SSTGOD - The Gnome Wars

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2003-08-05 02:04pm

"Damn, when did he get a cloak we recaptured the WRAITH. He must of copied the cloak from the WRAITH. Agent Smith get me 3rd Impact."

"Yes sir."

"3RD IMPACT I WANT YOU TO DEPLOY ALL THE WIZARD CLASS HUNTER SHIPS YOU HAVE. WE NEED TO FIND HIM SOON."

"Smith, activate the cloak and set course for Mage Space."

Rye · Post by **Rye** » 2003-08-05 02:09pm

"DGG, i heard your distress signal and was in the neighbourhood, i trust this wouldn't be a bad time to pay you a visit?"

The vast orange station slides as only a moon-sized orange contruction can, frontal batteries blasting super caustic destructive force onto the offending mage ships.

Tactical officer: "one mage ship's reactor's critical, it's gonna blow!"

A bright light explodes on the viewscreen and the tagetting sensors reaffirm on the other mage ships.

The streaks of orange death streak across the darkness and impact on the remaining ships' shields, which are now turning on their axes and making for the local jumpgate.

Before they get there, there's a characterisitic buildup of energy and a gateway opens.

Rye: "what the hell is that?"

science officer: "I have no idea sir..it appears to be a gnome-mage hybrid vessel, unknown configuration"

Rye: "This is worse than i thought. Bring the station in front of the Gnomania's Pride, shield them, target the unknown vessel."

The unknown vessel opens fire on the two mage ships with some new kind of weapon and they fly apart like burnt paper.

Rye looks distressed. Those ships still had mage shielding active.
Rye: "Hail them, keep gunports open."

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2003-08-05 02:29pm

Fisher and his Ghosts are in mage space and are stroling, undercover, through a mage fueling station, when a news bulletin flash across a news screen.

"TODAY MAGE SHIPS HAVE ATTACKED INVADING SEGNOR SHIPS. MAGE NAVY SPOKEPERSON BAGHDAD BOB ISSUED A PRESS RELEASE: THE GNOMES HAVE BEEN REPULSED. WE SUFFERED LIGHT INJURIES BUT TOTALLY KILLED THE GNOMES. THE RUMORS OF A REBEL GNOME KILLING AND RAID FUEL DEPOTS IS JUST A RUMOR. IN OTHER NEWS..."

Fisher and his men huddle up and discuss what they have heard.

"I think we should stay here for a little while longer."

"Well boss, we should really get out of here."

"Ok lets get out of here."

As Fishers men are flying off they come under attack from the MAGE NAVY.

"MAYDA.....UNDER ATTACK.....NEED...ESCUE....PLEAS....HEL...MAY....DA...HELP!!!

Darth Garden Gnome · Post by **Darth Garden Gnome** » 2003-08-05 02:38pm

Agent Fisher wrote:<snip> As Fishers men are flying off they come under attack from the MAGE NAVY.

"MAYDA.....UNDER ATTACK.....NEED...ESCUE....PLEAS....HEL...MAY....DA...HELP!!!

*DGG sits back in chair, as he and Rye witness the complete obliteration of the Mage starships; Rye begins to hail and DGG listens intentley when...*

BRIDGE OFFICER: Sir, we're picking up a GIA distress signal. They've fallen under attack by the Mages!

ME: But how, they were in perfect disguise? (reciever:) MAY....DA...HELP!!!

No time...Rye, you stay here and and see if you can open up a channel with our guest. I'll accompany the Deep Freeze, Gnomish Terror and Death Squadron while we rescue Fisher. Let's go!

*the Gnomania's Pride soars to Fisher's rescue along with the rest of the fleet*

ME: ETA?

COMPUTER: 5 minutes.

ME: Hang in there...

Companion Cube · Post by **Companion Cube** » 2003-08-05 02:43pm

Agent Fisher wrote: "3RD IMPACT I WANT YOU TO DEPLOY ALL THE WIZARD CLASS HUNTER SHIPS YOU HAVE. WE NEED TO FIND HIM SOON."

**Encoded Transmission**
Got it, sir. We;ve got the border secured as best we can, and the Hunters are on the way.

**End Transmission**

3rd turned to the Don't..'s Captain.

