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Marth Meer

1 2:09am 05/10/02

Marth Meer sttod in the control center of Black Hand gazing at a large threat display board.There it was, Karnak Alpha, owned by IDTech the militaristic corporation controlled by one Heir Raktus. Heir Raktus had commited the fatal error. In his quest for power he'd stepped on somebody's toes many times. Sometimes they were peaceful corporations, sometimes not. Raktus had stepped on the Outer-Rim Federations toes and they were not going to pretend it hadn't happened. In his quest to control all commerce through alliances or other less dignified means Heir Raktus had commited the fatal mistake. His goal was money. And if you had high expensive stock you had money. Well today his stock market was going to go crashing down to his feet. The closing bell had been rung and IDTech had lost. Turning to his second-in-command he issued the fateful order that would begin the mighty operation that had been in the planning stage for months. And know it had begun.

"Activate our agents. Send the signal to all fleets. Karnak Alpha will fall." said Marth

On Karnak Alpha...
Ksian Qui-Soran looked over his activation order. Finally it had begun. Months ago he had been inserted on Karnak Alpha. Along with an unknown number of other agents he had begun spread a net far and wide. Tomorrow would be the fateful day. Black Ops. Teams were already getting ready. Tomorrow fire and destruction would reign surpreme for ID Tech.

ooc:I would like Planetary Defence and SY/CY info for Karnak Alpha

Dakkon Darksword

2 9:28am 06/10/02

Almost time to redress all injustices...

 Dakkon sat in the throne room, almost totally alone. He seemed asleep, but was really pondering the Consortium and its foreign policy.

The Duskhan League has been there for us, and now they are the Outer Rim Federation... We shall stand with them. IDTech had been Hapes enemy for along time. Ever since the falling out of Danoz, the Consortium had been in a state of Semi war with the Corporation, a portion of the Navy and Army assigned at all times for watching the group and reacting to all they did. A large Intelligence division was devoted soley to the monitering of Heir Raktus. Only the timely intervention of the New Order under Rear Admiral Drakiss had saved them. That intervention had been the sole reason why Hapes had not joined their side in the war against The Rogue Empire.

Now, it was time to check the balance, and redress the wrongs.

"Have Empire Fleet readied, we will begin activities on the orders of Admiral Griff..."

Marth Meer

3 11:10pm 11/10/02

At unknown rendezvous point....
Marth stood at the reviewing stand on his flagship. There the Hapan Consortium had arrived. Turning around he left and preceded directly to the bridge. Passing through the security station he stepped into the turbolifts to the crewpit ignoring the door to the Flag Deck. The turbolift jarred to a halt and the doors hissed open. A wave a sounds and smeels assaulted him. Without even pausing he strode past the lines of crewmen at their workstations many of which were absorbed with the arrival of the Hapan Fleet. Stopping at the third station he stood silently for a minute gazing at the communications console.

"Send a message to the Admiral of the Hapan Fleet. It will likely be Prince Darksword so be polite. Request that he forms his fleet up in two wedges to the port and starboard of our wedge. And route all communications from the Hapans to my Command Chair." Marth said

"Yes Sir." said the ensign

Turning around Marth walked back to the turbolift and pressed the button to take him up to the security station again. Once again the turbolift hissed open and Marth walked out and turned towards the blast doors that led to the Flag Deck. Without breaking a stride he walked into the flag deck neatly side stepping around a Mouse Droid. Straight ahead he saw his command chair and his Executive Officer standing beside it. Walking to the back of his chair he spun it 180º and sat down. He then turned his chair around and punched in the comm code for his navigator. Within 2 seconds the navigators face appeared on his small popup screen.

"Sir?" asked the navigator a full Lieutenant who was due to get his own command soon.

"Is the course to Karnak Alpha set?" asked Marth

"Yes sir, I've run 2 nav checks." said the Lieutenant

"Good relay the course to the communications officer. Tell him he is ordered to relay it to the Hapan Flagship." said Marth

"Yes Sir." replied the Lieutenant then the screen winked off.

Meanwhile on Karnak Alpha outside of the Capitol City of Alpha Prime...

Ksian looked over dump number 1. Dump really wasn't an appropriate word Ksian reflected as he looked over the neat orderly stacks of guns and equipment. It didn't matter know. What mattered was that he got his job done. His squad had the hardest job of them all. His unit was going to take ID Tech Headquarters on Karnak Alpha. His squad however had to take the most heavily defended of all the floor and do it quick.
Around him his soldiers were preparing them selves. Each would be going out with a pistol, a rifle, rapelling harness, synthrope and an assortment of grenades and explosives. Except 1 member of his squad Lieutenant Zortock who was going in with a heavy repeating rifle instead of grenades and the regular rifles. Suddenly Ksian realized that his troops were ready and awaiting the final order.

"Alright men let's saddle up."

Without another word his troops got aboard the Lambda Shuttle and prepared to lift off.

At Dump 2.....
Lieutenant Martell looked over his troops arrayed in full battle armour. Ready to protect their friends and comarades from Squad 1. Their job was to hold off any reinforcements coming to take back the Headquarters. Aboard th Shuttle already there were hulks of metal to be used as barricades for his troops to stay behind. Without a word just a nod to his troops, Martell walked to the shuttle listening to the sounds of his troops filing in after him.

