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Secert IC: The Time had come to test out The Adamantium Droids, to show Their enemies the true Power of The Cassiopeian Empire. First they needed a Nation that was weaken by Civil War or rebelion. so Empress Cas'rai soon went to the Temple of The night and watched as her Priests drew lots. The Unluckly Nation would be No endorse. The Empress soon sent a Message to General Chimaera

To General Chimaera

The Time has Come........Begin Operation: GRAND STRIKE at once.

It was now.....

(OOC: As I'm supposed to be helping to defending NE's interests at the moment, here's a massive tag. Expect no mercy... And I'll expect none from you. ^_^.)

bump

Bumped again

Taggage. I'll make some kind of brutally violent post later.

I'm gonna TAG too to see if something happens...

ooc: Err... this thread was posted on Monday and I found out Wednesday via Mini Miehm? o_O In the future, could you at least TG me when your starting something like this? Contacting via some sort of IM to run through some stuffg briefly would be preferable, but TG at least. Doesn't matter now, let's just go with this one and see where she leads.

IC: In the great sensor spires of Haven and Sanctuary, a military buildup like this could not even pray to go unnoticed. Well, it could pray all it wanted to, the Gods just wouldn't oblige unless there was a dimensional wall in the way.

No Endorse had never interacted with such a nation before. All of the knowledge they had gained via its intelligence net pointed to agressions towards the Milky Way Galaxy, nothing to be worried about. Even still, the border was put on heightened alert. Sensor screens were extended to far past their normal perimeters, probe nets activated, and inhibitor fields began to power up, pulsing massively in the already highly damaged space. The net was almost impenetrable.

But in the End, only the Forgemaster knows how his children will turn out. We are forced to wait and observe his grand plan, set into motion in times unknown.

ooc2: your move bud.

Tag cuz I will come in and show that Adamantium Droids will crumple like tinfoil under the claws of the StarSpiders if this actually starts up.

An IC post will come if this gets going.

ooc: Err... this thread was posted on Monday and I found out Wednesday via Mini Miehm? o_O In the future, could you at least TG me when your starting something like this? Contacting via some sort of IM to run through some stuffg briefly would be preferable, but TG at least. Doesn't matter now, let's just go with this one and see where she leads.

IC: In the great sensor spires of Haven and Sanctuary, a military buildup like this could not even pray to go unnoticed. Well, it could pray all it wanted to, the Gods just wouldn't oblige unless there was a dimensional wall in the way.

No Endorse had never interacted with such a nation before. All of the knowledge they had gained via its intelligence net pointed to agressions towards the Milky Way Galaxy, nothing to be worried about. Even still, the border was put on heightened alert. Sensor screens were extended to far past their normal perimeters, probe nets activated, and inhibitor fields began to power up, pulsing massively in the already highly damaged space. The net was almost impenetrable.

But in the End, only the Forgemaster knows how his children will turn out. We are forced to wait and observe his grand plan, set into motion in times unknown.

ooc2: your move bud.

OOC: Ok

Secert IC: General Chimaera's Fleet was Massing near Pandora, a Planet on The Outer Rim of The Cassiopeia Galaxy. Being a General ment that she should be Smarter then The enemy or be Destroyed. The Cassiopeians had Sent Probes to the Milky Way Galaxy and found out the The enemy was getting ready for them, well sadly, The Cassiopeians were Getting ready to Make sure The enemy would see the True Power of The Cassiopeians.

The Cassiopeian tenth Armada.

1 Eclipse Class Super Star Destroyer (Chimaera's Flag Ship)
23 Interdictor Class Cruisers
19 Victory Class Star Destroyers
26 Spectre Class Star Destroyers
15 Imperial Class Star Destroyers
15 Imperial Strike Cruisers
21 Corellian Corvettes
18 Nebulon-B Frigates
2,000 Long Range Fighters (X-Wings, Ravens, E-Wings and A-5 Sabers)
89 Acclamator I-class assault ships
20 Eta-2 Actis-class light interceptors (Morgukai Interceptors)
1 Coralskipper

20,000 Adamantium Droids
31,789 Super Battle Droids
200 IG-226 Hailfire-class droid tanks
456 Octuptarra droids
48,000 Clone Troopers
653 OG-10 Heavy Homing Spider Droids
2,000 dark troopers
290 Droidekas
290 AT-ATs
342 Scorpion Walkers
120 Horseshoe Crab Walkers
210 All Terrain Personal Transports (AT-PT)
21 Morgukais

The Fleet soon Jumped into Hyperspace and To The War.

Begun, The Grand War had.

The Terrans could not help but notice the buildup inside TCG space, and they activated the proper forces to deal with the incursion. Wherever they appeared they would be met by task fleets Pestilence and Famine, the harbingers of the Terran Dominion. There was little hope of survival against even one task fleet, and they were faced with the two most experienced fleets and commanders in the Dominion.

Beware, Oblivion is at hand...

The Godulans had also recieved preliminary intelligence suggesting that the Cassiopeians were preparing an attack against one of the Godulans allies. Reports had been swiftly shuffled through the directorate, and within hours of the initial reports, Baron Skye was already sending word to the largest available battlefleet, as well as drafting a memorandum to be sent to the Cassiopeian Government.

The orders came to the Battlefleet over Coredia, General Achaedus' command. Though many of his ships were dedicated presently to assisting Coredian forces with a Civil War/Natural Disaster, and the recent restructuring of the Godulan StarNavy, The Godulan Battlefleet was at full effective strength, not the least due to its saturation with a healthy number of newly rotated Kython Slaughterkings and Deathlords. The Kython capitals reloaded their fighter complements, Godulan HellKites flooded into the vicinity of the fleet, and the 4th Godulan Expeditionary Strike Fleet prepared to move out.

As the fleet completed mobilization, Skye's memorandum reached the higher levels of Cassiopeian government:

To Cassiopeian Leadership,

Military Buildup recognized. Possession of vessel larger than maximum allowed by treaty recognized. Mobilization with intent to attack ally recognized. Treaty considered null-and-void. Resumption of hostilities to commence.

We allowed surrender the first time. Do not believe that we will be so forgiving this time. It is obvious that the peace treaty meant nothing more to you than bought time, and the response to your actions will be harsh. We apologize in advance for the convenience you will suffer from the destruction of your strike force.

And the destruction of your shipyards immediately following.

And the destruction of your droid-construction facilities immediately following.

And the destruction of any military production capacity you have period, which might include the destruction of anything more advanced than farming apparatus... immediately following.

~Baron Aeraeon Skye, Primarch, Triad Consortium of Godular

OOC: And such twisted things as fate may provide, Miehm and Godulan on the same side again.

SIC:

The meeting of the minds in Los Angeles was heated indeed. Planning strategy for the War with Huntaer, they now had another potential emergency on their hands. It seemed an ally was about to be or was invaded by the Cassiopeia Galaxy, and they had a formidable force to boot.

The decisionmaking process was tense. The Joint Revolutionary Command and Control Council was not bright about direct New Dornalian intervention to save No Endorse. As it was, the war machine was geared up to fight Huntaer, and conscription and production of ships was at its peak. To go to war against TCG would be to potentially put undue strain on the war economy.

Naturally, the People's Acolytes were more eager. Always looking for new frontiers to spread their zealous brand of People's War, they volunteered to put up a fleet of ships to do the Job. And, the Terran Socialist Republic was rebuilt from the Angelic Wars. It could provide men, and volunteered some.

As such, Sensei Junko Tadanobu began to put together what she called the "Coriolanus Brigade" with the Grand Council of the Acolytes. The plan called for a fleet from the TSR and a force of volunteers and pirates, similar to the Internacionales of the Yuuzhan Vong Civil War. But, it would take time to convince the Government that it would be worth the effort, and to mobilize the appropriate forces.

For now, a message was issued.

OPEN IC:

Cassiopeian Forces-

Reports indicate that you are building up for an invasion of No Endorse. As it is, No Endorse is an ally of New Dornalia, and we will not tolerate Imperialist action against it. Stand down now, or face the Wrath of the Workers and Peasants.

-Commissariat of Foreign Affairs

OOC:

ORBAT-

"Coriolanus Brigade- 1st Fleet- Krasny Oktobayr"

OOC: All of these ships have been given ND weapons and tech. All ships also come with accompanying fighters, volunteer Infantry, Kroot/Kol'Tssein Mercenaries.

X1 Super Star Destroyer (NDS Christopher Walken)
X8 Interdictor Star Destroyers
X16 Imperator Star Destroyers
X8 Dominator Star Destroyers
X16 Enforcer Star Destroyers
X32 Nebulon B figates
X32 Strike Cruisers
X32 Corellian CR90 Corvettes
X8 Imperial escort Carriers

"Coriolanus Brigade- 2nd Fleet (From Terran Socialist Republic)-Red Lions"

10 Mao Zedong IIa Battleships
10 Mao Zedong III Battleships
10 Prochkhorovka I Carriers
10 Prochkhorovka II Carriers

Secret IC: Altera - Naval High Command Building - Strategic Operations Room

"Sir, Section 7 has reported a military build-up in a nation known as Cassiopeia Galaxy. All indications are that they are preparing to strike one of our fellow G.F.F.A. members."

"Which one?"

"The report indicates that it will most likely be No Endorse."

"What ships do we have available to send?"

"Only one, sir. The Anubis."

"That behemoth!?"

"Yes, sir. She just back from a cargo run with componants for the Dyson Frame that only she had cargo holds big enough to carry. All other ships are occupied elsewhere. The Necropolis is in the middle of a diplomatic conference, the Preserver is currently helping to defend Star Zero and the Witch Hunter is en route to provide aide, the Altantis is on an exploratory mission, the Aquarius is at the Warshrike diplomatic conference, the John Sheridan is currently under going a major refit, the Defender, Sentinel, Hunter, and Warspite are currently on border patrol along the border with the Macronesian Alliance to make sure they don't act up, the Last Stand and the Poseidon are also currently aiding Star Zero, the Golden Path is also undergoing a major refit, the Wraith is currently on a mission for Section 7, and the Carlson is currently holding station at XSS1 in case the combat spills over."

"What is the fighter load of the Anubis?"

"She is currently carrying nine-hundred of the new Lysander class fighters and one-hundred of the old Death Glyders they were based on. They were loaded during her last refit."

"How much did it cost?"

"Forty billion for all one-thousand fighters."

'Expensive. Well, it will be a chance to see if these new-fangled Lysanders are all they are cracked up to be."

"Aye, sir. The speed and maneuverability of a Death Glider, the offenses and defenses of a Raptor."

"Shame that we can't send the Dark Angel squadron and the Rapier squadron. They are our best fighter pilots in Raptor and Dark Angel fighters."

"I know, sir. But, the hanger of the Anubis just wasn't designed to carry those kinds of fighters."

"Understood. Brigadier General, you can take charge of getting the full crew of the Anubis up-to-speed, on-board, and everything else."

"As you command, Lieutenant General, sir."

Orbit - 1 week later

The Anubis, fully crewed and armed, slipped out of her station in orbit around Altera and Phased into Hyperspace. The Beast had been dispatched to aide SeaQuest's allies.

OOC: Well, it looks like thing are about to get Messy, All Small Nations run, Thank you.

Darkkaan.

Empress Cas'rai Gon'dor'ri soon Got on to her Ship, The Ultra Star Destroyer Imperium with 3,000 TIE interceptors and 1,000 E-Wings readly, and over 900,000 Of her Own Grand Army (Made up of Shah'reeks and Demons.)

"Jump into Hyperspace and head for The Milky Way Galaxy." She Ordered. Soon The USD was in Hyperspace and on it's way.

ooc: you are aware I'm not in the Milky Way, yes? I'm in the Aphotic IIRC. Oh, and those 'small nations' are mostly part of the GFFA, an alliance that Godular, Coreworlds, I, and many others belong to. They will have legitimacy in entering soon, workin on the post.

TAG - Seeing as I'm a ally of Cass, I may have to get involved. Let me know Cass. I'll keep an eye on this too.

ooc: you are aware I'm not in the Milky Way, yes? I'm in the Aphotic IIRC. Oh, and those 'small nations' are mostly part of the GFFA, an alliance that Godular, Coreworlds, I, and many others belong to. They will have legitimacy in entering soon, workin on the post.

OOC: Oh..............sorry.........didn't know.

TAG - Seeing as I'm a ally of Cass, I may have to get involved. Let me know Cass. I'll keep an eye on this too.

Ok.

Secret IC:

Grand Marshal Theodore Dermott was on edge. Cassiopeia had declared war on No Endorse. And in response, No Endorse's allies had declared war on Cassiopeia. The Damar Kingdom of Almohed, being an ally of Cassiopeia had no choice but to place it's stance. GM Dermott awaited Cassiopeia's request for backup due to Almohed's membership in the Confederation of Independant Nations.

Dermott could understand where Cassiopeia was coming from. It was a imperialistic nation just like Almohed. Did not all wars stem from greed? Dermott's only problem was that he had just been placed as Grand Marshal of the Imperial Armed Forces a few weeks ago, taking the place of the deceased Grand Marshal Richard Kelley. But the King had firmly informed Dermott that if Cassiopeia were to ask for Almohed to enter the war, Dermott would relay the message that Almohed would be quite pleased to come to Cassiopeia's aid.

Grand Marshal Dermott requested a private audience with two of Almohed's most famous Admirals. Admirals Thomas Ardow and Peter Aalbers were extremely skilled. Both had a firm loyalty to their country. Not to mention both were gentlemen when it came to war, being raised in the sophisticated society of the Almodite rich.

"Admirals, the King has directly informed me that we are to go on high alert. Should we be invaded by enemies of Cassiopeia Galaxy, or to be asked by Cassiopeia to join in the invasion of No Endorse, we must be ready. If we are to assist Cassiopeia, both of you will travel with your fleets to the Aphotic IIRC. Do you understand?"

"Of course sir. I believe both Admiral Aalbers and I agree that we would like our fleets equipped with the newest Heavy Fighter. The XAF-5?" Admiral Ardow commented.

"Yes, we are in agreement. The XAF-3s are quite behind in the times if you catch my meaning sir?" Admiral Aalbers couldn't resist getting new toys.

"Yes, yes gentlemen. Both of you will recieve 5,000 of the new XAF-5s for your fleets. The other fleets however, will maintain the XAF-3s for a little longer. Are you both satisfied?"

"Yes sir." They replied in unison.

"Good. Dismissed."

SIC-NDS Christopher Walken, over Luxembourgia SSR, New Dornalia

It took some political wrangling, but the whole of the modded Pointlessly Large Star Destroyer package was distributed to the People's Acolytes (officially, for reasons of standardization), and another force from the TSR was requisitioned to round out the force. Volunteers were selected, and a force grew.....In particular, they allowed the Acolytes the keys to the Christopher Walken, one of the formidable Chuck Norris Gen. 1 SSDs, custom made.

The commander of the Coriolanus Brigade would be Admiral Yueng Ma. Ma had led the TSR in the successful Angelic Wars, and now, Ma would bring his unique sense of strategy to the field. He had held off the enemy with lesser ships....his faith, in Allah and the Force, kept him strong, and he was a man who was determined never to surrender. He felt a duty to serve the Socialist dream, and when the Acolytes were looking for commanders, the TSR let him volunteer his services, and temporarily withdraw his commission from the TSR Navy. Now, he was in the Ship's Chapel, at prayer.

At prayers, he was disturbed by a messenger who said, "Admiral Yeung. SITREP indicates all forces are ready. We have assembled volunteers and men for the mission ahead."

Yueng got up, bowed, and said, "Let me see them."

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Yeung and his First Mate then wandered onto one of the barracks of his ship. He felt more comfortable with his old ship than the Walken-its steel-gray interiors and unfamiliar angular design that marked Imperial ships gave him a cold impression, the Hope of the Revolution, on the other hand, was something more inviting, with more well-lit corridors, beige and blue walls-it exuded friendliness, something the Walken didn't.

An officer said, "Attention on deck!" The soldiers stood up, and Yeung inspected them. He then nodded, and said, "Carry on."

Leaving the barracks, he then said, "Not a bad bunch. I'd like to see them actually fight."

He then said to his First Mate "Set course for the Aphotic Galaxy. Full speed ahead, all power to warp. Don't stop until we get to No Endorse."

Thus the ships moved....

OOC: Lol @ ND's ship names.

OOC: Lol @ ND's ship names.

