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Cerulean Sky

Cerulean Sky

The Life of Jacquelyn Hamilton

Hey everyone, the creative juices are flowing again, and I'm back with my latest story/AAR.

Cerulean Sky
The Life of Jacquelyn Hamilton

Episode One: Cerulean Two

December 9th, 2225

"Do you know what I love about you?" she asked as she wrapped herself around him, and let her fingers slide through his thinning hair.

"No, please enlighten me." Henry responded as he gave her a light kiss on her parted lips.

"I love your complete confidence, your focus on an objective, never wavering, never letting any emotional or psychological barrier stop you. Your raw determination." as she kissed his lips, his neck, letting him caress her.

"Thank you my dear, and in a few weeks, I hope you love something else about me." Henry said as he pulled her closer.

"Your desire for power is exactly what drew me to you, but I love you already. But yes, I will love to see you finally get everything you've dreamed of, what you deserve, in a few weeks." and she looked at him longingly in the eyes.

"I couldn't do it without you, Laci. Everything is all set to go, all thanks to you." and he kissed her hard on the lips again.

"Yes...all thanks to me." and Laci and Henry fell back under the covers of his bed.



December 18th, 2225

"Madam Vice President, does the Administration feel slighted by the Secretary of Defense for announcing his own candidacy for the Presidency even though President Ashton is only in his first term?"

"Madam Vice President, what about the crisis on Rhea? Does the administration plan on sending troops?"

"Madam Vice President, can you comment on the rumors that your husband was caught having an affair with your lead aide?"

"Madam Vice President, is it true that the colonists on Ceres Station have rebelled against Union control?"

"Madam Vice President....Madam Vice President...Madam....."



....Markus, my new lead aide, knocked soflty on my office door and poked his head in, "Madam Vice President? The President is here."

Rubbing my temples, I pushed away the latest stack of reports, newspapers, and other paperwork I had received that day. "Thank you Markus, please send him in." and with that the small but athletic frame of President Ashton entered my office. I stood. "Welcome, Mr. President."

'Thank you. Markus, can you close the door behind you and don't let anyone disturb us unless its very important."

"Of course, Mr. President. I'll be right outside if you need anything at all."

The President turned toward me. "By the gods Jackie, you look like hell."

I laughed. "Well if I only look like hell, than thats better than how I feel. Can I get you something George? I think I have some Hermian Cabernet, 2217, a very good year."

George Ashton took a seat on the dark leather couch across from my desk. "Yes, that would be lovely Jackie. Thank you."

So as I went to my private stock, reaching for the dinstinctive blue Hermian bottle "So what brings you here George? I doubt its just to drink all my good wine."

Ashton laughed but that quickly turned into a sigh. "I wish. Its been a bad week, I don't need to tell you that. Of course, probably a tad worse for you than me. Have you talked to Michael this week at all?"

The bottle slipped in my hand as he mentioned Michael's name. "No, not really. He's staying with his sister on the outskirts of the city. I think Amee is there too." I quickly took a swig from the bottle.

"Ah, I see. Well, we'll have to say something eventually. Its going to get out that he's not staying here at the manor. But we'll cross that bridge later." I handed George his glass and he took a sip. "Westings's announcement came at a bad time. Why couldn't he have resigned first? Talk about gunning for my job."

"I warned you George, about making him Secretary of Defense."

"And he warned me about picking you as my Vice President. Thankfully, Jackie, I didn't listen to him or I wouldn't be in office." Raising his glass he toasted me. "To you Jackie, the gods keep giving you grief and yet you keep on ticking."

As I finished another sip from my already nearly empty glass "So what are we going to do about the Rhean and Ceres Station conflicts?"

"Well, I was hoping I could convince you to go to Rhea and get the colonial leaders to sit down at the table."

"Of course, anything I can do to help." and with that President Ashton got up, gave me a big hug.

"You'll be alright, Jackie, you're a strong woman." as I smiled back, he opened the door and left me with my empty glass, which I refilled.



December 31st, 2225

"This is Cerulean Two to Rhean Space Command. We are on bearing 180.2 by 94.1 by 65, please confirm that this is the correct orbital lane."

"Captain, I'm not getting a response from RSC."

"Thank you, Lieutenant." Captain Morave hit the comm system again. "This is the Cerulean Union vessel 'Cerulean Two' on special envoy to Rhea contacting the Rhean Space Command. Please come in Command."

"Nothing sir."

"Alright. Go ahead and bring us to full stop. I don't want us going into blind to Rhea, its too volatile. I'll go back and ask the Vice President what she wants us to do."

"Yes sir."

...

"So you've recieved no response at all from Rhean Command, Captain?"

"No, I'm sorry, ma'am; all their channels are nothing but static."

"Hmmm, alright. I'll make contact with the Presi..." I stopped as I noticed the navigator rushing back toward us. "What's wrong Lieutenant?"

