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Sarge221 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 11/1/07 8:36am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	IC: Tenk Qatar Bakura, Ondian Mountains, Cave Despite Jouron[/] stepping in front of him, Tenk remained in his knee-bent stance. If this [b]Isaja decided to continue anyway - she seemed to be the leader in all this afterall - then Tenk would use the temporary cover that Jouron was directly or indirectly giving him by standing in front of him to make a run for it. A thought struck him and he thought about his explosives that he still had, distractions as well as diplomatic tools that could be well used in a situation like this. A hand drifted to his pack that held the devices but didn't grab them just yet as Jouron and Isaja had their little conversation. "Haven´t we all at some point . . . worked for your father?" Tenk raised a brow at that in clear interest of that tidbit of info and he glanced back at Isaja. Things suddenly made a whole lot of sense. "Because he is a Jedi. That´s what he is living for." Tenk looked back at Jouron as the two's conversation came to an end and, after a moment, he slowly relaxed from his stance and stood straight again. "I suppose that means that I can have my pilot back in one piece," replied Tenk, concerned about Talia. Course, thinking of Talia and the hologram that he last saw her in reminded him of another interesting factor: the Jensaarai that had been there as well. The last he had heard, the Jensaarai were part of the Confederacy and, thus, the Empire. Tenk would know considering he had killed one during the debacle at Varonat. Was this a rogue Jensaarai? Why was he helping these people? Tenk may have to keep an eye on that one until he had some proof of intentions. TAG: Fins, SonofZeus -----signature----- "Oh crap! Who opened The Butcher door!?" -Random Diablo Player, moments before his head meets the cleaver. "He said stun! He wasn't going to hurt you! He said stun!" T_T -Stormtrooper, right after Leia kills his buddy who had said to set to stun.
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SonofZeus Registered: Jun '07	Date Posted: 11/1/07 11:12am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	Jouron Trak, The Cave in the Ondian Mountains, Bakura The Jedi Master sighed. "You have misunderstood, Jedi Qatar. These men have been send to kill Isaja. They donßt work for us. They work for the Prime Minister. Our spies had just spotted them, when they attacked your . . . pilot." He said, feeling the pilot was more to the young Jedi than an officer under his command. a friend maybe. At least friends he thought. I am sorry. They have her, now." He said and pointed to the Jensaari. "And as it looks they . . . are the confederacy." Then he turned back to Isaja. "So, we have six Squadrons of Bakura Defenders and the ships of the Srii-Ruuk as soon as we find a way to contact them. Hardly enough to beat the Prime Ministers and the Confederacies fleet." He sighed. "Do we have anything like a plan?" He asked, looking to the Ssi-Ruuk and then to the young woman. Tag: Sarge221, Fin
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Sarge221 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 11/1/07 1:23pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	IC: Tenk Qatar Bakura, Ondian Mountains, Cave "I am sorry. They have her, now." Well that made sense about the Jensaarai then. However, the realization didn't give Tenk any comfort. Instead, Tenk's fist clenched as he gritted his teeth, a sudden bit of anger sprouting up within him that was directed at only one person: himself. Talia was caught, and by the Confederacy of all people, and it was Tenk's fault. He had been too slow to contact her, should've told her to run and hide when he had first met Jouron until he got it all sorted out on who was really the bad guy and who was the good guy. Hell, he shouldn't have believed the Minister in the first place, should've been prepared for another backstab just in case. He had blundered again, and the only thing that stopped this from being worse then the near catastrophe at Kiffu was that the casualities weren't piling up...at least not yet. As Jouron started speaking about a plan of action, Tenk silently stood back as he tried to think of his own. TAG: Fins, SonofZeus -----signature----- "Oh crap! Who opened The Butcher door!?" -Random Diablo Player, moments before his head meets the cleaver. "He said stun! He wasn't going to hurt you! He said stun!" T_T -Stormtrooper, right after Leia kills his buddy who had said to set to stun.
