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About half of the Makos had moved off to concentrate their fire on bringing down the Hatarian missiles, leaving the rest to focus their fire on the enemy fortifications.

The remaining Makos launched several massive salvos of Tachyon Torpedos at the Hatarian forces in addition to their normal Flux Cannon Fire, targeting their shield generators and defensive weapons emplacements. The Tachyon torpedos were particularly handy for heavily shielded targets as they effectively turned the enemy's shields against them. The torpedos would detonate just outside the shield, and from that point, it would seem as though the shielding itself had begun bombarding the Hatarian positions with heavy turbolaser fire.

The Slaughterkings held back, charging up their Ion Cannons for a single massive crippling salvo that would leave the entire city blacked out. The Starbolts and Slaymasters simply clouded around the city, letting their sheer numbers spread the enemy defensive fire among them with only a few minor casualties, bringing death and destruction on any enemy fighters like a wall of doom, and even at this juncture reinforcements kept pouring in. Starbolt Charged shots slammed into the enemy shielding, and beams of white light lanced out from each Kython Slaymaster, targeting enemy fighters with enough firepower to slice them in half right there.

Far above the battlefield, a light appears in the sky, as the resource satellite ANR-12 begins it's re-entry. Within 15 minutes, the 5 km diameter nickel-iron asteroid will collide with the capital city of Coreworlds... and strangely enough, it appears to be accelerating far faster than any asteroid normally re-entering should.

Battle ragign around them; Remiel wrenched his arm back, thr Protoss' blades scarring the front of his armor; before Remiel plunged forward with the soul-hungry Daemon blade; plunging it through the now destroyed shield, towards his foe; his psychic onslaught intensified; as he lashed out with blasts of warp energy....

Countless marines fell; vehicles exploded; but still they fought; numbers still overwhelming as they surged forward to encircle and crush the Protoss; barrages of fire hurtled towards the enemy; and countless rounds smashed towards the Darchon...

The Daemons, who were not under Chronosian control; has sundered Tatoo and now began their assaults on the other key cities of Coredia; taking to wings; where they engaged the Hobeebians; roarign and spitting and slashign at their machines....

On the ground; they surged forward; axes, blades; all manner of weapons sharp and ready, their flesh fattened by sacrifice; hungry and dark; ready to consume and crush all before them....


The attack was blocked by the Darchons armor, but barely, it was just an inch or so from penetrating his armor, and the Darchon was barely able to hit back, he was fagged out, time to fall back...

The 70 or so surviving Dark Templar were around their Commander now, and now they ran, warp tears opened up and took them back, along with the Darchon, who, after the last exchange, fell back and headed hom, Remiel could follow if he wanted, but it wouldn't be a good idea.

OOC: to Chronosia and who ever else is in tatoo..... Remember my NOVA. yet thier at normal charge that means they are slow but I would say you have about 5 minutes before it would reach the ground, and it had neen fire 3 minuts ago- you got two minutes. jedi and daemon alike are not going to like it very much when it hits..... And Chronosia, the daemons that are attacking me. if they are human sized I could flick them. you are fighting a very large mecha.



With John gone, Reaver holding a egg, Chronosian daemons comig, and a Nova about to hit made the situation very delicate. John wanted him to give the egg to Chronosia, but why.

Reaver opened his cockpit for a brief moment and plaaced the egg inside. then close his cockpit and got ready to engage the daemons. As the daemons closed in Reaver used his wings and made a monsterous wind in hopes to pushed thedaemons back down, so they would feel the Nova.

Remiel cackled; pushing through the sea of blood and corpses, laughing maniacally as he raised his arms to the sky; artillery thundering about him. "Is there no one else? Will no one else stand against me? I have defeated their bastard leader; now come" He lashed out, left and right; the juggernaut plunging into the fray, bellowing with scarcely human rage.

"COME ON! FACE ME! WORMS! MAGGOTS! YIELD BEFORE THE DARK PRINCE!" His eyes crackled with warp fire; his armor alight with energy, seething amongst the runes, alighting upon his form. "Come to me...Come, one and all"

OOC: to Chronosia and who ever else is in tatoo..... Remember my NOVA. yet thier at normal charge that means they are slow but I would say you have about 5 minutes before it would reach the ground, and it had neen fire 3 minuts ago- you got two minutes. jedi and daemon alike are not going to like it very much when it hits..... And Chronosia, the daemons that are attacking me. if they are human sized I could flick them. you are fighting a very large mecha.



With John gone, Reaver holding a egg, Chronosian daemons comig, and a Nova about to hit made the situation very delicate. John wanted him to give the egg to Chronosia, but why.

Reaver opened his cockpit for a brief moment and plaaced the egg inside. then close his cockpit and got ready to engage the daemons. As the daemons closed in Reaver used his wings and made a monsterous wind in hopes to pushed thedaemons back down, so they would feel the Nova.

OOC: The Daemons are not Chronosian; they are simply Chaos. If I have to say this one more time I swear I will hit someone....Secondly, no, they're not human sized. And a large mecha is nothing against sheer numbers. A swarm of Nids can bring down a Battle Titan; its the same with Mecha's. Quantity against Quality; lets see who wins ;)

IC:

The Daemon's bellowed; roaring as coutnless took to fetid wing; bloodthirsters brought their enormous axes to bear against their foes; forcing through the wind; Lord's of Change hurled crackling and terrible warp vortexes at their prey; as below; most of the city of Tatoo now emptied; countless lesser daemons died....

Great Unclean Ones dragged their bodies towards the front lines; disease and plague seeping from their very flesh as they plunged into combat; the seductive whispers of the Keeper of Secrets slipping forth as it lashed out with its great sword. War was joined in every way and every quarter. Death was everywhere....

John just as he was ready to dime jump, heard the cries for violance from a Chronosian. John wanted this fight. John being a Gaurdian-of-Light a state alchemist,and a biomech pilot, John also had a strange power,one that may prove useful in killing that Chronosian. John then Dime jumped down to face the Chronosian......

The positron deflector shields on the Destroy units simply snap on to absorb the blasts, though they are pushed back a bit. The exposed Axis Nova infantry and tanks that are closest to the explosions do take some casualties of their own, however, and medical and armored recovery units quickly move in along with more forces to solidify the line.


...and far above the Arbiters, in the upper atmosphere, four sets of crosshairs lock onto each one.


A few seconds later, four Merethyn charged particle beams come straight down out of the sky from more or less directly above each Arbiter. Such an attack from such an unexpected angle would more or less be impossible to evade or counter...


3 arbiters fell, but one managed to evade the strike, and a single gate stayed open, T!CH!R! Ground Combat units, designated level 1-6 flooded through the single remaining gate, the level 6 units were powerful enough to physichally push back a D-9 bulldozer, they slammed into the enemy DUs on their six stubby, powerful legs, and then they fired again, once they were in contact, no shield could react fast enough to save them.

The lower level units were slaughtered by the defending infantry, and the level 6s were damaged, but there were many more of them than there were of the enemy, and they just kept coming, hundreds of armored and armed biological monstrosities swarming the packed formaions around the DUs legs, while Rhino-tanks charged the DUs themselves, nothing could stop this onslaught short of nuclear bombardment.

Reaver noticed the attacks coming closer and closer. And just to anger them. Reaver split phased leaving only his image in true view his body now untouchable. Reaver began to fly toward the daemons knowing he could not toucj them he had to make a quick plan....

Remiel turned as John landed nearby, chuckling softly. "So there is strength yet in men" He smirked softly; pulling Worldrender from a corpse. "I give you one chance; step aside. My grudge lies not with you; you are not who I shall give the boon of pain too. You are not to have your eyes opened....yet" He felt the blade writhe, twist; it hungered; souls, flesh, blood. "Shhh" He hissed, and it's whispered voice rose like a deafening scream; scarring his psyche with waves of decadant pain and pleasure.

"As you wish" Remiel muttered; opening eyes that blazed with the very fire of the warp. "You'll do as an appetiser..." And with that, he lunged forward; roaring in obscene prayer as he struck out against John.

Reaver remember the egg ( now rolling around in his cockpit.)
Just before he reached the daemons reaver got out the egg and released it into the air, once the egg left Reavers touch it phased back in to normal. Weather they caught it or not did not matter. He had done his job...

Remiel cackled; pushing through the sea of blood and corpses, laughing maniacally as he raised his arms to the sky; artillery thundering about him. "Is there no one else? Will no one else stand against me? I have defeated their bastard leader; now come" He lashed out, left and right; the juggernaut plunging into the fray, bellowing with scarcely human rage.

"COME ON! FACE ME! WORMS! MAGGOTS! YIELD BEFORE THE DARK PRINCE!" His eyes crackled with warp fire; his armor alight with energy, seething amongst the runes, alighting upon his form. "Come to me...Come, one and all"
"Boy, he's a loud one." I muttered as I pulled my lightsaber blade out from the chest of a Bloodletter. We're close to the Warp Gate, the psychic glow in the mountain like a beacon to us Jedi, but the number of daemon hordes...sheesh!

Aside from the daemons who needed to be wasted, we'd need to figure out how the Gate itself works so that we could close it. But first, we'd have to reach it through the masses of daemons. The Princes were trouble, though, but that's why we have Naruto and the others aiding us on that front. Slowly, but surely, we pushed through to the caves that lead to the Warp Gates...

The Daemon's bellowed; roaring as coutnless took to fetid wing; bloodthirsters brought their enormous axes to bear against their foes; forcing through the wind; Lord's of Change hurled crackling and terrible warp vortexes at their prey; as below; most of the city of Tatoo now emptied; countless lesser daemons died....

Great Unclean Ones dragged their bodies towards the front lines; disease and plague seeping from their very flesh as they plunged into combat; the seductive whispers of the Keeper of Secrets slipping forth as it lashed out with its great sword. War was joined in every way and every quarter. Death was everywhere....
Dragons fell out of the sky, wings and bodies torn, but there was a hell of a lot to go, as Ryujin and his top lieutenants slammed daemons with immense powers, from his favorite Crystal-Shatter breath attack to streaks of holy light that stabs enemies by the dozens. Their main job was to keep the majority of the hordes off the backs of the Jedi Knights as they fought their way to the Gate, and they did it well, with magic and breath powers, tooth and claw and spiked tail.

The Battle of Tatoo was perhaps the bloodiest of them all so far and it shows even from space...

Dragons fell out of the sky, wings and bodies torn, but there was a hell of a lot to go, as Ryujin and his top lieutenants slammed daemons with immense powers, from his favorite Crystal-Shatter breath attack to streaks of holy light that stabs enemies by the dozens. Their main job was to keep the majority of the hordes off the backs of the Jedi Knights as they fought their way to the Gate, and they did it well, with magic and breath powers, tooth and claw and spiked tail.

I think he was talked about Reaver.......

I think he was talked about Reaver.......
OOC: Nah, he's talking about everyone. 'sides, he mentioned Tatoo. :)

OOC: All of you, actually :P

OOC: my bad... :p
Oh Chronosia a biomech is in the air.if you where to get it and riase it. it may become dark and evil..... :)

The Hatarians were now holed up in a prime area, and the bombardments of friendly artillery and fighters kept their heads down.

