NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Keep OOC in the sign-up. I know I'm a hypocrit.
IC: One of the big virtues of little ships was their ability to make several warp-jumps in rapid succesion, allowing a kind of "system hop" strategic manouvre. So the Boozian fleet vanished into the warp, safe from everything but its natural perils (which were enough to be going on with, as the Chronosians and the Khurganate had aptly demonstrated), and deployed its independant destroyer squadrons to find a suitable system.

As soon as a lightly defended (lightly defended in space, anyhow, for the Schnapsetruppen still itched for a true battle) star with a habitable planet was located, they dropped back into realspace and charged, letting fly with their massive torpedo salvo, as a message which was by now familiar to the cassiopean swine was transmitted on all frequencies:
"Sieg nach Boozia!"

(OOC: Hataria/TCG, Khurgan was on high alert and knew you were coming. You don't get initiative. Also, you really cannot claim that TFU's actions were godmods - just because WMDs are disallowed doesn't mean you can do everything that would normally provoke WMD retaliation without retribution. Like missile strikes, for example.)

Eventually the Hakurabi decided that it was probably a better idea to simply do as the PROHT was doing - overt apathy.

The fleets were recalled and stealthy probes were sent around watching the events that were taking place.

In other news, Hakurabi snack foods consumption has recently tripled.

The complete lack of response from the other four hostage systems puzzled the commanders in charge. The images of the first planet drifting out of its orbit were broadcast through out the systems of the other four. There was nothing from them. No transmissions of any kind. The technologists checked to be sure they received the broadcasts and verified the images were being shown on every channel of the vid system as well as the messages that were sent being broadcast in an interference signal over all the audio broadcasts.

The TCG government did not even try to evacuate the helpless planet. There was hours to days left before the Cassiopeians would be freezing to death and no ships were being moved in any sort of attempt to save them. As a matter of fact, the ships in the system have not moved since before they arrived. All traffic was halted. It was as if they were watching the episode of The Twilight Zone where the guy woke up and found the world frozen in time. Only the difference is the citizens of the planets were undergoing their daily activities, they were just mindless in their actions as if whatever sentience that drove their individuality was strangely absent.



Near the fleeing fleet followed from Earth:


The Frigates were in position and all ordinances were loaded and ready. Several of the other ships were also in place. When the time was ready, all hell would break loose. The timer counted down.

When the appointed moment finally arrived, a single broadcast was transmitted to the Cassiopeian fleet from a single ship..


Attention Cassiopeian Fleet

Your presence here violates the G’Than’Dehr. We must unfortunately destroy you.


At the utterance of the last word, the Torpedo Frigates Emerged from T-Space below the ships opening up with a full salvo of torpedoes. The ships were organized in four groups of about 15 Frigates. Each group took turns Firing, Uplifting, Moving, and Emerging. The result was a seemingly pattern of 15 ships popping about between the fleet and the empty space below. The frigates reloaded and established new target locks while the ships were undergoing their Uplint/Move/Emergance phases. The entire process was coordinated by an AI that was linked to the ships through a Space Minus Uplink to prevent any ships from having collisions. They were also kept at a specific distance from their targets to keep them from materializing in front of any other Torps fired by another ship. Each ship emptied their 20 tubes at the Enemy fleet.

Moments after the first launching of Torps, several ships materialized along the horizon of the fleet and began to fire massive Ion Cannons to cripple the shields and electronics of the Enemy fleet. Each was positioned to their fire would overlap another’s, resulting in several vessels being hit twice or more by the Ion Cannons.



Koranbol:


The fleet continued to scan the system from T-Space, waiting for the results.

The Imperium had warned the Casseiopeians against their actions and were no longer concerned with capturing and attaining territory. A message to went out to all the forces opposing the Casseiopeians and they had decided it was time to put a drastic plan into action. Emperor Nova sttod on his bridge and sent an encoded transmission to Queen Mercer and then turned to his viewscreen and opened a comm,

Message to all forces opposing the Casseiopeians Secret IC to TCG and Hataria

We are readying to deploy he Sun Crusher against their galaxy we suggest you begin extracting your forces to the fringes so that you can mop up thier fleets.

