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3 of the New Kindred's out of 7 fighters returned to the Scorched Fighter bays of the Stormcarrier. Aidan Cursed. "5 Fighters in one operation gone." It wasn't the fighters that bothered Aidan it was the 5 pilots. 2 of them had ejected saftley and were on the list for RAR (Rescue and Retrival) But 3 were dead. The fight was over, It would take a week to get his ship fully operational. "Stand Down from Red Alert. Those of you that are nessessary for ship survival get some sleep." Aidan thumbed off the ship intercom system and looked upto the comms office. "Did that work?" the comms office smiled and nodded. "Yes Sir, Ship intercom is about all thats working." The Cheif looked up from his post. "Well actually sir, Comms are back online. I used the comm gear out of one of the shuttles and hung the antena out the side of the launch bay." Aidan laughed. Aidan examined the strange device on the main bridge viewer that Kalshion had ordered shown. At that time one of the Kindred's Shuttles leaped onto the viewer as it approached the Artifact. "Well isn't that interesting." The science officer looked up at the Commander. "Well actually sir, It wouldn't be that much different then....." The science officer was cut off when "Get Kalshion away from that artifact! Gammulens are right on top of him!!" Aidan looked at the viewer and couldn't see anything. "Operations, Are transporters online?" Aidan demanded. "Yes sir but" Aidan cut the young officer off. "Helm gets us in transporter range." Aidan yelled. "But sir!" "I said Do it!" Aidan's voice could be heard down in engineering. The Kindred moved towards the shuttle. "Operations get get 5 marines to meet me at the transporter room." Aidan leapt up from his seat and ran down the corridor leaping over supports that been destoryed in the combat. Reaching the Transporter room 5 fully geared up Marines were already on the platform. Aidan Joined them and signaled to the Transporter officer. The Six men faded away into nothing. ******************************************** Kagome eyes fluttered then opened. She strugled trying to recall the final moments before she had blacked out. Bolting straight upright she saw several figures and reached for her rifle. "Kagome, It's ok. It's Aidan. Where is Kalshion?" Aidan's voice was re-assuring though there was the common hint of fear/dread." "They,,, Took him." Kagome collapsed again. "Aidan to Fleet. See if you can locate a vessel in hyperspace. They have taken Kalshion." Aidan clicked of his personal comms. "Get her to sickbay." Aidan told one of the Marines. ********************************************* Aidan Paced his bridge. "They found anything yet?" The comms office who was monitoring radio traffic shook his head. Aidan signed and slammed himself down in his command chair. The medical officer walked up beside Aidan. "Perhaps you should get some sleep. You look like death warmed up." Aidan looked up and the Doctor. "Thank you for your concern Doctor. I'll consider it." "Sir!, Fleet reports no traffic but the Flux F03 just spiked." The comm office reported. "Helm set a course." Aidan ordered. "Sir, Fleet is saying we are no condition to mount a rescue. They are dispatching Elio and few others." Aidan thought about this for a second. "Anyone aggree with that?" There was no reply. "Thats what I thought. Set a course anyway Helm. We have someone to save."

Ok, How about who gets Lt Commander first?

quote:Originally posted by Spindoktor: I'm a little late reading this thread... (And I gotta say, its a little weird) I feel like I'm late for a great party. But anyway, welcome Aidan! Thank You. Why do I get this strange feeling that I'll be thanking people for a month to come? And to LostInSpace: How about a wager, I have more posts by New year then you will? Not affraid of a lowly grunt are you?

"Better take a seat Kalshion, This is going to get rough." Aidan turned back to the bridge View. "Helm gets us out here, Head for the Invader. Comms open a channel." The communications officer noded then held his thumb up. "Commander Elio, Sick of my voice yet? I need your help." The comms went to static as the ship rocked violently. Aidan looked questionly at the Comms officer. "It's gone sir." Aidan nodded, "It's alright son, I'm used to not having comms. Scramble the fighters and cross your figures that Elio doesn't have anything better to do........."

