Expansion of the Oogium [CLOSED, FT, FAR only]

[Oogium]

The Shipmistress switched off the translator so the AI could concentrate. Then the Terra Novan message came through, and she threw up her hands. "I just can't catch a break!" She opened a heavily encrypted FTL channel. "Terra Novimi....ack. I hate human languages. Ahem. Terra No-vans. I am Shipmistress Ay-Ir Klgamn of the Imperial Oogish Colony ship Married To A Far Horizon. If the Transothraxians agree, this agreement should work. We were about to engage the humans ourselves." She signed off, shook her head and switched the translator back on, then translated the transmission and her response. She looked at the Assesor, jaw set. "This can be decided on later, but if you want to get off, now'd be the time. Commander Tyafrl is onboard the battlecruiser Revenge, you can go there or back to your own ship if you like." She turned away, though her guards did not, and shouted out questions and orders in Oogish. "Slipdrive?"
"Online ma'am."
"Course?"
"Plotted."
"Prepare for in-system jump to far systemic heliosheath! And tell the good Commander he's in charge now."
She shook her head and plopped into a chair. What a weird day.


-<<-Tyaret-Hyair Msdarl-***>>--|+++
Battlecruiser Revenge

Commander Tyafrl leaned back in his chair and smiled. "Weapons and shields are charged?" An Unggoy next to him nodded. "Fighters are also deployed, sir."
"Excellent. Let the games begin."
The Revenge moved into position, weapons glowing with energy. The Commander sent the humans a short message. "This is your only warning." He waved his hand. A faint blue glow went streaking across space. Unless the humans tried to hit it the plasma round would miss, but come close enough to warn them-this planet was not for them.

[Transoxthraxia]

The assessor nodded. "You are an honorable commander, shipmistress." He nodded. "However, practicality must trump ceremony in extreme situations. You must understand that I shall return to my ship and lead it against our new victims." He bowed to one knee briskly then turned to leave. He and hos guard strutted through the ship until they reached their transport, which too him back to the flagship.

He was greeted with cheers from the crew. He held up his hand for silence as he began speaking. "These new aliens we have met are a threat. However. They speak of a greater threat, a third race in this galaxy, known as the hu-maans. For now, we shall support our unlikely allies in a battle against this greater threat. I need all of you crewmen to perform your best. This is the first ship-to-ship engagement in Transoxthraxian history. You are now part of history, there is no changing that. But history is written by the victors. How will you, nay, we be portrayed in a milennia from now? That is what is being decided right now. My crew, let the Avatar guide us!" He roared the last few words, and cheers and battlecries abounded through the hangar.

As he reached the bridge and sat down on his captains chair, he opened up a massive holo-screen in front of him, which was divided into thirty sections. Beside him, a hologram of the shipboard AI appeared and thanked him for his inspiring speech. Within a minute, he was looking into the eyes of the twenty nine other commanders in his fleet. He spoke simply and precisely. "Engage the third group. But do not fire until the second group does. I want to make sure we aren't doing something we'd regret. The Avatar is with us, Biarchs. He will show us the way to victory regardless. I want two cruisers flanking my dreadnought. The other twenty destroyers and cruisers, I want escorting the three carriers. Marines aboard the three carriers, prepare for boarding action. Finally, I want my four battlecruisers creating a screen around the escort to waive off any large attacks."

Number of ships:
Total: 30
Dreanought: 1
Battlecruisers: 4
Carriers: 3
Cruisers: 12
Destroyers: 10

Incoming reinforcements: (two-three squares off)
Total: 51
God-King's Dreadnought: 1
Dreadnought: 3
Battlecruisers: 10
Carriers: 5
Cruisers: 15
Destroyers: 15
Corvettes: 2 (experimental stealth ships)

[Acroticus]

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[Oogium]

The Shipmistress nodded to Tayir, who promptly squashed a kneaded price of flexible gray material that formed the main controls of the ship's main computer. A slipspace portal opened in front of colony ship. Unlike human or Covenant portals, this portal rushed toward them, enveloping the ship and then quickly pulsing outwards as GEGP (Gravitationally Enhanced Gluon Plasma). Within two minutes it would be on the far edge of the system.

