NationStates Jolt Archive

The plan was now complete, it just had to wait, wait for those that would help them to join in and get rid off these dopple-gangers once and for all.

Everyone of their allies had been given these co-ordinates, Sitting in a large Armada is not cogniscient with being stealthy. And so all that the Admiral and the Vr'trk had to do was wait.

The Noveans wouldn't be alone in their pursuit. The Collective had already began branching off bio-ships to assist in the endeavor-to take down the first victim of the grand crusade that would eventually purge this heretic galaxy of these false-immitators.

The coordinates were taken in by a medium-sized group detached from the main fleet and the HomeShip-including one WorldShip-to assist the Noveans in the assault.

No fleet was alone in its conquest. It was far to say, none of this would've ever happened, if it hadn't been for her.

She was Fire. She was hatred. She was violent. She was feared.

The Lady of Fire sat on board MDF-1

It sat, in the darkness, in the gloom, in a place not normally scanned. It was safe to say, no one knew she was here. Some would suspect it surely, but no one would quite know for sure. But, who would think to scan the Median, the place between The universe, and The Mirror?

She waited. She had promised to help, and if nothing else, she ALWAYS, kept her word. For that, she was known well for, which made her all the more frightening, because she usually promised pain and suffering.

"Should we inform them of our arrival?" a nearby Aquamarinian asked.

"When the time is right, when the time is proper. For now, we wait, as the tiger waits, stalking its pray before pouncing."

"And who is our pray?"

"Who isn't?" She replied.

She pushed a button in her command chair.

For those not in the know, a signal would flare into place for a few moments, and then disappear. Part of the ever changing backround noise of space.

For those in the Know, it activated a specially designed signal in their navigational systems, alerting them silently, to the presence of The Lady burning with fire. It wouldn't say where, just, that she was there.

It would only be active long enough for a trusted officer, or even the captains of the other vessals in the alliance to be alerted, but then, it would, disappear.

The Seeder ship that accompanied their ally began to break down the closest debris feild to rapidly construct an attack fleet much the same wqay the distraction fleet was created to mislead the Parody investigators that would soon arrive.

A portal opened to a bit over a meter in diameter roughly 15 light minutes from the rest of the gathering fleet, and a small probe darted through. After a few seconds, the portal widened rapidly, and the Kendaryn contribution to the campaign swept into the area.

As the portal closed behind the second of the two heavy battleships, a transmission reached the waiting armada.

-"Admiral Veldosa speaking, commander of the Kendaryn Taskforce Nova. Are we to discuss our plans from our own ships, or meet in person, and if the latter, where?"-

OOC: As the first to split off and begin your campaign, you get Lady Hummingbird. Lucky you! ; )

Forces Present (i.e. boring list of numbers)
-2 'Exterminator' heavy battleships
-2 'Terror' battleships
-4 'Dread' battleships
-Assorted smaller vessels
-Assorted transports, repair vessels, and such
(Aboard the Exterminators and accompanying transports)
-8 'Sniper' missile boats
-500,000 soldiers
-75,000 marines
-7,000 war robots
-Assorted heavy ground equipment

Commanding Officer: Admiral Sal "Hummingbird" Veldosa.

OOC: Is this going to be all that will join me in my invasion of myself?

IC:
The Vr'trk smiled to himself once he recieved the signal that indeed the Ri-anese where around.

"Good, now we are just waiting for those indomible Under-dwellers. At least we can use their pathetic against ours." He said.

"Why the **** are we forced to be on the same ship!" exclaimed Admiral DesNiles

"Purely for logistics so everyone knows whatever comes out of this ship is binding to everyone..."

"I'm not dumb, I know that but that doesn't mean I have to like it."

"Aww, Well I'd say the feelings mutual but we both know you don't feel anything."

"Where are those stupid Under-dwellers anyway, How dumb can they get?"

"Sirs, We're picking up FTL signature.. It's the Under-dwellers." said the Conn officer as a new ship jumped into the system.

Scanners sooned confirmed that not only that it was the underdwellers but there was something special on-board.

"Good they have them..." stated the Vr'trk

"Don't get your hopes up, you know we need to test it..."

"Indeed, but for once it seems these creatures actually got something right."

Brief messages where sent to their known allies indentifying the new entrant as friendly. And indeed a message was sent to the new ship.


Welcome, Indeed it seems that we can now move on. Do you have the item?


A reply was sent... it was screeching however they had a translator device. It was created by their under-dwellers in an attempt to commnicate and "resolve issues" ... laughable. The only reason their under-dwellers are still alive is that they couldn't be bothered entirely wiping them out. Indeed the Under-dwellers had their uses.

