This will be a turn based role-play. Upon completion, this forum will be directed as CLOSED and remain open for viewing for Personal Records, in case these events end up being needed for any event.
Please respect our roleplay space, as guaranteed by this guild's Rules and Regulations. Setting for this RP is on the outskirts of Vamraak's space border.
I will post first, and anyone legit that's interested will have the pleasure of posting second.
Please try to post within' 72 hours of each other's responses. We are responsible for Pm'ing one another any reason we may not be able to make such a deadline.
Alright, Let's Role Play! PM me or comment my profile if you have any further questions
OOC: Aziuh, thanks. I used your template for this from the Dinner RP, lol.
Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2015 3:13 pm
Suddenly, within the cold, vast, deep dark vacuum of space, two slits began to form. With the use of Hyperdrives, it allowed the two vessels to take a shortcut from trekking the void of space. Instead, the vessels traveled through hyperspace which is this separate, but contiguous dimension that has different physical topologies, enabling the pair of ships to traverse long distances in a relatively short time without the dangers of real-space. Every position in our world, hyperspace has its own analogous point.
Popping out of these slits in the universe otherwise known as wormholes are two Royal Frigates -- FRP 1560 and FRP 1561. After the vessels fully emerged, the hyperspace rift closed behind them. Royal Frigates are the most manufactured Starship in Solar Oligarchy of Odessa’s expenditures because of their size, maneuverability and versatility. At only about two football fields in length, these vessels complement a large human crew and valued for routine patrols.
Space is such a beautiful area to voyage. With proper preparation and training, you'd be able to accomplish a whole range of missions. The two 656ft long, 200ft wide Frigates are here to open a communication line between the two nations while the meeting at Arcadia is taking place. The Royal Frigates are such amazing sophisticated beauties of the world. They're armed with 20 small Quantum Torpedo Launchers, 8 Point Defense Turrets, 2 Siege Cannons and last but not least, one Directed-Energy Sniper Cannon as its main armament. Her framework is alloyed in 10 inches of Ultra High Carbon-Steel, Carbon Nanotubes and other super strong materials allowing for the Starship to have unbelievably high tensile strength, low elongation, and be practically impermeable to conventional warfare.
At this point in time, Solar Oligarchy of Odessa has such proficient equipment integrated in its space vessels to where Faster than Light (FTL) communication is achieved. The Royal Frigates have this technology and it's going to be active to reach out to listening ears of this neighboring nation. Employing Tachyons, the Royal Frigates are able to transfer data FTL in the direction of suspected plausible locations where Vamraak is able to receive the signals to know that vessels are out there along the space border.
This acquaintance is all new, meaning Captain Burrows and Captain Sieglinger of FRP 1561 have no guarantee that the signals or vessels that show up in return are indeed Vamraak and vice versa. However, that's all about to change presuming Vamraak sends a vessel or two to meet with the pair of Frigates to establish a communication line and to work out any issues. The two vessels are spread out about 2 nautical miles apart traveling forward at 30 knots. Routine shipboard operations are in place. Radar/Lidar and defensive electromagnetic shielding systems are online at 20% efficiency. Against the zero background of space, the Royal Frigates as well as any other vessels that appear should show up perfectly on infrared scopes.
OOC: If more information about the vessels are required, I'll post it, but I don't think it's really needed.
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2015 7:33 pm
This terrain lacked the dust, dirt and doom decked in every breath, but it was drenched in dread. Mechanical, electrical, design or a programming problem, Vulkan clicked his knuckles and set to make a solution. The Room was a hive of activity that required harmony. Regardless of diverse backgrounds and spectrum of affiliations the workers defined themselves, he demanded unity for complete efficiency. There was no point in dispute when the responsibility of stretching resources indefinitely while maintaining stasis of the planet and its inhabitants.
Prince Vulkan was not the type to worry. Or rather he wasn’t the type to worry himself over nothing. And this most definitely was not nothing. The Empress had left everything in his hands to ensure the empire would go forward into the right direction. Before she left her orders were to ensure Solar Oligarchy of Odessa would have proper access to Vamraak. They were their new acquaintances and he was sure Overlord of Odessa still had some questions for them or concerns.
