Tri-Alliance <Age of Unity> Lit Sci-Fi RP O/A

[Svetikova]

Just a heads up CBF won't be back for sometime, he broke his laptop up in Sverdlovsk. He should be getting a new operating system from Dell on tuesday, and we'll see how it goes.

[Father Joe]

((Now! Attack now whilst the creature is wounded!))

[Captain Butch Flowers]

(This war is closed. You will be allowed your ships to full return. This is because although you agreed to the galactic abilities, and the abilities of the Tri-Alliance; in spite of agreeing those terms you choose to challenge them, as well as taking into your own hands to say.

Quote:

You of course realise that a single broadside from any of the Imperial Capital ships could probably sterylize a planet. That's not including the massive shells of the Bombardment cannons, where a single shell can sterylize entire planets. Your ships that were hit were annhiliated.

This is a one hit wonder weapon that was nerfed. Also the elimination of the Warp. This is why we do not act out of our thread. But, good luck to you have your own areas.

rugged, I do not want to burn this bridge but you can choose to be dismissed from this thread whenever you want. But, this is an inner conflict organiztion as of further notice.

[Captain Butch Flowers]

Gallias

As Gallias stood there the void, it's silence the unending idea of the space that could not be captured in the might of the Tri-. This never rocked him but it did push the council to take drastic measures to ensure it's victories over the other systems on outside of the Tri-Alliance spce. From the time Gallias had come tompower as the succesor of Admiral Stukov the VI. He had lost many great Admirals and men yet these deaths never sundered his mind. His two oldest friends Admiral Cuendillar and Admiral Flauch, only Cuendillar was still alive of the two. The death of the Putefire spawn back in the Seven Thrones war Matthew Rostovtseva was a hardship that was over come. Being the only Purefire class Marine only his wife was left Nova. Gallias had lost many a good man to the wars of the Tri-alliance.

Matthew Rostovtseva was said to be reincarnated with time, but Nova still waited for him. Looking to his guards pad Gallias saw Nova sitting there solemn as she had been since the death of Matt. Her complexion still that cool casual look, and icy blue eyes. She was the only Nova class Marine and the leader of Gallias' body guard team. The two Marines from Matt's original operations had long since retired after their get off from the the desolated planet of Kariathodias. The Purefire was a God in his own as he ispired the Pure clan to continue their struggle even under the idea of defeat, his eternal esscense forever stayed on the Planet Hyperion and his disciples still wander the galaxy defending it's secrets from the outside. It was Matt's death that helped the Tri-Alliance win the war of the Seven thrones. Slowly turning back Gallias watched the view screen as the Maximus pulled ahead and docked on the Zeta quadrant repair station.

The station of the outbreak, this station was of prior conflict between the horrid abominations created as biological weapons founded by the Tainted Saints; this issue was setteled with the execution of the Rogue tyrant marines. their bodies were purified easily.


The Tyrants

"Warstar! Be STead fast!" Divine shot out into the corridor as he watched the passing of his blade ricochet off the Tainted Saints tyrant armour. "These Tyrant s are Traitors!" His gleaming silver Tyrant amour showed he was one of the elite Tyrant Marines of the Broken Arrows. Making contact he cleaved right as the tyrant class blade knocked the Tainted saints tyrant Marine to a side. coming over his shoulder Warstar shot over him and clashed with the second Tainted saints Tyrant. Lightning graced Warstar's blade as he spiraled upward hoping to knock the enemy off his balance. With a snap kick Warstar was tossed into the wall side as he strained to hold the weight of the crimsom TYrant blade of the tainted saints.

"Divine these traitors think their will worthwhile!" quickly Warstar picked himself off the Wall as he spun into the marine cleaving upwards, and quick spinning slashing downwards at the opposition's gut. The armour on this Marine would notfaulter, Divine spun with one hand glowing a deep crimson, and on a backhand holding his blade against the the Tyrant's; the strength of these Tainted Saints Tyrant's was awestriking, but they were weak in the eyes of Divine. AS his arm glowed that deadly crimson he lashed out just missing he blew a hole in the innterior wall of the Dagger Cruiser. That tained marine was lucky, but as Divine struck again his hand cmae into contact with that Marines's shoulder armour. Slowly the amour splitnered and shattered off into the wall, flesh off the marines shoulder stained the back wall and his upper arm was exposed. The one thing Tainted Saints Marines had was a high resilence to Flesh wounds, he struck out like a madman gouging and snap cleaving at Divine. These Tainted saints went into something the Broken Arrows know as bloodrage; were they expanded the capacity that and the output of their muscles for extremely long perionds of time.

