NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Let me try this again…

IC: Somewhere on the distant edges of the Andromeda galaxy, a bright flash of light appears in the distance, and quickly fades. A small gray metallic cylinder slowly decelerates from its high warp speed leaving a trail of tachyon particles in its wake.

Where could it come from? Who are the people that created it? It enters a system of a K Class Red Dwarf and slowly approaches the forth planet where its thrusters fire and a stable orbit is established about 350 thousand km above the planet’s surface.

The cylinder is 5m long and 1.5m in diameter, and is obviously old…. very old, ancient even. The cylinder emanates a power signature of a ship several hundred times its size.

A message is transmitted on all frequencies, including subspace frequencies in an unknown language.

OOC: Anyone playing a Star Trek based race, after ST-time 2269 would detect Omega molecules (http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Omega_molecule). Assuming they are using UFP History they would most likely initiate the Omega Directive (http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Omega_Directive).

The language would not be easy to identify; although it also contains a strong psionic component that will overwhelm a weak psion, and at least get the attention of a more powerful one. In all cases, locating the source of the message is easily traced back to this system.

It will take hours of investigation by even the fastest computer to realize the correct message from the audio only message. As the language used, is a combination of every language spoken on Earth beginning from ancient times through present day. This could lead to several misinterpretations. The intent of the psionic message is immediately clear, anyone responding to the psionic message please post your interest and I will TG you with the message.


Possible Messages
Incorrect Audio 01: Curse you vile cretins death is yours. The quickening should be transformed.
Incorrect Audio 02: Farewell Fiends, destruction of the universe has come. The ruin is begotten.
Incorrect Audio 03: Greetings inborn, your time of misery has arrived. The greatness is becoming.
Incorrect Audio 04: Hello oblivion, prepare for the death of existence. The extinction shall be improved.
Incorrect Audio 05: Hello scum, the troubles have lost you. The claim shall be modified.
Incorrect Audio 06: Hi swine, the incentives are vanishing you. The plight shall be converted.
Incorrect Audio 07: Hi mortals, the motivation is guiding you. The dilemma shall be reformed.
Incorrect Audio 08: Welcome beings, the stimulus is leading you. The argument shall be renewed
Incorrect Audio 09: Welcome beings, the initiation is near you. The agreement shall be renewed.

Correct Audio: Welcome beings, the awakening is upon you. The agreement shall be renewed.

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What is it that is keeping people away from my post? Is there anyone interested in helping me introduce myself into the nationstates universe?

bump, one last time. Is there any particular reason why everyone is avoiding this post?

(OOC: Ok I will join up, but my ships lack a universal translator, as I jsut started to find out other species exist, so it will be tricky trying to communicate.)

The Battlestar Atlantia Jumps into the system. It begins to scan the sector, when the unidentified ship comes up on Draidus

Admiral Tigh: Action stations, set condition 1, and prepare the alert Vipers but do not launch. Send this transmission on all Radio frrequencies, and by electronic means.

"This is the Battlestar Atlantia, who are you and state the purpose in this area"

Sir we are recieving a message but it is garbled. We have no idea what it means.

Admiral Tigh," Bloody hell why can't this first contact stuff be like in sci fi where everyone speaks the same language. Is there any method to decifiring their message?"

No Sir, not without networking our computers, and even then it may take a long time, possibly years as we do not know any common similarites in their language,as of yet.

Admiral Tigh: Frakking great ok, network the communication computers only and try to decipher the message. And continue to broadcast our message to the unknown ship.

Admiral Tigh: Frakking great ok, network the communication computers only and try to decipher the message. And continue to broadcast our message to the unknown ship.

OOC: Thank you, I was beginning to wonder if I had offended someone or something. :)

IC: After and hour of your message being rebroadcast you receive another message from the cylinder.

OOC: Before I input the message, the "..." are animal noises, screeches, squawks and such."

...This.....Ler...agree...long....

The cylinder then breaks orbit and begins moving, slowly towary your vessel.

Another message:

Do you understand......me?

(((OOC: I do not know, I am new to this, and I take it you are to by your sign up date. Us newbies have to stick together ;) )))

Admiral response from the unknown vessel, it sounds like they are some sort of space ark. I hear many types of animals.

Admiral Tigh: Great we found the intergalactic Circus.

Sir we are recieving a second transmission, asking if we understand.

Admiral Tigh: Understand what that they are a bunch of hippies with pets?

No clue sir.

Admiral Tigh: ok send this transmission to the unknown ship

Transmission: "This is the Battlestar Atlantia; We understood your second message, but your first sounded like it came out of a farm. Please state who you are and maintain your distance. Please acknowledge."

Sir, they have moved into our weapons range, and are heading towards us should we launch the vipers?

Admiral Tigh: Not yet, they have not sent us any threatening messages, hopefully someone out in this galaxy is not openly hostile for once, but just in case what is our status.

All Vipers are armed and ready as well as 2 squadrons of Raptors,and all weapons are loaded Admiral.

Good spin up the ftl drive also just in case, and continue to broadcast the last the message.

