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OOC: Here's the premise. 'Overnight' a huge Asteroid field has appeared. It forms a large 'Wall' which sensors can not penetrate. It is not connected to any particualr place - approaching it will 'pull' into this strange place. You can and go from the area as you please - to start with. Basically, anyone can join in this RP from their own 'space' no matter where they are, as this area inhabits many particular places.

IC: "... and I'm telling you sir, it wasn't there last week!"

"Are you sure Captain?" Came the reply over the comms array, "Is it not possible the Frigate Flagship's sensor's weren't malfunctioning?

"No Admiral. We piloted the Flagship right up to it, so we could have a visual sighting on it! Sir, I demand you bring the MCD Jury and see for yourself!"

"You are in no position to demand anything Captain! Know your place!" Rebuked Admiral Clark

"Sorry sir." Came the timid reply from the Flagship

"Having said that, very well. Take me to your discovery - but should you be mistaken, you shall be disiplined for wasting my time."

"Aye, sir!'

Captain Gear closed the communications channel, relieved. The events of the last few hours were the strangest have had ever known. He was patrolling his sector of space in his frigate, as normal. Suddenly he encountered 'it'. A huge asteroid belt - so large a planet could be on the inside. In fact, it was theroised there was one, because the asteroids appear to orbit something big.

'Enter maxium Hyperspace - you know are destination' Captain Pole

'Yes sir.' Came the response.

Bump

The Scavenger class battleship " Odyssey" suddenly appeard in the strange place, not knowing how it had got there. It picked up the vessel on sensors.

Seconds later, the Frigate Flagship and Mole Class Destroyer Jury existed hyperspace.

"There you see Admiral! A huge asteroid field has appeared out of nowhere!"

"Yes, thank you Captain, I can see it. Wait, what's that?"

The two ships had suddenly detected the Odyssey on their sensors

"How did they get there?"

The Admiral flicked a few buttons to send an open channeled messege

"Unidentified Vessel, this is Mole Class Destroyer Jury. You have violated Mole Space. Identify yourself immediately and state your intentions."

Bump!

The Doomknight, one of Warhaven's more powerful Warships, certainly not its most powerful but still a very serious threat.

At the moment, it was cruising The Great Andromedian Crystaline Asteroid Field, minding its own business, more or less.

"Captain Tiller, I'm not quite sure how to explain this, but, there's a new Asteroid field intermingling with the Crystal field. This one does not appear to be comprised of Crystals. Its like it just appeared overnight. It was not here two weeks ago, Archived scans confirm that much." said a young lady at the con.

"Interesting." was all the captain said.
Privately he wondered if they should go explore it or not. He wanted to, having always desired to be an explorer since birth, but there was the rest of the crew, and how would he justify this to the Military Activities Board, The Doomknight was not just some civilian ship that could go wandering off on its own whenever it pleased.
"Captain?" asked the same young lady.
the captain made a decision. One he was almost certain he would have to pay for later.
"Take us into this new field. Certainly as members of the Warhaven Military, it is our duty to be alert for new threats to the Empire. Let us take an initial investigation into this new field, and then alert the Department of Scientific Inquiry." The Captain said.

As the Doomknight turned into the Field, The Captain sat forward.

"Yellow Alert." The Captain said, sending all essential personel to their stations, and enabling the engines to spread the Distortion shield over the ship.

As it sailed slowly, cautiously through the field, observers would see it flickering, as though it were a hologram with a faulty projector. This was simply the effect of the Distortion shield, which phased the ship in and out of being.

The Distortion Shield wasn't really a shield, so much as it was an area of effect that happened to encompass only the the same area as the ship itself. To one inside the ship, everything appeared normal, to those outside, the ship faded in and out of being sporadicly, never entirely disappearing, never entirely being there. It was like watching a great mutitude of ripples collide on a pond, and when someone attacked, this phasing in and out of being allowed some attacks to simply pass through the ship without so much as touching it.

Rippling, The Doomknight rolled through the field, until it came upon the other three ships.
"Full stop, we don't want to alarm them into firing unduly, what if there's some sort of a giant space monster that set this up as a trap to eat us?" The captain said, recalling his favorite childhood fairytale about the brave crew of a ship that does run accross such a monster.

"Greetings my name is Captain Roto Tiller, perhaps we got lost, perhaps we didn't, maybe there's something strange happening, maybe not, but this Asteroid field just suddenly appeared out of nowhere next to our own, and we thought to come take a look at it. Do you happen to know where it came from?" The captain asked, hoping that maybe someone could tell him why this asteroid field suddenly occupied an area so close to his home territory.

<snippy>

With the Jury occupied, it was left to the Flagship to investigate the newcomers

'Captain... This ship... it is... disappearing, and then re -appearing?'

"Like a ghost ship?"

'No sir. It's there, some sort of energy field appears to be affecting the space around it... Sensors are trying to get a lock on it and are currently failing.'

The captain thought for a bit. A minute had passed since the hail. He dare not leave to much of a gap, but until he knew what exactly he was dealing with, he would say nothing.

"I want you to try your best to adapt the sensors - see if you can at least produce a semi-lock on it"

'Aye Captain!'

"Also, work on a possible jamming method on this energy field!"

'Yes sir!'

With his crew now occupied, and the sensors and computers in overdrive to process the incoming data, Captain Gear now opened a channel to the alien vessel

"Attention Captain Roto Tiller! Your ship has not only breached the frontier of Mole Space, but also travelled many lightyears into it! Stand down your energy field and state your attentions immediately!"

With the Jury occupied, it was left to the Flagship to investigate the newcomers

'Captain... This ship... it is... disappearing, and then re -appearing?'

"Like a ghost ship?"

'No sir. It's there, some sort of energy field appears to be affecting the space around it... Sensors are trying to get a lock on it and are currently failing.'

The captain thought for a bit. A minute had passed since the hail. He dare not leave to much of a gap, but until he knew what exactly he was dealing with, he would say nothing.

"I want you to try your best to adapt the sensors - see if you can at least produce a semi-lock on it"

'Aye Captain!'

"Also, work on a possible jamming method on this energy field!"

'Yes sir!'

With his crew now occupied, and the sensors and computers in overdrive to process the incoming data, Captain Gear now opened a channel to the alien vessel

"Attention Captain Roto Tiller! Your ship has not only breached the frontier of Mole Space, but also travelled many lightyears into it! Stand down your energy field and state your attentions immediately!"

"Molespace, Lightyears? No, we came only a few short lightyears out of The Great Andromedian Crystaline Asteroid Field, we discovered a brand new Asteroid field next to it that wasn't there last week, and decided to investigate the strange occurance. However, let us say for the moment, that we are both right. We came from our space, you came from yours. I've read stories of many strange happenings in space, but never thought I would encounter such a strange happening myself.

If that is true, then all four ships have come to be caught in something new, and should leave assumptions of my space and your space out of the equation. Perhaps a large pocket in space has formed, that drew us all here, if that is the case, then ceretainly it is no one's space, for we have no way of defining exactly where here is.

In the intrests of peace I will drop The Distortion Shield, and suggust we work together in the intrests of science. I certainly don't know where this field came from, or how it came to be here, and certainly we shouldn't start a fight here, least something undesirable happen." Captain Tiller said.

After the transmission, one last great wave of energy swept through the ship, and suddenly it was all there. It strongly resembled a Star Destroyer, but was sleeker, as though the design had been compressed. There was no tower, and some said it looked like an Arrow head from the days when bows and arrows were used.

Now that the Doomknight was claerly visible, the Captain Gulped.

"Halt!" he cried out. The Flagship came to a rapid halt.

From the Doomknight it would appear as though they were scared - almost as though two street fighters were squaring up to each other, and one of them sudden produced a gun!

The Flagship had a good reason to be cautious. The Doomknight was much bigger than the best attempts at scanning appeared to suggest, it completely dwarfed the Flagship

Eventually, Captain Gear retained his nerve

"Your 'explanation' is impossible. I came here - left and came back! This is not some pocket of space I assure you. I'll prove it to you! I'll leave sensor range, turn around and come back"

With that, the frigate charged up its hyperdrive engines and zoomed off, far into the distance. Moments later it did return - but from the opposite direction the one it left in. The result of such a strange occurance was utter confusement.

'Sir... We are back where we started... but we never turned round!'

"How can that be!"

Now that the Doomknight was claerly visible, the Captain Gulped.

"Halt!" he cried out. The Flagship came to a rapid halt.

From the Doomknight it would appear as though they were scared - almost as though two street fighters were squaring up to each other, and one of them sudden produced a gun!

The Flagship had a good reason to be cautious. The Doomknight was much bigger than the best attempts at scanning appeared to suggest, it completely dwarfed the Flagship

Eventually, Captain Gear retained his nerve

"Your 'explanation' is impossible. I came here - left and came back! This is not some pocket of space I assure you. I'll prove it to you! I'll leave sensor range, turn around and come back"

With that, the frigate charged up its hyperdrive engines and zoomed off, far into the distance. Moments later it did return - but from the opposite direction the one it left in. The result of such a strange occurance was utter confusement.

'Sir... We are back where we started... but we never turned round!'

"How can that be!"

OOC: That had to have been one incredibly good guess on my part.:)

"It would appear, as I said earlier, that there is something unusual going on here. I assure you I don't often go wandering into other people's sovereign territories without an invite." Captain Tiller said. He was glad he wasn't as quick to fight as some of his fellow captains. He had a pretty level head on his shoulders, and usually looked for more peaceful solutions first. He wasn't a coward, he just didn't like jumping straight to the fight. It was probably why he had been given such a high position.

Meanwhile, the ship began a full scan of the area, picking up whatever it possibly could, hoping to find another piece of the strange puzzle they were in.

OOC: Yes... most impressive ;)

IC: "Very well. You seem to know more about this... 'event' than we do. Do enlighten us on what you know?"

OOC: Yes... most impressive ;)

IC: "Very well. You seem to know more about this... 'event' than we do. Do enlighten us on what you know?"

"Not a damn thing. I just remember hearing childhood fairytales about crews of various ships getting caught by various strange phenoma, and meeting strange and exotic aliens. I was simply thinking along those lines, and it appears, indicated soley by your one way loop, that my theory has been validated. However, I am not a scientist. That, is why I have on board several hundred Aquamarinians. Their the smart ones. We started a scan, preliminary results should be coming in any second now."Captain Tiller said.

An Aquamarinian who preferred to be known as Bob sat at a screen looking at the scan.

OOC: Its not my thread, you gotta tell me what the results are.

The Alliance vessle didnt reply for about a minute, then it hailed back its cold message.

" We are the Imitators, lower your shields and surrender, you will be brought into new life as you join our Alliance among the stars, defiance will be met with violence"

The Alliance vessle didnt reply for about a minute, then it hailed back its cold message.
OOC: Keep in mind, there is only one of these Plate Type 9s in my entire navy

" We are the Imitators, lower your shields and surrender, you will be brought into new life as you join our Alliance among the stars, defiance will be met with violence"

" What the fuck? Where are we? Scanners! Now! "

The plate type 9 known as the " Sondre " came into view. Being nearly 9 miles long and being a plate ship, it was one of the most formidable ships in the known universe. Able to blow a planet to bits in one shot. The pride and joy of the ECF navy, was LOST in some strange area of space.

The captain was freaking out completely, for he had NO Idea where he was and he just heard a very frightening transmission to another ship in the area.

" Opps, what do you have on sensors? "

The incredibly complex sensor net gave an entire view of what was going on.

" Sir that ship is threatening a much less defended vessel, asking for surrender "

" Red Alert! Shielding systems online now! And get me a scan of that aggressive ship! "

" Scan complete captain, low yeild partical weapons and limited sheilding when compared to our vessel, we can defeat them, and need I remind you, our emitter grids ( top and bottom ) can fire any kind of arc we need them to! "

" Lock weapons on that ship and hail them "

The massive ship turned on its side, leaving 7 miles of emitter pad pointing straight at the enemy.

" Do not fire on that vessel, or you will be destroyed. We can all work out where we are peacefully. "

" What the fuck? Where are we? Scanners! Now! "

The plate type 9 known as the " Sondre " came into view. Being nearly 9 miles long and being a plate ship, it was one of the most formidable ships in the known universe. Able to blow a planet to bits in one shot. The pride and joy of the ECF navy, was LOST in some strange area of space.

The captain was freaking out completely, for he had NO Idea where he was and he just heard a very frightening transmission to another ship in the area.

" Opps, what do you have on sensors? "

The incredibly complex sensor net gave an entire view of what was going on.

" Sir that ship is threatening a much less defended vessel, asking for surrender "

" Red Alert! Shielding systems online now! And get me a scan of that aggressive ship! "

" Scan complete captain, low yeild partical weapons and limited sheilding when compared to our vessel, we can defeat them, and need I remind you, our emitter grids ( top and bottom ) can fire any kind of arc we need them to! "

" Lock weapons on that ship and hail them "

The massive ship turned on its side, leaving 7 miles of emitter pad pointing straight at the enemy.

" Do not fire on that vessel, or you will be destroyed. We can all work out where we are peacefully. "

OCC: the imitators will act like normal people when needed to, i will bump my factbook for you.
The Scavenger hailed towards the new vessle as it scanned it, showing that this newcomer had the firepower to annilhate them, they would switch to insurgency mode.

" Greeting new vessle we are the Alliance, yes, we may negotiate this, may we aboard your fine vessle?"

OCC: the imitators will act like normal people when needed to, i will bump my factbook for you.
The Scavenger hailed towards the new vessle as it scanned it, showing that this newcomer had the firepower to annilhate them, they would switch to insurgency mode.

" Greeting new vessle we are the Alliance, yes, we may negotiate this, may we aboard your fine vessle?"

OOC: Hello, Im a vet player, just have not been around for awhile, my people can be calm as well! Nice to meet you.

IC:

" We are the ECF, Generation 40, Send a shuttle craft to the rear of the ship, a docking port will be opened for you, guards will accompany you to the conference room. Sondre out. "

OOC: Hello, Im a vet player, just have not been around for awhile, my people can be calm as well! Nice to meet you.

IC:

" We are the ECF, Generation 40, Send a shuttle craft to the rear of the ship, a docking port will be opened for you, guards will accompany you to the conference room. Sondre out. "

They were beamed straight into the conference room, they consisted of

Captain Jack (Human), along with 2 Calaverian guards( humans) and one swarmite(look up races that have been assimilated). Captain Jack spoke " Hello, im Captain Jack Murphy of the ship Marathon greetings from the Alliance."

They were beamed straight into the conference room, they consisted of

Captain Jack (Human), along with 2 Calaverian guards( humans) and one swarmite(look up races that have been assimilated). Captain Jack spoke " Hello, im Captain Jack Murphy of the ship Marathon greetings from the Alliance."

Captain Willing was already sitting at the conference table.

" Don't worry about biohazards, the shielding already took care of that, don't expect to be able to do that normally, the computers let you in, and we already took care of those weapons "

The computer had already disarmed the guards by grabbing them in they're own transporter field.

" Its nothing personal, just standard proedcure. Oh yeah! I am Captain Willing from the ECF, 3rd Fleet, how can I help you? As you can see, our technology is quite advanced"

" But that doesnt help me either, how did we end up here? And Im happy to answer any questions you have about the ECF or this ship"

Captain Willing was already sitting at the conference table.

" Don't worry about biohazards, the shielding already took care of that, don't expect to be able to do that normally, the computers let you in, and we already took care of those weapons "

The computer had already disarmed the guards by grabbing them in they're own transporter field.

" Its nothing personal, just standard proedcure. Oh yeah! I am Captain Willing from the ECF, 3rd Fleet, how can I help you? As you can see, our technology is quite advanced"

" But that doesnt help me either, how did we end up here? And Im happy to answer any questions you have about the ECF or this ship"

Jack smiled " We dont know how we got here" he became happy as a kid when he replyed " Everything", but he didnt show this.

Jack smiled " We dont know how we got here" he became happy as a kid when he replyed " Everything", but he didnt show this.
OOC: Bed time for me but will post tomarrow morning.


" We'll figure it out soon enough, the trans sensors are running scans on it right now. Ask away about the ship if you desire. "

OOC: Bed time for me but will post tomarrow morning.


" We'll figure it out soon enough, the trans sensors are running scans on it right now. Ask away about the ship if you desire. "

Jack smiled again " Your ship dosnt concern us...it is you and your people, we would like to you know about you, life, and if possible what your worlds are like in person."

"Not a damn thing. I just remember hearing childhood fairytales about crews of various ships getting caught by various strange phenoma, and meeting strange and exotic aliens. I was simply thinking along those lines, and it appears, indicated soley by your one way loop, that my theory has been validated. However, I am not a scientist. That, is why I have on board several hundred Aquamarinians. Their the smart ones. We started a scan, preliminary results should be coming in any second now."Captain Tiller said.

An Aquamarinian who preferred to be known as Bob sat at a screen looking at the scan.

OOC: Its not my thread, you gotta tell me what the results are.

OOC: Depending on the power of your scanners, you find a huge, dense asteroid field that deflects most of your scan. However, it appears to be orbitting a massive body of something.

If they are even more powerful, they may detect a small energy signal.

The Alliance vessle didnt reply for about a minute, then it hailed back its cold message.

" We are the Imitators, lower your shields and surrender, you will be brought into new life as you join our Alliance among the stars, defiance will be met with violence"

OOC: Just to let you know, I'm a little behind everything here. Bear with me

IC: The Large Mole Class Destroyer Jury responded, "The Great Nation of Moleland does no take threats lightly - stand down or you will be fired upon."

Before a response was received, a new ship arrived. It was bigger than the Jury by almost 75%. Before the Jury responded to the newcomer, communications between the two had resulted in teleportation

By now, the Flagship had reunited with the Jury and both of them had their weapons charged - ready for any change in the situation

ooc: room for one more?

ic:

The sister ships Flame of the AEsir and Light of the Vanir cruised through the asteroid belt of the Solar System. Classified as corvette/frigates, they were the newest Asgard-class ships of the Commonwealth's Space Defense Force; the Spacy. This was the Vanir's shakedown cruise, having just been commissioned for service a month before.

Inside the combined bridge/CIC, the ladar operator, 1PO* Marcus Calder became alert. There seemed to be a new asteroid belt off of the ship's port bow. But how was that possible?

