Six
Cylon
Like a Thief in the night, you'll never find me
Posts: 148
Registered: Jun 19, 2010 13:00:54 GMT -6
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Post by Six on Oct 4, 2021 14:25:18 GMT -6
Keeping her eyes on the two Meat Bags it's all she can do to just be civilized. "My name's Faith." She kept her purse in her lap and had a tight hold on the handle as they bump and sputter along. Finally they arrive at the building and they let her out. Six smiled at them both real friendly like but inside she just wanted rip their heads off their meager bodies and dance around.
"Thank you so much for the ride" She leaned on the driver's side open window area and patted Jake on the forearm. "I hope you figure out what you need to. Have a great day" with that she walks to the building and goes inside.
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Six
Cylon
Like a Thief in the night, you'll never find me
Posts: 148
Registered: Jun 19, 2010 13:00:54 GMT -6
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Post by Six on Oct 4, 2021 14:45:27 GMT -6
An hour has passed when Six promptly snuck the door open a crack and when no one was in the hallway she slipped out and down the staircase to the outside where she started her walk back to the cave. Feeling pretty smug at how easy it all was. Walking along the streets as the entire place seems to be erupting into chaos. Six had a small smirk on her face feeling very very proud of how easily she infiltrated their precious government building. *hmmmm.... too bad the rednecks disappeared, I could use a ride to the country. These shoes are killing me*
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Oct 4, 2021 17:05:01 GMT -6
Three sonic booms could be heard above the city as the pod began slowing down before impact into the concrete road. Smoke poured off the pods as the occupants activated the hatches which flew off the front due to the pressure as well as the explosive bolts. Grabbing his pack and rifle, the two Marines soon followed as Michael allowed his tactical pad to update with coordinates to Fleet HQ. Placing the carbine into his shoulder, Michael moved over to the sidewalk as the snipers covered their rear as they started moving out.
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Six
Cylon
Like a Thief in the night, you'll never find me
Posts: 148
Registered: Jun 19, 2010 13:00:54 GMT -6
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Post by Six on Oct 4, 2021 17:12:53 GMT -6
Three sonic booms could be heard above the city as the pod began slowing down before impact into the concrete road. Smoke poured off the pods as the occupants activated the hatches which flew off the front due to the pressure as well as the explosive bolts. Grabbing his pack and rifle, the two Marines soon followed as Michael allowed his tactical pad to update with coordinates to Fleet HQ. Placing the carbine into his shoulder, Michael moved over to the sidewalk as the snipers covered their rear as they started moving out. Hearing some loud noises Six looked toward the sky. Seeming to free fall were three human forms. Couldn't tell from her vantage point whether they were male or female. Wondering what that was all about but not really giving a rat's ass she continued down the road. Seeing soldiers in the path ahead she turned off onto a side street hoping to keep a low profile. *Frakkin soldiers* she muttered to herself as she lowered her head concealing her identity as best she could. This path would eventually take her back to the cave but first it was going to take her back toward that government building and the riots. She knew of the turmoil and that the soldiers on the ground would be otherwise engaged and too busy to bother with one harmless female walking alone. *still, it couldn't hurt to get the weapon out of my purse* she was nobody's fool and this place was indeed dangerous. She opened the purse and put her weapon inside the palm of her right hand ready to be discharged in a hurry should the need arise.
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Six
Cylon
Like a Thief in the night, you'll never find me
Posts: 148
Registered: Jun 19, 2010 13:00:54 GMT -6
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Post by Six on Oct 5, 2021 16:14:35 GMT -6
Finding that the humans were far too preoccupied to worry about one lonely female she managed to evade the local police and soldiers alike. She ducked into a clothing store that had clearly been looted and found a suitable hat and pulled her hair up under it then pushed it down so her eyes were barely visible. Peeking out from behind the door to make sure no one was close by she slipped out and onto the sidewalk. Holding her head down but grasping her defensive apparatus in her right hand she managed to get out of town and head back for the cave.
*can't frakkin wait to get out of this mess* she gritted her teeth as another truck rolled by kicking up the dust. She brushed off her pants to get the dirt off before it had a chance to settle in too deep in the fabric.
