Neuro welcome back, hope the vaca was great.
Looking forward to the next installment from you.
I apologize to you for others who feel the need to use your thread to try and belittle others.
13thPaladin
Edited by - 13thPaladin on 7/21/2004 10:24:54 AM
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Wed Jul 21, 2004 1:09 pm
well if i dont get some more hits on my Captured fourm, it might get closed down and i wont get to finish my story. Can somone plz post somthing on my fourm, so i can put the next episode up. i dont want to be banned for putting too many posts in a row.
Wed Jul 21, 2004 2:15 pm
neuro, i echo what everyone else has said. This is some good work.
With regards to all the copyright stuff, i think, someone correct me if i'm wrong, but you do need to approach microsoft as they own the name and get permission from them to be able to use the name, they would also no doubt ask for a large proportion of profit gained by selling it.
The first thing you need to do is speak/write/e-mail microsoft.
keep up the good story. i look forward to the last installments.
With regards to all the copyright stuff, i think, someone correct me if i'm wrong, but you do need to approach microsoft as they own the name and get permission from them to be able to use the name, they would also no doubt ask for a large proportion of profit gained by selling it.
The first thing you need to do is speak/write/e-mail microsoft.
keep up the good story. i look forward to the last installments.
Wed Jul 21, 2004 8:43 pm
All right, everyone, wipe the drool off your chins and prepare to enjoy the long-awaited next chapter.
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Chapter 14
The Order attack fleet flew through a heavy dust cloud.
"I'm not showing any hostiles yet," noted King, "but this dust could be interfering with scans. Stay frosty, people."
The dust cloud began to thin out, and the ships emerged from the cloud into open space.
"Good God, there it is! Alpha Wing, prepare to engage! Trent, I'm dispatching the Liberty fighters and cruisers to provide you cover for your run to the jump hole. Looks like it's not too far from the gate. Good luck, and you owe me a drink if we survive this."
"Good luck to you, King. Beta wing, prepare to break on my mark...now!"
Trent and his fighter wing broke formation and headed for the jump hole.
"Heads up people!" King said. "Nomad fighters coming in!"
Trent looked up to see several waves of Nomad fighters coming toward them.
"Beta Leader, we'll handle them," the commander of the Liberty fighters said. "Liberty Wing, break and engage!" The Liberty fighters broke and began to attack. The cruisers provided cover fire.
A group of Nomad fighters broke off and began to engage Beta Wing as they mad their run for the jump hole. As they approached weapons range, Trent noticed that the Nomad ships seemed to lose control for a moment, then they broke off and flew away, taking their shots from extreme range.
"The cardamine seems to be holding them off!" Trent said.
"Don't count your chickens yet, Trent. They're eating us up from long range. Good luck, buddy."
"Stand by, here's the jump hole. All fighters follow me!" Trent flew into the jump hole and the rest of the fighters followed suit. Even after seeing the images of what awaited them, Trent was in shock at what he saw.
The Nomad shipyard stretched for what looked like eternity. A large structure, the other end of the Nomad jump gate, stood nearby.
"Sweet mother of God," Trent breathed.
"I don't think even she can help us now," Von Claussen said. "There's too many of them."
"Beta Wing, lock and load!" Trent armed his first torpedo and flew to the closest battleship as a wave of Nomad fighters engaged them. Trent targeted the battleship and launched the torpedo, pulling away to avoid enemy fire.
The warhead closed the gap in a few seconds, striking the battleship amidships. The warhead exploded, and the effect was unlike anything the pilots had ever seen. The battleship wobbled and seemed to melt into nothingness before their eyes, leaving nothing but a few scattered fragments.
"My God, the warheads work!" Von Claussen yelled. "All fighters engage the battleships! Take them down!" The Order fighters complied, launching their torpedoes. Several of the warheads were destroyed on approach, but many found their targets. In a matter of minutes, twenty-two Nomad battleships had been eliminated. Losses for the Order were also heavy. Even with the cardamine on board to repel the Nomads, fifteen fighters had been destroyed.
"Beta Wing, this is Beta Leader. Give me a weapons check," Trent called.
The news was not good. Each of the fighters had been armed with two cardamine warheads. There were now a total of twelve torpedoes left, and at least fifty Nomad battleships were still operational.
"Damn! We're going to have to try our conventional weapons. We've got to take out as many as we can."
"My God in heaven," Von Claussen whispered. "We are too late."
Trent turned and felt an icy ball materialize in his stomach. The Nomad jump gate leading to Omicron Zeta suddenly flashed to life, and the remaining Nomad battleships powered up and began to move to the now-active gate. Trent cursed and flew toward the closest battleship, firing every weapon he had at his disposal.
