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chanbill5390
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Date Posted:
11/27/07 1:49pm
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OOC: Ignore my prior post.
IC: Gerrik Thade
He was scurrying now to get to the palace, he ended up crashing through the main entrance and running to the throne room. Once their he saw who he was looking for. "Sorry for the delay Aaryu, had a tie-up back in the city, a few dozen troopers." he said rubbing the back of his head, a nervous smile on his face. "Anyway there anything else you need?" he asked calmly walking toward her.
TAG: Aaryu
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DarthCemeroX
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11/27/07 4:08pm
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IC: Para-Christi, Agrios
Agrios pulled away from the lightning. He just barely blocked with his lightsaber. " I believ it's your turn" said the young bishop. "Admirable, but I doubt a child like you can stand strong in the face of a sith" Agrios said, he swung his sabers in a windmill formation towards PAra. PAra blocked with his weight shifted back, he then slammed his force into th Agrios, usign his saber as leverage. AGrios wenting spinning over towards Seyna, he regained his balance with a high swing towards her.
TAG: Seyna, Star, Jasper (only to further your progress), ALl bishops
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MASTER2
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11/28/07 9:44am
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IC: Aaryu Nevalo
Having recovered from her scare, Aaryu gave the man a look. "I don't know if you've noticed, Gerrik, but troopers, Imperial Troopers, are coming this way!" She shook her head in exasperation, but calmed down, smacking her head with the blaster. "The prime minister doesn't seem to be right in the open and I thought everyone else would be here by now. Do you have any idea where he might be?" She glared at the now-closed doors. "Hope the others keep those body-buckets busy or we might have to fight our way out." And that's exactly what I don't want.
TAG: Gerrik Thade
IC: Senya Analandi
Caught by surprise, Senya had only enough time to strengthen her stance before Aigros' saber slammed into hers. Gritting her teeth, she glared back at the sith. "Just like your predecesors, you underestimate us...both of us." Gathering the stregnth from the pent up anger she'd harbored since the death of her master, she sent a charge through their lightsaber hilts and rolled away when she had enough room to. Sweat trickled down the side of her face as she brought a blade behind her to block a stray blaster bolt and Force-leaped again to stand next to Christi. If she had a choice, she would have fought Aigros all out, but she wasn't alone and she felt that Christi wouldn't like it if she did.
TAG: Para-Christi, ALL
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DarthCemeroX
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11/28/07 5:51pm
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IC: Agrios, Para
"Hold nothign back Seyna" Para said as he circled agrios, " I can feel you, your emotions rages unleash this power inside of you" He said. HE and agrios exchanged blows. PAra kicked him in shin, Agrios twinged and ducked as PAra swung his saber in the second long interlude. From his low angle, Agrios swung his arm and punched him in the stomach sending him back.
Agrios then stood and saw Seyna in hesitation, he then held his blades back and sprinted towards her. As he ran he sent out a message to Star and YAcker " YAcker, Star, enter the city and take the palace, now."
TAG: Seyna, jasper, yacker
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chanbill5390
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11/28/07 6:03pm
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IC: Gerrik Thade
"Well I took care of the troopers following me so we shouldn't have to worry about them for a moment. As for the minister if he isn't hear he probably headed for water, there are probably better hiding places there then up here." Gerrik said. "As for the other bishops they're most likely being caught up in troopers. But I'm sure they'll be here eventually. Until that time I suggest we set some nice little traps for those platic coated morons." he said smiling.
TAG: Aaryu
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NickLitYouAFlame
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11/28/07 6:10pm
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OOC: I would ask if I can wait for Undi_Mundi, before replying. So, if it is okay, you can forget about Star and Yacker and pretend we are off.
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DarthCemeroX
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11/28/07 6:33pm
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OOC: Aight you can wait for him to post if thats what you mean.
