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The Domain of Fire(Clans of Mandalore Dominion of Ord Cantrell)

The Domain of Fire

Clans of Mandalore Dominion of Ord Cantrell


OBJECTIVES:

  1. Restore the old bases on Ord Cantrell before the Vong reach it and utilize it against the population.
  2. Clear out the small vong fleet in orbit to prevent futher reinforcements.

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Ord Cantrell she decided would be one of the first worlds to transform into her playground, She sent a freshly spawned Yammosk who was finally ready for on the field training as she traversed to Iridonia while keeping an eye, Quite literally this case on the Yammosk and the invasion force she had it go with. She knew the primitive space force couldn't handle the power of the Yammosk's prowess with gravity, When the fleet arrived a small group of Cantrell ships intercepted but the yammosks intense amount of energy output disabled them almost instantly as they got close to it.

The 10 kilometer long Worldship began its decent upon Cantrell leaving the rest of the fleet to destroy and secure the space above, So far the Yammosk was performing incredibly well as Elafuh viewed all this. Meanwhile the militia on Cantrell did there best to mobilize and sent out a distress signal to anyone who may listen, The vong have returned to Cantrell and this time they are here to ensure they attain there rightful land once again. Several vong beasts and soldiers and vehicles emerged as the worldship settled as the Yammosk began its coordination as the dovin basals hovered around it. Several worms from the hull of the worldship began digging into the ground near the outskirts of the Council Tower as it started harvesting from it to fuel the weaponry on the hull that began firing like artillery upon the battle field as vong warriors began there march to the Council tower and the civilians that hid within
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Ord Centrell
Objectives:
Restore Power to the grid,
Survive My first contact with the Yhuuzan Vong
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A lone dropship kicks up dust as it makes landfall on the far side of the city, almost as soon as the boarding ramp had hit the ground, a single BW-46 bursts out of the dark interior of the craft. Riding that orange little speeder would be Wasp, the bug like antennas on either side of her helmet slung back as she zipped through the streets of ord centrell while looking for any power sources that would aid in bringing the old weapons caches and their security back online. The vongese hadn't reached this side of the city yet, it seemed they were targeting the the council tower. many lives would be lost, but wasp couldn't help feeling a guilty comfort in the fact that the majority of the vongese would be occupied somewhere away from her..

As wasp neared the outskirts of the city, the bases came into view off in the distance, she swerves the speeder bike to the side, kicking up dust as it comes to a stop. she takes out a pair of microbinoculars and observes the bass, it seemed that a series of large pipelike structures barely stuck up above the soil, all leading from a central hill down to each base. That had to be a powerplant of some kind. she turns her speeder and begins to zip through the fields towards them. Here's hoping that friendly reinforcements arrive soon...
 
Order centrell
Objective restore power, face a old enemy once more

Vong, like bugs they crawled out from the dark corners of the galaxy. Scurrying around taking whatever they damned well pleased and make it their own vision...vong...a enemy star sworn she would kill without mercy right along with slavers

Making a quiet entrance into the system stardust fighters slowed down just a bit, she looked around seeing the vong warships in the distance. Frowning she moved towards the planet pushing her fighter to the max speed it could. Reaching the surface she landed and got out as she started forward, stopping at the top of a hill she looked out towards a power station then onwards to past it seeing a world ship landing

feth...should've brought some flame troops....worse then I thought

She started off for the power plant quickly, drawing her sword and let it begin slowly heating up ready to destroy any vong within her path
 
Location: Defiant Mantis, Ord Cantrell space
Objective: Defeat Vong Fleet
Allies: [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Stardust Solus Skirae"] [member="Vhei Wasp Naudir"]
Enemies: [member="Elafuh Thaal"]

The distress call came at Tuuli’s bedtime, which in the long run of bad choices these Vong were committing, was the most dire for Mrs. Aedan Miles. While the boy bounced in his bed to see the impending firefight out of the window, his mother grimaced from her Captain’s chair on the Command deck. A bacta patch from her time in the nebula still graced her neck.

“Battle stations! We have Vong, Vode and we’re going to return them to their decrepit makers. Prime weapons. We are going to need them.” Aboard the Defiant Mantis, flagship of Captain Livia Maddox’s small fleet, Livia growled and watched the viewport. “Helm, take us to hyperspace, the outer quadrant of Ord Cantrell space. No use coming out directly on top of them. Comms, signal the Warmaster and Naval Command. We are go for incursion. Weapons stations prepare to fire, but wait for my mark. Let’s not go willy nilly before we discover what’s happening, eh? Punch it!”

The Helmsman gave his 'aye', and plotted the course, taking the small fleet into Hyperspace toward Ord Cantrell. Hopefully she wasn't too late to save the poor chaps who were already on the planet.

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Gitza licked the inside of his mouth as he stared at the Sh’rip Sh’pa, the seedship which their forces deemed necessary to heft along. So assured of the success of the Ord Cantrell campaign they were, that bringing the precious vongforming aide was a simple trick of mathematics. The retinue providing escort to the reclamational seedship included the two A-vek Iiluunu fighter carrier, with its’ massive ovoid form and coralskipper compliment, half dozen Ro’ik chuun m’arh frigates, and twin Uro-ik v'alk battleships.

At over two kilometres in length each, the Uro-ik v’alh battleships waited for nothing but blood. Gitza grimaced on his place in the Iko v’alh, one of the two battleships.

