STGOD 4 Game Thread

Straha · Post by **Straha** » 2004-05-16 12:48pm

Alyrium Denryle wrote:
"Monocoran transports, what on earth are you dropping off? Our government agreed to give you a loan, not to have you send ships down planetside under cloak."

The Monacoran Comm officer replied back.

"Loan? We bought this gold, you might be wanting another ship. And give me a minute on this dropping ships, hold on."

He pulled off his headset, and called out to the captain of the freighter.

"Hey chief! We dropping any ships off? Arcanists said we are..."

"Don't think so, last of the supply shuttles are coming and going though, hold on."

He walked over to a marine officer.

"Marine, we dropping any ships off?"

The marine merely shrugged and gave a sort of "I don't know" grunt.

Then turning back to the comm officer the captain shouted.

"I don't know what the hell they're talking about."

Pulling the headset back on the comm officer said back.

"We are not dropping ships off apparently. We could have had a couple piggy-backers, or we could be losing some air. We'll check it out in orbit, thanks for the heads-up."

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-16 01:03pm

"BAH! Damn beurocracy. Ours is small, but sweet mystra how did they accidentally label Githyanki loan papers as monocoran"

...

"Sir, they are lying, They have cloaked ships piggybacking..."

"Should we do something?"

"No... We can deal with this internally."

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-16 02:07pm

On Earth...

Raistlin, the speach still ongoing. made sure his eyes
He mutterred a spell subvocally(below normal human hearing) with his part of the speach

Dalamar, I want you to take that sniper out. Dont use your crossbow, you have other means.

Straha · Post by **Straha** » 2004-05-16 04:06pm

Darksider wrote:
Straha wrote:
Darksider wrote:The monacoarn military officials were led into a room with the emperor and High Admiral Nakema of the Krytos Star Navy

"Welcome gentlemen, please, sit down. Admiral Nakema has quite a show for you today. Admiral, if you will?"

"Certainly emperor."

Nakema turned to the Monacoarn commanders

"Let me introduce you to Aries."

The admiral activated a holoprojector that projected a set of specifications for a new type of starship

"This is the Aries class planetary assault cruiser. We have two prototypes under construction, and had planned to build as many as ten more, but with the recent buildup to fight the unknown machines that attacked earth, all of our shipyards are occupied with construction of existing designs. We'd like to use yours to build these things. We'll pay for the construction, as well of the construction of three more that your navy can keep if you let us.

"If you like, I can give a detailed breifing on the Aries class, what it's designed to do, and how it does it."
Admiral Nomura, leader of the delegation, merely nodded.

"Done deal. Though a more detailed briefing would be prefered. I know we can get you 50% of our ship-yards by the end of next month and, if the army agrees, we could double that by the end of the year."
"The Aries class is the first of our major naval vessels in over ten years to go without a fusion cannon, but that kind of armament dosen't suit the ships purpose. It is designed to attack an area of a planet with low yield warheads launched from five foreward firing capship missile launchers, and then land on the planet and begin deploying troops. While the troops are landing, it's PD guns will take out any enemy artillary shells and fighters that attempt to harras the deploying formations. Once the troops are deployed, the ship will raise it's shields and become a battlefield command center. Essentially a super fortified bunker with capital grade shielding, several meters of neo-duranium armor, and a full array of Point defense lasers and capital scale weapons."

The represenitives were very energetic.

"How many fighter/bombers could it carry, and how much cargo room does it have? This is wonderful, the army will support this without a doubt."

Darksider · Post by **Darksider** » 2004-05-16 04:18pm

::::::Carulan, Aries Briefing::::::::::

"She'll carry a single squadron of fighters and six bombers, or twelve fighter bombers. There's lots of room for troops. I believe the expected capacity is around ten thousand soldiers, and five hundred armored vehicles. Almost as much as a dedicated transport ship."

Thirdfain · Post by **Thirdfain** » 2004-05-16 05:30pm

Terra
Sol System

It was time. He was exposed, open before the lights and the Media. Bisat didn't need to think- he had trained for this moment for most of his life. Below him, he saw Michi move- she leaned across her table, kissing Desan passionately.