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MASTER2
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11/29/07 8:05am
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IC: Aaryu Nevalo
Aaryu fought between the two urges she was feeling: following Christi's orders and getting the Minister, or doing what her heart felt like doing and laying a trap. Sighing in annoyance, she shrugged. "Fine. You'll have to do the laying, though. I'm just a senator, not some expert planner." She took out some thermal detenators out from an inner pocket and gingerly handed them to Gerrik. "Tell me when you're done, I'm looking for any way the minister could've gotten out of this blasted place. I'd hope he's just hiding," she muttered to herself as she headed for the farther side of the room. How could he find time to smile at a time like this? Oh well, i'll ask afterwards.
TAG: Gerrik Thade
IC: Senya Analandi
((OOC: sorry for this, Cem, but are you sure you want me to kill him already? or just hurt him? i'll hurt him for now.))
Christi's words struck a chord deep inside of Senya that brought out a fierce joy from deep inside of her. I guess if he doesn't mind, there's really no reason why i'm still standing here doing nothing. She barely saw Aigros' charge in time and couldn't block the Force push he sent her. She went tumbling, striking her head on a wall, but she pushed herself up, her anger now a roiling black mass inside of her. "You've pushed me for the last time, Sith scum," she snarled.
Balling her hand, she called all of her anger into it and when she stretched her arm out again, a net of white lightning burst from it and headed towards Aigros. Senya noticed that he must have been caught off guard for he went flying in the opposite direction, onl blocking a few of the bolts. She gave him no chance and rand forward, her blades a swirling turquoise haze around her. Deep inside of her, Senya's heart was thrilling that she was aloud to let it all out and she found that Aigros was forced to keep backing away in order to block her. Their blades locked for a few moments, their faces mere inches away. Suddenly, Senya found herself flying towards a sharp pile of rubble with no recolection of how she had gotten there. NO! Her mind screamed and she desperately reached for the Force and barely cushoned her fall in time, landing breathless and scratched.
TAG: Para-Christi, ALL
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chanbill5390
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IC: Gerrik Thade
He did as the senator suggested and set the traps, each in a place that the troopers were bound to trip them, but also where the bishops would be able to avoid them if they were perceptive enough. He then tracked down Aaryu to try helping her with her search. "Hey set the traps, so you have any luck finding the minister?" he asked as he caught up with her.
TAG: Aaryu
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11/29/07 3:17pm
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IC: Jack
location: 'T-bird1'
As most of the lumberjax searched the cargo holds of the man of war the team's slicer searched the ship's database and computers. After a few hours the slicer found a separate pyrowall that was guarding the ship's recipe book. This was odd indeed, why would the empire care so much about there rations..unless theu where hiding something there. So the slicer yelled over the commlink "Sir, i found a unusually strong pyrowall guarding the mess hall's recipe computer i can't bypass the firewall here so i'll rip the files onto a datastick so we can view it later.-slicer out" with that jack replied"-out" Then two things happned: the blast door opned and then the sound of a storm tropper yelling "Grenade" filled the room. Then the Grenade detonated, luckily no one was hurt by the blast, then blaster fire filled the room and two squads filled the room so jack then realized that what ever was in the recipe computer must be worth alot to the empire. "lumberjaxs let's pulll out." Then he switched to the jax's piolt's frequency. "piolt prep for a hot evac". The piolt responded with a "yes sir" "lumberjax's implosion evac, NOW!". With that the lumberjaxs threw chaff Grenades all over there path of exit and ran threw not fireing this would risk friendly fire. Then again this applied to the enemy. so after a few secounds they where at the entry to there Katarn-class boarding shuttle. Then the crew sealed the boarding tube/airlock and with that they made it away from the man of war. But there troubles where far from over. sith and imperial fighters began to swarm the lumberjaxthe piolt yelled over the ship's PA "where taking heavey fire i'll try and make it to the Sentinel but we'll need cover." So jack broadcasted over the bishop's command frequency "attention bishop comand this is Commander jack turuga.while boarding a imperial man of war we found a top secret imperial file we request imediate assistance. or ship is under heavy fire what ever we found the imps must want it pretty bad!"
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11/29/07 11:04pm
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GM Approved
Name: Veld
Age: Time of Creation Unknown
Gender: Male
Species: "Clone"
Ship: None
Appearance: Gen'dai-like appearance. White body, with a light purple strip running down his chest, and to his tail. His ears resemble small horns.
