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Nanakaland Moon Colony Orbital Space Station X-10 [NMCOSSX10]
The construction had begun. It had to be kept secret. A Nanakan destroyer, the NSS Gallant, flew through the sector on rutine patrols. The secrecy of the project had to be kept. The patrol was very rutine and boring until they came across something they didn't reconize as one of thier own. They siganled to the ship to leave the sector, but the ship didn't move. It was as if it was on an auto-pilot of some sort.

"This is Captain Edwards of the NSS Gallant," the captain of the destroyer said to the mystery ship over a com-link. "Leave the classified NMCOSSX10 area or prepare to be boarded." There was no response. It was as if a ghost ship had drifted into the area. Captain Edwards had no choice but to order the boarding of the ship before it got to close to the station. A boarding frigate loaded with space marines was launched to stop the mysterious ship....

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The NSS Gallant

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The Mystery Ship

[OOC: Please do not join yet. Several things need to happen first. First of all, the RP must get much deeper into it (ie the boarding of the ship). Second of all, Super American VX Man and Nanakaland have to release more information on the mysterious thing being built. Third of all, you must wait until Nanakaland signals for help which is going to be much later.]

[EDIT: The RP is now open!]

Boarding Frigate #131
Lieutenant Watson ordered his men to be ready because it could be a trap. Boarding Frigate #131 was the ID of the frigate launched by the Gallant. Onboard the frigate, all 50 men and their lieutenant prepared to board the mysterious ship. The pilot prepared to attach the frigate to the mystery ship's hull so they could board the ship.

"Docking in 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..." a voice said over the frigate's intercom. "Docking!" A clank could be heard as the boarding frigate attached itself to the other ship's hull.

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The Boarding Frigate

The NSS Gallant
An emergency meeting was called onboard the Gallant. All officers on ship were to report to the meeting room except the lieutenant who was on the bridge to take temporary command. When everyone arrived, they saw Captain Edwards already sitting down at the end conference table. It was clear that he didn't want to waste any time.

"Please be seated," Edwards said. Everyone sat down. The meeting had begun. A course of action had to be decided. However, unknown to those in the meeting, the problems had just begun....

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The NSS Gallant

Boarding Frigate #131
The frigate had docked with the mystery ship. The next few minutes were a blur. The pilot ordered the saws to cut a hole in the suspicious vessel to make enough room for the marines while the marines were gearing up for their mission. The hole had to be sealed from space so the vacuum wouldn't destroy the target ship. A circular tube extended out to make it easy for the marines to walk through.

The marines had to be geared up with space suits just in case life support in the mystery vessel was low or their was a puncture in the hull somewhere else. The marines also had to be armored from any weapons they could encounter. The marines themselves had no really advanced weapons. They had modified weapons that looked like they were from the 20th century. The weapons, however, were geared to fire both bullets and lazer jolts. It always gave the marines the upper hand if their weapons didn't look that imposing.

Lieutenant Watson was the first to enter the ship. He was always the first to enter ships his team boarded. Either he was very brave or very stupid. Watson signaled his men to enter the mystery ship. The hall they entered was dark and one of the men puled out a device and scanned for life support.

"Life support at 80%," the marine said. "That's enough breathable air. We can open our visors in our helmets now." The marines did. The group went up the hall to explore. Several marines brought up the rear, weapons drawn, to make sure they wouldn't be ambushed from behind.

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The Boarding Frigate

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The Mystery Ship

The NSS Gallant
"As you may already know, we have encountered a ship attempting to approach the NMCOSSX10," Captain Edwards explained. "It did not respond to our hails and is approaching dangerously close to our... space station. I would say what is under construction, but many of you do not have high enough of a security clearance. Don't worry. It will be made public soon enough."

"What about Lieutenant Watson and the marines?" one of the officers asked.

"Of course," Edwards replied. "I was just getting there. Anyway, the marines on Boarding Frigate #131 are to stop this mystery ship from getting any closer to the station. The space marines are very, very skilled at what they do. Soon the ship will be in our hands."

"But what if they fail?" another officer asked.

"If they fail," the captain said. He paused. "If they fail, then we open fire on the mystery ship and destroy it." There was silence in the room....

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The NSS Gallant

Tag

You're it!!! :lol:

The Mystery Ship
Meanwhile, onboard the mystery ship, the boarding party went down one of it's long hallways to the front of the ship, hoping to find the ship's crew. Once they reached the end of the hallway, they knocked down a door they thought lead to the bridge. They ended up opening a door to the captain's quarters.

"Wrong turn," said the lieutenant. "Let's see if we can try another one of these doors to get to the bridge."

"Wait!" a space marine shouted as Lieutenant Watson and the others started to turn around. "This is the captain's quarters. I think we can find something useful here."

"Yes," Watson said to the marine. "Sergant Erickson, I want you and ten others to tear apart this room and find anything useful."

"Yessir," the sergant replied. "Any volunteers?" Ten marines walked to the sergant to help. The rest of the marines went outside the room in the hall.

"Lieutenant," a marine called pointing at a door across from the captain's quarters. "I think I found the bridge."

"Good," replied Lieutenant Watson. "I want this door blasted down."

"That can't be done," the marine said. "The door's reinforced and locked. We'll have to find a keycard."

"There will surely be a keycard at the engineering deck," another marine said. "Let's go there."

"Okay," the lieutenant replied. "Erickson, don't get into any trouble while we're gone. We'll be right back to open the door of their bridge."

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The Mystery Ship

The Mystery Ship
Lieutenant Watson and the team journeyed down the hall. The space marine group went down the seemingly endless halls to get to the other end of the ship. The team went past the area where they had boarded and past many doors. The marine team had to get a keycard.

As they headed to the engineering deck, the team in the captain's quarter was also busy, trying to find any information that could help clarify anything. Finally, after making a mess of the room, they found a wooden box - or at least a box made to look like a wooden box. After bursting the computerized lock, Sergant Erickson opened the box eagerly. Inside was the captain's log - something that could explain everything....

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The Mystery Ship

[OOC: I think the plot is advanced enough to take a little break before continuing the story. Remember, this thread is still closed until Super American VX Man and Nanakaland release some information on what's being built at the station and when the Gallant signals for help. This will take some time.]

aaarrrgghhhh! stoopid closed thread! oh well, I will just have to sate myself with a tag for the moment.

Near the Nanakaland Moon Colony
[Continued From Here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2676940#2676940)] The NSS Celestia and the rest of the First Nanakaland Fleet hyperspaced nearby. Commander Johnson had just returned from the Steel Buttefly Civil War. Now they were returning home to repair damage and to meet up with the Admiral Fleet. Little did they know that they would get involved with a very dangerous mission....

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The NSS Celestia
Nanakan Dreadnaught
Commanding Ship of the First Nanakaland Fleet
Led by Commander Johnson

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The First Nanakaland Fleet
Led by Commander Thomas Johnson
Currently Located in Nanakaland Moon Colony

Capital Ships
The NSS Celestia - Dreadnaught [Command]
The NSS Fist - Destroyer
The NSS Orion - Destroyer

Frigates
10 Assault Frigates
10 Boarding Frigates
10 Support Frigates

Fighters
100 Nanakan Space Shuttles

The Mystery Ship
As the group of marines advanced to the engineering deck, they heard noises... strange, unhuman noises.

"What was that?" a marine asked in fright.

"I don't know," replied Lieutenant Watson. "Roberto, it came from that direction." The Lieutenant pointed. "I want you and Daniels to check it out."

"Yessir," they both said as they walked toward the door the Lieutenant pointed at. The door opened into a second hallway when the two men stepped up to it. They each went a separate direction, looking for the source of the sound.

The rest of the group just stood there and waited for the men to come back to report on the noise. Neither one came back for a while. Suddenly, there was a loud scream and a sound of runnning. Roberto came back, with a big gash on his shoulder.

"Daniels is gone," he said, frightened. "We must leave the ship!" The other marines just stood there in shock for a while. Someone or something was out there...

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The Mystery Ship

The Celestia opened an audio com-link. "I am Commander Thomas Johnson of the NSS Celestia," the commander said. "I wish to speak with the commander in charge of the Nanakaland Moon Colony Orbital Space Station X-10. The First Nanakaland Fleet is returning from the Steel Butterfly civil war. We need to dock and repair."

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The NSS Celestia
Nanakan Dreadnaught
Commanding Ship of the First Nanakaland Fleet
Led by Commander Johnson

The Mystery Ship
Meanwhile, in the captain's quarters, Sergant Erickson and the others activated the captin's log. The eleven men stepped back as the miniature computer started speaking. Speaking with the voice of the captain. Speaking in English...

"Captain's Log, Day One," said the voice. "The Intrepid has begun our long voyage, taking off from the space station. We are now en route to our destination. This warship has been modified. Modified to fit a science deck. The government picked a warship because the mission will be dangerous and there is no garuntee we will survive." There was a long pause. The marines just looked at each other.

"So this was a warship modified to also be a science vessel," one of them said. "I think something must have gone terribly wrong." The mini-computer started speaking again.

"Captain's Log, Day Three," said the voice comming from the computer. It was obvious that the entire ship's mission was playing back through the computer. Very convinent for the boarding party. "As the Intrepid moves closer to its destination, we can't help but wonder whether we should go on. Several crewmen were caught today trying to desert the ship. Our estimated time of arrival is two more days." The secret of this mystery ship would be revealed soon and the marines there knew it....

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The Mystery Ship Intrepid

The Mystery Ship Intrepid
The marines broke out in a sprint toward the elevator leading to engineering deck. The elevator was at the end of the hall and all of them tried to make it to there. The elevator was large and all marines attempted to fit in there to go down to the engineering deck. Several of them could not make it there in time, however, as the elevator door closed and decended deeper into the ship.

As the minutes flew by, the marines in the elevator could hear three screams. It was too late to do anything. All of the 36 surviving marines decended into the lower deck. It was too late to turn back. The marines didn't know what was down there....

Meanwhile, back in the captain's quarters, the eleven marines continued listening to the captain's log which seemingly revealed everything.

"Captain's Log, Day Four," the voice continued. "As we continued our journey we heard an SOS. When we went to the source of the signal, we encountered a ghost ship. We sent several dozen crewmen to investigate the ship, but they never returned. What scared us is that this ship looked like it was a science vessel returning from where we are heading!" The voice paused. "The only advantage we have is that we are armed." The marines were in shock as they were sent to investigate a ghost ship, too! It seemed like history repeated itself and if it did, that wasn't good....

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The Mystery Ship Intrepid

The NSS Celestia
As the NSS Celestia awaited a response from the space station, they recieved a message from the Gallant.

"Lieutenant Williams," Commander Johnson said. "Open up an audio com-link with the Gallant."

"Yessir," replied the lieutenant. "Com-link open."

"We have an emergency situation," said Captain Edwards of the NSS Gallant over the com-link. "A ghost ship has wondered dangerously close to our space station. We have sent space marines to board the ship, but we fear that they may fail...."

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The NSS Celestia

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The NSS Gallant

[OOC: See here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=121940).]

The NSS Celestia
"News of this 'superweapon' being built nearby has just reached the public," Lieutenant Walters said to the commander. "This 'ghost ship' may not really be a ghost ship and may try to attack the station now that the news is out."

"Very well," Commander Johnson told her. He turned to the other lieutenant. "Send out a distress signal. We need international help with this ship."

"Yessir," replied Lieutenant Williams, who was in charge of communications.

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The NSS Celestia

[OOC: The RP is now open. However, you must RP yourself receiving the SOS.]

[code:1:1a15d0c1ef]
open.trans = #21AB6;
target(identification):?;

trans.mes(target(identification) == (is.hostile || is.!hostile));

#RECIEVING...
trans.rec(target(identification) == is.hostile);

trans.mes(target.fire || target.secure);

#RECIEVING...
trans.rec(target.secure && friendlies.onboard(!fire));

trans.mes(confirm);
close.trans;

open.trans = #controlH6;
trans.mes("Hostile(?) target identified. Executing operation C9-6: secure. Current sector: X60.0-Y54.3-Z15.1
Will fire if fire recieved.");
close.trans;
[/code:1:1a15d0c1ef]



The operator glanced at the output from the transmission screen. What? he thought. He quickly relayed the transmission to central secturity control and waited for a reply. His drones had picked up something that shouldn't have been there; maybe the Nanakaland forces knew what it was.


The squadron of Gattling Drones and their commanding Bully Drone approached the mystery ship, their sensors on high alert, ready to fire should any fire be recieved.

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Bully Drone

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Gattling Drone

The Mystery Ship Intrepid
"Captain's Log, Day Five," said the voice. "We have finally arrived at our destination. The star here seems to be emitting some sort of radiation our sensors can read. We have discovered some sort of escape pod and will attempt to open it. Meanwhile, our scientists are starting to study the star." There was a pause.

"Captain's Log, Day Six," the voice continued. "The scientists have concluded that the radiation is generated by some sort of alien race that lives in the star itself. The crewmen on the science deck are working overtime. Meanwhile, we have cracked open the escape pod." There was another pause in the voice.

"Captain's Log, Day Seven," the voice said. Gunshots, screaming, and an alarm was heard in the background, playing from the log's speakers. "It escaped! It was in the pod. It has been in the pod and it multiplied when it escaped! There are at least four of them now, running around the ship, destroying our defenses. The survivors are going to lock ourselves in the bridge and home that these aliens cannot penetrate the blast doors." Then there was static. That was the last entry.

"Come on!" shouted Sergant Erickson as he put the captain's log in his pocket. "We must escape before these aliens get us. We need to abandon ship and then destroy it!" All eleven of them left the captain's quarters and went toward the area where they had boarded the ship before....

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The Mystery Ship Intrepid

Audio Transmision
"This is Commander Johnson of the NSS Celestia," a voice said over the transmision. "A mystery ship has entered dangerously close to our space station. It appears to be deserted and we are still waiting a reply from the Nanakaland infiltration team onboard. Perhaps they need help to fight whoever - or whatever - is onboard. If they do not make it out alive, the enemy ship will be destroyed."

The First Nanakaland Fleet is returning from the Steel Butterfly civil war.

Don't forget about this

The First Nanakaland Fleet is returning from the Steel Butterfly civil war.

Don't forget about this

[OOC: I'll be back involved in the civil war when this RP is over. This is just a filler until I can ready the Admiral Fleet and the First Nanakaland Fleet for a giant space battle. In the civil war storyline, the First Nanakaland Fleet retreats for repairs and reinforcements.]

[OOC2: Also, the fleet can return to the civil war before this storyline is even done as the majority of this RP is done on the mystery ship.]

OOC: THis is open now, right?

IC:
The Discovery class exploration ship was in trouble. First, the engines had gone once they had begun to approach the star, then the espace pods had all launched themselves without apparent reason, and finaly the coffee machine was broken.
"Where in HELL is that tech!" Captain Ian Johnson bellowed into the intercom.
"Sir, he is currently attempting to get the engines to run. We dont have any parts for the coffee machine sir."
The captain grumbled to himself. At this point and time what he really wanted was coffee, he was tired, bored and very, very angry. Once they had approached this star everything had started going haywire, resulting in long shifts and longer days. The long range comm didnt work, the engines didnt work, NOTHING worked, yesterday he had found a cleaning droid polishing his cat, which had fixed itself to his sofa and was not showing any signs of wanting to leave. Maybe it had breathed to much polish or something. Oh well, the damn thing had always been crazy.
And the marines on board were getting intolerable, always going off and acting like they owned the ship.
Well, the one thing that had yet to go crazy was the ships EDS (Emergency Defence System) which had been shut down. The last thing any of them wanted was twenty giant spiders with miniguns running around the ship.

