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*The _Slicer_ executes a barrow roll, diving and delivering broadsides
into the Halbred, while the other ship does a loop-de-loo and returns fire.
Systems test completed, Cyborg Stan anlayzes the results. He would have
liked some intricate repairs, and further days for the newer guns to mature,
but they will do. For now.*
Cyborg
Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc. <A little
systems test>
- Sunday,
August 08, 1999 at 21:26:45 (MDT)
*Letting out a deep breath, and double checking his systems, Cyborg
Stan enters a deep trance. Calling upon the powers inherant in his blood,
he negates the mental chatter and noise coming from the fleet.... and projects
it into the decoy. Now even the Emperor couldn't tell.....*
Cyborg
Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc. <Ventriloiquist>
- Sunday,
August 08, 1999 at 22:11:41 (MDT)
The real fleet rendezvous together at the agreed position slightly
behind and far to the left of Neptune, their new surface holoprojectors
activate. One by one, the drifting ships vanish from view as they are overlayed
with the 3d hologram of various toon characters. When all is in readiness..
they wait. From a distance, a dispassionate observer would puzzle over
what appears to be a Disney convention held in deep space...
Zapper
- Sunday,
August 08, 1999 at 22:41:56 (MDT)
...Finding everyone departing, he starts yelling more at his crew,
making them move quickly to getting the light drive properly configured.
He sets a course for neptune at sublight, seething at the delay. Several
times he finds himself ready to kill various minor members of his crew,
only stopping himself because of his orders. After a short delay, the new
drive is installed and ready to run, trusting his crews ability, he engages
the drive, the ship passing through Lurkerspace, and finding itself appearing
near neptune mere moments later. Aside to his first in command he speaks...
How does the progress on my last 10 minutes of luck come? ...Giving a snappy
salute, the officer responds... "Quickly sir, it should be ready in just
under an hour" Good.
Darva
(Lurker Extrodinaire)
- Sunday,
August 08, 1999 at 22:54:16 (MDT)
With a deep sub-ethereal hum, the well protected interdictor prepares
to activate its gravitational well generators. In moments, the power has
built up and the synthetic gravity field generators activate. Casting an
ever expanding entrapment field, the event is marked in deep silence. Everybody
in the fleet knows, in a deep gut-twisting way, that this is it. Once the
field is on, nobody leaves. There will be no escape from the battlefield,
no second chances. We make our stand HERE.
Zapper
<--The Line is Drawn-->
- Sunday,
August 08, 1999 at 23:41:34 (MDT)
A flash of light appears, then another. And another. The sky fills
with ships like snowflakes in a blizzard. Slamming unexpectedly into the
interdiction field and being forced out of hyperspace, the enemy fleet
plows to a halt. As more ships are forced to emerge, some of the later
ones plow headlong and collide with their forerunners. Like a tide breaking
on a shore, the enemy fleet has arrived.
Cyborg
Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc. <The
Breaking of the Seventh Seal>
- Sunday,
August 08, 1999 at 23:58:51 (MDT)
Realizing immediately the implications of this sudden event, the
emperor quickly brings order to the milling chaos of his ships. At any
moment, he expected a fleet to emerge from nowhere to engage him.. Yet
none came. His sensor operators report a most fearsome sight. Gigantic,
grotesque creatures drifting slowly towards his fleet. The various ships
shift slightly, preparing for conflict. Not trusting in the sensors, for
this was so obviously a trap, the emperor instead closed his eyes. Focusing
his senses like a laser, he scans the hideous agglomeration threatening
his fleet.. and sees...nothing. It is a decoy. Nothing more. The sensor
operator, made reckless by the sudden turn of events, dared to interrupt
the emperor's trance with a report of barely detected sensor readings indicating
a presence hidden behind the small gas giant nearby. The emperor commands
the main sensors to focus on the anomaly, and then turns inward. Yes...
there are minds there. Terrified minds in miniscule warships flitting about
behind the planet. Reports from quickly dispatched probe droids begin to
return. Reports of a small fleet of warships hiding orbit about a minor
moon. As the images of this waiting ambush appear on the main viewscreens,
the Xenarian representative, till then keeping silent, excitedly commands
the last image to freeze. With a shaking claw, it points out an oval, bluish
insectile smudge moving amidst the motley ships. It is a command ship of
House_Woodlouse! Having had all the confirmation he needs, the emperor
cracks his lips in a wicked leer. Surprise him, and ambush him will they?
