The Twelve Colonies

[-Caprica-]

Caprica and the Twelve Colonies formerly request admittance to the ESUS.

[Five Civilized Nations]

Scenario 1: One of your warships recieves two distress calls at the same time, both ships are in dire emergency. One of the ships is a pleasure cruise with 5,000 civilians on board along with the Nazi leader of Central Facehuggeria and the other ship is a Five Civilized Nations Kazansky Class Cruiser that is under siege from Shivan ships that are attempting to make a catastrophic break through our lines.

RP out the situation, and RP what you do about it. You do not have time to save both ships.

[-Caprica-.]

OOC: Ok here i am.

The Battlestar Copernicus slid through the darkness of space, unsuspecting, but vigilant, Commander Ardant thought of the future, the past, the present, why this should all trouble a man of only 24 years, no-one knew, but he thought none the less, his blue eyes glazed over, and his hand in his black hair.

"Sir, We have an incoming message, from the Pleasure Cruiser Eden, Sir." A Voice called out, penetrating into Commander Ardant's head, his thoughts jolted back to reality.

"Onscreen, Ensign" Ardant Replied to the voice, his tall frame rising from the command chair

"Sir, its audio only" The Ensign called back

"Play it then, ensign" Ardant said

"Uh, yes sir" The Ensign said, blushing

"This is th.. .. .. ser Eden .. .... 5,000 People onboard.. suffering critical .. The Leader of ..entral Facehuggeria.. onboard, request immead...e.. .. assistance" The message sputtered out, before a long time full of static

"That all, ensign?" Ardant asked, finally

"Yes sir" She Replied

"Set Course, sir?" The Helm Officer pipped up from behind the Commander

"Of course, ready the engines for FTL Jump on my ma..." The Commander was cut short by the Communications Officer

"Uh, Sir, We have another incoming message, from.. a Kazansky Class Cruiser of the Five Civilized Nations, its under heavy attack, it reports shivans are attempting to break through" She said, calmly

"What? Can it hold the line?" Ardant asked, fear of the decision he would have to make if it couldnt began to flood into the back of his mind

"She says she cant, sir, and the Eden is continuing to hail us, she needs help badly sir" The Ensign responded, almost not saying the words.

"Dear god.. how long do we have to reply to the Shivan incursion at best?" Ardant said quietly

"5 Minutes sir" The Ensign answered

The Commander slumped into his chair, he needed to think quickly, he could save 5,000 Lives and that of a National leader, not that he cared for Nazi's but obviously his nation did.. or he could help against the Shivan Incursion, hold the line, potentially saving Hundreds of Millions of lives, Most of the civilized galaxy knew what the shivans were capable of, but yet, the reason for the Eden's problems were not evident, the Shivans could of already broke the line, and had stumbled across the cruiser, that had somehow managed to slip away, now maybe the shivans were attempting to pull them away, leaving this area to their horde, no, The line would have to hold.

"Helm, Set course for the Eden" Ardant said finally

"Sir?" He Replied, Questioningly

"Follow your orders!" Ardant nearly barked at the man

"Yes sir, FTL Drives ready" He replied, Sheepishly

"All Hands, Prepare for FTL Jump" Ardant informed over the ship-communication systems

The Blackness of space was broken for a second or two as the flash of the FTL drive took them away, maybe this is how the fate of many is to be decided.

[Five Civilized Nations]

Scenario 2: A terrible virus has broken out in one of your cities and a quarentine has quickly been set up by your military.

RP from both sides of the quarentine. Bonus points for creativity.

[-Caprica-..]

OOC: Sorry for the delay, been away for a few days.

IC:

It had all started with one cell, not even alive, a few simple genes encompassed by their protein coat, a virus, one of the worst to be created, its genes were deadly in their simplicity, Kill, that’s all they needed to do, but by no means was it quick, a lingering death, a sickly feeling for a few hours, the real symptoms not even showing before the hour preluding your horrible painful death, as your bodies cells began to split apart, the virus splitting you at a cellular as its purpose of reproduction, during the last hour of your demise, you went crazy, at least the test subjects had, they lost 2 Technicians that day.

It had befallen the city of its creation now, the one cell had manifested itself in one person, within minutes, it had multiplied to the point of the man returning home from the Lab, home to his family, by the end of the day, everywhere he had walked, everyone he had seen, was infected too, the entire city of Erison, given or taken a few hundred souls, within the day, had been contaminated, but now action could be taken, a few of the vigilant personnel had discovered the minute crack, and they had informed those who needed to act.