[OOC: This RP is now open. Near the moon orbiting around earth, there is a ghost ship. Near a mysterious star is the source of the aliens that infest the ghost ship.]

A single Xanthalian Mimic class vessel had managed to get a quick look around the area for Xanthalian intelligence, it was now posing as a Nanakaland guard frigate. The small crew listen in on the proceedings with great intrest. This mystery vessel had a story, but the crew couldn't risk compromising the mission by going to look. They'd have to rely on what was transmitted between the ships and station to keep them informed. The captain rested easily in the small bridge, his two officers working beside him. "How long until we're relieved by a real Nanakaland frigate? I don't think our cover will hold for more than another few hours."
His first officer replies. "Guard rotation is in one hour. By the time they discover that we were here we'll be long gone."
The captain smiles. Ahh, the joys of being the commander of a Mimic class...

Xanthalian Mimic class ships are one of the Xanthalian government's greatest secrets. To those outside the Ministry of Intelligence they are little more than a myth. The ships are slightly larger than a standard shuttlecraft and are completely unarmed. They are the greatest intelligence-gathering asset of the Xanthalians, capable of preforming a perfect "imitation" of any vessel in the Xanthalian database. Forcefields create false images, the computer masks the Mimic class while transmitting false readings. Unless an intensive, full-spectrum sensor scan is preformed directly on the ship while it is mimicing, it is virtually impossible to tell it apart from the real thing. For deep-cover missions such as this, the Ministry is also directly involved, using its people on both the inside and the outside to tweak the databases of the nation being spied on just enough to hide the fact that an extra ship has temporarily joined their fleet. In the end, Mimic class intruders are always discovered. Thanks to the brilliance and hard work of the Ministry of Intelligence though, by the time the subjects know what has happened the Mimic class ship has come and gone, a shadow that is completely untracable.

[OOC: Xanthal has mimics? Nanakaland has cloaking devices, a technology stolen from pirates. I'm just letting more nations get involved before I continue the storyline with the marines in the engineering deck.]

The Mystery Ship Intrepid
As the marines in the captain's quarters retreated and the NSS Celestia sent out an SOS, the other marines decended into the depths of the engineering deck, hoping to find a keycard that had access to the locked bridge. The elevator doors opened into a scene that wan't good.

The engineering deck was in ruins. It looked as if whatever was out there had torn apart the area. Lieutenant Watson stepped out of the elevator; the other troops followed. The marines looked throughout the area. Dead bodies were scattered throughout the area. The marines looked around. Watson found a keycard and took it.

"I found one," he said. "We can go to the bridge now." Watson expected everyone to hurry to the elevator. They didn't.

"I found something, too," another marine said. The lieutenant went to see what was going on. On the ground, there was a dead alien laying there - or at least an alien they thought was dead....

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The Mystery Ship Intrepid

OOC: Mimic class ships have been around for a while in Xanthal, but this will be my first actual RP involving one as a central player. Don't worry about it having any major impact, in a pinch they'll run, not fight. We have cloaking device technology, but none of our ships have cloaking devices. Most nations can see though cloaks anyway, so it was decided that installing the ability on all of our ships was a waste of money.

[OOC: Understood.]

Tag (nicely written Nanakaland)
~Naval Intelligence, People's Navy

Double Post on accident

Tag. You're in my region, and I have basic space flight capabilities...

Click...click...click....hummmmmmmmmmm
"Finnaly, the engines back on! Some fool dropped the coffee pattern disc into it! Both problems solved!" The engineering crew was practicaly dancing.
"Captain, everythings working again, and the computer is currently re-writing the patern for coffee, so the machine will be online in a few minutes. Sir."
Good. Captain Johnson thought. God im tired.
"All right, I'm going to sleep, Dreyson, your in command, if anything explodes, wake me up."
He walked out, Commander Dreyson walked over and took the captains chair.
"Right, full speed for Earth, we want to make sure nothing else is wrong."
As the engine was spooling up for the jump a sensor station began beeping.
"Looks like an engine trail sir, something big came through here a while back, its pretty old, but still registers, looks like a capital class, I cant say what nationality. But it is almost exactly paralell to our current course."
"Right, call Earth and give them the projected intercept point, just in case. Once thats done, jump for Earth."

Nanakaland Moon Colony Orbital Space Station X-10 [NMCOSSX10]
Meanwhile, back at the Nanakaland Moon Colony Orbital Space Station X-10, the secret construction of the new space based weapon continued without interruption. The events nearby were dealt with by the First Nanakaland Fleet, the NSS Gallant, and the SAVX drones. There was no need to worry. The commmander of the space station still supervised the construction and the Admiral Fleet was still docked in the station.

Admiral Nelson Clark was the true person in charge of the station during the construction. After all, an admiral outranks a commander. Clark looked at the ship that had the experimental weapon. The ship was still under construction, but the bridge was assembled and life support was on. There was even a crew on board the ship that was building all of the necessities.

The Admiral Fleet was docked in the huge NMCOSSX10. However, the Admiral Ship itself was right near the construction of the superweapon which was being built in outerspace. Admiral Clark wanted to take command of that vessel for some time. In fact, once the external docking bay (large enough to house a capital ship) was complete, the admiral planned on taking control - even if it was just for a little while. To have that much power at hand was something to brag about.

[OOC: The ship under construction is Super Capital Class, so it is perfectly capable of having an external docking bay for one capital ship.]

[OOC: Nanakaland Moon Colony is one of my territories.]

The vastness of space was a beautiful sight. One never really could get used to it; the stars, the clouds, the planets, everything in the universe. And more recently, in a relative sense, the technologies of sentient creatures spanning the galaxy and beyond. Here he was, in that great vastness, on a secret trip to the Nanakaland moon colony. He was the one spending SAVX's funds on the superweapon project, so he wanted to see it for himself. He wanted to see what his motherland and one of her greatest allies could conjure up with the most brilliant minds and most skilled engineers could offer. The "Bouncer" drones escorting his ship seemed motionless, though they were moving. He knew they were relaying billions of bits of data every second, constantly scanning for those that would try to pose a threat. Though there were few, they were there.

"General? We've almost arrived."

Ramel snapped out of his day-dream and glanced at the attendant. He cleared his throat.

"Very well."

The attendant left the room and Ramel rolled his head around. His neck was sore, but he soon heard a light "snap" and it felt better. He glanced over to another part of the small cabin. His two Galactic Shadow bodyguards were quietly conversing about one thing or another, their weapons on the table they sat at. He admired the body armor and weapons; they had a distinct SAVXian appearance, an appearance that he was proud of. He stretched a bit and stood up, his heavy custom-made body armor making soft metallic noises as he moved. His cape flowed about the floor, just behind him. His helmet was on a nearby table. He slowly walked over to it and picked it up. He was a fearsome sight in his armor; a sight he enjoyed to great extents. The two Shadows stood up, picking up their sleek advanced AC-102 carbines and then saluting Ramel. Ramel glanced at them and made a light nod, at which point their dropped their salute. He walked out of the cabin, his Shadows close behind him.

The General's personal transport was just docking at the contruction site. The three entered the air-lock after securing their respective self-sustaining suits. Once the depressurization completed and the outter hatch opened, they quickly advanced onto the pathway, much to the surprise of two Nanakaland head-engineers who had come over to investigate the ship's arrival. They quickly saluted.

"Hello, gentlemen. Which way to the main office?"


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-General Irving Ramel
Minister of Law and Defense

The two engineers were a bit shocked to see guests, but it soon past. After all, Admiral Clark of Nanakaland also was visiting. "The office is to your left," they told General Ramel. "At the very end of the hall, too. It has a perfect view of the construction. The station's commander and Admiral Clark are in the main office."

[OOC: SAVX, do you have an IM? We can discuss the developments there. I have AOL Instant Messanger, Yahoo Messenger, MSN Instant Messenger, and ICQ Lite.]

The Mystery Ship Intrepid
All of the marines were stopped dead in their tracks when they discovered an alien. The extraterrestial alien was very unhuman. In fact, it looked more like an alien from the movie Alien than anything else the marines ever knew about. So the marines crowded around the alien.

The alien looked dead. The marines assumed it was dead. However, assuming can be fatal. The alien was very alive. It leapt up and attacked the marines. All of the soldiers were too off guard to raise their weapons. They were slaughtered. At least a dozen fell down before the marines could even open fire.

Lieutenant Watson, usually the first to enter an enemy ship, was the first one back to the elevator. Only twelve others managed to make it back with the lieutenant. The elevator went up to the hall, where another alien could have possibly still been there. This time, the marines had their weapons drawn, ready to shot at whatever was on the other side....

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The Mystery Ship Intrepid

.::BUMP::.

A BUMP to get more people to join.

OOC: I probably won't do much unless prompted. Mimic crews are taught to interact as little as possible with their subjects while on covert missions. Even though they are all throughly briefed and highly intelligent, they can't know everything. The more they make themselves known, the greater the chance of them being revealed.

DGNT Moon colony, C:234, 432 E:20 Z:3

"Sir, recieving message."
"Right, onscreen."
The message from the Discovery ship played out.
"Well, its proably nothing, but send out a fighter group and a few 'pods to check it out."

OOC:
So...these aliens, are they the sort that redecorate the local environment to be spooky, or are they the sort that leave everything as is and wait for people in vent shafts?

[OOC: These aliens are stalkers. They hide in the shadows and pick their prey off while they are weak or their backs are turned. They leave things the way they are, except they tear apart things to get to their prey if they sense their prey there. The aliens multiply every time they switch ships in a similar way bacteria multiplies (cell division). They have to switch ships once their prey is gone, so they lure others there by sending off distress beakons or setting the ship on auto-pilot.

The aliens are smarter than they look, but they don't speak any human language and don't even try to communicate with their prey anymore than a lion would want to communicate with a gazelle. The aliens introduced here will soon be given a name by Nanakaland and may show up in later RPs.]

EDIT: DOUBLE POSRTTT

The LRRSV William Lloyd Garrison, a Franconia class frigate, floats around near the moon, on routine system patrol from mars. The Garrison is an old ship, first production model when they were still called Vengance II class pocket destroyers. And the age was reflected in the ship's maintainance condition. The hull paint was chipped and pealing, one of the ion cannons was missing, and the bridge was only partially lit.

However, as captain Paul Hagar muses, it gives a pretty good view.

"Ship on the sensors. Two ships, a Nanak frigate and an un-ID'd ship."
"Bring us in closer, and hail the Nanak frigate."
"Nanakland space vessel, this is the LRRSV William Lloyd Garrison. We are on routine patrol and wonder what ship is that which you are close to. It appears to look mildly like a greatly upscaled LRR design. Do ou mind if we board it, over."

Audio Transmission
"LRR ship, this is Nanakaland Boarding Frigate #131," said the pilot. "We have intercepted a ghost ship heading toward a classified area. We boarded the ship. So far, we have yet to hear from the boarding party." There was a pause. "A Nanakaland space station that is part of our moon colony is nearby along with the Admiral Fleet, the First Nanakaland Fleet, the NSS Gallant and several SAVXian fighter drones." There was another pause. "You may board it, but be warned. We do not know who - or what - is in there."

/Transmission

[OOC: The Nanakaland boarding party has encountered some aliens, but has not contacted the outside world yet. A superweapon is under construction nearby and several other nations are joining in. Feel free to join in the battles with the alien.]

OOC: Ok, so all the 'redecoration' will be in the form of interesting patters of blood and a few torn up bits of furniture barricade...

IC:
The three DGNT boarding pods approached the ship carefully, lining up with what were thought to be the important areas of the ship (Bridge, engineering and science labs), positioning themselves for boarding, while the single heavy corvette sent along began transmitting.
"Unidentified ship, what is your status? Our scans indicate that your ship is disabled, or getting there. Please respond."

OCC: Ooops. Wrong thread. :oops:

IC:

"Roger that, we are launching our corvette."
"You up for this, sir?"
"Yep, I think so."
"Alright, we can get onto the 'vette now."

The captain, as well as 12 naval infantrymen board the small corvette. They are kitted out in full EVA gear and power armor, except for the three robots in the group who don't really need it and just wear their regular ship fatigues with the addition of a heated suit. The corvette nears the hull of the ghost ship, and an extendable airlock lowers down to the vessel's hull. Two crewmen carrying a set of plasma cutters descend down the airlock, and begin to cut a circular hole in the hull.

"Clear!"

The hull is soon cut away, and the cut-off section is removed. One by one, the naval infantrymen descend into the ship, weapons ready. They were more than wary of ravenous alien races.

"Ah, so we're here. Nice ship, eh?"
"Good enough. Nanak says that they've got some marines in this ship. Let's see if we can find them."

[OOC: The ship's a ghost ship with communications down. The bridge area is reinforced and locked - that will be where every survivor finally reaches there and there might be a giant alien to fight (like a video game boss). No accessing there yet. The science lab is the spawning ground of the aliens and is very redecorated with green slime. The escape pod is there. The engineering sector is the site of the biggest massicre and is in ruins and covered in blood. Every other room except the captain's quarters is free for you to make up plot.]

The Xanthalian Mimic class ship is relieved by a real Nanakaland frigate and leaves the area, proceeding well out of sensor range before transforming into a Camel class transport. It then proceeds to the site of the alien ship, emerging from slipstream only a few kilometers away. It drifts toward the assembled vessels, but doesn't transmit any messages.

OOC: Okay, well...they dont know that, so theyre going to try to get in anyway :P After that I guess they can find another way into the ship. Does it have fighter bays that I could get into?

IC:
"No response sir, no change of any sort in course, energy emmisions, or anything. Its a deader sir." The comm tech looked slightly frightened, he was from the D'pressin province, which was renowned for its highly skilled and supersitios sailors. Apparently it still was.
"Right, send the marines in, tell them to be careful though, there may still be autodefences on board, and there were a few life signs, mostly around what appears to be the captains quarters, the guys heading in by the bridge can deal with them."
The pods jetted forward, seemingly slow in the vastness of space, but eventualy they latched onto the hull with tiny molecular hooks. Shortly after the inside of Engineering and the Sci lab was showered with sparks as the hull cutting rings did their work, two sections of wall fell in.

The science lab
This is a short section here.
The lab was lit up and, very briefly, the twenty marines and two pilots in the pod had an impresion of lots of teeth and claws headed toward them, one of them lived long enough to gather that something was a little odd, one had enough time to click his comm open and begin to scream, and another one fired off three shots from his GC11, which killed two marines and wounded an alien.

Engineering
The pod made quick work of the hull, and the marines made their way out, all thankful that their suits had self-contained oxygen supplies. Libs littered the area, a man without a lower half had fallen facing the new hole in the ship, and other assorted gore abounded.
"God..." A private muttered to himself.
DGNT marines had strong stomaches, and nobody threw up in their suit (Very messy and hard to clean up), but several men looked quite pale or green. A few of the stronger ones began to look for identification on the bodies.
"Sir, it appears that this is a Nanakaland vessel, or at least, its crew is mostly Nanakan." A sergeant produced a number of ID cards.
"Well, it could be worse, Anti-Terror-Army might have developed interstellar travel." This brought a brief chuckle, DGNTs relations with ATA had gone so far downhill that they were going uphill on the other side of the planet.
"Right, secure the area, I really dont want whatever did this to be in here with me unless it has many, many holes in it."

The Bridge
The pods cutters had been going for almost five minutes.
"SIr, I suggest we go EV and look for an entrance on the ships hull, this is getting nowhere." It was always a good idea to listen to sargeants, especialy when presenting ideas such as this.
"Allright, men, get the magboots out, were going outside to play"

On the corvette
"Sir, unidentified ship approaching, appears to be a transport of some kind."
The ships captain walked over and glances at the screen.
"Tell them that this is potentialy a very dangeros area and that they should leave. The wording is up to you."
The comm officer glared at his captains back. He hated making up messages.

