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Star Wars - Invasion [multiverse spaceship RP]

>I'll try to get a post up tonight.

What Are You Listening To?

Fallout: Montana (Accepting new characters)

Elijah

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It was six in the morning when Fowler finally made his way out the door and towards his shop at Whitlash's center, though he had awoken and gotten ready for the day which lay ahead much earlier than that. Mostly out of instinct as old habits were hard to shake—especially the ones that had been imparted during his time in the army—although quite a bit of it had to do with practicality as well. His business was quite a ways away from his house after all, and it took him about an hour's worth of walking just to get there, to say nothing of getting back once the day was done. As such he'd created what many would consider an unreasonably strict routine complete with self-imposed curfews, though as far as the man himself was concerned it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. What was out of the ordinary however was this goddamn cold. Even in the fairest of seasons Montana possessed an ever-present chill, something he still hadn't grown accustomed to in all the years he'd been living here, in stark contrast to the warmer climates of the east and west coasts respectively. It was why unlike most folks he still bundled himself up on days like this, regardless of if it was below freezing or not, and would remain that way until the small heater he'd acquired from the last caravan to pass through here had finally warmed the inside of his store to a reasonable degree.

His disagreements with the northern climate notwithstanding, Elijah had made good progress, and by eight o'clock was just about to open up for the day when the town's bells rang — calling Whitlash's inhabitants to attend yet another meeting at town hall, whether it inconvenienced them to do so or not. He grumbled a little as he pocketed the key and turned his attention to the building in question. It remained the most presentable building in town by a sizeable margin, but even with all the repairs he and many others had done over the years Fowler could tell its walls still bore the scars of two hundred years worth of age, nuclear fire, and general weathering. Regardless, at least he could rest assured in the fact that it wouldn't be collapsing in on itself any time soon. Rubbing his hands in an effort to keep them warm he figured he'd wasted enough time standing about out here and made his way over to the entrance. It was a tad crowded on account of the fact that several other people had moseyed on in before him, but he managed to slip in without causing too much of a stir, giving a slight nod of greeting to Walker and Sam in the process.

Much like them he would take up a position near the very back of the room, ultimately coming to rest against the leftmost side of the doorframe as his hand found its way to the pistol which hung from his belt. He hoped he wouldn't have to make use of it today, but out here in the wastes one could never be too cautious.

The Court of the Gods

<Snipped quote by Zyx>
Not a very inspired post, but at least it gets some momentum going.

@Grijs

>True, but that is the goal ultimately.

>You won't see poetic writing for Isaac. It doesn't suit him as a character.

The Court of the Gods

>Let me know if I need to change anything in my post, as I kinda wrote it on autopilot.

The Court of the Gods

~Isaac Holcomb~

Approximately one week after Zeus' death

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Isaac was pleased to see his army return in one piece, relatively speaking anyway. There had been quite a few losses from the raid on Elysium granted, though he had taken more than enough material to make up for that. All that remained was for him to run it through the drexler and replenish his numbers, then conduct some more raids against the rest of his crewmates and their territories farther south. To that end his recon drones had been busy monitoring the southern lands while he'd been preoccupied with transporting the backup arrays to a more secure location and expanding his existing facilities deeper into the mountain, and they'd fed him some very interesting information during that time indeed. First and foremost, the news of Fletcher's death had finally traveled beyond the gilded walls of Olympus, and it was causing quite a stir, which was exactly what he needed right now. While his former coworkers were the main problem, the fact that they might not be able to rely on their colonist pawns much longer only served him and his secondary goal of avoiding mass civilian casualties.

Furthermore, should this distrust and doubt erupt into all-out rebellion yet again, it would finally present him with the opportunity to make some allies. Maybe even regain a measure of the colonists' trust, something he would desperately need if he ever wanted to get things back on track, not to mention avoid an even messier conflict with the Earth as its government didn't tend to look kindly upon planetary uprisings when last he'd checked. That development aside however, his drones had also spent the last couple of days or so keeping tabs on Meredith's domain. Probing it for any signs of weakness or vulnerability he could turn to his advantage. Beyond sabotage, which was fairly obvious insofar as offensives were concerned, Holcomb wanted to do something a bit more drastic. He was well aware of Meredith's control over GAIA, to say nothing of the damage it could cause in the right hands... but, of course, he was getting ahead of himself. The first order of business was to eliminate the so-called goddess herself, and to that end he had hidden away a handful of drones within her lands.

