Is that really necessary?catsonmeth wrote:... ... . . .Princess Luna wrote:Spoiler:Luna walked up to a palace of a house; it was several stories tall and had a massive garden. Luna knocked at the door and a few seconds later it opened; the former president stood there.
Cats: Luna! It’s nice to see you, how’s Equestria?
Luna: Equestria is doing fine but you need to answer me a few questions.
Cats: What’s going on?
Luna: Well, your no longer in power, that’s a start.
Cats: Ah yes, I “retired.” The Catian said putting his long clawed fingers in quotes.
Luna: What happened?
Cats: You should come inside, this story could take a while, and you have time right?
Luna: Of course, I arranged this whole week to stay on Kalali.
Cats: Excellent, Come in.
The former president led her into the lounge, which was accommodated, with a TV and a fridge.
Cats: Would you like to eat something?
Luna: No thanks, I already had lunch before a came here.
Cats: “Alright,” He went into the fridge and pulled out a tin soda can. “Have a seat” he said as he popped the tab open.
Luna: Right so why aren’t you in… office is it called?
Cats: Yes office is correct, So remember when there was that whole fiasco with you getting stuck with those robot folk?
Luna: “Yes, that was oh so much fun!” She said rolling her eyes.
Cats: Yeah well apparently I was supposed to take action against them.
Luna: That empire doesn’t exits anymore right?
Cats: Yes but that’s not important. So the house argued that I should have basically run the Scourage over their metallic heads. But I didn’t want to risk endangering you. I was sure Celestia was already mad that you were captured. I was half expecting her to personally show up at the office and cut my head off. Anyhow, because of that incident I was asked to make a retaliation or step down from power.
Luna: Isn’t that a tad absured, just because you disagreed with others in the office you were stripped of power.
Cats: Not really, Military is taken very seriously here. I denied action to attack, so it went to the people weather I should stay in office. And as you see, I was voted out.
Luna: This is insane, I don’t think you should have been kicked out like that. You should march back up there and demand you place back.
Cats: Hold on now, I’m not finished with my story. So now they have this new girl in power, goes by DVS. Only the office knows who she is, she wasn’t elected in by the people.
Luna: Hold on, the president is voted out but not in?
Cats: Yep, the Office decides who president is, most of the time. So now she’s in power, and we have no idea what to expect.
Luna: “This is crazy, I have the mind to blast through those doors myself and find out what she is up too, I’ll be back!” Luna wasn’t kidding, she got up and started to walk towards the door.
Cats: “Luna wait!” He got up and ran over to her. He stood in front of her. “I’m not done, I actually have a plan to take my position back…
Fenway's Empire RP
Is that really necessary?catsonmeth wrote:... ... . . .Princess Luna wrote:Spoiler:
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Re: Fenway's Empire RP
OOC: @Luna
NSCD is still around for now, and you would have been made to send the Scourage to ARK-1
Also, for reference, Zero's psychic field no longer cancels out the fields of others, as as soon as he was exposed to Luna's field, then Subject 46's and consequently PRIME-1's, the Type 1 began to decay into a normal Type 2, meaning Zero can work with other individuals possessing strong psychic abilities.
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:::ALPHA CITADEL GOVERNMENTAL SECTOR:::
:::RESIDENCE BLOCK:::
"Mavericks sighted, take cover"
Everyone jumped into one of the various indents of the wall of the residence block, including the two VIPs, even though they were perfectly able to take care of them selves
"I'm detecting a squad of close quarters fighters incoming, definitely maverick, gunner rigs take up position at the end of the hallway, stay prone and shoot fast, provide covering fire, once they have taken out the main force, CQB rigs will engage the remaining enemies, escort units will move Subject Zero and Commander Grey once the path is clear"
"Excuse me, but I have a better idea" spoke a voice from behind, this voice belonged to Commander Grey, second in command to Subject Zero, and Commander of the entire Skytherian military, "just let me through, and I'll deal with them"
"Don't be a fool" spoke another voice, belonging to Commander Greys direct superior, Subject Zero himself, "you are not to risk yourself"
"Watch me"
"That's an order Grey, stay back"
At this point, the Maverick squad entered the corridor, two heavy anti-personnel rigs opened fire into the three gunner rigs lying prone at the back, they hadn't anticipated this, the three gunners were disabled immediately.
"OPEN FIRE"
Eight or so CQB rigs swung out, firing at the AP rigs, two were disabled straight away with shots through their bodily CPU cores, and one more had its head, and its sensors, taken clean off by a bullet.