Now, comes the Elite Star Destroyer Ultrasaur, positioning itself in low orbit above Coredia. "Weapons, I want a bombardment at Hoth City! Take down those shields!"

Blue ion cannons bolts rained down upon the shields, lightning crackling upon impact in anticipation of disrupting the shields. Then, thick green beams of turbolaser fire rained down with immense violence upon the shields, and a few missiles were thrown for good measure. The mass of energy and projectile combined will surely down the shields relatively quickly.

The Shield was at 78% and Dropping, and the Hatarians soon attacked, all the Fighters at Hoth City attacked the enemy, while The Turbolasers and Anti-Craft Missiles fired against the enemy Star Destroyer, along with The Ion Cannon.

General Chimaera soon sent a Message to Chronosia.

To: Chronosia. GRAB THAT EGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Egg she ment by was the reaver egg that was reported to be in the hands of Hobbeebia.

OOC: Waiting for you to reply to Remiel...

IC: The Chronosians in orbit; watching the battle, noticed the signature of the biomech egg and teleported it on board; quickly locking it in isolation. A spoil of war, they surmised; too valuable to lose in combat, or to the Daemonic hordes below. It must be quickly dispatched to the Mechanicus...

OOC: my bad... :p
Oh Chronosia a biomech is in the air.if you where to get it and riase it. it may become dark and evil..... :)

OOC: Never tell Chron that.

OOC: Waiting for you to reply to Remiel...

IC: The Chronosians in orbit; watching the battle, noticed the signature of the biomech egg and teleported it on board; quickly locking it in isolation. A spoil of war, they surmised; too valuable to lose in combat, or to the Daemonic hordes below. It must be quickly dispatched to the Mechanicus...

General Chimaera soon sent another Message to Chronosia's Fleet

Take to Egg to Axis Nova, we are Planning to use it on Godular and CoreWorlds

OOC: A biomech egg dependeing on what matter is around it well developing will detirmine what it become during birth. Since chronosia like dark eveil stuff. the biomech will undoutable become a dark biomech.
And with a daemom guy at the controls the dark power would sky rocket....

oh it will take 1 rl day for it to hatch. from then it will be a child, then adult. child form will last for 1 day. So while it is a child you can use it as a 7 foot tall mega soldier. :)

OOC: A biomech egg dependeing on what matter is around it well developing will detirmine what it become during birth. Since chronosia like dark eveil stuff. the biomech will undoutable become a dark biomech.
And with a daemom guy at the controls the dark power would sky rocket....

oh it will take 1 rl day for it to hatch. from then it will be a child, then adult. child form will last for 1 day. So while it is a child you can use it as a 7 foot tall mega soldier. :)

OOC: Time to move on destroying them then... Alot of fierpower is going to have to be brought to bear, I'm gonna enjoy this.

OOC: Time to move on destroying them then... Alot of fierpower is going to have to be brought to bear, I'm gonna enjoy this.

OOC: I am going to assume that you are going to accelerate time around it to speed thing up.

OOC: I am going to assume that you are going to accelerate time around it to speed thing up.
OOC:Nope, I'm gonmna hammer the ship it's in, it will not make it.

The Shield was at 78% and Dropping, and the Hatarians soon attacked, all the Fighters at Hoth City attacked the enemy, while The Turbolasers and Anti-Craft Missiles fired against the enemy Star Destroyer, along with The Ion Cannon.
Lightning crackled and turbolasers pounded the shields of the Ultrasaur, knocking out several weapons and reducing it's attack, but the two ESDs that finished battling the Hataria soon joined their sister in battle against the shield. With three Elite Star Destroyers, the shield over Hoth City will fall in no time and complete orbitial bombardment of the city can begin.

As the strange creatures emerge from a new warp tear, two things happen: a nuclear artillery shell suddenly fires directly through it back to the originating point (the AN forces being ready this time), and more charged particle blasts rain from the sky, 11 targeting the remaining Arbiter (with some firing to hit around it and then sweeping the beam across it from multiple angles to prevent escape).

The twelfth shot streaks down at a slightly different target, using the precise targeting data provided by the Axis Nova ground forces to accurately sweep a line across the majority of the advancing monsters, though a number of them still get by and begin crunching away at the Axis Nova fortifications.

In response, massive Admiral A-1s move foreward to engage the creatures, pounding at them with 220mm linear gun shots, 155mm artillery shells, and their gigantic front mounted flamethrowers when they get too close. Support fire is provided by 90mm linear gun fire from the Lion II tank destroyers.

i wouldnt do that....... it would release enough energy to destory anything around it for 10 thousand miles. friend or foe. reason being is because the egg is creating a core, the home planet of Hobbeebia uses one biomech core the power it self. our ships are powered witha small fragment of one. the egg would be like a planet killing bomb at this point....

General Chimaera soon desided to force the enemy, Godular to do something dumb, send his makos from their Ships and force them into a Ground battle. She soon Used a large Holoprojecter and soon appeared as a Giant Image in the sky.

"You aren't Warriors!" She said, "You are Cowers, hideing in your Ships, like The Cowers you are! Are you Scared that you might really be beated??? Then let the Universe know that you are nothing but Scared Humans..........Cowers at heart!"

"Boy, she knows how to get the enemy mad." said Nadia.

OOC: Hataria, keep in mind, the Godulans are firing those Tachyon torpedos at ya. Most forms of shielding are effectively useless against them things, as the Tachyon burst they release does nothing to shielded units, only becoming the Heavy Turbolaser strength bolt of energy upon incidence and passage through an enemy's shield. These bolts are presently targeted upon recognized shield generators and weapons emplacements.

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The Godulan Southern Garrison had been moving towards the Chronosian front for some time now, and it would have become strangely aware to everyone on the battlefield that the ground was starting to thrum with a rhythmic seismic pulse. A wall of dust was approaching from the north...

A Kython Slaymaster swarm several thousand fighters strong, the one that had driven the Axis Novans from their southern foothold after the Javelin strike, now came from the coast to the south at little higher than eye level. As they approached the Chronosian forces, their whirling razor discs angled to the side slightly, and sand sprayed as the Kythons drove through the enemy ranks at tremendous speeds, slicing through their forces like psychotic blender blades of doom. The Kythons seemed to take to this tack with a particular relish.

And finally, up in orbit, the Kingdom Come began focusing fire on enemy concentrations, letting its sheer volume of cannon fire take out what it wanted...

i wouldnt do that....... it would release enough energy to destory anything around it for 10 thousand miles. friend or foe. reason being is because the egg is creating a core, the home planet of Hobbeebia uses one biomech core the power it self. our ships are powered witha small fragment of one. the egg would be like a planet killing bomb at this point....
Good, it means I'll win the battle in one shot.

Even if I lose most of my fleet, I'll take out Chrons, and quitew a few others with me.

Time to die nerd-boy.

The asteroid, apparently unnoticed by any of the major forces, continues it's fall towards Coredia City, with about 7 minutes remaining until impact. When it hit, the explosion would create a crater several dozen kilometers in diameter...

Lightning crackled and turbolasers pounded the shields of the Ultrasaur, knocking out several weapons and reducing it's attack, but the two ESDs that finished battling the Hataria soon joined their sister in battle against the shield. With three Elite Star Destroyers, the shield over Hoth City will fall in no time and complete orbitial bombardment of the city can begin.

The Fighters soon Turned and started attacking the enemy, while The Turbolasers and Ion cannon Fired at the enemy, The Shield was at 45% now, The Hatarian Army was soon Started to Retreat, Chimaera knew that the enemy were Cowerds, they wre dumb.

The Chronosians whirled; several sliced to pieces, as others hurled themselves into the fray, roaring and bellowing as they engaged the Godulan's. Point blank blasts of plasma fire and melta gun; roaring volleys of bolter fire; echoed through the throng of bodies; as another fell; blood spraying across them all as more Chronosians plunged forth. From above Raptor's plunged down, chainswords roaring; powerswords and fists and claws all crackled amongst the fray; the Chronosians took to fighting their new foes with relish; just as they had all the others who came against them.

OOC: Hobbeebia; reply to Remiel....

IC: High above; the egg was still in isolation; stored in a room similar in composition to a Geneseed storage facility; heavily armored and defended against even the most terrible of bombardments. As the ship turned, preparing to return to the warp; the other ships went with it; a defensive wall to protect them until they escaped from this system. They would bring this brave new discovery to the Mechanicus; they would survive....

General Chimaera soon desided to force the enemy, Godular to do something dumb, send his makos from their Ships and force them into a Ground battle. She soon Used a large Holoprojecter and soon appeared as a Giant Image in the sky.

"You aren't Warriors!" She said, "You are Cowers, hideing in your Ships, like The Cowers you are! Are you Scared that you might really be beated??? Then let the Universe know that you are nothing but Scared Humans..........Cowers at heart!"

"Boy, she knows how to get the enemy mad." said Nadia.

A simple comms message was returned to the Hatarian forces:

Childish insults, how cute! Here, have a javelin or two, we insist! Widdle baby bastards, suck on THIS lollipop!

Just beyond the Godulan fleet, six happily-allocated Javelins materialized, and one at a time, set their engines and shields into overdrive, slamming down towards the Hatarian shields like colossal bullets, at a particular angle so as to save the Coredian elite Star Destroyer from any noted shockwaves. One or even two would normally be enough to shatter the shield, but one could fault the Godulans for keeping extras on hand just in case.

The asteroid, apparently unnoticed by any of the major forces, continues it's fall towards Coredia City, with about 7 minutes remaining until impact. When it hit, the explosion would create a crater several dozen kilometers in diameter...
Unfortunately for said asteroid, Coredia City (and the IDF Base to its north in the Dragon Mountains) had what is possibly the most powerful deflector shields in the galaxy, Coruscant-grade, in fact. The asteroid would harmlessly impact the shields and while some energy will travel down and make life a bit warm for the next few days, the city would survive.

The Fighters soon Turned and started attacking the enemy, while The Turbolasers and Ion cannon Fired at the enemy, The Shield was at 45% now, The Hatarian Army was soon Started to Retreat, Chimaera knew that the enemy were Cowerds, they wre dumb.
"Sir, the cannons are disrupting our weapons and enemy fighters are harrassing us!"

"Keep firing! The shields are weakening!" The captain ordered. "Order some cover to take out the fighters!"

Gunships and fighters roared to the occasion, fighting to keep the enemy off the Star Destroyers, even as point defense cannons take them out with well-placed shots.

The three Elite Star Destroyers continued bombarding the Hoth shield in a race to determine who would win.

John had to cut his fight with the chronosain short for thier was a meteor heading for Coreworld. John gathered data on it and dime jumped to its projected landing zone. When John rrived he could see the metoer coming down. With no time to spare John charged a Full charged NOVA Scream ( seccond vbersion of Nova blast) With the energy now gathered John jumped straight for it. and just before he reached it. John gave a the metoer something it will never forget. A Huge beam of energy and hypersonic sound waves pulsed the metoer it to dust. But it was not all happiness John had used a lot of energy in that attck and it would dley his fight even longer....

