NationStates Jolt Archive

---Pyon, Pythogrian Homeworld---

"Geralt, are the preparations complete?" the Supreme General, Ezal Farel, asked his advisor.

"Yes sir."

"Then... engage the plan."

This would be a momentous event. Pythogria, a superpower from Earth, had fled Earth long ago. It fled for one reason.

Space.

The Empire simply ran out. Not to mention, you start to have problems after massive nuclear wars and massive plagues.

And thus, they fled. They built the Empire again, in space. Greater. Far Greater. A grand total of 21 star systems were under Pythogria's command.

But this came with a price. Isolationism, once more. What had been ended by the now long, long dead Khonsu Izakabad riegned again. Pythogria had had almost no contact with anyone for thousands of years.

Ezal was going to change that.

Through the depths of space, a message was sent.

To: Whoever this Message Reaches

From: The Pythogrian Empire

Re: We Emerge Again

The Limited Democratic Empire of Pythogria has surfaced again. We now decide to triumph over isolationism. Once, and for all. We ask for friends, allies.

Signed in hopes this is read,
Supreme General Ezal Ferel

OOC: is this the one we were going to do?

OOC: is this the one we were going to do?

OOC: No, our war was going to be MT/PMT, remember? This is me going FT. I'm still MT/PMt though. Two different Pythogria's.

OOC: oh right could i be in it?

OOC: oh right could i be in it?

OOC: Be FT and join this? Go ahead!

((OOC: I'd be willing to play in this RP as well. >.> ))

OOC: ok i'm not very good at intro's and i'm pretty much the same i just have FT weapons

OOC: Everyone is welcome.

To: Whoever this Message Reaches

From: The Pythogrian Empire

Re: We Emerge Again

The Limited Democratic Empire of Pythogria has surfaced again. We now decide to triumph over isolationism. Once, and for all. We ask for friends, allies.

Signed in hopes this is read,
Supreme General Ezal Ferel

"Pythogria..."

The Emperor looked in shock over the transmission on the screen before him. He had heard the stories from generations ago. Of how Cravan and Pythogria had developed a friendship. And how they had become so close in those days. He began typing a message to the Limited Democratic Empire.

To: Supreme General Ezal Ferel
From: Emperor Kyle Craven II

And so the Limited Democratic Empire returns. I have heard stories of our nations' relationship in the past. Do you think we could continue it today?

To: Supreme General Ezal Ferel
From: Emperor Kyle Craven II

And so the Limited Democratic Empire returns. I have heard stories of our nations' relationship in the past. Do you think we could continue it today?

To: Emperor Kyle Craven II
From: Supreme General Ezal Ferel

Yes, we do wish to continue it today. Thank you for your help in destroying isolationism.

Greetings, Pythogria, from the Interstellar Reich. Perhaps you remember us in a previous incarnation, the Divine Imperial Reich of Tocrowkia all those centuries ago? If you do or do not, it does not matter. Our ways have changed since the old days. Perhaps we could arrange something?

We look forward to your reply.

-Reich Foreign Ministry-

Greetings, Pythogria, from the Interstellar Reich. Perhaps you remember us in a previous incarnation, the Divine Imperial Reich of Tocrowkia all those centuries ago? If you do or do not, it does not matter. Our ways have changed since the old days. Perhaps we could arrange something?

We look forward to your reply.

-Reich Foreign Ministry-

We do, actually, remember you. And as your ways have changed, perhaps an alliance is an order?

Signed,
Supreme General Ezal Ferel

Admiral Rackham and President Graff veiwed the message and typed a message to Supreme General Ezal Ferel that they would join them.

OOC:i'm not very good at intro's

Yes, such a thing would be as much of a benefit to us as it would to you. We would be pleased to engage in an alliance with you.

-Reich Foreign Ministry-

Admiral Rackham and President Graff veiwed the message and typed a message to Supreme General Ezal Ferel that they would join them.

The Supreme General typed back. The two nations were allies.

Yes, such a thing would be as much of a benefit to us as it would to you. We would be pleased to engage in an alliance with you.

-Reich Foreign Ministry-

Then it is forged! May our relations prosper.

Signed,
Supreme General Ezal Ferel

President Graff typed a new message to Supreme General Ezal Ferel We would be happy to offer you and your men shelter. Signed President Graff

Pythogria...the name slipped off the tongue of Emperor Droma like silver. Why did it seem somewhat familiar? There had been no Pythogria recently in the wars against Hataria and Spit Break, allied with nations such as Mini Miehm and Chronosia...yet somehow Droma thought he should remember it. But for some reason it had come to his mind, in the middle of a simple boredom exercise, hit by a mental Force wave.
The Emperor deactivated his lightsaber, the red blade slipping down as the target drone deactivated as well. Droma walked out of the training chamber as one of his apprentices, Sion, kneeled before him.

"My lord..."
"Rise, Lord Sion. What is it that you have come to me..."
"We have yet again another new nation rising forth from the depths of the galaxy, my Lord. A Pythogria...not one that has been familiar in the recent conflicts."