OOC: Thanks...I was waiting for somebody to do that.

OOC: TAG...a war involving the GE and GFFA on the same side should be interesting.

(ooc: Tag in the event that I come to the aid of my ally, sorry about that but the tools still won't work and as awesome as it was to tag with my puppet, it still won't help me find this thread with this account. :headbang: )

secert ic four cloaked spy ship observe and transmit anything that may be of use back to fleet comand occ consdersder yurself taged ft hataria

In Hyperspace

"I want No Mistakes This Time Admiral Na'la." General Chimaera said to The Admiral. "When We reach No Endorse, I want The Fleet Out Side any FTLi Field they might Have." "It will Not be a Problem, General." The Shah'reek said. "Good, Because we are to Serach for any Colonies they have and Attack Them, That is The Empress's Orders." Chimaera said.

OOC: NE, Do you have any Colonies?????

ooc: no colonies. However, you can attack one of the Intergalactic Highways linking me to another galaxy. I RP as the crumbled remains of a merchant empire, so there are HUGE highways falling into disrepair everywhere.

IC:

“Forgive me father, for I have sinned.”

“What have you done to require forgiveness my son?”

“Things great and terrible. A man lies in the dungeons, rotting away in despair. The borders are under attack, and now I must decide whether to break a vow I made to the Master.”

“Not all vows are rightly guided. It is not a sin to break a vow if it was made under wrong circumstances. The Gods will forgive if you do what is right. They will never forgive if you keep a vow when it is evil. Go and do what is right, you have nothing to be forgiven.”

“Thank you father. Peace to you.”

“And you, my son. But I sense that it will not last.”

“Peace?”

“Yes. I know where you ride, to whom you speak. I have seen the stars you will visit, long years ago. Goodbye my son.”

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Onboard the NES Daybreak, there was a flurry of activity, dozens of commanders and subordinates organizing the largest fleet ever assembled in No Endorse history.. The final strike, checkmate, whatever you wish to call it, was almost at hand. Ships heaved across the void, weapons were primed, and fleets were organized. The time was ripe for a bloodbath not seen in No Endorse for centuries.

Jennifer Halsey was the commander of this intricate dance. Ministress of the Military, genius of the first Laski Uprising, and enraged from the loss of James Talon. She was ready to go for the jugular: Sanctuary, the haven of the xenophobic rebels who would risk it all to ‘cleanse’ the Inferno.

But before the final words were spoken, a transmission was received from the NES Midnight, the Daybreak’s more powerful sister ship. Matthew Hunter had made contact for the first time in the war, with High Admiral Vaer at his side. The three figures regarded each other for a moment, the tension evident in every breath. It was Matt who spoke first.

“Lady Protector, we have much to discuss. There-“

“You have a lot of arrogance to contact us in a time such as this. How can you even dare to speak to me at this late hour? Wait! Lady Protector!?” There were murmurs about the control room “Who was it?”

“The Cassiopia Galaxy. We detect their advance from outlying scanners. They come in numbers and with speed, with broad shields and long guns.”

There was a harsh outcry throughout the command room. The heathens had dared to do it. To intervene in a Clan War, the single most highly regulated action in the Inferno. They would violate the pact with the Gods that had stood for time unknown. And they would surely pay.

Jennifer cut the angry cries off abruptly, fury in every move and gesture. “Then this is how they wish it. Matthew, why are you all of a sudden deciding to put faith in me?”

His response was slow, but the intents were all there. “Call it a revelation. Those are the rules of Clan War. You are the Ministress of the Military. All I ask is for a government overhaul when this is over. If I cannot overthrow you, I will fight for you and then pursue diplomatic means.”

“It shall be done, by my honor. Any who contest this may do so at a later date. VAER! You are now Warsage, you have full reign to deal with them in any matter you wish when the time comes. You will remain in command of your fleet, I want you to intercept them at the border. I am shifting resources, you will receive half to three fourths your number in reinforcements from us, and double your number from the Drow, should they agree to this. Our remaining ships will reinforce planetary garrisons.”

Vaer spoke softly and quickly. “Thank you Lady-Protector. I shall relinquish this when the time comes.” His figure disappeared from the transmission, only Halsey and Hunter remained.

There was another period of silence, almost everyone but these two working hurriedly. Few paid them any heed, scrambling to retask every ship in the Inferno. “Matthew, I extend to you and your people the opportunity to return to the Inferno, and to be forgiven.”

“Lady-Protector, that has been my secret wish since the beginning of this matter. However, I must decline until this government is overhauled. I cannot live in a dictatorship of the Talon.” The signal was terminated from its source.

Fleets were dispatched to the border, and the government infrastructure was hurriedly recombined as much as possible. Messages were sent to every ally of the Inferno, and many were sent to nations who would be perceived as friendly in this situation, or at least enemies of the Cassiopia Galaxy. Sephrioth, Mini Miehm, the Empire and the Federation, Eshirians and Drow, Alterans and Chaos. All would hear of this, and react how they choose to.

Within the Inferno, every man, woman, and child was told of the situation. Ships catapulted through space, preparing for war, for revenge, and for a black sun in the endless void. Midnight and Daybreak would ride together to meet the coming storm.

Adm. Thomas Ardow was pondering the current situation to himself. He was an Admiral in the Imperial Navy of Almohed. And even though his record was flawless, and his reputation superb, he was still not a Senior Admiral.

Ardow had wanted the position of Grand Marshal, but the King for some reason overlooked the Navy, and went straight for the Almohed Imperial Special Forces. Gen. Theodore Dermott was the first and only candidate in the eyes of His Majesty, King James V. But Ardow vowed to prove to the King, that he deserved not only the ranks of Senior Admiral, but the relished position of Grand Marshal.

It was not that Ardow harbored any ill will toward GM Dermott, quite the opposite, he found Theodore Dermott a most capable officer and a good man. It was just that he felt he deserved the position more than Dermott, having put in more years of service, and coming from a more sophisticated background, as Dermott came from a middle-class family.

But Ardow vowed to prove in this war, in any way necessary, that the King had made the wrong choice. Even if it meant decieving the King, and committing treason.

The Inferno had finally called for aid. Now the Terrans would respond. Famine and Pestilence were already mobile, and the massive Terran war machine was kicking into high gear. All 7 Task Fleets would soon be mobile, and fully crewed with reservists and half-pay officers.

The two Terran sister Fleets appeared well behind the front lines. The Cassieopieans were about to discover what it was like to suffer a Terran Deep Strike. Powerful enough to glass whatever planet they targeted, and fast enough to be gone before backup could arrive. They would strike at two systems along the TCG supply lines, and whatever happened, they would know fear...

the spy shps hear the plea for help lord commander zax lord of the space fleet was briefed
sephrions he said loudly to the council of generals the inferno has called for our aid shall we leave them to thier doom or do we ride in an assit them
the coucil voted unamoulaey we go tpo war

coms to no endorse we will asist you the ships we are sending
the vengance
the truth
the hope
the demons bane
and 8 other star destroyes and 8 transport ships four of wich carry the shadow legoin and the rest carry war droids eta 4 hours. coms end
the task force set out at transwarp 13.9

"Oh by the Gods! Another invasion?! What kind of Universe is it out there these days?!"


Within the deep reaches of the Eshirian Sovereignty, the fires of destruction had erupted into full fledged madness. The imperialist ways of the Cassioppeans were disgusting. To attack a weakened nation was simply pathetic. Demonstrate true power by striking those weaker than themselves? What folly. The Sovereignty would not stand to watch any race blindly throw themselves into needless conflict for the simple purpose of showing off. Peace at all costs, such was the Sovereignty's way. Ironic, yes. Yet it was a mindset borne from necessity. Action was needed, and needed now.


I sense...

A Shoren stood out on the deck of her vessel. Not her ship...but her body...

Another race has chosen to fight... Typical...

The Shoren's mind drifted across the void. Searching, feeling, for the new invader from the depths of space. Eshirians had long ago cast away their own barbaric ways, and embraced the one true force of the universe. Enlightenment. The time had now come enlighten a new race, to extend its sight beyond its petty desires. They would find just how far the Eshirians would go to make them see the light...


All forces of the Sovereignty were recalled home. Hard as it was to admit, the Eshirian's first venture back into the Universe had thrown them in far over their heads. Quelling rebellions, defending borders... Such trivial pursuits had only weakened the Sovereignty, and the Eshirians themselves. They would need to try again. This time, nothing would be left to chance.


(OOC: All fleets, and every available defense force in every single RP I'm in have officially been recalled home and thrown into this one conflict as one mass tie together of every story arc I'm in. I'll end everything here in this RP if this really takes off.)

(OOC: Legitimacy by CDP interests. Hakurabi itself is more-or-less reluctant to get involved but may enter open war if provoked enough.)

--Cassiopeian Democratic Party--
Once again the Cassiopeians had provoked the declaration of war, once again thay have ignored treaties. Perhaps the time had come to use force against the corrupt leadership. No longer would the people's interests be discarded in favour of the insane policies that the government is prone to.

The time had come to act.

Careful exchange of information with a number of the Cassiopeian's enemies and the acquiring of specialist personnel had yielded a fighter that was certainly versatile, if not unique.

---Former CGM Offices, Darkkan---
The former CEO of Cassiopeian Galactic Media had recieved word that the once great news station was to once again arise and fight the oppressors. The revolutionary news station was to again become a cornerstone of the resistance effort.

Once again, the lights in the aging offices turned on.

---HAL Solutions Inc. Offices, Commercial Block 9k, Darkkan---
A single light was on as teams of hackers breached military databanks and stole entire databases of schematics. By the time the military authorities could arrive the offices would be long empty and its precious information removed.

Of course, the local police were behind them all the way.

---Pandora Communications Outpost---
The fleet formations had been recorded thoroughly by the staff at Pandora, and they had just recieved several databanks full of schematics, analyses and messages which were immediately rebroadcast to the Milky Way before being wiped clean of any trace.

(OOC: This is really an intel strike and due to surprise you can probably react but not block. It's also going to be a prelude to the CDP taking arms.)

The Godulan Battlefleet, a general mixture of Kython and StarNavy vessels finally completed their Jump calculations and initiated transit, materializing on the outer reaches of No Endorse territorial space. High powered sensor sweeps immediately commenced, determining general locations of any forces in the sector.

The Cassiopeians had not arrived yet, but deep-field scans showed incoming hyperspace signatures from the general direction of the Cassiopeia Galaxy. Calculations began on potential strike points that the Cassiopeians would aim for, and a general region of assault probability was established. With this information, the Godulan battlefleet initiated another jump, faster than the other due to the closer range, towards the edge of this probabiity region closest to the No Endorse homeworld.

At the same time, secondary reinforcements arrived, a group of three Heighliners came into existence in the No Endorse home system, immediately dispersing their payloads and sending a pre-recorded message to the government.

Heighliners in system will see to initial defense cordons. If possible, would request detailed locations of any existing defensive zones. Onslaught mines will reinforce existing defenses, or remain at present position.

Sending probability distribution of attack vectors now, use information at your discretion.

Dispersal of payloads would take approximately ten minutes, but when completed, observant onlookers would note that there is still some form of payload remaining in each of the Heighliners.

Sanctuary and Haven detected the Godulan incursion, and its unique energy signatures. A small strike fleet was sent to meet up with them, fifty strong. They tore into existance nearby, powering towards them.

Greetings Brothers in Arms, and thank you for coming. We have assembled at various locations nearby, on standby to jump to any point on the border. We believe they will follow one of the old Hyperspace Highways, cutting off our trade routes and hindering reinforcements along that line. We know not what numbers they ride to war in, but we are prepered to sell our lives dearly.

Another transmission was sent to the Godulan Heighliners in the Sanctuary System, detailing defensive screens, current minefields, FTLi zones, and numerous other matters. The probability table was used rapidly, with defenses compensating for some, and opening others.

The openings were readied to become hellish traps. And covered areas would be nigh impenetrable.

The Coriolanus Brigade materialized near the edge of No Endorse Space, and began to move closer. Scans were performed, the enemy had not arrived yet, but the Cassiopeans would arrive soon. Definetly, the Godulans had arrived-a good sign. Admiral Yueng Ma then wired a message to the No Endorse forces:

"Comrades in No Endorse-

We are the Coriolanus Brigade. We have come here on behalf of the People's Acolytes and the Workers And Peasants of New Dornalia and the Terran Socialist Republic to aid you in the defense of your homeland against the would-be Cassiopean Imperialist vampires.

Like the Coriolanus of old, our troops are willing to join yours in a great People's War against a foe who would seek your destruction. We have scanned the area, it is good the enemy has not come yet.

However, it would be prudent to prepare in advance for their arrival. Where do you expect the Cassiopeans to come? Where would be able to base our forces to provide support? And finally, is there anything else I should know?

-Admiral Yueng Ma
Sensei/Admiral
People's Acolytes Coriolanus Brigade"

The Godulans battlefleet detected the approach of the No Endorse defense fleet, and recieved the welcome message. On the Kingdom Come, flagship of the Godulan battlefleet and a massive vessel in its own right, General Achaedus watched the preliminary situation unfold, with detailed defense system layouts being added in as information was sifted through by the AIs.

"Send a query to the No Endorse fleet," he said, speaking into the pickup of his headset, "How do these highways work? We might be able to extend the reach of our Onslaught mines a bit if these things are what I think they are."

"Aye sir."

Achaedus switched channels to fleetwide and began laying out dispersion plans for the defenses. Sniper ships took positions in random areas around the highways, and the Marauders and Makos joined up with existing defensive positions. As for the Siege Dreads, they simply waited... out in the open.

As soon as Godulan vessels took their initial positions, they began calculations for new jumps.

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From the Kingdom Come to No Endorse Welcome Party:

Requesting information as to mechanics and usage of these 'highways'. Potential for Onslaught Mines to take on something of a more offensive role.

Many things need to be told. You should know that there is a space-time distortion nearby, so all of your weapons and drives should be re-programmed to compensate. It is not so strong out here at the border, but deeper in, it can get severe. Assembly areas are marked in this transmission, the Godulans have set up on the most likely approach vecotr. You can go where you please on the border, so long as you are ready to react at all times.

The enemy comes with a great vessel, one larger than we have seen in a long time. They come with speed and in some numbers, however their numbers are not yet known.

A small fleet was sent to meet the Dornalians, smaller than the one sent to the Godulan forces, but they could not afford to send dozens of ships to everyone.

While Cassiopeia was on its way to invading No Endorse, Almohed was building up its military. It already had a small navy, if you could call over 200,000 ships small. That was the great thing about drone piloted fighters and bombers, you didn't have to waste men piloting them, just making sure that the drones were fully operational, and that you had mechanics and engineers to work on the fighters and bombers.

But Almohed was still building more fleets, three of it's eight fleets were for peaceful purposes only: exploration. So the five combat fleets needed extra help. His Majesty, King James V was planning the creation of ten new fleets. But the ships could not be produced fast enough. Only 15 ships per day of each type could be produced. Fortunately, the army was a lot easier. With the introduction of three new land combat vehicles, Almohed's army could become one to be reckoned with, and they could produce 50 of them per day.

So far though, due to factory inventory, a new fleet was able to be created, under the supervision of newly promoted Admiral Gerald Long. It would be titled the 'Pride of Greene'.

Along with the new fleet though, a larger land force has been assembled in Almohed just in case.

I do hope by ship you mean fighter.

From the Kingdom Come to No Endorse Welcome Party:

Requesting information as to mechanics and usage of these 'highways'. Potential for Onslaught Mines to take on something of a more offensive role.

A reply was fired off quickly.

They are marked hyper-routes with an assortment of 'gates' along them. They are swept clean and are strait shots, allowing far faster transit as all directional control is managed by the 'gate' system. Ships with no hyperdirves can be sent along these corridors, but they will only travel at a normal hyperspace rate. Their endpoints are locked. However, taking a 'gate' out will cause the system to become unstable. Enough 'gates' out and it will fling ships into who knows where.

The 'gates' are more properly a cluster of autonomous stations clustered widely apart so a full fleet could pass through. We cannot support the building of such a huge net now, but we can keep it maintained.


ooc: I hope so too. 200K is WAAY too much for capital ships

"Look! How many races are so willing to throw themselves out of the proverbial pan and into the fire. Is there no end to it all?"

