The Aretecracy Preemptive of 855 AT

by **Parivrtta Niraamaya** » Wed Feb 24, 2010 5:42 am

¹In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth, something we know to be total bullshit, because earth was made from dust thrown off from Sol. What about the rest of the planets?
²Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters, since apparently he's limited to that size if he wants to observe.
³And God asked for visible-spectrum light, and apparently the universe listens to loud voices. Even though there wouldn't be air to transmit that voice, since he didn't create air yet. Also, of course the universe has ambient light! We all know that!
⁴God saw that the light was 'good', and so then he seperated it from the darkness, because as we all know, the absence of light needs to be separated from light. Riiiight. And cows grew on trees because cows weren't separated from trees.
⁶And God asked for land between the waters.
⁷So God made the expanse and separated the water under the expanse from the water above it. And it was so, because apparently it will keep that way without an atmosphere.
⁹And God said, "Let the water under the sky be gathered to one place, and let dry ground appear." And it was so. Clearly there won't be any problems with the ground being soggy. Because he's God motherfucker!
¹⁰ God called the dry ground "land," and the gathered waters he called "seas", though he didn't seem to understand what an 'ocean' was. And God saw that it was 'good', nevermind that pre-made irrigation channels would work much better.
-Genesis 1:1-10, nonincluding 5 and 8
Official Aretecracy Modern Christian Bible
853 A.T. Edition
Written by AI Kulosi
Mortal Perspective by Jaya Urvara

Proposal Chamber

Motion to Mobilize Against Thi Templar

Thi Templar has gravely insulted us; though this in itself is not a good reason for war, the Interstellar Aretecratic Union of Sapiency has been threatened by these savages, and displays of war put on for us. Well, then. We will take them.

They have brought this upon themselves. By passing this motion, you will ensure that the Interstellar Aretecratic Union of Sapiency will be safe in the years to come, and that there will be one less example of religous extremism in this universe. We must preempt their attack, or they will preempt our fucking asses.

Other than that, their citizens are oppressed by religion. Their stupidity is also a contributing factor.

The course of action will be to invade, not destroy, their worlds, and free their citizens of this oppressive regime.

This motion is of the utmost severity, and all citizens are to vote immediately.

For
3,138,613,881
Against
3,050,509

Orbit of Niraamaya Prime

Though the forces of the Aretecracy took quite a bashing at Axon Gamma, the massive resources of the Aretecracy had easily replenished the ISF Main Fleet. The ships went into PUC surely and quickly, and came out the other side near the Templar home system.

We are here to save you from oppression, citizens. Worry not, for we shall liberate you from the clutches of religious oppression.

And then the guns fired at the Templar defenses.

OOC Thread

by **Of The Arch ilands** » Wed Feb 24, 2010 9:19 am

OOC: Sorry to but in but i wanna see how my friend once enemy is up to now. ha ha

Unbeknown to the ISF fleet a new Experimental Axon Product had jumped in with them. a small Light Corvette class Vessel had jumped in with the ISF fleet, its mission was to watch and observe. as the ISF probably knew the Axon Navy was undergoing massive modernisation after its attack on its home system. The Zx- 34 Shadow was a by product of this modernization. painted black and equipt with the most sophisticated ECM and ECCM measures readily available in the Market (and Black Market) between the trade that now existed between the Axon and the ISF. The Corvette floated still and silent in the void silently watching the ISF fleet go to work. due to the sheer amount of Sensory equipment and countermeasures. the Corvette possessed no weapons. they had barely shoved the FTL drive into it.

Captain Joehnsen sat aboard the Command chair of the rather cramped bridge. his officers working away silently. it sort of reminded him of the stories he had herd about his Great Great Grand Father who was the Captain of a Nuclear Submarine during a rather Aggressive war fought for a member of the then ASA.

