Planet 22-3-46

[Ranholn]

four silver blobs crash landed onto the primitive planet. They hit with massive force sending the native flora off in every direction, the vast friction they had gathered starting a fire around them. the four masses of silver pooled, the beasts of the vast forest running from he crash site.

In deep orbit around the planet a arrow shaped craft devoid of an distinguishing marks. Across its surface different sensors kept scanning the area around them. In it a mass of different shapes and forms moved about the entire vessel, each hall and room used for some system, scanner or weapon. Their was no bunker for sleep, or any mess hall for food. It was designed for efficiency and cold-heartedness. In a large room, full of difference consuls, multiple human like shapes were attached to them around the room. In the center, the only shape with any form of life. A silver and gold woman like figure. She wore a red dress, and a silken sash. On her lap was the only living thing on the ship, a small feline creature, she petted it slowly. Her blue eyes emotionless, her face shifting and simmering slightly. A slit opened on it an formed a mouth and spoke with a slight melodic voice "Send the reformation signals. Active the memory"

Their was no response from the rest of the deck, she just leaned her face down to look at the creature on her lap who had began to purr.

Down on the planet the silver puddles began to change, their mass remained the same put began to reform. Slowly four large humanoid things rose up, each about  5 feet tall. The four armed things slowly stood, the massive fire about them not effecting them. Lights and sensors about their bodies forming and scanning the side around them. Each of them then took off in four direction to make the final explorations of the planet. They would try and find the native dominate race, the one who had the greatest mental power. If they found the resources of the planet, both the material and biological of high enough amount. They would Bring it into the fold.

[Dysanii]

A sharp flash of white light cut into the black void of space, vanishing as suddenly as it had appeared. If one had paid closer attention to the brilliant white, they might have seen a dark object slide forth from within the stunning glow of the slipspace rupture and glide into the dark abyss, only noticeable to the naked eye when moving past stars, momentarily blocking their pinprick light.

The dark object was the Oneida, an explorer-class frigate in the service of the Dysanii Space Authority (DSA). Especially suited to space exploration, the explorer-class frigate has many advantages over its larger cousin, the Destroyer, in the way of space travel. Supporting large engines, powerful space navigation technology and being relatively small in size (making it very fast for a Ship of the Line), it is only lacking in armaments. Sporting only one nuclear warhead, two light cannons and a small compliment of missiles, the explorer-class frigate must rely on its speed and manoeuvrability over enemy ships to survive if ever involved in space combat.

In this particular case, the Oneida was on an expedition to look for hospitable planets, but had yet to mark any for future colonisation. It remained in high orbit, using long-range sensors to scan the planet, and logging features of note in the data storage sub-system of the ships main computer system, CENTRAL.

[Ranholn]

The four surface scan droids moved rapidly over the surface, on came to a large canyon, without a pause its four arms warped their shape into wings rockets burst out to push the droid across with ease. Details of the terrain such as this were already known in detail. They didn’t care about the physical part of the planet; already the scans had told them every detail about the makeup of the planet. They needed now to find the natives.

Droid 37986b25 landed on the other side of the detail. Then turned and descended down it. The scans over the canyon had detected stone that had been shaped intelligently. As he moved down he scanned life on the walls of the canyon, they were about 4 feet tall, a tad short, but  the bipedal were very agile it seemed,  they had little advanced tech, they were little more than simple stone weapons. But they seemed to use them well. They had potential as a new addition. He moved to a good position to observe and turned on light defragmentation. 

A scout droid that had left in the other direction had found a possible race. In large fields on the planet a race, they had built a small nomadic community. This race seemed to have basic bronze weaponry and equipment. They were strange physical creatures; they were very heavy build they seemed to have a heavy fur cover. He moved around the field and turned on light defragmentation to observe the race.

In the space around the ship kept sending out massive sweeps and scans of the area around them. The captain changed her face to a slight happy emotion as she played with her pet.