OOC: sorry for crap post, on phone

[The Rebel Alliances]

Garen Rand-Human-Confederate Fighter Pilot
Strapped into the new 'B-Wing' fighter model I prepared to make my jump to hyperspace to test its long range capabilities. I am the only 'Ace Pilot' in the Confederacy with 7 kills in the first battle of the Ayen Crisis. That battle was a defeat for the Confederacy though. While the Conflict itself ended in a stalemate.

"FleetCom, this is Lieutenant Rand I am preparing my jump to hyperspace."
"Take it slow LT. These new hyprdrives have not been tested. We are in touch."

I was cruising in the space above Matar as I hit and flipped the buttons and knobs. Then the Hyperdrive roared to life.

Thats right. Lets make this good.

But then the scanners ran red and the hyperdrive systems went faulty.

What is this, I have to deactivate the hyperdrive. If this equipment doesnt work, I could go anywhere!

But it was no use. The hyperdrive would not shut down I watched in horror as the fighter left Confederate Space and went into the unkown.

Several Hours later
After some time I finally exited Hyperspace. Only to find several alien fleets and to hve no idea where I am. I sent a message to the nearest fleet.

Message
This is Garen Rand of the Confederate Starfighter Corp. My Hyperdrive malfunctioned and I am in need of assistance. What is your situation?

OOC: The message is sent to TransRaxia

[Transoxthraxia]

The small fighter was barely visible on the screen, but their message came in loud and clear. "Sir!" he barked. "We've got an incoming transmission!"

"From the Oogish?" Nd'Jamnud asked, anxious, battle-ready.

"No, by the Avatar, its in another language. Give me a bit to translate. " The Biarch said.

"Hurry it up." The assessor barked, obviously frustrated. "Too many xenos today," He trailed off.

"Assessor, it's a call for help. I suggest we heed it."

"You aren't paid to make suggestions, Biarch." Said Nd'Jamnud, cynically. "Bring me the request for help."

[The Rebel Alliances]

The small fighter was barely visible on the screen, but their message came in loud and clear. "Sir!" he barked. "We've got an incoming transmission!"

"From the Oogish?" Nd'Jamnud asked, anxious, battle-ready.

"No, by the Avatar, its in another language. Give me a bit to translate. " The Biarch said.

"Hurry it up." The assessor barked, obviously frustrated. "Too many xenos today," He trailed off.

"Assessor, it's a call for help. I suggest we heed it."

"You aren't paid to make suggestions, Biarch." Said Nd'Jamnud, cynically. "Bring me the request for help."

Garen Rand-Human-Confederate Fighter Pilot
I awaited a response fromthe fleet. From what I could tell of the situation it seemed like a battle was about to break out. And if I wanted to liv I needed to pick a side. Or I would be drafted. Or most likely just destroyed.

I waited several minutes as I circled around the fleet. It looked very alien, almost reptilian.

After several more minutes I decided to send another transmission.

Message
Repeat, I am Garen Rand. A fighter pilot. I have noticed that a battle seems imminent. I am willing to offer my services in the event a conflict does break out in return for a safe haven. Plese respond.

I then continued to wait and hope this new race was somewhat friendly.

[Terra Novam]

OOC
Terrans aren't Human but another species.

IC
After governor Mason listened to the Oogish reply, conflicting emotions swirled through his head. On one side, it seemed like war between the Oog and the 'Thraxians was averted, at least for now. On the other hand, more of those cursed Humans. The Governor grimaced, as his mind wasn't set on pest control today; the problems with the insurrectionists were more widespread.

Terrans refer to conflicts with Humans as pest control

Giving a few commands to the command drone; which gave final instructions to the Terran ORBAT, Mason turned back to the mishmash of reports and charts showing Terran and Rebel movements.
Just what we needed. Two simultaneous wars! Well, at least we're not alone anymore... Let's hope Alidina can withstand those cursed pirates.

