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Tate Falls

Tate Falls

'We can delay no longer,' announced admiral Secudus, causing all heads on the bridge of the command ship to turn in his direction. 'Order the ships to enter orbit. We assault Tate.'
Entry was smooth having picked a window that first brought the far edge of the continent into view. The realtime image of the landmass was suddenly overlaid by thousands of moving red images, each with forward lines indicating vectors. These jumped perceptibly as the image refreshed and the data on each red mark was updated. A few started to pulsate indicating lock-on and identifying them as missiles.
Before even the first made contact with the ship, some of the red images flared, having roughly lined up with indicators for other ships in the fleet. At this point the sudden release of emf during detonation caused large blurs across the screens and the previously largely predictable jumps in the locations of the missiles became almost random. Noise and ghost signatures made much of the strategic level information useless. The size of the objects in the viewer ramped up, zooming in to a much more localised and less noisy scale.
The crew, in their space suits worked oversized combat controls in the complete silence of the airless bridge, receiving commands and information through their headsets, webbed to their chairs and jacked in with shielded cables to their consoles.


The ship rocked violently as the thrusters engaged suddenly, a near useless attempt to shake off a salvo of missiles heading their way.
A ringing sound was felt rather than heard immediately after the impact. A section of deck plating ripped free and started a slow tumble across the bridge. Moving less than a metre a second and turning end over end it was easy to imagine that it could batted aside.
It sheared through the torso of the first crewman in its path without so much as slowing. A spray of arterial blood splashed across the forward set of consoles and started to boil in the rarefied atmosphere. The next crewmember in its path frantically hammered at her webbing attempting to free herself, only to have her head ripped off. The open channel filled with her cry a cry cut off almost instantly. A sudden shift in the direction of the ship meant that the third crewmember in line was saved as the plating continued on its original trajectory, slamming it into a bulkhead where it wedged.

As the colony of Tate filled the main screen, partially obscured by bloody smears and a mist of red vapour, the admiral ordered all ships in the fleet to commence bombardment. At first nothing seemed to happen, small flashes appeared amongst the buildings and open spaces that formed the colony but it looked otherwise untouched. As the battle drew on however small black trails started to appear and the red image overlays became fewer and more sporadic.
'I think we've done them Sir, should I order the fleet to cease bombardment?' asked the captain.
This was met with silence from the admiral.
The fleet continued to rain down on the colony.
Time passed.
'Sir, they haven't returned fire in some time, I doubt there is much in the way of ground ordnance still intact and all we are doing is grinding up the civilian quarter. Should I give the order to cease fire?' The captain's voice held a note of pleading.
'Captain Reynolds, what we do here will be written in stone and emblazoned on the hearts and minds of humanity forever. We do this now so that we never need to do it again. Continue the bombardment until I say so.'

By the end few were even looking at the view screen. Of Tate, nothing could be seen, replaced by a thick black cloud of smoke.

Finally the admiral ordered the stand down from battle stations. As air returned to the bridge, having earlier been evacuated to avoid risks of explosive decompression, he cracked the neck seal of his suit and removed the helmet. Ignoring the blood pooling at the corners of his eyes he marched to the central display, his magnetic boots barely making a sound in the still rarefied atmosphere.
Though talking to himself, his throat-mic picked up his speech, transferring it instantly to the crew, 'Where the hell are they? We were told they had sixty ships. If they are not coming to play cavalry, they are not coming at all.' He blinked hard and returned to staring at the monitor as though sheer will alone could reveal the enemy fleet. Eventually sound returned to the bridge the soft hum of electronics, the tense exhalation from crew that had sat attentive at various consoles for more than twenty-eight hours. As suits unsealed the steady hum of air conditioning increased, compensating for the raw smell of humanity. 'Find a clear space and put us and the transport ships carrying the Emperor's Elite down close to what's left of the royalists. I want to see this for myself.'


A few hours later, he received the call in his ready room, the troops had secured large areas of the colony remains, having found little in the way of resistance. Shunning battle suit he had opted for ceremonial dress, let them know that they had been truly defeated and no longer a threat. Hearts and minds - win them or break them - either way was fine as long as they knew who ruled.
'My God, we did this,' exclaimed the captain as he stepped up beside the admiral at the head of the cargo ramp. From their vantage point they looked over hundreds of buildings, all in ruins. Smoke still poured from many. Of the occupants there was little sign, a few corpses scattered across the broken landscape. The vast majority would no doubt have been within the buildings when they were destroyed. The admiral partially turned with little more than a grimace, a reminder to Reynolds to hold his tongue and his thoughts before marching out to meet the officer in charge of the ground forces.

