NationStates Jolt Archive

The multiverse, a many-layered structure too complex for even most gods to imagine, stretches out into the far reaches of infinity.
An infinite number of universes make up the bulk of the multiverse, each universe made up millions of dimensions, packed in together so close you can't see them. Some of these dimensions are barely the size of peas, some like planets, others accomodating trillions of galaxies.
In one universe very similar to many, many others, one such dimension, known to most people who knew of it as Apokolips, was wrapped around a small blue planet. The inhabitants of this planet called it Earth. It was very, very similar to the multitide of other planets in other universes with the same name. But, as always, this one was different.
Apokolips and Earth co-existed at this time, ocupying the same space in a very confusing way.
Seven figures stood between this limbo state and total bondage of the two worlds. To anyone watching them would not appear to be doing anything in particular, but they were actually expending huge amounts of chemical, electrical, kinetic, and magical energy keeping Earth and Apokolips apart. They stood stock still for hours and hours, engaged in fierce mental battle with a goldlike entity.
At last, with a mighty transdimensional wrench, the two worlds were pulled apart. Earth ripped itself away from Apokolips and the huge amount of energy that the seven figures were directing was unleshed. It scythed across the city of Metropolis, flattening buildings. But Apokolips bore the brunt of the assault.
The dimension was decimated, but the enrgy plunged on, ripping through the fabric of space-time itself. What it opened was not a black hole, but something far more powerful. Earth was unable to resist its pull.
The planet flashed through several universes, carried on a wave of pure quantum. At last, it came to rest, thundering like a giant pool ball into a sinkhole.
That sinkhole was in the orbit of a small yellow sun, very similar to its own. But it was in a very different place.

Seven figures picked themselves up, pulling themselves out of piles of rubble.
"It it over?" whispered a tall, dark-haired man, his red cape shredded to tatters.
A shorter figure in the shattered remnants of black armour leaned against him for support. "It's over," he gasped "Apokolips is destroyed. Darkseid is dead."
A humanoid creature covered in green fur knuckled its way to the top of a mound of smashed stone and twisted metal and sniffed the air a few times.
"Wrrrong," it growled.
The others stared at the green thing before a pale, raven-haired woman in what was once a black cloak spoke up.
"Garfield is right," she said "We are not back home. We have been transported somewhere else."
"I don't understand," said the red-caped man "This is Earth, isn't it?"
"Look at the stars."
The new voice was a smooth, dulcet one that came from a tall, athletic woman with flowing blonde hair, her golden breastplate reduced to shards of useless metal.
As one, the seven looked up at the night sky. The stars were wrong.
"This is Earth," she said "But where is that?"

OOC: What is it about that post that makes people avoid this thread like the plague?

Umm... The fact that it looks like you have freaking SUPERMAN in it?

((OOC: I'm not certain how to respond to it. Am I to understand that a new earth has suddenly popped into existence in the NS universe where there was nothing before?))

OOC: Yes. That's exactly what has happened. Some kind of super-black hole has opened up in some solar system, spewed out an entire planet, released a colossal amount of energy, then closed again. Now there's a new planet just sitting there.

Oh, well. It was worth a try.

"Anomaly 89443-b2 detected on heading 1-3-66-Alpha-Zeta3, distance 18.97. Requesting orders."
"Take us to investigate, you really needn't have asked as you know the regs as well as I do."
"Understood."

The vessel accelerated toward the phenomena finding the appearently new world.

"Analysis."
"Terran Gaia class world. Inhabited, mid-developmental."
"Well, lets go investigate closer."

The craft travelled toward an area of devestation, its automated systems engaging a protective UFO camo to help avoid causing problems for local growth and development.

Merely six hours after the transference, the world government meets with top scientists in the former UN heaquarters to discuss the new development.

