Spartacus 2083: Live Free or Die!
Posted: 2003-08-06 08:17pm
WARNING: Contains giant robots. Freeform rewrites of the laws of physics as necessary also included. May become either an RP or a fanfic, depending.
Spartacus 2083 - Live Free or Die!
In the year 2060, an alien power arrived in orbit around Earth and announced that from now on, the Earth was under the control of the Interstellar League. While they refused to supply any new technology or even have much contact with the various Earthbound factions, they restricted warfare to pre-gunpowder technology. When the powers attempted to strike at the aliens, their missiles were shot from the sky and retaliatory strikes scorched capitals from the Earth’s surface. Washington, London, Paris, Berlin, Johannesburg, Moscow, Beijing, New Delhi and Tokyo were all ruined in the first strike. Humanity - restrained against their will, and without their consent - grew increasingly resentful of their distant, arrogant alien overlords, occasionally testing the battlereadiness of the Interstellar League’s powerful orbital fortresses with the remaining power of their nuclear arsenals; the nuclear missile submarines that lurked undetected and undetectable beneath the surface of the Earth's oceans. Meanwhile, the Western Alliance (a militarization of the old Organization of American States, led by the powerful industrial tetrad of the United States, Canada, Brazil and Mexico) began to develop its two most powerful weapons. The first was the space battleship. Developed in secret spaceshipyards constructed deep under Brazil were the first ships of this type – the Missouri, the Magnificent, the Sao Paolo and the Victoria. These ships were developed with what little alien war technology the Western Alliance had been able to steal from their oppressors.
But the true triumph of the new human technology was the Mekton. A space fighter developed for special missions, the Mekton was an armored war machine in the shape of a human, with powerful vernier thrusters in its limbs. Invested with the best technology humanity could create, it combined the armor and firepower of a main battle tank with the agility of a jet fighter.
For two decades, in utter secrecy the Western Alliance forces trained. Then, on 30 January 2081, it was time to attack. The four space warships, disguised as heavy launch vehicles for a new space station (which was the official cover for the project), blasted into orbit among the complacent League overseers. When the ships blew their covering HLV frames, however, the battle was immediately joined, alien battlestations trading broadsides with human warships, while the Mekton forces scrambled to destroy and defeat the terrible, city-wrecking beam cannons that had wrought so much havoc on the Earth’s people. From below, two-stage surface-to-orbit missiles rose from hidden submarines and air-to-orbit ones from mighty bombers from mighty B-52 bombers that had been “converted to cargo planes," for subjected Humanity intended fully to pay a deadly tribute to her alien conquerors.
It was the last great mission of the BUFF. Half of the airplanes, painstakingly refurbished by the U.S. Air Force, didn’t even make it off the ground, either fried by space-to-surface energy fire or their ancient, brittle wings shattering on takeoff, sending their valiant crews plummeting into the ground below. Countless crew members perished with their airplanes, making the final sacrifice to free the Earth. But the planes that made it to their launch points sent their two-missile Skybolt salvos into the blue, for the salvation of their world.
When the battle ended, Magnificent and Sao Paolo had been riven to wreckage; Missouri and Victoria were harrowed and wounded, their crews exhausted but victorious. On the deck of Missouri, the League’s Terran overseer signed the League’s surrender of Sol System. But the alien forces swore they would return, leaving – for now – humanity’s cradle to her valiant defenders.
It is now 2083. The rebuilding of Terra’s military might proceeds apace, because Humanity does not know when the Interstellar League shall return. We know only that when they do, they will be met with fire and steel.
Spartacus 2083 - Live Free or Die!
In the year 2060, an alien power arrived in orbit around Earth and announced that from now on, the Earth was under the control of the Interstellar League. While they refused to supply any new technology or even have much contact with the various Earthbound factions, they restricted warfare to pre-gunpowder technology. When the powers attempted to strike at the aliens, their missiles were shot from the sky and retaliatory strikes scorched capitals from the Earth’s surface. Washington, London, Paris, Berlin, Johannesburg, Moscow, Beijing, New Delhi and Tokyo were all ruined in the first strike. Humanity - restrained against their will, and without their consent - grew increasingly resentful of their distant, arrogant alien overlords, occasionally testing the battlereadiness of the Interstellar League’s powerful orbital fortresses with the remaining power of their nuclear arsenals; the nuclear missile submarines that lurked undetected and undetectable beneath the surface of the Earth's oceans. Meanwhile, the Western Alliance (a militarization of the old Organization of American States, led by the powerful industrial tetrad of the United States, Canada, Brazil and Mexico) began to develop its two most powerful weapons. The first was the space battleship. Developed in secret spaceshipyards constructed deep under Brazil were the first ships of this type – the Missouri, the Magnificent, the Sao Paolo and the Victoria. These ships were developed with what little alien war technology the Western Alliance had been able to steal from their oppressors.
But the true triumph of the new human technology was the Mekton. A space fighter developed for special missions, the Mekton was an armored war machine in the shape of a human, with powerful vernier thrusters in its limbs. Invested with the best technology humanity could create, it combined the armor and firepower of a main battle tank with the agility of a jet fighter.
For two decades, in utter secrecy the Western Alliance forces trained. Then, on 30 January 2081, it was time to attack. The four space warships, disguised as heavy launch vehicles for a new space station (which was the official cover for the project), blasted into orbit among the complacent League overseers. When the ships blew their covering HLV frames, however, the battle was immediately joined, alien battlestations trading broadsides with human warships, while the Mekton forces scrambled to destroy and defeat the terrible, city-wrecking beam cannons that had wrought so much havoc on the Earth’s people. From below, two-stage surface-to-orbit missiles rose from hidden submarines and air-to-orbit ones from mighty bombers from mighty B-52 bombers that had been “converted to cargo planes," for subjected Humanity intended fully to pay a deadly tribute to her alien conquerors.
It was the last great mission of the BUFF. Half of the airplanes, painstakingly refurbished by the U.S. Air Force, didn’t even make it off the ground, either fried by space-to-surface energy fire or their ancient, brittle wings shattering on takeoff, sending their valiant crews plummeting into the ground below. Countless crew members perished with their airplanes, making the final sacrifice to free the Earth. But the planes that made it to their launch points sent their two-missile Skybolt salvos into the blue, for the salvation of their world.
When the battle ended, Magnificent and Sao Paolo had been riven to wreckage; Missouri and Victoria were harrowed and wounded, their crews exhausted but victorious. On the deck of Missouri, the League’s Terran overseer signed the League’s surrender of Sol System. But the alien forces swore they would return, leaving – for now – humanity’s cradle to her valiant defenders.
It is now 2083. The rebuilding of Terra’s military might proceeds apace, because Humanity does not know when the Interstellar League shall return. We know only that when they do, they will be met with fire and steel.
