Took some major damage in Lost the other day. that was just a pathetic effort, that fight.
we took fire from all over but I just couldn`t bring myself to give out orders. I would have been quite content if we all died there and then. I`m beyond caring. I don`t give a rat`s ass if we all go up.
now the Aeria is back in 56, on guard duty. it`s fine with me, if that means no more mayhem and killing in Delta. I`m fed up with it. all around me people are dying, getting blown uo or mindf**ked and there`s just no end to it.
I`ve had it up to here with this whole meaningless war. I`m thinking about disappearing. I dunno when and where too but I`m sick and tired with the way things are going right now.
One of my more subtle schemes to bail out of this mess has failed. I had some major maintenance planned on Norfolk. New York is the perfect place to disappear. but those stiff Liberty and Rheinland bastards have their war-monging heads so far up their overly aggressive arses that they deny a decent bloke access to their space. well, schucks on them. they can rot for all I care. just like everybody else.
as for the Aeria? hm, I`m seriously thinking about bailing. lots of Mantas around. hell, maybe my old one is still at Rostock. I may grab it and vanish. The Core can fight its own damn war without me. I`ve had my fill of wading through mingled corpses in burning corridors of a ship that`s going down in flames. Nor do I feel like killing any more of those Order blokes. they`re a bunch of hypocrytes, the lot of em. but they`re still human. and I`ve seen up close what those nomads can do. why the hell get in the way of the people who try to stop those... things from making a mankind salad?
Now I`m gonna take a walk outside for some fresh air.
Where to start? I still cannot believe what has happened.
Damoclass ordered some standard issue drills in O56, near Ferosa. one of the drills would be an escape drill.
so far nothing strange, god knows we need those escape drills. but jezus, who could have known it would end like this.
the drill started out normally. the alarms went off, and all non-vital crew mambers entered the shuttles and left the Aeria. but then Damoclass gave the order to all hands to abandon ship. including vital personell. we thought it was strange but he said he wanted the drill to be as realistic as possible. all hands abandoned ship, which was sitting 2k from Ferosa orbit. that alone worried me but I never thought it would come to this. as the last shuttle, in which I was sitting was waiting for the commander to get on board, it was force-launched. the only place where it is possible to enter that command is the bridge. Then the alarms went off for real: danger, entering atmosphere. we then knew that something was seriously wrong.
as we shot away from the Aeria`s port side we saw her engines engage, as she skimmed Ferosa orbit. the next few minutes we sat frozen as we saw the Aeria Gloris burst in flames, break up into pieces and then completely explode, commander Damoclass still on board.
Now we know why he didn`t ever bother about his pension. as for his motives? god knows. I guess he was just fed up with all the murder and mayhem around him. I never thought that would get to him, seeing as he was an insensitive prick. hell, the only decent thing he ever did was having us all abandon ship as he made his last trip into Ferosa orbit.
an investigation is underway now. an accident? hell no. Core may want it to be an accident, but the entire crew knows what really happened that day. the only reported casualty is commander Dashiell Damcoclass, who died at age 29, leaving behind a lot of questions and no answers.
Whoa. that`s pretty much all I can think of now. what a mess. I can`t believe Misery would pull something like this. he was going downhill fast lately, but man. taking a warship and crashing it into a planet is just...no. I guess he wanted to go out in style. or maybe it was a spur of the moment thing. we`ll never know. fact is, the Aeria Gloris is history. I doubt they`ll be able to salvage even a freakin sigarete lighter from that debris.
the crew is on Alabama now. some minor injuries from the evacuation chaos. no deaths, except the one of course.
I heard a new warship has just been finished and is lying in drydock. what timing eh? I`m quite sure Jake will be assigned captain. he seems to be the best candidate. I`ll take Jake as my captain anyday. that`s for sure.
we`ve been giving orders to crew the new battleship. no details are known yet. in a few days we`ll be briefed.
