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Millions of years ago, the universe witnessed many wars, but none of them on the scale of the final war before the 'Regression'. To the few pacifists, this was  To the citizens of planets, it felt like the end was coming. What they did not know... is that it was right around the corner. Nobody knows what wiped nearly everything out. Not even the greatest historians... because nearly all historical records were took with it. Last known message from that period is from that of a person named 'Marik'. The event is known as the 'Regression', the event that wiped out approximately 97.4 percent of the Universe's population. But now, the Universe is back to its former glory. Some species survived. Some didn't. The Space Travel is back to 'very fast'. At least a lot faster than an electron. Many wars are beginning and ending, some about small things and some about the largest things. To some Historians, this means that history is repeating itself from an earlier point post-disaster, just with more advanced technology. But a few think that history is repeating itself from before the disaster... and this is not good, as this could lead to the Second Regression. Some ambitious people plan to rebuild the great 'charity' IESA, from what they know of the little Historical records left from the past. Others set out to find the secrets of galactic ruler Marik, and some hunt people on streets daily, hoping to find the supposedly immortal 'Tartarus', supposed inventor of 'Tartar sauce', even though it is 99.9% of the things people seek from before the regression probably don't exist any more.

People say that before the Regression, societies were at their highest points. But some disagree: if they were at there highest points, why were there wars still happening? Others believe that the Regression was a hoax, pulled by the ruling powers of many planets.

Now, after the Regression, everything seems 'healed', despite losing many species. One thing: wars still happen every now and then. Especially now: many planets are on the verge of war, as are Galaxies. The Universe is likely to see one of the biggest Inter-galactic Wars it is had since the Regression, and everything seems to point to it. Not only that, but new, manipulative evils are likely to rise, and lives are going to end.

As anyone can tell, a new age is beginning. But with a new age... new Villains rise, opposed by new Heroes. Wanderers become galaxy-renowned. Travellers become 'heroes of history'. Some care about the past. Some don't. Some wonder why one galaxy still has yet to develop any sign of life. And people wonder why the 'Cult of the Blade' is so popular in the more primitive parts of the Universe despite it claiming that 'magic' is real.

A New Age Begins.

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(begin posting)

IC (Rakoua):
The TSS Wellington has been traveling trough the galaxy for about two months now, trying to locate suitable planets for mining or terraforming...

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray frowned, as he looked around the room he was in. It was the command room for one of the space craft that had been newly created on Terra. However, Ray couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He prepared himself for anything, just as the whole room started to flash red, and multiple screens flashed the word 'warning' all around. Ray, on the other hand, simply sighed.
"Here we go again..." Ray said, as he pressed the play button on his CD Player. It read the disk that was inside of it, and then streams of coding and data surrounded Ray. After that was all said and done, Ray stood there in armour, and frowned, as he held his hand out and generated a Dual Helix Sword from the coding granted by the Data Disk.
"Let's go."

IC (Rakoua):

As they approached a seemingly habitable planet, Rakoua ordered it to be scanned.

OOC: Anyone want to meet me?

OOC: Better idea. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray frowned for the second time in approximately as many minutes. He had entered the computer systems in a way; to try and find out the problem. However, he was now staring down a 10 foot high dragon virus.
"Just great. As if I didn't have enough problems..." Ray muttered, as the Virus started to destroy things in the computer system. Important things. Like the throttle key.
"... I should just let this thing destroy stuff..." Ray said, as he shook his head, and phased out of the system. Ray looked at the lone screen that wasn't warning about the security breach, and was instead warning about an impending crash with another space craft that was in turn approaching a planet.
"Oh great, just my luck..."

OOC: =P

IC (Rakoua):
"Most interesting" I said and ordered tractor beams to stop the starship that was approaching.
I found it strange that someone would attempt a suicide run like that, so I attempted to establish contact with the pilot.

+~< IC: Hinser >~+

Hinser walked back to ship, the assassination was through. Kicking off his bloody boots, he demanded one of his servants to get him a cup of Earl Grey tea. "Bbb.bb....bbut.."
"NOW!"
The servant ran away quickly and came back soon with the tea. Hinser took a sip and frowned "It's too hot!". He splashed it on the servant and demanded more. When that was all done he got back to the controls of the Lirviat, his ship
_________

OOC:
(This was to help explain his persona, it'll make more sense later on)
EDIT: DARN NINJAS! (x3!)
EDIT2: It's supposed to be in 3rd person, right?

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray yelled out, as an explosion blew up a nearby computer system.
In retrospect; maybe it would've been a good idea to destroy that virus anyway... Ray thought, as a communication line was announced. Ray growled at more things to worry about, but opened the comm link anyway.
"Yeah, kinda busy right now, trying to stop a ship from crashing... What?" Ray asked, as he looked around and tried to figure out what he could do. Unfortunately, the tractor beam simply had caused the ship to speed up, instead of pull it to safety.

OOC: Yeah, third person's good. =)

+~< IC: Hinser >~+

Hinser just then saw an explosion from somewhere in space, "I wonder what that could be...". He scanned in the direction of the explosion, but found nothing. "Hmmmm..."

OOC:

=P

IC (Rakoua):

"Your status is irrelevant. You have 30 seconds to evacuate before we begin firing at your ship."

Tartarus exited the meeting room. She hated dealing with those crime lord scum, but it was necessary. It was the only way for her to obtain the holocron owned by crime lord Dighed Ritle, and without the holocron, she'd never be able to figure out how to use the artefact given to her by the mysterious child known as 2.  

-==IC: Ray==-

"Yes; because a virus getting into the ship's systems is certainly my fault, or the ship's." Ray said, slightly annoyed, as he focused, and then vanished from the ship, and reappeared behind the person who was essentially ordering his destruction.
"But by all means; fire away if that's what you really wish to do."

IC (Rakoua):
"Is there any reason why I should not destroy your starship?"

-==IC: Ray==-

"The core's explosion would take both our ships out the moment you fired. Or, You could move out of the way, and let the ship crash on it's own, which would limit casualties." Ray pointed out.

IC (Rakoua):

"Or I could just blow it up and get out of here."
Two torpedoes were fired at Ray's ship and the Wellington started to move away at FTL speed.

OOC: Since no shockwave can move FTL...

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray rolled his eyes, and simply laid back, as he deactivated his armour, the CD player being restored to it's place on his vest.
"So; who are you people, anyway?"

IC (Rakoua):
"I'm afraid I'd rather have you introduce yourself first, you're on my battlecruiser afterall. What happened to your ship anyway?"

-==IC: Ray==-

"Virus infiltrated the computer systems. Tried to destroy it, but well... Explosions happened first. It destroyed the key components that kept the ship going." Ray explained, and then nodded.
"I'm Ray."

Thoron looked up at the sky. His eyes, sharper than most any organics, narrowed, and he saw it. An explosion, barley detectable from the ground of the dead planet. "Must be a ship" he muttered to himself. Thoron turned back to the relic he was digging out. He pulled the strange curved blade out of the ruins, and swore. "More weapons..... doesn't this planet have anything good?" Turning around, Thoron walked deeper into the ancient  ruins.

OOC: Do any players have an assassin character?

IC (Rakoua):
"Well, I'm Rakoua, commander of the Trebia Defense force."

-==IC: Ray==-

"Right. I'll say this now; I have no clue what 'Trebia' is." Ray said with a slight chuckle.

OOC: not as far as I know, but Thoron has had some dabbling in the underground, and you might find something interesting where I am ;)

IC (Rakoua):

"It's a random human colony nobody cares about. To be honest, I'm glad to be away from there finaly..."

-==IC: Ray==-

"Ah, I see. I'm the first person to actually have left for space from Terra. Well; not really, a bunch of us left at the same time, but details." Ray said with a shake of his head.

IC (Rakoua):

"I see. So, what are you doing here?"

OOC: Where is Thoron?

Thoron walked into an antechamber, and a chill went down his spine. "I have a bad feeling about this" he muttered, looking at an altar. there were faded writings on the wall in a language he didn't recognize, scorch marks on the wall, and a strange image of what looked like a sword with a cylindrical red blade. "what is this place?...."

OOC: random unnamed planet. Ray and Rakoua are in orbit. Dead planet, tons of ruins. ;)

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray sighed, and then pointed at the wreckage of his ship.
"You just blew up my ride."

OOC: Any way for Tartarus to contact him?

IC (Rakoua):
"You are really the type of person that likes stating the obvious."

OOC: several, really, any way you want, i'll play along.

IC: Thoron ran his hand over some of the writing on the wall, and it crumbled. "uhoh...." He looked around, but didn't see anything else disintegrating. He let out a sigh of relief.  

OOC @ raks xD

-==IC: Ray==-

"You just asked me what I was doing here. I might be pointing out the obvious, but when the obvious is the answer; it's kinda hard to answer without being obvious." Ray said with a sigh.

OOC: Does Thoron have a comlink? (Or something similar?)

IC (Rakoua):

"I obviously know why you're on this ship, I don't know why you're in this part of the galaxy."

IC: thoron started scanning in the writing with his computer, when it beeped, indicating someone wanted to talk. "wha?.... no one has this thing's ID!"

OOC: that good? :P

-==IC: Ray==-

"I'm a traveler. We travel. That's what we do." Ray said with a sigh, wondering just how obvious he would have to make it.

IC (Rakoua):
"It would appear you are no longer a traveler..." Rakoua pointed at the debris on the screen.

-==IC: Ray==-

"Now who's being obvious? Yeah; I need to get a new ship now. But hey; I'm also a famous crime fighter and overall warrior back on Terra, so..." Ray said with a shrug.
"If you're a defense force, I might join up with you guys for a little while; at least until I can get my own ship."

*distorted voice, no image*

"Are you Thoron?"

IC (Rakoua):
"That can be arranged. We have a lot of shuttles, but they are short range. So we need to capture a ship. Untill then, you'll be assigned quarters on this ship."

-==IC: Ray==-

"Right." Ray said with a nod.
"So, why'd you leave your planet? You said you couldn't wait to get away." Ray said, as he recalled that from the conversation a moment earlier.

IC (Rakoua):
"I'm on a mission of exploration. And conquest."

"Ye- ... Yes. Who are you? how did you get my ID?"

-==IC: Ray==-

"Conquest?" Ray asked, curious about that slightly.

IC (Rakoua):
"Crushing minor alien empires, ya know."

Thoron tensed. "That's normally not what I do. What're you offering me for the job?"

-==IC: Ray==-

"Ah, I see. What types of empires do you give precedence to?" Ray asked, slightly wondering about this Rakoua guy, although he never let that thought show on his face.

"Name your price."

OOC: Is the currency Credits, or something else?

IC (Rakoua):
"The ones that are closest to our position."

"My price - or if i'll even take the job - depends on the location and the target."

-==IC: Ray==-

"And of those empires?" Ray asked, and then made it a little more obvious.
"Like do you take down evil empires, weak empires, fairly powerful empires... What?"

IC (Rakoua):
"Mostly evil."

-==IC: Ray==-

"Ah, I see." Ray said with a nod.
"What would be the first target?" Ray asked, curious.

"I've heard of him. It'll be 8,000 bars of Adamantium-laced Beskar for the job" He said

OOC: Kinda the same as saying Gold-pressed Latinum :P

"how do i contact you once the job's done?"

IC (Rakoua):
"We don't know. You choose."
OOC: Pick a name for the civilization.

-==IC: Ray==-

"Alright... What about..." Ray said, and then frown.
"What about this place called Norule?" Ray asked, and then tapped the information screen.
"It says a great evil has taken over the civilization."

OOC: Cookie to first person who guesses the reference. =P

OOC: No Rule? :P


Thoron turned to leave for his ship. this place still gives me the creeps.....

IC (Rakoua):
"OK, let's go."

The ship went to warp and prepared for the assault.

Tartarus ended the transmission, and examined the strange artefact again.
There's something disturbing about this...

OOC: MTM: No. =P Given it's name was original gonna be Lorule... =P

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray nodded, and then activated his CD player again, and his armour formed.
"I'm ready." Ray said, as he stood in his silver armour; his obscure gray hair blending in because of the colour.

OOC: Yes, I said grey hair. And he's not old, either. =P

IC (Rakoua):

"Well, this will be simple. Fire the main battery! I hope you enjoy anihilating civilizations. This galaxy needs some unity."

A massive burst of energy burned the planet's atmosphere, killing everyone on it. Some ships tried to resist, but they still used solid projectiles which just bounced off the TSS Wellington's hull.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray blinked, as he froze in his action to prepare to trans down to the planet's surface.
"... Could you let me have something to do next time?" Ray asked, a frown on his face, as he hadn't expected it to be that easy.

By the time Thoron got back to the ship, it was dark outside, and the temperature had dropped to below freezing. After getting into this ship, he told the autopilot to go to The Naga Orb, a dyson sphere around a white dwarf, where a large portion of the underground in the universe congregated. It was the best place to find information about the target.

OOC: Hyrule? :P

IC (Rakoua):
"The civilization was barely post-industrial."

OOC: and someone had better be at the naga orb when i get there:P

OOC: You want me to post, or will you control the characters?

OOC: MTM gets a cookie. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

"True. But I get any evil civilizations that haven't even gotten that far; alright?"

OOC: you post. but i g2g for a few minutes. have someone waiting for me when i get back.

OOC: But...I'll be gone for two weeks.

IC (Rakoua):
"Okay..."

IC: Kaila

Kaila opened one eye cautiously, then the other as she sat back up in the alley. Her target hadn't moved during the night, which was good for her. She silently scolded herself for falling asleep on the job, then focused her macro-binoculars on the 5th floor of the apartment building.

OOC: 72 posts came in before i could get this one in D:

-==IC: Ray==-

"So; where to now?" Ray asked with a frown.

IC: Hinser

He is very alone... too alone. He begins hacking the polices' banks and checks who the most wanted criminals are. After all, honor amongst thieves! He finds some tough security. This'll take awhile...

OOC:

Who do you guys think he should find?

IC (Rakoua):
"Not sure."

-==IC: Ray==-

"Well I chose the last location..." Ray said with a frown.

IC: Kaila

Kaila lowered the macro-binoculars and reached for her sniper rifle. This would be a quick and easy kill, just like all the other countless ones she had done over the past several weeks. But this one will be the last. she thought, then aimed for the apartment's window. The target should be looking out any second now...

IC (Rakoua):
"We can raid random planets."

OOC: Anyone wants to be on a random planet?

-==IC: Ray==-

"What about that? It fits our criteria." Ray said, as he pointed to a random planet.

IC (Rakoua):
"Looks good to me."

@ raks - run into me on your way there?

OOC: We'll have like 10 people on this space ship by the end of tomorrow likely. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

"Alright; let's go." Ray said, confirming the choice.

OOC Thats the point.
IC (Rakoua):
"Go to warp."

OOC: Where are you mtm?

OOC: right near you. :P
Missing OOC added to avoid confusion. -The Truth

IC (Rakoua):
We were approaching the planet.

Thoron looked at the sensors and saw an interesting looking planet. he slowed his ship down and went into orbit.

IC: Kaila

Kaila saw the man through the scope of her sniper rifle, and she fired. He dropped to the floor, and she quickly lowered her rifle. Too easy.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray summoned his Dual Helix Sword, as he prepared.
"What's the plan? Same as last time? Or a land assault this time?"

IC (Rakoua):
"Land assault."

OOC: You and Mtm meet, I have to go now. I'll stay in orbit.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray nodded once, and then disappeared, as he transferred down to the planet.

Thoron beamed down to the surface, loosing his blaster from its holster.

-==IC: Clive==-
Clive was sleeping when he heard the unmistakable sound of a sniper rifle being fired.  In under a second, he had rolled to the floor, lept across the room, and overturned his reinforced desk to come between him and the window.  So much for this cover identity, he thought.  He glanced out the window and saw glass falling from above.  Once he saw there was no hole in any of his belongings, he realized he was not the target of an assasination.  Still, if someone can get that close to here undetected...yeah, it's time for a move.  Concentrating, he summoned his signature Power Suit.  The protective armor would remain as long as he devoted mental energy to it, and would augment his other abilities.  In this case, he needed to see who this assasin was.  He didn't particularly care who they were after--he had no allies in this building--but anyone who could outwit his alarms and sensors was clearly someone he wanted on his side.  Spotting a glint of light off what was clearly a scope, he logged the coordinates and ran out into the hallway, heading quickly and silently for the sniper's last known position.

OOC: Can we say this planet is the same one Ray and Thoron are on?  ;)

OOC: yeah, we can :P

IC: Kaila

Kaila donned a travelers robe that was loose enough to hide her sniper rifle, and headed around the alley's corner. She slipped into the early morning traffic, heading for the speeder she had parked a few blocks down.

Thoron looked around where he had beamed down. Huh. this planet is half ruins, half modern civilization. Odd. Turning around, he bumped into a young woman in a traveler's robe. "Oh sorry, didn'- ..." He trailed off as he saw the sniper rifle he had uncovered when he bumped into her. Thoron's eyes widened.

OOC: and cue you jade :P

Clive rounds the corner just in time to see a man and a woman chatting near a speeder.  There wouldn't be anything suspicious about the event...if it weren't for the sniper rifle he spotted sticking out from under her cloak.  Clive casually strolls closer, listening with his enhanced hearing.  He quickly memorizes the images of both individuals, making them easier to recognize later, and tries to get close enough to slip a tracker onto one or both of them.

OOC: Any planets anyone else is on that could also be the planet Skrief is on?

OOC: the one Clive is on is half-ruins, half civilization.   ;)

IC: Kaila

Kaila grimaced as the man bumped into her, then frowned as she caught him staring at something. She glanced down, then cursed. "Frig it." She grabbed the mans arm tightly, squeezing roughly. "I hope you have short term memory."