At Dump 3......
Arrayed inside the hangar were X number of Modified Trade Federation Landing Ships. Inside them were 5 Missile Boats each. the Landing Ships were remotes that would self-destruct over their targets inleashing their deadly cargo on the enemy installations.

ooc:X=# of planetary defences at Karnak Alpha

Marth Meer

4 1:52am 18/10/02

The Operation Had been completed perfectly. Currently all the air units were withdrawing to protect the newly captured Head Office. And the signal was sent to the awaiting fleet. It was time. With a flash of light the combined ORF and THC fleets jumped. With a second flash mere minutes later the fleet appeared out of hyperspace in perfect tri-wedge formation. Immeaditly sensor sets around the planet must have lit up with the on coming fleets. Immeaditly a few merchant ships jumped while the fleet sent to protect the planet formed up to attempt to repel the liberators. But it would not be enough. Nothing short of the combined might of half the Jutraalian Empire fleets could've saved them and those fleets weren't coming know that the abolisher fields were deployed from the Blessing Cruisers. Marth looked over his sensor board at the enemy fleet that was overwhelmingly outgunned.

"Transmit a surrender order to the commander of that sorry excuse for a fleet in the meantime keep up an advance upon Karnak Alpha at flank speed." said Marth

15 minute later....

"Responce from the planet." said the communications officer "It's the governer."

"Route it through to my screen even though I don't wish to hear him bluster." said Marth

"Yes sir." said the Communications Officer

"Sir!" said the sensor officer a note of urgency in his voice

Marth sighed. "What is it ensign?" he asked

"Enemy ships powering down. I repeat enemy ships powering down all systems except life support and communications." said the sensor officer

Marth frowned. "Well that's interesting, let's see what the governer has to say."

He turned and pushed the button beside the blinking light.

The governer immeaditly began speaking even without the usual prompting by Marth to give him his answer to the surrender question.

"We surrender." was all the Governer said

"What?!" asked Marth

"We surrender. I have just been in conctact with Recee. They do not wish to continue this fight in the face of a superior force. My superiors do not believe in wasting the lives of young men and women." said the Governer

"Alright. You must immeaditly evacuate all military installations and construction facilities, all orbiting capital ships, all government buildings and all ID Tech buildings. Also call of any support to the ID Tech command center." said Marth

"Yes Sir." said the governer then the screen winked off.

"Send message on channel 3345GH. Encryption 07. 'Zorro lead to Zorro Squad all stop'" said Marth.

The communications officer did so without questioning his orders a sign of a competent respectful officer.

"Transmit message to the Hapan Fleet and to N'zoth. 'Mission Succes. Karnak Alpha Surrenders.'" said Marth

He then stood up from his command chair and left the bridge passing through the security checkpoint to where his security detail awaited him.

Heir Raktus

5 6:52am 26/10/02

Taj Daemun Worship Me

OOC: Consider all IDTech units relocated back at Reecee, all R&D platforms destroyed, nothing that you might gain any advantage or take from as being gone except what we discussed

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Marth Meer

6 4:38pm 27/10/02

Taj Daemun Worship Me

All around the mighty mighty flagship little dots appeared. The fleet suddenly tripled in size as the over 1,000 shuttle launched from their respective docking bays. Slowly but eith ever increasing speed did they glide away from their mothership with squadrons of fighters following them. Some of the shuttles attached themselves to orbiting space stations(NPC) while other went in for full power attack landings on the surface surrounding various buildings and cities. Slowly the troops moved through the buildings covering each other just in case they met someone with hostile intent. But they didn't find anybody. Slowly one by one every task force began to call in a mission complete order.

"Diamond Task Force Mission Complete."

"Ruby Task Force Mission Complete."

"Royal Task Force Mission Complete."

"Emerald Task Force Mission Complete."

"Amethyst Task Force Mission Complete."

"Empire Task Force Mission Complete."

And among these transmissions were one special transmission.

"Zorro Task Force Mission Complete."

Slowly the planet became alive again with troops going to spaceports and comm centers urging the civilians that the danger had passed. Then it was time for the traditional message. The message that followed all ocupations on what their new government would do for them. All around the world comm screens became active as the orbitind warships sent their message with an activation order to all comm screens.

"Citizens of Karnak Alpha." said Marth in his grand orater voice "Today the evil ID Tech forces have been routed from your houses and homes. You have seen the very small good side of ID Tech that they show when they're trying to sell something. We have seen the much larger evil side. ID Tech was a power hungry organization and it spelled it's own doom. Know we shall replace them with a better government. Your new Government will offer you protection much better than ID Tech did in your darkest hour. Your new government is not an enemy of any faction galaxy-wide and as such your darkest hour shall hopefully never come. We will clean up the enviromental polution left behind by the ID Tech factories and generate thousands of new jobs for your economy. A new planetary governer shall be apointed in 1 day. He will form an interm government untill you can vote for your own governer. Thank You and Have a nice night."

With that the conquest of Karnak Alpha became official. The various ews agencies immeaditly picked it up and immeaditly cartograohers began to change the boundaries of factions in the ever changing galactic map.