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Raptor517 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 3/9 12:23pm Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	Great tactics...I like how the Clones sprang their trap. Raptor517 -----signature----- Piercing the Darkness http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28010631/p1/?1 His Brother's Words http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/26020497/p1/?3 Metamorphosis http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/24997946/p5/?7 Hunter's Vendetta http://
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RC-1337 Registered: Aug '07	Date Posted: 3/12 4:56am Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	Wow, nice (few) chapters ARCs rule!!! Are you sure battle droids could kill four of them? -----signature----- Nu kyr'adyc, shi taab'echaaj'la
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whiskers Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 3/24 8:04pm Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted. - Date Edited: 4/6 6:56pm (1 edits total) Edited By: whiskers
	earlybird-obi-wan Great action scenes in those buildings and street with showing both sides. Thanks! I really hoped to show both sides very well in this story, and despite me taking a heavy focus on the Republic, I think I've done a pretty good job. snowspeeder_gunner Awesome battle scenes! Great job with making them exciting and showing both sides of the fight; I can't wait to read more. I'm glad that I've been able to write what people call good battle scenes, I'm thrilled that some people are actually entertained by my writing. Then again, what author isn't? Raptor517 Great tactics...I like how the Clones sprang their trap. I loved the ambush! RC-1337 Are you sure battle droids could kill four* of them?* Rearrange the name of the planet and you might find a very important clue... * [u]NEW CHAPTER TIME[u] The Battle of Selvernos Part Nine Primary Republic Camp. Midday. Jorec Merridon stared blankly at the ground as he walked throughout the camp, looking at the dirt emerging from the heavily trampled grass. When they had first arrived at this location, the young Padawan thought, the grass had been shin high on the clones. The camp was mostly empty, save for himself and a company of soldiers; the rest of the forces that were stationed here were in Gevest, fighting. Jorec, however, had been told by his master to stay behind at the camp, under the guise of leading a defense on it if the droid armies decided to counter attack while more permanent structures were erected. He knew, though, the real reason. Commander Hal had told him on the way to the planet of Belok Grecia: a Rodian Jedi who had been Fionst’s apprentice at the very beginning of the war. Belok, Hal said, had been killed a year ago while attempting to destroy the droid foundries of Forost. He was being protected from the horrors of an outright war, Jorec knew, a fact that both reassured him but also slightly irritated him. He was trained to handle himself in a fight by the order, but at the same time he knew that he had much to learn. He stopped as he reached the metal crate containing the supplies of his and his master’s tents, sitting on top of it to watch the completion of the base. Specialized Acclamator-class frigates were hovering noiselessly near the air space of the area, the missile turrets a kilometer away keeping the Separatist fighters at bay. The battle for space supremacy in the skies above them was still going on, Jorec knew, but the Republic currently held a sizable advantage. Around the Acclamators buzzed several support craft, each of them carrying a large hunk of duracrete and plastoid that would soon be the new Republic base. One section had already been placed on the ground and was being finished by the technictions: the command center that would be flanked by two barracks with equipment garages at the end of each. Also inside the command center would be a state of the art field hospital that would be staffed by some of the best doctors that could be drafted into service. “Sir,” a clone trooper interrupted Jorec’s thoughts on the new base in a worried tone, “our sentries have reported contact with a contingent of battle droids headed this way.” Jorec’s mind rushed. A few seconds ago he had wanted nothing but to enter battle again, but now—with the weight of the responsibility of defending essentially the entire main continent—all he wanted to do was be in the Jedi temple sparring with some of his friends. “Get all available clones to their defense positions,” he ordered, knowing that much. “How are we doing on the e-webs?” he asked, hoping that the generator fed heavy repeaters were set up and ready to be manned. “We’ve got ‘em up and running, sir,” the clone said to Jorec’s relief. “I’ll have gunners up there in a minute.” Jorec nodded and then looked up to the sky, a smile on his face. “What about them?” he said, pointing up to the Star Destroyers in the sky. “What can they do?” “Not much,” the clone trooper frowned. “A couple surgical strikes. Can’t take out all of them.” “It’ll help,” Jorec replied. “They’re coming!” Captain Revlo cried out several