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  1. June 2013 Vanguard Fleet Roll Call

    Reporting in. Snap to it, Colonel! Don't let that paperwork pile up.
  2. Open Rpg Discussions

    I have a large post in the works and am re-reading the entire mission from the beginning. Stay tuned.
  3. Apogee

    [RP] Pluto/Sol In the time that Badman had spent aboard ICV Daedalus, he had practiced various forms of combat with Shingen and Mariko. The two of them taught him about small and large arms aiming and control and modern martial arts. As a springboard from the computer-taught fencing demonstrations, Badman proceeded to teach them his century's art of sabre dueling, mainly without a shield. Badman also knew a thing or two about sword fashioning and - after studying 31st century metals in detail - wrought his own new blade in Daedalus' research lab. Now all three had joined Smitty aboard UCV Deathstrike only to be boarded by 20 intruders from the Stromcarrier before the Sunflash cruiser could even get a shot away. They were well trained too! So as Badman exhausted his supply of projectile ammunition from the weapons issued him by Shingen's crew of two, he took a deep breath as he reverted to his many years of training and teaching in his native Roman combat method - and withdrew his shiny new shard from its place. Smitty took great care to protect the ship's internals from the intruders, as Mariko layed down covering fire with deadly accuracy. And in his own way, Shingen quickly extinguished enemy life that had invaded his home. Meanwhile, the odds were much better aboard Ashdod - 24 to 20 rather than 4 to 20. But Tracey still lost many of her best enlisted men. Combat Officer Staff Sergeant Brock Lewis moved and fought with a speed that defied his 7'4" 300lb frame. The intruders wore full pressure suits that hid their faces from their victims. When Shingen finally had a bit of respite from the fighting in the corridor he was in, he cut open one of the dead intruders' helmets with his ZS10.... .... only to discover that these attackers were not Gammulan at all! Suddenly, several more came rushing at him from around the corner.... ------------ Small conference room Starbase Ragnarok "I know who you are," Kalshion said to ShoHashi. "What about the rest of you?" he asked, looking about the room. Here it was, a meeting of two groups of humans that had been enemies since the early 2400s. Due to the tension in the room, the assembled individuals did not speak for nearly a minute, they just looked at each other. Kelley broke the silence as he slowly drew in a breath, "I'm Major Kelley, Vanguard Fleet's commissoined officer for these talks." He pointed to the Non-Commissioned Officer next to the Insurgents. "This meeting was the idea of First Sergeant Richard Garrison." The room fell silent as Sho realized they all now looked to him. "Admiral ShoHashi, Co-Commander of the Insurgent Fleet. This man to my right is Commander Canshow." He paused. "He will be representing our field officers in these talks." Kelley stood up and strolled toward Kalshion's side of the table. "I haven't been given the same level of authority to act as have you, Fleet Leader. In fact, I don't even want to be here. I was ordered to by my Colonel." He took a new seat next to Kalshion. "I'm not a diplomat and I don't want to try. Garrison, you wanted them here," Kelley said pointing to Sho and canshow, "You be our mediator." Kelley glanced over at Kalshion's reports, which he could see quite clearly now. "Strategic Commander, if you would like to interface your reports with this room's holographic projector?" He gestured toward a port on the table, "...we can get started. I see you might be citing some of the same incidents as I will." Garrison spoke up as he remained seated, "Gentlemen we are here to address our differences, attempt to solve them, and better defend our respective peoples. I believe the best way is not to unite by conquering the other, as we've failed to do for the last 500 years, but to join together as an Alliance of sovereign nations - from where ever we are in the galaxy - united against the emerging threats we now face." With the intro and the meeting's purpose stated, Garrison turned to Kalshion. "Let us start by tackling our differences. Fleet Leader, would you care to start us off?" [/RP]
  4. Apogee

