NationStates Jolt Archive

And in three.... two... one.....

Curdar Richer Thelm Vespeterium looked into the camrea, and prepared to speak.

'My fellow lifeforms across the Universe. Today, I have some grave news to give. Disturbing news.

'This evening at 2:30AM of VM time, the Lord Chancellors of all nations on our planet gathered at the Vespeterium Ice Palace in the Family's state of Vespeterium Minor. They gathered in the common cause, peace, prosperity and freedom.' He paused for a moment. "I can inform you now, that all of those statesmen are dead. Murdered.'

He paused for a moment to let this sink in before continuing.

'The culprits behind this terrible act, are none other than the human settlers that have recently colonized the planet of Cravious 7. Their greed and expansionist obsession knows no limits. They wish to claim our great planet as well.' He paused for breath, his eyes flashing a slight yellow, but he hid this and carried on.

'United we stand, and divided we fall. The murder of these statesmen leaves a power vacuum in all other states of our world. A power vacuum, which is our duty to fill. From this moment onwards, the Family Vespeterium has united all other states under their leadership. We will no longer be known as the Family Business of Vespeterium Minor, but as the Corporate Empire of Vespeterium Minor.'

He paused again, his eyes flashing a deeper shade of yellow.

'The Intergalatic Community gave these humans their blessing to settle Cravious 7, and now we ask their blessing to 'unsettle' them. We have assembled an army of 450 of our V18 Tripods and await this permission to invade and exterminate the 55,000 humans there. We implore you to give this permission, because, from this point onwards, our species is at war with these settlers, not a war for freedom, nor peace, but for the very survival of our race and our values. We await the blessing of the Intergalatic Community. We will invade the planet in three days (normal days).
Thank you.'

The camrea flicked off.

(P.S, do you think I'm doing a better job at RP'ing now. I'm making a real effort this time!)

OOC: Your doing a way better job of RPing kudos to ya. Also check the war thread.

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The Makaarian Super Heavy Dreadnought HMMS Illustrious flew out of warp and straight into orbit of Cravious 7. It was by far the largest vessel in the Makaarian fleet, a staggering 14km long. As it glided into orbit, it broadcast a message to Vespeterium Minor.

"By order of the Makaarian Assembly you are not to attack this planet. We will not allow you or anyone else to exterminate the human populace here. We will commence marine transport operations when our marine transport ships arrive. This planet will be taken over. We will take the humans into custody and try their leaders, but we cannot allow the unfair extermination of the humans on this planet. You are to stand down military operations in the area of Cravious 7. If your ships come within weapons range, they will be fired upon. You have been warned. End transmission."

The comm line cut out. Makaarian Fleet Captain John O'Harra leaned back in his chair in the middle of the bridge of this immense vessel.

"Keep us on yellow alert and launch half of our fighters," he ordered. "Target all weapons on the planet's defensive devices. If they start firing at us, destroy those devices."

OOC: For one thing, thanks for actually responding to this.

IC: Curdar hissed at the news of the communication. 'What is this? We are being unfairly victimized! We have a given right to exterminate these terrorists.' His eyes flashed the darkest red. 'Leave us' he shouted to all the staff.

Moments later, the other eight members of the Family still in the Capital materialized in the room. 'What is it Curdar' asked the youngest, Voordor Karlos Deen Vespeterium (at 314 years old).

'Something has gone wrong with the plan' he said shortly. 'There has been interferance with the invasion. Soembody is protecting the apes. What to do' he pondered. 'What to do....'

"Your great friend Zactarn Prime will stand by you Vespeterium. We to are being tortured by a number of terrorists including the Cravian Jedi. You are helping us exterminate them and we are to help you as well. Vespeterium you have our full backing."

OOC: No problem.

IC: The first of the marine transports dropped out of warp next to the battleship, eady to deploy its complement of 500 marines to the planet. Several more were en-route, and the marine transport launched an intelligence satellite into orbit, which quickly mapped out the key tactical targets.

The captain of the Illustrious was very cautious. Cautious enough to know that he could expect an attack at any moment. Fighter brigades flew around his ship, with others maitaining orbit around the planet.

His ship launched a number of standard warning buoys, which played the following message over and over again:

"To all vessels,

You are now entering a controlled conflict zone. Unless you are permitted to enter the area, expect to be fired upon. All vessels, turn away now. This blockade will be lifted once the operation is completed.

You have been warned.

This is an automated message commissioned by the Makaarian Ministry of War."

Curdar watched from his small, makeshift office the progress of the Makaarian forces. He hissed. 'That is our planet by right! These monkeys don't deserve a trial! I say we attack!'. He turned to the others, his eyes growing red and they all slunk backwards. 'Paulo wouldn't approve' Voordor whispered, and Curdar stepped back at the mention of his elder brother. 'Yes, well, obviously....'.

Official Message: Thank you to our respected friend Zactarn Prime. I am glad our two, misunderstood nations are able to stand together in these difficult times.

"I have a plan to avoid conflict and create safety and piece for you Vepeterium. Makaar allows us we will go into the planet find the one's responsible and take them back for trial. If found guilty we slaughter them and use them to feed the poor we'll just tell them it's pig. We take all the citizens we know are innocent give them to Makaar and then we blow the planet to ensure that no terorists are alive. O and to the Family. Reein has suffered an injury rather mild it is. So he shall be staying at Zactarn Prime for a while as traveling is currently to dangerous."
message end...

Secret Transmission to Zactarn Prime: 'Thank you for informing us. We felt the pain, but couldn't be sure if it was Reein or Paulo. And that plan is a good one. But we want the planet for commercial purposes. It is full of Uranium, oil, water, coal, Cozzium and Kryponite. We can make a fortune out of it. But the humans are in our way. We rid the planet of them, and we get the resources.

Secret Transmission to Zactarn Prime: 'Thank you for informing us. We felt the pain, but couldn't be sure if it was Reein or Paulo. And that plan is a good one. But we want the planet for commercial purposes. It is full of Uranium, oil, water, coal, Cozzium and Kryponite. We can make a fortune out of it. But the humans are in our way. We rid the planet of them, and we get the resources.


Secret Encrypted Transmission to Vepeterium:

"Great but how about we both mine the planet and harness everything we need then split it in 2 and we each get half deal?"

"How about this we take a VSSD and blow the oplanet to hell. I have all of that stuff in my colonies and moons we can give it to you after all your one if not the closest ally we have. And Reein is completely safe. In fact we are actually taking a walk right now."

'We are glad to hear Reein is alright. We do not want to provoke and open war with a powerful space going nation like Makaar. Our policy is to only fight wars we know that we have no chance of losing, unless they are forced on us. Losing is very bad for business. Plus, we have taken a lot of trouble to gain this planet. We want it, to use it as a trading post.'

The second of the marine transports dropped out of warp, this one accompanied by two intelligence shuttles and four fighters, which joined those already in the area.

A message was broadcast to Vespeterium Minor:

"More Makaarian ships are on their way. If your vessels come within 1 million kilometres of the planet, they will be fired upon mercilessly. Do not approach. Repeat, do not approach. These people will be treated fairly by us, even if you will not. Anyone we find to be connected with these incidents will be extradited to you for punishment."

"OK i have got it. We slaughter all terrorists give the women children and innocent to Makaar. Use the slaughtered as meat for the poor and tell them it is chicken. We then use the planet's cities and such and start a joint colony. We can mine and trade there. It would be a great meeting place for us. What do you say?"

The Makaarian Ministry of Colonisation looked over the information. The Parliamentary Session had begun, and this was at the top of the agenda. The King presided over it, though he was just there in a ceremonial sense - the Prime Minister ran the show.

"Well then," he said, "Once this is over, we'll negotiate a deal with these people. We provide them with defence if they let us mine from the planet and keep a military base there."

"And a space station! Don't forget to ask for a space station!" said the Minister of Colonisation, who was getting quite excited by the prospect of all those resources under his control.

The Prime Minister pressed a button. "Space Fleet Admiral Smythe, prepare a task force to go to with the marine transports. We're planning to build a base on that planet."

Curdar turned to his transmission screen. 'Redirect this to HMMS Illustrious' he said clearly.

On the HMMS Illustrious, a 8'9 skeletal like creature appeared on the screen.
'Greetings. I, as you may know form the broadcast, am Curdar Richer Thelm Vespeterium. I am the head of the Family for the time being, since my two elder brothers are away. We understand your concern for the well being of these' he paused and hissed 'humans, but we must insist that you let us deal with them as we see fit. If not, then we would be happy for you to relocate them in some prison facility. But the planet is now the legal property of the Family Vespeterium. They forfeited it to us when they attacked. Therefore, we ask, that you take the humans then leave the planet to us. We hope that you can agree to these ideas'.

The Captain leaned back in his chair. He hated people who thought their enemies had forfeited things to them just because they attacked. Still, the image of the huge creature on his viewscreen was certainly quite frightening.

"I am acting under orders from the Makaarian Assembly. This planet is not your property, it is the property of the humans that currently reside there. Our intelligence operatives have already infiltrated your society. You are not powerful enough to pose any danger to Makaar. This vessel alone could defeat a large portion of your space fleet before losing its weapons systems. The Makaarian Assembly doesn't respond well to threats. Now, unless you are willing to risk war for this planet, you will not attempt to do anything against the humans on it. We will find the people responsible and try them. If we find them guilty, and if you...behave...we will hand them over to you for punishment. End communication."

