Immortal Coil

[Lore]

Hey guys!

Just throwing it out there to see if anyone is interested in participating in an RP based in the Star Trek Universe.

Only if you guys are interested, of course.

EDIT: RP named "Immortal Coil". If you guys have another suggestion, just PM it to me.

[Kitsune]

Which quadrant? Where in the chronology will this branch? (ie -before/after Voyager? sometime during Picard's run as Enterprise captain? etc.) Available tech? (not every race has access to replicators and holodecks, for example) Is it possible to include/introduce furry species into it?

I wouldn't be opposed to participating, but I would like to have a bit more information about how the setting's going to be.

[Lore]

Which quadrant? Where in the chronology will this branch? (ie -before/after Voyager? sometime during Picard's run as Enterprise captain? etc.) Available tech? (not every race has access to replicators and holodecks, for example) Is it possible to include/introduce furry species into it?

I wouldn't be opposed to participating, but I would like to have a bit more information about how the setting's going to be.

Quadrant: The quadrant it would be set in would be any that we choose. Possibly the Beta or Gamma quadrants.

Chronology: I was thinking for the story to be set roughly 12 - 20 years after the end of Voyager. This would allow adequate time to explain how someone like a dragon could have joined Starfleet, began a destructive rampage, etc.

Tech: Tech would be stock standard for the official ST races. Any race that are created by us would have their own technologies and whatnot, however, it would depend on whether everyone is a part of Starfleet, or individually piloting their own ships with their own race.

Furry Races: I have successfully participated in a furry ST roleplay before, and I wouldn't have suggested it if I couldn't have my trio of characters involved, along with whatever furry/scaly/aquatic/avian creatures we wanted to involve.

[BIos_Reaper]

Would it be okay for me to bring the Ohm into this? The Ohm are my original race, a race of autonomous robotic life-forms that originate from outside the ST galaxy. By comparison I guess you could say they are a peaceful, less "We shall rule all" version of the Borg, my favorite baddies.

I would also like to know if there is a size reference for ships, so we don't wind up bringing ships that are too big or too small. Anyway. Here's hoping I am able to join without causing problems, if I can't bring my own ship however, may I bring my main character?

He might very well act as a computer-core for whatever ship he's agreed to join, an Ohm is more powerful than a ships computer core. Anyway, let me know please.

[Lore]

Would it be okay for me to bring the Ohm into this? The Ohm are my original race, a race of autonomous robotic life-forms that originate from outside the ST galaxy. By comparison I guess you could say they are a peaceful, less "We shall rule all" version of the Borg, my favorite baddies.

I would also like to know if there is a size reference for ships, so we don't wind up bringing ships that are too big or too small. Anyway. Here's hoping I am able to join without causing problems, if I can't bring my own ship however, may I bring my main character?

He might very well act as a computer-core for whatever ship he's agreed to join, an Ohm is more powerful than a ships computer core. Anyway, let me know please.

Sounds good mate. I should have a character sheet up a little later today so stay tuned ^_^

As for ships, size really isn't an issue.

[Khandnalie]

You have my interest.....

proceed

[Lore]

Ok, so as I said earlier, here is the character sheet for the RP.

Name:

Age:

Rank (if applicable):

Allegiance/Faction:

Species:

Homeworld:

Division:

History:

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*Allegiance/Faction: UFP, Klingon Empire, Cardassian Order, Romulan Empire, Tholian Assembly, etc.
**Division: Command (Captain, First Officer, etc), Operations (Helm, Tactical, Engineering, etc), or Science (Medical, Astrophysics, etc)
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Name: Ayr'Ryin Tamarosiin

Age: 283

Rank (if applicable): Commander (PRV Soul); Captain (USS Soulfire); Captain (USS Soulstorm)

Allegiance/Faction: UFP, Marquis, Carranian Unity

Species: Carranian (Dragonoid)

Homeworld: Carrani Vega IV, Beta Quadrant, GV09-Q48-B724-S04

Division: Science (Astrophysics, Temporal Mechanics, Bio Engineering); Command (Captain)

History: After several attempts at integrating Biomatter Engines into Federation Starships, Ayr'Ryin (pronounced "Erin"), he was left to his own research without the help of the Federation. He joined the Marquis, but after one of his Biomatter Engines failed during a test flight, he was promptly exiled, and now roams the galaxy by himself. His homeworld is the Carrani Vega IV planet in the outer reaches of the Beta Quadrant.