The reply was translated to "Yes, we have items, You have payment?"

After the Seeder ship dissolved into a swarm of ebon shards and moved out into the nearest astronomical object the asteroid began to noticeable turn black itself and more shards rose from the asteroid until there was nothing left. The now considerably larger swarm moved onto the next available object until they had enough for their purposes. The swarm separated into smaller groupings which in turn coalesced into solid forms of ships like those left back at the wormhole. A single black object separated itself from one of the vessels and flew towards their ally’s command ship. After entering through the landing bay, the form of an ebony humanoid about two meters in height landed and asked the first person they encountered.

“We are Fleetmind. We have needs to speak with your commander. Please inform him we have arrived for the strategy meeting.”

Fleetmind was composed of a curious liquid black metal which clanked as if it was also solid while he walked through the hall to the meeting.

After the Seeder ship dissolved into a swarm of ebon shards and moved out into the nearest astronomical object the asteroid began to noticeable turn black itself and more shards rose from the asteroid until there was nothing left. The now considerably larger swarm moved onto the next available object until they had enough for their purposes. The swarm separated into smaller groupings which in turn coalesced into solid forms of ships like those left back at the wormhole. A single black object separated itself from one of the vessels and flew towards their ally’s command ship. After entering through the landing bay, the form of an ebony humanoid about two meters in height landed and asked the first person they encountered.

“We are Fleetmind. We have needs to speak with your commander. Please inform him we have arrived for the strategy meeting.”

Fleetmind was composed of a curious liquid black metal which clanked as if it was also solid while he walked through the hall to the meeting.

Two Novaens one a Sauron and the other a human wet to collect each other, sneering at each other, the tension was palpable between them.
"Come" said the human
"this" said the Sauron before both together saying "way."

They lead the ebony being towards the meeting.

"Glad to have you." said DesNiles
"Yeah yeah ,same here." said the Vr'trk annyoed that the human got the first word in.

Meanwhile The Under-dweller ship came very close to the Novaen command ship. The Mage Crystals where handed over and the Novaens where still fouled that indeed the crystals where Sunstones, and so the Underdwellers were payed, they cared not for money but streams of prisoner Mirror underdwellers flowed one way between the ships. What the Under-dwellers had planned for the mirrors was something that no one wanted to know.

OOC: I'll wait a few days for people to post coming here, if you don't post I'll ICly assume your characters tag along without really contributing.

Fire spurted from nowhere, and spread. It wasn't surpressed, the fire supression sytems themselves, surpressed. It contracted and coalesced. Nothing was burned that meant she was in a good mood.

She needed to say nothing. It was obvious she was there for the final strategy meeting.

A scout ship soared ahead of the Kendaryn fleet, escorted by two battlecruisers. As it reached the allied armada, its escort broke off, and it approached the Novaen command ship. Admiral Veldosa and her Yamiri 'assistant' were quickly escorted to the meeting chamber.

Not, however, quickly enough for Lady Hummingbird.

"Well? Come on, can't you walk any faster than that?"

The Admiral swept along between her guides at a pace that left the Yamiri scurrying on four limbs to keep up. This was an indignity few could get away with, but Veldosa had a way of inspiring either exasperation of affection in everyone she worked with for long, and the Yamiri who didn't like her were perfectly capable of seeking assignment elsewhere.

Sal Veldosa was tall and dark haired, with pleasant features and a figure that, while by no means stunning, was impressive even through her heavy Officer's overcoat. This wasn't what inspired the respect her crew had for her, but it certainly didn't hurt her reputation with the predominately male soldiers under her command. Her nickname came from her boundless energy, and her equally great appetite for sugar in all its forms, which were rumored to be of magical origins. Her thoughts were as swift as her motions, and she was an excellent commander in the field... when working with the right sort of forces.

She rushed into the meeting room and began pacing, waiting impatiently for the other representatives to arrive. While Veldosa strode back and forth, the Yamiri extended a cautious mental line toward tLoF.

-Great One, please forgive me for contacting you thus. I fear that once your attention is directed elsewhere, these Novaens may be distracted once again by their petty rivalries. With your permission, Lady, I will do what I can to make sure they remain... properly directed.-

A scout ship soared ahead of the Kendaryn fleet, escorted by two battlecruisers. As it reached the allied armada, its escort broke off, and it approached the Novaen command ship. Admiral Veldosa and her Yamiri 'assistant' were quickly escorted to the meeting chamber.

