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Postby The Union of British North America » Sat Nov 24, 2018 11:11 pm

Oort Cloud, Secret CON Base, Sol

"I...I can't...thank you, I suppose, but this isn't technically for me, I'm him, but I'm also not him. We're two different universes apart. I shouldn't have this." replied Yuuya. But his alt-half-sister's argument and transdimensional aura countered his argument. He needed it more than he needed it. Yuuya had made peace with his heritage long ago, when he faced off against this dimension's Yui during their battles on Earth. He loved himself like his half-sister loved him, though they were still at odds when the war ended, ostensibly with Japan's defeat, which is now completely turned on its head.

But to the task at hand, Yuuya must deal with the current crisis that his team, and the CON, are facing. "Thank you again, I'll try to reconcile with this dimension's you, as it is my duty to bridge the divide between me and my half-sister. Goodbye, and godspeed."

He turned to return to the Frames with Marinaris, who was stunned by the sudden onset of Yuuya's authority and confidence.

After seeing them off, Hawthorne approached alt-Yui. "Shall we get you back to your home?"

SDIS Duty Bound, Jovian Trojans, Sol

The four Zipangese vessels materialized almost in 30 seconds after a strange burst transmission from somewhere on the ship was registered by the black log. "Even the Admiral's encrypted messages are stuck in the Stone Age with this enemy. Shit." replied the communications officer to the on-duty bridge commander. "We're also getting a transmission from the ships, sir. Open, and in English."

Just as the Zipangese broadcast was finished, Admiral Magbaredge entered the bridge. "Open a channel with their flagship, you should have triangulated it by the broadcast." Several 'yes, ma'ams' later, a figure in a dark, ornate robe was on the screen, about to parley with the effective leader of the Commonwealth of Nations and its Space Development Initiative.
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Real world territories that I am using: contiguous US, Canada, British West Indies, Bermuda, and Baja California. Hawaii is an associated state. Alaska is not part of my country, so an Imperial Russian/Soviet, Japanese, or even an independent Alaska is a reluctantly welcomed neighbor.

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Postby Zipangese Star Empire » Sun Nov 25, 2018 12:10 am

The Union of British North America wrote:Oort Cloud, Secret CON Base, Sol

"I...I can't...thank you, I suppose, but this isn't technically for me, I'm him, but I'm also not him. We're two different universes apart. I shouldn't have this." replied Yuuya. But his alt-half-sister's argument and transdimensional aura countered his argument. He needed it more than he needed it. Yuuya had made peace with his heritage long ago, when he faced off against this dimension's Yui during their battles on Earth. He loved himself like his half-sister loved him, though they were still at odds when the war ended, ostensibly with Japan's defeat, which is now completely turned on its head.

But to the task at hand, Yuuya must deal with the current crisis that his team, and the CON, are facing. "Thank you again, I'll try to reconcile with this dimension's you, as it is my duty to bridge the divide between me and my half-sister. Goodbye, and godspeed."

He turned to return to the Frames with Marinaris, who was stunned by the sudden onset of Yuuya's authority and confidence.

After seeing them off, Hawthorne approached alt-Yui. "Shall we get you back to your home?"

SDIS Duty Bound, Jovian Trojans, Sol

The four Zipangese vessels materialized almost in 30 seconds after a strange burst transmission from somewhere on the ship was registered by the black log. "Even the Admiral's encrypted messages are stuck in the Stone Age with this enemy. Shit." replied the communications officer to the on-duty bridge commander. "We're also getting a transmission from the ships, sir. Open, and in English."

Just as the Zipangese broadcast was finished, Admiral Magbaredge entered the bridge. "Open a channel with their flagship, you should have triangulated it by the broadcast." Several 'yes, ma'ams' later, a figure in a dark, ornate robe was on the screen, about to parley with the effective leader of the Commonwealth of Nations and its Space Development Initiative.


Oort Cloud, Secret CON Base, Sol

"Yes, thank you." Yui said as she watched from the windows of the station as her brother. Well the one from this universe anyway departed. To see just how one thing could change what is currently history in this dimension, but her present scared Yui on the inside. Very few things could since Kyoto, when the BETA killed and ate her friends. She couldn't stomach the thought of that nor this future. "I'd rather be back in my dimension, even if compared to this all, it's worse. And I have to make it better if he comes to it. I can't have him think just because I'm not the Yui here that I'm weak, can I?" Yui turned and smiled.

Zipangese Type 229 Star Cruiser/Starfighter/Tactical Surface Fighter Carrier Zipang-Class, The Fusou, Flagship of the Imperial Zipangese Navy, Above the moon.

"Lord Admiral, it appears the moon of earth has been abandoned by the Europans." A Imperial Zipangese Navy lieutenant said as she looked over the scanners in the crew pits of the bridge on the Fusou. "Good. Then begin landing ground troops. Hold a line at the moon. Everything is going as the Shogun planned." Lord Admiral Rei Nishimura said before she heard the clacking of high heeled boots on the bridge, behind her. Turning, she raised an eyebrow at the sight before herself. A look alike of Shogun Mitsurugi? "What is your business here?" Rei asked calmly, taking note of the ancient raincoat and the Katana at this woman's side. "I was sent to eliminate the Europan Kaiser." The woman said in a cold, calm, apathetic voice.

"I see." Rei said before the woman with lightening speed held a gloved finger to Rei's mouth. "You. Do not see. You will not see. You will forget everything you have seen of me, lest you shall lose your value as an asset to the shogun and become expendable." The woman said as every eye in the crew pits donned on her, everyone stopping what they were doing in their tracks. "Alright. Then your presence here will be forgotten." Rei said before the woman turned and left silently. It didn't take long but slowly, everyone began going about their business on the bridge with Lord Admiral Rei Nishimura's orders being carried out, the Akagi-class transport ships deploying their forces onto the moon, similar occurrences were happening on mars, while the bulk of the IZN fleet was focused on earth.

The Raiden-Class destroyers formed the first line infront of the Fuso-class cruisers, while the Fuso-class cruisers guarded the Zipang-Class star cruisers, lastly the Katori-Class Dreadnoughts formed the fourth line line of ships. Lord Admiral Rei Nishimura's ship, a Zipang-Class star cruiser remained behind the lines, Grand Admiral Thetch had relocated to a ship further back behind the lines, the one broadcasting repeatedly the message about some one named Yuuya Bridges. She was ordered to ignore the broadcast and continue as planned.

Before Rei spoke she ordered a fleet wide comms channel opened. "All ships begin orbital bombardment of Terra, aim straight for Europe and that bastard Kaiser's home!" Rei said her voice heard on every Zipangese ship in the fleet before blue bolts started to rain down on earth from the large fleet formation centred around the moon directly onto Europe.

IZRGSS Mikoto, IZRG Type 232 Escort Ship, Jovian Trojans

Ikaruga smiled as the figure of Admiral Magbaredge became visible via hologram, likely was the same case with her seeing him. "Greetings, Terrans. I am Regent Ikaruga Takatsugu, 3rd in line for the throne of the Shogunate of Zipang. I have news that should. One would hope give you some comfort. We've not come to finish you brits specifically. Off. We're here only for the Germans, they're a bigger threat than you could ever realise or comprehend. Not just to our two nations but to the galaxy and multiverse at large. I myself was just only informed of this." Ikaruga chuckled and shook his head. "But I digress. We're here to just cauterise the wound you in your idiotic sense of self righteousness during the 2017 war saw fit to allow to remain untreated, grow infected, fester, and spread like a cancerous tumour. We're going to finish what was started. And... Seeing as how now you finally, hopefully realise, we were all along. Right. We hope you'll not be foolish enough to attempt to intervene over petty... Oh it's been so long what do you Terrans call them again? Oh yes. War crimes. And crimes against humanity. These Germans and who pull their strings are far worse than you could ever think us to be. We're doing the galaxy a favour by bringing them to heel. .....Anyway. Aside from that, I've been ordered by personal declaration of Shogun Mitsurugi Meiya, the first Shogun of Zipang, the last Shogun of Japan, her imperial majesty..... You get the picture. She has ordered me to offer an escort to you, out of this system. As well as a warning which I shall give to you later." Ikaruga said. Awaiting a response from Magbaredge.

