NationStates Jolt Archive

Diane quickly left and began to head back to the randevous point to meet up with the others. She got on the radio "Phase one complete, proceed to phase two" she said to the others. Hollands team quickly got the message "begin phase two" he asked the man with him "begining now, uplink online give me a few moments, there is always a back door" the man told him as he typed away on a lap top computer.


Before long he was in "I'm in, shutting down the HUbs power.....now!, begining file transfer 5 minutes untill transfer is done, 10 before the power comes on, we will be gone before its online, and the mainpower line is cut but in a way to make it look it was worn out" he told Holland. "Alright stay frosty people this won't take long" Holland told every one.

((ooc: then how come it picks up our lugage and bones :P quit poking holes in my logic your ruining a good plot device :P :D:D:D))

(OOC: The way we usually produce x-rays is to take a high-powered emitter to shoot a bunch of electrons at a metal target. When the electrons strike the target, they're traveling fast enough to transfer energy to electrons in the metal's atoms. Those electrons now advance to a different orbital level, giving off some energy in the process. And now we have x-rays.

In a medical x-ray, for instance, we see bones because the generated radiation travels through our skin, tissue, and such, but cannot penetrate the much denser bone material.

But it does appear like they're working on detectors now that snag x-rays that come back from the target, so I guess your system actually does make sense. Huh. That's actually pretty cool. Dangit, I fail, undone by my own research! Carry on, good sir, whilst we all try to figure out how to block that.)

Thankfully Star sounded calmer than usual. Jaron took the chance of asking, "Star, I have to know something. I know you still must remember the battle in Greece, but there are just some things that I have to understand. All I know about this person is that you told me he helped you when he didn't need to and died fighting for what he believed in. Just who was it Victor killed? How did you know him?" Thankfully, habits in the military were able to remind Jaron not to refer to Victor as his brother. His father mades sure that happened, that way the three never became too close for needing one another...

Star was silent for a long moment Jarons Question had suprised her "how did i know him?" she let out an ironic chuckle and turned to face Jaron "i tried to kill him myself... twice actualy but the second time he got in a lucky shot that disabled the darkstar and was able to capture me.

while being able to defeat me would be enough to make him special thats not the only thing he did. while i was his prisioner he talked to me. he was the first to show me the faults of the republic and that would be enough to make him special on its own but theres even more.

after ariving in helsinki... he let me go" she paused to let that part sink in "he let me go and we distroyed his home for it!" she turned back to the mountains "we bombed helsinki and burned it to the ground!... and yet amazingly... he servived that to" she heard the others aproching "you would have almost thought he was a Beta the way he kept sliping out of dangerous situations but then victor killed him" she griped the rail Tightly in her fists as the memory of Jacobs mobile suit being incinerated replayed itself in her mind "i should have killed him before. Jacob would still be alive if i had only killed Victor when i had the chance!" she slamed her fist in to the rail in emphasis of the point. it was a draw to decide who to kill first Victor or hades and if she was presented with the choise of kill one and let the other go she would be hard pressed to make a choise

(OOC: The way we usually produce x-rays is to take a high-powered emitter to shoot a bunch of electrons at a metal target. When the electrons strike the target, they're traveling fast enough to transfer energy to electrons in the metal's atoms. Those electrons now advance to a different orbital level, giving off some energy in the process. And now we have x-rays.

In a medical x-ray, for instance, we see bones because the generated radiation travels through our skin, tissue, and such, but cannot penetrate the much denser bone material.

But it does appear like they're working on detectors now that snag x-rays that come back from the target, so I guess your system actually does make sense. Huh. That's actually pretty cool. Dangit, I fail, undone by my own research! Carry on, good sir, whilst we all try to figure out how to block that.)

((ooc: woohoo :D ))

((Sorry Im a little buisy but i want to get a post up))
the base commander was in a bind... he couldn't retreat because A) there was no where close enough to run to B) they didn't have the suplies to make it anywhere near orgonized and C) even if they could meet up with more terran forces they would still be in the same supply situation and surrender... well surender just wasn't an option

"alright men i've had it with this panzy 'shoot only when you hve a clear shot bullshit" the general stated "i'm i'm going down i'm going wih a gun in my hand and taking as many of them with me as i can. order the withdrawl into the base proper equip every heavy weapon we got on those mobile suits fully load them all give every able bodyed man a gun and prep for a final assult because by Terra if they what this base bak i'm gonna make them pay for every bloody inch you hear me!"

"Sir! Yes Sir!"

Units slowly began pulling back as the Sagitarious units provided covering fire the aries fighting to maintain air control over the base the CAS had kicked a hornets nest and they where about to feel its wrath
The CAS general noted that the enemy forces were pulling back into the main base. With the way things were going he also knew that the enemy had to be planning something as the only way to ensure the survival of the forces was a retreat from the battle. To counter this anticipated plan he also ordered the temporary withdrawal of ground forces for requipping and arming while the NLOS Linear-indirect fire artilery moved up. These large armored units were designed to take out bases from byond the range of enemy defenders. With the enemy mobile suits temorarily gone it was a good chance to use them against the massed enemy forces.
The large pieces began shooting large caliber shells from the rear lines of the firehelper battle force. These shells moved at mach 9 and would take two minutes to reach the enemy forces. The shells would smash anything in their path as they lobed towards the enemy base.


Alarms screamed as the missiles where picked up a fraction to late and impacted all over the base "report!" screamed the watch commander as he picked himself up off the floor

"multiple impacts minor damage to the command post hanger 5 is gone 4 and 6 heavly damaged"

"get everything in to the air i want them found and shot down... time to see how well those new X scanners work" the X scanners where a new deveopment that where i direct result of the Union campeign and insted of detecting IR or Radio signatures they used X-rays t to see if anything was even there in the first place... sofar there was only one noted weekness but the cover of night cancled it out

Flack cannons light the night sky as the filled there are with shrapnel covering the likely aproach vectors buring the Aries pilots time to get to there mobilesuits and take to the air

the flack cannons continued fireing until the first aries squads got in range then they cut out to be replaced bu SAM batterys as the Aries aquired target locks. "there you are sneeky bastards" the sky was iluminated but th hundres of missils launching form the surface and the beams of the aries. someone had miscalculated thiking that there coastal bases would be as unprepaired as there ones on the interiour of africa and now they would pay for that error in there own blood
((weekness... well i would assume that it would be day since the sun produces some x-rays but it couls also be the fact that x-rays disperse much much faster than the microwaves used in radar
Also I launched HARM missiles or Homing Anti Radiation Missile at your base, these would eliminate the X-dars and not hit the hangers but i guess you could say that the X-days were off and another type of missile hit the hangers
i also dont exactly know how this would work as the material on the mobile suits would work almost as well on the other wave types on the EM spectrum but whatever))

Battleship Zeeleeuw
Several people monitored the battle as it progressed
"The enemy has engaged our forces. They are employing some form of x-ray scanning technology that wasn't in the intel report on the base to find our units."
"Order the XUUBMLV-1 (Experimental unmanned underwater ballistic missile launch vehicle-1) to begin its operations, project the estimated hit time and try and make it so that we can fire ground hugging supersonic missiles at targets and make them hit simultainiously."
a cry of yes sir came up and the people began their operations.
((I guess your X-dar might work on the missiles but not until its too late you will have to rely on other stations and those low alt cuise missiles might be a problem since your radar is gone...))

[base]
The gundams and mobile suits carried out the battle. They all remained in their mobile armor configuration to allow for the ablative stealth armor/ coating to keep working. In this mode they used their speed for numerous passes over the base and thus limiting their time being targeted by enemy mobile suits. The main target of these passes were the X-dar installations. It was hoped that the facilities once gone would hinder the defense effort. Thus far things were not going well as several mobile armor/suits used their automated self destruct protocall to prevent the capture of technology. However, the pilots being the best of CAS's forces were able to dodge most of the enemy's counter fire and strike back and the opposing forces.

Diane quickly left and began to head back to the randevous point to meet up with the others. She got on the radio "Phase one complete, proceed to phase two" she said to the others. Hollands team quickly got the message "begin phase two" he asked the man with him "begining now, uplink online give me a few moments, there is always a back door" the man told him as he typed away on a lap top computer.


Before long he was in "I'm in, shutting down the HUbs power.....now!, begining file transfer 5 minutes untill transfer is done, 10 before the power comes on, we will be gone before its online, and the mainpower line is cut but in a way to make it look it was worn out" he told Holland. "Alright stay frosty people this won't take long" Holland told every one.

"sir power to the hub is down we can safely assume the phoenix is iin given we ordered an early maintanence cycle"

"exelent how long untill we know if they took the bait?"

"not untill the powercomes back up i'm afraid and then we'll have to wait and see if they swallow it"

"keep me informed" Ahh electronic warfair gibbs thought to himself Almost as satisfying as the battle feild

there was no way to tell what files where tainted as the files the phoenix was likely to be after could be any size and the computer guys assured him that the suprise was well hidden afew of the designers even admited that if they didn't know where to look they wouldn't even be able to find it not to mention that all they had to do was open the file to activate it and then the fun would really begin...

((ooc: ok fine its a computer virus but good luck finding it as since it is a custom designed file even the most up todate virus scan wont find and given the file type its not going to stand out as overly large. never underestamate the power of the republic... or someone who's read afew to many spy novels :D oh and dancougar poke holes in this and i'm gonna hit you with a wet fish lol :D ))

Star was silent for a long moment Jarons Question had suprised her "how did i know him?" she let out an ironic chuckle and turned to face Jaron "i tried to kill him myself... twice actualy but the second time he got in a lucky shot that disabled the darkstar and was able to capture me.

while being able to defeat me would be enough to make him special thats not the only thing he did. while i was his prisioner he talked to me. he was the first to show me the faults of the republic and that would be enough to make him special on its own but theres even more.

after ariving in helsinki... he let me go" she paused to let that part sink in "he let me go and we distroyed his home for it!" she turned back to the mountains "we bombed helsinki and burned it to the ground!... and yet amazingly... he servived that to" she heard the others aproching "you would have almost thought he was a Beta the way he kept sliping out of dangerous situations but then victor killed him" she griped the rail Tightly in her fists as the memory of Jacobs mobile suit being incinerated replayed itself in her mind "i should have killed him before. Jacob would still be alive if i had only killed Victor when i had the chance!" she slamed her fist in to the rail in emphasis of the point. it was a draw to decide who to kill first Victor or hades and if she was presented with the choise of kill one and let the other go she would be hard pressed to make a choise

It seemed odd for Star to actually be so passionate about someone who opposed the Republic at the time, but it was now more understandable how that happened. It seemed as if Star had a new experience when she was staying with the enemy. The military was trained to handle any form of torture, but it appeared that Star was far from able to handle what that man gave her. Jaron could only comment, "If someone was able to do that, he must of been a person of a high rank. It certainly is a shame he has fallen....."

"alright things are going as planned" the man told Holland "Then our agent supplied us with the right information?" Holland asked as he looked on the screen "vary well Holland to petrie, Mayrin your end ready?" he said over the radio sending a message back to the ship. Mayrin looked over her console "Holland I spent 4 years as a Communicatiosn officer, 2 years in intelligence and other year as head of a ships CIC, I know how to do this, remote station 2 is online begining phase three" she said over the radio back to him.

Hollands team was only the infiltration team, the unknown republic virus would go to there computer while Mayrin's 10 layer security net connection into the Republic mainframe began the full process, even if there was a super AI Mayrins skills from being in the republic made her well aware of what to prepare for, she began downloading the entire republic mainframe, but she was also uploading something, a file, but it wasn't a virus.....

OOC: you don't think i would have a plan with a phase one and two only did you :P wait till phase 4 hehehe

there was no way to tell what files where tainted as the files the phoenix was likely to be after could be any size and the computer guys assured him that the suprise was well hidden afew of the designers even admited that if they didn't know where to look they wouldn't even be able to find it not to mention that all they had to do was open the file to activate it and then the fun would really begin...

((ooc: ok fine its a computer virus but good luck finding it as since it is a custom designed file even the most up todate virus scan wont find and given the file type its not going to stand out as overly large. never underestamate the power of the republic... or someone who's read afew to many spy novels :D oh and dancougar poke holes in this and i'm gonna hit you with a wet fish lol :D ))

(OOC: Well, you see, the thing with... aaaaaah it's all wet and slimy get it off get it off!)

It seemed odd for Star to actually be so passionate about someone who opposed the Republic at the time, but it was now more understandable how that happened. It seemed as if Star had a new experience when she was staying with the enemy. The military was trained to handle any form of torture, but it appeared that Star was far from able to handle what that man gave her. Jaron could only comment, "If someone was able to do that, he must of been a person of a high rank. It certainly is a shame he has fallen....."

"Who fell?" The two turned and saw the hatch open. Nelson was the first one through. One by one, the pilots all filed outside the hatch, along with the diplomats, and finally, Mervin. "Sorry to interrupt, but we were looking for you guys."

"Seems like a rockin' party, this bunch," said Adam, throwing his arm around Nelson's shoulder. "I wonder what Mervin could possibly have to say that links you and her," he motioned towards Star, "and his highness over here."

Star seemed to jump a little when she heard that. Nelson blinked. "Oh, right, I guess you never..." He turned and noticed that Jacob, too, was temporarily taken aback. "Did... I miss something?"

It seemed odd for Star to actually be so passionate about someone who opposed the Republic at the time, but it was now more understandable how that happened. It seemed as if Star had a new experience when she was staying with the enemy. The military was trained to handle any form of torture, but it appeared that Star was far from able to handle what that man gave her. Jaron could only comment, "If someone was able to do that, he must of been a person of a high rank. It certainly is a shame he has fallen....."

"the kings son that high enough for you?" she shot back. she was emotionaly torn... anger she knew anger she could handle.. it was these new weak emotions that she couldn't take and the conflickting emotions where making her even more unstable

"Who fell?" The two turned and saw the hatch open. Nelson was the first one through. One by one, the pilots all filed outside the hatch, along with the diplomats, and finally, Mervin. "Sorry to interrupt, but we were looking for you guys."

"Seems like a rockin' party, this bunch," said Adam, throwing his arm around Nelson's shoulder. "I wonder what Mervin could possibly have to say that links you and her," he motioned towards Star, "and his highness over here."

Star seemed to jump a little when she heard that. Nelson blinked. "Oh, right, I guess you never..." He turned and noticed that Jacob, too, was temporarily taken aback. "Did... I miss something?"

Star spun on her heals and for a moment registered suprize and then her eyes narrowedand faster than anyone could have guessed she was storming towards him"you bastard!" she sluged him "how dare you do this to me!" she hit him again "i Hate you" and again "i hate you" and again.

she kept hitting him all the while saying how much she hated him but other than that first hit her strikes and her words where loosing there angry edge and she had soon broken down compleatly sobbing "i hate you" while weekly attempting to hit him but only managing to lightly thump him if that

((ooc: yes i'm breaking her right down so somebody better be ready to re mold this weapon other wise your most powerful weapon next to jacob is usless))

"alright things are going as planned" the man told Holland "Then our agent supplied us with the right information?" Holland asked as he looked on the screen "vary well Holland to petrie, Mayrin your end ready?" he said over the radio sending a message back to the ship. Mayrin looked over her console "Holland I spent 4 years as a Communicatiosn officer, 2 years in intelligence and other year as head of a ships CIC, I know how to do this, remote station 2 is online begining phase three" she said over the radio back to him.

Hollands team was only the infiltration team, the unknown republic virus would go to there computer while Mayrin's 10 layer security net connection into the Republic mainframe began the full process, even if there was a super AI Mayrins skills from being in the republic made her well aware of what to prepare for, she began downloading the entire republic mainframe, but she was also uploading something, a file, but it wasn't a virus.....

OOC: you don't think i would have a plan with a phase one and two only did you :P wait till phase 4 hehehe

"status?"

"main power is still down... but a second download is taking place"

"do they really think we'd give them direct acess to our networks without taking precautions not to bright are they dave"

"no sir not at all"

"you know standard comms training if thats what there baising this on dosn't even begin to cover the darker secrets... Lt pass be your console"

"yes sir"

gibbs took the monitering console and entered afew simple commands and inafew moments was piggybacking his own signal on there own connection. it was programed to mimic there frequency and there acess codes

"you see dave not only was the hub unpluges from the main network when the power went down but any information there downloading is all fluff theres nothing of importance in it. but this baby" he keyed in the final sequence sinking its teeth deep into there system "this is the entire key to the entire operation. oh you package will certantly do ts onwn damage int ime but this is what i was hopeing for"

holo screens began popping up as files and systems where acessed. he focused on the systems and files of wourth all the while keeping his finger on the fry button that would short out the computer acessing there network frying all the components rendering it nothing more than scrap metal if not the the whole base or ships network "and the best thind about this is its designed that if a hard dissconect is attempted it will trigger the fry code... all in all its a nasty little bug and its not something shown to just anyone only those whose loyalty to the republic is assured because if this ever got out it could literaly bring the whole network down"

Gibbs wasn't worried about that as he continued to acess files and systems copying what he deemed useful. Section Omega 8 had a perfict record of tracking down anyone who knew about it who had run within days.

the only reason the S.O.8 hadn't gone after holland when he left is he wasn't deemed a security threat since he had split after compleating acadamy training (corect if wrong) jaron was deemed non critical as well star on the other hand they where keeping an eye on more because she was a beta than a security threat

((ooc: don't underestamate me... while i freely admit i'm not assmart with these technical things as dancougar i usualy know what i'm doing so good luck freeing your system in one peice))

Star spun on her heals and for a moment registered suprize and then her eyes narrowedand faster than anyone could have guessed she was storming towards him"you bastard!" she sluged him "how dare you do this to me!" she hit him again "i Hate you" and again "i hate you" and again.

she kept hitting him all the while saying how much she hated him but other than that first hit her strikes and her words where loosing there angry edge and she had soon broken down compleatly sobbing "i hate you" while weekly attempting to hit him but only managing to lightly thump him if that

Everyone just kind of stared blankly, and the lightbulb in Jaron's head went off as he made the connection. "I... guess I did...?" Nelson stammered. Laku was even more taken aback. After five days, she'd not seen this side of Star at all. She'd never even brought anything like this up in conversation, all she'd done was get on Hades' nerves. Whatever he'd done to her in the past, it had left a serious mark.

"I'm not sure what's up with you," Adam began, "but this guy saved your life! He saved all of us back there when that black thing went insane!" Nelson clapped a hand on his shoulder, as if to say 'Don't get involved.'

Mervin coughed. "Definitely NOT the way I wanted you guys to get to know each other, but it'll have to do," he said. "Jacob and Star seem to have some baggage from earlier in the war, and that will be worked out in time. I should've expected this, anyway. We used to be enemies. But right now, that doesn't matter anymore. Whatever happened to bring Star and Jaron to our side, whatever forces conspired to deliver the Terra into Jacob's hands, whatever forces allowed this ship and its crew to escape Australia... it's all for this moment. Each of you has a unique talent and machine, and once you figure out how to compliment each other, you'll be a fighting force without equal in the world... you all understand that, right?"

Russia

Pyter had gone home for the evening and was sitting in his favorate chair when his youngest child and only daughter Sasha entered the apartment returning from her own job at an office

"Papa your home" she went to great her father

"ahh my Zaichik" he kissed her on the forehead

"Papa did you get tired of all that noise finaly?"

"not quite my dear" he sat back ih his chair and looked across at her "sasha to remember the long talks weve had about mother russia and that the terran ocupation wouldn't last forever and how we must bide out time intill theright moment to throw off the chains?"

"yes" her voice was a little unsure

"The time is apon us" he said in a wisper

Sasha gasped

"myself along with some of my staf and my good friend Iven have begun a plan to fight the republic we are refiting some of the old acient Tartar units they wont be much at first but its are hope to encounter some allies

Sasha was speachless her father had long told her and her older brothers about the good old days of the new warsaw allience

"Sasha i would like you to join me. if your worried about your job i will hire you as an office assistant. i can't ask you to do this knowing how dangorous it is going to be for but will you consider it?"

"yes papa i will let you konw in the morning"

Novogorad base

General Yavensky was sorting through officer profilestrying to find any who might be sympathetic to the cause sofar he had come up with roughly 2 squads worth of officerstomorrow they would be reassigned into 2 squads under his direct command wish wasn't uncommon for high ranking officers to select personal squads

he looked at one last profile a Sargent Sidorov it said he was raised in a terran orfanage and was placed directly into the acadamy when he reached 18 he would truly be a son of the republic there wasn't much chance of turning him... unless

"Sven please invite Sgt Sidorov to meet with me at his earlyest convenience"

"ov course general"

Everyone just kind of stared blankly, and the lightbulb in Jaron's head went off as he made the connection. "I... guess I did...?" Nelson stammered. Laku was even more taken aback. After five days, she'd not seen this side of Star at all. She'd never even brought anything like this up in conversation, all she'd done was get on Hades' nerves. Whatever he'd done to her in the past, it had left a serious mark.

"I'm not sure what's up with you," Adam began, "but this guy saved your life! He saved all of us back there when that black thing went insane!" Nelson clapped a hand on his shoulder, as if to say 'Don't get involved.'

Mervin coughed. "Definitely NOT the way I wanted you guys to get to know each other, but it'll have to do," he said. "Jacob and Star seem to have some baggage from earlier in the war, and that will be worked out in time. I should've expected this, anyway. We used to be enemies. But right now, that doesn't matter anymore. Whatever happened to bring Star and Jaron to our side, whatever forces conspired to deliver the Terra into Jacob's hands, whatever forces allowed this ship and its crew to escape Australia... it's all for this moment. Each of you has a unique talent and machine, and once you figure out how to compliment each other, you'll be a fighting force without equal in the world... you all understand that, right?"

((ooc: gonna wait for braziliam on this again... i need his responce))

OOC: tis a shame I am using isolated remote acess, which means these computers are blank and have no useful information and are not connected to my network, and S.O.8 better do some background checks, the entire SOF 1st squad is former republic though Mayrin does exagerate her service record to make her look better :P oh and curse you for foiling my plan...well not completly

"Mayrin status?" Holland asked waiting on what she was doing "As I told you guys this netowrk has more security, and we have a feedback pulse coming in it got through the firewalls but not before i detected it barely, the upload is done, its invilable and will activate once there power is on" she told Holland over the radio "bring the lights back on" Holland ordered "but its not done yet" the man said "I know but i have a idea" he walked a couple feet before calling Luna "Luna theres a cable under here can you pull it out" he asked. Luna moved her mobile suit closer "alright" she said as she reached into the sand and pulled a large cable out, Holland then cut it "Its the line to the other arrays, disconnect and get over here" Holland ordered.

The man went to disconnect when his computer fried "ah son of a!" the man yelled out "you alright" Holland asked "yeah but this lap top is useless now" he told Holland. Holland then thought quickly "Mayrins set your computer to shut down in 30 seconds and then toss it, as soon as the disconnection begins your computer will fry" he ordered her.

Mayrin was shocked but quickly did what he asked and then some, she tossed it out the window, pulled her gun and shot at it, she destroyed it before it could fry.

Star spun on her heals and for a moment registered suprize and then her eyes narrowedand faster than anyone could have guessed she was storming towards him"you bastard!" she sluged him "how dare you do this to me!" she hit him again "i Hate you" and again "i hate you" and again.

she kept hitting him all the while saying how much she hated him but other than that first hit her strikes and her words where loosing there angry edge and she had soon broken down compleatly sobbing "i hate you" while weekly attempting to hit him but only managing to lightly thump him if that

((ooc: yes i'm breaking her right down so somebody better be ready to re mold this weapon other wise your most powerful weapon next to jacob is usless))

Everyone just kind of stared blankly, and the lightbulb in Jaron's head went off as he made the connection. "I... guess I did...?" Nelson stammered. Laku was even more taken aback. After five days, she'd not seen this side of Star at all. She'd never even brought anything like this up in conversation, all she'd done was get on Hades' nerves. Whatever he'd done to her in the past, it had left a serious mark.

"I'm not sure what's up with you," Adam began, "but this guy saved your life! He saved all of us back there when that black thing went insane!" Nelson clapped a hand on his shoulder, as if to say 'Don't get involved.'

Mervin coughed. "Definitely NOT the way I wanted you guys to get to know each other, but it'll have to do," he said. "Jacob and Star seem to have some baggage from earlier in the war, and that will be worked out in time. I should've expected this, anyway. We used to be enemies. But right now, that doesn't matter anymore. Whatever happened to bring Star and Jaron to our side, whatever forces conspired to deliver the Terra into Jacob's hands, whatever forces allowed this ship and its crew to escape Australia... it's all for this moment. Each of you has a unique talent and machine, and once you figure out how to compliment each other, you'll be a fighting force without equal in the world... you all understand that, right?"

Jacob was surprised to see Star, but it was because he was surprised to see her reaction to his arrival. He saw her eyes narrow towards him and immediatley jump on him and started pummeling his face. If anyone thought he had it rough when he first met her, this made their first encounter look like a slap fight. Thankfully, Star eventually settled down and was reduced to mere weak hits. As soon as Star stopped hitting him, Jacob placed his hands on her shoulders and helped her to her feet. Jacob told her, "I apologize for whatever it is I have done Ms. Lynde. But I truly do not wish to remain enemies with you. If you were captured by a Republic Gundam, then that must mean you have left the Republic Army for whatever reason, am I correct?" They stood up and listened to what Mervin had to say. Jacob assured him, "I will be certain to do my best. If I can assist in helping the people on this ship and anywhere else, I will do so."

"Wow, this really turned for the worse," Roland said under his breath as he rushed over to Jacob. He had just overheard what Jacob said.

"Or unless, Hades just used her as a way to lead you into a trap."

He then turned to Mrs. Lynde...

"As for you, this must really be an emotional time for you. You have had close encounters and several losses, and most of this must be overwhelming. Therefore, you have reached a fork in the road, with several choices and ways to go. But, you are conflicted as to your next point of action and are lost. But don't forget, even when you have compleatly lost your way in life, this right hear (points to heart) makes the choices, and will lead you in your lifes journey."

occ: okay, now I have this out of the way, press play!!!

The CAS general noted that the enemy forces were pulling back into the main base. With the way things were going he also knew that the enemy had to be planning something as the only way to ensure the survival of the forces was a retreat from the battle. To counter this anticipated plan he also ordered the temporary withdrawal of ground forces for requipping and arming while the NLOS Linear-indirect fire artilery moved up. These large armored units were designed to take out bases from byond the range of enemy defenders. With the enemy mobile suits temorarily gone it was a good chance to use them against the massed enemy forces.
The large pieces began shooting large caliber shells from the rear lines of the firehelper battle force. These shells moved at mach 9 and would take two minutes to reach the enemy forces. The shells would smash anything in their path as they lobed towards the enemy base.

The shelling of the base was deffinatly inonvenient and slowed the refit of the units considerably but time will out they finished and not haveing to return fire at this range ment everything was fully charged stocked and ready to roll they thought they had the upperhand well they thought wrong

"men thi is going to be our finest hour they think they out number us... the think they've won well they thouht wrong" several shell impacted in the back ground missing anything vital "lets show them what a bad idea kicking the hornets nest known as the terran republic really is! Order and unity!"

"strength and leadership!" came the thunderous reply from the assembled men

"Lets give them hell!"

A great chear went up as pilots rean to there mobile suits soldiers to there vehicals everything armed to the teeth they knew there was no going back, that victory was there only option they would fight to the last man defending the republic and hopefully tke the sodiers of the CAS with them

the arries screamed over head gomencing straifing runs on the aritillary positions explosions lighting up the aproaching dusk as Gemini's streaked in below on flight pods blasting away at anything that moved as the Sagitarious provided fire support covering the advance of the arrmourd collums and troop transports thinds where about to get brutal as advancing infantry light up trgets for either the arie or sagitarious who ever could fire first as they pressed ever onwards in the rush tactics that had won the republic australia as cargo trucs brought up the rear hauling the remaining suplies for feild resuplies the CAS was in for a miserable night as the renewed assult was relentless

((weekness... well i would assume that it would be day since the sun produces some x-rays but it couls also be the fact that x-rays disperse much much faster than the microwaves used in radar
Also I launched HARM missiles or Homing Anti Radiation Missile at your base, these would eliminate the X-dars and not hit the hangers but i guess you could say that the X-days were off and another type of missile hit the hangers
i also dont exactly know how this would work as the material on the mobile suits would work almost as well on the other wave types on the EM spectrum but whatever))

Battleship Zeeleeuw
Several people monitored the battle as it progressed
"The enemy has engaged our forces. They are employing some form of x-ray scanning technology that wasn't in the intel report on the base to find our units."
"Order the XUUBMLV-1 (Experimental unmanned underwater ballistic missile launch vehicle-1) to begin its operations, project the estimated hit time and try and make it so that we can fire ground hugging supersonic missiles at targets and make them hit simultainiously."
a cry of yes sir came up and the people began their operations.
((I guess your X-dar might work on the missiles but not until its too late you will have to rely on other stations and those low alt cuise missiles might be a problem since your radar is gone...))

[base]
The gundams and mobile suits carried out the battle. They all remained in their mobile armor configuration to allow for the ablative stealth armor/ coating to keep working. In this mode they used their speed for numerous passes over the base and thus limiting their time being targeted by enemy mobile suits. The main target of these passes were the X-dar installations. It was hoped that the facilities once gone would hinder the defense effort. Thus far things were not going well as several mobile armor/suits used their automated self destruct protocall to prevent the capture of technology. However, the pilots being the best of CAS's forces were able to dodge most of the enemy's counter fire and strike back and the opposing forces.[/QUOTE]

The arieal bttle was a stailmate as pilots and skills were evenly matched it didn't matter how good a pilot you where if you couldn't make a shot connect you wernt making any headway.. ocasionaly a lucky shot connected on either side and a suit went down but it wasn't enough to turn the tide as the battle for air superiourority raged on

((ooc i'll coment on the missile attack later i have to guage my reactions and estamated damage

(OOC: Sorry guys, but as I'm going out of town for a few days, I need to get at least Mervin's massive theory thingy up so I don't delay my entire story arc. So here's the manifesto in full, fit it in where you will, respond and use my characters as needed, the usual. Back on Saturday!)

So... what do you guys know about evolution? Mutations turn out to confer an advantage, those with that mutation survive and reproduce, and now the species has a brand new feature. Our advanced brain is an example of that. Over time, our ancestors developed the ability to gather and process information very quickly. We have terrible sensors in a lot of ways - we can't hear things that are too far away, and only in a limited range of frequencies. Our vision can be limited greatly, our smell... but we compensate for these shortcomings with our brain's computational power. We can reason about the world around us even if we can't sense it perfectly. This ability has helped us to survive and develop tools which improve our ability to perceive the world and act on it.

But even with that, we're by no means perfect. Computers, as far as we've taken them, are still just too slow for a lot of things. No computer, for instance, can recognize images with the speed or accuracy of the human brain. And the human eye cannot gather as much visual information as a mobile suit's cameras. A combination would be a major advantage to the pilot, yes? This is where you come in, Nelson. The computer system on your Gundam gathers insane amounts of data and uses your brain to help process the bits it can't do efficiently. This allows you to reason more completely about the combat zone and make a decision about what to do next. Of course, because this is far more mental activity than normal, the strain causes the headaches you've been suffering from. They lose severity as you adjust to a certain level of activity, and flare up again when you push yourself harder.

