Erik Mesoy
Core Tester / Intern
This story is so long, I'm going to split it into two separate posts... don't ask where I find the time to write so much.
Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?
The nightside terminator passed over a Vakkra cluster as Oncol III rotated slowly. Night swept in, covering the ongoing war in darkness. A general gave an order, and a thousand men began marching.
"Check your suits and make sure the dispensers are clear! Move!"
"Rimmer, what's your status?"
"Just fine, sir. We'll arrive on our side in a few minutes."
"Good. Keep your link on; being coordinated is a priority."
Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;
At the same time, a Destroyer moved out of orbit and began its descent towards the surface of Oncol III. Along with it came a squadron of smaller ships.
"Blue Block Alpha Squadron, your designation for this mission is simply Alpha. We're going to be operating in atmosphere, so make sure your heat sinks are running at full capacity."
Er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,
"Alpha Squadron, check your weapons. Anything that pops up from the surface is to be considered hostile. The ground troops are moving in right now, so we shouldn't have any casualties."
Er faßt ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.
"We read you, Alpha Leader."
"Copy that."
"Alpha Four, confirmed."
As all the group leaders checked in, the ships went from being silent to whistling as they entered the thinnest parts of Oncol III's atmosphere. Heat sinks began glowing dark red and motors screamed.
"Mein Sohn, was birgst du so bang dein Gesicht?"
"Alpha Leader to Alpha Eight, turn the laser targeting off. The Vakkra know that we're coming, but we don't need to pinpoint where we're landing."
"Siehst, Vater, du den Erlkönig nicht?"
The ground troops were making their way across the no-man's land that surrounded the Vakkra cluster. In front of them, assimilated buildings loomed against the horizon, spires with eerie shapes that weren't quite right for any human buildings. Some were simply bent, some connected to other buildings by means of cables, and the tallest skyscraper bulged at the top with sacs of unmentionable substances.
"Den Erlenkönig mit Kron und Schweif?"
"Alpha Eight here, suggest you turn your sensors on too. It looks like there's a weapons battery on the surface. We should take it out before we get in range. Give me a moment and I'll transmit the data to you. It's got that Vakkra cloaking crap all over it, so I'm having a hard time locking on to it properly - hey, it fired!"
"Mein Sohn, es ist ein Nebelstreif."
Two missiles impacted on the Destroyer at the front of the fleet, resembling nothing so much as two exploding hamsters flung at a motorcycle. The Destroyer absorbed the kinetic energy with its shields and continued on.
"Foggy on my screens, too." said Alpha Leader. "But I've got a lock from the missiles now. I'll brush it aside."
Part 2 coming soon!
Cookie to the first person to name the song I've been using for the subheadings.
Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?
The nightside terminator passed over a Vakkra cluster as Oncol III rotated slowly. Night swept in, covering the ongoing war in darkness. A general gave an order, and a thousand men began marching.
"Check your suits and make sure the dispensers are clear! Move!"
"Rimmer, what's your status?"
"Just fine, sir. We'll arrive on our side in a few minutes."
"Good. Keep your link on; being coordinated is a priority."
Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;
At the same time, a Destroyer moved out of orbit and began its descent towards the surface of Oncol III. Along with it came a squadron of smaller ships.
"Blue Block Alpha Squadron, your designation for this mission is simply Alpha. We're going to be operating in atmosphere, so make sure your heat sinks are running at full capacity."
Er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,
"Alpha Squadron, check your weapons. Anything that pops up from the surface is to be considered hostile. The ground troops are moving in right now, so we shouldn't have any casualties."
Er faßt ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.
"We read you, Alpha Leader."
"Copy that."
"Alpha Four, confirmed."
As all the group leaders checked in, the ships went from being silent to whistling as they entered the thinnest parts of Oncol III's atmosphere. Heat sinks began glowing dark red and motors screamed.
"Mein Sohn, was birgst du so bang dein Gesicht?"
"Alpha Leader to Alpha Eight, turn the laser targeting off. The Vakkra know that we're coming, but we don't need to pinpoint where we're landing."
"Siehst, Vater, du den Erlkönig nicht?"
The ground troops were making their way across the no-man's land that surrounded the Vakkra cluster. In front of them, assimilated buildings loomed against the horizon, spires with eerie shapes that weren't quite right for any human buildings. Some were simply bent, some connected to other buildings by means of cables, and the tallest skyscraper bulged at the top with sacs of unmentionable substances.
"Den Erlenkönig mit Kron und Schweif?"
"Alpha Eight here, suggest you turn your sensors on too. It looks like there's a weapons battery on the surface. We should take it out before we get in range. Give me a moment and I'll transmit the data to you. It's got that Vakkra cloaking crap all over it, so I'm having a hard time locking on to it properly - hey, it fired!"
"Mein Sohn, es ist ein Nebelstreif."
Two missiles impacted on the Destroyer at the front of the fleet, resembling nothing so much as two exploding hamsters flung at a motorcycle. The Destroyer absorbed the kinetic energy with its shields and continued on.
"Foggy on my screens, too." said Alpha Leader. "But I've got a lock from the missiles now. I'll brush it aside."
Part 2 coming soon!
Cookie to the first person to name the song I've been using for the subheadings.
Also, it explains how I can suddenly produce 5000 troops in one year, and lots of other game-level abstractions.[/OOC]
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