"I'm sorry to interrupt ma'am but well, I can't seem to raise anyone on the comm channels."

Over the intercom came a new voice to add to his. "Proximity Alert. Warning, proximity alert."

The captain and the lieutenant, exchanged a worried glance. "Excuse me, Madam Vice President, I need to return to the bridge."

"Go, Captain."

...

Captain Morave entered the bridge and immediately saw the frantic pace that his command crew was now under. "Report!"

From tactical, "We have three unidentified vessels on a direct approach with weapons powered up. They are not responding to hails. They are still well outside firing distance, about fifteen minutes sir."

From comm, "We have lost all contact with Command, Sir, but we are hearing radio traffic that there seems to be some massive attack under way."

The doors opened and Vice President Jacquelyn Hamilton strode out onto the bridge. After glancing back at her, Captain Morave turned back to tactical. "Raise shields, take evasive maneuvers and set a course back to Cerulean Prime."

From comm again, "Captain, we are receiving an automated message from Cerulea Prime. It states: Attack under way, all ships to retreat from sector. Cerulean Emergency Level One in effect. Inner colonies no longer safe. It repeats from there sir."

Vice President Hamilton spoke up. "Ensign, send the following back on that channel. Two, E as in eagle, Four, Seven, A as in apple, Three, Five, Dash, J as in June, H as in Home."

"Yes ma'am."

"We are receiving a message Madam Vice President."

"Go ahead, Ensign."

"Cerulean City destroyed. President dead. Articles to be followed. Planetary destruction imminent. As many civilian ships as possible launched once strike began."

Shock and gasps spread around the bridge.

"Captain, I want you to initiate an Inner System Jump to the orbit of Cerulean Prime."

"Ma'am, that's not..."

"It can be done right?"

"Yes, ma'am, but.."

"Then do it."

Morave gave a long look at Hamilton and then turned back away, "All hands, this is the Captain, prepare for Jump."

and time seemed to slow and everything seemed pulled...and then it snapped back into place

...

"Jump successful. We are in orbit of Cerulean Prime."

"Captain, we are reading over a thousand ships out there. All ours. We are also reading a fleet of unidentifieds on route from Rhea, about four hours out."

Jackie Hamilton turned to the captain, "Captain, send the following out please: This is Cerulean Two taking command of the fleet. Please bring ships within one kilometer of Cerulean Two, and prepare for Carry-Along Jump."

Captain Morave about stumbled at that. "Excuse me, ma'am, but exactly what are you planning on doing?"

"We, captain, are going to extend the Jump Bubble around the entire fleet and Jump out of here."

"Madam Vice President? We are receiving a Priority Message from the 'Victorious', its from Secretary Westings. We do have visual."

"On screen."

"Madam Vice President, good to see you alive. I hear you are planning for everyone to do a Carry-Along Jump?"

"Yes, Mr. Secretary, that is the plan."

Secretary Westings laughed. "Call me Henry."

"Well, Henry, as Secretary of Defense, why don't you help coordinate the ships into formation so we can pull this off."

"Yes ma'am." and with a smile the screen flicked off.

"Captain? Put all reserve tanks to powering the Jump Drive and have Navigation plot a course as far as the Jump drive will take us. We'll probably burn it out, but I don't want whoever this is coming after us."

"Yes ma'am."

...

"This is Captain Morave to all vessels. Prepare for Carry-Along Jump."

"Captain, the unidentified fleet is closing in, only ten minutes away. Also sir, I'm picking up massive seismic fluctuations from the planet. I think it could explode at any moment."

"Alright, start Jump Drive engines."

"Jump Drive engines initiated. Jump in five...four...three...two...one...Jump..."


Episode Two: In Memoriam can be found in Reply #8 on Pg 1

Episode Three: New Beginnings, Old Wounds can be found in Reply #12 on Pg 1

The 'Cerulean Sky' Race Setup Guide can be found in Reply #18 on Pg 1

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Reply #26 Top
Ahh yes :) . I forgot about the time of year. Goes to show it's been many years since I was there lol
Reply #27 Top
Good luck with them Sir! :CONGRAT: 
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Reply #29 Top
What you aren't writing this one anymore Silver? :SNIFF!: 
Reply #30 Top
He's busy with the end of semester at the moment I think. He'll be back. :)

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Reply #31 Top
yes, its just one thing after another. Classes and exams are finally over (I get grades on Wednesday...not looking forward to that LOL) but I start training at my new job tomorrow and Wed morning also...so I'm trying guys, just a lot of stuff going on right now.
Reply #32 Top
Hey don't worry bout it Silver: you post when you can...as long as we cab look forward to you writing again in the near future that's good enough for me  ;) 
Reply #33 Top
Episode IV: Brave New Worlds


March 8th, 2226

"Madam President, the 'Morning Song' has contacted us that its located a suitable world for habitation, Class 8 on the Meiers Scale. However, that does present us with another problem. The citizens from the other former colonies are wondering when they are going to get planets of their own again, and well, there's been more than one scuffle."