minutes later as he and the other troopers watched as the battle droids approached them from out of the tall grass several meters away from the front of the unfinished base. Inside the base, per Master Fionst’s instructions, was Jorec Merridon, watching the battle through the only recently installed holoprojector. Revlo held his blaster rifle in his gauntleted hands, aiming at just one of the mindless and equally faceless creations of the Separatist forces. The droids advanced slowly, their hovertanks and support vehicles, along with several of their numbers, reduced by the surgical strikes of the destroyers overhead. Construction on the base had halted temporarily for their advance, hopefully stopping altogether in the aftermath of the battle to come. Ahead of them, cowardly hunkering down behind embankments and bunkers, were the mindless and equally faceless creations of the Republic. The command to commence firing once they reached 50 meters spread throughout the droid soldiers, never needing to make an audible sound. “Open fire!” the order sounded throughout both armies, followed shortly by a cacophony of blaster fire. * Lieutenant Trem cautiously stepped through the empty halls of a community center, blaster rifle held at the ready. Behind him stalked two privates; both of them keeping all of their available senses ahead. Their assigned section of the city had been—for the most part—easily cleaned up by the troops. Now, the difficult task of checking buildings that had been known CIS strongholds during the brief occupation began. A bang reverberated off of the walls, enhanced by the aural sensors in the helmets of the clones. Mead stopped his troops, holding up his hand out of habit despite the secured comlinks in their helmets. The lieutenant cautiously stepped towards the door where the sound came from, his free hand reaching out to open the door. “Republic forces, stand down!” Trem yelled out as he and his troops rushed into the room, brandishing their blasters. A panicked, loud scream sounded out as a female Ithorian was startled by the appearance of the white-armored clones. “Don’t shoot,” she cried out, unaware of the fact that the clones were already lowering their blaster rifles. “Stay calm and stay out of sight,” Trem said, turning to leave the room. “Good thing she doesn’t know how close she came to death,” one of the privates said as they continued their walk down the hall. “I was about to throw a det in there…” “You would have, I would have been the first to testify at you court martial,” Trem broadcast. “I didn’t train you to do stupid stuff like that.” “Yes, sir,” the admonished clone said, continuing their sweep of the building. “Don’t keep your guard down,” the other private said. “They may still be here…” “Two floors and we haven’t seen anything but the one civilian,” the trigger happy one said. “Except for some nice athletic facilities. We don’t get half of that stuff back on the Valorum…” “Quiet,” Trem said, putting a halt to the conversation. “They might have ways to tap into our helmet coms.” The clone lieutenant paused for a second. “Lekine’s a barve, anyway,” he added. “Yeah,” he added several minutes later, “this place’s clean.” -----signature----- R.I.P. E. Gary Gygax Thank you for D&D
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earlybird-obi-wan Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 3/25 9:12am Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	great update showing the building of a camp and the fighting. -----signature----- writer and Star Wars fan FANART [link=http://boards.theforce.net/fan_art/b10020/25793899]fanart[/link] stories in my bio
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Raptor517 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 3/25 11:15am Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	Let the battle begin! (Though somehow, I'm not so certain that the city building is clean...) Raptor517 -----signature----- Piercing the Darkness http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28010631/p1/?1 His Brother's Words http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/26020497/p1/?3 Metamorphosis http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/24997946/p5/?7 Hunter's Vendetta http://
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whiskers Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 4/8 6:45pm Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	earlybird-obi-wan great update showing the building of a camp and the fighting. Thanks a lot. Looking back over the original source material, I can't believe that I skipped the majority of this stuff. Raptor517 Let the battle begin! (Though somehow, I'm not so certain that the city building is clean...) It actually is, but not all of the city is that way... NEW CHAPTER TIME! The Battle of Selvernos Part Ten Jorec Merridon watched in relief from the command room an hour later as the depleted Separatist forces retreated back into the tall grass from which they emerged. The clones and “regular” infantry had suffered minimal casualties during the brief skirmish compared to the mass of burnt and slagged metal laying in the grassland facing one side of the base, small