Sheridan
Backyard Yowler
President Earth Alliance
We stand on the Edge of the Shadow
Posts: 633
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Post by Sheridan on Aug 25, 2008 18:43:55 GMT -5
A new water cooler was not part of the bargin you Romulan ********** (deleted by Ho Chi).
You drive a hard and cold bargin but agreed.
Than,.. cough,...
Thank,.. groan,..
What I am trying to say is,..
Oh forget it!
Its a deal
S
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Post by DeathFrog on Aug 25, 2008 20:01:59 GMT -5
If the Roms dont "provide" for you, perhaps the ISC can "lend some pacifism" to your dilemna
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Post by Maximus Plasma on Aug 30, 2008 21:11:11 GMT -5
On the bridges of the Tora-tora, The "night " shift was readying to hand the ship back to the "day " crew. When the comm stations , message alert beep. "from Sihio - To Sub-Praetor , Maximus. Mission successful, current location sec ++++. Condition , NS. . More followed the header but with a CEO. header. . the rest was encrypted. The young Lt commander, in command of the "night' shift . took one look at the comm station. and nodded . the Very young ensign quickly gathered the message hard copy and headed for the inter-ship beam pad. When he rematerialized. He stood in the foyer outside office for the praetor. The 2 enormous sentries to either side of him . already had their weapons trained on him. The Aide working at his desk merely looked up and held out his hand. lets see it. Um ah sir it's a CEO message i can only give it to... Yes yes i know that ! i just want to verify it thats all. I'm not going to open the d**n thing! reluctantly the Ensign handed the hard copy to the aide. He quickly looked at he header. scanned the authorizer bar. and handed it back. Very well proceed. Maximus was sipping his morning calisum. Sitting at his desk. and awaiting the young ensign. When the door chime sounded. Mm, 25 seconds. not too bad , he chuckled to himself. His aide must have delayed him . He knew he could count on that Young aide of his to give him time to "ready" himself. one always had to look the role of the Praetor. Come in . The young Comm ensign walked into the presence of his Sub-Praetor. And came to the most perfect position of attention Maximus had ever seen. Snapping off a text book salute he presented the hard copy while starring straight ahead. Sir, Lord Maximus a CEO for you sir! Maximus took the hard copy . nodded and mumbled , Stand easy ensign.
The young ensign snapped into a rigid parade rest stance. Maximus walked over to his desk and inserted the hard copy. Reading the message brought a smile to his face. Turning to the young ensign. he said, send to commander Sihio. Well done . and have set course for this sector .++++. Tell him to employ the H drive, Yes my lord , at once sir!. Thank you ensign and you did well bringing me that message so promptly. Dismissed. The young ensign saluted and crisply about faced . out the door. Maximus then reached for his calisum. sipping it he reflected . an interesting turn of events. War seems to have found the romulan empire. the loss of the Takeo Lt Cruiser. Was unfortunate, but war always had bad news for all involved. This however turned out even better than he had hoped. The ancient weapon puzzle had a new piece . and the romulans owned that piece!
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Post by Maximus Plasma on Sept 1, 2008 12:20:38 GMT -5
Ensign Eros was working on the "new " data. They had just brought the artifact aboard. The science team had cleared it. They had the artifact in the shuttle hold. a force field surrounded it . The field was theirs. The artifact had a very odd power signature emanating from it. They could not afford any mistakes now! He watched on his consoles video relay, as the science team entered the shuttle bay. The lead member in full vac-suit. Holding the prober at arms length. Aiming it at the artifact. Slowly walking to edge of the force field. then circling the artifact. The other member of the team also in full vac-suit. Was prepping what looked like a portable laser. Setting up the tripod, and running the power connections to the nearest panels. Of course it wasn't a laser. it just looked like one. It's true purpose was to generate a stasis field. That would replace the force field . The whole operation had been worked out before hand. the plan, was to have them drop the force field. After they could ensure the ships safety .
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Post by Maximus Plasma on Sept 2, 2008 20:54:31 GMT -5
The Artifacts power emissions, were not only an unknown type of power. But did not seem to be generated from any point of the artifact. It was more as if the power was part of the artifact. The steady output didn't vary in any of the tests they ran .Radiation count in the lower beta bands constant, electoral output none, The harmonic measurements were amazingly steady. the pitch and wave length never varied . The spectral analyzer , was recording in several spectrum's. But the lighting of the ship drown out any emissions the artifact may have been producing on it's own. Or so it appeared on his console. The first member had finished his circuit around the object. And the stasis generator was ready. The two members gave a thumbs up to the cameras He heard one mumble over his suit com. " nothing ventured nothing gained . Here we go. The techs dropped the force field. at first nothing seem to happen. Eros found he had been holding his breath. and let out a sigh . Then slowly the artifact began glow an eerie blueish green, and a soft whistling began, climbing in volume and pitch. The science team dropped to their knees and uselessly clasped their hands over the bubble of their helmets. The one nearest the stasis generator Staggered to his feet. and punched the red switch on the side of the unit. It began to cycle it's turret. And a beam spat out the end. To envelop the artifact...
