NationStates Jolt Archive

HOME was now under the protection of the Alversian/Xscipian navy's althought Kash did not wish this to be, it was his only alternative, save death. The hulking white station orbited a small planet, a dead world. Space was quite around the station, in the twilight one could see the station from the surface, almost as if it was a moon. No one could predict the chaos and death that would follow in the future to come, but as they say in death....comes life....

Far Reaches of Space

At the far reaches of space, nothing much was happening. A lone Pathfinder droned steadily onwards, conducting experiments for the Society in an attempt to satisfy their ever present hunger for knowledge.

Then on one of the scopes, an unfamiliar ship appeared. The Doctor-Captain of the ship began to hail it
"Unidentified vessel, state your designation and place of origin"

There was no answer for about a full minute then the Ship replied ".....We are the infected lower your shields and prepare to be intergrated within us, you will find new life and dutys..."

The Pathfinder replied
"Creatures have been identified as inferior species known as the Infected. Your specimens will be added to our knowledge. Prepare to be boarded"

OOC: How do Infected infect?

The Pathfinder replied
"Creatures have been identified as inferior species known as the Infected. Your specimens will be added to our knowledge. Prepare to be boarded"

OOC: How do Infected infect?

The Breeder began to charged its plasma cannons, the 12 Virus boarding frigats detached. " inferior....we are superior."

OCC: Well, you know how the imitators do it, well the infected soldiers have like a hole in there tounge and it is inserted into the back of the neck, where a infected cell mutates and transforms the body, similar to the imitator,s just not as affective.

"We shall see who the superior species is. Prepare for dissection. All Hostile variables will be annihilated"

Each of the Breeder's Frigates was targeted by the high intensity, rapid velocity beam cannons, while the Photonic cannons began to charge up

"Compromising for Shield frequencies"

The broadside of the Breeder opend with plasma cannons, the blue shots sped at the Pathfinder. The frigates were starting to be torn apart, black infected blood splaterd and disapated in space, the pathfinder had knock out 5 of them, the rest kept speeding on, closing in on there prey.

The plasma vibrated off the shields of the Pathfinder making them flex and shake

"Shields down to 70%"

There were more and more beam cannons firing into the Infected ships, so many now that the space between the ships was nothing more than pure energy

"Shield Frequencies isolated. Weapons configured"

"Fire"

Two powerful high energy beams fired from the Pathfinder and aimed for the Breeder. However, it merely bypassed the shields and connected with the Breeder itself.

OOC: I was thinking of turning the SASM into this kind of Species (http://www.internationalhero.co.uk/t/terminators.jpg). Each one is controlled by an Alien brain.

The plasma vibrated off the shields of the Pathfinder making them flex and shake

"Shields down to 70%"

There were more and more beam cannons firing into the Infected ships, so many now that the space between the ships was nothing more than pure energy

"Shield Frequencies isolated. Weapons configured"

"Fire"

Two powerful high energy beams fired from the Pathfinder and aimed for the Breeder. However, it merely bypassed the shields and connected with the Breeder itself.

OOC: I was thinking of turning the SASM into this kind of Species (http://www.internationalhero.co.uk/t/terminators.jpg). Each one is controlled by an Alien brain.

All but a few Viruses were left, the last two slammed into the Pathfinder and immediatly began to tear at the hull with there clawed tentacles, seeking to impregnate the ship. The energy beams hit the carapace of the Breeder, tearing through the hard outside, blood spurted out, the breeder changed course to evade the beams while it continued pounding with plasma fire.

OCC: breeders do not have shields, there alive like animals. and that sounds pretty cool with the alien thing.

OOC: The beam auto-targets, think Star Trek Phaser

The Viruses were soon targeted by the EMP guns that were based aloneside the hull. Long, dangerous bolts of lightning struck the ships with vicious force.

The beams now turned their attention to the Breeder

EVASIVE MANOURVER BETA 1223 GAMMA IN EFFECT

COMPENSATE FOR HOSTILE MANOUVERS

COMPENSATION COMPLETE. MANOUVERS MATCHED

FIRE PHOTONIC BEAM

OOC: The beam auto-targets, think Star Trek Phaser

The Viruses were soon targeted by the EMP guns that were based aloneside the hull. Long, dangerous bolts of lightning struck the ships with vicious force.

The beams now turned their attention to the Breeder

EVASIVE MANOURVER BETA 1223 GAMMA IN EFFECT

COMPENSATE FOR HOSTILE MANOUVERS

COMPENSATION COMPLETE. MANOUVERS MATCHED

FIRE PHOTONIC BEAM

The Breeder was now getting to critical damage, it moaned at the beams cutting into its nerves, the voice ever moving it forward, it sped in to collide with the Pathfinder, opening up as much plasma as it guns to be directed.

OCC: i gtg now, be on later.

The Pathfinder's shields were fired up to full as every weapon it possessed targeted the Breeder

HOSTILE LIFEFORM ATTEMPTING INELASTIC COURSE. COLLISION INEVITABLE

ENGINES IN FULL REVERSE. SHIELDS TO FULL

THE SUPERIOR SPECIES WILL PERSERVER

REROUTE CONFIRMED. DAMAGE WILL BE MINIMAL

CONFIRMED. FIRE

OCC: i gtg now, be on later.

Fair enough

The Xiscapian Captain of the Battleship Splinter in the Mind's Eye looked at the scans in front of him. "Impossible," he said, feeling very scared "there's no way in the Universe." The Scanner Officer looked grim. "Unfortunatly, Captain, it's happened. The scanners don't lie." The Captain nodded mutely. "Send a message to our Alversian counterparts. And get a probe out there, I want to see this for myself!"
MESSAGE FROM THE HOME TASK FORCE BATTLESHIP SPLINTER IN THE MIND'S EYE TO ALVERSIAN FLAGSHIP:Our scanners have picked up a battle not too far from our current position. It seems the Infected have returned, and are battling a strange ship. We are sending a probe to see what's going on. Do not advise any attempt to engage.
A tiny, black drone was dispatched to the battle, where it observed silently.

~SHIP DETECTED 97 DEGREES OFF STARBOARD BOW

~SHIP RECOGNISED. TECHNOLOGY IS COMPATIBLE

~WARSHIP CLASS BATTLESHIP, CREW: TWO THOUSAND SENTIENTS, ARMAMENTS MINIMAL. SHIELDING SIMPLEMESSAGES HAVE BEEN JAMMED

~PLOT INTERCEPT COURSE

~ORDER CONFIRMED. INTERCEPT COURSE IS READY

~EXECUTE ORDER

~CONFIRMED

The Pathfinder turned towards the Xiscapian Battleship and a message was sent

THIS IS THE SASM. LOWER YOUR SHIELDS AND PREPARE TO BE DISSECTED

~SHIP DETECTED 97 DEGREES OFF STARBOARD BOW

~SHIP RECOGNISED. TECHNOLOGY IS COMPATIBLE

~WARSHIP CLASS BATTLESHIP, CREW: TWO THOUSAND SENTIENTS, ARMAMENTS MINIMAL. SHIELDING SIMPLEMESSAGES HAVE BEEN JAMMED

~PLOT INTERCEPT COURSE

~ORDER CONFIRMED. INTERCEPT COURSE IS READY

~EXECUTE ORDER

~CONFIRMED

The Pathfinder turned towards the Xiscapian Battleship and a message was sent

THIS IS THE SASM. LOWER YOUR SHIELDS AND PREPARE TO BE DISSECTED
The Captain turned to see the monsterious warship baring down on him. "Fire all batteries at once, minimal cooldown time, divert 25% power from shields to weapons." he said calmly. One of the Bridge Officers looked at him in terror. "Sir, the shields are offline!" "What!" he roared, "get them online!" "We can't!'" The Officer looked panicy. "They've been jammed!"
At that point the guns had been loaded and fired. MAC shells, laser beams, missiles and blaster bolts streaked towards their target.

The Pathfinder dwarved the battleship and, even through she was being pounded, the vessel seemed to be taking minimal damage

~SHIELDS DOWN TO 75%

~CROSSOVER TO SKELETAL MODE

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED

~BEAM ABOARD THE VESSEL. TAKE AS MANY SPECIMENS AS NECCESSARY

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED

All over the Xiscapian Battleship, dozens of heavily armed Bioroids appeared, each carrying heavy weaponry blasting with near perfect accuracy at each crewmember and vital system

~TAKE MAIN POWER AND DEFENCES OFFLINE

~ORDER CONFIRMED

The Pathfinder fired, aiming at the turrets of the Battleship. Dozens of beams at a time.

