Events The Lower House - RP lite for the EUC

IC: Josch Decinchi, Grand Master of the EUC Jedi

The Grand Master can't stand to see how Sinre has abused his power while the citizens of the EUC were temporarily displaced. Before taking full action he decides on the prudent course of action and heads back to Ashla Station to consult with the rest of the Order.

But first he sends off two simple messages. The first is to the new 'Emperor' announcing his intentions of running for the Chancellorship. The second was to his old friend and commander of the old Wild Knightz, now the Shadow Sabres, Adalia Durron asking her to stand by his side once more.

TAG: Sinrebirth and Adalia-Durron

 

The Mandalorian looked on as the newly crowned Emperor gave his speech. By all rights he was still Chancellor, though his term and the emergency powers he had been granted, were now coming to an end. He had actually been looking forward to it, an end to the politicing and responsibility of the Senate. He had announced that in return for the emergency powers granted him he would not run for re-election as Chancellor. Nor did he intend to take on any ministry position, he was in fact looking forward to being a free agent again. Just another simple man trying to make his way in the universe.

But that had all changed. The Mandalorian had been informed of the coming changes to the law perpetuated by the new Emperor, he had even agreed with them. These were uncertain times, and order had to be maintained throughout the transition. Once things became more stable, they could be returned to normal. Or not. He really didn't care, after all it wouldn't be his problem anymore, and he was sure to find employment no matter what the future brought. That future came much sooner than he could believe. The new Emperor had announced his candidacy for the Chancellor's position. Probably as a way to legitimize his new role.

The shock came when the Emperor requested that the Mandalorian run with him, as Vice Chancellor. It was a small request, after all the job required little effort, and the rewards were few. Still it was a position that could prove to be advantageous in the future. Despite his desire to walk away from politics in the short term, his own goal was to become the first Mand'alor of the EUC system. No mere Chancellor, but a true supreme leader. An Emperor in all but name. This could prove to be a useful stepping stone.

Besides, one did not simply refuse a request from the Emperor. So he agreed, all the while making his own plans, plans that could prove dangerous. But what was life without a little risk?

He smiled under his buy'ce as the Emperor announced the Mandalorian as his running mate. Walking away from power was proving harder than he had expected. Might as well embrace it instead.

TAG: Sinrebirth

 

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IC: Bardan

In the deep woods of Oya the Mandalorian quietly attended to his dying campfire. It was cold here, far too cold for any who would visit and attempt to disturb the armored warrior as he enjoyed a brief respite from the constant chattering of the aruetiise. Not that any foreigner could reach him here anyway. The energy shield surrounding the small moon could only be accessed by mando'ade, and ensured that he could enjoy his sanctuary in peace.

He stared into the flames through his T-Visor. If his recollection was correct (and he had no reason to believe it wasn't) then a new election was soon upcoming for the EUC Senate. It would probably be best to be present for such. He shrugged his broad shoulders and smiled, for this election marked the end of his political career. After being a candidate of some kind for many of the past election cycles, it was nice to be able to sit back, relax and enjoy the process.

It's not that he didn't like politics, he hated it. One always had to be worried about staying one step ahead of the machinations of the Sith, or what damned idealistic crusade the Jedi were prepared to embark upon. At least he could understand some of the devil may care attitudes of the various pilots factions, but the obsession of some with ewoks was... disturbing. At least the Blue Moon Cantina (and its satellite cousin, the Rancor Pit) existed to help take the edge off.

But now he would no longer have to worry about pleasing them all in the Senate as he since before the Event. He continued gazing into the fire as he recalled the events of the past ten months.

He and Lord Sinre had indeed formed a powerful coalition. They had defeated no less than three other viable tickets to win the leadership of the Palace. It had pleased the Mandalorian then, to once again be in a position of power despite his promise to step down after his previous term had been extended. He had even put his own plans into motion. Plans that would have brought about the downfall of Chancellor Sinrebirth and anointed Bardan as Supreme Chancellor once again. But his plans were never to come to fruition.

In their place came "the News". The news rocked the entire TF.N oversector to the core, and the EUC system in particular. Suddenly everything was in doubt and no one was sure of what the future might bring. Speculation ran rampant, some even believed that the news would destroy the EUC itself. It could not be allowed to stand, and so the Mandalorian put his own plans for system wide domination on hold as he reaffirmed his loyalty to the Chancellor in the name of stability and order.

They had done well to guide the Palace through the first few months after the news, and when new elections came about the Mandalorian was once again tasked as the vice-Chancellor, this time to Darth Ardeur. In his final act as Chancellor the Dark Lord had reverted the Palace to a Senate once more. Matters there continued to go smoothly, events were planned and implemented, the EUC was at peace and everything was going well. But the Mandalorian didn't know that other plans had been set into motion, plans that had ultimately seen him rise to the position of Sector Mod. He had new duties and responsibilities now. Duties that placed him as the third way, the way between the Dark Lord Sinrebirth and the Empress of Light, Lady Adalia. They were age old enemies, and agreed on almost nothing. It put the Mandalorian into a position of considerable power, and power was meant to be used.

He smiled as he stamped out the remains of his campfire and made his way to his upgraded bes'uliik fighter. Soon he would be on his way back to "New Coruscant." His duties precluded him from running for political office now, but that didn't mean there wasn't a role for him to play there. After all, there was a new election to run.

TAG: ALL


OOC: Welcome back to the EUC's own "lite" RP. To those that don't know it is set in the EUC system and serves as a way to role play a little bit with your EUC personality. See this thread for further information (yes I know some of the posts are truncated, PM me if you have questions).

