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by The Union of British North America » Wed Mar 28, 2018 10:05 pm
by Zipangese Star Empire » Wed Mar 28, 2018 11:17 pm
New Decius wrote:SMS Tyranny, Europan Expeditionary Fleet
Battle of Zipangese Star System
So you’ve decided to come out and play eh? Well you’ll be shown the foolishness of attempting to fight Europa!’ Kaalzebrütt thought as she observed the enemy fleet, now much larger due to reinforcements, new ships classes as well this time, moving to engage her own with their conventional weapons. Her aide, Lieutenant Kaine, piped up at the moment. “Grand Admiral, hostile starfighters and bombers approaching the fleet along with what appear to be Tactical Surface Fighter’s. Your orders?” Julia shook her head, this Thetch probably expected her to act irrationally and deploy her own fighters and War Frames to counter, hence leaving the fleet with no fighter cover within its ranks. “Maintain previous orders. War Frames will stick to our capital ships and engage any target that gets close while all squadrons have orders not to go forth and meet the enemy head on. Wait for the enemy to enter our line and then engage the hostiles.” She turned back to the holographic projection of the battle on the console behind her and cursed. She didn’t have the numbers to win this battle anymore, and with how heavy enemy jamming was it would take a while to get a message to Sol requesting reinforcements. Still even if she was heavily outnumbered, her forces carried a lot of firepower with them, particularly the particle cannons. If she could keep picking off the larger enemy warships until they were close enough to engage conventionally, they may still win this.
“Grand Admiral, we’re registering signatures from the crew members of the Expedition team sent down to the surface of AC-4, locator chips implanted in the spines of all Imperial Marines. They appear to be coming from one of the enemy vessels indicating they have been captured. What do we do with this information?” Julia bowed her head as she said a silent honor for the loyal Europan’s who killed themselves and destroyed their ships to deny the enemy access to any information. Marines were the most fanatically loyal of all, they would gladly die for Europa. So they would. “Activate the emergency destruct program in the chips. We will not allow the enemy to torture our men and women for secrets that shall never be revealed, spare them the pain later on.” Argus nodded and relayed the orders, while the Tyranny shuddered as it fired its particle cannon again...
Fusou
Leaning against the wall of his cell, Heinrich Öberhauser sighed at the futility of the situation and the knowledge he would never likely see his wife Lana or his five children again. Not that he would want them to see him again now, the shame his capture would bring to his family name, his whole community in the city of Namur, his great homeland. It would be unbearable! Why couldn’t that damn officer Captain Van Doorn have activated the Marines implants before he blew himself to pieces!? Every Imperial Marine had a locator implant in their spine which also served as an anti-capture suicide device in the event they should ever be captured by hostiles. To Heinrich’s knowledge, the device had never before been needed because no truly dangerous force ever captured Imperial Marines; oh sure terrorists sometimes ‘captured’ Marines but those were usually ISB (Imperial Security Bureau) operations where Marines allowed themselves to be captured in order to find a terrorist base. Never had a genuine enemy captured Imperial Marines before.
Just then, there was a moderately loud bang from the cells down the way and he saw his captors outside turn with a look of alarm on their face, only to turn in the other direction when more bangs were heard. The small explosions were getting closer and closer to his cell as they proceeded, within three minutes he had counted twenty-seven which meant only three left. He smirked, some smart person close by had activated the Marines implants to deny them the torture they were sure to endure, and to save their honor. He looked outside and saw the rabbit women had pulled the other two out of their cells to try and demand an answer from them. The Polish male Marine and French female Marine just smiled right before their heads exploded in a shower of blood, bone, and brain all over the guards and the walls.
’My turn now I suppose.’ Heinrich smiled and closed his eyes, leaning back thinking of Lana and his children. Then he thought of Europa and his smile only grew. “Long live Europa, the Empire is Eternal.” Then he too was silenced.
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by New Decius » Fri Mar 30, 2018 1:25 am
by The Union of British North America » Tue Apr 03, 2018 12:12 am
by Zipangese Star Empire » Tue Apr 03, 2018 1:04 am
The Union of British North America wrote: ZSE Interdimensional Testing Group, Undisclosed Location
Asgill laid his head down on the cold metal recliner. His put his head in a special rest that contained instruments to measure his brainwave activity. "I'm ready to begin." he said. "Please close your eyes and think about what you want the most, Asgill." said a female voice over the intercom. He was in a special experimental room, and he could see the observation room in his peripheral vision.
Asgill, taken from Earth long ago after the death of the Imperial Japanese Royal Guard Vassal Retainer Haruko Kashiwagi. That woman was the love of his life, a love that was ultimately taken away from him over 200 years ago by shadowy operatives of the North American deep state. He defected to the JPS to help stop them, but after the ultimate conspirators were killed by him and North American Special Branch operatives investigating the assassination of the GG at the time, he fled once again, and now worked for the successors of the JPS, the Zipangese Star Empire.
Asgill was also in special situation beyond personal loss and defection to the enemy of North America at the time. He was one of the few individuals that possessed an unique ability. He was able to temporarily visit other dimensions and timelines. This was not due to drugs or some special kind of technology, though he was aware of the ZSE's interdimensional travel program. He was able to do this through willpower, sheer willpower. It was a temporary ability however, requiring several days of rest before being able to do it again. His record was 2 hours and 41 minutes for one dimension. He is able to visit others for a few minutes at a time, and that was his goal for this trial.
He closed his eyes and thought of Haruko. He felt vertigo, and then opened his eyes. He was in that apartment he shared with Haruko, in Drakestown, in the year 2018, according to the calendar in the kitchen, where he materialized. He was in a different dimension than last time. Last time, he was in a universe where the British Empire, the Holy Alliance of France and Spain, and the Russian Empire, fought a major war and the UBNA gained the northern half New Spain and some parts of Mongolia, which was given to the ally of China. This was a recent victory broadcasted on a NABC radio. The technology was not modern like in the year of 2018 of his dimension; this timeline was set back a 100 years due to the lack of two world wars accelerating technology. Haruko was sitting on the couch with their child, playing with her hands.
