Colonial Marine HQ

[Secretary of Defense Yolander]

"Yes, I know who your father is and if you haven't already figured it out, he's the reason you're here, at least his relationship with General Castorious. What I have in mind is rather risky and requires some special piloting skills, like flying invisible skills. We'll talk more later, now go grab some chow Lieutenant."

Colonel Yolander saluted the man and walked back to her chair, resigned to the fact that one day, someone would find her dead at her desk, buried under paper.

[Captain Jon "Renegade" Little]

Jon saluted the Colonel, then turned on his heels. His mind went to the fact that once again because of who his father was he was getting a special assignment. He was a hell of a pilot and he wanted to be know as 'Jon Little the Viper Pilot' not 'Jon Little Bens son'.

Walking out of the office Renegade made his way down to the Quartermasters. Getting all the necessary stuff taken care of, Little made his way down to the mess hall. It was a poultry better than the mess hall on the ship that stranded him out ib the middle of space.

Going through the line he got his food, finding a seat by himself, he really didn't want to talk to anyone. He was unsure what some of them thought of a off spring of two Cylons. He ate his food quickly. Only mere hours passed since hr left the Colonels office. Making his way back down the hall. Nodding to the receptionist. The lieutenant reached the door again and rapped on the door once more.

[Secretary of Defense Yolander]

"Enter"

Seeing the young Junior Lieutenant walk in the office, Colonel Yolander picked up a piece of paper from her desk. Holding it out to the young man, she spoke.

"Lieutenant, you are to go to the air field and you are to take command of a raptor that is waiting there for you. You will then pilot that raptor to the Gondawan region, where you will proceed to a small village just north of Sparta."

Pulling a map of the planet from behind her, Colonel Yolander pointed to the area the young man would be heading to. Continuing to speak, she took a pencil and circled the villages location.

"Here, about 100 clicks north. The village is called Olea by the locals. General Castorious is there, as is his wife and newborn child. There are two Marines and a Fleet officer with him, along with several Terran soldiers. Your mission is to get him the frak out of there and back here, before the Gondawan council can get to him."

Looking intently at the Junior Lieutenant, she spoke in a deep voice.

"You are to get the general out of there at all costs, do you understand me Lieutenant? If anyone tries to stop you, utilize the Marines that will be going with you. Now, get to the air field and get out of here."

Watching the man salute her, she returned one to him as he walked out of her office. She barely heard herself speak softly.

"And gods speed Lieutenant. You'll probably need it."

[Captain Jon "Renegade" Little]

Listening to the Colonel all Jon could do was nod. He was not one to shoot first then ask question but it was a direct order so he must carry it out. "Yes ma'am" He saluted and turned on his heels, he didn't hear the last part of what Yolanda said. Making his way out the a Humvee type vehicle the door was opened for him and he strode up and into the jeep. The other man got into the other side and it took off toward the air field.

[fleetops]

Attention all Fleet and Marine Personnel, to include all civilian personnel employed with the Colonial Fleet:

In observance of the terrorist attacks that happened on September 11, 2001, it is hereby requested that all personnel observe a moment of silence in remembrance of those who lost and gave their lives on that horrific day.

By order of the Colonial Fleet HQ

[TerraOps]

Breaking News flash from Terra13:



The news reporter comes on and begins speaking.



"Ladies and Gentlemen! We bring to you breaking news from the capital city of Corinth, where an explosion has rocked the municipal building that is home to the Mayor's Office. Reports from local police have been less than forthcoming but unconfirmed sources state that this was a terrorist attack. No group has come forward to take responsibility but there is an indication this may be the work of the TLF. We will bring you more information as it coems in. We now return you to your regular programming."

[fleetops]

On board the Colonial Gunstar Daphne in the Space Battles thread

"Attention Colonial Fleet HQ-this is the Colonial Gunstar Daphne, we are under attack, coordinates 298 karem 336. One enemy basestar, dozen squadrons of raiders. Out FTL is out and we have lost one engine. Actual states non essential personnel to be evacuated. Do not expect to survive encounter, Daphne out."

[Phineas Doral]

Phineas sat in his office, most likely for the last time. Already, raiders were flying overhead, bombs being dropped here and there but no nuclear explosions. He sat there, wondering what exactly the Cavils were up to. Why not drop nukes and get it over with? Then it hit him! The cylon empire needed this planet, needed it because of the hundreds of thousands of new cylon-human hybrids that the Simons had been working on for years and the fruits of those labors had finally reached the stage to be introduced into cylon society. In other words, they needed a planet that was habitable for humans. They needed to be able to grow food-crops, livestock-on a mass scale, just as the humans do. Phineas smiled, knowing this went against the Cavils desires. Well, that would be the empire's undoing, allowing the humans-colonials and terrans-to survive, rebuild, fight back. There were over a couple billion terrans and already several hundred thousand colonials, the result of proper diets and plenty of sexual activity. Phineas knew he had to get out of here in the event centurions mange to land in the city. He was after all, President of the Colonies, a job he took serious. He had a few last orders to send out before leaving the building and heading to the off-site bunker to continue the government.