Other races jumped across the galaxy, all were eager to prove themselves, or honor commitments old and new. Godular had finally arrived, along with numerous other species. The once quiet Aphotic Galaxy now teamed with ships, people, nations that did not belong. This was quite litterally the Sovereignty's backyard, with No Endorse to the "south", and the intergalactic void in to the North. The Sovereignty would have to prove itself in the greatest battle seen in this galaxy since half of the life in it was destroyed during the first Phantom War. Win, or face Xeno incursions with no end.


At the edge of NE space, all recalled forces began flashing into existance. Everything from the massive Behemo Grand class vessels, to the smallest dropships were deployed along the border.

A message, in an increasingly popular informal manner, was dispatched to the Loyalist High Command.

<Hey there Loyalists. We find ourselves sharing the field of battle yet again, eh? Well no matter, even before all these Xenos arrived, we made a promise to you. A promise we intend to keep. It will be the Sovereignty that has the final word in Aphotic. The Eshirians, or no other. We will put down your Laski problem in no time. And as for these...Cassiopeans...they will soon learn who wields true power in this Galaxy. Oh, and before the other Xenos start wondering why all of their beams are flying off target, think you should send more Susans? Oh, and don't bother sending a force to meet us. We can handle our selves. As I'm sure you know.>


The Eshirians had been fighting in NE space long before the other Aliens had arrived, and as such, NE space had been thouroughly explored, scanned, and mapped, with proper defensive positions filled by Eshirian units already.


(OOC:

Forces being deployed:

Home Guard: The Home Guard Fleet can trace its roots back to the earliest Eshirian Navy. Its purpose has always been, and continues to be the final and best last line of defense of the Sovereignty. Although not quite as glamorous and flashy as some of the front-line fleets, and currently crewed by many green recruits, its reputation for being some of the fiercest and toughest fighters in the SSF has earned it respect from the other fleet's and even the other branches.
Commander: Admiral Lia’na.
Specialization: Overwhelming firepower/Breaking enemy formations.
General strategies: A strategy as a whole, known as “Overkill”, and best characterized as “Using a shotgun to swat a fly.” Compared to other Commanders, Lia’na makes greater use of her dreadnaughts rather than her fighter squadrons. This preference is reflected in the Home Guard’s current fleet structure.
Sample tactics:
-Raid'n Pillage: A quick attack of heavy space artillery targeted against the largest ships in a fleet, typically flag ships or other symbols of pride for the enemy. This is quickly followed by a headlong rush of the half the fleet's forces against the enemy's. Each ship will engage a vessel of comparable or lesser power.
-Tsu-119: A mass assault of siege cannons, while dedicated space artillery vessels move up the “battlefield”. Assault vessels with boarding parties are rushed under cover of available dreadnaughts. Most of the time, this attack is used against smaller fleets.
Ships: 106
-1 Behemo Class Grand Ship.
-5 Preamisus Battlecarriers.
-20 Arc Class Medium Dreadnaughts.
-50 Savage Class Dreadnaughts.
-10 Colossus Planetary Strike Cruisers.
-5 Shield Class Frigates
-10 Shade Class Cruisers.
-10 UL Class Ultralight Carriers.
Total Small Craft Complement: Variable. Typically 20,000+

Near Side Fleet: The Near Side Fleet was established in direct response to the expanding frontiers of the Sovereignty at the time of its creation. Before Near Side, the Home Guard was the sole fleet. However, due to its rapidly thinning deployments, the SSC organized a new fleet to make up for lost “Forward Presence”, as it was called. From that time up till the formation of the Far Side Fleet, the Near Side Fleet took on the role of exploration and representation while also serving as the new front line fleet.
Commander: Admiral Eli Kiusa.
Specialization: Light attack force
General strategies: As the primary exploratory fleet of the Sovereignty, Near Side developed a more reserved approach to situations and such caution is still evident today. Most common deployments include scouting and study of an adversary before any shot is fired and Eli Kiusa herself has sponsored many upgrade programs for various light cruisers. As such, Near Side specializes in extraordinarily coordinated strikes with a fleet structure geared heavily towards scout vessels, and quick attack ships.
Sample tactics:
-Golden Duck: This simple attack involves a few steps. Once an enemy fleet has been detected, the fleet will then deploy a few scouts and fighters. Once the initial force engages the enemy, a mass barrage of space artillery commences while the small vessels engage comparable enemy vessels first, then swarm on larger ships second. Fighter screens are deployed to defend as necessary
Ships: 163
-1 Behemo Class Grand Ship.
-2 Preamisus Battlecarriers.
-5 Arc Class Medium Dreadnaughts.
-10 Savage Class Dreadnaughts.
-5 Colossus Planetary Strike Cruisers.
-10 Shield Class Frigates
-30 Shade Class Cruisers.
-100 UL Class Ultralight Carriers.
Total Small Craft Complement: Variable. Typically 20,000+

Far Side Fleet: Following the continued expansion of Eshirian Frontiers long after the formation of the Near Side fleet, the SSC once again found its defenses stretched too thinly for comfort. And once again, a new fleet was organized to defend the new borders. This time however, the Far Side Fleet was created with a more robust fleet layout geared towards modularity, and a “Plug’n’Play” approach towards fleet structure.
Commander: Commander Shoun’xi.
Specialization: Multi-front assaults.
General strategies: As the Far Fleet was set as a border guard to ever changing frontiers; the fleet has been molded into masters of a multi-front assault. Commander Shoun’xi himself has over seen nearly 3 major conflicts with fights spread across the galaxy. Quite often the Far Side may be attacked as a whole, only to retaliate on multiple fronts.
Sample tactics: The specific tactics of the Far Side Fleet are Classified for unknown reasons, though it is reasonable to assume that they focus on attacking an opponent from multiple vectors.
Ships: 391
-1 Behemo Class Grand Ship.
-20 Preamisus Battlecarriers.
-50 Arc Class Medium Dreadnaughts.
-20 Savage Class Dreadnaughts.
-20 Colossus Planetary Strike Cruisers.
-30 Shield Class Frigates
-50 Shade Class Cruisers.
-200 UL Class Ultralight Carriers.
Total Small Craft Complement: Variable. Typically 20,000+

Hellion Fleet: With the Far Side Fleet being the front line Eshirian Force, its resources were always stretched to cover the rapidly expanding borders of the Sovereignty. To aid the Far Side, the Hellion fleet was organized to provide an auxiliary card with which to deal when the Far Side Fleet was held up elsewhere. The Hellion Fleet became the second most famous fleet of the Sovereign Space Command, and quickly gathered a reputation of being extremely skilled in planetary assaults due to the Far Side Fleet's dominance of the space frontier.
Commander: Commander Kien
Specialization: None. This fleet is a basic support fleet.
General strategies: As this fleet now specializes in crippling an opponent's planetary assets, most strategies center around avoiding enemy space fleets and making a break for the nearest critical planet.
Sample tactics: Tactics of the Hellion fleet are not catalogued for unknown reasons.
Ships: 681
-1 Behemo Class Grand Ship.
-20 Preamisus Battlecarriers.
-50 Arc Class Medium Dreadnaughts.
-30 Savage Class Dreadnaughts.
-30 Colossus Planetary Strike Cruisers.
-30 Shield Class Frigates
-20 Shade Class Cruisers.
-500 UL Class Ultralight Carriers.
Total Small Craft Complement: Variable. Typically 20,000+

Flash Fleet: The Flash Fleet was established in late 5091 as a quick strike force versus the other fleets which were geared towards large scale conventional warfare. Throughout its initial deployments, the Flash Fleet suffered heavy losses due to a failure of the High Command to utilize its unique capabilities effectively. Rather than a quick strike force, old school Admirals sent the fleet out en masse, on full front attacks which always ended in disaster. It took a newer generation of younger commanders to realize the Flash’s true potential. Following a discreet command restructure in 5101, the Flash Fleet quickly became a force that no opponent ever forgot. Striking from nowhere with specialized Sahade Cruisers, the Flash Fleet would cripple an opposing command structure and will to fight within minutes into a fight.
Commander: Admiral Jiune.
Specialization: Quick strike/ Crippling, one hit attacks.
General strategies: Flash places heavy emphasis on its fighter squadrons, and stealth cruisers. It fighter kill ratios are among the highest in the Sovereignty at a fantastic 12:1, while its stealth cruiser captains are the masters of infiltration. Most tatics will involve these two elements coordinating joint assaults.
Sample tactics:
-Cloud Cover: Also known as Lien-21, this maneuver involves a full rush of all fighters around a single ship. Cloaked Sahade cruisers then move in, launch a surprise attack, then disappear with volleys of missiles, and massed fighter cover. Drones sometimes replace fighters, and often, an enemy commander will never see the Sahade cruiser. Lien-21 is typically employed against command vessels or other high profile targets following Flash’s specialty.
Ships: 391
-1 Behemo Class Grand Ship.
-20 Preamisus Battlecarriers.
-50 Arc Class Medium Dreadnaughts.
-20 Savage Class Dreadnaughts.
-20 Colossus Planetary Strike Cruisers.
-30 Shield Class Frigates
-50 Shade Class Cruisers.
-200 UL Class Ultralight Carriers.
Total Small Craft Complement: Variable. Typically 20,000+

Iron Side Fleet: The Iron Side Fleet represents the Sovereignty’s first venture into the concept of dedicated Space Artillery. Fol owing the third expansion of the Sovereign Frontier, there was a noticeable deficiency of heavy support of the front line forces in battle. Before the creation of the Iron Side Fleet, each fleet was required to field and maintain its own space artillery support, often resulting in poorly trained and maintained artillery forces which regularly failed in battle. Thus, the Iron Side Fleet was formed in exclusive command of a new breed of vessels which represent the pinnacle of modern Space Artillery Design.
Commander: Admiral Jiune.
Specialization: Long range strategic strikes.
General strategies: The basic strategies of the Iron Side Fleet focus on bringing the enemy within range of its immense space artillery as quickly as possible.
Sample tactics:
-Rounda'bout: This simple tactic involves sending what few close range engagement vessels the fleet possess into combat with comparable enemy ships. The attacks will be on one front, and closely knit. This is intended to the bring the enemy fleet as close as possible, and tightly as possible, making them perfect targets for a large scale bombardment of heavy ordinance from its massive artillery guns.
Ships: 391
-1 Behemo Class Grand Ship.
-20 Preamisus Battlecarriers.
-50 Arc Class Medium Dreadnaughts.
-20 Savage Class Dreadnaughts.
-20 Colossus Planetary Strike Cruisers.
-30 Shield Class Frigates
-50 Shade Class Cruisers.
-200 UL Class Ultralight Carriers.
Total Small Craft Complement: Variable. Typically 20,000+


Shade Division:
The Shade Division falls under the command of the Sovereignty Special Forces Command, or SFC. The SFC oversees all operations deemed beyond the scope or capabilities of regular military actions and standard units. The Shade Corp is a branch under the SFC, and commands a unique force of SpecOps vessels, known as Shade Cruisers. The ships themselves are extremely durable, and equipped with all manners of cloaking equipment, high powered weapons, and FTLi countermeasures. Following the Second Galactic Civil War (SGCW), the Shade Corp proved itself in battle after disabling scores of modern SSDs of the fearsome GE (Under Unified Sith) with only 3 casualties. Keep in mind that the SSD was over 12 times larger than the diminutive Shade Cruisers.

The training Shade recruits undergo is often deemed "Hazardous to sanity" by the Eshirian High Command, and is left at a very low profile. As a result Shade crews, and troops often employ unusual or seemingly irrational tactics, often employing a wide range of subversive stratagems. While the rest of the Eshirian Military holds itself to a higher moral standard, the Shade Corp is often regarded as the one blemish in Miltary's drive for the moral high ground.

Only a few Shade Fleets are active within the Sovereignty, with even fewer elements deployed in foreign space, often without the knowledge of the "Host" nation. Shade activities are never recorded, creating a unique commradery between members as there is no one else who knows their stories. In battle, the Shade Corp strikes quick and fast, hitting at the enemy's weaknesses, with such speed and precision that opponents often believe that they are being struck by traitors, assuming that only former comrades would have such intimate knowledge of their forces.

In the end, the Shade Corp is something of the Soverignty's answer to the more ruthless opponents commonly found in the modern galaxy, representing a naive race's first step into understanding an often dark and sinister universe. Though the Shade Corp has done well in recent deployments, and serves its purposes, the Sovereign High Command tries its best to utilize this fearsome force only in the most dire of circumstances.)

The reply came to the Kingdom Come, and Achaedus mulled it over.

"Comms, bring up the Heighliners. Tell them to initiate an adjunct collection of Onslaught mines prepared to go through these highways here..." he toggled the several highways in question, "And give our incoming friends a nice case of mortal terror..."

As he considered the situation, word came of a second deployment. Two fleets of Godulan forces would be coming in to supplement the Godulan forces already in sector. One StarNavy Battlefleet and one Kython Battleswarm. And two more Heighliners for discretionary purposes.

Achaedus set to work outlining positions for the soon-to-arrive reinforcements, seeking to properly lay out where they could remain for best effect...

ooc thread: http://forums4.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=469564
Could you repost that there Kyanges?

IC:
-snip transmission-

It is interesting indeed. The rebellion is ceasing, as foes have violated the laws of Clan War. There is a temporary agreement that hostilities will cease after the war, and we will enter into a government overhaul to try to reach an agreement.

If talks break down, you will be welcome back into a clan war.

We cannot translate enough code, but they have been warned. They can compensate, that end of the borders is not so bad as the interior.

There simply weren't enough ships to go to every Eshirian location. They resorted to a tightbeam link from Haven to the Eshirian flagship.

200,000 Lightyears from No Endorse Space.

The Fleet Dropped out of Hyper Space, 200,000 Light Years From No Endorse Space. Chimaera had Order it, It was Time to Send a message to The enemy, Ordering them To surender or be wiped out. "This Day will go down in Histroy, It will be a story that will scare the Universe for trillions of Years." Admiral Na'la said, Next to her was Morgukai Lady, Darth Nocturn, a Shah'reek. "The enemy will be ready, They Might have set a Trap." She said. Coming to The Bridge, General Chimaera walked up to the two. "Send a Transmission, It is time we Make sure they See The Power of The Empire."

The transmission was recieved, processed, and immediatly replied to. Warsage Vaer opened a personal hololink with the enemy flagship. The bloodlust was in his eyes, the hatred in his voice, and the power of the nation in his hands.

You would violate the sanctity of Clan War? You would DARE to step foot in the land of the Gods? The realm of the keepers of the Forgemaster's words? You would defile that which we consider holy beyond mortal comprehension.

And for this, you shall die like the dogs that you are. For revenge, glory, and a star stained black with blood! Tremble pathetic worms, your hour draws nigh, and we are impatient for blood.

The fleets waited tensely. They would not be drawn out, they would stand and fight.

The transmission was recieved, processed, and immediatly replied to. Warsage Vaer opened a personal hololink with the enemy flagship. The bloodlust was in his eyes, the hatred in his voice, and the power of the nation in his hands.



The fleets waited tensely. They would not be drawn out, they would stand and fight.


Chimaera Soon Sent The Trasmission via HoloNet

"I am General Chimaera, I order You to Surender or Face The Might of The Cassiopeian Empire."

Any particular reason for the nationchange?

The game begins; a pawn is moved

A single communication echoes across the void; marked by the eight pointed sigil of Chaos; the mark of all encompassing change and possibility. Of endless form and formless dreams; such is the way of Chaos. The message begins; it's destination is No Endorse; but they seem brazen in their address; as though they care not who reads

Allies of Empire and Imperium; brothers forged in chains of blood and honor. You face a foe; a mighty foe who claims an orb amongst the void; a galaxy as it's own. Such arrogant pride as to attack one of our own; as to defy the servants of Chaos and master's of the ordered Empire...Reeks of arrogant pride.

We are Chaos; and we pledge to you the aid of Empire and Imperium; no resource shall beyond your having. You need but ask; and know that, when the time comes, you shall grant us a boon; as we grant you this favor now...Accept us, or spurn us; for the Universe that denies us, we inhabit, the peace that ignores us; we corrupt; oh degenerate sons of the Lords of Hell!

Chimaera Soon Sent The Trasmission via HoloNet

"I am General Chimaera, I order You to Surender or Face The Might of The Cassiopeian Empire."

Your mouth says one thing, our scanners something entirely different. If this is the might of the Cassiopeian empire, then I have no worries aobut the sons of the Inferno. If you can muster only this to invade a foreign power, then we shall break you as the bolder breaks a frail insect.

