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    1. Kyelin 11 yrs ago

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So, a bit about me then: First and foremost, I love to try and create imaginative and creative scenarios, that (I hope) push the very limits of reason and conventional thought. When I RP (mostly in NRPs) I aim to play powerful and big, things that are on the very edge of OP (I usually give my faction a ridiculous disadvantage though, to keep it fair). In other RPs, I tend towards Science Fiction and Modern Fantasy, playing side characters with some interesting quirks to them. I am also keen on trying some Arena RPing, when I get better at writing. Other things about me are that I work as a Mental Health Nurse (who would've guessed), and enjoy gaming and drawing as well. I also play trumpet on the side. I have a rough schedule, so I disappear for a couple of days sometimes. But never assume I am dropping out, I will tell you if I am thinking of it (unless it's really serious).

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Sure thing. Some ground to ground fighting is always fun
It's very important to them. But you'll have to find it before I do ono
New Condia

It couldn't be possible. Out of nowhere, an entire fleet of the wretched creatures ships were encountered, firing an impressively large salvo at the Black Fleet. The forward ships were battered and smashed to pieces, as many units in the fleet jettisoned thousands of specialized Star Fighter Matrons to combat the stealth bombers, easy targets unable to out maneuver and take on the nimble assailants. Meanwhile, EM Cannons and hundreds of Void Warheads were fired in return, dissipating over the shield wall and weakening it over time, while the Cathedrals got into position.

They linked together, and began to charge some unknown weapon, as the frigate-like ships began to disperse and move towards the planet and several cruisers converted to Conduits, buffering weapon and defense systems alike. This entire battle was unplanned, for the Scouts had been sure this world was in fact their home world. It was imperative that they gathered what they could here, while the fleet bought precious time. They were determined to retrieve the newly found Shard Guide, and continue their search. If only they had managed to procure the Heart, this fleet could be destroyed effortlessly...
Uncharted world, Unknown Space

The surface was cracked and dry, lifeless for the most part, as the horizon flashed and a figure fell to the ground. She exhaled loudly, confused and winded, as she scanned the dead landscape and got to her feet, brushing herself off. The countryside was a sickly green, though the air was still breathable if horrendously stench filled, and there was absolutely nothing to suggest there was ever life here to begin with.

"Sage, I though you said this place was inhabited. There's nothing here."

The orb floated up, and observed it's surroundings, thoroughly surprised and anxious. "Well, it appears that information was a little... Outdated. My apologies, Madam Tiy."

"Well, at least it looks clear, and the air is not toxic. As far as I know, anyway." She took a step forward, and lifted her foot, noticing a fair amount of resistance. She looked down, and noticed a thick scum of putrid green coated everything, the muck stuck to her boot and stretched from the ground, membranous and nauseating. "Ugh, what the hell is this stuff? Guess we have algae to keep us company, at least."
duck55223 said
Thanks for the battle Kyelin, I always find there the most fun to write out.


No problem. It's a lot of fun to write for me as well. Though Ethereals don't normally engage in action like this. I've posed a timer on my goals, and they are actually getting a little desperate ^^'
Sol System, Saturn: The Warning

Whilst the battleship had turned to face the Scout Ship, it slowed to a halt less than five hundred metres away from the threat. As planned, they had been deemed hostile, and the cruiser took this opportunity to deliver it's message. IT began to fold out, showing it's internal workings, which were found to be a single beam of unknown energy. The beam went from white to black, taking on the form of an impossibly empty void of swirling darkness tinged with purple. The ship was absorbed into the mass, destroyed, and in it's place was a single, red eye, with a crossed pupil and sinister black veins running it's edges. Then, it spoke, darkening the entire crew's vision and forcing them to listen, speaking as if it were their own consciousness:

"VERMIN! You disgust me with your ignorance, your blindness to the shadows that surround you...
You cannot comprehend the pain and suffering that speeds towards your future, to be delivered by Me...
All shall kneel and worship Me, and heed My divine will, as you are merely tools to be discarded once useless....
I know you shelter the Warden, as I know all things. Surrender her to Me, or watch your pitiful civilizations burn...
There is no escape from My wrath, and you will truly know despair once I am Whole again...
Enjoy what little time you have left. For there is only one fate you all share: Your subjugation by Govra, Queen and Maker of the End..."