Hurriedly typing on his keyboard, Phineas began the first of a few presidential orders.

From: Office of the President

To: All Colonial and Terran Military and Government Units

Effective immediately, the office of the Secretary of Defense-Colonial Government, is hereby abolished. The reason for this action is the position has been compromised by the actions of a rogue individual and that the Fleet has effectively been managing itself ever since the destruction of the 12 Colonies of Kobol.

This action has no bearing on the current holder of that office, Commander Yogi of the Battlestar Atlantia. Commander Yogi has performed his duties in an honorable and professional manner.


Signed,

Phineas Doral
President, 12 Colonies of Kobol at Terra

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[Phineas Doral]

As Phineas finishes the first order and sends it off to all Colonial and terran units concerned, he then begins typing the next order.

From: Office of the President

To: All Colonial and Terran military and government units


Due to the fact that Fleet Admiral Middleton is currently out of position and is on board her Flagship, the Battlestar Leonides and word has been received that Admiral C. "Playtime" Whaley has been injured, I am hereby ordering the immediate promotion and assignment of the following individual:

Commander Yogi is hereby promoted to the rank of Rear Admiral and is to assume command of the Colonial Fleet and will also assume command of the newly created Terran Fleet, unti such time that the Terran Fleet names its own Admiralty officers.

This assignment shall remain in effect until such time that either Fleet Admiral is prepared and able to assume the duties of their rank.

So Say We All


Signed,

Phineas Doral

President, 12 Colonies of Kobol at Terra

[Rear Admiral Megan Knight]

MEMORANDUM::

Greetings,

By order of Fleet Admiral Middleton and the President:


Commander Yogi is promoted to Rear Admiral and will assume operational command of the Fleet, pending FA Middleton's return.


(Fleet Admiral Middleton currently on mission)


Fleet Admiral Playtime placed on Disabled Retired List, assigned to Atlantia.


Rear Admiral Wildride reverted to former rank of Commodore and placed on inactive retired list.


Lt. Colonel Admiral promoted to Colonel, assigned to Acheron.


J Castorious recalled to active service and promoted to former temporary rank of Brigadier General, effective 2 weeks ago. Promoted to rank of General and named Commandant, Colonial Marine Corps.


Dr. Elea Kaun-Castorious recalled to active Colonial service and assigned to Fleet Medical Command for further assignment to Fleet.

Signed,
RA Megan Knight
Bureau of Fleet Personnel

[FLT. Admiral Yogi]

To all Colonial fleet ships in Terran system

From Fleet Admiral Middleton

All ships not assigned to the Terran fleet are to jump to coordinates 0332 7108 5286 (the other side of the system). From there, all ships will wait until the message is received to jump back to Terra. This will include the Battlestars Atlantia and Acheron as well as all ships currently in the Fleet shipyards and anchorages.

The Cylons will think the Fleet is jumping here to the Cylon outpost to finish our attack, or they will think we are jumping to their home world. Either way, this will surely cause them to send their entire fleet to Terra. The gunstars and cruisers transferred to the Terrans can hold them off until the Fleet jumps back.

From there, we will accomplish an all-out assault upon the Cylon fleet. My Flagship the Leonides and its accompanying battlegroup will also jump to Terra.

All available Colonial Marine personnel are to stand ready on the planet for an invasion. All air defense units are to attack any and all incoming Cylon units at will.

Rear Admiral Yogi is in operational command of the attack on the Cylon fleet.

By order of Fleet Admiral Middleton.

[Phineas Doral]

Smiling a wide grin, Phineas waited for the comm link to come to life. Seconds later, he could hear the sound of dead airwaves, then a sfot voice informing him he was ready to go. Sitting at his desk, which was covered with dust and debris, Phineas began speaking.

"My fellow citizens, this is President Doral. I am happy to announce that I have returned to my office and am currently preparing to oversee the defense of the planet and the impending assault on the invading Cylons. I know many of you have wondered where I have been and I apologize for leaving. My departure from the government center here in the capital was necessary, so as to lure the cylons into believing we were on the run. That is not and was not the case. We are very much here, Terran and Colonial, soldier and citizen. Together, we will wipe the cylons clear from this planet, our home. Tragedy has once again been brought to not only us but to our Terran brothers and sisters. Most of our civilian ships and quite a few of our military ships have taken the necessary precautions and have jumped away. Soon, they will return to us. I ask that anyone who hears this message and is near the city of Sparta to go there now and assist in the recovery efforts. Many have died there and many more are wounded. For now, please know that our gallant military is not only fighting the cylons but beating them back. We will win this fight and we will win it as one. May the gods shine their blessings down upon us, So Say We All!"