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LordTroepfchen Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 11/1/07 1:24pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	OOC: I am sorry to all, but can´t update tonight. I am suffering from a terrible migrene (right word?). Get´s me once or twice a year. Tomorrow morning CET I will have the whole update online, including everything you send me Fin. Introducing UT-characters and beginning ground battle. Sorry for the delay. I am ashamed! LordT -----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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KraytDragon90 Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 11/1/07 2:52pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	OOC: Right word, as long as you are referring to a massive headache. Hope you feel better soon! -----signature----- Naur En' Uuiana--Soul of Fire "Well I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me." ~Can't stop the signal~
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GenOochy Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 11/1/07 3:29pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	OOC: Fin: The Evanescence backed up by the Nox Arcana? I'm liking this. ^_^ If I could be flying along side the Bauhaus, the Siouxsie, and the Silentium as well, you'd make my day. Though GAJ may take offense. =P IC: Sage Parvil and the Nox Arcana Silhouetted against the backdrop of space, the small Vandar Mk. IV bomber streaked towards the defense of the Republic Fleet. Her larger cannons fired proxy-fused HE shells at thousands of kilometers an hour to intercept incoming torpedoes. The smaller 37mm cannons sent an erratic trail of fire that ended in a furry of small explosions, targeting warheads and fighters. On the bridge of the Nox Arcana, the outside battle was hidden from view, except from holographic displays. The early Vandar Bombers, like the Nox Arcana, had no windows, which were points of weakness in its armor. Controls and flight commands were mostly handled by computer with constant input from the crew. Targets was controlled from two nodes, one manned by Lt. Asur Irith, the other by a human. They selected commands of prioritizing targets, which the computer would then drive the guns to engage the nearby targets. It required a furry of inputs, and constant alertness to make sure the ever changing battlescape was being exploited to their best interest. The guns jerked and moved erratically under the commands from the weapon controllers, with burst of fire spraying out in glowing orange streams of burning embers. The vessel rocked and vibrated with a deep thrum every time the guns went off. On the centre display, the impacts of the torpedoes on the hull of one of the Scythe-class cruisers. The massive vessel was slowed from the force of the impacts and began to drift off, fires erupting from the hulls. "Whoa! The Evanescence just took a volley." Said Sage. "Move us to cover her. Put the computer on priority target of incoming torpedoes with a trajectory towards her. Lt. Talulla spun in place and dialing in commands to the centre computer to change the vessel's direction. The bomber rotated and thrusters fired to change her heading, the flag strapped to the top antenna sloshed back and forth, almost as if waving, though it wasn't in the vacuum of space. The Frigate Monitor was moving for an attack run, and the Nox Arcana held position near her, still keeping cover on the wounded cruiser. "Admiral Vale to Group One, stay on course, weapon range in five seconds." Came a voice over the comm. Sage inserted a safety key into the fire control panel, arming the dozen concussion missiles slung under the bomber's belly. "Mark in four, three, two, one, MARK!" Said Sage and Irith released the concussion missiles and the large 65mm cannons began a steady fire rate of HE rounds towards the Imperial vessels. The missiles dropped from their slings and launched forward in a formation, billowing white smoke. Each began a gentle wave back and forth to discourage anti-warhead fire from finding its mark. TAG: Fin -----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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NickLitYouAFlame Registered: Feb '07	Date Posted: 11/1/07 6:05pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy - Date Edited: 11/1/07 6:07pm (2 edits total) Edited By: NickLitYouAFlame
	~About 200 years before: Nar Shaddaa~ IC: Tython Terentatek Nar Shaddaa Tython moved to follow his old apprentice. He used the Hutt practice of moving his tail in a fashion that propelled him forward and was called “walking”. “I sense that the boy will be difficult to turn. His condition was talked about a lot, in the Council. He was hungry for power and that kind of hunger is nigh impossible to quell.” Tython brought forth from his memory the layout of Nar Shaddaa, he had mapped out the planet in an attempt to thwart the many criminals he had chased through the streets. His mind clicked on a familiar location and he pushed on. Tag: TheSithGirly -----signature----- I don't know.
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Vector_Alpha Registered: Jan '07	Date Posted: 11/1/07 9:47pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	OOC: I'll try to post ASAP but this week has been crazy. A 22-page quasi-paper, a 7-page essay, lots of reading, and two all-nighters (Monday and Wednesday nights) seperated by a night of 16 hours of sleep.
