SWRPF Archive NJO Purges II: The Bigshots Strike Back

((Welcome GI. I was pretty sure that Nolan disbanneded [sp?] the Imperium which means...you're out of a job))

 

((one "n" in disbanded, drake ))

 

((Sweet! I get a fleet to myself! Rogue Warlord here I come! ))

*Exits hyperspace*

Hailing Apocolypse this is GI and the remnants of the Grand Imperium. Permission to dock with a shuttle

 

((*insert rolly eyes* oh, brother ))

 

*on his way back to the bridge*

Sure GI...come aboard. The more the merrier!

((btw, we're in orbit of Ziost. JM, D3 and I are aboard and Gen is on the surface))

 

((and D3's brought his entire squardron, who are drinking up a storm downstairs))

 

*Flies aboard on his shuttle*

Hey Drake!

*Goes to the bar and finds D3 and his squad in a bar fight*

Hmm..haven't done one of these in a while...better drink a bit before entering the fight...

*Drinks a bit while watching the fight*

 

((*guilty grin* hehe. that bar fight is kinda my doing. i wonder if i should go break it up...nah. ))

 

((I should probably go spoil their fun now...the other patrons are getting frightened))

 

(( you're no fun drake.))

 

((Party Pooper! ))

*Finishes his last drink and gets up*

Hmm...should I really join the fight...yeah!

*Joins in the bar fight*

 

*has been in the same position for what feels like hours. catches a flash of something hidiously scary through the Force from Nakita*
*let's out something between a scream and a shriek and tears from her room*
*gets all the way down the hall to the turbolift before she can stop running and catch her breath*
*slumps down the wall, draws knees up to her chest, and rests her head on them, trembling*

 

*slams into the corridor wall as he's struck by a powerful Force vision*

Gah! JM! I'm coming...

*takes off to the turbolift*

 

*As he is beating a swoop Jockey feels a disturbance in the force*

Hmm...what could that be?

*Ducks under a charging patron and flips him over*

 

((g2g. night ppl ))

 

*A squadron of 12 battered but functional X-wings appear in-system on approach to the Appocalypse*

TSL: This is Colonel TSL, of Twin Suns Squadron requesting permission to dock...

((I made it!!! Yesssssss!!))

 

*D3 and the Krayts emerge from the sim chamber bruised but triumphant*

K3: I think we did well. We should reward ourselves with more lomin-ale, and maybe races down long empty corridors on devices just like the ones Myn Donos constructed on Mon Remonda. There's a stack of them in a room not far from here.

D3: Great idea. This ship is so big, I'm sure there's some good corridors for a kind of repulsor-destruction-derby.

*The Krayts set off and find this storage area, which indeed has the devices as promised, except modified to include steering and a small propulsion unit*

D3: *Consults ship directory*
Hmm, there is a good long corridor on.......
Level 20. Just one level down from the.....Mall? Beauty Parlour? Drake must be thinking Wyld will drop by soon.

Let's go, and do something silly!

K7: Can we change our name to Silly Squadron then?

K2: Been done Seven

K7: Ohhh. Guess I'll just go back to killing my brain with alcohol.

D3: Good idea.

*The Krayts depart for level 20, for a Donos class recreational vehicle (DRV) race, with the added handicap of each having a keg of lomin-ale strapped to the back of his DRV, complete with driver refreshment hose*

 

((hey TSL. welcome to our humble abode in the middle of nowhere ))

 

*meanwhile, halfway across the galaxy on an unknown backwater world*

[Wyld Exits her x-wing with a dainty hop and scans her surroundings]

Wyld: Hmmmm, lots of trees...I may be in a forest.

[hears a twig snap behind her, whirls round with her blaster set to 'kill'. A strange little creature is standing mere metres away, gazing up at Wyld with big glassy eyes]

Wyld: Gah!!! What are you?

Creature: Greetings Mistress Wyld. I am Soda. Expecting you I have been.

Wyld: Eh? How do you know my name?

Soda: [points at Wyld's x-wing, with sign 'property of Wyld' stencilled in shocking purple on the side]

I take it you have come to learn my teachings, have you not?

Wyld: Um, no, not really. Look, if you could just point me in the direction of the nearest mall, and i'll be on my way.

Soda: [chuckles] Such a thing there is not here. Please, come you must to my mudhole. There we will talk and you will learn.

Wyld: [rolls eyes] Look, i really don't have time for jokes. Just point me in the right direction little man.

Soda: Joke i do not Mistress Wyld...

[the colour drains from Wyld's face, and she loses her footing.]

But, my hair, my clothes. I need fuel for my ship too. What'll i do?...[sits down against her x-wing]

 

*rushes up to JM*

What is it? What's wrong?

*kneels in front of her*

What did you see?

 

((heya drake, i found you guys at last, muh hah hah hahhhh ))

*on the backwater planet of Legobas*

Wyld: Look, is there anyway off this mudhole?

Soda: Mudhole??? My home this is!!!! [tries to hit Wyld with his walking stick, but she uses the force to swipe it out the way]

Wyld: I ain't in the mood you little green goblin. Now, I have to get off this planet. You have to help me. If not, i'll start singing, and a thousand terrible things will head this way...[gestures into the forest]

Soda: [narrows eyes in contemplation] Mmmm...Help you i will...Come, for the Soda it is time to eat, hmmm?

Wyld: [gets up] Well, ok. But i dont have much time...[starts to follow Soda into the forest] By the way, i don't suppose your home has a shower does it?

 

((Legobas?...Soda?...oh my...))

 

((yes, well...gah!))

 

((Very...original))

 

*A random officer in a random docking bay gives the Twins clearance to land. The Twins head for the Cantina...of course.*

TSL: *sigh*

Twin 3: What'sa matter?

TSL: Shut up, three...

Twin 2: Permission to get totally wasted, Colonel?

TSL: Why'd you ask? You're going to anyway, aren't you?

Twin 2: Yeah... *grins almost wistfully*

TSL: Just go...I'm going to find someone and get orders to do something. But first to my quarters to change! It took forever to find the system the Apocalypse was hiding in...

*TSL finds her quarters and changes into Jedi robes (it's the only thing clean at the moment), and heads out to look for someone in charge, triping over the robes as she goes.*