Dimension Jumpers (new thread)

[The Wandering Magus]

"Umm... Can anypony tell me where we are?" Aspex asked.

A pink-maned blue-coated stallion with glasses and a grave expression walked up with purposeful steps.  "You are in what our government classifies as Project Harmony Sector 001F2, Quadrant 1, Star Sol, Planet Equestria, Kingdom Canterlot, and the temporal coordinates would be 15:30 PHT, in the Year of Our Princesses 2013.  I am Director Scroll, the appointed leader of this branch of the Project Harmony joint task force of the Ministry of Imperial Defense and the Ministry of Changeling Threat Detection.  Usage of portals and inter-dimensional travel without a permit within our borders is an Imperial Offense punishable by immediate execution by Imperial Mandate 2241B Section 41, but exceptions are made ONCE for those who have no knowledge of the law and from off-world travelers.  Please state your name and your purpose for coming here and using portals or any other method of inter-dimensional transportation not explicitly permitted by Equestrian Law."

"Copy." The orders were quite clear. Bring everyone back to the station and wait until reinforcements would arrive for further orders. Something hesitated her, however. What caused such occurrences so suddenly? Maybe it was just an electromagnetic rift passing by our universe, or maybe-

"Ma'am, Crusier Griffion has returned from its duties and-."

His voice was enough to break her thoughts, thankfully.

"Delay our reports, Brigadier, but the Director ordered us to move all our ships back." She interrupted, giving a quick glance at the pony, who was still frozen, standing still. "That's an order from our own Director! Move it!"

"Yes Ma'am!" The Brigadier barked back before trotting out of the room.

The Director's order was precise, and at exactly the specified time, twenty minutes later, sirens sounded signalling an incoming port, and a squad of high-ranking elite troops ported into the hangar bay wearing their trademark powered armor with life-support systems built in.  They were better equipped than the pegasus Storm-Troopers the Imperial Air Force used, and their silent teleport was uncanny.  To the government's credit, standard procedure and the Princesses' orders kept all but secret agents' faces visible, helmet or no helmet, and the soldier could recognize some of the members of the Command Group.

A stern stallion with five stars on his shoulder guards and a scar across his face under the magic-reinforced face plate of his helmet walked up leading the others; the markings on his armor told her that he was the leader of the group.

"General Shadow Dagger, with Command Group Alpha, ma'am.  The Director ordered us to assist you and establish contact with the War Room."

[FlameandIce]

J continues to look for any other elements of chaos

[Teal Turken]

((So....where is Jenzy? Anyone know? My character's with him...))

[Somebeing]

"A specialist group. My, the Director has been busy these days..." She remarked with charm through the communicator. Having a specialist group personally sent from the Director himself is a once in a life-time embracement. It was an amazing feeling.

She shook her head, realizing that there was a mission at hoof, and continued to speak.

"Immediately come to the war room. I'll meet you there."

She turned off his channel to the battle group, and then opened up another connection.

"Table, this is Lunar Lander, command code Twilight. You wanted to speak with me?"

-=-

The war room was a vast large area of space. A large table, projecting a 3D-Model of a small asteroid belt, where most of the unoccupied portal experiences happened. The walls were a dull silver, with a small blue line in the middle emitting a small aura. A unicorn laid across from the table, her face beamed with happiness.

"Lunar Lander will be with you soon. Please wait and relax."

[The Wandering Magus]

J continues to look for any other elements of chaos

Gluttony complained for literaly the hundredth time in the past hour.  "Is it TIME yet?! I want to go NOW!"

"Shut up," growled Bloodberry, "Or I'll shut you up like last time, and let Buttercruel 'heal' you later."

"Don'cha worry, Glut, Ah'm sre it'll be much less painful than last time," smirked Liarjack.  "Maybe he'll only break HALF your bones an' leave yer tongue intact."

The greedy, fat stallion glared at the self-proclaimed lord of lies and swung a hoof at him.  It passed right through the image as the pony reappeared behind him.

"Good job, yer even MORE observant than ever!" jeered the image as another buck passed through.

"Will you two STOP IT!" screamed Bloodberry, hurlng a pair of daggers at the stallions, who quickly stepped aside.  "I SWEAR, I'll-"

"You'll what, loser?" asked a cruelvoice right behind him.  The stallion's pupils shrank to pinpricks as he felt the sharpened hooves of Buttercruel slide gently over his neck.  "Do something MEAN?  That's MY job, you know.  Mommie might not appreciate that."

A snore interrupted whatever stammering protest Bloodberry had half-formulated, drawing the stares of the four stallions present.  Gluttony pouted again.

"Oh for the hate of the demons, you TOOK MY SPOT, you-"

"Traitor?" chuckled the pegasus, opening one eye.  "It's not like I technically PROMISED anything.  I just said I'd 'take care' of your little bed here, and that I have!"

"Why you-"

[glow=red,2,300]"Gluttony.  Blitzkrieg.  All of you.  Stop this nonsense, this instant."[/glow]

"Well well well, if it isn't Mr. Friendless," muttered Buttercruel under his breath.  In a flash he was high in the sky, grabbing desperately at his neck.