That's when it happened- a presence descended over the mind of Raistlin Majere, blanketing everything in a twenty-foot radius. It sprung from nowhere, like a fine layer of black ice turning the minds of those affected into elegant, fragile, useless statues. Magic fled along with will, shutting Raistlin off from all arcane sources, killing his robust web of defenses quite instantly. The complex weaves of arcane power were snuffed off; without the underlying energy fields that allowed magic to work, even the most powerful spells were nothing. The psionisists present were furious, trying to pinpoint the nebulous attack, and failing.

Majere's eyes opened wide- everything seemed to move in slow motion- the yelling of his guards as they dove to pull him back from the crowd, which caught his eye so fully. Every face was normal- his curse was gone. Joy bloomed in his paralyzed mind, as he saw for, the first time in millenia, the world as it was, the shroud that lay between the dead and living once again restored.

The synchronization was perfect. Binat fired.

It seemed to sprout from Raistlin's face- his shroud had covered his face almost entirey, leaving only his nose and jaw exposed. It was a flower of viscous read, blooming from his upper jaw, tinged with white specks of bone. The round penetrated his upper lip, and burrowed deep into his throat, before exploding. A thousand shards of metal ricocheted, his neck erupting spectacularly, blood showering onto the crowd and his Harper guards.

Raistlin Majere, member of the Arcane Council of Seven, slayer of Goddesses and eternally cursed, slumped headless to the ground, collapsing behind his furious, impotent guards.

The reaction was instant. Dalamar's killing spell lashed out, turning the sniper's nest into a hellish realm of twisted flesh and gore. Binat's death was agonising, as the wizard lashed out with his unhindred powers, rending flesh from bone. Dalamar's eyes glowed with vengeful fury, his face twisted into a visage of hatred.

Squads of Monacorans and Harpers were dispersing the crwods, running everywhere, searching violently. Helicopters would arrive soon, and armored vehicles full of soldiers. There would be police and investigators and the finest harpers. In the restaurant, Michi screamed continuously, women in their finery fainted, and men fell into disarray, waiting for the police to usher them out.

The front of the restaurant, though, was lit up beautifully, like nothing seen before. The tiny holoemitter Binat had placed powered up in response to the shot, bathing the facade of the restaurant with a massive image, right in front of the dozens of cameras. A fist, wrapped in broken chains, punching to the sky against the flag of the Covenant of God. The phrase was simple-

"Thus falls Tyrants. Free Ix'Agal!"

Rasitlin's blood ran into the gutter.

-ooc- Alyrium, if you want Dalamar to react some other way, so so and I will gladly change it. I am merely writting for effect.

admiral_danielsben · Post by **admiral_danielsben** » 2004-05-16 05:42pm

Straha wrote:
admiral_danielsben wrote:
Five individuals stepped off the shuttle. One was a female human. Another was male, a member of one of the humanoid Avean species. A third was... not of any one species - she had pointed ears, a slight greenish tinge, and eyes that seemed to look beyond appearance. The fourth also had pointed ears.... but was four feet tall, and had no greenish tinge. The fifth was an amphibian, walking semi-upright, remaining low to the ground. They approached the conference.
Ambassador Halifax and Welles walked out to meet the approaching delegation, guarded by a small army unit.

"Welcome to Earth. You are luckilly a little late for a diplomatic conferece that we were holding, however we are more then elated to greet you in the name of Monacora. Come, though you have to go through medical quarantine untill we can determine if you pose no danger to us, and vice versa, we can accompany you through this and discuss more important matters there."

"Understood" said the shortest member of the company. They entered the quarantine zone.

Hotfoot · Post by **Hotfoot** » 2004-05-16 05:47pm

Monacoran Space
Earth, Near Tiki Masala Restaurant

The lens of the sight glinted as Miguel tracked Raistlin’s movement from the Tiki Masala restaurant. Raistlin looked nervous as he conferred with the Monacoran Political Prince. No small wonder there, really. Miguel knew about the odd ways of the Arcanists, but he couldn’t let it get in the way of his job. For a moment, the mage looked up in his general direction, as if searching for something. Miguel made his move. A tremendous flash of light filled the streets as Miguel took his shot. He watched Raistlin fall, and his heart began to race. Following his training, he took shot after shot after shot, not wanting to waste this golden opportunity. The repeated flashes would reveal his location, but by now, it was too late to stop him. He had gotten what he had come for, and more. The image of Raistlin Majere lying dead on the ground was burned into his mind.

