NationStates Jolt Archive

After the Bug Wars and the fall of Kraigel many South Lizasaurian states that were once under the central government were cut off. Without the vast armies and collassal fleets of the Meritocracy to protect them many had to fend for themselves. These enclaves fled to desolate systems in an attempt to save themselves. Ironically all these nation states still bore the name of the nation they orignated from which began to create confusion. In order to quell the confusion the Meritocracy announced to the world that it would reunite all South Lizasaurian peoples under their banner once and for all. Some of the enclaves reverted to the medieval lifestyle after their transports crashed, others were lucky enough to have brilliant minds with them. One enclave managed to genetically engineer creatures that took over the jobs of machines that required fuel and maintenance, others made fabulous breakthroughs in advanced robotics and computer programming.

After receiving a signal from the SLSC fleet telling these "colonies" that they'd be reunited with the meritocracy the scattered South Lizasaurians cheered and celebrated. Some colonists packed up and left on the SLSC ships since their chosen land was inhospitable, others were lauded for finding new lands. With the population growing the need to colonize more hospitable planets grew. Already the SLSC had a fleet of drifter colonies to help prevent overcrowding.

However this was not the first diaspora of the Lizasaurian people. In medieval Lizasauria the greedy imperialistic North and the once intellectual South split off, the east side split off because they didn't want any part of this brewing civil war. Then there was the instance after the First Grecian war in which many once under SL Alliance rule were either conquered, mass murdered or forced to flee because of the Lesbanians and their holocaust of lizasaurs. The Meritocracy now decided that it is high time that they reunited ALL South Lizasaurians. Months later the SLSC and the South Lizasaurian military engaged in a massive campaign to find all South Lizasaurians and make them join the Meritocratic union. Most of the Lizasaurian enclaves have been found but sadly they many were not the modern nomads their ancestors were, many have reverted to the medieval and ancient lifestyle. This is their story.

(Remains of the city Lobondondon)

Lingskrig's great gransfather was a Lt. Colonel in the infamous SL Alliance who enforced the will of the SL Alliance leadership on the people. However that was long ago, after the First Grecian war the Grecians and Lesbanians pillaged and burned their town and all other South Lizasaurian territories in the area which set them back many decades, some areas were set back further, however there was a rumor spreading that one territory managed to fight back and eliminate them completely and that they were going to someday come to the rescue. Lingskrig went out to milk the livestock and clean out the stables, he'd then have to help his mother and sisters water the plants. Farms don't run themselves, or at least here they don't. Lingskrig was skeptical of this rumor but after he saw a "modernized" version of a capitol ship bearing the South Lizasaurian flag on it he soon knew that this fable was true. "Were they friendly, were they like the SL Alliance?" he thought. "I'd better get my sword and my bow! It's better than this bucket I'm holding" Lingskrig's enclave had ALL it's weaponry taken from them and all their war factories, destroyed after the Lesbanians came. The fact that NO civillians were allowed to bear arms and knowledge of modern weaponry were forbidden to civillians didn't help. Now that the SLs fled the Lesbanians all the enclave could do is produce primitive medieval weaponry.

(SLSF Condragal)
Captain: Attention colonists, this is the South Lizasaurian starship Condragal, we are here to deliver you, we have medical supplies, food and other essentials along with soldiers well trained elite soldiers who can offer you protection....no response..

Lieutenant Commander: Sir, the thought occurs that they have been ravaged and pillaged by hostile foreigners for the last decade then left to fend for themselves after all valuables, technology and weapons were secured, I don't think they can hear us.

(downed old SL Alliance frigate)
An old Lizasaur sat within the starship which has been his home, his sanctuary for the last 30 years. This vessel was a transport carrying Alliance leaders and their families away from the South Lizasauria which was under attack. The ship was hit by a a ship to ship missile, it crashed, though the survivors were able to hide in this ship and reproduce after the first generation the rest went to the nearest enclaves or stayed behind. Since his ship and he were one of the few with access to modern technology, after a few generations the others began believing he was some sort of sorcerer, this both amused him and benefited him since he could to the enclaves and force them to give him what he needed. The old lizasaur was listening to in the com station for anything. The old lizasaur was raised to be a loyal zealot to the SL Alliance and was highly conservative since his grandfather was an officer. He waited within the coms rooms, his pessimistic side told him that there was no point, the Alliance was gone and it wasn't coming back and even if he did get a signal it would be of no significance to him. But he was wrong. The SLFS Condragal's signal went through. He smiled and grabbed his Grandfather's old Power Rifle and his black cloak along with some smoke grenades to terrorize the populace with.


OOC:

Brief summary:
The Lizasaurian people have undergone three diasporas before, this has caused many to fleet and form isolated enclaves. The Meritocratic government rules MOST of South Lizasauria but not all of it yet since many of the South Lizasaurianic states either refuse to join for political reasons or they are survivors that have settled in some distant backwater or uncharted territory. The states under the Meritocracy have developed FT tech, a few of the surviving pockets also developed advanced robotic, computer and bio-engineering tech which the meritocracy and others want, the rest o the enclaves have been set back considerably. Those looking for new land to settle, ideologists who seek political power, pirates and warlords have a golden opportunity to try to take land, spread their ideology, try steal tech, get rich, gain power for a while.

The techs on this thread will vary since some of the enclaves are medieval, others are modern and many of the nations involved in the campaign are futuristic.

The old lizasaur approached a village considered part of the enclave, his black cloak had become his trademark and the people immediately knew who he was.

Villager: O Black one hat do you want from us!?!?

Black one: I have *giggles* received a message from the beyond. Take me to your leader.

(The Meritocracy)

To the world:
From Meritocratic South Lizasauria:

We the people of South Lizasauria are divided by many borders, some are political, some are far more than that. After the First Grecian war the Lesbanians and Grecians committed genocide against our people which caused many to flee and hide. This diaspora has caused us great greif. We the federal council were elected to make the lives of ALL our people better and logically to do that we must reunite our people, we humbly request that our allies help us in this humanitarian aid effort. There are many South Lizasaurians out there that weren't as fortunate as we were, they cannot enjoy the luxuries we do. Under our government many problems have been solved but sadly these problems still exist for South Lizasaurianic states who have not joined our union or these remnants we have learned of. In this campaign we'll request medical supplies, food and other supplies to meet these poor peoples' needs. All who help can expect us to aid them in any way we can.

bump for support/opposition

OOC: Part of this effort will include forcing communist/fascist/religious states to abide by meritocratic laws once the meritocracy finds them and attempts to subdue them with force. This is a golden opportunity for such groups.