The Pathfinder dwarved the battleship and, even through she was being pounded, the vessel seemed to be taking minimal damage

~SHIELDS DOWN TO 75%

~CROSSOVER TO SKELETAL MODE

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED

~BEAM ABOARD THE VESSEL. TAKE AS MANY SPECIMENS AS NECCESSARY

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED

All over the Xiscapian Battleship, dozens of heavily armed Bioroids appeared, each carrying heavy weaponry blasting with near perfect accuracy at each crewmember and vital system

~TAKE MAIN POWER AND DEFENCES OFFLINE

~ORDER CONFIRMED

The Pathfinder fired, aiming at the turrets of the Battleship. Dozens of beams at a time.
The crew, Marines and Spacers and such, were struck down, swiftly and brutally. Computer terminals burst into flames as the beams struck them. However, turrets popped out of the floor, walls, and ceiling to blast the invaders, and droids, about the same size and shape as the Bioroids, came out of nowhere. Hunter-killers, weilding heavy blaster weapons and explosives. Outside of the ship most of the turrets were flaming pock marks on the hull. An entire gun deck had been ripped away, the crew dead due to exposure to vaccum. On the Bridge a dozen alarms went off at once.
"Boarding parties in Z deck..."
"How did they slip though our shields?"
"...ion batteries down..."
"We've lost contact with Beta squad!"
"Hull integrity down to 62%..."

Although the Bioroids were highly resilient to blaster fire, the sheer amount of it result in several being destroyed. However, when one fell, a half-dozen took his place. They began to advance on the bridge, taking out the turrets and droids as they advanced. One Kitsume was smashed in two by one as he swiped at him with his powerful arm. A message ran through to the bridge

WE ARE THE SASM, SURRENDAR AND PREPARE FOR DISSECTION

OOC: I'm thinking of making a SASM factbook

The Breeder slowly split in half, thousands of infected flew out of the beast, black blood sprayed over the SASM ship as it tackled it. The virus frigates slipped off of the side of the ship and floated dead in space.

HOME: 1

Kash walked the corridors of the station, no doubt he was bored, this little project had depleted Calaveras's resources, but it was all worth it. The set back of Xscipian and Alversian intervention was a major step back. " Those animals are really clever" he thought " No there not clever, what am I thinking, they caught us by accident, rather unfortuante timing." he kept walking, he walked into a bar and got a drink, no one dared to look at him, his personal guard stood close to him. He ran his finger down the scar on his eye, as the images of the Xscipian prisoner took over " Damn those animals!, Damn them!" Kash left and went into the plains, which streched miles, artificial skys shown as he walked the grassy plain. "Peaceful, why can't the universe be like this" he walked while the cold air rushed by....

Bennett stood at the bridge of the Ecylpse studying a datapad on something completely trivial. The rest of the fleet, Alversian and Xiscapian had returned to Rio Casa however, he had remained to iron out the creases between HOME's new defenders and their subjects. It would be a long and complicated struggle but hopefully Kash could be won around and the Calaverans would willingly accept protection.

"Officer of the Watch!" An Ensign cried from one of the scanners

Bennett sighed and moved over to the scanner to see what the problem was "Ensign?" He asked politely

"Sir, recieving massive warp signatures approaching. 10...30...50...100...200...there are more and more"

Bennett frowned "Scan the lead vessel"

"Scan complete." The name that came up was APS Challenger or AWD-120485. Part of the Alversian People's Fleet.

Bennett shook his head and frowned again
"Hail them" The Ensign nodded and pressed a button "This is Rear-Admiral of the Alversian People's Ship Eclypse. Indetify yourselves"

There was a pause, then a young male voice came on
"Captain Alhansa of the Alversian People's Ship Challenger bringing part of the People's Fleet out for manouvers"

"This isn't right" Bennett shook his head, "The People's fleet never comes this far from Alversia"

Around the Eclypse, the rest of the combined defense fleet was starting to form, acting like backup, while ahead in a burst of light, the Dreadnoughts appeared in a swarm

"Those are Dreadnoughts" The Ensign concluded

"I agree. But it still doesn't fe..." Bennett said as a buzzing interrupted him and ships seemed to melt away, leaving vast warships in their wake

Then a robotic voice filled the bridge
WE ARE THE SASM, YOU WILL BE DISSECTED

Bennett's blood froze in his veins and he looked around desperatly "Red Alert! BATTLESTATIONS!" He called

~SHIELD FREQUENCIES ISOLATED. WEAPONS CONPENSATED

~FIRE

~ORDER CONFIRMED


"Sir! Charging weapons!" The Ensign cried panically

"Impossible" Bennett whispered

The two lead Pathfinders fired their beam weapons at the Eclypse's as before, the energy simply passed through the shields as though they weren't there. The Eclypse errupted into flames, as did the two Dreadnoughts and the Battlecruiser with the Xiscapian battleships all fired at at the same time. All isolated. The cruisers were now firing in desperation at the much vaster ships now bairing down on HOME, within the station, the same robotic voice rang out

"ALL SPECIMEN WILL PREPARE FOR DISSECTION. HOSTILE ELEMENTS WILL BE ANNILIATED!"

Outside, another Cruiser was split clean in two by the beam blasts and both ends hovered, spitting flames and bodies. On board each Pathfinder, thousands of Bioroids stood in perfect formation, lifeless, awaiting the order.

Onboard the Alversian warships, crew were being thrown about like ragdolls as explosion after explosion ripped through the hull of each vessel.

Blue lights flashed around all of Homes interior, as the battle erupted outside the station. Plasma turrets on the outside of Home began to fire. Hundreds of Probe fighters came flying out of the station, weopons and shields armed. Kash was beamed to his office to view the battle. " Those damn animals, they really fucked up now!" he used his neural link to send out an emergency message to the rebel base's Observers, who would soon be on there way. The Odessy launched her fighters, she had no ping, so she cloaked afterwards.

The Pathfinders continued forward as if the Probe Fighters weren't there. At each one, a beam was fired with the accuracy only a Bioroid could have. The Plasma turrets were causing more damage but they were designed for anti-fighter duties, not full capital warships.

~SHIELD FREQUENCIES ISOLATED. WEAPONS HARMONSED

~ORDER IMPUT: FIRE

~ORDER CONFIRMED AND IMPLEMENTED

The Pathfinders fired and, bypassed their shields, exploding along one side of the station, they were targeting the shield generators most importantly and also the turrets and Probe Hangars. The Observer was not a problem as it was cloaked and couldn't attack them. The SASM had arrived.

Meanwhile a message was sent to Kash

"WE ARE THE SASM. SURRENDER AND YOU WILL BE DISSECTED. HOSTILE ELEMENTS WILL BE ANNILIATED"

The station was hit, groaning metal could be heard, as the beams started to pass through, women and children screamed as some of the beams cut threw them. The outer defences, while weak, continued there futile firing. The probe fighters were being torn apart, they were just not as advanced as the enemy. Kash heard the message, he replyed as he hailed " I think I like you." he smiled " But I'm going to have to decline." he stoped communications.

~OFFER REJECTED. PROCEED WITH STAGE 1.2

~ORDER CONFIRMED AND IMPLEMENTED

~ENEMY SHIELD IS OFFLINE, ORDER: PROCEED WITH DISSECTION

~ORDER CONFIRMED AND IMPLEMENTED

Immediately, as soon as the shields had been taken down, half of the stations population was teleported to the various Pathfinders that had now surrounded the station. Alversian ships tried in vain to breach this perimeter but it was no use. Those that were beamed to the Pathfinders faced a short but painful conversion course after which they would emerge as Bioroids ready to take their old home.

TO: Commander Wilson

The station's defences cannot hold! We cannot stop them! Advise
an immediate evacuation of the station, we will do what we can to
protect them. Good luck

Captain Freddy Hart
APS Amelia Jones

It was actually a rather depressing message. The Amelia Jones was the largest Alversian warship still active at the station.

Kash sweated as he hailed the Alversian,

" Yes...warm and safe under your wing."

He was beam aboard the Oddessy, which was rapidly trying to get more civilians and personal aboard. The Observers were told to cloak and head to P3X-325, which is where Kash was headed, out of the galaxy...

bump-

Unfortunately for those left, it was too late.

Dozens of Bioroids beamed aboard the station and began to blast everything that moved and most of the things that weren't moving. There were still civilians onboard the station and these were now the targets.

"ALL HOSTILE VARIABLES WILL BE ANNILIATED!" They cried in one voice.

Meanwhile, onboard one of the Pathfinders

~TELEPORTATION BEAM DETECTED. STATUS: ACTIVE. TARGETS: NON-HOSTILES

~DETECT LOCATION AND FREQUNCY OF BEAM

~ORDER CONFIRMED AND IMPLEMENTED. BEAM LOCATION DETECTED

The Pathfinder shuddered.

~PROJECTILE WEAPON DETECTED. ALVERSIAN SIGNATURE. NO DAMAGE

~RESUME

~ORDER CONFIRMED AND IMPLEMENTED

One of the Pathfinders started to fire beam cannons in the general direction of the Observer Oydessey.

The Amelia Jones came up close in an attempt to draw their fire away from the Observer. However, one beam penetrated deep into the hull of the Alversian destroyer. Explosions started to rip through her hull and soon she just seemed to disintergrate. There were no survivors. The Pathfinder that had done the damage turned back to finding the Observer.

