A trip beyond the stars.
Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 4:30 pm
Hard to write this one, but i'll give it a go. Sorry if its not the best read ever. I never was one for words.
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As the information appeared on the neural information vortex, RepliNorbe knew this was the time to act. The enemy was vulnerable and his RepliUnits were as strong as ever. Reaching out with his mind, he ordered them to begin for their long journey.
RepliNorbe looked on at his world. If this was to succeed they would need to take everything they had, including the mothership. Made from 60000 tonnes of the finest replicator material, it was a magnificent sight. Silver and blue, the very sight of it would spell instant annihilation for all who are technologically strong.
One by one millions of RepliUnits poured onto the the mothership. It truly was remarkable. As they secured themselves RepliNorbe informed them of the destination. The enemy galaxy was far away, but the prize was so big. The Goa'uld. The Tauri. The Asgard. The Tolan. The Ancients. Powerful races, all at war with each other. Already weakened, they stand no chance against the replicator army.
RepliNorbe takes his place on the command deck of the mothership. He walks up to the control console, pausing for just a moment to look out over his homeworld once more. Suddently without warning he slams his hand on the console, as if to enstill true fear into the hearts of his enemies and ignites the engines of the mothership. His fleets follow his lead and they slowly lift off into the dark regions of space.
As the mothership entered hyperspace things were normal. Time went past, although RepliNorbe was not watching the clock. As the mothership was approaching the edge of the galaxy something very strange happened, there was a flash of light and the engines stopped. Infact everything stopped. Propulsion, navagation, RepliNorbe had lost control. Gravity had also stopped. The mothership was slowly drifting into the void. RepliNorbe ordered the remaining fleets to search out help.
Time went by, it must have been years. RepliNorbe's energy reserves were slowly depleted by the harsh environment of the void. As his reserves dwindled down he reached out into the neural vortex to give his last order. His remaining forces, scattered and frail were to be united again in the worlds of the Tauri Alliance. From there they could continue to do as RepliNorbe wished, to bring a better universe for those who survived. With that done, RepliNorbe closed his eyes and allowed the inevitable to happen, his body froze with the ice of a thousand comets and his neural center ceased to function. Frozen in space, it was then that RepliNorbe finally died.
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As the information appeared on the neural information vortex, RepliNorbe knew this was the time to act. The enemy was vulnerable and his RepliUnits were as strong as ever. Reaching out with his mind, he ordered them to begin for their long journey.
RepliNorbe looked on at his world. If this was to succeed they would need to take everything they had, including the mothership. Made from 60000 tonnes of the finest replicator material, it was a magnificent sight. Silver and blue, the very sight of it would spell instant annihilation for all who are technologically strong.
One by one millions of RepliUnits poured onto the the mothership. It truly was remarkable. As they secured themselves RepliNorbe informed them of the destination. The enemy galaxy was far away, but the prize was so big. The Goa'uld. The Tauri. The Asgard. The Tolan. The Ancients. Powerful races, all at war with each other. Already weakened, they stand no chance against the replicator army.
RepliNorbe takes his place on the command deck of the mothership. He walks up to the control console, pausing for just a moment to look out over his homeworld once more. Suddently without warning he slams his hand on the console, as if to enstill true fear into the hearts of his enemies and ignites the engines of the mothership. His fleets follow his lead and they slowly lift off into the dark regions of space.
As the mothership entered hyperspace things were normal. Time went past, although RepliNorbe was not watching the clock. As the mothership was approaching the edge of the galaxy something very strange happened, there was a flash of light and the engines stopped. Infact everything stopped. Propulsion, navagation, RepliNorbe had lost control. Gravity had also stopped. The mothership was slowly drifting into the void. RepliNorbe ordered the remaining fleets to search out help.
Time went by, it must have been years. RepliNorbe's energy reserves were slowly depleted by the harsh environment of the void. As his reserves dwindled down he reached out into the neural vortex to give his last order. His remaining forces, scattered and frail were to be united again in the worlds of the Tauri Alliance. From there they could continue to do as RepliNorbe wished, to bring a better universe for those who survived. With that done, RepliNorbe closed his eyes and allowed the inevitable to happen, his body froze with the ice of a thousand comets and his neural center ceased to function. Frozen in space, it was then that RepliNorbe finally died.
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. I am very sad to see you leave but know that you had this planned for a long time. Enjoy you last year of school and do well. Keep in touch, you know where we will be.
