[OOC] The Transreality War: Ship-Based Sci-Fi Multiverse RP

[Queen Raidne]

{Accepting!}




GM: Queen Raidne
Co-GM: Assallya


The galaxy is a jewel; the cosmos, its velvet-lined case.
Species, life - these are happenstance, chance reactions conceived and created in flashes of atmospheric disturbance.
Jewels, plural: Multiple galaxies; trillions of stars, trillions of chances, countless species, trillions of lives.
Cases, velvet-lined, plural. Multiple cosmoses. Many universes. Different start conditions; different circumstances, different jewels.
Jewel thief: one who steals jewels.
Jewel heist: the operation of stealing many cases (or one particular case) of jewels through cunning and/or deception.

Ships, molded by different circumstances, hanging upon the immense flypaper backdrop of the total absence of matter. Vessels designed to exceed the speed of light, vessels designed for war, vessels designed for hope, and vessels designed for peace. Habitats and seeds ejected from one planet toward the next, piloted by creations of chance. Free-floating carbon molecules running from jewel to jewel. In all of the cases of jewels in all the jewelry stores, molecules of carbon defy chance through sheer quantity, and end up in a different box. The same box.

Ships, wildly varying in attitude and character, for incredibly different and intricate reasons, find themselves in the same box. One about to be stolen.


It is a period of civil emergency. CORUSCANT, capital of the Galactic Empire, is under seige from a tower of unknown origin. EMPEROR PALPATINE, having escaped the seige, now rebuilds his forces to stage a counterattack. This has the unfortunate consequence of stranding DARTH VADER, his apprentice, behind the unknown enemy on Coruscant.

In the chaos, rebel spaceships strike from a hidden base, winning their first victory against the Galactic Empire. During the battle, Rebel spies easily stole secret plans to the Empire's ultimate weapon, the DEATH STAR, an armored space station with enough power to destroy an entire planet. Aglow with victory, Princess Leia races home aboard her starship, custodian of the stolen plans that can save her people and restore freedom to the galaxy.

Meanwhile, above the spaceport Mos Eisley on the planet Tatooine, a disparate band of heavily damaged, unknown ships appears from nowhere....

~o~0~o~

Universe: Star Wars
Time: Just prior to Episode IV - that is, the battle in which the rebels acquire the plans to the Death Star
You: Ships from any universe, transported to the Star Wars universe via mostly unreproduceable means, heavily damaged and/or low on supplies and fuel.

____||Ships:

|Power Level: Ships should be at an approximately equal or lower power level to the Enterprise (original series, Star Trek), Prometheus (Stargate SG-1 [note the lack of an Asgard core]), Normandy (Mass Effect), or Carrier (Starcraft II: Star Battle [custom game/map]). There's some leeway here, so if you're questioning whether or not a ship works, ask. Don't, however, ask if you can take Atlantis from Stargate Atlantis. The answer is no.

|Supplies/Damage: As your ship gets transferred over from its universe of origin (however you'd like for that to happen), or perhaps before it gets transferred, it will sustain damage and/or lose supplies. The point of this is to level the playing field amongst PC ships. So there might be the Galactica along side the Enterprise, but the Enterprise barely has enough antimatter to sustain life support, let alone shields. As a rule of thumb, the more advanced your ship is, the more crippled it should be.

The secret second point of this is to force everybody's ships to cooperate (or at least interact with the other PC ships for a bit). Furthermore, under the philosophy of "if it ain't broke, don't fix it", your ships are "broke". Oh, look at that whole universe and PC and enemy ships literally made of alien tech. Alien upgrades, anyone?

|An Acceptable Break from Reality: There can be more of these, obviously, but let's just agree to get this out of the way:
-Aliens speak English/Universal Translators: To avoid two pages of "how do I understand this language?" posts, Galactic Basic is assumed to be readily translatable to your ship's crew, and vice-versa. If you'd like to tackle Wookiee, or other obscure dialects, it's up to you as to how difficult it is to translate.

Ship Sheet

|Ship Name:
|Universe of Origin:
|Method of Transfer (inc. damage sustained during transfer/current supplies):
|Ship Specifications: (armament, dimensions, shielding, transporters, etc)
|Crew:
+Name:
+Job:
+Description:

Example

|Ship Name: N1-B Romanova
|Universe of Origin: Command and Conquer Red Alert 2 (+25 years)
|Method of Transfer (inc. damage sustained during transfer/current supplies): The Soviet Union tested Chronosphere technology for the first time. Either something was uncalibrated, or the chronosphere was never designed to teleport itself, because the ship suffered some severe damage before ending up in a completely different universe. The ionizable materials tanks - vital for firing the tesla coils in an extra-atmospheric environment - are leaking heavily and there is significant melting, warping and other heat damage in the force field emitter. And while the chronosphere might be capable of activation again, there's no telling what the consequences might be.
|Ship Specifications: After the glorious Soviet victory in the Second Great War, humanity was could venture to the stars free of any capitalist chains. During the rush to design, build, and launch spacecraft, many new designs were tested. Many attempted to incoporate experimental technology liberated from the oppressed former capitalist nations. The most successful, however, was based upon an unfinished prototype for a Soviet lunar-landing rocket, the N1.

