Setting
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On the outskirts of civilized space, a small star system with a struggling colony of humans wakes to another dawn. Aboard the small space station that orbits the planet, a screen blinks for a few moments attracting the attention of the officer on duty. As she scans the readings, her eyes grow wide, “Holy shit!” Lieutenant j.g. Caldez mutters as she punches the screen and plays back the last few minutes, isolating and targeting specific images and data.
“Oh this is not good, not good.” the woman hisses as she presses a red button on the console which quickly blares aloud a warning klaxon waking the rest of the stations crew. The shouts and cursing that filled the station made its way slow to the bridge where Captain Andropov, bleary-eyed stumbled into the combat control center, “Sitrep and I mean now!” he snarled towards the junior officer.
Caldez gulped as she hastily saluted the captain and nodded towards the monitors. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, Andropov's eyes grew wide as the images and readings continued to race across the screen. Turning back to her he grunted, “You checked these readings?” The woman nodded “Yessir I have, three times in fact and every time the data comes back with even more fantastic readings.” Inhaling deeply the burly captain grit his teeth and checked the logs for ships in the area, his eyes lit up slightly as he spotted the name of a ship that was a few light years away, pressing the intercom he shouted, “I want a transmission sent to the Xindhi Cruiser Voided Lights, its a few years away and can get here in time.” A static “Aye-aye” was the acknowledgment.
Whirling the captain eyed his senior officers, “Alright the situation is this we have an unknown object headed this way. I say object because we don't know what the hell it is, but its moving towards us. The readings we have are it is metallic and there are radio signals that are being emitted from it.” Pausing the captain looked at the others, “It's also 1/3 the size of Old Earth's Moon...” The others stood astonished, “I want a fighter PAD up in less than four minutes and the settlers need to be alerted. We have an unknown heading this way and it could be hostile.”
The officers nodded and saluted before rushing off to their stations. One tall, lanky officer held back, his gray hair and steely eyes focused on the captain, “Pitor, if that thing is as big as the scans say it dwarfs the Xindhi ships, which are among the largest and most powerful ships we know of.” The captain nodded, his eyes locked on the screens before him. “I know Stan, I know. But if anyone can buy us time to get the settlers sheltered it's them.” Stan Wzesck nodded and tossing a half-hazard salute jogged down towards the hanger bays. Once there he looked into the faces of the two dozen pilots that were stationed aboard the orbiting ship as defense.
“Alright boys, we have an unknown headed this way, but it is a massive unknown and it could be hostile. We're to fly a Planetary Aided Defense. We have hopes a Xindhi Cruiser can get here to handle the object should it come down to that.” The pilots and crews began to murmur and shuffle about, the Xindhi were still one of the weirdest races in the multiverse and their presence was disturbing to many. Glancing at each pilot before continuing, Stan inhaled a moment, “God speed to you all, dismissed.” With a sharp salute he turned and went to the flight control station, as the pilots scrambled to their ships. It was going to be a long day. As he reached his command chair the intercom buzzed, the voice of his old friend Pitor was full of dread as he heard “All hands, all hands the object has dispatched large craft. We count at least six objects leaving the larger unknown and they are headed this way. Battle Stations! Battle Stations!”
Eying the monitors, Stan grimaced as the read outs flooded him with disturbing information. Glancing at his pilots as their single engine fighters began launching, he uttered a small prayer that the Xindhi made it in time.
From the deeps of space the far-flung Qua Empire as entered the RPG Multiverse, consuming a few minor planets on the very edges of civilized space. Their vast armadas are bent on conquer and enslavement of the races on the planets they sail across.
The Qua Empire is a conglomerate of races that have been absorbed by the Qua, a race of beings ruled by a council of advisers to their God-King Ahur-Imtep. The Qua are bent on stripping every planet that can sustain life of its elements and the life energies of the species that inhabit these planets.
War has come to the multiverse...which side will you be on? Will you defend your loved ones, world and the Multiverse from the Qua?
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“Oh this is not good, not good.” the woman hisses as she presses a red button on the console which quickly blares aloud a warning klaxon waking the rest of the stations crew. The shouts and cursing that filled the station made its way slow to the bridge where Captain Andropov, bleary-eyed stumbled into the combat control center, “Sitrep and I mean now!” he snarled towards the junior officer.
Caldez gulped as she hastily saluted the captain and nodded towards the monitors. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, Andropov's eyes grew wide as the images and readings continued to race across the screen. Turning back to her he grunted, “You checked these readings?” The woman nodded “Yessir I have, three times in fact and every time the data comes back with even more fantastic readings.” Inhaling deeply the burly captain grit his teeth and checked the logs for ships in the area, his eyes lit up slightly as he spotted the name of a ship that was a few light years away, pressing the intercom he shouted, “I want a transmission sent to the Xindhi Cruiser Voided Lights, its a few years away and can get here in time.” A static “Aye-aye” was the acknowledgment.
Whirling the captain eyed his senior officers, “Alright the situation is this we have an unknown object headed this way. I say object because we don't know what the hell it is, but its moving towards us. The readings we have are it is metallic and there are radio signals that are being emitted from it.” Pausing the captain looked at the others, “It's also 1/3 the size of Old Earth's Moon...” The others stood astonished, “I want a fighter PAD up in less than four minutes and the settlers need to be alerted. We have an unknown heading this way and it could be hostile.”
The officers nodded and saluted before rushing off to their stations. One tall, lanky officer held back, his gray hair and steely eyes focused on the captain, “Pitor, if that thing is as big as the scans say it dwarfs the Xindhi ships, which are among the largest and most powerful ships we know of.” The captain nodded, his eyes locked on the screens before him. “I know Stan, I know. But if anyone can buy us time to get the settlers sheltered it's them.” Stan Wzesck nodded and tossing a half-hazard salute jogged down towards the hanger bays. Once there he looked into the faces of the two dozen pilots that were stationed aboard the orbiting ship as defense.
“Alright boys, we have an unknown headed this way, but it is a massive unknown and it could be hostile. We're to fly a Planetary Aided Defense. We have hopes a Xindhi Cruiser can get here to handle the object should it come down to that.” The pilots and crews began to murmur and shuffle about, the Xindhi were still one of the weirdest races in the multiverse and their presence was disturbing to many. Glancing at each pilot before continuing, Stan inhaled a moment, “God speed to you all, dismissed.” With a sharp salute he turned and went to the flight control station, as the pilots scrambled to their ships. It was going to be a long day. As he reached his command chair the intercom buzzed, the voice of his old friend Pitor was full of dread as he heard “All hands, all hands the object has dispatched large craft. We count at least six objects leaving the larger unknown and they are headed this way. Battle Stations! Battle Stations!”
Eying the monitors, Stan grimaced as the read outs flooded him with disturbing information. Glancing at his pilots as their single engine fighters began launching, he uttered a small prayer that the Xindhi made it in time.
From the deeps of space the far-flung Qua Empire as entered the RPG Multiverse, consuming a few minor planets on the very edges of civilized space. Their vast armadas are bent on conquer and enslavement of the races on the planets they sail across.
The Qua Empire is a conglomerate of races that have been absorbed by the Qua, a race of beings ruled by a council of advisers to their God-King Ahur-Imtep. The Qua are bent on stripping every planet that can sustain life of its elements and the life energies of the species that inhabit these planets.
War has come to the multiverse...which side will you be on? Will you defend your loved ones, world and the Multiverse from the Qua?
The OOC for sign ups and discussions