I was sure I would be assigned captain to the new battleship. imagine this; you walk in the drydock to see your ship. my ship. my very own ship of which I`m the captain. the bay doors open, and there she lies. brand new, all shiny. then you see the name on the bow of the hull: Fluffy Bunny
Something inside me died. of course when I saw the name I should have suspected something.
later it became obvious how that name came to be. I would not be captain. no sir, someone else would be.
a certain mr "Damoclass".
hey, he`s dead I figured. must be a mistake.
how wrong I was.
I don`t know where they dug him up, but the new captain was walking around the bridge of the... I can`t even say the name... and introduced himself. red , half long hair, black trenchcoat. urban camo pants and a retro looking gun in a shoulder holster. this couldn`t be true...
"Damian Damoclass, nice ta meet ya mate. heard me older brother went bananas and made a mako go poof eh?"
"dear god in heaven, Buddha, if you can hear me, know that you`re both my enemies now" I thought
words can`t discribe how I feel right this moment
wat amI in for now? I don`t know. time will tell. only thing I do now is that I`m gonna file a complaint about the name of the ship. talking to Damian will probably be pointless if he takes after his late brother. I just pray he doesn`t play the guitar as well.
end of log.
[] entry 27 []
day 66
log ID: Aron Swordsmith
opening log:
Fluffy Bunny??? what in the hell???
how are we supposed to respond to a hail? "this is battleship Fluffy Bunny", loaded to the brim with queers. prepare to be fired upon from our cuddly cannons"
and Jake, the poor bastard. the look on his face when we met Damoclass the 2nd. I didn`t know wether to laugh or cry. if Damian is anything like his brother, I`ll shove him out the airlock myself.
we`re supposed to launch in a few days. what a (laughable) sight that will be...
Well, where to start. I heard about these logs from Jake. I thought it`d be interesting to see what was going on in Dashiell`s mind, just before he went off the deep end. Can`t say I`m sad about it. We`ve never been real close. hell, none of the Damoclass` ever speak to each other anyway.
so here I am. I`m Damian Damoclass, the captain of the newly assigned battleship... Eden
I`ll get back to that name later on...
Anyway, I`m 26, from Bretonia and the rest is none of anybody`s damn business.
The less people know about me the better. I`ve met with most of the crew. seem like an ok bunch.
they were reluctant to tell me that Dashiell was a real AUTO CENSORING INITIATED. I like to believe that I`m not like him. I think me and the other officers will get along just fine. Jake was really dissappointed but I can`t help it that they put me in charge. god knows why, after what Dashiell pulled.
been quite a while since I`ve been in the hot zone so I`m a tad rusty. it`ll come back to me soon enough though. and I have Jake`s able hand to assist me.
now, about the ship`s name. I thought Fluffy Bunny was awesome. pretty much everybody else disagreed. but in true Damoclass fashion, I didn`t give a damn what others thought. Fluffy Bunny is just too cool a name.
but... seeing as I don`t want to be a hard-ass I let the crew pick a new name. all sorts of BS (and I don`t mean battleship here) came by...
Ultimate Killer
Dark Overlord Destroyer
That Big Ass Ship
Hunk O Junk
Moving Target
Seymour Butts
I mean, jesus.
Then Aron came up with quite the witty one. compared to my late brother, I`m being seen as quite the nice guy. so the conditions onboard have improved quite a bit. it is paradise compared to before, one of the navigators said. so Aron said: why don`t call her Eden then?
Eden, the paradise from some old religion. quite deep and philosofical I say. but hell. Eden is nice and short, makes paperwork a little more bearable eh? so hell, Eden it is.
I`ve been in active duty for some time now. that war in Delta is quite bad. you can`t float for 5 minutes without a bunch of weird idiots jumping you, whether it be aliens or humans.
so far the Eden has scrapped over 7 enemy capital ships. i don`t know where those things come from but they just keep coming. it`s unbelievable.
just the other day 3 cruisers form the canniballs showed up near Dabadoru. they brought 2 bombers as well.
The BC Sangraal opened the attack before the canniballs could call in their mates for help. another unregistred bc also joined in. then 2 patrolling Osirisses arrived. it was a bloody mess. the Sangraal succombed to heavy fire. we were able to tractor in all her crew. the other BC also went pop.
it was quite the fight but we managed to nail all 3 canniball cruisers and 1 of the patrolling Osiriesses.
