ISOT Nation RP

[Flamelord]

No one knows what caused it. Some say the Ashanti, in their quest to make art out of the spacetime continuum. Others say the Chaos Gods, toying with mortal beings who could not comprehend their motives. Either way, it happened. Nations were made to disappear, reappearing on a planet that some of them knew, but was different. they found others, strange nations that had not existed before. Will there be war, will there be peace? Alliances will be forged, the world will be tamed, wars will be fought, technology will be advanced. But one thing is for certain. Nothing will be the same.

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It was another day on Atlantis. No sign of the Wraith, who hadn't come around since they believed the city was destroyed. No offworld missions either, since Weir had decided everyone needed a break, even if for just a little bit. McKay was down working in his lab, since he couldn't be bothered to take a break as he was the best scientist they had and he had a million things to do.

Meanwhile, Shepard was taking the time to play golf with Ronon off the west Pier. Naturally, Ronon didn't get the point at all, since it didn't help your skills in any way, but Shepard was enjoying himself. that was, until there was a blinding flash of light that seemed to come from nowhere in the middle of his backswing.

"What the hell," he said out loud as he failed in hitting the golf ball off the pier. "Ronon, what was that?"

"I dunno," replied Ronon.

The two of them started back towards the gate room, hopping into a transporter for the quick trip. A few minutes later, they were in the gate room with Dr. Weir and McKay.

"McKay, what was that," asked Shepard.

"Okay, I don't know,' replied McKay, gesturing at the tablet he held in his hand. "But what I do know is that it's beyond what we can do. And get this." He walked over to the holographic screen to bring up a screen showing data. "Whatever it did, it teleported us."

"To where," inquired Dr. Weir, noting McKays smug grin.

"To Earth. We're back on Earth. The Atlantic Ocean, if our readings are correct. Don't worry. I've already engaged the cloak, so nobody will see us unless they run into us."

Dr. Weir had a concerned look on her face. "We had better contact the SGC then, and let them know of our changed situation."

At that, the smug look left McKays face. "Um, about that. We aren't getting any radio signals, the SGC or otherwise. It's like everyone just vanished."

"What, so we're back on Earth, but nobody is on Earth with us," asked shepard, taking a step forward as he did so.

"As far as we can tell," replied McKay, looking nervously between Shepard and Dr. Weir, who also exchanged nervous glances.

"Shepard, get some jumpers in the air. see what you can find," ordered Dr. Weir.

"Yes ma'am," replied Shepard, already on his way out of the gate room to the jumper bay. It was a mystery, one bigger than they believed.

[Wernher]

“ORDER! ORDER IN THE CONGRESS!” The chatters only got quieter as President Richardson yelled. This was an emergency session, so this was to be expected. He took a piece of cloth to wipe away the sweat on his forehead and took his seat back. Minutes ago, all bases reported a strange energy flux from outside, the reports that followed were… confusing. “No radiations, trees everywhere, no sign of any human life other than us continent wide, does anybody have a guess as to what happened?” Congressman parker got up from his seat, looking at all the other members present and away, assisting to this session through monitors. He raised his finger in the air. “It is a MIRACLE given to us by GOD for being his loyal flock even through the apocalypse! This is the Garden of Eden made real for us! A virgin earth, here for the true christens and the true Americans for we are the chosen people!”

“Sit down Parker! Anyone has a RATIONAL explanation for all of this?! Mister Eden, anything at all?” The room suddenly got quiet, people turned toward a black monitor fixed on the chair left of the president. John Henry Eden always had answers. “Well… I’m sorry to say that Parker’s answer seems as good as any at this point. Either that or a cosmic event that we have no way or understanding at the moment. It could be something sentient toying with us, but the technology required for doing this is not of this earth… or not of ours at least. Eyebots throughout the country only report what you would find before the war, heck, even before Columbus ever discovered this continent, but without a single native on sight.”

“Well, let us hope it stays that way. Any recommendations?” There was a silence of a few second, the super computer on the other side of the radio line making calculations, not that anyone knew of the true non-human nature of the Presidential Advisor. “Send some teams out to hunt for specimens, so we may determine if they are edible, get samples and so forth. Also send out eyebots further, on other continents even to look for anything intelligent out there… We could also send a radio signal to try and contact others, but this may give away our existence. Question is, is this worth the risk?” The president looked at the assembly. “Those in favor?” A few timid hands were risen, some lights above the monitors flashed green to signal support. Ultimately, even if by a small margin, the yes won, a radio signal would be sent at maximum power, it could given the lack of radiations reach Europe and Asia, as well as the space above the US, but this wasn’t really something that had been considered.

“This is the Commonwealth of the United States of America’s Raven Rock base, reaching out to anyone able to communicate, is there anyone out there?” (Repeating on all radio frequencies each 10 seconds.)