[Nelle Kozera]

Name: Jason McNamara

Age: 57

Rank: Commander

Allegiance/Faction: Galactic Systems Alliance (Exo-galactic government)

Species: Anthropomorphic German shepard

Homeworld: Pandemonium

Division: GSA/Non-allied

History: McNamara was born and raised on a core industrial. When he was 18 he enlisted in the Naval University graduating middle of his class he went on to serve on several ships before he was given his own command....

Ship: http://www.scifi-meshes.com/forums/d...es_v2a_aMG.jpg

[Lore]

Although quite content to sit around and go over his research notes, Ayr'Ryin decided that he needed food, so, after a brief look at his PADD, he stood up, stretched his wings and legs, and then proceeded to walk to his eating chamber. Although not as large as other research vessels, this ship...his ship...was as reliable and technologically advanced as the rest of them.

"Computer," he said to the food replication device embedded in the wall. "One bowl of steamed rice with steamed vegetables. Hot." A moment later, a bowl appeared containing exactly what he had ordered.

As he sat down to eat, an alert came over the ship-wide communications system. He was the only one on board, granted, but still, he kept it open across the ship, rather than clog up his private communications line.

"Commander, two Akira-class starships are dropping out of warp four hundred and eighty seven thousand kilometres off of our port stern. They are demanding that you surrender and hand over the..." Ayr'Ryin cut off the computer.

"Launch a full spread of Photon Torpedoes at the ships, but detonate them 1.4 seconds before impact. Upon detonation, resume course, but increase to Warp 9."

"Acknowledged" the computer replied, soon followed by a small, muffled boom as the torpedoes were launched. He watched out his window as the stars then began to move faster and the brief moment of white as they entered Warp.

"Looks like it's time to test out my new engine." Ayr'Ryin said. He finished his meal, got up, and headed for the Bridge, as his Private Research Vessel, the USS Soul, hurtled towards their destination.

[Iscin]

[OOC: You can find my character sheet on the wiki now: http://www.scififur.net/wiki/Iscin_Character_Sheet ]

Iscin comes careening out of an unstable portal and lands face first into the soft well trimmed grass of Starfleet Academy's park. "OOOF! =>.=.<=" is of course his first reaction as the ten foot tall creature slowly comes to a stop in a gorgeous bed of roses... and thorns. "OWW GODDAMN!" he growls and slowly starts to pick himself up brushing at the grass stains whilst picking out thorns that got lodged in his clothing only to stop and look up at faces far more bewildered than his own "Hi."

During the next several hours everything that the starfleet dare remove from him is placed in a secure stasis locker, he is questioned to the point of interrogation by both authorities and stern by-gone professors until finally being set free to travel within Federation space so long as he does not attempt to break free of the tracking they insist he be subject under. All this combined with the fact that they will not relinquish his more important possessions until they determine if they are threat to Federation security leaves Iscin with no choice but to find something productive to do with his time, thankfully at least universe seems more peaceful than most; or for now it does anyway.

A society with an economy devoid of money is a strange one but using a well developed system of machiavellian sweet talking and quiet intimidation, thanks in large part to his stature being able to quell even even most hot headed Klingons, he manages to appropriate some form of scouting vessel, which the technology onboard fascinates in both a xeno and almost primitive way, and soon sets out looking for something to occupy his time until he either devises a way to take his equipement back or hopefully the Starfleeters will keep to their word and return his possession as soon as they discover that none of them are weapons.