Captain, get the Don't ready for departure. The GIA fleet can hold the border, but we're going after Agent Fisher. That distress call we intercepted sounded urgent...

And with that, the Don't Say I Didn't Warn You peeled away from the rest of the Fleet, followed by a pair of Battlecruisers that dwarfed the smaller Frigate.

Companion Cube · Post by **Companion Cube** » 2003-08-05 02:44pm

**Encoded Transmission**

DGG, mind if we accompany you?

**End Transmission**

Darth Garden Gnome · Post by **Darth Garden Gnome** » 2003-08-05 02:50pm

3rd Impact wrote:**Encoded Transmission**

DGG, mind if we accompany you?

**End Transmission**

At your leisure, gentlemen.

TOTAL FLEET NUMBERS:
1 Super-Class Gnome Star Destroyer
3 Gnome Star Destroyers
2 Gnome Battlecruisers
1 Frigate
1 wing of starfighters

ME: All ships, prepare to exit hyperspace. All guns charged and ready to go! Shields up! Exiting hyperspace in 3...2...1...

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2003-08-05 02:57pm

When DGG arrives he finds the wreckage of three GIA ships. The crews were able to slip into their Ghost armor which would allow them to surive in the hard vacumm of space. Only 5 out of a combined crew of 30 survived the battle. However 3 of the survivors were captured by the Mage navy. Fisher and another agent are rescued.

"3rd Impact I want you to rescue those men. No one gets left behind."

Companion Cube · Post by **Companion Cube** » 2003-08-05 02:59pm

Agent Fisher wrote:When DGG arrives he finds the wreckage of three GIA ships. The crews were able to slip into their Ghost armor which would allow them to surive in the hard vacumm of space. Only 5 out of a combined crew of 30 survived the battle. However 3 of the survivors were captured by the Mage navy. Fisher and another agent are rescued.

"3rd Impact I want you to rescue those men. No one gets left behind."

Roger that. I'll send an infiltrator ship immediately. Hell, i'll even lead the mission myself. We'll get those men back.

A few minutes later, a cloaked infiltration craft detached itself from the underside of the Don't Say I Didn't Warn You. Within seconds it had disappeared into hyperspace.

Rye · Post by **Rye** » 2003-08-05 03:03pm

Darth Garden Gnome wrote:
No time...Rye, you stay here and and see if you can open up a channel with our guest. I'll accompany the Deep Freeze, Gnomish Terror and Death Squadron while we rescue Fisher. Let's go!

The enormous orange station rotates slowly in the darkness.

"Sir incoming hail!"

The screen coagulates into activity.

ICE:"Greetings Rye. I'm not who you think i am. I am a future Ice, from one possible future, i was sent back through time to help you capture and reprogram me in this time, which, would eventually lead to the defeat of the black mages and the assimilation of their culture and technology."

Rye sits quizzically in his chair, mulling over this new information.

Rye: "prove it."

Future Ice: "Look at my ship, Rye. Send over a boarding party, i don't care."

Rye looks to his transport officer: "do it."

Several orange clones appear on the viewscreen, searching the other ship.

"sir, it appears to be true, this tech is beyond anything we have at the moment, and there are aspects of orange biotech, gnome and mage tech, and an operating panel for a "chronoshift array"." said the orange, making the inverted commas gesticulation with his banana hand.

"Rye, honestly, this technology is vital for the upcoming battle with Ice. I remember it when it happened to me the first time. So i brought along some friends, to minimise gnome casualties in this time."

Several more of the bizarre hybrid ships appear seemingly from nowhere.

Rye: "holy crap! they were all around us and we had no idea. Very well. Lay in a course for where the fugitive ice is, with the rest of the fleet."

The orange station turns around and enters hyperspace, only to be overtook by the futuristic craft.

Rye: "ETA?"

Navigation officer: "5 minutes. Our friends here may get there before us though"

Rye gazed up at the viewscreen, the 10 bizarre looking craft were speeding away from the station, leaving a fine blue vapourtrail.

Rye tapped his fingers tentatively...this just didn't feel right.