We understood your second message, but your first sounded like it came out of a farm. Please state who you are and maintain your distance. Please acknowledge.

Good, I wasn't sure I translated your language correctly. My language is rather complicated, in comparison to yours. I am Leryne, Emissary of the Taron Agreement. I have been in slumber for a bi..., a very long time, and my chamber's power source is down to a single molecule of fuel. I request assistance.

The cylinder holds position just within your weapons range.

Sir they seem to be requesting aid.

Admiral tigh: What kind of aid do they request?

Sir they say that they require some fuel, their measurements appear to measure things in molecules.

Admiral Tigh: "Great Send the transmission; we would like to meet with you. I am going to send a junior officer in an unarmed Raptor to your ship. What kind aid do you request from us? Also what is the Teron Agreement? "

A single Raptor leaves the starboard flight pod and heads towards the cylinder

We would like to meet with you. I am going to send a junior officer in an unarmed Raptor to your ship. What kind aid do you request from us? Also what is the Teron Agreement?

"I look forward to meeting you and stretching my legs. My chamber is rather cramped for one of my size. Please bring me aboard your ship to discuss the details. As far as the Taron Agreement goes, it is a well, I suppose ancient, fits, ancient agreement between several races that put their worlds into a slumber long ago hoping that the younger races would become more developed by the time they were woke again. That time of the Awakening is upon us."

"I look forward to meeting you and stretching my legs. My chamber is rather cramped for one of my size. Please bring me aboard your ship to discuss the details. As far as the Taron Agreement goes, it is a well, I suppose ancient, fits, ancient agreement between several races that put their worlds into a slumber long ago hoping that the younger races would become more developed by the time they were woke again. That time of the Awakening is upon us."

Send word tothe raptor to pick up one passanger and bring them to the Atlantia.

Admiral Tigh: Please transmit this to the ship, we will pick you up in our raptor, please come alone, aand after a quick quarintine to insure no airborn virus are brought with you, we will be happy to meet. " End Transmission

We will pick you up in our raptor, please come alone, aand after a quick quarintine to insure no airborn virus are brought with you, we will be happy to meet.


"Thank you, I am all alone on this chamber, it may be easiest for your raptor to tow me into a docking bay or something. I will happily go through any quarintine or precautions you require."

Acknowledge

Raptor 1 This is Atlantia Actual, break out a tow cable and clip it to the surface of the ship and bring it onboard the Port Flight Pod.

Raptor 1 acknowledge.

The Pilot lines up with the unknown vessel and beings a space walk while holding the cable to the unknown vessel. Once there he attaches it with a magnetic lock, and pulls himself back int he Raptor.

2 vipers Lauch out of the tubes and escort the Raptor and the Unknown vessel to the port flight pod.

You are notified that when you depart from the cylinder, you see an regiment of marines, to escort you to the quarintine room in sickbay. Please do not be alarmed by this but we have seen too many hostile races, and must take every security precaution possible.

The cylinder touches down gently on the desk of your flight pod.

It is a solid object, no visible door or opening appears to exist. There are strange marking on it that appear to have been badly worn after a long period in space.

Suddenly, a figure climbs out of the metallic surface of the cylinder. As he does you notice a faint green glow around his left hand. The figure stands about 2.5 m tall. It has a bony frill on its head, two horns above its eyes and one on its nose. Its skin is a grey-blue color, and it wears of robe of blue and silver. Over its right shoulder a strap holds a sack under its left arm. Once he walks out of the cylinder you his hand stops glowing.

"Ah, much better," says the figure as it brushes itself off, "I am Leryne, Emissary of the Taron Agreement. Lead the way to your quarintine area."

OOC: He looks like a triceratops standing on two legs, other than that he appears to be very much humanoid.

As you lead him you see that he is constantly reaching into the bag and pulling out some kind of leaves which he immediately puts in his mouth and begins chewing.

"Please forgive my rudeness, I have been asleep an extremely long time, and have quite an appetite."

After a few hours, and the doctor clears the alien, Admiral Tigh comes in, sipping a glass of Ambrosa.

If you do not mind I havea few questions. First of all how may we assist you? What race are you and where are you from? Can you give us more information on this Agreement of yours?

After a few hours, and the doctor clears the alien, Admiral Tigh comes in, sipping a glass of Ambrosa.

If you do not mind I havea few questions. First of all how may we assist you? What race are you and where are you from? Can you give us more information on this Agreement of yours?


My people is exactly what I have need to discuss with you. My race is, called by those like yourself, Saurial, specifically, my species is called, rather crudely, Cerapod. The Saurial home world is called Aurill, and I am from the world of Ladenea.

Long ago, the people of Aurill eliminated evil from their world, and as such they set out on the great endeavor into space. There we expanded our influence over many worlds and constructions within the Auron System.

Eventually, a hostile entity arrived and attacked us, fortunately we were able to gather enough forces to repel them.

OOC: His species has a tendency to extremely thorough in their explanations so please bare with me.

IC: We managed to capture on of their vessels and collected several prisoners. We studied their race, and called them the Herogin. They were a race of warriors that thrived on combat, or so we thought.

