View Full Version : Cantina 12: The Republic Strikes Back
And here we go again!
It is a period of civil war
Rebel Spaceships, Striking from a hidden base
Have won more victories against a corrupt republic
As DEAC STARKILLER searches for his daughter,
Lokpihet moves to destroy the Aesir
And once again return the galaxy to IMPERIAL RULE
Now, the forces of good must unite
To turn the tide of evil back once and for all...
02-10-2004, 10:54 PM
*Terra: Demon Galaxy*
*The Black winged Demon stands near a window, looking outside to the city that was once a desolate field centeries before. He remembered before he became leader of the majority of the population of this world, and leader of thousands of leaders whom which his race and alongside of the human race became tolerant even sometimes by meny not caring if they form a family of a sort with any demon.
Even though that all demons whom even going throug selective breeding hardly live longer then then 150 years before rapidly aging, then death within decade or so.
Except for him, he's being alive and well for over 5 hundred years. He even remembered his own half brother whom came to become legend, long dead, murdered in his fight agenst his own kind.
Behind the Winged Demon a young demon, with a set of his own black wings, but he bore a mane and a snake like tail. His name was Chimera.*
Chimera *knelling at his superoir* "Lord Talon, reports just came in, we have operitives in the other galaxy in as meny as Twenty planets and colonised as meny as 5."
*Colonising planets had been taking place for neatly three hundred years, with the tallents of demons with the ability to control gravity, creating small wormholes for instant travel to other planets. Them along side of other demons that assist with telepathical abilities, they search for planets either with life or if any planet is able to support life.
Ususaly a team of a few demons land on the planet, take a quick survey, then report back, to only return with at least over a dozen sometime two dozen humans, whom volentary employment was to find sites to mine materials to support a growning empire.*
Talon *turning around* "Grandson, you don't have to bow before me."
Chimera "I only do so out of respect."
*Chimera, grandson to Talon, had lost his parents early in his life, Talon supported the young demon whom carried a gene which also allowed him to live past a typical demon's live span.*
Talon "I want to know what sorts of technology they have in their Galaxy, see if we can either backwards engineer anything or copy their technology to something more in our use."
*Chimera nods and leaves, quickly he's ackompanied by his gaurds who awaited outside*
*F Irvine meditates in his quarters, attempting to harness any sort of telepathic abilities that should ackompany in wielding the force. Although he lacks in moving ovjects, he can sense strange phomeneons taht occur in the space while in hyperspace, fiant that it was...*
02-10-2004, 11:37 PM
*Greer checked Caruso's name off the list. It seemed to be all of the members he'd assembled, he didn't want a large team anyway, just the basics.*
02-11-2004, 02:46 AM
((HAHAHA! Okay, um...BEST CANTINA TITLE EVER. :D))
Somewhere in the Outer Rim
*Farran stands in the middle of a field on a grassy planet. Artemis is next to him. Kioet is nowhere to be seen*
Artemis: Do you think they'll be coming?
Farran: Of course. They said they would.
Artemis: What about that Trandoshan?
Farran: Maybe he's late. Maybe he changed his mind. Maybe he made other plans with the Shadows which no longer involve us.
Artemis: I suppose we're using up our last chance to back out?
Farran: I suspect there won't be any backing out for us anymore. Too many people know about us now. There's nowhere left to hide.
*A light appears far away in the blue sky. A ship, coming into the atmosphere*
Artemis: Here they come...
*Rwos' black, blue and violet ship coasted the mayways of nowhere in particular. He listened to the message on his comlink*
Rwos, the Council finally brought up the subject on what to do about Universe Star-1138. Reason I'm telling you - well, I hear since you weren't available, they made a tentative decision without you. They're sending an official detachment to Star 1138's main galaxy. Ida - you know her, right? - will be one of the dispatchees. They've got a specific agenda, which involves retrieving some dangerous "rogues" - mage K'Warra and that former Blade we've heard about. They also are real big on cutting off the Shadow expansion there. There's other stuff too, I'm sure, that I haven't heard.
I'm sure they'll be telling you this - maybe they've already told you - but I figured I'd better tell you too, so you're forwarned. Just in case.
P.S. You still owe me.
02-11-2004, 12:08 PM
((^Another THX-1138 refrence))
02-11-2004, 02:33 PM
((So red tells me after i mentioned it to him over AIM))
02-11-2004, 03:44 PM
((Well duh ;)
[Hey- you try coming up with names for these things!]
02-11-2004, 07:59 PM
((It is a good name, and deciding names on these can be hard))
Asgard: Tournament grounds
*Odin and his family sat in a spacious booth watching the games and enjoying each others company. Currently Odin was watching aerial combat.
Large screens displayed the view from the cockpit of each fighter while a holographic projector showed the overall fight. Odin didn't have a paticular favorite in this paticular one. It was still entertaining to watch the dance of the Raptor fighters as each pilot tried to score 5 points with reduced lasers in a thirty minute battle. If time ran out before a pilot reached 5 points who ever had the most points would be declared the victor. Only direct hits counted in this contest. Although when the Einherjar competed the rules were modified that any miss would subtract a point.
Currently the score was at 4-3 The pilots were evenly matched and only a minute remained.
As the Raptors contiued their entricate dance Odin thoughts drifted toward the unvieling of tonights latest weapon. It was a new fighter named the Viking MKII. Odin was looking forward to showing that off. Hirst and Svafa would be flying two Vikings and apparantly they had something special planned. Neither would tell him what it was.*
02-11-2004, 11:07 PM
*Deac and Hal's ship revertes to Realspace over Tellacos.*
Hal: *Opens channel.* Come in Tellacos Ground, this is YT-2000 Transport Coronet Star, requesting landing clearance.
*Turns to Deac.*
We're using a fake ID on the way in. In theory this planet is loyal to us but I'm not taking any chances.
*Greer's comlink beeps.*
02-11-2004, 11:32 PM
*Greer answered the comlink*
Greer: Greer here.
Deac: Makes sense. Do you sense anything?
*Across the Galaxy, Lokpihet stands before Elella, hanging from the ceiling by chains*
Lokpihet: You'll come to see things my way.
Elella: You raped our homeworld!
*Lokpihet blasts force lightning at her*
02-12-2004, 08:42 PM
Hal: Nothing overtly threatening, but then they don't know who we are.
Comm: Coronet Star, what's your cargo?
Hal: We're carrying duresteel inggots. Transmitting manifest now.
Comm: Recieved, prepare to be scanned, stand by.
Comm: You're cleared Coronet Star. Set your autopilot to the becon and land at pad fourteen.
Hal: Much ablidged, locking autopilot in now, E.T.A. 5 minutes. Coronet Star, out.
*To Deac.* Lets hope they don't suss us now.
02-12-2004, 09:24 PM
((Cantina 13 - A New Pub
Cantina 14 - The Hangover Strikes Back
Cantina 15- Return of the Beverage!))
02-12-2004, 11:21 PM
((Deac: I was being serious. I love the title. :D
*stabs Scar* ;)))
02-13-2004, 12:17 AM
((And i was making fun just now
*recieves the stabing*))
02-14-2004, 10:33 PM
Sellena: Jim, I want you to come up to my office, you'd better bring your team as well, you're going to want to see this.
*The YT-2000 lands at the main spaceport, the ramp lowers and as Hal and Deac de-bark Drago is there to meet them.*
02-14-2004, 11:07 PM
Greer: Got it.
*Greer walked to the room where he had assembled everyone to rest before the briefing. He signaled them to follow him and they all went to Sellena's office.*
Deac: Where is she? *He notices that there is no-one there*
*Lokpihet has returned to the bridge. Malice hands him a datapad*
Malice: I dug this up. CyberEyes had it in his database. Something Tafon Norl was cooking up around the time Deac got captured....
*Lokpihet reads it over*
Lokpihet: Make it happen.
[Tafon Norl- Only Redwing should remember him all the way from Cantina 2!]
02-15-2004, 10:54 PM
*Once everyone has arrives Sellena activates the holo-projector.*
Sellena: This went out on the 'net about 10 minutes ago.
*The image resolves itself into a female Coruscant news anchor.*
Anchor: Today it has been anounced that the Senate has granted emergancy powers to acting Presidant Tar Redris. The Senator from Tannab now holds direct command authoriety over all branches of the executive. We are now linking up with our expert on constitutional affairs outside the Senate Rotunda, Dr Alinak Cre'nes
*The Picture cuts to a middle aged Bothan with rdish fur and blue eyes.*
Alinak: Thankyou Alinor. Obviously this is a drastic step, in the current situation however, it may be the right move. Lets not forget the last time the Senate voted to invoke an emergancy powers statute.................
*Sellena hits the pause button and the image freezes.*
Sellena: No, lets not forget. Obviously your previous mission has just been scrubbed. I have a new one for you but first I want you thoughts on this.
02-16-2004, 01:20 AM
*F Irvine marches right onto the bridge*
F Irvine "We've altered course. I don't want to sound demanding Lokpihet, but I'd like to know, I've been meditiating on a few plans to aquire technology..."
02-16-2004, 02:23 AM
Greer: This definetely renders the last mission impossible. But I'd still like to extract Qwera. She claims to have information that is valuable to us at this time.
02-16-2004, 02:58 AM
((Tafon Norl? The cloner from C2? Woo continuity porn :D
Did I just say "continuity porn"? Geez...been hanging out with Angel fangirls for a bit too long :D))
Outer Rim Planet
*A gray ship lands in front of Farran and Artemis. The hull doors open. Lily Aren disembarks, dressed in her "business" attire, flanked by two Shadow-uniformed guards*
Aren: So, Kasen and Omicron? You've decided to accept? Well, I suppose we're both in luck, then. We need your help already.
02-16-2004, 03:34 AM
Rebuilt Cantina on Tatooine
*Kioet is drinking his last credits, almost literally*
Kioet: I hate making decisions. Everytime I decide something...
*Kioet finishes his drink, and takes notice of a young woman watching him*
Kioet: That's about it. I've just had it with people watching me like I'm some kind of experiment just ready to explode... I'm just about out of credits too, dammit...
Kioet: I'll do a little gamble..If I could convince this young woman who has the nerve to stare at me like that to buy me a drink, I'll take orders from Farran and Artemis for now on. If she refuses, I'll just kidnap and interrogate, then dispose if necessary.
*Kioet stands up, and walks towards the young woman*
Kioet: Why are you staring, I'm thirsty. I've got no credits. The price for staring is a drink. No drink, no- *stun blaster goes off and Kioet loses consciousness*
young woman: hahahahaha. excellent.
*Kioet wakes up, breathing heavily*
Kioet: WHERE THE HELL AM I????? WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!?!?!?!? WHERE'S MY DAMN ARMOR?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!? AND WHY THE HELL AM I IN A CELL?!?!?!?!?!?
*in a rage, Kioet begins ramming himself against the cell-door*
[Haha. Been diggin up old Cantina Stuff to use again...old trivia that no-one remembers.]
Lokpihet: We're going to look someone up. Someone with useful technology that could well help us. As the Aesir, they can wait.