IC:

The Remnants of the SL Alliance and a union of the fascist governments known now as the Fascist Dominion recived the message. Knowing they were outgunned and receiving news that the Meritocratic task force had answers to most of their problems. Many recanted their ideology and rejoined the central government, troops and intelligence kept a weary eye on them in case these ideologists were trying to fool them and further their old cause. Few of the states who have rebuilt small governments that mirrored the ones they originated from decided to hold power and attack any meritocratic troops that came their way. Some fell before the Meritocracy's advanced weapons others held out long enough to call for aid.

From the Remnants of the SL Alliance:
To All communist states receiving this message:

Comrades, we call for aid, even as I speak the central South Lizasaurian government we fled from seeks to force us to join their corrupt capitolistic union. If communism is to survive in this nation we'll need immediate reinforcement. *static*


From the Fascist Dominion:
To All fascist states receiving this message:

Brothers, we call upon you under the direst of circumstances, the central government which replaced our regime marches against us once again, they seek to stamp out our just system, our just cause and replace it with their fluffy ideology. If fascism is to survive and maybe rule this nation we need assistance NOW!

bump for foreign involvement.

To: Red Seperatist Leader
From: National Communist Party of North Calaveras

We take great pleasure in the supporting of your cause. We are sending intercontinental bombers that have been converted to cargo carrying to perform airdrops on specific areas where your forces are located, we only need to know where. Here is the list of supplies we will give freely, we may increase funding to your cause in the future, we just hope to give you the weapons and supplies needed for a basic fighting force.

Medical supplies

Military training

weapons:
AK-103: 30,000
Stinger Anti-Air missle:5,000
AK-47: 50,000
RPG-7:10,000
9mm Beretta: 15,000
grenades:5,000
Kevlar vests:100,000

To: Red Seperatist Leader
From: National Communist Party of North Calaveras

We take great pleasure in the supporting of your cause. We are sending intercontinental bombers that have been converted to cargo carrying to perform airdrops on specific areas where your forces are located, we only need to know where. Here is the list of supplies we will give freely, we may increase funding to your cause in the future, we just hope to give you the weapons and supplies needed for a basic fighting force.

Medical supplies

Military training

weapons:
AK-103: 30,000
Stinger Anti-Air missle:5,000
AK-47: 50,000
RPG-7:10,000
9mm Beretta: 15,000
grenades:5,000
Kevlar vests:100,000

Hours later in a desperate mission a squad of red separatists captured a comsat station with force and sent highly encrypted transmissions to North Calaveras with coordinates and requests for food to be dropped as well. Also the messages stressed their need for back up.

To: Red Seperatist Leader
From: National Communist Party of North Calaveras

Very well, we can schedule to send military personal there since South Calaveras has been unified with us, we are at peace. Now we can concentrate on helping you. Here is a revisioned list.


Medical supplies

Military training

weapons:
AK-103: 30,000
Stinger Anti-Air missle:5,000
AK-47: 50,000
RPG-7:10,000
9mm Beretta: 15,000
grenades:5,000
Kevlar vests:100,000
1,000 War-Jeep for Red Seperatists

Calaverian Military Deployment
5,000 War-Jeeps: Armored Jeep Wrangler with 50.cal or Tow
300 T-90 MBT
500 T-72
1,000 T-62
600 BMP-2
The People's National Army(basic conscripted infantry): 5,000,000
Revolutionary Guard(marines): 10,000

The Fleet is on its way...

To: Red Seperatist Leader
From: National Communist Party of North Calaveras

Very well, we can schedule to send military personal there since South Calaveras has been unified with us, we are at peace. Now we can concentrate on helping you. Here is a revisioned list.


Medical supplies

Military training

weapons:
AK-103: 30,000
Stinger Anti-Air missle:5,000
AK-47: 50,000
RPG-7:10,000
9mm Beretta: 15,000
grenades:5,000
Kevlar vests:100,000
1,000 War-Jeep for Red Seperatists

Calaverian Military Deployment
5,000 War-Jeeps: Armored Jeep Wrangler with 50.cal or Tow
300 T-90 MBT
500 T-72
1,000 T-62
600 BMP-2
The People's National Army(basic conscripted infantry): 5,000,000
Revolutionary Guard(marines): 10,000

The Fleet is on its way...

In response to this the squad sent this message to the Calaverans "we are grateful comrade" and this one to SL HQ "mission successful" They then held their ground as Meritocratic troops closed in weapons blazing.

OCC: can i assume time skips? for the air-transports at least?

OCC: can i assume time skips? for the air-transports at least?

OOC: Yes, upon arrival the quad has been killed however the reds gather troops to hold the line until your troops arrive.

Official Message

To the Meritocratic Government,

We wish to support you in your efforts of holding your nation together. We wish to send 10,000 troops, and support, to assist you in this endeavor. We request to know of a safe place these troops can land, and where a base of operations can be established. We shall stand with our FMA ally in their moment of need, regardless of the FMA's decision on the subject. Should the FMA chose to send assistance, at that time our troops will integrate into theirs. However, we find the severity of the situation, does not warrant waiting for the FMA to make it's decision.

Signed,
His Excellency
the Great and Mighty
President Devin Jamison Fogarty
The Paedocracy of the Beatus

Behind Red Lines

The first transports arrived, they didn't carry the jeeps. Each transport had a specific role, three transports dropped a mix of food and medical supplies. The rest of transports were the weapons. Crates would open to see the weapons and on those boxes a red star was behold saying " Made in The People's Communist State"

Fleet

The war fleet was still a litte bits away due to SL's distance from the motherland.

OCC: Jeep will arrive later: consider half the weapons delivered.

