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The Frigate glided through hyperspace, continuing it's exploration.

'Sir, we must change curse. A planet is in our path.'

'Go ahead, change course.'

The Ship exited hyperspace, just in orbit of the planet.

'Helmsman, change course!'

The helmsman, inexperience, steered the ship straight down towards the planet.

'fool! Change course!'

Warning course unsuitable for orbit. Crash likilyhood... 100%'

'Sir, what shall we do1'

'Sheilds, max front, All hands, prepare for collision'

'Ayes sir.'

The ship then crashed into the planets surface with aloud bang...

The bridge shook once more as Krowadan made his way from the planet of Kaduna, the planetary defences had began to fire upon the grand vessel and 3 battleships had blockaded the space above them, this was going to be a tight escape, Krowadan thought to himself as another missile hit the Vessel, "How far are we from safe FTL point?" He asked one of his Aides "Captain we need to make it to the Satalite of Kanden before we can leave safely!" Another hit shook the vessel harder "what have we lost?" Krowadan asked "sir the Engines are going offline!" An Aide quickly responded "Screw safety limits! Aide Kuet, take us into FTL!" quickly an aide began the process, after a minute he was ready and the ship sped through the Blockade.

The Kendwina burst into FTL space, dragging behind in it's wake a large chunk of the planet Kaduna, the ship itself could not stabilize and was rolling through the enclosed space, bits were flying out of every corner and the ship was generally falling apart, the crew however Kadunese and a Kaduna man never let pressure get to him.

"Aide! Reinforce the Forward shields, everyone make your way to the rear of the ship!" Admiral Krowadan barked out his orders unhindered by the near impending doom that was sinking upon the vessel "Aide, take us out of FTL we should be clear of the Priesthood by now!" The ship slowed and the blue aura round the ship vanished, it was replaced by a planet no more than 24 Miles away, the Admiral now began to panic "Pull us up! Pull us UP!" The Aide struggled with the controls as the Flagship began to fall quickly into the planet "RUN!!!!" The Admiral ordered and now everyone got up and began to flee towards the back of the ship.

if there were any life on the planet then it would have heard a sound that would never be equaled again, a large cloud of sand taken 100 miles or so away would envelope them, and truly it would have been a horrific sight, for the ship had crashed landing front first into a hostile planet.

Bleeding radiation and venting plasma, the Defiant-class S.E.N Okinawa translated from warp speed to normal impulse, limping through the stars. Onboard, the lights were dim, the blood-red emergency lighting throwing crew members into dull reflief, causing deep shadows to emerge where there had presviously been none.

The Class-9 coaxial warp core was silent, the central structure dim and unlight. Normally, it glowed a solide mass of blue, ever swirling, but now it was dark and still.

Ther corridors were mostly empty, crewmembers being too afriad to leave their posts or rooms.

On the bridge, Commander Vorien pulled his captains now limp body from the command chair, sitting down, laying his hand on the armrest before jerking away. It was covered in the still warm blood of his captain, now lying dead on the floor of the bridge. Sparks flew from a damaged console nearby, more damage from the fierce fight they had encountered,"Report"

Lieutenant Kali hauled herself back into her place at the helm,"Engines, warp drive, weapons... almost everything is offline."

V -- "What can we do?"

K -- "Nothing. It's so badly damaged that we would have to dock somewhere in order to be repaired"

V -- "And we don't know where we are... alright, we'll have to land on that planet ahead"

K -- "Sir, even from here you can see that it has a highly toxic atmosphere"

V -- "I'm well aware of that, Lieutenant, but we cannot repair the ship whilst floating in space. Take us in, all hands, brace for impact"


The ship came down hard through the swirling clouds of toxic gases, clipping an outcrop causing more damage to the hull, before coming to a halt on a plain, some fifty metres from crashing into the base of another cliff, which looked sheer. It rested there, immovable. Inside, the Snake Eaters, renowned for being hardy fighters, immovable when they so chose, and calm under pressure, began to move around the near-dead hull of their ship, trying to find how much damage was caused by the pirate raiders... how had they got such powerful weapons? It was unbelievable, but it was true. The Snake Liberation Front, now relegated to hit-and-run attacks on convoys, had attacked a Snake Navy ship on patrol, and damaged it so badly that a crash landing had been warranted. Where they had got the weapons was a mystery, but still, the more pressing issue of what they could do to the ship came first

Captain Mckoy Recovered from the crash.

'Report?'

'Sir, Engines and hyperdrive are damaged beyond repair. The shild generator is damaged, but fixible. All other systems working sir.'

'What was those to booms we heard since landing.'

'2 other ships have crashed here sir.'

'Really? Maybe they have parts we can use... Launch the Hyper fighters. Have them inspect the other 2 ships that have crashed. Meanwhile, get to work fixing the sheild generator. What's the atmosphere like.'

'Highly toxic. But Environmental suits will protect work crews for long enough.'

'Any hull breaches?'

'Negative.the hull is slightly dented, but no breach. The cooling system si also working still.'

'Excellant. Now we just wait...'

Meanwhile

The 6 fighters launched, splitting in half to inspect each ship...

The Admiral fell out onto the ground, the gas around him was choking but the Kaduna had a high resistance to gasses, he looked around for more survivors, there were 12 in total, he had them organize into a group so that he could assign missions, "You two, search the innards of the vessel, look for survivors!" He ordered and the two men ran into the wreckage "ok, you three begin to salvage any scrap from the Kendwina!" Three men broke off and began to explore both inside and outside the ship "four of you go look for the highest ground, we might be able to avoid this gas." Four men walked off to the horizon "that leaves us four, we need to attempt to construct a space worthy vessel, since the Kendwina is out of commision i suggest we build a new one from the wreckage, ok let's move!" Everyone now had jobs and they began to move quicker and harderthan before.

Hyper fighter Alpha approach the wreck Kendwina

Although visibilty was poor, the sensors allowed them to get an accurate picture of the ship.

They scanned the ships everal times, the small groan of the engines clearer audible.

Back on the Frigate Ospery, the scans were processed.

'Sir, the scan of of the ship indicate complete destruction. only 12 survivers in all. However, they do have a drive on the ship with a functioning part we can use to fix the hyperdrive.'

' It's a start. Get a shuttle over there. You can talk with them.See if they will give us the part.'

'Aye sir!'

A fighter flew overhead, this could mean an enemy was near, it could also mean that an ally was near, Krowadane kept the moral of his men up by promising that they would be out of here soon, the Kendwina Salvageer's came back "M'Lord, we have recovered the BOTBAY, we have managed to recover two DSRBOTS and one RABOT, a quick scan of the upper decks also revealed that the engines may still work, though getting up there may ba a problem!" He pointed to the practically unscaleable height of the Kendwina.

Shortly after this was said, the sound of some land thrusters were heard. Out of the posionous fog came down a white shuttle. it landed, a few metres away from the wreck.

A voice came form it

'Hail, unidentified species. I am Officer Brig, and I wish to talk to your leader. Please, enter the shuttle.'

With that, the landing ramp lowered from the bottom.

Admirial Krowadan slowly entered the vessel, the sudden apperance had startled him, he shouted back "Korteg is in charge whilst i am gone!"

As the Admiral entered the vessel, the ramp raised, liek a drawbridge of a castle, sealing him inside.

The inside of the ship was fairly dark, but the air much cleaner than outside!

The decoration was no existent... Eevrything had a function..

Two troops approached the Admrial. They saluted and said. 'Follow us sir!'

(Assumes you follow)

The Admiral was lead inot a room. The doors sealed behind him

Inside the room was officer brigs. this room was better lit than the corridors. The officer was 5ft 6" tall, and wore a red uniform. He was covered in brown fur.

'Ah, My friend. Sit down. We have much to discuss!'

Krowadan sat, he looked over at the short hairy man, "What do we have to discuss? Maybe you have somthing that we require?"

Commander Vorien rose. They hadn't seen anyone else for two days now, and he was beginning to think that they were really all alone on this god-forsaken rock. He looked at the latest status report. Most things were fixable, but the impulse drives and navigational array were shot to hell. Without them, there was no way that the Okinawa could get off this rock, let alone back to Snake Eater space

Outside, teams used their shuttles and survival suits to search around, seeing if anything useful could be found. Just before they had crashed, sensors had picked up lifesigns, but nothing else had been seen since then.

Krowadan sat, he looked over at the short hairy man, "What do we have to discuss? Maybe you have somthing that we require?"

The Mole smiled.

'My name is brigs. I am from the Frigate Ospery, they has also had the misfortune of landing here. No doubt you heard our fighters scan your ship? We have discovered your have a part we could use to fix our hyperdrive system. So, i'm willing to maek a trade with you.'

Commander Vorien rose. They hadn't seen anyone else for two days now, and he was beginning to think that they were really all alone on this god-forsaken rock. He looked at the latest status report. Most things were fixable, but the impulse drives and navigational array were shot to hell. Without them, there was no way that the Okinawa could get off this rock, let alone back to Snake Eater space

Outside, teams used their shuttles and survival suits to search around, seeing if anything useful could be found. Just before they had crashed, sensors had picked up lifesigns, but nothing else had been seen since then.

The hyper fighters flew over the crashed ship, and sent back the readings to the flagship.

Again, the groan of the engines could eb heard above...

'Sir. This ship has engines we could use to take off!'

'Excellant. Prepare a shuttle. i will speak to them in person!'

'Yes sir!'

"why then that would leave us trapped here!" Krowadan responded "I propose that instead we mix our efforts, that way we could all be saved and for half the time!"

'That was my suggestion. I suggested if you assisted us, we would return you home. that is my offer. Do you accept?'

aces battle group glided trough space the coms go sir we having problems with the warp core
all the other ships were reporting the same problem. now hear this ace said land on the planet whilst we affect repairs they landed now we are all black squad troopers ace said we must raid other ships for parts

The hyper fighters flew over the crashed ship, and sent back the readings to the flagship.

Again, the groan of the engines could eb heard above...

'Sir. This ship has engines we could use to take off!'

'Excellant. Prepare a shuttle. i will speak to them in person!'

'Yes sir!'
OOC: No, we don't We can't get off because our engines are GONE!

IC: A security detail, armed with pulse rifles, tracked the shuttle as it came into land. No point taking risks against unknowns. Commander Vorien was also with the detail

'That was my suggestion. I suggested if you assisted us, we would return you home. that is my offer. Do you accept?'

"hmmm, i must have misheard, the explosion did knock me deaf for a short while, very well we accept!" Krowadan knew he had to get off this hole as soon as was possible, Kadun himself could not tell what chaos the Priesthood could be causing up there.

OOC: Well, you have engine parts we could use then... Sorry.

IC: The Shuttle landed.

The ramp lowered, and 2 troops step out first, with environmental suits on. They were armed.

They followed by the Captain.

He spoke, 'Hail, fellow shipwreckies. I wish to talk to you...'

"hmmm, i must have misheard, the explosion did knock me deaf for a short while, very well we accept!" Krowadan knew he had to get off this hole as soon as was possible, Kadun himself could not tell what chaos the Priesthood could be causing up there.

'Excellant! Your men may join us if they wish. I shall retrun to my ship and dispatch a recovery team.'

OOC: seph. Could you please 1) make your posts make sense
2) Remember this is a posioned atmosphere.

Thank ou.

NORAD III had made a desperation jump, the fight was one they couldn't win, and they managed to escape, but barely, and they had no idea where they were, Raynors Hyperion was with them, and t was in just as bad shape as they were, they had to land and get to work repairing their ships, they still had a sizable troop contingent, as well as a small wraith\valkyrie squadron remaining, and one ace in the hole, they had a few Dark Templar with them for this mission, and the Templar were still alive, Dark Templar made the best scouts in the universe, invisible to the naked eye, they would be Dukes best chance for getting off of this planet.

OOC: Well, you have engine parts we could use then... Sorry.

IC: The Shuttle landed.

The ramp lowered, and 2 troops step out first, with environmental suits on. They were armed.

They followed by the Captain.

He spoke, 'Hail, fellow shipwreckies. I wish to talk to you...'

OOC: Considering they are completley gone, along with my navigational deflector, yeah, sure, [sarcasm]they can be used [/saracasm]

IC: Vorien stepped forward, well aware of the level of fire that could fly around at any moment,"I am Commander Vorien of the Snake Eater ship Okinawa. I am in command of this vessel, our captain was killed in the explosion. What is you want to talk about?"

OOC: seph. Could you please 1) make your posts make sense
2) Remember this is a posioned atmosphere.

Thank ou.
OOC: Seph is dyslexic. This is a well-known fact on II forums, so cool it

'Excellant! Your men may join us if they wish. I shall retrun to my ship and dispatch a recovery team.'

Excellent, I hope this will lead to strong friendship between our people." He offered out his hand to recieve a handshake.

OOC: Seph is dyslexic. This is a well-known fact on II forums, so cool it

I know, but he can still space his posts out...

So I can tell what's speech, and what's action...

I know, but he can still space his posts out...

So I can tell what's speech, and what's action...

OOC: Fair enough. But be a bit less condescending when asking. It could just be,"Could you please tell me what you mean? I'm a little bit lost here"

OOC: Considering they are completley gone, along with my navigational deflector, yeah, sure, [sarcasm]they can be used [/saracasm]

IC: Vorien stepped forward, well aware of the level of fire that could fly around at any moment,"I am Commander Vorien of the Snake Eater ship Okinawa. I am in command of this vessel, our captain was killed in the explosion. What is you want to talk about?"

OOC: LOL Ok. Ignore all posts relating to your engine parts.

IC: The captain spoke 'This planet is also where my ship has crashed. We have scanned the other ship in the area, and ours is in the best shape. Al though your ship has nothing we could use, We wish to offer you the chance to join our crew. if we ever get off this dump, we'll take you home. That is my offer.'

Excellent, I hope this will lead to strong friendship between our people." He offered out his hand to recieve a handshake.

The officer shoke his hand.

'Excellant. Will your crew join us for a drink?'

20 soldiers dressed in space suits marched out of the the troop trasport aces fist.Sir said one soldier thier are mole ships and others. Target the mole ships and preapare the raptor fighter bombers ordered ace we raid the moles he said

OOC: LOL Ok. Ignore all posts relating to your engine parts.

IC: The captain spoke 'This planet is also where my ship has crashed. We have scanned the other ship in the area, and ours is in the best shape. Al though your ship has nothing we could use, We wish to offer you the chance to join our crew. if we ever get off this dump, we'll take you home. That is my offer.'

"I would prefer it if we could somehow repair my ship, and leave under our own power. I could not trust you, unfortunatley. This situation is one that calls for cooperation... I will consider your offer if the need arises"

The officer shoke his hand.