Thoron knocked the rifle away, grabbed her arms, and stared into her eyes. "you never saw me" he hissed.

OOC: but of course you will remember me :P

When Curtis sees the woman grab the man, he sees his opportunity.  Changing his bearing to one of someone in authority, he walks confidently up to the two.  "Good afternoon miss, sir.  Is there anything I can help you with?"  Before either can turn he releases a pair of robotic tracer bugs, which scuttle onto their clothes and grab on securely and inconspicuously.

Thoron spotted the bug and stepped on it before it could get to him. He pushed the girl out of the way, grabbed the rifle off the ground, and fired at the stranger.

Clive dodges the blast Matrix-style and spin-kicks the rifle out of the man's hands.  He begins to go hand-to-hand with the man, being careful to keep the woman out of harm's way.  He talks as he trades blows with the stranger.  "Now, look, stranger, I followed the girl here because she seemed like she'd be a good ally.  I assumed the two of you were working together, you were a package deal, so I was willing to work with you.  If you're determined to tick me off, though, there's always the hard way.  This can be as easy as a business deal or as painful as having to look at that outfit.  Your choice."  An alert from his Power Suit informs Clive of the presence of a warship overhead.  "And you might want to make it fast, since there's a good chance someone else is gonna be shooting at us soon."  He manages to knock the man to the ground for a moment.  He extends his hand to help him up, a friendly gesture in spite of the vicious combat.  "Truce?" he says, glancing back at the woman to let her know she is included in the offer as well.

*stands up on my own*

"those tracking bugs aren't exactly giving me a lot of confidence in you."

"Standard procedure anytime I meet anyone who could be a threat to me."  Clive pauses.  "That was a compliment, by the way.  I've got a pretty decent spy net set up with those--I've got bugs covering all the important people across three different galaxies, with significant numbers in a fourth.  They don't get much, but they let me know where my allies and enemies are."  Clive notices some civilians watching the commotion.  "But come.  A busy street is no place to discuss business.  Perhaps you could take me someplace quieter to discuss things."  Clive pauses, and looks at the girl.  "And what of you, Lady?  Will you join us, or do you have someplace else to be?  Tell you what, if you ever need me--" Clive tosses her a small, single-channel comm unit "--give Clive Parsons a call."  Clive turns back to the man.  "Lead the way."

*looks around*
"ok, parsons. let's talk. You have an office?"
*we start walking away, and i notice the girl following us at a safe distance.*
*says nothing*

"Sorry about the mess.  I thought the girl was shooting at me."  Clive deliberately leaves the door open wide enough for the woman to listen in if she wanted to.

"When you're a mercenary, you get used to that.  People wanting you dead.  'Course, you also get used to people wanting you to stay alive.  Sometimes at the same time.  Usually for the same reasons."  Clive walks to the bar and pours himself a drink.  It's clearly something imported from off-world.  "You get good, you get jobs.  You get jobs, you get wanted, in more ways than one.  You get my drift?  But sometimes...sometimes you have to just go out and jump into things for your own reasons.  A man needs allies, you see, especially in my line of work.  so when I come across someone who looks like they're particularly skilled, it means they're one of two things: a potential ally, or someone who's out to kill me.  Since you didn't try to throttle me when i dropped my name, I'm guessing you're the former.  And if that's the case, let's drop the 'potential' bit.  Clive Parsons, mercenary.  At your service."  Clive sticks out his hand for the man to shake.

*shakes hand*

"My line of work is normally a little different... but I'll take an any job i can get if it pays well."
...
"Since you're so popular, maybe you could help shed some light on my situation. I'm trying to find businessman named Marot Veej. Do you know anything about him?"

No one noticed the speeder dissolve into a haze of purple.  Misty Red scanned he surroundings, and wafted away, satisfied that no one had seen her..There is going to be a lot of work to do here, she thought. Sensing the need of her presence elsewhere, she became pure energy and disappeared.

"Veej...hope he's not a friend of yours.  Word on the street is, someone wants him dead.  Several someones.  Including one Clive W. Parsons."  Clive takes another drink, then continues. "Course, I'm not to fussed about it, considering he'd like to return the favor.  And not that I'd ever do anything about it.  The man gets his greasy mitts on information like no one I've ever seen.  You want any news out here chances are it's come through him.  He's a resource, and one I wouldn't risk getting rid of...well, not without getting some 'resources' in return, if you catch my drift."  Clive pauses, and his expression darkens.  "Of course, lately I've been hearing some fishy rumors about him.  He's keeping his head down, and some say he's started passing out information that's not true, he's stopped checking his sources.  And there were those assasinations three weks ago...chillingly surgical.  He had to have been involved.  Something big is going down, and I'm not sure I want to be here when it does.  If you need to find Veej, I'd advise you to get what you need, then get out fast, because right now he's more dangerous to the folks around him than an unshielded reactor core....Anyway, he's abandoned most of his old haunts, but I happen to know he still wanders by the Grey Goddess cafe about three blocks away once a week, and today is his day.  If you want, I could go along with you as backup--he may hate me, but he knows I'm not after him directly.  He'd be less likely to bolt."  Clive checks the chrono on the wall.  "But we'd better hurry.  He's usually gone by sundown, and it's getting late."  Clive leads the way out of the office, and sees that the woman was indeed listening at the door.  "You can stay here if you'd like, but the droid will be done clearing it out in an hour.  If you follow him to my ship, he'll make sure you're alright."  He gestures to the man.  "After you, Mr..."

OOC: got to get off now.  Clive will provide backup until I get back. ;)

"Thoron. That's what everyone calls me."
......
"Clive, I can tell you're trustworthy, so I'll be even with you. I'm being paid to kill him."
Clive: "....is that so? "
Me: "8000 bars of adamantium laced beskar. 20 times the normal rate."

OOC: half-ruins, half civilization? Could work.

In the form of a dragon fly, Misty Red hovered over the tall grass, and watched the young humaniod emerge from the depths of the water. With the powers of the empath she inherited from her mother she sensed the turmoil with him, and wondered what impact he would have on tableau unfolding nearby.. She decided to keep her eye on him for a while, and resumed the form of pure energy so she could better evaluate her findings.

OOC: there are 3 continents, first is the northern polar ice cap, second is filled with radioactive ruins, and third has normal-for-the-game civilization.  We're all either in orbit or on continent #3.

OOC.. What happened to half-ruins, half civilization?

OOC: well, the ice cap and the ruins together make up half the landmasses on the planet, civilization the other half, so.......

IC (Rakoua):
Rakoua looked at the time and sighed.

"Apparently he's not done yet."

He gathered an away team and beamed down on the planet.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray ran forward, and looked around with a frown.
'Where is everyone?" Ray wondered, as he had landed on the outskirts, due to not being used to transferring to a location that far away. Ray sighed, and then ran toward the city nearby, as he gripped his Dual Helix Sword with two hands to allow faster travel while not dropping his guard.

IC (Rakoua):
Rakoua ordered the team to spread out and secure the area.

OOC: I sense an epic fight. Very soon. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray ran quickly into the city, and frowned, as he looked around. He didn't want to have any civilian casualties, but had no clue who was civilian and who wasn't.

IC (Rakoua):
Rakoua orederd some scouts to be deployed in the atmosphere.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray looked around the city, as he got more than a few weird looks.
So much for the surprise factor. Hopefully they think this is simply a costume... Or this isn't anything weird here. Ray thought, as he continued to look around.

IC (Rakoua):

Rakoua was informed that the scouts spotted Ray just standing around.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray then spotted a large building, and initially figured that it was an important building, and therefore headed toward it.

OOC: It's the apartment, actually. =P

IC (Rakoua):
Rakoua waited.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray walked up to the building's door, and attempted to open it, however, it wouldn't move, and Ray sighed, slashed the door three times, causing a rather large gap to simply fall down, as Ray put the sword on his back, and simply walked through the door.
Doesn't make much of a difference, as I'll likely have security swarming all over me in the next few moments anyway.

OOC: Am I heading towards anyone?

OOC: You're heading toward basically everyone on the planet, yes. =P We're all pretty much near one building, more or less.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray walked up the stairs, kinda wondering why the building was set up so much like an apartment, as he hadn't made the connection just yet. However, he then walked down the hallway, and noticed that there was a door ajar near the end of the hall, and approached it cautiously, as he wasn't sure where anything else was anyway.

OOC: Let's get some action.

OOC: Yep. Though, we also have to wait for others to get on, seeing as I'm waiting for either Flipz, Jade, or MTM's characters to notice me outside the door. =P

OOC: Unless you want Ray to meet Skrief...

IC:

Skrief wondered if the damage he had just done could be viewed from the inside, and if there was anyone in it.

OOC: You could, but we'd have more fun if it ended up being like a 6 way fight. xD

Thoron whirled around and saw a being dusting himself off. He had just gotten off a two wheeled vehicle crashed into the side of the building that Thoron and Clive were just about to enter. a wheeled vehicle? he must be some sort of collector of antiquities..... or something.....

OOC: Wait, hold up, I thought that everyone was still at the room's entrance at the least? ._.; Where are you guys then?

OOC: Skrief is currently standing by the broken motorcycle, edited so that it makes more sense.

OOC: ok, let's set the story straight without changing anything. :P So.... I asked for "a place we could talk, an office perhaps?". Clive wanted somewhere some private. He didn't know his quarters had been broken into. That also explains why you were able to go in. W're at the entrance with KZ, you're in clive's room. k?

IC (Rakoua):
The scouts noticed Ray and Rakoua teleported to him.

Then again, with something that old.... Maybe he's an archaeologist or something? I'mm gonna regret this.... Thoron walked over to the stranger. "nice ride. where'd you get it?"

Clive notices Ray.  He does a double-take.  "Wait...are you...?"  He then notices Rakoua teleport in, and hears something happening outside.  "We need to talk.  Stay here."  To Ray's surprise, he suddenly can't move his feet.  Clive runs outside to see if Thoron and the girl are in trouble.

OOC: Just as a note; the 'Cyber Humans' of Terra aren't exactly the same as where Clive came from... But given that Ray's in his armoured state, I'll make an exception, as there's only so much you can change coding wise. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

"H-hey! What's this all about?! Where are you going?!" Ray yelled out, as he growled from not being able to move his feet.

IC (Rakoua):

Rakoua entered the building and saw Ray.

Thoron turned away from the weird antique-crasher. "Hey, Clive, what's going on?"

OOC: That's what I figured.  And since Clive helped write the original code...

(Of course, he didn't realize that would happen quite so literally... =P)

IC: "Two armed men just showed up in my office.  One of them is a Cyber Human."  Then Clive noticed something.  "Where's the girl??"

"I.... I don't know. Are they after you? "

"No idea...but if they are, they mean business if they're sending Cyber Humans.  Just to be safe, I'd get ready for a fight."  Clive concentrates, and his arm cannon materializes on his right hand.  At the same time, the rest of his Power Suit shifts, jagged spikes appearing along the arms, back, and shoulders, and lightning bolts sparking between them intermittently.

"Woah, NICE"
*pulls out a large knife and a gun*
....."yes,that's it....."

IC:

Skrief tried starting the half-broken motorcycle out of curiosity, ignoring the possibility that anyone was near him. Instead of starting, it failed to start and ended up exploding, leaving Skrief with about approximately three throbbing pains in his body and half a sword. And a ringing in his ears. This wasn't good... it was an antique sword, and it just got broken. At least its broken edge was the sharp end so it could still work if he poked things with it.

"OW."

*looks around* "uh, what was that?"

IC:

Skrief wondered. Did he just hear someone talk? But instead of wondering too long, he gathered parts from the now unrecognisable remains of a motorcycle and stored them in his backpack. Then he began walking around in circles, getting impatient that he had absolutely no transport left whatsoever.

OOC: Flipz: I'm serious though; they're not the same. You're meaning a cyber human as literally someone with coding built into them at all times. Ray's only got the powers because of the Data Disk. =P(Which is why it only works when he's armoured, because that's when he's not exactly normal)

They're similar entities; but there are different types. In fact, with the Terra Cyber Humans... there are only a limited number of them, and the origins of the Data Disks are unknown. Just saying. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray sighed, and growled once more, as he concentrated on breaking whatever seal was preventing him from moving. However, nothing worked, until his armour pulsed, and then deactivated. Ray blinked, and noticed that the CD Player had temporarily paused, and also that he could move again.
"... I think that guy has some explaining to do..." Ray muttered, as he ran off in the direction Clive had headed in.

OOC: He's in normal human form right now, but can switch quickly. The only thing is... Isn't Clive's ability slightly overpowered when fighting others? Just saying, because like, you could force Ray to stop and take a hit, when that would obviously be a veeeeerrry bad thing. =P

IC (Rakoua):
Rakoua followed Ray.

OOC: I assume part of the Cyber Human thing is adaptability, right?  As in, nothing works more than once or twice.  Plus, he doesn't know how to do it intentionally; when he said it, he just said it the way he would say "stay here" to a non-Cyber Human.  Anyway, it served its meta purpose: it made Ray want to take out Clive.  :P

IC: Clive sees someone run out of the doorway.  "If you like your organs in their current, internal position, I'd advise you to stay back and stop moving."

OOC: Not a "command". ;)

Misty Red watched with amusement, and wondered if Ray realized just why his cd player actually got stuck. She also laughed inwardly that none of them even suspected her presence...or her plan.

IC (Rakoua):

Rakoua suddenly noticed something...

OOC: That'd be you MsRR.

OOC.. how'd you notice the unnoticable?

IC
Misty Red assumed pure energy form once more and left the planet surface to ponder the best way to proceed.

OOC: Isn't 'unnoticeable' kinda overpowered?

IC:

Skrief kept on walking around in circles, and began muttering about how tartar sauce had very weird origins before the Regression, And then he rambled on about how buildings needed to be better reinforced with walls six metres thick.

OOC: High tech sensors in my left eye.

IC (Rakoua):

Rakoua noticed some energy going off the planet. Worth a note, but not worth too much investigation.

Clive's scanners noticed an energy surge leaving the Cyber Human's body.  "What the--"  He points his arm cannon at Rakoua and Ray.  "Alright, I want some answers.  Now.  Like why you decided to bust into my office."

OOC: Another limitation on Clive's power: it has to be a simple, basic command.

IC (Rakoua):
"I am Admiral Rakoua of the TSS Wellington. We are here to conquer your civilization."

IC: "My...wait, you think this is my homeworld?  Wow, GREAT research.  I keep an office here because there's usually work around, what with all the scum and villainy in this sector.  But anyway, that doesn't really answer my question.  Why did you bust into my office?"

IC (Rakoua):
"Because we don't like you. You have two choices: go with us to our ship to be interrogated or die."

IC: "Wrong answer."  Curtis Clive launches a missile and several laser blasts at Rakoua.

EDIT: Dangit, Blade!  :P

OOC: I guess so; honestly, I haven't thought much about any coding, since in the Terrans' case, their Cyber Humans are only part that, and only while the Armour's active. But that would work, yes. Epic fight ahoy!

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray sighed as a sweat drop ran down his face.
"This is an important looking building; assumed it was the leader of this planet's building. Not like you made anything easy." Ray said as he narrowed his eyes, and reactivated his armour quickly.
"And I don't exactly take kindly to you messing with me like you did." Ray said, as he summoned his Dual Helix Sword.

OOC: Not my fault our characters have names that start with the same letter. =P

ic (Rakoua):

Rakoua dodged the missile and the laser blasts bounced off the personal shielding system.
=P

"Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not in charge here.  And what are you talking about, you're the one who messed with me, breaking in to my office!  You know what, I make it a point not to associate with crazy people, so..."  Clive sent off five more missiles: three at R&R, one at Skrief, and one at the floor.  Grabbing Thoron, he jumps down into the hole he just made.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray rolled to the side to avoid some of the missiles and frowned, as he dropped down the hole as well.
"I didn't break in; you left the door open. And you were the one who froze me in place." Ray pointed out, as he then ran forward, and swung his Dual Helix Sword out at Clive quickly.

IC (Rakoua):
Rakoua found the events unfolding around him most interesting.

Clive ducked, and the blade connected with his shoulder.  Pain lanced through both fighters; the blade didn't penetrate the armor but it still hurt, and the electricity shocked Ray.  "Froze you in place??  What are you talking about?!"  Clive rolls back and fires a missile at a high-pressure coolant tank, causing its contents to spill across the floor and the moisture in the air to condense into an obscuring mist.  Clive fires several laser blasts into the mist, hoping to hit Ray.

*disappears into he mist*
"This isn't my fight"

OOC: come and find me once this is done :P

OOC: Read the bio carefully!

IC: Silently Misty Red surveyed the situation, her anger starting to rise. The entire harmony of the universe hung in the balance, and these creatures were fighting about what?

Clive ducked into the shadows and snuck toward the exit.  While he walked, he tired to take stock of the situation.  "OK, so a girl shows up this morning and assasinates some dude on an upper floor.  I follow her and meet Thoron, a guy who's looking to kill an annoyingly useful enemy of mine.  We go back to my office, the girl disappears, and three people randomly break into my office at once, two of whom definitely want to kill me for some unknown reason.  Meanwhile, my extensive security has gone completely off-line, my office is a total loss, and to top it off my scanner-keeps-showing-these-random-energy-dispersals!"

OOC: MSRR, that's you.

