Author Topic: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
exodus411  1099 posts
Registered: Jul '03
13741_Darth Maul
Date Posted: 11/17/03 1:28pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
Zanis Ulmar

Cardia

Zanis completed his test papers, and handed them to the Instructor, with a slight smile on his face.

He couldn't wait for graduation.

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Attack_Of_Da_Gnomes  1752 posts
Registered: Jan '02
8039_Imperial Seal
Date Posted: 11/17/03 2:33pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
OOC: Ah, Thok. Glad to see you back. I thought you were dead...or busy. It was a toss up. wink

 

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CmdrMitthrawnuruodo  18061 posts
Registered: Jul '00
44424_Roan Fel
Date Posted: 11/18/03 12:57pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
cavalier_one

Training Simulation Complex

Alpha One bled power from shields into engines and raced to catch up with the two remaining Y-wings. He fired off his remaining missiles at the farthest Y-wing. The crimson glowing warheads raced ahead of his gunboat for their target that had yet to respond to the threat approaching. Just before the warheads impacted, the Y-wings let loose together a total of six proton torpedos. The lead Y-wing spun out of control, only able to launch two warheads itself, and attempted to reorient itself to continue its mission.

The six torpedos raced toward the second Bulk Freighter that was getting ready to jump. They impacted against the vessel's shields, blue energy shimmered and flickered. Over Leran's frequency, the freighter captain reported in the damage. "Shields almost depleted. We can't take another hit like that!" He shouted.

Meanwhile two of the three Headhunters raced after the Imperial, trying to catch up. The third Headhunter was limping back to the frigate. The undamaged Y-wing broke off its attack run to deal with the incoming Gunboat.


ShadowWarrior, JansonYellowAces, neila_nuruodo

Training Simulation Complex

Layor shot the scientist once again and then instructed his teammates on what to do. He then pelted the plastiglass with blaster shots and kicked it in until it shattered into thousands of pieces. Producing a flashbang grenade, he tossed it down the corridor toward the rebels and shouted to the others immediately after the flash and bang: "Move in, now!"

Varn quickly moved from his position next to the turbolift toward the opposite wall and sprinted toward the far lab while staying low. Right behind him was Dasnei with her flashbang in hand. The two quickly approached the lab without any resistence from the two rebels. It seemed they had been too dazed by the grenades.

When they arrived at the lab they believed the second rebel had been in they found it completely empty and a total mess from Dasnei's earlier grenade attack. There was the body of the third rebel, burnt to a crisp.

Then the blaster fire returned from the end of the corridor as the two rebels there targeted the two stormtroopers that dared approach.


JansonYellowAces

Training Simulation Complex

Elets dove his starfighter in a shallow dive giving the impression that he wanted to attack the Y-wing from underneath. The Y-wing rolled and adjusted its trajectory to keep the TIE Starfighter in its crosshairs while keeping its underbelly out of the Imperial's sights. It let loose a volley of laser and ion cannon fire at the starfighter.


exodus411

Imperial Academy, Carida

Graduation day had finally arrived for Captain Zanis Ulmar who had passed at the top of his class and high marks on all his tests and simulations. After the graduation ceremony, Captain Ulmar was given a datapad with his first assignment. He was to report to the Victory-class Star Destroyer Inseparable orbiting Taanab. His mission, along with other divisions, was to help in the conquering of the planet. A shuttle was waiting for him and other graduates at the landing pad.


Taanab
the natives of this planet aided by Lando Calrissian in turning away a group of raiding Norulac pirates. Taanab had one moon. The Empire had used Taanab as a major food production facility. Pandath is the planet's largest spaceport and Pendath is the capital. Rhuum is one of the grains grown on and distributed from Taanab.

 

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exodus411  1099 posts
Registered: Jul '03
13741_Darth Maul
Date Posted: 11/18/03 1:39pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP) - Date Edited: 11/18/03 2:53pm (2 edits total) Edited By: exodus411
Captain Zanis Ulmar

Imperial Academy, Cardia

Captain Zanis Ulmar.

That had a ring to it.

Zanis couldn't stop smiling as the praise kept coming, as did the awards. Highest Marks on all his tests, an Excellent evaluation on his simulation, and to cap it off, he recieved Top of Class.

It had been a good day in the life of Zanis Ulmar.

Approaching his Instructor, he spoke the eternally grateful words of, "Thank you, sir."

Recieving his first assignment, he grinned as he read the datapad.

