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Master_Ponta Registered: Feb '03	Date Posted: 10/30/07 4:06pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy - Date Edited: 10/30/07 4:11pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Master_Ponta
	IC: Minati Minati softly drummed her fingers against the side of her uniform in annoyance. She had stood there for almost half an hour, awaiting the arrival of her new captain. Her bright eyes peered down the corridor approvingly. The space was comfortable enough, not too hot and not too cold, but it still pressed her patience to it’s limits to have to wait... and wait... and wait. She mentally went back over her experiences that day, and growled again at her superiors as she thought of her unexpected transfer, so fast that gathering what little she had had been difficult. Finally, after what seemed an exorbitant amount of time, a door farther down the hall opened and out walked none other than Captain Vayland. The man was tall, gaunt, and wraithlike in appearance, with angular features and an amusing spark of... arrogance? It definitely showed in his eyes. She decided upon that for now, realizing she would soon talk to him and discover for herself what he was like. Her lips turned up at the corners in a ghostly smile, so not a human. Not one of those weak little bipeds. Very well... When he approached her he did so briskly, as if brooking no refusal... gaining a certain amount of respect from her. His first words, however, did nothing to improve her mood, and in fact made it worse. When she said nothing, only glared at him sternly with her glowing red eyes, he continued in a light-hearted manner, as if she had just told him something amusing. “All right, then. I’ll take that as a ‘Yes.’ Take over turret control. The control panel is in the engine room. I’m Captain Nirooth Vayland; your task force commander. Sorry I don’t have time to show you how to shoot the guns, but with any luck you’ll figure it out…So, what are you waiting for? There is an intercom system if you can’t figure out the guns. Oh and it’s good to have you on board. ” “Yes Sir” she replied coolly, refusing to give him any more satisfaction in his banter. As Captain Vayland strode off, Minati watched him with a great amount of frustration, annoyance, and, ironically, humor. Exhaling deeply of the stale air within the ship, she turned smartly on her heel and left to take on her new duty. After reaching the turret room, the Chiss exhaled, but despite her years of experience she knew it would be foolish to completely relax. Tag: Dreamstar -----signature----- The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed.
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DARTH-bojangles Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 10/30/07 5:40pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	Roon, the Infinite Darkness IC as Aruw'n Bonadan "Kia'kha! Kiiaa'khaaa!" The screaming continued to echo through the depths of Roon's cavernous innards. Aruw'n's words slashed against the suffocating Dark of Roon to no avail. In what seemed like an entire Galaxy away, the young boy slave named Aruw'n cried his mother's Twilek nickname until his sobbing shrunk into a hoarse moan hands clasped together, I want my Kia'kha... The core of his heart had been ripped away in the same manner as his mother's presence. No! the small Twilek intoned bitterly, They won't take everything away! Ebol Shak's laughter thundered again in the Cave's distance and somehow, Aruw'n realized the Slave Master was nearby... taunting him... begging to take his vengence. The voices behind him were urging him forward. Handing him the Lightsaber. Aruw'n got off his knees staring at the metal hilt. It had meant something to him once in another life... something pure. He had even sacrificed for the hilt at one point. But for what, he couldn't think of for the life of him. The Slaver's cackle pulled him out of his thoughts. Quickly, the voices urged from all directions and no where in particular at once. And then the voices crept inward giving his legs the burning strength to run. To catch Ebol Shak. This will not be over quickly... Roon, Planetside IC as Kai Lonati Kai Lonati wiped at sweat forming from his brow willing the remnants of his last meal to stay inside his gut as opposed to all over the Stealth Tail's console. His nausea was the result of the rapid succession of aerial pitches and rolls the Force had guided his hand through to stay clear of the Missile barrage's resulting explosions after crashing through Roon's Atmosphere. Now he was running for his life trying to remain undetected on the fringes of the Fortress grounds. In a way, he'd almost hitched a ride to Roon on the backs of Alliance torpedoes. Luckily he hadn't buried his fighter into the broadside of a Sith Capitol Ship. And even more fortuitous, Roon's gravity well had worked in his favor skewing the projectiles he was riding nose-to-fin with toward the outskirts of the Fortress but also toward the Stormtrooper rear guard that Protected the Entrance to the Fortress's Supply Depot. So far, he was undetected among the Enemy as he checked his Force presence down to normal humanoid levels upon entering the encampment. The actual Sith themselves would be too preoccupied fighting on the front lines for their fleeting glory. This is where he would make his breach. Under the guise of one of the Empire's own. The Twilek's heart thundered for him to pick up his pace. Even the Darkness before him seemed to part the way for allowing Aruw'n to close the space between him and his prey. All he wanted in the is entire Galaxy was to hear Ebol's death wails. He would savor them, the voices spoke in unison. Aruw'n pressed on faster... And faster... until Finally, he pounced on Ebol Shak like a hungry Lylek sending him to the ground. Igniting