The Observer exited Hyperspace along, they would meet the rest of the Calaverian fleet.

HOME:1

Soldiers began firing at the Biodroids, bullets filled the station, muzzle flash's and all. Grenades and rockets rocked the corridors. Men were shouting orders as they were being shot down.

With the Observer gone, the Pathfinders turned back to decimation of the Alversian and Xiscapian fleets. The former had only one Destroyer left in action. The rest of her fleet was just hulks floating in space, flickering with flames or exploding occasionally. The space was filled with debris and bodies. The Pathfinders were back with a vengeance.

Station

"ANNILIATE!" The Calaveran bullets just bounced off the thickened metal of the Bioroids. The Shrapnel based grenades also caused the minimal of damage. However, the rocket-launchers tore off limbs and knocked back whole groups of Bioroids. However, when one was destroyed, a dozen took his place. They fired wildly, peppering the Calaveran positions with heavy weapons fire.

The Battleship was doomed. Static defenses destroyed, most of the crew dead or incapitated, all exterior weapons down, shields offline life support failing. Boarding parties were getting closer to the Bridge, sweeping aside resistance like it wasn't there. The Captain looked around at his Bridge Officers and the few crew still alive who had retreated to the bridge. "Beam to the Silver Song." he said, referring to the Medical Ship. "But sir!" said the Weapons Officer in desperation, "what about you?" The Captain looked hard at him. "Someone must be here to press the button." There was a flash of light and the crew was gone. Outside the Silver Song was quickly pulling away. The Captain stood alone on the Bridge of his dying ship. He heard the sharp clanging of Bioroids outside the Bridge doors. The force fields and defenses would keep them busy long enough for what he had to do. He smiled grimly and flipped open a switch. Below it was a red button. Closing his eyes, he pressed it.

The rest of the Xiscapian HOME Task Force hadn't a scratch. They had been assinged to outer defense, and it took some time to get to the battle. The rest consisted of 100 Drones, a Destroyer, a Cruiser, and the Silver Song. On the Bridge of the Destroyer Wraith the Captain stared hopelessly out at the battle as his ship was followed by the Cruiser and Drones. The Battleship Splinter in the Mind's Eye listed, crippled and nearly destroyed. There was a flash of bright, orange light, flaring and burning the eyes. The Bridge Officers shielded their eyes as the Splinter detonated into atoms. The crew aboard the ships were grim. There was no way they could win. Not even close. But they could take some with them. The Cruiser accelerated forward, passing the Wraith. It was on a direct crash-course with the Pathfinder's stern that destroyed the Splinter. There were theories that said Cruiser Captains were picked for their suicidal tendencies. No one believed them, least of all the Cruiser Captains, but now the Captain of the Wraith wasn't so sure. "Open fire on that Pathfinder," he commanded, "target the engines." The Destroyer's guns fired, the beams and ion and projectiles streaking past the kamakazee Cruiser to impact the engines of the Pathfinder. The Drones were also programmed for suicide. They grouped together to ram the Pathfinder attacking the HOME. Lastly, the Silver Song lined itself up for jump away.

~WARNING, COLLISION COURSE DETECTED

~MODIFY COURSE BY .34 DECIHETRZ

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED

~COLLISION COURSE AVOIDED. WEAPONS FIRE. SIGNATURE: XISCAPIAN. DAMAGE MINOR

~MULTIPLE COLLISIONS. SOURCE: DRONE FIGHTERS. DAMAGE MINOR

~FOCUS FIRE ON ENEMY VESSELS IN SECTOR GAMMA ALPHA 23 43 ZETA BETA

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED

The Pathfinders now turned to the Xiscapian fleet and, using their flucuating phase cannon. They began to pound first the Cruisers on collision courses, then those that were hanging back. The lone Alversian Destroyer used the oppurtunity to jump to warp and leave the chaos behind.

The exploding Xiscapian battleships destroyed all but a few lucky Bioroids aboard but didn't even dent the total numbers that had been assembled against the station.

~WARNING, COLLISION COURSE DETECTED

~MODIFY COURSE BY .34 DECIHETRZ

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED

~COLLISION COURSE AVOIDED. WEAPONS FIRE. SIGNATURE: XISCAPIAN. DAMAGE MINOR

~MULTIPLE COLLISIONS. SOURCE: DRONE FIGHTERS. DAMAGE MINOR

~FOCUS FIRE ON ENEMY VESSELS IN SECTOR GAMMA ALPHA 23 43 ZETA BETA

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED

The Pathfinders now turned to the Xiscapian fleet and, using their flucuating phase cannon. They began to pound first the Cruisers on collision courses, then those that were hanging back. The lone Alversian Destroyer used the oppurtunity to jump to warp and leave the chaos behind.

The exploding Xiscapian battleships destroyed all but a few lucky Bioroids aboard but didn't even dent the total numbers that had been assembled against the station.
OOC: Wait...you're telling me that some of the Bioroids survived being blown up inside a massive Battleship? WTF?
IC:
The Cruiser missed entirely, shields flickering brightly as it made an about turn. It banked sharply and made for another collision...head on, this time. As the fire followed it the shields failed and explosions rocked the hull. Behind it the Destroyer continued to pound the Pathfinder's engines, while taking a beating itself. The Silver Song took a few hits to the stern, but managed to jump safely after the Alversian ship.

OOC well, 2 out of 12,000 to be exact

IC:

~SHIELD FREQUENCIES ISOLATED. WEAPONS HARMONISED

~TARGET CRUISER ALPHA ALPHA 19 01 BETA OMEGA

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED

The Pathfinders began to fire their main phasers at the Cruisers, they were now able to bypass the shields of all Xiscapian cruisers in the area. However, one Pathfinder was hit by the ramming Cruiser. The shields flickered and were lost, nothing was there to stop the cruiser from hitting the massive Pathfinder.

It exploding into dozens of pieces throwing debris throughout the fleet. Armour rattled against the shields of the other Pathfinders

~PATHFINDER BETA GAMMA OMEGA 1221453 DESTROYED. LOSSES: 10,500 BIOROIDS. MINOR DAMAGE TO OTHER VESSELS

~IRRELEVANT. ELEVEN ALVERSIAN WARSHIPS DESTROYED. THREE XISCAPIAN. 35,000 ALVERSIANS HAVE BEEN KILLED.

~35,000 CALAVERANS HAVE BEEN DISSECTED. BIOROIDS ARE READY FOR COMBAT. SET COURSE FOR SECTOR ALPHA ALPHA 23 47 BETA ZETA

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED

The entire Pathfinder fleet turned and jumped into warp. They left dozens of wreaks and mountains of debris behind. The Pathfinder's next target could not be determined from scanners. They had scattered the beams of their trails to confuse any trackers, not that there was a fleet between them and their destination that could stop them.

The area was shattered. The Cruiser and Battleship had been destroyed, as had nearly the entire Alversian fleet. The Wraith, despite Pathfinder messages to the contrary, had survived. Barely. It was a crippled hulk floating in the void, gutted and blackened. Two areas on the ship were contained: The statis field room and a small section of the barricks. In the statis field were the lucky crew who had managed to get there: A dozen of them. In the barricks a Marine and a Spacer were huddled inside their tiny chamber, still alive. Those in statis were unconcious, and in any case safe inside the deep interior of the Destroyer. The barricks, however, were closer to the outside. The Marine's armor was self-contained, but it was loosing batterie. The Spacer was a male, but the Marine was female. They had no way of contact outside their little air-tight room. There was no one alive for lightyears. The room, they thought, would become their tomb. Only minutes of air were left.

XNHQ Rio Casa

The Alversian Flotilla Commander marched through the halls of the Xiscapian Navy's Headquarters. He was nervous. He almost broke into a sprint as he rushed through the halls. He was heading for the office of the Navy's Commander, an Admiral Krystal. He had onyl just recieved a message from the APS Adrian Cavourna, one of the Destroyers that had been part of the HOME protection fleet.

Soon he had reached her office and, rather than knock patiently, he simply burst into the room
"Admiral! I bring some terrible news regarding HOME and it's protecting fleet!" He burst out

Krystal looked grim. Ever since the attempt on her life at the military hospital she had less energy, been more weary and tired. She had dark circles under her green eyes and her posture was hunched over and drooping. She stared at the Flotilla Commander. "I know. Bennett?..." she asked, her eyes desperetly pleading with his. Let the Rear-Admiral be okay. Let him have survived...

HOME...
A Medical Ship arrived. It was the Silver Song, and it was back to scour the area for survivers. The fourteen surviving Xiscapians were picked up and put aboard. Now it looked for Alversians or Calaverans, passing the burned out husks of Alversian warships.