"Something bad is definitely going down.  Thoron said his employer is paying him 8,000 bars of adamantium laced beskar.  That's a rediculous amount of cash.  Someone with that kind of cash could be a good ally--I need to get in on his mission, see if I can score some brownie points for the assist."  As Clive heads through the maintenence tunnels, he continues to talk to himself.  "That Cyber Human could be a good ally, too--if I can convince him not to kill me.  He seems...different than the others.  He can't be a prototype--heck, I built the other prototypes.  But still...we're kindred, in a way.  We need to look out for each other.  Next time I see that guy, I'll make sure not to kill him."  And that may be sooner than he thinks, considering the tracer bugs I tossed into the mist.  Clive knew the Cyber Human was trying to follow him, but he also knew he'd quickly become lost in the winding accessways.  He was within earshot, but nowhere near close enough to figure out where he went.  Clive silently lifted the access cover above his head, climbed through it, and replaced it just as silently.  Now that he was out of danger, he allowed his suit to revert to its normal (and considerably less attention-getting) form and waited inconspicuously outside the Gray Goddess for Thoron to show up.  Hope he shows soon...Veej the Sleaze'll be leaving soon...

Thoron dropped out of the rafters of the entrance, startling Clive. "Hey. Sorry about ducking out like that, i'm not armed for this right now. Hope you understand."

"No problem.  You know, once we have some time, I could help you with that.  For a price, of course," Clive said in a friendly tone.  He quickly got back to business.  "So, what'll it be?  Veej is the grease-haired slimeball in the corner booth.  You want him grabbed or do we just shoot him."  Clive paused.  "Sorry if I seem a bit...bloodthirsty...it's just that I've secretly wanted to do this for a LONG time."

Hidden as a part of the rafter, Misty Red took it all in. Making a note to herself to shield her energy frequency in the future, she made her self viable just as Veej emerged from the Gray Goddess. She took the form of an enchantress, with long flowing red locks and a purple robe that merely hinted at her form. She stepped in front of Veej, lifting her hand and pointing a finger. Before anyone knew what was happening she had totally frozen him, and with one flick of her finger, he cracked to bits. "Sorry to spoil your fun, boys, but I just had to do it."

Thoron and Clive exchanged worried looks. Suddenly, Thoron opens fire on the stranger, and when she dodged, he scooped as many pieces as he could up. "Clive, get the rest! I want that bounty!"

OOC :  just play long guys! :P I have some story planned.

IC: Kaila

Kaila, having shadowed Thoron the whole time, perched on the overhang on the roof across the street, and focused her binoculars. Thoron and his friend had seen too much, and her employers wouldn't pay her if she left any witnesses behind. Its nothing personal,just business.

Clive seals the rest of the pieces in a transport pod and attaches it to his belt.  Just then, a proximity alert went off.  "Spast!  Thoron, we've got company!"  He goes back-to-back with Thoron, materializing his arm cannon and pointing it in the opposite direction from the enchantress.

OOC: That's at you, Jade.

He concentrates, focusing on the memory of the military man back at the office who had been impervious to his laser blasts.  An invisible energy field surrounded Clive and, since he was so close, Thoron as well.

OOC:Clive now has a personal energy shield.  (Metroid Fusion upgrade theme plays.)

"lets just get out of here, fast. She froze his body to shatter it, these chunks are useless to us if they melt. Let's fall back.... and if we can blast someone on the way out all the better"

"Right..."

Clive presses a button on his wrist.  About ten seconds later, his ship appears overhead and beams them both up.  The ship shoots across the sky, out of sight.

"Is that your ship in orbit there?"
Thoron: "Yes."
"Hang on.  I'll dock with it."  There is a small thump as the two ships link.  A moment later, Thoron inputs the coordinates, and the linked ships jump into hyperspace.

Little did they know that Misty Red had come along for the ride, disguised as part of Thoron's gear.

"alright, let's get these things into a stasis container. my boss is gonna be very interested to learn how he died.... of course i'll take all the credit. you've earned a couple bars of my payment, by the way. I'm looking forwards to working whit you again, if you'd like."

OOC: Didn't even notice this topic was up >:O

IC (Silent Storm): *Gets up, notices two shadows and laughs* "Heheheheh, the Silent Storms coming..."

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray frowned, as the other person had disappeared into mist.
What was up with his armour? It seemed... Like a Cyber Human's. But his abilities seemed different than mine. Ray thought to himself; and then deactivated his armour, as the CD player stopped, and he frowned once more.
"Now... Where would the important people be?" Ray mused to himself with a sigh.

IC (Rakoua):
Rakoua teleported back to the TSS Wellington.

IC (Silent Storm):  *Looks to the left and sees a visual recorder, Silent Storm inspects it and sees there is one new records, he plays it*

IC (Rakoua):
On the bridge, Rakoua was contemplating something.
"Oh, I know! I'll destroy the planet!"

OOC: Err. You do realize there are still some people on the planet? =P

Now, a better question; theoretically, there'd be good space transport on this planet, correct?

OOC: You can get to my ship (all of the ships on the planet are pretty slow so you'd be pretty much stranded for a while).

IC (Rakoua):
"Fire the RBL!"

OOC:

RBL = Really Big Laser

OOC: There's also Skrief and a couple others. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray had reactivated his armour for a little bit, and suddenly stopped, as he looked up at the ship with a surprised expression.
"They're going to fire?! With people still on the planet?!" Ray asked, incredulous, as he frowned, and then looked around.
There's gotta be something I can do...

OOC: Seeing as everything needs a charging time of like 5 minutes... =P

OOC: They can evacuate too.

IC (Rakoua):

"Blow it to pieces."

OOC: This is part of my universal domination plan.

OOC: When the planet's already destroyed? I guess there's flashbacks, but there was only a couple reasons that Ray realized their plan. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray transferred to a nearby ship bay, and ray into a nearby space craft; ignoring who owned it, as he merely phased through the door; a form of minor teleportation. Ray ran to the control room, and quickly tapped the keys, and performed some optimizations so that the ship could go faster; anything else he could do on any other nearby planet that wasn't about to be blown to fragments in the next five minutes. However, in the process of that, he accidentally opened the ship's door, allowing anyone who wanted to stow away to do so.

OOC: Allows Ray to get a new ship, too. =P This one'll likely be destroyed in the near future as well, so that a bigger ship can be obtained, but still. =P

IC (Rakoua):

The laser was still charging up.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray frowned; as he was still working at the coding to try and optimize the performance; but simply frowned, and focused, as he prepared to totally rewrite the coding quickly... With his mind.

OOC: Just give me two more posts, okay?

IC:

Skrief punched himself. Searching through his backpack, he found a one-way teleport 'card' which would explode after the teleport had finished. It was still better than walking around remains of a broken motorcycle. And then he teleported.

OOC:

I am going to leave it to someone else as to where he ends up.

IC (Rakoua):

The laser was still charging...

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray smiled, as he finished his optimizations; and then closed the door to the space craft; which he had just noticed was open. Ray then nodded.
"Let's go." He said to himself; as he fired up the engines, and began to speed out of the hangar, and headed toward space quickly...

IC (Silent Storm): *The recorder explodes, causing a electronic flare, most of the equipment within a ten meter raidius of the record either shut down or malfunction. One of the machines causes the planet's Teleportation Field to distort, Skreif's teleportation is quickly transfered to the Planet*

IC:

*Skrief appears,and turns to face Silent Storm*

"...what just happened? Did I die? You there, what planet is this?"

*Skrief looks around and up at the sky*

IC (Storm Storm): "You died, that cloud of ash you see in the sky is the nearest Star and this is..."

IC:

Skrief looked at Silent Storm with a raised eyebrow... knowing that he obviously wasn't dead.

"Go on. And what's your name? I am Skrief Trijhak... and I have no idea what I am doing."

IC (Silent Storm): "I'm Silent Storm, and your slowly breathing the remains of a once great planet... welcome to the forgotten lands of IESA"

IC:

"Breathing the lands of the remains of a once great planet... remains... history... forgotten lands of IESA? What does IESA even stand for?"

IC (Silent Storm):

"Intergalactic Electronic State Assistance, they helped build Empires from villages."

IC:

"That is some USEFUL info for a whatever I am. Controversially, they had the help of a 'Darth Rexus'. May I ask what your species is? I am near-Human and I I was born on Akdal III."

IC (Silent Storm): "I'm a Human to my furthest knowledge, but a surviving human, others don't live like me, or at least they didn't."

IC:

"Then how do you live? I live by not having a home. I am nomadic and I have never stayed in the same place for one month. Unless I'm in a hospital."

IC (Silent Storm):

"I'm not sure how I live, maybe its my will power, maybe its something different. All I know isis I die, and endure the occasion."

IC:

"You have very weird beliefs if you believe you die and that you endure. Maybe the term you are looking for is Survive? I believe that space jellyfish need laxatives to be good space transport."

IC (Silent Storm): "No no, I die, my lungs cease to work, my heart gives in and I live"

IC:

"Are you genetically edited to survive that kind of thing?"

IC (Rakoua):
The RBL destroyed the planet.

OOC: This is after everyone escaped, of course.

IC (Silent Storm): "I don't seem to remember said editting, I was born with this skill."

IC:

"Okay then... are you a hybrid of two different species?"

IC (Silent Storm): "Maybe, the nearby Museum has a excellent display of a native spieces who had the same attributes."

IC (Rakoua):

As the Wellington scanned the debris field, Rakoua noticed some kind of small glowing sphere, small enough to fit in someone's hand...

IC:

"Nearby museum? I want to go there then. I wonder if my branch of humanity is displayed there, because I have no idea what the difference is between me and the 'original' humans."

IC (Silent Storm): "It isn't much... anymore. Most records were either scattered or destroyed by a invading force."

IC:

"Invading force? Explain please. At least tell me why they invaded it."

IC (Silent Storm): "I can't, their motives were their own. Not only that but I was before my time, Darth Rexus defended the planet personally, take that as a hint at how long ago it was."

IC:

"...oh. Can we go see that museum?"

IC (Rakoua):

The sphere seemed to radiate with extreme heat, hundreds of times hotter then a star.

IC (Silent Storm): "Alright, follow me." *Walks towards a half burnt Brick Monument."

IC:

Skrief follows Silent Storm, hoping the museum would provide him with more information.

IC (Rakoua):

It could have been used as a source of incredible power.

Rakoua ordered it to be contained and tractored into the cargo bay.

IC (Silent Storm): *Walks inside the Monument, inside there are multiple statues of Darth Rexus and his Creations*

IC (Rakoua):
The Wellington then begun a journey to the black hole in the middle of the galaxy...

OOC:  ;D

IC:

"Why are there so many statues of Rexus?"

IC (Rakoua):

While traveling, Rakoua examined the sphere closely.

IC (Silent Storm): "Welcome to Rexus Prime..."

IC:

"Rexus Prime? Explains a lot. Do you have a ship? I have none. I came here purely by accident."

IC (Silent Storm): "There might be a ship among the wreckage, it'll be old though."

IC:

"Do we actually have any way off the planet? Do you want to see the Universe? If you want to, come with me..."

IC (Silent Storm): "There is only one thing that interests me in this Universe, the Forge of Creation..."

IC:

"And where is that?"

IC (Silent Storm): "Somewhere, its been drifting for... a while."

IC:

"Then... we could use a ship together, with you navigating and myself driving?"

IC (Silent Storm): "The Forge doesn't need to be found, it needs to be summoned."

IC:

"And how do you summon this 'forge'?"

IC (Rakoua):

The ship approached the black hole after about a day of travel (the planet was pretty close) and they started transmitting a signal into the black hole. Suddenly, a fleet of massive ships decloacked... Cubes, spheres...

OOC: It begins.

OOC: Oh noes! :P

IC (Silent Storm): "There is a nearby Teleportation Tower near here, it is also the only known Building to store the Source Teleportation Function Code for the Forge of Creation, if we can activate that and use the Code correctly we can summon the Forge."

IC:

"Okay then. So... a quest to this Teleportation tower to summon the forge? Let's do it."

IC (Rakoua):
"We have found it." Rakoua said and transmitted some coordinates to the Borg fleet, and they all jumped into transwarp.

IC (Silent Storm): "Alright, the Tower should be partially buried beneath at least 10 meters of Toxic Rubble, it should still stand out though."

IC:

"Is it resistant to explosions?"

IC (Silent Storm): "No, recent Storms have ravaged this planet. Everything that used to be useful, is now dust."

IC:

"Oh. May I ask why there are suddenly two spheres and one cube in the sky?"

IC:

He soon realized that those spheres and cube were firing disruptor beams at them, trying to kill them.

IC:

Before he had time to swear, Skrief pushed Silent Storm and himself out of the way.

"This planet is going to get ravaged all over again..."

IC (Rakoua):

Rakoua recieved a report about the first Borg battle from his new Borg flagship (the Borg Main Tactical Cube).

It appeared that a small group had found a desert planet and have begun destroying it.

IC (Silent Sword): "They've hit the Teleportation Tower, that thing is gonna blow and send signals everywhere, and the Forge is gonna follow that signal... get ready."

IC:

"Okay. I don't know what those hostile spheres and cube are, but they're definitely dangerous."

IC:

The spheres and cube continued orbital bombardment.

OOC: I want a huge space battle!

OOC: The Forge has defenses, but it needs a work-force :/

IC (Silent Storm): *A dark space station appears in the sky* "The Forge! Quick, get a fighter and get to the Forge!"

IC:

The cube locked a tractor beam onto the fighter.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray frowned, as he had watched the destruction of the planet from his newly obtained ship.
"What was that all about? There were innocent people still on that ship..." Ray said with a frown, and tapped a few keys, as he locked onto the signal of the Wellington, and had quickly sped towards it. Ray frowned, as he saw that there was a giant cube-like ship in the distance, after he had stopped the ship a while away; along with other similar ships around nearby.
"What is this all about...? I've never heard of something like this before..." Ray mused to himself, as he watched from a distance for the moment.

IC:

"I'm sitting in one. Not that one that's being tractor beamed."

OOC:

Silent and Skrief need to get to the forge first.

IC:

The 5 Cubes Ray saw were the squadron heading toward Terra.

OOC: Come on, I want epic battle!

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray growled, and quickly tapped the controls to put the ship onto auto pilot, and to set the weapons to fire when the ship came within range. Ray narrowed his eyes, and activated his armour.
"I knew there was something wrong with that guy... This ends... now." Ray said, and then transferred onto the first cube, as he summoned his Dual Helix Sword, and prepared to head toward the control room; if he took control of that, then he could at least slow their invasion.

OOC: Oh yes; 'upgrade'... Ray can shoot beams out of his sword. =P

IC:

A bunch of Borg attacked Ray while he was on the ship.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray growled, and rolled to the side to dodge. He activated the armour's helmet, and then used his helmet's visor to target one of the Borg, and then slashed out at the Borg from a distance, and sent out a beam from the blade of his sword, which he aimed to use to slice through the Borg in question.

OOC: Epic fight? Alright then; Fierce Deity Ray against the Borg. That should be interesting. =P

OOC: One man vs trillions? Sounds a bit... unbalanced, should I say?

IC:

The drone was killed, but more replaced him, getting ever closer to Ray.

OOC: You underestimate the power of Fierce Deities. =P(</reference to Fierce Deity Link, not the species that Ray is right now>)

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray, however, kept targeting different Borg drones, and slashed out at them.
This is taking too much time... Ray thought, as he scanned through the map of the complex, and tried to find the main control room of the complex.

IC:

Ray soon saw that there was no actual command centre in the cube.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray growled, and continued to slash through the Borg that were approaching with his sword beams, as he scanned instead for where a nearby control panel was.

IC:

Hundreds of drones were approaching Ray's position.

OOC: The only way to disable a Borg cube is to destroy the Central Plexus in it, but if other cubes are close, it could probably still function.

IC (Silent Storm): "Alright, make sure this is a IESA Fighter, once your sure, head for the Forge."

OOC: I'm not looking to disable/destroy it... ;) And central plexus?

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray frowned, and prepared, as he held his sword in front of him, and place two fingers onto the blade, as he focused, and waited for his chance.

IC:

The drones began firing lasers at Ray.

OOC: Sort of like a computer that maintains the connection to the Collective.

oh, and the cubes will be reaching Terra soon.

IC:

"It seems to be an IESA fighter, so, yeah."

The IESA fighter started up with Skrief and Silent in it, and headed towards the Forge, getting there rather quickly through the power of lightspeed.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray moved to either side to avoid the laser blasts, as his ship had reached optimal range, and was now firing at all five Borg cubes, alternating targets as it did so. He also monitored the other situation, but had no clue what he could really do.

IC:

The cube attacked the Forge.

IC:

The Borg cubes found the damage from Ray's ship too weak to even regenerate.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray smirked, as the Borg eventually got within his needed range. Ray then spun around quickly; both sending out multiple Sword Beams at the Borg who had gotten into his range, and a circle barrier that also helped to slice through any Borg who tried to replace the ones who got his by the beams. Ray, however, grimaced at how ineffective this fighting was seeming, and ran through a few possible scenarios in his head, and then shook his head, as he sent his ship toward Terra, quicker than the Borg ships.

IC:
The Borg ships were following.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray noticed that his ship was nearing Terra quickly, as he continued to fend off the Borg drones for the moment.

IC:
The Borg just kept on coming.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray's ship finally reached Terra's surface, and Ray smiled.
"Bye-bye." Ray said, as he attempted to send out a temporary paralysis program, either to the cube, or the Borg themselves, since they seemed to be part robotic... And Ray then transferred down to Terra's surface.
I've gotta try to evacuate all the people I can...