"sir.." one of the bridge crew semi whispered, they did not know if the ISF or the Race who the ISF where attacking had some sort of audio sensors, if they did they should be ok once the battle gets fully under way until then it was whispers and deadly silence. the ISf had no clue they where here and they weren't going to.

by **Thi Templar** » Wed Feb 24, 2010 10:14 am

Fuhere Speech
My people, we now know of are threat is near, and I ask to take heed of this and prepare, for treachery of the like we have not seen for ages; but I assure you, I do not desire to live to fail my faithful and proud people.

Let tyrants fear; We have always so behaved areself that, under God, we have placed are chiefest strength and safeguard in the loyal soldiers and good will of people. And therefore I am come amongst you at this time, not as for my personal ideals, but in resolve, in the midst and heat of the battle, to live or die amongst you all; to lay down, for my God, and for my Empire, and for my people, my honour and my blood, even the dust.
and by your valour in the field, we shall shortly have a famous victory over the enemies of my God, of my Empire, and of my people.

Live for the Templar but Fight for the Lord!

The Empire

The Templar war Machine has awaken again, entire planets devoted to building armies and ships, factories start up on the surface. Templar Soldiers march into there ship's and prepare for war.

May god have mercy on your soul.

17 Templar FA Cruisers on Rout.
with a Small escort of 6 DFA Destroyers.

by **Of The Arch ilands** » Wed Feb 24, 2010 10:41 am

OOC: i hope you knwo what youve got your self into! he attacked me and it took over 600 ships to stop him at Axon Gamma! from dreadnaught class's to the simplest frigates! ima watcj this one with interest though

by **Thi Templar** » Wed Feb 24, 2010 12:55 pm

Planetary Defence

7-TSH Stations.

by **Parivrtta Niraamaya** » Wed Feb 24, 2010 2:52 pm

OOC: So much fail. I have 2200 ships, which you might have seen if you actually read the ORBAT in the spoiler.

ISF Apobothra

"Right after the first one, they HAVE to get annoyed at some jackass retards again."

The last jackass retards weren't that bad. In fact, it wasn't them, it was Admiral Kang all along. A war built on misunderstandings.

"Anyway, fire one PUC focus at each of the stations, 8 kilograms of antimatter each. Impossible to withstand."

Going the old-fashioned way eh?

"Oh yes. Definitely. Works brah, don't diss it."

Ooookay. Firing 7 in sequence. What to do about the paltry amount of ships?

"What paltry amo- HOLY SHIT! 17 fucking cruisers and 4 fucking destroyers against 2200 fucking ships? Three orders of magnitude in difference? Get out of here!"

That was clearly sarcastic.

"I know that you can read my brain, don't need to rub it in."

Fine. Anyway, orders issued to fire.

Orbit

As the ships got the order to fire, they did.

And then the sky was filled with white.

by **Meso Smatonia** » Wed Feb 24, 2010 8:17 pm

The Collective-Prime sat in his pus-filled womb-pod, analyzing the situation as it unfolded. Prime could hear, see, feel, taste, and smell everything that was going on. He heard the cries of pain, saw the destruction, felt the adrenaline, tasted the blood, and smelled the fear. He was in control. He liked it that way.

Twitch. Prime twitched as he commanded one of his integrated children. He moved his hand, typed in code, and watched as the event unfolded. He just sent those Templar bastards to their death, but he didn't feel pain. No, he doesn't feel pain. He was in control.

He liked it that way.

by **Thi Templar** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 4:05 am

OOC: sorry I was gone for so long, I was sleeping all day

Little did they know it was purly a trap, the Templar filled the ships with needle Pods to inject Spores into the enemies fleet, and to lower the numbers.

Men we need to use them... we need to use the pods, to destroy the enemy, and yes I know it is close to a Templar colony but they will not die in vain! we must have victory! Move the Templar fleet ready to strike as soon as there numbers start to dwindle, that way they will be to busy with us to stop the other Pods from infecting the rest of there ships!

