SWRPF Archive WOTG V: Shattered Galaxy (A classic WOTG RP!!)

Mynock's Kiss

Ensign Chekov lay in the hidden smugglers compartment, not sure what to do. He had felt the shudder of the shuttle docking, and the movement of feet, then the shudder of hyperspace. He would have to wait until they emerged to do anything.

FRG Minelayer

Lt Denethor aka 'Kieran Flar Pirate King' lay down on the cell in the brig of the Minelayer, staring at the ceiling, wondering how the heck he would get out of this situation.

Moria Base

An ensign burst into his quarters, waking Kieran up. "What? What? What is it? Is the Empire here?"

The abashed ensign blushed in embarassment. "Ummm no sir... They... Well.. We intercepted a holonet transmission sir...."

"What is it?"

"Well.... They.... captured... You sir."

Kieran stared in amazement then hurried to the comm center.

TAG:Jello

 

Third Republican Armada

Treshen entered the bridge as they came out of hyperspace.

"Move over," he told the navigation officer. Treshen typed in their new coordinates and transmitted them to the rest of the armada.

"We jump in five, should take about an hour," Treshen ordered. He watched as the stars formed into the blue, white tunnel that was hyperspace.

An hour later they arrived, ahead of them lay five stations in perfect formation around each other.

"Welcome to Waystation Guardian my friends, the armada will split into these three fleets, each one has a specific color assigned to them, the first fleet will be painted first," Treshen ordered.

The assigned ships moved into their positions and began to be painted a deep black. The rest of the armada orbited the station and waited for Treshen's orders to move in.

 

On board the Rebel Fury, in the outskirts of the Endor system

"Scan for enemy ships," Vice-Admiral Ruloon said, "I want to know what's out there."

"Yes sir," said, Qui'brazan, his Nikto technician.

Tag: People at Endor

 

Endurance and the rest of Intrepid armada withdrew from lightspeed at the edge of the Bothawui system. And bterrik could shoot himself for making such a stupid mistake.

Per his orders, they launched a hyperspace probe with a five hundred credit voucher attached to it back to the Bimisaari system. It could be accessed by the same code he had given the mercenaries before, as well as the following message:

I appologize for our hasty departure, and our inability to wait for you. My fleets have gone to the Bothawui system. You must join me there. You will find a 500 credit voucher included with this message. I have included to make up for your troubles You may redeem it with me when when you get here. Once again, my appologies. Sectorial Admiral-Governor bterrik.

OOC: just tying up a mistake i made...

 

Bimmisaari

Vice Admiral Miccu Resea, Protector, Officer's quarters

Miccu sat at his desk, trying to make sense of the events that he had seen. The Government of the New Republic had decided to split themselves into different sectors. He questioned the new decision, but he was a loyal son of the Republic, and decided to act upon it.

He keyed up his comlink: "Navigation?"

"Yes sir?"

"What is the nearest center of major traffic?"

"Mon Calamiri, sir."

"Set us a course for Mon Calamiri, and engage on my orders."

"Yes sir."

Miccu studied the sector maps for a couple of minutes before leaving his quarters and heading towards the bridge. He entered the bridge in a confident manner.

"Enter hyperspace on my mark. Mark."

the entire fleet entered hyperspace, destined towards Mon Calamiri.


OOC: Destination time: 4 RL hours

 

Endor

A group of 7 Yuuzhan Vong vessels lay, sitting in orbit around Endor. As the infidels watched, a group of 24 ships entered the system, and left, on a new vector.

TAG: Infidels who seem to have a problem with the surrender of Endor

 

Jomark

"You are not ready. The lure, the taint, of the dark side will remain. And if you fall... all will be lost."

She looked up at him, a single tear descending from her right eye.

"So much depends on you, William Shard. The invincible might of the Empire, the fragile idealism of your Republic, and the blood-thirsty rage of these 'Yuuzhan Vong,' are all inconsequential. The galaxy rests on you, William Shard."

She halted, and looked to the lightsaber on his belt. Then she closed her eyes, and summoned the Force, bringing with it a lightsaber of her own from far away. Then she smiled bitterly, and handed it to him.

"Take this with you. As a reminder of me... and a caution. For when you have the need to use this, I will aide you. And once the blade is extinguished... Return here."

