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Post by wanderingmagus on May 16, 2014 17:35:13 GMT
The commander nodded to Bane of the Ancients. "Understood, sir. Stand by for the coordinates."
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((awaiting Teal, Midnight.))
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The commander shrugged at the Sheriff. "Probably would take you less than three hours, depending on traffic at the spaceport. Though the Lieutenant did seem rather concerned about safety, and wanted whoever moved him to keep an eye out. A griffon with a scarred eye? I'm not sure if that information might help you, but Lieutenant Bond wanted his transporter to know. I have no idea why he doesn't simply teleport down himself if he is so nervous about the whole situation."
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Post by Teal Turken on May 16, 2014 18:02:46 GMT
I believe 14:00 should be a reasonable time. The Herdfather smiles.
I should have all my Elders ready for the meeting by then. Despite the alarming news I've heard, I do hope that we can come into long term agreements between Homeworld and Harmonia in the future.
Teal pauses for a moment and then smiles once again to the Princesses. I guess I should be returning to the mothership now. We all know that I have some work that needs to be done on time. Is there anything else that we should discuss before I make my leave? he asks.
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 16, 2014 22:43:44 GMT
((Magus I did send twilight a copy of the message so she could help translate it. I don't think you showed a reaction to that. Just thought I would let you know.))
With all the prep done and Cosmic Ruby and Sapphire ready and at the trans-mat pad to the Galactic Phoenix, Cosmic says to the transmit engineer, "Three to transport to the Galactic Phoenix. Authorization Blitz Alpha One. Transport when ready." Ruby and Sapphire wait along with Cosmic for the transfer to the Galactic Phoenix.
=== Trans-mat room, Galactic Phoenix ===
Nick waits patiently for the twins and cosmic to come aboard. he says to the ships Trans-mat engineer, "I hope this was the right choice. A mission to face his past and to save our world. What a burden for our true maiden voyage as a now active mini-fleet."
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Post by wanderingmagus on May 17, 2014 5:34:43 GMT
((by Midnight's insistence, I temporarily disabled the wordcount plugin specifically for this one, under-100-word GM post for his characters.))
The transmit engineer salutes. "Whatever the case, we will support him, even through the gates of Tartarus. Initiating transport in three, two, one! NOW!"
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 17, 2014 5:57:40 GMT
===Trans-mat room, Galactic Phoenix===
With the transport initiated Comic, Ruby and sapphire are transported directly to Trans-mat Room 1. Upon arrival cosmic, Ruby and Sapphire are greeted by Nick who says, "about bucking time you got here. We have been ready to go sense you gave the word. What took y'all so long?"
Cosmic says, "Had to get a few things and needed to touch up on Ruby's and Sapphire's files. Nick you are acting navigator. Plot a course for the Location of my mother's death. Trans-mat Engineer Victor, open a channel to all phoenix project ships."
Victor says, "Aye captain. channel open."
Cosmic addresses his small fleet, "Attention all ships of project phoenix. As of 08:00 this morning Project phoenix is no longer an experiment. By decree of the royal sisters of the Homeworld council. We are going back to the incident from 10 years ago. Our mission is to answer a call from a unique classified life form by the name of Cosmic Silverstar. We are to meet there and solve the happenings from 10 years ago. I am not ordering you to go. This task is for me alone...."
Nick interrupts, "Captain, I think I speak for everypony in this fleet when I say, Lets go already." When nick says his words, even space dock can hear the cheers coming for the phoenix fleet.
Cosmic says, "Ok then. All hands to ready stations. Project Phoenix is a go for launch. Time to show the universe what a phoenix can really do. Engage!"
As Cosmic, Nick, Ruby and sapphire head to the bridge the phoenix fleet ships go through their final prep.
Cosmic says once one the bridge, "Open channel with Space Dock Command."
Comspony says, "Channel open, sir."
Cosmic says, "Space Dock Command, this is Cosmic Phoenix. All ships report ready for departure. Request final clearance for exit of space dock."
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Post by wanderingmagus on May 23, 2014 16:21:52 GMT
The channel responded immediately.
"Cosmic Phoenix, this is Space Dock Command. Final clearance granted, you may exit when ready. Princesses' Speed to you, sir."
The thousands of ships in the area moved to make room for the fleet as a course was charted to reach their destination. The infinite expanse of the Void was before them, endless mystery waiting to be discovered... or to discover THEM.