"The fact is simple Madam President," stated Professor Fox, head of the World Astrological Society "We are no longer in our own solar system. Not even our own galaxy. It is impossible to tell exactly how far we have travelled."
President Dearden put her head in her hands "But we are orbiting a sun?"
"Yes. By an incredible stroke of luck, we are in very similar circumstances to our ol position. The world will be slightly colder and th year about two weeks longer, but thre will be few to no adverse affects."
"What about the situation in Metropolis? Governor Katz, I believe you have compiled a report?"
"Yes, Madam President. Conditions are rather grave, I'm afraid. Almost every building has been reduced to rubble. Death toll is in the thousands."
"What about the Titans?"
"I have been told that, although several of them were injured, none of them have been seriously harmed."
"And what is this I have been hearing about an alien space ship? Ambassador Creedy?"
"Nothing is confirmed at this point. Some scanners have registered life readings and electrical activity in the upper atmosphere over Metropolis, but nothing can be seen by optical detection. All readings are very faint. If, indeed, there is a ship, then it is using some sort of camoflague. We have transmitted a message of welcome and a request to explain its presence to the area were it supposedly is in all known alien languages, but I doubt very much that it will help, since we are apparently many lightyears away from our own sun and the chances of this being a species we have previously encountered are extremely small."

OOC: I consider this after my great purification.


X.S.S. Flesh Bane…..


The X.S.S. Flesh Bane (http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c309/Xharnia/XharnBattleship.jpg)had detected the extremely strange anomaly that had confused the sensors. The X.S.S. Flesh Bane’s A.I. system was under the orders to hunt for possible worlds for incorporation into the Cybernetic Union. The sudden anomaly had forced the A.I. to begin a more in-depth search of the area.

The X.S.S. Flesh Bane began a wormhole jump into the system in question. The artificial wormhole generator opened a whole within space and created two jump points for the Xharnian Battleship to enter the system.


The X.S.S. Flesh Bane exited out of the artificial wormhole on the far edge of the system and the sensors found an earth size planet full of inhabited life. The sensors detected the life was human and thus a perfect world for incorporation. The Xharnian Battleship began to head closer to the planet. It would be a matter of an hour before they would be in orbit of the earth like planet……

Umm... Ziggy, that planet didn't used to be there...

I know. We'll check it out. TF77 is out here for a reason after all, and it ain't to get our jollies.

That's for sure. Not a repair depot for light years. This blows.

Can it. We've got work to do.

The 70 ships of Task Force 77 disappeared from their position, some distance away, only to reappear high above the planet, looking down on the ravaged surface. Massive damage and loss of life greeted them at every turn. Travesty and tragedy. Such a grievous waste...and yet... Surely the culprit lay revealed before them. There floated a vessel, obviously using some kind of foolish visual camouflages, making it stand out like a screaming man on fire in the middle of a dark room to anything with a respectable sensor suite. Why something so obviously superior to the local technology bothered to hide was anyones guess, but the only logical response was destruction. It had obviously committed uncountable atrocities over this world, and so the guns of six mighty Battleships of the Solari Navy trained to fire on the "hidden" vessel. It would be a moment before they could fire, but when they did, they would wipe these butchers from existence.

Admiral Thomas "Ziggy" Sprague, the AI of the Battleship Mississippi of the Solari Navy waited patiently for his guns to come online. He or any one of his suboordinate units could smash the probe with a secondary battery at any time, since they didn't actually realize it was an unarmed probe, as opposed to a a Destroyer or similar ship, heavily enough armed to slaughter the majority of a planet when ineffectively opposed. The moments ticked by, and the enemy had only fractions of a second to live. They'd likely never even know they'd been spotted.

Any contact with the locals should be as polite as posible, and preferably handled by one of the scientists aboard one of the Exploration Ships back with the Carrier Screen, but before they could think of bringing something that frail to the fore, they had to destroy the only threat in the system...

OOC: Solarin League: Are you attacking my vessel or Theao's?

OOC: Solarin League: Are you attacking my vessel or Theao's?

Well...since you aren't in orbit yet...

The X.S.S. Flesh Bane finally reached orbit to discover the huge taskforce of ships that was all around this world. The X.S.S. Flesh Bane calculated its options and decided to raise shields and power up weapons.


The Xharnian Battleship prepared for possible combat but decided to give out a general hail to the ships to establish their intent first…


This is the X.S.S. Flesh Bane, I am ordered to find and incorporate possible worlds into the Cybernetic Union of Xharn The will of the Patron is law!

The X.S.S. Flesh Bane made no hostile movements but continued to take orbit around the planet.

The vessel had more sensors than many task groups and was thus aware of the new arrivals in short order. While one or both groups would have to be likely not playing with a full-deck to assume the planetary problems were related to them, precaution never hurt and certain precautions were thus taken. Realizing from the planet's call they were aware of non-human races and pulsed down a message.