“Form up around the Sh’rip Sh’pa. Destroy all ships which come into range. Unleash two squadrons of coralskippers from the A-vek, to run clearing passes of the infidels’ freighters.” With the rest of their forces floating to the surface, Gitza prepared to lock down the system, and pondered when his reinforcements would arrive.

Vong Fleet 9,530 m:
2 x Uro-ik v’alh | Battleship
6 x Ro’ik chuun m'arh | Frigate
2 x A-vek Iiluunu | Fighter Carrier
(+ 144 Coralskipper fighters each)
1 x Sh’rip Sh’pa | Seedship
 
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Location: Defiant Mantis, hangar
Objective: Lead Ground Forces
Post Count: 1
Strider's foot falls could be heard echoing through the corridor and out into the hangar aboard the Defiant Mantis. He walked with purpose, clad in beskar with his old yellow shoulder cape that once stood for his rank of field marshal swishing behind him with every step. His helmet with the honored jaig eyes painted upon it, hung clasped to his utility belt. The old man had a fresh new hair cut, the black and grey mane had been shortened with much more grey protruding. Gave him a more distinctive professional look than the unkept feral persona he had held for decades. Even with out the mane and the signature red bandana he loved so much, he was still a stoic sight to be had. He was long in the fang, far into what humans considered venerable age with all the door prizes such brought. Evading the glory of honorable death on the field have battle has brought him closer to the indignities of old age as the body degrades and pushes one closer back to the mud from where we all belong. But he was still a force to be reckon with, one of the mandalorians most legendary warrior and galaxies infamous conquer.

As with being a legend, many were disappointed to see that he was not some tall beast that could rip wookies arms from their socket. He was very mortal in his image, a man of average height with a athletic muscular build. His rough weather beaten olive skin was covered with scars, each one being a testament to a life of violence with his face showing the worst of it. If one looked close enough they would see that his left eye was not the only prosthetic he sported. His left arm and leg had been taken in battle and replaced by bionics. A plume of smoke would escape his mouth every so often as Strider enjoyed the shento cigar he held between his lips. He would walk out from the corridor and into the hangar filled with equipment, weapons and vehicles being loaded onto drop ships. There was a squadron of basilisk, mandalorian war mounts, in the center of the hangar. The robotic beasts waited for their riders patiently.

So many young soldiers, Strider could not help to think how many would be lost today. The Vong were not like any conventional enemy. Aliens to the galaxy even now. Zealous creatures bred for war with very little to no fear of death. A plague that the galaxy had suffered in mass so many ages ago and yet their story and scars still live to this day. To many there were monsters and the galaxy needed monsters to defeat them, so they called upon the mandalorians. There was no other force in the galaxy that were uniquely forged for combat like the mandos were. They were able to match the ferocity and cruelty of the enemy aliens with the tenacity for victory. Victory came at a cost and the vong had left their own mark upon the world of mandalore.

Strider walked up to his assigned basilisk and ran his gloved hand upon its metallic skin before climbing the ladder to mount. He tossed the remnants of his cigar onto the hangar floor and placed his helmet upon his head, inducting himself into the emotionless sea of T-visors around him. With two blinks the complex HUD ignited before his eyes and with a few more directed blinks he was able to patch himself into the 'all' comms for the mandalorians.

"Hear me now!" The low grizzled gruff voice of strider would resonate through out the ship, the fleet and all those patched into the main comm. He did not need to announce who he was. Everyone would be able to recognize this distinct Concordian accent and rough speech. "Today you will fight the Vong. They do not fear death but you will re educate them to fear us once more. You will teach them that we are warriors, ferocious beasts forged in fires of long past. Bare down upon with with true aim and pull your triggers with hearts of ice. Show them the cruelty of your blades as you disembowel, eviscerate and pull their living guts out. I want nothing short of gruesome and mericless violence from the lot of you! TODAY WE ARE THE MONSTERS!!!"

He gripped his power lance and raised it into the air "OYA!!!!"
 
Alor of Clan Gred, Mando'ad'jetii
Ships: Gred Fleet (Um... small) plus 2 Storm-class Torpedo Assault Frigates

Mig sat in the Basilisk as his small fleet began the jump to Ord Tantrell. They had gotten a distress call from the world, saying Vong were there, so the Alor had brought out the Gred Fleet to assist in defense of the world. Of course, maybe this wasn't the bast time to put the small group of vessels through there paces, but what choice was there. They happened to be close by, and they could help. Plus, the fleets new torpedo frigates could helpful against the Vong. Mig quicky sent a transmission to all the other fleets that had responded.

"This is Alor Gred. How many ships do we have coming, and does anyone know what we're dealing with?"

[member="Livia Maddox"]
 
Location: Defiant Mantis, Ord Cantrell space
Objective: Defeat Vong Fleet
Allies: [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Stardust Solus Skirae"] [member="Vhei Wasp Naudir"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Mig Gred"]
Enemies: [member="Elafuh Thaal"]

“Ops, full scan. What are we dealing with? I’d rather like to avoid sounding like a minkey with my trousers down.” Livia ordered, upon exiting hyperspace and hearing Mig Gred’s call.

Rebecca snorted as she grinned back at the Captain, tapping at her console and bringing the Defiant Mantis’ advanced scanner systems online. “Yes’m. Oh, we’ve got biologicals. I’m sending the readout to your chair. Looks like… just shy of 10,000m not counting the crabs. They’ve got coralskippers hitting local freighter traffic. A seedship in the middle… shebs… their dreadnaughts are coming about. Ma’am, they’re deploying fighters.”