The Pods, a virulent species of parasites. It is extremely adaptive, and mutates hosts through different stages of accelerated "evolution", where the body of biomatter accelerates its own evolution to the point of a massive biological breakdown, where by the infection can first take place. The virus can reproduce through asexual methods.
The only known pathway for Pods reproduction and survival is by the infestation and assimilation of other creature. They do this through a form of cellular reproduction known as lysogenic replication where the viral cells infect host cells with their own genetic code which mutates the host cells into viral forms.

Capable of surviving extreme environments ranging from -75 to +53 degrees Celsius and even underwater, the Pods can withstand harsh environments of all known colonized planets.

It would seem that the Pods can infest any living organism, but that they prefer hosts with a large brain capacity to accelerate the formation and expansion hive intelligence and the Pods intelligence as a whole. They are only as intelligent as the beings they infect; the more cunning the enemy, the more dangerous the Pods will be.

As the Pods spread and replicate, they will alter the environment to better suit their needs. This takes the form of biomass growing on any available surface, and the air being filled with spores. This appears to be part of the Pods life cycle and is done automatically, and leads to the development of a Pod Hive.

NeurologicalInfection forms selectively target other species that possess sentient intelligence and are of sufficient biomass, and can infest living or lightly wounded dead bodies. Infection forms have Spores that pierce the skin of the host or they find there way into the longs though the mouth and to the spinal cord. From here they synchronize with the host, matching frequencies with the host's nervous system and taking over brain functions, completely rewriting the psychology of the creature to the ravenous and voracious psyche of The pods, although retaining higher-level cognitive abilities, such as combat techniques and technical knowledge which may be useful. However, resistance of the host is completely destroyed, as the original mind's memories are systematically erased, leaving only a simplistic and primal urge to assimilate other species and destroy them. During the early stages of infestation, when the host still retains its original consciousness, there are distinct somatosensory sensations: first the host's extremities grow numb and their lungs feel heavy.

Then, the greater pod intelligence begins to take over the mind, and sensation becomes increasingly indistinct: the host's vision seems to be "a gauzy white haze", but the host can make out shapes and the host can hear a low droning through the ordeal. Finally, once physiological mutilation occurs, the host can vaguely feel dramatic changes to its own body: the limbs feel to the host as if they are made of a spongy liquid and the lungs itch as well. However, the host can still control their limbs to some extent if the neurological contact with the infection form is weakened. They can use the vocal cords of Humans to communicate as well as the moans they use as observed on.

PhysiologicalWhile baseline neurological assimilation is the same regardless of host species, The Pods infestation includes physiological mutilation, which is species-specific.

Higher-level species capable of combat, such as Humans are selectively infected to become Combat Forms. Combat Forms retain the general profile of their original species, although they are significantly mutated. Organ-based systems' physiology are corrupted, organ-specific functions are decentralized, and body cavities are decayed, making hitbox-selective incapacitation impossible; organ functions are decentralized, thus, decapitation does not down a combat form. Furthermore, highly area-specific munitions, such as sniper rifle projectiles, are completely ineffective, as picking off selective areas of a combat form leads to no wide-scale physiological impediments, and the projectile will punch through the decayed flesh rapidly, exiting through the other side of the combat form without consequence.

A single arm is oftentimes mutated to a claw like or tentacle-like structure that splits into multiple angular, hand-like structures replacing the hand's usage, yet it will still be there. The musculature of the combat form dramatically changes as well, and the form is given prodigious arm and leg strength, allowing for heavy blows with its arm-like structures and for incredible speed and jumping height with its legs. The pods are also prodigious climbers, able to scamper on walls with little hindrance to the organism . Metabolic requirements, however, appear to be extreme on the organism: blood vessels become extremely prominent on the surface of the Combat Form, with thick and distinct blood-colored vessels spawning all across the creature's surface, most prominently so on the head.