The Imperium had warned the Casseiopeians against their actions and were no longer concerned with capturing and attaining territory. A message to went out to all the forces opposing the Casseiopeians and they had decided it was time to put a drastic plan into action. Emperor Nova sttod on his bridge and sent an encoded transmission to Queen Mercer and then turned to his viewscreen and opened a comm,

Message to all forces opposing the Casseiopeians Secret IC to TCG and Hataria


OOC: can you get on Messenger?

The limo sped all the way to the Governor's Mansion and entered the laser gates. It soon stopped at the front entrance and the ushers and guards poured out. A guard opened the door for General Nadia to get out and two more guards waited to escort her to the Governor's Meeting Hall.

The limo sped all the way to the Governor's Mansion and entered the laser gates. It soon stopped at the front entrance and the ushers and guards poured out. A guard opened the door for General Nadia to get out and two more guards waited to escort her to the Governor's Meeting Hall.

Nadia knew that CoreWorlds would not be so nice with Peace Demands and that Cassiopeia and Hataria wanted This to end right Now. Nadia oly hope that peace would start soon as she walked to the Meeting Hall.

Nadia knew that CoreWorlds would not be so nice with Peace Demands and that Cassiopeia and Hataria wanted This to end right Now. Nadia oly hope that peace would start soon as she walked to the Meeting Hall.
The marblewood doors opened to reveal a large table with refreshments on the side.

"General Nadia. A surprise to see you alive." Governor Sarinon said calmly. "Please, sit. You may have whatever you wish." He waved ha hand towards the delicious food and drink.

The marblewood doors opened to reveal a large table with refreshments on the side.

"General Nadia. A surprise to see you alive." Governor Sarinon said calmly. "Please, sit. You may have whatever you wish." He waved ha hand towards the delicious food and drink.


Nadia sat down on The Chair and Said "I have come at The request of Empress Serena of the Imperial Republic of Hataria to end this war." She soon Grabbed a Apple and Looked at it, Knowing The Coredians, I don't think they would try to poison me She Thought, but she knew that The others would try the Poison Apple to try and Keep the War Going.

But there was another Thing she soon asked "and what do you meen 'Surprised to See me Alive'?"

Gestalt somewhere:

What do we do about the other worlds

They are lost

Dratheria has sent the warning to pull out fleets to keep them from being destroyed

What will he do

What is this Suncrusher

It is supposed to be a sort of singularity device from my understanding

We will order the fleets to Uplift and wait out the deployment of this weapon

Will that satisfy the G’Than’Dehr

TCG will be gone

That will satisfy the G’Than’Dehr

It will be over



Systems near Drakkon:

The four fleets received their orders and Uplifted, taking the four stars with them. The weapon deployed by Dratheria would theoretically wipe out the entire galaxy. There needed to be trophies.

The stars will do fine.

"Rumors from my troops indicated that you died a while ago." The Governor replied, eating a pear. "Anyway, what will you do to end the war?"

Gerspel's comm techs scrambled a message to the Dratherians.
"Oh, for all the god's sakes, doesn't anyone just annex stuff these days. We want our fricking real estate and you go and fire a crazy superweapon at it! I don't know why I even bother."
The fleet vanished back into the warp.

Queen Ran'daria's Fleet soon deicded to find a Destroy The enemy Superweapon and send The Bits Back to the enemy as a Warning. to anyone who wanted to Destroy The Cassiopeian People. The Ships of Her Fleet may not be powerful to blast the enemy Superweapon to bits, but The Superlasers of a Cassiopeia Class Super Star Dreadnought would do the job, and The Wrath would make sure the enemy would give up.

The Fleet was all ready heading for the weapon

The No Endorse fleet rapidly left the area, evacuating into hyperspace immediatly after the planet was destroyed. They came out of hyper far 'above' the Cassiopeia Galaxy, if 'above' can be considered an ordinal direction in space, plotting their next move. A few seconds and a suitable system was located, and the fleet plowed ahead mercilessly.

It made an intricate series of jumps, and came out in the system known as "Cassiopeia Prime" on the holomap. An FTLi was erected immediatly, and every gun in the fleet spoke, a wall of ordinance and energy embracing the black, caressing planetary shields.