'Show me the prisoners,' demanded Secudus of the officer. This was followed by a short walk along what was once a wide boulevard. Glass littered the sides and a few craters forced them to leave the open central area. A few smouldering stumps remained of the trees imported fully grown from Earth and planted by the Emperor himself a decade before. Eventually they reached the square by the harbour. Here hundreds, if not thousands of haggard and dirty people stood, surrounded by a few hundred troops wearing imperial battle suits and battle weathered Tatian Royalists. Of the latter, few were uninjured. If not for them, this war would have been lost long ago.
Mounting a small pile of rubble that provided a convenient podium Secudus waited patiently until the Tatians, noticing him finally turned their attention to him. Then he waited a little longer before finally making his address.


'People of Tate. The Emperor of the Stellar Empire has charged me with breaking the rebellion. This I have done. He has charged me with ensuring this never happens again. This I now do. One fifth of your population will be executed. Lots will be chosen for you at random. Nobody will be spared the selection process and nobody will be substituted.' At the sudden outcry he held up his hand until silence once again dominated the scene. He pointed at the front of the crowd and nodded to the attendent officer to the Emperor's Elite. At a transmitted order troops moved in, separating a handful of people who were herded to the foot of the makeshift podium. He looked down at the three men, a small child and mother cradling an crying infant. Smoothly drawing his gun he opened fire. The mother was first to die. The others followed, none making it more than five steps. The guarding troops raised their weapons, threateningly at the crowd.
'I am not a merciful man you will do well to remember this,' and then softly so that only those nearby could hear, 'Don't do it Reynolds, you will die here a traitor and I will see the rest of your family on Earth executed.'

Less than 20 years later the Empire ripped itself apart...



 
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  Star Date: 221.22.5

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RAGNAROK BECKONS

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Assault on End Game

The ancient Architects have declared war on the Dewiek Elder Nation. The first sign of the conflict was subspace transmissions in a remote system in the Pocket Periphery. This followed reports that the ancient Ragnarok shipyards on Beacon were malfunctioning. In response, the Wolf Mother sent urgent orders to several Dewiek scout ships to patrol the End Game system.

The Konungr Smidamadr was the first to encounter the gigantic, “Planet Killer” class ARC ships. Measuring in at thirty-two hundred heavy hulls and armed with a hundred ARC plasma weapons, the ship was more like a mobile armed platform. It is certainly the largest vessel ever recorded. The scout ship was vaporised instantly.

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ARC Planet Killer dwarves largest DEN warships

 
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  Star Date: 221.11.4

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Caste Apart

The Flagritz Republic is (very nearly) no more. In its place, a single Hexamon and Flagritz power has arisen. The new Collective has absorbed much of the Flagritz holdings with only a handful of Clique-caste Flagritz systems choosing instead to align with the other Elder species, the Dewiek.

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Flagritz and Hexamon Hybrids - A hope for the Future?

 
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  Star Date: 221.3.3

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Meklanmania

Meklan scout ships continue to be seen around the Orion Spur periphery. These cyborg creatures in service of hidden ancient masters appear to be terrorising the Wimble Nation in particular. Despite public lamentations against the hardship of defending themselves, the Wimble leadership have not yet responded to our request for comment.

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Artist's impression of a Meklanised Wimble

However, Xavier Fox, CEO of Galactic Transport and Trade, did give us the following statement:

“We have engaged several Meklan ships, although currently the source has not been identified. GTT Directors have been running patrols and have engaged and destroyed numerous ships that have attacked outlying outposts belonging to different affiliations. The pattern of ships encountered leads us to believe there is a central source, but until that is found we would suggest any affiliation with assets in the area provide adequate defences.”

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Doomsday On Pause

At the site of the Thete anomaly, the Dewiek Nation has sent media sensation Sharon Aleman to the scene. Aleman, whose cybernetic enhancements allow her to directly interface with her ship’s sensor array, led her hardened crew into a dive of the outermost “edge” of the anomaly. After spending several days collecting and analysing data (mere minutes to the rest of us outside the anomaly), Aleman reported her shocking discoveries.

 
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  Star Date: 220.50.5

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Veil Lifted on Flagritz Home Space

As the Hellcadium ISR field continues to fluctuate, one of the newly exposed systems is Junista inside the previously hidden and inaccessible home periphery of the Flagritz Republic.

Over the past few weeks Flagritz Republic patrols and platforms have dealt with a number of scout ships from the Human Empire as the IMP wasted no time in exploiting this opportunity to poke around in their old enemy’s backyard. It is understood that at least one of these unarmed scouts was destroyed with no one willing to estimate how many more might be buzzing around.

