So Close, Yet So Far. (Galactya-Federation First Contact) [0 BBT] {Updated}

Foreword by Stormfire10

Hello, A1-0 Roleplayers. It’s been about ten months~ since this First Contact originated. Firstly, I’d like to say I’ve enjoyed my time here, brief and delayed as it may have been. Secondly, the reason this First Contact is structured the way it was, is because we barely planned it out. This means, that there was no script, and that things had the chance to go violent, which it did. Thirdly, I appreciate Galaxiel, Kingtem, killermantiss, Taisenbot, and Of_the_Ages, for letting me have the fun this rp provided. Fourthly, the reason the original first contact remains up is at my request. This was my first first contact, and I love coming back to read it sometimes. This RP will have slight clerical changes that reflect retcons done during the subsequent months following this rp. Finally, thank you for rereading this.

-A. SF10
“Sector’s Northwest Corner Hugger”

Three lines indicate a change in perspective




Taivaallinen, the Galactyan Empire’s most beautiful and mysterious black hole.


Regional Galactyan Date: 32/10/6000 P.E.
Standard Sectorial Date: 0 BBT


Region: Celestial Empire Of Galactya
On a Galactyan Orbital Research Station around Taivaallinen


The Taivaallinen System was weird, even by the standards of the very dense Region of space that the Galactyan Empire occupied. Sure, black holes weren’t strange for the Galactyans, but to find multiple planets in stable orbits around one, some of them with their own moons, was truly incredible. Thanks to the shining accretion disk of the black hole, continuously fueled by the near "Celestial Wall"Molecular Clouds, all of the planets were heated to temperatures that, with a little bit of Terraforming help, could easily be considered habitable. Thus, all of the five planets were colonized, even the gas giant, and the system became one of the biggest tourist attractions in the Empire, both for the Galactyan citizens and the Empire’s alien friends. Still, the inner zone of the system was utterly chaotic, the accretion disk littered with the remnants of shattered worlds, becoming smaller and smaller due to tidal forces.

What was truly weird about the system though, was Taivaallinen itself. Some of the black hole’s properties… didn’t make sense. Some of the energy readings of the object matched the ones of Drakari Warp Rifts, and it’s ergosphere was impossibly stable, like it wasn’t even spinning at all. Some of the other properties were also similar to the ones of Gil Miria, in the Calerostian Empire. For a while it was suspected that Taivaallinen could be some sort of wormhole-like object, but nothing had ever been observed exiting it, so that hypothesis died quick. But still, after hundreds of years of research, the object’s nature couldn’t yet be explained.

The Orbital Research Station that was established around it centuries ago was still monitoring Taivaallinen, and the readings were weird, but stable and unchanging. Suddenly though, the energy levels started… rising.




Regional Stardate: 0 BBT
Standardized Federation Stardate: 12/20/9300


Region: Technocratic Federation of Sereniani Space
The ABH-003 Black Hole, ABHS-1A


A few warp relays conjunct at ABH-003. Now, normally, the federation avoids Abnormal Black Hole Systems. It’s usually too dangerous, or the radiation is too high. ABH-003, however is just right. Until today.

Today, ABH-003 ejected thousands of small particles. Most of it bounced off ABHS-1A, however, such an observation had never been seen before by Federation Scientists. Ever. Always one to snatch an opportunity, Atlia Reach authorized a series of exercises involving a few microsats. The plan is to send them through, and have them return immediately. Testing to see if they would still function, and to see if they were still intact.




The energy levels peaked, reaching a magnitude never before observed, and the Station’s sensors started going crazy. But, suddenly, the radars picked up on something else.

UNIDENTIFIED OBJECTS LOCATED EXITING TAIVAALLINEN’S EVENT HORIZON!

The scientists, panicking, activated the scanners, but before anything could actually be picked up, the objects disappeared again, plunging back into the abyss of darkness. The entire station was left dumbfounded. They knew that Taivaallinen presented strange properties, but this was completely unprecedented! Could it have been a quantic fluctuation that brought the objects in existence? Or perhaps a new undiscovered form of Melanohelian Radiation? Or, maybe… the old hypothesis was true. Maybe Taivaallinen was a Wormhole. The station contacted the other planets in the system, telling them to activate their defenses. At this point Galactya was basically used to first contacts, but it was always best to be at least careful when they happened.




Star data, the stuff that was collected before returning indicates this area is in the Lampshade Galaxy. The area explored outside the Event Horizon shows mostly desolation, granted the cameras aren’t that great.

Perhaps, the scientists wondered, should we send something bigger across? We could gather some of the resources for study, it seemed Atlia Reach had remained elusive, and-

“ABHS-1A Intercom. All Flight Personnel, all hands to preliminary flight stations. You have 15 Minutes. This is not a drill. TFSS Ixso to sortie immediately.”

The scientists sighed. Gathering all their equipment, the flight teams made it to the rather donut shaped hanger, where the Ixso awaited. Drydock configuration wasn’t an issue, she was made with an anti minelayer suite for this exact purpose. Clear a path for the others.

“ABHS-1A Intercom. TFSS Ixso to clear drydock. Sortie and await orders.”

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For a good while, nothing happened. The energy levels re-stabilized and everything went back to normal for a bit. But, just as the tension was dying down, the energy levels started rising again, this time even more so than before.


ENERGY LEVELS SURGE DETECTED!
ACTIVATING SCANNERS!
ACTIVATING DEFENSES!


This was it. The anomalies that manifested before were a warning sign, and this was the big deal. As energy surged again to levels even higher than the ones detected previously, another bigger object could be seen exiting from the event horizon. As the scanners activated, the unidentified vessel appeared onto the Station’s screens. It was small, not larger than around 1 kilometer, and it’s design was different from any known civilization. These truly were aliens. This could be fun.