Well, the shoe is on the other foot! On his command, the massive fleet
moves to englobe the planet, cutting off all escape. The Xenarian representative
cackles merrily as he points out the despised Woodlouse elements panic
and abandon their allies. Such cowards! Like an unstoppable wave, the emperor's
ships approach the planet..
The Emperor
<The Unstoppable Wave>
- Monday,
August 09, 1999 at 00:18:44 (MDT)
The fleet elements of House Woodlouse, having succeeded in their
task to lure the emperor's fleet, makes haste to evacuate the area. They
were almost too late. Moving quickly, the lead elements composed of the
emperor's fastest ships, the englobing maneuver quickly pinches off the
escape route. Taking hits, the Blue Pea and its escorts breaks through
the blockade and makes good their escape. The emperor's ships, systematically
scanning and blasting any anomalous object within the swirling atmosphere
of the gas giant, ensure that there are no surprises lurking within. As
if with great dignity and pomp, the emperor's strongest vessels make their
way through this sea of warships towards the now visibly agitated and milling
decoy fleet. Opening a channel, the command ship broadcasts an arrogant
demand for the vastly outnumbered defenders to surrender. The emperor laughs
at their silence. Less than fifty capital ships against his fleet of over
a thousand! Having waited long enough, he gives the order to commence the
slaughter. The first salvo obliterates one of the milling ships, signaling
the start of a massacre. Flaming debris fills the scene as hundreds of
ships pour fire onto the hapless, foolish enemy. They return fire, but
were obviously too terrified to aim well for their shots all missed. In
moments, it was over.
Zapper
<Smoke And Mirrors>
- Monday,
August 09, 1999 at 01:35:40 (MDT)
Aboard the emperor's flagship, the senior sensor officer receives
the latest scan results. Disconcertingly, the debris consisted largely
of vaporized and fragmented rock. In an analysis of a slow replay, it was
determined that the ships were in fact thin metallic shells surrounding
a congealed rocky interior. Dreading the implications, the officer hits
the emergency alarm and rushes towards the bridge. Running through coridors
filled with flashing red lights and the loud sound of alarm klaxons, the
officer makes it to the bridge. He arrives just in time to see a blinding
white glare come through the forward viewscreen. The moon about which the
oblited enemy had orbited had flared like a photo-flash. In an instant,
the rocky holographic surface vanishes, to be replaced by a mirrored sphere.
Giant lightning bolts shoot out across thousands of kilometers and into
Neptune's atmosphere. In a flash, a gateway materializes. The emperor's
fleet, not letting the thing go about its business, pound on the transformed
moon with every weapon they have. Too late, as from out of the gateway
emerges a blinding light; and a multi-million degree fragment of the sun's
core....... And Neptune's atmosphere goes NOVA. Many of the emperor's fleet,
being too close to the planet, are instantly destroyed. Most of them however,
survive with various degrees of damage. They all share one common aspect;
flash-blinded sensors and utter chaos. Still outnumbered more than 10-to-1,
the Disney Fleet now burst into speed, taking advantage of the enemy's
temporary confusion.
Zapper
<The Trap is Sprung>
- Monday,
August 09, 1999 at 01:37:49 (MDT)
Tossing huge gouts of flaming gas, Neptune's upper atmosphere is
thrown off into space. Unseen and unnoticed in all the raging chaos, a
mirrored egg tumbles end over end, out of control. The surface flickers,
then turns dark gray, the ship inert. Zapper has been eliminated from the
fight.
Zapper
<Casualties of War #1>
- Monday,
August 09, 1999 at 01:53:56 (MDT)
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