The Final Order of NationStates!(FanTech/FT, Semi-Open)

[Nation of Warfare]

Prologue

Deep inside the dark caves on the ancient world of Exiar, Dark Lord Velasquez of The Nation of Warfare was a mighty and very powerful leader. He came to the ancient world looking for secret text, that would give him the ability and control of a even more massive galactic empire than that of his father's and his grandfather's before him. As he neared the end of the cave, he found a massive underground forgotten lair. The Dark Lord only had 6 armed men accompanied with him. He begins looking around, when he notices a stone oddly placed...He pushes it down and a secret door is opened...

Knowing he is onto something, he tells his men to wait outside as he enters secret entrance to a even darker room. He begins hearing whispers and voices as the room begins to be lit by a dimmed red light, he finds a ancient holocron being guarded by mummified bodies. He grabs the holocron with excitement, but then...one of the mummified bodies begins to move. The dark lord prepares his laser sword waiting to strike it down with a single strike. Suddenly the mummy falls decaying into dust and bones. The dark lord begins activating the holocron and out of the ground, ships from his father's empire begin rising out of the ground. He was resurrecting his father's old empire!

Xyston-class Star Destroyers of the new Final Galactic Order of The Nation of Warfare

"With the power you have blessed me, I shall finish what you started!", said Lord Velasquez

Watching his new fleet of millions of Star Destroyers, he begins his secret empire. He orders the fleet to move the unknown regions of the into the Musfasar System, while he heads back the Capital Planet of Geonosis. The planet, which is 100 times more larger than that of the Sun. He opens the doors to his throne room, where his pregnant wife was waiting finally relieved to see her husband after many months of space travel.

"My love you have returned, did you find what you were searching for?", says the Empress

"Yes dear, and I also found something much bigger, I found the power to make this empire one of the greatest and most powerful of all time! Me and you, can rule without us having to fear anyone." says Lord Velasquez

His wife begins looking at her husband with the face of concern. Her heart was a lot softer than that of her husband's, but she trusted him. Both hug and kiss, and Velasquez meets with scientist and military engineers with the idea of creating of massive clone army.

"My lord, we have what you have requested, production will begin immediately after we have gained your approval.", says one of his senior generals.

"As of now, we have two cloning sites on the ocean world of Nebuii, each site can produce over 10,000 troops a month, each clone has been fitted with growth acceleration making them age faster to be fit for service for up to ten years, till he grows and he can be replaced by another clone. As of now, we have 720,000 units waiting for their orders, with millions more on the way. Now these two sites aren't the only ones, we have four more underway..."

Clone Troopers in marching formations waiting for deployments

"I want more of those cloning sites to be built to increase troop production, 10,000 a month isn't good enough, and is there a way to mass produce ships, tanks, aircraft, armor, weapons, and ammunition using similar technology, like 3D printing?", says Lord Velasquez.

"Of course my lord, we have begun that on Plateya. At your order, those sites will be ready to mass produce ship fleets, ground vehicles, and aircraft at your ready...", says the General

"Gooood Goood, once more The Nation of Warfare shall rule the galaxy! But first we must eliminate the other galactic empires of the galaxy. Including those of the NationStates World Assembly, if they are not all destroyed or do not pledge their allegiance to The Final Order, it'll be civil war without end...Prepare the fleets my generals, we have some spring cleaning coming up", says the Emperor.

One day, he stood at the balcony of his massive palace watching massive star destroyers of every ship class he could think of. His vision had become a reality for him. He just needed to eliminate the enemy to rule the entire galaxy!

[Nation of Warfare]

Fall of Cameio

Coming out of hyperdrive, 3 Venator-class Star Destroyers approach the small planet of Cameio, located in the Cameion System. The planet was similar to that of the earth, rich with natural resources. As the Star Destroyers entered the planet's atmosphere, 6 LAAT/i Gunships landed in a small village. Clone Troops of the 327th Star Corp, 4th Battalion secured the village. Lord Velasquez stepped off his own shuttle. He surveyed the village, and then ordered the clones to round up every single civilian of the village.

"This is now territory and property of the Galactic Empire of The Nation of Warfare, all of you will now be documented and our now workers of the Empire!", said Velasquez.

One man stepped up, "Sir, we are people to know country, we work these fields as a tribe, and as free people."

"You are now civilians of the empire, if you do not follow my orders, I shall have you executed", said Velasquez.

The man not knowing what to do, had nothing else but to listen.

"All working men, shall board the shuttles", said a clone on a loud speaker.

"We shall create a outpost here, and maybe a military base on the outskirts, once we know who else is on this planet. We will eliminate them or force them to join our empire."