After Pods take a ship which could be in a matter of 30min's, they use the intelligence they gained from the crew to fly the escape pods to infect other fleet vessels.

by **Thi Templar** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 4:18 am

"Fleet is standing by"

by **Allanea** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 4:30 am

Official Message from the Chair of the United States Congress, Pyotr Kunsky, Democrat

Ah. Parivrtta Niramaamaya.

Coming to liberate… Thi Templar from their belief in God.

Liberating people against their will. How adorable. How… Communist of you. No, don't bother replying. Oppositing private property makes you a Communist. This is sort of the very definition of Communist. As such, the United States Congress, in its unilateral authority to control the United States Navy, as granted to it by the Freemen of Allanea, and as granted to them by their God, authorize the necessary combat actions by the United States Navy to protect the population of the Thi Templar from the Aretecracy Forces.

Under the Religious Freedom and Templar Protection Act, 41??, passed by 52.5% of the vote, we hereby authorize the use of Ad-Hoc Battlegroup Righteous Fury to protect Templar. The Battlegroup is now in transition.

Let's rock.

And may God continue to Bless Allanea.

by **Parivrtta Niraamaya** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 4:43 am

Interstellar Aretecratic Union of Sapiency
Public Tachyon Relay System Transmission NUA.9994693
Subject: Note.
3/10/855 A.T.

It appears that reading comprehension is not one of your strong suits, nor is research. I suggest you read up on the history before this so you understand why we are attacking. And I still assert that Artificial Intelligence Managed Communism is the winniest goal of all wins. And is the key to delicious cake.

TL;DR: we're attacking because they threatened us, with such florid language as "we will turn your children to Templar while we burn their parents".

Try to think before shooting. It might do you some good, though I wouldn't expect much from the creatures of libertarian capitalism.

Orbit

The ships resumed their fire, ignoring the spores as they bounced off the electromagnetic shields, the very electrons of their matter rebounding off the surface.

by **Allanea** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:01 am

OOC: Some fluid time of my arrival.

IC:

Space-time itself flexed, raging as it fought against the incursion of Allanean ships as they emerged into realspace, appearing somewhere near the Templaric world. There was a brief silence as Allanean ships opened several hatches, the combat ships immediately venting thousands of cubic meters of air before they dialed their shields up to full power.

The Teenage Rebellion was like that emotion it was named after – a beautiful, noble creature, forged of power and exuberance. From one of its many missile hatches, a single projectile was fired, moving rapidly away from the ship. It was that projectile that broadcasted, sending out a pre-recorded, open message:

This is Captain Nigel Genson, of the USS Teenage Rebellion. I am authorized to represent the government of the United States in this sector in both a diplomatic and military capacity. We really don't care who threatened whom, Aretecrats. It was you who made the first offensive action – and frankly, we don't care, the Templars are still your moral and intellectual superiors in every way.

Now suck this.

Timed precisely with the end of the message, a small percentage of the Rebellion missile banks – and there were many – fired all at once. Perhaps only a hundred of them fired, deploying a hundred missiles the size – but definitely not the technological level – of an ancient Harpoon missile.

They accelerated, aiming themselves at ten separate enemy cruisers. But that wasn't all of it.

Launched with the missiles were also over a thousand of decoys. They were lighter and smaller – in reality. In fact, like the adjustable decoys of old, they were programmed to maximize their RADAR, infra-red, and other sensor cross-sections. To a sensors operator aboard the enemy ships, it would appear that over 1,100 missiles were targeting the four cruisers.

