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Maldaathi goes Future Tech.

Prologue:

A small team of explorers walked behind their makeshift sandbag bunker and knelt on the floor. After the recent discovery of the tropical archipelago, some 700 miles east, southeast off the Buroth coast, crews of salvagers and explorers flocked to scavenge what they could from the reported 97,000-year-old ruins.

“Explosive Charges set.”

“Confirmed. All men behind the bags!” His colleague called.

At the command, several of the demolitionists rushed behind other makeshift barricades erected during the operation and nodded a strong nod.

“Prime Charges.” A well-decorated soldier called as he lifted the detonator’s safeguard mechanism.

The soldier squeezed the button down tight and was met by a less than humble explosion that tore the cache door from its foundations. Pieces of heated metal showered the small team who were safely crowded behind their barricades. After the rain of metal ended the team stood and carefully and investigated the remains.

It had been countless years since that cache had been discovered and what it bore changed the face of Maldaathi… forever. The people of Maldaathi, or what was left of them, had abandoned their once fair homeland to move into the distant and cold depths of space. Their old homeland had been transformed into a harsh, barren wasteland after the second Maldaathi Civil War.

The seasoned Navy (Spacial) Admiral Malik Juventes lead his men to war against the Maldaathi Republic and Senate after it decision to end Quaccer Intergalactic Trade Protocol’s after false accusations about the Federation’s doings. But this was not the only reason, for Malik was a Class V Seer and he widely prophesied the downfall of the Republic due to internal corruption and galactic instability.

Present: Year Unknown…

A navy blue robed man stood in front of an oversized mirror mounted on the giant wall in his elegant quarters, trying in vain to smooth over a crease that had suddenly appeared on his sleeve. Behind him stood a heavily armed droid, rust slowly accumulating on various parts of his battle damaged Azure Blue chassis. He stood straight with his spindly legs apart, his clawed hands gripping a similarly damaged blaster rifle. The droid shifted it’s grip on the blaster.

“Hurried Statement: The assembly is about to begin, Master.”

The man turned to the rude droid, the senator tried to reach into his mind to remember the last time AD-93 had its memory wiped.

“Thank you AD-93 but your persistence isn’t needed at this time… but your concern is noted.” He added with a pleasant smile.

The droid’s eyes grew into a menacing shade of crimson before returning to their natural Orange-Red state.

“Condescending Answer: Master you know my behavioral programming fails to allow me to understand your dull humor.”

The man scoffed at his own foolishness before donning his Senatorial Helm, a sign of his power within the Republic, before turning to his less-than-faithful companion.

“Remember our plan droid or I shall scatter your parts across the galaxy!”

“Mockery: ‘Remember our plan’? Master, you forget that I am unable to forget any details of my mission. It goes against my programming.”

And with that the Senator walked out.

Maldaathi Goes Future Tech

Senate Assembly

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The Senate Assembly had convened in the Republican Address Compound, which was now alive with the voices of the hundreds, if not thousands, or racial Ambassadors. It had been several minutes since the initial declaration of commencement. The compound was several hundreds of levels high, using artificial voice distributors to translate and magnify the sound of each speaker’s voice. In the center of the Assembly stood a pedestal containing a luxurious couch upon which the three most powerful dignitaries were seated. These people were; Chancellor Aosi, a human senator who sat comfortable in his Navy Blue Robes. He lifted the senatorial helm that sat upon his head and wiped sweat from his brow. To his left sat Senatorial Adjudicator Marthias Shaw, Marthias sat in Twilekian Traditional Garments. She was one of the most respected members of the senate in history. Finally to his right sat Minister Agostini, another human senator. Agostini wore similar garments to Aosi. After a few short moments Agostini stood to address the assembly.

“Order, Order! Chancellor Aosi shall now address the Seeenate.”

OOC: is this open or do we just have to wait
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OOC: Sorry, Um I suggest just reading along till the 'plan' happens and you can be free to go nuts... or... something.

*TAG* for participation when the "plan" happens...

If you have any plans that might involve The Balrogga Empire, TG me. I might be able to help you somehow in your RP.

Maldaathi Goes Future Tech

Senatorial Assembly

Chancellor Aosi stood to his full 6"11 stature before looking around at those who had convened for the emergency assembly, all helpless meatbags waiting to be slaughtered. He removed his hands from the sleeves on his robe and raised both hands to usher the anxious congregation to silence.

"Ambassadors, Representatives and Observers of the Senate," he begun. "I know that many of you have come directly out of your way to attend today and for this I will leave you in the shadows, no more."

Aosi lowered his arms into the pockets running parallel to his legs.

"I have called the Senate to this emergency meeting today to discuss one thing." He stopped for dramatical value before repeating his last words again. "One thing has brought us here today, and that is the impeding threat of Malik Juvenetes and his men on the Far Reaches."

