hmm... Put me down as interested. Will we be choosing servants or is it random pick?
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I do not "brainrot". I brainferment so my brain will become even smoother and even more potent than before in its smoothness.
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I was gone for a lot longer than I thought >.>"
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Sorry for my absence! A Volunteering position suddenly turned into a Volunteer Leadership position I was not expecting at all so things have been hectic.
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Look at you posers, having to bang dragons or sell your soul for magic when you could just play a lute for some. Anyways, here's Wonderwall. - Bards
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Forum: Nation Roleplay
Abandoned Deep Sea Drilling Rig
Sea of Ghosts, Zhuana
Project Ronin
The Sea of Ghosts was once home to hundreds from deep sea rigs at one point, meant to do everything from drill the resources out of the sea floor to research to farming. Of course this was all before sending everything to orbit was the rage. Following the corporate space race, many of these deep sea rigs became abandoned, destined to be lost at sea forever, isolated from everything else.
Of course that isolation made it perfect for being used as a base for more illicit activities. Insurgents of course decided that it would be best to hide out on such rigs. No one would notice a rig hundreds of miles from land and middle of nowhere. Theoretically.
"I'm tracking you now Hanoi. You might want to hurry up, the smoke is affecting the thermals. Exfiltration in 5." Seoul saw the entire facility from his vantage point on the smoke stack, the smoke coming out was nice and warm given the cold climates this far north and good for hiding his presence. Unfortunately his thermals disagreed.
"Give me a bit more." Hanoi crackled over the radio, "Keep me posted, this network is guarded by a VI firewall."
"Aren't you suppose to be good at this stuff?"
"I am... but that doesn't mean everything is easy for me."
"How about you two shut up and the job done?" a harsh female voice shouted over the comms.
"Don't get your tail tied into a knot Tokyo," Seoul cooly traced a pair of Insurgents as they patrolled the outer edge, close to were Tokyo would be blending into the wall.
"Can it Seoul, Hanoi, get it done in 3. The transport will leave even if you are sitting here with your gun up your ass."
"Tokyo, chill, Hanoi can get it done. Trust him." Seoul glared Tokyo through his scope.
As everything was starting to go as planned, the blaring airhorn went off; the alarm had been set off. Seoul could see the entire base mobilizing to find them. Yet another advantage of the isolated rig base showed itself, there was no where to run. Diving into the ocean was a death trap and their transport was nowhere close.
"I swear it wasn't me!" Hanoi sounded panicked as he rushed his hacking.
"HANOI! I WILL HAVE YOUR ASS AFTER THIS!" Tokyo screamed into her mic, Seoul could feel something inside of him shirk away.
"Both of you keep your shit together." Seoul stood up and jumped down from his vantage point, landing in a small procession of Insurgents. With one hand, he lifted his sniper and snap-shotted the first one with a burst from his pistol taking out another. Holstering the Type-0, he landed a side-kick into the chest of a charging insurgent, knocking the air out of him as he crumbled to the ground.
Smashing the but of his sniper into his face, Seoul used the gun to flip himself over the body before aiming it once again. A pull of the trigger and he took out two more. The remaining three finally got their act together and aimed their own weapons, modified fully automatic Type-32A's. As one of them tried to line Seoul up in his sights, he found Seoul's fist meeting his face as he went down grasping the trigger as hard as he could, letting loose a spray of bullets.
As his two comrades opened up, Seoul activated the jump-jets in his boot's sole, shooting him up five feet before axe kicking one of them on the way down. As he reeled in the pain of a metal boot armor to the face, Seoul held the other man in a head-lock and broke his neck before throwing him over the railing. As the last man regained his senses, Seoul pulled a grenade on his armor before roundhousing him over the edge while he itched all over in search of the grenade. Listening to the man's yells as he went over and exploded into a fire ball, Seoul checked the time, 15 seconds he used to get rid of them all. He smiled and opened up his comms, "Ladies and Gents, we're going loud."
