ANOMALY DISCOVERED

Jenwuf

Sombreroman
A familiar ship warps in
image https://i.imgur.com/WmG2yeE.png

The ship immediately sends frantic broadcasts, while heading towards the opposite side of the sun.

//Transmission Start//
WHAT THE HELL, WHO THE HELL IS AT THE COMMAND OF THESE FLEETS. DID YOU NOT THINK TO LOOK FOR THE OTHER FARAGAUT??? THINK ABOUT IT
//Transmission End//

It is now brought to your attention, that the other faragaut has managed to slip past the fleets engaging the Tau-ships, and is almost at the Dyson sphere, having approached from the other side of the sun, to not be spotted by ships being launched from the sphere.

A transmission from the other faragaut is received:

//Transmission Start//
Hahaha, this ship is not a rebel one, but I'm under orders to destroy the dyson from the now dead Graham. He probably wanted to do it to spite you Tau alien scum, Long live the ISC.
//Transmission End//

A transmission is heard from the Un boarded Equality class:

//Transmission start//
Seeker? Oh thank god, please help us out when you deal with the Faragaut, I want to go home.
Pass me the mic, now! stupid cat
oh yes ma'am
Right, seeker this thing is not going to hold out much longer, we need to get out of here now, I hope you don't mind, id be happy to teach these humans a lesson, but my stupid crew don't want to stay, I mean, its only a couple of million worth of damage.
warp drives charging captain
//Transmission End//

A second transmission is heard from the Seeker:

//Transmission Start//
sigh, anyway today has been a huge F-up if I'm honest, For now I'm on your side, not the ISC, not The TSC.
I just wish I never found this place.
He thinks to himself for a moment, then comments:
ill assist in destroying the ISC Faragaut by the sphere. Then try and work out what the hell is going on.
//Transmission End//

Sitrep:

Now, another threat is on the horizon, and more importantly, who can really be trusted in this battle
(I thought now was a good time to actually include why this civil war is even happening here, instead of just in Tau space.)

Meanwhile, the boarding action continues as normal

The TSC ships continue firing at the ISC ships, continuing to not fire too much at the other ships. although of course, the boarding action will likely "soon" conclude their existence.

The clear confusion on now unjammed ISC comms channel suggests they where not aware of the Faragaut's plan.

Meanwhile back in Tau-Species-coalition space, the change in power has gone somewhat smoothly due to the lack of humans on most planets, however this was not how they wanted this to go down at all...

Edit: changed a lot here, I presume you have not seen it yet, so it should be fine, but its mainly the ISC related stuff.

ImTired

Jenwuf Do you play Hearts of Iron 4?

Sombreroman

Jenwuf Everybody's Eyes widen.
"WAIT, WHAT? HOLY MACKREL! WE SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN TALKING AMONGST OURSELVES!"
Surgeon throws Almost every ship they have against the Approaching Faragaut in a Scramble. Casualties quickly become massive against the Enemy's Sheer size and Advanced Weaponry.
"PUSH, MEN, PUSH!"

In the Meantime, a Surgeon ship approaches the Seeker. They begin to send a transmission.
image https://i.imgur.com/oNn5ytF.png
/Receiving Transmission/
"Wait. Don't Fire... My Son's on Board..."
It's the Eroberer the Captain talked to earlier on the Negotiation Station- Zarakon.
"Permission to board? We're all as lost as you are in this scramble..."

FangTheCat

Jenwuf

Jenwuf Pass me the mic, now! stupid cat

HEY! I take offense to that.. Even though it has nothing to do with me.. 🙁

Solarwatch

Sombreroman Wait so what happens to my character...

Sombreroman

Solarwatch The Surgeon Ships are pretty much just letting him be, Acknowledging they aren't an Immediate Threat.
"Sorry about our... High Security, But it's necessary to protect this Trillion Credit Asset... Would You like to do anything while you're here...?"
Suddenly, The Alarms go Haywire.
"BATTLESTATIONS, ALL SHIPS! I REPEAT, BATTLESTATIONS, ALL SHIPS!"
The Captain Jitters Uncontrollably for a second, then regains his senses.
"Look... We usually serve our peaceful visitors quite well, But apparently there's a Massive Dreadnaught behind us... So, I'd recommend Getting out of here before they get the FTL Jammers out..."
The Commander's worried out of his mind, not wanting any peaceful visitor to get harmed...
"Please! Leave now while you still can! Before things get serious..."

