NationStates Jolt Archive

Oh, er, hello... um... is it on? Oh... uh, good. Wonderful, um... er, hello anyone who receives this message, um, we are, uh, Meccorans from the, er, planet Meccora. Obviously. But, uh, we'd quite like to, uh... meet other people from , um, other species, such as, er, exists on other planets... such as yours. Er... so if anyone wants to, um, reply to this transmission, we'll... we'll, uh, send some ambassadors to... to meet your ambassadors and... what? Yes, I'm doing fine. No. No. Yes. No. Look, stop pestering me! I'm trying to establish interplanetary contact here. Uh... sorry about that, um, so... bye!

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Greetings, I am jumba jen-kira, head of gelfland foriegn affairs. on behalf of my government I welcome you to international politics.
with your permission, I would like to send a few representitives of my government to meet with representivives from yours.

Ah, excellent. We're sending you the coordinants now. Since we didn't know how big other planet's spaceships were going to be, we've prepared several landing strips and we'll guide you down to the one that is appropriate. By the way, I'd like to apologise for that first transmission. Garzek isn't a very good public speaker, but when he gets it into his head to do something (eg. make the first contact with other intelligent life forms), he can be extremely stubborn. Cheerio!

Ambassador Hezrak

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And the bump. *sigh*

the shuttle is on route,
aboard are two pilots, one diplomat, two aides, and four gaurds.

Garzek turned to his commander, Head Diplomat Hezrak. "Sir, the Gelfanders have arrived!" he said excitedly.
"Wonderful." repliead Hezrak "Guide them to the appropriate landing strip."
"Yes, sir."


The Gelfland ship touched down on the rocky surface of the planet Meccora, surrounded by Meccorans, fascinated by the foreign ship and eager to see this alien race.


OOC: What do your people look like?

{ooc: for this kind of assignment, they'd be mostly Gelfling, If you havn't seen the dark crystal" they're kind of a cross between hobbits and elves. Wehawk from wizards isn't too far off.

It's fairly obvious which member of the team is which, the gaurds are fairly unobtrusive, exept possibly for the pistols they carry, the one on duty at the ship carries a rifle, the dimplomat and his aides wear fairly common business attire.

one of the pilots is a cyborg, but unless cyborgs are common in your nation, you'ld probably only notice a slightly unnatural precision to his movements, or one eye lagging slightly behind the other.}

Aboard the Lancer Class Frigate (http://www.galacticempiredatabank.com/LancerFrigate.jpg), Deciever, Captain Syris Ansu lounged in his command chair. Three weeks patrol and not a Tanthan vessel in sight. Hardly surprising, considering both sides were equipped with cloaking technology. He looked over the bridge crew sullenly. All good men, he knew, but since purchase this ship hadn't seen more than a skirmish, and they all wanted a challenge...

"Captain!" barked the comms trooper, Vasi, "Incoming transmission on long wave"

Syris hauled himself out the chair, wondering. "Long wave? Who the frag uses radio waves?"

"Seems to be eminating from one of the worlds in this system, sir. I could triangulate it if I can narrow it down"

"Play it back, first"

Vasi recalled the file, autosaved into the ship's comm logs.

"Oh, er, hello... *Crackle* ...it on? Oh... uh, good. Wonderful, um... er, hello anyone who receives this... *Chhhzzt* ...um, we are, uh, Meccorans from the, er, planet Meccora. Obviously. But, uh, we'd quite like to, uh... meet other people from , um, other species, such as, er, exists on other planets... such as yours. Er... so if anyone wants to, um, reply to this transmission, we'll... we'll, uh, send some... *Crackle* ...to... to meet your ambassadors and... what? Yes, I'm doing fine. No. No. Yes. No. Look, stop pestering me! I'm trying to establish interplanetary contact here. Uh... sorry about that, um, so... bye!"

"Sounds like he's not used to public address" said Vasi.

"Probably lo-tecs" mused Syris, "Reopen a long-wave, prepare to transmit on all frequencies. When I finish, I want to know where that signal's coming from, to the inch!"