"Enough"
The dark grey skinned Skytherian stepped out into the corridor, a pulsing blue shield enveloped him, all shots from the AP units just bounced off.
Grey raised a hand, and pointed at the AP units, a bright yellow ball of energy began to form at his fingertips, slowly growing in size, as the AP units continued firing slug after slug at him, but they simply bounced off.
Suddenly the ball of energy exploded forwards, launching straight into the two units, melting their internal mechanisms and disabling them instantly, and taking out five of the CQB units behind them, the two left standing surrendered
A blue arm shot out from the side, grabbing Grey's shoulder, and dragging him back in
"Would you stop disobeying orders, you almost got yourself killed there" Zero shouted
"I was fine, you're the only problem here, if you'd have just let me do my thing, we would still have three gunners, and all eight CQBs"
"You were lucky, if those other two had chosen to open fire, you wouldn't have kept that shield up"
"you, might not have, but I could have"
"Keep it shut, let's get out if here"
The two remaining maverick units dropped their weapons on the floor, Zero's escort moved in to take them prisoner, however an order was sent to the officer, and the two mavericks were promptly executed, they were too much of a security risk to be taken prisoner.
:::END:::
NSCD is still around for now, and you would have been made to send the Scourage to ARK-1
Also, for reference, Zero's psychic field no longer cancels out the fields of others, as as soon as he was exposed to Luna's field, then Subject 46's and consequently PRIME-1's, the Type 1 began to decay into a normal Type 2, meaning Zero can work with other individuals possessing strong psychic abilities.
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:::ALPHA CITADEL GOVERNMENTAL SECTOR:::
:::RESIDENCE BLOCK:::
"Mavericks sighted, take cover"
Everyone jumped into one of the various indents of the wall of the residence block, including the two VIPs, even though they were perfectly able to take care of them selves
"I'm detecting a squad of close quarters fighters incoming, definitely maverick, gunner rigs take up position at the end of the hallway, stay prone and shoot fast, provide covering fire, once they have taken out the main force, CQB rigs will engage the remaining enemies, escort units will move Subject Zero and Commander Grey once the path is clear"
"Excuse me, but I have a better idea" spoke a voice from behind, this voice belonged to Commander Grey, second in command to Subject Zero, and Commander of the entire Skytherian military, "just let me through, and I'll deal with them"
"Don't be a fool" spoke another voice, belonging to Commander Greys direct superior, Subject Zero himself, "you are not to risk yourself"
"Watch me"
"That's an order Grey, stay back"
At this point, the Maverick squad entered the corridor, two heavy anti-personnel rigs opened fire into the three gunner rigs lying prone at the back, they hadn't anticipated this, the three gunners were disabled immediately.
"OPEN FIRE"
Eight or so CQB rigs swung out, firing at the AP rigs, two were disabled straight away with shots through their bodily CPU cores, and one more had its head, and its sensors, taken clean off by a bullet.
"Enough"
The dark grey skinned Skytherian stepped out into the corridor, a pulsing blue shield enveloped him, all shots from the AP units just bounced off.
Grey raised a hand, and pointed at the AP units, a bright yellow ball of energy began to form at his fingertips, slowly growing in size, as the AP units continued firing slug after slug at him, but they simply bounced off.
Suddenly the ball of energy exploded forwards, launching straight into the two units, melting their internal mechanisms and disabling them instantly, and taking out five of the CQB units behind them, the two left standing surrendered
A blue arm shot out from the side, grabbing Grey's shoulder, and dragging him back in
"Would you stop disobeying orders, you almost got yourself killed there" Zero shouted
"I was fine, you're the only problem here, if you'd have just let me do my thing, we would still have three gunners, and all eight CQBs"
"You were lucky, if those other two had chosen to open fire, you wouldn't have kept that shield up"
"you, might not have, but I could have"
"Keep it shut, let's get out if here"
The two remaining maverick units dropped their weapons on the floor, Zero's escort moved in to take them prisoner, however an order was sent to the officer, and the two mavericks were promptly executed, they were too much of a security risk to be taken prisoner.
:::END:::
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Re: Fenway's Empire RP
Luna, no. 1.) Equestria is owned by the EE 2.) Former leaders are likely not going to be put back in power. It makes little sense.