Krystal looked grim. Ever since the attempt on her life at the military hospital she had less energy, been more weary and tired. She had dark circles under her green eyes and her posture was hunched over and drooping. She stared at the Flotilla Commander. "I know. Bennett?..." she asked, her eyes desperetly pleading with his. Let the Rear-Admiral be okay. Let him have survived...

HOME...
A Medical Ship arrived. It was the Silver Song, and it was back to scour the area for survivers. The fourteen surviving Xiscapians were picked up and put aboard. Now it looked for Alversians or Calaverans, passing the burned out husks of Alversian warships.

The Flotilla Commander shook his head slowly
"I'm so sorry. The Eclypse was destroyed, all hands lost. Alversia's total casualties are 35,000 dead. All but one ship was lost. The Pathfinders have dissected at least half of HOME's population and are heading for the core worlds. We need to act now!"

Unfortunately, there were no Alversian survivors. All 35,000 Alversians that had served on the destroyed ships had been massacred to try and save HOME.

The Flotilla Commander shook his head slowly
"I'm so sorry. The Eclypse was destroyed, all hands lost. Alversia's total casualties are 35,000 dead. All but one ship was lost. The Pathfinders have dissected at least half of HOME's population and are heading for the core worlds. We need to act now!"

Unfortunately, there were no Alversian survivors. All 35,000 Alversians that had served on the destroyed ships had been massacred to try and save HOME.
Krystal bowed her head in sorrow. Rear-Admiral Bennett had been a good man...a great one, even. Then she lifted her head to look at the Commander, some of her old fire back in her. "What is the fleet's make-up?" she asked sharply.

"The People's Navy has two Fleets between the Pathfinders and their destination. The People's Fleet is remaining in orbit in case the Pathfinders try to attack Alversia. We have recalled the Deep Space fleet and are in the process of assembling battlegroups to take the fight to the SASM. For the moment though, They've disappeared" The Flotilla Commander reported.

"The People's Navy has two Fleets between the Pathfinders and their destination. The People's Fleet is remaining in orbit in case the Pathfinders try to attack Alversia. We have recalled the Deep Space fleet and are in the process of assembling battlegroups to take the fight to the SASM. For the moment though, They've disappeared" The Flotilla Commander reported.
"And what, exactly, is the Pathfinder's destination? Who leads them? What kind of technology do they utilize?" Krystal needed these answers. In order to formulate an effective strategy against them, she needed information. From what she had seen of the recordings, and the history in the Alversian records, the SASM was incredibly powerful. We need to try and capture a Pathfinder, as quickly as possible. And I may know just the people...

"The Pathfinders destination is untraceable. They are scattering their fields so we can't track them. They don't have a leader, only the Server. And their weaponry includes something we have identified as Photenic Phasers. Basically, they scan an enemy ship, identify it's shield frequency and harmonise their own weapons. When they fire, they will bypass the shields completely and destroy the vessel. It is how they are able to brush our fleets aside so easily"

The Flotilla Commander put his hand to his ear as a message came in. He looked as though he were about to faint.

"The Pathfinders have hit a colony on the edge of our space. The Kappa Fleet has been virtually destroyed, Losses are as follows
3 x Super-Dreadnoughts
15 x Dreadnoughts
10 x Battlecruisers
8 x Cruisers
20 x Destroyers
190,500 Alversian military killed
150,000 Alversians and Xiscapians dissected

As far as we can tell Ma'am, we have inflicted no losses on the Pathfinders"

The Flotilla Commander dropped to a chair, devastated by the news that had been passed to every Alversian Soldier

"The Pathfinders destination is untraceable. They are scattering their fields so we can't track them. They don't have a leader, only the Server. And their weaponry includes something we have identified as Photenic Phasers. Basically, they scan an enemy ship, identify it's shield frequency and harmonise their own weapons. When they fire, they will bypass the shields completely and destroy the vessel. It is how they are able to brush our fleets aside so easily"

The Flotilla Commander put his hand to his ear as a message came in. He looked as though he were about to faint.

"The Pathfinders have hit a colony on the edge of our space. The Kappa Fleet has been virtually destroyed, Losses are as follows
3 x Super-Dreadnoughts
15 x Dreadnoughts
10 x Battlecruisers
8 x Cruisers
20 x Destroyers
190,500 Alversian military killed
150,000 Alversians and Xiscapians dissected

As far as we can tell Ma'am, we have inflicted no losses on the Pathfinders"

The Flotilla Commander dropped to a chair, devastated by the news that had been passed to every Alversian Soldier
"Actually, Commander, one Pathfinder has been destroyed...but it was a kamakazee ramming." Krystal looked defeated. "How? How, I ask you?! This cannot go on!" She turned and made several comm calls around the Empire. After several minutes she turned back. "Everyone knows. All the colonies, the Emperor...everyone. But it's of little help, if we can't stop them." She looked at him, her gaze softening. "We need Reynolds, I am thinking. If an SASM invasion isn't serious enough, then I don't know what is."

"I agree but I think..." Another message came through. The Commander swallowed hard "Ma'am, Pathfinders...near the Kel system" He looked frightened, "They are coming" He said simply

"I agree but I think..." Another message came through. The Commander swallowed hard "Ma'am, Pathfinders...near the Kel system" He looked frightened, "They are coming" He said simply
Krystal stood. "We must fight." she spoke rapidly into her portable comm unit. "Recall all fleets, yes all fleets! Get into a protective blockade around Xiscapia and the two main colonies. I want every ship in the air, all weapons primed, ready to go! They could strike at any time." she looked to the Commander. "You need to get back to your fleet, Commander. They are coming." She strode out of her office.
Above Xiscapia...
Dozens of warships converged around the Protector. More ships lifted off from Xiscapia and the moons and jumped away, off to defend the Wuin and Cholk systems. Aside from a few planets which were shared with the Alversians, the Xiscapians had no other colonies. Battleships, Destroyers, Cruisers, Carriers, mechs patrols, fighters, the captured Observer Lenin, renamed Freedom, an asteroid, the SuperBattleship Alliance. In other systems the SuperDestroyer Jade, loyal Korr ships, Super and Command Mechs. All forces were assembling to combat the new threat.

Unfortunately, the Kel System was already under attack. The Pathfinders were cutting through the defending Dreadnoughts and Battlecruisers with ease. Eight Pathfinders versus eight Dreadnoughts,two Battlecruisers, ten cruisers and twelve Destroyers although six of these had already been reduced to burning wrecks. The Alversians were fighting with a great courage even though the Pathfinders stood little chance of being repelled here.

As one Pathfinder fired it's mean beam into the heart of one Dreadnought, gutting an entire deck within the ship and ripping it apart in seconds, it turned to the colony and transmitted a message to the Xiscapian colonists

WE ARE THE SASM, YOU WILL BE DISSECTED. DROP YOUR SHIELDS

Unfortunately, the colony was also being showered with the debris from the battle above. All of it Alversian.

Unfortunately, the Kel System was already under attack. The Pathfinders were cutting through the defending Dreadnoughts and Battlecruisers with ease. Eight Pathfinders versus eight Dreadnoughts,two Battlecruisers, ten cruisers and twelve Destroyers although six of these had already been reduced to burning wrecks. The Alversians were fighting with a great courage even though the Pathfinders stood little chance of being repelled here.

As one Pathfinder fired it's mean beam into the heart of one Dreadnought, gutting an entire deck within the ship and ripping it apart in seconds, it turned to the colony and transmitted a message to the Xiscapian colonists

WE ARE THE SASM, YOU WILL BE DISSECTED. DROP YOUR SHIELDS

Unfortunately, the colony was also being showered with the debris from the battle above. All of it Alversian.
OOC: Erm...you realize Kel is a moon above Xiscapia? It's not a whole system, it's one moon.

OOC: Erm...you realize Kel is a moon above Xiscapia? It's not a whole system, it's one moon.

OOC: Damn, what is your furthest colony from your homeplanet?

OOC: TG

OOC: The furthest colony from the home system is the Opulent system...and that's the one with all the Imitators. Seconds furthest is the Wuin system, and that, as it says in my factbook, is practically next to the Alversian system. It's only a system or two away.
And I never got your TG.

OOC: The furthest colony from the home system is the Opulent system...and that's the one with all the Imitators. Seconds furthest is the Wuin system, and that, as it says in my factbook, is practically next to the Alversian system. It's only a system or two away.
And I never got your TG.

OOC: Consider the Wuin System under attack from the Pathfinders, it's also an explaination as to why there are Alversian warships trying to defend it
OOC: And you replied to it an hour ago, but there is a new one

OOC: Ah, well now that you have read my TG, I'll start the Civil War thread with the attack on the Wuin system. I don't think any more posts are nessicary here. I'll TG you the link.

OOC: Ah, well now that you have read my TG, I'll start the Civil War thread with the attack on the Wuin system. I don't think any more posts are nessicary here. I'll TG you the link.

OOC: Very well, what about the XNHQ meetings?

OOC: What XNHQ meetings are you referring to?