Warstar struck out spinning, cutting cleaving, and spiraling. The armour would not expose it's weakness; he needed Divine's ability to break this marine. From his periphials he saw Divine hit the floor blowing out a section were his right glowing arm hit. A Tyrant blade entered Divines chest plate as he watched his comrade take the heavy wound. "Divine he missed!" Hearing that Divine's calves turned a bright blue as he shot up from where he was and lunged turning his body at the Tainted Saints Tyrant. The worst senario for the tainted Saints tyrant.
His weapon was still lodged in Divine's chest, As Dicine turned he pulled the blade from that mistaken Tyrant's graps and put his palm to his chest. The bright crimson glow stopped at the Tainted Saints chest as the back end blew out the seared flesh, the black cape he bore tore off with the force of the Tyrant's blown flesh into the back wall. Slowly retracting his hand Divine watched the body drop to a knee, with a swift cleave of his tyrant blade he cut through the Trinium neck guard and beheaded the Tyrant. Warstar held the weight of this marine on his blade still struggling to hold to the force. Divine shot out from behind as he made a cleaving strike entering his blade though the small space that lead from the inner tricep and the left side of his torso, the Tyrant kept holding onto Warstar slowly pushing down and threating to break Warstar's wrist under the weight. Striking out again Divines surge of energy in his palm had died out, but he struck into the last Tainted Saints Tyrant Marine by cleaving downwards and cuttint the inner tendon behin his knee. The strike to break the armour behind his knee had produced a hairline fracture on the upper wrist side of his gauntlet. The tendon snapped and the marine held fst, he too was in bloodrage.

Warstar had enough of this as he took the hit of the Tainted Saints blade, that blade cut into the trinium armour but did not cut hard enough to make a mortal wound. After holding the blade for that long in one position it had lost momentum, and strength. agiliey Warstar's blade sparked a blue screen of lighting and struck across the chest of the Taints Marine. A slight flash of gold and his Saturation shielding kicked in as it stopped his blade. Producin atomic fire from the melding of elements a large explosion occured. The outter section of the Dagger cruiser blew out with a pillar of fire. The saturation shield held as the rest of the cruiser ignited into a atomic destruction. Three beams of light flashed the three Tyrant Marines were target teleported along with the headless corpse of the other on. The flagship Whirlwind had target beamed them out of the the heavy explosion and back into the Zeta Quadrant. Standing there Inviosnary Marine Nova watched the Marines stand still and wait. " Tyrant Retribution stand down as orders enacted by the Council of Tweleve, you were defending a rogue ship. That ship was destroyed as well as with tha traitor cause of your actions to defend him. As ordered by Supreme Admiral Gallias you are to-." The Tainted Saints tyrant Marine Retribution struck out at Nova, with a single positoning Nova side stepped with her Solid Munitions trinium railgun, a single slug round took the place of the air between them. Nova had dealt with Tyrants before; be she had lost Matt during the same engagement. With a hatred for this Marine the slug round exploded out the Marines chest as the Raigun pointed backwards. The Marine did not cease ducking and uppercutting Nova's wrist blade seared a whitefire and staticed with a high end energy blade. The blade cleaved upwards entering the lower jaw of the Tyrant and exploding cranial matter out the top of his helmet. faling near instantly Nova kicked over he body to it's back and sighed heavily. "You two.." she made a gesture to Warstar and Divine, "Gallias needs you."

"Yes sister by the Tri-Alliance you are strong." Divine pulled the blade out of his chest as protein foam took it's place from the suit to seal the would. Warstar stood fully and watched Divine, their mission was not over yet

[Silver Flag]

<Blitz you really let your self go...>

[Svetikova]

Hey Gallian How do you like the new look!

[Silver Flag]

<Thats Hawt! burning_eyes >
<Lol, you look like catalyst...>

<So Blitz are we starting something new? Just PM me the Details.>

[Silver Flag]

Captain Butch Flowers

Immediatley Gallias Ran to a Wireless, and made a Broadcast, to All Tri-alliance Vessels, and Planets.

