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Space is a cold dark place, full of Love, Hate, Happiness and Sorrow. Space is full of Tyranny and Oppression. Far in the deep reaches of our Galaxy in the Dweladelifan System, the Re-Emergence of an Empire is taking place. The Imperium has returned. After a long Revolution against the Evil Federation, the Imperium of Dweladelfia has emerged.

Above the Large Capital planet of the imperium, Dweladelfia Prime, the Grand Fleet of the Imperium paraded before the people of the Imperium. Star Destroyers, Cruisers, and the occasional Super Star Destroyer passed infront of the large crowed on the Space dock orbiting the planet. Woman and Children cheered as each ship passed. These ships were the greatness of the Imperium's Might. As the crowed watched the ships pass by, the largest ship in the fleet came into view. It was the Emperors personnel flagship. The INS-Tyrant. The Huge black shell of the ship was over 50,000 meters long. It was armed to the teeth with Lasers, Rail Guns, and a huge Super Laser capable of destroying a planet. The crowed was in aw as this behemoth passed by. The Huge ship drifted off into the distance. The crowed continued to watch the large parade of ships.

Once the Parade was over the ships continued to the outer reaches of the system. Aboard the INS- Tyrant the Emperor sat on his thrown. His eyes looked out over the endless blackness of space. He watched the Stars shined brightly. The Emperor then stood up.

"Open the Channel."

"Open Milord"

Message to all Great Nations in the Cosmos

Today we are proud to announce that the Imperium has emerged from the ashes unto the grand stage. We wish to open dialog with your people. We would like to find friends, and allies in the darkness of space.

Emperor Xina Avondale

Once the message was sent out the Fleet began to break up. Most of the ships would stay in the star system and protect the home world. Others would patrol the edge of the system. While some ships would be sent out the explore the galaxy.

The Tyrant would return to the Home world and stay at space dock until called upon by the Emperor. Other star destroyers would also stay in orbit of the planet. Down on Dweladalifa Prime the Emperor would wait for any communication from other worlds. While he waited on the planet he sent his son, Kyle Avondale and his flag ship, the INS- Death-Wish, along with a number of other ships to showcase the power of the Imperium.

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Out of the darkness of space, a lone battlestar appeared. The mission was simple, explore the unknown area of space, find new habitable planets incase of an Imperial invasion, and find new resources. Little did the crew know how their mission was sucessful their mission was about to be.

Commander Kilean, a 6 foot tall man, with dark brown hair stood in the center of the Command In Control. He was an imposing man, one who struck fear in the heart of his crew, and commanded their respect. He did not take no for an answer. As fearsome as he is, he also rewarded success with vigor. The crew loved, and hated him, and this was just the way he liked it.

"Draidus report," Commander Kilean ordered.

None sir, all that is on draidus is a small asteroid belt.

Prepare a raptor to begin scans on the astroids. I want to know if there is anything useful in the field."

Yes Sir.

Seventeen hours later...

Sir the scans of the astroid belt is complete, there is no indication of any metals, or tellium in any sufficent quantites to dispatch a mining vessel to this area.

Colonel Davis, "Begin jump prep to area 24-B."

Yes sir

Sir, incoming message from an unknown race. The translators are attempting to cycle through the message, but from the sound of it, they are looking for new friends and allies.

Did they include coordinates? Colonel Davis responded.

No sir but from the origin of their signal they shold be about 12 light years away.

Commander Kilean, "Well Colonel what do you think? Is it a trap by some hostile force, or do you believe the message."

Colonel Davis smiled, "Sir if it is a trick, or a trap then we should be able to handle it. However we could also use new allies, and perhaps aquire a few new technologies. I think the risk is worth it."

Commander Kilean, "I would have to agree, plot the jump coordinates and set Condition two."

Aye sir

In the darkness of space, on the edge of the system where the signal originated, the Battlestar appears in a bright flash of light.

Colonial Davis, looked at the Commander. "Do you wish to scan the system first sir, or should we open up communications?"

Commander Kilean responded, "When you show up to someones house, it is not a good idea to peek through the windows uninvited, unless you want to be shot.

