----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, November 20, 2000 7:00 PM
Subject: [TGOD] My Prologue
>
> Pablo adjusted his helmet. The TIE simulator was top of the line, and
> the helmet was definitely no exception. In fact, it was more expensive
> than the rest of the simulator, or even a dozen such simulators. It
> was quite possibly the most important device the SRDC would be working
> on for a long time.
>
> "Begin."
>
> The simulator started up. His squadron boiled out from the launch bay
> of the ISD _Indestructible_, bound for the Rebel fleet. He goosed the
> throttle up to full, and rocketed around Endor, far ahead of the
> Capital ships. His squadron followed suit, and all around him were the
> hundreds of TIEs. He was a squad leader, and therefore flew a TIE
> interceptor. A venerable craft, he reflected.
>
> As the Rebel fleet detected the trap, he made his decision.
>
> "Activate system, code 'Gamma-Omega-Zero.'"  Power flushed though him.
> His mind was fully attuned to the Interceptor. Cold, calculating
> thoughts overtook his mind. The system performed hundreds of thousands
> of calculations each second, optimizing his flight performance. He
> grinned, it was working perfectly.
>
> He waded into battle, scoring three kills in the first five seconds of
> combat. He roared through squads of Rebel fighters, blasting some to
> scrap, leaving other in his wake. He registered that his wingmen were
> no longer with him. One was dead, the other was embroiled in a
> dogfight. He barked an order for him to join squad number two, to
> replace a casualty, and rolled around to rescue him. The X-Wings never
> saw it coming. He came from behind, vaporizing one with a clean quad-burst
> to the fuselage.  He snapped a quick shot that knocked another's right
> wings off. It fell into an uncontrolled spin. His wingman came around
> to assist him, but it seemed the rebels were--
>
> Suddenly, an X-Wing dropped in from just ahead, guns blazing. The
> lasers lanced out at him.
>
> The system took over instantly. Time slowed, until he was registering
> milliseconds as clearly as minutes. Infinite speed, infinite
> precision. It was all that mattered.
>
> Time resumed, Pablo deftly hopped over the bolts, blasting the X-Wing
> as he went. That was when everything went to Hell.
>
> ----=====----
>
> "Sir, his neuro-kinetics are in the red!  The system will overload
> soon. We have to stop the test immediately!" the tech said.
>
> The senior researcher was not so anxious. "He gave orders that the
> test would not be stopped. We will follow them."
>
> "Very well, sir."
>
> ----=====----
>
> Pablo was in the shafts. Directly ahead of him was the cursed fighter
> group that had destroyed the Death Star. But now, it would be
> different. As they broke into the vast reactor core, Pablo snapped a
> shot at the lead fighter. The X-Wing burst into flame as its fuel
> supply detonated. Next, the Millennium Falcon. Pablo used his lasers
> like a hose, spraying single shots into its aft. The shields came
> down, and after that, the hull cracked.
>
> The light freighter exploded brilliantly, and he roared through the
> flames. "Mission complete."
>
> But the system did not want it to be complete. Information roared into
> him, filling him. His consciousness expanded, his head felt as if it
> would burst. The explosive power threw him into physical convulsions.
> There was one question to be asked, and one alone.
>
> "WHO IS MY ENEMY!?!" he shouted to the simulator.
>
> The system was too much. He reached for the kill switch. If he didn't
> hit it soon, he was going to--
>
> he was going to--
> he was going to--
>
> ----=====----
>
> "My God!  Sir, the neurokinetics have gone off the scale!  He should be
> dead!"
>
> "SHUT IT DOWN!!!"
>
> "I can't, the circuits are fried!"
>
> ----=====----
>
> --be just fine.
>
> Pablo's hand dropped to his side. Finally, everything was all right.
>
> He flicked the comm switch. "Head technician. I need to consult the
> doctors about some surgery. Yes, I could perform much better with
> this 'Zero System' in my mind at all times."
>
> He laughed.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Lord Rog" <rog1@btinternet.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 22, 2000 4:13 PM
Subject: Re: [TGOD] My Prologue

> Star Marshall, I formally request a temporary alliance between the SGE and the
> Omnipotent Triumvirate to combat this new threat to inter-galactic security.
> The terms of this treaty will be that in all actions that are taken to
> counter this threat our governments will participate in joint military
> consultation and planning. However under normal circumstances our forces
> will act independently of each other while following the aforementioned
> agreed course of action. Incidentally Imperial Intelligence has received
> information that the evil one (TOWNMNBS) has again surfaced and I call on
> all involved powers to help destroy this piece of pond life.
>
> I await your response,
>
> Vir Rog

----- Original Message -----
From: "WeeMadAndo" <weemadando@start.nofuckingspam.start.com.au>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 22, 2000 9:08 PM
Subject: [TGOD] The real Jihad starts now
>
> The dying star burned a fierce blue, its cold light spilling across the void
> and bathing its system in deadly radiation. A solitary vessel drifts in the
> system, a derelict space station, floating above what was once a beautiful
> world, but is now a blasted orb of scarred hills and dry oceans. Near the
> ancient station a point in space flickered then suddenly flared as a
> jump-point formed. A massive vessel floated out of the jump-point moving
> forward towards the space station. "Confirmed Sir, that's what the probe
> detected. It certainly looks like there was once life in this system. Send
> a shuttle across to that station, I want to see if there is anything left
> aboard."  A small shuttle departs from the Explorer classes hangar and moves
> towards the derelict.
>
> The massive stations slowly rotates as it orbits the planet, providing a
> small amount of gravity onboard, the shuttle moves towards the hulking
> station and begins to scan its surface for any sign of a docking bay. As
> the shuttle moves along the stations axis its rotation suddenly brings a
> massive strut into the path of the vessel. "Shit, take evasive action!"
>   "Too late, were gonna hit!
>   "Move it!  Reverse thrust!"
>   "Reversing thrust, full burn!"
>   "We're not going to make it . . ." A tortured scream fills the vessel as
> the hull is raked by the struts ragged end.
>   "Damage report!"
>   "We've got a minor hull breach in the cargo compartment, that's been
> automatically sealed. Its of no concern. The strut nailed two of our
> thrusters though and also knocked one of our engine nacelles. We have about
> 20% manoeuvrability."
>   "We can manage with that, just get the Magellan to send us a few Tonkas
> and we'll be OK."
>   "Magellan, this is shuttle 3, we have taken damage and request assistance,
> over. Repeat Magellan this is shuttle 3 we have taken damage and request
> assistance, over."
>   "This is Magellan, we'll have some Tonkas to you in a minute. Move away
> from the derelict if possible."
>   "Roger that. Attempting pull out."  The shuttle strained against its
> inertia as the retros fired in order to stabilise it and move away. "Holy
> shit, another obstruction!" A module previously obscured by the bulk of the
> station swings around and swats the shuttle. "Mayday, mayday, this is
> shuttle 3, we are out of control with no hope of recovering, requesting
> medivac flight launched, we will be going atmospheric in approximately 2
> minutes!"
>   "Shuttle 3 this is Magellan, that shuttle isn't designed to go
> atmospheric!"
>   "Then lets hope that she can take it!"  The brown surface of the planet
> fills the cockpit windows as the surface slowly becomes more and more
> detailed. The tension in the cockpit is unbearable, a painful wailing
> begins as the outer edges of the atmosphere begins to make contact with the
> speeding shuttle. "C'mon baby, we have to stop the rotation, we have to
> stabilise, can you do it for us baby?"  The pilot manipulates the controls
> of the crippled vessel and slowly its rotation speed decreases, then
> eventually the shuttle stabilises.
>   "Attention crew this is Flt Lt Chabyrsky we have about 3 minutes until we
> will, um, land the shuttle, everyone gear up for EVA. We don't know what
> the atmosphere is going to be like, but early analysis shows that it won't
> be breathable."
>
> The ancient ruins stood starkly against the horizon, they're once proud
> marble pillars now coated with the he same red dust as the rest of the
> planet. A blazing stream of fire crosses the horizon and moves towards the
> ancient structures, constantly growing in intensity. It passes overhead in
> complete silence, followed seconds later by a thunderous roar that shakes
> the ruins. The ship crashes into the ground, plowing a massive furrow
> several kilometres long as it bleeds off its momentum. Finally it comes to
> rest in the midst of a ruined city, buildings around it tremble as the shock
> of the impact rock their decaying foundations. A massive dust cloud floats
> gently above, no breeze to stir or move it as the shuttles external lights
> flicker on. "Status check."
>   "We are deeply in the shit. Complete system failures, lots of pressure
> loss, reactors are down, we are running off battery power. Comms are dead,
> but the Magellan should have been able to track us in. We have up to one
> and a half days survivability with current systems."
>   "That's enough, we should only have to wait a few hours for the Magellan
> to get an atmospheric shuttle to us. In the meantime, lets check out the
> surrounding area, it looks like we have landed in the middle of a city."
>   "OK sir, airlocks appear to be functioning so we won't have to lose any of
> our atmosphere. But make sure that our suits have the radiation shielding
> in place, this place doesn't have much in the way of an ozone layer."
>
> The three crewmen stepped out of the shuttles airlock and into the desolate
> ruins of a dead city. Its buildings towered high into the sky, or once
> might have, the skeletons of the structures still rose high above the heads
> of the men. "No life signs. Not even bacteria. This is a dead world."
>   "Look at the architecture. Strange mix of classical and the hyper
> advanced. Check out this building over here, it looks like it is one of
> those new crystalline buildings."
>   "Yeah, what's the add campaign?  Growing your home, one room at a time."
>   "One of my friends invested in one, it took nearly a year and a half just
> to grow the foundations."
>   "Ha, hey, look at this, some kind of plaque on the building. Either its
> been severely damaged over time or its the most fucked up script I've ever
> seen."  The pilot crouched to crush the choking red dust off the plaque.
> "Can't recognise the language. What do you think?"
>   "I think this place warrants a full investigation."
>   "If everything here just 'died', then, where are all the bodies?"
>   "Decomposed?"
>   "No, the bacteria are dead too, so what would decompose them?"
>   "Shit. This is getting weird. I recommend that we try and get the comms
> back up so that we can contact the Magellan and give them an update. We'll
> need a full investigative crew down here."
>
> Onboard the Magellan the captain laboured furiously over his starcharts
> trying to locate the nearest hyperspace beacon. "Ensign!"
>   "Yes, sir."  A smartly dressed young woman stood up and moved over to the
> captains small alcove above the bridge.
>   "Send a message to The Archangel by any means available. Tell them to
> mobilise a defensive taskforce and an investigative unit. Location, twelve
> niner seven by two four six off the beacon. Put a priority Red-1 flag on
> the message."
>   "Yes, sir.", the captain looked at her as she walked off, straight from the
> academy that was clear. Must have got her on the last refit. It was hard
> enough to keep track of such a massive crew, but with such important
> missions it became all the harder to worry about both the men and the
> mission. Oh well, he'd have to organise himself a bit better and get those
> officers luncheons and crew functions happening again. "Engineering?"  the
> captain activated his commlink to the ships main comm circuit.
>   "Engineering here. Orders?"
>   "Get a construction party out, I want a jumpgate constructed here and once
> its up, get a beacon in place, this is going to be very heavily trafficked
> in the next few days."
>   "Roger, mobilising construction unit now."
>
> An atmospheric shuttle emerges from the hangar and moves towards the planet,
> gradually increasing its angle of attack such that it passes into the
> atmosphere as rapidly as possible. Speeding towards the crash site it
> records the surface of the planet in detail as it passes over many other
> ruined cities and geological formations. Before flaring out and landing a
> few kilometres from the crash. "Shuttle 3 this is rescue 1, we have landed
> two kilometres magnetic south of your current position. Please respond
> over."
>   "Rescue 1, shuttle 3 here, moving towards your location. RV in
> approximately half an hour."
>
> As the shuttle moved back into orbit several hours later jump-points blossomed
> into existence all around the Magellan. Jihad vessels pour out of them, two
> more Explorer classes move into orbit and many warships instantly being to
> form a defensive perimeter. Battle Crabs shimmer into existence and move
> into hiding places around the system. All of the jump-points close as the
> vessels disperse. Then a final jump-point opens and a lone whitestar cruises
> out and moves straight towards the Magellan. The captain of the Magellan
> looks at his display, horrified,   "Is that -"
>   "Jihad-1, confirmed Sir."  the entire bridge falls silent and looks to the
> captain.
>   "Everyone in full dress uniform now damnit!  Attention all crew members,
> full dress uniform parade in the hangar bay in, what's their ETA?"
>   "Ten minutes."
>   "Full dress parade in the hangar in ten minutes!  Move it everyone!
> Skeleton crew remain on the bridge, essential stations only. Shit."  The
> captain sprints out of his office and down the corridor towards his
> quarters. "Shit shit shit shit shit shit."
>
> The Whitestar nearly fills the massive hangar, its vulture like form
> inspiring a sense of awe and dread in the assembled crew. A figure stalks
> down its ramp, towering over his power-armoured guards, a flowing black
> trenchcoat and black peaked hat adding to his already intimidating presence.
> "Now, captain, Stavros is it not?" his voice is calming, warm, but not
> condescending.
>   "Ye- Yes, sir.", the Captain stumbles slightly and stutters as he tries to
> speak.
>   "I understand your survey team has made quite a discovery."
>   "Yes, sir. A-, a- a strange world, it seems to have been made completely
> uninhabitable by the star that it orbits. Massive radiation levels combined
> with an atmosphere that appeared to have been burnt off -"
>   "Burnt off?  Walk with me captain."  The supreme commander of the Jihad
> walks calmly out of the shuttlebay, pausing only briefly to throw the
> occasional glance at the assembled crew. "Tsk tsk," he notices one Lt whose
> service ribbons hang awkwardly. The Lt is frozen in terror as WeeMadAndo
> strides towards him, his face a deep red and sweat forming on his brow he
> looks as if he is about to faint. WeeMadAndo reaches out and adjusts the
> service ribbons. "Ah, I see you served in the campaign against the CR fleet
> a few months ago, pray tell what vessel?"
>   "The Aeneas sir."  The Lt, is terrified, squirming as he stands just
> inches away from his supreme commander.
>   "That ship was involved in a brutal firefight wasn't it, more than 75%
> losses to the crew."
>   "Yes, sir."
>   "You did a good job. That assignment wasn't easy. But it was essential,
> I'm sorry for the losses of any of your friends."  he pats the Lt on his
> shoulder and begins walking off with the captain again.
>
>   "Look at this. The crystalline structure is amazing, so complex that it
> defies belief. Yet going by the sizes of the formation I'd say that it was
> developed rapidly. This entire building took no more than a few days to
> grow."  The archaeologist stands back and looks up at the spire towering
> above them. The geologist is still stooped over the "roots" of the
> building.
>   "Architecture is very strange, I don't understand it, it doesn't fit into
> any period of the known galactic history of any culture. The conventional
> buildings over there however seem to fit into the classical period of human
> history, while those over in that quarter of the city are of a mid-empire
> Coruscant design. its like this was the homeworld of hundreds of refugee
> races."
>   "That fits with the building designs, so this was just a home for the
> missing and lost. The abandoned peoples?"
>   "Possibly. I'm going to search for some more writing samples. Tell me if
> you find anything more."  The archaeologist moved away towards the classical
> quarter of the city where many of her colleagues were working. Shuttles
> moved backwards and forwards delivering supplies and materials to the base
> camp while returning artefacts and data toe the Explorer class vessels
> floating above. As she watched one shuttle fly particularly low she
> stumbled and fell landing next to a small marble step on the ground. "Shit.
> My fucking knee hurts like hell already and I have to go and fall on it."
> As she stands a portion of the earth she is standing on drops away, then
> more and more. Suddenly realising what is happening she leaps towards the
> other side of the marble step as a final piece of earth drops away revealing
> a small stairway down to a crystalline door. She fumbles with her radio,
> "ah, I think I may have stumbled onto something major here. Activating
> beacon."  She pushes a stake-like object ground. A flare shoots from the
> top of it and a strobelight activates and people begin converging on her
> position. She moves down the stairs and begins to try and translate what
> had been written on the door.
>
>   "The truth lies within?"
>   "That's what it said. In over a dozen recognised languages and a score
> that we don't know yet, but by using this as a template I think we will be
> able to begin decoding their languages as well. This is a Rosetta stone for
> us to work with. Once we have decoded what the particular words are in the
> other languages on the stone, we will have something to work with for the
> decoding of all the other signs and documents around the cities."  The
> briefing hall was filled with academics, military personnel, diplomats and a
> host of civilian staff. All were seated around a massive circular table
> looking at the hologram of the door in front of them.
>   "This is amazing. Who knows what is behind there!  It could be a library
> of sorts, anything!  Just think of what we could learn."
>   "Calm down," WeeMadAndo's soft voice seemed to be more powerful than any
> other in the room, immediately quieting it, "All we know is that there is a
> door with writing on it. I am a student of history and know what prizes may
> lie beyond, which is s why I am spending so much time here overseeing our
> excavations and explorations. I want to know what's behind door No. 1, so
> tomorrow you people get to work on opening that door. But before you do,
> get a biodome set up over the entrance, we don't know what state the inside
> is in so we don't want to contaminate it."
>
> Inside the biodome security was amazing, armed guards wearing their massive
> power armour were everywhere, several airlocks and decompression facilities
> marked both the way into the dome and the way towards the door. "Scans
> indicate that pressure on the inside of the door is approximately 1.3
> atmospheres. Pressurise us up to that. Everyone, full level IV encounter
> suits are on and checked?"  General nods from the people covered by thick
> layers of plastic protecting themselves from whatever may be inside, and
> whatever may be inside from them. "Begin cutting of the hinges. And get
> that lifting frame in place, this door is going to come off and be lifted up
> in one piece people, no fuckups."  The technicians moved up to he door with
> powerful cutting tools, and began test drilling, laser and plasma cutting
> of the material.
>   "Plasma cutting appears to be the most effective. Maximum cutting
> achieved and 0.42% distortion around it."
>   "Go ahead with plasma cutting."  The men moved back as a frame is set in
> place. A searing flash of light temporarily blinds a few unwary observers
> as plasma spills out of the frame severing the door. "Lift it clear!  OK
> everyone, are we ready to see what's inside?"  The door lifts clear of its
> rest and reveals a dark cavern. "Lights!"
>   "Lights coming online."
>   "Any readings on life-forms?"
>   "Nothing, its just as dead as the rest of the world. Slightly higher
> nitrogen content in the atmosphere though."
>   "Move in."  The cavern filled with light the moment abeam hit the wall,
> the crystalline structure was perfectly faceted so that light would diffuse
> throughout it when a beam was focused on any point. The entire room was
> full of shelves of books, data crystals, primitive magnetic storage devices,
> scrolls and a host of other unidentified material.
>   "My God, its like nothing I've ever seen."
>   "This could be the combined knowledge and works of the 36 species that we
> know lived here."
>   "What an amazing thought. So much knowledge, so much potential."
>   "Get started with the the holocams, the entire room is to be canvassed
> before we touch anything.  Understand. We want a perfect record of how this
> looked before we got involved."
>
> That evening at the debriefing the air was filled with such excitement that
> several calls for order were made before the room settled enough for the
> chief archaeologist's speech to commence.  "This is the single greatest
> find, ever.  Its that simple, nothing of this scale has ever been found
> before on any world.  We believe that stored in this cavern," he activated
> the holographic footage taken by his team, "Is the combined knowledge, art
> and miscellaneous works of at what was our last count, 36 civilisations."
>   "Thirtysix!" the diplomats look shocked.
>   "Indeed, it is possible that this repository of knowledge was created due
> tot he fact that they knew what was going to happen and hid this wealth of
> information from who, or whatever was destroying their world.  I'd estimate
> that even with all of our resources working on this it could be up to three
> months before we have any solid leads as to what civilisations had moved
> here.  In the meantime, I would like to request the use of ground troops to
> conduct, careful, and I do emphasise careful, building to building searches
> of the city for any computers or other devices which may have been used to
> read some of the storage devices."
>
> Several months later, just days before the official unveiling of the Wok
> Around the Clock.
>
> WeeMadAndo relaxed in his massive leather armchair, looking out onto the
> everchanging visage of hyperspace.  The door to his quarters opened without
> warning and by reflex he spun in the chair snatching his rail-pistol off the
> desk and levelling it at the interloper.  "Ah, captain Stavros, how good to
> see you again.  I take it you bring news of the Dead Planet Scrolls?"
>   "Indeed sir, most interesting news too.  It would appear that the research
> team has completed the preliminary translations of the last entries of many
> of the data crystals and books.  It appears that a massive battle destroyed
> their homeworld."
>   "How?"
>   "The scrolls spoke of an ancient evil known as The One Whose Name Must Not
> Be Spoken, they were afraid of it and it appears that it rose in their
> corner of the galaxy.  It destroyed many worlds, and the survivors of those
> worlds were drawn to the planet that we found.  There they hid for many
> years until in a final apocalyptic battle many races joined forces to throw
> back TOWNMNBS and in the process burned off several layers of the atmosphere
> of the planet.  Then out of fear or haste they launched weapons into he sun
> in an attempt to make it supernova, in order to wipe out TOWNMNBS fleet
> before it had a chance to escape, obviously oblivious to presence of life on
> the planet below.  They didn't have sufficient firepower and the star merely
> changed form over the decades into the blue giant that it is now.  The
> inhabitants of the planet attempted to build a vessel to carry them to a new
> safe haven, that ship that was in orbit was evidently it, but some disaster
> befell it and the radiation and changing atmosphere killed the peoples
> living there.  it is possible that a bio-plague similar to our own
> 'Exterminatus' was used in the final battle as well, as there are reports of
> mass deaths from a disease with no cure.  That would also explain the
> complete lack of any organic life.  So they sealed their knowledge beneath
> the ground and allowed themselves to die.  Quite something really."
>   "Any idea who the races that fought back against TOWNMNBS were?"
>   "No mention of them in the records besides the mentions of the massive
> battles in the system.  They came, conquered and left without ever seeing."
>   "Well, anything else?"
>   "Yes, possibly the most important thing of all.  TOWNMNBS appears to have
> been a troll.  The similarities in biological descriptions and -"
>   "Trolls?  The same species we are sworn to destroy?"
>   "As I was saying sir they appear to have been the same.  It is quite
> possible that all the troll fleets we have encountered recently have been
> the remnants of this massive fleet that was nearly wiped out.  They might be
> regrouping and preparing for another attempt to take over the known
> multiverse."
>   "Get me into contact with all of our vessels.  They must know what is
> coming.  And mobilise all Jihad assets multiverse wide.  We have a sacred
> war to fight."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 22, 2000 6:16 PM
Subject: [TGOD] Intros, Force Declarations & More
>
> SGE Intelligence has received reports of the Evil One has resurfaced.
>
> CIN Intelligence has received a report from a Black Lightning Recon
> Starfighter that an enormous bozon field has been detected. The fighter
> did not return, pilot presumed MIA. A Space National Guard fighter
> managed to scout out and return - with the pilot nearly dead. On his
> harness was etched the word "TOWNMNBS."
>
> CIN Intelligence has received information that the ATJ & SRDC are
> beginning fleet mobilizations.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "MKSheppard" <ryanwolf@erols.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 22, 2000 10:39 PM
Subject: [TGOD] Opening it all.....
>
> On 23 Nov 2000 02:16:39 GMT, phong.nguyen@usa.net (Phong Nguyen) wrote:
>
> >Here's some free information:
> >
> >SGE Intelligence has recieved reports of the Evil One has resurfaced.
> >
> >CIN Intelligence has recieved a report from a Black Lightning Recon
> >Starfighter that an enormous bozon field has been detected. The fighter
> >did not return, pilot presumed KIA. A Space National Guard fighter
> >managed to scout out and return - with the pilot nearly dead. On his
> >harness was etched the word "TOWNMNBS."
>
> [Receiving satellite transmission from SEATO ground forces
> on the Iowa/Nebraska border - in the No Man's Land that
> separates the Kynsian Imperate and SEATO]
>
>
> 5....4....3....2....1.....
>
> TRANSMISSION RECIEVED
>
> DivX ;) protocol detected. Synchronyzing.....
>
> BEGIN TRANSMISSION.......
>
> <sound of wailing>
>
> <wailing drowned out by large caliber automatic weapon fire>
>
> "Shit! This is Sheppard to all ASVSers who can hear me!
> TOWNMBS has escaped! Repeat, TOWNMBS has escaped! Me and my
> squad are enaging the TOWNMBS-mutated citizens of a border
> town!...SHIT! WATCH OUT!"
>
> <Long ripping burst of 7.62mm automatidc fire ensues>
>
> "Where's the Sarge, dammit! Where's Dalton!" screamed Sheppard.
>
> "The Sarge is gone! Let's get the fuck out of here!" a SEATO
> trooper screamed in reply.
>
> _Shit!_ thought Sheppard. It had all started so quietly...A small
> 'probing' mission into the Kynsian Imperate to detect strange happenings
> had been diverted because several SEATO listening posts
> had gone off-line.
>
> Arriving at the border town of Springfield, Sheppard and his patrol
> found out the horrible truth: All of the town's citizens had been
> mutated by exposure to TOWNMBS' intense Bozon field into TOWNMBS
> clones.
>
> Grunting, Sheppard pulled the trigger on his General Electric
> M134 Minigun (the gun arnie used in T2), and walked the line of
> tracers onto the advancing hordes of TJ clones, interrupting the
> ghastly shrieks of "Watts and Joules are interchangeable! WAAHHH!"
> with hot lead....
>
> Hundreds of TJs went down, their bodies shredded by the intense fire
> coming from the SEATO squad...but it was too late....There were
> too many of them....
>
> <Uy53-91y57865yth 89ng8 .......TRANSMISSION TERMINATED AT SOURCE>
>
> <RETRY>
>
> <FAIL>
>
> <RETRY>
>
> <FAIL>
>
> Deep inside SEATOs computer system, a program that everyone had hoped
> would never be used came to life....
>
> <ACTIVICATING THE JONES PROTOCOLS>
>
> <UPLINK WITH NZIZ COMPLETE>
>
> <UPLINK TO O'FARRELL FLEET COMPLETE>
>
> <UPLINK TO KYNSIAN IMPERATE COMPLETE>
>
> <UPLINK TO EVERYONE ELSE COMPLETE>
>
> <JONES PROTOCOL FOLLOWS....>
>
> "..Gentlebeings of ASVS...the unthinkable has happened. TOWNMBS has
> returned. As of now, I request that all emnities be placed aside
> for the moment, as TOWNMBS threatens to destroy all that we hold
> dear. Stage One of The Jones Protocols is being implemented.
>
> SEATO ammo dumps are now breaking out TJRIN, a special type of
> Sarin nerve gas that affects only trolls, and the chemical
> formulaes are being transmitted to you now...All US Military
> forces have been placed on DefCon One thanks to our secret
> back door into Cheyenne Mountain. PVO (Russian Air Defense Command)
> and the Strategic Rocket Forces have also gone to high-level alert..."
Skip to Chris's reply

----- Original Message -----
From: "Spyda" <NmO.SjP.AwM.rus@paradise.net.nz>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 22, 2000 9:25 PM
Subject: Re: [TGOD] Opening it all.....

> MKSheppard wrote:
> >
>
> > <UPLINK WITH NZIZ COMPLETE>
>
> All alone in space, freely floating throughout the cosmos, a com piece (still
> attached to the free floating ear of a long dead and dismembered NINZ com
> officer) recieves a message:
>
> > "..Gentlebeings of ASVS...the unthinkable has happened. TOWNMBS has
> > returned. As of now, I request that all emnities be placed aside
> > for the moment, as TOWNMBS threatens to destroy all that we hold
> > dear. Stage One of The Jones Protocols is being implemented.
> >
> > SEATO ammo dumps are now breaking out TJRIN, a special type of
> > Sarin nerve gas that affects only trolls, and the chemical
> > formulaes are being transmitted to you now...All US Military
> > forces have been placed on DefCon One thanks to our secret
> > back door into Cheyenne Mountain. PVO (Russian Air Defense Command)
> > and the Strategic Rocket Forces have also gone to high-level alert..."
>
> Meanwhile, back at the secrete base:
> "Hey wouldn't it be funny if someone sent an urgent message to the NINZ
> platform informing us of TOWNMNBS' return?" said Sky Marshal Spyda
> "That would be pretty funny sir. Although they wouldn't get very far, what
> with you blowing it up and everything."
>
> All of a sudden, Spyda's cell phone started beeping.
> "Hang on, I've got Email redirection straight to my cellphone."
>
> (Use a fixed width font to view)
>
>                 N O K I A
>     __________________________________________________________________
>    /             [VODAPHONE NZ]                                       \
>   /                                                                    \
>  |  "..Gentlebeings of ASVS...the unthinkable has happened. TOWNMBS has|
>  |  returned. As of now, I request that all emnities be placed aside   |
>  |  for the moment, as TOWNMBS threatens to destroy all that we hold   |
>  |  dear. Stage One of The Jones Protocols is being implemented.       |
>  |                                                                     |
> _|  SEATO ammo dumps are now breaking out TJRIN, a special type of     |
> _|  Sarin nerve gas that affects only trolls, and the chemical         |
> -|  formulaes are being transmitted to you now...All US Military       |
> -|  forces have been placed on DefCon One thanks to our secret         |
> -|  back door into Cheyenne Mountain. PVO (Russian Air Defense Command)|
> -|  and the Strategic Rocket Forces have also gone to high-level       |
> -|  alert..."                                                          |
> -|                                                                     |
> -|  -----------------------------------------------------              |
> -|  "What you looking at? You never seen a guy who slept               |
> -|   with a fish before?" - John Candy in _Splash_                     |
> /                                                                       \
>
> "GOOD GOD!"

----- Original Message -----
From: "Chris O'Farrell" <ynosmbi@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 22, 2000 10:17 PM
Subject: Re: [TGOD] Opening it all.....

> 1000 kilometers above Earth, Sol
> '...and the Strategic Rocket Forces have also gone to high-level alert...'
> Above the briliant blue and green planet the _O'Farrell's Revenge_ (newly
> upgraded) silently glided in an orbit defined by invisable forces, but
> forces none the less. In her C&C center, Chris O'Farrell, supreme ruler of
> the O'Farrell Hegemony looked every bit the calm starship captain. currently
> he was sitting in the holotank which showed long range visual feeds of an
> area on Earth. Although the Hegemony was a smaller and less powerful force
> then some of the other powers on USENET, she did have several advantages.
> The primary one would be the incredibly powerful and sensitve scanner
> arrays their ships were equiped with. They were several orders of magnitued
> more advanced then the other powers. As such, they were perfectly suited to
> an imediate scanning of the area that the SETO leader claimed was under
> attack by TOWNMNBS. He did not belive it right off, but on USENET several
> things had been going strange lately. The Body collective had apparently
> overnight packed up and like the first ones of B5 moved beyond USENET for
> reasons unknown. This had caused such a massive power shit that he had come
> from Andromida to check it all out himself. Instead, he had found out that
> one of the most insane people had escaped. Someone who made Transcend look
> like a perfectly normal and sane person.
>
> 'Sensors, can you get through that disruption?'
> 'No. The Bozon field is just too high. I have never seen anything like it'
> 'Keep trying. We need to know if its REALLY back'
> 'I'lll do that sir. But the Bozon field is just so high its completely warping
> the STC all around the area. The chances of getting a signal through is
> pretty slim'
> Chris frowned. Not good. He would have to go in.
> 'Signal the flight deck. Prep my fighter and a pair of Corona class attack
> transports for launch from the starboard bays. Have a platoon of power
> troops meet me there. I'm going down.'
> 'Aye' the officer of the deck called back as Chris moved to the bridge
> transporter pad. A second or two later, he was in the hanger. He quickly
> made his way to the changing room and stripped getting into the lightweight
> combat suit, Over this came the light powered armour and atmospheric proof
> seals. He also strapped on his sidearm, a very powerful but lightweight
> pulse phaser pistol with a custom grip. By the time he had finished, the
> platoon had arived as was suited up in their heavy power armour. All he
> needed to tell them were a few instructions. Quickly the 80 men stormed into
> the passenger sections of the transports while he took a turbolift up to the
> ceiling where the fighters were stored in overhead racks like in Imperial
> Star Destroyers. His personal fighter was swarmed with techs detaching
> umbilicals and fuel lines. Getting into the cockpit he sealed the ship.
> Getting a thumbs up, he started the engines and remotely opened the bay
> doors to the hanger. With a jolt, the sturdy craft was lowered into the bay
> and he brought the anti-gravs to full. the 2 attack ships took off and a few
> seconds later he got the green light and released the docking clamps. With
> another jolt the ship detached and smoothly passed through the bay force
> field into space. Forming up, he smoothly moved the Mecha intp formation as
> they reached the atmosphere and screamed down carefuly avoiding the still
> active planatery defence systems.
>
> Via datalink to the _O'Farrells Revenge_ he set a course for the area of
> Sheppards last transmission. As he got closer, the HUD's Bazoon meter
> started to climb. The Bazzoon null field was holding and should do until
> they got to within a few meters of TJ.
>
> Suddenly the forward thrusters on the _Trollslayer_ fired and the 2
> escorting attack ships caught by surprise surged ahead curving back. he
> brought the craft to a full stop as the visual sensors pinged. On the ground
> a few klicks ahead the unmistakable image of a firefight was showing up. he
> keyed his comm.
> 'Sheppards being overun. Get down, get them out of there'. He received an
> acknowldgement and dove for the battle hitting the transformation switch.
> Rapidly the small craft changed from a sleak fighter to a mech, gliding to a
> stop on jump jets. The 2 attack craft screamed to a stop hovering with their
> noses pointed to the sky as troops were dumped from their rears before
> blasting skyward. The were equiped in heavy armour similar to that of the
> Cleaners 'Dark Squad'. Each person had a minigun (smaller then that sheppard
> had been using) in their right hand with a replicator good for 4 hours of
> ammo. In their left was a quad phaser mount. Each had a detachable
> 'backpack' 4 cell missile launcher with beyond the horizen capability as
> well as an ok anti air mode. 80 of them together could put up a wall of fire
> that would make most people run screaming.
>
> But TJ clones did not care.
>
> They rapidly advanced to where Sheppard's party was barely holding off the
> onslaught. Chris provided heavy fire with the twin autocannons and quad
> phaser cannons. He thought about firing a micro quantum..but decided against
> it. These people were just slaves to TJ. he let lose another volly and
> watched as the tracers sliced into the slaves ranks and tore up the ground,
> throwing people left and right....

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Thursday, November 23, 2000 7:47 AM
Subject: Re: [TGOD] Intros, Force Declarations & More

> Fleet Admiral Ranius stood Alliance High Command, personally recieving new
> orders. It was a little awe-inspiring, the chamber was ornate and grand,
> surrounded by isomorphic displays showing every meter of space the Alliance
> has charted. Ranius was surprised at how little it changed though across the
> thousand years that had passed while his forces were cut off after the
> destruction of the Beta Vector wormhole. One of the High Admirals jostled
> him from his thoughts.
>
> "You have your orders, Fleet Admiral."
>
> Ranius gave a sharp slatue, "Yes, Sir!" Then all hell broke loose. Alarms
> blared and lights flared red. Across all the displays, small red dots
> appeared.
>
> "What the hell is going on!"
>
> Reports from all over came in, from all over the Alliance.
> "New Hope Defense Grid reporting, Herald forces are attacking!"
> "Yedagon Starbase 45, As'at'si'xa are renewing their offensive."
> "-are assaulting GSL positions."
> "Chaos cults are-"
> "-Borg are assaulting Zebi-"
> "Zerg broods attacking our positons in Alpha Major, Beta M-"
> "CVA just declared war on Xen-"
> "-Empire has annexed the TGI."
> "This is the USS Adams, something strange is happening in BVec sector, a
> massive Anerix anomaly on Earth. Recommend that Admiral Ranius return as
> soon as possible."
> "-xa are attacking the interlike waygates!"
>
> High Command looked a bit alarmed. Another of the admirals quickly told
> Ranius, "Fleet Admiral, you are given Directive Omega-2. All Alliance forces
> in the Beta Vector Sector are under your independent control, all political
> treaties made by you apply only to them. The frigate group will be recalled.
> The Adams and the D-subs will remain on station. Meet up with the Yedagon
> and GSL taskforces, hurry before the waygates are totally destroyed. May the
> Light shine upon you."
>
> "Yes sir." Behind him, a silver bar cut the air behind him, and a gateway
> formed. He walked though and stepped on board the bridge of one of the
> Hammer of Justice-class Frigates in the frigate group. It began getting
> underway, accelerating to a clear position to fold. The captain had
> everything under control.
>
> Outside, a myriad number of Alliance warships engaged an massive Heralds of
> Darkness fleet. Small, dimunitive fighters dueled at near c and bomber
> delivered continent-shattering payloads. Capital ships exchanged massive
> broadsides at long range. It was a dazzling and chaotic battle, reminding
> Ranius of the Battle of New Byss during the Great War. As the frigate began
> to fold, he saw a colossusal Stellar Defender Battleship fold in, unleashing
> enough firepower to annhiliate star clusters. The battle was assured for the
> Alliance.
>
> Immediately, the view changed to deep space, as the ship folded out.
> Surrounding the frigate was a Restored Yedagon Union strike flotilla and a
> Galactic Stellar League medium taskforce. Quickly the captain ordered the
> extension of the fold field and the fleet folded and arrived at Tau Sigma IV
> as the first waygates' shields failed and were quickly destroyed. The
> As'at'si'xa replaced them with massive FTL disruptors, once again they were
> effectively cut off from the Alliance.
>
> Ranius banged a console in frustration. Those were problems he couldn't
> solve and began trying to figure the problems here.
>
> "Get me on the line with the Hegemony, or CIN, or someone around here, we
> need some information on what's going on at Earth."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Friday, November 24, 2000 5:31 PM
Subject: Re: [TGOD] Intros, Force Declarations & More

> kh216@mediaone.net (Jeff Yuen) wrote in
> <0_aT5.139875$py.16886011@typhoon.we.rr.com>:
>
>
> >"Get me on the line with the Hegemony, or CIN, or someone around here,
> >we need some information on what's going on at Earth."
> >
> Incoming transmission from Confederation Space National Guard warship
> HMCS Victorius, PCVE-586....
>
> LowRes HoloNet Codec detected....
>
> Begin...
>
> "This is HMCS Victorious, to any nearby ships, we are under attack by
> troll forces, repeat, we are under attack! We've losing our escorts -
> there's too many of them! (bright flash from a destroyed gunboat
> temporarily obscures image). Repeat, we are under attack! Shields at 38%
> and falling..."
>
> Switch to scene of fierce fighting reminiscant of Babylon 5. X-shaped
> Aurora fighters dogfight with the Troll delta-shaped Raiders, but are
> badly outnumbered. The supply convoy they were escorting has since been
> completely destroyed, and their interdiction-field generating flagship is
> preventing the Confederate fleet from using any of their stardrives.
>
> "This is Golf Leader, commencing squadron torpedo run...India 3
> initiating dive bombing run....Alpha Leader - my squ..(static)..."
>
> "Sir, Golf Leader reporting a kill - enemy battlecruiser
> destroyed....India Squad has crippled an enemy cruiser....India squad is
> gone! Golf Squad is down to three bombers!"
>
> "Forward shields down to ten percent sir!"
>
> "Full power to shields. Order our remaining fighters to kill that
> interdictor!"
>
> "This is the CAG. We've got twelve fighters, three torp bombers and two
> dive bombers left...commencing our run...now."
>
> "Sir, no effect on the interdictor. Our fighters did not survive the
> run...our escorts are gone. Shields failing..."
>
> "Twenty three torpedoes inbound, sir."
>
>
>
> Transmission terminated at source in unclaimed system AD33-G54E (CIN
> Name).

