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The Day the Bombs Fell

The arrogance of the Colonials in re-equipping their military with technologies vulnerable to Cylon interference proved to be their undoing. Forty years after the first Cylon War, Cylon infiltrators subverted Dr. Gaius Baltar's Command Navigation Program, allowing an advanced Cylon armada to destroy the Colonial fleet with impunity.

The attack resulted in the nuclear bombardment and occupation of the Colonies and the enslavement of most of the few isolated survivors in a series of Farms. Altogether, less than one hundred ships (mostly civilian) survived the attack.

These are the stories of our crew on the day of the Cylon Holocaust.

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Jan 20 2018

The Government Comes Calling

The Solaria had suddenly become the focal point of several new vessels who had been guided to her location, survivors who had received their coordinates or had been guided there by a SAR mission. One such vessel was a Colonial government vessel. The hatch of the Colonial Shuttle opened sending the personnel working on the […]

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Jan 19 2018

Interim Assignments

The Patrolstar Achilles had moved into formation with the spattering of ships that were holding around the Battlestar Solaria. There had been an order for any rescued Fleet personnel to report to the Solaria for interim assignment. The Raptor he had arrived in had been readied, and there were a few others assembled on the […]

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Captain Cooper Yates and Major Catherine Wolf
Patrolstars Achilles on mission day 1 at 1300 hours
Jan 17 2018

Shoreleave Cut Short

<< Myrus Beach – Virgon >> Cooper “Coop” Yates sat at the table on the patio of the villa, a cool sea breeze rolling in the sun still low in the sky. The blue air hung heavy this morning, the summer had been sweltering so far. Coop sipped his coffee, enjoying the last few days […]

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Captain Cooper Yates and Adam
Myrus Beach - Virgon on mission day 1 at 0900 hours
Jan 15 2018

Evasion

The city laid in utter, flattened ruins. Jamie’s Raptor and its occupants had survived the shockwave, continuing on its course towards Glenvale Harbour, which was a smaller urban area 30 kilometres southeast of what was once Argentum. The immensity of Mount Conara stood stubbornly ahead, seemingly undisturbed by the nuclear blast, save for a few […]

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Specialist Jamie Perth
Scorpia's Atmosphere on mission day 1 at 1642 hours
Jan 15 2018

Escape!

The Phoenix had been docked a supply station several thousand meters from Caprica. It was in sight and it looked gorgeous from space. Navan knew he had some leave coming up and whilst he intended on visiting home, he knew he wanted some R&R on Caprica. He had only 2 weeks left before his leave […]

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Shipyards on mission day 1 at 1030 hours
Jan 15 2018

Early Sunset

“What the frack?” The bumps and shaking of re-entry had only just settled, when SSGT Loza uttered those words. Jamie looked towards the cockpit, watching her tap against the DRADIS screen, flicking switches and turning knobs over the communications panel with her gloved hands. “What’ve you broken this time, Sam?” SFC Matheson asked. “Gimme a […]

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Specialist Jamie Perth
Scorpia's Atmosphere on mission day 1 at 1640 hours
Jan 15 2018

Oblivious

It took nearly three quarters of an hour of planning before Jamie and senior paramedic Sergeant First Class Rick Matheson began moving their patient out of sickbay. Even for a simple 30-minute flight from the shipyard to the planet’s surface, preparation was key for any inter-facility transfer of a critically ill patient. The process involved […]

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Specialist Jamie Perth
Scorpia Fleet Shipyards on mission day 1 at 1630 hours
Jan 13 2018

There’s a Storm Coming…

The pressure seal on the door to the wardroom was released following the customary spin of the door handle by the Marine that was seemingly now responsible for the Commander’s security and was following him everywhere like a chaperone, even opening and closing doors for the new commander of the Solaria. Hanson wandered into the […]

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Jan 13 2018

Conversation

The Port Flight Hangar was quickly becoming a hive of activity the likes of which the Solaria hadn’t seen for perhaps a decade. Deck Crew, Pilots, and the odd crewperson from other places were running back and forth, welding vipers, telling jokes, and getting things operational. Darius had been doing the same for a few […]

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Lieutenant J.G. Ayesha Myers and Lieutenant Darius Kendall
Lower decks, Solaris on mission day 1 at 0845 hours
Jan 13 2018

Smoke & Ambrosia

“So Jerry went to medical school; he decided he was going to do it after all, no matter what his father thought. His dad was so upset with him!” A portly woman with rosey cheeks exclaimed with a broad smile. Her hair was dyed the most abrasive shade of red. Bradford found her insufferable in […]