She turned away, and for a moment, Will would have sworn that her hair gained a reddish tinge, her face paled and became... less human. But then it was gone, and she smiled briefly, another tear passing down her cheek.

TAG: PoT

 

Endor

"Shields up," Ruloon said, "Defense stations, everyone!"

THe 24 ships of the 5th Republican Fleet spread out, in order to have room to attack, and launch fighters.

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ooc: Have fun Yomin [face_smile]

5th Republican Fleet

1 ASD Sioux
10 MC-80
2 MC-80B
3 MC-80C
8 Strike Cruiser

 

OOC: Oh I will

Endor

Yuuzhan Vong commander Yal Hul smiled. The warmaster himself had forseen this turn of events, and had given him, along with most other Yuuzhan Vong controlled planets a way to protect against infidel assaults. This would be a perfect test of one.

"Commander, the infidel fleets seem to be moving into an attack pattern... at the edge of the system...?"


"Fools. They're giving us time to erect our defenses. We don't even have to utilize any of our true defense mechanisms."

He turned to his villips, and was put in contact with the relevant parties.

"Bring up your interdiction fields, and prepare boarding parties. We've got a window of 5-10 minutes, so this will have to work quickly."

He nodded to the commanders of the 'fleet,' then proceded to the coralskipper wing commanders.

"Launch immediately, and slaughter as many infidel fighters as possible before our window is closed."

They saluted, and then he turned to the ground forces commander.

"Prepare the plasma defenses. Make the compound a bastion of our strength... And, be ready to release our test creatures if they manage to land."

He turned to the last villip.

"Send reinforcement group A, immediately. Have C join us as well. The assault fleet should be able to provide defense until C can return. And... D should be standing by, just in case."

He gave a final nod, and felt a lurch as his ships began to orient themselves for optimal positions.

TAG: Quinnithxtherol

OOC: You may want to jump insystem before intiating attack sequences. It tends to give me time to prepare a structured defense.

 

Endor

"We're too far out!" Ruloon said, "Jump inward NOW!"

It took about a minute, but the fleet jumped closer to Endor, close enough to attack.

"Deploy all fighters!" Izik yelled, "All vessels to attack positions! Take them out!"

Edit:Then, they hit the interdiction field.

"Sir, everything just went...blank!" the tech cried, "All systems except backup power banks are down!"

"Can we deploy fighters?"

"Yes, the ones that work, Sir."

"Do it, and get those systems back online!" Izik yelled, banging his fists on the screen in front of him.

ooc:Better?
Tag: Yomin

ooc: Thanks for the advice...albeit too late to do any good this time.

 

OOC: Can you post realistic damage? I put up an interdiction field, which would cause electronics failures, unconsciousness, and general... problems with your ships and crew.

IC:

Coruscant

Relian Laric began doing the hokey-pokey in the middle of the bridge while waiting for a response from Batch.

"You put your right foot in..."

 

ooc: Read the above edit, Yomin.

 

THE White Wing

Rayson sat up as a message came into his room, "sir, we just dropped out of hyperspace and we are just outside the Roche Asteroids."

"Excellent, wait for me till i get there"

 

Endor

"Begin."

A jamming web came up immediately, blanketing the comm fields, causing the already disrupted comm units to be unable to contact anyone.

The coralskippers shot through the frozen fighters like massifs through a field of nerfs, plasma cannons burning through the clouds of fighters.

Troop transport ships landed inside the unshielded bays of the infidel ships, warriors in full environmental gear immediately began setting demolitions, mostly around the fuel containers inside the bays.

And the capital ships, almost touching the infidel ships after a few seconds of adjustments, ((due to the precise calibration of the interdiction field so that the infidels' inertia would slow them to a stop very close to the Yuuzhan Vong ships.)) began unloading plasma and magma missiles into their bridges and hulls, hoping to destroy their opponenets before they could awaken and fight.

TAG: Quinnithxtherol

 

Endor

Izik, now on the brink of unconsiousness, tried to start a commlink, to anyone, anywhere.

"This is the Rebel Fury!" he yelled drowzily, "Mayday!"

All he got back was static.

Then, a door opened behind him, and three Yuuzhan Vong warriors walked in.

"I...Surrender!" he said.

Tag: Yomin

 

Aboard the Utopia

Jai nodded, stood, and shook Jace's hand.