the hilt, out spouted a crimson blade that bathed them both in it's cold light. Ebol lay face down before him sobbing in fear and panic. His mutterings switched from pleas of mercy to random babblings and back all over again. Aruw'n grabbed him by the back of the collar pressing against the portly Twilek's throat as he was pinned to the rock. "Have mercy on ... on..." Ebol begged spittle flying from his oversized lips half way lucid and the other not. "Mercy, Begging... The hilt..." he rambled on as Aruw'n gazed into his black eyes. A chill ran through him as those eyes stared back at him almost like they fed off him. His voice rose in pitch as Bonadan skewered the fat Slaver in the side. Pain could be felt radiating off the man like a waterfall from which Aruw'n drank deeply. But blankly the eyes stared back as his face contorted further under the mutterings of Mercy and Forgiveness until before him Ebol's face took a more sinister shape. Only this time, the words were not a plea. "Kia'kha" the voice of his mother chanted behind the twisted mask of sorrow that had only seconds before held Ebol's likeness. Aruw'n's eyes went to the red blade he'd stabbed through his Mother's side tears running down his cheeks. There he cradled her as if she were a broken toy he could put back together. The pieces no longer would fit. He pressed her against him. Mother's form blending into the Son's. She would never really be back. Dark swallowed the area around him extinguishing the crimson light that had once held sway. TAG:LORDT -----signature----- GO SAINTS GO!!! Infant Son of Dubya Scott~member of the 'StarWars 007 Style!' family 1st Graduate of the Imperial Hammer School of RPing "Tarfang Shot First." ~Han Solo
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DarkLordoftheFins Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 10/31/07 4:55am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	Zorcanth The Jungle Jade Asan kneelt besides the water and looked down into it. Fishes were swarming around, looking harmless. But the planet had shown he concealed his dangers with beauty before. It was more than doubtful it would fulfill any purpose the Galactic Alliance had meant for it. But that was exactly what she had been send here for. To scout the possiblity to use the planet. Near the huge battle-fields of Jaemus and Hypondia the planet was of strategic value. But despite a chart and a three hundred years old report stating the air was "breathable" but the fruits tasted bitter, the Galaxy had ignored the jungle-moon of Morcanth completely. "Looks like no living being has touched anything here in millenia." She said and looked at her brother standing above her. The curved lightsaber hilt hanging from his belt, he had grown up in the latter years. His Jedi training gave her some confidence. "Take a probe of these, Commander Vancen and I´ll make a journal entry." She said to Vancen, the leader of the five headed group of soldiers that had accompanied them. Three of them were Sullustans, usually talking in their own language. The three were related somehow, but Jade had not yet figured out, how. They were grim for their usually easy-going people. Veterans. But that was little surprise. All of hteir team had seen violence. Two years of war had been enough to spawn thousands of veterans. The last member of the crew was a female Fosh. Tagaare. The scientist among them. An expert for xenobiology and plants she had joined their crew late and kept to herself and the probes Jade and her brother took. "Anything you feel?" Jade asked her brother. He had been trained as a Jedi Knight. If their was a danger he would know. And indeed there was something in the force. Slow rumbles, that came from far away, but were directed at them and at them alone. As if someone was searching them. Almost impossible, for very few members of the alliance knew of this mission. It wasn´t that important what they did her actually. So why would anybody bother. "Is anything wrong?" Commander Vancen asked to. The elder man was obviously nevous about the Jedi abilities of his companion, but tried to use them as good as possible. Tag: bluebeast _____________________________ The Saboath-Destroyer The Black Lance Throne Room Borca had left the fleet, as it was expected, so it was the slim Hutt Gorda, who awaited her, as she entered the room. The Throne Chamber was now almsot mepty. Only Klessek, the leader of hte Black Lance and her were here to attend. The Kressalian nodded to her, as she entered the room, but Gorda met her with an amused laughter. [Whoahohohohoh! So the Jedai is dead! I knew you would not fail me, Rahaya!] He spitted out. Then he laughed again. It was only now that Klessek and Rahaya could see, how troubled a Jedi Knight´s presence had made their leader. While the survival of the Master seemed to bother him less. [And in time for us to give you something new to kill, my dear blade] He grinned and nodded to Klessek. "The Invasio of BarabI is about to begin. We two have been given the honor to lead the first two strikes. One at the main reactor of the Cpaital. I will lead an army of my lancers there and initiate a chain-reaction that should wipe out most of their soldiers, there." He explained the murder of thousands without showing any emotions. While Rahaya had never doubted his reputation as one of the most dangerous men in the galaxy, she now obviously understood how well it was deserved. "While you will head into the mountains with five thousand Nikto Warriors to attack the tribe of Baratyne. The tribe that is closest to a regular military there. Once they begin their counter-offensive we will bomb their gathering-points and you can move into the valley beneath wqith your troops. Securing the slaves." He explained the plan without even blinking. [Prepared to take the great price, dear blade? The number of