UNR HQ in Rathlar
Great Hall
Captain Otome wondered how the hell she and most of her crew where now watching huge aliens clap about something. According to Seirs, they just finished a civil war after that mysterious fleet arrived and force a unification. Like much of her Crew, Otome wondered what did their ruler did wrong for so many factions and division to form in their race; baffling her as she was a military strategist, not a political scientist. One of the captains had invited her and her crew to see this "historic day" soon afterwards. From what Otome could tell, he was like some of the others in the hall, almost at the brink of tears.
She and her crew had put on their best dress uniforms, they were technically acting diplomats until real ambassadors and politicians from the homeworld made their visits. They should be at the system in a day or two according to Seris, just in time for the celebration of victory or something like that.
Showing off Ryukyuan military discipline, she and all of her officers, crew mates, and soldiers stood back straight and heads held high, even as they felt the very floor tremble under the feet of the massive alien race that Otome, once again thanks to Seris, called themselves the Harthal. Otome watched as more speeches where given in the alien language with Seris occasionally giving remarks and translations. She just wished to be back on the Zhongzhu so she can get out of her stiff dress uniform and trot around with as little clothes as she wanted.
Orbit around Planet Enned
IRN Enfield-Class Destroyer "Sugoi-na"
The Sugoi-na had been largely faffing around with the frigate taking control of the construction of the space station. It had been floating about with much of its crews betting on card games or watching holo-screens in the crew compartments. Captain Pyon had taken it to himself to drink with his XO, Nagi; who coincidentally was also his wife.
"Enjoying the view dear?" Nagi swirled her drink around in the square cup, he slender fingers running along the edge of the bottle of liquid moral.
"That I am," Pyon leaned forward and kissed his wife on the forehead, "But not as much as you love."
The young captain put down his glass as his wife blushed and excused himself from his private quaters he shared with his wife to grab a bit to eat. The corridors of the ship was faintly nogstalgic, he himself grew up on one of the satellite bases in orbit around Ibiran before joining the IRN. The halls never seemed that tight to him and the ship never too dark. He enjoyed space and he enjoyed living in spacecraft, just one of those strange things everyone grows up with.
Reaching the mess area, he grabbed his favorite snack, fried Eleci tentacles with dipping sauce and root wedge fries (think Fish and Chips but the fish is chewier and the fries are more like yam wedges with a bit of pepper on it). He sat at a table and bit into the fried goodness, watching some of the crew walk about in the open area in casual wear.
"Captain!" one of the comms officers from the bridge appeared in front of him, "There's been an unregistered ship that has just appeared in the orbit!"
"What?" Pyon's raised, "You sure it isn't some fighter or drone coming out of a Federation ship?"
"Yes sir, its too large to be a single fighter and we can't find it on any of the manifests the Sraylights gave us."
"Give me a second," Captain Pyon hastened his eating speed, "I'll be up shortly to send a message."
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IRN Norico-Class Frigate "Faithful"
"Hello? This thing on? Anyone home?~" Dr. Hido messed around with some of the communication equipment hoping to find someone to talk to about his work, hopefully someone alien, "Any intelligent life out there?
I would like to order some food, anyone deliver?"
Dr. Hido kicked the machine, grunting about it being unreliable at making other people pick up. After a few kicks, he paused, then changed to some punches. Before anyone knew it, he appeared to be trying to tackle the thing as the Captain came over, "Doctor, can I ask why you're manhandling important components of my ship?"
"Captain, I was just trying to search for someone to talk to." The array suddenly picked up something and Dr. Hido got very excited, "Hello? Anyone there? Are you intelligent enough to make sentence like "Guie shagged a goat'?"
The Captain banged his head against the wall, he hoped that Dr. Hido wouldn't be the one responsible for decreasing public option of this project and xeno-relations.
INNC News Headlines: The Waking of the Thousand Year Sleep of New Aliens.
This is Honzhi Chu reporting for INNC News: This morning, at ten o'clock Imperial Standard Time, the Emperor announced that the pride and flagship of our fleet, the IRN Three Mountains escorted a mysterious colony ship to Gaishai along side the 3rd Fleet. It is unclear on why such an ancient colony ship was headed to our beloved Empire, but the Ashigara who explored it report that "there was likely no hostile action as the much of the ship's systems where offline and its inhabitants in cryogenic sleep". Other reports speculate that it was an AI that caused the ship to head toward our system.