IC:

While the cubes were stopped for a some time, the other cubes had taken over 30% of the galaxy with minimal losses. Their technology was advanced compared to this universe.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray, however, used that time to quickly get to where his friends and family were, and got them to go onto the ship. He also got the military commanders onto his ship as well, but figured he had run out of time for the others, and growled, as he shook his head.
"If there are any other ships around here... I recommend you send them away with some civilians. Now!" Ray warned the military commanders who stayed behind to pilot the Terran ships. Ray glared up to the sky, and growled.
You made a fatal mistake, Rakoua. You're gonna pay for this... Ray thought, as he thought back to that fight, and the fact that that Cyber Human seemed to already hate Rakoua.
I think I need to gather some allies who can actually fight... Ray thought, as he ran back to his ship, and then piloted it away from the doomed Terra.

OOC: You know that this'll eventually come down to a battle of very epic proportions, right? =P

OOC: That's the plan.

IC (Rakoua):

Apparently some civilians were attempting evacuation from Terra.
Rakoua ordered the cubes to fire all their weapons at the fleeing Terrans.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray, however, had the ships activate their shields for the moment, as his ship aimed for the Borg Cubes' external weapons. Ray sighed, as this would be a very experimental test, but connected his communication system to the other Terran ships, and focused.
"Mass Transfer, download begin." Ray stated, as he prepared for a very large energy drain from the mass amount of transferring.

IC:
The cubes continued firing, attempting to break trough the shields. In the meantime, the enemy weapons could do very little to damage the cubes.

-==IC: Ray==-

"Now." Ray said, as a flash of light signified the disappearance of the fleet of ships, to a nearby point that was devoid of Borg for the moment. After the transferring finished, however, Ray gasped, and clutched the side of the control panel of his ship. He panted, having never used the transferring power to that extreme before, and definitely wouldn't be using it again for a long while.
"Everyone... Head quickly... To the nearest... Galaxy..." Ray panted over the communication system, before he collapsed to the ground from exhaustion, his armour deactivated as he laid on the ground, unconscious.

IC:
Meanwhile, the remaining Terrans were being assimilated.

-==IC: Ray==-

A while later, Ray opened his eyes, and looked around the room he was in. He could tell it was the new ship, because it was unfamiliar, but the room setup was similar... However; he didn't know how long had past. He quickly checked his watch, which noted that it was almost exactly 3 hours since the assault on Terra. Ray growled, and slammed his fist into the wall, as he felt guilty that he let that happen.
Some 'hero'... I can't even protect the people who rely on me for protection... Ray thought, as he closed his eyes, knowing that he had rescued everyone important to him... But that wasn't enough; those people should be all that he could rescue, as he snapped his eyes open again.
'Rakoua'... I now realize all he said was a lie... he likely never had been part of any defence force... this was likely his goal all along. And I walked right into his trap, hook line and sinker... He is going to pay for this. Ray thought, as he walked over to the desk nearby, and picked up his black vest, and put it on.
I know what to do now. I will assemble a force strong enough to fight these... Aliens... and then destroy those things... And Rakoua in the process. Ray thought, as he walked out of his room, and toward the command centre.

OOC: Ray's gonna try to recruit Clive first; no matter the fact that they're currently enemies/rivals. =P

IC (Rakoua):

Rakoua looked at a huge holographic display of the galaxy. The cubes had only 20% of the galaxy left to assimilate.

OOC: One note; that's one galaxy... Now our goal is to both gather the survivors from that galaxy who now hate the Borg, and also ally with others in nearby galaxies... This is gonna be interesting.

-==IC: Ray==-

"Status report." Ray stated, as he stepped into the control room. One of Ray's friends was startled by his sudden appearance and command, but nodded.
"Apparently these aliens have taken 80% of the galaxy already." The girl stated, and Ray growled, and muttered under his breath.
"How are these things doing this so quickly; with such efficiency?" Ray wondered out loud, and looked around.
"Where are we, anyway?" Ray asked, a curious look on his face.
"We're in the nearby galaxy you told the commanders to pilot to... We have no clue what type of planets are here; but... there might be people here who could help us. Also; the commanders stated that the other pilots from the initial scouting flight survived; and are heading here to meet up with our fleet." The girl answered, and Ray nodded.
"Let's keep heading further in... The more distance we put between us and the Borg until we can upgrade our ships, the better."

"Of course.  Just let your employer know that I'm available for work if he needs me.  I look forward to working with you as well...here, take this."  Clive hands Thoron a communicator.  "That's a direct line to me.  If you need anything, press the green button to open a comm line, and the blue one to activate the tracer link.  The red button under the glass is a panic button; use it only in emergencies.  If I get that signal, I'll know you're in trouble, and I'll lead in the cavalry.  I only give most folks blue and green, but you've earned this one. ;)  In the meantime, though, I need to check some contacts, see if I can I.D. those people who attacked us."  Especially the Cyber Human and the enchantress, he thought.  "Like I said, if you need me, just call."  With that, Clive initiated the reversion to realspace, and he and Thoron split their ships.  Clive brought his ship around, and both ships jumped back into hyperspace in two different directions.

OOC: Blade, if your ship has a distress signal, now would be a good time.  ;D

EDIT: OOC2: Or you could find the bug I placed on you back on that other planet and reverse-trace the signal...
Also, there are likely several allies of Clive's who are on the run now.

OOC: Ooh, good idea.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray frowned, as he looked around the planet map for the galaxy. He put on the distress signal for the moment; as he wasn't sure who would help on the nearby planets, but didn't want to take any chances with floating dead in space.

IC (Rakoua):

"This took longer then expected. But that is irrelevant. Begin to create the new Unicomplex! And expand the fleet!"

OOC:

BTW, each cube has a data core, if you capture one, it would have all the tech and history and all from before the disaster.

OOC: The problem is doing that is harder than you'd think... Ray tried already. =P

... Granted, it was one on 100,000, but still. =P

OOC: You need a plan.

IC:

Work on the Unicomplex and new cubes began.

OOC: Plan is gathering people to help, and then storming a cube to take it over, so that they could be used against the Borg. Something Ray was trying to do, if he could've found a control panel. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray frowned, as he waited, and walked around the ship, as he looked around the rooms that was on the ship, as he had never had time to find out what kind of rooms were on this space craft.

Clive notices a distress signal coming from the nearest galaxy to his previous location...followed by over six billion other distress signals FROM said galaxy.  "What the--"  He runs to the main computer and pulls up the map of his tracer bugs in that galaxy.  He gasps.

They were all gone.

Well, not all of them.  About a hundred and fifty targets were still transmitting.  One of them was the girl assasin who he had just met...it seemed to be fleeing the galaxy, like most of the others.  Another one was part of a small group of five...and it included the Cyber Human from before.  He seemed to be at the origination point of the first distress signal.  Clive made his decision.  He dropped out of hyperspace, turned his ship slightly, and jumped to the system the Cyber Human was in.  I hope I don't regret this...

*thoron sees everything clive does*

"what's the plan?" he says, strapping on his armor "or do we even have one?'

OOC: Actually, they're just outside the galaxy, but either way, it works. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray was about to check one room that looked to be spacious enough to allow training, when a beeping occurred; and the girl from before's voice then rang out over the intercom.
"Ray; get back to the Command Centre; there's a ship approaching us." Ray groaned, and then sighed, as he ran back toward the Command Centre quickly.

IC (Rakoua):

Rakoua was reviewing his master plan.

OOC: Being the bad guy can be boring sometimes.

OOC: Would you rather me have a Kamikaze character try to destroy you and fail? I've got a Terran passing by, I think. =P

OOC: Of course.

IC (Rakoua):

Rakoua contemplated the next offensive.

-==IC: Terran==-

Meanwhile, one of the pilots from Terra sped toward the Borg cubes.
"You're gonna pay for what you did to our planet..." The pilot stated, as he sped toward the cubes, and charged up a RBL to fire at the Cubes.

IC (Rakoua):
Rakoua saw the starship heading towards his Main Borg Tactical Cube with some sort of miniature weapon.
He thought it wasn't a threat and ignored it.

Clive's ship drops out of hyperspace in front of Ray's Terran Battlegroup.

"This is mercenary Clive Parsons responding to your distress call.  Just FYI, it's one of over six--no, EIGHT billion.  Now, I know there's a Cyber Human on-board who may or may not want me dead, but considering something just took out a galaxy, I'm willing to help anyway.  I just need to know one thing: What the karking blazes just happened?!"

He notices a transmission from Thoron.  He temporarily mutes his transmission to the Terrans and takes the call.  "Done already?  Good, because I may need some backup.  That Cyber Human put out a distress signal, and I decided to answer it.  Something just took out that entire galaxy, and he's one of the relatively few survivors.  Something bad is going down, and we need to be prepared for it.  I'm sending my coordinates now."

He unmutes the transmission to the Terrans.  "I have an ally who's on route.  When he gets here, we'll beam over and await your breifing."

Thoron's ship dropped out of hyperspace with a flash, and disappeared. Thoron then materialized right next to Clive, wearing heavy armor and carrying a massive gun. "Any news?"

-==IC: Ray==-

"Clive? That's your name? Nice to know." Ray retorted over the comm system, but then paused.
"Sorry; sorry. Lemme start again... I'm Ray. This small fleet has the remainder of the population of the planet Terra. There's a couple of Cyber Humans; but the one you ran into was me... And that was a total misunderstanding I think..." Ray admitted, but then paused.
"And alright; I'll await your arrival. This is big; and from what you're saying... This affected the whole galaxy." Ray said with a small growl that was only audible to the crew of Ray's ship.

-==IC: Terran==-

The Terra pilot fired his Really Big Laser; and aimed a few other shots at one of the hatches on the Borg Cube, as he flew past the cube multiple times to try and damage it.

IC (Rakoua):
Suddenly, a large Borg fleet, including the Main Tactical Cube, was sent to a neighbouring galaxy to begin its assimilation. On the way, the small terran ship was destroyed as a cube crashed into it and continued on undamaged.

OOC: To prevent things from getting awkward for the moment... Let's say that galaxy isn't the one that everyone's currently gathering in. =P

-==IC: Terran==-

In his final moments, the Terran noticed the Cube getting closer and closer.
"Oh no..." The Terran mumbled; and then let out the Wilhelm Scream as he was getting destroyed.

OOC: =P

OOC: OK, but the next galaxy attacked will be yours. Since I'm going to bed soon, so I couldn't controll the Borg during the engagement. By tomorrow, that galaxy I just attacked should be assimilated.

OOC: Unless there are problems, of course; but that likely won't happen. =P

IC (Rakoua):
It seemed that this was a relativly unadvanced galaxy and would fall soon.

"I don't know.  Our friend here says his name is Ray, and that he needs help.  Let's beam over there and see what's going on."

Clive beams himself over to Ray, and waits for Thoron to do the same.

*does the wake-up*

"OK, we're both here.  What happened?  One minute I'm leaving the galaxy to complete a contract, the next it's been wiped clean of life.  You obviously got out--how?  What got everyone?"  Clive notices that Ray's companion was no longer there.  "And where is your friend from before?  Did he get...caught in the disaster?"

IC: Kaila

Kaila shoved her way through all the refugees streaming down the transport shuttle, and glared up at the sky. "Now I'll never get my ship out of inpound." She muttered

IC (Rakoua):

The small neighbouring galaxy was assimilated by now.

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray's eyes narrowed at the mention of Rakoua, though not by name.
"I'm gonna start from the moment we parted... I had been walking around to look for the leader as I had been before I goofed and thought your office was the main building. But then I looked up and noticed Rakoua, the guy I was with, was charging a planet destroying laser. I managed to... Err... 'Find' a ship, and get off the planet, and tracked him to another location, to find out just what the heck was going on. However; then I see about 5 giant... cubes, that's all I can call them. And they were headed straight for my home planet, Terra." Ray stated, and then stopped for a brief moment to breathe in.
"I transferred onto one of the ships, and notice these... weird humanoid things with what looked to be mechanical implants. Said weird things started to attack me. I tried to kill them off, but things just weren't going fast enough, so instead, I froze the ship for a moment, sent my ship down to Terra, and then started to evacuate as many people as I could. We nearly didn't even get away; as they started firing at us as soon as we tried to flee. However; I somehow transferred all of us a safe distance away." Ray said, and then frowned.
"Rakoua's behind all of this; I just know it. He's the one that seems to have wiped out the planets; or done something to them... And I think of the Galaxy; there are only a handful of people who are still able to fight, and those are the ones who miraculously fled." Ray finished his explanation, a grim look on his face.

OOC: Jade: If you want, we could say the ship that Ray took was yours... I always did think someone could have stealthily crept on board. =P

IC:

Skrief and Silent Storm arrived and landed at the Forge.

OOC: Your turn, Rexus.

IC (Silent Storm):  "This is the Forge of Creation, Several Millenia of Myth from my Homeworld has only scratched the surface of this place's glory. This is the home of the Original beings of this Planet, and the place were Rexus Prime itself was born." *A voice called from one of the many hallways: "Welcome to Rexus Factories"*

IC:

"This place is still operational... does it have defences? Saw the Cubes and Spheres outside?"

Suddenly, the Forge shook.

IC (Silent Storm): "Of course it has defenses, how did the Creator keep it operatial during his reign? Legend tells of a Ancient Super Weapon within these walls, powered by a Ancient Sith Holocron! Also it should have a Teleportation sequencer, which means we could make a quick escape..."

IC:

"I'm liking what I am hearing... even if it's SITH, Super-Intergalactiv-Terrifying-Humans. I suggest we fire the super-weapon and then teleport. Also, we should get data on those things attacking your planet."

IC (Silent Storm):

"I'm sure the Creator made a Data Collector.. but there is still one question: Why is this place called Rexus Factories? And why does landing here require a IESA Code Module?"

IC:

"Good question. At least the ship we currently have had one. Let's go see that Data Collector."

IC (Silent Storm): "Alright, I'll go check a Internal Map Checkpoint to see where it is."

IC:

"I'll follow. I want to see this thing, all of it."

IC (Silent Storm): *Takes a look at a nearby Map* "Don't get your hopes up, according to this most of the rooms were either Shut down or limited to use by this: Darth Rexus."

IC:

"Can we still access basic defence and information rooms? If something blocks us, blast it down."

IC (Silent Storm): "Yeah, the Defense Complex is to the Left of here, it has infomation of all the enemies that the Forge has faced, and most of the weapons. The Super Weapon seems to be in a locked vault."

IC:

Skrief rushed to the Defence Complex. He quickly searched the information banks for what the Cube and Spheres were, and got the results.

"...Does the name 'Borg' mean anything to you? I've heard of their exploits before the Regression, they are a terrifying race, but after the Regression... this is amazing and terrifying to me."

OOC: Would it mess anything at all up, if I had Havok randomly appear in the Forge of Creation? =P Just looking for ways to intro him, and this is my first option. =P

IC (Silent Storm): "Borg, yeah I've heard those Myths, lets hope this place can withold their attacks."

OOC: It might make sense if he had any connection to Rexus Factories or Rexus Prime, but he could have been tele'd there by the Borg.

IC:

"And not get... Assimilated... let's blast our way intp the locked vault that the superweapon is in."

OOC: Well, he might have. Remember, his past is unknown currently. =P Tele'd by the Borg would make slightly less sense.

-==IC: Havok==-

"The Borg, huh?" A mysterious person said, from behind Silent Storm and Skrief. The person had a mask that looked like black bandages, and wore a brown cloak along with beige pants and brown boots. A very old fashioned sword could be seen on the person's back, as he walked toward the two.
"Yeah, their exploits were bad. However; from the sounds of it, they're making a very large comeback." The person said, as he looked around.
"Interesting. Haven't been here for a very long time..." The person muttered, and looked back.
"However, the Borg are back; and if they're not stopped... Honestly, I'm not sure what can be done. They've taken over at least this Galaxy, already."

IC (Silent Storm): "Blast? Not likely, the only thing that can blast that Vault is the Super Weapon itself, and the only person with access is Darth Rexus. I'll check for some more answers on how we might get that weapon..." *Walks towards a Room that seems to be whispering in a language that died out billions of years ago*

OOC: Darn, Ninja'd, slightly, sorry for Silent completely ignoring Havok :/

IC:

While Silent walked towards the room, Skrief stayed to talk to this stranger.

"Are you crazy? The information banks register only one Borg Cube and Two Borg Spheres in this Galaxy. This place was a product of the great charity, IESA, and is very old but very powerful, so it makes no sense to me why they would attack it."

OOC: AFAIK, Rexus Prime and the Forge are in a completely different galaxy to the assimilated ones.

IC (Silent Storm): "This place is of IESA?"

-==IC: Havok==-

The man blinked, and then checked the screen as well, and then sighed.
"Sorry; long distance teleportation really messes with your sense of location. I meant another galaxy; the one that had a black whole. It's been entirely assimilated. And a galaxy near that, from what I had heard, was on it's way to having the same treatment." The person said with his eyes narrowed to reflect the grim situation.

OOC: Since I can't show expression with frowns and the like... =P

IC:

"Wasn't this Rexus guy in IESA? Also, stranger, this place apparently has its own teleportation system."

IC (Silent Storm): "He was... so Rexus Prime must be a product of IESA..."

-==IC: Havok==-

The person sighed.
"I could've told you that..." The person said, not exactly liking the fact that he was being ignored.
"My name is... Havok." The stranger said, and frowned.
"The Borg already have the potential to be a major threat, and the fact that they are highly advanced compared to the galaxies now... We need to stop them. Now."

IC (Silent Storm): "Havok... the only aid we have is in that vault, they've won, game over."

IC:

"Well, if you can get to the super-weapon's vault... then we have a chance."

IC (Silent Storm): "Something makes me believe the key is in this room. I'm going in."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok shook his head, and instead examined the vault, as he drew his sword slowly.
"You say the only thing that could get through is that weapon? Any ventilation shafts? Or seals that could get broken?" Havok asked, as he didn't think it was that closely guarded against attacks.

IC (Silent Storm): "Its... doubtful. Seems like it is a box, and it might just be that, no door."