Not, however, quickly enough for Lady Hummingbird.

"Well? Come on, can't you walk any faster than that?"

The Admiral swept along between her guides at a pace that left the Yamiri scurrying on four limbs to keep up. This was an indignity few could get away with, but Veldosa had a way of inspiring either exasperation of affection in everyone she worked with for long, and the Yamiri who didn't like her were perfectly capable of seeking assignment elsewhere.

Sal Veldosa was tall and dark haired, with pleasant features and a figure that, while by no means stunning, was impressive even through her heavy Officer's overcoat. This wasn't what inspired the respect her crew had for her, but it certainly didn't hurt her reputation with the predominately male soldiers under her command. Her nickname came from her boundless energy, and her equally great appetite for sugar in all its forms, which were rumored to be of magical origins. Her thoughts were as swift as her motions, and she was an excellent commander in the field... when working with the right sort of forces.

She rushed into the meeting room and began pacing, waiting impatiently for the other representatives to arrive. While Veldosa strode back and forth, the Yamiri extended a cautious mental line toward tLoF.

-Great One, please forgive me for contacting you thus. I fear that once your attention is directed elsewhere, these Novaens may be distracted once again by their petty rivalries. With your permission, Lady, I will do what I can to make sure they remain... properly directed.-

-You may proceed with your endeavor.

The thought came back. No mistake, the way that thought felt, there was a veiled threat of pain if she failed in there somewhere.

OOC: Assuming Amazonian Beasts have a representative here

IC:

"Before we go into the depths of our plan, first some relevant information..." said Admiral DesNiles.

"Yes, As you know Novaen ships utilise 'darkstones' to power our ships. Stones the shourd the area around them in darkness and give off enough energy reliably to power our ships." Vr'trk Kch'ych added before handing over once again to the Admiral. It looked like this was rehearsed and agreed who said what to help smooth over the tensions. Particularily while the dread Lady, the Lady of Fire was here.

"What you may not realise is that our Mirror does not have these 'Darkstones' but they have an analogous to it. They call it the 'sun-stone', they are practically equivalent to darkstones apart from the fact they shine, almost like a star." Admiral DesNiles added at which point the Admiral up ended a bag that he was holding spilling the contents out on the meeting table. A single small Mage Crystal, what they thought to be a sun-stone landed on the table and shone brightly.

Averting his eyes the Vr'trk once again spoke "Our dark-stones and their Sun-stones are two sides of the same coin. And much like matter and anti-matter should there be interaction between them, chaotic destruction of both will occur."

"As well as anything within range of the resulting blast." the Admiral added.

"If you would come to this Window..." set up Vr'trk Kch'ych "we have a little demonstration for you." finished the admiral.

The window they indicated was a large view screen that indeed was set out as a window giving the impression that indeed they were looking through a window.

On the view screen was one of the Novaen ships... It was on it's own seperate from the rest. It was given the busy job of going and scanning each nearby planet for any sign of life and catalogue results. Though on board the first colision ever of Sunstones and Darkstones would occur. Or thought would be.

"In any moment now..." said Kch'ych as they waited for something to happen... Though it wasn't long. The ship exploded with terrible force and disappeared. The Novaeans of course were not expecting this but kept that quiet.

"As you can see... complete destruction." However that was not the case, truly indeed the magic crystals reacted not to the darkstones but to the method of forcing collision between the two and so while the Darkstone exploded the magic from the Magi Crystal was released transporting all the remains elsewhere. Where this just happened to be was just above the surface of the planet known as Nova.

TLOF kept quiet. One learned more that way.

Her mind ticked away.

"That felt like a mage Crystal. Could they have figured us out and already interferred? No matter, The Novaens will be good test subjects for this theory." She thought privatly. There was no outward sign of her thoughts, and psions would not dare intrude upon her thoughts.

Her hands were steepled as she watched.

"so are you suggesting we use these Darkstones to annihilate all of theres and blow the entire world to the next life?"

"Yes... " said the Vr'trk "... and No" added DesNiles. "While indeed the plan is to use this to destroy the planet. We simply do not have enough available to achieve this Without landing on the planet and goin below the surface via one of the many cave systems and doing this from inside the planet." said the Vr'trk

"To achieve this the deployment will have to be 2-fold. Simply all of your forces attack, drawing our mirror and forcing them to defend. Once we have received word of successful engagement a few Novaen ships will arrive and seemingly meld into the mirror forces, they will land on the planet and start deploying the caving teams to achieve this goal." expounded the Admiral

"That would end the first stage of the attack. For the second the rest of the Novaen forces would be deployed attacking all space forces. The aim of this is to occupy them with space Battles which will keep the forces on the planet unmolested and able to do their job." completed the Vr'trk.