OOC: Okay, well...they dont know that, so theyre going to try to get in anyway :P After that I guess they can find another way into the ship. Does it have fighter bays that I could get into?

[OOC: One fighter bay. The other was converted into a science deck before the ghost ship's mission started.]

The Mystery Ship Intrepid
The survivors of the group of marines that was in the engineering sector raised their weapons and prepared to fire as the door opened to the main floor. Thankfully, the door opened to the other group of Nanakaland marines.

"Don't shoot," Sergant Erickson said. "The alien up here is dead."

"Good job, sergant," replied Lieutenant Watson. "Let's get back to the boarding frigate."

"That's what we thought, sir," said the sergant. "However, we had to get to you guys first." There was a pause. "Where's the rest of the men."

"Gone," Watson replied. "Sadly, an alien down there caught us by surprise." They talked for a little while as they walked toward the hall where the frigate had punched a hole....

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The Mystery Ship Intrepid

[OOC: They might not succeed in retreating.]

The LRR boarding team proceeds deeper into the ship.

"Do we have any readouts of the plan of this ship?"
"Nope. We do have our suit cameras, though. At least we'll know the way back."
"Sir, looks like an elevator up there."
"I wonder if it works."
"Let's try, eh?"

The captain goes up to the elevator and presses what he thinks is the up function.

Halfway down the hallway, the marines heard a sound comming from the elevator. At least ten of them got in formation and pointed their weapons at the elevator. Another three looked at the other direction to watch out for trouble. The doors opened and the Nanakan marines prepared to fire. That was when they saw LRR marines....

[OOC: What to have the marine groups meet up or go separate directions?]

OCC: Meet up. I've seen enough horror movies to know what happens to splitters. :wink:

IC:

The Naval Infantrymen hear the marines approaching, and are afraid of aliens, so they quickly drop into a tight defensive formation.

"WHO IS IT? Oh, its just Nanakland marines."
"Hello, I am Captain Paul Hagar of the LRRSV William Lloyd Garrison, and my motley crew. We are wondering what you have found out concerning this ship."

"There are aliens out here!" Lieutenant Watson exclaimed.

"Let me do the explaining, here," replied Sergant Erickson. "I was the one who discovered the captain's logs." There was a pause. "The Intrepid was a modified warship designed for some kind of dangerous science mission. They encountered an escape pod and accidently released aliens into the ship. They lost a big battle on board and retreated to the bridge. The bridge is locked, but I fear that the aliens also breached it. That's basically all we know."

Ramel thanked the engineers and walked over to the command office. He passed through the air lock and walked in to find an older man looking over some reports on a comlink.

"Admiral Clark, I presume?" he says while extending his hand.

"Yes," replied the admiral. "You must be General Ramel." The admiral knew it was the SAVXian general because not too many people had access to the room they were in.

"That I am."

He shook Clark's hand and glanced around the large room. Large windows gave a direct view of the construction area. He walked over to them, having taken off his helmet and holding it at his side. His crew cut only helped make him look more like the brick wall of a man he was.

"She's beautiful. I'm looking forward to her first deployment. Perhaps I'll even get a chance to ride."

He looked back at Clark.

"Of course, I would suggest that none get to pilot her other than you; your track record, from what I've seen, is astounding."

He glanced back out, looking across the huge expanse of metal and cold, dark space. Worker drones and engineers were busy at work, toiling endlessly to get the massive project completed.

"So, anything new going on?"

"Not really," replied Admiral Clark. "I hear that there is a civil war in Steel Butterfly and a ghost ship that drifted near us. Nothing really in Nanakaland." The admiral honestly didn't hear much else. Those two news items were the topics of chat for a while. "Anything new in your nation?"

[OOC: I'm done for the night. Don't expect me to respond to this thread until tomorrow.]

"Nothing but the new Genetic projects. They've been turning up some exquisite creatures. Beyond that, though...not much. So, a ghost ship, you say? What's going on with that?"

The General walked over to another comlink and logged in to see what new reports were scurrying around.

OOC: Well, I might as well have my guys meet up...

IC:
"Sir, voices." A corporal with a sensor set strapped to his back had his head cocked inside his helmet "Thataway sir." He indicated a hall.
"Well, somehow I doubt humans could rip people into that many pieces without some seriouse firepower, lets meet whoever else is in here and see what they know, Private Nobbs and Yuri, watch the rear, corporal, up here and take us to your voices."
The marines set off.

The captain of the Mimic class ship listens to the conversations inside the alien vessel with intrest. "Astounding. How are we hearing them?"
The data officer grins. "New technology, just got it installed on our last layover. As long as a ship is unshielded, we can monitor al sounds within."
The captain smiles. "What won't they think of next? So, this ship, this Intrepid... Do we have any data on it?"
The data officer lowers his head slightly. "Nothing." A beeping noise causes him to check his panel. "We're being hailed by a Nanakaland corvette. They're saying it is dangerous here and that we should leave."
The captain laughs. "Don't they wish? After all that data we got on the superweapon they're depeloping I wouldn't pass this up for anything. Does their message require a response?"
"No direct questions, just suggestions."
"Good. Then ignore it. I don't want to talk to them unless it becomes absolutely necessary."

The Mystery Ship Intrepid
The Nanakaland marines followed the LRR marines.

"Saftey in numbers," Lieutenant Watson commented. "A stalker hardly attacks large numbers of prey that could fend for itself."

"Yeah," commented another marine grimly. "The aliens 'll just wait 'till we are separated and pick us all off one by one." The marine didn't know that his words were very, very true....

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The Mystery Ship Intrepid

The DGNT marines turn another corner, arriving near the Nanakan and LRR marines.
"Right sir...just around this next bend." Private Bourke said into his comm. The men had all switched off their external speakers, though the comm units had poor reception they were close together so it didnt make much differnce, and without the speakers nobody would hear them.
"Ok, lets see who else is on this godsforsaken blastoboat. You two, take up a position on the corner, if I die give the bastards what for." Two marines step forward and take up positions behind the corner.
"Nobbs, Yuri, get up here." He waits. "Nobbs, get your skinny arse up here!" No response. "Dammit, what have i told you two abo-"
Sadly, these are the last words involving Nobbs and Yuri.
"Damn....sir."
"Right, the sooner we find some other humans on this ship the better, maybe they can save us the trouble of finding out why its here." Activated his speaker.
"Hey! Anybody else alive in here?" Hoping his answer wouldnt be a rain of lead, energy or grenades.

On the corvette
"Sir, they arent responding."
"Ok, there are two main possibilites, excluding the ones invlolving turtles, the ship is either a civy, come to watch the fun, or its packed full of sensors and its spying on us or the ship over there."
"Indeed sir."

On the Intrepids hull
"Sir, we found a hatch, it looks like one charg'll do it."
"Blast it."
"Right."
Two marines set a plasma charge around the door, a few minutes later there is a purple explosion and a whiff of air as it crystalizes into space. The marines waste no time and dive into the hole, meeting no resistance, they head toward the beacon they planted just above the bridge.

"There are aliens out here!" Lieutenant Watson exclaimed.

"Let me do the explaining, here," replied Sergant Erickson. "I was the one who discovered the captain's logs." There was a pause. "The Intrepid was a modified warship designed for some kind of dangerous science mission. They encountered an escape pod and accidently released aliens into the ship. They lost a big battle on board and retreated to the bridge. The bridge is locked, but I fear that the aliens also breached it. That's basically all we know."

"Oh....er.....we should be leaving the ship, then? Or do you want to stay aboard and check things out. We've got plasma cutters in the corvette. If they can get through frigate armor, they can certainly break through a door."

On the corvette
"Sir, they arent responding."
"Ok, there are two main possibilites, excluding the ones invlolving turtles, the ship is either a civy, come to watch the fun, or its packed full of sensors and its spying on us or the ship over there."
"Indeed sir."

OCC: You never actually hailed it. :roll:

IC:

"There's a DGNT ship around. It looks like they want us to beat it."
"Tell them that we've got troops on the ship and we can't just leave them there."

OOC The message was to the Xanthal ship.

"Interesting...so it's been boarded by at least your own nation's forces?" Ramel asked Clark. He saw that one of his force's drone patrols had 'secured' it, meaning they had surrounding it, armed their weapons, and were prepared to fire on a nano-moment's notice.

The rather large X3X-278 hybrid class ship extited hyperspace. Its black haul gleamed from the suns light. It was dubbed the Anubis. Inside the three crewmen looked out the oval window that sat about a quarter away from the front of the ship.
"This is the place?" One asked.
"Yes this is the place," The captain said as he sat in the pilots seat. He had orange hair, and was about twenty six years old. His name was Sagaem Linner, or Sage for short.
Standing behind him was Talvin Cathrige. He had black hair and was about twenty three years old.
To Talvin's left was Jack Blake, an ex-soldier. He had brown hair, and was thirty three, he also had a big scar running down his face.
"All I see are military ships," Jack said.
"Here listen," Sage said. He hit a few buttons on the console, and the message popped up.


"This is Commander Johnson of the NSS Celestia," a voice said over the transmision. "A mystery ship has entered dangerously close to our space station. It appears to be deserted and we are still waiting a reply from the Nanakaland infiltration team onboard. Perhaps they need help to fight whoever - or whatever - is onboard. If they do not make it out alive, the enemy ship will be destroyed."

"Also, on our long ranged scanners we picked this up,"

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"Then were is this ship?" Talvin asked.
"Right there," Sage said pointing at the Warship, that seemingly hung in the void of space.
"Shit," Jack said. "Its a fucking Warship..."
"Yah," Talvin said.
"Ive fought against those," Jack continued. "Nasty fuckers."
"This is Leutenant Williams, of the NSS Celestial, what is your buisness here?" A voice asked over the comlink.
"We recieved a SOS," Sage replied. "Know anything about it?"
"Yes, we do," Williams answered. "The Warship you see is currently infested. Several marines are aboard. This ship needs to be stopped."
"How?" Jack said leaning over the pilots seat.
"Well, if you want to help, you are going to need to board the ship," Williams said hesitantly.
"No problem," Sage said.
"You might not come back, I suggest you leave the area," Williams informed.
"No can do," Jack said. "We are boarding."
The Anubis moved towards the Warship, the size of it getting bigger every minute.
Talvin was already at a console, hacking his way into the Intrepids system.
After five minutes they had the air lock door open. A bridge came from the Anubis and connected with the Intrepid. The three men equiped their Enviromental suits, grabbed a T-k30 blaster each, and headed down the hallway. Their suits were yellow, and Sage told them all that if the inside was breathable, they would completely take the suits off.
They got in.
"Oxygen level is 80%," Talvin said.
"Unequip our suits then," Sage answered.
They took their suits off and headed down the long hallway. Sage in front, Talvin in the middle, and Jack in back.
They kept walking and walking, and each one kept swearing the heard something. Then they heard something coming around the corner.

All three raised their guns and were ready to fire. Around the corner came a man in armor, with a gun in hand also.
"Who are you?" The man asked.
"I am Sagaem Linner, this is Jack Blake, and he is Talvin Carthige." Sage said pointing to the three one at a time. "We recieved the SOS, and decided to board."
"Ok, you know what is going on right?" The soldier asked panically.
"No so tell us," Jack said.
"Not here, I will take you too Sergeant Erikson."
"Good," Sage said, and they followed the soldier down the many hallways.

"Oh....er.....we should be leaving the ship, then? Or do you want to stay aboard and check things out. We've got plasma cutters in the corvette. If they can get through frigate armor, they can certainly break through a door."

"I would want to leave the ship," replied Lieutenant Watson. "However, we have a mission to do." The lieutenant held up a keycard. "This will open the door to the bridge and we can search for survivors there."

Meanwhile, Sergant Erickson was ordering men around. Because there was a large enough number of surviving marines, two groups of five went patrolling in the hall. The other ten stayed in the main group. Hopefully, all of the infiltration teams would manage to make it to the bridge later on to search for survivors....

"Interesting...so it's been boarded by at least your own nation's forces?" Ramel asked Clark. He saw that one of his force's drone patrols had 'secured' it, meaning they had surrounding it, armed their weapons, and were prepared to fire on a nano-moment's notice.

"Yes," the Clark replied. "However, we sent an SOS so I can no longer be certain how many men are now on board."

The marines in the maintenance shaft had not fared well.
So far five had been killed, though they had taken at least that number of aliens with them.
Though now they had managed to reach the main corridors and were a little less open to ambush.
"Ok" The pods captain, his helmet dripped blood from three long gashes in the plastic "Lets move out."

The Mystery Ship Intrepid
The group advanced to the end of the hall where they reached the captain's quarters. Eventually, the captain's quarters was secured by the marines. Sergant Erickson and Lieutenant Watson made it their base of operations. The groups' leaders decided to wait a little while before opening the bridge door to make sure that they had enough personal if they encountered hostiles. The soldiers scanned the area and set up in formation.

All of the marines were focused in one of two directions. One direction was toward the bridge door. If the command center was to be opened, no one knew what was in there. The other direction was toward the other end of the hall where aliens could pop up at any time.

Three marines were sent back to the boarding frigate. The marines contacted base to report losses and request reinforcements. Reinforcements were definately needed with aliens running loose around the ship....

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The Mystery Ship Intrepid

[OOC: To clarify things, the boarding frigate basically punched a hole in the Intrepid's wall, and built an airtight link between the frigate and the ghost ship. When a boarding frigate leaves, the hole is sealed up again. That is how Nanakaland Boarding Frigates work.]

The marines assigned to capture the bridge were outside one of the sealed doors, mostly sitting in corners and trying to look inedible.
"Sir, this is as far as we can go."
"Whys that?"
"Well, its a blast door sir, the Pscan indicates that nothing we have can get through."
"Well...what about the other pod? They had some pretty good stuff with them, can we get them on the comm?"
"Havent tried, Ill get on it."
---
"Sarge! We gotta call on the comm, its from the bridge squad, they say they need us there." The squads comm man was just behind the sergeant.
"Well, there isnt anything for us to do down here, the engines are shot and nobody else is apparently alive. Lets head to the bridge."

Sage, Talvin, and Jack followed the soldier, who they learned the name of; Barrin Anrathin. They followed him down more hallways untill they heard voices. Immediatley Sage, and Jack raised their guns.
"It is Sergeant Erickson the private explained.
"Well, warn us first," Jack said. They all went down the hallway some more and turned the corner. They then went into a room, the captains quarters.
"Segeant." Anarathin said to a man.
The sergreant turned around and walked to them.
"Yes? Who are these people?"
"This is Sagaem Linner, Jack Blake, and Talvin Carthidge, they picked up our SOS." Anarathin explained.
"Oh, so you docked? Didn't anyone try to warn you about anything?"
"Yes," Sage said. "But we didn't listen we came to help you out."
"Yah, so tell us what is going on," Jack said.
"Well soon we are going to try to get into the bridge," Erikson said.
"Yes, but what is the situation?" Talvin asked.
"I can't tell you right now, we don't know all that much."
"Then tell us what you know," Jack said.
"I will tell you later," Erikson said. "Right now we are regrouping."
"Talvin," Sage said. "I want you to go back to the Anubis ok?"
"WHy?" Talvin asked.
"Because," Sage explained. "I want you to make sure nothing else, except us and maybe these marines, get on it ok?"
"Yes," Talvin said, and he then ran out of the room, and his footsteps soon faded away.