The fleet broke up into a dizzying formation, with dozens of cruisers breaking left and right, each group with twice that number of frigates and a handful of escourt carriers. The main formation, a powerful bullet of every imaginable Inferno warship, held standoff range, unleashing volley after volley of weaponry of every shape and size. Energy beams, nuclear missiles, and even the ocassional nova torpeedo shrieked towards Cassiopeia Prime, singing a solomn dirge to the Master of Life and Death, The Forgemaster most High.

The Cassiopeians were Ready for the Attack, with a new droid Fighter. the Kamakasie Droid, was a Droid made to Ram into enemy Torps, Missiles or Ships, a Modified Version was made with Docking Drabers to Grab a enemy Missile or Torp and bring it back to the enemy. The Normal ones rammed into the Nukes while the Grabber firedat the Torps and to Grab them.

the Cassiopeian Fleet that was fallowing the NE Fleet soon Drop out of Hyper Space (Thanks to their FTLi Nullerfiers) and engaged the enemy, fireing Anti-Matter Missile and E-Torpedos at the enemy. Fighters pooring out of the hanger Decks to engage the enemy

The Cassiopeians would be in for a deadly surprise when they sent their fleet. On the fringes of protected space they would meet the FTLi worlds of the Dratherians. These FTLi would create gravity mass shadows to interfere with hyperdrives and strengthen the dimensional barriers to prevent Warp Jumps as well as other drives associated with the STC. Emperor Nova smiled when he heard the reports of a large fleet heading for his home galaxy. He knew they would meet resistance like they had rarely seen from other nations. If the Dratherians were known for one thing it was putting up one hell of a fight. The Emperor turned on his heel and faced the helm and smiled saying, “Ready a full fold for our fleet to the Centurion Galaxy. When we get there they will encounter 3000 vessels instead of the 1000 they expected to encounter.” He smiled knowing that this engagement would end as horribly for them as the last time when they had turned tail like cowards. He had the Nova Cannons armed and loaded on the fleet and called out the order. With a brilliant flash of light the entire system was emptied as they entire fleet appeared not far from the Arco System. Once there Emperor Nova ordered the fleet to cloak and await the enemy. These cloaks unlike that of the Cassiopeians were resistant to psychic and Force probes thus it would be near impossible for them to locate the hidden fleet.

Meanwhile after hearing the Emperor’s plan the Queen had ordered the fleet to full battle status and grimaced as the Sun Crusher was loaded into one of the main fighter bays on the Crusader. She stretched as the mass driver powered up to full strength as she called the Space Marines into battle ready mode and readied the FTLi generators to trap the enemy in system. They were in for a deadly surprise as they were given a direct path to the system without interference.

Secret IC Communication to Balrogga

We wish to purchase one of the Cassiopeian Nav Computers delivered to Aquaria our capitol world for use against their own fleets.

Gestalt somewhere:

We have received a message

From who

Dratheria

What do they wish them for

They claim to plan using them against the Enemy’s fleet

The enemy of our enemy

Yes, I agree

If we give it to them, will it resolve the D’Than’Dehr

The Cassiopeians would suffer from our actions

Then send them one. Use The Messenger

Right away



Aquaria:

The frigate phased into existence from T-Space. The small 80 meter destroyer held position and transmitted a message.


Greetings. This is the Imperial Destroyer, The Messenger. We bear what you desire. Please relay this to your superiors.

We await your reply.

The destroyer waited silently. Scans of the vessel yeilded reading that showed the small craft regestered as possessing the mass of a small sun and the power reading were almost off the scale. The weapons systems were not engaged.

"Rumors from my troops indicated that you died a while ago." The Governor replied, eating a pear. "Anyway, what will you do to end the war?"


"Almost anything but Disban our Military or Give up OUR Freedom," Nadia said, "and also, I also Bring a messenge from the Cassiopeian Republic, they ask to Be put under YOUR Protection, they are Surendering Only To You and the Galactic Empire."

OOC: Well, that was suprising. I extended the deadline by 24 hours (purely on accident, to be honest) and there still isn't a reply to my ultimatum. So, another crushing victory for the Khurganate.

IC: Daemons swarmed through the halls of enemy star destroyers, their holy flames changing whatever they touched, warping flesh and mind alike, forcing brother to fight brother, or claw their own eyes out as they shrieked praises to the Gods.