She returned to the cave and got inside the Raider with ease. Throwing the cap to the ground just before the Raider closed over her and she felt it warm up and the leather conform to her body. She smiled, finally leaving this horrible place and all the disgusting meat bags that reside here. The Raider lifted off on her command and as before, flew under the line to be picked up should the meat bags have any way of detecting it.
Once clear of Corinth the Raider JUMPED back to Cylon Controlled Air Space to head for home.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Oct 8, 2021 4:26:45 GMT -6
Stepping out of the Office Building as Michael walked out into the Courtyard while interfacing his tactical pad with the hard drive. Letting it search, Michael connected to a long range radio he grabbed from the Army as he placed it on his back with his headset connected to it. Switching out weapons with the Marines, he planned on finding his SFs before returning to the ship; "All Independence pilots drop off survivors as well as injured civilians off in Corinth and Delos. If those patches are black return to the Independence for decontamination procedures."
Compiling the information he needed, he saved the information before frying the drive to ensure no one could use it. The Titan was at 90% completion but mostly unlocked considering the ship has no atmosphere but appears to be mostly combat ready. The only part not found is the exact location on Ares but he knew this Tauron XO could find it. Switching to an encrypted channel, they started walking to the City Raptor Hangar which likely held a ride for them; "Admiral Martin to Independence, plot a course to Ares and search the highlands for Titan. There should be a landing cradle there for Independence as well. Will be on encrypted channel 4, Martin out."
Jogging out of view, they needed to get to the outskirts before Brooks decided to send the Army after them. Unlike other officers, he had no problem injuring other Terrans to protect himself and the mission.
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Sandy Sixx
Cylon
Cylon Model Number Six
Sometimes I love humanity, sometimes I don't
Posts: 36
Registered: May 15, 2011 0:02:38 GMT -6
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Post by Sandy Sixx on Oct 8, 2021 19:35:24 GMT -6
Sandy was surprised at the ease in which the stolen shuttle was able to come into the city. Perhaps it was because the shuttle had not yet been reported stolen. Perhaps it was the Centurions keen ability to fly the craft and keep it well below any DRADIS. Perhaps it was just frakking luck. Either way, she was glad to be here, on the outskirts of the city. Once they were on the surface, she looked at the Centurion.
"Stay here and wait for me, I have to find a way to get to the humans residence, if he is even there. On second thought, perhaps I should make my way into the city. Just wait for me. If I'm not back in say 4 hours, leave and rendezvous with the others."
The Centurion looked out the front of the shuttle, saying the usual response.
"By Your Command."
With that, Sandy let a small smile come to her lips and she exited the shuttle, heading off towards the city.
"I really should have dressed more appropriately for a long walk. At least I look stunning as always."
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Oct 9, 2021 7:33:31 GMT -6
Reaching the City Hangar, the door had no power as Michael switched to this combat knife to begin prying open the door. In the past, this hangar launched jets and choppers for the war effort but had been upgraded to deal with Vipers and Raptors from the Colonials. Forcing the door open long enough for them to squeeze inside only for it to slam shut afterwards. Stepping out onto the massive airfield, they could see a few old civilian craft at the spaceport with engines ripped out of the housing. Reaching the VTOL fleet, Michael had some ability to fly as the Marines climbed in after a brief inspection. Strapping into the seat, they started flipping through the preflight lists: "Starting battery packs one and two." "Batteries online and beginning computer boot up.""Turning on fuel pumps and switching to atmo flight." "Beginning firing off Left Engine.""Beginning firing off Right Engine." "Turbines are online and...ready for flight."" Bringing auto pilot online and standby for lift." "Lift off as complete and plotting course to the Southern Hemisphere.""Listen in for any broadcasts indicating local hospitals and an SF team...can't have them sleep off his war." Taking off, the aircraft started off into the clouds as he thought about the flight lessons with Sam and how he has improved. Though landing in a confined space was a bit of a challenge that he hoped the aircraft could pull off.
