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EagleArk wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Not raising your shields? A Raider counter-attack could indeed be imminent - who knows? It has been a few hours IIRC.

Provided my ship with it's mighty plot armor survives this missile strike, I am going to beat the location of the Raiders' stronghold out of the prisoners, then go there and start kicking ass and taking names.

Also, may I advise that strike squadrons consider themselves expendable and should sacrifice themselves to destroy the missiles if necessary? Martyrdom is a good way to go out.. usually..

Saving power, remember my damaged engine?

Vaguely so.


You should get it sorted out by Broadsword station.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

EagleArk wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Not raising your shields? A Raider counter-attack could indeed be imminent - who knows? It has been a few hours IIRC.

Provided my ship with it's mighty plot armor survives this missile strike, I am going to beat the location of the Raiders' stronghold out of the prisoners, then go there and start kicking ass and taking names.

Also, may I advise that strike squadrons consider themselves expendable and should sacrifice themselves to destroy the missiles if necessary? Martyrdom is a good way to go out.. usually..

Saving power, remember my damaged engine?

Vaguely so.


You should get it sorted out by Broadsword station.

Hmmm, i forgot about that.

SILENT STAR
Status:firing
Hull:10/10
Shields:10/10

Kessler had rejoiced at the victory over the reavers, smiling broadly as the Overlord had surrendered herself into Alliance hands, now though, the world of Aria was under attack by strange atmosphere depression missiles. The fleet had been called in, and Kessler was prepared to serve. Moving his vessel into attack range, the fighter bays expelled scores of strike fighters, which rushed to engage the deadly projectiles. In addition, the Lucifer-Pattern heavy cannons did their deadly work, firing brilliant lances of blue light towards their targets.

I thought heavy cannons fired projectiles?

Aria system.

"Pioneer, this is Broadsword, roger that, evacuating repair teams, secure and away, Overlord has been launched, Raider has been launched, on route to target. All Ahead full.

"All ships, this is Stalwart Dawn, point defenses are online and we are ready to assist, clear the lane, we'll light em up."

"This is Battlebear, moving to engage with the Mutt, Fire Ant you with us?"

"This is Fire Ant, we'll back your play, charging Ion cannon, ready to fire."


Three ships were launching from the colossal shape of the orbital shipyard, the two pirate vessel under a tedious control by the Station AI and the repaired Paladin "Stalwart dawn", the system defense ship slid into line alongside the Silent star as the fleet put up a wall of ordinance between the planet and the incoming missiles, while the captured ships continued to accurate away from the others, rotating in order to present the largest profile to the WMDs

It proved effective, the Overlord took out two missiles with its point defenses before stopping four more with its hull, the bright flash of atomic detonations searing the eyes of hose who witnessed it, while the raider, being too small to imitate its larger brother, detonated its drive core, the explosion detonating three more in bright flashes of energy.


The Fleet's stike craft were looping and diving between the detonations, firing off quick bursts of fire at any missile that crossed their gunshights, claiming another missile, but not without cost.

"This is eagle squadron, the Alliance stan-bbzt"

"Eagle squadron has been destroyed, no escape pods detected."

"Wave destroyed, i say again wave destroyed, no more missiles-, Data check, detecting more inbound missile launchers, three of them. gak they just split, more missiles incoming,"

"There must be a ship guiding them in," Sharpe, suggested, remembering the briefing she had received on them all those years ago, "hiding some where in the system, stealthed. Silent Star, Havok, you're up, find it and kill it."

Contact report:

12 missiles destroyed

36 more inbound.

Objectives:
-Defend Aria
- Find and eliminate Marker ship

Unknown Location

The Alien ship seemed to be taking things seriously now that it knew the Alliance ships could communicate, it tried again to imitate their speech, but the words chosen where random and meaningless, and the contact seemed to get irritated by this, as the light it emitted took on a red tint.

"Log-book, Commander, comply." it said, then suddenly the chimes stopped and a bright beam of light struck the Bridge of the Paladin cruiser, running across all surfaces and people within.

"Its Accessing our computers," A crewman reported, "it just blew past our encryption like it was nothing!"

