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Gonthar

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a part of The Multiverse, by Remæus.

The easternmost of the three rich and abundant islands of the Three Titans.

Remæus holds sovereignty over Gonthar, giving them the ability to make limited changes.
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The easternmost of the three rich and abundant islands of the Three Titans.
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Gonthar

The easternmost of the three rich and abundant islands of the Three Titans.

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Gonthar is a part of The Three Titans.

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Castala Melaidhrin [10] Illusionist, performer and a professional liar, Castala's circus is in town. "A trickster, me? Surely you can't be serious ... I'm about as genuine as they come in this business."
The True Raid [2] The True Raid Created A multiverse, but then split into two kingdoms, Now, he searches more command spreading out to other Multiverses
General Godheart [1] Cybran War Criminal
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Eyetrose [0]

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Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Isoroku Yamamoto Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: Takara Sato Character Portrait: Imperial Warrior Character Portrait: Coalition Military Apparatus Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran) Character Portrait: Asha Nayyar

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Suddenly, a large second force erupted from the seas, vast battleships arming up their weapons as they appeared from under the surface. A vast fleet of tanks and heavy vehicles pushed towards the land, climbing onto the beaches before they stopped on the flat plains about ten miles from the beaches. A set of engineers quickly began to build a number of firebases, loading their materials off the trucks that came through a constant stream of weaponry and supplies. There was then a number of armoured command units that pushed themselves up from the water, with a group of support command units appearing from behind them.

A vast starship calmly pulled up from the vast ocean pushing it's thrusters to counter the gravity and test it's systems before a couple more appeared to the sides of it. At the command of the HDNS Purger was a younger commander, out of training and armed to the teeth. He stroked his chin before nodding to his systems commander, "Send us up."

The vast starship pushed its way up out of the atmosphere, with a few others following it. They were already preparing an orbital strike of Volaria, with a number of heavy artillery and missile silos quickly being put into swift action, starting to round of shells as soon as they came out the factory. The sheels went into the atmosphere then started landing on the denfive points all over Volaria. The front line bases where the clement had dried within a few minutes were already have hive of activity, great flags and banners being put up along with the anti aircraft weapons. These forces had to rely on anti aircraft guns until the SAM launchers were pulled out the sea. There was already a vast amount of civilians pushing their way around to settle into their new homes on the surface after years of living under the sea.

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Character Portrait: General Godheart Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran)

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Within a matter of seconds, the entire force that was attacking Volaria appeared on the vast piece of land where the base was being constructed. They moved into the base, watching the aircraft fly around in the blue sky, and the SAM units coming from trucks to be set up in encase on an attack. The vast starships took off into the atmosphere, creating a super sonic boom that blasted down the entire set of islands.

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Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Isoroku Yamamoto Character Portrait: Castala Melaidhrin Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: Takara Sato Character Portrait: Imperial Warrior Character Portrait: Coalition Military Apparatus Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran) Character Portrait: Asha Nayyar

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As the starship pushed its way up from the ocean, it wasn't met with an empty island. No, Gonthar - along with the other two of the three titans - was in fact a popular tourist destination. The glittering oceans bordered by tranquil beaches were lined with tourists who scattered screaming as the cybrans emerged. People watched in horror from skyscraper hotels as the soldiers set about their work establishing bases on the beaches and other places beyond the city limits.

The local police force held back, protecting civilians but not challenging the beach assault just yet - contact had been sent to the TNG and a military response would be en route. News crews broadcast the event to the world as it unfolded.

In one particular penthouse suite, a purple-haired woman leaned onto the balcony as she watched. A blonde boy walked up next to her, jaw still hanging as though dehinged from when the first ships had emerged.

"Well, Castiel," Castala remarked, "I suppose that's that for our vacation."

"I thought we came here to get away from this sort of thing." the youth groaned.

"I suppose that's lesson learned," the magician said to her assistant with a dry chuckle, "Next time I want a relaxing holiday, I'm going offworld."