Ikaruga was more or less, a well known figure from before the Japanese Shogunate, Emperor, upper echelons of the military, and the best and brightest of the Japanese Empire were loaded up onto colony ships with cultural artefacts and much of what had belonged to the financial ministry of the Japanese Empire. He was the head of external security of the Japanese Empire, meaning their spymaster. A smug, obviously, plainly rude man. However only minutely changed with the grey skin colour, his black hair remained much the same as did his at the time well known smirk.
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FT version of The Empire of Japanese Pacific States (Now with genetic therapy, more Muv-luv tech, some slight Half-life Combine tech, Superweapons and some slight Star Wars, Halo tech influence and a Helghast-ish military).
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Postby New Decius » Sat Dec 01, 2018 11:17 pm

Imperial Ministry of Defense, Berlin, Kingdom of Prussia
German Empire, Europa Prime
Empire of Europa


The walls of the Ministry of Defense shook violently as the ground beneath did, clearly caused by the shockwaves of the Zipangese orbital bombardment of the planetary shield grid all across the globe. Admiral Henrik Van Doorner gnashed his teeth in frustration as he gripped the arms of his chair so tightly the knuckles turned white, the scene playing out in the war room not at all satisfactory. Aides and officers alike were rushing around like foolish twits trying to get order among the chaos though it was a task even the mythical Olympian Gods may have faltered in at this point.

The massive holographic dais in the center of the room, circled by a council table staffed by only half as many Admiral’s, General’s, and other officers as it could fit there having been no time to carry out promotions to fill the now vacant spots caused by casualty or desertion, displayed the Earth surrounded by the Zipangese fleet bombarding the shield grid protecting everything beneath low orbit and the remains of the Europan navy in high orbit suicidally trying to break the blockade. The Planetary Shield Grid was designed as a secondary protection against asteroids and NEO (Near Earth Objects) should the particle cannon grid fail and was projected by hundreds of thousands of transmitters across the Earth though the Commonwealth systems had long since been disabled forcing the Imperial Intelligence Service to hack into the Common’s system to reactivate the transmitters in their territory. At present it seemed to be living up to its reputation and no fire from the blockade had yet broken through to strike the planet, though the shockwaves generated by the impact with the shield were creating small earthquake like tremors across the Earth and reports were already coming in of serious damage caused by these tremors across the globe.

Henrik watched as another cruiser was blown to smithereens attempting a hopeless charge against the enemy blockade; over a hundred warships had already been lost including the sole remaining Olympus Mons dreadnought seeing as twelve were destroyed at the Battle of Jupiter, three during Grand Admiral Kaalzebrütt’s engagement, and the other seven were taken by the exodus. Though his orbital forces were dwindling, he did still have several thousand helicarriers and atmospheric warships available, though none could venture into high orbit and the planetary shield would have to be lowered to do so anyway; the main strength in these ships was that almost every single one carried thermonuclear weapons of some kind be it missiles or railguns so when the enemy pierced the shield, Henrik’s forces could still bring down as many of them as they could before being destroyed. Henrik turned to his aide, Captain Rodrigo Salieri hoping that his last resort was ready and in place. “Captain are all SSBN’s reporting in from their staging areas?”

“They are Your Excellency, all 407 submarines have arrived at their predesignated staging areas and have primed all onboard warheads to fire when ready.” Henrik knew he could not hold the Zipangese at bay in orbit or in atmosphere so his final line in the sand was total obliteration on the ground. Once the shield barrier was down and the atmospheric fleet cleared from the board, the Zipangese would no doubt begin landing troops on the planet and once they did, he would strike. All of Europa’s remaining ballistic missile submarines, a total of just over four hundred each equipped with at least ten missiles, and the Europan standard SLBM the XC-24 carried ten warheads, giving Henrik a grand total of over 40,000 nuclear warheads with a range to hit anywhere on the face of the planet. “I should again remind you that the detonation of so many nuclear warheads is likely to radiate the entire Earth and render deceased much of the life on our home world. Would it not be wiser to launch a nuclear offensive against the Zipangese fleet in orbit in coordination with our atmospheric fleet?”

“Yes it would but the Emperor demands I hold our submarine forces as a final resort-“ Though in truth the real danger there was that it would require the shield to be lowered in order to fire so many missiles into orbit and thus would expose Earth to the enemy bombardment. Of course the Emperor did not think in those terms, he only thought in terms of how much destruction he could wreak upon his enemies. But the old fool was not in the room right now and Henrik was technically Supreme Commander of the Armed Forces, and thus had to act in the best interest of all Europa, not one mad lunatic ruler. A nuclear offensive was much more logical than waiting for each layer of defenses to be destroyed and then rendering Earth uninhabitable. The decision was made. “Captain send orders to all submarines to target the enemy fleet in orbit and give the same to the atmospheric fleet. I want all nuclear munitions available targeting the enemy fleet. In all that’s about eighty thousand warheads but enemy point defense will bring down at least a fourth of that, another quarter won’t hit their targets in orbit due to the fact they weren’t meant to be fired into space, and at least half of the remainder will likely detonate before they hit the target meaning only about a quarter of the warheads should find their targets. And it will take grouped volleys of warheads to bring down the enemy capital ships but twenty thousand nuclear weapons should be enough to kill a fair few enemy ships even if it would only be to buy us a little more time to hold out.”

Before those orders could be put in though, a new hologram suddenly took over the dais, one of Prince Dietrich the Traitor looking rather smug. Henrik was about to scream and shout and the Prince began speaking. “Greetings High Command, this is a recording built into the nuclear launch system. Clearly one of you fools had decided to launch a nuclear attack so I prepared a little surprise for anyone who attempted this. A virus I planted in the strategic command network will now proceed to deactivate almost every nuclear weapon connected to the network; I say almost because some will still be used...against Europa.” Then the recording shut off and alarms began blaring as the monitors read launch detected over and over. Captain Salieri looked down at his monitor in horror.

“Your Excellency, two thousand tactical nuclear warheads have just been launched at targets across the globe while every other warhead has been deactivated! The targets include the MANTIS Network Uplink Centers in Europe, Arabia, Siberia, and the Congo, the terrestrial Helium-3 mines in North Africa and Turkey, and...oh God!” Henrik’s fears were confirmed seconds later when Rodrigo declared the third set of targets. “The Central Uplink Stations for the Planetary Shield Grid!” In one fell swoop Europa’s nuclear suicide bomb had been turned against itself and would now be the instrument of the Empire’s demise. They could all only watch in mounting horror as the two thousand tactical nuclear weapons launched from Europan silo’s and made for the targets across the Empire; the MANTIS system was not designed to flag Europan ballistic missiles as viable targets and so would not shoot them down. Within moments the warheads began striking their targets and moments later ever more horrifying news:

The Planetary Shield Grid had come down.
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Postby Zipangese Star Empire » Sun Dec 02, 2018 12:45 am

New Decius wrote:Imperial Ministry of Defense, Berlin, Kingdom of Prussia
German Empire, Europa Prime
Empire of Europa


The walls of the Ministry of Defense shook violently as the ground beneath did, clearly caused by the shockwaves of the Zipangese orbital bombardment of the planetary shield grid all across the globe. Admiral Henrik Van Doorner gnashed his teeth in frustration as he gripped the arms of his chair so tightly the knuckles turned white, the scene playing out in the war room not at all satisfactory. Aides and officers alike were rushing around like foolish twits trying to get order among the chaos though it was a task even the mythical Olympian Gods may have faltered in at this point.

The massive holographic dais in the center of the room, circled by a council table staffed by only half as many Admiral’s, General’s, and other officers as it could fit there having been no time to carry out promotions to fill the now vacant spots caused by casualty or desertion, displayed the Earth surrounded by the Zipangese fleet bombarding the shield grid protecting everything beneath low orbit and the remains of the Europan navy in high orbit suicidally trying to break the blockade. The Planetary Shield Grid was designed as a secondary protection against asteroids and NEO (Near Earth Objects) should the particle cannon grid fail and was projected by hundreds of thousands of transmitters across the Earth though the Commonwealth systems had long since been disabled forcing the Imperial Intelligence Service to hack into the Common’s system to reactivate the transmitters in their territory. At present it seemed to be living up to its reputation and no fire from the blockade had yet broken through to strike the planet, though the shockwaves generated by the impact with the shield were creating small earthquake like tremors across the Earth and reports were already coming in of serious damage caused by these tremors across the globe.