With this statement the thousands of sentients burst into hurried conversations in their native tongues. It had long been noted that the topic of Admiral Malik’s betrayal of the Republic was Taboo in the Senate.

“The time has come where we must break away from the Republic, let us no longer live in slums. Join with our brothers in arms, join with Lord Malik!”

The assembly rose in an uproar. Aosi was confused, didn’t these people want to live prosperous lives under the Lord’s reign?

“You wish to defy Malik?”

Through the massive yells that were echoing off the auditorium walls there was an unmistakable war cry of ‘Kill the betrayer!’. It echoed in Chancellor Aosi’s ears and it made him furious.

“This day, by choosing to side with the Republic, you have doomed yourselves and your children.”

The two senators on Aosi’s platform made a grab for him but were floored as AD-93 initiated it’s Assassination Protocols and detonated a pair of Thorium Charges located on the 57th Floor. The force of the explosion knocked most in the auditorium to the ground, except Aosi who still stood strong in the middle of the podium, seething with fury. He turned to Agostini and drew his long blade.

“Agostini, you shall be the first to fall in the Republic War.”

Aosi drew his blade down on the neck of the crouching senator, decapitating him in a swift action. His head flew lazily through the air before plummeting some 40 levels to the hard ground below.

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The Black Wind


The massive black warship lurched forward, as Emperor Azariel sat back in his throne on the bridge and stared forward, brushing some white hair out of his eyes. All around him the children of Darius and his most loyal followers walked across the massive bridge doing maintainance checks. A younger looking girl, sat idly by staring at the Emperor as she input something onto a console.

"Emperor!" A guard shouted as he rushed in, an excited look on his face as he broke into a bow, nearly tripping, "We've found another possibly conflict zone! What are your orders?"

Azariel had been looking for a spark of conflict to help improve his national standing, but had so far been forced to move from place to place constantly, as the Triumvirate hunted them down even during the massive civil war taking place. So, with a smile on his face he leaned back and pointed a hand forward, his blue eyes focusing on the monitor as the target area lit up.

"I suppose all we can do is move forward. Hopefully, our honor will help hold us through before the rest of the Triumvirate find us. Perhaps we can get some repairs in order as well?"

"Yes sir."


And with that, the massive three ships jolted forward, immediately disappearing as they made their uneventful approach to the Maldaathi Systems.

Maldaathi Goes Future Tech

B92-1 Orbital Space Station, Orbitting Yatze

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On board the less than luxurious B92-1 Orbital Station, several radar array's had picked up several unknown ships who were estimated to pass through Yatze's atmosphere if they continued on their current vector. This sent the station and the planet below into red alert and into a mass haste to scramble defensive craft.

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The Black Wind, upon noticing the sudden posisitioning of the craft in Maldaathi space quickly began to send messages to them in every known language, quickly adding new ones from possible satellites and the like. If it didn't come through, they were more than capable of defending themselves, at least enough so as to escape.



Greetings, this is the Black Wind! We've come across your system in need of refueling and repairs, and have taken note that there appears to be some sort of possible conflict happening, or about to happen. While this may or may not concern us, it would greatly please me if you could inform me about anything relating to this. Perhaps our forces may be of assistance?

If you can neither assist in our refueling nor would like to tell us about your current troubles, then we are more than happy to stay relatively far from your space.

Emperor Azariel

Maldaathi Goes Future Tech

B92-1 Orbital Space Station, Orbitting Yatze

The signal from the Nili ships was received as the Yatze Space Marines began to mobilize.

"General Moff, we have received signals from the incoming ships. They claim to be Nili ships in distress, requesting refuelling and repairs."http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f352/Maldaathi/trooper.jpg

The General was known for being a ruthless tactician and his stance, the way he talked and walked showed his arrogance. Though the General was only a commander in the Army, which had a reputation for being the least honourable of the 3 Military Divisions.

"Allow them to dock on B92-1. Have a team of Troopers at their bay on standby."

The Radar Technician nodded and hastily typed out a message to be sent to the Nili ships.

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Senatorial Assembly

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Through the smouldering wreckage walked in several AD-93 units with the sole purpose to slaughter as many organic's in the auditorium as possible. The Senate Guards had been incapacitated moments before the explosions rocked the assembly, the same explosion that had killed many senators. The AD-93 units began to spray blaster rounds into the fleeing masses, cutting down all who were misfortunate enough to get in their way.

Meanwhile Chancellor Aosi had killed another colleague, this time he murdered Marthias Shaw in a brutal fashion, her incoherent gibberings for her life still rung in Aosi's ears. He sheathed his sword into its hidden scabbard and started to input commands into the podium computer.