"Is its showing any pattern in the files it opens?" an officer asked,

"Historical data and language files."

"It's learning." Trix realized, "Its trying to communicate with us."

Suddenly the light vanished and the ship returned to its normal bight hue.

"Download completed." Said the Musical voice from before. "Language data assimilated, a spoken tongue, interesting."

The Ship drew closer, "You are a long way from home child of Earth, but do not be afraid, we will not harm you. I am Anya, Daughter of Salanos. I apologize for accessing your data so roughly, but there was no other way to facilitate communications, in exchange for the data we are willing to help you get home. Perhaps in the future we can trade."

Deliciousness.

SILENT STAR
Status: Undertaking seek and destroy mission
Hull:10/10
Shields:10/10

Kessler intoned lightly into his interface com, speaking quickly and firmly. "Navigator, set us on a course corresponding to the launch location of those missiles. Gunnery, bring cannons to maximum firepower." Kessler slumped back into his chair; what kind of monster would unleash such horrible weapons upon their own race? Furthermore, how did they come into possession of the missiles? "I don't like this, I don't like this at all..."

"Navigator bring engines to maximum, we need all our speed, set heading towards the source of those missiles." Turning again to his weapons officer he inquired about the size of a ship capable of firing weapons such as these. The crewman replied with the answer,
"It could be of any size, but to launch this many missiles it needs to be of some size, most probaly a cruiser, anything bigger wouldnt be able to get close enough unoticed."
"Okay, i want all availible power going to our detection equipment, if its cloaked, the Havok is going to have a hard time finding it. Jane, activate shields"
A chorus of acknowlagements rang through the bridge, turing again to the screen at the front of the ship, he sought visiual conformation that the Silent star, and her captain, Manfred Kessler

Havok
Full speed, raising shields, re-calling strikecraft.
Hull: 8/8
Sheilds: 8/8

Edited in info:

Status: Trying to save the world.
Hull:10/10
Shields:10/10


Natalie swallowed hard. Thirty-six. Thirty-six more missiles. That was three times as many and they had just sacrificed two, albeit unimportant, vessels and a squadron of strike craft to destroy. An inconsequential price to pay to save an entire world.
"Silent Star, Havok, make sure to take that cloaked ship alive, we need answers and the data core and crew of that vessel might just provide us with them. Fly safe and good luck, Pioneer out."
"Caretaker, same procedure with the Heavy cannons, fire them yourself this time. No room for human error, just keep up the ordnance rate. Brooks, bring us about and take us straight towards the missiles, full thrust."
"Captain.." Brooks began, horrified at what this meant.
"Do it. There's two billion people down there on that planet that are counting on us to save their world; their culture; their very lives - the future of their people no less. Now, please, do it, or I'll have to have you removed from your station. We don't have time for this!"
"Yes.. Captain Rose," Brooks replied.

Slowly, but steadily, The Pioneer turned to face the incoming wave of missiles - though they were far off yet, they would soon reach the planet unless they acted fast. The mighty battleship sped towards the missiles, firing well-calculated ordnance that was set to explode amongst the missiles through inhuman calculations done in mere seconds. Three shells were fired from each of the vessel's two Heavy Cannons. Torpedoes were also fired, set to detonate when any other object entered close proximity. Furthermore, as much power as could be spared was directed to the frontal shielding, should any missiles reach The Pioneer, in the hopes that it would be enough to protect them. Then the battleship stopped, continuing to fire ordnance set to detonate amidst the many, many, many missiles. Then all of the escape pods were jettisoned in a highly scattered pattern, as an impromptu mine-field. Should even one missile contact a pod and detonate, it might take one, two, maybe more with it. Then, the battleship hastily reversed, the missiles closing, nobody taking the time to count how many missiles the ordnance and torpedoes had destroyed in the crew of The Pioneer's attempts to save Aria and themselves.

As the battleship reversed as fast as it could -which wasn't very fast - the remaining missiles reaching the escape pods...

Delicious!

I've given you a lot to deal with, hope you remember it all - the Ordnance, the Torpedoes, the mine wall, the reinforced frontal shields.