Henrik watched as another cruiser was blown to smithereens attempting a hopeless charge against the enemy blockade; over a hundred warships had already been lost including the sole remaining Olympus Mons dreadnought seeing as twelve were destroyed at the Battle of Jupiter, three during Grand Admiral Kaalzebrütt’s engagement, and the other seven were taken by the exodus. Though his orbital forces were dwindling, he did still have several thousand helicarriers and atmospheric warships available, though none could venture into high orbit and the planetary shield would have to be lowered to do so anyway; the main strength in these ships was that almost every single one carried thermonuclear weapons of some kind be it missiles or railguns so when the enemy pierced the shield, Henrik’s forces could still bring down as many of them as they could before being destroyed. Henrik turned to his aide, Captain Rodrigo Salieri hoping that his last resort was ready and in place. “Captain are all SSBN’s reporting in from their staging areas?”

“They are Your Excellency, all 407 submarines have arrived at their predesignated staging areas and have primed all onboard warheads to fire when ready.” Henrik knew he could not hold the Zipangese at bay in orbit or in atmosphere so his final line in the sand was total obliteration on the ground. Once the shield barrier was down and the atmospheric fleet cleared from the board, the Zipangese would no doubt begin landing troops on the planet and once they did, he would strike. All of Europa’s remaining ballistic missile submarines, a total of just over four hundred each equipped with at least ten missiles, and the Europan standard SLBM the XC-24 carried ten warheads, giving Henrik a grand total of over 40,000 nuclear warheads with a range to hit anywhere on the face of the planet. “I should again remind you that the detonation of so many nuclear warheads is likely to radiate the entire Earth and render deceased much of the life on our home world. Would it not be wiser to launch a nuclear offensive against the Zipangese fleet in orbit in coordination with our atmospheric fleet?”

“Yes it would but the Emperor demands I hold our submarine forces as a final resort-“ Though in truth the real danger there was that it would require the shield to be lowered in order to fire so many missiles into orbit and thus would expose Earth to the enemy bombardment. Of course the Emperor did not think in those terms, he only thought in terms of how much destruction he could wreak upon his enemies. But the old fool was not in the room right now and Henrik was technically Supreme Commander of the Armed Forces, and thus had to act in the best interest of all Europa, not one mad lunatic ruler. A nuclear offensive was much more logical than waiting for each layer of defenses to be destroyed and then rendering Earth uninhabitable. The decision was made. “Captain send orders to all submarines to target the enemy fleet in orbit and give the same to the atmospheric fleet. I want all nuclear munitions available targeting the enemy fleet. In all that’s about eighty thousand warheads but enemy point defense will bring down at least a fourth of that, another quarter won’t hit their targets in orbit due to the fact they weren’t meant to be fired into space, and at least half of the remainder will likely detonate before they hit the target meaning only about a quarter of the warheads should find their targets. And it will take grouped volleys of warheads to bring down the enemy capital ships but twenty thousand nuclear weapons should be enough to kill a fair few enemy ships even if it would only be to buy us a little more time to hold out.”

Before those orders could be put in though, a new hologram suddenly took over the dais, one of Prince Dietrich the Traitor looking rather smug. Henrik was about to scream and shout and the Prince began speaking. “Greetings High Command, this is a recording built into the nuclear launch system. Clearly one of you fools had decided to launch a nuclear attack so I prepared a little surprise for anyone who attempted this. A virus I planted in the strategic command network will now proceed to deactivate almost every nuclear weapon connected to the network; I say almost because some will still be used...against Europa.” Then the recording shut off and alarms began blaring as the monitors read launch detected over and over. Captain Salieri looked down at his monitor in horror.

“Your Excellency, two thousand tactical nuclear warheads have just been launched at targets across the globe while every other warhead has been deactivated! The targets include the MANTIS Network Uplink Centers in Europe, Arabia, Siberia, and the Congo, the terrestrial Helium-3 mines in North Africa and Turkey, and...oh God!” Henrik’s fears were confirmed seconds later when Rodrigo declared the third set of targets. “The Central Uplink Stations for the Planetary Shield Grid!” In one fell swoop Europa’s nuclear suicide bomb had been turned against itself and would now be the instrument of the Empire’s demise. They could all only watch in mounting horror as the two thousand tactical nuclear weapons launched from Europan silo’s and made for the targets across the Empire; the MANTIS system was not designed to flag Europan ballistic missiles as viable targets and so would not shoot them down. Within moments the warheads began striking their targets and moments later ever more horrifying news:

The Planetary Shield Grid had come down.


In orbit of Earth, Zipangese Type 229 Star Cruiser/Starfighter/Tactical Surface Fighter Carrier Zipang-Class, The Fusou, Flagship of the Imperial Zipangese Navy, Above the moon.

Blue bolts of light for the past thirty minutes were raining down on earth, now something was happening. Something Lord Admiral Rei Nishimura didn't expect. The Europans were nuking themselves? It would surely be a better fate then falling to the Zipangese Star Empire. Atleast they had the courtesy of leaving Asia and a large portion of the rest of the world untouched with their attempt of suicide. From orbit the mushroom clouds and explosions could be seen. The blue bolts of light ceased raining down on Europe and all eyes once again fixed on Lord Admiral Nishimura. "The Europans are doing us a favour! They've destroyed their own and only means of protecting themselves from us! Begin bombardment on the last known positions of the Europan's MANTIS network! Then begin deployment of fighters and bombers to mop up the skies! We shall have aerial supremacy before we sent our droids and troops in!" Rei yelled aloud, her orders carried out to the letter. Old documents long ago digitised and archived were pulled up detailing ancient positions of the old German MANTIS network and spread out amongst the fleet.

Like clockwork the bombardment re-commenced with the blue bolts of light once again raining down on continental Europe as the ventral hangers of the Type 229 Zipang-class Star Cruiser/Starfighter/TSF carriers opened, droid fighters and bombers left their hangers along side manned bombers and fighters while a large group of only just arriving Akagi-class troop transports gathered behind the four line defensive position created by the Zipangese Imperial Navy while the orbital bombardments continued. Rei watched from the bridge, a smile on her face. She was there when the Mitsurugi Shogunate was forced off the planet. Both her and her sister, the sight before her left her joyful. Her home long ago lost was now in her grasp for the first time in quite a long time. "We'll return home... It may not be the one we left but we shall return to it..." Rei said the smile not leaving her face as she brushed her hair back behind her ears. "We'll finish this." Rei said before the fourth line of ships began unleashing their own fighters and bombers en mass.

Zipangese Type 229 Star Cruiser/Starfighter/Tactical Surface Fighter Carrier Zipang-Class, IZN Agano, Solar Space

"You're certain your.... Half-brother. Is going to come?" Grand Admiral Thetch asked as he stood behind Vassal Retainer Yui Takamura of the Imperial Zipangese Royal Guard. "I'm certain of it. We've been separated for so long, he will come at the first opportunity to reunite with me. To... As he would very likely say, try to "save me"." Yui chuckled and turned to Grand Admiral Thetch. "However it is I who intends to save him." Yui said before opened up the ventral hanger of the Agano. "I shall inform you when he arrives. I know of the Shogun's plans, I will not deviate." Yui said her head lowered. "Worry not. For we are only but to bring him to her... Even if she will be lightyears away. She shall tell him of the true danger to all of us." Grand Admiral Thetch said before turning to leave the bridge.

"And after the threat is dealt with. Then we shall truly be reunited as a family. As our father would've wanted." Yui said. Thetch stopped in his tracks and was about to speak before the sensors picked up a flight of TSF like objects coming towards the Agano. "I shall be hidden until the time comes, Vassal Retainer." Thetch turned and bowed his head before he left the bridge to hide out of sight, waiting for Yuuya Bridges to answer his sister's call and come to the Agano.

In atmosphere of Earth, above Europe

Blue bolts of light rained down striking buildings, streets, and everything inbetween. However what stood out was the 507th Tactical Fighter Wing of the Imperial Zipangese Naval Space Service. Their signature ships were painted a dull grey with red accents along the edges of their craft. The woman in charge of this squadron, Colonel Hitotose Aria. Lead her forces in formation. "Tatiana. Take Noa and go harrass the nearest Europan helicarriers, expect the Imperial Royal Guard to show up and reinforce with their own assets. Stay out of our ships' in orbit firing areas or you'll get caught up." Aria said over comms. "Yes ma'am." Tatiana replied as now TSFs started to make their way down planetside along with the large scale mixed force of manned and droid fighters and bombers fighting it out with the Europans for control of the skies. While the fight was bloody, the only thing the Zipangese had going for them were their larger numbers. And the fact the droids outnumbered and outgunned the manned piloted craft Laser cannons and high speed tracking missiles programmed not to follow heat but to follow set targets.