A spokesperson for the Imperial Senate states that they already have men working on reviving the alien race in hopes of learning from them and cultural exchanges with plans to try and see where they hail from. At any rate, this will certainly be an interesting development in the history of our Empire. This is Honzhi Chu signing off for the Imperial News Network Center.
Long Live the Emperor!
Sea of Ghosts, Zhuana
Project Ronin
The Sea of Ghosts was once home to hundreds from deep sea rigs at one point, meant to do everything from drill the resources out of the sea floor to research to farming. Of course this was all before sending everything to orbit was the rage. Following the corporate space race, many of these deep sea rigs became abandoned, destined to be lost at sea forever, isolated from everything else.
Of course that isolation made it perfect for being used as a base for more illicit activities. Insurgents of course decided that it would be best to hide out on such rigs. No one would notice a rig hundreds of miles from land and middle of nowhere. Theoretically.
"I'm tracking you now Hanoi. You might want to hurry up, the smoke is affecting the thermals. Exfiltration in 5." Seoul saw the entire facility from his vantage point on the smoke stack, the smoke coming out was nice and warm given the cold climates this far north and good for hiding his presence. Unfortunately his thermals disagreed.
"Give me a bit more." Hanoi crackled over the radio, "Keep me posted, this network is guarded by a VI firewall."
"Aren't you suppose to be good at this stuff?"
"I am... but that doesn't mean everything is easy for me."
"How about you two shut up and the job done?" a harsh female voice shouted over the comms.
"Don't get your tail tied into a knot Tokyo," Seoul cooly traced a pair of Insurgents as they patrolled the outer edge, close to were Tokyo would be blending into the wall.
"Can it Seoul, Hanoi, get it done in 3. The transport will leave even if you are sitting here with your gun up your ass."
"Tokyo, chill, Hanoi can get it done. Trust him." Seoul glared Tokyo through his scope.
As everything was starting to go as planned, the blaring airhorn went off; the alarm had been set off. Seoul could see the entire base mobilizing to find them. Yet another advantage of the isolated rig base showed itself, there was no where to run. Diving into the ocean was a death trap and their transport was nowhere close.
"I swear it wasn't me!" Hanoi sounded panicked as he rushed his hacking.
"HANOI! I WILL HAVE YOUR ASS AFTER THIS!" Tokyo screamed into her mic, Seoul could feel something inside of him shirk away.
"Both of you keep your shit together." Seoul stood up and jumped down from his vantage point, landing in a small procession of Insurgents. With one hand, he lifted his sniper and snap-shotted the first one with a burst from his pistol taking out another. Holstering the Type-0, he landed a side-kick into the chest of a charging insurgent, knocking the air out of him as he crumbled to the ground.
Smashing the but of his sniper into his face, Seoul used the gun to flip himself over the body before aiming it once again. A pull of the trigger and he took out two more. The remaining three finally got their act together and aimed their own weapons, modified fully automatic Type-32A's. As one of them tried to line Seoul up in his sights, he found Seoul's fist meeting his face as he went down grasping the trigger as hard as he could, letting loose a spray of bullets.
As his two comrades opened up, Seoul activated the jump-jets in his boot's sole, shooting him up five feet before axe kicking one of them on the way down. As he reeled in the pain of a metal boot armor to the face, Seoul held the other man in a head-lock and broke his neck before throwing him over the railing. As the last man regained his senses, Seoul pulled a grenade on his armor before roundhousing him over the edge while he itched all over in search of the grenade. Listening to the man's yells as he went over and exploded into a fire ball, Seoul checked the time, 15 seconds he used to get rid of them all. He smiled and opened up his comms, "Ladies and Gents, we're going loud."