-==IC: Havok==-

"What's it made out of? That would help figure out the next step." Havok said, as he looked over the vault some more, gathering ideas himself.

IC (Silent Storm): "I don't know, seems to be some Radioactive Mineral fused with... Dark Engery, same thing goes for this room, 'cept this one has a un-locked door."

-==IC: Havok==-

"That it?" Havok asked, as he held his sword in his left hand, out to the side, as a glow surrounded the blade.

IC:

"It's stronger than that. Much stronger than that. It's layered with the strongest things, some of which are currently unknown.

IC (Silent Storm): "Try cracking it, there isn't anything holding you back."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok concentrated, as the glow brightened, and Havok then swung the sword at the vault, unleashing a concentrated slash of energy at the wall, instead of simply unleashing it as a spin slash.

IC:

Skrief watched Havok's failure to open the Vault.

"I told you."

IC (Silent Storm): Silent Storm watched Havok for a moment, then entered the Room he had been staring at, inside it was Dark with a Red fog covering the Fog, it had three central Pillars and many more Pillars surronding them, each one with a Dark red Pyramid on top, at the very center was a Dark Stone Table with a Slightly Large Pyramid on top. As Silent Storm entered the room the entrance to the room closed.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok, however, continued to concentrate more attacks on that one spot.
"Not gonna do us any good if he can't find the key, will it? Gotta have other ways." Havok mentioned, as he continued to attack the vault.

IC (Silent Storm): Silent looked behind him as the entrance closed and as he turned back he noticed his Second shadow had dissapeared, as he look forward he saw the room suddenly grow Darker...

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok narrowed his eyes in frustration, as he continued to slash at the vault.
"... Okay, maybe this isn't as easy as I expected."

IC (Silent Storm): Silent Storm fell to the ground and left reality, all that remained was a Whisper.

IC:

Skrief noticed that now, the entrance to where Silent had gone was now closed.

"Silent, are you in there?"

IC (Rakoua):

The Borg were making quick progress. The primitive universe was no match to the Cubes. The only thing slowing down the Borg was the fact that there were no transwarp conduits and only one cube was outfited with a Coaxial Warp Drive.

As such, Rakoua teleported to that cube and used the CWD to get back to the original galaxy, where he was informed that the signature of the refugee ships were found.
"Let's go!"

IC (Silent Storm): Silent Storm walked towards Skreif "Yeah I'm fine."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok stopped, and frowned, as he turned toward Silent Storm.
"So... Did you find that key?"

IC:

The cube emerged out of warp near Ray's position.

IC (Silent Storm): "No, it wasn't there, but something was..." *Silent Storm walks towards the Vault*

IC:

In the meantime, a fleet of 5 cubes emerged near the Forge.

IC (Silent Storm): "The Borg... I'll go get the Super Weapon"

-==IC: Havok==-

"What was?" Havok asked, as something didn't seem... right. And it wasn't just the fact that he could feel the presence of Borg approaching. He was mentally prepared if anything happened, but didn't know what could happen.
"But; if you didn't find the key; you can't open the vault..." Havok said with his eyes narrowed to indicate a frown.

IC (Rakoua):

"This is most interesting."

The cube located the enemy.

OOC: Rakoua's on board, so if you want to talk to him...

IC:

"Experience tells me that there is more than one way into things, and I'm getting impatient. I want to eradicate these borg, destroy them completely... how old are you, stranger?"

OOC: Rakoua; I can't respond until Flipz responds. I have morals. =P </jk>

And if Rakoua's on board, Ray won't try to talk to him... He'll try to kill him. =P

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok looked at Skrief, and sighed.
"To be honest... I've forgotten my age." Havok stated with a shrug; though in his head, he knew that was a lie.

OOC: I guess that attack is frozen for now then.

IC:

The cubes opened fire.


OOC: Is the Forge in the Borg galaxy?

IC (Silent Storm): Silent Storm walks towards the Vault
"Lets see if this still works." Silent waves one of his hands, and the Vault opens.

OOC: The Forge is in the same Galaxy as Rexus was in during the old Space Was Saga.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok looked at Silent Storm with his eyes wide, as he suddenly held his sword to the side, and charged energy around it.
"Who are you?" Havok stated as he narrowed his eyes.
"Or rather; how did you do that?"

OOC: I think I can guess just what happened. =P

OOC: Ah. It's still getting attacked since the Borg don't want it existing.

IC (Silent Storm): "I'm a Silent Storm, and my Shadow did that."

OOC: The Borg can't stop Rexus Factories! D:

IC:

The cubes continued firing at the Forge.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok growled, as the blasts shook the Forge.
"We can discuss this later; we need to get that." Havok stated, as he ran into the vault to get the Super Weapon.

OOC: What is the Super Weapon, anyway? =P

IC:

The Cubes continued firing, attempting to knock out the defenses and destroy the main reactor.

OOC: A Turret thing I made from a Holocron I acquired in Space Wars 3, since the Forge is Rexus Factories it was kept there.

IC (Silent Storm): "I believe my Shadow can also help with that." Silent held his hand in the air and the Vault Melted, leaving only the Super Weapon left.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok nodded, and looked at the turret.
"Is this thing movable, because we need this outside, ASAP." Havok stated, a serious look in his eyes.

IC:

The cubes began to break trough.

IC:

"Silent, is your shadow using the force? Didn't know you could do that... do people from your planet get the ability to use the dead via shadows? Anyway, this looks like a rather big super-weapon... needing at least three people to operate it?"

-==IC: Havok==-

"Well, then it's a good thing we have three people now." Havok said, still slightly wary of Silent Storm. Something seemed off; especially after Skrief mentioned the Force...

IC (Silent Storm): "I doubt it is movable, but there might be a hatch nearby that this thing could fire through."

IC:

"Isn't it already in front of a hatch? And again... how did you use the force?"

-==IC: Havok==-

"That's not important right now!" Havok stressed, as he looked above the SuperWeapon.
"Right; there's a hatch." Havok said, and took no hesitation in raising his right hand, and letting loose an energy blast that destroyed the hatch.
"Now, super weapon; Borg; those are our priorities right now."

IC: "My shadow uses the Force..."

IC:

"...Okaaay... let's man the turret. One to shoot, one to maintain its ammunition supply and one to co-ordinate where it hits?"

-==IC: Havok==-

"I'll shoot." Havok volunteered, as he climbed into the Turret's main controls.

IC: "I can Co-Ordinate, I can already sense where they are."

IC:

"I guess I load up its near-infinite ammunition supply. Which is already done for the time being so I'll see if you hit."

-==IC: Havok==-

"Right, right, let's just get started." Havok stated, as he looked up at the Borg Cubes.
"Looks like there's 5 of them. How powerful is this thing? Should it only take one each?"

IC:

"Hopefully, only Silent knows the power of this thing. But to require a manual ammunition supply, it must be quite powerful."

-==IC: Havok==-

"Yeah; hopefully. Though, it could just be extremely old." Havok pointed out, as he watched the Borg Cubes carefully.

IC: "From it's birth this thing can destroy two medium sized Space Stations in one hit."

IC

"...ouch, so it's equivalent to a galaxy-without-defences-destroying thing. Stranger, I suggest you get firing..."

-==IC: Havok==-

"Perfect." Havok said, and looked up to the Borg ships, this time to coordinate which one to blow a hole through first.
"I will; just give me the go-ahead; and I'll pull this trigger faster than you can say 'cheese'."

IC:

"Cheese. There, fired yet?"

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok, of course, fired after the first three letters of 'cheese'; and sent one of the galaxy destroying shots at the closest Borg Cube, and then stood up, and shielded his eyes so that he could watch the explosions that ensued.

IC: "This weapon only fires at a zone specified by a Secret Code, enter the Code: Zone Delta, Fire Maxium 20, Mini Zone 14, that Borg cube is gonna get hit, but not so that it will explode."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok blinked, and then turned around to raise an eyebrow at Silent Storm.
"What's that, again?" Havok asked, not understanding a word he said.

IC:

"Okay? I'm going to go view stuff through the windows."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok paused, and listened to the instructions and techno-babble again, and suddenly realized what he meant.
"Oooh." Havok said, and tapped in the instructions into the SuperWeapon, and then fired correctly this time.
"... But why don't we want the Cube to explode...?"

IC:

"If that's the case, then explode the others..."

IC: "It won't explode without the code, the shot will just hit the shield. The shot with the code will fire with more mover and will guide itself to the nearest weak-point."

OOC: Sorry for the poor grammar ect... I'm typing on a iPad :/

IC:

"Oh... your shadow tells you this, doesn't it?"

IC: "Yes, and the Shadow has a name..."

IC:

"If it knows so much... is its name Darth Rexus?"

IC:

The first Borg cube was hit and destroyed.

"Warning. Solid ammunition weapon detected. Identify.

Identification complete.

Reverse shield polarity, deploy countermeasures.*

IC (Darth Rexus): "Yes..."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok narrowed his eyes.
"I knew it..." Havok muttered under his breath, but simply looked at Silent Storm.
"What's the code for the next one? Quick!"

IC:

"Silent... what happened to your voice? And... Darth Rexus... this is a great historical opportunity."

OOC:

oh no

OOC: Yeah... I called this happening. =P

-==IC: Havok==-

"Isn't it obvious, Skrief?" Havok asked, as he just continued to look at Silent Storm.
"And what's the next code?"

IC (Darth Rexus): "The Code? Yes, yes. Zone Supernova Cascade, Maxium Power 20, Mini Zone 42"

OOC: ::)

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok nodded, and tapped in the second code, to send the second missile flying toward the second of the five Borg Cubes.
"We can't let them figure out exactly what's happening... Next code!"
I'm fighting alongside a Sith. Never saw this day coming- Well; there was that ONE time; but still.

OOC: Given the hints, Havok pretty much understand exactly who's in control right now. =P

IC:

The second cube was also destroyed, but by then the other three had deployed countermeasures and started firing at both the turret and the Forge.

OOC: Can I destroy the Forge?

IC (Darth Rexus): "Next code? Zone Doomsday, Maximum Power 20, Mini Zone 76. And you mentioned you've been here before?"

OOC: Just for reference, the Forge is actually Rexus Factories, Silent only called it the Forge since he'd been told that it was the Place of Rexus Prime's birth.
And I will allow you to destroy it partially, the useless part, with the scrap metal :P

-==IC: Havok==-

"You could say that." Havok stated, as he typed the code in; and then fired off the third missile.
"We need some way to guard against those blasts..." Havok said, as one nearly missed the turret.

IC (Darth Rexus): "My defense mechanism is a Teleportation device installed in the main console room."

OOC: I gtg soon.

IC:

The third missile hit one of the countermeasures and destroyed it, but didn't reach the cube.

"Countermeasures are working. Continue to fire at the turret."

In the meantime, a large chunk of Rexus Factories exploded.

OOC: We'll activate the defense mechanism once you do; good idea?

-==IC: Havok==-

"Hmm..." Havok said, and saw that the missile didn't work, and fired off another.
"If we could get at least that one destroyed; then we'd get rid of some of the Borg's force..."

IC (Darth Rexus): "These cubes have just destroyed part of Modern Day History, I'm taking this Factory to a much... nicer... Star System, prepare for Teleportation."

-==IC: Havok==-

"Got it; just hope they don't return." Havok said, as he dropped to the ground, and then held onto a nearby grip on the ground.

IC (Darth Rexus): "Primary Support, send message to Decode Alpha, Egnite the System, NOW!" With that the Factory leaped through cosmic fields towards a new Planet.

OCC: I gtg.

IC:

The cubes, seeing that the enemy teleported, continued to assimilate that galaxy.

IC:

"At least we are safe... for now. I feel odd with a SITH."

-==IC: Havok==-

"I'm gonna admit; I feel the same way." Havok said, as he stood up after the transportation, and looked at Silent Storm.
"I'm gonna take a guess and say you prefer being called Darth Rexus to Silent Storm?" Havok asked, as he prepared to quickly draw his sword if needed; though he made no move to right at this moment.

IC:

"Meh."

Skrief walked to the information area of the Forge, and read up on IESA, and shortly returned.

"IESA was not a charity... it was the intergalactic electric and sith alliance. But that changes everything... what they told me all those years ago was a lie... how... but if IESA was the enemy of many people, then who fought for universal peace?"

-==IC: Havok==-

"The Federation fought for peace." Havok stated, and frowned.
"It is weird; but stuff... Got messed up after the Regression. However; everything needs to be put aside; if the Borg are back." Havok said and looked around, as he stood up.
"We need to gather people; we need to get ready... We need to prepare; for a fight."

IC:

"Was there anyone that either of you two knew that were against the borg? And I mean REALLY, really against them? Even if they're dead, it could provide morale."

-==IC: Havok==-

"There was Jade, Marik, and some others like..." Havok said, and then hesitated for a moment.
"Well, there was Kaze, who eventually went by the name of 'Omega Blademan'... But well... I personally haven't heard of any records about him for a very long time. If any of them were around, however; they'd join us in a heartbeat... However; I doubt any of them are still alive." Havok said, as he sighed.
"I'm sure that there are refugees from the attack on the galaxies. If we can find some of those; and those refugees are powerful... We might just stand a chance."

IC:

Suddenly, in the room Havok was in, an object melted into some sort of liquid and then turned into a person...

OOC: THis is a good guy. Raks from the original.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok tensed; and whirled around as he saw the object melting.
"What...?" Havok asked, surprised.

OOC: Ah, finally found an idea for a good guy? =P Any ideas for a brand new one? Just curious there.

IC:

"Odd. Any others? And until recently I thought this Marik guy was an evil space emperor... guess everything I know is wrong..."

OOC: It was from the original Space Wars.

IC (Raks):

"Calm down. I am not here to harm you."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok's eyes showed surprise, and he didn't respond to Skrief's question at first.
"Raks?!" Havok asked, surprised at his sudden appearance, and then paused, and turned to Skrief.
"All history got messed up after the Regression."

IC (Raks):
"I remember you."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok narrowed his eyes at Raks, and slightly shook his head, in the 'not now' way.
"I dunno; I've heard of you from the correct history, but..."

IC (Raks):

"So I believe you understand my function here?"

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok paused.
"To... help destroy the Borg?" Havok guessed, with a slight shrug.

OOC: =P

IC:

Skrief looked down.

"First, it was great, and now it's terrifying... it feels lonely being the only person from after the Regression. Maybe it was a time paradox, or a failed experiment of time travel, or maybe a saviour of the universe that stopped many plans in the form of pure energy... or the universe being reset."

Skrief felt awkward.

"Does Rexus here plan to revive this so-called IESA or something like that? At this rate, I wouldn't be surprised if the Forge just went back in time, even though that's impossible. This could only be made more awkward by having the evil space emperor Marik appear, or the atrocious queen Paradox suddenly be alive, or the galaxy of peace still existing, or the regression not happening, or a conspiracy being held right now, or Tartar Sauce not being invented by Dar T. Tartarsauce. If you can't tell, I feel very awkward right now as the only person that's less than a century old."

IC (Raks):

"No, first we need to look at the big picture. THe Borg shall be defeated, as always. But it will take the unification of the universe to do it. To do this, we need to destroy this place and prevent the IESA from existing.

-==IC: Havok==-

"Hey, I still didn't say my age." Havok said, slightly hurt by his assumption; regardless of whether it was true or not.
"As for what happened... Even I'm not too sure. But none of this matters now. And well, I can guarantee you more or less that the Forge didn't go back in time; I had been wandering before the Borg invaded everywhere, so..." Havok said with a shrug, and paused.
"... Err... 'Dar T. Tartarsauce'?" After saying that, Havok then turned to Raks, and thought.
"That might be an idea; but... What if stuff like the Turret is needed in the destruction of the Borg...?"

OOC: =P

IC (Raks):

"The IESA is an organization that I have been fighting for centuries. It has to be destroyed. The Borg have a weakness that one man could exploit, but first we need to ensure that it is an available option to us."

IC:

"First Stranger, It might be a mistranslation, I really have no idea. I'm 19, you people must be about nine million years old, right? How does one live that long? That's as ridiculous as a shapeshifting species or a teleporting species or a species composed entirely of clones...

Second Stranger, what if the IESA could be briefly used as an ally?"

-==IC: Havok==-

"How do we ensure that?" Havok asked with his eyes narrowed like he was frowning. However, he then turned to Skrief again.
"Teleporting and Shapeshifting species used to exist... And I'm not nine million years old; I'll say that. I'm not that old." Havok said with a chuckle.

IC (Raks):

"I am immortal. As is Rakoua and a few other people." I said.

"Anyway, we need to destroy this place first. And the turret. Especialy the turret. "

IC:

"How am I supposed to know, Stranger? I'm a traveller, not a war veteran. And shapeshifting species are impossible. Teleporting ones I can understand, but shapeshifting ones? A lie, a complete lie. Is the turret doomed to be assimilated?"

IC (Raks):

"You have a data core from before the Regression, correct? If so, look for the Founders in it."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok sighed at that.
"Shapeshifting species aren't impossible, there's been multiple in the correct history. Whether they survived the Regression, however; that's a different story." Havok said, and turned to Raks.
"Why especially the turret? Sure, it could be misused, but it's our best weapon against the Borg right now..."

OOC: Raks, not Rakoua =P

IC (Raks):

"The turret is a weapon of immense power. When the Borg are defeated, we will not have access to it anymore and it could be used for destruction you couldn't even imagine."

IC:

"I guess I'll search the information banks... *sigh*"

Skrief searched the information banks for 'shapeshifting species', returned with, in alphabetical order:

Akdalians
Aktada
Lepduiaa
Zsutscions

"I guess this confirmed they did exist but none survived the Regression."

