SWRPF Archive Yuuzhan'tar: The Yuuzhan Vong Homeworld

Yuuzhan'tar - Imperial Base Zero

Detention Center

IC: Major Icks

You asked for this.

Icks hit a switch on the arm, sending volts of electricity into Nen's body, not enough to kill her, but hopefully enough to persuade her to drop the attitude.

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[u][i]Slave IV[/i][/u]

[b][color=green]IC: Boba Fett, Krysta Fett[/b][/color]
[blockquote]"[b]Krysta[/b]?"

"In here."

She sounded fine to [b]Boba[/b]. He stepped into her quarters, the smell of sweat polluting the air. But that hardly concerned [b]Boba[/b] the moment. "Are you okay?"

[b]Krysta[/b] slipped into her leg armor and pulled it up around her waist. "I feel like I have a head cold. I feel uneasy."

Her tone changed when she looked up to see [b]Dajiri[/b]. "What is [i]she[/i] doing here?"[/blockquote]

[b]TAG: ****child[/b]

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IC Nen Yim

The current runs up her arms, a fizzy white river swirling in her vision. "This is a gift!" she exclaims through gritted teeth. "A gift from the gods!"

IC Dajiri

"I'm trying to help," Dajiri says. "I know what's going on here better than anyone else. I need to know what happened back there so I can try to figure out what's going on. We can sure as all nine corellian hells bet that Nen and Kirian are behind it."

Tag Mort

 

Yuuzhan'tar - Imperial Base Zero

Detention Center

IC: Major Icks

"Madwoman, what the hell are you talking about?"

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[i][u]Slave IV[/i][/u]

[b][color=green]IC: Boba Fett, Krysta Fett[/b][/color]

[blockquote]"[b]Kirian[/b]? Is that the one who was in my head?"

[b]Boba[/b] siezed [b]Dajiri[/b] by her shoulders. "Who is he?" he demanded coldly, almost shouting.[/blockquote]

[b]TAG: ****child[/b]

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IC Nen Yim

"Have you been paying attention the last five years?" she screams above the volts. The white overtakes her vision and her back spasms.

IC Dajiri

"Most likely, It was him," Dajiri says. "Kirian was - is my sister's lover. He was a jedi until he was captured by my people a few years ago. Now he's just insane, and loyal as a dog."

Tag: Mort

 

VC: That deserves a ROFLCOPTER!

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[b]IC as Kyle, the Skywalkers[/b]

"Roger that, Commander. I'm outta here. [b]Katarn[/b] signing off."

[b]Kyle[/b] turned to the other Masters in the room and addressed them. "I'm leaving for the surface. I'd advise you to, as well. I'll take the [i]Claw.[/i] It's probably been repaired and reloaded by now."

[b]Luke[/b] nodded and proffered his hand. The Sulon native shook it firmly.

"May the Force be with you, [b]Kyle[/b]."

"Likewise." [b]Kyle[/b] then left the room at Force speed. [b]Luke[/b] exchanged a glance with [b]Mara[/b], and she turned to the droids.

"So...who is this Master? And why do we need to leave?"

[b]Tag: Mort[/b]

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OOC: The Force can be felt within the Yuuzhan Vong by all the Jedi currently in the Coruscant system, but most of the time it is, as has been stated, more akin to a bad comm transmission. Think of calling someone on a cell phone while Dr. Dre's recording in the background.

 

Yuuzhan'tar - Imperial Base Zero

Detention Center

IC: Major Icks

Icks switched off the electricity and pulled out the mechanical appendage. He instantly knew that he wasn't going to get anywhere with torturing life out of Nen Yim, and he certainly wouldn't get any answers from a dead prisoner.

He snapped his fingers, and out of a dark corner of the chamber and through the steam, came the familiar ITO.

"Perhaps this shall yeild answers from you, resilient one."

Slave IV

IC: Boba Fett

Boba unhanded Dajiri "Don't tell me. He felt Krysta shoot Nen through the Force."

TAG: ****child

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[u][i]Jungles[/i][/u]

[b][color=green]IC: Dengar[/b][/color]

[blockquote]"There he is, stop him!"

Shot went of in the distance, yeilding red-orange flashes in the sunless gray of the morning. [b]Dengar[/b] revved his speeder bike's engines and motioned to four flanking biker scouts.

"That must be him." He raised his vibrosword, the blade eager to kill. "Let's move out!"[/blockquote]

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[u][i]Imperial Space Station CR-1[/i][/u]

[b][color=blue]IC: Rebuilt A-401, Rebuilt A-403[/b][/color]

[blockquote]The droids breifly exchanged emotionless answers, astounded at the Jedi's response.

