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two. Dach stayed in the car
three. you should have seen me talking to myself and moving fake levers in my house to see about how quickly all this could go down. realism /fighting monster eagles/ yo.
Dat sniping action tho
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Dat sniping action tho
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. You're right, not much reason to put him on the surface.
The Ashtar can't pin down a precise location from purely psionic interaction; they need psytech to translate that information into real coordinates. So, they'd know that their guy is around somewhere, but can't pin it down enough to find him. Perhaps have the Observer or another ship hide out in the asteroid belts with him? Could lead to some submarine movie style cat and mouse. Bear in mind, their objective is to kill the prisoner so he can just reincarnate; it's much easier than a rescue op.
Although...if Sigma's alright with it, it could be fun to escalate the conflict a bit, have the Ashtar launch an assault on Aer. I'm game if you are (and if Sigma is).
The Ashtar can't pin down a precise location from purely psionic interaction; they need psytech to translate that information into real coordinates. So, they'd know that their guy is around somewhere, but can't pin it down enough to find him. Perhaps have the Observer or another ship hide out in the asteroid belts with him? Could lead to some submarine movie style cat and mouse. Bear in mind, their objective is to kill the prisoner so he can just reincarnate; it's much easier than a rescue op.
Although...if Sigma's alright with it, it could be fun to escalate the conflict a bit, have the Ashtar launch an assault on Aer. I'm game if you are (and if Sigma is).
Well, he'll be brought onboard of the Seraphim-carrier very soon. After probably 1 other post the guy will be transfered towards Morelia's fortress moon of Aer. So I do think he'll be beyond your grasp then. But if you want to target MSSC entirely for retaliation purposes: bring it on!
Hm, I don't think that should happen. That would move the RP away from Anuria. Transfer him to a ground base, hidden somewhere?
@Malphaestus Sounds like a good start, choose your target :)
Dean FTW, Sam fanboys can suck it.
Seriously Jensen Ackles is just...excessively pretty. Also was very good voice actor in Batman: Under the Red Hood
Seriously Jensen Ackles is just...excessively pretty. Also was very good voice actor in Batman: Under the Red Hood
John: "Stop bouncing about, stop screaming your lungs out, stop fighting those eagles because we don't know if you're SeeR, and GET OUT OF THAT DAMN CAR!!!"
Don't they have some sort of tactical linkup thingy going on?
Yeah it's pretty much suicide for the one guy. Which I guess is sort of the point.
Bear in mind, the drugged one will still be connected to the Union, so that'll place something of a bullseye on the MSSC.
Bear in mind, the drugged one will still be connected to the Union, so that'll place something of a bullseye on the MSSC.
I like it. Stop and stomp if you're in a rush :D
All sounds fair, though I'd think the 3D imaging would be only partially complete.
The drugged Ashtar can stick around for interaction stuffs, but that unconscious one is gonna start ripping things apart when he wakes up ;).
The drugged Ashtar can stick around for interaction stuffs, but that unconscious one is gonna start ripping things apart when he wakes up ;).
Haven't heard back from Void, but posted responses to Legion and Sigma.
Legion, I figure some of your boarding parties got clear, let's definitely include the captive Ashtar among them. As for technology successfully retrieved, I dunno, some, but not nearly what they were hoping for?
I figure most people would be caught off guard by how willing the Ashtar are to blow themselves up, and how quickly they can do it.
Legion, I figure some of your boarding parties got clear, let's definitely include the captive Ashtar among them. As for technology successfully retrieved, I dunno, some, but not nearly what they were hoping for?
I figure most people would be caught off guard by how willing the Ashtar are to blow themselves up, and how quickly they can do it.
Anurite Basin
Ashtar-Jasaran Battlefront
Manderra Kurath flinched as a sniper round punched through the last shreds of her shields, and immediately ducked behind cover again. Her squad of five had suffered two casualties --one dead, one injured-- already to the anti-materiel rifle their hidden opponent was wielding. “Kurath!,” her sergeant hissed over the squad psynet. ”Locate that sniper before we suffer any further losses.’