Straha · Post by **Straha** » 2004-05-16 06:38pm

Thirdfain wrote: The synchronization was perfect. Binat fired.

It seemed to sprout from Raistlin's face- his shroud had covered his face almost entirey, leaving only his nose and jaw exposed. It was a flower of viscous read, blooming from his upper jaw, tinged with white specks of bone. The round penetrated his upper lip, and burrowed deep into his throat, before exploding. A thousand shards of metal ricocheted, his neck erupting spectacularly, blood showering onto the crowd and his Harper guards.

The Prince felt the impact on his right side, and then felt guards push him to the ground. Around him he saw guards, some in the crowd, some in the restaurant, some with the prince, and a few on the roofs of the nearby buildings. The headless body of the Arcanist was on the ground now. The prince pushed one of his guards off, and stood up. With blood from his flechette wounds pouring down the side of his shirt he addressed the press.

"They will pay for this, we will not turn a blind eye."

Then he was rushed by his guards into a APC that had just arrived, and sent off to a hospital to be treated for his wounds.

Darksider · Post by **Darksider** » 2004-05-16 06:43pm

:::::::Carulan, Aries Briefing::::::::

The emperor got a call on his private communicator

"Your sure?"

"What information do you have?"

"What the hell do you mean "only what the news channels are saying"? You have the resources of the entire Empire's intelligence services and your telling me that the only thing you can give me is a god damnd VNN report?"

He turned to the Moncaorarn representatives.

"There has been an assasination on earth. The Arcane Ambassador is dead, and your Political prince has recived minor wounds."

Dahak · Post by **Dahak** » 2004-05-16 07:03pm

Aboard Verdandi, Orbit around Earth

<<Admiral,>> her assistant opened a channel, <<there are reports about an assasination on the planet.>>
<<Yes?>> she raised a virtual eyebrow. <<Who died?>>
<<The reports are still fresh, but it seems to be one of the Arcane ambassadors.>>
<<Oh my,>> she sighed. <<That's not going to go well with them. This planet is awfully dangerous, they should really work on their security.>>
<<Sir, I really think you should stay on the ship, and not go down anymore.>>
<<What's the worst that could happen? Another body to grow?>> she chuckled. <<We'll just wait and see. Oh, and send our condolences.>>

Pablo Sanchez · Post by **Pablo Sanchez** » 2004-05-16 08:36pm

Temesvar

Elanie was exploring the massive hedge maze behind the estate. Basil had noticed her systematic method of walking through the grounds. She was casing his house, but not necessarily in a threatening manner. It was probably reflexive, and in any case it would have taken her years to uncover everything.

She was at the center of the maze now, and he came upon her as she had paused to examine something there. It was a cage large enough to contain twenty humans, and next to it were racks for swords. Both were empty now. Basil allowed his stride to loosen and his steps to become more noisome. Elanie turned around to see him.

"What's this for?" she asked.

"Training for my guards. Twenty strong men were put in the cage, swords made available as the doors open. One dhampir must finish them all before they can escape, using nothing but a dagger," Basil explained.

"Sounds easy."

"While blindfolded," Basil elaborated.

"Ah. More difficult," she replied, "what did you come to say?"

Without preamble, he said, "Raistlin Majere is dead at the hands--rifle of an assassin, who is himself slain in turn. I can only assume that some sort of magic-suppressing device was used."

"That's... too bad," she said neutrally.

"No, it isn't. After sunset tomorrow we'll begin your own training."

He stepped back into a fold of the hedges, fading into the shadow. Then he was gone.

...

Basil reappeared in his offices as a mist which rapidly congealed into his normal physical form. His majordomo, Philip, was waiting for him.

"She's very good," Philip said.

Basil smiled, "Better than you."

"Maybe. But... she's going to find out eventually, what will you do then?" the servant asked the master.

"Find out what?"

"You know of what I speak," Philip said, "she will be angry. Perhaps even murderous."

"In my direction? She might rage at the wind but it would not be the worse for her efforts. And she doesn't know anything," Basil said.

"She will. What will you do?"

The lord considered, "What once she was, she is no longer. I will remind her of that fact. And if she proves unreasonable I will take all necessary action."

