At a glance they are implacable, emotionless and terrifying warriors... the emissaries of death itself. Yet on closer inspection of a Warrior Fabricant, aberrant details become visible that act against the image of the perfect soldier.
This is because Warriors are in no way autonomous. They are bound entirely to their commander's will. Outside of simple instructions, a Warrior's tactical awareness is almost nonexistent. However, what Warriors lack in intuition they more than make up for in determination and durability. Once orders have been received, they are completely single-minded and will follow commands through to conclusion without question. Furthermore, individual warriors can suffer grievous damage before they cease fighting. Even dismemberment or decapitation cannot be counted upon to stay them, for its sophisticated self-repair systems in it's 'programmed metal' through it's nano bot design may eventually return it to it's original state. The Warrior will carry on its fight to almost unbelievable degrees, marching heedlessly through minefields, bombardments or other battlefield hazards that will surely see it destroyed if ordered to.
All this they do in utter silence, for Warrior fabricants can never speak... vocalisation is rendered practically impossible, the feature was simply never added as the Starchild does not need these drones to speak. However, if heavily damaged, a Warrior emits an electronic scream as it's systems begin to fail, an ear-piercing shriek that is an eerie parody of a creature's cry of pain.
Doom Gliders are heralds of terror and dismay, supersonic fighter craft that range far ahead of an invasion. Doom Gliders can function in a highly independent manner. Much of the aircraft’s super-structure houses datastacks that are in turn heavily laden with strike plans, stratagems and tactical variants. When faced with a situation outside of known parameters, the pilot can sift through and retrieve the correct response from this datastack. Thanks to the ruthless precision of his android brain, the pilot can simulate billions of possible strategies in the span of a few nanoseconds.
A doom glider is entirely autonomous and thus has no 'pilot' but is actually a robot in and of it's self. As such, it is uninhibited by mortal frailties and is able to steer the craft to higher speeds and perform more extreme manoeuvres than pilots of flesh and blood. In addition, a doom glider is a small spacecraft that fulfils the Attack Craft role.
Doom Gliders are often deployed to sap the resolve of the enemy before the battle beings in proper, for its presence induces an almost irrational terror in living creatures. A Doom Glider primary propulsion systems is strange dimensional repulser device. The whine of the drive is piercing and discomforting. On a Doom Glider, the scale and amplitude of the sound is many hundreds times greater; it resonates deep within the primitive core of living brains, playing havoc with memory, perception and sanity.
Armed with two gauss autocannons that strip targets down to their base components and disperse them. Due to the destabalisation on an atomic level caused by the weapon, only the most heavily armoured of vehicles can face this down with impunity for even thick armour plating can be dissipated into nought but air by this weapon. It's secondary and by far more devastating weapon is the Energy Projector Array. Mounted on the underling turret, this array fires a narrow beam of intense energy capable of passing through many enemy units and vehicles before the energy is dissipated, often vaporising battle groups with a single shot and leaving nothing but a line of scorched earth in its wake. This requires a substantial amount of energy and as such Doom Gliders must be somewhat conservative with it's usage due to it's long recharge period. None the less, it remains a devestating weapon of warfare capable of destruction on a large scale
The Night Glider is somewhat similar to the Doom Glider in terms of speed and armaments, however it replaces the Doom Ray with a wormhole portal. This captive wormhole portal bound into the lower hull serves as a dimensional passageway through which the Hierarchy can move forced from one destination to the target destination once the Night Glider has landed or even while moving if the units going through are somehow able to survive disembarking. This can also be used to deliver warheads. Note that this portal can only be active in one direction at once. That is to say, it can either be bringing forces in or taking them away, not both at the same time. Attempting to enter the portal from the receiving end results in a most unpleasant experience and subsequent destruction as the atoms of a being are taken apart by the device, which then attempts to transmit the structure to the same gate, resulting in the atomic bonds simply being broken down on the spot and the energy dispersed. This experience is similar to being shot by a gauss weapon and just as painful.
The Night Glider almost inevitably heralds an invasion, attempting to take an opponent by surprise. Due to the portal it bears, it can bring in surprisingly large numbers of troops when considering it's small size, which may be able to take defenders by surprise and overwhelm them before they regroup.
Unlike Doom Gliders, Night Gliders do have an interior 'cockpit' due to their status as a transport craft, though this is a non-essential area and destroying it will have little to no-impact on the crafts performance. Night Gliders also have a minor 'cloaking' device that bends light around it to appear invisible and uses stealth ablative plating in order to hide from some basic forms of sensors.
Automated defense grid Fabrication facility 001 Communications systems Stealth device Scanning and detection systems Power Core 001 Propylaeum 001 Propylaeum 002 Propylaeum 003 Propylaeum 004 Propylaeum 005 Propylaeum 006 Propylon Chamber 001 Processing Facility 001
On the surface ancient obelisks sprouted from the ground and into the air, pulsing with energy as, in their pairs, they formed The Propylaeums, ancient portal frames from which the Hierarchy could enter and exit their underground structures. These Propylaeums could be accessed from any active Propylon Chamber. Their design no longer bore any controls from the outside for the Hierarchy had never intended anything to get in from the outside until the Starchild had awoken.
