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| Topic Started: Jan 29 2008, 07:34 AM (1,652 Views) | |
| New Harumf | Feb 15 2008, 09:36 AM Post #76 |
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Paul Paul's visor cleared. It seemed as if he was just coming out of hybernation, but he answered quickly and assurredly. "Mr. Scrote. Yes, we have unfinished business to discuss. "When I said there were certain "conditions" I don't want you to think there are strings attached to our deals. No, no. Not at all. There are simply logistical problems. The minerals are from our provence called "The Caves", and there are certain....." there was a pause, "dangers there. We would require your services in helping protect our miners from, ah, local predators. You see, the atmosphere is deadly for us if we are out of our domes or suits, therefore we do not really have the ability to "jungle" fight out in the open, if you get my drift. So, a few armed men familiar with fighting off, ah, wildlife would be all we would need to fulfill your contracts. Does this seem doable to you?" |
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| Rhadamanthus | Feb 15 2008, 10:12 AM Post #77 |
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A black-robed Hierophant approached the Golden Throne raised one finger and shook his head. The Domnitor's response was barely perceptible but the Hierophant saw and left, ready to prepare the massive, overpowering mobilization on the eastern border. Poor foolish Calvaar... |
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| Rhadamanthus | Feb 15 2008, 06:28 PM Post #78 |
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As the Black Legion amassed on the southern and eastern borders of the Imperium, the soldiers were consecrated for battle. The Black Legion was a holy army, and its holiness was made manifest before every battle. Each unit prayed before battle, led by a priest in prayer just as they would be lead by a tribune in the battle. Only with the blessing of a priest could they go to war. Each man had been subject to a Holy Rite when he had joined the Black Legion. He had been annointed with the holy oil by a priest and inducted into the Domnitor's sacred army. Each man had been given a weapon, and would fight with that weapon as long as he lived, unless the Domnitor saw fit to replace the armaments. The only time a man ever lost his weapon was when he was killed. Black Legionnaries would rather die than be captured, and the Black Legion never lost. On each hand, each foot, and on the side of each man was tatooed the Star of Ristu, a sacred emblem marking the sacred soldiers. And thus, the Black Legion entered the Maul Penninsula. The Legion also gathered in the East. The rebels would be next. |
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| Nag Ehgoeg | Feb 26 2008, 03:38 PM Post #79 |
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The Devil's Advocate
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“The IDP commends this bold plan. We shall support it.” |
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| Eleytheria-Duo | Apr 11 2008, 04:58 AM Post #80 |
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"Excellent," Behar said with a confident grin, "It will require a great deal of Anti-matter for fuel, and a great deal of space-faring vessels to transport both enough personnel, supplies, and equipment to begin constructing a permanent outpost in the Arancione star system." Let it be known that the journey will take several (-Earth-) years, so it is imperative you understand what it is your are getting yourselves into. As a Nation of Merchants, we will be willing to commit half our fleet to the expedition." Councilor Kaya, a studier of Culture and History, her looks attractive and beautiful in every way, grinned; "The Empires of Legion have arisen, fallen, arose again and again. All of which bore no fruit or rewards, only constant warfare that lingers to this day. The Empire of Constantia, the strongest and eldest of these Empires, have lost nearly everything in the recent centuries. Their once united planet now stands divided, they have waged wars with their neighbors in an attempt to reclaim it in the past, and undoubtedly shall do so again. It is within their heritage, their history, their blood to attempt a reunification of the planet. Their leader, known only as a *Domnitor* undoubtedly has grand views of spreading his Empire beyond the confines of the Legion system itself. History suggests that they may have -- in the distant past -- held territory here, on Baltas. While Constantia rips itself apart with war and bloodshed, Baltas has known a peace long enough for us to become a credible threat to the Domnitor. For the first time in centuries, there is a credible threat that his Empire may be brought to utter ruin. Divided, he cannot defeat the unified forces of our planet, but united, he could potentially destroy everything we have ever worked for as a people. The Empire's history has a lineage of the finest warriors in the known Universe, and they carry a legacy of conquest that we, as free people's, cannot overlook. If we are to ensure our independence from whatever may come of Constantia, we must ensure resources closer to home are numerous enough to combat the threat. I care not if they hate us, so long as they fear what harm we can inflict upon them." |
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| Nag Ehgoeg | Apr 11 2008, 05:33 AM Post #81 |
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The Devil's Advocate
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“The IDP is pleased that we are able to come together as a planet to work towards a common goal. While we do not wish to trivialise the importance of this grand project – I believe this matter is settled? Shall we end this meeting and set about our task?” |
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| Eleytheria-Duo | Apr 11 2008, 09:46 PM Post #82 |
