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The Vengeance was soon skimming through the atmosphere of Earth; as there was no planetary control for incoming vessels, there was no need to waste time on gaining permission to land. Within minutes, the Vengeance had slammed down in a hasty and rough landing just outside of Coredia. Kil hurriedly activated the ship's autonomous self-defense routines and donned his cortosis-weave body armor before sprinting off towards the city, with HK-47 close behind, in search of his prey.

In the hustle and bustle of getting ready for invasion, the armory was the first to be cleaned out. For the droid, grenades and heavy blasters were passed out to some members. For the Sith, the available Jedi (which were few at the moment) were readying counterattack plans, especially if they brought an army in. The Professor was sent to a secure location for the duration of the fight and surrounded by ANBU members sent by Tsunade. And the Chief began downloading his software into the Jedi Academy Archives on Jurai, just in case. In short, nothing was left untouched with defense plans against the Sith. Even a fleet was brought in orbit just in case. When we plan things, even on short notice, we plan well.

Kristi glares at her datapad. "Isn't there just some way to make this display in Mirfakan?" She winces as her translator continues to spout English, then removes it and tosses it to the ground with a great deal of force. "Aj nilbal blesal," ("Ugly, complicated language") she declares. "Chief, watashi est owarios to cil! Repios watashi!" ("Chief, I'm talking to you! Answer me!")

The Vengeance was soon skimming through the atmosphere of Earth; as there was no planetary control for incoming vessels, there was no need to waste time on gaining permission to land. Within minutes, the Vengeance had slammed down in a hasty and rough landing just outside of Coredia. Kil hurriedly activated the ship's autonomous self-defense routines and donned his cortosis-weave body armor before sprinting off towards the city, with HK-47 close behind, in search of his prey.
"Sir? A ship has just landed within our airspace." A young agent reported to me.

I thought it over for a second. "I'll check it out. Where?"

"Southern Quadrant of the Mountains."

"Right." I closed my eyes and in a second, disappeared in a flash of white smoke.

I reappeared on a tall tree, looking down. I smirked. So, it's that bounty hunter who's stalking me...

Some time later, Kil was mingling in the street-side crowds of Coredia. He and HK looked rather out of place, and received a lot of questioning stares, but the crowd itself was so thick that it negated their "odd" appearances. Keeping in mind that McNeil liked ramen stands, Kil kept an eye out for such a restaurant.

Kristi glares at her datapad. "Isn't there just some way to make this display in Mirfakan?" She winces as her translator continues to spout English, then removes it and tosses it to the ground with a great deal of force. "Aj nilbal blesal," ("Ugly, complicated language") she declares. "Chief, watashi est owarios to cil! Repios watashi!" ("Chief, I'm talking to you! Answer me!")
"If you have a language databank, would be able to run a basic trans program on it." James replied

Kristi glares at her datapad. "Isn't there just some way to make this display in Mirfakan?" She winces as her translator continues to spout English, then removes it and tosses it to the ground with a great deal of force. "Aj nilbal blesal," ("Ugly, complicated language") she declares. "Chief, watashi est owarios to cil! Repios watashi!" ("Chief, I'm talking to you! Answer me!")
"Oh sorry. Busy here, as you can see." The Chief appeared, again speaking accented Mirfakan. "What can I do for you?"

Some time later, Kil was mingling in the street-side crowds of Coredia. He and HK looked rather out of place, and received a lot of questioning stares, but the crowd itself was so thick that it negated their "odd" appearances. Keeping in mind that McNeil liked ramen stands, Kil kept an eye out for such a restaurant.
Grinning, I hopped from roof to roof, following the easily followable twosome. There was a ramen restaurant up ahead, and I decided that there would be a good place to 'meet' them. Just had to make sure that collateral damage is kept to a bare minimum.

Grinning, I hopped from roof to roof, following the easily followable twosome. There was a ramen restaurant up ahead, and I decided that there would be a good place to 'meet' them. Just had to make sure that collateral damage is kept to a bare minimum.

Entering the ramen stand, Kil wordlessly pushed his way past the woman seating customers at the front, and sought an booth seat in the back corner, where he would not be visible to someone entering from the front.

"Disturbing Revelation: Master, the McNeil meatbag is not present at this establishment."

"...He's close, HK."

"Query: How can you tell, Master?"

"I just...can."

Kil was not Force-sensitive, but had spent much of his life around Dark Jedi. He had developed a sort of sixth-sense type of precognition, though its relation to his presence around so many Dark Jedi was questionable. At any rate, it had served him well on bounty hunting jobs, and he had learned not to question it.

He sat in the booth, his DL-44s close at hand, and situated himself such that anyone would approached the booth would see HK first, not himself. HK had likewise activated his autonomous hunting routines. But instead of remaining in the booth, HK set off into the back rooms of the restaurant, presumably to use himself as a trump card and surprise McNeil if he somehow got the upper hand. Kil exhaled, and steeled himself. There was something about McNeil he didn't like...

[OOC: I'd prefer Kil not die on this, if at all possible. If not, hey, he dies.]

OOC: I plan to battle, then recruit him to help against the other HK. HK vs HK would be hilarious!

IC:
I jumped down the side alleyway and entered the ramen stand. I began reading a manga comic I nicked off a newsstand when walking in, and ignored the glares from my chuckling. Hey, it's a funny one! Then I eyed the bounty hunter...

OOC: I plan to battle, then recruit him to help against the other HK. HK vs HK would be hilarious!

IC:
I jumped down the side alleyway and entered the ramen stand. I began reading a manga comic I nicked off a newsstand when walking in, and ignored the glares from my chuckling. Hey, it's a funny one! Then I eyed the bounty hunter...

OOC: Interesting...

IC: Kil's eyes met McNeil's for a fateful moment before he dove out of the booth, whipped out both DL-44s, and squeezed off a rapid flurry of shots at McNeil's head. He scrambled off to the nearest booth for cover.

Raoul and Belmont were getting ready for battle by placing extra clips on tables and in desk. Belmont was putting his in high spot of the building. Belmont got in his first spot, which looked at the front door. “Good shooting.” said Raoul on the radio that Belmont hand out to the members that would take down the droid. They looked like the ones a Navy SEAL would use. “You, too.” said Belmont back.

OOC: Interesting...

IC: Kil's eyes met McNeil's for a fateful moment before he dove out of the booth, whipped out both DL-44s, and squeezed off a rapid flurry of shots at McNeil's head. He scrambled off to the nearest booth for cover.
Patrons screamed as the bolts went off, and I thanked my precognitive powers for the ability to dodge the bolts to the side for cover, pulling out my own Westar-50s and returned fire. My manga took the blow for me and burned up by the blaster bolts. And I was getting to a good part! Anyway, I began to squeeze off shots as well, and the Battle of the Ramen Stand has begun!

Oh yeah, battle theme music from the FF7 game mysteriously began playing.

Patrons screamed as the bolts went off, and I thanked my precognitive powers for the ability to dodge the bolts to the side for cover, pulling out my own Westar-50s and returned fire. My manga took the blow for me and burned up by the blaster bolts. And I was getting to a good part! Anyway, I began to squeeze off shots as well, and the Battle of the Ramen Stand has begun!

Kil stayed behind cover, watching warily as McNeil's eerily accurate blasterfire chewed into the wood of the booth, leaving craters with each shot. Kil ducked out long enough to squeeze off some shots at McNeil's feet. He had to resist the odd urge to cackle, "Dance, McNeil, dance!" He was waiting for the right moment to call HK-47 out...

Oh yeah, battle theme music from the FF7 game mysteriously began playing.

OOC: Regular, JENOVA, Yuffie, or Boss?

"Are we ready for the Sith, they will be here soon, I sense it, Vin-, uh, Valentine and I are prepared, and our plans are made, what of the rest?"

Kil stayed behind cover, watching warily as McNeil's eerily accurate blasterfire chewed into the wood of the booth, leaving craters with each shot. Kil ducked out long enough to squeeze off some shots at McNeil's feet. He had to resist the odd urge to cackle, "Dance, McNeil, dance!" He was waiting for the right moment to call HK-47 out...
Hey! Quit messing with my toes! I thought as I tried to dodge and shoot at the same time. I have had it with him! I summoned the Force to myself as I shot to keep his head down, and replaced one of my blasters to send a small bolt of lightning at the guy. Now here's some shocking news for ya!

OOC: Regular, JENOVA, Yuffie, or Boss?
OOC: Regular.

IC:
"Are we ready for the Sith, they will be here soon, I sense it, Vin-, uh, Valentine and I are prepared, and our plans are made, what of the rest?"
"I'm ready!" Chris smirked as he cleaned his own DL-44s. So were the Jedi, Jeffery and Master Masaki, who conducted a small duel to test each others' skills.

"Are we ready for the Sith, they will be here soon, I sense it, Vin-, uh, Valentine and I are prepared, and our plans are made, what of the rest?"

"I'm ready." said Belmont over the radio. Raoul turned toward them and gave them a thumbs up on his right hand.

OOC: Regular.

IC:

"I'm ready!" Chris smirked as he cleaned his own DL-44s. So were the Jedi, Jeffery and Master Masaki, who conducted a small duel to test each others' skills.

OOC: I prefer "Still More Fighting", the boss music.

IC:

"Well then, you can help me prepare a present for the sith, come with me, Valentine and I are unable to do this alone."

OOC: I prefer "Still More Fighting", the boss music.

IC:

"Well then, you can help me prepare a present for the sith, come with me, Valentine and I are unable to do this alone."
"Ok!" Chris grinned and went with them. It's real nice of them to make a present for the Sith...they'll love the surprise!

Hey! Quit messing with my toes! I thought as I tried to dodge and shoot at the same time. I have had it with him! I summoned the Force to myself as I shot to keep his head down, and replaced one of my blasters to send a small bolt of lightning at the guy. Now here's some shocking news for ya!

Shit! I knew there was something wrong with this guy!

Kil planted his two feet on the back of the booth, orienting himself towards the bar, and shoved off as hard as he could. As he flew, he squeezed off more blasterfire, aimed in McNeil's general direction, mere suppression fire. He doubted he'd hit McNeil, or hit anyone, for that matter, but it'd give him something to deal with. The lightning sizzled past Kil as he flew, narrowly missing his chest. Kil landed in a roll that brought him up near the backside of the bar, and he squeezed off more shots at McNeil's chest as he came up in a kneel. At the same time, he pressed a button on his belt. It transmitted the signal for HK-47 to reveal himself. At that moment, HK-47 kicked down the door, wielding a huge heavy repeating blaster rifle, and sprayed a hail of blasterfire at McNeil.

That's one big honking weapon! I managed to think before I was forced to pull out my lightsaber and start parrying away. Damn, he forced my hand!

Taking an HK model out of play is never easy, especially when I don't know what upgrades this one would have. It's nice target practice for the other one, I know that much. But since it was real, I would have to pull out all the stops to stop this one!

So I ended up *crack* out of existence for a moment then *crack* reappeared behind the Terrible Two as I called them, and sent a powerful ripple of Force energy outward from the palm of my hand, sending tables and chairs flying out the windows. If that didn't work, well, then I have to up the stakes even more!

That's one big honking weapon! I managed to think before I was forced to pull out my lightsaber and start parrying away. Damn, he forced my hand!

Taking an HK model out of play is never easy, especially when I don't know what upgrades this one would have. It's nice target practice for the other one, I know that much. But since it was real, I would have to pull out all the stops to stop this one!