Official Message

To the Meritocratic Government,

We wish to support you in your efforts of holding your nation together. We wish to send 10,000 troops, and support, to assist you in this endeavor. We request to know of a safe place these troops can land, and where a base of operations can be established. We shall stand with our FMA ally in their moment of need, regardless of the FMA's decision on the subject. Should the FMA chose to send assistance, at that time our troops will integrate into theirs. However, we find the severity of the situation, does not warrant waiting for the FMA to make it's decision.

Signed,
His Excellency
the Great and Mighty
President Devin Jamison Fogarty
The Paedocracy of the Beatus

To the Paedocracy of Beatus:
From the Meritocracy:

We are most grateful and accept your help graciously. The more troops dedicated to the rescue of our people the better. Your aid will not be forgotten. Right now we are embarking on a great and historical journey, the powers of old and the knowledge of the new shall unite and create a new order of peace, prosperity and freedom. The surviving troops will be proud that they contributed to such an order. Here are the coordinates for safe landing points.

Behind Red Lines

The first transports arrived, they didn't carry the jeeps. Each transport had a specific role, three transports dropped a mix of food and medical supplies. The rest of transports were the weapons. Crates would open to see the weapons and on those boxes a red star was behold saying " Made in The People's Communist State"

Fleet

The war fleet was still a litte bits away due to SL's distance from the motherland.

OCC: Jeep will arrive later: consider half the weapons delivered.

OOC: The land types in the red areas are mountain surrounded by desert,rain forest or jungle.

OCC: Good for gurrellia activity, the rest of the supplies will be delivered via helicopters after a foward base is established.

OCC: Good for gurrellia activity, the rest of the supplies will be delivered via helicopters after a foward base is established.

Already hidden bunkers, tunnels, bombs and traps were strewn accross the field waiting for some poor capitalistic dog to tread them. The red guerrillas massed troops to key points via tunnel network.

Empiryion - Capital city
Government district - Federal offices
Office of the Supreme chairman

The chairman was relaxing at his desk looking out the window at the pure blue sky. It was a calm day, his job had gotten boring recently with a decrease in activity around the territory he was elected to watch over. One of his aids then knocked on the door "My apologies for the interruption sir, but a reports some in you might find interesting" the young man said walking over to the desk and putting a folder down. The chairman picked it and opened it "It would seem there close to all out civil war" the chairman said looking over the brief details "Considering the current situation and the fact we have helped SL before we might want to consider attempting a intervention" the aid commented.

"Perhaps, during the second bug war we had to pull back due to other problems within our territory leaving them to win that war them selves, I feel doing that makes as partly responsible for this situation, Alright Assemble the command staff, and the national defense committee for a meeting in 30 minutes"

"Right away sir!"

Meritocratic troops advanced, many of them had shining white combat suits on, some carried plasma guns other carried advanced AT weaponry. A few hover tanks were not far behind. There were other troops in regular army cammo. Then BOOM several mines went off hurling several troops into the air. The hidden troops let them have it. The Reds fired and ambushed the Meritocratic task force, the Meritocrats then returned fire, bullets and plasma blasts flew across the field.

A red chucked a grenade at a squad of armored SLSC troops causing body parts and blood stained pieces of sparking metal to fly up. Unfortunately for the red he was seen and shortly took a plasma blast to the face afterward.

The room was full of talking, some knew what was going on and was telling others, some knew nothing of why they were in the room. Then the hidden door from the chairman's office opened and he walked in. As he walked in the room went quiet "Alright take your seats people" he said walking around the table and sitting down. He hunched forward, folded his hands on the table and looked to either side of him "Ladies and gentlemen a friend of ours is in a tight spot and is close to full civil war, for specific details I'll turn it over to General Aker, General" he said opening the floor to Aker.

"Thank you sir" he said pausing as the lights went out and a screen turned on show intelligence photos "As you all know we have helped South Lizasauria during several past conflicts and given them aid for the reconstruction efforts, as a result we consider them a friend to say the least." he said pausing to change to a more current image "currently however they are at the brink of civil war, with the north, not only that but intelligence suggests rebel groups are planning uprisings to take advantage of the current civil unrest, now we can't directly intervene into the conflict without the SL government asking, however as a friend we can try and help them out indirectly"


"And how do you propose we do that General?" came from one of the many people in the room.

"Prevent weapons from outside forces getting to the various factions involved, this keeps the conflict internal, there are those in this galaxy who could see unrest like this as a opportunity, we will need to protect our friend" the general responded as the meeting continued on.

The SLSC sent forth a massive expeditionary to carry out "Operation Guardian". Operation Guardian is a campaign dedicated to rescuing and reuniting all South Lizasuarianic states under the Meritocratic banner.

Meanwhile the Fascist Dominion and the New SL Alliance gathered forces and allies for the imminent conflict.

IC:

The Reds continued their guerrilla war as the Meritocrats sent in more troops.

The "city" was what it was, a post apocalyptic enclave. To ovoid detection numerous cave networks were built. By luck scientists were among the survivors and helped rebuild the nation as best they could, they were under the impression that the rest died, others had faith that the other South Lizasaurians survived and that the mainland didn't fall. However the isolation, the pressure, the stress and the pessimism of the scientists eventually drove them to insanity. At first they constructed robots and machines which made life somewhat livable however resources were lacking so this "city" had a runned down backwater junkyard appearance. The landscape was inhospitable and needs had to be met by entering hostile areas to gather resources, this called for machinery. The scientists using their knowhow passed on their knowledge created machines to ease life somewhat, and to create a computer whose sole purpose was to collect data and then forward it to "teacher droids". Their weapons however by "modern" standards were low. With limited resources guns would often jam, break our backfire. Only projectiles that launched explosives seemed to be effective. Even with advanced and valuable machines the scientists were were reluctant to produce androids and robots for military use in fear that they would fall into the wrong hands, rebel or both.

OOC: This enclave's tech is that of a poor PMT nations, the only FT tech they have is a advanced computers and robots.