"TAO, I've got an unidentified formation, bearing 320-020," Calder announced.

"An unidentified formation, within the system?" Lt. James Fuller asked. "Check your instruments," he instructed, "Comm, raise the AEsir. See if they detect it too."

FSS Flame of the AEsir

Inside her office, Commander Murrue Ramius** sifted through the results of the previous week's weapons drills. She was still proud that her crew was still the better of the two, but the Vanir's personnel seemed to be getting the hang of space warfare. The comm. console on her desk chirped, and she switched it on.

"Ramius," she answered.

"Captain, we have a situation. An unidentified asteroid formation has appeared," reported Lt. Commander Natalie Badgiruel, the XO.

"I'm on my way."

As Ramius made ready to leave her office, she happened to glance out the observation window, which faced portside. She gasped audibly at the strange occurrence thar appeared before her.

Bridge/CIC

"It seems our sensors are ineffective as well," Ramius said. In front of her, the floating flatscreen image of Commander Christopher Howell, the Vanir's Captain, nodded in agreement.

"Our probes have also proved to be ineffective. Upon reaching the demarcation line, all telemetric data ceases."

"I'll contact Tyr station," Ramius replied, referring to the spacedock orbiting Mars. "We'll await further instructions."

"Captain," Howell replied. "Perhaps we should just bring the ships in. There's been no indication of the probes being destroyed. Perhaps its just a phenomena of the asteroids."

"And if not, we jeapordize the lives of over 400 men and women, not to mention our ships," she answered.

"Captain, we're of equal rank, so you can't necessarily order me. I for one am not willing to sit on our hands as Command decides what to do. We're changing heading. If you want to follow, try to keep up." His transmission suddenly cut, and Ramius looked in silent fury as the blue-white coronas of the Vanir's engines ignited.

"Captain...?" Badgiruel asked from her seat in the CIC.

"Helm, bring us alongside the Vanir. Increase to flank. Try and cut him off!"

"Helm answering, course laid in, increasing to flank speed!" the helmsman replied.

As the ships raced alongside one another, the distance between them and the belt diminished at an incredible rate. It soon became apparent that both ship's velocity would bring them into contact, and Captain Ramius waited for the inevitable.

"Sound collision!" she ordered, the alarm blaring almost before she was done speaking. "All stop!"

The ships suddenly blinked into what appeared to be a foreign area of space. Ladar reported several ships in the vicinity, more than one was several times larger than the pair of Spacy ships.

*Petty Officer 1st Class

**I know, I know. not original.

OOC: Nope :p

IC: As the new arrives appeared in the area, they found themselves scanned by both the Flagship and Jury

After a few seconds of scanning, a communication channel was opened.

"This is Mole Class Destroyer Jury to unidentified vessels. Please identy yourselves and state your intentions."

A huge Space Hulk, The Torch of the Word entered the area, it had come to bear the Holy Word of Chaos, and it was nearing a large asteroid feild. It picked up several transmissions, and instead of backing off, it flew ponderously towards where the communications were coming from.
We come to Bear the Word of Chaos The message was whispered via telepathy, and anybody with the slightest bit of Psychic power would hear it, and the Torch would not stop until it had enlightened the non-believers to the Word of Chaos.

Captain Tiller looked at the results even as all the other ships entered the strange area. As Bob, The Chief Science Officer, explained the results, he reached an agreement with all the other Aquamarinians to temporarily turn off their Psionic powers, not knowing what having them would do here, and thus they never heard the words of those who had come to spread chaos.

Transmitting to The Flagship alone, Captain Tiller said "Our scans indicate a huge, dense asteroid field that deflects most of our scans. However, it appears to be orbitting a massive body of something. What, we can't be sure." Captain Tiller said.

Then, opening the Transmissions wider, he spoke to everybody in the system.

"Greetings. I am Captain Roto Tiller of The Dark Empire of Warhaven. Now it would seem that what we have here is a case of curiosity that killed that cat. I'm willing to bet most of us, if not all of us, first approached this oddball pocket in space out of a sense of curiosity and a desire to see why it just suddenly appeared out of thin space overnight. I'm sure we've all tried scanning, gods know I have, and most of mine have been deflected, if not simply inneffective.

Now we all have ships, and we're all armed to the teeth, lets not shed blood on what is to us, a new area of space, possibly a new phenominon altogether. Its not right that something so new should be stained with violence.

The Moleland people have already tried leaving, and indeed, succeeded entirely, they left one side of this field, only to suddenly reappear on the otherside, as though this was all the space there was, and it was bonded together like a Moebius Strip, so simply turnging around and leaving is clearly not an option. We should act like the reasonable sentient beings we all claim to be, and work together to figure out first of all, just what this place is, why it is the way it is, and finally, how to get out of here." he said, then ended the transmission.

OOC: I decided to go with medium strength, so as to not be a mr. Know-it-all and leave something for someone else to discover.

East Coast, its been a few years since we RP'ed together.

A Templar Wraith-ship appeared.
"Where the hell is this place?" The captain yelled. "Emergency sonar!" A huge pulse of harmless sonic energy shot out from the ship, bouncing back off every ship and asteroid. "Theres too much debris to get a clear scan, but there are other ships in here."
"Hmm... Broadcast a message in all known languages so we can establish exactly who is out there. Keep weapons powered."

OOC: http://kofler.dot.at/40k/units/Chaos_Cruiser.gif :Wraith Ship

On the bridge of the Hwelpian, Picket Class Warship

"Captain Erkenbrand! An asteroid field has just appeared on our sensors, sir!" shouted Ensign Orville Keyes.

"Interesting, Ensign Keyes. Wait, what?" replied a rather bored looking Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand.

"Sir! An asteroid field has ju-"

"I understand what you said, but HOW CAN THIS BE?" Erkenbrand cut in.

"I dont know sir, should we contact fleet command?" worried Keyes.

"Immediatly! Comm-Officer Bauer? Contact the Iter Formator!" bawled Erkenbrand.

"Sir! Contact the Iter Formator, Aye!"

The Message

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Diabolus Abominor)
To Admiral Von Hersching of the Iter Formator. The Hwelpian has encountered an asteroid belt. It does not appear on any star maps of the sector. Be advised, this could be either an enemy act or simply a planar anomoly. Requesting immediate action.
Regards,
Captain Erkenbrand
---Password---
(Lamia Corona)
++StopCodeOn++

On the bridge of the Iter Formator, Cruiser Class Warship

"What do you think of this message, Ensign Camandel?" asked Admiral Von Hersching.

"What do I think, sir? I believe that Captain Erkenbrand is a very intelligent commander and did the right thing to alert the fleet, sir." replied Ensign Camandel.

"I agree with you, Camandel. Erkenbrand is one of my trusted officers and cool headed. It's why he has been given command of a mere Picket Class Warship. Pickets do the most important job in the fleet, in my not so humble opinion. Erkenbrand will go far, if he survives long enough, as will you Ensign Camandel." Von Hersching chuckled and suddenly looked very grim and serious, "The next few hours will test the mettle of my crew and that of my officers. Order all guns to arm. I want all lances at full power and prep the fighters. I may need to do a scout run of the asteroid field."

Ensign Camandel looked out across the bridge. This was going to be a nerve-cracker.

OOC: Nice BFG ship, Void Templar!

Captain Tiller looked at the results even as all the other ships entered the strange area. As Bob, The Chief Science Officer, explained the results, he reached an agreement with all the other Aquamarinians to temporarily turn off their Psionic powers, not knowing what having them would do here, and thus they never heard the words of those who had come to spread chaos.

Transmitting to The Flagship alone, Captain Tiller said "Our scans indicate a huge, dense asteroid field that deflects most of our scans. However, it appears to be orbitting a massive body of something. What, we can't be sure." Captain Tiller said.

Then, opening the Transmissions wider, he spoke to everybody in the system.

"Greetings. I am Captain Roto Tiller of The Dark Empire of Warhaven. Now it would seem that what we have here is a case of curiosity that killed that cat. I'm willing to bet most of us, if not all of us, first approached this oddball pocket in space out of a sense of curiosity and a desire to see why it just suddenly appeared out of thin space overnight. I'm sure we've all tried scanning, gods know I have, and most of mine have been deflected, if not simply inneffective.

Now we all have ships, and we're all armed to the teeth, lets not shed blood on what is to us, a new area of space, possibly a new phenominon altogether. Its not right that something so new should be stained with violence.

The Moleland people have already tried leaving, and indeed, succeeded entirely, they left one side of this field, only to suddenly reappear on the otherside, as though this was all the space there was, and it was bonded together like a Moebius Strip, so simply turnging around and leaving is clearly not an option. We should act like the reasonable sentient beings we all claim to be, and work together to figure out first of all, just what this place is, why it is the way it is, and finally, how to get out of here." he said, then ended the transmission.

OOC: I decided to go with medium strength, so as to not be a mr. Know-it-all and leave something for someone else to discover.

East Coast, its been a few years since we RP'ed together.

The Flagship responded

"Confirmed. That's what our sensors have detected to. We have estimated the density of the belt, and reckon we can force our way through to the inside - I reckon all of the answers are there!"

As yet more 'flys' became stuck to the flypaper, the Jury was left to respond to the newcomers

'Attention unidentified vessels. This is Mole Class Destroyer Jury. Please identify yourselves and state your intentions.

OOC: Nope :p

IC: As the new arrives appeared in the area, they found themselves scanned by both the Flagship and Jury

After a few seconds of scanning, a communication channel was opened.

"This is Mole Class Destroyer Jury to unidentified vessels. Please identy yourselves and state your intentions."

ooc:taking that as a joke...

ic:

Ramius was quick to signal Howell to stand down. As the AEsir was the tactically superior vessel, she was in command at the moment.

"Open a channel," she informed the comm. officer. "I am Commander Murrue Ramius, captain of the FSS Flame of the AEsir of the Commonwealth Space Defense Forces. We're not quite sure how we got here, so our intentions are merely to return to our original position just outside the Solar Asteroid Belt."

OOC: Ta, Headhunters.:D

Greetings. I am Captain Roto Tiller of The Dark Empire of Warhaven. Now it would seem that what we have here is a case of curiosity that killed that cat. I'm willing to bet most of us, if not all of us, first approached this oddball pocket in space out of a sense of curiosity and a desire to see why it just suddenly appeared out of thin space overnight. I'm sure we've all tried scanning, gods know I have, and most of mine have been deflected, if not simply inneffective.
Now we all have ships, and we're all armed to the teeth, lets not shed blood on what is to us, a new area of space, possibly a new phenominon altogether. Its not right that something so new should be stained with violence.

The Moleland people have already tried leaving, and indeed, succeeded entirely, they left one side of this field, only to suddenly reappear on the otherside, as though this was all the space there was, and it was bonded together like a Moebius Strip, so simply turnging around and leaving is clearly not an option. We should act like the reasonable sentient beings we all claim to be, and work together to figure out first of all, just what this place is, why it is the way it is, and finally, how to get out of here." he said, then ended the transmission
The Space Hulk picked up the message, but kept its ponderous advance towards the ship that had just transmitted the message. Suddenly, it stopped, and floated there in space, like it didn't know what to do. It opened up communications with the ship. "I'm listening mortal, but I would like to hear your suggestion at getting out of here." Whispered a voice.

Jack smiled again " Your ship dosnt concern us...it is you and your people, we would like to you know about you, life, and if possible what your worlds are like in person."

The captain smiled " Well, this ship is everything we are, honor, power, war, fighting, and exploration. If you know where the milky way is, we're located billions of lightyears from it. Yourself? "


Back on the bridge...

The computers were running scans on the area of space they were currently trapped inside, the crew couldn't figure out what the fuck was going on.

" Sir, this doesn't make any sense. None of these ships actually register on our list, and from the materials the ships are made of I can tell you they are NOT from our side of this universe. "

The ships highly sophisticated trans dimension sensor net was having trouble figuring out exactly where they were, however they were starting to pick up traces of unstable materials near the borders.

The hail from the newfound ship was heard.

" Hello, we think we know your hull numbers from many many centuries ago. This is ECF Sondre, we do now know where we are or how we got here, standby. "

OOC: Why yes it has!

On the bridge of the Hwelpian, Picket Class Warship

"Sir, we have recieved a message from an unknown and outboard ship! Captain Erkenbrand, they are hailing us and-"

"Shut up Bauer, I see that! Open the comm-channels and relay it to the Iter Formator. We dont need any needless bloodshed. Oh, need I remind you that I am the Captain of this ship and I know everything thats going on? I get all the info and we're not in a battle where the comms might be down. So stop screaming and calm down!"

"Sir, stop screaming and calm down, Aye!"

"Shut up!"

"Sir, shut up, Aye!"

"Bauer?"

"Sorry sir..."

The Message from the Mole Class Destroyer Jury

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
Attention unidentified vessels. This is Mole Class Destroyer Jury. Please identify yourselves and state your intentions.
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
++StopCodeOn++

On the bridge of the Iter Formator, Cruiser Class Warship

"So we have recieved the message?" asked Captain Hersching.

"Aye, sir!" replied Comm-Officer Turin.

"Good, now contact the Hwelpian and tell them this exact message 'Arm weapons but mantain contact. Tell them to say that this is the 4th Fleet of Greater Headhunters, we are protecting our area of space and monitering for pirates and vagabonds. We only wish to protect our merchant ships and Greater Headhunters territory.' You got that Turin?"

" 'Arm weapons but mantain contact. Tell them to say that this is the 4th Fleet of Greater Headhunters, we are protecting our area of space and monitering for pirates and vagabonds. We only wish to protect our merchant ships and Greater Headhunters territory.' Aye!"

"Excellent. Ensign Camandel?"

"Sir?"

"Take command of two screens of fighters and dock the warship Proud Mary. You will take command of the warship and her escorts. Assist the Hwelpian. I will contact planetside command and take the fleet where they wish them to be."

"Aye sir!"

"Oh and Camandel?"

"Sir?"

"God speed. Für den Kaiser, und keine Angst vor der Dunkelheit!"

"Aye! Wir werden ihnen zeigen das Licht von Unser Land!"

"Jury, this is the VTN Wriath-class Battleship Serpent's Wake. We were running an investigation in this asteroid field and we suddenly ended up here. Any idea where here is?" Their weapons still stayed powered. However, the pulsing lights that were used to show aggression slowed.

Message to the Mole Class Destroyer Jury, from the Hwelpian

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
Greetings Commander of the Jury. This is Captain Erkenbrand of the Greater Headhunters' warship 'Hwelpian'. We are part of the 4th Fleet of Greater Headhunters. The Fleet is here to protect this area of space. We are currently monitering for pirates and vagabonds. We only wish to protect our merchant ships and Greater Headhunters territory. I ask whom I am speaking to and what your intentions are. I would also like to know how this anomoly (the asteroid field) occured.
Thank you,
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand
Hwelpian, Picket Class Warship
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
++StopCodeOn++

Message to the VTN Wraith-Class Serpent's Wake, from the Hwelpian

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
Greetings Commander of the Serpent's Wake. This is Captain Erkenbrand of the Greater Headhunters' warship 'Hwelpian'. We understand that this asteroid field is nearer to your voidspace than it is to our's. If you are in need of assistence in dealing with this anomoly, simply request it and we will give it to you.
Thank you,
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand
Hwelpian, Picket Class Warship
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
++StopCodeOn++

Message to planetside, destination unkown, from the Iter Formator

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Insultus Vestri Matris)
This is Admiral Von Hersching of the Iter Formator, Commander of the 4th Fleet. I originally had twenty Picket Class Warships. I now only have sixteen. Only one of those warships contacted me before disappearing. Iratus sent me a message encrypted in such a ridiculously high level that I know something is wrong. All what they sent was this message. 'The Terror has appeared. The Terror will kill us all.'. Now I dont know what they meant by this, but I'm fearing the worst. To make matters worse, one of my Picket's has detected a large asteroid field that is not on any of the star maps. In this field they found a ship of the Destroyer Class. Goes by the name of 'Jury'. Attached to this message is pictographs and readings of the 'Jury'. I have sent Ensign Camandel to deal with this problem. I am asking permission to use excessive force if needed and requesting the 7th and 8th Fleets to reinforce my position. Send Admiral O'hare, along with his so called Bridge-Boarders. If I have to resort to boarding actions to sort this mess out, I will.
Better luck next time,
Admiral Hans Von Hersching
Iter Formator, Cruiser Class Warship
---Password---
(Ledo Mei Pater)
++StopCodeOn++

Messages between the 'Proud Mary' and the Fighter 'Taste of Death'

++Hail 'Proud Mary', this is 'Taste of Death', do you read me?++
==This is 'Proud Mary', we copy.==
++Admiral Von Hersching has asked that you allow us to dock.++
==We got the signal.==
++Excellent, Admiral Von Hersching also ordered that Ensign Camandel take command of the Proud Mary and her escorts.++
==One moment please, Captain Tybalt would like to lodge a complaint.==
++Tell Captain Tybalt we dont have time.++
==This is Captain Tybalt. I will not give up command of my ship to a jumped up shit like you!==
++...++
==Glad we could come to an agreement, Ensign Camandel.==
++Sending Access Codes++
==What? This is *explicit*! This is complete and tot-==
++(Vermillion Level Clearence. Ensign Camandel will be taking control of the Proud Mary and her escorts. All dissenters will be shot.)++
==...*explicit*...==
++Glad we could come to an agreement, Captain Tybalt.++
==...*explicit*...==

ooc:taking that as a joke...

ic:

Ramius was quick to signal Howell to stand down. As the AEsir was the tactically superior vessel, she was in command at the moment.

"Open a channel," she informed the comm. officer. "I am Commander Murrue Ramius, captain of the FSS Flame of the AEsir of the Commonwealth Space Defense Forces. We're not quite sure how we got here, so our intentions are merely to return to our original position just outside the Solar Asteroid Belt."


OOC: It was indeed :D

IC: "Messege received Flame. We aboard the Jury are stranded in this space to. The Frigate Flagship is in the process of trying to figure out an escape plan. This is currently deemed neutral space, and we are no threat to your ship."

"Jury, this is the VTN Wriath-class Battleship Serpent's Wake. We were running an investigation in this asteroid field and we suddenly ended up here. Any idea where here is?" Their weapons still stayed powered. However, the pulsing lights that were used to show aggression slowed.