lizards slain through your sword shall be legend, by nightfall] Gorda laughed again. Tag: Apadamek _________________________________________________ Bakura The Ondian Mountains Master Trak and his always sceptical Jedi brother were lead deeper into the cave. Where Tenk Qatar saw, that this was more than a hide-out. Whoever Isaja was, she had supporters. Hundreds and thousands of men were working on Starfighters, infantry preparing for battle, as alarm rang everywhere. A huge Ssi-Ruuk carried his body over to Master Jouron. Staring at Tenk for a moment, he then spoke in broken basic. Remarkable for a Ssi-Ruuk in the first place to master foreign languages. "Neewz arrived." Resslek spitted out. "Not Prime. Confedaraasssi." He only said. And from his hand a holography appeared. The ships that had done the bombing appeared in birllaint blue. Tenk knew the designs instanntly. Two QuasarFire-Carriers, accompanied by four Defender-Class Stardestroyers. From what last reports of Jedi Souvereign had indicated that was as much as the Confederacy had left of their fleet. "So, these are the allies of the Prime Minister." A female voice came from behind. A young woman, in her twneties, probably. Not very tall and fragile in build, but with a grim dedication and icy blue eyes, staring at Tenk Qatar, as she entered the cave. Her blond hair tied behind her head, only her long-sleeved golden dress made it obviously she was leader. "You are the new Jedi. Aren´t you?" She said, silencing Jouran Trak before he could speak. "I am Isaja. And I guess, these men have come with you, haven´t they?" She asked, as she held up a hologram by herself. He saw the negotiator-class shuttle, surrounded by the same squad he had brought here. A man in robes stood there. A Jensaari from the appearance. And before him kneelt Talia. It was frightening similar to an execution. But before anybody moved, the hologram ended. And seven Ssi-Ruuk raised hteir weapons. "So, you have come to find me and thy should then finish the job?" Isaja asked with a cold tone. "Take his lightsaber." She then only spitted. And stepped back. Tag: Sarge221, SonofZeus OOC: Outstanding tags for Alani Simptii, Nightshroud and Darth Tristis . . . Space-battle update comes in the evening. In the Battle of Roon, LordTroepfchen will take everything on the ground and I´ll take the spacebattle. -----signature----- Proud Apprentice of Sey Member of the "Triumvirate" - GM of Collapsing Galaxy Eydan Skorne in "128 ABY", Yorrel in "Fools Gamble", Venda Ra (deceased) in "128ABY", Hespar Kessler in "128ABY" Member of the GDG, CDG, Senator of the IKFC
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Sarge221 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 10/31/07 7:08am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	IC: Tenk Qatar Bakura, Ondian Mountains, Caves I don't think the platoon would do very well, even if I did call them in, Tenk thought to himself as his tour of the caves continued. There were thousands of people here, preparing for battle or just working on equipment. This wasn't some kind of simple camp of angry protestants, this was like how the Rebellion was years ago during their fight against the Galactic Empire. "Neewz arrived," spoke a large Ssi-ruuk - Resslek -, and Tenk couldn't help but blink his one eye in surprise at his somewhat limited knowledge of Basic. "Not Prime. Confedaraasssi." Tenk looked at the hologram that the Ssi-ruuk produced and immediately recognized the ships that manifested themselves within the hologram. Quasar Fire-class carriers and Defender-class Star Destroyer. A little outdated like most Confederacy ships were, but it was a force nonetheless, which puzzled Tenk. From the last report he received, this was basically all that the Confederacy had left. Why send them to Bakura? Was this just some kind of vain attempt to make sure the Galactic Alliance didn't receive more allies, or was something mroe going on? "So, these are the allies of the Prime Minister." Tenk was interrupted from his thoguhts at the voice and he turned around to face the speaker, which was a young, blond-haired woman. If her clothing was any hint, it seemed that she was the leader around here. Was this Isaja? "I am Isaja. And I guess, these men have come with you, haven´t they?" Looks like he was right, but the small satisfaction of identifying the leader didn't last long as Tenk's only visible eye widened, his heart seeming to stop for a moment as he was shown a hologram. There was the shuttle, the same shuttle that he had left Talia before venturing into the mountains. As for the pilot herself, she was knelt on the ground, the men that Tenk had thoguht were on his side surrounding the shuttle. And behind Talia, a robed figure that Tenk immediately recognized: Jensaarai. That was all Tenk was able to see before the hologram ended. "So, you have come to find me and they should then finish the job? Take his lightsaber." Despite being faced against seven Ssi-ruuk with blasters pointed at him, Tenk bent his knees either way, his hands nearing his lightsabers, the Force gathering around him as he prepared for a possible fight. He didn't move yet, however, didn't draw his weapons or lash out with the Force. Instead, he glanced over at Trak to see his reaction to this before he decided to react. Tenk wasn't going to kid himself. Inside a rebel base with thousands of possible enemies, a so-called Master that, even without his lightsaber, could make things much harder, and his cavalry plan had just got launched into the sun from a torpedo tube. His actions were kind of limited at the moment, and the Knight desperately tried to think of something as he waited for a sign to do something. TAG: Fins, SonofZeus -----signature----- "Jesus Christ! Who opened The Butcher door!?" -Random Diablo Player, moments before his head meets the cleaver.
