Aaronian scientists after years of research and Development start trials with a new tachyon weapon.
After quite a few dummy tests they begin live fire trails. The first few fail but after many adjustments to the targetting system they try again: They send a target ship into FTL lock onto it firing the first live beam resulting in the target being both knocked out of FTL and heavily damaged. The scientists pop open a bottle of champagne and celebrate the success! The prototype is then shipped to
After rigorous calculations of the trajectories of the projectiles [From the Vukmiri Rail gun] and impact zones of two planets a rough Point of origin is determined and thus tachyon radars are pointed in its direction to start combing the area.
Vukmire
The immense grandeur of the halls would constantly form an form an overbearing atmosphere of awe, with exotic paintings, materials, and art being in every corner of the labyrinthian hotel. Her keycard would beep in four directions as she approaches her room, indicating whether she was getting closer or farther away. She would eventually find herself at the very top floors, entering an exotic penthouse suite, filled to the brim with games, entertainment, food, space, and generally unmatched luxury. Upon entering a service bot with a black tie would approach and greet itself in a poor, stereotyped Serdian accent.
"Good afternoon Madam, welcome to Junkolandlandworldstudios, is there anything I can get for you? Perhaps you need a guide?" His center opens up a small compartment go chilled goods and beverages, prodding out several samples of cheeses and meats.
"A trade, you free me, and I shall reward you with telepathy. The gift of reading minds, one that rules traders would surely find it a most useful skill." Comes the creatures voice, filling the Emperor's mind. "All you need to do is to crumble this tomb I find myself sealed within." The snake like tendrils under the Emperor writhe in agony as the great Snake God King thinks about how long he's been here.
Alpha Axus, "North" Vukmire At the edge of this Vukmiri system, a large flash alerts sensors and monitoring stations as a truly huge fleet enters the system. Over twenty massive multi-kilomitre sized asteroid ships herd their smaller ship brethren, moving towards the nearest colonized world and preparing for an invasion of its surface.
The system would be a key battleground for Aaronian, Vukmiri, and Gold Legion ships as fighting occurs throughout the system. The closest and most populous planet would be Axus II with a population of one billion.
Reports of murder in Anzio 10 murders have recently been committed in Roma’s poorer neighborhoods. Initial reports suggest that victims were mangled and bits of flesh were eaten, on top of that some victims were found drained of blood completely. The only lead on the suspects is a symbol found at the scene of the crimes. Authorities state that everything is under control however.
The east pacific islands, Khaos Invaders, Arvug, and Emden-orion
Tri-net
The Emperor stands to avoid the writhing tendril chair, and gestures to the walls. "How do you want me to dessstroy the tomb? I wouldn't wish to harm such a great deity as yourself! But I gladly accept your offer of telepathy, I could definitely benefit greatly from thisss ssskill. Outside, the Emperor's guards grow nervous at the length of time he's been in the tomb.
At Neo-Serdia, the DRA fleet continues its bombardment of the orbital platforms, using both kenetic Tau beams and nuclear missiles. The fighters deployed by the fleet, numbering 5,000, take over 100 losses very quickly, but use their minuscule size to avoid the large volleys from the orbital platforms, and fire miniaturized nukes and tau beams at the enemy planet.
Since the planet isn't fully Aaronian no attempts are made to stop the nukes from hitting the surface. At it actually aids the Aaronian effort to suppress the Serdians there.
10,000 Fighters and drones move in to intercept the incoming craft while the fleet continues to press the defensive attack.
The Arvugians and members of the Anzian militia, after their discussion, walks into the ice cream shop. Noticing a teledisplay showing the local news of a murder in nearby neighbourhoods with a strange symbol, one of the Arvugians turns to the Anzians and whispers "Is that an anarchist symbol or something else?"
Dunn half listening in, focusing on his task talks to Pharan "I'l ask around for suspicious activity, could use your help incase they suddenly decide they can't understand Galactic Basic"
The offensive assault continues as the 4,900 fighters move in to bash and crash the fighters and drones.
The nukes are purposefully aimed at highly armed targets on the surface discovered using thermal scans, which are guaranteed to be Aaronian due to the Serdians on the surface being resistance forces. Some dud nukes are fired containing weapons such as SMGs and RPGs at the identified serdian areas, but are indistinguishable from the other nukes being fired. Upon impact these missiles would split apart, revealing their stockpiles to the Serdian populace.
(The Serdians live in O'Neill Cylinders, no planets are inhabited, so I doubt any Serd insurgents were killed.)
From behind the Aaronian battleline, a large group of cargo ships approaches silently and quickly, fast moving improvised missiles that smash into the engine banks of multiple Aaronian warships, the kamikaze cargo ships loaded up with explosives leaving nasty messes where ever they hit. "Brilliant, we've damaged them!" A Serdian shouts. ~ "I'm sortie-ing now, Sean, you're with me." "Sir are you sure it's a good idea for you to Sortie out in this obsolete Zaku CS?" Sean asks to his masked comrade, "the High Mobility's reliability leaves much to be desired, I can't have it cop-out on me in the middle of battle... and anyways I miss this old thing." The Serdian man said, his crimson red mech slowly launching from the carrier, his name is (Sue me Bandai) Charles Asnavoir, leader of the Serdian Insurgency fighting Aaron in Space. "Full Frontal, Launching in Zaku Commander." "Good Luck." As the red Commander and his associate launches, dozens of other mecha and fighters launch from both converted freighters and Serdian Navy carriers,
It seems a Joint Serdian-Navy-Remnant/Serdian Home Army insurgent fleet has joined, but not fully engaged yet, emerging from the Asteroid belt they safely hid from the enemy in, the Serdians are going to get Revenge!
