Author Topic: Sci Fi RP - New Haven  (Read 92968 times)

"Are you sure that is a good idea? We thought that maybe, YOU, could inhabit it. Be a police force for this system..."

Perhaps.  However, we'll need to construct docks that fit our ships at the outpost, to allow for repairs if need be.

"According to our scans, it would appear that your colony is, for the moment, not optimally defended. Seeing as you are in ISF jurisdiction, I'd like to extend you an offer of protection.

Should you accept, we will station a number of enforcement specialists on your colony to assist you with enforcing your laws and defending your people, thus giving you time to focus on colonial development and also offering any training your own soldiers might need so that you may eventually develop a sufficiently strong militia of your own. Our fleet will also offer assistance for as long as our men are stationed here.

All we ask for in return is food and water for the number of troops we send in, and assistance with recruiting some of the locals to our cause until we've made up for the amount of troops designated to assist you.

I urge you to consider this offer carefully. You never know when you might need help."


Wolf Company

"Well. On the station we have docks and engineering...the outpost could be used to station your men and to develop a proper base. Our miners can provide the materials. Speaking of which. Your frigates have been repaired."

Okay, we'll do it.  Now that our frigates are repaired, I will send my scouts to the third set of coordinates.

Send the scouts to the third set of coordinates.  Also send three frigates to see if the first base is still uninhabited.

I return to my comrades.
"No luck. Couldn't find him."
"Try harder!"
"Seriously? We may end up having to trade our scrap for some water. As far as food goes, I may end up testing it if we don't get a bite soon."

"We accept your offer."

"A very wise choice, captain. My men will be there within the day. You should have someone brief my officers on any current issues upon their arrival. I look forward to our future cooperation."

The channel is promptly closed.

"As expected. Send in whatever number of troops the major considers sufficient to defend a colony of such size from interior and exterior threats. Have them equipped with enough non-lethal weaponry to quell a riot without turning it into a massacre. I want them properly protected from the environment - I won't trust anything not made with EarthGov standards in mind, especially not with the lives of my soldiers.

And have the officers deal with the recruitment effort. Screen any potential volunteers from the colonial populace, make sure they meet our standards, do background checks. If they're clean, have them undergo all the medical and psychological tests dictated by ISF protocol. If they're STILL clean, bring them to the fleet for orientation and basic training. Dismissed."
« Last Edit: May 19, 2013, 03:46:32 PM by Deathfries »

Wolf Company

As your scouts undock, cloak and warp to desginated coordinates they are met with shock and awe of the pirate fleet which had been amasing for a time. Your scouts instantly send you a message.

Scout Report:

- 1x Battleship Unknown Name and Class, seems heavily modified version of Scorpion
- 2x Ferox Battlecruiser - Attack Battlecruiser
- 3x Moa - Combat Cruiser
- 5x Destroyers - Unknown type and class - scouts suggests it has up to six hybrid blasters on it
- 4x Heron - Light scout frigates
- 6x Hawk - Missile Assault Frigates

Your Hawks warp to the first outpost. They find two scouts. They are caught of guard and easily dispatched by your experienced pilots.



AFR

It seems the majoryity of the colonial population had banded together on the streets, protesting your "ignorant" rule.
Several signs are seen. One of them stating "NO HEALTHCARE? WE ARE AS GOOD AS DEAD!"
Another held by several scientists. "WE WARNED YOU! YOU IGNORED US! WE WILL NOT LAY DOWN AND DIE!"

One of the young colonists made a molotov roostertail. It flies straight at your office and lights up.
"DOWN WITH THE DICTATOR! WE CAN MAKE OUR OWN LIFE HERE!"

Suddenly hell breaks loose, two or three severly mutated colonists begin attacking the rebelious colonists.
Six of them are killed at the spot due to being caught of guard.
One of them screams on top of his lungs. "GET IT OFF ME! GET IT OFF ME!"
Sadly he does not make it. His head is torn off and his spine draged out.

The colonists begin throwing molotovs at the those mutated. Guns begin firing. It is a war.
Suddenly, everyone is wearing gas masks and face covers.