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Post by Maximus Plasma on Sept 8, 2008 9:50:04 GMT -5
Eros heard , the captain shouting out orders. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the screen. It showed the artifact glowing. but completely enveloped in the stasis field. The science team were both back on their feet. and were heading toward the console which was monitoring the artifact. Apparently. the situation was under control, now. He took a quick glance over his shoulder. The captain was talking with the head of the research department. Lt Volma , wore a very worried look on his face. As the captain, continued to aim expletives in his direction. Well thought Eros "the best laid plans of men and risen". He noticed the inter-ship message scrolling on his screen. It was a feed from the science team. the message contained the recording of the artifacts audible recordings. Well thought Eros. looks like i have some "real" work to do now! He began with some basic deciphering programs. 1/2 an hour later. And several cipher breakers latter. Eros was still had nothing to show for his efforts. Eros was beginning to think that he would have to report that they could not solve the puzzle. When the answer sprang to mind! He quickly cross referenced the video output. YES! Of course there it is! He input the the video records and then ran his audio records into the the new program. there it was . Beaming a smile from ear to ear. he copied the results.
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Post by Maximus Plasma on Sept 8, 2008 14:44:43 GMT -5
As Maximus, surveyed the bridge of the Tora,tora. He reflected on the latest news of the war. The EA, had dealt a blow to the Narns. The Narnian nation had sent a fleet into EA space. The response they got was swift and deadly! Total destruction. The flagship of the EA fleet. Was a captured "shadow" vessel. Known in the first B5 wars as the SWAR. It was, is simply a ship capable of destruction of UN-paralleled dimensions. The EA fleet led by that behemoth. Had shrugged aside the Narnian fleet. As a mere nuisance, of no concern. A tool of such force being at disposal of that madman Sheridan's disposal. Made Maximus shudder. If he choose to use this monster. Against any of the other nations. the result could be a disaster! Stopping such a ship would be costly. If it could be done at all. This single battle may well shape the future of the war. Would the other nations join Sheridan fearing for their lives? Or would they strike at the EA. hoping to behead the beast before it would strike at them? I must have Proclaimous seek out the other ambassadors on B5 station. He has been very good source of information so far. In any case, new plans must be drawn up. Preparing for the worst. The strained relations between the Romulan nation and the EA. Demands that they be ready to face the SWAR. There is the chance that he would not wish to send such a power far from his capitol. Knowing that, any nation planning an attack on the EA. Would have to deal with that ship. All in all, it still means the one man who has ranted and raved the most in the entire B5 galaxy. Now has the most powerful weapon in the galaxy in his hands! Wars, fighting them , is never easy, and seldom predictable. But fighting one with a madman who has such power...... the gods love to tease that much is apparent!
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Post by Gold Centurion on Sept 9, 2008 11:38:36 GMT -5
TO Maximus Plasma,Who are you? Who do you represent, who is this Romulan? What is Plasma? "Long Live The Cylon Empire"
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Post by Maximus Plasma on Sept 9, 2008 14:30:02 GMT -5
I am the leader of the Romulan nation. Who are you? Why do you ask? Why are you here in this galaxy? What are your intentions? If you wish to converse with the romulan nation . please feel free to send your inquires to our ambassador on the EA base known as B5. Or drop by there in person um, or armor suit or whatever you are wearing? ; Oh and plasma is what you don't want aimed at your ship!
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Sheridan
Backyard Yowler
President Earth Alliance
We stand on the Edge of the Shadow
Posts: 633
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Post by Sheridan on Sept 9, 2008 17:58:39 GMT -5
Until the disposition of the Cylons is truely known I suggest the location of B5 remain hidden. Our welcome meeting just outside of Earth at 1206 is the best course of action.
Yes those are many questions that can be answered by the Cylons,.. maybe at the rendevous spot?
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Post by Gold Centurion on Sept 10, 2008 13:16:47 GMT -5
In typical mechanical halting monosyllabic voice: "Ah-Fir-Mah-Tive!"
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Post by Maximus Plasma on Sept 15, 2008 11:08:18 GMT -5
As Maximus finished reading the latest message from the Sihio. Combined with the report from Proclaimous. About the Drakah emissary. He knew the scheming of all the nations now were in flux. None had foreseen the current events coming. All had prepared, as best they could. For unknown forces to influences too arrive. The knowledge that Za Ha doom was in occupied by the Drakah. Shocked all. Of that there was little doubt. As always, war had laid to waste the laid plans man and risen. Still Za-Ha-Doom. Was not as close to their nation as some of the others. And Proclaimous was very adept at gathering information. As were he grudgingly admitted to himself were the Tal-Shair. Should they approach the Drakah emissary. If they do, Sheridan would know. Maximus had no doubts that he was watching him, like a warhawk spying it's prey. And the feeling that the Drakah emissary gave Maximus was very unpleasant. Much like stepping on Ursina ella on a ocean beach. Cold clammy and sticky. Still personnel feelings could not rule his decisions . "never let your morals stop you from doing what is right" After all the road to perdition is paved with good intentions. The time had come for the next step in the dance. And the orders were cut. Now all that was left was to summon his aide. Sighing and glancing at the picture of his wife . Maximus pushed the button to summon his aide. well dear he thought, i never was one to worry much about being popular!