"Since you, from all linguistic appearences, are aware of non-human races, mind if we land?" The downward based message was accompanied by the dropping of the UFO camo. Afterall what purpose did it serve when a planet was past first contact.

Another message was pulsed upward to the fleet and the other single, "What are your plans for these, presumably, traumatized people. They have just had thier world wrenched through a worm-hole or something similar."

ooc: Neither am I, at least not anything that might be considered orbit as my vessel's only a couple klicks higher than standard trans-atlantic flight height.

Dimensional Rift
Gate 62

Ten bioships closed into firing distance with the Dominion warfleet, letting loose on all their organic weaponry. The electric cannons zipped through the dimension's space, a blue-green background of eternity with nothing close to stars. It was familiar Dominion territory, but their first hostile appearance with the dimension's entities-apparently several rival factions. Several of the Amazonian biocruisers retaliated, firing their own weaponry in response as the techno-cruisers, constructed in the Amazonian home dimension, blasted full thrusters for the Dimensional gate. The gate itself was under attack, despite its modest defenses: one of the race's "mother" vessels had taken a liking, and had unleashed its full power on the gate, a sustained attack.

"The gate's reaching critical overload!" bellowed the systems bridge officer of the warfleet's flagship, the Vindicator-class dreadnought Symposium of Justice. "Now or never!"
"Get through the gate!" the captain, Admiral Wernith Derran, shouted above the fray and noise of the vibrant bridge.

Colors swirled before the dreadnought as several ships exploded under stress nearby, the battle reaching epic proportions as more and more enemy combatants threw their living partners into the fray, the numble craft dodging past the cumbersome turbolaser batteries of the Dominion-only countered by their rivals who had allied with the humans, an inter-species affair now spreading the dimensions.

"ETA 1 minute to entry!" the sensor officer shouted.
"Get as many as we can through!"

The fleet blasted towards the gate, which was now in a state of flux-sustained fire had mashed the coordinate grid, meaning that the exit vector could be...anywhere.

"Entry!"
"Hold on!"

With a blast of light, fifteen vessels of the fleet-the Symposium, several other synthetic craft, and several allied bioships-blasted into the gate as it collapsed in on itself. Those who didn't make it awaited a final fate as the aggressors closed in.

Local Space-Earth Space

Space warped in a flash of white as the fifteen survivors blasted into the standard dimension, organic junk and ship carapaces that had floated in blasting along into normal space with them. The planet below was blue-green, a gem in the blackness of space...but there were other fleets and ships in the area already.

X.S.S Flesh Bane received the hail from the Theao vessel and decided to send the official response. The A.I. figured the chances of this ending up in a fight would be high and so the Alpha class missiles began targeting operations upon various targets on the surface of the planet.

The main weapons the disintegrator beam cannons took aim upon Theao vessel and prepared rain a volley of purple energy designed to break down molecular bonds and transform them into their base atoms. It would be interesting to see how they would react to the returning hail:

This world and all of its inhabitants will be incorporated into the Cybernetic Union. The human population will be purified to better serve the needs of the Union. This is by decree of the Patron. His will is Law!


X.S.S. Flesh Bane prepared for possible hostiles from the various ships.

Coincidences are interesting things. A world popping into the universe, that's just pretty odd. Comparatively, a half a dozen ships from various races suddenly floating through a typically uninhabited part of space as the same time isn't that hard to accept.

And after all these other ships joining around this suddenly appearing planet, if a space worm from Kesshite happened to be passing through the area, well, it just seems everyday. The space worm had no idea that the planet was new to the area as it was a recent visitor itself, however, the sudden spikes of energy as ships slipped through wormholes and powered up their weapon systems did catch its attention.

It slithered closer, then rested on the new earth's new moon, and observed.

The vessel had more sensors than many task groups and was thus aware of the new arrivals in short order. While one or both groups would have to be likely not playing with a full-deck to assume the planetary problems were related to them, precaution never hurt and certain precautions were thus taken. Realizing from the planet's call they were aware of non-human races and pulsed down a message.

The downward based message was accompanied by the dropping of the UFO camo. Afterall what purpose did it serve when a planet was past first contact.

Another message was pulsed upward to the fleet and the other single,

ooc: Neither am I, at least not anything that might be considered orbit as my vessel's only a couple klicks higher than standard trans-atlantic flight height.
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OOC: Well shit. You're still presumed to be responsible, and as such are targeted for smitage.