[BIos_Reaper]

(OOC: After I get confirmation that this character is approved I will make my first post. This way I can make the appropriate adjustments should the need arise. )

Name: Y'Vander Il'Shavoh

Nickname: Vander

Age: 10(100 years mental maturity vs organic life-forms)

Race: Ohm(Nanotechnology based Cybernetic-organism)


Body Type: Animalian(Anthropomorphic Snow Leopard/Summer-coat capable)

Series: Quasi-Isin

Model: T-180/1-00-5

ID Code: SU-37 VAU 1056-1207 A/001-0

Class: Hecatonchire(Reference to quasi multi-task processing capability)


Function Type: Deep-space Strategic Reconnaissance & Heavy Combat Engineering


Allegiance/Faction: VEDA Node QTB-100/VECTOR

Home World: Parun Prime(Capitol Planet of VECTOR)

Division: Advanced Engineering(Heavy Combat Engineer)/Tactical Assault(Heavy Long-range)/Command(Reasoner[lieutenant commander & racial negotiations equivalent]of VEDA Node QTB-100)

Starship: U.Q.E."Dw'Ald'Eri "(Dawn of an Era): Centennial class; Deep-space Strategic Reconnaissance & Heavy Long-range Interception Beam Cruiser


History: Dispatched to the Milkyway galaxy by VEDA, the Quantum SIN overseer of VECTOR, the Ohm Machine Alliance, to investigate odd energy readings which later turned out to be active-warp signatures of sentient races. Upon discovering this he received orders to lay dormant for a year as a passive long-distance sensor array using his vessels Deep-fact Sensor Sphere arrays to observe the closest races, mainly the human Federation and the Borg specifically.

After a chance encounter with a Borg cube, which resulted in the destruction of the cube, Y'Vander took it upon himself to study Borg technology and subsequently made numerous personal modifications to himself without including the connection node he had discovered linked all Borg together, comprising a somewhat flawed, yet efficient hive-mind society.

Post to this alteration he was to attempt a closer contact with a Starfleet vessel and ascertain the possibility of an Ohm Deep-space Colonization Vessel being sent to uninhabitable outer-rim worlds to begin colonization efforts and to possible begin a mutually beneficial relationship with what appeared to be the most stable race, with the Borg being deadlocked in their primitive ways of conquering as opposed to studying, he is now en-route to a significantly more powerful active-warp signature than he's ever encountered before in a Starfleet vessel...

[Nelle Kozera]

“Gate system engaged…” The Nostalgia For Infinity sat on the edge of its home galaxy, recently a transgalatic gate had been discovered and this was one of four planned expedition to find out what was on the other side. “Wormhole activation in three…two, one…mark…” With a flash of blue green a stable vortex opened in space, a blue tendril stuck the vessel as it was dragged into folded space. This tendril had not been part of the former operations as such, safety protocols had engaged stopped the wormhole in midtransition. As a result the fold was stopped prematurely, wormhole tore a jagged festering hole in subspace, exotic particles, tachyons, a higgs boson or two, and a 3200 meter jump carrier existed from the wound. To anyone within 10,000 light years would have seen the jagged wound that was torn in subspace. It closed back on itself violently emitting a class two gamma ray burst into space.

“SIT REP!” The commander yelled over the CIC of the carrier, it was hectic as the violent transition had knocked most of them over. “We have life support, weapons, Tac-sweeps, engines, Hyperdrive…sir we are in one piece, very minor damage to the hull or any other part of the ship, just like a bumpy jump sir…” The navigation officer said, she was running her calculations over with the AI. “Talk to me Carra, where are we…” The image of the Nostaliga’s AI appeared on the flight deck mock up. “Where in what appers to be a M-class spiral galaxy, as for our position in said galaxy, any data I can give you is useless with no points of reference…” She said, the Dragon/canine hybrid AI image floated over the small flight deck. Around the CIC where close to twenty officers with the commander in the middle of it all, the entire CIC was armored and would survive anything but a fatal blow.

“How long do you think it will take before someone shows up?” The commander asked the AI, “If there is anyone like us out here, no one would have missed the hole that we tore in subspace, I say under an hour….”