"She looks so much like you , Tony. The eye color, the hair color, the nose..." said Haruko. "She does, doesn't she. She'll be a Section Chief when she's all grown. She'll be like her dad and be a police officer and inspector." she continued in a motherly way, attentive to her child, for her present and future. "Did you see the presents I bought for our baby? Only a few months old and she is already figuring out these puzzles..."
The dimension changed to a war-tron Drakestown. The Bay Bridge was destroyed, and part of the wall of their apartment was destroyed. Haruko went from her proper green house gown to dirty jeans and jacket, with muddy boots and a dirty face. She got up from the couch and looked at Asgill. "Tony, the aliens, the Shifters, they've landed and taken Oakland, and they're moving in on the city. We gotta go north, and link up with the NA-JPS forces at Wellesley, near Puget Sound. They'll get us to safety in Alaska...." said Haruko in a more military manner, reflecting her time as Vassal Retainer of the IJRG. She told Asgill to get the assault rife. "The Shogun will say I've spent too long in North America when she sees our child, and I'll be reprimanded..."
The dimension changed once again to a modern-looking Drakestown. The JPS flag was hanging outside next to a UBNA one on a building. A parade was ongoing below, and what appeared to be North American and Japanese Tactical Surface Fighters flew by were they could be seen out the window. "Colonel Asgill, we're working together on this assignment on this historic meeting between the Governor-General Graves and Shogun Mitsurugi and ensure they are protected. This summit is needed to bring this war with the BETA to an end, but certain elements might make moves against our leadership. Now, the Shogun is going to meet with the Governor-General, then the Governor of Upper California at the Drakestown City Hall..." There was no baby this time. Haruko was wearing a bulletproof vest, a white dress shirt, and jeans and boots while Asgill wore a dark suit and trench coat typical of a member of Special Branch. "Haru...I mean, Vassal Retainer, Division 9 is on the case for any attempts on the Shogun's or GG's lives. The Sons of Liberty, they hate the JPS refugees, along the CON refugees from South Asia..." he suddenly had advanced knowledge of the branches of the Sons of Liberty here on the West Coast.
Asgill opened his eyes, breathing heavily and shaking. He was back in the land of the dead, as most of the people who were important all had life extension through nanotechnology; they should have died long ago. "Good work, Asgill. You can go rest in your room now." said the familiar female voice again. "Ri...right. After I sleep I'll get right back on those intel reports on the rebels in sector five." He got up, left the room, and returned to his quarters for much needed sleep. Dimension traveling in intervals of a few minutes took a physical toll. He fell right to sleep.
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by Rupudska » Thu Apr 05, 2018 6:37 pm
Hladgos wrote:Scantly clad women, more like tanks
seem to be blowing up everyones banks
with airstrikes from girls with wings to their knees
which show a bit more than just their panties
by New Decius » Fri Apr 13, 2018 12:13 am
by The Union of British North America » Fri Apr 13, 2018 10:58 pm
by Zipangese Star Empire » Tue Apr 17, 2018 4:28 am
New Decius wrote:Imperial Dimension Research Unit, Zipang Prime
Zipangese Star Empire
Storch was in the final stage of processing the unknown elements which made up part of the infantry cannon they received from Dimension-02, when Goto called out to get his attention at the communications station. With the help of a couple of the Ascended and combining Zipangese technology, Terran technology, and Storch’s own scientific knowledge of Dimension-02 technology, they had managed to build a transmitter/receiver which could send and receive communications between dimensions. Though the calculations that when into locking onto the specific dimension and the specific receiver were immense, that was why they had supercomputers. A highly advanced German drone War Frame supercomputer had formed the basis for the first computer when the unit was first established, being before the ZSE had the industrial capacity to produce supercomputers of its own, and they had gone from there. Storch would admit that the German’s of this dimension were clever to utilize Helium-3 in the way they did for a technological revolution, but it was still nowhere near the level of the Bavarium-5 in Dimension-02 which had propelled the Nazi’s into dominance there. As far as he knew, Bavarium did not exist in this dimension, but if they could figure out the Final Reich’s element synthesis technology then perhaps it could be brought to this dimension.
“Colonel Storch, there is an urgent message coming through from the Resistance headquarters on Tuka Major (OOC: Made up planet for Dimension-02), however it is in a code the computer cannot decipher. The phrase eludes our understanding.” Wolfgang put down his tools and walked over to the communications station to see what the message was, now rather concerned. There were only a couple codes the Resistance would send that only he would know, and none of them were happy messages. There was one to say the Nazi’s had conquered the other galactic nations and all hope was lost, another for if the Resistance was completely wiped out, and a couple more regarding Final Reich superweapons. He looked at the message on the screen and instantly his blood went cold. The message read ’Götterdämmerung muss fliegen’ to which Storch had one answer. “Fucking hell.” Which he made no effort to muffle or keep to a whisper, every head turning in his direction to see what had gone wrong.
Storch ran over to his desk and began opening drawers like a madman, looking for a specific data drive. When he found it at last, fumbling for but a moment, he plugged it into his computer and waited impatiently for the data to come up. When it did, and after several of the other members of the team gathered around, Storch cursed again. One of the Ascended, Sho, was the first to ask. “What is that?” Wolfgang gave an answer. “That is the Götterdämmerung, the Twilight of the Gods, the End of Days, Ragnarok, the World Devastator, and it is our fucking worst nightmare if it gets through a portal to this dimension.” On the screen was a schematic of a massive circular spacecraft which appeared to be made up of many moving gears and parts. “This is the Nazi’s fabled ‘wonder weapon’ they’ve been dreaming of since 1894 in my dimension, a warship capable of destroying an entire world on its own. For the longest time, the Nazi’s had no material’s necessary to build a spacecraft of this magnitude, its over 150,000 kilometers across and 60,000 kilometers high, about the size of the old Terran nation of Nepal. Nor did they have the material’s, technology, or even elements in existence to build it in such a way as it could fulfill its purpose.” Sho posed the next question everyone was dreading. “And what would its purpose be?” Wolfgang brought up the information on its weapons.