'Excellant. Will your crew join us for a drink?'

"Ay, they would be glad to, you know where we are."

"I would prefer it if we could somehow repair my ship, and leave under our own power. I could not trust you, unfortunatley. This situation is one that calls for cooperation... I will consider your offer if the need arises"

The Captain sighed. 'So be it. Good bye'

He returned to his shuttle, and the 2 troops followed behind him. It took off and sped out of view again.

ace thought lets try trading as well simmons he roared what spare parts do we have erm 2 tatical computers good. he said let send a stealth puma battle tantk to the moles

20 soldiers dressed in space suits marched out of the the troop trasport aces fist.Sir said one soldier thier are mole ships and others. Target the mole ships and preapare the raptor fighter bombers ordered ace we raid the moles he said

OOC: Better.

The Captain sighed. 'So be it. Good bye'

He returned to his shuttle, and the 2 troops followed behind him. It took off and sped out of view again.

"Well... they could have at least offered help in repairing the ship"

"Ay, they would be glad to, you know where we are."

'Of course.'

The officer stood up and yelled an order to an troop.

'This troop will show you the way out. We have also provided your crew with environmental suits! Good bye. i look forward to our next visit.'

20 raptors took off from the carrier sephrioths pride
this is raptor group alpha logging on the assmumed attack ppattern gamma 3 an begaan thier search for the mole fleet

The Shuttles returned to their mothership, almost at the same time.

'How'd it go.'

'They have agreed to give us there parts, as lon as we return them home.'

'Excellant. Prepare a recovery team at once.'

'Aye sir.'

'Sir' Another officer said. '3 ships have been detected. 1 has also crashed, the other 2 are in orbit, albeit about to land!'

'Have we identified them?'

'Sadly sir, the ship that has crashed was identified as Sephriothian.'

'What? Prepare for an immediate attack from them!'

'Aye sir!'

20 raptors took off from the carrier sephrioths pride
this is raptor group alpha logging on the assmumed attack ppattern gamma 3 an begaan thier search for the mole fleet

'Sir, 20 Enemy fighters detected.'

'Launch the Giga and Hyper fighter squadrons!'

'Good news sir. The sheilds are back online at 5%!'

The fighters were launched and headed for the incoming Raptor fighters.

'Of course.'

The officer stood up and yelled an order to an troop.

'This troop will show you the way out. We have also provided your crew with environmental suits! Good bye. i look forward to our next visit.'

Krowadan took the suit's, he was taken out to his people who had began to construct a makeshift shelter from salvage, they were now attempting to light a fire using the RABOTS cutting laser, Krowadan dropped the enviro suits and took the laser, "you have it set too high!" He tapped a few buttons and fired the laser up once more, the makeshift fire ignited, "I bring environmental suits and a promise that if we assist another race they will take us off this planet!" He shouted to the rest of the group "but where will we go, Kaduna has more than likely been taken!" One of the crowd shouted out "Ay, that is why we must find my brother General Krowaden, when last i checked he had entered into some tournament or other!"

The NORAD was a wreck, its engines were effectively destroyed, weapons were all intact, shield generator was damaged but functional, tactical was on line, but most other systems, except life support, were out, Hyperion was in little better shape, its engines gave out 100 feet above the ground, the landing destroyed 2 of its belly guns, tactical was on line intermittantly, life support was fluctuating, but they still had a chance on this wretched mudball, they had troops, nearly 300 on each ship, and fighters, 30 total, they could trade and steal parts from the other ships they had detyected on the surface, and a few of Dukes Raiders moved out to accomplish just that, setting out for the three nearest wrecks, accompanied by Stinger gun-jeeps and a pair of Wraith fighters and Valkyrie frigates.

the tank depowered it's plasma cannon coms to mole frigate we wish to trade a tatical comptuer for a plasma manifold

this is raptor group alpha to mole fighters we ar scouting if you scan us you will find our weapons ar off line

the tank depowered it's plasma cannon coms to mole frigate we wish to trade a tatical comptuer for a plasma manifold

The captain was confused. Where'd did these tanks come from?

'This is captain Mckoy to the Seph forces. I do not talk when my ship is threatened with attack. Withdraw your fighters or you will be fired upon!'

Vorien shook his head,"It's hopeless. We don't have the parts... send a shuttle to the Moleland ship... tell them I want to talk"

The Type-8 shuttlecraft came zipping across the landscape, Lieutenant Kali at the helm. It came to settle in front of the Moleland ship, waiting

The first raider group, composed of 30 marines, 10 stingers, and 2 each of valkyries and wraiths, moved towards the Kadunan ships, they would trade for what they needed, and if the Kadunans were recalcitrant to trade, well then, the raiders would live up to their name.

this is raptor group alpha to mole fighters we ar scouting if you scan us you will find our weapons ar off line

The lead Giga fighter replied. 'This is Alpha 1. We have scanned, and confirm your weapons are offline. We shall disengage our attack, but you will eb attack if you get within 5Km of our ship'

ace to raptor group fall back deploy 2 fire wolves in a decefive position out side the vengace

Vorien shook his head,"It's hopeless. We don't have the parts... send a shuttle to the Moleland ship... tell them I want to talk"

The Type-8 shuttlecraft came zipping across the landscape, Lieutenant Kali at the helm. It came to settle in front of the Moleland ship, waiting

'Sir, The other 2 ships have crashed also'

'Is this improtant?'

'Maybe not yet, but a shuttle has landed outside the ship'

'Captain Mckoy to shuttle. Identify yourself!'

The first raider group, composed of 30 marines, 10 stingers, and 2 each of valkyries and wraiths, moved towards the Kadunan ships, they would trade for what they needed, and if the Kadunans were recalcitrant to trade, well then, the raiders would live up to their name.

"Sire, the DSRBOTS long range scanners have detected life signs moving slowly towars us!" An Aide cried out "See if you can use the scanners to send a communication, tell them that we mean no harm!"

raptor group alpha coms to mole fighters our commander call us back

raptor group alpha coms to mole fighters our commander call us back

'Understood'

The fighters followed the Fighters a small distance, to make sure they returned. when they did, the returned to the Osprey

'Sir, The other 2 ships have crashed also'

'Is this improtant?'

'Maybe not yet, but a shuttle has landed outside the ship'

'Captain Mckoy to shuttle. Identify yourself!'

Subtle, aren't they?[i/]

"I am Lieutenant Kali of the [i]Okinawa. We wish to speak with the commander of your vessel, regarding trade of parts"

'I am in command. What do you require?'

"Sire, the DSRBOTS long range scanners have detected life signs moving slowly towars us!" An Aide cried out "See if you can use the scanners to send a communication, tell them that we mean no harm!"


The raiders moved on, oblivious to the consternation they were causing the Kadunan crews, they had yet to recieve any transmissions from anyone, it may have been that the toxic atmosphere was interfering with their recievers, because even inter-vehicle communications were fading in and out with frightening regularity.

we this is the perion tank the hammer to captin mccoy we have a part for you

'I am in command. What do you require?'

"Engine parts and navigational arrays are of top priority to us"

the sephrion detect the raiders ace said raise shields arm all weapons

"Engine parts and navigational arrays are of top priority to us"

'I'm afraid Our engines are completed useless. and we require navigation to return home. So i'm afraid I cannot assist you...'

we this is the perion tank the hammer to captin mccoy we have a part for you

'Go on?'

The raiders moved on, oblivious to the consternation they were causing the Kadunan crews, they had yet to recieve any transmissions from anyone, it may have been that the toxic atmosphere was interfering with their recievers, because even inter-vehicle communications were fading in and out with frightening regularity.

(OOC: umm what does consternation mean?)

"Sire, no response to comms, it would seem that the atmosphere is interupting the signal!" Krowadan wracked his brain trying to think of how to introduce himself peacefully "Korbald, you will travel with me to introduce ourselves to the aliens!" And so Krowadan and Korbald walked off into the distance.

OOC: Sorry for my late entry today (just woke up) I always seem to be late for an RP....

IC:
The Super(executor) Star Destroyer Devistator dropped out of hyperspace near the triangle. Lord Vorman has already heard of the reports of several ships crashing in this sector. He has been ordered by th emperor to investigate this incident.
"Well Captain Braxter?"

"Well what?"

"Aren't you going to give the all go signal to the crew to enter this uncharted area of space?"

"I'm just a little worried my lord, like we should be turning back rather than to go forth. That's all."

"There is no need to worry, for the emperor isn't as forgiving to failure as I. You know the cost of your life."

"Captain Braxter! Look up ahead on the main viewer!"

"What is that planet Commander Brailor?"

"Sir, it's a poisonous planet. I wouldn't suggest to land there sir."

Captain looked at Lord Vorman who nodded his head.
"We're going in anyways. As soon as we enter the system, I want a team of Clone Troopers and Space Marines to get into a transport and search that area."

The Devistator slowly moved into this area of space just as navigational systems went off line. Then, the whole thing went screwy.

"Sir! We lost navigational systems!"

"What!?!" Both Braxter and Vorman shouted at the same time.

"Sir, we also got reports from the engine room that the engines and main power is going off line!"
Just as soon as the commander said that, the lights in the bridge went out, and everything went cold. Alarms started to blare.

"REPORT!"

"Sir! I can' see much, but I think we're going to crash!"

"Stay calm crew! Lord Vorman?" Even Braxter could feel the ship begining to tilt downwards.

Vorman closed his eyes to reach out into the force. He could feel the ship crashing into the planet's surfface. "We're going down. CRASHING POSITIONS!"

The Devistator started to go down ward head first. On the planet, a bright commet like picture can be seen from the Devistator going down. The crew stumbled and bumped into one another as the ship went down. The Devistator's thrusters helped it stablize as it fell, and it landed ontop of a mile wide canyon. The foward part of the Devistator broke off and it's officer's can be seen falling out. The last thing Lord Vorman saw before he was nocked out was Captain Braxter being flown head first into one of the bridge's windows, and then Vorman was nocked out cold.

a type 3 tatical array if you have a type 17 plasma manifold

'I'm afraid Our engines are completed useless. and we require navigation to return home. So i'm afraid I cannot assist you...'

OOC: How convient

IC: Kail sighed,"Well, at least we tried. Maybe someone else could help us, or hopefully the message buoy we dropped will attract one of our ships"

The second raider group, with the same composition as the first, was sent towards the SE ships, they might be able to get something from a known quantity, and SE was a well known quantity.

The third group was sent towards the Molish ships, they didn't recognise the nation that originated them, so this time it was a double raider group, with vultures and a pair of siege tanks as well as the doubled troop alottments.

a type 3 tatical array if you have a type 17 plasma manifold

'I shall consider your offer.'

The second raider group, with the same composition as the first, was sent towards the SE ships, they might be able to get something from a known quantity, and SE was a well known quantity.



"Sir, we just managed to get the active sensors back online... we're detecting movement, and not from our guys... looks like a large group of vehicles, coming this way."

"Can we hail them?"

"Main communications are still offline"

"Get everyone inside, and prepare to raise shields if needed"

OOC: How convient

IC: Kail sighed,"Well, at least we tried. Maybe someone else could help us, or hopefully the message buoy we dropped will attract one of our ships"

'If you find working engine parts, we can leave. we have already found parts we could use for our hyperdrive repairs. Good bye, and I hope next tiem we meet we can be of help to each other.'

the sephrions deploy 70 stealth puma mbts

(OOC: umm what does consternation mean?)

"Sire, no response to comms, it would seem that the atmosphere is interupting the signal!" Krowadan wracked his brain trying to think of how to introduce himself peacefully "Korbald, you will travel with me to introduce ourselves to the aliens!" And so Krowadan and Korbald walked off into the distance.

OOC: consternation is the unpleasantness your crew is experiencing due tio my peoples presence, basically we're making them nervous because they don't know our intentions.

Mole, I have the perfect hostile species for this planet, can I use them a little?

IC:

The raiders continued on, their sensors were damped by this atmosphere as well, they couldn't detect anything farther than a few hundred yards out in front of them, and that had them worried, but anything meaning to harm them would be detected in time to be dealt with.

'If you find working engine parts, we can leave. we have already found parts we could use for our hyperdrive repairs. Good bye, and I hope next tiem we meet we can be of help to each other.'

"I hope so"

Kali turned off the channel, and cursed,"Give them engine parts? No fecking way. If they can't help us now, they'll never help us. They'd just take the parts and scarper"

"Sir, we just managed to get the active sensors back online... we're detecting movement, and not from our guys... looks like a large group of vehicles, coming this way."

"Can we hail them?"

"Main communications are still offline"

"Get everyone inside, and prepare to raise shields if needed"

The raiders continued on their path, they needed the equiopment they were told to trade for, they had tactical arrays, which could be jerry-rigged to act as nav-platforms, and they had a few engine parts, what they needed was parts to repair the Hyperions life-support systems, which were fluctuiating in a most unpleasant manner.

The second raider group, with the same composition as the first, was sent towards the SE ships, they might be able to get something from a known quantity, and SE was a well known quantity.

The third group was sent towards the Molish ships, they didn't recognise the nation that originated them, so this time it was a double raider group, with vultures and a pair of siege tanks as well as the doubled troop alottments.

OOC: The possevive of my nation is mole :)

IC: 'Sorry to bother you again sir, but appears yet another ship has crashed...'

'I really hate this planet...'

'And sensors have detected an small what could be a raiding party!'

'What? Open a channel to them!'

'Aye sir!'

'Incoming troops Identify yourself, and state your purpose!

now ace said deploy 70 raptors in a defencive posions above our ships

Korbald had brought with him the DSRBOT, it's still functioning long range scanners meant that they could track the movement of the Raiders, they had attempted several times to send communications, all had failed, so they pressed on trying to find the moving force.

Mole, I have the perfect hostile species for this planet, can I use them a little?


Sure, knock yourself out!

ace was edgey

The raiders continued on their path, they needed the equiopment they were told to trade for, they had tactical arrays, which could be jerry-rigged to act as nav-platforms, and they had a few engine parts, what they needed was parts to repair the Hyperions life-support systems, which were fluctuiating in a most unpleasant manner.

The JTIDS (Joint Tactical Information Distribution System) positively identified that group was armed, and although the weapons couldn't do much damage initially, in the long term they could. And without weapons, the Okinawa couldn't fight back.

The active sensors were rigged to send a wide-band broadband communication signal, which contained the message

State your intentions. Reply on this frequency

OOC: The possevive of my nation is mole :)

IC: 'Sorry to bother you again sir, but appears yet another ship has crashed...'