What sort of Server do you need? I might be able to offer my services. Though it'll be an Australian Connection which might not suit.

Aidan Stood on the Bridge of the Disable StormCarrier. Most of his Bridge crew was busy fixing new labels on various controls as the discovered what things did. Aidan had already named the StormCarrier the Kindred B. Wether Fleet would approve or not he didn't care. After the Marines Arrived from Elio's command, the Kindred's A crew had returned from the surface and begun to get things in some order on the stormcarrier. The old kindred had been removed from her side and towed backed to HQ. It was little more now then scrap. With a little help from some interpretures they were now in the process of getting the stormcarrier ship shape. "Sir!, We found something!" One of the technicians that was working through ALien databases called out. Aidan walked over to the technician. "What is it?" Aidan asked. "Looks like a scematic of some sort." Aidan looked at the diagrams, "Thats not Gammulan. What language is that." One of the interpretures of heard and walked up behind Aidan. "May I sir?" "Certainly Aidan replied." The Interpreture was silent then in a very shaky voice. "I don't know sir,,, I can read and write every language we know of sir. And I have never seen that before." Aidan sighed. "Inform Fleet Communcations. Get someone overhear now that actually knows something. Chief, How long till I can move this tin can?" The Cheif replied. "Besides some costmetic problems, I *think* we can move it now." Aidan Laughed. "Replace the Food packs and prepare for departure." The Comms office looked at Aidan. "Sir, Fleet informs us that Kalshion is on his way over here." "Good, Clear the bridge, All no essensial personal to duty stations."

Do I get to keep my own name atleast?

Ducking under the warped beam from the collision with the Kindred, Aidan entered the enemy ship. A dead Gammy floated and it took Aidan a few minutes to relax his finger from the trigger of his Sabre SAR. Looking about he examined the ship. The highest prong of the Kindred entered and penetrated about 15 m's into the Stormcarrier. The atmoshphere inside the ship escaped but most of the larger objects still remained floating around inside, Unable to get past the plug the kindred formed. Reactivating his mag boots Aidan moved along down a corridor that seemed to be mostly intact. 30 seconds later arrived at an emergency bulkhead that seperated the damaged section of the ship to the intact section. "Ok, Now what?" Aidan mumbled to himself. "I need to find an airlock. or..." Aidan looked around again. "There!" Spotting what he was looking for Aidan again made his way back down the hallway to a closed door. Strange markings on the door indicated what was inside, but it was the icon of a gammy being beamed that gave away the rooms true intention. Aidan Laughed, "Nice of them to include pictures for all us foriegners." Looking around the outside of the door for a control panel or override switch Aidan become frustrated. "To hell with it." Leveling his SSAR Aidan pulled the trigger. Nothing but a scratch. "Damn it!! I need to get in!" Aidan's Jetpack tonned once to tell him that it had finished recharging. "Wait, That'll work." Aidan removed the jetpack and fastened it to the door. Though jet packs were mostly solar power they still used a small amount of fuel to actually propel the user forward. Standing back Aidan fired at the Jetpack and was blown down the corridor from the explostion. Reactivating his Mag Boots he made his way back down to the now open hole in the side of the corridor. The Transporter room was very similar to that of the Kindred. A large platform and a control panel were the only things Aidan was interested it. The Console flashed at Aidan though pleased that there was power he frowned at the gibberish on the console. "Right, Ok lets see, That has to be the flow controller, These three must be the co-ordinates." Shrugging Aidan set co-ordinates for where he assumed the bridge to be. Stepping onto the platform and setting his rifle to overload Aidan set down the rifle and listened to the high pitch whine as the Capacitors of the Rifle began to overload. "Now, If I am wrong, The gun won't go anywhere and I'll cease to exist." Closing his Eyes Aidan slaped what he assumed was the "Go" button. Blue light filled the room as the Transporter disassembled the gun. The room was quiet. Aidan Listened intently waiting for the bang. All he got was a slight virabration of the hull. Pressing the "Go" button again Aidan stepped upto the platform himself removing a standard issue knife from his suit. The room Faded away to nothing. The Bridge of the Stormcarrier was a mess. A few moans could be heard as Shocked or stunned Gammy shook there heads trying to clear the fog caused by the blast. Aidan looked around frantically and leaped at what he assumed was the Captain. One of the Gammy's came to his senses and drew a strange pistol from its holster but it was to late, Aidan wrestled the Captain and held his knife to his throat. "Put your weapons down!" Aidan screamed. Not sure what he was saying the Gammies hesitated until the now captured Captain uttered somewords. The officers on the bridge dropped their weapons. "Alright Captain, So you speak english, Good. Get your comms open to the public frequency." Aidan's voice dripped venom. "You won't get away with this Commander. I have 80 men aboard. You will die!" Aidan held the knife tighter and drew a thin line of blood on the Captains neck. "So will you Captain. Open the comms" The Captain signaled to one of his officers and Voices lept online from various transports in the system. "This is Commander Tylier of the GSV Kindred B to Fleet Command Sol System. It would appear that my new ship is infested with Gammies. Request support." Aidan Grinned. "Now Captain.... Lets talk Business...................."