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Almost a trademark of the councilor, Behar nodded once again; "You are right, friend. We have an appointed task ahead of us, and we are all in agreement that it should be followed through." Behar straightened his posture and affixed his gaze over the attendee's, "Nations of this summit, we have gathered to discuss the colonization, mining and exploitation of the resources or Arancione, we have convened and agreed that this task must be fulfilled to strengthen our economies, military, and social bonds, as well as protect the sovereignty of the Baltas System from the armies of Legion. We have all agreed, and it has become our duty to make it so. Beginning immediately, we shall supply each party with 200 billion Drakha. A small fund for the tremendous task ahead of us. Are there any final issues any of you would like to address?" |
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| Eleytheria-Duo | Apr 18 2008, 01:32 AM Post #83 |
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"Very well," he stated, "Let us begin our duties..." ____________________________________________________________ One day later ... Remote Mountains of Southern Elaria Posted Image Night was falling, and the gentle water of Lake Abylsine shimmered quietly in the fading light. It was across this lake that several hover-vehicles, of great size, cruised over its tranquil waters towards their destination; The Abylsine Starport. The craft approached the shoreline and with a great *boom* they came to rest in the silvery sands that glittered in the sunset. Their ramps fell to the ground, and out of them marched many soldiers, carrying large crates that were simply too heavy to lift as an individual. "Commander, Sir. The ship is on the launch pad, we are preparing to load up the Antimatter containers now, and we will be ready for liftoff as soon as you are, Sir." "Excellent. I will be there shortly." he said, as he looked at the sky filled with a dazzling display of lights that are so common this time of the decade as Baltas, the systems star, flared during its twelve year cycle. Yanich was joyous to finally be headed back into space; What he considered his back yard. After being on Auglu Darzh for over a year, he was going to relish being above everyone else. Ascending the stairs to the craft that would hurdle into space several times the speed of sound, he could only grin at the thought of being in the thick of the action. The possibly waging war against the Constantian Empire was something he did not take lightly. To avert war, one must be best prepared for it, and what better way than to outgun, outsmart, and overpower your adversary? Once on board, he realized he was not the only member of the Elarian council hitching a ride... "Kaya! What the hell are you doing aboard my ship?!" Yanich inquired with a harsh tone. "I am a studier of cultures, Yanich. What better way to learn of not only my own and how far Elaria has come, but of others as well, by being aboard the vessel which will partake in the Multi-National endeavor," she replied. "Studying of cultures? Not by being on my Command ship your not!" he exclaimed. "As a fellow council member it is my right to take part in this expedition. Besides! Your command ship is the 750 meter long Cronus Battlecruiser, not an 80 meter long Frigate." Kaya replied in protest. "Whatever vessel I am presently on is my command ship." He said bluntly. "If you are going to tag along for the ride," he began, already earning a smile from Kaya, "then you will listen to what I tell you to do, understood?" "Yes Yanich, I will," she said with a grin stretching from ear to ear. "Yeah...Yeah..." he replied sarcastically, "As the first order of the day, sit down and fasten your belt." The crew buckled themselves in for atmospheric ascension and Yanich took to his chair. Within minutes, the pilot activated the elevator arm that pointed the craft straight up into the sky. "Five." "Four." "Three." "Two." "One." With an immense roar, the frigate lifted towards the heavens. Smoke billowed from the bottom of the craft. Rocketing into the sky, higher and higher... Faster and faster... "High enough to use primary engines, dropping boosters and igniting primaries." The sound of a horrendous explosion echoed through the ships hull as the primary engines ignited. The force of the thrust nearly blacked Kaya out as they accelerated three times faster than the boosters had provided. The pain from the force was terrible, slowly turning her head to look out the window to take her mind off the extreme nausea, she was awed... She could see the aurora spiking off of the atmosphere, charged protons and electrons bombarding the planet on which she had lived for twenty years of her life. Her nausea faded as she watched the atmosphere dim until the horizon became a steady black. The sound of the engines could no longer be heard, and the craft no longer shook, she lifted off of her seat, restrained to it only by the harness. Posted Image "Turn on the artigrav system," Yanich said to the pilot. With the flip of a switch, a loud humming that slowly subsided rattled the hull of the vessel as a centrifuge spun around the crew compartment. They began to experience pull towards the floor again, and everyone unfastened themselves. "Take us to our fleet, Son." "Yes, sir." Within minutes, several faint dots appeared on the horizon as a diffuse "cloud," but as they approached, they became brighter, and the shapes of space vessels ranging from minuscule to monstrous dominated the front window. The Cronus, a behemoth of a vessel, was the largest in the fleet. Not quite a kilometer long, it was a truly fearsome ship when brought to bear against any lesser vessel. Armed with over 120 nuclear missiles, 12 anti-matter warheads, and an incredible 220 cannons of varying shapes and sizes, it was the pride of the Elarian Military. Yanich smiled at its awe inspiring sight. "Now that, my dear Kaya, is my Command ship..." Yanich said with a chuckle. ---Standard Transmission--- To: All Participating Parties From: Elarian Space Command Our fleet stands on the ready and is now mobilized to commence airlift operations as well as logistics, fuel and supply, and the delivery of antimatter amongst the fleets, as well as other tasks to hasten the development of our multi-national project. With all of our combined fleets, we will need substantially more antimatter to complete the interstellar journey en masse. We request you pool all reserves that you can spare to the project that we may cut the time line of the project down. We wish you all luck on your tasks. |
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