Hell Tongues raced through space, shredding enemy fighters by the thousands, their foes torn asunder by high explosive bolts that ripped through their hulls, bypassing their feeble shields. Changling transports swooped amongst the wreckage, taking survivors for the altar, salvaging droid brains and nav computers to glean intelligence for the holy war.

All the while, the capital ships of the armada rained death down upon the enemy fleet, lance batteries bisecting vessels in a single barrage, while massive torpedoes, each nearly a tenth of the size of their targets, detonating in massive firestorms, shredding entire formations at once. Nova cannons fired their massive shells, and new stars bloomed amongst the Casseopians, incinerating the core of the fleet.

Sitting on his throne in the center of the Cathedral of Change, Helion stretched his golden wings, light playing off their iridescent feathers. The enemy fleet was annihilated, their souls dedicated to God, to feed Him at His glorious throne. Thousands of prisoners had been taken, to be Changed into Firewyrms of Tzeentch, new and loyal soldiers to the Khurganate, glorious in their God-given insanity of mind and body. And the location of every Casseopian world was layed before the throne of Him in the Warp, their entire empire layed bare to Chaos.

Drawing his batlike wings around him, Helion brought his will to bear, gathering the fleet together into the embrace of God, bearing the hundreds of vessels into the Warp. This world would now be safe from further attack, able to defend itself ably from the Casseopians now that it had awakened fully. The fleet was no longer neccessary here, and the Khurganate would bring war to the Casseopian worlds. For the honor of the Tribes. For the glory of the Tzaanlords. For the spoils to be gotten from the lesser races.

For the Changer of the Ways!

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"Almost anything but Disban our Military or Give up OUR Freedom," Nadia said, "and also, I also Bring a messenge from the Cassiopeian Republic, they ask to Be put under YOUR Protection, they are Surendering Only To You and the Galactic Empire."
"We would do that. However, I must insist that you end any and all combat with our allies Godular and The Fedral Union. If you wish to be protected by the Imperial Republic, then you will stop fighting. The same goes for the Cassiopeia Republic. It is your choice." Governor Sarinon said coldly. "Then, and only then, will Coreworlds protect you."

"We would do that. However, I must insist that you end any and all combat with our allies Godular and The Fedral Union. If you wish to be protected by the Imperial Republic, then you will stop fighting. The same goes for the Cassiopeia Republic. It is your choice." Governor Sarinon said coldly. "Then, and only then, will Coreworlds protect you."


"We will," She said "even Through we don't need protection, and if you want to tell The Cassiopeians, do it as soon as Chimaera comes, she has been Sent by The Senate to join The Peace Talks."

They had jumped to attack and were obviously taking their time on getting there however Dratherians never waited for the battle for a long amount of time instead they would scream their blood curdling battlecry and bring the assault to their enemy. Soon the Queen looked cautiously across the way at where she could sense the Emperor's presence and not because of any psyker sense no it was because of the sword Kusanagi the sword of a Ronwe. It could with amazing ability bend both time and space to it's will. The sword was strangely connected to him as if he could become the Ronwe with whom it was constantly connected. The Queen looked at her servitor at helm control and nodded saying, "Fold." At once all 1000 vessels folded space as one to the core of the Cassiopeia Galaxy. The fighter bay on the Crusader opened up as the Sun Crusher slowly drifted out. The vessel sped in to attack as the fleet which had delivered it folded space in a brilliant flash of light short of the Crusader which held position out of the gravity well. The pilot was Jedi Master Arturas Nora and looked coldly at the massive black hole as he closed in. There was a hyperdrive built into the reinforced armor so the vessel could escape. It closed in towards the black hole and he could hear the vessel groan to stay in one place to keep out of being sucked into the singularity. He heard the resonance torpedo launcher charge up and the torpedoes loaded to fire.

"We will," She said "even Through we don't need protection, and if you want to tell The Cassiopeians, do it as soon as Chimaera comes, she has been Sent by The Senate to join The Peace Talks."
"Very well." The Governor said as a treaty filed out of a special printer. "Sign this and make sure your government knows the terms."

Cease-fire Treaty betweeen Coredia and Hataria.

In regards to the abovementioned Nations, a Cease-Fire agreement has been reached with teh following Terms:

1. That Hataria end all forms of declared and undeclared Combat against Coreworlds, her allies Godular and The Fedral Union and all other parties waging war.