Solarwatch

Also, @Sombreroman I just wanna say your vanguard surgeon thingy the missiles inside of the arms dont really work. The missiles can't turn fast enough to get out and end up hitting the inside of the arm

Sombreroman

Solarwatch (Yeah I know, They're Kind of Redundant but they're supposed to be used when you split it.)

Jenwuf

ImTired
yep

Sombreroman

Jenwuf
Equality:
The Trooper Sighs from being confused at what to do.
"You know, I'm going to get you out of 'ere. To not rub in the fact that we're slaughtering your friends... I'm going to defend our way out while The Squad "Disables" the Guns, If you know what I mean."
The Trooper Sighs again, and then calls for some Spacial Reinforcements.
"Get us Two Vanguards, a Dropship, and Some Projectors. Make it easier for our friends attacking the other one."

Faragaut:
Captain Spider, behind cover, observes the situation.
"Alright Buck! Go Whole Hog on 'em!"
Buck has a Psychopathic grin on his face, then begins firing.
"WOOHOO! EAT LEAD!"
But, they are completely unaffected by the Shotgun's AR configuration.
"Aw What?!"
Spider Strokes his beard...
"What would my old friend Alex do in this situation... Hmm... Something with 'Nades. But... We don't have any 'Nades... Hmm... But he'd sneak 'em... Aha!"
Spider Gets off his feet, and begins to yell to his men.
"Alright men! Pop the Floorboards! Give us some cover! We're using the Vent Bugchow discovered!"
They at first glance confused at Spider, but then they think it out.
"Yes Sir!"
"Buck, Don't get any Ideas of Shootin' Early! Be Patient, and you get to live another day!"
"Awe..."
The Troopers, Crawling, Begin Cutting the floor, then pushing it up, Providing some cover against the Gatling Gun.
"Remember our Cr@--- Armour Still has some degree of bullet resistance! Should serve us well while we retreat! Avoid getting shot in the Knee though."

Jenwuf

Sombreroman
Equality:
by this point, most of the idle crew are alerted by the fact their captain just went silent,
there is now minor resistance on the ship, however, is nothing compared to the Faragaut, and even with the crew on alert, will be ill equiped to deal with armed troopers, The rebel ships having expected inexperienced ISC troops instead.

Faragaut:
The two defenders cheer a little at the sight of the troops seemingly backing off, but remain somewhat vigilant.
although their comms playing up really isn't helping the TSC rebels right now.

ImTired

Jenwuf I'm glad I'm not the only one...

Solarwatch

Sombreroman Captain Bitters warps to the closest system. Shortly beforehand he shoots a communication beacon onto the Vanguard so they can stay in touch. When in the system, Bitters sends sub-sector command a transmission.

/BEGIN TRANSMISSION/

"Sub-sector command this is Captain Bitters of the MSF Prominence, we have a bit of a situation on our hands..."

A familiar but unexpected voice fills the comms. "Explain yourself Bitters."

That voice... who is it... calm and collected, but as strong and commanding as steel. No joking around. At least not right now. "Bitters are you still there?" Caring... there's only one person in the navy that fits that description... but he's supposed to be on a mission half way across the galaxy... "Oh.. right. Yes sir. Our last transmission with the foreign ship was brief but.. hectic. Alarms blared, the onboard AI commanded everyone to battle stations. The commander said something along the lines of we usually serve peaceful visitors quite well, something about a dreadnought, FTL jammers and us getting out 'before things get serious.' That's pretty much it. We stuck a communication beacon to the ship before warping out. We have no damage taken. In a few hours we'll try to make contact again from our current position, then we'll try in system communication. I'm requesting backup for if that happens. Also, quick question. Permission to speak freely, sir?"

