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On Byss

The top secret construction of 3 shipyards was kept quiet. The Crimson Pirates blockaded the system with thier interdictors. nobody was entering the system alive.

It Begins

Incomming transmission
"its him"
few minutes later.....(i didnt feel like posting)
George, "Okay, we will meet soon, your time and place of choosing."

Tag: Thok

 

Yes Thonk, good idea. The only thing you need to know is that resources and allies help build and recruit faster. Please don't blow thing s out of porportion, and realize you are just a co-gm. If somebody needs a question answered and you get to it then I can overrule it. I don't want it gettin screwed up

No offense. But yes you may.

ic: DAG got ready to leave his protection fleet and gather at a rally point.

 

::Sullust::

Shipyards 5% Complete

Reciving transmitions from both allies, the bear cult's leaders began transfering to the Judicator. Rommel then proceded to send messages to the location of meeting to take place. This message was sent in code

TO: THE CRIMSON PIRATES AND THE DAVO ALLIANCE
SUBJECT:SUPER SECRET MEETING TYPE THINGY.
BODY: HEOHKDSNGKSKDNGKJSDALJAFGDSKFJNEOLWNKNWAKONDKANSKDGJDKSJGAKJDSOANKNEKFNEOAWGHKASDNMFGNJERNGBNADSVIJISFDAJGINERNWAIUEHGIVNASIGNKNSAANKCBJKVCMXGKWENRAKNWKENKGNMOSACJVKCMKANNSKNIJKGIOEWAHIGFERJWGHBBOOBSFJDSKALJDFNEEDNMWKMVASIOJKBNKDJFAWOIJFOIPQWJFAJKDJFKAELJWKJFKNSAKNFIOANNAWOAIDKGNKWEUIWEURTYZNKSAJFBEJNAJIPADFJKEASDKFJQOANKNEYIAJAQGATUDSIBRFERGBAOSJDMV.
THE BEAR CULT

And with that message the VSD Judicator took off for the secret location where the three factions would meet.


TAG: DAVO LLTR

 

Dag got the message back from the code room. He decided to send Auqua Deth and DSDs Doom's Day and Monkey's Pride to the meeting place.

 

George, "Send the Apocalyspe to the secret meeting place, also have my personal escort with me."
Officer, "Very well sir."

The Apocalyspe went to hyperspace, heading towards the secret meeting area.

 

May I join the Empire?

Admiral Hiram Xander Marxa-Commander 4th Imperial Fleet

Flagship
ISD II- Warmonger

Fleet
Battle group One
ISD II- Warmonger
ISD II- Vengence
ISD -Belaraphon

VSD II- Wrack
VSD II- Wyrm
VSD II- Grendel

Interdictor- Beowulf

3 Carrack Lt. Cruisers
6 Lancer Frigates
2 Escort Carriers

Fighter Squadrons
3 Wings (36 Squadrons or 432 Fighters)
1 Wing Defenders
2 Wings Interceptors

Battle Group Two
ISD II- Wraith
ISD- Mammoth
ISD- Togora

VSDII- Inquisitior
VSDII- Vladet

Strike Cruiser- Contra
Strike Cruiser- Horrice

3 Carrack Lt. Cruisers
6 Lancer Class Frigates
3 Escort Carriers

Fighter Squadrons
3 Wings
2 Wings Interceptors
1 Wing Bombers

Battle Group Three
ISD II- Goron
ISD II- Necromancer
ISD- Satyr

VSDII- Relinquish
VSDII- Paladin
VSDII- Death's Hand

Interdictor- Siren

1 Neb B2
4 Carrack Lt. Cruisers
8 Lancer Class Frigates
4 Escort Carriers

Fighter Squadrons
4 Wings
2 wings Defenders
2 wings Interceptors

Admiral Hiram Xander Marxa grew up the son of a promenent aristocrat on Corucscant. His father was the sole owner of Corsa trading industries which initiated and regulated most of the trade that traveled to and from Coruscant. His father also had an unfortunate relationship with the Black Sun.

Hiram did not know about this, and agains his father's wishes, attended the Imperial Naval Academy at Cardia. He graduated the top of his class, and was immediately assigned as a leison between fleet. His tactical brilliance and adapability, coupled with his fierce alliegance to the New Order helped him move steadily up the ranks.

When back on Coruscant, he turned his own father in as a traitor to the New order, after discovering the Black Sun contacts...the Emperor was impressed and personally promoted him to Admiral and gave him the 4th Tactical Fleet.