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Commander Lexi
Cylon Command Staff
Commander
Commander of the Blood Moon
Posts: 650
Registered: Nov 11, 2009 16:52:13 GMT -6
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Post by Commander Lexi on Oct 15, 2021 13:35:15 GMT -6
{{Hidden in space and invisible to Dradis detection}}The Star began to send bombs toward the Government Buildings. Raiders flying in the typical pattern of threes firing rapid fire bullet rounds into the running crowds in the streets, mowing them down. The ground begins to run red with blood shed. The attacks have just begun.
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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 Oct 18, 2021 19:19:29 GMT -6
J was still trying to make his way to the government compound but the trip had taken forever, what with scores of raiders above him, interceptor craft chasing after them, bombs and gunfire from the raiders and interceptors striking all around him, he had to pull over for cover several times. He could see the smoke over the City and knew things were not going well. Why wasn't the planetary defense system working? There should never had been any chance of a Basestar sitting so close to the planet for so long, not to mention the fact raiders and bombs had gotten through. Of course, none of that mattered right now, the damage had been done. He had to get to the government compound and soon. He also started thinking about his wife and where she was right now. In the thick of wherever there were casualties, of course.
Coming into the city from the north, past the industrial area, the damage was somewhat limited. The anti-air defenses here were working properly, so that explained that. He could see troops of the TDF all over the place, trying to move civilians to safety. Suddenly, he was stopped at a checkpoint. He flashed his ID at the soldier standing in front of his vehicle, his weapon at the ready. Smiling at the young man, J identified himself.
"I'm J Castorious and I need to get to the government compound, now."
"I don't care if you are the Grand Poohbah of New Caledonia, nobody passes through here, turn this vehicle around and go back the way you came, can't you see the city is under attack?"
J was a bit taken at the young man's reply but he managed to maintain his composure. Looking at the soldier, he spoke again, only this time with more emphasis.
"I don't think you heard who I am, I'm GENERAL J CASTORIOUS! NOW, GET THE FRAK OUT OF MY WAY OR BE RUN OVER!"
A female soldier strode over, obviously alerted to the yelling coming from J. Drawing her sidearm, she pointed it at the young male soldier's head. Speaking, she made herself very clear as to her intentions.
"Private, make one more move and your head gets spread all over that sign next to you."
Looking at J, the woman smiled just a bit, then spoke.
"General, we've been waiting for you for some time now, we were starting to get worried you may have been caught in the attack north of here. Corporal Sasha Rahib, Colonial Marines Sir, we've been set up since this all started. We'll get you to the compound immediately Sir."
Turning her gaze to the now frightened young Private, Sasha continued.
"The Cylons haven't landed an assault force, yet but we figure there are advance parties nearby. Since we can't tell them from us, everyone not part of my team is a suspect, including the Private here."
Motioning to two other Marines, Sasha gestured towards the humvee nearby. Shoving the Private away from her, Sasha kept her sidearm at the ready.
"Move your sorry TDF ass over there and help those civilians to the staging area. Sorry General, things are a bit sketchy right now. Okay, Team, let's move out. Sir, we'll leave your vehicle here, ours are better suited for the drive across town."
J put the vehicle in park, grabbed his bag from the passenger seat and got out of the vehicle. Opening the rear door, he leaned in and grabbed his rifle and the bag on the seat. Walking over to the lead humvee, J got into the passenger seat. Looking at the driver, he laughed.
"Frak, I should've known."
The woman looked at J and laughed.
"Compliments of General Yolander Sir, she said you'd be coming this way and she wanted to make certain family was here waiting for you. We'll be at the compound in about ten minutes, provided those damn raiders leave us alone."
Keying her comm link, the Lance Corporal spoke.
"Team Two Alpha, heading out, ETA ten minutes."
J turned around to speak to the Corporal.
"I didn't recognize you at first, it took me a moment Sasha."
"That's okay General, it would've ruined everything. The look on that TDFer's face was priceless. General Yolander is at the Marine Base, which surprisingly is still there."
"What the frak happened, how the hell did a Basestar manage to fire bombs at us, the raiders?"
"Not sure Sir, something to do with the tracking on the defense system. I mean, those weapons are manually operated but they are still connected to the overall DRADIS. We do know the Cylons didn't hack into the system though, but someone did something, someone on our side.
