Colonial Air Space

[FLT. Admiral Yogi]

*Flying through the Atmosphere fast, pushing in on the yoke. Reducing speed, reaching down to the Dradis pinging all SIW7 hand gun's. Locating afew on Terra, picking up a hot location. The Dradis picks up the Terran army with a heavy raider. Kicking it into high gear and turning off Dradis and all signal's. Checking silent mode as it adsorbs any Radar into the birds haul.*

[Lt. Shay "Striker" Jansen]

With the Atlantia not far behind, a Colonial Raptor began its approach to Terra. Shay sat in the co-pilots seat as the other pilot maneuvered the ship through the atmosphere. The Ensign glanced over her shoulder and gave another small smile to Greer. The rest of the marines prepared their gear.

"Alright, I think the Commander said to check out Corinth first. Take us down,"

Jansen gave a nod to the pilot, who began taking the Raptor lower. Once they checked Corinth, it would be onward to Darous, where most of the other officers already were. Shay looked over her own weapon, prepared for a fight. It would probably come to that.

[GySgt Ronald "Scythe" Greer]

Apr 3, 2012 0:16:21 GMT -6 Lt. Shay "Striker" Jansen said:

With the Atlantia not far behind, a Colonial Raptor began its approach to Terra. Shay sat in the co-pilots seat as the other pilot maneuvered the ship through the atmosphere. The Ensign glanced over her shoulder and gave another small smile to Greer. The rest of the marines prepared their gear.

"Alright, I think the Commander said to check out Corinth first. Take us down,"

Jansen gave a nod to the pilot, who began taking the Raptor lower. Once they checked Corinth, it would be onward to Darous, where most of the other officers already were. Shay looked over her own weapon, prepared for a fight. It would probably come to that.

"sounds good, Gear up marines"

Greer clipped his M-4 to its strap and put on his ruck then checked his ammunition once more, he felt the raptor his atmo then shake a bit. he hooked his radio com to his ear and adjusted his tactical vest and waited for the landing.

[GySgt Ronald "Scythe" Greer]

Greer felt the lurch in the ship the the lights feel dead, he knew what this was "cylon tactical virus shut down the......" it was to late they where hit and already falling toward the Corinth city, Greer got up to the front and watched as the pilot tried to pull out out the fall, her hands where fused to the stick from the electric energy burst, "try to set her down there on some dirt the out skirts of the city" the gear banged around along with the 4 other marines, Greer looked at shay "we could still make it" he watched the other four raptors struggle in the air the plummet to the ground one landed in a building the others far off into the city. He could see the heavy raiders flay over and smoke from the city "radio the command post tell them the cylons broke through and the second advance team is dead in the air" he click his radio "this is Sgt greer, advance team beta is down i repeat we are going down, the cylons are taking Corinth city, we where hit by...." the ground got closer and he braced for impact.

[Lt. Shay "Striker" Jansen]

Apr 4, 2012 14:44:58 GMT -6 GySgt Ronald "Scythe" Greer said:

Greer felt the lurch in the ship the the lights feel dead, he knew what this was "cylon tactical virus shut down the......" it was to late they where hit and already falling toward the Corinth city, Greer got up to the front and watched as the pilot tried to pull out out the fall, her hands where fused to the stick from the electric energy burst, "try to set her down there on some dirt the out skirts of the city" the gear banged around along with the 4 other marines, Greer looked at shay "we could still make it" he watched the other four raptors struggle in the air the plummet to the ground one landed in a building the others far off into the city. He could see the heavy raiders flay over and smoke from the city "radio the command post tell them the cylons broke through and the second advance team is dead in the air" he click his radio "this is Sgt greer, advance team beta is down i repeat we are going down, the cylons are taking Corinth city, we where hit by...." the ground got closer and he braced for impact.

Shay watched as the pilot tried her best to maneuver the ship for landing. Nothing seemed to work, and she turned in her seat to look back at the others.

"Brace for impact!"

No sooner had she got the words out, the ship went down. Hard. It tossed the crew around, and finally slid to a stop in a small field just outside of the Corinth City limits. Shay unfastened herself and rubbed her head, feeling a cut above her eye. The Ensign turned slightly to check on the other pilot, who was dead. The impact must have been worse than she thought. She called out to the others, in too much pain at the moment to turn and check.

"Is everyone alright? Gods damn, report in!"

[GySgt Ronald "Scythe" Greer]

Apr 7, 2012 21:11:31 GMT -6 Lt. Shay "Striker" Jansen said:

Apr 4, 2012 14:44:58 GMT -6 GySgt Ronald "Scythe" Greer said:

Greer felt the lurch in the ship the the lights feel dead, he knew what this was "cylon tactical virus shut down the......" it was to late they where hit and already falling toward the Corinth city, Greer got up to the front and watched as the pilot tried to pull out out the fall, her hands where fused to the stick from the electric energy burst, "try to set her down there on some dirt the out skirts of the city" the gear banged around along with the 4 other marines, Greer looked at shay "we could still make it" he watched the other four raptors struggle in the air the plummet to the ground one landed in a building the others far off into the city. He could see the heavy raiders flay over and smoke from the city "radio the command post tell them the cylons broke through and the second advance team is dead in the air" he click his radio "this is Sgt greer, advance team beta is down i repeat we are going down, the cylons are taking Corinth city, we where hit by...." the ground got closer and he braced for impact.