The asteroid, apparently unnoticed by any of the major forces, continues it's fall towards Coredia City, with about 7 minutes remaining until impact. When it hit, the explosion would create a crater several dozen kilometers in diameter...

The asteroid was not unnoticed, it was just being allowed to gather speed for its REAL target.

The single free Arbiter was poorly positioned to open an effective gate, but it was just enough, approximately 1 foot in front of the hurtling "asteroid" a warp tear opened, above the location where the T!CH!R! were fighting, they would be devestated, but so would the AN troopers.

OOC: Chrono check TG.

Unfortunately for the assorted Grand Alliance forces, they had been made fools of. As the decoy drone generating an image of a re-entering asteroid using Mirage Colloid is warped over the Numonica battlefield, it causes brief consternation-- before it whacks into the ground and embeds itself there, creating the odd image of an asteroid perched on the Earth. A minute later, the Mirage Colloid system shuts down and the decoy self destructs.


(ooc: ask Coreworlds if you think this is GM, I talked to him about this this morning)

AND THEN THE ALLIED STATES OF THE ONE TRUE KEVIN KILLS YOU ALL!!!!!! :mp5:

Unfortunately for the assorted Grand Alliance forces, they had been made fools of. As the decoy drone generating an image of a re-entering asteroid using Mirage Colloid is warped over the Numonica battlefield, it causes brief consternation-- before it whacks into the ground and embeds itself there, creating the odd image of an asteroid perched on the Earth. A minute later, the Mirage Colloid system shuts down and the decoy self destructs.


(ooc: ask Coreworlds if you think this is GM, I talked to him about this this morning)


Dare I ask..... Why?

Unfortunately for the assorted Grand Alliance forces, they had been made fools of. As the decoy drone generating an image of a re-entering asteroid using Mirage Colloid is warped over the Numonica battlefield, it causes brief consternation-- before it whacks into the ground and embeds itself there, creating the odd image of an asteroid perched on the Earth. A minute later, the Mirage Colloid system shuts down and the decoy self destructs.


(ooc: ask Coreworlds if you think this is GM, I talked to him about this this morning)

That was... surprising to say the least, a five km asteroid perched on the planet for a few seconds, before diisappearing and blowing up... Never seen that before...

Dare I ask..... Why?

It was a decoy, he wanted to suck us off of the space battle, to interdict the 5km asteroid going after CWs capitol city.

Dare I ask..... Why?

OOC: Well, it was INTENDED to draw off a bunch of your forces to stop it. As the image is a very big projection, my replies to weapons fire against it would have consisted of "The (blank) weapons fire has no obvious effect".

I think you can see how some people not in the know would scream bloody murder, especially considering it looked like an asteroid to sensors as well...

OOC: Well, it was INTENDED to draw off a bunch of your forces to stop it. As the image is a very big projection, my replies to weapons fire against it would have consisted of "The (blank) weapons fire has no obvious effect".

I think you can see how some people not in the know would scream bloody murder, especially considering it looked like an asteroid to sensors as well...

My propensity for Warping things around screwed that up.

OOC: Well, it was INTENDED to draw off a bunch of your forces to stop it. As the image is a very big projection, my replies to weapons fire against it would have consisted of "The (blank) weapons fire has no obvious effect".

I think you can see how some people not in the know would scream bloody murder, especially considering it looked like an asteroid to sensors as well...
OOC: Star Wars Planetary-grade deflector shields have the capability to block asteroids easily enough (Zahn's Thrawn Trilogy has some passages on that IIRC). Small wonder why we didn't really try to stop it, since we'd just laugh and go on.

John had finally recovered after launching the attack ( now flying into space)
Now back to his main goal, The Chronosian... John DImed back to tatoo. to face him. John landed and disembarked his Biomech.

" Now I dont want any interuptions "john" " said John to his biomech. The biomech nodded his head and waited.... John not yet in his armor walked around the destroyed city. The smell of old blood made his nostals flare. John did not like to quite, made him nervous. John puller out his sword and said the Gaurdians chant the sword began to glow whit and then flased. After the flash John was garbed in his Guardians armor. His sword no glowing like a lightsaber but still mantining it original look...

Remiel hacked at the enemy; Worldrender wet with blood and slick with gore; itm crackled and howled, a possessed thing, tasting souls and energy; feeding like a glutton upon its enemies; a portion of that power flowing to its Master. Remiel sighed; spinning in combat, cleansing this place had become his vocation. His power expanded about him, the area crackling with warp energy as he wrought his will.

"Come..." He hissed "Come Masaki; let us have our war. Let us end this here..." He snarled; features contorting in raw pleasure. "Come to me; let me teach you Masaki; show me what it's about, Masaki! Show me the power feared in the halls of Coruscant, yet not in the Halls' of Chronosia Prime! SHOW ME!"

John heard the screams of Remiel. He was close. John ran to where he thought he heard Remiel. When John rounded the corner sure enough it was him. John looked at him and did not fear but relished his presence. It made John feel like he finally had purpose in life.

" Will I do for a challenge Remiel?" asked John as as took his stance.

Remiel raised the blade before his face; running his tongue along the intricately carved blade; sighing softly as he spun it about and stepped forward; dark armor crackling with power; skulls and countless other images dancing across the armor. He grinned slightly, before lunging forward; blade aimed straight for John's chest.

"You'll do for a starter..."

From the far sde of the remaining gate, a single Dark Archon reached out, it touched the mind of one of the DU pilots, siezing control, and turning every gun it mounted against the nearby infantry, while slowly aiming the massive Particle Guns at the nearest DU, Mind Control was lots of fun...

Remiel hacked at the enemy; Worldrender wet with blood and slick with gore; itm crackled and howled, a possessed thing, tasting souls and energy; feeding like a glutton upon its enemies; a portion of that power flowing to its Master. Remiel sighed; spinning in combat, cleansing this place had become his vocation. His power expanded about him, the area crackling with warp energy as he wrought his will.

"Come..." He hissed "Come Masaki; let us have our war. Let us end this here..." He snarled; features contorting in raw pleasure. "Come to me; let me teach you Masaki; show me what it's about, Masaki! Show me the power feared in the halls of Coruscant, yet not in the Halls' of Chronosia Prime! SHOW ME!"
"Well, why would I want to disappoint him? Taylor!" I shouted. "Keep going towards the Gate! I'm going after Remiel!"

"Right. Be careful, bro!" Taylor yelled as he flamed a daemon to death. "Jacob, let's go!"

The Twins and several other Knights then repulsed the enemy hordes with a Force wave, and were now only kilometers from the Gate itself.

I myself disappeared with a faint *crack*, soon lost in the din of battle...

John reacted to the lung by lunging himself while screaming

" I'll be more then a starter!!!"

Thier blades connected skarking and sending lightning all round. John pushed back on the Chronosians Blades. Looking straight into his eye. John could see the pure evil coursing through him. As the blades pushed against each other Johns Armor began to shine brightly in white light. John got a new found strenght. John pushed again against Remiel. Causing both of them to be pushed back to thier starting areas...

Remiel hurled himself at John again; blade slicing towards his chest and then up towards his throat. "It's exactly what you'll be" He pressed on with his physical strength and a psychic onslaught. The blade seemed to roar and howl. "Worldrender shall have your soul, little one..." He snarled as he lashed out, again and again; the warp energies crackling about him; between them, fuelling him. "You are not my prey, you are not worthy of such title; you are excrement to be swept aside; before me your tremble..."

John counter-blocked the swings, his sword releasing its own forms of energy. The battle was spectcular a show of almost acrobatic combat sequences. The battle continued as a give and recieve fight*. John was now really enjoying the fight.


* a attacks, b blocks then counter attacks- a blocks and counter attacks.

The Cassiopeian were Planning Operation: Take Down, the Targets was known as Planet 'X'. Three Fleets were Needed for the attack and they were Being readied.

Cas'rai knew this Plan was to work, it was a Shock Attack, ment to Shock and Awe The enemy.

It would start soon.

OOC: I will Post the Three Fleets on three Posts.

AND THEN THE ALLIED STATES OF THE ONE TRUE KEVIN KILLS YOU ALL!!!!!! :mp5:

Ignore galaxy gun Fired...


IGNORED!!!

From the far sde of the remaining gate, a single Dark Archon reached out, it touched the mind of one of the DU pilots, siezing control, and turning every gun it mounted against the nearby infantry, while slowly aiming the massive Particle Guns at the nearest DU, Mind Control was lots of fun...

As beams begin to flail the Axis Nova infantry and tanks, and Unit 3 begins slowly swivelling towards the Axis Nova forces, something new appears on the battlefield...

A shape bursts through a cloud overhead, and Mirage Colloid begins shutting down, slowly revealing the form of a specially modified Destroy MP unit in MS mode. As the Mirage Colloid fully disengages, the Phase Shift Armor powers up-- coating the unit in a bright orange and yellow paint scheme as it flies in. As it heads over the mind controlled Destroy unit, it ejects the backpack (which flies on with the automatics engaged) and falls, two gigantic beam swords igniting from the backs of the hands.

"Yaaaaaaaaah!"

A second later, the two halves of Destroy Unit 3 fall to each side, the sliced edges glowing, before exploding. The backpack of the Destroy MP latches back into place, and the orange and yellow mecha hovers in place, staring out at the enemy...

As beams begin to flail the Axis Nova infantry and tanks, and Unit 3 begins slowly swivelling towards the Axis Nova forces, something new appears on the battlefield...

A shape bursts through a cloud overhead, and Mirage Colloid begins shutting down, slowly revealing the form of a specially modified Destroy MP unit in MS mode. As the Mirage Colloid fully disengages, the Phase Shift Armor powers up-- coating the unit in a bright orange and yellow paint scheme as it flies in. As it heads over the mind controlled Destroy unit, it ejects the backpack (which flies on with the automatics engaged) and falls, two gigantic beam swords igniting from the backs of the hands.

"Yaaaaaaaaah!"

A second later, the two halves of Destroy Unit 3 fall to each side, the sliced edges glowing, before exploding. The backpack of the Destroy MP latches back into place, and the orange and yellow mecha hovers in place, staring out at the enemy...


Before anything else can even move a single masive ACS suit steps out of the portal, 15 feet tall, bearing win back mounted Terrawatt lasers, a massive cannon, that looks like it came from a tank, and a smaller, but larger bore gun, strapped to its hip, this fucker was toast...

Captain Sergei, of the Company Sergeis Raiders, was the pilot of the new suit of powered armor, andf he was good, he had over 7,000 hours practice in his suit, he may not be as big, but he sure has experience.

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To: Masaki, any of them, except the creepy chick whats-her-name

From: Admiral Helmut, Dark Lord of the Sixth

Subject: Dragons

Masaki, whichever one recieves this, I have a company of Wyverns, comanded by a True Dragon, I think they might be useful in putting down the Chronosian threat, but I do not want to step on anyones toes...