brush fires already being attended to by support crew. He had been there the entire time, giving small and often trivial orders that he felt were needed. At times, he thought, he hindered the defense more than he had actually helped. The young Jedi walked briskly past the captain that he had placed in charge of the base and towards the outside of the base. Wounded clones were being worked on by Republic medical personnel, their blood spilling onto the ground. It was an unsettling image for the thirteen year-old, who had never seen what war could really do to a person before. Wars worked differently than the original training that he had gotten as a Jedi. When he was a mere youngling, the Jedi’s primary mission was to resolve galactic disputes, but now they were the commanders and primary fighters—other than the clones, of course—in a major war that spanned the majority of the galaxy. It didn’t take a wise and venerable Jedi Master to realize that something was a little wrong with that picture. “How are you doing, corporal?” Jorec said, kneeling down to let a wounded clone trooper see him. Although he was being attended to by a medic, the clone’s wounds weren’t very life threatening. “Fine, sir,” the clone said with a pained voice. “It hurts a lot less than it looks.” “Keep up the good work,” Jorec replied, continuing on with his inspection of the battle site. All of it was based upon something that his new Master had told him on the space trip to the planet about the primary focus of being in command is to keep morale up. As the work continued on the construction of the base as if there had been no attack about an hour later, Jorec knew that he had at least done this job well. * Commander Hal raced across the debris-littered street, blaster carbine in hand, as a rain of red blaster fire pounded the pavement around him. While the majority of Gevest had fallen into Republic hands in the past few hours, the central portion was far more difficult. The majority of the clone troopers and local resistance were now massing in on the CIS stronghold, all of their weapons at the ready. The clone commander finally reached the safety of cover, hiding behind the permacrete wall of what used to be a prominent shop in the district. Merrick Fionst was there, meditating despite the wail of violence outside of his perception. The Jedi Master opened his eyes, finally knowing the answer to the question that had been eating at him ever since his forces had gotten pinned down. “The Force is telling me that there’s no civilians in that building, Commander,” Fionst replied. “Do it.” Commander Hal nodded and then immediately tuned his helmet comlink to the gunners in the AT-TEs a kilometer away. “He says it’s clean, commence battery.” “Yessir,” the gunners replied in unison. Three heavy walkers aimed their laser cannons at the ten story building that housed several CIS droids and fired. The shots hit the building on the fifth floor, immediately blowing out windows and building material. The blasts expanded and exploded, the weakened structure no longer able to support the weight on top of it. The building collapsed violently. The Republic troops without the benefits of a self-contained breathing apparatus supplied by sophisticated armor fled into nearby buildings to escape the oncoming dust and debris storm. Merrick refused to do so, opting to simply walk away from the oncoming blast, sadness in his heart. * “Do be careful,” OOM-1984 said to the droid mechanic as the rumble of the destroyed building shivered through the area. “I insist upon perfection.” “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” the mechanic nonchalantly replied as he pulled the welding goggles over his eyes again. “It’s not like I just can’t try again.” “I insist upon perfection,” the command droid repeated again. “My troops need me.” “Almost as if you’re alive…” the mechanic mumbled. “I will pretend that you did not say that,” OOM-1984 replied, a hint of mechanical malice in his voice. “Fine,” the mechanic said, applying the soldering gun to the new arm of the droid. “Sorry.” “Apology accepted,” the command droid replied. “Try it out,” the mechanic said as he removed his goggles a few minutes later. OOM-1984 flexed his new arm out, manipulating the finger digits one at a time and then in sequence. “Acceptable,” he stated. “For now.” “Sorry about that,” the mechanic said. “I don’t have any OOM droid arms. For the most part, though, the arm of a standard B1 battle droid is interchangeable.” “I am currently at an estimated 85%,” OOM-1984 replied. “It is suitable.” Grabbing his blaster rifle, the droid walked out of the maintenance bay, ready to once again lead his troops into battle. *** “Move in!” Trem yelled to the soldiers under his command as they raced into a building. Battle droids raised their rifles at the invading clones, only to be shot down before they could even fire a shot. The clones rapidly entered the main lobby of what was once an office building. “Keep your eyes open!” “Get them!” OOM-1984 cried out from the second story, ordering his own squad of B1 battle droids to open fire. Red blaster shots rained down, forcing Trem and his troops to take cover. The lifts that separated the floors opened, causing a single droideka to roll out from all four of them. “Oh kriff…” Trem cursed as he watched the destroyer droids begin to unfurl. “We need help!” he cried out to anyone that could hear him. -----signature----- R.I.P. E. Gary Gygax Thank you for D&D