02-16-2004, 04:49 PM
*F. Irvine raises an eyebrow, but then turns around and walks back to his quarters for more meditiation.*
((hell i checked C2 just cus, darn someone needs to edit those "guests" :P
I can't tell where's red ^^))
02-16-2004, 06:03 PM
((Well I can't edit them, being not a mod here :p
Wonders if we'll see the return of the Imperial Mind Matrix...or if I should bring back teleportermadness!-Rwos for old time's sake :D ;)
*will actually post, later - must run atm*))
*Deac is suddenly mobbed by all the continuity errors...*
02-16-2004, 09:01 PM
*Drago bows his head.*
Drago: I lost her my Lord, she skipped the planet. I believe she is in Imperial space.
02-17-2004, 12:49 AM
*After ramming into the cell door a few times, Kioet sits down in the corner of the room*
Kioet: SOMEBODY HELP ME OR YOU ALL WILL DIE!!!!!!!!!!
*somebody walks down the hallway*
Kioet: Who's there?
*a young woman steps in front of the door to Kioet's cell*
???: Actually...my name is Zey.
Kioet: Why am I in a cell? I did nothing wrong.
Zey: I need a bodyguard.
Kioet: All you had to do was buy me a drink and ask me back at the cantina. But you didn't, you just fricken blasted me and threw me in this cell. Why the hell do you need a bodyguard anyway? Did I forget to mention that I'm taken?
Zey: Why else would I have you in a cell? You sound as if you need to be somewhere. Do you need to be somewhere?
Kioet: YES. like...NOW.
Zey: ok, I'll let you go. Under one condition.
Kioet: ok! whatever! just name it.
Zey: I get to go with you.
Kioet: oh, nothing. sure, come along I guess. I would like my armor back, and a comm...I have to contact my employer...Wait-Where am I, exactly?
Zey: You're still on tatooine, and inside my house.
Kioet: good. now, where's my stuff?
Zey: down the hall in the room on the left.
*Kioet stands up, walks past Zey, down the hall and into the room*
Kioet: good...it's all here.
*Kioet turns on the commlink*
Kioet: Farran, you there?!
02-17-2004, 03:03 AM
Outer Rim Planet
*Farran picks up* Kioet? Is that you?
Aren: Your Trandoshan friend? I was wondering why he hadn't shown up.
*Deac is horrified*
Deac: What!? Where did she go?! When?! And why?!
02-18-2004, 10:24 PM
Kioet: Yes, it's me. I've been out...how can I put this? recruiting...
02-18-2004, 10:30 PM
Aren: Well then, Kioet, are you still interested in our offer?
*Farran gives her an annoyed look*
02-18-2004, 10:46 PM
Kioet: damn right I am. You got the valuables I asked for, waiting for me to get them, right?
*Lokpihet's SSD arrives above a dark planet. Lokpihet views it out of the window and shudders, remembering that he once died below*
Lokpihet: Send out teams to search the facility for data pending to the installation facility.
02-22-2004, 06:41 PM
Sellena: Yes you can extract her. You need to do it as fast as possible though. Things are hotting up.
*She hands Greer a disk.*
That's your contact information, memorise it and then destroy it.
You leave as soon as you're ready.
Drago: My Lord, I know only that she has gone. To Imperial Space.
Flax: If she's gone to Imperial Space she might be trying to make a family connection.
02-22-2004, 08:12 PM
*F. Irvine walks up behind Lokpihet*
F. Irivne "Whats down there that you are looking for?"
((Deac: wait, this is about one of my ideas that I pmed you about, cus i'm thinking that you implementing it in a different way of bringing them in.
cus if it is, good thinkin, cus now it'll be easier to actually 'do it' *twitch*))
02-22-2004, 11:59 PM
Greer: All right
*Greer takes the disk*
Greer: So, are you guys ready?
*O'Connel, Caruso, and Perez nodded.*
Greer: I guess we're ready. Should Dasken and Miss Oscanap come?
02-23-2004, 01:55 AM
Outer Rim Planet
Aren: *into comlink to Kioet* Yes, of course. However, you'll need to sign a contract if you want to go through with that deal. Of course, that means you need to be here...
[Uh...yes...F.Irvine can find it there]
*Malice hands Lokpihet a datapad*
Malice: I found the implementing technology. However, there will only be enough resources present to do this once.
Lokpihet: That is all I need.
02-23-2004, 08:31 PM
Sellena: I'm sending Dasken with you. Oscanap now has another mission. Are you ready to leave now?
Hal: Deac, do you suppose you can contact her through the Force?
02-23-2004, 09:56 PM
Greer: We're ready whenever Dasken's ready. Just need to pick up our bags from our rooms.
02-24-2004, 01:04 AM
((Darn! Looks like you guys are a bit far into this to be accepting new characters. Oh, well. If you all don't think you're too far in, let me know and I might just join you guys.))
02-24-2004, 01:08 AM
((We accept all new comers!!))
02-24-2004, 01:10 AM
((Hmm, If you catch up on the basic story, I think you can join.))
02-24-2004, 02:25 AM
((Can somebody fill me in?))
02-24-2004, 03:34 AM
((Well read the first post and you will get what is currently happening. Also read the last post(s) in the last cantina (Cantina 11) to get an idea.
Uh, there is a lot of history in this RPG.
Quick guide to fractions.
The Aesir controled solely by me, are an advanced race, who are suspicious, self appointed guardians to the galaxy, arrogant to nonAesir, like making fun of Irvine (:P). Live on hidden worlds, are isolationist, militristic (their big celebration is called the tournament). They love their mead, and other stuff.
The New Republic: They have become corrupted and tried to destroy Coruscant. This has caused another civil war.
The Rebels: They are the worlds who broke away from the republic. The leaders of the new rebellion are Flax, Deac, and some members of the old Rebel alliance. BD/Deac control this fraction. Obviously their enemy is the New Republic.
The Empire: Lead by Cracken (palpies son) has signed a peace treaty with the NR (before the civil war). Just fought it's own civil war because of the peace treaty. Cracken's loyalist destroyed the seperatist. This fraction is controled by Cracken (the charcter shares the same name)who is currently AWOL
ExtradimensionalsThrowing this as one fraction since they are controled by Redwing. They currently include the Blades and Shadows who don't like each other. Red can expand on this but think of it this way. Blades are cops, Shadows are criminals.
Lokiphet's fractionsControled by Deac, they are what remains of the seperatists I guess. They want to take over the world, kill Deac (again. :) )and well generally do evil things.
um, that is it in a nut shell. The Jedi I guess could be in one of those fractions besides the Aesir. To the best of my knowledge they are all controlable except for the Aesir and for Red's extradimensionals (if you want to join one of those you need to ask permision). I would not recommend starting with the Empire since Cracken is AWOL.
Story: Was hinted at. The galaxy is in another civil war. The Aesir recently decided to withdraw some of their protection against outside threats and are currently in the midst of celebrating their Tournament.
Lokpihet and Fused Irvine are looking for stuff to conquer the galaxy.
Rwos is traveling in warp space trying to figure things out. The blood scrolls (which hold prophecies) remain somewhat of a mystery.
You should be able to start with this. I'm sure Red will be adding some stuff. The basic rules are no godmodding, and standard stuff.
Otherwise post a charcter bio and you will be worked in somewhere. Won't take long for you to figure things out, if you have specific question feel free to pm me, or contact me on MSN. Cantina has been going for a long time so you may want to read some of the ealier threads if you wish. Might help but by no means necessary.))
02-24-2004, 02:34 PM
((Fused Irvine in a nutshell:
he is composed of two versions of WH Irvine (whom is a clone of Irvine, Cracken's son (on special request in making an interesting story, gone almost nowhere with Crackles gone)
One version is apart of this timeline, the other is from a timeline currently in process in PTH (an rpg that sprang up from Cantina 6) who ends up before the events of Cantina 7. The obviosuly older version (from PTH) becoems corrupted by an evil entity (someone else explain pls) and makes him 'fuse bodies' with his self. creating a more powerful being.
But the side effect is mental instabiltiy, he he.
Now I'm introing a new race into the Cantina, which for a while will keep quite isolating themselves for the most part. They come from a parrell universe by which they use portals generated by emencely consenrated gravity.
In a nut shell they're practially demons, but not so unlike the hellish type :P (i base a quite a bit from InuYasha)
02-24-2004, 05:16 PM
((Red: I told you so now you owe me some money :) ))
[Deac Starkiller: *His Autobiography summed up* Deac was a minor nobleman on a mid-rim world who joined the alliance during the galactic civil war. He was captured by his evil(ish) brother, Syrnl and taken to a facility, where amongst other experiments he was given force ability by having his genome altered to produce midi-chlorians. He escaped, and had a few adventures with extra-planar beings. He became a cyborg after surviving a cataclysmic explosion. He is currently hunting his long-lost daughter]
Deac: I...don't find her here. Check the ship manifests. Maybe she had one.
*F.Irvine recieves a call*
Lokpihet: Irvine, do come to the planet below. I've made a few changes to our organisation, and I've also found some things you may be interested in.
02-24-2004, 08:37 PM
*F Irvine takes a shuttle down to the survice, wondering what could lay before him when he got there.*
02-24-2004, 09:08 PM
((Welcome, wildjedi! ^_^ Anyone is welcome in the Cantina RPG...even though it doesn't really take place in a cantina anymore ;)
Pretty much what Admiral said. Maybe I can clarify the galactic backstory (by no means everything that's happened, but everything the average galactic citizen might know about):
1. Insert Star Wars backstory here, including EU up to about the NJO (which hasn't happened yet/may never happen) but add the Starkillers (good) and the Darkstars (evil) to the roster of well-known galactic figures.
2. Cracken Palpatine emerges. Palpatine's son, as the next in the line of Sith Lords, gathers the Imperial Remnant and ressurrects one last superweapon of Palpatine's - a world-destroying battlemoon called the Crimson Star - and begins bringing the galaxy back under Imperial rule. Some planets return willingly. Others are crushed into submission.
3. Cracken reaches Coruscant. A huge battle seems in the offing, but forces gather and it never happens. For some unknown reason, Cracken has a change of heart, leaves Coruscant and destroys his battlemoon.
4. Cracken and the New Republic divide up the galaxy. Those who want the (now somewhat nicer) Imperial government go with Cracken. The other planets are either independent or under the New Republic.
5. The generals of the Imperial Remnant are very unhappy with this peace treaty. They form a council of their own and declare war on Cracken. The Imperials break into two, Cracken's loyalists and the Remnant's Separatists. After a brief civil war, Cracken crushes them.
6. Mysterious beings called vampires appear on Coruscant. After killing many of the planet's inhabitants, and using some unknown power to temporarily block out Coruscant's sunlight, they vanish without a trace.
7. While this is happening the more corrupt politicians of the New Republic government pull a coup. After the corrupt politicians attempt to destroy Coruscant, rather than deal with the vampires, the New Republic splits.