Curdar hissed and turned to the others. 'I say we exterminate them!' he shouted his eyes glowing a dark red. But the others shook their heads. 'You heard what Paulo said before he left. We will not risk wars, especially with those more powerful than us. Calm down Curdar'.

The elder brother sat down, his eyes still glowing a dangerous red. Curdars temper was famous. It was only his elder brother Paulo who could keep him in check. 'What would Paulo say if he comes back to Vespeterium Minor and sees it in flames?' Sullo (another brother asked). We will have to rely on our powers of negotiation.'

The third Makaarian troop transport arrived in orbit of the planet.

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In orbit of Vespeterium Minor, a tiny intelligence shuttle dropped out of warp, cloaked. Its three man crew intently watched the planet below.

Lieutenant Sam Hayes of the Royal Guard Intelligence Unit had been doing this sort of thing for a long time. Covert surveillance was his specialty, and doing it from orbit was much easier than going down to space. There was, however, one distinct problem:

"All I can tell from orbit," he said to Sergeant Major Greene, "Is that they aren't making their plans on any roofs." Greene smiled. He was nervous - he wasn't as experienced as Hayes, who turned back to his reading. "Activating intelligence equipment...commencing scan..."

"Our cloaking field is weakening..." said Engineer Sergeant Major Williams. "Our scans are causing intermittent interruptions. Shunting power to the cloaking shields...there. If they detected us, all they detected were neutron emissions".

"Even so, I'd like to move us a litte, just in case," Hayes said. He activated the engines. "Put all reserve power into the cloaking shields."

The ship moved very slowly forward, so as not to interrupt the cloaking field. It moved about 50 metres forwards before resuming its orbit and continuing its intelligence gathering.

"ATTENTION Makaar. We have come to an agreement me and Vespeterium Minor. We slaughter all terrorists give the women children and innocent to Makaar. Use the slaughtered as meat for the poor and tell them it is chicken. We then use the planet's cities and such and start a joint colony. We can mine and trade there. It would be a great meeting place for us. Will you accept? If not we can feed you some money. We will run the planet accordingly and if you do not believe it you may have full watch over the area."

The captain replied.

"You must think me to be as brutal as you. We will not allow you to simply pick people who you suspect to be guilty. And to use them for food...you are barbarians. Do not approach the planet. I will be radioing your...suggestion to my government, they will decide what action is to be taken. As I said, do not approach the planet."

He turned to his first officer without turning off the comm link, and to show the aliens he meant business, he gave his orders. "Go to Red Alert. Shields to maximum. Arm torpedoes and forward phaser and disruptor arrays. End communication."

Red alert lights flashed around the bridge, though the klaxon did not sound - it only sounded when the Battlestations command was given. The captain say back in his chair and watched the viewscreen.

Curdar turned to his brothers. 'Contentious creatures aren't they.' All their eyes flashed yellow as they shared the joke. 'Hmmm, the cannibal idea must of put them off. I must admit, I find the idea of eating any kind of meat, especially human meat quite disgusting'. They all nodded in agreement.

"We must negotiate a deal. I don't care about the humans, they can have them and reeducate, relocate them or whatever. We need the resources. Otherwise this will all have been for nothing!'

He turned to the screen. 'Pepare to send a message to both Makaar and Zactarn Prime.'

"ATTENTION MAKAAR! You may keep all humans on the planet. Take them to your planet we will use the planet as a joint colony. We shall give you 3 Billion dollars to accompany this. We shall use the planet as no more than mining farming and a standard colonial way. You may have constant watch over the planet. We shall even give you weekly updates on it. We do not want trouble we just want the planet."

"ATTENTION MAKAAR! You may keep all humans on the planet. Take them to your planet we will use the planet as a joint colony. We shall give you 3 Billion dollars to accompany this. We shall use the planet as no more than mining farming and a standard colonial way. You may have constant watch over the planet. We shall even give you weekly updates on it. We do not want trouble we just want the planet."


"We shall not kill anyone we don't want trouble. My country has had terrorist attacks and are being attacked by the Jedi. Please we mean no harm we want the planet."

The Makaarian captain sighed as his orders came in. He responded.

"We will not resettle the humans on the planet against their will. This planet belongs to them, and you will have to negotiate rights of mining with them. However, rest assured that any hostile moves will not go unpunished."

The Makaarian captain sighed as his orders came in. He responded.

"We will not resettle the humans on the planet against their will. This planet belongs to them, and you will have to negotiate rights of mining with them. However, rest assured that any hostile moves will not go unpunished."

"New plan. We keep the citizens that are there we forget about the terrorist acts and we take it over as a joint colony. It would be best for them and us. We get resources. They get protection from ever being attacked. Will you accept this offer?"

"We want no trouble. We want peace. We'll take the planet with the humans on it and you may watch over it. Even weekly updates will be given from the joint colony."

"This isn't our planet to give!" the captain said. "This is their planet! You have come to the wrong person. I am here to protect the settlers, not sell out their planet! I will relay your offer to them, and then we shall see."

"This isn't our planet to give!" the captain said. "This is their planet! You have come to the wrong person. I am here to protect the settlers, not sell out their planet! I will relay your offer to them, and then we shall see."
"Fine we will discuss this with the people. But you will have to let us through and not fire upon our arrival."

OOC: No one owns the planet it's made up. So won't this kinda turn into an RP discussion?

"This is not there planet by right' Curdar shouted. 'There have never been any humans in this galaxy, they came here and colonized! They forfeited their right to stay there when they attacked us! They forfeited their right to live!!!'

"This is not there planet by right' Curdar shouted. 'There have never been a ny humans in this galaxy, they came here and colonized! They forfeited their right to stay there when they attacked us! They forfeited their right to live!!!'

"Calm Down Curdar. If we take over with the humans there it saves alot. More people for us. They can work. It will help the Economy and if the Economy falls imagine what will happen to buisness. We must talk to the head on that planet and discuss them being our colonists."

"Curdar I have prepared a ship. I'm coming to pick you up. We will talk to this leader of the planet."

"ATTENTION CURDAR AND REST OF THE FAMILY!!! We are above the planet and need to know where to land."

Errr, the Family will provide a landing strip outside of our temporary office. You will be able to see it.

"Alright we are approaching landing strip now."

"Vaclavious Sir we've landed."

"Alright I'll send Curdar a message."

MESSAGE TO CURDAR AND FAMILY

"Curdar we have landed and are waiting for your arrival. We will be taking you in our ship because 2 ships might make Makaar suspicious."

"Curdar we are waiting for you."

The captain turned to his tactical officer. "Take a team of marines. When those things arrive, you go with them. If they cause trouble..." he rose to full height and invoked a Stellar Naval order. "Under Royal Stellar Navy Order 5, as the Captain of this vessel I give you permission to shoot to kill as and when you feel necessary. Is that understood?"

The tactical officer nodded. "Yes sir," he said, before taking a phaser pistol from under his console. Gripping the handle tightly, he changed the power cartiridge and slid it into the holster on the right side of his belt.

"Right, let's go," he said to the two marines guarding the entrance to the bridge. They followed him as he entered the lift.

"curdar I'm Growing Impatient! We Must Leave Now!"

'Sorry, sorry. I got held up.' His eyes flashed apoligetically. 'Shall we go then? Be sure to go slowly, we don't want to be shot form the sky'.

"That's quite alright. So do you want anything to eat or drink?"

"Well if you do just ask. So we have the couch there. The entertainment room here. We have sleeping quarters here. And then we have the kitchen here. O and the bathroom is in your room. S we shall fly over to Cravious-7 then."


OOC:Who's going to be the head of the planet. ME OR YOU??? Also do you have AOL OR AIM???

Hmm, we'll offer co-ownership of the planet with Makaar. Then we can rent it out to corporations that have interest in mining for the precious materials there.

Tag

I'll Tag you!

Only joking, you can join in if you want. It's an open RP, anybody can join. (I'm pretty new to this, I'm assuming, from what I've see, that that is what Tag means.)

Makaarian Marines had begun their stealthy raid of the planet's surface, taking suspected terrorists into custody. The ships had been listening in to communications from orbit, and were able to teleport onto the surface and sieze the terrorists, each one taking only seconds to apprehend and not causing a problem on the planet surface, where everyone else didn't know what was transpiring in the houses of the terrorists.

In orbit, a Makaarian fleet had arrived. The Super Heavy Dreadnought was still there, but with it were 5 marine transports, 2 science ships and a number of police gunboats, swift small vessels that were heavily armed for their size, and one minelayer that was laying anti-matter mines around the planet. Atmospheric bombers had been launched from the dreadnought and were in orbit, ready to commence bombing the settlements if necessary.

Two Makaarian gunboats and 4 long-range fighters (launched from the Dreadnought) left the system to escort the ship with the Vespeterium Minor and Zactarn Prime to the planet.

'Hmmm, there is a ship approaching' Curdar remarked. 'Probably an escort. Whatever you do, move slowly. We don't want these people panicking and destroying our shuttle.' He sat back and tried to relax as the ships approached closer.