The imperium of women
The ice cream shop goes quiet as the enter the shop, a woman behind the counter, in a french maid uniform oddly enough, watches the Arvugian and Anzian group clenching to the underside of the counter, thumb still visible and clearly not reaching for a weapon but clearly enough to show she’s anxious, a behaviour shared by other denizens, it’s clear law enforcement of any kind makes them uncomfortable. Pharan nods and tries talking to individuals but few say anything or try and brush things off, on individual sits alone in the back, a man in a cloak and hood watching them the whole time. (*Lord of the Rings theme Plays*) The militia shake their head, “None that we’ve seen. Looks archaic though.”
The Aaronian assault armada (400 ships strong) arrives to reinforce the initial force that has been whittled down to 274 ships from the initial 300. One of the ships is a super Dreadnought with a spinal mounted super laser that it uses on the largest concentration of Vukmiri forces soon after it enters real space.
Vukmire
Despite the droves of aaronian reinforcements on course to exhaust themselves, Vukmire remains optimistic with its position of Aaronians so close to its home systems. Orbital fortresses constantly shift and fire at the Aaronain forces around the perimeter while the defensive fleets ebb and flow throughout the battle space, controlling the maneuverability and flow of the battles around. The supply of allied reinforcements from Venuria, the Gold Legion, and the Serdians certainly help as well.
Great serdia
By the time the slow, oversized Aaronian capitol ships (which were more than likely busy engaging the DRA Fleet) have turned around to counter the Serdian attack, multiple kamikaze light-freighters have already slammed hard into the engine blocks of the warships, caushing heavy damage.
"Move forward, focus fire on the closest and most crippled of the Aaronian warship." A Serdian naval officer booms as 37 warships and 19 Armed insurgent ships pour out and begin their attack, the serdian warships (Mostly destroyers, light cruisers and heavily armed merchant ships.) focusing their fire on the closest ships, using their smaller size and agility to out-maneuver and outflank the Aaronians, the battle-line has turned into a raging brawl now, meanwhile fighters and Mobile suits sweep through the battle-line, using hit and run tactics against the Aaronian capitol ships, and firing into Hangars at every opportunity available.
"Fitz, Keep up!" Charles said to his wing-man as his Zaku speeds through, firing off his bazooka at a crippled frigate, nuclear tipped 356mm shells penetrating the shielding and getting lodged into the armor plate, detonating violently, behind Charles a green YMS-05B Zaku I fallows, also firing off bazooka shells at the Aaronian warships. "Charles! look out for Knights." He says sternly as he scans his surroundings. "Got it Fitz, watch for AA batteries." He responds, the Red Zaku tearing through the battle at a tremendous rate.
The imperium of women
(So, you lads are busy with playing with your toys while I’m just kinda... sitting here kicking a can...)
Dunn walks up to the counter, looking at the woman he begins to speak "Excuse me ma'am, would it be possible you could assist us in an investigation? we received reports of disturbances in the area and we'd like to verify" he inquires, hoping at the least he'll get an answer, he anticipates Pharan will begin questioning the mysterious looking individual in the back soon, and signals one of the Arvugians on the tacpad on his wrist to accompany him.
Meanwhile, the Arvugian peacekeepers alongside the militia men are continuing their conversation "Archaic, how so? our briefing into Anzian and Imperium culture didn't mention or show anything similar to this" one of them asks.
The Nagrissian fleet would split in two equal halves, 11 asteroid ships move out and hide amongst the asteroids, mining them and building new support ships, as well as selecting one large asteroid to be converted into a super cap. The remaining 11 ships park above the world of Axus II, they and their horde of support craft and lesser capital ships begin a rain of hell fire upon the world, targeting cities, bases, and infrastructure alike with little concern for life. This hell for the inhabitants of Axus II lasts for a full three days before a storm of tens of thousands of silver pods begin to land in a major urban centre, stripping themselves apart as they fall, filling the sky with debris to hide their entry. Inside each pod would be a single Nagrissian, armed with nothing but a rifle, a pistol, ammo for 300 shots, and food for a week. These invaders quickly try to haphazardly consolidate on this city, attacking anyone and everyone, taking as many prisoners as possible as they go.
"Simple, my child, warn those that stand around and within this spire that their god is soon to awake, then have one of your star vessels fire a beam of light upon me. The building will melt and decay, but I, being a stellar being, will be mostly unharmed to the quick change in temperature." The great deity states, one of his tendrils sliding up the Emperor's back. "Now, for your gift..." The tendril's tip split open, exposing a maw that bites into the Emperor, drawing blood and injecting him with a strange venom! It recoils away as soon as it finishes the injection. The Emperor feels his mind spinning as a sharp stabbing sensation fills every part of his body, the strongest pain filling the front of his cranium. His brain swells and folds and grows in density, his mind hearing the thoughts of his guards as his body contorts from the extreme torment, the flesh around the bite writhing and wrapping itself tight, sealing his wound shut. After a whole minute of this unbearable hell, the Emperor would feel no more pain, other than the pain of thoughts from others entering his untrained mind.
The woman glares and let’s out a huff. ???:I’m not talking to any cop or militia, especially not a foreign occupying force that does nothing but further the cause of the Bourgeoisie, your republic or dictatorship in a silk glove. Pharan tried talking to the individuals who simply remains still and unmoving.
The soldiers tilt their head, “Seems to be like an ancient Bloodline Mark almost.”
(will make my proper post In a bit, but lmaoing at the fact that most Arvugians literally dont know what the word 'bourgeois' means so effectively this womans shouted nonsense In their eyes)
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