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Imperial esplanade

Redemption-america wrote:I think it helped him that the first debate was in home territory, but I doubt he has the money/name recognition to make any serious noise. Though IMHO I do like him more than the rest of what is generally a craptastic (again) Republican field.

Don't think he'd want to be Secretary of State either. He's too blunt for that job.

LOL, imagine Donald Trump as SecState.

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Redemption-america

Estruia wrote:I just hope he isn't made Secretary of Education. He gutted Ohio's schools.

Yeah. That's his biggest drawback, along with the trainwreck that was SB5.

Imperial esplanade wrote:LOL, imagine Donald Trump as SecState.

Nope. Not doing it.

I'm voting for Kodos.

Estruia wrote:I just hope he isn't made Secretary of Education. He gutted Ohio's schools.

Can't be any worse than making Ted Cruz the chairman of the Senate Commerce Subcommittee on Space, Science and Competitiveness.

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Imperial esplanade

Confederate States 0f America wrote:Can't be any worse than making Ted Cruz the chairman of the Senate Commerce Subcommittee on Space, Science and Competitiveness.

Or Bobby Jindal being named the Secretary of either Education or Health and Human Services

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Imperial esplanade

Estruia wrote:Or the mayor of Louisiana. Wait, that actually happened.

*Governor

And believe me, I KNOW what that's like... I live in Louisiana...

Agua del feugo

Carly Fiorina... That is the guy that destroyed HP. She keeps on touting her abilities and leadership but I could have sworn the board kicked her out after that disastrous merger with COMPAQ. She is a Palin 3.0 for me. A reason not to go to the polls.

Rubio... kinda like him, but I still recall his awfully sweaty response to the state of the union a few years back.

What is it now 18 canidates in the Republican side and two maybe three when Biden declares?

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if the US actually had a functional multiparty system.

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Redemption-america

Agua del feugo wrote:Carly Fiorina... That is the guy that destroyed HP. She keeps on touting her abilities and leadership but I could have sworn the board kicked her out after that disastrous merger with COMPAQ. She is a Palin 3.0 for me. A reason not to go to the polls.

Rubio... kinda like him, but I still recall his awfully sweaty response to the state of the union a few years back.

What is it now 18 canidates in the Republican side and two maybe three when Biden declares?

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if the US actually had a functional multiparty system.

Britain has one of those and they have UKIP. It doesn't make anything better.

Imperial esplanade wrote:*Governor

And believe me, I KNOW what that's like... I live in Louisiana...

Mayor. It's totally mayor.

Imperial esplanade wrote:*Governor

And believe me, I KNOW what that's like... I live in Louisiana...

Oh God. I can't believe I messed up that badly. I have brought shame upon my family. >.<

I meant Governor. >.<

The azerothian union

Estruia wrote:Oh God. I can't believe I messed up that badly. I have brought shame upon my family. >.<

Looks like you'll have to commit sudoku.

Estruia and Imperial esplanade

Imperial esplanade

The azerothian union wrote:Looks like you'll have to commit sudoku.

Or move to Louisiana, both of which is equally as painful with Bobby as Governor.

The azerothian union wrote:Looks like you'll have to commit sudoku.

Or I'll just drink enough tonight to forget I did this. It's what I usually do on Friday, anyway.

The azerothian union

Estruia wrote:Or I'll just drink enough tonight to forget I did this. It's what I usually do on Friday, anyway.

Man, it'll be my Birthday in a week. Gonna get smashed, turning 21.

New empire of japan and New frankia

Imperial esplanade

Estruia wrote:Or I'll just drink enough tonight to forget I did this. It's what I usually do on Friday, anyway.

Don't forget.

http://www.websudoku.com/

Estruia

New empire of japan

Estruia wrote:Oh God. I can't believe I messed up that badly. I have brought shame upon my family. >.<

I have my Kit-Kat prepared for your sudoku, Estruia-san!

