The Fallen

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Packilvanian soldiers wandered the landscape, looking for signs of life, or food. Even the Hive nodes on the Earth were gone. They intercepted no signal, and from what they could gather, the space fleets had completely oblitereated each other. Even the Codexian could not be reached through the general Hive links. They were essentially alone for the first time in centuries.

“All we can do now is walk north. It seems we are the last 3 Hive members alive on the Earth.”

This is taking place near plot 12. Anyo0ne can join in. YAY. Send this whatever way you want, but I DON’T want a massive army appearing out of nowhere. Lets keep this realistic. 99.99% of everything is now dead.

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Uh Pack, your nation smaller than Loops has bases on various planets and a massive star fleet. You may need to define realistic a bit looser.

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The Hive/Packilvana fringe systes are VERY VERY far away. It takes months for the fastest ships to reach Earth without the jumpgate. With the war draining massive amounts of resources, we won’t be able to send reinforcements for a long time, and whatever is found would not be worth stopping for. Its how the Hive works. Earth is just to far away to even use for mining. The only reson we are here now, is because of all the EP nations to be brought into the circle.

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ooc, Ill think of something, to add in, but IM very tired at the moment,
I figure there would be survivors, and one of hte battlestars was en route to “Home”
and we do have a few “colonies” out there.

man Im worn out.

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EDIT: Post deleted, didn’t see the “Hit Pakistan Area” subtitle.

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On the E.A.N. Proxima

“This is The Proxima on Comm. Channel 183.5, Aerospace Command come in please.”

“Captain Trey there’s no response from Aerospace Command, Sava City, Eastrovia, or any other East Malaysian Comm. Channels, Sir.” Said 3rd Officer Lee

“Understood Lee.” Said Capt. Trey

“Are their any other channels from any East Pacific nations?” said Capt. Trey

“None since the report of the battle from Aerospace Command” said 2nd Officer La Kane

“I’m not liking the looks of this, inform the Jaclyn, Raven, Prometheusburg, and Xindi to join us in route to Earth and tell them go to code red.” said Capt. Trey

“Red Alert, all hands to battle station.” Said 2nd Officer La Kane

“Helm go to maximum warp.” Said Capt. Trey

“Sir, at our new rate of speed we should reach earth in 23 hours” Said Conn. Officer Lynn

“Lee contact East Malaysian Prime and tell them that I’m ordering the use of code red and order number 12” said Capt. Trey”

“Sir?” said 3rd Officer Lee

“You heard me Lee” said Capt. Trey

“Understood Captain” said 3rd Officer Lee

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The orbital transport lifted off the ground at the regional capitol of The South Pacific. It had been an enjoyable party but it was time to head home. Two Viper fighters hit their turbo boosters slightly in advance ensuring a clear flight path ahead of the transport.

“What a waste,” Kreft thought.

“Commander, you should be aware that we have been unable to raise Wachovian air control for some time now. We’ve not been able to establish a reason for it.”

“Very well, proceed with caution and see if you can raise anyone from the Loop territories. Perhaps it’s just intereference.”

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OOC: Oops, didn’t see the “Hit Pakistan Area” subtitle…wow, FPS is floored at this point. Posting accordingly.
IC:
FPS, as a whole, had been turned from a prospering island nation…to nothing. The remainder of its government hid in underground…or rather, undersea nuclear shelters, or in aircraft flying to the north, to try to reach mainland. Its countryside, capital city, and most of its major cities were totally underwater. Those cities that had survived, Faramount included, had only survived in name…perhaps ten or twelve buildings remained above the waterline, with a hundred or so squeezed into them. Those in the mountains found themselves suddenly owning beachfront property.

The devestation was horrific, everywhere. Of the 100 or 200 million vessels that had been at sea when Adama hit, around 300,000 remained, mostly larger cruise ships and freightors, to search the former islands for any survivors. Of the 50 million aircraft that had been in the air, most had survived…but now faced a great difficulty. Reaching dry land, before their fuel ran out.

The rest…could only hope to survive.

OOC: Sry for the rather short, and not so great post, but I got a test to study for, and really, for FPS, not taht much to RP. Of my 3.2 billion inhabitents, I’d guess around 3.5 milion survived (thats .001 percent of my population, roughly). Now the task is getting as many of those as possible to the north, or rescued.

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ERASIA COLONY:
Geostationary orbit above planet 213.208.119.243 (Alter-Earth)

Captain Palanka: By Aoura, the devistation.