A rip in the time space continuum opens up, and through comes the fairly small fleet of the pirate Ziyoshiyua and his capital ship, the Kagetora.
The pilot called
"Captain, there's a planet about 15 light minutes ahead of us that appears to harbor life."
"Very good. Deploy the Kenkon and take whatever they have to offer."

The small gunship Kenkon landed on the planet, and the Bioinfantry, who were more machine than human, stepped out onto the planet. A desolate scene greeted them.
They split up into two groups, with their hand held railguns at the ready.

Kagetora;14308380']A rip in the time space continuum opens up, and through comes the fairly small fleet of the pirate Ziyoshiyua and his capital ship, the Kagetora.
The pilot called
"Captain, there's a planet about 15 light minutes ahead of us that appears to harbor life."
"Very good. Deploy the Kenkon and take whatever they have to offer."

The small gunship Kenkon landed on the planet, and the Bioinfantry, who were more machine than human, stepped out onto the planet. A desolate scene greeted them.
They split up into two groups, with their hand held railguns at the ready.

The ground shook as harvest droids stomped towards the mineral rich fields.

The Bioinfantry reeled around, saw the giant robots, and unleashed a volley of titanium alloy rounds at the droids at a speed of MACH 7-8

Kagetora;14308423']The Bioinfantry reeled around, saw the giant robots, and unleashed a volley of titanium alloy rounds at the droids at a speed of MACH 7-8

The droids fell over then exploded. Upon it's destruction it stopped sending a signal which informed the supercomputer that it was functional. In response to this a squad troops with bolt action gause guns, handcannons and assault rifles. Their armor was mcgyvered together by metal plates and rope.

The Bioinfantry, whose skin and bones had been replaced with carbon nanotubes, which are harder and stronger than titanium and diamond, looked at the squad quizzically.
"Seriously?" said one of them, holstering his railgun and charging forward, his hand beginning to spark.

As the bullets began to bounce off his armor, doing little to no damage, he runs up to the closest one of the Lizasaurians, and grabs it around the neck, killing it instantly with the high voltage conducted through his hand.
He then picks it up and begins using it as a club, beating the Lizasaurians with their dead comrade, knocking them off their feet in every direction.

The other Bioinfantry just watch laughing.

Kagetora;14308462']The Bioinfantry, whose skin and bones had been replaced with carbon nanotubes, which are harder and stronger than titanium and diamond, looked at the squad quizzically.
"Seriously?" said one of them, holstering his railgun and charging forward, his hand beginning to spark.

As the bullets began to bounce off his armor, doing little to no damage, he runs up to the closest one of the Lizasaurians, and grabs it around the neck, killing it instantly with the high voltage conducted through his hand.
He then picks it up and begins using it as a club, beating the Lizasaurians with their dead comrade, knocking them off their feet in every direction.

The other Bioinfantry just watch laughing.

OOC: LOL

IC:

The one with the hand cannon launched his grenade at the one holding his dead friend.

Soldier: DEFLECT THAT!

OOC: Yeah, this is usually how I introduce my Bioinfantry. Cruel and taunting.
Yeah, and the only way to guarantee a kill

IC:

The grenade hit the Bioinfantry's left side of chest, blowing a small whole in the armor.
The sight that could be seen was unhuman. Another armor system was encasing the heart. Blood still leaked out, but much less than normal humans.
"Ow." he said, before picking up a shard of the armor and throwing it like a knife, embedding it in the soldiers skull.

Kagetora;14308528']OOC: Yeah, this is usually how I introduce my Bioinfantry. Cruel and taunting.
Yeah, and the only way to guarantee a kill

IC:

The grenade hit the Bioinfantry's left side of chest, blowing a small whole in the armor.
The sight that could be seen was unhuman. Another armor system was encasing the heart. Blood still leaked out, but much less than normal humans.
"Ow." he said, before picking up a shard of the armor and throwing it like a knife, embedding it in the soldiers skull.

IC: The soldier fell to the ground, dead humans and lizasaurs were everywhere. It would be a while until the Meritocracy comes to deliver them.



OOC: You would LOVE the SL Alliance. During they're regime they made unusual punishment and morbid death of enemies policy. Especially their Phantom brigades.

OOC: Delivers what?

IC:
The remaining Bioinfantry began to move through the city, similar events continuing to happen.

Kagetora;14308559']OOC: Delivers what?

IC:
The remaining Bioinfantry began to move through the city, similar events continuing to happen.

OOC: Deliver as in rescue them. Can you spare the leadership, I have IC plans for them.

IC: The only robotic defenses were in the walls. Large robotic cannons shot at the invaders as villagers gathered what firearms, projectiles, blunt objects and weapons they could. Makeshift barricades and catapults came up to prepare for the imminent invasion.

OOC: Sure. These guys just want to take the resources. They couldn't care less about the population.

IC:
The defenses began blasting the squads to pieces, when suddenly, they dissappeared.
Suddenly, a line of them appeared right in front of the defenses, and unleashed a volley of railgun slugs at the turrets.

Kagetora;14308588']OOC: Sure. These guys just want to take the resources. They couldn't care less about the population.

IC:
The defenses began blasting the squads to pieces, when suddenly, they dissappeared.
Suddenly, a line of them appeared right in front of the defenses, and unleashed a volley of railgun slugs at the turrets.

OOC: The population would be left destitute so they'd need some rescuing. The leadership is the one developing the technology, getting to them means more goods.

IC: The defenses crumbled, as they did angry enclave troopers with poor equipment charged and fired.

Most of the bullets from the troopers bounced off the Bioinfantries' armor, but a few of the heavier arms and a stray shot found their mark, taking out a few of them.

"Haha boys, let's have some fun!" said one of them, holstering his railgun, he runs forward (I think you know where this is going.)

After the troopers were defeated, the Bioinfantry began looting the houses before returning to the Kenkon.

Kagetora;14308634']Most of the bullets from the troopers bounced off the Bioinfantries' armor, but a few of the heavier arms and a stray shot found their mark, taking out a few of them.

"Haha boys, let's have some fun!" said one of them, holstering his railgun, he runs forward (I think you know where this is going.)

After the troopers were defeated, the Bioinfantry began looting the houses before returning to the Kenkon.

