NationStates Jolt Archive

Star date 998750 August 5th

The enterprise has been re deployed to the border near Hyperspatial Travel, after the Slave incident, we were assigned to patrol the border between Hyperspatial Travel and the union, it’s a tense area this new nation is some what hostile, and we are here to secure our borders.


I hope we don’t get attacked then again we need a test of our combat systems. With that the Capitan raised his hand over and tapped a button shutting off the screen. He got up his black uniform and COM badge gleaming in the light as he walked in to the busy advanced bridge his shoulder patch gleaming with the symbol of the enterprise J and the UFP.


The enormous ship doped out of warp its saucer gleaming In the red light of the near buy nebula and stars, its huge saucer section eclipsing other objects in the area

"Er, sir. We appear to have a situation. A ship, of unknown origin, has appeared multiple times on our sensors, but not long enough for us to get a lock."

The Captain paced across the room, annoyed, at this seemingly invisible and powerful ship, that forced his frigate to chase their trail, attempting to identify them at every turn. He had managed to re-activate Tirila, the resident AI, in order to identify.

Ship in TFU border. Probability of TFU origin, 37%.

Ship leaves distinct class 75 trail. Probability of TFU origin, 49%.

Visual sightings have Class 997 architecture. Probability of TFU origin, 72%.

More data needed in order to complete probability calculations

He looked up, and spoke to the AI. "Well, that settles it. Use the Shirrea drive to move us in. Hook us onto their trail, and drain their energy, so we aren't drained if it comes to conflict. Contact Central Command for backup, as this thing is probably as big a Warcruiser, at least."

Order confirmed. Receipt issued.

The Captain smiled, as his frigate began following the wake left by the drive that had left such a trail. He would look foward to scanning the ship, or even perhaps obliterating it, with the aid of a Warcruiser...

as the Capitan sat down tactical went to red alert as the SCVS detected another ship. He said “sir we have a ship it seems to be an HT ship I don’t know what its doing in our borders!”

the captain stood up saying “Send an audio message to the ship reading “ this is the Federation star ship enterprise, you are in federation space and are violating our borders, we request that you leave immediately or we will be forced to take stricter measures”


the massive ship charged its large amount of phaser arrays and armed torpedoes it was armed to the teeth over 40 non liner arrays that could disrupt time and space on the Planck scale.

The tactical analyses was done every witch way every single sensors, nothing was left unchecked 3D images of the ship popped up

"Pah. This is well within my borders, as indicated by my charts. In fact, I came to see why you were violating our borders. Perhaps you would like to move back another 6588 klicks, to where the Union territory is?"

The ship sent a tightline message back home, asking for reinforcements, which were on the way. If things came to blows, the reinforcements would crush the Union ship.

“Your borders!” replied the captain angrily “it’s with in our borders! How dare you violate our space then claim it’s yours, we are asking you again to move back or we will be forced to destroy you”

with that the captain nodded, as the tactical tapped a few buttons” a two weird looking energy beams (a new type of phaser) fired out form two of its aft arrays across the enemy bow

The captain gave a lazy smile, even as his shields were being depleted. The reinforcements were inbound in two minutes, surely he could stall them that long...

"Actually, old boy, this is our space. It has been, before the Union even existed. Indeed, there should be a heavily degraded probe, [co-ordinates transmitted] as you can see. Perhaps your big ship makes you belligerent. We strongly advise that you do not engage in a war with the Realm, as we would obliterate you beyond all recognition, irregardless of whether this craft is destroyed."

He then fired a tiny, single, globe of light, which homed in on the enemy ship, and would absolutely play havoc with their sensors.

OOC And along came a little birdie, flying through space, and it bumped its head on the big TFU ship.

The con officer was looking at his Standard sensor screen saying “sir we are receiving some interference from the probe but nothing I cant clear up and our SCVS can cut through it any way”


The Capitan sighed and said “I’m tired of this arrogant blowhard, tactical fire all phasers and torpedoes, call in the back up”

With that the J maneuvered swiftly in front of the enemy ship, with flashes of white blue bursts coming form all around, several galaxy class, akria class, ambassador class, Nebula class ,and Excelsior class star ships surrounded the enemy ships ,(30 ships in all) a message came in

“we have warned you for the last time” it cuts, with that the J fired multiple phaser beams, crimson red slightly orange beams charged up and fired massive amounts of energy flowing to them, as over 10 beams flew in the direction of the enemy ship, Multiple Gravimetric and Quantum torpedoes flew out of the Forward torpedo tubes. Over 100 Pulses of green and blue flung out at amazing speeds heading towards the enemy ship.