“It has a main armament of two extreme fusion Bavarium atomic howitzers, meant to fire shells powerful enough to devastate a continent from orbit. But, all these gears and parts you see on it, they are covered when it travels through space, under an extremely thick and nigh impenetrable hull. When the ship lands, which would cause planet-wide tremors on any world of an enormous magnitude, these gears are put to work for the collector process, they drain the deep-crust resources of a planet to be used as fuel for its Bavarium reactors while also continuing to cause extreme magnitude tremors on a planetary scale to destabilize the planet. After the resources have been drained and the crust and mantle have been sufficiently destabilized and weakened, it returns to orbit and proceeds to expend its Bavarium shells on anything that may have survived. A planet is still there after the Götterdämmerung works it over, but nothing is left alive and no planet is left in a state to sustain life ever again.” He couldn’t believe his eyes after reading the message. “And the Nazi’s are actually underway building it now that they can synthesize new elements to create its armor and develop the reactors. According to the Resistance, most of the Martian population enslaved by the Final Reich is being used to construct the supership on Mars, draining the planet’s resources to do it.”
He needed to bring this information to General Voss, Director Yuuko, and the Shogun as well. The war for Terra may have just begun anew, but if this ship was allowed to come into this dimension when the Final Reich at long last chose to begin their invasion, any resistance would be crushed before it. A preemptive strike was needed. “I will bring this information to General Voss, Director Yuuko, and hopefully be able to bring it to the Shogun. Hopefully I can convince them to let us try sending some G-weapons through a portal so the Resistance can take a shot at destroying that ship. The Resistance is going to attempt an attack with as many forces as they can muster while we try to find a solution.” Another Ascended, Kara, raised a notion at that, one that weighed heavily on the mind. “But utilizing the G-weapons on the construction site would cause massive damage to Dimension-02 Mars, and if the ship’s reactors are already completed and online the damage would be twenty times greater. And if indeed most of the Martian population is present at the construction zone, would that not be an act of genocide of hundreds of millions if not several billion?” Storch could not look any of them in the eye as he gave his answer, no matter how much it pulled at his heart strings. “We won’t tell the Resistance what the weapons will really do, we’ll tell them it won’t affect organic matters so the Martian’s will be saved. However, if we do not destroy that ship, and it is completed on schedule, it will be the deaths of countless billions in this dimension and my own and secure the Final Reich as the dominant power over two dimensions. If hundreds of millions have to die in order to save hundreds of billions, I am willing to live with that on my conscience.” With that he walked out of the lab with the data drive in hand.
Wolfgang hoped Director Yuuko would be in her office, this was an urgent matter.
SMS Tyranny, Zipang Star System
Battle of Zipang Prime
Julia knew immediately that her flagship had been disabled when the deck became quiet, not quiet in the sense of no noise as the bridge deck and the rest of the ship were still frantic with noise, but quiet in the sense that she could no longer hear or feel the vibrations of the engines or the particle cannon generators. Her enhanced hearing and sense of touch had been able to detect these vibrations, or rather the lack thereof as was the present case, since the Tyranny left its berth over Jupiter. ’So, they mean to board us do they. Well then lets give them a proper welcome.’
Grabbing her second-in command, Lieutenant Kaine, roughly by the shoulders, Julia declared her last orders for the fleet. “Lieutenant, there are to be no surrenders. All ships and their crews are to fight to the death, if their weapons are disabled then they are to ram the enemy ships. If their engines and weapons are gone they are to overload their reactors and take as many enemies as they can with them. They should know that Europa will not accept their surrender and neither will the enemy. The only fate that awaits them is death, and it can either be as a sniveling coward or as a true warrior, fighting to the last breath.” When Kaine hesitated for but a moment, she gripped his shoulder hard enough that it felt like she could break his bones to dust. “Transmit those orders to the fleet and then prepare to repel boarders.” Kaine nodded and rushed off to the communications station while Julia walked over to her quarters off to the side of the command deck and withdrew a metal brief case from within her footlocker. Using her fingerprints to open the brief case, it revealed a silver sword handle only lacking any blade. Taking the handle from within the case, Julia made a motion as if she were cracking a whip behind her and a beam of energy extended from the emitter at the top of the handle, slicing through a console as it passed. Deactivating the weapon and clipping it to her belt, she returned to the command deck where several squads of Imperial Marines were standing at attention awaiting orders.
“Soldier’s! The enemy mean to board us and no doubt humiliate us in some manner before killing us. We won’t let them come in without a proper welcome though will we?” A wolfish grin fit to her kind’s namesake donned Julia’s features as the Marines all gave a resounding ‘No’. “They’ll likely send both organics and machines at us, formidable they may seem. However, how many of their drill instructors or droid programmers ever anticipated having to fight an immortal? Likely none. You are led by one who cannot age and cannot die. The Original’s are an elite group, being both experienced and invincible, we are the most veteran soldiers in existence. I am among a select group of the greatest soldiers in the universe. And the enemy will soon find this out as well.” The grin spread from ear to ear, fangs bared. “Now, For Europa and His Majesty...Let’s give them hell.”
The Union of British North America wrote:Asgill's Quarters, Sub-levels of the ZSE Ministry of Defense, Zipang Prime
"Coming." said Asgill after he woke up somewhat startled by the knock. He knew it was Director Yuuko as she was the only one willing to be this informal to him, coming up to his room directly rather than sending an orderly or a guard. Perhaps as to make him comfortable for this project that the ZSE has been working on for years ever since that Storch fellow started working on this transdimensional stuff.
He did have a lot of freedom of movement within the sub-levels of the ZSE Ministry of Defense. Perhaps it was because of his "gift". He was also allowed to sit in on low-level and and some mid-level intelligence briefings on the various domestic issues of the the Zipangese Star Empire. This project was the only high-level thing he was allowed to know. His knowledge of underground terrorist groups as a Major General of the Royal North American Mounted Police Special Branch helped create a less brutal secret police system, though still by far the worst anyone has seen in human history. The Crown Princess Yuuhi was the head of the reformist faction within the ZSE government, and actually believed in the "benevolence" part of a benevolent dictatorship she wanted to have for the ZSE. He must have caught her ear despite rarely meeting her. Now, He thought his freedom of movement was because of her.
