View Full Version : Another new hope.
04-15-2002, 12:12 PM
Im opening this RPG. If you want to join in, come on in. but im posting here every time i feel like it. :D
so far i have only one rule: You are not invincable. so you CAN die.
04-15-2002, 12:22 PM
*Corzip was flying threw hyperspace. He was counting the amount of money he had left. he had very very little left. he needed a job to get up to credits again. and his old Z-95 was in terrible shape.
He connected an old friend of his. Garik Loran. He asked if he had some jobs for him, or who knew people who had a job for him.
He told him that Jabba the Hutt was looking for some people to go bounty hunting for him. Corzip thanked his friend and considered it. He decided to do it and setted his course toward Tattooine.*
04-16-2002, 07:23 AM
*When Corzip came out of hypersapce there were a lot of ships waiting. Corzip got in line but it didnt take long for him to get down there. Once he landed at Mos Espa Space port and paid his last money to get some supplies and the hangar itself he went into town. Corzip blended into the public*
04-16-2002, 11:06 AM
*Corzip walked threw the croud. it was a long walk from the space port to one one of the building of Jabba the Hutt. He went up to the doorstep and knocked on the door. The street where the building was, was very busy. some people looked up when he went to Jabba's building but soon walked on. A Gamorean opened the door. he grunted to Coprzip.*
I've come here for a bounty hunting job for Jabba the Hutt.
*The Gamorean grunted again and let him in. once inside, Corzip saw a lot of people here. All of them with blasters and all. Corzip rested his hands on his blaster and saber. they were all in a big chamber with chairs and coutches. a lot of the men and woman here were standing. Corzip seeted himself. 15 minutes later a big holo projecter came out of the floor and it activated. Jabba the Hutt apeared on the screen. At the way he was lying, Corzip guest he was at his Palace in the Judland wastes. He startes talking in his great rolling heavy voice. a droid in the room there translated it to standart.*
His exsulted one welcomes you all. in total 40 bountyhunters.
There has been a tradegy within the company of the high one. A group of 120 people started they're own little pirat group. They were working for the honered one himself. They stole several ships and many suplies from Jabba. They spread they're group over the galaxy and started to raid more storage facilaties of his powerfull one. This has been going on for over 2 and half months now and the mighty Jabba wants it to stop right now. You all will get information on theyre profiles and last known locations. and you will all recieve a sum of 10000 credits in advance. you will get and additional 40000 credits with each member you can give us. and 200 credits for all the supplies you can give back to Jabba.
Jabba wants all of them dead or alive. he hopes alive so he can sentence them to death, but if you have no choice, then you are authorized to terminate the targets.
The credits were transfered to your acount while i was speaking. Only some of you have no acount so please step forward after the meeting.
The data of the pirat group naming themselfs the coruscant slashers, will be transferred to your ship in 2 minutes.
This meeting is over.
*The hologram of jabba and the droid disapeared and the door opened. almost everybody left the room, only 5 of them remained. Corzip was in the room with 2 Bothans, 1 human and 1 wookie. The image of Jabba suddenly reapeard and a droid in the room came up to the hologram. Jabba talked to the droid and told him what to do.Just before Jabba went away he looked at Corzip and saw his sabers, then he was gone. The droid came up to them and gave them the 10.000 credits and some info just in case. then he took off and so did they all. Corzip was out again. on the streets.*
04-17-2002, 06:15 AM
*Corzip walked threw town. he went into some stores in town to look what they had to offer. Most of the bounty hunters had already left. he came to a big hangar that said there were ships for sale. he walked in. it was pretty busy. he walked around to see the ships. most of them were fighters and not in good shape at all. there were some great looking gighters here. a man came up to him and started to speak Hutts to him.*
Sorry my friend, but im not very good in foreign languages.
Sorry, i didnt know you were an outlander. see anything you like?
well i saw a real nice yellow fighter... i think it was noobian. I believe it was the N-1. i realy like it. is it in good shape?? and how much is it?
well it is an old ship but it is in flying order. its only 4000 credits, because it is an oldy. do you have an R2 unit? cause you are gonna need one.
No i dont.... but ill look around. do you buy space ships as well??
Yeah we do. wanna trade it??
Welll i do think my Z-95 is worth more that this N-1.
we will see. bring it to the back hangar and i will bring this fighter there too.
ok. ill look for an Astromech unit then.
*Corzip shook hands and left the Hangar.*
04-17-2002, 12:09 PM
*Corzip was on his way toward the main hangar when he saw a robotic shop. he went in and there was a wave bleeps and whirs. The shop keeper just came in from the back and pressed a button on the droid caller. all droids went quiet.*
How can i help you sir?
Im looking for an strodroid, but i see it is foolish to ask if you ahve any.
*The man laughed and took out some keypads and a datacard.*
Well, what sort do you want i have all kind of Astromech droids.
r2 series, r5 series, r4 series, you name it we got it.
well im about to purchase a N-1 Noobian starfighter and i need an Astromech for it. what kind would be good?
well R2 -units are good for it but R4-units are also very fit for that. Any color you want?
Ill take an R4 unit. and the color. euh. hmmmm. about orange Yellow or something.
Ah yes here we have such a unit. designation is: R4 E6. He is in tip top shape.
How much is he?
this one ill sell to you for 6000 credits.
Deal. can you please purge its memory for me and put all the star charts in it and this information files of me and my missions and contact person?
sure. want a droid caller and anything?
No thank you.
*The man went into the back with the droid and came back after 10 to 13 minutes.*
Here you go sir. do you have a name for him yet?
Ill have to think of it. here you go.
Thank you and have a nice day.
*Corzip walked out of the store witha brand new droid behind him.
Corzip was somehow proud of his lttle droid. his first one.
He stopped somewhere down the streets.*
Now listen up. I want you to go to the big starfighter for sale hangar and wait for me there. i have a comlink, contact me if anything goes wrong.
*The droid chirped a comply and went off. Corzip walked to the spaceport.*
04-18-2002, 06:55 AM
*Corzip started up his Z-95 and got clearance fro take off. he went out and just flew a couple of hundred meteres and setted her down in a hangar by the sales of ne fighters.
when he exit his fighter the store man was already waiting for him. and beside him was his new R2 unit.
The man looked at the Z-95 and walked around it.*
It looks battered. but as far as i can see it is only cosmetic things. the fighter looks it top shape. Been in a lot of fights with it?
No i havent... just one with 12 TIE fighters. i won.
You against 12 TIE fighters? than you must be realy good.
ill give you 7000 credits for this fighter. and the 4000 will be deducted so you will get 3000 credits. follow me please. did you get all your stuff out of the fighter?
Yeah i did.. the memory is erased adn you will have to put some new charts in it.
Well we gave you another fighter of the N-1. a better one, in better shape. here are your credits. and the datacards with the release notes. i cleared control and you can go whenever you want.
thank you sir. ill go right now. thanks for all your help.
*His R4 unit went to the back of the fighter and got set into the fighter. Corzip climbed aboard and set his navigation units to on. he made a salute to the man and took off.
He came into orbit and looked at the info. there was believed to be some of them at the Sluis Van space docks. he set his course for Sluis Van and took off into hyperspace.*
04-18-2002, 12:20 PM
*When in hyperspace he checked all the systems of the fighter... a lot of things were broken.. and a lot of things didnt work at all...
Maybe it was a good idea to get this thing fixed in Sluis Van.*
04-18-2002, 02:23 PM
How Daron hated Sluis Van.
People said he'd get used to the damn noise after a while, but he simply didn't.
At least he had gotten rid of the damn Tatooin-ian dirt.
And spying around the wharves was quite a lucrative job.
He'd never have thought it possible how many people wanted to know what happened around here.
Damn, was it late. Time to go to the bar to memt his next "customer"...
04-19-2002, 08:01 AM
*Corzip came out of hyperspace and contacted the shipyards. They replied and said he could land at docking bay 94.
Corzip headed over ther and landed softly. he emediatly started to seek for a repair crew. he found some people and they came back with to his fighter.*
This is my fighter. I just bought it, but a lot of stuff doesnt work. could you help me with this?
Sure ill look what is wrong with it and contact you what needs to be done. ill contact you in an hour ok?
*Corzip walked out with his droid and searched for the local bar.*
04-19-2002, 12:13 PM
Thiris emerges after beating another person who hasn't payed the CM, a group of Mercenaries who are quite well known in this side of the galaxy. His knuckles are bruised. The bartender looks at him.