With those final words, She faded as all the energy from the sacrifice was burned out, and dissolved into nothing, releasing the crew from her grasp.

New Condia: Reinforcemnts

All attack craft assaulting the frigates were oblitereated, smashing into thousands of pieces as they were no match fro the frigate fleet and casuing little damage to them. On the surface, the Constructs were outgunned and surrounded by the defensive Iscandarian forces, taken down one by one as they fought the Sentinels savagely, causing as much damage as possible. The remaining ships were annihilated in orbit, exploding violently in a haze of blue and fracturing into chunks of floating wreckage and debris. It had seemed they were defeated, having been unfit for a complete invasion of the colony world.

Then, a single ship warped in, this one completely black and silent at the edge of Condia's sphere of influence. Then, another. And another. And dozens more of cruisers arrived, rapidly flying into formation. More ships warped in, but this time, they were joined by a monolithic column, at least four times larger than the cruisers, which was followed by another. Two Cathedral Dreadnoughts, accompanied by forty cruisers and some smaller, strange craft appearing to be the size of frigates. It was the most powerful and effective fighting unit the Ethereals possessed, almost unmatched in fighting power and military tactics. A force feared throughout the galaxy for their coldness and brutality, sporting the most powerful equipment needed to quickly turn a battle in the Gathering's favor...

The Black Fleet had arrived, and they would not be turned back from this world.
As the others took point to eliminate the guards, Opus quietly hoisted himself up into the network of pipes and wiring that interwove just below the roof, and began to move silently among them, as Rareth and the other Dirophyd got ready. It was a short crawl, and the agent doubted that these rebels stood a chance even against one of them. So he patiently moved until he was just above the main group, waiting to take out the mechanic. As soon as the other two were dropped, was when Opus struck.

As the Masulu medic moved towards him, Opus hooked his legs around a sturdy pipe, and swung upside down behind him, while the human watched in horror at the guard whose brains were now dripping on the floor, Before he could react, The agent unsheathed his blade, and grabbed the mechanic forcefully, placing the blade gingerly on his neck and drawing a slight amount of blood to scare him. He choked and panicked quietly, drawing anxious shallow breaths as Opus quietly spoke in his ear:

"Did you know, that it only takes a human less than a minute to bleed out once their throat is slit? Make any noise and I'll prove it to you..."
Crap nuggets, I didn't realize we were up to the part where we kick ass. Posting now ^^
Good call key. I hate conflict, unless it involves space lasers ^^
New Condia

Fire erupted throughout the skies over the colony, as the initial landing force of Matrons were devastated by these weapons, unable to reach the ground intact and showering debris throughout the city. The few surviving Constructs crawled and howled through the streets, crippled and terrifying onlookers just with their presence. For now, the surface remained free of Ethereal attackers.

As for the ships above the surface, they were not ready for this salvo of firepower, which crippled both ships who had moved to engage the stations foolishly. One cruiser used it's remaining power to break orbit, unable to maintain it's altitude and screaming through the atmosphere in a blaze of bluish hell fire, smashing into several city blocks as it crash landed. On board, a significant proportion of the attackers were still somewhat functional, and began to pour out the ship as civilians gathered around the ship. A Matron stood up to it's full height, and walked over casually to a stunned Iscandarian, too shocked to move. It observed him coldly, before screaming loudly and plunging a blade through his chest, lifting him of the ground. People ran away terrified as other Constructs opened fire, vaporizing indiscriminately while the Matron swung the blade down and flung the man into the ground with a sickening thud, before joining it's fellows in the slaughter.

The other Ehtereal ship had fared better, but was still injured gravely, falling back and charging It's EM Cannon, hitting another station as it retreated back to the Conduit Ship. It's crew jettisoned and approached the frigates, firing smaller decay missiles at them and trying to slow their escape. The battle was not going in the Gathering's favor, but they were confident the second wave would finish them swiftly, when it arrived.
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