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Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Isoroku Yamamoto Character Portrait: Albertine Fox Character Portrait: Castala Melaidhrin Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: Takara Sato Character Portrait: Imperial Warrior Character Portrait: Coalition Military Apparatus Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran) Character Portrait: Asha Nayyar Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo

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From far in the distance, several people watched as the large ships pulled up and the starship ascended.

"This don't look good," said one, a woman with soft tanned skin and long hair pulled back in a ponytail. For as cold as it was, she wore little clothing, nothing more than a pair of baggy pants and a bandeau. She had a good amount of muscle on her.

"Did you expect mermaids to be flipping onto shore today, instead?" spoke a second woman, this one more slim, more feminine than her companion. Light, draping robes flowed down from her shoulders and stopped at her knees. Upon her skin there were a myriad of painted designs, a few of them tattoos. Her eyes, normally a smokey grey, were covered in a black film as she projected a spell of far sight over into the area.

Behind them there was a town, a small place of many within Gonthar. Though Albertine had moved there within the last three years, it had been Aldarine's home since her birth.

And now it was being invaded.

Cheery.

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Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Isoroku Yamamoto Character Portrait: Castala Melaidhrin Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: Takara Sato Character Portrait: Imperial Warrior Character Portrait: Coalition Military Apparatus Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran) Character Portrait: Asha Nayyar

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Vast factories and housing buildings went up within hours, and with a few minutes of it going up, resources and people started to move in. The vast military force made a move towards the cities that were already there, starting to shoot at police and civilians alike. There was already a mass death camp in the sea waiting to be loaded with people for building the new weapons and tanks that were waiting.

A second set of starships took off from under the sea, moving towards the city before they raised themselves out the water. There was already a fleet down there, waiting for the orders from the high order, whom were miles offshore and under the groand in the deep rock of the earth. It had took years to plan, and the teleportation from Volaria was only set one of the vast plan to attack the world. Only Godheart was a living being, the rest of the forces automated.

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Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Castala Melaidhrin Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran) Character Portrait: Asha Nayyar

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#, as written by Nemo
Within minutes of the vast Cybran fleet surfacing from the depths of the ocean, the TNG made contact. Three Triremes descended quickly from the atmosphere above, positioning themselves between the Gonthar mainland and the fleets of Cybrans slowly looming in from the horizon.

At the head of the three ships was Nero's Fiddle, flagship of the Achaian Armada. Up on its bridge, Captain Aaron Vrail sat pensively in his command chair, technician and officers milling hurriedly about him as they prepared for battle.

"Confirmed hits, sir," one of the bridge technicians shouted, "they're landing on the shores and making a straight line for the nearby settlements."

"Multiple energy signatures, Captain," another technician shouted, his eyes glued to his screen, "they're landing factories and war machines on the ground. Establishing a forward base. They're also using the vantage point to bombard the Shintenchi isles from across the ocean."

Vrail's eyes narrowed, glaring at the Cybran positions displayed on his holo screen. "Form the perimeter around the nearest Gonthar city," he ordered, "the civilians lives on this island are our first priority until reinforcements arrive." His hand swiped across his screen as he gave orders, laying down the defensive line on his virtual map. "I need all power to forward shields. Have the capacitors in reserve to keep the long-range DE cannons online. We lay down suppressive fire from afar and phalanx the pass between the ocean and the cities." He reached over in his chair and pushed a button on the arm. "Lieutenant Blake, prepare your battalion for an immediate drop-strike into the nearby city. We need to get these civilians to cover and safety as soon as possible."

"And the guns they're using to attack the Volarians?"

Vrail growled. "We don't have the firepower to fight offensively right now, and those guns are far out of range. For now, we hold the line here."

"Yes sir."

Energizing their shields, the three Triremes quickly became a sturdy barrier between the advancing Cybrans and the Gonthar towns. As the Nazi war force approached, they would be met with a barrage of hot plasma and high-intensity pillars of pulverizing energy, the small squad of TNG ships doing their best to keep the invasive force at bay.

