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Sarge221 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 4/12 3:12pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War - Date Edited: 4/12 3:13pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Sarge221
	IC: Tenk Qatar Battle of Bakura “Simply name us for our armour, Tenk Qatar. We owe you for killing Tarkin, but we’ve managed to fight every side in this war so far. This is simply remedying our faults.” "You're welcome...I guess," Tenk replied, not really sure that it was so good to take a compliment for another's death, even if it was from a suddenly-turned ally. He didn't have time to really think much of it, or pursue the matter of the Jensaarai of really deciding to become allies, as he immediately focused on his current task: finding the President and putting this battle to an end. The journey itself was more annoying then a difficult task really. If the Jensaarai were still fighting for the Confederacy, and thus the Prime Minister/President, it may've been a bit more difficult and would've taken far longer. But without that danger, the journey to find the man responsible for all of this did not take as long as Tenk stepped with the rest into the courtyard. “So. You’re all back. Not realising that I was the one behind all this. And I thought Jedi could detect liars.” To be greeted by words that spoke of Tenk's failings. The Knight listened to the President, listened to his words as he described what he planned to do, about murdering the lives of hundreds of more Bakurans, slaughtering the Mugaarai - the people that Tenk had brought into this war -, and the plans with the Confederacy to come about with seeking to destroy others. All of this was spoken to Tenk, and ended with three, final words. “And I surrender.” Tenk didn't reply, didn't trust himself to speak at the moment. All he was able to do was stare at the President. For one, horrible moment, in Tenk's single eye, the President's form suddenly shifted, transforming into another that had betrayed Tenk and cost the lives of several Galactic Alliance personnel: the High Guardian of Kiffu, Unlin Vos. A mistake that Tenk had made, just like here on Bakura, where countless people died because of being too foolish. But there was a difference between his two betrayers, however. With Vos, the man had done so to save his own people that the Alliance was assaulting, to take out the one ship and everyone on it that would be the key to an orbital bombardment if it was ordered, something that the Confederacy later did on their own. But this man...this leader of the people...the people he slaughtered... “Tenk. I know you’ll fall if you do this. Tell me to do it, and I will. I promise I will.” Tenk had his head bowed, his bangs falling over his only remaining eye. That was when he realized that his lightsabers were still lit. "No," Tenk quietly replied, deactivating his lightsabers and clipping them to his belt as he did so. He raised a hand and gripped the blaster, his blaster, before pulling it gently out of Talia's hand. The President wished to surrender did he? He was choosing to call it quits for now, waiting until he would once again gain the upperhand. For one who wished to surrender, he couldn't fight at the same time...and Tenk had long since realized that weapons such as lightsabers and blasters weren't the only things that could be used for fighting. Which was why he came to his decision. "I won't order someone to do something," Tenk continued, his feet suddenly moving, the Knight walking to the President, his blaster held tight in his hand, "that I would do myself." Once the words left his mouth, the Jedi suddenly raised both his head and the blaster, his one eye suddenly hard and filled with an intense hatred for the man in front of him before his finger pulled the trigger of his blaster twice, letting two bolts of energy leap out at the President, the Jedi targeting the man's legs to cripple him. TAG: Sinrebirth -----signature----- "Oh crap! Who opened The Butcher door!?" -Random Diablo Player, moments before his head meets the cleaver. "You ever pull the wings off a fly? Care to see the fly get even!?"