Schematics and Pictures

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Annotated:


Under Construction:

+Length: 1000m
+Armament:
10x Tesla coils arranged in three rings of three, modified for use in space. These actually spew a stream of ionized plasma at a target before following up with several thousand volts of electricity. While their range isn't particularly long (the primary coil has decent range), the combined electromagnetic and thermal effects is significant.
9x 23mm Rikhter machine guns. Originally used in the Tupolev Tu-22, the Rikhter is capable of spewing out 300 rounds per second at 850 meters per second. The Romanova uses them to supplement its Tesla coils against enemy fighters and as point defense against missiles.
6 missile silos. The Romanova carries a full complement of 12 nuclear warheads and 48 V5 long-range ballistic missiles.
+Propulsion: 30 Fission fragment rockets, maneuvering thrusters
+Utility: Magnetron - think very powerful directed magnet; essentially it's a tractor beam capable of pulling car-sized vehicles into space from extremely low orbit for about 6 seconds, followed by a significant cooldown.
Chronosphere - Mid-range teleportation device. It will kill living beings near the origin and destination of the vehicle being teleported if they aren't in a faraday cage (e.g. surrounded by metal). It takes 10 minutes to recharge. This particular chronosphere has its origin locked on the Romanova, or else random transuniversal teleporation (and damage) results.
+Defenses: 30 second force field (at the cost of all power and thrust for a minute and a half during and after activation). Note that the force field is nearly impenetrable, however.
+Crew: 1,200
+Cosmonauts (soldiers equipped with lasers, maneuvering packs, and space suits trained specifically to fight in vacuum): 300. Some ships have small personal fighter craft. The Soviets prefer to just use extremely maneuverable (and somewhat expendable) cosmonaut "volunteers" armed with laser rifles.

|Crew:

+Name: Venera Romanova
+Rank: Kapitan 2 ranga
+Job: Commander
+Description: Venera Romanova, a minor relation to the famous Romanov line, was only 15 when the soviet forces secured their victory against the evil traitor Yuri. Spurred by the endless patriotism in the world's new superstate, Venera enlisted in the new space branch of the soviet armed forces. Being, of course, a naturally higher-caliber leader, Venera was quickly sent to the Officer's training school. From there she was placed as captain of the latest top-secret military vessel, appropriately named after the Premier's family line. It was a quiet, out-of-the way position, easily covered up if she should fail while still sufficiently prestigious should she succeed.

Venera herself is a highly charismatic leader, either completely brainwashed by soviet ideology or very good at hiding unpatriotic thoughts. Most of her military tactics, when they are called for, follow the general Soviet strategy: might, power, and single-minded purpose. She commands her ship with an iron fist of respect and fear - as a matter of fact, there's not much difference in her mind. Some whisper that she is a bit power-mad, pointing to the Premier himself's madness in his twilight years. Those that make such whispers, however, are quietly reindoctrinated into more productive avenues of thinking.

Meanwhile, she's been fighting an internal struggle to maintain the prestige of the Romanov line without seeming like a weak and minor part of it herself. Having been elevated to such a high position, she feels pressured to act how she thinks people would expect her to.[/b]

+Name: Yevgeniy Utkin
+Rank: Kapitan 3 ranga
+Job: XO
+Description: Kapitan Utkin is a small rarity in the CCCP: a man that acquired command through merit alone. Frustratingly for him, however, a Romonov beat him to command of the N1-B. While he believes whole-heartedly in the message of the Soviet Union, he sometimes questions its methods (internally, of course). He's often stuck actually implementing the commander's plans, but takes advantage of this and often tries to tone down Venera's relentless ideological pratter.

+Name: Sergei Volkov
+Rank: Kapitan-leytenant
+Job: Cosmonaut Commander
+Description: Sergei Volkov is well-known amongst the crew for having attended re-education filming sessions voluntarily. He says that they're "fun" and "entertaining". He comes from a line of warring men, going all the way back to the First Great War, when his great-grandfather commanded a mammoth tank against the forces of Greece. His grandfather fought as a commando in several secret raids to help secure the World Socialist Alliance's secret buildup of armed forces, and his father was the captain of a Kirov-class heavy bomber airship. In reality, anyone who would willingly lead a battalion of men into one-on-one combat against enemy fighters in space would have to be a little crazy.

However, he has successfully proven the worth of the Cosmonaut concept. In several full-field scale excersizes, it was found that a swarm of highly maneuverable and expendable men is nearly as effective and much less expensive than an actual fighter escort. Some of these findings, of course, might have been due to the quality of the hastily-assembled MiG Cosmos starfighter, but nobody can deny that Volkov's equally-crazy commando force is effective.

+Name: Gregor Zelinsky
+Rank: Doctor
+Job: Scientist/Engineer
+Description: A nervous-seeming man who studied under Tesla himself, Dr. Zelinsky was quietly reappropriated from a top-secret project to work on the Romanova. His background in chrono technology (the Chronosphere being a joint invention between Einstein and Tesla) proved invaluable in the integration of captured capitalist technology. This has the unfortunate side effect of Dr. Zelinsky being the one whom everyone both blames and turns to should anything on the ship malfunction.

His knowledge of both Soviet and Allied technology is unparalleled as a result, and certainly nobody on board the Romanova could outmatch him.