"AD-93, continue the attack until I regroup with you later." Aosi called to his servant, utilizing the still operational voice magnifyer.

The collasal ships slowly moved forward, though kept their shields up and had their weapons readied just to be safe. Though they were assured of the strength of the Black Wind, it was always better to be wary of things such as this. Obviously if they did allow them to repair and refuel, they would more than likely try to take the ships for themselves, or at least make a request. Foreigners were like that.

The seven kilometre ship slowly made way to the designated dock, followed by the significantly smaller other ships.

Maldaathi Goes Future Tech

B92-1 Orbital Space Station, Hangar 3

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A Platoon of Marines watched as the crew of several Nili ships disembarked into Hangar 3. From behind the heavily armed marines stepped out a strangely dressed frog-like diplomat. It bowed and waited for the Commander in Charge to step forward.

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Senatorial Assembly

Aosi hit the 'Return' button on the command console before sitting on the blood stained couch and began to wait for the podium to reach the bottom level. Aosi's hands were stained with blood. He poked his head over the side of the podium to be greeted with a blaster bolt scraping his cheek, sending a seering pain through his body. At the bottom stood a small group of Senate Guardians.

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Aosi wouldn't stand a chance when he was alone and only armed with a blade. He began to panic.

"A-A-AD-93, I need assistance at the bottom of the Auditorium..." He blubbered quickly into his commlink.

"Sympathizing Answer: Master, I sympathize with your predicament but I nor my copies can lend any assistance."

"You... I order you to help me. Now!"

"Mockery: Master you are a fool. Lord Malik wanted you out of the picture after this Senatorial Revolt. This saves me the trouble of ending your miserable life myself."

Aosi was speechless, he had given his comfortable life away only to be betrayed. The podium reached the ground and in the blink of an eye, Aosi was cut down by a hail of blaster fire. His face still in a state of shock and the podium soaked in the blood of the three most high ranking senators in the Republic.

a claoked star destroyer observed Maldaathi
send them a hail
# hail brothers in the star this is the sephrion star destroyer spear of the empire

The Imperator Fleet moved slowly into the system, a small blue green world a head of them, The Witch Finder Generals were stood looking at it through a vast view screen, Captain Organus was stood with them, as his fleet moved ever closer towards the system...

"The Technoplague has been traced to this system, A number of small Commercial Vessels have been identified as Positive Infestations" Organus spoke, his voice was dry and coarse, he sounded ill... but was of perfect health, his grey skin looked diseased, but of course he was fine...

"What about the Planet?" a Witch Finder General spoke, his voice was similar to Organus's, but a cloth mask obscured his face...

"The Scanners picked up several readings indicating an Infested Freighter landed Several days ago..."

The Witch Finder clenched his fist, and hit the table in anger...

"Then We are too late... Ready your weapons, there is only one course of action..."

"I would expect nothing less, Witch Finder General..." Organus spoke bowing low as the Witch Finders left the Bridge..

"Ensign.." Organus spoke turning to an officer sat by a console...

"Yes Captain.."

"Ready weapons and take the fleet into High Orbit"

"As you wish Captain" The young ensign spoke, his voice was similar to Organus's and attribute of all Federals, their voice was dry and coarse made so by the harsh climate of Gedi Prime, their home world.... A Dark world of death and despair... made so by the Technomage war thousands of Millenia ago...

The Fleet began to move closer to the planet, multiple vessels of all kinds of ships, Missile cruisers, Battle Cruisers, Fortress Class vessels all designed for war...

Turrets swung into place as the vessels were now locked in a high orbit, their weapons trained on the planet below...

"Captain... The Fleet is Ready..." The officer spoke

"You may fire when ready..."



In an instant the entire fleet opened fire on the planet below, vast turrets launching ordinance onto the planets surface, Nuclear Weapons, designed to purge the planet of all life, barrel after barrel bloomed in crimson fire as the vast shells were depositited neatly onto settled areas, weapon after weapon...

withing a few minutes of the Orbital Bombardment commencing, ripples of fire began to spread out across the planet below, huge waves of destruction, a conflagration, an malestrom of destruction... the fleet continued to fire, weapon after weapon, round after round, deveasting the world... Virus Bombs carpeted the planet, destroying all life with an evil like tendril, killing all that it touched... more nuclear ordinace was despatched onto the crust, until finaly the bombardment had ended.

The Bombardment lasted Several Hours before finaly coming to a stop...

below fires still raged, the air entire planet was ablaze its clouds and oxygen ignited by the sheer power of the weapons...

slowly the fleet moved away... leaving this planet a ball of fire... a devestated inferno...

Prima Purgatis....