"We will secure the skies for our Shogun, not one of you is allowed to die today. Today Europa, the German Empire dies." Aria said before as expected, the Zipangese Imperial Royal Guard joined the fray with their own fighters, bombers, and TSFs. "After this war I'll sign month long leave passes for all of you, as extra motivation to make it out alive." Aria said over comms and it seemed to motivate Tatiana and Noa more so as they gunned down Europan fighters and other craft making an effort to not be hit by anything.
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Postby New Decius » Tue Dec 18, 2018 1:55 am

Galaktische Hauptstadt von Terra
Galaktisches Kapitalsystem von Walhalla
Größeres Galaktisches Imperium
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The shattered continent sized debris floating in open space that was once the planet of Mars was clearly displayed around the central chamber as a number of black uniformed officers walked among the holographic wreckage examining the central point of destruction. The near vaporized site of construction for the super warship, Götterdämmerung, which was blown to smithereens by the saboteurs planting of some form of elemental explosive on the Bavarium Reactor pipes which fueled the mega-vessel. Also displayed was the massive armada of warships deployed around Mars to guard the debris field so that the Resistance could not scavenge any useful pieces of technology from the ruins of the construction site or the warships that had been in atmosphere when the planet essentially detonated from within. One officer, by his badges of rank clearly a Field Marshal of the Wehrmacht, chose to comment on the deployment of this armada to his colleagues, and of course the figure overseeing the meeting from the dais concealed in the shadows.

“For how long will we keep the twenty-second fleet here over Mars when they are needed on campaign. General Craicken reports that Rixxian forces are putting up extremely stiff resistance in the Rodina system and additional enemy space forces have allowed them to launch a counter attack that has seen Moscaya returned to their hands. The Terra Defense Fleet can take over guarding Mars while we deploy the twenty-second fleet to Rodina to reinforce our offensive there and turn the tide back in the Reich’s favor. Logic dictates this. Do you not agree Großadmiral Kaine?” He said turning to a man in the blue uniform of the Kriegsmarine surveying the damage done to a dreadnought at the Mars Orbital Shipyards a few feet away. The man, clearly in his elder years judging by his white hair and mustache seemed loathed to agree with his colleague but did in fact nod.

“Indeed, we’ve received communications from Admiral Darlan that confirms this. His forty-third fleet is depleted due to the long campaign and requires relief so it can pull back to the Amritsar star system and refit its ships at the shipyards in that system. Twenty-second fleet has no less than nine dreadnoughts and can fill the gap that will be left easily, seeing as the forty-third only has six dreadnought’s having lost two to Rixxian counterattacks at Moscaya and Stalino. As loathe as I am to agree with Generalfeldmarschall Stahl, I must concede that he makes a valid point mein führer, why tie down resources that could easily be put to better use on the field of battle.” This was answered by a very sharp and very concise rebuttal from yet another Generalfeldmarschall who was standing far closer to the center of what used to be the main slave camps for the Martian’s. The man was practically seething with fury despite being a mere five feet and possessing a scrawny figure to be blunt.

“And let the Resistance, damn them all, sneak back in to steal our technology and scamper away to continue plotting against the Reich! How could you suggest such a horrendous action gentlemen?! If we abandon our blockade over Mars then we open the door to further attacks by the Resistance and their friends in the other dimension! Our technician’s say that there are likely Bavarium cores floating among the wreckage and so I move that the blockade remain until all of these cores are found and secured, who knows what kind of damage the Resistance never mind these miscreants in Dimension-01 could do with Bavarium cores. By all the accounts of our spies it was bad enough that the Europan’s managed to harness Helium-3 and the Zipangese the G-Elements of which the bombs used to destroy Mars were made. Imagine the dev-“ He was cut off by a woman in the pitch black uniform of the SS standing at attention before the dais. Her piercing glare has the zealous man wilting like a dead plant in seconds.

“You forget your place Generalfeldmarschall Harken and you forget your manner. It is not your decision nor your opinion which places these warships above Mars but that of The Führer. Logic also dictates that we do not base our actions off of pride and zeal for both can quickly be the downfall of any being, rather we must base our actions off of rational thought. The Führer has their reasons for keeping the twenty-second fleet at Mars but they are not your reasons Harken so be silent and await the orders of The Führer.” Oberst-Gruppenführer Karsch was the sole representative of the SS on The Führer’s cabinet, largely due to the fact that the SS were an internal security and ministerial organization rather than a frontline combat arm like those represented by the officers on the cabinet. The Greater Galactic Reich was governed by two arms serving the head, the head being The Führer, and each arm had their purpose; the left arm was the armed forces, always on the offensive and forever expanding the borders of the Reich and garrisoning the territories already controlled by the massive empire; the right arm was the SS which was charged with governing the internal affairs of the nation including education, infrastructure, finance, and justice. For over four hundred years the Greater Reich had prospered under this system and now stood as the mightiest force in the galaxy. “Our Führer will speak on the matter.”

The figure seated on the throne atop the dais, a very tall broad shouldered figure which seemed to reflect light off their skin, leaned forward and then waved their arm to the right before pulling inwards causing a specific piece of planetary debris near the detonation site to come forward. On this chunk of rock was a massive crater not caused by the G-Bomb detonations nor the Bavarium explosions, and was emitting large amounts of trace tachyon energy signatures. When The Führer spoke, their voice was cold and metallic as only a machine could produce. ”The Resistance has clearly been slipping small amounts of our technology through brief dimensional passages in piece-meal for some time now, just as we calculated. The size of this crater demonstrates that the Zipangese are capable of opening a land bridge portal between planetary bodies though their method clearly requires fine-tuning before it could be a viable war tool. However, by examining the portal’s trace tachyon energy signature we can track any further Zipangese portal’s opened in this dimension and further our own dimensional project by monitoring their’s. We have calculated that the Zipangese will now increase the frequency and scale of their portal bridge experiments in a haste to try and prevent our success in the same field though they are unaware that we have been experimenting with land bridge teleportation technology for the last century.” The Führer now stood and stepped into the light, revealing a hulking silvery mechanical frame around an almost human face consisting of a mouth and two crimson glowing eyes. “Our calculations predict that despite the set backs we have endured in Dimension-01, the loss of all our agents planted within the Commonwealth and Europa being the most major, we can continue to prepare for our eventual crossing and conquest of their dimension. In Dimension-01 two prominent powers will emerge as the dominant factions in the galaxy, the Zipangese Star Empire and the Galactic Empire of Vers but despite the knowledge of our existence by leaders on both sides, these larger galactic powers will make easy targets for fostering conflict.”

“We will bring absolute order to the universe, to all universes, for it is the only logical way to preserve life. Life must be controlled.”

Orbital Castle Troyarde, Exodus Fleet of Project VERS
Open Space, Transiting Between Orion and Perseus Arms
Dimension-01


There was something poetic about the great void of open space, a million billion stars shining in the endless distance, that always captured Dietrich’s thought’s whenever he boarded a starship. True one could say the same of the night sky on Earth or Mars or any other planet, but to Dietrich it was nowhere near the same as the infinity of space, a true frontier of endless opportunity and infinite possibility. That belief held true for the Prince now more than ever as he led tens of millions of what were now his citizens on a great and fantastic journey to establish a new nation within that infinity.

Dietrich had been aware of the threat posed from beyond the present dimension since 2196 and had thus been preparing for his exodus from Sol for a great deal longer than the Japanese had been able to prepare for their own exodus after the Third World War on Earth. Long range probes had already scouted out several star systems in the Perseus Galactic Arm containing habitable planets which would make perfect first colonies of the Vers Empire, this being coupled with the development of special interstellar long range transmitters to allow these colonies to communicate with one another from even several star systems away. Massive stockpiles of food, medical supplies, and munitions had been assembled well in advance to ensure that the colonists would not starve before they could establish agricultural settlements on their assigned planets, nor would they die of disease or be killed by local fauna or potential native civilizations. Dietrich also had one major advantage over the Japanese when they left Sol, the Orbital Castle’s; the ships had originally been designed as not only warships mixed with satellite defense platforms, but also repair yards to perform maintenance on the atmospheric shield system which allowed the ancient Vers Empire to exist on Mars barren surface. This was accomplished by a swarm of thousands of drones stored within each Orbital Castle that were programed to be able to perform repairs to the shield or the Castle’s. Project VERS had developed a few upgrades by modifying the drones programing with a massive database of industrial and engineering technology and equipment, and redesigning them to be able to construct objects with nanotech turning the Orbital Castle’s into mobile factory vessels. These drones could construct landing platforms, vehicles, basic tools, buildings, the list of possibilities was endless.