Lt. Harro: Indeed, it is almost like what would have happened if Erasia fell to the planet.

Cap: Yes, but Erasia’s fusion engine would have been like setting off a nova bomb on the planet’s surface. Tell me, did we lose anybody.

Lt: No sir, after the ACC fieasco, the Federation has been hesitent to get involved in this planet’s affairs. Too bad though, the area effected most seemed like good allies.

Cap: Indeed. But, now we have a unique opportunity, with very few survivors, and the ecosystem in ruin, we can aquire the final component for the project without any reprocussions.

Lt: Is the word given.

Cap: Yes. Terminate all resistance with extreme prejudice.

Lt: Understood, sir.

Harro exits.

Cap: At last, the project will be complete. Those fools of the ACC let us build this colony for the Phenoix Crew to operate from, and carry out their Black Opsiesk operations. Now the Federation has almost no idea what we have been doing. Soon the project will be complete. And to think that this would not be legal in Federation space…

OOC: Wowza! A rouge agent on a military research outpost! Of course Erasia will play a role in PART II of the saga I penned for you guys!

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As Adama station fell from the Sky, Codex watched, detached. In its own way, it was troubled. It sought to do no harm, yet in failing to intercede in the conflict, had it allowed this to happen? Countless scenarios were reprocessed in light of new evidence as it attempted to reach a logical conclusion.

Yet it was not limited by this introspection as humans would be. Simultaneously, it assessed the current situation; probabilities and possibilities weighed against each other. And concluded inevitability. Had it acted earlier, it would have risked breaking its decision of non-intervention; an attack on Adama would have been seen as an act of war against 1 Infinite Loop. And now it was too late; the station was falling too fast. Too fast to construct gravity drives to suspend its motion, too fast even to assimilate it and turn it against itself.

Part of its attention was turned towards Park. The few peoples clustered there; the Codexians left behind after the Exodus, diplomats from other nations, and a few others who had found their way onto the living Island, somehow; they would be susceptible to the effects of the Station’s descent. Those of them that were outside looked up in puzzlement as a transparent dome grew up around them, encasing the city entirely.

Having done all it calculated was in its power, it took no further action. It felt the wash of heat flow over it from the initial impact, the wave of various forms of radiation following after. It observed the waves as they rushed towards it, covered over the surface of the island. And gradually it sunk beneath the seas.

It waited for the tides to calm, until it calculated the seas to be roughly still again. From the spires, remnants of the war against Packilvania and the only remaining points above the sea, various sensor packages and communications equipment grew. Particle sifters analysed the contents of the air; noted the increased radiation content, the scent of exotic matter. It opened a general broadcast signal to any who might hear it, but received no initial response. It even attempted to open a connection to the Billion Voices, but found the exotic matter scattered throughout the atmosphere to be distorting the subspace communication. Cutting through it would not be possible without boosting the interlink carrier to dangerous levels.

Communication having failed the modern way, it resorted to the old fashioned. From the surface of the island, deep below the ocean, a series of vessels began to rise. The now familiar teardrop shapes rose towards the surface of the water, designs newly modified to cope with unexpected pressures. As the broke the surface, they turned away in different directions, as they began to scour the oceans for fellow survivors.

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ooc, Im assuming that this happens slightly before Lucifer is able to come online, or is delaying him a bit, as in this reality Nei Roger and Tamasaburo’s raider doesnt go down. also the other station I have hinted at is a smaller basestar, called Baltar station, it is out around pluto for construction, and is about 3/4 done, I figure as Pack said the fleets in orbit are farked, I figure Galactica or Bismark survived in rough shape, and one or two other battlestars are probably still supporting life but for how long is unkown, the evacuation ships are bound for martian orbit initially then, to one of the Lizard planets, and the surviving battlestar will escort them once all evacuees are ready, (ala the Show) as for the surface, the population is probably almost wiped out in the Ep, as for the other Loop colonies, can we say imeadiate emancipation from the mother country, (I count the 4 billion pop as between all the colonies as well the EP could barely support 3 billion total pop)

Battlestar Pacifica
approx 19 months from Tau Ceti

Lt Cmdr Jin Naruto is sitting at his station monitoring ships activities and listning to the long range feed from earth over the subspace network, covering the battle of Adama , then, radio "Dear God the Humanity, its falling, the station is falling!!
it seems that the Gravity well generator has been knocked offline and she is now falling into the planet, SHIT!!111 the light, Dear God, it just hit the upper atmoshpere and the heat ignited the Magnesium in the paint and Im still seeing spots, , , "
Jin sat bolt upright, "holy shit, " he hit the PA and opened the broadcast up to the bridge, radio “it is huge like a ew moon in the sky, it is coming directly for us, and,
Oh my GOD, , , sssssssssssssssssssss” the broadcast ends in static, Commander Jinnai turned his chair toward Jins station, a tear in his eye,
“that would be the Radiatoin coming off the station interfering withthe electronics., , ,
Jin call the captain, he will want to know of this.”

