least 30 troopers form inside the transport'

OOC: Notice how I'm editing your post to fit better, lol :)

IC: The Sergeant stepped forward, his hands held up in front of him,"We surrender, and I request that we be treated as according to the Galactic Accords referring to the treatment of prisoners"

The gizmet on Jerome's belt beeped. He looked at it and thought Weapon's fire, there may be something interesting in all this after all.

OOC: Any cargo?

OOC: It still has its fighters.

OOC: Notice how I'm editing your post to fit better, lol :)

IC: The Sergeant stepped forward, his hands held up in front of him,"We surrender, and I request that we be treated as according to the Galactic Accords referring to the treatment of prisoners"


OOC: Ok thanks...

IC: The troopers looked at each other as if to say 'Galactic what?'

Eventually, 2 troopers grabbed each of them and dragged them with some strength into the assualt transports prisioner compartment. The bulkhead was sealed behind them.