WilsonTurner

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

Anyone know this 'series'?

@WilsonTurner

The name of the series is in the lower right-hand corner of the image itself.

@ASTA

Hi there ASTA, planning to join the RP yet?

@Zadubadabu

A) You should know that ASTA probably isn't joining, unless you're not paying any attention or are feigning ignorance, and B)ASTA, you've been told repeatedly to stop posting without joining. Yes, it's right there, I realize thqt, but that's part of the fun- teasing whoever doesn't know that it's right. Congrats, you're ignoring the GM and ruining a joke.

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

Anyone know this 'series'?

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

Consideribg covenant ships can actually be just a few hundred meters from the ground, they are clearly built to take gravity, at they very least they can withstand more than 4 times the gravity of Earth (Which covenant ships would have to be able to hold due to "Ti", the homeworld of the Lekgolo) and I would personally wager they could handle more. Furthermore, as demonstrated in Halo 4. A rag tag fleet of covenant ships recieving little to now maintainance in over 4 years is pulled into a forerunner planet by a gravity well and yet many ships survive and are fully operational to the best of our knowledge. Also, such a stratergy would be impractical; The power requirement would be too immense and the generator would likely end up damaging its self (Remember that the gravity would work on the boosters, shield generators, presumably the shields, the power cells etc,attached to the device, and if it is powerful enough to crush fleets its powerful enough to implode...

@darkwolf687

Stop ruining my ideas with your logic IT'S SCIENCE FICTION ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE /me falls into the sky

@WilsonTurner

It's Science Fiction Fantasy, even the impossible is possible. Including making the possible impossible through making the impossible possible because WE HAVE MAGIC AND NANOBOTS. MAGIC. AND NANOBOTS. NOTHING CAN STOP US.

@Keyguyperson

And that superduper rare thing that Duck found on one of your core planets from several hundred lightyears away! Dude, you should just mine it before he can get to it, and cart if off as they take the planet :D

@WilsonTurner

Pfft. The Abh are gonna be all like "Oh look they used that glowy blue stuff to build death robots, let's look for that on all of our planet. Oh look our homeworld is made out of it thus explaining it's gravity/size ratio how convenient. Let's make an army of death robots so we can actually invade planets without losing our entire armed forces." Then this roleplay becomes a mecha anime because two nations decided "The only way to invade planets is with giant death robots".

@Keyguyperson

Numero uno problem: The Draconians have antimatter missiles. "OP DEATH BOT SIGHTED!" "LOCKING ON!" *death bot is turned into stardust*

Adventure Fantasy RP anyone?

Sounds like you're looking for MMORPG, not a roleplay.

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

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From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

((there being an invasion, and there being Draconians who have yet to be contacted by anyone, and there being an interfering hyperspace entity.))