[Lore]

((Bios: That's fine. Post when ready))

Alarms rang throughout as the USS Soul was roughly knocked out of Warp and back into normal space. After getting to his feet and back to his sensor controls, Ayr'Ryin looked at the read-outs as he said "Computer! Report!" The female computer voice responded calmly, as she always did.

"All engines are offline. A class two gamma burst caused an overload in the central chamber. Impulse drive will be restored in approximately 3 minutes. Warp Drive will be restored within 4 hours. Bio Engines must be repaired manually."

"Source of the gamma burst?" Ayr'Ryin asked.

"Six-four-mark-two-one-five-mark-seven-three. Distance: 1.2 lightyears."

"Set a course, and perform continuous scans as to the cause."

"Gamma burst was caused by a Subspace Rupture." Ayr'Ryin paused a moment.

"Class?"

"Sixteen."

Ayr'Ryin gasped. "Maximum speed. Scan for any vessels. Use datafile Tamarosiin-three-beta-twelve to identify ships not in the Starfleet database."

"One vessel found."

"Identify!"

"Jump Carrier. Identified as the GSA The Nostalgia For Infinity" Ayr'Ryin confirmed the computer's scan. Sure enough, there it was, the The Nostalgia For Infinity clear as day.

What he wanted to know was...How did a vessel thought lost and destroyed 80 years ago suddenly turn up now. He had to find out.

[Nelle Kozera]

People where running across the CIC trying to get a bearing on where they were. “It seems our nasty transition from fold space has knocked another vessel…Classification unknown, though I guess that is to be expected, but from its design I would say it draw parallels Divine star ship design…and for the most part..Their dead in the water…” The commander had to weigh this one, if he helped them, he would gain valuable information, if not, well…he’d rather not think about it. “Plot a course as best you can…” He said to the navigator. “Carra…” The holographic AI looked at him with a attentive look. “Yes commander, keep armor systems to power but make sure our weapons stay offline, I don’t want to caught with my tail hanging in the wind…

“Course plotted.” The collie said looking around, “read to jump sir…” He nodded, “On my mark…3…2…1...mark…” The Nostalgia disappeared, more or less a better term for it, when the vessel jumped to hyperspace aside a tao neutrino spike the vessel had effective disappeared till it reached its destination while the journey could take weeks for a cross a galactic plane, a jump to a move a light year would take less than a tenth of a second. Another Tao-neutrino spike this time fifth teen Kilometers off the starboard bow of the unidentified vessel. “Transmit standard greeting along with language and syntax information standard binary. Keep this as simple as possible so there is no confusion….” He said, Carra nodded, Alpha level AIs where completely self aware software entities’ that inhabited GSA vessels. It wasn’t uncommon for them to became protective of their crews and would defend them to the death if it would protect them.

“Data packets sent, now let’s see is anyone is home…” The unidentified vessel was labeled in yellow on the sweep readouts…

[Lore]

The shock of the NFI (as he had so aptly nicknamed it) appearing from their jump scared him to the point that he spilt his coffee. He was not a happy dragon, by cleaned it up and composed himself, just as a hail from the other vessel came through. When he saw it, he had to chuckle.

"They're broadcasting in basic binary. How quaint." he said to himself. He opened a communications channel.

"GSA vessel. This is Commander Ayr'Ryin Tamarosiin of the Private Research Vessel Soul. I am surprised to see you here in these parts, considering you have been missing for 80 years."

[Nelle Kozera]

“We’re receiving a transmission, GSA carrier wave…” The commander was surprised, to say the least, he nodded and the message was played, it content surprised him more. “Wait...” He made the motion for the com officer to open a line. The image of the commander was brought on screen. The commander was where the standard GSA uniform, Neon, black, and orange, the rank of commander was identified by the twin swirling dragons on his shoulders. “This is Commander Jason McNamara of the GSA vessel Nostalgia For Infinity I think we should be made aware of a few things, as in how you know of the GSA, second, what galaxy are in and the local date, and third, what do you mean eighty years?” The commander was a little disturbed by such a temporal displacement, as being separated from the GSA had not happened more than an hour ago ship time.