As was now basically common protocol, after the alien vessel completely exited Taivaallinen’s event horizon, the Station sent out a message to the System’s Security Nexus, activated it’s universal translators and opened a direct communication line with the vessel. The scientists hoped that they also had a similar technology.


UNIDENTIFIED VESSEL, YOU ARE TRESPASSING IN THE TERRITORY OF THE CELESTIAL EMPIRE OF GALACTYA. IDENTIFY YOURSELF IMMEDIATELY PLEASE.




TFSS Ixso
Combat Information Center

“Board–”

“I need a damn report!”

“Exited wormhole successfully!”

“By the gates, where are we?”

“Comm Array is out! We got our **** rocked by debris!”

“Sensors Suite?”

“We’re blind! Too much radiation?”

“Orbit?!”

“Are we operating visually?”

“Good gates, this is chaos.”

The chatter continues, for a few seconds until a frustrated officer yells

“Shut up!”

“We gotta fix this–”

“Cool our damn heads!”

the rest of the officers in the CiC fall silent

The officer lowers his voice

“Alright. I need shields!”

“Shields, 50%, Antimatter reserves depleted!”

“Reactors!”

“Four & Five are dead!”

“Hangar Bay?”

“Suffered critical damage. Most supplies are ruined.”

“Consumable supplies?”

“Two days.”

“CIPDS?”

“Booting from a cold start now!”


TFSS Ixso
Combat Information Center
Five Minutes later…

“AMS Status?”

“It’s in a semi functional state.”

“Get it moving.”

“Starshot Probe.”

“It’s… functioning.”

“We need a Pulsar Corvi.”




That was weird. No response, not even a reaction. Usually other aliens would still send a message back, even if they didn’t understand the language, but this time they didn’t even acknowledge them. Maybe their communication systems had been damaged or their response signal was either out of range or was too distorted by Taivaallinen.

Regardless, the Orbital Station activated one of it’s communication probes and sent it towards the alien vessel, to send again the message at a much closer distance.


The Probe activated it’s fusion engine and descended onto the accretion disk and onto the alien ship. As it did so, various machines could be seen being deployed by the ship, and started trying to… “clean” the accretion disk. That must have meant that they didn’t know anything about the area, considering how it was literally impossible to clean the constantly refueled disk.

As the Probe got even closer, it sent the message again.


UNIDENTIFIED VESSEL, YOU ARE TRESPASSING IN THE TERRITORY OF THE CELESTIAL EMPIRE OF GALACTYA. IDENTIFY YOURSELF IMMEDIATELY PLEASE.




Federation Space, ABHS-1A

A few hours had passed. Starting to worry, Atlia Reach was about halfway through ordering TFSS Caesium to enter the wormhole to assist the assumed stricken Ixso.

Well, as they were doing that, the Starshot Probe arrived. In perfect condition, the Commander described their predicament. They requested any ECV to assist in operations on the far side of ABH-003.

“Flight Personnel to Drydock 3. TFSS PSR-332 to Sortie. Request additional AMS equipment in storage. Load spare antenna. 15 Minutes.”


Taivaallinen Side of Wormhole
TFSS Ixso, Combat Information Center

The CiC was abuzz with activity, when the Radar Operations Officer (RO) yells out

“Contact, 5’Oclock high!”

“Standardized RoE?”

“Ugh. This could be literally anywhere in Lampshade.”

“Weapons tight! Weapons tight!”

“Get me a damn radio. Multispectral. I don’t care!”

“Why would we have–”

“Cut it to silence, I want some damn vis’s. Get me a look at that thing.”

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The scientists from the station decided to attempt contact through a friendliness flare, which had proven to be rather effective in many past experiences. Rising high above the accretion disk, the flare exploded, releasing a giant mass of purplish plasma in the shape of a smiling face.

Meanwhile, one of the nearby Warships was called to the system, and ordered to track at the planet of the system closer to the black hole. They still didn’t know if these aliens were actually unable to communicate or if they were actively deciding not to, and if so, if they had ill intentions.

(OOC: TGE Speaking)

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Taivaallinen Side of Wormhole
Embedded Bridge Command Center, TFSS PSR-332

“PSR-332. Report.”

“Reactors, cleared.”

“Ewar Systems, cleared.”

“Communication Suite, cleared.”

“All Nonessential Systems, cleared.”

“…Board, Picture, Situation.”

“Anything on open or closed line Multispectral?”

“Nothing.”

“It’s still dead in space.”

“Helmsmen, get us within boarding range of the Ixso. We gotta make sure they’re alright.”

“Contact, 3 o’clock high!”

“Visual?”

“Push it out of focus for now, just keep moving.”

Wired Communication, TFSS Ixso & TFSS PRC-332

“Hello?”

“Comms cleared.”

“You see that… Smiley face?”

“Saw it too. Any specified Operating procedures?”

“Any markings?”

“Nothing we’ve ever seen.”

“Pretty foreign, then.”

“Our fourth and fifth reactors are out. Our hangars are sealed.”

“You need us to vent your reactors?”

“Won’t we be on emergency ox?”

“We’re all clear here.”

“You can go ahead with venting.”

“Reactor four, venting.”

“Five, venting.”

“Shutting down one, two, and three.”

–Five Minutes Later–

“Begining startup, One, Two, Three, Four, and Five.”

–Ten Seconds of Silence Follow–

“All reactors, operating green. Thanks here.”

“Get our multispect up. Multispect fifth fleet, we’re all clear here.”

“Our long distance comms are out, you spare a probe?”

“Yeah, we’re throwing it out now.”

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