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Post by DS on Oct 14, 2009 21:03:34 GMT -5
Admin Note: This thread may still serve as a good prologue of sorts, though many parts of it will likely be retconned away. Read this for a general idea of what has happened already.
Deep within space, in a far away galaxy, floated a small but powerful fleet of warships, all dark and black as night as they moved slowly but surely to a set of coordinates. Within the capital ship, stood a tall figure in black robe-armor of custom design, with a long black and red cylinder at his side and arms folded as he stared at into space.
He ignored the sounds of his crew walking about, talking, preparing for combat. He ignored the life he could feel throughout his ship and among the other ships, as his mind was bent on locating his enemy, who he could feel close by.
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted as a small comlink imbedded in his head went off. He activated it through the Force, knowing this would be important. "Yes my dear...?" Sarah spook cooly and quickly. "My Lord, we detect signals on the outter scanners. We should be coming within physical sight soon." He nodded, acknowledging her report before shutting off the comm.
He then waited.
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Oct 15, 2009 8:37:31 GMT -5
((*cackles* I'm not sure if your ships were stationary, in hyperspace, or in realspace using sublight. I'm going to assume hyperspace. :/ The OSE symbol is my avatar. ))
Not too far away, another tall, cloaked figure stood within the bridge of his own capital ship. His blood-red mask concealed his face, and two unusually long lightsabers hung from his belt-- Both were double-bladed.
He was on the bridge of his fleet's Flagship, the ancient Sith Interdictor Sithara. The ship was working better then it ever had, thanks to all the new parts and upgrades it had received since it's rebuilding. On either side of the Sithara was a Centurion-class Destroyer. More powerful then the Sithara, they lacked the gravity-well-generators the Interdictors used to pull ships out of hyperspace. The Sithara was also a symbol to his people, the Olarian Sith. The Interdictor had crashed upon their homeplanet thousands of years ago. The two Centurions, the Iron Assassin and the Bloodwind, were new relatively new additions to the Olarian Sith Empire's fleet. They had been captured in separate raids on Republic and Sith-controlled worlds. All three ships were painted in the same blood-red color as the man's mask, and they all had the OSE symbol painted on them. To the front-- or the bow-- were four captured Republic Blockade Runners, also painted blood red and bearing the OSE symbol. He could feel the crews of each, all preparing for the inevitable battle. All around him, on the bridge of the Sithara, the officers hurried about, making last-minute adjustments to the ships' systems, checking with the rest of the Fleet, and other such things. "Lord Velius," came a female voice behind him. He turned, find himself looking down--he was very tall, around 2 meters-- into his apprentice's face. "Verelor. Welcome aboard," Velius replied. "I trust the trip was uneventful?" The fleet was light-years away from their homeplanet of Olaria, waiting for another group of False Sith--The name dubbed to any of the Sith not from Olaria. The cowards sulked around the Outer Rim, preying upon undefended planets that didn't belong to the Republic. The trip to this point in space, light-years away from any star, had been long and boring for the Fleet. Verelor had left Olaria two days after the fleet had left, and sat on a cramped shuttle the entire ride. "It was loads of fun," she replied dryly. "I'll bet," Velius said, stifling a chuckle. He turned back to the viewport and stared out into the starfield. Verelor stepped to Velius' right side, doing the same. She closed her eyes, meditating, completely still, which made her look like a statue. She was 60% Olarian, so her face had the natural beauty all of the Olarian's had. Being completely still seemed to magnify the effect, and she knew it. Chuckling inward, he was about to say something when an officer behind him spoke up. "My Lord, they're here!" Even before the last word had escaped his mouth, a fleet materialized in front of them. "Tell the second fleet to hold until my order," Velius commanded. "Open a channel." He turned around, and after a moment the comm officer nodded at him. Velius turned back to the viewport, staring at the ships. They were all painted black, so it was difficult to determine how many there were with his eyes alone. However, he had the Force. He could feel the surprise of many of the other fleet's crewmembers. One figure radiated Dark Side power, and he didn't seem surprised in the slightest. "Hello there, False Sith. Welcome to your final battle. We true Sith will accept any of you who wish to join us in our conquest to challenge the Republic. However, if you stay with those who would sulk around the Outer Rim like cowards instead of fulfilling the destiny of the Sith by taking down the Republic and their Jedi protectors, you will be destroyed."
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Post by DS on Oct 15, 2009 18:12:32 GMT -5
Tandrex eyed the enemy fleet carefully, his mind already working out a plan. He nodded to his COM officer, who immedtaely patched through to the enemy ship. Sarah, as always, appeared next to him through her mobile holoprojector on Tandrex's belt, appearing as a beautiful, transluscent woman, with her base coloar being red and black symbols going up and down her body.
Tandrex spoke slowly. "No one will join you 'Sith'... You must have us confused with our lesser bretheren... The lowly Sith who remained in this galaxy..." He remained silent for a moment before continuing. "We ARE the Sith... and we have returned... You as well, though in a much differant way then us. Now, I'm not gonna try to convince your people to come to us, as they are loyal to you... But you are a small faction nonetheless... I believe this conversation is at a end, as I have nothing more to say to you, and I doubt you have anything as well." The COM signal was disconnected. "How long till the rest of the fleet arrives?" "In just a few more minutes My Lord..." He nodded. "Prepare for battle, all hands to battle stations and have all the fighter and bomber squadrons ready."
The fleet slowly began to form about. Consisting of around a dozen Sith Interdictors and several dozen smaller corvette vessels, not to mention the hundreds of fighter craft and smaller vessels mingled in, it slowly began to form into a spearhead, with the corvettes in front and larger destroyers coming up behind. Tandrex's own ship, a custom made Sith Interdictor at least twice the size of a normal one, brought up the rear of the spearhead.
"Prepare my fighter for battle. Have the fleet commense fire on the corvettes first. Disable them if you can, as I'd rather not destroy our enemy... yet. If you can't, then destroy them. Keep an eye out for any enemy reinforcements, as no doubt they plan to ambush us with a second or even third fleet. I want the rest of our fleet once it arrives to either circle this current fleet, or if I am right, attack any enemy reinforcements."
Around a dozen or so "Yes My Lord" were heard throughout the bridge as the crew raced to give orders and prepare the ship for battle. Tandrex stood stock-still as usual, with Sarah at his side, both staring at the enemy fleet. "Let it begin..."
OOC: This'll be interesting... Technically, they're the True Sith, without the OSE knowing haha, having mistook them for the weak Sith raiding the Republic here and there... Now, for the RP to continue. How shall they be 'sucked' into this new universe haha? Portal? Black Hole? Some random mishap?