Attitude: Calm, cruel, vicious
Affiliation: Empire (and partly to himself)
Force affiliation: Sith
Rank: None
Weapons: None (The Force)
Lightsaber color/style/number: None
Combat style: None
Home planet: Unknown
Special skills: Born with the power of the Force.
Bio: Veld was created by the technology of cloning. A master of the force was captured by an army of men, and was taken to a secret laboratory, but the exact location of it was unknown. It was not a natural cloning proceadure, since the cells of other beings were added into the captured master. It took over the lifespan of the Force-sensitive, and the specimin had died, along with other scientists along the way. It seemed impossible to create another being out of the cells from a force-sensitive, however, nobody gave up. It took over many long years before he was created, but his creation took its toll upon the scientist. During his sleep, he remembered memories from the master of the force, and thought that they were his own. Once broken free from the stasis capsule, he was told that he was created, thus he questioned if those memories were really his. Due to its genetic background, Veld’s powers are superior to them. When it is told that it is a laboratory specimen for the humans and other beings who created it, he is enraged and destroys the laboratory. Through the next few days, he would be told by the man who willed his creation that by joining him, he could control his powers. He accepts this offer as a partner. Upon finding out that the creator is using it as nothing more than a tool, it is convinced that humans and other beings are immoral. Veld destroyed the machinery connected to it and flies away via the force, escaping his creator's clutches. He is a natural mute, and comunicated via the force. He is also 6 ft 7 in (2.0 m), and 269.0 lb (122 kg).
OOC: GM, could you do me an opening for me to start off, please. 
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IC: Veld
Sith Capital Ship
Veld meditated within his chamber. He hated Humans more than any race within the Galaxy, and would go so far as to killing them. His eyes opened, and begun to glow aqua blue. Veld's connection with the force was incredibly strong, just as his will during a battle. He would be a great threat to the Humans, and a great ally to the rest of the species. The glow within his eyes begun to fade as he arose from his chair, and begun to make his way towards the main Hanger Bay. Once there, Veld took a small starfighter to find Agrios. He was drawn to the Planet Mon Callamari, as he felt the force radiating from it due to the amount of force-sensitives one it. Eventually within the atmosphere, Veld saw why the force had called him here.
It looked like a battle, but he could be wrong. He flew over many buildings, and begun to use the force to set the ship on auto-pilot, as well as scan the area for Agrios. Veld felt him within the area, and so opened up his eyes once more. The cockpit opened up, and Veld stood, looking out of it, at the destruction, at the chaos. Force jumping out of the ship, Veld used the force power "spear of midnight black", which the force took the form of an invisible spear. He threw it at the starfighter, and dropped down to the ground. Looking up, the ship exploded. Looking around, he saw Agrios dueling others.
Humans... he thought to himself. To him, Humans were the filth of the Galaxy, using others to get what they desire most, just like Veld's own creation. That's how he saw them. Veld begun to approach Agrios who at this time was dueling two other people. He turn his head towards the other two, and looked at them in their eyes. Rage flowed through his eyes. The day that the scientists created him, was the day that they unleashed a powerful monster on to the world.
TAG: GM, Senya, Para-Christi
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DarthCemeroX
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12/1/07 10:00am
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IC:Agrios, PAra-Christi
Agrios smirked as he limped towards Veld after Seyna's power attack, " I was wondering when you'd return Veld. It's been so long.. however it's not the time for pleasantries. You take him I will handle the girl." Agrios said. PAra became nervous, he saw the man held no weapon. "How do you plan to take me down" PAra said weilding is blade as Agrios approached You have done well. However I can do better" Agrios barked as he put awya both lightsabers. He rose his hands to the sky, dark clouds formed above him in the sky. Thunder erupted and light up the skies, a bolt of lightning shot down at Agrios, gather in his palm was a ball of lightning. The electric crackle hissed in his hand. He smirked "I should thank my master, never have I found use for this power, but now...I can finally show this power". He put his other hand onto the ball then drew out an electric staff. Brandishing it he slowly appraoched.
TAG: Senya, Veld
OOC: Waitign on Star, YAcker, and bishops to further their progress. However I think Nick is waiting for somebody to post. But we've yet to get our full bishop team to post.