Over the commlink, the Police Gunboats issued their instructions:

"This is the Makaarian Interstellar Police Vessel HMPV 552-01, Lieutenant Friar in command. You will remain at a speed no greater than Warp 2. You will follow the escorts. You will keep your shields powered down and your weapons offline. You will submit to an inspection. You will not deviate from our instructions or you will be destroyed. Prepare to be boarded."

The gunboats dropped out of warp right above the small vessel and immediately locked tractor beams on it.

"You will not resist our tractor beams or you will be destroyed. Slow to zero and prepare to be boarded."

The fighters dropped out of warp a few seconds later, dead ahead of the vessel, and locked their weapons on it, as one of the gunboats sent out a docking tube, which latched onto the ship below and sliced through its hull. Marines dropped into the ship below, weapons at the ready.

"Everybody down!" one cried, brandishing his weapon. He flicked a switch and a bayonet flicked from above, barely an inch away from one of the passengers. "I told you to get down!" he cried again as the other marines immediately did the same thing.

*one Marine made it to the cockpit where Darth Vaclavious and Curdar were and told the to get down.*

"What is the meaning of this? I'm not getting down!"

*Darth Vaclavious then used the force and sealed the dorrs to the cockpit so that no one could get in or out through them. Then still using the force snatched the gun from the marine and shot him twice in the head.*

Curdar shook his head. 'Well, I wouldn't have done that Darth. Now we'll have to apologise to these people and possibly pay them insurance.' His eyes flashed red. 'I think we should send a message of apologies. I want that planet!'

Curdar shook his head. 'Well, I wouldn't have done that Darth. Now we'll have to apologise to these people and possibly pay them insurance.' His eyes flashed red. 'I think we should send a message of apologies. I want that planet!'

"Well to damn bad. I'm cutting off the oxygen to the rest of the ship so that it all goes here. That should kill them. They boarded our ship with no reason to do it. We dropped sheilds and weapons were offline. They all die back there. I'm crashing the ship into the planets atmosphere. I see a crop field we will land in. Don't say anything I know it's cleche. There got it oxygen should be off soon."

Ventilation shutdown in 5...4...3...2...1...Oxygen into cockpit Ventilation shutdown complete.

Curdar shook his head. 'Your very contentious sometimes. We need to think things through first. The Family only kills when we can see a positive consequence coming from it. Like killing these humans would bring about a positive consequence. I say that we tell them that the marines attacked us and blame it on them. Then we say we're sorry, and negotiate the release of the planet.'

Curdar shook his head. 'Your very contentious sometimes. We need to think things through first. The Family only kills when we can see a positive consequence coming from it. Like killing these humans would bring about a positive consequence. I say that we tell them that the marines attacked us and blame it on them. Then we say we're sorry, and negotiate the release of the planet.'

"Curdar your smart but you only think and or relate things to buisness. We are on the brink of a possible war. Now we crash land n that planet and Makaar will not follow us there because we will fight and that will eventually result in the destruction of the planet. So we go there and if Makaar does follow us we go to the head human on that planet and tell him we will defend the planet against Makaar. We then take the fight to the stars. If Makaar dosen't follow we shall tell the head of the planet that we will destriy the planet if it is not handed to us. Simple see. But we must keep the humans on the planet so that it is good for the economy which is good for buisness."

'But how do we mine, when the homo sapiens are taking up every inch of land? We need to clear the planet of them, because they are in the way. You know as well as I do that humans, when scared, lash out. They won't let us stroll in and take the planet over.'

"But we both know that fear can tame any creature. We waltz in there and anyone who questions us we kill. They get scared are vulnerable we tell them to listen to us and they do. How do we mine you say? We don't they do. We take this over as a joint colony and whatever they get we can take. Easy now brace yourself we're heading in."

'Hmm, yes. That may work. I was going to hire the planet out to corporations. Do you think they'll mind the humans being slaves here?'

"How about this. We keep the planet to ourselves and just use it as one big city to help economy which helps buisness. So we can keep our succesful buisnesses from ever falling and keep the economy from evr heading into a reccession and depression. And let's not use the humans as slaves let's keep them where and how they are. If we use them for slavery that will cause them to revolt and for other planets to step in and overthrow us."

And that's why we wanted to massacre them in the first place. Believe me, greedy corporations can pay much more than we could ever make. We can screw them!!!!!!'

OOC: Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad, bad move, Zactarn.

IC:

"Get the hell out of here!" the lead marine cried. He flipped open his communicator. "This is Marine Sergeant Archer to the Gunboat, we have experienced hostile engagement! Requesting emergency ev....e...uuuuungh!"

He fell to the ground, clutching his throat. Another marine picked him up and all of them ran for the tube which would take them back up to the gunboat. They reached it in time, and as they went up, the ship pulled away as the others opened fire. A frigate dropped out of warp next to them, and as the gunboats locked tractor beams, the frigate and the fighters opened fire with everything they had.

OOC: Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad, bad move, Zactarn.

IC:

"Get the hell out of here!" the lead marine cried. He flipped open his communicator. "This is Marine Sergeant Archer to the Gunboat, we have experienced hostile engagement! Requesting emergency ev....e...uuuuungh!"

He fell to the ground, clutching his throat. Another marine picked him up and all of them ran for the tube which would take them back up to the gunboat. They reached it in time, and as they went up, the ship pulled away as the others opened fire. A frigate dropped out of warp next to them, and as the gunboats locked tractor beams, the frigate and the fighters opened fire with everything they had.


OOC: You boarded us and threatned the passengers.

IC: The transport was rocked the hul was severley damaged but not yet pierced. It was hard but Darth Vaclavios got sheilds back up as they were being pulled in by Cravious-7's gravity. The transport was getting heavily hit as they were now in the planet's atmosphere sheilds dropped and the transport was a fiery ball as it hurled down into the crop field.

"Curdar are you alright?"

'Well, luckily I always have a back up plan. Short range teleportation. We're not much of a warrior race, we carry these everywhere. I'm getting back to my planet. Want to come Darth?'

'Well, luckily I always have a back up plan. Short range teleportation. We're not much of a warrior race, we carry these everywhere. I'm getting back to my planet. Want to come Darth?'
"No! We came to claim this damn planet and we are. Your coming. We will use the teleportation thingy later. Let's ask the farmer of this farm who and where is their leader."

OOC: My ships warned you to prepare to be boarded for an inspection. You killed one of my marines. Now (as far as my men know) you are about to die (of course, you're about to be teleported, but my men won't detect this until they perform a scan of the debris from the transport which they are about to destroy. If that made any sense.

IC:

The frigate dwarfed the much smaller transport, firing on the transport with full fury, unleashing volley after volley of missiles and wave after wave of fighters to puncture the shields...

'Well, it's your funeral Darth. Literally.' Curdar took out a small device and turned the top of it. He faded in a flash of blue light, destined towards his planet.

*Darth Vaclavious walks up to the door and knocks*

"Hello?"says a hillbilly farmer

"Hello I'm darth Vaclavious and would like to know who and where is the leader of this planet?"

"Who is Drake Jade. Where downtown."

"Thank you."

*Darth Vaclavious began to walk downtown toward a heavily guarded building.

Makaarian ships destroyed the transport and scanned the debris. The sensor officer aboard one of the gunboats looked to his superior.

"Er...sarge," he said, pointing to his readings. "We've scanned the debris. There's no organic matter in it..."

"You mean they escaped?" the sergeant said, moving to the station. His sensor officer nodded. "We're also reading teleporter after-traces. Sensor logs also show a spike in subspace background radiation...there's no doubt about it, they teleported off the ship."

The sargeant turned to his helm officer. "Set a course back to the planet. They've probably beamed there. Transmit to the fleet to begin Operation Human Rescue."

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The fleet teleported every single marine they had onto the planet surface. The one in charge, Marine Captain Lance Fuller, took a team to meet with the planet's leader, while the other marines waited outside the major settlement, with their weapons ready.

*Darth Vaclavious had gotten to the dorrs of the big building where 2 guards pointed AK-47's at his chest. He then waved his hand across and the guns went flying into a tree. Then using the FORCE h choked the 2 guards to death and then sucked the life out of them. He continued to do this untill he reache Drake Jade's office. Using the FORCE he picked Jade up and threw him into the wall.*

"I'm going to say this once. You Drake Jade shall give me this planet or I will take it by force. So you make an announcement right now or I kill you your desiscion."

"Ok ok just don't hurt me I'll give you the planet. I'll set up and announce it now." said a frightened Drake Jade.



ABOUT 30 MINUTES LATER

"Dear people of Cravious-7 I am here to announce to you all that I Drake Jade am hereby giving the planet to Darth Vaclavious and Zactarn Prime. We are now their colony."

*At that moment Darth Vaclavious signed a paper stating that the planet was his and he then used the FORCE to choke Jade to death right in front of the camera. He the began to speak.*

"And to you all Have A Nice Day."


*He then turned to the 2nd in command and said give me some sort of transportation device I must leave quickly.*

"Yes sir."he said.

*He came back in about 2 minutes woith a transportation device strong enough to take him back to Zactarn Prime.*

"Thank you." said Darth Vaclavious."