IC: "Messege received Serpent's Wake. Us aboard the Jury were attempting a similar operation, before we became stranded here to. Once you cross that threshold, escape is impossible. However, the Frigate Flagship is formalating an escape plan. This is neutral space, and the Jury has no hostile intent towards you - please stand down your weapons."

Message to the Mole Class Destroyer Jury, from the Hwelpian

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
Greetings Commander of the Jury. This is Captain Erkenbrand of the Greater Headhunters' warship 'Hwelpian'. I am repeating my earlier message, which you seem to have ignored. Send a reply as soon as possible. We are part of the 4th Fleet of Greater Headhunters. The Fleet is here to protect this area of space. We are currently monitering for pirates and vagabonds. We only wish to protect our merchant ships and Greater Headhunters territory. I ask whom I am speaking to and what your intentions are. I would also like to know how this anomoly (the asteroid field) occured.
Thank you,
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand
Hwelpian, Picket Class Warship
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
++StopCodeOn++

OOC: I'm not ignoring anybody, just trying to figure out how to proceed with what little information I have, unless Moleland or someone takes the lead of our odd little group.

"Sir, theres a request from the Jury to power down weapons."
The captain nodded. "May as well. Our shields should hold up to anything these people could fire at us for long enough to power up weapons. Keep close range PALADIN AMS though. Send a response to the Jury.

Jury, we have powered down weapons, but we are keeping close-range anti debris systems to take out any stray asteroids.

[B++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
Greetings Commander of the Jury. This is Captain Erkenbrand of the Greater Headhunters' warship 'Hwelpian'. We are part of the 4th Fleet of Greater Headhunters. The Fleet is here to protect this area of space. We are currently monitering for pirates and vagabonds. We only wish to protect our merchant ships and Greater Headhunters territory. I ask whom I am speaking to and what your intentions are. I would also like to know how this anomoly (the asteroid field) occured.
Thank you,
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand



"Transmission received. I am Admiral Clark of the Mole Space Corp. We came to investigate this... area. It appeared from nowhere. However, we all now appear to be trapped. The Frigate Flagship is composing an escape plan as we speak. We have no idea how and why we are here. We are not a threat to your ship, please don't target us with your weapons..."

OOC: I'm not ignoring anybody, just trying to figure out how to proceed with what little information I have, unless Moleland or someone takes the lead of our odd little group.

OOC: Sorry, I was just waiting to see if anyone would take the 'bull by the horns' :D

While I'm at it

No new sign ups from this point - Any new poster will be ignored from this point

"Sir, theres a request from the Jury to power down weapons."
The captain nodded. "May as well. Our shields should hold up to anything these people could fire at us for long enough to power up weapons. Keep close range PALADIN AMS though. Send a response to the Jury.

Jury, we have powered down weapons, but we are keeping close-range anti debris systems to take out any stray asteroids.

"That is acceptable. Jury out"

The two Mole ships exchanged communications

"MCD Jury - This is Frigate Flagship. We have developed a possible escape plan!

"Jury receiving. What is your plan?"

"We theorise that there's a planet in the middle of the asteroid storm. If we can force our way through, we can perhaps find the answers we need."

"How do you intend to get through the asteroids? Fly through them?"

"Pretty much sir. If we bite the bullet, we can make it through to the other size - providing that the belt the size we believce it to be."

"We?"

"Yes sir. The Flagship lacks the sheild strength to make it through. I plan to follow you through - relatively safe in the Jury's wake. The Jury should be fine..."

"I don't like your uncertainties Captain. However, with the absence of any other plan, I guess it's worth a try."

------------

With the communications between the two ships over, The Jury flew at fullspeed towards the asteroid belts - It's Giga laser cannon batteries firing at the asteroids, in an effort to reduce the power of any impacts. The Flagship was following close behind. In a matter of seconds, the Jury would enter the belt...

Message to Mole Class Destroyer Jury, from the Hwelpian

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
Admiral Clark of the Mole Space Corp,
This is Captain Erkenbrand. The Admiral of the Greater Headhunters' 4th fleet is sending the Destroyer 'Proud Mary' and her escorts to help with this predicament. 'Proud Mary' is equipped with an especially strong tractor beam. We believe that we may be able to pull you out.
Sincerely,
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
++StopCodeOn++

OOC: Void Templar, can you reply to my message?

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
Greetings Commander of the Serpent's Wake. This is Captain Erkenbrand of the Greater Headhunters' warship 'Hwelpian'. We understand that this asteroid field is nearer to your voidspace than it is to our's. If you are in need of assistence in dealing with this anomoly, simply request it and we will give it to you.
Thank you,
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand
Hwelpian, Picket Class Warship


OOC: Sorry, I didn't see it.
IC: "Reply. We appreciate it, Hwelpian. Our ships carries the supplies to create a jump gate, but we can't find a signal to connect it to. We'll continue trying. Duskfall out.

Message to Mole Class Destroyer Jury, from the Hwelpian

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
Admiral Clark of the Mole Space Corp,
This is Captain Erkenbrand. The Admiral of the Greater Headhunters' 4th fleet is sending the Destroyer 'Proud Mary' and her escorts to help with this predicament. 'Proud Mary' is equipped with an especially strong tractor beam. We believe that we may be able to pull you out.
Sincerely,
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
++StopCodeOn++

OOC: Void Templar, can you reply to my message?

The Jury did not answer. Perhaps it could not detect the transmission due the asteroids? Either way, the Jury; followed by the Flagship now entered the asteroid belt.

Despite the best efforts of Laser fire from both the Flagship and the her own Giga lasers, multiple asteroids slammed into the sheilds.

'Sheilds are holding Admiral!'

"Confirmed. Maintain speed and course. Transfer power from idle systems to the sheilds - they must hold!"

'Yes Admiral!'

The captain smiled " Well, this ship is everything we are, honor, power, war, fighting, and exploration. If you know where the milky way is, we're located billions of lightyears from it. Yourself? "


Back on the bridge...

The computers were running scans on the area of space they were currently trapped inside, the crew couldn't figure out what the fuck was going on.

" Sir, this doesn't make any sense. None of these ships actually register on our list, and from the materials the ships are made of I can tell you they are NOT from our side of this universe. "

The ships highly sophisticated trans dimension sensor net was having trouble figuring out exactly where they were, however they were starting to pick up traces of unstable materials near the borders.

The hail from the newfound ship was heard.

" Hello, we think we know your hull numbers from many many centuries ago. This is ECF Sondre, we do now know where we are or how we got here, standby. "

OOC: Why yes it has!

The captain shook his head " We come from many but are one my friend, please tell me, is the shield neccessary?"

"Reply. We appreciate it, Hwelpian. Our ships carries the supplies to create a jump gate, but we can't find a signal to connect it to. We'll continue trying. Duskfall out.

Message to the VTN Wraith-Class 'Serpent's Wake', from the 'Hwelpian'

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
We'll send a signal to Fleet Command asking if they can boost the signal from planetside. It appears that the Mole Ship 'Jury' is not recieving our signals. They appear to be moving deeper into the asteroid field. Can you send this attached message to them?
Thank you,
Captain Erkenbrand
'Hwelpian', Picket Class Warship

Attached Message:
++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
Admiral Clark of the Mole Space Corp,
This is Captain Erkenbrand. The Admiral of the Greater Headhunters' 4th fleet is sending the Destroyer 'Proud Mary' and her escorts to help with this predicament. 'Proud Mary' is equipped with an especially strong tractor beam. We believe that we may be able to pull you out.
Sincerely,
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
++StopCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
++StopCodeOn++

The Odssey was now surveying the newcomers, until it sent another hail, this time to the ship "Hwelpian".

" We are the Alliance, lower your shields and prepare to join us in unity, life as you and your companions know it, will be adapted to serve us, defiance will be met with violence."

Captain Tiller watch the two Moleland ships head further into the belt.

He conferred with his crew.

"This is Captain Roto to all ships again.
Scans have discovered a Large Planet, somewhere within the Asteroid. We've discussed this with the Flagship, and The Jury, and The Flagship came up with the Idea of ramming their way through to the Planet to see if we could find more answers there. If this is true, then we're going to need all the manpower we can get to overcome the field, and any opposing forces that may or maynot exist on the Planet.

I guess to summarise this, if you want to ever get out of this damn place, then follow me to this world. I wouldn't try communicating with each other in the field, its as though the asteroids themselves block communications somehow." Captain Tiller said.
With that, he turned his ship on the spot to follow The Moleland people, and with the Distortion Field Erected again, flew after them.

"Sir, the Hwelpian has asked us to send a hail to the Jury." The captain nodded.
"Use the forward rail gun as a mast." The front of the ship opened and a large pipe came out, which sides pulsed a dotted blue. Then the pipe was pulled back in.
"Message sent sir." The added range given by the rail gun's barrel should ensure that the message is received, although, in that field, it may still be very weak. The captain sighed.


++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
Admiral Clark of the Mole Space Corp,
This is Captain Erkenbrand. The Admiral of the Greater Headhunters' 4th fleet is sending the Destroyer 'Proud Mary' and her escorts to help with this predicament. 'Proud Mary' is equipped with an especially strong tractor beam. We believe that we may be able to pull you out.
Sincerely,
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
++StopCodeOn++

Message to the 'Odyssey', from the 'Hwelpian'

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, hostile ship)
To the Commander of the ship 'Odyssey',
This is Captain Erkenbrand of the Greater Headhunters' 4th Fleet. Your message to us has been seen as a hostile act. We will not lower our shields and will not join you in "unity". We are not ready to serve you and I doubt we ever will be. The 'Proud Mary' and her escorts will be arriving shortly to reinforce my position. If you wish to send anymore threats, send them to the 'Proud Mary' under the command of Ensign Camandel. Good day Commander and have fun getting killed. Oh, if you dont want to get in a fight with every nation's Fleet you encounter, than I suggest you stop sending threats to everyone you meet.
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand
'Hwelpian', Picket Class Warship
---Password---
(Not needed, hostile ship)
++StartCodeOn++

Captain Tiller watch the two Moleland ships head further into the belt.

He conferred with his crew.

"This is Captain Roto to all ships again.
Scans have discovered a Large Planet, somewhere within the Asteroid. We've discussed this with the Flagship, and The Jury, and The Flagship came up with the Idea of ramming their way through to the Planet to see if we could find more answers there. If this is true, then we're going to need all the manpower we can get to overcome the field, and any opposing forces that may or maynot exist on the Planet.

I guess to summarise this, if you want to ever get out of this damn place, then follow me to this world. I wouldn't try communicating with each other in the field, its as though the asteroids themselves block communications somehow." Captain Tiller said.
With that, he turned his ship on the spot to follow The Moleland people, and with the Distortion Field Erected again, flew after them.

OOC: For future reference, my race are known as 'Moles' ;)

IC: As the ship entered the field, the distortion field appeared to work. The asteroids went straight through the ship, having no effect at all. However, seconds later, there was a clunk as one hit. A second hit, then a third until rapidly more and more were hitting the ship...

Message to the 'Odyssey', from the 'Hwelpian'

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, hostile ship)
To the Commander of the ship 'Odyssey',
This is Captain Erkenbrand of the Greater Headhunters' 4th Fleet. Your message to us has been seen as a hostile act. We will not lower our shields and will not join you in "unity". We are not ready to serve you and I doubt we ever will be. The 'Proud Mary' and her escorts will be arriving shortly to reinforce my position. If you wish to send anymore threats, send them to the 'Proud Mary' under the command of Ensign Camandel. Good day Commander and have fun getting killed. Oh, if you dont want to get in a fight with every nation's Fleet you encounter, than I suggest you stop sending threats to everyone you meet.
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand
'Hwelpian', Picket Class Warship
---Password---
(Not needed, hostile ship)
++StartCodeOn++

It opend fire, Plasma-rays, light and heavy lanced out towards the ship from its disks, a barrage of five plasma torpedoes and three plasma charged nukes wained towards them.

"Sir, the Hwelpian has asked us to send a hail to the Jury." The captain nodded.
"Use the forward rail gun as a mast." The front of the ship opened and a large pipe came out, which sides pulsed a dotted blue. Then the pipe was pulled back in.
"Message sent sir." The added range given by the rail gun's barrel should ensure that the message is received, although, in that field, it may still be very weak. The captain sighed.


++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
Admiral Clark of the Mole Space Corp,
This is Captain Erkenbrand. The Admiral of the Greater Headhunters' 4th fleet is sending the Destroyer 'Proud Mary' and her escorts to help with this predicament. 'Proud Mary' is equipped with an especially strong tractor beam. We believe that we may be able to pull you out.
Sincerely,
Captain John Marcus Erkenbrand
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
++StopCodeOn++

The Jury did not recieve the messege, as power from the communications array had been diverted to the sheilds... not that could hold out of much longer

'Admiral, sheilds holding at 40% - we can't take much more'

"Stay on course Commander - we can't turn back now!"

'Yes admiral'

However, the Flagship did recieve the transmission and decided to begin a response

"This is Frigate Flagship to the Proud Mary. Messege recieved. Your offer of assistance is welcomed, but not useful. Escape is...'

The Captain stopped talking as the Frigate suddenly rocked

"What was that?"

"Sir, the asteroid orbit speed has increased rapidly since our entry - we are no longer entirely protected in the Jury's wake!"

"Transfer all power from non-essential systems to the sheilds!"

"Yes Captain"

Would either ship make it through the asteroid field?

The captain shook his head " We come from many but are one my friend, please tell me, is the shield neccessary?"
OOC: where am I exactly? As far as I know im sitting around while everyone is getting angry, someone should hail me or somthing.

" The shield is needed at this moment I believe that we are surrounded by aggressors. If you would like to know more about us, I am more than happy to answer anything. "

OOC: where am I exactly? As far as I know im sitting around while everyone is getting angry, someone should hail me or somthing.

" The shield is needed at this moment I believe that we are surrounded by aggressors. If you would like to know more about us, I am more than happy to answer anything. "

OOC: BTW: I'm not ignoring you, I'm just ICly busy ;)

OOC: where am I exactly? As far as I know im sitting around while everyone is getting angry, someone should hail me or somthing.

" The shield is needed at this moment I believe that we are surrounded by aggressors. If you would like to know more about us, I am more than happy to answer anything. "

" Very well, what kind of weapons and shielding does this vessle use, and propulsion?"

OOC: This still open?

"Sir, weapon fire detected. Coming from that ship, the Odyssey. Orders?" The shipmaster grinned. "Power weapons, load the rail gun with an EMP shot and send a hail ordering that ship to cease fire. Or we'll respond as we should. It's a Cavaleran ship, correct?" The crewmember nodded and the shipmasters grin grew wider.

From the Duskfall
Alliance ship, stand down. Any hostile actions taken here would simply not benefit any of our parties. Please cease fire immediately. We need to work together to escape this place.

OOC: This still open?

OOC: Nope, soz :(

"Sir, weapon fire detected. Coming from that ship, the Odyssey. Orders?" The shipmaster grinned. "Power weapons, load the rail gun with an EMP shot and send a hail ordering that ship to cease fire. Or we'll respond as we should. It's a Cavaleran ship, correct?" The crewmember nodded and the shipmasters grin grew wider.

From the Duskfall
Alliance ship, stand down. Any hostile actions taken here would simply not benefit any of our parties. Please cease fire immediately. We need to work together to escape this place.

The Odyssey stoppd firing and hailed the new ship, no doubt in

" Propose..."

"The Moles have already, seemingly, found a way out. We also have the capabilities to construct a jump gate out of this system. However, we cannot find a signal to connect it to. We only need a few more days, or even hours, and we can open the gate.
"Or... at least, we should be able to."

" Are we to wait for you to fix this problem so we may escape as well?"

"The Moles have already, seemingly, found a way out. We also have the capabilities to construct a jump gate out of this system. However, we cannot find a signal to connect it to. We only need a few more days, or even hours, and we can open the gate.
"Or... at least, we should be able to."

OOC: Just to let you know - we have not found a way out... ;)

Damn timewarps!

"The Moles have already, seemingly, found a way out. We also have the capabilities to construct a jump gate out of this system. However, we cannot find a signal to connect it to. We only need a few more days, or even hours, and we can open the gate.
"Or... at least, we should be able to."

It opend fire, Plasma-rays, light and heavy lanced out towards the ship from its disks, a barrage of five plasma torpedoes and three plasma charged nukes wained towards them.

Bridge of the 'Hwelpian'

Picket Class Warships are known for only two things, their extreme speed and their ridicoulusly small size. As soon as Captain Erkenbrand saw the incoming torpedoes and the three plasma charged nukes screaming towards his ship he gave the order to put the engines at full thrust ahead. The 'Hwelpian' moved towards the torpedoes and nukes and began firing her forward lances at the torpedoes. Four exploded instantly, the fifth was destroyed by its own sympathy explosion. The A.I. of the nukes that were following up behind the torpedoes were confused by the explosions and decided that was the perfect time to detonate themselves.

Captain Erkenbrand looked happily at the remaining debris, the little there was. He ordered his navigational officer to continue on the present course towards the 'Odyssey'. His gunnery officers began to fire at the engines and bridge of the opposing ship. Although the 'Hwelpian' probably wouldnt damage the 'Odyssey', they would at least notice that they were there. Erkenbrand gave a quick nod to Comms-Officer Bauer to hail the 'Iter Formator', the 'Proud Mary' and the 'Serpent's Wake'.

