RPG Topia E-war

[dinoman666]

*Moments before exploding in a brilliant fireball, the Collector Cruiser fires one last particle beam, puncturing the damaged ship's shields and piercing its hull*

[Giratina93]

*The ship that's hit spins out of control, small fires erupting in several places, before regaining control, the ship moves abck into position, the crew onboard of it still alive...*

Meta-Ridley: Good... That was rather fast... now, to pass through this area and head straight onward to the Colelctor's base to get what we want and lay waste to the collectors!

*The ships ben to mvoe through the area, heading for the COllector's base...*

[dinoman666]

*As the ships move towards the Omega 4 Relay, they are enveloped in a red energy field and launched at light speed into the galactic core. Upon exiting, the fleet finds itself trapped inside a truly gigantic debris field made of ancient starships, the chunks more than large enough to damage even the 5-kilometer cruisers. The are almost immediately pounded with enormous pieces of this debris, rapidly depleting shields and rending the exposed hull of the damaged ship*

[Giratina93]

Meta-Ridley: why those little- ALL SHIPS OPEN FIRE! BLAST AWAY THAT DAMAGING DEBRIS AND PAVE A PATH TO THE COLLECTOR BASE!

*All twenty ships fire their lasers and plasma missles, blasting apart the debris, in some cases even vaporizing it, thsoe ships that are battered by the debris rock back and forth, those onboard trying to stabilize them...*

[dinoman666]

*The debris field extends to the sides as far as the eye can see, only a small area around the actual Collector Base free of the debris ring. The massive hulks of long-dead ships continue to crash into the Space Pirate fleet, the weapons of the ships doing little to stop the tumbling trajectory of the larger, life-threatening chunks*

[Giratina93]

Meta-Ridley: DAMNIT! We have to find a way to get to that base without getting pummeled! wait a sec... I haz an idea... (THank you, stolen Covenant technology!)

*The twenty Space Pirate ships head into an artificially generated slipspace rupture, as if giving up on the Collector base...*

[dinoman666]

(You could've just gone up and over the debris field, but okay...)

*The Collectors, well-aware of the ruse, have no reason to do anything. Dozens of Collector Cruisers around the Collector Base, however, prepare to fire their weapons as soon as the Space Pirate ships emerge from Slipspace*

[Giratina93]

(-____- How was I supposed to know that there weren't any asteroids just floating ABOVE the Space Pirate fleet and blocking them in?!?! Oh, and last post until I get back from school... battery's about to die on me ight now.)

*A massive slipspace rupture opens up above the Colletor's base, but nothing comes out... except for a small piece of metal, actually a retuned NOVA bomb, weakened so as to not harm Tina inside the base, said bomb having been made specifically for this mission, the nuke, too small to be picked up on any radars, explodes, a massive wall of instant death spreads out, heading right toward the Colelctor base and their fleet...*

[dinoman666]

*Because of the unpredictability of Slipspace travel near a supermassive black hole--Covenant tech or otherwise--the NOVA bomb ends up arriving next to the black hole and is promptly sucked away before it detonates*

[The Kingpin]

A Tyrant? no...But a Ruler whose hand is forced? definately.

*Serpents form around the eyeballs, massive jaws widening and engulfing them, darkness overcasting Gira's gaze, as suddenly he finds himself standing in a dark room, a single flickering light in the center of it, the Webmaster standing on the opposite side, staring at him intently, the reflection of the light showing Gira his own reflection in the shades, only to reveal the fiery reddish cat-like eyes behind when the light dims, the flickering causing an eerie image*

In some ways, we are alike...We both reach our hands forward for power....the difference is....you try to take what is not yours....whereas i take what belongs to no one...while my path is unobstructed....yours leads you to your own destruction. My order would see you freed of your problems. With all your NPCs before me, i could show you your flaws...and through that...your path to freedom. Unfortunately...it's too late for you. No amount of effort could repair the damage you've already wrought upon yourself...

*two large cobras slither out of the darkness to either side of me, their hoods alone the size of a grown man in height, and almost as wide across as a man's height, their heads revealing large, Rex-like teeth, a hawk's beak-like boney formation on the ends of their snouts, their burning yellow eyes gazing forward with a cold fury that could almost be felt through eye contact, the hissing coming deep and loud*

[Giratina93]

*Both eyes narrow, before dissolving into Anti-matter, the anti-matter begins to take form, swirling and building upon itself, before reformin ginto me, in my origin Forme, just outside the snake's strike range...*

My path to power is already complete, and has been for quite some time now... I am content with me ruling the Distortion World. THere, I am unrestricted by rules, by government, or by others trying to usurp my power. Your quest for power, however, is compromised by you being restricted by your own rules. The king is not above the law... here on the Site, you are restrained from total dictatorship by TT, by the mods, an dby the rules you implimented... and by you seekin gadditional power, it is all very clear to me that YOU are the one whose pathway leads to destruction! THere is only one truth... and your delusional vision that YOU govern everything here and that your path is perfect are not in that truth!