So I ended up *crack* out of existence for a moment then *crack* reappeared behind the Terrible Two as I called them, and sent a powerful ripple of Force energy outward from the palm of my hand, sending tables and chairs flying out the windows. If that didn't work, well, then I have to up the stakes even more!

Kil slammed hard into the solid end of the bar as the Force energy propelled him backwards down the counter's small confines. He had heard the snap-hiss of a lightsaber igniting, and he knew he was in deep this time. He heard a loud metallic clatter and scraping as HK-47 was hit by the Force push, and heard HK shouting over the whine of the blasterfire the heavy repeating blaster was pouring out.

"Angry Threat: You will pay for your insolence, meatbag! I shall take much delight in ripping you limb from limb!"

Kil got up, leveled his blasters on the bar counter at McNeil, and sprayed off more shots at McNeil, adding to the already-prodigious amount of bolts coming at him.

Kil slammed hard into the solid end of the bar as the Force energy propelled him backwards down the counter's small confines. He had heard the snap-hiss of a lightsaber igniting, and he knew he was in deep this time. He heard a loud metallic clatter and scraping as HK-47 was hit by the Force push, and heard HK shouting over the whine of the blasterfire the heavy repeating blaster was pouring out.

"Angry Threat: You will pay for your insolence, meatbag! I shall take much delight in ripping you limb from limb!"

Kil got up, leveled his blasters on the bar counter at McNeil, and sprayed off more shots at McNeil, adding to the already-prodigious amount of bolts coming at him.
"Try it, bucket of bolts!" I replied as I parried more bolts. I had to move quickly to end this, so I sped up my movements momentarily and jumped Kil to grab him and teleport out of this war zone and to the roof of the ramen stand.

OOC: Momentary pitch-blackness would result if successful.

"Try it, bucket of bolts!" I replied as I parried more bolts. I had to move quickly to end this, so I sped up my movements momentarily and jumped Kil to grab him and teleport out of this war zone and to the roof of the ramen stand.

OOC: Momentary pitch-blackness would result if successful.

OOC: Just out of curiosity, when is McNeil going to try to recruit Kil? I'm having fun with this fight, BTW. ;)

IC: Unconsciousness came swiftly and unexpectedly, washing over Kil like a wave of pure darkness. It seemed like an eternity until he awoke again on the roof of the ramen stand, but it was actually only a few seconds. HK-47 was nowhere to be seen, and McNeil stood a few feet away, the humming of his lightsaber the only sound. Kil stood up, and slowly holstered his DL-44s.

"Well, it doesn't appear as though I'm going to get anywhere with these. Time for a little swordplay."

Kil whipped out his double-bladed cortosis-weave vibroblade and thumbed the activation switch, causing the microgenerator inside to send thousands of microscopic pulses through the blade per second, creating a lethal edge that could dismember a man with even a glancing blow.

"Your move, McNeil."

OOC: Just out of curiosity, when is McNeil going to try to recruit Kil? I'm having fun with this fight, BTW. ;)
OOC: Right about now, in fact. And thanks.

IC: Unconsciousness came swiftly and unexpectedly, washing over Kil like a wave of pure darkness. It seemed like an eternity until he awoke again on the roof of the ramen stand, but it was actually only a few seconds. HK-47 was nowhere to be seen, and McNeil stood a few feet away, the humming of his lightsaber the only sound. Kil stood up, and slowly holstered his DL-44s.

"Well, it doesn't appear as though I'm going to get anywhere with these. Time for a little swordplay."

Kil whipped out his double-bladed cortosis-weave vibroblade and thumbed the activation switch, causing the microgenerator inside to send thousands of microscopic pulses through the blade per second, creating a lethal edge that could dismember a man with even a glancing blow.

"Your move, McNeil."
"Nice weapon." I commented, and aimed a blow for his leg before going to the midsection.

OOC: W00t! 800th post! :D

"Nice weapon." I commented, and aimed a blow for his leg before going to the midsection.

Kil parried both blows, and pivoted on one foot, spinning away from McNeil and out of immediate striking range.

"Nice try, McNeil," Kil said, giving him a faint smile. "But you'll have to do better than that. You're dealing with a former Emperor's Guard."

OOC: W00t! 800th post! :D



Kil parried both blows, and pivoted on one foot, spinning away from McNeil and out of immediate striking range.

"Nice try, McNeil," Kil said, giving him a faint smile. "But you'll have to do better than that. You're dealing with a former Emperor's Guard."
OOC: Congrats!

IC:
I raised an eyebrow, remembering the prowess of the red-clad Royal Guards. I've faced a few of them the first time I've dueled Palpatine himself. For in truth, I'm Daniel Masaki, grandson of Jedi Master Alex Masaki. Not that I would reveal that information to him. Don't want Ol' Wrinkles to know about me too early! "Interesting."

I shifted my stance to Makashi, the fencing stance. I would need it. "How did you become a former Guard? I would have believed they were in for life." I lashed out with swift strikes of my saber.

OOC: I know I'm not on as much as you guys are, and I can't respond as fast, so I have to withdraw from this, because this is a bit fast for me. I've already missed a bunch of pages.

OOC: Congrats!

IC:
I raised an eyebrow, remembering the prowess of the red-clad Royal Guards. I've faced a few of them the first time I've dueled Palpatine himself. For in truth, I'm Daniel Masaki, grandson of Jedi Master Alex Masaki. Not that I would reveal that information to him. Don't want Ol' Wrinkles to know about me too early! "Interesting."

I shifted my stance to Makashi, the fencing stance. I would need it. "How did you become a former Guard? I would have believed they were in for life." I lashed out with swift strikes of my saber.

Having once faced Darth Vader himself in a duel, Kil found McNeil's skills to be formidable, but not insurmountable. Compared to the Dark Lord of the Sith, McNeil was positively mediocre. Kil parried the blows again, and pressed his own attack, lunging and thrusting, speaking as he did so.

"I'm the only Guardsman left. My real name is Kir Kanos, and I served the Emperor loyally until his death. For six years, I waited while the Empire crumbled around me. When the Emperor returned, he rewarded my loyalty, and I served him again. When he died a final death, it was devastating. But it was even worse when I heard that Carnor Jax, another Guardsman, and one I used to know, was responsible for the Emperor's death. I killed him, and hunted down the other traitors. As far as I know, I'm the only Guardsman left, and so I'm making a living bounty hunting until the true heirs to the Empire restore it, unlike the pretenders we see today."

His fury had grown simply recounting Jax's treachery, and he channeled that rage into his assault on McNeil, further pressing his attacks.

Now I'm definitely not going to reveal who I really am! However, he could be of some use...

I continued to parry the blows well, and then, smirking, I began to use his rage against him, redirecting the blows harmlessly to the side and redoubling my own attacks. I parried and riposted, voided and circled around the former Emperor's Guard, lashing for an opening with my own formidable skills.

"You know, there are a couple of Sith fools who have rumored to begin an attack here." I said. "I was wondering *slash, parry* if you would like to join my little squad in repelling them. *parry, riposte* You will be rewarded well, of course."

OOC: The Emperor Palpatine has returned, BTW. I could hook you up with him if ya like.

"Oh sorry. Busy here, as you can see." The Chief appeared, again speaking accented Mirfakan. "What can I do for you?"
Kristi looks slightly pacified to have finally gotten in contact with the AI. "Sekios, pi matal," ("Die, for one thing,") she replies. "Por kasna owarios dond watashi arkios posilios lanesbugi, yuneki." ("But first tell me where I can get armor and weapons.") She eyes James, then gives him a half-grudging "Winnej." ("Thank you.")

James replied, still with his bad accent, "Your welcome." By this point he'd retracted his bow and was sitting on the S-board.

Kristi looks slightly pacified to have finally gotten in contact with the AI. "Sekios, pi matal," ("Die, for one thing,") she replies. "Por kasna owarios dond watashi arkios posilios lanesbugi, yuneki." ("But first tell me where I can get armor and weapons.") She eyes James, then gives him a half-grudging "Winnej." ("Thank you.")
In good timing, the Chief replied. "No can do on the first. I'm an AI after all. On the second, the armory's in the last room on the corridor to your left. I will expect my weapons back, of course."

Now I'm definitely not going to reveal who I really am! However, he could be of some use...

I continued to parry the blows well, and then, smirking, I began to use his rage against him, redirecting the blows harmlessly to the side and redoubling my own attacks. I parried and riposted, voided and circled around the former Emperor's Guard, lashing for an opening with my own formidable skills.

"You know, there are a couple of Sith fools who have rumored to begin an attack here." I said. "I was wondering *slash, parry* if you would like to join my little squad in repelling them. *parry, riposte* You will be rewarded well, of course."

OOC: The Emperor Palpatine has returned, BTW. I could hook you up with him if ya like.

OOC: Has he now? I'm basing all this off the "canon" EU storyline, as you probably figured out.

IC: Kil parried off McNeil's attempts to make an opening, and spun away out of range, disengaging for the moment. "Sith, you say? What are Sith doing on Earth? This planet is so far below their interest level that it's hard to imagine they'd even deign to come here."

OOC: Has he now? I'm basing all this off the "canon" EU storyline, as you probably figured out.

IC: Kil parried off McNeil's attempts to make an opening, and spun away out of range, disengaging for the moment. "Sith, you say? What are Sith doing on Earth? This planet is so far below their interest level that it's hard to imagine they'd even deign to come here."
OOC: I know, but this is alternate universe. The Emperor (and by extension GE) has returned to cause trouble and Daniel here is fighting him.

IC:
"True enough, but we have something...interesting enough that they'd come to call." I said. "They also have an HK model droid. I was wondering if you would deign to, oh, I don't know, get extra spare parts for yours. Again, your account will be well reimbursed."

OOC: I know, but this is alternate universe. The Emperor (and by extension GE) has returned to cause trouble and Daniel here is fighting him.

IC:
"True enough, but we have something...interesting enough that they'd come to call." I said. "They also have an HK model droid. I was wondering if you would deign to, oh, I don't know, get extra spare parts for yours. Again, your account will be well reimbursed."

OOC: I see...interesting.

"I was offered quite a large sum to kill you, McNeil. How much are you offering?"

Then, a flash of realization hit Kil. "The Emperor...

"Is this sanctioned by the Emperor? I would like to speak with him."

OOC: I see...interesting.

"I was offered quite a large sum to kill you, McNeil. How much are you offering?"

Then, a flash of realization hit Kil. "The Emperor...

"Is this sanctioned by the Emperor? I would like to speak with him."
Oh great... "As far as I know, it was a job by themselves." I shrugged. "I'm offering...50,000 for now." Good starting point.

Oh great... "As far as I know, it was a job by themselves." I shrugged. "I'm offering...50,000 for now." Good starting point.

"50,000? A mere pittance compared to the amount I was offered to kill you. I hope you have a lot more money to spare, McNeil."

"50,000? A mere pittance compared to the amount I was offered to kill you. I hope you have a lot more money to spare, McNeil."
Damn, and it was going so well... "Well then, goodbye." I sighed. Well, it was a good try, but he's too loyal to the Emperor. Now I can't let him live. And my blade hummed its agreement as I called in the Force and went right for the kill. No more stalling, no more pulling my punches, just an out-and-out execution. My speed doubled, my strikes increased in power. I was no longer a weak Jedi bounty hunter, but a true Knight of the Force. And one of the most powerful in the Order...not even the greatest of the Royal Guards can survive...