As for my 'Extradimensionals', they are hardly one faction, though all mine come from the same dimension; which is basically an alternate Earth, where a hidden magic world exists. There are the Blades, who are a small force trying to deal with extradimensional troublemakers in this dimension. There are the Shadows, who are a multidimensional criminal organization trying to extend its roots into this one. Then there are miscellaneous refugees, who've secretly come to this dimension from other worlds in hopes of a better life (usually.) The presence of all these groups is currently secret, except to those in high positions in certain galactic governments.
Hope that helps. ;)
*Goes back to waiting for Rogue15 to reply*))
02-24-2004, 11:06 PM
((Okay, My turn.
The Flax Family:
Taklin Flax is the decendant of one of the great old houses. The family have a historical alliance with house Starkiller.
Taklin is mow middleaged, he joined the Rebellion at 16, where he met his wife, Sophae Windrider (no longer living), they had three children. The two sons, Halren and Kalren are both Jedi, as are their parents. The daughter Mirra is force blind.
The others basically covered the rest.))
((Scar: I thought we were goint to keep silly dimension hopping to a minimum?))
Hal: We are going to need to see the port controller. Drago, how loyal is the planet.
Drago: The locals want to be left alone, the port authoriety are loyal to your father.
Hal: Good, that makes things easier.
*10 minutes later.*
Clerk: Yes, I have the records. When did this Elella leave.
Drago: About five days ago.
Clerk: Okay, let me check................. Yes, only two ships have left within the last week. *Hits print.*
*Hands over hard copy.*
Clerk: Say.......... Colonel, we couldn't have an X-Wing Squad sent here could we? Things look like they're heating up and we're pretty close to the front.
Hal: If this pans out you can have a Fighter Wing. *To Deac.* Get a feeling from either of these names?
Sellena: Good, get going then, I'll have Dasken meet you in the hanger.
Jim, could I talk to you alone? *Gestures for the others to leave.*
02-24-2004, 11:25 PM
((It is, if anything the Forgotten-verse is parallel to Red's))
02-25-2004, 01:26 AM
Domingo "Jokemaster" Chavo: My starting character, who's been negelected lately. He joined the rebels near the end of the civil war, then became a mercenary. Most of his jobs came from the NRI. Greer hired him for very dangerous missions which officially the NRI couldn't do.
Jim Greer: A veteran intelligence agent, he joined the rebellion at the height of the Civil War. He was a teenager at the time. Since then he's fought for what he thought was right. He is currently in the new rebellion along with his team.
O'Conner, Price, Deiter, Dominguez: Snipers on Greer's team.
Perez: Tech wiz on Greer's team.
Caruso, Clark: Soldiers on Greer's team.
Spook: A random spec ops agent stuck on Duriel.))
*Greer nods at the rest and they leave the room*
02-25-2004, 01:35 AM
((crap i forgot about spook, i thoguht i left him go :P))
*Deac checks them and points*
Deac: That one... the Cali Hem...it must be that one.
*Flashback. Deac and Elella's mother sit in a restaurant. Deac places a ring on a table, with a Cali Gem set into the centre. The ring is then pushed back toward him and she leaves.*
*Below the excavation is the final layer of the facility. Malice greets F.Irvine at the entrance*
Malice: This way.
*She takes him through the facilty into a tech lab. A few techs monitor computers at the sides. In the wall, a large blue tube is inset. A humanoid form, covered in wires, can be seen inside, glowing with light*
Lokpihet: You have arrived Irvine. Allow me to explain what it is you are looking at.
Deac Starkiller has constantly beaten me. It is not through his force skill, it's those damned augmentations. Ever since he got them he's been winning victories.
Do you remember the conspiracy? Of the cyborg soldiers that Deac would have been a prototype for? Well, it seems Tafon Norl had a plan in case of it going wrong. It was a more poweful version designed to destroy the augmented soliders should things go wrong. He was in the process of installing it when Starkiller killed him. Now, I have had the completed version installed. When I exit the chamber I will be a god among insects.
02-25-2004, 05:58 PM
F irvine "Why would that matter? True your fight with Deac is yours, and I kept uninvolved. But if I had, I would have killing single handedly. But of course my last conferntation with him, I admit I was careless."
02-25-2004, 10:22 PM
((um? Dunno what you meant, Scar, but this Forgotten-verse I know nothing about does not have anything to do with my universe(s) ;p))
Outer Rim Planet
Farran: *Waiting for Kioet's answer, hears the connection begin to break up* Kioet, she just wants you to get over here. Here's the coordinates - *he rattles off the coordinates* Get here as soon as possible. *The connection breaks off*
Artemis: This planet has some unusual energy fields in its atmosphere. Bad for comm usage...
Aren: ...Good for us. Now, shall we return to business?
Farran: Yes, shall we? I'd like to get this over with. What do you want us to do?
Aren: Simple. The Blades have just recently decided to step up activity in this universe. They want to take decisive action. They're sending an official "detachment" to this universe. Guess what's at the top of their agenda?
*She stares at Farran* That's right. They're after you, Ariel Kasen. And us, of course. All of the "dangerous rogues" who've "invaded" this dimension... So you see, Farran? We're on the same side, after all.
02-25-2004, 11:19 PM
Sellena: Officially this is pitch black, if you get caught we will denny all knowledge. Unofficially.......... Don't you dare not come back. Now go, before I give a desk job.
Hal: Okay, we have the tradgectory for the ship, lets see where it points.
*Hal and Deac return to the ship and Hal imputes the co-ordinates.*
02-26-2004, 12:54 AM
Greer: Don't worry, the idea of a desk job is enough to keep me from doing anything stupid. Besides, you know what a careful guy I am.
02-26-2004, 05:49 AM
((*Dr evil* Okay here, throw me a friken bone here, i was setting an *quotes with fingers* example))
02-26-2004, 03:33 PM
*Kioet puts his comm away*
Kioet: alright, Zey. I got the coordinates, now we need to get to my ship and get over there.
Kioet: You'll see.
Zey: ok...where's your ship?
Kioet: It's in the docking bay. How far away are we?
Zey: We're not far. it's just upstairs.
Kioet: alright. I'll put my suit on, and we can get out of here.
*Kioet puts his suit on*
Kioet: ok let's go.
*Kioet and Zey walk up the stairs into the docking bay*
Kioet: There's my ship....I never knew there were rooms below the docking bay.
Zey: Nice ship.
*Kioet presses a control on his suit, which lowers the boarding ramp*
Kioet: alright. let's go.
*Kioet and Zey board Kioet's ship, the loading ramp folds up, and the ship takes off*
Lokpihet: Deac will be back. I have...forseen it, shall we say? Not to mention this could really help deal with Cracken, and our Aesir enemies. As for the war with the republic, let Stormbaltz handle that.
*Deac picks up his commlink*
Deac: Rwos. Get over here as soon as you can...I need your help
02-26-2004, 11:02 PM
*Rwos answers his comlink as Deac is speaking*
Rwos: Deac? Where are you? What's going on?
Deac: Rwos! Lokpihet's going on a mad rampage, Atredis is in ruis, and my daughter's gone missing. Can you get over here soon?
Lokpihet: Malice, while my integration continues, take Irvine here to the storehouse below. See if he can find anything he might want...
02-27-2004, 06:54 PM
Name: Nom Vilnov
Occupation: Mercenary/ Assassin
Weapons: An assortment of blaster pistols and rifles. Sniper rifle on his back.
Bio: Nom was 16 when he saw his parents killed by a man who was high up in the leadership of the New Republic and vowed revenge. He got it a little over a year later. He had constructed six blaster pistols and was carrying four at the time. By that time, he had also bought the sniper rifle. With the best secrecy he could muster, he an and ran. What made it worse is that his sister was away from the house when it happened, so he feared that something had happened to her. He was relieved when he found out that she survived.
Nom, now 27, has his own ship and has been darting around the galaxy, making it impossible to find him. He is wanted on more than 60 planets for his various mercenary jobs and his first assassination. The authorities still don't know who did his other assassinations. He is helped by his sister.
Though he doesn't realize it, Nom is force sensitive, very much so.
Character No. 2
Name: Tarila Vilnov
Occupation: Mercenary / Assassin
Weapons: knives, daggers and swords.
Bio: Tarila was away from home on an overnight school field trip. When she returned, she found from her brother what had happened and she, too wanted revenge. While Nom was on the building top, Tarila went inside and made her way secretly into the office of the man, but she was caught. Nom's shot, distracted the guards holding Tarila and she was able to get away, but only after providing a good cover for Nom to get away.
Since then, she has become good enough that she can get into any building and sneak up on somebody, close enough to do the dirty work with her daggers. When she uses her swords, she is very deadly. She works in a spinning, flipping and rolling movement that makes her almost impossible to hit and does this until she is close enough to kill somebody.
Tarila is only 17.
((Which side needs me more, good or bad? Whoever needs me the most is going to get me, so they'd better hurry up in recruiting me:D Seriously, though, just add me in somehow since I can't quite figure out how myself.))
02-27-2004, 07:40 PM
((Wildjedi: Easy thing to do is have your characters on a planet (just pick one), they could be in a middle of a job, just starting or just ending. Doesn't matter you decide. Main thing is you need to set your characters up somewhere, then I'm sure someone will hire them ect.))
Asgard: Valhalla, tournament grounds
*The sun just set on Valhalla. Soon Odin would unviel the new Viking fighters. Soon Odin would recieve a gift from his daughters.
When the night sky was completly dark, the cermony began.*
02-27-2004, 11:30 PM
((Thanks for the tip.))
Tarila Vilnov paced the bridge of her ship impatiently. The giant black ship was in orbit above the planet Hoth, where her brother was completing an assignment. She would have gone with him, but at a time like this, the best place for her to be was on the ship.
Nom had taken a shuttle to the surface and was in the process of leaving a large box in one of the abandoned shelters there. It was a box full of surveilance equipment, the best Nom and Tarila could find. Their client would be very pleased.
Nom took the shuttle back to the ship and docked. He was greeted by one of their holographic crew and went immediately to the bridge. When he got there, Tarila ran to him and gave him a big hug.
"What took you so long?" she demanded. He laughed.
"Such a heavy box can't be expected to go anywhere fast," he answered. "Our client will be happy with the equipment, though, so it was worth it."
"Should we stay in orbit for a bit?" Tarila questioned. Nom thought about it for a moment and nodded.
"It can't hurt to know who the other intermediary is," he answered. They were to drop the equipment off at Hoth where it would be picked up by somebody else before going to the real client.
After a few moments, another ship came out of hyperspace. This one went straight for the surface, but pulled back when the pilot saw Nom and Tarila's ship.
"Identify yourself," the other ship hailed. Nom grinned.
"You're outgunned," he answered. "Just get the box and get out of here."
"Should we let him know our real mission?" Tarila asked quietly. Nom shook his head.
"He'll know soon enough," he answered. The other ship sped to the surface and returned a while later. Finding Nom and Tarila still there, he hailed them again.
"Now, will you identify yourself?" he asked. Nom laughed.
"Sure," he said. "We'll identify ourselves! Meet Nom and Tarila Vilnov, the ones who made an end to your life!"