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Laina Arestor, a very high-ranking diplomat and military adviser, was hurrying to a dock where a small NeoRoman frigate waited. She was one of only 10 people with Chi level clearance, so it was paramount that they got her out from Cuuyth immediately. The new regime was incredibly hostile towards non-owl species, and despite her diplomatic mission and nearly 20 years of living in Cuuyth, it seemed they would be after her. The ship was ready, and she was being escorted to the dock by a shielded, armored truck, and a squad of highly-trained soldiers. They arrived at the dock without incident. Her guard accompanied her to the main terminal as the truck circled around to the cargo loading area for the ship to pick up. At the main gate, an owl looked up. Laina noticed the insignia of the old regime on it, which was good. This one hadn't been replaced yet. After showing her badge, the owl lifted the gate to the high-security loading area and Laina stepped through, her guard following her.
She approached the second checkpoint. The owl running this one looked up and immediately shut the gate. "You are not authorized to enter this area," he said. Laina pulled out her badge.
"I have authorization to board the NeoRoman ship waiting for me!" She said.
"Those badges are invalid as per Act III of the Foreign Species Act. If you want to go through, you are to report to the capital."
"We don't have time for this." Laina said. "I am completely authorized to enter the NeoRoman ship waiting for me in the dock!"
"If you want to pass, check in with the capital." Laina sighed, and she turned around with her guard. She dialed the ship.
"The dock is out, they are preventing me from leaving. Meet me directly outside the docking area."
"Roger," replied the ship's captain. "Taking off now." Laina exited the docking area and looked up to see the cruiser circling around and descending to the street. At the same time, she noticed several tanks coming from down the road. One of her guards pinned her to the ground as a high-velocity shell rocketed past, smashing into the dock's outer wall and raining dust and stone on them. Several railguns went off and pounded into the cruiser's shields, which held, but only just. It lowered the ramp as it reached the ground. Laina got up and began running towards the ship, her guard shielding her as small-arms fire and other weaponry tried to take her down. Another series of railgun shots smashed into the cruiser, piercing the shield and causing severe damage to it. Laina ran up the ramp as the ship began lifting off. They almost made it. There were several explosions as the engines failed, and Laina last remembered the ship crashing into a few houses and an owl platoon marching up to her before she fell unconscious.
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Laina Arestor, a very high-ranking diplomat and military adviser, was hurrying to a dock where a small NeoRoman frigate waited. She was one of only 10 people with Chi level clearance, so it was paramount that they got her out from Cuuyth immediately. The new regime was incredibly hostile towards non-owl species, and despite her diplomatic mission and nearly 20 years of living in Cuuyth, it seemed they would be after her. The ship was ready, and she was being escorted to the dock by a shielded, armored truck, and a squad of highly-trained soldiers. They arrived at the dock without incident. Her guard accompanied her to the main terminal as the truck circled around to the cargo loading area for the ship to pick up. At the main gate, an owl looked up. Laina noticed the insignia of the old regime on it, which was good. This one hadn't been replaced yet. After showing her badge, the owl lifted the gate to the high-security loading area and Laina stepped through, her guard following her.
She approached the second checkpoint. The owl running this one looked up and immediately shut the gate. "You are not authorized to enter this area," he said. Laina pulled out her badge.
"I have authorization to board the NeoRoman ship waiting for me!" She said.
"Those badges are invalid as per Act III of the Foreign Species Act. If you want to go through, you are to report to the capital."
"We don't have time for this." Laina said. "I am completely authorized to enter the NeoRoman ship waiting for me in the dock!"
"If you want to pass, check in with the capital." Laina sighed, and she turned around with her guard. She dialed the ship.
"The dock is out, they are preventing me from leaving. Meet me directly outside the docking area."
"Roger," replied the ship's captain. "Taking off now." Laina exited the docking area and looked up to see the cruiser circling around and descending to the street. At the same time, she noticed several tanks coming from down the road. One of her guards pinned her to the ground as a high-velocity shell rocketed past, smashing into the dock's outer wall and raining dust and stone on them. Several railguns went off and pounded into the cruiser's shields, which held, but only just. It lowered the ramp as it reached the ground. Laina got up and began running towards the ship, her guard shielding her as small-arms fire and other weaponry tried to take her down. Another series of railgun shots smashed into the cruiser, piercing the shield and causing severe damage to it. Laina ran up the ramp as the ship began lifting off. They almost made it. There were several explosions as the engines failed, and Laina last remembered the ship crashing into a few houses and an owl platoon marching up to her before she fell unconscious.
Re: Fenway's Empire RP
1. I know that, I don't know why you brought that up, I don't think I mentioned Equestria being part of Cavnin spaceUnit 340 wrote:Luna, no. 1.) Equestria is owned by the EE 2.) Former leaders are likely not going to be put back in power. It makes little sense.
2. Darn I was going to have a whole intricate side story of how CVN returned to his seat of power. And considering how he was taken out of power, I think it would make perfect sense.