"You and Casimir are too clever for your own good," Philip said, turning now to prepare some reports.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-17 09:26am

(Because Thirdfain said he would change it. I will do so with my post)

Dalamar had teleported behind the assassin just as the shot was fired. His hands around some fine wire, he silently placed it around the bastards neck and tightened his grip. the wire removed his head cleanly, and raistlin trapped the soulin a gem

He saw a second shot ring out, and teleported again.

This time he got behind the sniper and snapped his neck. Also trapping his soul in a gem
He then gathered the bodies and lay their lifeless corpses at the feet of the Monocoan police commissioner.

Straha · Post by **Straha** » 2004-05-17 10:28am

Alyrium Denryle wrote:(Because Thirdfain said he would change it. I will do so with my post)

Dalamar had teleported behind the assassin just as the shot was fired. His hands around some fine wire, he silently placed it around the bastards neck and tightened his grip. the wire removed his head cleanly, and raistlin trapped the soulin a gem

He saw a second shot ring out, and teleported again.

This time he got behind the sniper and snapped his neck. Also trapping his soul in a gem
He then gathered the bodies and lay their lifeless corpses at the feet of the Monocoan police commissioner.

The commissioner looked at the corpses at his feet and picked up one of them.

"You killed him?"

The Arcanist merely gave a nod.

After doing a quick wallet check the commissioner stood up.

"I am placing you under arrest for the murder of Miguel Rodriguez, you have the right to remain silent under questioning, you have the right to an attorney, do you have any questions?"

Behind the speachless mage two police officers restrained his hands with handcuffs, and lead him away.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-17 10:43am

"I am Dalamar Du'Urden, Apprentice to Raistlin majere and agent of the Arcane Empire. I have a letter of marque and am authorized to defend my Shalafi and am therefore technically immune to murder charges. You will notice the rifle, still in the asssassins hand. You will be able to match it to rounds in the wall of the restaraunt and lodged in what is left of my masters head. You may speak to your political prince and my government. Both knew I was here. I also have the entire incedent on film."

Hotfoot · Post by **Hotfoot** » 2004-05-17 10:54am

Monacoran Space
Earth, Near Tiki Masala Restaurant

The last thing Miguel remembered was being grabbed from behind by powerful arms, and then astounding pain as his spine was viciously broken in two at the neck. His body went limp, and the holo-camera he had used to take shots of the assassination of Raistlin Majere slipped from his hands, kept from falling to the floor by a neck strap that pulled his head to an unnatural angle. On the right breast pocket of his vest hung a simple identity card, “Miguel Rodriguez, Photojournalist, GCN”.

Straha · Post by **Straha** » 2004-05-17 12:17pm

Alyrium Denryle wrote:"I am Dalamar Du'Urden, Apprentice to Raistlin majere and agent of the Arcane Empire. I have a letter of marque and am authorized to defend my Shalafi and am therefore technically immune to murder charges. You will notice the rifle, still in the asssassins hand. You will be able to match it to rounds in the wall of the restaraunt and lodged in what is left of my masters head. You may speak to your political prince and my government. Both knew I was here. I also have the entire incedent on film."

"You killed a journalist. We'll thank you for killing the assassin, but you killed a journalist by your own admission. We'll be wanting that film too. Do you have a lawyer, or do you want us to contact Legal Aid for you?"

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-17 01:32pm

"My Godess that was a photojournalist... I am however familiar with your laws and can act in my own defense. It is perfectly legal under Executive Priviledge, Capital Police, and Secret Service operations to take out a percieved sniper with an anti-sniper unit. Which is what I am. Stated in my Letter of Marque. A photographer in the positition of a sniper."

(OOC: Hotfoot that was fucked up, no reasonable person would conclude that that man was a photographer based on your posts)

Straha · Post by **Straha** » 2004-05-17 01:39pm

Alyrium Denryle wrote:My Godess that was a photojournalist... I have a lawyer but that will not be necessary. Do you have provisions for a plea bargaining?

The Commissioner nodded.

"We do, yes, but that has to wait a while."

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-17 01:43pm

Straha wrote:
Alyrium Denryle wrote:My Godess that was a photojournalist... I have a lawyer but that will not be necessary. Do you have provisions for a plea bargaining?
The Commissioner nodded.