It was at this time when an an unimportant science officer entered the room. "Results of the test..." he said before handing a them a piece of paper each before quickly disappearing. Being in the same room as the LoTF made the most steeled stomach quiver.

They both read the paper and knew immediately that something had not gone right with the test, but this was their reputation and one did not fail the Lady of Fire. "Good, the test was successful..." the Vr'trk said keeping his thoughts and expressions as closed as possible. "Yes. exactly as planned..." retorted the Admiral before desposing of the paper in a non-chalant way.

Fleetmind watched the meatbags curiously. They all were behaving funny and he was making sure to document it carefully for Overmind.

“Excuse us, what technology does your other selves possess? Can they detect or prevent Dimensional intrusions? If not, we can provide a vessel to Uplift and then obtain a parallel positioning with one of the under ground caves and then Emerge just long enough to drop off the team. We can either wait or arrange to meet with the team. The amount of time we would be in Real Space would be minimal and they might not even detect us.”

Fleetmind watched the meatbags curiously. They all were behaving funny and he was making sure to document it carefully for Overmind.

“Excuse us, what technology does your other selves possess? Can they detect or prevent Dimensional intrusions? If not, we can provide a vessel to Uplift and then obtain a parallel positioning with one of the under ground caves and then Emerge just long enough to drop off the team. We can either wait or arrange to meet with the team. The amount of time we would be in Real Space would be minimal and they might not even detect us.”

"Our Parodies are well versed in dimensions, they seem to hate fighting but they can be dangerous if put into a corner. They can detect dimensional anomolies and something like that will certainly attract their attention which is un-wanted. We haven't seen them actually in battle as it is usually out of the blue attack by the vicious parodies of the Under-dwellers and is usually over relatively quickly."

"Currently they are in a dimensional flux between two dimensions, but we are observing the situation and they should stabilise this flux soon. Seems the planet itself will be the last thing they stabilise using one aspect of their dimensional technology. Expect more of this to be used in battle though we can't give details.

Fleetmind smiled and his smile was unnerving. A mouth should not open that far. Teeth should not be utterly black.

“Then this will be most interesting. We have master Dimensional Technologies long ago in our past. We have many tricks and talents to do impossible things.”

"Yes... " said the Vr'trk "... and No" added DesNiles. "While indeed the plan is to use this to destroy the planet. We simply do not have enough available to achieve this Without landing on the planet and goin below the surface via one of the many cave systems and doing this from inside the planet." said the Vr'trk

"To achieve this the deployment will have to be 2-fold. Simply all of your forces attack, drawing our mirror and forcing them to defend. Once we have received word of successful engagement a few Novaen ships will arrive and seemingly meld into the mirror forces, they will land on the planet and start deploying the caving teams to achieve this goal." expounded the Admiral

"That would end the first stage of the attack. For the second the rest of the Novaen forces would be deployed attacking all space forces. The aim of this is to occupy them with space Battles which will keep the forces on the planet unmolested and able to do their job." completed the Vr'trk.

It was at this time when an an unimportant science officer entered the room. "Results of the test..." he said before handing a them a piece of paper each before quickly disappearing. Being in the same room as the LoTF made the most steeled stomach quiver.

They both read the paper and knew immediately that something had not gone right with the test, but this was their reputation and one did not fail the Lady of Fire. "Good, the test was successful..." the Vr'trk said keeping his thoughts and expressions as closed as possible. "Yes. exactly as planned..." retorted the Admiral before desposing of the paper in a non-chalant way.

TLOF smiled. She could tell truth from lies.

"So then the fact you have Mage Crystals from The Mirror Ri-an instead of actual sunstones aren't changing the results any?" She said.

She stood.

"You know, you could've just told me the truth the first time."

Fire burned in her palms.

"Now something is going to have to change to account for all this." She said.

"What do you suppose it should be? I'm sure there are a couple of aspiring underlings who would be happy to take your place." She said.

She was sure she'd have them in tears. But she was in a good mood.

"But they'll have to wait." She said.

The fire coalesced into another Mage Crystal.

"This is another type of Mage Crystal. Its made with the power of fire."

This explained why it was glowing red and seemed to burn with fire.