"Ok!" Chris grinned and went with them. It's real nice of them to make a present for the Sith...they'll love the surprise!

"Ok, Chris, Valentine and I are going to hold this," He gestures at a rather large item propped near the gateway, "and you are going to secure it above the gate, when they come through the door to this room, it'll activate, it's a nice little toy of mine, I call it a SCARAB mine, they'll never get back out, it'll block the door with a convenient EM blast, killing them, or at least trapping them in here with rubble."

"Ok, Chris, Valentine and I are going to hold this," He gestures at a rather large item propped near the gateway, "and you are going to secure it above the gate, when they come through the door to this room, it'll activate, it's a nice little toy of mine, I call it a SCARAB mine, they'll never get back out, it'll block the door with a convenient EM blast, killing them, or at least trapping them in here with rubble."
"Nice!" Chris beamed. "Ok, lemme see...uh, can you help me up?"

"Nice!" Chris beamed. "Ok, lemme see...uh, can you help me up?"

"I think I can." He gives Chris a mental lift, using telekinesis to raise him high enough to secure the mine.

"Whoa!" The boy yelped as he was carried aloft by the unseen force. He managed to stick the mine up on the top part of the gateway. "Ok! Done!"

"Whoa!" The boy yelped as he was carried aloft by the unseen force. He managed to stick the mine up on the top part of the gateway. "Ok! Done!"

"Good, now we have only to arm it, and that is something that should not be done until they arrive, so let us see about everyone elses preperations."

Valentine and Curufinwe walked off, trailing Chris as they saw to the defenses of the base, they were older than their years might show, and they knew how to handle trouble when it came looking for them.

Chris was ready to go help, but there was still one little problem. "Hey! Don't leave me hanging!"

Chris was ready to go help, but there was still one little problem. "Hey! Don't leave me hanging!"

Oh, right, sorry about that." He dispelled the telekinetic lift he had on the boy, letting him drop to the ground.

In good timing, the Chief replied. "No can do on the first. I'm an AI after all. On the second, the armory's in the last room on the corridor to your left. I will expect my weapons back, of course."
Kristi moves off, smiling with just a hint of malevolence. "Watashi posib bilekios uki." ("And I just might return them.") She hesitates a moment, then retrieves the translator from the floor, stowing it in her pocket. I may need this later.

Oh, right, sorry about that." He dispelled the telekinetic lift he had on the boy, letting him drop to the ground.
"Thanks!" Chris said, landing deftly on his feet before looking around for other things to do.

Belmont and Raoul continued to wait, both men were ready for anything. If my buddies could make it in time, they would even out the odds. though Belmont in himself.

OOC: Don’t start anything because I have to do something tonight. So, I want to be in the battle. I will be on sometime Monday. Thanks.

OOC: Yeah, and while you're at it don't do anything while I'm not online, too. It's group RPG man; things happen while you're gone. It sucks, but it's true.

IC: Kristi arrives in the armory, and is pleased to find a single remaining suit of military-grade body armor that, while a size too large, is suitable for her use. She puts this on, but her good humor is rapidly vanquished with the discovery that no explosives remain. She kicks at a half-empty case of blaster rifles, hurting her own foot and heightening her already dangerously foul mood. "Teli est nilpal," ("These are useless,") she rages, nearly spitting the words. "Dond est spyuti?" ("Where are the explosives?")

James had followed Kristi to the armory. As she raged about the weapons, he pulled out his gizmo, that he'd spent a great deal tweaking and customising, and activated one of the new functions. "Kristi, the explosives are over there." He said as he pointed toward where the explosives were stored.

OOC: Ok I'm finnaly back. Coreworlds, could you please give me a basic update on what happened? This post has.... been continuing at a very fast race. Kinda confusing a bit.

OOC: Ok I'm finnaly back. Coreworlds, could you please give me a basic update on what happened? This post has.... been continuing at a very fast race. Kinda confusing a bit.
OOC: First, Nightshade teleported your two Sith back to her castle. Meanwhile, the crew have been preparing for their arrival. Especially making plans on how to turn HK-59 into scrap. Do you have MSN?

OOC: First, Nightshade teleported your two Sith back to her castle. Meanwhile, the crew have been preparing for their arrival. Especially making plans on how to turn HK-59 into scrap. Do you have MSN?

OOC: Rrrrrr...... nooooo, I don't have MSN or any sort of online instant messenger.
All I got is NS TG's and email.

Do you want to do some sort of diplomatic planning with Nightshade and Aelikes to deal with the other Jedi? I could get one of the other lord's of huntaer in here....

OOC: Rrrrrr...... nooooo, I don't have MSN or any sort of online instant messenger.
All I got is NS TG's and email.

Do you want to do some sort of diplomatic planning with Nightshade and Aelikes to deal with the other Jedi? I could get one of the other lord's of huntaer in here....
OOC: No more lords, please. Three is enough. And yes, some planning with Nightshade would be good.

James had followed Kristi to the armory. As she raged about the weapons, he pulled out his gizmo, that he'd spent a great deal tweaking and customising, and activated one of the new functions. "Kristi, the explosives are over there." He said as he pointed toward where the explosives were stored.
Unfortunately, the explosives shelf was cleaned out already by the other troops in the HQ, including the Jedi, Moegi and Chris. They'll have to ask someone.

OOC: No more lords, please. Three is enough. And yes, some planning with Nightshade would be good.


OOC: Or what about other back up(if necessairy)? Such as large space ships (the TyrantTSSD, or NemesisTSSD)? Clone Troopers? Space Marines?
Note: Shamman isn't a dark lord though he's being trained by one. There are a total of 4 "Lords" and 2 "Dark Lords" in huntaer.

Also, should we have the planning in this thread or another? If it's another, I think it would be appropriate if you started it (this is your thread after all).

James tapped his gizmo, "Chief, do you have supplies of sulfur, charcoal, and KNO3? Or any, (List of fairly common household chemicals)?"

OOC: Or what about other back up(if necessairy)? Such as large space ships (the TyrantTSSD, or NemesisTSSD)? Clone Troopers? Space Marines?
Note: Shamman isn't a dark lord though he's being trained by one. There are a total of 4 "Lords" and 2 "Dark Lords" in huntaer.

Also, should we have the planning in this thread or another? If it's another, I think it would be appropriate if you started it (this is your thread after all).
OOC: Clonetroopers are fine. No SSDs, just a Star Destroyer squadron (no more than 4 ISDs with escorts). No bombardments. Planning can be done here.

IC:
"It is time to deal with the Jedi fools, my friends." Nightshade said as the two and a half Dark Lords sat at a table, catered to by terrified servants. "They appear to have created a technology that could bypass our inhibitor fields. We must either take it for ourselves or destroy it. I will deal with Masaki, for it is...a family matter."

James tapped his gizmo, "Chief, do you have supplies of sulfur, charcoal, and KNO3? Or any, (List of fairly common household chemicals)?"
"There's fertilizer in the gardens outside which contains both sulfur and potassium nitrate and charcoal is near the grills." Chief suggested. He knew full well what the boy was thinking of doing. "Just don't blow yourself up."

"Won't do, thanks for the info." James said as he headed to gather the materials to make black-powder. Once he'd gathered enough of the three components he began purifying and getting the materials into the proper consistancy. From there, he took the materials outside and began the process of mixing and grinding the mixtures, making sure to work with amounts that were efficiant, but small enough not to pose a major risk. Once this was complete he began turning the powders into cakes and them into granules. Once done, he transfered all the powder into a 80 gallon barrel, which he nearly filled. The entire process took about an hour.

OOC: Clonetroopers are fine. No SSDs, just a Star Destroyer squadron (no more than 4 ISDs with escorts). No bombardments. Planning can be done here.

OOC: I no longer use ISDs. I now use the more updated: ITSD's(Imperator Class Towerless Star Destroyers), my updated and improved version of ISD's .



IC:
"It is time to deal with the Jedi fools, my friends." Nightshade said as the two and a half Dark Lords sat at a table, catered to by terrified servants. "They appear to have created a technology that could bypass our inhibitor fields. We must either take it for ourselves or destroy it. I will deal with Masaki, for it is...a family matter."

"I'll have Grand Admiral Kriktor come in the system with 4 Imperator Class Towerless Star Destroyers Mk IIIs to help prevent any sort of escape. Each are capable of holding up to 15,000 Troops and 144 tie support should it be necessairy.

I can understand if you want to handle Masaki on your own, but you may need help, and quite frankly your majesty you could be defeated. As a Kirtir, we're taught to never underestimate our enemies. I'll be there with you as well as my apprentice; Warrior Shamman(he's been promoted). He'll take care of the other lesser Jedi there.

I'll lead in a squad of Space Marine Terminators into the building. The ITSD's will stay up in space awaiting orders to either bombard if necessairy or send in more troops. And should you fall sevearly wounded, I'll take over your fight against Masaki.... Should you wish him absolutly dead."

OOC: Absolutely no Space Marines! ARC Troopers, yes, Space Marines no!

IC:
"I'll have Grand Admiral Kriktor come in the system with 4 Imperator Class Towerless Star Destroyers Mk IIIs to help prevent any sort of escape. Each are capable of holding up to 15,000 Troops and 144 tie support should it be necessairy.

I can understand if you want to handle Masaki on your own, but you may need help, and quite frankly your majesty you could be defeated. As a Kirtir, we're taught to never underestimate our enemies. I'll be there with you as well as my apprentice; Warrior Shamman(he's been promoted). He'll take care of the other lesser Jedi there.

The ITSD's will stay up in space awaiting orders to either bombard if necessairy or send in more troops. And should you fall sevearly wounded, I'll take over your fight against Masaki.... Should you wish him absolutly dead."
"Very well." Nightshade nodded, though she believed that she can deal with the old man. She decided that it would be for the best. After all, treachery is the way of the Sith. And treachery will win this day.

"Chief," James asked, "Do you happen to have any alcohol, high-proof preferably, rags, ceramic plates, bottles, beer or 600ml soft drink size, and lighters?"

OOC: Absolutely no Space Marines! ARC Troopers, yes, Space Marines no!

OOC: Why no SMs? They're better than Clone Troopers.... Though I could easily put them in.


IC:

"Very well." Nightshade nodded, though she believed that she can deal with the old man. She decided that it would be for the best. After all, treachery is the way of the Sith. And treachery will win this day.

"Now the question is: What is the best entrance? Kirtir always like a dramatic entrance. Something like throwing in some form of black smoke and firing off all weapons to the starttled enemies or...." Shamman started to rattle off some various ideas on how to make the best entrance into battle.

"As much as we do like an entrance, we need to keep them guessing where/when we go into battle. Keep them suspenced. Then strike them when they least expect it."

"Chief," James asked, "Do you happen to have any alcohol, high-proof preferably, rags, ceramic plates, bottles, beer or 600ml soft drink size, and lighters?"
Chief dropped his jaws in shock. "Well, that is interesting!"

Alex Masaki went up to check on James, raising an eyebrow as he heard the exchange. "Molotov cocktails? You're a bright boy. Trooper, get some of the alcohol bottles from the kitchens. And some rags."

The soldier nodded, "Yes, sir." and then he ran for the kitchens.

"When this is over, I wonder if you would like to stay on as a resident weapons expert?" Alex asked.

"A varient on Molotov cocktails, and improvised land mines." James replied, "As to staying on, I'll think about it."

