STGOD 4 Game Thread

Rogue 9 · Post by **Rogue 9** » 2004-05-03 11:25pm

Alyrium Denryle wrote:
Rogue 9 wrote:
Alyrium Denryle wrote:JUmping into space above Camaro, the Third and Fourth fleets, commanded by Admiral Nelson entered the combat zone

"we have Goa'Uld inbound, we managed to get ahead oif them"
"Arcane ships, do you have an idea of what entry vector they're coming in on?"

Right behind us. We are transmitting their vector now

On the Nashtar computers the corrdinates came up

"Sunspot, Prominence, feeding you coordinates now. Do your stuff. Kensington, go with them for escort." Two minelayers and a cruiser pulled away from the fleet and towards the indicated coordinates at full thrust. Several squadrons of fighters followed. Once there, Sunspot and Prominence began laying mines.

Shark Bait · Post by **Shark Bait** » 2004-05-03 11:27pm

It would however be interesting to meet one of these rare ones you speak of. I am curious to know how their minds are diffrent from the majoritiy's.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-03 11:34pm

"Well, my companion to his conference just left. However, I have another telepath on staff, I can send for him"

Karsus sent a short sending spell to one of his Psionicist guards who was standing by in his quarters.

"He will be here in a moment"

Straha · Post by **Straha** » 2004-05-03 11:34pm

Rogue 9 wrote:
Alyrium Denryle wrote:JUmping into space above Camaro, the Third and Fourth fleets, commanded by Admiral Nelson entered the combat zone

"we have Goa'Uld inbound, we managed to get ahead oif them"
"Arcane ships, do you have an idea of what entry vector they're coming in on?"

"Does it matter boys? The Monacorans have come for war!!!! HAHA!"

Suddenly the sensors picked up Monacoran Ships coming.

"Admiral Santiago here. Army said you needed some help, well here we are. We brought some of our Marine Friends to! Heehee!"

OOB:

Assets in system, all are from the Genocide war or Pre-Genocide war except for the Fighters (which are high quality) and the marines:

10 Zugzwang BattleShips
2 Porcupine BattleShips
3 Monacoran Carriers
45 Malachi Destroyers

3 Astral Marine Regiments (enough to take quite a few ships)

EDIT: Just so you know, this is the First time the Monacoran Navy has ever been deployed to a hostile theater, so consider yourselves honoured.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-03 11:35pm

The Arcane fleet formed a line of battle. Heavy ships in the rear, with smaller vessels forming a screen. Fighters swarmed into position to intercept fighters and missiles and all guns were turned to the Approach vector, but well away from the mine field

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » 2004-05-03 11:38pm

3rd fleet took postion, missle pods deployed and fighters out and ready.

"Remind the fighters to wait until after the Krynor's clear the mine field." Admiral Tzu whispered.

Shark Bait · Post by **Shark Bait** » 2004-05-03 11:43pm

"Well, my companion to his conference just left. However, I have another telepath on staff, I can send for him"

Karsus sent a short sending spell to one of his Psionicist guards who was standing by in his quarters.

"He will be here in a moment"

"Thank you never before have I been treated to such kindness, I only wish there was a way to repay this kindness. Perhaps there is a way, there is a sporting event schedualed to take place on our carrier, it would be a great honor if you would attend. This could be the perfect oportunity for a shairing of our cultures"

Rogue 9 · Post by **Rogue 9** » 2004-05-03 11:43pm

A large minefield layed, the minelayers got themselves away from the expected entry point, the cruiser following soon after. The fighters streaked away as well, but turned around to face the field once they were well away, waiting for targets...

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-03 11:46pm

"I would be happy to attend. It would be fantastic to see."

At that moment, a man wearing a black silk uniform entered the area, he wore black gloves and an odd emblem on a cuflink

"Yes Karsus, you sent for me?"

"Yes my friend. We have an ambassador who wish es to speak to you. He is curious about our psionicists."