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Oct 16, 2009 8:33:20 GMT -5
((Oh, no. It will not be a mishap. I have a new character (with no faction) I'd like to introduce... He will be taking the place of Jack and his Longsword of Doom. Also, keep in mind that the time periods I have in this post, such as eons ago, a decade ago, and so on, are all based on the time where this new guy is.)) Tessek Hesh stood at the bridge of his captured Imperial Star Destroyer, dubbed simply The Experiment. The Star Destroyer had been modified to have a large dome-shaped generator in the center of it's triangle-shaped form, similar to the Gravity Well Generators on Inderdictor Star Destroyers, but much larger, and there was only one. The ship was also painted flat black with many white speckles to simulate a starfield, making it nearly impossible to see with the naked eye. The Quarren's tentacles twitched as he thought about who to bring into his experiment next. He was a scientist, some might even say a mad scientist. He didn't mind being called mad. His experiment was located in a different universe... No, a different Meta-verse. He used his ship's generator to rip through the fabric of space-time and pull anything from any universe at any time period. So far, he had pulled in a fleet of a race known as the Covenant, and the fleet of the Empire, someone from his own universe and time-period. The Empire had crushed the Covenant, and he had sent them home. That was his experiment in a nutshell: Grab different factions from different universes and time periods, and get them to fight each other. If they didn't fight each other, then he would bring in another, more powerful faction to crush them both. The victor went home. This was as much as a game as it was an experiment. This had been attempted by an ancient, now extinct race known as the Forerunners. This had been their galaxy, eons ago. They had came here the same way he had, but instead of bring others to fight, they had populated the place, then simply... vanished, leaving nothing behind but magnificent cities and awesome planet-rings, dubbed 'Halos'. But they were not the only ones to have visited this galaxy. Another race came here as well: Alterans. Known in their home-galaxy as Ancients. They came at the same time as the Forerunners and formed a powerful alliance. The Alterans also populated the galaxy and then vanished, leaving behind nothing but primitive villages, their amazingly-powerful city-ships, and most importantly, their Stargates. The Stargate network was vast, crisscrossing across the galaxy like a giant web of connect-the-dots. Each gate could dial any gate in the entire system, and there were very many of them. Most of them were on the surfaces of planets, though there were just as many floating above planets in orbit. If someone had a map of them all, and tried to draw lines from even one of the gates to every other gate in the galaxy, they would probably die of old age before they were even halfway done. And that was not all. They left one extremely large Stargate, which Tessek had dubbed the 'Supergate'. It was massive enough for an entire fleet to fly through, but it had to be dialed from another Supergate, and with a control device that Tessek had yet to find. It also required an extreme amount of power. It floated over the planet that the Alterans had made their homebase, which apparently had no name. Only a number: P4254X235. That didn't seem like a good name, so Tessek called the planet 'Altera'. Altera was mostly oceans, but it had one large landmass on it, protected by a now-shut-down shield generator. On that landmass was a huge and extremely-advanced ship-constructing facility. Tessek had even used that facility to upgrade the Experiment, giving it more advanced shields, armor, engines, weapons, you name it. But the most impressive thing on Altera was a massive, beautiful, city-ship. It sat on the bottom of the ocean, protected by a shield, which held the crushing weight of the ocean at bay. Tessek had been down there once, only to find that it's name was already Altera. He didn't bother to stop calling the planet Altera, though. "Doctor Hesh?" came the gravelly voice of a Mon Calamari behind him. He turned to find Cimrab, one of his best men, standing there. "Yes, Cimrab?" "The generator is ready," came the Mon Cal's reply. Tessek wiggled his tentacles excitedly, his species' equivalent of a grin. It was also the equivalent of a laugh, so doing it often confused his crew. But Cimrab was from the same homeplanet as Tessek, and he understood the Quarren body language. "Very good! Power it up; let's get started. And someone bring me my holocron; I want to choose our next subjects." Cimrab turned to a computer, and the hum of machinery powering up filled the ship. A twi'lek ran up, holding a pyramind-shaped holocron. Tessek had... borrowed the thing from a Jedi Historian of the future. It contained the locations and times of many battles that had taken place over the tens of thousands of years in his Galaxy. He powered it up, and scrolled through the holographic text, coming to a halt when he found something interesting. ::Searching::
::Searching::
::Found Entry: Battle of the New Sith::
::Loading Entry: Battle of the New Sith::
::Entry Loaded::
::Begin Session::
::The Battle of the New Sith happened over a misunderstanding between two Sith trying to restore glory to the Sith Order. They both wanted to organize the Sith and lead them from their pitiful raids on Outer Rim worlds to a large full-scale attack on the Republic. The Olarian Sith Order, led by Darth Velius, however, mistook the Darkreaver fleet, led by Darth Tandrex, for their sworn enemies, the 'False Sith', and both fleets engaged. Both of the Dark Lords underestimated their opponent, and they kept pouring wave after wave of reinforcements into the battle. Both fleets were decimated, neither of the Dark Lords survived.::
::End Session::Tessek again wiggled his tentacles. "We have our next subjects," he said loudly. ~~~~~ Eons ago, in a Universe Far, Far away... ~~~~~ "He's lying, or wrong," Velius said. "About something, I'm not sure what. Maybe he's not. It's probably just best to destroy them all. Verelor nodded in agreement. "Bring in waves two, three, and four," she commanded the crew. Velius was about to say the same thing, he didn't mind it when she gave commands, especially when he was about to say the same thing. Three more fleets appeared of hyperspace, each of them under Velius' control. The False Sith's fleet was now surrounded. But he also called in reinforcements. "Kriff, this one is good," Velius said, mostly to himself. Suddenly, a glowing white orb appeared in the center of the battle. It grew, grew, and grew some more. It was intensely bright. A dwarf star, Velius guessed, shielding his eyes. But how? The fleets had stopped firing on each other, everyone mesmerized by the star growing in front of them. There was no point in running; judging by the rate at which the star was growing, by the time they turned around and got a hundred meters away, they would be engulfed by the fire of the star. So everyone watched. Without warning, the star shrunk, imploding upon itself. Then it seemed to explode, spewing dark dust everywhere. A black void formed in the center. A black hole. "Interesting," was all Velius could say before both fleets were sucked into it. Velius looked around seconds later. The enemy fleet was gone. The black hole was gone. The stars had changed. It seemed that it was in fact the Olarian Fleet that was... gone. But to where? Velius stared out to the slowly spinning field of stars for a few minutes. Nobody spoke. Nobody even moved. A lone planet drifted into view, snapping Velius out of his trance. "What the kark just happened?! Where are we?" he demanded. "Milord... the navicomputer doesn't recognize the planet... Or the stars. Velius stared again. This place was definitely not part of his galaxy. Maybe not even his universe. Nobody had ever been through a black hole and came back: Maybe the stories were true, and they were sucked to a different universe. Quietly, he said, "Send some scouts to the planet." ((You can pretty much put your fleet anywhere you want them to be. But be realistic Tessek sent them both to planets that were nearly identical, near the center of the galaxy, but on opposite sides of a massive black hole--this one will just teleport you to any random place in the galaxy-- that is in the center of the galaxy. There could be a forerunner city or two, and some advanced tech there, but I intend for Altera to be found by the Tau'ri when they come in And there are a few other city-ships in the galaxy.... but extremely hard to find. Not anywhere near the planets Tessek sent Velius and Tandrex to )) ~~~~~~ Trillions of light-years away, yet in the same Universe... ~~~~~~ Aaron and Dak sat at the same table in the mess hall of the Redundant, leader of the Altera Expedition, which was to embark later today. Both of the two knew why Aaron was going: He was the leader of the expedition, plain and simple. But neither of them knew why they would need a Splinter Cell Operative in a different galaxy. But that was for those with higher paygrades to decide. The Expedition was made of a rather small but powerful fleet: Four 304-class Battlecruisers, otherwise known as BC-304's, or DSC-304's: Deep-space-Carrier. Along with those were four Goa'uld Motherships, and one extremely powerful Ori Mothership. The Goa'uld Motherships were crewed by Free Jaffa warriors who had wanted to get away from this galaxy. The Ori Mothership was crewed by some of the former followers of the Ori who wanted to accomplish something good after learning the truth about the Ori, whom had all since been destroyed. All of the 304's in the fleet each carried one ZPM, making all the weapons, shields, and engines much power poweful then normal. The Goa'uld Motherships were powered by their normal means, but they were still powerful enough. Besides, they were mainly serving as cargo ships for this expedition. The Ori Mothership was powered by... Whatever it was they were powered by. Neither of the two soldiers who sat at the table cared, though. Aaron's radio