Faction infos and propogandas / Empires RP

[DeadlyMiddie]

Imperator Tellaeya decided that enough was enough. He sent a message to every fleet in the Imperium.
//PRIORITY 1 MESSAGE FROM THE IMPERATOR//
ALL FLEETS ARE TO CEASE ACTION AND WARP TO NEOROME. DON'T WORRY ABOUT THEIR DEFENSE FLEETS; FIRE EVERYTHING THAT YOU HAVE AT THEIR CAPITAL WORLD.
MAKE THEM SUE FOR PEACE.
//END//

Across the galaxy, the Imperial fleets suddenly warped out of action, leaving their opponents confused. Then they appeared over NeoRome. Instant panic ensued as the ships fired round after round, bomb after bomb, and missile after missile at military, civilian, and government targets alike. The only fleet not there was the home fleet. The Emperor's Will was still locked in its duel with the Aurora as well, as both ships couldn't warp away from their fight to the death.

[Vinyl]

== Orion Imperium Space ==
Power temporarily restored, the message was sent - redirect all incoming fleets to the Imperial homeworld, survivors here be damned.
As the communication made its way, the attacking Imperials suddenly left. "Good, at least they won't have to worry about them for now. Maybe we could even assist our incoming comrades in the assault..." he thought silently to himself.

[Error]

Detecting the direction they left in, a scout relayed an "ohshitohshit" message to Novus. A battle fleet was assembled hastily, accompanied by a hospital ship, and jumped to NeoRome. Upon arrival, they fanned out, closing rapidly with the Emperor's Will, pounding it mercilessly as the hospital ships moved towards the planet.

[Vinyl]

== En Route To Imperium Space ==
Upon reception of the message, the fleets immediately made a major course alteration.

== Battle Debris Field ==
The Lieutenant had restored engine power, as well as life support and artificial gravity but only to the bridge and surrounding corridors, shortly before their suit power ran out. All possible bulkheads were sealed and everywhere but the bridge was taken offline. Air hissing in, those present removed their helmets and took whatever posts they could. The crew of 11 then began sending out messages to all ships in the vicinity.

[Prototype]

:::ARK-1:::
:::CITADEL:::
News was relayed in about the assault on NeoRome.

The Archetype has been ordered to engage hostile flagship the Emperor's will, ordered to eliminate the ship with extreme prejudice.

3rd Fleet is being sent to assist witht the defence of NeoRome.

Use of the Devil system has been threatened

:::END:::

[Error]

OOC, I feel like the Imperium, instead of pulling the one not so nasty mob, pulled him, his buddies, and the boss all at once, and is not in ohshitohshitohshit mode.

[Prototype]

OOC: Imperium is basically fucked.

[DeadlyMiddie]

The Imperium had one last card up its sleeve. The ARCHANGEL System. A cannon that could knock a planet out of orbit easily, simultaneously destabilizing its core. This cannon aligned with a random planet in the NeoRoman capital system (not NeoRome), and fired. The shot went into warpspace, came out just above the atmosphere of the planet, plunged down, and detonated.

//ABOARD IMPERIAL FLAGSHIP EMPEROR'S WILL//
Fleet Admiral Teknem knew that he was going to die. He had not 1, but 2 super-ships arrayed against him, plus countless smaller vessels. He gave the command that would make his command, and his life, go out with a bang.
"This is Admiral Teknem. I am activating BROKEN ARROW. Gentlemen, get to your escape pods. It has been an honor serving with you. You have served you country and ship well." All of the weapons on the ship stopped firing, and overcharged to 2000%. Simultaneously, the containment field in the antimatter reactor turned off. The resulting explosion absolutely annihilated the Emperor's Will, and caused extreme damage to the Archetype and the Aurora. They would be out of action for a long, long time.

[Professor Fenway]

The Hierarch has had enough.

NeoRome, of course, still possessed multiple super-weapons. And Imperium had just destroyed a world with more than 100 billion people, and destroyed an entire infrastructure network. In their eyes, the Imperium was irredeemably an enemy. A nemesis.