Anyway, my people learned much from the Herogin ship and incorporated its technology into our own. We expanded our influence into a few more systems, then all out war broke out between the people of Auron, and the Herogin. This war lasted 100 years, and devastated both sides. We signed an agreement in the Taron system, which established peace, and founded a collective government for us. We combined our forces and peaced reigned for 2000 years. Eventually, the evil warring desires of the Herogin reemerged as several factions that attempted to end the Agreement.

It was then that the cleansing occurring. The peaceful people of the Taron Agreement set of to eradicate all existence of evil and they succeeded too. They wiped out all the Herogin that desired war, and several of their allies as well.

Two hundred years passed, and among the people of the Agreement, a cloud of darkness hung. Many of our leaders were feeling guilty for the actions of their forefathers and they decided that drastic measures must be taken to make amends for those actions.

A great plan was developed, and we used our technology to plant the seeds of life on several of the planets that we wiped out. Then it was decided that we must permit these worlds to develop on their own with no interference, but our leaders feared that this may be difficult for some so began the long slumber.

We established the most powerful power system ever imagined, placed it in a small probe, along with a variety of defensive systems, and a powerful FTL engine. The leaders nominated an Emissary to serve as the key to waking our people, and launched it into the farthest depths of space.

The course took the probe on a trip around the galaxy twice, before the fuel nearly ran out of Omega molecules and began the process of waking me. It has been a billion years since I was put into my slumber, and now I stand before you today.

As far as my request for assistance, I wish to use your vessel to take me to the Ladenea system, where I can begin waking the rest of the people. As a payment, I offer you some of the technology from my probe. The displacement device works wonders in combat, capable of making a ship appear as if it is in a different place and alternating that location every minute.

The Ladenea system is only 50 light years from here, though I must warn you, the Taron Agreement harnessed the power of a molecule that renders all FTL unusable within 3 million km of their of their stars. Additionally, they moved asteroids, and destroyed planets in their system, to hide the star from what they have called the "Child Races." They used the asteroids and planetary debris to create an asteroid sphere around parts of their system, and armed those asteroids with a variety of weapons, to defend against invaders.

Because of this getting to system could be dangerous, though I will provide you with the codes to enter safely, and allow me to wake my people.

Admiral Tigh: I wil lagree to your proposal, in exchange for some of your techonology, we will transport you to tyour planet. OPur FTL Drives should poerate normally uner the condiitions you stated, as our FTL drive folds space, and our ship does not move but makes point A and B exist for a moment in the same space then moves us to point B. I will immediately order the Atlantia to jump to your cooridinates.

(((Forgive any mispellings but it is late at night and I have had a few too many glasses of wine :) )))

Leryne provides you with the coordinates, and you jump.

When we arrive at the designated coordinates, we immediately see a wall of asteroids they are spaced far enough apart to allow a fighter or shuttle through, but a large vessel would not be able to pass. The light from the star in the distance is barely visible through the space between the asteroids.

As soon as your ship appears you are hailed by an automated message.

Vessel, you have entered the space of the Taron Agreement. Identify yourself, and explain you purpose here. Failure to do so will require your ship to be destroyed.

Your sensors detect weapons charging on all of the asteroids in this quadrant of the sphere.

"May I use one of your consoles to enter my access code," requests Leryne, "I would hate to die here and fail at my mission."

OOC: I will assume you agree.

Leryne, looks at your console and studies it for a second, as if trying to comprehend your written language. Then he presses several buttons and tells your Comms officer to transmit.

When the message is transmitted, the weapons power down, and another message is transmitted and your ship is scanned.

Welcome Emissary; enter slowly through the passage opening before you. Power on procedures have begun at Tiamat Station.

A passage opens that is just a few meters wider than your ship. The tunnel is about 100 meters long, and opens into a small system surrounding a F Class star. It has four planets including a gas giant, about the size of Neptune. Orbiting the Gas Giant is an enormous structure, measuring 400 km in length. Faint life signs can be detected and most of is appears to be powered down.

"Set course for the station orbiting the forth planet. It is Tiamat Station, and is where I can pick up a ship of my own. The docking ports are along the upper pylons. Oh, and I promised you this."

He reaches into his bag, and pulls out a device.

"Take this pad, it contains the technical specs for our displacement device, and a translation matrix that may help you in future first contact endeavors. I have translated everything into your language."

My crew thank you for the technology, especially the translator and after you are in your ship we jump back to colonial space.

You are also told by my crew that you and your species will be considered a friend in Colonial space.

After the Colonial ship let, Leryne entered the Command Center of Tiamat Station. He placed his hand on a console and waited a few minutes.

Welcome, Emissary,
Commencing data retrieval.
Linking communication satellite.
Link Establish.
Location Data retrieved.
Waiting to establish Psychic Connection.

He closed his eyes and focused on the task at hand.

He was standing in front of the great Guardian Council 1000 members strong, “Leryne, you have been selected to be the key to the legacy of the Taron Agreement. You are our representative to the future, “ said the Grand Chancellor.”

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong.