Go ahead guys, say it.. I'm a crazy son of a and you all know it.

EagleArk wrote:Delicious!

Delicious indeed. With an extra helping of Darko-flavored awesome sauce.

lord commissar klimino wrote:PS: im gonna be gonna all week on vacation in a house with no internet (i ate the beach...) so while im gone i give control to darko unless you say otherwise. might be able to get on tomorrow mourning.might)

The Mutt
Status: Condition 1, attempting to destroy incoming missiles.
Hull: 4/4
Shields: 4/4

"Target the missiles and fire everything we've got! We can't let Captain Rose take all the credit now can we? Oh.. and we have a planet to save!" Issac joked, but nobody laughed as The Mutt fired all of its weapons in a desperate attempt to try and destroy some of the deadly missiles.

The other Frigates followed suite and fired all of their weapons at the incoming WMDs, desperate to protect their homeworld from utter destruction. Broadsword station fired what long-range Torpedoes and Cannons it had add to the barrage that the Centennial Fleet and the pitiful but defiant remnants of the Aria Defense Fleet were unleashing.

All those who beheld the maneuvre made by The Pioneer were shocked, confused and amazed at the same time, thankful that someone was risking their life, their ship and the lives of their crew - going above and beyond - to try and save Aria.

(good news! my luck is good for once.we weren't suppose to have internet,but i found a connection! bwahahahahaha! i wont miss a week! darkos last post of mine still stands.)

Ship: Void Phoenix
Status: Shields Up, Engadging Missiles
Hull: 10
Shields: 10

"Keep up the fire rate," Garan said to his crew, "We have 36 more Missiles inbound on Aria."
"Firing another Torpedo captain!" Valok reported.
"Strike Craft still intact, and awaiting the torpedos to come into range."

Erm.. Harrab.. event.. now.. please!

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Erm.. Harrab.. event.. now.. please!

Apolagies had a sudden bout of "I feel like gak," but I'm better now, so I'll get right on it.

Lord Harrab wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Erm.. Harrab.. event.. now.. please!

Apologies had a sudden bout of "I feel like gak," but I'm better now, so I'll get right on it.

Good to hear! Well, it's good you're writing it, very, very, very bad that you felt like gak. Next time, just say so, otherwise I'll harrass you.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Lord Harrab wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Erm.. Harrab.. event.. now.. please!

Apologies had a sudden bout of "I feel like gak," but I'm better now, so I'll get right on it.

Good to hear! Well, it's good you're writing it, very, very, very bad that you felt like gak. Next time, just say so, otherwise I'll harrass you.

I was Asleep!

Lord Harrab wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Lord Harrab wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Erm.. Harrab.. event.. now.. please!

Apologies had a sudden bout of "I feel like gak," but I'm better now, so I'll get right on it.

Good to hear! Well, it's good you're writing it, very, very, very bad that you felt like gak. Next time, just say so, otherwise I'll harrass you.

I was Asleep!

Unconsciousness is not an excuse for failure!

*Puts on Commissar hat*

"By the order of the holy Commissariat, I execute you on charges of-blah blah blah, now get back to work before I actually execute you."

The Night Crawler
Hull:8
Shields:8
Status:Firing

"Continue firing, don't let those missles touch anything 'sept our munitions!" Dylan calls out hoping to raise spirits " If we make it out of here, Drinks are on me!" He adds, sending a cheer through the ship.

You're definitely buying then, because your ship isn't actually in any danger.

Aria System.

The wall of ordinance set out by the fleet managed to cause a chain reaction within one group of incoming missiles, but the unknown Marker Ship had learned from the first wave and had spread the others so that they remained untouched.

The second group slammed into the Pinoneer's makeshift minefield, and detonate, but the atomic explosion was close enough to the battleship that it's hull fractured and its shield burst within a second on the massive force being unleashed upon it. Somehow the battleship was still holding together, but even the cadets could see that it was a fragile grasp that could be loosened quite easily if they didn't manage to get their internal fires under control. the Paladin Cruiser nearby wasn't so lucky and was torn apart by the blasts.


"We are detecting three inbound Hyperspace signatures," Broadsword reported, "Dreadnought class, heads up fleet."