To: Masaki, any of them, except the creepy chick whats-her-name

From: Admiral Helmut, Dark Lord of the Sixth

Subject: Dragons

Masaki, whichever one recieves this, I have a company of Wyverns, comanded by a True Dragon, I think they might be useful in putting down the Chronosian threat, but I do not want to step on anyones toes...
Alex Masaki's reply:
You will have to notify Sarinoth, the King of Dragons if you wish to add your dragon forces. He is touchy about other nations' dragons 'intruding', after all. *sends coordinates before he sends a Padawan to let the King know that he would soon have visitors*

Alex Masaki's reply:
You will have to notify Sarinoth, the King of Dragons if you wish to add your dragon forces. He is touchy about other nations' dragons 'intruding', after all. *sends coordinates before he sends a Padawan to let the King know that he would soon have visitors*

Joanna Gramlich, and her 100 largest Wyverns, were headed to meet the king of all Dragons, in Coredia at least, to Joanna kings were worth about as much as a gelded horse, maybe fifty bucks...

She and her escort approached the co-ordinates they had recieved, time to pay her respects...

Joanna Gramlich was the absolutely LARGEST dragon in the Dominion, at just over 45 feet tall, and 119 long, she was massive, maybe as large as or larger than this "King", oh well time to find out. She headed for the area where Dragon-scent was the strongest, there she would find the king, her escorts were ordered to wait outside, she was in no danger here.

As the Kython Slaymasters roared through the Chronosian ranks, some of their number fell due to enemy counterfire, but even in death the Kythons caused the Chronosians consternation, as they were literally moving so fast that they crashed like massive shrapnel bombs, sending superheated razorblades and metal fragments into the enemy horde.

The Kythons would have to pick those up later.

At the same time, a carpet seemingly emerged from over the blasted dunes of the demonic desert. At first, only a few Godulan Marines were visible, but the trickle quickly turned into a flood as the Marines were joined by Triad Gendarmes, Starspiders, Cougars, Hovertanks, and Kython BoneGrinder Infantry.

The Starspiders opened up first with their Siege Cannons, letting thousands upon thousands of Flux Cannon Salvos fall upon the enemy, and as the massive Godulan horde approached ever closer, other groups began opening up. The massive Gendarmes activated their Jumpjets and launched themselves into the melee, bringing out their enormous cleaver swords to cut down their pray, and not caring whether they landed on anything as they slammed back into the ground. The Cougars roared forth, diving into the enemy with tooth, claw, flamethrower, assault blaster, and unrivaled viciousness. And the Marines, getting closer, simply picked off enemy troops/minions/freaky-ass things en masse with their Straight Arrow Gauss Rifles.

If the enemy got too close to them, well, the Layer knives sheathed on their backs would serve quite wonderfully.

And in the midst of the tremendous Godulan army, using a Starspider as his mount, was Maximillian Foster.

The allies had slowed the enemy advance on the desert cities but that wasn't satsifying enough for the Beta Aurigeans who were itching for battle after days of waiting for an attack that never came. So with permission from their commander, they began to march on the advancing Chaos hordes ready to engage the daemons with lightsabers blazing. As the Aurigean line approached the Chaos, a portal opened and out stepped Klev Kisharn leader of the Aurigean Empire and very possibly the most skilled warrior on the battlefield. He had studied under numerous Jedi Masters and his skill with a lightsaber was more than a match for even the most skilled Jedi. A great cheer arose throughout the Aurigeans for their celebrated leader.

Raising his blazing lightsaber above his head Kisharn pointed at the Chaos and the Aurigeans charged into the fray chopping the enemy to pieces. Kisharn made his way through the field shrugging off the attacks with ease, he was looking for something more important than these pathetic minions.

OOC: Ok, Kisharn has highly developed telekinetic powers as well as all the usual advancements that the regular marines have, except a lot better. Remember this guy is more than a match for even a Jedi Master so he's not gonna be easy to kill. I have a question Chronosia, are their any big leaders in with the Chaos that are not currently fighting another character from the Grand Alliance? If not point me in the right direction so Kisharn can get some action against a truly skilled fighter.

The Hatarian Army was on the Retreat, heading east and far away from Hoth City, fast. The Shield was at 19% and Dropping. The Hatarians were heading for the Victroys and landers, The Hatarian naval Fleet and Fighters protecting the Retreat.

"At Lest the Jar heads aren't following us." Varna said as she and Nadia were rideing on a Tank Droid. "I think The Godularian Race is a Bunch of Jar heads," Nadia said, "otherwise they would try a Ground attack, they have no honor." Honor and Bravely were Hatarian ways, unlike other nations.

But Chimaera had left something behind.........something that Chimaera Wished that she could see the faces of the enemy when they find it.

Countless fell; hundreds, perhaps; yet the servants of the Imperium foughtnon; charging into the midst of the Godulans, even as rending explosions tore at their ranks. Artillery roared; great Dreadnoughts and Defilers walked amongst mortal men, slamming their weapons forth in bloody ignition; claws crushing those before them.

Remiel let his crackling Daemonblade strike forth against his foe; hissing at a gash in his armor. Behind them, something exploded; showering the battlefield with debris and shrapnel.

An assassin moved in the shadows; opening fire at the Godulan lines with precision blasts of sniper rifle fire; aiming for Maximillion and his mount; other such assassins took aim, sending forth their weapons against Godular; while countless marines fought on, determined to fight and die for their Emperor; their obscene cries of pleasure filled the battlefield; they would have victory; these Astartes who fought like daemons, with the strength of many men...

Remiel had yet to invoke his secret weapon; his own personal bodyguards. A smirk crossed his face as he attacked John again; and Remiel's mind drifted deliciously to thoughts of the Twins...His servants...His Daemonhosts...

John jumped back letting Remiels blade hit the ground cause the ground to spilt. While in the air John touched a transmutaion circle on his blade. the blade began to glow red as the blade transformed*. John put all of his spirit in his blade and swung it at the reckage. As the sword completed its range an energy band erupted from the blade and hit the ground causing a massive explosion, bolts of energy danced across the ground heading towards Remiel. John watched the bolts dance. Hopefully those bolts would show Remiel that he was not to be taken lightly. As the bolts almost hit John screamed

" And thats nothing compared to what I could do."



Original sword.
http://cool-swords.com/images/5Star/Fantasy/20-1167.jpg


new sword coming.

The Hatarian Army was on the Retreat, heading east and far away from Hoth City, fast. The Shield was at 19% and Dropping. The Hatarians were heading for the Victroys and landers, The Hatarian naval Fleet and Fighters protecting the Retreat.

"At Lest the Jar heads aren't following us." Varna said as she and Nadia were rideing on a Tank Droid. "I think The Godularian Race is a Bunch of Jar heads," Nadia said, "otherwise they would try a Ground attack, they have no honor." Honor and Bravely were Hatarian ways, unlike other nations.

But Chimaera had left something behind.........something that Chimaera Wished that she could see the faces of the enemy when they find it.

OOC: Dude, I've been shooting at you (Keyword incoming!) >through< the shields with the Tachyon Torpedos in addition to everything. That onslaught isn't as heavy as the normal cannonfire, but its more precise, you shouldn't even have shield generators at all now...

They're moving.

Where?

The Coast. Enemy fleet escorting.

Activating two more javelins to finish off the shield, reallocating ships towards intercept and destruction of enemy forces. They will not get away.

More Javelins?

Drop the last three we sent you on their pretty little heads.

Aye aye!

The Godulan Makos found themselves reinforced again by the number that had moved off to intercept the enemy missiles and was now returning after finishing tying off that little loose end.

Another Javelin hurtled down towards the enemy shielding, yet fire slackened as Godulan forces began to draw a bead on the fleeing enemy forces, switching full power to their Protium Arc Cannons to add some extra punch to their strikes. The Kython Slaughterkings and a small portion of the Slaymasters over Hoth City also moved forward.

And again, three Javelins were sent roaring down with the intention of leaving the Hatarian escape corridor as nothing but craters.

And, in a somewhat roundabout path, several Makos swerved around, and lightly dove into the waters around Coredia, taking their own path to play havoc with the enemy navy...

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On the Chronosian front, Godulans joined the battle with relish.

The massive Gendarmes, clad as they were in their Body-Tanks, merely adding to their twelve foot tall frame, sliced through the enemy with their massive meat cleavers in one hand, and a vulcan cannon in the other.

Godulan Marines, facing close-in fighting now, whipped out their Layer Knives and hand cannons, laying into the enemy with a grin. Many would die today, but they'd take their fair share of enemy troops with them.

Cougars roared through the enemy ranks, armor plates deflecting all but the most concerted enemy attacks. If any Cougar went down, it exploded in a massive shockwave the strength of a smart bomb.

Godulan Starspiders poured their own artillery back into the enemy forces, their accuracy improved by the guidance of Maximillian, who had been around long enough to call distance and direction on any enemy artillery fire as if by instinct. As soon as a group of enemy artillery units commenced fire, he told them the exact coordinates to shoot, and the Starspiders were only too willing to oblige.

Maxie's seeming clairevoyance when it came to determining where gunfire came from when a few cannon bursts impacted against the Starspider's shielding. It was somewhat harder for him to pinpoint the muzzle flashes, but the design of the StarSpider was such that the only shot capable of hitting him would have to come from above or directly in front.

Another impact on the shield. Where are you, you little... THERE!

The Starspider's tail-mounted assault blaster called the sniper's parental heritage into question with a healthy barrage of superheated plasma.

The Starspiders simply continued along, letting their bladed legs take care of anything that got too close to them, with an occasional burst or several from the Tail gun.

Maxie's Starspider, indeed all of them, were moving towards Remiel and his present opponent. Maxie found himself wondering whether he should even bother hopping off to confront the Chronosian Warlord. While dueling the man would be refreshing to say the least, it seemed like people were taking numbers to challenge him, and that just ruined the mood.

I'm not gonna WAIT to kill that bastard. Let him come to me if he wants. While he's busy beating off the other whelps, I'll just rip his army right out from beneath him!

Countless fell; hundreds, perhaps; yet the servants of the Imperium foughtnon; charging into the midst of the Godulans, even as rending explosions tore at their ranks. Artillery roared; great Dreadnoughts and Defilers walked amongst mortal men, slamming their weapons forth in bloody ignition; claws crushing those before them.

Remiel let his crackling Daemonblade strike forth against his foe; hissing at a gash in his armor. Behind them, something exploded; showering the battlefield with debris and shrapnel.

An assassin moved in the shadows; opening fire at the Godulan lines with precision blasts of sniper rifle fire; aiming for Maximillion and his mount; other such assassins took aim, sending forth their weapons against Godular; while countless marines fought on, determined to fight and die for their Emperor; their obscene cries of pleasure filled the battlefield; they would have victory; these Astartes who fought like daemons, with the strength of many men...