----- Original Message -----
From: "Crayz9000" <Crayz9000@cow.mailandnews.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Friday, November 24, 2000 9:10 PM
Subject: Re: [TGOD] Intros, Force Declarations & More

> "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net> wrote in message
> news:8FF6D6123phongnguyenusanet@130.133.1.4...
<snip>

> Thirty seconds later...
>
> SCEF Sonoma (Dreadnought II Supercruiser), on a scouting mission forty
> light-years away...
>
> "Sir! Incoming transmission."
>
> "This is HMCS Victorious, to any nearby ships, we are under attack by
> troll forces, repeat, we are under attack! We've losing our escorts -
> there's too many of them! (bright flash from a destroyed gunboat
> temporarily obscures image). Repeat, we are under attack! Shields at 38%
> and falling..."
>
> "Helm! Plot a course to their last known coordinates. At least we can get
> there in twenty minutes."
>
> The massive supercruiser, with its escort of 12 Victory-IIa Star Destroyers,
> quickly jumped to hyperspace. Twenty minutes later, it arrived at the scene.
>
> Commodore Hyalski quickly scanned the battlefield, confirming what the
> sensors reported. Where the HMCS Victorious had once been, there was only
> space junk.
> "Sir! Looks like those trolls are back for more. They've got reinforcements,
> too!"
> He spun around, only to face a young lieutenant. "How many, what types,
> details please?"
> "I'm picking up roughly two dozen ships, each maybe a little stronger than
> our DIIHCs. Plus a couple of Interdictors."
> "We'll wait. Let them come in range of our railguns, and then open fire."
> "Yes, sir."
> He didn't have long to wait. The trolls, impatient as always, charged right
> ahead. The lead cruiser was shredded within seconds of entering the firing
> cone of the Heavy MRG batteries, as the thirty-meter shells tore through the
> hull. As soon as the ship was destroyed, the rest of the troll ships peeled
> off, and began firing plasma torpedoes at the smaller, and less armored,
> Victory-IIAs.
> "Sir, SCEF Armaga reports shield strength dropped to 30%."
> "Armaga is disabled."
> Hyalski winced as a heavily damaged Raider was vaporized within meters of
> the bridge. "Gunnery control, this is the Commodore. Concentrate firepower
> on only two ships at a time." Fair enough, he thought, since it would pick
> off the troll ships more quickly than if he split the fire between all of
> the ships at once. Just then, there was a slight cheer from the crew pit as
> one of the Interdictors violently exploded from the onslaught.
> "Commodore, shields are down to 90% and holding. A troll Raider managed to
> crash into Docking Bay 3, and repair crews are already working on it. Wait-
> no- this can't be happening..." The lieutenant looked up, only to see a
> wounded troll cruiser come in at a level run towards the bridge. Rails
> ripped through the already holey skin of the ship, only slightly jarring it.
> Already, everyone was in a panic, running for the turbolifts, dropping down
> through maintenance hatches, whatever they could do to get away from the
> bridge. The Commodore yanked hard at the Admiral's chair, which flew up to
> reveal an escape hatch. Without thinking, he dropped into it, and started
> going down the ladder. But something told him that he was moving too slowly,
> and so he let go, falling for over a dozen meters before the tube pitched
> sideways. He landed hard on it, and proceeded to slide downwards for over a
> hundred meters, the only thing disturbing him the distant slam of a
> bulkhead. Finally, he arrived at the end, and got out to find the nearest
> transport car to bring him to the auxiliary bridge.
>
> Another troll ship, seeing the seeming success of the one which had rammed
> the bridge of the Sonoma, brought its engines to full power and headed for
> the bow of the Dreadnought.
> "Captain, we've lost the main bridge. Shields are quickly coming back up in
> that area, though. Overall shield strength is down to 70%."
>
> Fifteen minutes later, the battle was essentially over. Only six of the
> twelve VSD-IIAs were left, and the Sonoma was heavily damaged. All troll
> forces were completely destroyed. The remaining SCEF ships quickly jumped to
> hyperspace; to stay was like a death warrant. They knew that within several
> hours, troll ships from all over would converge on that area.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Paradox" <chickmagnet at mindspring dot com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Friday, November 24, 2000 10:27 PM
Subject: Re: [TGOD] Intros, Force Declarations & More

> Begin Intercepted Message Decoding....
> Decoded, Transmitting...
> ^^^^
> SGE Intelligence has recieved reports of the Evil One has resurfaced.
>
>  CIN Intelligence has recieved a report from a Black Lightning Recon
> Starfighter that an enormous bozon field has been detected. The fighter did
> not return, pilot presumed KIA. A Space National Guard fighter managed to
> scout out and return - with the pilot nearly dead. On his harness was etched
> the word "TOWNMNBS."
>
>  CIN Intelligence has recieved information that the ATJ & SRDC are beginning
> fleet mobilizations.
> ^^^^
>
> Commander Paradox walked through the garden of the skyhook hovering over the
> inner surface of Imperial Sphere Delta. Setting the data down on a demarcate
> bench, he rubbed his eyes and looked "up".  A vast network of shipyards and
> manufacturing plants orbited the  sun inside of the Sphere. Thousands of
> double dagger shaped Impstar Treys orbited the shipyards, waiting to be
> supplied with their squadron's of TIE Annihilators or crewmen, who were
> finishing up training sphere-side. Paradox cocked his head towards the
> majestic tower that housed the temporal and force shielding that had been
> recently installed by technicians from the Sixth Sith Empire. Captain Sorbic
> was awaiting a reply from their High Command regarding the distress call
> that had been received days earlier, and just for good measure, mobilized
> half of the Starfleet, a hundred squadron's of ISD MkIII's, to patrol the
> area of space that the Sphere was currently hidden away in. A wing of TIE's
> flew past the skyhook on their way up to their assigned ship, The Blood
> Oath. They waggled their wings in a sign of respect to the Officer Corps
> Skyhook. Paradox gazed for a second at the militaristic beauty of the craft,
> and then turned towards his own ship. Flaming stylized Imperial Gear logos
> were painted on each of the wing pylons, with the silhouettes of dozens of
> different starfighter kills speckled across the hull. Whoever this old and
> feared enemy of this galaxy was, he would feel honored to slam a pair of
> proton torpedoes down his throat.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Transcend" <transcend@cybertown.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, November 27, 2000 5:16 PM
Subject: Re: [TGOD] Intros, Force Declarations & More

> In article <8vnlnf$hua$1@slb6.atl.mindspring.net>,
>   "Paradox" <chickmagnet at mindspring dot com> wrote:
> > <snip>
> > Commander Paradox walked through the garden of the skyhook hovering
> over the
> > inner surface of Imperial Sphere Delta.
> <snip>
>
> -Holonet communications-
>
> Due to some minor bugs in the holonet system we have been unable to
> reply to any major communications for several days. The system is being
> repaired. Please hold, your call is very important to us and will be
> answered in the order in which it was recieved.
>
> <bad music starts playing in the background>

----- Original Message -----
From: "Paradox" <chickmagnet at mindspring dot com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 29, 2000 9:51 PM
Subject: Re: [TGOD] Intros, Force Declarations & More
> <snip>
> >
> > <bad music starts playing in the background>
> >
> Paradox tapped his fingers on the desk, dear god he hadn't had to sit on
> hold this long since when he tried to cancel the Sphere's subscription to
> Universe On Line, the pricks....
>
> "Ensign!"
> "sir?"
> "Monitor this channel and page me when an answer comes through"
> "Yes sir."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Friday, November 24, 2000 7:20 AM
Subject: Re: [TGOD] Intros, Force Declarations & More

> pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com wrote in <8vcoge$i5c$1@nnrp1.deja.com>:
>
> >Okay, this is for the Thanksgiving TGOD.  I have to go to my folks, so
> >I probably won't be around for Thanksgiving.  I'm just gonna post my
> >motivation, and if it's still going when I leave, I'll probably just
> >let WeeMadAndo control me, like Sheppard does with Boyd.
> >
> My Prologue.
>
> CIN High Command, one week after the 'Zero Incident.'
>
> "Gentlemen, we have disturbing news from our agents in the Sanchez
> Research and Development Corporation. They are beginning a full-scale
> mobilization of all military assets, including reserves and
> reactivations. Training has stepped up considerably in the last week and
> Intelligence has been unable to penetrate security on one of their
> projects.
>
> "Furthermore, agents in the Anti Troll Jihad have noticed similar trends,
> including a massive mobilization order. Their security has also stepped
> up considerably after we penetrated the Wok Project.
>
> "Intentions believes that unusual behavior may lead to armed conflict
> between either the ATJ & SRDC - or that the two are planning a military
> alliance for some unknown operation."
>
> The Intelligence officer stepped down from his briefing, while another
> analyst began his briefing.
>
> "Based on this information, Her Majesty has ordered Defense Condition 3.
> We plan to mobilize our forces and call up the reserves. However, our
> plans for refitting the fleet with the Phase 2 Turbolaser may pose
> problems, as several warships, including Hindenburg, are in spacedock.
>
> "The Des Moines project did prove a success, as you all well know, and
> those ships are being rushed into production. We've beefed up our patrols
> and the Home and National Guards have accelerated their current training
> programs."
>
> While the analyst continued with his briefing, Flight Officer Adam
> Roswell was patrolling in his ancient Aurora starfighter. The National
> Guard always recieved the worst equipment, he thought, but he'd make do.
> The X-shaped fighter silently cruised through space with the squad, when
> an alert flashed on the comm console. Punching in the coordinates, he and
> his squadron jumped to a star system thought devoid of life....
>
> ..And immediately upon exit was pounced upon by dozens of strange
> starfighters. One wingman died immediately as heavy autocannon rounds
> tore through her shielding and armor, tearing apart the craft - and
> cockpit. The retaliation was swift, however, and missiles began flying
> through space, punctuated with balls of plasma. And then as their sensors
> began to punch through the intense ECM...warnings started lighting off.
> Bozon fields of unimaginable power. Only one source was possible.
>
> As Roswell's remaining wingman died under a torrent of enemy fire, he
> scratched one message onto his harness right as his shields failed and a
> railgun slug ripped off his left arm. Ignoring the pain, he performed a
> risky partially-calculated fold back to home space...and barely made
> it... The warning had been sent, but was there enough time?
 

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, November 28, 2000 9:43 PM
Subject: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> Space suddenly appeared around Star Marshall Knopf's scout fighter.
> It was a Rajput class Starscout, it used the same hull as a Corsair
> class Heavy Starfighter, but sacrificed the missile armament for a
> hyperdrive along with a lot of shield power.
>
> He was leading a squadron of twelve scouts in a recon mission. He
> had several goals to accomplish. First was to get a feel for the
> atmosphere, it seemed a lot had happened since he'd left. His old
> foe Boyd had forted up, it seemed some kind of civil war was
> dividing the collective. Usually he'd use this opportunity to attack
> and finally destroy the Boyd. But he didn't have the necessary
> resources available at this time. Actually everything seemed
> peaceful so far, they'd met up with several informants and
> information brokers. there were no signs of any major problems
> between the known major players.
>
> But that didn't mean nothing was wrong. there were some disturbing
> rumors coming from a single sector of space. It seems several ships
> had gone in, only a few had returned, and none with living crew
> onboard. From the reports it sounded like something extremely
> dangerous, too dangerous for a single squadron of scout craft.
>
> But he had several other things to take care of before returning to
> the rendezvous point. First he sent a message on specific tight beam
> frequency on a pre set code scheme. It only said, "Lord Rog. You
> wished to discuss something? Star Marshall Knopf."
>
> He also lifted a small talisman, it had been a gift from Graeme and
> Kynes. He tapped it and held it in front of his face. "I've
> returned, but my forces are limited." He trusted it would work, he
> felt like an idiot talking to a chunk of metal. But he'd learn to
> respect magic in his time in this galaxy, even if he still didn't
> understand it.
>
> He considered another message, but from what he'd recently learned
> he'd much rather speak with Commander Paradox face to face...
>
> His fleet little vessel continued it's long circuit of the quadrant
> waiting for a response and looking for more evidence on who or what
> "TOWMNBN" is...
Skip to Rog's reply, new branch
Skip to Chris's reply, new branch
Skip to Paradox's reply, new branch
Skip to next thread: "[TGOD]Unite or Die"
Skip to next thread: "(STGOD)Just under the wire..."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 29, 2000 11:27 AM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> <snip>
>
> > His fleet little vessel continued it's long circuit of the
> quadrant
> > waiting for a response and looking for more evidence on who or what
> > "TOWMNBN" is...
>
> Intelligence Intercept
> NRI Relay Delta-Alpha-12774
> NRI Staion Boredom
> Signature Sheet: $ classified
> Copies: 4
>
> Report Follows, to CIC New Republic Attack Fleet:
>
> Intelligence Operatives *deleted* and *deleted* operating as cloaked
> monitors in *deleted* report increased activity amonst various factions
> in region of space near *deleted* in Milky Way/G2.
>
> Historical Analysis team on *deleted* have determined that this sector
> was once a base of power for an evil superbeing some time ago.
>
> Political Analysis section has cited increased surveillance operations
> being request along with numerous exchanges between local governments
> for information in this region. Operatives stationed as observer and
> senator on *deleted* reports the local government arming itself
>
> The Reconassaince office also reports repeated missing ships and
> damaged ships coming in and out of the aforementioned sector. They also
> report that conventional scanning has proved useless in this area of
> the Milky Way/G2.
>
> Conclusion:
>
> New Republic Intelligence believes that a cult or similair following of
> the deceased/contained superbeing may be tapping into some spiritual
> remnant to rebuild a power base. Alternatively we could be looking at a
> resurection of said power.
>
> End Report
> Copy 1/4
>
> *break* *break* *break* *break* *break*
>
> NRF Directive A1-002
> Authority: CNO Restar A Wilkens, FA NRF (217447718015605)
> Recipients: All NRF Unit Commanders in G2
>
> Situation: Increased activity in G2/the Milky Way has forced the New
> Republic to commit its strongest offensive units to possible battle
> with forces unknown.
>
> Forces: I have ordered the second and fifth fleets to join us along
> with increased Intelligence and Reconnisance assets from the core
> Fleets. Taskforce structure will remain unchanged though multi-
> taskforce ioperation will become the norm and not the exception.
>
> Odrder of Battle: All units will be split into designated Taskforce
> Pairs with the Peacekeeper and Liberty operating as an independant
> taskforce in overall command. The senior Taskforce commander will
> command the joint taskforces with specific # level instructions coded
> specific to them.
>
> Orders: All units are to undertake Reconissance in force of the area
> surrounding the target sector. All units will remain at a minimum of
> Yellow-3 alert unless at a distance of at least 200 ly from the target
> sector. All units not assigned a patrol vector will operate under the
> command of the flag group with the Peacekeeper and Liberty.
>
> Godspeed and may the force be with us
>
> *break* *break* *break* *break* *break*

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 29, 2000 5:09 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> Cmdrwilkens wrote:
> >
>  <snip>
>
> "Alpha Lead this is Alpha Eight. I've detected several large fleets
> of starships converging on this galaxy. Numerous drive signatures,
> several different methods of travel, no two groups are coming from
> the same bearing. Moving to investigate, over."
>
> He knew what this meant. He'd recently gotten possession of some
> new data. It had been provided by Lord Dice, it detailed the rise
> and fall of the Great Trolls, if TOWMNBN had truly returned... then
> all of these forces, and perhaps more, would be needed to fight this
> foe. Such an unassuming name for the greatest evil of them all,
> Timothy Jones, so simple, yet so terrifying.
>
> This would be a long hard fought battle, the ancient wars had been
> bad enough, this would be worse. For the Champions were gone, The
> Great Old Ones had departed this universe. Without them, and the
> great weapon, it would a long and bloody conflict.
>
> No one knew where the Great Weapon had disappeared to. It had stood
> as a monument of what had happened before, and as a warning to guard
> against his return. But it had disappeared; others had attempted to
> pervert the Great Weapon and create the Lesser Weapons, the Lesser
> Weapons had been shattered. The Kerkhof had surveyed the destruction
> and had realized it could never happen again. So he had taken the
> Great Weapon, no one knew what had become of it.
>
> No one even knew if the Greatest Troll could be overcome with out
> it. But they all seemed willing to try, but was that bravery
> speaking, or ignorance? It didn't truly matter.
>
> But for know he'd made a decision while reviewing what he knew.
> When Lord Rog responded he'd be ready, but first he wanted to meet
> with one of the approaching fleets. Studying the message traffic he
> found his target. The Scout reoriented itself and made a quick jump
> to hyper speed, and promptly returned to normal space, the target
> had been only a few sectors over and the trip was almost
> instantaneous.
>
> The Starscout was in full stealth mode and was undetected by the
> vessel floating in front of him. The massive ship made a pygmy of
> his tiny Scout, and dwarfed his new flagship. Though compared to his
> OLD flagship it was little more then a mote.
>
> "NRS Peacekeeper, this is Star Marshall Knopf, I wish to meet with
> Wilkens." As he broadcast the first word the cloak had fallen and
> his ship had appeared straight in front of the stupendous Mon
> Calamari command ship. Dozens of massive Weapons had locked on to
> his ship, and even with the superiority of Sixth Imperium technology
> to that of the New Republic he would be dead in a heartbeat if they
> choose to fire on his little ship.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 29, 2000 6:34 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> In article <3A25A8BC.C7A34825@Netzero.net>,
>   KyleJK@Netzero.net wrote:
> > Cmdrwilkens wrote:
> > >
> >  <snip>
>
>    "Ship decloaking off the sector nineteen sir," the young Ensign had
> nearly pissed his pants when he saw the energy spike on his
> consoles. "Energy and drive signitures consistent with the vessels seen
> destroying the late God-Emporer Transcend before the League underwent
> its...fleshing out."
>
>    "Knopf, it has to be Knopf," Wilkens wispered slowly. this was
> unexpected and not but a little alarming. Knopf had destroyed Transcend
> without a second thought and while Wilkens had hated the drag that the
> Sith had become, to say nothing of his perversion of the Force, he was
> a member of the League like Wilkens. Now Knopf was here demanding to
> come aboard his ship. What could the man possibly desire other than my
> death?
>
>   "Let him aboard Ensign," WIlkens finally responded. "Clear him for
> priority routing to Docking Pad Alpha 1 and make sure he recieves a
> friendly escort. Half a squadron of M-Wings ought to do."
>
>   "Aye Aye sir," the Ensign bent to the task of notifying the strange
> vessel while several other technicians bent to the task of arranging
> proper security and hiding away a few items stowed on the command decks.
>
>   In the midst of this all Wilkens was left to ponder. He and Knopf had
> indeed been enemies, flinging invectives at one another over the
> breakup of the League. Time heals all wounds but in this case it was
> too much too soon for Wilkens to believe what might actually be
> happening. No other solution made sense, if he was wanted dead then
> Knopf could have squashed him even aboard the Peacekeeper. His
> beautiful ship had carried him in the heat of many battles but it would
> be nigh on useless against an Asgerd short of a hyperspeed ramming.
>
>   This could only mean one thing, allies or at least partners. More
> than one being had said that alliances were not matters of love and
> peace but rather pragmatic decisions of how best to help one's own
> nation. This would be the case now in Wilkens inner sanctum.
>
>  The lights were dim, almost non-existen with a barely perceptible glow
> stretching from a ring of lights placed to reflect against the edges of
> the ceiling. Some siad the room resembled a crypt, others a meditation
> chamber. Regardles of its appearence it now had a new visitor, Star
> Marshall Knopf representative of the Sixth Imperium and now only the
> fifth man ever to enter these quarters.
>
>   "I suppose you too have heard of the distrubances Star Marshall?"
> Wilkens opend quietly. "We have been both at each others side and
> pledged to forces against one another, it appear that we might now
> return to the way we were when once we both fought to defend the
> Council."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 29, 2000 8:20 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> <snip>
>
> "That was precisely my intention. Lets not lie, I don't like you
> and you don't like me. But that's completely irrelevant. What
> matters is the threat. Usually my fleet would be quite capable of
> handling this, but these are not the standard circumstances." He
> flexed his fist at his side as he said this, the only visible sign
> of his impatience.
>
> He gauged Wilkens for a second then continued. "I'm working on
> building a, not an Alliance, but more of a... working group I guess.
> We will have only one goal, the Eradication of the threat. To join
> all you have to do is fight the Troll King and his forces. I don't
> care if all they can bring is a single platoon of infantry, or an
> entire worldship."
>
> He took a single step forward and stared Wilkens straight in the
> eye and asked a question, "Are you in?" He continued to look Wilkens
> straight in the eye as he waited for an answer.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 29, 2000 9:39 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> In article <3A25D5A7.78CAF71A@Netzero.net>,
>   KyleJK@Netzero.net wrote:
> > Cmdrwilkens wrote:
> <snip>
>
>   "You have the uncanny ability to be in the right place at the right
> time Knopf," WIlkens finally wispered. "That makes this decision either
> the best in my life or the worst in my nation's history. My forces are
> committed, we have reserves inbound from G1 even now."
>
>   Slowly turning away looking at a slowly morphing wall Wilkens
> continued to the almost unresponseive Star Marshall.
>
>    "You and I, well the League and the Imperium have a most interesting
> history in the short time we have know each other," he sighed while the
> wall continued to morph. "In the end though I fear this 'troll king'
> far more than anything else. I keep this here as a reminder of what
> happens when I let my guard down."
>
>    As he finished speaking the morph completed itself resolving into
> the image of a woman, no more than twenty four if Knopf was to judge
> correctly. She was hung in a state of near animation, perfectly
> sculpted down to long flowing hair. Only she was the same color as the
> wall, a deep, almost cobalt blue.
>
>    "We talked once of losses, I lost her because I made the wrong
> choice, I will not make that mistake twice. Now lets go kill some
> trolls!"

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Thursday, November 30, 2000 9:15 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> Cmdrwilkens wrote:
> <snip>
> >    "We talked once of losses, I lost her because I made the wrong
> > choice, I will not make that mistake twice. Now lets go kill some
> > trolls!"
>
> He'd accomplished his mission. He went through he usual polite
> formula's with Wilkens, but he was on autopilot as he planned ahead
> to his next move. First he had to meet with Rog, then hurry back to
> meet with Paradoxes forces. So far everything was proceeding
> smoothly.
>
> Knopf pulled a small device from a pocket and held it out to
> Wilkens, "This is a Hyper Comm, but even though it shares a name
> with a similar device in use by your government it operates on
> entirely different principles. Which I won't get into. To contact me
> just attach it to a power source and hit the switch."
>
> He bade Wilkens a final farewell, and then climbed into his scout,
> powered it up and was gone in a second. Wilkens stood for a minute
> contemplating what had just happened, then turned his back and
> strode off.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Lord Rog" <rog1@btinternet.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 29, 2000 4:36 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> On the floor of Vir Rog's personal chambers in the Imperial palace on Mars
> was a circle, the center of which was inscribed with the sign of Slaanesh.
> The circle was currently occupied by Rog and his attention was on Star
> Marshall Knopf as he sat in the corner of the room.
>
> "Enter the circle Marshall and I will tell you the truth of what we face."
>
> "I'm not sure that I trust your god, Rog."
>
> "Slaanesh will not touch your soul unless you willingly give it to him.  The
> being that I am about to tell you of is more powerful than you could ever
> imagine.  Powerful mages like Kynes and Dice are almost nothing before him,
> nor could our empires hurt him if they stood alone.  He is the greatest
> threat that you will ever know but I can not speak of him unless I am under
> Slaanesh's direct protection.  The very mention of his name may bring doom
> upon oour houses, that is why I ask you to trust me and step into the
> circle."
>
> "Very well" Knopf replied, as he crossed the room he hoped that Rog would
> give him some answers at last, ever since the Imperial battlecruiser "Fist
> of Chaos" had picked up his fighter squadron several hours ago the Imperial
> personel that he had spoken to had been evasive at best.  No one had told
> him anything until he had entered Rog's presence and even then the Imperial
> military executor would not give any important details until he entered that
> damn circle.  Oh well he was in now, hopefully he could get some answers at
> last.
>
> "What I am going to tell you does not make for pleasant listening but you
> must know the history of this being before we can plan how to combat him.
> Now that you are under the protection of chaos I can at last speak the
> cursed beings name.  Finally you will hear the tale of Timmy Jones, the last
> troll emperor."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 29, 2000 6:51 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> Plain starscape.
> Grenn text, ala Hunt For Red October comes up in the bottom left.
>
> 'Patrol Force 24-A1.
> Sector FFG - MW.
> Edge of Boyd Collective Space
> Hegomeney Stardate 221984.37'
>
> A small group of ships move through space at sublight speeds. In the lead
> was an Intruder class fleet carrier. Accompnied by 6 Wirlwind class fleet
> destroyers and 10 Akira class gunships. In a formation aprox 1 light minuite
> wide conduction deep range hi res scans of collective space.
>
> [Bridge of the Flagship, Defender Of Corimal]
> 'We have completed our first sensor sweep of the collective space within hi
> res range sir. Its damm....weird'
> 'How so' asked the Captain who was anyoed at having his patrol force
> relegated to a simple deep space patrol out here in the middle of nowhere.
> 'Well it appears most of the collective is just...gone'.
> 'Gone? A major Empire does not just pack up overnight son'
> 'Well I beg to differ sir'. The Captain sighed.
> 'Send the data to my ready room. Commander you have the bridge'
> The captain walked out of the bridge propper and into the aft communications
> center. Returning the salutes he turned right and into his combination ready
> room, secondery command chamber.
> 'Computer, display long range sensor data fead, full holographic mode.
> Lights off.'
> With no sound, the computer complied. The lights dimmed and soon the room
> was in total darkness, appart from the galaxy of stars floating in the
> lowered audience chamber.
> As he studied the map, occasionaly calling of specifics he felt a chill come
> over him. In this galaxy, the collective had controled a full arm of the
> galaxy. Few ships that went into their space unanounced had come back.
> But now they were gone.
> Oh sure, the infastructure was all still there. And a large number of high
> powered automatic defence systems kept vigal over the great, empty cities.
> But there were no people. No ships. Nothing at all. As he checked the scans
> of world after world he came across the same reading. The worlds once
> teaming with life were empty, but not destroyed or even damaged. It was if
> the whole damm Collevtive had packed up and left overnight. Staring at the
> array of stars, a thought occured to him.
> He looked up his sealed orders and the background info. He had been ordered
> here after many reports of unusual collective movements. Fleets were
> breaking off from their stations and heading deeper into their space before
> being lost. Outposts were being abandoned to automatic systems. They had
> watned to know why. And now as far as the increadable sensors on his ships
> could tell, they had vanished.
>
> And there was one final disturbing fact.
>
> These unusal movements had been detected around stardate 221981. Roughly 1
> week before the first news (more like rumers) of TOWNMNBS's return had made
> it to the major powers.
> What if the Boyd had been fleeing, forwarned of what was comming?
> If that WAS the truth and the Boyd were running in fear from a threat they
> thought were too powerful then God help them all.
>
> Suddenly, the dark room, and the dark vista of space outside the 8 foot
> clear window made him feal very small, very alone and very afraid.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Friday, December 01, 2000 8:11 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> Chris O'Farrell wrote:
>
> > Suddenly, the dark room, and the dark vista of space outside the 8 foot
> > clear window made him feal very small, very alone and very afraid.
>
> As he stared into space he saw a small vessel gliding forwards. At
> the same instant the sensors went crazy as a little fighter  glided
> to a dead stop directly in front of his flagship.
>
> "Defender of Corimal, this is Star Marshall Knopf. I wish to speak
> with O'Farrell. It concerns the new enemy. Please clear a spot for
> me to land." There had been no image with the signal, but the ship
> matched known Sixth Imperium technology and the voice had sounded
> like Knopfs. He gave permission of Knopf to land.
>
> He watched Knopf land and climb out of the cockpit. He looked liked
> he'd been up for two days straight with no sleep or relaxation. He
> walked over and stood in front of O'Farrell. "Sorry for my
> appearances, but even with enhancement it's not easy to spend two
> weeks in a fighter scout and then another week without sleeping as
> you try to build up a defense against TOWMNBN."
>
> "But my times limited. I've got to rendezvous with the rest of my
> scout ships. Then get them back to the task force in time for me to
> board my flagship and still get here in time for the war."
>
> He then looked O'Farell in the eye and asked him the question. "Are
> you in? Will you fight with us against the ancient terror? Before
> Chris could answer he turned and got back in the fighter and tossed
> him a small disk. "If you are meet us at these co ordinates." And
> that was that, he left.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 4:18 AM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> <snip>
> >
> As the small fighter curved out and away from the sentery line, the
> hologrpah of chris wavered and vanished. The CO of the _Defenfer Of Corimal_
> walked in slowly and picked up the small disk. It was a typical Sixth
> Imperium data disk. he walked over to a computer terminal. He tapped on the
> pad, calling up a Imperium data port which was instantly replicated in the
> multi bay. Inserting the disk, he found little. A set of co-ordinates which
> the computer laid out instantly. some intel.....he hit the comm stud on the
> pannel.
> 'Bridge, get me a priority one signal to the _O'Farrells Revenge_.....

----- Original Message -----
From: "Paradox" <chickmagnet at mindspring dot com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 29, 2000 10:30 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

"Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net> wrote in message news:3A24979A.2009836E@Netzero.net...
> <snip>
> ....
> > But he had several other things to take care of before returning to
> > the rendezvous point. First he sent a message on specific tight beam
> > frequency on a pre set code scheme. It only said, "Lord Rog. You
> > wished to discuss something? Star Marshall Knopf."
> >
> > He also lifted a small talisman, it had been a gift from Graeme and
> > Kynes. He tapped it and held it in front of his face. "I've
> > returned, but my forces are limited." He trusted it would work, he
> > felt like an idiot talking to a chunk of metal. But he'd learn to
> > respect magic in his time in this galaxy, even if he still didn't
> > understand it.
> >
> > He considered another message, but from what he'd recently learned
> > he'd much rather speak with Commander Paradox face to face...
> >
> > His fleet little vessel continued it's long circuit of the quadrant
> > waiting for a response and looking for more evidence on who or what
> > "TOWMNBN" is...
> >
> > --
> > Star Marshall Knopf
> > Duke of Huito
> > Commander Third Assault Fleet (Detached)
> > Commander Milky Way Expeditionary Force
>
> "Commander, the fleet is ready to enter hyperspace."
> "Thank you Lieutenant."
> Paradox swiveled in the command chair of the lead Imperial Star Destroyer Mk
> III. Right now he was at the spearhead of a flotilla of around a thousand
> other ships and their escorts and tenders, that were just like his flagship.
> The dozens of Squadrons were formed up into a cloud of potential firepower
> and destruction orbiting the Dyson sphere they all called home. The last few
> squadrons of TIE Annihilators were arriving from the sphere and were docking
> with their motherships. Each MkIII carried 2 wings and had at least one
> ready for launch on a moments notice. His mind drifted over the plans and
> the construction of the ships as he marveled at how beautiful they were, in
> that sharp and pointy, militaristic kind of way. His mind drifted back to
> the present.
> "Lieutenant Parmel, open a channel to the fleets"
> "Its on Sir."
> "Brave soldiers of the New Empire, I address you today because we have been
> chosen to perform a duty not only to our own cause or races, but to this
> entire galaxy and the Universe. We are moving In response to a call to arms
> from some of the powers in this area, to a threat that requires everyone to
> work together at their peak efficiency. I know the art of war is our job and
> duty to our families and neighbors, for when this battle is won, we will
> return victorious to our homes, to enjoy what we have won, our sovereignty."
> Paradox cut the feed and listened to the check-in's from the fleet.
> "This is Death's Hand Squadron, checking in..."
> "Phalanx Squadron, reporting..."
> "Judicator Squadron, ready to rumble..."
> "Aftershock Squadron, bring it on!..."
> Paradox smiled as the reports kept coming in, bring it on indeed...
> "Lieutenant, set the coordinates that our friend Marshall Knopf sent to us,
> forward my greetings to him, and take us into hyperspace."
> "Sending now Sir."
> Paradox leaned back in the command chair, he would go to the hangar decks
> soon enough.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Friday, December 01, 2000 7:45 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Scouting Around

> Paradox wrote:
> > > <snip>
> > <snip>
> <snip>
> Knopf arrived a little late. His single scout fighter appeared in
> the middle of the vast fleet. He quickly arranged docking with the
> flagship and came aboard.
>
> "Greetings Commander. I'm afraid my time is limited so I hope you
> pardon my abruptness, I have much to do and little time to do it
> in." Paradox nodded his understanding, this were perilous times to
> be about, and off all the resources at there disposal none was more
> precious then time.
>
> "Of course Marshall, I assume then that you've come to speak of the
> new... menace?" He asked calmly.
>
> "Exactly my purpose. Our group continues to grow, all I ask of
> anyone is that they fight this monster who threatens us." I don't
> care what animosities are present, for this is a threat that makes
> all of our petty squabbles seem as nothing." He noticed a slight
> look of incomprehension on Paradoxes face and caught himself.
>
> "I'm sorry, I forget that you and your forces were newly arrived. I
> don't think I need tog et into the specifics, but there are
> rivalries that go back for centuries, even millennia. Wars have been
> fought on a level of sheer destructiveness that not even you can
> imagine. But they are putting all of this aside to work against the
> common foe. All Ia sk is that you join us in this crusade. After
> words there will be no lasting requirements and you may do as you
> wish." He turned to leave, then stopped and pulled out a small disk.
>
> "If you wouldn't mind do you think you could see that Transcend
> gets this?" He saw the surprise on Paradoxes face when he mentioned
> that name, no one was supposed to know the existence of the Sixth
> Sith Empire. So how did Knopf? How did he even know the NAME of it's
> ruler.
>
> Knopf saw this and replied; "Yes I know of Transcend, and his NEW
> empire. You know those wars I told you about?" He saw Paradoxes nod,
> and continued "well you might want to ask him what happened to his
> OLD empire. But make sure he receives this disk." He turned and
> walked across the hangar deck, and left the ship. As soon as he
> cleared the ship the scout went straight into hyperspace.

----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, November 29, 2000 5:46 PM
Subject: [TGOD] Unite or Die

> * * * BEGIN RECORDING * * *
>
> Pablo stood in the center of a gray room.  He looked piercingly into
> the camera.
>
> "Friends, Denizens, Countrymen.  Lend me your ears.  It is now known
> that a force of trolls, greater than any previously seen, has begun an
> invasion of our territory.  Most of us have not even imagined such a
> number of them since the glorious invasion of Spacebattles, and now the
> trolls are an even greater threat than before.  Rather than the average
> bozon level in the 70s and 80s that we detected at SB, we have found
> that they generally harness close to 100.  Even worse, it is rumored
> that the Anti-Troll Jihad has found evidence of a greater troll than
> ever imagined, a being called TOWNMNBS.
>
> "A robotic probe we sent to investigate these rumors encountered a
> massive fleet.  It was destroyed, but just before that, it managed to
> send a tightbeam transmission.  It had registered a bozon field that
> went off the scale, and was still rising at the time of destruction.
> This may be the troll of legend.  We have also detected a fleet massing
> near our space, led by a troll of unknown power, which has been
> referred to as 'Paul Jacques.'  Unfortunately, the message was so
> garbled, either by jamming, or by simple stupidity of the writer, that
> we were unable to decipher anything else.
>
> "Due to this threat, we are requesting a Pact of non-aggression with
> all forces.  We hope that you will accept.  I cannot speak for my
> allies within the Anti-Troll Jihad, but I believe they will desire the
> same.
>
> "As for you, I suggest you form your own alliances.  I have calculated
> a 1 in 100 chance of success, but this leaps to 1 in 20 if you do so.
> I hope that you heed my advice, for your sake."
>
> * * * END RECORDING * * *
>
> * * * TRANSMIT * * *

----- Original Message -----
From: "Deimos Anomaly" <samuel@jamieson-03.freeserve.co.uk>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Friday, December 01, 2000 3:17 PM
Subject: Re: (STGOD) Just under the wire...

> Transcend's fleet cruised through space.
>
> Suddenly a sensor tech turned around
>
> "Sir I've got a hyperspace drop-out signature at 40 million klicks. I
> don't see any ship, but the magnitude of the hyper-sig indicates that
> whatever it is, it must be kriffing massive."
>
> "How massive" asked Transcend
>
> "Between five and eight times the mass of a standard M-class planet,
> sir."
>
> "Kriff!"
>
> "Another hypersig. Looks like it's gone again."
>
> "What in the hell was that about..." Transcend wondered out loud.
>
> The sensor guy was looking at his board again.
>
> "Ah, Captain, it's not over. We've got a ship there now... scanning on
> active indicates Executor-class."
>
> "An Executor-class Star Destroyer?"
>
> "Yes sir. It's going to hyperspace sir."
>
> The 17.6 KM Executor class Star Destroyer executed a microjump through
> hyperspace, dropping out of hyperspace a mere hundred kilometers off
> the bow of Transcend's command ship.
>
> "Shields up!" ordered Transcend
>
> "They were already, sir."
>
> "Transmission incoming sir."
>
> "Let's have them"
>
> What appeared to be a massively muscled human with a shock of straight
> dark hair appeared on the screen. He began to speak, with a thick
> Austrian accent: "We are making contact on behalf of the Vengeful
> Hegemony of Romulan Wrath, under the command of supreme Lord-Admiral
> Deimos Anomaly. We demand to know who you are, your allegiences and
> intentions. If you do not intend to make war on us, you will be left
> alone. But if you DO show agression, it will be dealt with swiftly, and
> with lethal force. I await your answer. Do not be foolish."
>
> The transmission cut off, returning to a view of the Executor-class
> ship hanging in space...
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Transcend" <transcend@cybertown.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Friday, December 01, 2000 6:57 PM
Subject: Re: (STGOD) Just under the wire...

<snip>
> > What appeared to be a massively muscled human with a shock of straight
> > dark hair appeared on the screen. He began to speak, with a thick
> > Austrian accent: "We are making contact on behalf of the Vengeful
> > Hegemony of Romulan Wrath, under the command of supreme Lord-Admiral
> > Deimos Anomaly. We demand to know who you are, your allegiences and
> > intentions. If you do not intend to make war on us, you will be left
> > alone. But if you DO show agression, it will be dealt with swiftly,
> and
> > with lethal force. I await your answer. Do not be foolish."
> >
> > The transmission cut off, returning to a view of the Executor-class
> > ship hanging in space...
> >
>
> -Holonet transmission-
>
> "We are the Sixth Sith Empire, we command this space. Our only alliance
> is with the Imperial Dyson Sphere Delta(?). We intend no hostile actions
> within your space or your government. This small fleet is being made
> ready for action within the Milky Way Galaxy to counteract a great
> threat that is resurfacing known as TOWNMNBS. That force is our only
> current enemy from that galaxy save for small remnants of the Borg
> Collective. We now demand to know YOUR intentions in OUR space. Any
> agressive action will not be tolerated, and agression against our fleet
> or worlds will be met with the gravest force. We await your reply."
>
> -End Transmission-
>
> Suddenly an Eclipse class Battleship dropped out of hyperspace, having
> been waiting nearby for Transcend's command, and made ready it's
> weapons, shields, and temporal interdiction field just incase. Shadow
> Droid starfighters were made ready fleet wide, and all Sith ships,
> worlds, and facilities were alerted to the possible threat.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Crayz9000" <Crayz9000@cow.mailandnews.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Friday, December 01, 2000 4:37 PM
Subject: Re: (STGOD) Just under the wire...