"As we said," [b]A-401[/b] reiterated, "our builder and master is [b]Commander Sirius Starkiller[/b]."

"But sadly," [b]A-403[/b] interjected, "we have no knowledge of the current happenings. We were only recently activated and ordered to proceed to this section, which is part of a large detachable portion of this facility."[/blockquote]

[b]TAG: alpha[/b]

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IC as Kirian

I threw the arm and head at Dengar, laughing the entire time. Several stormtroopers passed me by - I shoved them off their bikes with a Force push, grabbed them in mid-fall, and slammed their bodies together repeatedly. It looked like some sick coitus of death, smashing and crashing together until broken numbness was all that remained. The bodies fell to the ground, and I sliced them in half just before they hit.

"You cannot stop me, bounty hunter. No one can."

I laughed as I ran toward Zero Base. I passed a familiar-looking ship on the way in, recognizing it as Slave IV. I followed Nen's familiar Force signature, an energy that even after all this time I recognized as the energy I was in love with, an understanding born of the Force. At last, I was there. The Zero Base concourse was a sort of symbol of strength -- tens of thousands of Imperial troops and machines all stood ready to fight the impending invasion. And right now, many of them were aiming their weapons at me. I could not allow myself to fall, though. The Force was my ally. To that end, I jumped high in the air, and crashed down through the ground with my sword. Concentrating on my center of will, I lay down and aimed my sword forward, in the direction of her life force. Then the motion started, the kinetic energy I was directing with the Force rotating me faster and faster, until I found myself drilling like a power tool straight through the ground. As I approached her location, I felt something...the subtle hum of machinery, the energy it gave off as it worked. I stopped drilling, felt for it...

...and then Force jumped up.

I smashed the durasteel floor into chunks of metal, pushing them upward at high speed and slamming the ITO droid into the ceiling and crushing it by sheer force. I heaved and breathed heavily as I beheld that which I had long missed. Nen Yim, the Master Shaper of the Yuuzhan Vong, was strapped to a torture table, with a familiar-looking Imperial standing over her. I had been in this place before, almost too long ago for me to remember. Hidden passageways existed under it, passageways nearly forgotten in the carnage of war. These very passageways had transported me between the base and the shaper damutek, months ago. And these passageways had no doubt been wrecked by my drilling maneuver...though it was only fitting.

I looked at the Imperial, eyes flashing red underneath my spiked, star-birthing armor.

Tag: Mort

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Alas, ITO, we hardly knew thee. :p

 

Yuuzhan'tar - Imperial Base Zero

Detention Center

IC: Major Icks

Oh horror, horror, horror!

Major Icks spun around in sheer surprise. The walls were smashed opened and the ITO destroyed. Icks' went pale as looked upon at towering interloper, aghast. Was this Kirian of whom Nen spoke of? Either way, he was hideous to behold, as he looked half human, half Yuuzhan Vong.

Icks backed away slowly, trembling with each step. He wanted to run, but he couldn't. To him it felt as if some greater power was holding him back.

Fear. He couldn't combat it.

Slave IV

IC: Krysta Fett

Krysta squeezed into her upper body armor and set her helmet upon her head. After gathering up her weapons she felt like she was ready for anything.

Just a feeling, not a reality.

What beacon attracted her senses next was a rumbling sound outside. While Boba dealt with Dajiri, Krysta dismebarked the vessel, and looked in the direction of the detention center.

Something wasn't right.

Krysta suddenly felt cold as if her bones were collecting frost. She froze as if all the molocules that her body was composed of reached absolute zero, as her eyes remained fixed on the distant building and the smoke rising from it.

TAG: alpha, ****child

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IC as Kirian

I glared down at Major Icks, hatred radiating off of me. I had heard of some instances when a presence within the Force was so strong that even people without extraneous connection to the Force could feel that something was not right. This must have been one of those instances. I could feel the terror rolling off of him as he gazed upon my beautifully malformed figure. I found myself unable to speak with words, as a schoolboy sometimes will around a crush - but this was obviously far different. Instead, I spoke with my heart - I spoke through the Force. Its energy radiated as heat from my body, increasing the temperature of the air and casting a distortion into my voice. It sounded almost wordless, like pure burning hatred directed at Major Icks. Then I remembered where I had heard it before.

Nihilus had spoken like that.

Do you know who I am, sentient? Do you know why I have come?

All my body heard was a high-frequency scream...no, many screams from beings not of this plane, where words should have been.

Tag: Mort

 

Yuuzhan'tar - Imperial Base Zero

Detention Center

IC: Major Icks

He convulsed. He'd lost control.

