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First Encounter: Strait of Roylaii Apr 10, 2022 22:46:34 GMT

Post by The U.S. of Denis Pavel on Apr 10, 2022 22:46:34 GMT

A Denis Pavelian warship is carrying twenty MBTs to the Minuvan Iron Guard to reinforce their positions.
Rain is pouring down onto the deck, the weather wasn't the best. But the cargo has to be delivered on time.

The captain speaks to one of the officers on board:

C: "Esti sigur ca ar trebuii sa aducem atatea tancuri la acei rotondieni?" ( You sure we should bring this many tanks to those rotondians? )
O: "Hai ca odata ce ne securizam garda de fier de acolo, putem si noi sa ne extindem. Gandestete la ce vacante frumoase putem avea." ( Once we secure our iron guard there, we could expand. Think of all the beautiful vacations we will have. )
C: "Daca zici tu." (If you say so.)

Last Edit: Apr 10, 2022 22:49:58 GMT by The U.S. of Denis Pavel

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First Encounter: Strait of Roylaii Apr 11, 2022 2:01:51 GMT

Post by Jesia on Apr 11, 2022 2:01:51 GMT

Inside the rusty cage of a command deck, the warrior-poet speaks to the holy fighters

"Rainy night sky..... lighting striking upon the ocean surface. The trumpets of war and glory blare. Our hearts beat, blessed upon us by Lord Akira, the ship of treasures. Each bounty makes us stronger. We are not the savage pirate, who seeks treasure upon only himself! We are disciples of the Emperor! We are immortal warriors who fight for the Lord! Stand ye those who deem themselves worthy!"

Raising from kneeling, five soldiers, holding refined steel firearms, their helmets glow a menacing red. They put their weaponry, and hold on to their arms, raising both of them to the sky, and yelling the most significant word in all of the Jesian language. Banzai!

"BANZAI! BANZAI! BANZAI!"

"WE SERVE THE RISING SUN HIMSELF! WE SERVE THE HOLY DUTY OF THE EMPEROR AND THE WILL OF THE CREATOR!"
"BANZAI! BANZAI! BANZAI!"
"The rising sun will shine upon us... do not disappoint"

The armor, manufactured and crafted with the most advanced technologies available, using advanced material that was neither steel nor plastic, but a familiar similarity to both. It has plates going off the shoulders, in a repeating manner as well as red in color.

The firearm. Of the nation's design. Created from the ground up, inspired by stolen and scavenged foreign designs, as well as having independent creation of its own. Its rough rectilinear shape made those who yielded it look minuscule in comparison. It has a nasty fiery shot, the shot run off like a laser shot.

The helmet, is the part Jesians love to put the most work into. The Jesians believe in showing valor and glory in combat. To shy away from this is uncanny to them. So, to show off your bravery, helmets come in a wide array of differing designs. The helmet, was almost pitch black except for the two bright blue horns sticking out from the top. The helmet has a menacing grin, sharp teeth, and an ugly nostril. The eyes are dark red, etched in such a way to stare at whoever looks upon the helmet with its cold unblinking eyes. Red patterns decorate the helmet, with each design created with extreme detail.

The men, were some of the greatest soldiers to serve. They have seen war, they were born in war. They serve the will of the Emperor and the divine thought of the Lord. Prime warrior worthy to die in combat. They want it, they need it. Nothing else matters.

Suddenly, the ship detects something on the radar

(Captain.... we are reading something unusual here...")
(Unusual? Something wrong with the weather?)
(No. See the radar? Something is wrong with it. One minute its detecting something... then the next second its like nothing there!)
(Let me see this!)

The radar scans once, nothing is showing.

The radar scans again. Nothing as well.

Then, a quick blip passes by.

Nothing again

(See that? It disappears!)

(Wait a second kid....)

The radar scans. Nothing

Scans again. The blip is shown again.

The captain mentally notes the position of the blip

The radar scans. Nothing

Scans again. The blip. It's only a few feet away

(Oh g-)

Seconds after that, a massive explosion hits the side of the warship. The crew is in disarray, chaos has taken. From the burning ship, five soldiers jump off onto the main deck. The placid soldiers walk to nearby soldiers, and callously shoot them. All of them are dead-shots. The alarms blare, armed navy-men rush to maintain position. Their guns.... their guns are shooting bright burning lights!

