NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC:
ATTENTION:
The nations of Poodamia, Nickotopolis, and Korsia of Randomabyss are practicing an FT wargame. All weapons will be dulled to produce small energy signatures which sensors will be tuned to count as weapons fire. All of this is simulated, this is a closed thread. Out of charachter, side comments and tips will be allowed, but please do not interfere with the fighting.


IC:

The 1st Poodamian space corps:
-RSS. Orion (Orion class Cruiser)
-RSS. Bombardier (Bombardier class Battlestar)
-RSS. Polaris (Bombardier class Battlestar)
-RSS. Aurora (Bombardier class Battlestar)
-RSS. Darwin (Bombardier class Battlestar)
-RSS. Celestia (Bombardier class Battlestar)
-RSS. Intrepid (Intrepid class Battleship)
-RSS. Vega (Intrepid Class Battleship)
-RSS. Ares (Intrepid Cass Battleship)
-RSS. Orient (Intrepid class Battleship)
-RSS. Virgon (Ion class Cutter)

the Empiric Nickotopolean Space Fleet:

Squadron Omega:
ENV Valorous – Flagship (Arian)
ENV Endeavor (Arian)
ENV Discovery (Arian)
ENV Falcon (Arian)
ENV Perseverance (Arian)
ENV Gordievsky (Arian)
ENV Coben (Arian)
ENV Barker (Arian)
ENV Pinkerton (Arian)
ENV Szabo (Arian)
ENV Venture (Arian)

Last Destiny (Modified Arian), Kazzak Assault Battalion
Final Fantasy (Modified Arian), Kazzak Assault Battalion
Shadow's Demise (Modified Arian), Kazzak Assault Battalion
Ultimate Fate (Modified Arian), Kazzak Assault Battalion
Navis Omega (Arian)(Flagship), Second Korsian Defense Division
Navis Alpha (Arian), Second Korsian Defense Division
Navis Beta (Arian), Second Korsian Defense Division
Navis Delta (Arian), Second Korsian Defense Division
Navis Sigma (Arian), Second Korsian Defense Division
Navis Iota (Arian), Second Korsian Defense Division
Navis Omicron (Arian), Second Korsian Defense Division

Flagship: Final Fantasy

Emperor Nick Hunter buttoned the final Captain Pip on his military uniform. It had been quite a while since he'd last put it on, and he'd gained a bit of weight. He then looked at his ruggedly handsome 27 year old face in the mirror. Today was a big day. Since the last war game had been a toss up, his old ally, Leigh Nildran of Poodamia and his fairly new ally Dante Aligheri of Korsia were ready to test out their fleets. As soon as they broke orbit, Nick watched the fleets being assembled. He then looked to where his fleet should have been. there was nothing there. He knew he was doing well. His fleet was using their reflective cloaking devices, therefore making them totally invisible and undetectable. He left his bedroom on the Gaia and went to his pilot.

"Cloak the ship." he said as the Gaia soon became invisible also. Easing into the bay next to three saggitarians, he smiled. It had begun. opening the hatch and beginning at a brisk jog up to the command deck, he seated himself at his main center chair.
"Tell the fleet to deploy the verteron net and the magnifiying glass."

So all eleven ships in the fleet began to emit a grid of verteron beams between their ships. This would do two things. First if any ship cloaked or uncloaked attempted to fly through the fleet or even FTL jump through it, the verteron beam would register a breach and half of the fleets weapons would automatically train and destroy it. Then, if the ship somehow would survive the weapons barrage, the grid would automatically bounce them to a random null point in X-space, which only the flagship knew its location and could pull them out.

Second the fleet began to emit a giant bubble of tetryon beams feeding off each ship. Soon this bubble flattened out to become a circle, and then it began a ring magifying all the stars behind it. If the ships fired through this ring, their blasts would be magified 100x. However if the enemy fired backward through it, ther blasts would be shrunken.
Neither of these tools were visible to Nick's foes untill he decloaked. So he decided to wait...

"Your move my old friend..."

ATTN:
Korsia has pulled out of the wargame. Due to some computing issues. Please excuse the lack of his playing. This is no discredit to Korsia.


OOC: Korsia called me because his PC is freaking out and he can't continue to play. he will be back active in a day or so.