[Sundered Echo]

|Ship Name: Tor-Selim - Hiigaran Carrier
|Universe of Origin: Homeworld
|Method of Transfer While running scans on the Hyperspace Gate that Kira obsesses over, the Gate mysteriously activated and pulled the Tor-Selim in. During the voyage, the unusual type of Quantum waveform the gate employed caused significant damage to the Hyperspace Wake Jump module, as well as damaging the Frigate and Corvette manufacturing facilities - both the exterior modules and the Frigate berths exposed bays. A number of crew were injured or killed by Quantum anomalies forming in the fore section of the ship, where the ships bow intersected another peak in the wave.

|Ship Specifications:

+Offensive Systems:
4 Point defense guns
+Defensive Systems
Multi layered armour
Naar Directive
+Auxiliary Systems
Self-sustaining Fusion reactor / Plasma drive
Sensor and Communications Array linked to Fleet Intelligence
Short Jump Hyperspace Core
+Flight Systems
Fighter launch bay
Corvette launch bay
Multi-purpose recovery bay
Frigate Berth
10 variable internal hangars.
+Secondary Systems
Hyperspace Wake Jump Module
Resourcing Array
Frigate Manufacturing Facility
Corvette Manufacturing Facility
Fighter Manufacturing Facility
Cryogenics Vault
Advanced R&D Labs
+Miscellaneous Specifications
Length: 832 M
Crew Complement: 881
Cryogenics Max Complement: 3000
Cryogenics Current Compliment: 2912
+Current Flight Group
20 Interceptors
10 Bombers
3 Pulsar Gunships
2 Resource Collectors

|Crew:

Saalen Manaan

+Job: Captain
+Description: Captain Saalen Manaan has lived on exploration ships for his entire life, in fact he was born on one, not laying eyes on Hiigara until his sixth year. Throughout his life he has displayed the Manaani drive to see new sights and experience new things, learning to fly ships even as he learned to walk. The first half of his career was spent aboard a series of private exploration ships among crews of mostly either Manaani or Somtaaw origin. He climbed the ranks while here, learning to fly a wide variety of Hiigaran ships as he did so, before eventually deciding that this life was too safe for him. He practically looked forward to the times when his ship would come under attack by various pirates, Turanics or Taiidan Imperialists for the thrill of battle and the glorious sights of ships weaving complex and deadly patterns in battle.

He eventually decided to enlist in the Hiigaran defence force as an officer, that he might direct the battles and create new, more complex, more amazing formations. His time training on Hiigara represents the longest single time he has ever been planetside at once, and once again, he quickly climbed the ranks. He served onboard Hiigaran carriers, battlecruisers and even a Shipyard during peacetime, fending off all manner of lesser threats to the Hiigaran space lanes. As time went on though, this particular fascination died down, and he began to return more towards a desire for exploration. This time more as a scout or on an expedition fleet to truly push the borders of space. At the same time he was promoted to captain, to command his own ship for a change.

He was given command of a destroyer in a small exploration flotilla which departed for the edge of Hiigaran space, right before the Vaygr war began. Because of travel times and logistics, Saalen only arrived back at Hiigara in time for the final few battles of the war, and the second battle he was in saw his ship crippled entirely, meaning he missed almost all of the war. After the war, an aging Saalen was assigned command of the carrier Tor-Selim, a vessel whose name some believed to be cursed. Unfazed, Saalen welcomed the larger command, enjoying the role that had been chosen for the ship - exploring and charting a number of the newly active hyperspace gates that extended from the Eye of Aarran. He was the one to discover the inactive gate that Kira S’jet was later to obsess over.

Saalen Manaan has lost little of his typically Manaani enthusiasm for new things, though he has certainly lost his taste for combat over the years. He prefers to find non-violent methods for resolving disputes, but if the dispute breaks down to violence he will not shy away, making use of the vast experience and training he has for such matters. Outside of command he is good natured and friendly, often with a youthful exuberance one would not expect from one of his age, and rarely bothers to stand on formality.

Kira S’jet

+Job: Chief Science Officer
+Description: Born into a family of Scientists in a Kiith dedicated to Science, Kira’s path in life was set from the very first moment. Her entire early life was focused on education and preparation to the exclusion of all else, her dream always being to match the godlike reputation of Karan S’jet. She always proved a quick learner and in near record time she was studying among the ranks of S’jet scientists on the leading edge of Hiigaran technology. Early in her budding career she chose to specialise in Hyperspace physics, though as any good S’jet she made sure not to narrow her scientific knowledge overmuch.

She made a number of discoveries that would help to increase the efficiency of wake jumping technology soon after she specialised in her field, but her impatience with people and obsessive tendencies born of blind focus on Science to the exclusion of all else led to a reputation that would not be what it could. When the Vaygr war arrived, she was very nearly chosen for the research division that would board the Pride of Hiigara, the position stolen from her at the last minute by a scientist from Kiith Kaalel. Thanks to that, Kiith Kaalel has earned her eternal enmity. After the war and the discovery of vast amounts of progenitor technology, including the Eye of Aarran, Kira had a new guiding light for her studies and lifes work. Hyperspace gates became an obsession of hers, and she quickly became one of Hiigara’s foremost experts on the subject. In particular, once the Tor Selim discovered a mysteriously non-functional Hyperspace gate on the very edge of the network, she began to obsess. She has devoted the past three years to its study, and the current expedition aboard the Tor-Selim is her latest attempt to divine its purpose.

Kira S’jet is a genius, but unfortunately that genius is marred by her obsessive personality. She is devoted to Science in a cold manner, some might even call her unfeeling, though this is not true. She expects much of her peers, and when they cannot keep up with her she often gets angry with them, which has led to her functioning almost entirely without permanent assistants. Outside of her Science, she has almost no life to speak of, caring little for interaction with people and finding only a token relaxation from music and literature. She has a particular dislike for religion, viewing it as baseless superstition from people who know nothing better. To her, Karan S’jet is simply a remarkable woman, and Sajuuk is just an ancient starship.