UNR HQ in Rathlar
Great Hall
Captain Otome wondered how the hell she and most of her crew where now watching huge aliens clap about something. According to Seirs, they just finished a civil war after that mysterious fleet arrived and force a unification. Like much of her Crew, Otome wondered what did their ruler did wrong for so many factions and division to form in their race; baffling her as she was a military strategist, not a political scientist. One of the captains had invited her and her crew to see this "historic day" soon afterwards. From what Otome could tell, he was like some of the others in the hall, almost at the brink of tears.
She and her crew had put on their best dress uniforms, they were technically acting diplomats until real ambassadors and politicians from the homeworld made their visits. They should be at the system in a day or two according to Seris, just in time for the celebration of victory or something like that.
Showing off Ryukyuan military discipline, she and all of her officers, crew mates, and soldiers stood back straight and heads held high, even as they felt the very floor tremble under the feet of the massive alien race that Otome, once again thanks to Seris, called themselves the Harthal. Otome watched as more speeches where given in the alien language with Seris occasionally giving remarks and translations. She just wished to be back on the Zhongzhu so she can get out of her stiff dress uniform and trot around with as little clothes as she wanted.
Orbit around Planet Enned
IRN Enfield-Class Destroyer "Sugoi-na"
The Sugoi-na had been largely faffing around with the frigate taking control of the construction of the space station. It had been floating about with much of its crews betting on card games or watching holo-screens in the crew compartments. Captain Pyon had taken it to himself to drink with his XO, Nagi; who coincidentally was also his wife.
"Enjoying the view dear?" Nagi swirled her drink around in the square cup, he slender fingers running along the edge of the bottle of liquid moral.
"That I am," Pyon leaned forward and kissed his wife on the forehead, "But not as much as you love."
The young captain put down his glass as his wife blushed and excused himself from his private quaters he shared with his wife to grab a bit to eat. The corridors of the ship was faintly nogstalgic, he himself grew up on one of the satellite bases in orbit around Ibiran before joining the IRN. The halls never seemed that tight to him and the ship never too dark. He enjoyed space and he enjoyed living in spacecraft, just one of those strange things everyone grows up with.
Reaching the mess area, he grabbed his favorite snack, fried Eleci tentacles with dipping sauce and root wedge fries (think Fish and Chips but the fish is chewier and the fries are more like yam wedges with a bit of pepper on it). He sat at a table and bit into the fried goodness, watching some of the crew walk about in the open area in casual wear.
"Captain!" one of the comms officers from the bridge appeared in front of him, "There's been an unregistered ship that has just appeared in the orbit!"
"What?" Pyon's raised, "You sure it isn't some fighter or drone coming out of a Federation ship?"
"Yes sir, its too large to be a single fighter and we can't find it on any of the manifests the Sraylights gave us."
"Give me a second," Captain Pyon hastened his eating speed, "I'll be up shortly to send a message."
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IRN Norico-Class Frigate "Faithful"
"Hello? This thing on? Anyone home?~" Dr. Hido messed around with some of the communication equipment hoping to find someone to talk to about his work, hopefully someone alien, "Any intelligent life out there?
I would like to order some food, anyone deliver?"
Dr. Hido kicked the machine, grunting about it being unreliable at making other people pick up. After a few kicks, he paused, then changed to some punches. Before anyone knew it, he appeared to be trying to tackle the thing as the Captain came over, "Doctor, can I ask why you're manhandling important components of my ship?"
"Captain, I was just trying to search for someone to talk to." The array suddenly picked up something and Dr. Hido got very excited, "Hello? Anyone there? Are you intelligent enough to make sentence like "Guie shagged a goat'?"
The Captain banged his head against the wall, he hoped that Dr. Hido wouldn't be the one responsible for decreasing public option of this project and xeno-relations.
INNC News Headlines: The Waking of the Thousand Year Sleep of New Aliens.
This is Honzhi Chu reporting for INNC News: This morning, at ten o'clock Imperial Standard Time, the Emperor announced that the pride and flagship of our fleet, the IRN Three Mountains escorted a mysterious colony ship to Gaishai along side the 3rd Fleet. It is unclear on why such an ancient colony ship was headed to our beloved Empire, but the Ashigara who explored it report that "there was likely no hostile action as the much of the ship's systems where offline and its inhabitants in cryogenic sleep". Other reports speculate that it was an AI that caused the ship to head toward our system.