    [RP] November 3, 3020, 0833hrs ICV Daedalus received a transmission from UCV Deathstrike. Shingen had informed Smitty of his location. Now he wanted to join the fight against the Gams before it was too late. ShoHashi agreed and Shingen, Mariko and Badman transported over to Deathstrike before the Indie cruiser changed course away from the corona and towards the ensuing battle. ------ Pluto/Sol Now farther away from Gazer1 starstation The battle had now been joined in earnest as sixteen Prime Fleet craft, consisting of 5 carriers and 11 cruisers, now engaged the lone Stormcarrier. The ship had now deployed its full complement of fifty fighter craft but was not yet done with its supprises. As its shields finally dropped below 10 percent, it beamed 20 warriors to EACH of the attacking capital craft, including Ashdod and Deathstrike! Bison Gon Flurie had broken away just in time. Operations aboard ECV Ashdod came to a halt as Tracey led her surviving crew of 24 against 20 intruders in the already cramped Vanguard Fleet Starcruiser. On the Sunflash-class UCV Deathstrike, the situation was even more grim as twenty intruders faced off against only Shingen, Smitty, Mariko and Badman. Now came the ultimate test of their close quarters and hand-to-hand combat skills! ------ Starbase Ragnarok orbited Sol on the edge of its corona. Since the sun's atmosphere was never completely spherical and fluctuated up and down the orbital starstation often passed within the fiery plasmic cloud surrounding the yellow dwarf star. Consequently, the Vanguard fleet HeadQuarters (VHQ) was equipped to harness nearly all of the enormous energy that bombarded it every day. One solar orbit took roughly 8 earth days. The starstation itself consisted of several three-dimensional triangles connected by long thin wires which could be surrounded by a large spherical energy shield 400km in diameter. This meta-structure could not only weather the sun's activity without the shields but could also take on other configurations in the event of attack. Though it was technically an orbital starstation, its official name was Starbase Ragnarok. This large structure served as one of two seats of Vanguard Fleet operations. While Galactic Command also undertook scientific and research operations on behalf of Terran, Empirian and Vesperon governments, Earth Command focused solely on defence and for the Terran United Free Nations. This was reflected in Ragnarok's lack of major research labs. Everything was devoted purely to military operations. The other seat of Earth Command operations consisted of seven atmospheric floating cities in the thick atmosphere of Venus. Each of those Starbases had 12 to 17 times the capacity of Ragnarok alone. Collectively the Venerean installations were called Earth Command Headquarters, constructed after the formation of Galactic Command in 2993. Now an Insurgent Heavy Carrier was preparing to dock with this starbase in a firebreathing solar orbit. And Bison Gon Flurie was now enroute as well. "ICV Daedalus, you are clear for docking in Carrier Bay 92. Welcome home Garrison." Rick addressed the all too familiar docking master, "Thank you, Beverly." But his ship was his real home. And she and her crew were still out there dying, without their Commander! Commander Canshow's helm officer slowly guided the bulky and nimble Battlecruiser toward a forcefield-covered opening near one corner of the nearest 3D triangle structure. The forcefield was only configured at the moment to hold the air in and let any metallic object pass through unimpeded in or out. As Dadealus slowly buzzed through the field into the room, Shohashi saw a room so massive it could probably hold three hundred such craft. It was a full service drydock shipyard, with several cruisers and carriers in all stages of construction, dismantling, resupplying, refitting and every conceivable stage in between. Docking tractor beams came to bear on the Insurgent craft as it came almost to rest on the expansive deckplating. Carrier