"I honour your goal in life, for it is truly noble of you. I also honour your choice; this agreement between our two factions will not go unrewarded."

Slipping the President some datacards, Jai stepped back and gestured for the honour guard to escort the busy President back to his shuttle.

"On these cards are priority encrypts and codes for transmissions to me personally, and also places and times you can meet representatives of my organisation if you are needing to call on us.

My administration team will meet with your people at a later date to facilitate trade. Goodbye."

Jace nodded soberly. "Goodbye, young Chancellor. Keep your Confederacy true, and maybe the day will come when we shall no longer have to serve as warriors."

Jai nodded, as Jace and Mirak left, soon jetting out of the hanger bay in their shuttle.

They flashed into hyperspace on an obscure tangent, obviously the start of some myriad complexity of routes and courses, untraceable by anyone.

Jai noticed that Eriadu control had taken command of the former prisoners. He tasked one of the Native Kyanan ships to remain in orbit and check up on their progress, and offer compensation from the Confederacy for their hardship.

He and the other cruiser, would remain of course, for a small while longer.
He had an appointment to keep...
an old friend...

TAG: Ken for Eriadu control, and WW for Pierce.

Aboard the Vindicator

Kane Lavos frowned, and sat down once more.
"Interesting? I suppose it's sharing some signifigance with the message I just recieved from my crew regarding our losing contact with the holonet, is it?"

Kati Seal looked suprised and shocked, a genuine expression of horror. Of course, she hadn't been told yet.
Perfect.

They both sat, and awaited the Emperor's words.

TAG: Jello.

Jomark

Her silence seemed ominous, and he peered into her eyes, seeing nothing but a lost and confused tulmult of noise and chaos.

He sighed. He couldn't leave her like this.
Standing, he ventured off into the night to find the villager - Tomf - who he had done business with occasionally.
Offering him the last item he was willing to barter with - his hydrospanner, a tool that the man seemed besotted with - he persauded the man to stay with and care for his nameless Mistress, feed her, bathe her, keep her safe.

William held back a tear of despair as he walked back to her as she sat on her bedding, whispering in tongues he knew not off, only distorted fragments such as "darkness" and "soon" could be made out.

He bent down, and slowly drew her attention back to the present, to reality, and to him.

"I must go now, but I will return...The Republic calls me, but so does my obligation to you...I will return. I promise."

Standing, he strode out to his X-Wing, and checked that Hero was in securely.
The pre-flight had been done by his little R2 Unit, and he seemed ready to rumble.
Lifting off, he took one more forlorne look at the castle, before jetting off once more.
Keying in his destination, his X-Wing dissappeared in a flash of psuedomotion: destination, Eriadu.

 

Endor

The fleets paused, keeping their guns at the ready, while they allowed the infidel leader to tell his forces to stand down. Then they transported everyone onboard the ships to a holding area on the planet. Then the interrogation began...

He was placed in a small room, alternating between darkness and light, heat and cold. The yammosk pushed his mind to the limit, forcing information out of him, as the tracer spinery inflicted gratuitous amounts of pain to him.

Then he was forced to watch mental images of everyone he held dear dying, falling because he had not revealed information.

Finally, he was suspended inches from death, and then denied the priveledge of relase.

It was not pleasant.


TAG: Quinnithxtherol

OOC: Please PM me all of the data that your character knows about the NR/AOFS. Including any data that would be in the ships' main computers, such as locations of hidden stuff...

 

Youi Gain on his way back to Warlord_Ken's Ships (Sorry dont know your rp name or rank)

as he heard a faint buzz over his comm link...

A may day call from the Rebel Fury.... he doubted that any one else heard it so he re sent the message to Warlord_kens fleet


"This Is Jedi Knight Youi Gain I have just recieved a Mayday call from Rebel Fury their last known positon was Endor If you are going to Provide assistance please dock with me beside the planet Rutan Thank you
And May The Force Be With You."


Tag Warlord_Ken

 

Korriban

*Ran had returned. No one was pleased. He ordered all of the advanced students who had survived the training battle to come before him outside of the main temple. They stood at attention, hundreds of them, all scarred, tattooed, and dressed in light armor*

"Gather your things. We're going to war."

*Ran spoke and left. The hybrids and converts broke formation and hurried back to their quarters with great excitement. They were going to battle the infidels in a true war.