Scientists walk around in protected and sealed suits.

One of the guards seem to have been affected, but before he could do any damage his comrade blows his brains all over the nearby wall.

The predators of the forest go wild, packs have been forming outside the paremiter. The defensive turrets have been going wild. A fire has started nearby, but you are protected from it. A black smoke raises into the air. All contact with the mines have been lost.

- Seven colonists have died
- Damage to Infrastructure
- War
- Contagious Mutations
- Rebelion
- Severe Demoralization




NFSC

One of your crew has been affected. You start to wonder if all of you have been affected aswell. He tries to pin you down but another of your crew hits him with a large iron beam and then penetrates his head with it while the mutant is down and out. Your crew loses morale and asks you for the next step.

Starving, dehydrating and now being attacked. They urge you to seal them into the ship, filter the air and lift off.
But is that smart? You could all be infected.

You lost a man due to the mutation.



ISF

As you fly in closer to the planet. A scouting frigate is sent in, all he sees is hell being loose. He returns and informs the major about it. The major responds:

"Alright men, be on full alert, all hell is loose on this colony. We are going in hot. We must establish a perimeter and a standing force on the ground. Then move in, shock and awe then sieze control and establish peace. All men must check their gear. All men must wear armored protective suits. Lethal weapons only."

You learn of the "weird" looking and agressive humanoid creatures from the sky of the Nova. The scout from the frigate tells you all about it.

"Let none say the ISF does not arrive in the nick of time.  Major, the gloves are coming off. Have the AFR captain lifted out of there and placed under quarantine for a while - we don't want him torn apart by his own people, but we don't want to risk spreading whatever it is that made the colonists wear gas masks to our men, either. Anyone who shows any signs of resistance is to be executed on the spot, but arrest any scientists and medical personnel instead - we may need those. Keep them under quarantine, too.

Once the riot is stopped, enforce a curfew. Anyone breaking curfew is to be shot. Confiscate any working equipment if the opportunity arises and have it sterilized for future use.

Burn all the bodies. Godspeed, major."
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"Alright, we're going to take advantage of this! This is our time, people! I may have made some bad choices, but this is where we bring it together! Get in the ship and seal it up. Get some suits. Any suit that can serve as a hazard suit. Send small groups out through the airlocks to gather food and water from anywhere you can get them during this chaos! Once we've gotten our supplies, we leave! Even if we're all infected, there's a chance we could be immune! If some of us aren't immune, well let me say this now. It was an honor working with all of you! Everyone in the ship, we'll decide who is going to get supplies and who is going to hold down the fort there. GO!"

Have one scout uncloak, then have them both warp to an empty place and cloak again, see how many pirates follow.

Meanwhile, inform the station officials of the colossal find.

I stand outside of my office, not wearing a gas mask or anything to protect me from the environment. The colony is a wreck. Buildings are still on fire, men lay dead in the middle of the streets.
"I'm not made for running a colony..." I say to myself, when my Second in Command appears.
"It's not made for everyone, sir. But I feel like we can do things better than we are doing now."
"But what can we do? Now we have help from the ISF, which will ease things up a bit, but besides that, our entire population is in rebellion."
"You could hold a ceremony, to honour those who have died. You could still make things better."
"You really think so?"
"Yes, sir. Also, you should probably have some sort of protection on you. We still dont know what is causing these mutations."
"Send out word that there will be an announcement here tomorrow. Invite everyone from the colony, even those who wish to rebel. Get what researchers we have left to examine the dead mutants. I plan to fix this colony."

I leave, and head back to my office with a sigh. It's the first time I have been outside in awhile, scared of whatever is causing these mutations. I should wear some protection, but I'm not. I begin to feel uneasy, its probably nothing.

ISF

Several ships, filled with men in armored protective suits proceed to land outside the colonial permieter. The main ship going first and the major within it.

"Alright men. Check your filters, check your rifles, your magazines. Any last second supply managing, do it. This is no drill. All hell is loose down there. Cover each others backs, remember your training and we will all pull trough. If its hostile, you kill it. There is zero tolerance for anyone down there NOT listening to our commands. Shoot anyone who disobeys. Make no mistake. This will be a slaughter."