ROFLMAO! I think I'll add that a standard Attachment to all email's I send!

quote:Originally posted by ShoHashi: quote:Greeting Gentlemen, (And women of course)I'm sorry about not giving you a proper welcome sooner, Aidan! Welcome! I'm sorry, I don't accept apologies unless the nessessary forms have been filled out. To get a copy of this form please send a stamped self addressed envelope to Commander Aidan Tylier c/o GALCOM HQ, EARTH, MILKY WAY. Thanks for the welcome. To Everyone btw.

Quiet. Silence.................... Aidan Awoke amid a confused storm of fires, Electrical light shows and the hiss of escaping oxygen. Comming to his senses, Aidan took in his surrounding and tried to peice together his last memories. "Damn it, The Reactor." That was of course never the plan but he hoped it the stormcarrier was out of commission. The hissing sound caught Aidan's attention. Making hisway through debries of the bridge he yanked up a rather jamed emergency locked and quickly suited up. Aidan searched the bridge for any sign of a computer still working. Finding nothing he sighed. "Ok Aidan, Calm down, Your safe from the Vacum in this suit, but when that breach in the bridge gives you'll be sucked out faster then a shot from an ion beam." A Blinking light caugh his attention. James's station was still in one peice. How ironic that the cause of all this was still working. Clambering over the rubble Aidan Fliped the Comms onto the emergency band. Just enough power for one transmission. "Mayday, Mayday this GSV Kindred A, Commander Tylier reporting. Ship is currently disabled, Crew has been evacuated. I am at this time preparing to board the enemy carrier." The comm console went dark. Guess thats it Aidan thought. Making his way to the Turboshaft Aidan pryied the doors open with what remained of something that probably used to be imported. Grabing a hand hold he started hand over hand making his way to the airlock just below the bridge. 3 minutes later Aidan found the hatch marked AR1 and tried the emergency open. To his suprise the door opened freely. The Airlock was spared a lot of the damage apparenty in the rest of the ship. Little did Aidan know that only half of his ship was actually here. Grabbing a Rifle and a handheld comm unit Aidan triggered the opening sequence. 60 seconds later he was looking at what remained of his command. The Kindred's Nuculear Reactor had blown spliting the kindred in two about 2/3 the way down the ship. The 3 PRonged forward struts had peirced the enemy carrier locking it tight with the Kindred. Aidan could see that Storm's turrets were not moving and it's engine exaughst was a dark dull color indicating no power. However besides the puncher marks and burnt hull plates from the explostion the storm had held up well. Lights still flicked through plasteel portholes around the ship. Sighing Aidan deactive his mag boots and leaped towards the Stormcarrier. "40 Marines, 20 Medics, 20 Flight Engineers, 20 system engineers, 9 officers. 109 Gamies all up. Assuming that half of them died on inpact plus explostion. That leaves 54.5 gamies. 20 of them are medics who are to busy trying to save the wounded, That leave 34.5. 9 on the bridge leaves 25.5, 20 Flight Engineers will be busy trying to fix and damaged fighters that came back, And preparing shuttles in case of evac leaving 5.5 and 20 System Engineers trying to fix the ship. LEave -14.5. 1 on -14.5 Now this should be easy..............................."