'I really hate this planet...'

'And sensors have detected an small what could be a raiding party!'

'What? Open a channel to them!'

'Aye sir!'

'Incoming troops Identify yourself, and state your purpose!


OOC: I prefer molish, and will now use it just to make you angry :p .

IC:

The raiders moved on, unable to recieve any communications due to the atmosphere affecting their recievers, they were having worse luck than the first group, half of the assault marines were forced to use hand signals to communicate, the other half had to repeat their messages about three times to be understood, they each thought that the other group had the better end of the deal.

It was just after the crashlanding, when the dust finnaly settled down. Alarms were making their noise, and Vorman awoke choking on his breath.
No. I will not die to this pathetic planet. Must stablize my lungs. Focus on the lungs and the poisonous fumes Vorman. Drain them out and breath through the planet's poison. It worked. The Dark Side had yet again saved his life and Vorman got up from the floor and saw that the entire crew was dead, died from the poisons. Save a few...
Weak minded fools. They should've known we were crashing into a poisonous planet. It was in the reports! *Clatter* Something on the bridge made a loud noise and Vorman reached for his lightsaber and prepaired to activate it.

"My Lord! My Lord! It's me! Commander Brailor!" He was wearing an enviormental mask, to help him breath through the planet's poisons.
Vorman lowered his lightsaber.

"So, you aren't as dumb as you non-sencitive beings look. That's good. How many left are there?"

"Sir, Captain Braxter is dead, as well as most of the bridge's crew. There are only 5 others who are alive. All got to their Enviormental masks."

"Good. Let's get down to the lower level's, such as engineering and the army barracks. We need to see who else is alive."

Sure, knock yourself out!

Ok, prepare to meet the Po'oslenar, aka posleen.

The JTIDS (Joint Tactical Information Distribution System) positively identified that group was armed, and although the weapons couldn't do much damage initially, in the long term they could. And without weapons, the Okinawa couldn't fight back.

The active sensors were rigged to send a wide-band broadband communication signal, which contained the message

State your intentions. Reply on this frequency


They recieved a garbled message on one of the widebands, their best guess was an attempt to verify their intentions, so they sent the best reply they had.

"We are a force of Dukes Raiders(unit name, not function in this case), we are here to trade for parts and perhaps medical supplies."

OOC: I prefer molish, and will now use it just to make you angry :p .

IC:

The raiders moved on, unable to recieve any communications due to the atmosphere affecting their recievers, they were having worse luck than the first group, half of the assault marines were forced to use hand signals to communicate, the other half had to repeat their messages about three times to be understood, they each thought that the other group had the better end of the deal.

The officer shoke his head. 'No response! Maybe they can't here us?'

'Brigs. fire 10 warning shots, get there attention!'

'Aye sir!'

The Osprey's guns opened fire, the giga cannons shots nowhere near there 'target' but the bright light form the lasers, and the noises as they impacted was clear.

They recieved a garbled message on one of the widebands, their best guess was an attempt to verify their intentions, so they sent the best reply they had.

"We are a force of Dukes Raiders(unit name, not function in this case), we are here to trade for parts and perhaps medical supplies."

The message came back to the bridge highly garbled, but still legible, if only barely. Vorien read the message twice just to make sure,"Ensign, take two units and go out side. Deploy either side of our impact trench, looks like they are coming up there. If they make hostile moves towards the ship, open fire"

As the ensign nodded and left, Vorien wrote a response, sending it on the same frequency,"You are most welcome. Please, continue"

Korbald had brought with him the DSRBOT, it's still functioning long range scanners meant that they could track the movement of the Raiders, they had attempted several times to send communications, all had failed, so they pressed on trying to find the moving force.


The raiders were trying to find the sensor ghosts they kept getting, they almost appeared to be posleen weapons systems, but that was impossible, the posleen had been destroyed, hadn't they? The question was answered when the lead stinger was destroyed in a wash of plasma and HVM fire, the posleen were very much alive, and apparently here, looked like it was time to earn their munificent pay.

The assault marines deployed around the stingers, their armor proof against the common 1 and 3mm railguns and shotguns of the posleen normals, they opened firee with their dual machineguns, laying down gauss spikes like their lives depended on it, and they did.

The officer shoke his head. 'No response! Maybe they can't here us?'

'Brigs. fire 10 warning shots, get there attention!'

'Aye sir!'

The Osprey's guns opened fire, the giga cannons shots nowhere near there 'target' but the bright light form the lasers, and the noises as they impacted was clear.


"Sir, they're firing at something!!"

"I noticed that corporal, but why are they firing, is it to get our attention, or because there is a threat over there? Try sending a transmission from one of the Arclites, tell them what we are and why we'ere here."

To the unknown ships that just fired(aka MOLISH :D ):

This is general James Raynor, we are here to trade for parts for our life-support and engine systems if we can, if not we will leave you in peace.

(OOC: Mini Miehm could you tell me what the posleen are like, maybe in the OOC thread)

Eventually, Vorman, Brailor, and the 5 other bridge members slowly made their way to the Barracks to find most of the troops dead. Many looked like they were slaughtered. "Oh my god...." One of the bridge crew said and barffed into a corner. "This is sickening."

"You obviously need to fight in more wars Ensign. I've seen countless in my time, and obliterated worlds. I'm the dark lord of death in our glorious empire."

Someone started to speak on the intercom <Hello? Hello? This is Seargent Vermillon of the Devil's ops order. Come in! Is anyone else alive? The Devil's ops men are all here.>

"GOOD! Hello. Hello. Seargent Vermillon to Lord Vorman. We read you in the main barracks. What's your stats over?"

<*CFFFT* Vorman?*CFFT* Transmission is starting to go weary. We're all here. over.>

"Yeah. Look, are you in Devil's ops barracks? over."

<Yeah. We managed to survive. Also, since our area acts as an emergency bridge, I've got the status of the ship over.>

"We'll be at your position in about thirty minutes. Lord Vorman out. Let's go."

The message came back to the bridge highly garbled, but still legible, if only barely. Vorien read the message twice just to make sure,"Ensign, take two units and go out side. Deploy either side of our impact trench, looks like they are coming up there. If they make hostile moves towards the ship, open fire"

As the ensign nodded and left, Vorien wrote a response, sending it on the same frequency,"You are most welcome. Please, continue"

Treansmission to SE ships:
"Understood, Montag out."

The raiders doubletimed it towards the SE ships, they needed to talk to them if they could, and the sooner they did the sooner they could get off of this mudball.

Treansmission to SE ships:
"Understood, Montag out."

The raiders doubletimed it towards the SE ships, they needed to talk to them if they could, and the sooner they did the sooner they could get off of this mudball.
OOC: It's a single ship

IC: Ensign Mallory peaked up over the side of the trench, and saw the raiders coming towards the ship.

Commander Vorien stood in the airlock, letting the air escape and stepping back into the gases. The suits were taking a pounding... they would all need replacing when, not if, they got home

"Sir, they're firing at something!!"

"I noticed that corporal, but why are they firing, is it to get our attention, or because there is a threat over there? Try sending a transmission from one of the Arclites, tell them what we are and why we'ere here."

To the unknown ships that just fired(aka MOLISH :D ):

This is general James Raynor, we are here to trade for parts for our life-support and engine systems if we can, if not we will leave you in peace.

The captain smiled. 'General Raynor. This si Captain Mckoy of the frigate Ospery. We have no engine parts, but we do have life support system spares... What do you ahve for us in exchange?'

"Seargent Vermillon? Open this door."
The Door had only an inch open, as it is that main power was off-line so automatic systems were nonfunctional.

Soon, a big glove slamed inbetween the door and the wall and it pushed the door open as though it was just a small peice of wood. "Lord Vorman."

"Seargent. Good to know that some real intelligent people are still alive."

"Yes sir. Want to hear our report? You're not going to like it."

"Fire away. We need to know what happened."

"Bridge is smashed, main engines are off but hyperdrive still works for some reason. Weapon systems are off line, life support minimum.
There is an estimated casualty report of over 480,000 dead includes 80,000 troops, and 400,000 Crew. We still have most of our starfighter pilots alive, phantom squadron is all right. There are two of the three Kirtir Warriors still alive on the ship. The forward part of the Devistator is severed from the hull. Those of us alive are all wearing our enviormental masks and the troops turned on their enviormental gas filters through their helmets."

"*Sigh*. So, so much for orders. Let's try to get some of those other systems opperational. Cut power to all minor systems such as the hyperdrive and divert it. We're never going to get this ship off the surface again."

OOC: It's a single ship

IC: Ensign Mallory peaked up over the side of the trench, and saw the raiders coming towards the ship.

Commander Vorien stood in the airlock, letting the air escape and stepping back into the gases. The suits were taking a pounding... they would all need replacing when, not if, they got home

OOC: sorry, my bad.

IC:

The raiders pulled up to the airlock, commander Montag stepped forward and greeted the SE representative, "I'm Commander Guy Montag, Terran Dominion Marines, and we need to talk somewhere a bit less hostile than this, we're about to lose life-support on two of our suits, and that would be exteremely fatal for us."

OOC: sorry, my bad.

IC:

The raiders pulled up to the airlock, commander Montag stepped forward and greeted the SE representative, "I'm Commander Guy Montag, Terran Dominion Marines, and we need to talk somewhere a bit less hostile than this, we're about to lose life-support on two of our suits, and that would be exteremely fatal for us."

"Then I would suggest you come inside quickly," said Vorien, showing Montag the way in,"We'll talk once we're all safe"

He tapped a combadge on his chest,"Vorien to Mallory"

M -- "Mallory here sir"

V -- "Bring them in, Ensign"

M -- "Yessir"

The captain smiled. 'General Raynor. This si Captain Mckoy of the frigate Ospery. We have no engine parts, but we do have life support system spares... What do you ahve for us in exchange?'

"We have tactical displays that can be modified for nav-system duty, and a few other items that might be useful."

"Then I would suggest you come inside quickly," said Vorien, showing Montag the way in,"We'll talk once we're all safe"

He tapped a combadge on his chest,"Vorien to Mallory"

M -- "Mallory here sir"

V -- "Bring them in, Ensign"

M -- "Yessir"

"Thank you. Ok Raiders, we've been invited in, so be on your best behavior, no wenching, no drinking, and no fighting, understand?"

The raider contingent followed Mallory inside to the safety of the shis life-suppoert.

"Thank you. Ok Raiders, we've been invited in, so be on your best behavior, no wenching, no drinking, and no fighting, understand?"

The raider contingent followed Mallory inside to the safety of the shis life-suppoert.

It was a small ship inside, and they had a larger crew than normal, most of them still in survival suits. There were about fifty Snake Eaters all told inside,"It's a bit of a mess in here, we were in a fierce battle before we crashed here"

Around the NORAD and the Hyperion the rest of the troops were setting up defenses, Goliath and Hellmaker walkers patrolled the area around the ships, while arclite siege-tanks deployed their heavy guns, and assault marines and firebats dug defensive positions with their entrenching charges, they had detected the blasma fire from the posleen and the shots from the molish ships, they weren't sure what was going on, and they intended to be as well defended as possible.

The raiders were trying to find the sensor ghosts they kept getting, they almost appeared to be posleen weapons systems, but that was impossible, the posleen had been destroyed, hadn't they? The question was answered when the lead stinger was destroyed in a wash of plasma and HVM fire, the posleen were very much alive, and apparently here, looked like it was time to earn their munificent pay.

The assault marines deployed around the stingers, their armor proof against the common 1 and 3mm railguns and shotguns of the posleen normals, they opened firee with their dual machineguns, laying down gauss spikes like their lives depended on it, and they did.

"Admiral! More life signs have entered the long range scans, weapons fire has been detected!" Korbald cried out "Leave the DSRBOT and run, we need to get into see what has happened!" Krowadan and Korbald ran through the muddy terrain, 150 feet away, 100 feet, 50 feet, they could see the weapons fire, only a little further.

"Sir, I've got communication and tracking systmes back online!"

"Good. Let's see who else is on this planet."

"It's hard to tell my lord, but it looks like that Snake Eaters is here. As well as Moleland. They are all apart of the GE. We should try to contact one of them."

"Let's try Snake Eaters, then Moleland. We may beable to help them out."

"This is the HSS Devistator to any surviving Snake Eater and Moleland ships. This is Lord Vorman of the Galactic Empire of Huntaer. We have crashlanded on this planet and would like any assistance possible with repairs. Attention allies of the GE. We require assistance. We can help out too should you need it."
Keep repeating the message untill we get an answer."

It was a small ship inside, and they had a larger crew than normal, most of them still in survival suits. There were about fifty Snake Eaters all told inside,"It's a bit of a mess in here, we were in a fierce battle before we crashed here"

"I know the feeling, the two ships we arrived in were all that remained of a task force, a full 1000 ships, and only two survived." Montag and his raiders would follow along after the ensign until he brought them to somewhere they could take a rest.

"Sir, I've got communication and tracking systmes back online!"

"Good. Let's see who else is on this planet."

"It's hard to tell my lord, but it looks like that Snake Eaters is here. As well as Moleland. They are all apart of the GE. We should try to contact one of them."

"Let's try Snake Eaters, then Moleland. We may beable to help them out."

"This is the HSS Devistator to any surviving Snake Eater and Moleland ships. This is Lord Vorman of the Galactic Empire of Huntaer. We have crashlanded on this planet and would like any assistance possible with repairs. Attention allies of the GE. We require assistance. We can help out too should you need it."
Keep repeating the message untill we get an answer."

OOC: I forget, GE?

IC: The message was garbled, but the new XO, former tactical officer Lieutenant Commander Fotres, sent a reply,"This is the Snake Eater ship Okinawa, we are able to help you in a number of ways, but our engines and navigation systems are completley gone"

"I know the feeling, the two ships we arrived in were all that remained of a task force, a full 1000 ships, and only two survived." Montag and his raiders would follow along after the ensign until he brought them to somewhere they could take a rest.

He took them to the mess hall, which was also doubling as a temporary sickbay. Vorien offered the Commander a cup of coffee,"So, tell me, what is it that you require?"

"Admiral! More life signs have entered the long range scans, weapons fire has been detected!" Korbald cried out "Leave the DSRBOT and run, we need to get into see what has happened!" Krowadan and Korbald ran through the muddy terrain, 150 feet away, 100 feet, 50 feet, they could see the weapons fire, only a little further.