"Aye, sir"
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"Meccora, this is Captain Syris Ansu of the Mandalorian ship Deciever. We have recieved your opening transmission, and are calculating it's point of origin at the moment. I hope you'll understand my scepticism, we've been facing a particularly cunning enemy in this system for the last few standard months. Assuming you'd allow, I'd like to land my ship somewhere. Doesn't feel right leaving it hanging in space during any talks. As Captain of this vessel I have the authority of my Clan Leader in any diplomatic situation, so your representative will be speaking to me when we land. I'm transmitting the Deciever's dimensions to you now. Hopefully it'll help you choose a safe landing zone. Syris out"

OOC: Hello, welcome to FT, blah, blah blah.

I'm playing as a mercenary clan of Mandalorians, and am only really doing this for the custom possibilities. Who knows.

Deciever - Lancer Class Frigate

Type: Frigate
Length: 250 Meters
Crew: (850) 850
Passenger/Troops: None
Consumables: 1 Year
Cargo Capacity: 450 Tons (18 Basilisk War Droids carried as standard)
Hyperdrive Multiplier: X1
Hyperdrive Backup: X5
Shields: Yes
Cloaking Device: Stygium Layer

Weapons:
20 Quad Laser cannons

Greetings Meccora. I am Paulo Von Gerrit Vespeterium III of the Family Vespeterium. We would be interested in sending ambassadors to you. We'd like to remind you that we own a high powered Family Business and that you get get great benefits from trading with us. I will send my brother Rexes Sallam Rodderrek Maxiz Vespeterium to greet you. I hope that we can open up good relations.

`Weird message`, thought the Alyt as he read it once more. He turned to his aid and ordered:

`Prepare for the jump. We will go and see them.`

Couple of minutes later the message was sent, and the Enfali warcruiser made the jump. Once arrived it broadcasted a message on the same frequency as the one received.

This is Alyt Tannier of the Enfali warcruiser from the Calpian Empire. We have received your message, and we have decided to take your offer and make first contact. Please provide details on how you wish to do that.


ooc:
the Enfali is a Sharlin class war-cruiser and the dominant race of the Empire are minbari (i`m a Babylon 5 nation) (pic of the minbari here (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/muahdib/rumors.jpg))

pic of the warcruiser (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/muahdib/storefront/sharlin.jpg)
basic stats: one mile long...one mile in height, fighters and pretty powerfull weapons (stats are in the storefront link in my sig)

"Captain?" Comm Trooper Zeria whispered as she nudged the gruff looking Cartharai Captain in his seat.

"What is it Sarah? Anything important?" The captain muttered back as double-checked the Colossus' Class Destroyer's weapon systems again. Despite the fact the distant empire of Nili hadn't been in an official war for almost 500 years, skirmishes with a ship like this were common, "Well? Can't you see I'm busy?"

"Oh sorry sir, its just that uhmm... We've received a strange alien message with the probe and..."

"Bah... Well just-what? Where is it from?!"

"A planet called Meccorah. The system is roughly one jump from here."

"Bah! Get the equipment ready then... I guess I'll have to do this in the name of the Triumvirate..."

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From: The Autocrative Triumvirate of Nili
To: Meccorah
Alright, now this is on correct? Okay good... Ahem... Greetings, this Head Captain of the Colossus-Class Destroyer, "The Darius II". We would be honored to form an alliance, treaty, or whatever else you have in mind at this point. We will be bringing "The Darius II" to the edge of your system and send out a small group of reprsentatives to meet you. Please do not be alarmed by the ship's equipment, since the weapons will be unarmed. We hope you good luck in all future relations with the Triumvirate.

Zazao out...