"Argh! What are you doing?!" Icks put his hands to his head and dropped to his knees. "Ugh... Get out of my head! Out of here! OUT OF HERE!! Nah!!"

Icks screamed at the top of his lungs; no doubt the ultimate horror he had laid eyes upon was enjoying his suffering as his voice writhed like an insane worm in his head as if it were a mass of loose soil.

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[i][u]CR-1 Detach Unit[/i][/u]

[b][color=blue]IC: Rebuilt A-401, Rebuilt A-403[/b][/color]

[blockquote]The droids stared out a window. The flames that had engulfed the massive protion of [i]CR-1[/i] had dissapated and all could be seen clearly. They turned to face the Jedi.

"It appears we have arrived."[/blockquote]

[b]TAG: alpha, ****child[/b]

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IC Nen Yim

The white clears, and just as she was begining to enjoy it. When she fully regains her awareness, she sees the infidel scum, Major Icks, slumped in the corner. There's only one person who could have done this...

"Kirian!" she exclaims, seeing him. On a more sour note, "You've changed." She pulls the needles out of her arms and runs to him.

Tag: Alpha

IC Dajiri

A chill runs up her spine. Even though she is not force sensative, she can feel the waves of anger coming from across the compound. She turns to face Boba Fett. "He has arrived."

tag: mort.

 

Yuuzhan'tar - Imperial Base Zero

Slave IV

IC: Boba Fett

Boba fetched his helmet and his rifle. He didn't bother asking "How do you know?" He took Dajiri's word for it.

"Where's Krysta?"

He didn't wait for an answer. She must've left. I hope she hasn't gone too far. Boba hurried down the ramp of the ship and found her just outside.

TAG: ****child

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IC as Kirian

I felt the roar dull as a familiar voice entered my ears, shattering even through the screams in my heart. I turned away from the cowering Major Icks and looked at her. She as much as I was -- tortured, disheveled, in pain. We both had changed. My thoughts flashed back to over a year ago when we had met under the auspices of serving Khattazz, who unbeknownst to us at the time was the infamous Nom Anor. But she still had that certain aura of innocence about her, the compassion that made her malleable, even as a shaper. Never had I seen such a weakness as beautiful, but she was no warrior. She was much more than that. I knew the feeling all over again as I beheld her. The Force felt more open to me than it had as a simple force of rage. The hatred for Nom still permeated my being, but it did not seem quite as significant. Then again, I had murdered many to get here, something I had been hesitant to do before. Indeed, I had changed. So I said the only thing I could think of.

"I...know your face."

Tag: Mort, VC

 

IC Dajiri

She rolls her eyes and follows him.

IC Nen Yim

"I know your face, too," she replies, running a hand along the scars on his cheek. "Who did this to you?" she demands. "Who?"

tag: Alpha, Mort.

 

IC as Kirian

"I did this to myself. I have infused myself with the full power of the Force. I can hear everything now...I can hear this crying planet, the people of this base, the lifeforms in the jungle...I can hear everything. I can feel you, as you feel me. And I know that which you fear, which we all fear. I can destroy it now that I understand its hatred...I can destroy it, and rule the galaxy as it was meant to be ruled. With justice, and order...a universe in which the wicked shall fall before the righteous, and all creation shall tremble before the standards of the Alliance. I will use the Force's power to destroy the accursed Nom Anor. You could be my queen...we could rule together. Long has this vengeance been my dream."

"You know as well as I do that the Alliance shall triumph -- the Force has decreed it so. But how long can it last? They could send the wretch Anor to their best jail cell -- he'd be out within a week. Decisive action must be taken against any and all threats to peace. You know this as well as I. And as the man you once called your lover, I ask you to join me again. Come with me again and fight against his evil."

Tag: Mort, VC

 

IC: Lieutenant Kenneth Hawkins

Yuuzhan'tar -- The Jungles near Zero Base

The mission was definitely getting a low mark, as far as everything was concerned. First off, it was disgusting to even be on Coru--Yuuzhan'tar. Secondly, the foul stink of the jungle wasn't getting any prettier. Thirdly, those damned noises hadn't stopped, and they were beginning to get creepy and annoying. NRSOCOM is gonna pay for this!! the lieutenant thought bitterly. Either I get some action soon or so help me God...

That action came within seconds, with the quite unfamiliar sound of some twigs snapping in the distance, followed by a slight shuffle of some kind. What have we here? Carefully, the soldier brought up his rifle, plugging the scope against his eye. "That's right," he whispered. "Come to papa..."