Lieutenant Watson walked up to the blast doors of the bridge. He slid the keycard he found down the slot by the right side of the door. The door still didn't open. Frustrated, the lieutenant looked down at the keycard. In plain English, the keycard said:

Access to Engineering and Science Decks Only

They would have to find another way in the bridge.

After finding out that they might have more trouble getting into the bridge than expected Erikson talked to some of the other men.
Feelling left out, and left in the dark Jack finnaly walked over, grabbed onto Erikson's shoulders spun him around and looked him in the eye.
"I've wasted to much of my fuckin time because of you," He yelled. "Tell me what the hell is going on here!"
"Fine, I guess it is about time I tell you. We saw this ship going though our space, so we told it to either stand down, or leave." Erikson said. "But they didn't respond, and they kept their straight path. So we were here to investigate. When we boarded we split up into two groups, I was in charge of the one who were left in the Captains quarters. We found out that this ship was going to some other area in the galaxy for some science research, and on the way they found another dead ship, when they explored that, none came back. So then later they picked up an escape pod. When they opened it the aliens came out and attacked. They retreated to the bridge and locked it. So that is why we are trying to get in."
"I see," Jack said.
"Could they get through air locks?" Sage asked walking up.
"Yes, possibly," Erikson said.
Sage immediatly pulled out his comlink. "Talvin, Talvin come in!"
A long silence came, then a voice. "What?"
"Break off the airlock, circle the ship untill we give you word to come back and get us, got it?"
"Yessir, it should take a few minutes to start the Anubis up, and break her off."

[OOC: Aliens may be in airlocks and there is no garuntee that there are any survivors left in the bridge.]

Talvin had just stopped talking with Jack and already he was flipping buttons, and switches on the console. He was an expert hacker, and the same for about anything that had to do with computers. To tell the truth he was glad to be taking off, almost all the marines look like they were ready to shit their pants. So he quickly flipped switches.
Power up, he then started flipping more switches, and pressing more buttons to break off the air lock.
CLANG, BAM, CRASH!!!!! He nearly died of a heart attack. He grabbed his gun and spun around, a bow of wrenches and such were strewn across the floor, underneath an overhang balcony.
"Oh those," He said to himself. "Jack put them their earlier, half of the bow was on the balcony, half was off."
He felt relieved and sat back down.
A calm quiet voice from the console said. 'Break off succeeded.'
A huge sigh of relief rolled out of Talvin.
Then in the same calm voice.
'Unidentified creature is aboard the ship'
All fear struck him again. Talvin looked at his gun. He slowly moved his arm towards it. He about had his hand on it when a long tail lashed around his neck. It was strong, it flung him out of his seat, with him screaming the whole time. He looked up, and on the balcony was a hideous alien, that looked like the aliens in the movie Alien.
"Sage!!!JACK!!!!" He screamed in the comlink. The alien jumped on him, and ripped, and tore him apart with its teeth and claws, most of the time he was still alive when it happened.

The Mimic class ship continues to sit in space disguised as a freighter, watching the proceedings.

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Ramel sighed and rubbed his face. He hadn't had any coffee in a while, and sleep had been virtually nonexistant in the past three days; much had been ocurring. But at least he had his own significant forces under complete control, and he would be kept updated of the events at hand.

"Admiral, is there any way to get some coffee around here?"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Jack said.
"He's dead then." Sage said looking at the ground.
"This is bad," Erikson said.
"Why, they are contained in the Anubis right?" Jack asked.
"No," Erikson said. "They multiply when they get on new ships, and they have to leave the ship when it is out of prey, the Anubis will jump into hyperspace to attract new prey."
"Then we have to blow her up," Sage said. "I'll try to contact anyone in the system." He pulled out his comlink held it up to his ear, and went throuhg almost all channels, after five minutes.
"There we have it," He exclaimed.
"This is NSS Celestial, come in?" A voice said.
"Celestial, the Anubis, the ship that is taking off from the Warship, needs to be destroyed, it has one of the aliens on board. Hurry you must destroy it before it jumps into hyperspace. I don't care which ship out of all the ones that all the ones out there, just pound it with all you have!"
The answer that came back was only static, he could only hope that they heard him.

"Admiral, is there any way to get some coffee around here?"

"Yes," Clark replied. "The coffee machine is just down the hall in the kitchen."

The NSS Celestia
"Sir," said Lieutenant Watson. "There's an emergency."

"What?" asked Commander Johnson.

"The aliens seemed to have boarded another ship," replied the lieutenant. "We need to destroy the Anubis."

"Fine," the commander said. "Launch a few neuclear ICBMs to destroy the ship completely."

"Yessir."

"Then order the retreat of the mystery ship so the SAVXian ships can destroy it."

"Yessir."

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The NSS Celestia

"So, we can only hope they heard us," Jack said, then added sarcastically. "Great plan Sage, real nice."
"Hey at least this way the may have heard us," Sage answered. "If I didn't they would never hear us, since I sent that signal, they might have heard me."
"Might," Jack quoted. "Anyway were are we going to go now if we have to leave the ship?"
"We will probably have enough room on the boarding frigate," Erikson said from Jack's left.
"Good," Jack answered. "Listen, just standing here gives me the shivers, I need action, and movement, I was born to be in the heat of a battle."
"Well," Erikson answered. "I guess you could search the ship a bit. To see if there is anymore stray pieces, any information on these things."
"You sound doubtful," Jack said. "You don't think I can handle it myself?"
"I, I don't know, these thing scared the heck out of the soldiers that came up from the engine room a bit ago, it could be dangerous."
"If they have this ship infested," Jack said. "Is there any place that isn't dangerous?"
With that he grabbed a headlamp. He started out of the room, then stopped in the doorway.
"Which way would the lab be?"
"Probably towards the middle of the ship." Erikson replied.
"Jack, don't do this," Sage said. "I already lost one of my best friends, don't make me lose another."
"Who says I'll get lost? Listen I think I will probably come back, if I don't, then hey, looks like you will be getting a new crew, that is if you get a new ship. Remember, we are here because of you."
He then walked off, Jack was right, He and Talvin didn't want to go here, onto this ship. They mostly didn't want to go into this sector of space, because they were Freelance mercs. They helped out whoever paid the most, from smuggling, to espionage. To say the truth, they weren't best friends with Nanakaland. He pushed them into coming though, and now Talvin was dead, the Anubis was destroyed, and now Jack might not make it off alive.
He knew how Jack's mind worked, this was a course of revenge for Talvin's death, all three had become good friends in the time they had worked together, which was about three years. Jack was going to give payback on the aliens while he also helped out the marines. He was probably hoping to get paid for this. They needed it to, almost all their money was destroyed on the Anubis, and they needed more fast.
"Does the Anubis have escape pods?" Erikson asked.
"Yeah why?" Sage asked back.
"Oh no," Erikson said staring into space.
"They can't opperate them, can they?"
"Yeah, this ship found them in a pod," Erikson answered.
"Well lets definatly hope they got the message then," Sage said looking in the doorway that Jack had left half a minute ago.

Bobas Cleft brought the Ra out of hyperspace, they were in the same star system as Sage and Jack, all the marines, and everyone else. Beside him was Ben Kirth, Tessar Vinn, Isaac Telnat, and T-40. The Ra was a R-70-prototype Backrunner. If was outfitted with seven turrets total, most of which were manned by robotics.
Bobas was a twenty five year old, with blonde hair, light baby blue eyes, and enough self confidency to fill an entire planet with it.
Bobas was a partner with Sage, his team, and Sage's team were almost never apart. One month ago though, his, and Sage's team had been running suplies from the outmost sector of the galaxy, to a poorly funded space port. When there his team told Sage to head on, because they were going to buy a ship. Sage reluctantly did so, and his team stole the Backrunner from a rich snob who was stopping at the station to resupply. When out of the sector he told Sage that he made a great deal. A week later they found a large bounty on their heads, it turned out the rich snob had hitched a ride from a shuttle and placed a bounty on him.
When Sage had sent them the S.O.S he immediatly charted the hyperspace route.
So know here they were, in Nanakaland territory, looking for Sage. Up ahead they saw a Warship, a massive ship, and beside it drifting away the Anubis went at an awkward angle.
"Hailing unlisted ship," A voice said. "This is leutenant Watson, of the NSS Celestia. There is a current problem here, and we ask you to leave the sector."
Bobas looked around, he saw plenty of ships. All surrounding the Warship.
"That is a lot of ships," Ben said. Ben, like Jack, used to serve as a soldier, he was thirty nine, and had brown hair, and brown eyes. Unlike Jack, he was an information retriever, basically a spy.
"Indeed it is," Commented Tessar. Tessar was thirty one, he had black hair, and dark blue eyes.
Issac just stood and watched. Issac was a twenty three year old, he had blonde hair, and green eyes, that turned into yellow at the places that touched the pupil.
T-40 was an interpreter droid, Bobas saw him in a jarbage disposal room, about to be dicentigrated. Bobas walked in and had checked him out, and decided to steal him as well. T-40 was bronze, and him lower metallic jaw was severly overbiting his upper jaw.
"That's nice," Bobas said sarcastically, and pretty much uncaringly. "We are here for a friend, Sagaem Linner."
"Oh yes, the one on the, the Anubis, right?"
"Yes, that is his ship," Bobas said.
"He is in a tight spot right now," Came the reply.
"That is probably why the Anubis is just drifting," Isaac said.
One of the many screens flared. An escape pod launched from the Anubis.
"Look," Tessar said pointing at the screen.
"Well I will be," Bobas said. "Don't worry buddy, I'll help you."
The Ra shot forward. The speed of a Backrunner was truly amazing, like its name states, it is ment for holding lines when retreating. It is also very fast for when they retreat.
It was close to the pod in a minute, Watson tried to say something, but Bobas was to concentrated so he cut the communications off. Plus he didn't want to have to give his name away, and be arrested. When a hundred feet away from the pod he had Tessar open up the bottom hatch. The hatch opened, and they picked up the pod.
"Alright, we got him," Bobas said. "We'll hang around at the edge of the system. Then we open it. I don't want to attract any more attention from those Nanakaland ships.
The Ra turned and shot off, heading towards the outer rim of the system.

"So they don't think I cave myself?" Jack mumbled as he walked down the hallway. He had been talking to himself quietly as he had been walking, it helped him get his thoughts organized.
He turned a corner, he was completely ready for anything to jump out at him, he had left the sound of the marines and, and quieted some of them by telling them that if they talked they might lead the aliens to them.
He continued down the hall, a door was to his right, and another to his left farther down. He walked up to the one on his right. He kicked the control pannel and the door slid open, light a bolt of lightning he rushed in, and looked all around for any, or any signs of aliens, once his search came up empty, he checked to see any place they could get in the room, there was a duct aboce him. He made a mental note about it.
In the middle of the room was a cluster of shelves, full of guns, and amunition. All around the outside of the room was lockers. The room itself was about fifty by fifty feet. Opening one he found a armor suit. It wasn't as big as the standard armor, so it belonged to a officer. He quickly put the black suit on. He also found heat sensing goggles, so he threw down the headlamp, and put this on.They not only showed heat, but he could see anything in the room. Not through walls, but just about enough to make it seem like the lights were on, and making a rather dimmed light. Also a sound amplifier.
He grabbed two gernades from another locker, and attached them to the belt.
He began to make his way out of the room. Once out he looked down both ends of the hall, they were empty. He walked down the rest of the way and stopped at the other door. A blood streak led up from around a corner, and through the closed doors. He kicked the door open again. The door slid open and he sprang in. The blood streak continued, he slowly, and quietly followed it, it led him to another door, which was opened. He walked in, and saw a body of a Nanakaland marine, obvioulsy dragged from another part of the ship.
"Poor guy," Jack said as he looked around the room, it was almost empty, except for the fact that he heard breathing from the air duct.
He whistled loudly. "Lunchtime!!!" He called up.
He heard a sniffing sound. But nothing else. He pointed the gun up, and fired once, the green bolt hit the duct and melted through, leaving the edges of the blast hole red.
Still breathing. He kept the gun pointed, and then repeated firing, he moved his arm slowly in an arch, the bolts flew and hit a new spot each time. He heard clanking, the creature was running away. He followed the noises. He got out in the hallway, adrenaline rushing. He continued shooting at the duct and continued to hear the thing run away. Then he heard something else, it was almost nothing at first, but then he realized something was behind him. He spun around and saw it. The alien was at least six feet tall.
"Stupid son of a..." He said, but was cut off as it charged straight for him. He fired at it, but it jumped onto the wall and all his shots missed, it quickly crawled down the wall towards him, almost as fast as it had been running. He paused firing again, but quickly resumed. The alien jumped off the wall and then jumped straight at him. He pointed his gun up and shot a blind shot.

The Mystery Ship Intrepid
"Sirs," Roberto said to the lieutenant and the sergant.

"What?" asked Lieutenant Watson.

"I have been working - studying the captain's log, various notes we have found, and of course our own experiences," explained Roberto. "The star the Intrepid came from can be traced with the proper sensors. From that, we could pinpoint a general position of the alien mothership, which should be near that star, and wipe out these aliens for good."

"In theory, that is a good idea," Sergant Erickson replied. "However, we need to get off of this ship and trace it. It could take months."

"The process could be sped up if we were to access the ship's science deck," Roberto suggested.

"I don't know," the lieutenant said. "Another nation sent a team there and they never returned."

"That's okay," the persistant Roberto replied. "I will be careful."

"At least wait until reinforcements arrive," said Sergant Erickson.

"I will," Roberto said as he left the captain's quarters that was now the command center of the boarding party....

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The Mystery Ship Intrepid

'What the hell,' Jack thought to himself as he awoke. 'WHat happened?'
He looked around, and wished he hadn't. There were egg sacks, or something all around. He found out that he had some slime on his feet, connected with the ground, keeping him from moving. His gun was three feet from his hands. The last thing he remembered happening before he was knocked out was the alien jumping at him. He killed it, he knew. It must have hit him when it fell, and knocked him out.
How did he get here though? The other alien, the one he scared off, thatb was the only logical reason.He looked around more, other than egg sacks, there were tables, with smashed computers, also beakers, microscopes.
'Well,' He thought. 'I made it to the lab.'
An alien walked across the table, he closed his eyes, pretending to still be asleep. Why did they keep him alive?
Acting as if he was in a dream, he started flopping his arm around. He was reaching for his gun. Closer and closer his arm got, clunk! He hit it. He then opened his eyes a little to make sure he wasn't being watched. He wasn't, he grabbed the gun, and pointed it at the three foot alien on the table, that now had its back towards him.
He didn't know how many were in the room, but he took a chance, he fired. The green bolt hit the alien on the neck, decapitating it. Its body fell over on the table with a clunk.
He looked at his feet, the slime still kept him down. He put his hand on his belt, and felt a vibro-knife. He moved his arm down and cut the slime off his feet. He stood up, there were no other aliens in the room. Behind him a eggsack wriggled. He turned and held the gun at it. Slowly a two foot tall alien crawled out.
"They wanted to feed me to junior." Jack said. "To bad."
He fired his weapon, and killed the alien. He looked at the other eggsacks, twelve total.
"How did they breed these things?" He asked. "Do they have females on the ship or did they bring a queen?"
He walked over to a computer, that was still untouched. He turned it on.
"Time to see if this can answer anything," He said.

Sage didn't like how they said "And he didn't return."
He didn't think that Jack would die so quickly, in fact he was sure that Jack didn't die. He was probably just taking his time, as usual. He looked at Erikson, and Watson.
"Listen, I don't care what you think but I know that Jack is still alive," He said sternly. "Send a team, I don't care. Jack could probably use their help, but I think right now, he is safe and sound, finding information or something.

