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The 8 ships that will be the start of the Golden land colonies have officially departed, and are beginning the journey to their destinations.

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And so the journey begins. For the journey, I shall be writing in this journal the details of this journey. I am currently on the BLS Mars. We have only voyaged, actually, we are not very far from the dock, I can still see it. Anyways, the BLS Jupiter is following us as they told us and looks like the BLS Saturn is following in toe. They did tell us it might get a bit cold, so I brought my winter clothing, hope that's enough, if not, oh well! Well, I expect to be writing in this again, so that's it for now.

- Oliver P.

The Rainfell Airships finally arrive, and send a drop-pod down. The drop-pod then opens, and a soldier steps out. 23 more drop-pods drop down and open, each with a soldier. Almost in unison, each flicks their arm, activating the arm-mounted blade. Their armor has parts that glows a dark purple

"Shall you come with us willingly, or peacefully?"

The Rainfell Airships finally arrive, and send a drop-pod down. The drop-pod then opens, and a soldier steps out. 23 more drop-pods drop down and open, each with a soldier. Almost in unison, each flicks their arm, activating the arm-mounted blade. Their armor has parts that glows a dark purple

"Shall you come with us willingly, or peacefully?"

Rising Phoenix Empire wrote:

(To the Rainfell soldiers)
"Hello, your the ones threatening our people huh?"

Modern Day, Command Tower, HWR

"Kann mir jemand sagen, was zum Teufel dieses plaugetopische Schiff über Heinlein zu suchen hat? Ich schwöre, wenn das noch mehr Zeug über diese blöde Akademie ist, gehe ich selbst hinunter und trete die verdammten Türen ein!" An angry Commander bellowed out, from his spot located in the center of the command spire.

"Sir, es sinkt auf die Oberfläche, und keines unserer Schiffe ist in der Lage, es aufzuhalten. Sieht aus, als würde es auf den Raumhafen zusteuern." some technician piped up, gesturing towards the windows.

"Verdammt noch mal! Gebt mir einen Kanal zu diesem Schiff, Funk, wenn ihr keinen Laser durchbekommt. Jemand muss diesen nichtsnutzigen Verteidigungskräften da unten sagen, dass sie ein paar Truppen zum Raumhafen schicken sollen, und zwar JETZT! Stellen Sie eine Verbindung zur Kiev her und sagen Sie den Fliegern, sie sollen sich bereithalten, falls wir das Ding in die Luft jagen müssen. Und schließlich besorgen Sie mir einen verdammten Funkspruch an denjenigen, der in der hinterhältigen kleinen Bergbasis der Plaugetopianer das Sagen hat.

Ich schwöre, wenn meine Anfrage nach Waffen und Flugzeugen auf dieser Station nicht bewilligt wird, landet der Kopf von jemandem auf einem Tablett."

A flurry of motion occurred as the Commander's orders were carried out. Lines were opened, and angry shouting could be heard over the shuffling of papers and wiring that made up the bulk of the command center.

Transmission to unidentified Plaugetopian Vessel

"This is Commander Barr of the HWR, speaking to the Plaugetopian vessel inside Kreigvolk space. Identify yourself, halt movement, and state your purpose for being here. If you land at the spaceport, your ship and cargo will be immediately impounded, passengers and crew arrested. I say again, identify yourself, Halt Movement and state your purpose."

Transmission to Plaugetopian colony/i]

"This is Commander Barr of the HWR. A Plaugetopian ship has unlawfully entered Kreigvolk space. It is unknown whether the ship is governmental or civilian, as well as its identity. If it is a government ship, retract it or face consequences."