Who knew what lay at the heart of the memory to come? Who knew what wonders and horrors now threaten all of ponykind, that this terrible course of Fate must be chosen? None knew, but each member of the fleet placed their trust, their hope, upon the shoulders of Cosmic, and of all the Princesses, and the Spirit of Chaos. They would stand with him though the gates of Tartarus were to break open and Tirek be their foe.
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 23, 2014 16:43:51 GMT
Cosmic says, "Alright Helm, proceed on maneuvering thrusters only, till we are clear of space dock. Ahead on quarter impulse power."
Once clear of space dock Cosmic then says, "All decks prepare for warp on my mark. Helmspony, set a course for the designated location warp 5. Enguage!" Cosmic gives time for all stations to report ready status and then gives the signal for warp drive execution.
Nick is in the navigator's seat plotting the course. Ruby and Sapphire are in their seats accepting all ready reports. Cosmic is in his seat Monitoring the core with the help of engineering. Once all stations have reported The ships in this little fleet begin to accelerate at an exponentially fast rate breaking all barriers before finally breaking the warp barrier. After a few moments of breaking the warp barrier they reach the Coursing speed of warp 5.
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Post by wanderingmagus on May 28, 2014 4:55:08 GMT
The Princesses and diplomats bowed to Teal. "That is all for Our side, Herdfather. May your journeys be safe."
Herdfather? Lightreader on the Neural Network. Shipkeeper wishes to inform you that the Planeshifter is ready for use.
Hyperspace was an odd thing. Sometimes, it was tunnel of flashing lights. Sometimes, it was a dark and forbidding void. And sometimes it was just the universe looking like it got flattened.
For Cosmic, the effect didn't really matter, and they technically weren't going through "hyperspace" in the first place. The warp drive merely bent space-time in interesting geometries around the ship, letting them travel over five times the speed of light at ease. Still, the journey was nerve-wracking, not for the distance or the speed, but because of what he knew lay at the end of their journey.
He had tried not to think about the Incident for a long, long time. Indeed, he had worn his inhibitors precisely because he kept having lapses, losing control at crucial times, like the universe was playing some sort of cruel cosmic joke on him. But he knew that his perspective would have to change, and it will change, forever, very soon. How he would change, he could scarcely imagine. He had heard stories of this sort of thing, legends and myths about heroes who went on pilgrimages to discover their true power and strength, but it hadn't ever really occurred to him what exactly that MEANT, not really, not in the way he was feeling now.
Was he ready? Would he ever be ready? What if he failed? What if it was too much, too much for him?
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Post by Teal Turken on May 28, 2014 15:27:46 GMT
Teal, the Herdfather, smiles towards the Princesses warmly and gives a respectful bow towards them.
May all of yours be secluded from danger as well. Take care, and...thank you for the changes that you've made.
He closes his eyes to focus his attention to the Lightreader.
Perfect timing, I am ready to return now. Inform the crew that I will be arriving momentarily.
He makes sure to stay still for the planeshifter.
Would you grant me access to the neural network across the fleet? he requests, about to inform and call for his elders to a meeting on the mothership.
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 28, 2014 20:40:10 GMT
As the others go about their normal business, Cosmic is meditating on the fact he knows he isn't ready but he will have to face it anyways. He does his best to show the calm leadership his crew has come to know of him but inside he is every thing but calm and collected right now. Ruby and sapphire keep the tasks going to him as only the most important ones. the rest of the crew seams to be doing their given station work. Nick is navigating and holding down the weapons station. cosmic seams to be quiet knowing what is about to transpire. He waits for the helmspony to announce their arrival at the point not really sleeping much but when he does it is filled with the recalling memories of his mothers fate and what is to come. He knows not if he can face this past but he sure as all tarterus is going to give it his all or die trying.
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Post by wanderingmagus on May 30, 2014 2:48:35 GMT
There was a feeling of warmth and comfort as the planeshifter reached through the unfathomable void to embrace the Herdfather, then the sensation of falling inwards, then outwards...
He was seated comfortably in the leafy folds of his form-fitting chair, but his mind seemed to be able to see and hear every single part of the ship, and every creature within it as well. The tendrils which gently touched the base of his head imperceptibly channelled information to and from his mind into the neural network which connected all the minds on the ship, enabling even earth ponies to communicate silently and absorb information. The sensation took a little getting used to; you didn't "learn" the knowledge, you simply knew, knew in the way you knew that the sky was blue, or that the sun rose in the east.
Connected to the network, Herdfather. We await your orders.
There was a sudden lurch as the ship rapidly decelerated, and warning signals flashed on screens here and there.