Then he searched for 'Havok'.

IC (Raks):

"There are several more, including the Founders and a few interstellar lifeforms that I doubt survived."

IC:

"Oh... there is no info on this Havok guy... what is your name?"

OOC: Whoops. =P

-==IC: Havok==-

According to the databanks, no-one by that name or codename existed. Meanwhile, Havok nodded.
"That is true... Is this place teleportation proof, though?" Havok asked with a frown. Havok turned to Skrief.
"My name is not of concern for now... Havok is what I am known as to the Borg; therefore it's a fitting nickname until the time where my true name is of importance to reveal." Havok stated, a frown under his mask.

IC (Raks):

"I don't know, but I know a way to destroy it."

-==IC: Havok==-

"How would you destroy it?" Havok asked, slightly curious.

IC (Raks):

"Are you capable of teleporting both me and yourself at the same time?"

IC:

Skrief searched the information banks for Borg weaknesses, but disappointed to find that most of them were probably not weaknesses by now.

"I guess I'll properly introduce myself? I'm near-human, 19, and my name is Skrief Trijhak and I am a traveller. And the weird thing is that nobody has been able to identify what makes my branch of 'humanity' is different from normal humans... Also, I want to come, wherever you are going."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok responded to Raks first.
"Yeah; definitely." Havok said with a nod, and turned to Skrief.
"Nice to meet you, Skrief; sorry I need to be so secretive." Havok said with a shrug.

IC (Raks):

"Teleport all three of us to a spot 671 meters from the turret."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok looked at Raks curiously.
"What about Rexus?" Havok asked, as he motioned to the other person there.

IC (Raks):
"Ever heard of Darth Rexus?"

IC:

"He just heard all of what we just said. If he's evil, nice going, oblivious people. Because he's with us right now."

IC (Raks):

"He is irrelevant without his fancy superweapon."

-==IC: Havok==-

"Yeah, I know that." Havok said, as he pointed straight to Rexus.
"But, well... Would he revive the IESA?"

OOC: =P

IC:

"I have a better question: what happened to Silent Storm apart from his body having a different host?"

IC (Raks):

"Can we do the teleportation first?"

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok paused.
"That's... That's a very good question." Havok said with a frown, as he looked to the room that he had gone into.
"He went into that room, and came out as Darth Rexus..." Havok said, and paused, before he turned to Raks.
"Alright. Is this in space? Just wondering, since I doubt Skrief can breathe in space..."

IC (Raks):

I sent some sort of communication to that point in space, and suddenly a massive, beautiful ship decloaked.

"No."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok looked in amazement, and then nodded.
"Right." Havok said, and teleported the three of them into the ship. After that, he walked forward slightly, and turned back a bit.
"So, Raks, were you here waiting for us to arrive? Or was it luck?"

IC (Raks):
We were on board of the TFS Seeker, in a hallway. Many crewmembers, some of them from species that were extinct outside, were walking trough I opened a door and we entered a large room.

"I have been wandering for many years aboard this ship, waiting for the universe to be rebuilt. And I anticipated your arrival here after the Borg attack."

OOC: The ship looks like this:
(http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20091016065043/andromeda/images/thumb/d/da/Heritage.jpg/556px-Heritage.jpg)

-==IC: Havok==-

"I arrived here before the Borg attacked; but well... You're lucky that we teleported here." Havok said, and sighed.
"So; what's the plan now? We need backup if this is anything like the wars of old." Havok stated with a grim look on his face.

OOC: Cool ship. =D

IC (Raks):

"This ship is from an era far more advanced then the one the Borg are from. The main Ion cannon can knock out a Cube with ease. We can use it as our new Flagship." I said.

-==IC: Havok==-

"Sweet." Havok said with a nod.
"Did any other technology get salvaged?" Havok asked, a curious look on his face.

IC (Raks):
"This ship is all that remains of the once great Starfleet. The leader of it was Marik. No other ships survived, unfortunatly."

-==IC: Havok==-

Shock and surprise registered on Havok face then.
"This used to be Marik's ship?! Well... It must've been a relatively new model, then?" Havok asked, his eyes showing his confusion.

IC (Raks):
"No it wasn't Marik's ship. It was my ship. Marik was the leader of Starfleet."

-==IC: Havok==-

"Ah; I knew that part; I thought you were meaning the ship. That makes sense now." Havok said with a nod.
"So... Are you saying we should try to attack the Borg right now, without any individual backup... Or to gather an army, and then attack? Just wondering."

IC (Raks):

"Gather an army of course. No ship, however powerfull, cannot take the full force of the Borg alone."

-==IC: Havok==-

"Yeah; that's true." Havok nodded.
"Any ideas where to look first? Some of the people from the first galaxy the Borg took over retreated I think; but I'm not sure who would be useful in a battle like this... not many of them have actually proven themselves in any big battles like this before..." Havok said with a frown.

IC (Raks):

"We only need manpower. Not actuall skill or anything."

-==IC: Havok==-

"You've got a point there. But then, who could we get that could help with the manpower of taking down the Borg?" Havok asked with a frown.
"I don't know of any powerful people who only appeared after the Regression..."

IC (Raks):

"I am not sure... We need to show that we can defeat them, then people would come to us. But first we need to destroy the turret."

-==IC: Havok==-

"Right... Can we destroy only that turret? I'm not sure if we can take down the entire complex, or not." Havok said, as he looked out at the Forge.

IC (Raks):

I ordered the crew to fire the Ion cannon into the turret.

"There. That should take out the turret and disable the complex for a while."

-==IC: Havok==-

"Alright then... Let's give the Borg some havok, shall we?" Havok asked, as he stretched out with a slight yawn.

IC (Raks):
"Where should we strike first?"

-==IC: Havok==-

"That's a good question." Havok said, as he thought for a moment.
"Got a Star Map? Mine got vaporized during my last quest to help people..."

IC (Raks):
"We can go to Astrometrics if you want..."

-==IC: Havok==-

"I'm gonna assume that's an area on the ship, and say okay." Havok said with a chuckle, and nodded.

IC (Raks):
I laughed a bit and exited the room, walking to Astrometrics.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok followed Raks quickly, looking around the ship as he did so.
"Haven't seen anything like this for a while."

IC (Raks):

"When did you last see something like this?"

-==IC: Havok==-

"A while ago... before the Regression, I know that." Havok said with a nod.

IC (Raks):

"Well, here we are."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok nodded, as he walked into the room, and then looked around it slowly.

OOC: FINALLY!  Have I mentioned that moving sucks?  Also: QUIT POSTING TEN PAGES WHEN I'M NOT ONLINE!!!!  >:( :P :P :P :P

IC: Clive

"Oh my stars..."  When Ray started talking, Clive didn't just hear what he was saying...he saw it.  When Ray was finished, Clive shook his head to clear it.  "Well, that might explain that business of 'messing with you' before...I just saw everything you just said.  Something screwy's going on with our cybernetics.  i wonder if that sorceress person is involved..."
"Oh, right.  Back to the matter at hand.  I think I recognize those things from an old data file...a friend of mine in another galaxy has a collection of them.  We may be able to get some info on those things' weaknesses from him...meantime, though, we need allies.  We need to sort through those distress signals, figure out which ones are survivors and which ones are automated signals from people who are now dead.  If people survived, they're probably strong enough to help us fight these...things.  And Rakoua.  Lemme just say this now, friend: If you're around, I'll let you strike Rakoua down, but if I get a shot and you're not there to take it, I'm doin' it myself.  I owe him some major pain for all the (%@* he started.  Plus, he owes me a new office.  And a new planet."
"For now, though, we're fugitives.  That means we gotta think like fugitives, and no one knows subterfuge better than a spy.  Like me.  Part of the whole "mercenary" gig, it covers a really wide field of possibilities.  Anyway, the first thing a spy does when he's being tracked is--"

Just then, the Borg ships show up.  "Sithspit!  Ok, men, back to the ships.  Follow my lead!"  Clive beams back to his ship, links it to Thoron's, and immediately begins evasive maneuvers.  Once the Terran ships form up behind him, he flies right next to a sphere, so close the weapons can't track him fast enough to hit.  "Reconfigure your shields to this configuration, and put these coordinates into your navicomputer!"  Once the other ships responded they were ready, Clive said, "Activate your FTL drive on my mark!"  He leads the ships straight at the main cube at top speed.  Preparing singularity in 3..2..1... A crackling sphere of violet lightning forms in the front cannon of Clive's ship.  "3..2..1...MARK!"  The exact instant the ships activate their Faster Than Light drives, the sphere shoots out a crackling beam.  Right next to the Borg Cube.  Instantly, a quantum singularity opens up, damaging the Borg Cube, and the other ships shoot into it.  A split second later, the portal closes, but not before another group of ships emerges, totally alien in appearance and almost...alive.

The Undine had arrived.

OOC: @ Rakoua: Two can play at the "massive fleets of enemies" thing. :knuppel2: :knuppel2: :knuppel2: :P

IC (Darth Rexus): Darth Rexus walked towards the Turret (or the remains if thats the case :P) and took out the now glowing Holocron, he then walked away towards a very large room... THE LABORATORY! MUAHAHAHAHAHA

IC (Rakoua):

"Call in reinforcements. Deploy transwarp ring at this location."

Soon, a hundred Borg ships exited the Transwarp ring and began firing at the newcomers. Rakoua teleported to the main ship.

"These appar to be organic ships. Prepare nanoprobe torpedoes."

IC (Raks):

A holographic display with hundreds of millions of solar systems in several galaxies appeared.

"The Borg are building a new Unicomplex in the Terra system. There would be many cubes there. We need a soft target."

IC (Darth Rexus): As Rexus walked into the room he put the Holocron aside, and headed for a Cryo-Freezing Chamber. Inside was the last of its kind...

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray frowned, as everything happened, and responded to Clive's earlier comment.
"Yeah, sounds fair enough to me. We both have our own reasons for taking him out; so we both have equal dibs." Ray said, and focused on commanding his ship after that.

-==IC: Havok==-

"Yeah; we need a target that they haven't gotten to yet; but is strong enough to give us credit..." Havok said with a frown.

OOC: Sorry Flipz. =P

IC (Darth Rexus): ...Inside was a Rexian, a strange Four Armed-Four Eyed creature. Rexus unlocked the Freezing Chamber and the Rexus crawled out.

IC (Raks):

"How about the Q'mar system?"

IC (Darth Rexus): "Take yourself to the Operator System, you know what to do from there."

IC:

"I'll ask a question: does the Akdal system still stand as a non-borg system?"

IC (Darth Rexus): "Activate system defences, destroy all ships that come into the same system as this ship."

-==IC: Havok==-

"Whatever's the best system, just get us out of here... I don't like the feeling of being right near an IESA base... Especially with Rexus running around." Havok said with his eyes narrowed.

IC (Raks):

"OK. We'll go there. I just have to shoot a bunch of stuff at the IESA base."

The Seeker shot hundreds of high yield torpedoes, ten Ion Cannon blasts and many phasers at the Forge and then engaged its Coaxial Warp drive, heading to the Q'Mar system.

IC (Darth Rexus): Rexus felt the shock of the Blast, slowly the Shadow left Silent Storm.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok watched what happened silently, and then gripped the handle of his sword, and drew it.
"Let's go. We have some Borg to destroy."

OOC: I have a new idea; after the first attack; could we make a pit stop? =P

IC (Silent Storm): Silent Storm fell to the ground, un-conscious. The Shadow left him and hissed a insult at his body, then continued to take up the form of Silent's shadow once more.

IC (Raks):

We emerged out of warp straight into a Borg ambush, with 10 cubes!

"It's an ambush!"

IC (Silent Storm): Silent got up and checked his surroundings.
"How'd I escape the room? And where am I?"

OOC: @Rakoua: Don't you mean: Its a trap? :P

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok's eyes registered surprise for a moment, and then he nodded.
"Alright. Start to attack. But go right to left... I'll be on the leftmost ship, causing a distraction." Havok stated, as he began to charge up energy around the blade of his sword, and then teleported straight onto the ship, right into a crowd of Borg, and swung around in a circle, unleashing a spin attack like Ray had done, except it had a larger radius, and was way more powerful.

OOC: =P

OOC: I shall not give in to temptation to say that.

IC (Raks):

The cubes started firing, hitting the starboard coaxial drive within a few seconds.
I went to the bridge.

"Fire an Ion cannon at the first cube! All additional power to shields!"

IC:

The borg kept on coming at Havok.

IC (Silent Storm): Silent looked at the Rexian for a moment in surprise.
"What are you?" asked Silent, the Rexian only grunted and continued his work, Silent soon lef the Laboratory in fear of the Rexian.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok continued to slash, focusing on the different targets as they approached, though he did note that his sword was losing integrity fast, as he figured... It had been used tons of times in the past, after all.

OOC: Anyone figure out why I wanted to have Havok go now? =P

IC (Silent Storm): Silent wandered through the empty halls.
"Skrief? Stranger? Where are you?"

OOC: No.

IC (Raks):

"Fire at the second cube!" I shouted, as the Borg continued firing at the starboard side of the ship. Soon, they broke trough to some EPS conduits which exploded, disableing power on the Seeker.

"Grrrrr! Prepare to be boarded..."
IC:

The Borg were still coming.

OOC: Whoops. =P I think we forgot someone. xD

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok growled, as he continued to swing at the different Borg, but shook his head with a growl, and teleported back, as he realized they were in more danger without proper defenses.
"Raks, is there any way to get out of here? And I mean now?" Havok asked with a grim look in his eyes.

IC (Raks):

"No! Come here, we need to prevent the Borg from assimilating this technology!" I said, as the Borg sent a Sphere to destroy the shuttlebay door and deploy troops.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok nodded.
"What do we need to do?" Havok asked, as he mentally prepared to storm the Borg who tried to appear.

IC (Raks):

"Grab a laser shotgun and get to the shuttle bay. There might be no atmosphere there by now, but I guess that isn't a problem." I said.

OOC: Teleport both of us.

IC (Silent Storm): As Silent continued walking he noticed a Computer Terminal, he was quick to activate it and check the Recorded Security Camera footage. After looking through Millions of Years worth of Camera footage, of which the only interest was the gathering of Scientific Dust which escaped the Laboratory, he finally found the most recent Vault Security Footage, it revealed that all the others had left while Silent was not conscious of his actions.

OOC: Silent thinks that when Darth Rexus was active in Silent's body he was just not conscious of his actions and was being generally crazy :P

-==IC: Havok==-

"Who needs shotguns?" Havok asked, as he simply teleported both of them to the shuttle bay, and charged up his sword in preparation for a spin attack, as the Borg approached...

IC (Silent Storm): Silent kept replaying the clip until he saw the Teleportation Code that Havok entered when they teleported.

IC (Raks):

"I'll show you."

I fired my laser shotgun and killed about 50 Borg in one shot.

"I need shotguns."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok nodded, and then teleported into a circle of Borg, and unleashed a Great Spin Attack on them, which killed the group of Borg, and teleported back.
"I think I do pretty well too." Havok said with a nod. He, however, didn't notice that many cracks were appearing on his sword.

IC (Silent Storm): Silent ran to the nearest Teleportation Pad and entered the code... he appeared in Raks' ship.

OOC: Err? Havok teleported them to Raks' ship; which isn't even in the same galaxy now... Just saying. ;)

/EDIT: And it's under Borg attack. =P

OOC: I'm considering that the ship has a seperate Teleportation Code?

IC (Raks):

I sensed someone teleport onto the ship.

"Someone else is here... Hmm... Meh, we need to repell this attack!" I said, as a few of the crewmembers joined us and started firing with Laser shotguns.

IC (Silent): Silent looked around.
"I'm not in Rexus Prime anymore..."

OOC: Eh, Raks is right. =P

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok charged up his sword, and teleported forward, however, he slammed it down to unleash a forward Sword Beam instead... However, the sword hit the steel that the floor consisted of, and shattered into two pieces; one being the broken blade, and the other the now-useless handle that had part of the blade.
"This is useless now!" Havok growled, as he teleported back, and tossed it to the side with a growl.
"I've had that for a long time, too..." Havok said with an annoyed look in his eyes, as he looked to Raks.
"... Fine; give me one of those Shotguns of yours."

OOC: This is why I need to do something after this battle... I need a new sword. =P

IC (Raks):

The Borg broke trough and began assimilating the defending crewmembers.

"This cannot be stopped here. We need to get to the Battle Bridge." I said.

The main bridge was destroyed by a Borg torpedo.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok frowned, but nodded, though he fired off multiple shots from his Laser Shotgun at the Borg as he retreated quickly; leaving the broken fragments of his sword just lying on the ground.

IC (Silent Storm): Silent heard the explosion coming from the Bridge.
"I'm gonna die." Silent ran in a random direction hoping to find a escape route.

IC (Raks):

"Help me close the door!" I shouted. The power was off and there was a 40 ton door that had to be closed to prevent the Borg from continuing for some time.

OOC: xD Good logic, Rexus. =P

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok showed surprisingly good usage with the Laser Shotgun.
"This thing is useful." Havok stated, as he continued to repel the Borg. Havok then looked at the door, and nodded.
"Right. You hold them off." Havok stated, as he grabbed the door, dug in his feet, and began to pull on it, to start to close it.

IC (Raks)

"We must get out of here!"

OOC:

Er, what happened to Skrief?

OOC: You replied before I edited; I added in a part where Havok started to pull at the door. =P

IC (Silent Storm): Silent tripped on a Shotgun, as he got up he picked up the shoot gun.

OOC: Fiiiiiight sceeeeeeeene

IC (Raks):

The door was closed soon and we ran to the battle bridge. Withing a minute, we heard a large explosion coming from the shuttle bay, apparently caused by a disruptor hitting the door and blowing it up.