*at that moment the door swung open*

"Belay that," Fuller said. He and his men had made their way through the door, and were now all pointing guns at Darth Vaclavious.

"Don't try and use the force," Fuller said. "We've just activated a Supernatural Negation Field around this planet. Your powers are completely useless. Under Interstellar Law, I am hereby placing you under arrest for unlawful murder, and under Makaarian law, I am hereby placing you under arrest for murder, killing a member of the Makaarian Armed Services, resisting inspection, and high treason against Makaar. High treason carries a maximum penalty of death, and a minimum penalty of life imprisonment, in Makaar, Darth. Stay where you are."

He nodded to his medic, who moved to Drake Jade and helped him up, taking him out of the room.

EDIT: OOC: By the way, it's really unfair if you double (or in this case, triple) post without allowing other people to have their say. Otherwise, it's just you moving the plot along. So try to control your posting - only post once before waiting for someone else to post, unless you're BUMPing.

"I can't use my powers but can I use technology?" Darth Vaclavious asked rhetorically.

*He then threw the transportation device to the ground and stepped into a white beam and was gone. He had transported himself to Klarjia,Zactarn Prime. He was flown back to Iztyura at the temple. He then issued a contaiment field be put up around the planet allowing no one to get in without permission. Should anyone touch this field they will be incinerated.*

The captain beamed his marines back up after the planet had named a new leader.

"It's not good, sir," Fuller conceded. "He teleported to Zactarn Prime, and the transporter device is one-use only."

The captain sighed. "Well, we have little else we can do." He tapped the intercom button. "Helm, set a course for Zactarn Prime. Maximum warp."

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The fleet dropped out of warp in orbit of Zactarn Prime, quickly attacking and overpowering the defences around them.

The captain smiled. "Something's not right," he whispered. "Prepare a probe. Launch it immediately towards the Zactarn planet."

The science officer nodded. "Probe ready. Launching...probe away. Collecting data...probe telemetry feed is active. Firing thrusters...engaging planetary landing protocols...surface contact in 10...9...8...7...6..." He looked down at his console which bleeped a warning.

"Sir, I just lost contact with the probe. No, I haven't just lost contact, it's gone. There's nothing on sensors. The probe has...it's actually been vapourised."

The captain moved towards the viewscreen. "Is it a standard containment field?" he asked. The science officer shook his head. "It's augmented in some way. Higher power."

The captain sat back in his chair. "Well, let's test it. Full power to the forward ion cannon. Advise all ships to charge their main ion cannons and target the point at co-ordinates 884 mark 323 mark 18."

He turned to his tactical officer. "Fire."

All the ships in the fleet opened fire on the containment field, which shimmered. The ion discharges hit it like droplets of water, and the containment field rippled with each one hitting it, like the ocean below, except the ripples were huge.

The science officer looked up. "Sir, I'm analysing the field. Keep firing, I should be able to find a weak spot..."

"Sir they are attcking the containment field."

"Good exactly what I wanted. Send up the 3 strong containment fields up under it. We will destroy them."

Curdar reappeared in the Vespeterium office complex. 'Dammit' he cursed. 'Paulo's going to kill me if a war starts over this.' At this second, Reein (the second eldest brother) teleported in next to him. 'What the hell is going on with the planet Curdar? You better hope that these people don't declare war on us. Get out of my way.' He pushed his brother aside viciously, his eyes glowing the deepest shade of red.
'Retransmit this to the Makaarians.'

'Greetings dear friends. I am Reein Sovo Axes Vespeterium. I am led to believe that there has been a, misunderstanding between our two planets. You see, your marines attacked my Brother, and our great ally, Darth Vaclavious aided him. It was all a bit of a mess. But what's done is done. The Family doesn't desire war with you. We wish to make a deal with you on the future of the planet. Since we were the ones who were attacked, I think we should get a say in what happens to the attackers. And their colonized home. We hope you will consider.'

ATTENTION VESPETERIUM FAMILY

"I Darth Vaclavious own the planet in which you seek. I conqured it after you left. If you have any questions please direct them to me."

The Makaarian Assembly transmitted a reply to Vespeterium Minor:

"This is the Makaarian Assembly.

The planet is now under temporary military protection of the Makaarian Assembly. You will not approach or have contact with the planet. We will not attack you, but our fleet is currently blockading the Zactarn Prime homeworld. If you wish to avoid war, then your forces will remain within your own space. If your forces enter Zactarn space, then you will be at war with Makaar."

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The captain of the flagship in orbit of Zactarn Prime came out of his office, holding a print-out of the orders he had just recieved.

"Sir, I can't find a weakness. I'm still running a multi-spectral analysis of the data we collected, but that will take some time," the science officer conceded.

The captain stood in the centre of the bridge and held up the print-out. "I, along with all other captains in the Makaarian Stellar Navy, have just recieved orders that you should all hear."

"Well? What do they say?" asked his first officer, rather impatiently.

The captain pushed a button on the intercom. "All hands, this is the bridge. Stand from your stations. I have just recieved orders that the entire crew must hear."

He read aloud from the piece of paper. "At 0931 hours MST, the Makaarian Ministry of War published Act 09013/1A. They recieved full support from the government, including a majority vote by the Assembly. This act puts us at war with Zactarn Prime. This means that this vessel will remain in total command of the blockade fleet in orbit of Zactarn Prime and of any reinforcements that turn up. We will maintain a constant battle alert. Battle watches are now in effect. Stand to your stations. Bridge out."

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Back on the planet, Makaarian marines were being landed and were establishing temporary control over the planet. With their signed "leader" gone, and no military forces of his on the planet, it was easy. The marines were not there to conquer the planet, nor to mine it, just to oversee it until it recieved a new leader and to act as a police force.

"They are still attacking sire."

"Good they will soon see the error of their ways. If they think this one is strong they are in for a rude awakening. Are the other 3 stronger containment fields up yet?"

"Yes my Lord."

"Good."

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"I've got it, sir!" the science officer cried. "Tactical, reconfigure the ion cannon to emit a reversed polaric bolt every 3 seconds. Helm, take us directly above the planet's North Pole. Comms, emit a narrowband subspace resonance frequency towards the point where we fire. I'm feeding the exact co-ordinates to the tactical station now..."

The tactical officer looked up. "I've got them," he confirmed. "And the ion cannon has been reconfigured."

The captain turned towards the viewscreen. "Fire," he ordered.

On the screen, the ion cannon shots impacted into the containment field, causing them to ripple uncontrollably. They started to flicker, before finally disappearing.

"The containment field is down, sir!" the science officer cried. The captain nodded. "Torpedoes!" he cried. All the forward torpedo tubes unleashed their torpedoes, which vapourised above the planet's surface.

"Well, that was odd," the captain said, before turning to his science officer and giving him a questioning look. The science officer shook his head. "I don't understand what happened, sir. The sensors are reading another containment field...it's about 1,200 times stronger than the last one. I can't read anything beyond it."

The captain turned to the screen. "Divert maximum power to weapons and call in the 2nd and 3rd Fleets. That many SH Dreadnoughts should cut through them. Also, let's get some force negation ships. And...is there any way we can stop him from beaming away?"

"No sir, not on a planet-wide scale," the science officer said. "He might be able to beam through the containment field, if he knows the frequency. And it's his containment field, so he probably does."

"Sire they have blown yhrough the first sheild."

"Well let's see if they notice the ripples on the next 3 as well. They will be devastated. Every time they attack they help me. They will discover their foolish ways soon enough."

The science officer looked up. "Sir, every time we fire, the containment field gets stronger." he said.

The captain smirked. "Haven't we dealt with this sort of shield before?"

The science officer nodded. "Yes sir," he said.

The captain sat in his chair. "Very well then. Activate the power transfer beam. Set it to inverse mode. Target the planet and fire."

The science officer nodded. "PTB online...inverse mode...firing...we have a lock on the planet. 455 inverse ions per second. Target lock is confirmed...all systems holding steady...the ions per second is fluctuating, attempting to compensate...compensating...compensating...compensated. The beam is ready for use."

The captain nodded. "Transfer the following message to the planet," he ordered. "Zactarn Prime, this is the Makaarian Invasion Force. We have activated a power transfer beam. This will create a power feedback loop between your containment field and this ship. My ship's power dampening utilities will disperse the extra energy into space...but the field will be disrupted. As soon as it starts to flicker, you will have a very large number of troops on your planet. Our military is larger than your population...surrender now and avoid the need for senseless deaths."

He made a cut-throat sign to his comms officer, who closed the channel. Quickly, he turned to his science officer. "We still don't have a way to block him if he beams away?" he asked.

"No sir," the science officer said. "He can beam away if he knows the frequency of the field. He just has to adjust his teleporter to emit his teleporter signal at the same frequency as the field."

The captain smiled a little, as did his science officer, confusing the bridge crew.

"Fire the Laser."

*All of a sudden a large pole going from the containment fields to a giant laser now were uncloaked and visible. The shots fired at the containment fields collected the energy and kept it in the laser. The laser then opened up and fired a humongus beam 450,000 times stronger then all the ships put together flying above Zactarn Prime.*

"ATTENTION PLANET OF MAKAAR. Makaar we mean no harm. We surrender and give up. The war is senseless. We will give up if you let me keep control of the planet. You can send an ambassador to the planet to permanetly stay there. you can keep your Marines there I don't care I just want the planet. The planet is legally mine anyway so you must either agree to these terms or get off of my planet Cravious-7. We mean peace not war."