Ah, but what does this have to do with evolution? After all, the computer system is mechanical, not biological. It was constructed specifically for this purpose, not grown over time to its present state. The key observation, though, lies in what I said about Nelson's headaches. Why would the pain go away after he's used it for awhile? This implies that the brain is adjusting to the new activity. I've been charting your mental activity, Nelson, since you first fought Tong Xiang in Australia. Every time you use the system, certain areas of your brain are growing in both size and energy consumption, while other, less-used areas are sacrificed. Your brain is taking the initiative here - the computer system itself is not going to change its level of performance, the key is you. Your mind is rearranging its connections and structure to better deal with the influx of data it receives, and as a side effect, your baseline mental activity increases. You might not be aware of it, but right now, your brain is doing far more at rest than, say, Adam's or Laku's. Or even mine.

Far more in what sense, though? You're not necessarily smarter, and it's not immediately apparent that you're processing your sensory input any faster. There are far more complicated things happening under the hood, though. We've never really understood the capabilities of the brain, and so from here I can only conjecture. What I believe is happening, though, is that the forced development of your brain is leading to the manifestation of various abilities that normal human's don't have the capacity for. In your battle with Jacob, you experienced a premonition that allowed you to dodge his attack. The same thing happened against Xiang. Although I'm not sure what triggers it, you seem to have developed an ability to predict the future in the midst of battle.

But it's not just Nelson. You, too, Prince Jacob... you've just described signs of your own developing powers. Telekinesis. Your mind has developed to the point where it can influence the space around it. It's a very different ability, but I believe these are specific examples of a more general phenomena - the ability of the brain to exert more force on the world once it obtains greater strength. It seems like this is a new ability for you, but surely you've noticed before that you were different from others. When you first came on board and I gathered data from you, I noticed that your baseline mental patterns were different from a normal person's. You can react faster to the world around you, sometimes you can see ahead of time what's coming... the connection to the Terra, which seems to require immense will to fully control, has only recently given a nudge to your development. Now it must be easier for you to recognize these differences. If your headaches are gone, it might be that you've reached a sort of final stage, where all that's left now is to learn how to control this strength you've obtained. Or maybe there's something else behind it. Whatever it is, it looks like you're realizing your potential... as a Beta human.

How this came about, I can't be certain. We have very little data about the process the Terrans use to create Beta humans. Some think it's due to genetic modifications at birth. Others believe it's a chemical process carried out at some point during adolescence, or at any stage of growth. There might also be more to it than enhanced brainpower, though. This is where you come in, Star. You've already demonstrated your enhanced senses on several occasions, and no doubt your mind's ability to process the incoming data has aided you. But there are still a lot of things we don't know... do you remember a time when you didn't have these abilities, or have you always had them? Have you ever been able to summon strange powers that you can't explain? The three of you are all growing in very different ways, and understanding the how and why of that growth will lead to better understanding of how to develop and control your powers.

The shelling of the base was deffinatly inonvenient and slowed the refit of the units considerably but time will out they finished and not haveing to return fire at this range ment everything was fully charged stocked and ready to roll they thought they had the upperhand well they thought wrong

"men thi is going to be our finest hour they think they out number us... the think they've won well they thouht wrong" several shell impacted in the back ground missing anything vital "lets show them what a bad idea kicking the hornets nest known as the terran republic really is! Order and unity!"

"strength and leadership!" came the thunderous reply from the assembled men

"Lets give them hell!"

A great chear went up as pilots rean to there mobile suits soldiers to there vehicals everything armed to the teeth they knew there was no going back, that victory was there only option they would fight to the last man defending the republic and hopefully tke the sodiers of the CAS with them

the arries screamed over head gomencing straifing runs on the aritillary positions explosions lighting up the aproaching dusk as Gemini's streaked in below on flight pods blasting away at anything that moved as the Sagitarious provided fire support covering the advance of the arrmourd collums and troop transports thinds where about to get brutal as advancing infantry light up trgets for either the arie or sagitarious who ever could fire first as they pressed ever onwards in the rush tactics that had won the republic australia as cargo trucs brought up the rear hauling the remaining suplies for feild resuplies the CAS was in for a miserable night as the renewed assult was relentless
People shouted on the Command battleship as the enemy forces better equipped and much more numerous than before quickly tore through the combat air patrol with minimal casualties. Now they began firing as the relatively unprotected battleships and carriers. However, there was something they didn't plan on. A large renforcement force requested by the general was already en route and would soon arrive. Currently it seemed as their only hope was to defend their positions until they arrived in five minutes. However, five minutes in combat is a long time and they could already be gone by then.

Several of the battleship captains attempted to launch mobile suits. However, their efforts were cut short as their hangers were quickly destroyed when they opened up and thus revealing their relatively unarmored surface to the enemy weapons. However, the smarter captains did not use their linear catapaults and instead used large heavily armored ports that could provide safety to the ship during the launch of the mobile suits. They were able to get almost half the total mobile suits out now all they soldiers and piltos could do was hope and wait.

The arieal bttle was a stailmate as pilots and skills were evenly matched it didn't matter how good a pilot you where if you couldn't make a shot connect you wernt making any headway.. ocasionaly a lucky shot connected on either side and a suit went down but it wasn't enough to turn the tide as the battle for air superiourority raged on

((ooc i'll coment on the missile attack later i have to guage my reactions and estamated damage
((Im waiting for missiles))
The battle continued to rage but the forces of CAS were slowly losing as the enemy mobile forces being more numerous were able to down the faster CAS mobile suits by shear volume of fire in a general direction. However, very quickly the site would become a raging fireball as the tungsten rod warheads of the balistic missiles would join with the high explosive supersonic reactive metal cruise missiles and would hopefully destroy the base and thus accomplishing the mission.

But it's not just Nelson. You, too, Prince Jacob... you've just described signs of your own developing powers. Telekinesis. Your mind has developed to the point where it can influence the space around it. It's a very different ability, but I believe these are specific examples of a more general phenomena - the ability of the brain to exert more force on the world once it obtains greater strength. It seems like this is a new ability for you, but surely you've noticed before that you were different from others. When you first came on board and I gathered data from you, I noticed that your baseline mental patterns were different from a normal person's. You can react faster to the world around you, sometimes you can see ahead of time what's coming... the connection to the Terra, which seems to require immense will to fully control, has only recently given a nudge to your development. Now it must be easier for you to recognize these differences. If your headaches are gone, it might be that you've reached a sort of final stage, where all that's left now is to learn how to control this strength you've obtained. Or maybe there's something else behind it. Whatever it is, it looks like you're realizing your potential... as a Beta human.

How this came about, I can't be certain. We have very little data about the process the Terrans use to create Beta humans. Some think it's due to genetic modifications at birth. Others believe it's a chemical process carried out at some point during adolescence, or at any stage of growth. There might also be more to it than enhanced brainpower, though. This is where you come in, Star. You've already demonstrated your enhanced senses on several occasions, and no doubt your mind's ability to process the incoming data has aided you. But there are still a lot of things we don't know... do you remember a time when you didn't have these abilities, or have you always had them? Have you ever been able to summon strange powers that you can't explain? The three of you are all growing in very different ways, and understanding the how and why of that growth will lead to better understanding of how to develop and control your powers.

This was disturbing news, and it seemed that the situation was only getting better and better (sarcasticly).

"This is quite unusuall, the bond between Terra and you must be growing stronger each time you get into it." Roland presumed.
"Telekinesis, and if im correct, Rolf told me that the time with the table was when you were angry with him, so the connection maybe with extreme emotion....In the battle, something must have happened between you, Terra, and Hades that must have sparked this, but as of right now, I do not know. And if im not forshadowing for you or for any of us, Hades has followed a pattern in one, if not several classic tales and novels. Where the protagonist is put to the test to go to the other side by the antiagonist. At the first encounter, Hades tried to use pursuasion, but of course, that failed. On the ocean at the second encounter, he tried hostages to get you to follow him, but everyone went with you, so he may attempt to do that again. But the last one is the one im troubled with the most, Hades amied perfectly if im correct, the front of the Great White, where over half of us were at, at the present time. So Hades was going to kill us, just so you would try to seek revenge and go after him."

So I would advise caution, to all.
-Dumbledore :D

"Well this didn't go well, grab there CO and lets move" Holland ordered as he ran for the truck "Luna as soon as we confirm Phase 4 is ready you know what to do" he said as the others packed into the truck. Then came over the radio "Phase four online Holland do it" Mayrin told him. Holland looked at his watch "Luna dispose of the HUB" he told her. She pulled a beam saber out, turned it on and stabbed right through the Hub. pulled it out, put her saber away and began heading back, by the time the republic officer was awake he would be in a cell. Every one then headed into the desert awaiting there next move.

(OOC: Sorry guys, but as I'm going out of town for a few days, I need to get at least Mervin's massive theory thingy up so I don't delay my entire story arc. So here's the manifesto in full, fit it in where you will, respond and use my characters as needed, the usual. Back on Saturday!)

So... what do you guys know about evolution? Mutations turn out to confer an advantage, those with that mutation survive and reproduce, and now the species has a brand new feature. Our advanced brain is an example of that. Over time, our ancestors developed the ability to gather and process information very quickly. We have terrible sensors in a lot of ways - we can't hear things that are too far away, and only in a limited range of frequencies. Our vision can be limited greatly, our smell... but we compensate for these shortcomings with our brain's computational power. We can reason about the world around us even if we can't sense it perfectly. This ability has helped us to survive and develop tools which improve our ability to perceive the world and act on it.

But even with that, we're by no means perfect. Computers, as far as we've taken them, are still just too slow for a lot of things. No computer, for instance, can recognize images with the speed or accuracy of the human brain. And the human eye cannot gather as much visual information as a mobile suit's cameras. A combination would be a major advantage to the pilot, yes? This is where you come in, Nelson. The computer system on your Gundam gathers insane amounts of data and uses your brain to help process the bits it can't do efficiently. This allows you to reason more completely about the combat zone and make a decision about what to do next. Of course, because this is far more mental activity than normal, the strain causes the headaches you've been suffering from. They lose severity as you adjust to a certain level of activity, and flare up again when you push yourself harder.

Ah, but what does this have to do with evolution? After all, the computer system is mechanical, not biological. It was constructed specifically for this purpose, not grown over time to its present state. The key observation, though, lies in what I said about Nelson's headaches. Why would the pain go away after he's used it for awhile? This implies that the brain is adjusting to the new activity. I've been charting your mental activity, Nelson, since you first fought Tong Xiang in Australia. Every time you use the system, certain areas of your brain are growing in both size and energy consumption, while other, less-used areas are sacrificed. Your brain is taking the initiative here - the computer system itself is not going to change its level of performance, the key is you. Your mind is rearranging its connections and structure to better deal with the influx of data it receives, and as a side effect, your baseline mental activity increases. You might not be aware of it, but right now, your brain is doing far more at rest than, say, Adam's or Laku's. Or even mine.

Far more in what sense, though? You're not necessarily smarter, and it's not immediately apparent that you're processing your sensory input any faster. There are far more complicated things happening under the hood, though. We've never really understood the capabilities of the brain, and so from here I can only conjecture. What I believe is happening, though, is that the forced development of your brain is leading to the manifestation of various abilities that normal human's don't have the capacity for. In your battle with Jacob, you experienced a premonition that allowed you to dodge his attack. The same thing happened against Xiang. Although I'm not sure what triggers it, you seem to have developed an ability to predict the future in the midst of battle.

But it's not just Nelson. You, too, Prince Jacob... you've just described signs of your own developing powers. Telekinesis. Your mind has developed to the point where it can influence the space around it. It's a very different ability, but I believe these are specific examples of a more general phenomena - the ability of the brain to exert more force on the world once it obtains greater strength. It seems like this is a new ability for you, but surely you've noticed before that you were different from others. When you first came on board and I gathered data from you, I noticed that your baseline mental patterns were different from a normal person's. You can react faster to the world around you, sometimes you can see ahead of time what's coming... the connection to the Terra, which seems to require immense will to fully control, has only recently given a nudge to your development. Now it must be easier for you to recognize these differences. If your headaches are gone, it might be that you've reached a sort of final stage, where all that's left now is to learn how to control this strength you've obtained. Or maybe there's something else behind it. Whatever it is, it looks like you're realizing your potential... as a Beta human.

How this came about, I can't be certain. We have very little data about the process the Terrans use to create Beta humans. Some think it's due to genetic modifications at birth. Others believe it's a chemical process carried out at some point during adolescence, or at any stage of growth. There might also be more to it than enhanced brainpower, though. This is where you come in, Star. You've already demonstrated your enhanced senses on several occasions, and no doubt your mind's ability to process the incoming data has aided you. But there are still a lot of things we don't know... do you remember a time when you didn't have these abilities, or have you always had them? Have you ever been able to summon strange powers that you can't explain? The three of you are all growing in very different ways, and understanding the how and why of that growth will lead to better understanding of how to develop and control your powers.

Jacob did admit, he was somewhat different from normal people in his childhood, but he never allowed that to be a pressing question about himself. He looked down at his hand and was reminded of his appearance. Star and Nelson were not the first people who nearly laughed at his outrageous appearance, in fact many people, young and old, did so when he was younger.

Being reminded of those days, he did pass many school classes with unnaturally high ranks. That doesn't make me abnormal right? It has happened with people in the past. Jacob reminded himself. Many did see him as somewhat abnormal though. Being able to pass the Gundam Academy in a single year, without taking into consideration of his royal status, was no ordinary feat. But the commanders never paid it any mind, talent like that was able to keep the Republic at bay.

Then, there was the case of the brain patterns. His brain patterns were different from that of a normal human as Mervin told him. Did this make him different from normal people? Did this make him something special?

Whatever the case, he told Mervin, "Just so you know Mervin, I am not a Beta Human. I was born from two parents as any normal person was."

This was disturbing news, and it seemed that the situation was only getting better and better (sarcasticly).

"This is quite unusuall, the bond between Terra and you must be growing stronger each time you get into it." Roland presumed.
"Telekinesis, and if im correct, Rolf told me that the time with the table was when you were angry with him, so the connection maybe with extreme emotion....In the battle, something must have happened between you, Terra, and Hades that must have sparked this, but as of right now, I do not know. And if im not forshadowing for you or for any of us, Hades has followed a pattern in one, if not several classic tales and novels. Where the protagonist is put to the test to go to the other side by the antiagonist. At the first encounter, Hades tried to use pursuasion, but of course, that failed. On the ocean at the second encounter, he tried hostages to get you to follow him, but everyone went with you, so he may attempt to do that again. But the last one is the one im troubled with the most, Hades amied perfectly if im correct, the front of the Great White, where over half of us were at, at the present time. So Hades was going to kill us, just so you would try to seek revenge and go after him."

So I would advise caution, to all.
-Dumbledore :D

"I see. If he truly was hoping to destroy everyone I knew to get me to chase after him, I am only greatful everyone is still alive." Jacob assured Roland. Jacob never was a vengeful person, and if anyone died, he would more likely be in mourning than searching for revenge. But he would not allow Hades to have his way with him. Whether Hades awakened the power in Jacob or began the long lasting conflict to soon follow, Jacob would much rather see his friends safe than make any attempts to see the end of Hades...

"I see. If he truly was hoping to destroy everyone I knew to get me to chase after him, I am only greatful everyone is still alive." Jacob assured Roland. Jacob never was a vengeful person, and if anyone died, he would more likely be in mourning than searching for revenge. But he would not allow Hades to have his way with him. Whether Hades awakened the power in Jacob or began the long lasting conflict to soon follow, Jacob would much rather see his friends safe than make any attempts to see the end of Hades...

"Well, I guess all we can do is wait and watch the future for now" Roland sighed.

occ: Any updates of Hades or Sage Brazilam???

OOC: This should give Sage something to do

Washington D.C.

As the day turned to late morning people began gathering on the streets, there was allso gatherings in new york and several east coast canadian cities. The held signs and banners saying a varity of messages from "Give us the truth" to "leave them be" the odd person even had signs showing Brandon Sage as the devil. Other held up copies of Ray=Out while yelling out "hey hey ho ho, if they don't want in leave them be" and "Stop the lies and tell the truth" the protest was growing larger by the minute. Within the first 30 minutes it had grown to several thousand. It was only get larger, and more were popping up in maajor cities across North America, including Toronto, Vancover, Calgary, Detroit, San Fransisco, Huston, and others. It was all a carefully planned protest that had many reasons behind it.


Petrie Class

"How long untill phase four activates?" General Waltfeld asked "Well, if it got into the netowrk right about now" Mayrin said as she looked at her screen.

Meanwhile at the Pentagon

"Hey johnson hows that systems update doing?" a man asked "My team is almost done, should be a few minutes more" Johnson said, One of his team was doing a hidden upload using Johnsons security codes. It was uploading phase four of the Twilight phoenix plans, the failure in africa simply meant they had to go with there other options. This time right at the source, the upload was hidden in the background, undetectable, not even the S.O.8 could pick it up right now.

The program was a highly encrypted take over file, aimed at the Republic North American Nuclear missile silos. The programed quietly went through the republic netowrks, arriving at missile command, within several minutes it had the launch codes, it then opened the silo doors, and input the codes. Then a timer popped up on the screen of every republic military computer that counted down from five. When it hit zero the missiles launched, every last one of them, heading for orbit, the entire continent could see it. Once in orbit they got clear of the planet, and self destructed, from the groud it would look like the republic was doing a all out nuclear strike on something.


OOC: Phase four...............Complete

Petrie Class

"How long untill phase four activates?" General Waltfeld asked "Well, if it got into the netowrk right about now" Mayrin said as she looked at her screen. The program was a highly encrypted take over file, aimed at the Republic North American Nuclear missile silos. The programed quietly went through the republic netowrks, arriving at missile command, within several minutes it had the launch codes, it then opened the silo doors, and input the codes. Then a timer popped up on the screen of every republic military computer that counted down from five. When it hit zero the missiles launched, every last one of them, heading for orbit, the entire continent could see it. Once in orbit they got clear of the planet, and self destructed, from the groud it would look like the republic was doing a all out nuclear strike on something.


OOC: Phase four...............Complete

((ooc: sadly i must point put that it did NOT get into the network:
"you see dave not only was the hub unpluged from the main network when the power went down but any information there downloading is all fluff theres nothing of importance in it.

please edit apropreatly))

((yes.... i never recieved a responce to my communications and this is just another "filler" to take up my time thought it does contribute to the CAS arc))
[Special forces drop, Congo basin below Radar cover level] Four stealth helicopters quietly hovered at treetop level. Soon they came upon a clearing and descended.
These helicopters soon released one and a half dozen heavily armed men and women. The helicopters then went back to the base that they came from.
quietly several people emerged from the forests with old and cheep AK-47s and some newer, but still outdated models previously used by the CAS military. These people came from the African Security resistance group and the CAS military has secretly begun to support the group. This stealth insertion was the latest of their still relatively small endeavors.
The soldiers would be part of a continent wide resistance training program. With this program it was hoped that soon the countless resistance groups could be united and perform military style guerrilla attacks on softer targets.

[CAS Special Technology Bunker
top secret underground GUNDAM development and test facility
CODENAME: HIDDEN LIGHT]
"Run one of Advanced Mobile Weapon-1 GUNDAM MOS AX-14A. Field type General Arms and Mobility test A3, run beginning in 3...2...1..." a door opened in one of the large rooms and a large humanoid mobile suit came out. Its eyes glowed as the vents on its back opened. soon glowing particles came out as it took its first step onto the field. The observers in the control booth began to take measurements however one stood out above the rest. "the radiogenic particles emmited by the engine, otherwise known as GN particles have a greater than expected effect on radio and microwaves. They are producing a great scattering effect that will in essence render the mobile suit stealthy without the need of additional stealth coatings."
There were gasps of amazement as the mobile suit ran though the course. Its test pilot, was one of the few best pilots not assigned to the mission against the Republic installations. The pilot was able to use the thrusters almost perfectly turning the tightest corners and hitting most of the targets. There were several instances where the mobile suit ran into obstacles, but they were relatively few. The mobile suit then proceeded to repeat the course this time. However, this time there were automated targets with guns that shot live rounds. The mobile suit performed almost flawlessly at this too. It hit almost each target as it flew by. The mobile suit was definitely one of the best getting the highest score of all previous mobile suits. There were to be hour next generation gundams given to the Flying Dagger squadrons. Hopefully they would help even the numerical difference but given the reports of enemy gundams this seemed like a near impossiblity

((OOC: new gundams are based off of the ones in Gundam 00... finally a new series came out))

((ooc: sadly i must point put that it did NOT get into the network:


please edit apropreatly))


OOC: Did you not wonder why I cut that outside line? your hub was not transmitting, something vary obvious, that line went to another hub :P i still win

OOC: Did you not wonder why I cut that outside line? your hub was not transmitting, something vary obvious, that line went to another hub :P i still win

((ooc: disconected is disconected. even if the hardline is still pluged in something had to be programed to receive what its sending.

i'm sorry i just can't let this one stand even if you did get into the network somehow wich given it was disconected i find imposable but vital components such as missile controle have Always been kept isolated for just that reson even now there isolated and the launch codes are even further isolated and hidden so i'm sorry but there is absolutly no way that even if you mannaged to upload a but onto the network wich again i find unlikely getting into missile control and other issolated systems and networks is strait up imposable.

so if you did mannage anything it was acess to the public comunications networks and other such public information Missile control is just not one of them))

occ: which reminds me, if you want to New Kratna, you can respond to Roland if you like, which right now nothing is really going on

Jacob was surprised to see Star, but it was because he was surprised to see her reaction to his arrival. He saw her eyes narrow towards him and immediatley jump on him and started pummeling his face. If anyone thought he had it rough when he first met her, this made their first encounter look like a slap fight. Thankfully, Star eventually settled down and was reduced to mere weak hits. As soon as Star stopped hitting him, Jacob placed his hands on her shoulders and helped her to her feet. Jacob told her, "I apologize for whatever it is I have done Ms. Lynde. But I truly do not wish to remain enemies with you. If you were captured by a Republic Gundam, then that must mean you have left the Republic Army for whatever reason, am I correct?" They stood up and listened to what Mervin had to say. Jacob assured him, "I will be certain to do my best. If I can assist in helping the people on this ship and anywhere else, I will do so."

Jacobs words may have been ment as something comforting but to star it just came off as cold and insencitive. she roughly stormed away from him acouple feet before turning on Adam and Roland "how dare either of you presume to understand what i've been through! saved my life?! if he wanted to save my live he should have torn across the desert after me insted of leaving me out there only ariving at the last Possable moment! save my life... he's solely responcable for destroying my life!" here anger was back but was distinctly clouded by her other newfound emotions. there was part of her that had woken up and was trying to tell her that this was a good thing but she kept hopeing if she shouted it down it would go away

How this came about, I can't be certain. We have very little data about the process the Terrans use to create Beta humans. Some think it's due to genetic modifications at birth. Others believe it's a chemical process carried out at some point during adolescence, or at any stage of growth. There might also be more to it than enhanced brainpower, though. This is where you come in, Star. You've already demonstrated your enhanced senses on several occasions, and no doubt your mind's ability to process the incoming data has aided you. But there are still a lot of things we don't know... do you remember a time when you didn't have these abilities, or have you always had them? Have you ever been able to summon strange powers that you can't explain? The three of you are all growing in very different ways, and understanding the how and why of that growth will lead to better understanding of how to develop and control your powers.

((ooc: if no one minds i've been thinking about what dancougar said and given other coments i'm going to add my own thoughts as to a slightly more plausable explination while still including dancougars thoughts))

"hold up, hold up," star had been politly listening to mervins explanation but that was just wrong "the republic dosn't Create Betas exactly" Mervend dictation had given her something else to think on and thus calm her more than anything else did.

"its like you said Mervin about genetics, recently in about the past 10 or even 15 years ... i can't be certain when exactly... the republics advanced genetisists began detecting certain genetic anomalys in the so called "gifted" children. after further studies the found they could encourage the development of latent traits in thosew ho had potential but wern't displaying any overt signs.

this might explain where the idea that the republic created Betas came from. its the screening process that identifies the potential and the specialized training that makes it into the usable form that the military most comenly uses. although beta's are sometimes assigned into more scientific aspects depending on there strengths"

she paused to take in the stares and waited untill the silence got akward "you prolly woundering how i know this" she pulled out the chain that used to have her dogtag's and now only had the Beta tag engraved only with her name and a barcode "i am a Beta after all i did go through the process"

((ooc: it made sence to me while still suporting the "creation" aspect. it also explains Jaron and to an extent nelson but i think dancougar explained nelson better. it also explains tong who is born and raised chinese))

People shouted on the Command battleship as the enemy forces better equipped and much more numerous than before quickly tore through the combat air patrol with minimal casualties. Now they began firing as the relatively unprotected battleships and carriers. However, there was something they didn't plan on. A large renforcement force requested by the general was already en route and would soon arrive. Currently it seemed as their only hope was to defend their positions until they arrived in five minutes. However, five minutes in combat is a long time and they could already be gone by then.

Several of the battleship captains attempted to launch mobile suits. However, their efforts were cut short as their hangers were quickly destroyed when they opened up and thus revealing their relatively unarmored surface to the enemy weapons. However, the smarter captains did not use their linear catapaults and instead used large heavily armored ports that could provide safety to the ship during the launch of the mobile suits. They were able to get almost half the total mobile suits out now all they soldiers and piltos could do was hope and wait.

Heavy waeponry began slamming into the ships Heavy beams artillary shells missiles streaking towards the ships as Sagitarious units either got into range or gained weapons lock from marking lasers they where targeting the weapons systems and engins atempting to disable rather than distroy they had plans for them after all

Menwhile the rest of the units and men pushed forwards blasting there way through the lines towards there objectives it was fast aproaching the point that the would begin withdrawing and fresh units would replace them but they didn't have that luxury this time they made field resuplys where able but the limited suplys where against them

((Im waiting for missiles))
The battle continued to rage but the forces of CAS were slowly losing as the enemy mobile forces being more numerous were able to down the faster CAS mobile suits by shear volume of fire in a general direction. However, very quickly the site would become a raging fireball as the tungsten rod warheads of the balistic missiles would join with the high explosive supersonic reactive metal cruise missiles and would hopefully destroy the base and thus accomplishing the mission.

Air superiority was looking to be assured as the Aries began pushing there advantage pushing the fight out to sea and away from the base. on the ground the rest of the units had mobalised but the fact that the enamy was remaining in the air limited there usability but with the flight pods avalible they would be ready to move on a moments notace

Jacobs words may have been ment as something comforting but to star it just came off as cold and insencitive. she roughly stormed away from him acouple feet before turning on Adam and Roland "how dare either of you presume to understand what i've been through! saved my life?! if he wanted to save my live he should have torn across the desert after me insted of leaving me out there only ariving at the last Possable moment! save my life... he's solely responcable for destroying my life!" here anger was back but was distinctly clouded by her other newfound emotions. there was part of her that had woken up and was trying to tell her that this was a good thing but she kept hopeing if she shouted it down it would go away



((ooc: if no one minds i've been thinking about what dancougar said and given other coments i'm going to add my own thoughts as to a slightly more plausable explination while still including dancougars thoughts))

"hold up, hold up," star had been politly listening to mervins explanation but that was just wrong "the republic dosn't Create Betas exactly" Mervend dictation had given her something else to think on and thus calm her more than anything else did.

"its like you said Mervin about genetics, recently in about the past 10 or even 15 years ... i can't be certain when exactly... the republics advanced genetisists began detecting certain genetic anomalys in the so called "gifted" children. after further studies the found they could encourage the development of latent traits in thosew ho had potential but wern't displaying any overt signs.

this might explain where the idea that the republic created Betas came from. its the screening process that identifies the potential and the specialized training that makes it into the usable form that the military most comenly uses. although beta's are sometimes assigned into more scientific aspects depending on there strengths"

she paused to take in the stares and waited untill the silence got akward "you prolly woundering how i know this" she pulled out the chain that used to have her dogtag's and now only had the Beta tag engraved only with her name and a barcode "i am a Beta after all i did go through the process"

((ooc: it made sence to me while still suporting the "creation" aspect. it also explains Jaron and to an extent nelson but i think dancougar explained nelson better. it also explains tong who is born and raised chinese))

Jacob intended for his words to be assuring to Star, but it would seem he obviously forgot her normal attitude towards him. Speaking of which, why did she care anyway? Why did she sound as if she wanted him to save her as soon as he could. He would have gone on to tell her that he couldn't storm after her because he was allowing Nelson and Jaron to follow him into the mountains and so they could be prepared, but she didn't seem to want to hear anything else out of Jacob at the moment...


After Star's explaination...

That at the very least justify Jacob's claim. He never did think of himself as something better than any other person, but who knew what was lying hidden in his genetic structure? How was he able to perform so well compared to the others on board? But one thing was clear, Star was indeed a Beta Terran just as Jacob thought in their first encounter and the crew had a new idea of how the Republic made Beta Terrans...

Novogorad base

General Yavensky was sorting through officer profilestrying to find any who might be sympathetic to the cause sofar he had come up with roughly 2 squads worth of officerstomorrow they would be reassigned into 2 squads under his direct command wish wasn't uncommon for high ranking officers to select personal squads

he looked at one last profile a Sargent Sidorov it said he was raised in a terran orfanage and was placed directly into the acadamy when he reached 18 he would truly be a son of the republic there wasn't much chance of turning him... unless

"Sven please invite Sgt Sidorov to meet with me at his earlyest convenience"

"ov course general"
Dmitri woke up early in the middle of the night with a splitting headache that felt like a beam axe had been lodged into his skull. He yelled in pain as he rolled off of his bed and landed hard onto the floor with a thud. Clutching the sides of his head with his hands, he used his legs to slowly pull himself up and walked over to the restroom. He turned on the sink and splashed a handful of cold water onto his face in an attempt to try and soothe the pain. Unfortunately, this didn’t work; in fact, it felt like his headache was getting worse and worse by the minute. Soon, the pain was so unbearable that everything went dark…

*Bzzzt* “Excuse me Sergeant Sidorov, are you awake?”

Dmitri felt bitter cold tiles pressed against the left side of his face right as he regained consciousness. Scrambling into action, he struggled to stand himself up and slowly opened his eyes. He winced at the brightness of the light and groggily stumbled over to the light switch to turn it off.

Where am I?

He rubbed his eyes and took a look around at his surroundings: a sink, a toilet, and a shower.

Oh of course, I’m in my bathroom…wait, why the hell was I sleeping here?

Still only half-awake, it took him a good while to remember the terrible headache he had during the night. He instinctively put his right hand on his forehead.

Well I feel fine now…a little groggy, but I can deal with that. But what the hell happened to me last night?

The buzzing of his doorbell interrupted his thoughts, and was quickly followed by the voice of a young man, “Sergeant Sidorov, please wake up! There’s an urgent message for you!”

“I’m awake, I’m awake!” Dmitri replied loudly, “Just give me a minute, will you?”

“But sir, this message is from General Yavensky himself!”

This sentence made Dmitri fully alert in an instant; he rushed over to the door and quickly opened it. The man standing in front of him had an amused expression on his face, almost as though he was trying hard not to laugh. Dmitri wondered what the hell was so funny about the situation, and he suddenly realized that he was still in his night attire: a t-shirt and boxers. His hair probably looked ridiculous as well, seeing as how he always had terrible bed head in the morning.

“Uh…sorry about this,” he said, rubbing his hair, “I, uh, just woke up.”

“No problem sir,” the man replied, obviously trying to stifle a laugh, “Here’s the message.”

The man handed a sheet of paper to Dmitri and briskly walked away. A few seconds later, Dmitri could hear him laughing like a madman a few corridors away.

“Ass,” he said to himself while closing the door.

He walked over to the natural light coming from his window and read the message. The man really wasn’t kidding, the general wanted to see him as soon as possible. Noting to himself that he would get to the bottom of the headache after the meeting, he quickly got dressed, fixed his hair, and went off to meet the general.