OOC: Why no SMs? They're better than Clone Troopers.... Though I could easily put them in.
OOC: Too strong for this. And besides, it's my thread, so deal with it.

"Now the question is: What is the best entrance? Kirtir always like a dramatic entrance. Something like throwing in some form of black smoke and firing off all weapons to the starttled enemies or...." Shamman started to rattle off some various ideas on how to make the best entrance into battle.

"As much as we do like an entrance, we need to keep them guessing where/when we go into battle. Keep them suspenced. Then strike them when they least expect it."
"A good tactic. However, we don't know exactly where they are. But my hunch is that they would be hidden somewhere in the Dragon Mountains. It would be protected by a shield, so a ground offensive is almost a given." Nightshade said. "The clones can attack one side of the base there, and the other side, we will go in with the elite troops. Crush them in a claw maneuver."

"A varient on Molotov cocktails, and improvised land mines." James replied, "As to staying on, I'll think about it."
"Impressive." Alex intoned as the soldier and two others came back with a crate of beer bottles and lots of rags. "Carry on, then."

The Jedi Master went to talk to the general of the nearby base, who have just arrived to provide some additional defense.

To the soldiers, "Do you know if there are ceramic plates, and ball bearings anywhere?" James asked as he began doing prep work.

To the soldiers, "Do you know if there are ceramic plates, and ball bearings anywhere?" James asked as he began doing prep work.
"Uh, no." The soldiers looked at each other oddly. "Not around here."

"Do you know where there are any plates?" James asked

ooc: dinner plates

"Do you know where there are any plates?" James asked

ooc: dinner plates
"Kitchen." The first soldier groaned. They argued about who's going back there to cater to a fifteen year old boy, played Rock Paper Scissors, then the second soldier lost and had to go back. A couple minutes later, his arms were full of plates.

James let a very slight smile play across his face at the antics of the two men.
He set about turning the bottles into improvised hand grenades/flame grenades. These he made by taking a bottle, filling it partially with alcohol, then stuffing a rag so it would serve as a buffer, then adding some black-powder and a rag stuffed in the top.
He then turned his attention to the plates and his plans for the improvised land mines. These were born by taking alcohol soaked rags and laying one flat along the base of the bottom plate, and a generous mound of gun-powder was poured on. He paused here because he was missing a few things.
"Hey do you have any duct-tape or gun-tape, nails, carpentry nails if possible, some copper wire and batteries?" He asked

"Shit, I'm out of here. Get that stuff yourself, kid." The first soldier left disgustedly.

"Yeah, I got a poker game with some of my buddies. Sorry." The second soldier left as well, leaving the kid alone.

James just shook his head. "Chief," he asked, "Could you tell me where I might find any duct-tape or gun-tape, nails, carpentry nails if possible, some copper wire and batteries?"

"Storage cabinet's in that closet to your right." Chief sighed. This kid is getting dangerous...

James gathered the supplies and set to work finishing his improvised land mines, doing everything save adding the trigger, for safety reasons. The tape was used to secure the nails and the two plates together. He made sure to partially fracture the top plates so the blast would go in the correct manner. The wire and batteries would provide the trigger, if someone stepped on or compressed the mine it would detonate, providing the trigger was connected.
Seeing that he'd run out of plates before powder, he began making claymore mines. These he made by taking a few rags, filling them gunpowder then tapping shut with nails tapped to them. To detonate these, whoever used them would slit on of the bags enough to leave a trail of powder to the location of the mine and light it, mayham would insue.

Meanwhile, I have concluded my duel with Kir Kanos, the Emperor's Royal Guard and left him for dead. If he survives the wounds I inflicted on him, I'm sure we'll have a rematch someday, but I had more important things to do. Like greet my dear little sister and give her a reception she'll never forget. I teleported back to the base, ensured that all preparations were in place and noticed the kid named James working on some explosives. I smirked, remembering when there was a Jedi Master who taught my class how to make bombs and stuff like that. "Hey, kid. What are you doing?"

"Making claymore mines, anti-personel mines, and flame/hand grenades." James replied as he put the last touches on his work.

I whistled and folded my arms. "Remind me not to make you mad."

"Why, they're not that hard to make." James said as he headed to the nearest sink and began cleaning himself of spilt alcohol and powder residue.

I smirked, looking at the handiwork. "When these go, I'll throw in a couple thermal grenades for good measure."

"Alright, if you're in charge of defense, feel free to set them up as you wish." James said

"Put them at chokepoints." I suggested. "Entrances, narrow hallways, the like. The enemy will have to climb over themselves and rubble to get through."

"When should I do it, as I don't think the others would like stepping on one now." James replied

"I'll let you know." I said cryptically as I moved on. I moved on to another room, where I saw Master Alex going through complicated Makashi katas. No one else was around. "Grandfather? Want to spar?"

He nodded. "It's been a while."

"Yeah, it has." I ignited my blade and struck out. He parried the blows and the duel began in ernest.

James nodded and returned to his tinkering of the gizmo.

OOC: Damn this thread to hell.

IC: As the preparations drag on, Kristina manages to gather together ten grenades, which she bums off ten individual units partially out of practicality and partially because it was easier to tell each successive unit that she didn't have any than to try getting larger quantities from the already thinly spread resources. Let the others make their home-made bombs, she thinks. I'm using the real stuff. After reassuring herself that she knows how to use what she has taken with a passing guard, she straps the grenades around her belt for easy access and brings her Force Lance to bear, deploying it and using it on a passing maintenance bot to test its operation. The small, automated drone grinds to a halt in a smouldering heap.

She has regained her good humor through her successes at arming herself and her discovery that she seems to be a naturally good shot, despite her inexperience (though this is mainly due to the homing properties of the Force Lance's affectors), though she remains in her destructive mindset. At the moment, she realizes the advantage of cooperation to ward off their oncoming attackers and decides to hold off on any personal vandettas until after the threat has been routed.

Wandering the halls trying to get a grasp of the base's geography she comes again upon James, working among a small pile of makeshift ordinance. "Quel est teli?" ("What's all this?") she asks, with genuine, if self-motivated, curiosity.

"Hand/Flame grenades," James replied, pointing to the bottles, "Claymore mines," Pointing to the bags, "and AP landmines." He finished, pointing to the plates.

ooc: what's the problem with the thread?
Also what language is that?

OOC: Every time I look away, it grows by at least a page. The language is Mirfakan, a fictional tongue I've manufactured as the native language of Xanthal. Very simple, straightforward dialect with absolute rules to eliminate unnecessary complexities. Some words are English modifications, some are drawn from my background in Spanish, and some are pulled from Japanese, but the majority are made up from scratch. There are a few grammatical twists thrown in too, just so it's more original.

IC: Kristi raises an eyebrow. "Mifsal." ("Nice.") She picks up one of the flame grenade bottles, examining it carefully before replacing it. "Hastios eliv?" ("Need any help?")

"Don't need any help making them, as I've run out of supplies. So what's up with you?" James asked as he finished a tweak to the gizmo and sealed it again.

ooc: that explains why some of it was familiar.

"Watashi nil est fabrilios maltal por." ("I'm not much of a manufacturer anyway.") She smiles, showing off her laden belt. "Posiliosor spyut, posoinios log placin." ("I got some grenades, and I'm learning the layout of this place.") She hesitates a moment, then takes a half-step forward. "Astios zek presios sashu?" ("Would you like to team up?") It is an uncharacteristic question for her, and she reddens slightly at being reduced to asking for somebody else's help. At the same time she knows it will be much safer for everyone involved if they do not work individually.

"I would enjoy and be honoured to be teaming up with you." James replied, "So you prefere explosive to anything else?" He asked

At his acceptance of her offer Kristi bows, but quickly straightens, reddening even more as she realizes her mistake. This is not the Socialist Republic, and her courtesy is foreign here. She quickly moves on, trying to mask her faux pas. "Soal watashi nil arestios pel regard mikyuneki. Uki est nileksal inkal Seimelanyuikous Veraputalosal." ("To be honest, I don't know anything about real weapons. These kinds of things are banned in the Socialist Republic.")

James returned her bow, "Where I'm from, usage of many weapons is strictly regulated, though it's easy to get access to information about nearly anything." He replied

During the plan for the attack, Raoul walked around the building and grounds. He stopped in one spot to test his mutant power. Laying his rifle on the ground, both hand started glowing orange then became real fire. Looking at a tree in front of him, his right hand went back and shot front fast. A fireball the size of a basketball flew from his hands. It impacted with the tree and the tree was no more. Damn, that get cooler and cooler every time I do that. he said to himself. The fire died down on his hands and he picked up his rifle then headed back into the building.

Meanwhile, in space, four Star Destroyers and two Star Cruisers (along with four Lancer antistarfighter cruisers) have recieved a plan to deal with any foes coming in. The Star Destroyers and one of the Star Cruisers then jumped into hyperspace, leaving Earth underdefended to an onslaught by the Sith force...

Stefan had been hitting bars recently; gleaning more and more information for his Inquisitorial counterparts, gathering intelligence for his Master. He knew that such tedious grunt work was nessecary, all part of his climb up the ladder. Yet still, he knew one day, he would have someone to do this for him; a network spanning the galaxy. Sighing softly, he smirked.

Therein lies the dream

He had heard troubling rumors of a project to create a flexible transport network, one not bound and rigid as stargates, and faster than conventional travel. Something that warranted further investigation.

It was thus that Stefan Romanitas had come to forsake his duty, and now found himself bound for Coredia; to the source of the rumors...

The Dragon Mountains...

The communique that had went out asking for volunteers, though dated, had intrigued him. He arrived, standing outside of the building that apparently housed said project...he brought his hand to knock upon the door. And he waited...

OOC: Too strong for this. And besides, it's my thread, so deal with it.

OOC: Actually, I'll accept the fact that they're too strong. So, I'll send in the Clones instead. Should the be regular Storm Troopers, or Dark Troopers?

BTW, I finnaly found a basic pic for what my storm troopers look like (http://rpggamer.org/shippics/stormrider.jpg)
Yeah. Something like that. My space marines follow the same color code (in otherwords, similar thus to the Blood Angels).


"A good tactic. However, we don't know exactly where they are. But my hunch is that they would be hidden somewhere in the Dragon Mountains. It would be protected by a shield, so a ground offensive is almost a given." Nightshade said. "The clones can attack one side of the base there, and the other side, we will go in with the elite troops. Crush them in a claw maneuver."

"They are in the Dragon Mountains I do know this. Remember, I was in their project's head quarters," Warrior Shamman reminded Lady Nightshade.

Aelikes nodded. "Plus they have several people in there who would be wielding lightsabers and we don't know exactly howmany lightsabers they'll have in there. If you would like more types of sabers, we have them all." Aelikes opened a special metal case and opened it up. There were several different types of lightsabers in there. There was the traditional single-hilt lightsaber, double bladed lightsabers, lightsaber whips, Plasma Sabers(very dangerous when handling. Could wound yourself), a red lightsaber(different form the red crystal lightsaber), wrist lightsabers, Lightsaber Claws, Lightsaber Axes, Lightsaber Scythe(Reaper), and the Lightsaber Scimitar. "As you can see my lady, we have various lightsaber arms which the Jedi won't have readily available."


