Bitch, It's On., MATTHEW VS. JOSH.

Aight, Son.

Its on.

We're gonna have us a fun RP battle, bitch. You're UNSC, I'm Covie.

UNSC OBJECTIVE: Get the UNSC Carrier A New Dawn through the Covenant blockade, at all costs.

COVENANT OBJECTIVE: Don't let any shit through, yo.

UNSC STUFF:

1 UNSC Carrier
4 UNSC Cruisers
5 UNSC Destroyers

COVIE STUFF:

4 Covie Destroyers
2 Covie Cruisers

Crew aboard ships is like full, and we can pretty much use common sense on that stuff. Game starts with UNSC pulling out of slipspace a bit away from the planet being blockaded, with the Covie fleet in sight between the planet at the UNSC Stuff. You go first, Revan?

OOC: Quick question: do we have AIs of any sort?

OOC: I'd say you have a Dumb AI aboard each ship, with an extra smart one on the Carrier. Sound good? LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED GOGOGOGOGO.

"Status!" cried Captain Gabriel Cutter. His eyes widened at the sight of the shark-like ships in front of his view port. They stared, dauntingly at him. They were so smooth, and sleek; curving almost perfectly at the center and bulging out ever-so gently at the nose of the ship. It's tail and back end was large and angled upward slightly. Upon the UNSC's arrival, the back end of these six beasts lit up and slowly began to move forward. Their energy shields glistened as it moved about space as a shark would through water. You could tell by the way it moved, that it had seen something interesting, wanted it, and was now in the process of gaining it.

"We're at full power on our engines, but our MAC cannon isn't loaded. Our Archer Missile Pods are all online though. We've also got one Shiva left over. Six Covenant Ships are dead ahead Sir; diagnostics are showing them to be four Destroyers and two Cruisers." Spoke an engineer named Jacob Strous. He was young, but he knew his job well.

Cutter placed both hands on the railing in front of him and pushed his weight upon them. He leaned slightly, staring out the view port of his Destroyer.

"We outnumber them, but we're outgunned." he sighed, then finished. "Begin charging up our MAC, and set up the Shiva to launch on my mark. But program it to remote detonate from my station. Open up a Combat-Group wide COMM."

"MAC loading up now Sir--it's at 60 percent--and Shiva being reprogrammed now. Your COMM channel is open. . . " he paused to type in commands at his station. "Now, Sir."

"Alright everyone, we're engaging them. I want three Cruisers on that Carrier. Our main objective--remember--is to reach planetside and offload those troops. Two Cruisers, one on the left, and one of the right of that Carrier, along with one in front of it. Stay tight, but don't bump into each other. Cruisers have deeper armor plating, so prepare to take the bullet for that Carrier if need be. I'll be engaging them with all the Destroyers and the remaining Cruiser. Stay in a loose formation attack group, I don't want anyone of us who get taken out to spew debris all over another ship. Focus mainly on those Destroyers. They pose the most risk, and will be easier to take out. Alright; I'm not sure what else to say then. Happy hunting, and good luck. May God be with us."

The ships began to do as ordered.

Sweat began to appear at the seam of his hairline and his forehead. Gabriel swept his hand over his head and slicked back his black hair. He wasn't sure if he could do this; but D*** just sitting back and watching.

"MAC is at 75 percent now Sir."

Cutter nodded and added an "Aye." for good measure.

"May God be with us indeed." he whispered to himself.

"There...... humans....." Muttered an eerily thoughtful Quax 'Fulsalee, before being interupted.

"I smell 'em!" Cried an energetic Grunt, fooling himself, considering such a feat was impossible.

"Silence, ChooChoo! I am trying to think. Is the fleet in order?" Barked a jaded 'Fulsalee.

"Yes, Master 'Fulsalee. The Infinite Revenge is juxtaposed to our handsome Endless Repent, with the broadside of the ship facing the oncoming humans. The four Destroyers are all in their specified positions, creating a box in front of our location. All looks fine, sir." Reported a nearby elite.

"Excellent. Open channels to all ships of the fleet. I believe this party is about to begin."

"Yes, my lord!" Cried another outgoing elite. Oddly enough, the aura of the entire Covenant position seemed to be one of excitement. They were obviously outnumbered, but they didn't seem to care. To one familiar with Covenant Officers, the reason for this aura of certainty would be apparent. Fleet Commander Quax 'Fulsalee had an amazing record. He had battered fleets much large than his, and was a master at fooling the UNSC. Honestly, the Covenant forces saw no reason to fret. They were sure of a swift and explosive victory.

Soon enough, the channel was opened to all six ships of the Covenant blockade. Quax cleared his decrepit throat before opening his mouth to address the men under his command. "I would usually give an uplifting speech to inspire you, my fellow comrades, but I don't believe such a thing is necessary. Just looking at the pitiful human attempts to save this world make me chuckle. This small strike force of theirs won't fare any better than the one before, or the one before that. Victory is within our reach, now let us snatch it."

Quax's sarcastic and egotistical little piece had riled up the Grunts into a controlled frenzy, while spreading a smirk to every pompous elite. He grinned, having successfully fulfilled his goal.

"All Destroyers, slowly advance upon the enemy, keeping in your box formation. Keep your shields up, though drain power from shielding of your backside, not needing protection, in order to commence charging Plasma Torpedoes, Pulse Lasers, and Point-Defense Cannons. Cruisers, please power down shields to expedite the charging of Energy Projectors and Point-Defense Cannons."