There were hundreds of posleen on the line now, they were surrounded by a full swarm, and their suits were no match for the heavy weapons of the god-kings, there were at least 5-6 coming at them at once now, and they didn't have enough guns to deal with all the fire coming their way, the siege tanks were blowing holes in the enemy formations, but they filed as quickly as they were made, the stingers mowed down anything in their path, but there weren't enough of them to matter, the wraiths and valkyries were destroyed already, but not before doingf some damage of their own, dropping a pair of bombs and blowing a few dozen posleen to hell, but soon they would be overrun, and then it would all be over but the screaming, and then the knives would come out, and the harvesting would begin.

OOC: I forget, GE?

IC: The message was garbled, but the new XO, former tactical officer Lieutenant Commander Fotres, sent a reply,"This is the Snake Eater ship Okinawa, we are able to help you in a number of ways, but our engines and navigation systems are completley gone"

OOC: According to the list I've pulled off of the GE, you're a member (right underneath me).
Here is The List (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=8995413&postcount=1)

IC: "This is Lord Vorman representing Huntaer. We can probably help you with that. Our hyperdrive is still opperational and we can help transfer power should you wish. Though our navigational systems are smashed, we can help repairs with those as well."

EDIT:
"We can also help with any security issues you might have."

He took them to the mess hall, which was also doubling as a temporary sickbay. Vorien offered the Commander a cup of coffee,"So, tell me, what is it that you require?"

"No thanks, don't like coffee, it's too much like a drug for me." He took a seat before continuing, "We need engine parts and life support repairs, Hyperion has almost none left, and NORAD doesn't have room for Hyperions crew along with ours."

OOC: According to the list I've pulled off of the GE, you're a member (right underneath me).
Here is The List (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=8995413&postcount=1)

IC: "This is Lord Vorman representing Huntaer. We can probably help you with that. Our hyperdrive is still opperational and we can help transfer power should you wish. Though our navigational systems are smashed, we can help repairs with those as well."

EDIT:
"We can also help with any security issues you might have."

OOC: Now I remember

IC: "Security is not a problem, and it's not through lack of power, it is that the engines are burnt out. What can we help you with?"

"No thanks, don't like coffee, it's too much like a drug for me." He took a seat before continuing, "We need engine parts and life support repairs, Hyperion has almost none left, and NORAD doesn't have room for Hyperions crew along with ours."

"Engines we cannot help you with, as ours are completely shot. However, life support we can do, but we'd need something in exchange"

Krowadan got out his vial of "Kadun's glory potion" He drank from the small glass tube and began to speed up, his mouth was frothing and he had a sudden urge to spill the blood of his enemies, he lept up axe at the ready, he swung bringing his full weight down upon the creature, Korbald was not far behind, striking at another of the creatures.

(OOC: essentially steroids)

"Engines we cannot help you with, as ours are completely shot. However, life support we can do, but we'd need something in exchange"

"We can givwe you a jerry-rig for nav-systems, based off of our readuings your ship should be compatible with the equipment we have."

"We can givwe you a jerry-rig for nav-systems, based off of our readuings your ship should be compatible with the equipment we have."

"It should do for returning to Snake Eater space... hopefully the message buoy will have attracted some attention. So, what exactly do you need?"

Krowadan got out his vial of "Kadun's glory potion" He drank from the small glass tube and began to speed up, his mouth was frothing and he had a sudden urge to spill the blood of his enemies, he lept up axe at the ready, he swung bringing his full weight down upon the creature, Korbald was not far behind, striking at another of the creatures.

(OOC: essentially steroids)

OOC: meleeing a posleen swarm is a very bad idea, monomolecular vibroblades are very deadly weapons.

IC:

The posleen around him swarmed towards the new threat, the new arrivals were badly outnumbered, and they attacked, harvesting swords held high, bringing them down against the general and his escort, while the rest of the swar inched closer to the defending assault marines, they were piling up windrows of dead for every inch they gained, but they had the numbers to lose 100 for each marine they killed, and the kill ratio was nowhere near that high.

"It should do for returning to Snake Eater space... hopefully the message buoy will have attracted some attention. So, what exactly do you need?"
"We need control and filter systems for our life-support, the controls are mostly shot, and the filters are pretty erratic, we don't expect them to last more than 24 hours."

OOC: Pardon me whilst I drool over those blades *a few moments pass* Get me a towel

OOC: Pardon me whilst I drool over those blades *a few moments pass* Get me a towel

OOC: I use them too, they're my ACS primary melee weapon, I'll sell you some. *Gets SE a towel* So, wanna buy a few?

"We need control and filter systems for our life-support, the controls are mostly shot, and the filters are pretty erratic, we don't expect them to last more than 24 hours."

"That's easy enough, we had to depressuries the lowest deck, too damaged. You can have the stuff from there. Lucky, we landed upside down, so it's not exactly hard to get them"

OOC: I use them too, they're my ACS primary melee weapon, I'll sell you some. *Gets SE a towel* So, wanna buy a few?

OOC: I think I may have to

OOC: meleeing a posleen swarm is a very bad idea, monomolecular vibroblades are very deadly weapons.

(OOC: Meleeing a Kadun Man is an even worse idea, averaging 7-9 feet tall with increddibly powerful arm muscles and deadly axes, not a good idea at all, and of course now they have taken their steroids, ohh i'd hate to be in that Posleen swarm)

Krowadan and Korbald were knocked to their feet, but still they continued to fight the swarm, they struck back with a enraged flurry of blows, hacking away at everything within reach, rage spurring them on causing them to fight still onwards.

"That's easy enough, we had to depressuries the lowest deck, too damaged. You can have the stuff from there. Lucky, we landed upside down, so it's not exactly hard to get them"


Montag finally realises what has seemed strange about this ship, it WAS upside down, it was hard to notice, but it was there if you knew what to look for. "Alright, I'll get the Tac-modules from the stingers and we'll make the trade."

OOC: I think I may have to

OOC: I'll sell them to your SESOU troops, 1,000 each blade, they're approximately three feet long, not counting the hilt, and they can cut through things that are frankly frightening to watch them be used on, like Dreadnought plating, or hwavy tank armor.

Montag finally realises what has seemed strange about this ship, it WAS upside down, it was hard to notice, but it was there if you knew what to look for. "Alright, I'll get the Tac-modules from the stingers and we'll make the trade."

Vorien laughed at the look on Montag's face,"It's not really that noticable unless you're looking for it, no?"

OOC: I'll sell them to your SESOU troops, 1,000 each blade, they're approximately three feet long, not counting the hilt, and they can cut through things that are frankly frightening to watch them be used on, like Dreadnought plating, or hwavy tank armor.

OOC: *Thinks*Bit big for SESOU use... I'll take a thousand of them though, so thats 1 million

(OOC: Meleeing a Kadun Man is an even worse idea, averaging 7-9 feet tall with increddibly powerful arm muscles and deadly axes, not a good idea at all, and of course now they have taken their steroids, ohh i'd hate to be in that Posleen swarm)

Krowadan and Korbald were knocked to their feet, but still they continued to fight the swarm, they struck back with a enraged flurry of blows, hacking away at everything within reach, rage spurring them on causing them to fight still onwards.


The posleen fell by the dozen, but eventually they would win, their blades would find flesh, and then they would harvest these new threshkreen, perhaps they tasted like the metal-threshkreen, or the green and gray clad thresh, it would be intreresting to discover.

Vorien laughed at the look on Montag's face,"It's not really that noticable unless you're looking for it, no?"

"Indeed, I just noticed, I thought there was something wrong, but until you clued me in I couldn't put my finger on it, now I see it."

OOC: *Thinks*Bit big for SESOU use... I'll take a thousand of them though, so thats 1 million

OOC: Order accepted, I'll give Sergei the orders to take the money, and the delivery will come with his orders. They are made for men in powered combat armor, or massive centauroid crocodile things, they have to be big.

"Indeed, I just noticed, I thought there was something wrong, but until you clued me in I couldn't put my finger on it, now I see it."

"It's not difficult to sort out, once we lift off... well, it's a good theory"

Krowadan was knocked down once more, a Posleen blade was thrust into his leg, he screamed in agony, Korbald currently occupied turned to stop his admiral from being mauled to death, he swung at the beasts, attempting to push them back and away from his injured Officer.

Krowadan was knocked down once more, a Posleen blade was thrust into his leg, he screamed in agony, Korbald currently occupied turned to stop his admiral from being mauled to death, he swung at the beasts, attempting to push them back and away from his injured Officer.

The posleen attacking Krowaden was killed, but there were dozens more where it came from, if the Kadunans did not retreat they would be eaten like a southern man eats fried chicken, quickly and messily.

OOC: Now I remember

IC: "Security is not a problem, and it's not through lack of power, it is that the engines are burnt out. What can we help you with?"

"We need to destroy our ship so that others may not get into our systems and steal our technology, so we need you to transport us out of this system. The ship isn't going to get up again.
Most of our transports are operational, as well as our Tie's so we can provide cover in the air. Surprisingly, none of our land assault vehicles were destroyed. Most were just received minor damage. We have good engineer's who can help get your FTL drive operational and your nagigation system back online.

Most of my crew need or require medical attention which we don't have for the forward half of the ship broke off. We can help with your repairs, so that all of us can get off of the planet.

We can also set up a small colony station at your position to maintane contact outside of the system. Our small barrack buildings weren't badly damaged either."

"It's not difficult to sort out, once we lift off... well, it's a good theory"


"I'll take your word for it, I'd probably puke all over everythibng if I was on here when it happened though, but we digress, Raiders, gop get the tac-modules, then get the life support parts, then let's get back and repair the Hyperion ASAP."

OOC: Order accepted, I'll give Sergei the orders to take the money, and the delivery will come with his orders. They are made for men in powered combat armor, or massive centauroid crocodile things, they have to be big.
OOC: Alright

Krowadan got to hisw feet, limping as he did so, "Korbald we cannot win this fight! I suggest we cut our way out and return to the camp!" Korbald gave a nod of agreement as the two men began to hack their way to some sort of edge to the swarm, Krowadan had ignored the pain, the steroids and the adrenilin causing him to merely consider this to be a dream, he had hoped that the others had built defences by the time he got back.

Krowadan got to hisw feet, limping as he did so, "Korbald we cannot win this fight! I suggest we cut our way out and return to the camp!" Korbald gave a nod of agreement as the two men began to hack their way to some sort of edge to the swarm, Krowadan had ignored the pain, the steroids and the adrenilin causing him to merely consider this to be a dream, he had hoped that the others had built defences by the time he got back.

The marines fought on for over an hour, but eventually they lost, the only evidence of their passing was the scorched earth, the equipmwent they left behind, and the bullets that hadn't found a mark, because there were no bodies, the posleen never let good food go to waste.

The swarm moved, following Krowaden back to the Kadunan ships, while Hyperion sent out another airborne squadron, and this time the Dark Templar went out, they were ordered to see what had become of the raiders, and the airborne wre ordered to contact the Kadunans to see if they knew what had happened.

The raiders went and retrieved the Tac-modules, and showed the SE crew how they could be used as navcomps instead. Then they went and got the lifesupport parts, and after getting what they needed they left, moving as fast as possible back to the ships.

"My lord, it appears there is some sort of war going on here."

"What do you make of it Seargent?"

"It's hard to tell, but it looks like the attackers are attacking everything on the planet."

"Why haven't they attacked us Sarge?"

"I don't know. Can we get involved? My hacking arm is getting twichy, as well as my trigger fingers. I need to shoot something."

"Hmm.... Yes let's get involved. Get the dropship online, we're going in."

Korbald reached the DSRBOT, he began to look at the screen, Krowadan limped back over to him "Korbald, leave the DSRBOT, we must get back to the base camp!" Krowadan shouted to Korbald "No Admiral, the beasts are following us, but according to this there is a large cloud of methane gas in this area, i may be able to stop them from finding you!" Korbald shouted back, Krowadan knew that this needed to be done, he respected Korbalds decision and limped off, his leg bloodied.

Korbald waited for the Posleen to arrive he sparked two of the wires together causing a spark which lit up the 2 mile radius around him, Krowadan saw the large explosion from where he was standing, just a few meteres from the edge of the cloud, he rolled over the blast had knocked him once again to the floor, as he rose he realised, he had lost his vision.

A second swarm was moving towards the defenses around the Hyperion and NORAD, but they would find this a tougher nut to crack, with goliaths and hellmakers at the ready the posleen would be decimated before they even reached the marines and firebats, and the tanks and ships would be doing their thing throughout, pounding the advancing forces with lasers and shock cannon.

Korbald reached the DSRBOT, he began to look at the screen, Krowadan limped back over to him "Korbald, leave the DSRBOT, we must get back to the base camp!" Krowadan shouted to Korbald "No Admiral, the beasts are following us, but according to this there is a large cloud of methane gas in this area, i may be able to stop them from finding you!" Korbald shouted back, Krowadan knew that this needed to be done, he respected Korbalds decision and limped off, his leg bloodied.

Korbald waited for the Posleen to arrive he sparked two of the wires together causing a spark which lit up the 2 mile radius around him, Krowadan saw the large explosion from where he was standing, just a few meteres from the edge of the cloud, he rolled over the blast had knocked him once again to the floor, as he rose he realised, he had lost his vision.


The swarm halted, shocked, but they did not stay that way for long, rage soon replaced shock, and they continued after the admiral, pursuing their quarry back to its den.

The raiders went and retrieved the Tac-modules, and showed the SE crew how they could be used as navcomps instead. Then they went and got the lifesupport parts, and after getting what they needed they left, moving as fast as possible back to the ships.
It would have to do for now. With the navigation system functioning, albeit erratically, they now needed engines... and sensors indicated a battle of some sort was being fought

It would have to do for now. With the navigation system functioning, albeit erratically, they now needed engines... and sensors indicated a battle of some sort was being fought

A quarter of the way back the raiders turned around, there were posleen swarms on this planet, and the SE ship deserved warning.

The swarm halted, shocked, but they did not stay that way for long, rage soon replaced shock, and they continued after the admiral, pursuing their quarry back to its den.

(OOC: that must be one MASSIVE swarm to survive an explosion of that scale)

"Admiral? What has happened we detected a large explosion, where is Korbald?" The Admiral could not hear any of this as his ears were now bleeding, he did feel himself be slung over someones shoulder and taken somwhere, if he could have seen he would notice that the survivors had constructed a system of RABOTS to help defend from any possible invaders, the ships sheilds had been re-activated and were beaming across the encampment, Krowadan was laid down at the foot of the Kendwina, "Captain, creatures have been detected moving in on our position!" One of the Aides called out to the temporary captain, "Send a communication, if they do not respond then be ready with the Cutting laser system.