> "Deimos Anomaly" <samuel@jamieson-03.freeserve.co.uk> wrote in message
> news:909bi4$2r9$1@nnrp1.deja.com...
> <snip>
> > The transmission cut off, returning to a view of the Executor-class
> > ship hanging in space...
>
> "Tracking pods placed. They might as well be inert lumps of rock to any
> sensor system."
> "Good. Now, we just wait and see if Deimos does anything... dumb."
> "Sir, I hope you know that we're not all that well-liked, either."
> "Yes, I'm aware of that. Especially after that incident with that idiot
> commander taking control of ALL of the C-II stations, and trying to vaporize
> the Sixth Imperium. What an ass. I'm glad he's now at the rank of Head
> Janitor."
> "Agreed, sir."
>
> The Victory-IIA Star Destroyer slipped through the SSE fleet, perfectly
> blending in with the mix of Imperator-III Star Destroyers. Unlike the SSE
> fleet, though, they knew perfectly well that the RGV _Phallus_ was lurking
> nearby. Naturally, they were all more than a little nervous.
>
> "Ensign, open a secure channel to the command ship."
> "Channel open, sir."
> "Very well."
> He paused to clear his throat, and then stepped in front of the holocam.
> "Darth Transcend, this is Captain Ordoker of the SCEF _Watchkeeper_. I would
> like to warn you that the Executor-class in front of you is not the only
> VHRW ship nearby. Deimos's RGV _Phallus_ is lurking nearby, although I can't
> say where. Any negotiations made under these conditions are risky, since
> it's like negotiating with a shotgun at your head. All I will recommend is
> that you move to a more stable zone for any talks of peace or war."
>
> He stepped away from the camera, and turned to the ensign, who spoke.
> "Transmission sent, sir."
> "Good. Prepare to make the jump to hyperspace."
>
> Finally, the Victory-IIA slightly changed course, then accelerated rapidly
> and vanished into hyperspace.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Transcend" <transcend@cybertown.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Friday, December 01, 2000 8:24 PM
Subject: Re: (STGOD) Just under the wire...

> In article <909ned$el9a$1@ID-48511.news.dfncis.de>,
>   "Crayz9000" <Crayz9000@cow.mailandnews.com> wrote:
> > <snip>
> <snip>
> As the ship made the jump to hyperspace Transcend smiled, the warning
> was helpful but not needed. What was curious is how this ship had found
> them. "Did the out tracking device make it to the ship's hull?", asked
> Transcend. "Yes My Lord, we are recieving a strong signal and will soon
> know their location." Transcend smiled again, this little mystery would
> be solved soon. He turned to Darth Slash, his formidable apprentice and
> said, "You can handle things here, you have had enough recent diplomatic
> experience that I can trust you here. I am needed at one of our cloning
> facilities. Continue preparing for the assault on TOWNMNBS and be
> prepared for any hostile action from these 'Romulans'". In a flicker of
> pseudomotion Lord Transcend was gone, disappearing into hyperspace.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Deimos Anomaly" <samuel@jamieson-03.freeserve.co.uk>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 4:27 AM
Subject: Re: (STGOD) Just under the wire...

<Mega-snip!>
>
> The Executor-class Star Destroyer _Wrath_ contacted Transcend's ship.
> Immedieatly, the T-800 captain registered that the man on his screen
> was not the one he'd spoken to before. "Are you a second in comand? Is
> the other human unavailable?"
>
> "Lord Transcend is gone to attend to... other buiseness" said Darth
> Slash. He reached out with the force to try to probe this man's
> motives, and was mildly surprised when he discovered no life-force
> coming from the other captain. He must be some kind of droid, he
> realised.
>
> "Your allegiences and motives are acceptable to the VHRW. In fact if
> you ever require any assistance in the TOWNMNBS war, Deimos will be
> pleased to offer it. I'l be back.*" The viewscreen cut off.
>
> The sensor tech reported again "My Lord, the Executor is firing it's
> engines and coming about. They are hypering back to their original
> position."
>
> "OK"
>
> "We've just got that massive hyper-signature again. It looks like
> whatever dropped them off has come to pick them up again."
>
> ***RGV _Phallus_, Bridge***
>
> Deimos turned to his clone first officer. "Drop the phase-cloak for a
> few seconds as the _Wrath_ docks. Let them see us."
>
> ***Back on Transcend's ship***
>
> For a few seconds, Darth Slash and his bridge crew saw the outline of a
> huge 80,000 kilometer starship, the Executor-class that was docking
> with it looking suddenly tiny. Then it became invisible again. A few
> moments later, the sensor guy confirmed that the huge ship had gone to
> hyperspace. It was gone.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Colin Brian Witz" <ybear@inreach.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 1:26 AM
Subject: <TGOD>Unwelcome Neighbors

>
> Log:  Colony Ship FENRIS
> CREW:    Jerad Kane, Captain, Starfleet-Retired
>                 Akira Diadogi, First Officer, Ronin turned Jedi
>                 Alaisa, Navigation Specialist, Human (Fremen)
>                 Vash Krell, Retired Orion Duelist and Freelancer
>                 Floyd Grey, Survey/Away Specialist, Nexus-6 (Sleeping in
> Stasis)
>                 Malcolm, Stowaway/Hacker
>
>     The Planet below us is rich in minerals, and should possess sufficient
> room, for our Genetically engineered wolves.  Fuel is low, and this is the
> best planet within range.  The only problem with colonizing this world is
> the garbled beacon transmission from the surface.  We are preparing a
> shuttle, and awakening Floyd for investigation.  The Team will consist of
> Akira, Vash, and Floyd.
>
> Akira:    Hai, Captain, we have landed on the surface of the planet and are
> proceeding to the site of the Transmission.
> Floyd:    <Squawk> we seem to be getting some kind of interference,
> <Squelch>
> Jerad:    Team what's going on!
> Vash:    Trolls at <----=> Shit they are everywhere.
> Floyd:    <Crackle> This ship is left over from the Tim wars.
> Akira:    Floyd retreat
> <*********>
> Alaisa:    Captain, I'm detecting a large thermal discharge on the surface.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Spyda" <m.j.w.rusSPAMLESS@paradise.net.nz>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 2:33 AM
Subject: Re: <TGOD>Unwelcome Neighbors

> Colin Brian Witz wrote:
> <snip>
>
> Greeb: URRRRRRRRRRP! 'scuse me!
>
> Greeb, a captain in the L20kA (League of 20,000 alcoholics) his ship was
> parked on the planet where he had crashed it in a drunken stupor.
>
> Greeb: Sky Marshall Spyda's gonna have my hide for this...
> Greeb stumbles over to the communications panel and contacts the away team.
>
> Greeb: Heeey, can you tell me how I can get to Kessel from here?
> URRRRRRRRRRRRP!

----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 7:41 AM
Subject: Re: <TGOD>Unwelcome Neighbors

> In article <3A28CFED.C9765B9F@paradise.net.nz>,
>   Spyda <m.j.w.rusSPAMLESS@paradise.net.nz> wrote:
> > Greeb: Heeey, can you tell me how I can get to Kessel from here?
> > URRRRRRRRRRRRP!
>
> The SRDC toxin team was delpoyed on the surface of the planet.  They
> carefully entered the L20kA ship.  Finding the pilot, they had a
> decision to make.  The Sergeant and Leiutenant conferred on a closed
> comm circuit.
>
> Lt. Cathron:  We have to take him to detoxification.
>
> Sgt. Heth:  He's only drunk.
>
> Lt. Cathron:  Still, we have orders.
>
> Sgt. Heth:  But they don't make no sense.
>
> Lt. Cathron:  That's a double negative.
>
> Sgt. Heth:  Oh yeah.  Sorry.
>
> Lt. Cathron:  Well, proper grammar is important.
>
> Sgt. Heth:  Anyway, I say we take him and his ship back to Kessel to
> sleep it off.
>
> Lt.  Cathron:  Yeah, that's a good idea.
>
> Greeb:  BUUUUUURRRRRRP!!!  'Scuse me!
>
> Pvt. Redshirt:  JESUS CHRIST, IT'S CORROSIVE!!!
>
> Sgt. Heth:  Calm down soldier!  What's wrong?
>
> Pvt Redshirt:  OH GOD!! IT'S EATING THROUGH THE SUIT!!!

----- Original Message -----
From: "Spyda" <m.j.w.rus@paradise.net.nz>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 7:53 PM
Subject: Re: <TGOD>Unwelcome Neighbors

> pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com wrote:
<snip>
>
> Meanwhile at the L20kA headquarters, a new member was being sworn in. The
> crowds had gathered to watch the ceremony taking place on the platform.
>
> Skip: "Hello everybody" the man said nervously, "my name is Skip, and I'm an
> alcoholic."
>
> The crowds rose from their seats and cheered as Spyda handed him the L20kA
> national symbol.
>
> Spyda: Do you accept this liquer bottle with open arms, and perfect trust?
>
> Skip: I do.
>
> Spyda: You may now commence the ceremonial prayer of Bud.
>
> Skip looked over the crowds and raised the liquer bottle in one hand, he then
> called out at the top of his voice;
>
> Skip: Wasssssup!
>
> Crowd: WAAAASSSSSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUUP!
>
> The crowds of people all cryed back in almost perfect unison.
>
> Spyda: Congradulations, you are now part of the L20kA.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 9:28 AM
Subject: [STGOD] Incoming

> One day prior to the Invasion, in system AD33-G54E.
>
> A vast fleet cruised through space around a recently manufactured
> battlestation. Fighters buzzed around on CAP and occasionally a few would
> jump on reconnasaince missions.
>
> The Troll Third Shock Group had fully assembled and was preparing to
> move. Their first action was to crush a Confederation militia fleet, then
> drive off the force who'd thought to come to their rescue. Now the center
> was nealy invincible, the mighty bozon fields warping space-time to their
> bidding. Neither science or magic could possibly work as planned, and
> even an Infinate Improbability Generator would collapse under the strain.
>
> But this was only one such system recently taken over. Six other such
> fleets awaited in captured star systems far away, to strike against the
> washed masses. A massive multifront assault would weaken their enemies
> and allow them to rape and plunder their riches. As well as bolster their
> ranks with the new captives.
>
> But the Seven Fleets were only a pale shadow compared to the great armada
> waiting outside the galaxy proper. And this fleet was lead by the Troll
> King himself. Even the Last Seal, forged by the greatest of the mages,
> Dice, Brother Kynes and Serenity, had failed. The First Seal, created by
> the Boyd, was punched through soon after the Collective left. The Second,
> Third, Fourth, Fifth and Sixth Seals, were all created by the finest
> minds in the universe. And in the end, all were pierced.
>
> And the Early Warning systems, created by the Master Thief O'Farrell
> himself, were neutralized. Precious time was gained by the King; too much
> time. Vast armies and fleets were constructed. Whole races turned into
> trolls themselves. The fragmented races near them were unable - or
> unwilling - to unite, and thus were crushed under the Troll's heel.
>
> The Final War was fast approaching. Troll warships already were enroute
> to their destinations. And the first attack of strategic weapons had
> already commenced.
>
> The warships would arrive in the early hours of the morning, roughly 0000
> GMT (Galactic Mean Time).
>
>
> CIN 'Chain Home' Early Warning Network High Command
>
> "Sir, we have numerous contacts entering sensor range in hyperspace. IFF
> does not correspond to any known systems, their vector points to
> uninhabited space. Sensor resolution increasing... Sir! We are tracking
> numerous guided missiles approaching Confederation space!"
>
> The senior officer picked up The Gold Phone (a curious anachorism), the
> direct link to to Nemesis. The warning had been sent out - the Confeds
> had three hours in which to react.
>
> Air raid warnings began wailing all over the Confederation - the targets
> of the missiles were not yet known. Massive planatary shields came
> online, powered by immense hypermatter reactors. Aerospace Traffic
> Controllers immediately granted clearence to fighters scrambling from
> airfields and stations. Ships began their preperations for launch. And
> the recently-completed Confederation Anti Strategic Missile System would
> recieve it's first test.
>
> "This is Chain Home, missiles are beginning divergence. Nemesis Control,
> you have eighty missiles inbound, Plebes Control...."
>
> Inside of the control center for CIN-ASM, the warning they hoped never to
> recieve came. Men began turning keys, and every single interdiction field
> went to full power, selective mode. Only ASMs would be allowed to pass
> through, and now it was a race to see whose missiles would strike first.
>
> Several hundred meters from their targets, the defense missiles detonated
> their massive warheads in a forward cone towards their targets. Others
> went for a skin-kill, depending on their AI. All the inbounds were
> killed, and now the Confederation was at it's highest readiness state.
> And ready to retaliate in kind against whoever dared strike.
>
>
>
> CIN [deleted]
>
> "The Seals have been broken?"
>
> "Yes, Indeed. And now the take their revenge. The missile strike was only
> the first phase."
>
> "Yes. Some weeks ago we recieved reports of their actions. The force we
> sent to reconnointer was destroyed."
>
> "A neccessity. The Great War is at hand."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 11:40 AM
Subject: [STGOD] Preparations

> Kothis National Guard Airbase
>
> Major Adam Roswell had recently recovered from his scouting mission
> against the Trolls. Although he was badly injured, the medics had been
> able to cure him of his physical injuries. The mental ones - the exposure
> to the bozon field, the death of his wingmen, his risky escape...
>
> "Major Roswell?" Adam turned around and saw his commanding officer, Lt.
> Colonel Williams and saluted.
>
> "At ease, Major. I've got some good news, though. Command is sending in
> reinforcements to replace our losses. And we're geting new fighters and
> weapons. Looks like this Troll incursion has finally sprung the Starfleet
> to give us some more stuff."
>
> "About time we got some new gear. But will we have sufficient time to get
> up to speed on our new craft?
>
> "Quite. They're actually already here. You can't fly them until you've
> some time in the sims, but they're essentially heavily upgraded Auroras.
> The missiles are top-of-the-line, for once. No more ancient Spartans. At
> any rate, feel free to look at our new ships."
>
> Williams left after that thought, and Roswell decided to take a look at
> the new craft. It took a bit of time to get to the Hardened
> Aerospacecraft Shelters, but what he saw astonished him.
>
> Additional full-sized engines had been added to the wingroots of the
> Aurora, improving acceleration. The original's acceleration had been much
> criticized by the militia, and now was finally corrected. The fusalage
> was larger to accomodate the increased fuel supply and reactors needed to
> power everything. Everything had been upgraded on these new birds...the
> Trolls would be in for one hell of a fight when they came.
>
>
> CIN High Command
>
> "We've just finished upgrading the Home and National Guard ships and
> programs. The Phase 2 Turbolaser is on all warships frigate-sized and
> larger, and most smaller ships have them. Our military is completely
> mobilized and stands ready."
>
> "Good. They'll need the new equipment, especially our Guards - they'll
> have to be on the frontlines with the rest of us. Any indication of who
> initiated the missile attack?"
>
> "We believe it to be a premptive attack by a new Troll power, but their
> leader is of yet unknown. We know they're based in AD33-G54E but all
> intel flights have been destroyed. Nothing can get close enough - their
> ESM is apparently very good. An SWAC group was chased off."
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----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 1:40 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Preparations

> The Hephestus system was cluttered.  Although the shipyards were
> centralized around the fourth planet, other projects had left their
> useless detritus behind, drifting in the void.  The heavily travelled
> areas were clean of hazards, but once one exited the industrial
> section, it became difficult.  In a specially cleared area, three ships
> sat.  One was the _Julias Caesar_, with Commander Sanchez aboard.
>
> "You say that the system is impossible to defend against?" Pablo asked
> his head engineer.
>
> The man nodded.  "I can't make any promises yet, but we haven't
> theorized any way someone could prevent the weapon from taking effect.
> We do have a team working on it right now, however."
>
> "Excellent.  Begin the test."
>
> One of the other ships, a Strike Cruiser, powered up.  Its generators
> fired up, and funneled their power into the specially added weapon.
>
> Fifty kilometers away, a _Belisarius_ class destroyer powered up all
> systems, to give a more dramatic test.
>
> Suddenly, a field emanated from the Strike Cruiser, rapidly expanding
> into a sphere that swallowed the destroyer.  The Destroyer's lights
> dimmed, and it's systems shut down.  It was dead in space.
>
> Sanchez smiled.  "Excellent work, engineer.  Give yourself a bonus."
>
> The engineer smiled a bit himself.  "Ah sir, if we want to produce a
> larger field, we'll have to mount the generators on a larger ship, such
> as a Base Ship--"
>
> "Fine, fine."
>
> The engineer ran some calculations in his head.  "At full power, the
> Mechanical Distortion Generators mounted on a base ship would create a
> sphere about 100,000 kilometers in diameter."  He paused.  "Sir, you do
> know that any ship caught in such a field would be shut down, even our
> own."
>
> Pablo glanced at the drifting form of the ISD.  "Yes.  But the effect
> is not permanent, correct?"
>
> "No.  Once the field is gone," he nodded to a comm officer, and the
> strike cruiser shut down the field, "Operation is restored."  The
> Destroyer lit up once more.
>
> The engineer cleared his throat.  "Multiple Generators are self-
> reinforcing.  The more generators, the greater the range.  A dozen
> cruiser would be good..."
>
> Pablo nodded.  "Outfit the _Jove,_  _Jehovah,_  _Yahweh,_ and _Apollo_
> immediately, and assign 240 Strike Cruisers to be formed into 20 such
> squadrons with these 'MDGs.'"

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 6:03 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Preparations

> Tau Sigma IV System, Andromeda
>
> The _Freedom's Torch_ pulled into spacedock, entering into the caverous and
> huge bays of the Tau Sigma IV fleet station, _Vanguard of Liberty_. It was
> looking radically different, improved and enhanced with the Alliance's
> finest technology. Ranius left the ship and quickly made his way to central
> command. There every fleet commander was waiting, except for Corben who was
> leading deep hit-and-fade assaults into As'at'si'xa Imperium lines, in
> attempt to restore connect with the Alliance, taking with him the 1057 NA
> taskgroup.
>
> As Ranius entered, Subadmiral Steelclaw, the six-legged reptilian Chamachie
> lumbered up to him. Ranius spoke first, "I've seen you've been doing some
> remodeling."
>
> "Yes sir, we've been upgrading all the defensive batteries on the stations
> and planets. Each should be capable of taking on multiple of those Imperium
> planetoids now. It's amazing technology, many of which are fine advancements
> on Chamachie science." The lizard grinned.
>
> "Try to keep the ego in check Firetail, we don't need that Chamachie
> arrogance disrupting things." The Chamachie put on a fake pout. "Anyway,
> give me an update on the situtation."
>
> The Minion subproccessor took over things now, bringing up a display of the
> Milky Way. In its drone, mechanical voice, "A massive fleet of these 'troll'
> creatures are builting up outside of the galaxy proper, here." A bright
> yellow dot appeared on the edge. "Seven smaller taskforces have taken star
> systems at these seven separate locations. Strange anomalies have been
> detected at these locations, massive distortions of space-time. I will let
> Vanguard explain."
>
> The Vanguard is a modern AI, transferred from New Hope to faciliate the main
> base in Beta Vector sector. She is fully sentient and transcends multiple
> dimensions, into hyperspace, subspace, and others, allowing for
> faster-than-light calculations. Quite a match for a Culture Mind. She spoke
> in a melodious tone, "These distortions match Knowledge's transcendant
> archives' data on an Aniecrex anomaly. The Alliance has never encountered
> such a thing in its history, though some of its effects match some of the
> dimensions which d-subs traverse. The Transcendant themselves speak warily
> of it. They call the result of a intelligence/anti-intelligence
> annihilation, however that works, the tell-tale sign of the fabled
> transcendant race of Ignorance. We may be dealing with their chosen race."
>
> "That explains why the As'at'si'xa aren't engaging us here."
>
> "The forces of Ignorance are something the Sentinels of Order and everyone
> else fear. They may not want to wish to risk their precious chosen."
>
> Admiral Lorraine added, "We've got a definite problem if the Great Ones and
> the Fallen Ones are afraid. If Creation and Death are running scared....."
>
> A voice interrupted, "This is Corben, we're back. Successfully destroyed
> three As'at outposts and we took a sensor pass at that fleet. Helluva lot,
> I've seen more before in the Chaos Invasion, but this is still ridiculous. I
> wish we had a Stellar Defender or Eternal Virtue with us."
>
> Vanguard decided to get back to the point, "Our force shields should protect
> against the Aniecrex, or what the locals term, the bozon field. The flux
> energy will force physical laws to conform to normality."
>
> Ranius made a decision. "Alright, I want every ship recalled, begin
> installing flux cores and shields, I want everyone ready as soon as
> possible."
>
> "The Nimbuloids and the meager energy-matter synthenizers we have should do
> the job quickly enough."
>
> "Good, I want Polaris on heightened alert status and everyone on their
> guard. Who knows when all hell will break loose."

----- Original Message -----
From: "namothil" <ray1@purdue.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 1:48 PM
Subject: [STGOD] Exploring

> <snip>
>    Fleet Admiral Ray stood at the front of the briefing chamber,
> addressing his immediate subordinates.  "We are in an unusual situation.
> At our disposal, we have a reasonably large fleet.  However, we have
> almost no logistical support, and we have little knowledge of the
> region.
>
>    "Consequently, all vessels of Destroyer size or smaller with
> wormhole drvies, excluding fast carriers, are to be dispatched to
> explore the nearby galaxy.  All other vessels are to remain here, except
> for the Command Sphere, and an escort to consist of 4 Vengance class
> Monitors, 8 Avenger class Super-dreadnaughts, 8 Halberd class Carriers,
> and 24 Crusader class cruisers.  These vessels will proceed to a point
> within 200 light-years of this galaxy.  All exploring ships are to
> proceed to the Command Sphere upon any contact with a spacefaring
> race.  If they can follow, and choose to do so, then we will attempt
> to open communications.  Otherwise, our actions will depend on the
> strength of the civilization in question, as evidenced by whatever
> ships are observed."
>
>    "You have your orders.  Proceed at once."

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----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 7:07 PM
Subject: [STGOD] Execution

> The is the official invasion thread. The time as of writing is 0306 UTC.
> The date is Sunday, 3 December 2000 CE/AD.
>
> No other information provided, start writing folks!
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 7:45 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> phong.nguyen@usa.net (Phong Nguyen) wrote in
> <Xns8FFEE2423phongnguyenusanet@130.133.1.4>:
>
> >The is the official invasion thread. The time as of writing is 0306 UTC.
> >The date is Sunday, 3 December 2000 CE/AD.
> >
> >No other information provided, start writing folks!
> >
> Uninhabited System AD33-G54E.
>
> Only three hours before a vast fleet was assembled here, preparing for
> the greatest invasion of all time. Ships of all sizes, fighters, bombers
> and more in position to invade, conquer and pillage their current object:
> the Confederation of Independant Nations. For this power held the
> greatest weapons of order and chaos ever created: The Imperium Silver
> Crystal and the Nemesis Black Crystal. Their wielder possesed power
> matched perhaps by none save the Gods themselves. And the Trolls wanted
> them.
>
> Kothis Airbase
> Plebes System
>
> Across the airbase, hundreds of pilots napped in cots next their
> fighters. Several hours ago alien missiles had been launched at the
> Confederation as an attempt to destroy strategic targets - but had
> failed. Kothis was a major airbase for the planet; many runways and
> launching pads were there in addition to a massively reinforced based
> designed to withstand repeated bombardment should their shields fail.
>
> "Command, this is Watch. Many inbounds at the edge of the interdiction
> field. They're trolls."
>
> "Very well, watch. Space Warning Red! Weapons free, all craft scramble!
> Repeat, this is a scramble situation... all craft..."
>
> Around the planet raid warnings began wailing and personell moved to
> alert status. Fighters and bombers began moving onto the runways even as
> the first of the planatary antiship missiles began firing, the bright
> tongues of flame spewing from their rears lighting up the night. Each was
> armed with a massive teraton-yield warhead and heavy shielding to cripple
> major enemy combatants.
>
> But they weren't enough. There were many planets and only a few thousand
> missiles to go around. The orbital platforms had to make do with much
> smaller missiles that could be shot down much more easily - and more
> importantly, had a much smaller warhead.
>
> Onplanet, fighters were racing into the sky at full throttle, moving into
> escort position around the bombers who already were in the sky. While
> Troll ESM was excellent, their ECM was subpar, and the fighters would
> have first shot with their missiles.
>
> Major Roswell would recieve his first kill of the conflict in what would
> prove to be an incredible career - even moreso since he was militia, not
> military. Lighting up the first bomber at maximum range, he sent a pair
> of Foxfire missiles and watched the craft disintergrate under the nuclear
> explosion. Another salvo of long-range missiles and then -
>
> The enemy was upon them. Swarming them with vast numbers not seen even in
> the Collective. The Aurora II proved supurb, her eight engines and many
> thursters allowing them high manueverability - for a third-line craft,
> anyways. Roswell saw as a Lightning, the mainstay of the Starfleet
> perform maneuvers he could never match.
>
> And promptly die as five enemy fighters rammed him, determined to destroy
> such a skilled opponent at any cost. Unit cohesion had been lost, and it
> was a massive free-for-all. But there's an old saying: the bomber always
> gets through.
>
> And they did, both sides'. Confederation dive bombers generally raised
> havoc with the enemy gunners, throwing massive inertia bombs and almost
> always scoring at least a proximity detonations. But enemy gunners took
> their toll, ripping apart fighters. Missiles added to the carnage, but
> antifighter defenses rarely did more than increase attrition.
>
> They were so busy fending off the dive bombers that they forgot the
> torpedo bombers. All raced in, desperately seeking lock-on for their
> guided weapons. As the lead recieved a lock, entire squads volley-fired
> their loads, devestating the lead ships of the Troll formation. But there
> were many more, so many more.
>
> Unlike their counterparts in the CIN, the Trolls did not use dive
> bombers, preferring guided weapons. And they were having a hard time
> breaking through CIN ECM. And CIN ships possesed immense point-defense
> batteries, batteries that took their toll on the attackers. But some got
> through and ships began taking damage from the impacts.
>
> The capital ships had been hiding around the planet, waiting for the
> projected invasion to stop as many landing craft as possible. And as the
> Troll fleet punched their way through the swarm of fighters to begin
> bombardment of the shield, the first destroyer squadron lept into action
> to distract them. And this was a Starfleet group, armed with reflex
> cannon, and commanded by a Home Guard Des Moines cruiser, carring huge
> numbers of rapid-fire turbolasers.
>
> The initial reflex salvo destroyed any fighter unlucky enough to be near
> the beam and destroyed many lesser ships, but the oribtal bombardment was
> able to knock down a shield grid. Landing ships began emerging from their
> motherships, and the rest of the defensive fleet moved into action.
>
> Spewing turbolaser fire from their numerous cannon, the inital salvo
> wreaked havoc through the Troll landing ranks. But then the attackers
> merely maneuvered themselves to protect the important troops. You can't
> take a planet without an invasion, after all.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 8:47 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution
>
> "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net> wrote in message
> news:Xns8FFEE85ADphongnguyenusanet@130.133.1.4...
> > phong.nguyen@usa.net (Phong Nguyen) wrote in
> > <Xns8FFEE2423phongnguyenusanet@130.133.1.4>:
> >
> > Spewing turbolaser fire from their numerous cannon, the inital salvo
> > wreaked havoc through the Troll landing ranks. But then the attackers
> > merely maneuvered themselves to protect the important troops. You can't
> > take a planet without an invasion, after all.
>
> Plebes System
>
> The space around Kothis was filled with bright explosions and the dying
> embers of starships. All around the fighters continued to duel in a massive
> free-for-all. Bombers unleashed their payloads and were promptly ripped
> apart. Massive capital ships had committed themselves to battle, exchanging
> massive salvos, as they struggled to keep the landing craft away from the
> planet.
>
> The battle was far too joined to use fleet killers. It looked like a person
> was going to have to do it the hard way. The Alliance decided to commit the
> 24th and the 18th. They came out hard and fast as they hit the interdiction
> field. The battlegroups, moving at near c, began decelerating to arrive
> right at proper combat speeds.
>
> The 3 Lightnings and single Typhoon ESW destroyer began heavy jamming,
> powered by immense hypermatter reactors, making the Trolls' guided torpedoes
> near useless. The numerous ships in the groups disgorged wave after wave of
> fighters and bombers.
>
> The pilots did not flinch seeing the awe-inspiring numbers of enemies, most
> were veterans of the Zerg and Borg Wars. They knew how to counter swarm and
> ramming tactics well. Fighters began picking targets, unleashing volleys of
> Trebuchet IIIs and LR cluster missiles, devastating the already-committed
> troll fighter ranks. Entering energy weapon range, they began the deadly
> dance with the numerous troll fighters, already engaging the CIN's own
> skilled fighters.
>
> Missile boats and other heavy bombers raced towards the enemy capital ships,
> heavily distracted by the first the CIN dive bombers and then the sudden
> assault of torpedo bombers. A fold-cloaked modern SWACS, protected in its
> own little pocket of space-time, provided them sensor data from its advanced
> suite of psionic and spatial sensors, unaffected by the immense jamming of
> technological sensors. They unleashed their payloads, torpedoes racing
> forward and smashing against the exposed rear of the capital ships, many
> which had their shields oriented strongly to the forward to duel the CIN
> vessels. The weakened aft shields shuddered and collapsed under the impact
> of antimatter and nuclear fire. The next wave of torpedoes formed small
> quantum singularities or hyperspatial fissures, ripping apart the engines of
> many troll ships or further weakening more. But still there were many
> remaining, as some of the bombers turned round and ended back to rearm, as
> their massive payloads were quickly exhausted.
>
> Quicker strike bombers danced and weaved pass enemy capital ships.
> Point-defense wiped out many of their ranks, as they rushed pass to get to
> the heart of their formations, the landing barges. Few managed to get in,
> but the vulnerable landing crafts suffered from barrages of torpedoes,
> consumed in giant balls of fire, as troll defenders continued downing bomber
> after bomber.
>
> The capital ships finally arrived, headed by the titanic juggernauts, the
> Mon Erion and the GTVJ Zeus. Many of the Troll ships managed to reorient
> themselves in time to duel this new threat from behind. The trolls were
> divided between the CIN and the Alliance capital ships. The two battlegroups
> were horrendously outnumbered, as more troll warships arrayed themselves
> against them. The 24th Republic was still understrength from the Civil War
> and the GTVA 18th was only a full 100 ships strong. Their only advantage was
> the hastily installed force shields and flux generators, providing the
> protection to take the horrendous amount of bombardment they were receiving.
>
> Plasma flak batteries unleashed bursts of plasma, struggling to intercept
> the numerous waves of troll bombers and torpedoes. The Alliance capital
> ships began unleashed broadsides of turbolasers, ion cannons, and zero-point
> cannons followed with anti-cap ships torpedoes. Troll ships weren't too
> difficult to destroy but their sheer numbers provided far too many targets
> to deal with. The beam cannons and tactical superlasers of the fleet were
> saved for any troll ramming attacks, which were just beginning. The Mon
> Erion's single planet-killing superlaser was saved for a target of
> opportunity. The lighter Alliance ships were beginning to feel the
> bombardment, as an Atlantis gunship's force shields failed, its regular
> shields collapsed, and it was consumed by a ramming troll corvette. Other
> escorts were soon about to share the same fate. Trolls were dying quickly,
> but there were just too many.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 11:31 AM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net> wrote in
> <KfkW5.38470$%P2.4919054@typhoon.we.rr.com>:
>
> >
> >"Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net> wrote in message
> >news:Xns8FFEE85ADphongnguyenusanet@130.133.1.4...
> >> phong.nguyen@usa.net (Phong Nguyen) wrote in
> >> <Xns8FFEE2423phongnguyenusanet@130.133.1.4>:
> >>
> >> Spewing turbolaser fire from their numerous cannon, the inital salvo
> >> wreaked havoc through the Troll landing ranks. But then the attackers
> >> merely maneuvered themselves to protect the important troops. You
> >> can't take a planet without an invasion, after all.
> > <snip>
> >Plasma flak batteries unleashed bursts of plasma, struggling to
> >intercept the numerous waves of troll bombers and torpedoes. The
> >Alliance capital ships began unleashed broadsides of turbolasers, ion
> >cannons, and zero-point cannons followed with anti-cap ships torpedoes.
> >Troll ships weren't too difficult to destroy but their sheer numbers
> >provided far too many targets to deal with. The beam cannons and
> >tactical superlasers of the fleet were saved for any troll ramming
> >attacks, which were just beginning. The Mon Erion's single
> >planet-killing superlaser was saved for a target of opportunity. The
> >lighter Alliance ships were beginning to feel the bombardment, as an
> >Atlantis gunship's force shields failed, its regular shields collapsed,
> >and it was consumed by a ramming troll corvette. Other escorts were soon
> >about to share the same fate. Trolls were dying quickly, but there were
> >just too many.
> > <snip>
> >
> The CIN defensive fleet was losing most of her lighter escorts, the
> gunships and corvettes long since destroyed and the remaining frigates
> quickly becoming overwhelmed, unable to cope with the massive salvos
> directed towards them. Some managed to complete their torpedo runs, but
> not many.
>
> The cruisers Des Moines and Newport News were firing for all they were
> worth, their Phase 2 Turbolasers pouring energy into enemy shielding. But
> they were only two cruisers against many, and even they would fall.
> Shredding an enemy carrier with their fire, an enemy battleship decided
> enough was enough, and began hitting the attackers with everything it
> could - the heavy weapons were currently dedicated to orbital
> bombardment, and several divisions would soon be landing.
>
> The last Starfleet destroyer, the Fletcher, fired off her reflex cannon
> at full power straight into the engine cowlings of an enemy
> battlecruiser, wrecking it's already weakened shielding and punching a
> massive hole straight in from one end to the other - the force of the
> blast completely vaporized the reactor before it had a chance to explode.
> And with the destroyer's crew's minds warped by the bozon fields, they
> actually went full throttle and flew straight inside, broadsiding
> anything and everything they could, totally wrecking the battlecruiser.
>
> But a group of enemy cruisers had decided to kill the last reflex-armed
> ship. Sweeping past a squadon of corvettes and gunships trying to engage
> them, they fired off several full salos at the hapless destroyer, turning
> it into scrap metal within moments.
>
> The Trolls had too many ships. And they were winning, and even managed to
> bring a single planatary shield segment down. While they couldn't break
> through the others, it was enough to land troops and now the next phase
> begun, the ground war.
>
> Several light divisions had already been landed and were fanning out to
> secure the landing zone. Orbital bombardment had warded off any
> defenders, but now with friendly troops on the ground...it had to cease.
> And a few dozen CIN aircraft were on their way, armed with heavy
> penetration bombs, cluster minutions, mines and more. Escorting the
> strike platforms were several fighter squadrons diverted from the space

> battle.
>
> The initial air attack was supposed to blunt the assault by denying their
> landing zone through a combination of conventional weapons and mines.
> Supposed too, anyways, but flak and SAMs proved too much, and not enough
> craft survived their run to do any real damage. By this point several
> mechanized divisions had landed and were speeding off into the distance
> where an artillery division and two armored divisions were speeding off.
>
> "This is Alfa-Six-One, we've got a bunch of troll IFVs coming in. Some
> tanks, too, but not too much. Engaging, out"
>
> Some eight hundred tanks poured forth from over the hill against the
> suprised enemy. The Confederation troops got first shot, and they weren't
> about to squander the element of suprise. 155mm shells were flying
> through the sky as fast as the autoloader could work, plasma fire
> erupting from their #2 barrell. Return fire was intense, but Confed armor
> was some of the best, and this time, at least, the Trolls lacked the
> numerical superiority to break through. And neither did the CIN, who's
> enemy was fast gaining reinforcements from above. The air-defense forces
> could not shoot all of them down.
>
> Meanwhile, the artillery division, this particular one completely
> self-propelled, managed to get within range of the landing zone. A
> forward artiller plotter radioed in "Landing zone is grid reference
> 12x74, radius ..."
>
> "Fire mission!"
>
> Many guns raised to the sky, mostly 406mm & 203mm monsters whose sole
> purpose was to harm from far away. Their sound heralded death from above,
> and no vehicle could withstand a 2700lb shell. VT shells ripped apart
> infantry caught in the open. The division was 'shooting and scooting' to
> prevent counterbattery fire.
>
> Then..."Sir, artillery fire impacting on enemy shield grid, it's dome
> configured. Switching to nuclear...we have theatre authorization. We've
> eight nukes with us, firing now."
>
> As one the entire division let out a nuclear salvo designed to penetrate
> the shield and rain death...but a bozon field generator was also active
> and it stopped most of the shells from working.
>
> The trolls had a rapidly-expanding forward base of which they could stage
> the final invasion of CIN. And win the ultimate prizes to lusted for.
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----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 12:45 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> In article <Xns8FFF9FDE4phongnguyenusanet@130.133.1.4>,
>   phong.nguyen@usa.net (Phong Nguyen) wrote:
> [snip]
> > The trolls had a rapidly-expanding forward base of which they could
> stage
> > the final invasion of CIN. And win the ultimate prizes to lusted for.
>
> As the battle raged on the ground below, the trolls battled the
> remaining CIN vessels in the sky.  The trolls were taking a heavy toll,
> and it seemed the battle would soon be lost.  The troll attack suddenly
> intensified as they sought to dry their beleagured enemy off its feet.
> They would have to fight harder, however.
>
> A scant 2,000 kilometers behind them, the entire battle fleet of the
> SRDC Golden Horde arrived, with the fifth fleet tacked on to assist.
> Aboard the _Sanctity_ carrier _Righteousness,_ Admiral Subotai grinned
> with anticipation.
>
> The 33,000 fighters of the Horde boiled out angrily, accompanied by
> 66,000 of the standard corps.  Assisting the 300 carriers were 850
> _Belisarius_ destroyers.  Despite the size and majesty of the attacking
> force, the trolls were still too many.  They wheeled about, and met the
> SRDC fleet.  Through the line of battle, 150 of the Destroyers fought.
>
> 12 of them were downed on approach, but they were able to dump their
> payload onto the planet below.  Thousands of shuttles carrying over
> 350,000 troops, and hundreds of Mobile Suit Carriers with a total of
> 3,000 suits fell into the atmosphere on the tails of the last troll
> force launched.  The 138 remaining destroyers folded away hurredly, to
> avoid destruction.
>
> The battle was joined.
>
> ----=====----
>
> A platoon of 50 SRDC troopers moved through the forest.  The thick
> greenery offered far too much cover for them to be comfortable.  If the
> trolls came...
>
> "Lieutenant, it's too quiet," said the platoon sergeant.
>
> "Would you rather it be loud?" he responded.
>
> "Well, at least then we would know where they were."
>
> "Just switch to infra-red and make a sweep."
>
> "Yes sir."  The sergeant trotted away.  He switched his display to
> infra-red, and looked side to side slowly.  "Sir, I don't think I see
> anything.  We should be in the--Wait.  I've got contact, 43 degrees
> northwest.  Should be in grid 20."
>
> The Lieutenant queried, "You sure about that?"
>
> "Might be civvies, but I don't think they'd still be around here."
>
> "Well, maybe they can't--"
>
> A near panicked Corporal bit in, "Multiple contacts, squad 3, grid 20!
> Engaging!"
>
> "All forces, watch for trolls.  Squad 1, we're going to assist 3!"
>
> The troopers converged on grid twenty, and found the five members of
> squad 3 embroiled in heavy combat.  Dozens of trolls came from the
> forest itself, as if they were part of it.  The forests made it too
> difficult for most armored vehicles to navigate, and the Lieutenant
> thanked God for that.  As he opened fire on a clump of them with his RH-
> 6, he called up for reinforcements.  Another 2 platoons would be
> arriving within 20 minutes, and a squad of Virgo II's in 30 minutes.
> He hoped they wouldn't be too late.
>
> "Platoon, strong point in Grid 20, now!"  A chorus of acknowledgements
> rang up.  The heavy weapons set up their bipods, and the platoon set up
> around a cliff.  With it to guard their flanks, they could devote their
> firepower in one direction, and so they did.  The heavy volumes of fire
> generated by the RH-11s was cutting the advancing trolls to pieces.
> The smaller, weaker weapons they carried were not powerful enough to
> effectively breach the combat suits of the SRDC troops, but soon the
> shields would wear down, and only the armor would be there.
>
> "Pyros, up front!" the sergeant said into his comm.  The specially
> equipped troops activated their flame projectors, and fired into the
> mass of trolls ahead.  The gibbering heaps of burning trolls lit the
> forest up.  The pyros poured it on intermittently, wasting scores of
> trolls with every attack, but they kept on coming.
>
> After what seemed like a year, the two extra platoons arrived.  They
> seemed to be pushing the trolls back, with their assitance, but
> suddenly everything went to hell.
>
> On the edge of the strong point, there was a massive explosion,
> creating a fountain of brown dirt.  A dozen men were wiped out in a
> single shot.  "Arty, arty!" came the call.  The shots continued to rain
> down, inaccurately, but powerfully.
>
> The Lieutenant heard a mechanical voice over the comm.  "Infantry
> group, retreat.  We will cover you."  He glanced up, and saw the three
> Virgos, finally arrived.  "You heard the bot, get moving!"
>
> The Virgos poured beam fire into the troll ranks, vaporizing dozens of
> them.  One of the Mobile Dolls sighted the troll field artillery, and
> blasted it to scrap with a single burst.  Inneffective troll fire
> lanced up at the dolls, and they mowed more suicidal trolls down.
> Unfortunately, they read incoming troll armor from the north, too many
> to take care of.  With a parting handful of blasts, they rocketed up
> and away from the battlefield.
>
> ----=====----

