NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC:I will use SW tech, so therefore I'm going to role-play in the SW Galaxy Universe, my territory being in the unknown regions. So ATTN ALL SW ROLEPLAYERS. I'm gonna join in on this Clone War with the separtists. I have my own intentions.

IC: A rather large ship exited hyperspace; however there was something odd about it. Large holes were everywhere, and large strips of armor were missing. However it seemed to be a VSD. Normally it wouldn't attract attention, but where it exited would, oh yes indeed. It exited at the Chronisa capital, transmitting the same message over and over again.

Your plight interests us, we are the ancient Sith, long since exiled since the great Sith War. We have rebuilt ourselves, our military, and our connection to the dark side. If you wish for our help, which you will need to take on the Republic, you will transmit the following codes on an open transmission 1-7-3-6-3 Resurrection.

The ship continued to float, and gain attention.

Meanwhile deep within the unknown regions
The sith council was in one of it's secretive meetings, which were becoming more and more common. In its center stood the Dark Lord, Darth Desciver. He looked over his council men. Long ago the council had ruled, deeming that one man could not control the vast empire that was the Sith., however now things were changing. Desciver had fought for over a year, in a civil war like no other. Millions lay dead, and now he stood before the once fearless, and ever powerful sith empire.

"Desciver you have gone to far!" One snarled.

Desciver only laughed, "And you haven't Travan? All of you have created an empire that no longer functions. Today I will bring it back to a functioning level. Starting with your own deaths." A massive blue lightning consumed the rooms as Desciver raised his hands to full length. The Sith Lords screamed in agony and pain. Some rolled over in shock, others died in an overwhelming pain. After several minutes they all laid dead, but Desciver went from Sith Lord to Sith Lord executing each and every single one of them again.

"Lord Desciver" An officer said entering the council.

"Yes?" Desciver hissed.

"The ship has arrived in Chronsian Territory."

"Good, any response?"

"None as of yet."

Ooc: Big Tag!

ooc: Is it ok that I added you to my contact list on MSN, since you are a prominent FT nation, so I can get some advice?

"Foreign Vessel, you have entered Chronosian Space. Identify yourself or you shall be fired on, under the directorate of the Daemon Emperor. We repeat, Foreign Vessel, you have entered Chronosian Space..."

The message only continued to repeat,

Your plight interests us, we are the ancient Sith, long since exiled since the great Sith War. We have rebuilt ourselves, our military, and our connection to the dark side. If you wish for our help, which you will need to take on the Republic, you will transmit the following codes on an open transmission 1-7-3-6-3 Resurrection.

"We do indeed need your help; any help you can afford...We accept your transmission and welcome you to Chronosia Prime. Advance to the Daemon World, and use a shuttle to transit to the surface. The Emperor shall welcome you, as exalted guests..."

We do indeed need your help; any help you can afford...We accept your transmission and welcome you to Chronosia Prime. Advance to the Daemon World, and use a shuttle to transit to the surface. The Emperor shall welcome you, as exalted guests..."

The message was encrypted, and sent across the galaxy to the Unknown Regions at Drakata, Capital of the New Sith Empire, the Dracun Imperium. It was un-encrypted and sent to the Sith High Military command, which led to Darth Desciver hearing the message.
"Ah so they accept our help, this will be a war so easy to win, prepare the fleets and have our little messenger disappear will you?" Desciver said in a amused tone.

The military officer simply rose from his bow and turned and left. He brought the message to communication which transmitted the following orders to the Messenger ship, which then played the message on an open frequency,

We will arrive shortly, and in do time, we will begin the conquest and from a empire unknown to galactic history, we will share it as brothers in arms, let our enemies feel our wrath!

With three transmissions the ship disappeared, and into hyperspace it went until it later appeared at Corusant, exiting hyperspace and simply floating aimlessly....

.:TAG:.