The sight was horrific. An entire army of those nightmarish beasts heading for the base. Shavit! Not good, not good, NOT GOOD!!! Kenneth reached for his comm so quickly that it was temporarily lost in the ground of the foul jungle, causing him to tear at the ground savagely to retrieve it. He fortunately reclaimed it fast, while the troops were still making their march to the base. Quickly, he patched open a line to the 'security administrator' of the Imperial outpost. "I hate to interrupt, but we've got company inbound. One army... All Vong. Advising that we all go to red alert status and try to get some air support here."

TAG: Mort, a_r, others at Zero Base who would be interested and in a position to find out about this.

 

Yuuzhan'tar - Imperial Base Zero

Slave IV's Landing Pad

IC: Boba Fett

Boba turned around, his eyes concealed by his visor locking with Dajiri's.

"I don't suppose you'd be willing to make yourself useful when Kirian comes? I hope you have skill with a weapon of some sort."

TAG: ****child

Jungles outside Imperial Base Zero

IC: Dengar

The bounty hunter groaned as he picked himself up. Dengar examined his surroundings. Speeder bikes were smashed to pieces and several of his men had been grievously slaughtered, past the point of recognizing them as human.

Then he saw someone, though he didn't look like an Imperial Agent.

"You there!"

TAG: KH

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IC Dajiri:

She shrugs and says, "Amphstaphs. I don't suppose that will help."

Tag: Mort

OOC: I'll have Nen's reply up later. I need to plan it out.

 

OOC: Damn! In our posting frenzy, we forgot all about Josh Falen! Silly us.

In any case, Josh will likely be providing escort for the troop transports moving down to the planet from CR-1. The onus is largely on the masters of the Yuuzhan Vong fleet to post regarding that at this point.

Nemisis is still in command of the Yuuzhan Vong ground army as Yak Carr, if he wants to initiate combat on that front. This is a climactic battle that has been a long time in coming, and several plot strands are converging at this point. I can draw up some markups as well for the Yuuzhan Vong army attacking Zero Base.

Xavier can continue fighting with his group of starfighters or assume command of one of the capital ships.

Our new character, Kenneth Hawkins, is a well-trained assassin, among other things. You can now begin sniping at enemy forces and/or relaying information about their tactics and size to Zero Base, given the lack of functioning Imperial satellites in orbit. You may be able to chip at their weakest points so the heavy armor and flying units will have an easier time at their jobs. By contrast, the Yuuzhan Vong will shortly be close enough for Zero Base to send out their armies to defend it.

And in case your character runs into any crazy-ass Force wielders, rest assured once again that killing someone's character is not legal without their permission under any circumstances, even major military offensives. Though Mort has temporary control of the Empire's characters, Nev will still have the final say on whether they live or die. Same for Yalmak -- he does a better Sith than anyone I know.

In the sequel thread, if there is enough demand for one, there will be more opportunities for unique characters, both new ones and modifications of existing characters beyond original parameters. In this way, I hope to aid in opening up a greater opportunity for character development.

I will have another post for Kirian up whenever Nen responds to him, and some Imperial forces should be arriving shortly. Another Alliance fleet post is also forthcoming, but again, the Yuuzhan Vong fleetmaster must post. And I wouldn't mind hearing from the great al'Yammka again.

 

IC Nen Yim:

She looks up at him, thinking about it, pondering the idea. "To yourself?" she asks. "You did this to yourself?" She's utterly bewildered and turns away. "Then your shaping really is complete." After another pause, she speaks again. "Nom Anor... He's heartless, isn't he? He worked Dajiri and I like slaves to create his army. He sent Dajiri on a mission. She became a traitor. Tariin is his slave." She turns around a paces back to him. "You're all I have left. Let's win this one for the visiting team."

Tag: Alpha

 

IC: Lieutenant Kenneth Hawkins

Jungles of Yuuzhan'tar -- Near Zero Base

Kenneth betrayed no surprise at Dengar's shocked exclamatory. After all, NRSOCOM hadn't given the man any Imperial fatigues to dress up in. "Try not to yell, sir," he replied in an equally loud voice before lowering it to casual conversation. "These guys might hear."

One of the many Yuuzhan Vong soldiers was directly in his line of sight, right up in the rifle's crosshairs. It would give his position away, yes, but the shot was too good of an opportunity to miss. Roasted Vong, coming up!

The blast fled from the rifle with a moderate report to signify where it had come from, causing some of the warriors to stop and look around for the source of the noise. They made excellent targets for follow-up shots, each one winding up injured or dead. In all, only 5 went down with any certainty to their deaths before the group had traced the source of the noise... 5 of so many it was near-impossible to count. It was time to relocate.