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Darth_Sabith Registered: Oct '06	Date Posted: 10/31/07 7:09am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	IC: Darth Ra'ziel Space: Sith friget The sith spawn sat there looking out into the endless lines of Hyperspace. As far as he knew the droid was taking him to the world he had selected. A world he knew nothing about yet he did felt as though something was pulling him there. Here in Hyperspace he could no longer feel the energies of those he had fleed and nor did he now what would become of there battle. "Lord Bane" spoke the spawn as he called upon the darkside to activate the holocron once more. Again the blue figure of Lord Bane stood before him. The creature that had once attack him had been placed into a cage in the cargo hold and for now it seemed to be at peace. 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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DREAMSTAR Registered: Apr '06	Date Posted: 10/31/07 10:01am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	IC – Nirooth Vayland/ Black Squadron Vayland jumped out of hyperspace above Roon. For a long moment, he just looked at the enemy fleet, just floating in orbit. Seven gigantic destroyers, with full fighter complement. “Blast it! They just couldn’t make it easy; could they?” The distance between the fleets closed as hundreds of missiles came screaming from their launch tubes, like so many deadly predators, seeking only to destroy their prey. Behind them, Tie Raptors came in tight formations, more than ready to kill all that were in their path. “Kimera, grid and target all Raptors along projected flight path,” Vayland said to the sophisticated on-board computer. This computer is standard to all Trilion gunboats. “Fifty-two Raptors along the Squadron’s projected flight path,” the computer’s AI responded quickly. Vayland quickly took the information and sent each gunboat the targets closest to them. Vayland pressed the com, “Squadrons One and Two,with me” as he hit the full thrusters, heading directly for the oncoming missiles. “Squadron One, Ready proton torpedoes in groups of two and open fire.” Missiles began spewing out of Vayland’s gunboats. Within twelve seconds half of Squadron One’s missiles had launched. “Squadron One, detonate all missiles,” Vayland commanded. “But Sir, they haven’t reached the Raptors yet,” Alpha Seven interjected. “You’re not aiming for the Raptors,” Vayland said hastily. “Now detonate.” With a brilliant light, 80 proton torpedoes exploded, setting off a chain reaction as hundreds of the enemy’s missiles exploded. The effect created a wall of fire, hiding the trillion gunboats from the enemy for precious seconds. “This is Black Leader to all ships, Target Raptors. All weapons ready.” As the flashes of light subsided, Vayland’s gunboats opened fire on the Raptors at less than two hundred meters. The gunboats were in tight formation, making the most of their overlapping shields. For Vayland and the rest of his Squadron, the battle for Roon had begun. TAG – to be continued Fin, Lord T, Master Ponda -----signature----- Tell me of your greatest fear, so I will know what I must force you to face. Tell me what you cherish most, so I will know what to take from you. And tell me what you crave, so that I might deny you
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blubeast1237 Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 10/31/07 2:18pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	Morcanth, interesting idea, Fin. I don't know much about it, but it is supposed to be in the Unknown Regions, right? Thank you, nice update. Aquaris Asan Morcanth Morcanth. Out of all the world to sit them on, the Alliance had chosen this rock, but part of Aqua was content and silently happy. It meant his sister wouldn't be in too much danger here and he could relax in watching over her. Jade could defend herself, she had often screamed so and got angry at him for being overprotective, which he wasn't. But knowing that he didn't have to worry about random blaster bolts or igniting blades around her made him slightly more comfortable. The small team that she had been given was suitable, they could handle themselves if they needed too, so that was also a plus. There wasn't time for imbeciles during these years. The planet was also safe, despite somethings he had