The Major Warlord's fleet

Having checked the system, and taken note of a primitive, though intelligent, species on the richest planet in the water zone, Major Warlord Hele'Streth sighed in frustration. Again, no deposits of the rarest kind, nothing that he can jump ahead with. Angrily, he fingered the sword strapped to his side. Usually, Draconians wouldn't wear swords- or daggers- but the custom of honor duels was increasing again, as they had back when they were still planetside, stuck there. He clenched his other fist, then forced himself to relax. The next system he will clear, and if he finds nothing, he will return home. He still had multiple ships left, but he didn't feel the need to take this system- it was too far out of his influence, anyways, and it's not yet worth it. He did fire several portable probe/beacon pieces down. For the primitives on the ground, it would be, no doubt, treated as if it were a beacon from the Goddess. For Draconians, though, it would say that the planet has been claimed by Hele'Streth, and to take it is to start an honor war. But the Major Warlord wasn't quite finished. "Set course for the next outer system. Launch drives on my mark." He waited a few minutes, as Navigation plotted the course. They returned with an, "Aye, course set, sir." Moments later, communications reported each of the ships in his fleet, that they are ready for the jump. "On my mark... Mark." Spatial vortexes appeared in front of the silent, gleaming warship, and it disappeared into it, as other vortexes appeared around it, other ships entering and being swallowed. Vortexes were two-way things, where the side that faces the drive takes you to the plotted coordinates; entering the opposite side of the vortex will give you a mirror-image of the coordinates, except in the opposite direction. Tricky business- the Draconians have yet to figure out how to make it purely one-sided, and besides, there was much more entertaining research to be done in new explosives. Making things explode is always more interesting than anything. He watched calmly as the blackness of the void swirled past him, flashes of purple and blue occasionally taking over from the white of the vortex. Even without anything to really base your speed off of, besides the blackness going to a whiteness incredibly quickly, you had the sense of flying extremely fast. Then the ship shuddered, and groaned. Hele'Streth removed himself from his wonderings and turned his attention to the viewscreens. Slowly, the fleet that he had taken with him appeared, shockingly close by- and in hyperspace. All the bridge officers would've paled, had they been human. Each ship creates its own bubble- when two bubbles collide, they might bounce off each other, or pop and toss its contents out into open space over multiple lightyears. But never before had they been sucked into the same bubble before. Still, the multicolored swirls continued to appear, weaving around ships and on the perimeter of the bubble. And then he noticed something- a shuttle bearing the ID of Vala'Keer's personal shuttle, from his lost transport. They somehow weaved throughout the hyperspace, and docked with one of his transports. Minutes later, his communications officer reported that Vala'Keer and his closest had been found, after being sucked into and escaping from a strange intra-space dimension. No matter, thought Hele'Streth, The Hyperspace anomaly is more important at the moment. Vala'Keer will have to wait. As he finished the thought, his navigations officer called out that they should be exiting hyperspace shortly. Half an hour later, they still hadn't exited. Hele'Streth feared the worse- an anomaly pulled them into a shared bubble and forced them to remain inside until they hit something. If they even could, that is. An idea came to him, suddenly- what if the way out was to create another spacial vortex? It might just take them out of it, the opposite of how to get in. He issued new orders- to open a spontaneous vortex, and leave as soon as possible. He hoped it would work, and he'd rather not follow this vortex to its end. As Navigation called out his readiness, and Communications reported the ready status for all ships, Hele'Streth gave to go-ahead- "Mark."

Kibō-hosh High Orbit

The droneships went first- the moment their vortexes opened, their speed shoved them through in seconds. Following shortly behind were the transports, then his own ship, and then the rest of his true warships. Instead of the usual white swirls as he was expecting, he could see an inky blackness, and a glowing planet sitting in the middle, as his ship hurtled through the portal and into realspace. The ship shuddered again, groaning and creaking, clearly showing strain at the abrupt changes, and his ship hurtled even faster, it seemed, towards the unknown planet. He saw the rest of his fleet appearing, spread out over several hundred kilometers, and he ordered a full stop among all of them, and then to regroup around him. Taking count, he noted two droneships had yet to report. Nearby was a suspiciously advanced debris field- it was possible that the ship was torn apart in its exit. The other... appeared to be dust when it followed the hyperspace path, and impacted the planet's atmosphere. The atmosphere worked similar to water- it can soften your landing, but if something moves fast enough and is blunt enough, it's more like a hammer traveling at several hundred kilometers a minute, and smashing into the ocean from directly above. It was clear that there was nothing left of the ship. Hele'Streth signed, rubbing his temples, the one spot on a Draconian that a knife could penetrate- and is often the focal point of all headaches brought on by stress. Already, he knew that he was in a foreign system, probably far from his space. How could this get any worse?