Aidan rocked in his command chair and gripped the arm rests, Wether to stay in his seat or somehow hold the Kindred together was in debate. The Kindred was in dire straights. The shields generators were still active but barely managed to keep the field around the ship active. "Sir Zulu is out, They are engaging 8 hostile fighters in support of the storm." The Kindred Flight Operations office called out barely able to hear the audo through his headset. "Negative FLight operations, Get Zulu planet side, Kalshions team is more important." Damn Aidan though, Since when were marines more important. He smiled as a small fire erupted from one of the Secondary consoles. "Now I guess." he laughed. "Sorry sir?" The Flight operater mistook his comment for him. "Nevermind Flight Ops, Conn, Bring as about 234 mark 76. Tactical bring turrets to full power and evacuate the Marines, Medics and Flight Engineers to the planet. Chief, What is the status of communications?" Aidan's commands were clear though quick various nods and affirmatives whispered in Aidan's head set over the sound of combat. The Chief laughed over the comm "Who knows commander? You want shields or to chat to someone?" "Understood Chief. James send a message to Kalshion tell him that Zulu and Gamma are under his command." No Reply. Aidan Looked up to the Comms Console and his heart sank as James dead body slumped over the now burning console. "Damn it!" Aidan rocked from his command chair grabed an extishinger and put out the console. Frowning he push James's body from the seat and sat down. Flicking the console to internal power he hoped to god it still worked. "Kalshion, Don't know if you'll get this, But The Kindred is about to become This planets 3rd moon. Zulu and Gamma are in your care, A bunch of support staff are on their way to you aswell. Sorry I couldn't be of more help. Kindred out." *MISSILE WARNING* Aidan looked up at the warning claxon. "Whats left Tactical?" The Tactical officer replied, "Not much sir, EMS is offline The reactor is going to go critical if we don't shut it down." "Ok Guys, Abandon ship, Take the Techs with you. Patch through what ever is working to the command station." The bridge crew looked at their commander with a mix of fear, Relief and guilt, Some of them refused to listen but another glance at their commander told them that he would probably kill them himself if they disobayed. ************************************************* Four Shuttles and Six Fighters screamed away from the conflict heading towards the planet. The passengers of the shuttles looked back not a word was mentioned. The Dying form of FireStorm speed towards the slighty scratched Stormcarrier. It's exaughed flicked off but somehow came back on line. Then as if it was a picture the FireStorms foward swept prongs sliced through the storm carrier and both ships hung in space looking like two lovers embracing for the last time. Secondary explostions rippled through the stormcarrier as the passengers of the shuttles were blinded as the Reactor of the Kindred climixed in it's final embrace with the stormcarrier. Sergeant Thomas flying Shuttle 3 watch the vid holding his breath. The Stormcarrier was still in one peice but obviously nolonger a threat the fighters that were buzzing around the kindred no longer existed, But the kindred was now in two peices the forward part still clung to the Stormcarrier the rear part slowly floated backwards towards the planet. "Rest in Peace" mumbled Thomas as the convoy entered the atmosphere. ************************************************* Lt Karla pulled back on the stick them forward in quick succession The enemy on her six tryed to follow the maneuver but lost track of his target as Karla swung to the right and now lined up her ex preditor and launched a missile. Not that she had any illusions of hitting. This game had been going on now for about 5 minutes. So far Karla had taken down 1 fighter while Pearce held his own and even managed to take a few shots at the stormcarrier. KArla Grinned as she saw a flash lept out from the Caves Kalshion had hidden in and an emeny gunship exploded. "Damn it Bravo, I didn't realize you guys were in the competition!" Karla Laughed. "Karla, The Kindred is under attack!" Peace yelled over the comms. Karla looked at the tiny forms of men on the ground and the red dots on her radar. "Roger Peace, She'll be ok, Lets wrap things up down here and then we go back and help. Damn it where is Elio, It's one thing to say and other to do apparently." Karla and Pearce continued there outnumbered dog fight. A loud explosioned rocked both the air and the ground. "Pearce, What was that?!" Scanner her sensors Karla noted the GCV-Cresnoya was nolonger on sensors.... No time to worry now she though. "Pearce?" No reply. Please Pearce, she thought, Answer me....