In all reality though, that was untrue, Jack at the moment, was having a slight problem.
"Nasty things!" He said as he shot at another. The eggs were all hatching. He had killed three, and four more slipped out the door. The other five were running at him, or jumping at him, before running and hiding behind a table.
"Ha," He said. "Your scared. Of what? Its just a gun!" He said waving the gun.
"Or are you scared on this!" He pulled a gernade off his belt, and rolled it towards a cluster. He quickly dived behind a table as the counter they were behind exploded. He looked at the computer he was using, his memory card was still inserted and the computer wasn't touched.
He heard a clawing noise behind him, one of the aliens was crawling down the wall towards him. He pointed his gun up and shot. The bolt hit it, and it fell to the floor.
"Cowards!" He yelled. "Sneaking up from behind! Can't stand being seen! I don't blame you, your ugly little bitches!"
He fired and one more fell, all of them were dead.
"Ha!" He yelled.
He walked over to the computer, all the data from all the files from the computer were in it now, all he had to do was get back to the marines.
He heard the aliens in the hallway.
"No use in going that way," He said. He looked up and saw the air duct. He climbed a table and got in. On the way he grabbed a comlink from the table. He was in the duct and he closed it.
He then pulled out the comlink.
"This is Jack Blake," He said. "I got all the information from the computers in the lab. I am coming back through the air ducts. Do NOT send help, I repeat, do NOT send help. The hallways here are full of Aliens. Also do not try to talk back, I am maintaining silence, untill I get back."
He continued down the ducts.

Sage was standing in the 'command room', that the marines had set up. He looked around, rather relieved at Jack's message. He was sitting on the captain's bed. Then a marine at a communicater stand called him over.
"Yah?" He asked when he walked the ten feet over to him.
"A message for Sage, thats you right?" The soldier asked.
"Yah," He picked up the communicater. "Sage here."
"Are you friends with someone who owns a Backrunner?" Came Lt. Williams voice.
"Yah, why?" He asked.
"He is causing a slight problem out here."
"What do you mean?" Sage asked anxiously.
"He stole an escape pod, from the Anubis."
"What, you mean you haven't destroyed it yet?"
"No, and now there really is no need to," Williams said. "We did a life scan, and nothing came up, your ship is clear."
Relief rolled off him, then he asked. "Do you know what was in the pod?"
"Maybe," Williams said. "Seeing as how there were no more aliens on the Anubis, we think it was in the pod."
Sage nearly dropped the communicater, he quickly recovered. "Can you hitch him up so I can speak with him?"
"Maybe," Williams said. Sage waited for three minutes. Then, "I got it."
"Thanks," Sage answered. "Bobas you rat basterd."
"Sage!!!" Bobas yelled back. "Were are you!!!!"
"Not in a pod you lying thief!" Sage yelled.
"What! I didn't steal anything!"
"How did you get a prototype Backrunner than?!"
"I told you, we made a deal with a rich guy."
"If he was rich, why did he give it to you for such a low price?"
"He had a lot of money."
"Yah, and he would probably want more of it, plus I know because I saw the notice for the bounty for you and your team."
"Sage, listen," Bobas said. "I can explain."
"Explain that to Williams, who is listening to this conversation, and he is with the Nanakaland government."
"What, how could you!"
"How could I?" You stole a ship, I am turning you in, I will probably get the bounty for it to."
"You backstabber!"
"Is everyone else with you?"
"Yes they are!" Bobas said. "They can hear this, listen to their complaints!"
"Sage, what are you talking about?" Said Ben's voice. "Bobas told us the same thing he told you, he said he struck a big deal."
"Oh," Sage said. "That's grand, really grand, you can't even tell your own team the truth?"
"They didn't need to know," Bobas said. "I never though that rich guy would get of the spacestation."
"Well he did," Sage said. "And Kiko corporation wants your head, along with the rest of your team."
"You wouldn't Sage!" Tessar said. "The rest of us had nothing to do with it!"
"Your right, I won't," Sage said. "But I will turn Bobas in, which I already have."
"Fine, 'pal', tell me one last thin before I turn off the communicater. What is in the escape pod?"
"Whatever you do, do NOT open that pod!"
"To bad, I think I am loosing signal with you, bye!"
Then static poured out of the communicater.
"Sage?" Williams asked.
"If I were you send out someone to pick the Ra up." Sage said. "Lets hope he doesn't open it."

Jack felt miserable, his legs were scared up, and cramped. He had several gashes on them. On big cut ent down his back, and two little cuts crisscrossed the scar on his face.
"Stupid things," He muttered. He had been attacked by three of them in the vents. They weren't the small ones either. These ones were five and a hald feet tall. They were viscious, but luckily Jack had served in the Techon military, a nation which was on the mouth of the morthwetsern spiral arm, or the Indus arm. Techon was a country known for its tough military. Even though they usually didn't try to fight much. Jack had served during one of the worst wars. Unkown alien species ships had just came out of no where and attacked several planets owned by Techon and its allies. Battles were fought in space, and on ground. Jack fought mostly on ground.
He earned more scars against these aliens in the Intrepid, than in the wars. They aliens that he fought against in the wars had had a few Warships, wether they stole them, or were the original creators, no one knows.
He was almost at the Captain's cabin. He got to the nearest grate, and kicked it down. He then swiftly jumped down through the hole. He limped past the gaurds who had their guns pointed at him. He turned the corner, then walked into the doorway, into a room of clapping and cheering; for him.

"Don't open it," Bobas said. "What does he think I am? Stupid?"
He got out of his seat and headed for the door.
"You lied," Tessar said behind him.
"So what?" He answered.
Ben walked in front of him and blocked the doorway. "Why did you steal it?"
"Because we needed it, now move out of the way," Bobas said. He looked rather small beside Ben, because he was the shortest out of the crew, and Ben was the tallest.
"I worked for the intelligence," Ben continued. "Your lying."
"Ok," Bibas said. "It doesn't matter what I say anymore does it? There was a shipment of information on the Nella fleet position and such. It was bieng delivered into Xanthal space. It was worth a fortune."
"And?" Ben pressed.
"I, I stole it so I could get rich, right now I have a mansion on one of the beaches of Madalur."
"So you left us out of that too, huh?" Isaac asked.
"Yes," Bobas said. He then looked back up at Ben. "Move?"
"But master," T-40 informed, in his metallic tone. "Sagaem Linner told you not to open it. I would listen to his warning."
"Shut up you piece of Tarnadan junk, I should have left you to be destroyed."
"So," Ben said. "You didn't get him with the ship?"
"Why no sir Benjamin Kirth, master Bobas took me from the junk pile."
"You stole him to?!" Isaac said.
"Just move," Bobas said pushing past Ben.

Protocal robots were originally created by Kiko corporation. In the eastern region of Techon space. They were programmed to know almost every language in the galaxy, and are highly intelligent. They are also honest, and refer to people with their entire first name; such as Sage Linner, a protocal robot would call him, sir, or master Sagaem Linner. They are now created by a variety of companies, in hundreds of different nations.

Bobas went into the airlock. There on the floor was the pod. Behind him Ben locked the door, he didn't want anything to happen to the ship. Bobas stood over the pod, rubbed his hands together, and then opened it. A tail lashed out and knocked him onto the ground. Ben's eyes widened.
An alien jumped out of the pod, Bobas quickly got up and ran towards the door, Ben quickly unlocked it and pulled Bobas in, he then reclosed it and locked it.
"Eject it!" Bobas said beside him. Ben hit some buttons on the control pannel and the alien was sucked out as the hatch opened.
"Oh my!" T-40 said behind him.
"Have you ever seen one of those before?" Ben asked.
"No, I haven't." The robot said.
"That's it," Bobas said. "I am going back to the bridge, and rethink my life."
He then walked off, and after sharing glances Ben and T-40 did the same.

Sergant Erickson came running after Roberto before he could leave the hall. "Wait a minute," the sergant said. "I think I know how to find out where the alien mothership is without having to go to the science lab."

"How?" asked Roberto.

"A mind probe," Erickson replied.

"You don't mean that we should go and capture -" Roberto started.

"It's much safer than taking on dozens of them," the sergant interrupted.

"But still," Roberto protested. "Mind probes are still experimental in Nanakaland. We don't even know if the aliens are smart enough to be probed."

"There's no better way to try," Erickson said. "These Stalkers are not of our own species so it wouldn't hurt to capture one and test the mind probe on it. If it succeeds, we'd probably find the alien mothership and maybe even a weakness."

"Then how do you suppose that we catch a Stalker?" Roberto asked. Stalker became the marine slang for these aliens, first discovered in the Intrepid, that stalked their prey from the shadows and picked them off one by one if possible.

"Let's go to the command center first," replied Erickson. "I need to tell you and Watson the plan in privacy."

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The Mystery Ship Intrepid

The captain of the Mimic class ship laughs heartily. "He stole from us, eh? We'll have to bitch at the Ministry of Intelligence when we get back. That's rich. Our work here is done. Let's go home."
The Xanthalian ship, still disguised, comes about and jumps to slipstream, headed back for the Aellis system.

Erikson and Roberto walked into the command quarters of the marines.
"Alright, everyone into the hallway," Erikson said. Several marines shared glances but then walked out, the medic had just fixed Jack up, so he walked out as well. Jack, and Sage stayed though.
"I said everyone," Erikson said looking at them.
"We aren't in your military, we aren't even in the military," Jack said.
"I don't care," Erikson said.
"What are you doing?" Sage said getting up.
"We changed plans, we are taking different course of action, we can't get into the lab so we are going to capture and mind probe a stalker," Roberto said.
"I have the informaton though," Jack said holding up the memory pad.
"You, how did you get out," Roberto asked.
"The ducts," Jack answered.
"Well," Erikson said. "We could use that information, and the information from a probe."
"Good," Jack said. "SO what do we do?"
"Jack, you will taking the boarding frigate, along with Private Goodman, tell it to temporarily leave, so they can drop you off on the Anubis. Sage into the hallway."
"what I get left out?" Sage asked.
"Fine," Erikson said. "We'll see what Watson wants to do with you."

The entire crew of the Ra, except Bobas who was in the bridge, were standing in the hallway just outside the bridge.
"What are we going to do?" Isaac said.
"What do you mean?" Ben asked.
"We work with this guy, and he stole this ship, the ship we've been flying around in for the last month!" Issac yelled. "They will arrest us too!"
"We didn't do anything though," Tessar said. "They wouldn't."
"Victoms of Crime," Isaac said. "T-40, what is there on partners of a criminal?"
T-49's orange eyes flashed brighter for a scond, then returned to normal.
"Partners with a criminal are guilty, if criminal is found guilty," He explained. "Wether they plead innocent or not, the dissicion of it all lies with the accused. If partners use stolen equipment, they are guilty."
"Oh no," Ben said.
"This is bad," Tessar said.
"Yes, it is." Issac said. "We will... what is that noise?"
"The hyperdirve!!!" They all shouted, they ran onto the bridge.
"What are you doing!?" Ben shouted as they all ran in.
"Leaving this place," Bobas said.
"We were tagged though!" Tessar yelled.
"Yah, I know, but I broke free, and you thought I was actually rethinking my life, Ha!"
"You had no thought to leave earlier though," Issac said.
"Because earlier I didn't know," Bobas said as he looked at the control panel.
"Didn't lmow what?" Ben shouted as the ship started to pick up speed.
"I didn't know that Xanthal spies were here," He said.
"What!? How did you find out?" Tessar asked.
"This ship was in the Xanthal Inteligence before I stole it," Bobas said. "The scanner showed me a Mimic class ship."
"A what?" Ben asked.
"Mimic class," Bobas explained. "A type of spy ship used by the Xanthal, can mimic the shape of almost any other ship."
"They got past the Nanakaland scanners?" Ben asked.
"Yes," Bobas said. "They thought it was just a freighter."
"They can do things like that," Ben said, amazed, and added with a smirk. "With out the Nanakaland fleet finding out."
"Oh, now they'll know, trust me."
He hit a button on the communicater. "Nanakaland fleet this is Captain Bobas of the Ra, I wanted to let you know we are jumping into uncharted space, so good luck finding us.
"Oh yah also, I thought you might want to know that you have been spied on for a while now. Yah, it seems like a Xanthal mimic class ship was here spying on your moon base, as well as that mystery Warship. They probably heard almost everything that you said during the time they were disguised as a frieghter. So I thought I would let you know, so long, and thanks for all the excitment."
With that he hit a button and the Ra jumped into hyperspace, into the unkown parts of the galaxy.

OOC: That was different... Well, I guess they might as well find out sooner than later.

The boarding frigate departed, much to many of the marine's disgust. It went over to the Anubis, and locked on. Jack, and Goodman got off, and walked out of the room. The frigate resealed the door, and then went back and attached itself to the Intrepid.
Jack sent Goodman to the bridge, while he scouted about, to make sure nothing was on. After a while he declared that there was nothing. When he got to the bridge he saw what remained of Talvin.
"I'm sorry," Jack said looking at Talvin. "I said I wouldn't let anything touch you, I failed you."
He walked over to the console and looked at Goodman, he was pale.
"What's wrong?"
"That other guy," The marine replied.
"Other guy?" Jack asked.
"That Talvin guy," The marine replied. "I hope I never meet up with one of those aliens."
"Do you have the data uploaded?" Jack asked.
"Yes," Goodman said.
"Let's see what is says."

OOC:Nanakaland, I want you to type in what it says, because this is your story and I don't want to ruin it by typing something dumb.

[OOC: What type of information do you want me to post?]

[OOC: You know, information on the aliens in general. Also the location of their mothership.]

"Stalker," said a recorded voice. This was clearly part of a recent entry in a database. "The mysterious alien race encountered by many spacefaring nations, but until recently never heard of due to their rather nasty habit of trying to board every ship they can and eating the passengers. Recent mind probes reveal that the aliens are smarter than usual, but they have no need to communicate with their prey. Called "Stalkers" first by marines, these aliens hide in the shadows and pick off their prey in moments of their weakness. They leave very little trace and thus make ghost ships. However, remains of people and some spawning chambers are clearly left behind on some ships. Stalkers leave ships when their supply of prey is gone.

"Recent mind probes have revealed that the aliens are from a remote star. The Stalker mothership is hidden from sensors by the radiation the star emits. The only traces of the Stalkers are ghost ships. However, Stalkers can eventually starve to death if they don't move soon enough. Once the mothership is destroyed, it is theorized that one of three things will happen. Theory one - all Stalkers die. Theory two - Stalkers have no more command and cannot board any more ships and thus eventually starve. Theory three - all Stalkers attempt to invade a planet or moon to get a homeworld."

"Well, that is good news," Jack said leaning back in his chair. "I don't like theory three at all, seeing as how there is a moonbase, on the moon close to us."
He rubbed his chin.
I wonder if Bobas jumped
into the system that this mothership is in?

[OOC: Make sure that the mothership isn't destroyed and the RP ended until later. Several things have to happen to move to the next part (preferably in order):

1) The marines fight the Stalkers for a while and then the survivors flee and the Intrepid.

2) The Celestia goes to the star system (and possibly joins the others).

3) The mothership is destroyed.

4) A surprise (planned by me) happens.

This stuff will happen a while later.]

OOC:DOn't worry, the Ra, or Bobas's ship isn't big enough to destroy a mothership. If the Ra does go there, they will either.
1. Flee away from the Mothership, but not leaving the system.
2. The get killed by stalkers.
I will wait to find out which one should happen.

The Mystery Ship Intrepid
Lieutenant Watson sent Sergant Erickson and three other marines to go back to the boarding frigate. The team crept silently through the halls, passing by marine patrols and trying to keep out of sight of the Stalkers. However, the Stalkers did notice the group. The Stalkers saw all from the vents. The Stalkers saw the moment of their prey's weakness as the group of marines entered the boarding frigate....