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

Consideribg covenant ships can actually be just a few hundred meters from the ground, they are clearly built to take gravity, at they very least they can withstand more than 4 times the gravity of Earth (Which covenant ships would have to be able to hold due to "Ti", the homeworld of the Lekgolo) and I would personally wager they could handle more. Furthermore, as demonstrated in Halo 4. A rag tag fleet of covenant ships recieving little to now maintainance in over 4 years is pulled into a forerunner planet by a gravity well and yet many ships survive and are fully operational to the best of our knowledge. Also, such a stratergy would be impractical; The power requirement would be too immense and the generator would likely end up damaging its self (Remember that the gravity would work on the boosters, shield generators, presumably the shields, the power cells etc,attached to the device, and if it is powerful enough to crush fleets its powerful enough to implode...

@darkwolf687

Stop ruining my ideas with your logic IT'S SCIENCE FICTION ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE /me falls into the sky

@WilsonTurner

It's Science Fiction Fantasy, even the impossible is possible. Including making the possible impossible through making the impossible possible because WE HAVE MAGIC AND NANOBOTS. MAGIC. AND NANOBOTS. NOTHING CAN STOP US.

@Keyguyperson

And that superduper rare thing that Duck found on one of your core planets from several hundred lightyears away! Dude, you should just mine it before he can get to it, and cart if off as they take the planet :D

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

Consideribg covenant ships can actually be just a few hundred meters from the ground, they are clearly built to take gravity, at they very least they can withstand more than 4 times the gravity of Earth (Which covenant ships would have to be able to hold due to "Ti", the homeworld of the Lekgolo) and I would personally wager they could handle more. Furthermore, as demonstrated in Halo 4. A rag tag fleet of covenant ships recieving little to now maintainance in over 4 years is pulled into a forerunner planet by a gravity well and yet many ships survive and are fully operational to the best of our knowledge. Also, such a stratergy would be impractical; The power requirement would be too immense and the generator would likely end up damaging its self (Remember that the gravity would work on the boosters, shield generators, presumably the shields, the power cells etc,attached to the device, and if it is powerful enough to crush fleets its powerful enough to implode...

@darkwolf687

Stop ruining my ideas with your logic IT'S SCIENCE FICTION ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE /me falls into the sky

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

No such thing as "underpowered" when it comes to writing a story. Look at halo. Aside from playing as pretty much mecha Jesus, humanity was just pos backwater fucks that beat a conglomeration of alien warriors with superior technology.

@Monkeypants

Taking a small (in relativity to warships) device, armed with shields, RCS boosters and a really really powerful artificial gravity generator, you could probably crush a ship, even a Covenant ship, just by laying a minefield of them and turning them on when a fleet gets nearby. After all, these spaceships aren't meant to support themselves under the stresses of gravity.

A Not So Secret War

Spero took a deep breath. Thankfully, the unknown target did not seem inclined to attack him. He took another deep breath, and then another. He was tingling, all over, and it brought back unpleasant memories when he first gained his power- when he would accidentally begin electrocuting himself, unable to stop or control it. He had worked on it and worked on it, forcing himself into seclusion, and now that he was actually out on the field, he worried he might lose control of it again. But he forced his doubts down, swallowing his fears, and quickly wiped the beginning of a tear. None of that- he might hurt himself with that big of water. He wiped it on his pants, and then stood up, without letting himself think about it. He summoned another two bolts of electricity, crackling and whipping up and down his arms, darting to nearby metallic objects and back, and then he let a path of ions gather in a line towards his target, and let loose his power. Electricity darted through the path, shooting down it too fast to be seen, and two more rolling booms of thunder shook the area. His two best strikes yet- the thunderclap shattered the nearest glass, letting the thunder be followed by a smash-and-crack, and then the musical tinkling of glass, as the two bolts darted to the target. It didn't matter if he had reflexes, if he knew what was coming. Lightning wasn't a bullet- it constantly seeked to enter and go through something, to find something that it could squeeze into and be absorbed. Even if the bolt went right by, it would still adjust, finding the wetness of our bodies, the such complex chemical makeups, so appetizing, so appealing, and the lightning would hit anyways. It was just the question of- How strong was he? Could he take it? He hoped not- this might be over quickly if he wasn't strong enough, and might drag on endlessly so if he was.