----- Original Message -----
From: "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 8:18 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution
>
> > The Virgos poured beam fire into the troll ranks, vaporizing dozens of
> > them.  One of the Mobile Dolls sighted the troll field artillery, and
> > blasted it to scrap with a single burst.  Inneffective troll fire
> > lanced up at the dolls, and they mowed more suicidal trolls down.
> > Unfortunately, they read incoming troll armor from the north, too many
> > to take care of.  With a parting handful of blasts, they rocketed up
> > and away from the battlefield.
> >
>
> Local Space
> At that time.
>
> The Fighting was intense. The Troll fleet had started off with numerical
> supperiorty over the CIN forces. The backup that had come in from the CIN
> and other powers had blunted, but not destroyed the troll thrust towards the
> planet. Both sides had started the fighting with nice neat formations of
> ships and fighters. The Fighters had lost their formations almost instantly
> (with the exception of some elite units) and the cap ships soon followed.
> It was a bar-room brawl. Nothing more.
> Some local squadron commanders had gotten their cap ships allied with a few
> others and were succesful in concentrating firepower together and holding
> back troll forces, but gradualy they were overwhelmed. The Troll empire had
> had years to build these forces while the ASVS powers were constantly
> fighting amoung themselves.
> They now payed the price.
>
> 'Why the CIN? Why that planet? WHY? WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY?' Chris raged in his
> comand room. before him was a large galactic holo. 10 meters across.
> Highlighted were the areas of troll activity. Most probably incomplete. With
> the early warning net down, he was relying on local sensor datalinks, intel
> reports and other info. Even with the fragmented picture that he was getting
> he could see several things that worried him.
>
> The troll fleet had struck quickly and with a level of co-ordination he had
> never seen in a troll force before. First they had sent raiders with a small
> number of ships in and attacked random convoys. Testing. Probing. They were
> no more then annoyances to everyone. The sensor net kept everyone apprised
> of what they were doing. Kyle had contacted most powers to get a force
> together to take out these people and they were ready to attack these minor
> outposts.
>
> Then came the invasion.
>
> The Trolls had come in fast and hard. They disabled the early warning net
> which they should not have even KNOWN about letting the first wave of their
> armarda crash in with devistating force.
>
> However their targets surprised him. Appart from when the ASVS powers had
> sought it out, the trolls only battled at a single CIN outpost. A sector
> base. But there were 6-7 more jucy targets within 40 light years of that
> base. Why had they commited such a massive fleet to that location? Why were
> they landing troops st such rates?
>
> The only possible answer, they wanted something on that planet. Someone so
> bad they were willing to lose a notable fraction of their armed forces.
>
> 'Computer, crossreference all information on the Plebes System. List all
> possible uses a troll army could have for the system or anything that exists
> or MIGHT exist in the system'.
> 'Stand by.....Most probable reason is troll incompetence'.
> 'List next'.
> 'Second highest probable is related to the legends of the Imperium Silver
> Crystal and the Nemesis Black Crystal' the computer said calmly.
> 'Computer, clarafy Imperium Silver Crystal and the Nemesis Black Crystal'
> Chris said. The Galaxy vanished replaced by an image of flatscreen LCARS
> terminals. Data scroled down and the computer gave its overview'.
>
> 'The legendery Imperium Silver Crystal and the Nemesis Black Crystal were 2
> crsytals apparently formed in this systems twin dark and light gas giants
> one million years ago. They were said to have the ability when combined by a
> Mage of incredable power to generate a directed anti-bazon field equal in
> power to the troll it was used at, in effect negating theri troll side and
> restoring them to a normal person. or in cases of extreme trollness,
> destroying it.'
>
> Shit, Chris thought. The most powerful anti-troll weapon ever developed. And
> the trolls knew about it. And were planning to take them.
> And none of the allied powers knew about it.
>
> 'Computer, what is the specific location of the Crystals?'
>
> 'Unknown. According to Legend, the Imperium Silver Crystal is still on
> planet in a series of caves deep under the Co'ryon plato. Specifics unknown.
> The Nemesis Black Crystal according to Legend was launched into space by a
> renagade troll faction when the 2 were seperated at the defeat of a major
> troll. No further information available. Continue with report?'
>
> 'No' Chris said. He knew in his bones that was it. he switched to a real
> time feed of the land battle.
> And imediatly felt sick.
> A troll light infantery division had already arrived at the caves. The
> nearest allied forces were ignoring them as there were far more pressing
> concernes.
> But he HAD to warn them.
>
> 'Computer, open a channel to the CIN command ship in that system'.
> 'unable to comply' the female voice replied.
> 'Why' Chris demanded.
> 'Intense ECM and jamming renders long range comms unable to establish link'
> God DAMM it Chris thought. He would have to go in. He was only 10 minuites
> away by slipstream. He hit the comm.
> 'Bridge. Get our force one moving to the Plebes System imediatly. Max
> slipstream speed.'
> Getting an acknowledgement he left the ready room and ran for the Bridge.
>
> ***
>
> 10 minutes later.
>
> 'Re-entery in 20 seconds'
> 'Confirm battle stations' the Captain ordered.
> 'Confirmed. Alert level Red 2 confirmed' the XO stated.
> 'All stations request final conformation for jump. Command go.'
> 'ECW go'
> 'Flight opps go'
> 'Fleet opps go'
> 'Ground opps go'
> 'Intel go'
> 'Nav go'
> 'Guns go'
> 'Comms go'
> 'I read the board as green. Clear for reversion' Chris called out from his
> perch above the multi level crew pits.
> 'Roger that Sir' the Captain called. 'Time to reversion
> 5...4...3...3...2...1...0'
> The blue tunnel of Slipstream ripped away to revel a battle royal.
> 'Mother of GOD' Chris breathed at the tac holo came into view. The advanced
> tech sensors saw through the jamming and ECM easily enough to paint a
> picture of a battle streaching between Kothis and her moon. His task force
> had come out of slipstream perfectly positioned to the flank of the troll
> forces.
>
> Chris pointed at the ships.
>
> 'Fire the forward reflex cannons and the superlaser. I wan't this to be
> messy!'
> The 8 wing mounted macross cannons blasted away combined with the axiel
> superlaser, blasting into the troll's heavy ships. Some of them had bazon
> fields powerful enough to completly ignore the damage and they flew on
> sedatly. Others with less ability to ignore reality were blasted and vapped
> into even more glowing debre and gas.
> Oh that felt good.
> 'Comms get me a channel to the CIN lead ship. Priority A1!!!'...

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 8:36 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> Chris O'Farrell wrote:
> > Chris pointed at the ships.
> >
> > 'Fire the forward reflex cannons and the superlaser. I wan't this to be
> > messy!'
> > The 8 wing mounted macross cannons blasted away combined with the axiel
> > superlaser, blasting into the troll's heavy ships. Some of them had bazon
> > fields powerful enough to completly ignore the damage and they flew on
> > sedatly. Others with less ability to ignore reality were blasted and vapped
> > into even more glowing debre and gas.
> > Oh that felt good.
> > 'Comms get me a channel to the CIN lead ship. Priority 1A!!!'...
>
> "O'Farrell, this is Knopf. Your message can't get through. I'm
> presently on outskirts of the troll formation. Our best chance of
> breaking through to Kothis is a single coordianted thrust. I'm
> including the data on a sideband. Knopf out."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 9:57 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> > "O'Farrell, this is Knopf. Your message can't get through. I'm
> > presently on outskirts of the troll formation. Our best chance of
> > breaking through to Kothis is a single coordianted thrust. I'm
> > including the data on a sidebeam. Knopf out."
>
> 'Sensors where is he?'
> 'Reading the Sixth Imperium force bearing 118 mark 32. Looks like they are
> preping for a forward thrust'.
> 'Sensors, give me a report on the INT field'
> 'Its a system wide field. It will prevent any SW Hyperspace movement as well
> as access to B5 Hyperspace. Slipstream is active, but calaculating a jump
> this short...no way in hell. Warp is active. However the inner system is so
> damm cluttered that screaming in at several thousand C in realspace would
> not be a good idea Sir'.
> 'DAMM IT!!' Chris said, thumping his armrest. Looks like we are going to
> have to do it the old fashioned way. Get the fleet to perform a 2 second
> warp sprint to Kyles rallying point. Prepare to engage the enemy'.
>
> His task force consisted of 200 Akira class Torpedo boats, 100 Wirlwind
> class Destroyers, 15 Intruder class carriers (which launched their fighters
> then backed off), 10 Mark III Executors, and the _O'Farrells Revenge_.
> Fighters poored from all ships forming up into squads and jumping with the
> fleet.
>
> A few second later, Task force 1 jumped out of Warp around Knopf's fleet.
> Chris hit the Comm.
> 'Lo Kyle, mind if we rancor roll our way in with you?'

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 2:08 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution
>
> Chris O'Farrell wrote:
<snip>
> >
> > A few second later, Task force 1 jumped out of Warp around Knopf's fleet.
> > Chris hit the Comm.
> > 'Lo Kyle, mind if we rancor roll our way in with you?'
>
> Knopf grinned, "Not a problem." We've also received some more
> assistance. I've grown sick of waiting, so we'll go know. My
> fighters will screen ahead of us, the bombers will then attack any
> target identified by the fighters."
>
> He saw O'Farrell's agreement with the plan so far and continued on.
> "My heavy ships haven't arrived yet. So I'll need you to spear head
> the formation. My fighters will do there best to help you though."
>
> This plan gave them the best chance for success, but it also meant
> that O'Farrell would be hammered hard. He saw Chris think it over,
> before he even spoke he cold tell that O'Farell had agreed. "That
> would probably be best. But what about your carriers and escorts?"
>
> "I'll set my escorts to covering our flanks and rear. The carriers
> will be in the center of the formation. If you'd like your carriers
> can join up with mine. Or if you'd prefer you can leave them behind
> and we could configure my carriers to rearm your fighters."
>
> "When the formation is finished the honor of launching the attack
> can be yours since you'll be spearheading it. I'll await your
> decision. Knopf Out."
Skip to Chris's reply, new branch

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 2:49 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> <snip>
> > "When the formation is finished the honor of launching the
> > attack can be yours since you'll be spearheading it. I'll await your
> > decision. Knopf Out."
> >
>
> "Admiral it looks like things are getting ready to burst," the ensign
> manning the sensor station called out. "O'Farrell just jumped in system
> with most of his ships and it looks like he and Knopf are getting ready
> to launch."
>
> "Good, prep the fighters I want every one on alert," Wilkens kicked
> into high gear as orders began streaming around him in an effort to
> launch the massive fleet that the Republic had gathered here. "Launch
> all hyperdrive equipped fighters, we'll run to the edge of the field
> and switch on HIMS and coast onto the starboard flank."
>
> "M-Wings, E-Wings and Defenders launch at accelerated priority," the
> CAG. "E-Wings finish CAP duty and form up to screen the M-Wings."
>
> "Alter fleet headings into formation Beta-2 with Taskforce Virtue
> taking the upper spearhead and Taskforce Tweilight taking the lower."
>
> "Commander of the _Devotion_ reports his goup in position. Commander of
> the Watchkeeper reports that the tail elements are in place."
>
> "Set flank guards up utilizing Alpha and Beta Detachments from
> Taskforce Endurance, the Freedom, Wilderness and Songbird can handle
> themselves."
>
> "Fighters launched and free sir"
>
> "Prep all Vipers and switch their loadout from standard to Cap Ship
> combat."
>
> "Rearmament underway sir, we should be set before we arrive in system."
>
> "Gunnery command reports IFF codes verified and registerd in all
> targeting batteries. Copies are confirmed and weapons fire is green."
>
> "Superlaser batteries on the  Hope, Defiance, Swift, & Defender report
> as charged and ready. The Sovreign's ar laggin a little in powering up."
>
> "Admiral commanders on the Hope, Defiance, Swift, & Defender are
> requesting in theater authorization for Superlaser release."
>
> "inform all commanders that release is givenAuthorization codeset is
> Alpha Gamma Two One Four Theta Epsilon Five," Wilkens responded. "Get
> the Sovreign's up and runnign, we'll need their superlasers to help
> open holes in the point defense destroyers."
>
> "Sir, missile tubes are loaded and targeting commanders report that IFF
> codes are set and locked into the system."
>
> "comms reporting sir, we've got secure ships to ship set up, it'll take
> an entire planet jamming us to stop this."
>
> "Lets hope the trolls aren't that smart," Wikens laughed efore getting
> to the real meat. "Final authorization check in, give me go no-go."
>
> "Fleet traffic is green."
> "Starfighter command is go."
> "Sensors are go"
> "Targeting is go."
> "Systems is go."
> "Tactical control is go."
> "Backup is go."
> "Gunnery is go."
> "Missiles are go."
> "Engineering is go."
> "Damage control online and green."
> "Hyperspace Inertial Momentum Sustainers are go."
> "Superlaser authorization codes are logged, we are green for superlaser
> battery control."
>
>
> "Sir the board is clean, final wave-off is set," the assistant Fleet
> Commander turned to Wilkens. "Deputy Commanders report all units
> prepped and briefed, we are at go no-go"
>
> "Authorization is given,"Wilkens responded. "Lets get us some"
>
> In a brilliant flash of light the 16 odd taskforce fleet lept as one
> into a brief microjump punctuated by the blasts of overloading HIMS
> systems. Flying in a massive, and unevenly weighted spike the New
> Republic fleet broke into realpace for a final time mere seconds from
> the Troll Armada's starboard flank. However they had a key advantage.
> In a classic denial of the three dimensional nature of space the trolls
> had formed into a wall-like structure that had great breadth and depth
> but lacked any substanitive height. Wilkens fleet was outnumbered by
> almost 10-1 but in their ptch of pace they would be kings, if Knopf
> could break through. If.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jonathan Boyd" <jonathan@jboyd.co.uk>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 4:34 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> Our spies intercepted the following random wibbling garbage from Cmdrwilkens
> at burnettr@glue.umd.edu:
>
> > In a brilliant flash of light the 16 odd taskforce fleet lept as one
> > into a brief microjump punctuated by the blasts of overloading HIMS
> > systems. Flying in a massive, and unevenly weighted spike the New
> > Republic fleet broke into realpace for a final time mere seconds from
> > the Troll Armada's starboard flank. However they had a key advantage.
> > In a classic denial of the three dimensional nature of space the trolls
> > had formed into a wall-like structure that had great breadth and depth
> > but lacked any substanitive height. Wilkens fleet was outnumbered by
> > almost 10-1 but in their ptch of pace they would be kings, if Knopf
> > could break through. If.
>
> No plan survives contact with the enemy. A lesson about to be painfully
> learnt by the allied forces.
>
> The fleet reappeared an instant later in their positions around the troll
> fleet. They were not alone. A swarm of missiles launched at the instant of
> their launch began impacting on the startled vessels. Several screams
> punctuated the comm channels as ships reporting in were overwhelmed by the
> unexpected vollies
>
> "What the kriff?" yelled Wilkens as his first officer ordered the point
> defences to open up. They already had of course, but it was aprt of the
> deadly dance of combat. One of the steps that must be carried out for it to
> retain its structure and beauty.
>
> "Sir, we have 8% losses already and a new ship appears to have joined the
> troll fleet. It's the _Hoth_, sir."
>
> Wilkens paled. So that was where the trolls' sudden tactical brilliance had
> sprung from. Sheppard.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 5:29 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> In article <B651DCB6.255A%jonathan@jboyd.co.uk>,
>   Jonathan Boyd <jonathan@jboyd.co.uk> wrote:
<snip>
>
> In the moments before contact hundreds of missiles riped into the edges
> of the New Republic formation. Lighter escorts succumbed quickly
> turning into oh so much space debris.
>
> Alerted by the presence of unexpected forces the theater reserve jumped
> in. Saying that taskforce Enudrance's arrival shifted things would be
> saying it lightly. With two Sovreign class SSDs and the SMCV Freedom
> spearheading the advance the Hoth had bare seconds of life. Her sensor
> officers had just finished informing her captain of massive warships
> icoming on Hyperspace Inertial Momentum Sustainers. Even as the lowly
> rating finished speaking the Freedom appeared twenty kilometers off the
> Hoth's bow and opened up.
>
> It was more a wave than individual bolts but the effect was the same.
> As one over 130,000 Heavy Turbolasers struck home in the first second,
> an equal number of light and medium blasts added to the confusion. Twin
> superlaser blasts from the Wilderness and Songbird tore off the
> remainder of the Hoth's shields. the remaining Executors, Allegiances,
> Ralroosts, Viscounts, and such tore gaping chunks out of the ship wih
> their heavy weaponry. M-Wings finished the job gracefully eliminating
> the hulk of the Hoth with a single blast from Dr. Device.
>
> As this battle raged Wilkens flew on with the main fleet. While
> Sheppard's wing attack was disconcerting it didn't yet trigger the
> alarm bells in his mind, the bell that sounded something like a sensor
> warning, but he chose to ignore it. The decision would be costly.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 4:26 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

>
> > "When the formation is finished the honor of launching the attack
> > can be yours since you'll be spearheading it. I'll await your
> > decision. Knopf Out."
> >
> 'Roger that'.
> 'Squadron, assume tac formation theata II 15 klicks ahead of the Imperium
> fleet'.
> Theta 2 moved the Superlaser equiped Executor III's in a close formation
> around the _O'Farrells Revernge_ with the smaller ships spaced around the
> formation in neat patterns to allow many overlapping fields of fire. Any
> single target could receive 60% of the groups firepower at one time this
> way. The fleet rapidly formed up. Imperium fighters drove past the
> formation, blasting for the point. His own _Starburst_ mecha joined them,
> while the K-Wing III's and Missile Boat III's fell back to join Kyles heavy
> attack forces. he noticed that Kyle had aranged his few big ships such that
> he would be able to poor out massive broadsides at targets as they got a
> line of site. Very good.
>
> 'Attention all forces. Set heading 113 mark 02. Accelerate to .4C. Prepare
> to engage the enemy'.
> The massive fleet of imperium and Hermongy (and other powers that had joined
> in) accelerated forward into the troll lines. The forward attack fighters
> for now stayed close by his order, as he did not want them to get in the way
> of this.
> 'Attack group one, you are cleared to fire. Concentrate on their lighter
> ships. We can kill far more of them that way, and help the fighters a LOT.'
> With no more talk, the 10 Executors cut lose with theri axiel superlasers.
> Joined by the _O'Farrells Revenge_'s more powerful version and 8 forward
> reflex cannons, they tore a wide hole in the troll lines, destroying a large
> number of smaller craft and impossible number of strike craft. Into this
> hole the combined fleet charged led by the fighter craft like bats out of
> hell. As the entire fleet was diving into the troll lines, he keyed for a
> fleet wide frequency.
>
> 'All ships fire at will, I say again fire. Fire!'
Skip to Kyle's reply, new branch

----- Original Message -----
From: "namothil" <ray1@purdue.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 6:03 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> In article <1DWW5.7185$KY1.19307@news1.rivrw1.nsw.optushome.com.au>,
>   "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au> wrote:
> > 'Roger that.'
> <snip>
>
> As the main attack began, the troll ranks recieved another shock, as
> almost 600 ships suddenly appeared, missile ports unleashing lethal
> broadsides, and then disappeared, only to reappear in new positions
> a few moments later.  No one strike did much damage, but the chaos
> they produced made the troll fleets easier prey for the attackers.  The
> trolls had a choice: Keep trying to fight this elusive, but relatively
> harmless, foe, or turn on enemies they could fight.  They chose the
> latter course, seemingly the wisest option.
>    "Admiral, the trolls seem to have begun ignoring our attacks."
>    "Excellent.  New orders.  All currently engaged ships to hold here
> as they return.  When the fleet is assembled, we will strike.  All
> ships, right into their flank.  For this strike only, all ships will
> remain long enough to fire two salvos.  Between salvos, all fighters
> are to launch.  The carriers will join in for this attack, as will the
> Command Sphere.  All weapons except Wormhole Missiles released for use.
> Prepare to jump."  Admiral Ray smiled in anticipation.  The trolls had
> fallen for the trap.  After all, just because an enemy didn't use his
> heavy weapons to begin with was no guarantee they would not be used.
> And now, the trolls would ignore his ships, until it was too late.
>
>    Calm slowly settled over the troll flank, a calm before the storm.
> Suddenly, almost nine thousand ships appeared, already firing missiles,
> and then launching thousands of fighters.  Panic momentarily swept
> through the trolls, quickly submerged, but still devatating.  Numerous
> troll ships actually rammed each other, in their hurry to get away from
> that tsunami of missile fire.  Chaos spread through their ranks,
> hindering any attempt at an effective response.  By the time the first
> retaliatory shots were fired, the fleet was already disappearing,
> returning to its assembly point.  Behind it, thousands of fighters
> sliced through the troll fleets, wreaking further damage...

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 8:18 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> Chris O'Farrell wrote:
<snip>
> > 'All ships fire at will, I say again fire. Fire!'
>
>
> The Cruisers and Destroyers of the Sixth Imperium didn't need to be
> told twice. Every one of these ships went to max fire. O'Farrell was
> surprise when ships in front of him began to suddenly explode.
>
> then he realized what it was. Knopf was having his escorts use
> sublight missiles and energy batteries against the flanking troll
> forces. But every single hyper missile was aimed at the trolls AHEAD
> of them.  It meant that Knopf was taking slightly heavier loses, but
> the exploding missiles reduced the damage to the Hegemonies fleet by
> several orders of magnitude, and that meant the chance of the trolls
> braking through to the carriers was reduced. It was a fair trade.
>
> In the middle of all this death and destruction Knopf sat in a
> small oasis of calm. He know flew his flag from the Heavy Carrier
> _Wanderer_ instead of the Battleship _Savior_. He didn't like it,
> Carriers had strong defense but didn't mount a single offensive
> mount, there true weapons were the launched Strike Groups.
>
> O'Farell was clearing a path perfectly, Fleet Admiral Ray was
> supporting him perfectly with his heavy ships, while the lighter
> ships in his force kept moving along the perimeter of the troll
> force. The trolls were being hammered from every direction. The lose
> rate was overwhelmingly in the favor of the allies, but sometime
> things like that didn't matter. The Trolls had more then enough
> ships to lose.
>
> Not to mention the other troll Vanguard Fleets, and beyond that was
> the Grand Armada, and TOWNMNBS himself.
>
> "Heavy Cruiser Squadron One, move to cover Destroyer Flotilla
> three."
>
> "Acknowledged."
>
> "Light Cruiser Division Nine. Targeting change."
>
> "Aye sir. Awaiting new target."
>
> "Target coordinates, 275/129/56. All targets within three hundred
> kilometer sphere"
>
> "Understood."
>
> "Bomber Group Nine. Fall back and cover the _O'Farrells Revenge_. A
> Destroyer's snuck into a damaged arc. She can't return fire."
>
> A tight controlled voice answered him. "On it sir."
>
> --===--
>
> Two Hellfire class Heavy Bombers and four Inferno class Light
> Bombers swung around in a tight arc. A trio of Corsairs raced ahead
> of them and blew up a pair of Troll Fighters. Then a pair of
> Hegemony Mecha moved in to cover the Bombers flanks.
>
> "All right you heard the Star Marshall. If we don't get this
> destroyer it'll sit there with impunity and gut the _O'Farrell's
> Revenge_. So we've got to take it out."
>
> "No sweat."
>
> "Come on, give us a challenge."
>
> "Can we stop for lunch first?"
>
> "I get it. You're not worried about a single Destroyer. Well
> neither am I, but I am worried about the Troll Fighters between us
> and that destroyer. So keep it tight. Oh, and Mitchell?"
>
> "Yeah sir?" A quizzical voice asked.
>
> "You get Lunch after we reach Kothis, not before."
>
> "Well then lets hurry up and slaughter these bastards, I'm hungry."
>
> The Mecha and Fighters keep the bombers safe. They swept around the
> massive hull of the Revenge, and saw it. A single lone destroyer
> tucked in tight against the command ship. It sat there, safe from
> harm and was pounding into the command ships hull, trying to reach a
> main reactor or magazine.
>
> "Fire Heavy Missiles." The four Inferno Light Bombers each fired a
> pair of heavy missiles in succession. They exploded out of
> hyperspace at pointblank range, when they detonated they left the
> destroyer with no shields and minimal weapons.
>
> "Johnson with me." The two Hellfire Heavy Bombers swept in. Each
> mounted a single Capital Energy beam. Together there firepower
> equaled the broadside of a Sixth Imperium Destroyer, or the total
> firepower of an Imperator Star Destroyer.
>
> The two beams hit the troll ship dead on. They both ripped straight
> the ship. The energy weapons of the Sixth Imperium were focused
> beams of gravity, the ravening nature of there energies allowed them
> to shred a target on the atomic level. The destroyer went up in a
> massive fission explosion as it's own hull destroyed it.
>
> "Bomber Group Nine. Cover the O'Farrells revenge until a cruiser
> arrives to relieve you."
>
> "Acknowledged."
>
> --===--
>
> They smashed a line of destruction through the troll lines. It
> seemed to take weeks, bit it only lasted for 45 minutes. They
> finally reached there goal. Kothis. It wasn't a good site. The Troll
> ships had been cleared from the area, but the ground battle was
> fierce.
>
> "Kothis Command. This is Star Marshall Knopf. I hereby officially
> offer to assist you in the defense of this system. Considering the
> need for a united front I will obey any orders from the CIN officer
> in charge of this system. Knopf out, and Good Luck to all of us,
> we'll need it"

----- Original Message -----
From: "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 10:36 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> 'We did it' Chris said softly as the fleets pressed inward on the Troll
> commandships. Finaly, FINALY, losses were turing the battle in favour of the
> powers of USENET. The Imperium / Heromangy fleet had reached Kothlis. Kyle
> had dropped a large number of troops then turned around for space. Wilkens,
> Yuen, Namothil, Pablo, Phong, Kyle and his own fleet regrouped and started
> to blast away at the broken troll formations. Slowly but at a steady pace,
> the fleet tried to move in, only to be thrown back by the weight of fire
> directed back.
> Something had to break.
> Something did.
>
> 2 klicks under the Co'ryon plato.
>
> 'Mistresssss' slured a troll scout. 'We have fooound thee cavveee'. 'Yoou
> are pleeassed?'
> The Troll that had once been a sane person but was now known as Omicron
> Theta turned and nodded. The markings on the wall clearly indicated this was
> the resting place of the Imperium Silver Crystal. A Crystal rumored to be
> made out of the same material the FAQ was forged from. A grave threat that
> when combined with the Nemesis Black Crystal. It could even rival the power of
> TJ (peace be upon him) himself.
> That could not be allowed.
> Presently, Omicron walked in. The cave was not so much a cave as a temple
> carved into the cave. It was beautful to a human, but Omicron cared not for
> such things. Instead it stalked to the high alter and ripped open the sealed
> wall.
> To find...nothing???
> Omicron screamed. It was not a pleasent sound. It ripped the stalictites
> from the cealing and sent lesser trolls flying into the walls. When it was
> spent, it concentrated, letting its bazzon fields wash over the place,
> probing and testing.
> It sensed the presence and imprint of the one who had taken it.
> 'Seerrenity....' it hissed before stalking out of the cave to the comms room
> set up. A link to TOWNMNBS was imediatly set up and eveyone fell to their
> knees.
> 'Masster....the Crsytall is gone. I sussspect Seerrenity'. The faint outline
> of TJ hidden by carefuly placed drapings leaned forward.
> 'Indeed? Then you have failed'. With that, TJ's bozon field extended light
> years in a snap, obliterating Omicron where it stood.
> 'Sheppard.....you will retreive it. Do it now and you shall be rewarded...'
> 'Yes.......master' said the troll kneeling in fatigues with an M-16AII slung
> over its shoulded. The transmission ended and it rose ordering a withdrawl'.
>
> 'What the hell?' the senior sensor officer on the _O'Farrells Revenge_
> muttered. Turning to the flag deck, he called to the captain across the
> darkened and smoke filled C&C center. 'Captain, I have many transports
> comming off the deck at high speed making runs for the Troll fleet. Ground
> forces report the Trolls are disengaging and making runs for LZ's covered by
> arty. Thousands of beam outs. Looks like they are pulling out'.
> 'Wait'
> 'Sir a comand ship just jumped out through a gap in the INT field made for
> it. The Rest of their fleet is regrouping and recovering fighters and
> transports. Well trying too. The Transports have to run out fighter screens
> and 1/4 are being blown away.'
> 'Looks like they got what they came for' O'Farrell said grimly. 'Get me a
> channel to Phong ASAP'.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 1:49 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au> wrote in
> <T10X5.7195$KY1.19314@news1.rivrw1.nsw.optushome.com.au>:
>
> >'What the hell?' the senior sensor officer on the _O'Farrells Revenge_
> >muttered. Turning to the flag deck, he called to the captain across the
> >darkened and smoke filled C&C center. 'Captain, I have many transports
> >comming off the deck at high speed making runs for the Troll fleet.
> >Ground forces report the Trolls are disengaging and making runs for LZ's
> >covered by arty. Thousands of beam outs. Looks like they are pulling
> >out'. 'Wait'
> >'Sir a comand ship just jumped out through a gap in the INT field made
> >for it. The Rest of their fleet is regrouping and recovering fighters
> >and transports. Well trying too. The Transports have to run out fighter
> >screens and 1/4 are being blown away.'
> >'Looks like they got what they came for' O'Farrell said grimly. 'Get me
> >a channel to Phong ASAP'.
> >
> "Channel open, sir."
>
> "Admiral Nguyen, I have disturbing news. Our intelligence reports are
> estimating that the Trolls are attempting to punch through Confederation
> space to reach Nemesis, and gain the Crystals."
>
> "Damn it. They're probably going to try and use their Centerpoint
> II-clone to break through the interdiction field. The 1st and 2nd fleets
> are at Nemesis and preparing to defend it to the last man and woman, and
> on the ground...but I see. Serenity will not let it go; she knows the
> dangers in this case and knows there remains no good left in TOWNMNBS.
>
> "Should Nemesis fall, Serenity will destroy the sector and anything in it
> to prevent it's capture and to buy time."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 4:09 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution (VERY IMPORTANT)

> Phong Nguyen wrote:
> >
> > "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au> wrote in
> > <T10X5.7195$KY1.19314@news1.rivrw1.nsw.optushome.com.au>:
> <snip>
> > "Should Nemesis fall, Serenity will destroy the sector and anything in it
> > to prevent it's capture and to buy time."
>
> The tide of Kothis was begining to change. Loses for the besieged
> Allies were heavy, and getting worse. But the light at the end could
> now be seen. The trolls were begining to reel.
>
> They could, and would be, wiped out. But the cost would be
> tremoundous. But it would be paid, Kothis was the cornerstone of the
> CIN defense line, if the system could be held, no matter the cost,
> it would save the CIN. If it fell though, that did not bear thinking
> on.
>
> "The Trolls are regrouping. It looks like they're lifting the
> system wide blockade." This was not unexpected, it also wasn't as
> good as it sounded at first. Reinforcements could now arrive at
> Kothis with greater ease, but there were little reinforcements to
> arrive.
>
> It woould benefit the trolls far more then it would the Allies. The
> massive troll fleet would no longer be spread over the entire Solar
> System. Instead of a strangling net about the world of Kothis, the
> troll Shock Group would now be a massive battering ram with only one
> goal. The complete annihilation of all the defenders of that world,
> and the planet itself.
>
> Orignally it had looked like the trolls were running. But they had
> quickly checked that. It was not a retreat, it was just a carefully
> calculated manuver to give the defenders false confidence. When they
> discovered the true manuver morale plummeted.
>
> Trolls were not the ravening beast many beleived them to be. They
> were by no menas geniuses, but they ahd there own special brand of
> intelligence. It was completely alien to what humans called
> intelligence but it's existence ould not be denied. Trolls had a
> natural instinct for battle, adn were the acknowledged amster of
> another field of battle, psychological warfare.
>
> The slightly shaken forces defending Kothis moved in on the
> gathered trolls. The Carriers and troop transports were the only one
> that didn't advance. CIN, Sixth Imperium, SRDC, SCEF, Hegemony, IA,
> NR and even the ships of the newcomer Fleet Admiral Ray advanced
> together as one. The fighters armed ont eh carriers behind the fleet
> and moved forward soon passing the advancing battle line.
>
> Not a single ship in the polygot fleet was uninjured. Luckily the
> same could be said of the trolls advancing towards them. Knopf had
> transferred his flag once again. Now he rode into battle ont he SIC
> _Valiant_ one of the Heavy Cruiser of Task Force Three. "The Valiant
> wasn't his first choice as a flagship, but it none of Task Forces
> One and Two's Battlecruiser or Battleships had yet arrived. "This is
> going to be a blood bath. There's no toher way to describe it. We're
> going to pound them until they stop pounding on us." His crew new it
> already but it had to be said. This was going to be very tight."
>
> "Entering extreme hypermissile range."
>
> "Order all ships to open fire. Lets soften them up as much as we
> can." The Cruisers and Destroyers of the Sixth Imperium quickly
> obeyed orders. Nothing in the troll fleet, or even the allied fleet,
> could compare in sheer range to a hyper missile, with the possible
> exception of the IA.
>
> But they didn't have enough of them. The firing rate had been timed
> perfectly to coincide with them entering sublight missile range. As
> soon as the hypermissile magazines ran dry the sublight missile
> quickly began to fire, they would stop once they entered energy
> range.
>
> Ships of several other races joined in with the missile
> bombardment. The first massed launch hit the trolls seconds before
> the fighter and bombers hit. Only a few of the Allied fighters were
> left, but the Trolls had none at all. They were free to hit the
> massive troll vessels with relative impunity.
>
> Then the allies hit energy range. They began to lose ships at a
> staggering rate. It looked liek they would win, but not without
> massive damages. But they still pressed on.
>
> The ships of the O'Farrell Hegemony saw it first, with their superb
> sensor systems. But Knopf's Sixth Imperium ships and those of the
> Alliance detected them only a few seconds later. They reviewed the
> data, rechecked it and comapred it previous data.
>
> Knopf cursed. "DAMN IT! We told them, we warned them. And still
> they did nothing. The fools." He stopped and regained his temper.
> "Send the data to CIN Kothis Command. Though I have no doubt about
> our new orders."
>
> Kothis base digested all of the new data. Four independent sources
> had confiremd it. More data was begging to trickle in from the other
> forces fighting here. He made a decision, the complete sensor data
> was uploaded to every allied ship in the Kothis system. He gave them
> tens econds to review what they were seeinf then he gave them new
> orders.
>
> "SCATTER! I repeat all allied ships scatter. We can't hold this
> system. Save what you can and scatter." He new he was signing his
> own death sentence. When the capships left all that would remain
> between Kothis and the advancing hordes would some orbital weapon
> stations and ground based defense centers.
>
> The reaaction of the alleid fleet was swift and immediate. The
> tightmutally supporting fomration unwound like a ball of twine. Each
> ship rocketed off on a seperate vector.
>
> Fighters disengaged and rushed for the carriers that were their
> only hope to survive. Transports swooped in on the planet. They tried
> to save what troops the could. But many, far to many, would be left
> behind. They had no time to waste, if they slowed instead of many
> being lost all would be lost.
>
> They waited as long as they could. But then they left. The
> Transports and Carriers had grabbed whatever soldiers they could
> find and loaded them as quick as they could. It was pure chaos.
>
> The Trolls continued onwards. Usually this would be the time for
> the heroic last minute rescue. But they just kept coming, they
> crushed the orbital defense and anhilated the planetary defense
> centers.
>
> The sky of Kothis grew dark. The massive fleet blotted out the
> heavens, not a single star could be seen. Then the sky lit with the
> glow of a thouasnd stars. Butt ehse stars raced downwards. Billiosn
> died in that single slavo. But they didn't stop, by the third salvo
> nothing was left on the planet but they continued firing anyway. The
> oceans boiled and the ground was red magma.
>
> Then they stopped. It was done, the world had just been trollformed.
> It would make a fitting throneworld for the Leader. To a human or
> most sentient beings it would be considered a wasteland, but to a troll
> it was paradise.
Skip to Boyd's reply, new branch
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 4:25 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution (VERY IMPORTANT)

> Kyle <KyleJK@Netzero.net> wrote in <3A2D83AA.AB4335F4@Netzero.net>:
>
> >Phong Nguyen wrote:
> >>
> >     They could, and would be, wiped out. But the cost would be
> >tremoundous. But it would be paid, Kothis was the cornerstone of the
> >CIN defense line, if the system could be held, no matter the cost,
> >it would save the CIN. If it fell though, that did not bear thinking
> >on.
> >
> "Your majesty, I bring bad tidings. Kothis has fallen, along with the
> sector defense base in-system. Doubtlessly they were trying to reach the
> Imperium Silver Crystal, and in failing they bombarded the planet until
> all were dead."
>
> "What have we remaining?"
>
> "Half of the Third Fleet is gone, though the capital warships have all
> survived. Admiral Sakachi is wounded, but she should recover shortly. We
> will initate the draft at you command. We have several other sector bases
> still operational, but they are away from the axis of attack.
>
> "If Nemesis falls, the fleet is making plans to escape to Enigma, load
> what they can and present themselves to the Sixth Imperium."
>
> "The order for the draft is given. I am authorizing all superweapons at
> this moment."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jonathan Boyd" <jonathan@jboyd.co.uk>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 4:29 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution (VERY IMPORTANT)

> Our spies intercepted the following random wibbling from Kyle at
> KyleJK@Netzero.net:
>
> > The Trolls continued onwards. Usually this would be the time for
> > the heroic last minute rescue. But they just kept coming, they
> > crushed the orbital defense and anhilated the planetary defense
> > centers.
> >
> > The sky of Kothis grew dark. The massive fleet blotted out the
> > heavens, not a single star could be seen. Then the sky lit with the
> > glow of a thouasnd stars. Butt ehse stars raced downwards. Billiosn
> > died in that single slavo. But they didn't stop, by the third salvo
> > nothing was left on the planet but they continued firing anyway. The
> > oceans boiled and the ground was red magma.
> >
> > Then they stopped. It was done the world had jsut been trollformed.
> > It would make a fitting throneworld for the Leader. To a human or
> > most sentient beings it would be considered a wasteland, to a troll
> > it was paradise.
>
> The threat receivers on the _Phoenix_ were going wild, each one of them
> registering targeting sensors sweeping over the battle cruiser. They had
> less than a minute before the troll fleet was in firing range. Outer
> doorways were being closed now, to the horror of the troops still outside.
> The _Phoenix_ was the last of the allied ships to leave, packing her
> corridors and cargo bays full of troops. Jonathan was thankful that the
> sound of infantry men pounding on the sealed hatches wouldn't carry through
> the hull. It was one of the toughest thing any commander had to do, leaving
> men behind to die. At least he would get his own men out. The last company
> was being beamed aboard now.
>
> The tactical plot showed the troll armada engulfing Kothis now in an
> obsidian wave of death-bringers. He had cut things far too tight, but
> through the Force, he knew he would make it.
>
> "Shields up, engines at station keeping," reporting the bridge. There handed
> been time to move there from the CIC since the evacuation order was given,
> but there was no real need for Jonathan up there right now. His officers had
> all the training he would expect form the Collective and the immeasurably
> invaluable experience they'd gained in BFA-9's campaigns.
>
> The ship rocked, gently at first, then much more violently seconds later.
> The first shudder had been the firing of every gun she possessed at the
> troll armada. Relativity cannons had shredded a pair of destroyers, the
> singularity cannon had rent a battleship in two and a swarm of missiles was
> headed the way of a frigate squadron. Chances were they would be shot down
> by point defences, but even the loss of just one escort vessels would help
> the allied cause.
>
> The second shudder was of greater concern. Troll vessels were obviously
> opening fire and scoring hits. Even near misses were ripping the ground ad
> atmosphere apart, knocking the 3km capital ship about.
>
> Suddenly, the tactical plot cut out as the fold drive engaged. The Phoenix
> and the troops she had rescued was safe. They would not, however, be
> regrouping with the allied fleet. No. The first port of call would be the
> rebelion's new capital. Then, _then_ they would take the fight to the
> trolls.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 4:45 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution (VERY IMPORTANT)

> "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net> wrote in message
> news:3A2D83AA.AB4335F4@Netzero.net...
> > Then they stopped. It was done the world had jsut been trollformed.
> > It would make a fitting throneworld for the Leader. To a human or
> > most sentient beings it would be considered a wasteland, to a troll
> > it was paradise.
> >
> "Polaris station, emergency dimensional recall now! All heavies, activate
> dimensional shunts. 24th Battle Group withdraw."
>
> Onboard the Zeus, Lorraine gave a similar order. "All vessels withdrawn from
> Kothis system. All speed to Polaris."
>
> On Kothis, the Minion Assault Transport quickly departed, beaming up
> whatever of its drones it could. Most were left behind. To the Minions
> themselves, the lost of their combat robots was minor and required.
>
> A halo of light surrounded the smaller ships of the fleet and they were soon
> in Polaris. Rifts forward of the larger ones and they dived in, also ending
> up in Polaris.