OOC: edit complete NK, now you just have a spy in the pentagon enjoy

Dmitri woke up early in the middle of the night with a splitting headache that felt like a beam axe had been lodged into his skull. He yelled in pain as he rolled off of his bed and landed hard onto the floor with a thud. Clutching the sides of his head with his hands, he used his legs to slowly pull himself up and walked over to the restroom. He turned on the sink and splashed a handful of cold water onto his face in an attempt to try and soothe the pain. Unfortunately, this didn’t work; in fact, it felt like his headache was getting worse and worse by the minute. Soon, the pain was so unbearable that everything went dark…

*Bzzzt* “Excuse me Sergeant Sidorov, are you awake?”

Dmitri felt bitter cold tiles pressed against the left side of his face right as he regained consciousness. Scrambling into action, he struggled to stand himself up and slowly opened his eyes. He winced at the brightness of the light and groggily stumbled over to the light switch to turn it off.

Where am I?

He rubbed his eyes and took a look around at his surroundings: a sink, a toilet, and a shower.

Oh of course, I’m in my bathroom…wait, why the hell was I sleeping here?

Still only half-awake, it took him a good while to remember the terrible headache he had during the night. He instinctively put his right hand on his forehead.

Well I feel fine now…a little groggy, but I can deal with that. But what the hell happened to me last night?

The buzzing of his doorbell interrupted his thoughts, and was quickly followed by the voice of a young man, “Sergeant Sidorov, please wake up! There’s an urgent message for you!”

“I’m awake, I’m awake!” Dmitri replied loudly, “Just give me a minute, will you?”

“But sir, this message is from General Yavensky himself!”

This sentence made Dmitri fully alert in an instant; he rushed over to the door and quickly opened it. The man standing in front of him had an amused expression on his face, almost as though he was trying hard not to laugh. Dmitri wondered what the hell was so funny about the situation, and he suddenly realized that he was still in his night attire: a t-shirt and boxers. His hair probably looked ridiculous as well, seeing as how he always had terrible bed head in the morning.

“Uh…sorry about this,” he said, rubbing his hair, “I, uh, just woke up.”

“No problem sir,” the man replied, obviously trying to stifle a laugh, “Here’s the message.”

The man handed a sheet of paper to Dmitri and briskly walked away. A few seconds later, Dmitri could hear him laughing like a madman a few corridors away.

“Ass,” he said to himself while closing the door.

He walked over to the natural light coming from his window and read the message. The man really wasn’t kidding, the general wanted to see him as soon as possible. Noting to himself that he would get to the bottom of the headache after the meeting, he quickly got dressed, fixed his hair, and went off to meet the general.

Iven had been up before revilie as was his usual. as he got older he found he needed less sleep and was thus at his desk reviewing Sgt. Sidorov's file when his aid paged him

"general. Sgt. Sidorov is here to see you"

"Thank you Sven please send him in" there was a moments pause between his message and the sargebt entering with a salute wich the general returned "goodmorning sargent. coffee?" he gestured to the tray on the corner of his desk "i supose your woundering why i asked to see you?"

OOC: edit complete NK, now you just have a spy in the pentagon enjoy

((ooc:i thank you for editing while getting a spy into the pentagon in insanely dificult ints not imposable and your bug could work from there so good edit

i just have one question and thats if you truly understand what something like that is going to do:

1. its going to of course strip northamarica of its nuclear arsonel (what you where likely aiming for

2. (and this is the key point) the sheere magnatude of a nuclear blast of that size is going to make what you where doing in suez look like you where playing with a sheet of bubble wrap in comparison. the emp is going to do more than fry acouple unprotected systems its going to anialate prity much everything then theres the enviromental ramifications of something of that magnatude EMP's aren't nearly as harmless as everyone thinks.

so if you still want to go through with it good luck explaining the benevolence of destroying a contenent and the dammage to the enviroment

don't get me wrong its a cool idea but you must consider the side effects... i knew what iw as doing when i nuked those 3 cities in australia))

OOC: techies doing systems updates is such a good cover :P any way I launched them into good ole outspace, out of the upper atmosphere and away from sages little new terra project, radiation goes to empty space explosion harms nothing, any EMP would probably be taken care of thanks the earth atmosphere

occ: what exactly is a betta terran?

occ: what exactly is a betta terran?

OOC: They're a genetically enhanced race of humans that have growth acceleration in terms of many things: Brain development, learning, and most of all combat skills. It is because of this, that they can become pilots at a young age and become even deadlier with time (Just look at Star). Everything else about a Beta's capabilities are known only to the scientists who created them. (Wonder who could be among them?)

The technology was available when scientists in the former United States created it and has become more available with more developed countries.

OOC: put two and two together and what do you get, Sage is a scientist with a secret bet tarren lab bent on using them as the ultimate army against the people

OOC: Time for a real post.

IC: Gagra, Georgia

As the ship made its dock, the crew descended from the gangplank down to the Terran military outside. The most significant of the ship's passengers was General Jefferson Crofton, as he walked out to meet the Russian-bred Terran military. He walked to meet up with a Russian Captain who saluted, "Greetings General. How may my men serve you?"
"You may send a message to General Yavensky. Tell him to prepare his men in Novgorod."
"So the plan to invade Scandinavia is soon to take effect is it?"
"It is. I will expect a force large enough to overrun the Scandinavians within the next few days."

As Jefferson Crofton sat down in his chair, he opened his laptop to check on his two sons. His sons did not know this, but at birth, they had chips placed into the back of their heads to keep track of them. He now had access to his sons activities. He saw Jaron was among the group of Oceanic survivors who were in the Zagros, consisting of several Oceanic pilots, the Scandinavian Crown Prince, and the two traitorous pilots Star Lynde and Jaron Crofton. There was only one thing that kept the General from reporting the location of the Great White to High Command, the fact his son was still on board. He was a General, and one of the most influential Generals in the Republic, but he was also a father. Only if he did something unforgivable, would the General consider reporting the location of the Great White...

Looking at his other son, Victor Crofton, he was now able to see him mobilizing units in what was once Saudi Arabia...

Saudi Arabia

"We have all units amassed sir! We are ready to move out when you are!" One of the Captains told his superior.
He was given the answer, "Very good. I'm always ready to hunt for the enemy."
The Captain asked him, "You believe the attack will be effective sir? We are attacking the heart of the enemy, they will not be defenseless."
He was assured, "That is true Captain. But with the strength of the Republic coming down upon them, the Army of Islam will never survive our attack." This was new for Victor, but his promotion to Major was a true achievement. He now commanded many more forces than before, and was anxious to face the terrorists whenever he had the opportunity. The Captain left saluting, "Order and Unity."
Victor saluted back saying, "Strength and Leadership." Victor looked down on his badge that showed his position as a Major. He thought to himself, "Father... Once I have defeated the Army of Islam, you will soon see my rise to my own seat in High Command... I will become a war hero like you wanted..."

As the ship made its dock, the crew descended from the gangplank down to the Terran military outside. The most significant of the ship's passengers was General Jefferson Crofton, as he walked out to meet the Russian-bred Terran military. He walked to meet up with a Russian Captain who saluted, "Greetings General. How may my men serve you?"
"You may send a message to General Yavensky. Tell him to prepare his men in Novgorod."
"So the plan to invade Scandinavia is soon to take effect is it?"
"It is. I will expect a force large enough to overrun the Scandinavians within the next few days."

((ooc: gonna wait till i'm finished with Drekon before responding to this))

Petrie Class

"How long untill phase four activates?" General Waltfeld asked "Well, if it got into the netowrk right about now" Mayrin said as she looked at her screen.

Meanwhile at the Pentagon

"Hey johnson hows that systems update doing?" a man asked "My team is almost done, should be a few minutes more" Johnson said, One of his team was doing a hidden upload using Johnsons security codes. It was uploading phase four of the Twilight phoenix plans, the failure in africa simply meant they had to go with there other options. This time right at the source, the upload was hidden in the background, undetectable, not even the S.O.8 could pick it up right now.

The program was a highly encrypted take over file, aimed at the Republic North American Nuclear missile silos. The programed quietly went through the republic netowrks, arriving at missile command, within several minutes it had the launch codes, it then opened the silo doors, and input the codes. Then a timer popped up on the screen of every republic military computer that counted down from five. When it hit zero the missiles launched, every last one of them, heading for orbit, the entire continent could see it. Once in orbit they got clear of the planet, and self destructed, from the groud it would look like the republic was doing a all out nuclear strike on something.

((ooc: since you insist on playing hardball look out for my curveball))

Millitary command was in an uproar "lock it down! lock the whole place down!" barked a commander seconds later every door was sealed no one was getting out or in "Get me Michael... NOW!" Michael Jensen was a Beta terran assigned to the pentagon specializing in IT if anyone could figure out what had happend he could

Space - Battleship Domanence

"what the hell?" Commander Yuri Genovitch quiried as several missiles shot past his view screen "Report!"

"sir" a leutenant at a scanning station began "it looks like every missile based in north amarica has been launched"

"dear god... what are we firing at"

there was a moments pause as traectory was calculated "nothing..."

"what?"

"there just flying off into..." the bridge was filled with blinding white light cutting off the leutenant as the missiles simultaniously exploaded.

"Sir! incoming energy wave brace for impact in 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..." the ship shuddered as the wave enveloped then on its expanding arc into deep space

"get me command" Commander Genovitch Barked "Someone better tell me what the hells going on!"

Pentagon

Micheals fingers where flying across the keys when the call from the Domanence Came in "someone wanna tell me what the hells going on down there weve just been hit with a massive energy wave cause by every god damned missile from north amarica exploading!"

"i wisi i could tell you commander but we are in the prosedd of determening what happened as we spe--"

"general andrews" michael intereupted "we've been had" he ajusted his screen so that general andrews could see.

"I'll be damned" the general breathed

"indeed" michael then started into his findings his fingers continuing to fly across the keypad "someone thought they where smart they piggy-backed an AI subroutene onto a standared update file... it looks like it was designed to go directly after north amarican missile control. because it was an update file no one questioned the size as we all know it can vary in size. but they made one mistake" michaels fingers hadnt stoped as he continued to dig through the system isolating the AI before it could self deleate and containing it in a quarentined sector of the system "every file contains a hard codeing of where it was writen. you'd be suprised how much that stamp can contain and its such an automatic process that its oftain forgoten that it even happens and this little bugger" he tore into the AI's program isolating the hard code "was writen in egypt."

"egypt!?"

"Yes sir though it will take me a little longer to pinpoint exactly where"

"the bloody phoenix!" General Andrews Slamed a fist on the table "commander Genovitch contact the other ship commanders efective imediatly you are to begin deap scanns of the earth focusing in egypt and the surounding areas before expanding outwards Mark ANY anomalys and i meen ANYTHING if theres sudenlt to much copper mark it to much iron report it anything thats where it shouldnt be anything thats empty where something should be energy readings in rural areas lack of readings in urban... Find those Bastards and Find then NOW!"

"understould"

Omnipotence

Comandaer Gothart listend has her new orders came in "well you heard the man focus all Scanners earthward scan in 100KM blocs if anyhing comes up mark it for more detailed scanns and prep to download co-ordanents to earth forces. Phoenix hunting season just started"

It might be able to be reporn from its ashes when it dies but that didn't make it imortal by any stretch of the imagenation

((ooc: your hideing days are over... pick any form of camoflage and i'll tell you why its not going to work if you wanted to anger the republic you did now you have to face the music... even if you got some multi billionare funding your operation your still working within a limited means... wich as always left me woundering why you didnt join up with the rest of us when we went through suez))

Heavy waeponry began slamming into the ships Heavy beams artillary shells missiles streaking towards the ships as Sagitarious units either got into range or gained weapons lock from marking lasers they where targeting the weapons systems and engins atempting to disable rather than distroy they had plans for them after all

Menwhile the rest of the units and men pushed forwards blasting there way through the lines towards there objectives it was fast aproaching the point that the would begin withdrawing and fresh units would replace them but they didn't have that luxury this time they made field resuplys where able but the limited suplys where against them
The admiral of the battlegroup ordered that the many disabled battleships conduct damage control and wait out the battle. However, this also led to another problem as over half the battleships were knocked out. Soon though things took a turn for the better as several high speed energy beams lanced through the air from a distance over the horizon. These beams came from the new LR34-S1A "YAGER" long range support units. These units were among the fastest in the mobile armor forces of CAS and equipped with the longest ranged weapons and best fire control system. However, even this couldn't let it hit the targets that they couldn't see. Instead it used data relayed from the operating battleships to target and hit an unsuspecting target. This surprise attack would hopefully delay the enemy forces as they had to concentrate of two flanks as the reinforcements continually approached.


Air superiority was looking to be assured as the Aries began pushing there advantage pushing the fight out to sea and away from the base. on the ground the rest of the units had mobalised but the fact that the enamy was remaining in the air limited there usability but with the flight pods avalible they would be ready to move on a moments notace
The mobile suits seeing as they had accoplished their objective, the destraction of enemy units and if possible the occupation of them as the missiles approached, entered their stealth mode and left on a random direction and entered the water several miles out and turned and headed to the carrier. All the while the missiles approached, and approach they did as within a few seconds the near in stoppable multiple warheads of the modified SLBM would approach and destroy underground fortifications with its ground penetration tungsten rod warhead or destroy above ground targets with a high explosive war head. The end was inevitable as the missiles sped toward the target at hypersonic speeds.....

((Sorry its not one of my better posts but its really just something tot ake up time as both forces are just waiting.... and waiting... and hoping so there really isn't all that much to write about))

The top headlines of the day were of the millions of nukes being launched into the sky with no particular reason whatsoever. Millions in Europe saw the epic sight, and word spread of it fast, it soon reached the Great White.

"Increadable," Roland remarked as he brought the paper over to everyone, "The main question is why would they suddenly launch over a million nuclear weapons into space and blow up. That would basicly mean that they would destroy themselves in space, but what......ah ha!" Roland had it figured out.
"This has the words terrorist organization written all over it, and to past knowledge, only a organization with an effective inteligence and spy network could have done this, and the only one that would fit would be the Twilight Pheonix. Clever, they launch the weapons into space in order to disable the Terra's main space to ground attack abilities."

Whatever the case, he told Mervin, "Just so you know Mervin, I am not a Beta Human. I was born from two parents as any normal person was."

"hold up, hold up," star had been politly listening to mervins explanation but that was just wrong "the republic dosn't Create Betas exactly" Mervend dictation had given her something else to think on and thus calm her more than anything else did.

"its like you said Mervin about genetics, recently in about the past 10 or even 15 years ... i can't be certain when exactly... the republics advanced genetisists began detecting certain genetic anomalys in the so called "gifted" children. after further studies the found they could encourage the development of latent traits in thosew ho had potential but wern't displaying any overt signs.

this might explain where the idea that the republic created Betas came from. its the screening process that identifies the potential and the specialized training that makes it into the usable form that the military most comenly uses. although beta's are sometimes assigned into more scientific aspects depending on there strengths"

she paused to take in the stares and waited untill the silence got akward "you prolly woundering how i know this" she pulled out the chain that used to have her dogtag's and now only had the Beta tag engraved only with her name and a barcode "i am a Beta after all i did go through the process"

Mervin thought for a moment. "If that's indeed the case, then it's very likely that all I've done with Nelson is stumble upon that process, or at least an approximation of it," he said. "And the same with you, Jacob; it isn't implausible that you are just one of many who was born with these gifts, and through your military training and experience with the Terra, your abilities have been unleashed." So the creation theory was gone. The onset of Beta ability was indeed a natural mutation of some kind. But the process of identifying and isolating it... that was an issue. He could monitor mental activity and track Nelson and Jacob's development, but he hadn't been able to see anything until it was there to begin with. He had no way of checking whether or not something COULD happen.

"It sounds like, though, that the expression of these powers is through a variety of different abilities. Those which are useful to the military become pilots; it certainly makes sense to me. But would it be accurate to say, then, that someone's abilities might be physical, or perhaps a talent for engineering?" If it was possible for individuals to be guided in their development, then maybe that was where all of Terra's incredible technology came from?

(OOC: Yay finally back. I'll try to update my operations tomorrow. Istanbul seems to be mine, but Crofton's going to hit my back while I'm still in Iran it seems. Victor grapples Jaron's Gemini and twists its arms around, subdues him, and then... "Hey, Jaron! Stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself...")

Iven had been up before revilie as was his usual. as he got older he found he needed less sleep and was thus at his desk reviewing Sgt. Sidorov's file when his aid paged him

"general. Sgt. Sidorov is here to see you"

"Thank you Sven please send him in" there was a moments pause between his message and the sargebt entering with a salute wich the general returned "goodmorning sargent. coffee?" he gestured to the tray on the corner of his desk "i supose your woundering why i asked to see you?"

Dmitri only had to wait for a few minutes before being called in to meet with the general. As he walked inside the room he respectfully saluted until the general allowed him to be at ease.

“Good morning sergeant, coffee?”

“No thank you sir.”

The general shrugged and took a sip from his mug. “I suppose you’re wondering why I asked to see you?”

“Yes sir, I am a bit curious why you called me here today.”

Dmitri remained standing, trying to look as reserved and confident as he could in front of this highly-respected man.

OOC: Indeed I am playing with fire, but the fire will have a hard time finding this water, for you see, HQ is farely deep in the ground not only that but this thing was built decades ago and is built to survive all out nuclear strikes. Amazingly this is phase 2 of a greater plan, much greater. Oh and HQ has some surprises in store for the republic when they try to bombard me :P

Pentagon

"Sir whats going on?" the agent asked "looks like we've been taken by surprise by a infiltration, for all we know it could go back to the software company that manufactures the update" Johnson told him "We better trace the shipment then and find the manufacturing plant" another said "Good idea, you and Daniels (the agent) get down to IT storage and check the master inventory" Johnson ordered them. The two stood up "Roger, sir i suggest you lock down and isolate all computers we have updated so far" Daniels suggested to Johnson before running out for the storage room to track the shipment. This shipment would lead them to the software giant microsoft and a plant in montana. however even Daniels didn't know that, he wasn't the supply manager.

New York

A man pointed to the sky "They continue to escolate the conflict and use nuclear weapons without remorse, how can we trust our safety to a government who can't even prevent there own commanders from killing there subordanits" he yelled out. People began to yell and caint loud, and more and more joined them, 15,000 plus people city wide protesting now and protests were growing all over the republic.

HQ, Egypt

"Confirmed Phase four of the operation is complete" a communications officer said to several officials in the CIC "Prepare defensive messure and put them to stand by, first sign of them targeting near us activate it, get the petrie back here" Holland Novak ordered "Right away sir" the woman responded.

OOC: time for the most costly piece of equipment at HQ to be used, if you find a way past it I will really be in the hole, litterally so to speak lol

The admiral of the battlegroup ordered that the many disabled battleships conduct damage control and wait out the battle. However, this also led to another problem as over half the battleships were knocked out. Soon though things took a turn for the better as several high speed energy beams lanced through the air from a distance over the horizon. These beams came from the new LR34-S1A "YAGER" long range support units. These units were among the fastest in the mobile armor forces of CAS and equipped with the longest ranged weapons and best fire control system. However, even this couldn't let it hit the targets that they couldn't see. Instead it used data relayed from the operating battleships to target and hit an unsuspecting target. This surprise attack would hopefully delay the enemy forces as they had to concentrate of two flanks as the reinforcements continually approached.

"where did that come from!?" Commanders where asking from there mobile command posts. Radar operators quickly began calculationg tragectory to isoloate the origen of the incoming fire.

"got it commander" he rattled of co-ordanents

"redirect the artilery. use indiscrimanent fire untill marker squade can close in hold them off or we're doomed!" damn where are those re-enforcements

The mobile suits seeing as they had accoplished their objective, the destraction of enemy units and if possible the occupation of them as the missiles approached, entered their stealth mode and left on a random direction and entered the water several miles out and turned and headed to the carrier. All the while the missiles approached, and approach they did as within a few seconds the near in stoppable multiple warheads of the modified SLBM would approach and destroy underground fortifications with its ground penetration tungsten rod warhead or destroy above ground targets with a high explosive war head. The end was inevitable as the missiles sped toward the target at hypersonic speeds.....

((Sorry its not one of my better posts but its really just something tot ake up time as both forces are just waiting.... and waiting... and hoping so there really isn't all that much to write about))

((ooc: when its alot of back and forth action that when you start throwing wrentches in plans either the other guys or you own... it keeps it interesting for example if you can find it look at my invasion of australia and the stunts bot myslef and dancougar pulled))

"sir there bugging out!"

"somethings not right."

Coments like these began filling the idle chatter over the radios as the CAS mobile suits sped off. there was a general feeling of unease the enamy retreat didn't have the feel of a victory it was a though they knew something the republic didn't

Base commanders watched as the units dissapeared off the radars edge "where are they off to in such a hurry?"

"incoming!" an officer suddenly yelled " multiple missle contacts!"

"Countermeasures!" barked the commander "Get the suits off the ground!"

his command almst came to late but as it was it wouldn't be enough to stop everything as afew of the missiels got through the missile defence screan 3/4 of the units made it off the ground as stray missiles hit the hangers and assembly areas

the base had servived... barely... it wouldn't servive another such attack with the amound of dammage it had already sustained

"where the hell did that come from" the base commander asked as he picked himself up of the floor and brushed some debreis off his uniform

"Calculating" there was a pause"... it came from... the ocean"

"What?" the commander strode over to the console

"yes sir" the officer brought up a diagram "i cant get an exact location but from somewhere along this tragectory" he moved a finger along the middle of an expanding arc out into the ocean

"get me Atlantic fleat command" it was several minutes before a signal got through

"Admeral Frost speaking"

"admeral Frost i have a pest problem i need taken care of"

"what kind of problem?"

"the underwater kind" it was the only likely explination as radar would have picked up any surface contacts and the farther out you went the more common republic naval patrols got making it harder to hide

"i see. well well have some extermanatiors out to you shortly" even in the middle of a battle zone there was room for humor even if it was the dry sarcastic kind

6th Atlantic fleat

"well well looks like we got us some new orders"

"sounds like a goose chase"

"but roast goose is good"

there was a light chuckle from the rest of the bridge crew to ease the tension "alright people lest look alive w don't have the luxery of the new Aquarious units as there still making there way through panama so well have to do this the old fasioned way with good old sonar. it shouldn't be to hard as something capable of holding mobilesuits aswell asl missils is gonig to stand out"

((ooc: go ahead and finish off the base i don't really care :) ))

Mervin thought for a moment. "If that's indeed the case, then it's very likely that all I've done with Nelson is stumble upon that process, or at least an approximation of it," he said. "And the same with you, Jacob; it isn't implausible that you are just one of many who was born with these gifts, and through your military training and experience with the Terra, your abilities have been unleashed." So the creation theory was gone. The onset of Beta ability was indeed a natural mutation of some kind. But the process of identifying and isolating it... that was an issue. He could monitor mental activity and track Nelson and Jacob's development, but he hadn't been able to see anything until it was there to begin with. He had no way of checking whether or not something COULD happen.

"It sounds like, though, that the expression of these powers is through a variety of different abilities. Those which are useful to the military become pilots; it certainly makes sense to me. But would it be accurate to say, then, that someone's abilities might be physical, or perhaps a talent for engineering?" If it was possible for individuals to be guided in their development, then maybe that was where all of Terra's incredible technology came from?

"actualy your not far off well i can only vouch for the military training end of it its very possable cause while the majority of the betas manafest with the increased reflexes and heightened sences that the millitary looks for its also the eazyest to test for but others have an increased mental capasity alowing the to focus there skills into other aspects.... i know there was a guy... michael i think while i was at the acadamy he was actualy studying in there IT devision so it stands to reason theres more in other departments as well" Star was ignoring Jacob and staying focused on the discusion at hand

(OOC: Yay finally back. I'll try to update my operations tomorrow. Istanbul seems to be mine, but Crofton's going to hit my back while I'm still in Iran it seems. Victor grapples Jaron's Gemini and twists its arms around, subdues him, and then... "Hey, Jaron! Stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself...")

((ooc: LOL funny as ever Dancougar))

Dmitri only had to wait for a few minutes before being called in to meet with the general. As he walked inside the room he respectfully saluted until the general allowed him to be at ease.

“Good morning sergeant, coffee?”

“No thank you sir.”

The general shrugged and took a sip from his mug. “I suppose you’re wondering why I asked to see you?”

“Yes sir, I am a bit curious why you called me here today.”

Dmitri remained standing, trying to look as reserved and confident as he could in front of this highly-respected man.

"well sargent i've been looking over your record and i'm impressed" General Yevensky began "your commading officers have always spoken highly of you and the enlisted men under you respect you theres just one thing i'm curious about. you seem to spend an extencive amount of time in the training simulators. while not a negative thing infact i aplaud your desire to improve but it also make me wounder if your not trying to prove something" he slid a print out of the top scores across the desk Stars name in bold on the top with Holand ant tang imediatly below all within just acouple of points of eachother and dimitries on the bottom the the top 50 haveing just beat out the previous holder of that spot

"actualy your not far off well i can only vouch for the military training end of it its very possable cause while the majority of the betas manafest with the increased reflexes and heightened sences that the millitary looks for its also the eazyest to test for but others have an increased mental capasity alowing the to focus there skills into other aspects.... i know there was a guy... michael i think while i was at the acadamy he was actualy studying in there IT devision so it stands to reason theres more in other departments as well" Star was ignoring Jacob and staying focused on the discusion at hand

The plot thickened. Mervin felt a huge weight lift off his shoulders. Now that he had some firsthand information from a Terran Beta, he felt like a lot of high level questions had been answered. He figured she was reliable. What was left now was the flesh out the details. How exactly did these skills manifest? In Nelson's case, mental strain had forced his brain to adapt to survive. For Jacob, it was looking like something similar was going on in order to draw out Terra's power. Both of them exhibited performance boosts in stressful situations, and since regular stress triggered mental activity, it stood to reason that the enhanced stress of warfare plus a highly evolved brain meant that strange things could happen. A Beta's brain could do a lot more with the energy given to it, after all. Now it was just a matter of developing that behavior outside of the battlefield... Nelson wasn't there yet, but Jacob had already showed it was possible. As for Star, what she was fully capable of, nobody knew just yet.

The Prince still looked uncomfortable. It had been a bold conjecture to consider him a Beta from the little information he'd managed to gather. "I feel like we're going in the right direction," he said at last. "Given that Nelson and Jacob's development has been much more sudden and undirected than a traditional Beta program, it's possible that they will exhibit different behaviors as they develop. What would be interesting would be to see if your own growth is completed with the end of the developmental program, or if you might someday show some of these strange abilities naturally, or if perhaps you could be pushed in that direction... but that can just be a thought experiment on my part." Best not to suggest she become an actual guinea pig... her emotions were volatile enough already.

"So if what you're all saying is true," Laku began, "then wouldn't it be possible to do the same thing to me or Adam?"

"It's dangerous," Mervin replied. "It seems like the Terrans have a way to detect the potential, but like I said before, I can't monitor the development until it starts. Nelson is not the first person to use that system, and those before him must not have fit the mold, because they ended up hurting themselves before they demonstrated any capability." A little white lie... all the failed pilots were either dead or catatonic. It probably wasn't a terribly good idea to unveil the messy background of the Union's old military R&D programs. And actually, what had happened when the Republic swept through... what had they found? What had been destroyed before the exodus? He could account for the two or three facilities he'd been through, but the ones in the north... a fleet was supposed to get out of Carpentaria and flee towards Japan, but no word on how many had made it. After all, the Captain hasn't heard from his wife yet...

Istanbul

"Ships are making steady progress into the Black Sea; no challengers from Crimea or Sochi yet. Our forward undersea patrols will bottle them up if they start to move."

"Excellent," said Admiral Hall, as his group of ships finally broke out into the waters of the sea. "What's our damage status?"

"We're looking at maybe one hundred Albatross damaged and twenty destroyed, sixteen ships damaged and four sunk... relatively light, but somehow we were able to surprise them."

"And the attacks on land? Can we get confirmation from the aerial squadrons?"

"It sounded like a few groups managed to capture the targeted Geminis, including Army of Islam operatives, but many garrisons had to be wiped out completely. We weren't able to take out the barracks fast enough, it seems."

"It'll have to do..." Hall sighed. Now the real battle began... they could be challenged at any time by a major Republic base. The submarines and Leatherbacks patrolling ahead of them could only do so much if Terra got serious. And on top of that, they had to land and drum up local support. This was going to be difficult.

"We'll monitor the situation worldwide and make our decision once we see what's happening," he said. Scandinavia would launch in the north soon. The CAS in the southern regions of Africa had begun to fight. France was still a mess. And, disturbingly, there was a Terran force organizing near the Great White's estimated position in Iran...

"well sargent i've been looking over your record and i'm impressed" General Yevensky began "your commading officers have always spoken highly of you and the enlisted men under you respect you theres just one thing i'm curious about. you seem to spend an extencive amount of time in the training simulators. while not a negative thing infact i aplaud your desire to improve but it also make me wounder if your not trying to prove something" he slid a print out of the top scores across the desk Stars name in bold on the top with Holand ant tang imediatly below all within just acouple of points of eachother and dimitries on the bottom the the top 50 haveing just beat out the previous holder of that spot

Dmitri walked up to the table, grabbed the paper, and scanned it. A slight smile appeared on his face when he saw his name at the bottom of the paper. He put the paper back onto the desk and looked straight into the general’s eyes.

“Prove something, sir? I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about, the only thing I want to do is make myself the best pilot that I can be, no matter what the cost”

Dmitri’s face turned grim. “I want to make sure that the Republic is safe from all external threats…and internal ones as well.”

OOC: Indeed I am playing with fire, but the fire will have a hard time finding this water, for you see, HQ is farely deep in the ground not only that but this thing was built decades ago and is built to survive all out nuclear strikes. Amazingly this is phase 2 of a greater plan, much greater. Oh and HQ has some surprises in store for the republic when they try to bombard me :P

((ooc: there not called Deep Scans for nothing... you think i'm just going to scann the serface? i think not. i'm scanning under the serface. you'd have to be insainly rediculasly unrealisticaly deep to avoid detection. even the republics most secret base the Omega facility is only 500feet below the serface.

you can keep your bobmshelter status as well as your other suprises just be carefull of saying your too deep to be detected))

Pentagon

"Sir whats going on?" the agent asked "looks like we've been taken by surprise by a infiltration, for all we know it could go back to the software company that manufactures the update" Johnson told him "We better trace the shipment then and find the manufacturing plant" another said "Good idea, you and Daniels (the agent) get down to IT storage and check the master inventory" Johnson ordered them. The two stood up "Roger, sir i suggest you lock down and isolate all computers we have updated so far" Daniels suggested to Johnson before running out for the storage room to track the shipment. This shipment would lead them to the software giant microsoft and a plant in montana. however even Daniels didn't know that, he wasn't the supply manager.