Estruia

Greater caprica

Breaking News
The Caprican liner, H.M.S. Royal Sapphire has been quarantined following a potential terrorist threat. The liner has been forced adrift approximately 60 AU from the colony of Samaris. Official reports from the National Caprican Health Organization, otherwise known as the C.H.O. have reported a possible biological infection of some sort, while the Department of Defense has denied claims of it being some form of terrorist attack. The liner has 17,583 guests on board, with over 14,000 Capricans and 3,000 foreign guests of varying countries. So far the D.o.D. along with the C.H.O. are prepping for a biological response unit to board the vessel.

Little communication has been made and has so far been strictly confidential in the past half hour of the incident however the C.H.O. will be making an international announcement to comfort families and friends in Caprica and abroad. Witnesses say the liner spontaneously jumped near Samaris and began drifting without steering or propulsion. Public transportation around the liner has been restricted. Meanwhile a live feed of the distraught liner is shown revealing flickering lights, the ship listed ever so slightly with its stabilizers knocked offline. Several gunships and a single cruiser are around the vessel while probes scan the hull of the liner up close, shining bright flood lights and scanners.

New frankia

The Lion Wakes

The lion wakes whilst the Sith Lord baits.
The wolf slumbers whilst the Caedian lumbers
The Realm doth grow whilst the common folk do sow

The bard did not have a scrap of originality in Adelards' opinion but what could you expect from a Neustrasian? All they ever did was rehash tales of the glory of the Caedis Wars in the Clovidian era many thousands of years ago. Yes, the Caedian Wars in which the allies of the Clovidians had brought that sorry thing called a war to a proper end. Still, Adelards could not but smirk at their over the top means of execution. Before Adelards could recall in what order the Sith Lord was punished his HMD's ringtone went off.

Not really caring for the performance anyway, he left without bothering to hear the rest. Outside the Hall of Joy stood sentries clad in the blue and gold armor of Adelards house in the summer's heat. They did not as much as bow their heads as their Lord did pass; if they had, they would have been replaced with others mindful of their place. As Donan got in his staff car he tapped the window separating him and the chauffeur.

"My manse, now, and step on it."

Within a few minutes and several hundred miles Adelards' floating manse loomed before them. Upon arriving, Adelards dismissed his chauffeur and headed towards his sanctuary. As the Minister of Foreign Relations, Adelards had been gifted this floating den of vice by the Frankian government upon his being appointed to the Ministry upon being selected by the High Command and approved by the Crown. As a Smith's Son Adelards did not care for what petty luxuries or trinkets that the Frankian Authority had bestowed upon him. He would have given it all away had it not been for these things being needed for impressing foreign dignitaries.

As Adelards at last reached his quarters he reached for his HDM and placed it on a holotable. Immediately a woman appeared before him arrayed in the grey and white restricted to members of the High Command.

Foreign Minister, this is Fleetlord Graal of the Indefinite Waste informing you that various Frankian VIPs are being held in quarantine by the Caprican government after an incident of some sort on the H.M.S Royal Sapphire . You are to be dispatched at once along with a delegation to confer with the Caprican government on this matter. Over and out.

Adelards sighed, and gazed out the window to glimpse the twin suns of Mystra setting in the west. He thought of the last time the Frankians had used diplomacy to resolve a diplomatic crisis and could think of none. When it came to diplomacy, the Frankians were apt to either drop the hammer or retire in splendid isolation. Things were about to get very, very interesting.

United states 0f america

Greater caprica

H.M.S. Royal Sapphire
A hazmat team slowly closes on the liners starboard side. For the past couple hours attempts were made to make contact with the vessel however all attempts were in vain. The gunships stabilizers spew plasma in short bursts as it aligns with the hanger bay door, gently aligning before making a seal on the hull of the liner. Welding begins as hazmat teams begin to break in. Biological preliminary scans revealed multiple dead on board, with faint scans of isolated groups of people sparse throughout the vessel.

Caprica City, Capitol building
President Elliot and several joint chiefs of staff sit along a sleek, shined, black table. President Elliot has his hands cupped anxiously on the table while several others listen to a briefing by C.H.O. head Michelle Lenkin.

"Approximately 3 hours ago at 1130 Caprica Central time the liner H.M.S. Royal Sapphire jumped into the Samaris system with no response from the officers and personnel on board. A holographic live feed takes form in a shape of a oval in the center of the table along its axis. The ship had made an automated jump to the system with distress signals pinging on our emergency waves broadcasting a biological catastrophe protocol. The ships systems tell us it had just arrived from the water world territory of "Nyphia," located near the Corona Australis nebula. Our scans estimate up to 14,400 are already dead on board with around 3,1800 estimated survivors."