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Re: Fenway's Empire RP
General Saxon had just walked into the office of General Kamkin, head of the Intelligence Directorate.
Saxon: I suggest we remove all HUMINT (Human Intelligence) assets from the Strigiforme world Cuuyth, both deep-cover and regular.
Kamkin: Now why would I do that? They have provided valuable intelligence.
Saxon: Yes, I know. But the new regime is extremely hostile to all non-owl species.
Kamkin: Hold on one second... *reads a report that just came in about the NeoRoman cruiser being shot down*
Saxon: What's that you're reading?
Kamkin: A report that proves your information is correct. We have about 2 owl agents in Cuuyth, but I guess the human agents will have to go.
Saxon: I'll be off then.
//ABOARD CBP STATION 4-1 IN THE ANSTRILIA SYSTEM//
Sensor Officer: Sir! A ship just came out of warp about 10km away.
Station Captain: Hail it and dispatch one of the Omahas to search it.
Ship Captain: We know your protocol, our engines are powered down and our entire crew is on the bridge.
Station Captain: Good. Prepare to be boarded, and transmit your identification codes. Switching to the Omaha frigate's channel, he said, "Be on your guard. Something smells fishy." "Rodger that," came the reply.
Comms Officer: The codes are valid sir.
Station Captain: Carry on then.
When the Omaha came to about 500 meters away from the ship, 10 CBP officers flew out in space-combat suits and accessed the airlock of the ship. As they searched, they banged on walls and such to search for hidden compartments. All the while the crew was guarded my 2 officers. What they found astonished them. Hidden in a dummy reactor chamber were 10 gauss SMGs and 100kg of the dangerous and highly illegal drug Lalipip. The sergeant sent a transmission to the station detailing their findings. "Place them all under arrest and tow the ship back to the station," the captain said.
Saxon: I suggest we remove all HUMINT (Human Intelligence) assets from the Strigiforme world Cuuyth, both deep-cover and regular.
Kamkin: Now why would I do that? They have provided valuable intelligence.
Saxon: Yes, I know. But the new regime is extremely hostile to all non-owl species.
Kamkin: Hold on one second... *reads a report that just came in about the NeoRoman cruiser being shot down*
Saxon: What's that you're reading?
Kamkin: A report that proves your information is correct. We have about 2 owl agents in Cuuyth, but I guess the human agents will have to go.
Saxon: I'll be off then.
//ABOARD CBP STATION 4-1 IN THE ANSTRILIA SYSTEM//
Sensor Officer: Sir! A ship just came out of warp about 10km away.
Station Captain: Hail it and dispatch one of the Omahas to search it.
Ship Captain: We know your protocol, our engines are powered down and our entire crew is on the bridge.
Station Captain: Good. Prepare to be boarded, and transmit your identification codes. Switching to the Omaha frigate's channel, he said, "Be on your guard. Something smells fishy." "Rodger that," came the reply.
Comms Officer: The codes are valid sir.
Station Captain: Carry on then.
When the Omaha came to about 500 meters away from the ship, 10 CBP officers flew out in space-combat suits and accessed the airlock of the ship. As they searched, they banged on walls and such to search for hidden compartments. All the while the crew was guarded my 2 officers. What they found astonished them. Hidden in a dummy reactor chamber were 10 gauss SMGs and 100kg of the dangerous and highly illegal drug Lalipip. The sergeant sent a transmission to the station detailing their findings. "Place them all under arrest and tow the ship back to the station," the captain said.
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Re: Fenway's Empire RP
As per new Defense Edict 8, all owls over the age of 60 must report to military centers for basic training. Any owl may be required to serve at any time. All heavy industrial facilities may also be seize by the military during a crisis, but their owners will be reimbursed with war bonds after he crisis.
We also formally apologize to NeoRome for the incidents at the spaceport. We take our allies seriously, but our forces are instructed to allow no non-owls off planet.
We also formally apologize to NeoRome for the incidents at the spaceport. We take our allies seriously, but our forces are instructed to allow no non-owls off planet.
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Re: Fenway's Empire RP
A loudspeaker boomed from one of the aerial platforms deftly hovering within the confines of the worldcraft's enclosed city, and was soon joined by its brethren in casting out waves of patriotic music to the masses of men and women below. The mob was hardly organized, but nor was it unruly, kept under control by the squadrons of armed infantrymen marching alongside the citizens. The two vastly different social castes moving in unision created a rather surreal picture; military officers dressed in olive green, expensively decorated uniforms providing a stark contrast to the drab, torn, piecemeal clothing worn by the denizens of the massive worldship. And these were the nobility, the elite, those who had clawed their way up to success.