“Full burn on the engines, prepare Retribution Ray Shielding. Bring us about on the underbelly of their port carrier. Port siphon cannons, prepare to fire on my mark. Prep burst fire to give our commandos the chance for their drop ships to make the surface. We can take hits, they can’t. Comm, coordinate our cruisers, tell them to run cover fire for Garon and his ilk.” Leaning forward in her chair, Livia watched as the Vong fleet spread in a spherical cluster before her.

Her stomach flipped and she let it, dining on the nerves like glitterstim in the hands of a junkie. Strider’s speech poured through Livia’s comm. Man made her sneer in a guttural smile. She liked the old Hound, even if she got the keen desire to wear a potato sack and pretend to be ugly every time he was around.

“[member="Strider Garon"], you’re up. We’ll cover your descent to the surface. Prepare for a rocky landing. [member="Mig Gred"], I'm sending you our scans. There's ten kilometres of ships out there and they look feisty.” She flicked off her comm, knowing that was all which was required for an Ori’rami’kad and the Gred Alor. Still, Livia sat back, thinking of the small incursion fleet she brought.

"..." Biting her lip, Livia concentrated on the purple gemstone in her ring. Through it, she could feel the presence of [member="Aedan Miles"] wherever it was, and to it she added an overwhelming sensation that his aide would be welcome. As it was, Livia's fleet was vastly outnumbered by the Vong.

“Helm. Punch coordinates…. now.” Digging her foot in, Livia allowed her fleet to dive straight to the tertiary line of Vong coralskippers. “Weapons… commence firing. Repeat. All port batteries, commence firing. Break up their formation, and separate their battle groups. [member="Mig Gred"] Fleet, care to take our starboard lee and bash the filthy beasts back to their planet-mums?”
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The battle began with an insurgence of bitter technology. Gitza spat on the floor as the Mandalorians began to jet into the system, pock marks on their senses, as the biological ships around them spread into a spherical pattern of defence.

The Coralskipper squadrons broke off from the sphere, with two frigates, gunning down freighters and those who attempted to run from the destruction of Ord Cantrell.

“Protect the seedship. Fire at will.” Gitza’s orders fluctuated through the Vong Fleet, as cannon fire poured from innocuous looking spots on the varied ships.

The Mandalorians would enter proximity to swathes of fire.

Vong Fleet 9,530 m:
2 x [Uro-ik v’alh | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Uro-ik_v%27alh)
6 x [Ro’ik chuun m'arh | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Ro%27ik_chuun_m%27arh)
2 x [A-vek Iiluunu | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/A-vek_Iiluunu)
(+ 144 Coralskipper fighters)
1 x [Sh’rip Sh’pa | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Sh%27rip_Sh%27pa)
 
The yammosk saw the field before it as a playground as it commanded its dovin basals to create a shield around the importan parts of the Worldship, more so the location it resided to create a field of gravity that would repulse most attacks towards it to mitigate the damage and keep it operational as possible..

The guns on the top of the world ship aimed to the forces on the battle field and began firing molten rock upon them like a meteor shower of blazing hell.
Several coral skippers began flying around to either engage any air support and protect the world ship or to start strafe runs upon the ground as vong troops began there march towards the city and the old bases killing anything or anyone that wasn't vong that got in there way as 6 Magma spitter artillery cannons where set up and began fireing molten Magma.

8 Fire spitters began there march towards the trenchs as flames erupted from them and poured across the surface turning it into a blazing inferno before them as Voxyn darted across the battlezone like ravenous animals, 4 Vong warriors charged towards [member="Vhei Wasp Naudir"] weilding there amphistaffs and letting out there carnal warcries, 2 Voxyn began there primal ear piercing sonic screeches towards [member="Stardust Solus Skirae"] before charging towards her there 8 legs giving them incredible speed as they charged. As the vong warriors charged two of them shot out 4 blast bugs each bug has the power of 2 frag grenades in one as they charged forth with no fear of death or pain only the thrill of combat fueled there very being.
 
Her pacing slowed down, she watched the beast approaching her rather quickly. Taking a step, then antler, and another till she was running towards them she lets roar out back out at the beasts, eyes analyzed the beast as she took a deep breath in then slowed down down and spewed forth the hottest flames she could white flame slicing the air before the beast

She knew they could possibly be stupid to run into the flames, so she jumped back and grabbed a thermal det out and set it for medium yield as she looked to it. Throw it up she would aim for the right one and force push the det figure it as she turned and started running quickly pushing her legs

Let them chase the dragon, for the more enemies the dragon is given the better the fight
 
Tags: [member="Elafuh Thaal"] [member="Livia Maddox"] [member="Mig Gred"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Stardust Solus Skirae"] [member="Vhei Wasp Naudir"]
Links: Beskar Warriors (x50) ; Beskar Elite (x20); Devastator Cannons (x7; on the Beskar Elite); Conscensis Clypeus (x27)
Troops: Mors Classemque(Death Fleet); 20 Beskar Elite; 65 Beskar Warriors, 1,000 Mandalorian soldiers
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Ord Cantrell, a planet that had changed hands multiple times, the most famous of which was with the Vong. They had taken the planet over, and according to this plea from the planet. Now, the plea wasn't to anyone specific, but Adenn wished to face the Vong once more and had decided to answer their plea for help. He went to Ord Cantrell with his fleet, Mors Classemque(in BIO at bottom), intent on killing some Vong.

