NationStates Jolt Archive

[Set about 600 Years ahead of my MT Nation, The Lucchese Famiglia now holds sway over its home Planet, which has been renamed Luccheseana. The Entire Planet is Family Run, and is a totally peaceful and orderly place, thanks to the secret laws of Omerta. In the years following MT, Luccheseana despatched few small Expeditions to it's neighboring moons, conquering in the name of the Family, but these were just small fry, in Shuttles and Rockets. The nearest Moon, which is ran by the Castellano Sub-Family, has now developed into a mid sized Space Port.
Today sees the launch of the Lucchesean Empire's first Naval Space Explorer, hoping to explore amongst the Stars, and spread the Black Hand's influence yet further.The Cruiser, bar the Branova Class fighters, has been fitted with recently discovered warp tech.]
[OOC Note: Please don't destroy me with your huge SD's and alike just yet.....]

The Cruiser's route will take it out past the boundaries of it's system. From it's start point on Castellana Star Port, it will pass directly away from the System's star, engaging it's warp drive going past all the known planets until t reaches the edge of the System. From here it will beam off a message into the reaches of Space for any response. Here the Ship will stay for 2 Days, monitoring the Edge of the System, before heading off into unknown territory.
If the Ship comes across a planet, it will first scan the Planet using the super computers on the bridge, and then land on the planet using the Workers from the Ship, who were all taken from the Lucchesean Army Air Corps, and are trained with weapons [also in case of Boarding actions].
The Men are all armed with standard pattern Helix LasGuns. These are rapid fire and use Light as their projectiles, accoringly, the mag (which holds up to 30 Shots worth of Light) can be powered up or powered down. If you select high power, you receive less, but stronger, shots, and so on.
If the Planet is Uninhabited, but Habitable, it will be claimed.
If it is Inhabited, contact will be made, and then further instruction will be received from Luccheseana.
The Ship will be in contact with Luccheseana at all times, via it's long range comms relay.

The Launch

Capo DiFanucci sat on the bridge of the FSS Palermo [Famiglia Ship Spaciale], so called because of the World's Capital, and looked down across the gleaming beast. Decorative red and olive green lines straddled the Ship as far he could see. Below the Ship was the Don Himself, seated in a High Orbit Gothic Observatory Shuttle, and watching the Proceedings. DiFanucci felt a presence near by, and he turned around to see Father Maranzo Approaching. DiFanucci smiled, and greeted the Man as the engines of the Ship began to throb, it was a comforting sound to the Capo, he had served on many low level Space Travel missions before, but this was it, what they had all been waiting for. Within 10 Minutes, the formalities were over, all dignitaries and V.I.P's had departed and were now all in their Own Shuttles, moored alongside in High Orbit. DiFanucci received the Order, and which he then passed on to the Engine room. Everyone on the Bridge seated themselves, as the Warp Engines engaged, sending the Ship flying into space, and into a new world and era. Now they were alone, for the moment, and who knew what they would encounter on their journey.

[ Info on the Space Ship : Click Me (http://img117.imageshack.us/img117/497/rosanovatransport6qg.png)

The Acceptor giggled to itself. It was very happy.
This sector of space was teeming with activity, unlike the old homeworld where practically nothing happened. It briefly explored a passing asteroid, fliting over it with the edge of its mind as it tumbled through space to whatever destination it had in mind. Every detail was noticed, if not looked at.
Then the Acceptor noted something it was trained to note.
Incoming warp signatures.
The Acceptor could feel things on most levels of space, it could even get vauge sensations from A-E levels in Hyperspace if it felt like it.
It made an attempt to focus on the incoming ship, attempting, although it was very difficult, to ignore the glory that was this system, with all of its sensations and activity and and and...
"Ship incoming on B level hyperspace! Unknown species / content! Be advised for whatever it is you want to do.

The Stalker...well...stalked across the bridge of the largest Tandu destroyer, almost grinning, "Perhaps we are lucky today, some other fleshbags seek to remove our claim to this world! Perhaps not, but maybe we will be priveleged to hunt them anyway!"

DiFanucci clutched his Rosarius beads around his fist. It was time, he had reached the edge of the System, and it was time to send out the message. The message was encoded, so much so that only space level civilisations could read it, this was deliberate. DiFanucci offered up a silent prayer, he was fairly nervous at this point in time. His Nav Officers slowed the ship, and stopped the Hyperdrive core, now the Ship travelled along at a healthy 200kmh. DiFanucci issued his orders quickly, quietly and accurately, and the PreRecorded message was sent into space.

Members of the Galatic Community,
This is a message of the Lucchesean People.
We mean you know harm, respond if capable.
I repeat, respond if capable.


