United Earth Government

ONI

HMS-Hood The officer, comes back and asks about operations settler.

Tell me about this operation settler. The officer asks standing in the doorway, her service pistol in its holster catching the light as it seeps by her.

HMS-Hood

ONI mass landing and settlment growing the surface of pluto, now can i have those boots?

ONI

HMS-Hood So, what your saying is. You brought an entire fleet of bombers to “scout out habitats” along with floating powered down into our territory. Pretending to be space junk.
We hailed, and you ignored them.

HMS-Hood

ONI no the bombers where there to destroy the radio antenas so when the craft for the landing operation launch there not detected and none of us hear your calls telling us to turn away due have our radios off

ONI

HMS-Hood Your telling me, you were going to disable our communications and land and colonize the planet.

HMS-Hood

ONI yes

ONI

HMS-Hood The officers hand slid over the top of her M6’s holster. Commander don’t. The stern voice of one of the guards said to her. Leaving the cell with the door closing behind her, she opens her mouth. “How can I, how could I not. They killed innocent civilians. The ones we swore to protect.”

”Tomorrow, we can see if she has any more valuable information”

The officer heads back up to her office. She should probably finish her report for ONI and FLEETCOM thinking to herself. “Kenzie, would you play Out of Tune, Back Seat Lovers. The soothing guitar, and lyrics pour out of her office speakers. She sits back in her chair thinking of the last time she heard it. Prom with her first boyfriend? In her old college dorm before she enlisted? It had been so long since she heard the old Earth song. Leaning back into her chair, she fell dozed off to the lyrics “we were just a posers with guitars that were always out of tune.”

HMS-Hood

ONI kenzie says the following " i found something you might like to hear, the lancaster has a very large fatal flaw the bomb bay is very vunderable to 33.67mm rounds and up if you can hit the bombs in the bay then the entire plane will explode due to its large bomb payload"

ONI

HMS-Hood Waking up, to hearing Rocketman then Kenzie’s voice, confused the officer. She moved over in her chair, expecting her husband to be there beside her. She hit the floor with a thud, remembering he was back on tribute raising her daughter without her. “Good morning Kenzie.” The officer says grimly. “Oh? It seems like Naval Auto Cannons will shred them if aimed right. I’m supposed the coil guns don’t wipe them out in seconds.”

The officer heads for the mess. Her uniform crumpled after sleeping in it. Other officers salute, and she responds with a swift nod. Grabbing a tray, she heads to the menu. Inputting what she wants on the touch screen.
after waiting in line, she pulls her tray up to the counter where food is served. Her bowls and plates waiting for her filled with breakfast food. And coffee of course. Gingerly taking it, she sits down at an empty table. Pulling out her datapad to review her report. Looking though The Stars magazine, and pictures of her daughter.

Next she heads back to her office and readies herself to go talk to that prisoner once again, hopefully for the final time. God she hated it because of what they did. Not before filing her report.

To her surprise, a response was quick. Extract any information necessary then terminate.

Now this did put a smile on her face, as she hailed the service elevator. Taking her down to the brig. Reaching the prisoners cell, she picks up a pair of boots from the rack nearby. Tossing them to the engineer once she gets inside. “Now tell me everything else you know.” Putting her datapad on the table to record. The engineer spills what else is left. “Thank you for your cooperation” the officer says. Before leaving the cell she slides her pistol out of its holster and pulls the trigger. A single 12.7x40mm round tears through the engineers head. Exiting into the wall behind her. “Guards, get a clean up crew in here”, swiping her datapad off the table and whistling rocket man as she headed back to the elevator.

HMS-Hood

ONI right before the officer walks out of the room with her last last dieing breath she says, "i always liked you and i still do (awakward pause then coughs up blood) amen." and salautes her as she leaves

ONI

HMS-Hood _The officer hears this as she walks away. How peculiar.

whistling the time to rocket man as a cleaning crew pass her.Reaching her office she sends the final recording, along with all the other recordings, camera footage from the cell along to the right people._

She may have had blood on her hands, but it was justified for all those civilians lost.

Around the hub of stations, more ships prowled pass, incase an attack happens again.

HMS-Hood

ONI then sriens go off another bomber squadren appears out of FTL.

ONI

HMS-Hood With reinforcements arriving earlier in the day, this was perfect timing. Eight Heavy Destroyers and a Cruiser. With the bombers inbound, the cruiser holds its ground, with the destroyers paced out in front of it. At the clump of oncoming bombers, the cruiser fired off five of its fusion rockets, who's timed detonations explode right as they are "on top" of the bomber craft. The destroyers point defenses firing at the craft, creating a wave of ordnance.

HMS-Hood

deja vu

Drakador_Chaos

ONI (Altraxia)
After the first week had passed nothing out of the ordinary had happened, which was likely out of the oridnary in itself.
The rift had remained idle since the first attack, additionally there had also been no new anomalies since then and yet...
There seemed to be an almost graspable tension in the air...
As if if the rift was watching them.
Things had been peaceful in the past week, but for how long will this treacherous peace last?