Onboard the heavily damaged VSD, Darth Adrian sat in his meditative state, the dark side of the force flowing through him. He began to focus, seeing the metal planet that lay before him; he had yet to be hailed and was taking a chance, but all in good cause. For he was a long time servant, of the hopefully newly Crowned Lord of the Sith. He smiled remembering when he was inducted into the Brotherhood which would lead to the Sith Civil war which led to Desciver accession.

He knew it was coming close, when he would confront the new Jedi Order, and let them know the Sith existed, but something told him that they already knew.... but it wasn't Adrian's Sith they were thinking about... someone else. He sighed, and went into a very, very deep trance. To all who saw him and felt him through the force he would be dead. His lightsaber was safely tucked away in a hidden compartment of his cloak and would soon be in action
...

suddenly a man BUMPED a table and coffe spilled, tis a shame.

bump for anybody on corusant.

Darth Desciver stood at the view port, looking out to the blue lines of hyperspace. "Admiral, how long till we exit hyperspace?" Desciver asked, his voice like a quiet venom.

"We shall be exiting momentarily." The Admiral said in a half-paid attentive tone.

"Admiral I am talking to you, I do not take kindly to those who do not pay attention!" He snarled, and he raised his hands and closed it like a fist. All throughout the body of the Admiral, bones snapped and twisted visibly and others popped through his body he scream. The pain was unbearable and the Admiral screamed in a blood chilling scream, Desciver laughed, "Captain Drake you are now my admiral." He said in a voice that meant a warning.

"Ye... Yes M'Lord." The newly christened Admiral stuttered.

"Exiting Hyperspace Dread Lord!" The navigator announced.

Desciver smiled as the ship exited Hyperspace at Chronosia's capital. "Transmit the transmission!" Desciver barked.

Chronosia, we have come. It is time to bring the war to our enemies... We have produced a strategy and are planned to take the Republic to it's knees.

The massive armada of over 70 ISDs and various smaller ships, including the White painted Eclipse, The Dragon's Wrath

-bump-

Onboard the heavily damaged VSD, Darth Adrian sat in his meditative state, the dark side of the force flowing through him. He began to focus, seeing the metal planet that lay before him; he had yet to be hailed and was taking a chance, but all in good cause. For he was a long time servant, of the hopefully newly Crowned Lord of the Sith. He smiled remembering when he was inducted into the Brotherhood which would lead to the Sith Civil war which led to Desciver accession.

He knew it was coming close, when he would confront the new Jedi Order, and let them know the Sith existed, but something told him that they already knew.... but it wasn't Adrian's Sith they were thinking about... someone else. He sighed, and went into a very, very deep trance. To all who saw him and felt him through the force he would be dead. His lightsaber was safely tucked away in a hidden compartment of his cloak and would soon be in action
...

Meanwhile, two young Jedi Knights (in all but name), Taylor and Jacob Masaki were dispatched to investigate the derelict Victory Star Destroyer, especially in light of the previous message:
We will arrive shortly, and in do time, we will begin the conquest and from a empire unknown to galactic history, we will share it as brothers in arms, let our enemies feel our wrath!

Taylor is the 15 year old kid with tan hair, bangs and his ponytail is braided. He wears a white T-shirt with the kanji "Fire and Ice" on the front, a red open-button short sleeve shirt (Oxford type, gotta love it!) over, and orange knee-length shorts. Over it all is a cloak that is, you guessed it, red. His specialty is obviously in the realm of pyrokinesis as well as cryokinesis.

Jacob is his twin brother, 5 minutes younger and his dirty-blond hair parts to the right. He wears a blue T-shirt with the "Alchemy" kanji, white-grey open-button shirt (sleeves rolled up), and khaki cargoes as well as a brown cloak overall. Right now, they aren't wearing the cloaks (mostly for more formal occasions). Underneath their clothes are white mithril mailshirts designed to withstand up to lightsaber blows. Jacob's specialty is alchemy.

The Twins have also been graced with the power to control wind and to a certain extent lightning (but their brother Daniel is far more powerful in that element), besides the standard Jedi and ninja arsenal of techniques and like all Masakis, they can teleport.