1IL
the Old Imperial Castle
Stratha ordered the evacuation two hours ago, the ships had been leaving for most of them, old lizard ships ooc, in the battle thread the ships were evacuating civilians cannot recall where exactly
“Everyone out of here NOW!” screamed Stratha, “I want you all to get ourt of here, and Now”
"But superior sir, you, , "
"worry not for me, get out, either on the transport or into the shelter, "
“yes sir”
The offices begin clearing out,

1IL
Seoul
Dr Yueh and the orderlies hurried the gurneys and suply cabinet out of the hospital to the waiting Monitor gunboat,
“Hurry Hurry, that damned thing is coming down, get those children on the ship NOW.”
the staff of the hospital loaded the supplies and the children on the ship,
as well as the staff who were chosen to acompany them, two gunboats had set out already, the Radish and the Graceful Flyer, the Merrimak awaited the children as well as Ilyanna and Hikaru,

to be continued.

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The officers of the Packilvanian army have gathered, and are discussing what to do. They look arond at the few troops that are left.

“How many do you think are left alive?”

“We have abot 100 here, and I’d venture to say there should be no more than another 300 alsewhere.”

“What should we do now?”

“We have 3 choices.
1: Wait for military ships to pick us up. As I cannot even detect a faint Hive source, it is apparent that there are no ships.
2: Look for other survivers. Try to do what we can to get in contact with whoever can help us here. I’d say the war is on hold for us right now.
3: We head for the coast, and accept that the world is gone. We try to rebuild what we can.”

“I say we head off looking for survivors. There has to be mor people around. We ARE close to the Loopite national boreder…”

“I concur. We head off at dawn.”

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OOC: Current FPS Survivor Proportions
Total Number of Survivors: Around 3.8 million.
Number of Survivors in aircraft that will make it to dryland before running out of fuel: Aprroximately 320,000
Number of Survivors in aircraft taht won’t make it to dryland before running out of fuel: Approximately 280,000
Number of Survivors on Watercraft of any king: Approximately 900,000
Number of Survivors in parts of cities still above ground: Approximately 700,000
Number of Survivors in Mountainous Regions: Approximately 350,000
Number of Survivors floating around: Aproximately 1,200,000
Number of Survivors in Underground Facilities: 2,123 plus or minus a few people
Number of Survivors in Space: Exactly 17 (Two 3 person space stations, one four person space station, one 7 man space shuttle)
Suspected to survive, without outside help: Between 1.3 million and 2 million.
Suspected to survive with help: It depends on what type of help, and how much of it.

Liberty City-The Blue House
Nuclear Shelter CC
“Activate main communication system.” The technician said again, crossing his fingers.

“System on-line. Antennas raising now.”

Terrus sighed in relief. “Alright. Your radios are all of the same strength?”

“Negative. We have one that can go throughout the Pacific Ocean Region, two that hit the entire EP, and eight that can reach anywhere in FPS.”

“Alright. First off, get on that main radio, and send out a distress call to…anyone that will listen, try to get them to help out in the search for survivors. Secondly, I want you to get all the rest of those radios, and start coordinating a survival plan. Have our planes get up north, and our ships start heading around to pick up anyone we can find. I want everything we have working to save lives.”

“Yes, sir!” The technician replied.

Aboard the Supertanker S.S. Nepontium, Now at open sea (Although near what was formally the IL Coastline
Main Bridge
Captain Ronald Michaels swore as the message came through from the Blue House…what he had suspected was true. Adama had fallen, and little remained of the EP was now left to fend for itself, until someone from out of system, or out of region, responded.