 

Mandalore has spoken. Long has the Mando'ade had their eyes on this aruettiise abandoned portion of the EUC. Dark Lord's & Empress's alike have abandoned you. As such, knowing that no one would have the gettse to stand against us we intend to claim this Lower House for the Mandalorian Clans and the glory of the Mando'ade!

In simplistic terms. WE ARE TAKING OVER!

Ba'gede'ye

 

IC: Shereshoy Cabur
Location: Oya

Clad in his all black beskar'gam and grey trim, with a hood drawn over his buy'ce and the bright blue T-visor that stood apart from the colors of his armor, he leaned against his black bes'uliik, the Obsidian Falcon. While fiddling with his knives with the force and enjoying the beauty of Oya, he waited for Bardan to return from the woods. He flew here once he heard the news, and patiently waited for Bardan rather than bother his solitude.

Shereshoy was a simple man. Fairly new to the EUC Community as well.

Besides the occasional mingling in the Blue Moon Cantina, Shereshoy steered away from the politics of the EU, as he never had a mind for it nor did he find any of it enjoyable. But regardless, as a Mandalorian, he supported Bardan Jusik the Mand'alor. Over the years of Bardan's political struggles, fights, and peacful moments, a pivotal moment in the history of the EUC was about to occur. The Mandalorians had decided to take over New Coruscant, and in Shereshoy's eyes it was a proper move needed to be made. Every Mandalorian understood that they needed to steer away from the never-ending bickering from the Jedi and the Sith, and establish their own Manda'yaim in the EUC. This moment will undoubtedly bring conflict between the Mandalorians and the rest of the EUC, but most importantly, the Mandalorians won't be wedged in the middle of a fight, but rather be on one side of the fight. It was a fight Shereshoy was more than prepared to partake in.

As Bardan rose from the woods, Shereshoy put his knives away and said, "Mand'alor" and gave a slight nod towards the leader of the Mandalorians. "Looks like Robimus has already made the first move..." Shereshoy smiled underneath his buy'ce, "Shall we join our Vode?"

Despite being a Grey Jedi himself, or more simply a freelancing Force user, Shereshoy will always be a Mandalorian over anything else, and he looked forward to standing behind his leader in this fight. He hoped Mand'alor knew that even though Force users were typically disliked by Mandalorians.

TAG: Bardan_Jusik Robimus

 

IC: Bardan.

So impatient, the Mandalorian thought to himself as he shook his head. There was much to be done before all out war could be declared on the rest of the EUC. The Mandalorians were strong, of that there was never any doubt. But if they came forward now and made their intentions known it would only cause the remainder of the EUC to unite against them. He had been here for some time now, and knew that little could get the Sith and Jedi to work together, but a Mandalorian threat could do the trick. For now it was better to work in the shadows. Many Mandalorians might not approve of such a tactic, but at the moment, it was necessary.

"Patience, let us head to the Senate. There is an election ongoing, an election that will determine the EUC's leadership for the next six months." he clapped his hand on Shereshoy's armored shoulder plate. "Let the arutiise have their farcical democracy, and when their election is over we shall see how to best leverage the victors."


TAG: Shereshoy Cabur

 

IC: Shereshoy Cabur
Location: Oya

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"Patience, let us head to the Senate. There is an election ongoing, an election that will determine the EUC's leadership for the next six months." Bardan clapped his hand on Shereshoy's armored shoulder plate. "Let the arutiise have their farcical democracy, and when their election is over we shall see how to best leverage the victors."

Shereshoy had to suppress a laugh as he oddly enough imagined a Reek leveraging a group of Senators off the EUC Senate building. He had no idea why he thought of that or found it so comical, but he quickly refocused himself to the present as he saw the reasoning behind Bardan's plan.

Yes Manda'lor said Shereshoy as he gave a slight nod and walked back up the boarding ramp for the Obsidian Falcon

As he sat down Rami, his Nexu, woke up in the cockpit beside the co-pilot seat looking at Shereshoy with eagerness. He sent Rami a calming nudge in the Force, and Rami visibly relaxed. While bringing the ship off the ground and through the moon's atmosphere, he pulled up the information of the elections on his HUD, and transferred it to the dashboard screen.

Meh...

One quick skim over the information and he quickly turned it off. No matter how much he tried he just couldn't find any interest in politics. He preferred actions over words and found the endless debating to be extremely boring.

It didn't take long for the Obsidian Falcon to arrive to New Coruscant, but Shereshoy avoided landing on a platform at the Senate building. Instead he landed close by on a private lot with several landing pads. He activated the security systems and walked down the boarding ramp with Rami beside him. While walking away from the pad towards the Senate building, a man came up to him.

"That's going to cost 20 credits for the first hour"

Shereshoy waved his hand and said, I don't need to pay

"You don't need to pay"

Smiling under his black buy'ce and bright blue t-visor, he thought

That never gets old

Within a few minutes Shereshoy and Rami were in the Senate building, with a few people giving the Nexu wary looks. He drew his hood over his buy'ce and made his way to the Senate chambers. As he neared an opening, he looked to Rami

You know what to do bud

With that Rami gave an excited growl and left Shereshoy to go higher a few floors, perpendicular to Shereshoy's position. It was a command Rami was familiar with, and he would know what to do next when Shereshoy touches his mind with the Force. He walked just inside the opening and crossed his arms across his chest. As the two people sitting in their chairs were turning around, he put up a Force illusion to appear as if nobody was behind them. They turned back around to face the center of the Chambers, and he dropped his illusion. Looking downwards he could see the two candidates answering questions. He spotted Robimus, and opened up a comm channel with Robimus.

You look like you're having fun with the arutiise Rob

Then he opened another comm channel with Bardan

In the chambers Manda'lor, on standby

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TAG: Bardan_Jusik, Robimus