Request halted
Power Levels reaching critical.
Cannot proceed.

“Tiamat, is there enough power for a couple of transports?”

Yes, transport power is sufficient.

“OK, transport myself, and the Emissary Chamber to main engineering. Continue to awaken process. I will need help from the staff here.”

As you wish, Emissary.

He always hated personal teleportation, he preferred handling such requests on his own, but that took time, which was not a luxury at the moment. He felt the warmth of the light cover his body, and a moment later he was standing beside his chamber in main engineering.

Leryne placed his left hand onto the cover of the chamber. His hand began to glow and he lifted it off the ground. Slowly, he moved it closer to the power system of the station. When he was able to reach it is set the chmber down.

He laid his left hand on the chamber, and is right hand on the power system, then closed his eyes. This was going to be a very draining process. He understood the mechanics of it, but he had never done anything like this before. He remembered when he was younger, and his father was explaining what to do.

“Everything is made up of energy, son. If it exists, the molecules within it move, this is the force that makes up existence. In gases, the molecules are the furthest apart, and they move the most. With solids, the molecules are stuck together, and the move a minuscule amount, but they move just the same. Without this energy nothing can exist, however, everything you do has a reaction or consequence. It you take energy from the air, there is less air, and we have less to breath, if you take energy from a log, then there is less energy for our environment to use.” His father paused, as he left his son to contemplate this.

Leryne looked at the rock sitting before him. “What if I don’t take all the energy in it?”

“Well, the less energy in something, the more dense it becomes. Remember, there is always a cost. Depending on your use for the energy. Under normal circumstances your body has enough energy, taking in more, without using it immediately can poison you and make you extremely sick. Whereas expending your own without taking energy from someplace else can kill you. Even passing energy through you can cause harm. With this technique you must always be careful. Do you understand?”

“I think so. Taking energy from one object is very dangerous, I should always attempt to use all the energy in an object immediately or not at all.”

“Very good. Now, use that rock to start our fire, it is getting cold out here.” His father had been stacking wood for a fire.

Leryne touched the rock, pointed one finger at the stack of wood and concentrated. He pictured in his mind, the energy of the rock flowing through him and becoming fire. Then he felt it, a warm sensation flowing up his right hand moving slowly, it became more and more hot. He began to sweat, and then he felt it passing through his chest to his left arm, and down. His eyes were shut, but he heard his father.

“God job, son, you are doing well, keep it up.”

His left arm was glowing a bright orange color, and appeared to be covered in flames. He felt the fire of the rock in him, and he focused on the pile of wood. Pictured it bursting to flames in front of him.

The flames on his arm jumped instantly from his arm to the wood, and began to burn.

“Excellent son, very good.”

He was back in Engineering at Tiamat Station now. He felt the energy of the Chamber in him, he had never attempted to transfer this much power. Hopefully, the station could handle it. Slowly, the energy of the chamber flowed through him and into the station’s power system.

Eyes closed, he knelt between the two devices. The strain was tremendous. Now he understood his father’s lesson. Feeling the power of the Omega molecule, Leryne understood its corrupting influence for the first time in his life.

He felt himself getting drawn in. “So much power…can’t… Must resist…”
He was drifting in and out of consciousness.

WAKE BRETHREN! Our time has returned!

Outside Tiamat Station

A rift forms 600 meters starboard of the station. The station launches ten 1m long needle like devices, and they all enter the rift. Seconds later the rift closes.

Tiamat Station Command

One Hour Later:

“Why did he have to do something so stupid,” barked Styme, military commander of Tiamat Station. He is 1.7 meters tall, with a reddish-brown crest on the top of his head. His eyes yellow eye obviously filled with anger.

Pacing across his office in Tiamat Station Command Jorl Styme his boots echoed through out the enclosure. His jet-black Guardian Force uniform clung to every muscle in his body as he moved.

“Guardian, what was he thinking,” he queried as slammed his hand down onto his desk. Everything on it jumped, and a picture fell on the floor with a clatter.

The human standing in the office just looked at him with calm eyes, and watched as Styme vented. Guardian Illil, was a patient man, he learned that he had to since he was elected as Guardian. The silver robes of Illil’s station rustled as he stepped forward, “You know, why he did that. Station power was critical, he would not have been able to send the message.”

“But, he could have physically connected the Omega storage unit, to the station.”

“Not without hours of rewiring, and waiting for your engineers to help. You know he was selected because of his skill, and familiarity with the energies of the universe, he did what was necessary. Besides, we don’t even know if the Omega Storage is compatible with the systems on the station.”

“And we never will thanks to his foolishness!” Styme kicked the picture frame across the room. It smashed into the wall, and shattered. “He could have summoned the crystals from Astral space, surely we had enough power.”

“You don’t know how much power we had, none of us do, and the specialists are still analyzing the logs. It will be a few hours before we know anything.”

“At least he was able to send the message, before he lost consciousness.”

“Yes, have you heard from Jorl Drake?”

A whistle sounded, and a voice echoed into the room, “Dak Jorl Drake, will be enter the station in a few minutes. The Uranus is not far behind and will be docking within the hour, sir.”