"We really need to get you some decent customers!"
"Thats true, but you also need to start serving decent drinks."
Thiris laughs at his own joke and the bartender just smiles.
"Any more buisness, anything i should know about?"
"Nope, just that some hotshot has just pulled down in an old and battered N1"
"N1, you serious? Jeeze those things are expensive, probably because they are dated what, 60 -70 odd years back. Back the time of the old republic, and that war, what was it, between some droid army and the Naboo. Sheesh he must of dug deep to get one of them.
"Although they are old, they still probably arent outdated, they were one of the finest machines and still are, except for the exposed cockpit. But yeah this guy must be packing serious credits"
"Heh yeah, perhaps and ex Awing pilot such as myself could teach him a few tricks, although im sure hes probalby as good as they come... Hmm may have to introduce myself to him if he comes our way. Maybe since he is someone with serious credits, he needs someone to hook him up with some serious firepower."
"Anything for money aye."
Thiris finally takes a seat and starts sipping from a Corellian Ale.
04-19-2002, 12:52 PM
*He wandered into a bar when the droid alarm went off. The bartender turned his head toward Corzip and his R4-unit.*
Hey! we dont serve they're kind here
Its ok R4. You have the data on the people we look for. look around for these guys. ask some question. but be carefull. oh and please check on our fighter from time to time ok?
*The R4-unit complied with a whir and went off into the croud outside the bar.
Corzip entered the bar. he asked the bartender for a local ale.
He turned around on his stool and looked at the bar. It wasnt that crouded. it was during the day on the space shipyards. a lot of people were working. He saw a group of men laughing at someone's joke. and a couple sipping from a drink looking in love. also some characters that looked suspisious. they looked at Corzip with this face that said: 'i dont trust you'. Corzip looked over those people and kept a constant sweep of the force over them. He turned to the bar and the Bartender was looking at him and came up to him.*
You are a Jedi arent you?
Why do you think so?
I have a very very little feeling over the force. i sometimes can use it to know if someone is honest. but i usualy cant use it. but now that you are here. i felt it again.
Yes I am a Jedi. but im not here to cause trouble, much.
*Corzip smiled at the bartender and he smiled back. But not a confident smile. more one of distrust.*
Are you looking for someone?
For several people actualy. have you ever heard of the coruscant slashers?
Yeah i heard of the name.
Do you have any info on them? a mark? a place?
well some of them come here often. But i havent seen them for some days now. they're logo is the planet Coruscant being cut in half by a vibro blade.
Thanks. now i know what to look for. Can you help me? what is your name? Mine is Corzip Dinn. Jedi apprentice, and part time bounty hunter.
My name is Sam Cally. Sure i want to help you, but i dont want my bar to suffer under it and i dont want any trouble.
Sure. Can you get me some tecnicians clothes?
04-20-2002, 03:07 AM
The bartender walks back up to Thiris after talking to a customer who just tried to come in with a droid.
You better watch him.
Jedi apprentive and part time bounty hunter, his names Corzip
Thiris looks Corzip up and down, corzip although looking hte other way turns straight aw ay once Thiris starts checking him out.
hmmm i think you might be right. I bet hes the one with the N1 as well. I think ill have to introduce myself to him.
Just watch what you say.
Hey, it's me.
Thats what im afraid of.
Thiris zips up his jacket and walks down to Corzip, Corzip looks up at him.
Thiris extends his arm for a hand shake...
04-21-2002, 01:00 AM
::A man in the back stands up and approaches Corzip and Thiris::
You're the one, huh? Not much to look at.
::His voice is raspy and he has a suspicious look in his eyes. He is of an average height, roughly 5'10" with shoulder length curly hair that is a dark brown color. His clothes are all black and his boots are caked with dirt. The trim of his cloak is tattered. His face is pale, and while his eyes have a look of knowledge in them they have the bright flare of youth as well. They are an almost luminescent green. As Thiris glances at the man, he does a double take and a look of recognition flashes across his face.::
You've had too much to drink. Why don't you go si...
::Just as he was about to pat the man on the shoulder, the man quickly grabs his hand, spins him around and pushes him forwards. Thiris goes flying across the cantina and crashes through a table. The man reveals a blaster that was hidden in Thiris's sleeve with one hand and grabs Corzip with the other::
My name is Varan Torel. He was going to kill you and at the same time set in motion a chain of events that could very well destroy the universe as we know it. He is a spy for those that are one with the shadows. You must follow me; do not ask questions. I am a master, you are but an apprentice. All will be explained in time, but only if you do as i say!
::Varan, using the force, pushes a crowd of men that were blocking the exit out of the way and as Corzip gasps pulls the apprentice after him out of the cantina.::
Which way is your ship? It won't be long before more are after us.
Wait, I'm on a mission for Jabba....
Now is not the time to be concerned with that pathetic Hutt. We need to get to the ship and fast. Now where is it?
::with a perplexed look on his face, he points in the direction of the hangar:: That way ::He sees R4 down the street:: R4! To the ship!
::The men tear down the street with the droid obediently following behind them::
04-21-2002, 02:29 AM
(OOC: Ok you have just totally blown me out of proportion, you have wrecked my story, now im going to have to try and fix it. You should also ask before dramatically altering a story like you did, using mine and wraiths characters. It appears you barely read the story.)
Thiris looks up to see the two men running out the door.
Thiris runs up to the bartender
Darnit, why do the masters always have to be the edgy ones... something was fishy about him, using such violence, making conclusions about people. Accusing me of trying to kill a Jedi.. i mean sheesh if i may be crazy... but not that crazy.
Well what can you do
hmmm... *rolls his eys* I know
*Thiris pulls out a comm link.*
Thiris Rupsyd hailing the Crimson Blade.
Prepare the troops, we have some wierdo, claiming to be a master, who just threw me across the room, and as you boys rent doing anything right now, its time to sort this out.
*thiris Waits for a reply*
Crimson Blade to Thiris, we are going to touch down your starfighter, we are about to embark on a escort mission.
*Thiris walks back to the bartender*
Well it looks like i have to go on alone.
*Thiris runs out the door to his rented room, he finds a jawa inside going through his stuff.*
Get outa here!
*Thiris picks the jawa up by the collar and throws him out*
*Thiris goes to his wardrobe and pulls out his modified, DL-44 and straps it to his leg. He brings out his red coloured chest plate, and straps it on under his jacket, he shines the Crimson Mercenaries badge on it.*
*He zips up his jacket after placing a smaller 'laser pistol' into his jacket.*
*He takes off his pants and straps similar coloured thigh and shin guards on. He puts his pants back on and puts knee pads over the top.*
*Thiris straps heavy duty Boots on and grabs his old flight helmet*
In 5 minutes Thiris has changed from Thiris the commoner, to Thiris Rupsyd, Crimson Mercenary Commando.
*Thiris Runs out the door and jumps into his landspeeder. Thiris flys down to where his ship has been placed and jumps straight out. Thiris looks at his ship, the Firestarter, it has served him well on recon missions when he was a pilot, and he new it well in a dog fight. The firestarter is an A-Wing heavily modified, with a tracking system, Armour similar to that used in the Old rebel Snow speeders has been placed to reinforce the glass over his cockpit, his lasers have been replaced with more heavier power, and His Concussion missle slots hve been expanded to house more. The engine size has been increased to take it back to a nromal A-Wing speed. thiris considers it the ultimate A-wing*
Thiris thinks to himself ' How will two of them fit in a fighter with just enough room for 1 person?'
*Thiris Fires up the engines and signals the gorund crew, he flys off out of the planets atmosphere then hides in the Shadow of the blade as planned untill their craft comes up.*
04-22-2002, 08:11 AM
((OOS: wow...what just happened... i was just sitting in a bar and now a group after me??? nobody knows me! oh wait... maybe the corcuscant slashers.... but you at least wait a second before pulling me out of there..
Please reply again.. cause it is too cinfusing right now. ill edit this later))
04-22-2002, 11:12 PM
(WEll, apparantly im trying to kill you, even though i was trying to befriend you, and that guy is a jedi master or something, he basicallay ruined my angle. So now i have to chase you down and explain myself.)
04-23-2002, 05:12 AM
*Varan was running ahead of Corzip and wasnt looking back. Corzip signalled his R4 unit to go in the side walk. The little droid did what Coprzip wanted and Corzip jumped behind him they ran around another corner. By now Varan turned around to ask where he must go for Corzips fighter, but Corzip had vanished.