"Go ahead, Bitters..."

"Are you Rear Admiral Lewis, by any chance?"

/TRANSMISSION END/

Solarwatch

Sombreroman also do you have discord

Solarwatch

Sombreroman
/TRANSMISSION BEGIN/
"Surgeon Vanguard #222 do you copy? This is Captain Bitters of the Mikrelian Navy! Is the situation in your system ok?
/TRANSMISSION REPEAT/

Sombreroman

Jenwuf
Equality:
Having taken the Right set of Armour, the Troopers commit a Massacre against the Enemy Crew, Only having one trooper slightly wounded. The Trooper Cracks the gas out of his cut finger.
"Thank the Lord for this Ungodly armour..."

Faragaut:
The Troopers begin Slithering through the Vents, Cutting through the Creature that was blocking the way.
"I don't think just Dropping would be an optimal strategy, sir..."
"You're right... It'd be Stupid... As much as I'd like to avoid these things, I do think It's better to have a Gatling gun not pointing at our heads..."
Six: "Indeed... These things aren't just going to let a bunch of troops rain on them."
"Why not the Room behind them?"
"It a Reactor?"
"Dice Roll 1, Kid. Crew room. But, I could say it's a five, seeing how there isn't any crew in it..."
"Alright, Dice."
"What'd You call me?... Actually, It's a good nickname. I'll let it slide..."
The Troops silently drop into the Crew room. Inside, they see the Ex-Rebel's Room design.
"Looks sorta cozy, Actually."
"Enough with Coziness. That can wait for later. Sit-Rep, Six?"
"I've Scanned 'Em. Their Muscles allow for some Mighty swift movement. They're also wearing some sort of shielding belt or somethin'. Also, those Staffs are Electrical. They'll hurt quite a bit if they touch us."
"How interesting... Alright, I think I know how to deal with 'em..."

Jenwuf

Sombreroman
//Transmission Start//
permission to board granted, ill get a meeting room made up or something.
but right now we are going to assist in stopping the faragaut, we should be able to slow it by taking out the engines, there are only a couple of them after all.
//Transmission End//

Sombreroman

Jenwuf "Alright."
In the Meantime, Pretty much every surgeon ship in the Sector is butting heads with the Faragaut, to no avail...

Jenwuf

Sombreroman
Equality:
With the crew dead, the ship sits silent, its weapons unable to operate without crew.
Power remains throughout the ghost ship, making it easy for the troops to move between rooms without much issue from the auto-doors

Faragaut:
Luck seems to be on the troopers side again, as the two guards fail to hear them, due to the constant whir of the motors in the turret portion of the gatling gun acting to muffle the noise from the drop.

Seeming they are looking the other way, it should be easy to take them out, if you can do so without alerting them first (which is a task in itself when dealing with people with better than human hearing), the turret, now you can see from this side of the barricade, cannot turn around to face this way, and a cable could be severed to starve the gun of power.

Sombreroman

Jenwuf
Equality:
As the ship goes aimless in space, not a Single Tau Free onboard, on a Collision course for the Faragaut, The Rest of the Troopers Evacuate The Area. But, they Get Dropped onto the Faragaut Unexpectedly.
"What in the?! Dude! I Still have this thing tied to me, And the Equalities' on a Collision Course for here!"
The Captain of the Dropship says this to them:
"Spider could use your help over there, you know. Spare him some trouble of not just going in guns blazing. I'm amazed they're not already dead after that mess up."
The Trooper Nods.
"How much time do we have before that Equality turns the Faragaut into an Unequal Mess, then?"
(You set how long they have here)

Faragaut:
Spider's Boots grow Small wires out of them. He Silently Glides among the Floor, Then Whack both of the Guards with his wire arm. After they get knocked on the Ground, He Ensnares them before they can get up.
"These Fluffies are going to be a lot harder to keep roped... We're probably going to need more guards keeping them from gettin' any ideas..."