~"This is Supreme Admiral Gallias, as of this moment The Tri-Alliance is At War. The Omega, ans Stargate Coalition has Declared an Wide War on All Tri-Alliance members, and Positions.

So as of this Moment We Are At War!"~

Gallias would need to speak with Kyle anderson Before permanently Leaving.

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<Wow, I was looking around the thread and found this... That was one old and quick War. All of our ships kept running out of power. xd Lucky thing you stole that ZPM tech. eek ninja >

[Captain Butch Flowers]

The 12th Age:


Starting April, 22nd the next age will begin.

This will be one of the ending ages of the Tri-Alliance. For this point the Tri-Alliance will not be open to outside forces residing on Gaiaonline.com; this is due to the arranged engagement to help advance our Timeline. It will be required that all members post where they are going to have their start off in this new age, as well as any changes in them.

The Time line from the current would of been advanced 6 months to account for former, and upcoming conflicts.


Members that will need to post:
Captain Butch Flowers
Master_arms
Calliopei
Commander Gallian
Alucard von Dracali
the nitemare kings (We will need to know where your quadrants stands)

Members not required to post:
rugged (inactive, yes sorry but the email I sent you did not work it was my fault)
Octapus (inactive account)
Callagar+Marneus (Inactive account)

[Captain Butch Flowers]

The Traitor Fleets:

Slowly Gallias watched his war bo ard as the battlefield on it changed to show two just split Rogue Dagger Cruisers. Since after the War with the Seven thrones kingdoms the intergration of Seven Thrones former millitary into the Tri-Alliance had been seen as the Graveborn soilders craved the lust of battle. Their alliegence to fight for the name of their people and redeem their rank. Altough they had been intergrated; Admiral Calliope was hesitant to let the Former Seven Thrones aboard her ships, and she was right the second a Waverborn Admiral was given command of a High Classed cruiser thei conflict broke out. Over Zeta Quadrant the Fleet Hegde of Former Waverborn Admiral Hedge tried making a break for safe space. With that Admiral Gallias shot his fleet down, even the Tainted Sints under his command. The last two ships were destroyed and the conflict ended. High Admiral Calliope was late to save her men, but this would only show to her resilence as a the leader of the Tainted Saints.

Walking back to his Command Board Gallias greeted Tyrants Warstar, and Divine. "Marines.. mmission status aboard the Rogue Fleets in Echo Quadrant." At that Nova walked in as she took her place on the guards pad. Eyeing over at Nova Gallias folded his hands on his lower back and waited for the response from the two.

"Father Gallias, The rogue fleets are training off the Tainted Saints ships. From what we got they are training Graveborn Elites in Tainted Saints Tyrant Armour. Their skills are superior and their will unyielding, this will be challenging times for the Broken Arrow Tyrants if War with the tainted Saints surfaces on this conflict." Warstar held stern as he watched Gallias through his cracked visor. The Bridge was russling about as the reports of fleet damage came in and the success of the conflict.

"Again Gallias we have the wounds to show their abilities, and their insignia's showed their alliegence to the Tainted Saints." Divine held back as he set himself to the matter, but his voice had a faint drop in it, the protein foam was softening in his wound. looking at this Gallias saw the large opening in the Trinium Chest plate on Divine. Moving forward Gallias put his hand on the hole.

"Marines this is grave news, if the Tainted Saints continue to push our alliegence again like this I will have no choice but to execute their entire command which could result in the destruction of the Tri-Alliance itself. We will need to bring Admiral Callope before the council of twelve as a captive. It's the only way we will be able to get the meeting done. Since the reinstating of her command the Council has been extremely sensative on matters with Admiral Calliope they would have her executed on the spot if they found this out without the Broken Arrows to support her. I will not have this alliance crumble under her want to control." Motioning over his ExO Gallias gave him word, Captain I want you to Prepare two Invisonary teams, one lead by Nova, and the other Invsionary team Vlade I want Matt Rostovtseva's brother to lead team Vlade. Now this mission will be a mission that will be put on the highest priority. Contact Admiral Anderson as well I want him on this conflict; As Leader of the Broken Arrows his knowledge on the commitment of his Invionaries will be a neccesity if we plan to clear Calliope from her deeds." Looking back to the two Tyrants Gallias motioned them off, "Await word from myself personally, now go." Without a word or salute the tyrant left. Gallias eyed the forward view screen, the sight of the Zeta Quadrant repair station was littered with the rogue fleet. Turning now he had Nova come to him, he needed to plan this engagment carefully.