Michael glanced suspiciously at daniels as he left and pulled up his acess loggs it it was on a computer it wasn't safe from michael he quickly began running through his recent activity notacing that 5 mins ago he had installed an update

he cross checked for other recent up dates in other sections and compaired the last schedualed update and when the next schedualed ones where to take place and afew other things to make sure as un schedualed updates wern't uncommon before finalaly rechecking the update file daniels had used

Michael grined "got you you weasel" he muttered to himself befor adressing General Andrews "jack come have a look at this" he highlighted the sailent points so as not to bog th general down with extra information "this is the last schedualed update 4 days ago and this is the next one schedualed for 10 days from now" he opened another screen "now un schedualed updates aren uncommon they usualy come with ana ttatched memo detailing why the update is nesicary" he opened another screen "this one wasn't and look what it was hideing" he pulled th last screen withc showed the bare code as well as the isolated bug... they matched "Mr daniels is responcible for up loading this on to the system "he antisipated the generals orders and striped Daniels acess his keycard or acess codes wouldn't even get him into a washroom anymore

"good work michael now cut him off"

"already done sir" michael turned back to the screen " oh and sir i was able to pull more information from the hard codeing. it was writen in cairo but i looks as though someone atempted to disguise it as part of a batch from montana"

"good work michael. good work."the general motiond to a sicurity guard "take a half dosen men and arest Daniels... try and keep him alive"

"well try"

New York

A man pointed to the sky "They continue to escolate the conflict and use nuclear weapons without remorse, how can we trust our safety to a government who can't even prevent there own commanders from killing there subordanits" he yelled out. People began to yell and caint loud, and more and more joined them, 15,000 plus people city wide protesting now and protests were growing all over the republic.

the republic let the citizens gather it was more efective to let someone else do there dirty work it was a waist of manpower to try and isolate the individuals spred across the republic who whern't avid suporters. the phoenix might have thought it was making a dent but all it was doing was helping the republik draw out the wagon jumpers... collage students mostly with nothing beter to do but there where a couple in the gathering mobs that where actualy against the republic and it was those the S.O.8 was after as its covert operatives spred through mobs pairing up behing every target and every instigator as they preped for a masive take down across the republic

at the largest gathering an offical took the stand as his immage was broadcast across the republic into its homs its busnesses public screans everywhere where someone could watch it it was what was being watched

"citizens of the republic hear me" his voice was penatrating his voice was booming there was no way you could not listen to him... it was why he had been selected to speak "Recently a publication has been circulating. a publication atempting to undermine the very core on wich our beloved republic was founded. they dress it up hideing there message amoungst enticing images of men and women glossing over there evil nature the chaos behind the mask they are presenting to the world. it sickens me!

they would have us go back to a time when the whole of the world was in conflict when neighbor fought neighbour. when those les fortunate where left to fend for them selves because thy couldn't afford to beter there cercumstances. they acuse us of these crimes but the republic had ended them in a united world there is no war in a united world the lessfortunate are looked after

these terrorists have taken and destroyed the suez canal not only a major trade rout but also a key suply base for our unification forces in africa these brave men and women now face hardship and starvaton untill more suplies can be redirected to them

they attack cairo killing millions and then send in there own crews to "aid" the recovery in an attempt to further undermine the republec trying the same trick again in paris not even granting the european union its own small victory all to suport ots own means of chaos and disorder and now there attack our heart"

the official pointed to the night sky where the smoke trails of the missiles where still isible as well as a strange purple glow in the sky caused buy the sunlight reflecting of the radiation and other partical mater as well as the disipating energy wave from the explosion

"the terrorists infiltrated our millitery gained acess to the worlds most dangorous weapons in an attempet to destroy us all!"

a schocked murmering becan spreading through the crowds as those who ehre attempting to defent the Phoenix where quickly subdued but the once suportive mobs and draged off by the S.O.8 operatives

"it was only through the brave efforts of our unification forces in space that we where able to detonate enough to stop them all from coming down on there targets

The phoenix must been seen for the monster it truly is not for the pleasing image it presents to the world it is only through the great Leadership of Brendon Sage and his strength of vision that true order and true unity can ever be acheaved!

"long live the rebublic!" he becan chanting the crowed quickly taking up the chant a great chear going up as he raised a copy of Ray=Out over his head and tore it in half... the phoenix would not have such an eazy time in the amaricas again

((ooc: i was tempted to burn it but decided against it... the symbolisem you understand))

HQ, Egypt

"Confirmed Phase four of the operation is complete" a communications officer said to several officials in the CIC "Prepare defensive messure and put them to stand by, first sign of them targeting near us activate it, get the petrie back here" Holland Novak ordered "Right away sir" the woman responded.

OOC: time for the most costly piece of equipment at HQ to be used, if you find a way past it I will really be in the hole, litterally so to speak lol

"ma'am we're picking up a ship signature moving across the deasert"

commander gothart quickly moved over to the console "what is it?"

"checking now...its the ship that attacked cairo!"

"follow it" the commander then turned to her weapons officer "prep the ship for an alpha strike a ship that small can't operate for long before needing to go home lets make sure it dosn't leave"

"yes sir"

"Tell me captain Xaing what do you think of theis "freedom fighters"?"

"they are compleatly without honour. they take what is not theres. they attack defenceless instalations they use underhaded tactics to acheave there ends they deserve to be whiped from the face of the earth"

"indeed they do" there was a slight pause as commander gothar reveled in her find before adressing her radio officer"ensign invite the domonence and the vengence to join us. if you plan on kicking a tiger in the ass you better have a plan for dealing with its teath" the last coment was directed at everyone and no one

The plot thickened. Mervin felt a huge weight lift off his shoulders. Now that he had some firsthand information from a Terran Beta, he felt like a lot of high level questions had been answered. He figured she was reliable. What was left now was the flesh out the details. How exactly did these skills manifest? In Nelson's case, mental strain had forced his brain to adapt to survive. For Jacob, it was looking like something similar was going on in order to draw out Terra's power. Both of them exhibited performance boosts in stressful situations, and since regular stress triggered mental activity, it stood to reason that the enhanced stress of warfare plus a highly evolved brain meant that strange things could happen. A Beta's brain could do a lot more with the energy given to it, after all. Now it was just a matter of developing that behavior outside of the battlefield... Nelson wasn't there yet, but Jacob had already showed it was possible. As for Star, what she was fully capable of, nobody knew just yet.

The Prince still looked uncomfortable. It had been a bold conjecture to consider him a Beta from the little information he'd managed to gather. "I feel like we're going in the right direction," he said at last. "Given that Nelson and Jacob's development has been much more sudden and undirected than a traditional Beta program, it's possible that they will exhibit different behaviors as they develop. What would be interesting would be to see if your own growth is completed with the end of the developmental program, or if you might someday show some of these strange abilities naturally, or if perhaps you could be pushed in that direction... but that can just be a thought experiment on my part." Best not to suggest she become an actual guinea pig... her emotions were volatile enough already.

"So if what you're all saying is true," Laku began, "then wouldn't it be possible to do the same thing to me or Adam?"

"It's dangerous," Mervin replied. "It seems like the Terrans have a way to detect the potential, but like I said before, I can't monitor the development until it starts. Nelson is not the first person to use that system, and those before him must not have fit the mold, because they ended up hurting themselves before they demonstrated any capability." A little white lie... all the failed pilots were either dead or catatonic. It probably wasn't a terribly good idea to unveil the messy background of the Union's old military R&D programs. And actually, what had happened when the Republic swept through... what had they found? What had been destroyed before the exodus? He could account for the two or three facilities he'd been through, but the ones in the north... a fleet was supposed to get out of Carpentaria and flee towards Japan, but no word on how many had made it. After all, the Captain hasn't heard from his wife yet...

Jacob asked Mervin, "If that is the case, then is it likely the Terrans have installed a system in mobiles suits that detect this potential? I remember that whenever I enter the Terra, a computerized voice says, "Terran Type Accepted". Do you think that the Terra detects something in me that few other people have?" Jacob knew the question wasn't neccessary, but he was far from willing to admit the possibility he might be a Beta Terran. How would it happen though? His father never did want his son to be anything different from normal people His mother... He didn't know anything his mother might have wanted... There was also the problem of Star. She seemed to be trying to brush off Jacob as if he weren't in the room. It seemed he had some talking to do with her later on if anything required it...

Jacob asked Mervin, "If that is the case, then is it likely the Terrans have installed a system in mobiles suits that detect this potential? I remember that whenever I enter the Terra, a computerized voice says, "Terran Type Accepted". Do you think that the Terra detects something in me that few other people have?" Jacob knew the question wasn't neccessary, but he was far from willing to admit the possibility he might be a Beta Terran. How would it happen though? His father never did want his son to be anything different from normal people His mother... He didn't know anything his mother might have wanted... There was also the problem of Star. She seemed to be trying to brush off Jacob as if he weren't in the room. It seemed he had some talking to do with her later on if anything required it...

The Prince still looked uncomfortable. It had been a bold conjecture to consider him a Beta from the little information he'd managed to gather. "I feel like we're going in the right direction," he said at last. "Given that Nelson and Jacob's development has been much more sudden and undirected than a traditional Beta program, it's possible that they will exhibit different behaviors as they develop. What would be interesting would be to see if your own growth is completed with the end of the developmental program, or if you might someday show some of these strange abilities naturally, or if perhaps you could be pushed in that direction... but that can just be a thought experiment on my part." Best not to suggest she become an actual guinea pig... her emotions were volatile enough already.

"So if what you're all saying is true," Laku began, "then wouldn't it be possible to do the same thing to me or Adam?"

"It's dangerous," Mervin replied. "It seems like the Terrans have a way to detect the potential, but like I said before, I can't monitor the development until it starts. Nelson is not the first person to use that system, and those before him must not have fit the mold, because they ended up hurting themselves before they demonstrated any capability." A little white lie... all the failed pilots were either dead or catatonic. It probably wasn't a terribly good idea to unveil the messy background of the Union's old military R&D programs.

"no it wouldn't be possable infact it would likely fry your brain making you a little more than a vegatable at best dead at worst and it wouldn't be comfortable" stars blase nature to this fact was the first sight anyone had had of her normal personality in a while her recent emotional trama still clouding most other aspects.

"your suit does what?" star turned to face Jacob finaly adressing him " i have to see this" she didn't wiat for anyone permision or acnolagememt she simply turned and started towards the hangers

it it was true it would be the first true mobilesuit build for betas only. anyone could pilot the darkstar or even the jade panther provided they got past the encryption codes. even jaron would be able to without to much dificulty though he wouldn't be able to push it to its limits like she could and frequently did rewriting the MOS in the process to push it even farther

"no it wouldn't be possable infact it would likely fry your brain making you a little more than a vegatable at best dead at worst and it wouldn't be comfortable" stars blase nature to this fact was the first sight anyone had had of her normal personality in a while her recent emotional trama still clouding most other aspects.

"your suit does what?" star turned to face Jacob finaly adressing him " i have to see this" she didn't wiat for anyone permision or acnolagememt she simply turned and started towards the hangers

it it was true it would be the first true mobilesuit build for betas only. anyone could pilot the darkstar or even the jade panther provided they got past the encryption codes. even jaron would be able to without to much dificulty though he wouldn't be able to push it to its limits like she could and frequently did rewriting the MOS in the process to push it even farther

Clearly not even waiting for anyone to give her permission, Star simply rushed through everyone who tried to stop her. As she came to the mighty Terra, when she placed her hand on Terra's handprint scanner, a voice answered, "Terran Type Accepted" and the cockpit opened awaiting its pilot...

And actually, what had happened when the Republic swept through... what had they found? What had been destroyed before the exodus? He could account for the two or three facilities he'd been through, but the ones in the north... a fleet was supposed to get out of Carpentaria and flee towards Japan, but no word on how many had made it. After all, the Captain hasn't heard from his wife yet...

Omega facility

Dr. gothart (yes i know she has the same last name as the commander of the onipotence call them sisters if you want) made her way to the room where Mrs. Simms was waiting reading over her profile interesting... it seems that her husband is an officer inthe union millitary a Major (again yes i know hes a colonel now but the republic dont if i'm corect he was premoted right before getting the great white)

she knocked politly on the door before entering a friendly smile on her face "good after noon Cynthia" she began in her ever friendly voice "how are you ajusting to life here in or wounderful facility?"

((ooc:last chance to getin on this :) ))

Dmitri walked up to the table, grabbed the paper, and scanned it. A slight smile appeared on his face when he saw his name at the bottom of the paper. He put the paper back onto the desk and looked straight into the general’s eyes.

“Prove something, sir? I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about, the only thing I want to do is make myself the best pilot that I can be, no matter what the cost”

Dmitri’s face turned grim. “I want to make sure that the Republic is safe from all external threats…and internal ones as well.”

"i see..." he paused and locked eyes with dmitri "and what makes a good pilot? if its skill then judging by thes numbers and who is ont his list... you havent got a hope but if its loyalty your already better then the number one person on this list.

it is not my intention to put you down i am mearly trying to determen if you've got what it takes to be apart of some special squads i'm puting together for an special assignment so tell me dmitri what are thes internal threats you see?"

Clearly not even waiting for anyone to give her permission, Star simply rushed through everyone who tried to stop her. As she came to the mighty Terra, when she placed her hand on Terra's handprint scanner, a voice answered, "Terran Type Accepted" and the cockpit opened awaiting its pilot...

when star entered the hanger she paused a moment on the catwalk infront og the cockpit before placing her hand on the scanner the greel light iluminating to scan her had print feeling a slight tingling in her hand

"Terran Type Accepted" she yanked her hand away rubing her thumb across her finger tips as the cockpit opened

"good god" she stared in aw at the open cockpit for a long moment the others using the time to catch up "has anyone other than jacob tried to enter this?"

when star entered the hanger she paused a moment on the catwalk infront og the cockpit before placing her hand on the scanner the greel light iluminating to scan her had print feeling a slight tingling in her hand

"Terran Type Accepted" she yanked her hand away rubing her thumb across her finger tips as the cockpit opened

"good god" she stared in aw at the open cockpit for a long moment the others using the time to catch up "has anyone other than jacob tried to enter this?"

"Hey, wait a..." Star was already off towards the hanger. The befuddled group ran after her and entered just as she triggered the Terra's startup. She fell back in shock.

"You're joking!" said Adam. "So then... that means he really is...!!"

"But for just the hand..." Mervin stuttered, trying to think though it. So the changes to the brain were easy to see, fine. Ah, but wait a moment! The mutation that provides the potential must be encoded in DNA. Is there a genetic marker? But doesn't it depend on whether or not the abilities have been developed? No, it shouldn't, there wouldn't be any reason to... then any scan could just check for the necessary base sequence. So, if that's the case... then Nelson should be able to get in? He turned to Star. "You're the first besides Jacob, I believe." He couldn't believe he'd never asked Tom to come down and take a closer look at Terra's systems.

"Well, shoot, if you're right about all this, then I should be able to get in, right?" asked Nelson. He waved his hand over the scanner. The system beeped angrily and the cockpit hatch flew shut, forcing Nelson to jump out of the way. He landed with a thud on the hanger floor. "Does that throw a wrench into things, Chief?"

"Sure does..." Mervin said. "You just might be... weird?"

"So we've gone from science to, 'You're weird'?" asked Adam.

"I might be an edge case!" Nelson chirped. "Why not?"

"We can call it that for now," Mervin sighed.

Omega facility

Dr. gothart (yes i know she has the same last name as the commander of the onipotence call them sisters if you want) made her way to the room where Mrs. Simms was waiting reading over her profile interesting... it seems that her husband is an officer inthe union millitary a Major (again yes i know hes a colonel now but the republic dont if i'm corect he was premoted right before getting the great white)

she knocked politly on the door before entering a friendly smile on her face "good after noon Cynthia" she began in her ever friendly voice "how are you ajusting to life here in or wounderful facility?"

((ooc:last chance to getin on this :) ))

"Depends... define 'wonderful,'" Cynthia replied. It was certainly a bizarre setup they had down here. She'd half expected just to be transferred to the nearest prison once her ship had been nabbed trying to escape the Gulf of Carpentaria. In the haste to flee north to Japan, the fleet had degenerated into pockets of ships all fighting for their lives. The more organized Republic fleet had cut most of them off.

She had heard that her husband was part of the larger fleet in the south that was making a run for Europe, but obviously hadn't heard what had happened to them. She'd met Cornell in the academy and married him a year after graduation. Their work kept them apart for months at a time. She was a lieutenant in the supply corps, and she was always being shuttled around the Union to help smooth out logistical problems. He, on the other hand, was a high-flier in the army, racking up rank after rank at an impressive age. Both were in their mid-thirties now, and yet the responsibility her husband faced was that of a senior officer with decades of experience. She always did her best to support him, both as a wife and a supplier.

And here she was confronted by a Terran doctor of dubious distinction, and least she figured as such given the secretive nature of the facility. "If wonderful means a nice, hard rock to sleep on and all the water I can drink, then, yes, I'm having a marvelous time. My compliments to your superiors."

"Hey, wait a..." Star was already off towards the hanger. The befuddled group ran after her and entered just as she triggered the Terra's startup. She fell back in shock.

"You're joking!" said Adam. "So then... that means he really is...!!"

"But for just the hand..." Mervin stuttered, trying to think though it. So the changes to the brain were easy to see, fine. Ah, but wait a moment! The mutation that provides the potential must be encoded in DNA. Is there a genetic marker? But doesn't it depend on whether or not the abilities have been developed? No, it shouldn't, there wouldn't be any reason to... then any scan could just check for the necessary base sequence. So, if that's the case... then Nelson should be able to get in? He turned to Star. "You're the first besides Jacob, I believe." He couldn't believe he'd never asked Tom to come down and take a closer look at Terra's systems.

"Well, shoot, if you're right about all this, then I should be able to get in, right?" asked Nelson. He waved his hand over the scanner. The system beeped angrily and the cockpit hatch flew shut, forcing Nelson to jump out of the way. He landed with a thud on the hanger floor. "Does that throw a wrench into things, Chief?"

"Sure does..." Mervin said. "You just might be... weird?"

"So we've gone from science to, 'You're weird'?" asked Adam.

"I might be an edge case!" Nelson chirped. "Why not?"

"We can call it that for now," Mervin sighed.

It seemed odd how Star and Jacob were capable of entering the Terra, but for whatever reason, Nelson was rejected enterance. Jacob was able to admit he didn't fully understand all of Mervin's explanation of the abilities some of the pilots were demonstrating lately, but he was able to tell that there was something special about him and Star that allowed them to enter Terra. But that must mean... "...Could I actually be... How can I?" Jacob took out his locket and looked down at his mother. He continued to wonder, "Would my mother truly permit this?... Would father comply?"

It seemed odd how Star and Jacob were capable of entering the Terra, but for whatever reason, Nelson was rejected enterance. Jacob was able to admit he didn't fully understand all of Mervin's explanation of the abilities some of the pilots were demonstrating lately, but he was able to tell that there was something special about him and Star that allowed them to enter Terra. But that must mean... "...Could I actually be... How can I?" Jacob took out his locket and looked down at his mother. He continued to wonder, "Would my mother truly permit this?... Would father comply?"

Roland could tell what Jacob was thinking, so he pitched in...
"Its seemes that the answer to this question should be left for a later time..." Roland remarked as he put his hand on Jacob's shoulder.
"Their could be several reasons as to why you and Mrs. Lynde are allowed in."

He then went over to Mervin....

"So if Jacob and Mrs. Lynde are allowed into Terra, and since Hades is similar if not exactly like Terra, doesn't that mean that the person piloting Hades would have to be a Betta Terra or have the qualities of Jacob and Mrs. Lynde?"

"Its seemes that the answer to this question should be left for a later time..." Roland remarked as he put his hand on Jacob's shoulder.
"Their could be several reasons as to why you and Mrs. Lynde are allowed in."

He then went over to Mervin....

"So if Jacob and Mrs. Lynde are allowed into Terra, and since Hades is similar if not exactly like Terra, doesn't that mean that the person piloting Hades would have to be a Betta Terra or have the qualities of Jacob and Mrs. Lynde?"

OOC: Jacob was talking to himself. I should probably edit that.

"i see..." he paused and locked eyes with dmitri "and what makes a good pilot? if its skill then judging by thes numbers and who is ont his list... you havent got a hope but if its loyalty your already better then the number one person on this list.

it is not my intention to put you down i am mearly trying to determen if you've got what it takes to be apart of some special squads i'm puting together for an special assignment so tell me dmitri what are thes internal threats you see?"

“Well…” Dmitri said softly.

He wasn’t sure if telling the general his suspicions was wise or not, since criticizing members of the Republic wasn’t the smartest thing to do in front of superior officers. After a few seconds of pondering the issue, he decided to tell him.

“To be honest sir, it’s the Betas,” Dmitri said, his voice gradually increasing in volume, “Those…things can’t be trusted! They’re smarter than us, stronger than us; HELL they’re better than us in pretty much every aspect!”

Dmitri was trying hard to keep his cool, but by then he was almost shouting. “Don’t you see sir? With all that power, those monsters could destroy us all! They could revolt against the Republic easily; I mean, what could we do to stop them? Using force is out of the question, and hell will freeze over before they show any mercy towards us. I don’t know how the hell those things were made, but I do know that they’re a danger to us all! So that’s why I’m not just going to stand around and let them destroy all the Republic has struggled to create; I’m going to make sure that if they step out of line, I’ll be able to do something about it.”

Dmitri was flustered now, his face red with passion. He forced himself to calm down by taking in large, deep breaths.

“My apologies if I acted inappropriately, sir.”

((ooc: there not called Deep Scans for nothing... you think i'm just going to scann the serface? i think not. i'm scanning under the serface. you'd have to be insainly rediculasly unrealisticaly deep to avoid detection. even the republics most secret base the Omega facility is only 500feet below the serface.

you can keep your bobmshelter status as well as your other suprises just be carefull of saying your too deep to be detected))



Michael glanced suspiciously at daniels as he left and pulled up his acess loggs it it was on a computer it wasn't safe from michael he quickly began running through his recent activity notacing that 5 mins ago he had installed an update

he cross checked for other recent up dates in other sections and compaired the last schedualed update and when the next schedualed ones where to take place and afew other things to make sure as un schedualed updates wern't uncommon before finalaly rechecking the update file daniels had used

Michael grined "got you you weasel" he muttered to himself befor adressing General Andrews "jack come have a look at this" he highlighted the sailent points so as not to bog th general down with extra information "this is the last schedualed update 4 days ago and this is the next one schedualed for 10 days from now" he opened another screen "now un schedualed updates aren uncommon they usualy come with ana ttatched memo detailing why the update is nesicary" he opened another screen "this one wasn't and look what it was hideing" he pulled th last screen withc showed the bare code as well as the isolated bug... they matched "Mr daniels is responcible for up loading this on to the system "he antisipated the generals orders and striped Daniels acess his keycard or acess codes wouldn't even get him into a washroom anymore

"good work michael now cut him off"

"already done sir" michael turned back to the screen " oh and sir i was able to pull more information from the hard codeing. it was writen in cairo but i looks as though someone atempted to disguise it as part of a batch from montana"

"good work michael. good work."the general motiond to a sicurity guard "take a half dosen men and arest Daniels... try and keep him alive"

"well try"



the republic let the citizens gather it was more efective to let someone else do there dirty work it was a waist of manpower to try and isolate the individuals spred across the republic who whern't avid suporters. the phoenix might have thought it was making a dent but all it was doing was helping the republik draw out the wagon jumpers... collage students mostly with nothing beter to do but there where a couple in the gathering mobs that where actualy against the republic and it was those the S.O.8 was after as its covert operatives spred through mobs pairing up behing every target and every instigator as they preped for a masive take down across the republic

at the largest gathering an offical took the stand as his immage was broadcast across the republic into its homs its busnesses public screans everywhere where someone could watch it it was what was being watched

"citizens of the republic hear me" his voice was penatrating his voice was booming there was no way you could not listen to him... it was why he had been selected to speak "Recently a publication has been circulating. a publication atempting to undermine the very core on wich our beloved republic was founded. they dress it up hideing there message amoungst enticing images of men and women glossing over there evil nature the chaos behind the mask they are presenting to the world. it sickens me!

they would have us go back to a time when the whole of the world was in conflict when neighbor fought neighbour. when those les fortunate where left to fend for them selves because thy couldn't afford to beter there cercumstances. they acuse us of these crimes but the republic had ended them in a united world there is no war in a united world the lessfortunate are looked after

these terrorists have taken and destroyed the suez canal not only a major trade rout but also a key suply base for our unification forces in africa these brave men and women now face hardship and starvaton untill more suplies can be redirected to them

they attack cairo killing millions and then send in there own crews to "aid" the recovery in an attempt to further undermine the republec trying the same trick again in paris not even granting the european union its own small victory all to suport ots own means of chaos and disorder and now there attack our heart"

the official pointed to the night sky where the smoke trails of the missiles where still isible as well as a strange purple glow in the sky caused buy the sunlight reflecting of the radiation and other partical mater as well as the disipating energy wave from the explosion

"the terrorists infiltrated our millitery gained acess to the worlds most dangorous weapons in an attempet to destroy us all!"

a schocked murmering becan spreading through the crowds as those who ehre attempting to defent the Phoenix where quickly subdued but the once suportive mobs and draged off by the S.O.8 operatives

"it was only through the brave efforts of our unification forces in space that we where able to detonate enough to stop them all from coming down on there targets

The phoenix must been seen for the monster it truly is not for the pleasing image it presents to the world it is only through the great Leadership of Brendon Sage and his strength of vision that true order and true unity can ever be acheaved!

"long live the rebublic!" he becan chanting the crowed quickly taking up the chant a great chear going up as he raised a copy of Ray=Out over his head and tore it in half... the phoenix would not have such an eazy time in the amaricas again

((ooc: i was tempted to burn it but decided against it... the symbolisem you understand))



"ma'am we're picking up a ship signature moving across the deasert"

commander gothart quickly moved over to the console "what is it?"

"checking now...its the ship that attacked cairo!"

"follow it" the commander then turned to her weapons officer "prep the ship for an alpha strike a ship that small can't operate for long before needing to go home lets make sure it dosn't leave"

"yes sir"

"Tell me captain Xaing what do you think of theis "freedom fighters"?"

"they are compleatly without honour. they take what is not theres. they attack defenceless instalations they use underhaded tactics to acheave there ends they deserve to be whiped from the face of the earth"

"indeed they do" there was a slight pause as commander gothar reveled in her find before adressing her radio officer"ensign invite the domonence and the vengence to join us. if you plan on kicking a tiger in the ass you better have a plan for dealing with its teath" the last coment was directed at everyone and no one

Pentagon

Johnson walked up to Micheal "excuse me sir, I've finished my shift plus two hours over time so im heading home" he told him before walking away, Johnson and his team spent all night updating computers(yes it was really a schedualed update) and he was tired, he even put in two hours over time. It was now 10am so he left the pentagon for the parking lot to go home and eat and sleep. He got in his the car picking him up "Sorry for messing up your plans Nichole had somethings to take care of" he told her "Its alright now whats going on?" she asked.

"Daniels has been discovered I believe, he is already at the evac point" he told her "blow it" she ordered him. Johnson pulled out a remote and pushed a button. Near by the IT truck by the pentagon wall blew ripping a large hole in the wall. Daniels was then seen running out and getting in the car "Gun it Nichole!" he yelled. She then drove away as fast as the other cars trying to get away fearing a second explosion. Without cameras in the parking lot it would be impossible to tell how Daniels got away. They then headed for a safe house.

OOC: Johnson wasn't another no meaning character :P

OOC: Jacob was talking to himself. I should probably edit that.

occ: Well, Roland could tell that from him just by looking at him and what he was doing at the present time, (hence the section in the occ thread, that reads under his description "part sherlock holmes") quite a few people actually have that ability, its just rarely heard of.

OOC: ah nothing better then rebellion in the morning oh and theres going to be one more major one :P well for now, later on the biggest one will happen

(OOC: Is it really okay for you to just take over Kratna's peoples?)

Roland could tell what Jacob was thinking, so he pitched in...
"Its seemes that the answer to this question should be left for a later time..." Roland remarked as he put his hand on Jacob's shoulder.
"Their could be several reasons as to why you and Mrs. Lynde are allowed in."

He then went over to Mervin....

"So if Jacob and Mrs. Lynde are allowed into Terra, and since Hades is similar if not exactly like Terra, doesn't that mean that the person piloting Hades would have to be a Betta Terra or have the qualities of Jacob and Mrs. Lynde?"

"The only thing I think that's the same between them for now is that they've been using Terran systems," said Mervin. "Lynde in the Darkstar and Prince Jacob in the Terra. However, since the Prince had to get in to begin with, and was using a Scandinavian mobile suit before that, he still must have the same underlying abilities as Star, or vice versa." He turned to Nelson. "Since your developments have been due to a completely different technology, you may not have the kind of imprint the Terra checks for, despite having obtained a similar kind of power."

"Pretty exclusive club, then?" Nelson sighed, stretching as he stood up.

"What doesn't make sense to me is that, if there's some sort of basic requirement needed to even begin development, why it would be different for Nelson than the others?" Laku asked.

"Maybe it wasn't there in the first place, and he just got lucky?" suggested Adam.

"Could be," Nelson said. "I mean, for me it hurts like hell after I sortie, but it looks like the Prince won't have that problem anymore, and it doesn't seem like Star or Jaron have any issues using their abilities, either. I really am the odd one out, however you look at it."

"I guess so... I might be searching too hard for connections," Mervin admitted, still deep in thought. "But I still think it works out. The mutations that permit you all to develop your talents don't necessarily need to be the same, I don't think. All things considered, it really is the only plausible explanation I can think of."

Bridge

"Any word from Iran yet?" asked Simms. He was growing concerned. A few hours had elapsed since the initial transmission, but still no response. Their flight path would take them out of Iran soon and into Republic territory.

"Nothing," responded Rian.

"Additionally, we've noticed a Terran buildup in the region that threatens our position," said Gimbley. "It's a sizable troop in the Arabian Peninsula, and given that the Phoenix have been chased out of Suez, it appears like either Iran or we are the target."

"They may mean to clean us both up with one swoop," Simms said. Damn... did the black one give us away? Is he toying with us?!

(OOC: Is it really okay for you to just take over Kratna's peoples?)

OOC:well the civialians are well just that civialian, as for the military, it gives the republic something interesting to do, and me since ill be locked down in my base for awhile RPing a bunch of trators/pro phoenix military member on the run would be interesting

"The only thing I think that's the same between them for now is that they've been using Terran systems," said Mervin. "Lynde in the Darkstar and Prince Jacob in the Terra. However, since the Prince had to get in to begin with, and was using a Scandinavian mobile suit before that, he still must have the same underlying abilities as Star, or vice versa." He turned to Nelson. "Since your developments have been due to a completely different technology, you may not have the kind of imprint the Terra checks for, despite having obtained a similar kind of power."

"Pretty exclusive club, then?" Nelson sighed, stretching as he stood up.

"What doesn't make sense to me is that, if there's some sort of basic requirement needed to even begin development, why it would be different for Nelson than the others?" Laku asked.

"Maybe it wasn't there in the first place, and he just got lucky?" suggested Adam.

"Could be," Nelson said. "I mean, for me it hurts like hell after I sortie, but it looks like the Prince won't have that problem anymore, and it doesn't seem like Star or Jaron have any issues using their abilities, either. I really am the odd one out, however you look at it."

"I guess so... I might be searching too hard for connections," Mervin admitted, still deep in thought. "But I still think it works out. The mutations that permit you all to develop your talents don't necessarily need to be the same, I don't think. All things considered, it really is the only plausible explanation I can think of."


"But its a start as a basis we have to work with. I mean, we really don't have any other theories, do we? I still think that something happened to Jacob in the battle that would give him telekinesis, but I can't figure anything out. Nelson, did anything unusual happen to Jacob when you encountered Hades?" Roland asked.

"But its a start as a basis we have to work with. I mean, we really don't have any other theories, do we? I still think that something happened to Jacob in the battle that would give him telekinesis, but I can't figure anything out. Nelson, did anything unusual happen to Jacob when you encountered Hades?" Roland asked.

"He did get taken over, I thought, for just a moment there..." Nelson said, thinking back. "Jaron and I were busy recovering the others, so we weren't keeping much of an eye on the fighting except to dodge stray attacks. But right when we got there, it took over the Terra somehow and made it attack us. If what the Chief said about stress is right, that could've triggered something. And when he threw the mountain... I guess that would've been telekinesis, too, right?"

"Incredibly advanced, if that's true," said Mervin, "in which case, we might expect to meet strong pilots who can fight with more than their mobile suits..."

