SWRPF Archive War of the Galaxies- An RA/GE/YVMF RP

OOC: Does my character know he's been promoted yet?

GAJ ended the holo transmission, and Fluke returned to the bridge.

"Naivgator! Set fastest course to Bastion as possible. Helm, flank speed. Bastion is under attack. I don't know about the logistics yet. Oh, and we'll be having some help, too. Admiral Anonymous_Jedi and his Executor will be coming along, as well as the sector fleet. Jump to hyperspace, now!"

Captain Groundwalker stared out the viewport, watching the ethereal colors of hyperspace flash by.

The Yuuzan Vong were taking a large step by attacking Bastion. Fluke only hoped it would be for nil.

OOC: How long should I stay in hyperspace here in RL? Post now, or wait a few hours?

 

OOC: I hope this works, i have tried posting 5 times and it still wont work.

IC: Fhuver stood looking annoyed at his inoperable Villip, but shook his head.
Such a trival matter.
fifteen Assault Cruisers, a modest amount of various picket vessels...
It wasn't much, but it was a very big start.
Soon the Jeedai would come, and he would be ready. Already his nearly minted Captain had built a ceramonial battle ground just east of Hyllyard City, which had been completely knocked to rubble and replaced by shell dome cities.
Myrkr had been 100% remade in their image.
Not a single infidel remained alive.
The Jungle welcomed them, and they could now call it home.
And the Shapers...Fhuver had never seen emotion from a shaper, but something had them....excited, to say the least. They scurried around their Damutek like bugs, collecting more of the samples - looking proud.
Smiling Fhuver nodded to the Shaper Master Ruun Hari, who would accompany Fhuver up to his newest flagship, the assult cruiser Sela Juista
It was a grand time to be a warrior. he thought, as his shuttle lifted off and returned to is flagship.
Ready to await the Jeedai.

 

BOOSTER sat aboard his personal deck on JEDI'S FIST...

This Vong wanted a battle...he would get one soon...

But not by his rules...

The Vong were foolish, but dangerously so. They did not want to provoke Booster, a Jedi Master...

 

"Are the interdiction Dovin Basals in place?" asked Fhuver.
"Yes my lord." intoned the helmsman. "Nothing can hyperspace closer then 3 hours at sublight into this system. The special designed Dovin Basals have been secreted along known hyperspace lanes into the system."
"Excellent." smiled Fhuver, as he nodded at the shaper Ruun. He had an affinity for the shaper sect, and they for he, and he was always ready to trial one of their new toys for them.

"Have the picket ships placed in a net around the planet, at the outer ring. they are to have voids up, but plasma cannons powered down, so as not to scare off any Jeedai. Have the other 14 cruisers arrayed closer to the planet, but also spread out. Sela Juista is to drift around the net, and continue to monitor communications."
turning to his Master Shaper, Ruun, he asked a question. "How soon until your experiments yeild results?"
"I am afraid to say another week at minimum your excellency. We are joining through a trial and error system, as the infidel genetics are strange to us."
"Very well. Any resources you require, I will give. I am committed to your success Ruun."
The shaper's headress seemed to shiver with delight. "Thank you my Lord, you will not be displeased."

 

Joseph took out his equipment the next day and began his study of the sun. After many hours of watching it and reading his findings he packed up and took out his telescope. The rest of the day he watched the people Bespin move about.

A few days later he finally packed up his equipment and contacted Aramis to prepare the ship for the meeting. He went down into the city and made it to a cantina. After questioning some Rebel soldiers he left the cantina and returned to his apartment. He checked out and transmitted his report to CEIM. He also sent a hologram with the tranmission.

Hologram: General, in my transmission you will find the report on the Rebels. Lead B.W. through the Clouds of Assarn to the East of the planet. There will be little hinderance there. I will be awaiting the arrival. Come at noon.

 

OOC: Ease up on the PMs, guys, I've never had so much to do in my life!

*sigh* We're gonna get vaped again...

 

BOOSTER strode into the command deck of his Cruiser JEDI'S FIST.

BOOSTER: Captain, get me Master Jango, Master Starkiller and Master Dobski. Tell them it is urgent and that their assistance may be needed. We need to start taking the fight to the Yuuzhan Vong NOW.

Captain: Yes sir. Where shall I set a course?

BOOSTER: Set...a course...for the Sith Temple.

Captain: Sith Temple Planet sir?

BOOSTER: Yes...if I think I know Lord Budaki, and I think I do, he will not break our neutrality. Instead, he will seek to use us to his advantage. Perhaps he looks to have us weaken the Vong so that he and his minions can mop 'em up after. After that, he'll look to exterminate the Jedi. As of now, however, Budaki and the NSO need us. I think he knows, dep down, the sheer numbers that the Vong have out-weigh the number of either of our forces by a sufficient margine. In fact, they would have no trouble wiping either one of us out with their warrior castes. No, the Jedi and Sith, for now at least, must co-exist.