I just don`t understand what Aron is complaining about... we did allright, didn`t we?
end of log.
[] entry 30 []
day 83
log ID: Aron Swordsmith
opening log:
Bah. I had a blast using that heavy mortar. now it`s gone...
Damoclass wanted a higher rate of fire. pff. who cares? big explosions and sickening firepower, that`s what ya need.
now we`re stuck with a normal mortar again. it just doesn`t float my boat anymore. not after using its heavy counterpart...
Maybe I`ll try fidlling with it. crank up the juice or something...
What a mess today in delta. The Keepers came by to say hi. and boy, did they say their part with conviction.
The Order was being massacred. I didn`t care; let em all die. saves us the trouble of killing them.
But then things turned grim: a massive Keeper fleet was amassing. so then the weirdest situation ever occured: the Order, Corsairs and us, the Core allied to fight those Keepers off.
in short: what a blast! holy smoke, those Keeper battleships are a fearsome enemy. the Corsair Legates were being melted like nobody`s business. soon all the "alliance" capital ships were destroyed. the remaining Keeper battleship headed for us. man, that thing has some serious firepower.
still, we managed to nail it with the help of some small ships that survived the main attack wave.
We took heavy damage, and some casualties. worst thing is, on the way back we crashed into Dabadoru due to faulty reverse engines.
The Eden`s a mess. it`ll be out of comission for some time.
I`m going to lie down now, I took a monitor to the groin and god, it hurts.
end of log.
[] entry 32 []
day 97
log ID: Aron Swordsmith
opening log:
I gotta get my hands on those nomad cannons. what art, what beauty! what destructive potentional!
I nearly peed myself when I saw what those things did to our hull.
I`m gonna kick the R&D guys around. I WANT some nomad cannons on the Eden NOW.
think of all the death and mayhem we can cause... it`s freakin` fantastic!
end of log.
[] entry 33 []
day 97
log ID: Jake Rolefs
opening log:
Dear god. that was close. nearly bought it (again) today.
Our elusive, but main enemy was out in force today.
I`d take the Order over these guys anyday. wow...
sadly, quite some losses on our side...
I`ll be sending the standard death certificates around to the folks, if any, of those who died onboard today.
1 good thing happened though: I heard Jamy Livingston was killed in the 2nd engine room. the guy was a real bloody jerk, and I owed him some poker money. He`s better of dead. to me anyway. saves me money and frustration.
hm....
I`m starting to think like the late commander Dashiell Damoclass. that`s no good...
well, I convinced Damoclass we needed a weapon refit. even though I`m not sure about it myself. But I really want to give Rheinland engineering a chance. So, I ordered a weaponsystem upgrade. 13 Rheinland battleship turrets. should give quite a punch.
We picked em up 3 days ago at Oden. manouvering a Mako through house space is tricky. I`ve never heard Jake swear so much on end. appears the trade lanes don`t like our cute lil Mako. But we made it. fitting the new weapon system was quite a hassle. turned out the power configuration and targetting systems needed a full refit as well. I hate programming that stuff. but we managed. you can say what you want about the Rheinlanders, but they deliver good work.
We`re back in delta now. let`s see how these babies do in practice. I hope good, or Damoclass will chew my head off. he doesn`t get angry quickly. but I`ve seen him get angry once. that was plain scary.
I don`t want to be the target of his furious rage.
Well, me and the crew had some r&r while the Eden was in dock. its weaponsystems have been overhauled once more. Aron was hell bent on getting a battle razor. apperantly that gunboat that blasted a hole in the hull deck 3 during our last scuffle with the Order was still gnawing at him. he kept cornering me in the hallways of dabadoru, whining that he wanted an antimatter cannon to blow away GBs with relative ease. as befitting of of a true leader, I gave in just to be rid of his endless yammering.
truth be told, the thing works lovely.
our curent weapon systems are all repaired and updated. also, the armor plating on the Eden has been renewed and improved, curtesy of Guildmaster Jones.