Far, far too late, Vulkan realized that he should have reacted to the hiss of the door opening and somebody walking in. He had managed to quickly turn around to notice Vamraak's security guards. Vulkan jolted with surprise, datapad slipping from his fingers with a yelp and he was forced to scramble to catch it before it hit the floor with a clatter. "Can you tell me why the urgency of coming into my chambers unannounced?" He asked. "We have received some signals to know that vessels are out there along the space border. Not exactly how far from Vamraak but the signals is strong, should we investigate this?"
“Are you absolutely, one hundred per cent certain?” After he confirmed it Vulkan prepared to take the next step. “Very well.” Vulkan grunted, exasperated at the Chief of Engineering. He pointed at Dhillon and back to the new programmed setting. “It was important that everyone communicated effectively and understood what was expected of them. I'll investigate this myself, however the crew will go with me." Vulkan quickly got aboard the ship, first making sure everything was properly working. Automated systems booting... Performing ship calibrations... Dossier loading... "Let's not keep them waiting." The ship went into full speed to the signal's location.
Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2015 8:58 pm
Almost without warning, three Midgard class warships and one Kelsar class Super Cruiser came out of warp next to the two SOO Royal Frigates on their left. Although the Midgard class warships were close to comparable to the size of the frigates, a measly 4,500 meters in length and 500 meters in height, the Kelsar class cruiser was on an entirely different level.
For anyone who had ever even caught of glimpse of the behemoth, the 29.5 kilometer vessel was no laughing matter. The pinnacle of the old ZION Ltd's achievement, this mass of metal held only one occupant, an AI named R.E.D, or Reconfigured Energy Dictator, for short.
The three Midgard class warships, M-18, M-32 and M-29, were lined up on a V-shaped formation, with M-32 at it's head, and aboard M-32, was the fleets current rear admiral, Jacob McDevlin.
McDevlin was no fool, he had heard stories of The Dark Ages from his father, and he had heard stories of the abilities that their crews possessed. Their battle-hardiness and strength in war was not to be underestimated, and McDevlin wasn't going to even go so far as to breach the tiniest iota of protocol with them.
"FRP 1560 and FRP 1561, this is Rear Admiral Jacob McDevlin of ZION Ltd Fleet Alpha. We were alerted to your presence within the system via transient communication. We mean you no harm, we have just been assigned to accommodate your presence this close to the system."
McDevlin sighed softly as he sat back into his captain's chair. For years he had dreaded events that could lead to an outbreak of violence, but his orders were clear from the get go, even before they took up their post within the Vamraak's system: Align yourself with your contract holder first, everything else comes second. Before completely signing off of communications, McDevlin added one last quip,
"We've been alerted to our orders, response code Zero Delta Zulu Four Eight Bravo Zulu Wyoming. Alert us if necessary."
This sudden destruction of the space-time continuum via the opening of dimension-altering rifts was easily detected even before the unknown vessels could even arrive. It was just four hyperspace tunnels that pinged on RADAR/LIDAR and the Royal Frigates' weapon systems along their port side followed protocol and instantly trained their weapons' barrels toward the center of the wormholes waiting for the vessels to emerge and determine intent. Upon the emergence of said four vessels, they were quickly identified as Zion LTD Starships. Spectrometer and RADAR/LIDAR readings were able to determine the speed and size of the ships, and with that information, an approximate mass as well.
"Their presence surely complicates things. We must go on with this special mission that the Supreme Overlord tasked us with. You know what happens when he gets disappointed." ~ The Executive Officer suggested to his Commanding Officer, Captain Burrows of FRP 1560.
"FRP 1560 and FRP 1561, this is Rear Admiral Jacob McDevlin of ZION Ltd Fleet Alpha. We were alerted to your presence within the system via transient communication. We mean you no harm, we have just been assigned to accommodate your presence this close to the system."
Captain Burrows turned to his Intelligence Officer (IO), a Commander and told him to have his guys prepare an encryption package of SOO's mission. "Aye, aye, sir", the IO replied. "Zion LTD, this is Captain Burrows, FRP 1560. As great as it is to see friendly vessels, we're on a mission and your presence in the district was unbeknownst to us. We’re going to send an encrypted file transfer to your main vessel shortly.”
