NationStates Jolt Archive

For hundreds of years the world of Malykriss had been silent. Not one signel had come from the world its space stations abandoned and left with no orders,untell now. Just as suddenly as the crews had left and the communcations stopped a transmission was sent to the Spartan Shipyard's mainframe.

:Incomeing Transmission:

Secruity Clearence Validated

Authorization Granted........

Opening Channel

"Spartan Shipyard this is central command do you copy?"

"Roger this is Spartan Shipyard Mainframe Helen."

" Helen you are hearby ordered to bring the Spartan Shipyard and its command station back online enough for human crews to return do you copy?"

"Understood Command...I will begian bringing the Spartan Complex online. Estimated time on life support and gravity in one day and two hours and two weeks and seven hours untell fully operational. Spartan Complex is in need of resupply and repair aswell command"

" Understood we will send everything we need to have you up and running at 100% in no time."

"Command if i may? Why have i not heard from you in three hundred years?"

"We were undergoing Enlightenment.....But nothing you need to worry about command out"


:Transmission Ended:

With that lights started to shine from the Spartan Complex once more as transmissions much like this were being sent out to other Malykriss stations in Orbit. And the Planet bellow seemed alive once more as the lights from its citys bellow returned. Malykriss was alive once more and ready to reach out into the stars and take what belongs to them and their masters.

OOC: I may only get to post a few times a day and sometimes it may be everyother day depening on other stuff. I am also not all that good at comeing up with Space Ship designs from scratch. So i will prob use basic bare bones designs and maybe some SW stuff later on but i dont have the ability to make a ISD at this time i wouldnt think :P. I am mostly intrested in story lines ect and getting to interact with some of the nations i used to RP with if they are still around. The Fourth times the charm for getting my Rp going agian :P. Also i just fresh installed vista and it seems basic word dosnt have spell check :/ So i did the best i could while in a hurry. I will get around to getting a new version of word sooner or later.

Yes life it seems has returned to Malykriss tho it is not life as it had once been. The population of the planet had been enhanced, via gentics or mutation. The citys had their power restored tho the signs of years of abandonment were clear but slowly the citys were being restored.

The enligntenment they had underwent took time and much blood was spilled, even so many still were unenlightened in Malykriss. But the Emperor Saji feels the time for them to once more set forth into the stars had come.

" Your Highness i bring good news, The Spartan Complex has been able to restore life support and our repair crew should have it ready for a full crew in one weeks time."

" Very well Advisor Ferren, What news on our Antimatter Planets?"

" As you are aware your Highness that many of them were damage in the years of neglect. However i am assured by our engieneers we can have 76% of our Antimatter Productions up and running by mid next month."

"Good we need our production up and running as soon as possible. Much of our citys will need to be almost fully rebuilt and our ships are nothing but outdated trash. If we are to take our rightful place we must have ships able to reach deep into space."

Saji paused for a moment and looked up threw a window into the night sky

"Besides i am sure all the sudden communcations comeing from a planet that has had as much as one light on in Three hundred years might be somewhat of a mystery to those who live above the clouds."

" Your highness their is no proof that their is life outside our world."

Saji looks down at his royal locket passed down to each leader all the way from the first Emperor.

" I have all the proof i need Ferren, And my word as emperor is more then enough proof for you aswell you would be wise not to forget that."

Ferren quickly bowed down

" Yes your highness, please forgive my stupidity."

With that Ferren backed out of the room slowly makeing sure to not turn his back to the Emperor.

The khazukan of the Boundless Empire followed a modest handful of deities. One of these gods, the Grudge, demanded that the Golugani keep their territories, properties, and persons secure against harm. The Grudge also insisted that everything be responded to in kind: A Thanedom's loyalty to their lord required that the Thane act in the interest of his people, and Gors marauding the livestock should be responded to with a crusade that persists until one of the tunnel beasts was dead for every herd beast taken, and an additional one for each casualty of the crusade.

Thus, when transmissions started buzzing from a planet just outside the Inner Ring of Golugani systems, a Gandongliz capital ship was dispatched with Drengi escort to investigate. Gandoliz weren't city-ships like other capital ships, having the same level of internal infrastructure as the outpost towers of old that were the namesake of the Mingol orbital stations. A runesmith oversaw the ship's operations from the central temple, modern technology intermingling with ancient architecture flawlessly.

