General Odin Cotter
Terran Defense Forces
Commnader, Terran Defense Forces
Your Saviour
Posts: 178
Registered: Apr 25, 2011 16:40:34 GMT -6
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Post by General Odin Cotter on Apr 17, 2013 4:32:20 GMT -6
:Captain Miller; SF Air Commander: "All SF forces, begin full retreat, all aircraft have orders to head to Ares while all ground forces head for the temple ruins for extraction and get it to the press that Sparta shall remain in Cylon hands," *Getting up running around* "Retreat back to the safe zone and regroup, we need to stay just to make sure they keep in Sparta. Miller get your ass back here"*Before finishing my order as Miller is already gone with the Sf's* "Frak I'll deal with them later"*Heading to the Safe Zone watching the Cylons. Heading to my Vulture reaching out for the Handle bars, picking up my left leg kicking it over the seat. Sitting down placing my feet down in the foot welds, reaching back with both hands grasping belt. Pulling them down over my shoulder to my waist, clipping in the 5 points reaching forward pushing the button twin ion thrusters cycle up. The vents rotate as the Ion field generates lifting the bike up off. Twisting the handles releasing the brakes, twisting my right hand revving the engines soaring right then left. Kicking in the thrusters running through the sky, look down to my radar the zooming off to the nearest M.A.R.S Airbase*
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Post by NPC Marine on Apr 17, 2013 16:55:53 GMT -6
:Marine Press Officer:
The Press Officer approached the podium as an SF stood off to the side with a rifle in hand, "It is very upsetting to say but under orders of the SF Command, all operations against Sparta shall end considering the enemy has dropped a Basestar in the city and now has a means to protect it and with the limited allied forces; any other attacks would risk further loss of life. SF Command and the TCIA have issued warnings to all Civilians to avoid Sparta airspace and redirect to Darous for the foreseeable future, all remaining SF forces are to redirect to Ares by orders of Colonel Thrax and will receive further orders from there, all Marines are to redirect to a nearby M.A.R.S. facility and report in to General Cotter. As for any surviving government personnel are to remain where they are, SF and TCIA is warning any government personnel who try to interfere with these orders will be imprisoned under the Articles of War. The recruitment offices for the Marines and SF's are now opening, any men or women between ages 17-37 will be accepted as well as any Gondawa citizens between ages 17-57. We will not forget Sparta and trust us, we will revenge Sparta and at this time we will not be answering any questions."
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NPC Marine Officer
Colonial Marines
Colonial Marine Officer
Colonial Marine Officer
Posts: 89
Registered: Dec 7, 2010 20:26:39 GMT -6
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Post by NPC Marine Officer on May 1, 2013 17:03:48 GMT -6
:Major Richardson; SF Armored Division: Slowly rolling up on the largest tank the Major could get his hands on, simply dubbed the City Protector, he turned to his small team as they primed the massive guns while the computer setup the machinery to build fresh rounds for the multitude of guns that this single unit uses. Targeting the Basestar with the massive guns, the wheels came to a stop waiting for the guns to fire which soon happened; sending dust in the air as explosions came up on the Basestar. Firing up the point defense and flak cannons, targeting the individual new raiders with the new missiles as they began bringing them down; replacing the missiles within seconds. Turning to his fellow officers, he picked up headset as he made a call to Captain Miller; informing him that the Basestar may be gone soon and could use one hell of a lift. Even with the top speed of 5 mph, this 30 story tank was built almost 20 years ago and even then had one job during the last war; protect Corinth which it did and even so, this tank had been considered obsolete till the first invasion attempt.
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NPC Colonial Officer
Colonial Officer
Colonial Officer
Captain
Posts: 131
Registered: Jul 8, 2010 20:18:45 GMT -6
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Post by NPC Colonial Officer on May 1, 2013 18:16:54 GMT -6
:Captain Miller:
Getting up after the pilots began vectoring their approach from the mountains, he wasn't going to take a seat for this one considering he could see the mammoth tank even more the fight it was putting up; dispatching half of their vipers to aid the tank as it eased itself into the riverbed. Advising the young ensign to prepare to open the bomb bay doors, spotting one of the Basestars' tips exploding, giving the one order he had been waiting to give; ordering his pilots to begin bombing. Dropping everything from 1000 lb bombs to even napalm, entire buildings collapsed as the streets turned into rivers of flames; targeting the basestar with whatever they had left which wasn't much forcing him to contact Major Dixon.
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NPC Marine Officer
Colonial Marines
Colonial Marine Officer
Colonial Marine Officer
Posts: 89
Registered: Dec 7, 2010 20:26:39 GMT -6
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Post by NPC Marine Officer on May 1, 2013 18:36:33 GMT -6
:Major Richardson:
Noticing the bombers making another run, he turned to his gunnery officer as he started up the smaller battery on top the main battery; ordering him to keep firing on the basestar. Grabbing his rifle, he rushed up the ladder to a deck above the command center where his fellow SF's were facing off with the centurions in the buildings ahead of them. Putting on his ear protection, he could feel the rumble of the main battery before firing on the Centurions; his men in the command center were perfectly safe considering it had dense armor and would still remain even if the main battery blew up.
