In the vastness of intergalactic space... on the very edge of the Milky Way galaxy... existed a faint, yet large star known as Genesis. It was fairly new, less then half a billion years old. As it was far from the mianstream of galactic civilization, it is vurtially ignored.
The system only has three planets; a small heat-stricken rock closest to the sun, and a medium sized gas giant on the edges of the star's pull. The middle planet, without a name, orbited in the small band that allowed a planets to sustain life. In it's short existance, it had gave birth to a habital atmosphere, thousands of species of planet life, and a few hundred primative animals.
However, that was not the most interesting part of the system.
Sixty degrees behind the orbit of the second planet floated a unnatural formation: Thousands of kilometers in curcumference, a large metallic ring spun on an unseen axis in the centerpoint on it's curve. Moreso, the inside of the ring was not mechanical, but was dotted with all sorts of geographical formations; forests, swamps, montains, rivers, lakes, tundra. Truly, it was a masterpiece of engineering.
The ringworld was the first thing noticed by the two vessel's entering the system from sub-space. One a large interstellar frigate, the other a smaller yet sleek modified scout vessel. The occupant of the smaller vessel radioed the larger vessl at that time.
"It seems we've lost those pirates," the ship's sole occupant spoke. "But my ship... damn, they really did a number on me."
"Join the club, kid," replied a gruff figure from the ship's bridge. The frigate, known as the Dragon's Fang
, was commanded by an aged veteran of an earlier war. He went only by the name "Fang," and had lead his crew and passangers through many tough excursions. However, when the Curginca pirates assualted his convey group, he was lucky to have the young pilot only a few thousand kilometers nearby. "We'll need to settle down for repairs... and it seems we have two choices for a ood landing."
"Captian Fang, I'm sorry if I'm being rude," the younger pilot said, "but I'm insisting that you land on the second planet. You have enough fuel and your core is intact enough to get you there safely."
Fang laughed at the younger pilot's suggestion. "Cyros, may I point out that the ring structure is much closer to the both of us?"
The young teen sighed. "True, but as an artificial construct, I really don't want your crew to be in any danger. And besides, my ship won't hold up long enough to reach the second planet."
"But what about the dangers for you, kid?"
Cyros chuckled. "I fought off a bunch of pirates, did I? I can take the risk; you can't. You have civilians on board, you know."
"Point taken. We'll settle down on the planet then. Once we get a shuttle ready, I'll send some of my crew by to lend you a hand."
"Thanks Captian," Cyros responded, which was later followed by a muffled explosion. "Oh crap, A thruster blew out... I better land before my ship is unable to land."
"Then get moving, yah sloth!" Fang joked. He turned to the pilot of his own ship and said, "Set course for the second planet, 50% max speed, and try to find a flat place to land this time!"
At that point, the smaller ship changed course and headed toward the inner part of the ringworld, and the frigate continued on it's way to the second planet.
Neither ship noticed the extremly faint readings of sub-dimensional rips occuring beyong the orbit of the gas giant...
[OOC: This is it, the thread is up! Everyone, come on down to the ringworld happy hour! WHOO!!!