Remiel had yet to invoke his secret weapon; his own personal bodyguards. A smirk crossed his face as he attacked John again; and Remiel's mind drifted deliciously to thoughts of the Twins...His servants...His Daemonhosts...
Storm clouds moved in, crackling with energy. The thunderstorm that built up reflected the carnage below, menacing in its power and strength. Suddenly, lightning lashed out for enemy concentrations, exploding whatever they touch. They struck at the Defilers and Dreadnoughts with concentrated heat greater than the sun's surface. They fried assassins and Astartes with tens, perhaps hundreds of millions of volts per shot.

A particularly powerful blast of raw electricity crashed down upon Remiel himself, perhaps enough to knock him off his feet. Deadly currents would wrack through his body for a moment as it seeks to destroy him. When the blinding light cleared...

There was his greatest challenge, his greatest foe. The one Remiel has sought to destroy, mind, body and soul...

I, Daniel Alexander Masaki, have come to challenge the Warmaster, delivering the first blow as I did so. Electricity crackled around my body, but it didn't hurt one bit, as I am...the Lightning Master. "Warmaster Remiel of Chronosia. We meet at last."

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My twin brothers and their squad of Jedi, ninjas, and dragons were now just a kilometer away from the Warp Gate itself. The sensation of evil taint was nearly overwhelming at this location, but they pushed on with superhuman willpower, forcing themselves through the masses of daemons as they headed towards the series of caves that denoted the Warp Gate. Would they win? That's what they hope.

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The Hatarian Army was on the Retreat, heading east and far away from Hoth City, fast. The Shield was at 19% and Dropping. The Hatarians were heading for the Victroys and landers, The Hatarian naval Fleet and Fighters protecting the Retreat.

"At Lest the Jar heads aren't following us." Varna said as she and Nadia were rideing on a Tank Droid. "I think The Godularian Race is a Bunch of Jar heads," Nadia said, "otherwise they would try a Ground attack, they have no honor." Honor and Bravely were Hatarian ways, unlike other nations.

But Chimaera had left something behind.........something that Chimaera Wished that she could see the faces of the enemy when they find it.
They must be blind and stupid, for the Elite Star Destroyers merely adjusted their aim and began bombarding the enemy as they retreated. Troops, vehicles, sea ships, Victories and landers, all were attacked by immense green bolts of death as they rained down like the wrath of an angry god. Ground turned to lava, ice into steam, steel into slag as the bombardment continued, unyielding to any pleas of mercy, if they could hear it...

It would seem that Corusca was safe, but there were still other trouble spots, like in Numonica, unfortunately they could not be recalled there until the crisis in and around Coredia was truly contained.

Countless fell; hundreds, perhaps; yet the servants of the Imperium foughtnon; charging into the midst of the Godulans, even as rending explosions tore at their ranks. Artillery roared; great Dreadnoughts and Defilers walked amongst mortal men, slamming their weapons forth in bloody ignition; claws crushing those before them.

Remiel let his crackling Daemonblade strike forth against his foe; hissing at a gash in his armor. Behind them, something exploded; showering the battlefield with debris and shrapnel.

An assassin moved in the shadows; opening fire at the Godulan lines with precision blasts of sniper rifle fire; aiming for Maximillion and his mount; other such assassins took aim, sending forth their weapons against Godular; while countless marines fought on, determined to fight and die for their Emperor; their obscene cries of pleasure filled the battlefield; they would have victory; these Astartes who fought like daemons, with the strength of many men...

Remiel had yet to invoke his secret weapon; his own personal bodyguards. A smirk crossed his face as he attacked John again; and Remiel's mind drifted deliciously to thoughts of the Twins...His servants...His Daemonhosts...

High above the planet, much less the battlefield, a single ship enters Coredian space, it bears three of the most deadly units of the Terran Dominion, Tiamat, Marduk, and Mjolnir, they were AC's, massive mechs armed with the mst advanced weaponry of the Dominion, and they were descending on the battle below...

Most of the Hatarian Force was destroyed, but the Suriviors were boarding the Ships that weren't Blasted into bits. "I want the Ships well away from here before we set off the Surpirse." Chimaera said.

The Surprise for the enemy was 9 meters under Hoth City.

The Ships were takeing off, What was left of the Fleet was retreating, FAST!!!

And those ships that were taking off were simply being followed as they attempted to depart, by this time, it had been realized that there was nothing left in Hoth City, so the Godulan forces simply bolted forth towards the fleeing enemy host.

That look like they're moving with purpose to you?

Like they're trying to get away from something other than us. How many Javelins you got left?

Just the one, we haven't fired it off yet because we're not certain whether any civilians were left in the city.

Throw it down at the fleeing forces. One more, focused on their widdle baby Super Star Destroyer. Should slice that sumbitch in half. Pick 'em off as they try to run, and don't forget to put up the interdictor fields so they can't get away by hopping into hyperspace!

But what if they have something planned in Hoth City?

That place is isolated as all hell. If there's some nuke or bio-chem weapon in there, the only place that'll be hit is the city, and its situated just so we won't even have to worry about fallout. How convenient of our enemies to pick such inconvenient places for such things, eh?

Aye, sir. Hoth area evacuated of Godulan forces, dedicating all firepower towards bringing down enemy vessels. We'll hound them all the way back to Hataria if we have to.

See that you do.

Hoth city was now just the bastion of silence it would normally be, as the Kython Slaughterkings and Slaymasters and Godulan Starbolts had long since moved off to engage the fleeing enemy forces. All of the Makos had been somewhat quick in redirecting all of their firepower upon them, including a Javelin slam upon the Hataria.

The whole host of Godulan vessels simply continued their fusillade.

And those ships that were taking off were simply being followed as they attempted to depart, by this time, it had been realized that there was nothing left in Hoth City, so the Godulan forces simply bolted forth towards the fleeing enemy host.

That look like they're moving with purpose to you?

Like they're trying to get away from something other than us. How many Javelins you got left?

Just the one, we haven't fired it off yet because we're not certain whether any civilians were left in the city.

Throw it down at the fleeing forces. One more, focused on their widdle baby Super Star Destroyer. Should slice that sumbitch in half. Pick 'em off as they try to run, and don't forget to put up the interdictor fields so they can't get away by hopping into hyperspace!

But what if they have something planned in Hoth City?

That place is isolated as all hell. If there's some nuke or bio-chem weapon in there, the only place that'll be hit is the city, and its situated just so we won't even have to worry about fallout. How convenient of our enemies to pick such inconvenient places for such things, eh?

Aye, sir. Hoth area evacuated of Godulan forces, dedicating all firepower towards bringing down enemy vessels. We'll hound them all the way back to Hataria if we have to.

See that you do.

Hoth city was now just the bastion of silence it would normally be, as the Kython Slaughterkings and Slaymasters and Godulan Starbolts had long since moved off to engage the fleeing enemy forces. All of the Makos had been somewhat quick in redirecting all of their firepower upon them, including a Javelin slam upon the Hataria.

The whole host of Godulan vessels simply continued their fusillade.

what the enemy didn't know was that The Hatarian Fighters were still around and attacking with Force and that the Retreating Ships were in the Atmosphere. Chimaera soon walked over to a Button and Pushed it.

The H-Bomb that was in the Middle of Hoth City Went Off......

three of the Ships were downed.

The Hataria was already destroyed by CW.

what the enemy didn't know was that The Hatarian Fighters were still around and attacking with Force and that the Retreating Ships were in the Atmosphere. Chimaera soon walked over to a Button and Pushed it.

Oh, but the Godulans did know. They just didn't care. The fighter forces sent against the colossal swarm were meager obstacle at best. The swarm simply engulfed and passed the Hatarian fighter forces, slamming forward with hideous amounts of firepower at the enemy fighters, then simply moving off towards the enemy fleet. After dealing with a fighter force at least ten times its size, the Hatarians weren't making much of a dent anymore.

As the fighters had already moved off to challenge the fleeing forces, they were out of the immediate area and rendered unaffected by the what the enemy thought was a big surprise.

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Yup. Thought so. Not sure what they were hoping to accomplish by that. All of our forces had already moved off, and there weren't any ground forces in the area, unless the Coredians were attempting something.

Who knows. Should probably ask them. Otherwise, those damnfool Hatarians just wasted a perfectly good nuke.

Fusion bomb.

What?

It ain't a nuke. Nukes are fission bombs. That was a Fusion bomb.

Whatever. That puts even less fallout into the picture.

True. Guess we can pull everybody into slicing the fleeing Hatarians to ribbons, then.

Yeah. Tear them to pieces, don't think there's many left. Although, if that General should break down and surrender, try to spare at least a small amount of effort towards her survival. Not too much, but a little.

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Now that they didn't have to worry about any cities, the Godulans dove straight down into the fleeing Hatarian fleet, focusing fire on enemy capital ships with a fury unmatched even by the Chronosians. Godulan Makos, Kython Slaughterkings, and the veritable plague of Godulan fighter craft slammed down into the enemy fleet.

Close to seven hundred Godulan and Kython capital ships bore down on the enemy fleet with full salvos of Flux cannon and Ion Cannon fire. The enemy fleet was in the atmosphere, and it wouldn't last long enough to get out.

After all, the Godulans didn't fight to win, they fought to kill.

what the enemy didn't know was that The Hatarian Fighters were still around and attacking with Force and that the Retreating Ships were in the Atmosphere. Chimaera soon walked over to a Button and Pushed it.

The H-Bomb that was in the Middle of Hoth City Went Off......

three of the Ships were downed.

The Hataria was already destroyed by CW.
The effect of the fusion bomb was effectively nil, as all citizens have either fled or died in the war. All it did was turn the city into a small lake as ice melted into water, but the water would refreeze in a few months as winter comes. The Hatarians have just wasted a nuclear bomb! Is there no end to their foolishness?

The three Star Destroyers in orbit continued to bombard the enemy forces in the atmosphere as they retreated. Not many would survive to make it into hyperspace or Hataria itself, that's for sure!

Oh, but the Godulans did know. They just didn't care. The fighter forces sent against the colossal swarm were meager obstacle at best. The swarm simply engulfed and passed the Hatarian fighter forces, slamming forward with hideous amounts of firepower at the enemy fighters, then simply moving off towards the enemy fleet. After dealing with a fighter force at least ten times its size, the Hatarians weren't making much of a dent anymore.

As the fighters had already moved off to challenge the fleeing forces, they were out of the immediate area and rendered unaffected by the what the enemy thought was a big surprise.

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Yup. Thought so. Not sure what they were hoping to accomplish by that. All of our forces had already moved off, and there weren't any ground forces in the area, unless the Coredians were attempting something.

Who knows. Should probably ask them. Otherwise, those damnfool Hatarians just wasted a perfectly good nuke.

Fusion bomb.

What?

It ain't a nuke. Nukes are fission bombs. That was a Fusion bomb.

Whatever. That puts even less fallout into the picture.

True. Guess we can pull everybody into slicing the fleeing Hatarians to ribbons, then.

Yeah. Tear them to pieces, don't think there's many left. Although, if that General should break down and surrender, try to spare at least a small amount of effort towards her survival. Not too much, but a little.