It was not enough. The remaining cardamine torpedoes had been fired, taking down nine more battleships. The rest of the battleships began to move through the gate into the Sirius Sector.
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Charter member of the Foundation for the Legalization of Medicinal Cardamine
Edited by - neuromancer on 7/21/2004 9:44:12 PM
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Chapter 14
The Order attack fleet flew through a heavy dust cloud.
"I'm not showing any hostiles yet," noted King, "but this dust could be interfering with scans. Stay frosty, people."
The dust cloud began to thin out, and the ships emerged from the cloud into open space.
"Good God, there it is! Alpha Wing, prepare to engage! Trent, I'm dispatching the Liberty fighters and cruisers to provide you cover for your run to the jump hole. Looks like it's not too far from the gate. Good luck, and you owe me a drink if we survive this."
"Good luck to you, King. Beta wing, prepare to break on my mark...now!"
Trent and his fighter wing broke formation and headed for the jump hole.
"Heads up people!" King said. "Nomad fighters coming in!"
Trent looked up to see several waves of Nomad fighters coming toward them.
"Beta Leader, we'll handle them," the commander of the Liberty fighters said. "Liberty Wing, break and engage!" The Liberty fighters broke and began to attack. The cruisers provided cover fire.
A group of Nomad fighters broke off and began to engage Beta Wing as they mad their run for the jump hole. As they approached weapons range, Trent noticed that the Nomad ships seemed to lose control for a moment, then they broke off and flew away, taking their shots from extreme range.
"The cardamine seems to be holding them off!" Trent said.
"Don't count your chickens yet, Trent. They're eating us up from long range. Good luck, buddy."
"Stand by, here's the jump hole. All fighters follow me!" Trent flew into the jump hole and the rest of the fighters followed suit. Even after seeing the images of what awaited them, Trent was in shock at what he saw.
The Nomad shipyard stretched for what looked like eternity. A large structure, the other end of the Nomad jump gate, stood nearby.
"Sweet mother of God," Trent breathed.
"I don't think even she can help us now," Von Claussen said. "There's too many of them."
"Beta Wing, lock and load!" Trent armed his first torpedo and flew to the closest battleship as a wave of Nomad fighters engaged them. Trent targeted the battleship and launched the torpedo, pulling away to avoid enemy fire.
The warhead closed the gap in a few seconds, striking the battleship amidships. The warhead exploded, and the effect was unlike anything the pilots had ever seen. The battleship wobbled and seemed to melt into nothingness before their eyes, leaving nothing but a few scattered fragments.
"My God, the warheads work!" Von Claussen yelled. "All fighters engage the battleships! Take them down!" The Order fighters complied, launching their torpedoes. Several of the warheads were destroyed on approach, but many found their targets. In a matter of minutes, twenty-two Nomad battleships had been eliminated. Losses for the Order were also heavy. Even with the cardamine on board to repel the Nomads, fifteen fighters had been destroyed.
"Beta Wing, this is Beta Leader. Give me a weapons check," Trent called.
The news was not good. Each of the fighters had been armed with two cardamine warheads. There were now a total of twelve torpedoes left, and at least fifty Nomad battleships were still operational.
"Damn! We're going to have to try our conventional weapons. We've got to take out as many as we can."
"My God in heaven," Von Claussen whispered. "We are too late."
Trent turned and felt an icy ball materialize in his stomach. The Nomad jump gate leading to Omicron Zeta suddenly flashed to life, and the remaining Nomad battleships powered up and began to move to the now-active gate. Trent cursed and flew toward the closest battleship, firing every weapon he had at his disposal.
It was not enough. The remaining cardamine torpedoes had been fired, taking down nine more battleships. The rest of the battleships began to move through the gate into the Sirius Sector.
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Charter member of the Foundation for the Legalization of Medicinal Cardamine
Edited by - neuromancer on 7/21/2004 9:44:12 PM
Thu Jul 22, 2004 7:52 am
WOW! and i thought my story was good. ur a natural born writer. I need more, this suspence is murder. and i have up Captured pt 13 if anyone cares
Thu Jul 22, 2004 9:22 am
Very nice. I believe that in the end, the Nomad will enter the sirius sector and will find all of the ships in the sector and a huge battle will be opened, or something like that.
We Will fight in the space!
We Will fight on the planets!
We will fight in the fields and in the belts!
We will fight in the galaxies!
WE SHELL NEVER SERRENDER!!!
We Will fight in the space!
We Will fight on the planets!
We will fight in the fields and in the belts!
We will fight in the galaxies!
WE SHELL NEVER SERRENDER!!!
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