OOC: What XNHQ meetings are you referring to?

OOC: Krystal and the Flotilla Commander who happens to be sh*tting himself

HOME:1

A fleet of 50 Breeders and the three HIVE MIND ships exited hyperspace around the ghost-like HOME. Viruses were deployed, they tore threw or climbed in already made wholes as they searched the station, every once and a while finding a Calaverian, and intergrating him or her. The HOME base was now becoming a home.....but not to its creaters.

bump

Outskirts of Space [OOC: No where near HOME]

~VESSELS DETECTED BEARING ALPHA ALPHA 21 03 BETA DELTA

~VESSEL CONFIRMED. VESSEL IS INFERIOR. MAKEUP IS BIOLOGICAL IN ORIGIN

~VESSEL IS IDENTIFIED AS INFECTED. TECHNOLOGY IS INCOMPATIBLE. HOSTILE VARIABLES WILL BE ANNILIATED

~SET COURSE TO INTERCEPT

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED.

~ALERT PATHFINDER ALPHA DELTA ALPHA 210492 AND PATHFINDER ALPHA GAMMA BETA 009192 AND PLOT INTERCEPT

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED

At that precise moment, three Pathfinders diverted from their course and headed for the location of the Infected Vessel. It was in the backend of space, there was nothing there for them to intergrate and likewise, there was nothing dissect. The SASM were looking for nothing less than a fight.

The Breeder began charging Plasma cannons, and deployed its Viruse's, its infer-red had picked up the vessle. The voice replyed to the vessle " Artificial vessle, lower your shields and prepare for integration."

OCC: i gtg be on later.

OOC: Fair enough

IC:

~INFECTED VESSEL DEMANDS SURRENDER

~REQUEST REJECTED, VESSEL HAS INFERIOR FIREPOWER

~MULTIPLE VESSELS DETECHED FROM CENTRAL VESSEL

~AIM WEAPONS AT SMALLER VESSELS. LEAD TARGETS

~COMMAND CONFIRMED. COMMAND IMPLEMENTED

~RANGE IS 200 TERRHUTZ AND CLOSING

~PREPARING WEAPONS. WEAPONS ONLINE

~FIRE AT WILL

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER IMPLEMENTED


The Pathfinders were now grouping togather and advancing on the position of the Breeder. Already, the smaller Viruses were being targeted and fired upon by the lead Pathfinders. Advancing computing sensors, boosted by the connected Bioroid, were plotting the path of the Viruses and firing far enough ahead to ensure a hit.

A message was sent back to the lnfected Breeder

"REQUEST REJECTED. YOU WILL BE ANNILIATED.
WE ARE THE SUPERIOR SPECIES"

OOC: Krystal and the Flotilla Commander who happens to be sh*tting himself
OOC: It is of no concearn. Attacks take place in the new Civil War thread. I'm hoping to defeat or push back the SASM either forever or for a long time pretty soon. The point of the thread is the Rebellion and the Civil War, not the SASM.
Oh, and a SASM Factbook would be good.

OOC: It is of no concearn. Attacks take place in the new Civil War thread. I'm hoping to defeat or push back the SASM either forever or for a long time pretty soon. The point of the thread is the Rebellion and the Civil War, not the SASM.
Oh, and a SASM Factbook would be good.

OOC: That will be tough apocolyptic-like war, this is going to be a costly fight for the Alversians and possibly all others as well.

Hmmm...well I kind of wish it could have happened before or after the Civil War, it kind of interferes. But ICly it makes sense, the SASM using the Rebellion to shadow them until they were strong enough to show themselves.

Hmmm...well I kind of wish it could have happened before or after the Civil War, it kind of interferes. But ICly it makes sense, the SASM using the Rebellion to shadow them until they were strong enough to show themselves.

OOC: True, and now's as good a time as ever

OOC: TG

OOC: Responded.

OOC: Glad to hear it, which part is best?

OOC: Sorry..but I just have to *Tag for comedy.*

Comedy?

The Virus frigates were almost easily torn apart by the SASM's firepower, the Breeder began firing multiple plasma shots at the the Pathfinders, although with its fire power spread out its chances became very low, it immediatly began asking for help from the Hive Minds, within minutes a fleet or more of Breeders armed to the teeth with Viruses would descend on the enemy, like ants taking on a spinder.

The weapons were useless against the Pathfinders and didn't even slow them down while the they continued to fire into the heart of the Breeder. They too, were calling for reinforcments and no fewer than fifteen Pathfinders were converging on their position as they fought. The Servers were directing the warships away from other theatres to engage the Infected. They having a benefit after all to the hard pressed Alversians.

Comedy?

OOC: Yes, comedy.

The weapons were useless against the Pathfinders and didn't even slow them down while the they continued to fire into the heart of the Breeder. They too, were calling for reinforcments and no fewer than fifteen Pathfinders were converging on their position as they fought. The Servers were directing the warships away from other theatres to engage the Infected. They having a benefit after all to the hard pressed Alversians.

lol what would the point of calling re-enforcements against one breeder against 3 SASM ships?

OCC: i wont be on tonight and maybe tomarrow.

bump-

A ship appeared amongst the wreckage. Destroyed Probe fighters, an Observer, Xiscapian and Alversian warships, a destroyed Pathfinder and the mostly held together wreckage of HOME floated in the silent vacuum. No other ships had been detected in the sector. Everything was dead. The ship was a Spark class Destroyer (http://www.ffcompendium.com/misc/12-catoblepas.jpg), an older Xiscapian vessal decommissoned for the faster, smaller Destruction class Destroyer. It's propelsion "rings" moved it along, avoiding the larger wreckage and bumping aside or vaporizing the smaller ones. The crew was about three thousand, mixed Xiscapian and Alversian Rebels. They were here for recon, to find out what happened. It was good that their enemies, the SASM and the Alvo-Xis Allies were destroying each other, but the downside was that HOME had been destroyed and many of the Calaverans killed or dissected. The Calaveran leader, Kash, had to be found.
OOC: Cue, Alversia.

On the bridge, former Commander Alhansa looked out at the wreckage and swore loudly
"I've never seen so many Alversian wrecks togather before. Not yet anyway" He turned to one of the Xiscapians "What caused this?"

He also looked over at Vila
"Do you have any ideas as to what caused such destruction?"

OOC: As I said in TG, Vila is not on teh Destroyer. It's a Rebel Captain.
IC:
The Xiscapian Captain, named Jamal, shook his head. He had silver fur, orange eyes, a meduim build and light brown hair. "I suspect the SASM and the Allies may be warring against each other, but the amount of residing energy from weapons indicates that there were many more ships here at one point. Using plasma weapons. Someone else has been here."

OOC: As I said in TG, Vila is not on teh Destroyer. It's a Rebel Captain.
IC:
The Xiscapian Captain, named Jamal, shook his head. He had silver fur, orange eyes, a meduim build and light brown hair. "I suspect the SASM and the Allies may be warring against each other, but the amount of residing energy from weapons indicates that there were many more ships here at one point. Using plasma weapons. Someone else has been here."

In the darkness of space...Home's inhabinants twitched, and suddenly homes blasted holes, and the crevaces created by SASM weopons, came to life. Virus's, over a hundred poured out of the station, Breeders closed in from all sides, they had just tripped a bee hive.

OOC: As I said in TG, Vila is not on teh Destroyer. It's a Rebel Captain.
IC:
The Xiscapian Captain, named Jamal, shook his head. He had silver fur, orange eyes, a meduim build and light brown hair. "I suspect the SASM and the Allies may be warring against each other, but the amount of residing energy from weapons indicates that there were many more ships here at one point. Using plasma weapons. Someone else has been here."

OOC: My Mistake

Alhansa watched as the hundreds of Infected appeared from the gaps in horror
"Captain! We need to get out of here!" He shouted to one of the Crewmen

"Right you are!" The ship's guns opened up (Ion, Light Gun, AS and Modified extra destructive MAC guns) as the ship banked sharply, shooting anything that moved. And there were a lot of moving things out there. Viruses and Breeders, everywhere. If there was a sun, they would be darkened it.

"Right you are!" The ship's guns opened up (Ion, Light Gun, AS and Modified extra destructive MAC guns) as the ship banked sharply, shooting anything that moved. And there were a lot of moving things out there. Viruses and Breeders, everywhere. If there was a sun, they would be darkened it.

OCC: i have something planned for the crew if i take the ship.

The weapons were indeed impressive aboard the ship, but no match to the sheer numbers of infected that continued its unwavering assault towards the ship, Breeders(there are 50 breeders stationed at home, but 12 are pursueing your ship.) seven Viruses were blasted away, a nearby Breeder was hit my the mac gun, tearing through its hull, blood poured from the beast.

