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 Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 4:58 pm
Kai walked over to Steven, the leader of green squadron and called out to him "hey, i called the replicators to order parts for one of my squads fighters, and they said they were busy building something for you, called it a 'shamshir' or something told me to let you know you had been chosen by the admiral to try it out, and that it was almost finished." he walked off, dismissing it as nothing, and headed off to the armory, the parts were small enough for those replicators to handle, luckily. Unfortunately, upon arriving, he found that those, too, were in use, making a tactical sniper version of the Bro for the tactical ops company aboard the ship. "geesh! how comes everyone is getting new toys, but i can't even replace parts on something old!" the captain exclaimed, flabbergasted.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 7:42 pm
Upon being briefed on the rules of in-ship fire fights, Jack threw his sugar rifle into his locker. Utterly useless. He headed over to the armory replicator to see what was in store for him. Entering his serial code into the computer, Jack was surprised to see a halfway decent weapon displayed on the screen. "The Tiger, eh? Looks fun." he mutters to himself as the replicator slowly produces a new one for him. Hearing someone raise their voice behind him, Jack turns. The young captain who had stayed in the same hotel as him stood in the door, looking a bit flustered. "Need to use the replicator? I can wait. I don't need a gun much anyway, I'll just beat the lizards to death." Jack stepped aside, offering up the console to his superior. "Only problem is I hit harder than these softy guns. Might rupture the hull if I swing too hard." Jack grinned at the young man, bringing his arms up in a mock fighting stance.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 8:30 pm
"heh, thanks" The captain said tapping the parameters into the replicators Man, that guy has WAy too much testoserone Kai thought, as he waited for the parts to finish. he looked at the specs of that new rifle, and noted how it was a good sniper for less skilled people: it gave them a second chance if they missed inside a dtrathonian starship. so far as he knew, he had never missed, and besides, he liked they way the Sugar made drathonians explode on contact.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 8:33 pm
[[ heeey that's mean! My guy never misses either! It's just that drathonian skulls are so fragile that the sugar tends to go straight through and blow through a few walls behind them! ]]
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 2:27 pm
((Oh the playful banter. I love TERRANS.))
Garrett perked up at the sound of the comm link, and listened intently. "Sounds like a load of fun," he muttered to himself, and strapped on his tactical vest and belt, threw on his jacket, and made his way to the bridge at a jog. He arrived with just forty seconds to spare and stepped onto the bridge without breaking a sweat.
After some pacing, he found the Admiral in all her infantile glory. "Captain Garrett Hendlow, ma'am. What do you have for me?" He gave a proper salute, but did not stand at attention. He was quite unfamiliar with the prim and proper ways of address. Working as a demolitions expert often meant months at a time away from everyone else, except for his small batch of peers, and even then he was the senior officer. He was always receiving salutes, not making them.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 8:57 pm
The Avatar smiled as the gruff demo man arrived on her bridge. "Ah, Yes, Captain Hendlow. I searched through my Databanks and discovered you have an affinity for explosives. I decided it might be fun to tell you the reason behind our visit to the lizard's capital. Might you be interested to learn that we have a 1,000 Kiloton Nuclear orbital bomb strapped to the bottom of the ship? I felt you would enjoy the view of the explosion from here, on the bridge. We shall arrive within two minutes." She might be a little socially unstable, but she knew how to strike a devastating blow to a people's morale.
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As Kai finished up with the Replicators, a note popped out, Simply titled "To Jack". He handed it to the private without a word, not really caring what it was, before he walked out the door back to the Hangar.
The note Read "I looked up your Data file and noted that you enjoyed sniping, but didn't need the extra power the S/GUR offered. Here is a new gun, A present for you and your new friends in the spec ops department. -Admiral Evelyn."
***
A mechanic walked up to steven, he handed the pilot the note, saying "The replicator told me ta give this to ya." before walking away. the note read: "I found these designs for a new type of fighter on a databank, and thought you might enjoy it. it won't handle like a Scimitar, but it will sure take more and dish out at least as much. - Admiral Evelyn"
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 9:33 pm
Jack gave Kai a quizzical look as he took the note. Reading it over, he let out a short laugh to himself. This new AI admiral certainly was interesting. As the replicator finished his tiger rifle, Jack looked at the terminal display. The mission should be starting soon. Not bothering to look over his new toy, he grabbed it and jogged down the corridor to the hangar with the rest of his squadron. As his squad piled into their IOTDP (Inter-Orbital Tactical Deployment Pod), Jack locked his helmet onto his armor, turning on the HUD. Sitting in the dark compartment, he turned to the Bow Cam channel, watching the feed from the front of the ship as it moved through hyperspace.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 4:29 am
Steven was quite enjoying the defeated look on his new squad mate's face when Kai came up to and left just as fast. "A shamshir huh. Must be one of those new fighter models," Steven guessed quickly. His guess proved correct when mechanic handed his a note. Scanning the note from top to bottom, Steven could barely constrain a laugh. "Now isn't that something, I get to fly a new type of fighter," he said with a mix of pride and confusion.
"I'm going to check out this fighter, you guys finish up preperations on your fighters."