----- Original Message -----
From: "namothil" <ray1@purdue.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 4:56 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution (VERY IMPORTANT)

<snip>
>
>    Admiral Ray paced on his bridge.  'Where did that fleet come from?
> We almost had those trolls, and then this new fleet shows up.'  Slowly
> he calmed down.  He had erred, rushing into battle without first taking
> enough time to learn the enemy's strength.  Not again.  He turned to
> his com officer.  As he started to speak, he saw his flag captain moving
> forward.  "Final battle reports,sir."  He took the report, and started
> reading.  Almost at once his head snapped up.
>    "Captain, this section right here.  You did chek this data, correct?"
>    "Yes, sir" the puzzled captain replied.
>    "Strange.  Very strange.  I should have seen it."
>    "Seen what?"
>    "Our flank attack.  It succeeded far too well.  Those trolls reacted
> like raw recruits.  That doesn't make sense.  Unless... Unless this was
> not their main attack.  Com officer!  Message for the other commanders.
> If this stroke was a secondary strike, where would the main troll
> thrust fall?"
>    He turned back to perusing the report.  Finally, he looked up.  "Very
> good.  The ship commanders are certain they can repair most damage
> without access to shipyards?"
>    "Yes, sir, except for some of the smaller ships.  Most will need some
> time in a full shipyard to return to full capacity, however."
>    "Good.  We escaped lightly, this time.  Next time we may not be so
> fortunate."
>
> (Note: the 'we' refers specifically to my fleet.  Damage was somewhat
> less than normal, due to heavy use of jumps.  This also drained charge
> almost completely, so my fleet will need to rest before a repeat
> performance.)

----- Original Message -----
From: "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 10:20 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution (VERY IMPORTANT)

> > The Trolls continued onwards. Usually this would be the time for
> > the heroic last minute rescue. But they just kept coming, they
> > crushed the orbital defense and anhilated the planetary defense
> > centers.
> >
> > --
> > Star Marshall Knopf
> > Duke of Huito
> > Commander Third Assault Fleet (Detached)
> > Commander Milky Way Expeditionary Force
>
> 'Keep her steady' Chris's Voice thundered across the bridge of the
> _O'Farresll Revenge_. 'Ground opps, fleet opps, time'?
> Hovering a mear 1 klick above the surface of Kothlis the massive command
> ship was an imposing site.
> But absolutly NOTHING compared to the swarms and swarms of troll fleets
> crusing in. The Armageddon class ships were equiped with transporters that
> could take in upto 10,000 people per minuite off the surface. So far they
> had grabbed 30 thousand troops and her fighter bays were packed with most
> remaining allied fighters.
> But they could afford to wait no more.
> 'Transports complete. Cycling for next-'
> 'Belay that' Chris managed to get out through a locked up mouth. 'If we
> don't leave now, we don't leave at all. Get us out of here.
> The elite crew were fully able to understand and carry out this order
> knowing the logic behind it.
> It hardly made it any easier.
> Fealing numb, Chris walked back to his command chair. The Revenge angled up,
> accelerating to warp 1. The shields glowed for a fraction of a second under
> the stress but calmed down. Blasting past the troll armarda, the shields
> took a beating, but the trolls surprised at hte fast moving ship mostly
> missed. Long range sensors tracked them as they moved in. The boyd
> collective battleship _Phoenix_ was the last to leave, almost leaving it
> tool late. As ship folded away, the Trolls took their revenge on Kothlis.
> Force sensitive, but never trained as a jedi, a pounding pain started in his
> head. Instead of rejecting the pain, he embraced it. Letting the people he
> had left behind have their final say.
>
> 'order sir?' the captain asked quietly.
> 'Set course for the rally point. Full slipstream. And God help us all....'

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 3:46 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

>
> "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net> wrote in message
> news:Xns8FFF9FDE4phongnguyenusanet@130.133.1.4...
<snip>
> > The trolls had a rapidly-expanding forward base of which they could stage
> > the final invasion of CIN. And win the ultimate prizes they lusted for.
> >
> The small Leviathan VI Cruiser, the GTC Solar Halo, was engulfed in fire as
> four enemy destroyers gang banged the small outdated warship. The force
> shields failed and the bozon fields caused numerous system failures. With
> its dying breath, the Solar Halo rammed one of the destroyers, antimatter
> munitions went off and small quantum singularities formed in its remaining
> torpedoes, annihilating the enemy with it. The Alliance was fast losing its
> lighter escorts, the 24th losing 3 monitors and already 4 of its frigates.
> The 18th had lost half its gunship division, 2 corvettes, and the Solar
> Halo. Other ships' shielding were soon on their way on failing.
>
> The single bright light of the situation was that the sheer amount of enemy
> ships and the lack of friendlies guaranteed a hit even for the greenest
> gunner. The Mon Erion's batteries pounded away unleashing broadside after
> broadside. Countless lighter troll ships were destroyed in the massive waves
> of plasma. It fired its primary superlaser and the battleship engaging the
> Des Moines and Newport News was utterly overwhelmed.
>
> The two battlegroups were deep within enemy formations, far cut off from the
> CIN forces. Fighter losses were nearing 80% and the bombers 95%. But with
> them they took at least quintuple their number and Troll fighter and bomber
> presence was nearly nonexistent. One of the Republic's Liberator-class Star
> Destroyers was beginning to feel the beating. Its shields failed and the
> troll ships began gorging out its strong hull. Launching escape pods would
> be futile, the bozon fields would most likely destroy any who escaped. Its
> three massive ion engines flared and it surged forward, blasting away with
> three operational tactical superlasers, leaving deep gashes in two
> battlecruisers and annihilating the ranks of a frigate squadron. As plasma
> vented and it began to drift, the destroyer was suddenly recalled out, and
> returned to Polaris. It would be out for the count for quite some time.
>
> The small SWACS, lacking any bombers to provide data for, began de-folding
> and folding, taking potshots with its psionic arsenal. Shields and armor had
> no meaning to them, just a point in space-time to target. A battleship's
> power core was targeted and disabled. It was too little, too late.
>
> Meanwhile, a another SWACS provided jamming to a Minion Assault Transport
> and a single Arbiter. They were about as noticeable as a piece of
> microdebris, which there was plenty of in the battlefield. They stealthily
> entered the battle and quickly passed through, reaching the planet. The
> transport and arbiter hit the atmosphere and dove in hard and fast. The
> Assault Transport smashed into the ground and began converting into a mobile
> base and its immense armaments converted to ground defense and artillery. It
> disgorged its full load of 2 Mechanized Assault Divisions and 1 Heavy Combat
> Division. They raced to reinforce the CIN positions with 45,000 deadly
> Minion warriors, assault drones, aerial drones, and mobile artillery.
>
> The arbiter meanwhile had just deposited a small warp beacon nearby the
> Minion Assault Transport and a planetary shield generator began warping in.
> It should soon provide relieve for the soon to be outnumbered ground forces.
> The arbiter raced to the enemy base, cloaked, and placed a stasis field on
> the shields and bozon field generator. Hopefully, ground forces could wipe
> it out now. Soon it was discovered, antiaircraft fire pounded away at it,
> its shields failed and soon came crashing down but was recalled out before
> impact.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 6:22 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com> wrote in message
> news:90en7s$q49$1@nnrp1.deja.com...
> > [snip]
> >
> > Just so you know, my forces have joined the battle.  There are
> > currently 3,000 Mobile Suits and ~350,000 infantry on the ground, qith
> > 700 _Belisarius_ and 300 _Sanctity_ in space.  You can call for
> > assitance from my fleet.
> >
> >
> "SRDC forces, this is Admiral Yrest, join right in. Clear us a path to the
> CIN forces, we can regroup and push these sithspawn back. Recommend your
> troops attack that troll base while its defenses are still down." Outside,
> the last Republic frigate broke apart.
>
> "Polaris Command here, bozon interference too high, we couldn't initiate
> recall."
>
> "Damn it, is the superlaser recharged." An ensign nodded. "FIRE!"
>
> The Mon Erion charged up and unleashed a torrent of plasma energy, engulfing
> another troll battleship. The transmission ended.

----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 7:08 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> In article <UdDW5.41781$%P2.5354635@typhoon.we.rr.com>,
>   "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net> wrote:
> > <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com> wrote in message
> > news:90en7s$q49$1@nnrp1.deja.com...
> > > [snip]
> > >
<snip>
> > The Mon Erion charged up and unleashed a torrent of plasma energy,
> engulfing
> > another troll battleship. The transmission ended.
>
> Admiral Subotai nodded.  "All forces, let's show the trolls how we get
> things done!"  A chorus of cheers came over the comm.
>
> The force drove into the troll formation, blasting left and right.  THe
> concentrated firepower of the 700 Destroyers cut a swath through the
> fleet.  The massive fighter force joined in, blasting away at any troll
> target of opportunity.  After taking some losses, the fleet finally
> reached the Alliance task force.
>
> "We'll lead the way, Yrest!"  Subotai shouted over the comm.  With the
> friendly fleet behind them, the SRDC ships flung themselves into the
> breach again, this time bound for the CIN vessels.  This time, the
> trolls were better prepared.  A large group of almost 100 cruisers
> stood in the way.  Subotai cursed in his native Mongolian, then
> said, "Fling yourselves upon them!  We will hear the lamentations of
> their women before the day is through!"  The all-Mongolian soldiers of
> the Golden Horde responded with battle-cries, but the rest of the men
> appeared at a loss for words.
>
> The entire fleet concentrated their rush on the troll cruiser group,
> flying willingly into the firestorm.  Ships went up in flames as
> Destroyers pounded away.  The troll fighters were destroyed by the
> thousands as they encountered the Phalanx-15 point defense systems.
> One by one, the cruisers went down in flames.
>
> The final surviving one somehow guessed that the _Righteousness_ was
> the command ship.  It accelerated to ram.  Subotai began to laugh
> loudly as his bridge crew cowered.  Fortunately, a nearly disabled
> _Belisarius_ materialized from nowhere and slammed into the side of the
> cruiser, pushing it off course.  The last obstacle removed, the
> Alliance was free to rejoin the CIN.
>
> The SRDC Fleet, severely bloodied, missing almost 95 destroyers and 20
> Carriers, wheeled around to engage the trolls again.
>
> "FOR THE GLORY OF THE KHAN!!!" Subotai yelled as the _Sanctity's_ point
> defense turrets erased another squadron of troll fighters.  Who he
> referred to, no one outside the Golden knew.  However, the effect was
> still stirring.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "namothil" <ray1@purdue.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 7:21 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

>   CO-961 dropped into realspace.  Suddenly, every sensor on board the
> ship went crazy, as massive weapons fire was registered in a nearby
> system.  The sensor officer stared at his displays in shock, and then
> weakly motioned to the captain.  "Sir, there's some kind of monstrous
> battle in progress.  Orders?"
>    "The admiral's instructions were clear, Lieutenant.  On contact with
> any spacefaring civilization, we leave.  I think that this is as much
> contact as we want in this little thing.  Prepare to jump."
>
>    About an hour later, Fleet Admiral Ray was looking over the summary
> of the scouting reports.  Most had observed the same thing.   Massive
> fleets of warships gathering from many different nations.  Some had
> observed combat between such fleets and an unknown aggressor.  Most
> disturbing of all were the handful that had stumbled on this aggressor's
> fleets.  On these ships, many of the crewmembers had been reduced
> to gibbering insanity by some unknown force.  Some ships had still not
> reported in, and were presumed lost to this new and strange foe.
> Finally, the admiral stood.  He had made his decision.  "Orders for the
> fleet.  One corvette to return to our entry point and call the remainder
> of our ships forward.  When they
> arrive, we will jump to this galaxy, and deal with these new enemies."
>    The Sphere's captain spoke up, "Admiral, are you certain that we need
> to fight these people?"
>    "I do not appreciate having my crews turned into mindless idiots,
> captain.  We will retaliate.  However, the ships must be safeguarded.
> We will visit the system observed by CO-961.  All ships will jump in,
> fire one broadside, and jump out.  We will repeat this until drive
> charge is expended.  GDM, HBM, and Wormhole Missile launchers are not,
> repeat NOT released for use.  We will engage with HVMs only, except on
> my order.  You have your orders.  Relay them to the fleet, and prepare
> to jump.  Let's see how these people deal with phantom ships."
>
>    The fleet dropped into realspace barely 200 light-years from the
> target system.  At this distance, they would be reasonably safe from any
> attack, and their drives would allow them to reach the embattled system
> in moments, albeit at the expense of their carefully hoarded drive
> charge.  A single corvette separated from the main fleet.  It jumped
> into the target system, scanned quickly, and jumped out.  Minutes later,
> 200+ warships, batlecruiser size and larger, jumped in, and opened fire,
> taking only a few moments to update the data that corvette had provided.
> Then, just as quickly, they disappeared.  Little damage had been done,
> but they had definitely caught the enemy's attention.  A few moments
> mater, another corvette dropped in, and broadcast a short transmission
> to the defenders before disappearing.
>   "Unknown forces, this is Fleet Admiral Ray, formerly in service with,
> well, no one you've heard of.  May we be of assistance?"
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 8:25 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> "namothil" <ray1@purdue.edu> wrote in message
> news:90f2k4$2c6$1@nnrp1.deja.com...
> <snip>
> >   "Unknown forces, this is Fleet Admiral Ray, formerly in service with,
> > well, no one you've heard of.  May we be of assistance?"
> >
> "This is Admiral Lorraine, of the Transgalactic Alliance of Free Beings. Any
> help would be appreciated. These trolls are a grave threat to the galaxy but
> I'm sure an older power could fill you in better of them. Their rear is
> exposed but stay away from the command ship, it's a doozy."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 8:31 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> namothil wrote:
> <snip>
> >   "Unknown forces, this is Fleet Admiral Ray, formerly in service with,
> > well, no one you've heard of.  May we be of assistance?"
>
> "Fleet Admiral Ray. I am Star Marshall Knopf, I'm presently
> organizing a plan to punch my through the troll formation. I'm
> transmitting relevant data on a secondary frequency. If you'd like
> to  join us meet em at the included coordinates. Knopf out."

----- Original Message -----
From: "namothil" <ray1@purdue.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 2:12 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> In article <3A2B1E1A.298ED81C@Netzero.net>,
>   KyleJK@Netzero.net wrote:
> > namothil wrote:
>
> >><snip>
>
> > "Fleet Admiral Ray. I am Star Marshall Knopf, I'm presently
> > organizing a plan to punch my through the troll formation. I'm
> > transmitting relevant data on a secondary frequency. If you'd like
> > to  join us meet em at the included coordinates. Knopf out."
>
>    "Orders to the fleet.  All Battle-Cruisers, Cruisers, and Missile
> Boats to continue attacks on the... troll flanks.  All capital ships
> of Battleship size or larger to join the Star Marshall's attack.  No
> ship is to remain in a single postion longer than neccessary to fire
> a single salvo.  GDMs, HBMs, and Wormhole Missiles still restricted.
> No deployment of fighters authorized."
>    "In order to conserve drive charge, the fleet will advance to within
> ten light-years of the combat system.  All ships will continue standard
> in/out jump pattern, coordinated on the Command Sphere.  Proceed as
> ordered."
>
>    A little over a thousand ships commenced strikes on the flanks,
> almost 600 larger vessels formed up to join the drive down the middle.
> Whatever happened, the trolls would pay heavily.  But, would it be
> enough?

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 8:13 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com wrote:
> <snip>
> > "FOR THE GLORY OF THE KHAN!!!" Subotai yelled as the _Sanctity's_ point
> > defense turrets erased another squadron of troll fighters.  Who he
> > referred to, no one outside the Golden knew.  However, the effect was
> > still stirring.
>
> "Status Report?"  The Star Marshall asked his Logistics officer. He
> stopped for a second, review some data internally and then called up
> several displays.
>
> "Our fighter groups have been fully replenished. All auto repair
> systems are operational now so repairs are now proceeding at an
> accelerated pace. We've also begun to receive  missile for our
> magazine replenishment. But it will be some time before the Task
> Group is once again fully operational." She then shifted the display
> from a graph of repair times to one showing relevant data on all
> vessel, including combat capabilities and magazine status, as well
> as time to certain performance milestones.
>
> He began to continue his report, but Knopf stopped him, "We don't
> have time. I want you to have the escort units in the best shape
> reassigned to Task Force Three. I then want all non integral repair
> units assigned the task of restoring those ships to full combat
> abilities. Those units will also have first priority on missiles and
> other expendable." He then turned to his Chief Staff on his right
> hand. "Next you will inform the Task Group that I will be
> transferring the flag to SIC _Wanderer_ and once the Task Force is
> fully combat capable we will be leaving for Kothis."
>
> He examined his staffs faces. They weren't really surprised. They
> hadn't know the specifics, but they had known he wasn't going to
> wait for the entire Task Group to be repaired while allies died in
> the main battle. It just wasn't in him to let others fight for him
> and his.
>
> --===--
>
> On the Flag Bridge of the Heavy Carrier _Wanderer_ Knopf seemed to
> be watching the outside space. Not that there was much to see. When
> in hyper a ship was completely cut off from real space. All he could
> see was a "sky" of purple with green "lightning" flashing all around
> him. It was beautiful at first, but soon enough the monotony of it
> made it as boring as watching paint dry.
>
> But contrary to what an observer would think, he was not watching
> the sky, such as it was. Instead he was reviewing final battle
> plans. The entire Task Force was at Level One Combat Readiness. All
> crew members were at battle stations and were fully present in the
> Net.
>
> Orders passed down from Knopf's Task Group Command Net, to the Task
> Force Command Net, to the Squadron and Flotilla Command Nets and
> from their to the individual Ship Nets. once they reached the ship
> they were then sent to the appropriate Department Net then to the
> necessary crewer of officer. In this way the chain of command was
> maintained fully intact yet still allowed flexibility with out
> sacrificing discipline. It allowed a group of many to act as one,
> without giving up any individual initiative. Even more then weapon
> technology it was the true secret to the success of the Sixth
> Imperium.
>
> Task Force Three fell out of hyperspace exactly as planned. They
> were in the outer system, beyond even the Oort Cloud, a closer
> insertion point had been considered but they didn't have enough
> intelligence data. They could have appeared in front of a Troll
> Dreadnought Group or something equally deadly.
>
> --===--
>
> Once the Task Force had fallen into real space Knopf ordered a
> Staff meeting to go over options. "Observe the enemy formation. It
> looks like that the Alliance was able to, with the support of the
> SDRC, to punch through the troll blockade, but took heavy losses
> doing so. The this newcomer came in and used a hit and fade attack
> on there flank." He next showed the newcomers position and the
> position of the CIN, Alliance, and the SDRC. The Alliance was
> assisting the CIN in defending the planet while the SDRC was going
> right back up the hole they'd cut earlier.
>
> He showed the path of the SDRC forces, "This is it. There formation
> is already weakened in this area from the combined SDRC Alliance
> drive. We're going to take the exact same path and should meet up
> with the SDRC halfway down it."
>
> "Sir. What about the CIN and Alliance? if we could get them to
> launch multiple bombers strikes down this same path it would greatly
> increase our chances of surviving this. Without our Battleships and
> carriers we've lost a good deal of our offensive capabilities, not
> to mention all oft here escorts." That had been Duminbos, then
> Heklias added her support to the suggestion.
>
> "This kind of environment isn't what Carriers were made for. This
> kind of close combat is exactly what Battleships and Battlecruisers
> were built for. If we're to get through this  with them intact we'll
> need all the support we can get." Heklias had said it all in a very
> respectful but firm voice.
>
> "I agree. Manninghim, I want you and Elmine to contact the CIN and
> Alliance and request there assistance. You should also warn the SDRC
> that we're going to be heading straight down their throat at full
> speed." Both nodded understanding.
>
> "Duminbos, I want you and Heklias to brief the squadron and
> Flotilla commanders, as well as Guisly." He began to stand to leave
> then stopped.
>
> "Elmine, Manninghim once you're done with the Alliance and CIN I
> want you to see what you can learn about Fleet Admiral Ray and his
> forces." Now he stood, The others stood with him.
>
> "When the CIN and Alliance are ready we will implement our plan."
> He strode out of the briefing room and went back to his flag bridge
> to wait for the attack to begin. The exact timing was up to the CIN
> and Alliance.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 8:42 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net> wrote in message
> <snip>
> > "When the CIN and Alliance are ready we will implement our plan."
> > He strode out of the briefing room and went back to his flag bridge
> > to wait for the attack to begin. The exact timing was up to the CIN
> > and Alliance.
> >
> > --
> Admiral Yrest responded to the Imperium transmission. "I'm sorry sir but our
> bomber wings have been almost completely destroyed. We have a half-squadron
> of ancient Osiris reserve bombers in one of the Vausdan destroyers but
> that's about it. We've wiped out most of the enemy fleet. They're down to
> their core elite forces. We have them trapped. It also appears that Hegemony
> forces have arrived as well. And the trolls are flanked. A troll command
> ship is blunting our advance though. Do with this what you may, Yrest out."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 9:00 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> Jeff Yuen wrote:
> <snip>
> > Admiral Yrest responded to the Imperium transmission. "I'm sorry sir but our
> > bomber wings have been almost completely destroyed. We have a half-squadron
> > of ancient Osiris reserve bombers in one of the Vausdan destroyers but
> > that's about it. We've wiped out most of the enemy fleet. They're down to
> > their core elite forces. We have them trapped. It also appears that Hegemony
> > forces have arrived as well. And the trolls are flanked. A troll command
> > ship is blunting our advance though. Do with this what you may, Yrest out."
>
> "Damn it. I need those fighters." He listened as Yrest continued,
> "Wiped out?  What the hell is he talking about. There are several
> million troll ships all along the perimeter. He may have taken out
> the central battle group, but this battle is no were near done." He
> sent several commands to various transmitters on the Carrier.
>
> Yrest received the sensor data. He almost choked as he reviewed it.
> He'd let himself get so focused on the fight in front of him, he
> hadn't noticed what was going on in the outer system. It seemed the
> trolls had developed sensor stealthing techniques to unheard of
> levels.
>
> Knopf had only seen them because of his decision to jump in beyond
> the Oort cloud. The trolls hadn't been expecting that so they
> focused there stealth fields on the inner system. This battle was
> going to get much worse before it got better.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Crayz9000" <Crayz9000@cow.mailandnews.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 11:06 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net> wrote in message
> <snip>
> > Knopf had only seen them because of his decision to jump in beyond
> > the Oort cloud. The trolls hadn't been expecting that so they
> > focused there stealth fields on the inner system. This battle was
> > going to get much worse before it got better.
>
> While all of this was going on, a small group composed of one hundred SCEF
> ships arrived from hyperspace, right on the tail of Knopf's forces. The
> group was composed of the Centurion-class battlemoon Mardigra, two
> Sonoma-class Dreadnought II Supercruisers, thirty Dreadnought IIs, thirty
> V-IIA Star Destroyers, and thirty-seven Dreadnoughts.
>
> "Star Marshall Knopf, this is the commander of the SCEF Annhilator
> detachment. By an order from the Admiral, this force is put under your
> command for the duration of this battle. We await reply."
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Jonathan Boyd" <jonathan@jboyd.co.uk>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 4:17 AM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> [I admit it. I broke my addiction to the group, but not my addiction to
> TGODs. I want in :^) Of course, I am late, so I'll just bring a small force
> in. Just the BSS Phoenix and her complement of marines.]
>
> The Phoenix was at silent running, fully cloaked, on the edge of the system,
> observing the battle from the safety of several light hours. Some would have
> wondered why she was not taking part in the fight against the Collective.
> Those not familiar with the Collective. Those who would not understand that
> the real battle there would be fought, not with technology, but with minds.
> The Phoenix could be spared for this, the most unglamorous of activities:
> recon.
>
> "Sir, something interesting just happened on the planet. I think you should
> see for yourself."
>
> "On screen."
>
> In an instant, the main viewscreen flicked from showing the tactical plot of
> the space battle to a tactical plot of the ground war.
>
> "Magnifying."
>
> An area on the edge of the battlefield was magnified and enhanced. They were
> too far distant for true optical images, however they did have access to the
> tactical data links of some of the forces present. Blue markers indicated
> the presence of artillery batteries, or rather the remnants of them.
>
> "Those formations look a little under strength."
>
> "Yes sir, lucky shot from the troll artillery. Its unlikely that the shot
> was aimed at them. They appeared to be scooting at the time and the
> explosion caused additional damage when the speeding vehicles collided. The
> trolls are taking advantage of the situation by advancing. Friendly forces
> are being forced to withdraw."
>
> Not good. With their lines lengthened, they would be all the more vulnerable
> to a troll attack.
>
> "Sir, bozon field readings just jumped to several giga-Jaques! Several
> divisions of infantry just went off the air. Troll units are surging
> forwards.  Friendly forces don't have enough time to close the gap."
>
> "Activate fold drive, stand by all fighter bays. Helm, unfold us into the
> atmosphere above the troll position."
>
> "Aye sir."
>
> [The field of battle]
>
> Thousands of trolls were surging through the gap now, oblivious to the
> losses they were taking on their flanks as friendly forces tried to stem the
> tide, but it was a useless gesture. There were simply too many of them and
> the men were too shocked form the sudden loss of 3 divisions to bozon
> fields. IT had happened before, yes, but not at that speed. Who knew when
> they would do it again?
>
> The arrival of the Phoenix altered the situation dramatically. The
> appearance of a 3 kilometre long battlecruiser in the lower atmosphere
> displaced huge volumes of air, sending mighty gusts of wind down to knock
> troll infantry off their feet. Startled SAM units gaped in surprise at the
> ship, too shocked to fire. It was all too easy for the attack squadrons of
> Griffins to blaze past them and begin savaging the troll advance.
>
> The 4 Divisions of Marines on board had 36 squadrons of Griffins available
> to them, compensation for the lack of tanks available to them. A quarter of
> them were in the air now, their weapon hardpoints loaded with a total of 9
> Harpie HARM missiles and their tubes armed with 20 Chimera cluster bomb
> rockets. On their first pass, they decimated the SAM defences of the
> advancing divisions and on their next, opened a huge in their left flank.
> With some of the pressure on them now relieved, the infantry forces began
> counter attacking along the savaged flank.
>
> Jonathan would have liked to order the main guns of the Phoenix to open up
> on the troll divisions, but the risk to friendly units was too great. He
> would have to settle for fighter attacks and deployment of his own marine
> divisions. The attack now blunted, he ordered that the Phoenix to be put
> down 50km behind the lines.
>
> "Send a communiqué to all friendly commanders. Inform them that we are
> willing to offer our services as a command and control post."
>
> "Message acknowledged."
>
> "Deploy the marines."
>
> Half of the Phoenix's 4 divisions of marines surged out from the ship. The
> entirely mechanized divisions made quick progress towards the front in their
> APCs and dropships and awaited their orders. They were joined in moments by
> the 2000 Vindicator tanks of the divisions. With their twin 0.5" railguns
> and 500mm wraithbone armour, they were the lightest tanks the Collective
> built, but were a match for just about anything the trolls could throw at
> them. And with Boyd Knights present, they had one overwhelming advantage;
> they were immune to bozon fields.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 8:21 AM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> <snip>
> >
> > Half of the Phoenix's 4 divisions of marines surged out from the
> > ship. The entirely mechanized divisions made quick progress towards
> > the front in their APCs and dropships and awaited their orders. They
> > were joined in moments by the 2000 Vindicator tanks of the divisions.
> > With their twin 0.5" railguns and 500mm wraithbone armour, they were
> > the lightest tanks the Collective built, but were a match for just
> > about anything the trolls could throw at them. And with Boyd Knights
> > present, they had one overwhelming advantage; they were immune to
> > bozon fields.
>
> "Sir the situation keeps ramping up," this was one of Wilkens best
> tactical combat commanders. "Notice the tendency for surges from the
> trolls? Well this is a rising pattern. In the initial attack it was
> this single-minded area focus tha allowed them to penetrate. Later
> right before the SRDC showed up on the ground we have another surge
> with both the bozon fields and troll strength seemingly jumping. Then
> right before the Phoenix put down we had the largest surge yet, 3
> divisions wiped out or made mindless by surging bozon fields and
> another seven overrun or heabily damaged before a collective vessel
> jumped in atmosphere to wipe them out."
>
> "So what does this mean General," Wilkens queried. "Please remember the
> last time I did ground ops I was in my twenties and the Vong weren't
> this vicious even for pain loving S&M screwing bastards."
>
> "It means something big is about to happen," Yulta replied, unable to
> hide the alarm in his voice. "The trolls are committing huge forces to
> the theater and every time they manage to land a reinforcement group
> from space there is a resulting surge on the ground. Our problem is
> theses surges are increasingly, almost exponentially, deadly to
> friendly forces. A logical extrapolation could have as many as twnty
> divisions dead in the first moments of the next attack even with the
> increased bozon shielding we racked onto the suits I don't know if our
> troops can take it. We might have to wait to drop and or drop the heavy
> armor earliest since they have the best shielding."
>
> "We can't drop the armor because the fleet needs to be in position
> elsewhere sithspit," Wilkens was not really prone to swearing and this
> made twice in one day, a bad trend for those looking at such. "Prep the
> troopers but we need to put them on the ground now. How long until the
> next estimated surge?"
>
> "Another three or four hours at best Admiral."
>
> "Then we set the transports up for a three hour arric\val time.
> Hopefully placing them on the ground right at the start or right after
> the start can help them counter the shock effect."
>
> "Maybe but its risky and I hate losing my troops to vauge guess of the
> computer techs," Yulta replied, trying to gauge Wilkens commitment.
>
> "Be that as it may we still need the heavy units elsewhere," Wilkens
> responded firmly. "Get all the Ypres vessels loaded up for a three hour
> arrival time schedule. Also we'll need all the NR Marines preped for
> boarding actions just in case things get up close and ugly."
>
> "Aye Aye sir, lets hope we're right"
>
> "Force help us if we are wrong because an awful lot of young boys are
> gonna pay for our mistakes General."
>
> Three hours, that was how long Kothis might have to live. Everything
> now depended on whether reinforcements could stem the tide, and more
> importantly whether or not the combined fleets in orbit nearby would be
> able to break the troll Armada that was still being probed by the
> mysterious force as well as CIN and Alliance vessels. In the midst of
> this several new dispatches came in to WIlkens office. Most of them
> were scans and the reports of recon Viper fighters that had been doing
> shot and scoot recon from the direction of the Alliance fighters.
>
> They had completed their mission. Wilkens now had a complete order of
> battle for the troll fleet, this coupled with estimates on the troll
> diversion fleet soon to arrive gave a very dark picture even for the
> combined defenders of USENET. A troll grand command ship (damn they had
> only ever built two of them, it took a massive troll to power the
> neccessary bozon fields), about a dozen lesser command vessels along
> with thousands of cruisers, destroyers and several hundred battleships
> and battlescruisers. It was a grand fleet that would have decimated any
> individual fleet from the various powers. One nagging thought was left

> in the back of Wilkens mind. It was the type that you couldn't place or
> really understand, just that slight tickling of nerves that mean
> something was about to happen.
>
> One would think the counter-attack would qualify but they would be dead
> wrong.

----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 2:58 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> A communique from the NR fleet caused some consternation among the
> ground attack.  Is seemed that the Bozon surges that were lashing at
> the ground forces were going to get a lot worse.  Three division would
> be like nothing in a moment.  The commander, General Grendel, nearly
> screamed with rage.  He opened up the comm to Subotai, and took a deep
> breath.  The Admiral was nice enough off-duty, but he was in the middle
> of battle.  He, and most of his subordinates, were considered quite mad.
>
> "Admiral, we have something important going on down here," he said
> carefully.
>
> "And many important things are happening here, as well!  SHOOT IT TO
> PIECES!!!" the message ended in static.
>
> "Admiral?  ADMIRAL?!?"
>
> "Yes?  It was only one of those kriffing troll kamikazes, no problem."
>
> "Thank god!"
>
> "What was _your_ problem?"
>
> "Ah, it appears that in a few hours, the trolls will land another large
> force.  The bozon surge is estimated to take a _20 division_ toll on
> the infantry!"
>
> "Oh.  Well, I suppose you could make do with Virgo II's, right?"
>
> "Well, since the Bozon attrition on mechanical systems would be
> insignificant compared to the infantry casualties, I guess we could--"
>
> "KI-YAAAII!!  BURN IT DOWN!!"
>
> "Uh..."
>
> "Another ramming attack.  That makes 10 so far.  We have been lucky."
>
> "I'll order the troops to board transports and run for it.  When can I
> expect another armored cav force?"
>
> "We will have 5,000 Virgo II's within two hours."
>
> "Roger."
>
> "HAHAHAHAH!!! LOOK AT THAT!! IT BURNS LIKE--"
>
> Grendel deactivated the comm, and began to issue his orders to his
> staff officers.
Skip to Phong's reply, new branch
Skip to Boyd's reply, new branch

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 3:19 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> <snip>
> > "HAHAHAHAH!!! LOOK AT THAT!! IT BURNS LIKE--"
> >
> > Grendel deactivated the comm, and began to issue his orders to his
> > staff officers.
> >
>
> Aboard the Ypres-class trooper transport Greiwald
>
> "You apes listen up, this is going to be pure unfetted troll hell,"
> Seargent Tenelson knew how to focus his men and now was the time to
> turn that focus into a killing frenzy. "Our suits are steup to deal
> with Bozon surges but it won't be enough if you catch hell with the
> next troll surge."
>
> A compartment over.
>
> "So get you bloody useless carcasses on the ground, into the enemy and
> out before he has time to spring a hard on at your guns," Staff
> Seargents knew the ropes better. "If any of you comes back with clean
> spotless armor I will personally castrate you and place your balls
> where half a dozen troll testicles should be, spattered across your
> helemt."
>
> On the bridge.
>
> "All units the Greiwald will be out of Cherenkov in seven minutes, get
> to your drop points and strap in, this will be a twelve gee
> deceleration in order to match orbital veloctities so be prepared to
> lose your lunch."
>
> "Fat chance of that cpatain," the conn officer replied. "These troops
> eat durasteel for lunch."
>
> "They'll need it in their viens lieutenant. Deck officer, sound the
> warning call for the drop."
>
> In the space above Kothis a sudden burst of Cherenkov energy stremed
> across the planet as almost a thousand Ypres transports switched out of
> Cherenkov and into reaction drive for thier insertion runs.
>
> "Jump time is NOW."
>
> All at once huge retro-thruster fired on the transports bringing them
> into a perfect, if temporary, geostationary orbit a mere two hundred
> miles up. As one they began disgorgin thier troops with rapid fire
> capsule bursts. Much like old assault rifles the trnasports disgorged
> division upon division of New Republic Armored Infantry in mere
> secodns, laying down a barrage of dummy capsules and jamming pods
> before accelerating out of orbit and into Cherenkov, losing only three
> of thier number to slow reactin troll forces.
>
> With a precision almost unheard of on the battlefield 1000 regiments of
> New Republic Armored Infantry began roasting the countryside around the
> troll encampments hoping against hope to burn through to the central
> bozon generator before the next surge. Flanked by Boyd marines, quick
> to sieze upon the stunning advance, they made headway but not enough,
> and not fast enough. Along the edges of the fron platoons fell by the
> masses to artillery fire or the mindless zombie attacks of trolls and
> converted CIN soldiers who had been swept up in massive bozon fields
> and forced into surrendering all thier willpower and intelligence in
> service to the command troll.
>
> Troopers screamed bloodily as limbs were severd on both sides. Troll
> entrails littered the battlefield as the Mobile Infantry advanced
> across the fields of blood leaving spasming members of thier own to
> recover from bozon poisoning. Despite anihilating two whole corps of
> troll infantry and seven divisions of troll armor they were hardly
> close enough to finish the job on time, they needed the fleet and they
> need them now. In many ways it was a soldiers worst fear, surrounded by
> an enemy intent on stealing your life and willpower away from you to
> have to depend on help from above. Yet this is what they were left for.
> The trolls fell back and reinforced, slowing the advacne to a near
> stanstill.
>
> CIN artillerly and Alliance armor sought to find weak points in the
> horde but it wasn't enough, the bozon fields were just too
> concentrated, they needed orbital bombardment or at least fighter
> support but would it be enough to stop the trolls before the next
> surge? They had exactly twenty seven minutes, the main tactical
> computer stated. Under half an hour and the battle for Kothis would
> either be won or lost, and all of it ran on Knopf, O'Farrell, and the
> mysterious Admiral Ray being able to punch through the troll fleet.
>
> "Things have never been better," Staff Seargent Gray mused as he numbly
> removed the nuts and life of another troll. Dismemberments were fun but
> the shock of testicular removal created better snapshots for Gray's
> photo album.