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Cem_Fel Registered: Mar '06	Date Posted: 4/12 4:07pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War
	IC: Aya Merasi “Hespar Kessler, an Imperial Knight, escaped Bastion with two Jedi in tow…” "Oh, great, one more rough Knight", Aya stated drily, while she slowed their shuttle down. “Aya, see if you can get us close to Tessa’s shuttle. Maybe we can buzz her, keep them all from linking up.” "Yeah, I'll do my best", the redhead answered, sounding not too encouraging. Aya was nervous, it was getting more worse by every second. "Sith, Jedi, rough Imperial Knights... They didn't say, we have to deal with them all at the same time", she muttered to herself, while manouvering them nearer toward the docked shuttle. 'I always thought, I would be proud to be trusted. Now I'm not so sure...', she thought. Aya hoped, disabling the shuttle would help them to hit their goal and they could just talk some reason to Tessa and the Jedi in some way. Aya didn't feel too thrilled about another lightsaber fight. Then there was another presence in the force and everything got really chaotic. The newcomers opened their fire at everyone and Aya did her best to avoid massive hitting, while manouvering between the wrecks. Ganner seemingly did his best to fire at them. "Any ideas? That's a bit much to handle!" Aya called, just the second they got hit. Quickly Aya checked their systems, but until now, there was no serious damage. But it was just a matter of time... TAG: Sinre, everyone above Anaxes, I think -----signature----- "I think as an human being... Men don't think any differently from women - they just make more noise about being able to." by Tamora Pierce Padawan to Chilla
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s65horsey Title: EUC Manager SWC Lil' Sis Registered: Jun '06	Date Posted: 4/12 6:39pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War - Date Edited: 4/12 6:39pm (1 edits total) Edited By: s65horsey
	OOC: Apologies. If someone could tell me where Sia is that would be wonderful. I think she's still with Aya, but I'm not sure. IC: Darth Ardeur Steadfast. “What in blazes is going on,” he started, snapping at her. “A second Sith! Without my knowledge! What have you got planned!” Ardeur lashed out and grabbed his finger, bending it backwards and smiling as Saretti fell to his knees. She snatched the data card out of his other hand upon releasing his finger and spun away from the man. “You do not speak to me that way. I am in charge here, not you,” her eyes went yellow as she turned back to look at him, feeling the fear rise inside of him, “And certainly not Darth Krayt.” She motioned towards the door and it opened, admitting Darth Idonious. “Welcome, my friend. I believe you require a show of my allegiance, yes? Oh don’t act surprised, my fellow Sith. I have been around my lover for far longer than you. I know exactly how he operates.” She turned and yelled at the ceiling. “YOU HEAR THAT INSIPID! YOU CAN’T PULL ONE OVER ON ME ANYMORE!” Her demeanor appeared to be insane, part of it was for show and the other part real. Insipd’s appearances and what he was asking her to do were dragging her down. She needed to kill like a predator. She heard a whimper from across the room and snapped her head around to face Saretti. Ardeur eyed up the Imperial. She’d taken a liking to him back when she first joined Xaare’s fleet, but since then other things had come into the picture. He was trying to force her to play by Krayt’s rules and she was no longer willing to do so. Ardeur, hero of Bastion, slayer of the mighty Lobacca was going to back Xaare. “Saretti, your time here is done. You’ve served notably and I’m sure your superiors are proud.” As she spoke, she walked slowly towards him. In a sudden movement, she threw him against the wall with the force and drew Insipid’s lightsaber. The red blade hummed to life and felt like its own lifeform in her hands. She marveled at how he still managed to have power over her from the afterlife. “No one forces Ardeur to do anything” she spat out in a low and forceful tone, eyes focused on Idoneus as she held Saretti against the wall. With ease and nonchalance, she released her force hold on Saretti and swung Inspid’s blade around decapitating the Imperial. “Clean that up.” She said to Idoneus as she passed by him to head to her quarters. “Then join me in my room.” Later, in her room the two Sith discussed what needed to be done. “What has Insipid asked us to do now? My only orders were to eliminate Saretti. The ship is now ours to use as we see fit though word of this will get back to Krayt and the Imperials. For now though, the Steadfast is under our control.” Ardeur sat quietly, twirling Insipid’s blade around in her lap and waited for Idoneus to answer. Tag: SWBob, GM -----signature----- Sinre's Sey
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MandalorianLegecy Registered: Mar '08	Date Posted: 4/13 8:56am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War