1700 Hours, Local Time, Blockade Erison City, Caprican Moon of Thyra

The Immense Metal block thudded into place, finally, the shouts of those being kept inside of the blockade dying out, as they returned to the city, how unfortunate that they had not been quick enough, for these people were not infected, but as they made their way back into the city, the sickly feeling be felled them too, in all but a day they would be gone too.

Corporal Hanson Stood on the watchtower on the highway, his eyes locked firmly on the city as the fires began, looting, not that what they could take would have been any use to those dying inside. His Locked Gaze did not shift, not even as another man appeared at the top of the ladder behind him.

�Corporal? Uh…. Corporal?� The Man asked

�Yes?� Hanson replied, quietly

�The City is Blockaded fully, no-one has left, or entered, The Government has allowed us to use any force necessary till the disease kills them all off� The Still Anonymous man said, with not much emotion.

�That Easy, is it?� Hanson Replied

�Well, that’s why im here, Blockade 623 On the Speedrail reported there were hundreds of them coming up the track, they might of had a train they could of rammed the other blockades on the other tracks with� The Man informed him

�And this concerns me why?� Hanson asked

�Well, They opened fire� The Man answered him, with still no emotion “All Dead, Blockade hasn’t been infected, as of yet�

�Very well, Anything Else Advisor Nersan?� Hanson asked

�Ill Keep you updated� He replied

�Very Well� Hanson Replied

17:25, Central Park District, Erison City

�Get off of me you freak!�

�Im not infected! Please, help me!�

�GET AWAY FROM ME!!�

The shots ripped through the air, little did the man, who had mercilessly killed another, know, he was already infected.

In a office building overlooking the park, a Few men and women stood, their children seated in the corner.

�Did you see that?� A woman asked

“Disgusting� Replied another

�Alright alright, if we can get to the Comm Hub like we agree’d we ca…� The Man, who appeared to be the leader, was rudely cut off by a knock on the door, no, it wasn’t a knock, it sounded like 3 or 4 people furiously trying to bash the door down, the women grabbed the children and hurried into the neighbouring room, and stood watch, but ready to slam the door shut.

The Leader, The Man, Christopher, A Young man, once a office worker in this very office, now forced to lead a few he was convinced wasn’t infected, he had a doctor with them, but she had no idea what was going on, Chris and the men around him looked at the door, now buckling and breaking under the smashing from the other side.

The Men Cocked their weapons, found in a police storage depot, left open, for some reason.

The door buckled and crumpled slightly, they heard a scream, it chilled their very bones, the women at the door drew back, leaving one to watch.

The Men aimed their weapons.

The door burst open, And a group of men charged in screeching.

The men fired, and the room become a spray of bullets, one of the screeching men grabbed one of the uninfected men, and began smacking his head with his very own gun, soon, blood had splattered everywhere, and Christopher was alone, alone with one of these crazy freaks, Christopher finally got a look at this man, his face was falling apart, his arms half detached, his whole body, as if it had melted or was splitting apart, He rushed for Chris, he shot at the man, desperate to keep him away, but to no avail, the man smacked chris across the face and bit into his hand as he attempted to keep his broken body off of him, chris reached for the fun, brought it round, and smashed it into the other man, whos head promptly rolled off.

The Woman screamed, Christopher ran for the door, but this woman was the doctor, and she wasn’t taking any chances, and she slammed it in his face. And inside the room, the other door opened, and men entered the room of the woman and children.

Blockade of the City, 1900 Hours.

They were breaking out, insane people with no features, nothing, over-running blockades with inhuman strength, maybe they just couldn’t feel the shots permeating their bodies, and the security forces, over-run by this menace, Hanson was in a truck on the highway, its turret shooting behind it, the few men and woman, the featureless ones, over-running their slow comrades, and finally falling from their turrets shots.

As the Truck entered the City of Mersá, they were met by more of those with no features, and they were killed, killed by those of no face.

The Next Day, Caprican News Broadcast from Unaffected Colonies

�.. It appears the virus migrated to an airborne state, and made its course through the intercity underground tunnel network, reports indicate 5 Million dead in Erison Alone, added the other cities affected before nuclear retaliation and orbital bombardment, the Colonial government confirms Approximately 23 Million Dead.�

The Man watched the TV, and Smiled, he was safe, here on Caprica, but it was dormant inside of him, he did not know, and as he took a sip of his drink, the sick feeling finally came to Christopher.

[Five Civilized Nations]

Scenario #3: As the years have passed with your admittance to the ESUS, you have developed a strong, working relationship with many member nations of the alliance. However, one of the nations within the ESUS (you pick) has delved into your past and found chilling evidence of your collusion with the Shivans. As your allies desert you, your leaders attempt to maintain your threatened position within the alliance. RP as your leaders as they attempt diplomatically to remain...