"Oh"

The Young man turned to the ambassador
"My name is Aryn Linfail, what is it you would like to know?"

Shark Bait · Post by **Shark Bait** » 2004-05-03 11:57pm

"I would like to know all, yet that is a pretentious goal. In the short run I would like to learn of how a rare mind of your speices operates while offering an explanation of our culture and traditions that I cannot vocalize due to my limited English. So with feelings of friendship I will open most of my mind to you."

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-04 12:06am

(Let the telepathic communication begin.)

well, in our antion we are not as rare as say, telepaths in Ouster clusters, be are actually rather common in arcane space. However, we have a few restrictions placed on us, we must wear black gloves. This serves to allow non-telepaths to identify us, and allow them to guard their thoughts. Other than that, we areally arent reated any differently than a mage for example.

Our government is a libertarian magocracy, in that, mages and psionicists are the only ojnes with a right to vote. Though it works out because nintey percent of the people have spellcasting capability, and those that dont are, well.. incompetant.

Please, how does your government function?

Marcao · Post by **Marcao** » 2004-05-04 12:07am

Krynnor Republic Space
Camaro System

There was no doubt in any mind within the Krynnor fleet that they were fighting for their survival. The ships had gathered together, every ship capable of interstellar flight drawn in. This would be a battle for survival, for the future of the species and no ship that could fight could be left behind. The losses already suffered at the hands of their enemies were felt at this point more than ever, but there was no time to consider past actions. The past was dead and buried, all that mattered was the present and if they were very lucky, their future.

The fleet sped through hyperspace at a slightly lower speed than would be expected; some of the ships had damaged engines and could not keep up with the rest. Rather than approach their enemies in disarray, the entire fleet had slowed in order to arrive en masse. Scouts were deployed ahead of the fleet proper, sacrificial lambs intended to give forewarning of what awaited them at their final destination. If they were lucky, the forces would not be as one sided as the Krynnor feared. If they were lucky, the forces of their ally would be just enough to win the day.

The scouts arrived, and immediately hopes were dashed while fears blossomed to such heights as to rival suns. Their enemies were numerous and their ally was nowhere to be found. The fleet had expected that it would be tracked through hyperspace and had not changed its course until now. Each member of the Krynnor fleet could see the instruments of their deaths awaiting them like angels of death floating in the void. There was only seconds to come to a decision, enemies as numerous as the stars themselves. It was all the fault of the Arcane Empire, it was their task force it was their fleet. The Arcanists had doomed their nation. But it would not be easy, and it would not be done quietly. For a millisecond, a fraction of an instant hosts and goa`uld understood their purpose. A moment of perfect clarity where slave and master seized to exist and simply became a unified whole; When faced with death, there was no time for boundaries or hesitation. It was simply fight or die. In this case perhaps both.

The fleet maneuvered, changing its hyperspace vector and breaking into smaller sub-fleets while still within the protection of hyperspace. It had been expected that their approach vector would be a death trap, and the Krynnor fleet had no intention of being destroyed in such a manner. When the ships broke out of hyperspace and re-emerged in real space their position was above and below the Arcanist fleet. Twin fleets arrayed to lash out at the bottom and top of the Arcane formation. They were well aware of the power that the Arcanists fleet possessed, and were also aware that their broadsides were fearful in their own right. The existence of the other fleets was impossible to miss, but the Arcane Empire was behind it all. The hatred of the entire Krynnor nation was reserved for that nation. The fleets began to fire as the Arcane ships realigned themselves in space in order to bring their impressive broadsides to bear. Confusion would not last long in the Arcane lines, but it was hoped that it was just enough.

The space of the Camaro system became a tempest of fire as the Krynnor fleet fired, wings of heavy bombers howling towards the Arcane lines with reckless abandon as mother ships and battle carriers protected the larger and far more powerful Heavy Mother ships and Fleet Carriers. Space was littered with Krynnor small craft as carriers of both types crash launched their cargoes. The Arcane fleet seemed to reel as the Krynnor forces poured fire into it, the walls of battle attempting to maneuver in order to keep the potent broadsides of the Arcanists at bay. It was a move inspired by common sense, but it could only work for so long. The Arcane ships were small and relatively maneuverable, and when they were in the right alignment their vengeance was that of a pagan god.