Droma smiled to himself. Maybe, it seemed, the waning of his essence was farther off than it appeared to the aging Emperor.

"Very well, Sion...you have done well. You shall send back a personal comlink to them, inform them of our willingness to continue relationships."
"For our own gain, my Lord?"
"No, maybe a mutual one, for once. I have forseen something..."
"As you wish, my Lord."

Sion bowed low, his skin crackling along the many lines of his once-gruesome injury, before he walked away, shutting the durasteel door to Droma's chambers as he walked out. The Emperor smiled...maybe Sion did have a future after all. More so than the power-hungry Nihilus...
Sion, meanwhile, had taken a slight detour from an immediate comm with return to Pythogria. Stopping by the Imperial referendum, the largest collection of knowledge on the capital planet, he searched the archives of countless holosources for a "Pythogria". Several topics came up, and Sion took the largest source.

Pythogria-Many years ago, Pythogria and the Amazonian Dominion, once close allies, developed togeter during the pre-hyperspace years, before the development of technology that allowed the Dominion to carve out the niche of space now held, from the Foundation to the Outer Colonies. Pythogria was somewhat more advanced, though contact was lost once the Dominion left the planet for the realms of deep space.

Sion shrugged, about to turn to compile the comm when a familiar...face...confronted him-the deaths-head mask of Lord Nihilus, his direct rival.

Looking for something, Sion? thought-spoke the mysterious figure before him.
"Indeed, Nihilus" growled Sion, "sent by the Emperor. It would be in your interest to get out of my way."
You look in the archives for a simple messenger-boy task? I find you suspicious, Sion.
"Your suspicion will get you killed, I vow that."
So be it...good day, foolish one. I'll be at your throat one day, my lightsaber cutting through your tendons...

Sion pushed Nihilus out of the way, his once-alright day now put in a darker light by the rival Dark Knight. He would deal with that one soon enough...but for now, the Emperor's bidding was at hand. Setting up a holoprojector, he stood at the apex of the machine, set up the activation, and began speaking, his presence caught and recorded by the machine as he made his message.

"The Limited Democratic Empire of Pythogria, he Amazonian Dominion hails. The Star Empire, the Amazonian Dominion, hears your call from the depths of space and the interstellar void. My master Lord Droma recalls your race from times unto before the day, and has the desire to rekindle lost connections from where we sought out and left our roots. Whether you remember us or not, we do remember you. I am Lord Sion, Apprentice to the Emperor, Lord Droma."

Sion sent off the holocomm via the Dominion Holocomm system, then felt for his lightsaber, igniting the red blade and glanced around the holo room. Nihilus was watching from somewhere...he could feel his presence.

"Sir, Amazonian Beasts has been contacted!"

"Them? You can't be serious."

"No, sir. I am serios. Amazonian Beasts."

"Well then Zarathumdra darn it contact them!"

This was transmitted to Amazonian Beasts.

"We do remember the Dominion. Most of those memories are good ones. As such, we would indeed like to rekindle relations between the Dominion and Empire. We propose to re-forge our alliance."

Vyraat Karath, Helton Neyo, and Droma all convened in the Emperor's private chambers discussing the rise once again of Pythogria, gone for much time to the depths of space, from where the Dominion had turned to others for the usual border war or interstellar conflict. And with the Casseopians always trying something new against the rest of the galaxy, another ally to assist in the wars certainly wouldn't be bad at all.

"Possibly we should personally meet with them?" questioned Neyo, the general of the Dominion army. "Try and form a better alliance, persuade them against our enemies?"
"Too soon to be persuading to see our political views." Droma echoed, "but a personal visit would be nothing bad. Admiral Karath-" Droma turned to the Grand Admiral: "-I suggest you, Ragnos, Sadow, and Sion should personally arrange a diplomatic visit to rekindle lost ties and alliances to the Pythogrians. I will be out with Nihilus and Kressh, and General Neyo shall have command while I am gone. The three apprentices are the most diplomatic. Do not foul this up."
"As you wish my Lord, I shall contact the Pythogrians immediately with your request." the middle-aged admiral responded.

The three went their seperate ways, Neyo returning to Galactic Command, Droma to his chambers, Karath out to the flagship Vindicator to send a short comm to Pythogria offering the meeting.

Return Comm to Pythogria
-the Amazonian Dominion

An alliance would be fitting between our two nations, but perhaps we should make a personal meet to re-kindle what has been so long missing, divided by the black spires of space. The Dominion would be glad to host diplomatic representatives of Pythogria to launch further talks amongst reinitiating alliances.

-Admiral Karath, Dominion Naval Command

"A personal meeting? Well... is the transbeam fixed yet?"

"No, sir."

"Get my flagship ready!"

To Amazonian Beasts

Our Supreme General accepts this personal meet. His flagship, the Imperion III, is en route with a small escort to Amazonian Beast space.

-Chief Advisor Geralt Hector

---Deep Space---

The Imperion III flew through space, towards Amazonian Beasts. It was the best ship the Empire had, having enough firepower to go through many star systems.