Urgent Hologram to Unidentified Hostile Fleet in 69 Million known languages

Warnings to the Unidentified Fleet in Sector Yi, your fleet has committed an act of war against an Maldaathi planet. Should you refuse to surrender yourselves and your ships, the Republic and Maldaathi will have no choice but to destroy your fleet before identifying the origin of your ships and launching a full scale attack on your homeworld.

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Captain Organus looked at the hologram with distaste, his black eyes surveyed the destruction of the small planet, War was Acceptable, it was a nessesity when working for such a cause, and these Things, these Metahuman's, beings that toyed with a creature so powerfull they can bring down whole empires...

Organus simply turned the Hologram off before it had finished playing the message... they knew nothing of this mission... and would not understand...

"Keep the Fleet on Course, Inform me of any Anomalies..."

The Officer nodded before returning to his console, the Scanners continued to monitor deep space, looking for the slightest hint of Technoplagues...

[Metahuman - Sub Human]

Maldaathi Goes Future Tech

It had been 4 Standard Hours since the Hologram was first transmitted and there was still no response from the Hostile Fleet. Not only was their no response the fleet showed signs of closing in on further Republican planets. This raised alarm in the Emergency Council and it was decided to spare no punch. A Armada would be sent to deal with the threat's ASAP.

An Unknown Threat

Capital Ship Executor class Star Dreadnought
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Personel: 279,144 Crew Members, 15,590 Gunners
Length: 19,000 Metres
Armament: 5,000 Heavy Defensive Turrets, 5,000 Heavy Offensive Turrets (Coaxial), 5,000 Ion Batteries
Complement: 38,000 Marines, 3,000 Starfighters
Shields: High Strength Absorbtion and Deflection Shield

7 Justice Class Destroyers
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Personel: 3,500 Crew Members, 975 Gunners
Length: 1,609 Metres
Armament: 225 Heavy Defensive Turrets, 450 Heavy Offensive Turrets, 300 Ion Batteries, 12 Missile Tubes, 100 Automated ASC Missile Rigs
Complement: 500 Marines, 100 Starfighters, 50 Bombers, 10 Ship-to-Ship Shuttles, 5 Marine Landing Craft
Shields: High Strength Deflection Shield

11 Athena Class Military Cruisers
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Personel: 5,156 Crew Members, 279 Gunners
Armament: 29 Defense Turrets, 36 Ion Batteries, 12 Torpedo Bays, 53 Offensive Turrets
Complement:10, 13 Ship Starfighter Squadrons
Shields: High Strength Deflection Shield

2 Fist Class Heavy Siege Platforms
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Personel: 250 Crew Members/Gunners
Armament: 1 Anti-matter cannon (central), 2 Rail Guns (Forward), 2 EMG Cannons (Rear), 50 Automated ASC Missile Rigs, 7 Missile Launch Tubes
Complement: 75 Marines, 15 Starfighters
Shields: High Strength Absorbtion Shield

Starfighters
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Personel: 1 Pilot
Armament: 2 Forward Facing Heavy Lasers, 1 Coaxial Medium Laser, 4 Missile Bays
Complement: None
Shields: Minor Deflector Shield

OOC: Would you even be able to accomodate the Black Wind? Its about 7+kilometers long. Not to mention the width. If not just say they're using the shuttles to go into the hangar.

Eventually, after thousands upon thousands of armed soldiers and crew members exited the first ship, EmperorAzariel himself made his way out, wearing a combat suit hiding all but his head. Inside, thousands more were still ready, should anything go wrong they would fire off everything they had at once. The Harmony Class ships would likewise do the same. The fact that the massive ship behind them was several kilometers long made it impossible to track how many soldiers and personnel were still inside.

"Greetings..." He finally stated with a slight bow, keeping his eye on the marines.

the spear of the mpire decloaked her sheilds and her weapons wer energized

OOC: Would you even be able to accomodate the Black Wind? Its about 7+kilometers long. Not to mention the width. If not just say they're using the shuttles to go into the hangar.

Eventually, after thousands upon thousands of armed soldiers and crew members exited the first ship, EmperorAzariel himself made his way out, wearing a combat suit hiding all but his head. Inside, thousands more were still ready, should anything go wrong they would fire off everything they had at once. The Harmony Class ships would likewise do the same. The fact that the massive ship behind them was several kilometers long made it impossible to track how many soldiers and personnel were still inside.

"Greetings..." He finally stated with a slight bow, keeping his eye on the marines.

OOC: Of course we could accomodate it, how would we accomodate our own ships otherwise? I could find a super large pic but the one I have is a good example.

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I am still following this, waiting for the right time to enter...

OOC: Add HazarD.MethoD@hotmail.com to your MSN to discuss plans. Everyone (except Seph) has.

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OOC: the only reason i need is exploration as I am still a relatively new empire.
IC: a intrepid class light cruiser dropped out of coaxial warp and approched the planet