"DAMNIT ALL!" DarkStar blew the offending screen off the wall and into a tighly packed ball of scrap. He never once touched it with his hands.
"Those Asgard Warriors are beginning to get on my nerves." DarkStar threw himself into his command chair and brooded. The crew made themselfs buisy. Being the object of the commanders rage was not a good idea, as demonstrated by the news screen that had dared give him bad news.
DarkStar, after a time of silence, spoke. "Send out a broadwave. Encryption code 419." This code was a personal one developed by the C'Tan. It was in an entirely new language, encrypted with an entirely new crypto. It would take, even the CRI months to even crack the code, much less the language. DarkStar had all his captains trained in it.
"Tell all captians that they are to rendezvous with us at Omicron Delta. We'll be escorting that battleship under the command of the Nomads to Manhatten."
"Aye sir!" The task was soon done. "Anything else sir?"
DarkStar smiled. "Yes... alert the sleeper cell on New London... Tell them they are cleared to begin."
The ensign paled. "A - aye sir."
***
Another day on New London. It was cloudy, rainy, and the smog was fairly thick this morning. The Britonians didn't mind, they got used to it. All that was shattered when an equipment dealer reported his shop was assaulted. The police showed up, to find the place ransacked. "I bet Mollys did this." Said one.
"Well, they can't have gone far. Alert the chaps in space to be on the lookout for ships carying ship weapons and ammunition." Peace returned to New London.
And then the Phantom terrorists, stationed on New London for almost a year, struck. With the stolen missiles and torps, they scattered across the city. Several places at once were caught in massive firestorms as the heavy ordinance went off. Britonians watched in horror as the massive and impressive towers of New London shuddered and fell. 12 large trucks full of Novas, Sunslayers, Cannonballs, and other heavy ordinance. 12 fireballs across New London, so big they could be seen from space. 12 areas of destruction, devestation, and chaos.
12 revenges for the lost Phantom pilots. Revenges a hundred times over, and a hundred times again.
***
*Pirate signal detected*
*Location: Scrambled*
*Time: Scrambled*
New London burns tonight for what the Asgard Warriors did to us. Manhatten will burn soon enough, and the Asgard Warriors will laugh. New Berlin has suffered catostrophic losses as the Asgard Warriors carelessly let debreis and ammunition fall onto the planet. New Tokyo will soon be ravaged much the same way.
Cast out these "Asgard Warriors." They have brought you nothing but pain. They will continue to do so, and if you think what we have done is bad, you should imagine what they will do given the chance! They would take this entire sector under their brutal tyrany, ravaging it far worse than the Nomads could ever have hoped for!
I ask you to revoke their lies, their false promises, their power-hungry, blood-thirsty barbarians! If you do not, then what has happened to New London will happen to your planet, again and again, untill there is nothing left to burn!
This is an ultimatum. Give them no support, or you will find yourself trying to scratch out a pitiful existance amongst the ruins of your "great" planets.
That is, if you survive.
*Transmission lost*
*Returning to regular GNN report*
)(Feel free to post after this, RP or otherwise. I'm done with it... for the moment...)(
This is the real true story of rock and roll; it was not about anything more then, how to live your life, as a gangster, in sartorial splendor, and turning the world into a place where normality would never return again...- Malcolm McLaren
Again... Everytime they killed a Phantom they turned it around to make us look like savages. But even as pityfully stupid the humans were he knew that they would at least partially see through the Phantoms pityful attempt at trying to justify their attacks.
Luciaden set his mind to tracking Raf'el. Hopefully he would find him and Darkstar before they did another massive slaughter to blame on his people...
My lord, we have succeded in crippling an AW cruiser, the Defel. It attacked us in the home system of the Blood Dragons. We did however suffer some losses before disabling it's many (read LOADS OF) missiles turrets. Then another Pirate joined us in the assult, The_Damned, his assistance was invaluable and it was he who launched the torpedo that crippled the enemy ship.
This is captain Shal'rak of the cruiser Defel. After destroying another group of Phantom fighters we were ambushed by an unknown ship who launched torpedos and disabled most of our missile turrets. We are currently trying to make it back to our shipyards for some major repairs.
After cracking the codes on their transmission we learned the name of the pilot in nthe unknown ship was someone they called The Damned. We have contacted our spies in Phantom to learn who this new threat is.
~~End of Message~~
Luciaden: Communications, send a bounty for proof of Darkstars death for 20 million credits. Tell them to try to take a being named Raf'el alive, anyone who brings me Raf'el will get a 35 million dollar bounty. If anyone kills him they will not be payed.
Communications Officer: Yes sir.
(Congrats to Damned and Marauder. They have done better than anyone else against my missile cruiser.)
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