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Character Portrait: The Custodis Veritas Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Anodyne, The Ripper Character Portrait: Castala Melaidhrin Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran) Character Portrait: Asha Nayyar

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#, as written by Saarai
"Custodis Veritas to Terran Navy. We've contacted the NPA and the Invictus are sending teams to assist, as well as a few ships from the ground. They should be arriving within a few minutes, but The Ripper is already en route. Expect arrival within seconds." A voice said, broadcasting to Terran military and law enforcement channels.

Like clockwork something shot through the air towards the fighting, closer inspection would reveal it to be a person. A black military wingsuit covering much of their form, but allowing them, and their gear, to withstand travelling at such high speeds. The person was moving too fast,and possibly too small a target, for most SAMs and AA guns to accurately bring down.

The flying person would slam into one of the Cybran factories, the impact forming a crater and likely buckling the factory. The person shot out through one of the factory walls, coming to slam into as many SAMs and AA guns as possible before they could do any damage to the frinedlies.. The force and speed that they harnessed was clearly inhuman, but it was focused. Destruction with rhyme and reason.

It was clear that this person was trying to disorient or delay the attackers until backup arrived to put up a proper fight while civilians were moved to safer places.

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Character Portrait: The Custodis Veritas Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Anodyne, The Ripper Character Portrait: Castala Melaidhrin Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran) Character Portrait: Asha Nayyar

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The set of Starships that had came from the ocean fired a number of shots at the newcomers before they headed off towards the battle with the Cybran Anti-Nazism forces in orbit. The vast ships created a boom breaking glass in the settlements, their ion thrusters pushing the great bulks out into space, going away from the fleets so they could get behind the Cybran warfleet hopefully and cause losses. The weapons were fully armed and ready.

Meanwhile, on the ground, the forces went on a full out attack on everything, bringing wave upon wave of robotic tanks and soldiers into the island, going on a full out assault on the settlements. The factories were already rolling out vehicles to go to war with, millions on them.

A few more ships came from the sea, starting to give a full scale firing bombardment attack on the Terran Ships. The vast bulk of them armour, but as their shells and lasers headed down range, the entire assault stopped to see the damage, the bombardment was designed to clear shields and attack anything that was there. A mass of small robots was then launched with a number of interceptors also, going straight towards any new threat.

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Character Portrait: The Custodis Veritas Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Anodyne, The Ripper Character Portrait: Castala Melaidhrin Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran)

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On fast approach, four contacts moved as one towards the Cybran beachead. They skimmed over the ground, two breaking off to continue their inbound vector, kicking up spray as they circled into the waters. In their wake, a distant contact was deploying, readying for its part in the assault. Dark Rain was with the Avorian response, and they had decided to send top of the line units as their response.

Armored Intelligent Mechs (A.I.M.s), all, the two approaching on direct vectors were Wildcat and Dragon Furor. Wildcat, a Rifle-class A.I.M., carried a long, menacing rifle in its hands, slit optics glowering as it began to paint targets, readying to fire. Dragon, Claymore-class, was its larger cohort, a quad mech, thus far relying on its thrusters to move the heavy, intimidating bulk of the mech, stylized after its namesake. Wildcat began to lag behind Dragon, the latter beginning to extend the heavy barrels of its cannons. The Rifle turned its head slightly, catching sight of the other pair. With both, munitions prepared to cut the air downrange.

Sparrow was a mass of blades, sharp edges gleaming the light reflected off the spray in its wake. Wakizashi design, it was almost skeletal in size, weaving circles around its partner, Fisher Hawk. Moderately armored, the aptly named Saber A.I.M. held in one fist a gunblade, keeping focused on the target. Missiles slid to ready position, almost as if eager to begin the killing.

And in the distance behind them all, hydraulic rams slammed into the earth to anchor the bulky, boxy form of Wizel. From its blocky body, very long barrels extended in mass, like a small stand of tree rising to nearly 40ft in the air. Smaller, hovering nodes detached, floating off on counter-grav drives to move to locations around the target zone with startling speed. These fed data right back to the Lancer, its multitude of very long range howitzers adjusting for windage, range, and targets. Siloes began to open.