"We do, yes, but that has to wait a while."

(OOC: Changed the post to reflect current US legal action)

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-17 01:52pm

An idea popped into Dalamars head

"I have his soul, trapped in a gem. You have control over Goa'Uld Sarcophogi, said to be able to bring people back from the dead(and I assume they do actually work) Would it be possible to reverse this entire situation, and ressurect him?"

Hotfoot · Post by **Hotfoot** » 2004-05-17 02:07pm

Monacoran Space
High Earth Orbit
Superdreadnought Antaeus

Fleet Admiral Radim watched the assassination again in slow motion. The number of different video and trideo recordings let him watch from virtually any angle he wanted. The first man in a window went down, his head rolling from his body. Then the second one, his neck snapped by powerful blue-gray arms. The fact that they had such an agent nearby for no good reason spoke volumes.

“Well sir, what do you think?” Harris watched grimly with the Admiral, knowing that the fallout of this couldn’t be goood.

“Well fuck any summer vacations we might have had in Magical Arcane space, Harris. Send down a fucking diplomat, make sure he’s got a full Groundform escort. Get back our boy, check him out. Make sure we get anything of his from the fucker that killed him.”

“Want me to pass on anything to the newshounds?”

“Tell them to go fuck themselves. Nicely.”

“Will do sir.”

Within an hour, Susan Weatherly, the Consortium diplomat assigned to Monacoran space, touched down on Earth where Dalamar was being held, requesting the body, personal effects, and so forth of Miguel Rodriguez.

admiral_danielsben · Post by **admiral_danielsben** » 2004-05-17 03:20pm

admiral_danielsben wrote:
Straha wrote:
admiral_danielsben wrote:
Five individuals stepped off the shuttle. One was a female human. Another was male, a member of one of the humanoid Avean species. A third was... not of any one species - she had pointed ears, a slight greenish tinge, and eyes that seemed to look beyond appearance. The fourth also had pointed ears.... but was four feet tall, and had no greenish tinge. The fifth was an amphibian, walking semi-upright, remaining low to the ground. They approached the conference.
Ambassador Halifax and Welles walked out to meet the approaching delegation, guarded by a small army unit.

"Welcome to Earth. You are luckilly a little late for a diplomatic conferece that we were holding, however we are more then elated to greet you in the name of Monacora. Come, though you have to go through medical quarantine untill we can determine if you pose no danger to us, and vice versa, we can accompany you through this and discuss more important matters there."
"Understood" said the shortest member of the company. They entered the quarantine zone.

"We ae interested in diplomatic and trade negotiations between the Union and your nation-state. Our current interests are in opening both. Please state your terms."

Straha · Post by **Straha** » 2004-05-17 03:56pm

Alyrium Denryle wrote:"My Godess that was a photojournalist... I am however familiar with your laws and can act in my own defense. It is perfectly legal under Executive Priviledge, Capital Police, and Secret Service operations to take out a percieved sniper with an anti-sniper unit. Which is what I am. Stated in my Letter of Marque. A photographer in the positition of a sniper."

"I advise you to shut up, this is being recorded and that will be taken as a confession. Letters of Marque are a matter for the courts, not me, don't worry though we'll keep you nice and safe."

With that the Police tossed Dalamar into a holding pen with five other criminals awaiting araignment.

Straha · Post by **Straha** » 2004-05-17 03:58pm

admiral_danielsben wrote:
admiral_danielsben wrote:
Straha wrote: Ambassador Halifax and Welles walked out to meet the approaching delegation, guarded by a small army unit.

"Welcome to Earth. You are luckilly a little late for a diplomatic conferece that we were holding, however we are more then elated to greet you in the name of Monacora. Come, though you have to go through medical quarantine untill we can determine if you pose no danger to us, and vice versa, we can accompany you through this and discuss more important matters there."
"Understood" said the shortest member of the company. They entered the quarantine zone.
"We ae interested in diplomatic and trade negotiations between the Union and your nation-state. Our current interests are in opening both. Please state your terms."

"Sorry about the delay, things are rather... tricky up above.

"We are more than open to a free trade agreement between our two nations, aswellas a potential military defense pact between us as well. Would you be willing to agree to either of these?"