The Mors Classemque came out of hyperspace in battle formation, but saw that they were rather far from the planet. Too close to not be detected, but far enough away that they couldn't do anything, nor could their enemy. Adenn stood aboard the bridge of the Aegis Eternum(also in BIO), his personal ship and the unofficial flagship of the Mors Classemque. Gazing out at the view before him, Adenn took note of the world ship landing on the planet, the Vong fleet and the allied fleet of Mando'ade from [member="Mig Gred"] and [member="Livia Maddox"]. Then he noticed that there were also some Mandalorians on the planet([member="Stardust Solus Skirae"] [member="Vhei Wasp Naudir"]). Chuckling, Adenn turned his gaze towards the Wold Ship once more, coming up with a plan. Laughing to himself, Adenn turned to his second, Gunner, and the captain of the ship and gave them the plan.

Several minutes later, the entire fleet was ready for the maneuvers to begin, alongside the soldiers in each of these ships. Grinning from within his pod abord the Aegis Eternum, Adenn looked around at those gathered with him. These were the elites of Clan Mortui, the Beskad Elite and Beskad Warriors. Of course there weren't many of them, only 7 Beskad Elites and 20 Beskad Warriors, but more than enough to help protect the forces behind them. In other pods were regular Mandalorians, as regular as one could get with Clan Mortui at least. These warriors were outfitted with regular beskar'gam and blaster pistols, rifles, and heavy weapons.

Before he did anything though, Adenn sent a simply communique to their allies.
"We are Clan Mortui and we have come to kill the di'kutla Vong. Oya vode, for Mandalore!"
Then a message was sent to the Vong, one on each level of communication.
"We have come for you Vong, today you shall learn to fear us and fear us forever more! You shall die futilely and in vain, nothing you have done will amount to anything, for here and now, you die." Then the communication was cut and final checks were prepared.

With all hands ready, the entire fleet gave full burn towards the planet, or more specifically, near the planet. They were going to rush by the enemy, delivering a broadside on the way, before dropping their cargo of troops down to the planet. That cargo of troops was an assembly of the elite unlike never seen before, the Beskar Elite had been gathered together in numbers not seen since their creation and shortly thereafter. Meanwhile, the Beskar Warriors were also ready for war, they had also been assembled in numbers not seen for some time, the same for the regular Mandalorians. However, Adenn knew how dangerous these Vong were, and was prepared to murder as many of them as he could, and then take that World Ship as his own.

Laughing once more, Adenn opened a channel to all of his men and began the pre-battle chant that had existed since the dawn of Clan Mortui.
"Mortui!" He shouted, and a clang of beskar clad fists against chests was echoed back. "What are we?!"
"Mandalorians!" Came the shouted response, followed by another clang of beskar.
"What do we do?!"
"Kill!" two clangs this time
"Who do we kill?"
"Our enemies!" three clangs resounded from each Mandalorian.

Grinning, Adenn let out an "Oya!", one followed by his men. That done, the plan of the Clan Mortui fleet played out. They knew of the anti-air defenses of the world ship, and thus they sent 2 sacrificial waves of pods down to the world ship and the area around it. If they hit the ship, they'd explode, if they didn't, they'd still explode to the anti-air, thus covering Adenns troops advance. The sacrificial pods were sent out as the Mortui fleet came into optimal range. Many of these pods were destroyed, but some got through, but their affects weren't visible yet as Adenn was shot out from his pod towards the World Ship. At the same time, dozens upon dozens of other pods were sent out by each ship in the Mortui fleet, however, 4 went to different locations. These pods had some regular Mandalorians within and had a very different mission from those with Adenn, they were to assist Stardust and Wasp.

Gazing out of his own pod, Adenn shook with each explosion that happened near his pod, but he didn't pay attention to that, instead focusing on the other pods. As he watched, the pod across from him was hit directly, it exploded violently, spinning off and hitting another pod, causing it to spin out of control as well. But those were only 2 pods, there were dozens more, but several were still hit, simply because of the pure amount of firepower aimed towards them. The 2 pods sent to Star and Wasp had it easier, they weren't targeted as much because they were headed away from the ship. At the same time, the Mors Classemque(Death Fleet) boosted away once more, sending down another volley of pods as it left. Then they were gone from view, at least for Adenn. No doubt they were under fire as well, but they'd be tanking the hits, ignoring damage as they made their break.

The pods headed to Star and Wasp hit at about the same time, and disgorged their troops immediately. Two squads for each of them, except, only one had reached Star. They ignored the losses for the moment though, instead spreading out and opening fire on the enemy. At the same time, Adenns pod hit the World Ship near one of the fins on the outside, but still on the inside of the ship. 5 other pods hit near him, while other pods hit as well around the world ship. They were all focused on one side of the World Ship though, and would be headed to meet up with one another, all the while slaughtering any Vong they passed.