On it's own.

On board, Ezal wondered, "What wil lthey be like now?"

"A personal meeting? Well... is the transbeam fixed yet?"

"No, sir."

"Get my flagship ready!"

To Amazonian Beasts

Our Supreme General accepts this personal meet. His flagship, the Imperion III, is en route with a small escort to Amazonian Beast space.

-Chief Advisor Geralt Hector

---Deep Space---

The Imperion III flew through space, towards Amazonian Beasts. It was the best ship the Empire had, having enough firepower to go through many star systems.

On it's own.

On board, Ezal wondered, "What wil lthey be like now?"

Message from the Eternals of the Eternal Empire to the Limited Democratic Empire of Pythogria:

“We of the old universe, born into eternal life and power great do know that mortals are an ever increasing power and prevalence in the vast depths of the universe. As well, we rejoice in hearing the reaching out of another people into space, but we advise you to known there are things at work that reach out to the very ends of this universe.

Aside, from this we wish to make proper contact with you be sending down a team of human representatives for us that we hope we can use to establish diplomatic relations with you.”

Message from the Eternals of the Eternal Empire to the Limited Democratic Empire of Pythogria:

“We of the old universe, born into eternal life and power great do know that mortals are an ever increasing power and prevalence in the vast depths of the universe. As well, we rejoice in hearing the reaching out of another people into space, but we advise you to known there are things at work that reach out to the very ends of this universe.

Aside, from this we wish to make proper contact with you be sending down a team of human representatives for us that we hope we can use to establish diplomatic relations with you.”

The Supreme General didn't understand most of the message, but he replied:

"Your representatives are welcome. Meet us on planet Varkon, in the system Helghast."

As soon as the message had reached the Eternals, they sent a small diplomatic ship that shown of gold down to the planet. As it entered the atmosphere it appeared to be a bright new star in the sky. Then it cleared the atmosphere and found the capital city below and hovered until it had found an open landing pad. There it landed without any clear opening waiting for representative from the area to come and meet them.

As soon as the message had reached the Eternals, they sent a small diplomatic ship that shown of gold down to the planet. As it entered the atmosphere it appeared to be a bright new star in the sky. Then it cleared the atmosphere and found the capital city below and hovered until it had found an open landing pad. There it landed without any clear opening waiting for representative from the area to come and meet them.

A diplomat, flanked by guards, approached the ship, and waited for the representatives.

Out of the ship came a group of four men, all of them were dressed in the finest of silver and they were surrounded by blinding silver light. One of the men came out of the ship and said,” I come representing my masters, the Eternals. We come here seeking the friendship of your people and to establish relations with your people, as well.”

Out of the ship came a group of four men, all of them were dressed in the finest of silver and they were surrounded by blinding silver light. One of the men came out of the ship and said,” I come representing my masters, the Eternals. We come here seeking the friendship of your people and to establish relations with your people, as well.”

The diplomat bowed. "En Taro Adun. Welcome to the Pythogrian Homeworld, Pyon. Now... as to our diplomacy, follow me to the confrence room.

OOC: Great fun, FT is!

OOC: Only, problem of mine with FT is that I am worried someone will steal my ideas and make a great game and not even share the wealth with me. :(

IC: The Eternals’ diplomat bowed back and with him came two of the others, but one stayed on the ship to keep track of it and maintain communications with the nearby Eternal ship. As they were walking the diplomatic group, though polite about it, were not very impressed with the planet.

OOC: Only, problem of mine with FT is that I am worried someone will steal my ideas and make a great game and not even share the wealth with me. :(

IC: The Eternals’ diplomat bowed back and with him came two of the others, but one stayed on the ship to keep track of it and maintain communications with the nearby Eternal ship. As they were walking the diplomatic group, though polite about it, were not very impressed with the planet.

OOC: Are your people all like that? the whole, "my planets better" thing? It's annoying. No offense intended.

IC:

They passed several very tall buildings of granite, and made their way into a confrence room with a table and chairs. The diplomat sat down.

We have been made aware you are meeting with a group of...xenos. Now that we think about it, we to would like a meeting of sorts with your leaders. To...solidify our alliance and discuss it's terms.

-Reich Foreign Ministry-

OOC: No, the diplomats actually come from worlds were naturally beauty is mixed with the buildings creating a more natural look. As well, many of my worlds only have a few millions on them so there is not much crowding on the planets.

Though the real reason, is that they do not really like massive structures that are very visible and without any planet life on them. Also, they feel kind of claustrophobic in cities with giant structures everywhere; they would feel much more comfortable in the country for example.

IC: The diplomat then sat down in the chair, as did the other two persons in his group. Then the diplomat said,” Just out of curiosity who many years ago did you build your first ship capable of entering hyperspace?”

OOC: Time for me to get to sleep. :p

OOC: No, the diplomats actually come from worlds were naturally beauty is mixed with the buildings creating a more natural look. As well, many of my worlds only have a few millions on them so there is not much crowding on the planets.