He picked up the radio, and turned to Roger. “I’d hate to say it, but I doubt much survives of IL at this point. Between the space war, and Adama…well, in any case, it looks like your stuck with us, until were finished helping out with the rescue efforts.” He pressed the talk button on the ardio. “This is Captain Michaels of the S.S. Nepontium, formerly EPOIL Supertanker. We already have a few survivors on board, and are in good shape…got anyone you need us to pick up? Our coordinates are…”

Flight 2110, heading north over former Zalebano Island.
Cockpit
The copilot (The pilot had been knocked out in the shockewave from Adama) smiled, and grabbed the radio. “Copy that, this is FPS Airlines flight 2110, we’re already heading north…what were the coordinates of that place you wanted all remaining aircraft to meet up at?”

Seven Ninths Bank Headquarters, Faramount
Rooftop
The chopper pilot motioned to the police officer across the roof, who ran over immeidatly, leaving the four security guards to sort out the hundred or two hundred survivors on the thirty floors above water. “What is it?” he asked.

The pilot pointed to the radio, and turned up the volume. “Repeat, this is FPS Central Command, to any survivors in range, we are coordinating a search effort…”

The officer didn’t even wait for it to finish. “Call them back, tell them we got between 160 and 180 survivors with us here, and we suspect there to be another few hundred in other buildings here in downtown. They should know our coordinates.”

The pilot nodded, and started responding.

OOC: And so my effort to search and rescue begins…not that it will be very succesfull, on its own. Boats can only go so fast, and those aircraft that have agreed to do runs through the ocean to search for survivors won’t be able to do it for long before having to turn inland, and won’t be able to rescue anyone they do find. Help would be appreciated.

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Locking onto the broadcast from FPS, Codex initiated a transmission in response:

"Commander Terrus, I receive and acknowledge your message. It… pleases me that you are still alive. You are the first contact I have had with another nation. Firstly, may I offer my condolences on the loss of so many of your people. Today is a sad day.

However, to more constructive matters: I extend to you my full support in your efforts to salvage your people as best possible. At present, my extraterrestrial sensors are having difficulty penetrating the particle cloud lifted by the fall of the Adama; I do not possess the capacity to resolve on an individual basis yet. However, I am tracking roughly 200 aircraft of your manufacture in various positions above the East Pacific; their co-ordinates shall be transmitted to you once a viable data link can be established.

I have roughly 25 vessels in the proximity of your transmission; they shall be diverted to aid your rescue attempts, however you may best use them. If you will transmit the co-ordinates of the command post, one shall be directed there to facilitate a better communications link (OOC: From your description of the radio, I’m assuming we only have basic capability here). I have other vessels searching for further survivors; should any of your people be detected, action will be taken to ensure their safety, and you shall be appraised of this.

I also find myself in a subaqueous state due to these recent events. Modifications are currently being made to existing designs to facilitate creation of an ocean travelling vessel. Once this is complete, I shall begin deploying them throughout the archipelago as mobile resource platforms. Your ambassadorial staff in Park remain unharmed; I was necessitated to take action to prevent their damage. Once reasonable communications have been established, you will be able to contact them.

If there is any way in which I can further aid you, please appraise me of it. Until then, I shall keep this channel clear for further communications you may receive."

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OOC: Yea, Codex, your asssumption is right. Usually, the nuclear shelter would have great communications abilities, and all that good stuff…

But, at this point, all it has is a group of extendable antennas built into the place fourteen years ago, in case of a flood of some sort (in other words, in case of this). The problem being that the program, although approved, was really considered a joke by most, and given almost no funding, thereby, giving the installing team only the ability to put in the most basic of radio systems.

The ironic thing being that the group of people that came up with the idea is dead, and the group that thought it was a joke is currently using it to salvage what little is left.
IC:
Blue House Nuclear Shelter
Command Center
As Codex’s reply finished, a cheer went up throughout the command center, and, as word spread through the building, hope began to develop. Sitting down at at the console next to the technician, Terrus put on one of the other pairs of headphones hooked to the machine, and hit the button that would make the moutpeice receive. “I had been fearfull I would never hear your voice again, Codex; fearfull that either you were destroyed by Adama, or that I would not survive to speak to you again. Just to hear from another nation, another being such as yourself fills me with happiness, even knowing what has happened to so many of my people.”

“Yet, it is not this happiness that I am most thankfull to you for, but the hope you have instilled in my heart. Hope that we may be able to save hundreds of thousands of people, who otherwise would not have survived. With the hope that perhaps FPS…no, not FPS, but the EP as a whole will not die. I cannot express my gratitude to you for this…the hope, the help, the happiness…I cannot even start to. I can only wish that, someday, perhaps my people may.”

