NationStates Jolt Archive

(OOC: Ok, So once again I'm having another Go at the Future Tech Thing, I feel a lot more comfortable about this nation, and I hope it will Work out just nicely, Feel free to Join in with what ever you feel is needed)

Unknown Space Sector 8131

The Federation Dreadnaught, "The Emperor's Wrath" Moved Gently, its massive Engines powering it through Deep space, with a slow purposefullness akin to such a giant.... an Exploration vessel of the Witch Finder Bretherkin..

Captain Dessius stood on the Bridge, is jet black uniform matched the Dark interior of the Vessel, and the Darkened bridge was lit with an unearthly red glow...

Every Officer wore a pair of red Goggles, the Gentle glow of these eye peices permiated the room, Even the Captain bore a pair of these goggles...

"Ensign... What is our Current Location?" The Captain spoke, his voice was low and had a hoarse feeling about it...

"Our Vessel is Located in Sector 8131... " The Ensign turned from his console to speak, his voice was similar to the Captains, Low Dry and hoarse...

Each soldier and Each officer had dead and palid looking skin, their hair was jet black, blacker than the Federation Uniforms they all bore...

"Ensign... Send out a Signal to all Vessels that can hear our Transmission" Again the voice was low and Hoarse.. as though he struggled to bring forth his words...

"As you wish Captain"


"This is Captain Dessius of The Emperor's Wrath.... We hereby Claim Sector 8131 in The name of The Galactic Federation and His Divine Emperor... All Vessels and Planets are Ordered To Comply.... The Witch Finder Generals will begin processing of Planets Immeadiatly, All Planetary leaders are Ordered to Present themselves to The Witch Finder Generals for Questioning under the Laws of the Divine Emperor... Dessius Out"

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" Sector 8131...... that sounds like the sector that was attacked by the rogue fleet..... I need to warn them...( types on holo-consol)

-- This Is Hobbeebian High Command. You are in inside a combat zone. There is a rogue fleet i the area and it is well armed, you are hereby warned of the danger.....Hobbeebian High Command out.-"

The young Ensign did his job now it would be up to them weather or not to listen.

" Sector 8131...... that sounds like the sector that was attacked by the rogue fleet..... I need to warn them...( types on holo-consol)

-- This Is Hobbeebian High Command. You are in inside a combat zone. There is a rogue fleet i the area and it is well armed, you are hereby warned of the danger.....Hobbeebian High Command out.-"

The young Ensign did his job now it would be up to them weather or not to listen.

Captain Dessius looked out across the Star fields as his Optical goggles compensated for the glare of distant suns...

"Captain.... We are receiving reports that our current Position is within a Combat zone, From someone calling himself the Hobbebian High Command..."

"Open Up another Communication Relay..."

"As you wish Captain"

"This is Captain Dessius, We are Quite Capable of holding our own... The Emperors Wrath is one of the Largest Dreadnaughts in our Divine Emperor's Fleets.... State your Location and Prepare for Inquisitorial Questioning"

" If you want to question me you can do it over this comm channel. If you wish to speak with our Emperors, you'll be in the wrong Galaxy. This Is Hobbeebian High Command Outpost 32-beta-Of the Hobbeebian Expeditionary Forces. This is one of the 290 Militrary outpost in this Galaxy." Replied the young Ensign...

( just outside of senor range....)

The Dark bio-fleet came out of its Dime-up. Appearing just off of Sensor range of the Federations SD. The Command ships waited for orders.


( Unknown area )

the manin the Dark Room now known as a Dark Bio-pilot of the Necromander, came to his creen and gave orderd to the Fleet. His skin Metallic and his eyes like lenses of a camara. But he was still breating. His voice mechancial, but also human. And he said...


" Command ship number 56 You are to begin Directive 85."

The man got up and walked over to see his bio-mech. A creature of pure evil, One of metal and wires, but one of intellegance and a soul. A soul of pure hatred , but soul none the less. the man spoke again...

" Arise my friend, we have new people to kill...."

the Necromanders eye bursted with life and glowed a dark red and his roar like one from hell.