From the outside of the vessel, the black hull of the carrier seemed to blend into the black background only blotting stars as it hung in the vacuum of space. Each of its ion engines glowing a sapphire blue in the black of space….

[Iscin]

[OOC: It appears as if everyone is heading out into space so my character had better play catchup huh?]

It does not take long for Iscin to familiarise himself with the native technology of this universe and soon begins constructing his own personalised vessel: The Salix. Of course to make it personal he had to include a bit of his own familiar tech with the help of the utility cloud* tech built into part of his own clothing; somewhat curious that the foolish Starfleet Security had confiscated his dimension jumper and not the one thing that actually could pose a thread should be chose to use it as such. Using the appropriate tools thanks to the utility cloud he manages to create several pieces of exotic machinery and integrate them somewhat successfully into the Salix's native Federation equipment; he does suspect however that if exerted the vessel may suffer a shutdown due to a lack of any suitable materials to build a Tao-based Ichor Energy Core (IEC) for consistent zero point energy extraction.

With the vessel's construction complete, a partially genuine and partially forged permit in paw allowing travel between quadrants and convinced that Starfleet Security is unaware of the split personality to the Salix he finally takes to space. The kigon sits back with paws resting upon a console nice and comfy in the perfectly designed piloting/living quarters of his little ship "Ahh this is more like it," he sighs contentedly for the first time since his abrupt entrance in this universe and starts eating something the Federation-provided replicator calls Belgium Chocolate Bonanza. Of course he is completely unaware that his pleasure cruise was headed straight for the exact same sector as two other unusual craft were soon to be situated.

Several hours later...

Although he was sleeping in the bed bunk set into the rear bulkhead of the living space Iscin was soon awake thanks to a klaxon he instantly regretted installing as he tumbled out and rolled several feet before getting back up. Muttering curses to the artificial gravity gods and whoever invented inertial dampeners that only saved your lives and not your dignity, Iscin shouts for lights and steps forward into the integrated cockpit sitting down in the pilot chair and blinking several times to clear his vision.

"Well well well, looks like someone has shown up," the experienced intergalactic-travelled officer recognised a reality bending energy spike when he saw one "looks like I'm not the only one interested though." Carefully he started tracking the other vessel heading for the gamma burst, it had not made any indication of noticing him so he decided to follow anyway as we stupid adventurers do.

A few minutes later and he shuts off all FTL based systems before slowly approaching with a slightly stealthy configuration set. The Salix's hull now shimmered and went dark, no energy emissions and it had changed to a gravity based propulsion method; inefficient but no exhaust. Unless a vessel is right next to you it is hard to spot visually in the infinity of space and so sensors usually depend upon emissions to spot them. Silently he starts watching the conversation between the Nostalgia and the Soul with it's odd commander…

*Utility clouds are swarms of nanomachines that can form into almost any tool the user wishes, the ones Iscin carries blend in so well as part of his clothing that anything less than an extremely perceptive level of scanning device can discern their existence on his person.

[OOC]Oh by the way "Salix" is a large genus of plant, a trick I picked up from post cyberpunk/space opera Neal Asher is that botanical scientists / gardeners have access to the widest selection of cool sci-fi sounding names ever![/OOC]

[BIos_Reaper]

Tristan Galactic Mass-Body - Gamma quadrant: 00461 - Prolima Century System/2nd Planetary Body: Dalima IV - Orbital Ring-world Construction Facility: Dw'Emeri(Dreamers Journey)/02:00 hours AM local time.