beeped, then a voice came over the channel. "Colonel Aaron, please report to the Beast." The Beast was what the humans and Jaffa aboard the 304's and the Goa'uld Motherships had nicknamed the Ori Mothership. The prior in command of the Mothership didn't seem to mind. Aaron got up and beckoned Dak to come with him. They walked through the corridors of the ship, reaching the ring room. They stood in the center of the room, and a tech pressed several buttons on the wall. 5 rings came from the ceiling, enveloping the two. There was a flash, and then a different set of rings fell into the ground, and they were on the Ori Mothership. They were escorted by an Ori Warrior to the bridge, where Kane, the Prior, was waiting. Like any other Prior, his face was pale, scarred, and disfigured. Aaron had faced a Prior in battle when they still served the Ori. As long as they held that staff, which Kane was holding, they held enormous power, such as telekinesis. Even without the staff, they were still powerful. But now, they were just not-so-normal, wise, near-ascended humans. "Colonel," Kane said in that tone that only priors seemed to be capable of talking in. "I have felt something. I believe we should go through the Great Ring now." Just an hour later, they were dialing up the Supergate. Aaron didn't understand why, but apparently those higher-ups thought it would be wise to listen to the prior. And so they were ahead of schedule. The very bottom--or at least, the bottom from their prespective-- of the supergate began to glow as electric current flowed through that piece of the supergate. The electricity spread to the piece to it's right, and then again, picking up speed. A few seconds later, it had went full-circle. The massive blue unstable vortex, or 'Kawoosh' as many nicknamed it, came flying out of the Supergate, then went back, leaving a giant, blue event horizon, or 'Puddle'. The Redundant was the first ship through. ~~~~~~~~~~ "Doctor!" "What is it?" Tessek answered, concerned at the urgency in Cimrab's voice. "We just detected something... The Supergate was just activated!" Tessek just stared at him. A few moments passed, and he turned back to the viewport. He stared some more. He thought carefully for a few minutes. Finally, he said, "Bring me my holocron, and... Send in the Phantoms." ((Wow. Long.)) ~~Hours later~~ "Doctor, the Phantoms should be arriving at all three planets momentarily," came the voice of a Rodian speaking in passable Basic. "Good," he said, only half-listening, scrolling through more data in the holocron. There were three factions now, he assumed. He only had control of two. The third was an unexpected factor in his experiment. He liked better odds then two-to-one. So he was bringing in a third faction as insurance. He finally found one that looked interesting. ::Searching::
::Searching::
::Found Entry: New Clone Army::
::Loading Entry: New Clone Army::
::Entry Loaded::
::Begin Session::
::The New Clone Army was created by the Kaminoins, and modeled after their first Clone Army. However, this one was untouched by the Dark Lord of the Sith, Darth Sidious, AKA, Emperor Palpatine. It combined much of the technology from the Clone Wars with new Imperial-era technology. It was led by Daleb Salut and EX-001. Salut was a Jedi Knight who survived the Great Jedi Purge. EX-001 was a top-secret, experimental Jedi-Clone Commando hybrid.::
::Aborting session::Tessek had read enough, so he aborted the session early, only halfway through. He didn't need to know any more; he already knew all about the NCA from personal experience. "Start up the Generator," he commanded. ~~~~Only a decade or so ago, in a Universe Far, Far away...~~~~ General Daleb Salut, followed by EX-001, or X, and several Shadow Clone Troopers strode through the halls of the mysterious ship. The words Redeemed Darkness kept playing through his head over and over again. They came to a door, and Daleb could sense that a great battle had taken place on the other side. He signaled for the squad to form around the door, then ignited his lightsaber. The blade cut through the darkness, illuminating the space around them in an eerie orange glow. He plunged the blade into the sealed door, then dragged it to the bottom. X ripped the doors open with the Force, sending a haunting screech echoing through the corridors of the ship. Inside was a hangar. Hundreds of corpses, all wearing ancient Sith Armor, just like Daleb was wearing at the moment. blaster scorches were all over the place, and hundreds of Sith War Droids stood deactivated. Daleb had no idea if they would wake up, so he closed the door again with the Force, sending another equally ominous screech through the ship. Everyone jumped when a voice yelled through the comm. "Generals! We've got something out here, you'll want to see it!" Daleb and X glanced at each other, and then the entire squad sprinted back to where they had docked their shuttle. They quickly flew back to the Venator-class ship they had left from, which was flanked by dozens of more Venators, Acclamators, and hundreds of fighters and bombers. Once they touched down, Daleb and X sprinted from the hangar to the turbolift, which took them to the bridge. "What is it?!" Daleb all but yelled as they both ran in, still in full battle armor. "General, we've picked something else up on the scanners. It's small, but it's sending out enough energy to completely wipe out a solar system. It's like a small star or someth--" He stopped talking as a small orb of glowing light, no bigger then a distant star from their perspective, started growing. And growing. It looked like it was a star after all. "Tell the fleet to get out of here, n--" he stopped as the star suddenly shrunk. It was imploding. Then, suddenly, there was a blackish mist funneling out of a void in the place where the star had been. A Black Hole. They were all sucked in, the entire fleet, the entire planet... ~~~~~~~~~~ Tessek was overjoyed. The Void-Generator was working even better then he had expected. It had sucked an entire planet through to this universe. Kamino was now orbiting a star nearly identical to the one it had orbited in it's original galaxy, so it's oceans wouldn't suddenly freeze or dry up due to a new, colder, or hotter sun. "Perfect!" He yelled. "Wonderful! Marvelous! Raises for everyone!" Everyone suddenly joined in in yelling for joy and congratulating everyone. Tessek just stood, his insides nearly bubbling over with joy, staring out into space. He knew one of those glowing dots now had a new planet, with a huge fleet orbiting it. The odds were now in his favor again. ((Even longer. xD))
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Post by DS on Oct 18, 2009 12:30:44 GMT -5
Light-years away in another sector, the Darkreaver Fleet popped out from the black hole. along with a very angry Tandrex. Turning about slowly to look at his stunned crew, he said loudly. "Report..." The crew suddenly jumped, realizing they should have been moving. "All systems fine sir! Most of the fleet is intact, though it is scattered throughout the system. Three ships were lost as they crash-landed on the planet below, which is live-able and seems un-inhabited."
Tandrex turned back around and thought for several minutes. He then said, "Get the fleet re-organized. I want this system taken quickly ad patrols to be assigned. Land troops on the ground below, and get to those three ships. See if they can be repaired. If not, then start fixing them as best as you can and use them for bases. I want this entire system charted in the next hour, and ground forces controlling key points of the planet within the day."
As the crew shouted out replies and got to work, Tandrex keyed his private COM. "What do you suspect?" "Personally, My Lord, I suspect a third player. It wasn't a natural occurrence, and neither you nor our enemy could have made that black hole, so I'm willing to say that it may be another has taken a interest in us for some reason... We shall have to be careful. I shall organize the fleet and army My Lord." The COM was then shut off, leaving Tandrex to his own thoughts.
OOC: OK theres Tandrex... now comes my second group, though not...fully, yet hehe.... Anyways Ive renamed the Harbingers to the Harbinger Empire hehe... And Ive put a lot of thought into it, so should prove interesting...
Deep within space, a single comet flew. Bright blue and large, it flew at high speeds through the emptiness of space. Though, nobady knew what it really was, as nobady saw it. Suddenly, it turned about and headed straight for a nearby asteroid field, aimed directly at a small one on the outter edge.
It slammed right into the asteroid, exploding violently and sending a large blue ring of energy in all directions, shattering thousands of asteroids and sending them flying. Just as the ring was reaching a mile in diameter, it stopped. Within its blue depths, a tunnel opened up. All the debris nearby was suddenly started to be sucked into it, disappearing down the tunnel and winking out of existence as the energy absorbed it.
As the last of the debris was sucked in, the blue energy turned from bright, electric blue to deep, blood red in color. And out of the now formed tunnel, came a ship. A small ship, it appeared like a small sting-ray found in the ocean. It floated still in the vaccuum before moving about, almost looking like a happy little creature. At closer inspection, you can see it is black, with red symbols painted along its side, in strange runes and stripes.
For a long time, it went about through the debris, flying in empty space, going to a nearby nebulae, and even to a nearby star, before returning to the 'portal'. It flew straight in, popping out of existence. Nearly a couple hours went by before something happened again. The little ship came flying out again... then followed by several hundred more of them, then came the bigger ones. Ranging from the size of a small shuttle to large carriers, a large fleet poured out of the portal to spread out in the empty patch of space. The ships, ranging from just boxy dull machines to intricately made ones appearing as some sort of predator, they all appeared deadly and strange, due to their symbols, color, etc.