Today, he is working the outer rim, exposing pirating groups and hunting down rebel sympathizers...his working knowledge of Pirate battle techinques and capabilities makes him a dangerous opponent to both Pirate groups and Rebel Sympahizers.

OOC: Give me three planets to place my battle Groups at.

 

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Welcome!
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WW looks good, welcome aboard, one little conflict thou, there are no use of pre-existing factions. The only reason for this is not to blow ship growth into mass proportions. But I think if you use REASONABLE thought about your ships, you should be able to use the empire. Davofett do you agree or should we stick to the 1000 years after rules? Also for you planets You can Control- Correlia, Talus And Tralus.

IC: The Bear Cult.

Officer-"Sir We are approaching the meeting location."

Rommel-"Good prepare to drop from hyperspace."

Droping out of hyperspace, the lone VSD, Slowed to a stop and waited for thier allies.

Tag: WW LLTR and Davo.

 

HMMM. I think just becuse WW is a good guy, we can give him the Empire, but it is a poor Empie. I will let him have it If he wants,but guys we're runnin out of people to fight. We need people and fast.

I MUST DEMAND THAT EVERYONE (BUT LLTR WW DAVOFETT AND THONK) MUST POST AN I'M STILL HERE POST. THANX.

IC:

"Sir we are reaching the drop point."

Dag roared as the 3 dsds came out of lightspeed.

 

Miin dropped out at the Rondevous point in his Strident Class Star Defender Terror.

 

OOC: I always thought that a Wing was 12 Squadrons from the conversation that Wedge Antilles had with the Verpine mechanic about how to paint his kills on the side of his X-wing. and it went somthing to the effect of one gross squadrons= a wing...or somthing like that...that's how I based all my stats. If we're playing 6 squadrons is a wing, then my wing numbers will have to be doubled.

Corellia

Admiral Marxa Stood in his office on the 40th story of the Command structure in Coronet City...capital of the Corellian Empire.

over five hundred Years ago, Great Emperor Palpatine's loyal New Order was pushed to it's last bastion and beyond. A last major offensive against the third Republican Dynasty resulted in the destruction of much of the New Order...but allowed the reminant to gain a small foothold in the Corellian Sector. Now, here they stayed, and had been for over five hundred Years.

The New Emperor...Emperor Arikor had seen the potential in General-Admiral Marxa, and had promoted him to the rank of Grand Admiral. Now, he was in charge of most strategic battle situations, and he also was responsible for the latest campaign to reign in worlds that had forgotten the peace and stability that the Empire of old had alloted them.

Admrial Marxa pondered all of this as he looked over the City Planet of Corellia...which was beginning to look very much like the holovids of Ancient Imperial Center. Behind him the com rang in.

"Sir, this is Commander Draxa of the 1st fleet...we are ready to set sail."

Marxa keyed the comm. "Very good Commander...you may inform the men that as soon as their Emperor gives me leave, we shall set sail for our destination."

"Very good sir..Draxa out."

Marxa keyed his comm off, and left his office, carrying a small bag of personal items. He entered the turbolift, and it transported him over 400 stories up the 100km tall tower, to the very top of Imperial Center.

He disembarked the turbolift, and turned to walk down the corridor. All around him the Empire breathed. Through the extreme cleanliness of the floors, buffed to a shine, to the remarkable prunning job of the native Cahal Trees that lined the grand prominade. All around him dignitaries from other worlds and cultures assembled, talking about trade with the Corellian Empire. There were no Aliens, Marxa noticed with a relief...Those filth...All they're good for is manual labor and target practice he thought to himself.

About 1000 yards from the turbolift was a set of double doors. Admiral Marxa keyed the lock, and once it scanned his fingerprint signature, his retna and his encoded key card, it flashed green, admitting him.

What stood before him also spoke very highly of the Imperial Aristocractic love of perfection and art. A grand meeting chamber opened into a vast office. There was room for a garrison of Stormtroopers, however, two guards stood at the door, dressed from head to toe in Imperial purple, the force pikes in their hands making for a very dangerous welcoming party. Ahead a grand staircase lead up from the center of the room. Half way up the ascention, it split in two, and angled away from the center, rotating as it went. Both stair cases reached the other side of the room in symmetry and angled around the outside of the wall into a walkway. Though from his position, Marxa knew that these stairs and paths were wide enough for five or six stormtroopers to walk abreast, and not be bunched up.