Many worker droids of many variants were stolen along with advanced computers, weapons, explosives, jewelry and other valuables.

OOC: Cool. Now to wait.

Also, I have to go. it's late where I live, cya later

On the streets of the capital city every thing was going on as usual for people, unaware of the current choices the government is making. On his way home with his girl friend Kyle Stolkman stopped on a hill over looking large parts of the city. As he looked out over the city, a large military ship began to float by "hey look, a ZAFT forces ship, your going to be on one of those right?" his girl friend asked. He looked at her and smiled "yeah, something like that, a ship called the Lithitainia" he told her as they watched it go by "But isn't that the Lithitainia?" she commented pointing to the name on the side of the ship they could now see. Kyle laughed "ha so your right well, its a nice ship, well any way lets get home" he said before the two of them walked off.

Meanwhile on the bridge of the Lithitainia the skeleton crew was preparing to land the ship. The ship slowly moved towards the main military base near the capital "Empiryion base, this is the Lithitainia on our way down from the Apollo fleet yards to pick up our crew and materials, requesting permission to land"

"Lithitainia, this is Empiryion tower your landing pad is waiting at G7, welcome to the capital"

"thank you control, glad to be here, helm bring us in to landing zone G7 and prepare for the loading of supplies and personal"

The ship then went towards a large area of the base used for landing warships, the area was used to get supplies and personal onto the ship in a timely manner, as well as give pilots gravity training since most pilots first get zero G combat training. As the ship approached G7 it slowed down and the gravity field produced by the ship stopped it just nano meters from the ground as to not scratch the ship.

Meritocratic forces reclaimed land that was abandoned by the Gracians and Lesbanians during the conclusion of the Gracian wars. To their horror they found brainwashing camps designed to mass brainwash prisoners, those that didn't succumb were subjected to horrid treatments ranging from medical experiments involving biochemistry, cybernetics and psychology. Many of the prisoners reported that during their rule they were inexplicably cruel, they would torture, starve and abuse prisoners to try to coerce them into joining them and their "crusade". Other prisoners also reported that the enemy left the camps and decided to leave them to fend for themselves. Many of the prisoners were skin and bones and suffered many injuries from their internment.

To allies:
From the Meritocracy
Moments ago we received word of the horrendous war crimes committed against our people in certain reclaimed territories. Our task force lacks the medical supplies and food to tend to all at once especially since most of said supplies are going to delivered civillians. We are requesting that our allies help the prisoners we've rescued by sending humanitarian aid!

Deep in a depth of space a military deep space satellite used for monitoring galactic comm channels and other civilizations picked up many different messages that could be useful or not and sent them back to Empiryion via FTL communications. It took only a matter of hours for the message to reach the home planet. When it reached the offices of the intelligence department it was sorted like all the other comm traffic coming through. It was put into the high priority pile and sent over to the national defense committee. Once it reached the defense committee and was read over by various people it was forwarded to the supreme chairman's office with recommendations. by this time 5 hours had passed since it arrived on planet.

Once it reached the chairman he glanced over the key points of the document and the recommendations before selecting one, signing it and sending it off. His selection was for immediate help to be sent and for all possible measures to be taken to protect there ally. In a few hours operational details would be drawn up as well as a selection for what ships would be sent.

Hospital tents went up as the SLSC star ships ran out of room on their sick bays. The place stank of rotten flesh and death. Several corvettes, battlecruizers, observation craft floated in space should any hostiles from above decide to show up.

Meanwhile on the ground meritocratic troops set up a large perimeter. Tanks and armored soldiers became a common sight on the ground. The task force didn't want to take chances.

Empiryion base
Landing zones

word began pouring in to the control town as different ships in orbit were requesting to land. dozens of ships had been ordered to assemble and the Empiryion base, this as loads of food, water, medical supplies, and medical battalions began to shipped out from various places to Empiryion base to be loaded onto transport ships. It would take hours if not a couple days to load all the supplies onto transport and military ships so no one was in a complete rush as of yet to get work done.


48 Hours later

A clear morning, birds flying through the sky, how ever the base was much more noisy "Listen up! we will be deploying in a very short time and none of you bastards has passed gravity training yet, you will not leave this airfield for so much as a piss break until you have proven you can fly in a planetary environment, Flight Officer Stolkman will be lead for squad one, Petty officer Daily you in charge of squad two, now move your asses to your craft!" the commanding officer for Kyles training group yelled out to them. Before long they were running for there craft on the side of the airstrip already ready to go for the training.

The cockpit for the machine opened as Kyle approached, he quickly jumped in and put his helmet on. With the flip of a few switches the system started up "Set Repose system to stand by, disengage all locks, set weapons to simulation" he said to the system which did respond to voice commands in order to allow pilots to start up faster. The cockpit closed the engines started up and he and the others began to take off "Alright lets not have a repeat of last time boys, lets get this done so that we can relax before deployment"

"Training groups one and two this is the tower, your clear for take of, then proceed to the training area on course 1-2-7"

"Roger tower, alright lets go squad" Kyle said as his AEMF-002 Akira went down the runway and then took off into the sky with his comrades right behind him, they then set course for the training grounds. Once there they would prove to there instructors that they could handle flying planet side under the forces of gravity.

Empiryion base
Landing zones

word began pouring in to the control town as different ships in orbit were requesting to land. dozens of ships had been ordered to assemble and the Empiryion base, this as loads of food, water, medical supplies, and medical battalions began to shipped out from various places to Empiryion base to be loaded onto transport ships. It would take hours if not a couple days to load all the supplies onto transport and military ships so no one was in a complete rush as of yet to get work done.


48 Hours later

A clear morning, birds flying through the sky, how ever the base was much more noisy "Listen up! we will be deploying in a very short time and none of you bastards has passed gravity training yet, you will not leave this airfield for so much as a piss break until you have proven you can fly in a planetary environment, Flight Officer Stolkman will be lead for squad one, Petty officer Daily you in charge of squad two, now move your asses to your craft!" the commanding officer for Kyles training group yelled out to them. Before long they were running for there craft on the side of the airstrip already ready to go for the training.