been worried about beforehand, but had eventually passed after Jade had kept shaking her head after finding no signs of animal life so far. There had been a small village a few miles back in an open area before the jungle, but it was only a small settlement, probably meant for colonization in oncoming years that had been disrupted by the war, so these people had been somewhat been left to out in the open to fend for themselves, which they had done with surprising effectiveness. Aquaris was perched up in a tree, quietly watching his sister work, which was something he could watch for hours, and had before. The Commander asked him was there anything wrong. In truth, Aquaris had been sensing something for the past couple of minutes, but knew better then to alarm everyone, which would make it harder to concentrate with their wild emotions. Focusing alittle harder, trying to amplify the white light that kept blinking on and off at a distance. "Yes, there is something. Jade, get your stuff ready to go." Jumping down from the tree and slinging his bag over his shoulder and onto his back. "Aqua, its probably just something from the past. You remember what you told me about how you might feel occurences from the past, occasionally. Calm down." Jade said, shaking her head and continuing to take notes. Folding his arms and shrugging, Aqua looked at the commander. "I'm going to suggest you guys go ahead and head that direction," Indicating the west with a strong gesture of his hand. "When she gets like this, there's no convincing her, at least without force. We'll be along shortly." "Don't make me sound like a bantha, Aqua. You're the one that's been acting weird this entire trip." "It wasn't my choice to come here and its literally in the middle of nowhere. I don't like it, and I told you so before we even got here." They continued to argue as the Commander led his group in the direction that Aqua had given. Tag: Fin -----signature----- "Conquest is made of the ashes of one's enemies." The 1237 Holler Jabb-Awoc-Deez-Nuts Jedi Knight of the New Jedi Trials
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LordTroepfchen Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 10/31/07 6:42pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	OOC: Second part is purely written by TheSithGirly who will reprise he role as Asaja Morine for the scene. Roon The Sphere “As long as you and I shall live, you will be remembered. But the time for your death is fast approaching. I know you can see it. You try to hide behind the power of the Sphere, but it is inevitable that your life is forfeit.” Tython Ternetek´s voice thundered through the Sphere and Darth Atavus head. Darth Atavus replied nothing at first. He only hissed into the darkness. “My reign has just begun, Master. You are the one not seeing it. You are only another sacrifice on my path to ascendancy,” He roared into the darkness. And his anger strengthened his grip on the darkside even. The Sphere responded to it, giving him more of it´s unending power. As he concentrated on the battle above. Then it hit him. A dark wave of mental energy. The Sphere responded. Dimming the intrusion, warping arund him, as the wave hit his mind. With a scream he pulled his hands to his head. The Darkside of the construct had protected him from the damage the attack could have doe, but the effect of the attack was even worse. He felt, what he had thought impossible to feel. Vulnerable. His illusion of invincibility hadvbeen broken for a moment. And an even loader roar of anger filled the obsidian stone of the Sphere, making the fortress itself tremble with his anger. Then he fell silent, his concentration failed for only a moment, before his laughter rang through the force to the bridge of the Intruder. “So there is darkness in you, Master. And darkness is mine on Roon. Yours. HERS!” He hissed and they both knew about whom they were thinking. Not bothering to return the attack he concentrated on the young Jedi Admiral. On Kira Romar. Calling to her. To the darkness within´ her . . . with a wave of violent strength. “You couldn´t stop me then, you can´t now. You know that!” He whispered into the darkness. And his thoughts joined Master Teranteks, It had been long ago, the two ancient masters of the force had met. Long ago indeed. But it was a meeting never forgotten by any of them. ~ About 200 years