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 5:06 pm
Garrett's eyes went wide at the news, and an excited tingle ran up his spine. He shivered slightly and smirked. If he had ever felt the temptation to cry, he had never felt it as strongly as he did now. He did not tear up, however, but jogged swiftly to the bow and gazed out the view port. He glanced over his shoulder. "Will we be able to follow its deployment with the external cameras?" He would love to watch it firsthand, but if he could follow it planetside even secondhand, Garrett would die a happy man. Sure, he had worked with, and even assisted in the construction of one or two nuclear weapons, but he had never been given the opportunity to deploy one. Now he was here, about to bear witness to such an event! It was like he was a child all over again, ready to see his father roll in the new bicycle his parents bought for Christmas.
This was going to be way better than any damned bicycle.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 5:31 pm
A short alarm sounded, warning the crew they were about to leave hyperspace. Suddenly, every screen turned on or switched images. this one was a planet. a rather large looking planet, comprised mostly of desert, with quite a bit of lights visible on the darker half. directly in front of the ship was a large grey patch, signifying the capital city. several instances later, the Hymn lurched, though nothing had been fired at it. within miliseconds of the lurch, that grey spot changed color. to the bright yellow of a nuclear explosion so immense it would render half the planet unable to support life. a quarter of the planet would die instantly, the immense explosion vaporising such a large chunk of it that it's rotation would be off center forever.
Not long after that, all hell broke loose. from nearly every direction, cannons, lasers, missiles, fighters, munitions of every kind became centered on one focal point: the Hymn. turning to the nearest enemy, the massive ship unloosed a volley from it's solaris cannons, taking a hit while it's shileds were down, noting major, but a hit was a hit, and weakened the physical outside structure. The Hymn, Shields back up, pointed another direction, and, with a slight glow from it's engines, disappeared into the void of space. it would be about 30 minutes before the ship arrived at it's next destination, the spacedock siege.
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Kai watched the blast on a nearby viewscreen, awed at the destructive capabilities of the weapon. as soon as the dull roar of munitions hitting the shield started, he began running down the hallway to the hangar bay, to prepare to go out into the chaos. what caught him off guard, was the sudden simultaneous noise of both the Solaris cannons, and an impact to the hull right next to him. He watched in wonder as the wall caved in, pushing a large section of the floor several feet upwards. Luckily, the enormous shell had hit the floor below, and plugged up the hole it had made. Climbing over the wreckage, he keyed his comms to engineering "We've got a problem in hall B-74, A large shell has hit and collapsed a section of it and the floor above it. send a repair team with warp hazard suits as soon as possible, I think we may need to do repairs outside while warping"
The captain continued down the hall, his mind still on his mission, thankful that the hit wasn't anywhere critical.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 12:29 pm
When the enemy shell hit the Battle Hymn, The ship's avatar gave a sudden gasp of pain, because for every time the ship was damaged, she could feel it's pain as harsh feedback on her sensors. That was her curse for being so intimately connected to the ship, but she would bear it with pride, as the ship it'self did. Grasping at her side, Evelyn looked back up to Garret. "Glad you liked our present, now... I need you to help me. Go to section B-74. there's a large chunk of metal that will require your special talents to remove. " What she was talking about was the shell that was about the size of a double decker city bus, blocking off a hallway near the bottom of the ship.
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Soon, the 30 minutes was nearly up, and a 2-minute warning sounded for all pilots to get ready to leave. since the siege was already in progress, boarding pods would be launched immediately, and the Pilot-marines would be helping the fighter pilots in the space battle.
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Kai ran down the hallway, arriving quickly at the hangar bay, and grabbing his flight gear. as he suited up, he ran to his fighter, which was undergoing final prep by some of the ground crew. He jumped into the cocpit, closing the hatch and initating startup procedure. the ship started up amazingly quickly due to the newer power generator inside.
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A red light glared into jack's squad's eyes, warning them that they would be launched into batle in just a couple minutes. all communications to the outside were cut off as the pod's multiple layers of shielding turned on, to insure the tiny vessel would make it to it's destination safely without killing it's occupants.
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Ground crew scrambled to and fro in the fighter bay, readying every ship for it's specific mission. The Shamshir was being wheeled out of the replicators just as steven got there, a glistening, silver vessel, as no one had any time to paint it yet. Quickly it was loaded with 6 torpedos, each one powerful enough to take out a Raptor-class destroyer with a direct hit. His squad's fighters wer also loaded with similar torpedos, but the scimitar's could only hold two each, and it was at the cost of the mini-missile pods. The shamshir, with it's larger capacity, retained the missile pods of it's smaller cousin on it's wings.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 1:44 pm
Steven gave a slow, appreciative whistle as he watched the silver Shamshir being wheeled out of the replicator. Once the fighter came to a halt, Steven at once began looking it over trying to understand how it worked. Hm, that is interesting, this thing seats two he thought as he looked in the cockpit. But any further thought was cut short by an alarm going off. Show time. "Hey you engineers over there, wheel this fighter or to my squad," he barked at a group of passing engineers.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:06 pm
Itching with a newly founded respect for this woman, despite her seeming age, and lack of experience, Garrett quickly strode away from the viewport. Out of habit, his left hand rose to the goggles hanging around his neck. "Can I get a more detailed report on the way? I need to know mass and size so I can gather the proper gear. I'm sure you understand." He tapped the small device curled around his ear. "Just talk to me. I'll take care of it immediately. Ma'am." In his haste, the proper way of things had slipped his mind entirely. He hoped the sloppy addition would at least smooth things over. With a quick salute, he was out the door. Surely she, as a living, breathing computer, understood the need for speed and precision, and could thus comprehend his reasons for being in such a hurry.
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