The smaller ship had no time to respond, not even to raise shields. The powerful laser bolts lashed out from the larger ship, completely vaporizing the smaller, with the help of the box of 'equipment', which was really a box of explosives.
Tarila stared at the empty space before them and turned to Nom.
"Back to Coruscant?" she asked. He nodded slowly.
"Back to Coruscant," he answered.
02-27-2004, 11:52 PM
*F. Irvine waits, though he personally does not know the facility nor the planet himself.*
02-28-2004, 03:44 AM
((OK, new semi-bad guy character))
Name: Adrian Bauer
Bio: An intelligence agent recently promoted to replace Greer. Still unknowing of the politicians plots.
*Adrian sighed, first day on the job. He didn't know what had happened to Greer, he seemed like a good man. His boss had given him free reign. He quickly called one of his officers*
Bauer: Listen, I need you to get a contactor. I just got a hot tip about the Vilnov siblings coming to Corusant. I want to hire them. Send someone in, minunimum armament. Have him with a comlink in case things go to hell. They should be arriving soon.
Malice: Come with me. *She leads him to a storeroom below*
Lokpihet says you get first pickings off all the junk in here. He reckons you might find something useful...
[Scar...the technology we talked about?]
02-28-2004, 04:09 PM
*F. Irvine looked about and saw nothing but 'junk'.*
F. Irvine "I am displeased, sure some of this could have some use, but not for the scale that I wish."
02-29-2004, 01:45 AM
Rwos: Where are you exactly, Deac? I know about Atredis. I---wait, you have a daughter?
Deac: I'm in the skies above Tellacos. How soon can you get here?
Malice: Whatever. *Takes a nice looking power core* Just be careful with that old cloning stuff over there. It might not work anymore, but we don't want anyone fouling it up with their DNA.
02-29-2004, 09:03 PM
Nom and Tarila made it back to Coruscant and went straight to their employer. He appeared to be very old and they spoke to him with some respect.
"We did as you ordered, sir," Nom said. The man grinned.
"Good. Your pay has been transferred to your account. That is all."
Nom and Tarila went back to their ship where it was in orbit.
"Now what?" Tarila asked. Nom stared out one of the windows.
"Now we wait for the next job to present itself. I get the feeling we won't have to wait long."
02-29-2004, 09:37 PM
A small freighter uncloaked in front of them. It had a New Republic insignia. The Vilnov's radio crackled to life.
Voice: Nom and Tarila Vilnov, we have a job for you.
03-01-2004, 01:15 AM
*F Irvine smiles*
F. Irvine "Believe me, this galaxy isn't big enough for even more of me. By the way, does the child have a name yet?"
03-01-2004, 05:12 AM
Rwos: *tapping buttons in his ship* I'm on my way already. Anything else?
Malice: Havok. He calls himself Havok.
Deac: I also got contacted by those guys from your universe again.
03-01-2004, 06:07 PM
F. Irvine "Hmm, oddly fitting name, but interesting none the less. And is he been taking part in any training? He seems useless right now, expect for the name, he's nothing mor ethen a mere child with 'gifts', of some sort..."
03-02-2004, 07:52 AM
Rwos: The Shadows? What did they have to say?
03-02-2004, 01:15 PM
*Kioet's ship drops out of hyperspace over the planet*
Kioet: This must be it. They better have my stuff...
*the ship enters the planet's atmosphere and descends to the meeting place*
Zey: There, is that them?
Kioet: Yeah, there's Farran.
*The ship lands a few feet in front of Farran, the boarding ramp descends and Kioet walks down to meet him, Zey following behind*
Kioet: Is my stuff here yet?
Deac: They want to sell us weapons. But that's not important now. I'm worried Elella might have gone after Lokpihet...
Malice: Either way, first pick of this stuff is yours. Take a good look.
03-03-2004, 01:14 AM
Rwos: You're right, it isn't. Things have changed. I would advise refusing them outright, if they ask again. But...who is Elella? Your daughter?
Farran: So you're finally here? Well, no, it isn't here, at least not right here. Obviously. You need to talk to Aren. I think they want you to sign a contract or something. *He points to a ship sitting on a field a short distance away* They've been waiting.
03-03-2004, 04:26 AM
*Kioet looks off towards the direction of Aren's ship*
Kioet: Alright. Zey, stay here with Farran, one of my fans wants an autograph.
*Kioet walks over to the ship*
Zey: geez, looks like I'll have to introduce myself. I'm Zey. Who are you, and what the hell are we all doing?
03-03-2004, 03:46 PM
Originally posted by jokemaster
A small freighter uncloaked in front of them. It had a New Republic insignia. The Vilnov's radio crackled to life.
Voice: Nom and Tarila Vilnov, we have a job for you.
"Wow!" Tarila muttered to Nom. "You said fast, but I didn't expect it to be this fast."
Nom nodded slowly. "I didn't either," he whispered. Then, he responded to the hail.
"Very well," he said. "Come aboard. My crew will escort you to the bridge. I warn you not to try anything. My crew is a holographic one, so you will not be able to do them any harm. I suggest you not try, for they can pick up real weapons and do some damage to you. Let them do their job and bring you here."
"Now we get to wait," Tarila said quietly. "It will be at least five minutes before the crew will be done."
Deac: Yeah. That's her. How soon can you get here, her ion trail's going cold...
03-03-2004, 06:06 PM
((*gumbles wanting to move on with RH Irvine...*))
03-03-2004, 09:44 PM
Rwos: A few minutes. I'm not far.
*Rwos' ship leaves warp space above Tallacos and streaks towards the planet's atmosphere*
Farran: Hasn't Kioet told you?
03-03-2004, 11:12 PM
Contactor: Roger that.
*The contactor's ship docks onto Nom and Tarila's. He didn't try anything, and allowed himself to be escorted along with a large briefcase.
03-04-2004, 12:54 AM
Zey: Kioet's told me just about nothing. All I know is you all are on some secret mission. That armor Kioet's wearing...I don't recognize it.
03-04-2004, 01:14 AM
Tarila had long since left the bridge and the contractor found Nom alone there. Nom greeted him shortly and got straight to business.
"You said you have a job for us?" he said. The contractor nodded and Nom sighed impatiently. "Well what is it, and is my sister going to need to be here? If she is, I can call her and she'll be here in a few seconds. If not, just tell me about the job."
Before the contractor could say anything, Tarila reentered the bridge. She looked him up and down before saying anything.
"So," she said, "what's the job?"
Nom and Tarila are very one minded when it comes to jobs.
03-04-2004, 01:29 AM
Contactor: Assasination. We need you to take out 3 targets. If you can capture them, there's a bonus. These are the targets.
*The man opened the briefcase. It showed 3 faces, Jim Greer's, Taklin Flax's and Deac Starkiller's*
Contactor: We are prepared to pay you 50,000 credits for each person. It must, of course, be kept in the dark.
03-04-2004, 01:45 AM
"And I am to assume that none of the targets are together," Nom said. Tarila nodded thoughtfully.
"All the more fun for us," she said. Nom nodded and grinned.
"Very well, we accept," he said and Tarila's face took on a look of satisfaction.
((Didn't expect to be a bad guy, but hey! Whatever works.))
03-04-2004, 06:54 AM
Farran: This is a pretty big galaxy. What makes you think you should? I take it the two of you know each other?
03-04-2004, 11:56 AM
Contactor: Good, if you need anything...
*He gave them a comlink*
Contactor: Here's a direct comlink to my boss
03-04-2004, 03:30 PM
Zey: Not really, we just met. He recruited me.
*Deac moves the ship close to Rwos'*
Deac: Rwos. We need to follow the Ion trail. It goes so far as a hyperspace nexus point in the outer rim. Can your sensors trace it any further?
03-05-2004, 07:07 PM
Nom nodded as he accepted the comlink. One of the holographic crew appeared on the bridge and Tarila turned to him.
"See to it that this gentleman gets to his shuttle," she said. The crew member nodded and followed the contractor off the bridge. Tarila turned to Nom when they were alone and they walked over to the pictures of the three they would be after.
"Let's go after this one first," Tarila said, pointing to Greer. Nom looked at her, wondering why she had made that choice.
"Any reasons?" he asked and she shrugged.
"None that I can think of, but then you were always the one who planned the stuff. I'm just the infiltrator, remember?"
"Let's try for capturing these guys," Nom said. The bonus sounded good to him. Tarila nodded.
"So now, we take the shuttle to Coruscant and get some info on these guys," she said. Moments later, their small black shuttle descended on Coruscant and landed.
03-06-2004, 06:35 AM
Rwos: Actually...I'm not specifically equipped to detect hyperspace trails at all. *wryly* Yet another thing I've overlooked. *He fiddles with his consoles* If I had her ship's current subspace signature...I suppose we could proceed to the nexus point, and follow up from there. Or, if you have any idea what she's doing to find Lokpihet, perhaps we could follow up independently, and try to get to him first. Any idea where he might be?
Outer Rim Planet
Farran: Really? For what, exactly?
03-06-2004, 05:26 PM
*Greer and the team finally arrived at the hangar after picking up their stuff. They boarded the ship, took off and immediately went to hyperspace. They began formulating a plan*
Deac: Unfortunatley, no. He's gone insane, he's just hopping round the galaxy, conquering a world with some significance to him, and then leaving.
*Lokpihet's cylinder closes, then opens. Steam rushes out. Techs glance in his direction.
Lokpihet is now built into his armour, his skin lost far below. The free moving metal skin allows him to move just as easily. His right eye glows with augmentations. His hair is shorter than when it went in, and he seems far more imposing*
Lokpihet: Excellent. I feel it, more powerful then ever before!
03-06-2004, 05:59 PM
"Impressive. But I've seen worse..."
*WH Irvine sets down a few parts of the cloning device. Then he takes a data disk out from his pocket and hurls it at lokpihet, knowingly that he'll catch it effortlessly.*
WH Irvine "On that disk I caught some disturbing data on telekenetic and psyhcokenetic abilities on test subjects biogenetically engineered that are far superior to most practical measures, mainly our own. If we put some work into it I wouldnt doubt that the applications wouldn't be anything less then infinite."
03-06-2004, 09:41 PM
Rwos: Well then. How much do you know about Lokpihet? What worlds do you think he might visit?
03-07-2004, 07:06 AM
Nom and Tarila took an air taxi to one of the places they got all of their information. For a price, they could get just about any dirty info they needed. They walked into the grungy cantina and sat down. Moments later, they were joined by someone else.
"We need info on these guys," Nom said dropping the pictures on the table. "Got any?"
Deac: I have no idea. His movements have gone erratic, and he may be acting on Intel that we just don't have.
03-08-2004, 02:55 AM
Zey: He wanted me to come along on a mission, said you all could use the help. I was stranded on tatooine and decided 'why the hell not?' so here I am. You know what the mission plan is?
*Kioet approaches the ship*
Kioet: I need to sign something?
03-08-2004, 09:47 PM
((Many appolagies. I have been very ill.))