Asgill answered the door, and say Director Yuuko. "Ah, good to see you again." he said sincerely. He liked her for her relative openmindedness, though that was mostly because of her scientific background that demanded it. He wasn't sure if she supported Yuuhi's reformism, Meiya's status quo, or someone in the Militarists' Union. "The Imperial Palace? Let me get my best clothes. We'll be seeing the Shogun after all, and perhaps catch a glimpse of H. I. M." His instinct of putting on formal attire in its best possible form took over him. He closed the door, and put on a simple military-style looking uniform, something with discretion as an intelligence officer. A few minutes later they left the Ministry and were on a flying shuttle to the Imperial Palace. Yuuko started a conversation with him.
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by New Decius » Thu Apr 19, 2018 9:43 pm
by The Union of British North America » Tue Apr 24, 2018 12:31 am
by Zipangese Star Empire » Tue Apr 24, 2018 1:04 am
New Decius wrote:Imperial Dimension Research Unit, Office of Director Yuuko
Zipang Prime, Zipangese Star Empire
Storch made a short bow to the two Espers out of respect even though after all this time he still understood so little about them. He hoped he didn’t seem harried or nervous outwardly but he supposed that would be appropriate given he was about to propose genocide for the greater good. “Lady Sestina, Lady Kasumi, I do apologize for interrupting but it is vitally urgent Is speak with Director Yuuko and the Shogun on a matter concerning the safety of not only the Zipangese but every being in this galaxy.” After taking a breath he listened to what Kasumi had said again in his head. He bowed once again. “Thank you very much for the transport, it is most appreciated. And as to what I need to discuss...” He took the data drive from his coat pocket and handed it to Kasumi with what he hoped were not trembling hands. “It is on that drive. You are aware of my circumstances of just how much of a foreigner I am compared to everyone else.” They both nodded, that was an understatement. General Erich Voss was from another country on Earth, as were several others who made the exodus with the Japanese remnants. Wolfgang Storch came from another Dimension, and one overrun by a extremely advanced Nazi empire at that. “I have received word that the Final Reich is underway constructing a super warship which is itself between 70,000 and 80,000 times larger than the ZSE’s largest warship as of present and has the power to wipe out all life on a planet in a matter of a day. If such a weapon were to ever cross to this dimension, especially within the very near future, it would mean doom for every free people in this galaxy. It must be destroyed now, and I must inform the Shogun so I can request permission to send G-Weapons to the Resistance to destroy it.”
While waiting for the Esper’s to review the information and arrange his transport, he gave a little more background information. The Götterdämmerung was a project a long time in the planning. “In 1894, the Final Reich controlled not only Sol but several other star systems as well, though they were engaged in a massive solar conflict with the neighboring Arbor Republic which bordered two Final Reich systems. Although the Nazi’s were winning this conflict due to technological and industrial superiority, the SS, which in my dimension have proved themselves even more cruel and ruthless than their counterpart on Earth in this dimension, proposed to then Führer, Augustus Niemen, that a warship capable of conquering a planet on its own should be created. Thus Project Ragnarok was created, later to be known as Project Götterdämmerung after the purpose switched from conquering a planet...to exterminating all life on a planet. Up until recently, the design proposals for the armor, weapons, reactors etc were unreasonable given that no elements sufficient for such purposes existed.” Now was the key point. “But, as we have discovered ourselves recently, the Nazi’s have developed technology capable of synthesizing new artificial elements to meet their needs. Now that they can do this, they can construct their wonder weapon. And if it is completed, the Final Reich will have achieved victory by default.”
Boarding action aboard the SMS Tyranny
From the command deck, Julia was overseeing and directing the battle across the ship as the Zipangese forces boarded the Tyranny from several docked warships. This was her element, commanding troops in battle in an infantry engagement; though having shifted to the Imperial Navy, Julia had started out in the German Imperial Army in the infantry before becoming a Werwolf and the experience never left. Though the numbers were not on her side, she had well over three hundred Imperial Marine’s at her disposal who were elite troops in their own right, along with every surviving crew member who could hold and aim a weapon still, giving her close to eighteen hundred troops for combat out of an original crew and marine count of twenty seven hundred. Her opponents appeared to be deploying mostly droid troops though there were quite a few organics as well, apparently resembling the ‘little green men’ the old North American film industry constantly utilized in anything to do with Mars during the Cold War. All her naval forces had been destroyed and none of the War Frames remained active, so this was to be her final stand, even though she was an immortal. Though nothing the enemy threw at her directly could kill her due to the regeneration factor, if the Tyranny were destroyed and she sucked out into the vacuum of space, that might do it. Even Werwolf Original’s needed to breathe.
On the bridge with her were twenty of the Marines and the now armed bridge crew giving her seventy troops on the command deck, and a good thing as it appeared an enemy droid squad was moving towards the bridge. ’Finally, this is where the fun begins!’ Julia thought as she walked over to the doors of the operations center and pressed the button to open them. They slid open with a hiss revealing ten humanoid droid soldiers with blue skulls for facial imagery, each of them immediately raising their weapons and opening fire with a mixture of conventional bullets and laser weaponry for several minutes. When the machines had to stop to reload, their processing units were likely very confused as to the sight before them. There stood the Grand Admiral, torn to literal pieces, missing an arm and even part of her face and with holes across her like Swiss cheese, and within seconds those holes began to close back up and her face began to rebuild itself while a new limb sprouted where her arm used to be. She merely chuckled. “Pitiful.” Then she was among them.
Grabbing the first droid by is head and smashing it to the deck where it shattered under the force of the blow, she proceeded to then rip the core out of another’s chest. Following that she made quick work of the rest of the droid squad, but before she could take stock of the situation, several green skinned creatures in combat uniform appeared at the end of the hallway with what were clearly plasma weapons. They did indeed look like the North American’s ‘little green men from Mars’ and the language they spoke in sounded no less foreign than they looked. Sighing that this was hardly a challenge at all, Julia began to approach the trio slowly as they shouted at her, probably saying to surrender, what fools. Reaching behind her to her belt, the Original grabbed her laser whip and, before the Zetan’s knew what was happening, swung it forward in an arc as the energy whip sliced through their bodies like a warm knife through butter.