Finally, came the last ship. A large vessel, it was undoubtedly the command ship of the small fleet. Appearing like both a Hammerhead-class cruiser and Star Destroyer from other galaxies and universes, it was the most horrifying of the ships, due to its runes which seemed t all inspire a fear by just looking at them. Including the last ship, the fleet consisted of only a couple dozen large vessels. After much flying and apparent confusion, the ships finally formed up and headed for the nearest set of planets.
OOC: Ok maaaaay be confusing.... may be easily understood.... may be CWEEEEEPY... but maybe not. This shall be explained in time... now onto the command ship, and within its murky depths...
Deep within the center of the command ship, figures moved through the corridors. All wearing strange armor appearing like a mixture of medieval plate armor and modern day combat armor, they covered each individual throughout the ship from head to toe. Creepy to look at, they appeared like something out of a horror film.
And within the bridge of the ship, sat a single individual with the most terrifying of them all. Seven feet in height, black as night with red runes going up his armor's arms, the obvious leader of these strange people sat in his command chair, also covered in similar armor of his soldiers. Appearing as a demon, he sat thinking to himself, as his fleet formed together for conquest. He, Raz'nora of the Umbra Clan of Krondora, had done the impossible. He had made it where others failed. And now, he would bring more honor and glory to his people.
General Raz'nora stood and stared out of the viewport, towards the pair of planets they were coming to. "Prepare the fleet... I wish to be the first to land on that planet. Prepare the Avengers and have our zarc's prepared. We are going to prepare the way for our people to conquer all worlds... and to share the ways of the Empire."
OOC: Confusing, I think so. Explain, I will later on. Hahaha. Oh, and Tessk maaay be able to detect them, but I doubt easily, as that energy is a unique kind not found in any of the universes he's been to... Things will be explained later, trust me.
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Oct 19, 2009 10:12:55 GMT -5
"Doctor, the scouts have reached their destinations," said Di'Kia, the project's Cerean female analyst. "Good. One from each group broke off to the others, correct?" Tessek had sent two scouts to each of the Sith Lords' new planets, and had broken off one from each group, sending one to the NSA's new planet, the other to Altera. The last one had pushed the engines to the limit, and arrived at it's destination at the exact same time. "Yes, Doctor." "Good. Keep them all cloaked for now, except the Darkreaver scout. I'm going to the V-R room, set up the probe program." After a confirming nod from Cimrab, he headed down the hallways of the Experiment, then turned into the VR room. VR stood for Virtual Reality. There were two medics in the room, and they helped him onto the VR chair. The last thing he saw was the helmet coming down on his head... Tessek was no longer in his body. Not in the normal sense. He was now part of the scoutship. It was simply a modified TIE Phantom, and he could feel the ship's parts, like it was his own body. Inside the Phantom, was a droid, which was also a part of his consciousness. He activated the droid's holographic projector, and it took his form. But instead of his normal scientist's coat, the hard-light hologram of his Quarren body was clothed in a black combat suit. The two blaster pistols holstered at the sides and the vibrosword in the back sheath of the droid were not holographic, however. Tessek was not simply strong in the mind. He was skilled in combat, as well. Very skilled. He had been picked on during his young childhood for being the smartest and physically weakest in his class. Eventually, he had become skilled with a knife. At age 12, during a particularly violent fight, he had killed every single one of the students that had constantly picked on him for years. He did not regret it. The strong survived. He shut the Phantom out of his mind, letting himself simply become the droid. Being both the ship and the droid was not too confusing for him, not with his brilliant mind. It was, however, a bit... discomforting. He preferred to just use the controls and the scanners in the thingypit instead of actually being those things. He flew the ship towards what he knew was the flagship of the fleet, a larger-than-normal Sith Interdictor. He stopped the still-invisible fighter right in front of the bridge. He knew he was cloaked in more ways then one. The ships' scanners, especially since they were nearly 4000 years out of date, wouldn't detect his ship. Even the Dark Lord Tandrex couldn't sense him with the Force; droids didn't have consciousnesses. And the eyes of the crew couldn't see him either. He looked through the viewport of the ancient ship. He could see the crew pacing around. And Darth Tandrex. The Dark Lord of the Sith was standing at the edge of the bridge, right at the viewport. Staring out into space. Staring right at Tessek's Phantom. For a moment, the Quarren feared that he had underestimated the Force, and that he actually could sense him. But after a moment he realized Tandrex, like Tessek, just enjoyed thinking while staring out into space. Many leaders seemed to like doing that. Slowly, he backed the fighter away from the bridge, then flew to the hangar. The hangar doors were open, the cold vacuum of space being held at bay by a shield. Tessek, being a scientist, was familiar with these kinds of shields. They operated by letting solid matter pass through, but not air. Many military versions only let friendly ships pass through. Anything else would be disintegrated. The way the shields could determine friend from foe was the IFF of the objects. The computer hooked up to the generator would recognize the frequency of the IFF brodacasted by the ship, and let it pass through. A shuttle coming from the surface passed through the shield, then landed in the hangar. Tessek isolated the frequency the shuttle was broadcasting, then he set his ship to broadcast the same thing. He passed through the shield without disintegrating. He didn't land the ship; he couldn't risk someone tripping on it or another ship landing on it. But he couldn't keep it floating above the ground on one of the Interceptor racks; he could get hit by one docking with that same rack. So he flew the fighter to the far wall, right above the turbolift, then used the magnetic clamps to hook it to the wall twenty meters above the door to the lift. He looked out of the thingypit, then waited until nobody was looking, then he popped the hatch and dove out. Being in a droid's body, he didn't feel any pain of the long fall. He transformed his appearance to that of a human Sith Trooper of Tandrex' time period, and watched the thingypit close before anyone would see inside the visible interior. He wondered if anyone would notice that he didn't have standard issue weapons, so he concealed the sword and one pistol with a hologram. He took out the one remaining visible pistol and concealed it with a hologram of an ancient standard issue blaster rifle used by the Sith of that time. He gripped the fake rifle then walked into the turbolift. He just hoped he wouldn't have to fire it. The blasters of this time period shot a red bolt, Tessek's pistols fired blue bolts. He strolled down the hallway, trying to appear stiff and soldier-like, while at the same time appearing to be casual and bored. He strolled along, relying on his Interdictor-class schematics. But this ship was different. The schematics were all off. But that was why he was here: To access the computer core and get some more much-needed information on the Darkreaver fleet. He kept walking in search of the core... ((I'll let you decide if he's discovered or not. xD Be warned though, the stuff self-destructs. It will not allow itself to be salvaged. Tessek's thought it all through. He doesn't want anyone getting his stuffs. It doesn't just explode, leaving lots of scrap behind, it vaporizes xD))
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Post by DS on Oct 20, 2009 9:21:32 GMT -5
Darth Tandrex stood before the viewport of his bridge still, staring out into space. He wondered why he had a uncomfortable feeling in the back of his mind. Something didn't feel right with how things were going. He activated his COM unit. "Sarah. Do not raise alarm but I want the ship put under high security. The memory core, extra guards, sensors and holocam systems all online, whatever. I sense something possibly dangerous is coming, and it won't be a direct challenge... Put the memory core on lock-down. I want you to personally over-see it. I shall be down there myself in a moment to activate my personal counter-measures." "Yes My Lord."
OOC: He may be a droid, but Tandrex can sense when 'danger' is nearby, even if he doesn't know what it is. Now I'll just let it play out.
Tandrex turned about and headed for the turbolift, tapping in one of the floors and waited as the lift sped down the shaft. After a minute or so, it stopped and he exited, walking steadily down the hallways past soldiers and crewmen, who all stopped and saluted sharply before continuing on. Tandrex thought to himself while walking towards the memory core 'bunker' at the center of the ship.