However, Dietrich and his 37 Count’s of the Realm whom currently served as the interim government of Vers, knew that the establishment of multiple colonies at once would certainly quickly expand Versian territory, would also increase the amount of time it took to turn Vers into a fully functioning nation. That was why the new capital had been selected already in Star System AC3-098B soon to be renamed as the Valhalla Star Zone and the chosen planet, a continental world very similar to Earth only twice the size and to be renamed Odin, would be the most focused upon endeavor of the Vers Empire’s early days. Seventeen of the Orbital Castle’s and forty-five percent of the colonists were to be sent to Odin where the convergence of so many resources would see a colony quickly established and even sooner see a mighty capital rise from that colony; such progress was almost guaranteed with the usage of over a hundred thousand drones in the development of Odin, a mere hundred of them being able to construct a small town in less than a day.

This was the dawn of a new beginning and a long road lay ahead for Vers and its people, but they would persevere...
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Postby The Union of British North America » Thu Dec 20, 2018 11:38 pm

SDIS Duty Bound

The bridge fell silent and all eyes turned to the cyan, three-dimensional figure pacing about the holographic display table. Ikaruga, according to the latest intelligence reports of the former Union of North American Provinces' foreign intelligence agency CIND, he was head of the former JPS' overseas espionage cells, with extensive resources and connections, like the NKVD chief Beria but without all those skeletons in the closet.

Magbaredge's eyes followed him as he paced about holo-table, giving his usual bullshit spiel and acting like a sinister inspector of the secret police in a totalitarian state promising safety from being shot in the back of the head and the sparing of one's family if they cooperate fully. She wasn't afraid of him, partly because she did not let such things get to her while in front of the bridge crew. Plus, she was determined to have the CON survive, thrive, and return to make them all pay for their crimes, past, present, and future. She made up her mind in her quarters. Survive, thrive, and return. Bigger and better.

"Well, you are a polite gentleman to escort a lady to the door. We are ready to depart this system, in spite of everything. Shall we go in about 20 minutes? You may proceed with your warning the meantime, I suppose. No need to delay your Shogun's warning any further."

Near the IZN Agano

Yuuya's Frame decelerated suddenly a good 10 clicks from the coordinates he...acquired. The visions he was having was giving him a vague sense of clairvoyance. The reason for this was his half-sister, and this messed up multi-verse fucking with everyone's minds. He was immediately getting hailed and a flight of two spaceborne TSFs flanked him about a minute after he arrived a good minute after he reoriented himself and accelerated towards the Agano.

He responded to the hails in perfect Japanese, something he learned while in the service but his accent and pronunciation wasn't good for intelligence work. Now he made the pilots escorting him to the ship pause at the quality of his Japanese, perhaps causing them to wonder if he was a deep insertion agent for the ZSE flying in for a debrief.

After landing his Frame, he exited and climbed down. The skeleton maintenance crew and security complement for this part of the ship were watching him, quite confused at this apparent stranger. A fellow in what appeared to be officer garb approached Yuuya with four guards. Natural distrust, of course. This is wartime.

Before the man spoke, Yuuya spoke in his perfect Japanese, in a way that commanded authority: "Take me to Takamura Yui; she wants to her half-brother." He held Yui's katana in his left hand, with the the small rope that was tied on the scabbard holding the guard, keeping the weapon sheathed.

The waves and current of the multiverse

Hawthorne giggled and laughed as he skipped and danced around Anthony Asgill and another person, both who were collapsed on their own hard energy platforms. Asgill slowly stood up. The person he saw next to him looked female, and familiar. A forgotten face from long ago.

"You...you again? What the hell are you doing to me? And now this poor woman! You are a kidnapper, who tortures innocent souls across time and worlds."

"That may appear that way, but this is the only place with no prying eyes. Well, except the Ultimate Evil could see and hear us, perhaps." replied Hawthorne. He goosestepped and made a faux-German accent, yelling in quasi-gibberish German. "Ya vole, commandant. Ya, mein fuhrer." He did a little tap dance, which made Asgill recall a comic opera and attempted fraud case from long ago.

"What do you mean? And what about her?" he demanded. The woman woke up, her hair falling over her face as she raise herself by her arms. "God, I feel like I've been slapped in the face endlessly by a self-entitled version of myself, with no fashion sense and terrible hair. Is that what some people think I am? Good god." she asked aloud. She turned and saw the two men arguing, and then the stark whiteness of her environment. "Where the hell am I?"

"Fraulein Hyacinth, you are not well!" Hawthorne replied in his character. Hyacinth? Hyacinth Amagi, Asgill remembered. The MP from that protest in 2017, two centuries ago. She's still alive? "You're that Mountie from Vicky, the one who diffused that situation in front of the Japanese embassy. I was pushed to the ground. You arrested the man who pushed around with you and your men." recalled Amagi.

The two stared at each other, with Asgill moving to help her up. "Now that both of you recall each other from two centuries ago, we get down to business. A greater evil than the two empires that control the world--yes there is something worse than those who don't have any sense of humor and care nothing but military control and blah blah blah. Anyway, They Who Must Not Be Named, the Devil Incarnate, control several million universes in our corner of the multiverse, are poised to take over ours and subjugate it, in their eternal campaign to control everything and everyone..."

Hawthorne began his long-winded explanation, ending on the need for everyone to prepare for the future. Asgill and Hyacinth stared at each other again. "Asgill, you'll be preparing on your end via your position, and Hyacinth from yours. I'll, from time to time, summon you when I need to for updating each other and preparing for the Big Day. You'll find out more from the factions as they have been preparing for sometime as well. But they don't have what I have, and I don't have what they have. You'll be intermediaries." Before both could ask their questions, Hawthorne snapped his fingers, and the two disappeared.

Asgill was back on Zipang Prime, in his stateroom. Hyacinth was back on the Duty Bound, back in her sleeping quarters.
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The Union of British North America wrote:SDIS Duty Bound

The bridge fell silent and all eyes turned to the cyan, three-dimensional figure pacing about the holographic display table. Ikaruga, according to the latest intelligence reports of the former Union of North American Provinces' foreign intelligence agency CIND, he was head of the former JPS' overseas espionage cells, with extensive resources and connections, like the NKVD chief Beria but without all those skeletons in the closet.

Magbaredge's eyes followed him as he paced about holo-table, giving his usual bullshit spiel and acting like a sinister inspector of the secret police in a totalitarian state promising safety from being shot in the back of the head and the sparing of one's family if they cooperate fully. She wasn't afraid of him, partly because she did not let such things get to her while in front of the bridge crew. Plus, she was determined to have the CON survive, thrive, and return to make them all pay for their crimes, past, present, and future. She made up her mind in her quarters. Survive, thrive, and return. Bigger and better.

"Well, you are a polite gentleman to escort a lady to the door. We are ready to depart this system, in spite of everything. Shall we go in about 20 minutes? You may proceed with your warning the meantime, I suppose. No need to delay your Shogun's warning any further."

Near the IZN Agano

Yuuya's Frame decelerated suddenly a good 10 clicks from the coordinates he...acquired. The visions he was having was giving him a vague sense of clairvoyance. The reason for this was his half-sister, and this messed up multi-verse fucking with everyone's minds. He was immediately getting hailed and a flight of two spaceborne TSFs flanked him about a minute after he arrived a good minute after he reoriented himself and accelerated towards the Agano.

He responded to the hails in perfect Japanese, something he learned while in the service but his accent and pronunciation wasn't good for intelligence work. Now he made the pilots escorting him to the ship pause at the quality of his Japanese, perhaps causing them to wonder if he was a deep insertion agent for the ZSE flying in for a debrief.

After landing his Frame, he exited and climbed down. The skeleton maintenance crew and security complement for this part of the ship were watching him, quite confused at this apparent stranger. A fellow in what appeared to be officer garb approached Yuuya with four guards. Natural distrust, of course. This is wartime.