Standing over the three, well now six, bodies, she couldn’t help but remark to herself. “I hope they will be able to provide a more sufficient challenge for me.”
The Union of British North America wrote:En route to the Imperial Palace, Zipang Prime
Asgill looked out the window of the transport, seeing the city-planet before him. He looked in mild bewilderment at the advancement of humanity in 200 years, and at the advancement of humanity 200 years ago. 200 years ago, before all of this, before the world he knew ended in a fire in JPS-Occupied Oregon, before he lost the love of his life, humanity was advanced compared to the other dimensions he saw. "I'm able to visit other dimensions at will, though I am still anchored to this one. I can feel that this anchoring makes this dimension particularly important...for some reason. I'm not sure. Perhaps there will be something major with the upcoming invasion of Sol in the coming weeks?"
"Each dimension has a parallel of events to another. For example, I was in a dimension where central North America won its independence from Britain in the late 18th century, and when I visited that dimension's early 1960s time frame, an American president was assassinated. When I was in a dimension that had a cold war between the victorious Axis Powers of the Second Great War, pardon me, the Crown Prince of Japan at the time had an attempt on his life. In this dimension we are in, there was an unsuccessful attempt on Governor-General Jacques Villeneuve at Fort Worth in Cranmer Province in 1961 by the Sons of Liberty who hated the idea of a French-American leader and because he wanted to have a rapprochement with the JPS. And there are lots of parallels in every dimension I see every day. Well, except the one that you guys are researching, which is one of the harder ones to get in via sheer willpower. But, these parallels all suggest to me something big is going to happen. An emergence of a great evil power at some point in the future..." said Asgill, still staring out the transport's window.
He turned to Director Yuuko. "I think something terrible is going to happen." said Asgill, having a look of fear on his face.
Zipang-4, Dead Zone 5
"I found it." said Hawthorne. "What is it?" asked Glassman. "The tool we need for the job." Hawthorne touched a snow-covered wall, wiping away the snow and revealing a window into a built room of the cave they were in of the Dead Zone, an area cleared of any life and resources for the construction of the hemispherical city that covered over half of the planet.
Hawthorne spoke some unintelligible language into the window, causing it to shimmer and dissipate away. "We're in."
The two entered the room, and descended the staircase that led all the way down to a tomb-like room. They were seeing a strange device upon a pedestal. "This is the tool. It is a special teleportation device developed by my people eons ago for instant interstellar travel, but this one is marked as one of the experimental ones for interdimensional travel. It has a toll though: one's life is shortened by a year or two every time you use it. But we're not going to travel out of this dimension yet. I want to pay a visit first.
He pressed the holographic buttons on the device, and the two disappeared from the tomb, and emerged in an entirely different place.
"Ugh, this place smells like shit." said Glassman, holding his nose. His cybernetic enhancements gave him a keen sense of smell. He regretted making that update to his sensory programming. "We're in the catacombs and sewers of the Imperial Palace of the Zipangese Star Empire. We are in the bowels of the beast, so to speak." said Hawthorne. "This place used to be a temple for my people when they first visited this place long ago, now converted into this beating heart of mechanized oppression, like those Europans."
"Who are we seeing?" asked Glassman. "The beast herself." replied Hawthorne. The two began their way to find the public areas of the palace to blend in with the people. While both looked Euro-American, there was some who went with the JPS colony ships long ago--those brainwashed and those convinced by power and intrigue to join the JPS in their exodus to the stars. The two found a door and saw a public gathering when they opened it. They joined the crowd without raising too many eyebrows, though there was a sense of unease in the air. Then they saw her, the beast. The Shogun Meiya Mitsurugi.
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by New Decius » Wed Apr 25, 2018 10:52 am
by The Union of British North America » Tue May 01, 2018 1:26 pm
by Zipangese Star Empire » Sat May 12, 2018 3:29 pm
The Union of British North America wrote:Main Public Area, Imperial Palace, Zipang Prime, ZSE
There, Hawthorne and Glassman saw the Shogun, speaking before her people. Her speech was mixture of a sermon as well as a rousing nationalistic speech. She was quite good at riling up the crowd. The two looked on as she finished her speech, and then walked off the stage. She was wearing her Shogunate military uniform, a display of power and prestige with the colors, designs, medals, and the hat. Like the British women who have a weird thing for hats, thought Hawthorne. Of course the Shogun was wearing a larger one, and it was a headdress symbolizing her power.
One of her military aides came up to her to say that "...her important guests have arrived." She left the Public Area to the inner chambers of the Palace where the Imperial Family resided, along with senior-level and high ranking staff.
"Well, I knew it. She has something going on." said Hawthorne. He sensed it in her aura. "We need to find out what it is. Come on." he told Glassman. The two left the Public Area, left the Imperial Palace Grounds, and headed to some public transport to explore the capital city of the Zipangese Star Empire.
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Inner Chambers of the Imperial Palace, Zipang Prime, ZSE
Director Yuuko and Asgill were in a waiting room of the palace, close to the Shogun's personal apartments and offices. The "Bakufu" as many ZSE officials have said. Yuuko was sitting impatiently, looking at her wrist holo-watch, her holopad, or her retina holo-display all at the same time, preparing her report for the Shogun. Asgill stared out the window that showed a large shaft that went all the down. He felt like he would fall in if he continued looking. A deep, dark chasm.
Finally, the doors of the Shogun's main office opened, and the aide motioned the two in.
When the two approached the desk, the large chair swivelled to them, revealing the Shogun, the brains of all of this.
New Decius wrote:Enroute to the Imperial Palace, Zipang Prime
Storch followed Kasumi out of the room and towards the transport bay, pleased that events were moving along quickly. This was an important matter that required immediate discussion. If they took no action then the Final Reich would possess a superweapon capable of rendering planet’s uninhabitable and one so well armed and protected it would be almost impossible to destroy when it was completed. If they took care of it now, then it was unlikely the Nazi’s would be able to build another Götterdämmerung for at least a century if not longer, it was already taking the resources of an entire planet and a labor force of close to a billion just to build one of them. Better to destroy this superweapon now before it was too late, even if it meant a genocide to go with it.