((OOC: Colossus Class (http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/Kutulmak/Magellan.jpg) , Representative "Shuttle" (http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/Kutulmak/ps07.jpg)))

Roughly one hour later, an enormous shockwave of energy would be felt as the massive craft warped forward, appearing just outside of Meccora's Star system. From this a number of three small(or at least compared to the Colossus) craft flickered out, making their way quickly to the planet of Meccora. As soon as they would reach the atmosphere, they would double check with "The Darius II" once more before making their descent at the organised landing strip.

Transmission Control Protocol NONE: Message from the Fallen Races to Meccorah:

We will send a diplomat, with 5 special ops forces as guards. The ship is a Class LSD craft known as the Saber Dancer. The craft is like a sword flying through space.

Message sent and protocol expired.

The Republic of Mationland is rapidly evolving into a powerful nation . To further back this , we need allies . All our allies so far are all on Planet Earth , as we are . We are going to branch out to other planets to establish inter-planetary diplomatic ties . We are currently initiating our space program . We have a shuttle with us . We will send our ambassador and 5 M-Crack Troopers to your nation in the shuttle .

Signed ,
Darwin Sergy , Minister for Foreign Affairs and Newly appointed Minister for Space Programs (MSP)

Sincere greetings from the Fart Islanders.

After patenting the very famous Grok Gurknosson's "high Efficiency High Confort Anal Collector", we are developing into a nation with an economy based on producing methane from high-fabric-content food.

Looking for strategic alliances, thinkig of forming a new Region... Let us join our forces!

Salutations,

The Farts

"We Speak as One"

Longwave transmission from Meccora. Addressed to Clan Ansu, Vespeterium Minor, Calpe, Nili, The Fallen Races, Mationland and the Fart Islands

Wow. I'm amazed so many people responded. The High Minister, may he live forever, will be ecstatic. We would be thrilled to entertain all of you friendly aliens. We are prepared for the landing of ships of all sizes, so we will direct each of you to whichever one is appropriate. Once there, a diplomatic party will escort you to the palace to meet myself and the High Minister, may he live forever.

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OOC: Please tell me what all your people look like (except for Calpe), 'cos I'm not going to assume that anyone is human or even humanoid. To get a picture of what my people look like, imagine a crab with a snail-like head and a scorpion-like tail. On the right side, they have a claw, but on the left, ther are two human-like arms the colour and consistancy of a snail's flesh that end in three fingers. In size, my people are about 28 cm (11 inches) across and about 39 cm (15.5 inches) from head to tip of tail.

A small shuttle left the warcruiser, and headed straight towards the planet. It moved fast, as if time was no longer a thing to spare for its occupant, and once arrived in orbit sent a message to the aliens.

Please provide landing coordinates for our shuttle.

OOC: Nili considers of Cartharai, kinda human in appearance but they tend to have sleeker appearances and are frailer. Also they have a few misplaced organs and aren't very healthy due to millenia of genetic modifications. Theres also a few other races in Nili, Ashitare and Kabal, but both are just offshots genetically engineered for their tasks. The Yurka(New ones) and Yuga(Old ones) are the only other race that has evolved naturally in the system. They're all at the bottom section of my factbook in the sig under "Races". Oh and whats the gravity like there?

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The Representative Ship quickened it's way towards the station, wasting no time to get diplomacy started as "The Darius II" sat ominously at the edge of the system, seemingly wary of something. This was a common Nili tactic, which was to view any allies at potential enemies untill diplomacy officially begins. Though of course they would never state such a thing, especially since it wasn't common even to the few nations that dealt with Nili with some frequency.


"This is the Ambassador Obsidian... We will now commence landing our ship at the designated strip. We request a few things first of all, primary among these if what is your atmosphere composed of..." The robotic voice echoed out from the ship as it slowly broke the atmosphere, the shielding protecting it as it made its descent. It was actually more of a military craft, nearly twice the size of normal shuttles.

As it did this, the gravity was quickly measured by the ship's equipment, along with numerous other things, primary among these was the concentration of chemicals in the atmosphere, just to double-check on the Meccorah's readings. Though they didn't distrust the race, they didn't want any ambassador's put at risk due to faulty information or a misinterpretation.

