That's right, I'm Back.

First off, let me apologies to previous Fleet Command Players for both my absence and letting my other threads die, i at least hope you had fun during their time of life.

With that in mind, and with a determination to make another "Fleet Command" on par with the first 30+ page epic, i offer this game, a fleet command focused on a role mostly ignored in previous editions editions: Squadron Leader.

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-Player limit: 6 (Ideally five Squadron Leaders and a Carrier Captain)
-Post Limit:(Combat Actions) One per day, (Comms and manovering) Unlimited.

-Players will also be given Credits at the successful completion of a mission, as well as abount for every kill made, Players can do with it what they wish. They can upgrade their craft with equipment, (i will make the shop available later.) they can horde it away for their own reasons, or they can donate it to their mother ship so it can provide better support.
- Players first create a squadron leader, this will represent them in the game world, then a squadron chosen from the type below, the exact number of craft is determined by squadron type as shown below.
- The Carrier Captain commands the mother ship and has full authority in regards to actions aboard his/her ship, although his starting ship is pre-determined, he/she chooses which upgrades he wishes to purchase and the ship's name. he/she is assisted by the ships Smart AI (controlled by me),known to all aboard as Lucy.
-Attack successes are decided by me.
-We're writing a story together here, please try to make your posts reflect that.

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Anyone interested may reserve a slot below as well as ask any questions, but nothing is final until you PM me your character sheet.
The captain's slot has been taken.

I want captain. Okay?

Still looking for squadron leaders.

Looks cool, but I'm in several other RP's, put me in the maybe pile please.

jad4400:
Looks cool, but I'm in several other RP's, put me in the maybe pile please.

Sure thing.

Sign up as a squadron leader now and get a coupon for one free Longsword-class fighter-bomber!

Spot for a Stike-Fighter squad leader?

Okay this looks really cool, can I reserve a spot as a Corvette commander?

jad4400:
Okay this looks really cool, can I reserve a spot as a Corvette commander?

Sure, just send me a character sheet and squadron description

Example (this is also going to be my hand in events aside from NPCs):

Name: Lucy

Position: Errant Venture's Command Support AI

Appearance: Prefers to appear on holographic pads as a young woman in a Alliance uniform, with her hair gathered behind her head in a braid that reaches her waist.

Bio: Created two years ago for an Alliance AI Battleship project that never really got off the ground, Lucy's mainframe was left to gather dust in an Alliance storage depot until she was sold along with other surplus equipment in order to cover the cost of the still raging Void War. How exactly she came to be the Control AI in an aging Republic cruiser is unknown, as is why she chooses to speak with a Russian accent. What is known is that she resents being discarded so abruptly by her creators and ensures that when she's upset, it gets spread around.

EDIT: Huh, for some reason i can't open spoiler tags. odd.

Ok, i feel we've waited long enough, any new players can be added later.

The story will begin soon.

I'm probably in more rps than is good for me but I'll join this one too. Character Sheet on its way.

Cool, let's do it.

Alright, cant wait to do this.

Yeah, we still need...two squadron leaders?

Prologue
Kicking the tires

Luna Station York's was a prime example of alliance construction,"Plain and functional", Eric Davidion thought to himself, casting an eye around the almost deserted bar with a sigh, "At least the view's spectacular."

Beyond the window beside him lay the shipyards, still buzzing with activity even at this late stage of the night cycle. Most people wouldn't have agreed with him, but then, it wasn't their ship that was the focus of activity, and Eric had learned to love ships from his parents.

The holo pad flickered, changing from an image of the Errant Venture to that of his support AI. like all AI's it was female, but unlike all AI's she regarded humanity as an inconvenience that she regretfully had to serve.

"The bill's come in." she announced, her Russian accent thick enough to float rocks. No greeting of course, this was Lucy, "and by my calculations you have enough money left to finish that drink, but the good news is that the PMC guild will sponsor your membership if you pass the Warrant of Fitness Trails. the rest of the crew's already aboard and I've placed the ship on standby, we're just waiting for you and those Chyort pilots. I can't find them with this Babushka of a Station AI restricting access to the security cameras, you're the only fool with their comm unit still on."

Eric nodded at Lucy as he sipped his drink, deciding to ignore her "personality quirks".

"Thank you, Lucy."

Some captains treated AI's like computers. Mindless, cold, unfeeling...

Eric preferred to have a good relationship with the one who controlled his onboard oxygen supplies.

"Head for the ship guys, I'll chat with the captain then meet up with you," Tom told his men as they stepped onto the station. Throwing his bag to his weapons officer, he started looking around for the bar in which he was to meet the man.

Tom wondered the maze like station until he finally found the captain at the bar. He wasn't much to look at, although this was far less important to Tom than how he performed his role. As Tom began striding to meet him, the captain looked around at him.

"Captain Davidson? Squadron leader Alderson," Tom introduced himself whilst offering a brief salute.

Eric finished off his drink, placing the empty cup on the bar for the bartender to clean.

"Put it on my tab, it'll take the money from my account."

He turned and looked at Tom.

"No need to be so formal, just call me Eric."

"Of course sir," said Tom, sitting down next to Eric. "I've sent my men on ahead to your ship, I'm sure the quartermaster on board will sort them out. We'll be ready to move our ship into your bays as some as we're done here."