Message to the 'Serpent's Wake', from the 'Hwelpian'

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
Captain Duskfall,
This is Captain Erkenbrand. The 'Hwelpian' is under attack and request assistence. I know that this isn't your fight, but anything would be helpful. The 'Odyssey' has decided we are hostiles that need to be killed. I think I may have pissed them off a bit.
Thank you,
Captain Erkenbrand

P.S. Just got a message from Fleet Command, there is now a signal for you to create a jump gate. Problem is, its on the other side of the asteroid field.
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
++StopCodeOn++

Message to the 'Iter Formator', from the 'Hwelpian'

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Damno Thema Ut Abyssus)
Admiral Von Hersching,
Contact planetside, we need immediate assistence. We are under attack from an enemy Carrier Class Warship (qeustionable). Also, the Moles have apperantly discovered a mass similar to that of a planet in the center of the asteroid field. What does this mean? I dont actually know.
Captain Erkenbrand
---Password---
(Navi Ut Olympus)
++StopCodeOn++

Messages between the 'Proud Mary' and the 'Hwelpian'

++Hail 'Proud Mary', this is 'Hwelpian', do you read?++
==This is 'Proud Mary', copy.==
++Requesting assistence. Make full haste to qaudrent 3br-117at-42aa. Over.++
==Full haste to qaudrent 3br-117at-42aa, Aye!==
++Good, now we re-++
==This is Ensign Camandel, currently in command of 'Proud Mary'. What is the reason for this haste?==
++We are under attack.++
==What?==
++I repeat, we are under attack.++
==Under attack, by who?==
++The 'Odyssey' has decided that they dont like us an-++
==May I speak with Captain Erkenbrand?==
++Captain Erkenbrand is busy at the moment.++
==So am I dammit! Get me Captain Erkenbrand.==
++One mome-++
==Not one moment please! Now!==
++...++
==C-==
++This is Captain Erkenbrand.What do you need from me, Ensign Camandel?++
==Why have you-==
++Why have I asked for your assistence? Because I am facing a Carrier Class Warship!++
==Oh... maybe we should contact Fleet Command...==
++It's already been done.++
==Oh...==
++Are you done having your little temper tantrum, Ensign Camandel?++
==I, I-==
++I'll take that as a yes. Good day.++
==...==

OOC: Nope, soz :(

That's fine. Have fun!

" Very well, what kind of weapons and shielding does this vessle use, and propulsion?"

" I'll ask you this, where do you hail from, and under what flag? "

The captain brought up a diagram of the ship, very large and very complex.

" The Sondre is a Type 9 Plate ship, 7.2 miles long, 45 meters thick, and 1km wide. It is armed with 2 emitter grids. It is propelled by a mark 7 FTL drive, able to cover a billion light years in 6 hours. "

" I'll ask you this, where do you hail from, and under what flag? "

The captain brought up a diagram of the ship, very large and very complex.

" The Sondre is a Type 9 Plate ship, 7.2 miles long, 45 meters thick, and 1km wide. It is armed with 2 emitter grids. It is propelled by a mark 7 FTL drive, able to cover a billion light years in 6 hours. "

" Impressive" came out of the captains mouth, even swarmits almost clicked there mandibles at this. He replyed to the question. " We are under the banner of the Alliance, and hail from many worlds."

"Either that or you get destroyed by every single ship here. Your move, Cavaleran." The shipmaster sat back in his chair, his finger on the rail gun's trigger. "I swear you will be able to escape through the gate when it is activated. I swear on my honor."

" Calaverian, the captain thought, yes, he techincally was Calaverian, only to the point of look and some DNA."

" Thank you, we will remian here until you do so, would you like to come over to our ship?"

"Either that or you get destroyed by every single ship here. Your move, Cavaleran." The shipmaster sat back in his chair, his finger on the rail gun's trigger. "I swear you will be able to escape through the gate when it is activated. I swear on my honor."

Message to the Hwelpian,
We are trying to persuade the Cavaleran ship to stand down. It's going relatively well. However, we've prepared a shot that should take out their weapon systems. We don't want to use it unless we need to, so don't return fire unless fired on again.

OOC: I did, ECF, I sent out a system wide message explaining why I was darting into the field.

IC:

It was when a small Asteroid passed through the hull without touching it, only to smash his favorite tea cup next to his chair that Captain Tiller decided to show the Asteroids the concepts behind a Warhaven Warship.

"Full Stop, Bring us out of Distortion, but on the Nose and RAM our way through this field." Captain Tiller said.

The Ship stopped dead in its tracks. Energy crackled along its surface, as Plating appeared on its hull, like special Armor. Light flickered at the prow, where a dip in the front expanded outward, and developed into a surrated nose. Then the ship accellereated forward, going into near lightspeed.

This was a ramming attack, employed by the Warhaven Military as a surprise against especially unruly enemies. It did not deviate from its course in the slightest, going straight as an arrow, it would not do so, even if an especially large Asteroid got in the way, and if one did, it would plow right through it.

Message from the 'Proud Mary' to the 'Sondre'

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact neutral ship)
To the Captain of the 'Sondre',
This is Ensign Camandel of the 'Proud Mary'. Please state your intentions and purpose for being here. We wish you no harm and are only here to protect our merchant/civilian ships from pirates and vagabonds.
Ensign Camandel
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
++StopCodeOn++

Message to the Hwelpian,
We are trying to persuade the Cavaleran ship to stand down. It's going relatively well. However, we've prepared a shot that should take out their weapon systems. We don't want to use it unless we need to, so don't return fire unless fired on again.

Message to the 'Serpent's Wake' from the 'Proud Mary'

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
Thank you for your support, 'Serpent's Wake'. We would like you to send all messages from now on to our flagship, the 'Proud Mary' under the command of Ensign Camandel. The password is (Tempelum Ayatani Ayt). We have just arrived at the scene of the confrontation and are ready to engage if need be. The Fleet Command is attempting to boost the signal for your space gate, but they are having trouble because of the asteroid anomoly.
Thank you,
Ensign Camandel
'Proud Mary', Destroyer Class Warship
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
++StopCodeOn++

"We would like to send an ambassador, yes. We will send a shuttle over in a moment.
"I reckon we'll send someone they may know." The shipmaster muttered.
"Shall I go then?"
"Yes. You, Rok'atu. That should be amusing."

Minutes later, a small Sythe-class shuttle was near the Odyssey.
"Odyssey, this is the Korin, requesting permission to land."

" Request granted, I suggest warm clothing, current tempature aboard the Odyssey is -2 degrees." The hangar doors opend awaiting the arrival of there guest.

" Calaverian, the captain thought, yes, he techincally was Calaverian, only to the point of look and some DNA."

" Thank you, we will remian here until you do so, would you like to come over to our ship?"

"We would like to send an ambassador, yes. We will send a shuttle over in a moment.
"I reckon we'll send someone they may know." The shipmaster muttered.
"Shall I go then?"
"Yes. You, Rok'atu. That should be amusing."

Minutes later, a small Sythe-class shuttle was near the Odyssey.
"Odyssey, this is the Korin, requesting permission to land."

The shuttle docked and Cmdr. Rok'atu stepped out. He brushed a speck of dirt off his attire. If the Calavarans were anything like he remembered, this wouldn't be fun.

OCC: by the way the Calaverians were assimilated by the alliance, for the most part.

The ambassador was met by two Swarmite guards, there wasp like bodys buzzed, they were the first line of security, they each were armed with Plasma-ray pistols, which were set on stun at the moment. Rok'atu was led through the chrome passageways, light blue light lit the hallways dimly. He passed Alliance marines and various other Alliance races that were busy at work. He was now on the bridge with the Captain, who turned and held out a hand " Hello, I am captain Jackson of the Alliance ship "Odyssey",welcome aboard" the -2 degree didnt effect the captain who was just wearing a dress suit, for he was not really human.

The shuttle docked and Cmdr. Rok'atu stepped out. He brushed a speck of dirt off his attire. If the Calavarans were anything like he remembered, this wouldn't be fun.

Rok'atu shook his hand.
"Greetings, Captain Jackson. I am Commander Rok'atu of the Void." He looked around taking in his surroundings. "This is quite an interesting ship commander."

Jackson nodded " Yes, indeed we are a diverese but together at the same time, would you like to know more about the Alliance?" the bridge was shielded off from the rest of the ship.

"Yes, it seems quite interesting. Please, proceed."

Captain Jack answerd back " We are made up of multilple races" he said as he pointed to the swarmites working at the computers, then to the Balderians and Calaverains(humans) as they were checking weapons, in the corner a massive gorrilla like creature sat, its blue goggles scanned the room, it remained unmoving. " These are most of the races that make up the Alliance, although there are no Aquarians aboard at the moment."

Rok'atu shook his hand.
"Greetings, Captain Jackson. I am Commander Rok'atu of the Void." He looked around taking in his surroundings. "This is quite an interesting ship commander."

"Yes, it seems quite interesting. Please, proceed."

"Much like the Dominion. Many races united for a common good."

OCC:what is your race?

Jackson grinned " Indeed..." he said as he walked around the ambassador " Tell me, what is it like on your worlds, tell me of there beuety and life."

"Much like the Dominion. Many races united for a common good."

OOC: I did, ECF, I sent out a system wide message explaining why I was darting into the field.

IC:

It was when a small Asteroid passed through the hull without touching it, only to smash his favorite tea cup next to his chair that Captain Tiller decided to show the Asteroids the concepts behind a Warhaven Warship.

"Full Stop, Bring us out of Distortion, but on the Nose and RAM our way through this field." Captain Tiller said.

The Ship stopped dead in its tracks. Energy crackled along its surface, as Plating appeared on its hull, like special Armor. Light flickered at the prow, where a dip in the front expanded outward, and developed into a surrated nose. Then the ship accellereated forward, going into near lightspeed.

This was a ramming attack, employed by the Warhaven Military as a surprise against especially unruly enemies. It did not deviate from its course in the slightest, going straight as an arrow, it would not do so, even if an especially large Asteroid got in the way, and if one did, it would plow right through it.

OOC: Oh ok. Time to show off some fire power.

IC:

" Sir, another ship is going through the asteroid field, I highly suggest we help them, sensors show they will not survive. I suggest we hail them, NOW"

Message to Vessel:

" Stop trying to kill yourselfs! Pull back and we will punch through the belt, dying is somthing you do not want to do! "

OOC: The Dominion of the Void is made of a few different races. Humans, Sanghelli, Uggnoy, Gorn, Turians and Asari. Rok'atu is Sanghelli.

IC: "I have not seen many of the Dominion's world, but the ones I saw were beautiful. One had huge natural emerald towers, and the locals had hollowed them out to house their population. Most I've seen, however, have been scarred by war, so not much life."

Jack frowned " Such a horrible way of life...war." he stepped behind the ambassador and whisperd in his ear " There is a way out...through unity."

OOC: The Dominion of the Void is made of a few different races. Humans, Sanghelli, Uggnoy, Gorn, Turians and Asari. Rok'atu is Sanghelli.

IC: "I have not seen many of the Dominion's world, but the ones I saw were beautiful. One had huge natural emerald towers, and the locals had hollowed them out to house their population. Most I've seen, however, have been scarred by war, so not much life."

"We are already unified enough thank you, captain." Rok'atu stepped back. "The gate should be ready in a few hours. Until then, I shall take my leave if I may?"

OCC: imitator assimilation/attack mode :
http://www.ipms.dk/DM2003/IMAGES/G2/G2%2015.jpg

" Oh you will leave shortly ambassador" he said as he went into assimilation mode, biting down on the man's neck and bear hugging him from behind.

"We are already unified enough thank you, captain." Rok'atu stepped back. "The gate should be ready in a few hours. Until then, I shall take my leave if I may?"

A small camera on the ambassador's person saw the attack.
"Sonvabitch! OPEN FIRE!" The ship suddenly fired all it's batteries at once. The EMP shot winged it's way towards the Odyssey.

Message to the Proud Mary
---Password---
Tempelum Ayatani Ayt
Urgency
IMMEDIATE
The ambassador we sent onboard the Odyssey has just been attacked. Weapons free, if you wish.
---Message End---

OOC: Last post for tonight.


The ship rocked as the EMP hit it, sending it dark for five seconds, until emergency systems took over, sub-light drives were hit as they headed as far away as they could get. The ambassador was laid down, as he was being assimilated by infector cells within. Although this speciman was strange, it would be assimilated, but still be sentinent in some way, always hearing his brothers calls, but not reallly giving his own.

A small camera on the ambassador's person saw the attack.
"Sonvabitch! OPEN FIRE!" The ship suddenly fired all it's batteries at once. The EMP shot winged it's way towards the Odyssey.

Message to the Proud Mary
---Password---
Tempelum Ayatani Ayt
Urgency
IMMEDIATE
The ambassador we sent onboard the Odyssey has just been attacked. Weapons free, if you wish.
---Message End---

OOC: Last post for tonight.

Upon recieving the message from the 'Serpent's Wake' Ensign Camandel ordered his ships to fire at the 'Odyssey'. Eight tactical nukes were launched at the 'Odyssey'. Sixteen seperate Lancer Batteries fired, literally thousands of Trebuchet Class Missiles were fired. Two dozen Fighter Screens took off from the launch decks, ready to take on enemy fighters. The full power of the 'Proud Mary' was unleashed on the enemy ship. And the 'Proud Mary' was not alone. It stood side by side with the Destroyer 'The Ankle Biter', the Destroyer 'Caelum Frendo', the twin Corvettes 'Patton's Folly' and 'Patton's Wrath', the Corvette 'Vast Detrimentum', the Corvette 'Abyssus Canis' and half a dozen Picket Class Warships. It's over now, thought Camandel, we've got the bastard.

" Impressive" came out of the captains mouth, even swarmits almost clicked there mandibles at this. He replyed to the question. " We are under the banner of the Alliance, and hail from many worlds."

On the bridge, they had noticed something bad was going on. The senors were detecting a firefight going on, and the aggressor was supposedly a non aggressor.

" Reverse course and charge weapon emitters. It looks like we have a firefight going on. The aggressor is the same race who have an officer on board the ship, beam the captain out of there NOW!"

A Transporter beamed the captain away right in the middle of the conversation.

Suddenly the 1st officer came over the loud speaker, as the doors were locked and containment forcefields came up around the floors walls and ceilings, gravity was shut off.

" You will be destroyed, you and your pitiful alliance. "

" We're in range sir, it looks like several other ships are firing on them as well! Should we fire? " The captain ordered the ship to fire a short burst. Which should disable them.

" Send a message to that ship, the proud mary, now "

Message to Proud Mary:

Stand down your weapons, we need to find out more information about what is going on, they are not a threat. If needed, our ship can easily destroy them.

The shields buckled after repeated hits, the engines and half-of the life support was destroyed, this was followed by major hull damage, power outages happend all over the ship as circuits fried and lights flickerd, the ship was in dead water.

The shields buckled after repeated hits, the engines and half-of the life support was destroyed, this was followed by major hull damage, power outages happend all over the ship as circuits fried and lights flickerd, the ship was in dead water.

The Sondre ceased weapons fire, even tho it only fired one shot, which was more than enough to disable the ship, coupled with weapons fire from the other alien vessels, it was crippled.

Back in the conference room. The captains face up onto the view screen.

" You want to tell me what the hell just happened there? Firing on an innocent ship like that? You WILL tell me your intentions, or your alliance will be burned to the ground! I SWEAR! "

The Sondre ceased weapons fire, even tho it only fired one shot, which was more than enough to disable the ship, coupled with weapons fire from the other alien vessels, it was crippled.

Back in the conference room. The captains face up onto the view screen.

" You want to tell me what the hell just happened there? Firing on an innocent ship like that? You WILL tell me your intentions, or your alliance will be burned to the ground! I SWEAR! "

" We dont need to explain, you will be assimilted, life as you and your companions will be adapted to serve us...defiance will be met with violence." The Alliance marines aboard the Odyssey began to arm themeselves in case of boarding.

OOC: I did, ECF, I sent out a system wide message explaining why I was darting into the field.

IC:

It was when a small Asteroid passed through the hull without touching it, only to smash his favorite tea cup next to his chair that Captain Tiller decided to show the Asteroids the concepts behind a Warhaven Warship.

"Full Stop, Bring us out of Distortion, but on the Nose and RAM our way through this field." Captain Tiller said.

The Ship stopped dead in its tracks. Energy crackled along its surface, as Plating appeared on its hull, like special Armor. Light flickered at the prow, where a dip in the front expanded outward, and developed into a surrated nose. Then the ship accellereated forward, going into near lightspeed.

This was a ramming attack, employed by the Warhaven Military as a surprise against especially unruly enemies. It did not deviate from its course in the slightest, going straight as an arrow, it would not do so, even if an especially large Asteroid got in the way, and if one did, it would plow right through it.

The asteroids tried there hardest to inflict damage to the ship, but it was too well armoured and moving to quickly. In moments, it was through to the other side

OOC: Read my next IC post to find out what's on the other side ;)

"All batteries, cease fire. Ion strike them." The laser bolts suddenly changed to ion bolts, aiming to disable 100% of their ship. The Duskfall suddenly stopped fire. It began to move closer to the Odyssey, keeping out of direct teleportation range (if they had one. Better safe than sorry.) eventually reaching a position where they could broadside the ship. Marines began loading up on weapons. Humans, Sanghelli, Gorn and Turians. Large pointed tubes were being prepared for the marines. Soon, fully loaded and ready, they boarded the tubes.
"Get ready to board on my signal. Capture their captain. Bring him here so he can face justice. And..." The shipmaster sighed. "And toast Rok'atu."

The Jury was really taking a pounding. A loud crash and a violent lurge to the side signified the sheilds had failed. Now the asteroids were damaging the hull.

"30 seconds until hull collapse!" Screamed a mole on the bridge. However, their luck suddenly changed. Within seconds, they found themselves out of the field

"Damage report, commander!" Screamed Admiral Clark

A voice responded, 'Sir, Hull integrity is down to 70%. Sheilds, hyperdrive and multiple minor systems are offline. We also have reports of minor hull breaches and some light injuries!'

"Very good. Begin repairs immediately!"

'Yes sir!'

---------------------------

Close behind the Jury was the Flagship

'Sir! We've made it through. Sheilds are holding at 42%'

"What about the Jury?"

'They have recieved minor hull damaged, their shields are down to'

The Captain looked out of the window of the bridge. Dead ahead of him was a dry, arid and white planet.

"As I suspected. Scan that planet!"

'Aye sir. Scan now.'

The bridge was consumed by humming of instruments as they recieved data

'We have detected two energy sources - one significantly stronger than the other. One is...' His voice trailed off

"Is there a problem commander?"

'Yes sir - a energy signal has just whited out our sensors - we can't see anything!'

"Whited out?"

'Yes sir. They are sending out a signal that makes all our sensors useless - we can't see what's 2 feet away let alone 2 lightyears now!'

"Open communications with the Jury. See if they have the same problem!"