A smile appeared on Styme face, “Finally, some good news, after you.” He motioned toward a the wall that the picture slammed into and waited for Guardian Illil.

Illil didn’t hesitate; he immediately turned and walked through the wall, and setup into the command center of Tiamat Station.

It was bustling with activity as 100 officers and other staff were checking through logs, running diagnostics, and monitoring station systems. There were still those that had not woke up yet, but then didn’t have capacity to wake them yet, there were still more important issues to deal with, like making sure the message reached all the Taron Ships.

a strike cruiser exits the warp a space marine said ''brother captain posible enemy vesell ahead'' the brother captain snaped raise void shields arm weapons. ''brother libarian do you sense anything '' a strong pskyer is near

A strike cruiser exits the warp a space marine said ''Brother captain possible enemy vessel ahead.'' The brother captain snapped raise void shields arm weapons. ‘‘Brother librarian do you sense anything.” ''A strong pskyer is near.”

OOC: As you approach within 1mil km of the system you be forced out of warp, as subspace, hyperspace and slipstream, and all disrupted in the area. Even I cannot use these technologies in my system, and had to develop another means of travel to get around the issue. Also you will sense several strong psykers within the system. Most of my people have either naturally, or technologically mastered psychic powers.

IC:

As you approach you see was appears to be a wall of asteroids collecting close together. Through the tiny spaces between the asteroids you get brief glimpses of the star as the asteroids orbit around it. As you move closer under impulse you begin to realize that these asteroids form an enormous sphere around the star.

One km of your starboard bow, twelve tiny lights appear, and you detect the presence of strange positively charged particles. The portals are slowly growing bigger as the minutes pass.

As the portals grow creatures begin to appear from them. The largest has a very large monster that slowly moves out of it. Eventually, the large creature completely exits the portal.

OOC: You should now be detecting several new psykers now, as all twelve ships are highly psychic.

[The Gali'randi-el Exploration Fleet, Galaxy 0272]

There is nothing. Then there is something.

It's as simple as that. No fanfare; forty-seven Gali'randi vessels are simply there, phasing in from iS-qV to tXYZ-space. They have a mission, one which it is physically impossible for them to fail to complete. Within a minute five small objects are released into space and begin to fall away at high velocities, reaching three million kilometres within seconds.

And almost immediately the ships wake up.

We've just picked something up. Here, take a look.

Odd. Any Siveins around, scan this race.

This is Li'ja i-Sivein, something is interfering with our scans.

What?

Some kind of superheavy molecule in the vicinity is interfering with our transmissions.

Increase transmission frequency to disrupt the molecules' energy fields.

We appear to have stumbled upon one of the Middle Races.

Well this is news indeed. Most of the races in this galaxy are Young. Probably not even a hundred million years old at the eldest.

I'm picking up primitive telepathic abilities. It looks like lang-scans won't be necessary.

All this communication has occupied only a few microseconds; the Kun'dari need no words to transmit their messages (hence these are all approximate translations). Now the ships are getting into formation, preparing to move out on the equivalent of impulse speed.

Apparently our scans are interfering with the power system of the star system... I'm picking up energy fluctuations.

Damn. End all scans at once.

Energy buildup. Weapons are powering up. We're receiving a message.

<Accessing lang-scan results....>
<Translating....>
Vessel, you have entered the space of the Taron Agreement. Identify yourself, and explain you purpose here. Failure to do so will require your ship to be destroyed.

A Middle Race and they still use weapons?

Remember, not everyone has the advantage of 2.5 billion years of evolution.... - Li'ja. Transmit a message to whatever's sending us that message, explaining our intentions.

It's some kind of primitive arty. I've just sent the stand-down codes.

Due to the interference of the heavy molecules, no specifised transmission can be sent. As a result, the message is simply dropped into the brain of every life-form within reach of the molecules. The audio hallucinations accompanying it sound like a chorus of millions of voices speaking as one; the message is understood in whatever language is best ingrained in the receiver's brain.

We are the Gali'randi-el. We have come in peace, on a mission of scientific exploration. If it is deemed permissible by whatever authority holds power in this system, we would like to send a representative to your homeworld to formally commence relations. Thank you.

(((OOC Sephrioth can you please use a little bit more description in your posts. I am usually the last to nitpick, but if you rp with one or two sentences about everything from ship movement to what they do you make people who would like to RP with you, very frusstrated. Try to use a bit more detail please.)))

On Board the Battlestar Triton:

Admiral Nagata finishes looking over all of the information gathered by their sensors, from the recent encounter with Amazion, the Empire and several other nations.

Well within colonial space, the ship had the breathing room to look over all ofthe gathered information. Admiral Nagata, orders that all of the information gathered should be sent to the Ministry of Defense, via Raptor.

40 minutes later, a raptor launches from the starboard flightpod, and jumps to Picion with the valuable information.

Colonel Gaskins, "Admiral we still have that meeting with the Taron at their homeworld. We should not delay"

Admiral Nagata had almost forgotten. "Set jump coordinates for their homeworld, and jump."