(Orders his 2km long chunky gold necklass for his ship) I don't know whats more scary, This forum, Or the fact that everyone here is actually a ship captain or Fleet Commander. One Small step for mankind, One gaint setback for Galcom (And Allied species)

Aren't marines tough enough to handle a blackhole? So much for backbone of the army.... lol

LT Karla was sweating as she flipped of the autopilot. "Gamma-Two, Status?" "All go here Lt, Though I hardly see what 2 fighters is going to do to a storm." Replied Lt Pearce's calm voice. "Let me worry about that Pearce, For now keep in tight formation." Lt Karla was realing at thought of trying to take a Storm with only her wingmen to help. Time ran out as her sensors came to live with targets. Quickly counting the Green dots she was relived to count most of Kalshions team were still alive if a little flat footed. Karla Smiled briefly of the dread faces of the marines on the Kindred during her shakdown cruise when Commander Tylier informed them that they had 'Armor Duty'. It had since been a standing joke between the Fly Boy's and the Ground Boy's. Karla's smiled dispeared quickly however when more red dots appeared around the Storm and started streaking towards Kalshion's team. "Ok Pearce, Lets just try to take someheat of Alpha, Fall back about 2k and try to get some attention." "Rojer Lt, Elio has just reported that he bringing the Invader down to help out." Karla Laughed, "I bet Fleet Command *is* happy about that. Inform base that we are onsite and could use Zulu flight down here asap." Karla and Pearces fighters screamed over Kalshion's position as he and his team seeked cover in nearby caves. ******************************************** "Sir, TacOps is showing Gamma flight is now on scence and attempting to provide cover." Aidan noded then frowned almost as quickly. "Why the hell haven't they reported in Flight Operations?" Aidan had a sneaky feeling something was wrong. "Sir, Looks like all our comms are down, Sensors are uneffected and all other primary systems are operating." That can't be... "Engineering, What the hell is wrong with com...." Aidan's Sentance was cut of as the Kindred lurched forward. "Report!" Aidan yelled. "...Um....Sir!... Another Storm carrer sir, Just appeared out of no-where, It appears to be jamming communications." Aidan winced again at James high voice. "Pipe a message though to Fleet via TacOps Ensign, Inform them of.." Again the ship rocked violently. "Get Zulu out now, Don't care if they only have one wing left." The Kindred slowly turned to face off the Super-Carrier.

quote:Originally posted by Wolferz: quote:Ok, Now it's getting scary! FYI Echo is our resident Babe, you are fortunate getting those from her. Her?! Well I am short on some bridge staff..... But she probably has her own ship and all..... Of course the veiw is much better!.... Especially if your a marine. hehe.

quote:Originally posted by echo: Welcome Welcome Welcome!!! Hugs and Kisses! Ok, Now it's getting scary!