Later, as they filed into the transports Ran finally took the time to pay a visit to the head of the operation. The supposed Trickster*

"You're taking my followers!"

"They are not yours to keep, they are mine to take."

"I should kill you for this."

"You couldn't, I am more than you."

*The air was tense. Yun-Harla stared with a great rage in her eyes, and Ran returned it with an equal calm*

"You have others to train. Do what you are supposed to, and the gods will reward you. I must leave now."

*Ran left with another enemy. Just another day in life. War was coming, that's all most of him cared about. Off to war, maybe he would return*


TAG: Yomin (Let's get this going)

 

Endor

Izik Ruloon felt like dying.

But the Yuuzhan Vong wouldn't give him that privelage.

Many times he screamed for death, but his cries went unanswered.

If only he had known about the interjection field...

Tag:Yomin

 

Youi Gain could feel Izik's Pain and the way his Lifeforce was draining.

He resent the Mayday call this time adding he was going to fly in close and land in the Endor forest during Endors night.

(( OOC: Does Endor have Vong troops on it at the moment or AOFS troops? and if so how many and are the Ewoks still there or have they been wiped out?))

 

OOC: Combined Dinner Conversations, and ruminations, extracted from the "Wacky Adventures of Jelly and Lavos!"

IC

Aboard the Vindicator

Jello raised a brow, "That was not precisely what I had in mind... but it is a curious turn of events. What do you make of it?"
Lavos sat, and knitted his fingers together. "It would seem elements within the Empire are finding terrorism to be a far more fortutious venture then ever before, especially without an iron clad Imperial Intelligence service." grinning widely, he lent back. "But as to further analysis, I'd have to know more then I do know: all my people can ascertain is that the holonet is no longer recieving our signal, and all ships are the same."

"Could you elaborate on that last, with the 'all ships being the same' business?"

Lavos frowned. "Only that all the ships in my Armada are reporting the same descrepency: Total Signal drop out to all holonet s-threads within range. This would rule out technological error at our end, I would suggest."

Jello nodded, "Ah, it was a simple miscommunication. I had thought you meant something else. Fortunately, it appears that the HoloNet works fine out here. Coincidentely, I've just received word that we have gotten a hold of a certain high-profile prisoner."

Lavos' interest piqued. "Oh? Dare I ask peradventure, who this prisoner might be?"

Jello's eyes flared, "We have captured a man that goes by the name of Captain Kieran Flar, pirate king."

Lavos looked unimpressed. "Really. You've captured the Captain Kieran Flar. How did you manage that, when after a whole year of delicate resource application back before my...resignation, Imperial Intelligence came up with nothing?"

"All part of the master plan..."

Lavos grinned and even let loose a chuckle. "Ah, of course. The dreaded Master Plan." Amusedly, he lent foward. "But I'm sure there is a pressing reason you called me to dinner today Emperor, that does not involve mystical captives or terrorism back home. What can the humble Kane Lavos do for you?"

"Sadly, I find an odd parallel between recent events to your earlier career. Suffice to say it is quite intriguiging, to say the least. I wonder upon your involvement in all this."

Lavos stiffly rasied an eyebrow, as he settled back in his chair, his focus all on Jello. "Specifics, are the stuff we Intelligence boffins live for, my Emperor. Perhaps if you could furnish me with specifics of what your alluding to, I could confirm or deny any allegations."

"Trouble on the homefront. Discontent bubbling under the surface, and a recent rise of terrorist activities in the Core."

Lavos smiled. "Whilst I'd love to take credit for what is obviously a master plan at work - if indeed, it is a sentient hand smoking this fire and not simply bad luck - I'm afraid I've been to busy being dead and enjoying the good life on Kyana in my cottage to do so. I only now have come back aboard my ship when I heard what Zaarin had done. I feel a certain...responsibility, for that young man"

"One notes that this turn of events precisely matches that of you 'death' on Bespin, and the subsequent chaos inflicted on the Rebellion."

Lavos inclined his head. "I don't see any parallels. Bespin was a mission for the Empire, to destablise an illegal entity masquerading as a government. This, is my unfortunately disease, my downfall at Byss, and subsequent reassessment of what I truly value in life. I've retired to an extent, and will only raise myself into galactic affairs again if duty and honour demands it."