(CALL COMMAND! TELL THEM WE ARE UNDER ATTACK FROM UNKNOWN HOSTILE FORCE!)
(YES SIR! Command! Command! Respond immediately we are under attack from unknown hostile force, our ship is damaged and men are KIA! I repeat we are under attack!)

The radio blurs out scrambled words and noises. Then from the radio, a calm uncanny voice speaks out

"Gomen'nasai. Mo komando ni setsuzoku dekimasen. Mo teokuredesu."

(What the hell is wrong with... Call command!)

(I'm trying!)
"Gomen. You should all just accept the inevitable. Relax and sit down. The sharp blade rests upon your neck already."

The room pauses in silence

(Screw it, all men to the front position now! Five of them versus all of us!)

(Yes sir!)

(You... keep trying to get through to command.)

(Yes sir!)

The sound of gunfire draws closer

Last Edit: Apr 11, 2022 2:28:58 GMT by Jesia

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First Encounter: Strait of Roylaii Apr 11, 2022 8:50:39 GMT

Post by The U.S. of Denis Pavel on Apr 11, 2022 8:50:39 GMT

O: "Ce dracu se aude?"
C: "Nu imi place cum suna. Alerta echipajul, toata lumea la pozitii de lupta!"
O: "Si cu tancurile ce facem?"
C: "Da-le dracu! Vrei sa mai tresti o zii?"

The crew hurries over to battle stations.

The tanks are lowered into the ship's hull.

Most look to the smoke in the distance. Where is that coming from? Who or what is there?

Last Edit: Apr 12, 2022 16:20:48 GMT by The U.S. of Denis Pavel

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First Encounter: Strait of Roylaii Apr 13, 2022 1:44:20 GMT

Post by Jesia on Apr 13, 2022 1:44:20 GMT

From the smoke, the soft glow of the red lights can be seen

"Captain! There!"
The men fire their weapons at the lights, but the lights remain still. Heavy metal clanks can be heard drawing closer and closer, until it is revealed. Armored men, in dark armor with glowing helmets. It wasn't even a second later before the figure shot at the men

"Hold position! Fire again!"

Their weapons fire at the armored figure, however it was ineffective at hitting it. It almost seemed like it went past it without stoppage! It continued marching forward, shooting at whoever was in its sights. Suddenly, from the side

"Fire!"

A tank fired its round point blank into the soldier, destroying a majority of its torso and splattering its guts across the deck

"Great freakin job private!" yells the captain "One down... many more to go!"

It wasn't long before they were once interrupted by gunfire. The sailors hurried to respond back, only to be met by death. The tank turned its gun towards the figures, firing at them. Missed shot again and again, until the warriors charged at the tank, firearms aiming to the engine. The hot plasma-like fire destroyed parts of the track and hull, rendering the tank on fire. The storm raged on and harder, as rain obscured everything in line of sight. The shipped rocked back and forth, while lighting stuck everywhere.

The battle wasn't in their favor. The death-machines continued on, destroying all those who stuck in their path. Most of the ship was on fire, the corpses of brave men littered the deck. It was just the captain and a few men left.

"Have you managed to get through to command!?" yells the captain

"Almost... there..... done!" says the private "Command! We have an emergence! Hostile enemy force attacking our ship! Our coordinates have been sent! Send reinforcements ASAP! I repeat, we are under attack!"

The heavy clanks of their footsteps drew nearer. The soft red glow grew closer. It was inevitable

"I didn't join the navy to die like this...." said the captain "Whoever these are.... I'll show them a tough time to the very end. I wont die without taking a few of those bitches with me!" he yelled out while raising his pistol, "We don't have an escape men... I say we die fighting... for the glory of everything Denis Pavel!"

"For the glory of everything Denis Pavel!" the sailors repeated

Their final stand, it did little to stop them. They died with honor, but did little damage at all. Their bodies now lay on the deck, the ship damaged. The Jesian soldiers override the ship, and start sailing it to an unknown destination. Mission success .