Bay 92 moored the Insurgent Mark Two Battlecruiser far from the room's nearest wall. A service tower had risen from the deck plating and was now telescoping a docking tunnel to the ship. Canshow knew the tractor beam moorings were keeping Daedalus from leaving even if he wanted it to. But he preferred to not directly connect his ship with anything metallic from Earthcom, at least for the time being. ShoHashi gave him a questioning look as instructions were relayed to not use the docking tunnel. "Gentlemen, if you will follow me to our lowest deck?" Canshow said as he moved to Daedalus' turbolift. Like all Galactans, Dadealus was equipped with a long sternward-facing embarkation ramp normally used for planetary landing operations. The ramp began to lower as 10 of Canshow's marines stood at the ready in full battle attire. Daedalus had its own air-tight forcefield across this ventral portal not unlike the one they'd just passed through. Rick, Canshow and ShoHashi could see the Earthcom personnel looking up at them from the main deck were not wearing masks, just armed with light weaponry, all holstered. Canshow's marines descended the ramp first, through Daedalus' forcefield, in pairs; and proceeded to take up defensive positions at and around the ramp's base. The Earthcom personnel further away continued moving about as if nothing was amiss. The ones gathered around the ramp's base, not more than two dozen, just stood there and did not reach for their weapons. Then the three Commanders came down the ramp too. The slightly cooler air of Ragnarok's expansive Flight Deck 4 was scrubbed differently than on Daedalus, but just berely. At the head of the crowd of Earthcom personnel stood a man Rick recognized. Upon seeing Garrison, he stepped forward. "Gentlemen, welcome to VHQ." He made no gestures for his associates to follow or stay behind, but several did follow. "Which one of you is the Commander?" Canshow stepped forward, "I am Canshow, Commander of this vessel. This is Admiral ShoHashi, my commanding officer." "Commander? Admiral?" The man nodded to them and to Rick. "Sergeant Major Teknocack Prime. My ship happened to be here and I was tasked with escorting you to your meeting with the flag officer in charge of these talks. Your marines are more than welcome to accompany us. Additionally we have a standing rule that all personnel of legal age must be armed at all times. That is our insurance policy against intruders and effectively deters internal crime as well. This way please." He gestured toward the base of the maintenance tower where a 20-man personnel carrier awaited them. The personnel carrier only took them to the edge of the Flight Deck. It took more than an hour of walking corridors and escalators and riding turbolifts and more personnel carriers - passing by this 3D triangular structure's operations section - before they finally reached a small conference room. Sergeant Major Prime looked to Garrison. "You'll like this bigwig, brother." "Petty Officer Prichart." Canshow addressed his most senior Marine present. "You and your top Crewman enter the room with us. Station your 8 other men outside all this room's exits." "Understood, Commander." Prichart saluted and relayed the orders. Prime chimed in. "Now if you'll excuse me, gentlemen, ECV Stormhammer is needed out on patrol in light of the recent Gammulan incursion." Rick nodded, "Thanks for your help, Tek. Godspeed!" Teknocack returned Garrison's nodd and left. The conference room door sighed open and ShoHashi, Canshow, Garrison, Prichart and Prichart's right-hand marine entered. The commissioned officer in charge stood to greet them as Garrison snapped off a salute. "Gents, I am Major Kelley. I will be handling these talks." Kelley said returning Rick's salute. They were just about to sit down before the door on the opposite wall chimed. "Enter" Kelley said. The door opened and in walked first two even more heavily armed Galcom Marines followed by the Prime Fleet Leader. [/RP]
  5. Open Rpg Discussions