*Dasken turns to Greer.*
Dasken: This ship is clean, it belonged to a trader, we "persuaded" him to sell. The money was heavily laundered. We're carrying a cargo of domestic electronics so we have a legitimate excuse to land. From there its a case of getting through customs.
Hal: I can try and contact my Aunt, see if she has anything for us. *Hal turns to the com.*
*A few minutes later the hypercom conects and Sellena's face appears.*
Sellena: Hal, I hope this is important.
03-08-2004, 10:13 PM
Greer: Good. The person we're extracting is the head computer engineer of the NRI, so she'll probably be able to slip us into the building and have the cameras give a blind eye toward us. The gaurds are the problem. One of them rings an alarm and we'll have every single republic soldier in the system looking for us. We'll have to use stealth. I'm open to any ideas that might make this easier.
03-09-2004, 06:33 PM
Rwos: Then perhaps we should leave before the trail fades.
Farran: You want a mission? Talk to the guys Kioet's with. Maybe they've got something for you. Unlikely, though.
*At the Shadow's ship, Aren ducks out of the cargo bay*
Aren: Kioet, welcome back. We were wondering if you would ever show up.
03-09-2004, 09:52 PM
Dasken: Well, we disguise ourselves and it'll be easier to get in and out. We have to go in unarmed, once we get there we can hook up with the underground.
*Deep in the Senate Building Tar Redris is holding a council of his most trusted subordinates.*
Redris: Thankyou for coming. So what have you come up with to destroy this Rebellion?
((I need to some lackeys, I can't be all the bad guys.))
03-09-2004, 11:51 PM
Greer: That isn't a problem. I don't think we'll need to use too much force.
Deac: Co-ordinates locked in. Hyperspace alright for you?
*Lokpihet is in a training room. He draws his lightsabers, and begins training with a pratice droid*
Lokpihet: Malice! Increase the difficulty!
*He continues battling, the exhilartion thrilling him*
Malice: It's on maximum!
*Lokpihet continues duelling, and drops back, tired. The bot closes in, raising its blade. Lokpihet clicks his thumbs, and two guns built into his shoulders fire, knocking the bot down, allowing him to skewer it*
03-10-2004, 11:25 PM
((BD: Your bad guys are a bit hard to understand ;)))
Rwos: No, but if you can send me the coordinates, I can meet you there.
03-11-2004, 12:20 AM
*Drake Hunter spoke first, he was the most nervous of all of them.*
Drake: Maybe it'd be better if we did nothing at all. Our intelligence does show that they're low on just about every supply. All we have to do is stop them from getting any.
Deac: Ok. Co-ordinates locked in. Lightspeed!
*Deac's ship jumps to lightspeed.*
03-12-2004, 01:37 PM
Kioet: I was a little delayed. Where's the stuff I ordered? And, what are my orders?
Zey: oh. Well, alright.
*Zey walks off towards the direction of Aren's ship*
03-13-2004, 05:30 AM
Aren: Your Victory II Star Destroyer, outfitted with a cloaking device, swoops and AT-PTs, prisoner cells and a vornskr cage is in orbit in a holding bay as we speak. The battle armor, weapons, and credits you requested are right here in our cargo bay. And we have our first mission for you already - all you have to do is sign on the datapad here, and we'll be all set.
*She hands Kioet a datapad with a line drawn on its screen, and an inkless 'pen'. As she does so, she notices Zey walking towards them*
Aren: And who's your friend?
*Rwos locks coordinates in as well and enters warp-space*
03-13-2004, 09:06 PM
Kioet: ooooooh hell yeah!!!
*Kioet quickly signs his signature on the datapad*
Kioet: That is Zey. She wants to help me and Farran in our mission, unless you have something else for her.
*Zey grins darkly*
03-14-2004, 09:01 PM
((Damm Collage work.))
Dasken: Our mission now is to get this tech specialist out. You should know we're already interdicting convoys.
Hal: Lets go already.
03-15-2004, 04:42 AM
Aren: We'll...have to see. *to Zey* What can you tell me about yourself? And how do you know Farran and Kioet?
*Deac's ship drops out of hyperspace. Several Imperial ships are in the area*
Deac: Damn! Lokpihet's fleet is still here! Rwos! I'm gonna plot a nav buoy...this is gonna be one hell of a blockade running.
*Deac pilots the ship toward the distant buoy*
*Lokpihet recieves a message*
Comm: Sir, Starkiller has been sighted.
Lokpihet: Bah. Still attempting to defeat me.
03-15-2004, 09:54 PM
Hal: I'll take the turret. *Activates comlink.* Chief, I need you in the dorsal turret.
Chief: On my way.
03-16-2004, 05:40 AM
*Rwos' fighter is already engaged with the Imperials*
Rwos: *over Deac's comm* It appears your daughter has already found Lokpihet...or he is following her, rather than the other way around.
Deac: Figures. I'll get that son of a...!
*Deac destroys two incoming TIE Interceptors with the turret*
Deac: Not so far...!
*The ship continues evading missiles as it approaches the Nav Buoy*
03-16-2004, 08:10 PM
*F. Irvine's comm activates. He takes it out.*
F. Irvine "What is it?" *A pause* "I see." *Another pause* "What do you expect Destory em! Do I have to think for you too!?"
*F. Irvine kills the Comm.*
F. Irvine "The persistant Deac... I told you that you should have killed him back on that planet, Lokpihet."
03-17-2004, 04:41 AM
Rwos: *comm* Deac, wait! What if your daughter is here? Or has she left another trail?
[Now Scar, are you talking to Lokpihet there, or are you referring to the little known fact that the Imperial Research World was also first called planet Lokpihet?]
Deac: Rwos! Lokpihet's SSD isn't here! So...it must be...
*Deac's nav comp highlights a particular world. Imperial Research Station 157*
Deac: He's there! The old facility! The Avatar Project! He's gone back!
Lokpihet: He won't be a problem. Not now that I have a particularly good ally against him...
*Elella enters, wearing Sith robes....*
03-17-2004, 07:14 PM
((In order for me to continue here, I'll need to know where the three people I'm hunting currently are. I'm looking for Deac, Taklin, and Greer. If you could tell me where they are, I'd apreciate it much. Thanks.))
03-18-2004, 07:33 AM
((Was talking to Lokpihet, and talking about the planet where they fought, yes. ^_^))
03-18-2004, 09:46 AM
Rwos: What? I thought everything relevant in that place was destroyed...by us, no less...what is he expecting to find?
Deac: I don't know...but it must be something deep underground. Maybe CyberEyes had something...or even...Norl....
Comm: My Lord, he is on his way.
Lokpihet: Excellent. See, Elella, soon you will meet the father who never loved you. Even in their differences, they were so very much alike.
03-20-2004, 03:33 AM
((WJ: Flax and Deac are on a ship, fighting against Lokiphet, Greer's on his way to Corusant))
Greer: OK people, let's get some rest. We'll be arriving in Corusant soon.
03-20-2004, 05:59 PM
Nom and Tarila had not left Coruscant yet because of the news they had recieved. Greer was coming to Coruscant, coming right to them.
"It's not hard to capture somebody when they come right to you," Nom said. Tarila nodded.
"It's almost too easy," she answered. "We'll just spy on him until we find out where he stays and I'll go in to grab him. It is too easy. We need something that's going to be a bit more fun."
"You want fun?" Nom said, wheeling on his sister. "Your definition of fun is danger, something that could get you killed. That is something I won't stand for. We're doing this the easy way, got it?"
"I'm not about to risk my life," Tarila snapped. "I just wish this job could be a little more interesting."
"You just wait," Nom said. "Starkiller and Flax will be 'interesting' enough."
03-20-2004, 06:06 PM
*Greer went to the cockpit and checked their location. The pilot ignored him. He walked back*
Greer: OK, we'll be dropping out of hyperspace soon. Get ready to leave. Perez, I want you to be ready to contact Qwera through any means once we arrive. This should be simple, we walk in, contact her, walk out.
*Finally, the ship dropped out of hyperspace and headed toward Corusant, ready to land.*
03-20-2004, 06:37 PM
Nom and Tarila were on the bridge of their ship, still in orbit around Coruscant. Tarila suddenly leaned forward.
"There he is," she announced. Greer's ship was easing slowly into the traffic lanes above Coruscant. She jumped quickly from her seat and ran to the hangar bay, where she got into one of the small black shuttles. In this, she kept a safe distance away from Greer's ship, but close enough that she could see where he was going. When he landed, she kept going, but made a mental note of where he had landed.
After a short hunt, she was able to set her shuttle down. Then, she returned by foot to the place that Greer's ship had set down. As she approached, she saw Greer and company walking toward an air taxi. Once they had all gotten in, Tarila walked across to it.
The pilot of the air taxi yelled at her to step back and she obeyed, but what none of the occupants of the taxi knew was that she had placed a tracker on it. She went back to where she had landed the shuttle and followed the air taxi.
When she saw where it stopped, she turned and went back to her ship, where Nom was waiting.
"Your turn," she told him and handed him a slip of paper. It had the address of the place that the air taxi stopped on it. Nom took a different shuttle and went to the surface. He was going to have fun with this.
03-20-2004, 07:01 PM
*Greer looked around the small room. Perez was setting up his equipment, and the rest of his team was walking around. He looked outside the window, it gave him a clear view of NRI HQ.*
Greer: Perez, keep an eye out. Let me know if they've added any new security measures.
03-21-2004, 05:07 AM
Zey: I was a member of a team of spies, investigating tatooine. my team was all caught and killed, except for myself, they don't know about me, and I found out that my employer was killed. I was thinking it over in the local cantina when I met Kioet.
*Deac's ship jumps to hyperspace*
03-23-2004, 04:44 AM
*Rwos' ship quickly follows Deac's, disappearing in a blue flash*
Aren: A team of spies, huh? What exactly were you spying on?
*Deac arrives from hyperspace at the Avatar World*
Deac: Hmmm. Lokpihet's SSD's on the other side...means I can land before his scanners pick me up...
*Deac begins his descent, unsure of what awaits below...*
03-24-2004, 01:21 AM
((Hehe, Avatar World. Sounds like a theme park))
03-24-2004, 11:01 PM
*Rwos enters the atmosphere and comms Deac*
Rwos: What now? Do you have any idea where we ought to go?
*Through a fog, Rwos can see decaying buildings*
[Come to AVATAR WORLD! SEE the actual swords wielded by their bearers! HEAR accounts of actually being possessed by a godly/demonic avatar! TASTE fine orcish cuisine, as vouched for by one of the Darkstar's Generals! TOUCH an actual fake soul crystal [The managment acceps no responsibilty should your spirit become trapped within]! :D ]
*Deac aims his blasters at an airstrip with two imperial shuttles and fires.*
Deac: Rwos. Look for the smoke signal and land there...
03-26-2004, 01:58 PM
Sorry guys, guys have been busy, will post tomorrow.
03-27-2004, 12:02 AM
*Rwos lands his ship on the landing strip near the smoking shuttles and exits it.*
Rwos: Deac? Are you there?