The scorn in his voice was blatant. Cassiopeia did not scare No Endorse, they would fight to the end.

The transmission of the Imperium, however, caused a great stir in the war rooms and command centers. The sign was known to all, its meaning drilled into every mind. Chaos would ride to the aid of No Endorse? Only the Lady-Protector was entitled to answer this.

We accept your help, longtime friends and allies. May the distance that grew between us in the Thrashian war dissolve into nothingness. If you come to our aid, we will return the favor readily, for we are Comrades in Arms.

We shall repay you in kind. Consider our bond to the Empire and Imperium renewed. The great routes between our nation and the Empire shall be opened once again.

That particular comms signal was heard throughout the fleet, and when Achaedus himself heard it, he could only stand momentarily dumbstruck. After a couple seconds, he snapped his fingers in realization.

"Oh yeah. That... could be interesting..."

A vast ship seemed to rend reality itself; the mighty flagship of Remiel; the Ecstacy of Slaanesh but it bore no longer that name; nor did the sigil of Slaanesh grace it's terrifying form. Nay...It was now the Blade of Arioch; and upon each surface, upon every banner, there was emblazoned the Eight Pointed Star; this was not Chaos Undivided. It was Chaos united; Chaos as a singular entity, lorded over by countless great beings.

Upon a throne of black basalt and ruby that gleamed as though blood pulsed within it; Remiel sat, regarding the state of affairs as it stood. A carpet of writhing, formless flesh that had once been men, women, children, moved at his feet as he rose, bestriding it like a Titan of old bestriding the Classical world. A gesture brought two-figures-bound-as-one to hover before him; and at unspoken command, fade...

They appeared in the void; dancing, twisting in obscene pain; flesh melded, sewn; chained together. And then, summoning their duality of will; they wrenched free of each other, and the shimmering blood of the warp touched the void; these Daemonhost's, the Twins in Remiel's employ, as of old, gestured gently; an accusing hand, pointing; as though they rode the pale horse of Death itself; they were judgement, they were wrath; they were mere messengers.

Warp bubbles formed; great yawning orbs of sheer energy; twisting in tortured lament; as the Ramille's star forts appeared in the centre; surrounded by ships caught in their bubble; transported with them. Tugs and guides banished; the baleful wail of the Astropathic choirs ceased; and the ships that had accompanied it; mighty Battlecruisers, Grand Cruisers; even raiders and multitudes of fighters, danced about the central effigies of the forts, which burned as though they themselves were mighty braziers, set to eternal burning.

We arrive; as was promised The telepathic hiss of the Daemonhost's seemed to echo and boom.

Who are they who set themselves against the allies of Chaos?

Where are they who defy those gifted of the Lords of Hell?

Achaedus could only chuckle. Chronosian entrances were as flashy as Godulan Entrances were innocuous, though neither side was ever truly awed by the nature of the other. "Send them a welcome message... and make sure to record it for posterity. I'm fairly certain something like this will never happen again..."

Rough telemetry of the Cassiopeian strike force, present a couple hundred thousand lightyears from the galaxy's outer rim, was sent to the newly arrived Chronosian forces, along with the following message.

Remiel,

My my. Is this not awkward? Mortal enemies arrayed together by chance. Who would think something so simple as an invasion on a mutual ally would perpetuate such an eventuality?

Much though I would like nothing more than to turn my guns on you at the soonest opportunity, I suspect that for the moment we can... suppress our urges? Perhaps there is business to be done, if you would permit it.

~General Achaedus, Commander, Kingdom Come Battlefleet

How curious that the Gods should set me so readily between enemy and invader...How soon I should be forced to make the first of many decisions; that will one day shape the very stars. You are wise to offer your services; The Triad will soon have to chose between their nature and their nessecities; remember that. For once this is over; I have a feeling that there shall be much great change. A change that will alter everything.

Stay your guns; for you are not our foe; not truly. You know this to be true; rage against a dead regime keeps you burning and fighting on futility, but soon...You shall see your true purpose. The galaxy must burn; entire galaxies must yield and bow. There is no more fitting beginning than here. With the enemy host arrayed against us; I would suggest that they become the victims; the invaded; split intentions between need and want....Do they need to defend themselves? or do they want to conquer...A dilemma indeed. Understand these words; son of Thorn; and know that Chaos changes always; possibilities present themselves that shall fade in instants. Do not turn aside such a readily offered....Alliance

I do hope by ship you mean fighter.

OOC: lol yes, I do mean fighters and bombers. Small craft. I realized the problem that might pose when I typed it up, thats why in the second sentence I tried to explain which ships I meant: 'that was the good thing about fighters and bombers.' Anyway, glad you at least checked before assuming that I meant huge uber-awesome destroyers. :P

Chimaera was to be surprised mere seconds after the No Endorse response by a second transmission from a considerable force of curious looking fighters that had dropped out of hyperspace behind them.

The fighters appeared to be a sort of ellipse with winglike protrusions.

The HoloNet message was as follows.

"Surrender, Chimaera and submit to judgement for crimes committed against the people of Cassiopeia!"

As the words were said the the fighters took on many different forms, some locking into each other and some locking into triad-like frigates. Others still remained fighters but opened to reveal phased array laser emplacements built into the fighter.

(OOC: Forces are as follows:
300 Enigma Morphic Fighters (Can change hull shape to some extent and move 'wings' to lock into other fighters for larger vessels.)
100 Enigma-M Morphic Missile Fighters
200 Enigma-C Anti-Capital Morphic Fighters
2 Modified Industritek Hercules Asteroid Slingers
3 Modified Shinsaku Corp Hermes Rail Launchers

The Modified Hercules' are pretty much fighter tenders, and are armed with phased array laser batteries.
The Modified Hermes launchers were originally designed for low cost movement of finished goods between planets and has been retrofitted to be a warship with several large railguns and a whole array of phased array lasers.)

Oh, do not be so naive. Know that we are not your enemies this day, but neither are we your friends. As long as the Galactic Empire remains even nominally intact we will not rest. I am, however, amused by the twist that fate has provided for both of us to ponder and muse as we bring swift death to the enemy, as you should be also, but I do not consider it, by any stretch of the imagination, something more. I do however feel it necessary to point out that this situation provides with a somewhat singular solution to a most singular issue.

You see, through yet another twist of fate, the Godulans find themselves not only faced with a question of defending an ally, but also pursuing punitive attacks against a nation that has broken its word to disarm, violating one of the pivotal terms of a very crucial surrender agreement. Much power though the Cassiopeians may have dedicated to this assault, it is known that their forces are greater on the homefront.

We previously allowed them nothing more than the most standard of Star Destroyers. Now... they must all be removed. Ships. Stations. Production capacity... Sovereignty... we find ourselves forced into the position of removing a nation. You, if I understand your... procedures, would simply insert yourself into the situation without hesitation. In respect to this, it seems prudent to propose a... load-sharing of sorts? We would of course request that civilian casualties be kept to a minimum, but military personnel... well... I suppose throwing them to the wolves would be the proper adage to utilize in this situation.

Well, what say you, Chaos Dog? Is there business to be done?

ic the sephrion task force tau droped out of trans warp nea haven
the 11 star destroyers and the grand super star destroyer formed up the transports were behind them
coms to Ne we have arived where is the enmeyend coms.
the comander the warior king himself josh snaped get me tcg battle group on coms

to the enemy the inerfno stands not alone they have sephrioths help we advice you to turn tail and run our task force may be small but our droids are far more advanced then those piles of scrap you call adamatium droids.
and by the gods of sephrioth you shall fall to hades the god of choas.

Any particular reason for the nationchange?

OOC:Opps, I thought I was on As Cassiopeia.

And I will Reply soon.

It was at this point in time that the Anubis Phased back to Real Space near the edge of No Endorse space.

Main Bridge

"General, we have arrived."

"Good. Ship status?"

"Quantum/Gravitic Reactors are at 100%, Matter/Antimatter Cores are at 100%, Naquada Reactors at 100%, Naquada Generators at 100%, Z.P.M. is standing by."

"Good. Open a channel with the No Endorse forces."

"Aye, sir."

Messages

Transmitted to the No Endorse forces:

This is the I.S.S. Anubis of the SeaQuestian Empire, General Of The Navy Gun Grave commanding. We have come to provide what support we can.

Bump

It was at this point in time that the Anubis Phased back to Real Space near the edge of No Endorse space.

Main Bridge

"General, we have arrived."

"Good. Ship status?"

"Quantum/Gravitic Reactors are at 100%, Matter/Antimatter Cores are at 100%, Naquada Reactors at 100%, Naquada Generators at 100%, Z.P.M. is standing by."

"Good. Open a channel with the No Endorse forces."

"Aye, sir."

Messages

Transmitted to the No Endorse forces:


At that Same time, The Imperium Dropped out of Hyper Space. "Empress," a Officer said, "We have Detected a SeaQuestian Starship Near By." "Send The Fighters and Jam Them." Cas'rai Ordered.

Soon The Fighters were Pooring out of The hangers heading for The enemy Ship

At that Same time, The Imperium Dropped out of Hyper Space. "Empress," a Officer said, "We have Detected a SeaQuestian Starship Near By." "Send The Fighters and Jam Them." Cas'rai Ordered.

Soon The Fighters were Pooring out of The hangers heading for The enemy Ship

OOC:
1) What class is the Imperium?
2.) How many fighters?

IC: Main Bridge

"We've got incoming!"

"Sheilds up! Red Alert! All hands to action stations!"

"Aye, General."

The lights switched from the normal white coloration, to indicate normal operations, to a red color that was easier on the eyes as the Red Alert klaxon went off.

"Target that ship."

"Targeting......locked on!"

"Prep the fighters for launch."

"Aye, General."

"Continue towards No Endorse space."

"Aye, sir!"

"Lets see what they do now."

Exterior

The dark, massive form of the Anubis, largest ship ever built by SeaQuest, pushed foward towards the border of No Endorse space. The giant star-shaped craft steadily moving away from the Imperium.

Through the darkness of space that came a great tear of the Night fabric. A warp tunnel gate opened and through it swept forth a dozen Battlecruisers, followed by dozens of Bulk cruisers and orbited by swarms of patrol craft.

"Fleet has exited warp space. Contact made. Exit point: Grid 3, sub-sector 9 No Endorse Space," reported a servitor to the captain of the fleet's command ship.

"Patrol craft to take up perimeter positions, 2k meters out. What do our sensors pick up?" asked Captain Lumbar.

"Sensors detect the pressence of several intergalatic fleets. Godular, SeaQuest, Chronosian, and No Endorse ships detected," said another sevitor that was directly linked by large cables into the bulk head of the ships computer. Half of it's waste was melded to the swivvling metal chair it sat in.

"Alert Lord Marshal Olander to the situation and that we have exited warp space," said Lumbar. Another servitor nodded and began working at the vox caster. Tech-priests wandered around the bridge of the Battlecruiser Relentless praying the the machine gods, keeping everything working in proper Imperial described condition.


Lord Marshal Olander nicked his chin with his razor when the loud vox in his ear went off. "Frak!"

"Captain Lumbar reports that we have entered the No Endorse Sector. Allied and neutral national fleets have been detected," said a servitor's emotionless voice through the vox.

Olander cursed agian and pressed a finger to his vox-beed. "Affirmative, I will be at the bridge momentarily." He clicked the beed again and turned it off. He had gotten use to wearing one when he had been a storm trooper in the 12th Imperial Guard regiment from Julian II, but the things still iritated him.

He looked at the cut on his chin and saw that it was minor. Leaning forward he cleaned his face in the sink and then stood up. He grabbed the black bottle sitting on his room's desk and drank a deep swig of Amasec. The stuff always helped get rid of pain. Olander switched frequincies on his vox caster beed and made sure to lower the recieving volume.

"30th Korp Headquarters? Yes, I want Colonel's Vines and Pomaren to report to the bridge. Have High Commissar Varek come also," Olander said. The vox crackled then the Guardsman on the other line operating the machine said a 'yes-sir' and he clicked it off.

Olander stepped into his black-purple Lord Marshal's uniform and had his purple cape thrown over one shoulder. He looked in the mirror and decided that since he wasn't going to a ball, it didn't matter.

Draining the last of the Amasec he stepped into the ship's corridor and headed to the bridge. This new assignment against the Cassiopeia Galaxy would be a tough nut to crack.

OOC Note: Thrashia, your allied to Cassiopeia if you don't remember. The CIN.

The Terran and Protoss ships tore free of Warp and Hyperspace simultaneously. Appearing in a system well behind the battle lines, and deep withing Cassieopiean space, more than 2,000 ships had arrived to begin the destruction of their allies enemy. War was ready to be deployed, and would arrive to aid the No Endorsians defensively, but the other 2 fleets were purely offensive now. As soon as they ripped free they began scanning and analyzing the system they had picked. Whatever it was named, it was about to burn. They moved into the system at their best speed, charging their weapons and preparing all the manifold tricks in the Terran Arsenal.

Transmission the the worthless defenders of this pathetic world:

You have 1 hour to leave this place. Surrencer, and you will be allowed to scuttle your ships, failure to comply will result in the destruction of your ships, your stations, and your world.

OOC: Pick a world, I don't care what the defenses are like, there are enopugh forces in those 2 fleets to take out ANY system. Just don't make it your homeworld, I don't feel like killing you...yet.

OOC Note: Thrashia, your allied to Cassiopeia if you don't remember. The CIN.

OOC: But then I'm also allied to No Endorse...and he did send me help when I was battling Sithy, Chron, and every other Imperial lap dog on the block...so maybe I'll be neutral or maybe I'll jump on one side of the fence. Seeing as most of my allies are going against Cassiopeia and the fact that he has violated a treaty (Clan Wars anyone?)...I might have to break that alliance.

The Coriolanus Brigade then, taking the advice of their new allies, readjusted their weapons as appropriate to compensate for the space-time distortion in NE Space, and then took up positions near the Godulans on one of the marked approaches. Fanning out in a staggered firing line, they prepared weapons, deployed Mobile Suit and Marinesko Fighter Screens and waited for the inevitable....which had already arrived.....

The Godulans accepted the bolstering of their own lines by the Dornalians, and awaited the Chronosian response. And kept their heavy duty scans running. A SeaQuestian fleet arrived some distance from the edge of No Endorse Territorial boundaries, and was almost immediately set upon by...

The General opened a channel on broadband.

"General Achaedus to all allied vessels, we have recieved readings of a Cassiopeian Ultra Star Destroyer, designation Imperium, in the vicinity. Bearing 35 by 79 by 16 degrees respective to the galactic axis, distance approximately fifteen hundred parsecs. Imperium has engaged incoming allied forces. Use information at your discretion. Advise holding defensive positions, however SeaQuest forces will require nominal reinforcements."

He cut the signal, and switched to command channel.

"ETA on Godulan reinforcements?"

"Fifteen minutes sir."

"As soon as they show up, inform them of the situation and relay orders to initiate a medium-range jump to intercept the Imperium."

The Terrans were perfectly positioned to render backup. War had been on its way when they recieved the message, and they redeployed immediately to cover the threat posed by the enemy ship. In support of their move a single ship was sent to aid them. Massive beyond normal comprehension, huge in a way that was usually typified by Super StarDestroyers, the Metal Militia III was a powerful ship, and with the numbers and power of the Terran ships already in evidence, the Ultra was doomed.

When the Terans arrived in the system, they paused for a moment outside the area, and then they gathered the Fleet together, and the Protoss opened their Warp Gates, andthe entirety of Task Fleet War, backed by the obscene power of The Unforgiven II, appeared directly behind the enemy ship, just outside the 40,000 Kilometer mark. As soon as they appeared they let loose with their port weapons batteries, and they cut loose directly into the more vulnerable underside and rear of the pointlessly large Star Destroyer.

Main Bridge

"Damn. That ship is twenty-six times our size."

"I kind of noticed that."

"Too bad we don't have all six Eyes."

"Agreed. Then the main weapon would be at full power."

"Any incoming fire?"

"None yet. Enemy ship has only deployed fighters so far. Nothing else."

"Keep an eye on them and maintain weapons lock. Also, keep us heading for No Endorse space."

"Aye, sir."

The Godulans accepted the bolstering of their own lines by the Dornalians, and awaited the Chronosian response. And kept their heavy duty scans running. A SeaQuestian fleet arrived some distance from the edge of No Endorse Territorial boundaries, and was almost immediately set upon by...