The Message was beamed 3 times, before DiFanucci looked over to the Radar ops.
"Anything yet Leone?" He enquired, striding over imperiously.
"Erm yes, Capo, see here..." The Bridge fell silent as the pic capture was sent to the screen. It showed a huge ship, or lump, or something, picked up by the scanners. DiFanucci Thought.
"Hail it with the Message directly, Ready Gun Crews and Pilots. Raise Shields, Prepare Hyperdrive" DiFanucci was ready, either to fight or to run, whatever happened. The Bridge was a hive of activity as the Officers rushed around readying their crews.

Enslaver,1010102 Orbital Fleet
"Captain, we have received a message from an unknown race."

"ignore them we must stay and guard our capital."

The bridge crew went back to its normal routine.

[OOC: Waiting for Xantini before I post again]

"They speak! They say that they are peaceful!" The Acceptor began to twitch in its sensory net, chittering gibberish now.
"The Acceptor is overloaded, get on the auxiliary systems and bring a new one out! We may need it. Send the following response..."
Fleshbag ship, this is Chief Stalker Xinshta of the Tandu. You have entered Xantini space, state purpose or be destroyed.
The Tandu ship, shaped like a horribly large and rather heavily armed dragonfly, turned on the spot to display its impressive array of forward weapons in order to back up this statement.

Fleshbag ship, this is Chief Stalker Xinshta of the Tandu. You have entered Xantini space, state purpose or be destroyed.

There was a mixed reaction on the bridge, several of the officers clapped at first contact, the chaplains gave prayers of redemption at the shape of this ship, and some men just sat silent. In the Corner, the Comms Team were transmitting back to home, no doubt the great Don would be Pleased. DiFanucci pondered for a second, he had no doubt that they would be destroyed if he dared challenge them.
"Stand down Gun Teams, power down Torpedoes." He sat and began to process an answer to their request.
"We Are Peaceful, we are exploring Space outside of our home system. I say again we are peaceful. Our Purpose is to make contact with other Races. We have no aggression with you." DiFanucci sent off the transmission, and hoped for a positive reply. However, just in case, the ship was having an alternate route plotted, that would take it at least 20,00km around the outside of this Xantini Planet.

There was silence for a long while from the Tandu ship, and much communication between it and the new homeworld of the Tandu.
"Fleshbags, the Hive Lords wish to speak with you. You are granted safe passage to Xantini and safe passage away from it. If at any time you become a threat, you will be destroyed. You will receive landing coordinates shortly, if you land anywhere other than at that point, you will be destroyed. An escort awaits you at the landing site."
The destroyer veered off to one side, resuming its former patrol route around the planet.

"Fleshbags, the Hive Lords wish to speak with you. You are granted safe passage to Xantini and safe passage away from it. If at any time you become a threat, you will be destroyed. You will receive landing coordinates shortly, if you land anywhere other than at that point, you will be destroyed. An escort awaits you at the landing site."


DiFanucci nodded, he understood and hoped that the Xenos would keep to their word, in an honourable Italian way. The info was passed back home to the Great Don Himself, and the ship passed on it's way as the co-ordinates arrived.
Steadily, the FSS Palermo throttled up and veered down towards the Atmosphere. The ship hadn't been tested in re-entry or let alone landing ops, so DiFanucci brought the ship into Low Orbit in the Top of the Atmosphere.
Withing two Minutes, DiFanucci was seated within one of the Branovas, his Consigliere and Comms officer seated in other Ships. The Branvoas were Twin seated things, one fore, one aft. 5 Branvoas cleared the Hangar and entered into the Atmosphere, where they descended down to the Prexribed Co-Ordinates. The Pilot of DiFanucci's Branova, which was marked out in personal heraldry, started it's landing pattern.....

The Tandu spaceport was a sprawling affair, mostly built of concrete with little in the way of decoration or asthetic fluff. The landing pad that the aliens were set to land on was presently surrounded by something between an honour guard and a prisoner escort.
They had real weapons, but in deference to the fact that they were here to kill the aliens, their weapons were not raised. Each guard was slightly taller than the average Tandu, and covered in blue markings over their regular green chitin, indicating the rank of Stalker. Serious guards, it seems.

DiFanucci's Ship touched down onto the pad. His Pilot and himself hopped out of the ship, and waited whilst the Comms Officer transmitted the following.

Safe Arrival.
If no message received in 10 Minutes, jump to warp space.

After this was done, the 3 Officers, flanked by 7 Men all with Helix Carbines, approached the Aliens. DiFanucci was apprehensive and offered up a prayer for redemption and protection, before walking forwards to great their leader.
"Greetings, I am Capo Andreas DiFanucci." He waited for a reply, and looked around at the sprawling, dirty city around them.