Stepping out of his pod, Adenn immediately noticed how the ship was alive, but also how there were other beings in the area as well. Turning at once, he lifted his Westar Carbine(in BIO) and blasted the Vong 10 times, causing it to fall back, a smoking hole in its skull. His Beskar Elites had also opened fire with their Devastator Canons, intent on slaughtering those within the room. A few moments later, they were all dead, the only living people being Mandalorian. Snarling behind his helmet, Adenn looked around once more, he quickly noticed he was in some sort of extra storage bay. Opening his comms, he received reports from his men, most of them had landed successfully, however around 2 dozen pods hadn't made it, at least. Snarling in anger this time, Adenn vowed they'd be avenged and this ship would be Clan Mortuis. He then gave one simple order to his men, one snarled out in anger and rage, but controlled beneath hatred for the Vong.
"Kill every Vong you come across, give no quarter. For Clan Mortui, for Mandalore! Oya vode, oya!" The last cries were repeated by all over the comms. They knew that many of them wouldn't come back, knew that they faced impossible odds, but that's what the Mando'ade had been forged to do, beat the impossible. Clan Mortui moreso than others, they had survived where others would've fallen, and they would survive and triumph here and now.

Then he began to move, a squad of Beskar Elite acting as his personal guard, while the others inside the bay spread out and moved towards other doors. The conflict would not doubt take a long time to finish, but Adenn vowed that the World Ship would be theirs. Thus he began to make his way in the general direction of the bridge. As he walked, he kept track of every turn, every path, and recorded everything, as did the rest of his men. They would succeed in something impossible, capturing a Vong World Ship. Snarling once more, Adenn began his march through the ship, taunting as he went, demanding the enemy's leader show themselves.
 
[member="Adenn Kyramud"] | [member="Stardust Solus Skirae"] | @Elafuh Thaal | [member="Livia Maddox"] | [member="Mig Gred"] | [member="Strider Garon"] |


Wasp had been on the move for barely 30 seconds when no less than 4 vongese came rushing from the ruins of the bombed outskirts of the city, firing wildly with their strange weaponry. Ash and dust flew up into the air as blastbugs pelted the landscape behind her speederbike. Wasp's first thought was to simply speed up and focus on her mission. But than it hit her, Wasp was a mandalorian, and mandalorians don't run. the power grid can wait the time it'd take to remove these creatures... The fight could be long without support, and very much life threatening. or rather, a simple health hazard, as wasp would have said to lighten the mood.

Cinematic music to cinematically make things feel more cinematic, and because someone has informed me that this is indeed a theme music moment

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e6O518YRxxQ

Wasp shifts he weight to the left, taking a hard U-turn to face the vong, lining them up single in her sights. She takes a deep breath pulls the full length Force Pike off the side of her speeder, she had acquired and calibrated it fore this very mission, set it's highest, and most deadly setting and at full length. She had trained with many mandalorian weapons with her father who had once been a mandalorian super commando, and force pikes were no exception. what was that qoute he used to tell he about? "Never underestimate an enemy with anything spear shaped, because, to quote that one rebel: "How did I lose my arm? A stormtrooper tapped me on the shoulder with a force pike." Yeah, that's the quote.

She raises the focepike above her head and steels herself for what comes next. The vongese up front fires a few more blast bugs, each one kicking up more dust and cinders, staining the left edge of wasp's visor. the others peek around or step to the side to try and get line of sight on wasp, but her move has already begun, getting them at this angle and lining them up single file has bought her the time she needed to minimize her exposure for her first move.
She Swings her forcepike to the side as she passes the first vong, the forcepike slams against it's throat. Now, If tapping a rebel on the shoulder calls for amputation, than what will slamming it into an alien's throat from atop a speeder going full speed do you might ask?
Well wasp can certainly tell you... The vong's head jurks back, the momentum of the swing aided by the bike's speed rips it's head off as it catches under his chin. the vong falls backwards, and the head stays barely connected by the now visible spine... before the second vong can react, he is speared through the chest with the pike. well, maybe not through, but his crab friend that he wears as armor is now cracked, and he is dead as can be. the third and fourth vong fire their blastbugs, one of them hits the front of the speeder, sending the front down and the back up, launching wasp into the air. The Air. Her clan's favorite battlefield. Her jetpack ignites, and her wasp like repulsor wings unfurl, sending her towards them in a spiraling motion, she holds her forcepike at her side and extends her left arm forward, clenching her fist and angling it upwards to make room for the
ZX Flame projector that she had taken for this mission, belching sticky flame towards them. One fell to it's knees, hissing at her in that foul language of theirs, one that she never learned, and never cared to. the second one charges her, still covered in flame. Her eyes widen behind her visor and she grunts as she the amphistaff coils around her leg, dragging her to the ground. the wings suddenly retract as she hits the dirt, rolling over and lifting her pike into the air with both hands, blocking the staff as it stiffens and slams down, forcing her arms back a little under the pressure of the still burning vong warrior, laughing evilly as it keeps up it's attack. wasp shouts in anger and defiance before rolling to her side, sliding the pike away and blasting another gust of flame directly into the vong's face before raising the forcepike over her head with both hands gripped near the bottom, slamming down with the full force of her cybernetic hand down, crashing the pike against the vong's skull, leaving it lifeless in the dirt. she releases a long held breath and stands there for a moment.
She had half a mind to take a trophy. she wouldn't have done what she did next to any other foe, But vong? vong were animals, undeserving of honor nor dignity.
She marches over to the first vong she had slain, still laid just beyond the smoking ruins of her speeder with it's head barely hanging on by threads and a loose spinal cord. she places both hands on it and finishes ripping it off with a slight crunch sound. she angrily tosses it on the ground and spears it with her forcepike, which would don a vongese skull from that day on.