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Major Bradford Poweron mission day 1
Jan 12 2018

Welcome to Hell

Cyclops. Such a grand name for such a rather nondescript freighter. But Ayesha was not about to complain as she took a seat in the cramped cockpit at the Radio Station. Out the slim view port she could see a small gathering of ships, and a Battlestar. A Battlestar. Such a welcome sight. Taking a […]

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Commander Mitchell Hanson, Lieutenant Colonel Amaris Kendall, Lieutenant J.G. Ayesha Myers, and Lieutenant Darius Kendall
Solaria Actual, Cyclops Bridge, Hanger bay on mission day 1 at 0830 hours
Jan 11 2018

Too far away to make a difference

Ranulf was pleased as they launched.  The thrill of being hurtled out into the black always was a thrill for him.  As soon as they cleared the ship he banked to Port and accelerated out into deep space.  =/=This is Scout all lights are green and moving to assigned CAP sector.  Will report when we […]

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and Ensign call sign 'Jestor'
Deep Space on mission day 1 at 0350 hours
Jan 10 2018

And now…we jump!

The cargo bay was crowded and it was hard to find someone of a higher rank to either report to or to get to take charge. Pilots sat slumped against the hull, despair on their faces. Ayesha took stock. Her father’s words echoing in her head ‘Never let them see they beat you’ Well she […]

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Lieutenant J.G. Ayesha Myers
Freighter on the way to the rendezvous on mission day 1 at 7h00 hours
Jan 10 2018

Holding for Salvation

Ayesha gripped tightly to the stick as her Viper rattled towards what she hoped was salvation and not another Cylon trick, towed by a Civilian Ship, already overloaded by pilots who had ejected and found themselves rescued. The Olympia was gone. Her friends were gone. All she had was the Viper she rode in and […]

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Lieutenant J.G. Ayesha Myers
Enroute to Rendezvous on mission day 1 at 0450 hours
Jan 9 2018

Armageddon, Part Two

Missiles, bullets, nukes. Colonial forces exchanged fire with their Cylon creations, explosions all around the hot zone of activity. Eight basestars surrounding the assembled fleet of Admiral Nagala. A brilliant flash of white signalled the arrival of a new ship into the combat zone and thankfully for the Colonial forces, the emerging ship was one […]

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Jan 9 2018

Armageddon, Part One

Her hard-soled boots tapped loudly on the deck-plating as she walked the corridors. The few crew who were still aboard moved out of her way as she stormed around them. Amaris Kendall moved fast; she always moved fast. The fact that she was reading from her clipboard didn’t slow her down a bit, but it […]

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Lieutenant Colonel Amaris Kendall, Captain Thaddeus Scott and Commander Martin West
Battlestar Solaria on mission day 1
Jan 7 2018

Old Glory

A brilliant flash of light preceded the appearance of a Colonial Raptor inside the Helios Beta system. The small Colonial craft seemed to steady itself before using its engines to thrust towards the target location that the crew had travelled there to visit. The Gas Giant known as Hera, on the edge of the system, […]

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Dec 31 2017

Escape from Picon

Muffled noises began to stir a sense of life back into Kilmartin, his eyes starting to flicker as he tried to make sense of what he was hearing. “He’s coming around,” a voice spoke as he finally managed to open his eyes long enough to adjust to the lights around him. He tried to push […]

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, Lieutenant Ariella Arnold and Lieutenant Keziah Walker
Unknown on mission day 1
Dec 31 2017

Nowhere To Go

The journey from Picon Fleet HQ and back to the Scorpia Fleetyards would take some time in the Raptor the officers from the Ulysses were currently inhabiting. Hanson had finished several meetings on the surface and and was currently sat in the back of the Raptor going over the reports and findings of the Command […]

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Commander Mitchell Hanson, Major Catherine Wolf and Lieutenant Marcia Byers
Raptor 4-9er, Somewhere between Picon and Scorpia on mission day 1
Dec 30 2017

Time To Flee

The sun had continued to beat down on the cities of nearly all the colonies for three days as the majority of the planets were engulfed in one of the warmest summers ever recorded. For Jonathan Kilmartin, the time had come to visit Picon Fleet Headquarters and sign his release papers, finally ending his tour […]

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Picon Fleet Headquarters on mission day 1
Dec 30 2017

So It Begins

Genesis turns to its source, reduction occurs stepwise though the essence is all one. The Hybrid, in her pool, spoke alone. The others were shrouded in shadow, gazes fixated on a data font of ripping text. All were in sync with The Plan. All were focused on the task at hand… FTL system check. Make […]

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Cylon Hybrid
Unknown on mission day 1