Captain Zanis Ulmar,

You are to report to the Victory-Class Star Destroyer,
Inseparable, orbiting the planet of Taanab. Your mission is to assist in the conquering of the planet. A shuttle awaits your departure.

He gathered his things, and reported to the shuttle, still not believing that this day had finally come.

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JansonYellowAces  2405 posts
Registered: Jun '02
17656_Wes Janson
Date Posted: 11/18/03 1:54pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP) - Date Edited: 11/18/03 2:51pm (1 edits total) Edited By: JansonYellowAces
OOC: Neither of these posts left much room for typing. Wanted to avoid God-Mode as much as possible.

IC: Rhys Varn

Balmorra Training Program


Then the blaster fire returned from the end of the corridor as the two rebels there targeted the two stormtroopers that dared approach.

Rhys dove back into the empty lab, throwing his flashbang towards the two rebels as he flew through the air.

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IC: Elets Kaarem

Starfighter Command Training Program


The Y-wing rolled and adjusted its trajectory to keep the TIE Starfighter in its crosshairs while keeping its underbelly out of the Imperial's sights. It let loose a volley of laser and ion cannon fire at the starfighter.

Elets Kaarem twisted, rolled, and juked in the most random flight path he could attain. Little did the Starfighter Cadet know that an unexplainable power known as the force was assisting him in create a near un-hittable target. Elets needed to bring the Y-Wing in closer. It would be much easier to maneuver behind his target at that distance.

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cavalier_one  1653 posts
Registered: May '01
6844_Gavin Darklighter
Date Posted: 11/18/03 3:52pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
IC - Cadet Karm Leran


With the distance made up, Leran shunted the power he had taken from the engines and put it into the shields. The Y-wing was the primary target. Keeping a close eye on the two pursuing Headhunters, Leran wove an evasive course towards the Y-wing, hoping to use the sluggish "agility" of the aging fighter to his advantage.

 

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CmdrMitthrawnuruodo  18061 posts
Registered: Jul '00
44424_Roan Fel
Date Posted: 11/18/03 5:22pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
ShadowWarrior, JansonYellowAces, neila_nuruodo

Training Simulation Complex

Varn dove back into the empty lab and as he flew through the air, he tossed his flashbang grenade toward the two rebels. It arced through the air and landed a few feet from the two rebels. Within seconds it exploded into a bright light and loud noise louder than the machinery.

Blaster fire momentarily stopped as the rebels attempted to recover from the grenade attack.


JansonYellowAces

Training Simulation Complex

Kaarem juked and jinked his starfighter in a random pattern to keep the Y-wing from obtaining a certain lock on him and obliterating him out of the simulation. He piloted his vessel closer to the Y-wing that would eventually place him behind the relic for an easy kill.


cavalier_one

Training Simulation Complex

With the distance made up, Leran shunted the power he had taken from the engines and put it into the shields. The Y-wing was the primary target. Keeping a close eye on the two pursuing Headhunters, Leran wove an evasive course towards the Y-wing, hoping to use the sluggish "agility" of the aging fighter to his advantage.

The Y-wing attempted to hit Leran's fighter as he approached on an evasive course. But each attempt was in failure and they were almost on top of each other making it harder for the ancient fighter to keep up with the Gunboat.

 

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CmdrMitthrawnuruodo  18061 posts
Registered: Jul '00
44424_Roan Fel
Date Posted: 11/18/03 5:55pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP) - Date Edited: 11/18/03 6:02pm (1 edits total) Edited By: CmdrMitthrawnuruodo
Group Captain William "Striker" Stryder

Duflin's Office, SSD Knight Hammer

Striker and Fel wore expressionless faces, something they both picked up being around their Chiss pilots for so long and serving under a Chiss for just as long or longer. William Stryder was the first to answer. "Just one, sir.

"When do we get to butt heads with the rebellion?"


TAG: Thok

Colonel Freja Covell

Cloning Lab, SSD Terror - Unknown Location

Colonel Derricote accepted the tissue sample from Colonel Covell. "Your meeting with Talon Karrde went well, I assume."

"Partially. We came to an agreement on what will keep him silent, but now I just have to figure out how to fulfill my end of the bargin." Covell explained and took a seat at Derricote's desk in the laboratory and watched him hand the sample to a lab technician. "My best chance is to convince General Thane's father."

"Why not just tell General Thane?" Derricote suggested.

"He's dead..."

"You didn't receive the message?"

"What message?" Covell slowly stood from his chair, his heart pounding with anticipation and excitement.