( back with the fleet)

Roger sir.... All ships begin Directive 85- ASAP." sounded the Command ships lead driod...

Soon all the the ships that where left engaged thier weapons and charged to the lone SD. For it was not the only one they have encountered and it would not be the first to be destroyed....

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- Necromander

"The Witch Finder Generals have been informed, and A Witch Finder Fleet has been dispatched to your location, Upon arrival you will be Questioned by The Witch Finder Generals... Please prepare for their Arrival... We Will maintain Present Course..." Captain Dessius Replied, before cutting the Transmission...

In Sector 8221 of his Divine Emperor's Territory, a Large Witch Finder General fleet had been dispatched, Various vessels from Grand Inquistorial Cruisers to the smaller battle Cruisers, Regardless each on of these vessels were grandios in their design, each with ornate gothic carvings and various symbols of his Divine Emperor..

Master Witch Finder Cartwright was the only Person in the Galactic Federation who didn't wear the Optical goggles that protects the eyes of each and everyone in the Federation.... for Cartwright was born outside of Dark Star 6 the Galactic Federation home world and was orphaned into the Witch Finder Bretherkin... from there he became Master Witch Finder and was preparing for another hunt....

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The Hobbeebian Enisgn reported that the people known as the Federation are going to make contact with him.

" this is Hobbeebian Homeworld High Command- you re to welcome them. With a war soon to eyrupt with chronosia we need friends."

The Dark fleet found its target. the hips was built well, and the crew could see its structure would take a lot. The sniper ships where first the field. Fling in a very loose formation making a large covered area, making a half shere. Then soon after it was the missile ships. Taking positions behind the snipers. And behind them the planetary assualt ships, then Baorder ships tailing. the command ships stayed away from the battlefield to be. The ships was coming in to view..... the Cannons took aim and fired........


( Unknown location)

The man had now taken control of Necromander and would soon join his forces. He longed for chaos and death. Longered for the sound of screams.....

The Sensor array of the Vessel became alive as the Approaching Vessels appeared on the Sector Sweeps...

"Captain, We have Incomming... Vessels look Hot and Hostile.."

"All Stop... Charge Capacitators, Bring Defense shield online... Prepare to Repel Borders...."

A Shrill warning siren echoed through out the ship as defensive Turrets Came online, Each defensive Turret was manned by a Federal Trooper, the Core Soldier of the Federations Fleet.... Not the Ground troops, just the Generic Grunts that Operate within fleets...

As the enemy Vessels approached, the Ship became a Wall of Bright Fire, The Galactic Federation didn't use Plasma Weapons, but rather Old Fashioned Shells, that contained Lazer charges... these were loaded by Federal Troopers, then pulling a Chord the weapon fired, Before being reloaded...

A wall of Lazer Fire was projected Into the oncomming Vessels... while The Emperor's Wrath went into Defensive mode....

The Fortress Class vessel, which was of The Emperor's Wrath Class was designed to absorb horrific amounts of Fire, while being able to maintain defensive fire and keep up the counter attack, The Fortress classes were generaly used as Long Range Exploration vessels or as Fleet anchors, where the rest of the fleet would Operate around The Fortress class... using its Defensive ability to Impede Enemy Vessels operations...

The Palestine-class star cruiser slid through the inky void. Long, with swept back wings about 2/3 of the way down the hull and massive engines in the rear. It carried dozens if not hundreds of missile tubes, rail-guns, and smaller point-defense weapons. In it's hold it carrier starfighters. The ship was the pride of the small New Gazan space fleet. It's name: the Jerusalem. Several smaller escort ships were asrrayed in formation around it's hull. They were ona patrol on the far edges of NEw Gazan space, sweeping for any potentially dangerous ships or space debris.

Captain Ahmed Abbas was reading yet another sensor report, when his communications officer spoke. "Captain, I'm detecting a transmission from a ship calling itself the Emperor's Wrath."

Abbas frowned, "Patch it through." He listened as the transmission played, then shook his head. "Where's it coming from?"

"It originated several light years away, beyond the marked boundaries of our territory, sir."