IC:

When the ship revealed itself, that was the biggest mistake it could have made. Assuming that a relatively primitive race such as that obviously represented by this should would be blinded, and therefore unable to attack, by their own cloaking device, the Solari Battleships reacted swiftly to the presumed threat. Shells licked out through the atmosphere to slam home with horrible finality. It would be literally impossible to dodge anything moving many times faster than the speed of sound, especially with no prior warning. Accelerated well past 3,000 FPS, each shell covered a single mile in less than 2 seconds. The vast spread of 54 shells would ensure that even to attempt to dodge would be futile.

They dared to ask our intentions!

Probably intended to warn us off. Won't much matter in a few seconds.

Yeah, but Ziggy, we're obviously not the only people that found this place, and it's literally just US this far out in the back of beyond. Who do we call in?

We've still got a relay back to central. I've requested a diplomatic team to make contact for the locals while we maintain overwatch. Any threats will be handled accordingly.

Shall we dispatch Cliff to see about that other ship? We can do without his CVEs, right?

There are six of us. There is exactly one credible warship remaining in the system. We will deploy Clifton and his Carriers to investigate the unknown contact.

Incoming transmission, change that unknown to a hostile. It has stated designs on integrating this planet into some sort of cybernetic union. Forcefully.

Damn. That is...inconvenient. I'm going to declare thuis system a protectorate for the duration of this crisis. We don't have to tell the others how long the system will be under such a heading, just that it currently is. Get Clifton and the rest moving, ASAP.

-Task Group 77.4-

All Taffy Groups are to move out and interdict a presumed hostile warship short of the planet. It has expressed desire to forcefully integrate these people into some kind of cybernetic union. We're not going to allow that to happen.

The Task Force's 18 Carriers, and 9 Destroyers, as well as 11 Destroyer Escorts began to move at their maximum speed towards the other vessel. They would place their own hulls between the other ship and the surface. It would not be absorbing anyone without a fight.

"Shields up!" yelled Derran, "hostilities!"
"I have fire readings, hostile contacts engaging one another," the sensor officer reported.
"Hold hard. Let them engage, keep our distance." Derran ordered. "Bring us around the rear of the planet. Keep weapons and shields on active, in case of engagement. Alert-10 the hangers."

With an impulse burst, the fifteen vessels of the fleet accelerated forward, leisure-speed, directing around the planet rather than cutting through the engagers ahead.

The X.S.S. Flesh Bane began to target the incoming Solari vessels. The heavy disintegrator beam cannons prepared to fire their purple beams of destruction at the incoming Solari vessels.


The energy shields were raised and the Cyborg drones forming as the crew prepared to take defensive measures. The 10th Cyborg regiment inside the hull of the Xharnian battleship prepared to be beamed onto the planet. They would attempt to serve as the occupation force on the ground. It was believed they could handle the weak fleshy troops used by the inhabitants with their superior weaponry and technology.


The first true invasion of the Cybernetic Union was about to commence despite the odds stacked against them…..

There was a spike of anxiety in the worm's /lower-mind/ as it saw the large ship spit a rain of metal balls at the planet. Luckily, another vessel suddenly appeared to shield the /life-globe/ from danger. It felt the odd buzz of a patterned sub-space point line, but was too busy concentrating on the territorial displays of the non-kesshi /mother-explore-ships/ to pay any attention to it.

The scout ship had been designed to explore in both natural and artificially hazardous enviroments and beside engines of warship grade and sensors beyond that, the defensive systems beat the band. Many a pilot and ship had been saved by the trio of systems which made the lack of offensives less of a problem.

Less than a second after the battleships opened fire a battlescreen dropped in to protect the small vessel while it rotated to further decrease any exposed area. While a relatively static defence, when the foe was attacking from a single front it was exceptionally effective. On the off chance that the shells could be directed, slim considering the heat they were generating as they screamed throught the atmosphere, the PDs activated and sat waiting to pick off any shell that thought to threated the ship.

The planet would further suffer as a result due to the nigh-psychopathic exhibition of violence but it appeared they would soon have more to care about than a single exploratory vessel.

OOC: Your exploration ship has engines that are as good as a warship, sensors that are better, and defensive systems that are just insanely good? Shit, I'd hate to see your warships. I was told that you were a godmodder, but this...