Somewhere nearby, was the Warhaven ship - However with sensors whited out and everyone looking towards the planet, nobody saw it.

the blade of justice a 15km acendant class battleship exited slipstream
captian zax said charge p.d.ls load offincive missiles all tubes activate 3 assault mecha

the blade of justice a 15km acendant class battleship exited slipstream
captian zax said charge p.d.ls load offincive missiles all tubes activate 3 assault mecha

OOC: Sorry, the threads closed now.:(

the blade of justice a 15km acendant class battleship exited slipstream
captian zax said charge p.d.ls load offincive missiles all tubes activate 3 assault mecha

OOC: Sorry, the threads closed now.:(

OOC: Ditto

"A pleasure to hear that," Ramius answered. "Our engineering teams have also begun to work on a solution to our predicament. If you would like, we will share any information with you."

ooc: sorry for the long absence. i had a family thing to take care of.

PS: plz assume this was said right after, and i'll read the rest of the thread to catch up.

OOC: OK. I'll let you catch up

OOC: It was indeed :D

IC: "Messege received Flame. We aboard the Jury are stranded in this space to. The Frigate Flagship is in the process of trying to figure out an escape plan. This is currently deemed neutral space, and we are no threat to your ship."

"A pleasure to hear that," Ramius answered. "Our engineering teams have also begun to work on a solution to our predicament. If you would like, we will share any information with you."

ooc: sorry for the long absence. i had a family thing to take care of.

PS: plz assume this was said right after, and i'll read the rest of the thread to catch up.

OOC: Sorry ECF, looks like I made it through anyway. Feel free to come join us anyway though.
IC:Captain Tiller took down the Nose, but left the plating up.
"So, it looks like we made it. You folks alright?" he asked the two Mole ships.

Meanwhile, he scanned the world. It was an intresting subject to note, that the scanners were used on the same systems as the V-Ray, and thus were defended from most attempts to block them or white them out, because The V-Ray sapped energy, and if something were used against the scanners, then it was easy to piggyback the V-Ray in the scans and sap whatever energy was used to block them, or white them out.
The V-Ray itself was not a lethal attack, infact it was non-lethal, because it took only energy. Certainly there could be circumstances to the contrary, but more often than not, it was non-lethal.

So, Captain Tiller got the two energy sources, and when the one whitted out his sensors, before he could even think to stop it, The sensors automaticly piggy-backed the V-ray at the offending source, sapping its energy. This energy did not go back to The Doomknight, it just disapated into the surrounding area. Meanwhile the purple colored V-ray was quickly cut, and Captain Tiller prepared to apologise to someone on the world below, and explain what happened.

OOC: Sorry ECF, looks like I made it through anyway. Feel free to come join us anyway though.
IC:Captain Tiller took down the Nose, but left the plating up.
"So, it looks like we made it. You folks alright?" he asked the two Mole ships.

Meanwhile, he scanned the world. It was an intresting subject to note, that the scanners were used on the same systems as the V-Ray, and thus were defended from most attempts to block them or white them out, because The V-Ray sapped energy, and if something were used against the scanners, then it was easy to piggyback the V-Ray in the scans and sap whatever energy was used to block them, or white them out.
The V-Ray itself was not a lethal attack, infact it was non-lethal, because it took only energy. Certainly there could be circumstances to the contrary, but more often than not, it was non-lethal.

So, Captain Tiller got the two energy sources, and when the one whitted out his sensors, before he could even think to stop it, The sensors automaticly piggy-backed the V-ray at the offending source, sapping its energy. This energy did not go back to The Doomknight, it just disapated into the surrounding area. Meanwhile the purple colored V-ray was quickly cut, and Captain Tiller prepared to apologise to someone on the world below, and explain what happened.

Captain Gear almost jumped out of his skin as the messege was played on the bridge

"So, are your sensors working? I reckon the source of our problems come from that strong energy signal - are you getting it?"

Captain Gear almost jumped out of his skin as the messege was played on the bridge

"So, are your sensors working? I reckon the source of our problems come from that strong energy signal - are you getting it?"

"We're waiting for the results, we found two energy sources, and one whited out our sensors, but on our ship, We have what's known as The V-Ray. Its purple in color, and it saps the energy of a target ship, or in this case, world. Their in the same system as the Scanners, and when our scanners went white out, they automaticly shot the V-ray at the offending target to punch a hole in the white out. Try your sensors again before the hole closes up." Captain Tiller said.

OOC: So, what if anything is discovered by this hole in the white out?

Stand down your weapons, we need to find out more information about what is going on, they are not a threat. If needed, our ship can easily destroy them.

Message to the 'Flame', from the 'Proud Mary'

++StartCodeOn++
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
We will stop firing upon the enemy ship ('Odyssey') immediatly, but will keep our weapons armed. The situation onboard the 'Odyssey' is this; the enemy Captain attacked the ambassoder of the Templar ship 'Serpent's Wake'. The Commander of the 'Serpent's Wake' contacted us and told us about the situation. They gave us permission to fire and cripple the 'Odyssey'. We are now arming to board the enemy ship. We ask that you help us in this endevour, if you wish not to, simply say so, no harm done. As soon as we are done dealing with this enemy ship, we will assist the Moles in discovering what is at the heart of the asteroid field.
Ensign Camandel
Commander of Task Force Beta
---Password---
(Not needed, contact friendly ship)
++StartCodeOn++

"We're waiting for the results, we found two energy sources, and one whited out our sensors, but on our ship, We have what's known as The V-Ray. Its purple in color, and it saps the energy of a target ship, or in this case, world. Their in the same system as the Scanners, and when our scanners went white out, they automaticly shot the V-ray at the offending target to punch a hole in the white out. Try your sensors again before the hole closes up." Captain Tiller said.

OOC: So, what if anything is discovered by this hole in the white out?

"We have located a large energy signal. It is my theroy that this is the root of all our problems. We are preparing a shuttle to investigate it. Do you wish to join us in our exploration?"

"All batteries, cease fire. Ion strike them." The laser bolts suddenly changed to ion bolts, aiming to disable 100% of their ship. The Duskfall suddenly stopped fire. It began to move closer to the Odyssey, keeping out of direct teleportation range (if they had one. Better safe than sorry.) eventually reaching a position where they could broadside the ship. Marines began loading up on weapons. Humans, Sanghelli, Gorn and Turians. Large pointed tubes were being prepared for the marines. Soon, fully loaded and ready, they boarded the tubes.
"Get ready to board on my signal. Capture their captain. Bring him here so he can face justice. And..." The shipmaster sighed. "And toast Rok'atu."

OCC: Inside tempature is -2 degrees, and yes we can beam.

Swarmites, Terranians, Calaverian and Balderian Alliance Marines charged there plasma-ray rifles to "Vaporize", as they forified the ship, three massive Terranians walked around the ship, with a constant fire plasma-ray cannon at its side, it grunted as it walked. The lights on the ship were shut off, what could be seen were the blue lights of combat goggles of the Alliance. They awaited there arrival.

OOC: Do you have an exterior bridge?

IC: "Men, get ready. Remember to keep warm, bloody freezing in there. Sanghelli, keep your plasma cannons at the ready. Humans, set limpet charges on impact. Check your boots and oxygen supplies. Turians, emp coils ready? Gorn... Well, just tear 'em apart."
"Count down to launch. 5...4...3...2...1..."

OOC: Do you have an exterior bridge?

IC: "Men, get ready. Remember to keep warm, bloody freezing in there. Sanghelli, keep your plasma cannons at the ready. Humans, set limpet charges on impact. Check your boots and oxygen supplies. Turians, emp coils ready? Gorn... Well, just tear 'em apart."
"Count down to launch. 5...4...3...2...1..."

OCC: the Balderians are basically a copy of the Gorn that look a bit different, and different equipment. and no exterior bridge.

The darkness on board the ship was light up as streams of plasma-rays flew through out the the ship. Pieces of the ship were hit and split and cracked hissing from impact. The Imitators were a elusive bunch, firing carefully around a corner retreating, somtimes charging after pretending to fall back. A couple bio-nades could be heard rolling down hallways( Bio-nade contains infector cells).

Fighter Bay of the 'Proud Mary'

Drop-pods were being loaded with marines and combatbots. The combatbots would be used as shock troops, the marines as clean up crew. The soldiers would also be assisted by marines from the 'Serpent's Wake'. Captain Tybalt of the 'Proud Mary' would personally lead the boarding crews. He hoped that the sheer number of his soldiers would overwhelm the enemy.

The plan was this, the fighters would make three bombing runs on the enemy ship, then the drop-pods would be launched, targeting the bridge, life support systems and other critical areas. The combatbots would be used as shock troops and would attempt to overrun the enemy. The marines would come in and kill any survivors. The combatbots were programmed to move in on the captain of the ship, capture him and secure the sorounding area. The marines would secure a landing zone in one of the loading bays of the ship and call in a fighter lift to take the captain to the Templar ship 'Serpent's Wake'. The commander of the 'Serpent's Wake' could do whatever he liked with the monster. Kill him, I hope, thought Tybalt.

OOC: The Nation of Greater Headhunters has no nonhuman citizens yet. Hang on...

Void Templar, what are your ships? (So I know who is on my side. Will give you list of my own next post.)

"Go!" The tubes shot out from the sides of the Duskfall and slammed into the Odyssey. Four different tubes.

"Go!" The humans threw a flash out of their pod, then leapt out and opened fire with their Spikers. One attached limpet charges around the lip of the pod.
"They're set, go, go, go!" Firing, the marines fled backwards out of the corridor. "Maglock the boots!" All the marines pressed a small button of their armor which gave the boots magnetic force. Then, one of the marines pressed the detonator.

Onboard the Serpent's Wake...
The captain started at the egg. It was a scaly egg, brownish-green in color. Inside was a new species, apparently unintelligent, a hive-mind run species. And parasitic. This should be an ironic death.

OOC :I'll RP one boarding party at a time so they don't take an entire page.
Only one, the Duskfall, which is based of a Wraith ship, with some other influences.

"Go!" The tubes shot out from the sides of the Duskfall and slammed into the Odyssey. Four different tubes.

"Go!" The humans threw a flash out of their pod, then leapt out and opened fire with their Spikers. One attached limpet charges around the lip of the pod.
"They're set, go, go, go!" Firing, the marines fled backwards out of the corridor. "Maglock the boots!" All the marines pressed a small button of their armor which gave the boots magnetic force. Then, one of the marines pressed the detonator.

OOC :I'll RP one boarding party at a time so they don't take an entire page.

Two Calaverians were hit and went down, squeeming and screaming in an a errie high pitch. The explosive made a slight rock, and some imitators fell down, but were quickly able to recover, they filled the hallways with plasma-rays, the Bio-grenades that were thrown went off spraying infector cells everywhere, one had to keep out of there eyes mouth and lungs.

OOC: They were meant to blow a hole in the ship, but its your ship. Meh.

IC: "Visors up!" The human's visor's swept up, sealing their armor from the outside air. The marine at the back bumped into something and turned.
"Ah shit, Sir! Damn doors jammed!" The lead marine sniffed.
"Should be intresting."

The Sanghelli pod smashed into the Odyssey, and the marines stepped out. Firing plasma cannons and wearing heavy armor, the Sanghelli were the heavy troopers on the ship.

The Gorn pod hit soon after, and the marine stepped out. Roaring, they charged towards the enemy. They wore only light armor, but they were armed with vibroblades, capable of slicing through armor. They were the berserkers.


The heavy troopers that had entered cause almost immediate havok, there plasma connons impact seven Calaverians and Swarmites sending them flying, but was replied by barrage plasma-rays, the heavy armor resisted the hits but was still rather effective. The Gorn that had charged were met by Balderian Plasma-ray as they got on there knees and fired prone at the charging enemy.

"We have located a large energy signal. It is my theroy that this is the root of all our problems. We are preparing a shuttle to investigate it. Do you wish to join us in our exploration?"

Certainly, though I warn you, our shuttle craft is going to look a bit, strange. I shall come personally, escorted by three Four-armed Gareens in Powersuits, each one carrying an Aquamarinian scientist in one of their Aquasuits.

Also my second officer will join me.

From The Doomknight dropped what looked like a baby giant Space octopus. Its hull was colored red.

It was marked as Mini-knight one, and equipped with both a point defence system, and Octotractors which enabled the Arms of the ship to work like those of a real Space Octopus. It followed the Mole Shuttle.

OOC: They were meant to blow a hole in the ship, but its your ship. Meh.

IC: "Visors up!" The human's visor's swept up, sealing their armor from the outside air. The marine at the back bumped into something and turned.
"Ah shit, Sir! Damn doors jammed!" The lead marine sniffed.
"Should be intresting."

The Sanghelli pod smashed into the Odyssey, and the marines stepped out. Firing plasma cannons and wearing heavy armor, the Sanghelli were the heavy troopers on the ship.

The Gorn pod hit soon after, and the marine stepped out. Roaring, they charged towards the enemy. They wore only light armor, but they were armed with vibroblades, capable of slicing through armor. They were the berserkers.

The heavy troopers that had entered cause almost immediate havok, there plasma connons impact seven Calaverians and Swarmites sending them flying, but was replied by barrage plasma-rays, the heavy armor resisted the hits but was still rather effective. The Gorn that had charged were met by Balderian Plasma-ray as they got on there knees and fired prone at the charging enemy.

A number of Gorn were taken down instantly, but most managed to dodge the plasma with their heightened reflexes. They tossed grenades into the Alliance marines, hoping to disrupt their ranks, then closed in and began slashing at the enemy.

The Sanghelli simply advanced towards the enemy, their rate of fire growing.

Combat Zone near the ship 'Odyssey'

As the last attack run of fighters flew away (they had left some damn big holes), the drop-pods were launched at the 'Odyssey'. Dozens of drop-ships crossed the void between the 'Odyssey' and Task Force Beta. Upon crashing into the ship, they drilled into the 'Odyssey', puncturing the hull.

Inside the 'Odyssey', near point 1b-22

As soon as the bay doors opened, the combatbots rolled out. Rushing enemy positions, the bots brutally began to dismember and destroy the crew. Each bot had two crushclaws, a set of flechette blasters, four underslung missilepods and a set of drillbots, tiny little robots that could be deployed to scout out airducts, waterpipes and other small, inacsessable places. Their large, oversized crushclaws could tear a man in half. Their flechette blasters were known for there ability to put holes in tank armor. Their missilepods were used as mainly as a way to harrass the enemy. Moving rapidly through the crew, the combatbots were quickly moving in towards the bridge.

OOC: My ships that are in or near the combat zone are below. Its a long list.

Flagship:
Destroyer Class Warship 'Proud Mary'
Escorts:
Destroyer Class Warship 'The Ankle Biter'
Destroyer Class Warship 'Caelum Frendo'
Corvettes:
Corvette Class Warship 'Patton's Folly'
Corvette Class Warship 'Patton's Wrath'
Corvette Class Warship 'Vast Detrimentum'
Corvette Class Warship 'Abyssus Canis'
Pickets:
Picket Class Warship 'Hwelpian' (means "whelp" in old english)
Picket Class Warship 'Prinz Max'
Picket Class Warship 'Prinz Moritz'
Picket Class Warship 'Krieghund'
Picket Class Warship 'Bambi'
Picket Class Warship 'Mondmacher'

OCC: I dont think this is fair roleplaying, you guys seem to walk right through my forces, and i know that's bullshit with light casualties as well, against a whole marine security force.

OCC: I dont think this is fair roleplaying, you guys seem to walk right through my forces, and i know that's bullshit with light casualties as well, against a whole marine security force.

OOC: Well, my human marines are trapped, the gorn have lost over 1/2 of their forces alread, and the Sanghelli are weak to solid weapons. However, I will say that GH's combat bots are a bit overpowered. But, I also want to capture your captain if that's okay by you.

OCC: We dont use solid projectile weapons, and you should tell me if you have lost half of them, i will allow the Sanghelli anti-energy i geuss at the moment, the GH bots are BS, and yes, capturing the captain is fine with me.

OCC: I dont think this is fair roleplaying, you guys seem to walk right through my forces, and i know that's bullshit with light casualties as well, against a whole marine security force.

OOC: Well, my human marines are trapped, the gorn have lost over 1/2 of their forces alread, and the Sanghelli are weak to solid weapons. However, I will say that GH's combat bots are a bit overpowered. But, I also want to capture your captain if that's okay by you.

Certainly, though I warn you, our shuttle craft is going to look a bit, strange. I shall come personally, escorted by three Four-armed Gareens in Powersuits, each one carrying an Aquamarinian scientist in one of their Aquasuits.

Also my second officer will join me.

From The Doomknight dropped what looked like a baby giant Space octopus. Its hull was colored red.

It was marked as Mini-knight one, and equipped with both a point defence system, and Octotractors which enabled the Arms of the ship to work like those of a real Space Octopus. It followed the Mole Shuttle.

"Confirmed. We shall take a light fighter escort to"

The Mole Shuttle was launched, followed by the 3 Giga fighters - as escorts

"This is shuttle Toten to Mini-knight one. We are preparing to enter the planets atmosphere. Hold on tight"

The 5 ships entered the atmosphere of the strange planet. The atmosphere burnt against the shuttles sheilds briefly, before the ship cleared it.

"Sheilds holding at 80% Captain."

"Thank you commander. Have you identified a suitible landing site?"

"Yes sir. ETA 5 minutes"

"Very Good commander." Captain Gear looked out of the shuttle onto the planet's surface. It was littered with the debris and burnt out shells of starships

"What the hell? Were they destroyed by the asteroid belt and crashed here?"

"No Captain. The debris suggests the ships crashed intact"

"Meaning..."

"Something forced them to hit the planets surface sir!"

Silence overcame the shuttle, as they continued towards the landing zone. Shortly they landed safely without incident

"Ok commander. Sensors indicate a safe, breathable atmosphere. You will accompany me with 5 soliders. Expect hostile activity"

"Yes sir!"

"Now, lets greet our friends."

"Confirmed. We shall take a light fighter escort to"

The Mole Shuttle was launched, followed by the 3 Giga fighters - as escorts

"This is shuttle Toten to Mini-knight one. We are preparing to enter the planets atmosphere. Hold on tight"

The 5 ships entered the atmosphere of the strange planet. The atmosphere burnt against the shuttles sheilds briefly, before the ship cleared it.

"Sheilds holding at 80% Captain."

"Thank you commander. Have you identified a suitible landing site?"

"Yes sir. ETA 5 minutes"

"Very Good commander." Captain Gear looked out of the shuttle onto the planet's surface. It was littered with the debris and burnt out shells of starships

"What the hell? Were they destroyed by the asteroid belt and crashed here?"

"No Captain. The debris suggests the ships crashed intact"

"Meaning..."