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earlybird-obi-wan Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 4/8 8:59pm Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	The young Jedi walked briskly past the captain that he had placed in charge of the base and towards the outside of the base. Wounded clones were being worked on by Republic medical personnel, their blood spilling onto the ground. It was an unsettling image for the thirteen year-old, who had never seen what war could really do to a person before. Wars worked differently than the original training that he had gotten as a Jedi. When he was a mere youngling, the Jedi’s primary mission was to resolve galactic disputes, but now they were the commanders and primary fighters—other than the clones, of course—in a major war that spanned the majority of the galaxy. It didn’t take a wise and venerable Jedi Master to realize that something was a little wrong with that picture. Yes he is right Jedi weren't meant to go into that war at all. Great update -----signature----- writer and Star Wars fan FANART [link=http://boards.theforce.net/fan_art/b10020/25793899]fanart[/link] stories in my bio
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Raptor517 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 4/9 11:15am Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	Crap. Droidekas....es no bueno. Shoot em quick, if you've a blaster and no force. If you've got the force, smash their shields. If you've got neither...run. Great post! Raptor517 -----signature----- Piercing the Darkness http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28010631/p1/?1 His Brother's Words http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/26020497/p1/?3 Metamorphosis http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/24997946/p5/?7 Hunter's Vendetta http://
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whiskers Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 4/11 7:07pm Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	earlybird-obi-wan Yes he is right Jedi weren't meant to go into that war at all. It was, as I believe Stover wrote, the perfect Jedi trap. Get them in the position to be killed or get them in the position to be turned. That's what I love about the Clone Wars. Raptor517 Crap. Droidekas....es no bueno. Shoot em quick, if you've a blaster and no force. If you've got the force, smash their shields. If you've got neither...run. Great post! Droidekas are bad. It's gonna be interesting, to say the least. -----signature----- R.I.P. E. Gary Gygax Thank you for D&D
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yodas_waiter Registered: Oct '06	Date Posted: 4/13 2:19am Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	Wow, I can't believe I've missed so many updates. Sorry about that Whiskers The story is really taking off now and I'm liking it. The action is excellent and I'm still impressed by how well versed you are with everything military. Your attention to detail is astounding. Had I written this fic, it would've been "explosions, explosions, explosions". You've made it something much more than that. Much more real. Small extra stuff I appreciated from the last updates were: the battle droid shouting "exterminate". It made me think of the Daleks from Doctor Who. Jorec's observation of the trampled grass and OOM-1984's operation. That was a nice subversion of the what it injury means in battle. Keep it up! -----signature----- Padawan to Sionnach-Airgid Author of Chyler databank entry Nominated Best New Author in Before the Saga 06/07 The Enforcer (SW Super-hero tribute): http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28028864/p1/?2
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whiskers Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 4/13 6:48pm Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	yodas_waiter Wow, I can't believe I've missed so many updates. Sorry about that Whiskers Not a problem. The story is really taking off now and I'm liking it. It's about a day until the end of the battle, and you haven't seen anything yet. Well, maybe you have, but not expanded like this. The action is excellent and I'm still impressed by how well versed you are with everything military. I've read the Republic Commando novels! :P And played Battlefront. the battle droid shouting "exterminate". It made me think of the Daleks from Doctor Who. FInally! Someone gets the reference! SciFi was running a marathon that day and Army of Ghosts/Doomsday was playing. Jorec's observation of the trampled grass and OOM-1984's operation. That was a nice subversion of the what it injury means in battle. Thanks a lot. I really wanted to make OOM-1984 very human, and I hope that it's worked so far. -----signature----- R.I.P. E. Gary Gygax Thank you for D&D