Captain: So you wish to meet with him?

BOOSTER: Yes, to put it simply.

Captain: I don't like it....not one bit.

BOOSTER: Neither do I. But I like the fact that we may be wiped out even less. I'll be in my chambers. Summon me when we arrive.

 

Truth flexed his gloved hand, and stared piercingly out the viewport of the Tibanna gas platform. Turning his head, he looked at his aide, Yant.

"You men have rushed to embrace our truth, and it makes me proud to see such foresight for those so young."

The aide frowned. "I saw that rebel troop violate my mother. I will not stand for it. They claim to have liberated us, but all they bring is a new brand of fear. They are as bad as the Imperials"

Truth smiled. "Trust no one in this war Yant, except for yourself, and those who share the truth. We will seek vengeance on the Imperials and the Rebels"
"Are the charges set?"

The aide brightened. "Yes. The tibanna gas storage runs from east level 5 and into the core reactor of cloud city. the negron 14 is dispersed in a pattern that will lead to a blow out of pressure on the entire east side of the city, whilst the Rebels are garrisoned on the west side of the city. They will remain untouched, as you asked. Tt will also destroy those who opposed the rebels, the upper class. We predict the blast will ravage the upper casino and hotel levels, and have charges in place to ensure it."

Truth sucked in the air, and looked back at the city. "Today, absolution is ours." Raising his comlink, he sent the activation signal.
A loud groan then a shriek could be heard, as the city visible rippled and changed colour, heat and flame billowed out in a mushroom cloud out the east, catching the residential area. Bodies of most of the civilians were flung out into the clouds, as a chunk of the city on the east fell away.
The casino's atop the city didn't break upon, but flames could be seen billowing from within the viewports, as business men and women clawed desperately for their lives.

Truth turned and closed his eyes.
"Good. I trust you left the evidence?"
"Yes. A rebel troopers body will be left near a dummy bomb, making it look like he was still setting it when the shockwave killed him. All evidence will point to them."
Truth nodded, and walked out. It had only just begun.

 

OOC: Just which Sith Temple World are you going to? And once you get there, I?ll make sure Azure_Edge greets you there.

IC: Gensen scurried about the bridge of the Oppressor. Budaki stood calmly, looking out the windows at the fleet in the distance, the Vong. Jello?s fleet was preparing to join the Obroa-skai Defense Fleet, and Budaki was relieved that Gensen would no longer be in control.

Budaki was confident that the leader of the Vong Task Force would fall at his hand. He sensed something else, in another part of the galaxy, something to do with the Jedi. The temporary neutrality that had been created between the Sith and Jedi would soon be tested, as the Vong were seeking to wipe out all the Force users in the galaxy.

?Captain,? Budaki ordered. Gensen, who did not like being ordered around by a lower officer, and a Twi?lek one no less, responded slowly.

?What is it Lieutenant??

?Get me Grand Admiral Jello on the line, I must speak with him immediately.?

Gensen laughed out loud, ?Do you think that the Grand Admiral will want to talk to y--.? Budaki drew his saber, the Captain complied. In a matter of moments Budaki stood, ready to talk with the leader of the Galactic Empire. ?Go ahead.?

?Grand Admiral Jello, this is Budaki. I am not sure if you were informed, but my commander has ordered me to kill the leader of the Vong task force. I know this might interfere with your naval tactics, so I am requesting your orders on how to best perform my operation.? He waited for the brilliant tactician to respond.

OOC: Would creating a Force Storm be considered God-Moding?

 

OOC: I figure that's enough hyperspace time.

IC: Fluke sat in his private chamber, which was bathed in total darkness. He was in a very light sleep, when an alert sounded, waking him.

"Sir," said a young voice over the intercom system, "we're exiting hyperspace in 3 minutes."

Vice Admiral Groundwalker replied, "Thank you, Captain. I'll be on the bridge in 2."

* * *

Waiting outside the entrance of the bridge, as only 1 minute and 47 seconds had passed, Fluke gained his composure.

This was to be his first big battle as the commander of a Super Star Destroyer, let alone since he received the rank of Vice Admiral.

2 minutes. Time to stroll.

Fluke walked onto the bridge, which was a flurry of activity. All the voices of the crewmen, sounds from consoles, the clanging of boots against the durasteel were all mixed into a cacophony of pleasant noises.