[Ranholn]

The creatures that lived on the cave wall were deemed to be of high enough intelligence and ability to make assimilation of this planet a positive acquisition to the fold.  It began to beam the message up, as did the other with their discoveries

On the main vassal the leader smiled as the information was relayed into her. She enjoyed this process that was about to start. She spoke up slowly, her lips forming a sinister grin “message the assimilation fleet we have the newest addition discovered”

Soon a fleet of 4 massive rectangular shapes and 16 ships that looked identical to the one that had been in orbit arrived. Shortly after a large Sphere entered real space. This was one of the assimilation fleets, they would begin the process that would exploit the resources of this planet to the fullest of their ability. This planet had no species of vast knowledge, none who would be able to oppose or even harm them. This factor lead them to decide to use Carrion droids for the assimilation process, The rectangular ships launched hundreds of silver blobs towards the planet, these would land around the two intelligent creature sites, the large sphere launched a dozen massive blobs. These would be formed into the exploiters to use and change this planet into a part of the fold.

The carrions upon arrival began to take form, they were  about 2 feet tall, 6 legged with pincers. They soon began to swarm the natives, biting and assaulting the resources, they would then inject the nano organisms that would change them into the first stage of assimilation.

[Dysanii]

On board the Oneida, sensors had detected several space ruptures, and upon further scanning isolated 21 massive energy signatures. As protocol dictated, this had to be investigated and catalogued, and so 3 probe droids were dispatched to the area of unusual activity. To the alarms of the crew, the droids sent back visual images and external readings of the anomalies - a large fleet composed of rectangular and arrow shaped craft, devoid of any distinguishing marks and grim in appearance.

It appeared that luckily, the Oneida had not been detected. Not long after the droids had been brought back to the ship, the alien fleet began dispensing hundreds of tiny droplets towards the planet - it was clear that this world had been claimed, and so colonization was not possible. However the Oneida could not exit the system until it was obscured from view by the planet, which would take several hours because, so as not to be detected, engine power had been cut to 10% and main sub-systems had been shut down. Jumping into slipspace in view of the alien fleet would put the Oneida at risk of being followed.

With this time to spare it was decided that Fire Teams Charlie and Zulu, 16 DSA marines armed with an assortment of weapons, would go planet-side and try to find and identify one of the aliens that, it was reasoned, had been transported down during the shower of droplets. 2 transport vessels carrying 8 marines each were dispatched towards the planet, each vessel armed with 2 missile pods (holding 4 missiles in each) and 1 chin mounted 70mm chain gun.

[Ranholn]

The Captain of the original vessel stroked her pet and let out a little moan. “Leave the props, have them reform with the assimilation groups.”
She laughed “why do I even talk, my thoughts are sent to anyone I want in the ship.”
Lifting up her pet she looked at it “Expect you Asmidus,  you cant hear my thoughts can you”
The creature just looked at its owner happily. It was the only fully biological life on this entire craft.  Its owner was one of the Free Minds, the elites of the Fold. Each had its own strange personality and quirks, and could change their shape to what ever they wanted. As long as they had the mass, but more mass could always be brought into it.
She looked up as a result of a strange scan came to her, it seemed that they were not the only ones here. “Move around the planet, follow the anomaly, send out open wave white flags”

She leaned over and rested her arm on the ship “Lets see who is over their”

Ooc: White flags are light friendly musical messages that are sent to ships of unknown alien races. Its supposed to be friendly and none threatening, so the fold can get some response and use that to crack what ever language the alien speaks. And then say “we are none hostile crafts” ;P

[Dysanii]

"Captain! We have inbound wave lengths from the alien fleet!" cried the communications officer.

"Damn! Looks like our friends have detected us. Lieutenant, isolate those signals." The Captain ordered. "Helena?"

A purplish holographic image of an ancient Dysaniian goddess appeared from the Bridge holotank. Helena was a smart A.I., and was responsible for controlling the hundreds of subsystems within CENTRAL.

"Captain?"

"Have CENTRAL sweep any incoming transmissions for viruses." As an after thought, he added, "Activate the weapon systems - theres no point in trying to hide now."

