Board Thread:Role Playing/@comment-27989107-20161221120540/@comment-24852191-20170108045531


 * The fleet ascends into orbit and forms up with the remaining ships. The darkness is just beyond the moon. I look at Lt. Commander Hawk.

Me: Lt. Hawk, patch me through to the fleet.

Hawk: Yes sir!

Me: Attention, all ships, this is Vice Admiral Strider aboard the Hansgraf. I know what you see before you may look unstoppable. But, what that means is, that it hasn't been oppsed by appropriate armada of UNSC warships crewed by veteran crews of the fighting 7th Fleet! All ships are to go to Combat Alert: Alpha and load all weapons.

Hawk: Sir, the other ships are sounding off and are reporting in.

Me: Good.


 * I look at Captain Stephans.

Me: Captain, sound general quarters!


 * Stephans looks at Commander Hanchel

Stephans: Sound general quarters!

Hanchel: Sound general quarters aye!


 * Hanchel presses a button at his station and the pulsing alert lights and klaxons come to life. I press a buuutton on my command chair, allowing me to speak through the shipboard intercom.

Me: General quarters, general quarters! All hands man yoir battlesations! All stations, we are at Combat Alert: Alpha!


 * I switch off the intercom and the bridge's alert klaxons. I look ahead  through the bridge's large observation window at the black storm as it begins engulfing the Moon.