Further out still were those who refused to partake in the celebration entirely, unable to be coerced out of their living quarters and staring hungrily out from the shadows at the procession. Their glowing eyes shown out of the darkness, intently tracking the food being tossed from the flying platforms and cringing in envy as handfuls of the parading Dominates bent to pick them up. And yet all of their attentions snapped to the the plaza in which the parade was dispersing into as a massive banner unfurled from an ivory obelisk at its center. The crimson fabric was clearly silk, a valuable commodity that must have been terribly expensive to obtain in such a quantity. The banner slowly unfurled to reveal an artistic depiction of Leader Negata, and on cue several of the platforms hovering above the event let out a resounding cry - All hail the glorious leader!.
From a mile away, Marvin Calder let out a tortured sigh. It had taken him weeks to successfully infiltrate the multi-kilometer vessel, twice that to find a nice vantage point amid an abandoned building. He had hoped that this one event would set itself aside from the countless displays of poverty and dispair he had endured while trekking in his black cowl, but that was clearly not the case.
"If anything, it only proves the exact opposite." he muttered.
"The opposite of what?" came a voice from behind the human, but before he could twist his back to look at the voice's source he felt a searing jab through his shoulderblades. Years of military training tried to stop the coldness spreading like a pathogen throughout Calder's body as he fell to the ground, but it was all he could do to spare one last glance at his assailant. And, despite the numbness, felt his jaw drop as he did so.
"Y-you're-"
But the face identical to the one on the crimson banner made no move to respond, lifting a finger and grimacing slightly as a bolt of energy lanced out from the tip and into Marvin's forehead. Thoughts, dreams, memories...the man could feel all of them rapidly being ripped from his mind, until nothing remained. And then there was white.
Further out still were those who refused to partake in the celebration entirely, unable to be coerced out of their living quarters and staring hungrily out from the shadows at the procession. Their glowing eyes shown out of the darkness, intently tracking the food being tossed from the flying platforms and cringing in envy as handfuls of the parading Dominates bent to pick them up. And yet all of their attentions snapped to the the plaza in which the parade was dispersing into as a massive banner unfurled from an ivory obelisk at its center. The crimson fabric was clearly silk, a valuable commodity that must have been terribly expensive to obtain in such a quantity. The banner slowly unfurled to reveal an artistic depiction of Leader Negata, and on cue several of the platforms hovering above the event let out a resounding cry - All hail the glorious leader!.
From a mile away, Marvin Calder let out a tortured sigh. It had taken him weeks to successfully infiltrate the multi-kilometer vessel, twice that to find a nice vantage point amid an abandoned building. He had hoped that this one event would set itself aside from the countless displays of poverty and dispair he had endured while trekking in his black cowl, but that was clearly not the case.
"If anything, it only proves the exact opposite." he muttered.
"The opposite of what?" came a voice from behind the human, but before he could twist his back to look at the voice's source he felt a searing jab through his shoulderblades. Years of military training tried to stop the coldness spreading like a pathogen throughout Calder's body as he fell to the ground, but it was all he could do to spare one last glance at his assailant. And, despite the numbness, felt his jaw drop as he did so.
"Y-you're-"
But the face identical to the one on the crimson banner made no move to respond, lifting a finger and grimacing slightly as a bolt of energy lanced out from the tip and into Marvin's forehead. Thoughts, dreams, memories...the man could feel all of them rapidly being ripped from his mind, until nothing remained. And then there was white.
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Re: Fenway's Empire RP
Nex read the report about Neo Cruiser being shot down.
"Hmm. Hey Jack have you seen this?"
"What?"
"A Neo cruiser got shot down on the Owl home planet."
"Good to know Nex but we can't really go to war with just that."
"Yea, Yea, How's the ship production going."
"50 squads of fighters, 4 cruisers, 7 frigates, a WIP dread named Catvis Last."
"Where's Little?"
"Vis"
"Ah."
Meanwhile:
A Orion Confederation trader was enjoying a cup of coffee when 2 squads of fighters shot past the station he was living in.
"Alert incom-"
The cold black deepness of space was the last thing he saw.
A automatic message was left on the station. "FOR THE SYNDICATE!"
"Hmm. Hey Jack have you seen this?"
"What?"
"A Neo cruiser got shot down on the Owl home planet."
"Good to know Nex but we can't really go to war with just that."
"Yea, Yea, How's the ship production going."
"50 squads of fighters, 4 cruisers, 7 frigates, a WIP dread named Catvis Last."
"Where's Little?"