The room got silent, the rustling of tablets and chairs ceases as everyone in the room takes in the information.

"Do we know where this virus-" Secretary of Health and Human Resources paused, clearing his throat. "Whatever it is came from?"

"No. We don't." Lenkin said bluntly.

"Our Hazmat team is boarding the vessel now as we speak. We'll be able to see what they see through their integrated eye softwares." Lenkin said calmly.

The hologram changed shape into individual cubes, one for each hazmat team member.

H.M.S. Royal Sapphire
As the welding to the hull gave way the team punched a hole through the sheets and began making their way into the hanger. Lights flickered as power fluctuations were spread throughout the ship. Luxury yachts and other craft were parked in the hanger, hoisted into the ceiling by large metallic arms and beams. Blue emergency lights lit up the hanger casting it in a blue hue as the team made their way farther into it. The ship had been put into lock down, with all bulkheads shut.

"No sign of anyone yet." One hazmat member said.

"Lets get this bulk head open and head to the bridge." The major said.

One member kneel'd and popped open a large metallic briefcase. The top end of the case had a computer and several small 4 inch needle-like drones were brought online. They took off and scattered into air vents to scan the ship internally.

The team overrided the bulkhead and proceeded down a long corridor and turned a corner, repeating the same process for over ten minutes after another couple bulkheads. Suddenly the team found splotches of blood and vomit on the floor and walls.

"Sir I think we have something over here!" One member said.

"Get a sample!" A girl shouted as another team member got a vile jar and began scooping up the debris with varying utensils. Suddenly a beeper notified the commander, sending him a feed from one of the drones in his visor.

"My god." He mumbled to himself.

"What is it! What do you see commander!?" The girl said curiously.

"Its the necroa virus. Its back." The commander said as he watched a corpse kneel'd over a body, feasting furiously at its organs of some poor cruise officer.

"Thats impossible! The nanites have been programmed to...and the cures...have been around for several decades now!" Stammered a young team member.

"That was the last strain, this could be a new strain entirely. We need to turn back now." The commander ordered.

"Yes sir."

"Lets get out of here."

Mutters and worrying retorts were made as the commander turned around in an about face and began heading back to the ship.

"We need to go. The drones will finish our job here. We need marines deployed to get to the bridge and find out what happened." The commander said. Suddenly an echo of a moan was heard down the corridors, bouncing off the walls.

"What was that." One man said softly.

"Everyone be quiet. Dim your lights."

The sounds of foot steps running tapped against the marble floor.

"Its coming toward us."

"Let me take lead." The commander said.

The team quickly hustled down the corridors back before a suite door was flung open almost hitting one hazmat member to his feet.

"Help us!" Whimpered a young teen as he grasped at the hazmats suit desperately.

"Sir we have a live one! We found somebody." The team member said backing quickly away from the boy. He shined a bright light onto him, the blue eyes dilating quickly and his face contorting with fright.

"Get him up. Wheres the rest son?" The commander asked.

"Its just me and my sister...my mo-mo-mo-mom is dead. She didn't turn though." The teen admitted sulking, his eyes dashing back and forth to the team members frantically.

"How long ago did she pass?" The woman knelt down to the teen.

"At least 4 hours ago, she shouldve come back by now. We've been hiding in the closet and shes been locked in the bedroom." The teen replied.

"Get the stretcher and tie her down." The commander said. "We'll bring her back into the ship."

The team quickly went to work as a young girl came timidly out from behind the door to the suite.

2 hours later...
President Elliot has announced to the international community a varying strain of the Zombie Virus is believed to have returned and has been prevalent on the H.M.S. Royal Sapphire. Current estimates place the death toll at around 14,400 making it the worst catastrophe in the recent decades. All locations and former ports of the liners travels have been immediately quarantined. Stockpiles of the cure have begun disbursement and mandatory testing for the virus have been made in all necessary locations. An initial report explained that so far all previous ports of the Sapphire have had no sightings or reports of the virus. So far the government has determined this is an isolated incident of the liner, with no individuals reporting any worrying symptoms related to the virus. Never the less, all safety precautions will be carried out. With mandatory re-vaccinations and stronger vaccines to be released in the coming days to everyone.