A standard border defence force of 40 ships, heavy cruisers, battleships; waited at the border with Hyperspatial Travel and the Union; awaiting their instructions. The Unionist attack served as ample reason for them to engage in peacekeeping activities. The colonies must be kept safe; the threat must be quashed; immediately.

"Do you require aid?" Sliding across the border, weapons primed and ready to fire in a nano-second should the need arise; the ships readied. "We repeat; do you require aid against the Union's assault?"

FTL fields snapped into activity; enveloping them all, preventing exit or entry from the immediate area by Faster than Light travel; siloes primed and readied; Warp Cannons hissed and crackled. The Imperium would defend its borders; and those of its allies.

"Union vessel; you are hereby in violation of pacts of alliance between the Imperium and the people of Hyperspatial Travel; you are to stand down and cease hostilities; or you shall be fired upon by the combined might of this defence force."

OOC: Is this closed or what?

a message was sent to the enemy fleets : the union will not yield to pitiful threats you come in to our space and begin making demands if you so much as harm a hair on any of our ships you will face the wrath of an entire federal armada!


(OOC its open)

"And should you continue to fire upon an ally of the Imperium; bound both in the Lords of Chaos and by the ESUS, then we shall have no choice but to open fire upon you; and you shall face the wrath of the Imperium's battlefleets. You shall cease your pointless hostilities, now. That is the will of the Emperor. He offers his mercy before you; lest you wish us to punish you your insolence; and your destabilisation of each great border."

With that a few squadrons of fighters jumped in to the area with In a flash of light, the ships maneuvered them selves and portioned them slave against the enemy ships, orders were waiting to send the 8th -13th fleets. Hopefully this wont go south but TFU forces were not budging

A message was sent “you will back down, we will not yield, your ally here has violated our space and become hostile against us, if you wish not to escalate this in a war you will withdraw and make your allies withdraw immdeatly”

"We do not presume to speak for our allies; Unionist, and nor shall you. You shall hold fire until they respond; if not, then you shall be categorised as Hereticus Diabolus; subject to immediate declaration of Exterminatus upon your entire civilisation. We shall not budge from our current position; but we shall respond to further hostile actions from either you or those of Hyperspatial Travel. If you value peace; then relent, all of us shall relent; and we shall have parley. Decide now; or comend your souls to Chaos."

The Captain sat back in his chair, fingers intertwined as he sighed softly. "Why is it that people like this always have to make things difficult. Maintain full shields; hold weapons on standby; ready targetting computers for key locations and prepare to commence coordinated fire upon my mark; codified; Alpha, Beta; Epsilon. Threat codified and identified; TFU hostiles; codified as Janus."

The other 30 ships and fighters turned around and targtted the Chronosiaian ships with full phasers and torpedoes, the fighters formed up a squadron on Anti capital ship gun ships was also with in the 30 ship fleet

"Fedral vessels, you are treading on thin ice. We wish for a ceasefire and end to hostilities. The Imperium will not tolerate your hostile actions towards our vessels." they held steady; staying between Chronosian and Hyperspatial borders; their weapons still primed and ready. "We repeat; if you do not cease hostilities then we will be forced to pacify both fleets with pulse weaponry. We have not violated your space; nor shall we. You shall cease this rash action. Immediately"

The fleet sat there the hull lights blinking on the saucers as they faced the enemies, not responding to any hail.

"Typical; Ignorance and Arrogance. We shall not trouble ourselves with your uncivilised response then" the Captain shut off communications and sighed, reclining into his command chair; letting his fingers carress the arm rests.

"We have them; they will not reply because they have nothing to say; nothing to say that could help their case. They are, as some would say, dead to rights. They wish to put on a brave face; but they are unable to. Undignified, unable to accept defeat, or at least stalemate. This shall be an embarressment for all their kind; they who think themselves so proud; so great; cow towed into silence by reasonable argument."

Kriegorgrad was rarely a spectator, let alone a participator, in interstellar conflicts, but when profit beckoned, the scavenger known as Kriegorgrad was never far behind. Like a scrawny hyena after the scraps of a lion, it would close in on the poor victims of a mighty predator, although, on this particular occasion, the cackling hyena would enter with less grace than usual. But how did the Collective Oligarchy know of this? How did they know of events transpiring thousands of light years away. Well, Kriegorgrad had previously exchanged embassies with a humble nation that went by the title of New Dornalia, this particular nation had deemed Kriegorgrad friendly enough to be entrusted with a space worthy communication device which was remarkably useful for listening in on foreign conversations and it was only a matter of time until the Collective Oligarch found something interesting. And of the aforementioned lack of grace…

“FTL drives good to go sir!” Faster than light, only years ago, it had been the product of overactive imaginations thinking of a future filled with super fast space ships and amazingly powerful weapons of lasers and plasma. No one would’ve thought that a nation as…dubious as Chronosia would’ve given Kriegorgrad, a nation of similarly bad repute, such a powerful piece of technology. The motivations and reasons for it were unknown but the oligarchs didn’t care about that, all they wanted was the progress and technology.