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whiskers Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 4/13 7:38pm Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	The Battle of Selvernos Part 11 Night began to fall upon the main continent of Selvernos, painting the sky in various shades of orange and blue. Merrick Fionst viewed as much of the sunset as he could from the streets, noting with sadness the tinges of smoke that invaded what should have been a picturesque scene. The siege was ongoing in the central portion of Gevest, and the civilians were paying the heaviest price. The wasn’t in the loss of lives, for he and the clones had been very methodical to prevent the loss of innocent life, but the reconstruction of the area would cost millions—possibly billions—of credits by the time that the siege would be over. “Droidekas!” a panicked voice cried out through his comlink, quickly bringing the Jedi Master out of his thoughts. The voice was distinctively Trem’s, Merrick thought, having spent enough time around the majority of his clone leadership to learn their own slightly unique method of speech. The Jedi Master’s mind quickly raced, attempting to pull up in record time the place where he had assigned Trem’s platoon. An office building only a block away, the answer soon came to him. * Trem hunkered down behind a desk, shooting blindly at the droidekas. One of the three destroyer droids had been destroyed almost as immediately as it had appeared; the clones pouring as much blaster fire as they could before the shield was activated. Ten of his over 30 clones were cut down in the initial wave of blaster fire, with five more perishing in the desperate race for cover. Of those killed, Trem could tell, was Sergeant Emren, one of the best sergeants in the GAR, the lieutenant reckoned. Emren, who had been wounded just days ago fighting on Coruscant, had caught a blaster bolt in the head, a mercifully quick and painless death for one who deserved it most. Tann, a corporal, had quickly taken over the fallen clone’s duties, determined to get what remained of his squad out of the combat alive. Trem removed a thermal detonator from his belt, his order to not use them in civilian buildings overridden by an amendment to it: “unless absolutely necessary.” The sensors inside of his helmet gave him a panoramic view of the entire first floor, allowing him to see the droidekas. He cursed as he realized that he could only take one out at a time and that, with the death of the platoon’s demolitions expert and a previous engagement, his was the only usable det at the moment. Trem activated the thermal detonator, listening for three seconds as the explosive beeped, lights flashing across the sphere. Knowing where his target was located, Trem relied on his training. Muscle memory and advanced projectile physics telling him exactly how hard to throw the detonator. The throw was off, however, by several centimeters, the product of a flesh and bone behind it. Not that it mattered with a thermal detonator. The explosion ripped through the area, shredding the shield of the droideka right before doing the same to the alloy it was made of. The mixture of slag and the remnants of still salvageable metal toppled to the floor. OOM-1984 watched the droideka as it exploded, aiming his own blaster carbine at the clone troopers below only to find a woefully inadequate shot. “Get them!” he ordered, watching as the battle droids on the top level that did have half a decent shot open fire upon the clones. More digital disappointment as the shots hit only the cover the clones were hidden under or missed outright. The command droid urged his ambushing droids to maneuver around the upper floor, the open-air portions chosen originally for aesthetics now being perfect for a battle. Merrick Fionst entered the office building and dove for cover almost immediately as the rampaging droideka turned his way, spewing red blaster fire everywhere. Burning debris rained down from walls and objects in the way of the shots, filling the floor. Merrick ignited his blade as he slid across the floor, deflecting away the shots aimed at him by the battle droids on the second floor. The Jedi sprung to his feet a second later, the Force surging inside of him, urging him to do what so many would consider a suicide maneuver. Now four meters away from the droideka and facing it’s left side, Merrick heaved his lightsaber over his head and threw it. The glowing, green blade arced over the floor, soaring towards the occupied destroyer droid. The searing sword connected first with one of the droid’s three legs, upsetting the tripod and causing it to tip. Propelled by both human strength and the Force, the lightsaber continued on its path, carving through the thin head of the droideka. Destroyed and unbalanced, the dying droid unleashed one last gout of blaster fire as it toppled. Merrick reached out with the Force as he dove for more cover amongst the renewed vigor of the battle droid assault, anxious to get his weapon back in his hand. The clone troopers, now relatively free to do what they wished with the threat of three droidekas gone, emerged from their cover, firing their own blaster rifles towards the enemy positions. “Charge!” Trem yelled, taking out