[glow=red,2,300]"I SAID, this INSTANT."[/glow]

"Y-yes-hurk-s-gasp-sir!"

The pegasus was hurled to the floor, and not too gently.

[glow=red,2,300]"We have no time for this nonsense.  It's time."[/glow]

"A specialist group. My, the Director has been busy these days..." She remarked with charm through the communicator. Having a specialist group personally sent from the Director himself is a once in a life-time embracement. It was an amazing feeling.

She shook her head, realizing that there was a mission at hoof, and continued to speak.

"Immediately come to the war room. I'll meet you there."

She turned off his channel to the battle group, and then opened up another connection.

"Table, this is Lunar Lander, command code Twilight. You wanted to speak with me?"

-=-

The war room was a vast large area of space. A large table, projecting a 3D-Model of a small asteroid belt, where most of the unoccupied portal experiences happened. The walls were a dull silver, with a small blue line in the middle emitting a small aura. A unicorn laid across from the table, her face beamed with happiness.

"Lunar Lander will be with you soon. Please wait and relax."

The general and his troop of soldiers entered the station's War Room, standing at attention.  Several light-years away, PHC001F2's War Room, filled with government and military officials, established connection with PHC001M2's War Room, and awaited connection with Lunar's outpost.  The meeting should start as soon as the Director finished "volunteering" and briefing the portal-users at the Bridge.

[FlameandIce]

J notices them (how did I miss that)   all of you shut it!!

[Bravo 658]

Grassblade, feeling a might shy in the room full of busy military types, elected to polarize his eye-pieces and let his eyes wander in secret.  With a gentle glow, his eyes were hidden behind the lime-green veil of his heads up display.

[AAA13]

Grassblade, feeling a might shy in the room full of busy military types, elected to polarize his eye-pieces and let his eyes wander in secret.  With a gentle glow, his eyes were hidden behind the lime-green veil of his heads up display.

(Sorry I was gone everypony, I had school.)
Portal Jumper, who had been walking quietly beside Grassblade, was suddenly curious.
"Where are you from?" she asked quietly, "I've never seen armor like that in any of the dimensions in the Alliance."

[Bravo 658]

His eyes depolarized again and he looked at her.  "Alliance?  What alliance?  I'm from Fel'nikara.  There's no alliances I'm aware of... the only violence is really sparse crime.  I'm the hazardous materials lab associate, Grassblade."  He held out a hoof... then awkwardly pulled it back, still having a bit of hardened mud on it.

[AAA13]

Portal Jumper switched off her eye display, "I'm Portal Jumper."

"I work for the Dimension Jumpers Alliance, which is still forming, due to the fact that no where near all the dimensions have been explored." she retracted her implants, leaving her with metallic white hooves, a metallic grey ear and a metal patch on one of her knees where her portal gun had been.

[Bravo 658]

"Fancy... erm, you keep talking about dimensions."  His voice took a more serious tone as he continued, "I'm not a measurable distance away from my nation any more, am I?"

[AAA13]

Portal Jumper shrugged, "I wouldn't know. My display only shows the known dimensions. You could be extremly close or hopelessly far away."

[Bravo 658]

"So, that's a no, then.  I'll just say right now that I don't even know anything about dimensions other than the fact that you can't travel between them by conventional means of transportation, not even with the power to go between galaxies."  He looked around the room.  "So... with that in mind, what's this place again?"

[AAA13]

"The Harmony Complex." she said, "And my first time in this dimension, I was hopelessly lost, and had no idea how to get home."

[Bravo 658]

"So are you guys trying to recruit me here, or get me home?  I can't even tell yet.  Apparently I'm under the jurisdiction of the state..."

[AAA13]

"Knowing the Director, he's probably trying to recruit you. I'd help you if you could give me some kind of description of your home." Portal Jumper said, "I can enter the information into the system and narrow it down as to where your dimension is, especially if we already know the others of the same description."

[Bravo 658]

"Well, a dimension's a dimension, right?  I don't think describing my home nation could help that any..."  He looked around.  "Well, I'm probably stuck here.  I don't even know how I got here to begin with; I was actually investigating a nebula.  I drifted close to one of the waves, a shield projector from my nearby space station supplementing my armor--when suddenly the universe just flashed in front of my eyes.  And a wall; there was a lovely concrete wall flying at me at supersonic.  The energy flare must have overloaded my wings; they should have stopped me right there."  He flapped his wings once, slowly, and easily floated half a meter into the air as two rows of three glowing blue lights on each metal-covered wing hummed with energy.  Portal Jumper's eyepiece keyed on, signaling minor space-time distortion right in front of her as he jumped, right before disappearing as he hit the ground again and closed his wings.

[AAA13]

Portal Jumper stepped back when her display turned on.
She blinked several times before shutting it off.
"Something tells me you ripped open a portal, or something alot like one, accidentally." she muttered, not really meaning to say it aloud.

[Bravo 658]

"What do you mean?"  He opened a wing and looked at the humming tractors.  "These things could have done it?"

[AAA13]

Portal Jumper nodded slowly, "Whatever you were doing, caused them to rip open an unstable gate between dimensions. Just now they caused a minor distortion in the dimensional reality."