Of course, even if one hit, it would probably be not great fun to be aboard. As the actual, real missiles accelerated – at rates that would murder a human pilot – they soon hit serious sublight speeds. By the time they approached their targets, they would be packing some serious blam.

by **The Downcast Remnant** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:08 am

//TRANSMISSION;
ENCODING: Maximum; SOURCE SCRAMBLING: Active; RECIPIENT(S): The Interstellar Aretecratic Union of Sapiency, Unites States of Allanea, The Holy Empire of Thi Templar\\

++TRANSMISSION: The Heartbreaker and Brethren Fleets are informing the United States of Allanea and the Holy Empire of Thi Templar that the Aretecracy is under the protection of The Heartbreaker and Brethren Fleets, The Warsong and the Progenitors. Attacks upon their vessels will be seen as an act of war against The Heartbreaker and the Progenitors. Furthermore, The Heartbreaker advises the Aretecracy to pursue diplomatic avenues of discussion to resolve conflict.

Failure to heed this warning will result in Consumption of Allanean and Thi Templar Species.++

//END TRANSMISSION\\

by **Balrogga** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:14 am

Calamedrus A:

“Captain, the scans of the red giant are concluded, it is not a satisfactory host for mining.”

“Contact Command and let them know. Shipmind, what is our next destination?

“There is an older star that might yield a satisfactory percentage of Neutronium to justify mining operations a few dozen light years away.”

“Get the coordinates and make jump preparations. I want to move after confirmation with Command is finished.”

“Command has received the report over the Link, I am only awaiting the necessary confirmation. Captain, I am picking up some activity over the Battlenet.”

“Is it trouble?”

“It seems Allanea is headed to some rescue or peacekeeping mission near our location.”

“Where is it in regards to the next star?”

“A few degrees off our course.”

“Take us there instead, we might be needed.”

“Yes Captain, right away.”

Thi Templar space:

Reality was ripped asunder as the wormhole tore itself an opening within the fabric of reality exposing the darker than dark void between Here and There. The darkness seemed to devour light as if it had never experienced it and was starving. A singular point began to grow and resolved into a vessel of a sort. It appeared to be made of various shapes of which some were not even connected except by light as energy glowed from within. Sensors immediately alarmed as they registered the mass signature of the vessel, that of a small star. The power readings were also off the scale and most likely made some engineers wonder if they needed to recalibrate their instruments again. Even more impressive was the size of the package this all arrived in, a mere 60 meters from tip to stern. The Infernal Class frigate entered Real Space from the tear in reality and with a nearly audible crash; the rupture sealed itself behind the frigate as she left the aperture.

The frigate moved toward the Allanean vessels and opened a channel. The message was short but then again, most Ta'Nar messages were short, they rarely settled into long speeches when communication could be made much more simpler.

Greetings allies,

I am Captain T’Neel of the Ta’Nar frigate, The Bird. We have picked up your transmissions on the Battlenet and decided to stop by to see if you needed some assistance. If you do not, we will not intrude upon your little fun.

by **Allanea** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:20 am

Battlenet Response to Balroggan Forces:

"Ah, that's the word, my good friends. Feel free to have at them. This here is Captain Nigel Genson, having some fun at their expense."

by **Balrogga** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:29 am

Secure transmission over the Battlenet:

“Thank you for the invite, it was getting tedious scanning stars, one needs a good rumble to get one in a good mood again. Are there any targets you wish to reserve for yourself? Who are friendlies and who are prey?”

The Ta’Nar looked at the scanner readings of the opposing ships.

“Actually, they are a little outnumbered; perhaps we should take it easy on them. I take it we are here to stop them from taking the planet?”

by **Allanea** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:31 am

Allanean Response:

"Their plan is to take over the planet and mentally recondition the locals, as far as we can tell. We're going to stop them. And I want some more notches on my belt, personally."

by **Parivrtta Niraamaya** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:45 am

ISF Apobothra

"Well, they're assholes." Kaama said astonishingly.

Should I tell them that?

"No, they're retards too."

That's what Hitler sa-

"This is not the time for ancient history and ancient law-invoking. We're a few lightseconds out, so we won't be hit, but I'm worried for the rest of our ships."

Very good, except they're using missiles.

"Bah. Doesn't matter. Therms are still going to reach out."