"Navigator, while we're en route, what can you tell me about this system?"

"Not much, elder. There were transmissions coming from the system about three hundred years ago, give or take a dozen. We're reasonably certain that they're human, but given that they've probably undergone a massive social upheavel from what the old texts indicate."

"Ah, yes..." The runesmith stroked his beard, solid white and brushing the floor, as he contemplated old memories. "They cut out when I was a child, with hardly- Don't give me that look, apprentice, there was a time when your elders had the ancestors for elders, after all. As I was saying, I remember when the transmissions stopped. Pity we couldn't use intersystem technology back then. Could have maybe had a hand in whatever was going on. Save the humans from themselves, so to speak."

"Elder, we'll be arriving in the system in ten, nine, eight..."

"Thank you, navigator. I want all sensors and scriers at the ready once we come in, and try to get a line with the locals. It'll be interesting to know how things have changed."

In the vast darkness of space the chances of being found are staggeringly low; two to the power of two-hundred-and-sixty-seven-thousand, seven-hundred-and-nine to one against. Even with faster-than-light communication and travel, space is ridiculously large. Entire planets can dissapear and solar systems can be swallowed whole by Red Dwarves and Black Holes and some people would never notice they were missing. Space is cold, and if you run far enough, you too could dissapear.

Quite by coincidence, the cruiser Nightmare Child had happened upon the planet Malykriss some years prior to this happening. They found the outlying stations abandoned and decaying. After checking two, the crew and marines decided it was best to leave the dead system to slumber peacefully for the rest of eternity.

This was a coincidence, because the Nightmare Child was just a few hundred light years away from Malykriss when the signals began emanating from the supposedly-dead world.

ISA Cruiser Nightmare Child

The long slender ship began to slow to a halt on the outer reaches of the Malykriss system. Not knowing what to expect, the captain of the Nightmare Child, a Commander John Smith, was taking no chances. Slowly, running on as little power as possible, the ship edged it's way into the system.

The Spartan Complex was now host to its firsts human crew in three hundred years. The station had stayed in fairly good shape threw out the years all things considered. Even tho gravity was very weak it was enough for them to walk which would make getting the Complex repaired easier.

" What a mess they sure did leave in a hurry, look there is even food that was left out." One of the crew said befor clearing off the table to set up out his tools

" Yeah what a mess i am here to fix this station not clean it up." A Female crew memember said as she held her nose even tho the food had long since stopped produceing odder

As the two carried on with their chat the commanding office of the mission entered the room. This quickly got the attention of the two who stood at attention and slauted.

" Your here to do whatever you are ordered to do Warrent Office Feldt is what clear?"

" Y-Yes Sir!"

The Commander of the mission was Admiral Zinin a pure blood which is someone that carrys the traits of those who live above the clouds as told by the old text

" I want this area repaired ASAP got it?" Zinin said with a stern look on his face

" Yes Sir!" both crew members said in unison.

The long range Sensors were still offline leaving Zinin and all of Malykriss unprepared for what was about to happen.

With a flash of light and motion, the Gandoliz entered the system, followed shortly by the hodgepodge of frigates and corvettes of the Drengi fleet. The former was a rhomboid vessel several hundred meters across, with protrusions along the back for the primary thrusters and speckled flanks for the broadsides. Although it's primary function was not such, like all crafts of khazukan the ship was ready for war.

Upon arrival, the forces of the Boundless Empire were quick to pinpoint the Malykriss homeworld, and set a steady course for it to enter an orbit. The runesmith himself had the comm officer transmit for him, and a message played across all wavelengths: "Greetings, humans. It has been some time since we have heard from you, and we came to investigate why you went silent for so many of your lifetimes."

Upon noticing the Nightmare Child, the Drengi formation shifted to have a heavier concentration between it and the Gandroliz, being unfamiliar with these other guests.

Phale A'Thein traders ploughed their way across the interstellar reaches of space in their merchant vessels of assorted sizes, from small personal craft to large skeletal cargo ships. The entrepeuners who sought markets across the galaxy were mostly uninterested in an unknown system which could not be considered "safe", on the other hand however it paid, quite literally, to keep an eye on the various developments happening in space in case that information proved useful to somebody; after all, information was a commodity that could be bought, sold and traded, a practice that the Phale A'Theins were masters at. So when an unknown system abruptly began eminating communication waves a trader several hundred A.U's out picked up on it and filed it away.