[A m e n r i a]

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[Democratic Exodian Territories]

fook it, /tagging this

[Multonia]

A small starfighter snapped out of hyperspace and flew directly into the Cameion system. He called in the others as the nose pointed at the earth-like world with one command: “Form up”
Three starfighters and one frigate appeared behind him
“Alright, you know the drill. Republic Command wants us to take a look at Cameio. Intel reports that there is some serious activity here, according to our long-range sensors. Break formation and go to any part of this world. Activate your beacons and scanners. If you detect something, report it back to me. Copy all?”
-“Copy, Black Leader”
-“Acknowledged, Black Leader”
“Alright, let’s begin.”

The four starfighters lit up their ion engines and split, darting towards different parts of the planet at attack speed. The frigate behind them pushed forward and dropped a single recon pod before jumping back into lightspeed

[Multonia]

Dameron was taking command of a white, blue, and gold diplomatic barge as it was making its way through the hyperspace tunnel. His destination was a large mining colony in the middle of a large asteroid belt; he received a message from there.
An alarm rang out from the cockpit. He then ran to the cockpit, strapped himself in, and announced to the rest of the crew.
“We’re coming out of hyperspace. Get ready.”
He pulled the lever, and in an instant, the lights stretched as they exited hyperspace and snapped into realspace in an instant. He pushed the ship forward towards the main structures on a large asteroid, which stood out as a black fortress with several towers looking like smokestacks. He spotted an open entrance and he slipped right through it, passing by some mining platforms, hangar bays until he reached a staging ground on the platform.
“T-minus five!” he announced as he pulled a lever which opened the ramp door.
He put the craft in a spin and dropped it, thrusters kicking in as he touched down, hard. The door opened, and he and his allies went out to be met by a man flanked by two guards with a large drive at his hand.
“Good to see you. What do we have?”
“We have bad news.” the man said, lending the drive. “There are reports of some suspicious activity reported in the Exiar system. Some activity that seems to be of unparalleled scale and with such sheer power. He firmly grasped Dameron’s shoulder. “Plug this into your ship. Hurry!”

[Nation of Warfare]

INS Antirum

On board the Antirum, was Admiral Beckett looking across the giant blue and green planet. One of his navy officers approached him from behind.

"Admiral we have detected unidentified aircraft, across the planet's orbit and into it's atmosphere..."

The admiral checked the reports getting a glimpse at the paper.

"Any word from the outpost? If not relay this information immediately. Who dares go this far out into space and intervene with our conquest?", said the Admiral as he went to his chamber. There he contacted the Emperor...

"My lord it seems we have mice intervening with our operation. We have reports of small light aircraft entering the planet's orbit which was reported by one of our destroyers. We believe another nation may be onto our operation..."

The Emperor with no sense of remorse, "Find those and eliminate those pest immediately, if other nations find out about our takeover it'll be galactic civil war without end. Do what must be done, admiral."

---

On Cameio, the tribal members worked harshly on the fields while supervised by armed clone troopers. Generals had looked to expand wondering where resource deposits could be located. Above their heads they could the engine sounds from a unidentified starfighter.

"What in the hell is that?", said one Clone Commander.

"We don't have any airfields or landing strips do we?", said another.

Soon enough, a messenger arrived handing the commander documents for him to look out. "From the Antirum, sir", said the soldier. "It appears we have spies near us and the admiral wants us to destroy them."

"Contact the Antirum and tell them to launch a ARC-170 Squadron immediately."

[Multonia]

“Black Leader, this is Corona One-one.” a pilot radioed in. “It looks they know our presence. I’m detecting massive readings on my scanners.”


“They know we’re here.” another said. “I see a flotilla deploying fighters. Like bees coming out of a hive. Moving like a pack.”


“I knew it.” Black Leader said, snapping some buttons. Alright, we may not have gotten enough, but now must be our time to escape. Form up on me! “
The group quickly gathered together and stuck together, like a flock of birds. “Just stay out of range from those ships. Get back to base as fast as we can. Command must be alerted of this.”
-“Commander, word is coming from a mining colony in an asteroid field. Signal is coming from Commander Jason Dameron of the Multonian Resistance Operations Command. Some suspicious activity has been detected from the Exiar system.”

“Bad news, bad news, alright. Let’s MAKE THE JUMP! Go!”
As one, they all pulled away from the atmosphere and quickly sped off.