Command Drone's orders to its wing were also relayed to the non-human ships, to give them an idea of the Terran attack pattern, so they wouldn't et caught in their line of fire.
All carriers must launch complete fighter complement immediately. Staggered formation, casual attack runs targeting their lighter vessels. Destroyers must cover fighter attack; focus on larger targets. Carriers are to support attack against Humans with their gun batteries. All ships are ordered to hold position and soak up enemy fire; diverting attention from Factions 1 and 2. Execute combat orders on my command.

Fighters will attack from top and bottom, ships will stay slightly above the enemy fleet.

Mason to all non-Humans. We will assist your attack if the humans refuse to retreat. We can engage at moment's notice. Be aware that the present drones are outdated and carry older weapons; we may not be able to destroy them quickly. But the humans will go no further! Good fortune to all! Mason out.

[Oogium]

OOC: guys, UIR said he won't post again unless we settle things diplomatically cuz apparently us teaming up is "BullshiT" so ima thinking he has killed this thread

Way to go, UIR!

[Terra Novam]

OOC
Let's just say he retreated, 3 on 1 is a bit heavy.

EDIT: There's still the issue of control of the planet...

[Transoxthraxia]

OOC: guys, UIR said he won't post again unless we settle things diplomatically cuz apparently us teaming up is "BullshiT" so ima thinking he has killed this thread

Way to go, UIR!

Who's UIR?

[Terra Novam]

UIT is the Union of Independant Republics, the Humans who wanted to steal your planet.

[Oogium]

The thread is now dead.

[Transoxthraxia]

The thread is now dead.

Well, it has no real reason to be alive, since Terra Novam backed out to avoid "losing".

[Acroticus]

The thread is now dead.

Well, it has no real reason to be alive, since Terra Novam backed out to avoid "losing".

Awww... I was gonna ask you guys a little later if you wanted to meld RP's: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=223595

[Transoxthraxia]

Well, it has no real reason to be alive, since Terra Novam backed out to avoid "losing".

Awww... I was gonna ask you guys a little later if you wanted to meld RP's: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=223595

Keep this in the global FAR topic, talk to me about it there.

[Terra Novam]

Whoa, I didn't 'back down'. UIR did, but if it were up to me we're still going; the conflict over the planet hasn't been resolved...

[Transoxthraxia]

Whoa, I didn't 'back down'. UIR did, but if it were up to me we're still going; the conflict over the planet hasn't been resolved...

Keep this in the global FAR topic, talk to me about it there.

[Oogium]

OOC: after consideration, I'm actually going to continue RPing as if UIR retreated. Hope that's okay.

IC: Klgamn sat down, immensely relieved there would be no conflict. She sent a message to the Transothraxians in their own language. "Fortunately the humans have retreated with barely a shot fired by the Commander, so we can resume negotiations. FYI, I've informed the Senate of what is going on here, given how important this will be. I look forward to discussing an agreement with your leader."


-<<-Tyaret-Hyair Msdarl-***>>--|+++
Battlecruiser Revenge

Tyafrl also leaned back. He was a bit put out about not getting to annihilate the humans, but at least none of his Oog had been killed. He sent Klgamn a transmission in encrypted Oogish. "Propose negotiations be held on my ship, as they have the larger fleet and I am technically in charge."
Moments later, a response came back. Sounds fine, Mr. I'm in charge. He could see the Shipmistress rolling her eyes, but shrugged. That was settled then.

[Terra Novam]

Hostiles retreated. Standing down.

The Humans had fled at the first shot, as was usual.
As the drone fighters returned to their carriers, the 20 Terran ships returned to their original positions at a fair distance from the Oogish and Transoxthaxian fleets, the Captain AI tried to reach gvernor Mason, but found all lines occupied. In fact, every single line in the Imperial comms grid was occupied!
Apparently, the Governor was aboard a station for negotiations with the Coalition, but contact had been lost. The Navy was campaigning against a massive rebel fleet; and was trying to drive them into a trap...
And much more disturbing: a Hegemony ship had appeared on Terra Novam. While this was nothing new, the fact that this particular ship had been missing since Gregorius 1978 was, and that it had apparently traversed several trillion light years and crosed into another universe was even more disturbing.