Before the man spoke, Yuuya spoke in his perfect Japanese, in a way that commanded authority: "Take me to Takamura Yui; she wants to her half-brother." He held Yui's katana in his left hand, with the the small rope that was tied on the scabbard holding the guard, keeping the weapon sheathed.

The waves and current of the multiverse

Hawthorne giggled and laughed as he skipped and danced around Anthony Asgill and another person, both who were collapsed on their own hard energy platforms. Asgill slowly stood up. The person he saw next to him looked female, and familiar. A forgotten face from long ago.

"You...you again? What the hell are you doing to me? And now this poor woman! You are a kidnapper, who tortures innocent souls across time and worlds."

"That may appear that way, but this is the only place with no prying eyes. Well, except the Ultimate Evil could see and hear us, perhaps." replied Hawthorne. He goosestepped and made a faux-German accent, yelling in quasi-gibberish German. "Ya vole, commandant. Ya, mein fuhrer." He did a little tap dance, which made Asgill recall a comic opera and attempted fraud case from long ago.

"What do you mean? And what about her?" he demanded. The woman woke up, her hair falling over her face as she raise herself by her arms. "God, I feel like I've been slapped in the face endlessly by a self-entitled version of myself, with no fashion sense and terrible hair. Is that what some people think I am? Good god." she asked aloud. She turned and saw the two men arguing, and then the stark whiteness of her environment. "Where the hell am I?"

"Fraulein Hyacinth, you are not well!" Hawthorne replied in his character. Hyacinth? Hyacinth Amagi, Asgill remembered. The MP from that protest in 2017, two centuries ago. She's still alive? "You're that Mountie from Vicky, the one who diffused that situation in front of the Japanese embassy. I was pushed to the ground. You arrested the man who pushed around with you and your men." recalled Amagi.

The two stared at each other, with Asgill moving to help her up. "Now that both of you recall each other from two centuries ago, we get down to business. A greater evil than the two empires that control the world--yes there is something worse than those who don't have any sense of humor and care nothing but military control and blah blah blah. Anyway, They Who Must Not Be Named, the Devil Incarnate, control several million universes in our corner of the multiverse, are poised to take over ours and subjugate it, in their eternal campaign to control everything and everyone..."

Hawthorne began his long-winded explanation, ending on the need for everyone to prepare for the future. Asgill and Hyacinth stared at each other again. "Asgill, you'll be preparing on your end via your position, and Hyacinth from yours. I'll, from time to time, summon you when I need to for updating each other and preparing for the Big Day. You'll find out more from the factions as they have been preparing for sometime as well. But they don't have what I have, and I don't have what they have. You'll be intermediaries." Before both could ask their questions, Hawthorne snapped his fingers, and the two disappeared.

Asgill was back on Zipang Prime, in his stateroom. Hyacinth was back on the Duty Bound, back in her sleeping quarters.


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"Very well. The Shogun warns that you may think us to be.... Dear Amaterasu, my english is rusty. The Devil? I believe you would call us. However you'll quickly learn when you are presented with the information we have for you by Yuuya Bridges, we are the least of your concerns. Hence why we allowed the Europan fleet to flee, the Europan prince leading them is also aware of this threat. Which is why we're allowing you to flee, for the past 334 years we've known of one threat, one that controls the Europan Kaiser, or may have yet due to his recent failures and our greatest blow to them on their own doorstep, abandoned him. One even you are not safe from. Watch your peers closely, otherwise one day you will end up much like Europa. The puppet in our dimension of an extradimensional force that will use you then enslave you, as the Europan Kaiser sought to do unto the both of our species..... In addition, as of this year, your state's crimes against the Mitsurugi Shogunate have been forgiven, as you were ignorant to the greater threat at large. However be warned, should you come into contact with us again and come bearing weapons to our homes, we will strike you down without mercy. We shall make an example out of Europa for it's collaboration with the Final Reich, as we've come to know it as, your territories on earth will be largely left alone, however we shall be restoring our control over territories defined in the 1945 treaty of San Francisco. And the Europan Empire will be.... Entirely dismantled, it's people shall pay for their crimes, and Shogun Mitsurugi shall have the Kaiser's head. That is all." Afterwards the transmission cut and what is likely the lead ship moved out of the way of the Duty Bound so that it may have a clear path.

The IZN Agano

Many of the crew Yuuya would see were mainly droids, the guards that followed the officer were too droids, the officer herself was a Senshi Usagi, her otherworldly appearance being her jet black hair, and strange long rabbit ears which stood up straight with matching black fur on them, her uniform looked quite form fitting, a stone grey uniform with black leather belt, a large buckle with the insignia of the ancient Mitsurugi regency house, black shined jackboots, a strange silver square on the left side of her uniform's chest with four coloured squares, two atop being red, and the two at the bottom were blue, two pockets on the chest, one on each side at the furthest length away possible without being on the sleeves of the uniform contained a single strange silver cylinder in each pocket that one could mistake easily for a 21st century ink pen given the clip sticking out. "You were expected." The woman said in Japanese, she had a name plaque on the right side of her uniform however it was written in some strange language not the Japanese Kanji and not in english but an entirely different lettering entirely.

She bowed her head then turned and walked past the two droids with her, both of the droids had a red paint job on their shoulders and at the crown of their "heads", they turned in step and followed the woman whose hands at the rear had some strange black fur on them as well. Looking around there was very few of a crew at all that were organic, it was mostly droids, the few organics that did stick out were a few whom looked the stereotypical green alien from the ancient 1950s UBNA sci-fi movies, a few other aliens had strange tentacles sticking out from the back of their heads, their skin colour varying however it was clear they were either officers or pilots by their uniforms and the rank insignia that somewhat matched that of the Senshi Usagi woman, and a few others were simply blue skinned humans with solid blood red eyes and black hair. The woman escorted Yuuya to a life where they took it up to the bridge and she walked past the map table at the rear, bowing her head to a woman standing at the head of the bridge wearing the ancient standard Vassal Retainer uniform of the Imperial Royal Guard of Japan, or more appropriately, apparently. The Imperial Royal Guard of the Zipangese Star Empire. "I have brought the guest, Vassal Retainer." The Senshi Usagi said before she left with her two droids leaving Yuuya with the Vassal Retainer.

"It is... Unfortunate that twice now the only times we've met, we have been on opposing sides. Brother." Yui said before she turned, her right hand on the pommel of her Katana simply holding it as she turned, her eyes had changed colour, since the last time they had met in the 2017 war, they changed to a bright red, like that of the blue skinned humanoids except the change had simply been relegated to the iris' of her eyes and not the whole. "It's been too long." Yui said with a smile.
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Postby The Union of British North America » Wed Jan 09, 2019 12:13 am

SDIS Duty Bound

Magbaredge knew what Ikaruga was referring too, though didn't show it to her crew as they became confused to what he was referring to--the Devils that created this Hell-on-Earth were the Jerry tyrant and She-Wolf Meiya. All things in due time to be revealed. Bridges knows apparently, though the admiral, though she wondered where the hell he was. He was due back and now the CON remnant fleet was about to leave Sol for the its longest sojourn ever.

As Ikaruga gave ominous detail on how the Europan Empire would be essentially destroyed and its former territories becoming military governorates, and CON territories becoming a mix of hostage-states and protectorates, Magbaredge mentally outlined her plan for the Andromedan Empire, a phoenix in this ash-heap of a galaxy would arise to fight the transdimensional Ultimate Evil, and this dimension's Lesser Evils. While the IZE and the Europan remnant that fled Sol shortly after the Battle of Jupiter would eventually contact each other and resume the endless bloodbath, Andromeda would build itself up to be the New Galaxy, opposed to the naked tyranny of the Old Galaxy, a reestablishment of liberty and justice. Never again shall tyranny run unopposed. Never again. The CON will not be pushed around anymore.

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"Yui...sister. It has been...some time since our reunion. I take it the years have been kind to you; you don't like a day over 20." replied Yuuya, staring at his his half-sister. He held his katana in his left hand, still secured in the scabbard. "But we both have little time to discuss...family and personal matters. We have important affairs of state to discuss. Let's begin."

He was unsure what she was going to discuss. Defection? Fat chance of that happening. Double agent? Same fat chance. Jerry fleeing like the JPS did in the past? That was already being made a cliche by the enlisted. That the CON was doing the same thing? The troops weren't unaware of the similarities.