before: Nar Shadaa ~ Asaja Morine watched the Z-95 of her old master land in the hangar she had chosen for their reunion. Her young Padawan, wearing his brown Jedi Robes stood next to her. Cilarn had been a good boy, but she had regretted bringing him here, as she had realized how great the danger was, she had to face. It was one of their own, who had spread death and darkness over the smuggler moon. So violently, even the Hutt´s had pleaded for he help. A unique moment of cooperation between the Jedi Order and the Hutt Council. As he cockpit opened she watched Tython Terantek unwind fro his seat and drop to the ground. Stepping to him, wearing her grey and white robes she had once been given by him, she bowed deeply. “Master, good to see you again.” She smiled. Feeling relief to see the ancient Jedi come to her help. “This is my Padawan, Cilarn. I think you two haven't met, yet. He has helped me and did so like a true Jedi.” She smiled and felt the young boy´s pride. Pride that was his weakness. But she gave him the moment of triumph without further comment. He had deserved it. She waited until the two had introduced, then she turned to Master Terantek. Her black hair tied back, her lightsaber, a unique weapon, hanging from her belt. But her blue eyes showed how worried she was. A great supporter of peaceful resolve, she knew such things had limits. Limits the young Hoole might test, when confronted. The boy had become a great tragedy. “I am sure Master Yoda has told you what we know, already. The man who has murdered these slavers, who has wiped out their whole colony is no other then Padawan Hoole, I am afraid. The Padawan of the late Master Anjoune.” She explained. Anjoune had been a great Jedi Master, old but wise and with a keen mind. As exceptional, as his Padawan had been said to be. The two had hunted the Jeloni Raiders, a brutal band of space-bandits, for over two years. And finally destroyed their small fleet over Nar Casoun. A Hutt colony under attack be the Jeloni. While the galaxy had given the Master most of the praise, within the Order the word had spread that it had actually been the miraculous ability of his Padawan that had saved their cruiser from the superior force of the enemy. Through an ability that had not surfaced in any Jedi in over a century. Battle Meditation. In it´s true, natural form. A technique not learned but more bestowed by the force itself on certain Jedi over the time. Many great Jedi had been known to have this gift. And great things had been expected of the young Hoole, too. When events had taken a tragic twist. His Master and him had been lured into a trap by the remaining Jeloni and captured. Whatever had happened then, had lead to a chain o events resulting in Master Asoune´s death and the genocide on millions of Jeloni on Casadian III. A mining colony, used as their homebase. Children and old had been murdered alike and first investigations had been done by Asaja Morine herself. Leading to a shocking conclusion. It had been Anjoune´s own Padawan committing this slaughter. “We have followed the young Hoole here. And our contacts say, He has appointed a meeting with a local gang-leader in the space-port district. In tower 413.” She said and nodded. “In about an hour.” She sighed in deep regret. The boy had been the ideal of a young Jedi. Brave but humble. Intelligent and disciplined. Now she and her old Master would have the mission to bring him back to the council, where he would have to take responsibility for his actions. “We must assume the Jeloni-Enclave in the deeper levels are his target. The last population of Jeloni left by his crusade. They are mostly families. Many have left the violent ways of their people. Something I am afraid no longer of any importance to the boy.” She said with deep concern in her voice. “Let us hope the presence of a council member will make him see reason.” She only added and walked towards the exit of the hangar with her former Master. Tag: Nicklityouaflame, TheSithGirly, SirakRomar (for Roon-part) OOC: Update for all comes tomorrow. then the ground-battle will begin, too. -----signature----- Member of the "German-Triumvirate", GDG, CDG Wolf Sazen, Darth Wyyrlok & Darth Imperi on 128 ABY . . . the game I love . . . Don´t ask about the "Nick". I lost a bet! I don´t talk about it.! Most Dramatic RPer AND Scariest GM Summer-Awards 2007 - OH MY!