"Its safe to touch, and if you were to throw it, it would explode like a high-yield plasma Grenade. I will share a number of them with everyone, it will balance out their advantage of having Mage Crystals." TLOF said.

She manifested a pitcher of water and poured herself a glass. Drinking it, steam curled out of her nose.

"Mage Crystals..." said Vr'trk Kch'ych. "Those stupid Under-dwellers... Got the mage Crystals mixed up with the Sunstones. Which means representatives of the Lady's parody was there..." the Vr'trk trailed off.

"No, everything's still fine we just have to adjust. Our parody has just returned to this dimension while we had been back for a while. There is no way that this could have been planned, they just met each other for the first time. So, we'll just have to scavenge the sunstones from the wreckage of their ships. we'd have to calculate but there should be enough to still achieve our objective. We'd just have to deploy the planet destroying bomb and hold the enemy off long enough for it to do it's job."

"Yes, I suppose that is what we'll have to do..." the Vr'trk hated agreeing but it was the best plan so far available and the lady had directly threatened their lives... there was no option that he had left.

"Mage Crystals..." said Vr'trk Kch'ych. "Those stupid Under-dwellers... Got the mage Crystals mixed up with the Sunstones. Which means representatives of the Lady's parody was there..." the Vr'trk trailed off.

"No, everything's still fine we just have to adjust. Our parody has just returned to this dimension while we had been back for a while. There is no way that this could have been planned, they just met each other for the first time. So, we'll just have to scavenge the sunstones from the wreckage of their ships. we'd have to calculate but there should be enough to still achieve our objective. We'd just have to deploy the planet destroying bomb and hold the enemy off long enough for it to do it's job."

"Yes, I suppose that is what we'll have to do..." the Vr'trk hated agreeing but it was the best plan so far available and the lady had directly threatened their lives... there was no option that he had left.

"Oh relax would you? If I was going to kill you I would've done it already. Now lets get this show on the road before I just throw a star into the world and be done with it." TLOF said. Not that she could, but she certainly would try if she grew impatient enough.

Fleetmind began to chuckle.

“If you wish one, we can supply a star for tossing into the planet. All you have to do is create a mobile wormhole instead of a stationary wormhole. The gathering side can be used to scoop it up and the other side can be placed in orbit of the planet and… Oh, you were joking. I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

Fleetmind went back to being part of the room when the Lady gave them THAT look.




OOC:

Sorry, had to provide some humor even though he was serious.

Bump...

Bump...

OOC: Its your thread, I'm waiting on you to do something.

OOC:

Well as it seems no one as any more IC planning input to make. It's time to get this started. However before I do I just want to finish the re-intro first.

Thanks.

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Just let us know and we will help you kick your own ass.

OOC: I don't have an Ass(donkey) ooo... You mean... ah right.

Well. It's ready to be kicked...

IC: Some time had passed as the final nuts and bolts of the invasion plan had got underway and finally that last piece of the puzzle had been placed. The parody Nova (to our invaders) had finally settled down and provided a link between the two dimensions existing in both simultaneously.

And so now it was time for the forces of war to be mobilised initial commands to start the process were sent to the allied ships as things finally started to fall into place.

((Tag for joinage soon. I am looking forward to perverting my nation and then pitting it against me too. I have a fun idea for a combinded history for us Nova if you are interested. I'll TG you the idea.))

(ooc: well sorry I missed the planning. Wasn't aware this was going on until now)

Celric Sunfist sat on the bridge of Mortal Wrath having returned from the meeting aboard the Novaen command ship. Fire burned in his eyes as the day drew near to when he could exact vengence on the Mirror Hyren just like he had on the ones from this dimension who had enslaved his people for generations.

On his head was a helm covered by the head of a hyren, the beak coming down over his forehead almost hiding a deep scar that ran down to his nose and off onto his right cheek. The talons that made the scar he wore on his hands like gloves. In fact much of his uniform was decorated with the remains of the fallen foe. If this wasn't shocking enough of a sight, the snow white feathers had all been stained blood red.

The Men of Tidan owed much to the Novaens, it was their return to this realm that had destablized the Hyren enough for Celric's people to throw off their masters and slaughter them.

Naturally when the Novaens approached them with a plot to once again kill the hated hyren in another dimension they jumped at the chance. Unfortunately the Mirror Hyren were not as brutal and had the loyalty of the men, not their slavery. The Mirror Hyren were more advanced than the ones here had been, and Celric's people still had not fully taken all that they had left behind. Another plan had to be created.