Krynnor fighter craft and bomber wings bled as thousands of arcanist railguns plowed through their incoming waves in their path towards Krynnor capital ships. The volume of fire meant that irregardless of skill or maneuvers, some ships would be hit. The Krynnor ships glowed as their shields received the punishing volley, but they held for the moment. The maneuvers of the fleet was making tracking a bit more difficult than expected for the Arcanists, Krynnor ECM attempting to confuse the mages targeting systems. Arcanist ECM was having its own effects, but at the moment they were within tolerable limits. The Krynnor and Arcane fleets continued to exchange fire, Krynnor ships falling out of formation after their shields had been peeled away and their hulls could no longer withstand the punishing fire of their enemies.

It was then, that the allies of the Arcane Empire made their presence known. As if angered by the snub the Krynnor fleet offered them by concentrating so fully on the Arcane Empire, the forces of the Nashtar republic maneuvered into position. The Krynnor forces had a difficult choice ahead of them, to break the fleets in order so that a task force could deal with the Nashtar which threatened their flanks or continue to hold together and suffer the wrath of the Nashtar unopposed. They chose the latter, aware that breaking the fleets at this moment would only hasten their demise. When the Nashar fired, their railguns were free to harass and kill the outer layers of the Krynnor formation. Bomber wings, Battle Carriers and Mother ships offered to pay blood tribute, so that the combined Krynnor fleet could bleed the mages of their ships.

The Krynnor fleets had concentrated on the Arcane escorts, aware that time was against them and that the smaller vessels that the Arcane Empire utilized paid for their size with reduced capability to absorb punishment. The Krynnor fleet screamed and died surrounded by the silence of the void, but it fought on. It was only when all their enemies were committed to the battle that the troop transports of the fleet made their arrival. One hundred and fifty of them sought to land in the planet below, while the last one hundred sought to perform suicidal ramming attacks on the enemies of the Krynnor. It was an act of desperation, but it the dying Krynnor fleet was desperate. The one hundred and fifty troop transports were overloaded with personnel, while the suiciding troop transports held within only skeleton crews. Each transport a kinetic missile, which would add its own fuel and internal stores to the fire. Each transport a prayer for the future of its people.

Shark Bait · Post by **Shark Bait** » 2004-05-04 12:13am

"Our pod functions by logical leadership those with the propper skills and strengths are given the positions that they are best suited for and would perform well in. We are all telapaths and thoughts can be sheilded or open and full disclosure can be given if needed.

I would be honored if you would attend the game as well. The traditonal game of our people from what i can see it is simalar to your water polo but with a large greased fruit and much more violent. We will also provide many foods which we have found consumable by your species includig the famous sweet fish ball of White Caps.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-04 12:16am

Interesting social structure. Our relations will be interesting

I would also be honored to attend

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » 2004-05-04 12:20am

"Figthers attack the 'bottom' fleet. Missles away at 'top' fleet. One volley, close to gun range." Came the orders in a calm cool voice. 315 fighters dived upon the bottom fleet, dancing amoung the bigger, sluggish vessels, reaping kills.

At the top Krynorian fleet a single volley of self guided missles were fired.
A slavo of 5461 missles, a thrid of which created senor shadows sonfusing enemy decetion systems and seemingly increasing the number of missles homing in for blood.

Behind that volley the ships of the U.P's 3rd fleet closed in.

Shark Bait · Post by **Shark Bait** » 2004-05-04 12:21am

[/i]I am deeply interested by these mages you speak of never before have we heard of this spell concept please explain.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-04 12:22am

Et' Elsath nevath!!!

Admiral Nelson scremaed in Netherese.

This would not do. His ship lurched as its shields absorbed another volley.