	Name: Kedan Rusk Age: 28 Species: Human Gender: Male Appearance: Allegiance: Jedi Order Weapons: Double Bladed Blue/green Lightsaber Bio: Kedan has been a Jedi since childbirth, caused by being born from Jedi parents. Kedan made it his duty alone to destroy all that was not right, from smugglers to Sith Lords; Kedan would kill them all in time. It only relied on how you played the game. Kedan likes the social life, he often gambles, but has his advantages. Kedan's mind, he believes, is far superior than any one elses, and he counts cards faster than anyone he knows. Kedan loves to repair and construct, thanks in part to his love of computers and programming. He is a decent pilot, by Jedi standards. Ship:Planetary Fighter -----signature----- Apprentice to SilverFighter Writer, Artist, and RPer - - See more in Profile
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Sinrebirth Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 4/13 10:04am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War - Date Edited: 4/13 10:06am (1 edits total) Edited By: Sinrebirth
	IC: Kiaar, Unknown Regions "ENOUGH! You have no chanze of winning thiz. Ssurender to uz. There are countlezz more Yuuzhan Vong on the drop sship. Give up and tell uz who your masster iz." The Yuuzhan Vong Kiaar cracked his amphistaff in whip form, disarming the last of the Tof’s still standing. Scattered throughout the room, either missing their blades or on the floor, the remaining four Tof’s did not look amused. Bosa dominated the centre of the room, ready for anything, the Jawa Yosiin moving behind the Jedi Master to protect his back. “Well?” Kiarr snarled, looking about. “Explain your actions! It was you who ruined our colony, wasn‘t it!” One of the Tof’s hissed. “She said that this would work. That we didn’t need to worry about learning the skills.” Each of the Tof’s had a limited sensitivity, all around exactly the same. It would have taken a teaching course that was very selective - perhaps these were apprentices? - or something decidedly unnatural. Kiarr doubted that apprentices would be sent on such missions. There was a cough, and the Yuuzhan Vong Priest they had been directed to find emerged from the entrance into the ship. Yosiin pulled in a breath. The Priest was unarmed, smiling with amusement, though Kiaar noted something strange about his left eye. It seemed shrivelled, and leathery, somehow. “Disciples, do not fear. The Promised Land remains as close as ever. The deaths of the Jedi and their servants are incidental to the Great Plan. Do it now, as true believers.” The Tof’s all cracked something in their mouths, possibly a tooth, and the Yuuzhan Vong watched as the Tof’s all collapsed. Suddenly, their bodies started to liquefy, melting away. Coomb spores? Kiaar took a step away, and looked at the Priest. “What now?” “Nothing else need be done. I am your prisoner. But my Master will send for me, before long.” The Priest reached for his hand, stepping away from the trio. Kiaar called out. “Poison gas!” Yanking his finger free, the pocket of gas emerged, and Kiaar slapped a gnullith to his face from his belt, gagging as it went down his throat. He didn’t have another one for the Jedi, though Yosiin was reaching for his belt, beneath his robes, too. The Priest had fled deeper into the ship, away from the billowing purple cloud of gas he’d released from his digit. “After him!” TAG: SWBob --- IC: Darth Illumin, Drongar Orbital Station "You look surprised Illumin, Do you need more than myself for back up because that can be arranged." Illumin smiled at Procella, amused. "You're my back-up? Imagine that, a man having to do all the work." He threw her a wink, and they boarded the ship. Soon, they were at the hyperspace point Maladi expected the three Jensaari to arrive from. Illumin, at the helm, looked over at Procella. "Anything?" There wasn't, but then - a dozen kilometers below the point Maladi had marked, and helpfully below their ship, a Consular-class cruiser decanted from hyperspace, painted stark white. Illumin smiled, gunning forward. "There's our prey." Within moments they were attached to the battered and elderly ship, and Illumin and Procella at the hatch. "Ladies first?" Illumin ignited his lightsaber, it hissing blood red. Amusingly, for him, three more lightsabers hissed into life on the other side of the hatch door. Illumin's grin became infinitely bemused. This would be fun. TAG: Tee --- IC: Elke Vetter, Alsakan Princess Marasiah Fel had been left behind by Ganner and Aya as they chased after the rogue Imperial Knight, Tessa Nuk, but she had important work to do here. The diplomats had retired, and a new round was about to start. Elke Vetter remained with the young Princess, with the Chiss fleet. Elke Vetter and the Princess made up their time practicing with the Force, Elke hoping to continue the good work done by Sey Pachrias despite her death at the hands of rogue Sith. "Princess," spoke the Imperial Knight as Sia levitated her lightsaber, focusing her control so as to not jostle either glass of water to either side of it. There was a beep at the door, and Elke watched to see if the Princess jumped and knocked over either the water-filled cups. Imperial Adjunct Challon strode in, with Admiral Dess, the Chiss commander. Dess spoke first. "There are reports that a GA fleet and a Confederacy force have arrived over Anaxes, and the fighting has grown worse. We've lost contact with Knights Merasi and Krieg, and still no word from the Emperor nor Darth Krayt..." Challon looked at Elke Vetter, and then Sia. "Is there anyway for the Princess to confirm the Emperor is still