A moment later, the Battlestar Triton appears in high orbit above the planet.

Admiral Nagata, " Where are we?"

Lt. Tapps replies, "I am sorry sir I set the jump coordinates to the astroid field ,but I must have miscaculated. It would appear that we are inside the astroid field, about 20 clicks away from the planet."

Admiral Nagata, "Damn, I hope they do not mind us bypassing their front door, send the transmission:

This is the Battlestar Triton to the Taron Government. We miscaculated in our jump sequence and accidently bypassed your escorts. Forgive us. We wish to talk to your government about the embassy arrangement. Please respond.

(((OOC: I know you have the inhibitors for warp, as subspace, hyperspace and slipstream, and all disrupted in the area, but our jump drives do not use any of these functions. )))

OOC: I just have to say that the light green is extremely difficult to read. Oh, and the molecules are gone, they were intentionally exploded to disrupt subspace, hyperspace, and slipstream. So your communications should not experience any form of interference, except maybe that from the number of minds there are.

IC:

The ancient great Wyrm Drake was flying through space ahead of his ship, TGF Uranus, heading for Tiamat Station. He had personally been summoned to assist the in recovering the Emissary. He had been told the Emissary absorbed the boundless energy of an Omega molecule, and had lost himself in the Force. The Emissary was practically an empty shell now, but it was hoped that Drake could find him and bring him home.

He was nearing the station heading on a collision course for Station’s Command Center when is felt the presence. Brother Librarian Then there was an even greater power, no many of them. He sensed their thoughts as easily as he did his subordinates, only these he felt more than he heard. He stops seconds from passing through the stations Nathamium hull and paused to absorb their thoughts.

”We appear to have stumbled upon one of the Middle Races.”

Middle Races! Only most of us are middle races. They rest are the Great Wyrms, or the Xenites, both of whom remember the formation of the galaxy.

He then reminisced of the great blackness, that was space before time, and the massive swirl of power that created the great explosion, and light flowed forth bringing into existence all that was, is, or will be.

Drake turned his gargantuan form toward the asteroid belt, and flew as fast as he possibly could.

”Apparently our scans are interfering with the power system of the star system... I'm picking up energy fluctuations”

”Damn. End all scans at once.”

He sensed the concern and fear from this new powerful race as weapons locks on the variety of alien vessels were achieved.
Power off. He ordered the A.B.A.D.S. wet-net intelligence. (((OOC: Asteroid Belt Automated Defense System.)))

The weapons began charging as the alien vessels approached. Then, a few seconds later the system decreased power in the designated quadrant as it transmitted the audio message intended for the younger races that might stumble upon them.

Drake was beginning to delivery thoughts of cooperation and alliance, when he suddenly felt the onslaught of the new races message.

The lesser races in the system utilized the device to create, or augment their psychic abilities, and upon sensing the “attack” the devices inhibited their abilities, and shielded them from the worst. All they realized was that a new powerful psionic race was near.

We are the Gali'randi-el. We have come in peace, on a mission of scientific exploration. If it is deemed permissible by whatever authority holds power in this system, we would like to send a representative to your homeworld to formally commence relations. Thank you.

All the Xenites in the system, both fleets, Zues, and Uranus were alarmed and Drake sensed this, and assured them there was no concern. Portraying his superiority over them, then raised their personal defenses, but not their technological ones, and waited for his orders.

He began to deliver his message of cooperation and peace. Then ended with an audio message. “The voices are not necessary, except for the benefit of the younger races.

Then he felt the arrival of the Humans inside the system. Odd, they bypassed A.B.A.D.S, but then their technology was different.


Onboard Uranus

“Sir, we are receiving a hail from a Colonial Ship inside the sphere!”

This is the Battlestar Triton to the Taron Government. We miscalculated in our jump sequence and accidentally bypassed your escorts. Forgive us. We wish to talk to your government about the embassy arrangement. Please respond.

“No surprise, their technology gives them a way in. No problem though, they are an ally. Lets just hope the scientists can study the schematics we received from them and develop a technological solution that we prevent them from locking onto a location inside the sphere. Though, its not as if we can’t trust them. They are honorable people.”

Uranus responded:
Not a problem, Battlestar Triton. I am Uranus of the Taron Agreement. We have been ordered to escort you to the Taron system. If you don’t mind we will open an Astral portal through which you may pass. We will launch three squadrons of raptors that will follow you through and escort you to Tayrus. If you would like, you can launch you own fighters to serve as escorts.


Outside Asterioid Sphere – Sephrioth

Immediately upon exiting the Astral portal, Aprhodite detected the Strike Cruiser falling out of warp as it entered the Omega Disruption and noticed its weapons and shields being activated. She heard the thoughts of Brother Librarian, and spoke to him through thought making every effort to overwhelm his mind. Her forcefulness, even drew in 30 of her own crewmen adding their abilities to her own.

Welcome, to the Ladea System, one of the systems of the Taron Agreement. Do your people come in peace, or ARE THEY INTENT ON WAR!!!!