OOC: Mandalorians are actually just humans, raised in Mando warrior beliefs and culture. All troops are issued with Mandalorian Battle Armour, same as used by Jango and Boba.

Big Picture (http://bobafett.com/multimedia/fanart/contest01/Darth-Garuda_jf.jpg)

IC:

With a hiss of steam from the hydraulics, the exit ramp lowered itself from the now-landed Deciever. Syris Ansu, resplendent in shining durasteel, marched down the steps. Flanking him were a pair of Mandalorian troopers, CDI blaster rifles in hand.

"Oh" said Syris, "Look at that. Some oversized crabs with little arms are waving at us"

Three Meccorans rushed to meet the Mandalorians and Gelflings, followed cloesely by two robots resembling headless Meccorans, but about twice as big and with four claws instead of arms. The Meccoran in the front of the group, whose shell was a greyish-blue colour, bowed his sluglike head to the foreign ambassadors.
"How pleaded he are to meet you," he said, his mouth bubbling slightly "I am Frezgrek, servant to the High Minister, may he live forever. This," he continuead as he gestured with his claw to a light green Meccoran on his right, who nodded respectfully "is Garzek, junior diplomat who made the first transmission, and this," he gestured with his outer arm to a dark blue Meccoran on his left, "is Tenzak, he will be your guide while you are here on Meccora. He will take you to the palace where you will meet head diplomat Hezrak and the High Minister, may he live forever."
"Please follow me," Tenzak said to the Gelflings and Mandalorians, before scuttling away through the street of small stone buildings. He clicked his claw and one of the robots followed him.

OOC: Okay, you've all been sent the coordinants of a landing strip based on the size of your ships. Gravity on Meccora is slightly less than Earth and the atmosphere is similar enough that a human should have no problem breathing it.

The shuttle slowly descended to the received coordinates and landed there. Alyt Tannier opened the door, curious about he will find there, and set foot on the landing pad, waiting for someone to come and greet him.

The Ambassador's ship slowly lowered from orbit and came to a landing on the strip, buckling a bit as it came to a halt. Then, moments of silence followed as the power in the ship seemed to shift somewhat. This was the ship's shielding slowly powering down. As it finished, a slight mechanical sound sounded off from within as the door slowly opened, a ramp coming down, a rather bright light behind it.

Almost as soon as the ramp touched bottom, two large mechanized soldiers appeared, walking forward and resting on both sides of the ramp. They seemed rather heavily armed for diplomacy, but this was merely one of Nili's many precautions it took with other races.

"Stand down men... Theres no need to worry..." A weak, though decidedly dark voice echoed from behind them, drifting off in the air.

As the echo from inside finally subsided, they were soon replaced by footsteps, as Ambassador Obsidian slowly made his way down the ramp and rested between the two guards, staring down at the dimuinitive creatures. Behind his face mask, the ambassador couldn't help smiling as he considered having his guards abduct one for research purposes, but of course diplomacy would always come first...

"Greetings, I am Ambassador Obsidian from the Nili System, it is a pleasure to meet you all. Welcome to the enlightened universe..."

((OOC: Ambassador Obsidian (http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/Kutulmak/sevotharte.jpg)
Guards (http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/Kutulmak/ps01.jpg)))

Garzek stared up at Obsisidan's bodyguards, feeling quite intimidated. They were enormous and threatening, with all those dangerous-looking protrusuions. He was at first shocked by the size of the Gelflings and Mandalorianss but they seemed friendly and harmless. But these Carthari were different. Even the Ambassador spooked him, with his face hidden behind his mask, showing only those cold, menacing eyes. Garzek's mouth began to bubble profusely. He nervously hid behind his own robotic bodyguard, which had always seemed so large and powerful until now.
If Frezgrek was intimidate, he didn't show it. He greeted the guests politely and bowed, making it clear that they had his respect, but not his fear.
After greeting them, he turned to Garzek and asked him to greet the minbari and take them to the palace, a task which he accepted gratefully and quickly. But Ambassador Obsidian noticed, as Frezgrek led them through the streets, that he chose to keep the robot close to him.