Though the real reason, is that they do not really like massive structures that are very visible and without any planet life on them. Also, they feel kind of claustrophobic in cities with giant structures everywhere; they would feel much more comfortable in the country for example.

IC: The diplomat then sat down in the chair, as did the other two persons in his group. Then the diplomat said,” Just out of curiosity who many years ago did you build your first ship capable of entering hyperspace?”

OOC: Time for me to get to sleep. :p

OOC: Well, to let you know, the buuildings I have are usually built around trees and have moss all over them.

IC:

"I believe it was in the year 2081. June 20th."

We have been made aware you are meeting with a group of...xenos. Now that we think about it, we to would like a meeting of sorts with your leaders. To...solidify our alliance and discuss it's term.

-Reich Foreign Ministry-

Pythogria would be happy to send a diplomat to travel to Tocrowkia to begin talks on our alliance.

Excellent, excellent. The capital of the Reich is still located on Terra. His Majesty, Mikel Emmerich him self will meet with your diplomat.

-Reich Foreign Ministry-

Excellent, excellent. The capital of the Reich is still located on Terra. His Majesty, Mikel Emmerich him self will meet with your diplomat.

-Reich Foreign Ministry-

As soon as this was heard, Richard Geison, a Pythogrian diplomat, boarded the Yakiba, a cruiser. He was off to Tocrowkia.

To Tocrowkia

Richard Geison, one of our diplomats, is en route. He wil lbe in a cruiser.

As soon as the Yakiba exited Hyperspace, it was greeted by two battleships, which began to escort it toward Terra, and the home of the Reich.

As soon as the Yakiba exited Hyperspace, it was greeted by two battleships, which began to escort it toward Terra, and the home of the Reich.

The Yakiba followed the two ships. "Thank you for your escort."

The planet was in sight. The Yakiba began landing. Once there, Richard stepped out, and looked around for foriegn officials.

Several soldiers clad in black approached him on the landing pad. Their CO stepped forward.

"Richard Geison, we will escort you to the Emperor. Come with us."

He said politely. Ahead of them was a long, narrow walking pad leading to the massive Imperial Palace, and intimidating looking building built entirely of ebony stone.

Several soldiers clad in black approached him on the landing pad. Their CO stepped forward.

"Richard Geison, we will escort you to the Emperor. Come with us."

He said politely. Ahead of them was a long, narrow walking pad leading to the massive Imperial Palace, and intimidating looking building built entirely of ebony stone.

Richard nooded, and began to follow the men. He looked at the Imperial Palace. It was almost the same size as the one back at home!

They led him to the the gates of the palace, which opened automatically. Ahead of them was a massive atrium. The entire area was laid with white tiles, and large ivory pillars surrounded them on each side. Between the pillars were skeletal statues that were clad in medieval armor, and each held a crooked sword.

The soldiers led him across another narrow bridge that hovered above a pool of clear blue water, though there was obviously something dangerous about it. They slowly approached another set of large doors, yet they were less massive then the doors outside.

They led him to the the gates of the palace, which opened automatically. Ahead of them was a massive atrium. The entire area was laid with white tiles, and large ivory pillars surrounded them on each side. Between the pillars were skeletal statues that were clad in medieval armor, and each held a crooked sword.

The soldiers led him across another narrow bridge that hovered above a pool of clear blue water, though there was obviously something dangerous about it. They slowly approached another set of large doors, yet they were less massive then the doors outside.

Following more, Richard looked around again. Perhaps this was a bit bigger.

Eventually, the guards led him to the doors, which again opened automatically. The room ahead appeared similar to the Atrium, albeit on a slightly smaller scale. Ahead was the Emperor. Upon seeing Richard, Mikel sat up and approached him.

"Welcome, Mr.Geison to Tocrowkia."

He replied. His voice was strange...cold and stern, yet friendly.

((OOC: Last post. Bed time.))

Eventually, the guards led him to the doors, which again opened automatically. The room ahead appeared similar to the Atrium, albeit on a slightly smaller scale. Ahead was the Emperor. Upon seeing Richard, Mikel sat up and approached him.

"Welcome, Mr.Geison to Tocrowkia."

He replied. His voice was strange...cold and stern, yet friendly.

((OOC: Last post. Bed time.))

OOC: Yep, see ya.

IC:

Richard bowed. "En Taro Adun. Thank you for your welcome. I come here to settle the alliance between our peoples, and perhaps to forge new deals, such as trade."

OOC: Hey, Pyth, I declare war. Seriously, I've decided to be hostile as hell in FT, because I'm tired of being the nice guy in PMT.

On the Border of Pythogrian space
For centuries, this small cluster of stars had been ignored. It had appeared uninhabited, and a raider has no use for an uninhabited world.

On the border, the fabric of space shuddered, as thirty jury-rigged FTL drives dropped the Celtic Knight Fleet into Pythogrian space. In front of the fleet, the flagship, the Fianoglach, sent a message to the fleet.