All five seemed to be waiting for something, holding their fire and their fury.

And then eight beams lanced the air like a second sun, throwing a blinding glare into the sky. At their origin in the Astral Sea, steam plumed hundreds of feet in the air, vacuums caused by the passing of the titanic bolts were rapidly filled by water, hiding once more the lurking behemoth of the Apophis. The octad of shots pierced the air and the distance between the surface of Terra and the ships in orbit in all but a second, delivering crushing blows of 50 gigatons/second into the vessels launched from the Cybran base. Designed to simply shatter shields and pummel through armor like paper, the mighty bolt of the Abyss cannon was a force to be reckoned with.

And as one, the thunder began. Wizel began its long range bombardment, slamming shell after shell of hyperkinetic fury downrange to deliver heavy, 50mm tungsten slugs slamming into the larger structures and vehicles of the Cybrans. In their wake, dozens of missiles began to rise, splitting into smaller and smaller micromissiles until dozens became hundreds, all targeting points of congestion of troops and materials. Wildcat, Dragon, and Saber began to fire off, the former pairs heavy rounds simply aimed at concentrations of targets, screaming sonic booms as they hurtled from railcannons at Mach 8 speeds, each adding more to the payload of missiles as they launched splitter torpedoes from their internal magazines. Sparrow rammed its thrusters up several notches, sprinting inwards and weaving a dextrous dance of evasion, sparks flying from its bladed form as is sought to enter the fray with flashing blades, roaring short range guns, and sprays of blood and bodies.

However, the rounds fired missed the lone figure by substantial margins, striking for vital targets with uncanny precision. For each of the pilots were engaged in a simultaneous neural link with each A.I.M.s onboard AI, forming a union of man and machine that communicated instantly between each unit, and possessed the reaction times of the AIs involved in the attack. The only limiting factor was each A.I.M.s own functional capabilities, and they were designed to be the most mobile, agile, and armed mechanized strike unit in deployment.

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Character Portrait: The Custodis Veritas Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Anodyne, The Ripper Character Portrait: Castala Melaidhrin Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: General Williams Character Portrait: Sullen Marines Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran) Character Portrait: Asha Nayyar

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#, as written by Zarhara
On one of the gonthar highways an SEC convoy was suppose to be delivering standard security droids when the attack came. The lead truck was destroyed and the soldiers providing security fanned out. "We are under attack!" One of the men frantically shouted as the soldiers formed up. These men weren't trained for this type of combat and only fired back modestly.

A few minutes into the fight though something changed when the radio officer chirped up to the squad commander. "Sir your'e not going to believe this but I have general Williams on the line for you." He said as the squad leader opened his comm.

"General what a surprise."

"Cut the pleasantries, I have good news you're getting support the TNG has authorized full support procedures on the ground. I have an orbital drop company that's going to come down right on your position to set up an LZ, but I need coordinates of the nearest base that you can see so we can get some suppressive bombardment onto that thing." He said.

The talk continued for a moment and a few minutes later 4 large ships could be seen high in orbit. Two Ori Class Destroyers came a bit lower than the transports to unleash 6 missiles aimed toward the ground and a salvo of smaller guided missiles ahead of the six.
The larger missiles were short range emp burst effective up to a few 200 Meters they were aimed right for the base they would cover an area up of 1.2km. The smaller missiles that were ahead were unarmed but they wouldn't read that way on scanners these missiles would provide an AA screen for the larger missiles increasing the chances for more successive EMP hits on the cybran base.

As missiles rained down on the base many drop pods from the main transport ships launched. Over all 30 drop pods were launched toward the ground in groups of five. They came in fast each drop pod carried 10 man squad giving a total of 300 SEC Marines imbound. The numbers might have sounded small compared to that of the cybrans but it was all that could be spared at this point. The SEC couldn't risk a large landing nor did they want to the AA was still too strong.