Corzip ran threw some the corridors and to his fighter hangar. He came running in and the techs that were working on his fighter looked startled. The tech said that the fighter was in good flying conditions just that some minor systems need some tuning up. it would cost Corzip this time 150 creds. Corzip payed the man and R4 was already in place starting up the fighter. Corzip turned it around and blasted into space.
Corzip was feeling free in is fighter and made some loops. then he settled down and tought of his next move.*
04-23-2002, 07:55 AM
Corzips fighter flys past at a lightning pace. Thiris Fired up his engines and speeds off in chase. Hes sees corzip doing some loops and spins, obviously trying out his improved N1. Thiris gives chase and starts following his moves exactly as corzip goes into complex manouvers. Thiris starts remembering his old days fighting in his Awing. He gets a track on the N1.
"Corzip this is Thiris come in."
04-23-2002, 08:17 AM
*Corzip sees the fighter on his scopes and he sees him making the same moves as he does. Then the voice of the other fighter:*
"Corzip this is Thiris come in."
*Corzip tried to see if he could put a face to the voice. then he rememberred the guy talking with the bartender after Corzip.*
"Thiris, this is Corzip. What do you want. are you trying to kill me? like th crazy Jedi master did? I know he wasnt right. I felt his mind. he was all screwed up. But please do tell me who you are and what you want."
04-23-2002, 09:52 AM
he N1 makes a tight turn involving a loop and spin and great use of the engine speads. Thiris just does a simple turn, smiling at the n1's cheek.
"Actually i wanted to clear everything up, but this jedi if you say hes screwed up, hes something we cannot have loose for much longer..."
Thiris reverts sheilds to his engine, and gains next to Corzip.
"Anyway im Thiris Rupsyd, a Commando in the Crimson Mercenaries, i heard you were remaking an N1 and wanted to know if you wanted some firepower, as i wouldnt mind some cash, but now i think you need to consult Skywalker about him, although you probably were thinking that. I want to come with you now. NO doubt the deranged jedi knows where we are, its your call, leave me here, i will probably be killed, let me come with you, and maybe we could come to an agreement about firepower."
04-23-2002, 11:27 AM
"I understand what you are trying to say. But im not on a mission to get weird Jedi out of the way. And i only get them out of the way when they are in my way. Im on a mission. A mission for Jabba the Hutt. He wants the Coruscant Slashers down. and he wants them dead or alive. Its a group from around 120 members. they are spread over the universe getting more recruits every day. It is said that 5 people of that group are stationned on the Sluis Van shipyards. i was just about to get a tech outfit and go get them. but then the Jedi blew mu cover and now they are warned about me. Now if that Jedi crosses me again. i will go after him and i will get him. believe i have dealt with Sith in my life that were more dangerous than this Jedi. Now you are welcome to help me catch this 5 people and get them to Tattooine. Ill split the money with you 50, 50. and if you can get them on a ship that can support 5 people that would be great. cause i cant carry them to Tattooine. what do you say?"
04-23-2002, 07:28 PM
(Sorry, I had to leave on sunday on a college visit. No, I wasn't trying to alter either of your characters...sorry if i did. Varan is a dark jedi...not a good one. I was going to try and kill Corzip, but not cause he's the star...)
::Varan turns to face Corzip, a sly grin forming on his face::
So now that we are alone, I am free to kill y....no....NO! The fool.....the man left me...he left ME!? How could HE see through my plan!? NO ONE BEATS VARAN! NO ONE!
::The Jedi begins to take chase after Corzip, but as he begins to a laser whizzes by his head. Whirling around, he sees a band of bounty hunters. Varan isn't right in the head; he has his own inner demons and they tend to take control of him. He's also a leader of the Coruscant Slashers, a group that has made enemies with people that one shouldn't make enemies with. Like Jabba the Hutt. He is, however, very in touch with the force and is more than a match with his sabers.::
::In a blur of speed, Varan charges the group of three hunters, blocking the next blast with his saber and reflecting it into the rifleman. By this time Varan was upon the other two. He draws out his second saber, now wielding one red and one blue, one for his calm side and one for his crazy side. In a quick couple of slashes he is the last one standing....in one piece at least.::
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! ::Laughing maniacally, Varan looks up to the heavens and notices two ships in the sky above him. He narrows his eyes.:: So, you made it to your ship despite my efforts. Very well, we can work with this. Yes, we can definitely work with this.....::chuckling to himself in the way he normaly does when excited, Varan pushes a path through the crowd that had now formed and quickly reaches his landspeeder. Before anyone has a chance to stop him, he drives off towards where he secretly landed his ship.::
(Hopefully this will clear it up a little.....sorry again if i twisted you all around. Oh well....that's what these things are for though, right? Create a story and not no where it's going to turn out. By the way....don't just dismiss Varan as a simple lower class jedi that you can take out easily.....just cause you've dealt with sith before doesn't mean you can ice Varan, a full fledged dark knight. especially a CRAZY full fledged knight.):D
04-24-2002, 11:07 PM
Ok Corzip i will help you, ill go and get a YT-1300 from back at the CM headquaters... Do you want it a two man operation or would you like me to get some of my commandoes to help out?
04-25-2002, 04:34 AM
well if you could just have a few of them standing by to assist us, that would be great. so...... where do we go now... the Coruscant Slashers have been warned about us. You got any nice tactics? cause i was just gonna sneek in with them and catch some of them.
04-25-2002, 04:44 AM
I have a plan, We stage a fake escort mission over the shipyards. Then we get some other ships to fake an attack, easily done by just missing, or having the escort drive them away. Then smash up the hyperdrive on the YT-1300. Say we need repairs and when we land we sneak in. I can organise it as soon as you want if you like, just give me the word.
04-25-2002, 06:10 AM
Word! I want it as fast as you can arange it.
oh and thanks
04-25-2002, 11:14 AM
Well the quickest way for me to do that is hyperspace there, you coming?
*thiris punches in the co ordinates of The CM base.*
Oh, and no problem.
04-25-2002, 11:33 AM
*Corzip got the coordinates of Thiris and punched them in.
he pulled the lever and jumped to hyperspace*
04-25-2002, 12:31 PM
(OOC: I may use your character abit wraith because im going to go over the plan in this one
Thiris and Corzip enter Combaii the home system of Crimson Mercenaries.
Go ahead and land in the Dreadnaught, we have top priority for this mission.
*Thiris lands his A-Wing in the hanger and Corzip follows suit *
*Thiris and Corzip start walking through the corridors, as they look around they see droids carrying out work and a few people walking around in mechanic suits.*
* A man walks upto them*
This is Mephiston, Mephiston this is Corzip. Oh his real name isnt Mephiston we always use call signs.
*The two men shake hands
We have a breifing room ready for you, i have summoned our commando squad, and the flight teams to escort and the fake attack. They will be flying in a following Stormtrooper transport, lead by me, if you need help we have the team ready for assault on your word
*Thiris, Corzip and Mephiston walk into the breifing room.*
Gentlemen this is Corzip, this mission is basically for him, but intern it is for jabba
*A few groans from the crowd*
Quiet, its money, and Corzip also gets half. OUr diplomatic team as we speak are in connection with Jabba, but im not sure it will go well. I have promised we will help so help we will, but not to fear the majority of you will not be in harms way.
The basic plan is as follows. Corzip and i in a yt-1300 will be faking a cargo, the rest of my commando squad, lead by Mephiston will be in a TRN also faking a cargo. With an escort from Flight group 1. Upon arrival to the destination we will stage a fake attack by Flight group 2, acting as pirates. Make sure you miss your targets. But aact as if to concentrate your attack upon the YT and the TRN. The Escort wil ldrive the pirates away but we will damage the hyperdrive of the YT-1300, getting access to the station of which our targets are on. The escort will then continue to guard the TRN as we continue our mission, only if we request the help of the commandoes will the escort leave.
1 Yt 1300
6 Toscan fighters - Flight group 1
3 z-95 - Flight group 2
3 Y-Wing - flight group 2
Any questions? No? good, oh and dont worry about the escape we will think of something.
Anything furthur to add Corzip?
04-25-2002, 04:59 PM
*Corip sits there with his mouth open*
wow.. i didnt expect this. but it is ok. lets kick some butt
04-25-2002, 06:56 PM
Meanwhile, back on Tatooine.....