Shamman put on two Wrist Lightsabers, and he also carried his black Lightsaber Whip and Lightsaber. Aelikes grabbed two Lightsabers, Two Wrist Sabers, and he put in his pocket's the two Lightsaber Claws. "Feel free to choose what type of lightsaber weapons you wish My Lady. You may keep it, or them. Consider the weapons.... a very rare gift from Huntaer."
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Meanwhile, in space, four Star Destroyers and two Star Cruisers (along with four Lancer antistarfighter cruisers) have recieved a plan to deal with any foes coming in. The Star Destroyers and one of the Star Cruisers then jumped into hyperspace, leaving Earth underdefended to an onslaught by the Sith force...

OOC: Are these SD's apart of the Jedi's defence on earth, or are they appart of the Sith/Kirtir fleet? Just curious (and a little confused)

IC:

Four Imperator Class Towerless Star Destroyers Mk III's (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=9133982&postcount=3) jumped from hyperspace and hovered in orbit around earth, along with 2 other Everquest Class Cruisers (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=9046452&postcount=75). They hovered in orbit around Earth for a period of time. Grand Admiral Kriktor watched as his Thunder Hawk Transports (carrying 10 Clone Troopers each) landed onto the planet and came back up to the ITSD's for more troops. This was a big opperation and he knew it. Kriktor straightened his suit, "contact Lady Nightshade. Tell her we've arrived at earth from Shamman's coordinate transmissions."

Stefan had been hitting bars recently; gleaning more and more information for his Inquisitorial counterparts, gathering intelligence for his Master. He knew that such tedious grunt work was nessecary, all part of his climb up the ladder. Yet still, he knew one day, he would have someone to do this for him; a network spanning the galaxy. Sighing softly, he smirked.

Therein lies the dream

He had heard troubling rumors of a project to create a flexible transport network, one not bound and rigid as stargates, and faster than conventional travel. Something that warranted further investigation.

It was thus that Stefan Romanitas had come to forsake his duty, and now found himself bound for Coredia; to the source of the rumors...

The Dragon Mountains...

The communique that had went out asking for volunteers, though dated, had intrigued him. He arrived, standing outside of the building that apparently housed said project...he brought his hand to knock upon the door. And he waited...


OOC: Hey Chronosia, you may have read the entire thread and you may have not. They're prepairing for Lady Nightshade and Darth Aelike's assault. You may want to temporairly take him out as so that he's not wounded in battle.....

OOC: This happens before your Clone troopers get there, Huntaer.

Demetrius Corcoran, Derek Marmaduke and Makya arrived at the base, where Belmont told them to come. Demetrius has two Beretta 93R automatic pistols with him. Derek has his HK MG 36 machine gun and M79 40mm grenade launcher with him. Makya had his Colt 'Python Elite' revolver and a bowie knife with him. Each one had more ammo and extra clips with them.

“Belmont, we have arrived.” said Demetrius on his Navy SEAL like radio.

“Copy that.” said Belmont. “Our mission is guard the main building and take out this robot that will come the enemy.”

“Derek, there is a guy named Raoul here.” said Belmont. “He is from the Dominion, find him.”

“Roger that, Belmont.” said Derek.

The three men divide into two groups. Demetrius and Makya in one group and Derek headed over to Raoul. As Derek saw what gun Raoul had, he pulled out a HK AG36 grenade launcher out of his bag. “Name’s Derek and take this.” said Derek, who threw the HK AG36 grenade launcher to Raoul. “Thanks.” said Raoul, who start putting it. After a minute it was on and was loaded.

Each man waited for the enemy to arrive….

OOC: Actually, I'll accept the fact that they're too strong. So, I'll send in the Clones instead. Should the be regular Storm Troopers, or Dark Troopers?
OOC: Two of your personal squad can be Dark Troopers. The rest will be Stormies.

BTW, I finnaly found a basic pic for what my storm troopers look like (http://rpggamer.org/shippics/stormrider.jpg)
Yeah. Something like that. My space marines follow the same color code (in otherwords, similar thus to the Blood Angels).
OOC: Very cool.

"They are in the Dragon Mountains I do know this. Remember, I was in their project's head quarters," Warrior Shamman reminded Lady Nightshade.

Aelikes nodded. "Plus they have several people in there who would be wielding lightsabers and we don't know exactly howmany lightsabers they'll have in there. If you would like more types of sabers, we have them all." Aelikes opened a special metal case and opened it up. There were several different types of lightsabers in there. There was the traditional single-hilt lightsaber, double bladed lightsabers, lightsaber whips, Plasma Sabers(very dangerous when handling. Could wound yourself), a red lightsaber(different form the red crystal lightsaber), wrist lightsabers, Lightsaber Claws, Lightsaber Axes, Lightsaber Scythe(Reaper), and the Lightsaber Scimitar. "As you can see my lady, we have various lightsaber arms which the Jedi won't have readily available."

Shamman put on two Wrist Lightsabers, and he also carried his black Lightsaber Whip and Lightsaber. Aelikes grabbed two Lightsabers, Two Wrist Sabers, and he put in his pocket's the two Lightsaber Claws. "Feel free to choose what type of lightsaber weapons you wish My Lady. You may keep it, or them. Consider the weapons.... a very rare gift from Huntaer."

"I thank you for the gifts." Nightshade took a Lightsaber Scythe, two Claws and a wristsaber. They would be quite useful indeed.

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OOC: Are these SD's apart of the Jedi's defence on earth, or are they appart of the Sith/Kirtir fleet? Just curious (and a little confused)
OOC: Part of the Jedi defense.

IC:

Four Imperator Class Towerless Star Destroyers Mk III's (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=9133982&postcount=3) jumped from hyperspace and hovered in orbit around earth, along with 2 other Everquest Class Cruisers (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=9046452&postcount=75). They hovered in orbit around Earth for a period of time. Grand Admiral Kriktor watched as his Thunder Hawk Transports (carrying 10 Clone Troopers each) landed onto the planet and came back up to the ITSD's for more troops. This was a big opperation and he knew it. Kriktor straightened his suit, "contact Lady Nightshade. Tell her we've arrived at earth from Shamman's coordinate transmissions."
"They have arrived." The message from the Star Cruiser to the ground reported.

"Good. Begin the first phase."

"As ordered." The once-silent lone Star Cruiser then began to open fire upon the transports, and send powerful missiles at the lead ITSD. Fighters flew out to support their mothership and the Lancers prepared to sunder enemy fighters with squalls of green death.

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"They have begun." Lady Nightshade smirked as she recieved the comms. "We can go under the cloak of war. My ship is prepared."

OOC: This happens before your Clone troopers get there, Huntaer.

OOC: That's fine


Demetrius Corcoran, Derek Marmaduke and Makya arrived at the base, where Belmont told them to come. Demetrius has two Beretta 93R automatic pistols with him. Derek has his HK MG 36 machine gun and M79 40mm grenade launcher with him. Makya had his Colt 'Python Elite' revolver and a bowie knife with him. Each one had more ammo and extra clips with them.

“Belmont, we have arrived.” said Demetrius on his Navy SEAL like radio.

“Copy that.” said Belmont. “Our mission is guard the main building and take out this robot that will come the enemy.”

“Derek, there is a guy named Raoul here.” said Belmont. “He is from the Dominion, find him.”

“Roger that, Belmont.” said Derek.

The three men divide into two groups. Demetrius and Makya in one group and Derek headed over to Raoul. As Derek saw what gun Raoul had, he pulled out a HK AG36 grenade launcher out of his bag. “Name’s Derek and take this.” said Derek, who threw the HK AG36 grenade launcher to Raoul. “Thanks.” said Raoul, who start putting it. After a minute it was on and was loaded.

Each man waited for the enemy to arrive….


A total of 500 Clone Troopers were loaded upon the planet so far, with well more than another 15000 on the way. They locked and loaded their Kirtir Battle Riffles. A drop ship came around and unloaded all of their weapons supplies. There were Laser Shotguns, HA-15s, HBP-59s, AR-89s (huntarian version of the Clone Trooper Riffle), AC-34s, and the Kirtir Battle Riffles. All of the newest weapons were here.

On the ground...

Deadly traps awaited the enemy forces as they come. Camoflagued troops went hiding into the forests of the mountains, preparing to send crossfire from E-webs and M-60 machine guns (armor piercing rounds, of course). Droidekas rolled around on patrols, and the new Agents of the CWN prepared for combat. Chris checked his blasters one last time, and made sure that they were fully charged and stocked. Moegi practiced her ninjutsu skills. and us Jedi prepared to recieve the Sith Lords themselves. We were ready for battle. Are they?

"They have begun." Lady Nightshade smirked as she recieved the comms. "We can go under the cloak of war. My ship is prepared."

"I'd suggest we get going then. We'll take your ship to earth. I'm ready to send in more support to the ITSD's incase they need back up. The troops have already begun to unload onto the planet's surface."




"They have arrived." The message from the Star Cruiser to the ground reported.

"Good. Begin the first phase."

"As ordered." The once-silent lone Star Cruiser then began to open fire upon the transports, and send powerful missiles at the lead ITSD. Fighters flew out to support their mothership and the Lancers prepared to sunder enemy fighters with squalls of green death.

"Begin Specter Tie Fighters sequence bravo 4 commander Brishdee, make sure you protect your transports. Leave the pathetic ISD's to us."

"Roger that. Beginning Bravo 4 cloaking sequence."
The Tie Phantoms Mk II and Tie Specters launched from the ITSD's and cloaked. "Cut norman communication chatter. Follow regular fighting patterns. Remember, Physiological fear is key to our success here."

The Tie's then perfectly cloaked and began their typical fighting sequence. Their engines roared though the pilots couldn't see anything, and they occasionaly appeared in and out: Fighting like hordes of ghosts.

The Tie Poltergiests were launched from the hangar bays.

"Poltergiests, begin attack pattern victor 6"

"Roger that command."
The Poltergiests then cloaked, keeping their engines quiet and they began to ram into their enemies. Not destroying them, but doing the type of damage they need to get inorder to scare them a little.

“Okay, guys.” said Belmont “The enemy is here.” Belmont was hidden in dark area near the ceiling of the building that housed the Chronoskimmer. “We will act as the last line of defense to this building. Check ammo and ready your selves for battle.”

“Copy that.” said the four men. Each one had AP rounds loaded in their weapons. These rounds could through Transylvanian Body Armor, so the armor of the enemy would not be a problem.

"I'd suggest we get going then. We'll take your ship to earth. I'm ready to send in more support to the ITSD's incase they need back up. The troops have already begun to unload onto the planet's surface."
"Good. Come with me." Nightshade said, and lead them to her personal hangar bay. A cloaking shuttle was ready for them as they boarded. After they strapped in, Nightshade ignited her engines and then lept into space. Once they cleared the gravity well, the ship jumped into hyperspace.

"Begin Specter Tie Fighters sequence bravo 4 commander Brishdee, make sure you protect your transports. Leave the pathetic ISD's to us."

"Roger that. Beginning Bravo 4 cloaking sequence."
The Tie Phantoms Mk II and Tie Specters launched from the ITSD's and cloaked. "Cut norman communication chatter. Follow regular fighting patterns. Remember, Physiological fear is key to our success here."

The Tie's then perfectly cloaked and began their typical fighting sequence. Their engines roared though the pilots couldn't see anything, and they occasionaly appeared in and out: Fighting like hordes of ghosts.

The Tie Poltergiests were launched from the hangar bays.

"Poltergiests, begin attack pattern victor 6"

"Roger that command."
The Poltergiests then cloaked, keeping their engines quiet and they began to ram into their enemies. Not destroying them, but doing the type of damage they need to get inorder to scare them a little.
"I can't see them! Ahh!" A pilot cried before going up in fire.