Hopefully they would make it down alive given the EMP and Anodyne's efforts against the SAM's and AA.

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Character Portrait: The Custodis Veritas Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Anodyne, The Ripper Character Portrait: Castala Melaidhrin Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: General Williams Character Portrait: Sullen Marines Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran) Character Portrait: Asha Nayyar

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The Cybran warships on the flat ocean started to open fire on the new targets while the smaller starships that were rising from the ocean engaged the Armored Intelligent Mechs. Their lasers hitting at them as hard as they could, aimed to destroy the Mechs, while a vast number of the Cybrans on the land were already getting ready to back into the seas. Godheart and the Old Order members had decided there had been enough killing.

With the arrival of the two Ori Class Destroyers, most of the Cybrans were away, but with the EMP blasts, the robots that were left had stopped working; their circuits totally destroyed. The warships in the ocean started firing at the Destroyers, sending new waves of missiles and lasers towards their targets.

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Character Portrait: The Custodis Veritas Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Anodyne, The Ripper Character Portrait: Castala Melaidhrin Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: General Williams Character Portrait: Sullen Marines Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran)

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Shields flared around the A.I.M.s as laser impacts hit, and instantly their responses were known, powerful boosters thrusting them in complex evasive maneuvers. Their returning fire was witheringly accurate, attention shifting from the inert drones to active firing units, hammering hyperkinetic slug after hyperkinetic slug to their targets, trailing thundering sonic booms the whole way. Sparrow quickly readjusted its inbound vector, darting back and forth over the waves, advancing ahead of its squad on thrusters tuned for speed.

Fisher Hawk followed in its wake, trading the headlong blitz of Sparrow for a angled route to flank its partner. With the Cybran force having cleared out of civilian threatened areas, drew forth a second gun-blade, unleashing searing balls of plasma bolts from the plasma cannon built into its twinned blade. These secondary weapons traded speed for power, erupting in gouts of solar-hot plasma on contact, while an overhead rail extended and settled into place, hurling rapid fire penetrating shells, each shell containing air-ignition fuel-bombs to scatter, should they penetrate the armored hulls of the Cybran Vessels.

Wildcat and Dragon veered course, the bulky Claymore unit accelerating massively with twin tails of prolonged boosters, kicking up a wall of water to either side as it raced after its support pair, side mounted tomahawk launchers opening and loosing torrents of fast, "lock and blitz" rockets, even as it changed ammunitions from impact to HVAP DU rounds, the thunder of its cannons growing ever louder. The Rifle wafted airborne, bringing to bear multiple long rifle barrels to add more weight to its precision firepower from hull mounted heavy rifles and cannons. Additionally, it opened its more basic artillery ports, launching on skybound trajectories lighter explosive shells to rain down on the Cybran vessels.

Wizel, for its part, was mainly just adjusting its long range bombardment, but was also extending from its frame inner box-like protrusions, each one opening at least half a dozen silo ports. The only unit cleared to carry heavy missile armament, the Wizel carried several hundred Jericho reaction-warhead missiles, which it now loaded en masse, carefully targeted with imaging and signature guides, and let loose.

Each missile raced across the ground for nearly a kilometer before curving towards the heavens, reaching a height of 6kms before pausing to turn, holding position on the counter-grav drive that had brought them thus far. Carefully, they aligned to their targets, the primary Cybran warships firing on the A.I.M.s and cruisers, before unfurling racks of smaller missiles, the prow of each missile extending as the inner warhead prepped for launch. Seven to each launch, each targeting its own point on the enemy fleet. What was initially hundreds became thousands, as powerful thrusters ignited and sent them racing across the sky, brilliant stars with a deadly mission.

Each warhead created a reaction, splitting apart the atomic structure of the target by generating a specific magnetic field that drew away the molecular bonds. Their explosive power was nonexistent, and individually, the damage they wrought was minimal, opening fair sized holes in a target. But stacked in the numbers they were, and with the precision of the targeting queue delivered into their computers from the Wizel, there was a margin of surviving impacts to allow for advanced degradation of the enemy hulls to initiate complete structural collapse, and a secondary margin to generate substantial enough collapse to generate casualties in the Cybran fleet's numbers.