::Varan finally reached his ship, and upon entering he sends a message to the Slashers at the Sluis Vann shipyards::
Grann, this is Varan.
I copy Lord Varan.
Good. I just met up with a young jedi named Corzip....I don't think that he alone will be a problem, but just in case I want you four to pull out immediately. There are many other other bounty hunters after us now, apparently Jabba isn't too pleased with our pirate operations. I've invested too much time into this group to have any of it lost back to that fat hutt......call in some support and get out of there as soon as you can. I'm leaving now, meet me back at the main base as soon as you can. If that jedi takes any of what we have stolen, I shall personally kill you. do you understand?
Yes, of course Lord Varan. We will be out of here before he has a chance to return.
Don't screw this up, Grann.
::With that, Varan ended the transmission and left Tatooine for the hidden base of the Coruscant Slashers. He knew he would be safe there; it was under the surface of the large asteroid Zanver. Not only was it thusly hidden from view, but it's location was always changing and only his men had trackers to find it::
::knowing his life was now on the line, Grann turned to address the other members of his outfit.::
Ok you guys, we gotta head out early. Some jedi and a group of bounty hunters are after us, and they could be here anytime. Lets take what we can and leave a trap for those fools!
::The four men quickly gather up all the supplies and place them in the four best ships they had. As for the other ships, the pirates rounded them together so that they were all in the same area. Rigging each with a large amount of explosives and a droid to detonate them once the hunters reached the shipyards, they left Tatooine with the goods and headed towards the base. A grin formed on Grann's face as he flew past the stars. He could almost see the look of surprise on this Corzip's face when he entered one of the ships expecting to find it full of pirates, only to find a fiery death. He'd never see it coming.::
04-25-2002, 11:56 PM
*Everyone involved gets in position to jump into hyperspace. Flight group 1 and the two transports first.*
Ok stay tight we are meant to look like we have valuables here. Get ready to jump in 3..2...1 Go
*All the ships randomly jump into hyperspace, then all the ships exit hyperspace at Sluis Van. AS they jump in they see a small fighter make the jump out.*
Ok form up, act as if we are just passing through. Flight group 2 should arive in about 1 minute...
Thiris to Corzip alone
I know im no Jedi, but keep your feelings open, im trusting you, if you feel something wrong, we are getting out of here.
Weird, not getting nay transmissions from the station.
*Incoming 3 z-95 headhunters, 3 Y-Wings splashes up on the screen.*
Oh well lets just make this look real. You getting anything Corzip?
04-26-2002, 08:35 PM
::After finishing his tale of what he did back at the shipyards to Varan, Grann stood at attention and allowed a grin to form on his face. Varan slowly turns his back on Grann::
So, basically what you're telling me is that you rigged my ships with explosives and destroyed them.
Wha....what?? Well, yes, I suppose, but I got Corzip as well.
Did you? Did you really? Did you see him go into the ship? Did you see him explode? ::Varan whirls around and shouts into his face:: DID YOU SEE HIS DEATH?
N..N..No my lord.....No.....but, but i thought.....
Do I pay you to think? No! I pay you to steal. If i had wanted you to think, I would have asked you too. But no matter....here, kiss my hand and all will be forgiven,
::Varan presents his hand and Grann leans in to kiss it. As his lips touch Varan's hand, Varan raises him into the air using the force and simultaneously causes Grann's heart to explode. Grann's face twists into a look of pure pain and terror, at which point Varan drops him and as he hits the ground pulls out both sabers and in a few quick slices mutilates the still-twitching body into several pieces. The body of Grann, now a steaming pile of flesh, lies at Varan's feet. Varan bends over and picks up his severed head::
Let Grann be a lesson to you all. Follow me and do only as i say or die. There is no middle ground. ::he turns the head around and stares into the lifeless eyes:: You thought you were cleverer then me...didn't you? Now who's the clever one? I AM! I AM MORE POWERFUL THAN YOU EVER WERE! NO ONE IS GREATER THAN I! ::Varan crushes the head in his hand and spits on the filth, then addresses his fellow Slashers:: Grann seems to have made a mess. Clean it up...I don't think he can on his own.
::As Varan turns to leave the conference room, he chuckles to himself. As the door shuts behind him, he hears the frantic cleaning of his pirates. I really am the best, he thought to himself. For the time, at least, he didn't care about Jabba, Corzip, Thiris, or any of the bounty hunters. After all, he was the best. What were they to him?::
04-29-2002, 06:44 AM
*Corzip reaches out with the force. he feels the men he is looking for. but they seem to know who they are. they are expecting them. but indtead of 5 men... he feels only three. in two ships heading away from here... the ships... they are rigged. Corzip emediatly started to record data from the ships and ID tags on the members aboard.*
Thiris? Call your fighters off. its a trap. stop them now. The ships they are on are rigged.. its the 2 there running off. do you have Ion Cannins on the fighters or on this ship?? we can lay them dead in space.
04-29-2002, 07:39 AM
*Thiris hails all flight squads.*
This is Third, its a trap, flight group 1 escort flight group 2 as the Y-Wings disable the two fighters 13 clicks away, TRN make your way back home.
We can not waist any time, we are going to stransmit all codes directly from the two ships to this craft. All teams you have your orders we can not waist any time, lets hurry. Third out
Thiris to Corzip
We cannot let them give the upper hand. We must press on, from here on in we wont turn back. I have everything i need, i hope you do.
04-29-2002, 08:05 AM
Well i do think we need them alive. i only have 3 other reports of sightings with the Coruscant Slashers. one report sais that several of them are on Hoth, catching Wampa's. another report sais that a large group of them. about 20 men, is on Naboo.
and another report sais that some of them are on Coruscant. but that is like finding a clean spot on a Hutt. so we need to find out where theyre main base is. but if we happen to kill them in this process we can check the other leads out. and ofcourse we get a 120.000 credits if we can get these guys to Jabba. and less than a half of that amount of money can give my fighter a huge upgrade in stuff. so....
05-01-2002, 09:11 AM
The fighters are disabled and all information has been put into the memory banks of the YT.
"My first suggestion is to hit hoth, if there arent many of them their then thye wont be as known missing. We will find all information. SO we have to capture these guys and take them to Jabba? Well, i'll set my blasters to stun so we can get them ASAP, possibly before the first night is over."
*Thiris fly's away from the z-95's as they explode from small det charges.*
"Ok im going to go get ready for the snow, just give me a yell when your going to make the jump into hyperspace so i can get into my seat so i down crash to the ground when we speed up. The controls are simple, im sure you've flown one of these before."
*Thiris is about to get up*
*sits back down and puts headset back on*
"All teams return to base."
05-03-2002, 06:29 AM
*Corzip nodded with a smile*
euh.. can you have the men questionned? and have send the info to us??
*Thiris nodded with a smile.
Thiris was away for 5 minutes and Corzip had set the coordinates on the nav computer for Hoth. he turned the com unit on to broadcast inside the ship.*
Thiris? buckle up. im making the jump into Hyperspace.
*Corzip waited a minute to be sure. and then pushed the handle forward.*
05-03-2002, 11:11 AM
*The ship makes the jump and starts its travel in hyperspace*
Thiris walks out putting a winter jacket over his Crimson Armour as he walks over to a data computer.
Seems as though they just juniors, if we are lucky the Wampas would of go them before we get there... hmmm all they seem to be in weapons is prefered smal blasters, and pikes. So we should be able to take them out from a far, make it easier even more. Should be a cake walk. Seems though they have large amounts of comunications equipment, maybe more then just hunting Wampas.
wouldnt be a bad place for a rebel base one day...
*Thiris attaches a basic blaster and smiles again*
Dont worry this aint a basic blaster, its got reinforce ments down the barrel, and struts to make the shot dead accurate. You would be surprised what youd find in one of our YT's.
*Thiris rubs the scope takes the cartridge out and places the gun in a rack. He sits down putsa his hands behind his head and shuts his eyes*
Oh and dont worry,l im here just speak and ill reply, i never sleep on missions.
05-06-2002, 11:49 AM
*Corzip smiled at him. Corzip stood up*
well while you are here maybe you can watch out for some things so i can change into something more warm. see ya in a sec.
