Amidst the chaos of vaporizing nomads, a lone jump gate activates and out of it comes a freighter.
"This is the Monarch" -static- "Holy Eris, what is going on here? My radiation meter is going berserk." -static- "Sergei, activate our radiation chambers" -static- "Planet Malta, requesting immediate" -static- "I repeat, immediate landing clearance. This is getting ridiculous."
Before waiting for a response, the little ship immediately went into a violent nosedive towards the planet in an attempt to evade the deadly radiation.
The ship's comm system shrieked as it hurtled downwards. "We need landing clearance NOW!"
OOC: felt like coming in... heres earnshaw escaping with yamato on board right into the middle of trouble
Returning with a Vengeance June 2007 Sirius Universal Time.
We are coming.
Characters:
BDBC-Yamato - Talarca Light Battlecruiser
BDBS-Musashi - Kusari Heavy Battleship (to be stolen)
BDF-Shinano - Blood Dragon Fighter *
FL-Monarch (to be commissioned) **
</span> The 大和, Battlecruiser Yamato, is Admiral Yamato's personal yacht and primary combat ship.
<span style='font-size:10pt;line-height:100%'> The 武蔵, Battleship Musashi, is Admiral Yamato's command center and mobile base of operations for his personal fleet. * The 信濃, Fighter Shinano, is Admiral Yamato's personal fighter and reconnaisance ship, used for backup purposes. ** The Monarch is a freelance freighter captained by Bretonian Navy veteran, William Earnshaw Jr.
**OOC** Too bad the things are indestructible to you *smirks.* Also, to bad I have absolutely NO ships other than fighters not already engaged in RP somewhere.. or destroyed and unable to be found (hint; The Chimaera.)
Looking out her balcony as the Battle continues.....
" They always bring trouble, If its not the C'tan, or Miraluka's, its the Nomads, or the bounty hunters....." she sighs, " Can't take these people anywhere in public..... :laugh:
Alignment:The Outcasts Status: Retired Personal Bio Click here Current Ships:The BlackPearl Base Of Operations:Pryde Villa, Planet Malta
OOC:i feel a little helples in this fight seeing as my only combat ship RP wiess is on Belfast and is only a fighter.
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COMMS ID:Colonel Thomas
Message to:Behemoth
I am sarry i can not be of more asistance but i can not stay in this fight. I do not have the figher power to even dent a nomad gunboat. I wish you best of luck agenst this unknown enamies but i mut dock now.
message ended...
"Kristy dear, The boys seem to be having a rampage here, can't take the alcohol or the
cardamine, not sure which. I'm off to me little hacienda near Bogota, pop by when you
get this lot sorted ... Tapas, Coronas and the odd Sidewinder in the cooler."
Browning grabbed his jacket, picked up his gun case, kissed her on the cheek and slid
quietly off to his waiting Sabre ...
Some say he is a proud member of: "The most paranoid group of people in the Community."
This is Alexander and WHAT THE HELL ARe ALL THOSE SHIPS DOING HERE GET THEM AWAY FROM MALTA NOW! GO 20 Klicks away Now or you will get Roasted
*presses a button* there now EVERYBODY GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MALTA !!!
*a Rather large Mine Shaped Object is dropped from Alexanders ship and 2 minuts later is explodes in a Hail of Fire and Neutron Particles but just as he predicited the Behemoth is undamaged by the blast only the organis Nomad Ships was burned too Space dust*
Ahh there now NO MORE INTERVENTION TOO MY VACATION DAMNIT!!
"Jesus Christ, Pedro. These boys just have no idea when to stop do they. Come on old
buddy, let us find a little decorum elsewhere. Spoil a ladies party indeed. No gentlemen
round these here parts." ...
Two Sabres fired up their atmosphere engines and lifted off.
"My gaff for a late beer then ?"
Browning's ship took the lead.
Some say he is a proud member of: "The most paranoid group of people in the Community."