Jonathan Harperson
Terran Spec Ops.
Retired
Posts: 187
Registered: Jun 6, 2015 18:25:53 GMT -6
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Post by Jonathan Harperson on Jun 18, 2015 13:48:33 GMT -6
Turning to Daniel briefly, "I'll attempt to forgive him but the last conversation with him apparently left an impact," crossing his arms as he watched the video, "who says Cavil didn't see a broken man and looked for the Cylon side. When we turn an asset into an asset we look for the weakness," transferring the open files to his tactical pad, "the SFC is being dissolved at this point so the intelligence you have will be shared with the Colonials," taking a deep breath. He hadn't seen this person everyone was talking about and even when he talked with Alex there was no mention though photos appeared to be broken and hidden, looking around at the Vipers as noticed his men getting dressed just as news came in concerning the Basestars; apparently they were leaving. Looking back at the city, he could see the three remaining Basestars taking off which meant the Cylons either ran out of Centurions or raiders or that they couldn't hold onto the city much longer either way it was the victory that they needed. Sending a signal to General Odin as well as Jack, the next stage would have to be the retake of the Frondal Islands, "Looks like the Admiral is making an impact on the enemy fleet and well we need to get to the Frondal Islands," rolling up his sleeves for he knew the Islands would be much more difficult. Walking up to Michael with Jack behind him as well as Captain November, he felt as if he was in a war council though even he couldn't stand the council at this point yet he knew Frondal Islands were dangerous since even Jack showed concern. The Nomads, even though they hadn't been around till recently, were their Razors and they appeared to be shaken up which didn't help him at but now they needed to do the impossible while the city was being secured. Flipping on the projector on his tactical pad, he connected with the satellites as he cleared his throat; "The Cylons have the island and well we do this just like the Battle of Islo-Denora," noticing that Captain November was mystified, "the Spartans had an island where they could launch their ICBM's straight into our territory yet we had them pinned on one side of the island. Myself and Michael led an attack from the ocean with a few thousand SF's, caught the Spartans off guard and soon pushed them into our armies that them surrounded...gods damn blood bath." The attack flashed in his head for a mere second as he cleared his throat, "Attack from the ocean, establish a beachhead and then with the forces we can muster we begin pushing till either we divide their armies or crush them against the Marines," spotting November actually smiling for it meant the NSOTO's were going to see more combat and maybe this time he himself can fight in this battle.
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Gen. Jack Thrax
Terran Defense Forces
Freelancer
KDF
Posts: 479
Registered: Jul 13, 2012 15:21:51 GMT -6
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Post by Gen. Jack Thrax on Jun 18, 2015 18:07:32 GMT -6
Nodding to Jonathan, he knew of the battle considering he was off killing the rest of the Spartan Spec. Ops but at the same time he knew any operation would have to happen at night since most forces can establish a beachhead at night. Turning to Michael as he typed in orders for his Nomads, "We'll strike in an hour that way we can establish the beachhead under the cover of darkness and begin pushing, brother get your Marines ready and tell your pilots you have one hour to pull off maybe the largest attack that we can muster. But we need the Colonials to do their part or all the lives that might be lost tomorrow would be for nothing and we don't need that on our minds," patting Jonathan on the back, "15 years in prison and still don't miss a beat. My Nomads are preparing to leave the island which means we'll be on board the Trinity but after Frondal, I've got plans on returning to the Colonies to prepare for the next phase."
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Post by John November on Jun 18, 2015 18:37:43 GMT -6
Nodding to Jack as he watched the man leave for the docks, turning back to Michael and Tom as he crossed his arms; "I retract my previous statement, dissolving the SFC is the best move and I've seen your not as bad as your General," taking a deep breath for he never liked being wrong, "my NSOTO's will start boarding the Trinity but the Navy is bringing in two of our last aircraft carriers which will refuel and rearm your Vipers while the Battleship Hood will take all the Colonial Marines and Terran Marines. I should remind you that if this attack fails, the Cylons will have the Navy all in one spot, they can wipe us out all in one spot which means this has to work or no more navy or second chances."