He took a breath. “Thanks aside, I agree that today is a bad day. Tens of billions, across the East Pacific, are dead, and so much lost. Thus said, there are still millions, perhaps tens of millions out there, who may be saved. We have received the coordinates of those aircraft you have located, and are contacting them now…and, likewise, are sending you a group of coordinates of those survivors we have found, that we might use your ships to get them to safety, even only a temporary one. As for the communications ship…you have our thanks. As much as we are gratefull to have this place to hide in, it wasn’t quite designed for this type of thing, and running a rescue operation will be much easier from here.”

He smiled. “As for those in the park…I am happy that Ambassador Codse (((OOC: I came to the conclusion that, after leaving Milesandia, he and his wife opted to be ambassador to you))), and his team are still alive, along with all those that belonged to the other Codex, which you replaced. Together, with them, perhaps we can peice a life together here in the EP. In any case…those coordinates should be coming through soon, and we can start working to pick up the peices.”

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OOC, SUrvivors
The other Loops, mostly survived as they are in other places,
2 Loop is in the Heartland, (1.1 billion)
3 Loop is in Siberia, (500 million Population)
No Number Loop is in the Meritocracy (900 Million)
I figure they all account for less than 2/3 of the population

1 Loop
Battlestar Pacifica, way out in space,
Battlestar Galactica Damaged but recoverable, currently at 7/8ths of normal crew
Loop pop before the accident 2 billion
After, 480-500 million
on ships in orbit,
Battlestar Challenger, Disabled, no communication partial lifesupport, 1/2 of crew alive
Battlestar Bismark, Destroyed wreckage on Moon
Battlestar Colombia, Severly Damaged, floating near asteroid belt, less than 1/3 of crew alive.
Lunar station, approx 1000 people
Undersea Aircraft carriers Shoryu, Hiryu, Kaga, Yamato, Shinigami, alive, but temporarily out of action, except for USC Yamato and ILNC Alaska, all others Unknown including normal carriers (presumed destroyed)

(otherstuff I am too tired to type about)
Character survivors,
Hikaru
Nei
Roger
Tamasaburo
Kitsurabami
Roger
Nesseref
Nuriko
Yueh
Kagato
Hikeki Morimoto

Post forthcoming

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The ships that had escaped from the destruction gathered in Lunar orbit
Galactica last of the great Battlestars sat above them,
Captain Rogers surveyed the reports,
"Get a team out to Challenger and Colombia see what we can do, Evac if necessary, , , "
“SIr!”, the com officer shouted, “Hikaru, he is alive!”
“Dr Yueh and the staff evacuated him and Ilyanna as well as 500 children”
“Excellent, get them in formation, and open up the wide band radio I am taking to the air,”
“hai”

“SSSSssssssSSSS, Hello anyone out there who can hear me, this is Battlestar Galactica calling, Anyone within the range of my voice please respond,
I have already contacted 2 Infinite Loop in the Heartland, and President Revroff has taken the transfer of IL national power, and I have been placed in charge of the recovery operations, again anyone within range of my voice please respond”

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The co-pilot entered the main cabin of the orbital shuttle Union. "Commander, it seems the disturbance has subsided. Contact with the homeland is still not available but we have multiple contacts on other national channels. The Loop orbital forces can be raised if you so wish. "

“Yes, that would be good.”

The pilot offers Kreft a headset and enters a code on the nearby keypad.

“Greetings Loop orbital forces. This is Commander Kreft of the Wachovia Coalition now aboard the orbital shuttle Union. We have noticed a disturbance in the atmosphere and are unable to contact the Wachovian territories. Would you advise on the current situation?”

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The message ame across the cabin radio,
"Wonderful there are others alive, "
Captain Rogers replies back,
"Good to hear from you COmander, seems the disturbance you have detected, is, , er Was Adama Station, based on your trajectory, it fell during your liftoff blackout period, I am sendig Vipers in to assess the situation, you are welcome to dock with Galactica should you wish to. "
he pauses,
“From Preliminary scans it seems that the staiton went down around Villar, ithit the outer part of the nation and the ocean, causing the huge cloud you can see below.”

“A good portion of your nation as well as mine is curently underwater, Free Pacific states, is almost Gonedue to the tidal wave and just about everything from the areas between Cupertino and Christie island to Villar is charred from the Heat.”

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OOC, I forgot to mention the incomplete Baltar Station, and no one really knows about it anywho.
it will be oved to Lunar orbit and the refugee ships will be docked with it,