"Great, traitors in our midst, that's what we need right now."
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Fleshcrusher
Cylon
Death to meatbags!
Posts: 43
Registered: Jun 3, 2021 0:50:49 GMT -6
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Post by Fleshcrusher on Oct 24, 2021 21:32:52 GMT -6
Thanks to the confusion of the Commander's attacks we are able to land on the outskirts of the Terran capital undetected. Chaos and fear has caused most of the citizens to hide in their homes. Waiting until nightfall I head into the city to deliver my package. Inside is a data disc with select information from both the Ares and the drone scans. They detail the One's involvement in the detonation of the nuke. For whatever good this will do, as we attacked the humans shortly after. But my job is not to critique, just obey... Upon finding the nearest sewer entrance I continue on my way to my target unnoticed and unheard. Over an hour later I arrive. Climbing out in an alleyway I head to a backdoor of a Cyber cafe, where humans play mock games in a virtual environment. How sad these beings are. I withdraw a data cable and after inserting it to the lock the backdoor opens for me. Once inside I again use my data cable to hack their system. An order is placed and paid for immediate delivery to Sirolk, wherever he may be located. The package with the data disc is dropped in the outgoing bin. Job completed I leave the shop as I found it, locked the door, and climbed back down into the sewers. Time is running out on us, soon the humans will be mobilized and we'll have to fight our way out. Approaching the Raiders position I see the 2nd drone found us. It's data is copied (what a clever way to deal with the Device) and the drone packed away. Soon we are airborne and heading back to space. We are vulnerable for a few mins in orbit as we calculate the jumps necessary to the Typheous Shipyards. But by the One True God's grace no attacks come our way before we can leave. It is done! We jump away! (Continued in Colonial Air Space...)
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Sandy Sixx
Cylon
Cylon Model Number Six
Sometimes I love humanity, sometimes I don't
Posts: 36
Registered: May 15, 2011 0:02:38 GMT -6
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Post by Sandy Sixx on Oct 25, 2021 19:54:48 GMT -6
Sandy watched as a familiar craft took off from the City. DAMN! She knew what was happening and she had to find a way to undo what had been done since the explosion that essentially wiped Frondal Islands off the map. Still, she needed to find her Colonial, Castorious. She had tried to position herself near the likely route he would enter the city. Getting there proved to be a challenge but by the time she got the, she had to laugh.
"Oh, wonderful, just in time to see him being carted off by his Marines. Frak! Well, let's see, he'll be heading towards the most logical place, Fleet HQ. Hmmm, that's just several blocks south, that way."
Sandy had wished she had liberated a vehicle but figured that would just make her an obvious target, to either a raider or some trigger happy human. The walk wasn't that long but it was dangerous going through a city under attack. As she walked, she looked to her right. The new lake in the city got her to chuckling. She recalled how that lake was formed. The humans, in their endeavor to rid the city of Centurions and hybrids, had targeted that area of the city with that infernal weapon given to them by the Gondawans, the lost clan of the 13th Tribe. Someday, she would like to meet one of them. And break their neck. Of course, the Colonials learned not to use the weapon on their own planet. An area roughly 3 kilometers by 3 kilometers was wiped out in an instant, the crater it left was a kilometer deep in the center. The river flowing through that part of the city had taken two months to finally fill the crater enough that the river could now continue its journey to the sea.
"Stupid humans and their toys. They should thank God they didn't destroy the entire planet, the fools. Okay, hmmm, a roadblock up ahead. Guess I get to hike around it. This is going to take longer than expected. I just hope I get there in time to find him, before it's too late."
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TerraOps
Terran Civilian
Chief, Terran Operations
Terra-beautiful, mysterious, but not what you think.
Posts: 405
Registered: Oct 30, 2010 21:41:12 GMT -6
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Post by TerraOps on Nov 3, 2021 17:31:13 GMT -6
Location: DRADIS Control Center, 25 kilometers outside Delos
One of six DRADIS Control Centers located on Terra, responsible for the tracking of the planetary weapons designed by the Gondwans for the defense of the planet. Although the weapons themselves are manually operated, the tracking of targets is controlled by the DRADIS Control Centers. There are 127 planet-based weapons scattered across Terra, all tied into these 4 DRADIS Control Centers, assigned into sections.
