Commander Frank Admiral
Colonial Officer
BSG-77 Acheron Commanding Officer
Posts: 1,076
Registered: Nov 11, 2010 22:54:07 GMT -6
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Post by Commander Frank Admiral on Aug 17, 2011 12:08:45 GMT -6
Supply station to the acheron we are ready to have you dock with us and we will have your supplys ready when you get here
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Post by fleetops on Sept 11, 2011 12:14:28 GMT -6
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
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Post by fleetops on Mar 16, 2012 21:47:33 GMT -6
****PRIORITY FLASH MESSAGE 0244 HOURS COLONIAL FLEET HQ, TERRA HIT BY MISSILE UNKNOWN SOURCE****MASSIVE DAMAGE TO HQ****HUNDREDS DEAD AND WOUNDED, COLONIAL MEDICAL COMMAND ON SCENE****ALL FLEET COMM TRAFFIC DIVERTED TO FLEET COMM STATION, TERRA ORBIT****FLEET ADMIRAL MIDDLETON CURRENTLY DEPLOYED TO BATTLESTAR LEONIDES STATION ZULU****ADMIRALTY HAS ESCAPED HQ AND ARE DEPLOYING TO ACTION STATIONS****COLONIAL MARINE UNITS ARE BEING REDEPLOYED****CAP OVER HQ INCREASED ADVISE ALL COLONIAL AND TERRAN CRAFT PROCEED WITH CAUTION OVER AREA OF HQ****RECALL OF BATTLESTAR GROUPS TO BE INITIATED STAND BY FRO FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS****END PRIORITY FLASH MESSAGE****
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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 Mar 20, 2012 21:45:51 GMT -6
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 [/b][/color]
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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 Mar 21, 2012 20:45:08 GMT -6
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
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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 May 11, 2012 11:32:52 GMT -6
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!"
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Post by fleetops on May 31, 2012 18:19:51 GMT -6
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
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Post by fleetops on Sept 17, 2012 15:07:03 GMT -6
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 destroyedBattlecarrier 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
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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 Dec 7, 2012 22:13:07 GMT -6
"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!"
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Commander Frank Admiral
Colonial Officer
BSG-77 Acheron Commanding Officer
Posts: 1,076
Registered: Nov 11, 2010 22:54:07 GMT -6
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Post by Commander Frank Admiral on Jun 24, 2013 16:22:03 GMT -6
attention this is the battlestar acheron we are docking for resupply we need fuel and wepons thats it
resupply station roger we will fuel up the ship and we will send our 100 tons of ammo that we have left
Acheron thank you
re supply station you will be ready in 1 hour
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Post by Rear Admiral Kalia Johnson on Mar 10, 2017 10:14:55 GMT -6
Having been assigned to the Fleet Supply Station as its newest Commander, Kalia was standing in the massive CIC-Command Center, looking out at the array of ships docked at the station. She had hoped to gain command of her own ship but those were few and far apart these days. Still, it could have always been worse: she could have been assigned to the Admiralty on Terra, stuck in an office. She chuckled a bit, thinking back to when she last flew a Viper, having been shot down and almost forgotten about after she had managed to limp her plane to the surface. Not everyone had been so lucky. They had lost hundreds of good people, actually thousands, during the last fight with the Cylons. Looking over at the OOD, she asked the young woman what the situation was with the two ships she had been watching through the window in front of her.
"Major Conster, what exactly are those two ships doing out there? It's almost as if one of them is trying its damnest to avoid the other one and from what I can tell, one of them is a replenishment ship. Is that freighter not wanting to take on supplies or what?"
"Yes Admiral, we're trying to figure out what is going on as well. The replenishment ship is trying to dock but the freighter keeps waving them off, something about a faulty seal on the main air lock or some jibberish. We've sent two vipers and a raptor over to stand by, you know, just in case."
"Keep me informed and keep an eye on them. The way they're both moving around, it's just a matter of time before someone or something gets bumped into, then we'll really have issues."
Looking over at a DRADIS console, Kalia noticed a small, almost indistinguishable blip on the screen. Bending down, she asked the Specialist what it was.
"Specialist, what is that? It seems as if it's on the very edge of our range."
"It just showed up a few seconds before you noticed it Admiral. Can't get a lock on it to get a better scan. She must be about 100AU out from our location." (NOTE: 1 AU is roughly equal to 150km)
"That's pretty far out from us. Still, keep an eye on it. It could just be a spacial echo or interference from space debris. There's a large field of asteroids and small planetoids out there, which is why the Fleet avoids the area, it messes with the DRADIS and other nav systems. Just the same though, I want you to keep ana ctive interest on it, got that Specialist?"
"Yes Admiral, I'll stick with it Sir."
"Major, what do you make of it?"