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Now that they didn't have to worry about any cities, the Godulans dove straight down into the fleeing Hatarian fleet, focusing fire on enemy capital ships with a fury unmatched even by the Chronosians. Godulan Makos, Kython Slaughterkings, and the veritable plague of Godulan fighter craft slammed down into the enemy fleet.

Close to seven hundred Godulan and Kython capital ships bore down on the enemy fleet with full salvos of Flux cannon and Ion Cannon fire. The enemy fleet was in the atmosphere, and it wouldn't last long enough to get out.

After all, the Godulans didn't fight to win, they fought to kill.

Strong Shields were that only things Protecting the ships, but 5 were destroyed. The Lead ship, The Star Killer was going as fast as it could, it was a Victory Class Star Destroyer that was modefied, it could go Underwater like a sub. Chimaera looked at the sea. "Do it." she ordered.

The Star Killer Killer suddenly started to desend, more like Crash into the sea, the Ship went Down, Nose First and Sunk under the waves.

23 Fighters destroyed.

The Star Killer Killer suddenly started to desend, more like Crash into the sea, the Ship went Down, Nose First and Sunk under the waves.

Unfortunately, there were already ten Makos waiting beneath the waves for just such a contingency. As soon as the Victory crashed through the water, the Makos were already nipping at its flanks with phase torpedos.

HA! You owe me ten credits, son. Now you see why I'm the general and you're still a Commodore.

Aw dammit. Okay, I admit it. I didn't think they'd be able to do something like that. Star Destroyers aren't exactly the best submersibles.

Live and learn, son. The Coredians did all sort of mucking about with their ships, so it stands to reason others might try some alternatives. You didn't think we'd be the only ones that could pull off Aqua-dynamic vessels, did you?

*sigh*, I'll pay you when we get back.

OOC: Remember this?

And, in a somewhat roundabout path, several Makos swerved around, and lightly dove into the waters around Coredia, taking their own path to play havoc with the enemy navy...

About eight posts up.

OOC: This is how I pay for missing 4 days of NS. If going to say that the Oured IIs Shield systems were burnt out by the massive battery from the Hatarin forces. Now, in a paragraph, what have I missed?

:) :rolleyes: :confused: :confused: The Sovereign nation of the Holy Empire of Norman Swan has attained, unknown until now, 27 nuclear warheads, which they have stored in an underground bunker, ready to fire upon the first nation in which the great divine Leader, Norman Swan, will draw out of a hat, the nation who will recieve all 27 nuclear warheads is the Evil nation of The Matriarchal Family of Mater. Although this war meaningless because of the countless millions who will suffer and die... this will bring about the new age of fear and hate in which the Holy Empire of Norman Swan will rise above all the others, and the others will bow their heads down to the Great Leader, and the Principles of Communism!!! Long live the Peoples' Revolution!!!! :sniper: :sniper: :mp5: :mp5:

OOC: This is how I pay for missing 4 days of NS. If going to say that the Oured IIs Shield systems were burnt out by the massive battery from the Hatarin forces. Now, in a paragraph, what have I missed?

OOC: I can do it in two words: Rampant destruction...

On that notre, you have missed the destructon of DU3 by AN, the assault of my T!CH!R! forces on AN in Numonica, the AN-MM cease fire, Hatarias retreat, Cassieopieas attack, Chronosia's Retreat, Coreworlds advance, and all in all, the CP getting their asses handed to them.

:) :rolleyes: :confused: :confused: The Sovereign nation of the Holy Empire of Norman Swan has attained, unknown until now, 27 nuclear warheads, which they have stored in an underground bunker, ready to fire upon the first nation in which the great divine Leader, Norman Swan, will draw out of a hat, the nation who will recieve all 27 nuclear warheads is the Evil nation of The Matriarchal Family of Mater. Although this war meaningless because of the countless millions who will suffer and die... this will bring about the new age of fear and hate in which the Holy Empire of Norman Swan will rise above all the others, and the others will bow their heads down to the Great Leader, and the Principles of Communism!!! Long live the Peoples' Revolution!!!! :sniper: :sniper: :mp5: :mp5:

OOC: Haha, you're a funny guy. How bout you STFU and leave, you're polluting the NS forums and wasting Max's bandwith.

To MM: Sweet, I guess we win for now, huh?

OOC: Haha, you're a funny guy. How bout you STFU and leave, you're polluting the NS forums and wasting Max's bandwith.

To MM: Sweet, I guess we win for now, huh?

OOC: Don't feed the troll, and yes, it would seem we win.

OOC: Yeah, Part 2 is more or less over. Coreworlds took some damage and has quite a bit of a mess to clean up, but the Central Powers took quite a beating.

OOC: Sorry about the noob. So, is there a lull in the fighting now? If so, I'm going to begin upgrading for forces.

:) :rolleyes: :confused: :confused: The Sovereign nation of the Holy Empire of Norman Swan has attained, unknown until now, 27 nuclear warheads, which they have stored in an underground bunker, ready to fire upon the first nation in which the great divine Leader, Norman Swan, will draw out of a hat, the nation who will recieve all 27 nuclear warheads is the Evil nation of The Matriarchal Family of Mater. Although this war meaningless because of the countless millions who will suffer and die... this will bring about the new age of fear and hate in which the Holy Empire of Norman Swan will rise above all the others, and the others will bow their heads down to the Great Leader, and the Principles of Communism!!! Long live the Peoples' Revolution!!!! :sniper: :sniper: :mp5: :mp5:

One Big, IGNORE I want that Post gone by Tomorrow, or I will sic the Mods on you, Norman Swan.

That's very much an extreme action, Hataria. Bad day?

It's not a Mod-worthy offence, nor is it an ignore-worthy one. The thread title did say 'Open/Invite', and whilst it was an outright godmod, well after hostilities had closed, it's only a first offence.

Norman Swan: Very funny, but uncalled for. Read the stickies, delete your post, and try again.

Can I join this huge battle, also, can somone gimmi more info about this

Can I join this huge battle, also, can somone gimmi more info about this

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=442068

it is the sign up for Part Three.

oh and their is going to be a Side Story Between Part two and Three

Unfortunately, there were already ten Makos waiting beneath the waves for just such a contingency. As soon as the Victory crashed through the water, the Makos were already nipping at its flanks with phase torpedos.

HA! You owe me ten credits, son. Now you see why I'm the general and you're still a Commodore.

Aw dammit. Okay, I admit it. I didn't think they'd be able to do something like that. Star Destroyers aren't exactly the best submersibles.

Live and learn, son. The Coredians did all sort of mucking about with their ships, so it stands to reason others might try some alternatives. You didn't think we'd be the only ones that could pull off Aqua-dynamic vessels, did you?



*sigh*, I'll pay you when we get back.

OOC: Remember this?



About eight posts up.


The Star Killer soon relesed a Jet of Black ink like stuf into the Water, it would keep the Godularians Busy for a while. Laugher could be heard as Chimaera, The jedi Killer escaped.

OOC: Sorry about the noob. So, is there a lull in the fighting now? If so, I'm going to begin upgrading for forces.

I agree, an upgrade of my armor units is in order. That stuff Godular has is pretty impressive maybe I'll see about getting some. BTW, does anyone know where Huntaer got to?

. BTW, does anyone know where Huntaer got to?

Don't Know.

OOC: I told you CW and I discussed this earlier, although I guess I should have mentioned that we already decided on HOW you were to escape. The Godulans fight to kill, remember? Unless told to break off, they won't stop.

Ink would have been an effective deterrent against an enemy that relied primarily on audio-visual sensors, but for the moment all it did was slow them down slightly. However, considering that they were built for speed in the water as well as the air and space, and had no compunctions about coming to the surface long enough to rocket ahead and cut the fleeing enemy vessel off, slowing them down was more of a relative term than anything.

Torpedos continued to dart forth towards the fleeing ship as the Makos literally leapfrogged their attacks.

OOC: I told you CW and I discussed this earlier, although I guess I should have mentioned that we already decided on HOW you were to escape. The Godulans fight to kill, remember? Unless told to break off, they won't stop.




OOC: ok, HOW???????????????

OOC: There's only one way.

IC:
The Star Destroyers in orbit knew full well where the Star Killer was even underwater, and after some 'playful' turbolaser strikes to stress out the occupants, they tired of it. "Suggest to the Godulans to break off contact with the enemy ship unless it chooses to return to our shores. If it does, we'll kill them. We have bigger fish to fry with the Chronosians."

"Aye, sir." The comms officer acknowledged and sent out the message.

IC:

The combined fleets of the Velkyan Navy formed up above earth. Over 200 ships began to go into a defensive formation as the Admiral counted up his losses.

So far, 8 ships and 23 fighters were destoryed. Almost 20,000 lives lost.

The Admiral opened a com channel to all allied forces.

"This is the V.S.S. Oured II. We are on station above the submerged Planet Killer and are awaiting the order to fire."

The comms message from the Coredians reached the fleet, and the reaction was almost like a child who had been having too much fun being told to come inside. Comms between the Captain-Psions erupted with chatter for a few moments.

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That ain't right!

This is BOGUS, man!

We have the enemy commander by the freaking TITS!

Then Achaedus' voice broke into the discussion:

Silence, all of you! Its only one ship! Me and Maximillian are trying to contain this juggernaut down here and you people are chasing minnows! The hatarians were too easily beaten, they're not WORTHY of the slaughter. Break off pursuit, and split the Makos into subfleets. I want half your number over here, providing orbital support for our forces on the ground, and the other half to join the Makos over jupiter in combat with the Chronosian forces. The Kythons stay here, as we can now reallocate the Slaughterkings over jupiter towards the Chaos Whelps' annihilation.

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So it was, that the Makos assaulting the fleeing Star Killer launched one last salvo and turned away, rocketing back into the air and making a beeline for the Chronosian forces. A single comms message was left down to the fleeing star destroyer:

You're lucky that we have bigger fish to fry than you. When we tear them to pieces, we'll be thinking of you.

IC:

The combined fleets of the Velkyan Navy formed up above earth. Over 200 ships began to go into a defensive formation as the Admiral counted up his losses.

So far, 8 ships and 23 fighters were destoryed. Almost 20,000 lives lost.

The Admiral opened a com channel to all allied forces.

"This is the V.S.S. Oured II. We are on station above the submerged Planet Killer and are awaiting the order to fire."
"Negative. We will deal with it later. Help us fight the Chaos daemons down here with your squadrons."

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In the meantime, Taylor, Jacob and two other young Knights reached the Warp Gate itself, hidden in a series of caverns. They gathered up courage and walked inside the mouth of the cave, ready to close the Gate before it is permanently open.

"Roger that, CWC."

Admiral Jorgeson turned to his weapons officer.

"I want those demons leveled. All active MAC guns fire on my signal. I want shields up as soon as the shots are on the way."

"Yes sir. What about the Marines?"

"Contact CW and see where they want to postition the 2nd."

"Right away."

Meanwhile, aboard the Andromeda.