"He survived the explosion and is in some hospital on Coruscant recovering." Derricote said while examining the contents of test tubes and reading his datapad.

"Sweet Palpatine..." Covell abruptly turned and marched out of the lab. He had to find out more and then travel to Coruscant to see the General himself.


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JansonYellowAces  2405 posts
Registered: Jun '02
17656_Wes Janson
Date Posted: 11/18/03 6:03pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
IC: Raith Varn

Balmorra Training Program


Blaster fire momentarily stopped as the rebels attempted to recover from the grenade attack.

Rhys Varn heard the flashbangs explode, and quickly shouted at Dasnei, and Trent. “Charge the rebles!” Rhys sprinted out the door, with his E-11 at his shoulder, and ready too fire. As soon as he exited the lab he looked up the hall, and upon seeing two dazed rebels he quickly fired a short burst at the closest one. He took aim at the second one without checking to see if he’d hit the first, and fired another quick burst before diving to the ground. Rhys had the rebels covered, if he hadn’t hit one of them the first time, he’d hit them as soon as they moved.

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OOC:
Spelt my own characters name wrong last time. grin

IC: Elats Keraam

Starfighter Command Training Program

Keraam
juked and jinked his starfighter in a random pattern to keep the Y-wing from obtaining a certain lock on him and obliterating him out of the simulation. He piloted his vessel closer to the Y-wing that would eventually place him behind the relic for an easy kill.

Keraam’s TIE Fighter, and the Rebel’s Y-Wing were now locked in a deadly dance. At this range, the first one to make a mistake was going to be the first one to die. Elets drew the Y-Wing in a close as he could, it was time to make his move. He punched the throttle as far as it could go, and dove underneath the Y-Wing. If Elets time the maneuver correctly he would loop up directly on the Y-Wing’s tail.

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DarthSeti5  6302 posts
Registered: Jan '01
6148_Obi-Wan Kenobi
Date Posted: 11/18/03 6:14pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
OOC: Emperor Iaius- could you post the result of our meeting, the mind wipe, and send me on my way? I think we're done, unless you want me to accompany you to your next target.

~ DS5

 

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GrandAdmiralJello  60054 posts
Title: Emperor
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Registered: Nov '00
44644_Imperial Laurels
Date Posted: 11/18/03 6:20pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
DS5
Emperor's Throne Room
[blockquote]Before long, the Emperor explained that many of the Moffs had harbored views that led them to want peace and not support their Emperor. He explained that this was due to their own desire to benefit at the cost of the Empire, as they could make more illegal profits with peace reigning in the galaxy.

The Emperor sent Cransin back to Imperial Center to pick up his possessions and told him that he expected Cransin to be a positive example of what a true Moff should be. He also gave him a quick parting gift of a memory wipe that erased all recollection of the Emperor's Force use, but left a definite and intangible fear for the Emperor in the newly appointed moff.

For the next week, the Chandrilla system alone was to be the moff's domain as power was transferred. After that was finished, the small segment of the Core extending outward to space in the Inner Rim was to be Cransin's domain. He would also be responsible for the newly rescued Brentaal, though not until the Starfleet blockade was lifted.[/blockquote

 

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KenKenobi  11075 posts
Registered: Jul '02
50235_H839: Halloween
Date Posted: 11/18/03 7:14pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP) - Date Edited: 11/18/03 7:18pm (1 edits total) Edited By: KenKenobi
OOC: Ah, yes, finally the Imperial faction is taking shape. grin cool


Thok: Ah yes, you've returned. grin Thanks for replying. grin wink happy

Seti: Congrats on the promotion. Not as if it wasn't expected from you... wink happy




Palace Gardens, New Plympto

    Das Meynes

    "Well sir, that would sound like a very promising deal, but I'm afraid that most if not all of our production at this point in time is going straight towards the war effort with the Imperials." the Governor said, his compassion genuine.

    Das liked the man- he didn't have as much respectability as Grand Admiral Duflin, nor the nobility or royal aura of Emperor Iasius, but he was still a nicer man, and easier to get along with.

    "As for defense in itself, I thought that Grand Admiral Duflin was still providing planetary defense for all the planets in this sector. Even now, I do belive that he has ships in this sector patroling the spacelanes, if not ships near orbit of the planet itself. I'm sorry, but a deal of that magnitute cannot be reached at this time." he continued, his face still conveying that general Imperial atmosphere.