Their goal?

Assassination.

In all honesty whether he gained control of GAIA or not was of little consequence, so long as he could successfully remove another piece from the board he would be happy. As for the remainder of his warforms they would not be sent out to raid. Instead they would stay behind to work on the expansions and see to the defense of the base, primarily the drexler, as if that was compromised then Isaac would have no army to wage his war against the false gods with.

Star Wars - Invasion [multiverse spaceship RP]

@Zyx I understand, I just thought it was worth pointing out that those four ships are only two players. Until things shift around again I'll only be interacting with Sep and myself.

@Dead Cruiser

>That's fair.

>Also, I am assuming Bowships have some form of translator or that the AI itself could translate. In this instance I just went with the one they use in TT Capsules.

Star Wars - Invasion [multiverse spaceship RP]

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Location: Mandalore

Say what you will about the mercurial attitude of many a higher-dimensional entity, or of how gauche Gretho and his people considered the concept of ascending to become beings of pure energy to be, he had to admit that Daniel was nothing if not efficient. For mere moments after he had sent through his request Gretho and crew found themselves orbiting a relatively inhospitable looking planet alongside another—much larger—ship of unfamiliar make. Comparing the rather lavish mental image of Coruscant he'd been given with the largely spartan appearance of the world below, the captain of the Ceaseless Endeavor quickly surmised that this was not the celestial body the Replicators had overtaken, but another planet entirely. One that resided in a completely different star system given the surrounding constellations. Still, it was a start, and one that could benefit them greatly if they handled it properly.

"Captain," Drin said, his face illuminated by the glow that emanated from his station. "I've intercepted a communication from the other ship. It's directed at the planet below, and a cursory scan indicates several craft are incoming from that same location."

Gretho nodded as he brought the Endeavor into a stabler orbit.

"Understood. INTRA, run their languages through the Psio-Linguistic Translator so we aren't wasting time trying to understand one another. When that's done Drin I want you to hail the other ships and perform a scan of this entire sector. We need to know exactly where we are and what we're dealing with."

"Affirmative."

Examining one of the many holographic readouts hovering in the air before him, Gretho addressed Persi next.

"We've got ships coming up from below, you see them?"

She nodded, keeping a close eye on the map floating in the upper-right corner of her vision as her hand settled on the staser controls.

"Copy, I see them."

Gretho turned his attention back to the planet looming before them, his eyes narrowing somewhat as he watched tiny pinpricks of light streak noiselessly through the atmosphere. From what he could tell their designs were completely different than that of the behemoth lumbering beside them, which clued him in on the fact that those staffing it had likely been brought over in a fashion similar to their own.

"Observe but do not fire unless ordered."

"Don't worry, my trigger finger isn't that itchy. Not yet anyway."

Minutes passed, though none aboard the Endeavor could truly be said to be nervous. They'd had meetings like this before, both during the Last Great Time War and earlier in the War in Heaven, and most of those ended up being far tenser than this by virtue of the fact that each side could have been erased from existence five times over then restored before deliberations had even begun. Or worse. There were no temporal powers here however, other than Gretho and the rest of his crew granted, which meant they could be just the tinniest bit lax when it came to standard operating procedure. At any rate INTRA and the translator both had done their work, as had Drin, having relayed a general greeting to all ships in their immediate surroundings, followed swiftly by a declaration of peaceful intent and a request for all parties involved to meet on the nearest neutral ground. Be that in one of their ships drifting through the heavens above or a region on the planet below.

Star Wars - Invasion [multiverse spaceship RP]

<Snipped quote by Zyx>

There's literally only me and the GM at Coruscant right now.

@Dead Cruiser

>I don't mean in terms of player count but in-universe ship count. In case you've forgotten you've got at least four actively communicating ships there at the moment, so I don't think adding another to the current back and forth is warranted. Hence why I'm going with Mandalore.