Just yesterday we had a busy day. first Jones wanted us to go back to Oden Shipyard, New Berlin. he wanted to stock up on Rheinland weaponry for our warships. quite understandable. I imagine Aron will rant here about our shyte weapons very soon. anyway, Jones managed to get hold of an undercover zoner transport as not to arouse suspsion when traveling through O74.
we set of from Dabadoru just as emergency calls came in: the Apocalypse battlegroup was causing mayhem again. unfortunatly, the Eden couldn`t join in: we were under orders to get to Jones at FP9. so we could escort him during his trip.
we met up with Jones` transport in Omicron Theta, and set off for Berlin. we didn`t run into anyone on the way, so no complications there. We docked at Oden and started our little shopping errand.
the face of that Oden weaponsdealer... I thought I`d choke in laughter as Aron was pestering him about all kinds of insignificant details about his weapons, up to the color of the beams. "green? GREEN? how is that supposed to be scary? don`t you have red ones that make a screaming sound when fired?"
anyway, the weaponsdealer`s day was good all around: he won`t sell over 50 turrets anytime soon again.
Jones` transport was crammed full and Aron`s team worked their asses off to get everything in order, so that the turrets could be mounted on other Core vessels without problems.
We headed back after 5 hours of logistic nightmares. no trouble on the way. back in Delta, a small hunter fleet was awaiting us at dabadoru. seems the apoc group was still about, as well as some pesky Order. Jones had the Verloc launched after some make-shift weapon upgrades.
We moved up to the FP when a battle erupted: our smaller ships went into a skirmish with the Order and Corsairs and Apoc ships. the Eden and the Verloc moved up started bombarding the enemy`s capital ships. then the Apoc ships turned on us, so we engaged them as well. all were destroyed, but the Verloc was disabled and towed back to base.
Aron used the Razor to nail a bomber in mid-flight. cost me 50.000 credits, it did: Jake and I bet that Aron wouldn`t be able to hit anything smaller than a GB with that thing. seems Jake was right in the end. he usually is about everything. but no way I`ll tell him that.
end of log.
[] entry 36 []
day 178
log ID: jake Rolefs
opening log:
Hehehe. up 50.000 credits. thanks captain. it will be well spent on a new deck of playing cards and some fine wine for the missus.
Damoclass is all happy now, saying the Eden is now in tip top shape. I beg to differ. I`ve talked about it with Aron quite a lot lately. the shield transmitters are just too crude. our signature is almost as fat as a Legate. it`s pathetic. word has it that our lads on Alabama are working on some refined shield tech. I just hope they come through. we all know our Makos can`t compete head on with our enemy`s warships. we need agility and speed to overcome them. a fat shield signature doesn`t help one bit trying to accomplish just that.
end of log.
[] entry 37 []
day 181
log ID: Aron Swordsmith
opening log:
Where to start...?
first off, I FINALLY got Damoclass to give me permission to install a Razor. whining and bitching seems to work on him fairly well. I`ll remember that when I apply for a raise.
The Razor does its job well, we already melted a Hathor to ashes and just yesterday I personally fried a Sekhmet with it. this didn`t please Damoclass, I dunno why. but he seemed pissed off that I shot down a bomber in 1 go.
then there`s the issue of our weapon technology. personally, I`d shove all our techies out of the airlock for coming up with those weak, pathetic and USELESS guns. what do we pay em for anyway? it`d be more effective to board an enemy warships and start a fistfight than to use our own weaponsystems.
so we had to look for an alternative. as mentioned earlier in this log, we switched to Rheinland weaponry. that stuff gets something done, at least.
just 3 days ago, we went to Oden, accompanied by head honcho Jones. we stocked up on Rheilnad weapons. over 50 of em. but those gay green beams... god in heaven... and that muzzle sound. like gaian wildlife farting. it really needs some tweaking. but allround, it`s a huge improvement. Jones will be supervising the equipping of the other Core ships with this tech.
and those shield generators the Makos use... if I find the guy responsible for those, I will rip out his heart and stuff it up his backside so he`ll crap blood. what useless, pathetic and dangerous shields we have. time to pester Damoclass again. maybe he can threaten some techies into making better generators, though word has it it`s being worked on as I write this.
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