It had been discovered that the Cylons had managed to infiltrate those Centers and taken them off-line. One of the Centers was located on the Frondal Islands. The recent nuclear detonation, so powerful it pretty much wiped everything and everyone located in the Frondal Islands off the face of the planet, took out the DRADIS Control Center there.
The other locations are as follows:
Corinth City-Fleet HQ City of Sparta-20 kilometers north of the City at an abandoned Spartan military installation Ersea City-Located at the military installation in the City Delos City-25 kilometers north of the City
Only the Delos City location was unaffected by the infiltration of Cylon-Human Hybrids. An attentive TDF Captain, Kiera Zalon, challenged the "DRADIS Technicians" who came to perform maintenance, something that was not on the report that was sent each day. It should be noted that these "DRADIS Technicians" were all female, extremely attractive females. The Cylons had counted on, rightfully so, that sending in these particular females would distract the human crews of the DRADIS Control Centers, thus permitting the sabotage that had been undertaken. In the event of any challenge from those crews, the Hybrids were instructed to take the installations by force and destroy them with explosives.
This was not necessary in Corinth and Sparta. It was necessary though in Ersea, where the Officer-In-Charge, a TDF Major, Liam Jericho, saw through the Hybrid ruse and although he and his security personnel acted quickly, one of the Hybrids was able to detonate her explosives, killing everyone in the center and destroying the center itself.
Fortunately though, Captain Kiera Zalon immediately knew these were not humans nor was their mission a legitimate one. Within mere seconds of the Hybrids presenting themselves, she shot four of them dead and wounded the fifth one and prevented her from detonating her explosives. Unfortunately, with only one DRADIS Center still in operation, it could not handle the tracking of all 127 weapons sites. The Cylons had still managed to take down the planets defenses. The race was on to fix what the Hybrids had messed up in Corinth and Sparta. If those two sites could be brought back on line, the planets defenses would be fully operational.
Only time would tell.....
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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 Dec 23, 2021 17:04:08 GMT -6
J and the Marines, along with a couple dozen Terran Army personnel who asked to join them, finally made their way to the Government Compound. Upon seeing the throng of people trying to get inside, J knew they would have to find a different way inside. Motioning to Sasha, J pointed to the far side of the compound. Nodding, Sasha directed her team to head around to the rear side of the compound.
It took them about 15 minutes to make their way through all the people, citizens hoping to find safety and shelter in the sprawling government compound and eventually the underground bunkers and shelters. Upon reaching the gate area, Sasha directed two of her team to secure the gate, although there were already Marines and TDF personnel there. It took Sasha some convincing but she finally got the officer in charge, a young Marine Lieutenant, to open the gate. As there were no civilians present, it was a relatively easy entrance. Smiling at J, Sasha winked and cradled her weapon.
"The Lieutenant wasn't so sure about it being you, until I pointed at you Sir."
"Sasha, what would I do without you being here?"
"Well, most likely you would have been still trying to find a secure way through the city."
"True. Well, let's go see the President, shall we?"
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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 Jan 1, 2022 20:02:33 GMT -6
Landing in the city, Jack stumbled out of the pod just before it self detonated but the time gave him a chance to reflect on the meeting. There was no doubt that the Cylons were responsible for the counter attacks here but finding one model out of twelve total compounded with knowledge of the bombs is nearly impossible. The Cylons shifted blame to a model who is as uncommon as the Sevens.
Flipping his beacon on, Jack knew he had to meet up with Tyson for he needed to inform his friend and compatriot of this recent communications. Kona was intimidating but lived up to her file...arrogant, misguided and believed in this "mythical Cylon home world". Fact is, the home world didn't exist since they had repeatedly wiped out humans from other worlds to take by force. The narrative has been the same multiple times but Terra had ancient Cylons here and if the Cylons took it now they would receive the advantage that they had lived with.
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