The captain smiled, raising an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, did you say the planet was yours? Because, quite frankly, I don't think it is. The leader who signed over control is now dead, and only signed over control because he was being intimidated. That is intimidation, which is forbidden by interstellar law, so the contract is void. The planet is choosing a new leader democratically, so if you want control, you're going to have to win it by vote. And our marines are staying there, and we're at war with you now, so if you leave your planet, you'll probably end up shot. To end the war, you have to beam to our ship and accept the terms of defeat. End communication."

He flipped the switch, shutting off the communications channel, ready for a reply. He turned to his science officer.

"I take it you..."

"Got their cloaking frequency? Of course." The science officer smiled smugly.

The captain leaned back in his seat. "Now, we must wait for his response. Special Operations Teams to the teleport bay. Let's begin Operation Titan."

The science officer nodded as the first officer grabbed a compression rifle from the bridge weapons locker and proceeded to the turbolift, as the rest of the bridge crew (still with no idea what was going on) continued to work.

The captain smiled, raising an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, did you say the planet was yours? Because, quite frankly, I don't think it is. The leader who signed over control is now dead, and only signed over control because he was being intimidated. That is intimidation, which is forbidden by interstellar law, so the contract is void. The planet is choosing a new leader democratically, so if you want control, you're going to have to win it by vote. And our marines are staying there, and we're at war with you now, so if you leave your planet, you'll probably end up shot. To end the war, you have to beam to our ship and accept the terms of defeat. End communication."

He flipped the switch, shutting off the communications channel, ready for a reply. He turned to his science officer.

"I take it you..."

"Got their cloaking frequency? Of course." The science officer smiled smugly.

The captain leaned back in his seat. "Now, we must wait for his response. Special Operations Teams to the teleport bay. Let's begin Operation Titan."

The science officer nodded as the first officer grabbed a compression rifle from the bridge weapons locker and proceeded to the turbolift, as the rest of the bridge crew (still with no idea what was going on) continued to work.


"How do I know this isn't an assanation attempt? You land her alone and I'll sign."

The Cassiopeian Homeworld of Darkkaan (OOC: Darkkaan is the New Homeworld of the Cassiopeians.)

Warmisstres Cas'rai Gon'dor'ri was in charge of the Cassiopeian Galaxy till Darth Bankai came back from the War, she was a Shah'reek, a Anthromorphic Wolf-like Allien, she wore a Silk Robe that was Blue. Her fur was White as Snow. She had just heard from The Spies on Zactarn Prime that that world was being attacked by Makaar just because The Zactarns were helpping The Vespeterium Family of Vespeterium Minor.

"It seems that the Zactarns will be busy, so lets help them." she said

***************Transmission to Vespeterium Minor*****************

Greetings Great and Powerful Vespeterium Family, I am Warmisstres Cas'rai Gon'dor'ri of The Galactic Empire of The Cassiopeia Galaxy, we have heard about your........Missaventure at Cravious-7, and that your ally. Zactarn Prime, is under attack. We Seek a Meeting with your Leaders to form a Alliance with your Planet and Empire.

we wait for your Reply.....

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'Thank you, Warmisstres Cas'rai Gon'dor'ri. The Family would be honoured to meet with a perspective friend. The statutes of Interstellar law, clearly state that we have the right to defend ourselves, and in order to defend ourselves, we must take that planet. The Family will meet with you as soon as you can get to our system. Hopefully, we can resolve this crisis through negotiation with the Makaarians. It is our right to destroy these humans. Thank you.'
Curdar Richer Thelm Vespeterium, Master of the Bank of Vespeterium and Ambassador to the Grand Defence Axis.

'Thank you, Warmisstres Cas'rai Gon'dor'ri. The Family would be honoured to meet with a perspective friend. The statutes of Interstellar law, clearly state that we have the right to defend ourselves, and in order to defend ourselves, we must take that planet. The Family will meet with you as soon as you can get to our system. Hopefully, we can resolve this crisis through negotiation with the Makaarians. It is our right to destroy these humans. Thank you.'
Curdar Richer Thelm Vespeterium, Master of the Bank of Vespeterium and Ambassador to the Grand Defence Axis.

**************TRASMISSION TO VESPETERIUM MINOR***************

We will Send a Ship to take you to Darkkaan, and not just a Unarmed Transport, a Triobite Class Frigate with Turbolasers, Ion Cannons and Diamond-Boron Armor. We Wait for your reply.

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"How do I know this isn't an assanation attempt? You land her alone and I'll sign."

The captain smiled. "You will allow me to land with a group of marines," he said. "I assure you, our party will not exceed 6 people, and you have to keep up your end of the bargain. There are plenty of other captains ready to take my place and lead the fleet. I will teleport to the meeting place and you will sign the document and agree to all our terms. We will power down our weapons if you power down the laser, before we commence teleportation."

"We meet at Town Center. Everyone watching. You kill me you are in breach of Intergalactic Law which states that all criminals m,ust stand trial and have a fair trial. This means your lieutenant will be sought down and arrested. We will also agree to reasonable terms not what you decide that's called blackmail which also happens to be against intergalactic Law. And finally you bring 6 troopers but no weapons. NONE. I will not bring my saber either. You and 6 marines. No weapons for each of us. I don't think either of us really want to go to war now do we? It would be a meaningless war at that. I commited crimes but so have you. You had no right to board my ship and I believe that is called trespassing and breaking an entery. So come down as soon as possible."

OOC: I've been told to post here saying some of my defense fleet for my new....assets have arrived *Hopes this alliance is a good thing and not a bad thing (Me and zactarn prime lol)*
IC:
At the Edge of the Zactarn Prime System, 6 somewhat large ships dropped out of Jump Space. They are part of a 350 ship fleet sent to Zactarn Prime to protect...The United States of Trekys new allies. The 6 ships were sent 2 days ahead of the rest of the fleet. They were Utopian Class Cruisers, however, were quite powerful. Each had 900 Crew, 500 Marines and 100 pilots.

The reason they were sent ahead was so they could scout out a good position to keep the ships while they are not out patrolling the Zactarn Prime space and her colonies. Captian Perrison was sitting on the ship, the USTS Norway. She was the commandin vessel of the other six.

"Ensign, are there any vessels in the sector?" asked the Captian

"Yes sir, unknown configuration...not Zactarn Prime ships sir." said the Ensign at science

"Hail them LT....This is Captian Perrison of the USTS Norway. We are an advanced party of a much larger fleet to come. May i inquire into the reasons on why you are here, and what your intentions are?" asked the Captian.

OOC: if this shows up twice, sorry cause for some reason i can't see my first post
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OOC: I've been told to post here saying some of my defense fleet for my new....assets have arrived *Hopes this alliance is a good thing and not a bad thing (Me and zactarn prime lol)*
IC:
At the Edge of the Zactarn Prime System, 6 somewhat large ships dropped out of Jump Space. They are part of a 350 ship fleet sent to Zactarn Prime to protect...The United States of Trekys new allies. The 6 ships were sent 2 days ahead of the rest of the fleet. They were Utopian Class Cruisers, however, were quite powerful. Each had 900 Crew, 500 Marines and 100 pilots.

The reason they were sent ahead was so they could scout out a good position to keep the ships while they are not out patrolling the Zactarn Prime space and her colonies. Captian Perrison was sitting on the ship, the USTS Norway. She was the commandin vessel of the other six.

"Ensign, are there any vessels in the sector?" asked the Captian

"Yes sir, unknown configuration...not Zactarn Prime ships sir." said the Ensign at science

"Hail them LT....This is Captian Perrison of the USTS Norway. We are an advanced party of a much larger fleet to come. May i inquire into the reasons on why you are here, and what your intentions are?" asked the Captian.

**************TRASMISSION TO VESPETERIUM MINOR***************

We will Send a Ship to take you to Darkkaan, and not just a Unarmed Transport, a Triobite Class Frigate with Turbolasers, Ion Cannons and Diamond-Boron Armor. We Wait for your reply.

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Yes, thank you. We will send Curdar to speak with you. We look foward to seeing your planet.

On board the Makaarian ship, the captain stepped onto the teleporter pad with his marines. The chief of ship security moved towards him and held a phase pistol, offering it to him.

The captain shook his head. "If there's any chance for peace," he said, "I'm going to go and honor our agreement. No weapons."

The security officer holstered the pistol. "Permission to speak freely, sir?"

"Go ahead."

"You're a fool if you think he'll let you live," the security officer said. "There's no way you'll come out alive if you go unarmed."

The captain nodded. "That's probably true," he said. "If I don't report in every 5 minutes, you use the dreadnought fleet and launch planetkiller missiles. Keep a teleporter lock on me. If I activate my emergency beacon, beam me out immediately."

The security officer nodded.

"Energise," the captain ordered. He dematerialised, rematerialising on the planet surface.

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On the bridge, the first officer looked at the ships on the viewscreen. "Reply to their hail," she ordered. The comms officer gave a nod, and she began to speak.