alive?" Elke simply turned to face her Imperial Highness. "Your Majesty? Can you sense your father?" TAG: Sey --- IC: Mandalore the Shadow, Battle of Roche The Battle at Ossus had been lost. Jedi forces had slowed down the fleet until the Galactic Alliance armada had arrived, and the Mandalorians had lost most of the Imperial vessels assigned to them. From the Keldabe-class battleship Carid, Mandalore the Shadow had ordered a retreat towards Roche, hoping to gain the assistance of Xaare, the ancient Verpine whom had once been a Mandalorian, over three centuries ago. The Battle of Roche was a free-for-all between GA and Verpine forces, Imperial forces standing back and watching while other GA forces called for a cease-fire. As it was, Jedi fighter craft were harassing the Mandalorian warships even now, and another Q carrier detonated, taking a full wing of Bes'uliks with it. The TwinTails were simply faster than even the most modern Mandalorian fighters. Taking a breath, Mandalore pushed his fleet on, towards the Verpine forces, even as the GA rushed to destroy them. If he could hook up with the Verpine fleet, he could still repulse the Jedi and GA, and capture Ossus and Mon Calamari. -- Jedi fighters Tenrax Ardel, the Jedi Knight whom was now leading the Jedi wings with the death of T'ra Saa at Ossus, snapped out an order to his pilots. "We're the last line of defense! If the Mandalorian fleet gets past us, they'll hook with the Verpine fleet and push us out of the system. Your orders are simple; destroy as many enemy vessels as possible. This is not about virtues, everyone, this is about stopping the Mandalorians from wiping out the galaxy!" Tenrax looked at his newest wingman. Kedan Rusk. A Jedi born to Jedi parents, renowned as a card shark, more than anything, flying a retrofitted planetary fighter, instead of a TwinTail. This would require legendary piloting, now. "Kedan, you're with me." Tenrax dove towards the Mandalorian flagship, firing everything he had. He'd ran out of torpedoes hours ago, and was low on fuel. Mandalorian Tra'kads screened the battleships, and Bes'ulisks were out in front. Near invincible in their iron, the few remaining fighters the Mandalorians had were deadly. A Bes'ulisk rolled over to face them, firing heavy blasters hard at the two Jedi. "He's yours, Kedan." TAG: MandalorianLegecy -----signature----- Sey's Sinre The First Canon Apologist The Missing Chapters of LotF: Invincible http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=28933751&brd=10477&replies=10 Chapter 4.5 is up! Now Featuring: Niathal, Daala, Syal, Wedge, Winter & Tycho!
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MandalorianLegecy Registered: Mar '08	Date Posted: 4/13 10:42am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War
	IC: Kedan Rusk Kedan smirked at his leaders remarks, for he had seen bigger attack vessels attacking him before. Although he never fought one, which we volunteered to but was marked out because of Kedan’s age. The one sent to attack it was weaker than him, so if that guy could do it so could Kedan. He had no doubts; he could attack it, come out alive, with not damage taken. “It’s just how you play the game, Master” Kedan replied zooming forward. Kedan made series of difficult turns around space junk blocking smooth travel. He swirled under it quicker than they expected. Kedan was turning around to attack when he was hit slightly by a proton blasts. Kedan checked the ships shield gage, 99.8 %. With a happy smirk he shot Ion missile to deactivate the systems, which worked. Zooming around, he blasted them with Shadow missiles, directly at the engines. Within five seconds it was destroyed. “See I told you I could Do i…,” Kedan said being interrupted by proton beams shooting at him. Stealth attackers were after him. Great. Tag: GM -----signature----- Apprentice to SilverFighter Writer, Artist, and RPer - - See more in Profile
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Darth_Sabith Registered: Oct '06	Date Posted: 4/14 8:30am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War
	IC: Darth Ra’ziel Dxun As the sith temple began to collapse in on itself Ra’ziel watched in awe as the stones fail down around him. As the dust began to rise around him and the sounds of stones smashing to the ground Ra’ziel could smell the blood of his prey in the air. He had done it or at less it seemed as such but a moment later he could no longer see the heat of Darth Krayt. An explosion sent a wave of shock though the sith spawn and flung him into the air. In a strange twist of fate Darth Krayt had been able to free himself but Ra’ziel was now a prisoner in this very tomb. An excape would prove useless yet the holocron of Darth Bane had remained hidden from Krayt. Yet he had survived the anger built higher into Ra’ziel’s being and as he released a vast shout the temple began to shake once more. Then all went silent for he had learned much in such a short time and his new form did not need to feed like he once did. In time he would find his freedom and Darth Krayt would perish. Then something unexpected happened for Ra’ziel could hear the sounds of what may have been water. It made sense and as he followed the sounds Ra’ziel located a large crack in the temples flooring and what seemed to be an underground river. The holocron of Bane would be safe and in the mean time Ra’ziel would create his own kingdom. Tag: GM -----signature----- HO http://boards.theforce.net/eu_community/b10194/27798245/p1 JFC http://boards.theforce.net/eu_community/b10194/4379448/p169 http://www.animemcphailanime.com http://z3.invisionfree.com/Sith_Happens_Council/index.php