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Sinrebirth Title: SWC Galactic Senate Host Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 11/2/07 9:24am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	IC: Sae Kya Natralik grew doubtful in the Force, that much Sae Kya could sense, and he opened the channel between them. "Don't worry, Natralik. I am with you, and the Force is your ally. All of it. Even the darkness has it's uses." Randall Brien called out, and Sae Kya twisted in his seat to look back, saw twenty Predators. "Padawan, I'll hold position, and you carry on. I'll pick off the Predators on your tail." Switching to reverse as blaster fire dotted around him, Kya winced as his belt tugged into his neck. The Predators mostly soared past, chasing Natralik and others, a few shots grazing Kya. Flicking back on his engines as a Predator spat fire at him, as he was now a stationary target, he dipped his nose so that the shots flicked up, into another Predator's shields. Blinded from the glare, the Predator slammed into another fighter. Letting a smile play across his lips, Sae fired at the force pursuing Natralik and the others, abandoning slow shots for a stream of fire, aiming for as many of the Predators as possible, hoping to kill as many as possible. Occasional shots hit him, random fire, but his shields were fine. He couldn't see Kira anymore. What he did see, however, was the other end of the furball; the Imperial fleet. TAG: Lord, Fin -----signature----- CE's Sinre, now - for good reasons, I promise you all! Sey's Sinre The First Canon Apologist The Missing Chapters of LotF: Invincible http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=28933751&brd=10477&start=29297240
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LordTroepfchen Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 11/2/07 6:39pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy - Date Edited: 11/2/07 6:40pm (1 edits total) Edited By: LordTroepfchen
	Unknown Regions Space Sector 255 A week had passed since Master Nejeco and Warmaster Choka had met Laatxiin Kiar and High Prefect Krell in the great Temple of Yun Yuuzhan. Five days ago they had meet Yosiin, the Jawa Jedi and had identified at least a small portion of what seemed to be a new and unknown threat to the Yuuzhan Vong. The brother of High Prefect Dukar Krell himself had been shown by a holorecording to preach, or speak to a colony that had ony hours later been abandoned. Something the Yuuzhan Vong could be blamed for, serving as an excuse to the greater powers of the region to attack htem once more. But the Jedi had felt an even greater danger behind this. Something was in the force. Something they hadn´t identified yet. But it was there and it was connected the abandoned colony. Their only lead had been a rumor. Sector 255, a part of space not even fully charted and explored had been the source of several reports of strange ships and also the origin of several incidents, many involving a race known as Tofs, that had lead to abandoned ships near the System. The Warship of the Warmaster Nas Choka had now spent two full days in the unhabited part of space. Nothing had happened. There was a metroid-field and two plaents who did not support an atmosphere. On the beginning of their third day, they found a ship. A small one. It was obviously a freighter and as they entered a small loose asteroid belt with him, he tried to hide. With a trick, that would surely have owrked, would they have had ordinary sensors. But not with the grown technology they used. “He is behind the huge rock floating to our left.” The Captain of the vessel, Qelog Kaal, reported to the Warmaster. “Probably a spy.” He then added and looked at Shaper Kiar. He mistrusted the Shaper. He mistrusted all that were invovled with the High Prefect. But this one, a former warrior turned. “Turned” as if the destiny of one Yuuzhan Vong, handed to him by the gods, could be converted. It was disgusting to Kaal. And he never made a secret of it. Deeper inside the ship the small Jawa Yosiin and the much taller, muscular Barabel Jedi Master Bosa Nejeco meditated. There was still much the force had not yet revealed. Many pathways lay before these two Jedi and their order in special and had not yet been explored. The return of the Sith echoed in the force, as thei revealed darkness spreaded everywhere in the force. Even here in the unknown regions, where there was no known presence of them. Then again, they had build their rival order over a hundred years, unknown. Who could say, where they would surface, next. The vanishing of colonies was another question. Related to the force in some way, nothing could be lovcated, spelled out r even explored within the living energy. But it was their. Always outside the focus of the two Jedi, lurking on them. The two hadn´t given up, anyway. Untied in a melt they had tried to dive deeper into the force to unravel the mystery that they were here to investigate. Obviously that had been the force will. The moment Warmaster Choka received he news of the small freighter hiding, they felt ripples in the force. A trmebling in the living energy, that turned into something threatening. Something dangerous was out there. Nearby. And it knew they were there. Tag: Mitt-Fisto, Sinrebirth, Saintheart, SWBob