[OOC: Make sure that the mothership isn't destroyed and the RP ended until later. Several things have to happen to move to the next part (preferably in order):

1) The marines fight the Stalkers for a while and then the survivors flee and the Intrepid.

2) The Celestia goes to the star system (and possibly joins the others).

3) The mothership is destroyed.

4) A surprise (planned by me) happens.

This stuff will happen a while later.]

5) you get back in the SB civil war :lol:

Jack sat aboard the Anubis, he and Goodman were still on it. Jack realized that it was fun on the Interpid, but a lot safer on the Anubis. He looked out the transparitsteel window, admiring the mighty awesome sight of the fleets, then an idea hit him.
He grabbed a communicater, and spoke into it. "Techon armada, this is former Major Jack Blake, I request assistance in this sector." He hit a few buttons on the screen, and waited.

Onboard the Space Station
Admiral Nelson Clark watched as the construction of the superweapon neared an end. The ship was almost ready to be released. Clark could see the power it would bring the region - the glory it would bring the two nations that built the ship. The ship needed a name - a name that symbolized the power of the ship and the unity of the region....

With a white flash, the Techon armada jumped out, a bit more than Jack suspected though, it was about three fourths of the entire size of all the ships in the area.

Chessboard

"Sir what is that thing?" A operater said.
The Admiral walked over to the screen, on it was, well a super weapon.

"Nanakaland fleet this is four star Admiral Colin Walthour, we have readings of a superweapon that you are building here, what are you trying to do with it?"

Three patrolling drone squads detected the Techon arrival and rapidly changed course to assess the situation.

[code:1:b8da3b7815]
detect.warp;
target.identify(search);
#SEARCHING...
target.identify == Techon;

while (!frequency.match)
{
open.trans = techon(trans.freq);
++trans.freq;
}

#...

#FREQUENCY MATCH
trans.mes("We have detected your ships as Techon technology. This is a secured zone. Leave now. You have one minute to comply.");

open.trans = #controlH6;
trans.mes("Techon ships detected. Running operation 2B: alert and order immediate evacuation of non-friendly units.");
[/code:1:b8da3b7815]

OOC: Unless you're planning to start a firefight, just tell the central control to have the drones stand hown.

"Well let me tell you," Walthour went on. "That we already have a ship here, the Anubis, and I believe that they have been greeted, and are actually helping you out."
He looked at the operater.
"Sir, they have more ships than we do," The operater said.
"If things turn sour, don't worry, we are only half the group that was sent here," Colin said. "Hopefully though, things won't turn sour, we don't want another war on our hands, especially when we have men mixed with theirs."

"Central command, this is Four star Admiral Colin Walthour of the Techon Armada, we wouild love to have your drones stand down."

--- Double Post ---

Ramel had left the matter of the ghost ship to the hands of those involved. He wouldn't be able to do much for them. He stood at the window, staring out at the expanse of construction, the beautiful mix of metal, sparks, and fire; the workers, both human and robotic, bustling about, getting it completed. He started to wonder about what she could be named upon completion, when he saw the flash of a warp exit on the corner of his vision. He quickly turned to look.

"What the hell..."

Almost immediately, the comlink was recieving a transmission. They were Techon ships, and were wondering what the hell was going on, then were asking for the patrol drones to stand down. Ramel glanced outside again. Sure enough, multiple patrol squads had converged on the exit point where the Techon ships stood.

"What the devil is going on here? Clark? I think they want to talk to you."

Meanwhile, Ramel quickly gave had the nearby drone command post order the drones to standby, while the situation could be sorted out.

http://www.angelfire.com/ns2/toxicvalley/images/ramel.gif
-General Irving Ramel
Minister of Law and Defense

Walthour stared out the transparisteel window. He was on the bridge, in the little indentments in the floor technicians worked almost nonstop.
Looking at the scene in front of him he wondered about the safety of Techon, or other ally nations. This superweapon would be one of the most deadly things in the galaxy.
I hope it doesn't come to that, using the weapon against other nations, if they use it in the SB wars i woun't mind much, but if they just use it for conquering.
He turned his attention to the Intrepid.
What is in that thing anyway?

With the hyperspace of another nation's armada into a sector that was clearly marked off limits, the First Nanakaland Fleet, the Admiral Fleet, and several dozen defensive ships not attached to a fleet all mobilized. It was then that they received a transmission.

"Nanakaland fleet this is four star Admiral Colin Walthour, we have readings of a superweapon that you are building here, what are you trying to do with it?"

"This is Nanakaland Chief Admiral Nelson B. Clark," the Nanakaland Admiral said in response. "You have entered a secured zone and have detected a classified project. However, you are helping us investigate the ghost ship. It is because of this that we have not decided to destroy your armada. We will let you in on this with an explanation." He paused. "We are building a superweapon for the general defense of the region known as The Kingdom of the Midlands. It has been in development for some time." The admiral took a deep breath. "The superweapon will not be used for offense unless it is severely needed. In fact, we have just found a use for the superweapon."

"We have recently discovered by a message from our marines that the aliens that have taken over the ghost ship Intrepid have a mothership around another star system," Clark continued. "It has come to my attention that the aliens would have heavy defenses around their mothership. I have now realized that the superweapon would be the only resource we can quickly access that could be able to defeat the aliens for good." The admiral paused. "The only other current use the weapon would have is attacking Steel Butterfly's government, whom our diplomacy stance with them drops nearly every day."

"I misjudged you then, I am sorry," Walthour said. "This is not the first time I have seen a superweapon, the first one I saw was built by Nella, maybe you have heard of that nation, maybe not, Techon was at war with them for a long time. The superweapon they built destroyed my home planet. After the war it dissapeared into unkown space, and we have been searching for it since."
"Anyway, I jumped to conclusions, and I am sorry, I have the other half the fleet that was assigned to come here waiting for my order to jump here. If you need any assistance in fighting this mothership, then let me know, and we would be happy to help."
He turned away from the Technician, and sat down in a chair, that overlooked the fleet in front of him.

As the finishing touches are done on the superweapon, it is prepared to be launched from the space station it is docked in. Admiral Clark left the room he was in to get a shuttle. The superweapon would soon be named and launched on its first voyage to destroy the Stalker mothership.

The Mystery Ship Intrepid
Lieutenant Watson waited for Sergant Erickson and the other marines to come back. He waited for fifteen minutes. After a while, the injured Erickson limped back to the "command center" with no one else escorting him. It was then that the realization struck Watson. This mission was impossible. They had to abandon ship and destroy it before these Stalkers tampered with the superweapon which was in the nearby space station.

Watson opened a com-link with everyone else on board he could communicate with. "This is Lieutenant Watson," he said. "I have ordered a complete evacuation of this ship. I repeat abort the mission and abandon ship. I will rendevous with the rest of Nanakaland marines by the boarding frigate."

"That's great," replied Erickson. "However, there's just one slight problem."

"What?" asked the lieutenant, turning to him.

"The Stalkers entered the frigate," the sergant explained. The pilot and co-pilot and the three marines with me are all dead. We'd have to fight the aliens to leave the ship." Everyone else was in shock. Things didn't look too good....

http://well-of-souls.com/homeworld/hws/hw2/torpedo_frigate01.gif
The Mystery Ship Intrepid

[code:1:afb169d7ad]
open.trans = #21AB6;
detect.heatsig(new) @ frigate.Nana;
heatsig.new != heatsig.human;
heatsig.new == hostile;

trans.mes(frigate.Nana == hostile);
trans.mes(target.secure(frigate.Nana));

#RECIEVING...
trans.rec(confirm);
[/code:1:afb169d7ad]

Reading the faint heat signitures given off by the Stalkers onboard the transport frigate, the primary drone assigned a squad to secure it. The people, and aliens, had no idea how many weapons were now armed and aimed at their direction. If one thing went wrong, there would be little to tell about it afterwards.

Sagaem overheard the marine's conversation he walked over and said to Watson.
"I can have Jack bring the Anubis up, just tell me yes or no, and he can be here within the hour, and we can be off this ship within the next, hopefully."

"Okay," Roberto said. "We're packing up our equipment as I speak. I just need to go to Watson or Erickson for -" It was then that the Stalkers struck. Perhaps the Stalkers sensed tension, perhaps they sensed that their prey was leaving, perhaps they had been planning to strike all along. Whatever the reason, the Stalkers struck the marines in the hall. It was a sudden strike and no one saw it comming. Roberto instantly stopped talking and raised his gun with the other marines, preparing for a fight....

Sage powered up his gun.
"Bring it on," He said looking around.

Several marines were patrolling the halls when the Stalkers struck. The group was cut off from the rest of the marines. While the other marines were toward the end of the hall by the captains quarters, the patrolling marines were cut off from the group and decapitated by the aliens.

The marines at the end of the hall set up themselves in a defensive formation, pointing their guns at the advancing Stalkers. The marines seemed trapped. Something had to be done. However, it was then that the bridge doors opened and a horrible sight was revealed....

The bridge was full of destroyed electronics. Inside the room, dozens of dead bodies were scattered throughout. The most conspicuous thing there, however, was the giant Stalker. It lunged at the group of marines, smashing the frame of the door to make room.

The helpless marines fired back. The Stalker took down row after row of them. The other Stalkers moved in for the kill. Roberto grabbed Lieutenant Watson and Sergant Erickson by their arms and yanked them out of the way of the combat. Roberto turned to Sage.

"When can the Anubis arrive?" he asked. "I don't think we can hold off forever."

"I called it up, it will be arriving in about five minutes, then all we have to do is make our way for the airlocks." Sage said, still shocked at the massive size of the giant stalker.

"Can we make it in time?" Goodman asked Jack.
"I can make it in less time," Jack replied, he boosted up power and the Anubis soared towards the Intrepid, he put out all power, and turned on the front engines, screeching them to a halt, he turned on the right engines, and they connected with the Intrepid easily, right once they did so a group of seperated marines ran down the airlock, and into the Anubis.

Soon, Roberto, Lieutenant Watson, Sergant Erickson, Sage, and a few others managed to make their way to the Anubis. As Erickson check the life signs, he noticed that the number of marines aboard the Intrepid was dropping. The only way to contain the Stalkers was to destroy the ship and the Nanakaland boarding frigate attached to it after the survivors reached the Anubis and evacuated.

Sage had just got on.
"How many more are coming?" He said as he ran down to greet them. "Should I leave now, or wait for others?"

Erickson looked down at his handheld scanner. The number of marines on the ship dropped even more and the Stalkers turned their attention toward the docked Anubis. "I think we should leave now. Everyone else will have to find another way out."

[OOC: If you have marines on board the ship and you wish to resume activity in this RP, at any time just explain how your marines got off of the Intrepid and that's good enough.]

Sage told Jack what Erikson said.
"Ok, we are breaking off," Jack said and he closed the airlock door. He pulled the ship away and flew towards the assembled fleet.

The NSS Celestia
"Sir," said Lieutenant Williams. "I'm receiving a transmission from the Anubis via a transmitter. It is not the ship's transmitter, though - it bears the signature of Nanakaland marines!"

"Open a com-link," Commander Johnson replied.

"Yessir." The lieutenant typed on his computer. An audio com-link was then formed.

"This is Lieutenant Watson of the Nanakaland marines of the Boarding Frigate Number 131," a voice said through a staticy connection. "We have discovered valuable information and will send it to you. However, the aliens we named Stalkers have taken out the main group. We request destruction of the Intrepid once the Anubis clears the area. The other marines onboard are either already dead, on the Anubis now, or finding another way out."

http://www.actiontrip.com/reviews/pics/homeworldcataclysm4s.jpg
The NSS Celestia

The Mystery Ship Intrepid
The Stalkers finished off all they could by the bridge and then moved to follow the fleeing marines. The situation was hopeless. The marines had to flee any way they could and let the Intrepid get destroyed. The First Nanakaland Fleet, the NSS Galant, and the SAVXian drones moved closer, preparing to destroy the ghost ship before the Stalkers destroyed everyone....

http://well-of-souls.com/homeworld/hws/hw2/torpedo_frigate01.gif
The Mystery Ship Intrepid

The Anubis soared past the first line of the Nanakaland/Techon/other nations capital ships. The size of the Anubis was puny compared all the other ships. Little fighter soared around though, much smaller that it.
"We are clear," Jack said.

[code:1:969fb31495]
open.trans = #21AB6;
heat.sig(friendly) @ frigate.Nana != existant;
trans.mes(target.Nana && target.unknown == hostile(dangerous));
trans.mes(attack(target.Nana && target.uknown);

#RECIEVING...
trans.rec(confirm);
[/code:1:969fb31495]

The sound of vulcan cannons starting to spin would have sounded like an infinite mass of bees if sound could be heard in space. Within a second, explosive slugs began racing from all around towards the Intrepid and Nanakaland boarding frigate, tearing through the armored plating and ripping the insides apart. The leader drones began launching their missile barrages, unleashing a hellish fury of high-explosive fire on the infested craft. Within moments, the entire target area had been turned into cosmic dust.

[code:1:969fb31495]
trans.mes(target.Nana && target.unknown == destroyed);

#RECIEVING...
trans.rec(confirm);

trans.mes(patrol.resume);

#RECIEVING...
trans.rec(confirm);
[/code:1:969fb31495]

Every officer and the marines involved were invited to a meeting in the nearby space station to gather together information and plan an assault on the Stalkers. The new superweapon would be a key element in the plotting. The superweapon was named the United Grand Celestial Glory (United Glory for short).

OOC: This would be a great time to test my "Flamer" drones.

[OOC: The first half of the thread is now done. Now we plot the assault on the Stalker Mothership. After that, we do the assault using our fleets and the superweapon United Glory. The assault may include a boarding party of marines to disable mothership defenses.]

http://well-of-souls.com/homeworld/hws/hw2/battlecruiser21.gif
The United Great Celestial Glory

"Attention involved people," said a voice. "This is High Admiral Nelson B. Clark of Nanakaland, in charge of the Navy and Space Forces, second only to the President in power, equal to High General Flint in power. I understand that you have been invited to a meeting onboard the nearby space station. However, I have decided a more productive idea.

"The super capital class ship, the United Great Celestial Glory has just taken off from the space station with me aboard and the Admiral Fleet nearby. Every survivor of the incident with the Intrepid should please meet me onboard the ship and have the fleets escorting the United Glory. We will then search for the Stalker Mothership, discuss a plan, and share information all in one step. I await you all."

"Attention involved people," said a voice. "This is High Admiral Nelson B. Clark of Nanakaland, in charge of the Navy and Space Forces, second only to the President in power, equal to High General Flint in power. I understand that you have been invited to a meeting onboard the nearby space station. However, I have decided a more productive idea.

"The super capital class ship, the United Great Celestial Glory has just taken off from the space station with me aboard and the Admiral Fleet nearby. Every survivor of the incident with the Intrepid should please meet me onboard the ship and have the fleets escorting the United Glory. We will then search for the Stalker Mothership, discuss a plan, and share information all in one step. I await you all."

[OOC: All of those who were not on the Anubis are either dead or escaped the Intrepid another way. Please specify the way you escaped the Intrepid if you wish to continue this RP.]

Admiral Colin Walthour waited in the personal shuttle as he was escorted to the United Glory. He saw that the Anubis was already docked at it. His shuttle went into a docking bay, and he walked out.
"Show me the way to the conference room." He said.

"This way," said an officer greeting the recent arrivals.

Walthour followed the officer into a conference room, already saeted were Jack Blake, and Sage Cornellis, along with many others.