*tag*

One of the Stalkers stepped forward, "I am Xinshta, follow."
The Stalker turned and headed off toward the Starport exit, attempting to control itself before it slaughtered the fleshbags behind it. They smelled even worse than the ones the Tandu had taken this planet from, if possible!
Outside the starport the party entered an elevator which took them down several stories at least, where it opened up to a large underground cavern positivly filled with Tandu and various client races.
Xinshta promptly stomped off to one side of the elevator and hissed something along the lines of, "Your new escort will meet you shortly. Wait here." And vanished into the skittering crowd.
A short time later, an Acceptor appeared. The Acceptors in general where taller and thinner than the Tandu, with an oddly comical look. They had large heads attached to minimalist bodies, with legs that were often more than twice as long as the entire width of their body.
It seemed somewhat more cheerfull than the Tandu.
"Greetings! I am Ninattha, Acceptor and loyal servant of the Hive! Ive never met a fleshbag before, is it true that you dont eat your young?"

"Your new escort will meet you shortly. Wait here."
DiFanucci nodded and stood still, looked around at his men and smiled feebly. It was so, so new to all of them. A couple of weeks ago and nobody could have dreamed this could happen!
Suddenly a rather strange looking beast appeared and announced itself.
"Greetings! I am Ninattha, Acceptor and loyal servant of the Hive! Ive never met a fleshbag before, is it true that you dont eat your young?"
DiFanucci was very taken aback, but still managed to regain his composure.
"I guess it would depend on the circumstances, but on the whole, we do not." He smiled politely.
"I am Capo Andreas Fanucci" He bowed politely, and waited to follow after the creature.

*bump*

"Very interesting, very interesting! The Hive Lords wish to meet you, you must be very important! This way, this way!" The creature adopted a sort of gallop which, while requiring lots of movement, didnt seem to get it anywhere very fast, one could not walk near it for fear of being struck by the wildly flailing legs.
After some time, and many hostile glares from passing Tandu, they arrived at the bottom of the huge spiral that composed the main Tandu city (nest? colony?) on Xantini, looking up from the bottom one could see directly to the top, nearly a mile away.
There was a pit at the bottom of the city, perhaps a hundred feet wide or so, several doors led off of it and, in the center, was a moderatly sized spiral staircase down which the Capo and his men were directed.
The chamber at the bottom was a bit different from the rest, for one thing, it was decorated, containing several banners with Tandu symbology on them and it was lit with blue lights.
There was a large desk, or a Tandu equivalent at least, that surrounded the middle. On the inside of the closer end of the circle several cargo crates had been placed, these had cushions of some sort stuck to them, but the crates were clearly visible beneath.
On the far end, eight creatures, similar to the Tandu, sat. They were somewhat shorter and longer than the Tandu, and black. They also had an extra set of arms and were currently buzzing at each other in Tanni.
They turned to look at the visitors, which showed another difference between them and the other Tandu, for they lacked the compound eyes of their relatives. They had three eyes which closely resembled those of humans, which were deep purple.
"Greetings, Humans. We are the Hive Lords of Xantini, we speak for all that you see above."

"Greetings, Hive Lords, we are most honoured by your reception. I am Capo DiFanucci, and I represent the most Holy Empire of Luccheseana" He enacted a low, sweeping bow, and observed the Hive Lords, strange black squat creatures, quite menacing to behold, as was much of the rest of Xantini.
Behind the Capo, the Comms officer was constantly relaying what was happening.

Several Hive Lords nodded, and one gestured to the crates, "We do not have seating ammenities for bipeds, these were arranged with some haste when you arrived. They are somewhat better than sitting on the floor."
"Now, we wish to conduct trades with your species, this planet is regrettably poor in fuels we require to power our starships and facilities. If you can provide us with...I beleive it is known as 'plutonium' in your language. Can you provide it?"

DiFanucci Nodded thoughtfully. He remembered his childhood mining on the Mineral Rich asteroids that circuited the System. However, he was wary, what if the Aliens just wanted the info to find out if they were worth invading or not. Tredding carefully was the best option, he decided.
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"Well, we may have some ways to provide for you, for what return though?" He asked carefully, his Comms Op. relaying it all into the Auspex he was holding.

"We can provide you with gold, if you so wish. This world is rich in non-fuel metals, iron, platinum, iridium and so on. You are apprehensive, why is this?"

"You are amongst our only Space Contacts. No Offence to you or your people, but we must still be cautious. I have noticed a certain, resentment, towards us from some of your people.." DiBonecci smiled gracefully.
" As for the offer, I am sure we can come to a proper arrangement...."

"You are different, as you know doubt have noticed. And most of the Stalkers consider Humans to be beneath them in any case. As to the trade, when can we contact you again to arrange this deal?"