"Depends... define 'wonderful,'" Cynthia replied. It was certainly a bizarre setup they had down here. She'd half expected just to be transferred to the nearest prison once her ship had been nabbed trying to escape the Gulf of Carpentaria. In the haste to flee north to Japan, the fleet had degenerated into pockets of ships all fighting for their lives. The more organized Republic fleet had cut most of them off.

She had heard that her husband was part of the larger fleet in the south that was making a run for Europe, but obviously hadn't heard what had happened to them. She'd met Cornell in the academy and married him a year after graduation. Their work kept them apart for months at a time. She was a lieutenant in the supply corps, and she was always being shuttled around the Union to help smooth out logistical problems. He, on the other hand, was a high-flier in the army, racking up rank after rank at an impressive age. Both were in their mid-thirties now, and yet the responsibility her husband faced was that of a senior officer with decades of experience. She always did her best to support him, both as a wife and a supplier.

And here she was confronted by a Terran doctor of dubious distinction, and least she figured as such given the secretive nature of the facility. "If wonderful means a nice, hard rock to sleep on and all the water I can drink, then, yes, I'm having a marvelous time. My compliments to your superiors."

"please you mock our hospitality" Dr. Gothart made a show of being offended but found Cynthia's wit reather refreshing after days of dealing with Benjamin who wouldn't know funny if someone beat him over the head with his own funny bone "i assure you we've taken great care to see that your stay here is as comfortable as possable"

it wasn't an understaitment either if it wasn't for the fact that they where 500 feat below ground and the insane security measures designed to make it impossable to escape without outside help you could have compaired the Omega Facility to atleast a 4 star hotell if not better. afew of the larger common areas on the "guest" side where even landscaped one had the peacefull feel of a japaneese garden one the more rugged feelof a northwest coast nature preserve and the other a more relaxed tropical feel.

"we've even made sure there where several options for mentaly stimulating and physicaly chalenging activities for you to occupy your time with" these where all linked to the true purpose of the facility the public activities where more to gage personal aptitude in any given feild while the more structured "classes" would hone these abilities into there true potential along with the standard brianwashing and indocternation to make them loyal subjects of the republic wich was sometimes a challange given who they where working with.

"while i can understand your desire to return home to your husband and your family you truly are better off here for now as only we can truly see to your needs at this point" Marissa was being extreemly sympathetic it was eazy for her haveing not spoken to her twin sister in a couple weeks

"how many black checks are on the wall?" it was a seemingly random question and one normaly not eazly answered as the patern was chaotic in insane random patern of white black blur green red and yellow the Doctor of course had the exact numbers of how many of each colour where on the wall.

after all in omega... everything was a test

Star had been watching Jacobs facial expresions as the news he really was a beta sunk in a self satisfied smirk crossing her face at his discomfort not so high and mighty now are you she thought to herself before speaking out loud

"genetics ain't it a wounderful thing" she then gave jacob a cold stare "welcome to the club Beta Boy" it was cold and uncareing and she ment every negative sounding word if he was going to make light of her emotions she would do anything she could to deepen his misery

"i have to dissagree Mervin" star had listened to his continuing hypothesis and found another point she had to dissagree with "other than Beta boy here" salt in the wound glorious salt " i havenet heard of anything like what your discribing in all of the Short history of Beta's i think like nelson he might be the exeption rather than the norm" after all she'd never done anything like that

((ooc: i want to stear away from the possability that everyone could have psycic abilities cause then we loose the true spiret of the gundams... besides who would need one if the other guy can crush it with his mind:

"pathetic tin can"
"eep" Crunch))

Pentagon

Johnson walked up to Micheal "excuse me sir, I've finished my shift plus two hours over time so im heading home" he told him before walking away, Johnson and his team spent all night updating computers(yes it was really a schedualed update) and he was tired, he even put in two hours over time. It was now 10am so he left the pentagon for the parking lot to go home and eat and sleep. He got in his the car picking him up "Sorry for messing up your plans Nichole had somethings to take care of" he told her "Its alright now whats going on?" she asked.

"Daniels has been discovered I believe, he is already at the evac point" he told her "blow it" she ordered him. Johnson pulled out a remote and pushed a button. Near by the IT truck by the pentagon wall blew ripping a large hole in the wall. Daniels was then seen running out and getting in the car "Gun it Nichole!" he yelled. She then drove away as fast as the other cars trying to get away fearing a second explosion. Without cameras in the parking lot it would be impossible to tell how Daniels got away. They then headed for a safe house.

OOC: Johnson wasn't another no meaning character :P

((ooc: the place is locked down i don't care if he's been there for 2 days no ones getting out

as for the rest i'm strait up ignoreing it while you are indeed free to dictate the actions of your operatives inciting a revolt that eazly in the heart of the Republice is just not gonig to happen while yes there are going to be the odd sympathizer and i thank you fror drawing them out these are the people who voted sage in these are the sones and daughters who are willingly joining the millitary for a chance to help bring order and unity to the rest of the world

you'd have an eazyer time convincing them that Sage is really a fluffy white bunny

sorry to keep cracking down on you like this but plans back fire plus...90% of a platoon i think someone would have cought on a republic squad is 12 a platoon has 6 squads thats 72 not including suport crews so 90% is roughly 65... someones going to notace. that andcommand of a base is not handed out to just anyone proven loyalty is a must so i seriously doubt the commander is an operative))

New York

Few believed the words of the official "BUNCH OF LIERS!" one shouted out as he saw a S.O.8 agent take a protester down "All we want is JUSTICE" he then threw a rock at the agent. Meanwhile a TP message began broadcasting from a unmanning transmitter it was simply "True Freedom and Justice" across north america every one could hear it. When the protesters heard the message it was something different, a signal to begin. On the roof tops a three buildings camo'd snipers heard the message and took aim at the S.O.8 agents and fired for the head shot to kill. Many protesters young and old pulled pistols, and even consealed rifles out and shot S.O.8 agents "Freedom and Justice!!" they began shouting as they took up arms. Trucks then pulled up all around them and they jumped in heading out of the city.

Halifax

"All hands this is the captain, True Freedom and Justice, now get to work" the captain of a republic mobile suit plantoon said. 90% of the platoon which was the only forces in Nova Scotia was pro phoenix "What the hell does that mean......hey charlie what are you doing? charlie? chali......." the republic loyalists were shot then and there and the platoon then left the city.

Victoria, B.C

The message came over the airwaves of the base, it had a small fleet a carrier some escorts and some MS, not to mention aircraft and several other things "this is base commander Malac True Freedom and Justice" went over the radio. On the ships pro phoenix members of the military went to work "hey guys what are you doing? a man asked with a gun pointed to his head "just shut up and get off the ship" a woman said pushing him off the ship. Men and equipment were quickly loaded and all pro phoenix members loaded up and left the tied up republic members behind as the fleet left harbour heading south east.

OOC: ah nothing better then rebellion in the morning oh and theres going to be one more major one :P well for now, later on the biggest one will happen

“Well…” Dmitri said softly.

He wasn’t sure if telling the general his suspicions was wise or not, since criticizing members of the Republic wasn’t the smartest thing to do in front of superior officers. After a few seconds of pondering the issue, he decided to tell him.

“To be honest sir, it’s the Betas,” Dmitri said, his voice gradually increasing in volume, “Those…things can’t be trusted! They’re smarter than us, stronger than us; HELL they’re better than us in pretty much every aspect!”

Dmitri was trying hard to keep his cool, but by then he was almost shouting. “Don’t you see sir? With all that power, those monsters could destroy us all! They could revolt against the Republic easily; I mean, what could we do to stop them? Using force is out of the question, and hell will freeze over before they show any mercy towards us. I don’t know how the hell those things were made, but I do know that they’re a danger to us all! So that’s why I’m not just going to stand around and let them destroy all the Republic has struggled to create; I’m going to make sure that if they step out of line, I’ll be able to do something about it.”

Dmitri was flustered now, his face red with passion. He forced himself to calm down by taking in large, deep breaths.

“My apologies if I acted inappropriately, sir.”

Yes Passion Ivan thought to himself but can it be molded there seemed to be a side enough crack in his faith in the republic but would his wedge fit "Dmitri..." the general leaned forwards and spoke in a hushed tone "what if i said i beleived you?"

it was a simple question with a hopefully not so simple answer

((ooc: the place is locked down i don't care if he's been there for 2 days no ones getting out

as for the rest i'm strait up ignoreing it while you are indeed free to dictate the actions of your operatives inciting a revolt that eazly in the heart of the Republice is just not gonig to happen while yes there are going to be the odd sympathizer and i thank you fror drawing them out these are the people who voted sage in these are the sones and daughters who are willingly joining the millitary for a chance to help bring order and unity to the rest of the world

you'd have an eazyer time convincing them that Sage is really a fluffy white bunny

sorry to keep cracking down on you like this but plans back fire plus...90% of a platoon i think someone would have cought on a republic squad is 12 a platoon has 6 squads thats 72 not including suport crews so 90% is roughly 65... someones going to notace. that andcommand of a base is not handed out to just anyone proven loyalty is a must so i seriously doubt the commander is an operative))

OOC: alright figured as much when i was going to bed, any way took out the rebellions, as for the pentagon, a bomb is a bomb lock down or not, and one can easily leave with security clearence, Daniels and Johnson had worked at the pentagon for years security clearence for them is high. Oh and if you still disagree I have a edit that will make it work.

OOC: alright figured as much when i was going to bed, any way took out the rebellions, as for the pentagon, a bomb is a bomb lock down or not, and one can easily leave with security clearence, Daniels and Johnson had worked at the pentagon for years security clearence for them is high. Oh and if you still disagree I have a edit that will make it work.

((ooc:yes Michael Striped Daniels acess hes not getting into a washroom without a guard... that and he has a security detail after him... and johnson will still have to double check with door security before leaving plus why aren't there security cameras in a government parking lot? i would think every square inch would be covered on a closed circet system deep within the building.

and to save my sanity (while i aplod your efforts) in the future a breif explination of how the wrench got there would be nice rather than just saying "oh look wrench in plans. to bad" makes for more creative responces :) ))

"please you mock our hospitality" Dr. Gothart made a show of being offended but found Cynthia's wit reather refreshing after days of dealing with Benjamin who wouldn't know funny if someone beat him over the head with his own funny bone "i assure you we've taken great care to see that your stay here is as comfortable as possable"

it wasn't an understaitment either if it wasn't for the fact that they where 500 feat below ground and the insane security measures designed to make it impossable to escape without outside help you could have compaired the Omega Facility to atleast a 4 star hotell if not better. afew of the larger common areas on the "guest" side where even landscaped one had the peacefull feel of a japaneese garden one the more rugged feelof a northwest coast nature preserve and the other a more relaxed tropical feel.

"we've even made sure there where several options for mentaly stimulating and physicaly chalenging activities for you to occupy your time with" these where all linked to the true purpose of the facility the public activities where more to gage personal aptitude in any given feild while the more structured "classes" would hone these abilities into there true potential along with the standard brianwashing and indocternation to make them loyal subjects of the republic wich was sometimes a challange given who they where working with.

"while i can understand your desire to return home to your husband and your family you truly are better off here for now as only we can truly see to your needs at this point" Marissa was being extreemly sympathetic it was eazy for her haveing not spoken to her twin sister in a couple weeks

"how many black checks are on the wall?" it was a seemingly random question and one normaly not eazly answered as the patern was chaotic in insane random patern of white black blur green red and yellow the Doctor of course had the exact numbers of how many of each colour where on the wall.

after all in omega... everything was a test

That was true. Within the facility itself, they were free to wander around and relax. Under supervision. The gun-toting guards were hard to ignore. But there was something definitely suspicious about the entire setup. This wasn't just a detention center... it couldn't be. Even so, what did the Terrans possibly have to gain from all this?

"You think I've been passing the time by counting lines? That's cliche," sighed Cynthia. "Your painters can answer that better than me." Two hundred and sixteen black... "And to say that I'm better off here is to presume that sitting around underground all day in a fake world is preferable to feeling the sun and sand of the outback, which it isn't." Two ninety four red... "I doubt you'll level with me and tell me what exactly is going on here, but if you ever feel like it, it would be super." One hundred and eighty six green... well, this is certainly a fascinating game, doctor.

Star had been watching Jacobs facial expresions as the news he really was a beta sunk in a self satisfied smirk crossing her face at his discomfort not so high and mighty now are you she thought to herself before speaking out loud

"genetics ain't it a wounderful thing" she then gave jacob a cold stare "welcome to the club Beta Boy" it was cold and uncareing and she ment every negative sounding word if he was going to make light of her emotions she would do anything she could to deepen his misery

"i have to dissagree Mervin" star had listened to his continuing hypothesis and found another point she had to dissagree with "other than Beta boy here" salt in the wound glorious salt " i havenet heard of anything like what your discribing in all of the Short history of Beta's i think like nelson he might be the exeption rather than the norm" after all she'd never done anything like that

((ooc: i want to stear away from the possability that everyone could have psycic abilities cause then we loose the true spiret of the gundams... besides who would need one if the other guy can crush it with his mind:

"pathetic tin can"
"eep" Crunch))

(OOC: Yeah, good idea. I watch way too much Heroes.)

"Definitely possible, too," said Mervin. "The markers might be the same, but the development could be unique." He, too, could see Jacob's displeasure. "Of course, this is nothing to be ashamed of, Prince Jacob... there's nothing wrong at all with having a talent, it's all a matter of how one uses it, right?"

(OOC: Yeah, good idea. I watch way too much Heroes.)

"Definitely possible, too," said Mervin. "The markers might be the same, but the development could be unique." He, too, could see Jacob's displeasure. "Of course, this is nothing to be ashamed of, Prince Jacob... there's nothing wrong at all with having a talent, it's all a matter of how one uses it, right?"

OOC: Yeah, that's pretty much what I had in mind. Besides, a Gundam is actually too much for Jacob to use his powers on right now.

IC: Hearing Star talk to him, she was obviously now recovered from the idea that Jacob was alive again. Star was an odd character, that much was for sure. One minute, she was demonstrating an anger that sounded as if she may have missed him, and now she was taunting his possible state as a Beta Terran.

As soon as he heard Mervin, Jacob answered, "If you're implying that I might be a Beta Terran Mervin, simply put, I am not. I know my father would never have permitted any alteration in me, and... I do not believe there are any other possibilties of me being altered." Jacob was able to accept any 'talent' that was bestowed upon him, but psychic powers and being a Beta Terran were just too much to accept, even for one of his stature.

"where did that come from!?" Commanders where asking from there mobile command posts. Radar operators quickly began calculationg tragectory to isoloate the origen of the incoming fire.

"got it commander" he rattled of co-ordanents

"redirect the artilery. use indiscrimanent fire untill marker squade can close in hold them off or we're doomed!" damn where are those re-enforcements
Unlike the artillery which relied on the use of radar/ heat sensors to try and track the beams to their origin point the long range mobile suits relied ont heir long range to protect them. Thus these units were able to have less armor for their support role to increase their ability to move and thus be more effective as long range shooters. The units reposition after each shot forcing the enemy forces to fire randomly. Thus there were relatively little casualties in the support forces that covered the retreat of the working battleships and the advance of reinforcements.
Some of the YAGERs broke off their assault on the assaulting mobile suits and instead focused on the elimination of the counterfire art. units. Again using the laser link from the battleships these units used the battleship's radar to direct their fire.


((ooc: when its alot of back and forth action that when you start throwing wrentches in plans either the other guys or you own... it keeps it interesting for example if you can find it look at my invasion of australia and the stunts bot myslef and dancougar pulled))

"sir there bugging out!"

"somethings not right."

Coments like these began filling the idle chatter over the radios as the CAS mobile suits sped off. there was a general feeling of unease the enamy retreat didn't have the feel of a victory it was a though they knew something the republic didn't

Base commanders watched as the units dissapeared off the radars edge "where are they off to in such a hurry?"

"incoming!" an officer suddenly yelled " multiple missle contacts!"

"Countermeasures!" barked the commander "Get the suits off the ground!"

his command almst came to late but as it was it wouldn't be enough to stop everything as afew of the missiels got through the missile defence screan 3/4 of the units made it off the ground as stray missiles hit the hangers and assembly areas

the base had servived... barely... it wouldn't servive another such attack with the amound of dammage it had already sustained

"where the hell did that come from" the base commander asked as he picked himself up of the floor and brushed some debreis off his uniform

"Calculating" there was a pause"... it came from... the ocean"

"What?" the commander strode over to the console

"yes sir" the officer brought up a diagram "i cant get an exact location but from somewhere along this tragectory" he moved a finger along the middle of an expanding arc out into the ocean

"get me Atlantic fleat command" it was several minutes before a signal got through

"Admeral Frost speaking"

"admeral Frost i have a pest problem i need taken care of"

"what kind of problem?"

"the underwater kind" it was the only likely explination as radar would have picked up any surface contacts and the farther out you went the more common republic naval patrols got making it harder to hide

"i see. well well have some extermanatiors out to you shortly" even in the middle of a battle zone there was room for humor even if it was the dry sarcastic kind

6th Atlantic fleat

"well well looks like we got us some new orders"

"sounds like a goose chase"

"but roast goose is good"

there was a light chuckle from the rest of the bridge crew to ease the tension "alright people lest look alive w don't have the luxery of the new Aquarious units as there still making there way through panama so well have to do this the old fasioned way with good old sonar. it shouldn't be to hard as something capable of holding mobilesuits aswell asl missils is gonig to stand out"

((ooc: go ahead and finish off the base i don't really care :) ))
((Its a hit and run attack.... i dont have to finish off the base that wasn't the point the objectives were 1: destruction of majority of the base especially sea loading/ unloading area (if the base is on the shore) and 2. the testing of the remote ballistic missile launch unit.... also i think ill be using a partisan group to harass you a little also in refrence to australia do you have tha page numbers?))
As soon as the mobile suits were back on board the underwater fleet immediately left at full speed for secure waters. The fleet, already near these waters would soon arrive and the "space" battleship would head back for Agulhas base. However, the mobile suits that made up the elite attack squadron refueled and headed out below radar level to the Secret GUNDAM research facility where they would be outfitted with the latest gundams.
[Agulhas Base, Underground naval sector]
The underground of Agulhas base contained one of the largest secret drydock and bunker facilities in the world. This facility was dedicated the the production of the most advanced CAS underwater naval ships. These ships formed the backbone of the CAS underwater navies and soon a new ship would be launched.
The CNS Protector was the most advanced underwater battleship/ carrier (or assault carrier or battlecarrier) ever created by CAS. It was also the largest and contained a large hanger for the next generation of CAS mobile suits and preparations for launch were just being completed as it awaited the shipment of mobilesuits from the factories before launching and meeting up with the yet unnammed new undersea fleet.
((OOC: Im too tired to look up the names of everything right now so i just used references))

OOC: Yeah, that's pretty much what I had in mind. Besides, a Gundam is actually too much for Jacob to use his powers on right now.

IC: Hearing Star talk to him, she was obviously now recovered from the idea that Jacob was alive again. Star was an odd character, that much was for sure. One minute, she was demonstrating an anger that sounded as if she may have missed him, and now she was taunting his possible state as a Beta Terran.

As soon as he heard Mervin, Jacob answered, "If you're implying that I might be a Beta Terran Mervin, simply put, I am not. I know my father would never have permitted any alteration in me, and... I do not believe there are any other possibilties of me being altered." Jacob was able to accept any 'talent' that was bestowed upon him, but psychic powers and being a Beta Terran were just too much to accept, even for one of his stature.

"ge-net-ics" star intoned "you know for a beta your a little slow on the up take. lets try this again Random.. Genetic... Mutation... is the core of a beta. the republics Recearch into genetis alowed us to find the marker and develop a training regime to unleash its potential. we aren't some bio-engenered super weapon grown in a lab i know that for a fact." She shuddered at the memory of her parents making her watch the vid of her birth makes me never want to have children "if we where i think they'd have filtered out any unwanted traits... like stupudity"

she had missed him strangly enough but dealing with those so called "normal" emotions was not something she was used to. she was a soldier of the republic and trained to be the perfict weapon, soldiers and weapons didn't miss people... did they?

Unlike the artillery which relied on the use of radar/ heat sensors to try and track the beams to their origin point the long range mobile suits relied ont heir long range to protect them. Thus these units were able to have less armor for their support role to increase their ability to move and thus be more effective as long range shooters. The units reposition after each shot forcing the enemy forces to fire randomly. Thus there were relatively little casualties in the support forces that covered the retreat of the working battleships and the advance of reinforcements.
Some of the YAGERs broke off their assault on the assaulting mobile suits and instead focused on the elimination of the counterfire art. units. Again using the laser link from the battleships these units used the battleship's radar to direct their fire.

((ooc: i hearby declare the base F***ed ahnialate at your leasure...))

((Its a hit and run attack.... i dont have to finish off the base that wasn't the point the objectives were 1: destruction of majority of the base especially sea loading/ unloading area (if the base is on the shore) and 2. the testing of the remote ballistic missile launch unit.... also i think ill be using a partisan group to harass you a little also in refrence to australia do you have tha page numbers?))

((ooc:in that case congrats on a sucessful test... i look forwards to our next battle just remember the 6th fleat is on the hunt.

page 11 is the begining of the end of the union))

That was true. Within the facility itself, they were free to wander around and relax. Under supervision. The gun-toting guards were hard to ignore. But there was something definitely suspicious about the entire setup. This wasn't just a detention center... it couldn't be. Even so, what did the Terrans possibly have to gain from all this?

"You think I've been passing the time by counting lines? That's cliche," sighed Cynthia. "Your painters can answer that better than me." Two hundred and sixteen black... "And to say that I'm better off here is to presume that sitting around underground all day in a fake world is preferable to feeling the sun and sand of the outback, which it isn't." Two ninety four red... "I doubt you'll level with me and tell me what exactly is going on here, but if you ever feel like it, it would be super." One hundred and eighty six green... well, this is certainly a fascinating game, doctor.

"i'm sorry you feel that way" she tried to read her expretions and failed as usual witch wasn't suprizing considering who she was dealing with and the fact that she majored in genetics not psycology "but this truly is the best place for you as we are the only ones who can help you"

there was a curt knock at the door and Benjamin entered "excuse me Doctor but this couldn't wait" he handed her a data pad

" i'm sorry dear but i'll have to cut our little chat short as i must attent to a matter the safety officers will escort you back to the dining hall i hope we can avoid any unplesentness in the future, i would have to use disiplinary messures to gain your co-operation"

the "safety officers" escorted Cynthia back to the dining hall maintaining minimum safe distance for the subject of 6 feet all the while keeping there non-lethal weapons trained on her as Dr. Gothart followed Benjamin out and down an opposet hall.

((ooc: feel free to explore interact with other "guests" just remember escape is imposable without direct outside help.

sorry spit break no operatives here everyone is hand picked even the janitors undergo a triple layer security check that and you'd have to know it existed first and star dosn't even know that... although she should ;) ))

"i'm sorry you feel that way" she tried to read her expretions and failed as usual witch wasn't suprizing considering who she was dealing with and the fact that she majored in genetics not psycology "but this truly is the best place for you as we are the only ones who can help you"

there was a curt knock at the door and Benjamin entered "excuse me Doctor but this couldn't wait" he handed her a data pad

" i'm sorry dear but i'll have to cut our little chat short as i must attent to a matter the safety officers will escort you back to the dining hall i hope we can avoid any unplesentness in the future, i would have to use disiplinary messures to gain your co-operation"

the "safety officers" escorted Cynthia back to the dining hall maintaining minimum safe distance for the subject of 6 feet all the while keeping there non-lethal weapons trained on her as Dr. Gothart followed Benjamin out and down an opposet hall.

((ooc: feel free to explore interact with other "guests" just remember escape is imposable without direct outside help.))

"Safety officers... has a nice ring to it. You certainly covered everything, doctor," smiled Cynthia. "I'll get back to you on whether or not this is best for me, though." She allowed herself to be escorted down the hall. Polite quasi-cooperation. She would see how long until they lost patience with her. Of course, she didn't want to be thrown aside before meeting her husband again, but she certainly wasn't going to play by their rules if she could help it.

In the meantime, it was time to get to know others in the facility. As one of the newbies, she was unaccustomed to the social dynamic of this grand prison. She didn't recognize anyone from the captured fleet in the mess hall, which wasn't surprising. They probably divided up groups that they brought in to discourage plotting. Not that it would've helped. Whoever was in charge of this place certainly HAD taken care of everything. Even the janitors looked like they were ready to take someone down at a moment's notice. She milled about dining hall for a moment until she was pulled in by a group of women in who had apparently already gone through this process. Two of them turned out to be Aussies from western command; perhaps they knew about Cornell...

((ooc:yes Michael Striped Daniels acess hes not getting into a washroom without a guard... that and he has a security detail after him... and johnson will still have to double check with door security before leaving plus why aren't there security cameras in a government parking lot? i would think every square inch would be covered on a closed circet system deep within the building.

and to save my sanity (while i aplod your efforts) in the future a breif explination of how the wrench got there would be nice rather than just saying "oh look wrench in plans. to bad" makes for more creative responces :) ))

OOC: bomb goes boom and Daniels escapes before it clears, as for Johnson yeah he was probably escorted to the door, as for cameras I'm just trying to make a escape, oh and just for the hell of it, theres a video tape in the parking lot. But yeah sure ill put some more detail into it, and no i don't have spies in your top secret facility just in random places people can get into easily.

OOC: bomb goes boom and Daniels escapes before it clears, as for Johnson yeah he was probably escorted to the door, as for cameras I'm just trying to make a escape, oh and just for the hell of it, theres a video tape in the parking lot. But yeah sure ill put some more detail into it, and no i don't have spies in your top secret facility just in random places people can get into easily.

((ooc: the pentagon is eazy?))

OOC: if you have a military building thats been open since the 1940's and gives tours to civilians I think it can be called easy

Upington City Outskirts, South Africa, Orange River Country


Contrary to what many believed of Africa being a barren, sand-filled landscape, the region of South Africa was a lush paradise by comparison. Rich, green valleys spun across the ground and vibrant clear rivers ran through its veins. Birds flew and sang in loud, beautiful voices as they crossed the deep blue sky. When one sat on a hilltop and reached up it was almost as if the sky would reach back in kind, a silky touch of wind and the whole world was yours. It was a land where a man could find contentment…

…until now.




The rain hid the majority of sound that was made as the Zaku maneuvered through the valley. The rocky ridge to its left hid it from the eyes of its prey and enemies. Minovsky particles slid through the air disrupting any attempts at sensory detection, a disturbance easily blamed on the rain; after all, it was fairly common in this area.

The Zaku held a long-barreled beam rifle, specially made for long range targeting. Camouflage hung from its massive metal shoulders like a cloak. Whole bushes where uprooted and placed at strategic points around its armour, changing its look and silhouette. Finally after what seemed days the Zaku crawled into a position that looked down into the neighboring valley.

Garvin Heckler sat in his suits cockpit with trepidation, and not for the first time a little bit cramped. He was large, huge, just nearly 7’ tall and muscular-lean as a tiger. His blond hair was wet with sweat and his blue eyes raced across his instruments as he piloted his mobile suit. And boy did he have a lot to worry about. He’d stalked a Republican mobile suit unit for more than four days. They had been out on a usual patrol, three Gemini models. They were a perfect opportunity for Garvin Heckler, ace sniper and mobile suit pilot extraordinaire.

He chuckled. “Mrs. Heckler’s favourite son just bagged a big one! Gee, I deserve another medal.”

Garvin lowered his Zaku into a prone position with his beam rifle extended out. From his scope he looked down into the valley and wolfishly smiled at what he saw. The three Gemini he’d been stalking were just then walking into a fenced off Republic base. Large warehouses lined the area along with a mobile suit hangar. At a rough guess there was as many as a full platoon of them, twelve Gemini types. The regular support vehicles and civilian-type transport was scattered around. A small city was further up the valley about three miles down. Upington. A nice place where Garvin had hit the pubs with his fellows not more than two weeks before.

“Activate auto targeting,” Garvin said. His computer whirled and clicked. The picture on his combat screen showed the cross hairs of his sniper-beam rifle and the image of the three Gemini slowly walking back towards their respective hangars. The cross hairs rested on the back of the last one in line. Absentmindedly Garvin remembered to write down the coordinates of the base and his best estimates on the enemy forces. If he didn’t then Catherine would be on his ass all over again. Garvin grimaced as the memory of her last heated tirade came to mind. “Crazy woman.”

Garvin focused back on his target. The foremost Gemini was entering a hangar. The other two stood waiting. Garvin flipped a switch and his beam rifle hummed into deadly life. “Sorry buddy, nothing personal,” said Garvin with a little bit of real sympathy. “Its not you, it’s just that I need to be paid and you happen to be the bacon to bring home to momma!”

He pulled the trigger on his controls and the beam rifle flared into life. With an audible blast the searing laser beam flashed forwards from across the valley, more than a mile in distance. It hit the rear Gemini in the back, just above the waist of the mobile suit, right in the cockpit area. The Gemini exploded and fell forward, crumbling into a building. The second Gemini who had been waiting to enter also moved back a bit, its jump pack starting to flare as it prepared to move quicker. Through his scope he could see its optical sensor shifting about wildly. “Poor bastard, but you’re not going anywhere!”

Garvin pulled the trigger again and his beam rifle kicked up a second time. It took the second Gemini in the high chest, blowing its mechanical head off. Its burning body fell backwards and exploded as its prepped jump pack went off. The fire consumed a nearby building.

By then the entire base was coursing into life. Search lights burst into being and men scrambled across the tarmac to reach combat stations. A couple more Gemini mobile suits stumbled out of their hangars, their assault rifles raised and ready. All was in vain however. Garvin was already up and moving back down the middle of his own valley. The rain covering his tracks as it turned the hillside to morose mud. “Damn but I feel the need to get a beer for Mrs. Heckler’s favourite boy!”

Garvin trekked down the Orange River for several hours, the rain dissipating with the coming of dawn. When he was safely out of any search range of Republican forces he activated his jump pack and sped out to sea. He flew for maybe twenty minutes before he spotted his mobile home.

The Artemis (http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/Upum/New%20MS%20Folder/catamaran.jpg) was coasting through the currents of the sea like a calm, large whale. It was a huge Catamaran Mobile Suit Carrier that Garvin’s company owned. Where his boss, Treize Alzar, got it was beyond Garvin. All he knew was that it was home and it was where he earned a butt load of money.

It came as little surprise when he suddenly received a hailing message. He opened his channel and looked into the face of Lieutenant Tyler Jones, the Company’s ace fighter pilot. His tracking flickered to life and the image of two Dopp fighters (http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/Upum/New%20MS%20Folder/dopp.jpg) came into view, out on patrol for the Artemis.

“Flying mobile suit, identify yourself,” said Lieutenant Jones.

“Oh come-on boss, you know it’s me!” replied Garvin.

Lieutenant Jones’ rough-carved face grimaced at the Zaku pilot’s comm image. “You need to follow proper military protocol Ensign Heckler.”

“Yea, yea, Sniper One reporting back from scout mission.” His voice was barely tolerable to the lieutenant but he let it slide. What could anyone do to the huge, blonde mobile suit sniper?

“Good. Catherine wants to see you when you get back for debriefing,” said Jones. “See to it you don’t piss her off this time.”

“Not that devil woman!”

Without any further complaint though Garvin piloted his mobile suit to the large carrier. He came down onto one of the landing strips, large cables shooting out and hooking him in a net to slow his descent. With a shudder he came to a halt and his Zaku stood on the ship. Garvin sighed in relief. “Another run and some more fun.”

A message box opened up on his screen and a beautiful red-haired woman with marble smooth skin glared at him. “Get into the hangar and then hurry your lazy ass down to HQ, room 12. Got it Heckler?”

