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Post by Fleet Commander Newterd on Feb 3, 2008 20:52:07 GMT -5
Captain Newterd accepted the promotion, and the ceremony closed with a thunderous applause .
Southern Fleet Commander Newterd had calculated how this happened.
-Pita killed and most of his upper command structure eliminated with the decimation of his fleets.
-He also knew that several remaining commanders had transferred command to nearby sectors.
-Two more had been struck by a mysterious illness that left them in the litter box all day and night. Newterd wondered, could it have been intentional?
The shuttle cruised by the outside of the massive ship in dry dock as the new captain and his second in command looked in awe.
Newterd,. "They say nothing in the fleet is larger, are you ready?
#2,. "They named her Hope,.. most say it is Liege Dfly's last hope to stop the Lyran southern advance. Also I have our orders from Da Fly.
Newterd, waving a hand,. "I hear my predecessor in this sector never listened to them either."
#2 laughing, "Sir look what happened to him though,... Also your extra large command chair has been finished.
They both boarded the huge ship,...
It was a fact, know throughout much of Mirak space, that now Fleet Admiral Newterd was the possibly the largest Mirak ever. It has been speculated, that is the only thing that could have kept a Mirak with that name, moving up the chain of command. Certainly it was not his piloting skills!
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Commander Malex
Backyard Yowler
SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND! "Kat-Of-Endless-Droning"
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Post by Commander Malex on Feb 4, 2008 13:35:05 GMT -5
Laughing My F'ing A$$ Off!!!!!!!! ;D
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Post by Fleet Commander Newterd on Feb 5, 2008 14:51:12 GMT -5
Fleet Admiral Newterd settled into the command chair, it was quite comfortable even with his over sized stature. Still for the crew, it took a bit of getting used too the sight. Newterd looked almost comical sitting in the huge chair and everything around him soo small.
He looked about the bridge,.. immediately catching his eye was the disruptor panel. It was clearly the largest he has ever seen in his entire career. He knew before long they would be used in a life and death struggle, his life and death struggle.
Newterd, "Number 2, status report"
#2, "Weapons are off line, engines are not functioning, crew has only 50% compliment reporting in, seems a terrible illness is sweeping the base although med lab cannot find the cause. Sensors will be finished by the weeks end."
Newterd, "Is there anything working right now?"
#2 "Yes Sir, the command chair, ice maker and food replication facilities."
Newterd,. "Well then,.. if the Lyrans are coming for dinner we seem to be all set! "
In the inky blackness of space the Lyran fleet continued its march forward into Mirak space. Dinner was not what they had in mind. It was revenge for the Peace Accord massacre that killed their Imperious Leader.
Not all that far away Admiral Newterd tried to come to grips with an increasing lose of crewmates to man his new Flagship. The ship had already stressed the personell limits of the base due to its size. Now though a flue was sweeping the base compounding the problem. Rumor was, that many Mirak were subjecting themselves intentionally to people infected, to avoid serving on the ship. Many said that ship and it's crew would fly to their death against Vangaurd and Stargiezers seemingly undefeatable fleet.
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Post by DeathFrog on Feb 5, 2008 20:47:52 GMT -5
LOVE IT.
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Post by Fleet Commander Newterd on Feb 6, 2008 15:20:20 GMT -5
The crew and officers had gathered for Fleet Commander Newterd's introductory/inspirational speech.
Newterd, "My fellow Fleet mates, crewman, friends and countryman, I call upon you to stand with me before the oncoming Lyran fleets with honor and bravery. Not long ago another did the same,.. Admiral Pita and his crews. Yes they died,.. but they died with honor and dignity. They are now remembered as hero's by all of Mirak for their efforts to stop the Lyrans. They could have chosen to die in a quite death of old age, unknown for their deeds. Instead they now will live in the history books forever.
It is time for you to now decide, how history shall write about you! Shortly this mighty warship named Hope will launch on its maiden voyage and it will be christened in battle with the blood of our enemies. No matter what happens or the outcome, we will all become history itself."
Newterd,... "Do you have the balls to join me,.... and make a stand before the Lyrans!!! "
Stunned by Newterd's statement,.. the crowd sorta began to cheer, then fell silent, they were left to ponder in confusion the words of F.C. Newterd,.... as he left the stage,..
4 megaparseces away the Lyran eavesdropping team had picked out the signal being transmitted from the Lyran spy aboard the base. They began to calculate just what size ship could be hidden in the dock and completed at the end of turn 4. It would be close,... could the Lyrans make it in time to stop the launch of the most devastating vessel ever seen in the Mirak Empire.
Time would tell,...
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Post by Fleet Commander Newterd on Feb 15, 2008 14:58:26 GMT -5
Fleet Commander Newterd arrived on the bridge in full officers uniform. Today was the big day. The Hope was to undock and finish the last construction free of the dock.
Newterd strolled over to the command chair excited about the upcoming events.
Shocked,.. he stopped mid step towards the command chair.
He stared in disbelief,.. someone had placed two small balls on the chairs seat !!
In hindsight maybe Fleet Commanders Rage was uncalled for,.... the entire Bridge crew was fired and replacements found. The undocking was delayed also.
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