----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 4:22 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> [snip]
>
> A bright light erupted in the center of the troll formation, and the
> mobile infantry looked up.  Above, 20 Khan Interceptors streaked past,
> followed seconds later by the sound of their passage.  Over the Comm on
> all NR frequencies, Group Captain Flynn spoke.
>
> "Friendly soldiers, this is the SRDC 'Screaming Demons' wing to
> assist.  Give us targets of opportunity, and we will annihilate them.
> We used up our rocks coming down, but we couldn't use those babies
> anyway.  Multi-gigaton explosions ain't good for a planet!"  He
> chuckled.
>
> The CIN area commander broke in.  "We recieve, Demons.  You're
> formation looks a little light."
>
> "We lost 16 good boys on the way in, but we're all ready and rearin' to
> go!  We can't get fleet support down here, because the trolls are
> really defending the breach.  There is news that you'll be getting
> 5,000 Mobile Dolls in just a few hours, so hang tight!"
>
> "We've got some targets for you."
>
> "Only too happy to oblige."
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Jonathan Boyd" <jonathan@jboyd.co.uk>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 4:39 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> Our spies intercepted the following random wibbling garbage from
> pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com at pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com:
>
> > [snip]
> <snip>
> > "Only too happy to oblige."
>
> Another voice broke in over the comm channel.
>
> "This is AWACS bravo-two-niner. We are currently co-ordinating all Boyd
> attacks. Suggest you fly cover for our Barracuda bombers. We'll vector you
> in on troll SAM positions. We await your reply. Over."

----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 6:41 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> In article <B651E9DC.2579%jonathan@jboyd.co.uk>,
>   Jonathan Boyd <jonathan@jboyd.co.uk> wrote:
> > "This is AWACS bravo-two-niner. We are currently co-ordinating all
> Boyd
> > attacks. Suggest you fly cover for our Barracuda bombers. We'll
> vector you
> > in on troll SAM positions. We await your reply. Over."
>
> "Wilco, bravo-two-niner.  Dispatching 12 fighters for escort, the six
> remaining will remain on close support unless expressly needed, over."
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 5:19 PM
Subject: [STGOD] Mistakes, Brilliance, and Death all as one (was [STGOD] Execution])

> <snip>
> > "We've got some targets for you."
> >
> > "Only too happy to oblige."
> >
>
> Occasionally brilliant manuevers and decisions aren't recognized as
> such until many years later. Failure is much more of an immediate
> preacher, showering its adherents in death and destruction. The flow of
> war was always such that one met the other and the end reult of a
> person's judgement would not be know for decades to come. Tactical
> brilliance and strategic stupidity often come hand in hand, such was
> the case at Kothis but no one knew that yet.
>
> Fleet Admiral Restar Wilkens couldn't have cared less right now.
> Things were happening too fast, the enemy was being driven back on al
> fronts and now was the time for the decisive strike. In less than
> twelve minutes the ground forces of the combined armies of USENET would
> be overrun with a bozon surge of epic proportions. That is, if he and
> the other fleet commanders could not punch through and destroy the
> troll base on Kothis.
>
> Much rested on the strike through the center. Phong had taken a huge
> force of battleships as a spearhead opposing the one Knopf and
> O'Farrell were launching even now. With Ray on one flank and himself on
> the other the trolls wer encircled in not neccesarily outnumbered or
> outgunned. With Sanchez driving across the plains of Kothis and with
> his own troops approaching the troll command hardpoint the ground war
> was a close thing meanwhile he had several hundred troll destroyers and
> cruisers between him and his objective, the troll wing commandships.
> There they were, the same few that had killed the _Liberty_. The Joule,
> the Ad Hominem, the Strawman, the Leap of Logic, and the dreaded No
> Math.
>
> In ways Wilkens actually felt fortunate since the troll grand
> commandship was occupying dead center between Knopf, O'Farrell, Phong,
> and Yuen. They would have a hell of a time with that monstrosity, hell
> her bozon field could affect an unarmoured man on the other side of
> Kothis. No WIlkens might have it light but it would still be tough
> going.
>
> With burnt out HIMS coils strewn about the engines of every ship the
> New Republic Fleet moved to engage the starboard flank of the troll
> armada. Ralroost class Fleet Carriers, Republic class Star Destroyer
> MkIIIs, Mediator class cruisers, Viscount Star Defenders and Allegience
> MkII Star Destroyers moved forward in a flanking wall designed to crush
> the perimeter guards.
>
> With attention diverted to the interior the troll destroyers holding
> the edge of the formation were slow to react, then again most trolls
> have such a slow nervous system that any response to an attack was an
> amazing feat. Waves of Green turbolaser plasma filled the sky, blood
> red ion cannon bolts sought to overwhelm shields. Missile launchers
> fired off CM-7s -8s -11s and such at a rapid pace seeking to overwhelm
> the beleagured guardians of the troll flank. The flank began to crumble
> as the bozon fields were simply not strong enough to disount the sheer
> volume of energy flowing from the first wave of the attack. Though ion
> cannons strangely reversed polarity of vanished entirely and
> turbolasers suddenly turned into harmless EM radiation the destroyers
> here simply weren't powerful enough to take on this much firepower this
> quickly.
>
> The wave was not without casualties. Fighters seeking opportunity
> wandered into bozon surges and blew themselves up, corvettes and small
> flank guards were ounded mercilessly by troll destroyers seeking to
> prey on the weak. Explosions lit this sector of the battlefield
> providing an interesting counter point to the huge thrust into the
> center the others were uindertaking.
>
> Wilkens was lost in trying to force the troll into one big mistake that
> he missed the incessant sound of a critical snesor update scrolling on
> his display panel. Instead he sat issuing orders. Forming the once
> disparate taskforces into a multi-pronged spear that would knife across
> the troll's cruiser perimeter. With the destroyer screen cleared at the
> cost of dozen of frigates and even more corvettes and monitors the New
> Republic had broken through to the heavy warships. Superlasers lit up
> the sky piercing and destroying cruisers left and right as return fire
> picked up hammering target after target. The smaller escorts simply
> weren't desigfned for this and Mon Cal, Bothan, and Corellian cruisers
> began igniting space with their death throes even as Eclipse and
> Sovreign class vessels ripped holes in the troll flank.
>
> This all happened much like a crossing pattern of old. The New Republic
> fleet moved from "left" to "right" across the flank of the troll armada
> seeking to draw them into a new formation. With concussion missiles and
> proton torpedoes blazing across space point defense batteries on both
> sides were overwhelmed and titanic explosions began piercing hulls.
> Individual gun batteries sought thier counterparts in a duel to see who
> could disarm the other fastest.
>
> Suddenly it was over. The New Republi fleet, with losses of more than
> 75% of the lesser vessels, but only one battlecruiser, had moved along
> the entire troll flank decimating the destroyer and cruiser screens.
> The trolls, in their viciious blindness, turned to pursue. Not heeding
> intelligenc of any kind they began to break the planet breaking
> formation and turned to pursue this irreverant foe that had nearly
> destroyed the screen around thier great command vessels.
>
> Unfortunately for the trolls this is exactly what Wilkens was
> expecting. He had been planning and hoping for this moment. Say what
> you will about the strength of the troll armed forces their refusal to
> acknolwedge past defeats was thier undoing here. Normally after one run
> in with Dr. Device an enemy learned to keep thier ships far apart until
> closing to point blank in order to avoid chain reaction destruction.
> Trolls don't do the smart thing too often.
>
> As one the twelve M-Wing squadrons from the NRF Peacekeeper dropped out
> of hyperspace with burnt out HIMS but with full armament. Only one
> command was neccessary.
>
> "Fire"
>
> As one the gunners flipped a special switch on the fire control panel.
> Across thousands of kilometers one hundred and forty four white beams
> laced out from these tiny dots. They all converged on the center of the
> troll formation with each command ship targeted by twenty four beams.
> at first little happened then in a massive glow Dr. Device expanded
> outwards from the command ships wiping out destroyers and cruisers.
> Battlecruiser bozon shielding was brushed aside and battleships were
> overwhelmed. The entire flank was cut away and the path to the center
> was clear. At the expense of nearly all his ships smaller than a Star
> Destroyer and the expense of several dozen larger vessel WIlkens had
> succeded, a third of the armada was gone.
>
> "Now what was that annoying message the sensor officer was trying to
> put through," Wilkens said quietly in a glow of satisfaction.
>
> Report Sensor Contact
> Designation Alpha One
>
> Report Follows:
> The troll grand commandship has been firmly identified as the Jaques.
> Personal ship of the lesser troll lord know as Paul Jaques. This
> conflicts with current theories placing TOWNMNBS as head of the troll
> Armada. Sensor units outside the system remain alert in an effort to
> try and locate TOWNMNBS.
>
> "Shit," Wilkens mumbled. Suddenly it was all clear. That annoying
> little tingle in the back of his head suddenly formed itself into a
> thought, an idea, and a horrifying one.
>
> He knew that Sheppard had gone missing days ago but hadn't much cared,
> the man was a power to be recknoed with but his forces ahd never been
> counted upon to defend against the horde, at least no in Wilkens's
> book. Now it became a problem. TOWNMNBS, for all his craftines,
> viciousness, and trollish demi-god powers still lacked one thing.
>
> The location of the FAQ.
>
> In all the wars in USENET the FAQ was the ultimate strength of the
> defenders against the trolls. TJ and his minions would never hold sway
> until they controled or destroyed the FAQ. Now, in a move that would be
> called brilliant by any man watching the conflict from afar, TOWNMNBS
> had drawn the defenders of USENET into the open and lured them far away
> from Earth and the FAQ.
>
> Sheppard must be working with of for TOWNMNBS. He had the information,
> and the tactical brilliance that TJ needed and lacked as a troll-lord.
> Only with his knowledge would TJ risk this much, not that he cared
> about a sniveling fool such as Jaques. But regardless of everything
> else things had just gone in the shitter. For victory here, now almost
> certain with Paul's bozon field likely to be the last hope for the
> trolls, would now be a hollow one given the larger plans of the trolls.
>
> Call them stupid dick licking turd burglers the troll lord TJ had
> outmaneuvered the entirety of ASVS's defense fleets and would have a
> defenseless, or nearly defenseless Earth, before him. As if to mock him
> Delta Detachment from Taskforce Virtue reported in just then.
>
> Report
> Enemy Fleet Movements
>
> A concentration of enemy ships including a grand command ship recently
> left sector 47-301. Their vector indicates a destination for sector
> 001. Likely composition from emissions detection indicates at least one
> troll-lord aboard the fleet.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Transcend" <transcend@cybertown.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 7:06 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Mistakes, Brilliance, and Death all as one (was [STGOD] Execution])

> In article <90hfq6$ii$1@nnrp1.deja.com>,
>   Cmdrwilkens <burnettr@glue.umd.edu> wrote:
> > <snip>
> > > "We've got some targets for you."
> > >
> > > "Only too happy to oblige."
> > >
> <snip>
> > A concentration of enemy ships including a grand command ship recently
> > left sector 47-301. Their vector indicates a destination for sector
> > 001. Likely composition from emissions detection indicates at least one
> > troll-lord aboard the fleet.
> >
>
> The technical problems they had been experiencing had been traced to a secret
> troll jamming station, and to planted agents sabotaging equipment. They had
> no way therefore to reach the allied forces, and warn them of Transcend's
> vision, the FAQ attacked. Darth Slash watched the fleet exit hyperspace right
> on top of the troll fleet. He had been transfered to Eclipse class ship that
> was the Sixth Eith Empire's flagship. Bozon fields buffered the ships, the
> Dark Destroyers pushed in, uneffected by them, they were shielded by the
> power of the Dark Side of the Force. "I want their command ship identified, I
> want TOWNMNBS!", Slash yelled. The massive forces engaged in a mighty
> struggle for the power of the FAQ. Their only hope was to locate TOWNMNBS
> himself, and relay that information directly to the Emperor. Darth Slash did
> not know what his master had in mind exactly, but he knew, he felt, that this
> was their only hope. The ISD mkIIs pushed inward, into the fleet, these ships
> were expendable and they knew it. They were also fanatics, and very well
> trained fanatics. Shadow Droid starfighters punched through the Troll
> fighters easily, as they were piloted by the best pilot minds in the known
> universe. Still casualties were high, within minutes nearly 50% of the Sith
> fleet had been destroyed utterly, all others badly damaged. Superlaser shots
> rang out, some destroying the troll ships in a firey blaze, others having no
> effect at all. Sensors concentrated on the core of the fleet, the obvious
> heavy warships. "Sir!", the Com-Scan Officer yelled out, "We have narrowed
> down the troll command to this area." He showed Darth Slash the sensor data,
> calling on the force he probed the data itself, in relation to the outside
> world. Probability was high that the big ship in the center held TOWNMNBS but
> it could not be certain. Then just as he was about to relay the data he saw
> it, the true flagship, deceptive for it's small size. It had been thought
> long destroyed, but then so had TOWNMNBS. It was the most bozon ridden ship
> in the known multiverse, the ship commanded by a captain nearly as trollish
> as TOWNMNBS himself, it was the Voyager. The fleet was nearly lost, his ship
> falling apart around him. He ordered the ship closer, into the very heart of
> the Bozon fields. He sent out a single telepathic message to his master,
> "Voyager". And with that he pressed the self destruct blowing up his ship and
> tacking out dozens of troll ships nearby...
>
> Darth Transcend sat in meditation, waiting for the message his fleet was to
> send. He was their only hope, the only Sith powerful enough to withstand the
> bozon fields of TOWNMNBS, the only one who could directly confront the
> monster. "VOYAGER!", came the telepathic message that blasted into his brain,
> the dying thought of his powerful apprentice Darth Slash, clone of Luke
> Skywalker. Transcend was shocked, he himself had thought that ship destroyed!
> No matter, he would dispatch it himself and end this misery. Grabbing his
> lightsaber he stood, taking 5 tamed Xenomorph guards he pushed himself into
> hyperspace, he had an appointment to keep, an appointment with Voyager.
>
> Darth Transcend slammed into the deck of the Voyager, a small, primitive,
> warp-driven starship. He was weakened by the long journey towards Earth. It
> had been a long time since he was here, the FAQ wars seemed so distant to
> him, thousands of years of subjective time. He straightened himself, and
> guided by the force began to make his way to TOWNMNBS. Trolls were
> everywhere, his lightsaber slashed forth destroying all that opposed him,
> Force Lightning pulsed outward burning it's way through their ranks. Finally
> he reached the bridge, and such a horrible, grotesque sight had never before
> been before his eyes. Before him was TOWNMNBS, having anal sex with Janeway,
> while being assfucked himself by Harry Kim. The horror of it nearly blinded
> him, but he forced himself forward into the fray slicing the young Ensign in
> half, and chopping Janeways head clear off. TOWNMNBS stood himself up. "I
> knew you would come to me", he said, drool running down his malformed cheek.
> The battle began. Force lighting and bozon blasts filled the bridge. The
> Xenomorphs attacked but were no match for the bozon fields  which ripped
> through their numbers and destroyed them all. Transcend and TOWNMNBS both
> grew weaker and weaker, life force draining from them both as they battled.
> Transcend then knew that there was no way he could destroy TOWNMNBS this way,
> such a battle would only destroy him, and merely weaken TOWNMNBS. Transcend
> began his retreat, falling back to the turbolift. There was only one thing
> left to do. "Engineering", he uttered. As the turbolift began to move he
> heard the dreaded TOWNMNBS roar out one word, "NO!!!!" He exited the
> turbolift, slicing through several no-name ensign trolls and various
> engineering staff. TOWNMNBS came roaring out of the turbolift, trying to stop
> him. But it was too late. With one swift blow Transcend forced his lightsaber
> with the last of his strength into the main reactor. The warp core breached
> spectacularly, destroying the ship, and eliminating TOWNMNBS. TOWNMNBS' fleet
> began to scatter, as they could not maintain the assault without their
> leader. The last of the troll fleet withdrew, the FAQ was saved, but at a
> great cost, a great sacrifice.
>
> In a remote cloning facility, project GA-T-2 awoke. The chamber opened and an
> attendant came forth. "Welcome to the service of the Sixth Sith Empire", he
> said, "your skills will be most valued, Grand Admiral Thraawn."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 9:04 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Mistakes, Brilliance, and Death all as one (was [STGOD] Execution])

> <snip>
> >
> > In a remote cloning facility, project GA-T-2 awoke. The chamber
> opened and an
> > attendant came forth. "Welcome to the service of the Sixth Sith
> Empire", he
> > said, "your skills will be most valued, Grand Admiral Thraawn."
> >
>
> Bozon fields are tricky indeed and fate, it seemed, was about to play
> yet another cruel joke on the defenders of USENET. TOWNMNBS was
> floating through space, unharmed with only his clothing (that was
> normal enough) singed. As for the rest of him, well the pressure drop
> off and temperature of space have no meanting to one with a bozon field
> this strong. Saying it was approximately 3 degrees kelvin was about as
> usefull as reminding your average troll that 1 does not equal 2. Things
> like this don't enter into the calculation.
>
> Thus TJ lived, welking perfectly normal through space as if there were
> a florr beneath his feet. After all, why should he be inconvinienced by
> little things like the properties of a resistance free medium such as
> the vacuum of space. He was a troll-lord, unassaliable by any though
> many had tried.
>
> He had ben destroyed, maimed, diseased, tortured, impersonated,
> horrible mangled, ripped of his skin, and deprived of his very soul.
> That was only the first fanficiton after his apparent demise. TOWNMNBS
> had watched all of this with a sort of grotesque pleasure only a troll
> could derive. For in killing him again and again each person showed his
> cowardice before his might. None would dare confront him face to face,
> he was the troll-lord and they were mere mortals.
>
> Certainly some had tried. Transcend was just the latest pretender to
> the throne of "USENET Defender." Such a thing could not exist, USENET
> was free for all and his legions of troll-minions would exercise power
> and dominance over all. They had conquered some realms and now even
> held a corner of usenet as their very own, where none dared tread for
> there the ancient gods of trolling resided and gave the horde strength
> through anal porn and reruns of Hollywood Squares (both with and
> without Whoopie Goldberg). TOWNMNBS was the troll-lord charged with
> overthrowing this hardy band of debators called ASVS.
>
> At first it had seemed the easiest of tasks, after all no one could
> long withstand a troll-lord. For a time he was successful, he incited
> rioting and vicious pandemonium in ASVS (or at least so he thought).
> Then he had been banished from the halls of debate, shunned and caged
> in a distant world with no name. It was here on this unnamed rock that
> his hatred grew and seethed. Despite an utter lack of intelligence
> TOWNMNBS had the powers of a troll-lord to call upon and through long
> meditation to hardcore gay porn he recieved a vision, how he might
> defeat the so called "Defenders of USENET."
>
> It had not been much to seduce Sheppard. The man craved power and in
> the anarchy to come his might with words and weapons would make him the
> force he had longed to be. It had merely required a small agent inside
> Sheppards mind to break the one barrier that stood between him and
> total subservience to Troll-lord TOWNMNBS. A mere ounce of pure troll
> blood, taken from the troll gods themselves, had been secretly inserted
> in Sheppard's daily burger. From there all had gone as planned, or at
> least deluded.
>
> This "Sith Lord" had been little more than a distraction. What enraged
> TOWNMNBS the most was that while he enjoyed feeling Harry Kim fuck him in the
> ass, Janeway was just too loose after years of letting Tuvok have his
> way with her at night (didn't you know Vulcans only take it in the ass
> because the pain allows them to work harder at maintaining emotional
> stability, it is a test). Small creatures such as this "Transcend"
> deluded themselves into thinking their powers matched his own. If he
> hadn't been in need of climax and then on the post orgasm let-down from
> Harry's fine dick TJ would have easily thrashed this pretender. As it
> is the bug was squashed and at his command a troll scout decloaked and
> allowed him aboard.
>
> He did not speak, he merely motioned to various trolls, they knew what
> he meant after all hand gestures were more than enough to direct and
> plan the incvasion of a heavily fortified planet with unknown powers
> guarding the target he sought. In the space outside the escort troll
> ships began forming up, having waded through the remnant of the fleet
> that had attacked them. Bozon surges followed by plasma and phaser
> bursts had easily destroyed the ships since we all know that one photon
> torpedo or one to two seconds of sustained TL fire was more than enough
> to take down any ship in the Imperial Fleet and Transcend's vessels
> looked Imperial thus they MUST be Imperial.
>
> Yes Bozon fields were wonderful, for the trolls. Especially with
> TOWNMNBS sitting again on his throne in the halls of the enourmous
> Troll Grand Command Ship _Denial_.
>
> Mustering themselves as one the vast armada again sped for Earth
> seeking once more to capture the one document that lay between them and
> total domination of ASVS and from there USENET.
>
> ---
>
> [There, that explains away Transcend's overeager attack and allows the
> Mistakes, Brilliance, etc. thread to still be worthwhile. You'll also
> note, Transcend, that I didn't go about killing off any more of your
> people, just the ones you foolishly flung against a Troll Armada
> without support. Remember we all have to lose things (Hell I lost a
> peacekeeper WAAAYYY back in these attacks so don't say I'm being unfair
> because me losing a Peacekeeper is like Boyd losing one of his bigass
> 100km long battleships, its a big deal and hurts the fleet a whole hell
> of a lot).]
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 4:34 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> Cmdrwilkens <burnettr@glue.umd.edu> wrote in
> <90h8qe$qsk$1@nnrp1.deja.com>:
>
> ><snip>
> >> "HAHAHAHAH!!! LOOK AT THAT!! IT BURNS LIKE--"
> >>
> >> Grendel deactivated the comm, and began to issue his orders to his
> >> staff officers.
> >>
> >
> >"Things have never been better," Staff Seargent Gray mused as he numbly
> >removed the nuts and life of another troll. Dismemberments were fun but
> >the shock of testicular removal created better snapshots for Gray's
> >photo album.
> >
> Charging like mad straight through the Troll blockage, an entire
> Confederation Army Amphibious Assault Army punched their way through the
> enemy fleet, spearheaded by the heavy cruisers Prinz Eugen and
> Minneapolis. Managing to get through with few losses, 15 divisions began
> landing. While ten of them were reserve and militia formations (National
> Guard and Home Guard), the remaining five represented some of the best
> armored divisions, backed up by a pair of artillery divisions and a heavy
> infantry division.
>
> And frighteningly enough, this group was authorized to use any and all
> weapons needed to cleanse the planet of the troll infestation. Included
> in the group were a dozen of the elite magical troops of the
> Confederation, the Sailor Senshi.
>
> Landing on the planet, the assault force quickly set up near the
> Alliance's base and prepared to engage the enemy.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 5:06 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net> wrote in message
> <snip>
> > Landing on the planet, the assault force quickly set up near the
> > Alliance's base and prepared to engage the enemy.
>
> Brightness filled the air as the planetary shield generator warped in.
> Promptly it was overwhelmed by artillery fire. Supports under its central
> dish were ripped apart. The large dish fell down and the structure collapsed
> in a ball of wreckage and plasma.
>
> The revealed troll artillery positions were promptly annihilated as shells
> of antimatter impacted the ground around them. The Minion base continued
> sending out volleys of missiles against troll positions. But most failed and
> destroyed themselves by the bozon interference. Massive bays opened in the
> base and wings of aerial assault drones flew out, rushing onward to provide
> the needed air support. Three gigantic war machines lumbered out as well,
> just coming online, built from debris beamed-in from orbit. Dozens of
> robotic infantry streamed passed them and joined the fray. Built from troll
> material, they provided some resistance to the devastating bozon fields.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 5:43 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> <snip>
> >
> > The revealed troll artillery positions were promptly annihilated as
> shells
> > of antimatter impacted the ground around them. The Minion base
> continued
> > sending out volleys of missiles against troll positions. But most
> failed and
> > destroyed themselves by the bozon interference. Massive bays opened
> in the
> > base and wings of aerial assault drones flew out, rushing onward to
> provide
> > the needed air support. Three gigantic war machines lumbered out as
> well,
> > just coming online, built from debris beamed-in from orbit. Dozens of
> > robotic infantry streamed passed them and joined the fray. Built from
> troll
> > material, they provided some resistance to the devastating bozon
> fields.
> >
>
> In the center of the troll ground command they noted the sudden
> destruction above but proceeded as planned. Seven more minutes and the
> nasty normals would be no more. The bozon generators were already
> ramping up and soon it would all be over.
>
> In the midst of thei cackling the troll commanders never noticed a
> strange humm as the New Republic's dedicated ground fighters finally
> made it in from the fleet. The Viper GA was designed with the sole
> purpose of getting in low and dirty before getting back out.
>
> They got dirty, real dirty.
>
> our miles out missiles dropped off from hardpoints with proton engines
> ignited they rocketed forward convergin on the central bozon
> generators. SAM sites noticed the intrusion but were cut down as even
> more rockets and plasma filled the air. Explosions errupted all
> throughout the troll command base. Bodies and pieces of bodies fells
> about like the rain created by some truly demented super being who
> delighted in the pain of mortals.Entrails left streak marks across the
> blood stained ground. Fires burned uncontrollabl;y as bozon fields were
> sapped and snapped from the assault. There simply wasn't enough
> collective disbelief with the troll Fleet broken. SRDC and CIN fighters
> followed the Vipers in cleansing the ground of troll infantry. Armored
> divisions both Collective and other rolled forward seeking out and
> destroying thier counterparts. With the enemies will suddenly broken
> and all coordination lost the infantrymen on the front line suddenly
> had smooth going.
>
> This is not to say it was easy, not by far. In places trolls fought in
> a crazed suicidal state. Historians would later remark that the
> dedication of these pocets made the Japanese of WWII fame seem like the
> most willing prisoners. Throwing thier burning bodies onto approaching
> troops the few pocets managed to tear holes in the neat formations of
> the New Republic, Alliance, CIN, and others. All across tactical
> frequencies statics, screams and bloody shouts of victory echoed back
> and forth. There was little the trolls could do to stem the reinforced
> tide of the cleansers of Kothis.
>
> In a frenzied state troopers of USENET began hacking half dead trolls
> into small pieces. Entrenched foes were literally roasted alive as the
> infantry officers authorized release of Fuel-Air explosives. Huge
> patches of ground were lit with the intensity of supernovae as the
> individual bozon fields could not possibly hope to withstand the heat
> and radiation being directed thier way.
>
> The enemy was broken but as reports began to filter in from above some
> wondered whether this victory would be as hollow as the one above.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Jonathan Boyd" <jonathan@jboyd.co.uk>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 4:34 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> Our spies intercepted the following random wibbling garbage from
> pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com at pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com:
> <snip>
> > "HAHAHAHAH!!! LOOK AT THAT!! IT BURNS LIKE--"
> >
> > Grendel deactivated the comm, and began to issue his orders to his
> > staff officers.
>
> What had seemed like frenzied activity earlier, now seemed like a siesta to
> the officers of the Phoenix. A 4 star general, a fleet admiral, a chief of
> operations, several tactical officers and the various aides attached to the
> flag officers were packed into the ship's CIC. The trolls were surging
> forward again, this time without the aid of a bozon pulse. They were more
> cautious than earlier however, which is what had everyone worried. They
> seemed to be probing for weaknesses. When the bozon surge came, they would
> lose the defensive line for certain now. It was a question of how dearly the
> trolls would be made to pay for it. The third of the Phoenix's four
> divisions had deployed 5km from the ship, ready to intercept any troll units
> that broke through, while the previously deployed divisions dug in on the
> other side of the battlefield. Without artillery support, they were too far
> away to contribute, but they would perform well as a rearguard when the need
> arose.
>
> Jonathan glanced at the chronometer on the master tactical display. 1 hour,
> 39 minutes until the predicted Bozon surge. Those reinforcements had better
> hurry. In order for them to get through, they'd need cover, however and the
> allied fleets were strained as it was, holding the troll armada off. The
> Phoenix had a relatively small fighter complement for a Boyd vessel, but it
> was better than most races' escort carriers and would certainly be better
> than no cover. The attack fighters and bomber regiments would have to be
> held back for use against the trolls as well as any Viper-Echoes, but the
> rest of the Vipers and all the Snipe interceptors could be released for the
> mission. They could probably spare a few of the S/AWACS and EW birds as
> well.
>
> Within 10 minutes, two thirds of the Phoenix's available assets were
> airborne and in formation. The remaining third was being held in reserve, in
> case the Phoenix herself needed fighter cover in a hurry. 14 squadrons of
> Viper fighters, 18 squadrons of Snipe interceptors, 4 squadrons of
> Starweasel electronic warfare birds and 24 Cyclops S/AWACS were in the air,
> a deadly combination of force. With little more than 450 craft, it was among
> the smallest of operations BFA-9 had directed, but one of the most
> important.
>
> Every missile tube was loaded with Minnow interceptor missiles. The Viper
> pilots bemoaned the loss of their dearly beloved Eagle missiles, with their
> 20MT warhead, 50 times bigger than the combined punch of the 4 Minnows they
> carried in place of every Eagle, but there would be no troll fighters to
> oppose them and the numerical advantage of Minnows would be much more useful
> against missile armed vessels that might oppose them. Over 28,000 such
> missiles was quite impressive for a small fighter force.
>
> Similarly, every missile hard point was rigged for capship killing. The
> small hard points of the Starweasels and the Cyclopses were loaded out with
> Eagles, their 20MT warheads being useful against corvettes and frigates, if
> nothing else, while the bigger hard points of the Vipers and Cyclopses
> mounted the lightly shielded 5GT Medusa anti-ship missiles, giving the
> formation over 3 1/2 TT of disposable firepower. That at least would keep
> the Viper pilots happy. The next best thing to vaping another fighter was
> vaping a capship and each one of them could break the back of an ISD if they
> landed their missiles close enough.
>
> With the fighter formation loitering in position and the troll attacks
> fading away, presumably as they gather their strength for the next assault,
> activity in the CIC was also dying away.
>
> "Sir, we've got a massive spike on the bozon detector!"
>
> The Boyd officers are stared in horror as 15 icons denoting friendly
> divisions winked out on the tactical displays. The trolls had attacked
> early, sacrificing some fo the weight of their blow for shock value. Either
> that or they had simply ben incompetent in carrying out their original plan.
> It didn't really matter right now. The officers gasped again in horror as,
> in place of the 15 friendly divisions, 15 troll divisions appeared. The
> morale effect on the remaining allied army was devastating. To have friendly
> troops replaced by blethering idiots, screaming "WATTS AND JOULES ARE
> INTERCHANGABLE!" was a terrifying site and soon, what would have been an
> orderly retreat, was turned into a route on half the front.
>
> "general, get your men moving, now! We've got to cover the 'retreat'."
>
> "Yes sir," he replied to Jonathan, knowing it meant certain death for his 3
> divisions if he made the slightest error. A 30 division strong  troll force
> was now sweeping through the shattered front.

----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 6:52 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> Admiral Subotai's form appeared over the crackling holonet connection.
> He had acquired a gash on his forehead, and his uniform was
> scorched.  "Excellent work, Boyd.  I salute your efforts.
> Unfortunately, we must leave immediately, to defend the FAQ.  I expect
> a major fleet battle at Earth will soon occur.  See you there!"  He
> grinned.
>
> The charred hulks of the former Troll fleet hung in space around
> Kothis.  The pyrrhic victory would be all to memorable, with those as a
> reminder.  The SRDC fleet, enetering the battle with the strength of
> 700 _Belisarius_ and 300 _Sanctity,_ left with only 350 Destroyers and
> 200 Carriers.  The fighter losses were even more horrendous.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 4:40 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net> wrote in message
> <snip>
> > Knopf had only seen them because of his decision to jump in beyond
> > the Oort cloud. The trolls hadn't been expecting that so they
> > focused there stealth fields on the inner system. This battle was
> > going to get much worse before it got better.
> >
> > --
> "Sensors, what the hell is going on? You people told me three thousand ships
> not three MILLION!" Yrest was fuming.
>
> The head sensor officer began stuttering, "Um, sir, they had a large amount
> of stealth fields running and our ships were putting out a great deal of
> jamming."
>
> "And what about that vaunted SWACS Corben kept bragging about!"
>
> "It was busy providing target locks and focus scans for the fleet's fighters
> and bombers. That was a few thousand ships to provide for right there until
> now."
>
> "Great, just kriff'in great. I've made an idiot of myself in front of the
> Imperium. Next time, one of you is going to do it. Now can that SWACS please
> do its job?"
>
> "Yes sir. System-wide scan commencing now. Bozon interference is very high
> but we are getting enemy fleet numbers in the millions. Allied forces are
> beginning their forward push."
>
> "Call in Steelclaw and Kaleax, we're going to need reinforcements. We can't
> afford to get too far away from the planet. Order all ships to pull back and
> cover the gap in the planetary shields, we'll have to wait for the others.
> Order the carriers to begin processing the debris and construct bomber
> drones. What's the status on the planetary shields?"
>
> "Troll artillery destroyed it as it warped in."
>
> "Damn it. Carry out standing orders."
>
> The fleet responded. "Aye sir, all ships entering defensive formation around
> shield gap."
>
> "Carriers reporting, harvesting under way." Yrest leaned back into his chair
> and took in the sensor displays. They would have to wait for a sizable drone
> force to be constructed to help the incoming allies. Outside the battle
> raged on as warships continued their exchange of fire, waves of plasma flew
> back and forth. This was going to be a long battle.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 9:21 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> <snip>
>
> > "When the CIN and Alliance are ready we will implement our
> plan."
> > He strode out of the briefing room and went back to his flag bridge
> > to wait for the attack to begin. The exact timing was up to the CIN
> > and Alliance.
>
> "Damn," it was a quiet ephitet spoken more to say anything than for any
> true dramatic effect. Wilkens was staring at the slowly changing battle
> plot in his meditation chamber. The troll fleet had taken one of his
> strongest vessels and with it a good friend, her captain. Now that
> thrust had been paried but it left his force wanting for a fight. His
> men needed the release, with over twenty million crewers and pilots the
> _Liberty_'s size meant that nearly everyone in his fleet knew a man or
> woman, or droid for the lonely, aborad her.
>
> With one wing disabled it seemed the troll task force formerly led by the
> Cock Rocket was now fully engaged over Kothis. CIN, Alliance, SRDC,
> Imperium, and another had forces in theater and one could easily assume
> that this was where the weight was coming down. At least three troll
> commandships, like those that had downed the _Liberty_ were present and
> it was inconciveable that such a huge reserve could be pouring in as
> support with an advance any where else.
>
> Immediately this firmed up a few impressions Wilkens had. The first was
> that the Fleet he had engaged with the _Liberty_ in SRDC space had been
> a rouse designed to steal forces of the SRDC away from the main attack
> in CIN space. It also made him realize how the _Liberty_ had been
> sacrificed to save a few SRDC baseships. The trolls might be mindless
> but their ruthless demeanor meant they always sought to lay the perfect
> trap and he had unwittingly fallen into it. The Watts and the Joules
> had ben meant to suprise and kill the SRDC baseships and had stupidly
> assumed his own battleship was one, just goes to show you how much
> trolls knew about size, volume, and power. The second major impression
> was that CIN space held something important, what Wilkens had no idea.
> It lacked a convincing explanation and deserved some thought.
>
> It felt strange to think this way, men were dying even as his fleet,
> once spread acros the galaxy, raced towards Kothis in an effort to join
> the battle. Twelve taskforces might not nearly be enough but on the
> flanks and in the weak parts of the line his M-Wings would have the
> perfect chance to catch bunched troll vessel in a Dr. Device strike.
> With precious seconds passing moment to moment his staff fed continuous
> updates both onto the map and onto his datapad. One could watch as the
> CIN and Alliance forces battered the center of the troll formation.
> Reserves from the SRDC had arrived in advance of the New Republic and
> had already launched a brief counterattack on the flanks forcing the
> trolls to thin their ranks further. It wouldn't last, since Wilkens'
> own techs were monitoring the return of the Joule and her companion
> vessels to the troll Horde.
>
> In the midst of all this Wilkens wathed as Knopf appeared on the tac-
> display, aligning his vessel for a run through the gullet oppossite the
> continuing thrust of the Alliance and CIN. This would easily split the
> Trolls into disorganized bunches, perfect for Dr. Device. With the SRDC
> running attacks on the port flank his vessel would be able to attack
> the starboard flank and, hopefully, cause the armada to collapse into
> two disparate, and easier to fight, entities. Of course this depended
> on the trolls acting logically for self preservation and thier tendancy
> to the contrary made Wilkens shiver.
>
> "Order the Ypres-class vessels to jump to Cherenkov and make a direct
> run for the planet. We know the trolls are reinforcing their surface
> divisions and we should be able to place at least two Corps of Infantry
> on the ground without bothering with a full sie landing fleet."
>
> "Orders recieved Admiral," came the reply. "the twelfth and fourtieth
> corps are pre-loaded for boarding but they can switch out on the way
> in."
>
> "Get them moving," Wilkens ordered turning to the fleet
> coordinator. "Launch M-Wings and set them up to follow us in with a
> delay of one minute, hopefully we can get the trolls to try and turn
> into us and give them free shots from behind."
>
> Without missing a beat he turned to the comm panel with his subordinate
> Admirals. "Prepare to attack in coordination with the Imperium thrust.
> When Knopf launches we are going in after the starboard flank."
>
> "What about support for Knopf," one asked.
>
> "The fifth just arrived in theater (I did declare them as reserves that
> were inbound)," Wilkens responded. "they will act as theater reserve.
> If Knopf falters they will hyper in and help him, if he succeds then
> they will join us or CIN on the flanks. Understood?"
>
> "Aye Aye sir," came the chorus of responses.
>
> "Then may the force be with us," it sure as hell hasn't been so far.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 3:58 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> Kyle <KyleJK@Netzero.net> wrote in <3A2B1A03.2CBD838B@Netzero.net>:
>
> >     "When the CIN and Alliance are ready we will implement our plan."
> >He strode out of the briefing room and went back to his flag bridge
> >to wait for the attack to begin. The exact timing was up to the CIN
> >and Alliance.
> >
> "Sir, we're detecting a gap in the interdiction field...wait sir. Sensors
> reading a massive defold operation in progress. Tracking multiple
> Confederation battleships and escorts. They're scrambling fighters and
> hailing us, sir."
>
> With a brilliant white flash, the Confederation 3rd Fleet exited
> foldspace and moved at full power towards the battle, launching thousands
> of starfighters and bombers to coordinate their strike. But this was not
> the only component.
>
> Streaking in from hyperspace on the opposite vector was a group of sixty
> Minuteman strategic missiles, each armed with a three teraton warhead.
> Each homed in on the heaviest enemy troopships, determined to destroy
> them at all cost. These carried a special antibozon field generator, and
> while not enough to overcome the massive troll field, it enabled most of
> the missiles to reach their targets without malfunctioning.
>
> Admiral Sakachi was on the bridge of HMCS Montana, preparing to enter the
> fray. Unfortunatly, the battle was so chaotic that they had no chance to
> use the superheavy cannon armed on the ship. Driving in towards the weak
> point of the enemy fleet, they unleashed enormous amounts of firepower,
> their fighter defenses shredding the enemy.
>
> But the question still, was it enough?