A week later that piece of obscure information had been put on the InfoNet, few people took notice in it, but the Phale A'Thein government, the Metropolitan-Regional Association, recognised an oppertunity to assess not only a potential market and trading partner but a chance for relations. As such, they had dispatched one of their Model-2 Battle Rocket's with a diplomatic attachment to investigate.

This particular Model-2 Battle Rocket was named Tidal Forces, a 1165 meter long vessel from it's tip to it's rear it was however merely 212 meters in diameter; it resembled an archaic rocket used by primitive civilisations, hence from where it derived it's name. It streaked along space in the form of a distorted blur, gradually slowing and taking shape before resolving fully into a recognisable shape at the edge of the Malykriss system.

Approaching system borders sir.
Plot course and trajectory, follow standard procedure.
Nuculear core stable at ninety seven percent energy output sir.
Hull integrity one hundred percent sir, shields charging, sixty seven percent sir, climbing one pecent per three seconds on average.
Superb, we had best announce our presence before hand, composing message now.

Greetings to our brothers from beyond the stars, this is the Metropolitan-Regional Assocation of the Phale A'Theins extending peacful and productive relations should you choose to accept them, this is he diplomatic attachement vessel Tidal Forces requesting permission to carry out a peaceful resting area in orbit around your world or another location of your choosing so that we may contniue productive and fruitful dialogue.

Admiral Zinin was at his desk looking over the countless reports from each team on the statues of repairs, not to mention the many more files he needed to review for candidates for the full time crew. He looked down at what looked like a endless stack of paper work when he heard the frantic footsteeps of Warrent Office Feldt " S-Sir" she was barley able to mutter as she tried to catch her breath.

" The life support systems are only at 66% i wouldnt suggest running unless" He stopped as he noticed the look on the warrent officers face. "What is it warrent officer?"

"Sir we have been contacted by two unknown vessles so far and we suspect a third my be in the system"

" What?! Why did you not inform me via holocom?"

"Sir the internal communcations isnt fully running yet"

Zinin quickly stood from his desk and made his way for the door grabbing his hat befor exiting with feldt not far behind. The two made their way onto the bridge of the complex which was abuzz with frantic activity. Most people had grown up hearing storys of those who lived among the stars but had thought them nothing more then a childs bed time story, but now it seemed like its much more then that.

After hearing the two transmissions Zinin looked at his communcations officer " Open a channel to all ships in this system" The communcations office knew that going by the books the admiral should wait for orders from HQ but knew better then to question him "Aye sir, channel open"

To all ships in this system I am Admiral Zinin of the Malykriss Defense Force. I am granting you permission to enter orbit of our world for now untell i get orders from command. We hope that your reasions are are peaceful and we hope that we can soon have a more open conversation as we have many questions for you as i am sure you have some for us aswell.

Zinin gave a sign to the communcations officer to end the transmission and relay it to command.

" Passionless as always" Feldt wispered under her breath while looking at the view screen of the new arrivals

OOC: Prob some spelling/grammer errors i will try and fix later somewhat tired atm :P. Also Ustio North not sure if you wanted your ship to be undetected by me or not if so i will edit my post just let me know.

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The Gandoliz moved to a high orbit over the human world, and the comm officer put the runesmith through to transmit to the orbital facility, private channel. "Hail and well met, humans. We are the khazukan of the Boundless Empire of Golugan. Or, to put it in less formal terms, your neighbors. I'm personally very glad to see that whatever made your planet go silent for a generation was not a... terminal cataclysm."

Zinin was still waiting on order from command when the private channel was opened between him and The Gandoliz. " It wasnt so much of a cataclysm then a awakening but thanks. So i take it our nations are not too far apart if we are neighbors."

OOC: Sorry for the post to take so long weekends are always a busy time for me.

"Aye, your system is just outside the ring of support systems around our homeworld. We weren't spacefarring at the time your planet went silent, so those of us that were minding the stars were very much concerned." As he spoke, the runesmith signalled his crew to initiate a full passive scan, see what they could learn by analyzing the station.

OOC: Will post tommrow waiting on the others but we may have to move on.

OOC: I'll get to it but go on without me if you like, i've been a tad busy. Many apologies.

OOC: Alright no problem i have been somewhat busy myself. We can get this back on track hopefully tommrow.