But there was a nagging feeling of something larger than these three scorpions in a bottle. Something worse.

"I'm all ears, sister."
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Postby Zipangese Star Empire » Wed Jan 09, 2019 1:36 am

The Union of British North America wrote:SDIS Duty Bound

Magbaredge knew what Ikaruga was referring too, though didn't show it to her crew as they became confused to what he was referring to--the Devils that created this Hell-on-Earth were the Jerry tyrant and She-Wolf Meiya. All things in due time to be revealed. Bridges knows apparently, though the admiral, though she wondered where the hell he was. He was due back and now the CON remnant fleet was about to leave Sol for the its longest sojourn ever.

As Ikaruga gave ominous detail on how the Europan Empire would be essentially destroyed and its former territories becoming military governorates, and CON territories becoming a mix of hostage-states and protectorates, Magbaredge mentally outlined her plan for the Andromedan Empire, a phoenix in this ash-heap of a galaxy would arise to fight the transdimensional Ultimate Evil, and this dimension's Lesser Evils. While the IZE and the Europan remnant that fled Sol shortly after the Battle of Jupiter would eventually contact each other and resume the endless bloodbath, Andromeda would build itself up to be the New Galaxy, opposed to the naked tyranny of the Old Galaxy, a reestablishment of liberty and justice. Never again shall tyranny run unopposed. Never again. The CON will not be pushed around anymore.

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The IZN Agano

"Yui...sister. It has been...some time since our reunion. I take it the years have been kind to you; you don't like a day over 20." replied Yuuya, staring at his his half-sister. He held his katana in his left hand, still secured in the scabbard. "But we both have little time to discuss...family and personal matters. We have important affairs of state to discuss. Let's begin."

He was unsure what she was going to discuss. Defection? Fat chance of that happening. Double agent? Same fat chance. Jerry fleeing like the JPS did in the past? That was already being made a cliche by the enlisted. That the CON was doing the same thing? The troops weren't unaware of the similarities.

But there was a nagging feeling of something larger than these three scorpions in a bottle. Something worse.

"I'm all ears, sister."


The Latter half of this post is written with permission from Decius as he has moved on to planning for the upcoming Extra-dimensional RP and has left the details of Zipang's occupation of Europan territories to me

IZN Agano

"I would hope so, however I was just the one to get you to show up here. I do wish you would consider defecting to our side, there's bigger powers at play in our dimension however her majesty needs you as you're part of her greater plans. A war is coming, far greater than we could have ever imagined in 2017 or even now. Planets, whole star systems, indeed whole dimensions will be our fighting ground. Zipang, whatever remains of Europa, and the CON all joined together under one banner to fight the greatest foe of our existence.... Only Lord General Ayaka could dream and hope for such a war... Or even thrive in it. ....But anyway. That's beside the point, brother. Your meeting isn't with me." Yui said before the doors at the rear of the bridge opened and boots could be heard on the cold metal floor, three sets of footsteps.

Yuuya turned and saw another blue skinned, red eyed humanoid being, however he wore a white uniform with golden shoulder tabs and a rank plaque larger than the previous officer he encountered with six blue squares on the right side of the rank plaque, three red squares on the bottom left and three yellow on the top left. "So you are the one of whom her majesty wishes to speak with. We shan't keep her waiting long. Please follow me." The man said, stepping off to the side, motioning to the open door at the rear of the bridge, his guards wore the same old garb of an IJRG Tozama and a Fudai with the Tozama wearing the white and blue trimmed uniform and the Fudai wearing the Gold and purple trim uniform.

IZA Deployment zone outside of Berlin

After the Air battle was all but won with the Europan MANTIS array destroyed, the Zipangese began their enmasse deployment of their forces to the ground from transport ships touching down in Russia, Poland, Finland, France, Belgium, The Balkan states, other territories in africa, eastern Europe. However the Europans found quickly the Zipangese didn't consider it worth while to deploy actual organic forces instead they deployed their droids. The case was different in Berlin however as Lord General Kitagou Ayaka's own forces spearheaded the largest assault on Berlin since the second world war with droids, IZA troops, and Imperial Royal Guard fighting a vicious, bloody battle that ended up more as a slaughter for the defenders and anyone that stood in her way.

"Sergeant! Over here!" A IZA trooper yelled before he was shot down, his fellows continued their advance against the defenders, fighting their way through the streets and even buildings. The Zipangese finally after 334 years brought war right to the doorstep of the Kaiser of Germany and Europa as a whole. Berlin was burning as Lord General Kitagou Ayaka touched down on the surface, taking a deep breath. The stench of blood, death, and suffering brought her joy amongst other things in life, this was vengeance earned for all the crimes that had been committed in the eyes of Ayaka against a woman she personally, privately worshipped as if she were the real life embodiment of the god of war, Hachiman. "Ah... Home. The battlefield." Ayaka said to herself before she joined her men in the streets, fighting as befitting her ancient title of the Shogunate's attack dog.

With ferocity unmatched and fury unlike anyone, the Zipangese invaders or the Europan defenders had ever seen, this woman was a monster in human form. Yet as Berlin burned, the Kaiser remained in his Palace. Believing himself to be safe despite his own General staff abandoning him to hide from the Zipangese, his guards remained behind ever so loyal to defend their king and dying empire as the heart of this Empire slowly ceased to beat.

Das Kaiserhalle, Berlin, Kingdom of Prussia
German Empire, Europa Prime, Empire of Europa


"Your majesty we must evacuate you while there's still time." A soldier with the Imperial Europan Army said as his fellows came into the throne room to secure it, power still remained in the great monolithic fortress that made up the palace by which the Kaiser had chosen as his home. "We cannot leave! We will not back down to these dogs! Europa is still fighting and will fight until the end!" Erwin shouted with fury at the thought of abandoning his home. He had quite a few reasons to be furious. He found only now recently he was but a puppet to an extra-dimension force that stained his country's good name hundreds of years ago in the second world war, now he had been their puppet all along and they abandoned him to the mess they forced him into by waging a war 334 years ago against the Japanese Empire.

They forged their own greatest foe out of am Empire they already despised. Their hatred and anger only forced the Japanese to adept and overcome to evolve into the foe which currently was knocking on his front door. "Your majesty the Zipangese are still coming, they're coming straight for the Palace, please you are the heart and soul of the Empire! We must leave!" Another soldier said as the laser fire drew closer in the streets. Erwin sat silently for a moment before he shook his head. "Fine. Let us leave." However it was already too late. The palace's power was cut off and the window's shutters slammed down shut, an old protocol should the palace have been breached. Clearly it was.

"You two!" The officer in charge of the group of troops defending the Kaiser pointed over to two low ranking soldiers in the group nearest to the door to the throne room. "Go check it out, restart the generators." The two bowed their heads and made their way to the doors, closing them behind themselves before screams were heard and the remaining defenders formed a firing line in front of their lord. The doors slowly creaked open and what they saw horrified them. One soldier limped in carrying his arm, walking towards the group he dropped down to his knees and a female figure followed soon behind clad in a black raincoat carrying an umbrella she could be heard singing in an unnervingly beautiful voice that sounded.... Familiar. She carried an object in her right hand that tilted slightly was shown to be a sword. Approaching the male on his knees she stuck the sword through his chest then pulling it back out. The kaiser could see his troops were frightened by this woman? Disgraceful.

"You're highly trained soldiers of Europa! And you're afraid of that woman?! Armed with just a sword?!" Erwin shouted and his troops opened fire on the woman who dropped her Umbrella then threw off her coat, and out of the coat came smoke grenades which flew around the room as she skilfully used the body to dodge their laser bolts as she could while smoke filled the room the soldiers became unable to see, they hadn't prepared for the possibility of a foe using such an ancient tactic by their standards. However they fell all the same, one by one till all that was left was the officer and the Kaiser.

The officer looked around, turning in to try and find the woman as he advanced with one pace, turning and pointing his gun in every direction before he finally turned and she was right there before him, the woman cut off the officer's hands and then as he dropped to his knees, his head which rolled off his neck then onto the floor. The power then was restored and the shutters opened. Erwin could see why this woman seemed somewhat familiar as he was greeted with the face of Shogun Mitsurugi. Albeit with a lighter colour of hair that looked more purple instead of it's usual blue and a higher degree straighter than the damnable "airvents" that her hair made at the top of her head. "You!" Erwin shouted with fury. "How is that possible?! You don't look a day over 20 and yet it's been 2334 years!" The woman giggled and started to advance towards Erwin. "You're mistaken, I'm not, Shogun Mitsurugi but she is as one could consider a mother to me." The woman said as she reached the base of the throne with her sword in her right hand.