The commander picks up the phone, and sends the following communication:

To the people who sent the message, this is the Battlestar Gorgan of the Twelve Colonies of Kobal. Please identify yourselves. We come in peace and friendship. You may find our ship at these coordinates outside your system.

On the edge of the system a group of star destroyers sat guarding the boarder. They lye in wait for anything that might come by. Aboard the INS- Privilege, an Allegiance Class Star Destroyer, Captain Hughes sat in his command chair. He had been waiting here for 48 hours. No excitement, no action. Total boredom. He taped the arm of his chair with his fingers.

"Time on deck?"

"0800 hours Sir."

Captain Hughes sighed. This is not what he signed up for. H wanted action.... he wanted excitement.... He wanted.... beep, beep Chimes on the communications panel began to sound.

"Sir we have an incoming message."

"Origin?"

"Unknown sir."

A second pair of chimes began to sound.

beep, beep

"Sir, unknown ship entering the system"

"On screen"

The view monitor turned on, and on it was a strange vessel unknown to the Imperium.

"Sir the Message is coming from that vessel."

"What’s it say?"

The Message was repeated on the adeoo.

"Signal the other ships and take us near the ship."

"Aye Sir."

3 ships, The INS- Privilege, and 2 Imperium Imperator Class Star Destroyers, INS- Unduth, and INS- Euveth headed to the unknown vessel.

"Open a channel."

"Open."

"This is the INS- Privilege, Captain Hughes speaking, for what reasons do you come here?"

The message had traveled fast across the expanse of the heavens, but when it reached the Shroud-the fortified natural spacial fortress of the Dominion-skeptics were present. The words "emerged from the ashes" in particular were scrutinized by all levels...trying to wonder what had once been, and what could possibly become.

The position of origin in the trans-galactic message was quickly triangulated by navigational positioning sensors across the Shroud, and a strategy was developed to respond in a non-threatening, yet no-risk, move. It would also allow the Dominion to evaluate a response. A hyper-probe-considerably larger than a standard probe, and also far more durable and capable of hyperspace-would be dispatched to the system of origin positioned. The probe would make a...rather distinct...method of making itself noticed, then deliver its message as soon as the first shock came.

The hyperprobe quickly moved out from the Menoon Border Wall, the giant defense grid protecting the entrance to the Shroud. It flew into hyperspace, vaulting into the extra-dimensional void.


~Two hours Later, Dweladelfian System~

The probe burst out of hyperspace at the edge of the system, then quickly broke off thrust, drifting. It then began its process of attracting attention. The outer shell of the probe broke off, floating in space as a deflated hollow sphere. The probe jetted away some distance, but then fired a tiny burst at the shell, before thrusting away even further.

The burst proceeded to contact the shell. With a violent burst, the shell abruptly exploded-sending a wave of intensified radiation due to the chemicals in the shell out in all directions. More than enough to draw some sensors.

With that, the probe began its own communication:

Attention, Imperium

This is a communications probe of the Amazonian Dominion. We have heard your communication and quest for "Dialogue"-and we are here. Should you choose to continue in such, please send a probe back to the following spacial coordinates:

3SX-42FT5-YU-4VG

3 ships, The INS- Privilege, and 2 Imperium Imperator Class Star Destroyers, INS- Unduth, and INS- Euveth headed to the unknown vessel.

"Open a channel."

"Open."

"This is the INS- Privilege, Captain Hughes speaking, for what reasons do you come here?"

Draidus Contacts sir three vessels of unknown origin are closing in on our position.

Commander Kilean responded, are their weapons armed, and are they targeting this vessel?

No sir, not as of yet, but they are moving at high volocity.

Colonel Davis watching the draidus screen very carefully, "Sir I recommend we go to Condition one."

Commander Kilean, "Any incoming messages?"

Yes Sir, we are recieving one message now, they are asking what are we doing here.

Colonel Davis, They state that they want to meet friends, and possibly allies, and when we come they ask us what we are doing here. Either these ships are not from the same planet as the origin as the message, or else their people are a few fries short of a happymeal.

