Sundered Echo

Interference from the Higher Dimensions - SciFi Spaceship RP

“Unknown”

Came the inevitable answer from the ships AI. “Thats not good enough Valerie.” Rhea said with a stern edge in her voice. “Find out.” The hologram of Valerie shot an indignant look at her captain before flickering out of existence. No sooner had she done this than the image of her face on the rightmost of the bridges three forward screens spoke again. “Captain, we are in orbit of an unknown planet, and we are not alone. There are a number of other ships of various unknown configurations also in orbit.” Rhea rested her head in her hand as the report came in. It was going to be one of those days it seemed. “Is there anything in system that doesn’t fall under the qualifier ‘unknown’?” Rhea had a feeling she’d be hearing the word a lot for the rest of the day, but there had to be at least some points of similarity that the ship could identify.

The AI glared at her from the screen for a moment, she was a scout ship, and being called out on an inability to quickly gather information was like calling the AI of a Glorious Heritage class heavy cruiser a coward. Annoyance was evident in her voice when she spoke again. “Yes, in fact there is. A number of the ships are hailing us, all of them are speaking English.” Rhea sighed then, she’d hardly managed to pick herself up from being thrown across the bridge and already the unknowns wanted to talk to her. “Alright, put the first one through.”

"Unidentified vessels. By the power given to me by the Supreme Emperor of the Galactic Empire, I hereby order you to declare yourselves immediately and to stand down and enter formation with the nearest Cruiser. From there, you will be boarded to ensure that you do not pose a threat to the peoples of Coruscant. Do you comply with these orders?"

Rhea just stared at her AI’s face with a deadpan expression for a moment after the message ended, before finally breaking the silence by speaking, in a semi-sarcastic voice “Well at least the Nietzscheans didn’t win.” The AI responded quickly though, having already returned to the conversational tone she usually delivered news in. “It’s not the Commonwealth either. I haven’t discovered where are, but I’ve discovered where we aren’t. Constellations and Stellar expansion charts indicate that we are no longer in the known worlds. I have compared our positions with Commonwealth exploration charts as well, and there was no match. We aren’t even close to known space.” That put a damper on things. Barring time travel, there was no way Rhea could get the Valorous Intent back to the fleet for the battle now, assuming she could even get back to the known worlds at all.

Rhea’s initial thought was to allow the locals to board. They didn’t seem like they would be very happy if she denied them that, but there was no way they could easily dock a shuttle. The drone bays were quite full and cramped at the best of times anyway, and the Valorous Intent did not have the cavernous port and starboard docking bays that an XMC had. No, allowing them to board would mean docking with one of their ships, which would both put her in easy weapons range and allow the larger enemy ships to easily overrun the small crew of the Intent in a massed boarding action. she would have to deny them, but perhaps she could do it in a way that would keep her options open and avoid being fired upon immediately.

“Valerie, hail the ship that sent the message” A quick sideways flick of the eyes was all the response she got before Valerie announced “Channel is open.” Rhea didn’t know if these unknowns were able to receive the visual feed or not, but she acted like they could, standing straight and tall in her black High Guard uniform in the center of the bridge, the very image of an officer of the Systems Commonwealth. “Galactic Empire vessel.” She began, choosing her words carefully. “This is the Systems Commonwealth starship Valorous Intent, we do not intend harm to you or the planet below, and would like to submit to your request. However, our airlocks have been damaged -” An outright lie, but it was likely these unknowns would be unable to tell “- and it is currently be impossible for you to board.” Their response to this would give Rhea some indication of what kind of an Empire she was facing. If they just fired on her, she would have to consider them an enemy to be avoided, but if they offered aid, then at least they might be reasoned with. That or their leaders were not brutish thugs who solved everything by shooting first. Either way she’d have to pay them more heed and watch for traps.

Moments after the hail was cut Valerie’s face scrunched into a frown and she spoke, a degree of concern in her voice “Captain something unusual is happening…” Rhea immediately turned to face the representation of the AI. “What is it now?” In a whole day of unusual events, now apparently there was one that was more unusual than the rest. “Something is trying to get in.” Valerie said indignantly. “Another AI just attacked me. He didn’t stay long, but I think he was searching for files on the ships specifications. I traced his signal, he came from that ship.” She said, highlighting one of the blips that indicated the vessels surrounding the Intent. “Did he get anything?” Rhea’s response was slightly alarmed, she wasn’t used to fighting people with AI’s, and she didn’t look forward to the experience. The hologram of Valerie appeared then, next to Rhea and looking pleased with herself. The face on the screen looked at the hologram with a scowl as the three dimensional image spoke. “Please, no AI can out-do me in my own body.” The image only smirked before disappearing again.

Stargate - Alliances

Maybe you're just that skilled a captain?

Stargate - Alliances

Seems people have nothing to add. We should move past the briefing and get right into it.

Mass Effect: Wanted

Jaerdi will be off on his own stirring up some chaos before he meets up with the techies...

Interference from the Higher Dimensions - SciFi Spaceship RP

My ships not that small....
But then again, we small ships will dance around that big flying brick of a hive all day long.... ;)
Also, I imagine my ship will probably want to hang out with the Icarus. And I mean that literally, Valerie for all intents and purposes is the ship, and she'll like having another AI (or two) to talk to.

Ship Name: Valorous Intent
Ship Class: Eternal Vigilance
Ship Wikia Link: Eternal Vigilance

Images

Notable Crew:
Captain Rhea Shohashi (Nietzschean)
Valerie (Ships Avatar)
More to come as needed

Pre-Departure Scene

The mood on the bridge of the Valorous Intent was a sombre one.

