The M.I.S.E (Faction) (Update 8: REOPENED!)

Fort_Master_Gustav

Namek
"Its not that we don't trust you, it's just procedure."

Says the Diplomat, as tazers fly at the necks of each of the Voghus, knocking them out. Soon enough, the military MISE are putting handcuffs on each of the Voghus, and they exit the building, going out into the airstrip where they see their ship being towed to somewhere, not able to respond, they are scorted into helicopters, and fly away to one of the stablished military MISE base...

Midway through the travel, at an undisclosed place, the blindfold falls off of the commander of the Voghus, and he sees a wide forest covering as far as the eye can see... however, the tree line is broken by metal in an octagonal shape, with construction of an odd building, almost looking like some sort of cannon, though obviously made of different material, and before he can make sense of anything else, a punch lands on his jaw, from an angry soldier yelling:

"WATCHU LOOKING AT YOU FUCKER?'

The blindfold is back on, and the next vision he has is that of him with handcuffs tied by a metal chain to a metal table in a completely white room, with black walls that run all around, seemingly unbroken by any door.

Namek

Fort_Master_Gustav

The Commander, having a mild dissapointing view on his face, looks around.

Commander Olivius: "We would have come here willingly, and the punch was quite unnecesairy."

(Even if he is alone in the room, he will presume someone is watching.)

He shrugs, you notice that he is, for the rest, quite understanding their actions.

Tson

Fort_Master_Gustav
++Continue the assault, they are bluffing.++
The STC marines stride forward in their bulky pressure suits, these suits are an ancient design, but were created to withstand the megatons of pressure within the lower layers of a gas giant, though who would want to do so remains a mystery.
++Breach airlocks.++
The marines shoulder Laser Rifles, and the water around them boils as they begin to cut into the airlock doors, the other marines deploy a box-like device that unfolds around the airlock, creating a seal, and a new airlock within the box, the cutting takes longer than usual... but they are getting there. Meanwhile the commander watches the scene nervously from his ship, this is not exactly where he wants to be...

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson Mechanical noise intensifies, as loud explosions can be felt in the water, heading to the ships, 7 huge tethers with black heads, originally designed to move through the core of the planet, moving at more than ample speeds underwater - an environment with lower density- they pierce the hulls of the 3 ships, draining them of their energy almost instantaneously with the anti-potential generators deep withi the S.O.R.B, what follows is a gruesome sight, as, with incredible strengh, the tethers are pulled back into their lanching pods, ripping the ships apart into mangled masses of metal, the thousands of atmospheres of pressure immediatly kill anyone within the ships with the violent decompression of the controlled environment.
The same is said for the people next to the airlocks, as explosive charges detonate the door's Hydraulic lock, pulling them into the airlocks they were trying to get into with extreme violence.

Fort_Master_Gustav

Namek
Mechanical noise is heard as a section of the seemingly unbroken wall opens up, revealing a Musavian dressed in formal clothing, though no armor or weaponry visible, he walks into the room and sits on the metallic chair opposite that of Olivius, and opens up the conversation as such:

"Well, that was something eh? DOn't worry about your friends down there, they are sleeping in Davy Jones' locker now. But I gotta ask you, why risk yourself in the HQ? You planned to get the board as well in the same time?"

Tson

Fort_Master_Gustav
The ancient cruisers blossom into a cloud of slowly expanding metal, their already overtaxed pressure dampening systems giving out, there is a small plasmic explosion as a howler canister is breached, the plasma disc deforming weirdly due to the conditions, there are no fatalities however as due to standard hazardous conditions procedure, the STC crew are flung wildly by the explosions, and those entering the airlocks struggle in a tangled heap, unable to right themselves in the bulky suits.
++S@!t, they got us good-++
++Get your damn leg off my face thomson!++
++I can't sarge i'm pinned here by Geck++
++Bloody hell.++
The commander lands awkwardly on his back, and cracks his head on the back of his helmet.
++Gah++
He rolls onto his side, and looks upward through the dark water, and sighs.
++This is Commander Bort, late of the "Spiteful", We surrender MISE, please spare my men, they were only following orders. I take full responsibility for their actions.++

Namek

Fort_Master_Gustav

He shakes his head, and raises an eye.

Commander Olivius: "You really think we got anything to do with this? We are aware, that even if we try to kill board, we wouldnt even land a single shot, thanks to the security of yours.

We aren't idiots.

Let me repeat myself. The entirity of Voghus has nothing to do with any of this, while we speak, Voghus itself is under attack as well, by the same people. I will presume, that someone in the inside of Voghus, has caused this.

Livon once told me that there is a rotton apple in our Faction, one that has caused all of this. This person, is intelligent, and powerful. Probobly a rank of Commander, or even higher..."

Fort_Master_Gustav

Namek
"Sure, same narrative as the same time, check. But something's still in the back of my mind. (The Musavian leans back and sideways on the chair, tiping it on the two back legs, holding it steady with his clawed feet on the table) You see, when we got wind of that event, and subsequently backed you into a corner, you were unrelently fast into assuming that the same was happening at the same time for, well, you! Now tell me, how'd you even know something like that at that speed?"