“I am attempting to do so sir, please be patient.” The problem was there was so much chaos. The Jasaran forward operating base had fallen, but now they were engaged in a gradual, combative retreat. With ambushes, traps, and mines, they forced the Ashtar to fight for every inch of ground. All throughout the dense jungle, Jasaran and Ashtar alike lay dead or dying, brewing up a storm of despair, anger, triumph and agony. Trying to locate a single mind in all of that while under fire was taxing. Psionics didn’t so easily correspond with the real world; she couldn’t simply extend her mind ‘that way’. Distance was a factor, but direction was meaningless without two points of reference. Manderra flicked her thoughts about, delicately touching an array of minds, sampling their surface thoughts and feelings. Nothing.
”Centurion Aminene, I hate to ask such a thing of you but…”
”Your thinking is sound, Psion. I will rejoin you soon enough.” Perfectly understanding her intent, the wounded soldier stood up sharply, completely exposing himself. A sniper round promptly exploded through his chest, but Manderra knew exactly what to look for. And there it was; a small surge of elation at a successful kill. She locked on to the mind in question, and probed deeper. It was indeed their sniper. Abandoning all subtlety, she forced herself into the sniper’s mind, and from that brief contact, determined the sniper’s location. While her enemy was reeling from the mental intrusion, Manderra, swung her own rifle up, quickly glanced down the scope, and placed a burst of gamma laser fire through the Jasaran soldier’s head.
The sergeant nodded in satisfaction. ”Excellent shooting Kurath. Let us push forward.” And off they went, ever deeper into the jungle.
Anuria High Orbit
Archangel class cruiser A Vision Pierces the Void
Lieutenant Ardelen Verath smirked as another SIF trooper accidentally activated another grenade still attached to his own belt. This particular soldier wasn’t fast enough, and the grenade detonated in the middle of his squad, killing several of them. The grenade trick was an old favourite of the Ashtar that was proving quite effective on Anuria. It was an easy enough trick to pull off, even through psionic shielding because it required so little contact. Every soldier had it drilled into them to never point their weapon at someone they didn’t plan on shooting. That discipline, combined with IFF technology, meant that it was almost impossible to get a soldier to shoot one of their comrades. But the grenade trick, all it took was a slight poke to get a soldier to arm one then forget to throw it. Sometimes their comrades would spot the danger and throw the offending grenade away, but not often enough, and it still forced the enemy to waste ordinance.
It was a good deal simpler than psionic combat on the Sakturi front, where dedicated support psintegrae were needed to constantly shield their allies from mental assault. A squad without such support would find itself dead in seconds, regardless how sophisticated their psionic jamming, as enemy psintegrae spotted the vulnerability and attacked en masse; nothing so simple as setting off a grenade.
Of course, the Ashtar had grenades of their own, and some other nasty tricks. Verath reached for a Stihlpont grenade, and activated its psytech transponder. He threw it around the corner at the recovering SIF troopers, and activated it midair in their midst. Screams echoed down the hallway as ultra-strong monofilament carbon spikes pierced through armor and tore through flesh. That was one SIF squad down, but there were many more to go.
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Captain Tameron looked at a display of the ship’s interior. The SIF soldiers were everywhere. They’d been kept out of main engineering and the armory, but otherwise the incredibly effective troopers seemed to have the run of his ship.
“Captain, shield power has just dropped considerably. The MSSC boarders must have removed a shield generator. The Vaegir are still scoring hits, and we will not be able to hold the ship together for long,” his first officer reported.
“Enough of this. Initiate self destruct sequence,” Tameron declared emphatically. “I look forward to serving with all of you again.”
On his command, the primary harmonics chamber in main engineering stopped sustaining the perfectly stabilized omega particle matrix, and instead began to actively break it apart. Twenty three and a half seconds after issuing the command, the reactor reached a critical breakdown point and exploded. A massive, bright blue explosion immediately engulfed Pierces the Void and surged outwards, tearing at any ships unfortunate enough to be nearby. Space itself seemed to bend and heave as colossal forces pushed its against its limits. Then, the explosion abruptly winked out, and there was not a single trace left of the Ashtar cruiser.
Ashtar-Jasaran Battlefront
Manderra Kurath flinched as a sniper round punched through the last shreds of her shields, and immediately ducked behind cover again. Her squad of five had suffered two casualties --one dead, one injured-- already to the anti-materiel rifle their hidden opponent was wielding. “Kurath!,” her sergeant hissed over the squad psynet. ”Locate that sniper before we suffer any further losses.’