"What was that?" Another yelped as he was rammed by an unseen object.

"Our scopes can't pick 'em up!"

"Go to visual, then!" A commander snapped before he commed Mission Control. "We have some sort of phantom TIEs running around! I'm requesting Jedi assistance!"

In the HQ, Alex heard the call and sent orders for the Jedi pilots to get here ASAP. He nodded silently to me and I ran for the hangar bay. Most of the fighters were gone, but I managed to grab an X-wing model without a droid socket. It isn't as good as the XJ3 model, but then my own was at Jurai. This D model would suit my purposes. As I headed into space, I formed a small flight with three other Jedi pilots that were stationed here. Then, with the Force as our ally, we began to pick off the enemy...

Meanwhile, the Star Cruiser continued to fight despite overwhelming odds, the primary goal being to take down as many transports as possible...

Curufinwe and Valentine heard the announcement, Valentine went to the main entrance and simply styood, fully out in the open, while Curufinwe waited for the Sith to make their appearance with the rest of the psions.

Meanwhile, I have concluded my duel with Kir Kanos, the Emperor's Royal Guard and left him for dead. If he survives the wounds I inflicted on him, I'm sure we'll have a rematch someday, but I had more important things to do. Like greet my dear little sister and give her a reception she'll never forget. I teleported back to the base, ensured that all preparations were in place and noticed the kid named James working on some explosives. I smirked, remembering when there was a Jedi Master who taught my class how to make bombs and stuff like that. "Hey, kid. What are you doing?"

OOC: Sorry I didn't post a response, our cable Internet decided to die on us. Upon investigation by a technician, apparently the line to our house has to be serviced/replaced, which isn't going to happen for a few days. And I'm leaving for Washington, D.C. for 10 days shortly thereafter, so I'm not sure if I'll be able to post anymore in this RP. If it's still going somehow, that's great. If not, well, it was fun. Thanks again, everyone.

OOC: I'm gionna be on the road for the next week, so my posting will be pretty sparse, due to my reliance on a really old laptop for interweb access.

OOC: Sorry I didn't post a response, our cable Internet decided to die on us. Upon investigation by a technician, apparently the line to our house has to be serviced/replaced, which isn't going to happen for a few days. And I'm leaving for Washington, D.C. for 10 days shortly thereafter, so I'm not sure if I'll be able to post anymore in this RP. If it's still going somehow, that's great. If not, well, it was fun. Thanks again, everyone.
OOC: Yeah, thanks for playing. I hope to see you again. Same for you Mini. Your Protoss will randomly attack, but survive.

OOC: Yeah, thanks for playing. I hope to see you again. Same for you Mini. Your Protoss will randomly attack, but survive.

OOC: I said I won't be able to post often, I'll still be able to post at least twice, if not 4-5 times a day.

OOC: I said I won't be able to post often, I'll still be able to post at least twice, if not 4-5 times a day.
OOC: Oh. Heh. In that case, scratch what I said. *rubs back of head innocently*

"Good. Come with me." Nightshade said, and lead them to her personal hangar bay. A cloaking shuttle was ready for them as they boarded. After they strapped in, Nightshade ignited her engines and then lept into space. Once they cleared the gravity well, the ship jumped into hyperspace.

"C'mon! Can't we go faster? Our men could use some help over there," Shamman impatiently stated.

"Hold on Shamman. You'll get into battle soon enough."


"I can't see them! Ahh!" A pilot cried before going up in fire.

"What was that?" Another yelped as he was rammed by an unseen object.

"Our scopes can't pick 'em up!"

"Go to visual, then!" A commander snapped before he commed Mission Control. "We have some sort of phantom TIEs running around! I'm requesting Jedi assistance!"



Meanwhile, the Star Cruiser continued to fight despite overwhelming odds, the primary goal being to take down as many transports as possible...


"Fire all Advanced Heavy Turbolasers (fire power increased by 1 decimal point) at the ISD's Conning Towers, they won't survive long without them. I want the two Everquest Cruisers to concentrate their firepower on the smaller Star Cruisers," Grand Admiral Kriktor began to bark out orders.


In the HQ, Alex heard the call and sent orders for the Jedi pilots to get here ASAP. He nodded silently to me and I ran for the hangar bay. Most of the fighters were gone, but I managed to grab an X-wing model without a droid socket. It isn't as good as the XJ3 model, but then my own was at Jurai. This D model would suit my purposes. As I headed into space, I formed a small flight with three other Jedi pilots that were stationed here. Then, with the Force as our ally, we began to pick off the enemy...

"Specter Squadron, We detect Jedi support comming up ahead. Keep your eyes oppen. Remember, you're pilots who've fought through fears beyond imagination. You're pilots of the Galactic Empire of Huntaer. You will not give into fear. Launch all remaining squadrons."

Upon that command, every single last tie was launched; a grand total of 579 Tie's, 88 Vampire Starfighters, 80 Kirtir Starfighters, and a total of 40 Reliant Starfighters (and total of 20 Transports and 8 light transports)
never underestimate our enemies Kriktor reminded himself.


OOC: If you're wondering where I got those #'s from, they're from the statistics I've created some time ago (link provided in a previous post)

OOC: Sorry I didn't post a response, our cable Internet decided to die on us. Upon investigation by a technician, apparently the line to our house has to be serviced/replaced, which isn't going to happen for a few days. And I'm leaving for Washington, D.C. for 10 days shortly thereafter, so I'm not sure if I'll be able to post anymore in this RP. If it's still going somehow, that's great. If not, well, it was fun. Thanks again, everyone.


OOC: CoreWorlds, I have a similar problem that Halberdgaria has. I'm leaving for Cape Cod this saturday and won't be back online for 2 weeks. I'm still in untill then however (yes, sometimes my internet dies on me for reasons I don't know)

"C'mon! Can't we go faster? Our men could use some help over there," Shamman impatiently stated.

"Hold on Shamman. You'll get into battle soon enough."
"A half-hour." Nightshade commented.

"Fire all Advanced Heavy Turbolasers (fire power increased by 1 decimal point) at the ISD's Conning Towers, they won't survive long without them. I want the two Everquest Cruisers to concentrate their firepower on the smaller Star Cruisers," Grand Admiral Kriktor began to bark out orders.
OOC: Thank you for concentrating firepower on my single Star Cruiser and my holograms! :D

IC: To the possible astonishment of the enemy, the fire went through the insubstantial holograms for they were a trick and a trap. However, the Star Cruiser was getting pounded upon by the fire, and even the triple-layer shields can't hold out for long. When the shields went below 50%, a tightbeam transmission was sent...

"Specter Squadron, We detect Jedi support comming up ahead. Keep your eyes oppen. Remember, you're pilots who've fought through fears beyond imagination. You're pilots of the Galactic Empire of Huntaer. You will not give into fear. Launch all remaining squadrons."

Upon that command, every single last tie was launched; a grand total of 579 Tie's, 88 Vampire Starfighters, 80 Kirtir Starfighters, and a total of 40 Reliant Starfighters (and total of 20 Transports and 8 light transports)
never underestimate our enemies Kriktor reminded himself.

"Oh boy, I have a bad feeling about this!" I cried out as I concentrated on Specter Squadron, even as I saw the blips increase a hundred-fold. Then...the cavalry came.

Above, below and behind the enemy Star Destroyers came our own ISDs and the remaining Star Cruiser, firing massed turbolasers at the enemy right after reversion, especially aiming for their engines. Fighters and bombers swarmed out of the hangar bays like soldier bees and started engaging the enemy fighters, turning a potential deathtrap for me into a deathtrap for the enemy. We Coredians do love our pincer maneuvers!

Then, one more Star Destroyer came out of hyperspace but stayed at the edge of the battle. The Sniper's Captain was a well-trusted man by the name of Jerik Davos. He was proud to be a part of the new design of his ship, a design built for maximum firepower.

"I want a firing solution on the lead enemy Destroyer. And don't forget to scan them for weaknesses." The captain ordered. "Weapons, deploy the special weapon."

"Aye, aye!" The men replied. Sensors began scanning the enemy and preparing a firing solution on, incidently, the Grand Admiral's ship. Then the targeting reticle turned red. "It's a go!"

The primary hangar bay door opened, but instead of fighters, a giant turbolaser was lowered. It was a modified SPHA-T, the same kind of weapon used in the Clone Wars for artillery purposes. It was powerful enough back then, but coupled with the Star Destroyer's reactor, it was promised to be nothing less than a mini-superlaser.

"Ready...and...FIRE!" The Captain ordered.

The turbolaser seemed to collect energy for a moment on its end, then a huge green-blue bolt of energy lashed out for the Grand Admiral's ship. The energy was so much that it momentarily cut power to all other systems to unleash the destructive bolt, though ten seconds later, they were back online. Such is the only drawback of the new type of Star Destroyer: designed for long-range heavy artillery bombardment...

"Wow." I whispered in awe as the bolt sped through the depths of space...

OOC: Thank you for concentrating firepower on my single Star Cruiser and my holograms! :D


OOC: You do realise that only the everquest's were fireing at your Star Cruiser and that the other 4 ITSD Mk III's were firing at your ISD's, right?


"Oh boy, I have a bad feeling about this!" I cried out as I concentrated on Specter Squadron, even as I saw the blips increase a hundred-fold. Then...the cavalry came.

Above, below and behind the enemy Star Destroyers came our own ISDs and the remaining Star Cruiser, firing massed turbolasers at the enemy right after reversion, especially aiming for their engines. Fighters and bombers swarmed out of the hangar bays like soldier bees and started engaging the enemy fighters, turning a potential deathtrap for me into a deathtrap for the enemy. We Coredians do love our pincer maneuvers!

Then, one more Star Destroyer came out of hyperspace but stayed at the edge of the battle. The Sniper's Captain was a well-trusted man by the name of Jerik Davos. He was proud to be a part of the new design of his ship, a design built for maximum firepower.

"I want a firing solution on the lead enemy Destroyer. And don't forget to scan them for weaknesses." The captain ordered. "Weapons, deploy the special weapon."

"Aye, aye!" The men replied. Sensors began scanning the enemy and preparing a firing solution on, incidently, the Grand Admiral's ship. Then the targeting reticle turned red. "It's a go!"

The primary hangar bay door opened, but instead of fighters, a giant turbolaser was lowered. It was a modified SPHA-T, the same kind of weapon used in the Clone Wars for artillery purposes. It was powerful enough back then, but coupled with the Star Destroyer's reactor, it was promised to be nothing less than a mini-superlaser.

"Ready...and...FIRE!" The Captain ordered.

The turbolaser seemed to collect energy for a moment on its end, then a huge green-blue bolt of energy lashed out for the Grand Admiral's ship. The energy was so much that it momentarily cut power to all other systems to unleash the destructive bolt, though ten seconds later, they were back online. Such is the only drawback of the new type of Star Destroyer: designed for long-range heavy artillery bombardment...

"Wow." I whispered in awe as the bolt sped through the depths of space...

OOC: SPHA-T? Those are really old, yet still kewl and powerfull too....

IC:

Grand Admiral Kriktor just staired as the fire came towards the ship. It's hull was stronger than a ISD as well as it's shields. It had no Conning Tower to fire at. There were multiple reactor cores to destroy and not just one inorder to take out their energy supplies. The sensors were inside the ship, no more rediculous "sensor balls" to destroy either. Their hangarbay doors were closed, something the previous ISD's didn't have available.