"True," Rivita Mustali said, walking up behind Kaama, "Fuck that. We're going to point-defense with mini-lasers."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, deadly. Is this going to work, my AI comrade?"

No reason it won't. Sending orders.

"Also, lots of epic win coming this way. Over 900, according to the sensors."

Indeed. 1,100. Gravimetric scans are pending, but I can't really get the exact specs. There's a pretty big error margin. I could look for the ones that are emitting the least, but that won't work.

"So they're using decoys. Well then, I guess we'll shoot and deflect them all- and let God sort them out." Kaama said.

Dabbling in superstition now, Kaama?

"No. Just mangling historical quotes." He sat down in his chair with a smug smile.

Orbit

The cruisers began intensifying their shields, using their antimatter output to increase the energy, most of the missiles outright bouncing off, becoming inoperable or otherwise malfunctioning as the mini-lasers, usually used to destroy micrometorites, were fired at them. They were mostly undamaged, though one of them had a little dust on it's sleeve.

And then shit got real.

The rest of the ships started spreading their firepower out- the majority of the B-1s, Revalation-2, 1 and 3s and HCr-1s firing at them, the Palin and Mittani II in particular rushing in suicidally, hoping to unload as much PUC'd antimatter as possible before they would probably explode. They had been both rebuilt to become something like fireboats made to last.

Meanwhile, the only ships that weren't attacking the new Allanean ships -the majority of the corvettes and destroyers- were focusing on the Templar fleet.

ISF Apobothra

Kaama sent a quick message.

If I'm the moral inferiors of you and the Templar, then you're the moral inferiors of a slaver.

by **Balrogga** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:47 am

Battlenet:

"Ah, personal glory, that I can understand. The odds are somewhat tipped in our favor though. If you wish I could sit out a volley or two so you can get yourself a good count going."

"I propose we use the Battlenet to pare our sensors in case they try the Coward's Way and use cloaking, between the two of us we should detect any anomolies and spot their hidden ships. What do you think?"

by **Parivrtta Niraamaya** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:53 am

Balrogga wrote:"I propose we use the Battlenet to pare our sensors in case they try the Coward's Way and use cloaking, between the two of us we should detect any anomolies and spot their hidden ships. What do you think?"

OOC: Oh gawd I may be a wanker and a postscarpopcom supporter, but I would never even think of doing something with such bad science as cloaking.

by **Allanea** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:59 am

The Allaneans didn't reply. In fact, they didn't even receive. They already shut off anything that wasn't a secure Battlenet convo.

"Sir, we are detecting incoming munitions in vast amounts!"

The Captain thought a command – and without warning, the A20 heavy cruisers fired. Each of them was entirely covered – and filled with – weaponry. Hundreds – thousands of guns came alive, firing at insane rates of fire. Lasers, xasers, plasma guns swept the dark skies, hunting for targets all at once. Gatling automatic cannon spat hundreds of individually-guided shells every second.

And the Allanean warship opened it's heavy missile bays.

Several immense missiles, the size of an ultralight freighter, launched immediately. They weren't weapons.

They were capsules. They accelerated – and broke apart, deploying thousands of tiny pebbles the size of a child's marble – but the velocity was already imparted. When one of those met with an anti-matter capsule, there would be some fun to be had.

In the meanwhile, the Allanean battleship fired again – but this time, it was beam-gun batteries. For a moment, a dozen medium anti-ship turrets switched to laser fire, focusing their energy on one spot on the hull of the Mittani II. Simultaneously, one – just one – heavy turret spun and fired upon the Palin.

by **Parivrtta Niraamaya** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 6:13 am

OOC: Didn't most of my whole fleet fire at you with RKVs a while ago?
How on earth are those things going to hit antimatter bits any better than interplanetary dust anyway?

Orbit

Both accelerated as much as they could, even using short bursts of SPEC to make sure that they were at least near enough to the hull for them to hit, as the escape pods flew off and latched onto the hull of the Cartier.