Shay watched as the pilot tried her best to maneuver the ship for landing. Nothing seemed to work, and she turned in her seat to look back at the others.

"Brace for impact!"

No sooner had she got the words out, the ship went down. Hard. It tossed the crew around, and finally slid to a stop in a small field just outside of the Corinth City limits. Shay unfastened herself and rubbed her head, feeling a cut above her eye. The Ensign turned slightly to check on the other pilot, who was dead. The impact must have been worse than she thought. She called out to the others, in too much pain at the moment to turn and check.

"Is everyone alright? Gods damn, report in!"

Greer reached for his leg and pulled him self from under neath the Eco station he Nodede at the two marines next to him it was pvt parcen and corporal deen He checked the vitals on the other three men and got nothing he hung his head the herd the voice of ensign shay."yeah where here I lost three how are you in the pilot" Greer reach for his weapons and the ammunition as the private opened the hatch. Bullets banged off the sides Greer could see two cylons approaching, he stuck his rifle out the hatch and fired, the two marines did the same. "Keep fire on them, looks like they came to clean up whats left, ensign. Can you move" Greer made his way to the cockpit and cut her crash webbing loose.

[Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs]

Mason sat in back of the raptor with 3 of his marines, they ate jerky and cleaned what they could of there weapons, reaper felt the ship shudder as it dodged cylon missiles ans AA fire, a few rounds bounced of the armor plating, and he wondered if greer was doing alright.

[CylonOps]

On board the Basestar 201-Dante (NPC)



Having finally completed the jump to Terra, the Dante began launching her raiders and troop transports. Almost immediately, the ship was beset upon by two colonial gunstars and waves of vipers. The raiders began attacking the incoming colonial planes, unaware that these were actually terran planes, manned by terran pilots. The gunstars began slamming their ordnance and missiles into the Dante, causing massive damage to her extended launch ramps.

The Dante returned fire, striking the gunstars in their aft sections where the armor plating was somewhat thinner. Fortunately, these gunstars had a thicker armor plating but the impacts still caused damage to the engineering sections of both colonial ships.

Soon, there would be additional colonial ships and if they were lucky, additional basestars. The all-out attack on terra began, here and now.

Troop transports made their way to the planets atmosphere where hopefully they would join the centurions already on the surface. If they didn't succeed, the entire invasion was in jeopardy.

[npcpilot]

As Ensign Derek Silver, Terran Fleet (npc)

As Derek sat there in his brand new shiny Python, he wondered about his family down on the planet. His squadron was ready, they had been training for the past year for this and now it was time to put it all to the test. Suddenly, the basestar appeared and within seconds, raiders were launching. Derek checked his left and his right. Everyone was ready, waiting for the order to show themselves. Painted absolute black, the Pythons were practically invisible. Derek was anxious and all the java he had drank before this mission wasn't helping one bit. Suddenly, the comm sprang to life with one simple message.

"Wah na jova" (translated-slice 'em up)

Derek shoved the throttle forward and his ship shot towards the incoming raiders, as did the thousand other Terran fighters, all hiding in the horizon of the planet, the space between night and day. The Cylons literally never saw them coming.

[npcpilot]

As Group Leader Major Dak Monahan, Terran Defense Forces (npc)

As the pythons flew into the incoming raiders, Major Monahan immediately let loose with his cannons and began tearing the raiders to pieces. Because of the element of surprise, the Terran planes were able to make easy of the raiders and had broken through to the now undefended troop transports. Calling out to the others, Dak let out a war cry.

"Yahoo! Let's give these cylons the welcome they so deserve. Tear 'em up kiddies!"

[TerraOps]

On board the Terran Battleship Freedom




As Fleet Captain Bor Filar, Terran Fleet (npc)

Captain Filar and his crew were ready to join in the defense of the planet. Having watched this ship being built at first, then joining in the construction, the crew was anxious to put this ship to the use it was intended. They had trained for nearly a year and were as ready as they would ever be. He looked at his XO and gave the order.

"Leftenant Commander Morali, set coordinates for home."

The XO nodded and entered the coordinates into the FTL computer. Looking at the captain, she smiled.

"Here's hoping this thing actually works as they say it does."

Turning the key, she waited a second before pushing the key in. Looking at the Captain, she waited.

"Now Commander."

And in a SWOOSH! the ship jumped from it's anchorage and headed for Terra......

[npcpilot]

As Lieutenant Molly Holly (npc)


"This is Six Alpha Six Delta, we have jumped clear of the planets surface and are now at the rendezvous point, approximately 50 kilometers from the Terran/Colonial station. We have priority passengers on board, over."

[Deleted]

Jumping into the system, the Basestar slipped behind the moon as it began hacking into the planetary defenses to turn them against the Colonial and Terran fleet once they moved from behind the moon.

[NPC Centurion]

Climbing into the back, the Centurion wrapped its gold collar on as the heavy raider lifted up off of the deck with the 20 other heavy raiders with a 40 raider escort most of them armed to the teeth and nuclear.

Flying in a box formation, the heavy raiders slipped past the planetary defenses as it headed down to the newest battlefield while the raiders broke off and headed towards the only Battlestar left in orbit.

[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!"