Tom ordered a drink for himself from the bartender. Whilst waiting for it to come he said to Eric, "We'll be talking deals when all the others are here, I take it?"

Eric nodded.

"Of course. Most of our money went into the ships, so we're gonna need to get together and find a job."

Mila and her crew were playing card in the hanger. They were geting minor maintence taken care of and the lead fixer-uper guy owed her a favor.

"Royal Flush, read it and weep guys"

The crew handed over their money, while Mila was the only woman in her crew, she was practically one of the guys.

Mila heard an announcment over the P.A, somthing about the leaders of the Ventures squadrens meeting. She grumbeled, she was winning and hated to leave a good game. Still it was work and her guys had families to feed. So she stood up and headed over the the Bar, she ordere her guys to get to the Venture.

Inside she saw the captain, she remebered his name was Eric, he was talking with another guy, she remembered him from the crew mixer, he was in charge of the bombers.

Mila pulled up a seat next to the two and rested her feet on the table while ordering a drink

"Sup' captain, We going on some crazy adventure? I had my guys go to the ship and our Corvettes should be there soon, just having a little matience done on them."

Eric raised his eyebrow at Mila.

"We've not taken any jobs currently, I was waiting for the others first."

Mila's drink arrived and she drank half of it with one gulp before slamming the glass on the table.

"You mean Devon? Where is that guy anyways?"

Devon lowered his head, chuckling slightly in embarrassment at the broadcast Lucy sent out. He never quite understood what was wrong with the AI, but he found it humorous regardless. He tapped the quick message button on his communicator twice, and all the members of Terra Squadron received two beeps. Knowing that meant to return to the commander, his squadron all dropped their various activities around the station and went to the docking bay where the Errant Vulture was located.

The 6 found their way to the ship, where Devon was waiting patiently. He addressed them all, "I just received a message from the captain. All squadron leaders are to meet with him briefly, and all other personel are to wait on the ship. Wait in your quarters. I will return shortly." The 6 saluted him, and he turned and left.

Devon walked to the 'Silver Wing' as he was instructed, seeing the many odd people of the galaxy sitting at the various tables in the bar. People with piercings and tatoos of every shape in the oddest places. Some had curious hair, some had curious clothing. Upon scanning the bar, Devon located Captain Davidson, and approached him formally. "Good day, Captain."

"Hey Devon's here guys" Mila said as she finished her drink. She had another one in her hand before Devon had sat down.

"So captain, now that we're all here what are we gonna do?"

"Getting the ship of the ground would be a good idea." Lucy injected, her arms folded, "The Guild have agreed to pay for us to take the trails, but after that your on your own financially and their servers are restricted to members, so that means no contracts too-"

She paused, tilting her head as if listening intently at something, then sighed and muttered something in Russian under her breath, "and yet another drain on my mainframe joins the crew. how lovely."

The AI turned her semi-transparent features to Eric, "Got another corvette squadron for you Captain, I'll send his details to your pad. But aside from that i don't think we need to discuss anything else, Besides, the barman is giving you dirty looks."

With that she vanished and the holopad in the centre of the table shut down.

Devon's gaze intensified as he heard Lucy. "ANOTHER Corvette squadron? Dammit, we don't need another Corvette squadron! Weren't we supposed to find an Inteceptor squadron here? THAT'S what we need! Our squadron can't hold off an Inteceptor Squad by ourselves! We'd get destroyed if one attacked us! I know Corvettes have the firepower to take them down... But they don't have the speed. Call me paranoid, but I think we need some Interceptors."

"Who slow down there Devon" Mila said as she finished another drink. "While interceptors have the speed and the capabilites, they would still have to get past the corvette screen. We could advance in a line and push the fighters back."

She began on her third drink before continuting

"I do think it would be prudent do have an interceptor squadren, but most of those guys have lucrative contracts with the more well established captains. Considering we're just starting out we might not get our interceptors right away, but I do thnk we should eventually aquire them."

Eric pulled out his pad, looking at the information Lucy had sent him.

"Good lord, how do you pronounce that?! Oh, nevermind."

He looked around at his assembled crew.

"Interceptors would be nice, but corvettes are fine for now. We can have one 'vett squadron for defense, and one for covering our bombers and strike-fighters."

Mila set down her empty glass and looked at Eric

"So, when do we take the ships out? I want to get framiliar with how we will operate out there"

"So, when do we take the ships out? I want to get familiar with how we will operate out there"
"The sooner we get to gunning, the better." said a brisk voice, at nearly eye level with the table.
"Captain Davidson, pleasure and honor." said the small man with a salute. "I hear-tell of the creation of a mercenary squadron, and you're the man to see."

Eric looked down at the small man.

"Oh, um...hello?"

He glanced back at his pad.

"I assume you're...Klarfalgue? And, uh, call me Eric."

Mila was about to have another drink when she saw the man appear at the table

"Oh hi, welcome to our little gathering. Now the gangs all here" she said happily.

"I assume you're...Klarfalgue? And, uh, call me Eric."
", Eric, then call me Klau."
"Oh hi, welcome to our little gathering. Now the gangs all here"

Mila slurped down her drink and then looked over at Eric

"So captain ,whats our next corse of action now that we're all here?"