A spokesperson for the Imperial Senate states that they already have men working on reviving the alien race in hopes of learning from them and cultural exchanges with plans to try and see where they hail from. At any rate, this will certainly be an interesting development in the history of our Empire. This is Honzhi Chu signing off for the Imperial News Network Center.
Long Live the Emperor!
Buy more paint since I'm colored interested.
"Hmm..." Yang thought hard, "Hows does dusk sound? Wait, no that would be too long. I still want to find some place to live and..."
Yang wound up on a tangent of thoughts, self-doubt and contradictions. His mind declared civil war on itself until he came to the simple resolution, "Let's just hunt until we're tired. There should be something worthwhile that comes up soon. Worse comes to worse, we can always just camp outside the wall. Be one with nature."
Yang turned his head to look towards the left and then spotted something growing next to a tree. With haste, he ran to it and picked it up. It was a delicate purple flower, the center became lighter and lighter in contrast to the deep royal purple of the outer petals. Gentle sparkled shimmered around the beautiful thing.
Yang examined it and held it out to Sei, "Its a <Chrysanthemum Throne>, it give small boosts to luck when worn like this. It shouldn't decay or wilt. Want it?"
Yang wound up on a tangent of thoughts, self-doubt and contradictions. His mind declared civil war on itself until he came to the simple resolution, "Let's just hunt until we're tired. There should be something worthwhile that comes up soon. Worse comes to worse, we can always just camp outside the wall. Be one with nature."
Yang turned his head to look towards the left and then spotted something growing next to a tree. With haste, he ran to it and picked it up. It was a delicate purple flower, the center became lighter and lighter in contrast to the deep royal purple of the outer petals. Gentle sparkled shimmered around the beautiful thing.
Yang examined it and held it out to Sei, "Its a <Chrysanthemum Throne>, it give small boosts to luck when worn like this. It shouldn't decay or wilt. Want it?"
"Let's just go hunting out side, I'm not too familiary with Yamato's quest-chains." Yang releed back from the temporary shock of seeing blurs of what was suppose to be fingers, "You sure are fast with your hands."
Yang watched as Sei got up and walked next to him as they walked down the street, Yang had a feeling this would be the start of something big. That or it was hit back hurting like he just tried to go against hollywood superstar Shia Labeouf in the ring with a pack mule on his back.
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"That ought to do it." Zhang arranged a pile of sticks into a short stumpy cone with ring of grey river rocks into a camp fire and dripped a bit of a alchemical fire potion on to it, setting it a blaze. The alchemical coal inside the cone of sticks would let it burn for a while.
"There, now we have a place to fall back to to rest if need be." Zhang finally figured out how to use the menu and equipped his axe into his hand, "If we get lost, we can try to find our way back. Ready to go hunting Sei?"
Yang watched as Sei got up and walked next to him as they walked down the street, Yang had a feeling this would be the start of something big. That or it was hit back hurting like he just tried to go against hollywood superstar Shia Labeouf in the ring with a pack mule on his back.
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"That ought to do it." Zhang arranged a pile of sticks into a short stumpy cone with ring of grey river rocks into a camp fire and dripped a bit of a alchemical fire potion on to it, setting it a blaze. The alchemical coal inside the cone of sticks would let it burn for a while.
"There, now we have a place to fall back to to rest if need be." Zhang finally figured out how to use the menu and equipped his axe into his hand, "If we get lost, we can try to find our way back. Ready to go hunting Sei?"
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@Apollo26Don't worry aobut it any more, me and Murtox have made posts according to your ships coming around. You can stay near Rathlar if you want, I won't hold it against you.
Just do it after saying something in chatzy or in the OOC next time, just suddenly appearing and putting yourself into something that's happening without telling anyone is something that I personaly dislike due to some event in another RP.
