This RP is an original idea of mine that takes several elements from many different things, turning it into my idea for a multi-factional universal war.

 

The year is 2268, Universe is at war, with many worlds fighting for dominance. Eventually, only four major powers remain. One of them is the Elektrum Empire, the most aggresive of the group that seeks to crush all dissent and take total control. Their main foe is the United Armed Forces, which is trying to push them back and restore order to the universe. Yet another faction is the Falchion Guild, made up mostly of powerful commercial entities (mega corporations). The final faction is the Scyllas Collective, a bizzare faction that intends to absorb all life into a collective hive mind. Each side has its own technology, advantages and disadvantages, but only one can win.

 

The Elektrum Empire mostly uses advanced technology, with powerful weaponry and vehicles that can be manufactured quickly and so has a very large military. However, all of their technologies requires a strong industrial foundation and long supply lines, making it quite simple to defeat them if one can cut off their supplies. Thier most powerful asset is their Navy.

 

The United Armed Forces, or UAF, uses more conventional, less advanced technology than the Elektrum Empire and is not as powerful militarily or industrially. Despite this, they have the best trained soldiers in the universe, ESPECIALLY their pilots, and their forces are willing to give their lives for what they believe in. Their most powerful asset is their Air Force.

 

The Falchion Guild is ruthless in nature, almost as aggresive as the Elektrum Empire. They use advanced computerized systems to control their weapons, and make large use of robotic soldiers. Although these soldiers are not as intelligent as living ones, they make up for that with sheer numbers, and the most advanced units can prove quite resiliant. Their most powerful asset is their Industrial Strength.

 

The Scyllas Collective is the most mysterious of the group and functions around a hive mind lead by an unknown entity. Unlike most hive collectives however, those within it have free will and self preservation instincts, but the coordination of their efforts is what makes them truly deadly. They have extremely bizzare technology that might at times include biological components. Their most powerful asset is their Army.

 

Alright people, get started. No godmodding please.

I am Ian Wilkes, Private for the Scyllas Collective Army. Our main goal is to destroy all opposition. We have the tools, we have the soldiers, we have the will and loyalty to achieve this goal. I myself, will sacrifice all I have to give to this army. I assure victory. The Hive must have victory, the universe will never be peaceful unless all of us are one. The Hive needs life, the Hive needs death, but most importantly, the Hive needs victory. We must kill to live. For the Hive to live. A greater good.

 

"Private Wilkes!". Ian turns around and regards the soldier that called his name. "Report, Sergeant Orthop." "UAF Spies have been captured. They tried to obliterate the Hive, sir. What shall we do with them?". Ian spins around 180 degrees in his office chair, and faces the window. He folds his hands and places them to his chin. "We must do what we can to protect the Hive. Anybody who tries to destroy the Hive must be killed." Sergeant Orthop nods his head, and heads out of the office. Ian turns back to his desk, and opens the files Orthop left on it. "Two of 'em, huh." He opens the folders, and begins to read the information on the file. "So this is how they think they're gonna infiltrate our base? With soldiers like this? Pfffft." Ian throws the fire in a trash can next to his desk. "That's just ridiculous."

Kuth was leading a team in a ruined city.He was order to do so be his higer ranker.He thought wht can there be left of the amry tht was here.''Commader UAF forces r gathing at the center of the city should we counter attack''.said a soldier.''Yes lets go''. said kuth as he lead his army to the center of the city.

I am Raynar Aramus, the top scoring fighter ace in this war. I lead the Fenrir Squadron, the most feared in existence, and we defend the rights of all people as part of the UAF. We fight to crush the imperialistic advance of our enemies. For truth, justice, and freedom. That is why we fight.

 

Just as the Scyllas task force was out in the open, an ominous roar filled the skies, and in a flash, several Scyllas tanks were taken out by red laserfire. Several Scyllas troops run in fear, but some look up to see the silhoute of four tri-winged fighters overhead and knew they were in trouble; the Fenrir Squadron has entered the combat zone.

 

In the cockpit of the lead fighter, Captain Raynar Aramus, callsign 'Fenrir 1', lead his squadron on several strafing passes over the enemy tank column. "This is Fenrir 2, I got one!" one of his wingmen exclaimed. "Don't get too cocky" Raynar replied with his slight british accent as his squadron barrel rolled down in perfect unison and made another pass before pulling away. "This is Fenrir 4, Falchion Stingers detected!" one of the pilots shouted. Raynar looked around until he spotted the dagger-like silhouette of an entire wing's worth of Stinger-class interceptors. "Fenrir Squadron, break off the close support mission and engage the enemy" Raynar ordered, "The Scyllas Forces are no longer a serious threat!"

..i am grimmjaw...the top assasain for the Elektrum Empire...there goal is to detroy any one that tryes to defi them...they have the power the skill and the equpiement to do it but .there is one down fall to there plan there supile line's ...my goal has nothign to do with this peoply my goal is to detory anythignand anyone that i wont no metter who it is i like the trill of the fight..and teh blood that is shead....i dont wont peace i wont only detorcion around me but this peoply wont to make a better world a world that they see fit..