"Launching in 3... 2... 1... GO!"
The Thunder Hawks carried the Devil's Ops. Order stationed on the Devistator out of the hangar bay, and they flew out folowed by several Tie Phantom Mk II fighters.

"OK people. You've heard the reports get your masks on, and lock and load your bolters. We're going to need several plasma riffles out here in this mission. Flamer's aren't going to be much use here." Lord Vorman started to lay out the mission plans.

"Shoot anything which tries to attack you without second thought. I'll be out there with you." Lord Vorman then gathered his two lightsabers, put on a pair of wrist sabers, and a pair of claw sabers. He knew he was going to need to be armed with not just the force, but everything available to him in this fight.

<Lord Vorman, we're approaching the last coordinates of the battle zone.>

"Sattle up marines. Look sharp, lock and load."

The Thunderhawks landed, and the squad of 20 Clone Troopers and Space Marine Terminators jumped out. "Carefull out here. Be mindfull."

It would have to do for now. With the navigation system functioning, albeit erratically, they now needed engines... and sensors indicated a battle of some sort was being fought

OOC:
read my previous post. my people can help get you engines.

A quarter of the way back the raiders turned around, there were posleen swarms on this planet, and the SE ship deserved warning.

"Sir, the raiders appear to be returning"

"Maybe they ran into trouble."

OOC:
read my previous post. my people can help get you engines.
OOC: You said you needed them. I need mine replacing

(OOC: that must be one MASSIVE swarm to survive an explosion of that scale)

"Admiral? What has happened we detected a large explosion, where is Korbald?" The Admiral could not hear any of this as his ears were now bleeding, he did feel himself be slung over someones shoulder and taken somwhere, if he could have seen he would notice that the survivors had constructed a system of RABOTS to help defend from any possible invaders, the ships sheilds had been re-activated and were beaming across the encampment, Krowadan was laid down at the foot of the Kendwina, "Captain, creatures have been detected moving in on our position!" One of the Aides called out to the temporary captain, "Send a communication, if they do not respond then be ready with the Cutting laser system.

OOC: Thousands died, thousands more lived.

OOC: Thousands died, thousands more lived.

(OOC: I was just saying is all)

OOC: You said you needed them. I need mine replacing

OOC: Read post #131. It states they need to destroy their ship which won't get up again. The crew needed medical attention, and whatnot.

"Sir, the raiders appear to be returning"

"Maybe they ran into trouble."


"This is Montag, we have Problems, very hostile problems, and they're all over the place.

"We need to destroy our ship so that others may not get into our systems and steal our technology, so we need you to transport us out of this system. The ship isn't going to get up again.
Most of our transports are operational, as well as our Tie's so we can provide cover in the air. Surprisingly, none of our land assault vehicles were destroyed. Most were just received minor damage. We have good engineer's who can help get your FTL drive operational and your nagigation system back online.

Most of my crew need or require medical attention which we don't have for the forward half of the ship broke off. We can help with your repairs, so that all of us can get off of the planet.

We can also set up a small colony station at your position to maintane contact outside of the system. Our small barrack buildings weren't badly damaged either."

"Our ship can only carry a maximum of one hundred people in cramped conditions, and not even that given that we have lost an entire deck due to hull damage. We can only take prehaps thirty men from you, and we cannot carry any land equipment due to the damage to the shuttlebay. It's not the FTL that is really a problem, it is our sublight engines. They are shot to hell, and we don't know if they can be repaired. The navigation systems have been repaired however

"This is Montag, we have Problems, very hostile problems, and they're all over the place.

"What seems to be the problem?"

"Launching in 3... 2... 1... GO!"
The Thunder Hawks carried the Devil's Ops. Order stationed on the Devistator out of the hangar bay, and they flew out folowed by several Tie Phantom Mk II fighters.

"OK people. You've heard the reports get your masks on, and lock and load your bolters. We're going to need several plasma riffles out here in this mission. Flamer's aren't going to be much use here." Lord Vorman started to lay out the mission plans.

"Shoot anything which tries to attack you without second thought. I'll be out there with you." Lord Vorman then gathered his two lightsabers, put on a pair of wrist sabers, and a pair of claw sabers. He knew he was going to need to be armed with not just the force, but everything available to him in this fight.

<Lord Vorman, we're approaching the last coordinates of the battle zone.>

"Sattle up marines. Look sharp, lock and load."

The Thunderhawks landed, and the squad of 20 Clone Troopers and Space Marine Terminators jumped out. "Carefull out here. Be mindfull."


There were no posleen left at the battle site, no human bodies either, just smashed siege tanks and stingers, craters and plasma burns were evident everywhere, and there were no corpses, the most horrifying part of any posleen battlefield was the lack of corpses, because the corpses went to feed the swarms.

"What seems to be the problem?"

"Posleen swarms, the planets crawling with them, and they're heavily armed too, we detected alot of plasma guns before we turned back, now look, we might be able to hold them off long enough to get you out of here, but I'm not too sure of it myself, so you have two options, run like hell, or use every weapon on your ship to kill every last one of them.

The swarm was nearing the Kadunan ships, they had recieved the transmission and ignored it, the thres were fleeing them before battle was even joined, they would make for poor opponents.

"Posleen swarms, the planets crawling with them, and they're heavily armed too, we detected alot of plasma guns before we turned back, now look, we might be able to hold them off long enough to get you out of here, but I'm not too sure of it myself, so you have two options, run like hell, or use every weapon on your ship to kill every last one of them.

"A Snake only strikes when threatened. I think this counts."

The entire crew, even the ones that were injured, suited up, grabbing pulse rifles, shoulder-mounted cannons, any other weapons that they could find, coming outside and digging trenches very quickly. There was some mortars, but very few in total.

"We cannot run... and the ships weapons are useless in this... we will fight!"

"A Snake only strikes when threatened. I think this counts."

The entire crew, even the ones that were injured, suited up, grabbing pulse rifles, shoulder-mounted cannons, any other weapons that they could find, coming outside and digging trenches very quickly. There was some mortars, but very few in total.

"We cannot run... and the ships weapons are useless in this... we will fight!"


"All right, if the swarms small enough we might win, but if there's more than 2-3 thousand we're doomed."

The assault marines began to deploy, the stingers readied their guns, while the air units prepared to drop their bombs and run, posleen were murder on aircraft.

"Captain, no response!" The Aide called out "huh, put the Lasers to full, charge up the displacement field, everyone get ready to fight!"

"All right, if the swarms small enough we might win, but if there's more than 2-3 thousand we're doomed."

The assault marines began to deploy, the stingers readied their guns, while the air units prepared to drop their bombs and run, posleen were murder on aircraft.

"We're ready for you"

The dark templar moved ovwer the landscape, invisible to the naked eye, they followed the trail of the raider group to the site of the battle, it was a massacre, the marines were all food for the swarm by now, and there had apparently been a second force, few in number, but powerful, that had attacked the sawarm, possibly the kadunans, but they had been beaten off, so the marinwes had been slaughtered, now to tell the generals.

The air wings moved over the landscape, detecting posleen signatures everywhere, they were wary, the wraiths were cloaked, invisible even to posleen sensors, and the valkyries were flying nape of the earth, avoiding the height that would let every posleen in range hit them, they flew towards the kadunan ships, their mission changed from trade to aid, and they would give aid with every weapon they had.

"Captain, no response!" The Aide called out "huh, put the Lasers to full, charge up the displacement field, everyone get ready to fight!"

The posleen came on, the first few firing ineffectually at the ship as it came into sight, now they would fight, and some would die, but they would win.

The site of the crashed ship was empty save for the RABOTS which were now firing against the Posleen, the rest hed taken up positions within the Kendwina, they were infact waiting for the right time to strike, the Predatory instinct of their predecessors had began to return to them, they were supoosed to be the hunters and not the hunted, but they waited for the right moment.

"We're ready for you"

"We're taking up positions outside the ship, no way to fight them to our best advantage in their, we'll be fine, don't worry."

With that the swrm arrived, nearly 5 thousand strong it was like a yellow wave across the land, its only purpose the death of those who defended the ships, and they acted, firing their railguns and shotguns, having no real effect, but working themselves into a killing frenzy.

The assault marines returned fire, they were doomed without a hefty dose of luck, but it had happened before, they could still win, and they intended to do just that, launching grenades into the midst of the enemy ranks, and focusing on the god-kings to sow trouble among the normals, it would have to be enough, they would just have to hold.

The site of the crashed ship was empty save for the RABOTS which were now firing against the Posleen, the rest hed taken up positions within the Kendwina, they were infact waiting for the right time to strike, the Predatory instinct of their predecessors had began to return to them, they were supoosed to be the hunters and not the hunted, but they waited for the right moment.

The swarm was cut down by the RABOTS, but more came on, 3 thousand remained of the original swarm, and they would feast upon the corpses of the fallen, they silenced the guns one at a time, the god-king targeting systems ensuring acccuracy in this fight.

The wraiths and valkyries snuck up on the posleen, or at least as close as sneaking as something that large could get, the valkyries dropped their bombs, and the wraiths fired, remaining hidden from sight and sensors by their powerful cloaking systems, their lasers picked off god-kings one at a time, but it wasn't enough, the valkyries were shot down, the wraiths eventually decloaked, and then they too were shot down, but only 1500 remained under god-king control, meaning that the kadunans now had a very good chance of victory.

The Kaduna on the top of the ship were getting itchy, the Captain told them now was not yet the time, they would wait for the shield to fail before anything would be done, the last of the RABOTS ran out of energy and the sheild began to fail, a few of the Kaduna began to take the miracle drug, and were getting ever more anxious to fight these beasts.

The Kaduna on the top of the ship were getting itchy, the Captain told them now was not yet the time, they would wait for the shield to fail before anything would be done, the last of the RABOTS ran out of energy and the sheild began to fail, a few of the Kaduna began to take the miracle drug, and were getting ever more anxious to fight these beasts.


The posleen were rampaging now, they advanced at a run towards the ship, and the cowards that hid behind machines for their fighting, many had died, but many lived also, and the remnants of the swarm were hungry.

"Our ship can only carry a maximum of one hundred people in cramped conditions, and not even that given that we have lost an entire deck due to hull damage. We can only take prehaps thirty men from you, and we cannot carry any land equipment due to the damage to the shuttlebay. It's not the FTL that is really a problem, it is our sublight engines. They are shot to hell, and we don't know if they can be repaired. The navigation systems have been repaired however

"We can help with deck repairs before we destroy our ship. Wield some of our hull onto yours. Our sublight engines are shot as well. Lord Vorman is a force weilder, and a strong one at that. He could lift the ship using the force up and out of the planet. (ooc: Is your transporter working?)
Most of our transports are opperational so we can leave with that. We're also setting up a base, so some will stay behind to get that up and running."

"We have tactical displays that can be modified for nav-system duty, and a few other items that might be useful."

'We are looking for engine parts. Do you have any?'

The swarm was advancing on the two Dominion ships, but their defenses were ready to defeat the posleen, they had heavy armor and weapons on the line, and the ships and tanks were already firing on the attackers, blowing holes that were filled in seconds by the sheer numbers of the swarm, the hellmakers launched incinerator rockets, burning everything that was caught in the blasts, but still the swarm came on, nothing seemed able to stop them, because the casualties they had already suffered would be enough to send any human force into blind panic, but the posleen didn't care, they simply came on, diying, hundreds killed for every foot of ground they gained.

"Sir, I've got communication and tracking systmes back online!"

"Good. Let's see who else is on this planet."

"It's hard to tell my lord, but it looks like that Snake Eaters is here. As well as Moleland. They are all apart of the GE. We should try to contact one of them."

"Let's try Snake Eaters, then Moleland. We may beable to help them out."

"This is the HSS Devistator to any surviving Snake Eater and Moleland ships. This is Lord Vorman of the Galactic Empire of Huntaer. We have crashlanded on this planet and would like any assistance possible with repairs. Attention allies of the GE. We require assistance. We can help out too should you need it."
Keep repeating the message untill we get an answer."

OOC: i'm not an active member so... No. I'm not a member of the GE.

I'll respond if you want me to.

'We are looking for engine parts. Do you have any?'

"Our engines are out, we need parts as badlty as you do I'm sure, I'm sorry that we can't help you."

OOC: i'm not an active member so... No. I'm not a member of the GE.

I'll respond if you want me to.

yeah. why not.

The posleen were rampaging now, they advanced at a run towards the ship, and the cowards that hid behind machines for their fighting, many had died, but many lived also, and the remnants of the swarm were hungry.

The crazed anxious furied warriors of Kadun leapt down at their enemy, Axes sweeping as they fell into the melee, of the twelve original survivors only ten remained to fight and fight they would, for Kadun and for the destruction of the Warrior Priests, the events still stuck in their heads pushing on the aggresivness forcing them on pulling them further into rage.

The crazed anxious furied warriors of Kadun leapt down at their enemy, Axes sweeping as they fell into the melee, of the twelve original survivors only ten remained to fight and fight they would, for Kadun and for the destruction of the Warrior Priests, the events still stuck in their heads pushing on the aggresivness forcing them on pulling them further into rage.

The posleen were shocked by the ferocity of the atack, they paused, and in that horrible instant they spelled their own doom, hundreds fell in seconds, and they could not hope to win, but they didn't run, they attacked, their blades cleaving the air and trying for flesh, they cried their defiance to the skies and fought the monsters who had come down among them, but it was useless, before 5 minutes were up they were in a full fledged rout, the god-kings were dead and the normals were fleeing for their lives, the Kadunans had won, for now.

They counted once more the casualties taken in that fight, 8 were left, Krowadan was far too injured, they would need to get off this planet now, but to start they would need to leave this potentially weak site, the only other option being that of the Moles, a DSRBOT was taken an attempt to communicate made, they had a rough guess of where to go and so they began.

"Our engines are out, we need parts as badlty as you do I'm sure, I'm sorry that we can't help you."

'Nevermind. Perhaps some other time, my friend!'

'Sir, the recovery team is ready.'

'Excellant, launch the assault transport and it's escort.'

'Aye sir!'

The Transport and the 3 fighters headed towards the Kadunians... Not knowing the battle that was unfolding...

yeah. why not.

'This is Captain Mckoy. How can i help you?

They counted once more the casualties taken in that fight, 8 were left, Krowadan was far too injured, they would need to get off this planet now, but to start they would need to leave this potentially weak site, the only other option being that of the Moles, a DSRBOT was taken an attempt to communicate made, they had a rough guess of where to go and so they began.


The posleen would not return for a long time to attack the Kadunans, they had plenty of time to move out and erach the molish ships safely.