The route that was taken was not one Celric wanted to take, but he was left with little choice. The hyren needed to be wiped out and if they couldn't do it hand to hand then they would do it a different way. They created a plague one that would sent the hyren to extinction if not close, but leave the men unharmed. It seemed they would have to be content with killing collaborators, and something about the thought of taking his Mirror's life himself gave Celric perverse glee.

When the call came to finally move against the Mirrors Celric and his people were eager to join. Now with the others the Tidani strike force waited. They were violent looking ships, with sharp angles and large protruding spikes, the displayed colors were all black highlighted with dark red. They were fast and heavily defended, and just by their look you could tell they wanted to get close.

OOC: Well, if Nova can manage to get this going again, we'll end the thread with the final fight between TLOF and Lady Ri-an, just cause I had it all planned out.

As I'm sure you can manage to guess if you read up on all the mirror threads, The Lady of Fire, (TLOF for short), na-iR ydaL, is a war spirit instead of a loving mother figure. As such, she's the one causing all the fighting to happen, and the one to whom, all others kneel. Reactions vary based on IC abilities. NB's characters practicly cringes in terror at her presence. Ga'ton, played by Balrogga, considers himself at the very least, her equal, and thus isn't all that afraid of her. Then again, it is rather hard to kill something without a body. ecueD, being her son, has no reason to fear her, because at least her mothering skills do extend that far.
I'm sure you can conjure up adequate IC feel for her based on that.

((ooc: Your foreshadowing in NB's reintro was pretty insightful :) You did a good job of getting the character through, what you just described is pretty much what I assumed from the storyline so far. Celric would fear TLOF as far as he could feel fear, at this point he is pretty much consumed by vengence and cares about little else, even himself. Even though he would normally hate the thought of being under another master's thumb the fact that she is fueling and providing a way for him to enact that vengence makes him willing and submissive, for now. Feed his desire for vengence and you will be able to easily control him. Should be fun once we get going again.))

((ooc: Your foreshadowing in NB's reintro was pretty insightful :) You did a good job of getting the character through, what you just described is pretty much what I assumed from the storyline so far. Celric would fear TLOF as far as he could feel fear, at this point he is pretty much consumed by vengence and cares about little else, even himself. Even though he would normally hate the thought of being under another master's thumb the fact that she is fueling and providing a way for him to enact that vengence makes him willing and submissive, for now. Feed his desire for vengence and you will be able to easily control him. Should be fun once we get going again.))

OOC: Indeed. Just what for the Final Battle of the two ladys. Although its just Lady Ri-an, TLOF and a giant mudpit, its still going to be pretty fun. Don't worry, vengence is an easy desire for dark powers to feed.

OOC:

I am ready to begin.

OOC: Sorry for the Delay, let's get this done

IC:

The Novaens, the Novaens that the dimension they were in currently would call natives had remained fairly insular, apart from the intial flood of people welcoming them back into reality. Everything had been quiet... however there was something strange a mass of fractured bits of something... scans didn't have enough time to properly determine their composure but it was able to determine that it was mostly metal with something that was quiet different something that seemed similiar to sunstones but different at the same time.

Researches came and found the object, a menacing dark almost type of glow surrounded the object making it hard to know exactly what it was, but from what they could tell, the object was similiar to a Sunstone except it exuded darkness from around it.

The stage was now set for the first wave of the invasion, Stage 1. A combined attack from the mirror forces on these pathetic imitations, parodies of the worst order. They would rue the day they where born and the Admiral and Vr'trk would make certain of that.

OOC: Sorry for the Delay, let's get this done

IC:

The Novaens, the Novaens that the dimension they were in currently would call natives had remained fairly insular, apart from the intial flood of people welcoming them back into reality. Everything had been quiet... however there was something strange a mass of fractured bits of something... scans didn't have enough time to properly determine their composure but it was able to determine that it was mostly metal with something that was quiet different something that seemed similiar to sunstones but different at the same time.

Researches came and found the object, a menacing dark almost type of glow surrounded the object making it hard to know exactly what it was, but from what they could tell, the object was similiar to a Sunstone except it exuded darkness from around it.

The stage was now set for the first wave of the invasion, Stage 1. A combined attack from the mirror forces on these pathetic imitations, parodies of the worst order. They would rue the day they where born and the Admiral and Vr'trk would make certain of that.

The Mobile Death Fortresses were always in a state of battle readyness, it was just simply a part of their design. Now they were even more so, as all the appropriate crews waited in all the right places for the right time. They still waited, in the median, obscured as they were from all sensors. At the right moment, they would spring out. and attack.

ooc: so is this done?