Commander Kilean chuckled lightly, as he picked up the com.

This is the Battlestar Gorgan, to the unidentified vessels. We recieved a message over the galactic channel that originiated from this sector of space wishing to have an open dialogue with friendly races. As such we jumped to this area to investigate the message, and possibly have an open and friendly dialogue with your people. If the message did not originate here, and we have come here in error, we apologize and will immediatly withdraw.

OOC: Ok my ships are changing here, because I'm making new ones. Now everything is Imperium class for now.

IC:

Aboard the INS- Kebosade, Captain Jacob watched the heavens. A glimmer in his eye as the star shined above him. Soon this peace was broken by the Science officer.

"Sir, w has something on the edge of the system."

"What is it?"

"Some sort of an explosion. And a message."

"Let’s hear it."

The message was then played back to the captain.

"Helm set a course. Bearing 3SX-42FT5-YU-4VG"

"Aye Sir."

The Destroyer jumped into hyper space. It screamed past star after star until it finally reached the 3SX-42FT5-YU-4VG.

"Sir, we have reached the specified, 3SX-42FT5-YU-4VG."

"Hold position."

Draidus Contacts sir three vessels of unknown origin are closing in on our position.

Commander Kilean responded, are their weapons armed, and are they targeting this vessel?

No sir, not as of yet, but they are moving at high volocity.

Colonel Davis watching the draidus screen very carefully, "Sir I recommend we go to Condition one."

Commander Kilean, "Any incoming messages?"

Yes Sir, we are recieving one message now, they are asking what are we doing here.

Colonel Davis, They state that they want to meet friends, and possibly allies, and when we come they ask us what we are doing here. Either these ships are not from the same planet as the origin as the message, or else their people are a few fries short of a happymeal.

Commander Kilean chuckled lightly, as he picked up the com.

Message Reply

Battlestar Gorgan, you have come to the right place. We welcome you the Dweladelifan system.

Everyone heard the short yet sweet phrase come from the Unknown vessels.

Commander Kilean remarked, What is the make and type of their vessel. Is it anything that we have come to know of, or is it turly unique?

It would appear to be a unique design. However the fact that they called themselves the Imperium would suggest some relationship to the Chronosians.

Well doesn't this day just get better, I wonder if they are chaos worshippers or the "heretics".

We are pleased to make your aquaintance. We are curious, is your government related tothe Imperium of Chronosia, and if so do you worship chaos, or are you another faction of the Imperium? If you like, you are welcome to come aboard our vessel so we can meet face to face. We however must insist that if you do come aboard that you come unarmed. If you do wish to come onboard we will clear the port flight pod, and will prepare an escort for you to tour part of our ship and we will have refreshments available for you.

Everyone heard the short yet sweet phrase come from the Unknown vessels.

Commander Kilean remarked, What is the make and type of their vessel. Is it anything that we have come to know of, or is it turly unique?

It would appear to be of similiar design to the Chronosians. The vessels are nearly identical to the Imperium of Chaos.

Well doesn't this day just get better, I wonder if they are chaos worshippers or the "heretics".

OOC: Ships specs are here.... I made them myself.... http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=524268

OOC: oh thank you for the specs, I got confused especially since you called yourself an Imperium, I thought you were going off warhammer 40k. Oh well please just assume the question is the same since you did call yourself the Imperium earlier. My nations only contact with any kind of Imperium is Chronosia. I will edit my previous post to be more accurate. By the way nice designs :)

Everyone heard the short yet sweet phrase come from the Unknown vessels.

Commander Kilean remarked, What is the make and type of their vessel. Is it anything that we have come to know of, or is it turly unique?

It would appear to be a unique design. However the fact that they called themselves the Imperium would suggest some relationship to the Chronosians.

Well doesn't this day just get better, I wonder if they are chaos worshippers or the "heretics".

"Chaos?" The captain said, confused.

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We in the Imperium worship no God, or Chaos. We have no relation with the Imperium of Cronasia. We are a member of the GFFA. That’s as far as out relationship goes.

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ooc: sorry I have been busy recently, I will post as soon as I can.