"Unidentified craft, this is the HMMS Impervious, leader of the Makaarian War Fleet against Zactarn Prime. They have illegally siezed a planet of humans which we have liberated. Our captain has teleported to the surface and is trying to negotiate a conditional surrender."

She looked to her science officer, who shook his head.

"We have just completed a scan of your vessel. Your defensive systems are no match for us. You will remain out of teleportation range of the planet or you will be fired upon. You will submit to further scans as we demand and, if necessary, you will submit to boarding parties who will commence inspections of your vessel. Comply and you will not be attacked. End communication."

The Imperial Frigate Dark Empire soon dropped out of Hyperspace, escourted by one, Ecilpse Class Super Star Destroyer and three Imperial Class Star Destroyers. This Small Fleet was now near Vespeterium Minor.


*******************Transmission to Vespeterium Family************

This is Cas'rai Gon'dor'ri, we are waiting for you to come aborad.

*********************End Transmission.************************

'Thank you. Like I said, we are sending Curdar. He is the third eldest brother, so therefore very important to the business. He will teleport aboard when you give him permission to. We don't want you to think that some hostile aliens are boarding your ship.'

"Well hello you are the lieutenant. If you do not mind I will scan you. And I will have my guard check you."

'Thank you. Like I said, we are sending Curdar. He is the third eldest brother, so therefore very important to the business. He will teleport aboard when you give him permission to. We don't want you to think that some hostile aliens are boarding your ship.'


"Permission to Come aborad Given." Cas'rai Gon'dor'ri said "We are Happy to have recive him."

Thank you. I hope that you we will be able to discuss a way to end this confusion over the planets legal owners. And how to convince the other parties to accept a compromise.

Unidentified craft, this is the HMMS Impervious, leader of the Makaarian War Fleet against Zactarn Prime. They have illegally siezed a planet of humans which we have liberated. Our captain has teleported to the surface and is trying to negotiate a conditional surrender.

Captian Perrison sat down in his chair, he was unaware that there would be more vessels in-system, and would have requests are larger advanced party...

"HMMS Impervious, I was unaware about this planet thing, however, these are Trekys newest allies. We have agreed on many things, and even as I speak 344 vessels are en route to this system to recieve orders on where to scout." said Perrison.

We have just completed a scan of your vessel. Your defensive systems are no match for us. You will remain out of teleportation range of the planet or you will be fired upon. You will submit to further scans as we demand and, if necessary, you will submit to boarding parties who will commence inspections of your vessel. Comply and you will not be attacked. End communication.

"Commander, while Trekys normally adheres to other nations warnings, and rules, we are unable to accept. You have no right to be in this sector, and you have no right to be giving ME orders. If my vessels are destroyed, so be it. I will have died for my nation, and when the rest of the fleet arrives, you will be destroyed. No war will be declared as it will be considered retaliation in Trekys eyes." said Captian Perrison, " We do not have transporters, and thus your warning does not apply to us. We will come as close as we want to the planet. And, I will not allow you to send a boarding party onto ANY of my vessels. You will sit there, and wait for your captian. We are only here to recieve coordinates of where the Zactarn Prime // Trekys Defense Fleet are to be stationed, anyway."

"Sir, shall I move towards the Zactarn Prime planet?" asked the LT JG at helm

"Yes son, do it...order all vessels to go to Tactical Alert." said Captian Perrison, "Also, hail the fleet...tell them they may be coming in, guns blazing."

"Aye sir, hailing the fleet." said the Comm LT

Curdar turned to Reein. 'You're going to send me away to a far away planet while all this is going on?' he exclaimed to his brother. 'Why?'
'You are providing a valuable service Curdar. If we can get the Cassiopeians on side, then we may be able to convince the Makaarians that we're not going to massacre his precious apes.'
'But you all know that I'm the best tactician in the Family. What if a War breaks out?' replied Curdar.
'You have caused enough damage Curdar!' said Reein, keeping his voice calm, but his eyes glowing dangerously red. 'There will be no war. We will negotiate, like we always do. We are not some uncivilized cult. We are a respectable business Family.'
Curdar backed off a little. 'You will beam up and meet Cas'rai Gan'dor'ri' said Reein. 'You will negotiate an alliance. You will find a common ground. Meanwhile, I will try and clean up the mess you have made. I will get into contact with the other three parties (Makaarians, Zactarn Primeans and Trekys) and try and stike a deal on this planet and its sorry inhabitants. is that clear?'
Curdar bowed a little and strolled out of the room, straightning to his 8'9 height as he left.

Reein turned to the camrea that was ready set up in the corner of the room.
'Reroute this in a Galaxy Wide transmission. Ready? Ok then..'

'Good Day people of all galaxies and nations currently present in the Cravious System. I am Reein Sovo Axes Vespeterium. I am transmitting this to clear up a few matters.
First, we currently recognise the Makaarian occupation of Cravious 7 under Interstellar law and the need to enforce law and seek justice on the planet. However, we maintain our claim to Planetary Occupation under Interstellar Law on the basis that the humans that have settled the planet have lost their right to stay there after attacking our nation. We will however, withdraw the request of the extermination of the said humans, recognising that some systems are against such action.
My brother is currently meeting with the Cassiopeians in order to aid in a peaceful yet fair solution to the entire problem. Hopefully with the aid of their wisdom and advice, we will be able to reach an honourable agreement.
Secondly, we also support our ally Zactarn Prime in having a role in the occupation of the planet, under Interstellar law, due to the fact that they are our ally and any attack on us can be considered an attack on our alliance of the Grand Defence Axis.
And finally, we have detected another power in the Galaxy. We are not assured of what their intentions are, and warn them that if they approach our planet, they will be destroyed. Treaties with our allies, in this case, Zactarn Prime, does not grant us an understanding of trust with another nation or system. I inform the United States of Trekys that if they wish to take part in any action against the Planet of Cravious 7, or against the human occupants, then it will be a breach of Interstellar law and we aid the Makaarians in action they see fit.
We would also like to remind our allies Zactarn Prime, that if they get involved in a war with the Makaarians, we will not be able to aid them.
Thank You for your attention.'

"Well hello you are the lieutenant. If you do not mind I will scan you. And I will have my guard check you."

"Of course not," the captain said. "But I must inform you, I am not the lieutenant. I am the Captain, and Fleet Captain of the Zactarn Prime War Fleet. Hopefully, though, said fleet can be disbanded at the end of our talks." He unzipped his away mission jacket and removed it, showing his duty shirt underneath. The marines stood and allowed themselves to be scanned and searched.

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"Well, ma'am?" the tactical officer asked. "What do we do?"

"We reply, Lieutenant," the first officer said. "Open a channel to those ships out there."

The comms officer nodded and she spoke.

"You said that you were only here to recieve the co-ordinates of where the Zactarn Prime/Trekys defence fleet was to be stationed," she said. "Do you really need 300 ships to do this? We have every right to be in this system - Makaar is currently at war with Zactarn Prime, and we have beaten them back to this last outpost...if you can call it 'beating them back'. Now, as long as you do nothing to anger us, we will not fire. I should warn you, though, that Makaar's weapons and shields are far, far more powerful than your own, and you will not stand in a firefight against our dreadnoughts if all your ships are so...primitive. Now take your spears and pea-shooters and get yourselves out the way, we need to keep in complete contact with our man. End communication."

"Look, I'm not here to start trouble...but if you don't stop with the threats honey, i will order every Trekys ships to open fire on you. As i stated, we are only here to protect Zactarn Prime. If you continue hostilities, you will drag us into the fray, and i'm sure you don't want Trekys and any of her allies shes able to convince to join the war on your doorstep, do you?" said Captian Perrison, with a slight smirk, "Now then...we are only here to get the coordinates, so leave us be..."

"Transmission ended sir...what now?" asked the LT at comm

"Send a transmission to any ship that has an alliance with Trekys, and is nearby. I wanna show these people that we mean buisness." said Perrison

"Aye aye sir...the closest is The Fedral Union sir, sending a coded transmission." said the LT

"Good, lets see what this Commander things of this little surprise." said the Captian.

OOC: what tech are u? cause i can win in a fight vs. trek tech if i have enough ships, as well as war 40k...not sure about sw....

Several light years away the a patrol group was rumbling slowly in the void of space on the border of the union.
On the bridge of the USS Sovereign, the con officer was monitoring space as the crew worked quietly and quickly around him, his console beeped and he raised a brow saying “what the..” he taped on the blinking beeping button and a message played it was a distress call he immediately ,looked up and stated to his captain taking a stance “sir we have a distress call form an allied ship there under attack!”


The Capitan looked over raising a brow saying “red alert! All hands battle stations tell the odyssey to fallow us in, helm set a course for the single and engage!”

The helms officer nodded and pressed several buttons, the Sovereign class, and galaxy class ships charged up there engines there nacelles glowing bright blue as they busted in to warp drive. Blue particles, fallowing in a trail as the starts in sub space flew buy the ships stars gleaming on there hull.

Beep be beep beebebeep. The sensors beeped as the helms officer said “were detecting several ships including our allies dropping g out of warp now” both ships dropped out of warp rather quickly there seilds up and Phasers charged, hailing the trekys ship

“This is the USS Sovereign and USS odyssey, we have come here to respond to a distress call what is your problem” the ships looked menacing stopped, over the trekys ship and turned to face the others”

The Captian smiled when he heard that The Fedral Unions vessels had gotten here.