    Will do, Canshow. And congratulations on your new GM position! Gentlemen, At the conclusion of our current mission I will take a hiatus until early 2011. Why? What I consider to be a gratifying game setting has changed since I started/considered simming with 3000AD in 1999. Specifically our genre allows for no new alien nations and little opportunity outside of Galcom, Insurgent, Earthcom, Gammulan circles - except of course for what Shingen has accomplished. Why now? I have now found a game setting that satisfies my current goals. While I'm not entirely pressed for time right now between school terms, that will change soon. I was carefull to not reinstate the title of Fleet Leader to my signature for just this reason. Without realizing it, I have become sort of a leader over more than just my own fleet, but over the entire RP community. Do you want to be a leader? Then be the most active of all, and others will gravitate toward you as they have to me. Gentlemen, this is your opportunity to make something of this community without my spearheading the effort - and before Galactic Command Online really starts to bring them in in droves. Sho, Eclipse, RT, Kal, Denny, Tek, Badman, this is your time to shine! Therefore I have updated my signature accordingly. You still have me until the end of this mission. And I'm thoroughly enjoying every minute of it. Let's make the most of it!
  6. Apogee

    [RP] ICV Daedalus, in Sol's corona Bridge "Helm, lay in a course." Canshow sighed after a brief pause. "Engage." The Insurgent Galactan-class Battlecruiser adjusted its sub-orbital path to quickly traverse the sun's corona (atmosphere) to the far side where Ragnarok awaited her. Rick informed the starbase and Ashdod of Daedalus' intentions and ETA. Within minutes Earthcom had transmitted a message to Galactic Command. Galcom brass quickly forwarded the pertinant info to GCVs Svoboda, Bison Gon Flurie, and Echelon in the middle of the Gammulan battle. ===Begin Transmission=== From: Galactic Command To: Ben Zwycky, Kalshion, Case SUBJ: For Your Eyes Only Stratetic Commanders, Vanguard High Command has informed me that a delegation of Insurgents is visiting their headquarters in deep Solar orbit. I'm charging one of you to go to that Earthcom Starbase and participate in the talks. I don't care which one of you it is. Ben, I understand you may be otherwise detained at this time. Case, I haven't heard from you in a while. I'll leave who will go for you three to decide. I also don't care if you decide to befriend the Insurgents or make enemies with Earthcom. I hereby vest in the three of you my authority to formulate new policy and carry it out as you see fit until I say otherwise. I do not wish to be disturbed with this rubbish until our next scheduled high command meeting on April 4th. Dismissed. Supreme Commander Clint Renies Commander-In-Chief Galactic Command Alliance ===End Transmission=== ------ Pluto/Sol, near Gazer1 The Canlon armed transport got a few more shots away before the Stormcarrier destroyed it and its companion transport in four well placed shots from its main guns. It then turned all is attention on the Galcom carriers and cruisers now coming to bear on her. The Stormcarrier waited until now to launch any fighters as Sergeant First Class Tracey Dodds took ECV Ashdod in for its first straifing run and quickly deployed its own two fighters. Would Commander Presto and the other Prime craft followed suit? The stormcarrier then proceeded to deploy two hundred crab and leech mines. Fighters kept emerging from her cinsister hull - now at 17 - well above the standard complement of 12. As the carrier began to launch its own missiles and target its turrets at the scientist station's long range missiles..... More fighters were coming on line.... [/RP]
  7. Open Rpg Discussions

    No, that was fine. It's good to consider various outcomes. Though you could have just waited and sprang it on us In Character [evil grin]. Seriously, Kal. Don't hold your opinions back. That's what this thread is for.
  8. Open Rpg Discussions

    That sorta split between the two 'commie alliances is not what I had in mind, Kal. I knew this would be a delicate balancing from the beginning.
  9. December 2009 Vanguard Fleet Roll Call

    Hey there, Tek! Merry Christmas to ya guys!!
  10. Merry X-mas and a Happy New Year!

    You know what's funny? We have so many Christmas threads that I can go perhaps 4 or 5 years without bumping the same one twice, let alone bumping the same one two years in a row. This topic was the oldest one in the general chatter forum. I dare any mod to top that sorta thread reuse and I'll be back later in the month to wish y'all a very Merry Christmas once again.
  11. Open Rpg Discussions

    Will do Sho. He's definately going to bring some different ideas to the table than what the Earthcom blue suits have cooked up. Sho, the character, won't just passively go along with whatever Garrison has in mind. He has an agenda too and the trust of millions of Insurgent members riding on the next few In-Character days. Badman, Shingen, thanks for the heads up's. A little one liner at the start/end of an In-Character post is fine. But let's try to keep the mission topics clean of posts that are only OCC. You too, Sho. That's what this topic is for. This plot may spell a turning point in Insurgent-UFN relations. It'll also be interesting to see how Badman adjusts to a century far from his own and how Garrison's other organization can work with the ever-independent Shingen.
  12. December 2009 Vanguard Fleet Roll Call

    Well done, PFC Badmanidus. First Sergeant Garrison reporting in for December. Gentlemen, this is the final call of the year. Let's count it!
  13. EarthCom Fleets Pinboard

    Fair enough, Denny. But I'm now 3 for 3.
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