President-Elect Richard Rhizo's Story

The Colonel opened the portal interface. There were five options: Capital, Downtown Capital, Bunker 1609, Mag Train Station 0, and the only option outside Old Stickistan: Ciudad De Liberdad, a city in the Socialist nation of La Coalición de la Igualdad. He selected "Bunker 1609", in case the Capital was nuked out.

After the portal was opened for a few hours, a convoy streamed through. The convoy consisted of Hovertanks and Flatbed trucks designed for the moon, which carried everything from prefabs to moonbuggies to spacesuits to even people, huddled in passenger containers. Then, the construction equipment streamed through, each one graced with the motto of the Engineer Corps: We'll build it in a day. Some of the construction trucks were carrying nukes.

At the head of the convoy was the President. "Welcome to Luna" said the Colonel. "Thanks Colonel. I see we have lots to do. And who might this be? She doesn't look like a stick." He glanced at Awi.

The white haired nicely tanned woman smiled sure there wasnt any air to speak of on Luna just yet, did stickmen need it ? She sure didnt! Even then she was quite pretty the way she was dressed, the abassador flag made a very nice cloak thanks to her magic and it looked good too. "I dont think i would look as beautiful as you and yours do if I were a stick" Fact of the matter was, she wasnt even human to begin with. Nor was she a THOT

"You need not worry though El Presidente of Stickistan! I feel somehow that I should help you and yours get settled here. That and I love Stickistan Airlines, a nice smooth flight" {Haha not really smooth, she slammed into both bulkheads fore and aft at landing and takeoff respectifely!}

She then smiled at the Presidentknown as Rhizo "What do you and your people need the most ? I can see to it that it is brought"

Lights and tech devices would start to flicker and act amok as if the power was about to shut of at any moment. A deathly chill would fall upon the colony as a dark shadow appeared over the moon it was once a large warship of some kind but now it looked like a mere derelict. The old warship ruin hovered over the colony silent and unmoving as if it had just drifted there. It stayed there unmoving as if it was waiting for something. Upon the ship a darkness woke...a hungry darkness...

The Colonel and The President were enjoying a spot of golf on a new course comprised entirely of astroturf and imported Mars rocks. The course was kept lunar-dust free via magnets or some crap, and an army of janitorial staff. Newly-built Stickistani atmospheric cruisers, protected from stray golf balls by nets, loomed in the distance. Occasionally, they lifted off and went to fight. There were also Corvettes, fighters, and the Pride of the fleet, the super-heavy battleship B-SUCC Monument. (B is the Battleship designation, and SUCC stands for Stickistani Universal Combat Command, the supreme imperial space navy. Though originally created to keep pirates and asteroid wranglers from becoming too prevalent, it has recently received a large funding boost, and have become a forced to be reckoned with, (Though not even close to being on par with Aaschen or the like)).

The president first noticed the looming Foreign Warship when a stray golf ball bounced off it's hull. "Colonel, is that one of ours?" "No, it's not, dumbass.", the Colonel responded. "Alert the SUCC, and go investigate, damnit."

At the Nearby SUCC airfield

The colonel boarded a personal aircraft, and took 20 of his best men to investigate the derelict warship. They're goal was to either contact whoever was in it and tell 'em to screw off, or to crashland it if it was empty so it could be turned into a city.

The Colonel and The President were enjoying a spot of golf on a new course comprised entirely of astroturf and imported Mars rocks. The course was kept lunar-dust free via magnets or some crap, and an army of janitorial staff. Newly-built Stickistani atmospheric cruisers, protected from stray golf balls by nets, loomed in the distance. Occasionally, they lifted off and went to fight. There were also Corvettes, fighters, and the Pride of the fleet, the super-heavy battleship B-SUCC Monument. (B is the Battleship designation, and SUCC stands for Stickistani Universal Combat Command, the supreme imperial space navy. Though originally created to keep pirates and asteroid wranglers from becoming too prevalent, it has recently received a large funding boost, and have become a forced to be reckoned with, (Though not even close to being on par with Aaschen or the like)).

The president first noticed the looming Foreign Warship when a stray golf ball bounced off it's hull. "Colonel, is that one of ours?" "No, it's not, dumbass.", the Colonel responded. "Alert the SUCC, and go investigate, damnit."

At the Nearby SUCC airfield

The colonel boarded a personal aircraft, and took 20 of his best men to investigate the derelict warship. They're goal was to either contact whoever was in it and tell 'em to screw off, or to crashland it if it was empty so it could be turned into a city.

Colonel opened his Nokia and dialed Awi's number. "Awi, we've got a situation. Meet me at the SUCC airfield in 5 minutes."

It was the moon, airless, and beautiful all at once. So there was a pretty thing.... looked like she belonged on the moon or blended too well with her surroundings as she sunbathed, until unwanted shade blocked the sunlight. No it wasnt Terra. But something else entirely

Seeing the dead in space drifting hulk of a ship the spirit.... thingamajiggerwhatitiswithwheels simply stared a brief moment thinking "Spaceship" before her pucket vibrated madly, upon answering she heard the Stickistan Airlines pilot on the other end. She didnt even have to reply either. She simply nodded, yeah, she'd meet him there.

Something didnt feel right about the strange dead in space drifting hulk of a ship. It felt.... very wrong.

The hanger or the ship was dark save for the flashing of lights that seemed to be trying and failing to come on in those brief moments the Colonel and his men could see clearly the name of the ship painted on the wall in bold letters HMS Moonbeam A ripped and faded Union Jack flag clung barely to a pole under the name.

The ship creaked and a sound like moaning could be heard deeper into the ship. The old ship making strange sounds? Perhaps something far worse?

And then another sound drowned out the moaning the sound of the ships systems coming to life. Red lights began to flash and a robotic female voice with a British accent spoke "Red Alert! Red Alert! Hull breach! Enemies in Hanger bay two! All hands battle stations!"

As the voice repeated sounds of something rushing down the hall came followed by a hail of gun and laser fire. The shots where aimed badly and would be lucky to hit anything but they gave cover for what came. Twisted and decaying bodies wearing combat armor colored black with the Union Jack on the right shoulder and a skull and cross bones on the left. On the chest plates where the words Royal Marines.

In this wave there was only ten zombie Royal Marines but more where coming... a lot more...