The General opened a channel on broadband.

"General Achaedus to all allied vessels, we have recieved readings of a Cassiopeian Ultra Star Destroyer, designation Imperium, in the vicinity. Bearing 35 by 79 by 16 degrees respective to the galactic axis, distance approximately fifteen hundred parsecs. Imperium has engaged incoming allied forces. Use information at your discretion. Advise holding defensive positions, however SeaQuest forces will require nominal reinforcements."

He cut the signal, and switched to command channel.

"ETA on Godulan reinforcements?"

"Fifteen minutes sir."

"As soon as they show up, inform them of the situation and relay orders to initiate a medium-range jump to intercept the Imperium."

Yueng Ma then thought for a moment after getting the transmission, and said to his First Mate, "They said nominal reinforcements would be needed. What would you construe as nominal?"

The First Mate said, "The Red Lion Force might suffice. We keep the bulk of our forces here, send them out to aid."

Yueng Ma then puzzled over it a moment, and said, "I would consider it. How is the head of the Red Lions?"

The First Mate replied, "Commodore Forsythe? Reliable, competent, served in the Angelic Wars. Orthodox to be sure."

Yueng Ma then said, "But they're facing an Ultra Star Destroyer. You sure he can handle it and not break?"

First Mate said, "Well, he will take orders. And, the Acolytes onboard will ensure he does."

Yueng then said, with a smile and conviction: "Ah yes, political officers. The only thing worse than the enemy. Allah have mercy on him. Tell him to move out, keep me in communications with him. I don't want the Commissars to get him, I'll make sure of it. Besides, the Mao IIa's and the Prochkhorovkas faced the Infernals before. They lived. Many of the crews in these ships have faced them, and lived. I trust them to not flinch at mortal enemies."

-------------------

Red Lion Force Command Ship Ranma Saotome-

Forsythe was sitting in the commander's chair on the bridge, and he was nursing a cigar. Fine Cuban, from Earth. It was a good cigar....a damned good cigar.

He got the order to move, and then sat up. Nodding he said, "Roger. Moving out."

He then said, with an unusual amount of relish: "Alright, alright, ladies and gentlemen! Sharif has given the word. We are to move and aid the I.S.S. Anubis, while the rest stay here. This is the part I like! Whoo!"

The helmsman said, "Right with you, big dog."

Forsythe said, "You're right I'm the Big Dog. Now let's go! All ships, go to warp."

The Red Lion Force then moved out, warping to the location of the Anubis. Meanwhile, the New Dornalians reorganized to tighten up the gaps in their lines....

Main Bridge

"Damn. That ship is twenty-six times our size."

"I kind of noticed that."

"Too bad we don't have all six Eyes."

"Agreed. Then the main weapon would be at full power."

"Any incoming fire?"

"None yet. Enemy ship has only deployed fighters so far. Nothing else."

"Keep an eye on them and maintain weapons lock. Also, keep us heading for No Endorse space."

"Aye, sir."

SIC:

The Ranma Saotome sent this message to the Anubis-

"Anubis, this is Commodore Riley Forsythe, call me Big Dog, I hate the name Riley or the title Commodore. My boys are here to provide defense, what do you need to happen?"

SIC:

The Ranma Saotome sent this message to the Anubis-

"Anubis, this is Commodore Riley Forsythe, call me Big Dog, I hate the name Riley or the title Commodore. My boys are here to provide defense, what do you need to happen?"

SIC: Coded Response Message

So far, the enemy ship has just deployed fighters and hasn't taken any other agressive actions. The Anubis was designed to act as a mobile head quarters ship and is most effective when relaying orders to fleets of ships as well as individual ships, but we are still able to defend ourselves with our marine and fighter complements to a degree. Right now, we are currently moving away from the Casseopian vessel towards No Endorse space and have taken no agressive action towards them yet. Currently, what we need is a distraction to get their attention while we get across the border and join up with the fleet. Not much the Anubis can do alone against that behemouth of a ship.

At that Same time, The Imperium Dropped out of Hyper Space. "Empress," a Officer said, "We have Detected a SeaQuestian Starship Near By." "Send The Fighters and Jam Them." Cas'rai Ordered.

Soon The Fighters were Pooring out of The hangers heading for The enemy Ship

Petty fools, they are violate our borders now! Let us show them the ways of the universe.

A transmission was sent to ALL friendly craft, detailing the exact location and vector of the Ultra Star Destroyer Imperium, as well as all other information that could be gathered about its battle state.

Around the Anubis, craft of every imaginable make and model popped up, setting loose a massive volley of anti-fighter weaponry. Over a hundred vessels had come to provide some backup. Fire was so intense that it was almost a perfect wall of light, the divine wrath of the Forgemaster had come for the heathen.

How now, haughty worms? You have been spurned by the Gods, and now your weakness is in full view. Your pathetic attempts to defy the Gods will now be answered. Writhe and pray to the Black Angel for a swift death, for otherwise you shall hang in perpetual agony.

On the edge of both the Haven and Sanctuary systems, the local gates suddenly opened. A number of white warships bearing the ITH police markings began to exit from the wormholes. The ITH ships took defensive positions around the Gatestations. Soon afterwards a signal was broadcast to the government of No Endorse.

“Greetings, the ITH is taking steps to ensure the safety of the Gatestations. Since our authority only applies to the immediate area surrounding the Local Gate, we cannot participate in this activity other as a defense for the Gatestations. However, the Balrogga Empire is sending assistance. They should be arriving…..”

Suddenly a large wormhole opened and twice seven score vessels exited.

“…shortly.”

The new arrivals sent a signal to the No Endorse headquarters.

“This is Vice Admiral R’Venj. I have brought the 5th Imperial Fleet and the 3rd Imperial task Force to help deal with your invaders. We will make sure they run back home with their tales between their legs.”

The two fleets take position near Godular and Chronosia.

R’Venj ordered a channel open to the invaders.

“This is Vice Admiral R’Venj. You are commanded to take your pathetic fleet of toys back to your home. If you open fire upon any vessels, we will utterly destroy you. We will then follow your spoor trail back to your kennel. Once there we will crack your planets and snuff out your stars. Your home will be a frozen dead place in the universe after we are done.

“This is your one and only warning. Take heed or the blood of your innocents will only be upon your own shoulders, until we remove your head. This is the most important decision you will ever make. Turn back or we will call a war of genocide upon you.”

The Vice Admiral looked around at his crew.

“There, we have the niceties out of the way. Hopefully they don’t listen so we get to play.”

The Imperium

When Cas'rai soon heard this from Balrogga, She started Laughing and Sent a Copy of The Message Back to The Homegalaxy, Not only to Undermine The CDP Traitors, but The Cassiopeian SpyNet sent a Edited Version to The Kashite, The Insectoids liveing in the Unknown Territories.

Draca, The Kashite Homeworld

Draca was a Living Planet, Smarter them The Smartest Being in the Universe. This Planet Made the Kashites and The Battailians, a Bat like Race that also Lived on Draca.

and as the Cassiopeians Thought, They were Pissed. The one Pissed More was Queen Mebatayuibaiakaan (Kashites have Long Names) So! They Think They can Kill Us Out! she said, They Shall See the Truth of what The Kashites can and WILL do and with That she gave the order for a Grand Jihad.

OOC: All Kashites are Female, They are Asexual.

oh and The Losses:

23 Fighters.

Since the first strike by the Terran Fleet and MMIII seemed to have gone unnoticed, trhey rolled shi[p, and unleashed another barrage of equal power, they had just unleashed enough power to destroy a planet in those two barrages, and there was no way the enemy shields could hold againstthe sheer power that was being aimed against them.

Main Bridge

"Damn. That ship is twenty-six times our size."

"I kind of noticed that."

"Too bad we don't have all six Eyes."

"Agreed. Then the main weapon would be at full power."

"Any incoming fire?"

"None yet. Enemy ship has only deployed fighters so far. Nothing else."

"Keep an eye on them and maintain weapons lock. Also, keep us heading for No Endorse space."

"Aye, sir."


"Is The Superlaser Powered up?" Cas'rai said to Admiral Meso'kaan "Yesssssssssss, My Queen." The Co'ran said, "We are About to Fire on the sssssssshhhhhhhhhip." "Do it." She ordered.

The Superlaser was soon Targeting, The Target: The Ranma Saotome "Fire at Will." The Empress Ordered. the weapon fired.

Back with The Invasion Fleet, Chimaera Soon ordered The Fleet to Jump to Hyperspace, useing one of The Old Trade Routes to head for The enemy Throneworld.

The Fleet Jumped into Hyperspace, Makeing the Traitor Fighters Eat Stardust.

"Is The Superlaser Powered up?" Cas'rai said to Admiral Meso'kaan "Yesssssssssss, My Queen." The Co'ran said, "We are About to Fire on the sssssssshhhhhhhhhip." "Do it." She ordered.

The Superlaser was soon Targeting, The Target: The Ranma Saotome "Fire at Will." The Empress Ordered. the weapon fired.

Back with The Invasion Fleet, Chimaera Soon ordered The Fleet to Jump to Hyperspace, useing one of The Old Trade Routes to head for The enemy Throneworld.

The Fleet Jumped into Hyperspace, Makeing the Traitor Fighters Eat Stardust.

The Saotome was reduced to particulate matter by the Superlaser, and Forsythe's command devolved to the Liberty City.

OOC: To Be continued...

Since the first strike by the Terran Fleet and MMIII seemed to have gone unnoticed, trhey rolled shi[p, and unleashed another barrage of equal power, they had just unleashed enough power to destroy a planet in those two barrages, and there was no way the enemy shields could hold againstthe sheer power that was being aimed against them.

The Imperium's Shields were powered by a Dark Crystal from the Planet Maltankaan. and After NS War I, The Cassiopeians had made even More Powerful Shields and Armor to withstand Mini Miehm's Ships (OOC: I have Learned from NS war I)

Back in The Cassiopeia Galaxy, The Planet that was threated was not in The Cassiopeian Empire, it was a vex Colony in the Unknown Territories.

"We do not have any Gold or Weapons, We are unarmed."

The Saotome was reduced to particulate matter by the Superlaser, and Forsythe's command devolved to the Liberty City.

OOC: To Be continued...


The Fighters soon Targeted The Liberty City Targeting Weapon Systems and Engines.

The Superlaser soon Targeted a MM Ship and Fired.

ooc: EDIT: check the ooc thread (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=10456657#post10456657)


Back with The Invasion Fleet, Chimaera Soon ordered The Fleet to Jump to Hyperspace, useing one of The Old Trade Routes to head for The enemy Throneworld.

The Fleet Jumped into Hyperspace, Makeing the Traitor Fighters Eat Stardust.
IC:
The enemy was going to discover something uncomfortable. At the end of the traderoute is a controller gatestation. And this station can monitor all traffic on the system. As the enemy would emerge from the end of the route, just barely inside the border, they would meet with a heavy FTLi and over a thousand ships from Fleet Alpha.

The entirety of fleet Alpha was there, and every second more ships arrived just outside the inhibitor. Suddenly, it flickered for a bare instant, and the nearby ships appeared everywhere.

Singularity missiles filled the void, behemoth dreadnoughts flung massive walls of energy. The power here was enough to supply all of No Endorse for centuries, a barrage in tribute to the Gods.

And in the lead role was the NES Midnight and her sister, the NES Daybreak. They let loose powerful torrents of matter-consuming fire, rending everything in sight, bolstering the lines all about. The Eclipse class destroyers were more than capable of ripping this pathetic fleet down to the bone.

They have entered our lands. They are mad to in light of such massive power. Now they shall feel the blade that snuffs out the lights, the sheer willpower of the INFERNO!

OOC: You can't superlaser me. I'm directly behind the Ultra, the superlaser is on the front. I'm at the entire other end of the ship, and you got hit with enough firepower to DESTROY, like DS style destroy, a planet. Are you saying your shields can take DS Superlaser blasts?

IC:

The Terran Ships were pumping out steady barrages of Terrawatt range lasers, thousands and thousands of Terrawatts of power impacted the shields with every barrage, and KEWs with megatons worth of power followed up, every 2.5 minutes a new wave of Yamato Cannon blasts lashed space, as they staggered the fire of the deadly batteries.

Admiral Harrington tired of the simple slugging match, and turned Famine up on its side, accelerating it at 600 Gravities towards the rear of the enemy ship. When the Wedge came in contact with the shields and hull of the ship, the enemyt would get the opportunity to see that gravity really was a force to be reckoned with. For a very briuef but memorable instant, before the ship was imploded under the force of the massive Gravities put out by an Impeller Wedge.

OOC: Has everyone roundhouse kicked by Chuck Norris. The preferred form of execution in 16 states. :P

Main Bridge

"Is the Z.P.M. plugged in?"

"Aye, sir. Its entire output is currently being fed to the shields."

"Good. Helm, keep us out of that Axial Super Laser's line-of-fire!"

"Aye, General."

"Are the fighters ready?"

"Aye, sir."

"Target the enemy fighters with the Point-Defence Turrets."

"Aye, sir."

Exterior

The Anubis altered course to come about behind the Imperium. Her Point-Defense Turrets, mostly of the dual shot type, churned out shot after shot at the enemy fighters.

No Endorse: No. However...

It was at this point that the Godulan Reinforcements arrived in the general vicinity of the Defensive cordons, and comms chatter shot back and forth between the new arrivals and the more established force already in place. After the typical "OMG WHUT?!"s and "DUDE! BLOW IT UP!"s, entrance vectors were transmitted and the new arrivals, a full Godulan Battlefleet and a full Kython Battleswarm, did something somewhat curious.

They flooded into the local portion of the highway and hyperspaced closer to the fighting, breaking off contact at the point of closest approach and immediately commencing jump calculations. At the same time, targets were acquired, and torpedos were primed for launch.

Then they jumped.

Doubtless it would have seemed somewhat curious to the inhabitants of the Imperium that their radar should so swiftly become clogged with a veritable cloud of Godulan vessels, spaced evenly around the Ultra Star Destroyer in a surprisingly precise sphere. However, this curiosity would be swiftly turned into grim certainty as the purpose for the formation became clear.

Every single vessel in the Godulan fleet opened up with a horrendous volley of Tachyon torpedos. From the lowly Hellkites all the way up to the massive Siege Dreads, the space around the Imperium swiftly turned into a beautiful and deadly latticework of intertwining torpedo trails as each Tachyon torpedo shifted its trajectory to reach its intended target.

For there were most definitely targets of greatest concern.

The Fighter bays and the Engine block, any weapons turret, any obvious command structures, anything pegged as the Shield generation center, and lastly... the superlaser focusing lens. Without it, the main gun would be useless, and it was OH so pretty sitting out there right on the nose.

The missiles swerved to aim at their intended targets, and detonated just before reaching the Super Star Destroyers shielding. The dreaded Tachyon Torpedos were wonderful little things to turn against well-armored targets. Each torpedo directed a surge of Tachyon radiation towards the enemy vessel upon detonation, essentially firing the equivalent of a heavy turbolaser pulse at the target.

Normally Tachyon radiation would be harmless due to its exotic nature, but upon contact with, and subsequent passage through the shield, the Tachyons would be effectively redshifted into their deadly nature, dealing the previously mentioned damage to the target, which suddenly finds that its own shields have been turned against it.

Tachyon torpedos are excellent precision weapons, oft used to disable critical systems before the real slugfest even has a chance to begin. The damage to the poorly defended fighter bays would be enough to snap the Imperium in half, but in keeping with the Godulans decision that there is no such thing as excessive force, they wanted to make sure of the following:

1) The Imperium would not be going anywhere
2) It would not be shooting anybody
3) It would no longer have viable fighter launch capacity
4) It would be a sitting duck

Meanwhilst, the Kythons waited, behind their Godulan cohorts, with anticipation...

ooc: Can't believe I missed this.
IC:
Coms to NE. We have arived, where is the enemy? End coms.

The No Endorse High Command responded rapidly to the new friendly vessels. They were directed to the location of the initial Cassiopeian incursion, and their troop carriers were directed towards the Sanctuary staging areas.

The FTLi flickered for an instant, allowing the Sephrion fleet to enter the... party.