~LIFEFORMS DETECTED BEARING 0.102 TERRAHURTZ

~IDENTIFY

~SPECIES IS KNOWN AS INFECTED. INFERIOR SPECIES

~ANOTHER VESSEL DETECTED. TYPE: DESTROYER. CLASS: SPARK CLASS. INFERIOR TECHNOLOGY

~SET COURSE TO INTERCEPT. NUMBERS ARE SUPERIOR

~IT IS THE ONLY THING THAT IS SUPERIOR. WE ARE THE SUPERIOR RACE

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER COMPLEMENTED

At that precise moment, eight perimeter Pathfinders diverted course from their patrols on the borders of the great battle. Their destination, HOME or the wreackage of it.

A message was relayed to the Infected and Rebel Ships

WE ARE THE SASM, YOU WILL BE DISSECTED.
ALL HOSTILE VARIABLES WILL BE ANNILIATED

~LIFEFORMS DETECTED BEARING 0.102 TERRAHURTZ

~IDENTIFY

~SPECIES IS KNOWN AS INFECTED. INFERIOR SPECIES

~ANOTHER VESSEL DETECTED. TYPE: DESTROYER. CLASS: SPARK CLASS. INFERIOR TECHNOLOGY

~SET COURSE TO INTERCEPT. NUMBERS ARE SUPERIOR

~IT IS THE ONLY THING THAT IS SUPERIOR. WE ARE THE SUPERIOR RACE

~ORDER CONFIRMED. ORDER COMPLEMENTED

At that precise moment, eight perimeter Pathfinders diverted course from their patrols on the borders of the great battle. Their destination, HOME or the wreackage of it.

A message was relayed to the Infected and Rebel Ships

WE ARE THE SASM, YOU WILL BE DISSECTED.
ALL HOSTILE VARIABLES WILL BE ANNILIATED


The voice replyed in kind

"Dock within the station to begin dissection" The infected had gotten smarter over the SASM, they still had "souls" so to speak, while the infected were all about statistics.

The SASM weren't stupid

~INFECTED HAVE PROPOSED DISSECTION

~TECHNOLOGY IS INCOMPATIBLE. COURSE OF ACTION

~ALL HOSTILE VARIABLES WILL BE ANNILIATED

At that, the eight Pathfinders bore down on the HOME wreakage, Each had already raised it's shields and 40,000 Bioroids aboard were activated. Normally not even half of these would be on board, but the vast amounts of Dissections from the colonies meant there were more onboard then usual.

WE ARE THE SASM, ALL HOSTILE VARIABLES WILL BE ANNILIATED

The breeders(35) poured massive plasma firepower onto the Pathfinder, while a swarm of 130 Virus frigates thundred towards them, they didnt want to convert, they wanted to eliminate the SASM this time, and maybe steal some technology in the proccess.

The plasma weapons bounced harmlessly off the shields of the Pathfinders, no matter how much bulk was fired, they didn't have the velocity or the calibre to pierce the advanced shielding.

Meanwhile, the 130 Frigates would fly into a small storm of rapid beam laser fire, near enough impossible to penetrate. Each weapon was controlled by one interlinked Bioroid and he was not going to miss such a mass of targets. One Pathfinder alone had more Bioroids than the Frigates had Infected.

The plasma weapons bounced harmlessly off the shields of the Pathfinders, no matter how much bulk was fired, they didn't have the velocity or the calibre to pierce the advanced shielding.

Meanwhile, the 130 Frigates would fly into a small storm of rapid beam laser fire, near enough impossible to penetrate. Each weapon was controlled by one interlinked Bioroid and he was not going to miss such a mass of targets. One Pathfinder alone had more Bioroids than the Frigates had Infected.

OCC: what? how can you stop my plasma it worked before?

OOC: It didn't work before

OOC: It didn't work before

OCC: ya it did, it took down your shields after a while to 70%

OCC: ya it did, it took down your shields after a while to 70%

OOC: After a while, but these are Combat Pathfinders, not the more pathetic Scout Pathfinders which were almost all destoryed by another Species (It also resulted in their destruction)

OOC: After a while, but these are Combat Pathfinders, not the more pathetic Scout Pathfinders which were almost all destoryed by another Species (It also resulted in their destruction)

OCC:what? lol i didnt know that.

The Vuhifellians, It cost them 6.9 billion people and 78 ships to defeat 50 Scout Pathfinders, and the loss of their homeworld. Which is now a sun.

The Vuhifellians, It cost them 6.9 billion people and 78 ships to defeat 50 Scout Pathfinders, and the loss of their homeworld. Which is now a sun.

so im basically dead is what your saying?

so im basically dead is what your saying?

OOC: Yep
Pathfinder vs. Breeder = Pathfinders win everytime

OOC: Yep
Pathfinder vs. Breeder = Pathfinders win everytime

OCC: what the hell man, so you just come out of no where an annilate me? that's retarded paddy, i know you wont be able to beat all of those viruses.

OCC: what the hell man, so you just come out of no where an annilate me? that's retarded paddy, i know you wont be able to beat all of those viruses.

OOC: No, at the moment, the bulk of the SASM forces are fighting a combined Alvo-Xiscapian Fleet. However, they have set up Sentry ships to prevent a flanking manoever. It's a basic fleet strategy. And as the SASM have proven time and time again, they are technologically superior to every race they have encountered, no matter what the numbers

300 Alversians vs 200 SASM = SASM Victory
15 Xiscapians vs 3 SASM = SASM Victory
102 Vuhifellian vs 3 SASM = SASM Victory

How about those?

OOC: No, at the moment, the bulk of the SASM forces are fighting a combined Alvo-Xiscapian Fleet. However, they have set up Sentry ships to prevent a flanking manoever. It's a basic fleet strategy. And as the SASM have proven time and time again, they are technologically superior to every race they have encountered, no matter what the numbers

300 Alversians vs 200 SASM = SASM Victory
15 Xiscapians vs 3 SASM = SASM Victory
102 Vuhifellian vs 3 SASM = SASM Victory

How about those?

impressive, but the sheer amount of Virues that can be deployed from the station, they will simple land and tear off your weopons.

impressive, but the sheer amount of Virues that can be deployed from the station, they will simple land and tear off your weopons.

How many Viruses?
Don't forget you haven't had a chance to build up your numbers yet, and eight Combat Pathfinders have enough firepower to ensure you won't even get close enough to land on one of their ships

The Breeders continued pounding the Pathfinders, trying to distract them if anything. The Viruses were becoming deadly close to there prey. the SASM return fire had obliterated 15 of them in less than 10 seconds.

How many Viruses?
Don't forget you haven't had a chance to build up your numbers yet, and eight Combat Pathfinders have enough firepower to ensure you won't even get close enough to land on one of their ships

well, 50 breeders 12 viruses for each breeder, hmm let em do the math.

that would be 600 viruses in all.

OOC: As opposed to a Pathfinder's armament of 90 particle beam cannon turrets and 20 neo-particle beam cannons.
That makes 720 Turrets and 160 Beam Cannon, each one with near perfect accuracy.

OOC: As opposed to a Pathfinder's armament of 90 particle beam cannon turrets and 20 neo-particle beam cannons.
That makes 720 Turrets and 160 Beam Cannon, each one with near perfect accuracy.

ya, i wasnt aware of there armament, idk what im supposed to do against you then, i guess im going to have to retreat, i dont see the point in even fighting you at the moment.

ya, i wasnt aware of there armament, idk what im supposed to do against you then, i guess im going to have to retreat, i dont see the point in even fighting you at the moment.

OOC: Correct. Like I said, SASM are more advanced than just about anything in this sector

The fleet of Breeders and Viruses began to turn tail and run as they realized there was nothing they could do to stop the mechanical force that was crusading upon them. The voice hailed the vessle " You may have the technology to beat us now, but you will never stop life from continuing....our life." Home was emptying as ships began firing into hyperspace.

OCC: im going to invade the sky kings in a bit.

OOC: Didn't know the Infected were one's for strategy?

The Pathfinders continued to fire at the withdrawing Infected ships, they were relentless as only machines could be.

A message was sent to the Infected

INFERIOR SPECIES

BE IT TODAY OR TOMORROW OR IN A THOUSAND YEARS TIME
WE WILL ALWAYS BE SUPERIOR. THE UNIVERSE WILL BE DISSECTED.
YOU CANNOT ESCAPE THE INEVITABLE.
YOU WILL BE ANNILIATED

Once they were satisfied the Infected were gone, seven of the ships returned to sentry duty while the eighth turned towards the Rebel Destroyer.

OOC: Didn't know the Infected were one's for strategy?

The Pathfinders continued to fire at the withdrawing Infected ships, they were relentless as only machines could be.

A message was sent to the Infected

INFERIOR SPECIES

BE IT TODAY OR TOMORROW OR IN A THOUSAND YEARS TIME
WE WILL ALWAYS BE SUPERIOR. THE UNIVERSE WILL BE DISSECTED.
YOU CANNOT ESCAPE THE INEVITABLE.
YOU WILL BE ANNILIATED

OCC: what did you think they were?