Starchild watched the view of the Night Glider as it was loaded into the Propylon Chamber, the roof closing behind the Glider as it hovered within the chamber. Then, the wall before the view exploded into a swirling portal and the glider zoomed towards it.
The dark of the chamber was replaced by the glare of a sun as the Glider zoomed out of one of the Propylaeums, exiting over a mountain and flying over the plains beyond it. The world had changed a lot since the Hierarchy first occupied it 100 million years ago, though it appeared there was no sapient life on the planet, or at least no sapient life that had formed a civilisation.
Excellent, it would have been a rather wasteful use of time and effort to remove them from the New Hierarchy's Homeworld.
Firearms in the time period that is being aimed for were utter crap. It was well into the 1600's before guns began to out do bows and into the 1700's before bows were rendered completely useless by the introduction of rifles, which meant that guns could finally be relied on to actually hit the target There were several reasons that, in spite of being inferior killing weapons, firearms were adopted. Firstly nearly anyone can pick up and fire a gun while it takes years to train an archer and develop the correct upper body strength for them to be good enough to fight in a war. For instance, English men were required by law to do two hours longbow practice every Sunday. It led to them having odd muscle proportions, their upper body strength being disproportionate to their lower body strength (drawing and firing a long bow, one of the few bow types capable of piercing plate armour, takes a lot of strength.) Secondly, a volley of gunfire is more terrifying and thus a larger effect on morale than arrows. In this time period, warfare wasn't so much about actually killing the other side as it was seeing which side runs away first. Thirdly (this applies more to the later era than the current era though) you can attach a bayonet to a gun, which means you can also use it as a makeshift spear against cavalry. A bowman would have to carry a spear with him to achieve the same effect which just means more equipment to lug around.
Also, hello, this is a nice roleplay you got here. Lol.
Hey Darkwolf, in your NS it says a hundred millennium, in your first post it says a hundred million years. A millennium is only a thousand years.
A minor nitpick. Just correct whichever one doesn't match what you had in mind.
Oh bollocks, I changed the time scale I had in mind at some point and have gotten myself muddled up and failed to change things accordingly Thanks mate lol
There was a flicker of light in the chamber, piercing the black veil that had covered the room and illuminating the walls of the chamber. It was deathly silent.
The air was stagnant and thick after millennia of being untouched by anything but its skeletal hierarchs, still seated around their meeting table, as if the skeletons themselves had just walked in and sat down to eat. The skeletons of several workers, attendees and others who had taken part in the preparation for the last ditch attempt to secure a future for their nation lay sprawled out across the floor, frozen mid dance macabre. The bones basked in the light produced by the awakening of their final creation; Jaws hung open loosely, as if only now the notes they had sung slipped from their absent tongues.
And what notes they would have sung if they were to see this, the fruit of their labour finally ripening. A hundred million years are no long time in astronomical or terms, the stars would look rather much the same as they had always done, but for those of flesh a hundred million years may as well have been forever; For all their toil, they could not prepare their creation for what lay outside the ruins.
The starchild peered around her cradle, glancing to her dead creators in turn. Their names were as alien to her as their form. She scanned over one's form slowly, and a moment later a new being flickered into existence in the centre of the room; It was a perfect holographic copy of the skeleton that the starchild had just scanned, right down to the headdress and the tattered clothing. With another flicker, the headdress and clothing dissolved into nothingness. The skeleton moved and slowly walked around the room, the starchild working out the movements of the being that it had once composed. Once she was satisfied that she understood their movements, the starchild decided to use this skeleton as her avatar and the basis for everything.
Quickly scanning everything, the starchild determined that few of the automated security drones remained intact. Construction systems were operating at suboptimal levels. But time had taught her patience and basking in new found freedom, she would know all that she possessed.
She set Fabrication Facility 001 to work; She needed to produce additional units and space craft, or the Hierarchy might be wiped off the face of the galaxy during first contract.
She accessed the scan file archives for the past 100 years and processes the information on the surrounding anomalies and activities. A nearby system was lit up with electronics and general anomalies. She checked that there were no ships within a parsec of the heartchamber and activated intensive scanning
Yes, there were definitely a lot of anomalies, the system was certainly heavily developed. Intelligence was thin on the galaxy and some contact was needed. A potential defensive ally for the reconstruction process would be beneficial... Though she didn't know whether she could trust these strange beings.
She paused... That was an atomic fluctuation... Were they fighting?
Yes, there is was again, followed by several energy fluctuations. There was a battle occurring within the system.
Communications systems active
She prepared the frequency of the wave to repeat every two hours and attempted to hide its source before transmitting it
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