In a rather distant system, a small signal activated a massive orbital installation that had lain unused and nearly forgotten for nearly 50 years. Nearly 20 hexagonal rings surrounded a central barrel, a core, each connected via three small bridges of steel. The barrel was etched and lined in power conduits and warp generators. At the back of the barrel, the main body of the gun, a massive reactor chamber was surrounded in three gyroscopic rings that even now still spun, keeping the weapon in standby.

The 20 hexagonal rings began spinning with the bridges, arcing power between them and the barrel, bright blue electrical sparks. After a short while, the bridges disconnected and folded onto the barrel, leaving the rings freely spinning, and forming a very strong power conduit. Power instantly arced down the barrel when the bridges folded, and it began to glow a very intense blue. The rings spun faster, and the warp field was intense enough to begin to distort the installation.

Installation began to rotate, very minutely, before finally settling on a position. A small, weak little star in the stellar field. Light was emitted constantly from the end of the barrel. It began redshifting, drastically. The distortions became even more intense before the installation was nearly unrecognizable and invisible from afar. And with a flash, a massive vortex opened and the gun discharged a blinding ray of light through the space-time vortex. The distortions followed a small black object passing through the vortex, and the vortex closed. And now the lights shut off. The rings stopped spinning, the bridges caught them. And the facility entered a shutdown phase.


-1000 KM above Cyrania's Star-

A small vortex opened, and disgorged a black object. No light was ever emitted from this object. And the vortex was completely imperceptible, given the massive energy output of the star. It closed.

The object raced towards the sun, and in the process, a small film of gas began to be lifted from the star. It became more intense with time, and then the object plunged into the star and vanished.

It would be days, weeks, maybe even a month or two before the effects of this object were visible. But the damage was done. A death sentence was on the star and every planet in the system. Once the star lost it's core, it would be too late for the system.

[DeadlyMiddie]

The citizens of the Cyrania system came to their senses. Massive riots occured at the Imperial Palace. The rioters were being shot at by the Palace guards, and it looked like a lost cause. Until the commander of the Cyrania Imperial Guard force decided that he wasn't part if the Imperium anymore, and marched an infantry battalion onto the palace grounds to lay seige to it. His troops gained access, killed all the guards, and detained Imperator Tellaeya. The Imperial commander then sent out a message.
//MESSAGE TO ALL NATIONS HOSTILE TO THE ORION IMPERIUM//
THIS IS COMMANDER O'DAY OF THE CYRANIAN IMPERIAL GUARD. IMPERATOR TELLAEYA HAS BEEN DETAINED. WE WOULD LIKE TO END THE WAR. THE ENTIRE CYRANIA SYSTEM IS BACK UNDER THE CONFEDERATION FLAG. EVACUATIONS ARE ALSO COMMENCING TO THE TITUS SYSTEM.
//END//

[Error]

Almost on cue, the 52nd Heavy Assault fleet arrived in orbit over Cyrania, just in time to recieve the message. Disabling weapons, they settled into orbit over the system and began unloading dropships, two battalions of marines to secure the Cyranian capital and evacuate the civilians.

//MESSAGE: NOVAN STAR NAVY VESSEL _Solitude_ TO _Cyranian Governmental Facilities_//

This is Commander Aerus of the 52nd fleet to Commander O'Day, Imperial Guard. You and your forces are being officialy detained for your part in the Orion Imperium coup and war. You will be detained in the Novan Commonwealth until the Galactic Security Initiative can decide upon a date and venue for trial.

I understand you have detained your head of state, however, this does not negate your role in the Imperium. Order your forces to stand down, and we will assist in evacuations. Your civilian citizens will not be tried for the crimes of the Imperium.

/Message End/

/Message to all GSI member states, from Markus Korriman/

Imperium forces are being detained for trial. Do not make any harsh moves, they will be held responsible for tbeir crimes. Cyrania is under control, but there are likely skill Imerium forces out there. Be cautious.