The gravelly voice of Warlord Lynch boomed out of the ships' intercoms. "There is a small colony on the fourth planet of the nearest star. Thirty pounds to the ship who lands soldiers first! Twenty ounces to the man who brings me the head of the Colonial Magistrate!"

The raiders roared their assent, and the fleet was set in motion. The cruisers hurtled towards the colony, scraping sides and colliding with each other, each ship racing for the prize. Belowdecks, thousands of soldiers prepared a wide assortment of powerful rifles, and loaded themselves into dropships. Sixteen squadrons of fighters were ready for launch.

Any resistance that the colony put up would be met with brutal force.

In the Name of the Illustrious Lord-Emperor of the Divine Imperium of Roania, Cassander Lucius Drakharn...

We would be most interested in learning more of this new...addition...to the galactic political map. We welcome an opportunity to either send an ambassador, or accept one.

OOC: Hey, Pyth, I declare war. Seriously, I've decided to be hostile as hell in FT, because I'm tired of being the nice guy in PMT.

On the Border of Pythogrian space
For centuries, this small cluster of stars had been ignored. It had appeared uninhabited, and a raider has no use for an uninhabited world.

On the border, the fabric of space shuddered, as thirty jury-rigged FTL drives dropped the Celtic Knight Fleet into Pythogrian space. In front of the fleet, the flagship, the Fianoglach, sent a message to the fleet.

The gravelly voice of Warlord Lynch boomed out of the ships' intercoms. "There is a small colony on the fourth planet of the nearest star. Thirty pounds to the ship who lands soldiers first! Twenty ounces to the man who brings me the head of the Colonial Magistrate!"

The raiders roared their assent, and the fleet was set in motion. The cruisers hurtled towards the colony, scraping sides and colliding with each other, each ship racing for the prize. Belowdecks, thousands of soldiers prepared a wide assortment of powerful rifles, and loaded themselves into dropships. Sixteen squadrons of fighters were ready for launch.

Any resistance that the colony put up would be met with brutal force.

OOC: Prepare to be blasted.

IC:

The colony asked the fleet, "Why are you here? We demand that you stay out of our space."

Inside, the colony prepared it's defenses, and the 7th Imperial Fleet was en route from another planet, Knaril.

In the Name of the Illustrious Lord-Emperor of the Divine Imperium of Roania, Cassander Lucius Drakharn...

We would be most interested in learning more of this new...addition...to the galactic political map. We welcome an opportunity to either send an ambassador, or accept one.

Pythogria wil lgladly welcome an ambassador.

OOC: Prepare to be blasted.

IC:

The colony asked the fleet, "Why are you here? We demand that you stay out of our space."

Inside, the colony prepared it's defenses, and the 7th Imperial Fleet was en route from another planet, Knaril.
OOC: I disagree. How big is the 7th Fleet?

IC:
"There's an enemy fleet en route! First Wing, split off and engage them. We need five minutes before our dropships are in range!"

The First Wing, a group of ten ships that had sacrificed carrying capacity for armament and speed, split of from the ships rushing towards the planet surface. They arrayed themselves, and headed for the Seventh Fleet.

"Rail guns charging... torps loaded..."

OOC: I'll be happy to blow the snot outta LNI...heh, that's fun stuff, being the bad guy, however...

IC: Three corvettes shot quickly towards the Imperiam III, engines burning bright yellow against the black backdrop of the stars.

"Welcome, Pythogrian diplomats. We're sending you coordinates for our in-system colony and manufacturing base where we have our entourage waiting. Our corvettes will guide you in."

The corvettes shot around past the Pythogrian ship, turning about and transmitting the coordinates for Saleupau, the sinkhole-pocked world in the system where Sion, Ragnos, Sadow, and Karath waited patiently...

OOC: Since you are my ally... I wouldn't mind blowing the snot outta LNI, either. And since it would be fighting on your behalf, I can stay a good guy while I do it!

OOC: I'm a natural bad guy, so i could say one of my Lords got impatient...plus I have a whupass space navy...

OOC: I disagree. How big is the 7th Fleet?

IC:
"There's an enemy fleet en route! First Wing, split off and engage them. We need five minutes before our dropships are in range!"

The First Wing, a group of ten ships that had sacrificed carrying capacity for armament and speed, split of from the ships rushing towards the planet surface. They arrayed themselves, and headed for the Seventh Fleet.

"Rail guns charging... torps loaded..."

OOC: One command ship, four battleships, two fighter carriers, 18 cruisers, 24 frigates. Why?

IC:

"Enemy wing sighted!"

"Blow them to Alak!"

The long, range guns began charging, and fired. These were guided plasma weapons.

OOC: Think Halo. Oh, and both of you, feel free to blow the snot out of LNI.

IC:

The planetary defenses alsoopened up with plasma and laser beams. Very large hypersonic missiles were fired next.

OOC: I'll be happy to blow the snot outta LNI...heh, that's fun stuff, being the bad guy, however...

IC: Three corvettes shot quickly towards the Imperiam III, engines burning bright yellow against the black backdrop of the stars.