OOC:
And when was that? I lost track of where Skrief is.

OOC: I was talking to Rakoua. If you also posted, then I missed it. As for where Skrief is... He's somewhere on the ship that's currently under attack. Along with Silent Storm. =P

-==IC: Havok==-

"... Why did I have to close that door if it was just gonna get blown up?" Havok asked with a sigh, as he continued to run toward the battle bridge.

IC (Silent Storm): Silent heard the explosion, and ran in the opposite direction to it.

OOC: Unless the explosions stop, Silent is gonna keep running around the ship :P

IC (Raks):

"It bought us 2 seconds." I said and entered the battle bridge.

"We must bring the power back online."

More explosions happened, aimed at the main Ion cannon. The cannon was then crushed.

IC (Silent Storm): Silent decided to stop for a minute to check his surroundings and see any sign of a possible escape.

OOC: Skreif, to my farthest knowledge Skrief is right where you left him.

-==IC: Havok==-

"Right... The question is; how do we do that? And also how to take out these Borg after that happens..." Havok said with a frown, as he shot cover fire down the entrance to the Battle Bridge.

OOC:

In other words, still in the Forge? That's where I left him...

IC (Silent Storm): The room Silent was in was suddenly being invaded by Borg, Silent shot at them quickly, but his Shotgun was almost broken and most of the Borg simply shrugged off the constant fire.

OOC: @Skrief: I think you got teleported, not sure though.

OOC: Not the forge; we all got teleported, remember?

OOC:

...I don't remember teleporting Skrief anywhere...

IC (Raks):

"We need to do this." I said, and pushed a button. THe lights turned on.

"Auxiluary power activated. Status: 38% of the ship has been destroyed. 20% has been taken by the Borg.  45% of the crewmembers have been killed or assimilated." The computer said.

OOC: the quote you sent me. That explains your whole question...

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok frowned, but nodded.
"Time to go take back the ship." Havok said, as he locked and loaded the Laser Shotgun for dramatic effect.

IC (Silent Storm): Slient saw the lights come on and ran out of the room, throwing his shotgun at the nearest Borg.

IC:

"Does anyone have a weapon? Preferably a ranged, powerful and versatile weapon."

IC (Raks):

"We can vent the rest of the ship's atmosphere. The crew is mostly assimilated or killed by now anyway. This would cause the Borg to slow down and eventualy die."

-==IC: Havok==-

"... Can you breathe in space?" Havok asked, and paused.
"Also, what about the new person who teleported on... And Skrief?"

IC (Raks):

"I don't breathe. And Skrief... He can stay here. THe new person can die, I don't really care.

IC (Silent Storm): Silent continued running, each time he passed a room he thought he saw other lifeforms, each time it turned out to be either a Dead Crew Member, a Borg or a Computer Terminal.

-==IC: Havok==-

"Next question; is this sealed to preserve the atmosphere, or were you simply giving examples?" Havok asked, but paused.
"Might be the only option we have, though."

IC (Raks):

"Yes it is. Venting atmosphere in 3... 2... 1..."

IC:

Realising that there was no-one nearby, Skrief searched for a weapon. Any weapon. But he did not find any, except for a rifle of some kind, which would have to do.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok nodded, and activated the rebreather that was a part of his mask, and gripped the Laser Shotgun.
"So, do we go out there to finish them off, with teleportation... or just wait?"

IC (Silent Storm): Silent's Shadow rose up to the height of the room he was in, and consumed Silent.
"Its getting to dangerous, I hope you understand Ssssssilent."

IC:

Skrief began running, only to see what the ship had experienced while he was accepting that most of the history he knew was wrong.

OOC: Skrief, just to say, I'd recommend you get into the room Raks and I are in... Right now. =P

IC (Darth Rexus): Darth Rexus clapped his hand and a pocket or air surrounded him.

IC (Raks):

Explosions began to once again happen on the ship. The Borg, their army destroyed, tried to destroy the ship.

"We need to enable Coaxial Warp. To do that, we need to get to the starboard EPS conduit that exploded. If we seal the leak, we could get out of here."

OOC: What ship, Rexus? TFS Seeker cannot be effected by the Force.

OOC: Must've missed that memo, sorry. I'll edit the post.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok growled from the explosions but nodded, and teleported the two there.
"Let's do this." Havok said, his voice slightly muffled from the Rebreather, as he looked over the different things that were on the EPS Conduit.

IC (Darth Rexus): "Now where did all the air go?"

IC (Raks):

"I could shapeshift to seal the leak for a while, but you'd have to start the engine from the engineering room."

OOC: Sorry, someone pulled out my power cord and my battery is empty.

IC (Darth Rexus): Darth Rexus closed his eyes and looked around, sensing Lifeforms with the Force.

OOC: This power comes from Miriluka (spelling?) origin

IC:

*Skrief gasps for oxygen, but suddenly there is none. Instead, he held is breath and moved slowly to hopefully a different place.*

-==IC: Havok==-

"Right." Havok said with a nod.
"I'll go." Havok said and teleported off to the engineering room.

IC (Raks):

My arms shapeshifted into a strong material and covered the gaps in the conduit.

IC (Darth Rexus): Darth Rexus headed for the nearest living being, which is Skrief

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok appeared in the Engineering Room, and looked around for what to use to start up the engine.

OOC: You just have to push the start button.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok then noticed the start button, and pressed it normally, but nothing happened, it didn't even get pressed in. Havok sighed, and then slammed the button, which caused the engine to start up.
Let's get this ship moved to a new galaxy, quickly. Havok thought, as he teleported back to the ship's control room, and looked over the different controls.

IC (Darth Rexus): Darth Rexus, still in the state of seeing through the Force sensed the Engine's Power surge online, he raced to the Engine room.

IC (Raks):

The ship quickly entered another galaxy, and was safe. I sighed and returned to my normal form.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok sighed, and teleported back to where Raks was; accidentally leaving the ship still on a course toward a nearby planet.
"That... That was close." Havok said with another sigh.

IC:

While walking around, Skrief bumped into Darth Rexus.

"...Silent?"

IC (Darth Rexus): Darth Rexus seeing that the being in the Engine room had teleported stopped, and sent a echo throughout the Ship (I'm guessing this is plausable since its not directly involving the ship, its just using the Force to send a echo) "See me, yet don't see ME, be prepared."

IC (Raks):

I noticed the collision course and stopped it.

"It sure was... let's examine the damage..."

From outside, the ship was battered. Most of the main hull's plating was destroyed and the starboard nacelle was missing a large chunk. No weapon systems were still operational.

I then heard something...

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok frowned, as he heard the echo, and reached for his sword, before he remembered it broke.
"That guy who teleported on? I think we know who it is now." Havok said with narrowed eyes.

IC (Darth Rexus): Rexus quickly turned around to Skrief, and he paused.
"Yes?"

IC (Raks):

"Calm down. We'll get him. We just have to find him."

IC (Darth Rexus): The Shadow quickly left Silent Storm.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok nodded.
"... I also need a new sword... mine broke." Havok said, as he shook his head, and seemed to sense something for a moment.
... What's that power signature? It's not like anything I've felt in a very long time... Yet it's purity is unmistakable... Havok thought with a frown, and his eyes widened.
"I need to get down to the planet below!" Havok said, as he realized what it was.

OOC: What I've been setting up for since I wanted to get into a fight is soon going to be realized. =P

IC:

"Do you know your shadow is that of Darth Rexus? I think you need to separate you and your shadow."

IC (Silent Storm): "My shadow? Which one?"

IC:

"...Uh... All of them? I'm going to stay with you for a while, okay?"

IC (Silent Storm): "Fine..." just then Silent's Shadow consumed him again with such Force that Silent fell to the ground.

IC:

"Are you okay?" Skrief asked, keeping a good distance back because of what seemed to have happened before.

IC (Darth Rexus): "Keep your distance, run to the others, stop them... NOW!"

IC (Raks):

"Ok."

I then prepared a distress signal, encoded so the Borg can't locate it.

OOC: Can you have Ray come here maybe?

IC:

"Why? Do we even know what they are doing?"

-==IC: Havok==-

"Alright. You do... Whatever you're doing. I'll be back." Havok stated, with a nod, as he attempted to teleport down to the planet, though could only teleport to the largest open area. As Havok opened his eyes, he smiled, as he saw he was in the field of Hyrule.

OOC: As for Ray; I likely could, if Flipz tells us where the fleet disappeared to. =P

IC (Darth Rexus): "I'll tell you this first, if my senses serve me correctly, you are in direct danger... TELL THEM TO STOP NOW!"

IC (Raks):

I then took my shotgun and went to the apparent location of Rexus.

IC (Darth Rexus): "Not only can I feel the Planet below but I can see it through that window. And its dangerous for you. RUN!"

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok looked around the field, as he tried to figure out approximately what time period this was; as that would help to figure out what direction he would need to head in, and if he needed any extra equipment. However; the chasm in the middle of the field answered his question, as he looked up to see Hyrule Castle in the centre of the field.

IC:

"I am not scared of danger. Even if I get killed. But I'm staying here, and I'm not going below."

OOC: The planet below has the Castle from the Legend of Zelda on it? :P

OOC: The planet below is the planet from the Legend of Zelda. =P That's what I'm hinting toward... If this is Hyrule Field... Has Hyrule Castle(Albeit from the Twilight Princess Era, or just after the events of the game)... And I just lost a sword... What do you think I'm here for? ;)

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok walked through the field, as he headed south. He crossed over one of the bridges; and headed toward the forest at the south. Havok now knew exactly where he was going; he just had to make sure he got there before anything further happened to the universe.

IC (Darth Rexus): "Skrief, that planet holds too many secrets. Believe me when I say, it needs to end."

IC (Raks):

I found Rexus and aimed my shotgun at him.

"Who are you and what are you doing on my ship?"

OOC: I believe you when it says it has too many secrets; I hear the 'you've found a secret!' chime almost every two seconds in Ocarina of Time. =P

-==IC: Havok==-

By this time, Havok had reached the Faron Woods, and looked around.
I know the entrance to the Sacred Forest Meadow should be somewhere around here... Then it's just a matter of not getting lost, and then getting to the temple. Havok thought, as he ran in the direction that was the most likely way to head.

IC (Darth Rexus): "Actually I was just wondering that... take me back and we'll forget this ever happened?"

OOC: @Blade: Lol!

IC (Raks):

"That will be impossible. Come with me." I said, and pointed to where Rexus should go.

"What is your name anyway?"

OOC: it's true. =P

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok eventually reached the part of the woods that he knew led toward the Sacred Forest Meadow, and then teleported his way across, as he easily reached the far part of the cliff. He then made his way into the Lost Woods, ready to make his way through and claim the reward... The needed object here.

IC (Darth Rexus): "Incarnate, refer to me as that. And... well I refuse to go there."

IC:

"I'm Skrief and you teleported me here... oh, you were talking to Silent. What's wrong with him?"

IC (Darth Rexus): "Nothings wrong with me, I just wish to be taken to the nearest Highly Populated Planet... please."

IC (Raks):

"He's a public enemy. He must go to the brig." I said, and pointed at my shotgun..

IC (Darth Rexus): "You don't even know me!"

IC:

"...I have nothing to say, but why and how is he a public enemy?"

IC (Raks):

"He's obviously Rexus. Come with me, or I will blow you up right here.

IC (Darth Rexus): Rexus growled. "I never made mention of that name... he died millions of years ago."

IC:

"I figured out in the Forge when you used the force. As did the others, as force users don't appear out of nowhere."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok walked through the Lost Woods carefully, and looked around with a frown. He had been wandering for a little while, but hadn't found anything yet. However, he had a feeling he was getting closer, as he could sense the energy signature that he could before. instead of using his other senses, Havok relied on heading through the woods by sensing the energy, and slowly made his way toward the temple...

IC (Darth Rexus): "There are many more, less dead, Sith and Jedi out there y'know."

IC:

"Your defence is not helping."

IC (Darth Rexus): "Nothing ever does when it comes to myself."

IC (Raks):

"I have engaged a force dampening field in this part of the ship. Come with me." I said, and began walking towards Rexus, extending my hand to grab him.

IC:

"I assume that means me as well. I'll come..."

OOC: We're in...FLUIDIC SPACE!!!  Dun dun duuuuuuun!!

IC: Clive: "Power down all waepons and shields.  I've swung with these guys before.  As long as you make it clear you're not here to hurt them, they usually leave you alone."

Ray and Thoron together: "Usually??"

Clive: "Yeah.  We probably want to get out of here as soon as we can anyway, just to be safe.  We just need to figure out WHERE we want to come out.  You do know that Fluidic Space is the fastest way to get across the galaxy, as long as you have a good grasp of quantum mechanics, right?"

IC: Undine
Millennia ago, the Undine were invincible.  The Borg could not assimilate them, couldn't even touch them, and all other life-forms were pathetically weak compared to them.  Then the humans gave the Borg the means to defeat them.  But the Undine survived.  And discovered that they, too, could adapt.

The Borg fired their nanoprobe weapons at the Undine battlegroup.  The weapons stung.  The pilots felt their ships' pain.  And then the Undine ships did something no one expected: they healed.  These new frigates had the means to break down the nanoprobes into their component elements, and use them to heal their own tissues.  The Undine turned to face the Borg Cube.  They latched on to its outer shell.

And they began to feed.

IC (Darth Rexus): "Then I guess I'm useless here* The shadow left Silent, and Silent fell un-conscious.

IC (Rakoua):

"Warning. Species 8472 ships detected. Prepare biogenic virus. Fire!"

The biogenic virus was fired. It was a weapon designed to prevent 8472 from ever adapting to the torpedoes.

IC (Raks):

"Grrrr." I said, and destroyed Silent's body with the shotgun.

"Well, Skrief, do you want to go to the brig or do you want to help me repair?"

IC:

"Repair? Okay. If there was a battle here earlier, then wouldn't that mean that there would be some strays?"

OOC: That was horrible D: :P
IC (Silent Storm): The shadow consumed Silent's Body again, but this time filling in the gaps, healing and revitalising.

IC (Raks):

"There wasn't, we're far away from any battles now. But I think the refugees from the galaxy that was assimilated could help us."

I then teleported the body into space.

IC (The Shadow): The Shadow took over the body completely, refusing consciousness of both Rexus and Silent, it raced towards the ship and ripped through it with immense speed.

IC:

"...Are the oxygen levels going down?"

IC (Raks):

And then the Shadow bounced off the nearest bulkhead. =P

"We have more then enough oxygen."

IC:

"What is there to fix?"

IC (Raks):
"Just about everything."

OOC: The Shadow is a Shadow, its not solid.

IC:

"Including the oxygen levels?"

OOC: =P

-==IC: Ray==-

"I see... Can we can normal Star Maps in Fluidic Space? If we can track distress signals, we might be able to find other Refugees who might be able to help us." Ray said, a frown on his face.

-==IC: Havok==-

Meanwhile, Havok had finally made it to the temple, and looked up at the crumbling state of the temple, and smiled.
This doesn't fool me. While this part of the temple may be crumbling; the integrity of what's within is still intact. Havok thought, as he walked forward, and noticed the defenses on the temple had already been deactivated, and simply walked through the open door, and up to the pedestal... The pedestal that contained the fabled Sword of Evil's Bane... The Master Sword.

OOC: And this... This is why I wanted to get rid of my other sword. =P

IC: Undine

The pilots laughed..or at least what passed for a laugh.  The virus entered the ships' bloodstream and was instantly destroyed by their super-advanced immune system.

OOC: Rakoua, I really suggest you re-read the Memory-Alpha article on Species 8472.  I've found it VERY useful for the PCG.  ;)

IC: Nonetheless, the virus did have an effect; because for that split second, the efficiency of the adaptation was reduced.  There was no noticeable effect, however, as the ships continued to eat the borg Cube.

OOC: It's about 40% gone...I'd suggest you run nao.  ;D :knuppel2: :knuppel2:

IC (The Shadow): The Shadow entered the ship's Engine Room and allowed Rexus consciousness.

IC (Raks):

"I said you should be afraid of losing oxygen, since we have enough to last 54999 years with you the only person in need of it."

IC (Rakoua):

"Adapt the nanoprobes. Fire!"

OOC: I know it by heart.

The thing is, their immune system cannot adapt fast enough to adapted nanoprobes. So this will make then retreat.
And they don't eat ships. =P

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok walked up to the pedestal, and smiled behind his mask. He walked up to the Master Sword itself, and gripped the handle with both hands, as a large pressure of energy built up around the pedestal, and reacted in the atmosphere around the planet...

OOC: Effectively serving as a warning to Rexus and the Shadow that their days... Are numbered. =P

IC:

"Do I even need Oxygen at this point, as a near Human? Any electrical things on this ship?"

IC (Darth Rexus): Darth Rexus surveyed the Engine Room, and headed for the "Off" Button.

OOC: Is everypony in this game trying to kill Rexus and the Shadow? Now even Silent is wanted dead :/

OOC:

Rexus... did you just say everypony? O_______o Skrief isn't.

IC:

"..Another question, are you immortal?"

OOC: Yes I said everypony :P

IC (Darth Rexus): Rexus halted, and reached his hand towards the button... (Leaving room for suspense :P)

IC (Raks):

When he pushed the off button, it zapped him and the screen showed this message:

"You really think we're stupid enough to leave an off button on our ship in such an obvious place?"

Meanwhile, I told Skrief that there were no electrical things. And that I am immortal.

IC (Darth Rexus): "This ship... too ignorant..." the Shadow once more completely took over the body and raced out of the ship, at a near Teleportation speed the Shadow soon reached Rexus Factories.