--Emperor of Nickotopolis

The 1st Poodamian space corps moved into position as Leigh Nildran pored over the local charts on the main table in the Battlestar Aurora's CIC. The first hexagonal chart displayed his fleet of ten ships, with the Orion hanging in back of the lineup. The second rectangular chart had a chart of the space around Nypenyoka, and the last hexagonal chart displayed the Poodamian fleet, along with the exact position of the cloaked Nickotopolean ships. They where cloaked, that was for certain. They had no sheilds up, and weapons where powered down. They where invisible, but he knew where they where. Ever since the Valorous had sent out orders to the fleet, their position had been given away by those transmissions. Computers all around the fleet where crunching numbers, triangulating each ship's position and decoding the communications between the Nickotopolean ships.

"Keep monitoring com traffic, plug their positions into the database, and mark them on all charts. Ready all batteries for a full barrage, and prepare to move to formation Delta. Set condition througout the fleet."

Aurora's CIC sprang into action, orders where shouted, computers hummed, and the fleet's FTL drives and weapons batteries warmed up.

"Sir, all decks report ready for action, preset condition is set." Came a response about thirty seconds later from the ship's acting XO.

"Very well. Order all ships to fire at full intensity on the triangulated positions All Intrepids focus on the Valorous. As soon as Nick's ships raise sheilds, execute orders for formation Delta."

In that instant a barrage of accelerated particles and Megahurt missiles sped towards the invislible Nickotopolean ships. Laght flashes ensued.

"Sir, sensors report that particle weapons are having a lesser effect on the enemy fleet. Megahurt missiles are uneffected."

"Divert power to all missile batteries."

"What are you up to now..." Leigh thought as the accelerated particles from his fleet dulled as they approaced enemy ships. This was going to be a challenge. But he expected no less of Nick Hunter. This was just like him. Unpredictable, truely rediculous, yet short sighted at the same time.

"Decloak the fleet now!" Nick Yelled.
Instantaneously the ships all became visible as did the magnifying glass.
"Open fire on the ships through the magnifyer. Have the whole fleet begin a full cannon barrage on my mark. Also load full torpedo load." He said as the com and tactical officer nodded.
"All cannons and torpedoes register ready." The ops officer registered.
"Fire."
Every ship fired pulses and torpedoes simultaneously, and as they cruised towards the magnifying glass they were instantly 100x bigger. Shelling down upon the fleet, Nick smiled as his torpedoes of light made contact with every ship in the fleet.
"Sir they enemy fleet is firing on us. No damage. The magnifying glass took the punch out of their pulses and our sheilds disintegrated their megahurt missles. The sheilds took the brunt of it." Chief Engineer said from his post.
"They're using projectile weapons?" Nick said in a chuckle.
"Good now continue firing through the glass."
"Aye."
More shelling ensued as points of light rained down upon the Poodamians as forcefully as a winters blizzard.
This wasn't enough. Nick thought as he stood up. Then it dawned on him.
"Execute plan Tholean Web." Nick ordered.
In an instant their engines were up and the eleven Arians moved into their positions. As they pulled out they shut down the first verteron grid, keeping the generators warmed up. First the Endeavour and Discovery moved directly in front of the fleet emitting a new grid between their ships.
Then the Falcon and Perseverance took position underneath the fleet. They too emitted a grid then connected it from the Falcon to the Discovery. Next the Gordievsky and Coben moved to the left side of the fleet, following suit with their grids then connecting them to the previously built grid. After them the Barker and Pinkerton took up identical positions on the right side of the fleet further emitting the grid and connecting it to the total grid. Then behind them the Szabo and the Venture followed suit connecting the grid. Finally the Valorous moved on top of the fleet and emitting the grid sealed the fleet inside. They were trapped. Nick ordered his ship to deploy a tetryon magnifying glass above them and he began to fire down upon them.
"Your move my old friend."

"WHY HAVN'T WE JUMPED?" Shouted Leigh as the Nickotopolean fleet surrounded his.

"There appears to be a feild of plot devices and poor RPing mucking up our FTL drives sir." Came a response.

Leight shrugged it off, he'd have to deal with this, trapped though he was.

"Computer, spawn terminal, login Nildran."