The courses of the four assaulting A.I.M.s adjusted accordingly, not overtly holding back from close range engagment, but there was the hint of a stall in their attack. The timing between events was superb, however, the wide-band, instantaneously communication between the mechs operating on the lower frequencies, the bursts of binary communication virtually ghosts amidst the static.

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Character Portrait: Aeryn Character Portrait: Elante Vadrillion Character Portrait: Scarlet Dae Character Portrait: Terran Space Navy Character Portrait: Tahlia Bishop

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In the streets of one of the coastal cities, the air was abruptly split asunder, warping and stretching as a shimmering portal appeared in the open space left by the aftermath of the cybran attack. A few nearby soldiers were immediately alerted and approached as several figures stepped out from within.

The figures numbered but four - at their front a young man with brown hair, clad in a long ornate overcoat bearing various arcane symbols. Behind him walked an older woman with long blonde hair, clad almost all in a deep red - cloak, coat, wide-brimmed hat and trousers all - another young man with long silvery hair that hung down to his shoulders, and a slight girl with long white hair.

Elante raised his hand in greeting to the soldiers that were moving to challenge them for identification, "Hey there," he called, "I'm Elante Vadrillion, and my companions are Scarlet Dae, Aeryn Vadrillion and Tahlia Bishop. We're with the Patronus, here to help the TNG with the attack. Can you take us to whoever's in charge here, please?"

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Character Portrait: Aeryn Character Portrait: Elante Vadrillion Character Portrait: Scarlet Dae Character Portrait: Terran Marine Command Character Portrait: Tahlia Bishop

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The Terran soldiers on the ground, Guardian-class marines, were a bit cautious as the mysterious warriors presented themselves. With the Cybrans launching a full-scale invasion on the Gonthar coast, it was difficult to trust newcomers. Still, one of the Guardians stepped forward, his helmet retracting to reveal a stern but young-looking face with piercing blue eyes.

"Sergeant Emery Blake," he introduced himself, "I'm the field commander of this platoon, dispatched to provide ground resistance against the Cybran should they make it this far." He looked between the four fighters cautiously. "We thank you for your offer of assistance, though the Cybran threat is already being contained by a host of our allies." He nodded towards the horizon where the neo-Nazi war machine was already being driven back into the sea under the brutal barrage of three or four different nations combined. "We COULD, however, use your help with rescue efforts. Those bastards laid down some artillery on this little town before we were able to establish a perimeter. Civilians trapped under rubble. Injured people. I've get men doing their best, but my orders are to set up a defensive entrenchment, so I can only spare so many soldiers for relief." He shouldered his gauss rifle. "Do any of you have healing abilities? You look like the 'magic' type."

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Character Portrait: Victor Vidal

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#, as written by Zarhara
Across Gonthar a string of advertisements were being played across a multitude of electronic devices including radios, televisions, holograms and through the internet and news papers. More shocking to most Terrans was the Cancellation of Victor Vidal's evening news segment on Foreign affairs.

Victor had canceled his show tentatively and chosen to run for parliament. In a town hall in the Gonthar region there was a small crowd gathered where a suited Victor stood before a podium.

" People of Gonthar, most of you are familiar with me but those of you who aren't My name is Victor Vidal. Many of you I'm sure are familiar with my segment on Terracast regarding foreign affairs but tonight I'm not here to talk about that. Tonight I am here to talk about you, the People of Gonthar. I am happy to officially announce that I am running for Parliament, representing Gonthar."

Victor paused looking into the few cameras set up before continuing. "Gonthar has been through a lot recently and with the recent Cybran Incident I'm sure most of you are very concerned with the National Defense. So tonight I am here to tell you, the people of Gonthar my three step approach if elected."