"Feel anything?" Jacob asked. He's the quieter of the two brothers, but no one should mistake that for shyness or pacificism or else they'll get what for.

"Nope." Taylor replied. He's very outgoing, and being a little shorter than his brother, is always teed off when someone mentions him being on the short side in any format. When that happens, watch out, he'll blow!

"Sensors don't show much." Jacob frowned, checking the sensors of the ship. "Think it's safe enough to go in?"

"With all those holes? Not without Vac-suits. Hold on. I'm getting another scan. There's still atmosphere in the deeper corridors." Taylor said, then pointed at a spot near the hangar bay where barriers have cut off all areas that are open to vacuum. "We can 'port there to start. No need to get through the hangar."

"All right, but I'm bringing emergency bottles for when we need to use Force bubble." Jacob said, and rummaged through the supply closet for the air bottles. He hooked two on his belt and gave two to Taylor. The bottles carry compressed air that will last ten minutes each. Then after they grabbed flashlights, they teleported from the shuttle....

...to a darkened corridor of the Victory Star Destroyer. They turned on the flashlights, the high powered beams cross-crossing the area.

"Looks clear." Taylor said.

Jacob nodded. "Let's move."

The two young Jedi began heading through the ship, wary of anything...

Mistress Selaneth activated the Lightsaber, before the training droids came at her from all angles. She smiled and moved, faster then the a normal eye could follow. The Driods could not register the speed, and each one fell before the Woman. Once she was done she looked at her work and nodded. She was tall, nearly 7 feet, and her skin had a slightly black Tinge to it, although her skin was quite noticably it was once white. She was a Space Marine Jedi, one of the only Force Sensative found in the Marines. Usually the Population was where the majority, but now we where not so sure. She went past the other Jedi In the Temple on Valina, going to the Council room. She walked in, supried to see the Council Gathered.

"Selaneth" Came the Voice of Valana, the Empress, who had been proven to have someting akin to the ways of the Jedi. "We are glad you came by, I wish you to do something for us." She looked warily at the others in the room, before bowing from the waist and nodded.

"What My Mistress wills." She said slowly.

"I will you to take the Newest Constructed fleet to those that are allied with the Jedi in the other galaxy." She said sofly. "You will be given a Chapter of Marines, and the Fourth Regiment of Imperial Guard and the First Jedi Regiment."

"Thank you for so many units my Lady." He nodded. The Regiments mentioned would soon be mobilzed, a few weeks, since the order for them would have been sent before hand.

Adrian felt the sudden force disturbance; two force sensitves had entered the wrecked ship. Fire'frek, he swore in his mind. He awoke from the trance and grabbed his double bladed lightsaber, and moved quickly and used one of the mild forms of Nintura, and soon could only be seen through the force. He walked calmy through the ship, finally arrving behind the two twins. Adrian then brought his saber to his hand, and walked closer, and closer and closer....

Adrian felt the sudden force disturbance; two force sensitves had entered the wrecked ship. Fire'frek, he swore in his mind. He awoke from the trance and grabbed his double bladed lightsaber, and moved quickly and used one of the mild forms of Nintura, and soon could only be seen through the force. He walked calmy through the ship, finally arrving behind the two twins. Adrian then brought his saber to his hand, and walked closer, and closer and closer....
Jacob felt a sudden disturbance in the Force, a sense that evil is looming behind them. When Adrian drifted closer, Taylor could sense him as well.

"Sense him?"

"Yep. Shall we?"

"Sure." When Adrian came within striking distance, Jacob drew his green lightsaber and began to whirl around as if to strike Adrian, but he disappeared and reappeared behind the Dark Jedi, the momentum of his whirling strike driving the blade towards his back.

Taylor moved in from the front, his crimson lightsaber blade in the classic position in front of him.