"Something forced them to hit the planets surface sir!"

Silence overcame the shuttle, as they continued towards the landing zone. Shortly they landed safely without incident

"Ok commander. Sensors indicate a safe, breathable atmosphere. You will accompany me with 5 soliders. Expect hostile activity"

"Yes sir!"

"Now, lets greet our friends."

As The Mini-knight 1 went through the atmosphere, its shield faired similarly.

"You don't think they were unlucky enough to crashland did you?" asked Captain Tiller.
"No." said The second officer.
"I wonder what happened then." The captain asked.
"I'm sure the moles landed just fine." The second officer said.
"I was talking about the piles of debris that look awfully similar to ships littering the surface below." Captain tiller said.
"Them? Who knows. Maybe they were unlucky enough to fight each other and ended up dying instead.

The ship landed safely not too far from the Mole shuttle.

Captain Tiller was the first to exit. He wore a Dark Blue uniform with a gold Lapel pin shaped like a star. He had Black hair that was begining to grey, brown eyes, and seemed sure of himself.

His second officer was a Woman, wearing a similar uniform, only with a dress, instead of pants. Her hair and her eyes were green, and she visibly radiated a similar colored energy. She had Black Flat Boots on, and her nails were painted blue. She wore pink lipstick, but seemed remarkably cold and distant. She wore no Lapels of anykind.

Next came a sight, for three identical creatures possessed of four remarkably bulky arms emerged from the craft. The creatures had small heads, and seemed increadibly strong, without the powersuits. Their eyes held no spark of intelligence of anykind. Infact, one wondered if they were actually machines.

Following them were three white Octopus looking creatures, in brown Space suits completly filled with water. Their eyes belied their great intelligence, but were clearly very physically weak.

They grappled the Strong creatures, and climbed on their backs. The four armed creatures didn't seem to even register their presence.

"Greetings, I am Captain Roto Tiller, it is a pleasure to meet you in person." The Man said stepping forward.
"May I introduce my second officer, and wife, Sylvia, The Four armed creatures are known as Gareens, and possess no intelligence of any kind whatsoever, lacking even the base intelligence of wild creatures. They wear Psionic Collars for our protection, for their miniscule brains are wired to attack anything and everything without exception. On their backs are their keepers, The Aquamarinians, who use them to transport themselves around." Captain Tiller said.

"Greetings, I am Captain Roto Tiller, it is a pleasure to meet you in person." The Man said stepping forward.
"May I introduce my second officer, and wife, Sylvia, The Four armed creatures are known as Gareens, and possess no intelligence of any kind whatsoever, lacking even the base intelligence of wild creatures. They wear Psionic Collars for our protection, for their miniscule brains are wired to attack anything and everything without exception. On their backs are their keepers, The Aquamarinians, who use them to transport themselves around." Captain Tiller said.

7 Moles stood in front of them. 3 of them looked exactly the same and were probably some sort of clone solider. They held their weapon in there hands firmly, and were standing to attention. 2 other moles were wearing a similar unifrom, but looked different from each other and were obviously slightly nervous. They had a different weapon to.

1 of the other moles had a different uniform, and was wearing some sort of equipment pack and was standing firm. The remaining one was also wearing a different unifrom. This one approached Captain Tiller and spoke

"Good day to you Captain Gear. This here is my second in command, Commander Stewert" As he said this he gestured to the one standing to attention. At mention of his name he bowed his head towards Captain Tiller and spoke, "It is a pleasure to meet you sir!"

"I'd like to spend more time exchanging greetings, but we both have a job to do"

" We dont need to explain, you will be assimilted, life as you and your companions will be adapted to serve us...defiance will be met with violence." The Alliance marines aboard the Odyssey began to arm themeselves in case of boarding.
OOC: do you gots a fact book? Your a newer player so I don't know much about you.

The captain laughed. " You think the mighty federation will fall to the likes of your people? I highly doubt that. We disabled one of your ships in a single shot, I suggest you tell me what your intents were when you fired on that ship, and whats this whole " assimlation " thing about? "

OCC: ya i got a factbook

OCC: bumped the factbook to you, but its at the bottom.

OCC: bumped the factbook to you, but its at the bottom.

OOC: Thanks

OOC: Guys, can we keep OOC posts to a minium, and can we have no OOC conversations please. We have a thing known as 'telegrams' - use them :p

7 Moles stood in front of them. 3 of them looked exactly the same and were probably some sort of clone solider. They held their weapon in there hands firmly, and were standing to attention. 2 other moles were wearing a similar unifrom, but looked different from each other and were obviously slightly nervous. They had a different weapon to.

1 of the other moles had a different uniform, and was wearing some sort of equipment pack and was standing firm. The remaining one was also wearing a different unifrom. This one approached Captain Tiller and spoke

"Good day to you Captain Gear. This here is my second in command, Commander Stewert" As he said this he gestured to the one standing to attention. At mention of his name he bowed his head towards Captain Tiller and spoke, "It is a pleasure to meet you sir!"

"I'd like to spend more time exchanging greetings, but we both have a job to do"

"Indeed, we propose we start with the nearest Energy source, which based on our landing coordinates versus location of the two known sources, would be that direction." Said Bob, the Middle Aquamarinian and chief of science, pointing off in a direction with a tenticle. Clearly the intelligience Aquamarinians possessed was astronomical. There hadn't been any signs of computers, pens, pencils, or papers of any kind to assist them with the complicated math it took to deduce such things on a foreign world.

"Sounds like an idea. What do you folks say, who leads the way?" Captain Tiller asked.

"I would like to lead if that is ok." Said Commander Stewert.

However, before anyone could agree, 5 humanoid figures approached from behind a small hill

"Halt!" cried out Captain Gear, "Indentify yourselves!"

The figures lurched forward slowly.

"Stop! Identify yourself!"

The figures groaned, but still advanced

"Commander, fire warning shots!"

Commander Stewert aimed his laser balster over the figures heads and fired 3 rounds. The figures paused momentarily, before lurching forward again. They were now just 50 metres away, but they had no weapons.

The Aquamarinians leaped from the backs of the Gareens, who promptly flexed their muscles and cracked their Gi-normous Knuckles, raising their arms before them, ready give a beat down to the five advancing figures.
Sylvia similarly readied herself, appearently she was adept in the art of physical fighting.
Tiller unholstered an energy pistol, and fired at the ground just before the advancing figures feet, and fired.

The figures continued to advance.

"Fire!"

On the command, the six soliders opened fire and within seconds they had gunned down the 5 figures. Once the dust had settled, the Commander advanced on the bodies, closely followed by the others

"Hmm... It looks like they have some sort disease..." Commented the commander. They all had similar growths along their bodies. However, they all looked like they came from different species...

"Lets move on"

Bob seemed to make Mental notes of this, as he and the other two Aquamarinians, remounted the Gareens and followed along.

After walking a short distance, Commander Stewert looked back. What he saw made him raise his weapon and fire. Before anyone else could react, 5 more figures had been slaughtered

"Good work commander!"

He did not move

"Commander?"

"Sorry sir, there's something odd here. I'll catch up."

The 5 other moles exchanged glances before walking on. Only a few seconds passed before Stewert cried out

"Captain! I think you should look at this!"

As they looked back, to there horror, the 5 'corpses' staggered back to their feet and advanced again. Commander Stewert hastily retreated back the the others

"Looks like we can't kill them..."

After walking a short distance, Commander Stewert looked back. What he saw made him raise his weapon and fire. Before anyone else could react, 5 more figures had been slaughtered

"Good work commander!"

He did not move

"Commander?"

"Sorry sir, there's something odd here. I'll catch up."

The 5 other moles exchanged glances before walking on. Only a few seconds passed before Stewert cried out

"Captain! I think you should look at this!"

As they looked back, to there horror, the 5 'corpses' staggered back to their feet and advanced again. Commander Stewert hastily retreated back the the others

"Looks like we can't kill them..."

Tiller smiled, as the Gareens were again dismounted.

Letting loose with a bloody roar, the three creatures rushed the five creatures, and proceeded to do their very best to rip them limb from Limb, and even remove their heads. Again, Gareens had enourmous strength, able to lift multiple tons in their powersuits with relative ease.

Tiller smiled, as the Gareens were again dismounted.

Letting loose with a bloody roar, the three creatures rushed the five creatures, and proceeded to do their very best to rip them limb from Limb, and even remove their heads. Again, Gareens had enourmous strength, able to lift multiple tons in their powersuits with relative ease.

Commander Stewert watched in fasination

"I just hope that works" As he spoke he gestured towards the horizon. At least 20 more of these creatures were approaching them.

"I think maybe we should try and avoid them - after all, it's not like they are armed?"

Commander Stewert watched in fasination

"I just hope that works" As he spoke he gestured towards the horizon. At least 20 more of these creatures were approaching them.

"I think maybe we should try and avoid them - after all, it's not like they are armed?"

"That's an idea." Tiller said.

The Aquamarinians visably concentrated their stare at the Gareens, and the air shimmered between them. Something seemed to happen, and the Gareens walked back over calm as could be, picked up the Aquamarinians, and continued to walk on, doing their best to avoid the space zombies.

The group continued on their journey, followed by a crowd of these - creatures, at least 100 strong now - towards the energy source

"We are only 5 minutes away now."

As the commander spoke, several energy bolts shot over the heads of the group. 10 more 'zombies' had appeared. The strange growths on them made them look exactly the same... and they were armed.

"Take cover!" The commander screamed, closely followed by the others. As they took cover, the Moles opened fire on the zombies. As the rounds hit, they rocked in pain - but did not fall.

The group continued on their journey, followed by a crowd of these - creatures, at least 100 strong now - towards the energy source

"We are only 5 minutes away now."

As the commander spoke, several energy bolts shot over the heads of the group. 10 more 'zombies' had appeared. The strange growths on them made them look exactly the same... and they were armed.

"Take cover!" The commander screamed, closely followed by the others. As they took cover, the Moles opened fire on the zombies. As the rounds hit, they rocked in pain - but did not fall.

The Aquamarinains leapt off the Gareens.

"Time for a bloodbath boys. Keep them off our backs." Bob said.

The Gareens leapt into the crowd with a look of bloody glee, and set to ripping and tearing and using their massive strength to rip the zombie hord limb from limb.

Meanwhile, The Aquamarinians re-ectivated their hive mind, and levitated themselves along.
"We need to hurry Those Gareens won't last forever." Captain Tiller said.

OCC: Space zombies? WHAT?

The Aquamarinains leapt off the Gareens.

"Time for a bloodbath boys. Keep them off our backs." Bob said.

The Gareens leapt into the crowd with a look of bloody glee, and set to ripping and tearing and using their massive strength to rip the zombie hord limb from limb.

Meanwhile, The Aquamarinians re-ectivated their hive mind, and levitated themselves along.
"We need to hurry Those Gareens won't last forever." Captain Tiller said.

Despite being much stronger than normal creatures, these 'zombies' were strong to. Although the Gareens had a huge advantage, they found these guys tough going, and the zombies bashed them with their arms with shocking power back.

The commander resonded to Tiller, "I agree. The longer we stay still, the more of these freaks we will attract." He pointed to a cave a short distance away, "That's our destination. Lets move."

As the group jumped up and moved, one of the Moles was too slow and was suddenly set upon by the crowd of creatures that had been behind them. His screams of pain were muffledb by groans from the Zombies. It was over in seconds, as the zombies turned round and pursued the group

"Damn it!" Yelled the commander. He gunned down a few of the zombies in anger, before giving up and joining the others.

OCC: Space zombies? WHAT?

OOC: All shall be revealed - I promise

Despite being much stronger than normal creatures, these 'zombies' were strong to. Although the Gareens had a huge advantage, they found these guys tough going, and the zombies bashed them with their arms with shocking power pack.

The commander resonded to Tiller, "I agree. The longer we stay still, the more of these freaks we will attract." He pointed to a cave a short distance away, "That's our destination. Lets move."

As the group jumped up and moved, one of the Moles was too slow and was suddenly set upon by the crowd of creatures that had been behind them. His screams of pain were muffledb by groans from the Zombies. It was over in seconds, as the zombies turned round and pursued the group

"Damn it!" Yelled the commander. He gunned down a few of the zombies in anger, before giving up and joining the others.

Gareens were very tough indeed, but in the end, still only mortal, and after several minutes of superhuman punching, ripping, and tearing, they too succombed to these abominations.

"I'm starting to think I should've brought someone with less than scientific powers along." Tiller said, more to himself than to anyone else.

"You've got me." said Sylvia.
"But your my wife, I don't want to lose you." Tiller said.

Gareens were very tough indeed, but in the end, still only mortal, and after several minutes of superhuman punching, ripping, and tearing, they too succombed to these abominations.

"I'm starting to think I should've brought someone with less than scientific powers along." Tiller said, more to himself than to anyone else.

"You've got me." said Sylvia.
"But your my wife, I don't want to lose you." Tiller said.

"We have to move quickly."

The group moved away, with the creatures in... 'pursuit' as they entered the cave, the inside was of metalic construction. Near the entrance was a control panel

"Looks door controls. Cover me while I attempt to over-ride them!" He began to tap the buttons, as the 4 remaining soliders took up positions to protect him from the advancing hordes. Most of them staggered forwards and had no weapons. A few were armed and were firing their weapons towards the cave. With each shot thet were getting closer to the mark.

The Aquamarinians set themselves down.

Oh yes, don't let the scientists look at the alien controls, I mean Gods forbid someone qualified actually does the job.

The thoughts rolled through the minds of the mini-hive, and then with the same force that they used to levitate themselves around, they erected a shield, that shimmered in the air all accross the cave mouth, but not in the way of any closing doors. A few shots hit the shield, and the shield sizzled as the shots hit the shimmering air.

"We can't keep this up forever." Bob said simply.

OOC: Portable shields, courtesy of psionic powers. You have a full half of an hour ICly before they become too weary to block the shots.

A few minutes later, the controls were over-ridden. The doors took an eternity to close. Eventually, they closed. Seconds later, loud bashes were heard as the creatures tried to force their way in.

"That should hold them!" Declared Commander Stewert triumphantly.

"Ok, lets take a look around here. The energy source is coming from here."

The group walked into the next room, it was dimly lit. However, there was a loud hum of some sort of equipment working. As the group spread out, a monitor lit up and showed a creature - resembling the zombies although the growths covered its entire body. It spoke.

"Greetings intruders. I hope you are ready to join us."

A few minutes later, the controls were over-ridden. The doors took an eternity to close. Eventually, they closed. Seconds later, loud bashes were heard as the creatures tried to force their way in.

"That should hold them!" Declared Commander Stewert triumphantly.

"Ok, lets take a look around here. The energy source is coming from here."

The group walked into the next room, it was dimly lit. However, there was a loud hum of some sort of equipment working. As the group spread out, a monitor lit up and showed a creature - resembling the zombies although the growths covered its entire body. It spoke.

"Greetings intruders. I hope you are ready to join us."

No, actually, we were looking for a way to leave the Asteroid belt and thought the answer might lie on this world. Now, if that's not okay with you, then I'm afraid things are going to get unpleasant rather quickly, because we won't be joining your army of space zombies, or whatever the hell you are." Captain Tiller said.

No, actually, we were looking for a way to leave the Asteroid belt and thought the answer might lie on this world. Now, if that's not okay with you, then I'm afraid things are going to get unpleasant rather quickly, because we won't be joining your army of space zombies, or whatever the hell you are." Captain Tiller said.

The creature chuckled "Space Zombies? Is that what you think we are? We are Mortians - this realities supreme being!"

"Supreme being?" Scoffed Captain Gear, "That's a laugh. If you are so supreme, why do you need us to 'join' you?"

"A good question Captain." came the response, "To answer that, I'll need to share with you a little secret. Many eons ago, us Mortians were at war with a hostile race called the Granidins. It was a long, bloody conflict. They released a weapon that attacked our genetic structure. Many died. Those that survived had there genes to badly damaged to reproduce. With great skill, the Granidins were wiped out. However, we Mortians were dying out. So, we developed a mutatagen that could mutate other races into mortians. It was a slow process, but highly successful. The next step was to 'recruit' others to join us. We developed this 'fish bowl' to attract you in, and then lure you to the surface to be converted."

The creature chuckled "Space Zombies? Is that what you think we are? We are Mortians - this realities supreme being!"

"Supreme being?" Scoffed Captain Gear, "That's a laugh. If you are so supreme, why do you need us to 'join' you?"

"A good question Captain." came the response, "To answer that, I'll need to share with you a little secret. Many eons ago, us Mortians were at war with a hostile race called the Granidins. It was a long, bloody conflict. They released a weapon that attacked our genetic structure. Many died. Those that survived had there genes to badly damaged to reproduce. With great skill, the Granidins were wiped out. However, we Mortians were dying out. So, we developed a mutatagen that could mutate other races into mortians. It was a slow process, but highly successful. The next step was to 'recruit' others to join us. We developed this 'fish bowl' to attract you in, and then lure you to the surface to be converted."

Captain Tiller smiled. This thing had failed, made a major error. He had little less than five minutes to contact the ship. He wouldn't even try. After Five minutes, this world was as good as destroyed, because due to Article 36 of the Standard rules of Space Navigation as set forth by the Department of Internal Security, any captain had only twenty minutes to Report back in on a mission, and unless he had rekoned time wrong, only about 15 mintues had passed, and then after the deadline, he wouldn't be captain anymore, unless he passed a battery of tests on the homeworld, he wouldn't be permitted near any sensitive information, and would be treated as an enemy until he got home, which meant if he was converted, The Doomknight would destroy this world, and everything on it within the hour.

If worse came to worse, Doomknight would self-destruct, and take this entire system with it, such was the strength and power of their self-destruct.

But surely things wouldn't get that far.

Tiller sighed, and unholstered his energy pistol.

"Let us go, or we're going to kill you." Tiller said. There was no ounce of fear, no concept of possibly being wrong.

Sylvia drew her arms, and the Aquamarinians drew small arms out of pockets on their wetsuits.

OOC: For the purposes of preserving the ending I had planned, I'm going to Godmode a little here. Bear with me. ;)

The creature on the communication screen smiled again. "I suppose you think the destruction of your ship will 'destroy us'. Here's secret number 2 - we have prepared for this outcome. The asteroids weren't 'calibrated' to destroy your ship - just damage your targetting system. By my reckoning you haven't even realised yet."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Us Mortians predict everything. Your large ship - A Mole Class destroyer you called it? We damaged it's sheilds so it was convertible."