*Deac exits his own ship*
Deac: Here I am
*Shakes Rwos hand*
Deac: Good to see you again. Now let's go get Lokpihet. From what I remember the entrance is over this way...
*Deac gestures to a large structure in a cliff face*
The Avatar Facility
03-27-2004, 07:50 PM
Rwos: *Putting his hand on his lightsword* Deja vu. Sure Lokpihet is here? I don't see anyone coming out to...greet us...
03-27-2004, 10:06 PM
*F. Irvine sat at a security station. Half of the monitors flickered on. Portions of the consoles were in operative, but still enough to do something.
He noted that Deac and Rwos were about to make their enterence into the building.
With his knowledge of Imperial tech, he managed to hotwire some of the controls back online.
Sitting behind the emergancy controls he looks at the array of switches.*
F Irvine *speaking to himself* "What do we have here, turret guns,..." *flips the switch, and half the lights on the main control panel flickered on.* "Hmm, oh sad, most of them are already destoryed. Ah, whats next... Here's one, battle droids." *he hits the switch and half the lights for them flicker on.* "I just hope that they have some improvements."
*F. Irvine turns on his comms*
F. Irvine "Lokpihet, if you may, send me a few squadrons of stormtroopers to sectors 15 through 20, and have them rondevious with the 'security' that I've activated,... to delay our 'guests'. It seems that most of the security has been distoryed but a good supply of Imperial battle droids are still operational, they should be programmed to 'cooperate' with stormtroopers."
"That is if the previous resident hasn't allowed so himself."
*Deac ignites his sabers as the thumping of battle droid feet move toward him*
*Lokpihet exits another tank, having had a power up for his bio-circuitry*
Lokpihet: Fine. Destroy them both. Try to keep the non-human in one piece, we could learn a lot from his cadaver...
*Malice takes her saber and leaves*
Lokpihet: Malice, where are you going?
Malice: I'm going to kill Starkiller. You weren't man enough to and I'm not going to let you make that mistake again.
03-29-2004, 07:09 AM
Rwos: I had to say it, didn't I...
*Rwos ignites his lightsword and stands ready*
*A squad of battledroids rushes Deac and Rwos. Deac leaps into the air and slices one in half. He then lands and keeps deflecting their bolts*
03-29-2004, 06:48 PM
*F Irvine watches on a few monitors, knowingly that he only sent out the droids with out the personal shielding. He was keeping those for more of the interoir fighting.*
03-31-2004, 07:58 AM
*Rwos slices up the battle droids, avoiding and blocking their blaster shots*
Rwos: Deac! Can you sense Lokpihet or your sister anywhere around here?
03-31-2004, 05:53 PM
Nom walked into the building where Greer was staying and looked around. He acted as if he was looking for a specific room, but what he was really doing was checking the security in the area.
Glancing up, Nom's eye caught the sight of a large air vent in the ceiling.
"Tarila's small enough," he muttered. "I'm not."
Glancing around, he removed a small device from his pocket and tossed it into the vent. Then, he took out a small controller and directed the mini camera around inside the ventillation system.
"Perfect!" he whispered to himself. The ventillation system had a large opening in Greer's room. Retrieving the camera, he went back to his shuttle and flew back to the ship to join Tarila.
Deac: No! Nothing! Not...normal. Lokpihet must've been here!
03-31-2004, 09:50 PM
*Perez finished setting up his equipment. Almost immediately, he detected the camera's signal.*
Perez: Hey Greer, take a look at this.
*Greer walked over, and Perez spoke in a low tone to not be heard by the camera*
Perez: There's a camera signal here. Should we block it?
Greer: No. If it's someone else's we'll appear to suspicious. Keep it monitored though.
*Deac forces pushes the rest of the droids down and makes for the door. It opens, and Malice, flanked by the advanced battle droids, exits*
Malice: Syrnl gone wrong? Well now I'm going to do something he couldn't
04-02-2004, 08:49 PM
04-02-2004, 09:04 PM
((Okay, again sorry guys. I've been crushed under the weight of coursework. However it's all done now so I'm back. Just assume my characers have been tagging along until now.))
*Hal sees Malice.*
Hal: Hay, Sith spawn, you'll have to get through me first.
*Hal withdraws his sabre from his jacket and activates it, then almost as if as an aside he carelessly withdras a second sabre and activates it. The two sabres snap together and Hal sumersults over Deac. Landing between him and Malice.*
Hal: Deac, get inside. I'll deal with these.
Dasken: Greer, do you want to hook up with the local resistance, we might need the firepower.
04-02-2004, 09:36 PM
Greer: Yes, you're right. How can we contact them?
04-03-2004, 12:47 AM
((BD, i'm attempting to move forward with 'Forgotten', so if you're willing to hop on that one ^_^))
*Battle droids roll in from behind Malice and deploy themselves infront of Malice, with their modified sheild generators, creating a semi bubble infront and around the droids.
it wasn't even thrity seconds later that a squad of nearly thirty stormtroopers sorrounded Malice and pointed their rifles at the three invaders.*
F Irvine *through the force, and sent directly to Malice* "The droids and Stormtroopers are of course no match for them, but allow them to make a mistake before you strike..."
04-03-2004, 02:54 AM
Zey: We were spying on...someone. I never got the name.
*Malice force pushes Hal back and sets the droids on him*
Malice: I'm here for Starkiller.
*She lunges, and Deac parrys with one saber, countering with the other as the two move rapidly in their duel*
04-04-2004, 07:48 PM
*Hal breaks the sabres apart again.*
Hal: Alright, come get me.
*Two of the droids move foward, Hal jumps between them, as they turn he force flips away. The two droids chew each other up in a crossfire.*
*Deac hits Malice square in the jaw and she flies back*
Deac: I don't know what or how you were made, but I won't let you come between me and my daughter.
04-05-2004, 09:25 PM
*Rwos brings down some of the shielded droids with thrown explosives, and cuts apart others with his lightsword*
Aren: Really. *to Kioet* I'm sorry, but we don't have a contract ready for your friend. Perhaps we can negotiate one in the future...or we could draw up a limited one now...what kind of help were you intending to provide?
Malice: Ghhh...He's waiting, Starkiller,...he's got you this time...both of you....
Deac: We have more to do...
*Enters the facility*
04-06-2004, 07:26 PM
Nom and Tarila went back to the building together and Nom led Tarila to the opening in the ventillation system. Tarila was pleased with the work that her brother had done. If Greer had not found the camera signal, he was less intelligent than they thought. If he had found it, but did not know that it was fake, he was intelligent, but they knew more.
The signal made by the camera Nom had used had been traced, but the signal that stayed was not real. The real camera had dropped a small device that sent a camera signal to whatever might be scanning the area. Tarila wanted Greer to know that something might happen.
Tarila did not weigh much, so Nom had little difficulty boosting her up into the ventillation system. From there, she crawled silently until she could see into Greer's room. Here she would wait until she spotted a good time to get Greer.
04-06-2004, 09:00 PM
Dasken: We go to a tailor, ask for a suit, we wait for the contact. Same way you used to work Imperial Centre, remember?
04-06-2004, 11:02 PM
Greer: Good. Let's go.
*Greer walked to the door, opened it, and walked out, knowing Dasken was following*
04-07-2004, 08:11 AM
*Rwos follows Deac*
Rwos: Deac, there was something about that woman...she felt...familiar...
Deac: Darkstar Mind, Syrnl's body, woman's organs. Draw your own conclusions
*Deac hacks the door open and enters an elevator, heading down to the lowest level*
Deac: Boy, did they fix this place up.
*Lokpihet speaks to a figure cloaked in black*
Lokpihet: Kill him while I peform the uplink.
???: As you command, My Lord
04-07-2004, 10:39 PM
Rwos: That's what it was...They're cloning again, then? Experimenting, too, most likely, if they made this Syrnl female...this isn't good at all.
Deac: Rwos, this time I'm gonna finish the job. Before, we only bombed the surface so as not to hit the antimatter reactors this place has got. This time I'm going to overload them and send this place back to hell.
*The door opens. Before them are several soldiers, armed to the teeth*
04-08-2004, 07:45 PM
Tarila overheard that Greer was leaving the room and relaxed a bit. I've got a bit of time she thought and dropped onto her stomach. As she did so, she winced, for her movement had caused a small noise, no doubt heard by some in the room below.
Sure enough, a faint noise had come to Greer's ears. It was small enough that it didn't seem like much, but loud enough to arouse a little suspicion. Tarila couldn't believe her carelessness.
04-08-2004, 07:48 PM
*Greer decided not to do anything about it, but O'Conell heard it and judged that it was too near to ignore. He picked up a wrench, which he had taken from the ship, and approached the vents.*
04-08-2004, 11:31 PM
Rwos: If you want to follow through on that...
*He charges the soldiers, knocking the ones in the front over*
Rwos: ...you might want to find out what's happening here first...
04-09-2004, 01:14 AM
Tarila sighed as the noise below took on a more normal level, but tensed instantly when O'Conell started opening the vent. She knew that she would not be able to back out of the vent fast enough, so she prepared to lunge. It was the only way, but she knew it was a dangerous move. She could be caught.
04-09-2004, 02:36 AM
*O'Conell was smart and wasn't below the vent when it was opened. He went under the vent, from the side where Tarila was hiding, before opening it completely, he nodded at Perez and Caruso, they all tensed, grabbed whatever they could use as a weapon, and O'Conell opened the vent.*
Deac: This time it doesn't matter. I'm getting Elella and then I'm blowing this place up.
*Deac halves two soldiers. He moves to the next door*
Deac: Odd. I've not been on this level before....
*Deac opens the door. Before him sits a figure cloaked in black, a lightsaber at her belt*
04-09-2004, 04:47 PM
*F Irvine already left the monitoring station, after hearing Deac's plan. He goes back down to the storage where he though he saw somethign else there useful...*
F Irvine *Over comm to Lokpihet* "Deac, Rwos and Hal plan on using the antimatter reactors to destory the facility. What evver you are doing fails, I'll be waiting for him there, and I will kill them."
*F Irvine finds what he's looking for, a sort of crybernetic attachment, he takes it and goes to the same chamber where Lokpihet had goen to.*
04-09-2004, 05:22 PM
Tarila rushed forward, but when she was halfway out of the vent, she realized that she would not come into physical contact with anyone. With a hiss of frustration, she dropped to the ground and landed in a roll. Then, she took off after Greer, who was headed for the door.
04-09-2004, 05:34 PM
*Caruso swung the long pole he was holding, aiming at Tarila's legs so he wouldn't seriously injure her. O'Conell chased after Tarila witht he wrench*
04-09-2004, 05:57 PM
Tarila jumped over the pole, but was unable to avoid the wrench. It hit her shoulder and sent her spinning as she dropped to the ground. She reached for one of her knives, but found that they had fallen out of their sheaths when she dropped out of the vent. She rolled away, wincing as she rolled over her shoulder and reached out to grab at the pole.