Just do it after saying something in chatzy or in the OOC next time, just suddenly appearing and putting yourself into something that's happening without telling anyone is something that I personaly dislike due to some event in another RP.
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IRN Arisaka-Class Battleship, "Retainer"
Empire of Ryukyu Space - 500,000 km from homeworld
"Admiral Takeda, we've enclosed on the vessel as per your commands, it is from a race we have yet to encounter. I would personally like to note that it is tiny."
"I can see that every well Honbo, you are excused." Admiral Takeda watched as the lieutenant scurried away, "All ships count off."
The Admiral listened intensively as he heard his patrol fleet closed in on the ship not much bigger than a Maxis Drone. He would have confused it for space junk had it not have some very tiny heat and bio signatures. He half expected to it be inhabited by giant microbes as the last ship stated its name.
"Your orders sir?" the Vice-Admiral peered over to his superior.
"Get me a Jun-11t and get some space worthy troop on it. We'll just get it into the cargo hold and take it from there." the Admiral repeated his orders into the crew in the main hangar bay.
On board Buido checked their gear and sealed their armor as a squad of them was loaded into the back of a Jun-11t. The hangar door opened as they Jun-11t launched its wings into the depths of space. It quickly got behind the tiny pint-sized ship and opened its bay, two Buidos shot out connected to cables. In seconds they grabbed the craft and tugged on their cables they where pulled back to the bay of the Jun-11t to the open arms of their comrades.
They stared at the tiny ship as they went back towards the Retainer, wondering what would be hidden inside. @RomanAria
Enndi System
IRN Norico-Class Frigate "Faithful"
"Sir, we're making good progress on the satellite camp sir. The gyroscopes and gravitational compensators have been installed, we are almost ready for pressurization." the voice over the comms array spoke.
"Good, we're making good head way." Dr. Hido, "Hopefully we'll be able to get a ground expedition planetside within a few hours Captain."
"Hopefully Dr. Hido," the Captain looked down from the observation deck next to the scientist as one of his crew said there was a message for him, "Excuse me Doctor."
Dr. Hido watched as the uniformed man left the room and smiled, he had big missions for this little expedition to the Enndi homeworld. Anything that would be left down there would be deactivated unless some clueless private managed to turn on an ancient super weapons or a commander found an old beacon warning of impending doom.
He watched as the last piece of the station was being put tighter and pressurized, the world below him shifted cloud cover. This had already been an interesting, having FTL'd into a moon (almost).
"About time the carnival begins." Dr. Hido watched as the escort ship begain to dock on the new station, soldiers and scientists pushed in metal crates and expensive equipment into the the satellite, a Jun-11t could be seen flying nearby, waiting for its orders to transport the group down to the surface. Turning around and walking out of the room, he flipped his lab coat and pushed up his glasses, "It's a showtime."
In orbit around Ralthar
IRN Norico-Class Frigate, Zhongzhu
"What. The. Fuck." Captain Otome did not belive her eyes, just as she had FTDerp'd into this system, a fleet followed. Clearly it wasn't help from home, she hadn't seen such ancient looking ships even at the Kadokawa-World theme park parades.
"Shenshi, we're being diplomatic ambassadors today," Captain Otome once again put on her "professional hat", directing the crew around, "Send them a translation program with Shintoshi in it and try to allow Seris to allow herself on to their ship, make sure you tell them that she's acting diplomat along with me."
"Roger.", the XO prepped a message saying 'We are from the Celestial Empire of Ryukyu and come in peace. We wish to assist you against any hostile action against this new fleet should they start it. Please allow our artificial intelligence, SERIS, on to your ship to act as translator and diplomat along side our captain, Captain Otome Huanan. We would love for you to come on a Diplomatic Visit to our homeworld, Gaishai when this matter is resolved".
Shenshi sent the message and Seris now waited for access, everyone on board could only hope this message would get through and understand what to do with it. @Murtox
Empire of Ryukyu Space - 500,000 km from homeworld
"Admiral Takeda, we've enclosed on the vessel as per your commands, it is from a race we have yet to encounter. I would personally like to note that it is tiny."