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ooc:sorry for not posting not alota ideas as of late
IC:Mattais
Mattais keeps running into the deeper depths of the palace and hears lightning cracking and feels a strong dark presence in the force and desides to keep running "i should keep running but... what about whoevers fighting that dark presence... they need help dont they?" Mattais stops running and turns around and runs back towards where the presence was. "dont worry yall im going to try to help you out."
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OCC: I apologise for the length of time that has elasped prior to this post. Please forgive me I assure you it was not on purpose.
IC: Darth Feral
Innately confrentational and possessing a distinct lust for physical violence that relentlessly continues to magnify in direct proportion to the length of time a battle elapses, Darth Feral's imposing slender form strode confidently upon the intensifying battlefield within a casual manner. Stalking inadequately train and equip-ed clone troopers. Mercilessly butchering entire swarms of clone units. Dominating the immediate vicinity completely unchallenged and equally unmotivated the predatory blonde sighed pitifully in desperation. "FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST someone, anyone PLEASE offer me some form of momentary entertainment! Slaughtering these invalid clone troopers is boring me to tears!" She sensed boredom stealthily padding closer in her direction. Prone to frequent prolonged periods of intense boredom she passionately despised the cursed sensation. Typically her personal prefer-ed method of ensuring she minimised exposure to the sickening sensation of boredom was to explore any and all planets existing within the localised star system that possessed sentient life. Kidnapping an inhabitant selected completely at random from one of those rare suitable planets her unfortunate victim would serve solely as her fresh torture victim, generating hours upon hours of entertainment and amusement for her. Presently as a consequence of the transpiring circumstances and situation that particular option remained unattainable despite her disappointment. Frustration surged, amplifying her sense of discontentment. Reacting to the obvious presence generated by a pair of medium level Force Sensitive beings located within close proximity to the wounded Bishop the competitive volatile blonde rolled her blue eyes within a feminine yet unimpressed manner. Stealthily materialising directly before the stunned intruders, blocking their access to the wounded Bishop and visually displacing their focus and mental balance Darth Feral breathed deeply in frustration, appalled by the pathetic levels of Force Potential she detected. "One at a time or both together makes no difference to me bitches!" She snapped within a disrespectful mocking tone. Shocked and infuriated by her insult the unidentified Sith naively lunged, hoping to use their superior number to their advantage. Prepared for a 2-V-1 engagement Darth Feral smiled sweetly within a deceptive manner purposely drawing her combatants undivided attention and appearing incapable of reacting. Crippling agony erupted within the unaware pair of Sith. Drawing her light saber Darth Feral assumed an hostile stance, her shadow assuming a separate yet equally aggressive stance by her side. "She's using Shadow Strike!" spat one of her opponents in discomfort bleeding heavily from the wounds previously inflicted by her shadow. "Show them your light saber shadow" she replied within a placid tone of voice. "Black Blade! Her shadow is using Black Blade as if it were its own light saber!" chocked the same Sith in blind terror. "Congratulations you possess a limited knowledge of Force Techniques. I assume your swordsmanship is superior to your knowledge of the Force and obvious absence of caution or tactics." Taunted Darth Feral within a superior air. Suicidally the pair of wounded Sith plunged in to battle. Seconds past, Darth Feral effortlessly deflecting her opponent's saber strokes in her own fluid graceful manner clearly demonstrating a mastery of her selected saber combat style Makashi. "My shadow informs me she is bored and restless. Would you two care to trade combatants?" She enquired playfully. Pausing momentarily the disorientated and gradually declining pair of Sith switched opponents in desperation. Possessing a level of Force skill, marital arts knowledge and swordsmanship derived from and equal to Darth Feral herself, her remorseless surgically precised Shadow fell its new decisively outmatched victim with a single blade stroke. Horror burned within the surviving Sith as the sight of his alley slain, motivating him to perform upon a new level. Attempting to block out the limitations presented by his burdening wounds. Battling Darth Feral to what for all purposes appeared to be an absolute stale mate. The two opponents were equally skilled and unable to achieve an