Relocating was exactly what the Lieutenant did. "Pleasure to meet you," he said to Dengar in a hurried voice as he moved to rush past. "Might wanna consider a new hiding spot to defend the base." The place the soldier had in mind was simple: the roof.

TAG: Mort, a_r

[color=003399]That number is open to question. [/color]

 

IC as Kirian

"I knew in my heart that you would not deny us this chance to rid this universe of its greatest usurper. Together, nothing can stop us."

I looked seriously down at Nen and removed my helmet -- the few scars she should see were now fully visible. It must have been hideous. I focused all of my Force senses on her. I felt that Major Icks, the coward in the corner, had hurt her with electricity, and that the Fett child had shot her. And then I felt my own pain. I embraced her and buried my face in her head. The dark energy surrounding me did not fade, but rather began to shift. It was the true darkness, the mental abyss from which no escape was possible, save for a weapon made of one thing.

I remembered how she had thought I was delusional -- how I had been. When she had implanted the Vua personality within me to shape me into a warrior of Nom Anor's army, I had been a being in chaos, due to the side effects of Yuuzhan Vong implants in my system and to my Force sensitivity. Pain was all I had known, the pain of the Yuuzhan Vong gods. And then I had personally discovered the lies behind the gods, the power game that kept the lesser Yuuzhan Vong castes under control, within Shimrra's own tomb, after he had been cast down by the conquering warrior Ktulu. Then, al'Yammka, a former Warmaster, had assumed the mantle of Supreme Overlord, but was overthrown by the then-disguised Nom Anor, who was, in part due to my influence, forced to compromise with the Galactic Alliance. And now they were at war, in a battle that might well decide the fate of the galaxy. The power game never ended, and in that respect I was as always a minion of Nom Anor -- not truly Yuuzhan Vong, and not truly Jedi. I had become the chaos I was destined to be. Nen had predicted that my personality would break down as a result of this, and that I would endure a long, slow, painful death. I wondered if she knew how prophetic her words were -- perhaps she even knew their full meaning, but was reluctant to speak of it. Perhaps...just perhaps...she could be made to touch the Force. I had been dragged through the Embrace of Pain and back in an effort to find her, to put to the sword the fiend behind her continued slavery, and mine.

"We will need a ship, love. Let us travel to the Citadel, and end this. For I, and you, have long been the apprentices of the Overlord who reigns from there, apprentices in the ways of pain and betrayal. And now, the apprentice must kill the Master. But first..."

I raised my sword over Major Icks' head. His spoken words varied in decibel level, ranging from screams to various inarticulate attempts to beg for his pathetic, worthless life. I brought my sword down upon him, only to find its pathway blocked faster than I knew what had happened.

"Don't do this, kid."

The worn visage of Kyle Katarn gazed at me.

Tag: VC, Mort

 

IC Nen Yim

Still taken aback by his scarred face, knowing it is partially her own fault, she turns to face the worn Jedi Kyle Katarn, who has blocked Kirian from killing Major Icks. "You save the insect?" she asks coldly. "You jedi really are weak." She flexes her master hand and extends her thumb blade. In a swift movement, she sweeps the knife straight through the flesh of Kararn's cheek. She wipes it on her tunic and motions to Kirian. "Come on!"

Tag: Mort, Alpha

 

IC as Kyle Katarn

Note to self: drink more coffee before fighting Dark Jedi. Or just try not to fight apprentices.

Kyle's cheek spewed open, creating a spray of blood like a fire hose. The Jedi was knocked back into the wall.

Damn, what a dumbass rookie mistake...

TAG: Mort

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[b]IC as Kirian[/b]

[b]Nen[/b] struck at my master. Her attack was fast. Blindingly fast, in fact. I could have sworn it came from a fully-trained Jedi if she hadn't been standing right there beside me. For a moment, I felt the urge to simply end [b]Kyle[/b] then and there, to save myself a lot of trouble later on...but somehow I felt that it would not be necessary. Not only that, we didn't have time.

I bolted after [b]Nen[/b] at Force speed straight to the hangar.

[b]Tag: VC, Mort[/b]

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OOC: OK. Somebody needs to control the YV fleet so we can get the space battle wrapped up one way or the other, though at this point, with [b]Starkiller[/b]'s plan, it will probably end up with the destruction of the Yuuzhan Vong fleet. I already fight myself enough, so if someone wants to assume command of that fleet, contact me in the thread, over IM, or via PM.

 

IC Nen Yim

She skids to a halt in the hangar in order to allow Kirian to catch up. "Can you fly? I can't pilot to save my life," she says, looking around at the different ships.

Tag: Alpha