"Vis"
"Ah."
Meanwhile:
A Orion Confederation trader was enjoying a cup of coffee when 2 squads of fighters shot past the station he was living in.
"Alert incom-"
The cold black deepness of space was the last thing he saw.
A automatic message was left on the station. "FOR THE SYNDICATE!"
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Re: Fenway's Empire RP
Advisor Lorkhan: Tiber! did you see the news?
Emperor Tiber: No?
Advisor Lorkhan: can't believe we didn't get this information first, but apparently some neorome ship was shot down on a planet full of birds when the birds turned all racist and started killing everything non-bird.
Emperor Tiber: HAHAHAHAHA!!! *Cough* hehehe. now seriously, why are you here?
Advisor Lorkhan: I'm serious. they are killing human and humanoids. basically anything without feathers
Emperor Tiber: birds are killing humans? how do they even... nevermind that, do they pose a threat yet?
Advisor Lorkhan: not yet, but they might
Emperor Tiber: tell me when they do, until then im going to go skiing for the weekend on stonesky.
Emperor Tiber: No?
Advisor Lorkhan: can't believe we didn't get this information first, but apparently some neorome ship was shot down on a planet full of birds when the birds turned all racist and started killing everything non-bird.
Emperor Tiber: HAHAHAHAHA!!! *Cough* hehehe. now seriously, why are you here?
Advisor Lorkhan: I'm serious. they are killing human and humanoids. basically anything without feathers
Emperor Tiber: birds are killing humans? how do they even... nevermind that, do they pose a threat yet?
Advisor Lorkhan: not yet, but they might
Emperor Tiber: tell me when they do, until then im going to go skiing for the weekend on stonesky.
Nickname:Emperor_Revan(and roleplay)
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Re: Fenway's Empire RP
It was night time now, CVN was waiting outside the Office grounds. When Luna showed up next to him.
Cats: Alright you ready.
Luna: I hope so. I can't believe I agreed to do this.
Cats: It will all be worth it in the end.
Luna: Lets go, grab onto me.
Cats took hold of her as she flew over the gates and garden, she lit up a thermic and optic blinding spell, preventing the sentries from seeing them. When they got close to the wall she teleported them into the building. Cats got up and looked around to find themselves in the "library".
Cats: Perfect, we are in the main file storage room.
He walked over to a computer and powered it on. He typed in a few pass codes and started searching though files.
Cats: I... Can't find her. She doesn't even exist according to records. (He looked for a few more minutes) Her records aren't in here, maybe they keep them somewhere else.
After a while of eliminating rooms her files would possibly be in, they found themselves at the door of the President's office itself.
Cats: Just walk in, theres no security system here.
They opened the door and looked around. Cats looked at the desk and saw stacks of circuit boards and wires. He looked further and saw that there was a wire that connected the circuit on the desk to the wall.
Luna: What is that?
Cats: Its a drone core, it controls the actions of drones and such, this is a Nest model, made to use on the automated drone carriers. Thats odd, why does the president have a drone core sitting in her office?
He looked at it further and saw something engraved on one of the circuit boards.
Cats: Luna could you give me some light, I can't read this.
When she shone the light on the board there were three letters that said DVS.
Cats recoiled back in horror as if he had been stabbed.
Luna: Whats wrong!? She asked franticly.
Cats: The president is a modified carrier pilot! We've found enough tonight lets get out of here.
Cats: Alright you ready.
Luna: I hope so. I can't believe I agreed to do this.
Cats: It will all be worth it in the end.
Luna: Lets go, grab onto me.
Cats took hold of her as she flew over the gates and garden, she lit up a thermic and optic blinding spell, preventing the sentries from seeing them. When they got close to the wall she teleported them into the building. Cats got up and looked around to find themselves in the "library".
Cats: Perfect, we are in the main file storage room.
He walked over to a computer and powered it on. He typed in a few pass codes and started searching though files.
Cats: I... Can't find her. She doesn't even exist according to records. (He looked for a few more minutes) Her records aren't in here, maybe they keep them somewhere else.
After a while of eliminating rooms her files would possibly be in, they found themselves at the door of the President's office itself.
Cats: Just walk in, theres no security system here.
They opened the door and looked around. Cats looked at the desk and saw stacks of circuit boards and wires. He looked further and saw that there was a wire that connected the circuit on the desk to the wall.
Luna: What is that?
Cats: Its a drone core, it controls the actions of drones and such, this is a Nest model, made to use on the automated drone carriers. Thats odd, why does the president have a drone core sitting in her office?
He looked at it further and saw something engraved on one of the circuit boards.