The Cryo-Officer sat at his panel, monitering the status of the 'occupants'.

Suddenly, his screen appeared with the words he had been dreading for days.

"Unseal the hushed casket."

He yelled for his CO.

The CO came inside.

"Well, Lt, time to thaw them out"

The Cyro-Officer nodded and began entering a sequence of numbers.

Instantly, the room filled with low sirens and red lights.

Below them, in the cyro chambers, figures began to stir. A chamber marked 001 began to slowly open. Marines rushed into the room, opening chambers and escorting the nearly naked occupants out of the room and into rehibilation rooms. The CO walked to the bridge. He put a line through to Admiral Jorgeson.

"Sir, we are ready."

"Good, get them onto dropships. I want them to recon the Chaos armies."

"Yes sir."

Darkkaan

Cas'rai looked at the Plans for the Attack of Planet 'X' (OOC: I will Post who is Planet 'X' on Part Three when The Fleet comes to said Planet.) "I want the Fleets to make sure that the enemy doesn't call for help." she said. "So Blast all Communeaction Stations on the Planet and Block all Messages from the Planet."

The First Fleet was ready to Jump.

1 Bellerophon Class Super Star Destroyer
23 Republic Star Galleons
18 Imperial Class Star Destroyers
26 Victory Class Star Destroyers
23 Trilobite Class Frigate
190 Hawk Bat Class Gunboats
2,327 Raven X-Wings
1,782 Raven Intercepters
239 Troop Carriers

7,000,000 Battle Droids (plus Destroyer Droids and Super Battle Droids)
2,671 Tank Droids
1,029 Droid Walkers
1,298 AT-AT Walkers.
198 Speeders
198 Lancer Droids
2,526 AT-ET Walkers
1,567 Scorpion Walkers.

The Star Killer escaped, with light Damage but Damage all the same. Laughter was heard as Chimaera escaped the enemy. The Star Killer headed for Hatarian Spain.

In Space, a lone Star Fighter Dropped out of Hyperspace, heading for Earth. "Welcome to Earth, The Trash Bin of The Universe." Tenc'uo said to Tanya as the Fighter came near to Earth.

OOC: well that is the end of Hataria's Part in Part Two, see ya at the Side Story. :)

"Sir, the enemy Star Killer is gone!"

"Damn it! I want a full barrage on the Chaos forces, all MAC guns and HLBs on them now!"

The ships shook as hundreds of house-sized shells poured from their ranks. Wolf bomber sqaudrons flew from the fighter carriers, intent on showering the Chaos line with anti-matter missiles.

The battle with the Chaos Daemons was in full swing thousands of Marines had fallen under the onslaught but for every man that was slain at least five enemies were slain in repentance. Kisharn was in his element, slashing through the Daemons with a smile plastered on his face enjoying every second of his slaughtering of lesser foes. The daemons could not hope to stand up to the Aurigeans.

The Second Fleet soon Massed near the First Fleet, ready for the up Comeing Battle at Planet 'X'

1 Bellerophon Class Super Star Destroyer
23 Imperial Class Star Destroyers
21 Interdictor Class Curisers
26 Victory Class Star Destroyers
12 Tryant Class Star Carvals
2,729 TIE Slayers (http://galactic-voyage.com/Dark%20Side-Starfighters-TIE%20Experimental%20M3%20Fighter.htm)
1,892 Raven Intercepters
232 Troop Transports

2,637,123 Swarm Droids

2,168 Tank Droids

20,893 ARC Troopers

230 Spider Walkers.

567 Terror Class LTATs

OOC:Chronosia.... the fight..... Big energy wave coming.... remember...

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IC:

Reavers Leaving.....

The battles of Coreworlds had taken it toll on Reaver. The nights up waiting for enemy attacks, and the constant strain on his body.
It was becoming to much to control " Reaver". And John his father was not around enough to teach him how
to deal with the pain. And to see his father just throw a biomech egg away to Chronosia was beyond him.
May his father had a plan, maybe he didn't. His father had a connetion with the biomech specis, he could talk to them
in ways no other pilot could. Reaver was close to his biomech, but John.... John could do much more then be close, he and his biomech where like brothers, you couldn' seperate them. Reaver was only a pilot of a level 2 biomech- John his father had the highest level.... 10. His biomech is enormous 500 ft tall Dragnoid/humaniod with a wing span of twice that, and shown with brilliant white light, a tall that was 200 ft long and Armor of the gods- beautifully crafted gold and silver, with ancient markings, percious gems and colored glass. It did not look to be of this universe. Reavers looked similar but not as beautiful, and not as powerful.

Reaver had been jerked away from his earlier fights with megan forces and was told to come here.But why what possible reason could Reaver have known that would have made this trip worth while. So far it was nothing great he took damage, and a biomech egg was lost. It was no Reavers day.....

The day was great, for the most part fighting was happeneing away from him, and the sun was finally shining, Reaver lounged in his cockpit talking with " Reaver".

" So buddy, have a good time...?" asked Reaver

" Arahhh" growled " Reaver in reponse to his masters question shaking his head in a happy motion.

Not to long after Reavers Comms units fired up....

" This is Hobbeebian High Command..... Reaver You have a new assinment, you are to help Neo Zeta- This is a black ops mission You will be sent on your own accord, "

Reaver looked at the comms units and sunk his head in anger... he did not want to go to another fight....

Bumped

bumpity,bumpity boo

The Third and Last Fleet was now ready.

1 Eclipse Class Super Star Destroyer
23 Victory Class Star Destroyers
19 Imperial Class Star Destroyers
21 Star Galleons
187 Troop Carriers
2,575 Droid Star Fighters
21 Interdictor Class Cruisers

2,781,676 Clone Troopers

2,837 Speederbikes

189 AT-AT Walkers

289 Turbotanks

Soon, all Three Fleets soon Jumped into Hyperspace and headed off to Planet 'X'

Well, this is the end of Part Two, The Side Story will start soon.

Velkyan Fleet Statiscs

Space Forces

1 Oured Class II Battlestation
12 Gigantor II Battlecruisers
81 Insurrection Class Destoryers
57 Garrison Class Missile Frigates
20 Independence Fighter Carriers
5 Prothemus Mech Carriers
2 Shield Buster Craft
1 OAP in Orbit
30 Marine Boarding Barges
21 Marine Combat Deploument Ships
5,000 Valkyrie Fighters
2,000 Wolf Bombers
10,000 Pelican Dropships
2,000 Lodestar Transports
2,000 Guardian Fighters
1,000 Halycon SAL (Space, Atmosphere, Land) Mechs
400,000 Sailors and Pilots

Land Forces

400,000 Combat Marines
200,000 Logistics Soldiers
30,000 Warthogs (Transport, AAA, AT variants)
5,000 Scorpian MBTs
5,000 Markov APCs
800 Arty Tanks

IC:

The 40 occupants of the Cryoroom onboard the Andromeda sat in the rehibilatation chambers. Half male, half female, the soldiers all were exremely muscular and some sported minor cybrorenic enhancement. They all wore short hair, but some had longer do's. They were dead quite as they sat it the white room. The tempeture slowly rose in the room, and one by one, the occupants were given cryo-supplements to wake them up. An hour passed. The people were lead out of the room, into a dressing room. Comforatbaly getting naked, they donned Marine work clothes (a version of camo) and boots and walked out, single file, into a third room, a large, dark audotrium. They stood at attention. A figure standing on the stage turned to face his "audience".

"Welcome, Ghosts."

The Side Story Link; Note that this open to the people in Parts One, Two and Three (Part Three will Start after The Side Story.) (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=9605500#post9605500)

As you may have noticed, I've been unable to participate in this RP (due to major college research) and probably won't beable to do any sort of major RP untill I get the "OK" from my parents.

So, say that my fleet and armies just... disapeared, or they've been called to a more important assignment.

Forcing himself through the battlefield, sensing his foe so near; Remiel delighted in every sensation of scarred and bleeding flesh. He was ready, ready to fight and kill, even to die; yet he knew it would not be that day; his day of death would have more profound meaning than this conflict. Laughter trickled from his lips as he forced himself forward; so close now, so ready...

"Masaki..." He hissed, advancing, Worldrender hungry and roaring, bellowing for sustenance, it would feed him; nourish him, if he fed it in turn. He heard its anger voice, screaming like some juggernaut in his grasp. "Soon..."

Storm clouds moved in, crackling with energy. The thunderstorm that built up reflected the carnage below, menacing in its power and strength. Suddenly, lightning lashed out for enemy concentrations, exploding whatever they touch. They struck at enemy vehicles with concentrated heat greater than the sun's surface. They fried Astartes with tens, perhaps hundreds of millions of volts per shot.

A particularly powerful blast of raw electricity crashed down upon Remiel himself, perhaps enough to knock him off his feet. Deadly currents would wrack through his body for a moment as it seeks to destroy him. When the blinding light cleared...

There was his greatest challenge, his greatest foe. The one Remiel has sought to destroy, mind, body and soul...

I, Daniel Alexander Masaki, have come to challenge the Warmaster, delivering the first blow as I did so. Electricity crackled around my body, but it didn't hurt one bit, as I am...the Lightning Master. I smirked as a blade the color lightning crackled to life. "Warmaster Remiel of Chronosia. We meet at last."

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My twin brothers and their squad of Jedi, ninjas, and dragons were now just a kilometer away from the Warp Gate itself. The sensation of evil taint was nearly overwhelming at this location, but they pushed on with superhuman willpower, forcing themselves through the masses of daemons as they headed towards the series of caves that denoted the Warp Gate. Would they win? That's what they hope.

"Masaki" The energy surged through him, bringing a roar of furious ecstacy from his lips; forcing him to pause for a second, before the crackling energy of the warp counteracted the surging lightning. He had been pained; he felt current boiling in his veins; but it would take more than parlour tricks to stop the advance of the Warmaster.

"Daniel Masaki, how long I have sought to meet the legend face to face." He extended his hand, raw with psychic power as he lashed out; the tainted energy, lightning crackling with the foul odour of the warp, hurtled towards Daniel, as the clouds let slip with a more ferocious blast; this time, a tainted blessing from above.

"I hope you don't mind me trying my hand at your...Treacherous craft, Sorceror." He chuckled softly, advancing; caressing the hilt of Worldrender as he progressed slowly towards his prey.

"Shall we begin?"

"Masaki" The energy surged through him, bringing a roar of furious ecstacy from his lips; forcing him to pause for a second, before the crackling energy of the warp counteracted the surging lightning. He had been pained; he felt current boiling in his veins; but it would take more than parlour tricks to stop the advance of the Warmaster.

"Daniel Masaki, how long I have sought to meet the legend face to face." He extended his hand, raw with psychic power as he lashed out; the tainted energy, lightning crackling with the foul odour of the warp, hurtled towards Daniel, as the clouds let slip with a more ferocious blast; this time, a tainted blessing from above.
How I dislike dark lightning. The tainted force of nature set darkness coursing through me like a knife, even as I turned them aside to strike and destroy enemy units. I winced slightly, but composed myself.