Ariel Manaan

+Job: First Officer/Diplomat
+Description: Kiith Manaan by Marriage, Ariel was born into Kiith Nabaal on Hiigara. Even from a very young age, it was clear that she was not cut out for either the political or engineering aspects championed by Kiith Nabaal, always longing to leave Hiigara to travel amongst the stars. As soon as she was able, she enlisted in a Sobani military academy, endorsed and funded by her wealthy parents, most likely in the hopes that a higher education among the Sobani would make her realise what she already had on Hiigara. This ploy backfired entirely, however, when Ariel met and quickly fell in love with a Manaani man also training at the academy. It was not long before Ariel married the Manaani man, choosing to enter his Kiith instead of retaining close ties to Nabaal.

She graduated quickly from the Sobani academy, not truly willing to climb military ranks without trying out a few more things, despite her high marks and clear skill in various forms of combat. She had enrolled in a Manaan run diplomatic university only months before the Vaygr war began. Her husband was killed early in the war, and in memory of him she chose to leave the school and fight for Hiigara, though there was more than a little vengeance in her actions. With the bloody battles and high rate of attrition in the Vaygr war, she was given ample chance to rise through the ranks, ending the war as the commander of a frigate squadron on the front lines of the final battle. She witnessed Sajuuk’s power first hand, and her ship was among those intercepting the atmospheric deprivation weapons before they could reach Hiigara. Once the Vaygr were defeated, she once again returned to Hiigara to learn the art of diplomacy, though with a degree of newfound purpose - to protect Hiigara from any more attacks like what the Vaygr achieved by ensuring the Hiigarans made no more enemies in their travels. She was head-hunted by Kira S’jet for the Tor-Selim for her consistent high achieving in the various education centers she had been to and for her multiple specialities.

Like many Manaani, she shares a love of the unknown and of new experiences. She prefers to lead from the front in all things, and still enjoys personally leading fighter groups. Though some would say she recovered remarkably well from her husbands death, she nonetheless tends to hold people at arms reach rather than get close to them. She also tends to take more risks when it comes to her own safety since the event.

Jakuur Soban

+Job: Head of Security
+Description: Jakuur Soban is the senior member of Kiith Soban onboard the ship and, as with the majority of the crew, was born on Hiigara. Like all Sobani, Jakuur was not born into the Kiith, but rather became Sobanii of his own will. Not even his fellows know to which Kiith he originally belonged, only that he ‘took the red’ and became Soban very early in his life, and has remained ever since. Like many modern Hiigarans, he fought in the recent Vaygr wars, though unlike them, he was in the thick of the fighting the entire time, serving on front line units, usually in marine frigates but sometimes as part of the defensive forces on capital ships. He was called upon to fight in nearly every engagement his ship was in, and with the high attrition rate of Marine Frigates against the Vaygr it is a miracle he survived every battle. After the Vaygr defeat, he briefly took up a teaching role in one of the many Sobanii military academies on Hiigara, but found his role their to be far too sedentary for his tastes. When he heard that Kira S’jet’s expedition was looking for a marine task-force, he leapt at the opportunity, both to return to the military lifestyle and to be in command of a detachment not likely to encounter any major fighting.

While he has always believed wholeheartedly in the ideals of Kiith Soban, Jakuur’s unlikely survival of the Vaygr wars many battles has led him to also strongly believe in Sajuuk. While certainly not a Zealot, he has become a deeply religious man , believing that all that happens to him and everyone else is the will of Sajuuk - He Whose Hand Shapes What Is. Combined with a certain jaded streak characteristic of an older veteran, he is almost impervious to surprise, and few things truly scare him.

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Transfered from the PMs.

|Ship Name: Culling of Prospero
|Universe of Origin: Warhammer 40K
|Method of Transfer: The will of Malal, the Choas God of Anarchy
|Damage sustained during transfer/current supplies: Significant Damage to the Lance cannons, Significant Damage to Weapon Batteries, Significant damage to Armour-bay (Warhound Krakatoa suffered critical damage, estimated repair time,1 year 3 months 21 days. Other vehicles received minimal damage.) Crew Quarters damaged (Light casualties sustained by astartes, luckily, their gene-seed was recovered.) Engines fully operational.
|Ship Specifications:
+Offensive Systems:
Dorsal Weapon Batteries X 5
Broadside Weapon Batteries X 16 (8 on each side)
Ventral Lance type anti-capital Ship Cannons X 4
Anti-Fighter Lance turrets X 25
Missile tubes X 10
+Defensive Systems
Void Shields
Thick Armour
+Auxiliary Systems
Self Sustaining Plasma reactor
Powerful Vox Caster system.
Warp Jump Engines
Powerful Sensors.
+Flight Systems
Multiple Hangars for launching Landing/Attack craft.
Drop Pod Launch bays
+Secondary Systems
Teleportarium
Stasis pods
Dreadnought Internment center
Small Manufactorum used by Master of the Force and his Techpriests
Chapel to the Immortal God Emperor.
Machine God temple (Doubles up as vehicle repair bay. Warhound Krakatoa stored here)
+Miscellaneous Specifications
Length: 2.5 KM
Width: 750M
Hight: 1.2KM
Crew Complement: 15,654 (285 Astartes, 2821 Guardsmen, 12,539 standard crewers and 9 Inquisitorial members)
+Current Flight Group:
15 Thunderhawk Gunships
30 Valkyrie Gunships
15 Storm Eagle Gunships
5 Caestus Assault Rams
20 Stormtalon Gunships
100 Drop pods
|Crew:
+Name: Kurn Wolfstalon
+Job: Azuriah (Serves as both Chapter-Master and Chief-Librarian.)
+Description: Reletively young by Chapter Master standards as he is barely 500 years old. Kurn was noted for his powerful Psyker powers when, his powers made themself clear at the age of 7 when he watched a Black Legion Aspiring Champion slaughter his mother, In response, his mind shreded the champion to red paste. His father, A commander in the Space Wolves, tried to have his son enlisted when the Inquisitions Black Ships arrived to have him drafted into the Grey Knights. The Space Wolves and Inquisition got into a shouting match and almost came to blows when an Inquisitor offered a compromise. Found a new chapter, that the boy would take command of when he was old enough. One that would hunt Daemons... The Space Wolves most hated enemies. Over the next 200 years, he was trained to use his psyker powers to their fullest. He has now been leading the Angels against the Thousand Sons in several successful campaigns. He wears hooded Terminator Armour with Metal Angel Wings on the back and an Iron Halo adorning it and is armed with a Force Staff and wrist mounted Psycannon.