OOC: Welcome to Collapsing Galaxies, boys Ryloth Kala´Forn What had been menat as a diversion by Jedi Romar had caused the outbreak of a civil war on Ryloth. As several clans had resigned the alliance with the confederacy and imperial soldiers had arrived to provide assistance in their rebellion, the remaining loyalists to the Confederacy had layed siege to their cities. A desperate move, leading to their downfall in time. And, as Ebol Ka´Shak knew, to their enslavment. As his master had planned. The great Darth Imperi had played this planet like a piano. Playing out Clan against Clan. Borther against Brother. And finally as about to take her price. Whil she herself remained abscent- Perfect plans needed no corrections.Her presence would have been a waste of time. No, for the oversight of her doings she had old Ebol. Perhaps he would get the little red one as a reward, even. Talon. He had planned to ask his Master, when his success had been complete. Smiling about that as he looked odwn from his balcony to see the besieged army, he tried to feel the force. A man of little force-potential, he nevertheless had some. He hoped one day, even he would be trained as a Sith. This days, he felt the force easily. Surprising so. Nervously concentrating, he became suddenly aware of the reason for it. The force itself, concentrated around him. Not only the force, he felt the chilly touch of the Darkside. Grinning, as he relaized how asy it was to him to touch it now, he felt the unsettling ripples coming from him. Then there was pain. Like somebody had cut into his body with a blade of energy. He fell to his knees and screamed. When a second wave came to him. It repeated and repeated, until his body lay lifeless on he balcony. Beneath armies marched against the city. Roon Beneath the Sphere They. They new him. They had found him, trapped in their darkness. Their darkness, for they were it´s origins. They watched him. In their language their was no laughter. They regretted that. Because such a precious gft had been given to them. He now belonged to THEM. As darkness embraced Aruw´n Bonadan again, he found himself in a cage. The same cage, he had been so many years ago. On Ryloth, in theh ands of brutal slavers who would sell him to the highest bidder or, as it had been the case with his mothe,r use him up. Elob Ka´Shak was dead. Wasn´t he? He had died. Somehow. Many others had. Even more were sold. Now only two dozens of them remaining in two huge cages. Wouldn´t they be sold soon, they would left to starve. Their survival no longer promising profit. A fate they all had accepted. Even small Aruw´n had understood the death awaiting him. And then a hooded man appeared in the camp. Asking questions . . . looking for slaves. A man wearing a lightsaber, hooded. After the middle of the day he was lead to the cage. By the guard who enjoyed it so much to watch the slaves die. The lightsaber was shining in the sunlight. The man kneelt down, until he sat diectly before Aruw´n. And the young Twi´lek gasped out in surprise. Like everything he had expereinced through the last days, he had felt living a dream for every second. Living a life already written. But the man. Shouldn´t he be a Jedi? The fanged grin of the red-faced man intimidating. His face was covered with black tattoos. “Hello little one.” He grinned. Then his face became cold again. “You know that you are special, don´t you? Very special. And as you are special, so is your suffering, little boy. It can be felt. It is everywhere.” He smiled. “They have done terrible things to you, haven´t they?” He looked at the imposing guard next to him, and the man held his throat. “Tell me Aruw´n. Do you want me to kill them? All of them?” The guard collapsed at his side. Tag: Darth_bojangles Shuttle, leaving the Planet The blueish projection of Lord Bane hissed. “Again, try harder!” He spitted out, obviously frustrated by the difficulties of training a Sithspawn. “Concentrate, reach into the darkness, incarnate it, until you can feel the tension slipping and then . . . “ He waited until the Sithspawn had done as he was told, then he spitted out. “UNLEASH IT!” He yelled and Raziel saw blue lightning build around his fingers. Before he could direct it, it vanished again. “Goode, my young apprentice. Now repeat. Repeat and repeat, until you have perfectioned the technique.” He smiled and his blueish appearance vanished again. Tag: Darth_Sabith Sector 27 Spearhead One The first two barges had slipped through the unprotected left side of the Empire´s blockade. Spearhead One and Two were entering atmosphere, in save distance from the massive Stardestroyers and their deadly green laser-fire. A few minutes and they would be clear, while the missions success now relied on the Balck and Yellow-Squadron defending the next wave of barges against the swarms if Tie-Raptors attacking Spearhead Three to Six. Until they were clear to pass, Colonel Tahnan and Thor Nietzsche would have to hold their line, against any opposing force the Sith could raise so fast. Dropping fast hundreds of soldiers loaded through their weapons. The droidwalker, bipedal four-meter high slick walker who were piloted be droid brain and equipped with a deadly load of weaponry, were activated and raised to their height among the