Captain Pringles, the XO and second-in-command, strolled up behind him. "Analysis, sir. Engines are performing at 99% efficiency. All but two of the turbolasers are functional, and every missile launcher is up and running. Backup shield generator is only at 87%, but is being worked on as we speak. All fighters, shuttles and support craft are running optimally. If you ask me, sir, we're in good shape."

Smiling, Fluke turned, and looked to Pringles. "Very well, Captain. Here's to good fighting. Oh, I'd like you to fetch Grand Admiral Piett, and have him come to the bridge. Dismissed." After a quick exchange of salutes, Pringles was on his way.

"Lieutenant Carpolm!"

"Yessir?" replied the sensors officer.

"I want you to begin scanning the moment we exit hyperspace. Every ship detected, run it through the transponder identificator, and tag each friendly as 'Alpha,' and each bogey as 'Delta.' Identify me of anything larger than an ISD. Weapons! Lay down a protective screen 3 seconds after exiting hyperspace, and maintain for 4 seconds."

Grand Admiral Piett entered the bridge. Without realizing it, Fluke said, "I want a screen of two TIE Defender squadrons launched, and one squad of Interceptors."

Piett replied, "That can be arranged." He walked to where Groundwalker was standing and continued, "I'm glad you called me to the bridge. I look forward to this."

"You're welcome." Before he could finish, the ship returned to realspace. "You have your orders, people, carry them out! The battle is about to begin."

 

"Yes Captain?" asked Fhuver from his command room on the Sela Juista , speaking into the Villip and his commander on the ground.
"Lord Vil, I have with me 20 of the most senior, talented and devoted warriors. They wish to be given your blessing on facing any and all Jeedai that come in system."
Fhuver smiled. "Tell them they have my blessing, on all but the most senior of Jeedai.
That one, I want for myself. Have them wait on the cleared ground, i expect a Jeedai reaction within the week."

Turning to Master Ruun of the Shapers, he cocked his head. "I will need the gods to trust and bless me. Prepare a ritual chamber, i will give them an offering."

With that, he walked out, dreaming of the deaths of Jeedai.

 

OOC: Prepare for the Biggest, baddest Battle in the history of the galaxy.

I need about one more day to perfect this. In order to give you the biggest challenge.

 

OOC: Map is updated somemore, some neutrals added, also, if someone will post which planets change hands, i can update it regularly.

map

 

Bakura is one of them. Good job, BTW.

 

OOC: okay so can we all agree that AZ's attack never happened? good


budaki, no offense but when the heck did the RA obtain Eriadu, Toprawa, Tierfon, and Almania?

 

OOC: I have no idea how we got the latter three, but Wildwookiee and I took Eriadu <beams with pride, then smile vanishes as he realizes that Eriadu is a trash dump>

IC:
"General, wake up."

"Huh?" Ken lifted his head out of a puddle of drool. Apparently he had dozed off by the comm station. "What-?"

"Priority signal from Admiral Skywalker."

Ken hurriedly grabbed a roll of paper towels and began to clean off the saliva. "Put it up here."

Moments later the face of Adm. Skywalker appereared. "Greetings, General. Bakura is now secured. I have orders for you to rendezvous with Admiral Aragorn327 at Hoth and from there proceed to the Varonat system. I'm feeding you the data and defense force schematics now. You are to be at Hoth in 24 standard hours. Good luck, High General. Skywalker out."

Ken sighed. "All right, ready my shuttle. We're outta here."
"By the way, General, I have a report about a terrorist attack at Bespin." He paged up the article and Ken read it with disbelief. A Rebel bombed Cloud City?!! "Dispatch an investigation team, immediately. this kind of action will not be condoned."

Meanwhile, he figured he'd pass the time by figuring out how to properly counter GAJ's propoganda. It wouldn't be easy considering that the Rebels had allied with the Vong, a liason Ken wasn't easy with. Oh well. Desperate times call for desperate measures...

IC: Lt. Budaki make the following planets and surrounding space yellow:
-Bakura
-Bespin
-Sluis Van

Following worlds should be black (neutral):
-Varonat
-and any other worlds that GAJ may think of (GAJ PLEASE post which worlds are neutral, which support Rebels, and which support Imps, that is crucial to our campaign. Hopefully Budaki can add new color coding to match each one.

Following worlds with Rebel sympathies:
-Clark'dor VII
-Tatooine
-Thyferra
-Coruscant
-Hapes Cluster (after all they did agree to fight with the NR in Courtship of Princess Leia)

 

OOC: Oh shi....

IC:
Fhuver stared at the villip coldly, as if he had just been shamed by the creature.
An Alliance.

With..the JEEDAI!!!

"I can not believe this. What cruel work do the Gods have of me? The priest say we must destroy the Jeedai, but now we are allied with them?" He stalked around the room, ignoring Shaper Master Ruun as she stood there.
The shaper lent foward and smiled. "My lord, you do realise of which planet you control?"