"But of course. Forgive me. In any case, Captain Flar is currentely awaiting an interrogation. I presume that you would like to observe...?"

Lavos allowed a look of surprise. "If you would afford me such an honour, I would gladly accept."

"You had mentioned your dogged efforts to catch him, and so I thought it best that you be there at his downfall."

Lavos smiled. "The Emperor is kind. If there is nothing else, I think we can conclude this meal. My thanks to you,

 

OOC Note: I have GAJ's approval OOC to have my agent get aboard undetected, reach the primary enviromental controls, make changes to atmosphere, and use MSE droid bombs.

Smuggling compartment of the Mynock's Kiss

It had been so long. Ensign Chekov was getting stir crazy. The conditions in the smuggling compartment were aweful. He had just been about to get out of the comparment earlier, but stopped when he felt the ship exit hyperspace. Snowmen came aboard, he could feel the vibrations of their booted footsteps.

He waited.... The shuttle slowly lifted off and the vibrations of the main engines came on. 5 minutes later, he could feel them land yet again. A warning light went off on his data pad as it detected a scan. Nothing that would penetrate the compartment, but still it scared him.

Ten minutes later

After what had felt like an hour, he emerged. Looking around, he saw the shuttle was empty of troopers... Or the Lt. But he didn't have that much time. Donning the rest of the stormtrooper suit, he grabbed everything he would need, the hacking droid, the data pad, the thermal detonators (one of which he placed in the smuggling compartment and set to blow by remote), and the two holdout blasters. All of this he stowed in a large napsack.

Gathering up all his courage, he stepped out of the shuttle. Looking around briefly, he saw just the normal goin ons of an Imperial Hangar bay.... No one paid him much mind until he approached the main doors.

"Where are you going?" One of the stormtroopers asked in a calm, almost bored, voice. Across the galaxy it was all the same, no one ever thought anything would happen on their watch.

"I have been ordered to take these weapons from the rebel shuttle and bring them down to the armory." Chekov replied, hoping to not sound too scared.

Apparently the helmet masked any sign of fear, because the stormtrooper waved him on without another glance. Holding his breath, Chekov moved on through the doors and down the cooridor.

Now came the hard part. What the force should he do? There were so many options, yet none looked too hopefull... How was one Ensign to take on an entire Super Star Destroyer? He couldnt.... But he could avenge his death and that of the Lt.. if he was dead....

Proceeding down the cooridor, he entered a matinance shaft, and crawled down to the enviromental sector. He would need to gain access to it, but not yet.. First he pried off an acces conduit and plugged the hacking droid into a MSE droid scomp link, and switched on the power. Blue lights flicked on over the droid as it began it's powerup sequence.

"Folly 26 reporting!" the little droid chimmed in. "Ready and willing to serve!"

Chekov would have commented on the droids cheeryness, but didnt have time. "Look, I need you to call to me some mouse droids. There should be thousands aboard. Just get me 40 of them which would not be missed. Log them in the computer as under matinence."

Once the droids started to arrive through the matinance conduit, he opened them up, inserting what was needed, and having Folly download the droid's orders. Luckily the simple, block design of the droids helped him work quicker. An hour later, after the last droid was sent off on it's programed run, he turned to Folly. "Lets go!"

He crawled up a air shaft till he reached the enviromental control room. Peering down through the grating, he saw two stormtroopers at the doorway, as well as a single technician minding the control panel to ensure nothing would happen. Taking a deep breath, he kicked the grating in and opened fire as he fell through the opening. Taken by surprise, his shots hit the troopers before they had time to react, while the technician was helpless.

Hurrying to the console, he plugged Folly into the scomp link and let him go to work while Checkov locked the door.

They would be at the interrogation chamber... That is where they would take the LT..... And he would make sure that that filthy peice of mynock trash never survived.

Folly first locke

 

Endor

Youi was sitting in the middle of the Endorian forest in a trance state he knew that there was something wrong but he couldent pin point the problem. All of a sudden he was topled over in pain he could sencer and feel death close by. Izik's capture must have been a trick and set the ship on kamakazie hopefully Izik could get off or everything could have gone wrong.

Youi was still feeling uneasy about the whole situation.

He regained his composure and asked his r2 unit to do a short range scan to see what was happeining on that star destroyer out in space