- Tuesday,
September 28, 1999 at 17:52:52 (MDT)
Well, you have a most interesting facility and a fine example of
the engineering abilitys your race has! But I fear we have pressing matters
to debate, and a diplomatic status to establish between us... *the Field
Marshal slaps a Corporal who was spitting over the side of the vast Vulcan
station* The Xanarious seek friends, they know there are many dangerous
forces in deep space and indeed in our own Imperium itself there are some
misguided children who must be brought back into our fold at all costs...
So, if you will lead the way, we shall get the conference underway...
Field
Marshal Xanarious
- Tuesday,
September 28, 1999 at 17:52:56 (MDT)
Mel was silently sitting in the Far Star, the sensors at maximum,
surveying the local events in the shuttlebay. If he had not been doing
that, he wouldn't have noticed the intruder coming in. An inversion, a
slight ripple in the multidimensional locality, indicated a prescence about
to manifest. It's properties were similar to the one that he and Elisia
had used to get to this universe to begin with. Drawing a logical conclusion,
he watched as Darva appeared before him. 'You and I need to talk.' the
figure said. As Mel sat, he decided to play it safe and reveal as little
as possible. 'About what, Lurker,' he said. The comment had the desired
effect of throwing him off. 'How do you know of me?' he asked. 'I know
a great many things. I and my associate did much research in this area
before coming here.' There, mostly truthful, yet not too revealing. 'Where
do you come from, then?' Darva asked, trying to get control of the conversation
back. Considering for a moment, Mel decided on a comment, oblique, dramatic,
to the point, but completely useless... 'Long, long, ago, in a galaxy far,
far away...'
Infinitech
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- Wednesday,
September 29, 1999 at 08:38:53 (MDT)
*30 Xanarious cruisers enter the House Woodlouse system of Eden
Star and broadcast a message on all frequencys* This is a Xanarious taskforce,
you are ordered to surrender control of this system into the direct administration
of the Woodlouseian Imperium! *a response comes in from the AdminBase in
orbit "This is Viscount Jiyor Woodlouse, governor for of this system in
the name of House Woodlouse. Your claim to this system is unlawful and
will be ignored, leave immediatly!"* You are in violoation of Xanarious
Doctrine subserviance laws, you shall surender now or you will be taken
by force! *"Your laws are irrelavant, House Woodlouse still operates under
the laws of the Kingdom!"* So be it.... *The admiral turns to his captain*
Begin the invasion procedures... *the captain salutes and begins sending
messages to other ships in the fleet, they take up formation and launch
fighters, blasts from the AdminBase begin to hit some of the Xanarious
cruisers, making them shake violently. A small number of fighters fly up
from the planet but they are quickly destroyed by the superior numbers
of the Xanarious, boarding shuttles begin to dock with holes cut out of
the AdminBase by the cruisers. With a flash one of the Xanarious cruisers
explodes as its armour finaly gives way and the delicate insides are destroyed,
the AdminBase locks onto a new target and begins fireing relentlessly despite
numerous boarding shuttles now clinging to the base like limpets. The new
target of the AdminBase begins to spurt flames and electrical disruptions
crackle accross the vessel, suddenly the Maser shots from the AdminBase
stop and a message comes accross from it "Admiral, this is Colonel U'Inth,
we have secured all parts of the AdminBase and have the Viscount in our
custody, awaiting further orders"* Good job Colonel, begin setting up the
base for our use. *"Aye Sir" With that fighters that where orginally flying
around the AdminBase break off and follow the cruisers as they make their
way toward the planet surface to secure the major cities. After a short
while a message comes in from the surface "Admiral, this is Lt. General
Vonki, we have secured all major cities, this planet is secure"* Excellent
General! *the Admiral opens a frequency toward the damaged cruiser* Warhammer,
what is your status? *a message comes through "This is the Warhammer, our
armour is almost fully repaired, however we took some internal damage,
it will probably be about 3 days before we a ready for combat again"* Acknowledged,
as soon as the AdminBase is ready you shall dock and begin repairs. *the
Admiral opens a channel to Field Marshal Xanarious* This is Admiral DoNok,
the Eden Star system is now secure, we lost one vessel in the combat. *The
Field Marshal responds "This is the Field Marshal, I am presently in a
diplomatic meeting with the Vulcans and thus can not speak extensivly.