[Missy]

''Rapture...My City...'' Andrew Ryan was looking out his window from his office in RCC (Raptures central control). His people where suffering...The parasites had infect every level of his city....They could be anywhere anyplace...He would soon the forced to...
''Ryan Sir...'' The voice was from outside...It was Bill
''Yes Bill...Please come in'' Ryan unlocked and opened the door to see a sweaty Bill looking back at him
''Ryan...I don’t know how to put this but...''
''But what Mr McDonagh?'' Ryan wasn’t a man who liked to deal with the poor spoken
''We are not where you think anymore'' Ryan looked at his old friend with questions for the first time in a long time in his eyes. The somewhat badly lit room suddenly got darker
''Come...We must go up to the surface again''
If anyone ells would have come to him tell him that they were somewhere ''He did not think'' and told him to go back to home of the parasite he would have laughed the ide off and sent the man away. This however was Bill McDonagh...He helped to build Rapture...And he was also one of Ryan’s closest friends. Soon they were in Ryan’s personal Bathysphere. Ryan watch has he left his city behind and for a short moment he thought that perhaps this was the right thing to do...Leave this city and remake...Den Bill interrupted him
''We are here...Right of the cost of Iceland''

The Sea was calm this morning as Ryan step out of the Bathysphere to see a empty land before him. Last time he left this place it was populated...But now Reykjavik was gone...There was nothing but the land mass and few hot air vents. Bill got out after him
''I know this is shocking...But this isn’t everything. See here’’ Bill pointed towards a small hut that Ryan had failed to notice. Soon inside it he saw what bill had done
''A Long range radio set...I saw one of these in the war'' The war that he thought he had escaped. Bill started it up

''“This is the Commonwealth of the United States of America’s Raven Rock base, reaching out to anyone able to communicate, is there anyone out there?”

Ryan was both surprised and alarmed...

''Can we respond with this set up you have constructed?'' Bill Nodded
''The question is rather if we should...'' Ryan made his city self-sufficient to avoid a fate like this...But perhaps...Perhaps this wasn’t the parasite that was the old USA. Ryan started to respond

''This is Andrew Ryan leader of the city of Rapture do you copy?''

His voice was one of confidence and perhaps fears of the unknown
''Now...We just wait'' Ryan went out of the hut and looked out over the empty seas... For perhaps...
Perhaps this Commonwealth of the United States of America was just a another parasite...Another drainer of ones fortune...A parasite takes what it wants ignoring the effort of the victim...

''Go back down Bill...Call up the construction crew to rebuild The Bathysphere system to the surface...Do it in sectary...If this leaks out people will go in to full-scale riots'' Ryan was determent to solve this mystery and to once more make Rapture in to the Utopia he planned so long ago. Perhaps this would be the time and the place…To make his true vision a reality

[BigBullCrocker]

Another day on Pikmin planet. Olimar and Louie were being followed by four red Pikmin and five blue Pikmin they were searching for parts as usual. Olimar and Louie's ship had worked ever since they took the precautions to make sure it would work especially after what had happened to them both a few years ago. They had upgraded it slightly to make it fly faster, be more powerful and even have smaller ships for the Pikmin that would fire tiny lasers. Still their ship was the biggest and was no bigger than six inches. On today's hunt all they had found was a battery and then the ground started to shake. Olimar pointed towards their ship in an almost angry way and shouted
"Go!"
Louie and the Pikmin ran to the ship before Olimar who was still trying to asses what was happening. As they took off something seemed to suck then back to the floor except the floor didn't seem to be this far down last time they remembered. They ended up somewhere different, their ship had taken quite a bit of damage and could no longer fly. Something started coming in through the radio.

“This is the Commonwealth of the United States of America’s Raven Rock base, reaching out to anyone able to communicate, is there anyone out there?”

Olimar quickly got up, the ship was on it's side but he could still get to the radio in the cockpit. He ran and almost slid as he picked up the walkie talkie style microphone.
"This is Captain Olimar and Louie of the S.S Dolphin do you copy?" He said quickly before crouching down near the sideways radio system. Louie had walked over with the few Pikmin that had survived following him
"Another ship?" He asked Olimar just shrugged.

[Flamelord]

"Doctor Weir, the bandwaves are filling up, we're getting transmissions from a "Commonwealth of the United States of America", a place called "Rapture", and a ship called the S.S. Dolphin, among other things," said McKay to Weir as they observed the situation in the Gate Room.

"That's interesting. It seems we weren't the only ones affected by whatever happened," commented Weir, her mind turning as she thought of what to do. Yet another crisis in the history of the Atlantis Expedition. Did they respond, or stay hidden.

Well, they needed allies, and they couldn't keep the cloak on forever. She turned to look at Chuck. "Open a channel, but keep the cloak up." Chuck nodded, and Weir began to speak. "Hello all nations, this is Doctor Weir of the Atlantis Expedition. Like you, we were transported here. We hope we can work together in a spirit of cooperation, to figure out what happened, and reverse it so we can return to our worlds."

[BigBullCrocker]

Olimar looked back to Louie before turning back to the screen
"One moment please" They both went to the back of their ship and started mumbling things. The Pikmin started getting in the way of the camera and staring at the other nations. As Olimar and Louie came back they Pikmins left
"While we are not a nation, we will claim this land for ours. We will gladly form an alliance to find out what has happened! I regret that we cannot meet with you until our ship is fixed but if you were to send any spare parts we would probably be able to fix it within a day or two. Shall we send our co-ordinates?" He asked Louie watched on as did the Pikmin.