+Name: Worf Wolfstalon
+Job: Prisoner
+Description: The brother of the Azuriah. He is 12 years older than his brother and was already in his training when his younger brother was taken by the Inquisition for training. Worf had minor psyker potential, but never enough to be noticed by the Inquisition. He was transfered to the Angels of Fenris when his brother became Chapter Master. During a recent raid on a Thousand Son base, he freed a captured Eldar Farseer that was to be ritually sacrificed to Slaanesh. Then they were ambushed, Worf was cut off from his team and had to escape with the Farseer. He was mortally wounded escaping. The Farseer foresaw him being of great importance to the defense of his craftworld... That, without him, the great enemy would consume the souls of them all. Vowing to not let that happen, he captured his soul in a Spirit Stone. His soul was then interned into a Wraithlord. Waking, he saw what he had become and immediately attempted suicide. Naturally, he was restrained and prevented from doing so. When the others tried to have the abomination killed, Worf was returned to the Angels by the Farseer, saying that he would return him on the condition that he wasn't killed. Worf now resides on the ship, restrained, begging all passersby to kill him. End his suffering as a Monstrosity. But, by Kurns honour, he cannot allow his brother to perish. He is now a Wraithlord that has been repainted in Angels of Fenris livery (Space Wolf Grey, Mephiston Red and Burnished Gold)

+Name: Viqtor Remly
+Job: Inquisitor
+Description: An Inquisitor in the Angels midst to keep an eye on them. He has a Servo-arm and uses a Blast Pistol and Daemon Blade, he also carries around a Tau Pulse rifle. He travels around with his own Death Cult.

The Death Cult

+Name: Bork Molgrak
+Job: Ninja
+Description: an Ogryn Bone'ead Blademaster, One of the few Psyker Ogryns and one that escaped the Black Ships... But only because they didn't bother to test the Ogryns. Born into the Death Cult when they read ancient texts about the Ogres of earth, they learned of the Ogre Maneater Ninja's of old. They were said to be deadly, so they raised Bork and trained him to become one. His fighting style is much like the Eldar Warp Spider's, using his Psyker abilities to teleport short distances after dropping a smoke bomb. When he was hired into the Inquisition, he was given the Bone'ead implants. Equipped with Smoke Bombs, Melta Bombs and Multiple Swords

+Name: Yoheved and Mary Oriaa
+Job: Brides of Death
+Description: Twin Sister Psyker's known as the Brides of Death, they were born to the previous head of the Death Cult, a former Sister Repentia that weilded twin Evicerator's. She passed one on to each of her daughters, training them to slaughter Daemons and Heretics in the name of The Emperor. They earned their name "Brides of Death" It was for them alone that Viqtor sought them out. Each equipped with an Evicerator and twin Bolt Pistols.

+Name: Billy Revanent
+Job: Psyker
+Description: A Bray Shaman, Born a Psyker in Necromunda and hidden by the gangs, he fought for Van Saar in the gang wars, eventually though, his gang was killed and he was picked up by the Death Cult, He was their psyker until they were picked up by the Inquisition to work for Lord Viqtor. He now works as Lord Viqtor's strategist. Equipped with a Force Staff and Flak armour

+Name: Aminah Kreelaf
+Job: Wytch Hunter
+Description: A Wytch hunter in the Inquisition, she was born the daughter of a Commissar on Cadia. She was a Psyker and found by the Black Ships, then drafted into the Inquisition. She dispises Chaos Worshipping Humans above all else. Daemons cannot help being born as abominations to the Emperor, but these people... They chose to turn their back on his holiness. She has been Remly's right hand man since he first rose to his rank. Equipped with custom Power Armour (Based off of that used by the Adeptus Sororitas.) a Power Force Sword and Inferno Pistol.

+Name: Rennekel
+Job: Tracker
+Description: a Kroot Shaper, born and raised in his tribe, they broke their treaty with the Tau and travelled to Imperium space to find new genes to feed upon to add to their own biology. Rennekel worked for many noble houses as a tracker and trainer for their guards, his reputation travelled back to Viqtor, who decided that he had use for the Xeno's services as a tracker. Equipped with a Burst Cannon and a Power Sword as well as a Stealth Field Generator for scouting

+Name: Ophias Quell
+Job: Assassin
+Description:a Vindicair Assassin, Equipped with a Exitus pistol and rifle, no other information available.