soldiers. Thor Nietzsche stood up, taking his lightsaber froom his belt. “I sense soldiers. Many of them.” He sighed. And Ashara gave him a shocked look. “They have known we were coming.” She only whispered, not allarming the other soldiers. “Yes the have. Colonel, prepare yourself for a rough landing and a fighting unload.” Thor only said. Calm and not showing the slightest show of nervousness. “I´d say, for you have command and must be protected, I go first.” He said then, as their doors opened at the side of landing barges, wind entering with biting cold. The huge doors had slided to the side, the soldiers now all grabbing each other, not to be in the danger of falling out, as they saw the forest of the landing zone beneath. And from the forest rising, giant AT-CT Walker. Three hundred meters to the ground, when the repulsor engines kicked in, slowing their fall. Screams came from the soldiers. Anticipating the battle. A thousand men. Ready to fight, kill and die. Ready for anything. “Sith.” Ashara spitted out, as they felt a dark wave wash through the few Jedi with them. Thor Nietzsche ignited his brilliant green blade, as the ship, dampened by repulsors, sat to the ground with a rumbling and they soldiers began to charge out of the ship. A few hundred meters away the Sith watched the first two of their Enemies landing-ships drop down. Behind them the rumbling of rising AT-CT walker made them a noisy welcome. They prepared for battle. Noname, among his fellow Sith his spear ready, while his new friend Darth Verek took both lightsabers from his belt, whirling them around his hands. Lamar raised his arm, wating for the commandd to attack. “There they are.” Aron whispered beside Darth Bison and took his sword from his back. Colonel Pressman nodded to Lord Bison and gave the order to attack. Then the barges landed, the door opened. Droidwalkers, soldiers and Jedi charging out to secure the landing area. Lamar´s hand fell and the Sith stormed forth, while Stormtrooper covered the landing zone with laserfire. Tag: RebellionSoldier, SonofZeus, DarthSabith, KraytDragon90 OOC: Fin wanted to update straight after me, but I needed so long, he is most probably in bed. Sorry, my fault. A lot of colours around here, hehe. Congrats to the winners from our game and ALL the players of 128 ABY for our award. -----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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DREAMSTAR Registered: Apr '06	Date Posted: 11/2/07 7:03pm Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	IC – Nirooth Vayland; Black Squadron Not a single torpedo made it through the left flank. A cheer went up from Vayland’s men. He was pleased his trick had worked, but had no time to celebrate. Already he was looking to the sensor grid, wanting to know how best to protect his remaining charges. Two of the landing barges had already made it through. Colonel Tahnen would already be on the ground, leading his men against the Sith horde. “Good hunt, my friend,” Vayland whispered. “May the Jedi’s Force protect you.” He hoped he would see his friend again. The energy cloud vanished and over a hundred Raptors rushed down upon them, firing wildly at Black Squadron. The gunboats returned the deadly barrage with one of their own. Unfortunately, Vayland could see the odds were horribly stacked against them. Tie Raptors came flying in from all sides. Vayland quickly turned his ship into a sharp bank to the left, barely missing an oncoming ship. Three more Raptors came in firing their lasers. “Kimera, target lead Raptor; fire ion gun 03…FIRE!” A beam of ion energy came streaking from Vayland’s ion gun. Once…twice…the Raptor dodged again and again before the beam finally connected destroying the elusive ship. Fighting like this was not going to work. Already Black Five was taking critical damage. There had to be a better way…And then he had it! Crazy…it was absolutely crazy, but there wasn’t time to think up something better. These Raptors had to go. “Black Alpha Two, have Squadron Three switch power back to weapons and launch all torpedoes at us,” Vayland said. The Corellian quickly got on the Com, asking Vayland to confirm the order that he was to fire missiles in the direction of his own men. “Sir, if we do what you suggest, we will undoubtedly hit your ships as well. Does your order still stand?” “Yes, Black Alpha Two, Let’s hope this plan works.” Squadron Three uncloaked and began firing directly at the dogfight. Vayland waited until his screen registered the incoming missiles. “Black Squadron One and Two… Execute Command Nova…Nova.” The tightly packed formation abruptly changed as every gunboat shot off in new direction. They continued until they had gone 700 meters. The gunboats then made a sharp turn, coming about and attacking from their new position. As the missiles from Squadron Three detonated where the gunboats had been just moments before, Vayland watched, hoping they had killed all the Raptors. That was unlikely, however, with pilots like these. Vayland ordered his men back in as the last explosion ended. There would undoubtedly be survivors. Vayland looked down to see that the Battle computer had credited him with three kills and his gunners with four more. “Not bad against elite fighters,” he thought, as he ordered