"There's something wrong with space-time in Area 101, sir," reported a lieutenant worriedly. "The readings don't make sense. Visible light observation shows... nothingness. I'm not talking about black, I mean NOTHING. I can't even describe it, and radar says there's giant somethings going through us at warp 15, but there's no evidence of hull breach, and Engineering says there's no indication anything's there! And that's not the worst of it, thaumic sensors are completely berserk, and LIDAR readings..." She shuddered. "You don't want to know about the LIDAR. There's also evidence of hydrogen being present in the area, even though the place was supposed to be empty. And... there's... sounds... going through it. I gave a strict order to Sensors not to even THINK about listening to the sounds or tampering with them, just in case they might drive you insane, but... sir, what are we supposed to do?"
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 30, 2014 3:30:11 GMT
Cosmic comes out of his meditation when the alarms start to blare. He says, "Ruby Sapphire, This is your area of training. Initialize the data field and filter out the junk. We are here. All ships stop. From here on out, this is only for me. You all will witness an event that took place 10 years ago. My mother"s death and the events surrounding it and this whole area. Com, open the signal. I want to hear what is being said."
All ships come to a stop at area 101 with shields raised to maximum. Ruby and Sapphire Combine their natural data control abilities and activate the data field. Cosmic waits for the Comspony to open the channel.
((All ships are now in yellow alert status. Magus, I leave the start of this event to you.)) |
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Post by Bane Emural on May 30, 2014 4:13:35 GMT
Bane walks to the teleportation room. The teleportation officer is ready for the communications officer to start relaying the coordinates. "We are ready to go, sir. standing by for coordinates." The communications officer starts receiving messages from the other ships.
"Sir, the Council is also ready for departure. They will arrive at the given command."
Buckeye is curious as to why Lieutenant Bond would be so paranoid as to not use his own transporter. Something does seems amiss, but something that he can do. He looks at the commander. "My fleet can handle the cargo transportation. I'll handle transportation of Lt. Bond. If I can get this one done, it may, or may not, remove any sort of suspicions. When will he be ready for transportation?"
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Post by Teal Turken on Jun 11, 2014 2:36:54 GMT
Putting a soft smile on his face, the Herdfather sits upright and begins his message.
My dear Harmonian brethren; ponyfolk, gryphons, deer, elk, stags and goat. For centuries we have secluded ourselves from the systems that care not for beloved mother nature. We've shut them out, treated them like as we imagined they treat the environment.
Teal pauses for a moment.
However, today I have discovered that our many requests and pleas have been heard by the ears of our oldest roots, Homeworld. They have in fact changed and abolished corrupt fuel consumptions in exchange for cleaner and more natural power sources, done away with discarding waste and replaced it with proper forms of recycling, Harmonia we have finally reached them!
He pauses again to allow his fleet to absorb the news.
I would like to call upon all Elders and Advisers present to the meeting room of the Mothership, there are new important issues to discuss.
With that Teal disconnects from the neural network and gently strokes the arm of his seat.
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Post by wanderingmagus on Jun 11, 2014 23:37:24 GMT
The communications pony hesitated, then gave Cosmic a marble-shaped drop of nanites.
"Actually, sir, forgive us for sounding superstitious, but it's likely the message was meant for your ears alone then, if you were expecting to find sounds in space."
He stepped back as the pony put on the shimmering fluid, which shaped into earphones that hugged his skull.
"Everypony, be on your guard. Playing now."
A flash of pure data-
A ping signalled Bane's reception of the coordinates.
"On behalf of Homeworld, welcome. You may port when ready."
The commander nodded. "He said he would be ready as soon as you were, sir. All he asks is for enough prior notification to grab his bags and show up at the docking bay. It sounded unrealistic, but he said he could be there within a minute's notification."
The response was immediate, as each and every creature connected to the neural network instantly knew what Teal thought of the matter and why he thought that way on it. They simply knew, the way they knew that grass was green. It also got past poor communication skills quickly, which was very useful if you weren't exactly an epic orator.
Already, chairs were crawling and slithering their ways over to the meeting room, and Planeshifters appeared with Elders and Advisors in their embrace. The chair beneath him purred with contentment as he stroked the arm.
The Meeting Room was comfortable, a living, breathing chamber like all the others on the ship, but with its own personality. Butterfly displays on the wall were set to appear like windows into grassy fields and forests back home, though they could be used to display any number of images when thought at. In the middle was a pair of mouth-like structures with what appeared to be a swarm of tiny gnats or fireflies; it was one of Harmonia's answers to holographic displays, and had even higher resolution than most "normal" holograms. At the moment, it was displaying a three-dimensional representation of the ship.
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