User blog comment:USS Enterprise CVN-65/The New (And Improved) Official Roleplay Room/@comment-12271231-20160916223441



Sith territory, just outside the core.

Vestrus stands on the bridge of his flagship, waiting with bated breaths, but for what? Suddenly, a smirk crosses his face underneath his mask. Why? His mask glints a sinister red, as a beam of light crosses its reflective surfaces.

Sol System

People are going about their daily business on Earth, Ceres, and various ships within the system. The news is on in a restaurant, people are having breakfast. A calm breeze blows on a beach, the waves gently crashing. School is in session, students work furiously at their desk on an essay due the next day. Two young lovers walk the street, pausing occasionally to look at each other. The beam comes into view, it's seen for miles around. The peaceful ocean is its point of impact. With the beam nearly 100 feet above the water, steam gushes as the red pillar penetrates its still waters. The beam hits the bottom, the shockwave is felt around the planet, but not for long. Students clamber to the windows, the people in the restaurant as well, and the lovers shudder, all not knowing what will happen. First comes the wave of ash, it blinds the people, then comes the heat, mercifully, the victims are vaporized in a split second. The sound comes too late to be heard by the now-ash being blown back by the force of the explosion. Half the world is burned and turned to glass within seconds. Ceres is completely destroyed, Europa too. Mars is spared (OOC: I'm not f***ing suicidal). Starkiller base has been fired, at last, by Vestrus, who had been working on it for countless months at the Star Forge. As the shock sets in, a large detachment of Vestrus' fleet warps into the system. The message sent is clear, war has been declared.

(OOC: I'm back, not sure for how long. This is my way of saying hi again! Please don't swamp me with cries of GM and flame me. Really not in the mood for that.)