2. Contiguent on the above, Coreworlds thus agrees to end all forms of declared and undeclared Combat against Hataria.

3. Should Hataria break the Cease-Fire or ignore the Terms for any reason whatsoever, full and unrestricted warfare will be declared against Hataria, and will not cease unless Coreworlds chooses to end it.

A separate treaty, but with the same terms will be issued to Cassiopeia Republic when they arrive.

"Very well." The Governor said as a treaty filed out of a special printer. "Sign this and make sure your government knows the terms."



A separate treaty, but with the same terms will be issued to Cassiopeia Republic when they arrive.


"We Agree with all of them." Nadia said, "But here is One Thing, If any of Your Allies, even TFU, Tries to attack Hataria or Cassiopeia, The Said Nation will be attack if they attack us, and face Anna Kali"

In the final hours of the first world war; the Allied troops let fly with all of their artillery against the enemy lines rather than carry it home; war is a tiresome business; often a chore; yet sadly for the Cassiopeian people, none enjoy it quite as much as the Chronosians. In the long decades and centuries of blood and combat; war has become a baleful art; an occupation, a preoccupation; an obsession. Chaos thrives on the spirit of war and madness and death and desire; and the Chronosians bring each of these sentiments to their campaigns.

A single message flashed across each and every form of mass communication;

We are not yet satisfied. There will be no peace with these whorish fools. They have nothing left to throw at us; they have proved their futility time and time again. We will strike now while they are as impotent as their leaders; and burn their galaxy from the void. Such is the will of the Gods.

The fleets of Blood and Plague descended upon whatever worlds they could find; Cabot himself stalked the killing fields; his mighty axes hungry for carnage; hiks war cries echoing upon the sanguine winds "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! GLORY TO KHORNE! BLOOD! BLOOD AND SOULS FOR MY LORD ARIOCH!"

On those worlds they touched; the Plague fleets of Nurgle dispensed death and madness to all who would oppose; flies thrummed in great swarms across the carrion stretches of land where the bootprints of Lucian touched; a fel whisper upon the air. "I am Death" It whispered in hushed intonation. "Your torment has begun."

Remiel brought to bear a righteous fury of lust and depredation. His black runeswords; Lifesbane and Worldrender yearned for blood, yearned for souls to drag into their black depths; their howls of fury echoed about him as he spun in a whirling dervish of destruction.

On each world that lay before them, the Chronosians would sow anarchy and damnation; in the void they would pound what pitiful dregs remained of the Cassiopeian fleets. Let the Coredians pander their words; the Imperium would castrate this galaxy; leave it broken and weaponless; tithed and bound. They would never try their enfeebled hand again against the galaxy at large.

Who stands with the Imperium in shattering what remains of Cassiopeian power?

"And we will execute a Base Delta Zero in return." The Governor replied coldly, referring to the order for annhiliation of an entire nation or planet. "So choose your fights wisely."

They had jumped to attack and were obviously taking their time on getting there however Dratherians never waited for the battle for a long amount of time instead they would scream their blood curdling battlecry and bring the assault to their enemy. Soon the Queen looked cautiously across the way at where she could sense the Emperor's presence and not because of any psyker sense no it was because of the sword Kusanagi the sword of a Ronwe. It could with amazing ability bend both time and space to it's will. The sword was strangely connected to him as if he could become the Ronwe with whom it was constantly connected. The Queen looked at her servitor at helm control and nodded saying, "Fold." At once all 1000 vessels folded space as one to the core of the Cassiopeia Galaxy. The fighter bay on the Crusader opened up as the Sun Crusher slowly drifted out. The vessel sped in to attack as the fleet which had delivered it folded space in a brilliant flash of light. The pilot was Jedi Master Arturas Nora and looked coldly at the massive black hole as he closed in. There was a hyperdrive built into the reinforced armor so the vessel could escape. It closed in towards the black hole and he could hear the vessel groan to stay in one place to keep out of being sucked into the singularity. He heard the resonance torpedo launcher charge up and the torpedoes loaded to fire.

That was when something soon Decloaked, a X-wing Fighter, Piloted by a Morgukai Knight. Useing The force, the Knight Targeted The Torpedo launcher and Fired two Shield Pirceing Torpedos at the Launcher.