[Vinyl]

Immediately after arrival, the comm stations became flooded with transmissions. Almost as fast as they arrived, ship after ship prepared to make a return trip as soon as all the heat had been evacuated. The war, and battle, was canceled. The issue of resolving the remaining issues would be delegated to those more suited to the task.
Several ships did not arrive anywhere near Cyrania, instead meeting with ships such as the Broadband Inquistion, deploying slipspace tugs to begin ferrying the wrecks back home. A couple guard clusters were posted around the area, protecting whomever was left.

[Professor Fenway]

And now NeoRome picked itself up at the end of the battle.

The Aurora IV fared off relatively well. Aside from the minor matter of the Emperor's Will detonating, it escaped with little damage. It was built and designed to withstand a super-weapon, with a specially shaped hull and shield system to deflect most blasts. But it would take months before it was fully repaired.

The rest of the fleets were another story. Each battle fleet was the cumulative effort of years of work, research, all thrown away for little cause. Human greed and insuffering. The NeoRoman military was crippled. But at least the outdated ships were destroyed, sparing them the costs of their upgrading.

And infrastructure. Loss of civilian life. Massive. Death tolls exceeded 200 Billion from the three besieged systems and the military casualties. Unacceptable in all respects. Major trade lanes were completely ridden with debris, making them unable to be navigated. And debris from the battle fleets would continue to rain down on the planets for months, and hardly anything remained to sweep up the debris.

Cybran, a once vibrant civilian world in the NeoRoman capital system, was now completely destroyed. Destabilized. It broke apart hours after the weapons detonation, taking with it nearly every person alive on the planet. It now inhabited it's former orbit in a massive cloud of dust, debris.


And then of course the matter of the super-weapon. Nothing could be done to avoid the outcome. From the distant system, the installation monitored the readings of the star from multiple stealth ships that crawled around the sun, invisible from sheer energy blinding. The star was showing an early release of high energy x-rays. It was going quickly.

In a small orbital station, the Hierarch read the proclamations of O'Day, the messages of other nations. He turned his head to a second monitor, noting the progress bar on the screen and the image of Cyrania's yellow star, showing a cutaway. It marked multiple points of interest in this cutaway, one being the ominous black dot heading towards the core. The timer above it was counting down. 5 days, 22 hours, 22 minutes and 56 seconds. He sighed and pulled open a desk drawer under the monitor. Inside it was a small pistol, a positively ancient gunpowder based weapon. He picked it up and read the inscription on it- Colt. This had been preserved for thousands of years for one purpose. He released the clip and checked it- one bullet left. Described to him in one of the secret documents, of course. He replaced the clip.

He placed the gun under his chin, pointing up, and pulled the trigger.

[Error]

The aging Sanctuary Fleet, comprised of old Novan hospital ships, arrived over NeoRome. Having recieved word from the 11th fleet about the damage done by the short lived Imperium, the 40 ships in the fleet spread out and descended towards the planet, as doctors and nurses scrambled to get their equipment ready.

Over Cyrania, the star's destabilization had not gone unnoticed. A number of ships clearsd out their hangars to make space ofr Confederation civlians, and the Marines on the surface were still moving Imperium forces offworld.

/Message from M. Korriman, Novus High Command, to NeoRoman Dominion governmental offices/

Hierarch Ash,

I recently recieved word about NeoRome. I ordered the Sanctuary fleet there to assist with recovery, if possible. Imperator Tellaeya is in our custody, and has been tried for crimes against the Novan Commonwealth. He's been sentenced to life in prison, but you get to try him first. He's aboard the Valiant, and should arrive over NeoRome presently.

Regards and sympathies,

-Markus

[Professor Fenway]

4 days, 12 hour 23 minutes, 5 seconds.

The star had begun to show visible signs of an imminent supernova. Gamma ray emissions were beginning and the diameter of the star was beginning to fall. It was crushing itself, slowly, and becoming all the brighter. Even those on the ground could see that something was wrong.

-Message to: M. Korriman from Head of Security Council L. Jahgrin-


Have him help with the relief efforts. He will be assigned to a ship patrolling the remnants of Cybran, the absolutely decimated planet. After that, he will be assigned to rescue and relief work on every NeoRoman planet his Imperium attacked for the next 24 months. And then we will offer him a position in our government.
-END-