Quax paused for a moment, to ensure his orders were carried out. They quickly were.

"The instant we see a volley of Archer Missile fire emerge, I want all Destroyers to fire upon enemy positions, wherever you please. With any luck, our own salvo will cut down their missiles before impacting human vessels. After those two volleys, I want both Cruisers ready to coordinate Energy Projector fire for the UNSC Cruiser in front of the Carrier. Coordinate efforts to hit the exact same spot somewhere close to the back of the ship, hopefully drilling a hole right through the hull. Remember, comrades. Only charge and prep weapons that have a direct view of the enemy. That is all."

Orders were quickly carried out as the Covenant Vessels awaited the UNSC's first move.

This post has been edited by Haru on Dec 19 2008, 05:25 PM

As the UNSC ships drifted toward the obviously larger ships, Captain Cutter stiffened his back. He was waiting. The ship was just about to be in range, and the MAC was almost online. If one were so inclined, they would be able to listen and hear the MAC slug being slowly pushed or slid into the giant barrel of the rail gun. The Destroyer rocketed forward, and limbered through space. But the engines of the Covenant Ships glowed with a blue/white light, and began to push the predators ever-closer to the Human ships.

"MAC gun is online Captain; Archer Missiles are ready. Shiva is also ready to launch, on your mark. Control is being transferred to your station now." Jacob said.

"We can't fire the Shiva yet; the EMP would disable every ship in range; including that Carrier. We'll wait until they are into the atmosphere. Hold for a moment." Gabriel watched as the range moved closer and closer. They could fire, but he was waiting. And then he saw what he was waiting for. The Covenant weapons began to light up slightly--charging.

"But all power but minimum for MAC control and Archer Missile control to the engines, send us forward Strous. I want a collusion course with those two Destroyers in front of us. Give control of all the thrusters, MAC, and Archer Missile Pods to me and my station now." Said the Captain.

"Done." Replied Jacob.

The Destroyer leaped forward. Along with the MAC slug from the ship. It flew forward, contacting with the nose of the first Destroyer, causing it to rock back, and downward slightly. 6 more MACs flew forward from guns of the other ships, impacting on the Destroyers, 3 for the one next to Gabriel, and 2 for the one that he had shot before. But the UNSC Destroyer flew forward, and Gabriel used the thrusters to angel the ship sideways, toward the Covenant ship. As it flew passed it, he fired all of the Archer Missiles of the left side of the UNSC Destroyer into the unprotected backside, and engines. of the Covenant Destroyer.

"Hmmm? What's this? The fleet seems to only be attacking in small parties. These ships are attacking us while... the remainder is making an attempt to break through. Attention! All Ships! Focus Fire on the Carrier and its escorts! Those being engaged by enemy forces, fend off your agressors. We'll help you in a bit." Cried Quax.

Soon enough, the first of the UNSC destroyers to open fire did just that. A MAC round was fired, and screamed through empty space before impacting on the shielding of the Destroyer in the top left corner of the formation. The Destroyer surged backwards as the force took its toll upon the unit's shielding.

"The shields should hold. The enemy is charging you, though. Pull back and take advantage of the jumpstart graciously given to you by our enemies." Quax commanded the destroyer under attack. In the next instant, though, more MAC Rounds tore through space. The Covenant Destroyers were pushed back even further, as the UNSC Destroyer continued to pursue the retreating Destroyers. Finally, the enemy destroyer closed in.

"Cut engines! Divert all engine power to shielding the entire ship, whilst retaining weapons charged!" Quax cried. Suddenly, the ship's engines ceased to hum, and shielding slowly spread to embrace the entire ship. The UNSC Destroyer finally collided, crashing into the newly-raised shields of the ship, and releasing a volley of Archer Missile fire to no avail. Explosions rocked the shields, and they most likely injured the destroyer as well. After all Archer Missiles had clashed into the shielding, the shields flickered and fell.

"FIRE!" Cried Quax, as the Covenant Destroyer, point-blank to the UNSC Destroyer, kicked its engines on, rotating to produce its side to the enemy, as well as pulling back a bit, and released 20 or so Pulse Lasers into the enemy hull clustered around the middle of the ship, followed by a plasma torpedo round right into the hull where pulse lasers had already weakened the unit's armor.

Meanwhile, all of the remaining Covenant Ships had turned to face the carrier and its escorts, whilst charging weapons. "All units, take down that Carrier!" Cried Quax. Answering his call, all ships released all the firepower they had, all aimed at the direction of the carrier. Of course, a cruiser still blocked the carrier from fire, but careful firing would hopefully bring the escorts down.

75 Pulse Lasers, were first released from three Covenant Destroyers, all aimed for the cruiser blocking the carrier from view. After that, the Destroyers released Plasma Torpedoes, arcing the rounds above and over the cruiser to hit the carrier from the top.

The two Covenant Cruisers, all the while, had risen above the remaining Covenant Formation, giving a top-side view of the enemy carrier. The two ships flicked with energy as small beams of light erupted from both ships, boring deep into the Carrier's engine area.

After firing, all ships quickly bolstered shields with all they could spare, and waited for the enemy's next move.

And then Matt and Josh did not want the game to get in the middle of their relationship, so they ended it here.

Necro, Warning Raised

Oh no, now I know why you guys bitch about it. Oh wait its not a F***ing big deal, its just a friendly warning, I dont know why you guys get all F***ing ballistic when I do it.

Topic Closed Due Continuation Of Necro