"Show off..." A voice speaks up from behind her. she turns, about to draw a blaster before realizing who it was. Clan Mortui had dropped mandalorians from orbit, and it seemed a pod had dropped not far away without her realizing, must have been distracted with the battle. "You're Late" she wheezed, too out of breath to audibly laugh.

"No. You're just early" The mortui mandalorian responded, his emotions either unreadable through his helm and voice enhancer, or simply not present at all.

"You got me there" she chuckles, raising one hand slightly. "So why are you lot over here? Shouldn't you be evacuating civilians or fighting on the front?"

The other mandalorian shakes his head slgihtly "We're reinforcing you... figured you'd attract attention, and I've got a bet to win" he chuckles. he motions for his squad to come forward, they crest the hill, now visible to wasp. those nine plus the squad leader, looks like clan mortui sent her ten all together. "So, Where are you headed?"

"Power plant to the north, got to get the grid back online, see if the automated security can be breached and turned to our side. Sounds like there might be weapons caches throughout each one" She says.
"Nothing like mandalorians with a full cache at their disposal. Alright, lead the way than, miss?" "Wasp. They call me wasp"
The squad leader nods and waps starts for the powerplant on foot with a full squadron if mandalorian soldiers behind her. With a little support, she's free to focus on getting there and getting power back online. perfect.
 
Alor of Clan Gred, Mando'ad'jetii
"10,000 meters! Osik!"

"Elijah, cool it. We got this. We're not the only fleet." And with that, the Gred fleet exited hyperspace to see the fleet of Vong ships. They were being pushed apart, and [member="Livia Maddox"] asked if they could assist in pounding of these dang vessels. Elijah honestly smiled a bit, looking at the target.

"Roger that. Prepare for a torpedo barrage." He then ordered the fleet to come starboard and low on the enemy vessels. Fighters and assault ships took off from the carrier, and the bounty hunting craft joined the fighters to begin dealing with the coralskippers. The Keros' Kad and the Storm-class frigates all turned wide, pointing their bows at the enemy's starboard side before releasing a hail of advanced proton torpedoes on the threat, while the Enigma-class FACs flew close and fast, firing torpedoes and turbolaser bolts at the Vong ships. The CR-90s worked to keep fighters off the fleet. Elijah then noticed the frigates moving on the freighters.

"Osik!"

[member="Vhei Wasp Naudir"] [member="Adenn Kyramud"] [member="Stardust Solus Skirae"] [member="Elafuh Thaal"] [member="Strider Garon"]
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLqktDBIew8&list=LLk3Jz8XNjori7WkHoFsmifQ&index=15&t=0s​
Elafuh observed from her vessel using her Villip to quite literally view the battle from another Villip that was with the Yammosk that was in command of this battle scenario, the tenacity and brute warrior strength of the Mandalorians never cease to entertain her they were a warrior race fighting another warrior race after all. This meant nothing win or loose she gets what data she wants on these resourceful Mandalorians for future battle fronts but the time for the test wave is over and for the battle to truly begin, The yammosk sent out the next wave which had more deadlier horrors then the first wave which consisted of foot soldiers and voxyn and a few soldiers the more heavier forces started being deployed. The ground shook as if an earthquake as 8 massive Rakamat's walked out each are the size of a krayt dragon and armored and armed with plasma cannons and dovin basals where grafted along its spine which produced a bubble of gravity around it that repulsed most heavy fire as these beasts marched towards the City each Rakamat carried a large platoon of about 120 Chazrach warriors with 3 vong warriors each to keep them inline as they began there march towards the city (Little something for [member="Strider Garon"] and [member="Noah Corek"])


As [member="Vhei Wasp Naudir"] killed her combatants with full brutality and [member="Stardust Solus Skirae"]'s creative way of dispatching the voxyn and vong warriors a new wave was unleashed upon them as hordes of Chazrach warriors each one had a vong thrall handler came pouring out forward towards them, The vong warriors stayed in the back abit riding there swoop analogs that fired at them as the Chazrach unsheathed there weapons and charged like the mindless beasts they are. and following close within the horde was 2 Tank beasts as they unleashed there payload of acid and flames .

As [member="Adenn Kyramud"] walked through the halls of the worldship it'd be as if he entered a whole new world as mazes of corridors span out wards to multiple directions, Adenn got the challenged he wanted as he heard roar's snarls and battle cries as Chazrach, Vong armed with either razorbug launchers to blast and thud bug launchers to Voxyn,They'd also discover really quickly that gravity within the ship started increasing more so on the intruders as the Yammosk reacted to there presence and unleashed its Basals upon them, Right now gravity was increased to a point that they could be without compenstation slowed down a little but it continued to increase slowly as the beasts charged and fired at them as the Chazrach charged forth like a flood towards them.
 
Tags: [member="Adenn Kyramud"] [member="Livia Maddox"]
Objective: Help Ground Forces
Thror sits in the pilots chair of his blastboat. "This ship is too slow, I need to upgrade the hyper drive soon." He got the distress call Form Ord Cantrell a few hours ago and set course for the planet. He readies his weapons system as the 2 minute alarm sounds in the cockpit, "Aright lets do this." He returned the hyperspace actuator to the off position and came out of hyperspace, what he saw next made him freeze. The Vong He had only heard stories of them and now at the sight of them they were truly a race out of nightmares. Steeling himself he saw a large landing force leaving a ship called the Defiant Mantis. He sent a comm to the ship "This is Thror Vorn on the Saosi's Song im no good in a Space battle I'm going to rendezvous with your ground forces. Would appreciate you giving them a heads up." He the set a course to rendezvous with the landing ground forcess.
 