OOC: Well, you did have Rexus be an evil Sith lord last time and all. =P

-==IC: Havok==-

After a little while of dramatic pausing; Havok pulled up on the sword, and pulled it out of the pedestal, as the blade of the Master Sword glowed in the sun. Havok looked at it, and gave it a test swipe for tradition's sake, and then placed it on his back, since the Master Sword came with a magic sheath.

OOC: I got to rule the Universe :P

IC (Darth Rexus): Rexus entered Rexus Factories and headed for the Laboratory.

IC:

Skrief raised his eyebrow at Raks.

"No Electrical equipment here? So what are the most dangerous species of the universe?"

OOC: Ever played Armada II?  The "mining ships" can draw out the material from normal map resources OR enemy ships, and convert it into bio-matter.  These ships have that ability.

IC: Undine

The Undine notice the adaptive nanoprobes.  A fan of bio-pulse energy vaporizes them before they can make contact.  Meanwhile, the Cube was now 60% destroyed.

OOC: They still haven't drained the metal out of the engines...  ;)

IC (Darth Rexus): Darth Rexus entered the Laboratory.
"Are they ready?" Inquired Rexus
"Of course, master." Answered the Rexus
"Excellent, assemble them at the Hanger."
"Yes... master"

OOC: That's non-canon. And you know how cannons are used to enforce the canon.

IC (Rakoua):

More nanoprobes were fired, this time trough a phaser beam.

OOC: Phasers travel at lightspeed, so you can't avoid this one.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok looked up to where the ship was, and then teleported up, Master Sword in hand.
"So... What'd I miss?" Havok asked, as he looked from Raks to Skrief.

OOC: Flipz; did you see the Ray post?

IC (Darth Rexus): Darth Rexus scoured through a few Cabinets and found a few materials, from there he found some components...

IC:

"You missed Silent's death."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok frowned.
"You guys just couldn't wait a little while until I got the thing that could kill Rexus alone, could you?" Havok asked, as he waved the Master Sword around safely, to prove his point.

IC (Darth Rexus): Rexus quickly assembled a Lightsaber, Red Bladed.

IC:

"Rexus himself is apparently still alive, but Silent seems to be dead, gone, unless he managed to preserve himself in another body."

OOC: Figures. =P Just for the record, the Master Sword could match up to a lightsaber. Don't ask; but if the Master Sword can reflect magic blasts, it wouldn't be too far of a leap of logic to say it can stand up to lightsabers. =P

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok sighed.
"Good job guys." Havok said with some slight sarcasm present.
"None the less; we need a plan... We're practically dead in space, and if we can't figure out how to assemble an armour, it doesn't matter how many Master Swords we have; we're still not gonna touch the Borg's forces..."

IC (Darth Rexus): Rexus continues to the Hangar.

IC:

"Would I survive if I went on a rampage inside a Borg ship?"

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok thought for a moment.
"Likely not. What powers do you have?"

IC (Darth Rexus): Rexus stopped at the Hangar and saw the beginning of a Empire.
1000 Rexians stood in lines of 50, 200 Star Ships assembles and ready to fly and Banners representing Darth Rexus' Emblem flying.

IC:

"I figured that my body could use electricity as an energy source rather than food or oxygen. I finally figured out why my species is near-human and not human."

OOC: Is Skrief part electric? Because if he is then IESA can reform, as it is as it stands, a Intergalactic Electric and Sith Alliance.

IC (Darth Rexus): "And so we begin."

OOC:

He can use electricity as an energy source... not gonna reveal what the other thing is. I have plans...

IC (Raks):

"Guys, we need to rebuild..."

IC (Darth Rexus): All the Rexians assembled themselves into the Star Ships.
"We will need the main one..." Rexus whispered to the Rexian Colonel next to himself.
"Yes yes of course, the Elite are going to guide that one." Replied the Rexian
"Excellent, get the Holocron Powered Turret on to it now."
"Yes sir!"

IC:

"...Which part needs the most attention?"

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok frowned slightly, but then nodded.
"Yeah; but how? We left most of our parts in the other galaxy as scrap metal..."

IC (Raks):

"We need to enable weapons first."

OOC: Witht he Borg being evil and the IESA being reborn... we need to form a good faction.

IC:

"You know, if you get enough people, you could form an alliance. Maybe the Immortality Alliance led by you two."

IC (Darth Rexus): Rexus headed for a larger Hangar, inside was a large ship with a Superweapon attached to it. Rexus smiled.

-==IC: Havok==-

"Nah... Reviving the Federation might be a better idea." Havok said with a shrug.

IC:

"...Federation? Maybe the United Survivors of the Universe?"

IC (Raks):

"Federation sounds good. I now rename this ship to the USS Enterprise!"

-==IC: Havok==-

"Not all the survivors will be good, though." Havok pointed out.
"I mean, look at Rexus, we can't exactly classify him as 'good'... And there's gotta be someone to keep the balance and stop evil." Havok said, as he examined the Master Sword some more. However, he then paused, and looked at Raks, and nodded.
"Alright then. The ship might need a new design; but that's pretty good."

IC:

"I think you're taking the balance of good and evil a bit too seriously right now."

IC (Raks):

"Perhaps."

OOC: Not sure what to do with Rexus right now, I am still considering the possibility of Rexus' "disappearance"

IC (Darth Rexus): "Launch" Order Rexus, from there all the Starships took off in a array of sound.
"I will take my personal ship" Rexus headed for a small Fighter, big enough for a Cargo Hold and a Cockpit.

OOC: *Points at Rexus being a Sith Lord, and Havok having Master Sword* You're really going to adhere to canon here?  *laughs*

IC: Undine

The Undine ships phase out just before the Borg fire and phase back in just after.  Fotrunately for Rakoua, that means they haven't eaten any more of his ship.  However, the Undine get tired of fighting and leave, blasting the Borg Cube as they go.  It's not destroyed, but it'll be several minutes before it's regenerated enough to go anywhere.

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Havok's area:
A gelatinous yellow blob about 2 feet in diameter drifts lazily into the system.

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IC: Clive

"Yeah...but you've gotta be careful.  I once went through Fluidic Space, and ended up exactly where I wanted to be...too bad the time was before the Regression before the Regression.  Anyplace in particular you want to go?  Just say the word and I'll calculate the jump."

OOC: ^ He's got a point, you know. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray frowned, and noticed a distress signal in another galaxy. He didn't know why, but that seemed important.
"There."

IC (Rakoua):

I teleported to the Main Tactical Cube and the 8472s realized that they were traveling trough a minefield the rest of the cubes deployed.

OOC:

THey have their own cannons.

IC: Clive

"Done."  The ships open another Quantum Singularity and enter it.  They emerge near a bizzare--but cool-looking--ship.  "What on--no, DEFINITELY nothing on Hyllesia."

Meanwhile, several more blobs drift into the system.

Also, the singularity fails to close, and Undine ships of all shapes, sizes, and colors stream forth from it, turn towards the assimilated galaxies, and jump to Warp.

The war has begun!

-==IC: Ray==-

Ray looked at the ship with a surprised look on his face.
"I've... never seen anything like that before." Ray said, and frowned, as he nodded.
"Let's approach it; it looks damaged."

IC:

"So, we're trying to establish a new era?

IC (Raks):
"I sense a new ship approaching... ANd yes."

IC (Rakoua):

The 8472 ships hit a minefield that surrounded the Borg galaxy. In the meantime, all Borg ships began to make preparations for battle against them.

"We need to cut them off from reinforcements... Hmm..."

IC (Darth Rexus): Rexus took off in his ship.
"Lets find that ship, search the Universe, don't worry, if you die others are there to take your place, we are infinite. Now, lets destroy."

-==IC: Havok==-

"I can see multiple new ships approaching..." Havok said, as he motioned out the window, as the Terran fleet, along with Thoron and Clive's ships, approached slowly.

IC (Raks):
"They don't appear to be IESA and they're obviously not Borg... Hail them..."

IC:

"Should we engage in battle?"

IC (Darth Rexus): "Enter Hyperspace when ready."

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok raised an eyebrow at Skrief, and nodded to Raks, as he opened a comm channel to the fleet.
"Hello there. You are responding to our Distress Signal; correct?"

IC:

"They might be disguised."

IC (Raks):

I looked at Skrief.

"We are in no way fit for a fight."

IC (Darth Rexus): Rexus entered hyperspace.

-==IC: Havok==-

While waiting for a reply, Havok nodded.
"Raks is right. All the weapons were taken offline. We have to take a chance."

OOC: IC as Ray please.

IC (Raks):

"We have no other choice."

OOC: Alright then. Was considering waiting for Flipz, but this'll do. =P

-==IC: Ray==-

"This is Ray, one of the temporary commanders of the Terra fleet, and refugee from the Borg attacks." Ray stated, not sure what else to do.

IC (Raks):

"My name is Raks, of the United Federation of Planets, from the USS Enterprise. State your intentions."

-==IC: Ray==-

"Federation? Enterprise?" Ray asked with a frown.
"That sounds like something out of a history book. Anyway; we are both seeking assistance to destroy the scum that's been assimilating galaxies, and well... We're responding to your distress signal."

IC (Raks):

"We are giving you premission to dock."

-==IC: Ray==-

"Err... Quick question; where? Hard to tell what's the docking bay, and what's just destroyed and all..." Ray pointed out.

IC (Raks):

I facepalmed.

"It even has "Docking Bay" written above it. Come on, you know how to read, don't you?"

-==IC: Ray==-

"There's no place that says docking bay there..." Ray said, as he scanned the area, but the only spot that could be was a partially destroyed wall.

OOC: =P

IC (Raks):

"Oh come on, just use a teleporter."

-==IC: Ray==-

"I can teleport, yeah." Ray said, as he transferred over to the ship.
"I'm sorry; your ship's kinda... destroyed more or less."

IC (Raks):

"It could be restored with some manpower. Regeneration systems have to be repaired, and then the rest should be quick."

-==IC: Ray==-

"What happened, anyway?" Ray asked, curious.

IC (Raks):
"We got... ambushed."

IC: Clive

Clive beams over to the ship.  "Hey there.  The name's Clive.  Clive Parsons.  Mercenary.  I'm guessing you were attacked just like we were?"

---

The Undine continue to attack the Borg galaxy, overwhelming the outer defenses and vaporizing some of the planetary systems.

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The yellow blobs begin to drift closer to the Enterprise.  Meanwhile, in another galaxy, one appears at the edge of the sensor range of the ship Rakoua is on.

IC (Raks):

"We attacked the Borg, but didn't manage to kill more then two cubes before getting overwhelmed."


IC (Rakoua):

However, this caused many casualties to 8472. Meanwhile, 200 Borg ships equiped with newly adapted nanoprobes attacked the 8472 fleet.

While all this was happening, I took my cube into Fluidic space...

"Time to begin..."

The small sphere we uncovered earlier was loaded into a torpedo and fired.

OOC: *facepalm*  the rift is in a different galaxy, Rak.  The one with the Enterprise.  You'd run into them before you get to the rift.

IC: Undine

The Undine cared about casualties about as much as the Borg did.  They had atomized about 10% of the galaxy, which was causing severe gravitic disruptions to the rest.

The Undine Fleet wipes out 20 cubes without breaking a sweat before the battle really began.  They have clearly been working on ways to resist the Borg and were just waiting for the Borg to overextend themselves.

Meanwhile, one Undine ship emerges from the rift and notices the yellow blobs.  It moves over to investigate.  Another Undine ship approaches the ships near the Enterprise and prepares to open fire on the Enterprise.

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OOC: You may or may not want an interaction with the yellow blobs, Rak.  I'd suggest you at least check it out.

OOC: The Northwestern Passage proves it's pretty easy to create a rift...

IC (Rakoua):

The torpedo exploded, and we got out of there. We left a probe there tho, to watch the spectacle. Due to the nature of Fluidic space, a singularity formed, and it just kept growing and growing, untill it quickly consumed the whole of Fluidic Space, which then imploded.

I then sent a hail to the Species 8472 Flagship.

"Your home has been destroyed. Prepare to be assimilated."

The Main Tactical Cube transwarped to the Borg Galaxy and crushed several 8472 ships with just the gravimetric distortion it caused transwarping.

OOC: MTC is 100 times larger then a normal Cube.

IC (Raks):

I noticed something strange in the space around us.

OOC: Gonna have to say NO.  Normally, I wouldn't care, but I can't have only ONE person with ultimate control over armies of baddies, except the DM, which, in this case, is Skrief.  If you wanna give Skrief control over the Borg, I could live with that, but as it currently stands, this isn't a fair RP.  Otherwise, I could have a single Undine ship fly in and blow up both assimilated galaxies in one shot.  I don't think you'd like that, so don't do the same thing to me.  Translation: EVEN FIGHTS ONLY BETWEEN NPCs.  'Kay?  ;)

IC Undine:
However, the Undine had used their mental powers to make the Collective THINK they had been in Fluidic space, when really it had been their other assimilated galaxy (the one that the Undine were already attacking ,the "relatively unadvanced" one.  The Borg suffered heavy damages, and over 60% of the galaxy was now destroyed.

OOC: See?  And that's taking it easy.

IC: Undine

Meanwhile, the other Undine ship opened fire on the enterprise, causing another explosion within.

OOC: Hey, you're the one controlling a race that is destroying an entire galaxy with a highly advanced species that has weapons designed to counter your ships
Besides, you can't make then think something that isn't true, since 8472 doesn't have telepathic powers to that extent. Thing is, Borg were always a part of Space Wars, and are not the only bad guys. Plus I have epic plans with them. So I'm afraid I'm gonna say NO.

Oh, and the Borg aren't NPCs, they're my race =P

IC (Rakoua):

Despite the damage sustained by the Collective, the 8472 ships were being pushed back, bioweapons and the destruction of their home making an effect on their combat ability.

IC (Raks):

"We need to stop them! I know these guys." I said and teleported to the outside of the ship, shapeshifting into something resembeling the Undine ship.

-==IC: Havok==-

Havok frowned, as he held his sword in his hand, which caught Ray's attention and made Ray's eyes widen in surprise.
"Is that?" Ray asked, and Havok merely nodded.
"The Master Sword, yes, it's gonna be needed for this fight." Havok stated, and Ray frowned, as he looked out the window at what was going on.

IC (Raks):

I shapeshifted a huge tentacle and crashed into the ship, using the tentacle to envelop the ship and block the weapons, while slowly crushing it.

OOC: Then why the [bleep] aren't you allowing for weaknesses and failures?!  An RP only works if players are willing to take the good with the bad.  If you had legitamitely maneuvered, let's say, Clive into a situation he coudln't get out of, I'd let you kill him, no matter what epic stuff i have planned.  You're just going, "Oh, you have a big gun?  Well, my gun just got bigger for no apparent reason," and it goes back and forth to gain the upper hand.  I have no interest in an RPG that's JUST fighting, with no character development whatsoever.  (Also note that' the percentages I'm giving are relatively small [especially compared to the Borg's seemingly infinite resources] and go up at a steady, constant rate, giving you several posts in which to come up with a plan and react--something which I have not seen in your Borg actions--correct me if I'm wrong.  And, in regards to your "weapons designed to counter your ships" comment, the Undine have also had time to adapt to the Borg's tactics; it goes both ways, you know.)

Now I don't particularly care about the Undine.  They can go away if need be.  They are there to BALANCE you out.  I just can't accept an RP where you are the all-powerful leader of the Borg and we can't do anything to you and we spend all our time fighting and dying instead of developing our characters' story.  So don't misunderstand me: I'm not pulling out the Undine to instantly give the anti-Borg faction another ally (that's why they're attacking the Enterprise).  They're there purely because you've gotten too powerful on a meta level and you need to lay off.  I'm specifically doing this Undine stuff EXACTLY the way you are, so you can see what you're doing to the game.  As an added side effect, it is a way to give the other players TIME to do character development and stuff without you suddenly saying, "The Borg show up and kill you all," which is where you seem to be headed.

So, here's my deal: you tone down the Borg, and I'll let the Undine scatter.  Deal?

IC: Undine

The Undine ship electrifies its body, causing the tentacle to flinch.  It slips a bit looser, and begins firing at the tentacle.

-==IC: Ray==-

"Who are you, anyway? You don't... Seem like others." Ray asked, as something was puzzling him about the stranger with the Master Sword. Havok looked at Ray for a second, and then turned away.
"I am known as 'Havok'. No more; no less. And I don't seem like the others... Because I'm not like the others. You'd likely find that Raks doesn't seem like the others either." Havok stated cryptically, as Ray frowned, and shrugged.

OOC: Flipz: Just one thing; there will be times where it isn't 'Borg have come to kill everyone'... I can guarantee you that. I'm not making Havok progressively more powerful(He has the Master Sword I state again. =P) for nothing. =P

OOC:

It's waaaaay to early to be talking about any sort of balance in this RPG. You'll have the Rexians with their undoubtably very powerfull capital ships, Starfleet with the Enterprise, and the Borg with their endless resources. You're the one that just came in to say "Oh, my guys are eating your guys." without any reason (Borg were waaaay more advanced during the attack).

Regarding the power of Species 8472, they might be the biological evolution, but had they adapted to the nanoprobes, their immune systems would have consumed them since the nanoprobes have the exact same signature as their blood cells.

Another thing you don't seem to realize that Space wars is more about the overall epicness. To do that, empires need to be formed and destroyed. THis is what's happening. But it shouldn't happen within a few days!

I'm not going to tone down the Borg if you don't come up with a legitemate reason why that is needed.

IC (Raks):

The tentacle dissolved, but I managed to break trough the bioship's outer shell and get to the pilot, slicing off his head by shapeshifting a chainsaw.