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Several hundred light-years away, the strange portal and small fleet floated away from it, heading for the nearby set of planets. Several hundred smaller craft went on ahead, consisting of dozens and dozens of shuttles and fighter craft to a few transport-corvettes, which prepared to launch the zarc's to the planets below.
General Raz'nora stood within his command ship, deciding he'd go with one of the later waves of troops, remaining with his fleet of larger, slower vessels for now. Raz'nora thought to himself for a moment before going through a mental list of his objectives, more to keep himself from being bored then necessity.
Bring one of the Umbra Clan's battlegroups to this new universe/dimension. Scout and explore. Find new life-forms. Attempt to secretly observe them. Once analyzed to the best of our ability from a distance, prepare for war and eliminate/capture them or submit them to our will. Once completed, if successful, send message pod through the Portal to Krondora and alert them to bring in the entire 7th Invasion Fleet and 13th Battle Group, along with the all the Duron-Knights within reach.
He went over that several times before turning to his 2nd-in-command. "Prepare a squad and a gunship. Im going down with the troops now. I want mobile bases in station over the planet within the hour. By the end of the day, I want at least three ground bases set up and ready for use." "Yes General!"
Raz'nora turned and headed down the narrow bridge-ramp towards the blast doors, heading out and straight for the hanger. Along the way, troops formed up behind him till he had a full squad of Avengers behind him, all fully equipped and ready for battle. When they arrived at the hanger bay, a pair of Naval troopers waited for him, one holding a armful of equipment.
Raz'nora stood before them, spreading his arms and legs so they may get to work. The second Naval trooper quickly started pulling pieces of equipment off the first man's arms and started putting it on Raz'nora's armor. Pistols, rifle, sword, grenades, rations, supply bag, the whole kit of a hard-core Avenger. After they were finished, Raz'nora nodded and the Naval troopers replied with a silent salute.
Raz'nora turned and eyed his squad, who ahd stood quietly by while he was equipped. He looked over them a moment before nodding slowly. The Avengers quickly right-faced and ran up the ramp of their awaiting-gunship, then hooked themselves into their zarc's, their armored, armed drop pods.
Once everyone was hooked in, Raz'nora hooked himself in with the help of the co-pilot, then gave the thumbs-up. Suddenly, the gunship launched up and soared out of the hanger-bay, straight down to the planet now-below.
Raz'nora and his Avengers silently waited, bumping about violently as they waited for the green-light. When it came, they slammed down on the big red button on their arm-rests. Each zarc launched suddenly downward, a jet at the top sending it sky-rocketing towards the earth below.
They waited still, showing no fear to the fact that they were going at several hundred miles an hour towards the hard earth below. Suddenly the secondary jets kicked in and the main engine shut off, slowly the craft down considerably. Then came the large impact, as they slammed into the ground.
They remained immobile for a moment, the pod's outter shell bright red from the impact and heat of entry, then suddenly, POW came the hatch and out came the Avengers, running out with rifles out.
Raz'nora was the first out, the first to set foot on the planet of their kind, and glanced about. He could hear and see all the zarc's, shuttles, fighters, everything, landing on the planet. It appeared to be raining large meteors and large black hunks of metal, which landed and poured out more troops. "Begin construction immediately. This is going to be our home for a while!" Hundreds of cheers over the COM could be heard in response to his words. Then they all got to work.
OOC: Ok that was redone, when I was typing it bell had just rung so I had to hurry, wasn't looking haha.
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Oct 21, 2009 10:28:29 GMT -5
Tessek had finally reached the Central Computer Core room.... only to find it was under heavy guard. Too heavy to be normal. Tessek swore in a dozen languages. His cover was blown. He had underestimated the power of the Force. But he still had to get into that room. There was no need for his disguise now, they knew he was here. So he disengaged the holo-cloak, and now he was in his own form, the blaster rifle in his hand now a pistol again. He unholstered the other pistol and pressed on. He rounded the corner, and found himself staring into faceless helmets of Sith Troopers. Before they could react, his mechanic hands a blur, he fired over and over again. Just a few seconds later, the Sith troopers were all dead. One had managed to get a shot off, but it had hit the wall behind Tessek. Not that it would matter if it hit the droid.
Tessek got to work on the locked-down door, then heard someone walking down the hallway. He knew who it would be; the feet didn't make the telltale clanking noise that the Sith Troopers did when walking. It had to be Tandrex. Kriff, he thought. He holstered the blaster pistols; they wouldn't be effective at all against a Sith Lord. He pulled the vibrosword off of his back holster, then activated the holo-cloak again. This time, it concealed the entire droid body. The downside to using the cloak on the entire droid was that it didn't make it completely invisible, but instead made him merely a wavy transparent blur.
He started slowly creeping down the hallway, making his way to the hangar where he'd left his Phantom. He let the Phantom become a part of his consciousness again, as discomforting as it was, and powered up the main systems, getting ready to spring open the cockpit canopy and leap out of the hangar and into space.
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Aaron stared out the window of the Redundant down at the watery planet below. Down there, if their scanners were right, was only one landmass, with a large Ancient-built ship factory. But even more amazing was the city-ship, hidden deep beneath the oceans. If the sensors were right about the power emissions, there were 3 functioning ZPMs powering the dormant city's protective shield. And there were 2 powering the ship factory. 5 ZPMs. Definitely the work of the Ancients. But though the architecture of the ship-factory, there was just a bit of some other design built in. Some other civilization had definitely influenced the construction of the facility.
Aaron, followed by the rest of his team and Dak, hurried down the hallways of the Redundant, eventually arriving at the ring room. The Ancients had invented the ring platforms many thousands of years ago, and had used the same technology for the transporters in their city-ships, making them compatible. Barely. To interface with the transporters with ring platforms was not an easy task, especially since the ring platforms were bigger then the transporters. They planned to go two-by-two, to make sure that nobody got disintegrated. Aaron and Dak were going first.
They stood side-by-side in the very center of the ring platform, and Aaron gave the go-ahead to the tech. The five rings floated up from the floor, then there was a flash. They were suddenly in a small and strangely elevator-like room, and just as they were in it, the doors opened up in front of them. Guns drawn, they slowly advanced out of the transporter, finding themselves in the control room of an Ancient City-Ship. As they walked by, systems and lights began powering up. Just as soon, an alarm went off. Aaron ran over to the display and looked it over. Then he laughed. "My Ancient's not very good, but this is warning us that there are multiple unknown ships in orbit." "Well turn it off! Tell the computer they're friendly or something!" "I don't quite know how to do that. Send down the rest of the team," he shouted into the radio over the alarm.
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X was sitting in his ARC-170s' pilot seat in his undersuit, meditating. Sitting was not comfortable when in his Katarn Commando armor. The other two Commandos in the ship shared his sentiments about the armor, and were wearing their undersuits as well. The armor of the three commandos was stashed in the cargo hatch.
They were in hyperspace. The ARC-170s was a special variant of the standard ARC-170 heavy fighter/bomber. The 's' in the name stood for 'stealth'. The S variant was equipped with a hyperdrive, and instead of the normal white paint, it was all flat black with dozens of white speckles on the hull simulating stars. And the hull was coated with a special jamming substance, making the ship almost completely invisible from the naked eye and sensors in space. In the atmosphere, the disguise didn't work well, except on a clear night. And that was only if the enemy was below the fighter/bomber. The NCA had... borrowed the idea from the Rebellion's Stealth-X concept. They hadn't even created any of the ships yet. It wasn't even a design yet; it was just an idea. So far, the ARC-170s had performed flawlessly, but this was the first live-action test.
Both Daleb and X had sensed something in the Force. Aside from the... weird feeling in this Galaxy, that is. Something strange had happened, and not too far away from Kamino's new star system. The strange occurrence had caused a tremendous disturbance in the Force, and X was sent to investigate.