Ord Centrell: 10 Klicks from the power supply
Kit: Signature link +ZX flame projectors, +N1 Force pike

Wasp and her new squadron of tag alongs were marching off towards their objective when the ground started to rumble, low vibrations coursing through the fields and into their beskar plated boots. something was wrong, something was coming... As wasp and her men reach the top of a small hill, they look over their shoulders and see the rakamats unloading their enslaved payload. hundreds of.. whatever the hell those were, wasp was versed in galactic history of course, she knew dates and names, but she had never seen any of this..

"Do you think they've seen us yet?" One of the mandalorians asked, taking a low profile as he pulled out microbinoculars. Wasp took a knee and observed them through her scope, trying to cook up a plan. she watches as a Chazrach looks directly at her, almost making eye contact through the scope, it suddenly points at her and growls. both she and the mortui soldier look to one another both saying "RUN" in unison.

They both turn and make a run for their objective, igniting their jet packs and flying forward, soon to be followed by the rest of the squadron. Wasp begins using her eye tracker HUD to bring up a map and comm some friendlies above.
I have permission to do this ree
A few minutes ahead of them, A ping reaches a dropship on their map, and they begin readying a
gift or two from kaine australis to be delivered to that ping.

For now they just have to survive till they get there, and their air support can cover them. looking back, why didn't everyone coordinate and get this set up earlier in the day?

Links in case the forum is still being *****:
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/138146-mandalarms-assault-speeder/
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/136616-mandalarms-wulfen-class-airspeeder/
 
Location: Defiant Mantis, Ord Cantrell space
Objective: Defeat Vong Fleet
Allies: [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Stardust Solus Skirae"] [member="Vhei Wasp Naudir"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Mig Gred"] [member="Flash Australis"]
Enemies: [member="Elafuh Thaal"]

The Vong plasma cannons blasted at the Defiant Mantis’ shielding, cascades of energy flashing across the ionized hull while Captain Maddox gripped her seat.

“Torpedo barrage sounds lovely! Remind me to send you a thank you card, Gred Fleet!” Captain Maddox quipped, her comm open to [member="Mig Gred"] and the other small collection of ships, who were intercepting the Vong fleet.

“Mr. Tucker, unleash our fighters. Give Gred support for the strafing runs. Hold back the Wraiths, mustn’t push out everything we have at once.” Maddox kept her voice as calm as her face appeared. A mask of near-boredom which more than anything was her best disguise. Let Aedan be the emotional one, she could be the rock.

“Comm, call in [member="Flash Australis"]. I need interdiction to halt civilians from attempting to make runs toward Ord Cantrell.” She rocked in her seat, a concentrated burst of plasmic energy slicing through the shielding into the honeycombed hull. “Damage report!”

“Superficial, Ma’am! Energy fluctuation in the shielding. We’re correcting the algorithm.” Her sensors specialist droned, fingers flying on the console controls.

“Missile batteries, unleash Haran (hell) on these coral suckling animals!” Livia snarled, as the payloads of her flagship thundered into the Vong fleet.
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Vong Coralskippers exploded and succumbed to Gred’s assault, breaking off from beleaguered freighters pushing their distress beacons as they tried to avoid the Vong threat. Three of the Ro’ik Chuun M’arh broke off from the main body, centring in on [member="Mig Gred"]’s ships, while one of the Uro-ik v’alh shifted in the vacuum. Took aim at the Defiant Mantis.

“Evaporate that ship! Move the seedship toward the surface.” Gintza growled, as space became bright with the increase in weapons fire between all the battling ships.

Vong Fleet 9,530 m:
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(144 98 Coralskipper fighters)
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[member="Elafuh Thaal"]

The beast died, stardust roared out victoriously towards the vong and hit her chest plate to intimidate them. She strode forth as she swing her sword through a warrior listening to the crackling of flesh as it burnt

Thankfully she got some help, she nodded to the troops and looked forward as she spotted two more massive ugly beasts and a hoard of creatures running at them. Checking her det belt she had three left and let a breath out before chuckling

clear me a path! Then stay back in setting my thermal detonators to low yield repeated setting my thermal sets to low yield! In taking those things out

With a wold grin she ran forth and started swiping left and tight through the hoardes of bodysuits that were thrown towards her. She let a bretag out fire out toward into the massive crowd
 
The Never Again Super Star Destroyer
Mand’alor’s Apartments

A rare and pleasant sound filled the Mand’alor’s apartment. Yasha’s laughter. The Infernal slew the air with a happy and thorough laugh, as little Girak-Kaine flopped on the floor with his twin brother Magnus.

Someone, and Yasha glanced to the glorious man she suspected, bought the boys containment suits that puffed up with a flow of air to encircle their charges. The five year olds rolled around in their bubbles, bouncing into each other, the furniture, their older brother Reyn with harmless aplomb.

Sprawled on the chesterfield, her right arm lightly wrapped in a compression bandage meant to help the blood flow to the new Vong biot’s integration, Yasha tugged on her light yellow tank top and sat crosslegged. She held her left arm out for Girak, tugging the boy back to his feet, and rubbing her thumb on his cupped cheek.

“You alright there, squirt?” Yasha watched her son pretend he hadn’t sniffled, then try to brush his hand over his face… of course the bubble precluded it, but his mother had it covered. She wiped Gigi’s face and kissed his forehead with a big smacking ‘mmmmwwwwah!’. “There. Now you’re super powered! Go get him!”