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DARTH-bojangles Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 4/14 8:30pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War - Date Edited: 4/14 8:43pm (2 edits total) Edited By: DARTH-bojangles
	OCC:No Worries Sinre! Kinda gives me an Battle of Roon, Atavus's Sphere IC as Aruw'n Bonadan Aruw'n had halted their progress until Kira Romar could join them at the heights of the Tower spiral staircase as Kai melded their minds into a cohesive singularity. The connection Bonadan felt mingled with the innermost thoughts and emotions of his compatriots. Even before Sae could thumb the ignition to release his blue blade, Aruw'n had sensed it. Just like he now sensed the vague feeling of difference between Lonati and Kira at this moment. His curiosity piqued and he remembered Kai had come alone before Sae's fighter crashed nearby, Bonadan gathered the realization seconds later: Kai had disobeyed Kira Romar's orders to come to his and Quin's rescue. As his thoughts were unintentionally 'spoken' with in the meld, Romar's cheeks flushed in response to them. She grew hesitant, trying to murmur something; but, with grace of conviction, Aruw'n stopped her. It doesn't matter, he intoned politely. Sae's voice came next, “This is it. The last enemy. Turning point.” The five stalked to the precipice of Atavus's Sphere. All five of them could feel it. "A crescendo in the Force." Quin thought. Quin's words seemed to signal Atavus's arrival before their eyes as he barred to crimson blades at the five Jedi a torrential rain of fire swirling around them threatening to consume everything in it's path. From the wraith of Atavus came only hatred and malice with his figure looming many heads taller than any species the Jedi had ever encountered. However, here, Atavus stood alone against the rising tide of Jedi. Just one man, Aruw'n was reminded. Quin stood beside Aruw'n while Kai and Sae cut away at a side of the Sphere. Kira peeled off an opening to reveal the twisted vistage of Atavus chained to it's walls by his own darkness. Atavus writhed among the flames rebuking the lightsiders, One God. Even the man's words kicked up the illusionary fire surrounding them. This ends. Here. "Yes, Atavus is right," Aruw'n spoke aloud as he finally ignited his yellow blade. "The war of Turbolasers and Snubfighters has ended." The green Twilek met Atavus's presence with his own finding himself aided by the Jedi around him urging on his words, "The War of the Force is upon us. It won't end well for you, Atavus. Already you're stretched thin, the illusions fading away." Driving the point home, Kira reached out at one of the dark tendrils radiating from the Sith with a free hand in the Force and ripped it from the Sphere's wall inciting a pained grimace from Atavus. Two more such exertions in the Force came from Quin and Aruw'n thereafter, prompting the Sith to pull himself from the Sphere throwing himself at Bonadan in a blind rage. Both Sith lightsabers slashed through the stone flooring where the Twilek Jedi had been moments earlier. Atavus was tracking Aruw'n as he desperately batted away the downpour of blood red slashes. Reflexively, Aruw'n pushed back at Atavus with the Force landing enough of a blow to the shoulder to stun the Sith Lord's wrath momentarily to allow for escape. The lull in the fight sank in so Atavus spat his words at the Jedi, "I have seen every one of your fates in my Visions, Lightsiders, and I swear by Sadow's spirit, you all will reap the whirlwind of your ignorant defiance." The Sith pointed out a jagged finger from one of the hands holding a lightsaber at Sae, "I've seen you, Sae. Ever the Martyr." Atavus focused then on Quin, "And you, Heir of Quinlan Vos, a Heretic while Miss Romar plays the Executioner." The man's seemingly frail ribs shaked with his hoarse laughter at Kai, "Jedi Lonati, the stalwart friend, your attachment marks you for the Fool." He turned fiercely at Aruw'n lastly and asked mockingly, "And who could forget their fearless leader?" Atavus stood to his full imposing height leaping again for the Twilek while he scattered Sae and Kira like playthings, "Do you know what-" his words broke as he stabbed and swung wildly at Aruw'n's body, "I've seen-" Another long slash barely parried by the Twilek, "for you!?" Bonadan could only lock his blade with Atavus's as the much stronger Sith pushed both closer and closer to Aruw'n. Aruw'n faltered just a fraction and had his own yellow blade contact the skin on his neck by a fraction burning the patch of green skin black. He screamed and pushed back hard to throw the Sith on his back. "You Aruw'n," Atavus's ethereal voice spoke, "thought your losses ended with your mother as a child, but what will pass shall have you begging for a death that will not come. Your father's legacy of betrayal will dominate your destiny from this day forth!" His lightsaber already screaming through the air, the blow would certainly have gutted Aruw'n Bonadan if it hadn't