The CAS Alien Invasion RP [CAS Only]

[Acatran]

Chancellor O'Neill looked at President White with a smirk on his face. "This is not all of it, I have many more prototypes you don't even know about. I even have several bombs but of which kind you wonder..until the time comes none of you will know. But what you do know is Acatran is quite a threat to be reckoned with, we can and will dispose the alien forces quickly with brute force our soldiers and our technology have bypassed any and all of your tech and we are only getting better." Chancellor O'Neill said with haste as his Tac-Pad strapped to his wrist went off with a beeping. He quickly looked to his army of soldiers, "PREPARE FOR WAR! GET ALL THE WEAPONRY READY!" Several Loki satellites aimmed at the ailens and prepared to fire. Several tanks came out with st least 1500 hundred men and woman ready to serve their country

[Tarazed]

"Two things Chancellor...this really isn't the best idea...we're hypothetically outgunned in every way!" President White warned as he lent forward closer to the Chancellor, "I'll even admit that Tarazed could find itself outmatched by these aliens and two you do not out tech us in an-"
President White's earpiece beeped, he paused mid-sentence to answer it.
"White here...Doctor Cromwell? Doctor Cromwell please calm down...Doctor...What!? One moment," President White looked at the Chancellor, "We have a problem..."
Doctor Cromwell's voice could still be heard as he screamed through the earpiece, "A PROBLEM!? THAT'S SUGARCOATING IT!"

[Tarazed]

Chancellor O'Neill looked at President White with a smirk on his face. "This is not all of it, I have many more prototypes you don't even know about. I even have several bombs but of which kind you wonder..until the time comes none of you will know. But what you do know is Acatran is quite a threat to be reckoned with, we can and will dispose the alien forces quickly with brute force our soldiers and our technology have bypassed any and all of your tech and we are only getting better." Chancellor O'Neill said with haste as his Tac-Pad strapped to his wrist went off with a beeping. He quickly looked to his army of soldiers, "PREPARE FOR WAR! GET ALL THE WEAPONRY READY!" Several Loki satellites aimmed at the ailens and prepared to fire. Several tanks came out with st least 1500 hundred men and woman ready to serve their country


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OOC: Two things here, first off: you are now dangerously close to the PMT/MT Barrier, I'd seriously advise that you don't overuse this tech - I'm being very lenient here [aka allowing stuff that most OPs would disallow altogether or add a strike for].
Two: There's no way in hell you're hitting that mothership, they are still 36 hours away and unless you're firing rounds at lightspeed [impossible with the tech barriers I'm trying to impose on the human race] or using high powered lasers [again impossible] they are going to evade every shot you fire.

[Acatran]

OOC: That is the last thing I'm using until we advance. And they are only aimming because I saw in an earlier post someone else aimmed that is why I figured it would be alright to have systems readied. I'm terribly sorry tell me if I overuse something and I will stop using it. And the 15 hundred soldiers were about 13 hundred normal and the other two hundred were prototypes of the exoskeletons that run on batteries

[Acatran]

Something went wrong, an accident happened almost all but one hundred exosuits failed. Chancellor's O'Neill turned to see only ten of his tanks were working, he feared the aliens launched a EMP device on his base. He was lost in thoughts as he mobilized his last remaining soldiers to be a QRF(Quick Reaction Force) should his normal soldiers fail. A fleet of four ships each manned with 1k for the whole navy ships and 6k marines each ship with 2k marines

[Tarazed]

OOC: That is the last thing I'm using until we advance. And they are only aimming because I saw in an earlier post someone else aimmed that is why I figured it would be alright to have systems readied. I'm terribly sorry tell me if I overuse something and I will stop using it

OOC: No problem, just as long as you're aware that there are limits. xD

[Tarazed]

Indeed it had been an EMP attack by the aliens, however only a minor area-specific one. For high above the base, a football sized black coloured drone hovered; undetectable thanks to its hyper advanced stealth systems, small size and nonexistent power readings.
Unbeknownst to humanity, the alien scout force had arrived at Earth and now they would start to decode and decipher every byte of information they could in preparation for the mothership's arrival...

[Tarazed]

OOC: DUN DUN DUUUN

[Facepunchian States]

"Well..." President Killingswort straightens is monocle as he looks out over the disabled Acatranian prototypes. "They're definitely better than our tech, if not as big in firepower. In a few more years I'm sure you'll get them straightened out." The President looks to Chancellor O'Neill, who appears to be busy making preparations for war. He turns instead to President White. "Now... what's this problem old chap?"