The beeping from the R2 unit behind him jolted him from his meditation. He glanced at the screen, reading the droid's text as it scrolled across. They were just a few minutes away. X prepared himself for anything...
The ARC-170s dropped out of hyperspace a few minutes later. "Whoah..." said one of the commandos behind him. The.... disturbance... was right in front of them. It appeared to be a large red... tunnel of sorts. Through it, X sensed the space-time of two universes being torn apart and put back together. He could sense the other side, a completely different universe.
Near the strange portal there was a huge fleet of medium-sized ships surrounding a large capital ship. All around there were hundreds of strange ray-looking fighters. "Maybe these guys are the ones that brought us here. It certainly seems like they could've." The other commandos muttered their agreement.
X wove the fighter through the sea of the rayfighters-- a name he'd come up in the few seconds after they'd arrived-- hoping that nobody would notice the stars blurring past the other ships. He headed towards the planet's surface.
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Post by DS on Oct 21, 2009 20:32:01 GMT -5
As he suspected, Tandrex could feel something wrong. He felt some of his troopers dieing, not to mention he could hear the whine of blasters going off nearby. As he walked, his lightsaber slowly floated in front of him, staying a foot or so away before he took it while he walked.
He prepared himself, turning about the rim of the corridor to see a pile of dead troopers and blaster marks everywhere. He turned, sensing and seeing nothing nearby. He turned slowly, looking down the corridor carefully. He then noticed a small shimmer under a light.
He charged forward, using the Force to speed him up enormously as he activated his double bladed lightsaber, its deep, crimson blades coming alive as he slashed downward at where he saw the shimmer and could still barely see it, attempting to hit whatever it was.
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Raz'nora and several other Avengers were lifting up a large pole of dark metal up, letting a larger builder mech take it in it's clawed grip, turning about to take it to the nearby building construction. The Avengers turned about to get the next one ready, while Raz'nora paused to observe the new camp and official HQ of the Empire in this new dimension.
Just as he was turning to help his soldiers again though, his COM beeped. Stopping, he clicked it on. "Go ahead." "General, we need you up in space. We've possibly detected something. Not sure what it is..." He immediately turned, shutting off the COM unit as he headed towards the temporary landing pad. Seeing a gunship just about to take off, he jumped up the open ramp just before it shut.
He gave the thumbs up to the pilot and grabbed a hand-hold for support as the ship lurched upward. He stood there for what seemed like forever before the ship slowed and then came to a lurching halt.
The ramp came down, where a small squad of Navy troopers were ready to unload the cargo gunship. Obviously surprised to see Raz'nora standing there, they stopped suddenly and saluted sharply and stepped aside, letting him pass. He returned the salute and continued to the lift, letting the doors shut and suddenly, he sped upward. He waited for several seconds stepping out of the now-open door as he came to a halt.
Within the bridge, he went directly to the sensor officer, where his 2nd-in-command waited, along with a slightly nervous sensor operative. "What is it Colonel?"
Colonel Adrona nodded down to the sensor operative, who glanced up at Raz'nora then back to his screen. Pointing towards it, he said. "Sir, I gathered a strange signal just five minutes ago. Ive never seen it before, but it was a sudden burst of energy and a physical object came on the sensors for a second before disappearing. I thought it was maybe a asteroid or comet, but then resolved to delve further. It was fully metallic, had a ship-design of a strange sort, and had a life-form on board, possibly more than one."
Raz'nora stood fully up, glancing at Adrona. Both knew they had excited expressions on their faces underneath their armor's helmut visors. "Have all fighter squadrons on high alert and all ships scan the entire area for several hundred kilometers. I want whatever it was we spotted to be found quickly...."
The crew jumped to follow his orders, including the Colonel. Raz'nora grinned, heading to the viewport to look outwards, standing at ease with hands folded at the small of his back. Now began the most crucial part of their mission before the battle may begin... Whenever it did.
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Oct 21, 2009 21:34:14 GMT -5
Tessek, or at least, his droid, was only saved by the lightning fast reflexes of his temporary mechanical body. The Sith Lord was fast! By his swift movement, Tessek's holocloak was deactivated, showing his preferred form, the Quarren wearing a dark combat suit.
His vibrosword, laced with cortosis, rushed up to meet the oncoming red blade of Tandrex's lightsaber. But the Dark Lord's saber was doublebladed, and suddenly, there was another red slash at Tessek's droid body. Tessek dodged this one, then stabbed clumsily at Tandrex, but it was a feint. In a swift follow-up, he redirected the sword into a sideways-slashing blow, meant to slice off Tandrex's arm, and sent a disguised metal foot towards the Sith's midsection with a roundhouse kick. Last, but not least, he unleashed one of the Droid's other... special weapons. A repulsor cannon. It was like a mini tractor beam, but it worked the opposite way. Right now, Tessek used it to send a huge blast of concussive energy at the Sith Lord.
Not bothering to wait around and see if any of his attacks were successful, he turned and sprinted down the hallway.
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X sensed the beings on the ground before he saw them. But apparently, not before they saw him. Quickly, he pushed the ship into a downward spiral, ignoring the shouts from behind him. At the last possible second, he pulled up, then flew slowly over the treetops. After finding a suitable place to land, he put the ARC-170s down, and then popped the cockpit open.
"You guys stay with the ship. Don't wander off; don't set up any sort of camp. We don't want anything, and I mean anything, like a fire or a tent to give us away to those ships in orbit. I'm going to look at that campish thing set up a few klicks away from here."
After a few long minutes of sprinting in his all-black Night Ops Commando Armor, he reached his destination.
Just ahead, there were several strangely-dressed beings setting up a dark-colored pole. Nearby there were several parts to what appeared to be some sort of construction-claw machine. In the distance, he could see several buildings being quickly erected.
But that wasn't what was bothering him the most. The beings ahead all felt very odd. It was as if they were composed almost entirely out of the Dark Side of the Force. Even the ships and the buildings in the distance felt Dark.
This is bad, very bad...
Unclipping both of his lightsabers-- coated with a temporary black paint to match his all-black armor-- he simply took what may have been the worst approach, but if someone had to make contact with these Dark Beings, it should probably be a Jedi. Or at least, a Jedi Hybrid. He wasn't sure how they would react to his almost entirely Light-Sided Force aura.
He stood up, and then activated the blue glowing visor on his helmet--which had been turned off to be more stealthy-- and walked straight towards them.
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Post by DS on Oct 22, 2009 9:08:18 GMT -5
Tandrex had been prepared for something tricky, as the move was too clumsy. Ducking downward, the blow flew right over his head. He retaliated with another slash at his enemy, nicking him in the leg. Instead of the sear of flesh, he heard metal as he nicked whatever it was in the leg. Slightly confused, he barely rolled enough to not get any heavy damage from the concussive blast. Rolling back several feet, he finally came to his feet, watching his enemy run away.
"Sarah, lock the ship down. Hanger blast doors shut and shielding on. All patrols on high alert. All escape pods locked down. I want to either kill this thing or capture it." He then sped after the running figure, now distantly seen. Taking a deep breath, he sped up to a full sprint, then added on more speed with the Force. He prepared himself for any other surprise, and readied one of his own.
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As X came into sight, the Avengers took on more distinct details. He noticed that they wore heavy battle armor, similar to his own armor but more... medieval looking. They obviously were advanced and had electronics within. As he came closer, they turned, noticing him fully this time. Several pointed and a whole squad formed up, running at him. They all carried medium-length, stocky rifles, with a thin barrel at the end and a large box shaped clip ((Something like a Barret .50 Cal's clip would look like)). As they aimed them at X, they came closer, shouting loudly in a strange, harsh language.
From head to toe, they appeared human. Their armor was all black and dark grey, with black visors. At their sides they all wielded swords, pistols, and belt full of gear, as well as large backpacks built into the armor.