Zipping up his vest, he sent orders to his NSOTO's to head to the docks to be sent to the Trinity as he peered over at Sam; "I know your not Terra but its been an honor and well its nice that the Colonials are aiding us," pausing, "might be stuck aiding us for a while either way, Terra's military is going to be hit hard after we get the Cylons off our frakkin world."
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Jun 19, 2015 1:33:38 GMT -6
Listening to Captain November, her brows rose slightly. Sam had grown used to most of the Terrans disliking the Colonials, though it was finally nice to see one that actually had something good to say. Knowing how most of them felt about her people in general, it was nice not having to defend herself for once as well. "The honor has been mine, Captain. After this is all over, we will provide all that we can. We do not leave our allies to fend for themselves."
Catching sight of the CAG from the corner of her eye, she waved for the woman to stop before looking back at John. "If you will excuse me. I have orders that I need to give." Nodding to the man with a tired smile on her face, she turned to hurry over to where Shay stood, returning a brief salute to the woman. Sam took a moment to brief the Lieutenant on the situation before sighing. "It's going to be hell, you guys already know that. Our destination is the Frondal Islands, word is that they have new raiders, so try to keep your asses out of the fire." She nodded to Shay and sent the woman off to speak with their pilots, taking a seat to rest for a moment herself and change the blood soaked bandage that wrapped around her arm. From the sound of things, there was nothing to look forward to on the Islands.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jun 19, 2015 8:12:16 GMT -6
Gathering up his gear, he ordered everyone to the docks as he turned to Sam, for he too had his own injuries, and he was about to get his first trip on a boat; "Everyone is headed for the docks, our ride is at dock 15 which is a few miles from here, the Carriers Osiris and Indigo will carry the Vipers," taking a deep breath as he walked over to the awaiting Jeep but stopped half way through, "wanna come along after all the salt water might help a bit." Helping Sam up as he picked her up into his arms while having a Marine carrying his gear, "See I can be romantic," laughing as he set her down onto the back of the Jeep before taking a seat himself and catching his gear. Feeling the Jeep drive away, he grabbed his rifle as he clipped it back onto his vest as he spoke to Sam; "SFC is gone, the Colonial Marines gained 4,000 new men and only 1,000 are being transferred to the Independence after all the fighting is done," feeling the Jeep jerk as it took a turn to the docks, spotting Jonathan on a motorcycle he must've found lying around. Feeling the Jeep stop, he dropped down to see the massive ship and knew Captain November had to pull a string or two to get this ship out to the islands especially since it deserves to be in a museum since it was a relic of the past; at least that's how he saw it. Gathering his gear, he spotted the pair of NSOTO's walking towards him most likely going to tell them how they're going to get on the islands and provide some medical help; something they all needed after this battle. Grabbing his sniper rifle and his pack, he spotted Jonathan walking up as he turned to the man; "I hope you remembered how to swim."
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Jonathan Harperson
Terran Spec Ops.
Retired
Posts: 187
Registered: Jun 6, 2015 18:25:53 GMT -6
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Post by Jonathan Harperson on Jun 19, 2015 9:42:05 GMT -6
Slinging his rifle onto his back, he found a bike that was leaned up against one of the hangers and set his pack on the handle bars before starting it up; driving off the airfield as the choppers flew overhead that was filled with Nomads. Driving onto the dock, he grabbed his pack as he got off of the bike as he spotted Michael and hearing him joke around; "Let's hope those years in prison didn't slow me down," grabbing his rifle as he stepped onto the ship. Helping everyone else on board, he felt the ship starting to move as he spotted the fleet starting to move out; this was actually happening and the invasion would have to be successful. Grabbing a bandanna as he wrapped it around his neck before putting on his night vision goggles, the ship was sailing dark which meant no lights and the navy was doing this to all of their ships to prevent Cylon raiders from spotting them but it also meant the Vipers had to run dark or even land in the dark.