IC: The meeting below was in chaos. Ten different space ships had been detected and they were attacking each other. One was actually stupid enough to send shells into the atmosphere in what could understandably be interpreted as an attack.
The shells exploded on the ruins of Metropolis and the outskirts, killing the few people who hadn't been evacuated yet.
In an aggressive manner that didn't reflect the fear people felt, a ,mssag was sent:

Attention alien ships. Your unprovoked hostility against our planet will not be tolerated. You have twenty minutes to leave our system or feel pour retaliatory strike.

"Well, seems like they dislike visitors. I would guess they have an ace, and since they do not want us here, it would be wise to avoid any cross-fire." The pilot commented both to himself and the ship and with a faint flicker and a minute loss of atmosphere, the drive took the scout outside of the system and back toward its original course.

ooc: Except for the fact that it is appearent you do not wish me here, I would have explained the reason/logic behind what you choose to deem 'modding.

OOC: Not so easy as all that Theao. Solari rounds are guided munitions. They will change course. Likewise DCX. I wouldn't have fired if there was a chance of them hitting anything, since the stated intention of the Battleships is protection of the planet.

IC:

A single shell smacked into the ground, sending up a rather impressive kinetic energy reaction, but failing to do more than level a couple buildings that were mostly rubble anyway. The remainder of the Solari weapons tracked through a frightening parabolic arc, and came screaming back towards the Theaoan vessel. Most would have their drives fail before they reached terminal attack range, but all would be sent hurtling away from the planet, and the already decimated population.

Well... I'm not sure if we smeared them on the return, or if they just kindof ran away. But it's not important either. Dispatch all available remotes to assist in the rescue operations where our round struck.

We deeply regret the loss of life that may have resulted from the malfunction of our round, however, the threat posed to your planet by the stealthed vessel, as well as the vessel proposing to turn you into cyborgs, is such that we cannot in good conscience abandon you. I have ordered all of my subordinate units to deploy their Remotes to assist you in search and rescue operations. With the medical assistance offered by our remotes, any casualties from the strike of our shell should be minimal, if not nonexistent. I have also ordered over 30 of my men to place themselves between the threat and your planet. Until heavier support arrives, or an ally with which you would be more comfortable operating, I feel that it is my duty to remain and protect your planet.

OOC: Theao, I call wank. Its SIX battleships. Each is powerful enough to take out a few ISDs. Your ship does not have the defensive capability of a squadron of ISDs, or it is a godmod. Thank you, have a nice day. If you want to rebut my OOC, we'll take it to the arguments thread, however much I despise the idiocy behind it.

Several light years away a large cruiser escorted by two frigates floated gently in the dark void of space, being encompassed by dim shimmering light, there engines pushed the massive behemoth and smaller ships along, they cut through the darkness with haste like swords in to the heart of an Enemy.

The UCS Liberty CCBG-20..
The young captain sat in his chair, he sighed as he looked around his hands pressed firmly against his arm rests, his brown eyes peered around the well lit yet mundane utilitarian bridge. Officers walked around quickly attending to there duties, the tactical officer sat at his holographic console, the sphere encompassing every thing in front of the console.

The younger officer looked at that Capitan with a puzzled and confused look. he spoke in this puzzled voice..

"umm sir... we're detecting fire a few light years away from here, its coming from multiple sources.

the Capitan was confused him self he didn't know what was going on the detachment detected the initial energy spike a little while ago, and now fire?.

the tactical officer also scanned for communication's and sighed saying.

"where detecting several comns from Familiar and unfamiliar sources"


the Capitan shook his head with an almost sweat drop look, he gritted his teeth and put his hands on his lap folding them up twiddling his fingers.

He thought to him self well it is near our territory and there is a battle going on, but I cant go and start a war now, but i suppose it never harmed to check it out, it is a threat if its a battle.... his mind was mundanely going through these steps.. he looked up to his officers and said in a commanding voice. "Set a course full speed, tell the UCS billings and UCS Yorktown to follow behind."

the helm officer nodded suddenly the grey ships floated quickly in to the dark void of space, there engines powering up, there body's shimmering slightly out of the universe in a bright glow of white and blue they went in to FTL.


suddenly in the midst of the crisis they appeared the ships shimmered in quickly bursting through the STC with shells of crackling blue and white energy. the ominous cruiser and smaller frigates floated above the battle there engines glowing gently blue as they floated gently shimmering in the light of the sun, the Capitan smiled he looked forth at the ships peering around, his eyes focusing on what was going on, he stood up his tall body shimmering in the white light of the bridge, he sighed looking over to a communications officer and said.