“I am attempting to do so sir, please be patient.” The problem was there was so much chaos. The Jasaran forward operating base had fallen, but now they were engaged in a gradual, combative retreat. With ambushes, traps, and mines, they forced the Ashtar to fight for every inch of ground. All throughout the dense jungle, Jasaran and Ashtar alike lay dead or dying, brewing up a storm of despair, anger, triumph and agony. Trying to locate a single mind in all of that while under fire was taxing. Psionics didn’t so easily correspond with the real world; she couldn’t simply extend her mind ‘that way’. Distance was a factor, but direction was meaningless without two points of reference. Manderra flicked her thoughts about, delicately touching an array of minds, sampling their surface thoughts and feelings. Nothing.
”Centurion Aminene, I hate to ask such a thing of you but…”
”Your thinking is sound, Psion. I will rejoin you soon enough.” Perfectly understanding her intent, the wounded soldier stood up sharply, completely exposing himself. A sniper round promptly exploded through his chest, but Manderra knew exactly what to look for. And there it was; a small surge of elation at a successful kill. She locked on to the mind in question, and probed deeper. It was indeed their sniper. Abandoning all subtlety, she forced herself into the sniper’s mind, and from that brief contact, determined the sniper’s location. While her enemy was reeling from the mental intrusion, Manderra, swung her own rifle up, quickly glanced down the scope, and placed a burst of gamma laser fire through the Jasaran soldier’s head.
The sergeant nodded in satisfaction. ”Excellent shooting Kurath. Let us push forward.” And off they went, ever deeper into the jungle.
Anuria High Orbit
Archangel class cruiser A Vision Pierces the Void
Lieutenant Ardelen Verath smirked as another SIF trooper accidentally activated another grenade still attached to his own belt. This particular soldier wasn’t fast enough, and the grenade detonated in the middle of his squad, killing several of them. The grenade trick was an old favourite of the Ashtar that was proving quite effective on Anuria. It was an easy enough trick to pull off, even through psionic shielding because it required so little contact. Every soldier had it drilled into them to never point their weapon at someone they didn’t plan on shooting. That discipline, combined with IFF technology, meant that it was almost impossible to get a soldier to shoot one of their comrades. But the grenade trick, all it took was a slight poke to get a soldier to arm one then forget to throw it. Sometimes their comrades would spot the danger and throw the offending grenade away, but not often enough, and it still forced the enemy to waste ordinance.
It was a good deal simpler than psionic combat on the Sakturi front, where dedicated support psintegrae were needed to constantly shield their allies from mental assault. A squad without such support would find itself dead in seconds, regardless how sophisticated their psionic jamming, as enemy psintegrae spotted the vulnerability and attacked en masse; nothing so simple as setting off a grenade.
Of course, the Ashtar had grenades of their own, and some other nasty tricks. Verath reached for a Stihlpont grenade, and activated its psytech transponder. He threw it around the corner at the recovering SIF troopers, and activated it midair in their midst. Screams echoed down the hallway as ultra-strong monofilament carbon spikes pierced through armor and tore through flesh. That was one SIF squad down, but there were many more to go.
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Captain Tameron looked at a display of the ship’s interior. The SIF soldiers were everywhere. They’d been kept out of main engineering and the armory, but otherwise the incredibly effective troopers seemed to have the run of his ship.
“Captain, shield power has just dropped considerably. The MSSC boarders must have removed a shield generator. The Vaegir are still scoring hits, and we will not be able to hold the ship together for long,” his first officer reported.
“Enough of this. Initiate self destruct sequence,” Tameron declared emphatically. “I look forward to serving with all of you again.”
On his command, the primary harmonics chamber in main engineering stopped sustaining the perfectly stabilized omega particle matrix, and instead began to actively break it apart. Twenty three and a half seconds after issuing the command, the reactor reached a critical breakdown point and exploded. A massive, bright blue explosion immediately engulfed Pierces the Void and surged outwards, tearing at any ships unfortunate enough to be nearby. Space itself seemed to bend and heave as colossal forces pushed its against its limits. Then, the explosion abruptly winked out, and there was not a single trace left of the Ashtar cruiser.
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