Abbas considered. "Set a course," he finally ordered, "And inform the Senate that we are investigating a strange transmission."

"Yes, sir."

The ship slowly turned and began accelerating to faster then light speeds, it's support craft moving with it.

The sniper ships shields came to life as the rounds impacted. The ships shuttered with each one that hit. But the Sniper cannons continued to blast out of the barrels. Round after rounds lept forth with great speed. Soon the missile ships took their points and began to engage to ship. Each missile ships would normally fire about 50 missile a second due to its many missile holds. the space around them filled with thousands of missiles. Each jetted to the lone ship. Each missile was a high impact missile- made to damage shields. volly after volly came from each ships after they pushed past the sniper ship sphere. Soon the boarder ships punched thier engines and pushed towards the lone ship. Each ship with a 3000 heavy assualt droid team was a scary number. The space in between the two forces was nothing more then niper blasted and missile fire.


( Hobbeebian Outpost )

The Ensign had no idea that the Rogue fleet would have attacked this far out. He called for support....

" This is Ensign of outpost 32-beta we have positive Dark Bio activity.request support for Federation ship...."


This is High Command- Approved they are on the way...." replied the High Command of the Homeworld...

The Sheilds absorbed lots of the Missiles damage, their impacts rippled out across surface, as the Gunners continued to send shell after shell roaring towards the Incomming fleets...

Multiple Weapons arrays Continued to pound the Space infront of them, sending bright bolts of Lazer screaming towards targets...

"Shield Report?" The Captain spoke, his voice Dry and hoarse...

"Sheilds are at 98% and holding..." came the similar toned reply...

"Good, Keep the Capacitators Charged..."

The Fortress Class continued its Defense.... Bringing up an Impressive and awe inspiring display of Fire power for one lone ship....

The Jerusalem was quickly approaching the site of the conflict. "Captain, I'm reading weapons fire. The Emperor's Wrath is under attack by an unknown fleet. Ship configuration unknown. I've got no idea who they are, sir."

Abbas glanced at the sensor read-out. "General Quarters, secure for combat. Alert the Senate and High Command, we may need reinforcements."

Klaxons blared and the overhead lighting dimmed as power was shunted to weapons and shielding systems. Bulkhead doors closed down all over the ship, sealing off sections so that if the hull was breached the entire ship wouldn't lose air pressure. Pilots scrambled into their cockpits.

The massive ship accelertaed to attack speed, moving into the system like a thunderbolt. Weapons fired, sending railgun rounds and missiles spiraling into the oncoming "Dark Fleet". The fighters

Attention, Emperor's Wrath this is the NGS Jerusalem. Do you require assistance? Over.

"This is Captain Dessius... Any help would be Appreciated.." The Captains voice sounded Coarse and dry...

The Vessel shuddered slightly as another explosion rippled across the Sheild..

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(OOC: Thats the Fortress Class vessel, Only it has a lot more Weapons on it, the turrets are only on the picture for show, this ship is roughly the same size as a Super Star Destroyer)

We copy, Emperor's Wrath. We're on our way in.

The cruiser came in, it's fighters screaming ahead (well, if there was any sound in space that is). It took up a position above and to the left of the Wrath, firing a broadside into the oncoming enemy.

the Hobbeebia God Send Fleet

1x Armaggedon Class Ultra Dreadnaught- "Gods right hand"
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60 x Armaggedon class SD- codenamed- "God's chariots"
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30 x 30 x 30 Inquistor-Executor-Malevolent Class SD's- codenamed " The Three horse men
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200x Tarrainian star crusiers- Armaggedon class- codenamed: "Starline"
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Bump for Exposure

The dark fleet, continued despite the incoming fire. Ships pushed forward as if they had thier own ambition. The boarder ships began to get close, and did not wait to attack. Firing sniper cannons at the shipps engines and at thier new alies engines as well. Blasted roared and sniper shell jetted. the sniper cannons would make like work of the ships shields and turn the ship into swiss cheese.

missle ships took a more back position still launching the bombardment of hell-swarmers. They where ready to phase in and out at a monents notice.

The planetary assault ships took aim at the lone ship and its lone ally. thier weapons began to charge....