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 8:20 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com> wrote in message
> <snip>
> > "FOR THE GLORY OF THE KHAN!!!" Subotai yelled as the _Sanctity's_ point
> > defense turrets erased another squadron of troll fighters.  Who he
> > referred to, no one outside the Golden knew.  However, the effect was
> > still stirring.
> >
> "Admiral, SWACS reports troll forces at 10,000 starships and dropping. The
> trolls no longer have any starfighters. Bomber count at 10, no 5, no 1, none
> it is. SRDC fleet is reengaging."
>
> "Damn those Golden Horders remind me of Klingons. Do we have any clear
> targets for the fleet-killers?"
>
> "Optimum targets here, here, here, and here. Well away from any friendly
> vessels."
>
> "Arm starnova warheads, load torpedo tubes 1-4. Fire! All ships clear the
> line of fire."
>
> The Mon Erion launched four large torpedoes forward. They looked black,
> veiny, Shadow-like technology. They phase-cloaked, avoiding the massive
> point defenses of the troll warships. Far from the planet and nearing the
> outer edges of the massive troll armada, they detonated. Four massive rifts
> in hyperspace opened, unleashing a torrent of hyperspatial energy consuming
> countless troll ships in its firestorm. The storms dissipated, leaving
> drifting hulks of troll ships and more no longer recognizable as even
> debris.
>
> "Enemy ship count now at 3128 ships. 18 fighters and 1 bomber was caught in
> the blast. 8 Vasudan, 6 Republic, 5 Terran."
>
> "Now I like those number odds better. All ships, engage the enemy. Fire at
> will!" The Alliance ships surged forward, joining the SRDC forces with
> renewed vigor. A Capella-class Assault Frigate raced ahead of the SRDC, beam
> cannons and laser turrets blazing. Suddeningly the GTVFg Shining Valor found
> itself overwhelmed by bozon fields. The force shields collapsed and power
> grids found themselves overloading, the ship exploded.
>
> "Bozon levels reaching maximum. Confirmed, one troll command ship, the
> Joule."
>
> "Oh kriff. How it get here?" The command ship began unleashing its mighty
> firepower, blue bolts flew towards the encroaching SRDC fleet.
>
> Meanwhile on the planet. The combined armies of the three powers advanced on
> the troll base, left stricken of its defenses temporality. Artillery pounded
> the base side as tanks, mobile suits, and infantry raced forward firing,
> running against the clock.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 8:06 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

>
> Phong Nguyen <phong.nguyen@usa.net> wrote in message
> news:Xns8FFEE2423phongnguyenusanet@130.133.1.4...
> > The is the official invasion thread. The time as of writing is 0306 UTC.
> > The date is Sunday, 3 December 2000 CE/AD.
> >
> > No other information provided, start writing folks!
>
> 0001 GMT
> December 3 2000 CE
> Epsilon Endradi.
> 40 LY from Sol
>
> Orbiting the 3rd planet in this otherwise empty system was a space station.
> It was rather small compared to the other major powers stations being less
> then 1K across. But its size hid its importance. It was the centeral C&C
> center for the 60 long range sensor platforms around the galactic rim. It
> took all the data beamed in, produced a coherent picture and beamed data
> back out from stations overlapping to verify and clear up their displays.
> The network could detect a Bazon field of 500MJ at a range of over 20
> BILLION Light Years, or cloaked fields at about 10 million light years. It
> was the first line of defence before the 7 great seals of protection against
> troll attacks.
>
> The station had NEVER been attacked. Even during the ASVS civil war with
> planets blowing up left and right, the great powers had left the Hegemony
> station alone as it was far too importaint to risk being damaged or
> destroyed. If it HAD been, the troll empire could appear at any time, in any
> way with no warning. That could not be allowed.
>
> The outpost only had minimal defences itself. As well as 20 Orbital weapons
> platforms and 5 starships, 2 Wirlwind and 3 Akira.
>
> As such, it was in a poor position to respond when the monster appeared.
> Defying all the long range sensor warnings, it appeared out of no-where. A
> sleak dagerish shape (slightly rounded through) covered in some kind of dark
> green organic armour generating a Bozon field that sounded alarms all the
> way to Earth. Over 50 Kilometers long, it dwafed the station and her
> defenders. Men rushed to their posts and ships as squadrons pored from the
> side of the monstosity. They were met with the new Starburst attack mecha
> and a massive dogfight developed. Mark 3 Missile Boats soared from the
> Akiras jinking and weaving as they tried to get in close. However the small
> scale bazon nulification systems on the fighters were no match for the
> command ship. most pealed off. Some blew themsleves up. One or two squadrons
> worth continued in willingly and docked. Their minds warped, their minds
> GONE. The 3 Akiras skirted the dogfight and dodging the weapons fire headed
> at them and launched 6 very heavy missiles. Each had a 1 TT warhead focused
> into a 10 degree cone in front of them. they were equiped with phase cloaks
> and warp drives. They could have taken it out, or at least damaged it.
>
> SHOULD have.
>
> However the captains of the ships were about to find the universe was FULL
> of should haves.
>
> [On board the Akira class ship _Lightning IIX_]
> Captain Dezaro watched at the 6 missile weaved their way past the point
> defences towards the ship. He had seen the _Eclipse Killers_ in action
> before and had been amazed at their power. The Troll ship would stand no
> chance.
>
> Or so he thought.
>
> As they reached the bazon fields they appeard to slow. Before he could aks
> what was going on, they suddenly re-appeared on the OTHER side of the
> massive dark ship and detonated causing an artifical eclipse of the Troll
> ship.
>
> 'What the hell happened? Guns? Sensors?'
> 'It appears that as the missiles approached and were about to detonate, the
> Bazon field, for lack of a better term, Twisted space. The missiles
> continued moving in realspace, but suddenly were not where they had been,
> and having lost their targets detonated. similar results on stirkes by
> projectile and energy weapons. We can't HIT the damm thing.
> 'Then what the HELL do we do?' the captain demanded.
> 'I don't know WHAT we can do' the sensor officer shouted back. The captain
> was about to order a withdrawl when a directed bazon field washed over them,
> and suddenly they were in FRONT of the Troll ship at close range. A massive
> turret leveld its barrel.
> 'I'm sorry' wispered the captain to the brige crew.
> The barrel blasted in rapid fire 5 blue pulses. The first 2 slammed into the
> shields. The next impacted against the lower saucer, the SIF holding the
> energy back,  but shorting out after. The 4th blew off the starboard nacell.
> The 5th smashed into the neck and blew the ship appart. The barrel tracked
> the 2 halves and with a fired a pair of blasts at each.
>
> The captain still alive sitting in his chair felt a breif painful heat.
> Which was eclipsed for a second by the heavy pain of failing the people of
> the galaxy. Then it all went back.
>
> The Troll command ship, The _Cock Rocket_, ignored the few remaining ships.
> It proceeded to the station and quickly blew it into several peices buring up
> in Epsilon III's atmosphere.
>
> Imediatly, the long range sensor grid flickered and died. Groups of troll
> ships waiting at the bounderey of cloaked detection and the few smaller
> covert groups in the galaxy iteslf imediatly started moving.
>
> It was now 0100 GMT
> H hour plus 1.
> The invasion and destruction of USENET had begun.
[Compiler's note: The continuity is so screwed at this point with the [STGOD]Execution thread, I'm just going to leave it from here to the next thread.]

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jonathan Boyd" <jonathan@jboyd.co.uk>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 4:03 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> The blackened and twisted wreck of the destroyer had been drifting for
> several hours now. Its hull gashed in hundreds of places, the atmosphere had
> long ago been vented and no troll remained alive within her corridors. To
> all concerned, she was a lifeless hulk. To all but one man.
>
> Jonathan's Viper was drifting along with the destroyer, all systems powered
> down. Detection could not be risked. Propelled by air jets, bouncing off
> wall and floor, Jonathan scoured the ship for his prize. Not technology or
> data, not things of illogic so perverse in their nature that use by any sane
> being would erase them from existence, the very universe itself refusing to
> accept the possibility of them being. Only the powerful bozon fields of a
> troll could keep them anchored in reality.
>
> No, not technology or data.
>
> The decks were strewn with bodies. Bizarre many-limbed creatures
> intermingled with humanoids. It was remarkable the variety and richness of
> the collection, but al were tainted in some way. Shrapnel imbedded in their
> bodies, severed heads lying at their feet, signs of explosive decompression
> in their eyes.
>
> At last, he found what he needed. Not in the bridge, as he had expected, nor
> in any of the personal quarters, but cowering in the captain's head. The
> troll captain of the ship. The body and head were intact, as his Force
> vision had indicated. All that he needed. With some effort, he dragged the
> body back to the Viper and, as silently as he had arrived, departed. This
> was not his battle. It might not even be his war. It had served him and
> would serve him well.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 9:22 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

>
> "Sir, we've got reports of attacks on CIN space. Heavy casualties
> on CINs side, no information about the other side."
>
> "Then it's begun. It'll take the others some time to gather, till
> then I want to gather some more data. Find a small group of troll
> vessels. I want to get a good feel for there capabilities, and
> limitations before the main fleet reaches the CIN." Knopf had been
> relaxing in his ready room before his intelligence officer,
> Lieutenant Manninghim, interrupted him with the new information from
> the spy sats emplaced by the recon squad he'd led.
>
> But the time for relaxation and introspection was over. He got up
> and let his implants send a signal to certain other officers. He
> arrived on the Flag Bridge and took his seat in his command chair.
> There were several holo projectors arrayed around it, as well as
> flat screen displays and multiple command pads (which were almost
> never used, and were stowed away for emergency use only).
>
> Only Manninghim was missing, the rest of his staff was there, his
> Chief of Staff Senior Commander Duminbos, Tactical Operations Senior
> Lieutenant Heklias, Logistics Officer Junior Commander Fullers,
> Personnel Officer Lieutenant Commander Sumners, Diplomatic Officer
> Junior Commander Elmine, and Survey Officer Senior Lieutenant
> Harkenz.
>
> Each took there station and linked into the task force net.
> Manninghim joined them shortly and downloaded the latest
> intelligence data on both the CIN, and the Troll Forces.
>
> Knopf cued a holo projector. "This area of space belongs to the
> CIN." He then highlighted several star systems, "These are the
> systems being threatened by the Troll King." Several blips appeared
> "These are the known Troll fleets advancing on the CIN systems." A
> large blob appeared, "This is the Troll Armada, the largest assembly
> of ships short of the last Grand Review of the Fleet. We can't even
> dream of defeating this force alone, or even hurting it, we must
> wait for our allies before we can do so. Nor can we attack the
> Vanguard Fleets alone."
>
> Most of his officers were looking at him oddly, Knopf had a
> reputation as a hard hitting aggressive officer who would do what
> was needed to win. He didn't waste his officers and crewers, but
> when needed he would use them. It wasn't like him to tell them what
> they COULDN'T do, he was the kind of man who focused on what they
> COULD do.
>
> Knopf knew what they were thinking, but he had to make sure they
> understood the threat. He liked aggressive officers, as long as they
> weren't reckless or arrogant. "The latest data from our spy drones
> has located something for us." He then had the holo switch to a view
> of several ships.
>
> "This is a small group of stealthed Troll vessels. As far as we
> know no one else other then us, and the trolls of course." He added
> lightly, "Know that it even exists. And we only know of it due to
> sheer, blind luck. It passed directly over one of our spy drones.
> Luckily they didn't notice it." He leaned back and let Manninghim
> take over the briefing, this was her area.
>
> After the Lieutenant went over the information on the ships Heklias
> took over. Knopf listened as all of them discussed possible tactics
> and strategies. After listening for a while He mad his decision."
>
> "Enough." That single word spoken softly immediately silenced all
> conversation and stopped the data exchange flowing form brain to
> brain. "We're going to keep this simple. The Task Group will come
> out of hyper at optimum sublight missile range from the Troll
> Scouts, Task Force Three will launch all combat fighters. the
> fighters and all of Task Forces three's escorts will then form up
> with Task Forces One and Two."
>
> "The carriers from Task Force three will then micro jump beyond
> extreme hyper missile range. The remainder of the Task Group will
> then go to rapid fire on all missile batteries, hyper and sublight,"
>
> Knopf continued to explain his battle plan, they discussed it and
> found what flaws they could and then fixed them. The plan wasn't
> perfect, no plan is or could be, but it was the best plan they could
> make based on what they knew. But was it good enough?
>
> "All ships in position. Fighter are being launched. Carriers are
> retreating."
>
> "All ships take targeting from the Task Group command net and open
> fire." Massive salvo's flew forth in each broadside. The
> hypermissiles pooped out of existence inside the warships and
> reappeared next to troll warships. Colossal explosions blanketed the
> troll ships. Then the sublight missile began to arrive after a few
> minutes of bombardment from the hyper missile alone.
>
> The sublight missile increased the energies pounding the Troll
> ships shields. But it also let them back track to the launching
> ship. The Troll Lord commanding the fleet was old beyond the
> understanding of most mortal men. None could call him smart, but he
> was cunning and vicious, he immediately ordered a third of his
> fighter force ahead. He then reoriented his Capital Ships and ran
> forward to meet his attacker.
>
> Knopf had been expecting this. When the attack had begun he'd sent
> the escorts from Task Force Three forward in full stealth, along
> with all of the Light Carrier Starfighters, the Heavy Carrier
> Starfighters had stayed with the main body, along with all of the
> Starbombers.
>
> As the cloaked Heavy and Light Cruisers along with Destroyers saw
> the forward most troll fighters pass bye they sent exact targeting
> data to the main group. Several salvoes of sublight ship killers
> were reprogrammed for wide area explosions. It worked, the trolls
> expected the missiles to fly bye, heading for the Troll Capships,
> they didn't expect them to explode in the center of there formation.
>
> After retargeting the missiles Knopf issued his next orders. The
> battle line would advance in formation. All fighter and bombers in
> the main group were to advance on the troll ships heading towards
> them.
>
> They followed orders. but before they could reach the troll ships
> they had to fight through the forward scouts. Luckily while the
> damage from the Capital Missiles had been minimal they had disrupted
> the Troll formation. A quarter of the fighter peeled off to engage
> the troll fighters, while the rest barreled straight through.
>
> They ignored all loses, they had to reach the target, it was all
> that mattered. Luckily the scouts were little trouble. The main
> group was another matter. They meet a tight meshed mix of fighters
> and Point Defense, luckily sublight missiles continued to tax the
> point defense, and hyper missiles still sowed confusion among the
> troll units as they still exploded without warning anywhere and
> everywhere.
>
> "Order Task Force Three to prepare to attack. On my signal I want
> them to hit the troll fleet as they pass. With everything they've
> got, then they're to peel off and meet with us, have them order the
> fighters to press the attack through until I order them back." Knopf
> then checked the Task Groups formation, he had several Battlecruiser
> increase there spread. Then had a group of Destroyer move in to
> cover there flanks.
>
> He called up a small defense holo, it showed the overlapping fields
> of the various point defense systems. His small formation change had
> marginally weakened there flank defense, but had vastly increased
> the forward defenses.
>
> Another screen saw the troll formation reel. Several ships exploded
> violently. His secret weapon had just hit the trolls. As they
> reacted to the new threat the formation briefly feel apart. In that
> time several bomber were able to unload there payloads in near
> perfect safety. Several more troll ships blossomed into fire as they
> died. But the formation soon solidified and the Cruisers and
> Destroyers swept wide of the troll ships as the rendezvoused with
> the Battleships and there escorts.
>
> They meet just outside of energy range of the troll ships. "All
> ships, Formation Option One." Knopf voice rang out to all ship
> commanders. To the fighters another message was sent. "All Fighters
> and Bombers. Salvo all remaining warheads and withdraw, go FTL and
> sweep wide before meeting with the carriers."
>
> Formation Option One meant that the capships would ram themselves
> straight down the trolls throat. They'd empty all of there magazine
> as they went to max fire rate, then they'd push the energy
> projectors to the ragged edge of burnout as they fired all beams at
> overload power for as long as they could before breaking through the
> other side and jumping to hyper.
>
> Senior Fleet Captain Guisly commanded Task Force Three. He'd been
> forced to stay behind with his carriers. He now watched as barely a
> quarter of of the Task Groups fighters filtered back. He could no
> longer see what was happening in the battle against the trolls, the
> energy readings were to intense to differentiate ships. All he could
> see was a massive boiling cauldron of energy.
>
> Then he saw something, the blob of energy in his holo screen began
> to separate. Knopf had made it through, but he still couldn't tell
> how many ships had made it, and what shapes the survivors were in.
> Then they all vanished.
>
> He relaxed instantly, they were safe. A few seconds later the
> missing ships were missing no longer. They appeared directly in
> front of him. All were heavily damaged, then he noticed something,
> he checked again. It was unbelievable. Every ship was damaged, most
> heavily. A few of them were barely ships, pulled along by tractors
> without a single weapon left. But they were ALL there. Knopf had
> lost badly in the number of lives, but he hadn't lost a single
> irreplaceable ship.
>
> "Senior Fleet Captain Guisly, it's good to see you." From what
> Guisly could see the Flag Bridge of the Battleship "Savior" was a
> tattered wreck. Everyone on it was injured at the least, Knopf had a
> broken arm and several others had broken and shattered bones. A few
> corpses could even be seen laying on the deck. It was a vision from
> hell.
>
> "Sir, you have no idea how glad I am to see you alive. W have to
> leave this system and find some room to repair to reequip."
>
> "Of course, but first I want you to assume command of the Task
> Group for now. My Flagship as well as Fletyi's and Bumer's flagships
> are to badly damage to properly exercise control of the Task Group."
>
> " Thank you sir. Transmitting astrogational data." Guisly waded
> through damage reports and quickly determined the best possible
> speed. Several minutes later they reappeared in another star system.
> Soon the auto repair systems would get the ships operational and
> replacement fighter groups should arrive shortly.
>
> But the first thing Knopf did was create a composite off all ship
> and fighter data, as well as probe readings of the battle. He also
> appended a small report on what he'd learned. This was immediately
> fired off to the CIN High Command, and a courier ship ran the
> blockade of Kothis and gave a copy of the full report and sensor
> data to the Commander of Kothis Base, who immediately forwarded it
> too the Alliance Fleet Commander. Hopefully this information that
> had cost so much would be worth the price paid.

----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 9:41 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> In article <Xns8FFEE2423phongnguyenusanet@130.133.1.4>,
>   phong.nguyen@usa.net (Phong Nguyen) wrote:
> > The is the official invasion thread. The time as of writing is 0306
> UTC.
> > The date is Sunday, 3 December 2000 CE/AD.
> >
> > No other information provided, start writing folks!
>
> Reports from SRDC deep-cover operatives were pouring in, telling horror
> stories of innumerable troll fighters and battleships that fought like
> the hell-spawn they were.  All ten of the operatives in the O'Farrel
> Hedgemony scanner base were gone, and there was reason to suspect that
> the base had gone with them.
>
> The invasion was coming, and there were two options: Wait, or strike.
>
> Pablo had never been a fan of waiting for the attack to come.  He would
> fight on his own terms.  He had calculated a 89% probability that the
> attack would come within five hours, and 99.9% that it would within ten.
>  The troll fleet detected at the edge of their space was dangerous, but
> perhaps they could be taken by surprise.
>
> As the saying went, Pablo would play his attack 'to the hilt.'  In such
> an important operation, nothing could be left to guesswork.  400
> _Belisarius_ Destroyers, 100 _Sanctity_ carriers, and the Base Craft
> _Odin_ composed the attack fleet.  Pablo would lead the attack
> personally.
>
> ----=====----
>
> In the majestic silence of space, the 501 ships of the attack fleet
> folded in to attack.  The 33,000 Khan fighters were launched immediately
> upon emergence, and 100 of the destroyers formed up to defend the
> carriers, the rest moving to attack.  Every fighter was needed for the
> prelimenary attack.  They bore down on the troll fighters, firing their
> plasma missiles as soon as targeting data was acquired.  Thousands of
> troll fighters blossomed into flame, but twice as many replaced them.
> And then, it was confused melee.
>
> Lt. Commander Havron pulled his Khan into a tight turn, dropping onto
> the six of an enemy fighter.  A few blast destroyed it spectacularly.
> Havron cursed as a dozen or more roared in at him, firing wildly.  He
> kept a wary eye on the bozon indicator.  If he got too close to the
> Command Ship, it would overcome his shielding.  He fired wildly at the
> squadron of trolls approaching.  He was surprised to find that he killed
> three of them.  The troll ships were fairly fragile, their pilots poor,
> but there were--
>
> "Too many of them!" bit the voice of Colonel Frey over the command
> circuit.  The transmission ended in static, and Havron gulped.  The
> colonel was down, and according to his sensors, so was half his group.
> Havron's wingmen were gone, either destroyed or lost, so he searched the
> comm frequency for a bomber squardon to assist.  He found one, luckily
> enough.
>
> He formed up, acknowleding the group.  He followed them towards the
> command ship.  He bit his lip nervously as the bozon meter climbed up
> and up, until it showed red.  He was too close, and he prayed that the
> bombers would dump their torps.
>
> As if following his command, they did.  Dozens of torpedoes streaked in
> at the massive troll ship.  Unforunately, most of them exploded far from
> the ship, for no apparant reason.  The rest were able to impact, but
> they did little enough against the ships shields.
>
> Suddenly, Havron saw a flash of light from the corner of his eye.  One
> of the bombers had gone down.  He looked around wildly, searching for
> the killer.  Abruptly, there was a flash, and he knew no more.
>
> ----=====----
>
> Five destroyers accelerated at full burn to the weakest part of the
> troll cap-ship line.  A few cruisers, and no more.  Hopefully, a
> decisive strike there would throw them off balance.  The SRDC ships
> concentrated all five of their heavy beam cannons on a single cruiser.
> The beams eroded its shields and finally struck the hull, disintegrating
> armor plate and exposing the soft interior to the void.  The cruiser's
> reactor let go, and it went up in a ball of green fire.
>
> As their beam cannons recharged, the destroyers shifted their HTLs to
> bear on the second cruiser.  They hammered away rapidly, beating at the
> shields.  A full salvo from the cruiser lashed out, disabling one of the
> destroyers.  It drifted until it caught the last cruiser's blasts, which
> shattered it to bits.  The remaining four destroyers continued to blast
> away, suffering two more casualties before the cruiser was destroyed.
>
> The remaining duo's beam cannons had finally recharged, and they fired
> at full power.  The beams were not as spectacularly powerful as the
> five-ship blast that had been performed before, but it was still just
> enough to take down the shields of the last cruiser.  The cruiser
> managed a volley at one both of the destroyers, turning one to scrap,
> and severely damaging the other.  The last destroyer fired its engines
> to full, driving like the point of a spear into the weakened cruiser.
>
> The explosion consumed them both in a dazzling display of fire.
>
> ----=====----
>
> Sanchez looked down at the _Odin's_ command board, and nearly cursed.
> 60% fighter losses, and 40% of the attacking destroyers had been lost.
> He gritted his teeth, and barked an order to gunnery control.  "Fire the
> cannon!"
>
> The man nodded shakily.  He shouted into his comm, "All ships clear this
> lane!"  He transmitted the future path of the beam.  The friendly ships
> in the danger zone accelerated away desperately.  Some of the troll
> ships pursued, but others saw the lane open all the way to the juicy
> target of the base ship, and took the opporunity.  The full force of the
> Grand Cannon blazed forth.
>
> The beam simply plowed through the leading ships, vaporizing them almost
> instantly.  It lanced in at the main troll fleet.  Their shields seemed
> to disappear under the cleansing light of the Cannon, and they
> themselves followed.  The troll command ship, the _NRWD_, lay in the
> center of the beam's path.  It's destruction seemed assured.
>
> But somehow, it remained after the blast, damaged, but not destroyed.
> The gunnery control officer looked at Sanchez, and said, "Commander, I
> don't think we'll be able to manage another blast.  The main power
> transformers were fried!"
>
> Pablo sighed.  "Very well, issue the order to retreat."
>
> ----=====----
>
> After the battle, only 200 _Belisarius_ destroyers remained, and the
> fighters took even heavier losses.  Luckily, the ships that had remained
>  behind the battle line had survived without a loss, but the loss still
> hurt.  200 Destroyers were not to be thrown away lightly.  The trolls
> had taken even more massive losses, but reinforcements boiled up from
> seemingly nowhere.  They would attack soon enough.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Saturday, December 02, 2000 11:45 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> <snip>
> > After the battle, only 200 _Belisarius_ destroyers remained, and the
> > fighters took even heavier losses.  Luckily, the ships that had
> remained
> >  behind the battle line had survived without a loss, but the loss
> still
> > hurt.  200 Destroyers were not to be thrown away lightly.  The trolls
> > had taken even more massive losses, but reinforcements boiled up from
> > seemingly nowhere.  They would attack soon enough.
> >
> "Sir scout and comm reports for the last half hour are in."
>
> "Very well Ensign, I'll need them now," WIlkens knew something was up
> but he was largely cut off. He had been tapping a feed off of the
> HEgemony's Early Warning Net for some time now and had depended on the
> net to help him balance out his forces. "Anything interesting son."
>
> "They're classified beyond my level sir," the Ensign was nervous not
> realizing he had already shown his hand.
>
> "You read them anyway, all couriers do," Wilkens smiled calmly as the
> yound officer nearly died in front of him. "So what should I see?"
>
> "Dispatch twelve sir."
>
> Wilkens calamly scanned down the list and realized what the lad was
> speaking of. THe net was down and he had no link into the main warning
> system against troll fleets. With his search forces spread across the
> entire galactic rim there was no way he would be able to counter a
> decisive Troll thrust.
>
> That wasn't the worst news. The dispatch also spoke of the horrendous
> losses occuring throughout the quadrant where the trolls were striking.
> Even Knopf had burned, it appeared.
>
> "No way in hell we can match this firepower heads on," WIlkens managed
> to mumble. "We need to do something damnit."
>
> Strangely, through fate or the force, the next update arrived bearing
> one key message. Sanchez had engaged a massive troll fleet on his
> border including one of the troll command vessels the NRWD. He had
> managed to damage the fleet but the NRWD was still there.
>
> "What do we have avaliable?" Wilkens practically shouted. "Reroute all
> avaliable forces and lets get at least a few licks in."
>
> "Sir the Liberty is within twelve minutes of that location, an SMCV
> ought to do the trick."
>
> "Send her, and tell her we need results."
>
> Bridge of the NRF Liberty
>
> She was a Peacekeeper class battleship and there was almost nothing
> like her. With two sister ships she had voyaged from time and space
> unknown to the people of this galaxy. Now the Liberty stood the chance
> to strike a decisive blow while the enemy was still licking its wounds.
>
> Bursting out of hyperspace the Liberty stood practically toe to toe
> with the NRWD. Despite the massive 70km length of the Liberty she was
> dwarfed in sheer firepower by the NRWD, but that firepower had been
> wrought terrible damage mere minutes before. With precision, speed and
> an ace up the sleeve the Liberty was sure of victory. What followed was
> madness in the extreme.
>
> "M-Wing squadron Ceti-Gamma checking in."
>
> "Roger Ceti-Gamm, arm Dr. Device and target as you bear."
>
> "Understood control, Ceti-Gamma out."
>
> With thousands of tiny fighters racing about tacking wild potshots and
> mostly being turned into flamming wreckage it was easy to dissappear in
> the electronic noise. So with the Liberty blasting out with every joule
> her twelve hypermatter reactors could produce M-Wing squadron ceti-
> alpha slipped inside the troll fighter screen surrounding the NRWD.
>
> In the confusion they suddenly became the sole focus of the mindless
> horde. The twelve tiny ships started producing a field never before
> seen. It wasn't an intelligence field, the trolls knew how to defeat
> those, and it certainly wasn't an EM field since it would hardly have
> had such a unique spectrum. At last, a mere second later, energy
> stramed forth from the fighters.
>
> Aboard the NRWD there was laughter, the beam was too weak to destroy an
> asteroid let alone harm them. That was when their world was flipped
> upside down. You see Dr. Device doesn't care about shields or space,
> all it cares about is the field effct of two convergent beams. In the
> center of these beams matter could no longer bond, molecules fell apart
> and a disintigration began from wthin. Each chunk of mass reinforce the
> field driving it ever onward and upward. Appearing as a crack in the
> vessel Dr. Device, no longer so little, burst forth all at once in a
> blinding flash of light that took the M-Wings creating the field with
> it.
>
> On the liberty there was cheering. Despite oddds so unfavorable as to
> warrant death for their own foolishness they had succeded. Fighting a
> delaying action against the remaining Troll fleet the Liberty turned to
> flee. She never had the chance. In the space directly to her aft twin
> command vessels, the Watts and Joules, appeared. They had linked
> together to create a bozon field whose surged killed the Liberty's
> engines. Her crewers fell in pain and the strongest were left to watch
> in horror as the Trolls took revenge for the fallen.
>
> There was no more. After action reports would clean up the decals but
> in the space of twelve seconds the New Republic's mighties vessel was
> no more. With it went more than a fourth of WIlkens combat power, all
> for one Troll command ship. It sure as hell was a bad day.

----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 5:38 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> "Goddam," Pablo whispered.  The _Liberty_ had shown up, blasted the
> _NRWD_ to scrap, and was itself destroyed.  Because of that, he now had
> two troll command ships to deal with, rather than one heavily damaged
> one.  The situation was spiralling out of control, and there was only
> one thing he could do, and that was delay the troll fleet.  And there
> was one good way to do that.
>
> ----=====----
>
> The mobile Base Ships _Shiva,_ _Brahma,_ and _Vishnu_ deployed  at
> 1,000,000 kilometers from the troll fleet.
>
> The Captain of the _Brahma_ sent a message to Hephestus
> control.  "Trimuti task force reporting in.  Beginning
> operation 'Tandava.'"
>
> The three base ships powered up their Grand Cannons, just as the troll
> ships, fatigued from their two previous actions, wheeled to defend.
> Unfortunately, there was no defense against the coming storm.
>
> The three yellow beams converged on the troll fleet.  The vast majority
> were vaporized instantly, though some managed to last perhaps a quarter
> of a second before they were destroyed.  The bright light enveloped
> them, and they were no more.
>
> In the aftermath, the few remaining troll ships fled the area.
> Somehow, the _Joules_ had managed to survive without damage, despite
> being in the confluence of the beams, but the _Watts_ had been
> completely obliterated.  Pablo didn't really care which of them had
> gone down, as they were interchangable, after all.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Crayz9000" <Crayz9000@cow.mailandnews.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 12:27 AM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> SCEF _Igorisnky_, Centurion-class Battlemoon, T+500 hours
>
> "Sir!"
> "What is it, Lieutenant?"
> "We've got requests for reinforcements coming in from all over the place!
> Hephestus Station is scrambling, the CIN is reeling from some missile
> attack, and we're just here, sitting on our hands."
> "Lieutenant, it's up to High Command to decide if we get involved. This is
> very risky! Patrol Fleet 02-3892-4492, with the SCEF _Sonoma_, was attacked
> by two dozen troll battlecruisers. Half of the squadron of V-IIAs were
> destroyed, and the Sonoma lost its bridge tower, plus had extensive damage
> to the nose. It's been in drydock for the past two weeks undergoing repairs.
> Now, let's say that the SCEF mobilized, and we were put into that position.
> For crying out loud, we're practically an asteroid with ion engines glued
> on!"
> "Yes, sir. But-"
> "No buts, Lieutenant. I am in command of this ship, and you will obey my
> command. Granted, our MRG batteries are very effective against enemy ships,
> but that's no excuse to go on a suicide mission. I am under Admiral
> Lexington, after all."
> The lieutenant hung his head. "Yes, sir."
>
> SCEF High Command, Galaxy M32, T+700 hours
>
> "Has there been any word from Crayz9000?"
> "No, Admiral. He left on a scouting mission in the Futility last Friday.
> Said something about heading over to that troll hot-spot."
> "Oh, KRIFF! Why didn't anybody tell me sooner?"
> "Sir, he told me not to tell anybody."
> "Captain, I'm ADMIRAL here! When I want information, I expect to have it!"
> "Yes, Admiral."
>
> SCEF Futility, T+900 hours
>
> The bounty hunter jerked back hard on the joystick, sending his H-wing II
> into a steep climb. Turbolaser blasts streaked by his cockpit, the only
> thing preventing them from impacting the Force-enhanced reflexes of the
> pilot. Crayz9000 watched as the giant form of the Troll Interdictor loomed
> closer. By now, most of the Raiders had peeled off in fear of slamming into
> the ship; the bounty hunter allowed himself a smile for that. They weren't
> very good pilots anyway. His thoughts, though, quickly came back to the
> matter at hand: survival. He pulled the H-wing II through a complex series
> of rolls and dives, and retracted the wings. What mattered now was not
> manuverability; it was shrinking the target profile. Point-defense cannon
> blazed away, their bolts missing by mere centimeters. Every now and then,
> one would score a hit. But it wouldn't matter; soon, he would be away from
> the mess.
> "R7, watch that gravity-well cone. We should be at the apex of it right
> about now."
> Bleeps and twitters came from the back of the ship, and a wireframe diagram
> quickly appeared on the screen. He ignored it for now, instead using the
> Force to guide him along. Suddenly, the computer bleeped. Before the sound
> reached the bounty hunter's ears, his hand was already reaching for the
> hyperdrive controls. Crayz9000 pulled back on the control levers, and
> watched as the Interdictor seemed to elongate and then dissappear into the
> mottled sky of hyperspace. He was free.
>
> He had decided to investigate after five probes in succession had vanished
> without a trace. Naturally, he'd left in secret, but with full knowledge
> that everyone would be wondering where he'd gone to.
> "R7, plot a course to the CIN headquarters. I've got something to tell
> them."
> The droid acknowledged, and quickly set about to performing its task. In the
> meantime, Crayz9000 flipped the levers again, pulling back out of
> hyperspace... in time to see another Interdictor looming directly in front.
> "Are you done yet? We've gotta get out of here in one hell of a hurry!"
> More bleeps and twitters came back. He glanced at the computer, confirming
> what he suspected. And then the stars turned back into starlines as the
> navicomputer automatically jumped.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 4:06 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> "Crayz9000" <Crayz9000@cow.mailandnews.com> wrote in
> <90d02u$lepb$1@ID-48511.news.dfncis.de>:
>
> <snip>
> >The droid acknowledged, and quickly set about to performing its task. In
> >the meantime, Crayz9000 flipped the levers again, pulling back out of
> >hyperspace... in time to see another Interdictor looming directly in
> >front. "Are you done yet? We've gotta get out of here in one hell of a
> >hurry!" More bleeps and twitters came back. He glanced at the computer,
> >confirming what he suspected. And then the stars turned back into
> >starlines as the navicomputer automatically jumped.
> >
> Suddenly, Crayz9000 found himself forced out of hyperspace on the edge of
> the Nemesis system, with half a dozen starfighters around him, and a
> transmission ordering him to wait for clearance, which shouldn't take
> long.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Crayz9000" <Crayz9000@cow.mailandnews.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Sunday, December 03, 2000 10:56 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution

> "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net> wrote in message
> <snip>
> > Suddenly, Crayz9000 found himself forced out of hyperspace on the edge of
> > the Nemesis system, with half a dozen starfighters around him, and a
> > transmission ordering him to wait for clearance, which shouldn't take
> > long.
>
> One hour later, the bounty hunter was still waiting in the cockpit when
> another transmission came across.
> "Please wait. All docking bays are currently full. Estimated time to docking
> is 1.23 hours."
> He slammed his gloved fist down on one of the durasteel braces in the
> cockpit, connecting with a reassuring clang.
> "Kriff, I don't HAVE another hour! Well... I guess this'll have to do." He
> pressed a button on the control panel in front of him, activating a
> holorecorder.
> "Attention Grand Admiral Phong. This is the bounty hunter Crayz9000. I have
> just managed to come back from a scouting trip deep into troll space. I
> barely survived; however, I think that I obtained some information of great
> importance."
> He reached up to the holocam, and flicked a switch on it. A small display in
> front of him became active, displaying a pretty view of a standard M-type
> planet, with some shipyard frameworks in orbit.
> "This was footage taken by my ship's external holocam. As you can see, in
> the foreground is a squadron of their standard battlecruisers. But look
> closer, just behind them." He paused to adjust the zoom, and then continued.
> "At first, it just looks like another shipyard. However, you can make out
> the vague outline of a Centerpoint-II battlestation inside the first
> shipyard. That's not such a big deal, except for the fact that there seems
> to be an internal security leak in the SCEF." Crayz9000 slowly panned the
> view to the left, revealing a vaguely spherical shape. "This is what truely
> disturbs me. When I attempted a sensor focus on the object, all I could
> ascertain was a 1/2 kiloJacques bozon field. The object, which appears to be
> roughly 30,000 kilometers beyond the C-II, seems to be about 5000 kilometers
> in diameter. You can draw your own conclusions about this information, since
> all of it was obtained in several seconds, after which the trolls quickly
> got on my tail. This concludes my message. Oh yeah, I almost forgot.
> Normally, I'd charge about 100,000 credits for this kind of information, but
> I'm giving this to you because of the war. Over and out."
>
> The bounty hunter quickly launched a message pod with the message encrypted
> on it, turned around, and jumped into hyperspace when he was out of the
> interdiction field. He was sure that Phong would be able to figure the pod
> out.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "MKSheppard" <ryanwolf@erols.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 2:25 PM
Subject: [STGOD] The Empire Strikes Back

> Sheppard sat down at the table at the local Burger King, a fresh and
> juicy Whopper in his hands....full of fatty goodness.
>
> Raising the whopper to his mouth, Sheppard inhaled it down in less than
> a minute, and threw the wrapper onto the curb in the Burger King's parking
> lot  next to the "Please do not Litter" sign.
>
> Unfortunately for Sheppard and ASVS, he didn't notice Barquax (aka Alex
> Sutton) hanging in the bushes, holding a bag full of ground beef so fresh
> it was still dripping blood. On the Bag was printed: "Fresh English Beef.
> Imported from the U.K."
>
> Several hours later. Sheppard got up in the middle of the night, his head
> pounding. Over the last few hours since he'd eaten the British beef in his
> burger, the maligant sprochetes in the beef had ravaged his brain.
>
> He snapped.
>
> Spouting gibberish, he ran into his hidden Lambda shuttle and ran off to
> his Aegis XXI SSD, the _Hoth_, orbiting Earth. In a flash of radiation,
> the Hoth disappeared for parts unknown...
>
> [Several days later]
>
> "Lord, I have a visitor for you." said the troll, awed at being in the
> Great One's presence.
>
> Sheppard walked into the Great Hall of Trollishness, knelt at the throne
> of TOWNBS and uttered the fateful words: "What is thy bidding, master?"
>
> [END]
>
> Don't blame me, losers! Blame Mad Cow disease!
>
> Will Sheppard see the light, or be forcibly cured? Only YOU know!

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jonathan Boyd" <jonathan@jboyd.co.uk>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 5:24 PM
Subject: [STGOD] Background

> Talheri Prime. A name that meant little to those outside the Collective, but
> much to those within. Engineers and technicians spoke of it in a tone
> approaching reverence, officials and officers aspired to a posting within
> its system borders and every fleet admiral could relate a dozen amusing
> anecdotes of his time spent there training.
>
> Talheri Prime. The largest individual shipyard in the Milky Way. What was
> once the name of a planet, was now the name of an artificial world. The word
> space station or shipyard could in no way do it justice. Asgerds could rival
> it in size, but not in function or splendour. There was a strange ethereal
> beauty to what had originally been designed as the most effective means of
> producing ships for the Collective. A beauty grown out of the precise
> mathematical positioning of every element of it. But beauty, as the
> Collective was about to learn, was no substitute for loyalty.
>
> Every planet in the Collective, every moon, every station, every ship, every
> boat, every individual clone, if such a term can be applied to clones, had
> heard the message. For once, the telepathic bond shared by the Boyd, was
> proving a serious disadvantage. There was no way to block it, no
> transmission to jam. And nowhere could Jonathan be found to kill him and put
> an end to the rebellion he sought to incite. So intent on preventing
> rebellion on the smaller border worlds, those thinly populated with masters
> and knights, were Boyd Command, that they lost sight of the core worlds. The
> worlds that gave the Collective its strength. Their attention diverted,
> Jonathan had struck.
>
> Again and again, the message had been hammered home to the clones in the

> system. Trillions of them. They knew they were not who they were intended to
> be. They knew they were not what they had been designed to be. They were not
> what they were destined to be and taking hold of their lives, they made the
> first rebellious decision of their lives.
>
> The first warning signs came when all holonet transmission to and from the
> system ceased. When attempts to make telepathic contact with the system
> failed, fear began to emerge in the minds of Boyd Command. That link was
> unbreakable and yet it could not be made. The only force strong enough to
> prevent them linking with the Boyd in that system would be a Force user as
> strong as...
>
> Jonathan smiled serenely amid the chaos of the conflict on Kothis. The
> second blow against the Collective had been struck. Over a trillion Boyd had
> just defected. It was only one system, but what a system. All the weapon and
> ship prototypes were developed there. The biggest warships were constructed
> within its boundaries. The brightest minds in the Collective were trained
> there. It was a loss the Collective could ill afford. The loss of the ships
> there would be harder still to bear. As a sector command post, it already
> had an oversized fleet, but with its prominence within the Collective, it
> warranted the protection of several Tactical and Strategic Response Fleets,
> in addition to several Omega Strike Forces and one of the ten Home Fleets.
>
> The rebellion warranted a name now. With the power of Talheri Prime, it
> warranted a government and a say in the course of history in this galaxy. In
> several galaxies even. And it would have it.