New Decius wrote:Boarding Action on SMS Tyranny
As Julia observed the column of Zetan War Droid’s approaching the command deck she could not help but laugh, even as the bridge crew and marines behind her were rushing for cover. By their appearance, these machines were not meant for close quarters combat, a flimsy skeletal frame more suited for mass assault tactics focused on overwhelming volume of fire than as a multi-purpose infantry. This would hardly be a challenge at all, though it was easy for her to laugh while the soldiers took cover. She was immortal, they were not. So while they would have to wait for her to thin the ranks of the column marching down the corridor towards the bridge, she could attack as she pleased.
As before with the previous squad of droids, the volley of laser fire completely obscured Julia from view for a moment due to the sheer intensity of light generated on impact. And just as before, as she was hit, her wounds began to heal immediately no matter where they struck. Since the corridor was not exactly too wide, the column of droids could not spread out to bring all their firepower to bear against the Werwolf, and so only the first five or six ranks were able to open fire on Julia. The ranks behind them could not without hitting the droids in front of them. With a huff of annoyance at the lack of any real challenge, Julia rushed the column in what could be described as a bull charge, barreling her way into the droids with tremendous force. For the first two or three minutes, she merely went at taking apart the machines with brutal savagery, but after that she ignited her laser whip and began cutting them to pieces at her leisure all while continuing to take fire from the enemy. It was almost like a dance as she moved fluidly and expertly through the enemy column with her weapon, cutting down six at a time in some cases, not even attempting to dodge the laser bolts.
As Julia drove her way through the column, the stragglers she left behind continued to advance on the bridge where Lieutenant Kaine was organising a hasty defence. Several marines were opening fire on the droids that approached the entrance but there were not enough troops to hold the enemy advance. Lieutenant Kaine hefted a plasma rifle to his shoulder and started picking targets of his own. “Keep firing men! Don’t let these damn machines overpower you! We are soldiers of Europa!”
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by New Decius » Mon May 14, 2018 5:58 pm
by The Union of British North America » Fri May 18, 2018 7:44 pm
by Zipangese Star Empire » Fri May 25, 2018 1:45 am
New Decius wrote:Zipangese Imperial Palace, Zipang Prime
Once Storch and Kasumi arrived in the Shogun’s office he made the appropriate bow and semi-introductions. Even in times of potential crisis decorum must be observed. “Your Excellency, Dr. Yuuko, Sir Asgill how nice that we should all be gathered here, the topic is of not quite such fine quality I’m afraid.” He took a seat when offered one and slid his datapad over to Yuuko when he began so she could look over the specs of the Götterdämmerung, and given the sharp intake of breath he took that for shock. “I assume Sir Asgill requires information regarding my true station here at the Dimension Research Project?” Meiya nodded as did Asgill though his was with a look of marked confusion. Storch turned to him, clearly intent on opening with a scientific rant. “Sir Asgill our roles here are entirely different. You see what I would term your unique ability is more dimension shifting than anything else, an alteration of your current reality with similar persons and places and the like. I am from another Dimension, I am a German from Germany but I am actually from another Dimension, I crossed through a portal to reach this one. I crossed in 1974 in my dimension and appeared in this one in the year 2001 with my memories partially wiped all I knew was I was searching for a man named Holliston, an SS agent who also crossed. He was the one who stoked tensions in Germany and Japan to start the Third World War, orchestrated those horrific terrorist attacks in the Commonwealth and Germany including the MANTIS incident, influenced Admiral Nagumo to execute those sailors, and a thousand other crimes hoping to prepare our dimension for the arrival of the Final Reich.”
“In my dimension, religion was suppressed as a silly idea and science the chosen path so we had no era of scientific depression which you call your Dark Ages on Earth and so by our 1500’s we possessed the technology you had in the year 2000. In 1820, the National Socialist Empire in Germany conquered Europe and in 1848 it controlled the entire world and we began calling it the Final Reich as they began exterminating everyone who didn’t fit their special Aryan genetic panel. With their technology they invaded and enslaved Mars and Venus and dozens of other planets, none of the galactic powers stepping in to stop them from committing their acts of murder and terror. I am a member of the Resistance, the free people’s who oppose the Final Reich, we have or I should say had a rather large fleet till the Nazi’s destroyed it shortly before I crossed dimensions. Make no mistake, the Nazi’s of your history do not hold a candle to the brutality of the Final Reich.” He pulled up his sleeve to reveal a foot long scar that was clearly very old. “They extracted my lower arm bone stating I should not have the right to move for my resistance efforts and I now have mechanical works in place of most of my arm. They adopted the philosophy that to be enslaved by them and exterminated by them was an honor, a merciful release from an inferior existence, that they were the true master race, and control of Bavarium-5 allowed them to do that. Bavarium-5 is a super element alike what Helium-3 and the G-elements are doing for the Final Reich what those two respectively did for the German and Japanese Empire’s, a technological revolution which put them ahead of everyone else.”
“As of the last forty years we have been attempting to create a stable portal between this dimension or Dimension 01 and the Final Reich’s dimension or Dimension 02, and I have just received word that the Final Reich is developing a superweapon capable of wiping out all life on a planet and rendering it incapable of hosting future life.” He produced two further data pads alike the one he had given Yuuko and passed one to both Asgill and Meiya displaying the information on the Götterdämmerung. “That is the Götterdämmerung, the Twilight of the Gods, the End of Days, Ragnarok, the World Devastator, and it is our fucking worst nightmare if it gets through a portal to this dimension.” On the screen was a schematic of a massive circular spacecraft which appeared to be made up of many moving gears and parts. “This is the Nazi’s fabled ‘wonder weapon’ they’ve been dreaming of since 1894 in my dimension, a warship capable of destroying an entire world on its own. For the longest time, the Nazi’s had no material’s necessary to build a spacecraft of this magnitude, its over 150,000 kilometers across and 60,000 kilometers high, about the size of the old Terran nation of Nepal. Nor did they have the material’s, technology, or even elements in existence to build it in such a way as it could fulfill its purpose.” Yuuko was the one who asked after what its purpose might be.