As they were exiting hyperspace, the fire from the pathfinder took the lives of three Breeders and fifteen virus's.

OCC: what did you think they were?

As they were exiting hyperspace, the fire from the pathfinder took the lives of three Breeders and fifteen virus's.

OOC: I thought they were more gung-ho

OOC: I thought they were more gung-ho

OCC: they can be, but there not stupid enough to let there whole race die out in that attack.

OOC: Creepy thought, Alversia. THE UNIVERSE WILL BE DISSECTED.
NC, Al's not being godmodish (well, he is, but the SASM aren't his primary characters), he's created a race mainly for the Alvo-Xis forces to fight, and at the begninning when he first created this race he specifically said that all RPers would have to accept the SASM as technologically superior to whatever weapons or ships they had.
Al, I think it would be hilarious to have a insane Pathfinder.
ALL HOSTILE VARIABLES WILL BE ANNILIHATED
LOL
ROGER
ENEMY SHIPS APPROACHING SECTOR 689328
SHIT
ENEMY CRAFT, PREPARE TO DIE
ENEMY CRAFT RUNNING
ROFTLOL
IC:
The Destroyer had retreated to a safe distance to watch the battle. Once it was clear the Infected were running for it, they did too. The Infected had enough firepower to destroy their ship a hundred times over, so what effect would they have against the Pathfinder when dozens of Breeders and over a hundred Viruses had failed? The ship jumped into hyperspace, away from HOME space, as the Pathfinder destroyed the fleeing Infected. "That was close," said the Captain casually.

bump-

OCC:crap i wanted something speacil planned for that crew.

OOC: Out of curiosity, why do you call Alversia "paddy?"

OOC: Out of curiosity, why do you call Alversia "paddy?"

cause hes irish

OOC: Move to OCC thread.

OOC: Move to OCC thread.

OCC: are you going to rp the sky kings?

The fleet made its way towards its oldest location, the sky kings solar system, where they first made there appearance to the universe, where once they were the defender, they would be the offender.

OOC: I don't remember anything about them, but I'll do my best....
"Officer on watch!"
"What is it?"
"Our long-range sensors have detected a fleet moving in our direction."
"Get the security systems online, power up the defenses. Put the sensors on high alert, and scramble the fighters. We haven't had an visitors in a long time, I don't want to be caught by hostile ones."
The starbase was vaugly star shaped, the jutting "arms" spiked with laser cannons. In the middle of the star was a group of buildings behind energy anf force fields. This was the Command part of the base. On the starboard side of the station was a power generator, also shielded, which provided energy for most of the defenses, as well as electricity. On the port side was the docking and hangers, at which thirty fighters, five gunboats, and two frigates were docked. The rest of the station was covered in sensors and scanners to detect incoming ships. The starbase was a lonely little outpost, in the middle of nowhere, not close to any planets or moons or asteroids or stars. It was one of the many starbases set up on a perimiter of the small but dense Sky King kingdom.

OCC: ok


The massive fleet of Infected ships dropped out of orbit near the outpost.


" We are the Infected, lower your shields, you will be intergrated within us, you will find new duty and life, resistance is...unadviseable."

"Sir, a fleet has just dropped into real space. Twenty, fourty...eight, a hundred...probably more. They look like bee hives, sir. black bee hives."
"Bee hives or no bee hives, what do they want?"
As if on cue, a message came in:
" We are the Infected, lower your shields, you will be intergrated within us, you will find new duty and life, resistance is...unadviseable."
"Send a message back. We don't tolerate this nonsense here."
Infected, lower your shields and prepare for boarding. You have tresspassed on Sky Kings space, resistance will be met with deady force
A frigate exited the docking and moved towards the huge fleet.
OOC:
How many Breeders are in the fleet? Are there any Hive Minds? What do the Breeders look like again?

"Sir, a fleet has just dropped into real space. Twenty, fourty...eight, a hundred...probably more. They look like bee hives, sir. black bee hives."
"Bee hives or no bee hives, what do they want?"
As if on cue, a message came in:

"Send a message back. We don't tolerate this nonsense here."

A frigate exited the docking and moved towards the huge fleet.
OOC:
How many Breeders are in the fleet? Are there any Hive Minds? What do the Breeders look like again?

54 breeders in main fleet: all of the hive minds: Breeders look like this: http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/7/7d/250px-Wraith_Hive-Ship_--_Stargate_Atlantis.jpg

Hundreds of Viruses began to charge the station, while the fleet began a vicuious plasma assault, the fleet firepower was like watching light-blue rain fall upon the starbase.

OOC: You seem to like the metaphor, "light blue rain."
IC:
The only thing in between the station and the fleet was the frigate. It opened fire with it's railguns and laser turrets, blasting away at the Viruses. The station's laser defenses came to life and the entire station began to rotate, the laser cannons blasting away at the Breeders with terrible force. The 30 fighters left their hangers to engage the Viruses, the five gunboats split up, three to fight the Viruses, two to fight the Breeders. The other frigate put the stream of Viruses between itself and the Breeders and fired on the Breeders from there. The station was repetedly impacted by the plasma, but the shields only weakened a fraction of a percent. You could, of course, bombard the station for days, and finally the shield would go down, but the faster, easier way was to penetrate the shield with small craft and either shut the substation power generator down or blow it up. For this reason Command was heavily shielded, and the hangers/docks and power station were heavily guarded by AA guns.

OCC: That's the best way to describe it.

The Sky kings station was formidable, it had killed 2 Breeders and 20 viruses. The breeders turned there weopons to the vessles that were defending the station, bringing down scary firepower. The Hive Minds unloaded there massive broadside plasma cannons( these are 5x the normal breeders weopon, an enlarged version, they look like a black bees nest, with the same weopons as the breeder, 15 broadside guns.). The virus's continued to reach the station, incoming weopons fire flew past them, and for the unlucky, impacting them.

The defending frigate was torn apart by the massive firepower, and a not-too-quick gunboat was destroyed. The other frigate shadowed the Viruses, so all incoming fire hit the Viruses instead of it. The fighters were simply too quick to be hit by the slow broadside cannons, and continued to tear apart the Viruses with their lasers. The stations shields flickered but refused to fail, and the destroying lasers continued to fire out, protected by the shield. A gunboat weaved thoughout the Breeders, slower than the fighters but still too quick to be destroyed except by a very lucky shot. It fired it's laser batteries, small and relatively weak as they were, into the side of the Breeders. The rest of the gunboats flew in and out of the Viruses, destroying them quickly with their array of laser and railgun weaponry.
OOC:
Frigate- Two laser cannons, eight railguns
Gunboat- Four mini laser cannons, four rail guns
Fighter- duel laser cannons.
OOC2: Gotta go.

The virus's split up, half of them went after the boats and fighters, while the other half were now upon the station, they began there time to dismantle the ships weopons from the outside.

OCC: kk

OOC: All the weapons are inside the shield, protected.
IC: The fighters proved once more to be too quick for the Viruses, moving too fast and manuvering on hairpins, blasting incoming Viruses. The pilots were good, but it didn't stop the Viruses. Three fighters were absorbed into a Virus, but it was clear after this to the remaining 27 pilots what to do. The gunboats made for much easier targets, they were slower and less agile. One was "bitten" but made it away, one of it's engines gone, slowing it even further. Another was halfway consumed by a Virus, then it broke free, firing it's weapons inside the Virus, but was ganged up on as another three Viruses slammed into it, tearing the ship apart, the crew eaten or exposed to the harsh vacuum of space. The last frigate fired it's lasers and railguns at the nearest Hive Mind. There was now one frigate, twenty-seven fighters, and three gunboats left.

OCC:ok

The last frigates firepower slowly chipped off small parts of the Hive Mind. It was appearant that the station wasnt going to fall without a great amount of casualitys. The Voice proposed an manuever to the other two hive minds, and, for the first time it was put to the test. The three Hive Minds and Breeders were going "hit" the station with there bodys, eventually repeating the manuver again...they began to pick up pace.

The shields fell a significant amount as the Hive Minds hit it. This was the last thing anyone expected. All firepower, both from the ships and from the station, turned to destroying the Hive Minds ramming the station. Large laser beams, smaller lasers, railguns and a few missiles all streaked towards the leading Hive Mind as it sped forward to kamakazee into the station.

bump-sorry, i wont be on for at least an hour or 2.

The only thing that had any effect on the hive mind was the large lasers, and even those were only light for the massive living mind. The second and third Hive Minds connected, as they "tackled" the station with there heavy bodys, while the Breeders continued pounding the shields from afar.

The plasma fire itself did almost nothing, but the shields continued to absorb huge amounts of damage. The guns suddenly stopped and silently retracted into the base. The shields now had more power. The small craft continued to fire on the Hive Minds, helpless against the massive bulk. On the station troops assembled for combat against the alien invaders.

The Breeders seeing the station stopped firing, turned towards the small craft, firing plasma cannons at full power. Infected troops aboard the Virus's and breeders gathered in almost crowds preparing to go toe to toe with the sky kings.