Welcome Brothers in Arms. Let us paint the sky red.

to our alies we will pant the sky red with there blood end coms now drop cloaks
ordered the fleet comander and warp 1 to where the inferno forces are lets show them the might of the empire and do target target the largest enemy ship and fire 200 photon torpedos at it

to the enemy fleet the inferno stands not alone they have the empires suport

(OOC: If they fall for one-shot propoganda they're pretty damn well the most naive race in the universe too. I'm going to use that to reverse the situation.

Remember that the CDP has a primarily intelligent membership and naturally has close contacts within intelligent populations.

Also, as a direct result of being Cassiopeians, they also know of anyone who you know of.


Back with The Invasion Fleet, Chimaera Soon ordered The Fleet to Jump to Hyperspace, useing one of The Old Trade Routes to head for The enemy Throneworld.

The Fleet Jumped into Hyperspace, Makeing the Traitor Fighters Eat Stardust.

Also: NO. FTLi fields are implied with all Capships and the fleet is stuck until you actually take out the small fleet. That was the whole point of the exercise - to cut off support.)

The Cassiopeian fleet was met with the shock of an FTLi field halting their escape, and the fighters still there.

"Very well, you have given us no choice. Face retribution for your crimes!"

The fighters scattered and began lasing through the smaller ships whilst the retrofitted Hermes ships launched relativistic velocity antimatter parcels into the star destroyers and supercapital ships.

----Draca----
Ilk'nirmara, one of the senior members of the CDP was in deep in friendly conversation with an old friend - the planet Draca itself. As a fellow seeker of knowledge it was easy to form a strong bond, as had one Cor'hir'las - an eager learner, if not an intelligent one. One could imagine the surprise that resounded through the three when a group of Kashite Guards burst in.

"Treachery!" screamed one.

Ilk'nirmara stood, shaking with anger. "What is the meaning of this?"

The lead guard struck him across the head, and he fell unconscious, before dragging him and the dumbstruck Cor'hir'las away.

The living planet shuddered momentarily, and many Kashites and Battalians felt an ominously cold chill.

The two were thrown onto the floor in front of the queen.

Ilk'nirmara was still very much infuriated at both the interruption of his fine conversation and the harsh treatment of the guards.

The elderly Vex once again demanded "What is the meaning of this outrage?"

His more youthful companion was a bit more subdued, yet the look in his eyes as he glared at the queen.

"And the Gods spoke. 'Lolzers...' they said..."

The Eshirians believed they had long since cast away their violent ways. However, they would soon learn that even in their enlightenment, the blood lust of their forefathers was far from satisfied. Inside each and every Eshirian, a new urge arose. An urge, to kill...


The Eshirian Fleets set about mixing and matching elements of their forces to create well balanced, and well coordinated attack fleets which, thanks to the specialization of each component, were effective at nearly all aspects of space combat.

Mines were already set around every major world, both Godulan and Eshirian, with new mines placed around the previously unapproachable Laski controlled sectors. The mines were versatile Maxer drones, which proceeded to phase out of reality, and set to reenter upon contact with enemy forces.

One Behemo Grand sat in orbit over each NE world, deploying its own massive FTLi fields either adding to existing ones, or generating completely new defenses. Static defenses such as MP turrets were phased in from Eshirian systems. Shield generators were deployed around each world, gravity wells were set around major hyperspace routes, systems, and other preset defensive cordons.

For now the Godulans were handling the Imperium, however Eshirian forces were on standby, ready to assist. For now however, several of the recombined fleets appeared over the Sanctuary staging grounds, while the rest spread along the Galactic rim, prepared to smother the rest of the incoming Cass forces the moment they entered.

(OOC: The other Cass forces have still yet to arrive right? Only the Imperium has even neared the Aphotic Galaxy?)

True; this day we are not allies, nor are we enemies. We simply are; brought together by random circumstance. Was it Tzeentch who guided us to this moment? Was it capricious fate, in all it's malevolent glory? Is this a sign of things to come, or an omen of times ending? We stand together against a common foe; but only for dreams of conquest to reach fruitition....Would you stand idly by as our galaxy is ravaged by interlopers? By cruel agents of malicious intent? Who would? As black hearted as we are, we are still servants of Chaos...And this is our galaxy. Ours to corrupt; ours to enslave. In the end, we are mere pawns of Balance, mere instruments of bloody war and tyranny. Ghouls who stalk the stars, fatted as carrion on the spoils of our fel business. This is our way, Godulan; and while we stand, even as we are legion, we are simply tools, agents of a greater force, till Balance itself is sundered and all the universe comes crashing together in beautiful Chaos. We grow weary of this name calling, Godulan's, we grow weary of your reckless hate. You hate the Empire for no reason save your own arrogance. That or you bow and scrape and curtsey to the Jedi.

The Masaki's use you to further their own ends; does this not make you their tools? To be used and abused as they see fit? Are the Triad really so weak as to see themselves as the superior evil while they spoonfeed and molly-coddle the wretched Coredian scum? I wonder...

He chuckles; sending forth the message to all their allies; relaying the Cassiopeian telemetry and setting course; weapons crackling and seething; shields undulating in the tenebrous void.

Where are we needed?

(OOC: If they fall for one-shot propoganda they're pretty damn well the most naive race in the universe too. I'm going to use that to reverse the situation.

Remember that the CDP has a primarily intelligent membership and naturally has close contacts within intelligent populations.

Also, as a direct result of being Cassiopeians, they also know of anyone who you know of.



Also: NO. FTLi fields are implied with all Capships and the fleet is stuck until you actually take out the small fleet. That was the whole point of the exercise - to cut off support.)

The Cassiopeian fleet was met with the shock of an FTLi field halting their escape, and the fighters still there.

"Very well, you have given us no choice. Face retribution for your crimes!"

The fighters scattered and began lasing through the smaller ships whilst the retrofitted Hermes ships launched relativistic velocity antimatter parcels into the star destroyers and supercapital ships.

----Draca----
Ilk'nirmara, one of the senior members of the CDP was in deep in friendly conversation with an old friend - the planet Draca itself. As a fellow seeker of knowledge it was easy to form a strong bond, as had one Cor'hir'las - an eager learner, if not an intelligent one. One could imagine the surprise that resounded through the three when a group of Kashite Guards burst in.

"Treachery!" screamed one.

Ilk'nirmara stood, shaking with anger. "What is the meaning of this?"

The lead guard struck him across the head, and he fell unconscious, before dragging him and the dumbstruck Cor'hir'las away.

The living planet shuddered momentarily, and many Kashites and Battalians felt an ominously cold chill.

The two were thrown onto the floor in front of the queen.

Ilk'nirmara was still very much infuriated at both the interruption of his fine conversation and the harsh treatment of the guards.

The elderly Vex once again demanded "What is the meaning of this outrage?"

His more youthful companion was a bit more subdued, yet the look in his eyes as he glared at the queen.

OOC THAT IS IT! I HAVE HAD IT! You have now Pissed me off. What you are Doing is Godmoding and Nation Hijacking! I have Told the Mods and I hope you get Banned!.

Bump, Will Post, oh and I am Ignoreing Hakurabi, he has Pissed Me Offf for the final time.

True; this day we are not allies, nor are we enemies. We simply are; brought together by random circumstance. Was it Tzeentch who guided us to this moment? Was it capricious fate, in all it's malevolent glory? Is this a sign of things to come, or an omen of times ending? We stand together against a common foe; but only for dreams of conquest to reach fruitition....Would you stand idly by as our galaxy is ravaged by interlopers? By cruel agents of malicious intent? Who would? As black hearted as we are, we are still servants of Chaos...And this is our galaxy. Ours to corrupt; ours to enslave. In the end, we are mere pawns of Balance, mere instruments of bloody war and tyranny. Ghouls who stalk the stars, fatted as carrion on the spoils of our fel business. This is our way, Godulan; and while we stand, even as we are legion, we are simply tools, agents of a greater force, till Balance itself is sundered and all the universe comes crashing together in beautiful Chaos. We grow weary of this name calling, Godulan's, we grow weary of your reckless hate. You hate the Empire for no reason save your own arrogance. That or you bow and scrape and curtsey to the Jedi.

The Masaki's use you to further their own ends; does this not make you their tools? To be used and abused as they see fit? Are the Triad really so weak as to see themselves as the superior evil while they spoonfeed and molly-coddle the wretched Coredian scum? I wonder...

You misplace our motives. We hate the empire for what has been exacted in its name, not for its existence. Like the worlds and races left as dust in its wake, so too must the once vaunted Galactic Empire be relegated. A nameless memory drifting through the void, an ignominious and fitting end for an entity of such formerly vaunted power. Penance must be exacted.

Puppets we are not, whether by circumstance or command. It is the Masakis who follow us into battle now. We are allied and wary of attacks on each others' soil, but when we move, it will be the Golden G at the head of the column and no other.

I too grow tired of this endless name calling and accusation hurling. Perhaps from this day forth we should simply proceed as though such formalities were already taken care of? You hate us and we hate you. You know this and I know this. Is there any reason to keep trying to prove it?

Where are we needed?

There is a Cassiopeian fleet, first arrived before the vaunted 'Imperium' entered the fray. It has not yet moved and requires destruction. Coordinates have already been sent and will be updated as any changes should happen. Go, make them dread the day they believed they could challege the might of either of us.

The Fighters soon Targeted The Liberty City Targeting Weapon Systems and Engines.

The Superlaser soon Targeted a MM Ship and Fired.

The Liberty City immediately deployed Gauss Guns, spinning the barrels and firing them out to try and deal with the enemy fighters (OOC: Gauss Guns in New Dornalian usage are a kind of flak), and they also fired torpedoes, remotely detonating them to try and use the blast wave....

As this occured, Yueng Ma checked with the Commander of the Liberty City, Lt. Commander Kristatos. Kristatos informed Ma that the Red Lions were ready to strike, their weapons were charged, but the enemy had been hitting them with a one-two punch.

At this, Ma said, curtly: "No more. Use your People's Hammers. And your Super Warp Cannons. You also have FTLi Mannerheim Generators, no? That is what they are there for."

Kristatos complied, and the Red Lion force's Mao Zedongs turned to face the Imperium. They then unleashed a spread of People's Hammers, a dozen strong at the bow, and followed with Super Warp Cannon shots. With 160KG of antimatter per torpedo, only 12 would be needed to make a lot of noise. Then, they turned on the Mannerheim FTLi generators to throw up an FTLi field (warning allies on secure channels) to ensure that the Cassiopeans weren't going anywhere.

The Prochkhorovka Carriers, meanwhile, deployed waves of Marinesko fighters and Keith Moon Mobile Suits to chase the enemy fighters threatening the Liberty City, which then arranged themselves in figure five formation and moved in kill teams to hunt the fighters.

The Imperium was Soon Blowing Up, The Ship was Dead and about to be Scrap. But one Fighter was Running, Cas'rai's own Starfighter, With Powerful Shields and Armor and Powerful Weapons, was Running to get away from The FTLi Field and Back to Darkkaan.

Chimaera was also Running like No Tomorrow. after failing to Get though the FTLi of The enemy. Chimaera was leaveing for Good.

The War was over.

-snip-

The sudden appearance of so many ships startled most of the planetary defense corps, who had their weapons trained in an instant. However, the transmissions soothed the jumpy gunners, and they disengaged.

We don't have much to defend the gates with, thank you for picking up those locations. We currently have an enemy Imperium class USD outside our borders, and an we are engaging an enemy invasion fleet under FTLi. All coordinates are attatched.

The numerous fleets watched the Cassiopeians run, thinking that the war had ended. But oh how they were wrong. The Fleets of No Endorse observed this retreat with glee, and were more than ready to press the advantage. The lines were shorn up, more ships moved to the borders, ready to jump out.

See how you flee, maggots! It will be a generosity to the universe to extinguish your pathetic grease-hole of a country. Surrender now, and you might retain some semblance of sovereignty. If not, we shall crush you like an ant.

Allies of the Inferno, let's see what bounty their home yields for us.

As soon as the Imperium blew up, the Terrans took off, heading to meet up with Famine and Pestilence already reaping their way through the Cassieopiea Galaxy. The first world they had come upon had simply been glassed, and when they met up with the rest of the Fleets at the next planet, things would get very messy indeed.

Yueng Ma smiled at the message. He had a feeling the Cassiopean effort was not as invincible as stated.....

He then said, "Attention Coriolanus Brigade. We now go on the march! All effort is to be focused on the retaliatory strike. May God have mercy on the Cassiopeans, we will have none!"

The Coriolanus Brigade then sallied forth, regrouped near the Red Lions, and then moved out to follow the Miehmish in a retaliatory strike. Yueng Ma had mixed feelings about the objective he was pursuing, but the cries for revenge from Kristatos when he consulted him and the orders from the Grand Council were clear.

Take the fight to the enemy. And show them the might of Socialism.

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They hyperjumped into the enemy territory, and then moved on the first world they saw. They then opened fire on the defenses of the first Cassiopean world they encountered with a flurry of Demolisher Gun blasts....upgunned Warp Cannons, these monsters had tasted blood in the Vong Civil War, and would again teach the enemy not to mess around with the friends of Socialism.

Paltania

The Planet Paltania was Near the Invasion Path, but it was Not defenseless. The Tenth and 23rd Grand Armadas were Massing near the Planet. They were not leting The enemy get though.

The Tenth Armada

1 Eclipse Class Super Star Destroyer
34 Carriers
78 Sith Class Star Destroyers
23 Darkkaan Class Star Battlecruisers
45 Victory Class Star Destroyers
56 Star Galleons
23 Allegience Class Super Star Destroyers
67 Specter Class Star Destroyers
45 Gundark Class Ram Ships
900 Coreallian Corvettes
68 Nebulon-B Frigates
45 Trilobite Class Anti-Ship Frigates
8,900 Cobra Mk I Attack Fighters
23,000 X-wings
3,893 XF-305 Wolverine Fighters
3,483 TIE Torpedo Bombers
45,000 TIE defenders

OOC: I will Post the 23rd Later.

Vice Admiral R’Venj was watching the sensor reading carefully when he noticed the lone craft trying to get away.

"Take us out to intercept that fighter. It is the only one trying to escape. It has to be someone important."

"Yes Sir."

The Thoth faded from Real Space as she and her escort Uplifted using their Dimensional Drives. Moments later the ships faded into existence ahead of the fleeing fighter.

"Sir, the Uplift was successful. The craft is not approaching us but we are still within the FTLi that is keeping it from escaping."

"Establish a Dimensional Anchor on that ship. I want it locked to it's coordinates out to 5 levels. Freeze Z through V Axis Coordinates. Also launch two squads of fighters. I don’t want them to get away.”

“Yes Sir, Proteus fighters launching now.”

Several fighters streaked away from the carrier on an intercept course with the lone craft. Aboard The Thoth, the crew was establishing the Dimensional Anchor, intending to stop the fleeing craft dead in it’s tracks.

Paltania

The Planet Paltania was Near the Invasion Path, but it was Not defenseless. The Tenth and 23rd Grand Armadas were Massing near the Planet. They were not leting The enemy get though.

The Tenth Armada

1 Eclipse Class Super Star Destroyer
34 Carriers
78 Sith Class Star Destroyers
23 Darkkaan Class Star Battlecruisers
45 Victory Class Star Destroyers
56 Star Galleons
23 Allegience Class Super Star Destroyers
67 Specter Class Star Destroyers
45 Gundark Class Ram Ships
900 Coreallian Corvettes
68 Nebulon-B Frigates
45 Trilobite Class Anti-Ship Frigates
8,900 Cobra Mk I Attack Fighters
23,000 X-wings
3,893 XF-305 Wolverine Fighters
3,483 TIE Torpedo Bombers
45,000 TIE defenders

OOC: I will Post the 23rd Later.

The Terran Fleets all appeared at once, right at the edge of the target system. There would be no mercy, no halting this drive. Only total destruction of every force that barred their path.

Vice Admiral R’Venj was watching the sensor reading carefully when he noticed the lone craft trying to get away.

"Take us out to intercept that fighter. It is the only one trying to escape. It has to be someone important."

"Yes Sir."

The Ptah faded from Real Space as she and her escort Uplifted using their Dimensional Drives. Moments later the ships faded into existence ahead of the fleeing fighter.

"Sir, the Uplift was successful. The craft is not approaching us but we are still within the FTLi that is keeping it from escaping."

"Establish a Dimensional Anchor on that ship. I want it locked to it's coordinates out to 5 levels. Freeze Z through V Axis Coordinates. Also launch two squads of fighters. I don’t want them to get away.”