[Multonia]

“Uh....guys?” one mercenary asked “We’ve got trouble incoming..”
He pointed a finger, and Dameron looked.
A swarm of ARC-170 fighters suddenly darted in from the open blackness, and, yes, they were headed right for the barge!
“LET’S GO! MOVE! “
They all rushed towards the door. Before walking in, Jason turned to the man, who was already in a doorway.
“Go get them for us, shall you?!”
Dameron nodded, and rushed into the cockpit as the first laser beams began flying by. He kicked up the engines, and he put the craft into a tight turn and was soon underway,
“We need to find a way how to get rid of these ARCS! Do we have a gun?!”

-“ONLY ONE!”

A single turret was only pulled up, and fired shots at the aggressors, which only seemed to aggravate them, and it took them ten minutes to fly out of the colony.”

Dameron pulled a lever, and another one, then the entire barge jumped, leaving a shockwave.
The fighters never gave up. They were still in pursuit- every one of them.
He pulled and pushed it all over again, jumping to different areas, planets, and the like,

“What the hell are you doing?!”
-“Lightspeed skipping! Should do the trick!”
Their last stop was a large asteroid
“Hang on!” Dameron yelled as he pulled into a small cave tunnel, and dodging some stalactites by some sheer luck, before halting the fighters’ advance before making the final leap.

[Nation of Warfare]

Dodging enemy fire, the ARC-170s fired back pursuing their targets. "We have eyes on the target", said one pilot. "Come in Antirum, we have the enemy position, they are lightskipping. Sending you our positions now", said Commander Ply''ll. The fighters followed them to an asteroid field where they immediately aborted to avoid collision with the large rocks. They followed the barge making jumps through light speed. Commander Ply''ll used a tracker and fired it through his fighter's man gun. "There is no hiding now", said the clone commander.

The fighters waited for their command ship to arrive. The Antirum arrived shortly along with 6 other Venator-class Star Destroyers. "Admiral, our deflector shields could protect the ships main armor from the asteroids. But it will be foolish to use it for a search & destroy."

"You may be right captain", said the Admiral. "Open fire on the asteroid belt, they are here. Our scanners have detected their presence here."

---

Meanwhile, The Emperor was in his chamber onboard his capital ship. "The Endeavor", which was a colossal star dreadnought, one of thousands in control by the emperor. The Emperor wanted to continue his conquest by setting his sites to more planets. Star Destroyers began their moves launching transports to deploy troops onto each planet's surface. The orders were simple, to secure and take all the planet's resources. The Emperor wanted to use enslavement to save himself from providing work. His slaves began working on creating outpost, while children of slaves were going to be bred into soldiers. Not only would it save Clone Troopers, but they'll be able to last longer than that of Clone Trooper.

[Multonia]

The barge then sped into the atmosphere of Kendesorum, a tropical planet, despite their hyperdrive powering off. They then dove for the nearest clump of tall trees, then plowed into them; these were not real trees, they were shield projectors protecting the main FOB for the newly-built Multonian Resistance. The others on the ground were well aware of the arrival, and were ready to deal with the situation.
The barge then deployed its landing legs, and dropped into a wide area, just between two caves, and then powered off.

“We’re free.” Dameron exhaled with relief. He then ran for the door and opened it, carrying the drive with him.

The ground crews then rushed toward the scorched barge, using water tanks and hoses to extinguish the fire.

“I want that ship back to 100% functionality.

-“Yes, Commander. We’re on it.”

He walked into a cave, where the members of the High Command were standing and watching movements all over the galaxy. He handed the drive to one of the officers, then plugged it in, and explained everything that is contained on the device: about the massive armada that rose on Exiar’s surface, the annexation of Cameio and other star systems, and the mass production of Imperial hardware.

[Multonia]

“Alright. Gather around and listen up.” Jason had gathered a crowd of Resistance fighters around a pile of crates that he was standing on. He was surrounded by them in mere seconds, determined to listen to what he would say about what he received a while ago.

“We just received a transmission from one of our allies out there, and it’s the worst. A dark, powerful force has just risen, and is terrorizing the entire galaxy.” This caused some murmurs to rise among the gathered crowd.
“Approximately ten hours ago, a squadron sent to the world of Cameio reported the presence of an Imperial flotilla- from the largest fleet the galaxy will ever know in time. The Imperials...they call it the Final Order.....located on a world called Exiar.”

“Exiar?” one pilot asked “That world has been left uncharted for years. Not even a single blip on our maps have ever represented such unknown world.”
-“But it has been revealed now. In mere days, attacks on all free worlds will begin.”

The discussion continued on and on until they decided to spread the word onto free worlds to gather and form a massive armada to topple the enemy. Using a satellite array, they soon sent the message to any free world left in the galaxy that has been left unoccupied by the Final Order, its power rising.