"Us Moles shall never join you!"

"Oh, but you will. For you see, I was once a mole myself..."

"Impossible! No moles have ever been here!"

"During war, a ship here and there disappearing can go unnoticed - especially when your enemy is the kernuts..."

"Good Lord! That war was decades ago!"

"Indeed. Don't worry - my semi-converted brethren will join you shortly - The door is almost open. Bye!"

With that the screen switched off. Whilst the others had been absorbed in the conversation, Commander Stewert was looking in a corner. He could see a large machine - connected to many power plants underground. It was protected by a powerful forcefield.

"What have you found?" Enquired the Captain, noticing his commanders activities

"Scans indicate this is the machine we were looking for - This thing is what is trapping us here, and control the asteroids, and emitting the sensor white out."

"I see - Is the forcefield weak enough to break through"

"If we had the right tools, maybe"

"Then we must get back to the shuttle - armed with this new information we could escape here alive!"

OOC: For the purposes of preserving the ending I had planned, I'm going to Godmode a little here. Bear with me. ;)

The creature on the communication screen smiled again. "I suppose you think the destruction of your ship will 'destroy us'. Here's secret number 2 - we have prepared for this outcome. The asteroids weren't 'calibrated' to destroy your ship - just damage your targetting system. By my reckoning you haven't even realised yet."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Us Mortians predict everything. Your large ship - A Mole Class destroyer you called it? We damaged it's sheilds so it was convertible."

"Us Moles shall never join you!"

"Oh, but you will. For you see, I was once a mole myself..."

"Impossible! No moles have ever been here!"

"During war, a ship here and there disappearing can go unnoticed - especially when your enemy is the kernuts..."

"Good Lord! That war was decades ago!"

"Indeed. Don't worry - my semi-converted brethren will join you shortly - The door is almost open. Bye!"

With that the screen switched off. Whilst the others had been absorbed in the conversation, Commander Stewert was looking in a corner. He could see a large machine - connected to many power plants underground. It was protected by a powerful forcefield.

"What have you found?" Enquired the Captain, noticing his commanders activities

"Scans indicate this is the machine we were looking for - This thing is what is trapping us here, and control the asteroids, and emitting the sensor white out."

"I see - Is the forcefield weak enough to break through"

"If we had the right tools, maybe"

"Then we must get back to the shuttle - armed with this new information we could escape here alive!"

OOC: I'm not saying that's what I'm planning on, just that those were the thoughts in Tiller's mind. Also, Doomknight need not target anyone, or anything, nor would it explode, It would implode. However, I wasn't really planning on loosing an expensive ship anytime soon either.


IC:

Sylvia walked over to the forcefield.
"If I must, I can use my ancestoral powers to force my way through the Force Field, and from there manipulate the machine, otherwise, Tiller must get back so he can report in, before we have to fill out form 32-F."

"If I don't report in, another will assume my position and immediatly go on the defensive." Tiller explained.

OOC: I'm not saying that's what I'm planning on, just that those were the thoughts in Tiller's mind. Also, Doomknight need not target anyone, or anything, nor would it explode, It would implode. However, I wasn't really planning on loosing an expensive ship anytime soon either.


IC:

Sylvia walked over to the forcefield.
"If I must, I can use my ancestoral powers to force my way through the Force Field, and from there manipulate the machine, otherwise, Tiller must get back so he can report in, before we have to fill out form 32-F."

"If I don't report in, another will assume my position and immediatly go on the defensive." Tiller explained.

"I see..." responded Commander Stewert

"The forcefield is only half an obstacle. Once through, it's not just a matter of breaking the machine..."

"What do you mean... sir?"

"We don't have any idea what would happen. This whole place might collapse and we be sucked from existence - at best we can hope that this place returns to its natural position."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"Think about it. If this planet is owned by these Mortians, then we will be in the middle of hostile territory - with only 3 ships between us."

"I see the problem."

"We might not even end up back in our galaxy - let alone dimension!"

"What do you have in mind - I am worried by the fact those... Zombies will break through that door any moment."

"We need to retreat to our ships and come up with a plan to alter this machine to send us back home"

"But that requires us to fight our way out - We lack the troops or ammunition to break through..." replied the Commander disheartenedly

"I see..." responded Commander Stewert

"The forcefield is only half an obstacle. Once through, it's not just a matter of breaking the machine..."

"What do you mean... sir?"

"We don't have any idea what would happen. This whole place might collapse and we be sucked from existence - at best we can hope that this place returns to its natural position."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"Think about it. If this planet is owned by these Mortians, then we will be in the middle of hostile territory - with only 3 ships between us."

"I see the problem."

"We might not even end up back in our galaxy - let alone dimension!"

"What do you have in mind - I am worried by the fact those... Zombies will break through that door any moment."

"We need to retreat to our ships and come up with a plan to alter this machine to send us back home"

"But that requires us to fight our way out - We lack the troops or ammunition to break through..." replied the Commander disheartenedly

"The choice is yours, but if we are in an alternate dimension, or even if we leave existence altogether, we can still get you back home, and if we die in enemy territory or on this world on our way back to our ships, the tale of our epic fight to the death shall thrill our children, and our children's children, for generations to come." Sylvia said.

"Besides, we need not fight all the way. We weigh nearly one-hundred pounds apiece. If someone were to carry us, we could create a shield in the shape of a wedge around the group if we huddle together, as we run and force our way through the zombie gathering via the force wedge. We could pop on your back just like a backpack. I'm certain we could make it most, if not all the way back to our shuttles where we both have better resources at our command to fight off a Zombie hord." Bob said.

"The choice is yours, but if we are in an alternate dimension, or even if we leave existence altogether, we can still get you back home, and if we die in enemy territory or on this world on our way back to our ships, the tale of our epic fight to the death shall thrill our children, and our children's children, for generations to come." Sylvia said.

"Besides, we need not fight all the way. We weigh nearly one-hundred pounds apiece. If someone were to carry us, we could create a shield in the shape of a wedge around the group if we huddle together, as we run and force our way through the zombie gathering via the force wedge. We could pop on your back just like a backpack. I'm certain we could make it most, if not all the way back to our shuttles where we both have better resources at our command to fight off a Zombie hord." Bob said.

The Captain buried his face in his hands. "Of course I should have realised."

"I reckon I could carry you - and the rest of my troops can share out the others. It's worth a try...right?" The commander said

The Captain buried his face in his hands. "Of course I should have realised."

"I reckon I could carry you - and the rest of my troops can share out the others. It's worth a try...right?" The commander said

OOC: I'm making an assumption here, that you don't mind when the door falls, and/or its falling and the subsequent rush of the almost mortians is not a major part of the story, and thus can RP it in my post here.

I'm also going to assume that the group is going to get close so as to be protected by the moving wedge shield.

"Alright, that door's almost down. Bob, I've carried you before, I can do so again, Sylvia, carry Mike. Shelia, your going to be carried by Captain Gear." Tiller said.

As the Aquamarinians climbed onto the backs of their perspective rides, they closed their eyes and concentrated.
"We're close together, that door's almost gone. We can't keep this up forever, but if we get close enough, we can use our hive link to our ship tro activate the point defence system." Bob said.

Right as the door fell, the air began to shimmer, as the Aquamarinians erected a shield.

"We have strong minds, and thus this shield is strong defensivly. Offensivly it depends on your strength, not ours." Bob said with closed eyes.

As the semi-mortians swarmed in, the sheild went up

"Forward! ordered Captain Gear

The small group advanced towards the Semi-mortians - tentively at first. Once the sheild hit the frontlines of Semi-mortians, they were pushed away with easy. The shock of being buffeted by the sheild seem to make them stand still

A few of the almost-mortians fired their weapons - but these were absored by the sheild. Within a minute, they forced their way through the crowd.

"Alright! Let's go go go!"

As the group neared the ships, the mini-knight seemed to come to life. a tenticle raised, and fired the point defense energy cannons at the throng of abominations behind the group.

Secondly, the ship took to the air, and moved over next to the Mole shuttle, so as to provide defense all the way over to the ships.

"Mind links to ships, never leave home without them." Bob said.

As they neared the shuttles, the shield fell, even as the Aquamarinians, Tiller, and Sylvia darted into their shuttle. They continued to provide cover as the moles got into their shuttle.

Meanwhile, captain Tiller reported in, just in the nick of time, and relayed everything that happened, ordering the sensors to be realigned and repaired immediatly if not sooner.

When they all were aboard, they returned post-haste to The doomknight where they all felt much safer.

OOC: again, making a few assumptions for the sake of expediancy.
I have an idea I'll relay ICly in a moment.

OOC: That's ok :)

IC: The Mole shuttle flew back to the Flagship. Captain Gear summoned his top officers and opened a communication with the Jury.

"Captain Gear to Admiral Clark."

"Receiving you"

"How's the situation over there?"

"Well, the hyperdrive is back online. Sheilds still down. Yourself? What happened down there?"

"We have discovered a potential escape. Details I shall forward to you...

"...I see..."

"We shall now communicate with Doomknight"

A link was established between the two ships

"Flagship to Doomknight. Are you all ok over there? We have an idea - You folks come up with a way to get past the forcefield and 'modify' that machine, and we'll find a way to get us there. I doubt it will be that easy this time.""

OOC: That's ok :)

IC: The Mole shuttle flew back to the Flagship. Captain Gear summoned his top officers and opened a communication with the Jury.

"Captain Gear to Admiral Clark."

"Receiving you"

"How's the situation over there?"

"Well, the hyperdrive is back online. Sheilds still down. Yourself? What happened down there?"

"We have discovered a potential escape. Details I shall forward to you...

"...I see..."

"We shall now communicate with Doomknight"

A link was established between the two ships

"Flagship to Doomknight. Are you all ok over there? We have an idea - You folks come up with a way to get past the forcefield and 'modify' that machine, and we'll find a way to get us there. I doubt it will be that easy this time.""

OOC: Well, that takes care of that, I was going to suggust using the V-ray to simply sap the energy of that place. With no energy it would obviously have to deactivate, and we'd be free. But I have another Idea now I'll relay ICly.

IC:

"We can't rely on the Aquamarinians this time around, their all too weary, but this is a Warship, and it just so happens to be chock full of ground troops. We could use the Mass Teleporter, a special Teleporter designed for teleporting large numbers of troops at once, and teleport our ground troops down to the surface to hack and slash our way past those, whatever they were. Of course, we can't do it alone, it would be done in conjunction with whatever method you devised for getting us there, but all the same, we need a few hours to create a hand-held portable version of our ships V-ray, a weapon used for sapping and destroying energy. That'll get us past the shields alright, and Bob assures me he can figure out that machine quick like." Tiller Replied.

Even as he spoke The Aquamarinians were all conversing via the hivemind they re-established on the ship, coming up with a design for a portable V-Ray.

"Hmm... I feel commiting too many organic troops a danger. We feel we can provide protection for your equipment. The less you send the better, as the last thing we want to do is surrender anyone to 'join' the mortians. Take as long as you need - we aren't going anywhere."

OOC: The reason the V-ray wouldn't set us free is because we need to go back where we came from, not just escape ;)

"Alright, but still, we need a few hours to make that portable V-ray." Tiller replied.

30 minutes later...

"Success!" a human scientist and engineer cried out as she raised the bortable V-ray in the air like a trophy.

She set up a forcefield, and fired the V-ray. The purple beam did indeed drain the forcefield's energy, but at the same time, the scientist slumped over in her chair and fell asleep.

"Product needs shielding to protect from effects." Bob commented.

An hour after that....

as the human scintist continued to snore away in her chair, Bob completed the prototype second generation V-ray, this one was larger, because it needed shielding. A gareen was chosen to fire it, and as the Gareen did, the V-ray blew up, taking the Gareen with it.

"Shielding model appears to interfer with the normal operation of the V-ray. Suggust modifying the shielding, possibly enhancing the power output of the V-ray." Bob said. at that point, the sleeping scientist who made the first model let out a particularly loud snore.
"Someone take her to her room." Bob said.

An hour and a half later, three hours total after returning to the ship...

A Cannon that took three Gareens to move was completed. It was a portable V-ray. It was properly shielded to prevent non-targets from being effected, and its power was strong enough to quickly take out the energy of its target.

"This is the Doomknight to Flagship, we're ready!" Tiller said over the communications channel.

ooc: i'm so lost. if someone could provide a synopsis, plz do so. i wanna rejoin, but due to work and illness, i've been absent. if not, i'll just drop out. thank you.

ooc: i'm so lost. if someone could provide a synopsis, plz do so. i wanna rejoin, but due to work and illness, i've been absent. if not, i'll just drop out. thank you.

Well....

All the other posters were fighting North Calveras who decided he wanted nothing more than to assimilate everyone into his nation, and everyone else liking their non-assimilated freedom as they do, decided it was better to erase NC from the spot he occupied in the belt. Then appearently they lost intrest or got too involved with other things, because they haven't posted recently.

Meanwhile, Mole and I took off through the belt and punched through to the otherside where we found this big world with two massive energy sources. We touched down on the world fought our way past a horde of space zombies, and learned this whole thing was a trap to assimilate all of us into Mortians, and the zombies chasing us down were actually our friendly neighborhood half-assimilated Mortians who really wanted us to move in on a permanente basis, but Mole and I weren't having any of that so we forced our way back to our ships were we fleed back to our respective mother ships and came up with a half-baked plan to force our way back to the energy source to manipulate the machine that's been trapping us here so that we at least could escape back to our homelands so we could alert our governments to the true nature of this place so that if we ever saw it again we could destroy it from a distance. *takes deep breath*
And that in a nutshell is what's been happening so far.

"Alright, but still, we need a few hours to make that portable V-ray." Tiller replied.

30 minutes later...

"Success!" a human scientist and engineer cried out as she raised the bortable V-ray in the air like a trophy.

She set up a forcefield, and fired the V-ray. The purple beam did indeed drain the forcefield's energy, but at the same time, the scientist slumped over in her chair and fell asleep.

"Product needs shielding to protect from effects." Bob commented.

An hour after that....

as the human scintist continued to snore away in her chair, Bob completed the prototype second generation V-ray, this one was larger, because it needed shielding. A gareen was chosen to fire it, and as the Gareen did, the V-ray blew up, taking the Gareen with it.

"Shielding model appears to interfer with the normal operation of the V-ray. Suggust modifying the shielding, possibly enhancing the power output of the V-ray." Bob said. at that point, the sleeping scientist who made the first model let out a particularly loud snore.
"Someone take her to her room." Bob said.

An hour and a half later, three hours total after returning to the ship...

A Cannon that took three Gareens to move was completed. It was a portable V-ray. It was properly shielded to prevent non-targets from being effected, and its power was strong enough to quickly take out the energy of its target.

"This is the Doomknight to Flagship, we're ready!" Tiller said over the communications channel.

"That's excellant news. Our Assualt force is ready to launch"

Commander Stewert approached his Captain. "Sir, I want to go down there!"

"No. Too risky. The Robotic units can handle it"

"I think I can help organise them!"

Captain Gear pondered for a moment. "Alright. But becareful!"

The commander ran to join the Assault force

Moments later, the assault transport launched. It lurked around the Doomknight, waiting for the Warhavenian force

They didn't have long to wait. What came from The Doomknight looked like a really big box, and was unmarked. It had a point defence system too, and it came with shields. It seemed to fall to the planet like a brick, but landed gently on the surface in the exact same spot The Mini-knight had been. The front opened up, and out came Six Gareens in completly sealed powersuits. Nothing from the outside environment could get in. Three carried the portable V-ray, three carried Bob and his two best aids in completly sealed Aquatic Suits. Seeing the robotic troops, The Aquamarinians shielded only the ten organic troops, counting Commander Stewart. The Gareens followed the Robotic troops.

OOC: I've been reading but I didn't want to interrupt the flow of the main story.

They didn't have long to wait. What came from The Doomknight looked like a really big box, and was unmarked. It had a point defence system too, and it came with shields. It seemed to fall to the planet like a brick, but landed gently on the surface in the exact same spot The Mini-knight had been. The front opened up, and out came Six Gareens in completly sealed powersuits. Nothing from the outside environment could get in. Three carried the portable V-ray, three carried Bob and his two best aids in completly sealed Aquatic Suits. Seeing the robotic troops, The Aquamarinians shielded only the ten organic troops, counting Commander Stewart. The Gareens followed the Robotic troops.

OOC: Details on my Robotic units are in my factbook

The 14 Robots, led by Commander Stewert had been given there orders. 5 FUSE AVs took off and flew a head of 2 MUSRUMs and 3 Mole troopers. The 4 FUSE GVs stayed with the commander

He approached the Warhavenian party. As he spoke, explosions were heard in the background. "Myself and these FUSEs will escort you to the machine"

OOC: Feel free to come through the Asteroids - assume you won your fight

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OOC: I've been reading but I didn't want to interrupt the flow of the main story.

OOC: Feel free to come through the Asteroids - assume you won your fight

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OOC: My God! Some timewarp

Well....

OOC: Sounds like something Douglas Adams would think up..

ooc: k, thanks. if possible, can we assume my ships simply joined w/ yours and are helping you out @ the moment? i don't know what to post, really... may i provide support/air cover?

OOC: We can do some retrospective RP if you want - Warhaven and I could rewind it a bit

OOC: We can do some retrospective RP if you want - Warhaven and I could rewind it a bit

OOC: Indeed, we could rewind and do a snippet where you come in as I'm developing the portable V-ray, I mean, that's three hours of us just sitting around doing nothing, and then over the course of an IC discussion decide you get to support Mole in his efforts to protect me as I send in my three brightest people (that are here in the belt) to "persuede" the machine into letting us go.

That seems the easiest and most viable path. It would provide a chance for you and Void Templar, if he so desired, to jump in at the present point of the main RP. I'm sure there will be more exciting action for you two to participate in as we try to leave, and if I'm lucky, I'll even get to show why The Nexus Bomb is so devastating!

ooc: that'd be great, i've been wanting to show off the strength of my Spacy forces. even though they're only corvettes, the AEsir and Vanir pack a big punch.

OOC: Warhaven and I will pause this and give you two the oppotunity to move through the asteroids.