[Svetikova]

arrow Theta Quadrant

Sighing heavily Calliope sat at her Bridge front wacthing the near dead movement onf the ship. The bridge was near empty at this time, only because she dismissed all but two people so she could think; the first transmission officer and the navigations officer. Sitting their at the forward panel she looked about wondering what it would of been like if she would of just accepted being an Admiral and not the leader of the Broken Arrows. But, that was past and this was now her command in the Tainted Saints was highly valued and a neccesity to the alliance if she wanted to bring the alliance further. There had been conflict on the ship for a few days, the graveborn aboard of her ship were slowly gaining control of the hangars and armouries. This was not stifling because it had been going on for a few days now as she refused to tell her fleet or any other outside knowledge. Looking to the bridge armoury side Calliope walked over and undressed in there, her Tyrant Armour sat on the rack as she put it on plate by plate. Alomst twenty minutes to put it on alone, but she was going to go fix this problem. Placing the chest piece it fit perfectly over her breasts snug and loose. A line of Chasity rounds ran from her back to her right arm, and the Tainted Saints Black trinium blade. placing her helmet it on it bore the Red insignia of the Tri-Alliance.

Walking onto the bridge a beacon flashed her white as she was tranported by the tranport beamer, she was beamed into the First hangar amoury as she stood there before the Graveborn guards in the room. These were not Graveborn elites but the normal infantry. whipping out Calliope drove the blade upwards through the first ones' gut and tearing out splintering his ribs and kicking his corpse down. The last two in this room opened fire, their rounds ricochetted off the Tyrant Armour as her leg jets kicked in bounding he out twenty feet as she gouged through the man's chest and driving the blade through dowards splitting his torso, the last one opened fire again as he released an explosive round from his mark III. Through the exolosion calliope walked towards the man, alone and long since his fate was decided. Not angered by his actions, but annoyed he would try such a tactic. Untempted to kill him Calliope whipped to the left cleave kicking the side of his head, she dropped her foot into the kick as the metal off her boot took him into a five hindred and forty degree spin. His head hit the wall with a thud and he slid down it not moving. She had spared his life, only so much she cared to do. A female officer walked into the room side arm up as Calliope watched her, startled the Graveborn officer opened fire on Calliope; three bullets ricochetted of her breast and flattening off into the wall. Sighing calliope bound as the leg jets kicked in, exteding out she caught girls mouth into her metallic Gauntlet and threw he down with a haste for her death. A thud and crack the girl hit the ground as blood spilled into a small pool where her head laid, moving her fingers over the eyelids Calliope shut her eyes. "Calliope to Bridge, recall all officers to attend their station I will be in the field."

[Alucard von Dracali]

((I need to be contacted to post.))

[Svetikova]

(Omg, Post already CBF.)

[Captain Butch Flowers]

Traitor Fleets: Scene I, Part 0

arrow Zeta quadrant

As Gallias choose the members for this insertion, he dug deep in though for who he could think of. But, since the previous Wars he had few Invisionary Marine on aboard his ship. So he gave the thought again, however, his choices now were not so much a good idea. The only other two Invisionary Marines Nova had ever worked with had long since retired after the death of Mathias Rostovtseva, but they were the best that there were. Retired or not the Two of them still retained their combat knowledge and abilities. Alina Lipcan, and Micheal Moebius; they were the first members of the Broken Arrows Invisionaries Under Gallias' command. As Nova came over closer now, aproaching the Warboard she had a slight grey fog to her eyes; the show of one tired of these chains that restrain, and wishing for something to soothe a past pain. "Invisionary Nova...." Gallias took notice of this, but kept his thoughts to himself. "You will be going in as an Insertion with a team into the Tainted Saints Flagship the Purifier. This objective will be to recover High Admiral Calliope to be brought before the Council of Twelve." Sliding his hands over his lower back folded one over the other, Gallias saw no emotion in Nova.