Cats: Luna could you give me some light, I can't read this.
When she shone the light on the board there were three letters that said DVS.
Cats recoiled back in horror as if he had been stabbed.
Luna: Whats wrong!? She asked franticly.
Cats: The president is a modified carrier pilot! We've found enough tonight lets get out of here.
"The Sky is the Limit"
Commander Error wrote:"Titan" - Moves slightly quicker than a glacier, on a good day.
Prototype wrote:F-14s are just gay Tornados.
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Professor Fenway
- Texture Artist
- Posts:1506
- Joined:Wed Dec 05, 2012 10:47 pm
- Affiliation:Novus Roma
- Location:Neither Here nor There
Re: Fenway's Empire RP
Zeroth was quickly brought to speed on the most pressing issue, the NeoRoman-cruiser that was shot down. It was... interesting. Surely there must be another way around this. He composed a message while his core chamber was delicately transferred to the Aurora III
//MESSAGE TO- Strigiforme Empire//
As you are no doubt aware, a NeoRoman cruiser containing a very-high level diplomat and security adviser was shot down recently in an attempt to leave Strigiforme space. From their final transmissions, I presume that they were concerned about their safety from the anti-species policies you have been enacting. Her concerns are understandable and allowable. However, your decision to deny all non-owl species from leaving is very unreasonable.
As such, I must ask for a compromise. The safety of all NeoRoman citizens, whether current or former, is within my best interests. I first ask that Laina, and any surviving members of her crew, are to be returned to NeoRome at once. She is a valuable member of our government and the loss of her is unacceptable. Her return stands even if she lost her life in the crash. This is non-negotiable, and a battleship will arrive in your capital space shortly to pick her up.
My second request, is that all current NeoRoman citizens visiting your nation, whether temporarily or permanently, be allowed to leave the nation. Among these are prestigious members of well-known NeoRoman institutions. If they cannot find a route home, we will send several ships to pick them up at each world.
I regret that your current policies are so anti-species, but it is not within my power to control your government policies. All I ask is that NeoRome may recover those of its own nation, if they desire to leave.
//END//
Zeroth then turned to other matters. Such as the deteriorating environmental condition of the capital, Antioch. If he was correct, the entire ecosystem had been destroyed in the last 50 years, and the planet was becoming an industrial wasteland. It would be expensive, but it would be necessary.
//MESSAGE TO- Strigiforme Empire//
As you are no doubt aware, a NeoRoman cruiser containing a very-high level diplomat and security adviser was shot down recently in an attempt to leave Strigiforme space. From their final transmissions, I presume that they were concerned about their safety from the anti-species policies you have been enacting. Her concerns are understandable and allowable. However, your decision to deny all non-owl species from leaving is very unreasonable.
As such, I must ask for a compromise. The safety of all NeoRoman citizens, whether current or former, is within my best interests. I first ask that Laina, and any surviving members of her crew, are to be returned to NeoRome at once. She is a valuable member of our government and the loss of her is unacceptable. Her return stands even if she lost her life in the crash. This is non-negotiable, and a battleship will arrive in your capital space shortly to pick her up.
My second request, is that all current NeoRoman citizens visiting your nation, whether temporarily or permanently, be allowed to leave the nation. Among these are prestigious members of well-known NeoRoman institutions. If they cannot find a route home, we will send several ships to pick them up at each world.
I regret that your current policies are so anti-species, but it is not within my power to control your government policies. All I ask is that NeoRome may recover those of its own nation, if they desire to leave.
//END//
Zeroth then turned to other matters. Such as the deteriorating environmental condition of the capital, Antioch. If he was correct, the entire ecosystem had been destroyed in the last 50 years, and the planet was becoming an industrial wasteland. It would be expensive, but it would be necessary.
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DeadlyMiddie
- Ensign
- Posts:248
- Joined:Sun Jan 06, 2013 3:59 pm
- Affiliation:The Orion Imperium
- Location:Mars
Re: Fenway's Empire RP
They did what?! General Saxon yelled into his phone. He had just gotten the news about the attack on the trader's station. Let me tell the Chancellor. He probably won't be happy.
//5 MINUTES LATER//
Saxon: Apparently, the Obsidian Syndicate has destroyed one of our trade posts in their territory.
Chancellor Anderson: Please inform those schmucks that we don't take kindly to them attacking defenseless trade posts for no reason.
//TRANSMISSION TO THE OBSIDIAN SYNDICATE//
The Orion Confederation would like to inform you that destroying defenseless trade posts will not be tolerated. It is counter-productive to both of out economies. If you continue, we will be forced to take measures against it, and we both don't want that, now do we?