Companion Cube · Post by **Companion Cube** » 2003-08-05 03:16pm

Aboard the GIA infiltration craft Stiletto, the pilot turned in his seat and addressed his co-pilot.

We've acquired the enemy vessel believed to have taken our Agents, a Black Mage Destroyer. Tell the troops.

As the co-pilot spoke over the intercom, the Destroyer hove into visual range as the Stiletto approached, with it's cloaks up. The plan was to infiltrate the ship by cutting through the hull near the bridge.

A few moments later, the Stilletto was level with the Destroyer. Matching velocities, it oriented it's cutting ring with the enemy vessel's hull, and moved into contact.

In the troop compartment, all was silent as the Ghost commandoes checked their weaponry and equipment.

Ok, we all know what to do? Great. The sound of the ring cutting through the Destroyer's hull became audible. Let's go, Gentlemen.

Quickly the commandoes flooded through the breach and towards the detention section.

It was over within half an hour.

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2003-08-05 03:18pm

Once Fisher returns to the ORCA WRAITH he resumes command. While 3rd Impact is busy rescuing the Ghosts. Fisher sets course for the GIA HQ.

GIA HQ: Location CLASSIFIED
Fisher is sitting in his office recovering from the battle.

The door opens and an aide steps in.

"Sir here is the latest news from Rye's station. They say they have meet a future version of Ice."

"Get the ORCA WRAITH ready and set course for that station. I have a few questions for this 'future' Ice."

The ORCA WRAITH meets up with the Orange station and the ships from the future.

"Well Rye what do we got?"

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2003-08-05 03:48pm

Once Fisher arrives at Rye's station he learns that someone from the future wants to speak with him.

As Fisher walks into an interrigation room he stops dead in his tracks.

There sitting right in front of him is himself.

Well you wanted to talk to me?

Yes, I did.

Well, how do I know you are really me?

The future Fisher motions for Fisher to lean forward and whispers something in his ear.

Fisher then sits back down and decides to trust this man.

Well what do you have to say.

I came back to warn you. Those men that were captured have been broken and turned. Also the one that you have beeen searching for, Ice, well lets just say this thing goes beyond the punny Black Mages. The time frame I am from, I am the only founding SEGNOR member still in service. The rest are all 'retired'. Ice may seem all nice but he will betray SEGNOR. You cannot let him live. I only lived because I pertended to support him.

Why, what happens if he lives? You must tell me now!!

The future Fisher just sits back and shakes his head.

I am sorry Fisher. You just have to find out on your own.

Post by **RogueIce** » 2003-08-05 04:56pm

[OOC: I don't feel like logging out and logging back in to be Ice in this TGOD every time I have to switch roles. So... The cyan colored text will be Ice, and when it's me, RogueIce, it'll be normal text.]

Excellent...it is all going according to plan...

As Rye's ships and the hybrid craft fly ever closer to the command ship, Final Thaw, Ice turns to his weapons master.

"Lock on...and fire."

Streams of Citric Gridfiredokens, powered by the Logic/UnLogic reactors, a far more powerful version of the Gnome's L/AL, and with Reality/Anti-Reality fields surrounding the beams to defeat the R/UR shielding, fire toward the Orange ships, decimating them, one by one.

"All ships, evasive action! Get out of here!"

As the escorts provide their own fire, the retreating orange ships are crippled, then destroyed, one by one...

Finally, the orange space station, heavily damaged and very nearly crippled, makes it's escape, leaving behind scattered wreckage of orange ships...and no Gnome/BM/Orange (GBMO) losses.

Content, Ice sits back, and presses a button on his command chair.

Aboard the Deep Freeze, following his Leader into an almost certain conflict with the Black Mage forces, a strange feeling suddenly overtakes RogueIce.

"What...the..."

"Sir?" inquires one of his aides? "Sir?!"

As RogueIce collapses, the fleet drops out of hyperspace.

"MEDICS!!!!" cries the frantic aide. "Get the Gnomania on the Comm, Ensign, and alert our Leader as to what has happened!"