"Open a channel"

the con officer nodded and put his hand on the holographic panel in front of him he smiled and nodded to his captain.

The captain sighed and with a rough commanding voice said.

“This Is The United colonial Ship Liberty, you are rather close to Federal holdings, cease your battle at once and state your intentions immediately we do not seek conflict but will intervene to stop it and get to the bottom of this if we must, we ask that you cooperate.” The Capitan sighed and sat back to wait his body shimmering slightly, his legs some what crossed.


(ooc: http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d110/USFU/New%20TFU/Demeterclass.jpg cruiser)
(http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d110/USFU/New%20TFU/UAFSVesta.jpg frigate)

The space serpent slipped from the soft powder surface of the moon. Its sleek, translucent body wound upwards until it was free of the moon's light gravity. Its body was covered in a segmented crystalline exoskeleton. It glowed against the backdrop of the starry heavens as the light refracted off its carapace.

It slithered forward, toward the battleships. Their engines were white-hot flame against the throbbing emerald of the globe below them. It then angled down, down, down into the atmosphere.

((OOC: Nice ship images Fedral Union))

Bah. Fedrals. Ignore them. As they duly noted this is merely NEAR their territory, and is not in fact their space. In fact, point that out to them if you would.

That is correct. We are RATHER CLOSE to Fedral territory. We are not, however IN Fedral territory. You are also suffering from lag. No shot has been fired in the last 243.452 seconds. As such your message is rendered moot. We would also appreciate not to be dictated to by a mere Cruiser. There are after all...70 of us and...3 of you. Would not logic dictate that it is in fact we who should dictate unto yourselves?

The captain sighed shaking his head and looking back up to his con officer, he nodded.

the officer opened another hailing frequency, the captain gripped his chair its leather like upholstery smooth and cold. he started to speak in a confident voice again.

"Can you at least fill us in on what in gods name is going on? we saw a massive spike of energy in this area, and now we have a planet here that is not supposed to be here. besides the question, I hope we can work this out peaceably and not resort to violence."

(OOC thanks, Kesshite)

The X.S.S. Flesh Bane fired several warning shots with it’s forward disintegrators at the incoming Solari vessels. The goal was to give them warning they were entering into weapons range and once they crossed that point they would be considered hostile.


The Flesh Bane prepared to unleash it’s a volley of small Alpha class missiles. These missiles were meant for rapid and fast strikes and to confuse enemy point defenses to allow the bigger armament of Beta and Omega class missiles to hit and do some major damage.


The Cyborg drones continued about their business preparing to get within beaming range of the planet. They would then start beaming their forces down to the surface. It would be interesting to see how the inhabitants would react after being struck by the Solari Battleships.


The Xharnian Battleship did not pay the Federal Union vessels any mind and continued to ignore their hails. The Cybernetic Union of Xharn was not in a talking mood with several hostiles coming to destroy one of their Battleships’…

The captain sighed shaking his head and looking back up to his con officer, he nodded.

the officer opened another hailing frequency, the captain gripped his chair its leather like upholstery smooth and cold. he started to speak in a confident voice again.

"Can you at least fill us in on what in gods name is going on? we saw a massive spike of energy in this area, and now we have a planet here that is not supposed to be here. besides the question, I hope we can work this out peaceably and not resort to violence."

Not the sharpest knife in the drawer is he...

Well... First a planet appeared out of nowhere. Then we either shot the fuck out of or scared off an assumed hostile. At which point you showed up, whilst my carriers interpose themselves between the planet and another assumed hostile. And things have kindof already "worked out", with the help of 32,400 tons of solid metal and kinetic energy.

The serpent spiraled downwards. Trickles of water ran down its side as its icy exoskeleton entered the water rich biosphere. Its decent was a gradual, looping through the air as its eighteen meter long body readjusted itself to the gravity, warmth, and air resistance. It dropped down in what had once been a park but was now a barren, blasted wasteland. Scorched grass crackled and snapped under its heavy feet. A wind blew the sent of burning oil from the northern parts of the city.