After a breif voice authentication, a holographic terminal meterialized on the charts table, with Leigh's personal bash prompt and a holographic keyboard displayed. He began his usual exploitation procedures, which normally took days to carry out. It was different this time however. He needed no preparation for this particular bit of cracking, as Nick's fleet was carrying Poodamian FTL drives, as well as the program Xjolt. Xjolt was designed to drive the gravity generators on Nick's ships to counter for the jolt of FTL travel. Unbeknownst to Nick however, that this program had secretly intstalled a hidden SSH server in all the computers of all Nick's ships, allowing Leigh to login remotely and take control of the Nickotopolean computers.

Login was successful, as he was greeted by the bash prompt typically installed on catullo class computers. He CD'd to the directory where Xjolt's config file was held, and increased the gravity generator's strength by ten, just to be annoying. He then proceeded to the configuration for the verteron beam generator, and completely borked it, it was no longer in existence. Furthermore, he set a 755 permission on all verteron directories, so no one on the Nickotopolean ships could enter, read, or edit anything in that directory.

He duplicated this process on all the cores on all the computers, as well as locking off directories housing programming for reintegration, installation, modulation and formatting so Nick could not bring up emergency computers, install or uninstall anything, attempt to restart or format the computers, or use their adaptative sheilds. He attempted to bring down all sheilding and weapons systems, but they where precompiled, and did not want to risk messing with binaries. He had done enough.

"Report" He said to his crew.

"We've lost the Ares, and the Intrepid, the Celestia is badly damaged."

"As soon as the verteron beams collapse, order the Celestia and the Orion to jump to emergency isolation coordinates, and begin repairs on the Celestia. Order all Intrepids, the Darwin, and the Polaris to jump outside of the enemy fleet. All ships open fire."

Now it was an even fight. He had lost three ships, and Nick had lost his verteron beams, as well as his adaptive sheilding.

He was back on his feet.

"Sir we've been hacked."
"Hacked?"
"Yes sir apparently the Valorous has been assaulted by Nildran. our core is basically worthless."
"Send the message by signal Light to bring up the active firewalls and to reestablish the grid by cutting us out of the loop. I have an Idea."
"Aye sir."
"Now get a tech team down to the launch bay. First remove our cores. Then bring all our functions to bear with what functions they could do using only one smaller core. Then remove one of the Saggitarian's cores and then have the remaining saggitarians deploy to reestablish the grid minus our area."
"Sir we would lose all the data we currently have on the fleet, and we'll have to cut our functions down to minimum, but It may work." the engineer said. "Begin transplantation."
The whole process took about five minutes. and when it was done, the chief engineer stood before Nick.
"We're all set sir. No data but its installed as far as hardware."
"Okay now I'm going down to the teleportation bay." So leaving the command
deck nick made it to the elevator...slowly and then took elevator to the teleportation bay. He began to run the system on the core. It was slow and Nick had to shut down all the other functions spare Sheilds, Life support and teleporter. First Nick aimed the radio beam into the CIC of the Aurora, then he placed a light bomb in the teleportation chamber. This light bomb had the blast radius of a nuclear warhead. Except only with light.
He opened a com link to the other three teleportation bays on board.
"Okay, put a light bomb in each of your chambers and aim your radio beam into The Aurora, the Bombardier, Darwin and Polaris' CIC's. Then teleport the light bombs into all four of their CIC's on my command."
"Aye." resounded from four different voices.
"Teleport."
Slowly the light bombs became dematerialized and were shot down the radio beams into the CIC. Nick set his carefully onto the charts table in the aurora's CIC. that was for tigtening the gravity.
"Hope you have a good pair of sunglasses."
At that second the other rooms officers yelled to him.
"Done sir! The bomb's in the CIC's."
"Detonate."
"Good. The only problem now is that we're still out of action. Send a direct com link to the Vega, Ares, Orient, and Virgon. Tell them we surrender."
"Surrender sir?"
"Doesn't the virus travel over radio waves?"
"Yeah!"
"Taste of their own medicine."

ATTN:
Due to the powerfulness of both Poodamia and Nickotopolis, both countries have decided on a draw for the match. Both fleets are equally as skilled. There is no winner.

MATCH DRAWN

I agree to the draw

--Nick Hunter
Emperor of Nickotopolis

OOC: Whoa Deja vu

The People's republic of Poodamia also agrees to this draw.

-Leigh Nildran