Ah, no. They are a technocracy centered on the military (production and combat) or they will be once they leave the empire. So, I guess their military is powerful but not the people. They are basically the grunts from halo. So they are small.
I have a long way to go though. But I got a final exam in like an hour so I'll work on it later.
Type of Governement(So the Empire knows what tehy are dealing with): Militaristic Technocracy
The military is the supreme governing body made up of several military officers who act as a war counsel, under them the society functions as a technocracy with the greatest minds in the most senior leadership roles. The military only really counsels with the Engineers and financial branches and leaves most of the other groups to function for themselves. For example: Agricultural experts are rarely brought in to military meetings, but they are occasionally consulted concerning production of military rations and are otherwise left autonomos to maintain themselves.
The Gargan - A very short and stocky race of Aliens who breath gasses highly toxic to humans and the majority of other races, the Gargan are accustomed to breathing an atmosphere containing high levels of chlorine and become very ill without it. Due to this they carry an advanced rebreather system to keep them breathing in environments that do not contain the chlorine. static.giantbomb.com/uploads/original/..
Humans - Look down upon the Gargan, and have tried to quietly exterminate them but the Gargan are highly adaptable and have worked around the human extermination efforts, humans do not like the high gravity (1.55 earth gravity) world of the Gargan home planet and relatively few have decided to live there. Many traders and others pass through however inflating the human population significantly sometimes.
Brutes - A large and beastial creature from a neighboring planet, while they are sentient by all tests they are still quite unintelligent by most standards and have been imported by the humans to provide extra muscle on the Gargan home world.
70-65% Gargan 25-30% Human 5% Brutes (variable due to highly transient human population)
Religion: N/A
The war for conquest over the Gargan lasted for years. The space battles where devastatingly costly for the humans for a very long time, until they began to field larger and larger fleets and fight in multi pronged attacks, sacrificing many powerful warships to the drone swarm while others tried to catch the main fleet, but this still left the human fleet in tatters each time. The humans always had more ships, always. slowly, the human fleets ground the Gargan fleets away, one ship at a time until there where no super carriers left, then they launched the true invasion of the Gargan homeworld. This invasion was one of the most costly wars Humanity had ever fought, losing millions of soldiers to the ground war between the toxic gasses and the endless droid armies they bled for every meter of the planet. The troop transports never ceased arriving and eventually the humans won, after razing most of the planet during the war leaving whole cities glassed from the orbital bombardment.
The Gargan suffered greatly during this war, their population is still a shadow of what it once was, they had been exterminated off every planet other than their home world due to the hate the humans still have for the savage wars between the two races.
The Humans have tried to exterminate the Gargan population quietly on several occasions, most recently they began terraforming the planet by leeching the chlorine out of the atmosphere and allow the Gargan to suffocate slowly. The Gargan, a highly adaptable species realized this and began constructing several projects. One to aid the humans, by leeching the chlorine faster than the humans could, storing unimaginable quantities in secret locations around their home world and several tucked away in orbital stations nearby. after this they developed very advanced and complicated re-breather systems and distributed them throughout the Gargan population. the quiet genocide that was supposed to take place was an embarrassment to the humans who orchestrated it, but it was never brought to light. Since then the Gargan have been plotting to strike back at their overlords. their hatred running deep, but tempered by a careful demeanor. however there are several "rouge" bands of Gargan who act as little more than pirates, attacking cargo ships and passenger liners, but never cause enough of an uproar to draw the eyes of the Imperial military. Officially the pirates are not sanctioned by the Gargan as a whole however the local security never seems to catch the pirates in time. The imperium has long suspected an insider feeding the pirates information such as gaps in the patrol routes and advanced warning when security forces are en route.
The Gargan security forces have been quietly building a real military, secretly building several large military vessels concealed in a near by nebula. The true military might for the Gargan is quite small but they would be capable of rapidly expanding if given the chance out from under the imperial watchful eye. They are constantly viewed with suspicion of dissent but officially and technically they are in good standing with the Empire and their only noticeable shortcoming in inept security forces. though this is far from the truth.
Boh-dak: Militant prime Boh-dak Is an old Gargan, A survivor of the most recent attempts at purging the Gargan species. in Imperial records he is labeled as a Pirate leader and Criminal. He is also the highest ranking Admiral of the Gargan resistance. He harbors a deep and profound hatred for humanity and wishes to exterminate them as they had his people. He was not born yet when The conquest happened but his eldest relatives, who witnessed the final siege of their home world, had passed the story down and groomed Boh-dak into a single minded war machine. He is currently in command of the Blood Raider's only real base.
The Gargan Navy relies on a two prong system of attack, their primary line of offence is high powered rail guns. These rail-guns propel heavy slugs at tremendous speed tearing through thick armor plating with nothing more than weight x velocity. The other line of offence is advance computer systems controlling swarms of autonomous drones. The drones come in many shapes and sized but the smallest are about the size of a (modern human) car, where the largest are equivalent to a heavy Semi-truck. The drone swarms are capable of destroying very powerful warships with a death of a thousand cuts mentality while the true navy ships hammer from vast distances with their rail-guns.