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Post by Maximus Plasma on Sept 29, 2008 8:04:15 GMT -5
The crew pretended to study their various work stations, as Maximus "discussed" the situation, with Mars, his Xo. Mars understood that the anger his commander felt was not directed at him personally. Still, it was difficult to ignore the feeling he had let his commander down. So do we know where it is now, queried Maximus? Um no sir. It has dropped off our sensors net. When was the last sighting? When it reached planetary orbit sir. Any word from the colony? Looking down and feeling a bit warmer than normal, Mars replied, none sir. Their last report was of the FF entering orbit. I see . ... How many? 4000, men and women, sir Well we have to find out where it went ,first. Then we need to see if any survived. Yes sir, i have the plans drawn up for those operations already. Very well commander . Do it. Make sure we find IT! We can't afford to have IT reach any other colonies , commander. Yes sir! Of course not sir! Oh, and we have a a report, of a another one of them attacking a Narian base sir. Apparently the Narns were able to drive it off. very well forward that to me . Now lets move on. The other expedition. Any reports from them? Sir they continue to maintain operational protocol. Excellent. Very well, i wasn't expecting to hear from them yet anyway. No news is good news eh commander? Yes sir, lets hope so sir. Well carry on commander.The sooner we act, the sooner we'll know.
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Post by Maximus Plasma on Oct 6, 2008 8:35:41 GMT -5
On board the Sihio, in sector xxxx. Captain, we are tracking the ...object now sir! Yes good continue tracking it. science station what can you give me on it? Sir we don't have much to go on sir. Well give what you do have! . Yes sir, well . Here is ensign Shalafi's report sir. through all the storms that frequent hyperspace your scout ship finally detects something sitting stationary in hyperspace... (most things drift around in the storms) Your sensors seem to just... slide right off of it and you detect it more by the sensor "hole" than actual sensor readings. As you approach closer, for a moment there is a power drain on your ship then as quick as it started power returns to normal... you see light begin to show on the object as it seems to start powering up... Shortly after the sequence starts a shield goes up around the object and it begins to move (away from your ship to a relief to your crew) . Not much to go on there, is there? Ready a probe . Yes sir working on that now sir. Helm don't lose it! lets see where ,whatever that thing is headed. Sir laying in a course now to follow it. Comm hail it, all channels. The Lt at the comm, station turns his head and with a quizzical look, meekly inquires. Um sir what do u want to say? Dammit ! Just identify ourselves, and ask IT who they are! Sir, yes sir!! Hailing them now sir, .... ..... ..... ..... No response sir. Science station, is that probe ready yet? Yes sir. Very well launch, Uh sir are you sure you want to do that, interjected Mars. We don't know much about IT. And well It may react to a probe as a attack sir. Yes i Am aware of that possibility commander,but we need to more information on that thing. I am afraid we have no choice. Prepare the cloak for emergency use and bring the ship to yellow alert. Sir yes sir! Mars turned away and nodded to the bridge crew . A few seconds latter he looked back over his shoulder, Sir ready sir. Very well. lets do this thing then, and everybody look sharp! Leaping out the bow launch tube the probe sped out toward it's target zone. .... TBC
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Post by Maximus Plasma on Oct 6, 2008 9:01:32 GMT -5
Maximus took both the messages from the tired looking ensigns hand and nodded to him, to return to his station. The first message was a copy of the "distress call from earth" Sighing he set it down on the pad next to his command chair. Then he began to read the next message. His eyes scanned it up and down . Turning to is comm station he queried, that's all the Sihio sent? Sir yes , they are setting course to follow and... Very well, let me know the instant we get further traffic from them. Yes sir. Maximus wasn't surprised at the distress call from Earth. Nothing much surprised him when it came to Sheridan. And the choices that man made! . Leaving Earth unprotected ! Idiot!!. At least the November elections were near he thought. Hopefully Ho-Chi-Meow. would replace the incompetent! The real question was . What are these Cylons and what is their game? Drakah, Cylons, Vorlons, Shadows, Ancients and their weapons puzzle. and now UFOs in hyper space! That curse of living in "interesting times" really is hitting home now! ......Soon he must ready follow up orders for the fleets. So much to do so little time! Humph ! life in the fast lane i guess, he thought. then he wondered what is a fast lane anyway? And how old is that expression? Whatever! It just seems to fit the current events.
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