Your victory is acknowledged, continue your efforts"* Aye Sir, DoNok out.
Admiral
DoNok Xanarious
- Wednesday,
September 29, 1999 at 14:45:20 (MDT)
*DC turns around after feeling something brush up against him (I
know it's a long delay, but hey I was lacking a certain abaility to access
a certain Internet) and sees Mech trying to hide in the shadows. "Hey!
Who're you!" Mech quckly jups up and pushes DC out of his way and charges
for the ghaytanHa's gangplank. A blaster bolt flys up past his shoulder
and he turns to see Scorpion now on his tail. Unfortunately, that means
he can't see the web of duct tap between himself and his escape route.
He finds himself wrapped up in the infinitely sticky bands of gray tape
and then falls down the ramp into the hangar. There is a lound 'bang' as
mech gets shot in the arm by Scorpion's shotgun. Knowing that death is
now avaoidable only by running he gets back up and dashes for the Far Star
just as an even louder blast comes from Scorpions double barreled shotgun.
Knowing that the reload time is quite long for a shotgun like that he immediately
bolts again, this time for the doorway to the hangar. Suddenly bullets
from a machine gun start flying by and ricocheting off of the floor and
walls. A few more weak hits graze him but he keeps going, knowing all too
well what's next. The bullets stop, but only for a short while. There is
the sound of a motor charging up and then the rain of bullets from a chain
gun start pouring all aroundhardly half a second after Mech gets through
the door. He pauses for a second to catch his breath and begins to run
again, shedding the web of duct tape surrounding him.*
TDK
- Wednesday,
September 29, 1999 at 16:48:00 (MDT)
Mech grimaced to himself. Drawing a small, toylike gun from his
belt, he continued to run....
- Wednesday,
September 29, 1999 at 17:13:46 (MDT)
*Around another corner, Mech paused again. He was sure he had lost
Scorpion now. Ten he heard the sound of metal hitting metal. Not the sound
of bullets this time though. This was lighter, more like..... a grenade!
The explosion, even from around the corner was enough to burn his skin
and cause him to fall over. He picked himself up, and again began to run
just in time to hear a grenade being launched behind him from a grenade
launcher. He turned around after hearing the explosion at the end of the
hallway, and saw Scorpion come around the corner, now armed with his rocket
launcher. A rocket raced down the hallway to where Mech stood. Seeing no
other alternative, he quickly ducked and dove into the nearest door. Inside
he found himself in a cargo bay. He ran around the maze of boxes, still
trying to avaoid the Quake II marine on his tail. Rounding a corner, he
found himself facing the door again, with a very angry Scorpion standing
in it. Scorpion raised his hyperblaster and started firing away in Mech's
general direction. Two blasts got him, one in the foot and one in the back,
but he managed to get behind some cargo and dive as the hyperblaster bolts
sent it falling over. Following the current pattern, the next weapon would
be a railgun, and if he could avoid any open areas he should be safe from
that. He cautiosly walked away, down a hallway carved through the boxeswatching
around every corner for signs of a lunatic with a railgun. Somewhere a
lift activated and mech looked up and saw the catwalks above him. Scorpion
would be able to get a clear shot from there..... unless, maybe if he could
turn off the lights he could make it out after all. Picking up his run
again, he tried to find his way back to the entrace he had come in through.
Rounding another corner, he heard the sound of Scorpion running along the
catwalks. Looking up again, he had just enough time to dive behind yet
another corner, but not unscathed. The slug had been amed far enough ahead
to go through the box and blast a hole through Mech's hand. There was little
his mind would let him do other than just scream in pain and so he did.
TDK
- Wednesday,
September 29, 1999 at 17:25:32 (MDT)
Mech gritted his teeth and attempted to regain control, but the
damage had been done. Surging to the forefront of his mind, his 'charge'
saw his weakness...and Mech's hand spasmodically clenched around the trigger....
- Wednesday,
September 29, 1999 at 17:39:07 (MDT)