05-16-2002, 04:10 PM
little did thiris and corzip know that one of their commando friends in a toscan fighter survived the ambush and was able to get their hyperspace coordinates and followed them into hyperspace. The young head strong, cocky man named Theroz thought he could be of some help. Even though he didnt know where he was going exactly, he was following his leader, and would do wahtever he could to help him. Right before he jumped, he reached into his pocket and touched his dads father's lucky charm which he had given to him before his death. It was an old watch from years ago that had been his great great grandfathers. Then he made the jump on the coordinates that he had gotten....
05-21-2002, 10:58 AM
*The YT-1300 came out of Hyperspace near Hoth. the went down to the surface. they landed on a flat peace near some mountains. The weather was good and sunny.*
I saw you had some Swoop bikes back there. Are they suited for cold climats aswell?
05-21-2002, 02:57 PM
Theroz reached hoth minutes after his leader, and right away tried to communicate with them...
Theroz: Commander Thiris, this is Theroz Sesteer, i followed you after the battle, i was one of the only ones to survive. I didnt know what elso to do but follow you. I am loyal to you, and will always be, but i want to help you now. please let me help you. Im not worried about the money, ill take whatever you give me, but please let me help.
05-22-2002, 03:50 AM
(OOC: there was no battle, if you had of read properly it was all staged to try and get onboard the station. Ill act as if you havent said that post)
"Yea the speeders should be fine, all i need to do is revert some power into auxillary batteries to keep this thing from freezing and then we should be able to take our time."
Thiris goes to the engine compartment and flicks a few switches, the main lights go off and heater generators go on all around the ship.
"Otherwise we will drain to much power to have everything running."
Thiris picks up his modified blaster and straps it to the side of a speeder.
"Was hard gettin these things put in here, i bet it will be harder to get them out. We better help each other and take one out at a time."
Thiris tightens some straps on the saddles of the bikes then takes off the straps.
"We landed to far from the slashers, we shouldnt of been picked up on their scanners. The only way they will know is if they see us."
Thiris does up his zipper and lowers the ramp and goes outside. He pulls electro binoculors out of a pouch in his belt and starts viewing the area...
05-22-2002, 04:27 PM
(OOC: my bad, i miss understood, i was just trying to get another character into the story for some spice. Forget my last post, i just want theroz on hoth with you guys. Forget my last post.)
Theroz reached Hoth right after his leader. He knew he wasnt supposed to be here, he was given other orders. But he wanted to be famous, and the best way to do it was to make some credits helping his commander and his bounty hunter friend. He didnt really care about the credits, he just wanted to make a name for himself.
THeroz: Commander, this is Theroz Ferok, a Toscan Fighter Pilot from your special forces wing. I know i was told differently, but im loyal to you, and i want to help you. Please let me help you!
05-22-2002, 10:00 PM
Varan sat brooding in the asteroid base when he recieved a transmission from the base on Hoth. Thiris and Corzip had been spotted. They weren't dead.
That damned fool.....very well, another chance to dispose of him.
Varan stood up, got into his fighter and set the parameters on the hyperspace for Hoth. A smile slowly formed on his face. This will be fun, he thought to himself. He always did enjoy killing. After finally reaching the base on Hoth, he prepared for the ensuing battle alongside his men. He drew out his twin sabers and looked at them, then placed them back on his belt. He would be ready.
05-22-2002, 11:44 PM
As Theroz sat in his starfighter, waiting for a reply from his commander, he saw a mysterious ship enter the system, and land on the planet. He knew it wasn't anyone on his side, so he knew he would have to take care of it. It would be what his commander would want. He had a full load of torpedoes, and the mans ship was out in the open, this what his chance to make a name for himself. He sent an encoded message to his commander it said "Commander, a mysterious ship has landed on the planet, if I do not hear from you, i plan to destroy the ship, and hopefully its occupants, if you are expecting someone u must tell me, or they will be killed."
Theroz would give his commander 2 standard hours, then destroy the ship. He told his R2-D4 droid to set the ship in stand by mode, so that he could not be detected, but he had a feeling that he was still detectable, so he kept his eyes and ears open...
05-23-2002, 01:25 AM
As he stepped from his ship, Varan looked across the vast snow fields and saw a ship in the distance.
Ah, an hors d'oeuvre.
Varan walked over to a nearby snowmound and using the force pushed the majority of the snow out of the way. Underneath was a large manually directed turret. Sliding into the gunner seat, Varan turned on the power and targeted the ship. The mechanics could not pick it up, but Varan knew it was there. He could feel it.
So long, little fly.
Varan opened fire.
05-23-2002, 05:33 AM
(OOC: Wraith im going to RP our characters saving the day a little ok?)
"Theroz this is Thiris get out of here now, Corzip has senced a disturbance and we are on it, i warn you to ge tout now!"
Thiris and Corzip race to where Corzip has sensed the disturbance. They dont know what it is because as Corzip reminds Thiris 'the dark side is hard to see.' Thiris sees the character that pushed him at the bar about to fire a turret. Thiris 'steps' on the accelerator and with the other hand pulls out a small laser and starts shooting at troops, the other troops dive for the cover and Thiris knocks out the turret. But the character was shooting in the process and the laser hits Thiris' Speeder bike and a tthe same time the character force pushes Thiris out into the snow. Thiris rolls for a while before seeing Corzip flying towards the action on his speeder
(OOC: if i RPed you too much just tell me and ill edit it, but it sets you up for a dinamic fight scene :) )
05-23-2002, 07:54 AM
((OOS: hey man... no problem.. you did perfect,... i liked it.. i couldnt have said it better myself :D))
*As the Dark Jedi was to concentraded on Thiris, Corzip jumped of his bike in the air and right at the turret. He activated both his lightsabers and sliced threw the main gun. i tfeel apart and partly exploded.*
Weill... now it certainly is destroyed. Thiris? you ok?
*Some men started to shoot at Corzip. He evaded the shots with his sabers and deflected a couple back at them. Varron ldidnt look very happy at Corzip.*
Did i break your toy?
05-23-2002, 08:57 AM
Thiris gets his face out of the snow to see the two jedi facing each other in a confrontation, he sees men crowding around them. Thiris realising his midified blaster is in the sack of the speeder on the other side realised he has to go and get it.
Thiris makes a break as men turn and start shooting, he rolls out of the way and dives through laser blasts. Making a lucky break he dives behidn the mound the speeder chrashed into. He draws the blaster and shoots, 3 shots, 3 kills. The rest of the troops keep firing while back pedalling as Thiris picks them off. He looks over to see the Jedi still in confrontation.
05-23-2002, 09:24 AM
WHen Theroz got the warning from his commander, he immediatly backed away from the planet, but he kept close enough to see what was going on. He knew he had to help. They were out numbered. He had his R2 droid set him down about 1000 yrds from the battle. When he got down, he grabbed the 2 blaster pistols his father had given him and ran to the fight.
OOC:you can do what u want this theroz in the battle.
05-23-2002, 07:24 PM
Varan stood about ten feet away from Corzip. Corzip already had his sabers drawn. Varan gave him an innocent grin and pulled out his own sabers. He then rushed in as fast as he could and attacked. Corzip parried, and after a couple of slashes the four sabers were locked in an overhead catch. Their faces inches from each other, Varan laughed maniacally and kneed Corzip in the groin. Corzip fell backwards, but at the same time Thiris and Theroz took fire onVaran. Rather than kill Corzip Varan turned and reflected all the blasts back at the targets. One blast hit Theroz left hand, destroying the blaster and at the same time leaving the hand with hole right through it. Another blast grazed Thiris's shoulder, rolling him over sideways.
I'll deal with you two later. He motioned to his troops to stay Leave them for me.
Theroz crawled behind the snowmound Thiris was hiding behind. Varan then turned back to Corzip only to have Corzip nail him in the jaw with a roundhouse. Varan dropped his left saber and went over backwards, but he caught himself and turned his fall into a graceful backflip. Wielding his one saber against Corzip's two, Varan moved ever faster and continued to hold his own. He pushed Corzip back and then lept to his second saber, grabbed it and charged in. The two continued to fight in a stalemate.
Yeah, it's just a flesh wound. What about you?
My hand is hurt, but I should be alright. My blaster is going to need some repairs too.
Well lets get a transport ship in here and get the hell out of here. Even if Corzip defeats that jedi he won't make it past all those troops and we are severely outnumbered. We'll have to regroup, sorry as I am to admit it.
Thiris called in for a transport and in a matter of moments it was there. They got on board and flew towards the saber battle. Varan appeared to be winning.
