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Post by Imperious Leader Kona on Dec 2, 2009 22:46:08 GMT -6
The Home World for the Cylons
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Simon Nephra
Cylon
Cylon Model Simon
Simon says....there's more than one of me.
Posts: 22
Registered: Mar 30, 2010 20:38:04 GMT -6
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Post by Simon Nephra on Mar 31, 2010 22:36:15 GMT -6
Hey, that place looks eerily familiar. Didn't the Final Five used to live there or something?
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Simon Nephra
Cylon
Cylon Model Simon
Simon says....there's more than one of me.
Posts: 22
Registered: Mar 30, 2010 20:38:04 GMT -6
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Post by Simon Nephra on Jun 17, 2010 7:08:57 GMT -6
After having finally arrived at the Home World, Simon is curious to see alot of activity going on. He walks up to a Cavil and asks what is happening.
"Seems the pesty little humans are planning some sort of attack on our home world. They just don't get it."
"Surely they don't really believe they can do us any harm?"
"Humans seem to believe they are invincible brother Simon."
"Yes, I've noticed that during my experiments."
"Well, you may wind up with all kinds of them to experiment on when their attack fails. Get yourself over to Central Command and report in. We have lots of work to do."
"By your Command Brother Cavil."
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Phineas Doral
Cylon Command Staff
Former Colonial President
I love humans, really. That's why I defected.
Posts: 326
Registered: Jul 25, 2009 22:22:21 GMT -6
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Post by Phineas Doral on Jun 17, 2010 7:18:38 GMT -6
Walking down the corridor from the Command Center, Phineas sees his friend Simon. Smiling wide, he walks up to him.
"Well brother, how was your journey this time?"
Seeing the look on Simons face was all the response Phineas needed.
"Well, perhaps after you have been home for a bit, you'll feel better. If you'll excuse me, I have some plans to finalize in anticipation of the Colonials visit to us."
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Supreme Cavil
Cylon
Cylon Model Cavil
The only good human is....there are none.
Posts: 93
Registered: Jul 28, 2010 15:29:19 GMT -6
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Post by Supreme Cavil on Aug 3, 2010 20:51:28 GMT -6
As David Cavil wakes up from a very restful sleep, a Centurion walks into the office, not bothering to knock as usual.
"I keep forgetting that I must have issued an order stating that it was not necessary to knock before entering my office, isn't that correct Centurion?"
The Centurion, like all Centurions it seemed, paid no attention to what the Cavil model said. Instead, the Centurion was following the orders of the Number Three who had sent the Centurion to Cavils office, handing the Cavil model a slip of paper. Not waiting to be addressed, the Centurion turned around and walked out, not bothering to close the door.
"Hmmm...what do we have here. Aaahhh! The Battlestar Olympus is under attack. Good, now the humans and their little Terran allies will know it's not a good idea to try and take on the Cylon Empire. Now to contact our Fleet and move onto the next operation."
David walked to the small command console that was against the wall in his office. He placed his hands into the goo and began to communicate with the Cylon Fleet.
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Lucius Doral
Cylon
Not your average Five
May look like the other Five, but im just sexier.
Posts: 21
Registered: Jul 11, 2011 20:22:08 GMT -6
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Post by Lucius Doral on Jul 13, 2011 1:42:55 GMT -6
Lucius sat behind a large table looking over schematic for a new weapon that he had been trying to perfect but without his assistant the Four that calls himself Nephra he can't get it to work. He knows that the Colonials plan on heading back to Caprica but he needs Simon to analyze the biochemical technology that he used to power the weapon. Although all through the process he has been having issues with his alliance. Lucius see the good that the Cylons are doing wanting to protect the image of the One True God as provided for them. He also sees that the Colonials just want to find a place that they call home. Get away from the turmoil of running from planet to planet being picked off little by little by the different factions of Cylons, mixture of both Cylons and Colonials even their own people have been attacking them. He has been torn for many months but he has not let anyone known not even Nephra
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Post by CylonOps on Mar 28, 2012 20:25:12 GMT -6
On board the Basestar 201-Dante (NPC) The Dante jumped away from the Cylon home world, her destination Terra.
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Lucius Doral
Cylon
Not your average Five
May look like the other Five, but im just sexier.
Posts: 21
Registered: Jul 11, 2011 20:22:08 GMT -6
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Post by Lucius Doral on Aug 23, 2012 16:27:20 GMT -6
Lucius walked down the hall with a goal in mind. He needed to speak with Nephra, this experiment had gotten out or control and he wanted to stop it. But he knew that the Ones wouldn't allow that. The Five needed the backing of the Four, he was the true mastermind behind the Cylon-Human Hybrid project.
"Simon I need a word with you."
Doral said as he stepped inside the lab.
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Post by CylonOps on Mar 3, 2013 0:24:57 GMT -6
A message is sent to two medium sized transport ships to set voyage for the Terran system. On board are several thousand Centurions and several hundred hybrids. I N V A S I O N ! ! ! ! ! !