( in dime-transit)

The Necromander slipped into existance as fast as it left, appearing just in front of the missile ships. The Necromander only watched as he did not want to make himself known yet.....

IC: bridge deck of the NSAA Brig-of-War hammerstein, lost in the wrong galaxy:
"Bridge, Detection, passive sensors picking up a massive space battle ahead"
"Bridge aye, pipe the hands to quarters"
"aye aye, all hands, this is the bridge, prepare for possible combat, silent running still in operation" (sound of pipes whistling)
"detection, when can we expect to get a visual?"
"we can see the fight already sir, it seems to be one massive ship and possible one smaller craft against what appears to be a large fleet of much smaller vessels."
"bridge aye. maintain silent running but begin making to avoid the battle by a long distance, we dont want to die out here."
"aye aye sir, begining manouver"

OOC: a brig will last about half a second around here right now, but it could lead you back to the galaxy most NSers are in when it fixes its drive and goes home...

OOC: If anyone has problems with this, please tell me.
IC:
Federated Sons of Starenell
Avalon City, Avalon
Julian K'Tan sat at his desk, reading the latest news. There was nothing interesting today, so he decided to acess FoxNet, the Staric intelligence Network. As soon as he logged on, using a different name to keep an eye on his spies, a file from an agent in Hobbeebia popped up, saying something about Fleet-Scale battle in an unknown sector. Julian opened the file and examined it. Eventually, coordinates were sent in. Julian had an interesting idea. He walked into the hall and yelled "Hey Tancred" a muffled voice came back "What" "Get down here, I have an idea." Tancred grumbled, but began to walk towards the stairs. When he reached the banister he slid down on it, jumping off just before he hit the pillar at the bottom. When he got to Julian, who was back in the office, creating commands to move a regiment of fighters to unknown space. "Have you gone crazy?" Tancred asked. "No, but how would you like to take the Shields out for a fight, and then some diplomacy afterwards?" Julian replied. Tancred thought about for a few seconds. "Good so far." Julian spun around to face Tancred. "Apparently a new nation has appeared in deep space, near a Hobbeebian Outpost. There is a rogue Hobeebian fleet there as well, and fighting has erupted. Your job would be to help take out the rogues, and hopefully get two new allies. Sound good?" "Definitly" came the reply. "Then get going the Shields are waiting. Oh, and one thing, Hobeebia is anti-GE." Tancred smiled on the outside, but inside he was more jubilant.
OOC: Tancred does not like the GE very much.

The God send fleet made its way to the battlefield. the fleet of massive ships would be enough to scar any normal enemy. The largest ships named " Gods Right Hand " was the largest. So large that it held an entire planets worth of people. It also held the Hobbeebian most powerful weapon- The Dimentional Sniper Cannon. The ship had one shell. The shell of made of a crystal called "Transphanian". It is a clear shell that carries almost no density. the shell is super light for its size, but harder and tougher then techtanium. The crystal is found in a dimension called The 54th gamma. A dimension that borders anti-universe. The shell went fired is encased in a hyper-dense case of ion/ charged Particals. Once the shell exits it is then becomes a conduit for Dimensional ripps. The shell itself bends reality and shatters it as well in some places. The ship also had a level ten biomech on it at all times. The ship was the pride of the Hobbeebian Fleet. And it wanted battle

Tancred readied the Shields, but as they prepared to launch Julian called them again. "Okay, sorry to disappoint you boys but you are not going." The men made slightly hidden signs of disapproval. "Instead you will be attached to the First K'tan Guards, who are being sent to the front lines of the war with the GE." Everyone cheered and Tancred whooped. "You are to move to these coordinates and train with the Guards for a while. Then you will attack with them and give them extra support." Everyone cheered. The group moved into action.

OOC: I have to leave because this war will severely tax my resources.

There is a rogue Hobeebian fleet there as well, and fighting has erupted
OOC: The Dark Fleet is based off of Hobbeebian design, but are not Hobbeebian in any way.