[fleetops]

FLASH MESSAGE FLASH MESSAGE FLASH MESSAGE FLASH MESSAGE

URGENT ALL COLONIAL AND TERRAN UNITS IMMEDIATE RENDEZVOUS TERRA COORDINATES COMMENCE JUMP SEQUENCE GAMMA ALL BATTLEGROUPS PREPARE FOR ENEMY ACTION UPON JUMP COMPLETION FIFTEEN TO EIGHTEEN ENEMY BASESTARS PLANETARY ASSAULT UNDERWAY ALL AVAILABLE COLONIAL MARINE UNITS TO EMBARK TO SURFACE

BY ORDER OF FLEET ADMIRAL MIDDLETON
BATTLESTAR LEONIDES

END MESSAGE END MESSAGE END MESSAGE END MESSAGE END MESSAGE

[fleetops]

Message from Colonial Fleet Headquarters

Final tally of damages to Colonial Fleet, ships lost and/or destroyed and casualties

Following is a list of all ships that were destroyed or too badly damaged to repair, all ships damaged, all Fleet facilities destroyed or damaged, and personnel casualties.

Ships destroyed

Battlecarrier Pacifica BCG-98 (too badly damaged to attempt repairs, will be gutted and scrapped)
Battlecruiser Hephaestus (BCR-544)
Battlestar Deuteronomy (BSG-88)

Gunstars:
Boreas –was still under construction but placed into action
Eurus – was still under construction but placed into action
Notus - was still under construction but placed into action
Zephyrus - was still under construction but placed into action



Ships damaged:

Gunstars Perseids (BGS-012) and Cronus -(BSB-10), along with the Battlestar Proteus (BSG-76), Chrysalis (BSG-72), multiple missile hits to various areas of the ships.


Battlestar Acheron (BSG-77), missiles hitting her port pod and taking out several point-defense gun batteries and a number of her launch tubes.


The Battlecruiser Persephone (BCR-608) was hit by one missile to her number one engine but was able to continue on with minimal damage.

The Battlestar Odysseus (BSG-92) was relatively unscathed, one of only a few ships that sustained almost no damage.

The Battlecruiser Agamemnon (BCR-211) had taken three missiles to her starboard side but her damage control crews had put out the fires and were able to prevent the entire starboard side of the ship from being lost.

The Gunstar Castor (BCR-766) had taken one missile to her bow, taking out the entire CIC and leaving the ship to be controlled from the Aft Auxiliary Control Room.


Fleet facilities:

Colonial Marine Base-North-major damage to buildings and to runways/tarmac.

Colonial Fleet HQ-severe damage to building with most damage caused to south and west wings of building. Also, barracks quarters destroyed along with transportation center.

Fleet Shipyard, Terra-sustained minimal damage to docking areas.




Personnel: (to include ship based and planetary based)

Fleet personnel : 21, 742

KIA: 11,208
WOUNDED: 10, 534

Colonial Marines: 18, 553

KIA: 12, 901
WOUNDED: 5,652

[Phineas Doral]

"I want to thank everyone for being here. I don't want to make this any longer than it needs to be so let me get right to the point."

Phineas looked over at the Colonial Fleet techs sitting at a table to his left.

"Are we ready? Good. Ladies and gentlemen, Colonial, Terran and Gondawan citizens, members of the Colonial and Terran Fleets: This is your President. I wish to take this opportunity to make this announcement."

Pjineas waited for second, taking a sip of water from the glass on the podium. Looking at the group of people seated in front of him, he smiled then continued speaking.

"Effective immediately, I am disbanding the Colonial government and resigning my elected position as President, Twelve Colonies of Kobol. All Colonial elected officials are hereby stripped of their respective titles and offices. All civilian government employees shall immediately become employees of the Terran government."

Phineas waited for the effect of his words to sink in before continuing.

"The reason for this action is simple. The CMS Marauder has returned from her mission to the Colonies and has brought back with her further evidence that the Colonial government has re-established itself back on the Twelve Colonies. As such, there can not be two Colonial governments, two Colonial Presidents and so forth. Also, all government activity here on Terra is handled by and has been handled by the now fully established Terran government.

All Colonial citizens have been subject to Terran laws and regulations for a number of years, so the change will not even be noticeable. As for the Colonial Fleet, nothing will change in that respect. The Colonial Fleet is and always has been the Colonial Fleet. Captain Joseph Markus of the Marauder has brought back a representative of the government back on the Colonies. This woman will act as nothing more than an observer but will also be a liaison of sorts. More information will be provided in the coming weeks.

I want to make it clear that there will be NO mutinies or revolutions or acts of sedition because of this announcement. I have been assured by the Fleet Admiral that she will personally see to it anyone guilty of such acts shall be dealt with under Fleet law and regulations, which means death. The Cylons are still a threat. The Fleet will still perform its primary duty, to protect this planet and the stations and settlements within this solar system. I would like to take this opportunity to thank all of you for having the confidence in me to name me as your President. I will now embark on a new journey, one which I hope will put an end to this senseless war between humanity and Cylons. So Say We All!"