been for the flight of foot from a growling Kai Lonati. The Human male was incensed with determination as he landed a Force-enhanced kick to the back of Atavus's head throwing the Sith meters distance. Kai landed at the knee staring daggers at Atavus, "Then you should've seen that one coming." Quin was already on Atavus before he could come to a total stop with his bright, green saber while Aruw'n righted himself and flanked him on the other side. Kira and Sae pounced like slash rats in and out of the Sith's defenses. Now Kai delved into his battle meditation speeding his compatriots safely around the Dark Lord's strikes. The five Jedi were steadily closing their circle around Atavus leaving him less and less room to maneuver his twin blades. TAG:SINRE ----------------------------------------- The Battle of Anaxes, Orbit IC as Admiral Gar Stazi “Fighters, launch!” came the order over Gar Stazi's headset and for a brief second, his mind raced back to his fighter jockey days in the Alliance Navy at the beginnings of his career. While K'kruhk relayed the Admiral's request for aid over the GA lines, Stazi kept a watchful eye on the Nightsister's Shell formation about the Confederacy Defender-class Star Destroyer. The Admiral took his Crossfire and the rest of Cutlass Squadron through a series of steeply angled turns in order to approach the shuttles from a vunerable backside vector skating closely to the ion cannon fire directed by his fellow GA soldiers. "Cutlass Lead here, don't release your payloads 'til the last second and I want Tarpilan with Monia to break with me toward the DSD. The rest of you fall back in front of Anaxes for a second run," he relayed to the rest of the fighters as they were careening suicidally close to the Nightsister's shell. He felt the hesitation of the confirmation clicks forecast some slight doubt on part of their commander's request. "Almost there..." But they had learned long ago to trust him. Stazi felt the lump rise in his throat. He bit back the fear that sent chills through his spine. His astromech shrilled a sharp warning that harmonized with the missile lock tone from his fighter's console. "Now!" he squeezed the trigger at the base of control stick sending both his proton torpedoes at the head of the rest of Cutlass Squadron's volley and sharply pulled up before his craft could hit the explosive debris. Rolling his fighter belly to belly with the DSD's empty docking bay where the Nightsister's Shuttles had been, Gar swung around the edge of Star Destroyer in an arc sending himself and his two wingmen speeding to where the Bridge viewport was located. Splashes of Ion blasts danced in the Crossfires wake as all three let loose a flurry of more torpedoes at the DSD. Stazi led the three of them out back through the Shuttles as the Heavy Hand loomed into firing range from behind and discouraged three Shuttles from targeting the Crossfires with quad cannons. "Great flying, Cutlass 3 and 7." he commed. They were taking the longer route back to their squadron's formation to avoid presenting their flanks. Cutlass Three, known as Monia, "Admiral, something doesn't seem to plot right about this. If I were Jail Breaking Force Witches to wreak havoc on my enemy, I wouldn't have them screen my capitol ship like that just to take the brunt of the punishment." Cutlass Seven, Tarpilan, followed up on Monia's musings, "She's right, Admiral. The point of this doesn't seem to be the witches escaping and they know we outclass that DSD in a straight up fight. It has something to do with that DSD pounding something on Anaxes from orbit." "But what Seven?" Monia asked. "My tactical feeds show the Alliance forces aren't consolidated massively to any one area of Anaxes." Gar cut in on the discussion, "Three it definitely isn't the whole of the GA military, it has to be something specific, singular even. And it's not like were stashing any kind of superweapon on Anaxes that I've got clearance to know about." "No Admiral, were not stashing any of those per se." Tarpilan replied coyly. Gar sighed, "Spit it out, Three!" "My Tac Screen shows we have one Grand Master Skywalker, sir. That singular enough for you?" Tarpilan had been a smuggler in his former career before joining Stazi's command, so he was used to quite the bit more freedom than normally found. The man had shown incredible skill, so his hot mouth had been looked over. Cutlass Three's insubordination was momentarily forgotten as rounds of curses flew from the Duros Admiral's lips as the magnitude of this battle overwhelmed him. As the words subsided, he hailed Master Sazen while he gathered Cutlass Squadron for another pass at the DSD, "Hammer Lead, this is Cutlass Lead I'm feeding you an updated objective data. Relay to K'kruhk and the rest of the Fleet with a message: Defend it at all cost." Gar initialized the tight beam transmission to Master Sazen's snubfighter containing the Grandmaster's current whereabouts along with the steadily shifting field of fire from the DSD over that locale. "And Master Sazen, I need you to go planetside, warn the objective, and rally against the Imperials. Surely, they are using this distraction to their advantage." Stazi couldn't let Anaxes fall to Imperials either. "Leave Cade to take up Hammer Squadron and get down there as fast as you can. We won't last long against any Imperial counterattack!" He only heard the double-click of a confirmation from Sazen as he sped toward Anaxes and now spoke to Cade himself, "It's your show now Hammer One. Let's see what you've got." Gar sped his fighter even faster through the storm of laser fire as he realized time was against as the Defender surrounded by the Shuttles rolled closer and closer to Anaxes poised to strike out at the heart of what was holding the fragile Galactic Alliance together. So Stazi gave himself over to slaughtering every last of the Confederates. "Commence your attack runs!" he shouted. TAG: SINRE/NICK/EVERYONE OVER ANAXES -----signature----- GO SAINTS GO!!! 