+Name: One
+Job: Psyker-Hunter
+Description: A being that many would regard as an Abomination of technology and the will of the Inquisition. Born with the 'Pariah Gene', she was found by the Inquisition, quickly, and was trained as a Psyker-Hunter. She was the second to be attached to Inquisitor Viqtors retinue. Whilst they were investigating a Necron Tombworld. They managed to capture a Pariah alive and brought him back to be dissected. One oversaw it and volunteered for an experiment that... Well, many would consider an abomination unto the Emperor, but she was a Pariah, she had already accepted the fact that there was no place for her in The Emperor's galaxy, the most she could do is help to create it. They grafted the Necron technology onto his body, replacing his legs and arms with the Pariahs and transforming it's chest cavity into armour. She utilizes a Phase Shifter to keep her out of the eyes of the crew and anyone not the Inquisitor. She is also armed with several Necron weapons, such as a pair of Hyperphase swords and a Warscythe.

+Name: Lafrao Morray
+Job: Admiral (Commands the ship itself.)
+Description: An Admiral in the Imperial Navy, he is highly decorated strategist. He wears the standard Admiral's coat and has a prosthetic arm and eye and uses a Laspistol in the highly unlikely event of having to fight without his Battleship.

+Name: Lemanicus Bridge
+Job: Master of the Forge
+Description: Ever since he was small, on Fenris, he has been a weaponsmith. Naturally, when the Sky Warriors came for him, he wanted to be a Techmarine. Although he has limited Combat experience, there are few more skilled at the forge than he. He made most of the armour worn by the Angels of Fenris. He has 6 servo-arms and, in the highly unlikely event of entering combat, he wields a Melta-Bolter combi and a Power Axe. He is 800 years young and his flowing, silver beard he boasts to be the finest in the Universe.

+Name: Zequial Remming
+Job: Master of Sanctity
+Description: During the Great Crusade, Zequial was a Chaplain in the Word Bearers Legion. When his ship went into the Warp, it didn't emerge for another 13000 years... Although, as far as he was concerned, it was only 100 years, he spent it in the Warp, fighting an unending army of Daemons, holling himself up in the cargo bays, the only way he could drown out the whispers of Chaos was to sing loudly. When the hulk finally emerged, it was found by the Angels, when found him, his armour so bloodstained that the paint had been worn off, they couldn't see his Legion markings. He was barely alive. And being that the computer told them that he hadn't exitted the warp for 100 years, they decided to have him interned, the only Dreadnought available was a Contemptor in the ships hold that he was in. He now works as the Master of Sanctity. Although, as with most Dreadnoughts, he isn't entirely there in his head. As such, he is prone to randomly bursting into song. He is armed with a Twin-Link Autocannon and a special Corzius (Large enough for a Deadnought to weild) made by Lemanicus. He also has a Missile rack on his shoulders.

+Name: Grumm Plorgan
+Job: Honour Guard
+Description: An Ogryn formerly of the Cadians, he is more commonly known as "Headpuller" due to his preference of killing his victims by pulling their heads off. He was transfered to the Honour-Guard of the Angels when he saved the Azuriah's life, the Azuriah had been cut off from his troops when his Drop-pod was hit by flak and he was thrown out, his Psyker powers saving him from the fall. On the ground he met up with the Cadians and Grumm, when they were ambushed by a Daemon Prince and his forces, Their forces engaged each other whilst Kurn and the Daemon Prince squared off. The Daemon Prince gained the upper hand by pinning the Azuriah to the ground and was just about to deliver the finishing blow, when Grumm jumped on his back and ran up, before grabbing the Daemon Princes head and pulling, the Daemon Prince ignored him, knowing that if he took his hands off the Azuriah, then he'd be vulnerable to his Psycannon. Unfortunately for the Daemon Prince, he didn't count on the conviction and stubbornness of the Ogryn as, soon, his head was ripped clean off his shoulders, before Grumm proceeded to beat a nearby Chaos Terminator to death with it. Pleased by this creature, he ordered the Ogryn be transfered to his honour guard. He is armed with a unique pair of Krak Missile Launchers, upgraded from those made for the Bullgryns, only, these have Power Fists loaded onto the end of them to help better get a grip on his enemies heads.

+Name: Lord General Siegfried Wallace
+Job: Commander of the Guard
+Description: The Angels of Fenris, due to a lack of a homeworld, have a notable lack of Astartes among their number. To balance out their forces to make them a proper fighting force, they are heavily bolstered by The Emperor's Hammer, The Astra Militarum (Imperial Guard). The Militarum is commanded by the Lord General. Officer, gentleman, genocidal killer of Heretics. Formerly a Commissar in the 501st Cadians, he worked his way up the ranks, most of the time by sacrificing body parts, Achieving Lord Commissar at the cost of he arm, General at the cost of his remaining hand, and Lord General at the cost of his eye. He is never seen without his signature moustache and monocle, wearing his cravat and frilly-cuffed shirt, and you are not likely to find a shinier pair of boots in the entire Imperium. His motto being "A spit-shined pair of boots, a crisp, ironed shirt, and a trusty Pistol by your side and the Emperor will not allow any harm to come to you." He is always ready to fight at a moments notice, primarily because his hand was replaced by a Power Fist with a Hotshot-lasgun built into the wrist, as well as a Power Sword on his belt, built specially by Lemanicus, it's hilt is shaped like a wolf's head, howling a blade.