"Sir, they are hailing..." said the Comm LT

This is the USS Sovereign and USS odyssey, we have come here to respond to a distress call what is your problem

"Open a channel LT..." said the Captian, "This is Captian Perrison of the USTS Norway. Me and 6 of my fellow Captians were sent ahead of a full fleet of 350 ships to secure coordinates for our ships to preceed to, when we were threatened by the makaarian vessel. They continue to call us inferior, so I decided to drag a few...other ships into the fray."

"Sir, shall i hail the makaarian vessel?" asked the Comm LT

"Go ahead son..." said the Captian, "AH...Commander, if you think my vessels are inferrior, why not ask The Fedral Union vessels, they'll vouge for us...O and I wouldn't call them inferior if I were you."

"Alright Commander what are your requests?"

Curdar turned to Reein. 'You're going to send me away to a far away planet while all this is going on?' he exclaimed to his brother. 'Why?'
'You are providing a valuable service Curdar. If we can get the Cassiopeians on side, then we may be able to convince the Makaarians that we're not going to massacre his precious apes.'
'But you all know that I'm the best tactician in the Family. What if a War breaks out?' replied Curdar.
'You have caused enough damage Curdar!' said Reein, keeping his voice calm, but his eyes glowing dangerously red. 'There will be no war. We will negotiate, like we always do. We are not some uncivilized cult. We are a respectable business Family.'
Curdar backed off a little. 'You will beam up and meet Cas'rai Gan'dor'ri' said Reein. 'You will negotiate an alliance. You will find a common ground. Meanwhile, I will try and clean up the mess you have made. I will get into contact with the other three parties (Makaarians, Zactarn Primeans and Trekys) and try and stike a deal on this planet and its sorry inhabitants. is that clear?'
Curdar bowed a little and strolled out of the room, straightning to his 8'9 height as he left.

Unlike Most Cassiopeians, Namely Darth Bankai, Cas'rai Gon'dor'ri was more.......Smart. She knew that most of the Cassiopeian Military was Busy and that if war was to start, the only Military she had in control, The 12th Imperial Warfleet, the 345th Fighter Megasquadron and the 1,000th Imperial Army would have to fight. But she was to use Peaceful meens, Fight if war starts, to get Vespeterium Minor back Cravious 7.

She waited for this Curdar to come, and hopefuly stop a war from starting.

Curdar phased into focus abaord the ship.
'Sorry I took a little while' he said apologetically. 'Family disagreements...'
He looked down at Cas'rai Gon'dor'ri and held out a skeletal hand.
'Curdar Richer Thelm Vespeterium at your service.' he said. 'We understand you wish to speak about the planet. Lets see what we can decide...'

OFFICIAL MESSAGE TO THE VESPETERIUM FAMIL MEMBER REEIN

"Reein and rest of family. We here at Zactarn Prime know that you do not want to get in a war and that is understandable considering that neither do I. I'm negotiating with the Makaarians now. If war does brake out I need to know if I have you in it. Already in line to fight is The Federal Union, Trekys, and Myself."

Curdar phased into focus abaord the ship.
'Sorry I took a little while' he said apologetically. 'Family disagreements...'
He looked down at Cas'rai Gon'dor'ri and held out a skeletal hand.
'Curdar Richer Thelm Vespeterium at your service.' he said. 'We understand you wish to speak about the planet. Lets see what we can decide...'

Cas'rai Gon'dor'ri Took Curdar's hand and shook it, "I hope this is the start of a Alliance, and since we will Jump into Hyperspace shortly, I think we should start talking about getting Cravious 7 back into your hands...without starting a war." she said.

'Don't worry. My Brothers have made it abundantly clear to me that we will not risk a war. Our powers of negotiation will have to suffice. So, what do you think should be done? The Makaarians will not hand the planet over for the moment. We need to find a common interest which will loosen their grip.'

OFFICIAL MESSAGE TO THE VESPETERIUM FAMIL MEMBER REEIN

"Reein and rest of family. We here at Zactarn Prime know that you do not want to get in a war and that is understandable considering that neither do I. I'm negotiating with the Makaarians now. If war does brake out I need to know if I have you in it. Already in line to fight is The Federal Union, Trekys, and Myself."

The Family will only go to war if it is forced upon us. We have no common ground with the Trekys, and know nothing of the Federal Union. We do not trust either enough to consider fighting alongside them. We will only aid in a perspective war if Zactarn Prime itself is attacked.

The Family will only go to war if it is forced upon us. We have no common ground with the Trekys, and know nothing of the Federal Union. We do not trust either enough to consider fighting alongside them. We will only aid in a perspective war if Zactarn Prime itself is attacked.

"We have been attacked. They shot at our planet but we were able to get the containment fields up. We have been attacked and are on the brink of war we need to know that if war breaks out if you are going to help us."

Reein stared into space, his eyes flashing grey.

'You should know Darth that the Family does not deal in black and white. We wish to have the planet, but we wish to aquire it through peaceful means. Makaar is not our friend, but neither is he our enemy. The same goes for the Trekys and the Federal Union. We only have one friend in this galaxy, and another perspective friend. However, if a war breaks out, and in the process of that happening, the Makaarians attack Zactarn Prime, Cravious 7 or Vespeterium Minor, yes, we will aid you. We warn you though. If you start the War, we will not. Sorry, but that is the way we deal.'

bump

bump, you crazy frogs.

"Commander you must tell me what you want the agreement to be."

The captain smiled as the guards ended their search. "My only request is that you do not ever make any move against Cravious 7, or any other planet for that matter, with hostile intent. You may, of course, colonise planets - but first you must make sure that there is no intelligent life on that planet. Also, I've been asked by my superiors to say that we will be surveying any planets that you decide you want to colonise that we suspect of having intelligent life."

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On board the orbiting SH Dreadnought, the first officer curled her fingers around her armchair, the rage almost eating her up.

"Don't call me hun," she said, almost whispering, but screaming it inside. "Now, listen to me, doll-face, your threats do not concern me. We already have more ships en route, and your vessels are no match for ours. This ship alone has enough firepower to destroy a small moon. Take it from me, I've done it before. We also have on board one Planetkiller tactical missile. You may be familiar with them, they are a weapon of mass destruction, designed to burn the atmosphere off a planet, and comes equipped with its own shields and offensive weaponry systems. I'm sure it could be reconfigured to attack a vessel. I am now going to close the channel, and my captain is going to complete the negotiations. If he is killed on that planet, my orders are to attack the planet and take Darth whatsisname into custody or kill him, whatever the cost. Please leave us alone now. End communication and apply frequency jamming to the Trekys ship, I've heard enough from them today."

"Fair fair. What if Cravious-7 makes a move against me or my allies AGAIN then can I make a hostile move against them? And if I'm attacked I will make a hostile move against any planet make that clear. Also I will give reports I scan my planets thoroughly before I colonize them. And Cravious-7 is still under my controll by Law. I will turn it over to Vespeterium minor and make sure they do not slaughter anyone."

'Don't worry. My Brothers have made it abundantly clear to me that we will not risk a war. Our powers of negotiation will have to suffice. So, what do you think should be done? The Makaarians will not hand the planet over for the moment. We need to find a common interest which will loosen their grip.'

"We have one, we don;t like Humans, but sometimes, Humans can be good because of one thing.......The "Ape Faces" as we call the Humans, can be as Greedy as the Trade Federation of the Star Wars Galaxy." Cas'rai said. "to Get Cravious-7 back, just use a Ape Face, one that Gambles to munch. Then get him to take over the Government of Cravious-7, then bribe him to say that Cravious-7 is under your Control, The Makaarians can't stop you then."

'Yes, very clever. But humans are very 'impulsive'. It may be hard to control them. We will have to keep the monkey on a tight leash.'

"But Cravious 7 didn't make a hostile move against your allies!" the captain said. "A small group of individuals did, and we have already taken them into custody. You are not the leader of that planet - they have begun the democratic election process, and it is being overseen by Makaarian marines and security forces. Once they are stable, we will pull out and they will be able to fend for themselves, especially when we give them our defensive technology. If another planet makes an attack on yours, and this attack is unprovoked, and it was done by the government, then we will not stand in your way."

"ok fine. I will run for election and so will my wife. There are no rules or laws stating I can't.

We'd also like to put foward a candidate. A human. That is fair.'

"ok fine. I will run for election and so will my wife. There are no rules or laws stating I can't.

"Actually, there is. As with most elections, you must be a citizen of the country or planet that is holding the election to even vote, nevermind run, and we plan to uphold these rules. Besides, do you really think anyone would vote for you?"

OOC: Before you tell me this is wrong, every single country in the world says that to stand for election, you must be on the electoral register, and to be on the electoral register, you must be a citizen.

OOC: Yes i'm not telling you it's wrong.

'Actually my dear Makaar, Cravious 7 is a planet of political oppertunism. It is settled by refugees, those claiming asylum but with no planet to go to, and those who wish to travel there for a better life. None of these people are of a similar nationality. Therefore, anybody that settles there can run for election. All Darth has to do, is move there for a few days.'