[i]Surface, inside an SH MCS-I

"Also gut, Männer, hört zu. Wir haben ein plaugetopisches Schiff, das illegal in unseren Raum eingedrungen ist und auf dem Raumhafen landen will. Unsere Aufgabe ist es, das Gebiet zu sichern und dann einzugreifen, um das Schiff aufzuhalten. Wir als Infanterie können einem Schiff normalerweise nicht viel anhaben. Wenn wir eindringen müssen, werden die Space Marines eingreifen, sobald sie auftauchen. Ich möchte, dass ihr P-Granaten bereithaltet, aber noch nicht an euren Gewehren. Wenn der Befehl gegeben wird, sollen wir auf das Schiff schießen und hoffentlich genug Löcher hineinbrennen, um sie aufzuhalten. Wenn nicht, ist die Flotte dafür da. Ich weiß, dass Sie alle noch unerfahren sind und viele von Ihnen sich nicht gemeldet haben, um einen Kampf zu erleben, aber das hier könnte das einzig Wahre sein. Ich hoffe, dass es nicht zum Kampf kommen muss, aber falls doch, habe ich Vertrauen in euch. Also, wer ist bereit, diesen öligen Maschinenschlampen zu zeigen, warum man sich nicht mit Kreigvolksland anlegt?"

A resounding "Jawohl!" could be heard in response to the Lieutenant's sitrep. The men of the SH may not have been the most experienced, but they were ready to do whatever was needed in order to protect their new homes from some foreign ship. A similar situation played out in all the other vehicles of the two battalions currently moving to the Spaceport. Meanwhile, F-1000s launched, and moved to circle the descending ship.

Fritz.

Fritz heard the emergency broadcasts on the radio, but ignored their message to stay inside and hunker down. Today, was the day. Or, so he thought. But why did she have to come like this? Couldn't she have just taken the freight line like everyone else? Jeez, Plaugetopians, always have to make everything complicated, he thought, dismissingly.

But how could he get to her? It's not like he could just stroll up, and knock politely on the hull of the Plaugetopian ship. Especially not with all the angry soldiers streaming towards it. So, he'd wait, and watch out his window. Maybe get drunk, who knows. Well, really no one, as Fritz never touched alcohol before...well... that meeting.

Plaugetopia wrote:

As the Rayaca Class Cruiser Lowered into the Thinning martian atmosphere, Hanna Looked across out the windows, they were blurred by seven layers of airtight and bulletproof glass. Mars was so desolate, like the great deserts of verinka, the streaming sand, the industrial kreigvolk settlement below looked so beautiful from the sky, she could only wonder what the great plaguetopian settlement must look like.she was so curious and happy, yet their was sadness and annoyance within her, knowing fritz was waiting for them. Yana on the other hand was sitting next to inquisitor Luna in the cockpit, they were sat above the pilots, inquisitor Luna was dressed in his full inquisitor uniform, meanwhile Yana was dressed in security detail, to her side was an electric truncheon, with a special insignia signifying her rank as magistrat.

A mumbled kreigvolk transmission came over the Radio transmitter, even in their foreign language it was fully threatening sounding, not to mention the detection software picking up fighter jets and aimed weaponry.

an assistant responded

"sir should we raise weaponry?"

Inquisitor Luna replied "No, lets show them we have no fear"

the comms officer bellowed above them

"They are questioning our reasoning for arrival without pre-cordination with their space service"

inquisitor Luna sighed, "send down a transmission explaining we are here for an introduction and investigation of a plaguetopian crime, remember to add that we are inquisition and not offical ambassadors"

Over the Intercomm the officer spoke to kreigvolk mission control, of course with the auto translator turned on.

"this is the PMS Anastassia, Representing the Plaguetopian inquisition under orders of the Chancellor and Inquisitor Luna Scatafrax and Cheif Justice Esme Ablitan, we here to corespond with our martian colonies alongside investigating a possible serial murder, we are carrying precious cargo, lower your guns we come in full and total peace. ID PM-001/ER Omicronus registered with the Plaguetopian Solar Aux"

the intercomm turned off

"I think that was a quick display of our message" the comms officer replied

Yana pulled her Plague tarot out from one of the many pockets that lined her outfit