"Aye, Captain."

The Oneida continued on its course towards the dark side of the planet as it had been originally, although it now started emitting noticeable energy spikes as the nuclear warhead and other weapons systems were activated.

Meanwhile, on the planet Fire Teams Charlie and Zulu had landed just south of what had been identified as a settlement due to its unusually high energy readings. The two teams left their transport vessels in a small clearing and proceeded towards the settlement by foot. Put on high alert, they had their weapons raised in such position that should any hostiles be confronted, the teams could instantly respond with a deadly wave of SMG rounds. 

[Ranholn]

The fire team approached something they probably had never seen before. Dozens of silver shapes were moving around rapidly setting down metallic spikes and gathering up any of the native people they could find. In the center was a large mass. The giant metallic form was injecting the different creatures of the planet with some strange metallic needle. The creatures then began to change, they didn’t seem to be In pain, they seemed to be in some sort of comatose state their bodies began to sprout metallic parts and take on a silver sheen.
Soon a large explosion ripped as a new silver blob smashed about 50 feet back. Slowly from it rose a large mining vessel. The different droids began to warp their bodies to take up sentry positions around the equipment.

Up in space the craft moved forward towards the now arming ufo. She smiled “So Asmidus what should we do to them?”
Asmidus just liked her face. Laughing she put him back on her lap “all right, we will not attack them yet”
As she played with her pet, she sent messages to her crew soon they sent out frequencies “Hello, this is Aniloc Fold Forward ship, and her captain Malana, we know you are charging up weapons, but I recommend as a sign of good will you reverse that action. We are not aggressive, and greatly out number you. And Radiation is not a fear to us nor decompression. We will not attack you as it is not efficient and provides no service to us. But if you act in such threatening matters we may have to respond in force. And Asmidus is just about to nap so I don’t want to cause to much movement. Thanky”

Ooc:think of her voice as a giddy 14 year old girl

[Dysanii]

Live footage from Fire Team Zulu had been, to say the least, shocking. It was not the fact these aliens had merely conquered these people, they had made the natives into them. The native people now looked vacant and lifeless - in some respects, a fate worse then death to the living. Suffice to say, only one thought passed through the minds of the command crew of the Oneida; how long would it be before these things enslaved them? Although apparently not hostile, the overwhelming concept of what this race did went against any rational thinking person; they 'lived' only to enslave what life they found.

The Captain of the Oneida was first to speak. "Lieutenant Derry?"

"Sir?" His communications officer whispered.

"Send this footage, along with all the data obtained, out on a DSA frequency. It should be picked up by another expedition or patrol."

"Aye Captain!" Lieutenant Derry busied himself with the various controls in front of him. The Captain turned to Lieutenant Hikes, his weapons officer.

"Prepare to -" Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Helena.

"Transmission intercepted from one of the alien ships, Captain. CENTRAL has detected no malicious content." The Captain nodded, indicating for her to play it.

Hello, this is Aniloc Fold Forward ship, and her captain Malana, we know you are charging up weapons, but I recommend as a sign of good will you reverse that action. We are not aggressive, and greatly out number you. And Radiation is not a fear to us nor decompression. We will not attack you as it is not efficient and provides no service to us. But if you act in such threatening matters we may have to respond in force. And Asmidus is just about to nap so I don't want to cause to much movement. Thanky

The Captain sat back in his chair. The voice had sounded almost the same as his daughter back on Dysanii - it chilled him to the bone. Slowly, he turned to Derry and mumbled "Lieutenant, make sure you send the name of the aliens in those data files - the 'Aniloc Fold'." Even just saying the name spooked him.

***

"Sarge, what do we do?" Private Johnson cried.

"Quiet boy! Fall in with the others!" The Sergeant ordered, and Johnson quickly complied. Fire Teams Zulu and Charlie watched in awe as the former natives of this settlement aimlessly marched around. They had witnessed what had just happened, and were all a bit jumpy. Would the same happen to them? Would they be injected?