    "I understand, Governor..." Das replied, smiling. "The war effort needs all it can get, and I wish not to deter anything from it. But, like you said, we are going to war. New Plympto will do what it can, giving its biological healing agents and agricultural assets straight to the Imperial military, but in return I would hope that more...secure protection could be established.

    "Perhaps, if you would, transfer a message for me to Grand Admiral Duflin. I'm sure he'd understand a request for a small contingent of ships to help guard this system. Afterall, we wouldn't want the Rebels to be able to strike here, would we?"


TAG: Thok, if you want to reply as Duflin. happy




    Nearly an hour later the Fondor governor had left, and Das was relaxing in his personal chambers.

    Hopefully his request wouldn't go unnoticed, although he wouldn't be surprised if it did. It was wartime, afterall, and it was more unlikely that he wouldn't get the request he wanted rather than he would. It never hurt to try, though.

    Das sighed, reclining in his chair and watching some of the more local news on the HoloNet. He hoped that the negotiations with the Rebel Duros Governor would go better tomorrow, but that was even more unlikely than the Grand Admiral accepting his proposition, considering his was Rebel in the first place.

    Oh well... Das thought, closing his eyes. Brentaal had already fallen, and from there he hoped the war would be swift and efficient, even if that hope might be in vain.

    In any event, Das would ring New Plympto for what it was worth- and it had the potential to be alot, what with its location, its agricultural planning, and its immense biological abilities. Coupled with extremely adequate scientific facilities, New Plympto had the prospect to be one of the Empire's prime research and natural resource worlds.

    Which reminded him- Das needed to contact Cransin about when the next Senate meeting would be. He had some interesting ideas that could be invaluable to the war effort...

    Typing a short message on a datapad, asking when the next Senate meeting would take place and any new political developments on Imperial Center, Das sent to communications to War Committee Chairman. Cransin was an interesting fellow- not quite predictable, but not without a measure of Imperial standard about him. His ideas could be both abstract and practical at the same time, and despite what his outward opinion of him was, Das actually thought him to be a more "model" Imperial than many of the other Senators he had met since his inauguration into the Senate.

    With that and other thoughts and ideas swirling in his head, Das fell back and went to sleep.....



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Thok  11504 posts
Registered: May '02
41616_Ysanne Isard
Date Posted: 11/18/03 7:19pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
JansonYellowAces, Attack_of_Da_Gnomes

Cardia, Training Facility

Splitting up, the two TIE fighters took on the pair of Z-95's. Thankfully for Ringo, the two fighters were not paying any attention to the attacking craft, as much as they were aiming for the two Tie Bombers. With a firey flash, both fighters blew up in a small cloud of fire and sheet metal.

Varn and his wingmate quickly flew in range of the small corvette, dodging the quite inaccurate but deatly Turbolaser shots. With their targeting computers on, the two ships came into range of the swift ship. With its launchers on dual fire, the two bombers realeased their initial payload, 2 proton torpedos each in the first run. Streaming twards their target, the 4 blue streams struck into the shields, and the last, streamed right through and into the hull. A small breach formed on the engine compartment of the ship, taking down one of its multiple engines.


 

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JansonYellowAces  2405 posts
Registered: Jun '02
17656_Wes Janson
Date Posted: 11/18/03 8:14pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
IC: Raith Varn

Pride of Selonia Training Program

Raith Varn
saw the proton torpedoes hit their target, and he suppressed a shout of joy. Instead he rolled the TIE Bomber up on its side, and banked away from the Corvette preparing to set up another run on the ships engines.

“Set the proton torpedoes to duel fire again.” Raith explained to his wingman. “If we hit the same spot again, because of the ships design, it should hit the core, therefore destroying the ship.”

Varn directed his attention to his fellow cadet. “Starr you think you can keep those Turbolasers busy?”

Varn turned back towards the Corvette. His finger hovered over the secondary trigger, and he waited for the computer to gain a lock on the spot he’d previously hit. If he could make the shot, the simulation would end.

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OOC: Just to explain things a little more clearly for you Thok. Because of the damage to the shields, and the breach in the rear the Corvette is an easy target. The core is located near the rear of the ship, and the explosion from the proton torpedoes will be sufficient to destroy the core.

 

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neila_nuruodo  4871 posts
Registered: Aug '02
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Date Posted: 11/19/03 1:47pm Subject: RE: Galactic Empire (IBOP)
Training Simulation Complex, Imperial Academy, Carida

Dasnei put away her flash-bang and followed Rhys Varn out of the lab and stopped beside him, spraying blasterfire toward the Rebels.

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