OOC: I noticed that your username on Photobucket was the same as the god of kobolds. Are you a fan of D&D?

The Ambassador took careful note of how the two Meccorans reacted to his entourage. The only sign that he was doing this though, was a simple casual glance over the two. He could tell by their reactions that today would be amusing to say the least, or at least interesting when compared to being frozen back on the ship.

As they finally started moving, the soldiers making discernably less noise than one would expect from the size of their suits, Obsidian took in the sights a bit, biding his time untill he would enter the palace. It really wasn't that bad of a planet, though from the looks of it might not serve Nili well as an outpost at this time, so perhaps they could forge an alliance instead.

"Ah excuse me... Do you mind informing me if that was the first message you've sent to contact diffrent species?" The cool voice remained cold, but at least at the moment seemed interested.

((I have some of the books. I misspelt it on AIM so I use Kutulmak instead of Kurtulmak. Its hard to get into it where I live, but I play on open rpg occasionally.))

ooc: i`ll asume you man came to greet me...my men are getting bored

ic:
Tannier bowed slightly in front of the alien and said

`Valen with you. I am Alyt Tannier.`

Frezgrek turned to the ambassadorsomething that could have been a smile. "Yes, it was. Although we have had space travel for quite a while and we have been aware of life on other planets for almost as long, we wanted to wait until we had it perfected before we contacted them. I mean, you can imagine how embarassing it would be to make interplanetary contact with sub-standard spaceships."
The Meccoran air was thick and moist and the surface washard and rocky, with many small pools of water. Although the buildings were made of stone, a surprisingly high level of technology was in use.

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Garzek was glad to be away from the Carthari, but still quite nervous. He saw with relief that the minbari, although very large, were nowhere near as terrifying as the mechanical soldiers of Nili. He spoke to them with much less stuttering and bubbling than usual for him.

stephan mhew followed the diminuative alien, "some project this is, perhaps my uncle was right, perhaps despite all the talk of equality, they really do judge you by your ancestors." he thought, but, it was entirely possible the higher-ups had just assumed that any race intellegent, and organised enough to make contact would be larger. just goes to show that the universe knows no limits. he had attended diplomatic meetings in the street before, and there was always the commlink. he just hoped their presence wouldn't create too big a disturbance to everyday life.

Many Meccorans stopped and stared as the Gelfling and Mandalorian ambassadors made their way through the streets. They noticed quite a large variation in the Meccoran shell coulour. Many were greyish-blue, but almost as many were a light, creamy blue. Less common were light greys and dark blues and even a few dark greens. Many Meccorans were carrying around small, wriggling, worm-like things. There were about a quarter as many robots as there were living denizens.
Eventually, a large building came into view. It looked as though it had origionally been constructed for creatures the size of Meccorans, but many extensions had been added to accomodate creatures of any size, ranging from about a foot tall to over twenty metres.
"We believe in being well prepared," Tenzak explained "The High Minister, may he live forever, has been informed of your size and is waiting in the appropriate meeting room."
Their guide and his robotic bodyguard arrived at one of the many front entrances, this one sized so a human could fit comfortably through.

Ambassador Obsidian nodded a bit in contemplation at the palace in front of him, all the while looking at the multi-colored Meccorans. He was wondering what exactly caused the diffrence in coloration, and if there was some evolutionary advantage to it. Or perhaps it was to diffrentiate age? At this point it was rather hard to be sure, but he wouldn't ask untill Nili was on good standing.

"Ah... You must have a very knowledgable leader." He muttered to the Meccoran as he noted the doorway, staring back at the two armored guards.

The two guards would probably need to leave their suits if it got any tighter inside, and he wasn't sure he could trust the Meccorans to leave the things alone. But if worse came to worst he already knew the solution to the problem, since with the other delegations any act of hostility probably wouldn't be accepted. Since not all worlds were like Cartharsis.