The Porr Idiots would have a Blast of a time.

The fleet again burst into the Materium, a flood of warp fire and Children of the Gods pouring into the void along with the massive forms of hundreds of vessels, their numbers swelling with each planet crushed beneath the ceramite boot of the Hellhounds. Soaring through the Black, the Khurganate forces moved swiftly towards their next target, the slavering jaws of thousands of freshly spawned Firewyrms howling praises to their God as they pulled against their chains, eager to be unleashed upon what had formerly been their comrades, their friends, their families, to tear their tender flesh from their bones, to destroy them, body and soul, all for the glory of the Changer.

The fleet deployed fighters, the massive screen blotting out the sun for those on the doomed world below, now lit only by the fires of the incendiary bombs that the Hell Tongues scattered as they passed, cleansing the world with holy Promethium as the ghostly flames of the Warp burst screaming onto this plane, unending hordes of Daemons joining the assault as Hellhound Astartes walked amongst them, living Gods of War, purging the weak with the fires of their Lord.

Another world for the Khurganate, another world for the Changer of the Ways! For Helion, Hand of Change! For the True God Tzeentch!

Arturas held his thumb over the trigger to fire at the designated focal point for the resonance torpedoes to work. He used the force and allowed his body to become encompassed by it he took aim using his senses to guide him and unleashed a hail of fire into the singularity as the resonance torpedoes detonated releasing massive ripples into the singularity as they caused unique expansion. As the last torpedo fired the torpedoes scored a lucky strike on the torpedo launcher and damaged it heavily but unfortunatley to no avail as the Sun Crusher sped away at high speed jumping into hyperspace to escape the growing gravity well and executed the amazing jump into the hanger of the Battle Barge. Arturas calculated coldly that in moments the X-Wing would be sucked into the gravity well unable to escape. This was only phase one of the strategy as the Crusader opened fire with it's twin Nova Cannons to help to feed the expansion. The massive center of the Crusader glowed as it fired it's mass driver at full power into the focal point and saw the results quickly appear as the black hole absorbed the energy being pumped into it. As the energy from the resonance torpedoes absorbed the weapons fire and energy and used it to expand the the black hole soon began to catch onto matter surrounding the core. And as a last minute fold to above the galactic plane was executed the results could be seen as the Black hole began to eat away at the galaxy.

The Cassiopeians were Ready for the Attack, with a new droid Fighter. the Kamakasie Droid, was a Droid made to Ram into enemy Torps, Missiles or Ships, a Modified Version was made with Docking Drabers to Grab a enemy Missile or Torp and bring it back to the enemy. The Normal ones rammed into the Nukes while the Grabber firedat the Torps and to Grab them.

the Cassiopeian Fleet that was fallowing the NE Fleet soon Drop out of Hyper Space (Thanks to their FTLi Nullerfiers) and engaged the enemy, fireing Anti-Matter Missile and E-Torpedos at the enemy. Fighters pooring out of the hanger Decks to engage the enemy

Fools... every last score of them... As the grabber K-droids soon learned, one did not enter close proximity to a Nova Torpeedo. Doing so caused it to prematurely detonate, assuming it was outside the minimum safe distance from the vessels of course. Several singularities began to form, pulsating and merging until there was but a single one left, bearing down on the insignificant planet in its path.

However, this was hardly noticed by the No Endorse fleet. It began redoubling its fire, now divided between the enemy fleet and the planet below. Hundreds of tonnes of ordinance hit the void, screaming their homages to death as they spun a maddening spiral towards Cassiopeia Prime. Perfectly coordinated, hundreds of lances of energy shone forth, caressing enemy shields.

Unfortionatly, their attacks began to cost them. Several frigates and a pair of cruisers spun off into eternity, spewing flame out of a thousand gashes. Several support ships followed, attempting to recover any personel who might be lucky enough to survive, but their efforts were largely in vain.

They would have many more chances though, as the No Endorse fleet had no intention of leaving until the entire planet was rendered unto dust, ash, and fire.

Your defense is valliant, but you are defeated by your own ill-concieved tactics. We offer you the chance to leave now before the singularity steamrolling towards your throneworld consumes you too. We will feed it until we can make a semi-stable black hole in this system, regardless of your presence or lack of which. If you stay, may the Gods spurn you for your insanity.