Meanwhile, the velocity of the ships increased, already programmed to do so. There wasn't any more AI on board, of course- the memory crystal had already been evacuated, together with the pilot. But the dumb suicide programs came on and continued accelerating, firing as much as they could while bringing themselves ever closer to the Allanean ships. Their velocity continued climbing, and soon their central antimatter cores would detonate, along with the six subordinate cores in the engines. It would be a pretty sight.

The ships were destroyed in a searing white flash- enough to hurt even protected eyes from a few hundred thousand kilometers- and detonated as close as they could get to the Allanean ships as they turned to nothingness.

OOC: How close is up to you, of course.

by **Balrogga** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 6:17 am

"Shipmind, pull us back and raise us to an elevation above the elipitical plane about one additional light second, that will give us plenty of maneuvering room in case someone fires at us while making sure we are clear of the Allanean arcs of fire. We are giving them the first few volleys like I said before we get into it. Monitor all vessels with available sensors and send a cleaned copy through the Battlenet for our ally."

Of course, Captain. The ship is now moving."

"Thank you Clea."

The Bird began to move backwards while gaining elevation until it was roughly 300,000 Kilometers away. The Ta'Nar vessel then held position, watching from it's vantage point.

OOC:

Gotta crash for work.

by **Thi Templar** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 6:36 am

OOC:I was Willing to sacrifice the one colony, because I was geting ready to destroy there entire border planets... The Templar are a War people, every male templar is a soldier.

a Law was made that every Templar Female must have 5 children, meaning the population is massive.

If they have one Main fleet and it is only 2000 strong they weren't gonna win... "The Templar war Machine has awaken again, entire planets devoted to building armies and ships, factories start up on the surface. Templar Soldiers march into there ship's and prepare for war."

Templar have planet's used for making armies and building ships... Are military is massive...

20-Grandmasters Half for Templar and half for the FA:

One FA GrandMaster has:
700-FA-Destroyers
600-FA-Light/Heavy Cruisers
3-FA-Capital ships

I was gonna order my 7 Other fleet GM's to attack there border...

by **Dbrought** » Thu Feb 25, 2010 7:56 am

OCC: Thi. i don't think you could support a navy of that size. however i do not really care that much. you are welcome to use quantity over quality.
IC: "Project Loki "

The Loki, the newest ship of the Dominion, had been conducting capability tests of the past few weeks. She was the most advanced ship in the Dominion. 2 standard days ago she was deemed complete. The brewing conflict on Parivrtta Niraamaya's borders had been intensifying as of recently. As a fellow member of the JSA The Dominion had already been preparing the 2nd fleet to go to the assistance of Parivrtta Niraamaya. After further review however and much discussing in the council it was decided to send the Loki instead as the main assistance force, with the 2nd fleet acting more as a defensive line and observation force of the Loki.

The Loki departed Dominion space under Admiral Slavik.

"Ensign enable fleet broadcast."

Crew of the Loki. Our allies require our assistance. Our standings in the JSA must be cemented. This Conflict will be a battle for honor. We shall redeem ourselves from past mistakes. We will bring Glory to the Dominion for every man and woman we save. I am proud to serve as your leader on the most advanced ship of the Dominion. This ship is the best of the best. This crew is made up of the finest soldiers of the Dominion. The 2nd fleet will follow, but it shall only be our wake that they see. Fight for your fellow soldiers. Fight for Redemption. Fight for the Dominion!

"Take us out. Maximum FTL speed."

The Loki departed slicing reality and time space as it entered Slipspace.

Moments later she appeared directly west of the conflict.

Slavik looked at the forces gathered. A wicked smile crept along his face

OCC: Loki is a supercapital ship. expect it to rape things

The Aretecracy Preemptive of 855 AT

The Aretecracy Preemptive of 855 AT

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