==This is RP only for the ones who are femilliar with The Assistent and wish to recover his memorys.==
Near, and on the planet, you can feel a dark vibe... It stretches for a lightyear away from the planet...
On the planet spikes of ice are everywhere... Some even go out of orbit, a big one even holds a big spaceship in place. Others are small, but still dangerous... Landing on it is impossible, even walking on it is a challange and dangerous.
There are no cloads, no ozon layer... And a small bit of gravity. So breathing is impossible down there...
Namek hmm...just a question, will there be intresting creatures? (just if it worth for me to interact with this event)
The cell door of the Assistants prison slides open. Standing outside of it are a squadron of Special Forces Assault Troopers, otherwise known as Elites. To the side, James stands handcuffed. They will bring him along if they need to push the assistant emotionally.
The leader of the Elites steps forward and grabs the assistant by the collar. He whispers to the assistant
He hauls the assistant to his feet and forcefully frog marches him down to the frigate bay, where they board a light transport. The light transport takes off and jumps once they are clear of the Dominator Station
After a while, a single rift-signature is detected, and an Explorer-class beacon bursts into existence, in high orbit around the Ice planet.
Recollection: The fabric-embedded algorithm is still searching, but this is so far the best result. The Beacon is now tuned to your frequency.
A Nobility- and Research-type Subcore exit their respective Rift-portals near the Beacon. ((Blueprint for Trader-Class Nobility Subcore coming soon)) ...After a while a Trader-Class Transport ship arrives as well, and two squads of Sim-Programs, as well as two Core-AI avatars, are beamed onboard to begin the landing sequence onto the Ice planet.
but since your faction is not familiar with 'The 6' and their 'Assistant', you can't join this event.
(It does have some creatures, but this is unforntunately more for people like Ultra, who wants to unravel more about Inmera and the Assistent.)
The Carrier also has an Escort of 2 Seraph Class Superlight Corvettes (Under @FangTheCat's Command Ofc)
You see a giant planet made of ice... It is extremely spiky and one of the bigger spikes holds a giant ship.... On te surface you see several caves, wich may lead very deep in the planet...
When you inspect closer, you see several crashed ships, some even have giant spikes in them, piercing the ships...
(The ships are just carriers, their plan is to land and deploy several Class III machines, as class three does not require an atmosphere to function. The Cargo is for additional supplies.)
Landing is extremely dangerous, there is no flat surfice, only ice... The ice is designed to stop anyone from landing, and doing it succesfully... When one of the thrusters comes near a spike, the fire of it doesnt even slightly melt it... This is no ordinairy ice...
On closer inspection, you see caves leading inside the planet, big enough to let medium fighters or small transporters in... But that is very dangerous, but walking might succeed...
The ships enter planet's weak gravitational field, the ships' shields are activated, the ships land in the middle of an area, in between the massive spike and the caves..
"The fleet commander got an ant up his pants and needed a bird to get rid of it. That little bird also told the fleet commander that there was an icecube across the other side of the table that seems to be important to you"
Your ship has been damaged by several spikes, but on closer inspection it isnt that bad, fixing it will cost not much time with the right tools.
Walking on it may be troublesome... Since even on the surface there are small spikes wich may cause holes in the spacesuit...
You see several small caves wich are 2 to 4 meters in diameter. And a bigger cave wich may fit a medium fighter or a small transporter.
The Cyan Avatar, who is Window-Null just recently changing out of festive mode, examines the readings from the Transport ship.
"Warning: These terrain conditions are extremely unsafe. No viable landing zones, highly unsafe travelling conditions... It was not shaped for anyone or anything to safely exist on it, Wing-Pandora."
The Golden Avatar, A more feminine-framed Core-AI with three arms made entirely of various geometrical prisms, just chuckles.
"Just give me the readings you have on the planet and I will instruct the Transport crew to construct a medium-sized Caravan Platform that can effectively traverse this impossibly hostile location."
"The terrain is about standard Terran temperature, at least around this area, but sharp abrasions capable of puncturing ship hulls at the right velocity--"
"Done. One enclosed, non-conducting Caravan Platform with the most durable armor and advanced hover-transport technology is ready to be deployed. After you, Explorer."
The transport nears the surface of the Ice planet and opens the loading ramp. an enclosed, trapezohedral platform the size of about two Semi Haulers side-by-side buzzes and skims over the jagged, icy ground. In it are the two Core-AI Avatars and 5 Sim-Program Androids from each of the two participating classes, plus one Trader-Class android piloting the Caravan. It has an elemental forcefield activated, just in case temperatures reach unsafe extremes, as well as heavy composite armor - akin to those seen on armored transports. It stays afloat thanks to a dual set of high-power servo-controlled Hover plates. It is bright yellow with blue and cyan stripes, and the DC logo is shown on the top and sides of the platform.
Window-Null suddenly realizes something and turns to Wing-Pandora. "Trader, I have seen this pattern play out multiple times. Some things are hidden away for a reason. I want you to plant some cataclysm-grade devices all over this planet--"
"No. I flat-out refuse to comply with this. Not only is it impossible to do with the spikes all over this planet, but my protocol forbids me from constructing such a terrible device."
"Gliding into it, more like it. What's preventing you from just turning back and ignoring this escapade completely?"
"Curiosity gnaws at my core more than the other Explorer-class Core-AI. Not only that, I had promised a library guardian AI and an assistant of questionable mental state that I would find a solution. Ultimatum: This is the closest I have come, and I am committed, if you do not wish to help me, then you yourself can turn back."
"Your plan calls first and foremost a diplomatic approach with a likely hostile entity - you require my specialization in order for this plan to work. Leaving you now would threaten the Collective's future, depending on what she asks of you and what you tell her. I cannot leave even if I want to, but to be honest I do cherish the challenge."
"Conclusion: Then we continue, without a fallback plan or a failsafe to ensure our survival. I never expected this to be easy, Wing-Pandora. You should also have expected this."
"I cherish the challenge because I am forced to, Window-Null. Like Explorer-Class Core-AI do so often, Diplomats also have to take risks."
The ships land, a physical shield protects the ships from the ground, while an Energy shield protects the rest of the ships.
Out of the two smaller ships comes 3 Remnant Class III Machines.. they appear to lack spacesuits but have an alternate set of armor.. One of the machines works its way towards the cargo ship, removing from it Three small vehicles, each powered by several Remnant cores, upon being started, they hum as they lift off the ground, low-altitude hover transport.. One of the machines speaks, clearly unaffected by the environment..