Adrian sensed the attack coming and force jumped ahead, and drew forth his double bladed cyan lightsaber. ( http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/files/sabers/cg-dossier.jpg ) He smiled,

"Ah a challenge, finally I will be able to slay some worthy Jedi!" he spat the last word with disgust. He twirled and his saber clashed with Taylor's blade. He then began a complex series of maneuvers. He landed a few feet away and uttered the words. Elsi na ik tes hoeui hu puel drak nemis alse oaut resi. He would try his most simple of spells first he had many more powerful ones, he was after all the newest Dark lord of the Sith, thanks to his master’s coup. If the spell worked it would cast an aurora of fear, and uneasiness around them. It would help him turn the battle even more favorably then it already was. He jumped back into the fray...

Adrian sensed the attack coming and force jumped ahead, and drew forth his double bladed cyan lightsaber. ( http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/files/sabers/cg-dossier.jpg ) He smiled,

"Ah a challenge, finally I will be able to slay some worthy Jedi!" he spat the last word with disgust. He twirled and his saber clashed with Taylor's blade. He then began a complex series of maneuvers. He landed a few feet away and uttered the words. Elsi na ik tes hoeui hu puel drak nemis alse oaut resi. He would try his most simple of spells first he had many more powerful ones, he was after all the newest Dark lord of the Sith, thanks to his master’s coup. If the spell worked it would cast an aurora of fear, and uneasiness around them. It would help him turn the battle even more favorably then it already was. He jumped back into the fray...
The boys felt an aura of fear and uneasiness reach into their minds, but they were strong and broke the pall easily.

"Mere parlor tricks." Taylor smirked. "Let me show you a real spell!"

He crashed blades with the Dark Lord, then hopped back and summoned a fireball to his hand, then he threw it at the Sith, then both brothers struck for Adrian with their blades at the same time.

Adrian summoned the power of the dark side and simply forced the fire ball on another course. He though had lost time, and had barely brought his saber up to block both attacks. He was in an awkward stance and had to break it quickly. He hit a button and double bladed saber become two. He began a series of well precise strikes against the Jedi.

Adrian summoned the power of the dark side and simply forced the fire ball on another course. He though had lost time, and had barely brought his saber up to block both attacks. He was in an awkward stance and had to break it quickly. He hit a button and double bladed saber become two. He began a series of well precise strikes against the Jedi.
The brothers fought as one, synchronizing their attacks better than any Master/Padawan team to defeat this foe, save possibly for the legendary Jinn/Kenobi and Kenobi/Skywalker teams. Where one defends, the other attacks, and where the other attacks, one defends. No one calls them the Twin Royal Flush Team for nothing after all.

The battle became a furious dance, slashes, stabs, and blocks became part of it. Adrian decided he had, had his fun and now was the time to report back to the Dread Lord Desciver. "Love to stay and chat, but I got to fly!" He jumped backwards into a hallway, touched a spot on the wall and disappeared. He ran through the small corridor, eventually coming out in the oddly enough perfectly shaped hangar. Before however he jumped in his personal tie defender, he went over to a control panel entered a code quickly and jumped into his defender and was gone.

Self Destruct Initiated, 1 minute and counting...59...58...57....

The battle became a furious dance, slashes, stabs, and blocks became part of it. Adrian decided he had, had his fun and now was the time to report back to the Dread Lord Desciver. "Love to stay and chat, but I got to fly!" He jumped backwards into a hallway, touched a spot on the wall and disappeared. He ran through the small corridor, eventually coming out in the oddly enough perfectly shaped hangar. Before however he jumped in his personal tie defender, he went over to a control panel entered a code quickly and jumped into his defender and was gone.

Self Destruct Initiated, 1 minute and counting...59...58...57....
Classically, the boys resheathed their lightsabers as they saw him retreat.

"Not a bad guy in combat." Taylor said.

"Nope. C'mon, let's go before we're space dust." Jacob nodded. The twins 'ported back to their shuttle and drove away from the strickened Destroyer.

Bump

The Victory Star Destroyer blew apart spectacularly, and the Twins now reported to the Council on the Sith Lord they met. Now, there was another problem with the Sith. The Twins were ordered to pursue the Dark Lord and their grandfather, Alexander Masaki, decided that he personally would lead a Republic fleet to defeat Dracun Imperium....and the Sith Master in charge.