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NPC Colonial Officer
Colonial Officer
Colonial Officer
Captain
Posts: 131
Registered: Jul 8, 2010 20:18:45 GMT -6
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Post by NPC Colonial Officer on May 1, 2013 20:52:45 GMT -6
:Captain Miller:
Nodding to Major Westen's message, he held on while the bomber landed on a makeshift runway to get reloaded with bombs to continue the attack which was destroying entire districts at a time but they still had to bring down a majority of the buildings. Ordering the new bunker busters, he knew those could do the job and even destroy the sewers where Cylons could still hide, strapping in as the crews finished loading the last of the bombs. Taking off once more, he could see more smaller tanks and even personnel carriers rolling in to join the attack. The horizon was being shared by not just by the sun but also the flames of Sparta burning and its massive pluum of black smoke.
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NPC Marine Officer
Colonial Marines
Colonial Marine Officer
Colonial Marine Officer
Posts: 89
Registered: Dec 7, 2010 20:26:39 GMT -6
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Post by NPC Marine Officer on May 17, 2013 19:14:55 GMT -6
:Major Richardson:
Loading the last of the armored piercing high explosive rounds, they were near to the end of this Basestar now they just had to bring it down for good. Ordering everyone into the Command Center, the guns fired once more into the enemy ship followed by a massive explosion as the explosion tore it apart; sending debris everywhere. Rolling into the debris field that was once the City of Sparta, the engines shutdown for they had finally taken the city against all odds; climbing down to begin searching through the debris before the engineering corps took over the site.
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Post by President Josephine Goodall on Dec 31, 2013 18:08:56 GMT -6
She sat there, in what was now her office, looking out over the remains of the city. It had been months now since the Cylons had firebombed the city, almost completely destroying it. Still there were smoldering ruins after all this time. A knock at the door brought her back to the moment.
"Yes, come in."
A tall slender woman walked in, a piece of paper in her right hand. She stopped at the front of the desk, handing the paper to her.
"So, the latest reports from the front, eh?"
"Yes Chancellor. There has been an incident in the capital city."
"An incident? What sort of incident?"
"A massive explosion. Reports indicate it came from off the planet and several square city blocks have been destroyed."
"Nuclear?"
"No Chancellor but just as powerful."
Josephine knew where the source of the explosion had originated. She had heard of a new weapons platform, designed and built by none other than Drexl Industries. But to use it against their own people? Unless....
"Has the rest of the Chamber been notified?"
"Yes, but not all members are present. A good number are in their home areas."
"See to it everyone, and I mean everyone, is notified. That damn Schwein is nowhere to be found but you can bet the farm she knows what's happening. I don't want us sandbagged in the end. And that infernal Sutherland, is he still with the Governor?"
"As far we know, yes. They're still in the capital but a safe distance from the explosion. Shall I send people there?"
"No, there are plenty of military types there already. No need to divert anymore there. Get me a shuttle or something to take me to the capital."
"At once Chancellor Goodall."
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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 Mar 25, 2014 19:02:01 GMT -6
From the studios of SkyNews 6 in beautiful downtown Eresea City."Breaking News! This is SkyNews 6, reporting live from the Colonial Marine base north of Corinth City. There, on the scene, is Chief Reporter Trisha Takanaka. We now go to the press conference called by the commander of the Colonial Marines here on Terra." "Thank you Ron Magenta, I'm here at the Colonial Marine base just north of the Capital, waiting for General Jasmine Yolander, Commander of Colonial Marine forces here on Terra. She has called for a press conference to we assume, dispel rumors of a pending Colonial military incursion on the planet. Wait, here she comes now." General Yolnader approaches the podium and begins her press conference. "Ladies and Gentlemen of the press, guests and everyone watching this broadcast, thank you for your time. I'll make this as brief as possible as there are still urgent actions still needing tending to. First off, I want to state that for the immediate and foreseable future, the Cylon threat is over. Military forces, both Terran, Gondawan and Colonial have been rounding up enemy combat teams all over the planet. Thanks to the expert maneuvering of Colonial Centurion units, we have been able to convince ninety percent of the enemy groups to lay down their arms and surrender peacefully. There are still at least three enemy groups that have embedded themselves into fortified positions and refuse to surrender. We have confirmed, through Terran Intelligence, that these groups are controlled by Cylon humanoids of the Number One and Four Models, and most likely Five Models as well. The centurions who have surrendered also contained cylon human hybrids among their numbers." General Yolander picks up a glass of water and takes a few sips before continuing. "At this moment, we are transferring those enemy personnel to staging areas where they will be transported off of Terra and taken to the planet Ares. Also at this time, Colonial wounded and dead are being removed and taken back to their ships of origin or to the Colonial Marine Base on Ares. This will explain all of the military and civilian ship traffic on the planet. We are mvoing our forces to the major cities as those cities contain sufficient airfields and infrastructure. I want to make it perfectly clear that this IS NOT an occupation of Terran cities. We have been planning on recalling our wounded and dead for some time now, this just happens to be our opportunity to do so." General Yolnader scanned the crowd before continuing. "I know there are rumors swirling about that Colonial Marines are standing ready to take control of the government and military. I want to make it perfectly clear that the Colonial Marines and Fleet have no involvement in terran politics or the military affairs of this planet. We are here in order to keep our promise to terra, that we will defend this planet and that we will not abandon her people. Now, if you will excuse me, I have important matters to attend to. Thank you all, and good day." The crowd of reporters begin yelling questions as general Yolander leaves the podium and exits the room. "Well Ron, there you have it. Answers and more questions. Is what the general is telling us the truth, or is it merely a cover up to the Colonial military taking control of our planet? This is Trisha Takanaka reporting live at the Colonial Marine base north of the Capital, for SkyNews 6. Back to you in the studio."