Admiral Clark was standing by a screen. On it, there was a picture. The lights dimmed as the guests sat down. The picture was now visable.

http://well-of-souls.com/homeworld/hws/beast/mothership2.gif

A ship was visable on the screen. It was definately not human. Everyone sitting there was wondering what it was until the admiral spoke.

"This is the Stalker mothership," Clark explained. "Recent scouts have brought back this image of it." He paused. "We must send an infiltration team on that ship to disable its defenses, leaving it open for our ships to destroy. The problem is that this ship moves around - its current location is unknown. Another problem is that the ship is full of Stalkers." Another man walked in the room.

"That's where I come in," the man said. "I am John Lee, part of the Legion of Defence Special Forces Sqad. The whole sqad could not be gathered, but I will be able to infiltrate the mothership with a team of the willing among this room." He paused to look around the room. "It is not garunteed that we will make it out alive."

[OOC: Now feel free to tell what happend on your side of the story, volunteer men for the mission, talk about backup plans, etc... It is a meeting.]

Jack Blake's hand shot up.
"I'll join you," He said. "I need to seek revenge on these things."
Sage rubbed his forehead.
"Sir," Major Aaron Leader asked Walthour. "What are we going to do?"
"We are going to help them of course." He looked at Jack. "I am sorry Jack, but I think that this job is required for the current soliders, not ex-soldeirs. I will send six men aboard with you."
"Sir, what if we fail this mission?" Aaron asked. "If we start to get overrun?"
"Then we retreat back to secotr P4X-188, or the shipyard overhead of Jakin four. There we will continue to work on Techon's Pride."
"Yessir," Aaron answered.
"Well no matter what the crew of the Anubis is coming to help." Sage said. "We will help fight against it no matter what, it took one of our crewmembers, and friends, life. We want to have payback with it."

"I thank you for your support," Admiral Clark said to the Techon volunteers. He moved on to the next slide of the presentation.

http://well-of-souls.com/homeworld/hws/hw2/prototype_bc_icon3.gif

"This is the United Glory blueprints," the admiral continued. "If you look closely, you can see the powerful weapons it contains. The United Glory will take several hours to charge once it gets within firing range of the Stalker mothership. This superweapon, the United Glory is the only ship with us that is capable of destroying the mothership in one hit. The problem is we need to defend it until it is able to shoot. Any suggestions?"

"Sir," Leader said leaning over at Walthour's shoulder. "The shieldships."
"Yes," Walthour said, he looked at Nelson and said. "Techon has a ship class, shieldships that are able to create a very wide energy shiedl. We could bring in ten of those, they should be able to form a bubble around United Glory. Then while it charges, our ships can fire from outside the shields, to provide more protection."

"Brilliant idea," replied Commander Johnson. He turned to Admiral Nelson Clark. "I can volunteer the First Nanakaland Fleet, which is under my command. I'm sure with the other fleets, including your Admiral Fleet, it should be enough to take down any Stalker defensive ships."

[OOC: You heard right. The Stalkers have defensive ships. Otherwise, it wouldn't be too fun. Remember that Stalkers are actually highly intelligent, but don't bother to communicate with their prey (humans).]

" Major Leader?" Walthour asked.
"Yes?" Leader replied.
"Send in ten of the best shield ships."
"Yessir," Aaron said, and he left the room.

"Prepare the ships for a hyperspace," Admiral Nelson ordered. "We want to destroy these Stalkers before any more come to us."

Commander Thomas Johnson of the First Nanakaland fleet left with his officers to ready the fleet. Captain Edwards of the NSS Gallant also left.

Everyone was back on their own ship, Walthour and LEader were aboard the Chessboard, Jack and Sage were aboard the Anubis. The shieldships were to reuandezous with them at the exit point.
"Prepare for hyperspace!" He ordered.

Admiral Nelson said over an intercom, "Every ship that wishes to go forward from the moon into the unknown, follow me and hyperspace!" The United Glory hyperspaced into the system where the Stalker mothership was last seen. The others followed into....

Somewhere in the Crab Nebula
The United Glory was the first to leave hyperspace. The ships ended up in the Crab Nebula. Sensors wouldn't work too good, so manual scouting via fighters was needed to locate the Stalker mothership.

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The United Glory

http://point.worldtel.net.pk/wallpaper/telescope/The%20Crab%20Nebula.jpg
The Crab Nebula

[OOC: With the exception of this post, please don't post really large pics in this thread. I think that this is a good breaking point for the moment.]

The Techon fleet jumped out of hyperspace, following the Nanakaland fleet.
"Wow, this is the first time I have ever been in a nebula," Leader said.
"Yes, lets hope it isn't your last." Walthour answered.
Suddenly the ten shieldships jumped out of space.
"They are here," Walthour informed United Glory.

The Stalker Mothership
Silence was golden. The Stalkers needed silence. Dispite their intelligence, no human would think more of Stalkers than monsters, evil aliens that boarded ships and destroyed their crews. Stalkers were evil and they were very monster-like, but that didn't take away from their supreme intelligence.

The Stalkers knew that after the incident with the Intrepid, all who witnessed it would probably go after the mothership. Of course, that wouldn't stop them. The Stalkers simply planned to relocate the mothership. Even if something were to destroy the mothership, they still had a few tricks up their sleeves - and other factors would soon tilt the scales to favor the Stalkers again....

[OOC: The Stalker mothership is currently hidden somewhere in the nebula.]

OOC: Oops...sorry, been busy. Let's pretend that I've been along this.

The SAVX strike fleet exits the warp, with General Ramel's own Blast-Class Cruiser in the lead. Tens of drone squadrons exit in quick succession, their small frames making the larger craft appear as though it was in a cloud. Three Railgun Cruisers exit the warp in the rear, being the most massive ships in the fleet. Missile frigates flank them as close-combat cover, with even more drones swarming around them.

Ramel stared through the bridge's large viewing bay, awed at the beauty.

"Few things more amazing than what one can find in space, eh?" he said to a nearby subordinate.

"Indeed, sir."

"Alright, bring us around to United Glory. We'll support her in this attack."

"Aye, aye."

Nanakan Space Shuttles patroled the nebula. Because the nebula played tricks with the sensors, swarms of these ships went all over the area, manually looking for the Stalker mothership.

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http://well-of-souls.com/homeworld/hws/hw2/scout02.gif

Techon Starheads, X2s, and T-wings flew around as well.
"Sir," One T-wing fighter asked.
"Yes?" Came the reply.
"I don't see anything." The pilot said.
"To bad, report,"
"Green squad ok," "Red squad here." "White squad here." "Black squad is ready to kick butt." "Gold squad here."

The Holy Empire of The Great System in Deep Space hated Nanakaland mainly due to a misunderstanding. They kept a close view on the construction of the United Glory via mimicing a frigate. Once construction was complete and before the superweapon hyperspaced into the Crab Nebula, a saboteur team was slipped on board. Their hope was to stop a superweapon that could provide a threat to the Holy Empire....

[OOC: What's funny is that Nanakaland has never even talked to anyone from The Great System - the misunderstanding developed another way.]

One squadron of Nanakan Space Shuttles spotted something out of the ordinary.

"Calling all squadrons," one of the fighter pilots said over a transmission. "Possible clue to the location of the mothership found."

A very faint signal appeared on the sensors. One of the fighters moved closer and discovered the Stalker mothership.

[OOC: Alright. Now's the time for the superweapon to charge and for the infiltration team to prepare to board the mothership. Watch out for Stalker fighter ships that may have been captured from other civilizations.]

"All squardrons," Walthour said. "Move in! Shield ships, cover the United Glory."
A series of yessirs came through, and the ten shield ships started up their shields, and all 530 fighters flew towards the beacon. Along with Ion, and semi-nuclear frigates. The Destroyers hovered around the United Glory, ready for battle.

The Stalkers sensed the commotion. They readied their defenses. The mothership started shooting at the fighters and launched hundreds of its own fighters to counter the advancement. Even with all of this, however, the Stalker forces were not enough to hold off Techon, SAVXian, and Nanakan forces forever. The number of those forces meant that the Stalker fighters were soon overwhelmed and destroyed.

The mothership turned to retreat as the Nanakan superweapon charged. Even with all of the forces and the superweapon attack the mothership, however, the mothership itself would last for a very long while unless the infiltration team were to disable the mothership's shielding....

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Seeing success, the Nanakan Space Shuttles pulled out of the skirmish area, allowing the heavier ships and the ships with the infiltration teams to move closer to the Stalker mothership.

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As the fighters pulled out to escort the boarding frigate, the nuclear frigates moved up. The area was clear of friendlies, so they all fired one missile each, the ten missiles soared towards the different clusters of enemy ships, and boom! each missile made a explosion 300m in diameter. Hundreds of enemy ships were reduced to dust.

The boarding frigate went past the destroyed Stalker fleet and toward the mothership, preparing to board!

Six Techon marines waited on the boarding frigate. Two of them smiled, ready for action, and three others were putting major doses of Hekatoin, a drug which speeds up reaction time, and inhances strenght, and agility, and speed. It was outlawed in many nations, but many soldiers manage to pick it up along the way, off smuglers, or others. They groaned as they injected the liquid into their arms, one looked up at everyone else, most of whom were watching him.
"What'ch your freakin problem huh?" He asked in disgust.

The superweapon charges and prepares to destroy the mothership. It may take a while to charge the weapon and disable Stalker mothership shielding, however.

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The United Grand Celestial Glory

Boarding Frigate #576
The boarding frigate was about to attach itself to the mothership hull to send the infiltration team forward. However, something needed to be done first.

"Roberto," Lieutenant Watson said. "I need you to scan the ship so you can see if there are any Stalker patrols nearby. We don't want to land into a trap."

"Yessir," Roberto replied, looking at his handheld scanner. After a few moments, he looked back up. "This area is clear."

"Fine," the Lieutenant said. He then turned to the pilot. "Prepare to attach this frigate to the enemy hull."

"Yessir," the pilot replied. He then turned to his control panel.

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"Docking in 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..." a voice said over the frigate's intercom. "Docking!" A clank could be heard as the boarding frigate attached itself to the other ship's hull....

"Alright boys," The lead marine, Nicholi Brands, of the Techon marines said. "Lets go!"
The drugged up, and battle ready men ran off the frigate. They all went into defensive positions.
"Nanakaland," Brands said. "Move in."

OOC: Should it ever be needed, my Railgun Cruisers can offer limited tactical strikes on pin-point locations.

Normally, Lieutenant Watson was always the first to board an enemy ship. However, he had decided to let the Techon marines go first. Perhaps it was a gesture of peace - or cowardness. Either way, Watson still left the frigate, with the Techon marines in the front and the Nanakaland marines in the back. Everything would be perfect - if Roberto had scanned properly. However, a Stalker patrol did happen to run into the marines....

As the marines fought the Stalker patrol, Lieutenant Watson pulled Roberto aside.

"I thought you said the area was clear of Stalkers!" said Watson.

"I did," replied Roberto nervously. "These Stalkers came from nowhere! It is their mothership we're infiltrating, you know. It must be -"

"I know how our scanners work," interrupted Watson. "And I'm almost certain that they can detect Stalkers. I think that you are hiding something from the rest of us."

Just then, Sergant Erickson came off from the boarding frigate, holding something in his hand. "Look what I found," he said to the lieutenant. "It was in Roberto's hands."

"A remote detination device?" said the puzzled lieutenant.

"That's what it looks like," Erickson replied. Just then, a gun was pointed at the back of Lieutenant Watson's neck.

"Hand over that device or Watson gets it," Roberto threatened.

"What's it do?" asked Erickson. Roberto snatched the device from the sergant's hands.

"It destroys the weapons system onboard the United Glory," replied Roberto as he backed up from the others. "A team of my own set up the explosives."

"I guess you're not really Nanakan, then," replied Watson.

"You're smart," replied Roberto. "Once I destroy the superweapon, I'll signal my fleet and you'll all be dead."

"But the Stalkers -" Erickson started.

"No," interrupted Roberto. "The Holy Empire has set an alliance with them."

"Do you trust them - those horrible aliens that feed on humans?" Watson asked. "You're a fool if you do."

"It doesn't matter," Roberto replied. "These Stalkers will never go near Deep Space and if they do, the Great System'll destroy them."

"Still," the lieutenant said.

"It doesn't matter for you," said Roberto, raising the detination device. "You'll all be dead by running into this trap." He was about to detinate when Commander John Lee shot Roberto several dozen times.

"There's a backup timer," said Roberto, smiling as he fell down to the ground.

"We have a mission to do," said Lee. "I don't think we should waste time talking to enemy spies."

"There's a backup timer, though!" protested Erickson. "We must disable the explosives!"

"Trust me," replied Lee. "I know how infiltration teams work. The timer will not go off until way after we're back - if all goes well. Then we'll have time to disable it."

Just then, a Stalker leaped at the three officers. John Lee tossed a gernade at it and the Stalker exploded. Erickson, Watson, and Lee started leading the group of marines down the hall....

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The Stalker Mothership

A TV Screen
*The TV screen fades into the NNNN symbol.*

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*The picture fades into the NNNN news room. At the desk, there are two reporters - Sam and Laura. The camera zooms into Sam.*

"Hello, and thank you for tuning into NNNN," he says. "I am Samuel Robinson and here are your headlines."

*The camera pans over to Laura.*

"Thank you, Sam," she says. "I'm Laura Brown here with the headlines." She paused for a minute. "Rumors of the superweapon being built above the Nanakaland Moon Colony have been confirmed. The super capital class ship is named the United Grand Celestial Glory. However, sources also report that a hostile alien race may have been discovered."

...

"And now here are your sports," Sam said. "In the Nanakaland Indy Racing Championship, the Nanakaland Racing League (NRL) and it's two drivers are not doing too well. A manager has been fired and new cars have been bought."

...

"Thank you for watching NNNN," Sam said. "I'm Samuel Robinson..."

"...and I'm Laura Brown," Laura finished.

"Until next time," they both say, "goodbye."

"Don't change the channel," Sam said as the screen faded out. "Next on NNNN is a special report on the superweapon."

[OOC: This is a review post.]

The Stalker Mothership
The Nanakaland marines followed their three officers as they went down the hall in the oppisite direction of the Stalker patrol. They signaled for the Techon marines to follow.

"The Stalkers must use very alien technology," explained Sergant Erickson. "Therefore, the shield generators probably wouldn't look like any human design. However, the Stalkers still must have a special section for it. We simply find that section, set up some explosives, leave the ship, and then watch the mothership shields go down. The superweapon and the other ships would then destroy the mothership as we try to disable the explosives in the United Glory that was set by hostile sabatauge team. Any questions?"

[OOC: That's basically an overview of what the RP will be about for a while.]

"Ok," Brands said. "You cans et the explosives, and we will keep the stalkers off your backs."
The other five Techon marines smiled, and cocked their guns power pack one more time each.

"Alright," replied a Nanakan marine. "We're ready."

"I'll set the explosives," said Sergant Erickson.

"Come on," said Commander Lee. "We don't have much time. We need to find and destroy the shield generator." The group advanced through the hall....

Injured, Roberto crawled down the hall to the boarding frigate. He sat in the frigate without trouble because the pilot and co-pilot did not yet know he was a traitor.

The co-pilot wasn't suspicious until he noticed Roberto's injuries.

"Where did you get those wounds?" he asked.

"The Stalkers attacked," replied Roberto confidently. "You may have heard it."

"I did," the skeptical co-pilot said. "However, those are wounds from weapons - and Stalkers don't use weapons like those."

"Friendly fire," Roberto said, changing his story.

"No," the pilot said, who had by now noticed the conversation. "I think you're a traitor." Both the pilot and co-pilot drew weapons and managed to tie up Roberto.