"Admiral as much as I know that I'm command of the Guard here, and a leading officer in the Invisionary Classes there is no one I would take as a team." With a slight tilt of her head Nova let her hair fall to the side as she gave it a second thought, about sooting down a command from the Admiral, ".. But, it is your command that I will follow-"

"Nova, you grow weary these days.... And I can only touch on why, but it might be better to let that issue go. Still as a Tri-Alliance Commanding Officer I can only go so far into what your tohoughts may do to hinder your ability to perform." With a slight frown Gallias stood and waited for her to respond, but when it seemed she would not he tensed his brow and continued. "High Admiral Calliope's fleet will be heading to the Zeta Quadrant Repair station to refuel, and so will our fleet. While they are aboard the station that is where you will make your way onto their ship." turning to the Warboard Gallias pulled a list of Invisionary Marines and went to the out of service Marines. Pulling up the files on a disc he handed it to his ExO. "Your team members will be Alina Lipcan, and Michea Moebius." Shockingly Nova's head jumped up tp listen now, they were the last two who were there with when Mathias Rostovtseva fell in battle, a sad thought but that last glorious charge he took was one she always dwelled on. Mathias or Matt to her had seen the otherside of the War during the War of the Seven Thrones where he was considered a rogue marine during ths time, because he wore he armor of a Graveborn Captain.

"but.. Admiral they have been out of service since the closing of the Seven Thrones War. Would they really come back?" As if the rebirth of Matt had already come a smile came across her face, "Then I will await further orders Admiral." Saluting him, Gallias motioned her off back to her pad.

With that Gallias thought to himself, when will the rebirth of the spawn of the Purefire begin. His death was untimely but it hd reason, killed by Tri-Alliance bullets and buried on Hyperion he was a martyr as he showed that the Tri-Alliance lead crusades across the Universe just to extend their empire, but this was halted when the Highest Command was brought Before the Council on not accepting the terms of of Treaty after the intial evidence did show that Rogue Seven Thrones Ships were the cause of Admiral Flauch's death. The Purefire always kept an eye on his creation, but at the cost of life. A great man dead just to show that the spread of corruption through power. Only redemption for these actions could be. Gallias looked out again at the Repair Station, the station from which hell spawned it's first children in Tri-Alliance Territory.

[Captain Butch Flowers]

arrow Zeta Quadrant

Like a fearful rodent whisking about in the night afraid of the foot that might secure it's untimely end Gallias struggled around his quarters trying to find his hat and sidearm. His hat already on his head he quickly pulled his coat just over his small cloths leaving the embroided navy shirt in it's closet undisturbed. The black on the coat sleeve was starting to fade from a year of wear he would need to get it replaced soon. As he continued to move quickly he thrusst open his door just clearing a marine who struggled to dodge at a sprint. Adjusting his hat Gallias looked down the hallway the demons from the Zeta station were real and this reason he hated this quadrant. This quadrant was the only one touched by the taint of the exile, the betrayor, the assassin of the throne of built by Purefire. Yet it always had to be traversed by the best of fleets to see the spread of the taint. The will of the Tri-Alliance nver broke at the sight of the abominations created by the Exile, but how they struck was near impossible to avoid. Even the two Tyrants Warstar and Divine had trouble getting off that Repair Station alive, the Metalloids had even refused to send help if a fleet was in danger here, being because of the lost of the High Construct Azent in the process of patroling this quadrant. The taint was stringer now a days Gallias heard the wails of men tortured for the joy of a crature so unhol it sought to play with it's next meal; dishonoring the solider who died to promote the welbeing of the Tri-Alliance.

As Gallias stepped further into the hallway an abomination limped across the floor flailing it's arms in a fury that sought blood, as soon as Gallias gave sight of this creature an Ranger put a bullet through it's back and the thing fell without a second grasp. Two more rangers were backing towards Gallias and firing at an oncoming opposition. How they managed to get this far on the ship was remarkable, turning again Gallias saw a shadow leap out of the corner, lights already dimed to disallow the horrorific sight of men watching another from being flayed, and scoured did not stop this enemy nor did the sight of a man torn from limp to brow discourage the men. This just added to the effect that Gallias hated, always wondering why he should be forced to fight in the dark, blind from the truth that was already abundant. Then again he did the same to High Admiral Calliope when he saw need for War, only giving her what would satify her command. As the creature leaped Gallias smelt the same thing he always smelt from them, the smell of rotting flesh and giving the air around them a sour, and bitter taste that always made his mouth go dry and distasteful. As he drew his sidearm maybe a second to short, a large canister round ejected from elsewhere and laid flat the abomination, splashing an annoyance worth of blood on his coat, it was time to get a new coat. As Nova stepped out of the side just barely visible to Gallias he watched as the rest of his bodyguar unit fell in behind her. The two marines in the hallway left of Gallias stopped firing and sprinted pat him catching wind with Nova, and headed down towards the Medical Closets down the fourth corridor on this deck. "Thank you Nova, again you keep me thinking that death would be swift."