Off in the distance, what looked to be a walker was slowly coming towards them, looking similar to the other clawed one. This one though carried obvious weapons: cannon like arms, missile racks along its sides and shoulders, heavily armored outside, among other things. It slowly came towards them, stopping about 40 feet away. It stood at least 30 feet high, towering over the squad and X.
They stood there waiting, all standing still as statues as they stared at X, weapons ready. They seemed to be waiting for something.
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Raz'nora held on tight to a hand-hold once again as his gunship sped to the ground below. The moment that he had gotten a report on a possible life-form contact, he had ran full out for the hanger bay and onto the first gunship. Ordering the pilot to take him down below, he had waited impatiently for it to land. He could now feel it slowly down as it came to a halt about 5 feet off the ground.
The ramp opened and he jumped out, about 20 feet from where his squad waited. Pulling his own rifle from his back, he ran over to the large group of people and where one of his walkers waited. Seeing the individual finally, he slowed down and kept him in his sights, waiting to see what it did. He then spoke. "What and what are you?"
At first, he knew the being couldn't understand him, so he tried several differant languages that he knew, then tried his computer translation, hoping that there was one of the hundred languages or so he had access to would be one it would understand.
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Post by DS on Oct 22, 2009 9:09:33 GMT -5
OOC: heres a quick picture of what their armor basically looks like... just its darker, more blackish then greyish. (Incorrect one) (Correct one) Ok nvm, the bottem one is correct armor. Perfect haha. Top one... I may use for another armor another time haha.
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Oct 22, 2009 10:57:36 GMT -5
X just stood there, listening. The strange being, obviously the leader, who had just arrived, was speaking to X in a strange alien language that X did not understand. No.... it seemed more like he was trying dozens of different languages, trying to find one that X spoke. Eventually, X heard a heavily-accented strange version of Basic. It was close enough.
"What and who are you?" The being said in his heavy alien accent. X was barely able to understand it. But the emotions, even clouded with the Dark Side, of the being helped him understand.
X spoke up quickly before the being switched languages again. "I'm EX-001, or X. I'm a human clone. And you?"
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Tessek was already sprinting down the hallway before he realized he'd been hit by Tandrex's lightsaber. Luckily, the droid was made of beskar, the Mandalorian Iron. And it was laced with phrikite. Not only did this make it pretty much blaster-proof, it also made it lightsaber proof.
Tessek craned his droid neck all the way around to see Tandrex running behind him. Blast. He turned back in front of him continued sprinting. To both sides he saw the doors slamming shut. The ship was in lockdown. Kriff! That meant the escape pods and the hangar would be unreachable. But that didn't mean he couldn't get the droid off the ship.
Just ahead, he saw two Sith Troopers run around the corner. Startled by the Quarren running at them at supernatural speeds, they didn't even get the opportunity to try to blast Tessek. As he leapt between them, he spun in a midair 360, landed, and kept moving. The encounter hadn't slowed him down in the slightest.
The Sith Troopers stayed standing for a few seconds, as if frozen in time. Then simultaneously, the bodies toppled to the ground, their still-helmeted heads rolling away.
The next group he encountered were much more prepared. Five Sith Troopers, three Heavy Troopers, and two Sith War Droids. They all fired at the advancing Quarren simultaneously. Cursing, Tessek partially wished that he was actually here, and not in this droid body. He was strong in the Force, but had never been properly trained. Still, he always seemed to be able to dodge and bat blaster bolts away with a vibrosword.
The droid's sensors were fast, but they weren't precognitive like the Force. Tessek was barely able to jump and twist in midair to avoid the bolts. Then he was in the midst of the group. He raised his left arm at one of the droids, and sliced at a Heavy Trooper with the sword in his right. A blue bolt of ionized energy shot from his left arm and disabled the droid, then as he swept the arm around, a huge wave of flame erupted from it. The two Sith Troopers that survived the wall of flame drew their own vibroswords, only to be smashed into a wall by a concussive blast. They didn't get up. Tessek glanced back down the hallway to see Tandrex had almost caught up.
As he sprinted away again, he threw his arm backwards, and another wave of concussive energy blasted the smoldering corpses of the Sith and the two droids flying towards Tandrex. Tessek knew this was useless, but it might slow Tandrex down a few miliseconds or so.
The next defense Tessek encountered would prove more challenging. It was a group of three Dark Jedi. Not exactly Sith, per se... Merely Force-Using minions of the Sith. All were wielding red lightsabers. Tessek was sure he could defeat them in one-on-three combat, but he didn't have time. Tandrex was gaining on him. So he decided to get rid of them with a different approach. He raised his left arm again, and shot a single blue ion shot at the first Dark Jedi. Useless, except that Tessek had also launched a single fragmentation grenade just a millisecond after it. The Dark Jedi raised his lightsaber to absorb the ion blast, and his saber caught the grenade that followed. It exploded. Not with as much power as it would have normally; the lightsaber had disintigrated nearly half of it before it exploded. But it was enough to kill the first Dark Jedi, knock out the second one, and send the third one flying into the wall. As Tessek ran by them, he grabbed the somehow still-functioning lightsaber of the first Dark Jedi, ignited it, and threw it behind him at Tandrex. He grabbed the saber of the unconscious Dark Jedi and held onto it in his left hand. It might be useful. A shame he probably wouldn't be able to get the saber back to the Experiment. Tessek had always wanted a lightsaber.
Finally, with Tandrex still gaining, he reached the hangar. Or at least, the blast door in front of the hangar. He swapped the hands of the weapons, lightsaber in his right hand, vibrosword in his left. He plunged the red blade of the lightsaber into the blast door, slowly carving a hole in the door. He glanced to his left just in time to see Tandrex a few meters away. Suddenly he was fighting off the double-bladed lightsaber with only one hand and his vibrosword while still cutting through the door.
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Just hours after arriving in the City-Ship, the Altera expedition had already established a base. Wave after wave of people and equipment was ringed down to the City, and the people were already settling in and exploring. Dak was currently in the east wing of the city, exploring the shadowy hallways that lit up seconds after he passed through them. So far, he had discovered nothing but a few labratories. He'd let the scientists go through those. But as he entered a new room, he knew this one was important.
"Colonel, you're gonna want to see this..."
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Darth Velius was puzzled. There appeared to be so much going on in this strange Universe, at all sides. Distantly, he could feel a great force that seemed to be all light-sided. Even farther, he could sense something that resonated with great Dark Side power. It called to Velius. Closer, was the familiar presence of Darth Tandrex's fleet. Between them was the strange-feeling object that his scientists had determined was a black hole in the very center of the universe. And there was something else. It was like a strange hidden feeling of danger. Hiding somewhere out there. He had no idea where, but there was something not natural out there. Of course, one might argue that there was nothing natural about being sucked into a black hole that formed from a star that hadn't been there before.
The planet they had been... placed on, as Velius suspected that they had been put in this universe by a sentient force, was not that different from his homeworld of Olaria. It was mountainous with a huge ocean. This one wasn't as majestic-looking as Olaria though. Underneath the surface of the ocean they had detected millions, maybe even billions, of dangerous-looking--and feeling--creatures. They all radiated Dark Side power. Not the same as the distant Dark Side energy calling to Velius though.
They had set up a base on what appeared to be a long-abandoned city of strange design, and had dispatched a single scout to the most immediate threat: Tandrex. Darth Verelor, Velius' apprentice, was the scout. She would conceal herself in a spell of Sith Sorcery, hiding her in the Force from Tandrex and from the sensors of his ships. Velius himself was preparing to go to investigate the other Dark-Side power after he finished overseeing the base. He was being led on a tour of sorts by a Sith Trooper, explaining the various buildings and what they were likely to have been in the past. Velius coudln't take his mind off of Verelor and her mission....
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Verelor kept her distance from Tandrex's flagship. He knew she couldn't sense her; she was concealed in a spell of Sith Sorcery. That was her special talent: Sith Sorcery. There were hundreds upon hundreds of spells created by Sith Sorcerers in the past, and she knew many of them, such as the spell of concealment she currently was using.
