NationStates Jolt Archive

Sanctus Sontoria, Mighty leader of the Holy Knights of Genetic Purity sat in his lunar complex watching the construction ships busily going around the new flag ship that was being built. Most of it was still yet to be constructed with only 60% of the superstructure currently complete but when finished it would be more powerful that any other ship in the Genite (Pronounced- Jen-night) Navy to grace the void of space. His second in command; a man known as Telmenicus Anazai walked into the room; his form was muscled and barely contained by his blood red uniform with Genite insignia over the right breast.

"My Lord" Telmenicus said bowing his head in respect from the man whom was his superior; "Construction on the new battleship goes well and on schedule"

Sanctus couldn't help but smile at this news his chest swelling with pride inside his suit; Sanctus was like most Genite's very muscled physically; his dark skin and shaven head made him quite an intimidating person and he had eyes that could burrow into the skulls of lesser men.

"Excellent" he said in a voice that was deep and calm, never betraying the true evil that lay behind it. "Soon with the completion of the flagship, the great fire can begin; the purging flames would sweep across the void and claim the impure. For too long had the genetically impure spread like a plague across the cosmos, for too long had the Elfish, the brutes, the Orcs and others spread there seeds across worlds, for too long had the weak dominated the galaxy and we had stood by and done nothing. But we shall stand by no more, run no more from our divine duty as handed down to us by Zaruel God of strength and might and with the blessings of Bardiel god of blood and pain. Fleets shall fall before our might, Worlds shall burn, rivers will run with blood and the weak shall perish. For we shall tear the skies a sunder with our power" he said getting distant.

"Yes My Lord" Telmenicus said with a smile.

"However, before the great purging may begin we shall need allies, allies that will be the match to start the great fire that will spread across the cosmos and cast the stars aflame" he said; "Send the message"

"By your command" Telmenicus said, bowing deeply before turning on his heal and leaving his leader alone.


We are the Genite's, We bid you welcome to our domain, We seek allies in this grand cosmos; and we wish to engage in trade and commerce the co-ordinates attached will take you to a system where you may contact us

The Large Teseract generators that kept the Genite home system separated from the domain of Normal space, and safe from FTL faring nations powered down for but a moment allowing a small window of opportunity for a squadron of eight Red stars to slip out of the system. The red and black ships sometimes called swords of the stars agilely travelled the slipstream crossing vast expanses of space in a short amount of time. Exiting the slipstream in a blue flash some several thousand light years away into an uninhabited system to await any who would take there offer and make contact.

Captain Zofia Scarfov was the leader of the group; she sat in her command chair, unlike the males of Genite society she wasn't strapped with muscles but was more slim and slender; her dark hair tied into a bun. She wore the standard crisp blood rood leather uniform tunic and black trousers with Genite insignia on the right breast; standard issue for any Genite line officer.

"Keep weapon power an minimum output; and make sure the stealth device is power down, let us not show our hand to our potential allies and enemies alike" she said with a sadistic smile. Her hands formed a bridge in front of her face knowing the other ships would comply with her orders, now all she could do was wait.

"Sir, we have a, fluctuation in sector 83,"
report!
it's one of the bottled systems, the isolation feild shut down for a breif moment, then returned to normal levels.
we have any info on that system?
not in the main database, a search of the old Records will take time.
you really think it's an an Elder construct?
the feild charachteristics are different. but that doesn't nessesarily mean it isn't one, It's also possilbe that the Great Enemy had created a analogous system for their own purposes.
from the legends, the enemy doesn't seem the sort to pass up subjugating a primitve race.
if you recall, our own system was blocked by the Elders, so that if they fell, the War might be continued later.
very well, assemble a fleet, in case the feild should prove to be failing, and the natives hostile.


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Master! severla ships have entered the space The Emporer, in his wisdom and kindness permits you to oversee for him.
that slice of vacum? who could possibly be intereted in that?
I know not, master, I merley read as you have so generously taught me, and report as you have told me to do.

perhaps the worm was on to something, Skekk-tal thought. if this trip proved worthwhile, he would have to reward it. whatever did those slave races do for fun?

as his ship entered the system, he broadcast a message to the intruders:
This is Skekk-tal, in the Name of The Emporer
Indentify Yourselves, and state your business here

Captain Zofia Scarfov, was sat in her command chair when the familiar beeping of a incoming com signal filled her ears her heart filled with joy that one of the new galactic powers had chosen to take up the message. Zofia was a pride full woman, that came with having 3 other sisters in the military and being the youngest meant she had something to prove. She had specifically requested this mission for the opportunity to meet outsiders, her people had been isolationists for 700 years but she had been assigned it by the High command because of her ability to turn tactical disadvantage into advantage.

"Put the message on speaker" she ordered and a moment later the message played, to say she was disappointed was an understatement; the aggressive tone of the message was exactly what she had been taught in the academy to expect of outsiders; she immediately replied.


We are the Genites, we come seeking allies and friends, however if you wish to be enemies we can accommodate that too


The tone was equally harsh and cold as the one she had received the message in, essentially she was fighting fire with fire and hoping not to start an inferno, the other 7 Red stars were motionless, waiting for any signal from the lead ship to do anything.

The Dictator, who was just recovering from wounds sustained in the last war after his ship had taken a direct hit from 5 nukes was just getting back in office got the message from the new nation.

"Hmm these people have some of the same ideals as us." he muttered.

"Yes they do maybe we should contact and them take them under our wing."

"Send them the a greeting."

Welcome to the universe! I noticed that you sent ships to the Ragnar system. I will meet with your delegation personally. we shall send only 7 ships but they will be large ons 1 Liberty class star dreadnaught,6 Imperial I star destroyers.

Zofia received the message from the Nation of 1010102, and she smiled a far more polite nation than those that had previously made contact this should be rather interesting; "Send a reply back" she ordered.

"By your command" replied her communications officer and a message was sent back to the 1010102 message.


Greetings, your delegation is welcomed, the size of your ships are no problem and we will be happy to meet your people