The ship lands, all the soldiers stand ready, safeties off. They stand at the large cargo hold gates, awaiting their opening. From the darkness of the ships, they finally emerge as the gates go down. The major stepping trough first. Seeing a nearby Noctis he instructs his men to secure and quarantine.

"Everyone. Circle it. Prepare to breach!"

As the crew of the Noctis, which happens to be NFSC prepares to exit and proceed with their plan of stealing and profiteering during such conditions. They are only met with a ton of rifles in their faces.

"DON'T MOVE! HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEADS! ON YOUR KNEES!"

To everyones surprise. One of the ships was carrying an APC. It stumbles out of one of the battleships. A detachment of men hangs behind it, and a whole detachment is inside it. Traveling towards the colony.

The turrets of the colony are actively hammering predators who wish to prey upon those unsuspecting inside and out. A fire had started long before and is spreading trough out the area. A true disaster. A thick black smoke is in the air, and a great ammount of it crawls on the ground, making it impossible to see or breath for those without masks and similiar.

The APC flicks its headlights on along with the soldiers. But it does not help. The smoke is still there.
They finally reach the colony. The local security forces meet the ISF soldiers.

"We heard you are coming." They open the gates to the colony.
They aswell are wearing protective suits with some armor. Nothing as strong as the ISFs.
Inside you find rebelious groups, mutant hives in one of the buildings.

Some of them are cordoned off and have turrets in front. One of the mutants bashes out and is cut down by the turret.
Major reports they are at the colony. Things seem to have calmed due to the black smoke. The mutants seem to suffocate due to the smoke, they can see trough it, but can not breath. While the unprotected humans can not breath or see.

It gives you a fair advantage. Your major reports back and asks for orders seeing how the smoke had done its best.



NFSC

As the crew of the Noctis, which happens to be NFSC prepares to exit and proceed with their plan of stealing and profiteering during such conditions. They are only met with a ton of rifles in their faces.

"DON'T MOVE! HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEADS! ON YOUR KNEES!"



AFR

As much as you felt a little down before, it seem to have stopped to an extent. Ever since the black smoke arrived you had stopped vomiting. You feel a tad better. Your security forces inform you that the ISF has arrived. Your plans of holding some sort of ceremony fail. There is no way to hold such a thing with so many hostilities present. Guns blazing, screams and roars echoing trough out the colony, black smoke filling the streets and the skies. The researches have sealed themselves off into the research compartment. They retrived several dead bodies of the mutants. You do not know what is inside. They refuse to speak to anyone.



Wolf Company

Your frigate warps too quickly. They saw something, but they aren't sure what it is. They all remain where they are.
The station administration is in shock. They meet once more, but this time without you, they are discussing something.

"Excellent work, Major. By the book.

Alright, I want you to secure that Noctis and keep it grounded. Any ships that attempt to take off will be pulverized by the fleet. Quarantine will not be broken.

Your main objectives are as follows, by order of priority:

- Locate, secure and evacuate AFR command.
- Locate, secure and detain any available AFR or civilian scientists. Have them working on a cure as soon as possible.
- Secure and protect any unarmed civilians encountered, have them flee to a safe location.
- Subdue or neutralize all hostiles by any means necessary.

Natural crowd control is the best kind of crowd control there is. Ensure the fires remain lit until the majority of hostiles have been neutralized, unless said fires are threatening the integrity of the colony's automated defensive mechanisms. It's unfortunate for any unprotected civilians in the area, but it would be worse to allow those things to rip them all apart instead. Save everyone you can, but remember your priorities.

Fleet will offer air support and reconnaissance as you request it. Morgan out."

The transmission is stopped.

"Get a recon vessel down there, make sure the troops on the ground know all that they need to know. Squadrons alpha through bravo, prepare to offer any air support requested. Keep enough vessels ready to evacuate our men quickly, though."
« Last Edit: May 20, 2013, 01:20:58 PM by Deathfries »