Victor paused giving the crowd a few moments to process before he began to roll out his plan. " First, Terra needs to stabilize it's relations in the region. For too long we have been on the rocks with our neighbors and Allies. If elected I will propose that The Terran Foreign Minister hold a conference with all of the powers that have a firm stake with Terra and sort out our political and regional differences. For too long Terra has been the battleground for international disputes between Non-Terran Nations."

"Secondly I will propose a bill suggesting the Immediate Dismantle of All Mercenary and Corporate Defense forces. Terra must become independent and Terran the Defense of Terra should be in control by the Terran Military and not run with Mercenaries and other corporations. For too long they have been profiting off of these incidents."

"Finally, We need to invest in Terran research programs. Terra is one of the most Diverse planets in the galaxy. With citizens form inconceivable amount of different backgrounds. It is time that we use this to our advantage. Together with the amount of knowledge and ability I can see no bounds to where we could rise. For many years Terra has been on the decline but, no more the people of Terra, the people of Gonthar do not deserve this. So I ask all of you to rise up to the occasion and together we can achieve stability and growth. The road ahead will be tough but we will face the future together, so I ask you all if you elect me I will do everything in my power to help the people of Terra. It's time that we focus on the people and not war and Territory."

"To sum things up, I plan to focus on this, First of all National Defense followed by improving our educational and scientific research along with our health care system. For too long the people of Terra have been over looked. Today I say no more, no more this is about you all the citizens of Terra. Together we can make this nation a better place." Victor Paused giving the people in the crowd and the cameras a smile.

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Character Portrait: Victor Vidal Character Portrait: Amber Kelly

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It was the morning after Victor had made his announcement to the people of Gonthar. He sat in his newly set up campaign office where a few volunteers were diligently working and a line of applicants for paid staff were waiting to be interviewed. This had to be his least favorite thing. What he needed was a personal assistant to sort all of this out but of course that was what the first few interviews had been about he could have asked a volunteer in the meantime but he wanted their manpower focused on getting votes not helping him hire more staff.

Clearing his throat he looked at the next name on the list, the last two in his opinion had been too odd the first wouldn't stop talking about stories from his life and the first woman had seemed a bit to permiscous and he decided to steer clear of her in fear of a political nightmare. He had reported on this stuff too much and that had made him picky. Being drawn back out of his thoughts he said.

"Next Please."

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Amber swallowed, walking into the room with a smart dress on with a nice pair of platform high heels. She smiled, offering a hand as a greeting, "Hello there." Her eyes glancing around as she took in the situation. She grinned, her makeup perfect, her body perfect. She sat down in the chair after shaking hands with a smirk.

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Day of the Old Order assault

The groups of tanks and vehicles that were once Cybran were now in Drop ships, going back into the ocean in order to teleport back to the world they had been waiting in wait. The huge army had within a couple of hours, disappeared off the planet, waiting to be found.

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Character Portrait: Victor Vidal Character Portrait: Amber Kelly

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Victor smiled as the young woman entered his office. "He shook her hand and then sat down across from her as well. "It's a pleasure to meet you Ms. Kelly I'm Victor Vidal though I'm sure you already know that." He said chuckling a bit at the last part. He assumed she would recognize the Parliament candidate and former news reporter for Terra.

" I have a few questions to start with, Have you had any secretarial or political campaign experience before?" He asked the young woman. He discretely glanced her over. She surely looked the part she was dressed professionally and not as promiscuously as the other woman he had interviewed in a few moments before. From what he could see there was nothing that struck a cord with him in particular.

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Warmth... Warmth... All there is is just warmth... The Raid, as noticed before has come. It wants this multiverse, but cannot reach it. The Raid simply walks away into the darkness of night after appearing from A teleportation...

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The coastline of Gonthar suddenly changed with a rumble from out at sea. The waters of the Emerald Sea withdrew, revealing reef and rock and every now and again glimmering treasure. As soon as it receded, the wave crashed violently upon the shore!

Einar Robidine has arrived, coming from Llohap.
Einar Robidine has left the area, heading west into Quelaya.