The Triton transmits to the Tauron:

This is the Battlestar Triton. We appreciate your understanding. We will follow you in.

Admiral Nagata picks up the handset for communications.

Patch me through throught the ship

"All hands this is the Admiral. We are about to enter somesort of Taron Transportation Portal. I honestly can tell you that I have no clue what is about to happen when we pass through so all hands brace yourselves."

The massive battlestar fires up it's six sublight engines and begins to enter the field, destination unknown.

(((OOC: You are going to love what I have done to MB in the First contact... First battle... depends... (”http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=519187&page=3”) Thread. He is going to have to destroy the whole asteroid field or wish he had. Actually, we all will wish he had.

Uranus releases his compliment of Raptors, which form up around the Battlestar. Uranus opens a portal large enough for the Battlestar and fighter escorts to enter.

As the ships enter, anyone standing near a window would experience blinding light. Then they, as they pass the event horizon, they will realize they are back in realspace and the portal will be behind the ship. Once the entire ship is through the portal closes.

You find yourself inside a similar sphere of asteroids just like that around the Ladea system. Only here there is only a single planet, 1.3 AU from the star and a large crystalline structure, 0.6 AU from the star. Surrounding the planet is a huge metallic structure in the form of interconnected hexagons, with round spheres at the corners. An immense beam of light shines from the crystalline structure on the planet and structure illuminating it in a brilliant shimmer.

The fighters escort you to the planet, and you are hailed.

[QUOTE]Battlestar Triton, Welcome to the Taron Government world. Proceed to docking port 418573.8 and dock. A diplomatic liaison will meet your contingent there.[.QUOTE]

(((OOC: You are going to love what I have done to MB in the First contact... First battle... depends... (forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=519187&page=3) Thread. He is going to have to destroy the whole asteroid field or wish he had. Actually, we all will wish he had.

Uranus releases his compliment of Raptors, which form up around the Battlestar. Uranus opens a portal large enough for the Battlestar and fighter escorts to enter.

As the ships enter, anyone standing near a window would experience blinding light. Then they, as they pass the event horizon, they will realize they are back in realspace and the portal will be behind the ship. Once the entire ship is through the portal closes.

You find yourself inside a similar sphere of asteroids just like that around the Ladea system. Only here there is only a single planet, 1.3 AU from the star and a large crystalline structure, 0.6 AU from the star. Surrounding the planet is a huge metallic structure in the form of interconnected hexagons, with round spheres at the corners. An immense beam of light shines from the crystalline structure on the planet and structure illuminating it in a brilliant shimmer.

The fighters escort you to the planet, and you are hailed.

Battlestar Triton, Welcome to the Taron Government world. Proceed to docking port 418573.8 and dock. A diplomatic liaison will meet your contingent there.

(((OOC: I saw that, it was a nice move on your part. I finally created a battlestar with the merging of technologies that everyone has given me, but it was on a test flight so I could do nothing at that moment. Oh well, soon my enitre fleet will be upgraded :) Also it is a good thing battlestars do not have windows :) )))

Admiral Nagata, "Draidus, where are we."

Lt. Tapps replied, "Sir it seems we have moved quite a distance from our original position, I am attempting to lock down our exact position. Sir, we are receiving a message from the planet."

On speakers the Admiral ordered.

Battlestar Triton, Welcome to the Taron Government world. Proceed to docking port 418573.8 and dock. A diplomatic liaison will meet your contingent there.

(((OOC is this a planetary docking station or a space station?)))

Admiral Nagata, find out where we are Lt.Tapps, and prepare a Raptor with a compliment of two fighters to escort me to their docking station. I will visit the Taron personally. Colonel Gaskins is in command until I return.

Our of the flightpod one Raptor and two mark VII Vipers lauch, there destination, the docking bay.

((OOC: You will find that you are about 4.82 ly from the Ladea System. The structure around the planet serves as a defensive grid, a power generation, and light distribution system, and a planetary docking station. The principle is that long ago the world served as the primary location for the thousands of Taron Agreement worlds to send representatives to make decisions. Each planet was given a docking port to place a ship, and house their diplomats, when the government was not in session. Since the Agreement is reduced to three systems now, most of the ports are empty.))

OOC: oh ok thank you. My battlestars are not designed for planetary landing, but when The Triton gets back to COlonial space, I am sure it will be big enough to fit the standard Colonial Transport.)))

sir our imjaterium drive is not working said the tech preist to the space marine raise void shields arm weapons aye sir

(((OOC: You are going to love what I have done to MB in the First contact... First battle... depends... (”http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=519187&page=3”) Thread. He is going to have to destroy the whole asteroid field or wish he had. Actually, we all will wish he had.

Hmm. What do you mean we all will wish he had destroyed the Astroid belt. In the end what will happen if he does not?

OOC: oh ok thank you. My battlestars are not designed for planetary landing, but when The Triton gets back to COlonial space, I am sure it will be big enough to fit the standard Colonial Transport.)))

OOC: It is an orbital planetary docking station with space elevators leading planetside.

(((OOC: ok thank you for the clarification, but either way I think one raptor would still be ideal. for health reasons, you may have some virus' or bacteria that might be harmful to my race.