"I lived there for about an hour because I took over the planet that means I get the Presidential Residents as my house meaning i lived there for an hour."

"Again, that is not true," the captain said. "The election is only in a few days, they have already compiled the electoral registers. These people settled an uninhabited and unclaimed planet and claimed it as independant, so therefore it is regarded as an independant nation by Makaar, and that is how they wish to be recognised, so that is the law that applies. Darth, you are the enemies of these people, and they will most likely not even let you on the planet, and believe me, the Makaarian Royal Stellar Navy will stand in your path, whatever the cost."

'Ok then. However, we need police forces on the planet once the election is over, so that we can round up the terrorists and deal with them. You have still failed to produce any suspects that you have promised. The people of Vespeterium Minor won't stand for this terrorism to go unpunished.

"I will watch is Election closely." Cas'rai said, "Makaar would dare try to stop the Election, and the Sith lord can be controled, if he meets Darth Bankai him Self."

'What we need to do, my friends' said Reein to the Cassiopeians 'is invite all those running in the election to our shuttle to have discussions on the terrorists. Then, when they are here, we bribe, blackmail and threaten them until they all belong to us.'

'Ok then. However, we need police forces on the planet once the election is over, so that we can round up the terrorists and deal with them. You have still failed to produce any suspects that you have promised. The people of Vespeterium Minor won't stand for this terrorism to go unpunished.

"Actually, Your Excellency, my officers inform me that we have already rounded up a number of suspects. However, we are trying to guarantee them a fair trial. Once we have found your terrorists, we will punish them according to what they are due to recieve under human rights. If you have uncovered any evidence at the crime scene itself, we will be happy to take it and use it in the trial."

The sovereign opened a channel, a message was relayed to the Makaar ship, this is the federation patrol group 2 disengage and withdraw from our allies or we will be forced to protect them, if you fire upon us or them we will engage. This is your first and only warning” the ships moved in fornt of the trekys vessel and faced the enemy defiantly

OOC: Check your facts, Fedral Union, this isn't Trekys space.

IC:

The Makaarian ships hung in orbit for a few moments more before replying. "We're not going anywhere" the voice of the first officer said. "We're going to stay right here until our captain has finished the negotiations. Our main fleet will arrive in about... ooh, it's an hour now. So please, I ask you again, leave us. We will withdraw once our captain has finished making his peaceful negotiations."

A reply was sent out saying “we wont leave until you withdraw, we will defend our ally further more, there is no need for fleets if your intents are peaceful please delay your fleet, I ask the same of trekys we don’t want a war but we will defend our ally if it comes to one.”

"Are you deaf or just stupid? We are at war with Zactarn Prime and we are working to bring this war to an end! However, our fleet is arriving so that if the peace talks break down or our man is killed, we can continue said war. We are not asking that you leave, merely that you please restrain yourself from invoking childish threats."

the ships held there position replying “childish I think not its your war how ever, and we don’t know why trekys is even here., but its not our place to get involved in your petty dispute unless you get us involved we will try to get trekys to leave”

'What we need to do, my friends' said Reein to the Cassiopeians 'is invite all those running in the election to our shuttle to have discussions on the terrorists. Then, when they are here, we bribe, blackmail and threaten them until they all belong to us.'

"I know the Some one who can help." Cas'rai Said "a Dark Jedi by the Name of Triannos Darkclaw. He is Human, but he was Trained by Darth Bankai him Self."

'Excellent, excellent. Maybe we can use this man to influence the electoral process.' said Curdar.

'Makaar. We just want to point out that we are not in an alliance with any of the warmongering nations. Our only ally here is Zactarn Prime, who are doing the everything they can for peace. And we are also in the process of an alliance with the Cassiopeia Galaxy, who are also acting in a peaceful manner. However, we would request that when you have given the human terrorists their fair trial, that you hand them over to us for due punishment (should they be found guilty). It is only fair, since it was us that they attacked. We hope to hear a positive answer from this.'
Reein Sovo Axes Vespeterium.

The Lord Minister smiled. He hated humans, and, given his miserable failure to exterminate those within his own realm, decide to aid the Vespiterium Business in extracting, well, we could call it justice. But we won't.

Official Message to the Vespiterium Business: We will support you in your claim to the planet, and am sending a pair of [i]Irigan[i]-class frigates to aid you.

- Your cordially, Lord Minister of the Realm

Unofficial Message to the Vespiterim - Ok. We have in our possession several mind-control devices, enough to secure for you every candidate. Although they are inefficient on other races, they are designed to work on humans, and so you could easily win the elections. We also have a prototype 'Giant Flamethrower', which would burn the population to a cinder, and let you harvest the valuable minerals underneath. For a price, of course. We could easily re-program the AI, and let it 'go to town', on the colony.

We could easily win you these pitiful elections, or have an 'accident', and apologise later. I'm sure the apes wouldn't mind one bit. Of course, this would cost us quite a bit. If you could see your way clear to devoting, say, 1% of the profits from this planet to [Lord Minister Personal Acct No.], the unexpected boost of funds could cause an 'error' in the computing.

OOC:

We also have a prototype 'Giant Flamethrower', which would burn the population to a cinder

There are a number of problems I have with this. Firstly, you can't shoot flames from space because there is no oxygen for it to burn, so you would have to be in the planet's atmosphere or need a huge amount of oxygen to just jettison into space, and even then the flame would only last for a few seconds. Secondly, even if you could get close enough to the planet, your ships would be destroyed because Makaarian fleets are currently defending the planet. Thirdly, have you ever heard of tornade shelters? In face, never mind that - have you ever heard of basements? Or maybe they are mining their own resources? Anyone underground would be pretty much secure.

IC:

A message was broadcast to all involved nations:

"To all involved nations in the Cravious 7 dispute, the elections are beginning. We ask you now, please do not interfere with the democratic process. These people have the right to choose their own leaders, and Makaar takes a very dim view of anyone who tries to remove that right from them."

'Makaar, will you hand the terrorists over to us if they are found guilty?! We have a right to punish them.'

A formal reply was sent to Vespeterium Minor:

"Attention, government of Vespeterium Minor,

The Makaarian Ministry of Foreign Affairs has decided to reject your application for extradition. While said application may be accepted at a later date, pending judicial review, it is Makaarian policy not to extradite criminals who may face the death penalty.

We should tell you that we have arrested two citizens of Cravious 7 on charges of murder. Their trial will take place in 2 days and we invite a digitary of your nation to come and watch the proceedings.

Signed,

-Dominic Southey
Minister of Foreign Affairs

-William Ranford
Prime Minister

Under authorisation of
-HRH King James II
King of Makaar

"So commander I leave Cravious-7 alone untill next election (3 days) and no war?"

"If only it was that simple," the captain chuckled. "No, you must also leave the planet alone during the election. Afterwards, you may visit, but only if the people there let you - and seeing as you killed their last leader, I don't think their new leader will be very happy with you coming to stay. If you comply with those conditions, then no war."

Reein's eyes flashed dark red at the Makaarian reply. 'Re-route this immediately!'

'Good day my Makaarian friends. We are extremely disappointed with your decision and must insist that you hand the terrorists over to us. What they committed wasn't just murder. It was a most heinous crime. They killed 18 world leaders. This is regicide on a massive scale. We implore you to reconsider your position. These terrorists broke Interstellar law, and on the basis of Interstellar law I ask you to give them to us. They committed crimes against OUR people. They killed OUR Lord Chancellors. Therefore they should be punished according to OUR law. And our law demands they be immediately repremanded. Their crimes were against us, not you. And they should be punished by our customs, not yours. We once again ask you as a friend and an upholder of the peace. Give them to us.'
Reein Sovo Axes Vespeterium.

The Makaarian Prime Minister himself answered the call:

"This is a difficult position you put me in. On the one hand, I have a possible armed confict, and perhaps even a war, that we may be forced to enter. On the other, I must consider the claims that you have to extradition. However, this all boils down to one thing: they will undoubtedly be executed, or possibly tortured if I hand them over to you. Makaar stands by a firm policy of not handing over criminals to countries where they would face execution or torture. Therefore, by Makaarian law, I must refuse your request. I can understand that you will undoubtedly feel disappointed, but it is our right to refuse an extradition request. If you can guarantee me that these people will not be treated badly while imprisoned, and will not be harmed or abused, then I will hand them over."

"On another note, I should inform you that we have captured a third suspect, and of the two we had captured earlier, one has been found guilty and the other has been acquited."

'Perhaps we can come to some agreement over the prisoners. We can't promise that we won't kill those found guilty. Murkossinian law (that's our species) states that 'those committing the heinous crimes of murder, genocide or regicide must face death by public execution and the dissolving of their bodies in acid.' So we can't make any promises that we know we won't keep. So if you promise to lock the guilty humans up, until their death of old age, we will drop the issue.'

"The Makaarian punishment for regicide is, incidentally, life imprisonment," the Prime Minister said. "We will treat this as regicide, but this will take some changing of the law - Makaarian definition of regicide is murder of the king or queen. I am sure, though, that to avoid an international incident, we can accomodate your wishes."

Thank you very much. I am glad that we have been able to come to some agreement.

OOC: I will be away for a minimum of 10 days from tomorrow. Sorry for any inconvenience.

OOC: I'm back...just so you all know.