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
Meanwhile, the giant tethers fired again, the reverberance of cluncking chain hitting on sprocket filling the waters, Commander Bort saw, reflected on the Piramidal Black Head of the tether his own end, until the message made through, and the tether crashed down close at his feet, breaking the rock of the oceanic bed, then retreating back into the darkness of the water, accompanied by the reply:

"We accept your unconditional surrender. Move to the Airlock."

Soon, one of the giant airlocks' Hydraulic locks opened, revealing an ample docking space, a violent blue light shined atop of the the opening, guiding the STC soldiers who still remained, whilst the other's bodies were silently dragged by unknown Musavians who lurked within the shadows whilst they were trying to invade the S.O.R.B, deep into the facility's entrails.

Tson

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson there are no fatalities however

(I really do think you are underestimating these things...)

The STC marines form a straggling line, their klunky suits shaking the ground slightly as they move, the commander walks down toward the facility, after all, if he were to run, where would he go? and it's not like he would want to leave his men anyway.
++I think "unconditional" is taking it a bit strongly. But never mind.++

Fort_Master_Gustav

RedAndCosmoteer 10 days of waiting is too much? Sry, I just remember that that existed now XD
Do you want to keep it going?

RedAndCosmoteer

Fort_Master_Gustav yeah i want it to keep going

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
They enter the great Airlock, which fits them all without much problem, and are ushered to exit their suits by a comms voice, after the dock that they are in pressurizes again with air, the water being drained.

Tson

Fort_Master_Gustav
The pressure suits unfold around their operators like a metal hand, and the STC marines step out, they are thin, sickly looking creatures to the MISE, looking more like gangly sea monkeys than anything the MISE citizens would call people, they all look tired, and for the most part almost dead on their feet. The commander walks to the front of the column and leans on the wall, rubbing the bruise on the back of his head.

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson At one of the ends of the big open area that is the docks, exits a line of about 40 fully-suited MISE soldiers, which aim their weapons down at the STC man, situated below them, way above, in a type of overviewing glass cage, the Head Engineer can be seen speaking at the microphone, his voice booming over the hall:

"Proceed in an orderly fashion up the ramp to be handcuffed. Commander Bort, you'll have a talk with me."

Tson

Fort_Master_Gustav
The commander gives the Engineer a withering glare.
"We don't need handcuffs, you insult us. We have surrendered to you, and thus given us our word no further assault will be carried out, and in accepting our surrender you have agreed to that deal, and thereby our word."
The commander pulls his pistol out of it's holster and throws it at his feet.
"Do you realise my men all have side weapons still? If we were going to harm you we would have done it. Now please, let us have no more talk of handcuffs, my men will comply with any order you give as if it were one of mine."
Bort turns and walks toward where the Head Engineer is.

RedAndCosmoteer

...The Commodore sat in silence. He looked on at the spectacle below, and he thought - he didn't really even need to do anything.

"Well, I guess I'll go investigate the Voghus."

Drakador_Chaos

RedAndCosmoteer Weighing the options, the Commodore brought the patrol squadron's orbit down in a simulation, and then when he gave the order, the entire squadron began retro-burning. The Antimatter would prove to be more than sufficient, as within a minute, the Cruisers were in the Troposphere of Musav

So they moved into the atmosphere with active antimatter drives? Or did I misinterpret that?

RedAndCosmoteer

Drakador_Chaos on EXTREMELY low burn - controlled, of course.

Unless that was impossible, then we just used the Antimatter to lower our orbit enough for us and then disabled that and used other engines.

Drakador_Chaos

RedAndCosmoteer So I was considering pointing out all of the issues that would cause to the planet, but I´ll refrain from that this time, not in the mood today.

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos I don't see how that'd mess anything, having an antimatter propulsion system presumes that the burn is controlled, so it's just a normal engine.

Fort_Master_Gustav

Tson
"More offensive than being handcuffed is to invade us. But we'll comply since we aren't savages, after all."

Then 3 of the Musavian soldiers that were there to handcuff people head to the commander, and tell him to follow them, assembling themselves in a triangular manner around him as the other STC marines are escorted into one of the other, recently opened airlocks, to somewhere else within the S.O.R.B.

Meanwhile

The commander goes up a flight of stairs filled with the loudness from nearby whirring engines, and then reaches the next floor, with a layout similar to the rest of the facility: Cyllindrical corridors with glass showcasing a mix of analogue and electronic machinery, he takes a right turn, as the hidraulic lock opens up to a slightly more ample room, where he can see the Head Engineer enter from the other side.

"Welcome to the S.O.R.B! I'm saddened that the conditions that you came here in are poor, but worry not, we just need to know why you came here and how you knew the location, sit down would you?"

He says, as he heads to a table and drags an office chair out, sitting atop of it.

Drakador_Chaos

Fort_Master_Gustav I suppose that depends on wether it uses antimatter as "fuel" or as means for propulsion.