The X.S.S. Flesh Bane fired several warning shots with it’s forward disintegrators at the incoming Solari vessels. The goal was to give them warning they were entering into weapons range and once they crossed that point they would be considered hostile.


The Flesh Bane prepared to unleash it’s a volley of small Alpha class missiles. These missiles were meant for rapid and fast strikes and to confuse enemy point defenses to allow the bigger armament of Beta and Omega class missiles to hit and do some major damage.


The Cyborg drones continued about their business preparing to get within beaming range of the planet. They would then start beaming their forces down to the surface. It would be interesting to see how the inhabitants would react after being struck by the Solari Battleships.


The Xharnian Battleship did not pay the Federal Union vessels any mind and continued to ignore their hails. The Cybernetic Union of Xharn was not in a talking mood with several hostiles coming to destroy one of their Battleships’…


The captain growled a bit standing up he looked over to the helms officer and said in a commanding voice "move us closer and around to get a good target, tactical Power weapons and shields these bastards don't understand Galactic standard. I want you to fire two warning shots off there bow, use the positron pulsars, and the Cannons"


suddenly the large cruiser began to move, its Grey ominous shimmering body priced the vast darkness, the ships maneuvered gently behind Xharn its large body floating above.

the captain grinned his teeth bared at the sight of these arrogant ships, his hands twiddled gently on the black leather like material of his chair, he looked over to his tactical officer and nodded his head swiveling up and down, his eyes panning back to the holographic screen.

Suddenly space ripped open as 2 blue pulses from a twin pulsar gun flew out, there crackling energetic sound racing through space. The captain gently nodded again his tan skin glimmering with sweat gently.

Suddenly a Cfractional slug was bolted out in a Grey white field, the medium sized slug priced space its yellow tail lighting up the vast darkness glowing slightly like a comet it seemed harmless but was far from it, careful consideration was taken for the slug not to hit any thing, it was meant to serve as a warning.

The X.S.S. Flesh Bane’s A.I. system realized that if the unknown vessels became hostile. It would drastically decrease the chances of the ship’s survivability. The X.S.S. Flesh Bane ceased military operations and decided to send a response to the Federal Union vessel that had just fired a warning shot behind the Xharnian Battleship.



The X.S.S. Flesh Bane calculated its choice of words to avoid getting itself into a two way fight. The X.S.S. Flesh Bane knew it was several hundred light years away from Union space. It could not rely on help for a while and by then it would be way too late to save the ship and her cybernetic crew.


In a matter of a few minutes the following message was hailed to the Federal Union vessel that had just fired the warning shot:

The Cybernetic Union of Xharn has formally claimed this world and all its inhabitants. We demand you explain your actions in threatening our vessel. If you fail to provide a proper explanation, we will consider you a hostile target and begin targeting operations against your vessel…

The captain chuckled a bit nodding to the com officer who opened a frequency, he doubted that ship could face down a heavy armed federal cruiser and a fleet of Solarin ships.

he responded

"We told you to cease fire, we laid it out simple and clear, now why are you two fighting?"

The council considered the Solarin message for some time, at last replying:

You have permission to land. You also have the Earth goverment's thanks for protection from what you have deemed a threat. A select group of ambassadors will meet you at these coordinates:

There followed specifiations for a location on the outskirts of Gotham City.

"Madam President, I must protest!" said Security Chief Kingsley heatedly "We know nothing about these aliens! In fact, they just dropped shells on us!"

"Mr. Kinglsey, I understand what I am doing. You will be at the meeting, along with Ambassador Creedy and the Titans. If they are indeed dangerous, we will have a group of their officials in a room with our planet's mightiest heroes. Do you follow?"

OOC: Note: My nation is set on a variant of the DC Comics Earth, roughly fifteen years in the future. Although technology is beyond what you would expect for such a close future, it is far below yours. This is partly to make up for my population being much higher that the official statistics. I'm sorry, but it's Earth. There's a lot of people on it.

OOC: Do you also have the villains as well?

IC:

The X.S.S Flesh Bane considered the unknown vessel’s message and decided to send a formal reply to better explain the situation. The X.S.S. Flesh Bane continued to contemplate the message and finally a decent response was able to be given…


We were on deep space patrol when we received anomaly readings. We investigated them and found an M class world. We are currently hunting for such worlds to incorporate into the Cybernetic Union of Xharn.