Caruso was surprised by her move and started swinging the pole around. Since Tarila was fairly light, Caruso was able to lift the pole off the ground and smash her into a wall. With a moan, she dropped to the floor, in too much pain to do anything else.
04-09-2004, 06:48 PM
*Perez moved quickly and picked up the knives, Caruso and O'Conell lifted Tarila and put her on a table, they searched her for any other weapons and bound her hands and feet.*
04-09-2004, 07:05 PM
Caruso and O'Conell were surprised to find nothing but meelee weapons on Tarila. Aside from the knives, she had two long swords and two cases of smaller throwing knives. As they searched, Tarila tried to resist, but she was in too much pain to do much of anything.
04-10-2004, 06:58 AM
Rwos: Deac, things are never that...
*He catches up at the doorway and sees the black-robed figure*
04-10-2004, 02:33 PM
*O'Conelll and Caruso took the weapons away, and recognized her.*
Caruso: But where's her...
*they quickly ran to the window, and pressed a button on the panel next to it, a large metal sheet came in place over it. there were 5 inches of durasteel, 2 inches of an energy shield and 5 more inches of durasteel, adding up to a foot*
Deac: So. Another lackey come to stop me? Forget it. I'm killing everyone who stands in my way
*The figure drops her hood.*
Elella: How about your own daughter?
[DUM DUM DUUUUUUUM!]
04-10-2004, 04:23 PM
((*repeats Deac's DUM DUM DUUUUUUUUUUUM))
04-11-2004, 07:21 AM
Rwos: You're Ellela? Wait...
*He narrows his eyes at her* Lokpihet's been dabbling in cloning again...how do we know you're not another of those clones?
Elella: Master Lokpihet didn't do the dabbling. Cyber Eyes did. Cousin Lokpihet's been brought back against his will.
Deac: Why are you with that megalomaniac?
Elella: Lokpihet's the only member of the family who looked out for me since mother died.
Deac: Here I am come half way across the galaxy to save you after my nephew cut off my hands and destroyed out homeworld and killed our family! Again!
Elella: Where we you all my life? Where were you when I was growing up alone? Where?
*Deac clicks his head and reveals his circuitry*
Deac: Let me tell you where. After your damned mother ran off and left me, then turned me in to a wacko project that was done ten feet below us, I went around fighting for what I believe in.
Elella: And so? It comes to this. You were never a father to me. Expect no mercy
*Elella lunges at Deac*
04-11-2004, 05:02 PM
*F Irvine walks out despite Elella and Deac. He dones a full grey cloak, he walks towards Malice's body.
He looks at Rwos and Hal, his appearence more corupt since the last time they both looked at him.
He squints his eyes and force pushs them backwards before the two can do anything to him.
When he gets to the body, he picks her up and sets her on his shoulder, then walks back inside.*
04-12-2004, 01:22 AM
((Wait...if Ellela's evil in THIS timeline...))
*Rwos uses a telekinetic burst to knock Ellela off balance before she can reach Deac. Then a push from Fused Irvine knocks him to the ground. Rwos throws an axe-bladed explosive at the retreating figure, but it hits the closing door instead, fusing it shut*
*Deac force pulls Elella's lightsaber away from her and destroys it with his own*
Deac: I've never abandoned any of my family that went to the darkside. Did Lokpihet ever tell you about his father? Or his little brother who he murdered? Did your mother ever even tell you why she left me? She went to the empire. Like you. And I don't even need to be a jedi to know why you're working for Lokpihet. I know how much pain you must have felt, and the anger, and the hate.
I'm going to stop him once and for all. If you want to have a father, be sure you're at the hangar once the reactor core begins to go critical.
*Deac strides away and toward the next room. Elella sits, sobbing*
04-13-2004, 02:21 AM
Tarila's eyes opened when she heard the noise of the extra precautions being taken at the window. She coughed out a ragged laugh, then moaned in pain.
"So you understand," she said. "Let me... tell you something. My brother... won't be able to... get through that... but what about... the walls? If you... think that he... will give up, you're... sorely mistaken. Then, you'll be the ones... who are hurting!"
Her breathing was labored, but she could tell that, unless these guys did anything else to her, she would live.
04-13-2004, 02:57 AM
*Caruso took out the comm and called Greer*
Caruso: Greer, the noise we heard just before you left was Tarila Vilnov crawling in the vents. Her borther's nearby, keep on the lookout.
Greer: Damn. Try to find out who she's working for, it's probably the goverment, but we need to know. We're going to get some weapons. Don't get killed. *he switched off the comlink and turned to Dasken* The Vilnovs are onto us. They've caputred Tarila, but Nom must be nearby.
*Caruso stood over Tarila, he looked at her wounds briefly then began speaking. Behind him the others were taking precautions ot armor the room for an attack.*
Caruso: You're going to survive this. Now, the only condition is, we need some information. You can tell us and we'll try to treat your wounds. Maybe you wouldn't mind dying, but I'm sure your brother would.
04-13-2004, 03:02 AM
Tarila was silent for a moment. "What do you need to know?"
Suddenly, a small comlink on Tarila's belt crackled to life.
"You've had enough time, sis," Nom's voice whispered. "What's taking so long?"
Tarila looked at Caruso, as if asking permission to speak to her brother.
04-13-2004, 03:07 AM
Caruso: Talk to him. Don't make him attack.
04-13-2004, 06:08 AM
Rwos: *Rushing after* Deac, wait! You don't know what else is in here...or who else! This is a mistake...
[Ok guys, I won't be able to post for a few days, so....]
*Deac runs in, and Elella gets up and runs in after him. The door seals shut behind them*
*Lokpihet stands in a small elevator and moves upward, a massive computer core behind him. He exits the elevator and enters a man-sized alcove in the computer core. Several wires attach themselves to his new cybernetic implants*
Lokpihet: That's it Elella...distract him. Distract him whilst I become the god in the machine...
04-13-2004, 09:58 PM
"I've been caught," Tarila told Nom. A guttural noise came from the comlink.
"Don't you dare," Tarila said. "All they want is information." Here, she switched into what sounded like a mix between Basic and Huttese. Nom answered in the same language.
"Gentlemen," Tarila said. "My brother and I are in this for the money. If you can buy us over, we're all yours, information and services."
04-13-2004, 10:48 PM
*Caruso went out of earshot and called Greer once again*
Caruso: Greer, it seems we can pay them off. What can we spend?
Greer: Hold on a moment.
*he turned to Dasken.*
Greer: It looks like we can pay them. What's our spending limit?
04-15-2004, 08:07 PM
((Ahh, I have a life, it keeps dragging me away from the important things!))
Dasken: We have a hundred thousand credits straight off, I can get more if we need it.
*Hal looks at Ivrine.*
Hal: You! You killed my mother!
*Activates both sabres.*
04-15-2004, 08:40 PM
((Irvine's inside w/ the door which he re-entered got fused shut via Rwos' weapon))
04-15-2004, 10:32 PM
*Greer relayed the spending limit to Caruso. He turned to Tarila*
Caruso: We offer you 50,000 credits.
04-16-2004, 04:58 AM
"Double that and we'll not bother Greer again," Tarila said coolly. "Bring it up to 300,000 credits and we'll not harm the other two we've been asked to capture. Also, for a little more, we'll do whatever you want us to do."
Sometimes she amused herself at how easy it was to talk about large sums of money. She waited for an answer.
04-16-2004, 04:39 PM
Caruso: We'll double it now, pay you more later.
04-16-2004, 07:03 PM
Dasken: Did she say she had other targets?
04-16-2004, 07:10 PM
*O'Conell held the comlink while Caruso negotiated*
O'Conell: Yeah. Want me to ask her who they are?
04-16-2004, 07:13 PM
"We have a deal," Tarila said after relaying the information to Nom. "So, tell me. What do you want to know?"
04-16-2004, 07:14 PM
Caruso: Who are the other targets?
[Well, I'm back...]
*Deac looks around the room. A massive computer core stands before him, with gantries and work stations all around. A man sized alcove is at the very top of the structure. In it stands...*
Lokpihet: Welcome, Starkiller. I see you have your hands back. No matter, as I'm about to become a virtual god. This *he gestures at the core behind him* is the central uplink node for all the comm traffic in the outer rim, and it's linked to all the other central nodes. Every one of the emperor's whims, and so much more went through here.
True power is the control over information, Deac. Now witness my true rebirth!
*Lokpihet enters the chamber. Energy flashes all around him and his eyes close. Deac and Elella watch in horror. The machine goes silent and Lokpihet steps out. His eyes open, and flash in a blinding light*
Deimos: Uplink complete. Deimos program online.
04-17-2004, 06:00 PM
"Money first," Tarila said, gritting her teeth against the pain she was feeling.
04-17-2004, 10:18 PM
*O'Conell looked through the suitcases they had carried there. Finally he found the 100,000 credits. He piled them up, counted them and showed them to Tarila, leaving them on the table next to her hand.*
O'Conell: You got 100,000 there. Now tell us who the others are.
04-17-2004, 10:59 PM
*Rwos breaks through the door, and stops short at the sight in front of him*
Deac: So, what? You're something even more stupid now?
Deimos: WE are the new beginning of a new being. And we will destroy all that stands before us. That means YOU
*Deimos leaps down and opens the shoulder guns whilst activating two lightsabers*
04-18-2004, 08:28 PM
*F Irvine meets up with a few Stormtroopers.*
F. Irvine "Take her back to the ship, get her revived or I'll have your heads as hood ordiments for my SSD."
04-18-2004, 08:37 PM
*Hal rushes in after Rwos.*
Hal: Wow Deac, your daughter a looker! *Smacks hand to head.*
I'm sorry, I need to stay focused.
04-18-2004, 11:08 PM
Tarila glanced down, wincing as she did so. Then she looked back at O'Conell.
"Our other targets are Deac Starkiller and Taklin Flax," she said. "Oh, by the way, Nom is coming to get me now. We've made our promises not to harm you, so you don't have to worry. He is just going to pick me up and take me to our ship. We'll contact you later."
On cue, there was a nock at the door. Nom entered and picked up his sister. With a low growl in the direction of Caruso and O'Conell, he carried her out of the room.
"We'll be back when I'm feeling better," Tarila said as Nom carried her out.
"It won't be long," Nom said, a snarl of anger in his voice. The door closed behind them and Nom carried her to the shuttle.
"Nom," Tarila said softly. "You're going to have to learn to be nicer to them. After all, we're working for them now."
"Right," he answered. "But they're the ones who did this to you. Don't expect me to forget that."
"Don't you dare do a thing to them," she growled. He grinned, realizing that his sister knew him all too well. He piloted the shuttle back to their ship in orbit of Coruscant.
04-19-2004, 12:05 AM
*An Imperial diplomatic convoy exits hyperspace. The convoy seems rather typical, aside one difference, the pair of ISD's and a Imperial-2 SD.
Showing that whom ever was being transported to Coruscant, was extremely important, but not the emperoir himself.*
Comms "Republic, and Republican Separatist fleets. This is a diplomatic convoy sent by the Emperoir. Opening fire will not only break the treaty between the Empire and the Republic, but an act of war. Awaiting acknowledgement."