"Well, like you said Admiral, there's a lot of interference out that way but it sure would be a sneaky way to come in for an attack, if I were a Cylon that is. ANyone else would know it's a perfect spot to get lost in. I can send a raptor out that way if you wish."
"Yes but make sure it's one of the newer ones, with the new electronic package. Be a good test of that equipment, you know? R&D has been wanting to check the stuff out, this would be an excellent opportunity to do so. But to be on the extra cautious side, send two raptors."
"Aye Admiral, we'll launch two raptors ASAP."
"Let's just hope we aren't sending them on a wild goose chase. Then again, that's probably what we really need. I'll be in the galley grabbing something edible."
"Good luck on that one Admiral."
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Major K Castorious, CF
Colonial Officer
Viper Pilot, Battlestar Independence
TAD as Independence Air Wing CAG
Posts: 163
Registered: Mar 23, 2010 19:54:59 GMT -6
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Post by Major K Castorious, CF on Mar 10, 2017 15:56:47 GMT -6
Stepping into the CIC, K hears about the unknown DRADIS contact and that 2 raptors will be launched. Sensing an opportunity ot get off of this Station and do something more useful than just being the CAG for the Supply Station, she steps closer to RADM Johnson.
"Ma'am, I would like to volunteer to fly one of the raptors."
RADM Johnson looks at her and smiles.
"Permission granted. If I could get away with it, I would pilot the other raptor. Be careful, we have no idea who or what is out there. Go take a look and get back as soon as you can, no heroics. It'll take a few jumps to get there so take your time on the calculations, there's a lot of interference out there to begin with, don't need you jumping into a star or worse."
"Worse? What could be worse than jumping into a star? We'll be careful. Guess I should go let the crews know the old lady is tagging along."
K gave a snappy salute and excitedly ran off towards the Hangar Bay.
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npcpilot
Colonial Officer
Colonial Pilot
We do this for fun, not a living!
Posts: 179
Registered: Jan 16, 2011 0:57:18 GMT -6
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Post by npcpilot on Mar 11, 2017 17:41:47 GMT -6
As Ensign Mikail Hondo, CF (NPC)
Sitting there in the raptor, Mikail was nervous about having the new CAG sitting enxt to him. This would be his first actual mission and the last thing he wanted was to frak something up with the CAG right there. Looking out the front window, he watched as the woman came runnign towards the raptor. Smiling as she entered the raptor and sitting into the number one seat, he introduced himself.
"I'm Ensign..."
"Stop right there Ensign, let's get airborne, we got plenty of time for small talk."
Nodding, Mikail keyed the comm.
"Control, this is raptor 761 ready to depart, requesting permission to launch, over."
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NPC CIC
Colonial Officer
CIC Officer
Posts: 423
Registered: Jul 8, 2010 20:22:16 GMT -6
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Post by NPC CIC on Mar 13, 2017 21:29:11 GMT -6
"Raptor 761, you are cleared for departure from Station. Rendezvous with Raptor 91 and jump to first coordinates, over."
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Post by Rear Admiral Kalia Johnson on Mar 15, 2017 13:40:02 GMT -6
Kalia stood there, half listening to the comm chatter between the freighter and the replenishment ship and half listening to the LSO and the raptors. She hated sending two raptors to go check on something better done by a larger ship but she was not in a position to go sending out any ship larger than a gunstar and those were already busy filling the void left by the destruction or damage to so many larger combat vessels. In the back of her mind, she doubted if this DRADIS contact was Cylon in origin. The Cylons took just as bad, if not worse, a beating than the Fleet had and in her experienced opinion, the Cylons were in no way ready for more fighting, especially with the fracture of their forces into smaller splinter groups. Hell, already some twelve to fifteen Cylon humanoids had come to the system asking for asylum, more or less. All these years of fighting a fight that was unwinnable was finally taking its toll on not just the hybrids the Cylons created but the humanoid types, and not just the Numbered models.
Kalia found it very ironic that the Cylons now wanted to join humanity more fully. Sure, there were plenty of humanoid types living amongst humanity but now with the addition of the hybrids, things were starting to get even more weird. Personally, Kalia had nothing against those Cylons wishing to live among humans she just didn't trust them to be in any sensitive positions whether in the Fleet or the civilian sector. Fortunately for her, there were no Cylons assigned to or working on the Station. Walking back to the DRADIS console, Kalia asked for an update.
"Anything new on that contact?"
"No Admiral, the signal is weak. IN my opinion, whatever it is seems to be moving away from us."
"Keep watching and let the OOD or myself know of any changes."
"Aye aye Admiral."
Turnign to the LSO, Kalia asked for a status on the raptors.
"Lieutenant, have the birds jumped?"
"Yes Admiral, they have jumped to the first set of coordinates, ETA seventeen minutes."
"Keep me updated as you hear from them."
"Yes Sir."
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