New frankia

United states 0f america

Over 856 American tourists have been confirmed to be residing on the H.M.S. Sapphire. A medical cruiser has been dispatched to the Samaris system and an inquiry with the Caprican government has been opened to begin joint cooperation to prevent the disease from a potential outbreak. Panic has been low in light of the jarring news of a return of the virus. Given Caprica and the U.S. are the largest trading partners the economical and social impacts are going to be the heaviest felt outside Caprica.

A joint investigation to the last destination the liner visited has begun planning by Caprican and American officials to system OLH-483 where the liner visited a water world.

Greater caprica wrote:Breaking News
The Caprican liner, H.M.S. Royal Sapphire has been quarantined following a potential terrorist threat. The liner has been forced adrift approximately 60 AU from the colony of Samaris. Official reports from the National Caprican Health Organization, otherwise known as the C.H.O. have reported a possible biological infection of some sort, while the Department of Defense has denied claims of it being some form of terrorist attack. The liner has 17,583 guests on board, with over 14,000 Capricans and 3,000 foreign guests of varying countries. So far the D.o.D. along with the C.H.O. are prepping for a biological response unit to board the vessel.

Little communication has been made and has so far been strictly confidential in the past half hour of the incident however the C.H.O. will be making an international announcement to comfort families and friends in Caprica and abroad. Witnesses say the liner spontaneously jumped near Samaris and began drifting without steering or propulsion. Public transportation around the liner has been restricted. Meanwhile a live feed of the distraught liner is shown revealing flickering lights, the ship listed ever so slightly with its stabilizers knocked offline. Several gunships and a single cruiser are around the vessel while probes scan the hull of the liner up close, shining bright flood lights and scanners.

Kaufmannstadt

The Imperial Palace loomed over the Ancient city, whose inhabitants slept quietly in their homes. Inside the gargantuan Palace, Empress Maria Theresa XVIII slept soundly and at peace - knowing that her Empire was safe and secure. She was woken from a deep slumber by the sound of a heavy knocking on her Chamber door. The Empress' personal attendant, a portly middle-aged woman, opened the door slightly; letting the light from the hall outside flood the room. The man outside whispered to the Empress' attendant. By now, the elderly Empress was sat up in her bed; the covers drawn close around her.

"Let him in, Marlene," ordered Empress Maria.

"As you wish, Your Majesty," responded her attendant, who stood aside and allowed the unknown man into the room.

"Your Imperial Highness, I have been sent by Lady Helena, of the Imperial Intelligence Services. She intercepted chatter on Caprican frequencies. There has been a supposed terrorist attack against a civilian cruise liner. There are reports of a biological contaminant being released inside of the ship. I was ordered to apprise you of the situation and the actions she wishes to take. She wishes to issue orders to the Humanitarian Fleet to dispatch I.H.S "Rose of Sharon" Medical Cruiser," said the unnamed Courier.

"Very well. Return to Lady Helena and tell her she has Imperial approval. In addition to the I.H.S "Rose of Sharon", have her dispatch orders to deploy the I.H.S "Empress Sophia Nina" Medical Frigate. They may need the additional help," responded the Alabaster-skinned Empress.

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Sector of Space containing the H.M.S Royal Sapphire

Nearby vessels would have picked up the Medical status transmitted by the two Estruian vessels just moments before the pale green FTL portals opened. The two vessels slowly crept forward from within the swirling mists within the portals. They continually transmitted their status as Medical vessels to ensure that none mistook their presence as an aggressive move. The lead vessel, the I.H.S "Rose of Sharon", dwarfed the trailing vessel. It was more than eight times the size of the Medical Frigate that followed behind. Both vessels bore the Imperial Crest, the dual-headed Black Eagle on a sea of Gold, as well as "HUMANITARIAN VESSEL" in bold black writing across their sides.

Once both of the Estruian ships had fully exited their respective FTL portals, the I.H.S "Rose of Sharon" transmitted an open message for all to hear.

