*The engines only sever to expand the rift, and the rift is catching up with the ships* *Omega yields are raised and volleys upon volleys are being fired upon your fleet causing severe damage*
They escape the rift, They cloak and just as suddenly they appear under your ships. Now the rift is taking your ships.
*They find that a lot more just appeared* *None of my ships are taken into the rift because 3/4 were sucked into dark matter*
BLAM One cube down. BLAM Another cube down. BLAM Another, oh wait, it's undamaged, good job, they adapted. *The borg turn some of their tractor beams on you, draining your shields* *Quite a few (Around 100) borg on the surface are smashed before the large numbers of newly assimilated drones overwhelm your troops and start assimilating them*
All of the borg cubes get destroyed and the troops on the ground have no problem tacking out the drones as they are using projectile weapons. Your borg are usless
OOC: The borg can adapt to projectile weapons. *Assimilation continues, it is only a mater of time before the entire planet is overrun*
The transmission is received and my first officer responds. "Hello! Greetings to you and your people. Might I ask you of your name? Of course, that would be delightful. My captain is currently in his dining room, We would be honoured if you joined our presence for dinner. My Comm Officer is currently sending your vessel co-ordinates so that we may dock with you. We are delighted to meet you! First Officer Ki'tiash'ia, out." The co-ordinates are sent and our ships dock, with First Officer Ki'tiash'ia to greet you.
"Forgive my absence of manners, I am ambassador Kra'an Cortseel. I would please me most certainly to join you for dinner. Thank you Ki'tiash'ia. Ambassador Kra'an signing out." *after the ship reaches your dock, ambassador Kra'an steps out of the ship* "Greetings Ki'tiash'ia! It is good to see you in person." *shakes hand*
"It is indeed, we welcome you aboard!" Is confused about the 'shaking hand' thing. "Please do excuse my curiosity, Ambassador, but what does the shaking of hands mean? We are still relatively new here, and want to know as much about all the different traditions and common customs in this galaxy." As you finish off replying, Ki'tiash'ia leads you through hallways with an interesting architectural style.
"Why Thankyou. This style increases the strength pf the actual Hull as well as being hollow to fit repair chutes and other systems we don't want poking out. Wow, it sounds quite superb! I'd like that." As we reach the Dining room, one of my Crew pulls out a seat and you sit down, as well as myself. "I apologise that were not aware of the cuisine that you personally like or is common to you, but if it would be good in your eyes, we'd like to show you some of our cuisines delicacies. I've found it quite interesting how your Galaxy eats 3 meals a day with sometimes having 'snacks' in between. We generally only have 1 large meal at midday and smaller dinner in the evening." The same Crew member who seated you comes out with a plate full of fruits that are mashed together, making a colourful meal. The Crew member gives you some unfamiliar seasoning and tips his hat off to you. As he exits, I say "Banta Banta Onk'ii Rao. It means, 'May we meat and eat in peace'. A form of poetry in our society said on special occasions. So, please do eat."
Hoth begins eating,
"This is delicious!"
"I'm glad you like it!" I'd smile and start eating. The nearest communication panel flashes and I say "Excuse me, sorry." And walk up to respond to it. "What is it?" " We have another guest joining you sir, Ambassador Kra'an of the Starlight Empire." "Oh, very good. Send him in whenever he/she's ready." I walk back to the table and sit down. "I'm sorry but so you mind if we have another guest join us? He/she says that they're from the Starlight Empire. I believe they were your allies in distress, correct?"
-last edited on Feb 22, 2018 1:07:13 GMT by FelipeDutra
Post by FelipeDutra on Feb 22, 2018 1:05:08 GMT
Union of Esomerian Systems - Foreign Office
Superluminal Dispatch to the "Central Powers" (The Porgian Empire, the United Federation of Planets & the Zaraan Empire)
Having considered the recent aggressive stances and measures that the aforementioned powers have taken against the allies of the Union of Esomerian Systems, and the invasive campaigns subsequently made into allied territory, the Foreign Office of the Union regrets to inform that a state of war now exists between the UES and the Porgian and Zaraan empires, as well as the UFP.
The war shall be waged according to Galactic Treaties until one of the following conditions is met:
The aforementioned powers are annexed by the UES and/or its allies, and/or loose their capability to wage war.
The UES is fully annexed by the aforementioned powers, and/or looses its capability to wage war.
All of the borg cubes get destroyed and the troops on the ground have no problem tacking out the drones as they are using projectile weapons. Your borg are usless
OOC: The borg can adapt to projectile weapons. *Assimilation continues, it is only a mater of time before the entire planet is overrun*
Interference creeps into the local communication channels. At first, rather discrete, it skyrockets in an instant, and encompasses all wireless communication methods, saturating them with interference, and preventing communication. This disruptive wall encompasses the whole solar system, and isolates the Borg vessels from themselves and the rest of the Galaxy.
Then, small satellites approach the Borg Cubes at astonishing speeds, apparently with the intention of ramming them.
{JAMMERS! -Tuvok- ONLY!} *The creature takes damage, but rapidly regenerates, and grows a hard bony she'll over its body to protect from other attacks. It goes on a rampage, attacking anything that moves.*
{JAMMERS! -Tuvok- ONLY!} *The creature takes no damage, but gets frustrated at the aliens' constant adapting. It begins glowing, and shortly afterwards all Borg adaptations prove ineffective towards the creature's attacks. It quickly finishes off the group of 8472 and moves deeper into the ISS.*
OOC: I don't think you know what you've gotten yourself into, Tuvy boy. You think the Borg are unstoppable, you've never seen anything like 682.
I couldn't think of w decent sig, so here's a pig: 🐷
Superluminal Dispatch to the "Central Powers" (The Porgian Empire, the United Federation of Planets & the Zaraan Empire)
Having considered the recent aggressive stances and measures that the aforementioned powers have taken against the allies of the Union of Esomerian Systems, and the invasive campaigns subsequently made into allied territory, the Foreign Office of the Union regrets to inform that a state of war now exists between the UES and the Porgian and Zaraan empires, as well as the UFP.
The war shall be waged according to Galactic Treaties until one of the following conditions is met:
The aforementioned powers are annexed by the UES and/or its allies, and/or loose their capability to wage war.
The UES is fully annexed by the aforementioned powers, and/or looses its capability to wage war.
Khan Noonian Singh : A coffin warps dead center into your fleets and five four others warp into positions where your ships are making a large diamond in your ship radius, of course you don't know what a coffin is since it is new technology. The Coffin detonates dragging the surrounding fleets(the number of ships not necessarily specific fleets) into the black matter destroying them, and damaging several other ships around those fleets. This depletes your numbers by 3/4rs, not all ships are destroyed but some are just so damaged they need immediate repairs.
OOC: You really didn't want to do that. *About 100 IPBMs are fired from launching stations across the Federation, they phase-cloak, enter xindi vortices, arrive here, de-phase-cloak and detonate. A ring of subspace rifts surrounds your entire fleet, sucking many of them in, there is little hope of escape* *Fleets 800-899 are mobilized and warp towards the battle, but not too fast*
OOC: My fleet left, only five Coffins came back and blew up. My fleet is no where to be seen or tracked.
I was an avid reader on the MBs and not a user. You will not recognize me but I will recognize you...