Rye · Post by **Rye** » 2003-08-05 06:22pm

The Orange Star lurches erratically through the eddies and currents of hyperspace, and hides in a small warped patch.

Rye: "Report! What the hell happened?"

Tactical Officer: "It was treachery sir, we were ambushed from both sides, battle reports indicate several gnome ships limping around in hyperspace."

Rye: "I knew it didn't feel right. What about us?"

Tactical Officer: "All our heavy cruisers were terminated apart from the 10 in reserve, we took some bad damage sir, but the bioarmour is healing itself, rather slower than expected. Jump engines and warp engines online but shaky...citruslaser batteries operational on 2/3rds of the station's surface. Supercitruslaser is out of action."

Rye: "Hmmm, i wonder why that could be...perhaps they have a base in a planet somewhere? Don't want the planet getting blown away...What planets are in the area?"

Navigation Officer: "Just one. A colony in the gnome-mage disputed zone."

Rye: "when we're repaired, set a course."

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2003-08-05 07:35pm

Once Fisher returned to GIA HQ, he learned that Rye's ship had been attacked. He then dispatched four GIA battlecruisers to help Rye's ship

Ice · Post by **Ice** » 2003-08-05 08:48pm

[OOC again: Just want to boost the postcount a bit.

Ice is plaintext, RogueIce will be redtext.]

RogueIce comes to in the Sick Bay of his ship, the Deep Freeze.

"What happened?"

One of the aides replies, "We transmitted to Darth Garden Gnome that you had fallen, and he ordered our ship out of the area before the battle commenced. We don't know any more than that at this time, sir."

He looked at one of the MedTechs, and inquired, "What's wrong with me?" He then looks at his body for the first time. "Human form? When...?"

"Sir, we had to replace you in your human body. For some odd reason, none of the Gnomish bodies would function properly."

"What?" Confused, he tried to digest this information. He then glanced at his aide. "Doesn't Ice have a human body form currently?"

"Yes sir, he has never taken a Gnomish form, though he did, at last report, possess a Gnomish Fleet Uniform."

RogueIce laid back on the bed, digesting this new information, and wondering what it all meant.

Ice wandered the surface of his latest conquest, a planet along the Gnome/Mage border.

"Most excellent. We shall build our base here. Deploy the Fleet in defensive positions, and enact plan Alpha-Six."

"Yes, my Lord."

Recalling the outcome of the previous day's battle, he had an additional thought. He stopped the departing soldier.

"And prepare our little "surprise" for that Orange Star battle station. I think it will be here shortly..."

"Yes, my Lord."

Ice · Post by **Ice** » 2003-08-05 08:58pm

"Open a channel to the Black Mage known as SirNitram," commanded Ice.

"Yes, my Lord. Transmission commencing."

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2003-08-06 01:10pm

Fisher is cruising through space when he meets up with the Deep Freeze. Fisher hails the ship.

HEY ROGUEICE, I HEARD YOU HAD A COLAPSE. WHAT HAPPENED? DID ICE HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT?

Post by **RogueIce** » 2003-08-06 01:52pm

"Incoming transmission from a GIA source, sir."

"Put it on."

RogueIce listens to the question, and responds. "We're not sure yet. But it's possible. None of my Gnomish bodies will work any more, only my human one."

Rye · Post by **Rye** » 2003-08-06 02:03pm

Rye hails his homeplanet from hyperspace.

Rye: "Ahhh, my good captain, we just had our asses handed to us, it's time to put the plan "Omega Naranja" in effect."

The captain looks pale.

Captain: "You...you are sure my liege?"

Rye: "Hell yes. This is a unique situation where it's very possible the enemy knows our most likely battle plans. We're fighting a superior technology from the future, and Omega Naranja project may hold the key to win the day."

Captain: "Sir, i will do as you wish, Omega Naranja is now in effect. But what if the mages, or The evil HAB see it? We'll have nothing to fall back on!"

Rye: "I'm well aware of that. If we fall, Ice would be able to take down us and all our rivals anyway, we'll just have to go all out or become extinct."

Captain: "Yes my liege."

The viewscreen goes black, Rye turns to his console and loads up winamp. He plays the Apocalyptica cover of nothing else matters by metallica and ponders the ramifications of activating the Omega Naranja.