The cockpit for the machine opened as Kyle approached, he quickly jumped in and put his helmet on. With the flip of a few switches the system started up "Set Repose system to stand by, disengage all locks, set weapons to simulation" he said to the system which did respond to voice commands in order to allow pilots to start up faster. The cockpit closed the engines started up and he and the others began to take off "Alright lets not have a repeat of last time boys, lets get this done so that we can relax before deployment"

"Training groups one and two this is the tower, your clear for take of, then proceed to the training area on course 1-2-7"

"Roger tower, alright lets go squad" Kyle said as his AEMF-002 Akira went down the runway and then took off into the sky with his comrades right behind him, they then set course for the training grounds. Once there they would prove to there instructors that they could handle flying planet side under the forces of gravity.

(Meanwhile in red territory)

Armored SLSC marines scoured the area clashing occasionally with communist insurgent forces. The Red guerrillas fought back with what they had which ranged from makeshift traps to modern weaponry.

"Alright Alpha two, three, and four form up on me, pattern omega one" Kyle called over the radio to his group. They quickly formed up in a T formation with Kyle as the lead element. There mission was simple and split into four phases, first they would commence formation flying at low altitude through a canyon, then target shoot, third phase is ground training followed by a mock battle between the teams involved.

The Canyon was tight it went a long distance and many fail getting through it "Hey lead you sure a T formation will work? I mean isn't it a spread out formation" alpha three said with concern.

"Just tighten up the formation, wing tip to wing tip if need be, once we get to point bravo we switch to a double line formation until we get out which lines us up perfectly for the target drones" Kyle replied. The formation then closed up as tight as possible as they moved quickly through the canyon.

"the real problem is the final phase we don't know when the other teams will get there" Alpha four said.

"Lets take this one step at a time alpha team, 300 seconds till point bravo, stay sharp god only knows what tid bits the instructors tossed in, there known for it"

"If i've heard correctly we better trust our eyes more then the data provided"

"Sounds like a plan, alright Alpha team switch to visual, don't trust the data" they were right about one thing, the data provided to them had been 'altered' by the instructors in order to see how they could respond to changes in the battle field environment. What they did not know is there first test of this was only a couple seconds away "alright guys here comes the turn just follow me" Kyle said as his formation began to take the corner but something was about to happen "Ah shit, all units decrease speed, switch to single line formation! now!" in a quick scramble from Kyle yelling over the radio the others slowed down as much as possible and changed formation by space was tight and there wing ti[s would grind against the canyon wall for a few seconds as they did it causing minor damage but they were still air born, what the problem was the rock face turned into a wall with a narrow opening only fit for one craft at a time. Alpha team then made it through the opening and continued on, 230 more seconds till point bravo.

SLSC Commander: Lieutenant! Status report!

Lieutenant: Sir, so far we have received no official communica indicating that any aid will be sent and currently at this rate we'll lose more patients than save...sir.

SLSC Commander: DAMN! What are we low on!?

Lieutenant: Antibiotics, space, every medicinal substance we have stocked, gaus, medical tape, *doesn't bother to read off the rest out loud* in short we are low on everything. We need supplies and shelter for these people and fast or else they'll die...sir.

Else where in the capital the final draft of a message had been finished and was being transmitted via FTL communication lines. How ever the FTL communication satellites only could send it so far instantly and with the distance between the two points there would be a time delay of about two hours or so.


From: Supreme council of the PLANT's

We received your call for aid here at our end of the galaxy, to say the least we were surprised but our people have fought and died together before and we won't forget that any time soon, we are preparing a aid convoy, as you read this medical units and supplies are preparing to ship out along with a small military force for security purposes, please expect them within the next few days.

help is on the way

Meanwhile back at the training grounds the first and second phase were now over and Kyles team was moving on to the third phase "Damn never thought the instructors would have those targets shoot back, hows every ones damage" Kyle asked his units, he looked over to a screen which displayed it for him but at the same time every one still called in over the radio that the damage was minor for the most part.

"The range for phase three is coming up in thirty seconds, alright guys this is easy just like the landing on a moving warship or a asteroid just take it easy and land where you can tell its safe" he then told them all skimming through the basic data even though it couldn't be trusted.

"Think they'll be more traps?" Alpha three asked

"Could on it, probably fake ground and pit traps to slow us down or stop us" Alpha four replied over the radio.

"Okay, cut the chatter, were here, making landing now and watch out" Kyle said as he switched his control system around to its other form. His AEMF-002 Akira along with all other fighter craft in the military were no ordinary fighters. Infact they transformed into ready to attack mechs, called either mobile suits or STRAIN's (STRAtegic Armored INfantry) they were the front line combat unit of the military. Using the basic theory by its original creators of being 'More maneuverable then a fighter, more heavily armored then a tank, and posses the firepower of a battleship' development has lead to the most advanced weapon of war ever created by the military. Its feet smacked right into the ground sending dust and rock into the air "Every one down"

"Yeah" alpha two said.

"hitting the ground now" four said.

"Three status?" Kyle asked as he turned his suit around to see what three was doing. He watched as it landed and on his screen a explosion at three's feet, but since it was training it wasn't real, but because three stepped on a mine points were deducted from the team. Kyle was surprised to see mines but it wasn't complete unexpected "Alright lets just make it to the top of this mountain, try not to step on any more mines people we dont want to loose to many points before the final phase" he said as they then began to move towards the staging area for the final phase.

Lt: SIR! SIR! Help is on the way sir! *hands a print of the transmission to the commander*

Commander: So, God doesn't hat us or our nation after all. *smiles with relief*

Even before the message had made it half way the final stage of Kyles training was drawing close as well as the start of the operation. It was almost to the top of the mountain, they could clearly see the top and just over the top was the proving grounds, the site for the final phase. However just like the other teams this team was about to hit a trap. Alpha three took a step in his mech and suddenly there was a shaking and the ground collapsed sending the unit into a hole "Alpha three this is the tower, you are out, your pass or fail now depends on the rest of your team, wait at the edge of stage four for your team to finish, that is all"

"Ah son of a...." Alpha three shouted smashing his fist into the side of the cockpit. There was nothing more he could do for his team, all he could do now is wait. In the mean time to reach the final stage the remaining three in the team used a quick blast from there boosters to jump over the remaining amount of ground and to stage four. When they went over the mountain they could believe there eyes, all the other teams were there but there were more suits then there should be "Late welcome to Alpha, as you can see there are automated STRAIN's also attack, passing does not mean defeating the other, it just means reaching the required point mark, good luck" came word from the instructor.