“Jump plotted and ready to go!” Nigh was the hour that whatever shreds of discretion and subtlety would disappear completely crushed by the greedy actions of piracy that the Collective Oligarchy had hoped to get done. While Kriegorgrad spoke of moral superiority and its unending war on “deviants”, it sponsored space piracy with the military as the pirates – a tale of true hypocrisy.

“Well then, jump and good luck people, if we pull this off, we’ll live like oligarchs when we get back home!” Came the voice of Admiral Darlington, and with that, the blocky shapes of seven Liberator-class blinked out of existence with a flash of red light and milliseconds later, the same ships materialised with an identical flash next to the Chronosian fleet, although, there was an accident. When Darlington called out on the communications system to the small pirate raiding party, a problem arose – one ship didn’t call back. Seconds later, bursts of laughter erupted through the communication system and Darlington barked for a visual, and when he saw it on the view screen, he couldn’t help but smile. Blue Fox had jumped right into a Chronosian vessel many times its size. Half immersed in the ruddy metal of the mighty Chronosian warship, the Blue Fox looked more than humorous. However, the mission wasn’t one of humour, it was one of objective and technology, he had to get his intentions across to the Chronosians before they got spooked and simply annihilated his miniscule “fleet”.

So much for graceful entries.



{::Establishing Uplink::}
{::Encrypting::}
{::Secure Channel Procured::}

Type of Communiqué: Military
To: Chronosian Fleet
From: Admiral Darlington of the Proletarian Starfleet
Subject: We are friendly

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”Do not open fire! We are friendly, we have been sent by the Collective Oligarchy to help you stem the tide of Unionist scum encroaching on Chronosian space, also, I must add that your FTL drives were a triumphant success, save for the accident...If you want us to board the ships, you’ll need to disable their shields first, however, once you do – our men will storm the ships with speed and accuracy. Our men are being complimented by Ordos Fedor on this occasion , the best of the best Kriegorgrad has to offer.

While this may be a bit difficult, it would help as Kriegorgrad is interested in procuring Federal technology, also, it would bolster your fleet and result in you not having to dispatch men to accustom themselves with foreign ships – we are already accustomed to Federal ships after a raid on an old merchant vessel sometime ago. While the controls may not be identical, we’ll have an aptitude in getting the ships to to work.

And of the Blue Fox’s accident…sorry, fixing that is beyond our ken.“

Yours Sincerely,


Admiral Darlington of the Proletarian Starfleet



{::Closing Uplink::}

The fleet moved closer to the border, the fleet now right on the border reverted in to fortified defensive positions. Mean while several other star ships jumped in over 80 now occupied the area along with heavy amounts of fighters


A message was sent “if you so much as come in to our territory we will blast you out of the sky enough said”..

The Galactic Republic of The Cassiopeia Galaxy is staying out of this War, but will Continue Trade with Chronosia. If any Ship of ours is attacked by TFU ships, will will Declare War.

"Your arrogance and hostility once again know no end. You do not scare us; sitting on your border, crying that someone has entered your playarea; like a spoiled child. You sit and you whine of violations against you; yet who fired the first shot. Prolonged diplomacy is a concept obviously beyond such vagabonds as you. You learn to traverse the stars; but nothing that matters. Cunning, Tact; Proper table manners" A sly snicker echoed across space. "Now; where were we; ah yes! The meat of the matter. You have ceased your hostilities; only by the grace of having your weapons pointed at us. We thank you for your complete compliance, and are grateful that you chose to humble yourselves to our terms. So glad to see that everything is progressing as amicably as possible. Of course; while most of the credit must surely go to us, we must thank you for not killing yourselves, or us; in the process."

He continued with his transmission. "People of the galaxy; let it be known that the Fedral Union has done as we asked and ceased hostilities against HYperspatial Travel; we graciously accept the burden of having diffused this situation; and offer the Union congratulations at reforming diplomatically. As you can see; The Union has obeyed a direct request from the Imperium; and is behaving, almost civilly! Once again, we thank the Union for complying" He disengaged transmission and chuckled softly. "Now, Now we will see how far they will push the envelope; and how much propoganda can be gleaned from this."

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