OOC: Hope I get this right. If I don't say so, I'll delete me. (Akin to blackhole collapsing, But sure to entertain none the less.) "Sir, Zulu is back on board." (Assuming delta is a cap assignment) "Get the flight engineers to turn em around ASAP number one." "Yes Sir!" OOC: For Kalsh (And get the marines back inside I guess. They'll be cold.) The Kindred was a Firestorm super carrier, The second to carry the name actually. Commander Tylier was 25, Young fit and condifident however right now he was nervous fidgety. Something was wrong he could feel it. Aidan pulled himself together as a few of his new bridge crew (His old crew having died not a few months previous in a tragic accident.) noticed his discomfort. "Flight operations, Get LT Karla and LT Pearce in the other two fighters I want them planet side ASAP. Designation Gamma-One." Aidan's command was harsh and to the point snapping the younger offices from their fear and putting them back in action. "Communications, Inform Fleet Command of the Designation assignment and find out if anyone has seen that damned stormcarrier." The Flight in system has been anything but smooth. Already The Kindreds Shield generator was operating at 75% and several other systems were down completley. "Sir, Comm from Alpha-One comming through." Ensign James Youngblood screached. Aidan cringed both and the voice and the news. James was young. Too Young, and was worried that he wouldn't be able to handle the pressure. "Go Ahead Kalshion" Aidan said camly knowing that James was bright enough to patch it straigh through to his comms. "Delta! I know you(r?) guys are back on the carrier, but we have a problem down here... can you assist?" "Already handled Delta, Flight Gamma-One is on route, Hold one moment Delta. Flight Operations, Status of Gamma-One?" "On Route Commander, ETA 2 minutes" "Two Minutes Delta, Can you hold out?" The line broke into static, Interfearence Aidan thought as his heart sank. "James, Inform Fleet Command that Delta just found that missing Stormcarrier. What the hell is it doing?! Get Zulu Flight planet side NOW!"

quote:Originally posted by Cmdr Chavik: OOOOOhhh I like him. Can we keep him? Yes, A nice studded collar wielded onto my firestorm would be a fine place for leash to be attached. Though I it does have flea's. (Hrmms, I have to try that. Hull Walking whilst going through a black hole.) Aidan: "Ok Number one, I told you NOT to beam it aboard, and I certainly don't approve of you feeding it!" And for Kalshion: Aidan: "Leiutenant, Who let the Marines in again?! I though I told you to let them sleep outside!"

quote:Originally posted by Race Bannon IV: Welcome! and be very leery about approaching seemingly abandoned cargo pods floating near jump points, my last warning and welcome again. What? You mean it's not a powerup?! Do'h! Aidan: "What you think Number one? Should we run over it?"

Rules? I've heard of them once. Lets see.... No Worries, I'll mind the rules and I'm sure you guys will *Remind* me if I forget. hehe. Thanks for the warm welcome guys! Aidan: "A Survivor sir?! Um, Thats great!..... Um,, I have,, To be going sir. I umm..... Bye!"

Greeting Gentlemen, (And women of course) Would just like to introduce myself and add to the list of people thanking Mr Smart for a great game. Though I have only be playing for a few days. (Atleast, I think it's been a few days. Lets see, I eat about 3 times a day, I've ordered 3 pizza's. I each 2 slices per serving. So yeah A Few days! ) That said, I don't have any questions problems or things I can't do. I have had no lockups. Between the Board (Which is great) and the manual I have found an answer to every question. So I Say hello and leave with my first mini RP. Aidan: "What do you mean the engines won't start?!" Chief Engineer: "Something to do with the chemical formula of the wet clear stuff that you, um, landed us in sir." Aidan: "*I* landed in? I will have you know that I didn't set the waypoint cheif!" Chief Engineer: "Of course sir, I wasn't implying that you did, just. There is no way to take off and my report, um,, Has to kinda, Um, Mention the wet stuff sir." Aidan: "Oh Really? Aidan to Operations, Prepare a fighter Strike configuration. I'll be making a journey." Operations: "Yes Sir, There is only one Fighter remaining sir. The other fighters are on patrol back on mars." Aidan: "I know....." 3 Hours Later at Galcom HQ. Aidan: "Yes sir, I know, I was mortified to find out that all hands perished during the crash. Such ashame too. Nice Crew and all."