The "Dw'Emeri tragedy. "

"Alert! Alert!! Fold-space Spacial Anomaly detected! Class 12!! Electromagnetic Shields maximized, energy-reactive armor set to consta-regen, launching all evacuation modules! Evacuate immediately! Evacuate immediately!! "

The orbital ring-world facility's main SIN(Synthetic-networked INtelligence)Dwarla broad casted over all available cyber-space channels to all Ohm on within the station.
One of the planets many ancient orbital space-bridge network gates which had been due for decommissioning the following morning had suddenly received a foreign extra-galactic signal as well as a set of coordinates, in it's attempt to dial-up a stable wormhole, mid-transaction the wormhole had somehow been destabilized and the gate had been unsuccessful in containing the rift. The gate was destroyed, and without it's containment procedures in effect the Fold-space tear spilled forth like a tsunami, a class 12 fold-space tear had occurred, and worse yet, it was expanding. As the anomaly spread it lashed out at the planet below, being unstable there were no bent walls of reality to keep the immense energy of the tunnel contained and thus lightning like energy lashed out viciously at the planet below and it's orbital ring-world construction facilities, tearing apart the fabric of space-time in the process as it rapidly approached the platform where the Ohm's latest cruiser construct the Dw'Ald'Eri lay moored.

As the tear approached the station the automated machine worker-arms sped up their vigilant work to finish the nearly completed cruisers outer hull, layering it with overlapping plates of energy-reactive nanotech armor and joining it together flawlessly for seamless protection across the vessels entire hull, inserting the last Condensed Neutrino-reaction Core into the one remaining plug for one of the ships main beam cannon turrets, mounting the large turret on top of it afterward per design specs. The spherical shaped Quantum-SIN VEDA Core Node was the last piece of the puzzle, a device meant to ensure the presence of VEDA, the galactic quantum synthetic intelligence network on-board the cruiser, inserting it carefully into the ships welcoming central intelligence module womb, sealing it up afterward, the arms even managed to finish up the ships molecular paint-job, Lucifer Crimson.

Such was the dedication of the mindless drones, admirable, quick and precise and not a moment too soon had they finished up the secondary-essential systems installations then the main even was to occur. "Reasoner Y'Vander Il'Shavoh proceed to bridge-core insertion facility 13 now! Launch the Dw'Ald'Eri immediately!! " Dwarla virtually yelled at Vander, barely able to retain a portion of her usual level-headedness as the tear approached the space-worlds orbital ring-facility, claiming one of the planets asteroid bases, deleting it from existence as it tore it asunder.

Suiting-up in his pilot-interface suit Y'Vander stepped inside the 20 foot egg-shaped pod, seating himself as it closed, interface shield-armor pieces latching onto his body in a specific order, head & chest, lower body, arms and legs, initiating the SIN-Sync Up procedure to upload his consciousness and cyber-awareness into the holographic bridges quantum-brainwave interface systems. The bridge itself was massive, but as it was entirely made up of quantum-computing nodes there was only one space left in the entire thing for the one pod inserted into it as the bridge part itself was picked up by the machine worker-arms and clamped into place near the aft section of the ship, connecting artificial musculature, hydraulics, coolant pipes and the nanomachines in the circuitry handling the finer details and with the final layering of the energy-reactive armor to protect all the exposed areas, the 3000 meter Centennial class Deep-space Strategic Reconnaissance Cruiser "Dw'Ald'Eri " was complete.

"Synchronization complete! All primary, sub-primary and auxiliary systems green!! Sub-light Particle Emission Drives charging, Fold-space wormhole generation engine at 75% and increasing. Energy-reactive armor set to insta-regen, electrogmagnetic binary shield system active and fully operational! All weapons retracted, bridge fully shielded, ready! Dwarla! Disengage the docking moors now!! - Disengaging electromagnetic docking clamp-arms now! Good luck Reasoner Y'Vander! The Dw'Ald'Eri's 7 Sub-light Particle Emission Drives revved up, their reaction coils spinning up as the restraint-clamps limiting particle release deactivated. A ring of beautiful purple light formed around each of the 7 Particle Emission Drives, the massive docking clamp-arms retracting as their electromagnetic clamps disengaged the Dw'Ald'Eri's Drives ejected the particle rings which had formed around them with amazing force, brilliant purple light streaming from all the engines as the ship lurched forward, accelerated then hurtled out of the facility's open blast-bay doors. Circles of light formed around it's engine section as the ship breached sub-light velocity and sped away from the orbital construction facility as crackling energy from the unstable wormhole struck the stations shields, breaching them in a number of places and causing huge chunks to be torn right out of it.