"Alright guys formation S-3-2, we'll come around the outer edge keep your guard up and watch it" The battle had begun and would last for a long time. It was over forty minutes before the final stage of the exercise ended but all teams involved passed.

"Damn that instructor is a bastard putting us against so many automated STRAIN's" one of the pilots from another team said.

"I heard that, haha haha they say if a trainee bad mouths his instructor on the last day of training its good luck, well any way your ships leaving any moment now, if you dont want to miss it I suggest you get into orbit and hitch a ride"

"Its already taken off? you really are a bastard, all units this is Alpha one lets get our asses in gear before were left behind" The four squads then put full power into there thrust, turned back into fighters and headed for orbit. Once they were up there they spotted there ship already preparing for a FTL jump "Shit they already closed the hangers, what do we do?" Alpha three asked

"Scared just because the doors closed? Delta team lets go used your grapples and latch onto the hull we'll hitch a ride that way" said the leader of delta team. The other teams of course followed suit since it was now the only way, they released a grapple from there underside which attached to the hull of the ship and pulled them in, once they were secured they would be taken with the ship during the FTL jump.

"Alright all teams which over from training to combat mode, disengage all safety's we got a mission now" Kyle said, and not long after that the ship along with the rest of the task force jumped away. Meanwhile a larger force was still assembling for a bigger blockading operation to come.

Even before the message had made it half way the final stage of Kyles training was drawing close as well as the start of the operation. It was almost to the top of the mountain, they could clearly see the top and just over the top was the proving grounds, the site for the final phase. However just like the other teams this team was about to hit a trap. Alpha three took a step in his mech and suddenly there was a shaking and the ground collapsed sending the unit into a hole "Alpha three this is the tower, you are out, your pass or fail now depends on the rest of your team, wait at the edge of stage four for your team to finish, that is all"

"Ah son of a...." Alpha three shouted smashing his fist into the side of the cockpit. There was nothing more he could do for his team, all he could do now is wait. In the mean time to reach the final stage the remaining three in the team used a quick blast from there boosters to jump over the remaining amount of ground and to stage four. When they went over the mountain they could believe there eyes, all the other teams were there but there were more suits then there should be "Late welcome to Alpha, as you can see there are automated STRAIN's also attack, passing does not mean defeating the other, it just means reaching the required point mark, good luck" came word from the instructor.

"Alright guys formation S-3-2, we'll come around the outer edge keep your guard up and watch it" The battle had begun and would last for a long time. It was over forty minutes before the final stage of the exercise ended but all teams involved passed.

"Damn that instructor is a bastard putting us against so many automated STRAIN's" one of the pilots from another team said.

"I heard that, haha haha they say if a trainee bad mouths his instructor on the last day of training its good luck, well any way your ships leaving any moment now, if you dont want to miss it I suggest you get into orbit and hitch a ride"

"Its already taken off? you really are a bastard, all units this is Alpha one lets get our asses in gear before were left behind" The four squads then put full power into there thrust, turned back into fighters and headed for orbit. Once they were up there they spotted there ship already preparing for a FTL jump "Shit they already closed the hangers, what do we do?" Alpha three asked

"Scared just because the doors closed? Delta team lets go used your grapples and latch onto the hull we'll hitch a ride that way" said the leader of delta team. The other teams of course followed suit since it was now the only way, they released a grapple from there underside which attached to the hull of the ship and pulled them in, once they were secured they would be taken with the ship during the FTL jump.

"Alright all teams which over from training to combat mode, disengage all safety's we got a mission now" Kyle said, and not long after that the ship along with the rest of the task force jumped away. Meanwhile a larger force was still assembling for a bigger blockading operation to come.

The commander decided to take a look outside, the sun was shining, the snow was melting however more and more of the patients began to resemble the living dead.

Commander: Damn, I doubt it could get any wor-

Just then a bomb exploded killing 74 people, the terrorist ran in white rags shouting "We are holy we are just"

*an hour later*

The Commander just got finished reading the damage and casualty reports.

Commander: What the smeg just happened?!

Colonel: Sir, the task force under my command was ambushed by some of the enclaves, it seems that during Gracian occupation many succumbed and in their absense a broader variety of sects have formed, as unbelievable as it sounds some of the survivors out there in the absence of our government or any for that matter either succumbed to the Gracians or formed their own sects, they are now attacking us and collaborating with our foes in an attempt to further their cau-

??? FMA Officer: Thats why I'm here *steps out of the shadows* You really need to get the power problem fixed sir.

Commander: Who the hell are you, do you ahve any idea what kind of smeg I had to sort through-

FMA Officer: Yes I do that's why I'm here, things are not as simple as they seemed, I was sent by General Kaashmire to inform you of the current situation. I am Lt Commander Williams and I am ordered to set up base nearby and aid you in your efforts sir. I will handle the cultists.

With a flash of light the FTL jump finished and the task force was in the middle of empty space "First jump complete making calculations for final jump now" the FTL officer on the Lithitainia's bridge said. Meanwhile Kyle and the others were still strapped to the hull of the ship, while he still had a chance Kyle used his cell phone to write a next message back to his girl friend since they were at the edge of the FTL network. Like usual he couldn't mention anything about the operation even though it was humanitarian in nature. With a quick press of only a few keys the hello from deep space and a picture of space was sent on its way back. About a minute later the FTL calculations were done but there was something that needed to be taken care of first "This is the captain to the 484th mobile company strapped to our hull right now, Teams one, two, and three will descend to the target location with the initial landing party made up of second platoon to sacure the site before the medical units will commence landing, understood pilots!?"

"Sir! understood" they all responded more or less "very good, Team four once operations commence land on the ship but you'll stay on stand by" the captain finished saying as the FTL drive fired up again. With yet another flash the task force was gone towards there final destination.