+Name: Father Morican Beniiel
+Job: Wolf Priest/Chief Apothecary
+Description: A practitioner of the Faith, but primarily the ships chief Medical Officer. Morican was, like Lemanicus, a youth that grew up in the tribal system of Fenris. He was trained in the ways of medicine by his Grandfather, who had learned his medical knowledge from his grandfather, and so on. Morican was recruited by the Sky Warriors and became a Wolf Priest, due to his combination of extensive medical knowledge and fierce devotion to the faith. He was the one that found Zequiel and interned him, and is one of Kurns oldest friends, it is said that he is the only member of the crew allowed to talk back to the Azuriah. And, though is not the Master of Sanctities, is considered one of the wisest in the order when it comes to the faith... He is also considered the biggest party animal, due to his fondness of Ale and Mead

Holy Relics

Warhound Krakatoa: One of the holiest relics in the Angels arsenal, Krakatoa is a new Volcanicus-Class Warhound, equipped with a pair of Volcano Cannon's and head mounted Mega Bolter

Fang of Fenris: A Power Force sword, made for Leman Russ' bodyguards. When they travelled to Holy Mother Terra, this sword was presented as arms to The Emperor himself. During another battle, its weilder was struck down by a Chaos Demon and was picked up by Leman Russ himself. Using it to slay the Daemon. It is the second holiest relic in the Angels arsenal.

Bulveye's Shield: A Reaper-pattern Autocannon, used by a Terminator of the Space Wolves 13th Company. The Terminator was one of Bulveye's bodyguards, he used it to help his Lord fight his way out of a certain death situation.

Helm of the Fell-Handed: The helmet of Bjorn the Fell-Handed. A most sacred relic that inspires awe and fear in all that gaze at it. It was crafted by Leman Russ himself for his closest ally, though rarely used, due to Bjorns fondness for having the scent of battle filling his nostrills without the air filtration system of a helmet. The single holiest relic in the Angels armoury.

[Sep]

Will shift my sheet over tomorrow when I am on land.

[Sep]

Forewarning. A battlestar has a lot of officers and crew. I'll name them as I go along and add them images if they are really important.

BSG14 Battlestar Columbia

The Battlestar Columbia is one of the original twelve of the Galactica Class Battlestars constructed. It was designated BSG-14 and served for the Colonial Fleet for many years, currently moving out to take part in Operation Raptor Talon the Columbia has already seen an extensive battle history however has managed to be repaired and is once again fully functional due to spending several months in drydock.

Dimensions
Length: 4720 feet (1438.64m)
Width: 1762 feet (536.84m)
Height: 602 feet (183.32m)

Armaments(War time Armament):
~600x dual point-defense CIWS
~40x Primary guns
~12 missile tubes

Aircraft:
Full Viper Mk. II compliment
Full Raptor compliment

Aviation facilities:
2x flight pods
2x flight decks: 617 m (2,025 ft) each
2x Hangar facilities
80x Viper launch tubes

Notable Crew

Name:Commander Tyrell Lorne
Age:45
Gender:Male
Appearance:

Image

In Colonial Uniform of course.

Brief History: Served in the Colonial fleet since 18, initially a Viper Jock before transferring for officer training shortly after where he then served as an XO aboard the Columbia until the Commander was promoted to another position and he took charge of the Columbia and has been its commander for the past 4 years.

Name:Colonel Alexander Phillips
Age:36
Gender:Male
Appearance:

Image

Again, in colonial uniform.

Brief History
Served as a Tactical Officer straight out of Officer Training so has no experience in the cockpit, which is why he was chosen to be the XO of the Columbia four years ago. As he has the vast experience in the running of a Battlestar and its systems which allows the Commander to shift focus towards the fighter element making it that much more dangerous.

This list will expand as time goes on.

[Sep]

/me dusts this new OOC.

[Assallya]

Well, I'm trying to be good and not jack the GM's thread :)

[Sep]

But getting bored hereeeeeeee D:

[mattmanganon]

I decided to add a Lord General to my crew, mainly because I need a good John Bull figure to keep my guardsmen in line.

[Queen Raidne]

Sorry, it always takes me a week to get back into the swing of things for some reason.
~o~0~o~

+Sundered Echo: Accepted in its entirety.

+Mattmanganon: That is a bit large, I think. I like the concept, and I'd hate for you to lose all the work you've done on bios, so I think you can keep most of your sheet intact. Just less of it. Perhaps a cruiser or something similar? I'm not the most well-versed in the Warhammer 40K 'verse.

+Sep: You'll need a method of transfer and damage sustained, but it otherwise looks fine.

[mattmanganon]

Queen Raidne said That is a bit large, I think. I like the concept, and I'd hate for you to lose all the work you've done on bios, so I think you can keep most of your sheet intact. Just less of it. Perhaps a cruiser or something similar? I'm not the most well-versed in the Warhammer 40K 'verse.

Unfortunate, but understandable. I mean, I did just ask for a ship that, is capable of leveling a planet in less than 30 minutes... Thinking about it, so is every ship from Star Trek... But at least, my guys aren't packing the equipment for it (Cyclonic Torpedoes: essentially, go off with the force of 10,000 Tzar Bomba's, blasting a chunk out of the planet and igniting the entire atmosphere.)

The big problem with my guys is that, well, obviously, they need a much bigger ship than something like Star Trek, due to the fact that humans are larger by average, I mean, Ciaphus Cain (An unaltered human) was supposed to be 7'1 And the average Space Marine is 10 foot, and let's not get started on the Ogryns, as Indicated with the "in order to get around a Galaxy Class, my Chapter Master would need to carry a stick of butter and a crowbar." joke.

Plus, their machines are all huge... I mean, Thunderhawks are about the size of an IRL north atlantic Cruiser. In order to take what I want for my story, I really need something this large... Plus, of course, Teleportariums are rare and the technology to create new ones is all but lost. Mars is the only place they can make them anymore.