Fhuver stopped and turned. "What of Myrkr? speak plainly."

"My Lord, the shapers will forever follow your oracle. We have finished our experiments.
They were a COMPLETE success!"

Fhuver felt his gut churn. With the shapers creations, he could take out every last Jeedai, riding the gods of their impurity...

But no, it was not the Yuuzhan Vong way.

"I will forget you suggested such a thing Ruun. The Warmaster has his reasons, and your loyalty to him should be unquestioned. If i even catch wind of such blasphemy against his lordship again, I will PERSONALLY, rip out your lungs so you may never speak again!"
Ruun stood back and lowered her head. snapping her fists against her shoulders, she barked a sharp apology. "Belek Tiu."

Fhuver turned and stared out of the bridge of Sela Juista. It was the will of the Warmaster, and therefore of the gods.
He would comply, but he would not enjoy doing so.
At least he could look foward to the Sith coming...if he ever showed his ghastly face.

"Ruun, before you leave. Prepare another ritual. I will give my thumb and the joint as a sacrifice of thanks to the Gods. the Warmaster has seen fit to promote me to Colonel. I will of course require a Guuri barb as replacement." He said, referring to an armoured insect with a poisionous tipped spear on its abdomen, that buired its head into the joint and served as a new thumb.
Ruun scurried out, to serve her master.

 

OOC: Correct, Cortex. There are always the Sith for you to sacrifice. And the true Infidels, the Imps.

IC:
**Jace opened a full villip choir to all of his commanders regarding the truce. He didn't reconize too much dissent or full oposition, except from the young Colonel, he so much wanted to kill the Jeedai. Warmaster Halycron could not blame him, except for he could feel the up and coming storm, budaki, the Sith Lord must be conspiratoring with the Infidels-no, the Imperials.**

"Lieutenant Rashka, set a course for the fourth moon of the Yavin system." Halycron said.
"Yes, sir. A last-minute sacrifice, my lord?"
"No, and far from it."
The young warrior only glanced at his feet, hoping he hadn't angered the Warmaster from his idiotic assumption.
"With what I hope to accomplish, we should be able to weaken-no! Destroy the hinges of the enemy fort."
The Lieutenant nodded.
"Set the course, Lieutenant."

A few minutes later...

**Watched out the viewport of Solus Altissima as it entered hyperspace, and would soon exit at the fourth moon of the Yavin system. Jace held his fists at his side in anticipation of what was about to happen...*

OOC: Sure, Jello. Lag-time it is.
Just let me get to Yavin 4 and get this over with, then we can have all the lag-time you want. I'll try to post the updated YV Forces en route to Obrao-Skai, but later.

 

Nithrak watched the orbital fleet around Bastion pull back towards the planet.

"Waiting for reinforcements, are we?" said Nithrak to no one in particular.

The only question was where they would come from. Behind him? Or would they meet up with the current defenses? No matter.

Nithrak was momentarily distracted by a communique from the Warmaster. The Executor ripped the cognition hood from his head and paced in disgust.

"An alliance...WITH THE JEEDAI!" Nithrak didn't like this one bit, but if it was the Warmaster's will then it was the will of the gods, and after all, who was he in the grand scheme to question Yun-Yuuzhan...still.

Nithrak turned his concentration to the task at hand, and reestablished his connection to the yammosk via the cognition hood. With a thought, he activated the villip which connected him to Yun.

"General, the infidel defenses are retreating towards the planet, we will follow and engage, you may launch when you are in range."

"Yes, Executor. May your efforts bring you much honor today."

"And you, Yun."

Nithrak sent two more messages, one to his infidel vessels, still pulling hard for the protection of the Imperial defenses, and one to Admiral Quel Droma, telling him to get moving.

 

"We're moving out! Say your prays to Yun-Yammka and get ready to kill some infidels!"

*Yun's troops entered their dropships and prepared for the coming battle against any Imperial forces that met them on the planet. Bastion was going to fall today and there was no doubt about it*

"Executor, I am leaving as we speak. We will have the planet soon. Just make sure no one shoots us out of the sky on our descent."

 

"Excellent Yun, I will give you a coralskipper escort, and I'll send a Grutchin Carrier with you to deal with enemy fighters. Stay clear of those Star Destroyers if you can. They appear to be waiting for reinforcements."

 

Warmaster Jace_Halycron, the Alliance and the Vong HAVE ALLIED! WATCH YOURSELF! Don't you dare touch Yavin!

 

Hey guys im sorry i havent been keeping up with the RP and all.....Im having some problems here, one being that i broke my toe today

*sigh* I'll try to wrap up the Kothlis thing soon, GAJ....