"This is Group-Captain Soloman, of Command Dreadnought "Tombstone" and Linebreaker Squadron "Hell-Knight", responding to your distress call, Can we get a sector briefing?"

"Vangaurd to "Hell Knight", situation is critical, cannot hold this position without immediate support, ADMs have been confirmed."

"Roger that Vanguard, we're moving to assist, Linebreakers sound off.

"This is Steel Czar, For the Motherland and the Alliance!"

'This is Radian, we'll take care of it."

Like avenging angels, the three massive forms of Alliance Dreadnoughts emerged from hyper-space directly above the battered defense fleet, in start breach of Alliance Protocol, but their risky maneuver managing to place themselves between the missiles and their target.

"Targets confirmed." Solomon reported, "Light 'em up Hell Knights!"

With apocalyptic fury, the three Super-Heavy Capital ships fired as one, managing to throw out triple the amount of outgoing fire, destroying missiles only by sheer weight of ordinance thrown out in not by direct hits.

"Activate EW."

A wave of EMP energy burst from the Linbreaker squadron, carefully calibrated to not interfere with Alliance equipment, but sending clusters of missiles haywire, several detonated, others made drastic course changes that exhausted their fuel reserves.

"Ha!" said Steel Czar's captain, "Run and hide pirate dogs! The Alliance is here!"

"Stay Focused Czar," Raidan interrupted, "there will be a marker ship out there somewhere."

"Well he's not going anywhere, activate your inhibitor."

"Hell Knights to Centurions, you are all clear, i say again you are all clear."

Contact Report

Pioneer
Satus: Critical. Fires on board. Weapons and shield generators disabled
Hull -9
Sheilds -10

"Stalwart Dawn"
DESTROYED

Reinforcements:

3 Apocalypse class Dreadnoughts

"Tombstone"
"Steel Czar."
'Radian"

Note: Hyper-space Inhibitors.
These huge and powerful devices are only found within the mighty hull of an Alliance dreadnought and make up for the platforms crippling lack of speed, which would ordinarily make these ships easy to avoid and outrun. Once it is active, it is only a matter of time before the Super-heavy claims its cornered prey.
Inhibitors are used in passive mode to prevent ships from jumping into close proximity to the ship, when switched to Active the entire sector it occupies becomes inaccessible via supspace, any ship that tries never emerges from sub-space again.

Objectives

-Defend Arira. [Completed]

due to the presence of a hyper-space inhibitor, no more Missile Launchers may enter the sector.

- Find Marker ship

- the Missiles would have to be guided onto their target during the final stage of their deployment by another ship, likely frigate class, Begin scanning the Asteroid belt at the systems edge and the space around the planet for any strange readings.

Lord Harrab wrote:
Contact Report

Pioneer
Satus: Critical. Fires on board. Weapons and shield generators disabled
Hull -9
Sheilds -10

Minus 9 and minus 10? What?!

Or is that just 9 and 10? In which case, what?!

the mutt
status:searching,formation,ready to fire
hull:4
shields:12

"yeash,good work pioneer.go get fixed.heading off to were these thing came from...well were it seems." with that the mutt and its formation went full speed in the direction the missiles came from. "sir france,keep all senors as focused as possible.i dont want to get jumped."
"of course sir."
"all weapons at the ready! lets not let him escape!"

I think he means you are at:
Hull: 1
Shields: 0

RaptorsTallon wrote:I think he means you are at:
Hull: 1
Shields: 0

Exactly, you did just have several nukes blow up in your face, you got lucky and passed the "not die" roll by 2, but there would have to be some damage suffered.

Lord Harrab wrote:

RaptorsTallon wrote:I think he means you are at:
Hull: 1
Shields: 0

Exactly, you did just have several nukes blow up in your face, you got lucky and passed the "not die" roll by 2, but there would have to be some damage suffered.

The battle damage is governed by dice rolls to?
I thought it was just things like encounters and events.

Your plot armour now seems a lot less mighty Darkvoid...

It is so mighty that it effected the dice Gods in such away that it allowed me to survive.

Don't have time to Roleplay now.