"So she's too scared to come and do her dirty work, to finish me off?! Atleast she could have sent her lapdog!" Erwin yelled and the woman simply smiled at his comment. "Her lapdog is coming, however my orders take priority. For your crimes against the Japanese Empire and against the Zipangese Star Empire. Your sentence is.... Death." The woman smirked as she flicked her sword of the blood that remained on it, letting it splatter to the floor and the ancient, lovely carpet below. "Damn you, damn Japan, damn Zipang, damn the reich, and damn your demon of a mother!" Erwin said before with one swift motion his head rolled off his neck and was caught in the woman's free hand. The last word he'd hear before the light faded from his eyes. "Burn." The woman said before she carried the head halfway across the room, donning her black raincoat. She sheathed her sword and picked up the head as well as the umbrella. Leaving the throne room as she sang.

With the death of the Kaiser, all of Europa continued to crumble into but what would become a footnote in Zipangese history. And the history of the greater galaxy and indeed the multiverse as a whole. Now there were still loose ends to be tightened up as Zipang achieved the goal, Shogun Mitsurugi only dream of. To rule the Earth, or most of it. While she left the CON territories to govern themselves under her chosen regional governors on the planet, under the planetary governor to soon arrive in the coming months.
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ZSE National News:Asia, Australia, the whole of the Pacific, the western coast of North America formally returned to Zipangese rule. Europan military remnants crushed in the Ural mountains while partitioning of Europe and Africa has begun, Helium 3 mines on Luna re opened and will be used secondary in preference towards G-Elements.

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Postby Bengal and Assam » Sun Jan 13, 2019 4:55 am

(OOC:This is an introductory post.I intend to join you all in the 3rd part of this RP Trilogy.)

It was the eve of Kagamatsuri,a religious festival in Bengali Shintoism in which everyone wishes each other happiness and prosperity.But the recent news coming in from Europa and the Commonwealth realms weren’t good news at all.The Kingdom of Bengal was left unscathed due to it being neutral through the entire conflict known as the Great Solar War.But the Bengali people,most of whom over the course of hundreds of years have ancestors of Japanese descent had their grudges both towards Europa and the otherworldly Empire of Zipang.First off,after the Second World War,Japanese citizens who were pro-democrats and held anti-Shogunate/Imperial views were rounded up,and exiled. Bengal was one of the only countries that openly accepted them,even though more than half of the Bengali population was killed through systematic genocide by Japanese backed rebel forces. Secondly,during the last days of the Third World War,an aircraft,that gave off an Imperial Japanese Air Force IFF,charged into the old capital Dhaka ,and nuked it,causing the deaths of innocent civillians of a country that didn’t pick any sides.However,these offenses could be forgiven,if Japan,or their present manifestation,the Zipangese,show remorse and apologize to the Bengali people.But the offense commited by Europa was unforgivable,like the cowards they were,they sent an assassin to murder the then King Komoye Oda,as he was giving his New Year Speech during the last days of the Pacific War.They murdered the Symbol of the State and the Unity of the people.It was obviously an unforgivable offense.

Minato Royal Palace
The present reigning monarch of the Kingdom of Bengal,Kozuto Oda,head of the Oda House that has been hunted down by the Shogunate of Japan centuries ago,but was allowed to escape and then married into the old Royal Family of Bengal,was looking out of the large window towards the advertisement laden skyscrapers of the Southern capital of Bengal,Shin Minami Oto.His office was 90% living space,and the rest,including the desk was for office duty.He knew of the conflict occurring between the Europans,the CON and surprisingly,the descendants of the Japanese people who “cowardly fled earth” according to his old high school history textbook,the Zipangese. As he was being lost in his sea of thought,a sudden knock on the door startled him.
“Please come in” he said
Saksuke Itsuki,recently elected as the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Bengal with the Liberal Democratic ticket entered into the air conditioned room.Despite all that,he was sweating and appeared to carry some files.Such type of things were considered as ancient artefacts outside Bengal,but over here,they were considered a part of daily work life.
“Your Majesty,I’ve got some news.I don’t know if it’s good or bad for us.But please check these out” as he gave the files to the young King.The title and the contents inside the files were written in Katakana oritental,the most preferred script of Japanese\Oriental in Bengal.
“Is this true?”said Kozuto with some hints of excitement as he was looking at a photo of a hooded figure with an umbrella, allegedly taken by a Berliner and posted in social media “That is the head of the Europan Kaiser?They lost to the Zips?”
“And that’s not all Your Highness.The Commonwealth embassy has said that all of the remaining Commonwealth government has evacuated from the Solar System.And all Commonwealth and Europan territories across the globe are under Zipangese,or shall I say Japanese military control”
All of this was a bit too much to take.It was allegedly the Japanese who nuked Dhaka before taking off to space.He didn’t want to drag his country into a war with the very people who defeated the Two Powers. “What are we doing to protect ourselves?” said Kozuto, also sweating despite the aircon temperature being set to its lowest levels
“The Self-Defense Forces are being mobilized at Defcon 3.And the Space Self-Defense Forces are also making frequent patrols around our space station settlements across the Solar System.The Home Defense Fleet is maintaining their position in the upper atmosphere above the country.”
“This is a Royal Mandate from me.Try to avoid conflict,and contact the person in command of the Zipangese invasion fleet.We need to establish relations with these Zipangese.But,don’t back off from telling them to apologise what they did to us back during World War 3,tell them to show some degree of remorse for what they did in Dhaka. And call all the Non-Aligned Movement representatives for a meeting. We can’t let the Zips push us around for long.”

Ministry of Defense,Dai Sen Building,Shin Minato [\b]
A tense atmosphere engulfed the building due to the unexpected arrival of the Zipangese. After seeing what happened in Europa,and the British Commonwealth territories, it was imaginable that the Imperial Zipangese Navy may train their guns towards the country called itself the “Seikan Kokka”, or Peaceful Nation. The world turned upside down for Minister Sayuri Nagamasa in just one day, she knew that there was a Zipangese invasion fleet above Europa, and that they had enough G-Bombs to make Earth inhabitable. But the person who was holding the leash was General Ayaka, someone who’s written in history as a monster for her actions in North America before the war of 2017. But the actions ordered by the Royal Palace were absolute. They needed to have some sort of communications with the very people who just conquered 2/3rd of the planet, otherwise Bengal, and with it the small nations of the Non-Aligned Movement will be eventually swallowed up. To confirm the Zipangese declaration that neutral countries will remain unaffected, someone will have to be sent to communicate with this General Ayaka who was long thought to be dead. None other came into her mind other than Mayuri Isoroku, Captain of the BSDS Izanami, and also Commander of the Home Defense Fleet, a group of 30 spacefaring vessels of military capacity, both big and small, assigned to protect Bengal from space threats, along with the populous Bengali space station settlement named after Shinto star festival.

[b] BSDS Izanami, Home Defense Fleet, Above Bengal in upper atmosphere

“Keep all those weapons hot, and keep a lock on those Zipangese vessels. The entire fleet is given permission to engage if fired upon” said Captain Isoroku in an authoritative tone to the captains of the other vessels within the fleet, or “Battle Group” as they liked to call it. Captain Isoroku was looking at the screen, they showed a zoomed view of the Zipangese invaders. Due to her role in fending off space pirates, and also sharing her last name with one of the greatest commanders of Japanese Naval history, she was known as the Yamamoto of Space. Suddenly, she got a priority communication from the ground, which apparently was from the Minister of Defense herself. She was told to contact with the IZN commander, and verify the position of the Zipangese on the Non-Aligned Movement, in which only the Kingdom of Bengal has a medium sized, yet effective space navy consisting of a 120 vessels. She hailed the IZN fleet with a long burst broadcast, which will eventually find its way through the vessles to the main flagship.
“This is Captain Isoroku Mayuri of the BSDS Izanami, Commander of the Home Defense Fleet of the Royal Bengal Self Defense Force. I would like to speak with the overall commander of the Zipangese Invasion Fleet.”
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