Once again, the fighters were far too quick for the Breeder's guns. Another gunboat, however, was destroyed. The frigate took damage, one of it's engines offline, shields down and the hull damaged. It drifted in space, away from the fighting. The remianing gunboats and fighters turned and ran back for the station. The space battle was over, and the battle for the station was about to begin.

The remaining Breeders encircled the station, preparing to board it from all sides, Viruses were now firmly able to begin tearing into the station without fear of retaliation from station weapons.

Spacesuited troops bounded out of the airlocks. They carried anti-vehicle missile lauchers, mines and grenades. They shot off at the Viruses tearing away at the station's structure, missiles and grenades floating towards them. The gunboats hovered above, ready to blast any Infected troops that breached the shields. The fighters flew around inside the station's shield, waiting for a target, blasting at the Viruses with missiles.

twenty Viruses were killed in the suprise spacesuit enemys, the others Viruses reached out with there tentacles to grab men and kill them. The Breeder opend up on the station again, this time at close range. The Hive Minds joined in, blasting the station at close to point blank.

As the soldiers (http://shoofly-stock.deviantart.com/art/Space-Guard-Stock-2-51439915) were grabbed they screamed, firing all the way as they were ripped apart. Not all the soldiers were killed, many hid in crevices and holes in the station's armor and continued firing on the Viruses from there. About fifty soldiers had been sent out, and now twenty remained. Unfortunatly for them, however, the station's shield failed, exposing the station to enemy attack. The fighters made another effort to destroy the Viruses, along with the two remaining gunboats.

The Viruses were now orderd to ignore the space troops, althought this would cost more lives, they would not be able to tip the scales. The Viruses were now bearing down upon gunboats, they had sufferd another death rate of ten viruses. The fighters had become an enormous hassel for the attacking fleet, three breeders focused as many plasma cannons as they could onto them, hopefully to hit them.

If the situation had not been so serious, the fighter pilots would have been amused. The only thing that would work was tracking missiles or AA weapons, of which the Infected seemed to have neither. Still, the combined assault destroyed another two fighters, bring their count down to twenty-five. The gunboats were quickly torn apart by the Viruses, as they were too slow to manuver away.

It seemed useless for the Breeders to fight the fighters. Viruses began to attack the fighters, they were the fastest thing the infected had use of, they werent great at it, but they could get the job done when they had the numbers, the Breeders trained there attention on the station, firing at its shield generator and comms.

The comms were damaged and then destroyed quickly. The generator, however, was made of sterner stuff. It absorbed the plasma fire without showing much damage. Outside the fighters were making their way though as best they could, with Viruses preying on fighter and vice versa. Five more fighters were lost, eaten or torn apart. Lasers fired as the fighters chased the Viruses, and missiles rose from the surface of the station from the surviving troops.

As soon as comms was destroyed Breeders opend fire at the whole station, they just wanted to do as much damage as possible. The Hive Minds now focused there firepower onto the shield generators, even though the shields were down, they wanted to make sure they didnt get back up. Viruses continued to ignore the troops, that would cost them five more deaths, including the troops inside, they kept coming after fighters, they were a violent enemy. Fighters had killed off another three Viruses. Space was filled with scrap metal and organs.

The suicide charge killed off another six Viruses, leaving the total viruses numbers to 256. The fighters were then easy prey to the surviving viruses. The Hive Minds echoed into the station.

" There is still redemtion"

Huge chunks of armor were blasted off, buildings errupted into flames and metal spiriled in space. The generator building, weakened by the constant fire, was blown apart in a huge explosion that seperated a small portion of the station from the main mass. The fighters manuvered away, flying away from the Viruses, apparently abandoning the station. They suddenly turned back around, the entire force heading dead-on for the dozens of Viruses trying to rip them apart.

The suicide charge killed off another six Viruses, leaving the total viruses numbers to 256. The fighters were then easy prey to the surviving viruses. The Hive Minds echoed into the station.

" There is still redemtion"
All the fighters were annilhated, torn apart. There was now no ships left outside the station. The station's guns, what was left of them, came out to blast the enemy ships, without a fear of their energy being a drain on the shields. It was incredible that this little outpost station was doing so much damage to a huge war fleet. The troops outside the station hurried back inside, anxious not to share the fate of their comrades they had witnessed being torn apart by the Viruses.

One Breeder died from blood loss dealt by the stations guns. The entire rest of the fleet opend fire on the unshielded stations gun's.

" You will be given two choices...death...or life, to move on in one form or turn to dust."

The station, not having comms, could not repond. But the station guns firing a last volly said enough. Then they were destroyed. The station was helpless. No weapons, no comms, no shields, no ships. Only the soldiers stationed inside. The troops waited in apprehension for the first of the shock troops to appear. They were fighting a lost battle, and they knew it. What the Infected did not know about were two things: The message they had managed to get out before their comms were destroyed, and the supposedly damaged frigate which was now far from the station, lost in the void.

The Viruses now slammed hard against the station, boring throught anywhere they could find, sometimes they would deploy troops through the very holes the breeders guns made. Over four hundred troops were going to start the stations invasion, assorted arms fire filled the corridors.

Since the fleet had appeared the station's defense soldiers had been preparing for this. They were well dug in, behind boxes and steel walls as cover. Railguns, machine guns, pistols, rifles, grenades, rocket lauchers, flamethrowers, gas and combat knives were all weapons used. The soldiers would concentrate fire on the biggest thing they could spot and move progressivly downward until all the hostiles were eliminated. At the moment the Infected had only breached the outer walls, they were very far from the Command Center deep at the heavily armored part of the station.

Fire fighting erupted in the corridors of the station as the two sides began to duke it out, at one moment a infected soldier would be blown away by a grenade or rifle, while the other moment a infected would be slashing a sky king to pieces. More soldiers poured in as Virus re-armed themselves with more troops from the breeders.

Neither side gave any ground as the halls and airlocks piled high with the bodies of the dead and the dying. Bullets shredded Infected on one side, while combat forms tore apart soldiers on the other. The station had a garrison of some 500 soldiers, so the battle promised to be long and hard. In the main hall leading to the barricks a dozen soldiers fired down the hall at the advancing Infected lines. There was so many of them...to many to take down and win. Too many...

The infected now would start to begin the maind inavsion, the star shaped station was being invaded at every point of the star. These forces would fight there way to the center, meaning that all infected forces would reach the center from all sides. The battle raged on, over one hundred infected were killed so far, but there was still more to come.

OCC: k im back, my comp tweaked so i had to restart.

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The infected now would start to begin the maind inavsion, the star shaped station was being invaded at every point of the star. These forces would fight there way to the center, meaning that all infected forces would reach the center from all sides. The battle raged on, over one hundred infected were killed so far, but there was still more to come.
As the two sides battled the station's inner comms were a confused flood of comm chatter:
"Fireteam rushs!"
"This is Snakebite squad three, bearing down on a squirter running from your fire."
"Shot. Center mass. He's down."
"Go, go, go!"
"Don't let them breach that door! Seals, put the seals in place!"
"They're all over-"
"Gaarrgh!"
"Ah, ah, ahh! Get it off, dear God, get it away!"
The Sky Kings forces were slowly but surely falling back. For every step back they took the enemy lost a soldier, but it there didn't seem to be any end to them. The troops were scared, and worst yet, they were being cut off from the barracks and armories. Those soldiers who weren't able to fall back to the "inner ring", a maze of halls and rooms around the Command Center, found themselves fighting in isolated pockets surronded by the enemy.

It was bitter that many infected had been lost, but oh so sweet as they began to surround the enemy at the center of the station, the isolated pockets were being over run by new troops being brought in by the breeders. The main hive hind opend fire upon a section of the ship, blowing it away, some infected cuold be seen flying out into blackness.

With them surronded and cornerd, the troops began to fall easier than before. They were simply giving up hope. The stations inner areas were defended by battle droids and autoturrets, which assisted the few troopers left in taking out the Infected. In the Command Center half a dozen commanders, along with four guards and two techs, had locked themselves in, blast doors and keypads and autoturrets and battle droids defending.

The automated defensinses soon fell as the infected simply overwhelmed them, though the cost was not very pretty. Now with nothing but the commander inside the infected had reached the center, they banged on the door from all sides

" Surrender, death or life your options are these."

The unholy voice was terrifying, echoing thoughout the room, promising horror and gore. The Lieutenants and reamaining soldiers barricaded themselves on the far side of the room, ready to fire into the flood of Infected. Three battle droids were stationed at the left side of the door, and five autoturrets covered the blast door that was the only enterence into the Command Center. Unknown to the surviving soldiers or the Infected, the Commander had dropped down a secret passage leading to the hangers, hoping to escape. He crawled along, prone, though the cold metal tunnel until he reached the hanger. He got out and stood up. No hostiles that he could see. Blaster pistol out, he looked in vain for an escape craft.