"Dwarla!! " Y'Vander practically screamed. "I'm in one piece, stop screaming you emoticon! " came the instant reply. "I'm not a Zero-class SIN for nothing you boob! I uploaded a master copy of myself onto the Dw'Ald'Eri's Quantum-SIN Mnemonic Processing Core. What? Did you honestly think you could run EVERYTHING in this thing by yourself? Even with enhanced processing and mnemonic capabilities like yours you would still suffer some down-time! " Y'Vander breathed a sigh of relief, but then as he turned his head, viewing through one of the ships many rearwards optical sensing devices the world he had spent over two years on, preparing for this very moment, as it was struck countless times by the tears fold-space energy.

By now the tear had become so unstable that it was registering enormous gravitational distortions, it was practically becoming a singularity! The planet suffering heavy impacts, chunks of armor from the artificial worlds outer layer ripping out, lights went out across it as the shields overtaxed themselves trying to save it, the orbital ring-world was torn to shreds and drawn into the singularity. Y'Vander felt hatred, or what counted as hatred for a machine well up inside him, whoever dialed that gate without considering the consequences would pay dearly!!

"Dw'Ald'Eri this is Dalima control tower Mardru'Va(Heaven Command)we are launching fold-space tunnel missiles into that thing, we will try to collapse it onto itself! Speed up! Use your fold-space engine and go through that thing, find out where it began or we'll never find out who to blame for this!! "

Not a moment sooner than that message ended did what little remained of the orbital ring-world launch massive missiles, not only that but the planet below as well, evacuation cruisers were already making an attempt at escape while they could, planetary defense however was not going to give up, the missiles were equipped with reality-bender cores, designed to re-work the torn fabric of the tear and create another tear powerful enough to collapse it onto itself, slamming a singularity into a singularity, off course that wouldn't work, but this wasn't a real singularity either, so chances were... "Dw'Ald'Eri copies! Activating fold-space engine now! " The Dw'Ald'Eri's particle reaction drives shimmered, their rotation coils brightening up to a bright purple as their rotation exceeded standard operational values by several factors, the vessel turning towards the approaching monster of a tear. Strips of purple light lit up along the bright crimson colored hull before four UV-Targeting lasers fired from the bridge and nose of the vessel, impacting specific coordinates resulting in the birth of a large purplish-blue swirling fold-space tunnel, a gateway and not a tear like what they were headed into. The Dw'Ald'Eri accelerated not a moment too soon, zooming into the gateway like a rail-slug and disappearing, traversing the fold-space tunnel at several hundred times the documented velocity of light.

In the background the fold-space missiles exploded, creating another fold-space tear inside the one threatening to destroy the planet below except this one was contained.
As massive as they went, another wormhole reaction occurred, what with so many missiles detonated at the same place in the same time the reaction pulled at the very ripped fabric of reality within the tear together and forcibly shut it. A massive shock wave following the closing, striking the planet with enough force to nearly split it's outer armored hull, but it's shields took the brunt of it, leaving it largely intact.


The Milkyway galaxy, quadrant unknown, coordinates unknown, solar-system locale unknown...


The exit of the Dw'Ald'Eri from trans-galactic fold-space was anything but graceful. With a massive pulse of energy released at the opposite end as the ship was cast back into reality along with moon-sized chunks of orbital construction debris, a venerable tear-shaped gaping hole in reality remaining for a great deal of time before eventually sealing itself up, releasing a pulse of neutron radiation border lining on the fifth level lethality scale. The ships pulse-engines fired repeatedly to keep it from being overturned or from slamming into any of the space debris surrounding the ship, firing it's breaking thrusters at the same time to slow it down, exiting from fold-space always meant inertia didn't quite behave like it was supposed to and so the thrusters fired, breaking the ship to an amiable pace, and eventually halting it completely. The Dw'Ald'Eri's sensors were completely overloaded, Y'Vander was blind to the fact he had been prematurely ejected from fold-space some distance away from a group of vessels, however the Dw'Ald'Eri's active sensors were in no state to detect their presence.