"Bring the ship around, that Mothership is railing on one of the Cruisers"
And it was done, the ships roll rate was the death knell for a goa'uld mothership, it fell prey to her guns within moments.

But as another destroyer succumbed to enemy fire something had to be done.

"Encasel Erona letrel!"

With that order, the remaining destroyers began targeting enemy interdictors. And the Dreadnoughts put up their own interdiction fields. and targeting their weapons at the Goa'Uld interdictors... needless to say those ships did not last long.

Soon the arcanists would be able to determine the terms of engagment.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-04 12:25am

Point defense weapons worked overtime to destroy the enemy bombers, the most dangerous thing to the capital ships, ans fighters ripped into their escourts.

Small attack craft weaved between enemy weapons fire firing their deadly payloads as close to enemy hulls as they safely could

The fires of explosive decompression lit up space.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-04 12:28am

Shark Bait wrote:[/i]I am deeply interested by these mages you speak of never before have we heard of this spell concept please explain.

Well, our people are gifted with, or rather, learn the ability to manipulate the very fabric of existence on a personal level. We have discovered an energy field that literally controls all other laws of physics, it is more fundamental to existence than strings. And using our own wills, channeled through verbal and physical foci, we can harness that energy field. Which we have taken to calling "the weave"

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-04 12:32am

Each transport a kinetic missile

Astropaths, intercept those transports!!!

The admiral screamed as he realized troop transports were headed in their direction.

The kinetics on the capital ships used what amounted to a telekinetic tractor beam to grab the transports, and hold them in position long enough for the medium wepons, which were not fixed mounts, to bring them down.

Damage should hopefully be minimal.

The Jammers were in the middle of doing their best to keep the enemy gunners guessing, and as they channeled power through the Mythallars to their task, enemy accurcary decreased sharply.

Unshielded vessels of course, became sitting ducks for the biggest weapons on the ships(Dorsal and ventral mounted, as well as on turrets), the massive dual barreled disintegration weapons. Their hulls cracked as they literally deatomized the outer hulls, which could no longer then contain the internal air-pressure.

Marcao · Post by **Marcao** » 2004-05-04 12:36am

frigidmagi wrote:"Figthers attack the 'bottom' fleet. Missles away at 'top' fleet. One volley, close to gun range." Came the orders in a calm cool voice. 315 fighters dived upon the bottom fleet, dancing amoung the bigger, sluggish vessels, reaping kills.

At the top Krynorian fleet a single volley of self guided missles were fired.
A slavo of 5461 missles, a thrid of which created senor shadows sonfusing enemy decetion systems and seemingly increasing the number of missles homing in for blood.

Behind that volley the ships of the U.P's 3rd fleet closed in.

Although Krynnor capital ships were to concerned with dealing with their hated primary targets to pay the U.P forces much mind, their swarms of fighter craft and bomber wings were not. The three hundred and fighteen incoming fighters were impossible to miss even with the duel of counter measures between Krynnor and Arcanist forces. The bomber wings did not divert, continuing their runs upon the Arcane lines. Over two hundred Krynnor fighters did disengage from the Arcane lines and engaged the U.P forces.

Krynnor fighters broke into pairs and engaged their U.P counterparts and while the Krynnor forces were outnumbered they were fighting for their future and their people and where extremely motivated. Krynnor and U.P fighters died beneath energy weapons and short-ranged anti-strikecraft missiles. The U.P missile volley made a few Krynnor captains blanch, electronic counter measures refocused away from the Arcane formations and towards the incoming hoarde of missiles with some success. Furthermore, the fleet was attempting to maneuver along with the maneuvers of the Arcane Empire. This had the effect of slowly but surely, presenting Arcane targets to confused missiles.