There were no posleen left at the battle site, no human bodies either, just smashed siege tanks and stingers, craters and plasma burns were evident everywhere, and there were no corpses, the most horrifying part of any posleen battlefield was the lack of corpses, because the corpses went to feed the swarms.

"Jesus. There isn't anything here. Not even human corpses."

"I wonder exactly what happened here."

"My Lord! Sir! Hostile activity outside of the area!"

"Can you pinpoint the activity corpral?"

"Sir, it looks like there are a bunch of swarms of something attacking the other people who've crashed here."

"All right. We're going in to help them. Remember your training, and you shouldn't have to give into fear after fighting the Phantoms."

"Yes sir."

Lord Vorman and his squad of marines got back into the Thunder Hawks, and lifted up to the next battle zone.

"Sir, it looks like the defendants aren't doing so well. They're down to eight people according to scanners."

"Sir!" A private points to what looks like a swarm of aliens.

"Pilot, launch 2 missiles furthest away from the front. We don't want to end up wounding anyone who might be usefull for us."

<Roger that. Fireing concussion missiles.>

Assault transport Omega 1 with it's 3 fighters in escort over looked the sea od destruction.

The pilot merely gasped...

The commaning officer opened comunications.

'Hail survivers. The Moles have returned to pick up the parts we need to fix our hyperdrive. respond...'

'This is Captain Mckoy. How can i help you?

"Captain, we need some help getting off of this planet for our ship will never beable to get off again. We're setting up a main base to keep an eye on the activities on this planet. Hopefully, we can solve what's causing the disruption with all of these ships.

We need to destroy our ship so that none may steal our technology and we require that some of our people be transported off of our planet and back into Huntarian space. We can assure you that the emperor would be most pleased to hear that you helped rescue us, and he will see to it that you'll be rewarded. What assistance do you need, if any? We're willing to exchange whatever nessesairy."

Assault transport Omega 1 with it's 3 fighters in escort over looked the sea od destruction.

The pilot merely gasped...

The commaning officer opened comunications.

'Hail survivers. The Moles have returned to pick up the parts we need to fix our hyperdrive. respond...'

(OOC: is that me if so then I'm no longer at the Kendwina, i left to look for you)

"We're taking up positions outside the ship, no way to fight them to our best advantage in their, we'll be fine, don't worry."

With that the swrm arrived, nearly 5 thousand strong it was like a yellow wave across the land, its only purpose the death of those who defended the ships, and they acted, firing their railguns and shotguns, having no real effect, but working themselves into a killing frenzy.

The assault marines returned fire, they were doomed without a hefty dose of luck, but it had happened before, they could still win, and they intended to do just that, launching grenades into the midst of the enemy ranks, and focusing on the god-kings to sow trouble among the normals, it would have to be enough, they would just have to hold.

"Commander, shouldn't we advance?"

"No. They sacrificed themselves for us. When the swarm comes here, we will fight with every last shot we can pour into them"

"We can help with deck repairs before we destroy our ship. Wield some of our hull onto yours. Our sublight engines are shot as well. Lord Vorman is a force weilder, and a strong one at that. He could lift the ship using the force up and out of the planet. (ooc: Is your transporter working?)
Most of our transports are opperational so we can leave with that. We're also setting up a base, so some will stay behind to get that up and running."

OOC: Transporters are online

IC: "Anything to get us out of here would be welcome"

"Captain, we need some help getting off of this planet for our ship will never beable to get off again. We're setting up a main base to keep an eye on the activities on this planet. Hopefully, we can solve what's causing the disruption with all of these ships.

We need to destroy our ship so that none may steal our technology and we require that some of our people be transported off of our planet and back into Huntarian space. We can assure you that the emperor would be most pleased to hear that you helped rescue us, and he will see to it that you'll be rewarded. What assistance do you need, if any? We're willing to exchange whatever nessesairy."

'engine parts... and a replacement hyperdrive. Can you provide us with these? How many people do you have with you?

'engine parts... and a replacement hyperdrive. Can you provide us with these? How many people do you have with you?

"We only have 100,000 crew alive out of 600,000. We have 20,000 Clone Troopers and Space Marines alive as well. As we stated, we're going to leave some behind at the base. We can help you with the replacement Hyperdrive for ours is still functional. We can give you engine parts as well, those are still in good contition."

(OOC: is that me if so then I'm no longer at the Kendwina, i left to look for you)

OOC: Whoops didn't see that :p You should have heard the Transports engines groan overhead then.

IC: 'Sir, our sensors detect they have left this area... and heading towards our ship.'

'Return to base then. Keep an eye out for them.'

'Aye sir.'

The ships began to fly back.

"Jesus. There isn't anything here. Not even human corpses."

"I wonder exactly what happened here."

"My Lord! Sir! Hostile activity outside of the area!"

"Can you pinpoint the activity corpral?"

"Sir, it looks like there are a bunch of swarms of something attacking the other people who've crashed here."

"All right. We're going in to help them. Remember your training, and you shouldn't have to give into fear after fighting the Phantoms."

"Yes sir."

Lord Vorman and his squad of marines got back into the Thunder Hawks, and lifted up to the next battle zone.

"Sir, it looks like the defendants aren't doing so well. They're down to eight people according to scanners."

"Sir!" A private points to what looks like a swarm of aliens.

"Pilot, launch 2 missiles furthest away from the front. We don't want to end up wounding anyone who might be usefull for us."

<Roger that. Fireing concussion missiles.>


The missiles smasehd a portion of the swarm, but that was not a good thing, every god-king in range targeted the ships, and where a god-king shoots so fire his troops, so there were now thousands of railgun, shotgun, plasma, and HVM rounds in the air, all targeted on the Huntarian ship tha had dared to fire on them.

The swarm around the Dominion ships was momentarily checked by the detonations, and the assault marines hit back in their moment of distraction, blasting everything that moved with impaler rounds, throwing grenades, stabbing and hacking if necessary, the goliaths and hellmakers added their own firepower to the mix, flames and bullets chewed up the swarm, shock cannon dropped hell on the follow on forces, and the lasers picked off god-kings, but the swarm kept coming, after they launched at the Huntarians they turned back to the Dominion Marines, renewing their assault.

"We only have 100,000 crew alive out of 600,000. We have 20,000 Clone Troopers and Space Marines alive as well. As we stated, we're going to leave some behind at the base. We can help you with the replacement Hyperdrive for ours is still functional. We can give you engine parts as well, those are still in good contition."


OOC: That's alot of space marines and clone troopers.

"We only have 100,000 crew alive out of 600,000. We have 20,000 Clone Troopers and Space Marines alive as well. As we stated, we're going to leave some behind at the base. We can help you with the replacement Hyperdrive for ours is still functional. We can give you engine parts as well, those are still in good contition."

The captain smiled. at last. A way home!

' We are not a large ship, so at a squeeze we could only take about 1000 inside our ship, with another 1000 in our shuttles and transports. Is this good enough?'

OOC: Transporters are online

IC: "Anything to get us out of here would be welcome"

"Our engines unfortunatly won't match with your technology (you're star trek correct?). We do have experience in your area however and can attempt. We're going to help out Moleland with his ship, and we can aid with you. As we promised to Moleland, the emperor would be glad to reward you the safe return of the Devistator's surviving crew and it's master, Lord Vorman."

OOC: What I plan to do is similar how Xmen 2 ended. Vorman lifts the ship into the air with the force rather than phsycic abilities(spelling sucks). Unlike the ending however, I plan for your ship to transport him and several space marine terminators at the last second before the swarms attacking(forgot their real names) as soon as your ship reaches the upper atmosphere and jumps to warp speed.

"Our engines unfortunatly won't match with your technology (you're star trek correct?). We do have experience in your area however and can attempt. We're going to help out Moleland with his ship, and we can aid with you. As we promised to Moleland, the emperor would be glad to reward you the safe return of the Devistator's surviving crew and it's master, Lord Vorman."

OOC: What I plan to do is similar how Xmen 2 ended. Vorman lifts the ship into the air with the force rather than phsycic abilities(spelling sucks). Unlike the ending however, I plan for your ship to transport him and several space marine terminators at the last second before the swarms attacking(forgot their real names) as soon as your ship reaches the upper atmosphere and jumps to warp speed.

OOC: Yeah, I use mostly ST, and sounds like a plan

IC: "I understand... we are currently on the verge of an engagement with hostile creatures, and as you have infinatley more troops than we do (I only have about 40 total, down from 45 normal crew compliment, it's a Defiant-class), could you provide us with some support in exchange for us transporting some of your troops"

The captain smiled. at last. A way home!

' We are not a large ship, so at a squeeze we could only take about 1000 inside our ship, with another 1000 in our shuttles and transports. Is this good enough?'

OOC: Not a large ship! I only have fourty crew-members! And I can barely fit in another twenty people!

OOC: Not a large ship! I only have fourty crew-members! And I can barely fit in another twenty people!

That's like peole standing in the corridors, flooding the bridge, peopels quarters, the weapons rooms...

Every where full.

OOC: That's alot of space marines and clone troopers.

SSD's can hold up to 83,000 troops. only 20,000 survived (still fairly big)


The missiles smasehd a portion of the swarm, but that was not a good thing, every god-king in range targeted the ships, and where a god-king shoots so fire his troops, so there were now thousands of railgun, shotgun, plasma, and HVM rounds in the air, all targeted on the Huntarian ship tha had dared to fire on them.

The swarm around the Dominion ships was momentarily checked by the detonations, and the assault marines hit back in their moment of distraction, blasting everything that moved with impaler rounds, throwing grenades, stabbing and hacking if necessary, the goliaths and hellmakers added their own firepower to the mix, flames and bullets chewed up the swarm, shock cannon dropped hell on the follow on forces, and the lasers picked off god-kings, but the swarm kept coming, after they launched at the Huntarians they turned back to the Dominion Marines, renewing their assault.

"SHIT! EVASIVE ACTION PILOT! Where is that God Damned Phantom Squadron, to provide us cover?!" Seargent Vermillon shouts.

"They're right next to us seargent."

"Wha--??"
Phantom Squadron decloaked and began to attack the swarms. They took the shots fired at the Thunder Hawk which carried Lord Vorman.

<Sir! We lost the other Thunder Hawk!>
Great. "Prepair to circle around above battle. Mabey we can get in after those things get destracted by Phantom Squadron."

<Aye sir... Gaaa-----*CFFFFTTTT........>

"Damn. Pilot's dead and we can't get into the cockpit. I'll drive from here. Hold on boys, this is going to get bumpy." Lord Vorman reached out through the force and "grabbed" the controls and kept the Thunder Hawk steady as possible.
Mean while, Phantom Squadron was out flying about in their new Specter Tie Series Fighters(includes Phantom mk II, Tie Poltergeist, Tie Specter, Tie Ghost). The ships rappidly cloaked and decloaked, attacking like ghosts.

OOC: Yeah, I use mostly ST, and sounds like a plan

IC: "I understand... we are currently on the verge of an engagement with hostile creatures, and as you have infinatley more troops than we do (I only have about 40 total, down from 45 normal crew compliment, it's a Defiant-class), could you provide us with some support in exchange for us transporting some of your troops"

"We'll send in every drop ship and transport available. We must ensure survival. Comander Brailor out."


The captain smiled. at last. A way home!

' We are not a large ship, so at a squeeze we could only take about 1000 inside our ship, with another 1000 in our shuttles and transports. Is this good enough?'

"That's enough. We can carry twenty in the average transport (lambda and sentinel shuttles) out of the planet, and we're leaving the rest here at the base. Snake Eaters has offered space for some of our troops, and we're developing a plan to get him out." (you may have seen it)

Comander Brailor out."

'What now sir?'

'We wait for them to bring us there parts. Then we bunch in together, and try and make to there homeworld.

"We'll send in every drop ship and transport available. We must ensure survival. Comander Brailor out."



"That's enough. We can carry twenty in the average transport (lambda and sentinel shuttles) out of the planet, and we're leaving the rest here at the base. Snake Eaters has offered space for some of our troops, and we're developing a plan to get him out." (you may have seen it)

Comander Brailor out."

"What now, Commander?"

"Now we must hold out. The Dune Raiders can fall back to us, and the Huntaerian Imperial forces are on the way"

'Sir, our sensors detect they have left this area... and heading towards our ship.'

'Return to base then. Keep an eye out for them.'

'Aye sir.'

The ships began to fly back.

The pumping steroids and adrenelin meant that the Kaduna could run across the choke filled hell hole, they ran over hills and through methane clouds, they ran until they could run no more, they had to rest, Fatigue had finally caught up with them, fortunantly Krowadan had managed to get his hearing back, his leg looked increasingly worse, the blood had clotted and now formed a twisted mess of shredded armour and flesh, he had a band wrapped around his eyes jsut to indicate that he could not use them, they waited til they could hear in the background a distinct engine roar, it was the Moles, they got up and began to run towards the sound shouting out to them.

'What now sir?'

'We wait for them to bring us there parts. Then we bunch in together, and try and make to there homeworld.

Several builder shuttles dropped out of the hangar bay, carrying engine parts, and a hyperdrive towards the Moleland ship. Several Tie Dart's have been assigned to protect them should they get attacked.

"There it is commander."

"I see her. Bring us down near the Moleland ship. I'd like to meet their leader." Commander Brailor's Lambda Shuttle landed, as the builder shuttle's dropped off the engine supplies and hyperdrive cores.
Commander Brailor walked out followed by two Space Marine Terminators.

He looked up at the sky through his enviormental mask.
"Corpral, I'd like some atmospheric processer to be set up from the remains of our star destroyer. Let's get this air breathable."

<Aye sir.>


"What now, Commander?"

"Now we must hold out. The Dune Raiders can fall back to us, and the Huntaerian Imperial forces are on the way"


The rest of the Thunder Hawks left, carrying 250 men to the war site.
Kirtir Knight Assilor watched as his Lambda Shuttle rocketed to the war site. His two younger brothers, both Kirtir Knights also, sat behind him.
"Usslar, Tikar, are you too ready for war?"

"Yes brother."

"*sigh. Alright. Get your gear ready. We're going to meet up with Lord Vorman and Captain Mcoy of that Defiant ship. Our goal is to kill as many swarm as possible."

The group of 10 Thunder Hawks could be seen in the horizon, infront of them were several bombers, dropping bombs onto the swarms below to clear away some space as the Thunder Hawks flew forth.

The Thunder Hawks dropped off their marines, and began to transport 15 hundred more.

SSD's can hold up to 83,000 troops. only 20,000 survived (still fairly big)



"SHIT! EVASIVE ACTION PILOT! Where is that God Damned Phantom Squadron, to provide us cover?!" Seargent Vermillon shouts.