My new Vice President, Tristan Larrin, sat across from me in our offices in New Cerulean City. He had only been in the position for a few weeks but he had quickly took handle of his responsibilities, though he was more adept at the scientific and logical aspect of the office then dealing with people.

"Any particularly strong suggestions on what they want?"

"Most prefer to keep their old colonial names, from what my office has gathered. The Gaians and the Cerians are the most vocal, but most of the colonists on the 'Morning Song' are Aresians, and that's going to be making landfall sometime in the next two weeks. I've suggested naming the colonies in alphabetical order, that way no one can really complain."

"Sounds good to me Tristan. Contact the 'Morning Song' and let them know our decision."

"Very good, Madam President. Alright, next on the agenda...at what point are we reinstating democratic control? So far the people have been pretty content with the executive government, but eventually, and as we expand, we're going to see a lot of tension if people feel that they don't have a voice."

I poured the last of my Hermian wine into my glass. It's going to be at least another year before we have any more. I really should have reserved my good stuff more.

"A very good question Tristan. Let each colony select amongst itself a representative to sit on an Executive Council with you as its head. At least then the people they have some form of representation. I can't promise that it will be swift that we have full democratic functions available again, but I promise that it is one of my goals."

...

March 22nd, 2226

"Fellow Cerulians, today is a glorious day. Late last night, the 'Morning Song' traversed over twenty parsecs to make landfall on what is now named 'New Ares'. Soon, freighters will traverse our skies again, and we will continue to grow as a prosperous people, even in this strange new environment. On New Cerulean, ground was broken today as we start on a glorious project to spread harmony and concordance amongst our people and the stars. These 'diplomatic translators' will be instrumental in allowing for our future growth. Truly a glorious beginning for us all. May the gods continue to bless us all. Thank you."

...

June 22nd, 2226

"This is Machiko Yamamoto for GNN News reporting from outside the Provisional Bureaucratic Agencies, where most of the government bureaucracy is currently located.

Tragedy struck at a little after 900 hours this morning, as a masked gunman somehow entered the Agency Building and managed to massacre over twenty employees, including current Agency Chief, and aid to the President, Malcom Needlegrove. Vice Presidential Head of Staff, Vicky Long, was also critically injured.

The madman escaped the building only to engage in suicide bombing down the street in an area with many vendors. Another three people were killed, not including the gunman/bomber, and forty-five injured.

From what we have learned, the man was a Cerian revolutionary with ties to various criminal organizations. A letter that was left at the Agency building spoke of the people's discontent with President Hamilton, and the continued mistreatment of the Cerian, and other smaller colonial, peoples.

We will continue to update as more information comes in. Back to you, Tom."

***

Henry Westings turned to his clerk. "Make sure Mr. Vilapero's family receives the funding that was promised if the job was completed. Also provide them with a nice bonus for the extra ending he gave us. What an accomplishment."

"Yes, sir."
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Reply #34 Top
oooh the plot thickens-nice post silver  :D 
Reply #35 Top
so, I couldn't get what I wanted in DA or making it MV-compatible, so I've moved over to Twilight (and just a sandbox game). Anyhow, I've changed the setup of my race, though at this point in the story that isn't a big issue thankfully. The images should look familiar :D



These are the Starting Inherent Abilities

Why Super Isolationist? Well...after doing some thinking, I think any civilization that encountered an alien species that immediately proceeded to trying to wiping them out would come out of it more than a touch Xenophobic; this is also relates to the lowered Diplomacy Skill; you can't have beneficial talks when you are suspicious and paranoid.

Why lowered population growth? Well, with such a small population, it will take a while to recover and also, less genetic availability. Wanted that reflected in some way.

Speed was picked to showcase the Ceruleans improved hyperspace technology.

Morale for their new found cohesion as a people.

Economics for the fact that many survivors were Primers, which was the economic hub of the Cerulean Union

Finally, Luck for their natural ability to get out of tight spots.

As you can see they are not unfairly balanced or given any major advantages over the other races.

The remaining ability points will go into:

Economics +30 (4pts)
Morale +20 (3pts)
Creativity +25 (1pt)
Courage +25 (1pt)
Social Production +20 (2pts)
and Military Production +50 (4pts)
Reply #36 Top
well, this is a Bump. I made a post earlier today, but I did it during the forum updates so it didn't update my post has having new replies. So here I am, pushing my wares :D
Reply #37 Top
I see it..i see it. No need to be so pushy there!!!:P

Though if you want to push your wares onto us, perhaps you could start with giving us the next chapter??