"I can see that every well Honbo, you are excused." Admiral Takeda watched as the lieutenant scurried away, "All ships count off."
The Admiral listened intensively as he heard his patrol fleet closed in on the ship not much bigger than a Maxis Drone. He would have confused it for space junk had it not have some very tiny heat and bio signatures. He half expected to it be inhabited by giant microbes as the last ship stated its name.
"Your orders sir?" the Vice-Admiral peered over to his superior.
"Get me a Jun-11t and get some space worthy troop on it. We'll just get it into the cargo hold and take it from there." the Admiral repeated his orders into the crew in the main hangar bay.
On board Buido checked their gear and sealed their armor as a squad of them was loaded into the back of a Jun-11t. The hangar door opened as they Jun-11t launched its wings into the depths of space. It quickly got behind the tiny pint-sized ship and opened its bay, two Buidos shot out connected to cables. In seconds they grabbed the craft and tugged on their cables they where pulled back to the bay of the Jun-11t to the open arms of their comrades.
They stared at the tiny ship as they went back towards the Retainer, wondering what would be hidden inside. @RomanAria
Enndi System
IRN Norico-Class Frigate "Faithful"
"Sir, we're making good progress on the satellite camp sir. The gyroscopes and gravitational compensators have been installed, we are almost ready for pressurization." the voice over the comms array spoke.
"Good, we're making good head way." Dr. Hido, "Hopefully we'll be able to get a ground expedition planetside within a few hours Captain."
"Hopefully Dr. Hido," the Captain looked down from the observation deck next to the scientist as one of his crew said there was a message for him, "Excuse me Doctor."
Dr. Hido watched as the uniformed man left the room and smiled, he had big missions for this little expedition to the Enndi homeworld. Anything that would be left down there would be deactivated unless some clueless private managed to turn on an ancient super weapons or a commander found an old beacon warning of impending doom.
He watched as the last piece of the station was being put tighter and pressurized, the world below him shifted cloud cover. This had already been an interesting, having FTL'd into a moon (almost).
"About time the carnival begins." Dr. Hido watched as the escort ship begain to dock on the new station, soldiers and scientists pushed in metal crates and expensive equipment into the the satellite, a Jun-11t could be seen flying nearby, waiting for its orders to transport the group down to the surface. Turning around and walking out of the room, he flipped his lab coat and pushed up his glasses, "It's a showtime."
In orbit around Ralthar
IRN Norico-Class Frigate, Zhongzhu
"What. The. Fuck." Captain Otome did not belive her eyes, just as she had FTDerp'd into this system, a fleet followed. Clearly it wasn't help from home, she hadn't seen such ancient looking ships even at the Kadokawa-World theme park parades.
"Shenshi, we're being diplomatic ambassadors today," Captain Otome once again put on her "professional hat", directing the crew around, "Send them a translation program with Shintoshi in it and try to allow Seris to allow herself on to their ship, make sure you tell them that she's acting diplomat along with me."
"Roger.", the XO prepped a message saying 'We are from the Celestial Empire of Ryukyu and come in peace. We wish to assist you against any hostile action against this new fleet should they start it. Please allow our artificial intelligence, SERIS, on to your ship to act as translator and diplomat along side our captain, Captain Otome Huanan. We would love for you to come on a Diplomatic Visit to our homeworld, Gaishai when this matter is resolved".
Shenshi sent the message and Seris now waited for access, everyone on board could only hope this message would get through and understand what to do with it. @Murtox
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@ForsytheNo, I've had a situtation where an entire arc of an RP went up in smokes since someone decided to insert themselves into something that was already discussed between me and the GM. That was a pain to work around and I its one of the things I can't stand in RP.
If @Murtox gave his approval though, I guess I'll try to make some sort of work around :\
If @Murtox gave his approval though, I guess I'll try to make some sort of work around :\
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Nation Roleplay
@Apollo26Can I inquire on why you're suddenly in orbit around Rathlar? Me and Murtox had something planned unless he gave you permission to butt in.
Here be an app.
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