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Lt. Col. Tom Westin
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
Bravo Squad; KDF
Posts: 640
Registered: Feb 17, 2012 5:43:19 GMT -6
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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Aug 24, 2013 20:28:55 GMT -6
Racing through the atmosphere, Tom landed in the middle of what appeared to be a desert as he hopped out of his pod and sprinted for it since one of the crawler siege tanks followed him down; taking cover as it crushed his pod before deploying. Holding onto his rifle, he could hear other pods crashing but none around him as he tapped his radio; "This is Major Westen, anyone else nearby," noticing a few Centurions as he opened fire, taking them out quickly but noticed the Terran raiders overhead were taking on the Cylon raiders and it appeared they were winning. Spotting a heavy raider landing, he grinned as his HUD indicated that the Siege crawler had already targeted it, shredding it with its massive Gatlin guns till it came down as nothing more than shredded cheese. Signaling the tank to take the lead, he knew the Terran Centurions inside could cover his ass till he met up with everyone else; sticking behind it to ensure no Centurions attempted to disable it.
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Posts: 0
Registered: Apr 27, 2024 14:08:50 GMT -6
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2013 22:17:26 GMT -6
Feeling the pod drop from the ship he read the altitude on his readout. The numbers raced backward at an alarming rate. Few minutes later which felt like an eternity the pod smashed into ground. Seconds later the air was around him was nothing but dust and rocks.
Quinto didn't have time to think, the moment his pod landed he was fired upon. The hatch popped open and he took the assault rifle and opened fire on the Centurions. Taking ones head off he grabbed a grenade from his belt. As he took off running he dropped the pineapple into the Centurion as he ran by. Finding a group of rock he ordered the six soldiers to following him. Taking cover he heard Tom call for anyone in the area. The HUD brought up the location of the major.
"Major, Im about two clicks northeast of your current location. Im taking heavy fire.
Bullseye finished lifting up and spreading some cover fire for a couple of his snipers to make it.
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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 Aug 24, 2013 22:38:08 GMT -6
Being ejected from his pod before it hit the ground, apparently there was an error in the software interface and it didn't slow down fast enough but thankfully his ejection seat was perfectly working. Hitting the ground, he detached his parachute before noticing he seemed to be the only one to land with the 1st Company who was now fighting the Cylons while the tanks began to land and deploy with the 3rd Company manning them. Joining in the fight, he tapped his radio as he opened a channel to Liam and Tom, "The main force is 5 clicks south of you two so get here and we'll work from there," forming a near perfect circle as they began slowly moving out to give the tanks more room to land and even more provide better cover for everyone. It seemed every shot was right on, ordering grenades to be tossed to keep the Cylons off while reloading their rifles; brass shell casings were behind them as they slowly moved.
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Lt. Col. Tom Westin
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
Bravo Squad; KDF
Posts: 640
Registered: Feb 17, 2012 5:43:19 GMT -6
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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Aug 25, 2013 0:05:35 GMT -6
Sending coordinates to the tank, he stayed behind it as he noticed it picking up speed forcing him to jog along; keeping one eye in scope mode as he tried to keep an eye out for any Centurions. Finally jumping onto the rig, he sat down on a crate he found towards the rear, knowing that the drivers knew where they were going while he customized his suit that thanks to the nano skin and his tactical pad. It seemed a little strange, the Colonials once had this planet to themselves till the an uneasy peace forced the Cylons to take it and now the Terrans were taking it to end a war which had ravaged their own planet.
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Registered: Apr 27, 2024 14:08:50 GMT -6
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Post by Deleted on Aug 25, 2013 2:01:13 GMT -6
Hearing the Commodore give his position Colonel Quinto yells out to his group.
"Alright people, we need to meet up the main force. We were unfortunate to have a tank drop near us. So cover your fellow soldier and stay low."
Liam lifted up opening fire on the Cylons. The team took off in the direction of the main force. Even though he was sweating more then he had since Libran the suit kept him comfortable. Quinto started to pick up the pace as he back peddled out of the area. Once he got with the rest of his team he signaled for them to pick up the pace. Now in almost a sprint to the rendezvous coordinates.
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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 Aug 25, 2013 7:56:18 GMT -6
Having their own Centurions resupply them, the Humvees began to roll out and the .50 caliber turrets began slicing the Centurions apart till it seemed like they were retreating into the brush giving them some breathing room. Ordering a humvee crew to go get Liam, he began to walk over to the newly formed tent as he sent a message to the General; he hadn't lost anyone and he didn't plan on it since the Nomad Division was amongst the best in all of Terra. Watching while the men began to unpack the sand bags and breaking down the pods to make small bunkers for defenses encase the Cylons came back, spotting Tom rolling in with one of the tanks before meeting up with him; "I'm glad you kept our tank alive, we're going to need every single one of them if we're going to push ahead," patting him on the arm before approaching the 1st Company, "form on me, we're pushing ahead, we're going to have the tanks make us a path."
Even though it was only a small patch of forest, the wood would help them build a bit better defenses and offer great burning wood till they could get their fire stones from Terra, loading up on ammo before moving out.
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