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sprintabm Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 4/14 10:10pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War
	Ratep Sentarin even scarier ship above Anaxes Ratep almost collapsed from the pure shock of horror at the sight before him. It was worse than a nightmare. A dark lord, rater lords, it seemed, ones that were not even alive! Ratep had always wanted to destroy the Sith, but now that he was faced with two he had immediate doubts. His grip around his sabers tightened as he saw the corpse reveal its own two sabers. He felt the slowly drain away, instead being replaced by an intense anger to destroy the abomination before him. Finally, something worthy of using Vaapad on. Everything he learned about the style seemed to race through his mind and he understood every bit of it, at least to his own interpretation. Engage yourself in the fight. Feel the rush of battle. Conquer this daunting enemy. And die a warrior's death if you fail. He lit both sabers, his personal, orange blade in his right hand and Hespar's silver blade in his left, and violently crashed them together creating a ferocious sound and blinding flash. "Give you what you need?" He was shouting at the dark abomination. "You need to be FINSIHED!" With his shout, the silver saber rapidly spun away from Ratep towards the corpse's shoulder with the complete arm, aiming to sever the limb. Ratep already felt himself deeply immersed in the fight. He was going to enjoy this. TAG: sinre
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The_Loyal_Imperial Title: YAHTZEE and Blackjack Host EUS Chancellor Registered: Nov '07	Date Posted: 4/15 1:49pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War - Date Edited: 4/15 1:57pm (1 edits total) Edited By: The_Loyal_Imperial
	IC: Arik Sagitta, Anaxes Arik Sagitta followed the young Supreme Commander and his staff out of the tent, striding towards the command center they'd set up. A light breeze passed by, causing his cape to flap in the wind just the slightest bit. It reminded him that he'd soon be leaving his treasured family armor behind, it would be highly inconvenient to wear if they decided to attempt to pull off the plan he had in mind. He'd just have to make sure it was as secure as possible before he departed, then. Entering the command center, he could see the holographic faces of a number of Anaxsi commanders floating in the air. Low of quality, but that mattered little, so long as he could hear and understand their words, and they his. Then came the news. Shuttles in orbit, both Imperial and Jedi, the latter of which he let loose a snarl at the mention of. Troublesome meddlers, always interfering in galactic affairs when they'd be best sitting back in their backwater temple in the jungle. The rogue Imperial Knights were no better, however. Traitors to the Imperial cause, worthy only of swift deaths at the hands of loyal servants of His Majesty the Emperor. The names of two still-loyal Imperial Knight apprentices he recognized pleased him, though he was still concerned when he recalled that they were assigned to the princess. If they were here, then how well guarded would she be? In the midst of his thoughts he could hear the commanders and other officers talking in the background of plans for a counterattack. Yes, the reason why he was here. There was no time for staring off into space, this was a time for action. The frigate was moving, a tactically advantageous point for them. The tunnel, however, was even better. It would allow them to reach the enemy base quickly and under cover, and the narrow nature was most suitable for his style of lightsaber combat. There was something else, nagging at the back of his mind, as if he was missing something, but he paid it no mind for the moment. More important matters were at hand. Responding to the question, he offered his "thoughts" on the plan. "Excellent idea. I'll gladly take point on this mission. But, before we do so, there's a single thing we need to work out. A clear objective. Are we striking at the enemy base to inflict random acts of damage and sabotage, are we on a search and destroy mission, or are we going to capture it? Lack of aim would be our downfall. We need to get in, do what we go to do, and get out again. Time is of the essence, and not a single second can be wasted, lest it lead to the doom of us all." TAG: NickLitYouAFlame, Sinrebirth -----signature----- Attack of the Clones was released May 16, 2002. Star Wars: Republic covered the Clone Wars starting Jan 22, 2003. What's the next big Star Wars project? Star Wars: The Clone Wars. Fall 2008.