"I like to keep you on your feet Admiral." A slight smile came acorss her face as she dropped a salute, and gave a hand motion for Gamma Team to take the lead. "We need to hurry, from what I know they came in through a Nuclear Weapon pod launcher, tore off the outer shell there, and crawled in near thousands are still being cleaned up on the exterior of the ship, Warstar and Divine are on their way to secure the entry point that they took into the ship, but that might not be in time before they are everywhere." Nova's eyes darted to either side before she wore a frown that displeased even Gallias, that same face meant she was not sure of what would happen next. AS soon as she looked away she whiped backwards snap kicking downwards into something that hissed, and slithered as it hit the floor with a crack. Coming up to her side Sara Armada put three rounds thorugh the thing as the sound of flesh crumpling to the floor was noticeable. "Admiral." With that they moved.

As Gallias got on his mobile com line he sent word to his ExO to log in the time of attack, Gallias was monitoring the time of attacks and how frequently, Two in the last five days. "I need you to send a message relaying to Admiral Anderson that the light no longer shines in this quadrant, and the taint has all but comsumed it. This message I want put on an open line so High Admiral Calliope knows what she will be getting into." At that a sound like that of a ship exploding resounded, if a ship did go down then the shield on the Purefire would hold it back, which lead to more questions, how did these things get pass the ships energy shielding itself. There must of been treachery on this ship that the shields would of gone down. "I will be upthere momentarily."

"ay Admiral."

Just to put Gallias in a bad mood Nova waited till he was not looking, and set her gun up in a motion to fire, " Yarr!" That was one of the most annoying things Nova had learnd while on the command world of the Seven Thrones, when she visited some areas. This was easily annoying, especially that now he haerd it more frequently in the past week then he needed. As they came to the bridge a line of ten Marines lined the exterior, and ten on the interior of the door, each emblemed in gold, showing their veterancy of serving in the Tri-Alliamce millitary, most of them wore the insignia of Seven rectangles triumpthed by a beam of light, a medal for serving in the Seven thrones War. Only a few of them wore the symbol of a triangle placed above a planet of blue and green, a symbol of the Stargate-Tri War. Anyone else who served in war from wars before those word the teal plate shoulder with a golden Triangle and a name of the War under it, scattered in rows among the shoulde. Gallias only had two of them aboard the rest were always asigned to be the first level of defense on Hyperion before the Tyrant Guard was summoned. As he strode across the bridge Gallias saw what looked like a Prosecutor Class cruiser... it was diffrent the outerlayer wiggled, and moved. This sent a cold chill down his spine as he watched this, an entire ship engulfed by creatures of flesh, this was remarkable. A picture of a man on his bridge appeared on the screen, a red glow in the background, and people running to a back door.

"Admiral Gallias this is Captain Fortinz, our ship is completly over come, I request that the rest of my crew be beamed off immediately!" A Ranger came flying forth ans ricocheted off the screen as half a stain of blood stained the screen. "Scratch that we are too far into the reach of death, Admiral Tell my Familiy they may serve with joy that I did just that." The Captain turned with his sidearm, these creatures spilled on to his bridge all howling for death, two rounds resounded, and the captain was impailed into the screen as it cut.

"Open fire on that ship now!" The Railguns were in the ready as four silver streams made their way to the Infected ship. "I want General Masters on my bridge as soon as he can escape death again." This not only made Gallias angry at the though of good men lost to something that gave no hint of human empathy, but that they came like bugs always in large numbers, and sickening mess they leave before they were put out of existance. Eyeing Nova he knew that the insertion to capture Calliope would have to persist through this mess.