"We mean no harm. We are here to fulfill our Humanitarian mandate. We are here to provide care for those who are in need; to provide support to the Caprican Government however we can."

Though they did not have the official Caprican frequencies, they still attempted to contact the Capricans.

"If you can hear us, please respond. Our Empress has ordered us to provide what aid and support that we can. Again, if you can hear us, please respond."

The two ships reduced their sublight speeds to 10% and awaited a response.

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Greater caprica

H.M.S. Royal Sapphire
G.C.S. Brecken Bridge
"Sir we're tracking two Estruian medical vessels approaching the system."

"Let them through the interdiction and lets get our teams mobilized. I'm sure we'll see more foreign aid come to the situation." Commander Sero said while gazing over the list of passengers. It read of several varying countries and Capricans.

As soon as the Estruian vessels jumped in they were hailed by the G.C.S. Brecken.

This is G.C.S. Brecken, we appreciate your hastily response to the incident. Youre granted permission into Caprican space, please meet Commander Sero on board in Hangar A. We're sending you our latest intel on the situation.We'll be prepping to deploy marines and doctors on board at 1900 hours.

Simultaneously a live feed of the hazmat team and their recordings of their short expedition were sent to the Estruians. As well as all scans and reports of the ship and few remaining survivors locked within.

Hazmat Team
Meanwhile the team hastily ran into the hangar, body stretcher in tow. The mothers limbs and head were tied down tight, with a muzzle over her mouth. Meanwhile the daughter was being carried on the back of a young woman while the boy ran along side. Moans and screeches were heard far down the corridors as if they were being chased.

"Hurry! Get into the ship!" The commander shouted.

"Get these two some IV's stat. Theyre dehyrdated." Another member said as the young teen and daughter were hoisted up the ship. Bright flood lights casted long shadows across the hangar as the the group quickly climbed in. As the doors began shutting three objects came sprinting around the corner, arms flailing and wide eyed.

"Detach! Detach!"

The gun ships propulsion system blasted against the hull of the ship as it pulled away, the drop in pressure causing the three undead to get launched out of the hangar.

Nyphaia
A small floating city glistened off the water as a strong front overhead began moving in casting half of it in a darkening shadow. Nyphia was dotted with small communities on the ocean, with a large tourism industry and retail focus. A young man walked along a boardwalk, browsing through the web on his integrated neural system- chuckling to himself at a meme. A heavy gust began to glow as he leaned against the railing to look down at the waves splashing against the metallic sea wall.

Suddenly a woman shouted, dropping her bags filled with preppy clothes and high end dresses. The man startled, looked up and saw a man attacking her brutally. He took a step back in shock and went to turn around- tripping on an uneven brick in the pavement.

"What the fu-"
"Help!"
"I need help!"
"Call 911!"

Multiple screams could be heard as the boardwalk, once filled with people mulling about their vacation or daily life turned into disorder. A police cruiser wailed overhead, sirens blaring as the chaos began to unfold, it hovered over a large crowd of the undead, loading its caliber guns into it in a desperate attempt to stop the horde. A sports car attempted to take off in the mess, before suddenly being smothered in corpses, snarling and wailing forcing the car from taking off. The car veered forward and crashed into the railings, plunging into the ocean.

More sirens could be heard as the street grew into an apocalyptic scene. The young man stumbled forward. his hand getting stepped on by a person as they sprinted away. He cringed and yet out a yelp before he felt a loss of feeling in his back. He turned around to see a rage-filled woman sinking her teeth into him. Punching her violently he was able to free himself. Another one lunged onto him, then a third, and a fourth and he went down. Screaming in agony and blood pooling all around him.

Meanwhile in low orbit, one heavy cruiser and three medical cruisers jumped in and began scans of the planet.

The second brotherhood of planets

OOC: Silent Hill in Space? Resident Evil in Space? Halo Flood in Space? I are curious and wish to learn more before submitting an "official" response.

Redemption-america

The second brotherhood of planets wrote:OOC: Silent Hill in Space? Resident Evil in Space? Halo Flood in Space? I are curious and wish to learn more before submitting an "official" response.

I believe the term you're looking for is "Overdone Concept in Space."

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