"I hope you don't mind me trying my hand at your...Treacherous craft, Sorceror." He chuckled softly, advancing; caressing the hilt of Worldrender as he progressed slowly towards his prey.
"Sorceror..." I merely smiled. "Never been called that before. Anyway..."

"Shall we begin?"
"Yes, let's go..." I lashed out with a series of quick feints then strikes, testing my foe's swordmastery skills.

As the Chronosian demons kept feeding into the charnel house that was the main lines, so too did the Godulan Ground Forces, constantly reinforced by approaching Starspiders and Cougars from the other Garrisons, Kython Slaymasters diving in from the Sky, digging massive ruts in the ground each time they brought their razor-discs to bear against enemy concentrations, and a new barrage of Orbital Fire slamming down on the enemy from above, provided with enthusiasm by the Godulan Earthside Fleet, some four hundred and seventy vessels strong, minus the Kython Capitol vessels, which had moved off to engage the Chronosian fleet around Jupiter.

With the Kythons returning to the rest of their brethren and engaging the enemy fleet, along with the combined Godulan, Coredian, Mini Miehman, etc fleet, the space battle would not last much longer.

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Maximillian witnessed Daniel's lightning storm while surging ever further into the Chronosian ranks, letting his forces annihilate the enemy in droves, using their fallen as shields, and using enemy fallen as shields as well. He ordered his Starspider to circle the exterior of Daniel's and Remiel's area, intending to watch their progress with the detached air of a teacher watching his students.

He could only chuckle to himself as he watched Remiel respond to Masaki's initial strike by conjuring up a storm of his own, not because the strike seemed feeble to his perceptions, but because such displays of 'raw power' were ridiculously inefficient. That pause to summon such powers would have killed him in sixteen separate manners had he tried such a thing in Maxie's presence. Even talking in Maxie's presence would have earned him a lightning swift punch to the face.

To pause is to die. To talk is to die. To do anything that distracts you from your enemy, even for but a mere moment, is to see your end brought forth too soon. When coming from a universe where the rules of chance were brought constantly into play, where a universal law was that "There is always somebody better than you," was often learned at the expense of one's life, the smart warriors quickly learned that intimidating displays of power were only useful as long as the enemy could be intimidated. There was always somebody faster. There was always somebody stronger. There was always somebody smarter. Maxie had met these people. They were now corpses, save one.

He wished to understand if these two, these most respected of warriors, the 'strongest', were really what their reputations claimed.

The Godulan's no longer mattered; the battle no longer mattered; all that mattered was this; the delicate sensations playing in the air; the power surging between them, the heat, the fury. He let his shimmering white teeth slip into the light; let his dark hair tumble as he lunged forward. Eyes flashing, dancing as he parried and feinted; testing his enemies defences; before striking; the blade howling in fury; his strength fuelling it, his anger feeding it.

"Come Masaki; shall we have a duel fit for hell itself? Or shall we dally here, awaiting death unfit, unhonorable? Come Jedi; we shall have a fine test of you; and I shall see if you have potential or honor; or if I merely need bleed you dry...."

I blocked the evil blade with my own, and smirked. "Well, then. Why don't you bring it on?"

Parrying the blade, I swung low, towards the legs. A feint, as I suddenly whipped my sapphire blade upwards towards the shoulders.

John jumped back letting Remiels blade hit the ground cause the ground to spilt. While in the air John touched a transmutaion circle on his blade. the blade began to glow red as the blade transformed*. John put all of his spirit in his blade and swung it at the reckage. As the sword completed its range an energy band erupted from the blade and hit the ground causing a massive explosion, bolts of energy danced across the ground heading towards Remiel. John watched the bolts dance. Hopefully those bolts would show Remiel that he was not to be taken lightly. As the bolts almost hit John screamed

" And thats nothing compared to what I could do."



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OOC: Chronosia why did you ignore this guy? you where going good then nothing like " john " never happened.

OOC: Please get rid of that pic. It's clogging up the screen.

OOC: because my business was with Daniel, and I wasn't going to wait around for Remiel to start taking on Hero Units left right and centre when a battle with Daniel is essential for furthering the plot ;)

IC; Hissing, lashign out with preternatural fury; he felt the blade scrape across the metal armor about his shoulders; cackling as he struck out again; the blades glimering as they met; his armor slick with energy and blood; gore pooling about their feet from the battles all about; the air rife with static.

"I intend to, little one...I intend to"

OOC: because my business was with Daniel, and I wasn't going to wait around for Remiel to start taking on Hero Units left right and centre when a battle with Daniel is essential for furthering the plot ;)

IC; Hissing, lashign out with preternatural fury; he felt the blade scrape across the metal armor about his shoulders; cackling as he struck out again; the blades glimering as they met; his armor slick with energy and blood; gore pooling about their feet from the battles all about; the air rife with static.

"I intend to, little one...I intend to"
Weaving a shield of deadly light around me, I deflected and parried my foe's blows as I sought out weaknesses in him, allowing myself to fall back as if wilting from his blows. In this way, I could perhaps begin to control the battle...

No man can hope to control Chaos; no man can hope to tame a servant of the Gods; and so Remiel struck forth, even as the hissing blows stung like gnats at his armor; he fought on; lashing out with seething powerclaw and darkly hungering Daemonblade.

The Masaki runt would not escape his wrath; he would leave an impression on the boy; a mark; something that he would remember. Chuckling, obscene laughter pouring across those perfect lips; he lunged forward in soulless perfection; growling; eyes red with fury, alive with the flames of the warp; death coming from all sides, so it seemed.

"Come Masaki, I will give you true death. I shall shatter your frail little, mortal form" he lashed out, slashing towards Daniel's arm...

No man can hope to control Chaos; no man can hope to tame a servant of the Gods; and so Remiel struck forth, even as the hissing blows stung like gnats at his armor; he fought on; lashing out with seething powerclaw and darkly hungering Daemonblade.

The Masaki runt would not escape his wrath; he would leave an impression on the boy; a mark; something that he would remember. Chuckling, obscene laughter pouring across those perfect lips; he lunged forward in soulless perfection; growling; eyes red with fury, alive with the flames of the warp; death coming from all sides, so it seemed.

"Come Masaki, I will give you true death. I shall shatter your frail little, mortal form" he lashed out, slashing towards Daniel's arm...
Cloth tore easily. Mithril sleeve screamed as claw slashed it. Skin was penetrated and small streams of life-giving red drained from the wounds. I hissed in pain as the powerclaw scratched my arm. The first blood has been drawn. Ignoring the blossoming pain, I merely smirked. "Is that the best you can do, Warmaster of Chaos? A child could draw more blood."

With that, I began seeking to return the favor, slashing for weak points in the armor, thrusting to stab at my foe.

Blood spurted as blade caught armor and flesh; delightful pain returned in a double onslaught; the crackling lightning of the claw; roarign with the fury of a chained daemon; the Daemonblade from the other side; claw to the chest; the writhing weapon destined for his side; the insane laughter of Remiel all about as the skies crackled with static; the winds screamed in protest; the clouds twisting into runes and sigils; the very world alive with the power of their tumult.

Not since Horus and the Emperor had such a battle borne such fury; such mortal enemies, locked together in hatred; yet Remiel's power whirled about them like a hurricane of arcane, whispering, hissing accusers. He lashed out; over and over again.

"We shall see how much blood I can draw, Whelp! And how much you have to offer for me! Slaanesh thirsts for you! Allow me to endulge my god's appetite..."

OOC NOTE:

Don't forget about me. I'm still in the NS War, but the FT (Space) Stuff i can't do as i am MT.

Blood spurted as blade caught armor and flesh; delightful pain returned in a double onslaught; the crackling lightning of the claw; roarign with the fury of a chained daemon; the Daemonblade from the other side; claw to the chest; the writhing weapon destined for his side; the insane laughter of Remiel all about as the skies crackled with static; the winds screamed in protest; the clouds twisting into runes and sigils; the very world alive with the power of their tumult.

Not since Horus and the Emperor had such a battle borne such fury; such mortal enemies, locked together in hatred; yet Remiel's power whirled about them like a hurricane of arcane, whispering, hissing accusers. He lashed out; over and over again.

"We shall see how much blood I can draw, Whelp! And how much you have to offer for me! Slaanesh thirsts for you! Allow me to endulge my god's appetite..."
I smirked darkly as the Force whipped around me in a storm of light and dark. Blades clashed again and again in a whirling dervish of madness. I replied in kind. "I'll be sure to give him much indigestion then!"

More blood was drawn on either side. More flesh was carved like Thanksgiving turkey. This is one of those battles that will leave me sore for the next few weeks. That's for sure.

OOC: Coreworlds, could you send me a TG summary on what's happened so far? You may have noticed my inability to RP in the war here.

Chronosia, check TG's.

Remiel chuckled; flesh rent, blood boiling; seething from countless wounds, flowing into the tumultous wind, whipping about him like a thousand stinging lashes. "Come then, Masaki; we shall see who makes the better meal...." He lashed out again; a gout of blood sprayed across his armor; staining it with a mixture of their livesbloods.

"I shall bleed you dry..."

Again and again; an insurmountable onslaught; daemonblade and powerclaw howling in raw, carnal desire; hungering from his flesh, needles plunging from beneath the claw with all manner of toxins, synthesized through Remiel's own drug tainted blood...

Bit by bit, life force drained from each of us. I would have to end this before I got too cut up and ended up in the belly of some demon. Plus, I had to help my brothers seal up the Warp Gate in the distance. I gathered up the Force around me and disappeared from view once more. Then, appearing some meters behind the Warmaster, I pulled a short staff of pure onyx out of a utility pocket and enlarged it. Curling electricity on its outside, I performed a move that I have perfected during my times of being...indisposed.

"Rai no Kizu!" I whipped the staff in a diagonal strike, and a blade of lightning sped forward for the Warmaster. After that, I took in deep breaths, feeling my blood still run out of wounds and began closing the more grevious wounds. I'll heal fully later. "I had fun playing with you, Remiel, but I'm afraid that I'll have to conclude it for now. Here's a little present for your trouble."

When I disappeared in a cloud of smoke, a thermal detonator took my place, set to blow after three beeps. Beep...beep...beep...

Remiel roars in anger, a fury blazing in his eyes; deflecting the blow; sliding back, as the detonation knocked him from his feet; warp energy staining the air; tainting the ground; his madness surging forth in liquid waves of terror and hatred. He would kill him...

"Coward Masaki! Cheap tricks will not kill me! I will have your soul! I will claim your entire bloodline for Slaanesh if need be! Then your sister shall be satisfied and I shall have my prize! Do you hear me Masaki! This is not the END!"

So my sister put him up to slaying me... I thought as I reappeared on a plateau very near the Gate and heard his cries. Interesting. Well, I have another job to do today.

With that, I headed towards the gate itself. My brothers and friends are probably still fighting their way into the mechanisms of the gate, and my own strength lent to them will surely end the daemon's involvement all that much sooner...