Marxa walked slowly up the blue padded steps. He chose the left staircase just arbitrarily, and continued his ascention. As he walked around the walkway, he noticed the priceless works of art hanging on the walls...some even from before Emperor Palpatine's great sacrifice at Endor. At the far end of the room, directly up from the reception area, sat the Emperor. He was clothed in bright blue robes and he was sitting in his chair, overlooking the world below him. Monitors all around flashed important coded messages that he could review at any time.

"Admiral Marxa, I am pl

 

Hi! I'm a NOOB, and I've never played an RP here, but Wildwookiee recomended this place as a place to start...he's helped me make a fleet and I'm ready to play

Nameeamon Re'ytran
Species: Devoran
Age: 40
height: 6'4"


Physical Characteristics-

Deamon Re'ytran has broken many competitors with the burning stare of his molten red eye with orange highlights. His body is covered in numerous scars from the many fights that he has been in, and initiated...he has hieroglyphic tattoos on his face, marking his dark skin with what people call "battle marks". His right eye had been goudged out in a vibroblade fight, but was too tough to have it replaced, except for a black nerf hide patch

Mental Characteristics-
Deamon grew up as an invisible one in new Coruscant's underground. Being around so many people slowly worked on his telepathic mind, making him unstable. He does not like large crowds, he's very anti-social, and prone to unexpected acts of agression. If you approach him, do so on his good side, or you could end up looking up from the ground into his molten eye.

Combat Characteristics-
Deamon prefers to fight using a number of weapons...most of them melee weaponry. He carries a Adumari Blast Sword, and two mini knives in his boots. Still, nothing can match a good blaster at your side, so he also carries an old DL-44 assault rifle.

He is quick to anger, and can use it to his advantage...usually taking his opponent off guard. His reflexes are unparralleled, as are his skills with all sorts of melee weapons. His anger however can be his downfall, as he tends to become focused on one thing and forget about other things.


Daemon is the head of a small pirate organization. They have been plaguing the regions outside of Sullust for years now...preying on luxuary yachts and other smaller ships. His pirate gang Xantara is the fastest growing organization in his sector.

Xantara
1 Asteroid Base- Helms Deep
3 Class 2 shield Generators
10 Heavy Turbolaser batteries
Docking berth
1 Wing(6 Squadrons)Tie Interceptors
1 Wing X-wing
2 Wings Z-95 Headhunters
2 Wings Y-Wings
1 Wing Assault Gunboats
1 Wing Tie Bombers[/b]
Strike Cruiser- Sassafrass
Carrack Lt. Cruiser- Outbreaker
Neb B2 Houldun
Neb B2 Rage
15 Marauder Corvettes


((WW speaking: Note, not all fighters can leave at once...but since his fleet is rather small, he should get some "extras" that the rest of us don't))

Asteroid Base is near Sullust...

 

Yub_Yub Speaks truth...he is my friend...actually, he's my brother's roomate. My Bro is Stradman, and I've told him to start posting here as well...I hope this thread can thrive!!!

 

Secret Place

The Apocalyspe dropped out of light speed, its perfect black hull reflected as if it were the stars themselves.

George boarded his personal shuttle. The shuttle took off and headed to the meeting, with him was his personal squadran.

George, "I'm here all, tell me where to land."

Tag: davo, thok

 

Secret Place

All three members of the alliance were here together.

"Please gentlemen, if you would be so kind as to join me in my war room, we can begin to discuss our plans for attack."

Tag: Davo and LLTR

OOC Welcome Yub Yub, we will try to make this a great experience for your first rp.

 

As the Sassafrass dropped out of hyperspace with four Marauder Corvettes, 3 squadrons of Y-Wings,two squadrons of interceptors, and one squadron of Z-95's, Deamon smiled. It had been a while since he had personally commanded a pirating raid. Now, all they had to do was wait for the right target from Sullust, probably one of the luxury yachts or a poorly guarded supply convoy. Now that he though about it, he was precariously low on Whyren's Reserve, and hoped to pick some up, along with other supplies and parts. Yes, today would be a good day. As long as the convoy could be scanned in time, he could simply disable the ships he wanted with the Y-wings ion cannons, while he rest either scattered or were picked of by his smaller fighters. Such a relatively short jump from Xantara base, he could pull this job quickly and make the jump home before anyone looked too hard. A micro jump from a shipping lane, he waited, prepared for anything.

OOC Thanks! I will try to be a wothy opponent or a valuable ally, whichever!

 

OOC: Welcome Yub_Yub. I got your PM but something went wrong with my PC. And May I sugest Green Squadron as another good RP.

IC: SECRET PLACE.

Dag walked with his translator.

The droid chimmed in Dag's comments.