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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 Oct 22, 2014 18:18:12 GMT -6
It's been several months now since the latest Cylon attacks on the planet and all appears to be in order. Since that time, the Colonial military presence on the planet has been reduced to just a few hundred marines and a handful of Colonial Viper squadrons. The majority of the Colonial Fleet has been sent to the various shipyards for repairs and in some cases complete overhauls.
The civilian officials have all returned to their respective areas to resume the business of government. Still, with no actual working Colonial civilian government, there is unrest among the Colonial civilian population and tensions have steadily risen over the course of these past several months. Judge Schwein and her followers have been attemptimg to maintain a central working government but have met heavy resistance from the other civilian officials.
Drexl Industries have positined itself as the one source ofr almost all manufacturing on the planet and elsewhere in the solar system. The large as a planet weapons platform, known as the Drex Star, continues to provide the main defense for the planet and the surrounding air space, putting Drexl in a most advantageous position. The young and upcoming Terran fleet continues to assert itself in the absence of the Colonial Fleet, which is the only force preventing Drexl from assuming complete military control in the system. Soon however, the Colonial Fleet will be returning it's vessels to service.
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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 16:24:30 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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NPC Colonial Officer
Colonial Officer
Colonial Officer
Captain
Posts: 131
Registered: Jul 8, 2010 20:18:45 GMT -6
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Post by NPC Colonial Officer on Oct 15, 2015 8:16:41 GMT -6
From Corinth: :Captain Drake; Terran Navy, Public Relations:
Stepping up to the podium as the Captain set the tablet down, unbuttoning his jacket as he prepared to read the statement that Captain November helped beef up; "I'm Captain Drake and we received a signal from Caprica, we had been coordinating operations with what was left of the Special Forces Division who was actively fighting General Harperson and his forces and for a week we've held onto Caprica City which was our base of operations. Two hours ago, Cylon Forces launched an attack which the attack lasted for less than an hour resulting in the complete loss of Caprica City," pausing as he heard reporters asking dozens of questions as he raised his hand for them to sit, "details are being sent to the fleet and what I can say for now, we lost an entire company with unconfirmed reports that the population of the city was wiped out. The Battlestar Cerberus is being rushed into service and will be headed to the Colonies to confirm the reports of Caprica City and until then we'll inform you of any changes, thank you," stepping away from the podium as reporters asked more questions considering he just dropped a bombshell that's already exploded in the fleet.
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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 15:34:46 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 Lt. James 'Mayday' Summers on Mar 2, 2016 11:11:08 GMT -6
Out of water and now in Sparta, the radio was still quiet but James could hear fighting in the way of fire fights which meant there was a resistance. He was still in his flight jump suit for the most part with the pack on his back and the rifle was in his hands. Pulling the bolt to load the rifle, now he wished that he listened to Tom and Jack when it came to combat tactics but now he had one task; stay out of the way. He had three magazines which meant self-defense was the only option. Suddenly the shooting stopped, silence fell upon the city and now James knew something was wrong but he didn't know he was being watched.
Stepping out of the shadows, a Ghost butted him with the end of his rifle; knocking out the young pilot. Soon following, the Ghosts detonated the explosives in the Sparta Museum which killed 100 Centurions but it was only a scratch.
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Post by Lt. James 'Mayday' Summers on Apr 5, 2016 11:15:39 GMT -6
Waking up and tied to a chair, James glanced up to see 4 men in black gear with white faces; possibly SF trained but he was their prisoner. His gear had been scavenged and now that he was awake and aware, now came the questions...his hands couldn't move and his advance gear was destroyed.
The officer approached him as he spoke softly to the pilot, tasers pointed directly at him; "Name James 'Mayday' Summers, former naval pilot and now Nomad pilot, last aircraft is the X-2. Ghost Protocol is active and your here wondering the city," waiting on a response, "I was exploring the city looking for an aircraft."
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