"Welcome, Pythogrian diplomats. We're sending you coordinates for our in-system colony and manufacturing base where we have our entourage waiting. Our corvettes will guide you in."

The corvettes shot around past the Pythogrian ship, turning about and transmitting the coordinates for Saleupau, the sinkhole-pocked world in the system where Sion, Ragnos, Sadow, and Karath waited patiently...

"Thank you for coordinates. We're following you."

The Imperium III started its engines, guided towards Saleupau.

OOC: Yep, see ya.

IC:

Richard bowed. "En Taro Adun. Thank you for your welcome. I come here to settle the alliance between our peoples, and perhaps to forge new deals, such as trade."

"Of course. Before we begin, would you like something to drink perhaps?"

The Emperor asked. A bottle of fine Tocrowkian wine and two glasses left a table at the far end of the room and floated around the two men, held in place by the Emperor's telekinetic powers.

"Of course. Before we begin, would you like something to drink perhaps?"

The Emperor asked. A bottle of fine Tocrowkian wine and two glasses left a table at the far end of the room and floated around the two men, held in place by the Emperor's telekinetic powers.

Richard quickly thought. Alchohol is illegal in Pythogria... but... oh, what the heck!

"Thank you, sir." he poured a glass of wine, following his native countrie's manners. "So, I was just wondering..." he paused for a second, "How, exactly, did you gain telekinetic powers? Pythogria has not managed that yet."

The corvettes flew down through Saleupau's green-blue sky, banking off as they approached an absolutely enormous sinkhole. A large gray door, carved into the rock face, began to open, as a comm signal from the door beckoned the Imperium III to landing. Droid fighters soared past, running basic scouting patrols.
Inside the hanger, two dark-clad individuals, electro-pikes against their shoulders, stood silently in the hanger, waiting for the craft to enter.

The corvettes flew down through Saleupau's green-blue sky, banking off as they approached an absolutely enormous sinkhole. A large gray door, carved into the rock face, began to open, as a comm signal from the door beckoned the Imperium III to landing. Droid fighters soared past, running basic scouting patrols.
Inside the hanger, two dark-clad individuals, electro-pikes against their shoulders, stood silently in the hanger, waiting for the craft to enter.

The Imperium III Lowered itself to towards the ground and flew into the hangar. Being a multi-kilometre ship, this did take a few minutes, but one it was in, a door sprung open and the Supreme General walked out, flanked on both sides by guards armed with ZA-34s.

Richard quickly thought. Alchohol is illegal in Pythogria... but... oh, what the heck!

"Thank you, sir." he poured a glass of wine, following his native countrie's manners. "So, I was just wondering..." he paused for a second, "How, exactly, did you gain telekinetic powers? Pythogria has not managed that yet."

"I my self am not exactly sure of how I gained my abilities. How ever, both my niece and nephew have the same abilities, so it may have something to do with genetics, or it may not, as none of my ancestors have had such abilities. It is peculiar indeed."

The Emperor replied.

"I my self am not exactly sure of how I gained my abilities. How ever, both my niece and nephew have the same abilities, so it may have something to do with genetics, or it may not, as none of my ancestors have had such abilities. It is peculiar indeed."

The Emperor replied.

"Interesting... and perculiar. However, as I am here as a diplomat, I wish not to waste an Emperor's time."

Richard cleared his throat.

"Perhaps we could set up a free trade agreement?"

"Of course...is there anything in particular my nation can offer you?"

He asked.

"Of course...is there anything in particular my nation can offer you?"

He asked.

"We are in dire need of several things. We have still not solved our shortage of Plasalmaton, Duerachrome, and tea."

OOC: Those two first things are matertials. Plasalmaton is like a goo that can bounce bullets away. Duerachrome is just plain really hard to break. It bends-- it doesn't snap.

The two men bowed low, their black cloaks falling against the floor. Two Saber Droids backed them up, their electro-sabers deactivated.

"If you would follow us," the first man said, "we will guide you to Admiral Karath and the Emperor's apprentices."

They then pivoted around, the two droids following in step behind them, as they exited the hanger, leading the Pythogrian delegate through the winding halls and spaces of the Saleupau Planetary Center, before finally coming to a large, rock-appearing door, with red marks etched on the outside.

"They wait for you in there." the guide spoke.

The door opened up, and a soft white light bathed out from the room inside, where a long table, chairs, and a few refreshments had been lain out. 3 black-robed individuals sat around the table, mostly staring off into space, as one gray-uniformed individual hurried up to the delegation.

"Greetings, friends. I am Grand Admiral Karath, behind me our Lords Sion, Ragnos, and Sadow-" he pointed out the other three in the room "-but please, do make yourselves comfortable."

"I believe we can supply with those things...the tea in excess. How ever, in return, I must ask if you know of any plants or animals that can survive in extreme cold weather, and can provide an excess of food. Several of my nations colonies have quite bitter weather."

He asked cooly.

OOC: Well, to let you know, the buuildings I have are usually built around trees and have moss all over them.