//END//
The 1st Fleet is now on yellow alert.
//5 MINUTES LATER//
Saxon: Apparently, the Obsidian Syndicate has destroyed one of our trade posts in their territory.
Chancellor Anderson: Please inform those schmucks that we don't take kindly to them attacking defenseless trade posts for no reason.
//TRANSMISSION TO THE OBSIDIAN SYNDICATE//
The Orion Confederation would like to inform you that destroying defenseless trade posts will not be tolerated. It is counter-productive to both of out economies. If you continue, we will be forced to take measures against it, and we both don't want that, now do we?
//END//
The 1st Fleet is now on yellow alert.
Lead Me, Follow Me, or Get Out of My Way- General George S. Patton Jr.
Re: Fenway's Empire RP
>>Message To Orion Confederation<<
If you would so kindly stay out of the way. Stay in your sector.
Thank you and have a nice day.
-Jack Root
Little
Nex
Soulsearcher
>>End Message<<
>>Message To All O.S Planets<<
No one from the Orion Confederation is allowed to leave your sector.
Anyone who disobeys will be shot on sight.
>>Message End<<
"Step up the security for those sectors."
"Yes sir and sir?"
"Yes Commander?"
"What about the old, sick, wounded, also children."
"Kill them all."
If you would so kindly stay out of the way. Stay in your sector.
Thank you and have a nice day.
-Jack Root
Little
Nex
Soulsearcher
>>End Message<<
>>Message To All O.S Planets<<
No one from the Orion Confederation is allowed to leave your sector.
Anyone who disobeys will be shot on sight.
>>Message End<<
"Step up the security for those sectors."
"Yes sir and sir?"
"Yes Commander?"
"What about the old, sick, wounded, also children."
"Kill them all."
Fate has a cruel sense of humor.
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DeadlyMiddie
- Ensign
- Posts:248
- Joined:Sun Jan 06, 2013 3:59 pm
- Affiliation:The Orion Imperium
- Location:Mars
Re: Fenway's Empire RP
//ENCRYPTION LEVEL 60 ZULU FLASH TRAFFIC TO THE 1ST AND 2ND FLEETS//
YOUR ORDERS ARE TO MOBILIZE IMMEDIATELY AND PREPARE FOR WAR WITH THE OBSIDIAN SYNDICATE. DO NOT ATTACK YET. WE ARE TRYING TO DEFUSE THE SITUATION
//END//
The 3rd and Home Fleets are mobilizing as well
//TRANSMISSION TO THE OBSIDIAN SYNDICATE//
Why in the name of God our you hostile toward us? We have done nothing to you. Our probes our also telling us that you are destroying our citizens' ships that are trying to leave you space. Cease all hostile actions, or there will be repercussions.
//END//
//IN CHANCELLOR ANDERSON'S OFFICE//
Anderson on the phone with Confederation Command: I want the HADES ARROW primed to fire in 3 hours if need be.
General Miller: Yes sir. It will be ready
YOUR ORDERS ARE TO MOBILIZE IMMEDIATELY AND PREPARE FOR WAR WITH THE OBSIDIAN SYNDICATE. DO NOT ATTACK YET. WE ARE TRYING TO DEFUSE THE SITUATION
//END//
The 3rd and Home Fleets are mobilizing as well
//TRANSMISSION TO THE OBSIDIAN SYNDICATE//
Why in the name of God our you hostile toward us? We have done nothing to you. Our probes our also telling us that you are destroying our citizens' ships that are trying to leave you space. Cease all hostile actions, or there will be repercussions.
//END//
//IN CHANCELLOR ANDERSON'S OFFICE//
Anderson on the phone with Confederation Command: I want the HADES ARROW primed to fire in 3 hours if need be.
General Miller: Yes sir. It will be ready
Lead Me, Follow Me, or Get Out of My Way- General George S. Patton Jr.
Re: Fenway's Empire RP
"Little is it ready?"
"For its test firing? Yes."
"Good."
>>Message To Orion Confederation<<
Stay in your sector. This your last warning.
If you put even one fighter into our space we will be forced to take action.
>>Message End<<
"Sir Fleets 1-7 are mobilized and 8-10 are refitting as we speak."
"Good."
"For its test firing? Yes."
"Good."
>>Message To Orion Confederation<<
Stay in your sector. This your last warning.
If you put even one fighter into our space we will be forced to take action.
>>Message End<<
"Sir Fleets 1-7 are mobilized and 8-10 are refitting as we speak."
"Good."
Fate has a cruel sense of humor.