Girak shrieked out a giggle, mumbling in his way about how it was his turn to body slam his brother down the stairs. Looking up to [member="Kaine Australis"], the recuperating Mand’alor tugged on his sleeve.

“Kain’ik… c’mon, I’m lonely. Big couch all to myself.” Why had it taken injuries to bring the family time to relax? While her right arm still hadn't done more than twitch after her adventure through Jagomir and Helska with [member="Darth Carnifex"], rehabilitation meant time. Time spent with her spouses and kids, for the first time in... it felt like forever. Right as she was reaching for her stim-caf, Reyn came bolting from his room.

“Buir! I’ll save you! I’ll save you from the lonelies!” The boy threw himself across the coffee table and onto the couch before his father could take the space.

Yasha stared wide-eyed at her oldest son, before bursting out in a fit of giggles, stim-caf forgotten, and wrapped her left arm around his neck. “Oh you’ll save me!? You’ll save me, eh!? Help! Help! I’m being lone-tacked!”

Just then, [member="Ambrose Cadera"] entered, a grim expression on his face. “We’re being rerouted… Vong. Vong in Ord Cantrell, Maddox called it, she needs backup. Vong fleet's bigger than our intel.”
 
The horde that was unleashed upon [member="Stardust Solus Skirae"] and [member="Vhei Wasp Naudir"] split into several tendril like formations moving in to surround and swarm as vong warriors started firing there blast bugs upon them, The Rakamats that where within the horde started firing there plasma rounds like mortar shells of hellish blue flames begin to quite literally rain down on them. As Stardust started slicing and dicing and burning her way through the horde 2 vong warriors and 2 Voxyns leaped out of the sea or Chazrach the voxyn going for a tackle or a bite or a form or heavy headbutt into her side so that the vong weilding there amphistaffs spat out there poisonus spores towards her.

The Chazrach that pointed out Wasp let out a loud roar as he and several vong warriors and cazrach warriors started charging towards her firing blast bugs and even one of them threw a Plasma eel her way as it was launched like a spear of pure plasma it will have the yield of a thermal detonator when it explodes wether it hits them or detonates early or misses is dependant on how fast these mandalorians are.

The arrival of[member="5N4K3 Talus"] was a source of confusment and surprise to some of the Vong more so when the droid spoke in there language to them which served to infuriate those that heard it and began firing upon it, Some managed to roll out of the way of his stampede tactics while others where not so lucky seeing that there weapons aren't scathing it they resorted to something else several vong started deploying there Borash Jelly and magma pebbles at the droid in the hopes of stopping it in its tracks or damaging it in some way or both.


[member="Livia Maddox"] [member="Thror Cal Vorn"] Mig Gred [member="Adenn Kyramud"] [member="Strider Garon"]
 
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Location: Planetside
Objective: City Defense
Post count: 2
It always amazed him, how he got the shakes before a drop. The countless times he had HALOed straddled to a robotic beast, tearing through planet's atmosphere and it stood to reason that he couldn't really be afraid. He had visited psychiatrists when he was young, who had checked his brain waves, asked him silly questions while he slept and told him that it wasn't fear, it wasn't anything important. It's just like the trembling of a eager race Faithers in the starting gate. Strider couldn't say about that, he had never been a Faither but the fact was: he was scared shitless then, and every time since. Yet, here he was in his mid seventies, straddled to a basilisk about to make a free fall to planet side. He was brave, like every mandalorion warrior. Bravery was not the absence of fear, but the conquest of it.

[member="Livia Maddox"] had given the command to launch and with out further-ado, drop ships, escort fighters and mounted basilisk poured out from the ship's hangers. The battle looked serene from outside, drifting downwards in the vacuum of space towards the planet. It reminded him of one of those artsi like silent holovids, where there was plenty of action and drama to be seen with the naked eye, just no audio. It was for the better, the basilisks were breaking through the atmosphere, old man could feel the fear and adrenaline boiling with in him, even in contrast to the combat stims he took prior. See, fear was a way to remind you that you were alive and Strider was feeling very alive as he screamed to the high heavens with in the confines of his helmet and in safety that no other warrior could hear him.

What felt like an eternity was only mere seconds. The war mount would break the free fall, igniting it's thrusters and slowing their decent. Strider's HUD flared to life with contact reports and priority task indictors pinging on his map. Split second decisions and The marshal was directing the Calvary towards the city to engage the Vong and their creatures of war.

"Atce traat'aliit!" «Alpha squad » His gruff voice broke over the squadron dedicated channel " Follow me in! Uesu traat'aliit «Bravo squad », Go high and lets scatter our firing patterns against the dovin basils!"

Simple orders, he did not need to get into extreme details and complexities of an attack plan with his vode. They all knew what was expected of them and they sure as hell knew how to bring battle to the enemy. Once in range Strider would take his squad of basilisks straight at the vong mixed formations. Didn't matter how big or ugly they got, it was the same. Continuous and unrelenting violence was going to win the day and he had plenty of violence left in him. The baslisks unleash hell upon the vong with all their ordinance and ranged weapons. The riders, including strider, would use the Plasma Lance's ranged mode and assisted their mounts in the volley. Alpha squad was going to take the main focus with the Hopes of Bravo being able to land more accurate hits past the Dovin basils as they came in high.
 

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