“O’course chief,” replied Garvin. “Wasn’t gonna try to do anything else.”

“Good. See you in 10.” The image flicked off and Garvin went about getting his mobile suit stowed below in the hangar as the large elevator lift lowered him into the bowels of the ship and onto one of the many mobile suit decks. A group of orange garbed crewmembers were busy as bees running around. One of them guided him in with a pair of bright batons. Ten minutes later he was sitting in a old leather chair in room 12 of the HQ tower. His eternal bane of existence sat across from him reading his report and written findings from his mission.

“So you say that they don’t seem too cautious?”

“Well, they weren’t, but they should be just as busy as a bee nest now that I stirred them up,” said Heckler, a smile coming to his lips. “Gave the Reps something to think about.”

“Just as ordered,” nodded Catherine. “Good. Alright, get some rest and be there for the briefing tomorrow. The boss is going to be speaking to the crew.”

"ge-net-ics" star intoned "you know for a beta your a little slow on the up take. lets try this again Random.. Genetic... Mutation... is the core of a beta. the republics Recearch into genetis alowed us to find the marker and develop a training regime to unleash its potential. we aren't some bio-engenered super weapon grown in a lab i know that for a fact." She shuddered at the memory of her parents making her watch the vid of her birth makes me never want to have children "if we where i think they'd have filtered out any unwanted traits... like stupudity"

she had missed him strangly enough but dealing with those so called "normal" emotions was not something she was used to. she was a soldier of the republic and trained to be the perfict weapon, soldiers and weapons didn't miss people... did they?

It was true that Genetic Beta Technology was first available in the former United States of America, but many knew the technology to help create ones were more widely available in developed countries such as South Africa and Scandinavia. The question remaining, was the Royal Family itself subject to this technology? Did Jacob's Father truly want his son to be something different? Or was it... "How can I ever know?"Jacob wondered. Having a mother dying in childbirth was more than a simple problem, seeing all of the secrets Sonja Thorstein had were taken to her grave. Hoping Star would take the question seriously this time, he asked her, "Star... How did you feel when you first learned you were a Beta Terran?"

OOC: Just to make sure Kratna, what is your idea of how Beta Terrans are born? Right now everybody's under the impression that they're formed during childbirth. Did you intend for it to be a process that could be taken at any point in life?

It was true that Genetic Beta Technology was first available in the former United States of America, but many knew the technology to help create ones were more widely available in developed countries such as South Africa and Scandinavia. The question remaining, was the Royal Family itself subject to this technology? Did Jacob's Father truly want his son to be something different? Or was it... "How can I ever know?"Jacob wondered. Having a mother dying in childbirth was more than a simple problem, seeing all of the secrets Sonja Thorstein had were taken to her grave. Hoping Star would take the question seriously this time, he asked her, "Star... How did you feel when you first learned you were a Beta Terran?"

"well if always known i was difrent" star had bedun fiddling with her Beta Tag as she remanised "as a todler my parents had said that i had developed mentaly notably faster than other children able to convers in compleat sentances by the time i was two" (yes some children do that now but not normaly in compleat coherent sentances usuial ony no more than a few simple words)

"grade school was a difrent matter. after haveing taught myself how to read and write well before entering kindergarden nothing realy seemed like a chalenge and i sort have glided through grade school only really doing enough to pas any given grade although physical education classes continualy proved that my co-ordination was well above the others. at the end of the 6th grade my parents finaly grew worried about the fact that i wasn't aplying my self had took me into see several specialists and thats when i found out i really was special and not just wierd because i could do every thing better than everyone else... i was happy. the other kids had put me down because i was diffrent but now i knew i really was better then them" (the oragins of her superiority complex)

"after that i was enroled in the Sage Acadamy in florida (coughomegafacilitycough) where i was finaly challanged. the fact that i wasn't the only one was and we where all compeating for top marks was more incentive then the chalange of the work. in fact now that i think on it compeditiveness was encouraged both in the class room and on the sports feild it was the most intence 6 years of my life. even my 2 years in the Millitary acadamy while grulig in there own right had nothing on the last 6 years of my schooling"

"so toy our origional question... i was glad to find out i was a beta. it ment i was better then the little punks that picked on me as a kid... better than everyone" she unconciously pointed in the direction of adam and laku " no ones beaten me since Grade School, no one beat me in middle school... in high school and definatly not at the academy.. no one" well almost no one in the heat of the moment she had glossed over Jacobs lucky shot that had disabled the darkstar and Her and hollands draw but she did clearly remember standing over Jacobs Viking ready to pull the triger... and as much as she wanted to at the time she was strangly glad she had been called off before she could.

OOC: Just to make sure Kratna, what is your idea of how Beta Terrans are born? Right now everybody's under the impression that they're formed during childbirth. Did you intend for it to be a process that could be taken at any point in life?

((ooc: my understanding of it is that it is a latent genetic trait that occures at random but left unexploited manafests as simple genious if at all depending on the person its the republics education and training process that is designed to unleash this traits potential.

for example in your own posts youve stated that Jacob whils slightly better than everyone didn't actualy start to show true Beta Potential untill his encounter with Star in that first fight something that forced him to push past his perceaved limitations and consecutive battles pushing him farther and farther untill his most recent one with Hades simmiler with Nelson although his is more due to a computer rewriting his brain than genetic ability.

so my take is there more like Heroes in that some people have an ability but will never know unless there forced to use/discover it. rather than the co-odinators from gundam seed/desteny who where geneticaly engenered to be better

but thats my take and hey it makes sence))

OOC: "sir the rat returned"
"sqeek, sqeek, sqeek"
"OMG sir the republic has a secret beta tarren research lab!"
"We must alert the phoenix council!"
rofl

IC

Safe House, North Carolina

"I owe you one Johnson, I would rather not end up in a cell" Daniels said as he ate a hotdog "yeah but those guards that escorted me out probably saw our escape, given a few hours we will be the most wanted men in North Carolina" Johnson told him as Nichole walked in the room "I just got off the line with command, the republic is in the processes of trying to find them, there going to be digging in untill the next operation" she said to them "What are we to do?" Daniels asked "You are to lay low, the teams in the manufacturing districts are going to begin sabatoging mobile suits, the factories, and if needed taking the factories down" she told them.

Johnson just looked at her "And just how the hell did command think they would pull that off? does it look like we have people in the factories that can sabatoge while making it look accidental?" he told her as he took a cup of coffee from her hand "One of the maintenece crews in detroit are our boys, they will try and accidently short out the power while dealing with electrical in the sewer lines" she said to him as she sat down "dirty job but some one has to do it eh?" Daniel said laughing at the poor souls that hae to go into the sewers.

Petrie

"how long untill we get back? seems longer then usual" Holland asked when he got on the bridge only to find Diane already there "Holland we screwed up" Diane said to him in a stern tone "wait? what? how?" he asked shocked from hearing "Our Pentagon field agents were discovered, the republic is tracking us and if we return to HQ we will lead them right to us" she told him. Holland looked at her stuned, this was a big screw up, they screwed them selves over big time "Then what in the name of god is our next move, we can't go back, no dust or lighting storm is going to cover us" he asked with a ever increasing tone of anger.

"We are taking our cause out of africa, we are to head out into the indian ocean, and to australia were we will begin a insurgency against the republic with the help of any resistance cells we come across, we have already changed course" General Waltfeld told them both "So the Tiger moves out of the desert?" Holland joked.

"so toy our origional question... i was glad to find out i was a beta. it ment i was better then the little punks that picked on me as a kid... better than everyone" she unconciously pointed in the direction of adam and laku " no ones beaten me since Grade School, no one beat me in middle school... in high school and definatly not at the academy.. no one" well almost no one in the heat of the moment she had glossed over Jacobs lucky shot that had disabled the darkstar and Her and hollands draw but she did clearly remember standing over Jacobs Viking ready to pull the triger... and as much as she wanted to at the time she was strangly glad she had been called off before she could.

"Well shoot, you don't have to rub it in," muttered Adam.

Laku just sighed. "So it sounds like you don't really have any control over the fact that you have Beta potential... just the way you've been fighting has brought it out."

"We don't mean to insult you, but right now this is the most likely explanation for your abilities," said Mervin. "We're going to try to better understand all this as we go on, so please try to put up with me for the time being."

"We are taking our cause out of africa, we are to head out into the indian ocean, and to australia were we will begin a insurgency against the republic with the help of any resistance cells we come across, we have already changed course" General Waltfeld told them both "So the Tiger moves out of the desert?" Holland joked.

(OOC: Hoo boy, sounds like my dilapidated home front is about to see some action. Is Jagaro still around? Perhaps he and the Phoenix could link up and head over. Additionally, since Kratna's in charge of Australia now, he can commission me to come up with some assimilated Union military guys if he so chooses...)

"Well shoot, you don't have to rub it in," muttered Adam.

Laku just sighed. "So it sounds like you don't really have any control over the fact that you have Beta potential... just the way you've been fighting has brought it out."

"We don't mean to insult you, but right now this is the most likely explanation for your abilities," said Mervin. "We're going to try to better understand all this as we go on, so please try to put up with me for the time being."



occ: wow, I had to catch up 2 pages! lousy computer :headbang:

"And me too if you can. This kind of technology has existed in Europe for years, but its been kept top secret for so long."

(OOC: Hoo boy, sounds like my dilapidated home front is about to see some action. Is Jagaro still around? Perhaps he and the Phoenix could link up and head over. Additionally, since Kratna's in charge of Australia now, he can commission me to come up with some assimilated Union military guys if he so chooses...)

((i don't know about Jagaro but as for assimalated forces we'll see as you've only been conquered in the last week or so don't expect alot... but there is the turncoats of the polynesian fleat... maybe you can play with them... i'll wait and see what spitbreak does before deciding... speeking of witch))

Petrie

"how long untill we get back? seems longer then usual" Holland asked when he got on the bridge only to find Diane already there "Holland we screwed up" Diane said to him in a stern tone "wait? what? how?" he asked shocked from hearing "Our Pentagon field agents were discovered, the republic is tracking us and if we return to HQ we will lead them right to us" she told him. Holland looked at her stuned, this was a big screw up, they screwed them selves over big time "Then what in the name of god is our next move, we can't go back, no dust or lighting storm is going to cover us" he asked with a ever increasing tone of anger.

"We are taking our cause out of africa, we are to head out into the indian ocean, and to australia were we will begin a insurgency against the republic with the help of any resistance cells we come across, we have already changed course" General Waltfeld told them both "So the Tiger moves out of the desert?" Holland joked.

Omnipotence

Commander Gothart sat in her chair staring out the viewscreen at the stars and earth they had been tracking petrie for several hours while still conducting there deep scanns of the desert the republic would not stand for the phoenix going to ground after there latest attacks they would be found and they would be crushed

"ma'am' they've altered course"

she pulled out of her contemplation "where are they headed?"

"plotting now... course sugests either india or australia...or anywhere inbetween" the officer made the last coment to himself

the commander moved to the view screens "what do we have ont here previous headding?"

"not alot i'm afraid... so far deep scanns havent picked anything that isn't suposed to be--" another screen beeped as another scann came in "hold the phone..." there was a rapid typing of keys as new co ordanents where fed into the computer wich quickly ran some calculations and fitted several immages together reviling...

"i'll be damned..." there it was a masive anomalis reading in a direct line to the petries previous heading but at the zoom required to scann a 100km by 100km region it wasn't the most detailed image "zoom in i want detailed scanns of that place on the double... in the meen time call in the location"

"yes ma'am!"

((ooc: spit break hears your one chance to list your defencive/anti detection capabilities so i know how to beat them :evil: ))

occ: wow, I had to catch up 2 pages! lousy computer :headbang:

"And me too if you can. This kind of technology has existed in Europe for years, but its been kept top secret for so long."

"Oh really" star asked her tone somewhat mocking "where are the European Betas then?" the only actual peice of technology involved was the one that picked out the spacific gene sequence the rest was in the training and conditioning the pushing of it to its limits and aparently in jacobs case beyond them. it was this exploitation of a natural ability that made the Betas so dangerous

OOC: Other then my mobile suits, troops, and assorted vehicles theres mutiple CIWS guns and missile launchers, two positron cannons, and the mother of all defences, a Light wave barrier thats set to go off the moment you fire, once its up it has to manually be taken down, untill that time nothing gets in or out unless i say it does. So basicly this is how things will likely happen, you fire on me, shield blocks it, you try alpha strike, it fails, then you run out of ideas
lol

IC

"Status?" Triner asked "Light wave barrier at the ready it will protect the base and most of the near by town" the young woman responded "good it looks like we are probably going to be in here for some time when they find us, good thing most of there nuclear weapons are gone" he said looking over her shoulder at the screen. Then from the shadows came a voice "We will only be in here untill the next operation, the Petrie is heading for Australia by the time it returns they should be able to break through any blockade" the shadow then became clear as the person steped into the light "Murrue Ramius you really shouldn't scare us like that" Triner said after he jumped a little.

OOC: even if you find a way through Mu La Flaga saves me lol

OOC: Other then my mobile suits, troops, and assorted vehicles theres mutiple CIWS guns and missile launchers, two positron cannons, and the mother of all defences, a Light wave barrier thats set to go off the moment you fire, once its up it has to manually be taken down, untill that time nothing gets in or out unless i say it does. So basicly this is how things will likely happen, you fire on me, shield blocks it, you try alpha strike, it fails, then you run out of ideas
lol

((ooc: i yes i remember that... i also remember they got past it. so if you'll kindly wait i gotta flesh out my plan for taking you down :D ))

((ooc: i yes i remember that... i also remember they got past it. so if you'll kindly wait i gotta flesh out my plan for taking you down :D ))

OOC: they only got past it thanks to the Bltiz using its little disappearing trick, mine wont go down untill its all clear, including termal scans something any kind of cloak can't hide from

So it seemed like Mervin's decision to bring the pilots together to discuss things hadn't exactly gotten them to hit it off. It was anyone's guess what would happen in the next battle if they didn't come up with some coherent team strategies. Not that Star will feel like she needs the help, nor is it likely that Jacob does... he thought. Oh well, there would be time for that later. They had a few hours together to work it out as they saw fit.

For now, though, he had some time to check out the specs for the Core. It was the first time in awhile he'd been able to take a good look at it. Perhaps something could be done, but he doubted it. In order for the hull to withstand the heat generated by the reactor, they'd had to make it highly heat resistant. This made it harder to vent, though, hence the problem. They could rework the material bit by bit to make it conduct better, but then they had to worry about pieces of the armor melting off during battle. They could just cut back its operational time, but that didn't really solve the problem.

Tom flopped down next to him with his laptop in tow. "I know that I'm not much of an engineer, but surely you've given some thought to my ideas, right?"

"I never said they were bad," Mervin replied, "and I actually like a few of them. But it would take two days, round the clock manpower, and some seriously heavy equipment to pull it all off. And that's a very optimistic estimate."

"Some of it we could do right now."

"I'd rather not strip it down unless we're going to do it all. I don't want the reactor just sitting out in the hanger by itself..."

As the Petrie went out over the open water the ship rocked for a second. Holland was top side looking out at the water "To free the world quick one must be equally quick, damnit to hell we are a lone ship what in the name of god are we going to do? Australia is a waste land, Hq is going be discovered we are a full week from major operations and theres a entire republic fleet sitting out there, damnit" he said to himself as he usually would when he was alone trying to seek answers. A couple minutes later Luna walked out and joined him "getting fresh air eh Holland?" she asked him walking over beside him.

"Something like that, yeah" he told her in a rather frustrated tone "Is something wrong Holland?" she asked wondering if he was alright "Its this damn mission, we are a lone ship, a single light in a sea of darkness called the republic and we are expected to start up a insurgency in Australia" he said to her, Holland really didn't what they could pull off or what difference they could make alone behind enemy lines. Luna put her hand on his shoulder "Remember that we are the SOF, Novak, La Flaga and the other council members wouldnt have sent us if they did not believe in us" she reminded him trying to reassure him they can get the job done "Yeah your probably right, this is only the first stage of a bigger plan after all" he responded looking up into the sky.

OOC: plans, plans, more plans, NK you may be planning a way to defeat HQ but I already have your destruction on the planning table, and i still have a prisoner in the Petries brig to question. Oh and I hope you pull out a broom and clean up australia and pull out the red carpet for me lol

"well if always known i was difrent" star had bedun fiddling with her Beta Tag as she remanised "as a todler my parents had said that i had developed mentaly notably faster than other children able to convers in compleat sentances by the time i was two" (yes some children do that now but not normaly in compleat coherent sentances usuial ony no more than a few simple words)

"grade school was a difrent matter. after haveing taught myself how to read and write well before entering kindergarden nothing realy seemed like a chalenge and i sort have glided through grade school only really doing enough to pas any given grade although physical education classes continualy proved that my co-ordination was well above the others. at the end of the 6th grade my parents finaly grew worried about the fact that i wasn't aplying my self had took me into see several specialists and thats when i found out i really was special and not just wierd because i could do every thing better than everyone else... i was happy. the other kids had put me down because i was diffrent but now i knew i really was better then them" (the oragins of her superiority complex)

"after that i was enroled in the Sage Acadamy in florida (coughomegafacilitycough) where i was finaly challanged. the fact that i wasn't the only one was and we where all compeating for top marks was more incentive then the chalange of the work. in fact now that i think on it compeditiveness was encouraged both in the class room and on the sports feild it was the most intence 6 years of my life. even my 2 years in the Millitary acadamy while grulig in there own right had nothing on the last 6 years of my schooling"

"so toy our origional question... i was glad to find out i was a beta. it ment i was better then the little punks that picked on me as a kid... better than everyone" she unconciously pointed in the direction of adam and laku " no ones beaten me since Grade School, no one beat me in middle school... in high school and definatly not at the academy.. no one" well almost no one in the heat of the moment she had glossed over Jacobs lucky shot that had disabled the darkstar and Her and hollands draw but she did clearly remember standing over Jacobs Viking ready to pull the triger... and as much as she wanted to at the time she was strangly glad she had been called off before she could.



((ooc: my understanding of it is that it is a latent genetic trait that occures at random but left unexploited manafests as simple genious if at all depending on the person its the republics education and training process that is designed to unleash this traits potential.

for example in your own posts youve stated that Jacob whils slightly better than everyone didn't actualy start to show true Beta Potential untill his encounter with Star in that first fight something that forced him to push past his perceaved limitations and consecutive battles pushing him farther and farther untill his most recent one with Hades simmiler with Nelson although his is more due to a computer rewriting his brain than genetic ability.

so my take is there more like Heroes in that some people have an ability but will never know unless there forced to use/discover it. rather than the co-odinators from gundam seed/desteny who where geneticaly engenered to be better

but thats my take and hey it makes sence))

IC: It sounded similar to what Jacob had gone through. Both he and Star seemed to be different, later to learn that they both had some strange power that seperated them from normal people. Star's approach was certainly more accepting and used it to an advantage. But there were still questions lingering in Jacob's mind. If he was a Beta Terran like Star had claimed, who used the technology on him to make him who he was? Were Beta Terrans capable of doing what he had just done earlier? Those questions would have to be learned later, but hopefully Jacob could ask Star of what they were capable of later. He had to wait for later because of Rolf telling him, "My lord, I believe I should continue talking with you about our next diplomacy mission." After Mervin was done speaking.
Jacob knew what Rolf was referring to, The Army of Islam matter still had to be discussed. He left the group saying, "If you'll excuse me, I have matters to attend to."
Rolf told Roland, "Mr. Fespute, this matter concerns you as well. I believe you had best join us."

((I really need to spend more time on my character.... but Im no good at developing a character))
Four helicopters quickly flew by with mirage colloids to hide them. While it was true that several new systems were able to detect them these helicopters flew a route that would being them to their target without being detected until the end. These large helicopters discharged their cargo soon. Their cargo was the AMWs. This would end up being their first combat mission and hopefully the investment in them would be worth it.
[Kindu, Maniema province, DRC]
Kindu was one of the largest cities in Maniema and yet it only had 200,000 people. However, this was the largest city that would be against the advancing CAS forces for quite a distance. Curently the CAS forces were making there way though the quiet and barren jungle. The forces were guided by local resistance fighters that knew the land. The jungle was trecherous and the republic had made few efforts to tame it.
The four mobile suits began to attack the small base that defended it. The base was centered around the airport that formed the center of the supply route for the city. The first assault began with a barrage of missiles and the mobile suits advancing under the cover of sniper fire.
[Luanda Base, Angola, Occupied Territory]
The base previously attacked by CAS forces now came under the attack of partisans. Soon after the attack these partisans began to take up positions in the surrounding areas and with the help of CAS provided weapons would destroy it.
They began their attack with a variety of relatively outdated, but effective guided anti-tank missiles. These missiles streamed on toward the mobile suits deployed in cleaning up the base. At the same time numerous jeeps rushed the defensive perimeter firing equipped machineguns and rockets. They all rushed headlong into fire hoping to defeat the demoralized enemy forces.

OOC: plans, plans, more plans, NK you may be planning a way to defeat HQ but I already have your destruction on the planning table, and i still have a prisoner in the Petries brig to question. Oh and I hope you pull out a broom and clean up australia and pull out the red carpet for me lol

((ooc: sorry to say it but i'm haveing an imposable time trying to see how your gonig to single handedly take down the republic i can se it happening that the crew of the great white along the remanent fleet the russian revolution and there new european allies stand half a chance as they are all working together towards an end... it looks like your off in your own little storry line every sooftain adding to the main line.

i really can't see why you didn't tag along with the rest of us when you had the chance even in your own ship. uniting all the anti terran elements is by far the best method

that and the bulk of my army is still in australia so i can still throw all sorts of obsene number as you and not blink... starting with...))

66th Battle Group - Indian Ocean

"Sir incoming transmition from the Omnipotence"

"I'll take it in my office" the captain got up fom his chair and exited the bridge taking the short walk to his office and sat down in his chair activating the holo screen

"Captain Sparrow good to see you" the image of Commander Gothart said

"Rank's Laura?"

"sorry Jack things have been a little hectic up here and it looks like things are about to get interesting for you"

"oh how so?" he poured himself a cup of tea... he had always favored tea didn't like the bitternes of coffee or the fact that he had to add a tone of cream and sugar to make it any good

"we've been tracking a vessal for several hours. its about to go beyond eazy scanning range due to the earths curve so since you are in its area your being assigned to hunt it down"

He sipped his tea "a lone ship? surely a small strike group would be able to take it out."

"It belongs to the Phoenix Terrorist Group."

A normal man would have spat the tea out in shock and supprise but not Captain Jack Sparrow "I see" he paused a moment to take another calm sip of tea "we'll be sure to give them a warm welcome to the indian ocean"

"be sure you do. also the Penatence is being assigned to continue tracking form space please co-ordanate all further tactical information through Captain O'neil"

"understood"

"good hunting Jack" the screen went blank as the connection was termanated

"and you Laura" Jack sat back and finished his tea before returning to the bridge

The phoenix group had been named enemy number one and if encountered to be eliminated with extream pregadice. no quarter was to be given no warning shots... and most importantly ... no mercy

"olson inform the fleat... activate stelth options silent running... get the aquarious units in the water and in our sonar shadow... prep aries for contact... G2's to be equiped with AA options as there commanders see fit" Officers began scrambling to carry out the instructions as the captain opened the internal comms "attention all hands. the Phoenix has decided to grace us with there presence and we're going to show them why the 66th is knows as the Black Pirates. they do NOT know who theres Messing with!" A chear went up across the bridge and decks of the Black Carrier Leviathan if the phoenix wanted to go to Australia they would have to go through hell to get there

((ooc: have fun with this just remember in this part of the world i am god! :D :D and north amarica ;) now where did i put my smite button))

OOC: don't tell me you forgot already i blew up your god rod ammo, As for my ship, I don't plan to make it there, I am hoping I escape you long enough to make it to Shi-Lanka where the Petrie will be sunk and the crew will salvage what they can and fight to allied territory if possible, it would make it easier to do this if you came from the south.

IC

"General I get the feeling this ships days are numbered, theres entire republic battle groups out there, its suicide" Diane had to protest to General Waltfeld "This isn't about freeing Australia, this is about getting the republic eye of HQ long enough for the next operation to happen" He told her "If we make there then its a bonus" he quickly added turning his head to look out the window. The Phoenix was in a corner, there best team had to throw the punches to get them out, this would take some time or maybe it wouldn't it all depended on what happend next.

A normal man would have spat the tea out in shock and supprise but not Captain Jack Sparrow "I see" he paused a moment to take another calm sip of tea "we'll be sure to give them a warm welcome to the indian ocean"

(OOC: :eek: I suppose the sheer awesome of Jack Sparrow is a good counter for Mu La Fllaga... now to set up the atmosphere down under.)

People were milling about the camp as usual after a hard day's work. The shantytowns outside of the major cities were starting to get a little more built-up every day, providing a less grungy life for their inhabitants. The Terrans were already going about the business of revamping Union industries. To serve their own needs, of course. The occupying forces saw to it that the people what they needed, and maybe a bit more if they behaved themselves. The traditional training methods always worked best, after all.

Every now and then, news would roll in about the ongoing trials for the deposed government and military officers. It was unknown if the surviving troops lower in the hierarchy would be "re-educated" or not, nor was it clear if the Union's material would be left to rot or somehow incorporated into the Republic's military might. No word at all on the exploits of the Great White or Successor Fleet, but that didn't even matter right now... most of the people saw them as traitors to the peace. Further resistance would only bring further pain.

It was dangerously close to curfew, but the teenagers hanging around the general store were all huddled around a magazine of some kind which had somehow slipped through the cracks. Probably printed locally by one of the few resistance groups operating. "If they stand for what they say they do, then perhaps they might come here now that the army gave up on us?"

"Idiot, if they do that, they'll bring the war back!"

"But they have these Gundam things, right, with those they could..."

"It doesn't matter what they have, the Republic emptied China into here, man... look, those guys we had before, they were just pissed because the Terrans were cutting in on their power."

"And we believed that shit. Now we have to earn their trust back before we can get back to the way things were."

"I guess... I mean, things were pretty good before, when we cooperated with them, right?"

"Exactly! Until those idiots in Sydney ruined everything."

"In the end, that's all that's in this thing." The boy tossed the magazine aside into a muddy puddle. "Idiots showing off babes and a few wins as proof that the world is changing. They can't see the big picture."

"Oh, and you can?"

"Shut up, you know what I mean. The last thing we want is another war here, and if anything, we should be fighting for them to get back on their good side."

The boys walked away from the store, and the Terran guard standing nearby just smiled.

Yes Passion Ivan thought to himself but can it be molded there seemed to be a side enough crack in his faith in the republic but would his wedge fit "Dmitri..." the general leaned forwards and spoke in a hushed tone "what if i said i beleived you?"

it was a simple question with a hopefully not so simple answer

(OOC: Sorry for the late response, I've been busy with schoolwork and all that fun stuff. And good god does this thread move fast!)

Dmitri wasn’t sure what to say next. He had never expected someone like the general to even consider his story, let alone believe it.

“Well…” he said, still thinking about what he wanted to say, “…to be honest sir, I’m going to need more freedom and authority. If an internal rebellion like this were to happen, being a lowly sergeant really wouldn’t allow me to serve the Republic with my full potential. Of course, to advance in rank I need to prove myself worthy, but there really haven’t been any opportunities to do that lately. No offense to any of my superiors, including you sir, but quite frankly I’m getting sick and tired of dawdling around and getting no work done!”

Dmitri paused for a few seconds, his face getting very serious. “I want to prove myself, but the missions I and the rest of Wolf Squadron have had to carry out in the past few months are completely beneath us! We are all extremely talented pilots, and I know that our skills could be put to much better use out in the field, which is where we belong. However, I am fully aware that the final decision rests in your hands, and I will humbly accept any answer that you give me.”

Dmitri gulped, hoping for the best.

OOC: don't tell me you forgot already i blew up your god rod ammo, As for my ship, I don't plan to make it there, I am hoping I escape you long enough to make it to Shi-Lanka where the Petrie will be sunk and the crew will salvage what they can and fight to allied territory if possible, it would make it easier to do this if you came from the south.

((ooc: maybe tomorrow you'll see my plan for the end of HQ i just gotta finish thinking through how i'm gonna pull it off... i supose i can nail you from the south... you should really plan on going to russia but you got 9 days to do that... but i'll let you float around fir a bit... either make them really nervous or complacent))

(OOC: :eek: I suppose the sheer awesome of Jack Sparrow is a good counter for Mu La Fllaga... now to set up the atmosphere down under.)

People were milling about the camp as usual after a hard day's work. The shantytowns outside of the major cities were starting to get a little more built-up every day, providing a less grungy life for their inhabitants. The Terrans were already going about the business of revamping Union industries. To serve their own needs, of course. The occupying forces saw to it that the people what they needed, and maybe a bit more if they behaved themselves. The traditional training methods always worked best, after all.

Every now and then, news would roll in about the ongoing trials for the deposed government and military officers. It was unknown if the surviving troops lower in the hierarchy would be "re-educated" or not, nor was it clear if the Union's material would be left to rot or somehow incorporated into the Republic's military might. No word at all on the exploits of the Great White or Successor Fleet, but that didn't even matter right now... most of the people saw them as traitors to the peace. Further resistance would only bring further pain.

It was dangerously close to curfew, but the teenagers hanging around the general store were all huddled around a magazine of some kind which had somehow slipped through the cracks. Probably printed locally by one of the few resistance groups operating. "If they stand for what they say they do, then perhaps they might come here now that the army gave up on us?"

"Idiot, if they do that, they'll bring the war back!"

"But they have these Gundam things, right, with those they could..."

"It doesn't matter what they have, the Republic emptied China into here, man... look, those guys we had before, they were just pissed because the Terrans were cutting in on their power."

"And we believed that shit. Now we have to earn their trust back before we can get back to the way things were."

"I guess... I mean, things were pretty good before, when we cooperated with them, right?"

"Exactly! Until those idiots in Sydney ruined everything."

"In the end, that's all that's in this thing." The boy tossed the magazine aside into a muddy puddle. "Idiots showing off babes and a few wins as proof that the world is changing. They can't see the big picture."

"Oh, and you can?"

"Shut up, you know what I mean. The last thing we want is another war here, and if anything, we should be fighting for them to get back on their good side."

The boys walked away from the store, and the Terran guard standing nearby just smiled.

((ooc: see spit break even they think your the enamy... such a shame... i love brain washing))

(OOC: Sorry for the late response, I've been busy with schoolwork and all that fun stuff. And good god does this thread move fast!)

Dmitri wasn’t sure what to say next. He had never expected someone like the general to even consider his story, let alone believe it.

“Well…” he said, still thinking about what he wanted to say, “…to be honest sir, I’m going to need more freedom and authority. If an internal rebellion like this were to happen, being a lowly sergeant really wouldn’t allow me to serve the Republic with my full potential. Of course, to advance in rank I need to prove myself worthy, but there really haven’t been any opportunities to do that lately. No offense to any of my superiors, including you sir, but quite frankly I’m getting sick and tired of dawdling around and getting no work done!”

Dmitri paused for a few seconds, his face getting very serious. “I want to prove myself, but the missions I and the rest of Wolf Squadron have had to carry out in the past few months are completely beneath us! We are all extremely talented pilots, and I know that our skills could be put to much better use out in the field, which is where we belong. However, I am fully aware that the final decision rests in your hands, and I will humbly accept any answer that you give me.”

Dmitri gulped, hoping for the best.