Corzip! Come one, get onboard!
The troops turned and opened fire on the transport, and at the same time Corzip pushed Varan back in a desperate attempt to escape. Varan was taken offguard and fell backwards leaving Corzip with an opening. He motioned for the ship to lift off and using the force intensified his jump so as to make it inside just as the door closed. They escaped. Varan brushed himself off and holstered his sabers.
Pack up troops, we've been found out. Gather everything and take it back to main base. No tricks, just get the hell out of here.
Varan began walking towards his fighter when he heard a mercenary talking behind him.
....would have thought that he could have taken him, guess he's not so powerf
Varan quickly drew out his saber and decapitated the mercenary.
Get to work. Now.
He told the other mercenary. He didn't need to be told twice. Varan then got into his fighter and lifted off. As he breached the atmosphere he knew that Corzip and the others were long gone by now, but Varan felt that he had not seen the last of them.
05-24-2002, 02:24 AM
Your ships have been retrieved and are currently on its way back, you can see them out the left.
The three look out to see the yt-1300 flying gracefully, then explode.
Theroz looks down at his single blaster he has left, angry for his father has given it to him.
Dont worry Theroz, we'll get them back
Thiris grabs his shoulder where the laser had been deflected by the armour but still left a nasty mark.
Corzip we had to get us out of there. As soon as you had defeated Varan you would of been open upon by the Slashers.
Thiris goes into the room hes staying in and takes the rest of his armour off. He puts his modified blaster down and disarms it. he looks down at his arm, still burned you can see the course marks left by it and he straps it up in a bandage. Thiris then puts his blaster in his locker and lies down for some rest.
05-24-2002, 07:09 AM
*Corzip sat in the lounge of the freighter. Corzip was frustrated. *
I could have had him. how could i be fooled by another Jedi?
i was to arogant. to sure of myself.
Want a drink Theroz? ill get you one.
*Corzip stood up and walked to get some drinks.*
05-24-2002, 03:09 PM
Theroz: Give me somethin strong, my hand hurts a lot.
As Corzip walked away, Theroz looked down at the would in his hand, he know he would be ok, but it hurt, the pain wasnt the problem, it was losing the blaster. His dad had built both of them, and they were the best a man could have. He could do just about anything with them.
Theroz: We have to get this bantha Fodder Dark Jedi, he has to be stopped, but i have a question, what have I gotten myself into? I want to become famous, and be part of something, but i dont wanna die too quick.
Theroz knew this wasnt gonna be easy, whatever they were doing, but he knew he could handle it.
05-25-2002, 05:03 PM
Back at the base, Varan walked through the halls of his headquarters. He went into his private quarters, and closing the door, walked over to the wall. He focused hard, and using the force spun the entire wall 90 degrees. He walked into the passageway and closed the wall behind him. The path was dark and uneven, but Varan knew the way. He finally reached another wall after about half an hour, and slid his hand along the surface. He found a hole, hidden by a hologram of a wall, and reached in. pulling a lever, the wal rose up about three feet. Varan crawled in and the wall closed. This room was his secret; no one else knew about it. It was where he would hide if the base were ever found; it even had a private ship if he needed to evacuate. But he wasn't here to evacuate, he was here for answers. Sitting in a trance against a wall was his master, Derun. Derun was a human as well, with long dark hair that was streaked with grey. His eyes were black, and his skin was so pale it was almost luminous.
Master, he escaped. How? You told me that this would work. You told me that if I lured him to Hoth I could destroy him! I'm supposed to be the greatest! I am the greatest!
In a fit of rage varan drew one of his sabers and rushed Derun. when he was about to decapitate him, Derun's eyes opened and Varan flew backwards. Varan hit the wall and was pinned there, he could not move.
You are such a simple creature. He did not die because it is not time. I did not allow you to kill him. While you are great, Varan, you are not the greatest. You will never be the greatest. All the way from here, I slowed your movements so that he would not be slain. I made your limbs heavier than normal, more clumsy. I pulled at you with the force. I am surprised that you survived. You may yet kill him, but not till all is prepared. Derun's eyes narrow But the next time you cross me I will destroy you and finish Corzip on my own if I must.
Derun's voice echoed in the chamber, and as he finished his short speech he fell yet again into a trance and Varan slid down the wall. Varan walked over to his lightsaber, picked it up off the floor, and swore to himself that one day he would kill Derun as well. Varan made a quick bow, gritting his teeth all the while, and left the chamber.
05-27-2002, 07:51 PM
*Corzip gave Theroz some corellian Ale. he sat down beside him. he looked at the man. he felled that he was bothered with somethings. and his hand hurted also.*
give me your hand Theroz.
*Theroz gave his hand to Corzip and Corzip put his own on it. he let the force flow threw the hand and healed it.
Theroz felt his hand much better...
he thanked Corzip for it.*
Now.. tell me what is bothering you?
05-27-2002, 11:18 PM
Theroz looked at corzip, he didnt know him all that well, but for some reason he trusted him.
Theroz: Its my dad, i was young when he passed, he was killed in an accident in a mine on kessel. He was a supervisor, and the workers revolted and he was killed. I never saw him that much, and all i have to remember him by is my watch, and the 2, well one blaster that he had made and given to me. Look at this one, they have some amazing craftsmanship. He prided himself in his work. With only one left, it feels like part of him is leaving with it. I must get it back. That dark jedi must have it, and ill kill him myself to get it back. and by the way, what exactly am i getting myself into?
05-28-2002, 04:55 AM
I know how you feel Theloz. i lost my mom and dad to 2 evil sith warriors. the onle thing i have left of them is my education in the force.
*Corzip was off his story for a minute. he felt a disturbance in the force. it was far away. on Hoth.*
Anyway. we werent going to Hoth to kill that Dark Jedi. we were going there to capture some of the coruscant slashers im bounty hunting. so were now going back to the crimson base and rethink our aproach/
05-28-2002, 06:46 AM
*elsewhere on Hoth*
Two figures laid in wait, with a trap carefully set and baited. The dead tauntaun stunk like the abyss. But it was just that kind of smell that attracted wampas...
Even in her heavy jacket, Ma-Real still shivered. Both from the cold and the smell. She felt like retching just being within fifty yards. It was that bad. It didn't help that her android companion was completely unaffected by it.
"Well, C-Drive? When are those stupid creatures going to show up?"
Her companion looked at her with a little surprise and amusement at her irriation. "Whenever they smell it, I guess. I can't claim to be an expert on wampas."
"Well you'd think they would've bloody smelled it already! It stinks like hell!" Ma-Real groaned.
"Really? I couldn't smell it at all."
Ma-Real hit him. "That's because you can turn your smell receptors off. Us lowly humans don't have that advantage. Bet you aren't cold, either."
C-Drive only grinned. "Hey, I don't even have to be here. It was your clan that owed a debt to these Slasher people. I---" He froze.
"Well why would they want to hunt wampas any----C? What's wrong?"
C-Drive was expressionless. "Turn around. Now."
Ma-Real did so, and was confronted with a giant white creature emerging from the light snow. Swinging claws at her.
C-Drive and Ma-Real fired at the same time. The creature lurched, and roared. The two unleashed a second salvo, and it toppled over, dead.
"Yes..." C-Drive said slowly. "A now very dead wampa."
"****." Ma-Real kicked the creature. "Couldn't you have set for stun?"
"If I had, you might have been dead," C-Drive observed amusedly.
"Yeah, I'm sorry, and thanks," Ma-Real said. "Next one, we stun. And when we get back, I'm killing my clan superiors for letting me get sent on such a stupid mission."
"Didn't you agree to it?" C-Drive asked.
"Yeah, yeah, I didn't know we were gonna be stuck out in freezing cold attempting to capture giant killer Abominable Snowmen. I thought it would be some simple freebie capture or similar bounty hunting job. But I sure didn't see this anywhere in the job description under 'bounty hunter'. What are you looking at now??"
C-Drive fired a salvo of stunbolts into the drift behind her. An invisibly white wampa slumped out of the concealing snow.
"I set for stun," C-Drive said helpfully.
05-28-2002, 03:30 PM
Theroz looked at corzip and said:
Theroz: Listen, I like credits just as much as the next guy, and ill help you with your bounty hunting thing, but I MUST get that blaster back. Its my life force. I need it, plus, with it, i can help u even more. I dont really care all that much about the money, if you dont want to give me that much, thats fine, but I want my blaster back, then i just wanna make a name for myself, my family is all a bunch of mine runners, thats not what i want with my life. I want something i can be proud of, some that when people hear the name Theroz Sesteer, they bow in fear or honor. I want to be the next hero of the universe, or if thats too much to ask, maybe just a really respected man.