Meanwhile, the group of marines advanced down the hall, looking for anything that may resemble a door or a shield generator. The group literrally walked around in circles - the hall must have been in a circular shape - without even finding any entrance of any sort.

"There must be some entrance," commented Lieutenant Watson. "This ship can't be this deserted."

"Shh!" said Commander Lee. "I hear something." Sure enough, there was a sound coming from below. The marines looked down to the floor to find something that did resemble a door.

"The entrance must be on the floor!" exclaimed Watson.

"We just need to find a way in through that entrance," Lieutenant Erickson commented.

" I know one," A Techon marine said. He pulled out a grenade, and threw it on the door, once everyone was clear of it.
"No you fool!" Brand exclaimed. All of the marines watched as the grenade blew.

The door did collapse, but so did the rest of the floor. The marines fell to the floor below, unknowingly alerting all of the Stalkers in the building of the infiltration team's presence.

"Time for Plan B," Sergant Erickson said.

"We don't have a Plan B," replied Commander Lee. "Or at least a plan of any sort that fits this situation."

"I guess that destroying the door like that made the rest of the floor unstable," Watson concluded.

"We don't have time for hypothesising!" Lee exclaimed.

"I don't even think 'hyposthesising' is a word," Watson replied smartly. "'Making hypothesis or hypostheses' would be a better phrase."

"That's enough!" Commander Lee said angrilly. "Do you want to be demoted for talking back to a supperior officer!?"

"No," replied the lieutenant, "but you're the one wasting time by arguing with me."

"Stop it, you two!" shouted Sergant Erickson, breaking up the argument. "We have a mission to be done. We still have to find the shield generator."

"Thankfully the falling floor crushed most Stalkers on this level," one of the Nanakan marines commented.

"Hopefully," Brand said. "But never suspect. It could lead you to your own doom."
"Yah," A marine said. "We have a job to do, and I for one want to get off this ship. So hurry up and lets go."

"This way," said a marine, pointing to what seemed like a crack in the wall.

"It's just a crack in the wall," Erickson replied.

"That's what I thought at first," the marine said. "However, look closer." Erickson leaned closer. It was then obvious. He stuck his hands in the hole in the wall and pried it open. It expanded until it became a doorway.

"The Stalkers are smarter than I thought," commented Lee. "This is a false doorway." A dozen marines entered the door, weapons raised, while the others stayed in the hall to watch for Stalkers. The group found the shield generator. Sergant Erickson opened a bag he was carring and set up explosives on the generator.

"We have ten minutes to get out of here," he said. "Quick! This ship's goin' down soon." Erickson was half out of that room when a Stalker struck. The sergant was mortally wounded.

"Go on without me," Erickson said. "I'm too injured to go on." They hesitated, but eventually the marines fled to the boarding frigate, Stalkers in persuit.

As the marines fled back to their ship, Roberto was tied by some spared electrical cords in the boarding frigate. He had heard the floor collapse, he had heard Erickson getting killed, and he had heard the marines fleeing. Roberto knew that once the marines returned, he was doomed. There had to be a way out.

The co-pilot's watching me, gun raised, Roberto thought, and the pilot is sitting in his seat, ready to eject the boarding frigate from the alien mothership. That's it! Eject! A grin spread across his face as he formulated an escape plan....

Roberto pulled a knife out of his back pocket. The co-pilot accidently didn't disarm him completely and now he would pay for his mistake. Roberto sliced through the cords that bound him and he punched the co-pilot so hard that he was knocked down. Roberto then proceeded to flee the room he was in and ejected via an escape pod....

The United Grand Celestial Glory
Admiral Clark was sitting in the bridge of the command wing of the United Grand Celestial Glory. The ship was grand in almost every way. Instead of just having a bridge - there was a command wing. Instead of just having weapons - there was a superweapon. Instead of just having docking bays - there was an external docking bay that could fit a capital ship. Clark liked it that way. He'd probably be happy to stay in the United Glory and the Empyreal for the rest of his days.

The High Admiral would have kept sitting there, supervising the charging of the superweapon and the assault on the Stalker mothership. However, an officer went to him.

"Sir," the officer said. "There's something that needs your immediate attention."

"What is it?" Clark asked.

"Take a look at this," the officer replied, turning on a portable TV.

"And now," said a voice on the TV, "here's the show you've been waiting for."

"What's this?" asked the confused admiral.

"Shhh," replied the officer. The TV screen played the theme tune for NNNN.

"This is an NNNN Special Report," said the voice.

"Your point?" Clark asked.

"Today's topic is on the superweapon, the United Grand Celestial Glory," the voice continued. "Our reporters have uncovered information and pictures of the new ship." Now the admiral understood.

"What!?" he shouted angrilly. "$*@&! How did they get this information!? We have to stop them for the sake of national security!"


The Stalker Mothership
Meanwhile, the marines scaled the walls, trying to climb up to the place where the boarding frigate was attached. There was only ten minutes to get as far out of there as they could before part of the mothership exploded - the part they were in. Little did they know, Roberto had already escaped and would try to stop the others from escaping....

The United Grand Celestial Glory Meeting Room
The admiral had summoned an emergency meeting. Most major officers were sitting there. On the screen in the meeting room, NNNN played.

"As you may recall, Nanakaland is in the region of The Kingdom of the Midlands," a female voice said on the screen. "Super American VX Man and Nanakaland did a joint project to build a superweapon."

"This is an outrage!" protested a SAVXian officer in the meeting room.

"I don't know how they got this information," commented a Nanakan officer.


The Stalker Mothership
Commander Lee and Lieutenant Watson led the way as the marines scaled up the wall. The group of marines climbed onto what was left of the floor and inched their way to the boarding frigate. Commander Lee turned to look at the Techon marines, who were behind the Nanakan marines.

"Hurry up," he said. "It is only a matter of time before all of the Stalkers come here or this section of the ship explodes."

The United Grand Celestial Glory Meeting Room
"We have to stop this NNNN program before any secret weaknesses get out," Admiral Nelson Clark commented.

"But they have free speach," another officer commented.

"Not for revealing classified material!" Clark protested.

"How will we even stop it?" the officer asked.

"I know," the admiral replied, grinning. "Linux United."

Linux United
"Hello," said an "average" citizen in Linux United. He nodded many times during the phone call. Then he said, "Bye."

He tapped into the NNNN system via his computer. "I like Linux," he said to himself as he switched video feeds in the NNNN chanel.

The United Grand Celestial Glory Meeting Room
The officers nervously watched the screen.

"NNNN sources report that the superweapons armaments are -" a voice on the screen said. Suddenly the sound and video feed were cut off and was replaced by the NNNN logo.

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"It worked!" an officer exclaimed.

"NNNN shouldn't release classified information," Clark commented. "I'm still puzzled on how they got it."

An Escape Pod
Roberto sat in the small escape pod, thinking of a plan. His detinator was confiscated, so he couldn't destroy the United Glory and contact the fleet. Or could he? Roberto looked around in the escape pod. The beakon there would be sufficent enough to signal the fleet. As for the United Glory, there was a backup timer on the explosives. He grinned as he fired the beakon.

The United Grand Celestial Glory Meeting Room
The officers stared at the screen, waiting to see if the hacker's scheme worked. The NNNN symbol stayed there.

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"We are experiencing technical difficulty," a voice on the screen said. "Please wait a minute."

The Stalker Mothership
The marines dashed toward the boarding frigate. They were about to enter. The timer had three minutes left. Everyone had to hurry if they had enough time to evacuate. Time was running out....

[OOC: For another RP, based on a subplot from this thread, click here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=126904). It will follow the Great System and the Stalkers in more detail and is recommended to at least be read.]

The marines rushed into the boarding frigate. A few of them shouted for the others. There was only two minutes left for the team to leave and the frigate to get out of there.

"We don't have much time," the co-pilot announced over the intercom. "Launching ship in one minute and counting. ... 45 seconds ..." The thrusters were activated and the ship prepared to eject from the mothership. "30 seconds ..." The marines scrambled to get on board. "20 seconds ... 15 seconds ..."

[OOC: I'm waiting for Techon's marines to enter the boarding frigate so I can advance the plot.]

[OOC: Sorry I didn't answer at all earlier, I had school.]

Techon's marines just waited ten feet behind the Nanaka marines everywhere, securing the back. They were amazed at how many stalkers came.
They were running low on ammo.
"Sir, I am almost out!" One called.
"Once your out, just run, last one out of ammo is the last one to run!" Brands yelled.
And just his luck Brands was last to be out. He was five feet behind another marine, the marine was panting, and falling behind.
"Hurry up!" He called up.
The marine just got slower and slower, Brands pased him.
"What is your problem?!" Brands called out, but was horrorstricken at the sight of the marines face.
The marines face was completely black, he was white skinned, but now his face was black.
"Sir," He called. "It is that new drug, Hlink, In was to test it out. It has some side effects," He added with a short rugged laugh.
Brands was stunned, then the marine fell over. Brands turned around, and ran back. the marine still had one power pack on his belt.
"Asshole," He said. He picked off the power packed, and plugged it onto his gun. He then threw the marine over his shoulder fireman stile. With his other hand, he fired at any stalker that got to close.

BOARDING FRIGATE
Four out of the six marines were aboard.
"Were is Brands?" They asked each other.
"Where is Kawolks?" Asked some others.

Brands was almost at the frigate, he reached the door and threw the marine in. He was about to climb in when a stalker tackled him.
He shots its head up, but it had managed to cut his stomach open.
"Sir!" A marine shouted, sticking out his hand.
"Go!" Brands said. More stalkers were coming.
"Sir?"
Brands pulled out a circular black ball, a bomb.
"I will blow the ones who followed me to hell," He said. "GO!"

"Ejecting in 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1," the co-pilot said. "EJECTING!" The boarding frigate ejected and headed back to the United Glory. There was a big explosion a minute after the ejection and the shield generators were disabled. The superweapon prepared to fire!

[OOC: Now it is important to view both threads. A Dark Alliance (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=126904)]

[OOC 2: I hope to finish this thread by the end of the weekend. All that's left to do in this thread is to disable the explosives that are set to destroy the United Glory's weapon systems. That, however, would not be the end of the whole storyline. There may still be more in different thread(s).]

The United Grand Celestial Glory
The boarding frigate docked in the United Glory. The Techon marines were free to leave now, but the Nanakan marines had to sprint to the weapons sector of the engineering deck on the superweapon. The marines went as fast as they could, hurrying to reach the area in time.

They entered the room, where explosives was clearly attached to the core of the weapons system. As the weapons system warmed up to prepare to fire the superweapon, the bomb was closer to exploding. The marines needed to act fast.

"If Erickson was here, he'd know how to disable it," commented Lieutenant Watson.

"Don't worry," replied Commander Lee. "I can defuse it."

"I hope," one of the marines commented.

The Nanakan marines had no problem at disabling the primary explosives. However, the bomb was complex and had secondary explosives that were on a timer. There was only five minutes to disable this.

"It's more complex than I'm trained to handle," Commander Lee said after a minute of working on the secondary explosives. "I just hope that there's a Techon marine that instead of leaving stayed with us and has enough skill to disable this bomb."

The Techon marines departed on the frigate that took them to the United Glory
The frigate docked in the Rooster's Crow they departed, the drug side effected marine was carrried off to the infirmary, and the rest walked to the control room. Walthour got up from his seat, the sight of laser bolts flying at the mothership in the background looked rather comical with their discussion taking place.
"Well," Admiral Walthour siad. "It is good to see you are still living, I heard the news already."
"Yes," A marine said. "Leutenant Brands died with honor."
"Yes he did," Walthour said. "Now what is this drug I hear one of you were testing?"
"That was Simmon, he is in the infirmary right now," Someone said.
"Yes, I will talk with him later." Walthour said. "In the meantime, you all will be rewarded with medals, for outstanding courage in this battle, you were the only marines who volunteered to go aboard that ship."

The United Glory was almost done readying its primary weapon. The laser was aimed at the Stalker mothership. The superweapon would soon fire.

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The United Grand Celestial Glory Weapons Sector
"We're disabling this bomb without Techon's help," replied Lieutenant Watson. "They all left at a different stop of the boarding frigate."

"Then I will disable it," Commander Lee replied. "Which wire should I cut?"

"Don't ask me," all other Nanakan marines said simultaneously.

"Fine," said Lee. "I'll cut the green one." All of the marines had their fingers crossed, hoping that Lee picked the right wire to cut....

"All specified units are pulled to the back, they are ready to attack the oncoming fleet." A tech said.
"Good," Walthour said. Why did something feel wrong, why wasn't he able to speak with the Nanaka marines, how were they busy?

The green wire was cut and the timer stopped - without any explosions.

"That was close," Lieutenant Watson commented.

"That's just luck," another marine said.

"How'd you guess green?" asked Watson.

"It's Roberto's favorite color," replied Lee. "If it was to be disabled via wires, they probably purposely did it that way."


The superweapon fired, shooting a huge laser beam into space. The beam soared though space and ripped through the hull of the Stalker mothership. The mothership exploded, killing all of the Stalkers on board. The Great System was the only problem remaining, or so they thought....

The Anubis was flying not that far from the United Glory's main cannon when it fired. The red beam sored past, the extreme heat going through the coldness of space, and dmaging the ship's shields just ever so slightly.
"Holy shit!" Jack Blake exclaimed.
"Wow, that is a really big gun," Sage Cornellis said, his jaw dropped open.
They heard about the Great System's fleet, and started to head to the back of the fleet, to help out.

The group of Nanakan marines left the weapons sector and headed back to the bridge, idly taking to each other. They eventually reached the bridge and reported what had happed to Admiral Clark.

After they had finished telling what had happened, they watched as the superweapon fired again, this time at the Great System's fleet.

[OOC: SO this thread is basically over, and now we can concentrate on Dark Alliance?

[OOC: Yes. However, the Dark Alliance is basically a huge space fight. Once the large fight is over, we "finish off" the Stalkers and give an official ending to both the Dark Alliance and this thread. We then start a third and final thread which finishes off the entire storyline started by this thread. After that, we assume Stalkers are gone, but they might come back months later in another RP if I'm bored.]

[OOC 2: Once the Dark Alliance and this thread are both over, I'll have them archived.]

--- Double Post ---

D*mn the forums!

.::BUMP::.
BUMP for two reasons. (1) So both RPs can be finished. (2) So I don't lose the threads via purging.

[OOC: A Scream in Space and A Dark Alliance are now over.]

Source (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2961460#2961460)
The teams of marines swarmed out of the crashed NSS Celestia and attacked the Stalkers before they could leave their pods. Dozens of shots were fired. Commander Johnson checked the radar. The dots of the enemy pods gradually disappeared. The Stalker invasion of the moon was finally stopped.

The survivors of the Celestia crash went back to the ship. The commander gave the order. Dozens of flares shot up to the sky. Scouts detected the flares and signaled others. Soon, hundreds of Nanakan Space Shuttles from orbit all over the moon started descending. They landed and picked up the crew. Frigates moved down to tow the crashed dreadnaught.

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Nanakan Space Shuttles



Meanwhile, back in orbit, the remaining Stalker ships grouped together. The Nanakan fleets tried to destroy them, but they appeared to have raised some sort of shielding around the whole fleet. Only one thing could destroy it.

The United Grand Celestial Glory charged up. By the time the crew of the Celestia were picked up, it was ready to open fire. Once all friendlies had cleared the area, the superweapon fired and destroyed the Stalker forces. The Stalker threat had finally been eliminated - or was it?

A pod ejected from the back of one of the Stalker ship just before the Stalker fleet was destroyed. One Stalker had escaped...

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The United Grand Celestial Glory

A Scream in Space III - A Greater Threat (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=135103)