"Dag wishes for his guards to leave." Turning to the other gentelmen the droid changed tones. "My master agrees, only we should know our plans. Men, to the war room."

The electronic voice ended and they were off.

The droid started back up in the war room.

"We should be ready to attack. Shipyards are almost compleete. The empire is ammasing. They are to of equel strength. If we catch them off gaurd we can win."

Dag waited for comments.

 

George rises up at the table, "I agree with you, the Empire right now is weak, if we combine forces, we can take them."

George, "Also, im working on something that should be only keep in this room, its called Apocalyspe Now."

Tag: Thok, Davo

I'll pm you two the details of Apocalyspe Now

 

Sullust

The Imperial 1st fleet exited hyperspace over Sullust, flags of diplomacy flying.

"Leader of Sullust, I beg a parly with you."

TAG

 

Dag realized to switch fields.

The droid translated.

"Dag says that Bacta has made his economy strong. As with Iceheart when she ruled, Dag can come up with credits to pay for some. He can also supply workers through the Bacta Clone project. It is quite succesful, you se.."

The droid was cut off by a roar

"Never mind. He says all Nebs and Neb2s shoould come to Thyferra to get upgrades."

TAG: LLTR THONK

 

Secret Meeting Place
"My dear dear allies, your ideas are wonderful in the idea of strengthing our hold on the galaxy. Dag, i will send my Few neb-b2's to you for upgrades. And what were you saying about bacta, you seemed to cut your self off, oh nevermind. Patton, please continue to tell me about this Appocolypse now, would you happen to have a data pad about it?

Sullust

The remainder of the Bear Cult war fleet was astonished to see a fleet from the mighty empire. The lead Ship Replyed to the call from the fleet ahead of them.

"What would you wish to talk to us about loyalist to the emperor?"

Tag: DAVO, LLTR, WW

 

Sullust

I wish to know where your loyalties lie...I am here to offer a one time peace agreement. You join our ranks, and inside the Imperial Consortium, we shall work together to create a mutual and benifical working relationship. In return for a subsuquent tax, and the acceptance of Imperial Sovreignty, We shall protect you from outside sources...I hear that you have been having a small amount of trouble with pirates...and I assure you, I will do what I can to keep them from disrupting your trade...that is if you accept our generous offer of protection under our sovreign right. Please contact your leadaer, and have him or her meet with me aboard my Starship, where I shall have a grand banquet prepared in their honor.

TAG


Corellia Over Corellia a shipyard was being constructed. this yard was large enough to handle two ISD II's and 4 smaller Vic II's, as well as numerous starfighters and escort craft. Worker droids had already layed the framework out, and the plans were going on smoothly to have the project done in 2 months.

Tralus

The 2nd fleet took off for Selonia...these aliens would be taught who the true rulers of the Universe were meant to be....

 

As the covoy halted in the face of his escort, Deamon thought he could hear the captain of the supply train gulp. This was nonesense, of course, but, he was now concentrating on defense. He sacnned several ships and noted that a smaller freighter has a nice supply of his Whyren's reserve, as well as other exotic liquors that he could enjoy, or seel for a tidy profit. He also saw that the cinvoy had parts for his Soro Suub fighters, and he could always use repair parts. He disabled only three ships for plunder, the small freighter with the liquor, a larger freighter with X-Wing parts, and a third of general supplies that were needed. Thhis was just another greeting to the leaders of Sullust. It would not cripple tham, but, by just taking what he needed for now, he hoped to avoid detection. He had gotten word that an Imperial Pirate hunter from the Outer Rim had shown up in system, and he had heard the name before. Admiral Marxa had all but obliterated one of Deamon's former partners wjo was making a run in the Outer Rim. He had good reason to fear.

 

OOC: You see that the droid was going to ramble on about the BCP. It is just cloning through bacta treatments of stuff, and what not. THONK. Start posting on wraith squadron again. You see that the RP is getting more members. We can get Jace to come back!!!!

 

As Deamon's fleet entered hyperspace, he couldn't help but smile. True, it hadn't been the kind of smashing victory that he had known in years past, but it was the feel of a succesful raid that would fuel yet more. As he sipped some of his new liquor, an exotic name he could'nt pronounce, he relaxed. This time, as least, Marxa had come up empty handed.

 

i will await the message from you about appocolypse now. Good day gentlemen.

The VSD Judicator left from the meeting place and headed back twards Sullust.

At sullust the Bear Cult fleet sent this reply to the awaiting Imperial Ships.

"Dearest imperials, your alliance is tempting, we shall tell our leader of this proposition once he returns. Good day."

Tag: Everyone.