IC:

"I believe it was in the year 2081. June 20th."OOC: Sorry, my misunderstanding, thought that your buildings still had the modern ra of buildings things free of vegetation.

IC: The diplomat replied,” That is rather interesting. But, do you wish to know anything about the Eternals or the Eternal Empire?"

OOC: Sorry, my misunderstanding, thought that your buildings still had the modern ra of buildings things free of vegetation.

IC: The diplomat replied,” That is rather interesting. But, do you wish to know anything about the Eternals or the Eternal Empire?"

OOC: OK

IC:

"Well, I must ask, what "universal force" were you talking about in your first meaage?"

"I believe we can supply with those things...the tea in excess. How ever, in return, I must ask if you know of any plants or animals that can survive in extreme cold weather, and can provide an excess of food. Several of my nations colonies have quite bitter weather."

He asked cooly.

"We have several of those. The Argonso produces rather sweet fruit, and it can grow in temperatures below -100 degrees Celsius."

The two men bowed low, their black cloaks falling against the floor. Two Saber Droids backed them up, their electro-sabers deactivated.

"If you would follow us," the first man said, "we will guide you to Admiral Karath and the Emperor's apprentices."

They then pivoted around, the two droids following in step behind them, as they exited the hanger, leading the Pythogrian delegate through the winding halls and spaces of the Saleupau Planetary Center, before finally coming to a large, rock-appearing door, with red marks etched on the outside.

"They wait for you in there." the guide spoke.

The door opened up, and a soft white light bathed out from the room inside, where a long table, chairs, and a few refreshments had been lain out. 3 black-robed individuals sat around the table, mostly staring off into space, as one gray-uniformed individual hurried up to the delegation.

"Greetings, friends. I am Grand Admiral Karath, behind me our Lords Sion, Ragnos, and Sadow-" he pointed out the other three in the room "-but please, do make yourselves comfortable."

The Pythogrian delegate stepped into the room, and bowed to the three other people in black. "En Taro Adun." he sat himself down. "So, as for our alliance... what should exactly be the terms?"

OOC: OK

IC:

"Well, I must ask, what "universal force" were you talking about in your first meaage?"IC: The man responded,” The Eternals were referring to the action of the growing galactic powers of a numbers of great powers, such as the Dark Eternals. Who have enslaved untold trillions of sentient beings throughout the vastness of the universe. As well, many of the nations of this very galaxy have turned to Darkness and walked away from the path of light. In fact, a race of beings granted lives three times their old length, beloved of the Eternals, granted protection, given shelter, and provided with great technologies have betrayed the Eternals in favor of chaos and darkness.”

IC: The man responded,” The Eternals were referring to the action of the growing galactic powers of a numbers of great powers, such as the Dark Eternals. Who have enslaved untold trillions of sentient beings throughout the vastness of the universe. As well, many of the nations of this very galaxy have turned to Darkness and walked away from the path of light. In fact, a race of beings granted lives three times their old length, beloved of the Eternals, granted protection, given shelter, and provided with great technologies have betrayed the Eternals in favor of chaos and darkness.”

The Pythogrian diplomat was flabbergasted. "Erm... So... Let me guess... stay away from them. Right?"

The Eternals’ emissary said in response,” That is the our advice given to you. We though will try to stop if you chose the path, but we will not harm unless if you assail us first.”

The Eternals’ emissary said in response,” That is the our advice given to you. We though will try to stop if you chose the path, but we will not harm unless if you assail us first.”

"OK. Anyway, as for our alliance, what terms?"

The servant of the Eternals, smiled and then said,” The terms of the alliance are one of these two options. The first is do you want be given a new world, not within the Eternal Empire, and that world is a temperate and is fair year round. As well, the Eternals shall give you the means to live between 520-600 years, free of illnesses and with little aging, in length and the many new technologies. Or you may form an alliance where we are just allied (OOC: Same in both forms of alliance) to protect each other, but you will still receive many new technologies and the means to live between 280-340 years, with no illnesses and slower aging. Your people’s choice to chose.”

The servant of the Eternals, smiled and then said,” The terms of the alliance are one of these two options. The first is do you want be given a new world, not within the Eternal Empire, and that world is a temperate and is fair year round. As well, the Eternals shall give you the means to live between 520-600 years, free of illnesses and with little aging, in length and the many new technologies. Or you may form an alliance where we are just allied (OOC: Same in both forms of alliance) to protect each other, but you will still receive many new technologies and the means to live between 280-340 years, with no illnesses and slower aging. Your people’s choice to chose.”

OOC: No, I'm not accepting that kind of tech. Not unless yo ucan explai nthe basic how you'd do it.

OOC: Basically, the Eternals have a created a kind of serum in which the natural process of the degeneration of cells is slowed to a high degree, due to it slowing down of the process of cell duplication, which in turn slows down the aging process. As for the sickness thing the serum is intermingled with a number of chemicals which enhance the immune system against disease and viruses.