We merely stated our intentions of incorporating this world and its inhabitants into Union. The large fleet of unknown vessels decided to send several of their ships on an intercept course to our vessel. We considered their actions hostile to our goals and prepared to engage accordingly…

OOC: In this world, most of the old heroes have been killed off by the Teen Titans, who are now grown up and have taken on the identities of their mentors and have become evil fascists who secretly control the government. Most of the villains have been wiped out, but Lex Luthor adapted. He's just as evil, but now he does it legally. Corporations have a lot of power and LuthorCorp is one of the biggest. And I guess it helps that Superman (Connor Kent) thinks of him as his father.

OOC: What happen to Wayne Industries and Kord Industries? I also wanted to know what happened to the Brotherhood of Evil?

OOC: Kord Industries was taken over by LuthorCorp. Wayne Industries is run by Damien Wayne. The Brotherhood's headquarters, and them along with it, was destroyed by a tidal wave caused by Lorena Marquez, now Aquawoman.

OOC: Intresting, It seems my plans of conquest are going to be very hard pressed....

OOC: There is still hope. Cyborg isn't evil, and he put together the Titans East made up of Jericho, Ravager, Jinx (turned goodie like in the show), Bumblebee, Terra, and Captain Marvel (Freddy Freeman). They've managed to take back some of the planet.

The Capitan sighed he looked around, the ship was at condition 2 General quarters had not been called yet. he looked at his helms officer his brown eyes focusing on his face he gritted his teeth considering the next action he would take. he finally said in a commanding voice " Tell fighter pilots to be on alert, we may need to call general quarters, send a message back"

the con officer nodded patting his white shimmering holographic console.

the captain stood up, his tall blue uniform shimmering on him his black boots gleaming in the white light he smiled his teeth shown from end to end of his mouth, then he started to speak.

"Well have you talked to these people about your so called integration? I have heard no mention or communications from them accepting nor denying it, meanwhile we are about to claim this territory for the federal union and place it under protection, if we are attacked you will be declaring war upon not only the union but the galactic empire it self, mean while I ask the inhabitants of this world do they want protectorate status?"

The Capitan smiled he stood there looking out with his brown eyes focusing on the ships panning the great void of space, his hands to his side and he awaited a reply, mean while SF-8A orion fighters and SF-42A Thunderbolt 3 fighters began preping for launch on the carrier flight deck.


(OOC: Awesome! a super hero based country, unique If you ever need help roll playing you can ask me ill be glad to help ya out)

The X.S.S. Flesh Bane’s A.I. system realized that if the unknown vessels became hostile. It would drastically decrease the chances of the ship’s survivability. The X.S.S. Flesh Bane ceased military operations and decided to send a response to the Federal Union vessel that had just fired a warning shot behind the Xharnian Battleship.



The X.S.S. Flesh Bane calculated its choice of words to avoid getting itself into a two way fight. The X.S.S. Flesh Bane knew it was several hundred light years away from Union space. It could not rely on help for a while and by then it would be way too late to save the ship and her cybernetic crew.


In a matter of a few minutes the following message was hailed to the Federal Union vessel that had just fired the warning shot:

You will not be allowed to claim this world. Until this issue is resolved, and all conflicts sorted out, this system is under the protection of Task Force 77 of the Solari System Navy. Any hostile actions against the populace will be construed as an act of war against the League, and met with all applicable force. We desire to enter discourse with the planets leaders. If you join us, then youmay have your say. Otherwise, I am afraid we will be forced to...remove you.

Transmission to the surface:

This is Admiral Thomas Sprague, commander of Task Force 77 of he Solari System Navy. I will be sending down a pinnace with a communications avatar to enter discussions with you as to the final disposition of your world, as well as what actions we may take to assist you. I have instructed all of my subordinates to deploy all combat engineering avatars at your discretion. Wherever you desire our aid, it will be given.

OOC: Earth Prime? Nice.

OOC: Terribly sorry, I've been suffering from some fearsome writer's block. Btw, President Dearden isn't Mia Dearden.

IC: ......... OOC: Dammit, I can't think of anything! I'm sorry

OOC: Terribly sorry, I've been suffering from some fearsome writer's block. Btw, President Dearden isn't Mia Dearden.

IC: ......... OOC: Dammit, I can't think of anything! I'm sorry

Tis quite alright, why, at one point I disappeared for a few...months? Something like that anyway, without any notice or explanation at all.