Kabboom
very explody
Hostile Contact
Hi guys! Just something simple, and straightforward. Hostile Contact is a small RP idea that I've been developing for a while with a few friends.
The year is 2050, and humanity is doing pretty good. Some crises here and there, but our presence in space has increased drastically, with dome cities on the Moon, and Mars. We've also taken to mining ore from the Saturn rings, which is benefiting our industrial capacity greatly. In 2052, we encounter aliens (not the ones we're gonna shoot in the face), more specifically, the Interspecies Confederacy, and things get big from there. Technology, science, medicine, industry, toilets, dozens of major improvements were made through intellectual trade with the Confederacy.
Now, this is all very nice and all, but I hear you asking: the title is Hostile Contact! This isn't very hostile! If these aren't the aliens we're gonna shoot in the face, then where are they? I hear you, reader!
Enter 2056.
One of Mars' largest dome-cities, New Olympus, was crippled by a bomb with unprecedented magnitude and explosive yield. The unmistakable energy signals of the bombs confirmed that this was no mere Earthen threat. Someone else had come along. It was at this moment that the Confederacy told us about a minute detail they had missed during our time of contact.
We were now stuck on the border of an intergalactic cold war, between the Confederacy, and the Vornem Star Empire (these are the ones we shoot in the face). Human space was obliviously a battlefield for covert operatives on either side, and when an operation went wrong, a Vornem anti-matter explosion vaporized their base of operation in New Olympus, leaving behind a 50km crater where the dome-city once was. Because we haven't actually made any formal treaties of alliance with the Confederacy yet, we're not a member species and our eradication would not elicit an official Confederacy response, so now these Vornem bastards are scrambling over each other to get at us before the Confederacy backs our asses up!
We're starting in 2057. Good luck, people. Oh, and one more thing: the Confederacy has been kind enough to secretly supply us with some spicy alien classified super-serum that can augment the average Joe and Jolene with all kinds of supernatural abilities. These augmented humans are being formed into an elite detachment titled Sword Battalion. That's you, by the way. Welcome to Sword, and remember: shoot them in the face!
Expect Halo vibes, and some more conventional ways of shooting aliens in the face.
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