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DarkLordoftheFins Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 10/31/07 6:51pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	OOC: Update for the battle tomorrow. And then I will reintroduce the Unknown Terror chars, as far as they have responded to my mails. LordTroepfchen and myself have decided that we have with the new "joiners" reached the critical mass of player´s we can GM without having the quality suffer. So for now . . . we won´t accept any new players. Sorry for those who considered it. Great posts everyone again. Actually I get used to ingenious posts . . . so keep the quality up! Fin -----signature----- Proud Apprentice of Sey Member of the "Triumvirate" - GM of Collapsing Galaxy Eydan Skorne in "128 ABY", Yorrel in "Fools Gamble", Venda Ra (deceased) in "128ABY", Hespar Kessler in "128ABY" Member of the GDG, CDG, Senator of the IKFC
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Apadamek Registered: Jul '07	Date Posted: 10/31/07 8:34pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	IC Rahaya Carrios Saboath Destroyer "It was an honor simply to serve Lord Gorda" Rahaya had to admit she was surprised by Klessek's ruthlessness and seeming uncaring. Then again she considered, these fools had defied the hutt's, and those who did that deserved only death. As the captain explained the plan she nodded at the right points, it would be an interesting battle. The plan was well thought out and Rahaya had to admit she was impressed by Klessek's tactical and strategic ability. So he was to kill the rest while she took on the military, a good fight for all. The hutt told her of how she was to kill many lizards, she smiled "death is all they deserve." She nodded to Klessek to show her admiration of the plan. "an Impressive plan, I look forward to help executing it." Tag: Fin
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DarkLordoftheFins Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 11/1/07 4:53am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy - Date Edited: 11/1/07 4:53am (1 edits total) Edited By: DarkLordoftheFins
	Roon The Battle in Space As the torpedo-wave hit the two warheads shot on Sae Kya´s order an huge explosion illuminated the space and in an orange cloud of plasma-fire several imperial warheads disappeared. The Jedi and their Red-Squadron had little time to triumph, for their enemy was over them, a second later. Swarms of Tie-Raptors hit their formation, as the two waves of starfighter´s met in space. A deadly impact costing both sides a few hundreds of their ships, exploding in the uncontrolled load of fire both sides spit at each other. And while the first Battle-Group closed in on the Empire´s blockading forces, lead by the Scythe-Class Golden Age and moving at maximum speed, the left flank of the Empire was undefended. Enough for group spearhead to charge towards the planet at maximum speed. Protected by the Black Squadron of Trilon Gunboats and two Squadrons of Crossfires, Yellow-Alpha and Beta, the massive ships hurried to pass the deadly black destroyers of the Empire. Captain Vayland had ordered a swarm of their huge torpedo contingent to be thrown against the still nearing wave of torpedo´s. A great price, but with an devastating effect on the nearing warheads. On the left flank not a single torpedo made it through the barricade of unloading proton-energy. Some pilots yelled in celebration, as they saw how well Captain Vaylands plan had worked. A short lived joy, as the cloud vanished again, as a hundred and twenty Tie-Raptors swarmed into their ranks firing wildly at the Spearhead-Group. The first two of the landing vessels had nevertheless made it through and were now dropping into the atmosphere with great speed. Right to the place the Sith called sector 27 . . . Red-Squadron The Jedi followed Kira Romar into the thick of battle, where hundreds of Tie-Raptors used their incredible ability to maneuver in smallest spaces to cut off single pilots from their squadrons and destroy them. Dash Himou gasped out, as a Raptor almost collided and pushed the trigger again, destroying another Raptor who was on his way to get to Kira Romar´s aft. He felt the pressure like all other Jedi, but more than that he felt the darkness directed at Romar. She changed from brilliant, hard-to-follow maneuvers to a style like a drunk. Luck and the force alone had kept her alive so far. While Natralik and Jedi Kya tried to follow the Red-Squadron into the melt of the two forces, reaching for their Jedi General. Not as easy, as Jedi Kya had announced his plan, as the three wing-pairs that had followed them received a blinking alarm. Two Squadrons of Tie-Raptors had come into their back and where now hunting them. "About twenty on 6,00!" Jedi Randall Brien yelled into the com and began whirling his fighter out of their corridor of fire. Tag: Sinrebirth, SirakRomar, LordTroepfchen -----signature----- Proud Apprentice of Sey Member of the "Triumvirate" - GM of Collapsing Galaxy Eydan Skorne in "128 ABY", Yorrel in "Fools Gamble", Venda Ra (deceased) in "128ABY", Hespar Kessler in "128ABY" Member of the GDG, CDG, Senator of the IKFC
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DarkLordoftheFins Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 11/1/07 4:59am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	OOC: Second Part, needed splitting to post . . . Black-Squadron Captain Vayland had suspected the imperial´s to come shortly after their torpedoes to hide in their shadows, but he had surely not expected so many. This were more than even six full compliments of fighters . . . obviously the planet had it´s own military resources thrown at them. Dodging a Tie-Raptor whirling at him, burning he saw two wings break through at the left side, were Black 5 was taking heavy damage. Another Wing dodged the laser-fire of their canons of two Trilons and neared from the side, accelerating while doing so. These pilots weren´t the ordinary imperials, they were the best the Empire had to offer. Something Minati painfully realized, as their first wave of fighters easily dodged the