The Necromander and his dark pilot noticed that the ship they where after was not alone. Soon he realized that The Hobbeebian Flag-Fleet had arrive. The Necromander and his pilot both cursed and decided to leave before they where taken out with the rest of the fleet.

As the dark fleet pushed forward, the God Send Fleet decided to announce itself. Just as a the missile ships made another run. Massive Dime beams came from The Flag ship called "Gods right hand"- the shields on the missile ships shattered and the ships vaporized as the beams made contact. Soon the Boarder ships made thier approach, but where soon taken form this life with a might Blast from The Sniper Cannons MK II. A more Advanced version of the feared Hobbeebian sniper cannon arsenal. The ships shields only gave a light show as the shells ripped massive holes in the ships. Once the God Send Fleet arrived the battle ended in about 10 minutes. And most of the fleet the was still movable dime-jumped and left. the rest of the fleet only became space debris.

OOC: Sorry, nevermind, well bye.

OOC: a tag so i can find this thread, for some reason thread tools is not working

The Fortress class stopped firing... Various calls echoed around the Vast gun decks signaling the Cease Fire.... the Space around the vessel died down and the lazer fire stopped... Empty Laz Shell casings littered the floor....

"Give me a Status Report..." The Captain spoke, his voice was hoarse and dry...

"Sheilds were at 92%... No damage to Main Structure" Replied an Ensign...

"Very Good.... Hold Position"

A Flash apeared 1km above the Fortrass class, when the sudden blinding flash disapeared a large ship, over 900 meters apeared. Large holes in the hull, burn marks across parts of the hull, battle scars that seemed fresh. Some fires seemed to be spewing out of some holes in the hull, bent and twisted metal poked out here and there. The Tefnut class fleet carrier the 5th ship to be built.


The ship had markings on the side of one of the flight deck pods, CGN - Black Death (CVF-005), part of the markings has burn marks across it. The ship seemed to drift towards the fortress, the engines struggled to control the ship, meny of them not working...dead.

"Location" The Admiral shouted out, fires were burning in CIC (combat infomation center), the heart of a CFN ship.

"......about.....20 ly's away from Port Aurther.....we're lucky we didnt land in a star sir, blind jumps...dangerus" The Captain replyed, she brushed her hair out of her face, she had a large cut across her right eye.

People where running around, reporting this that and the other to people, damage control teams working over time to fix the ship.

"Sir, combat zone directly below us....one or two ships fighting off an armada and we're drifting right into it" the captain reported.

"grate out of the fire and into the bonfire. Send all fighters, all guns maned, set Condiction one" the Admiral ordered at once, "open signal, all channels i want to talk to one of these bastards....."

"open sir" the comm officer reported, looking battered and brused.

"To all ships, this is the Colonial Federal Navy Ship Black Death, Member State of the Reborn Galatic Empire. WE have suffered heavy damage from a corporate attack, we are drifting towards the unknown ship and in need of support." The Admiral said.


Fighters were sent out, just over 200 fighters, screening themselves between the unknown ships and the Black Death. Weapons on the ship we're armed and ready to defend itself.

Ship here (http://www.battlestarwiki.org/en/images/4/43/Pegasus02.jpg)

The party was over but thier where still guests. Soon a new ship made its self known with a rather crude enterance. The damaged ship came through a jump and appeared right over the Kraven ship. It was only 900 meters long, any number of ships in the God send Fleet could have helped it. But many on the ships had second thought on weather or not to help because of their position in the G.E. Something the Hobbeebians didn't like. Not becuase of thier policies but because of who was in it. Soon it was said that they would help.

" Attention Black Death, this is Gods Right Hand. You appear to be severly damaged. We are not to far away we will be thier soon to begin Repairs if you wish. We will have you dock with us. The dock number is 56. We will be awaiting for your answer."

Soon The Fleet arrived. And the docking bay for the ship opened and awaited the ship.

bump for Kraven

"This is the Galactic Federations, Fortress Class Vessel 'The Emperors Wrath', Deep space exploration vessel... I am Captain Dessius, Please state your Purpose here and Await questioning by the Galactic Federation witch hunters."

The ship awaited the reponse as Captain Dessius stood at his bridge..