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JEDI_TEEGIRLOO Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 4/15 2:42pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War
	IC: Darth Procella Drongar Orbital Station "You're my back-up? Imagine that, a man having to do all the work." He threw her a wink, and they boarded the ship. She gave a wry smile back at the comment. They finally reached the hyperspace point that Maladi expected the three Jensaari to arrive from. Procella looked out in to the dark depths of space for a sign of the traitorous Jensaarai. Illumin, at the helm, looked over at Procella. "Anything?" At first there was nothing but the stark darkness of space. Then Procella saw what she and Illumin were waiting for, a Consular-class cruiser decanted from hyperspace, painted stark white. Procella's eyes grew wider with excitement knowing that it was just a matter of time before they reached them. Within moments they were attached to the battered and elderly ship, and Illumin and Procella at the hatch. "Ladies first?" She started to walk through as she ignited her lightsaber. She sensed Illumin's excitement as well as her danger sense rising within her. She took a loose, yet firm grip to her hilt as the sound of lightsabers ignited on the other side of the hatch door. "Oh it's time to teach a lesson to the little minions,who think they can play with the big guns." She had an evil smirk on her face, that gave off an air of confidence. Like a predator she was ready to pounce on her prey, intent on the kill. TAG: Sinre -----signature----- ~Darth Mystique~Dark Lady of the Sith~/Matriarch of the Witches of Dathomir "The Darkside is like a drug that i just cant get enough of." ~Mesh'la Par'jila ~ Prudii Verd - "Oya Manda! "
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NickLitYouAFlame Registered: Feb '07	Date Posted: 4/15 4:33pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War
	Of Ryu Brightstar on Anaxes Ryu scratched his head, a look of worry on his face. He paused, to toss the words between his teeth, thus feeling for their adamancy. Ryu started slowly and ended slowly to match. “Can we assume that this link has not already been tainted by GA latency? What guarantee have we, that an ambush does not lie waiting in our stead?” He was unsure of how he stood on the matter. Perhaps, he did not grasp the weight of his situation. It was far more complicated than a simple machine. Loose one nut, and loose the wrath of an entire breakdown. Tag - LI and Sin -----signature----- I love Matt's "As Father And Son." I've written my best in that game.
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The_Loyal_Imperial Title: YAHTZEE and Blackjack Host EUS Chancellor Registered: Nov '07	Date Posted: 4/16 5:24pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War
	IC: Roan Fel, Eternal Blade, Battle of Bilbringi This was it, then. The Eternal Blade would be lost. The Emperor's mouth was set in a grim line, his eyes hard. Many Imperial citizens would die here today, because of this war, because of the Yuuzhan Vong. They would pay for this, and he would be the one to exact that price. He could do no less for those whose lives would be lost on this day. Brushing Antares Draco's arm away, he turned to address the admiral and his crew. The escape pod could wait, this could not. Clearly, so that his voice would be heard in every corner of the bridge, and through Piett's comlink the entire ship, he spoke. "This war shall be won by the Empire. The Yuuzhan Vong will pay for their cowardice, the Alliance for their denial of justice, and the Jedi for their defense of those in the wrong. I shall to see to it that those who deserve punishment shall not escape justice. As the Emperor of the one and true Galactic Empire, you have my word." Taking one last long look at the bridge that would soon vanish, and those who would soon die, he turned and strode into the escape pod. Their lives would not be wasted. They could not be wasted. He would not allow it. TAG: Sinrebirth -----signature----- Attack of the Clones was released May 16, 2002. Star Wars: Republic covered the Clone Wars starting Jan 22, 2003. What's the next big Star Wars project? Star Wars: The Clone Wars. Fall 2008.
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NickLitYouAFlame Registered: Feb '07	Date Posted: 4/17 3:59pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War
	Of Darth Schleier on the Relentless Schleier raised his arm, his finger laying blame on Darth Reign. Seconds later, his lightsaber leapt to his opened fingers. He ignited the blade, holding it aimed at Reign’s head. His eyes sparked animosity for the Sith. “Do not question my actions, Reign. It is of no consequence to you, where I take my own prisoners.” Tag - Sin -----signature----- I love Matt's "As Father And Son." I've written my best in that game.
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Trimaj Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 4/18 8:58pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Force War
	OOC: post later, a duel and something else have completely kept my mind occupied. duel is over (thank my lucky stars), so i'll be back to my regularly scheduled programing soon. :snoopy -----signature----- I'm just a figment of your imagination.
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