“Yes Sir, Proteus fighters launching now.”

Several fighters streaked away from the carrier on an intercept course with the lone craft. Aboard the Ptah, the crew was establishing the Dimensional Anchor, intending to stop the fleeing craft dead in it’s tracks.

Cas'rai Soon Turned Back, Heading For The Godular Ships, The enemy would have to Track her though their own Allies. But also She soon Cloaked her Fighter so it would Be Hard for The enemy to Find her.

The Terran Fleets all appeared at once, right at the edge of the target system. There would be no mercy, no halting this drive. Only total destruction of every force that barred their path.

Boy were they in for a Deadly Surprise, in Their Path was a Mine Field, Magnetic Mines that were being Pulled To The enemy Ships at Full Speed.

Boy were they in for a Deadly Surprise, in Their Path was a Mine Field, Magnetic Mines that were being Pulled To The enemy Ships at Full Speed.

The allied fleets were completely non-ferrous in their composition. There was no way a magnetic mine would get drawn towards them. Even Neo-Steel plate was non-ferrous, the massive signatures put out by the mines were easily detectable, and the fleet began potshotting them with their light Burst Lasers.

"Admiral, the ship turned back and cloaked."

"Do you still have her on the Dimensional Displacement Sensors?"

"Yes, I have a signal lock on her dimensional signal. She cannot elude us now."

"Use the ship's signature to lock it down."

"Yes Sir, attempting now."


The fighters continue to track the lone ship using the signature established by the command vessel.

The Cassiopeians soon Showed one More Defense, Planetary Superlasers. The Superlasers soon Targeted One of The enemy Ships and Fired at Full Power.

The Cassiopeians soon Showed one More Defense, Planetary Superlasers. The Superlasers soon Targeted One of The enemy Ships and Fired at Full Power.

The range was immense. Since it was simply a lightspeed weapon it would take quite some time to arrive, and by the time it had the Destroyer was well out of the path.

Draca

The Kashites were soon Massing a Invasion Fleet To Destroy one of the Nations that threated Them, Mini Miehm. War was starting again.

The Kashite Grand Invasion Fleet

5 Battleplanets (Moon Sized Plantships that are Round like a Moon)
56 Shellships (Plantships that look like a Scallop.)
34 Grand Warplants (Star destroyer Shaped Plantships, ten time more powerful then a Super Star Destroyer)
23 Landerplants (Plantships that are shaped like a for-leaf Cover.)
45,000 Fighter Plants (Kashite Fighters, Class 1.5 Hyperdrive)

8,018,677 Kashite Warriors
7,000 Death Flyers
456 War Beattles
29,000 War Bird Riders
120 War Worms.

The Fleet soon Jumped in to Darkspace (What they call hyperspace.) and started The Jihad.

The Terrans returned fire at the planet that had originated the superlaser. There was no way to survive that bombardment, there were 3 Fleets, and the MMIII, all firing at a single planet. Ships could move, planets could not, it was as good as dead, much like the Death Star at Alderaan, there would be little evidence of the destruction.

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Umoja:

As soon as the enemy ships entered the system the Coporate owned Protectorate Fleet began mobilizing. The Umojans employed millions, and they protected them well. 200 brand new Coelocanths purchased from the yards at New Gettysburg were the mainstay of their force, backed by Grizzlies and thousands of Wraith fighters. The only time they would engage the enemy however, is if the fools managed to penetrate the system defense pods, and theirt ability to throw up a vertable wall of standoff range missiles.

Umoja:

As soon as the enemy ships entered the system the Coporate owned Protectorate Fleet began mobilizing. The Umojans employed millions, and they protected them well. 200 brand new Coelocanths purchased from the yards at New Gettysburg were the mainstay of their force, backed by Grizzlies and thousands of Wraith fighters. The only time they would engage the enemy however, is if the fools managed to penetrate the system defense pods, and theirt ability to throw up a vertable wall of standoff range missiles.

OOC: the Fleet is Still in Hyperspace.

IC: the Battleplanet Banyanialaoiantay

The enemy will be hoping to Stop us. Grand Ground Fighter Beinaiaya said to The other Officers of the Kashite Grand Army. We Must send Probes first to make Sure they are not ready for our attack.

We are going to Attack useing Fighters first, while our Landerplant will start heading for The Surface. Once we land, we will bombbard The Main Cities and force them to Surender. and With that The Officers left.

The Kythons were swift to fall upon the scrap remnants of the Imperium. A voluminous cloud of metal it was indeed, and soon it took on a green incandescent hue as the Kythons moved in to claim the remains of the once great vessel. Scrap metal was collected and disintegrated for construction material for new Kythons, even vapor particles from the worst parts of the explosion were claimed and turned to the process of Kython Propagation.

Achaedus thought the whole situation was a bit of a let-down. He'd suspected that the Chronosians would have been somewhat amused at the death screams of the people caught aboard the colossal vessel as it was supposed to be devoured whole by the Kython Scourge.

No matter, the material of the dead vessel had potential to craft an entire fleet of the monstrous Kythons. Care was taken to preserve the charred nameplate of the colossus, however. There was a special purpose meant for it yet.

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The Godulan Vessels in the area had their own cloaked-vessel detection system. A gravitonic sensor array that enabled them to see mass signatures as they drifted about the detection radius of each Godulan vessel. As Cas'Rai's fighter came close and cloaked, the Makos and Hellkites moved to intercept, and performed something curious as they began to open fire upon the weaving wayward fighter craft.

Holographic runes formed in front of each Godulan vessel, and dispersed the moment a flux cannon burst passed through it.

As each flux cannon pulse broke each rune, it took on a strange incandescence uncharacteristic to a normal pulse. It seemed as though each became a strange lantern, and though the Cloak threw off the aim of the weaponry ever so slightly, any pulse passing by would have revealed the fleeing fighter temporarily. With the amount of fire going in, the reason for this was soon clear.

Twenty Slaymaster fightercraft swarmed towards the enemy fighter with phenomenal speed, matching the fighter move for move with nothing to fear from the Godulan batteries. Coming from all sides, Cas'rai's fighter would be helpless to avoid the oncoming Slaymasters.

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Meanwhilst. Achaedus pondered the sudden withdrawal of the Cassiopeian vessels. So they thought they could just turn and run? Not this time. Not after the failures they had made. No. The retribution would be far greater against the Cassiopeians.

He turned on fleetwide and alliance wide comms, and began: "The enemy is fled like the cowards they are. The loss of their pride and joy caused them to turn tail and run with their tail between their legs. However, I do not intend to leave this fight unscathed. Oh no. They violated terms of a surrender and they shall pay.

"This fleet, and any others that wish to accompany, even the Chronosians if they see fit, intend to initiate a full scale invasion of the enemy's home realm. I will petition for further reinforcements if necessary, but today, we strike down this pestilence in a manner fitting to its form. As the Imperium completes 'conversion', we will commence operations. Join us if you wish."

With that, Achaedus shut off the channel and contacted the Heighliners.

"Retrieve all mines, prepare for probability calculations. Today, we do something we have never done before... Invade."

OOC: Cass, nothing personal. Just have to add some spice.

Secret IC:

His Majesty, King James V had been doing some steady research. A trusted friend and ally had informed the Damar-Almodite government that Cassiopeia had breached a treaty. Though His Majesty trusted Cassiopeia, to a certain extent, the information planted seeds of doubt in His Majesty's mind.

He considered it best to inform Grand Marshal Dermott to stand down, and lower the alert level. Almohed would not be getting involved in this war. In fact, after this war, Almohed's stance towards Cassiopeia would change to neutral allies. If Cassiopeia survived the war. His Majesty began transmissions to each of Cassiopeia's enemies in the war:

'To the Heads of Government that are allied against the Cassiopeia Galaxy:

I send this transmission due to the fact that it has come to my attention that Cassiopeia has already violated one treaty. Though I doubt they will violate the alliance that they have with us, I cannot do anything but be weary of them. And though I am allied with Cassiopeia, and planned to enter this war on behalf of it's government, I must now withdraw my offer of support, and ask that each of your governments consider relations with the government of the Damar Kingdom of Almohed.

This causes the greatest grief to me, as Cassiopeia is indeed a ally. But I feel that our governments do not see eye to eye in the fields of honor. The Damar-Almodite government plans to keep our alliance with Cassiopeia due to the fact that we will not break an alliance. But we do seek peace with Cassiopeia's allies, as we secretly agree that Cassiopeia had no right to invade a foreign nation's territory without reason or cause.

I state again that it is with great sorrow that I am forced to lower my esteem for the Cassiopeian government, but they leave me and my nation no choice.'

Best Regards,

His Majesty,
Lord Damar,
King James V of Almohed.

There that would do it, His Majesty hoped that Cassiopeia would not intercept this transmission, for if they did, they might see it as a way out of their treaty, but he did not believe Cassiopeia would be foolish enough to do such a thing.

On second thought, he contacted Dermott and informed him that they might still be attacked. This time the enemy might be Cassiopeia.

OOC: the Fleet is Still in Hyperspace.

IC: the Battleplanet Banyanialaoiantay

The enemy will be hoping to Stop us. Grand Ground Fighter Beinaiaya said to The other Officers of the Kashite Grand Army. We Must send Probes first to make Sure they are not ready for our attack.

We are going to Attack useing Fighters first, while our Landerplant will start heading for The Surface. Once we land, we will bombbard The Main Cities and force them to Surender. and With that The Officers left.

All over the Dominion forces were coming online, Kelanis and Moria had called in their own Guld Fleets, Korhal was already so well defended that attacking it was suicide, Tarsonis had the Battleglobe and the remaining Four. Aiur was a fortress, rampaging Zerg and Protoss Templar still covered the planet. Shakuras was guarded by the SSDF, and the Terrans holdings in thenew Cluster were guarded, quite without their knowledge, by Kabala and his Black Dream. Wherever the enemy struck, they were doomed.

The Proteus Fighters closed in on the fleeing fighter. As they approached, a curious thing began to happen. They cracked and split into four individual objects that underwent further transformations eventually becoming the Balrogga strain of Kythons.

"Sir?"

"What?"

"There's already forces retaliating against the Cassiopeians."

"Oh? Bloody hell. Signal the rest of my fleet and tell them to prep calculations to jump into the middle, I repeat, the middle, of the Cassiopeia Galaxy, offset one thousand light years. Prepare full minesweeping protocols and signal the Baron. I wish to requisition two more Battlefleets, and any Kython Battleswarms we have to spare."

"Aye sir. Relaying commands. ETA of transit, 30 minutes."

"Oh, relay commands to the other Godulan fleet as well, 30 minutes should be enough for them to finish their business before transit."

"Aye sir. And the Kythons?"

"They're going to be feeding for a while. Let them propagate like they're supposed to. They'll follow us in when they're ready."

"Aye sir."

"Is this my galaxy or yours?"

The Eshirians had seen nothing like it. There was no comparison to the sheer irony of the invader being invaded. The Cassiopeans now had allied forces stabbing through them like a dagger.


"Sir...we've got allied forces jumping out of this galaxy..."

"What? Where?! We haven't even seen a piece of the action yet! What the hell kind of invasion was that?!"

"Ummm, sorry sir, but allied forces took out the USD, and now the Cassiopeans are retreating back to their home galaxy. Allied forces in hot pursuit. The Mini's are already engaging them, and the Godulans, as ever, are doing their own thing."

"*Sigh*, well, whatever's going on, we're not missing out on it again. Plot coordinates, and set jump for the Cassiopeans Galaxy."

"Where...exactly?"

"Aw hell, ensign, they own an entire galaxy for Gods sake, jump anywhere, and we'll find a fight."

"Yes, sir...Sorry, sir. FTL drives spun and ready."

"Execute jump."


Within seconds, the entire Eshirian Armada appeared inside a random pocket of the CassGal, somewhere near the core. Shields were raised, PD/O drones were deployed, Mass fields set in place, Nanobot mists were generated, and nearby systems were scanned. All ships capable of cloaking did so, and static D turrets were warped in, creating a large perimeter around what was now the Eshirian staging ground in the CassGal.

"Get ready ya ugly bastards..."

Suddenly a dimensional portal opened and a third imperial fleet arrived. This was the fleet from the Godular systems that originally assisted in the genesis of the Kythons. The ships cleared the dimensional aperture and hesitated to get their bearings.

“I see we are too late to help with kicking their asses. The dogs are running away. Contact the Vice Admiral and find out what he wants us to do.”

“I have him online now.”

This is Admiral B’Ton, we have arrived. What do you want us to do?

Help Godular in neutralizing the crippled USD. Then follow us. We have a G’Than’Dehr to complete.

Yes Sir, at once.

The newly arrived fleet headed for the bulk of the crippled USD. As the ships approached it, they began to disintegrate into a cloud of seeming tiny objects. The swarm of Kythons attacked the wreckage, it took on a black sheen as it was infected and converted into Balrogga-strain Kythons.

They hyperjumped into the enemy territory, and then moved on the first world they saw. They then opened fire on the defenses of the first Cassiopean world they encountered with a flurry of Demolisher Gun blasts....upgunned Warp Cannons, these monsters had tasted blood in the Vong Civil War, and would again teach the enemy not to mess around with the friends of Socialism.

The Coriolani then assembled around the planet, and as they did so, began plotting strategy for later. The other elements were moving in, so the NDers had to move, and fast.

The Red Lions, joined with the Walken moved to help the Miehmish forces, moving in from the side and dumping Demolisher Gun and Warp Cannon shots at the enemy, in particular, the Allegiance SSDs and the Eclipse. The others, meanwhile, were the subject of intense spreads of People's Hammer torpedoes fired into groups of ships and remotely detonated.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Corioliani stayed put and worked on pummeling the defenses of the planet they were at. They also eyed the planets nearby, and marked them for conquest.

Transmission to Balroggan forces:

The Cassieopieans are enetering our space under FTL. We require reinforcements, as most of our forces are committed to the destruction of the Cassieopiean scum. What forces remain are still not fully mobilized, or are Corporate Fleets, not under the direct control of the Dominion. We need aid.

The Imperium was Soon Blowing Up, The Ship was Dead and about to be Scrap. But one Fighter was Running, Cas'rai's own Starfighter, With Powerful Shields and Armor and Powerful Weapons, was Running to get away from The FTLi Field and Back to Darkkaan.

Chimaera was also Running like No Tomorrow. after failing to Get though the FTLi of The enemy. Chimaera was leaveing for Good.

The War was over.

I.S.S. Anubis - Main Bridge

"Damn! I wanted to try to capture that ship for SeaQuest!"

"Agreed. What a shameless waste of a nice ship."

"Yes, while we may not have been able to fully crew her for some time, we could have still locked her into orbit around Altera."

"Agreed."

"Activate the main gun. I'm pissed and I want to blow some crud up."

"Aye, sir."

"Send a warning message to allied ships and have all allied capital ships and fighters get clear."

"Understood. Transmitting now."

"With only two of the Eyes, we may not be that effective as we should be against capital ships, but we will vape the enemy fighters."

Messages

Coded broadcast to all allied craft only (code based on Alteran language):

Attention! All allied capital ships and fighters need to get clear. We are about to engage the main weapon. Minimum safe distance is one-hundred kilomters. Please retreat to a safe distance.

Exterior

The Anubis slowed to a full stop. The centeral core of the Anubis rose up and the triangular flaps hinged around the edges moved out to a form a horizontal top section. As this was happening, the lower half of the ship slid down on the hinges on the ends of the 'arms'. The entire process took only a couple of seconds to complete. After it was complete golden arcs of lighting-like energy started to arc from the centeral core and petals as the main weapon of the Anubis charged up.

Main Bridge

"General, main weapon deployed and charging. Estimating five seconds till we are able to fire."

"Let me know the moment we are able to fire and all allied craft are clear of the blast radius."

"Aye, sir."

"Cease anti-fighter fire. Try to get the enemy fighters to focus on us alone."

"As you wish, General."

Messages

Broadcast to remaining enemy fighters launched from the Imperium:

Attention, Cassiopeian fighters. Care to test your metal against us? Or do you not have the balls for it? Come on and try your luck. Or are you too scared to even try? Come and get us.

Exterior

All anti-fighter and point defense weapons shut down as the Anubis waits for the remaining parts of the enemy fighter swarm to start swarming them.

OOC: Sorry, don't have a pic of the Anubis in this main weapon mode.
Note: F.T.L. doesn't work in this mode.