The last sentence makes theroz chuckle slightly, as he thinks about how easily he will settle for simple respect.
06-01-2002, 02:58 AM
You wont get anywhere with that attitude
*Thiris walks down and sits next to him*
Going out like that, thinking you just want to make a name for yourself. It gets you no where. Youll just end up dead trying to do some heroic act, you have to keep focused, keep clear on the objective. Otherwise like i said... you will end up dead... fast.
*Thiris stands up but turns to theroz*
Whats better? Being a hero and being dead, or being alive and be able to tell the story of how you helped out for generations.
06-03-2002, 08:49 AM
*Corzip looks at theloz. he puts a hand on his shoulder.*
listen up. i was a nobody in the world who wanted to kick some serious Dark Jedi Ass. and i was so focussed at being recgnized that it almost got me killed. 10 times. when you get out of such situations, with luck, you learn to appreaciate the normal life around you. i didnt start the bounty hunting for the glory. i did to preserve my way of living the way of the jedi. i do cause then i can raise some money to get my jedi job on the road. and what way to get paid for, when pajid for to get criminals. now i know the Hutts ar gansters aswell.. but they dont bother me.
*Corzip let some force flow threw Theloz to calm him down*
I thank you for coming and warning us for t dangers, and im happy you will join us. now ... if we would have some spare blaster parts on board i think i might be able to repair your blaster. ok?
06-03-2002, 11:21 AM
Theloz: Yeah, you guys are right, i need to just stay alive. But I am here to help you, and if I get my other blaster back, i will be able to help you more then you know. I am expert with those blasters. I can do anything with them, anything you can dream up, i will try, and usually be able to do. Any way, what is our next move?
06-05-2002, 06:41 AM
well first if you dont mind.. i would like to get back to my own fighter. Thiris. i think you should get a crew on board this ship and go with me.get 2 more fighters for cover. ill be the third in that group.
So lets all go to naboo. and round up the remaining group there.
06-05-2002, 02:58 PM
Theloz: Ok Corzip, ill be one of the fighters if thats ok, then we only need to get one more. Now what though? Are we gonna go after the slicers? Or after that damned dark jedi? I want my blaster back, but im with your decision either way.
06-06-2002, 03:40 AM
Thiris looks up
"its slashers not slicers!"
I will be able to get another pilot, i will have the crew awaiting when we arrive.
The 3rd pilot will be flying my A-Wing, once the operation is complete then the pilot will fly back the transport and i will take my A-Wing back.
Your call Corzip, where should we go?
06-06-2002, 09:06 AM
well... like i said.. where did you put my fighter? there we will go.
*corzip laughed at Thiris*
06-06-2002, 11:01 AM
Thiris cracks his knuckles and gives Corzip a sarcastic smile.
"Well its back at a CM station on corellia so we go there. Get ready, we want to waist no time."
06-10-2002, 07:46 AM
((OOS: jumping ahead in time and hyperspace :D))
((OOS: are you gonna fly the freighter or a fighter Thiris??))
*They arived at the main CM base. Thiris gave the orders and showed Corzip his fighter. he jumped in and checked his systems. it looked like the CM's had upgraded his fighter a bit. this was good. he took of into space t meet up with Theloz and Thiris and the other CM's joining them on a mission to Naboo.*
06-10-2002, 08:39 AM
*back on Hoth, Ma'Real (ya I know I spelled it Ma-Real before, but I was wrong :p) and C-Drive had sucessfully brought several live wampas unconscious back to Slasher headquarters...*
((OOS: Would the person who is RPing the Slashers pls raise your hand...:D))
06-10-2002, 08:44 AM
((OOS: well Gaalgoth was playing the mad Jedi who led the slashers. but i now see he has this master above him aswell.))
06-10-2002, 08:59 AM
((OOS: Okay then...I shall wait for Gaalgoth to reply :D))
06-11-2002, 01:05 AM
Varan sat brooding in the main hall of his base. He was irritated that Corzip got away, even more irritated that his master had bettered him yet again. The door opened and a woman and a droid came in with a wampa in a very large cage. The cage was constructed so taht the bars were actually concentrated stun beams reflected back and forth by mirrors so that when the wampa tried to escape he would be knocked out again.
Here's that wampa. Now we're even. I'm leaving now.
Ma'Real turned to leave, but as she did the doors closed in front of her. she turned around to see Varan standing with a smirk on his face and making circles on the hilt of his lightsaber with his finger.
Leaving so soon? I don't think so. I've decided to make the debt a little bit larger. Let's say your ship, that droid and three more wampas.
That's not fair! The deal was for one wamap. Do you have any idea how hard it was to capture this one?
Very well. Four wampas.
Ma'Real let out a scream of anger and drew her blaster, but C-Drive grabbed her arm.
A smart droid. I'll make good use of it.
No, you won't.
C-Drive pulled out his rifle and unleashed three quick bursts. Varan pulled out one of his sabers and casually vollied them back. C-Drive pushes Ma'Real out of the way just as the blasts return, and he is hit full out with all three. He is not destroyed, but he is knocked back and offline. Ma'Real looked in horror at C-Drive and charged Varan. Varan put down his saber and raised his hand, lifting her off of her feet and into the air. She found herself unable to breathe, and she grabbed the collar of her shirt and clawed at her neck, trying to catch her breath.
Don't worry about the droid. We'll fix it up. As for you, we'll put you in a cell somewhere, until we come up with something to do with you. But you can kiss your clan goodbye.....it's a shame that the debt was never paid. I guess they will just pay with blood.
As Ma'Real lost conciousness, the last thing she saw was the look of mock sympathy on Varan's cruel face.
((OOS: I know I kinda roleplayed you some....I figured this would be alright. C-Drive isn't dead, and niether are you....you're in a cell in my base. If you have a problem I can alter this.))
06-11-2002, 04:08 AM
*The door opened and a woman and a droid came in with a wampa in a very large cage. The cage was constructed so that the bars were actually concentrated stun beams reflected back and forth by mirrors so that when the wampa tried to escape he would be knocked out again.*
Here's the bloody wampa. Now, debt's paid, and I don't have any reason to stay on this icy hellhole one more second. *turns to C-Drive* Let's go.
*They turn to leave, but the doors close in front of them. Ma'Real turns around to see Varan standing with a smirk on his face and making circles on the hilt of his lightsaber with his finger.*
Leaving so soon? I don't think so. I've decided to make the debt a little bit larger. Let's say your ship, that droid and three more wampas.
What? That's a cyborg, not a droid! And what do you mean four wampas? The deal was for one wampa. Do you have any idea how hard it was to capture this one? What in bloody hell are you trying to pull?
Very well. Four wampas.
You stupid little--- *she reaches for her force pike, ready to wipe the smug expression off the Slasher's face. But C'Drive grabs her hand*
C-Drive *telepathically* <Calm down. Perhaps he wants to make a deal. Remember, we're on enemy territory.>
A smart droid. I'll make good use of it.
*stares at him*
No, you won't. *calmly points his rifles up. A twinge of panic urges him to fire, but Varan casually deflects all three bursts with a quickly drawn lightsaber. C-Drive's senses tell him that the final volley is on a collision course with Ma'Real*
Get down! *shoves her out of the way, taking the brunt of the hits. His personal shield gives way and his cyborg arms are scrapped. His last thought before hitting the ground, unconscious, is:
Oops. Should've set for stun.
*looks in horror at C-Drive* YOU ****ING BASTARD!!*she charges Varan with her force pike, only to be lifted off her feet and into the air by a wave of his hand. She finds herself unable to breathe, and claws at her neck trying to catch her breath*
Don't worry about the droid. We'll fix it up. As for you, we'll put you in a cell somewhere, until we come up with something to do with you. But you can kiss your clan goodbye.....it's a shame that the debt was never paid. I guess they will just pay with blood.
*As Ma'Real loses conciousness, the last thing she sees is the look of mock sympathy on Varan's cruel face.*
((OOS: C-Drive is a cyborg not droid, and Ma'Real has no shirt collar...but that was fine :D ;)))
*Ma'Real awakens later in a cell, deep in a dungeon. C-Drive is nowhere in sight, and she is stripped of her weapons*
Crap...things don't get much better than this, do they...