Moments later in orbit above the planet the task force appeared out of the thin air of a FTL jump. As this happened teams one, two, and three detached from the hull and headed for the location were there camp would be set up. At the same time nine landing craft descended out from the other side of the under side of several ships. Kyle took note of this as it seemed odd "Hey doesn't it only take eight craft to transport a platoon planet side?" he asked his team mates.

"Word has it that a unit from Psycom is in the fleet which would explain the ninth craft, either way the target location is a extremely large open plain, its far from the front but not to far, and its close to a river" his wing mate mentioned as they descended through the atmosphere.

"either way lets get the area held down, stick close and follow patrol patterns" Kyle then said.

Meanwhile over inside the Heaven class landing craft troops were loading up to move out. The ninths transport was different however, this was because inside a unit from Psycom, the military's esteemed psychic command, dealing with those who could use 'magic' but it wasn't magic at all but just simple science. Psycom was made up of individuals from three different species in the PLANT's sphere of control, the Elfen, the Gods, and the Demons while self named no one tried to create a better name for them. there powers relied upon different biological components that there species had, while similar these powers and other physical features made them different from normal humans.

"Alright lock and load, even though I know most of you probably already are, we touch town in just a few minutes from there we will secure the initial landing site and hold as long as we are down there" the sharp eyed female commander of the unit shouted out as the transport made it far enough through the atmosphere that the side doors opened allowing them to see outside. Before long they reached the landing zone and as they got a few feet from the ground the shield over the passenger section dropped and troops began jumping out to secure the area. The commander of the psycom unit took off her helmet to see the bright sunny sky, her hair blew in the gentle breeze revealing here long pointed ears "alright lets get to work, medicals team will land in five unless we say other wise, I just got word from the ship they just sent a message saying we arrived, all units report once you do your checks." she barked out as every one spread out in all directions.

Before long the entire platoon and the psycom troops reported in just as they could see the sky fill with black dots of landing craft coming in with the medical battalions. As the medical forces began to land as well as tents and supplies they rushed quickly to turn the area into a large field hospital "Get the surgical area set up over there, right beside that I want the ICU, minor injuries there, burn and every thing else over there, move it people we expect first patients coming in ten minutes we need to hold thousands here, that is why we have two entire medical battalions here!" one doctor shouted out as they began setting up the massive field hospital. Once it is set up some of the landing craft would be used to transport patients to the field hospital as well as relying on the local SL forces to transport them in.

With a flash of light the FTL jump finished and the task force was in the middle of empty space "First jump complete making calculations for final jump now" the FTL officer on the Lithitainia's bridge said. Meanwhile Kyle and the others were still strapped to the hull of the ship, while he still had a chance Kyle used his cell phone to write a next message back to his girl friend since they were at the edge of the FTL network. Like usual he couldn't mention anything about the operation even though it was humanitarian in nature. With a quick press of only a few keys the hello from deep space and a picture of space was sent on its way back. About a minute later the FTL calculations were done but there was something that needed to be taken care of first "This is the captain to the 484th mobile company strapped to our hull right now, Teams one, two, and three will descend to the target location with the initial landing party made up of second platoon to sacure the site before the medical units will commence landing, understood pilots!?"

"Sir! understood" they all responded more or less "very good, Team four once operations commence land on the ship but you'll stay on stand by" the captain finished saying as the FTL drive fired up again. With yet another flash the task force was gone towards there final destination.

Moments later in orbit above the planet the task force appeared out of the thin air of a FTL jump. As this happened teams one, two, and three detached from the hull and headed for the location were there camp would be set up. At the same time nine landing craft descended out from the other side of the under side of several ships. Kyle took note of this as it seemed odd "Hey doesn't it only take eight craft to transport a platoon planet side?" he asked his team mates.

"Word has it that a unit from Psycom is in the fleet which would explain the ninth craft, either way the target location is a extremely large open plain, its far from the front but not to far, and its close to a river" his wing mate mentioned as they descended through the atmosphere.

"either way lets get the area held down, stick close and follow patrol patterns" Kyle then said.

Meanwhile over inside the Heaven class landing craft troops were loading up to move out. The ninths transport was different however, this was because inside a unit from Psycom, the military's esteemed psychic command, dealing with those who could use 'magic' but it wasn't magic at all but just simple science. Psycom was made up of individuals from three different species in the PLANT's sphere of control, the Elfen, the Gods, and the Demons while self named no one tried to create a better name for them. there powers relied upon different biological components that there species had, while similar these powers and other physical features made them different from normal humans.

"Alright lock and load, even though I know most of you probably already are, we touch town in just a few minutes from there we will secure the initial landing site and hold as long as we are down there" the sharp eyed female commander of the unit shouted out as the transport made it far enough through the atmosphere that the side doors opened allowing them to see outside. Before long they reached the landing zone and as they got a few feet from the ground the shield over the passenger section dropped and troops began jumping out to secure the area. The commander of the psycom unit took off her helmet to see the bright sunny sky, her hair blew in the gentle breeze revealing here long pointed ears "alright lets get to work, medicals team will land in five unless we say other wise, I just got word from the ship they just sent a message saying we arrived, all units report once you do your checks." she barked out as every one spread out in all directions.

Before long the entire platoon and the psycom troops reported in just as they could see the sky fill with black dots of landing craft coming in with the medical battalions. As the medical forces began to land as well as tents and supplies they rushed quickly to turn the area into a large field hospital "Get the surgical area set up over there, right beside that I want the ICU, minor injuries there, burn and every thing else over there, move it people we expect first patients coming in ten minutes we need to hold thousands here, that is why we have two entire medical battalions here!" one doctor shouted out as they began setting up the massive field hospital. Once it is set up some of the landing craft would be used to transport patients to the field hospital as well as relying on the local SL forces to transport them in.

IC:

The cultists spotted the humanitarian forces. They picked up pointy sticks and lurched toward them chanting "heretic heretic heretic" over and over. The look in their eyes was nutty and just plain creepy.



OOC: lol whats up with the fantasy creatures?