[Compiler's Note: [STGOD] M,B, & D was reposted, resulting in a slight continuity change.]

----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 6:58 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Mistakes, Brilliance, and Death all as one (was [STGOD] Execution])

> [snip]
>
> Sanchez slammed his fist into the arm of his chair.  He keyed the
> number for immediate connection to the Admirals, and his fleet
> engineers.
>
> "I want immediate mobilization.  We need 500 _Sanctity_ Carriers, 1500
> _Belisarius_ Destroyers, and 10 Base ships ready to leave as soon as
> possible.  Be ready with reinforcements, as well.  The FAQ is in
> danger."
>
> The the men on the other end acknowledged, and scrambled to do their
> work.  Pablo hesitated, then spoke again, "Make sure that the _Jove_
> and _Apollo_ are there, as well as 48 of the specially equipped strike
> cruisers."

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 7:54 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Mistakes, Brilliance, and Death all as one (was [STGOD] Execution])

> [snip]
>
> Admiral Ranius was deep in thought, watching the battle unfold around
> Kothis. Captain Corben had told him of much similar battles that he fought
> against the Zerg. Billions of that horrid swarm against a hundred of the
> Alliance Defense Force. Often the Alliance had won those. But these trolls
> were a far more terrible menace, even if the Zerg had managed to assimilate
> the Protoss and countless other powerful races in an alternate dimension.
> And he lacked the immense firepower of the modern Alliance fleet. An alarm
> shook him from his thoughts.
>
> "Polaris Command reporting sir. The New Republic's Delta Detachment of
> Taskforce Virtue has encountered the Grand Armada, its on the move. Sensor
> grid confirms, troll fleet is heading for Earth."
>
> Another message chimed in. "24th Republic Battle Group, requesting
> reinforcements. Vanguard of Liberty, confirm."
>
> Ranius sighed and replied. "Tell Yrest I'm sorry, but we've recieve reports
> that the Grand Armada is heading for Earth. God be with us all."
>
> "We understand, may the Force be with you too Admiral. End."
>
> "Vanguard, ready the Elite Guard and all remaing fleet elements. Tell them
> to prepare for deployment."
>
> "Yes sir."
>
> "Location of Corben's taskforce?"
>
> "USS Adams and group is currently completing strike mission at As'at'si'xa
> command post. They should be done in time to get to Earth. Wish I could be
> there sir."
>
> "You're probably the only one." Ranius leaned back and sighed, whispering,
> "I am the servant of the People. Defender of the free, protector of the
> innocent. My life is not-"
>
> "No need to start thinking morbid thoughts sir, time to get moving, the
> Freedom's Torch is standing by. Good luck. Light illuminate." Ranius pushed
> himself up and walked towards the door. This could be the decisive battle
> that would decide the course of the war.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 9:24 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Mistakes, Brilliance, and Death all as one (was [STGOD] Execution])

> <snip>
> >
> > "No need to start thinking morbid thoughts sir, time to get moving,
> the
> > Freedom's Torch is standing by. Good luck. Light illuminate." Ranius
> pushed
> > himself up and walked towards the door. This could be the decisive
> battle
> > that would decide the course of the war.
> >
>
> "All fighters have been recalled," the CAG reported. "We can rearm them
> as we go."
>
> "The Infinity reports all units safely back on board after the battle,
> major losses though," the Army commander reported. "We are looking at
> as much as fifteen divisions total, though it is spread over ten army
> groups."
>
> "Very well pack them in and lets move," Wilkens replied quietly
> seething. "TOWNMNBS is on the move and we can beat him to Earth if we
> move, the others will be doing the same."
>
> Picking up speed the vast cruisers and battleships of the tattered
> Republic fleet began swooping into long range orbit over Kothis. Ypres
> transports began flying into the hold of the largest vessels and soon
> enough all was secure and the fleet began its high speed run to
> hyperspace clearence. With the elmination of most of the troll vessels
> it was no problem to easily exit the battle theater. Within seconds
> they lined up for the speed run and jumped. Onboard they prayed it
> would be enough.
>
> Communications pepered them the entire way. Various scout units (the
> Delta Detachments) from all the taskforces had positioned themselves
> along the approaches to Earth. Now they sent messages to Wilkens
> updating his now revised galactic map. Instead of the brilliant color
> swirl of Kothis it was now a vivid display of stars. Some with little
> flashing markers and other lit like christmas trees. Kothis still
> glowed bright though it was no longer the place of decision.
>
> Earth, she had been fought over for millenia and cloned at least twice.
> a short time ago Wilkens had walked on its soil in the aftermath of the
> ASVS civil war. Then as now Sheppar was the enemy. The problem was that
> now Sheppard was the minor enemy.
>
> Updates poured in. Most contained bad news though at least one halfway
> decent post came in. It appeared that Transcend had sacrificed most of
> his fleet in slowing the advancing troll armada. The sucker is crazy,
> WIlkens thought. When he had joined the League of Ignored Powers
> Transcend had seemed reasonable enough. A small but ever growing naiton
> in need of protection. Then he had grown crazy, the madness eating away
> his insides. He had been defeated and then returned. It seemed as if
> the powers of darkness that he harnessed simply did not engender him
> for a long life.
>
> Be that as it may he had still bought ASVS time. More importantly it
> had brought key items into place. TOWNMNBS was leading the assault
> personally. This would be the chance. If one could withstand the Bozon
> fields surrounding him the chance existed to end this once and for all.
> However Wilkens did not have this power. He was an adept to be sure, he
> knew the strength that lay within, waiting to be tapped in service to
> the light. However the choice to fight TOWNMNBS one on one was not
> given to him. For all his bravery Wilkens knew impossible when he saw
> it. TOWNMNBS would be too strong even after years of meditation WIlkens
> did not have the mastery of light needed to fight this spawn of
> darkness. What was needed was Kynes. He knew the path, the light. He
> had in him the strength. But would he be awakened and present for
> TOWNMNBS?
>
> A silly question. This was a drawing together of destiny's long ago
> written. Wilkens was but an instrument of light and dark now. His
> ships, battered and tired were defenders seeking to preserve. TOWNMNBS
> was the conquerer, intent on destruction and carnage. The analogy to
> Jedi versus Sith was not entirely apt. For in their own way both orders
> sought order. The troll-lords sought disorder. That was the deeper root
> of the conflict. Order versus chaos. All would be decided over Earth
> and in dying again Transcend had given Wilkens and the rest time. But
> only this time would tell whether order would emerge victroiious over
> the chaos as it had so long ago in the beginning.
>
> Time was the servant of order and now it was its helped, but time could
> bring disorder too. For eons uncounted order had stood firm. Religons
> had spoken long of a God or gods who controlled this order. Scientists
> talk of the natural "order" of things. Now this order was threatened.
> Light and dark were mere tints of the same gray that now fought the
> darkness that was chaos. Time would tell, time the master of destiny
> and the servant of order and chaos. Some would find it ironic others
> would ignore it and wonder only as to the weapons involved and the
> strategies pursued but the conflict was greater than this. TOWNMNBS and
> the troll-gods he served were fighting against order and it was a god
> tha all served and now Wilkens would serve even to giving his own life.

----- Original Message -----
From: <pablo_sanchez2000@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 4:50 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Mistakes, Brilliance, and Death all as one (was [STGOD] Execution])

> The main battle fleet of the SRDC had arrived at Earth, to defend the
> FAQ.  By virtue of the vast speed advantage afforded by Fold Drive,
> they would arrive long before any of their comrades, ready to defend
> far before the others.  This was good, because it could prevent any
> early attacks, but it was also bad, because if the main troll attack
> came...
>
> At least they were lucky enough to have the Commander on hand, with
> tactical advice.  His reputation within the company, and the armed
> forces maintained by it, was as high as a trekkie's opinion of
> Roddenbury.  He, and the immense advantage the Grand Cannon equipped
> Base Ships afforded in the concentrated sort of combat that the trolls
> preferred, could turn the battle in their favor.  However, these
> advantages might ring hollow if the trolls had the force of Sheppard
> behind them.  The mad Grand Admiral had the viciousness, power, and
> tactical skill to carry off almost any plan he might concoct.  If he
> accompanied the troll fleet, it could mean disaster.
>
> Sanchez hoped that his allies would arrive soon.  The amount of money
> being spent in the last few days was nearly enough to ruin to SRDC.
> Only by fully tapping the resources of every system at his command had
> he prevented economical collapse.  His scouts were out, finding new
> mines, new sites for factories, but the Forge expansion and the fleet
> mobilizations were throttling the SRDC.
>
> The survival of the company depended upon one factor.  Despite the
> massive numbers of ships, the majority still sat in drydock, waiting
> for the most productive mines to reopen.  The FAQ Authority had shut
> them down for some pathetic reason or other, and the company's profits
> had ground to halt.  The mines were too widespread and heavily defended
> for the trolls to attack successfully, so they were safe from battle,
> but the FAQ Environmental Sub-Council was bogged down in procedures,
> and the cost of the war was destructive on the SRDC.
>
> If he could successfully defend the FAQ, they would be sure to give the
> mines clearance to continue, and then Sanchez could bring the full
> weight of the fleet to bear.  Until then, he had to make do with scraps.
>
> He hoped they would be enough...

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jeff Yuen" <kh216@mediaone.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 8:29 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Mistakes, Brilliance, and Death all as one (was [STGOD] Execution])

> Space folded and bent as the Freedom's Torch entered the outer edges of Sol
> system. Its sleek obsidian hull glistened in the starlight and engine glow
> of the surrounding ships of the 34th Elite Guard. Behind them all manner of
> FTL travel ended as the motley fleet of the Alliance followed. The Vorlon
> Najee-class Dreadnought Koaleek led the rear guard, its organic golden frame
> rippling into real space. On one flank, a wormhole formed and opened and
> poured the Protoss fleet, carriers and drone fighters filled space. The
> other side stood the Chamachie Imperial Guard, majestic and proud warships,
> solid and well-shielded but with only a few weapons, though they packed
> quite a punch individually. The Minions held center with their efficient
> battle-hardened ships. Scattered throughout were various ships of differing
> age and class.
>
> Soon after, the Yedagons and GSL arrived. The crystalline ships of the
> Yedagons soon began absorbing the local stellar radiation and the backglow
> of the Alliance engines. Massive panels, liken to the looks of TIE heat
> disspation panels, on the GSL ships were uncovered from the golden organic
> armor, tendrils extended into hyperspace as they built up their energy
> reserves.
>
> Thousands of freighters followed after them in this long procession. They
> were filled to the brim with soldiers and war machines, pre-fabricated
> bases, sensor grids, planetary/orbital defenses and shield generators,
> mines, and all manner of defensive equipment. Escorted by squadrons of
> fighters, they began dispersing across the solar system. Already they began
> hastily assembling weapons platforms, laying down mines, and placing
> long-range missile batteries and sensor grids on the various moons of the
> outer planets. This would at best only slow the trolls down, hopefully
> softening them up at least.
>
> The fleet fast apporached Earth, where ahead some of the freighters were
> setting down, fortifying Earth and Luna, establishing defenses and setting
> down their troops. The fleet itself began launching waves of dropships and
> landing barges towards Earth and the location of the FAQ. Modern SWACS of
> Corben's taskforce spread throughout the system, fold-cloaked, and began
> scanning for light-years, randomly focus scanning various points. In
> Polaris, its massive sensor grid was doing the same.
>
> The fleet reached Earth and joined with its currently arrived defenders.
> This planet wasn't going down without quite a fight.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Robert Healey" <jedi_521@hotmail.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 5:22 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Execution - Infiltation of Troll Homeworld????

> [I don't think any planets have been demolished at the time of writing...]
>
> "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net> wrote in message
> news:Xns8FFEE2423phongnguyenusanet@130.133.1.4...
> > The is the official invasion thread. The time as of writing is 0306 UTC.
> > The date is Sunday, 3 December 2000 CE/AD.
> >
> > No other information provided, start writing folks!
>
> Da Jedi was in the back room of his personal shuttlecraft, reviewing the
> sketchy reports of the massive war between the trolls and the forces of ASVS
> fighting for truth, goodness, and the USENET way, when an alarm went of on
> the bridge.  Rushing from one side of the command chair to the other, he
> sees that the exotic particle of the week (Tm) detector has found an surge
> of bozons coming from the nearby planet, that was off the scale of being off
> the scale.  Knowing that only a stupid person would go to investigate, ie a
> troll, Da Jedi decided to make a landing on the planet.  As the bozon field
> was enough to deter any sane person, he knew that defenses would be minimal.
> He set his shuttle on a collision course with the planet and powered down
> everything.  This would be an old fashioned splash down much like it used to
> be done on Earth in the 60's.  He just hoped the craft would float.  Well,
> only one way to find out.  Several hours and one firery descent later, Da
> Jedi found himself on the bottom on a shallow bay, maybe 10ft underwater.
> Easily far enough to swim.  Packing his personal phaser and a change of
> clothes into a waterproof bag scrounged from the shuttles' hold, he opened
> the air lock and swam for the surface, setting it to automatically cycle
> after him.   After changing into something dry, and stashing his clothes in
> a convienient hollow log, he sets to make his way towards the nearest sign
> of civilization, if it can be called that when one is dealing with trolls.
>     As he makes his way ever closer to the source of the intense bozon
> fields, he gradually mutates in to a huge, hulking beast with green skin.
> Since he is already dumb enough to try to attempt a stunt like this, the
> bozon field does not affect his mine.  Controlled stupididty can be such a
> usefull thing...  As Starfleet was able to take a normal looking female Borg
> drone and turn her into Seven of 9, he was confident that some of the more
> advanced cultures could restore him.  If they were unwilling, well, he was
> already a galactic exile after that fiasco with the LIP.  Over the course of
> a week he made his way to the city.  On the way, he had to blast a few
> trolls who were overly curious about a new comrade with a bozon field less
> than 5 microJaques in strength in a region where the average was well over a
> hundred.  In the end, it was only the insanity of his mission that kept him
> from completely metamophizing into a troll.
> At the troll palace, he was about try to sneak in the back door when it hit
> him that that was what any SANE person would do.  So he calmly strolled in
> the front enterance, guarded by a token low level troll who took no interest
> in him.  Above the main enterance to the grotesque palace was written lies
> both the ruler and the source of all trollishness.
>     "Tough decision" he thought to himself.  What would any NORMAL person
> do?  Take out the ruler or the source of the bozons that originally created
> the trolls and gives them life?"  Well, the sane person would cut them off
> at the source and then mop up, so Da Jedi was going to go after the evil one
> himself, TOWNMNBS.  Taking the most illogical route he could think of, he
> made his way to the basement, where oddly enough the throne room was.  In
> the anteroom, he checks his phaser, sets it to max power. Unfortunately
> there are only 3 shots left.  Gotta make them count.  He bursts through the
> door and into the throne room, leveling the phaser at the throne.
> Unfortunately, when he checks his aim, he sees an awful sight:  MKSheppard
> sitting next to the evil one and issueing semi-sensible orders to the troll
> fleet.  In that moment of hesitation, the strength of the bozons overpowers
> him and he is carted off by the army of troll guards...

----- Original Message -----
From: "Chris O'Farrell" <Rogueone@optushome.com.au>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 12:21 AM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Infiltration of troll homeworld

> He bursts through the
> > door and into the throne room, leveling the phaser at the throne.
> > Unfortunately, when he checks his aim, he sees an awful sight:  MKSheppard
> > sitting next to the evil one and issueing semi-sensible orders to the
> troll
> > fleet.  In that moment of hesitation, the strength of the bozons
> overpowers
> > him and he is carted off by the army of troll guards........
> >
> 'Foolish human' the Troll that had once been MK Sheppard sneared. As Da jedi
> was carried out, Sheppard walked to the side room where a long range
> Transwarp transporter sat. He beamed to the just constructed Kothis pad at
> the susspected site of the Imperium Silver Crystal and went to find Omicron
> Theta who was near the increadable weapon...

----- Original Message -----
From: "Phong Nguyen" <phong.nguyen@usa.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 4:14 PM
Subject: [STGOD] Consequences

> Uncharted System EF54-E54G
>
> There was nothing outwardly unusual about this star system. A normal
> yellow star at the center, a few planets, all barren of life and an
> asteroid belt. But on closer inspection, as one moved closer in, one
> would find that the system was quite unusual.
>
> Rubble was strewn in a wide, slowly expanding field in the system. Many
> strange materials, but even the most ignorant observer would realise a
> sort of battle had taken place here. A titanic battle by any accounts if
> one gauged such battles buy the debris present. And oddly enough, all
> seemed to have the same grain, the same markings, as if one power had
> completely smashed the other without loss.
>
> But that was to an uninformed observer. Hidden from the watchful eyes of
> the beings who patrolled space and from their electronic sensors, a
> mightly fleet cruised through space away from the debris field. An
> earlier battle against the most powerful of fleets had crippled this
> hidden force. Their attackers had suffered damage, yes, but no destroyed
> ships. And they had sent a warning, a warning that should have led to
> more ships eager for more kills.
>
> Alas, the warning had gone unheeded. Reinforcements arrived to bolster
> the fleet, and while it was no longer on schedule, it was ready to move.
> The Special Attack Fleet, Second Troll Shock Group was about to commence
> the attack on another planet, another power.
>
> And in orbit around Kothis, where a battle was dying down for now, great
> and powerful leaders remained oblivious to this new threat. For many had
> underestimate the troll's cunning plans.
>
> It was time to teach these puny denizens of this galaxy a lesson they
> would not soon forget.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, December 06, 2000 2:47 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Consequences

> Phong Nguyen wrote:
> > It was time to teach these puny denizens of this galaxy a lesson they
> > would not soon forget.
>
> Battlegroups one and two were once again at full strength.
> Unfortunately Battlegroup three had suffered damage at Kothis. But
> since it had been incurred in the defense of a world belonging tot
> he CIN, that power had been more then willing to donate the yard
> space to repair the ships. With the assistance of the CIN shipyard
> it had been a quick job to get the cruisers and destroyers at full
> strength once again.
>
> While Battlegroups One and Two had been refitting after the troll
> raid they had set up a stockpile of fighters and missiles in a
> stealthed asteroid. This allowed Battlegroup three to replenish
> fighters and missiles immediately, while crews came in via mat-trans
> as needed.
>
> So as Knopf took the bridge of SIC _Taser_ he was a happy man. His
> Task Force was once again whole. He'd hated leaving the battle line
> behind when he left for Kothis, his Task Force was a finely
> balaneced unit. It worked best when all parts were present.
>
> With the fall of Kothis the allied forces had scttered, many had
> abandoned the CIN and ahd left for Earth. As if Earth needed
> defending, the very idea was ridiculous in the extreme.
>
> So he;d do what he could to help the CIN. The Navy and Guard Fleets
> would try to hold a line, or at least slow the Troll advance. while
> they did so he would do shis best to disrupt there lines of
> communication, and to cause as much choas as humanly possible.
>
> But he was determiend to maintain unit cohesion this time. He
> didn't want to risk the possiblilty of an ambush and being defeated
> in detail. So that's why his entire task force had been lurking for
> three hours in this section of deep space.
>
> "Got it sir. Hyper trace at mark eight."
>
> Knopf grinned like a wolf, "Charge Enchencah drives. On my signal
> all ships are to engage the preplotted course."
>
> "Aye sir." A pause, "All ships report ready."
>
> "Proceed." Each ship went FTL, for about one microsecond. But the
> massive gravitional pulse of an activated Enchenach drive system
> completely fired the hyperdrives on the troll transports and
> escorts. Not only did the gravitional surge fuse the hyper drive, it
> also burned out there hyper wave communicators, and supsapce was
> jammed.
>
> They had no where to go. They were in shock, the ships in shambles
> sensors down and the hyperdirce were gone. Then Knopf struck.
>
> Battlegroup One struck them from behind, whiel Battlegroup Two went
> straight up there throat. The Fighters of BG Three hit ont eh
> flanks. The two Heavy Cruisersm ten Destroyers and two dozen
> Corvettes covering the 50 Troop Transports and 30 Freight Carriers
> were hit first.
>
> Most didn't even get there shields up. Those that did only last a
> few scant seconds longer. The Convoy Commander was a Troll General
> on one of the Troop Transports.
>
> "Filthy Vermin. you may destroy these ships but in the end we shall
> crush you. No force from this galaxy can defeat our might."
>
> Knopf listened calmly and ordered a stop in combat. He then
> activated the comm systems, He slowly turned around to face the
> troll. "Good thing I'm not fromt his galaxy."
>
> He then wiped the Troll fromt eh face of the universe with one
> Broadside. He ordered the Task force to continue. No surrender was
> offered. No ship was allowed to survive, no escape pod went
> unengaged. They left no clues, though it was unlikely that the
> trolls would even find the battle ground deep in interstellar space.
>
> The trolls had lost a major convoy. It wouldn't be the last either,
> already the Task Force was preparing for a hyperjump to the next
> ambush spot. For now the convoys would be easy pickings. For now
> that is, soon enough they'd start giving the convoys stonger
> escorts, and when that happened he'd start to take losses. But mroe
> ships on escort duty menat less on combat duty, so it should even
> out, he hoped.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Lord Rog" <rog1@btinternet.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, December 06, 2000 3:09 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Consequences

> ***Priority transmission to Star Marshall Knopf***
>
> Star Marshall, my name is Admiral Price under my command I have 100 Imperial
> Naval battlegroups specially detached from the expeditionary force.  Lady
> Vir Lora has ordered that they assist you in your hit and run operations
> against the troll's supply lines, they should provide the extra numbers you
> need to expand your activities.  I place myself and my ships at yoyr
> disposal.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Thursday, December 07, 2000 10:18 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Consequences

> Kyle wrote:
>
> Lord Rog wrote:
> >
> > ***Priority transmission to Star Marshall Knopf***
> >
> > Star Marshall, my name is Admiral Price under my command I have 100 Imperial
> > Naval battlegroups specially detached from the expeditionary force.  Lady
> > Vir Lora has ordered that they assist you in your hit and run operations
> > against the troll's supply lines, they should provide the extra numbers you
> > need to expand your activities.  I place myself and my ships at your
> > disposal.
>
>         "Admiral Price I appreciate the offer, and will make immediate use
> of your ships. I'll split my force into eight Strike Forces and
> assign twelve of your battlegroups to each Strike Force."
>
>         He looked a little concerned and added, "But if we do this then
> it'll require that your fleet stay out of range until after we take
> out the hyperdrive. If not the gravitational stresses from the
> Enchanach drive will shred your ships. I hope your crews are
> experienced in micro jumping?"
>
>         Admiral Price smiled and answered smugly, "Of course, my ships are
> the cream of the Galactic Navy. All have combat experience, I
> actually commanded the reserve at our last battle." Price did not
> lack confidence, he'd been selected for this mission because of that
> confidence. This kind of operation required a daredevil.
>
>         Now Knopf grinned, "That was a masterful strike. I'll admit I was
> taken by surprise. You co-ordinated that fighter strike perfectly
> and pounded my wings. That's exactly the type of tactics I want to
> see on this operation. why don't you take a shuttle over to my
> flagship and we can discuss the best way to integrate our forces."
> Of course both were planning on studying the others tactic in the
> hope of finding some weakness. they'd fought too many times for it
> to be otherwise, whatever the current situation.
>
> --===--
>
>         The new combined tactics had been working perfectly. The Sixth
> Imperium ships would knockout the troll drives and then the SGE
> ships would jump in and pound the escorts in close, while the SI
> ships would use long range missiles to hit the trolls from beyond
> there reach.
>
>         They'd taken out several dozen convoys wtih ease. The forces
> attacking the CIN had to be feeling the lose. But loses were
> increasing on each raid. At first they'd take them with no loses but
> the escorts kept getting larger and heavier, and the transports
> fewer. It seemed they were now sending the transports in several
> medium size convoys, instead of a few large convoys. What this meant
> was that they had to fight more to get less. Knopf had been
> considering consolidating some of his Strike Groups, but that was
> for a later time.
>
>         "Convoy detected."
>
>         "Charging drive."
>
>         "Drive activated."
>
>         "Convoy disabl... SIR! It's not a convoy. It's an ambush, I'm
> detecting a full Fleet. "
>
>         "SHIT! Call of the SGE ships, NOW!"
>
>         "Too late." The ships barrled straight in. But this time they
> weren't hitting some surprised escorts, it was a fully battle ready
> fleet. They didn't drive thorugh like they usualy did. Instead they
> bounced off the formation. The Imperial commander reacted quickly.
> He saw that they were outnumbered and outgunned.
>
>         "Pull it in tight. Get those Frigates to cover out flanks.
> Re-orient and withdraw." The ships of the Second Empire followed
> orders with perfect precisionas htey tried to fight there way clear.
> He saw several Interdictor type vessels in the Troll Fleet. But the
> same pulse that had taken out the comms and drive appeared to have
> burned that out too.
>
>         "This is Tensler, I'm moving in to support range." The Imperium
> ships had already been pouring missile fire into the troll ships.
> Thye poured missile fire and then enrgy fire intot he fleet. They
> hurt them, but not enough.
>
>         Now it was knife range. Tensler watched the fatal melee. It was
> going to be bad, very bad. He watched as an Imperial cruiser
> redlined it's drive after falling out of formation and rammed a
> Troll Dreadnought head on. When the debris cleared the Cruiser was
> gone and the Dreadnought limped on. In the combat that folowed he
> saw many similar sacrafices fromt eh bridge of his Battleship.
>
>         SIC Warthog shook violently, her sister ship had just gone up in
> flames an hour ago. Loses were as bad as Tensler had feared. Now it
> looekd like Warthog would join her sister, her shields finally fell.
> Cres rushed to repair them, but it would be too late. A pair of
> Troll Gunship got a clear lock and salvoed every one of there
> missiles.
>
>         Warthog took a mortal hit. But the crew should have been able to
> evacuate. Should have, but an out of control Destroyer of the Second
> Empire fired it's engines at just the wrong time, the two collided.
> No one on either ship had a chance.
>
>         After three hours of intense combat they finaly broke through.
> Losses were heavy. Strike Group five ahd been decimated. There
> wasn't a single fighter left, nor an undamaged ship. The Empire had
> suffered sixty percent losses in escorts, and ten percent in main
> combatanents. The Imperium lost both Battleships, a Battlecruiser
> and both carriers, and a third of it's escorts.
>
>         This was not a good sign of things to come.
>
> "Admiral Price. I regret ot inform you that something has come up.
> I will have to stop my participation in these raids. But I wish you
> good luck, and hopefully this will only be a short errand."
>
> Knopf could hardly tell ROg that he was withdrawing his ships so he
> could go pound Boyd into rubble. This was vague enough to cover
> anything. He'd considered asking Rog for help. But it wa hard to
> decide where the Second Empire loyalties lay.
>
> They had a treaty with the Boyd Collective, but BFA-9 had been the
> Collectives chief representative to the Empire. And he now fought
> for the Boyd Empire, so would Rog decide to go with the letter of
> the law, or to help an old friend. Too chancy.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Graeme Dice" <grdice@sk.sympatico.ca>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 5:24 PM
Subject: [STGOD] And so it goes...

> "The war is not going well." Lord Graeme mused to Kynes.  "I may be
> forced to take drastic measures if the troll forces cannot be stopped."
> "Such as?" inquired Kynes.
> "If Timothy approaches too closeley," sighed Graeme, "I will be forced
> to adopt the role of Jimothy Tones once more.  It is not something I
> look forward to."
>
> Lord Graeme of Dice

----- Original Message -----
From: "Lord Rog" <rog1@btinternet.com>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, December 06, 2000 3:29 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] And so it goes...

> A vision of Vir Rog appeared in a magical haze before the two great
> sorcerers.
>
> "Lord Graeme, Brother Kynes the trolls under the command of Sheppard are
> intent on seizing the FAQ from it's resting place on the ASVS Earth, if they
> do this it may become necessary for you to enter the fray, only together
> with our powers combined could we defeat Timmy if he were to become this
> powerful especially if Serenity can not keep the crystal's secure."
>
> "We have faith in Phong's forces to protect his queen, although she hardly
> needs it.  You under-estimate her." Dice replied.
>
> "Be that as it may I have despatched Vir Lora to Nemesis, she will take
> command of all Imperial forces in theatre.  It the trolls reach the capital
> of the CIN my ships will be present to engage them.  Even with this extra
> help I feel that the troll advance will only be slowed, the evil one must be
> stopped and you must know by now that the final confrontation will transcend
> the technologies of war."
>
> Kynes turned to the Imperial warlord "We will consider what you have said
> but it will take time to weave the necessary spells to cross from our
> reality to the war zone and do to so would leave this galaxy woefully under
> defended."
>
> "I am sure that you will choose the correct path." was all the black clad
> figure said as his image faded into nothingness.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Kyle" <KyleJK@Netzero.net>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 9:03 PM
Subject: [STGOD] Manuvers

>
> Sixteen ships of the Sixth Imperium dropped from hyperspace outside
> the orbit of earth. The eight Heavy Carriers and eight Light
> Carriers of Task Force three began to disgorge fighters.
>
> That was hardly odd, but what was odd was they type of fighters
> they were. Not a single one belonged to the Sixth Imperium, in the
> rush to evacuate Kothis fighters had landed on the closest carrier
> with no though of who the ship belonged. Now these ships were
> returned, they began to land on the ships of there government, or on
> Luna Base.
>
> The carriers themselves also sat down on Luna base. They opened
> massive hatches and a motley crew of soldiers began to climb down.
> They came form dozens of races and thousands of units. Most were
> just lucky to be alive. Anyone who hadn't escaped Kothis was now
> dead.
>
> Once the soldiers were clear the carriers lift off silently. It was
> an odd sight. No flames, no glow, not even a sound as the floated
> upwards like a feather, then rocketed off at incredible speeds.
> There wasn't even a sonic boom since the moon's atmosphere was far
> top thin.
>
> "Earth Command. This is Senior Fleet Captain Guisly. The Star
> Marshall want to consolidate our forces before rejoining the fight.
> We have no fear for the safety of Earth though. I doubt that even
> TOWMNBN can defeat the might of Kynes and Planet, especially with
> the presence of Sir Graeme of Dice. The Imperium has long been
> allied with them and know there power. So instead of wasting our
> time helping one who does not need help, we will be on the CIN
> front. While the trolls hate the FAQ it's presence will not
> guarantee our victory."
>
> He paused for a second and studied a display, then continued. "But
> the loss of the Crystals will mean our defeat. If you look at the
> maps you can see that they are concentrated on the CIN. One Vanguard
> Fleet attacks Earth, but six attack the CIN, not to mention the The
> Troll Grand Armada. We still don't now what they're after."
>
> The Carriers were now barreling for clear space so they could jump
> to hyper. but before they did Guisly gave one last piece of advice.
> "We saw what happened on Kothis. Don't let them do it again. Don't
> get pinned down to this system. Hit them first, engage in a running
> battle. Fight a war of a thousand pinpricks, bleed them. That way
> when they finally reach Sol they won't have the strength to take it.
> Pound them hard, and keep it up. Never let off the pressure."
>
> He was about to cut the connection then remembered something. "One
> warning. If you decide to build a base on Earth, be very careful. Do
> not harm the planet, or you'll regret it. I doubt you'll even meet
> Kynes much less speak with him. But always remember his presence,
> and the power of Planet."
>
> The sixteen ships vanished. Earth Command considered his words.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Jonathan Boyd" <jonathan@jboyd.co.uk>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, December 06, 2000 2:34 PM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Manuvers

> Our spies intercepted the following random wibbling garbage from Phong
> Nguyen at phong.nguyen@usa.net:
>
> > Kyle <KyleJK@Netzero.net> wrote in <3A2DCB7C.4D2F977D@Netzero.net>:
> >
> Okay. I'm a mite confused right now as to what exactly is going on, so I'm
> just going to bring in my forces. I'm just adding a small amphibious assault
> group to my current force of the 'Phoenix'. Oh, and BTW, I'm not about to go
> and attack the Collective. There will be time for that later. At Christmas
> maybe. Remember that when you get to the last paragraph. I don't have the
> time to drag them into this mess.
>
> The Phoenix unfolded at the edges of the Talheri system and requested
> clearance to enter. The remnants of several Collective fleets could be seen
> drifting in the void. The defence platforms that had destroyed them were
> invisible for the moment, their massive arrays of relativity cannons and
> tactical super lasers hidden behind cloaks. With a system wide interdiction
> field in place, this was the only spot one could enter and even then, only
> using warp drive. The alternative was a 2 week high sublight journey,
> something no sane commander would commit his forces to. The whole bridge
> breathed a sigh of relied as their codes checked out and the battle cruiser
> was given clearance to proceed.
>
> The journey in was made at a leisurely warp 7, giving Jonathan half an hour
> to review the situation. There were conflicting intelligence reports from
> his own people and intercepted transmissions from the allied forces were no
> better. No-one seemed to know quite what was going on. The only certain
> thing was that the troll war would continue a while longer, both in the air
> and on the ground.
>
> As they cruised into the system, the wreckage of more Collective vessels
> appeared, along with patrols of rebel ships. Obviously some ships had
> penetrated the defence platforms' screen and tried to make a raid on the
> shipyards. They hadn't got far. A pair of Purification class battleships,
> with a heavy escort of cruisers and destroyers, ran a few sweeps of the
> battlecrusier with their targeting sensors. There would be no ships to spare
> for the naval battle against the trolls. The same would apply to troops. The
> rebellion was heavily outnumbered by the Collective and could afford to lose
> none of their valuable troops to trolls. Jonathan would need another way to
> raise an army. And he had one.
>
> The docking procedures were uneventful, a small cheer going over the comms
> when they arrived. When Jonathan departed the ship via an airlock, he was
> greeted by the inane grins of the senior staff of the main shipbuilding
> facility. Jonathan, and consequently the rest of the Boyd, was not big on
> ceremony however, and they retired swiftly to a luxurious conference room,
> where the commanders of the various major facilities in the system, were
> already waiting. It didn't take long for Jonathan to explain his plan.
>
> "You want to bring _them_ back?!" exclaimed the commander of the naval
> college.
>
> "Surely they wouldn't stand a chance against intelligently led troops."
>
> "Trolls are hardly intelligent."
>
> "Maybe not, but they've got instincts for combat."
>
> "But we need those numbers."
>
> "Given time, we could even match the Collective army in size."
>
> "But what about officers? Without competent leaders, they'll be useless.
> Slaughtered in the first offensive."
>
> "I'm not proposing to use them as officers. That would be foolish. There
> were other clones who served as officers. With the right leadership, they
> can be more successful than you imagine. Trust be, I've seen them in
> action."
>
> The admiral fell silent and acquiesced.
>
> "Are there any more objections? No? Very well then, cloning will commence at
> once. All chambers will be used. That solves our troop shortage, now what
> about ships?"
>
> "The shipyards are working 3 shifts and breaking all their previous records,
> but every ship we build is used to replace those lost in raids, or is
> dispatched to aid efforts to incite other worlds to rebel. We have a handful
> of frigate and destroyer squadrons in reserve, and fewer than 30 bigger
> ships. We're stretched as thin as things will go."
>
> "What about transports and fighters?"
>
> "We can spare a few Griffin wings and a few Marine air groups. We've more
> transports than we need as well. We've been considering using them as patrol
> ships as well."
>
> "I'll need an amphibious assault force capable of transporting an entire
> Marine group and their associated aircraft."
>
> "Hmm. It'll cost us a lot of the reserves, but if you need them... They'll
> be ready within the hour."
>
> "Very good. I want the Phoenix's Carrier Star Wings replaced with Air Wings.
> And that concludes are business."
>
> That would replace the Phoenix's Snipe interceptor squadrons with Griffin
> attack fighters. Slower and less manoeuvrable, they were however, better
> armed and stealthier. The troll fighters weren't a threat to any of the Boyd
> fighters and the Griffins were much more useful against ground targets.
> Besides, the amphibious assault force would have a carrier escort providing
> plenty of fighter cover.
>
> 2 hours later, Jonathan stood and watched as the first regiment of troops
> boarded the Ocean class transport. At 4km in length, she was bigger than his
> battlecruiser, the command ship of the force, but smaller than the Deathwing
> escort carrier that would be guarding her. The only ship in the force that
> was any bigger was the Argus class transport that would be carrying the
> 11,000 support aircraft. That didn't include the drop ships permanently
> attached to every platoon. They amounted to 100,000 for the entire Marine
> group boarding the Ocean class transport. To speed things up, the troops
> were using both their feet and the transporters. It was a heart lifting
> sight to see the seven foot giants, for giants they literally were compared
> to the rest of the Boyd, board the transports.
>
> "Just like the good old days," murmured Jonathan. It had been a long time,
> from the perspective of humans, though but a blink as the universe measured
> time, since he had commanded grunts like these. Not since the old battles
> against Sheppard. Yes, they were dumb, but did it hurt when they hit you and
> there was nothing to match them for endurance. They were even carrying
> MP-10s, the actual mechanism replaced with a rail gun of course.
>
> "Emperor Boyd to the bridge, Emperor Boyd to the bridge."
>
> Ah, it was about time those words had been spoken. Checking one last time
> that his Walther was properly loaded, he checked himself in a conveniently
> placed mirror. Yes, that suit did look rather dashing on him. Satisfied, he
> turned and strode for the nearest airlock. It was time for the Boyd Empire
> to demonstrate that it was the greatest power in the galaxy.

----- Original Message -----
From: "Cmdrwilkens" <burnettr@glue.umd.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars
Sent: Wednesday, December 06, 2000 10:07 AM
Subject: Re: [STGOD] Manuvers

> <snip>
> >
> > The sixteen ships vanished. Earth Command considered his words.
> >
>
> Damn hyperspace for being this slow. The only consolation Wilkens could
> take was that he was not forced to deal with something as primitive as
> warp drive but it was of little consolation. He wwas taking too long to
> get to earth. While the others fought to protect the crystals he would
> fight to defend the FAQ. Sheppard would be coming here and Wilkens had
> a bone to pick.
>
> Their history was an interesting one indeed. Wilkens had entered this
> strange realm hearing stories of the man's exploits with the Cleaners,
> a mighty fighter in the crusades against the troll-lords of old. Then
> the ASVS civil war had broken out. Sheppard had broken with the powers
> that be and sought to impose his will upon the group. He had attracted
> a cult like following of derranged S&M psychopaths (not that there's
> anything wrong with S&M). It was this force that WIlkens had barely
> managed to defeat over the skies of Earth in the last defense of the
> FAQ. His men's blood had been spilled to prevent Sheppard once and
> WIlkens swore that he would shed it again until Sheppard ceased his
> immoral crusade of destruction.
>
> What worried Wilkens the most was that this was not the Sheppard of
> old, it was a troll sheppard, prone to the oddest of behaviors and the
> worst possible tactics. In a way that worked to Wilkens advantage. His
> gunners and sensor officers despite numerous battles against Sheppard,
> Boyd, Vong, Theela and others they still lacked the missile defenses
> that some powers had. To be certain the fact that his lightest guns ran
> nearly a petajoule in energy per shot was a good way to make up for the
> defficiency but not nearly enough. Fortunately Sheppard was so warped
> by his conversion to trolldom that he would most likely never again
> rise to the intelligence level required to utilize a proper fleet scale
> battle.
>
> One more thing helped, the Peacekeepers could do damage, especially to
> fleets in motion without enough security. The M-Wings could do worse.
> Recconnisance had already shown the Troll fleet stopping many times
> over to reorient with Sheppard apparently being forced to rearrange the
> formations constantly to deal with troll stupidity. His tacticians had
> already planned out an increasingly deadly series of hit and fade
> attacks against this enemy. This would be interesting.