Coincidentally, suspected IMP lackey, SSL TOAD, has also been overheard showing an obsessive interest in the Flagritz periphery. However, we have received no reports of this being anything other than his usual drug-fueled, barely decipherable mutterings at this stage.

Either way, this sudden, uninvited interest in the Flagritz Periphery has left the FLZ leadership muttering darkly about appropriate measures being taken. Defensive fleets and supporting structures are being deployed in the Junista system and beyond in expectation of further uninvited guests.

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When You stare into the Flagritz Periphery...

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Thete's Timey-Wimey Tease

Investigation into the Thete anomaly continued in the Dewiek Pocket Periphery. The anomaly was scanned from all angles by a number of the Dewiek Nation’s best sensor ships and officers. The data, collected over several weeks, was sent to one of the DEN’s most advanced scientific laboratories for analysis.

What they found will shock you!

 
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  Star Date: 220.45.1

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Perfidion Reached

Long speculated by theoretical Stellar Cartographers, Perfidion Reach finally opened in the last few weeks. Immediately, the Detinus Republic boldly staked a claim on the first accessible system, Hellcadium. Only time will tell the true value of this strategic move but their much-taunted bureaucracy may have finally proved its worth.

Early reports from scans of the system reveal a wildly fluctuating ISR field. Rumours suggest that at least one ship was destroyed as it was forced into an asteroid belt chasing a stable jump field attempting to exit the system. Casual travellers are warned away from the system at this time for their own safety. Leave it to skilled explorers and navigation officers.

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Mathematical model of Hellcadium ISR Field.

We spoke to Captain Zakiyah Ummahi via subspace link. Zakiyah led the first DEN expedition into the Perfidion Reach. "Spirits remain high but this is largely down to the extended R&R we were all forced to take immediately prior to jumping into this hole. Initial scouting reports show at least one planet with plenty of forests and grasslands which might help if we're going to be stuck here for Folkvar knows how long waiting for this damned ISR field to stabilise."

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Valhalla Stargate Reopens

Dewiek engineers and scientists have finally managed to re-enable Stargate Valgrind this week and the protective Exclusion Zone is to be lifted. If DEN investigators discovered who caused the gate to malfunction, or why, they were not willing to share it with us. Military sources, however, have announced a project to provide a significant boost to the already formidable defence platform in the stargate’s orbit.

 
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*** Inter Galactic News ***

Empire - DEN action grinds to a halt

After months of tension relations between the Empire and the Dewiek Nation, which rose to several large scale fleet actions ending in the DEN losing over 60 Direwolf warships in Solo, things appear to have moved from antagonistic to unfriendly. With the Solo system being a particular issue an agreement has been reached between the Wolf Mother of the DEN and Xavier Fox of the GTT. Since this things have become very quiet, not just because the shooting has stopped, but also because my reporters have been on their summer holidays.
 
News For Discerning Naplians!
---- Special Galactic Edition ----



(The Host sits at his desk as the studio lights dim, and a single spotlight bathes him in light. He looks straight into the camera and begins to speak: )

Host: Naambta!
Good Greetings, and welcome to the show.

This is News for Discerning Naplians, and i’m sure you are all showing much impatience to see this week’s Panel Discussion. We will be discussing religion with the Lady Ghadir of the Temple of Ya Zoon, renowned neo-naplian spiritualist Chairman TonTon, and a very special guest from our imperial neighbours, Bishop Samantha Porteus of the Brotherhood. But before we get to that...

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... it is time for a word from our sponsor.
 
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Welcome to the latest version of ESNN, giving the news and views from the ESNN's reporter and news anchor, Ainsley Moore, making this the peripheries' most favourite unbiased publication in the known universe from our new home in the Heartland,

And so with the news from the last few weeks,
 
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*** Inter Galactic News ***
  • DEN assault FEL base and get wiped out
  • CIA Trade fleet caught and destroyed by the DEN
  • Krell denounce worship of the True One

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    Huge fleet skirmish at the London/Crossley wormhole

    A large fleet of over 700 DEN warships responded to the EMP action in Crossley, where a 4000 hull DEN platform was destroyed. Reports show the DEN ships caught a group of CIA ships napping and inflicted significant losses on the humans. IMP and GTT fleets moved to assist the CIA, matching DEN fleet numbers, but the arrival of over 1200 Hexamon ships seems to have tipped the battle in favour of the DEN-HEX alliance.

    The combined DEN-HEX force pushed through the wormhole into the Heartland area of human space and retaliated, attacking several CIA platforms in response. The outnumbered Empire fleets abandoned the area and fled, they are currently waiting for the larger alien force to make their next move from their hiding places.
     

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