Defensively the Gargan vessels are somewhat weak, having little more than their thick armor plating to protect them, some of their ships are designed to fight in closer range with anti-matter cannons, a devastating weapon if used but dangerous for every ship near by. The Gargan Navy will generally retreat if it suspects it will be overtaken. Luckily Hit and Run tactics appear to work well for them.
The Gargan army is truly a site to behold, the ground forces held the human's at bay for years. The army utilizes similar tactics as the navy with some minor differences. Special commandos are the only actual Gargan that enter the battlefield. They wear heavy suits of powered armor making an individual Gargan even larger than a human in full combat armor. Each commando has a dozen of droids with him commanded by advanced computers, not true artificial intelligence but near enough that the machines where destroyed when the Gargan finally lost the war. Several of these machines survived and the greatest Gargan Engineers have replicated the machines and have prepared to mass produce the vast droid armies they had fielded in the past.
Technology: The Gargan technology is not especially advanced when compared to human technology, their FTL drives and manufacturing capability is very similar and was actually upgraded slightly after the invasion to extract more recources from the large planet. the Gargan technology is remarkable in only a few areas, their computer systems are highly advanced, not more powerful individually but the computers are much better at working on several lines at once. This was done for the droid and drone armies to allow a single powerful computer to run hundreds of machines at once without slowing or reducing combat effectiveness.
The anti-matter weapon system in their short range warships are a jealously guarded secret, none of the ships containing the weapon ever fell into enemy hands, due to a doctrine on such ships to leave no survivors and would set a collision course with an enemy ship and detonate its entire anti-matter payload. This doctrine is especially used when boarded destroying any useful materials is a ball of exploding antimatter
Finally Gargan encryption methods for communication is unimaginably complex, due to years of internal conflict before the human invasion. the Gargan method is an evolving and ever changing encryption that actively resists any kind of brute force cryptography. Even captured computers and security keys are rendered useless within mere hours. This encryption has since been broken but other versions exist, noteably those used by Gargan criminal elements who have since assimilated with the resistance, and these have never been cracked as far as anyone knows. these secure systems are know of and anyone using such a system has been executed but it still survives in resistance safe houses.
Additional: The Gargan have not started an open rebellion as of yet and their efforts are still very passive, for the most part. However some plans are still in place to wholly cast off the humans and start a savage war. The Gargan are not interested in leaving human survivors.
i think ill take a stab at this. if you will have me.
already ruminating of CS ideas. currently thinking of a Gallente federation (EVE online) navy and government crossed with a Terran dominion (Starcraft) planetary warfare.
@Necroes You should understand what power level is expected of you here.
Exactly. Your ork isn't even in the game as the rest of us which we have already explained to you ruins the RP. He doesnt have to be exactly equal to the rest of us, but in the same ball park would be nice.
Jason walked out from the offices, most of them where little more than cubicles that offered no real protection he needed a real office with a solid door. Most of those he found had broken windows or had a dried pool of blood in them, not a good place to sleep. He had examined the north section of the offices on this floor wich was thankfully uneventful and only took a couple of minutes, he had taken off his mask as it did obstruct his vision and was somewhat uncomfortable. he walked back crossing in front of the stairs, nerves still on high alert as they had been for about 6 months now. Maybe the south section of the office was in better shape but he doubted it.
He heard a noise from the stair well, initially he didnt register it as speech, he assumed it was one of the ghouls about to try and eat him. he whirled around drawing his knife in one motion. Natalie could see the genuine terror in his eyes as he prepared to fight for his life again. His muscles slowly relaxed as he realized he wasnt about to be attacked by the dead, but he knew he wasnt safe per-say. Several people had tried to rob him which is where most of his shotgun ammo had gone. It was then he finally processed that she had actually spoken to catch his attention. 'What was it she said? hello?' he thought to himself 'cant be too careful... people are just as dangerous as the ghouls.. she is pretty tho- no! safety first' She could see that he was processing the situation, scanning her, not in a lewd manner but as a threat assesment. She didnt seem terribly dangerous herself, she was definately smaller than he and probably a little younger she was lightly armed, no firearm which actually made him feel much safer.
"H-Hi" he said finally "Who are you? Are you alone?" he asked, fist still tight around the long knife with the knuckle guard. He could feel the effects of his hyper-vigilance, months of time without much real rest he was starting to distrust regular people which was either smart or very dangerous. He sighed realizing how it must have sounded, and looked, he lowered the knife to his side and apologized "sorry, ahh.. come on up here we'll find a safe place to talk. I dont want to be out in the open for much longer" after speaking he took a few steps back and over the business woman zombie to look down one of the southern halls but specifically never turned his back to her while he did.
Im on my finals week, i have approximately no time right now. im terribly sorry for the delay, ill be making my way back as soon as i can. for the sake of the story feel free to have him do whatever you need or just follow you around like a lost puppy. ill make my way back soon as i can.
only our two is a White Trash Redneck and a crazy old man with a shotgun... I can just see finance trying to conjure eldricht math to justify buying those two bums proper suits.
I dont see why, the budget is tight as it is and spending several hundred dollars on your suits isnt that important. we will just claim non-affiliation and send an agent kill team if you make us look bad. problem solved.