[Wernher]

The radio operators were surprised to have so many answers so quickly. “Hang on, I need to speak to my superiors.” The spokesperson looked at another man in the control room who nodded before talking to his own comm. System. The voice of Eden came in the room. “Triangulate the position of the signals, I want to know where they are.”

“Yes sir!” The room got full of activity, communicating with Lima base in Mexico and Fort Moose in Canada to get their data on the provenance of the signals. All seemed to come from the strangest of places, Iceland, Britain… the middle of the Atlantic? These were only approximations but they still gave valuable insight in the general location of these people. At least America was theirs, so that was something.

“Yes, this is John Henry Eden speaking, advisor to the president of the US of A. I would recommend caution since… others may be listening to this open channel. I suggest a meeting on neutral ground for those with the ability to reach this location. Bermuda island in a week.” John intentionally just gave the name of the island and not its coordinates, that way, less… human fellows would identify themselves. A team was dispatched the moment this was said, the Enclave would be there first, this island was after all an important hub in the Atlantic and if nothing, would serve as a base of operation to take Europe and maybe identify the exact location of this communication in the middle of the ocean.

[BigBullCrocker]

Olimar quickly added something after the person who had arranged the meeting finished speaking
"Mr Eden, my ship is in dire need of repair, i can fix it very quickly and get to Bermuda if i have the parts. Do you have any spare parts? Our engine has malfunctioned ever since we crash landed on this blasted planet and my Pikmin need resources to be able to fix it. Me and my co-captain Louie can try to scavage the land but we need metals." He hoped someone would give them something, otherwise they may be out of the union that was probably going to be made and that meant a quick attack for land on them. He whistled a few Pikmin grew from the outside within a few seconds. The Pikmin from inside got out and they all pushed the ship back to it's normal orientation. Olimar sat down in the pilots seat.

[Missy]

Just as McDonagh got back in the Bathysphere and was going back down Ryan heard the outer voices on the radio...Atlantis? Ryan wanted to almost laugh when he quite clearly created Atlantis on the bottom of the sea...However

''We hope we can work together in a spirit of cooperation''

Ryan knew what that meant...It was exploiting and manipulating to make this ''Atlantis'' do as lite work as possible. He wasn’t going to dance that dance again. Ryan took a seat as he stayed quiet to hear this John Hendry Eden speak

''I suggest a meeting on neutral ground for those with the ability to reach this location. Bermuda island in a week''

This was just what Ryan wanted...Now he could see his perhaps further opponents in the eyes. He took up his radio and responded

''Mr.Eden consider me there''

He switched his channel back down to Rapture to call up a Bathysphere. He was going to do some travels.
''I wonder'' He said out to himself aloud as he stepped out from the radio-hut and awaited the Bathysphere
''Am i going to meet people...or parasites?...Only time can tell'' Soon he was in his own Sphere again...

His Sphere was one of luxury as it was quite big for a Bathysphere standards. Hitting a bottom on the wall opened his to own mini bar where he had stored some of Raptures finest wine and whisky. Poring himself a glass he pushed another bottom to get the Radio playing ''Rise Rapture Rise'' as he engaged the local motor and started making course for Bermuda Island.

Soon the a voice started on the outer side
''I have order a construction crew up and they are working on a new Bathysphere system to the surface'' Ryan made sure he was conferrable in his seat. The Bermuda Island was a whole week away after all
''What did they say sir?'' Ryan calmly responded
''They suggested a meeting on the Bermuda Island...Can you dig up the coordinates?'' A few minutes later it was as easy as putting on the auto pilot and he was on his way. It would take attest one week to get there but he would get there in time...hopefully

[Flamelord]

Dr. Weir nodded to herself. "We'll see you then Mr. Eden." She then turned her attention to that of Captain Olimar. "Captain, we'll have someone out to you shortly to provide assistance."

Turning her attention from the radio, she looked over at Chuck. "Call back Sheppard. We need to talk." Chuck nodded and got on the radio.

Once Shepard arrived back, they all adjourned to the meeting room for a discussion.

"Alright, McKay, I want you and Shepard to take a Jumper to help Captain Olimar fix his ship. Try to not reveal we have a cloak to them, would you?"

Shepard nodded, though McKay grumbled a bit about how he was supposed to know how to fix a ship he had never seen before, despite Shepard pointing out he had done it before. And, it was pretty much true, if Olimar even needed their assistance. Worst came to worst, they could give them a lift with a Jumper.

"Oh, and Rodney, turn the cloak off. We don't want to reveal all our capabilities, just in case anyone here does turn out to be hostile," ordered Weir, Shepard understanding yet concerned at the same time. With that, the meeting broke up. The city was uncloaked, and shortly afterwards Shepards team set out towards Captain Olimar's coordinates, which indicated them to be somewhere in the united Kingdom..