 

gimmjaw was in his room he sat there in the floor his room was the darkest of all the room's in the empirehis sword was on his back he sat there unmoving like he was waitng for somthing someone knocked on is door"....my i come in.."the man said grimm jaw didnt move"..come."he said the man opend the door ".you should really trun on a light.."grimmjaw opend his eye's and stood up the man loked at him".hmhm grimmjaw sir....you have anew misson."the man hlead up a sheet of paper grimmjaw took it out of his hand"...hmm...thanx bone's"his voice was colder than ice and soo where his eye's he walked past bone's bone's looked at him".."then left

Ian scowls as he sees Orthop walk back into his room. "What is it now, Sergeant?". "SIR! THE FALLIES HAVE ATTACKED. THY'VE ALREADY TAKEN OUT SOME OF OUR TANKS!". Ian jumps out of his chair at this news. "Shit! Call in the troops, and the Eagle Squad, sectors C and D." "Where are you going, sir?". "Where the hell do you think I'm going?". Ian storms out of his office, and into an elevator to his left. He gets in, and slams his fist on the "B" button. Damn Fallies, already attacking. We've got to head them off right now. When the elevator reaches its destination, Ian rushes out. He is in the sector C hangar. "I need a jet damn it!". He runs to a station and grabs keys off of the desk, and then runs into another section of the hangar, where all of the vehicles are. He spots a sleek, black stealth jet, and he runs to it. He opens the glass door, and hops in the seat. He places on a headset, and radios in to the base. "This is Private Wilkes, preparing for a Code Red defensive tactic. All troops prepare, all Eagle Squad prepare." He flips some switches, and the jet begins to start up. The hangar door opens, and Ian flies the jet out. "Hyperspeed", he commands.

 

Ian reaches the current battle, in a sector in space, and notices a fighter taking out all of the tanks. He pulls up, and flies his jet over the fighter. He commands "Stealth mode", and the jet becomes invisible. Ian places some kind of pill in his mouth, and then opens the hatch to the jet. He commands the jet to go on autopilot before he hops out of it, and lands on the top of Raynar Aramus' fighter. He takes out a pen-looking object, and opens a hole in the roof, wide enough for him to fit. He hops in.

(Uh, Raynar's UAF sora...)

 

Raynar already has his machine pistol to the assassin's forehead by the time he was inside. "You've come to terminate me?" he said with a wry grin, "I can't let you do that, Scyllas!" Immediately, Raynar shot away the canopy and flipped the Fenrir over, sending the assassin falling to the ground below. "Just think about that on the way down!" he shouted before righting his fighter and sending out a signal to his wingmen. "Gentleman, I've taken damage. Time to bug out and return to base!" he ordered as the fighters of the Fenrir squadron turned and flew back to their base, the last of the Falchion fighters falling to the lasers of Fenrir 3.

 

The squadron had their fighters sent in to their underground hanger for repairs while they debriefed, three other fighter squadrons now in the air to provide top cover. "The brazen assassin attempted to kill me, but I simply flipped him over, and out he went like a stone" Raynar said with a grin. "Very well, your fighters should be ready to go now. Fenrir Squadron, scramble!"

 

Within half an hour, Fenrir was back in the air, searching for targets while ensuring air superiority over the battlefield. UAF helos were continung where they left off, strafing the positions of the enemy and decimating their ranks whilst tanks and infantry moved in to finish them off. At that moment, four ominous blips appeared on their radar and were approaching fast. It was the four Wraith-class fighters (the same type you took soraking) of the Scyllas Collective's elite Eagle Squadron, and they were closing fast from head-on. "Fenrir, engage!" Raynar ordered as the squadrons merged in a swirling dogfight.

kuth sented his team to take cover from enemy fire.A soldier got a anti air gun and shot it at one of the enemys fighters.''We got one''!said a soldier.Kuth thought maybe they can win this battle and get back to base and take a nice long nap.

"This is Requiem 6, I've taken a hit!" Raynar heard over his radio. "Return to base, that's an order" Raynar said calmly as he lined up the Eagle Squadron's leader. "You're good, but I'm better!" he shouted as he fired, the enemy fighter exploding in a gigantic fireball, which Raynar flew right through. "All Eagles confirmed down, mission complete!" Fenrir 3 reported. "Roger that, let's continue our patrol" Raynar said as they pulled up to high altitude to avoid AAA.

 

Meanwhile, the Requiem and Specter Squadrons, flying Stealth attackers, continued to berrate the Scyllas tank column, doing damage with nearly every pass. Anyone who was exposed was picked off by laser fire whilst UAF tanks fired their heavy laser cannons from long range, picking off survivors when they could.

 

Suddenly, several Falchion Stingers appeared and shot down several members of the Requiem and Specter squadron, along with a massive contingent of Falchion tanks and infantry. The tanks openned fire on both Scyllas and UAF forces, forcing the UAF forces to retreat and regroup.

 

"This isn't good..." Raynar said, "Let's show them what we're made of lads!" The Fenrir Squadron barrel rolled down and got behind several Stingers, pursuing them between the ruined buildings at top speed at barely thirty feet off the ground; they were so low that their exhaust kicked up dust from the ground, and their radar-guided missiles couldn't lock on that low. "I have you in my sights!" Raynar shouted, "You're going down!"

 

Attachment: Performance comparison between Fenrir and Wraith fighters.