"Tell one of the Mk III's to break off their attack and head toward's the other ship as a destraction. If it continues to ignore it, that would be a rediculous decision for them. How long untill Darth Aelikes and Lady Nightshade Arrive?"

"Approximately half an hour sir."
An explosion rocketed the bridge and the ship itself. "Admiral sir! We've been hit!"

"Whoopie-Fuckin'-Doo ensign!" He glanced over at the holo-transmission of the battle and saw that the very-tip of his ship was just destroyed, "Think I care about the destruction of the very tip of the ship? NO! Now get back and consentrate on reconfiguring our shields so that they won't colapse again! Also.... GET THAT FUCKING CANNON DESTROYED!"

"They are coming, make ready." Curufinwe adressed the others with him, he sensed a darkness nearing them, they would soon be in battle, and they would soon be forced to kill...

"They are coming, make ready." Curufinwe adressed the others with him, he sensed a darkness nearing them, they would soon be in battle, and they would soon be forced to kill...

<Captain, our leader's are almost here. We'll be ready for our assault,> one of the Clone Trooper privates reported.

<Good. What's the word of the Jedi base?>

<Sir, it looks like they've made various versions of home made weapons. Rather primative, but quite effective.>

<Huh. They're smarter than we thought. All right. Let's wait for the last of the transport's before we begin our attacks. Remember, use our regular formation. I want all Kirtir Battle Riffles loaded and grenades ready!>

<Captain, our leader's are almost here. We'll be ready for our assault,> one of the Clone Trooper privates reported.

<Good. What's the word of the Jedi base?>

<Sir, it looks like they've made various versions of home made weapons. Rather primative, but quite effective.>

<Huh. They're smarter than we thought. All right. Let's wait for the last of the transport's before we begin our attacks. Remember, use our regular formation. I want all Kirtir Battle Riffles loaded and grenades ready!>


In front of the facility stood a lone figure, Valentine, hefting his massive Death Penalty, and fiddling with some gems inlaid on his prosthesis, he seemed to be re-arranging them to suit him better, but why he would do that was only to be revealed much later, there were three red ones, a pair of purple ones, four emrald green ones, and a single sky blue one, as well as a single yellow one, inscribed on the prosthesis was the word "Deathblow", the yellow gem replaced the "o" in the inscription.

OOC: You do realise that only the everquest's were fireing at your Star Cruiser and that the other 4 ITSD Mk III's were firing at your ISD's, right?
OOC: Ahem. May I point you to the fact that there was ONLY the Star Cruiser at Earth in the Beginning of the Battle and the others have left to set a pincer-maneuver trap upon you? You were firing at nothing but vacuum otherwise:

Meanwhile, in space, four Star Destroyers and two Star Cruisers (along with four Lancer antistarfighter cruisers) have recieved a plan to deal with any foes coming in. The Star Destroyers and one of the Star Cruisers then jumped into hyperspace, leaving Earth underdefended to an onslaught by the Sith force...

And then they came back to deal with you.

OOC: SPHA-T? Those are really old, yet still kewl and powerfull too....

OOC: Thank you!

IC: Grand Admiral Kriktor just staired as the fire came towards the ship. It's hull was stronger than a ISD as well as it's shields. It had no Conning Tower to fire at. There were multiple reactor cores to destroy and not just one inorder to take out their energy supplies. The sensors were inside the ship, no more rediculous "sensor balls" to destroy either. Their hangarbay doors were closed, something the previous ISD's didn't have available.

"Tell one of the Mk III's to break off their attack and head toward's the other ship as a destraction. If it continues to ignore it, that would be a rediculous decision for them. How long untill Darth Aelikes and Lady Nightshade Arrive?"

"Approximately half an hour sir."
An explosion rocketed the bridge and the ship itself. "Admiral sir! We've been hit!"

"Whoopie-Fuckin'-Doo ensign!" He glanced over at the holo-transmission of the battle and saw that the very-tip of his ship was just destroyed, "Think I care about the destruction of the very tip of the ship? NO! Now get back and consentrate on reconfiguring our shields so that they won't colapse again! Also.... GET THAT FUCKING CANNON DESTROYED!"
"Hmm. This is going to take a while." Captain Davos mused. "They're better shielded and armored than I expected."

"Sir. A ship has broken off to engage us."

"Indeed? Very well. Is the hyperdrive reinstated?"

"Yes, sir."

"Withdraw the turbolaser. Set a course and jump at will." He made a mental note to write to the brass that Huntaeran Star Destroyers will require a concentrated artillery bombardment for better effect. The enemy Star Destroyer's guns shot at the Sniper, but as it was fairly far away, the energy was easily dissipated away by the heat sinks. Once the turbolaser was withdrawn, the ship vectored for hyperspace and disappeared in a flash of psuedomotion.

Meanwhile, the rest of the fleet was set upon dealing with their enemies. Two Star Destroyers have decided to move closer to the flagship and broadside it with their heavy turbolasers and ion cannons. If nothing else, they would compound the (minor) damage done by the SPHA-T and try to destroy the ship or at least make it flee.

As for me, I wondered how many phantom TIEs I have dealt with over the course of the battle. The fighting took a bit out of me, but I continued to support the fleet and engage the enemy ships. One of the Lancer cruisers blew up spectacularly, bringing our antistarfighter firepower down a bit, although the others managed to take up the slack.

Losses:
1 Lancer
A dozen fighters

OOC: Ahem. May I point you to the fact that there was ONLY the Star Cruiser at Earth in the Beginning of the Battle and the others have left to set a pincer-maneuver trap upon you? You were firing at nothing but vacuum otherwise:



And then they came back to deal with you.



OOC: Thank you!


"Hmm. This is going to take a while." Captain Davos mused. "They're better shielded and armored than I expected."

"Sir. A ship has broken off to engage us."

"Indeed? Very well. Is the hyperdrive reinstated?"

"Yes, sir."

"Withdraw the turbolaser. Set a course and jump at will." He made a mental note to write to the brass that Huntaeran Star Destroyers will require a concentrated artillery bombardment for better effect. The enemy Star Destroyer's guns shot at the Sniper, but as it was fairly far away, the energy was easily dissipated away by the heat sinks. Once the turbolaser was withdrawn, the ship vectored for hyperspace and disappeared in a flash of psuedomotion.

Grand Admiral Kriktor watched in annoyance as the ISD jumped to Hyperspace. Damn them. "Change fire priority to the nearest starship. Attack Pattern Deshoonde-Alpha."
The ITSD's were still fireing all of their weapons, but at the same time they
were quickly moving above the enemy ship. "Wait... Wait...." They could hear the rumbling of cannon fire upon the bottom of the ship. They could hear small explosions from below and violent shakes erupted. Kriktor looked out his window to see that one of his Everquest cruisers was just destroyed. "Begin Bombardment!"
Just as the Admiral's ITSD was above the other ship, it began it's planetary bombardment position bringing devistating amoundts of damage to the enemy ships.

Meanwhile, the rest of the fleet was set upon dealing with their enemies. Two Star Destroyers have decided to move closer to the flagship and broadside it with their heavy turbolasers and ion cannons. If nothing else, they would compound the (minor) damage done by the SPHA-T and try to destroy the ship or at least make it flee.

As for me, I wondered how many phantom TIEs I have dealt with over the course of the battle. The fighting took a bit out of me, but I continued to support the fleet and engage the enemy ships. One of the Lancer cruisers blew up spectacularly, bringing our antistarfighter firepower down a bit, although the others managed to take up the slack.

Losses:
1 Lancer
A dozen fighters[/QUOTE]

Commander Brishdee flew his Tie Specter, which was still cloaked, towards his enemy fighter (your guy above. Missed his name). He knows I'm out here. The other fighter was dodging his shots, finnaly Brishdee spoke on the comm. "All specter squadron, decloak your ships. It's time to show these guy's just how many of us are out here!" 15 Reliant Fighters were destroyed, as well as 15 other Vampire Fighters.


Total Losses:
1 Everquest Cruiser
30 Fighters

Grand Admiral Kriktor watched in annoyance as the ISD jumped to Hyperspace. Damn them. "Change fire priority to the nearest starship. Attack Pattern Deshoonde-Alpha."
The ITSD's were still fireing all of their weapons, but at the same time they
were quickly moving above the enemy ship. "Wait... Wait...." They could hear the rumbling of cannon fire upon the bottom of the ship. They could hear small explosions from below and violent shakes erupted. Kriktor looked out his window to see that one of his Everquest cruisers was just destroyed. "Begin Bombardment!"
Just as the Admiral's ITSD was above the other ship, it began it's planetary bombardment position bringing devistating amoundts of damage to the enemy ships.
The Kaliburn came under heavy assault by the enemy flagship as it's sister ship tried to rise above and hit its dorsal side. Explosions rumbled around the ISD as bombardment sheared away its shields little by little. The hull was breached in several places, sucking crew and droids out to the airless vacuum. But its captain continued to encourage the ship crew, keep it firing at the flagship.

Meanwhile, the sister ship Quiver moved into point-blank range and conducted its own powerful strikes upon the Grand Admiral's ship. Turbolaser turrets sent rays of green death upon its opponent, while crackling blue globs of ion cannon fire rained down to try and shut down electronic components. The Quiver fared better than its sister by judicious use of rolling to present a stronger shield side to the enemy while other shields recharged.

Commander Brishdee flew his Tie Specter, which was still cloaked, towards his enemy fighter (your guy above. Missed his name). He knows I'm out here. The other fighter was dodging his shots, finnaly Brishdee spoke on the comm. "All specter squadron, decloak your ships. It's time to show these guy's just how many of us are out here!" 15 Reliant Fighters were destroyed, as well as 15 other Vampire Fighters.

Total Losses:
1 Everquest Cruiser
30 Fighters
OOC: It's really Daniel Masaki, but to all people except his grandfather and the Chief, he's Jake McNeil.

IC:
I raised an eyebrow as I noted several more blips on the sensor screens. So, they decloaked after all. Well, time to get rid of the guy behind me!

With that, I made a really tight loop de loop to get on his six and let loose with a proton torpedo followed by lasers. All around me, battle raged as fighters fought and died to protect Coredia and her people. I felt another dozen life signs blink out and managed to focus on the job at hand. Shoot now, mourn later.

25 fighters dead so far, Kaliburn 25% damaged. Quiver 8% damaged. First Star Cruiser Gigantor 55% damaged.

The Kaliburn came under heavy assault by the enemy flagship as it's sister ship tried to rise above and hit its dorsal side. Explosions rumbled around the ISD as bombardment sheared away its shields little by little. The hull was breached in several places, sucking crew and droids out to the airless vacuum. But its captain continued to encourage the ship crew, keep it firing at the flagship.

Meanwhile, the sister ship Quiver moved into point-blank range and conducted its own powerful strikes upon the Grand Admiral's ship. Turbolaser turrets sent rays of green death upon its opponent, while crackling blue globs of ion cannon fire rained down to try and shut down electronic components. The Quiver fared better than its sister by judicious use of rolling to present a stronger shield side to the enemy while other shields recharged.

"Ok, tell two of the ITSD's to fire all of their weapon's at the other two ISD's attacking me. Have the other one attack the remaining ship. I also want that remaining Everquest to attack the Star Cruiser. It's becoming quite an annoyance," the Grand Admiral said through his teeth.