Captain Rhea Shohashi stood at the helm station awaiting the order to slipstream. She had decided to fly the ship herself for what felt like the journey to its final battle. The Intent’s destination was, ultimately, Fountainhead - the homeworld of the Nietzschean people. The High Guard would regroup and prepare for the attack at the Witchhead Nebula first.

Rhea had thought for a long time about whether she would go through with this. It was one thing to stand with the Commonwealth over her Nietzschean brothers and sisters. It was entirely another to participate in the attack on the homeworld of her people, even if it would stop this senseless war. But to stand down and not fight would, in the long run, be her death. As a Nietzscean, it was her duty, her very purpose, to survive, to cheat death by any means. That was why she stood here today, a loyal member of the High Guard, protecting what remained of the Systems Commonwealth. All in the name of survival.

She was broken from her reverie by the voice of the ships AI, affectionately called Valerie by the crew, and the pale face the AI had chosen appearing on the rightmost of the three rectangular screen that dominated the front of the bridge. “The fleet will is in formation. Slipstream in five… four… three… two…”

“Streaming.” Rhea said as she activated the Valorous Intents Slipstream drive, tearing a hole in space in front of the ship before diving headlong into the twisting, unnatural realm. The screen in front of Rhea showed the slipstream rails in front of her, and in the distance, further along the same rail this ship was on, she could make out the reassuring silhouette of a Glorious Heritage class cruiser. All seemed to be going as it should, until moments before they were supposed to arrive. Valerie’s hologram appeared next to the helm station and started speaking immediately, with an unusual urgency in her voice “Captain I’m detecting an unknown -” She was cut off as everything flashed white and everyone on the ship was thrown forward in a sudden complete deceleration. “Radiation.” She finished, the hologram the only figure on the bridge not affected by force. Rhea picked herself up from the floor slowly, even her Nietzschean enhanced strength not being enough to save her from being thrown clear of the navigation station, and looked around her bridge. It was a mess, with High Guard officers sprawled unceremoniously across the floor. “That was not a normal Slipstream exit.” She said as other officers began picking themselves up. She spoke again, this time with some trepidation as to the answer.

“Where are we?”

Interference from the Higher Dimensions - SciFi Spaceship RP

So, before I make an application that I'm particularly attatched to, what are the GM opinions on the Eternal Vigilance class ship?

I only ask because I've heard some people say High Guard ships are OP.... I'd agree with that for Glorious Heritage or Siege Perilous class ships.

Mass Effect: Wanted

Well yes....

But that doesn't have nearly as much ring to it. Jaerdi likes to be extravagent.

Stargate - Alliances

I may be gone from the internet for a few days due to RL and thus unable to post...

With luck that wont be the case but don't anyone hold their breath.

Mass Effect: Wanted

Short post from me due to aforementioned RL constraints, but should be enough to keep things moving along.

Mass Effect: Wanted

Jaerdi listened intently to the speech Tanya Carson gave. From the start he’d known this would be one of, if not the most extreme job he had done so far, and he had to make sure he knew every detail.

His eyes lit up at the mention of stealing a ship from Siame - grand theft starship was one of his favourite pastimes, as well as one of the jobs he often did on the side for a few extra credits and his usual means of procuring transport. He did have enough money to fly legally, or even own his own small ship, a shuttle or maybe a yacht, but it was just more fun to have a new ride every time he traveled. Sometimes he even put them back where he found them, though usually they suffered a fate similar to the shuttle he had used to get to Cartagena.

As the speech wore on though, and especially once the other members of what seemed to be his new team started speaking, a rather disturbing trend began to present itself. It seemed that the most common motivation for the other criminals to undertake such a difficult mission was revenge of some sort. They were here because they’d let it get personal. That rang a great many warning bells in Jaerdi’s head, and for a moment he considered walking out of the room there and then, only stopping to once again count the zeros on the sum of credits he would receive on successful completion of the job. Grudgingly, he decided to stay. The people here may be acting on their feelings, but at least he knew that. Though Jaerdi couldn’t perfectly predict what they’d do because of their feelings, he at least knew in advance that people would be unpredictable and screw things up for whatever personal reasons they had.

Despite that ‘little’ difficulty, Jaerdi had been considering his place in the operation from the moment he had heard the details. He had determined quickly that he didn’t want to be involved in the inevitably messy shootout that would occur on the hangar floor, even if it did mean he’d have to wait to get on the ship. That kind of engagement was not really his speciality, and there were many heavy hitting walking tanks in the room that would no doubt greatly enjoy the mess.

No, Jaerdi’s task presented itself when the Turian information broker Sleuth stood and asked for an escort. Jaerdi had heard of Sleuth before, even dealt with him from time to time when he had some useful intel to sell. To some extent he admired the man for doing business in a largely impartial, businesslike manner, but Jaerdi also had a tendency to doubt everyone around him. Most people had weak points that would cause them to take things personally, though whether Sleuths presence here indicated that he had fallen prey to this or whether he was just here to make sure business continued as usual remained to be seen.

Only once most of the others had chimed in, and he had chuckled at the blue Drells attempt to buy the team off with Krogan testicles, did Jaerdi speak his own mind. Rather than standing, like everyone else seemed to be doing, he remained seated comfortably and said, almost disinterestedly, “I’ll go with Sleuth.” He looked at the hunched over Turian “I can get you into the security hubs. I might even arrange a few mishaps for the locals along the way to keep C-Pat busy. Should be fun.” His voice was confident but he purposefully kept his wording vague. Wouldn’t want these people to know that he’d be improvising as he went.