The Vice Admiral just signed off with the third fleet when he received another message.


The Cassieopieans are enetering our space under FTL. We require reinforcements, as most of our forces are committed to the destruction of the Cassieopiean scum. What forces remain are still not fully mobilized, or are Corporate Fleets, not under the direct control of the Dominion. We need aid.

“Damn, we need to strike them in their heart. Hmmm… I know.

Moments later a message was sent to Mini Miehm.

“We hear your request for aid against these invaders. We cannot afford to spare an entire fleet seeing as we need to strike their heart before they can crawl deep within the doles they call their dens. None the less, we will send you aid. It should arrive within ten minutes.”

Ten minutes later a wormhole erupted into existence and three ships were disgorged from its maw before it collapsed and disappeared.

The three ships faded from view as they Uplifted into T-Space. They sat in wait of the incoming fleet.



OOC: ...be patient and you will see…

Two thousand years. Two thousand years since the ancients were put to rest. Two thousand years since No Endorse had been any larger than it was now. Two thousand years since a full-scale invasion.

No more. From within the border of No Endorse streamed a seemingly endless supply of warships. Two thousand five hundred powerful vessels had been organized into two formations, bearing the Eagle of Clan Talon, the Flame of the Inferno, or the Shield of Clan Laski.

With long guns, broad shields, and high crests, the fleet tore across into the open void. Command had fallen to three ships: the Daybreak stayed at home, on rearguard with a small but suficient foce. The Midnight, her Eclipse-class sistership, commanded Fleet Alpha, the main arm of the God's riteous fury. And the bastard sentient dreadnought, the Godsend, controlled Fleet Beta, a secondary but no less deadly incarnation of the wrath of the Forge.

They tore into Hyper, their long shapes twisting Space-Time viciously as they crossed the dimensional wall, every ship transmitting a powerful signal aimed at the Cassiopeia Galaxy. Every frequency that possibly could be was covered, with intensity enough to be heard at the ends of the Multiverse.

Wake up, foolish prey. Wake up. You have left our lands, and for that, we are quite thankful. Now, we are to pay you a visit. Wake up, for the vengance of the Gods does not like to wait on sleepy defenders.

Man your walls, and watch them fall. Go to Full Alert, and see us rend your forces as easily as the Master forged the Old Ones. We are coming.

Come Allies, come Enemies, come all. Let us feast on the ripe pleanty that has been set before us.

The Godulans were perhaps the last of the groups to arrive in the Cassiopeian theatre, but when they did, they did so in grand fashion.

Two full battlefleets, the entirety of the Godulan StarNavy forces present in the area around No Endorse, materialized approximately a tenth of a Galactic radius away from the Cassiopeia Galaxy's core. They were here to exact retribution. A treaty of surrender had been broken, and a state of war had returned between the two nations.

The Heighliners materialized shortly afterwards.

Sensor readouts were overlaid with already acquired intelligence of the Galactic Core, and the Godulan fleet immediately began operations, splitting into its two forces and commencing probabiilty calculations to assault the nearest and most populous Cassiopeian worlds.

The Archonal Command ship was a blur of activity as invasion strategies were worked through and categorized. Contingencies and contingencies for contingencies were formulated, target prioritizations were taken and acted upon, today would be a very strange day for the Godulan forces. From defender to invader to conqueror all in one day...

The Kythons were closing in uncomfortably close to the fleeing fighter. Their whirling purple cutting disks where charged with dimensional energy, able to slice through the most resilient of substances. The dimensional fractures contained within those violet containment beams would create fractures and them separation of even molecular bonds.



The Thoth waited with its small escort while her children were chasing down its prey. The Vice Admiral was impatient and wished to get on with the G’Than’Dehr. The hunt was stirring old emotions of days long past, by several millennium. The urges were almost primal but they were given up when the Ta’Nar left that dark noisy chaos behind and pursued the path to enlightenment. The G’Than’Dehr was one of the deepest traditions they still possessed from the Ancient Days when even Demons held it taboo to attack one of them. The hunt was his total focus, but with the intelligence of a Ta’Nar behind it making it the most deadly of traditions in existence.

“Order the Kythons to meet with the other fleet. The Thoth will remain here to capture that ship. The BelDragos will pick me up and we will continue to the Cassiopeia Galaxy. You will follow with the remaining fleet after it is done feeding.”

A short time later the main fleet called for a wormhole to the Cassiopeia Galaxy. The fleet was aiming for a populated area and used their sensors to locate one. They were to make a path of darkness straight to the TCG Homeworld littered with dead planets and burnt out stars.



OOC:

I cannot go further in any of the theaters without TCG posting.

the sephrion fleet recloaked the 12 warships heading up the alied force
coms to all friendly forces leave assaulting the caspienan ground forces to me
coms to endrose we are ready to strike

"Is this my galaxy or yours?"

The Eshirians had seen nothing like it. There was no comparison to the sheer irony of the invader being invaded. The Cassiopeans now had allied forces stabbing through them like a dagger.


"Sir...we've got allied forces jumping out of this galaxy..."

"What? Where?! We haven't even seen a piece of the action yet! What the hell kind of invasion was that?!"

"Ummm, sorry sir, but allied forces took out the USD, and now the Cassiopeans are retreating back to their home galaxy. Allied forces in hot pursuit. The Mini's are already engaging them, and the Godulans, as ever, are doing their own thing."

"*Sigh*, well, whatever's going on, we're not missing out on it again. Plot coordinates, and set jump for the Cassiopeans Galaxy."

"Where...exactly?"

"Aw hell, ensign, they own an entire galaxy for Gods sake, jump anywhere, and we'll find a fight."

"Yes, sir...Sorry, sir. FTL drives spun and ready."

"Execute jump."


Within seconds, the entire Eshirian Armada appeared inside a random pocket of the CassGal, somewhere near the core. Shields were raised, PD/O drones were deployed, Mass fields set in place, Nanobot mists were generated, and nearby systems were scanned. All ships capable of cloaking did so, and static D turrets were warped in, creating a large perimeter around what was now the Eshirian staging ground in the CassGal.

"Get ready ya ugly bastards..."

Sadly, The Part of The Core they were in was near a planet Known as Ranitaiano, One of The Big Naval Bases, with 67 Imperial Class Star Destroyers, 67,000 Raven Fighters and one Eclipse Super Star Destroyer. and a FTLi Field around The system. The other Planets were Uninhabited.

And they had a Cloak-Detection System.

The Vice Admiral just signed off with the third fleet when he received another message.



“Damn, we need to strike them in their heart. Hmmm… I know.

Moments later a message was sent to Mini Miehm.



Ten minutes later a wormhole erupted into existence and three ships were disgorged from its maw before it collapsed and disappeared.

The three ships faded from view as they Uplifted into T-Space. They sat in wait of the incoming fleet.



OOC: ...be patient and you will see…

OOC: Fun stuff. I need to develop an ANSWER to things like this though, not just respond with my standard Fleet Mobilization...

IC:

Reply:

Thank you. We bvelieve they are targeting the mining world of Umoja. Wherever they strike, any reinforcements should be enough to stop them cold... We will inform the Protectorate Fleets that there will soon be aid on the way.

Sadly, The Part of The Core they were in was near a planet Known as Ranitaiano, One of The Big Naval Bases, with 67 Imperial Class Star Destroyers, 67,000 Raven Fighters and one Eclipse Super Star Destroyer. and a FTLi Field around The system. The other Planets were Uninhabited.

And they had a Cloak-Detection System.

(OOC: Thanks for posting TGC. Note that the things I'm doing here are only possible because I have my fleet here. Normal fleet deployments are nowhere near this level.)

IC:

"Uh...Sir..."

"*Sigh...*What now ensign.?"

"Looks like you're going to get that fight..."

"Oh really?"

The ensign pointed to a holo-display listing all the scanned forces in the area.

"HAHAHAHAHA!! That's IT?! Alright, let's level this playing field, Front line forces, converge on that planet. Engage the FTLi inhibitor. Have half the fleet stay behind, and defend our staging grounds. DSADS."

"Aye, sir!"

A standard attack scheme was put into action. This time, following the Home Guard's favorite DSADS Attack scheme, or Death Star Against Dust Speck. A fleet wide shield was activated, similar to the Godulan voidshield in basic operation, though far less powerful. Superweapons of sufficient power would still punch through.

"All Siege Guns, FIRE!"

After moving into range, from across the combined fleet, a wall of light, stretching nearly an AU, barrelled towards the lone planet. The destructive power of the seige guns was immense, rivaling that of the combined star energy output of a small sector, and perfectly capable of vaporizing a planet. No asteroid field, just clean destruction.

The vessels equipped with FTLi inhibtors, began jumping to the other side of the star system, though due to the strength of the TGC FTLi, it was done in incredibly small hops. Cloaked vessels, detecting that their cloak had been compromised, threw down subtlety, and began to fire off, energy shield ignoring ArcFire torpedos, equipped with small quasar detonators. Each would set off tiny quasars which, should the shield penetration fail, suck away shields, and even leave behind micro blackholes in the blast radius.

Probes from around the fleet began searching for the location of the system FTLi generator, while fighter clouds numbering nearly slightly over a million were deployed to escort them, and Behemo Grand vessels just entering the system.

The half of the fleet left behind sent around 20 Colossus class Planetary Strike Cruisers, followed by the Nanobot mists deployed around the perimeter towards the uninhabited worlds.

The 3 Behemo Grand vessels, each around 25 KM long were the only three in the entire Eshirian fleet. Their main purpose was to serve as uberships, and, Eclipse killers. From long range, their main guns, around 1 km large, began hammering away at the Eclipse in the system. Though the broadside was only 15 main guns each Behemo Grand, their smaller secondary guns, and their 20 km long axial guns more than made up for the power gap, delivering a punishing barrage that would rip a star to shreds. Topping it all, the Eshirians activated their own system wide FTLi after all ships had reached their assigned destinations.

"And you know ensign, all this may still not even scratch them. Though..."
The commander paused as he watched a small AU sized energy barrage. "I'd be surprised...very...surprised..."

The fleet drifted slowly in the solar winds. They had just arrived from No Endorse, in pursuit of The Cassopeia Galaxy, the nation that had just failed in invading No Endorse.

The invaders were challenged with a G’Than’Dehr, the ritualistic Genocidal war from the ancient Ta’Nar past. The Cassiopeian ships did not heed their warning, but ignored it instead. The result was the destruction of the TCG Ultra Star Destroyer as allied fleets converged upon the behemoth.

Even the Empress was hard pressed to escape and as yet her fate remained questionable because her fighter was being surrounded by Kythons of both the Balrogga and Godular origins. The potential loss of both would be a stab in the heart for the morale of the invaders. They had lost much and now things were to get worse.

Several of the allied fleets followed the fleeing ships back to their home. The Godular forces jumped into the heart of the galaxy to begin their own campaign, Kyanges took their fleet into the enemy territory, as well as No Endorse and Mini Miehm. The Cassiopeia Galaxy had several fleets knocking upon their doors demanding the piper to be paid.

The Imperial fleet commanded by Vice Admiral R’Venj exited their wormhole in a backwards out of the way system. They did not know what was here but they neither cared. They were here because of the G’Than’Dehr.

“I want everything here destroyed. We promised them cracked planets and dead stars. We have to give it to them. Send out the swarms. I want everything here scouted and devoured.”

Most of the fleet ships simply disintegrated into clouds of Kythons. Inky black darkness spread from them as they swarmed into the system, looking for something to eat, anything to eat.

all cloaked ships head for thier nearest base our assault force will stike thier and we will toattaly wipe them out no mercy ordered the warrior king the 12 warships of the sephrion empire entered transwarp and emerged whe the ballrogians were open fire on the enmy scum he oreder
alllt the warships be bagan a photon torpedo barrage on the nearset enemy vessel

The swarm of ebony death converged on several of the asteroids floating in the belt between the third and fourth planets. After a few minutes they were reduced to their component elements and stored for replication purposes. The wave of Kythons swept past the ones feeding on the asteroids until they reached the next planet. Over the next few hours, the swarm spread through the system, stripping the surfaces of the planets and moons of anything they could find.

After the swarm was less restless, they flew back to where The BelDragos waited. The ebony forms danced around the carrier for several minutes. They then began to gather into individual colonies and their limbs locked together, forming struts, armor, hulls and other parts of the ships. The fleet was again whole and larger thanks to the replication factors.

“Take us on a course to each planet. I made them a promise and I intend on keeping it.”

Upon arriving at the first planet, the BelDragos stopped in orbit. The carrier hovered in a close orbit, almost like a bird or prey looking down from above. Suddenly a dozen purple beams stabbed downward. They struck the ground and continued to the core. They carefully cut in a circular pattern crossing the other circles the rest were making. This left an area extremely weak and the internal pressures of the core finally had someplace to escape. The eruptions caused the planet to tilt on its axis, a crown of molten magma glowing on it’s dark face as it bleed it’s life’s blood from the wound.

The BelDragos left orbit and continues onto the next planet. The gas giant was almost twice as large as Jupiter. The fleet followed the command ship as it approached the doomed planet. Once in orbit, the SGE was raised into position and a space minus tap was established. The power channeled through the Mirage Drive and it formed a singularity. The Grav Cannon launched the singularity deep into the core of the planet. The point of nothingness fell, devouring a path through both atmosphere and core as it passed. The singularity passed the central point and it slowly changed direction eating a path as it passed around the center of the gravitational well of the planet. Material continuously flowed into the empty maw, draining the planet and causing the crust to crack. As the atmosphere began to drain away, the planet became smaller and eventually there was nothing left.

The ships went from planet to planet leaving each a ruined wreck. After the last, the ships approached the star. The SGEs were again fired up and several were launched into the core of the sun. Several more were launched until there were over two dozen singularities feeding off the stellar core like a swarm of Kythons. The fleet Uplifted and moved off to the next system, leaving a mortally wounded star orbited by cracked and devoured planets.

As the ships faded into existence in the next system, they began to scan for targets. Behind them the wounded star died in a collapse of the singularities and it flickered out, a dying neutron star.

The swarm of ebony death converged on several of the asteroids floating in the belt between the third and fourth planets. After a few minutes they were reduced to their component elements and stored for replication purposes. The wave of Kythons swept past the ones feeding on the asteroids until they reached the next planet. Over the next few hours, the swarm spread through the system, stripping the surfaces of the planets and moons of anything they could find.

After the swarm was less restless, they flew back to where The BelDragos waited. The ebony forms danced around the carrier for several minutes. They then began to gather into individual colonies and their limbs locked together, forming struts, armor, hulls and other parts of the ships. The fleet was again whole and larger thanks to the replication factors.

“Take us on a course to each planet. I made them a promise and I intend on keeping it.”

Upon arriving at the first planet, the BelDragos stopped in orbit. The carrier hovered in a close orbit, almost like a bird or prey looking down from above. Suddenly a dozen purple beams stabbed downward. They struck the ground and continued to the core. They carefully cut in a circular pattern crossing the other circles the rest were making. This left an area extremely weak and the internal pressures of the core finally had someplace to escape. The eruptions caused the planet to tilt on its axis, a crown of molten magma glowing on it’s dark face as it bleed it’s life’s blood from the wound.

The BelDragos left orbit and continues onto the next planet. The gas giant was almost twice as large as Jupiter. The fleet followed the command ship as it approached the doomed planet. Once in orbit, the SGE was raised into position and a space minus tap was established. The power channeled through the Mirage Drive and it formed a singularity. The Grav Cannon launched the singularity deep into the core of the planet. The point of nothingness fell, devouring a path through both atmosphere and core as it passed. The singularity passed the central point and it slowly changed direction eating a path as it passed around the center of the gravitational well of the planet. Material continuously flowed into the empty maw, draining the planet and causing the crust to crack. As the atmosphere began to drain away, the planet became smaller and eventually there was nothing left.

The ships went from planet to planet leaving each a ruined wreck. After the last, the ships approached the star. The SGEs were again fired up and several were launched into the core of the sun. Several more were launched until there were over two dozen singularities feeding off the stellar core like a swarm of Kythons. The fleet Uplifted and moved off to the next system, leaving a mortally wounded star orbited by cracked and devoured planets.

As the ships faded into existence in the next system, they began to scan for targets. Behind them the wounded star died in a collapse of the singularities and it flickered out, a dying neutron star.


Everyone look at the Nations makeing Fools of them selves!