Kimera to fire the ion cannon again. If his squadron had been green to start with, they would be veterans by the time this fight was done. TAG – Fin, Maste 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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SirakRomar Registered: Mar '07	Date Posted: 11/3/07 5:21am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	Kira Kara Romar, The Battle of Roon, Above Roon Another wave of pain hit her, burning insdie her head like concentrated migrene. Gasping out, she could harldy concentrate on her flying. Expecting death through a collusion any moment now. She kept her firing button pressed, as she whirled he fighter deeper and deeper into the enemy formation. "Romar, what is wrong? Romar, talk to me?" The concerned voice of Dash Himou came from behind. His ship was still close behind her, but obviously he was not the target of the force attack. She was. He knows you and he won´t repeat my mistakes, little Kia. You feel it? Like your head is going to burst? Who says it won´t actually do exactly that? The mocking voice of Darth Zorn echoed in her head, making the pain even more unbearable. She heard the beep as someone took a lock on her, the hissing sound of shields nearly collapsing. It was almost a relief to know she would be dead in a few moments. No more pain, no more killing, no more Sith and no more war. Peace. One with the force, at last. But she did not burn in a flash of orange fire. Protected by Dash Himou´s reletnless flight and through the forc,e hshe suddenly broke free of the Imperial Wave. She had roken through. As the realization hit her through the force, she found some strength. You won´t get me that easy, Atavus. I am still here. And you won´t be for long, Sith She spitted to him and her anger grew like a healing force against the pain. "Thanks Himou." She sighed and her vision began to unblure. A wing of Crossfires had followed her to the other side and now sides them both. She looked down at the swarm of deadly dogfights behind. The Empire had managed to keep the fighters away from the capital ships and their first torpedo load, even as they had minimalized it as good as they could, had been fatal to their attack. Burning Scythe-Classes floated behind. "Admiral Vale, report. Jedi Kya, report." She shouted into her com and switched to Dash and her newly formed Squadron of Crossfires. "We attack from behind, objective is maximum killing amopng the Imperials." She said and turned her fighter around, arming her torpedos and beginning firing into the back of imerpial fighter-formations. Tag: Fin, Sinrebirth, all others . . . -----signature----- Sorry about my english. I try . . . I really do! Member of "ImperialesZentrum" from the first day to the last! And proud of it! Yoda is sexy!
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TheSithGirly Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 11/3/07 7:08am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	~ about 200 years before: Nar Shadaa~ Asaja only nodded. She knew Hoole had been tested before and had failed regulary tests where his hunger for power surfaced. "We must that he has accompanied Master Anjoune on missions, we both would only reluctantly have been send for. The Jeloni Raiders have killed many Jedi. And . . . he probably wasn´t ready to face such a foe." She said. Of course, she did not want to accuse his deead Master. But Master Tython had always been aware of her limits, thereby allowed her to probe and overcome them, while she was trained. Master Ajoune had probably pushed Hoole to far. And then had died before he could teach his Padawan how to deal with it. ____________ And hour later they arrived at the tower. High above the multi-levelled city of Nar Shadaa it was responsible to control the wild flow of starships coming and going of the smuggler´s moon. A system not anymore owrking for centuries, but the towers were still there. Especially larger ships and those who were interested in the coming and going entertained these. She felt the cold fury radiating from it´s top-level. "He is here. And he is waiting for someone." Asaja simply said and nodded to her Master. The part of the city was almost abandoned. They would be easily detected by him. "Let´s get up to him, and hope he does not resist." She sighed and opened the elevator. Stepping in and taking her lightsaber from her belt, she pushed the button to get upstairs. Her master crawled next to her. Unnerving to many, she was very used to his way of moving. She had been raised by the serpentine creature. They drove up in silent and seconds that seemed to bwe much longer later the doors of the elevator opened and they saw the deactivated bulk of consoles everywhere. The room itself was dark. Only a single hologram was shedding some light into the room and the lights from the outside, coming through the 360° windows that the tower had instead of walls. The hologram showed two ships. A scout-freighter called the "Clawfinger" and a single Z-95 fighter with hyperdrive capabilites. The ships of Master Terentek and Asaja herself. And between the ships a young, black-haired man patrolled. Hoole had watched them. In their own hangar, Asaja had considered so well hidden. In the corner of the room, staring out into the night and it´s illuminating citylights stood a single robed appearance. In the profile the two Jedi could see it was a young Weequay, with grim features and great pain in his face. Tag: LordTroepfchen (for Hoole), Nicklityouaflame -----signature----- Member of the "German Triumvirate", CDG, Player of the awesome 128ABY, KesselBreak Imperiales Zentrum 1997 - 2005, rest in peace. The force was with you . . . Member of the GDG