She didn't have to worry about the fleet's sensors; as long as she didn't activate the engines, the Sith Interceptor's cloak would keep her hidden, both from those sensors and the eyes of any beings looking out the viewports.
Suddenly, she could feel... Anger. Death. The anger was obviously Darth Tandrex's. The death came from a handful of the disciplined presences of Sith Troopers and a few people strong in the Force. Not nearly as powerful as Tandrex, though.
Tandrex was obviously fighting something, but it apparently had no Force Presence. A droid, then? How could a mere droid stand up to the Dark Lord?
As she floated by the hangar door, she could sense Tandrex fighting... whatever it was in the hallway connected to the hangar door. Then she realized something. The hangar doors were closed, and the shield was still activated. The ship was on lockdown. Whatever it was Tandrex was fighting, it was obviously formidable. Maybe it could be used by her Master, Darth Velius, to help fight off Tandrex. But only if it escaped.
She dropped the spell of concealment and used the Force to stop the ship from moving. She weaved her hands in a pattern in front of her, calling upon the Force and the Sith Sorcery spell. She could feel a lightning storm on the other side of the planet below. It was quickly moving across the planet, until it was right below the fleet. Then it was hurtling upwards, piercing the atmosphere, and then roaring around Verelor's Intereceptor, and hammering at the shields of the hangar shield.
The massive storm contained ions, and the shield went down only after a few seconds. Verelor let the storm dissipate, then gathered her strength again. Instead of another spell, however, she simply unleashed the power into prying the hangar door open. It only went a few meters above the hangar floor, but that was big enough a gap to fit the Interceptor into. She weaved her way around the ships, debris and people being thrown by the wind out into space, and positioned her fighter right in front of the door. There was a red lightsaber blade slowly carving its way through the door, and she could sense Tandrex on the other side, fighting furiously. From what she could sense, he was winning. She pulled the triggers on the controls. The laser cannons disrupted the ship's cloak, but she didn't care right now. She fired again, and again, hammering at the door. The saber has pulled back out of the door. She fired again, and this time the door blew open, bringing a gust of wind with it. A Quarren wielding a vibrosword in his left hand and a red lightsaber in his right was blown into the hangar, but he seemed to resist the huge tug of the wind and he hovered just in front of Verelor's Interceptor. With a start, Verelor realized that he didn't have a Force Presence, and he was in the vacuum of space, but still moving. Verelor beckoned for him to grab on, but instead he propelled himself upward, just above the door, and then.... disappeared. There was a scrape of sparks coming from the small gap between the floor and the hangar bay doors. She realized the Quarren must have had a ship with cloaking abilities as well, but one that could use the cloak and the engines at the same time. Kriff. She had planned on bringing the Quarren back to her master, not realizing that he must've had an alternate escape plan.
Quickly, she swapped power from repulsorlifts to main engines, and spun the ship around towards her entrance. She had to escape before Tandrex somehow stopped her.
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As Tessek fought Tandrex with his sword hand, he realized he was losing. He had to think of something or hope for a miracle. Even as he started thinking for an alternate escape, a miracle happened. He could feel something slamming into the ship, and could hear.... Thunder? Then there was a huge creaking as what could've only been the hangar door was somehow pried open. Then a huge hurricane-like sound as all the air was sucked into space, along with the screams and clanks of ships, parts, and soldiers. Something was definitely happening out there.
Then the door was jolted by what could've only been a laser cannon blast. Tessek quickly took his lightsaber out of the door, now fighting Tandrex with both weapons. He now had the advantage of two blades. Tandrex had the same advantage, but his blades couldn't strike at the same time. Tessek could. He thrust forward with his sword, sweeping his lightsaber at Tandrex's legs. The laser cannons continued to hammer on the blast door, and small cracks were forming. A sharp, high-pitched whistle was emitted as the air was sucked through those cracks.
Tessek gave his best impression of a human smirk, his tentacles twitching wildly at the same time, just as the doors were blown inward, then sucked back outward. Tessek leapt through the opening, then stopped, using his repulsorlifts to stop him from hitting a blood-red Sith Interceptor. Inside a human female motioned for him to grab on. It was Darth Velius' apprentice.
He glared at her. How?! he thought furiously. Now he had been discovered by both of the Sith. Great.
Instead of grabbing on, he turned and propelled himself into the open hatch of the TIE Phantom, then kicked the engines into full. The ship scraped the hangar door with it's top fin, the floor with it's bottom two. But it made it through. He sped away from the fleet, punching in the hyperspace coordinates for the place where the Experiment was floating in space.
((Long. Again. xD ANd no, I'm not making up all these gadgets for the droids as I go along. I had these all already planned out. The things also have mine-layers in the feet and a mini-tractor beam in the right hand. xD))
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Post by DS on Oct 22, 2009 17:27:44 GMT -5
Raz'nora eyed X for a moment before replying. "I am 'human' also, or as close as a person can be to human while being very differant... Now, tell me why you are here, or I shall have to order your demise... I'd rather not just yet but I will if needed."
Raz'nora let his hand rest on his sword hilt, its black and silver handle glinting in the many lights, while his other hand held his rifle as he would a pistol. His stance was firm and ready. "Also, how do you come to be here? Why bother us, you of the so called -Light-" He nearly spit those words, finding it nearly revolting as a gusca tart turned rancid.
OOC: Basically a tart/pastry made with lots of cream, pastry, etc, and when its rancid, its like several week old milk along. Not best discription, but its definitely horrible thing...
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Tandrex was enraged. More then enraged. He let his enormous anger and fury fuel his strength and speed, becomign nearly a blur as he fought the droid. He was gaining the upper hand, just when the blast door was blown open. Nearly howling in anger, he launched himself at the Sith Interceptor with the help of the Force.
Grabbing hold, he glared into the thingypit to see what he assumed to be Velius' apprentice. Thinking quickly on what to do, he crawled over the ship and went to where the engines were. Using his lightsaber, he stabbed down into the engine compartment. He let it continue to stab for several seconds, moving it about a bit so it would make maximum damage, then pulled it out and dived away, knowing the engines were probably gonna blow. If he couldn't eliminate that droid, he'd have a little fun with the architect of it's escape, and maybe even gain some information, and sending a message to Velius once he was done with her...
OOC: Short... ehh. I want ti to get to war soon hehe not this wierd... one on one action and talking haha.
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Post by Mr.Bobert on Oct 22, 2009 19:46:57 GMT -5
Verelor watched in horror as Tandrex stabbed into the engines of her Sith Interceptor. Warning lights began to flash and alarms sounded all around her. The engines weren't going to explode, per se. They were going to simply shut down. But then Tandrex would get his hands on the OSE's cloaking technology. Verelor couldn't let that happen.
She quickly threw her mask on, sealing it to the vacuum-proof undersuit she wore under her cloak. Then she hit the button labeled SELF DESTRUCT[/size]. Tandrex was still slicing away at the insides of the engines when she hit the EJECT[/size] button. The cockpit canopy was blown away, and she was thrown out of the seat into the hangar.
Seeing the Quarren floating around effortlessly had led Verelor to believe that the gravity had left the hangar too. It hadn't. Instead of soaring up to the ceiling as she had expected, she started falling back to the floor.
At the last second, she twisted, landing crouched. Just as she ignited her double-bladed lightsaber and stepped into a fighting stance, the Interceptor exploded.
She extended her hand to Tandrex, who had at the last second leapt from the Interceptor and landed on the other side of the hangar, and beckoned for him to make the first move, trying to taunt him. There was only one way she could escape...
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X came to a decision. The strange Dark Side Beings were obviously here for one reason: to conquer. Beings that far into the Dark Side could only do that. They either had to leave, be convinced to stay on this planet... or be stopped.
"I come here to make sure that you either go back to where you came from or stay on this planet. We can't have beings who have come from such a Dark place wandering around the galaxy freely. The Dark Side only leads to death."
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