ONI

Drakador_Chaos The ships continue to patrol. Ships are refit and running. Like continues on normally within the UEG. Officers survey battle recordings, studying what went wrong and what worked. Fusion rockets seemed to be the answer, but each craft only carried a few of those.

Eventually it was decided on to lay a minefield across the opening of the rift. The ships deploying mines, were warned to not get too close to The Rift Except for the captain of an aging corvette. It was a wonder that the Rhino-Class was still even in service. The ships engines were common for breaking down constantly. As the corvette was laying its final mines, its engines cut. Drifting towards the rift, eventually moving into it.

Other craft tried to hail it, and rescue it but it was already too late. For they themselves would risk entering The Rift.

The captain of the corvette says To nemůže být dobré, just as the ship enters the rift.

HMS-Hood

ONI sirens sound as a fleet of landing craft appear out of FTL farther away from the destroyers and frigates, the bombers where a distraction and a god one at that because the frigates have already lauched there fusion rockets saddly the bombers are lost in the explosions from the nukes but this also means the landing craft for pluto have a higher chance of survival on the orbital station kenzie appears to tell the officer something dire "we have deteced sevral other craft jumping out of FTL they appear to be landing craft for pluto amoung the FTL windows there is a large craft perhaps it is the RMS hood."

Drakador_Chaos

ONI
...as with all other ships, the first thing that happened as the ship drifted towards the rift, was that the transmissions and non-visual sensors cut off...
The ship was drifting through a red haze and then, after a while, where it emerged... it was hard to describe...
Large formations of the same red mist which had already leaked out of the gateway formed wondrous and ominous shapes, the density going higher the further away it was, blocking any attempt to view anything more than an AU away and bathing everything in an eerie red light, sensors had a hard time picking up anything and that which they could pick up was barely even valid data.
Massive swarms of the beasts moved in the distance like streams to unknown destinations, occassional horrifingly large other beasts blocked to view into the distance...
Asteroids and fragments of what at one point may have been planets floated in the distance, besides fragments of what had likely been the bombs and fighter the UEG had sent through the gateway, yet the space directly infront was clear...
...suspicously clear, almost like an arena.
At the borders of this free space beasts like the ones which had come through the tear were circling, occassionally twitching, shuddering, as if eager to battle, but something seemed to be holding them back...
The visual scanners could detect about a dozen of them, with something larger moving somewhere behind them.

Zin01

@ONI
Os plans de Visselpipa aprazáronse debido ás forzas antiterroristas.

ONI

Zin01 patrolling for ships, checking cargo continues. In-case something goes wrong.

Jackyboy54

A blinding flash of light appeared out of space near UEG territory.

A F.I. Xalf class dreadnought exited FTL and approached one of the UEG docks for refueling. Its engine hummed like roaring trumpets and messaged its request to one of the station. "We have been scouting for any unusual activity of this area and there are known so far." said the captain reporting to RCT and UNSC forces at the bridge.
HMS-Hood ONI

ONI

HMS-Hood The cruiser and destroyers head towards the new attack vectors, the cruiser fires its dual MAC system. Sending two of the MAC rounds at 12,000km a second straight into, what seems like the Hoods, side. The destroyers fire their boosters, sprinting towards the new wave of craft coming through. The cruisers guns recycle and fire sending two more rounds into the Hood. As the hood returns fire the cruiser flys is now above Pluto, and begins launching SOIV’s from its underbelly, which steak towards the planets surface, where the enemy landing craft may land. The cruiser also deploys its drop ships, loaded up with tanks on their magmounts which streak towards the planets surface.

The droppods slam into the surface of Pluto, deploying ODSTS or Orbital Drop Shock Troopers. They secure a staging area, and drop ships land behind them, dropping off the tanks as well as marines as well. The drop ships fly off, locating the landing zone of the hostile landing craft, which is only a few kilometres away. The troopers and marines move out to take out the invaders.

(also Pluto does have breathable air due to the creation of an artificial atmosphere)

ONI

Jackyboy54 ”Request for docking accepted, welcome Xalf.” The mighty dreadnaught docks with a nearby stations, connecting to it by airlock tubes. The stations commander, meets the captain of the dread. “Your crew are welcome to come aboard and familiarize themselves. How would you like to meet me in the stations bar for a drink later?”

as UFI personnel walk around the station, they hear about cultists raiding supply ships out in deep UEG space, about a series of attacks by demons. Crew reading The Stars magazines on their leisure time, talking about the latest hottest actress Rosey O’Brien, and her most latest movie. Looking at her like schoolboys.

After spending enough time at the station, waltzing around and taking it all in. The UFI crew head to the mess hall, where they are greeted as old friends. Sitting down with UNSC personal, some which were present for the KSI attacks. All were laughing about how the Orbital Defence Platforms, shredded them. Some of the UFI sailors smiled and laughed right back. At another table, younger crew members, were deep into a chess game. Getting hysterical when they won a play.

Over the large mess hall windows, a roar is heard as a Stalwart-Class frigate flys past them on it’s way to patrol. Sending chills throughout the crews.