"Dwarla! Status report! " Y'Vander yelled, re-orienting himself within his holographic command bridge, the Dw'Ald'Eri's optical sensors coming online, showing massive chunks of metallic planetary and orbital ring-world debris floating around him... The torn apart corpses of Ohm unable to escape fast enough from the destruction of the base floated too close to the ships optical sensors for comfort, detailing their gruesome deaths as they were positively torn to shreds, their internal machinery broken beyond all field-repair capability the Dw'Ald'Eri possessed, their organs bleeding life-blood which froze in the cold vacuume of space shortly afterward.

A tear rolled down Y'Vanders cheek. Normally cybernetic-organisms never cried, but a scene like that... Nobody could avoid crying over as the death count had to have been well over five hundred units...

"S-ship... Ship functions nominal " came the somewhat delayed reply. "The engines are burned out but will recharge within 1.5 standard galactic hours, the shields are down but our energy-reaction armor is still at full, shows just how tough this ship is and our sub-space communications arrays are still intact as well as every major and non-major long-range optical sensor, weapons are an uncertainty, their systems aren't responding to prompts for self-analysis. Overall were good, on the bad note however, our Deep-Fact Sensor Spheres suffered great information overload, it will be a while before they are up so for the time being anything but that which we can detect with passive sensors will be invisible to us, that's to say, were blind... And were dead in the water... But were alive! Hehe... "

"But we could have saved others... I.. could have saved others... "

"Listen there was nothing you could have done! Let's just focus on getting out of here, don't forget to set the nanomachines in all this debris to self-destruct, we don't want anybody getting access to our technology... "

"Yes, I... I understand... "

[Lore]

“This is Commander Jason McNamara of the GSA vessel Nostalgia For Infinity I think we should be made aware of a few things, as in how you know of the GSA, second, what galaxy are in and the local date, and third, what do you mean eighty years?”

Ayr'Ryin nodded. "Commander McNamara. You are in the Milky Way Galaxy, Galactic Spiral Ring Beta four-nine-three, with the local date of being Stardate 62431.6, or Cycle 3124.536. As for how I know about the GSA, 120 years ago (for me, at least) I found myself caught in a sub-space flecture, the result being that I was thrown into your galaxy just outside the main GSA system. I was found and eventually assisted by the GSA. It took me 80 years to get back to this galaxy. During my travels back, the GSA contacted me to say that the GSA Nostalgia For Infinity had been lost in what was thought to be a tragic accident. Apparently the wormhole destabilized as you entered it. There was an explosion and the wormhole collapsed." He paused for a moment. "Commander, you wouldn't be any relation to a Chairman Henry McNamara, would you?"

[Nelle Kozera]

"Thats my father, how would, never mind you already told me." He said with crossed arms, "well.......um....now this odd, there anything you can tell us about the local space...?" He said as one of the officers from the navagation deck come over. "Sir we have detected another ship.."

[Lore]

Ayr'Ryin had already begun to gather all his logs about his 80 or so year journey from the time he entered GSA territory, to the present day. When he transmitted them, he also transmitted up-to-date star charts for the NFI to use.

"I've transmitted some information to you Commander. I hope that it will help enlighten you."

[Nelle Kozera]

“I will have to say I do find this interesting.” He said over the com line, “Even then, I had never heard of any vessel from another galaxy reached the capital system…” It was true, not only had had he never heard of another vessel from another galaxy making it to the core system, but a military vessel had never entered that system sense the establishment of the Galactic Systems Alliance. “So if you have been to our Galaxy, and have talked to my farther…you must have been around at the height of GSA’s war with the Divine star?” He said, it was a simple question as far as he was concerned. The vessel floated, a matte black, like all other GSA space born structures….

[Lore]

Ayr'Ryin nodded.

"My vessel wasn't a military one. It was a science vessel. And from what I was told, my presence in the capital system, if revealed, would cause unrest in an already volatile situation. It was kept under wraps, because it was towards the end of the war that I left for this galaxy."