OOC: I'm just gonna skip the details of North Cavaleras getting killed.


IC: "Well, we may as well go join the moles. Maybe they've found a way out." The enisgn nodded and plotted a course following the mole's engine trail.
"Divert all power to forward and side shielding, minimum rear shielding." The asteroids bounced off the Duskfall's hull.
"Shields?"
"93% and falling slowly."
"Good. If this field isn't too deep we'll be fine."

"Set Action Stations!" Commander Ramius ordered. "Helm, bring us about on a pursuit course."

"Aye, Captain," the helmsman answered.

"Sir," the Communications Officer informed her, "The Vanir has answered and had come alongside us bearing off our port."

"Activate CIWS system and the Phase-Shift armor," Badgiruel said from her station in the CIC. The close-in rail guns fired, eliminating the asteroids in the AEsir's path, the smaller and less lethal chunks smashing harmlessly against the shielded armor of the ship's hull.

"Sir, LADAR is detecting another ship following in the wake," the LADAR officer announced.

"Keep monitoring their position," Ramius answered. "With all this debris, it'll be hard to spot them visually. We don't want to plow into their six."

ooc: thanks again for the timewarp

The Flagship noticed as the two ships existed the asteroid storm

Captain Gear opened a communication channel to both ships

"At last! Nice to see you lot have stopped squabbling with each other and coming to attack the root of the problem"

"It's nice to be at your side," Ramius replied. "We'll cover your right." She switched off the XMIT and turned to her bridge/CIC crew. "Activate weapons. Prepare Mjollnir's and secondary batteries. Charge the Cherry Blossom*. Prepare air wing for launch."

Casemates across the ship opened, revealing the wide array of weapons at the corvette's disposal. Mjollnir linear cannons and large-bore Gauss guns came to life, missile pods opened and their protective coverings unfolded. Inside the primary hull, the large Cherry Blossom charged, the Protoculture furnaces supplying vast amounts of energy to the cannon.

[hold for editing. I can't remember the names of my cannons ;_;]

*Basically, a particle cannon. If i remember correctly, its output is 4.5 X 10^12 joules.

"What is the said root?" The ship's sides lit up, showing the fluctuation in the ships energy. The power was all redirected to weapons and shields, keeping engines down to minimum. The main cannon, a sponson mounted mass accelerator firing 130 megaton nuclear missiles.

The Doomknight just hung there in space, there was no outward sign of life or activity on the large ship. Even the running lights were off, and there were no viewports on the ship, they were all closed. There was no welcome hail, no recognition of the presence of the other ships, nothing.

OOC: Void and Free US, don't you need to question what's happened ;)

OOC: Void and Free US, don't you need to question what's happened ;)

OOC: and also why I'm just hanging there with no outward sign of life? Did mole perhaps sneak aboard and do something to me? did I save mole from a terrifying threat? oocly we all know what's what, but ICly, from your perspective, you just got there, there's two active ships and a dead one, what the smell happened to me? Mole knows the answer ICly, he can tell you if you ask him.

"Sir, one ship, ID registered as the Doomknight, is deactivated. No life signs."
"Aim the cannon and send a localized hail to the Moles."

--- Message ---
--- Encryption Level: None ---
--- Urgency Level: High ---
...
What happened to that ship? Anything we should be worried about?
...

ooc: ok, we're on it.

ic:

"What in the hell...?" Badgiruel asked as they exited the field. "Was there a battle?"

"Get Captain Gear on the horn," the Captain said to the Comm. Officer. "Ready a boarding party," Ramius told Badgiruel. "Prep them for EVA. The ship appears dead in the water."

"Are we gonna go in with no intel. That seems reckless," Badgiruel warned.

"We'll wait for some answers," the Captain answered, folding her arms behind her. "But keep ourselves alert.

Inside the port hangar bay, a CV-30 Vogel transport was loaded onto the extended linear catapult. Through the connecting pontoon of the hangar, two SF-01 Sleipnir fighters were prepped in the starboard side, their wings sweeping forward into flight position.

A squad of Marines loaded onto the transport, encased in SWIFT (Special Weapon-Integrated Field/Tactical) suits. Originaly designed for Special Forces, its applications as an EVA infantry suit were soon appreciated. They piled in, taking a seat as the four dual-mounted engines powered up.

factfile: the SF-01 is basically a VF-19 w/o transforming capabilities. the Vogel is an Osprey w/ jet engines as opposed to rotors.

"Sir, one ship, ID registered as the Doomknight, is deactivated. No life signs."
"Aim the cannon and send a localized hail to the Moles."

--- Message ---
--- Encryption Level: None ---
--- Urgency Level: High ---
...
What happened to that ship? Anything we should be worried about?
...

The Jury answered. Despite being the much larger than the Flagship, it had no sheilds and one side of the hull was badly dented

"Admiral Clark here - the Doomknight is not damaged. They are just busy planning away to 'modify' the machine so it will instead of trapping us here, spit us out and send us home"

ooc: ok, we're on it.

ic:

"What in the hell...?" Badgiruel asked as they exited the field. "Was there a battle?"

"Get Captain Gear on the horn," the Captain said to the Comm. Officer. "Ready a boarding party," Ramius told Badgiruel. "Prep them for EVA. The ship appears dead in the water."

"Are we gonna go in with no intel. That seems reckless," Badgiruel warned.

"We'll wait for some answers," the Captain answered, folding her arms behind her. "But keep ourselves alert.

Inside the port hangar bay, a CV-30 Vogel transport was loaded onto the extended linear catapult. Through the connecting pontoon of the hangar, two SF-01 Sleipnir fighters were prepped in the starboard side, their wings sweeping forward into flight position.

A squad of Marines loaded onto the transport, encased in SWIFT (Special Weapon-Integrated Field/Tactical) suits. Originaly designed for Special Forces, its applications as an EVA infantry suit were soon appreciated. They piled in, taking a seat as the four dual-mounted engines powered up.

factfile: the SF-01 is basically a VF-19 w/o transforming capabilities. the Vogel is an Osprey w/ jet engines as opposed to rotors.

The Flagship immediately swung about to show as many Giga lasers to two ships. The weapons banks were charged up

"Stand down! Don't jump to conclusions! The Doomknight is not damaged - they are 'busy'"

ooc: makes sense now

ic:

"Roger that," Ramius sent her reply. She turned back to the crew, "All hands, stand down from battle stations. Commander Badgiruel, bring us to Level 2 status."

"Aye, Captain," the XO replied. The action alert lights dimmed and faded as the alert was canceled. "All hands, set Level 2 thorughout the ship," she said over the comm.

"Well," Ramius said conversationally, "I guess it's a good thing we waited for confirmation."

"Sir," Badgiruel began, ignoring the Captain's comment. "Should we set up a CAP?"

"Go ahead and launch the two fighters we had on standby, and inform the Vanir to do the same. Get a Dark Eye into the air."

Badgiruel went about carrying out the orders. As the Vogel was stood down, its place on the catapult was taken by an equally-sized E-5 Dark Eye AWACS. It's wings folded out as it was placed on the catapult, its pivoting engines angling for a launch. It would provide close-in support for the support fighters as well as early-warning detection.

OOC: I'm going to alter history somewhat, since we're redoing those three hours.

IC:
Finally, something happened, the Doomknight completly disappeared from sensors for a whole second as its energy once again properly routed through the hull. It was still clearly visable through viewing ports, but otherwise, there was utterly no proof it was there.

And then its running lights came into being, viewing ports opened, and Doomknight appeared to come back to life.

"Whew, sorry about that folks, a "mishap" during testing, forced a complete external shut down. All we had was life support. It looks like we have two new arrivals, its a pleasure to see you made it. I assume you've already been breifed on the current situation concerning the world below and the Mortian threat. We're ready on our end, I'm assuming Captain Gear has briefed you on the plan, I'm hoping someone can give me the updated plans." Captain Tiller said, in a general broadcast. He of course had assumed that anything resembling a strategic planning session had occured, which he was wrong of course, but he didn't know that.

"They think we have some kind of plan?" Badgiruel asked rhetorically.

"Should we make something up?" the helmsman joked.

"That wouldn't go over very well, I think," Ramius answered. "Send our reply that we don't have any information from the other ships and are awaiting further instruction."

"We haven't had time to remake plans yet. Captain Tiller - have you come up with a way of modifying that machine of theres. I don't want to go down there and see you blow it up!"

"We haven't had time to remake plans yet. Captain Tiller - have you come up with a way of modifying that machine of theres. I don't want to go down there and see you blow it up!"

"Blow it up? no we weren't going to blow it up, just steal its energy. We're following the same idea, only on a lesser scale, draining just enough energy from the forcefields to allow Bob and his two most intelligent aids to slip through and modify the machine, to spit us out, if not in our individual spaces, than in at least somewhere where we can all go home. Also, they plan on further modifying it, to prevent anyone from ever falling into the Mortian trap again. But in order for them to modify the machine, we still have to get through the field, and that's why we have the protable V-Ray we finished making. Bob, his two assistants, and six Gareens are going to take it down there, but we still need some assistance keeping those abominations from assimilating us into Mortians. All six Gareens will be busy carrying the V-ray and the three Aquamarinians, who in turn will be busy keeping up their portable forcefield to prevent assimilation." Tiller said.

"Excellant news. We have an strike force prepared. It's not all we could send, but we don't want to put moles in a position when they could be converted."

Captain Gear then spoke to the two other races

"Any support troops you can provide are welcomed. Be warned though - any casualties will be converted into these mortians!"

"The AEsir and Vanir can both lend their Marine detachments, and our fighters can provide air cover if needed," Ramius answered. "We're aware of the risks. But as it's been said, those who dare win."

ooc: each ship has twelve fighters in two squadrons, plus two, ahem, mobile suits (Strike, Aegis, Freedom and Justice).

"We would like to be protected on all sides, if possible." Tiller chimed in.

Meanwhile, a large box shapped transport ship dropped out of The Doomknight, and it just sat there in space, waiting for troops to accompany to the surface.

Almost instantly, the box transport was joined by a solitary assault transport launched from the Flagship

"Good Luck everyone - Come back alive and victorious!"

Commander Stewert responded, "Will do. Warhaven Transport, stick close to us during the landing - this assualt transport will protect you. It is highly likely we won't get the same red carpet treatment as last time!"

The linear catapults began to deploy the ships' compliments of fighters. Two squadrons would accompany the landing forces, while two would stay behind to protect the 'fleet.' Though it seemed underhanded to keep some behind, the troops would be joined by the newest in the Spacy's arsenal; the ubiquitous X-series of mobile suits. Aboard the starboard catapult of the AEsir, Ensign Yamato settled into the seat of his suit-the Freedom.

"Ensign Yamato," he said over the comm. "Checks complete; Freedom launching."

His suit was launched along the EM rails, falling in with the transport ship. It was followed by the CV-30 transport, which was loaded with the AEsir's compliment of Marines.

From the bridge, Ramius saw the ships assembling for the attack. The AEsir was getting ready too, its weapons uncased as it and the Vanir flanked the Flagship. May they all come back alive, she prayed.

The box transport seemed to sail as gracefully as a thrown brick, and landed in the same general area as the first transport. It opened at one end and in a shimmering porta-shield came six gareens and three Aquamarinians, all nine of which were in completly sealed suits appropriate for their species. Three Gareens carried the portable V-ray, which to most other species would be not so portable, and three Gareens carried the three Aquamarinians.

The box transport seemed to sail as gracefully as a thrown brick, and landed in the same general area as the first transport. It opened at one end and in a shimmering porta-shield came six gareens and three Aquamarinians, all nine of which were in completly sealed suits appropriate for their species. Three Gareens carried the portable V-ray, which to most other species would be not so portable, and three Gareens carried the three Aquamarinians.

OOC: Hold on a sec - I have plans for a bit of difficult to land ;)

As the Convoy approached the ground, multiple energy beams attacked them - they got more powerful as they got closer to the ground

"Energy weapon turrets!!!! Free united state fighters, take them out quickly! Our sheilds are already down to 69%"

The assault transport opened fire with it's giga laser turrets, but was more concerned about avoiding direct attack.

The Box Transport only had a point defence, only strong enough to push asteroids and other objects away. Its primary offence was its Defence, for its hull was exceptionally strong. It fired away at the targets doing what little it could.

As the Convoy approached the ground, multiple energy beams attacked them - they got more powerful as they got closer to the ground

"Energy weapon turrets!!!! Free united state fighters, take them out quickly! Our sheilds are already down to 69%"

The assault transport opened fire with it's giga laser turrets, but was more concerned about avoiding direct attack.

"Roger that," came the voice of Lt. Commander *Mu la Flaga, CAG of the AEsir. "This is Sky Kids, rolling in hot."

The fighters of the VF-90 Sky Kids followed after their commander, rolling into the attack. As their systems locked onto the multitude of turrets, missiles ripped away from their pylons and struck their targets, leaving smoking plumes in the wake of the aerospace fighters. Pulling up, the fighters readied for another pass.

"It'll take us a while to get back around," la Flaga radioed. "Kid, it's up to you two."

In his mobile suit Freedom, Kira Yamato nodded to the image of the commander on his display screen. Alongside him, his wingman, Ens. Athrun Zala, followed after him in his own Justice mobile suit. The two mechas screeched along the surface, weapons blazing as they destroyed turret after turret.

*i usually change the particulars so i'm not ripping off a show, but i got lazy

ooc: i'll let you decide how well my air strikes went. u can take out my ppl, just leave the main chars to me, though.

The box finally landed, but remained firmly sealed shut until it was deemed safe enough to open up. Meanwhile, it was still firing away at various targets.

"Roger that," came the voice of Lt. Commander *Mu la Flaga, CAG of the AEsir. "This is Sky Kids, rolling in hot."

The fighters of the VF-90 Sky Kids followed after their commander, rolling into the attack. As their systems locked onto the multitude of turrets, missiles ripped away from their pylons and struck their targets, leaving smoking plumes in the wake of the aerospace fighters. Pulling up, the fighters readied for another pass.

"It'll take us a while to get back around," la Flaga radioed. "Kid, it's up to you two."

In his mobile suit Freedom, Kira Yamato nodded to the image of the commander on his display screen. Alongside him, his wingman, Ens. Athrun Zala, followed after him in his own Justice mobile suit. The two mechas screeched along the surface, weapons blazing as they destroyed turret after turret.

*i usually change the particulars so i'm not ripping off a show, but i got lazy

ooc: i'll let you decide how well my air strikes went. u can take out my ppl, just leave the main chars to me, though.

The turrets covering the landing zone were massacred by the missiles - the tracking systems too slow to hit the fast moving fighters. It was now safe to land. Upon landing, Commander Stewert and his 'unit' of MUSRUMs, Mole Troopers, and FUSEs were ready to meet up with their Warhavenian counterparts.

However, between them and the objective lay a varity of weapons turrets.

"Commander Stewert to Sky Kids - we need to occupy those weapons turrets if you can."

The turrets covering the landing zone were massacred by the missiles - the tracking systems too slow to hit the fast moving fighters. It was now safe to land. Upon landing, Commander Stewert and his 'unit' of MUSRUMs, Mole Troopers, and FUSEs were ready to meet up with their Warhavenian counterparts.

However, between them and the objective lay a varity of weapons turrets.

"Commander Stewert to Sky Kids - we need to occupy those weapons turrets if you can."

Yamato let out a yell as he charged the next set of turrets, his beam saber slicing through them like a hot knife through butter. Meanwhile, Athrun attacked another group of turrets, letting loose with his beam rifle, holing the targets as he ducked his mobile suit through the enemy's fire.

Meanwhile, the Sky Kids had regrouped, and had come back around for another pass. Another slew of missiles tore from their formation, and as they got closer, the fighters let loose with their 30 mm cannons, firing transuranic slugs at their mutual enemy.

As the pilots took care of things on the ground, the two Marine platoons assembled and fell in with the Mole Troopers.

Although these turrets were weaker, they fired faster and with deadly accuracy back at the fighters

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"Alright. Looks like it's safe to advance." Just as Commander Stewert finished, several of the semi-mortians approached

"Fire!"

Upon the commander, the Robot units opened fire in a multitude of explosive weaponry, leaving very little left...

"Excellant. MUSRUM, Mole troopers and Attack versions - scout ahead and destroy anything in the way"

The 3 Robot types answered, 'Messege understood'


The 4 small FUSE Attack versions took off using there 'jetpacks' and flew ahead of main pack. The 2 Mole Troopers Marched quickly behind them. The Slow and heavy MUSRUM was way behind already...

A blast rocked the No. 5 plane. Inside Ensign Mark Jeffries fought the controls as alarms blared.

"I'm going down!" he radioed. "Ejecting!"

He pulled the release, and explosive bolts tore the cockpit from the fuselage, retro-rockets rifing a second later to blast it away from the flaming airframe. As it cleared itself, a parachute deployed, guiding the cockpit safely to the ground.

On the ground, two Marine *squads were ordered to keep pace with the slower MUSRUM, while the rest took off in hot pursuit of the FUSE and Mole Troopers. Their powered-armor suits were more than enough to keep pace.

*there are two platoons. each platoon is made of 4 squads, each squad being 12 men. just fyi

The box stayed sealed shut, someone would have to contact it to let the occupants know it was time to move out.

Commander Stewert contacted the Warhaven transport, "Ok. We have made a safe exit point - exit the shuttle so we can get moving"

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The FUSE AVs and Mole Troopers were confronted by semi-mortians armed with small arms. The Mole Troopers fired molten balls of plasma at the horder, whilst the FUSEs rained down guided rockets. The armour and sheilds of the FUSEs and Mole Troopers respectively protecting them from any counter attack.

Regrettably my compy has crashed, borrowing another until mine gets fixed. I will not be on again until it gets fixed.

With that in mind, I give Moleland 2 and Moleland 2 alone permisson to use my characters and equipment until I get back, in this rp only! You may not use the Nexus Bomb. You may use the void shields, the V ray, and assume that the rest of my weapons are pretty much standard fare for FT. Please don't kill me off.

OOC: Ok *Kills Warhaven* :p

IC: The box shuttle opened up

Commander Stewert hailed the group, "Right, time to get this thing on the road then."

With that the Warhaven platoon fell into line. When the MUSRUM reached the battle, they would advance

The Aquamarinians simply waited for their chance to do their part.

OOC: I have soradic net access. :)