laser-barricade she and her second gunner had placed. She saw the wing of attackers coming from her side. To many to shot them down all. But something would needed to be done about them . . . Tag: Dreamstar, Master-Ponda Group One The Scythe-Class Cruisers pushed themselves through space with maximum speed. Right besides them the Sabertooth escorts. The distance until fire could be opened melted away with every anticipated second. Aboard the Nox Aracana, the Woltarians and their human crew-men ran around, preparing for the clash of the two space forces, as the remains of the torpedo wave hit their fleet element. Of two hundred warheads, thanks to the Jedi, only 29 had made it through, but Sarge Parvail, Captain of the vessel could only marvel, as they hit the fleet. Every torpedo was a direct hit, not only burning into the armor of the huge Scythe-Class ships, but hitting some essential system. It was an impossible accuracy, with which they had been shot. The Scythe-Class Evenacence was hit especially hard and lost speed, burning from various wounds. It´s escort, the Sabertooth Forgotten Reason vanished in a ball of fire, as five warheads hit it simoultaneously. Something was very, very wrong with these Imperials. No crew, not matter how long it had drilled or trained could shot so precise. "Admiral Vale to Group One, stay on course, weapon range in five seconds." The commander of the fleet yelled through the com. And the Nox Arcana prepared for their first round of attack. They had sided the Monitor, a Sabertooth-Frigate ordered to the first line of attack. Tag: GenOochy OOC: All others, coming later today . . . Congratulations to all winners of the Autumn Awards! Well deserved every single one of them! And congratulations to you all . . . well us all . . . and all players and participants of the sister-game . . . for the 128 ABY Best SW Game award! This is for you, guys. For you make it happening! -----signature----- Proud Apprentice of Sey Member of the "Triumvirate" - GM of Collapsing Galaxy Eydan Skorne in "128 ABY", Yorrel in "Fools Gamble", Venda Ra (deceased) in "128ABY", Hespar Kessler in "128ABY" Member of the GDG, CDG, Senator of the IKFC
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SonofZeus Registered: Jun '07	Date Posted: 11/1/07 6:24am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	Jouron Trak, Cave of the Ondian Mountains, Bakura Master Trak only raised his hand and stepped before the younger Jedi. "Enough, Isaja. I understand how conscious we must be of the security of you, but Tenk Qatar is not a threat." He said and nodded to the Srii-Ruuk who handed him his lightsaber. The reptiles were aggressive and paranoid. The alliance with them had been to a high price and Jouron Trak knew it would be Bakura´s next crisis as soon as this one had been survived. "He has been working for the Prime Minister." Isaja coldly replied, raising her hand, so her "guards" did not attack. "Haven´t we all at some point . . . worked for your father?" Jouron replied. And one could see the impact of the statement. "I surely have been fooled by him." He then said. Looking at Tenk. "He is an enemy of the Sith and the Confederacy. Both having their hands in the plot to enslave your world. Your Empire. If we want to succeed we will need is help." Jouron took Tenk´s lightsaber and handed it back to the young Jedi Knight. "And why do you think he will ehlp us?" Isaja demanded, but did not interfere. Despite her cold appearance, it was obvious in the force, she trusted the Jedi Master. Jouron Trak looked straight into Tenk Qatar´s eyes. Then smiled a sad, dry smile. "Because he is a Jedi. That´s what he is living for." Jouron said. And nodded. Obviously waiting for Tenk to say something about it. Tag: Sarge221, Fin (took a bit of Isaja)
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GenOochy Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 11/1/07 8:20am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy - Date Edited: 11/1/07 8:20am (1 edits total) Edited By: GenOochy
	-----signature----- http://swfanon.wikia.com/wiki/Category:Wolatarians "..We've got the Empire, now as then. We don't doubt; we don't take direction.. ..Lucretia, my reflection. Dance the ghost with me.."
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Master_Ponta Registered: Feb '03	Date Posted: 11/1/07 8:21am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	IC: It could definitely be said that Minati had her hands full... perhaps too full. While her transfer had been quick and unexpected she had thankfully managed to obtain a copy of the schematics of this Trilion gunboat and had in part busied herself with the reading while she had waited for Captain Vayland. At least she had managed to learn how the turrets worked, for indeed, these weren’t ordinary. For a moment, things were looking good. As the explosion went off she mentally prepared herself for the attack afterwards. Now as she sat looking out through the view screen, however, something cold pricked the back of her neck. There’s so many... She had also realized that these fighter’s were among the best human fighters she had seen in her many years of combat, making them a larger threat than they ordinarily would have been. “This is Black Leader to all ships, Target Raptors. All weapons ready.” She nodded, that was simple enough. Now she was beginning to see why Captain Vayland had asked her if she knew how to use these guns, though she wasn’t about to go tell him that. The most difficult thing for her was to figure out what this blasted computer expected her to say. Once already she had been met with the monotone “initiate fire pattern” after trying to give Kamera commands. She had growled and tried again, and she finally felt confident with it. She now ordered the computer to target one of the Tie raptors on her left and, seeing that the range was no longer a problem, began firing. It was moments like these that made her reconsider her occupation... Tag: Dreamstar, GM OOC: More is coming later. -----signature----- The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed.
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