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LordTroepfchen Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 11/3/07 8:29am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy
	~ About 200 years before: Nar Shadaa ~ Hoole had known they would come. Their morality dictated them to defend those who deserved nothing but death. But he had not expected such prominetn Jedi. Master Tython was sitting in the council and the other woman was the famous Asaja Morine. The Order´s first choice to solve problems of all kind. While she had expected to stay hidden, she had not takne into consideration he had weeks to spread a web of contacts. A Jedi had much to offer to those who dealt in the shadows. Smugglers, Crime-Lords of lesser and higher standing, they all had used his services. Instead of payment, they owed him. For example to inform him, when Jedi arrived. He knew running would make him a hunted. He did not wanted to be hunted. Neither did he intend to hurt any of the two. They were doing what they thought to be right. But it wasn´t. They needed to see, that fire could sometimes only be fought with fire. That hte force had made him it´s sword of vengeance. He had not fallen, he had risen from the dead. Risen from the fallen. The door behind him opened and beneath his cloak, he could not resist othwise then taking his lightsaber from the belt. Still concealed to the two Jedi. "Welcome Masters." He said and slolwy turned. The greenish light giving the features of the young Weequay a monstrous appearance. "I have been awaiting you. Or someone like you." He sighed. "I guess you are here to convince me to stop, as long as their are some of these monstrosities left, aren´t you? To explain the meaning of life and that even a Jeloni deserves it." He smiled. A cynical smile. And stepped towards the hologram, looking down on Cilarn Brandl. The boy was so much like him. Gifted, but misunderstood for it. He felt the force whisper of things to come. Cilarn and Hoole were somehow connected. As were these two Jedi Masters and him. He felt this unsettling. Did he have to overcome them to fullfil his mission? Eyeing first Asaja Morine, then the Jedi Master Terantek his eyes awaited an answer, as if these two had to justify themselves before him. Tag: TheSithGirly, Nicklityouaflame ___________________________________ Natralik, Battle of Roon, Space "Padawan, I'll hold position, and you carry on. I'll pick off the Predators on your tail." The voice of his Master came to his ears. "Copy." he only replied and breathed in. He knew he was a good pilot, but these Raptor´s were a bit above the ordinary. Accelerating he dropped down, towards the Jedi Randall Brien, now under attack by twenty Tie-Raptors. His ship cut there way, with only split-sceconds avoiding a collusion. as exprected that got their attention. Fighter pilots had all a tendency to vanity. He pulled up, as ten Raptor´s were detected in his back. "Here they are, Master. I´ll keep them right were they are." He said, his voice now tensed and began twisitng and turning his fighter, listening to the force, while dodging the green bolts, searching for him in space. He had always felt home within´ the cockpit of a starfighter. Much more comfortable than at the end of a lightsaber, as Roon has taught him. "Damn." He hissed, as a direct hit took out his shields. "DoubleR, redirect front energy to the aft-shields." He shouted and his droid began redirecting. "And give me more speed. If you need to, from the guns!" He shouted and sopinning he dived beneath a Squadron of Crossfire´s coming his way. He smiled, as he saw seven of the fighters only left after that maneaucve,r the others killed in the crossfire of the Squadron and his Master. Another bolt of energy passed his cockpit and he finally got the extra-speed. "Let´s see how good you really are." He hissed and saw a new Squadron of twelve Raptor´s in tight formation beneath. "Master, I advice not to follow me, now." He said and turned his nose down, taking up speed and going to direct collusion course of the new Squadron, seven Raptor´s following him from behind. They would hopefully clash into each other like two walls. The question was, could he avoid that . . . Tag: Fin, Sinrebirth, all involved -----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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blubeast1237 Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 11/3/07 8:33am Subject: RE: 128 ABY - The Sith-Imperial War - The Collapsing Galaxy - Date Edited: 11/3/07 8:34am (1 edits total) Edited By: blubeast1237
	I hope I am not being rushy, but it seems like I have been overlooked in Fin's last update, if I'm no mistaken. Just wanted to alert him before his next update so he wont forget again. -BeastoftheWonderland- -----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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