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Post by NPC Marine on Jun 22, 2015 15:23:15 GMT -6
*Starting dialing away, Hmm what to say* "Terran Space Station Alpha 1 to Sam, the Admiral wants you to return to the Independence A.S.A.P. Were going after J Castorious for his crime then a ghostship calling itself the Vulture"Listening to Captain November, her brows rose slightly. Sam had grown used to most of the Terrans disliking the Colonials, though it was finally nice to see one that actually had something good to say. Knowing how most of them felt about her people in general, it was nice not having to defend herself for once as well. "The honor has been mine, Captain. After this is all over, we will provide all that we can. We do not leave our allies to fend for themselves." Catching sight of the CAG from the corner of her eye, she waved for the woman to stop before looking back at John. "If you will excuse me. I have orders that I need to give." Nodding to the man with a tired smile on her face, she turned to hurry over to where Shay stood, returning a brief salute to the woman. Sam took a moment to brief the Lieutenant on the situation before sighing. "It's going to be hell, you guys already know that. Our destination is the Frondal Islands, word is that they have new raiders, so try to keep your asses out of the fire." She nodded to Shay and sent the woman off to speak with their pilots, taking a seat to rest for a moment herself and change the blood soaked bandage that wrapped around her arm. From the sound of things, there was nothing to look forward to on the Islands.
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Npc Terran Military
Terran Defense Forces
Terran Defense Forces
Terra uber alle
Posts: 69
Registered: Sept 11, 2011 22:32:48 GMT -6
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Post by Npc Terran Military on Jul 9, 2015 16:21:23 GMT -6
*300 A-13 Anti-Ship Unmanned Space Vehicle (A-13 AUSV) fly out flooding Terra with a heavy thick cloud of enriched Ragnarök Nanite Gas. Pouring out it's tanks and the drone swoop down low to the ground weaving in and out of trees and building's*
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J Castorious, CMC (Ret)
Colonial Retired
Retired Marine
Once a Colonial Marine, Always a Colonial Marine
Posts: 4,212
Registered: Aug 1, 2009 22:35:13 GMT -6
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Post by J Castorious, CMC (Ret) on Nov 4, 2015 15:53:54 GMT -6
At the new Presidential office on the grounds of Corinth University, near the airport
Timeline: Three weeks after having arrived in the Capital
It had been almost three weeks now since J and Captain Markus, along with several of the new Quorum members and a security detail from the CMS Marauder, had arrived in the capital city. Having set up temporary space in the Mayors office and finally getting the word out to the citizens of Terra and the Fleet that the government was being re-formed, J was ready to finalize the announcement with a personal message to everyone.
The city was still in disarray and ruin from the massive Cylon attack a year ago so getting the media outlets to get their equipment to the capital and setting up the satellite feeds had taken much longer than expected and it was frustrating J to no end. Already the quarreling between the various factions had begun-the Federalists set against the Spartists, the Isolationists in the Southern Hemisphere against the Monarchists in the north, just south of the Capital, the Gondawans against the Expantionists, and the Quorum crying about being left out. J secretly wished he had just gone to the Independence Brig and not immersed himself in this debacle and experiment in futility.
What the frak was Ben Little thinking when he started to re-form the government? Doral was probably onto something when he disbanded the Colonial government, as illegal as it may have been. Looking at his new Chief Aide, Neko Goor (the former woman having decided to pursue a different path in the new government by accepting the post of Agriculture Secretary), J smiled and nodded that he was ready. Looking at the array of cameras and recording devices, J cleared his throat and read from the teleprompter in front of him.
"Ladies and gentlement of Terra, the Colonial and Terran Fleets, citizens of the Terran system, and mostly, our Cylon allies and fellow Colonial citizens: For those of you who do not yet know who I am, allow me to introduce myself. I am J Castorious, former Acting President of the 12 Colonies of Kobol and Colonial Marine. Ever since President Phineas Doral announced some almost two years ago the disbandment of the Colonial government, our combined societies have been in an upheval and in total disarray. Fortunately, the late President Benjamin Little saw the error of that decision and was in the process of re-forming the government when he was killed by Cylon forces, done so while saving several thousand souls doing what he knew best, being a warrior. We shall never forget his actions those months ago and for that reason, I am formally announcing the reforming of the Colonial government, a government that will be for all citizens of Terra and her fleets and stations and settlements. This action is effective immediately. In the coming days, I will be announcing the members of my cabinet and will be visiting the various ships and settlements, as well as condcuting a goodwill tour of Terra herself. I thank you all and may the Gods continue to look down upon us with favor."