two droids with just as many precise shots. The clone troopers, with Merrick Fionst right behind them, rushed out into the open, headed towards the stair well that led to the primary defense position of the droids. OOM-1984 fell back as the clones entered the second floor, firing without any thought of actually hitting a clone. Even his shots that missed instilled a slight amount of apprehension in his targets, making them take cover. Droids around him fell to clone fire, while a very small numbers of the enemy fell to theirs. They were beaten, the command droid sadly realized. The CIS had fought valiantly to keep the planet and its minerals, but the Republic had fought even harder. OOM-1098 kept firing at the clones, killing a sergeant. A grenade thrown by a droid behind him explode meters before reaching the front line, the majority of the shrapnel inside of the explosive losing just enough kinetic punch to avoid any real injury. Whether that was a product of the distance, the Jedi, or both, he couldn’t surmise. The droids around him kept falling, despite their continued blaster fire. It was the Jedi, the command droid thought as he finally took a look at the complete battle. For every shot at a member of the front row of clone troopers came towards them, the Jedi blocked the one most likely to be fatal. OOM-1984 aimed at the Jedi, using the green blade as a beacon, and fired. The shots deflected off of that very beacon, hitting the ceiling and causing plaster to fall down to the tiled floor. His injury sensors flared as a bolt deflected off of his second volley slammed into his chest. Smoke and sparks obscured his vision as internal sensors screamed their visual warnings. Power systems were critically damaged. Shutdown in five… four… The droid raised his blaster from his prone position, targeting sensors aiming at a clone trooper. Just one more, he thought, as he aimed at the Jedi, who was now running towards the scattering remnants of his command. A clear at the Jedi’s gut, which would likely be fatal to an unarmed man, presented itself, causing OOM-1984 to begin to raise his gun as Merrick passed. A flash of green in his visual sensors was the last thing that the droid saw before he perished. * Tohm Rellin watched the battle for Gevest inside of the main Separatist base, several kilometers away. Through incoming reports, blaster cameras, and other surveillance methods, he could see his forces fail. Gevest was key, and when he first invaded the planet, he told all of his command droids that. “Control Gevest, and you control the world,” he had said. Now, Gevest had all but fallen, and the best command droid in Rellin’s forces had fallen with it. Reluctantly, the CIS general punched in the code for a world-wide transmission. “Attention all defenders of Gevest,” he said, the words shaking along with his body. “Fall back.” The shift was immediate as the order went out. Droids began to make fighting retreats from their locations, some groups escorting what remained of collaborator leadership with them. “I repeat,” Rellin sighed. “Fall back to base.” He collapsed into his chair, free hand rubbing his temples, trying to prevent the stress headache from getting worse. “Kriff!!!” he shouted at the top of his lungs, hurling a datapad. The pad impacted solidly on a glass display, shattering it into thousands of pieces, and with it; perhaps the Separatist cause on the planet. -----signature----- R.I.P. E. Gary Gygax Thank you for D&D
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earlybird-obi-wan Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 4/13 9:05pm Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	Great scenes in that building and having a Jedi at your side has its advantages. -----signature----- writer and Star Wars fan FANART [link=http://boards.theforce.net/fan_art/b10020/25793899]fanart[/link] stories in my bio
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Raptor517 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 4/14 12:14pm Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	Awesome update. I liked how the clones/Jedi dispatched the droidekas. Raptor517 -----signature----- Piercing the Darkness http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28010631/p1/?1 His Brother's Words http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/26020497/p1/?3 Metamorphosis http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/24997946/p5/?7 Hunter's Vendetta http://
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yodas_waiter Registered: Oct '06	Date Posted: 4/21 4:20am Subject: RE: The Battle of Selvernos (Clone Wars fic); Part Three posted.
	I actually feel kind of bad for OOM-1984, it must be frustrating leading those battle droid judging by what we've seen in the movies Also liked Fionst's awesome entry into the battle, especially the Battlefront effect of him throwing the lightsaber. Nice touch! -----signature----- Padawan to Sionnach-Airgid Author of Chyler databank entry Nominated Best New Author in Before the Saga 06/07 The Enforcer (SW Super-hero tribute): http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28028864/p1/?2
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