Rye: "Perhaps it's too early...perhaps we're not ready...perhaps it's something the universe is not meant to meddle with....it is however our only hope, against this new enemy..."

Darth Garden Gnome · Post by **Darth Garden Gnome** » 2003-08-06 03:48pm

[OOC: Weee! Switching from the ME: blah blah format to "blah blah" format cause I feel like it!]

"RougeIce, I understand you're not having an easy time given your current rejection of Gnomish bodies, but the time to uncover that mystery is not now. I need your assistance on a mission of the utmost importance. Can you relieve command of the Deep Freeze to a subordinate at present time? We need to recall the battle fleet back to Gnomania. This foe is beyond our ships now...we'll have to go it alone. Are you ready, RougeIce?"

*DGG boards a Midget-Class attack fighter, and departs from the Gnomania's Pride, target locked on to Neutral-base 0X-1 (Ice's current HQ)*

"Send a coded transmission to Rye. Tell him to prepare...the weapon...Agent Fisher, I hope we can expect reinforcements from the GIA. I'm out to meet with the enemy first hand. The fate of the Gnomes, no, the universe, hinges on us now. Engage hyperdrive!"

*the Midget fighter disspears into the swirling void a hyperspace, dead set on 0X-1. DGG tightens his grip on the Gnomish Broadsword of Stubbiness; a violent struggle is at hand*

Post by **RogueIce** » 2003-08-06 03:58pm

RogueIce boards his F/A-18RI, the Deep Freeze II after leaving orders to his loyal Captain to return to Gnomish Space.

"Roger that, sir. Wait for me. He's my mess... I'll clean it up."

Back aboard the Deep Freeze, a GTR soldier is making a routine check of the area, when he notices something strange about the Captain's door. He walks in, and see the Captain of the Deep Freeze on the deck, apparently attacked, and unmoving.

"What the..." mutters the soldier, as he slowly backs out of the room. He then feels a slight burning sensation at his back, and then he feels no more.

"Incoming coded transmission from Agent C-1, m'lord."

"Excellent. Put him on screen," replies Ice.

"Sir," begins the transmission...from a near perfect clone of the Deep Freeze's Captain. "it is as you have commanded. RogueIce and Darth Garden Gnome are on their way. They have ordered reinforcements from the GIA to join them. And, according to the ship's computer, the Oranges are preparing some new device. It is known as Omega Naranja to them, my lord."

"Excellent, Captain. Keep me informed."

"Aye aye, sir." With a dutiful bow, his image faded.

My clones are no longer limited to a monochromatic likeness... thought Ice. It is a success!

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2003-08-06 05:45pm

Fisher, after receiving the transmission from DGG, orders 1/4 of the GIA Fleet to proceed with DGG. He sends 1/2 the fleet to remain on station at the GIA HQ. Fisher then takes whats left and goes on a secert mission that he received from his future self.

I only hope I am not to late!

:OOC who is going to right the battle and also with my mission will take effect just after the battle.:

Rye · Post by **Rye** » 2003-08-06 06:08pm

Rye: "send a message to homeworld, after the Omega Naranja is activated, bring it to us, along with reinforcements....engineering...how is our repair coming?"

Engineering: "sir, we are almost fully repaired. The bioarmour appears to have evolved somewhat to the bizarre hybrid weapon used on us...they shouldn't hurt us as much next time."

Rye: "and engines, citrussuperlaser?"

Engineering: "operational. All in all, we were very lucky, sir."

Rye: "i understand that."

Rye ponders the use of the omega naranja....this is one of those points in history that will turn out very smart or very stupid. The black project had been in development for years now, and noone truly knew how effective it would be, or the full extent of what it could do.

Rye: "Communications. transmit our coordinates, find out when the omega naranja is going to be active"

Comm: "It's active now sir...it's already halfway here."

Rye: "Amazing. Excellent. It's status?"

Comm: "They say running above all predicted estimates."

Rye: "Impressive. ETA?"

Comm: "Only a few minutes sir."

Rye spins around in his chair, clearly pleasantly surprised.