"well dmitri" the general began "as attached as you are to wolf squadron you are hearby reassigned to Hammer squad wich is under my direct command along with sickle squad. you'll be assigned new quarters in a secluded part of the base and will receace special training on an alternet mobile suit design" there was a significant pause before he continued "i hope the trust i'm placing in you to keep this a secret from everyone but your new squad mates and those in Sickle is not misplaced our lives all depend on working together towards the same goal"

the phone beaped "sir Sorry to interupt but there is a private message form general crofton coming in"

"thank you sven. don't disapoint me sargent. dismissed"

Star watched as the assembled group slowly broke up eventualy leaving her and a bewildered Jaron alone Jacob had gone of with the ministers Merven had exused himself to deal with technical matters and the union pilots and moved off on there own. Jaron seemed at aloss the past couple days he had been margenly befrended by adam and nelson but with laku back they seemed to have momentarily forgoten

"looks like its just us trators now" she had gone bac to staring in awe at the Terra Frankly the fact that it had even been built scared her the sheer powwer contained in a single unit was stagering. the Darkstar and by Relation the Jade Panther where powerfull in there own right but still slightly limited by there battrey packs but it was the inital stoping power that made them so effective at what they did

the Terra and Hades where essentualy the same moddle and judging by the fact that the hades was still running at what looked like full power after watching over her and laku for 5 days spoke volumes for its power capasity and if it could last that long idle how long would it last in an all out battle? would it ever run out? where they even stopable?

of course there stopable she chided herself there still a man made machine... just a machine and like anything else thats been built it can be taken apart... peice by painfull peice. i know how you fight now hades... you wont catch me un awares again... her distraction was gon and her anger was returning... maybe now would be a good time to check on the repairs of the Darkstar

Omnipotence - training room

Tong didn't use the simulators anymore the AI just wasn't a match fot his skills infact he had stoped using it the day he was assigned the Jade Panther as the simulaters where only programed with the standared suit types units like the Jade panther just wern't worth programing in... but that was the programers... after 2 weeks of inaction he had comendeared a simulater for his personal use and had begun reprograming it with the Jade panthers configuration it had taken him the better part of the day to do it but it was finaly done

the other pilots had been going onall day about the new pilot in the number 50 spot. the top 50 containing every single Beta all 47 of them and all within about 15 points of eachother with dosens of ties tong was in the number 3 spot and the 2 above him would never enter another score as they had betrayed the republic well it was time to fix the score board

He booted up the system and the familiers screens of the Jade Panther enveloped him as LEVEL ONE came up on the screen he stood stock still as he waited for the target to aproach letting him come closer and closer untill... the unit had begun a rush from behind a terain formation but its head had barly came into view before tong had incinerated it

"holy shit" came a responce from somone watching the observation screen that was mounted above every simulator "he didn't even have his weapon drawn before!" slowly more and more pilots came to watch as tong breased through one Level after another after another as difrent senarios presented them selves with increasing dificulty untill finaly reaching Level 50 the assumed final level cause no one ever passed it

the anouncement screen faded and the topografy loaded the same sand dunes Dmitri had faced. he again stoold stock still letting his enamy come to him rather than the hunting methods of his counterparts. unles the nature of the mision demanded in tong much preferd for his enamy to come to him

one wild dager suddenly apeared from behind a sand dune its chain gun firing as tong drew his gun he also drew a beam saber wich he launched behind him as he blasted the wild dagger apart

Level compleat

"what the hell? wheres the other wild dager... he didn't kill it how did he win?"

the arguments quickly spread as the camera sloly panned to reveal all the kills starting with the smoking peices of the first mobile suit then panned to the sparking collapsed hulk of the second one the beam saber potruding from its head the angle of the handle clearly indicating that the blade had penitrated down the whole length of mobile suit.

the silence was deafening the secong one hadn't even apeared on the scanners the officers stared in abject shock few had made it that far and none had passed it for the aferage pilot it was designed as a no win situation and designed like that on purpose.

LOADING LEVEL 51 INSERT KEY TAG

Tong sliped his dog tages over his head and pluged his Beta Tag into the revealed slot. the other pilots staring in shock none of them had ever seen this level and none of them would ever fight in it

it was the Beta's playground and where they got there massive scores it was designed is such away that the pilot could actualy select the enviroment and the types of units but it was the fact that for every unit killed 2 took its place that made it a challenge for Betas and it never ended untill the pilot was killed tong made his selections of an arid platue witht he Union Dingoes including knowen variations and waited as it loaded

This time he would hunt he switched to quareaped mode and tore off quickly getting behind the lone unit and slicing it in half with the beam blades mounted on his stabalisers and skided to a halt spinig around taking off again after the 2 that would replace it he did this acouple times building up to 8 units causing the grouping algorythem to kick in making the enamy units start working as a group insted of individuals

tong crept uo on the gathers units charging the beam cannons on his back as he worked his way into a good firing position taking carefull aim and took them all out in one blast... now there where 16 units to deal with and things started getting interesting as quadraped mode was no longer eficient to deal with the numbers involved and drew his sabers charging into the regrouping forces as his dance with death comenced. units falling left and right as he moved ducking dodging weaving in and out every move another kill every kill an increaced challenge as more and more units surounded him ever so slowly pressing in on him closer and closer untill finaly by shear weight of numbers agains him he was over whelemed

Simulation

Termanated...

the other Pilots just stared blankley as the score screen apeared highlighting his old score and moving it up above Star into the number one spot with a signifcant lead over her or anyone

Tong yanked his Tag from the simulator and hung them back over his neck as he climbed out of the simulator the other pilots getting out of his way as he exited the training room

the pilots looked back at the scoor screen the new high score flashing over them mocking there inferiority

((ooc: i got bored... enjoy))

OOC: 1. Star is not going to like her high score being beaten, 2. Jack is nothing for me, I still got the kickassness of Holland Novak,the cunning of Andrew Waltfeld, not to mention the sexiness of Talho Yuki :P makes a good magazine cover. oh and don't worry I will make it to australia eventually lol

IC

"Hmm" General Waltfeld was pondering something "If the republic was tracking us don't you think a fleet would be sent to intercept us?" the captain asked "There coming alright, helm change course north, its only a hunch but if they came from the south they could cut off our retreat route back to africa, so we need to head north" he then looked over at the map of the area "How long would it take to make it to Shi-Lanka?" he asked wondering "Three maybe four hours sir" the helmsmen reported to him.

Now that things had calmed down a bit, Simms was able to turn his attention to the spy threat. By now, the detainees had probably recognized that they were the victims of an arbitrary decision. Without a formal declaration of martial law, his actions weren't exactly legal. He would take responsibility once they linked up with the admiral.

"So, have we managed to get anything on these people?" he asked his security chief.

"Just two, we think," he replied. "The engineering team was sifting through Grant's kit for spare equipment and ran across the gun that Crofton was told to set aside. We've already confirmed it's the same one."

"I'm sure there are plenty of ways for him to explain that away," sighed Simms, "but I suppose our weapons protocols should get him, right?"

"Depends on what lie he uses... excuse me, that was inappropriate."

"That's fine. And the other?"

"It's Pierce, they're looking into it now..."

In the hanger, Mervin and Tom were still chatting about the Core, when Tom remembered the reason he'd stopped by to begin with. "Ah, right, so about that account you set up for Pierce..." He reached into his bag and pulled out Mervin's laptop. "So, I don't know why, but she ran all of her work through some sort of encryption scheme."

"There'd be no need to do that if she were really a team player, yes?" asked Mervin, coolly.

"No, certainly not," answered Tom, "and what's worse is that unless I know exactly what algorithm she used to encrypt it, there's no real point in my trying to recover what she dug up. I'd assume it's useful given that she tried to hide it from us."

"If only there were some way to recover her terminal sessions, we would know what commands she used," said Mervin. "If you knew that much, you could reverse what she did, right?"

"In principle, but since she was working locally on your laptop, the logs have been encrypted along with the rest of her stuff," Tom frowned. "The only possible way around that would be..."

"... If I had a hardware keylogger?"

Tom's face was a blank slate. "You sneaky son of a bitch!"

OOC: 1. Star is not going to like her high score being beaten

((ooc: that was more or less the point))

"Hmm" General Waltfeld was pondering something "If the republic was tracking us don't you think a fleet would be sent to intercept us?" the captain asked "There coming alright, helm change course north, its only a hunch but if they came from the south they could cut off our retreat route back to africa, so we need to head north" he then looked over at the map of the area "How long would it take to make it to Shi-Lanka?" he asked wondering "Three maybe four hours sir" the helmsmen reported to him.

Pennatence

Just because the Petrie couldn't see anyone watching them didn't meen no one was watching. the pennatence had been observing and co-ordinating fleat movements leaving a wide gap that could be closed in an instant with the 66th the focal point it was just a matter of time before the reap snapped shut and one threat would be eliminated

"sir there changing course again"

"Understould is anyone in there path?"

"no sir the 66th has been maintaining distance just south of them the 47th east and the 53rd and 82nd to the west north is clear"

"very good inform the 66th they have a go"

Carrier Laviathan - 66th battle group

" there you have it men... increase speed to close in on them maintain silent running and stealth options i don't want them to know we're coming until they feel us breathing down there necks"

the 66th crept forwards closing the gap as the other groups moved in from the sides in an hour the Phoenix would sing its last song

Outside the Phoenix HQ

this is insane he thought to himself rideing a camel into an enamy base. but it is the only method likely to be ignored

his entire team had taken up th guise of a group of nomads there mission was to meet up with operatives that had gotten inside during the cairo evacuation and from there bring down the base defences.

the energy reading being picked up by the omniotence sugested something more powerfull then the obseanly visibal defence turents and as usul the unknown worried the republic

"whats your busness here" a gate guard asked

"we need supplie... rest camels... yes?" Bupreit said said in broken english with a heavy Aribic accent. if the gurds were worth there spit they'd switch to aribic and bubreit would loose his advantage he really did speak very good english afterall being a Member of S.O.8 and of east indian background along with hi entire team they fite perfictly into there roles as nomads and since they where nomads there was no way to check there id's... it was the perfict cover

OOC: Tis a shame the evecuies where sent into town :P

The gaurds just looked at them and one pointed to a sign printed in arabic that said "لا توجد اي خدمة مدنيه مدخل" he then pointed to the town near the water before walking away to a hill of sand. There were atleast a dozen visable guards and god only knows what under the sand. The hanger door was closed and covered by sand, there was only a few ways in left, all were guarded. The phoenix may be a resistance group but all bases especially HQ are run like any military base if civilians are let in they are guarded and contained, beyond that they are sent to the town near the water.

OOC: The sign says No civilian entrance

Petrie

They were only a hour or two from from Shi-Lanka they could see indias southern tip over the horizen. What they didn't know was the republic was watching them, waiting like a wolf stalking its pray before it jumps in and goes for a singling killing blow to the neck. Holland was by now in the hanger, making sure his MS was ready to fight at a moments notice.

OOC: Tis a shame the evecuies where sent into town

((ooc: somehow i missed that... new plan))

Petrie

They were only a hour or two from from Shi-Lanka they could see indias southern tip over the horizen. What they didn't know was the republic was watching them, waiting like a wolf stalking its pray before it jumps in and goes for a singling killing blow to the neck. Holland was by now in the hanger, making sure his MS was ready to fight at a moments notice.

((ooc: somany ways to kill you but how to start... oh are you water bound or hovering above it?))

((ooc: somehow i missed that... new plan))



((ooc: somany ways to kill you but how to start... oh are you water bound or hovering above it?))

OOC: really the only thing you can do is surround me and hope i come out sooner or later, and it hovers above, Scale system def is...

A propulsion system which uses the vibrations of tiny scales to move through water, sand, or loose soil. Unlike a conventional screw propeller it allows an underwater vehicle to move in any direction with equal ease. On the ground, this scale system allows ZAFT's land battleships to cruise through desert sands as if they were sailing through water

"well dmitri" the general began "as attached as you are to wolf squadron you are hearby reassigned to Hammer squad wich is under my direct command along with sickle squad. you'll be assigned new quarters in a secluded part of the base and will receace special training on an alternet mobile suit design" there was a significant pause before he continued "i hope the trust i'm placing in you to keep this a secret from everyone but your new squad mates and those in Sickle is not misplaced our lives all depend on working together towards the same goal"

the phone beaped "sir Sorry to interupt but there is a private message form general crofton coming in"

"thank you sven. don't disapoint me sargent. dismissed"

Dmitri stood in awe. Did he really hear what he thought he heard? Reassigned to a squad under the direct command of the general himself? He had been hoping for a promotion of some sort, but this was even better.

Now Wolf Squadron will be able to show its true potential.

Dmitri tried to remain calm and collected, but he couldn’t hide the huge grin that appeared on his face. “Thank you for this opportunity sir, you can count on me. I guarantee that you won’t regret this decision.”

After saluting the general, Dmitri quickly walked out of the room and broke out into a run once he got into the hallway. Dodging and weaving through dozens of workers and soldiers, he finally made it to the bar where he knew Alexei would be. Sure enough, he was right; Alexei was sitting at a table near the back with Andrei and Boris, two other pilots in Wolf Squadron. Dmitri walked up to the table and was greeted warmly by his squad mates.

“Morning, Dmitri,” Alexei said after taking a swig from his mug, “you sure look happy, mind telling us what’s up?”

“I can’t talk about it here, there’s too many people,” whispered Dmitri, “do me a favor and round up everyone from the squad, and tell them to meet up at my room as soon as possible, understand?”

“Ooh, sounds important,” joked Alexei, getting a laugh from Andrei.

“Oh, grow up you two,” grumbled Boris, who then looked up at Dmitri, “you can count on us sergeant, I’ll make sure these two idiots get the job done.”

“Thanks,” replied Dmitri, who quickly headed off to his room.

It took thirty minutes for all of Wolf Squadron to arrive at Dmitri’s room, with everyone going in at different times. Boris was the first to arrive, accompanied by Philip. Boris was an intimidating man, standing at a towering 6’ 3’’ and having the physique of a professional athlete. His crew cut and 5 o’clock shadow, along with his famous “serious business” look on his face gave off the impression of a hardened soldier. Philip, on the other hand, was a measly 5’ 4’’ and was scrawnier than most. His dark brown hair was always unkempt and he kept his glasses on all the time, making him look like a stereotypical bookworm.

The three of them chatted for a few minutes before three others came into the room. The first to go in was Andrei, who stood at an average 5’8’’ and had a regular build. His long blond hair covered his eyes and it seemed like he always had a smile on his face, with today being no exception. Following him were Nikolai and Nikita, two identical twins who were 6’ 0’’ with short blond hair and lean physiques.

Having enough people, the group started a 4 player card game of Durak, with the twins sitting out for the first round. The remaining four squad members came into the room just a few minutes after the start of the game, with Alexei being the first. The blond, curly-haired joker barged into the room shouting, “How’s everyone doing?!” which was responded to with a number of insults and curses. The young man was just short of Dmitri height wise, even though he often insisted that he was just as tall, if not taller, than Dmitri was.

The three remaining members, all female, arrived shortly after Alexei. Lana was of average height, being around 5’ 6’’, and her slender figure and attractive face often caught the eyes of her male colleagues. Her figure, along with her long chestnut hair and silky smooth skin made her the envy of all the female soldiers at the base. Nadia was quite different from Lana; she was unusually tall at 5’ 10’’ and lacked the charm that Lana seemed to have perfected. She had short blond hair and was quite muscular; all of these factors made people question whether she was related to Boris. Alisa was a very average girl, both height and figure wise, standing at 5’ 7’’. Her wavy blond hair, deep blue eyes, and even her appearance were similar to her older brother’s, Alexei.

As soon as everyone was in the room and they finished the last Durak game, Dmitri asked for everyone’s attention.

“Alright everyone, you’re probably wondering why I asked you all to attend this meeting.”

“Damn straight, I should still be drinking!” shouted Alexei.

“Let Dmitri talk…” said Alisa timidly.

“Honestly, man...” began Nikolai.

“…show the sergeant some respect,” finished Nikita.

Dmitri cleared his throat. “I have some big news for everyone…” he paused for dramatic effect, “we’ve been reassigned to a new squad, Hammer Squadron. It’s a top secret special operations unit that…well I’m not quite sure what it does yet, but I’m sure we’ll find out in due time. We’ll be receiving new mobile suits and will undergo special training for actual combat; our days of escorting officers and guarding bases are finally over!”

“Well,” he said, looking around the room, “what do you all think?”

Dmitri was surprised to see that not everyone was as enthusiastic as he was about this turn of events. The only person who had the reaction that he wanted was Alexei, who was beaming.

“Finally! Maybe now we’ll actually be able to fight for the Republic!”
“Wait,” said Philip, appearing concerned, “Hammer Squadron? How come I’ve never heard of this before?”

“Like I said, it’s completely secret. Only the general, the rest of Hammer Squadron, and Sickle Squadron know about this,” replied Dmitri.

“Hammer and Sickle Squadrons, huh?” Philip furrowed his brow, “why does that sound familiar…”

“In any case, this should be a nice change of pace,” piped up Andrei, “I was getting tired of just sitting on my ass all day anyways.”

“Sounds good,” said the twins in unison.

Boris, Nadia, and Alisa all nodded in agreement.

“Well, you’re the boss,” said Lana, “although I am going to miss all the leisure time we’ve gotten this past year.”

“Philip?” Dmitri said, waiting for the last approval.

“Fine by me,” he said, defeated, “although I still don’t think it’s the best idea…”

“Well then, that settles it! Remember, everything I’ve told you is confidential, so tell absolutely no one about it. Understand?”

Everyone nodded.

“Good, dismissed!”

IC: It sounded similar to what Jacob had gone through. Both he and Star seemed to be different, later to learn that they both had some strange power that seperated them from normal people. Star's approach was certainly more accepting and used it to an advantage. But there were still questions lingering in Jacob's mind. If he was a Beta Terran like Star had claimed, who used the technology on him to make him who he was? Were Beta Terrans capable of doing what he had just done earlier? Those questions would have to be learned later, but hopefully Jacob could ask Star of what they were capable of later. He had to wait for later because of Rolf telling him, "My lord, I believe I should continue talking with you about our next diplomacy mission." After Mervin was done speaking.
Jacob knew what Rolf was referring to, The Army of Islam matter still had to be discussed. He left the group saying, "If you'll excuse me, I have matters to attend to."
Rolf told Roland, "Mr. Fespute, this matter concerns you as well. I believe you had best join us."

"Yes, this matter must be put forward," Roland replied.
"The answer to Ms. Lynde's question is that no one really knows where the European Betas are, but they do exist."
Suddenly...he heard a beep, he obviously just recieved a text.....

The message read:

ALEX WILL BE WITH YOU IN A FEW DAYS. I HAVE SOME NEW STUFF FOR YOU AS WELL AS SOMEONE TO ACCOMPANY HIM.
GOOD LUCK
PREZ.

"Ahh yes, Alex Rander, the president must know we are going on a dangerous mission. I know that im in my late thirties, so I met Alex about 6 or 7 years ago. He will be of help in our quest to the Army of Islam, and he also must have sent some new gadgets and someone else to accompany us."

"But alas, we must get to work."

"Yes, this matter must be put forward," Roland replied.
"The answer to Ms. Lynde's question is that no one really knows where the European Betas are, but they do exist."
Suddenly...he heard a beep, he obviously just recieved a text.....

The message read:

ALEX WILL BE WITH YOU IN A FEW DAYS. I HAVE SOME NEW STUFF FOR YOU AS WELL AS SOMEONE TO ACCOMPANY HIM.
GOOD LUCK
PREZ.

"Ahh yes, Alex Rander, the president must know we are going on a dangerous mission. I know that im in my late thirties, so I met Alex about 6 or 7 years ago. He will be of help in our quest to the Army of Islam, and he also must have sent some new gadgets and someone else to accompany us."

"But alas, we must get to work."

Rolf told Roland, "Very well then. I hope to learn more things about Mr. Rander."

Jacob's Room

Rolf told Jacob, "My lord, I know you do not wish to ally us with a terrorist group as low as the Army of Islam, but the fact of the matter is that we have not heard from the Twilight Phoenix in a long while after learning of them being driven out of the Suez. What other choice do we have?"
Jacob told Rolf, and made sure Roland heard as well, "I still do not think it wise to ask for alliegance with the Army of Islam simply because they oppose the Republic like we do. The days of blind alliances are over Rolf, all opposers of the Republic should have a united stance on how to stand against oppresion. A group that resorts to destroying Republic locations as well as taking the lives of innocents should never be as influential as it is now."
Rolf knew Jacob would not budge on the issue, so he suggested, "If you feel the motives are not so approvable my lord, perhaps you should join us in discussing matters with them and set up new standards for them."
Jacob answered, "...Very well then... I shall."

Now Wolf Squadron will be able to show its true potential.

((ooc: i had origionaly intended for only Dmitri to be transfered but oh well this thiss works... good job on the member discriptions))

Sasha had awoken early the next morning wich was suprising considering what had been on her mind and how late it had kept her up. she was an office clerk by profession and one of little note at that, but it was the patriotisem that her father had instilled in her for mother russia and now she was being presented witht he opertunity to do something about it

it had taken her most of the night but she had decided what she would do. she got out of bed and tresed for the cold russian winter before heading down to the kitchen where she found her father already up and sipping a fresh cup of Tea and reviewing some documents form work

"good morning father" she said as she leaned down to kiss his fore head.

"ahh good morning Zaichik" Pyter said looking up from his papers "i didn't hear you come down"

"that place is affecting your hearing then" she chided as she poured her own cup of tea and began prepairing her breakfast

Pyter chuckled "indeed it has"

SashaPlaced several saussages in a pan and placed them on the stove to heat up as she grabbed some eggs she was making extra because knowing her father he wont have eaten yet and hermother would be down soon due to as her and her brothers joked there mothers "sixth sence" when it came to her kitchen it seemed she always knew when one of them was getting into things and was instantly there to chase them out

"Have you though about what we discused last night?"

Sasha paused in turning the sausages and turned to face her father" i have... ive decided i'll join you"

Pyter stood and embraced his only daughter " i'm so proud of you. knowing full well hoe dangerous it will be yet still willing... i only wish your brothers could have accepted there haritage as redaly as you"

((ooc: i'll post more later... way to tired to think))

((and its later))

the pir talked untill pyters wife natasha came down and they ate breakfast together before Pyter and Sacha departed for there jobs together as the puled out Sasha diled her old job "hello Ingred i'm orry to tell you that i've found new employment.. no no its nothing like that i just felt the need to expand my experiences.... yes... i'll be by to gather my things... thanks again"

it was a short ride to her previous job and from there to the reclamation facility whrer things had Progressed farther overnight than anyone had expected

"at this pace we should be able to shace a couple day off our etamet" mykal told Pyter and Sasha after the introductions had been made and pyter vouched for his daughter

"what about the spare cockpits for training?"

if our estamets are acurate we should have a couple for the general by this after noon maybe sooner... the dedication the men are puting into this progect is unbeleaveable... if only they worked this hard everyday"

they had pulled 26 of th more intact Tartars and placed them in the empty warehouses to be wouked on... the standared squad had 12 units in it but there where going to attempt to customise 2 with spare parts from the old hardware lying around such as liner cannons from older model tanks Missile launchers Heavy cannons and artilery peices... unfortunatly Beam technolagy was still new enough that they where all still in active use by every branch o the milliary so they would have to be content with Kinetic weapons for the time being it was hoped that they could quickly gain some allies to either supply them with ammo at the least or the much needed upgraded weapons... the only thing they ha going for them would b the element of suprise and that would have to be enouh to gain there first victory or they would be doomed

Novogorad base

While the rest of the ase was preparin for operations in scandivavia the re assigned and renamed squads of hammer and sickle sat idle in there bunkers as they where refited with knew red and gold flight suits rather then the standared orange and white of the republic along with new unifors to match the flight suits weither or not they knew it the where alredy being re outfited for there role as the vanguard of the rebellion... for now it was hoped that the eplination and cover of special squads would be enough

OOC: And so it begins

"There it is general, Shi-Lanka though I don't know why you want to go here, the Tamel are still active and the place has been in a state of anarchy because of the constant fighting between the Tamel and the republic" the captain told Waltfeld as she looked out at the now clearly visable island not far from the ship now. Little did they know the wolf was about to strike at the neck.

OOC: And so it begins

"There it is general, Shi-Lanka though I don't know why you want to go here, the Tamel are still active and the place has been in a state of anarchy because of the constant fighting between the Tamel and the republic" the captain told Waltfeld as she looked out at the now clearly visable island not far from the ship now. Little did they know the wolf was about to strike at the neck.

it was a precision strike

using targeting data provided by the Pennatence every long-range gun in the 66th fleat opened fire as the Leviathan emptyed her squad of aries into the air along with the squads from the 4 other carriers in the fleat (for numbers thats 60 aries) the squads seperted and moved in on seperate attack vectors for each squad but that wasn't the worst part

the Petrie may have used a scale system for prepultion but it was still floating on the water (i looked it up... your so not hovering i also looked up your lightwave barrier but i'll deal with that later) and that was a very bad thing as the Aquarious units crept out from the sonar shadows of the larger vessels and moved to intercept launching there full armament as soon as target lock was aquired

if they where lucky the aries pilots wouldn't see much action as the ship would hopefully be sunk by the time they got there wich would only be a couple minutes

(again the numbers:

60 aries on multiple attack vectors
24 aquarious underwater units X 4 torps each = 96 incoming torpedoes

and thats not even the full complememt of the 5 carriers but we'll see how it goes as it is your largly screwed its next to imposible to countermesure away 96 torpedoes and once the units close... well its not going to be pretty)

TP HQ

so there ruse didn't they wornt worried they had still gotten close enough to see what they needed to see and as soon as there where beyound earshot they pulled out there maps and began marking locations and relaying gco-ordenents and come night fall a team would be sneeking back into the hills surounding it to "paint" the targets

if everything went acording to plan... and even if it didn't the phoenix was in for a rough night

((ooc btw i have a plan for getting around night vision goggles along with a plan to fool IR so have fun :D))

Rolf told Roland, "Very well then. I hope to learn more things about Mr. Rander."

Jacob's Room

Rolf told Jacob, "My lord, I know you do not wish to ally us with a terrorist group as low as the Army of Islam, but the fact of the matter is that we have not heard from the Twilight Phoenix in a long while after learning of them being driven out of the Suez. What other choice do we have?"
Jacob told Rolf, and made sure Roland heard as well, "I still do not think it wise to ask for alliegance with the Army of Islam simply because they oppose the Republic like we do. The days of blind alliances are over Rolf, all opposers of the Republic should have a united stance on how to stand against oppresion. A group that resorts to destroying Republic locations as well as taking the lives of innocents should never be as influential as it is now."
Rolf knew Jacob would not budge on the issue, so he suggested, "If you feel the motives are not so approvable my lord, perhaps you should join us in discussing matters with them and set up new standards for them."
Jacob answered, "...Very well then... I shall."

"This is quite true, defeating the Republic and taking innocent civilians are two compleatly different things. I honestly think not all people and citizens in the Republic are evil and enjoy the imperalistic ways of their government. I mean, take Ms. Lynde or Jaron for example, so that must mean that their are more people like them out their, but are afraid to speak out against Terra."

"This is quite true, defeating the Republic and taking innocent civilians are two compleatly different things. I honestly think not all people and citizens in the Republic are evil and enjoy the imperalistic ways of their government. I mean, take Ms. Lynde or Jaron for example, so that must mean that their are more people like them out their, but are afraid to speak out against Terra."

((ooc: *cough*russia*cough*... *innocent whistle*))

Laboratory G (Somewhere in Siberia)

An old man in a lab coat stood in front of a huge wall-mounted computer screen with a large console just underneath it. The room had no light source other than the faint blue glow emitting from the screen. The only thing that could be heard was the faint buzzing of the supercomputer in the back of the room and the sound of the man writing down notes onto his clipboard. Every few seconds, the man would look up at the screen and then look back down at his clipboard to scribble something down. This continued for several minutes until he saw something on the screen that he clearly hadn’t expected. The man’s mouth hung open and his eyes were open with surprise. He hastily scribbled something down, walked up to the console, typed in a few commands, and looked back up at the screen.

“Interesting…” he said to himself.

The man quickly walked out of the room and passed several other scientists in the hallway before finally reaching his destination, a door with a large sign above it stating “Authorized Personnel Only”. The man dug into his lab coat pocket and took out a keycard which he swiped past a scanner located right of the doorway. As the machine beeped, he arched forward and opened his right eye as widely as he could, allowing it to be scanned. The machine beeped again and the door opened; as the man walked inside the door immediately closed behind him.

The room he was now in was quite small and just as dark as the previous one. There was a console and a wall-mounted screen a few yards in front of him, a large chamber on the left side of the room, and a several file cabinets lining the right wall. Another man was in the room, typing away on the console and staring up at the large screen.

“Hey Maslov!” shouted the first man.

Maslov yelled in surprised and turned around, identifying the newcomer.

“Damn it Korovin, you crazy old man!” he yelled, “Don’t scare me like that; you know how creepy it is already with all the lights off at this damned facility!”

Korovin grumbled to himself, “Well then maybe you shouldn’t have taken the job.”

He handed over his clipboard to Maslov. “Here, take a look at this.”

Maslov took the clipboard and skimmed the page. He looked up, confused.

“So there’s a new number 50, what’s the big deal? It’s probably just a new Beta.”

Korovin shook his head. “No, I checked. This one’s an Alpha.”

Maslov’s eyes shot open and he nearly dropped the clipboard. “What, are you sure?”

Korovin smiled and nodded.

“You know what this means, don’t you? We’ve found our G-3!”

“Not so fast,” said Korovin, “we should observe him first and make sure that he’s actually capable of being one of them. Not to mention making sure that he can keep up with G-1 and G-2.”

“Well it’s not like they’re that much better than he is, I mean, they are ranked 48 and 49 on the list.”

“Even so, keep a close eye on him. We have to make absolutely sure that his skills are refined enough.”

“Fine, I’ll get on it right away," said Maslov, turning back to continue his work.

Korovin left the room and walked slowly down the hallway.

Well Mr. Sidorov, I hope you don’t disappoint me…

((ooc btw i have a plan for getting around night vision goggles along with a plan to fool IR so have fun :D))

OOC: hope thats not the best you've got

Shells began falling around the "All hands to battle stations we are under attack I repeat all hands to battle stations" the captain ordered. However most were at there stations already "How many?" Holland asked as he got in his MS "Unknown there numbers keep growing we have more then 40 coming in from the air on multiple vectors, and we got incoming water mobile suits" Mayrin told him and the other two pilots.

The trio launched from the ship "Diane get down there and take on those water suits, Luna top side with me we have to shoot down those flyers" Holland ordered around to them. The ship then began firing its missiles,main, and secondary guns to shoot down the incoming air MS.

HQ

The guards watched as the men walked away, stopped talked and continued on "This is gate five area clear, motion sensors show nothing" a man reported on the radio "Microphones show all quiet we are 100% clear, camera scas and guards show clear there is no one (And i do mean no one)" they then all relaxed "Well we have nothing coming in and nothing going out now, bring the guards in" Triner asked. The man complied and ordered the guards to come in, it didn't take long for the enterences to be closed and covered with rock and sand "the mountain is sealed sir" a different officer reported. Triner looked at a screen "Well activate the shield now, republic wont see it until night fall any way" Triner ordered. The young woman looked at him "roger, bringing from standby to active mode" she then pressed a few buttons and then the shield activated the entire mountain was now protected from attack, the shield only extended a couple feet from the base of the mountain once night came it would be a pretty sight to see.

OOC: you didn't think i would put it up before a attack now did you

OOC: hope thats not the best you've got

((ooc: what 84 mobile suits and constent bombardment not enough?))

Shells began falling around the "All hands to battle stations we are under attack I repeat all hands to battle stations" the captain ordered. However most were at there stations already "How many?" Holland asked as he got in his MS "Unknown there numbers keep growing we have more then 40 coming in from the air on multiple vectors, and we got incoming water mobile suits" Mayrin told him and the other two pilots.