“It has a main armament of two extreme fusion Bavarium atomic howitzers, meant to fire shells powerful enough to devastate a continent from orbit. But, all these gears and parts you see on it, they are covered when it travels through space, under an extremely thick and nigh impenetrable hull. When the ship lands, which would cause planet-wide tremors on any world of an enormous magnitude, these gears are put to work for the collector process, they drain the deep-crust resources of a planet to be used as fuel for its Bavarium reactors while also continuing to cause extreme magnitude tremors on a planetary scale to destabilize the planet. After the resources have been drained and the crust and mantle have been sufficiently destabilized and weakened, it returns to orbit and proceeds to expend its Bavarium shells on anything that may have survived. A planet is still there after the Götterdämmerung works it over, but nothing is left alive and no planet is left in a state to sustain life ever again.”
He leaned forward now his expression solemn. “Your Excellency, I’m sure Director Yuuko would agree with me that nothing in the arsenal could destroy this once it is complete so it is at its most vulnerable now while under construction. It is 80,000 times larger than the Empire’s largest planned future warships and has weaponry capable of obliterating entire fleets. The only tricky bit is that near 1.5 billion Martian’s are enslaved at the construction site which is drawing on resources extracted from Mars core, so destroying it may very well wipe out almost all Martian species in my home Dimension. However...” He was guessing Asgill might oppose this. “I would gather that saving trillions of lives in this Dimension and my own is worth the sacrifice of a species so I recommend sending G-weapons to the Resistance on Mars to be planted at the Bavarium Reactor sites wherein the resulting chain reaction would destroy the craft and possibly Mars. However the Resistance would never sanction genocide so I would recommend deceiving them by telling them the weapons will not effect organic lifeforms. This does of course risk severing our relationship with the Resistance in Dimension 02 and obliterating all traces of the Martian species, so I would like to bring a hundred thousand Martian’s over to this dimension to be resettled on D01 Mars when your home in Sol is retaken from the Commonwealth and the Europan Empire.”
The Union of British North America wrote:Imperial Palace, Shogun's Offices, Zipang Prime
Asgill was taken aback by what Storch said. "Sir," he began in his stereotypical Britishness of syntax and style, though in a North American English accent, "You say that we are two completely different projects, two completely different studies of means of dimension travel, or shifting, as you say? And that there is a tyrannical force hell-bent on destroying on what is good in this world and other worlds, even though we lack quite a bit of it now? How long again did you say, that you knew? 40 bloody years? 40 years of observing supermechanized fascists and learning enough to destroy their Wunderwaffe?
Perhaps we can combine the two projects. My forefathers hailed from Britannia Gloriana, the land of Adam Smith, the Mill the Elder and the Younger, and many economists and utilitarians. I do think that this operation that you propose is very immoral though if we wait we surely will be dead and everyone will perish under jackboots and our world dominated forever. This demands a cost, a steep price. A great sacrifice of moral principle and lives. Salus populi--salvation of the people. Self-preservation. We must do it. I agree that saving as many Martians as possible from that dimension and we shall bring them this Mars, and we shall ensure they are a free people.
Now, my suggestion for this operation: I can enter the Final Reich dimension, to that version of Mars, and do whatever you need me to do to get stop the Final Reich. Reinforcing my so-called shifting ability with your machine can make me stay longer in another dimension, and interact with it better. You would be enhancing my apparent natural ability. Plus, I take up the role of Asgill in every dimension I visit, with all of the memory of what that dimension-specific me did and thought. I'll take up the role of that Asgill, though modified somewhat but just enough to do the deed, as I have lots of control over each me's free will, along with any credentials he has, or that you will be to flawlessly forge. If your boys try to go in, you'll stand out and that will compromise the mission. If I don't make it out, then I did service to crown and country, and to humanity. That is my oath as a Royal North American Mounted Policeman, a faithful and obedient servant to the Crown, and now to all humanity. Let's do this, Mr. Storch.
And it would be Sir Anthony, not Sir Asgill. I'm not even a knight, and everyone knows its the first name, not the surname."
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by The Union of British North America » Mon May 28, 2018 12:19 am
by New Decius » Tue Jun 05, 2018 1:10 am
by Zipangese Star Empire » Tue Jun 05, 2018 2:30 am
The Union of British North America wrote:Imperial Palace, Zipang Prime, Zipangese Star Empire
"Very good, very good indeed." said Asgill. He was pleased with the outcome. He knew that this meant his old homeland will have to be defeated or pushed out of the Sol System before major operations against the greater threat--the Final Reich. He longed for his homeland, the old world before the Pacific War. He longed for a better world.
After he meeting, he was walking with Director Yuuko back to the shuttle to them back to the ZSE MOD, an IZRG officer and Asgill accidentally bumped into one another, causing him to drop several holo-tablets to fall to the ground. Asgill and the officer both stooped to the ground to help pick them up. The officer slipped something into his hand as they were stacking the tablets up. The officer thanked him and continued on his way. Asgill put the object into his pocket. It was paper, definitely, an ancient piece of technology from the old world.
Yuuko and Asgill proceeded on their journey to the shuttle port. Yuuko didn't notice apparently, but Asgill and and the officer were both intelligence officers, something a civilian wouldn't notice.
They boarded the shuttle and flew back, both silent on what had transpired in the Palace.
---
Back in his room, Asgill read the paper message. It was from the Crown Princess, Yuuhi. It said that Yuuhi will continue on her plans for reforming the ZSE, and will the limit the influence of the Militarists in the Zipangese Imperial Diet on who will govern the old Commonwealth territories when the ZSE will occupy the Sol System. Even Yuuhi thinks that the CON and Europa will be pushed out of Sol. They are that sure of themselves. They had all this time to prepare, so they must a good and reasonable degree of confidence in their abilities.
Asgill burned the message, and Director Yuuko knocked on his door when he finished.
He opened the door. "Yes, Director, how may I help you ? Is it with the you-know-what, the project?"
Zipang Prime City Center, ZSE
"Well, the Zipangese sure know how to build a city. This place is huge. Like the scientific romance films of yore, with huge planet-cities." said Glassman. "Indeed. We are close to where we need to go. Just down this way." said Hawthorne. They went down an alleyway, out of prying eyes.