((OOS: I don't know what happened to C-Drive, you'll have to tell me :D))
The Truthful Liar
06-14-2002, 01:24 PM
This was uber-cool, I'm going to compile this entire "story" and fix it up for proper reading (spelling, grammar) whenever this ends - is that okay with you guys? I'll need a list of names for the 'script' and characters.
06-15-2002, 01:17 AM
I'm the droid technician around here.....you're not a complete droid, but I guess your close enough.
C-Drive was in a daze as he sat on the ground with his back against the wall. He was looking up at a burly man with greasy blonde hair. It appeared as if he had not bathed in days. C-Drive tried to lift himself up, but he found that his arms weren't responding.
Heh, yeah. You won't be using those arms for a while. They're pretty messed up. Don't worry though, we'll make sure you get fixed up. Boss wants you to be a guard, says we could use the help. I'll need to rewire you though, make sure you're loyal to the cause. That is if you've got some electronics in your head I'll ahve to rewire you. How extensive are your cyber-kinetics anyways?
C-Drive simply glared at the man.
Hey, that's fine by me. We can always just open you up.
Seran revealed a a tube shaped device with a laser cutter on one end. As he leaned in to open C-Drive's head, C-Drive kicked Seran in the groin, then roundhoused him in the temple.
Just because my arms are destroyed doesn't mean the rest of my body is malfunctioning. And you call yourself a technician.....
C-Drive slowly stood up by pushing against the wall and slowly sliding up it. When he was finally on his feet, he took a good look around himself. He had no idea where he was, and he had no arms to speak of, but there was one thought burning in his head. He had to find Ma'Real.
((Legion, it's alright with me if you want to do that....It'll probably be a while though. I'm not planning on letting Varan die anytime soon.....if I let him die at all =) ))
06-16-2002, 07:57 AM
*Deep in the stone dungeons beneath the base, Ma'Real debates her options. Thankfully, the Slashers had been sloppy, just taking her obvious weapons. They'd left her her clothes, along with the gadgets hidden or built into them. She wondered where C-Drive was as she took her vibroknife to the bars. No luck...the material was too strong. The entire dungeon seemed to be built out of the same claustrophobic dark green stone, which was alot tougher than anything the vibroblade was designed for. The cell was also absurdly tiny, weakly lit with a single glowing light. Ma'Real hid her vibroblade as a guard matched by, armed with a deadly vibroaxe. Then she noticed something...a blue key, attached to the burly creature's belt.
Meanwhile, in the complex above, C-Drive attempted to acess a computer terminal in one of the rooms off to the side, leaving the stunned human lying on the ground. His arms were slowly regenerating, the nanobots in them multiplying around the blackened framework as fast as they could. They'd repaired almost up to his elbows. Unfortunately, he needed functional hands to access the terminal, so all he could do was privately swear and wait.*
06-17-2002, 12:57 PM
(OOS: I will be flying the freighter then on the way back i will be returning to my fighter)
Ok lets get going!
*The CM shoot into space and form up*
Get ready to make the jump into hyperspace on my mark...
*all fighters jump into hyperspace as Thiris turns to Theroz*
This is it, no turning back, lets hope we can avoid as many casualties as possible!
06-25-2002, 07:27 PM
*The freighter and fighters come out of hyperspace in the Naboo System. Left of them is the mining planet of Rori. Corzip sensed that somewhere there.. he had to go aswell. they set course for the main starbase on Naboo. near Theed. they all dived toward the planet.
so far so good.*
06-26-2002, 01:36 PM
*Ma'Real manages to snag the key without the guard noticeing, an impressive feat if the guard hadn't been so...out of it. Perhaps he was on spice. She suspected so. As soon as he had disappeared around the corner, she hurridly opened the cage and rushed off through the depths of the prison, looking for a way out.
Meanwhile, C-Drive's arms had regenerated up to his wrists. He just needed a few more minutes...*
06-27-2002, 09:26 PM
The ships exit hyperspace and are immediately confront by fighters... mainly uglies. The CM fighters immediately engage showing they are superior in space. As the fighters are distracting the enemy...
Thiris: Ok lets make a run for the surface, get that TRN down with us as well.
Thiris , Theroz, Corzip, a TRN full of Commandoes and Thiris' Awing dart towards the surface, occasionally changing direction to evade stray fire.
They reach the surface and a laser turret hits Thiris in the YT-1300 so Thiris is forced to make a rash landing somewhat south of where the others landed. He would have to try and find his way back.
07-10-2002, 04:11 PM
Corzip puts his N-1 starfighetr down beneath some trea's he throws a camofla.... (sp?) over his ship.
he then rushes to mee the others in the field.
07-10-2002, 04:22 PM
((OOS: camouflage tarp?))
Ma-Real reaches a prison section of empty cells. In one of them, she found what she was looking for: an escape tunnel. Hopefully it was still open on the other side...
07-13-2002, 02:04 PM
Thiris puts whips out his blaster as he reads the scanners saying that hostiles are coming in from everywhere. Thiris opens the hatch runs to his room grabs his gear and runs out into the bush. He sits behind a rock watching the slashers take over the ship and salvage some of the stuff he had to leave behind.
Thiris turns to see a slasher with a gun pointed at him, Thiris rolls to his left the slasher shoots, misses and Thiris nails him in the chest. He looks back and sees weary slashers coming towards him, quickly realising the odds he darts off down into the forrest so he can relocate the rest of the group.
07-15-2002, 06:06 PM
*Corzip runs toward the ship when he sees all those slashers ov er the ship. he senses for Thiris.. he feels he is behind a rock farther on. he wetn closer to the crashed ship. then he felt a short surge of panic from Thiris. then he heard a blast. Corzip was afraid his friend was dead.. but then he saw a shado run into the woods.. it was Thiris. Thank the force.
He tried to go after him but some of the slashers noticed him and opend fire. Corzip unbuclked both his sabres and started to defelct the bolts.. he used the force to run faster and get into the woods.. where he met up with Thiris*
Are you alright?
07-17-2002, 03:40 PM
Thiris turns around
"Bout time you found me!"
A slasher scouting out spots them and shoots, Corzip turns and deflects the shots as Thiris raises his blaster and takes one shot to send the slasher into nothingness.
"AS you may have seen they have taken the ship, so all the heavy artillary that was on there is gone. We should get back to the TRN with the rest of the Commandoes and stage an assault to get the equipment back"
Thiris turns and starts walking.
Corzip: " Thiris, this way"
Thiris: "Errr yeah ummm i was just checking something out"
Thiris turns and they run off back to where the main group landed.
07-22-2002, 03:56 AM
((OOS: *waits for Gaalgoth* :D))
07-22-2002, 05:45 AM
((you can wait all you want red.... gaal is playing Warcraft 3.... hehehhe he wont be back untill he is bored. :D))
*Thiris and Corzip reach the main group...*
Ok now... my r4 unit scanned for specific com traffic and cargo... there are 5 possible locations for the slashers within the city of Theed. and 3 in smaller towns outside theed. my guess is that at 3 locations of these 8... we will find the slashers. we already know they know we are here.... so please be carefull. Thiris? want to devide the group up? or want to go all together?
07-23-2002, 04:08 AM
07-23-2002, 10:22 PM
((OOC: and lo, I make my triumphant return))
High above the abandonded ship, Varan sat in his ship. Hovering in the air, he watched as two small figures darted out into the woods. Varan smiled to himself.
Ger, are the wampas ready?
Yes my lord, all the preparations have been made.
Good. Release them now.
Although biologically the wampas were designed for arctic weather, once tehir heavy fur had been shaved they could survive perfectly fine in this more temperate climate. Ma'Real's wampa had been one of several that Varan ahd been collecting. They were now stationed in various locations around the wilderness, and once they were released it wold be but a matter of time before they found Corzip's group. Varan would guide the wampas to the group using the force. And even if Corzip escaped, Varan could always take him out on his own.
07-25-2002, 06:11 PM
((OOS: Red... Gaal is back .. You can post :D))
08-01-2002, 04:47 AM
I say we take two at a time, letting the commandoes take one and we will take the other, we will start with the two furthest away and work our way towards the middle. We should start immediatley.
01-03-2003, 02:27 PM
((*dropkicks to top* :D
Is this RPG dead, or what? ^.^))
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