"They're right next to us seargent."

"Wha--??"
Phantom Squadron decloaked and began to attack the swarms. They took the shots fired at the Thunder Hawk which carried Lord Vorman.

<Sir! We lost the other Thunder Hawk!>
Great. "Prepair to circle around above battle. Mabey we can get in after those things get destracted by Phantom Squadron."

<Aye sir... Gaaa-----*CFFFFTTTT........>

"Damn. Pilot's dead and we can't get into the cockpit. I'll drive from here. Hold on boys, this is going to get bumpy." Lord Vorman reached out through the force and "grabbed" the controls and kept the Thunder Hawk steady as possible.
Mean while, Phantom Squadron was out flying about in their new Specter Tie Series Fighters(includes Phantom mk II, Tie Poltergeist, Tie Specter, Tie Ghost). The ships rappidly cloaked and decloaked, attacking like ghosts.


The swarm attacked, firing at every threat, the phantoms, the retreating thunderhawks, the defending marines, everything came under fire, but it was unorganized fire, no real aiming was involved, just panicked firing, lashing out at invisible enemies.

"What now, Commander?"

"Now we must hold out. The Dune Raiders can fall back to us, and the Huntaerian Imperial forces are on the way"

The raiders were holding, they ahd built a wall of dead posleen in front of them, and it was giving them more protection than the holes they'd dug, the instant a posleen topped the wall it was shot down, landing on either side and adding to their defenses.

Several builder shuttles dropped out of the hangar bay, carrying engine parts, and a hyperdrive towards the Moleland ship. Several Tie Dart's have been assigned to protect them should they get attacked.

"There it is commander."

"I see her. Bring us down near the Moleland ship. I'd like to meet their leader." Commander Brailor's Lambda Shuttle landed, as the builder shuttle's dropped off the engine supplies and hyperdrive cores.
Commander Brailor walked out followed by two Space Marine Terminators.

He looked up at the sky through his enviormental mask.
"Corpral, I'd like some atmospheric processer to be set up from the remains of our star destroyer. Let's get this air breathable."

<Aye sir.>



The rest of the Thunder Hawks left, carrying 250 men to the war site.
Kirtir Knight Assilor watched as his Lambda Shuttle rocketed to the war site. His two younger brothers, both Kirtir Knights also, sat behind him.
"Usslar, Tikar, are you too ready for war?"

"Yes brother."

"*sigh. Alright. Get your gear ready. We're going to meet up with Lord Vorman and Captain Mcoy of that Defiant ship. Our goal is to kill as many swarm as possible."

The group of 10 Thunder Hawks could be seen in the horizon, infront of them were several bombers, dropping bombs onto the swarms below to clear away some space as the Thunder Hawks flew forth.

The Thunder Hawks dropped off their marines, and began to transport 15 hundred more.


The swarms around the SE ship were not taking the attack very well, they retakliated with their frighteningly accurate AA fire, although they sucked otherwise it seemed that they could hit anything that rose above the horizon under power.

The posleen pushed forward around the downed ships, and they were killed just as quickly, but the marines were running low on ammunition, and the goliaths and hellmakers had used up all of their rockets long ago, the air units were all destroyed, only the siege tanks had no ammo problems, they and the ships both used energy weapons, so they had ammo as long as they had power.

sir said an enginer phasers are on line . the moles wont trade deploy 100 raptors with a full photon load out we take what we need

The raiders were holding, they ahd built a wall of dead posleen in front of them, and it was giving them more protection than the holes they'd dug, the instant a posleen topped the wall it was shot down, landing on either side and adding to their defenses.

The Snake troops were firing steadily, a tribute to their training. The pulse rifles were robust weapons, well suited to war. With only a single type of round fired, a powerpack that could last for three hundred round, and built to survive whilst keeping things simple, the weapon was amazing. It had been adapted from Tau technology, aquired in a trade not long ago. Since then, the pulse carbines and pulse rifles had been reverse-enginnered.

Commander Vorien checked his powerpack, and sighed. He was down to fifty shots, and had another pack beside him. The size of a 5.56mm thirty round magazine, it was a great achievement, and now it was paying off,"ONly aim at what you can hit, Huntaerian forces should be here soon!"

OOC: Right, so anyone who knows Tau weaponry knows roughly what I'm on about. I've included the pictures of what I consider to be the weapon designs at this moment in time.

Rifle: http://photobucket.com/albums/a6/SnakeEaters/Colonial%20Marines/?action=view&current=Snakerifle.jpg

Carbine/SMG: http://photobucket.com/albums/a6/SnakeEaters/Colonial%20Marines/?action=view&current=Snakecarbine.jpg

sir said an enginer phasers are on line . the moles wont trade deploy 100 raptors with a full photon load out we take what we need

A single C-Dec swarm had found the Sephirothian units, now they attacked, their insanely accurate AA fire blasting out at anything that rose above the horizon, while the normals assaulted the shi[p and those around it.

OOC: A C-Dec holds approximately 3600 troops.

The Snake troops were firing steadily, a tribute to their training. The pulse rifles were robust weapons, well suited to war. With only a single type of round fired, a powerpack that could last for three hundred round, and built to survive whilst keeping things simple, the weapon was amazing. It had been adapted from Tau technology, aquired in a trade not long ago. Since then, the pulse carbines and pulse rifles had been reverse-enginnered.

Commander Vorien checked his powerpack, and sighed. He was down to fifty shots, and had another pack beside him. The size of a 5.56mm thirty round magazine, it was a great achievement, and now it was paying off,"ONly aim at what you can hit, Huntaerian forces should be here soon!"

OOC: Right, so anyone who knows Tau weaponry knows roughly what I'm on about. I've included the pictures of what I consider to be the weapon designs at this moment in time.

Rifle: http://photobucket.com/albums/a6/SnakeEaters/?action=view&current=Snakerifle.jpg

Carbine/SMG: http://photobucket.com/albums/a6/SnakeEaters/?action=view&current=Snakecarbine.jpg


The swarm was being held back, but soon the marnes would be out of ammo, and then they would close for the harvesting, once the threshkreen were dealt with they would take the ship and deal with the thresh within.

The Snake troops were firing steadily, a tribute to their training. The pulse rifles were robust weapons, well suited to war. With only a single type of round fired, a powerpack that could last for three hundred round, and built to survive whilst keeping things simple, the weapon was amazing. It had been adapted from Tau technology, aquired in a trade not long ago. Since then, the pulse carbines and pulse rifles had been reverse-enginnered.

Commander Vorien checked his powerpack, and sighed. He was down to fifty shots, and had another pack beside him. The size of a 5.56mm thirty round magazine, it was a great achievement, and now it was paying off,"ONly aim at what you can hit, Huntaerian forces should be here soon!"

OOC: Right, so anyone who knows Tau weaponry knows roughly what I'm on about. I've included the pictures of what I consider to be the weapon designs at this moment in time.

Rifle: http://photobucket.com/albums/a6/SnakeEaters/Colonial%20Marines/?action=view&current=Snakerifle.jpg

Carbine/SMG: http://photobucket.com/albums/a6/SnakeEaters/Colonial%20Marines/?action=view&current=Snakecarbine.jpg

"Move out! Oppen fire at anything non human!" Seargent Vermillon shouts.
*bang* Someone shot a small bullet at his armor, just as a joke for he was an alien after all. "...Any more assholes who get's another funny idea will be shot. We have more ammo than our allies, but that doesn't mean we can wast it all. WHERE ARE THE AUTO-TARGETTERS!?!"

Lord Vorman glided ahead, rather than using his own feet up to the Snake Eater's position. He was dressed in black as night, his eyes glowed yellow and he feared nothing. He activated his Light Scythe (http://rpggamer.org/shippics/lightreaper.jpg) which glowed red. He walked up behind Commander Vorien and tapped him on his sholder. "Help is on the way sir. Our troops are raiding the air as we speak."

(OOC: Basicly, picture the grim reaper walking up behind you with glowing yellow eyes and replace the blade on his scythe with a red glowing lightsaber-blade.)

Vorien had to rub his eyes,"You'll excuse my expression, Lord Vorman. Humans are naturally afraid of anything that looks like the Grim Reaper"

I wonder if he knows that one of our soliders at home is on first-name terms with Death herself

"Move out! Oppen fire at anything non human!" Seargent Vermillon shouts.
*bang* Someone shot a small bullet at his armor, just as a joke for he was an alien after all. "...Any more assholes who get's another funny idea will be shot. We have more ammo than our allies, but that doesn't mean we can wast it all. WHERE ARE THE AUTO-TARGETTERS!?!"

Lord Vorman glided ahead, rather than using his own feet up to the Snake Eater's position. He was dressed in black as night, his eyes glowed yellow and he feared nothing. He activated his Light Scythe (http://rpggamer.org/shippics/lightreaper.jpg) which glowed red. He walked up behind Commander Vorien and tapped him on his sholder. "Help is on the way sir. Our troops are raiding the air as we speak."

(OOC: Basicly, picture the grim reaper walking up behind you with glowing yellow eyes and replace the blade on his scythe with a red glowing lightsaber-blade.)

OOC: Air is bad against posleen, they're hideously accurate when it comes to air threats.

IC:

The Huntarians were near the rear of the swarm, the back ranks turned to face the approaching threat, they would have glory this day when they feasted upon the get of their foes.

Vorien had to rub his eyes,"You'll excuse my expression, Lord Vorman. Humans are naturally afraid of anything that looks like the Grim Reaper"

I wonder if he knows that one of our soliders at home is on first-name terms with Death herself

"Of course, for, no offense, you aren't trained for all types of possible scenarios in wars. We're trained from birth, and until we die in battle. My idea is to strike terror into those whom we're fighting against, or strike terror to our allies to let us know what the enemy is going to be dealing with. Sergeant Vermillon, give the good commander our reports."

"Sir, we're sending in 250 good men ready to fight as transports are under way. We're sending out vehical support and anti-infantry. We have our invisible fighters striking from the air as you may somewhat notice. We have 1500 more troops on the way to the front lines, and another 10,000 behind enemy lines out of our 20,000 who've survived.


OOC: Air is bad against posleen, they're hideously accurate when it comes to air threats.

OOC: You do know they're shooting at mostly invisible ships right? and pilots who've literally have had over a thousand years worth of training? And have seen terrors and not just the common ones such as your posleen?
These are the elite forces of Huntaer your polsleen are dealing with. Devil's Ops, Phantom Squadron (my evil version of Rouge Squadron), and experienced Kirtir Knights and a Kirtir Lord? Though the Devastator was old, it consisted some of the best-of-the-best in Huntaer.

[quote=Mini Miehm
The Huntarians were near the rear of the swarm, the back ranks turned to face the approaching threat, they would have glory this day when they feasted upon the get of their foes.[/quote]

Above in the air, Phantom Squadron continuously cloaked and decloaked as they shot at their enemies. Captain Trilstien, flew his Tie Poltergeist arount the battle below and fired all 4 of his cannons. "All Phantom members who drive the Specter Ties and Phantom mk II Ties, I want you to fire all of your missiles and torpeatoes down to the surfface at those damn alliens below. Check your targets to not hit anything else."

"Of course, for, no offense, you aren't trained for all types of possible scenarios in wars. We're trained from birth, and until we die in battle. My idea is to strike terror into those whom we're fighting against, or strike terror to our allies to let us know what the enemy is going to be dealing with. Sergeant Vermillon, give the good commander our reports."

"Sir, we're sending in 250 good men ready to fight as transports are under way. We're sending out vehical support and anti-infantry. We have our invisible fighters striking from the air as you may somewhat notice. We have 1500 more troops on the way to the front lines, and another 10,000 behind enemy lines out of our 20,000 who've survived.



OOC: You do know they're shooting at mostly invisible ships right? and pilots who've literally have had over a thousand years worth of training? And have seen terrors and not just the common ones such as your posleen?
These are the elite forces of Huntaer your polsleen are dealing with. Devil's Ops, Phantom Squadron (my evil version of Rouge Squadron), and experienced Kirtir Knights and a Kirtir Lord? Though the Devastator was old, it consisted some of the best-of-the-best in Huntaer.



Above in the air, Phantom Squadron continuously cloaked and decloaked as they shot at their enemies. Captain Trilstien, flew his Tie Poltergeist arount the battle below and fired all 4 of his cannons. "All Phantom members who drive the Specter Ties and Phantom mk II Ties, I want you to fire all of your missiles and torpeatoes down to the surfface at those damn alliens below. Check your targets to not hit anything else."

OOC: Posleen technology is stolen from an extremely advanced race called the Aldenata, the Aldenata surpassed even the greatest SF tech, but the Posleen aren't very good at using it, it's the best stuff out there, they're just morons at making it work well, they're like chimps playing with a TV, "look it works, I can change the channel" they have unstoppable tech hampered by the IQ of a small child, understand how it works now?(for mnore clarification look for books by John Ringo, you might ask Theao and a couple of other guys on here too, maybe Tanar woyuld know, but I'm not sure about that one.)

IC:

Every God-King in the swarm fired on the signatires created by the weapons fire, the missiles were picked from the sky and only the cannon hit, immolating dozens of oolt'pos before burning themselves out, the rest of the swarm continued their attacks, either against the Huntarians or the defending Marines, the marines were down to Boma Blades now, and they wouldn't last much longer.

Several builder shuttles dropped out of the hangar bay, carrying engine parts, and a hyperdrive towards the Moleland ship. Several Tie Dart's have been assigned to protect them should they get attacked.

"There it is commander."

"I see her. Bring us down near the Moleland ship. I'd like to meet their leader." Commander Brailor's Lambda Shuttle landed, as the builder shuttle's dropped off the engine supplies and hyperdrive cores.
Commander Brailor walked out followed by two Space Marine Terminators.

He looked up at the sky through his enviormental mask.
"Corpral, I'd like some atmospheric processer to be set up from the remains of our star destroyer. Let's get this air breathable."

<Aye sir.>



The rest of the Thunder Hawks left, carrying 250 men to the war site.
Kirtir Knight Assilor watched as his Lambda Shuttle rocketed to the war site. His two younger brothers, both Kirtir Knights also, sat behind him.
"Usslar, Tikar, are you too ready for war?"

"Yes brother."

"*sigh. Alright. Get your gear ready. We're going to meet up with Lord Vorman and Captain Mcoy of that Defiant ship. Our goal is to kill as many swarm as possible."

The group of 10 Thunder Hawks could be seen in the horizon, infront of them were several bombers, dropping bombs onto the swarms below to clear away some space as the Thunder Hawks flew forth.