04-19-2004, 02:55 AM
*Caruso called Greer with the news*
Caruso: Greer, the other two targets are Deac and Flax. We're going to need the 300,000 credits in order to take the price off their heads.
*Deac and Deimos begin to duel. Elella holds her lightsaber, looking to the two of them ,wondering who to help. Deac is not doing so well. Deimos is holding back with lightsabers alone, and the guns aren't helping Deac's odds*
Deimos: I'm your upgrade! The better version! Thank Tafon Norl for this!
*An eerie voice appears from the computer core*
Norl: You're quite welcome, Lokpihet. Or is it Deimos now? I did like the name, it's why I chose it for your programming.
*Deimos and Deac don't stop fighting, but their heads DO turn*
Deimos: You're just a ghost. A ghost in a machine. And I am the God in the machine.
Norl: We'll see. We'll see....
*Norl vanishes again*
04-19-2004, 08:55 PM
*Rwos looks for an opening in the battle. He can't see a way to help Deac without hindering him in the fight, and Deimos/Lokpihet leaves no openings.
Then their heads turn to watch Norl, and Rwos lunges with his lightsword towards Deimos' side, intending to incapacitate him*
04-19-2004, 09:11 PM
*Dasken Frowns.* I think we should see that tailor now, we're going to have to launder the money.
*Hal looks at Elella.* You can help your father or you can help kill him. We came halfway across the galaxy to find you, there's a war we should be fighting, you know!
Coruscant Command: Imperial Convoy, transmit diplamatic authentication codes and state your intentions.
04-22-2004, 06:11 AM
Communications Officer "Transmitting..."
*Transmits proper authenticity*
Comms Officer *speaking almost whilist reading from set of directions* "I do not hold the clearence to withdraw such, But I am order to transfer communications directly to the Commanding officer. Hold please, transfering."
*slight static for a second*
*Deaper voice over comm* "My intentions are sent by the emperoir himself to act as a third party in ending the conflict. I am sure that this is in the best interests for both sides, for the Emperoir didn't deside to take the initiitive and finish the job while a weakness presented itself."
"I call for a meeting with at least three commanders on each side, one consisting of Taklin Flax. I also am in need to deal with some personal business with him as well..."
Elella: Norl! *Elella remembers walking in on her mother and Norl*. That scum...that ********!
*Elella activates her saber and begins hacking at the computer nodes. Deimos, shocked at Elella's destruction of his systems, panics, and does not see Rwos' attack until it is too late. He goes down*
Deimos: Do it! Give in to the dark side! I am not afraid of the void. I will live forever now. I've backed myself up on Obra-Skai! Have fun looking for me in there!
04-22-2004, 10:31 PM
Coruscant Command: I.......uh, see, Sir. Stand By.
*Click. wait two minutes.*
????: This is Tar Redris, Presidant of the Republic. Under no circumstances will we negotiate with the Rebels!
We can't kill him in cold blood. What are we going to do with the space slug?
04-22-2004, 10:57 PM
?? "Neither would the Emperoir would like to renegotiate new terms for a treaty, if your goverment is overthrown. That by in term using the word 'if' as a possiblilty and not an inevitability."
((That Hal speaking in your second part BD?))
Deac: I'm still a jedi, Lokpihet. I can see you're lying. But, you want to upload yourself.
*Deac looks to an untouched cable. Lokpihet looks to it also*
Deimos: That's...an...air duct, Starkiller. No..point looking there!
*Deac hurls his saber at it, servering it. Deimos screams, shudders, then stops.*
Lokpihet: Nooo! You...
*Deac now has hold of both of his sabers. Norl reappears on screen*
Norl: That's a blow. Guess I'm trapped here now as well. No matter. I'll be back. There is another way out of here besides your skull, Lokpihet.
*Norl vanishes. The computer core ceases to glow*
*Deac brings both of his sabers down on Lokpihet. Half way through slicing his wayward nephew in two, hi hits a power core and Lokpihet is vapourised. Deac is thrown backward.*
04-23-2004, 01:49 AM
*F. Irvine waits near the Anti-matter core chamber.*
F. Irvine *sensing Lokpihet's presence suddenly dissappear* "Looks like I have command of a nice large fleet now..." *smiles, as he just had a better idea.*
*F. Irvine sets the Anti Matter chamber to self destruct under a silent countdown, giving him just enough time to leave for orbit.
and setting an interesting trap for Deac, but remotely ordering the remaining droids to wield several blast doors shut, exept his way out...*
F. Irvine *into Comm* "I want my shuttle waiting for me at the western enterence in 5 mintues."
*Deac gets up*
Deac: I'm gonna set the self destruct. Rwos, Hal, get to the ship. I'll be a minute. Elella, if you want to have a father, go with them. If not....at least I got to meet you.
*Deac moves toward the console. Elella looks to Rwos and Hal*
04-23-2004, 08:55 PM
((Red: *snickers* I know I'm asking for it, but I can't help myself. http://www.naoneo.com/bbs/images/sense/smilies/grin2.gif))
*F. Irvine walks past a few droids wielding a blast door or two here and there on the way out.
He thinks to himself how nice is it for something to go right for him.*
F. Irvine *turns back on the nice comm* "Commander, once I am back on the ship, it would be nice to get as far away as possible from this nice place."
Comm: "Yes sir, and what of Lord Lokpehit? Would we be expecting his nice return as well?"
F. Irvine "Lokpheit will not be rejoining us for the time being. I'm assuming control of the fleet as of now."
Comm "Yes my lord, we nicely await for your return."
04-25-2004, 02:18 AM
((Scar? Die. :p))
Rwos: Wait, Deac, shouldn't you call a cleaup crew...a team from the NR, or something, in here to investigate before doing anything rash? ...Come to think of it, that's what we should've done in the first place...
*Deac looks up from the console*
Deac: I can't. Some one else already set the self destruct. We've got three minutes to get back to the surface! We'll never make it....unless...
*Deac looks at the uplink chamber. It is still active, humming quietly*
Deac: I might be able to shut it down. Start running. I'll meet you on the surface in FIVE mintues, or I'll be dead.
04-25-2004, 09:07 PM
*F Irvine reaches the western exit, his shuttle awaiting for him, with several stormtroopers keeping watch. F Irvine takes no time but to enter the shuttle. The stormtroopers follow while the ramp closes.
The shuttle breaks for orbit where the fleet awaits.*
04-25-2004, 11:37 PM
Tar Redris: We will not negotiate with Rebels.
Hal: Okay, lets get out of here, *tosses Deac a salute and runs for the exit.* Good luck.
04-25-2004, 11:56 PM
??? "You won't or not willing to. I know you of all people would want peace with its people, I'm more then confiedent that its in your manadate is anything. Regaurdless on that point, what I said before, if your government gets overthrown or may be near to it, the empiroir might break the treaty and finish the job with little Imperial losses. I know you don't want that, I can't speak for the Emperior. but I can say that my money is on your Rebels..."
04-26-2004, 01:03 AM
((You don't know much about politics do you Scar?))
*The tournament had just ended, and Odin sat in his private study reflecting on the events. His favorite revalation was the new fighters, he would have to take one out sometime soon. The gift his daughters had given him also greatly pleased him.
There was a soft knock on his door*
Odin: Come in
*The wooden, door opens and enters Svafa and Vidar*
04-26-2004, 01:13 AM
((Actually i kinda suck at the whole part of 'I want you to do what i want you to do or else'
but i cant put in the 'or else' cus thats extremely not happening (ie Cracken wouldnt let em start a war with the republic breaking the treaty)))
04-26-2004, 01:24 AM
Zey: we weren't really spying, it was more of a reconaissance thing.
Kioet: So, what's my mission?
04-26-2004, 02:02 AM
Rwos: I can use my teleporter...
Aren: *handing Kioet a datapad* Here you are. Coordinates to Argonia, a recent Trandoshan-dominant settlement. We have connections there. I thought it would be appropriate. Visit the facilities listed here for your training.
*Where we can continue to conveniently observe and monitor you for the time being, she added silently*
Deac: They'll be time for that. Go!
*Elella runs off Deac takes the elevator to the uplink chamber*
They'll never make it out in time. Only three minutes left now. I have to uplink my head to this thing myself. I hope I don't turn out like Lokpihet...
*Deac enters the uplink chamber. Several connector plugs attach to various ports on his body*
Deac: Shut down self-destruct. Restart counter. Ten minutes. Then sever all connections from compuer core.
Computer: Done. 1 file to download.
Phobos: Always have a contingency, Starkiller. Always have a contingency. I said I would live again. Now I'm going to!
04-26-2004, 08:47 PM
Greer: I guess so. Let's hurry.
*The comlink Adrian gave Tarila and Nom beeped*
04-27-2004, 06:45 PM
Tar Redris: This is Intollerable.
*click, pause, click.*
Corus. Defence Command: Sir, I am instructed to order you to leave Republic Space at once, your continued presence will be considered an act of War.
*Dasken and Greer walk along a street in a respecable, above ground, precint of the Planet-City.*
*Dasken is working his data pad.* Do you think we'll need any other supplies, besides the cash. The boss said we could have whatever we needed to close the deal. *Slow wink.*
*On Agamar the winter has passed and greenery has once again come to the land. Flax is walking through the castle gardens with his daughter.*
Mirra: Father, why didn't you go with Lord Stakiller.
Flax: *Chuckle* I'm needed here, much of our leadership has been executed and the Presedant is still in custody.
04-27-2004, 08:40 PM
*On the Command Deck of the Imperial flag ship above Coruscant, Irvine sits in the Captian's chair.*
Irvine *Over the Comm* "Very well, I'd be happy to, in regaurds of the Treaty that my father desided to impose upon you..." *kills the transmission.*
*Irvine sits there for a moment thinking,.. This was a bad idea, going and doing this on my own. I know father wouldn't want this war, wouldn't he? I have to go and try, its my duty as a Jed... No, I'm not, I technically gave that up.. Didn't I? I did have friends and lots of people who looked up to me, but this is my father, I still want to know him, and not about some file. Well, from what it seems that father wouldn't want a conflict to end in a result a possible break in the treaty. What to do....*
*Irvine looks up.*
Captian "Oh, sorry sir. But we're instructed to leave."
Irvine *standing up* "Yes, let's leave. But as soon as we leave Coruscant space, and get a fairly good distence from partols, I'll part from the fleet on a shuttle, back to Coruscant."
Captain "But, sir?"
Irvine "Captain, we still have have few of those feighters that we've trackored in that was smuggling crontraband, correct?"
Captian "Well yes, but."
Irvine "Questioning my orders? The republic stated for this Imperal fleet's presence, not my individual one. But who's to say that I'll give away such infomation?"
Captian "No one sir, forgive me sir!"
Irvine *glaring at the Captain.* "Don't let it happen agian. Rendevous with me in a week at the Ulna Shardes sector. You have your orders.."
Communications "Coruscant Defence Security, Imperial convoy is departing. ETA 15 minutes till hyperjump. Awaiting acknowledgement."
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