That's the bitch about playing Imperium, they've got loads of neat toys, but nobody knows how to build them anymore... Seriously, all of the Imperiums big guns are based on lost technology, Titans, Fellblades, Emperor-Battleships... The Adeptus Mechanicus needs to pull their finger out...

Would it be acceptable if I crippled it a little more, if not, i'll look into a suitable replacement.

[Sep]

+Sep: You'll need a method of transfer and damage sustained, but it otherwise looks fine.

Did I not mention Hull Damage somewhere along the line? If not I'll have some hull damage along near engineering and the FTL offline. That way I won't be able to jump until the FTL is fixed which is rather dangerous until the hull is fixed up.

Also what do you mean method of transfer?

Last time I was pretty much just fell into the SW galaxy.

Also I was going to detail damage IC, I didn't want to add it to my lovely looking sheet.

[Sep]

Changed image for my XO

[Sundered Echo]

Matt you know that you can fit a company of marines and all their toys on a (much smaller) Strike Cruiser with room to spare. Chapters operated out of cruisers during the Heresy Era with no trouble at all.

Also, marines don't take up all that much space. Think about this: we can, right now, fit 5,680 people on a 332.8 meter long carrier (Nimitz Class) designed to hold a huge number of aircraft which, while nowhere near the size of a thunderhawk, still take up a considerable amount of space. While a marine ina rmour would most likely find the corridors in such a ship impossible to navigate, the scale should still make a point on its own. Even if you doubled the size of the rooms to account for it, you'd still get a good 2000 people on it.
Incidentally, Thunderhawks are barely pushing thirty meters. Source http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Thunderhawk#.U4vVDChqFNU (Taken from a Forge World Imperial Armour Book, which is only one step removed from a Codex in terms of Canon.)

I'm pretty sure you could comfortably downsize to a 2km cruiser and keep all the toys, and if its a heresy era ship, as many are, it may very well have a teleporter. Also, the mechanicus can still build a lot of their lost tech, they just cant improve it as they don't understand it, as well as generally taking a very long time to build it.

[Sep]

Well, there goes the point in having a ship from BSG.

When you already have colonials flying around. Good fight everyone, I'll just go hit the self destruct.

[Sep]

All right, colonials who magically appeared are gone. S'all good.

[Assallya]

What the fudge?

[Sep]

Originally Colonials came out of the Tower. When the Kin haven't taken over the BSG Galaxy which we discussed.

They're gone now, s'all good.

[mattmanganon]

Sundered Echo said
Matt you know that you can fit a company of marines and all their toys on a (much smaller) Strike Cruiser with room to spare. Chapters operated out of cruisers during the Heresy Era with no trouble at all.Also, marines don't take up all that much space. Think about this: we can, right now, fit 5,680 people on a 332.8 meter long carrier (Nimitz Class) designed to hold a huge number of aircraft which, while nowhere near the size of a thunderhawk, still take up a considerable amount of space. While a marine ina rmour would most likely find the corridors in such a ship impossible to navigate, the scale should still make a point on its own. Even if you doubled the size of the rooms to account for it, you'd still get a good 2000 people on it.Incidentally, Thunderhawks are barely pushing thirty meters. Source (Taken from a Forge World Imperial Armour Book, which is only one step removed from a Codex in terms of Canon.)I'm pretty sure you could comfortably downsize to a 2km cruiser and keep all the toys, and if its a heresy era ship, as many are, it may very well have a teleporter. Also, the mechanicus can still build a lot of their lost tech, they just cant improve it as they don't understand it, as well as generally taking a very long time to build it.

We've already discussed this, it's not Heresy Era, I've said this a number of Times. Also, as you said before, size, in the Warhammer Universe is debatable, as things are constantly being changed. Lexicanum (My go to source for Warhammer knowledge) said that Thunderhawks can be outfitted with Turbolaser-Destructor's (the same cannons mounted on a Reaver-class Battle Titan) If so, then a Thunderhawk would have to be pretty fucking huge to carry a generator capable of powering it up a weapon of that magnitude, without losing it's flight capability.

And as for the ship... Well, after looking into it, apparently things have got pretty fucked up as far as size goes, apparently, now, the smallest Capital ship that the Imperium fields is the Cobra-class Escort Frigate at 1.5KM. unfortunately, that thing has little to no space for an assault force, built like Defiant from DS9. Plus, of course, dat look... Vengeance is an awesome shape for a ship.

Fuck it, Let's say that the Vengeance is 2.5KM and have done with it, Who's gonna complain? Matt Ward? He can blow me.

[Sep]

mattmanganon said
We've already discussed this, it's not Heresy Era, I've said this a number of Times. Also, as you said before, size, in the Warhammer Universe is debatable, as things are constantly being changed. Lexicanum (My go to source for Warhammer knowledge) said that (the same cannons mounted on a ) If so, then a Thunderhawk would have to be pretty fucking huge to carry a generator capable of powering it up a weapon of that magnitude, without losing it's flight capability.And as for the ship... Well, after looking into it, apparently things have got pretty fucked up as far as size goes, apparently, now, the smallest Capital ship that the Imperium fields is the Cobra-class Escort Frigate at 1.5KM. unfortunately, that thing has little to no space for an assault force, built like Defiant from DS9. Plus, of course, dat look... Vengeance is an awesome shape for a ship.Fuck it, Let's say that the Vengeance is 2.5KM and have done with it, Who's gonna complain? Matt Ward? He can blow me.

I have no idea what is going on as I am out of the loop of W40k. However if you are desizing it don't you need to modify troop numbers/weapon placements etc to compensate? Downsize the ship downsize what it has?