The Thunder Hawks dropped off their marines, and began to transport 15 hundred more.

OOC: sorry about late reply. Was unable to post yesterday.

IC: As the Shuttles approached, the hanger bay entered. A transmission was sent.

'Please enter the hanger bay. The tractor beam has been activated'

"Of course, for, no offense, you aren't trained for all types of possible scenarios in wars. We're trained from birth, and until we die in battle. My idea is to strike terror into those whom we're fighting against, or strike terror to our allies to let us know what the enemy is going to be dealing with. Sergeant Vermillon, give the good commander our reports."

"Sir, we're sending in 250 good men ready to fight as transports are under way. We're sending out vehical support and anti-infantry. We have our invisible fighters striking from the air as you may somewhat notice. We have 1500 more troops on the way to the front lines, and another 10,000 behind enemy lines out of our 20,000 who've survived.


OOC: For a Sith, he's quite well-mannered

"We train from the moment we sign on that dotted line, and we do train for an possibility. Let me assure you, Lord Vorman, we have seen things you cannot imagine during our time together."

Vorien listened raptly to the Sergeant,"Many thanks for the support. Let me update you on ourselves. We have a total of fourty five, down from our orginal crew of fifty due to casualaties sustained prior to and after landing. Ou ship spun on impact, and as such is resting upside down, so we cannot use her weapons, which we couldn't anyway at this range. We do have som heavy weapons*As he is speaking, an isomagnetic cannon is fired* but very few. We're relying on the rifles and carbines, but our ammunition can only last for a limited time"

(OOC: Mole, our troops are still stuck out in the wasteland, you gunna pick us up?)

OOC: Sure, why not. I should have flown past you...

I believe I mentioned we were trying to find you.

(OOC: yeah, and then i said that my guys were shouting at you and waving their arms to get your attention)

The posleen were being shredded now by the Huntarian forces, for every Huntarian they killed they lost a dozen oolt'pos, soon they would all be dead, even if it would most likely be too late for the marines, they were fighting hard, but more were falling every minute, and they were not as well trained with blades as with guns.

(OOC: yeah, and then i said that my guys were shouting at you and waving their arms to get your attention)

Occ: ~Ok. Soz.

IC: 'Sir we have found located them.'

'Ok, land here then.'

'Yes sir.'

the Kadunese rejoiced, they would finally be able to leave this hell hole, they hoped that there was still time to stop the Priesthood, Krowadan could now walk himself and didn't need help from his comrades.

The SCVs around the fallen ship were working frantically, with the casualties they had taken against the swarm they were able to abandon one of the ships and cannibilise it for parts, stripping the Hyperion of everyhting thery could use, then fixing everything they could on the NORAD, once they were done they would retrieve everyone they could and get off this mudball.

OOC: For a Sith, he's quite well-mannered

OOC: Note, they aren't actually sith. They are a different variation, and take the honor course of battle. Though they are as brutall as the Sith (sometimes, even more), they maintain their manners. They are taught to respect their enemies.


"We train from the moment we sign on that dotted line, and we do train for an possibility. Let me assure you, Lord Vorman, we have seen things you cannot imagine during our time together."

Vorien listened raptly to the Sergeant,"Many thanks for the support. Let me update you on ourselves. We have a total of fourty five, down from our orginal crew of fifty due to casualaties sustained prior to and after landing. Ou ship spun on impact, and as such is resting upside down, so we cannot use her weapons, which we couldn't anyway at this range. We do have som heavy weapons*As he is speaking, an isomagnetic cannon is fired* but very few. We're relying on the rifles and carbines, but our ammunition can only last for a limited time"

"I see you've been using adapted technology from the Tau. Interesting. My men will be bringing in more weapons as well as ammo. You might be familiar with the Bolt Gun/Pistol. For now commander, you'll be safe with us in charge. The Base is being set up as we speak. Moleland is receiveing the engines from our ship to his. We're almost totaly evacuated from the Devestator. Our troops are prepaired to surround these alien attackers, being dropped off from Thunder Hawk Transports, and several other Lambda Shuttles and Sentinel Landing Craft. We're controling this situation.



The posleen were being shredded now by the Huntarian forces, for every Huntarian they killed they lost a dozen oolt'pos, soon they would all be dead, even if it would most likely be too late for the marines, they were fighting hard, but more were falling every minute, and they were not as well trained with blades as with guns.

OOC: We somewhat live by one of the space marine mottos "For each one of us killed in battle, another 100 enemies die."

IC:
The Space Marines were fighting from behind the Posleen, shooting their bolt guns, pistols, plasma riffles, shot guns.... everything was poured at the enemies. Two more groups of marines were closeing in on the right flanks and the left flanks of the Polseen, surrounding them with heavy artillery fire from AT-AT's and Land Raiders(which rolled over Polseen as they shoot). As soon as the Huntarians came in, chaos was broken from the Polseen and now the Huntarians were causing the chaos.

Whirlwinds fired their rockets and random mines into the center of the Polseen. These were experienced men, not use to loosing a fight.

the Kadunese rejoiced, they would finally be able to leave this hell hole, they hoped that there was still time to stop the Priesthood, Krowadan could now walk himself and didn't need help from his comrades.


The doors opened.

The officer inside choked as the posionious air entered.

'Get inside quick. What happened back there?'

a squad of 200 cloaked lancers sneak up on the mole frigate all 200 fire wolvezss deloak and begin firing their plasma missiles at the firigate

OOC: Note, they aren't actually sith. They are a different variation, and take the honor course of battle. Though they are as brutall as the Sith (sometimes, even more), they maintain their manners. They are taught to respect their enemies.

"I see you've been using adapted technology from the Tau. Interesting. My men will be bringing in more weapons as well as ammo. You might be familiar with the Bolt Gun/Pistol. For now commander, you'll be safe with us in charge. The Base is being set up as we speak. Moleland is receiveing the engines from our ship to his. We're almost totaly evacuated from the Devestator. Our troops are prepaired to surround these alien attackers, being dropped off from Thunder Hawk Transports, and several other Lambda Shuttles and Sentinel Landing Craft. We're controling this situation.

OOC: Ah. Just the title of 'Lord' combined with the red lightsaber made me think it

IC: "Yes, we have some good Tau allies in other sectors. And yes, I have used bolt weapons as well... I find that they are too cumbersome to be truly effective bar in the hands of a Space Marine"

The doors opened.

The officer inside choked as the posionious air entered.

'Get inside quick. What happened back there?'

"We were attacked by worthy opponents, safe to say we won, but at a great cost, Krowadan has lost his vision and soon to be losing his movement!"

The Kadun warriors moved slowly onto the vessel

"We were attacked by worthy opponents, safe to say we won, but at a great cost, Krowadan has lost his vision and soon to be losing his movement!"

The Kadun warriors moved slowly onto the vessel


'Ok. We'd better get backa nd fix the engines.'

'Ok. We'd better get back and fix the engines.'

"ay, unfortunantly all our techies got themselves killed, we'll be needing your help."

a squad of 200 cloaked lancers sneak up on the mole frigate all 200 fire wolvezss deloak and begin firing their plasma missiles at the firigate

The frigate had already detected them.

'Scrabble fighters!'

'Aye sir.'

The four squadrons were Launched

'Hey. They must really want to die flying these heaps of junk.'

'Pay attention alpha 2. Launch advance missiles now!

The Giga fighters engaged the lancers first. The launched a few missiles first, destroying what they hit. Then engaged with Giga laser cannons.

Then, The 6 hyper fighters attacked those alrady damaged ones with missiles and turbo lasers, The missile boats engaged with missiles from long range.

Already, the Lancers had suffered significant casualities. however, the shear numbers meant they broke through, and began the attack run.

The frigates own Giga cannons proved effective at take more out, however, the lancers proved small and nippy, and there numbers to large to intercet all of them.

The plasma missiles struck there target, but independently proved to have little effect. However, the huge volume of them was telling!

'Sir. Sheilds are down to 40%! We must intercept the fighters quickly!'

"ay, unfortunantly all our techies got themselves killed, we'll be needing your help."

'No matter. We'll just have to leae in our own...'

The officer was interupted by a trooper.

'Sir, The Osprey is under attack!'

'What? Max speed. we must get back there.'

'Aye sir.'

OOC: sorry about late reply. Was unable to post yesterday.

IC: As the Shuttles approached, the hanger bay opened. A transmission was sent.

'Please enter the hanger bay. The tractor beam has been activated'

OOC: Huntaer, please respond to this post. you should also have noticed we are under attack.

OOC: Ah. Just the title of 'Lord' combined with the red lightsaber made me think it

OOC: I could see why. Higher ranking is slightly different
(Highest to lowest)

1) Darth
2) Lord
3)____Master(mastered in a special technique: Force, weapons, ect)
3)Master
4)Knight
5)Warrior
6)Padawan


IC: "Yes, we have some good Tau allies in other sectors. And yes, I have used bolt weapons as well... I find that they are too cumbersome to be truly effective bar in the hands of a Space Marine"

"Well, you'll have to deal with these bolters for now since you're low on ammo. While my men attack the Polseen from all sides, we're safe. So, you don't have to worry about them. Get back to your repairs and let us handle this," Lord Vorman turned around to his men, "Where are the vehical support for us?"

"Sir, we have vehical support the right flank, the left flank, and from behind. Vehical support is comming in as we speak," one of the corprals reported, "We also have some mechanics on the way to help repair your Defiant ship. What's her name again?" Bolt guns and blaster riffles could be heard in the back round, as more polseen are killed. There is still a lot of air support comming from Phantom Squadron.

'No matter. We'll just have to leae in our own...'

The officer was interupted by a trooper.

'Sir, The Osprey is under attack!'

'What? Max speed. we must get back there.'

'Aye sir.'

"So you want us to go back with your techies then?"

OOC: sorry about late reply. Was unable to post yesterday.

IC: As the Shuttles approached, the hanger bay entered. A transmission was sent.

'Please enter the hanger bay. The tractor beam has been activated'

"Aye. Entering hangar bay. We're ready to drop off supplies and reinforcements." The Transports entered the hangar bay and began to unload the engine parts.

2 Thunder Hawk Transports and Gunships landed down, and the three Kirtir Knights walked out. Assilor, Usslar, and Tikar.

"I am Kirtir Kight Assilor, and these are my two companions Usslar, and Tikar Captain Mcoy. We've been sent over here by Lord Vorman to help guard your ship untill repairs are done."

OOC: I could see why. Higher ranking is slightly different
(Highest to lowest)

1) Darth
2) Lord
3)____Master(mastered in a special technique: Force, weapons, ect)
3)Master
4)Knight
5)Warrior
6)Padawan



"Well, you'll have to deal with these bolters for now since you're low on ammo. While my men attack the Polseen from all sides, we're safe. So, you don't have to worry about them. Get back to your repairs and let us handle this," Lord Vorman turned around to his men, "Where are the vehical support for us?"

"Sir, we have vehical support the right flank, the left flank, and from behind. Vehical support is comming in as we speak," one of the corprals reported, "We also have some mechanics on the way to help repair your Defiant ship. What's her name again?" Bolt guns and blaster riffles could be heard in the back round, as more polseen are killed. There is still a lot of air support comming from Phantom Squadron.

OOC: So you combined the Jedi and Sith rank structure to create a Sith warrior who follows a similar code to the Jedi? It sounds like the orginal Sith to me, following their interpreation of the Code (Knows his SW history here, and is putting Jedi as his religion on next UK Census)

IC: "We'll deal with the bolters as they come, and the ship is the Okinawa, a location on Terra"

"So you want us to go back with your techies then?"

'I think that's our best option!'

'Keep seated. we may be atttacked as we attempt to return to our ship.'

"Aye. Entering hangar bay. We're ready to drop off supplies and reinforcements." The Transports entered the hangar bay and began to unload the engine parts.

2 Thunder Hawk Transports and Gunships landed down, and the three Kirtir Knights walked out. Assilor, Usslar, and Tikar.

"I am Kirtir Kight Assilor, and these are my two companions Usslar, and Tikar Captain Mcoy. We've been sent over here by Lord Vorman to help guard your ship untill repairs are done."

'Well, you better earn your pay. We are already under attack.'

OOC: Note, they aren't actually sith. They are a different variation, and take the honor course of battle. Though they are as brutall as the Sith (sometimes, even more), they maintain their manners. They are taught to respect their enemies.


"We train from the moment we sign on that dotted line, and we do train for an possibility. Let me assure you, Lord Vorman, we have seen things you cannot imagine during our time together."

Vorien listened raptly to the Sergeant,"Many thanks for the support. Let me update you on ourselves. We have a total of fourty five, down from our orginal crew of fifty due to casualaties sustained prior to and after landing. Ou ship spun on impact, and as such is resting upside down, so we cannot use her weapons, which we couldn't anyway at this range. We do have som heavy weapons*As he is speaking, an isomagnetic cannon is fired* but very few. We're relying on the rifles and carbines, but our ammunition can only last for a limited time"

"I see you've been using adapted technology from the Tau. Interesting. My men will be bringing in more weapons as well as ammo. You might be familiar with the Bolt Gun/Pistol. For now commander, you'll be safe with us in charge. The Base is being set up as we speak. Moleland is receiveing the engines from our ship to his. We're almost totaly evacuated from the Devestator. Our troops are prepaired to surround these alien attackers, being dropped off from Thunder Hawk Transports, and several other Lambda Shuttles and Sentinel Landing Craft. We're controling this situation.




OOC: We somewhat live by one of the space marine mottos "For each one of us killed in battle, another 100 enemies die."

IC:
The Space Marines were fighting from behind the Posleen, shooting their bolt guns, pistols, plasma riffles, shot guns.... everything was poured at the enemies. Two more groups of marines were closeing in on the right flanks and the left flanks of the Polseen, surrounding them with heavy artillery fire from AT-AT's and Land Raiders(which rolled over Polseen as they shoot). As soon as the Huntarians came in, chaos was broken from the Polseen and now the Huntarians were causing the chaos.

Whirlwinds fired their rockets and random mines into the center of the Polseen. These were experienced men, not use to loosing a fight.[/QUOTE]


The swarm broke under the assault, they could hold against demons, they could hold against the beasts of the Gray-clad Threshkreen, they could not hold against metal-Threshkreen, and they shattered, fkleeing in every direction, some would survive, the smart would survive for today, the few would survive.

The swarm approaching the sepherothian ship was unopposed, they had no enemies in sight, they fired, attacking the few defensive installations they could see.

OOC: What ever happened to this? It like, just stopped.

(OOC: well i was waiting for Moleland to pick me up)