advantage. Pausing Darth Feral spat upon her combatant's face in disgust. "Is a worthy challenge REALLY that much to ask?" she pleaded within a irritated manner. Insulted the exhausted Sith stood trembling and bent over gasping, attempting to saturate his lungs with air due to the exhaustion he was sustaining. "The two of you are equally matched. Neither of you can beat the other. Please let me help you defeat this Sith!" Echoed the wounded yet determined Bishop's broken voice. Glaring coldly at her torn blood soaked opponent Darth Feral answered within her trademark blunt manner. "You are so severely injured you are incapable of standing let alone duelling. In your state of health you would simply get in my way and risk your own safety. If you can't even protect yourself then you can't attack another either. Stay where you are I will deal with this loser myself." Her voice deepened distinctly as she spoke. Gracefully running her long feminine fingers down the length of her jet black leather cape she sharply drew it up above her head revealing a sight that sickened and distressed the disadvantaged Sith as he stood vomiting his own blood and shaking erratically before her daunting figure. Previously concealed by her flowing cape Darth Feral's unique and custom fabricated TBA (Tactical Body Armour) shone, exposed within the fading light. Modelled upon the design of a bullet proof vest, the rare and hand crafted Armour consisted of a vest that encased her entire toned torso from her collar to her hips encircling her obliques and shoulders via precession cut arms holes and enclosing her back from her collar to her butt. Equally daunting ranging from her elbow joint to her wrist a pair of adapted elongated skintight wristbands enclosed her slender forearms. Shaking violently as a direct result of fatigue and demonstrating obvious identifiable symptoms of excessive blood loss the intimidated combat ravaged Sith stood by in despair as Darth Feral gently and purposefully slid her TBA off and allowed the masterly crafted armour to drop carelessly to the stone floor. The impact stirred immense clouds of dust and shattered the spots it landed upon generating small craters as a repercussion of the strike force. "The TBA you see before you was designed and constructed solely by my own two hands. It is composed of new alloy I created by merging Cortosis and Durasteel alloys together. It possesses the the properties of both separate alloys. It is completely immune to energy, highly resistant to blaster bolts and completely resists and deactivates lightsabers like Cortosis while offering complete resistance to extremes of temperatures and tolerating monumental physical stress like Durasteel. While it is flexible and light enough to move in it remains too heavy and inflexible to effectively duel in. I delcined to use Bronzium in its construction due to an obvious lack of sufficient durability and declined to use Phrik Because Cortosis proved evidently more useful, possessing multiple qualities that Phrik lacked. Now that I have shed the extra weight and my movement is no longer partically restricted would you care to resume?" In disbelief her distracted adversary hesitantly attempted to examine the TBA. Straining he discovered to his blind terror he was incapable of lifting the armour despite his strength. The armour's weight exceeded his maximum lifting strength. Tears streamed down her emotionally and mentally shattered Vitim's cheeks as he feel weeping and screaming to his knees, begging mercy only to inevitably taste the surgically precise swipe of a violet coloured saber blade. Force Presence and Force Potential intensely flared with a sudden drastic surge comparable to a nuclear detonation. A sinister smile graced Darth Feral's crimson lips. Swivelling upon the heel of her boot within a focused manner the charismatic manipulative blonde initiated direct eye contact with the crippled Bishop that lay upon the crumbling stone slabs. Despite he's previous innate distrust of his protector's true motivations the agonised Bishop's perception affected and influenced by his blinding pain failed to identify his intolerant blonde defender's intentions. Masked by her soft tender tone of voice her strategic questions rendered her irrelevant pawns duration of usefulness expired. Collecting the fallen Bishop's lightsaber as a form of evidence to collaborate her fabricated story of a dying Bishop that passed down to her his responsibilities and position within the Bishop social hierarchy the pitiless blonde disposed of her useless pawn with a flowing stroke of her saber. Identifying the unrivalled Force presence irradiating from the temple as The Force Presence and Force Potential of her future opponent Darth Arigos the curious and stimulated blonde departed the vicinity. Electing to pass the continuation of the progressing conflict observing Darth Arigos duel from a distance, hoping to learn his weaknesses and strengths.
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