Suddenly, several shots were fired; SMG rounds. The culprit was a shaking Johnson, his barrel still smoking. As the marines followed his line of sight, they saw one of the aliens on the floor, bullet holes riddling its torso. The Sergeant spun to face Johnson.

"You goddamn -" But before his could finish berating Johnson, one of the marines pointed.

"Sarge, look!"

The Sergeant glanced to where the marine had pointed, and felt dread at the pit of his stomach. The 'thing' Johnson had just shot slowly melted and reformed itself. Turning to the marine hefting a large comm pack he said, "Mendez, you contact fleet, and tell them to get us the hell out of here! The rest of you hold your ground and be ready". This might have just got a lot more interesting.
     

[Myroria]

Aniloc Fold Ship,

You have entered the space of Orestes II, an unofficial protectorate of the Galactic Reich of Pelagis. I, Admiral Claudius Rosedown, have control over three Massive Starfighter Command Ships, each of which currently has 72 Raptor Starfighters, along with 50 heavy turbolaser batteries, 50 heavy turbolaser cannons, 20 enhanced ion cannons, and 10 class III tractor beam projectors. Please leave Orestes II space immediately or face the consequences. This is Admiral Claudius Rosedown of the Imperial Navy, out.

[Ranholn]

ooc:im ignoring myorias involvement in this thread

The sentinels turned to the hostile entity that had attacked. They began to march towards the point of the fire, raising up their arms, the metal began slowly to warp as electrical currents running in them changed forms. Their arms began to take a barrel form, then flashes erupted as solid rounds ripped out.(imagine something along the lines of the battlestar galatica sylons(sp?))

They fired at the hostiles and began to spread out, they would have to wait for actual military. The sentinels had very little extra mass to use for fire fights, if the enemy survived for very long they would be unable to keep up the assault. If military drones arrived they would be much more suited, they were designed with very few possible forms but had a vast amount of extra mass to use for weapons.


In space Malana frowned as reports of the attack "shoot, activate all weapon systems, it seems we have been attacked, and we know its not native. No one native to this planet are above simple sword tech"

She changed her body to look as human as she could. she had rather young features (think 16 year old) her body looked mostly normal, but her hair was a neon blue and her eyes solid silver. "Send out video electrical impulses along with the vocal messaging we have been sending"

"Alien vessel, it seems that you have landed some form of military on this planet and they have committed an unprovoked assault on one of our kind. We are fully equipping our weapons systems and so is the rest of our ships in the system, we still would prefer to avoid open conflict with you. It is not the most efficient way of handling things. but if you do not lower your weapon systems and respond to why your people attacked we will be forced to do such. Do not worry about us wishing any actions taken against them if they were acting with out order, but we must not be threatened. This is the last warning, if you do not lower, we will sadly be forced to destroy you. sorry"

She ended the video and sat down, frowning, its times like this she wished she was a biological, she wanted to cry, but their was no extra hydrogen or oxygen in her mass to use for such a pointless thing. "I dont want to kill things i dont have to..."

The other ships in the fleet began to move rapidly towards Malana's and small forms were launched from the ships. These took on a form that could be described like bats. But none of them fired yet, they simply got ready for what may happen

[Myroria]

Why? You still pissed at a little argument? Please. Whatever, go on, I don't care.

[Ranholn]

ooc: cause if their was a planet inhabited by a space fairing nation in the system the anilocs wouldn't have come to it. if you said your ships just entered the system looking to colonize/conquest, i would let it slide

[Myroria]

I stated before that I owned Orestes; in fact, I did so in the very first thread I believe.

The Third Reich of Pelagis was the final incarnation of the Myrorian Empire; all of Selene and most of Orestes belonged to the Pelagian Empire. Now, these four men were being sent on a "routine stellar exploration" trip. But visiting distant stars with no apparent cause was not "routine", and each Pelagian knew it.

[Ranholn]

and i never said this was orestes, this is an unnamed low tech planet that has been classified as 23-3-46