;)
Reply #38 Top
lol yeah, I know. Cept that I had to spend today "catching up" the new TA game with where it was in the old DA game. Which also had the side effect of slightly changing dates, but cest la vie. Its nearly 2am, so i'm off to bed for now, but I hope to get a chapter done tomorrow.
Reply #39 Top
so KP wanted to see where I am in the galaxy...





But what does it all MEAN? :D
Reply #40 Top
Cool, thanks! I always like to have a picture of the galaxy in mind. :)

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Reply #41 Top
it doesn't really matter since its not a MV game, but it is on Maso with Max CPU
Reply #43 Top
Lovely Silver but 2 questions:

*Why 2 Terran races?
*How do you get the pics of the map with your writing all over it? Have always wondered how to do that?

Cheers friend  :LOL: 
Reply #44 Top
Yup, two Terran races; and that will be answered during the story My only hint is this: No super ability is duplicated by any race (and yes, every race has one):LOL:

As for the writing. I took a screenshot in game (Ctrl+Prt Scr) then went to Paint and hit Paste.

From there I selected the Clear Background Text Tool and presto, was able to put text right on the screenshot.
Reply #45 Top
I would just use photoshop but anyway I'm looking forward to the reason for 2 Terran Races.
Reply #46 Top
Lovely lovely-thanks Silver  :CONGRAT: 
Reply #47 Top
@AF_Ronin: yeah...I need to get Photoshop...

I'm off to see "Prince Caspian"; then I think its time to finish out the founding of the new nine primary worlds (what nine?!, but there were only eight old primary worlds) and First Contact (sadly, no Borg).
Reply #48 Top
Hehehe lovely Silver (what was Prince Caspian like by the way-we are awaiting it with much anticipation here in UK?)
Reply #49 Top
Since Rhea itself (though its political implications may appear throughout the story line) will not appear again... it was a semi-autonomous planet that was part of the eight primary worlds, and numerous moon and asteroid colonies/stations that made up the Cerulean Union.


So the C.U. was a confederation of sorts, correct?
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In some forms, yes; but also very imperialistic, fascist, and even socialistic in others. Ok...now you got me having to write a brief history-darn you Homsar!

Many, many millennia ago, there lived a great and proud people on the world of Cerulean. These people had built a magnificent kingdom and had mastered all that was around them. Their greatest achievement was the a power they called "Aeori", which gave them control over the elements, plants, animals, and for the most adept, even others minds.

Some sought to gain even more of this power, and so sought out an even more ancient energy called the Mythrahla. Some tried to stop this from happening and a Great War broke out among the people of this kingdom. With their powerful magiks, they called down storms and shook the ground with powerful quakes, tearing down everything that they had created in this all consuming war.

When it almost looked like the resistance forces would finally be able to claim victory over those that sought the Mythrahla, their great leader, a Sorcerer named Enris Wae-Syngs, called forth the power of the Mythrala and a great horde of Demons came from the Nothing From Beyond and struck down the remaining resistance forces.

It was only by the combined force of a group of hidden mages that were able to summon ALL of the Aeori into focus, forcing the Demons back into the Nothing From Beyond, and ending Enris's reign. However, the Good Magi were unable to ever find Enris.

This last act to save their world drained all of the Aeori from them, and left their entire kingdom in ruins.

Nothing more would be heard or known of this ancient kingdom or the power of the Aeori, or the Mythrahla for many thousands of years to come.

***

And when these events were obscured by the mists of time and became legend...

***

The Cerulean people once again founded a great kingdom, under the leadership of the mighty and powerful Emperor. For many years they struck out from Cerulean Prime, conquering the nearby worlds for their own fame and glory. And these worlds were made slaves to increase the glory and wonder of the Imperial Throne.

Until one day, the people could not deal any longer with being slaves or second class citizens and rose up against the Emperor. And so a second Great War broke amongst the Ceruleans but this time no Demons appeared but like the Sorcerer before him, the Emperor, had fled and disappeared.

For a time there was peace, as a new democratic government took hold and formed a confederation between the various worlds. But soon in the dark corners, whispers were heard. Dissent was sown. Little did anyone know that the exiled Emperor knew the secrets of the Aeori and the Mythrahla. From behind the scenes he used his powers to control people's minds, to have them do his evil bidding.

It was him, who waited in the shadows, waiting for those that once lived during his time to pass, and when he could again be out in the open.

And then he struck, calling upon the power of the Mythrahla to let the Demons back into the galaxy.

But not all went to plan. For there still waited in the most secret of secret places, the descendants of the ancient Mages, waiting for the Sorcerer to reappear. And these Magi gave just enough time to let many Ceruleans escape to a distant part of the galaxy.

What the Magi didn't know is that the Emperor, the one-and-same Sorcerer, had managed to flee along with them.