*Due to the Space Pirates having managed to perfect slip-space travel and ruptures, the NOVA bomb is dropped out just out of reach of the Black Hole, where it explodes...*

[dinoman666]

*Nevertheless, despite the NOVA being UNSC technology and not Space Pirate, the NOVA Bomb's energy is all sucked into the black hole, protecting the Collector Base*

[The Kingpin]

That, in itself is perfection. One cannot have total freedom, or else there will be corruption...chaos. i have absolute power....but by the mods and admins around me that power is directed. kept in check. creating a perfect world outside of the reality we all know and live. should a war break out, that perfection is put at risk. so of course....anything that may instigate a war....must be eliminated. you, Giratina...are one such example. it is as a result of your presence and those who flock to follow your example that wars have broken out across the site's history. and thus.....the only solution....is to restrict your freedom to commit such discord....and failing that....utterly destroy you. Whatever is written on the canvas that is this site.....is under my control. if i must remind you.....i will.


*Gira is forcefully returned to a human form*

Now....if you must oppose me....oppose me as a man...not an animal of fantasy which has no power here...

[UndeadRaptor]

*The armada finally breaks out of slip-space close to the Collector base where the two fleets of space pirates and Collectors are fighting against eachother. Dropships and fighters are quickly deployed from the hangars of carriers and my ship as the agency rushes to their vehicles in a nearby hangar, before turning them on and flying out of my ship*

Scout: Seems like we're here. Everyone! To the dropships, go!

Washington: Alright, the moment these birds land, get out there and shoot anything that moves, except the package. Got it?

Agents: Yes sir!

Meta: <Again, whatever...>

[dinoman666]

*The newly-arrived armada also arrives in the middle of the debris field, and they are suddenly smashed from all directions, the sheer force of the debris making ships crash into each other due to the number of them. The dropships and fighters are completely annihilated as they enter the debris field, barely enough room to maneuver between the giant chunks of ship*

[UndeadRaptor]

*Lasers quickly begin clearing the debris field of it's dangers thanks to the ships, as two badly damaged pelicans barely escape the field and head towards the base. Small escape pods seem to rupture from where explosions went off, as teams that filled the dropships fly out safely towards the base aswell as multiple fighters*

Wash: That was TOO d**n close! We gotta make it through this fight, guys!

Agent: Sir, we're burning on the left wing! Pretty bad damage, we may not hold up for long!

God damnit, keep those parts and rubble away from the armada! Any more damage to the shields and we're dead, got it?!

[dinoman666]

(In case you were wondering, there IS a way out of the debris field I mentioned earlier... )

*The smaller ships are intercepted and chased by Oculi, which fire accurate red particle beams at the smaller craft, the beams ignoring shields completely. The debris field barely thins, continuing to batter the armada, now starting to inflict real damage on the ships' hulls*

[UndeadRaptor]

Oh f**k it! Move as much power to those d**n shields as possible! Save power to the engines only! We're ramming through it!

Pilot: Sir, yes sir!

Washington: Move these things! Turn and fire missiles if we get attacked, pilot!

Pilot: Got it!

Meta: <Open the back door, I'll teach these "fighters" a lesson.>

*The fleet's ships begin pushing forward out of the debris field, their shields greatly holding up as the more manuverable fighters fighting Collector ships evaded the attacks, before turning and firing their own weapons back at the larger ships. The pelicans managed to slip past multiple shots before landing at the base, the back door sliding open to each one as the Meta leapt out and fired it's upgraded brute shot at the enemy fighters, while the rest of the group charged into the base...*

[dinoman666]

*Any troopers not protected by vacuum are simply sucked out into space as they land on the outside surface of the base, while a single Oculus, shrugging off the Meta's attacks, blasts the Pelican to pieces, as the rest continue their dogfight against the remaining fighters and dropships that had somehow escaped the debris field. The remaining boarders from the Pelican, meanwhile, are nowhere near an entrance to the base, and will have to search for a door inside*

*A number of ships are crushed by the debris field, reduced to rubble, before escaping it, only to meet the Collector Cruisers' powerful particle beams, eviscerating the front line of ships, who have yet to recharge their shields after the debris field, creating yet more wrecked ships*

[Godzilla Forever]

My ships follow UR's and begin to send a flurry of missiles towards the ships, along with it charging its heat ray.....

My troops ready for battle, getting to their battle stations.....