The trio launched from the ship "Diane get down there and take on those water suits, Luna top side with me we have to shoot down those flyers" Holland ordered around to them. The ship then began firing its missiles,main, and secondary guns to shoot down the incoming air MS.

the moment they exited dosens of target locks where aquired and a volly was fired at the 3 Mobile suits and missiles screemed in from all directions. the aries paired off after launching there missile volly breaking into 30 strike teams interchangably flying strafing runns on the ship or making passes at hollend and luna never engaging in close combat and never staying dedicated to one target and never staying still dodging missiles and gunfire all the while

underwater was a slightly difrent story as the Torpedoes Began impacting on the hull as the aquarious units closed the gap

"new contact" one of the pilots anounced as diane hit the water his voice calm "single mobile suit"

"break formation" the Captain incharge ordered in the same calm tone "suround and destroy" one mobile was no threat to 24 suits working in there element

while all this was going on the fleat continued to move in stelth no longer nesicary in afew minute the would acheave normal combat distance and then the fun would truly begin if there was even anything left.

((ooc: Numerical and tactical superiority are mine... you might have 3 decked out mobile suits with several guns a peice but hollands the only one who even stands a chance... oh and dont forget about my 96 torpedoes :P))

HQ

The guards watched as the men walked away, stopped talked and continued on "This is gate five area clear, motion sensors show nothing" a man reported on the radio "Microphones show all quiet we are 100% clear, camera scas and guards show clear there is no one (And i do mean no one)" they then all relaxed "Well we have nothing coming in and nothing going out now, bring the guards in" Triner asked. The man complied and ordered the guards to come in, it didn't take long for the enterences to be closed and covered with rock and sand "the mountain is sealed sir" a different officer reported. Triner looked at a screen "Well activate the shield now, republic wont see it until night fall any way" Triner ordered. The young woman looked at him "roger, bringing from standby to active mode" she then pressed a few buttons and then the shield activated the entire mountain was now protected from attack, the shield only extended a couple feet from the base of the mountain once night came it would be a pretty sight to see.

OOC: you didn't think i would put it up before a attack now did you

((ooc: you don't think i'm carying all my eggs in one basket now do you... a simple delay besides you can't keep it up for ever if that was posable artimis would never have fallen so... i'll see you in the morning :P... or sooner depending on your max running time... this so isn't over))

((ooc: what 84 mobile suits and constent bombardment not enough?))



the moment they exited dosens of target locks where aquired and a volly was fired at the 3 Mobile suits and missiles screemed in from all directions. the aries paired off after launching there missile volly breaking into 30 strike teams interchangably flying strafing runns on the ship or making passes at hollend and luna never engaging in close combat and never staying dedicated to one target and never staying still dodging missiles and gunfire all the while

underwater was a slightly difrent story as the Torpedoes Began impacting on the hull as the aquarious units closed the gap

"new contact" one of the pilots anounced as diane hit the water his voice calm "single mobile suit"

"break formation" the Captain incharge ordered in the same calm tone "suround and destroy" one mobile was no threat to 24 suits working in there element

while all this was going on the fleat continued to move in stelth no longer nesicary in afew minute the would acheave normal combat distance and then the fun would truly begin if there was even anything left.

((ooc: Numerical and tactical superiority are mine... you might have 3 decked out mobile suits with several guns a peice but hollands the only one who even stands a chance... oh and dont forget about my 96 torpedoes :P))



((ooc: you don't think i'm carying all my eggs in one basket now do you... a simple delay besides you can't keep it up for ever if that was posable artimis would never have fallen so... i'll see you in the morning :P... or sooner depending on your max running time... this so isn't over))

OOC: I was refering to your tricks at HQ

"Damnit, to many of them" Holland said firing at any suit that was in range of his weapons, he then saw tropedos impact the ship as it shoot he and Luna lost balance for a moment "Hull breach sealing emergency bulkheads" One CIC officer reported on the bridge "Incoming missiles, to many to intercept" another yelled out. Missles slammed into the ship destroying several guns and causing heavy damage. Under the water Diane had a tiny bit better odds, not only did she have a working under water weapon but she had a melee weapon as well. She opened fire on the enemy units with her rail runs, since they used electro magnets to propell the shells there were no worries, she also shot at the torpedos that she estimated to be going 41 knots. To fast to get more then one shot in so she had to make any shots count. She dodged another three torpedos seconds later, those torpedos continued on hitting the ship "Damage reaching 40% sir we are loosing power to the engines" CIC reported.

OOC: oh no not at all, as for artimes, they only got taken down because they let it down when there sensors didn't see enemies, I'm keeping mine up enemies or not, atleast till morning

Laboratory G (Somewhere in Siberia)He handed over his clipboard to Maslov. “Here, take a look at this.”

Maslov took the clipboard and skimmed the page. He looked up, confused.

“So there’s a new number 50, what’s the big deal? It’s probably just a new Beta.”

Korovin shook his head. “No, I checked. This one’s an Alpha.”

Maslov’s eyes shot open and he nearly dropped the clipboard. “What, are you sure?”

Korovin smiled and nodded.

“You know what this means, don’t you? We’ve found our G-3!”

“Not so fast,” said Korovin, “we should observe him first and make sure that he’s actually capable of being one of them. Not to mention making sure that he can keep up with G-1 and G-2.”

“Well it’s not like they’re that much better than he is, I mean, they are ranked 48 and 49 on the list.”

“Even so, keep a close eye on him. We have to make absolutely sure that his skills are refined enough.”

“Fine, I’ll get on it right away," said Maslov, turning back to continue his work.

Korovin left the room and walked slowly down the hallway.

Well Mr. Sidorov, I hope you don’t disappoint me…

((ooc: intreging... makes me wounder what exactly your doing... its not Beta work the republic screans for that))

"Damnit, to many of them" Holland said firing at any suit that was in range of his weapons, he then saw tropedos impact the ship as it shoot he and Luna lost balance for a moment "Hull breach sealing emergency bulkheads" One CIC officer reported on the bridge "Incoming missiles, to many to intercept" another yelled out. Missles slammed into the ship destroying several guns and causing heavy damage. Under the water Diane had a tiny bit better odds, not only did she have a working under water weapon but she had a melee weapon as well. She opened fire on the enemy units with her rail runs, since they used electro magnets to propell the shells there were no worries, she also shot at the torpedos that she estimated to be going 41 knots. To fast to get more then one shot in so she had to make any shots count. She dodged another three torpedos seconds later, those torpedos continued on hitting the ship "Damage reaching 40% sir we are loosing power to the engines" CIC reported.

the odd aries was ocasionaly destroyed by holland's perfict aim when he did fire but it wouldn't be enough to turn the tide as the remaining mobile suits fired there missiles at the petrie picking off the remaining guns when locks where aquired.

the 2 mobile suits standing on the deck where not considered a threat yet but in a few moments when the shipd deck guns where finaly nutralized the combined firepower would be enough to eliminate there resistance

it was a simple mater for the aquarious units to dodge the shots from the rail guns as water resistance would limit its evectiveness and they quickly closed beam sabers drawn as a half dosen closed for the kill from all sides while six circled to move in if one fell the other 12 began there grusem work cutting apart the hull carving masive chunks out of it... it wouldn't be long before the whole thing capsized water tight bulkheadds or not

OOC: oh no not at all, as for artimes, they only got taken down because they let it down when there sensors didn't see enemies, I'm keeping mine up enemies or not, atleast till morning

((ooc: in that case see you in the morning :D))

OOC: Following up on this post: Post (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13135783&postcount=1592)

IC:

Artemis Mobile Suit Carrier, Western Coast of South Africa

“God but you’re a real perverted bastard,” said the luscious and voluptuous Danna Marquis, facing with her gloved hands resting on her hips. Her short blue-tinted hair and green eyes flashed angrily. Standing in front of her and obviously trying his best to get at least one hand on an inch of her body was Garvin Heckler, a.k.a. ‘the Pervert.’

“God got nothing to do with it babe! Now if you would just give me ten minutes, maybe even seven, I could give you a real good time!” smiled Garvin, his tall, thin frame towering over the small curvy woman. His blue eyes shone with a look all women knew men had, and one that most avoided.

Garvin leaned forward. “Come on Danna, you know you want some!”

He didn’t really feel the impact of the punch until his was on the floor mewling in pain. Danna, an expert in hand-to-hand combat (Garvin had forgotten that one major point), was in a kneel position, fist outstretched in a position that was in perfect line-up with where Garvin’s balls had been a moment before. She stood up and turned her head in disgust.

“You’re nothing but a perverted coward.” She stomped off in anger, but not before a hand touched her bottom. Anger flared like a rocket and Garvin’s pain was multiplied by a series of stomps initiated by a small woman-sized pair of combat boots.

“Hey you two, stop it with the flirting. Meeting is about to start in a minute,” called an authoritive voice. The two turned and saw Catherine Tyre walking down the metal passageway towards them. Like Danna, Catherine was an equally beautiful and dangerous woman. Garvin had to hand it to the Big Man upstairs; he knew how to make women. Both said women tread on his back as they passed over him.

“Such a sick guy! Grrr, if it wasn’t for the fact that the boss needed his perverted ass, I’d have kicked him overboard a year ago!” howled Danna. Catherine shook her head in understanding and futility. He was a perverted, lazy, and generally jerk of a man…but he was also one of the best mobile suit pilots in the entire Company, which put him in roughly the top hundred pilots in the world.


Garvin picked himself up and dusted off himself. “Dang but she could have been a bit gentler. Geez, would have thought I was trying something funny with her.” He followed them down the passage until he came to a deck door that had “Brief Room” over the frame in big black-bold letters. When he entered he was unsurprised by the fact that had he not known where he was he could just have easily walked into a bar in some civilian town. Several of the guys were killing time by playing cards, light music was playing in the background, a bottle or two of alcohol was being passed around, and a few of the men and women of the crew were flirting.

He sat down next to the stoic looking Sergeant Justin Praal, the Alzar Company’s best tanker and commander of their Magella tank group. Garvin guessed he was somehow related to Lieutenant Tyler Jones. Speak of the Devil.

Lieutenant Jones entered the room and smashed his feet to the floor in a ringing stomp. “Attention on Deck! Commander Alzar coming in!”

The happy-go-easy atmosphere disappeared to be replaced by rigid militaristic feel. The playing cards disappeared, the music died as if someone had smashed the record player, and any booze bottle was better hidden than a virgin in nunnery robes. The man who entered the room after this pronouncement was a man with presence. Each step he took seemed to be important in some aspect to the well being of the ship. Each glance of the eye said that he was watching over you. He had an aura of impervious command. He was the ‘Boss’ and owner of the Alzar Mercenary Company: Treize Alzar.

“No need to rise everybody,” he smiled. “Be seated.” A hundred men and women came to their seats with backs straight and eyes forward and focused. Treize was dressed in a normal army-esque gray uniform with black knee-high leather boots, a black belt that had an automatic pistol in a holster attached, and a peaked cap on his head. He pulled down on a map case that hung from the wall and a picture of South Africa appeared.

“Now, I don’t think we all need to go over the plan again; though if you do be sure to speak with Lieutenant Jones or myself after we finish up here. For now we’ll go over the basic premise,” said Treize aloud. He pressed his finger to the spot where the Republic base was located outside Upington, where Garvin had been a day before.

“As you know the Republic has a decently sized military base here. Nothing too serious, but large enough to be a staging area for a more serious campaign against the South African government. We’ve done some sniper work and alerted the area. As per usual Republic procedure, they’ve had a day to report it and start looking in the surrounding area. Of course they will have found nothing. However it will cause them to bring in more forces. As of this morning it is reported that as many as thirty enemy Gemini mobile suits have been brought to the base, along with supporting troops.

“This is a chance to put a bit of fear and harm in the Republic forces in this theatre of combat. Tonight each of you will execute your orders and get into position. Captain Tyre and Lieutenant Jones will be commanding.”

He looked at each of them in a sweep of his gaze. Garvin wished he could tame women with that same look.

“You have your orders. Remember! Do the job, get paid, and return home. No one do anything stupid or it’s your ass. Do you get me?”

“We get you sir!” the assembled mercs answered back.

“Good…now you can bring that booze back out. I need a drink,” Treize smiled, dismissing the meeting.

Upington Republic Base


Garvin once again sat in the cockpit of a mobile suit. Not in his beloved sniper-model Zaku, but a regular grunt type Zaku II. It was depressing to a man who was use to better, but over-all he couldn’t complain. He was in the same unit as Danna.

Their Zaku group was to the north of the base, huddled in camouflage on the slope of mountain where Garvin had been two days before; the Republic base down below them in the valley. A lot more activity was happening there than had been when Garvin was last there. The enemy had cleared most of the wreckage caused by the two destroyed Gemini mobile suits and now there were more than twenty crouched Gemini suits lined up on the air field of the base. A nearby building housed their pilots who were on standby alert.

The regular hangars were wide open, their pilots and ground crews equally busy with activity. Tanks and dozens of other support assault vehicles roamed the base or were parked in staging areas. Through his extended scope Garvin watched the building he knew housed the bases headquarters. Petty officers and junior officers ran to and fro from its doors. Several high ranking men left, shouting orders, and then disappeared into staff cars.

“Damn but this is going to be fun!” Garvin said.

“Shut your trap pervert,” retorted Danna.

“What’s wrong Hoty MicFunbags? Scared of a few Rep soldiers? Don’t worry! I won’t let any man ravage your beautiful body! That’s reserved for me! Ahahaha!”

Danna clenched her teeth and tried her best to resist the urge to pull her Zaku’s Heat Hawk out and cut the idiot pervert down. She, the idiot, and eight others were waiting in the bush.

“Shut your trap alright, or do you want me to sick Lieutenant Jones on you?” she asked threateningly. That shut him up quick. She smiled, satisfied, at the quiet com.


On the other side of the valley, on the south side, hidden amongst a rocky ravine and tall trees, lay twenty Leo mobile suits, carrying an assemblage of assault rifles, rockets, and beam weaponry. Nearer to the civilian town but hidden by hills and some expert camouflage was the combined strength of the Alzar Company’s Magella attack tank force along with 200 men and women in combat harness and armed with the best in infantry weaponry. Sergeant Praal, sitting in the cupola of his tank, viewed the enemy base from a pair of shaded binoculars.

He touched his throat mike. “Commander, this is Ground Hog One, enemy base is quiet and all positions have checked in.”

Catherine answered back. “Roger that Ground Hog One. Keep up with the schedule, start Minovsky broadcast.”

Catherine, sitting in her own mobile suit, a Gouf custom, hidden to the east of the base in the rocky pass that gave entrance to the valley. Behind her and in a nicely hidden recess in the hillside was the Company’s four RX-75 Guntanks. She looked at her watch and glared at it as the second hand passed over the number 12 and announced that it was 11 o’clock.


Screaming overhead on schedule came all seven of the Company’s Dopp Fighters. Lieutenant Jones sat in the pilot seat of the lead fighter and smiled as the Republic base came into view. They had flown inland at tree-top level, avoiding most extended radar, and by then it would be too late as Minovsky particles would blind any sensors. It was like picking candy from a baby.

“All fighters prepare for attack run number one. Make your pass and remember to aim for the barracks and vehicle assembly points. Avoid hitting the mobile suits,” Jones ordered into his com. He received affirmatives from the other six fighters.


The Dopp fighters soured in like avenging angels of death. They screeched down and unleashed a hail of heavy chain-gun fire and a rain of missiles. Buildings and vehicles alike were turned to fiery corpses.

One cue Catherine gave the go ahead to her Guntank crews. Using specific coordinates given them from local underground guerrillas they had the location of the main mobile suit pilot barracks, the air field emergency station where the new arrival pilots where, and the location of the base’s HQ. Heavy shells rained down and destroyed their targets with impunity.

The base was taken by surprise. Men scrambled around in confusion as the smoke from burning buildings smothered the base. The Alzar Company tank group rumbled towards the base from its position, fanning out in a wide screen. The Leo group to the south rose up and advanced, adding their own fire power to the bases defences. The Zaku group, armed with long range rifles, picked off specific targets, such as groups of men being bullied into action by shouting officers.

Also on cue, a group of Aries flight-type mobile suits roared in through the valley entrance and came down onto the enemy air field. They cordoned off the area and gunned down any effort by the enemy ground personnel from reaching them.

A few enemy mobile suits managed to emerge from the protected hangars, but were mercilessly gunned down by either the sniping Zakus, the Aries suits, or the Leos that were entering the base. Enemy units that were retreating from the base towards the city of Upington itself was stopped by Sergeant Praal’s men and taken prisoner.

It was over in less than half an hour.


Some 400 enemy personnel were taken prisoner. More than thirty assault ground vehicles of different types were captured, along with twenty fully functional and only slightly damage Gemini mobile suits. The others had fought to the death inside the main hangar. Casualties had been literally nothing, with only one Aries pilot being wounded by an underground gas tank exploding beneath it and two Leo suits being damage due to the bases automatic defences.

Catherine stood in front of the ragged form of the highest ranking Republic officer they could fine, his uniform filthy from dirt and smoke. “I am going to go out on a limb and guess that you’d like to surrender,” said Catherine.

The man, obviously having taken a blow to his martial pride, merely nodded. “You could say that. So are we to be shot?”

“Nope, we’re going to turn you over to the South African government. Along with you goes the mobile suits we captured. We hear that they could use a few extra metal bodies to use against you Republic boys,” replied Catherine with a smile. “And we will be occupying your base. Mind you we plan to make improvements over the sloppy job you’ve had with it.”

The officer spit at Catherine but was smacked in the gut with the butt of a rifle in return by one the guards at his side. Catherine just shook her heard at the man. “Put him with the others.”

She stood outside the burnt out shell that had formerly been the base’s HQ building. She was studying the ruins with mixed emotions when a pair of hands came to rest suggestively on her shoulders and slide down her arms, fingers itching closely towards her chest. With a backwards lung of her elbow she heard a person collapse in pain behind her. She turned and was not surprised to see Garvin Heckler laying in the dirt, sucking in air from his now deprived lungs.

“Never fails,” Catherine said, shaking her head.

“I was sooo close!” Garvin whined in angst. Danna walked over and smacked her boot into his head.

“Stay down you perverted idiot.”

Catherine smiled “Hey girl, nice kick. Want to find a bottle of something that could burn our insides and maybe carry a bit of alcohol with it?”

“Sounds good to me,” smiled Danna. The two women moved off arm in arm, but not before giving Garvin a few good kicks to the side. He sat up and his eyes followed them as they left.

“I hate it when you’re here but damn do I love to see you gals walk away,” he cooed in happy, but painful, glee. “Next time for sure though.” He managed to limp off to the nearest Company aid station to find a shot of morphine.

((ooc: Thrashia.

props on a well written post. but if i may as the primary Player of the Republic i would like to make afew observations namly haveing to do with numbers involved.

in order for you to have compleated the mission with the numbers and stats mentioned the base would have had to be more along the lines of a small outpost rather than any base of note

if you want i can provide rough numbers of what units of what type are in what kind of bases would alow you to better plan missions and better guage your casualties.

oh and while i'm not going to get my nose in a twist about playing such small numbers of the republic for more signifcant encounters please alow the oportunity for responce... thanx.... look forward to playing with you

and sorry about another long ooc post been bad forthat recently))

Omega facility

"are these reports acurate?"

"yes. i'm told the agent was meticulas in his reporting and had a ell of a time getting this one message out undetected it also onferms the information provided by Pilot X and the hades Gundam"

"well then... it apears the Scandinavian prince is in need of our specialized assistance although miss Lynde and this Alback fellow seem to be providin the nessicary stimulation to unleah his full potential the lack of any consistancy or orgonization seems to have produced some unexpected results" she re read the portion of the reports relating to the possability of psycic powers.

it was unknown exactly how the interface in the terra and Hades would affect the human brain any it may just be the root cause behind the emergence of there powers. it certantly wasn't a programed behaviour... she'd know if it was. being incharge of the Beta training and researche she knew what should and shouldn't be possable with the beta's and this had her scratching her head if he wa programed it wasn't by the republi that was for sure

she set the reports down and rose from her desk. she needed to clear her head and a strole always did that. the inner halls of the facility where compleat isolated from the "guest" area alowing the staff to wander about un notaced and un seen by there guests while still being able to observe at leasure the only staf that had acess to the 'guest' area where the safty officers and the janitorial and maintanence staff and even then it wasnt free reign as none of the doors woul open fron the inside

Dr. Gothart stoped an an observation area seeing cyntha sitting with to of her fellow countrymen talking... it was to bad they hadn't been able to eazly isolate sounds in the public ares making listening dificult but it was lear from there body language there where trying to puzzle somethig out... the question was... what?

"This is quite true, defeating the Republic and taking innocent civilians are two compleatly different things. I honestly think not all people and citizens in the Republic are evil and enjoy the imperalistic ways of their government. I mean, take Ms. Lynde or Jaron for example, so that must mean that their are more people like them out their, but are afraid to speak out against Terra."

Jacob told Roland, "Yes Roland. But that is not the only reason why innocents should be spared, it is simply wrong to do so in the first place. If we are going to free the world from the Republic, we have to show everyone that we can offer a better way than the Republic has given, not continue what it is doing now."
Rolf told Jacob, "I see... If you shall indeed be joining us in the talks, then perhaps you may bring this up as a suggestion. But understand my lord, you cannot let ideaologies get in the way of neccessary alliances. The Army of Islam is a powerful force, and we may need their strength against the Republic."
Jacob responded, "I know Rolf, but they must be willing to spare innocents if they wish to have their place in the conflict."
Rolf told Jacob, "You know as well as I do they may not be willing to comply with that my lord."
Jacob stood up and asked, "If that is the case, then we should not ally ourselves with them. What better are we than the Republic if we use such unforgivable measures?" As soon as Jacob said this, a light bulb could be seen flying out of the wall and it was headed right for the floor. As soon as Jacob noticed it, he reached out his hand and the bulb stopped in mid-air. After a while, Jacob saw the bulb land of the counter. All he did was imagine the bulb landing safely, and it did.
Rolf told himself, I had best start to teach the Prince to control himself more often... In fact, I wonder if it is best he meet with the Army's leaders at all?

OOC: ATTENTION!!! I may soon be taking Kratna's advice and starting up another IC thread due to hitting 110 pages. Be sure to stay on alert if this does happen.

the odd aries was ocasionaly destroyed by holland's perfict aim when he did fire but it wouldn't be enough to turn the tide as the remaining mobile suits fired there missiles at the petrie picking off the remaining guns when locks where aquired.

the 2 mobile suits standing on the deck where not considered a threat yet but in a few moments when the shipd deck guns where finaly nutralized the combined firepower would be enough to eliminate there resistance

it was a simple mater for the aquarious units to dodge the shots from the rail guns as water resistance would limit its evectiveness and they quickly closed beam sabers drawn as a half dosen closed for the kill from all sides while six circled to move in if one fell the other 12 began there grusem work cutting apart the hull carving masive chunks out of it... it wouldn't be long before the whole thing capsized water tight bulkheadds or not



((ooc: in that case see you in the morning :D))

OOC: I must point out that as a uber Gundam fan I know for a fact Beam sabers can't be used under water, or any energy weapon for that matter, the energy is to hot if you turned it on it would vaporize the water instantly not only that but due to the high pressure of being under water the field that keeps the saber together would collapse (UC suits use a I-Field to keep the shape of beam sabers no idea about other universes)

"Damage reaching 40%" a man yelled out "Secondary bulkheads breached on the lower decks we are taking on water" another yelled. The captain grinned "son of a.....Call our pilots get Diane back and have them assume offensive escort formation" she ordered "Ma'am?" Mayrin asked "All Hands this is the Captain....Abandon ship All hands Abandon ship make way to the main land and head for the Jungle the heat will blind there IR scans, tell them to escort us and then get off the ship, you to general, I'll be last off the bridge" he yelled out ordering.

Every one began running to escape craft and soon life boats were leaving the ship in droves, however the captain sent one last message before she left the bridge.


All allied forces this is a emergency message please stand by
*video appears*

"This is the captain of the Twilight Phoenix forces land battleship
Petrie we have been attacked by a Republic battle group and
are abandoning ship we request any assistance possible,
I repeat we are abandoning ship off Shi-Lanka"


She transmitted and encrypted the message and got the hell off the bridge seconds before it was destroyed, but the message got out and thats what mattered. She made her way quickly to one of the last life boats and got off the ship. Diane quickly turned her attention away from defending the ship to getting to shore, she quickly jumped out of the water and dashed onto the shore line, she then saw all the enemies, and targeted them all with every weapon she had, from beam pistrols to gattling gun, cannons, beam boomergang(and so on).

She would spam the sky with enough fire the enemy would go down. Holland and Luna also jumped to shore to get off the now sinking ship. The first rafts began landing on shore all of them running for the jungle, seconds after the last life boats got clear the Petrie went critical and exploded sending a giant fire ball into the air. The Dianes suit was the only one on a battery a she was getting low on power from taking so many hits, even if she lost power her guns would still fire, just no more beam weapons. Luna and Holland however had nuclear reactors and only had to worry about there shell firing ammo and not beam, they also had beam shields to defend with and cover the few people who got off the petrie alive.

Within minutes Diane lost power "Diane get into the Jungle now your in no condition to fight, Luna you go to I will hold them off" Holland yelled out "But.." Luna was about to say before Holland jumped in again "No buts get you ass into the Jungle now Luna, GO!" he yelled. Every one except Holland was now running into the jungle disappearing one by one "Now republic, you die" he said, his shoulder cannon and missile launcher dropped into position, all his weapons had targets, The wheels on his feet dropped down and he began moving at high speed to the right firing all weapons with extreame accuracy.

OOC: Brazilam Why dont we wrap things up now, and jump a few days and start a day(or two) before the ressian revolution and Call it Gundam Terra: Ep 2 Revolution of the Heart

great name eh?

OOC: I must point out that as a uber Gundam fan I know for a fact Beam sabers can't be used under water, or any energy weapon for that matter, the energy is to hot if you turned it on it would vaporize the water instantly not only that but due to the high pressure of being under water the field that keeps the saber together would collapse (UC suits use a I-Field to keep the shape of beam sabers no idea about other universes)

OOC: Brazilam Why dont we wrap things up now, and jump a few days and start a day(or two) before the ressian revolution and Call it Gundam Terra: Ep 2 Revolution of the Heart

great name eh?

OOC: Indeed Spit break, though I think it should be named "Season 2". I think this thread is long enough for a single season.

IC:

Zagros Mountains

The Great White had landed later that day and night fell in the land of Iran. The men and women on board were protected from the Republic attempting to destroy them for now, but there was a question of what the Army of Islam would do once they discovered them. Either way, the crew could only rest and plan its next move until then...


Jacob's Room

Jacob was all by himself. In his hand was a baseball Mervin gave him before bed to practice his powers with. He watched the ball fly up and down as his mind told the ball to do so. There were stories in the past of people with psychic powers, most of them likely just that stories, but he was the first person he knew who could do what he did. He wanted to talk to Star earlier, but felt she was in no mood to meet with him. Mervin told him there was nothing wrong with powers, but it mattered how he used them. But Jacob didn't even want these powers. Though he now had no choice but to use these powers. He moved his mothers locket up to his level and looked at his mother's picture. He asked himself, "Mother... Father... I wish you could help me with what I'm going through right now..."


Omnipotence

"Commander! We have recieved orders from High Command to begin bombardments of the Earth."
Commander Gothart asked, "Where shall we attack?"
One of the crewman answered, "These are our primary targets: The Confederate Capital, The Alliance Capital, and Sri-Lanka."
Gothart asked them, "So the Republic is soon to begin the offensive in Europe correct?"
Another crewman answered, "Yes. The New European Federation has been weakened to the point of where it cannot hope to stand against us."
She then inquired, "And what of the Scandinavians?"
Her answer was given when told, "It will take time to ready for an offensive against them. Right now, our forces are enough to focus on the three targets."
Gothart gave the order, "Very well. Prepare all guns to fire." As Gothart looked down on the Earth, she told the crewman, "We are about to witness history gentlemen. The begining of the end for the Resistance, and the Republic achieving its dream of a United Earth..." With those words, the canons of the Terrna fleet fired, and had no intention on missing their targets....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GnJQyuKMQvk

OOC: Keep eyes open for Gundam: Terra Season 2: Revolution of the Heart (IC thread).

OOC: IT'S UP!!! http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=13149283#post13149283

Novogorad base

While the rest of the ase was preparin for operations in scandivavia the re assigned and renamed squads of hammer and sickle sat idle in there bunkers as they where refited with knew red and gold flight suits rather then the standared orange and white of the republic along with new unifors to match the flight suits weither or not they knew it the where alredy being re outfited for there role as the vanguard of the rebellion... for now it was hoped that the eplination and cover of special squads would be enough

Dmitri and the rest of the former Wolf Squadron sat together in a group inside their own bunker, awaiting further orders from the general. They were all wearing their new flight suits of red and gold which made them feel both out of place and honored. Their new outfits merely meant that they were unique, even elite. Or so they thought.

“Dang, these suits are pretty nice,” Alexei said while taking a good look at his own.

“Sure are,” replied Andrei, “they still have that ‘new’ feel to them too.”

“I did like the old ones…but these will do nicely,” Lana said to herself.

While the three were busy admiring their new suits, the remaining members were thinking about the mission to come. Boris and Nadia seemed to both be in a state of deep concentration, with their eyes closed and their breathing slow and even. The twins were twiddling their thumbs and tapping their feet, feeling both anxious and excited. Philip was staring at the floor, still trying to figure out why the whole situation was bothering him so much. Dmitri was looking upwards and had his thoughts in the clouds, anticipating the honor and glory that lay ahead for him and his squad.

Alisa looked around the room, feeling nervous and alone. She felt like the only one who was uneasy, everyone else seemed to be either unworried or in their own world. She closed her eyes and tried to think of happy thoughts, but she couldn’t stop the feeling of butterflies in her stomach. A cold shiver ran down her spine, as though a bad omen for what was to come.

(OOC: A little late, but hopefully a nice little closer for this thread.)

((OOC: will there be a post in responce to my last post or am I free to do as I wish also am I allowed to for... ahm prusuade nations like Kenya to join CAS or am I not allowed to do that (is kenya even in this conflict....))

((OOC: will there be a post in responce to my last post or am I free to do as I wish also am I allowed to for... ahm prusuade nations like Kenya to join CAS or am I not allowed to do that (is kenya even in this conflict....))

OOC: From what I can tell, nobody else is giving much of a crap about Kenya. I'll check out the previous post.

OOC: I must point out that as a uber Gundam fan I know for a fact Beam sabers can't be used under water, or any energy weapon for that matter, the energy is to hot if you turned it on it would vaporize the water instantly not only that but due to the high pressure of being under water the field that keeps the saber together would collapse (UC suits use a I-Field to keep the shape of beam sabers no idea about other universes)

(OOC: Deathscythe. Gundam Wing episode two. Counterproof complete :-D)

(OOC: Deathscythe. Gundam Wing episode two. Counterproof complete :-D)

OOC: wing was god mod any ways

(OOC: Deathscythe. Gundam Wing episode two. Counterproof complete :-D)

((ooc: been meening to point that out

OOC: wing was god mod any ways

(OOC: When in doubt, just invent new physics!)

((ooc: *cough*russia*cough*... *innocent whistle*))

Thank you for the re-reference :p

((OOC: did this die?

Edit: yes Im very dumb))

((OOC: did this die?

Edit: yes Im very dumb))

no we moved to a second thread, and i believe our two republic people are busy today

OOC: Yeah, I was pretty busy today, but I'll see what I can upload