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Post by Administrator on Sept 10, 2021 19:08:42 GMT -6
At approximately 1207 local standard time, a nuclear detonation destroyed Frondal City, Frondal Islands, Southern Hemisphere.
No communication has been established with the city or surrounding area at this time.
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TerraOps
Terran Civilian
Chief, Terran Operations
Terra-beautiful, mysterious, but not what you think.
Posts: 403
Registered: Oct 30, 2010 21:41:12 GMT -6
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Post by TerraOps on Nov 3, 2021 17:34:13 GMT -6
Location: DRADIS Control Center, 25 kilometers outside Delos
One of six DRADIS Control Centers located on Terra, responsible for the tracking of the planetary weapons designed by the Gondwans for the defense of the planet. Although the weapons themselves are manually operated, the tracking of targets is controlled by the DRADIS Control Centers. There are 127 planet-based weapons scattered across Terra, all tied into these 4 DRADIS Control Centers, assigned into sections.
It had been discovered that the Cylons had managed to infiltrate those Centers and taken them off-line. One of the Centers was located on the Frondal Islands. The recent nuclear detonation, so powerful it pretty much wiped everything and everyone located in the Frondal Islands off the face of the planet, took out the DRADIS Control Center there.
The other locations are as follows:
Corinth City-Fleet HQ City of Sparta-20 kilometers north of the City at an abandoned Spartan military installation Ersea City-Located at the military installation in the City Delos City-25 kilometers north of the City
Only the Delos City location was unaffected by the infiltration of Cylon-Human Hybrids. An attentive TDF Captain, Kiera Zalon, challenged the "DRADIS Technicians" who came to perform maintenance, something that was not on the report that was sent each day. It should be noted that these "DRADIS Technicians" were all female, extremely attractive females. The Cylons had counted on, rightfully so, that sending in these particular females would distract the human crews of the DRADIS Control Centers, thus permitting the sabotage that had been undertaken. In the event of any challenge from those crews, the Hybrids were instructed to take the installations by force and destroy them with explosives.
This was not necessary in Corinth and Sparta. It was necessary though in Ersea, where the Officer-In-Charge, a TDF Major, Liam Jericho, saw through the Hybrid ruse and although he and his security personnel acted quickly, one of the Hybrids was able to detonate her explosives, killing everyone in the center and destroying the center itself.
Fortunately though, Captain Kiera Zalon immediately knew these were not humans nor was their mission a legitimate one. Within mere seconds of the Hybrids presenting themselves, she shot four of them dead and wounded the fifth one and prevented her from detonating her explosives. Unfortunately, with only one DRADIS Center still in operation, it could not handle the tracking of all 127 weapons sites. The Cylons had still managed to take down the planets defenses. The race was on to fix what the Hybrids had messed up in Corinth and Sparta. If those two sites could be brought back on line, the planets defenses would be fully operational.
Only time would tell.....
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NPC Official
Civilian Official
Posts: 40
Registered: May 5, 2022 20:17:40 GMT -6
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Post by NPC Official on Jun 13, 2022 10:54:17 GMT -6
As Lukana Moldoran, Assistant Secretary of Labor (NPC)
Standing in what now constituted as her office (a tent that was erected on the grounds of the University of Corinth), Lukana stood at the podium, preparing to address the crowd of people before her. She looked at her assistant to make certain they were ready to broadcast. Clearing her throat, she spoke into the microphone.
"Ladies and Gentlemen of Terra, my name is Lukana Moldoran and I am here to announce that your government is still here and we are in the process of rebuilding as I speak. Do not listen to the message of a former member of the military, one how has decided to take by force, the reigns of leadership. General Harperson is not in charge, I am. I hereby declare that any and all persons who take up arms against my duly appointed government and the citizens of this planet, those persons shall be arrested, tried and executed immediately, regardless of who they are. I am also declaring that ALL military personnel and assets are hereby under the control of the newly constituted government. Since our fearless President decided to evacuate herself and her friends from Terra, I am officially assuming the office of President of Terra, complete with all powers and authorities therein. More information shall be provided in the future. Thank you all."
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