Moon: Fear, Danger and uncertainty

Vita Disguised as Hanna Updates

- Day 4: Its weird to dress up like my genetic base, I mean hanna has always been super kind and helpful to me and mia but pretending to be her is so odd, its just like, we are sisters and friends but also killers, her family is just odd, being put in the spotlight is so stressful, paparrazi taking pictures is really annoying, especialy with my genetic grandfather (Erwin) treating me like nothing changed, Im not even sure if he realized his precious little daughter was replaced

One of his other daughters, elizabet I think her name was (weird) noticed my eyes were a different color, I didnt even know purple was an Odd color, I thought it was just normal, I lied and said they were contacts, honestly its super stressfull, and Im worried about how Mia will cope with me being out of her life for a whole TWO MONTHS. sorta scary. I wonder how Hanna is doing in space.

-Vita Bernard

Plaugetopia wrote:

As the Gigantic Plaguetopian Spaceship landed on the kreigvolk landing pad, the computer detected that multiple hundreds of weapon systems aimed directly at their location, even in high orbit there was a ship of kreigvolk creation which aimed its cannons downwards, although for the Plaguetopian martian colony this was benefical as their airspace was clear and communication could be brought back online, however back in the kreigvolk territories high inquisitor Luna worried.

"yana, I was unaware this search of ours would bring about such intensive enemies, I believed the kreigvolk where our allies"

yana looked worried, but attempted to retain her calm appereance she spoke quiet

"They are like those who live in concadia, they like to be left alone and to their own devices, Our priority is to bring Hanna to the target and then run for the hills, use the engines to enter high orbit or go to the neutral zone on the moon"

The Comms Officer responded to their talk

"Sir, the kreigvolk will only allow two personell into their habitat"

Luna Looked to yana, "get your helmet and bring the Wolf Child to the target, beyond the airlock My reach ends"

Yana walked down to the lower levels of the ship, Hanna looking around the colony through the windows, tilting her head at an infantry man, suddenly the Ships Windows where covered by the automatic Sheilding, metal which falls from the ceiling allowing for more efficent protection against the elements.

the two Young women quickly moved to put on spacial protection equipment, a thin sleeved suit with a helmet, yanas was more gas mask resembling, two air filters connecting to cables, while hannas was a general plague doctor mask specalized for a spacesuit. as the airlock opened, it was dramatic flair, walking slowly as the air on mars sorrounded them, feet stepping slowly onto the hard sandy soil. It was a rush, They felt lighter, the tingle which made hair stand up. They walked towards the airlock, Yana shuffled her Tarot deck as they entered the kreigvolk airlock.

the first to remove their helmet, Yana Tasted the distilled air which had been recyled a million times. she pulled a card.

Sun: enlightenment, understanding and Faith

she mumbled to herself

"Not yet will distrust and killing instincts follow us through the journey of the 8th circle, one of fraud and fear, protect us moonight shadows"

The two walked towards room 52, the kreigvolk martian colony was far different then what the Plaguetopian one was rumored to look like, it was far more efficent and built towards human and emotional use, while the plaguetopian one included far more wasted space and gigantic scale this was one for their culture, so many differences.

as they entered Room 52, Yana entered first, Unobscured face must have looked familiar to the man ahead of them. she had seen his file, but in person he was far different, those dead eyes yet showed some emotion, perhaps anger, but the body unchanged, she spoke quickly and with militaristic passion. sudden vigor.

"greetings, I am Chief Magistrat Yana Monege of High inquisitor Luna, I have been tasked with escorting my Aquantince to you, I will be acting as her protector during this encounter"

Hanna removed the Dramatic outer layer of her mask, revealing the main protective portion underneath, the gas mask, eyes no longer obscured. she still looked partial unrecognizable, but there were hints of familiarity

yana spoke again "Mr fritz I am a fan of the Mystic Plaguetopian arts, tarot in particular, i find it helps me during investigations, Im going to pull your card, "

She pulled a card from the top of the deck, Temperance : Moderation, balance and Intellect

"that doesnt seem correct for a situation, I would say that The fool or the Tower, the destruction of old norms and the downfall of others."

And then they watched

Reberydinigzadaland wrote:

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