This ship may star in an upcoming RP, more backstory will be there. Spoiler: GHOSTS! REAL GHOSTS! ANGRY GHOSTS!

The Captain decided to discard protocol and act on his own; to that end he deactivated his 'harness' and became fully sentient.
He contacted the alien fleets once more:

This is the commander of the Terran drone fleet element. We cannot contact Terra Novam at all, but the enemy retreat is fortunate. Our offer still stands; we could negotiate another settlement if you wish. What do you say?

[Transoxthraxia]

Hostiles retreated. Standing down.

The Humans had fled at the first shot, as was usual.
As the drone fighters returned to their carriers, the 20 Terran ships returned to their original positions at a fair distance from the Oogish and Transoxthaxian fleets, the Captain AI tried to reach gvernor Mason, but found all lines occupied. In fact, every single line in the Imperial comms grid was occupied!
Apparently, the Governor was aboard a station for negotiations with the Coalition, but contact had been lost. The Navy was campaigning against a massive rebel fleet; and was trying to drive them into a trap...
And much more disturbing: a Hegemony ship had appeared on Terra Novam. While this was nothing new, the fact that this particular ship had been missing since Gregorius 1978 was, and that it had apparently traversed several trillion light years and crosed into another universe was even more disturbing.

This ship may star in an upcoming RP, more backstory will be there. Spoiler: GHOSTS! REAL GHOSTS! ANGRY GHOSTS!

The Captain decided to discard protocol and act on his own; to that end he deactivated his 'harness' and became fully sentient.
He contacted the alien fleets once more:

This is the commander of the Terran drone fleet element. We cannot contact Terra Novam at all, but the enemy retreat is fortunate. Our offer still stands; we could negotiate another settlement if you wish. What do you say?

No, you retreated.

[Oogium]

Hostiles retreated. Standing down.

The Humans had fled at the first shot, as was usual.
As the drone fighters returned to their carriers, the 20 Terran ships returned to their original positions at a fair distance from the Oogish and Transoxthaxian fleets, the Captain AI tried to reach gvernor Mason, but found all lines occupied. In fact, every single line in the Imperial comms grid was occupied!
Apparently, the Governor was aboard a station for negotiations with the Coalition, but contact had been lost. The Navy was campaigning against a massive rebel fleet; and was trying to drive them into a trap...
And much more disturbing: a Hegemony ship had appeared on Terra Novam. While this was nothing new, the fact that this particular ship had been missing since Gregorius 1978 was, and that it had apparently traversed several trillion light years and crosed into another universe was even more disturbing.

This ship may star in an upcoming RP, more backstory will be there. Spoiler: GHOSTS! REAL GHOSTS! ANGRY GHOSTS!

The Captain decided to discard protocol and act on his own; to that end he deactivated his 'harness' and became fully sentient.
He contacted the alien fleets once more:

This is the commander of the Terran drone fleet element. We cannot contact Terra Novam at all, but the enemy retreat is fortunate. Our offer still stands; we could negotiate another settlement if you wish. What do you say?

No, you retreated.

No, he didnt. UIR retreated. Terra was going to help us. Get it straight, Thrax.

[Transoxthraxia]

No, you retreated.

No, he didnt. UIR retreated. Terra was going to help us. Get it straight, Thrax.

I'm sorry, I thought the Terra was UIR. My bad. It took me to the first page to find the UIR.

[Terra Novam]

OOC
Well, all he did was ruin his reputation.
He comes here with what, 120 ships? Boasts about conquering the planet, and when the first warning shot is fired he jumps ship!

[Union of Independant Republics]

OOC
Well, all he did was ruin his reputation.
He comes here with what, 120 ships? Boasts about conquering the planet, and when the first warning shot is fired he jumps ship!

it was Acutaly 15 Ships and i did not Boust about takeing anything so get your fucking facts stright.