Of the 5461 missiles which were launched, seven hundred and fifty were clean misses a combination of ECM and the maneuvers of the fleet. Of those missiles, one hundred and thirteen reacquired Arcane ships and homed in towards them. Of the remaining number half were deftly shot down by Krynnor point defense. The number would have been higher, if not for the fact that Arcane ECM was having its effect and that the Arcane Empire did not use missiles. That still left over two thousand three hundred missiles that broke through the lines and the results were not pretty. Krynnor ECM did what it could, but it simply forced the missiles to home in on the brightest and nearest targets. Nineteen Motherships were on the receiving end of ridiculous amounts of missiles, nineteen motherships seemed to writhe in the clutches of multiple explosions, their crews battered even before shields failed. There was little that the ships could do without shields other than endure, and of the nineteen mother ships none survived, although half of the vessels did not break apart entirely becoming twisted hulks drifting lifeless in space.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-04 12:37am

Many ships, their shields failing put up Prismatic spheres around themselves. Preserving the ships and crew, but taking the vessel effctively out of battle.

Rogue 9 · Post by **Rogue 9** » 2004-05-04 12:47am

Minefield, Krynnor entry point

The mines impacted against the hulls of the first wave of ships, inflicting damage and in some cases blowing holes in light escorts.

NRS Broadsword

"Shields up! Push it up, get between the carriers and that fleet! NOW! All batteries, fire at will!" The mighty battleship's railguns spoke, sending tons of steel at the Goa'ould formation at c-fractional velocities. "Stand by torpedoes. Here they come!" The Krynnor warships swooped in, through withering fire from the escorts and cruisers. A squadron of B-95s released their payloads onto one Krynnor cruiser simultaneously, several hitting the engines. Its reactors cooked off as it slowly spun in space, dying.

"Conn, shields. Shield grid is failing; too much more of this and we'll be depending on the armor."

"This ship was designed to depend on armor. We'll live. Missile battery, target the Krynnor carriers and back ranking ships. Fire at will."

The fifty missile bays along the battleship's spine rippled off their missiles, which flew towards the ships being protected in the Krynnor rear.

"Helm, bring us fifteen degrees starboard. Port gun batteries, engage this battlecruiser," said the Commodore. "Torpedoes, fire."

Torpedoes leapt from their tubes as the port guns concentrated their fire. The ship was designed to deal out destruction in mass quantities, and it was doing its job well.

NRS Kensington

The Kensington hadn't quite taken its place in the formation before the Krynnor entered the system. Captain Wright had fired off his missiles as soon as targets presented themselves, hoping to sow enough discord for him and his charges to reach friendly lines. It worked; the EMP waves from the nuclear warheads even fried the systems on some ships that had lost shields to the mines. It had mostly worked, though his gunners and torpedo crew had fought a desperate action to keep the enemy from closing while he was still separate from the battle line. Now he was relatively safe, though his aft shields were somewhat the worse for wear. "Bring her around, fire at will."

"Aye, sir."

NRS Intrepid

The carrier's fighters were launched. Her few railguns fired to cover her withdrawal to the rear of the fleet to serve as command platform. "Comms, contact the Club, tell them weapons free.

"Yes, Admiral."

NRS Club

The task force's lone Warhammer class missile cruiser got right to work. She had 400 missiles to work with, and her captain intended to make good on them. He ordered his ship above the fleet axis to get a clear shot at the enemy. Once he had it, the missiles began to fly.

Shark Bait · Post by **Shark Bait** » 2004-05-04 12:49am

The Atlantian Ambasador finished communing with the psyonicist by showing him images of their six most populated worlds, yet he kept their exact locations secret for now anyway.

when the exchange concluded the ambasador looked up and thanked both Karsus, and his guard verbaly. He then asked if something was wrong he sensed conflict in the psyonicists mind that was focused towards something or someone that he could not determin exactly without intruding.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-04 12:53am

Suddenly, with the spectacular deaths of the last of the Goa'Uld interdictors, their burning wreckage smouldering in space. The Arcane fleet made the leap into the astral plane.

A few seconds later, they reappeared, Within weapons range, but with the Parasite fleet well within reach of the broadside weaponry. The line of battle, including the escort screen, opened fire. And death flew on iron wings.