As for the tech, the Eternals will give you engines, which are basically more advanced versions of your own, but more perfected to the Eternals having been a space faring civilization for a VERY long period of time. Also, the Eternals will give you more deadly and powerful energy based weapons that have been designed off of your own basic designs.

OOC: Basically, the Eternals have a created a kind of serum in which the natural process of the degeneration of cells is slowed to a high degree, due to it slowing down of the process of cell duplication, which in turn slows down the aging process. As for the sickness thing the serum is intermingled with a number of chemicals which enhance the immune system against disease and viruses.

As for the tech, the Eternals will give you engines, which are basically more advanced versions of your own, but more perfected to the Eternals having been a space faring civilization for a VERY long period of time. Also, the Eternals will give you more deadly and powerful energy based weapons that have been designed off of your own basic designs.

OOC: Accepted!

IC:

"Why... thank you! We would like the first option."

OOC: I assume this only increases longlivety, and not makes people bulletproof.

OOC: It only increases longevity and makes people bulletproof to diseases, viruses, and infections.

IC: The Eternals’ diplomat replied happily,” Well, that is quite good and my masters shall be informed by the end of the hour. The only thing is that the serum will be only administered by persons of your nation who have chosen by the Eternals and as well will be heavily watched by them as well. Also, when will you want the coordinates to your new planet?”

OOC: It only increases longevity and makes people bulletproof to diseases, viruses, and infections.

IC: The Eternals’ diplomat replied happily,” Well, that is quite good and my masters shall be informed by the end of the hour. The only thing is that the serum will be only administered by persons of your nation who have chosen by the Eternals and as well will be heavily watched by them as well. Also, when will you want the coordinates to your new planet?”

OOC: Understood!

IC:

"Pythogria agrees. As for coordinates, as soo nas possible, please."

OOC: Understood!

IC:

"Pythogria agrees. As for coordinates, as soo nas possible, please."


where ur nation locaton at

OOC: Understood!

IC:

"Pythogria agrees. As for coordinates, as soo nas possible, please."OOC: Sorry, about this, but do not really known space coordinates so I made it up.

IC: The man replied,” The coordinate are at 923-4721TU-12.”

OOC: Sorry, about this, but do not really known space coordinates so I made it up.

IC: The man replied,” The coordinate are at 923-4721TU-12.”

OOC: I'd assume that. :p

IC:

The man put the cooeinates into his PDA. "Thank you. But perhaps a free trade agreement is an order? And perhaps we could give you something in return?"

The diplomat replied,” Alright, then the Eternals shall allow for a trade agreement to any of the human worlds that are in the Eternal Empire. Yet, my lords wish to know what do wish to offer them?”

OOC: Uh... my fleet jumped out to regroup or something. In reality, I can only post from 7:30 to 10:30 AM every other weekday, so I'm not going to start any battles for the next four weeks. And then summer shall begin.
PS, my fleet would have pwned yours.

OOC: Uh... my fleet jumped out to regroup or something. In reality, I can only post from 7:30 to 10:30 AM every other weekday, so I'm not going to start any battles for the next four weeks. And then summer shall begin.
PS, my fleet would have pwned yours.

OOC: OK, I have an economy to build anyway.

The diplomat replied,” Alright, then the Eternals shall allow for a trade agreement to any of the human worlds that are in the Eternal Empire. Yet, my lords wish to know what do wish to offer them?”

"Perhaps gems and metals? We can also offer very cheap, reliable, and very, very effective laser technology."

OOC: OK, I have an economy to build anyway.
I build my economy by leeching off yours. Yar!!!

I build my economy by leeching off yours. Yar!!!

NEVER!

NEVER!
YAR!!!
My fleet pwns yours repeatedly

YAR!!!
My fleet pwns yours repeatedly

How big IS your fleet?

How big IS your fleet?
Look at the "Rage and Hellfire" thread.
It gives the number of Cap-ships in each fleet.

Look at the "Rage and Hellfire" thread.
It gives the number of Cap-ships in each fleet.

How in all heck did you afford that?!?!?!

Oh yeah, if the numbers seem a little large, remember that this is a confederation of pirate fleets (therefore, it'll be a rare occasion when I can assemble the full force of the navy), we fly somewhat outdated cruisers, and we didn't actually have to buy or build these ships, we just stole them from shipyards and convoys.

How in all heck did you afford that?!?!?!
Hehe, I answered your question before I even knew you asked it.

Oh yeah, if the numbers seem a little large, remember that this is a confederation of pirate fleets (therefore, it'll be a rare occasion when I can assemble the full force of the navy), we fly somewhat outdated cruisers, and we didn't actually have to buy or build these ships, we just stole them from shipyards and convoys.

Then my ships would... utterly outclass yours...

Then my ships would... utterly outclass yours...
O RLY?

So, reveal to me, what your ships are like.

"Perhaps gems and metals? We can also offer very cheap, reliable, and very, very effective laser technology."The diplomat responded,” The only things that the Eternals really desire are the well being of your people. But, we are willing to accept precious metals such as copper, gold, and silver.”