Prince Vulkan of Terra
...ping...ping....**reflection**...**detection**
Approximately 40,000 Nautical Miles to the Royal Frigates' starboard side, a Vamraak ship was detected. Its trajectory was computerized and determined to be on an interception course, meaning they're responding to SOO's presence on the border of their system. With a Solar Flare that recently hit the area almost fully cleared up, there were still slight electromagnetic disturbances from the bursts of radiation. There were enough disturbances at that exact moment to where the Royal Frigates' sensors couldn't yet calculate the size, shape or mass of the presumed Vamraak vessel. However, the integrated infrared scopes were able to see the Vamraak vessel clearly like a bright spot in a dark room.
Standard protocol is to treat the unidentified vessel as hostile until intent and threat level is determined. It's a waiting game now, waiting for the vessel to get closer for proper communication. The two SOO vessels are in a linear formation, with the FRP 1560 at the helm approximately 2 nautical miles in front of FRP 1561 and they're both sailing forward at 30 knots.
Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2015 1:34 pm
A few hours in space, and Vulkan was actually somewhat satisfied with his job. Satisfied. Never the end result he'd anticipated. Not after entering the work force and coming to the helpless realization that all his optimistic endeavors had been a farce, at best. A downright monopoly on success, at worst.
On the Xylvianian, information mattered. They were approaching the signal and they needed to know they weren't hostile. He spotted several warships, The two SOO vessels however a few looked different because they didn't bear the symbol, then the royal frigates perhaps an associate of theirs.
"Let's get all communications up now." He suit felt stifling, dark colors closing in on all sides. Marked him, very obviously, as the leader.
Bold signs told him they was up ahead. He passed through wide doors, tried to hail the first person he saw. Was actively establishing a communication signal. He trailed behind another person, clipboard in their hand, attention very obviously stuck somewhere in the nonexistent stratosphere. "Get your asses in gear." He yelled. "This is Prince Vulkan Vamraak. Currently on Xylvianian we're at your command center and would like granted access."
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2015 1:53 pm
Prince Vulkan of Terra
Are you going to make those changes we talked about in PMs anytime soon? We're waiting. It's been over 72 hours. Also, if you could motivate Vamraak personnel to increase their activity in the Arcadia RP, that'd be great.
Prince Vulkan of Terra
Sure, I can make those changes to my post tonight that's no problem at all. For the the last paragraph I thought it was a center where we could get off and talk at. But if it's just us communicating through the ship that's fine with me. Sorry for those errors and misunderstandings thanks for pointing those out. Zions warships are there for the protection of SOO, do they think i'm hostile at this point?
Thot Tamer Rob
Prince Vulkan of Terra,
We were just confused on a few things in your RP post.
In your 2nd paragraph, you mentioned the two SOO vessels, then you mentioned the other vessels as Royal Frigates. The Royal Frigates are SOO vessels. Zion LTD has three Midgard class warships, M-18, M-32 and M-29, which are each 'much' larger than the Frigates that SOO has.
And we're hoping you could state the size of your vessel (ex: 2KM long, 1KM wide, etc) and the speed in which the vessel is traveling since he's doing a time skip of 2 hours. With that, an approximate distance would be nice.
In your last paragraph, Aziuh and I were confused as to what you meant when you said you were at the command center and who you're addressing in that section. In space, it's also a lot more complicated to board another vessel, if that's what you were implying.
Aziuh and I are okay with you editing that post to make the aforementioned changes.
Prince Vulkan of Terra
A few hours in space, and Vulkan was actually somewhat satisfied with his job. Satisfied. Never the end result he'd anticipated. Not after entering the work force and coming to the helpless realization that all his optimistic endeavors had been a farce, at best. A downright monopoly on success, at worst.
On the Xylvianian, information mattered. They were approaching the signal and they needed to know they weren't hostile. He spotted several warships, The two SOO vessels however a few looked different because they didn't bear the symbol, then the royal frigates perhaps an associate of theirs.
"Let's get all communications up now." He suit felt stifling, dark colors closing in on all sides. Marked him, very obviously, as the leader.
Bold signs told him they was up ahead. He passed through wide doors, tried to hail the first person he saw. Was actively establishing a communication signal. He trailed behind another person, clipboard in their hand, attention very obviously stuck somewhere in the nonexistent stratosphere. "Get your asses in gear." He yelled. "This is Prince Vulkan Vamraak. Currently on Xylvianian we're at your command center and would like granted access."
Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2015 10:56 pm
Aziuh
Prince Vulkan of Terra
A few hours has passed, and the Vamraak vessel known as the Xylvianian was approximately 100 nautical miles off the leading Royal Frigate's (FRP 1560) starboard side. As mentioned before, standard protocol is to treat the vessel as hostile until intent and threat level is determined; however, that's not very relevant anymore. Both of the Royal Frigates had their starboard weapons consisting of 3 Point Defense Turrets and a Magnetic Siege Cannon trained on the Xylvianian. The target was well into firing range. Even without including the Quantum Torpedo launchers in this first wave of bombardment, the firepower would be too overwhelming for the Vamraak vessel to bear.
Just as the man said through comms, "This is Prince Vulkan Vamraak....", Captain Burrows gave the "Open Fire!!!" command on the Vamraak vessel. Less than a second later, both ships simultaneously fired their armaments toward the port side hull's centerline of the vessel Prince Vulkan is currently embarked, ensuring complete and total annihilation of Xylvianian and inevitable death to all her crew. This motion is a deliberate act of hostility.
These weapon systems are autonomously controlled and constructed with their own rotating weapon platforms (gun turret), which enables the weapons to quickly aim and rotate 360° in a forward, right, left, up, and down direction with the assistance of artificial intelligence and extremely accurate Targeting Systems. At the range the Vamraak vessel is at, it should absorb the discharged energy at its near maximum potential. The Point Defense Turrets when fired, directs a thin, one second long 1 GW Ultraviolet Laser beam toward the enemy target with the range of approximately 1 light second in a vacuum, able to burn through the hulls of enemy vessels with ease and damage its internals. The Siege Cannon is a type of rail gun that magnetically accelerates a 2,543lb, 16-inch (410mm) Titanium-Steel alloyed armor piercing HE rocket at 200 nautical miles per second by the time it left the barrel of the weapon.
With the combined firepower bestowing on the Xylvianian from both of the SOO vessels, the enemy Starship should be impacted and obliterated in under a second. "Now it's Arcadia's turn to wipe out the rest of the Vamraak high command at the Tri Alliance meeting." ~ The Captain smirked as he awaits battle damage assessment.
The Intelligence Officer is now ready. He requested and received authorization from the Captain to do a file transfer and send the file to Zion's Kelsar class cruiser (M-32) and it was done instantly. The package stated: The Vamraak system is up for Solar Oligarchy of Odessa, Galactic Colonial Federation and Zion LTD to control. The rest of Vamraak's main high command is going to either be killed or enslaved when the opportunity is present. We are on your side. OOC: I took a screenshot of every post. This is the end to Vulkan's character and the Xylvianian.
M-32 and her sisters shook softly as the kinetic energy from the explosion rocked their hulls for a brief moment. Jacob himself was unmoved by the attack, and kept his hands crossed behind his back as he watched Vulkan's vessel, and by extension Vulkan himself, turn into space dust, forever lost in the void.
Turning his head to his intelligence officer, who handed him a parcel, Jacob's eyes lit up at the information. Nodding softly he turned to the stars and walked to the edge of the viewing glass, before turning around and hitting the comm button on his chair, which relayed a message to his own vessel, M-29 and M-18, as his intelligence officer sent an encrypted communication back to FRP1560 and another to the Kelsar cruiser.
"All commands, this is your Rear Admiral speaking! As of this moment we've been given orders to enact Operation: White Light! Stand by for immediate warp!"
With a nod to his navigational crew, Jacob pointed forward.
"Forward! Drinks for everyone after we succeed!"
With a rousing cry from his bridge crew, the ships warp grade engines revved up and instantaneously, one after the other, M-32, M-29 and M-18 warped into the Vamraak system...
Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2015 10:02 pm
Okay, this is pretty ********' terrible in general, but what the hell?
Vulkan, you just. I don't even. You didn't really engage in any wrongdoing but the overall quality of your posts is pretty bad.
Robby, what the ********? Firing a railgun with no charge period? It's a magnetic accelerator weapon.
And Asiuh, you basically insinuated an autohit, so there's that.