THe small raptor docks with the planetary docking station. As the door tot he raptor opens, the first thing the Admiral sees is an elevator. He pushes the button, as the doors open. When he steps inside he descends towards the planet, at a rapid pace.

Admiral Nagata thinks to himself, at least they do not have bad elevator music unlike those on Caprica.

(((sorry had to make a joke :) )))

When he gets to the planet the Admiral is estonished by his surroundings.

Hmm. What do you mean we all will wish he had destroyed the Astroid belt. In the end what will happen if he does not?


OOC: Ever watch Stargate, we will have replicators on our hands.

OOC: oh lol. Yes i have seen those, they are quite vicious ;) That will certainly be a twist. I love the star gates, Firefly and of course Galactica (TNS). In case it was not evident by my seemingly low tech stuff. :)

OOC: I just have to say that the light green is extremely difficult to read. Oh, and the molecules are gone, they were intentionally exploded to disrupt subspace, hyperspace, and slipstream. So your communications should not experience any form of interference, except maybe that from the number of minds there are.

[ooc: Sorry 'bout that. I really should spend more time on NS, or I would have joined the thread earlier... x.x]

Well! This is a pleasant surprise, considering how warlike surrounding galaxies are. The lead Theia't-i turns her intelligence to this new presence, transmitting the message directly to it instead. She is almost the nerve centre of the operation; her body, like the bodies of all Kun'dari, was shed more than six hundred million years ago, which comes to approximately three billion human years.

The Gali'randi considered themselves an Elder Race if only because they were among the first ranks of spacefaring, technologically advanced creatures to appear in the universe. Life had first come to 'Udari only a few million years after the Big Bang and the Great Cooling, when the moon's surface had congealed into a superheated protein bath. DNA strands were formed; the heat quickened the process of evolution, but nonetheless it would be billions of years before the An'dari and Ves'dari, the two most prominent races to form the Link, came to be in their current forms.

You may well remember us, although we were not always known by this name. Following is the information file, which you may digest at your leisure.... as for the organism you are attempting to save, he can be brought back by a simple electromagnetic shock to the neural circuits. However, I'm still studying his biology, so I'm not sure how that will affect it.... This too in the space of a microsecond.

In the attached files, whenever the Wyrm chooses to access them, he will find the history of the First Star Empire: Four hundred thousand years after the beginning of what could be called civilisation on 'Udari, the two major races, the An'dari and Ves'dari, established what was known as simply the Star Empire at that time. Over millennia, as more and more Star Empires developed, it came to be known as the First Star Empire to signify its seniority. The peoples of the Empire were originally ambitious and thirsted for knowledge, exploring and eventually incorporating the vast majority of known galaxies. The height of the Empire was attained less than two hundred million years later, when it was the dominant power in the universe and known as simply 'The Empire'.

The Empire encompassed many galaxies which lived and traded in peace for many millions of years. Unfortunately, the overconfident leaders made a fatal mistake. Rather than recruiting citizens to fight its wars, it would design a new species, one built solely to kill. It worked all too well, and the new species (the Siv'i'dari) turned upon its creators. The Siv'i Wars were on a similarly epic scale, lasting for what some say a million years; deaths numbered in the hundred trillions. Eventually they were defeated, by being thrust into a vast hermetically sealed cavern where -- with no-one else to fight -- they would battle each other for all eternity; the world in question was cloaked and placed far off in interstellar space, where no-one could discover it even by accident.

But the Empire was never the same again. Entire races had been wiped out; planets and star systems had been destroyed; the Gali'randi (now joined by Kun'dari) eventually withdrew to their own galaxy and systems, leaving the bulk of the Universe to break away and follow its own direction. Periodically, about once every hundred million years or so (500 million Earth years), they had sent out exploratory fleets to determine how the universe was faring without them.

Messages became more and more depressing. Species went extinct, ended up destroying their own planets, or were too hesitant to take the next step in evolution. Meanwhile the Empire's races continued their own evolution. The Kun'dari, which were an elder race than even the An'dari or Ves'dari -- possibly having been around since before the beginning of the Universe -- were the first to shed their bodies and exist as incorporeal neural energies instead; it was said that that step would be taken in the other races within perhaps a few million years, or a few hundred million; but at any rate some comparatively small amount of time. Meanwhile, they had become so evolved that some of the more recently evolved younger races, even in Tan'ithia, looked up to them as godlike.

This is itself a greatly condensed account. The actual narrative would encompass many more words if translated, although it could be expressed and understood within less than a minute neurally.

damn more psykers said the libaratin battle stations arm weapons raise void shields

(((OOC: All, I, unfortunately, have become far too busy with work and home to be able to make time for anymore RPing in the forums. I will return, eventually, and attempt to start this over again. This will be my last post in this thread. Good bye, all.)


The Ladea and Tayrus systems implode and all within them cease to exist. Though people and objects not of the Taron Agreement seem to be unharmed and aboard the last vessel they were on.

It must have all been a dream, you wake, sweating. What just happened?