They approached a large metal grate on the ground. "This leads to the sewers. A tunnel will take us to be right under the building." said Hawthorne. He used the device in his hand. It lifted the heavy metal grate. "It also has telekinesis?" wondered Glassman. "This is a weapon of a god, if you will. Certainly when we had one back on Earth. It was represented by many cultures. Zeus's thunderbolts, Susanoo's sword, the Iroquoian Great Turtle. It was a great power to change the world around you."
The two descended into the sewers, to find the tunnel that will take them to their goal: a special sublevel of the Zipangese Ministry of Defense.
New Decius wrote:SMS Tyranny, Zipang System
Julia was still cutting down huge swathes of the droids though it hardly seemed to make a dent as more and more continued to flood in from the portals they had setup and she could see behind her that the bridge was under heavy strain to hold out. Grudgingly she chose to pull back to the bridge where her power and ferocity would be able to really hold the enemy at bay. Turning in one smooth motion she rushed forth, barreling through the enemy column with ease, tossing aside the skeletal machines with but a flick of her hand without even pausing to rest. Within moments she was at the gateway to the bridge and began cutting down the droids once more while the depleted platoon of Imperial Marines on the bridge took the opportunity to give their weapons time to cool and shove new energy packs in their rifles. Utilizing her laser whip, Julia cut down several ranks of the droids in a flash but knew so long as that portal remained open the enemies would keep coming for as long as their commander pleased, not that she was concerned. She after all, could not die. In theory even shoving an Original Werwolf into the vacuum of space would not technically ‘kill’ them, merely put them in a state of unlife, both alive yet unable to exhibit life until oxygen once again flowed through the their bodies. However, that kind of limbo, trapped within ones own body and unable to do anything about it, was sure to be a maddening experience.
Getting frustrated by the lack of any real challenge, Julia actually roared out with the fury of her mythical namesake, her voice carrying through most of the ship. “IS THIS ALL YOU HAVE! ARE YOU UNABLE TO PRODUCE A PROPER CHALLENGE FOR ME! IF THIS IS YOUR BEST THEN THIS IS PATHETIC, MORE SO THAN I WAS EXPECTING!”
Imperial Dimension Research Unit, Zipang Prime
Zipangese Star Empire
Storch was deep in thought on his way back to the lab, not only because he and his team would have to work even more diligently than usual to be able to produce a portal both stable and precise enough to insert the four squads of Imperial Commando’s and their G-Bomb ordinance. The energies emitted by the G-elements in the devices might in some way destabilize the portal during transit thus in theory, most of what the unit worked with was theory at the moment even after almost a hundred years of research and experimentation, being trapped in interdimensional limbo and existing as pure energy rather than complex individual beings. He was sure that there were many more sleepless nights spent at the lab than normal coming up, though at least half his team and himself slept more than two or three hours a planetary rotation sometimes with days between and half the time sleeping in the lab. What his mind was concerned with were the larger ramifications of what they were about to do.
The Götterdämmerung had to be destroyed before it was completed, of that he had no doubt nor qualms, hell once completed it might not be possible to destroy the mega-warship given its design and defenses. If the Nazi’s could complete the weapon they would have the power to literally exterminate all life on a planet within a day, less than that, they would not wait to seize further control of their galaxy, they would act immediately and then turn their attention to Dimension 01 once the major galactic powers in Dimension 02 had been laid low or rather laid six feet below. Yet, the thought that acting for the greater good by destroying this dreadful superweapon would come alongside committing genocide on the scale of over a billion of enslaved Martian’s and possibly destroying Dimension 02 Mars, was still nagging him and it was a valid frustration. Not to mention the fact that since the Resistance would never accept knowingly committing genocide, they would have to be lied to about what the G-Bombs would do, told perhaps that they would only affect inorganic material not living beings, and that had ramifications of its own. They would never again trust the Zipangese even if the deception was for the greater good, never mind trusting Storch.
These were the thoughts which plagued his mind as he returned to the lab.
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by The Union of British North America » Tue Jun 05, 2018 10:23 pm
by Zipangese Star Empire » Wed Jun 06, 2018 12:27 am
The Union of British North America wrote:ZSE Imperial Ministry of Defense, Special Projects Sub-Level, Zipang Prime
"I doubt a world without religion would be a good thing. Of course, religion has held science back and many terrible atrocities have been committed in the name of God, or an Emperor, but religion presents us lofty and good aims to achieve and uphold. And it can inspire some to learn about the natural world. I had a brother, an Anglican priest who was also a biologist. He was inspired by Francis Bacon, Benjamin Franklin, and William of Ockham to pursue science and theology. A religious man who thought he could learn the divine through scientific experimentation. He had a good heart, and he was well received in Commonwealth science circles. Perhaps we should blame those with blind faith and those demagogues and false prophets who promise salvation and the world in exchange for everyone giving up their individual moral compasses." replied Asgill. He turned away from Yuuko as he explained about his brother, and then turned back to her, walking up to her and looked down at her.
"This is a crazy endeavor, but it is necessary. For self-preservation. I have no doubt the Commonwealth and the Europans would join us in fighting this greater evil, but alas interstellar politics and revanchism from long ago is blocking. Mainly, between Europa and the ZSE. I've overheard some chatter from guards and the staff about the Europan Empire. Militaristic, expansionist. The great evils of our world, and now the greatest evil from another world. We're fighting fire with fire here, and I hope we're not all burned in the process, to put it mildly. But this is our best chance to prevent the interdimensional enslavement of our peoples."
He squatted to get to her eye level. "Director...Yuuko, may I call you just Yuuko? You may call me Tony, I haven't heard that since....since Haruko died. When I was with her in Oregon Country, at that Shinto Temple, she called me Tony. Only once. She never did when we first met and were together in Japan, and she never did when we worked together occasionally. Yuuko--where do you stand? After all this, if we make it out alive, where will you stand? You and I know the internal politics of the ZSE well. Reformists and Militarists. After all this, and with Europa, the CON, and the ZSE, their war over, whom will you support? Reformists to bring some lasting semblance of peace or Militarists who will keep pushing to destroy the enemies of the ZSE and demand blood, sweat, and tears and a blank cheque forever?
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by The Union of British North America » Fri Jun 08, 2018 12:44 am
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