In the Meantime, The Troopers try to pick up the Machine gun to use it, But they quickly discover the wire powering it doesn't go too far. They Decide to Salvage it. On the other hand, The Two Guards protecting the Prisoners Are Surprised to see more Troopers, Wearing Proper Armour, drop in.
"Yeah, We're going to make your lives a lot easier. There's just one problem..."
The Guards are visibly confused...
"What, Exactly?"
The Trooper coughs twice.
"There may be a Battleship on a collision course with this thing. Damage estimates are pretty much just instant annihilation..."
"Wait, WHAT?! WHY'D THEY SEND YOU THEN?!"
The Trooper Shrugs.
"Well, We do have Graphene armour, The Proper equipment."
"Ah."
"Yo Un'goy man! How much time do we have left?"
"Still Estimating..."

Jenwuf

Sombreroman
Equality:
The grav ring will accelerate the ship rather slow, but will build up speed (for rp's sake ill say they where a lot further apart otherwise they would hit within minutes.)
(ill measure it in "turns" so each time it switches back to you, it has been one turn rather than an actual set time.)
It will take around 3-5 turns (depending on how much needs to be done on the faragaut (now most of the crew are dead it should be little to no large "obstacles" from now on.))

5 turns remain.

Faragaut:
With most of the insects dead, along with the crew, it is unlikely any large defences such as this one could be elsewhere. If there is any, it would likely be un-manned, with only a unshielded mg nest.

FangTheCat

Sombreroman

Sombreroman These Fluffies

what species is this even..?
I like fluffies.. usually.

Sombreroman

Jenwuf (The Equality is no longer a Boarded ship, and is now effectively a meteor...)
Faragaut:
The Troopers Round up the Prisoners they have captured, then Knock them out with Knockout Gas. Meanwhile, Spider Realizes they haven't stormed the Control room yet. But, Before he can say anything, he has to evaluate and Prepare...
"Alright. Everyone okay? We Forgot to raid the Control Room, So make this fast!"
"Mentally... Or Physically?"
"Physically, Buck. Now Enguy! How much time do we have left?"
"About Four minutes. If there's a high value prisoner in the Control room, we'd better get ready."
"FOUR?! I'd be surprised if any of our corpses had meat on it after this!"
"Eh. Better than being eaten inside out."
"Cheer up, Six. We'd better get moving if we plan to survive..."
After a quick Check, They load the Prisoners onboard their dropship, then begin to charge toward the Faragaut's control room.

Jenwuf

Sombreroman

Faragaut:
Multiple insectoids sit in wait outside the control room door, surprisingly docile considering their aggression earlier.
However the automated MG outside the door, certainly is not docile what so ever, but is unshielded.

The control room is very unusual on the Ship, well, to be precise, it is only big enough for a few people, practically making the ship look and control like a upsized corvette from the control room

No defences await them inside the control room.

(three crew are in the control room, one is already dead. Having presumably committed suicide with the pistol next to his still paw.)

(The other two sit in a corner, right next to each other, heads held low to the ground.)

(The one dead on the ground is a wolf, presumably finding the idea of surrender impossible, before ending it abruptly rather than waste any bullets on the troops, whom he has seen through security footage deflecting a large calibre mg, and would certainly deflect a pistol round. A marking painted on his muzzle marks him as captain.)

(The other two consist of a wildcat, and another mouse, They seem to have put their natural differences aside, and await their aggressors entry to the control room.)

Jenwuf

Sombreroman

A Transmission is received from the other Equality class that was not boarded, directed at the other equality, but heard by everyone.

//Transmission Start//
Echo? Please answer me, I want to speak to you, I don't think we are going to make it, and the way your ship is accelerating towards the Farragut like that scares me, please.... please respond.
A small, upset sigh is heard.
well, it was worth a try, ill miss you Echo, you where a good engineer, and an even better friend.
//Transmission End//

The Equality class shakes violently, as something on board blows up after a lucky cannon shot hits something, causing a catastrophic explosion, splitting the ship in half.

However its weapons remain functional.. for now.

Meanwhile the Empty, previously boarded Equality class continues on its collision course...