OOC: WE GONNA GET SCREWED BOYS

[Tarazed]

President White was noticeably unnerved at the scene, he glanced from disabled exosuit to disabled exosuit with great unease, when he heard President Killingsworth's question he turned to face him - his features grey, "We-we-we uh...got a communications signal..."

[Acatran]

All of the Sentinel troopers started to run underground into the EMP-Resistant bunker but it couldn't resist the technology of the ailens but it could however withstand it barely. The men all rushed to AA turrents and loaded the weapons and all AA Missiles were locked on it after it uncloaked itself

[Tarazed]

All of the Sentinel troopers started to run underground into the EMP-Resistant bunker but it couldn't resist the technology of the ailens but it could however withstand it barely. The men all rushed to AA turrents and loaded the weapons and all AA Missiles were locked on it after it uncloaked itself

OOC: Remember, the humans still aren't sure that the aliens have arrived and that the probe won't uncloak at the moment.

[Facepunchian States]

The President, temporarily distracted, looks around at all the commotion among the Acatranian troops. "By Jove, what's got their knickers in a twist?" Turning back to President White, he continues. "Well, chap, what's this communication?" The President blinks. "Is it from the aliens?"

[Tarazed]

White nodded, clearing his throat with a light cough before continuing, "Yes, from the aliens...the message was transmitted to us in binary which does not bode well on its own. The message itself however...is...well...terrifying..."

[Facepunchian States]

Several of the Facepunchian officials that had accompanied the President begin to pull out madly vibrating phones and speak urgently into them. "Terrifying then? Let's have it. What are these extraterrestrial tourists saying?" Two hulking Presidential Bodyguards begin to close in on the President and the Minister of Science begins to jog towards them, looking panicky.

[Tarazed]

"The TISI array received three short sentences..." White began as he repeated what Cromwell was telling him via his earpiece, "Doctor Cromwell translated it into the following: 'This world is ours now vermin. Prepare for our arrival. Your end approaches.'"
White finished as he wiped a bead of sweat off of his forehead.

[Facepunchian States]

The Minister of Science finally reaches the President. "Sir, you have to see-"

"I already know, old chap." replies the president, pulling out and lighting his pipe with measured calmness. He holds up a hand to the Presidential Bodyguards, who halt with their hands on his shoulders. "Not necessary just yet, gentlemen." Sir Killingsworth then removes his pipe, taking a deep breath.

Turning to his two fellow world leaders, the President lifts an eyebrow, he voice betraying a hint of unsteadiness. "Well, gentlemen? Will these talks continue, or shall we depart for our own nations? While we have dire need to prepare ourselves and to be with our people, we have yet to come up with a unified plan. The choice is up to you."

[Tarazed]

"I think that the Acatranians have their hands full in light of what has just transpired..." White answered as he walked closer to the Facepunchian President, "If you don't mind then I'd like to continue this discussion in a more secure location...this facility may have been compromised."

[Land of wisdom]

I think we can agree its time for war, nuke line one is being prepared to fire at these beasts and blast them out of galaxy.

Letter from the office of Supreme General talking on behalf of Land of Wisdom.

[Facepunchian States]

"Very well then." The president waves over one of his aides. "Be a chap and thank Chancellor O'Neill for his hospitality. Not that I don't enjoy a day spent looking at advanced combat weaponry and futuristic technology... its just he seems to have very pressing matters to attend to, and so do we." The aide nods and walks off, and the rest of the Facepunchian officials gather behind Sir Killingsworth. He nods to Tarazed's president. "Lead the way, President White."

[Tarazed]

President White also thanked Chancellor O'Neill for his hospitality before he departed with the Facepunchian President in tow, leading the way outside to an awaiting presidential limousine - several Tarazedian military officers snapped to attention as the President appeared and moved to enter the limousine ahead of him.
"Please, get in," President White gestured as he entered the limo and put his briefcase to one side - taking out a document in the process, "We have much to discuss..."

[Facepunchian States]

The president nods, making to enter the limousine. One of his bodyguards stops him and whispers something into his ear before the president shakes his head. "Please, please, there's no cause for concern..." Removing his top hat, the President enters the car.

[Tarazed]

"If it is your wish, your bodyguards may accompany us in the escort vehicles," President White offered as he sat buck in the lush leather seats of the limo.

[Facepunchian States]

"Yes, I believe that would give them some comfort." The President takes a seat and a quick look around. "Travelling in style I see, old boy."

[Facepunchian States]

((OOC: I'm half expecting you to turn out to be an alien clone or something and try to assassinate me))