OOC: It's really Daniel Masaki, but to all people except his grandfather and the Chief, he's Jake McNeil.

OOC: Ahh. I'm a little confused here though: Is Alex his grandfather, or some other relative (conisdering they have the same last name)?


IC:
I raised an eyebrow as I noted several more blips on the sensor screens. So, they decloaked after all. Well, time to get rid of the guy behind me!

With that, I made a really tight loop de loop to get on his six and let loose with a proton torpedo followed by lasers. All around me, battle raged as fighters fought and died to protect Coredia and her people. I felt another dozen life signs blink out and managed to focus on the job at hand. Shoot now, mourn later.

25 fighters dead so far, Kaliburn 25% damaged. Quiver 8% damaged. First Star Cruiser Gigantor 55% damaged.

Commander Brishdee saw the torpetoe's comming at him. Damn. He then flew his ship away, trying to avoid the torpetoe. I'm not gunna make it.... One of his men's already damaged fighter's came and intercepted the torpetoe and took the blow and died. You were a good pilot Specter 15. Brishdee then flew around and locked onto several other fighter's and fired 4 of his 6 torpetoes, each aimed at a different fighter. He then went and did a loop, came up around and faced the Jedi head on. "Specter 5, I want you to stay right behind me!"

"What!?! Just what are you planning boss?"

"Follow me, I'm going to play chicken with this Jedi. I want you to come up from behind just as we pull up at the last minute and lock onto the Jedi's fighter. Cloak your ship so he can't really see you."

"Aye sir."

Belmont and the others continued to wait for the enemy to get into the building. They did not know about the space battle that was going on. Belmont picked up his data pad thing (I forgot what you called it) and asked “Chief, where is the enemy at?”

"Ok, tell two of the ITSD's to fire all of their weapon's at the other two ISD's attacking me. Have the other one attack the remaining ship. I also want that remaining Everquest to attack the Star Cruiser. It's becoming quite an annoyance," the Grand Admiral said through his teeth.
The Quiver was actually close enough to the flag that when the other Impstars attacked, some of the bolts that managed to miss went for the flagship in a nice friendly-fire incident, although it still was damaged some. Kaliburn however became increasingly damaged enough that some people were making a bet on who would go first, Kaliburn or Gigantor. As it is, Gigantor came under fire from the enemy Everquest cruiser and called for its fellow cruiser Behemoth to aid it. Now, both cruisers sent missiles and turbolasers into the Everquest in a contest of 2-on-1 firepower to see who would survive.

And then...the Sniper came back to lend its considerable firepower to the friendly fleet. It deployed the extremely heavy turbolaser again, and every thirty seconds or so, began 'sniping' at the enemy ships. Ten seconds for the reactor recharge, another twenty for the weapon recharge. In the meantime, another Lancer cruiser was near breakup and set course for one of the ITSDs...

OOC: Ahh. I'm a little confused here though: Is Alex his grandfather, or some other relative (conisdering they have the same last name)?
OOC: Yes. Alex is his grandfather.

Commander Brishdee saw the torpetoe's comming at him. Damn. He then flew his ship away, trying to avoid the torpetoe. I'm not gunna make it.... One of his men's already damaged fighter's came and intercepted the torpetoe and took the blow and died. You were a good pilot Specter 15. Brishdee then flew around and locked onto several other fighter's and fired 4 of his 6 torpetoes, each aimed at a different fighter. He then went and did a loop, came up around and faced the Jedi head on. "Specter 5, I want you to stay right behind me!"

"What!?! Just what are you planning boss?"

"Follow me, I'm going to play chicken with this Jedi. I want you to come up from behind just as we pull up at the last minute and lock onto the Jedi's fighter. Cloak your ship so he can't really see you."

"Aye sir."
Now what are you doing playing chicken with me? I asked silently as I held the firing trigger down, spitting eeriely accurate red beams of destruction at him before I was forced to break off...

As for the torpedoes? One fighter got it in the engines and turned into space dust, while another tried to get it to track towards one of the enemy ISDs.

Belmont and the others continued to wait for the enemy to get into the building. They did not know about the space battle that was going on. Belmont picked up his data pad thing (I forgot what you called it) and asked “Chief, where is the enemy at?”
"From the reports of transports that made it through our screen, they're about thirty kilometers north of this base." Chief said.

That direction was where the traps were set, both booby and crossfire. It was tough waiting for the enemy to strike, but what can they do?

The Quiver was actually close enough to the flag that when the other Impstars attacked, some of the bolts that managed to miss went for the flagship in a nice friendly-fire incident. Kaliburn however became increasingly damaged enough that some people were making a bet on who would go first, Kaliburn or Gigantor. As it is, Gigantor came under fire from the enemy Everquest cruiser and called for its fellow cruiser Behemoth to aid it. Now, both cruisers sent missiles and turbolasers into the Everquest in a contest of 2-on-1 firepower to see who would survive.

And then...the Sniper came back to lend its considerable firepower to the friendly fleet. It deployed the extremely heavy turbolaser again, and every thirty seconds or so, began 'sniping' at the enemy ships. Ten seconds for the reactor recharge, another twenty for the weapon recharge. In the meantime, another Lancer cruiser was near breakup and set course for one of the ITSDs...

Damn. Hull's holding farily well. Shield's are fine...."Have as many available fighters take out the Guns! Concentrate ALL firepower onto the
Kaliburn's Conning tower! We must get rid of that tower! Have all other ships fire at their target's Conning tower as well! I also want that last Everquest to break off it's attack and go and assault that other ISD with the ASAP-T! Have a full squadron of Tie's follow them!"



Now what are you doing playing chicken with me? I asked silently as I held the firing trigger down, spitting eeriely accurate red beams of destruction at him before I was forced to break off...

Through over 500 years of flight training, Brishdee dodged most of the Jedi's attacks. Steady, steady, steaaaddyyyy..... "Break off now! Decloak your ship Specter 15 and attack!" 15 did as he was suppose to, and fired all 4 of his Advanced Medium Lasercannons at the Jedi fighter.
Brishdee flew away from the Jedi and made a loop-de-loop towards his enemy once again.


As for the torpedoes? One fighter got it in the engines and turned into space dust, while another tried to get it to track towards one of the enemy ISDs.
OOC: What happened to the other two torpetoes he fired?

Brishdee came around again and fired one of his two remaining torpetoe's at the Jedi, yet another auto-lock on. Brishdee then broke off his attack and started to fly towards the Sniper. "I want 10 other ships to follow me! As for the rest of the group, recloak and again cut communications chatter!"

"From the reports of transports that made it through our screen, they're about thirty kilometers north of this base." Chief said.

That direction was where the traps were set, both booby and crossfire. It was tough waiting for the enemy to strike, but what can they do?

“Thanks for info, Chief.” said Belmont. “If they make it here, the others and I will try and stop them. Nobody is going to get to you or Professor Wiggum.” He puts the data-pad thing back in its spot on his belt.

He used his Navy SEAL radio and said “Guys, the enemy is thirty kilometers north of this base.”

“Copy that.” said the other men from the Dominion.

OOC: What ever happened to the transport Nightshade was piloting towards earth? They should've come by now.....

Damn. Hull's holding farily well. Shield's are fine...."Have as many available fighters take out the Guns! Concentrate ALL firepower onto the
Kaliburn's Conning tower! We must get rid of that tower! Have all other ships fire at their target's Conning tower as well! I also want that last Everquest to break off it's attack and go and assault that other ISD with the ASAP-T! Have a full squadron of Tie's follow them!"
"Sir! The tower's shields are getting bombarded!" An ensign yelled. "We won't hold much longer!"

"We must find a weakness! Concentrate firepower on the flagship!" The captain roared. As the shields strained against the onslaught, the Star Destroyer moved in at point-blank as well, following it's sister to use the flagship as a 'hostage' of sorts. That was when the burning Lancer came screaming into one of the ITSDs at ramming speed...

The Behemoth and Gigantor kept on pounding the Everquest, and then the Sniper trained its giant turbolaser upon the cruiser and let her loose! The powerful blue-green blast streaked across the black sky...

Through over 500 years of flight training, Brishdee dodged most of the Jedi's attacks. Steady, steady, steaaaddyyyy..... "Break off now! Decloak your ship Specter 15 and attack!" 15 did as he was suppose to, and fired all 4 of his Advanced Medium Lasercannons at the Jedi fighter.
Brishdee flew away from the Jedi and made a loop-de-loop towards his enemy once again.
I sensed the attack and immediately barrel-rolled several times to make it alot harder to hit. One laser chewed into the shields and would have hit something bad if it wasn't for the rolls.

"Ok, buddy, you've had your fun. But now it's my turn!" I let the Force flow through me as I shot around and targeted 15, hanging on to him like a death-grip no matter if he was cloaked or not. The mysterious energy field that gave me it's power guided my hand and pulled the trigger...

OOC: What happened to the other two torpetoes he fired?
OOC: Missed.

Brishdee came around again and fired one of his two remaining torpetoe's at the Jedi, yet another auto-lock on. Brishdee then broke off his attack and started to fly towards the Sniper. "I want 10 other ships to follow me! As for the rest of the group, recloak and again cut communications chatter!"
By now, I was fully into the Force and dodged the torpedo like it was a flying rock and positioned it and myself so that it hit a random enemy and blew. Then I began to dog Brishdee again as my wingmates went after the other ships...

OOC: What ever happened to the transport Nightshade was piloting towards earth? They should've come by now.....
OOC: Alot happens in thirty minutes. But she comes in my next post.

"Sir! The tower's shields are getting bombarded!" An ensign yelled. "We won't hold much longer!"

"We must find a weakness! Concentrate firepower on the flagship!" The captain roared. As the shields strained against the onslaught, the Star Destroyer moved in at point-blank as well, following it's sister to use the flagship as a 'hostage' of sorts. That was when the burning Lancer came screaming into one of the ITSDs at ramming speed...

OOC: There is only two ways to destroy one: Raiding the ship and destroying it(bombs), or bombarding it with a lot of concentrations of heavy laser fire.

IC: "Keep firing at the towers! That's their main weakness! Destroy them!
Keep firing! What's devil's ops stats?"

One transport carrying the Devil's ops special forces was heading towards The Quiver, ready for boarding action. "We're going in Admiral. I've got my lightsaber ready for cutting action," Seargent Grikorg stated. He never used the lightsaber in close combat, only for cutting through heavy doors or if he's too lazy to knock it down. The transport landed on the ship's hull and began to drill into it. "Steady men! Lock and load your weapons. Rememer: We're boarding this ISD and taking blowing it up. Private, got the bombs ready?"

"Yes sir!"


The Behemoth and Gigantor kept on pounding the Everquest, and then the Sniper trained its giant turbolaser upon the cruiser and let her loose! The powerful blue-green blast streaked across the black sky...

It hit the last Everquest cruiser with devestating results. It blew the ship up in half. They still had to deal with the other fighters though.....



I sensed the attack and immediately barrel-rolled several times to make it alot harder to hit. One laser chewed into the shields and would have hit something bad if it wasn't for the rolls.

"Ok, buddy, you've had your fun. But now it's my turn!" I let the Force flow through me as I shot around and targeted 15, hanging on to him like a death-grip no matter if he was cloaked or not. The mysterious energy field that gave me it's power guided my hand and pulled the trigger...

He sences me. No matter. "Specter's 8, 45! Get onto that Jedi's tail and attack him!"

"Roger that leader."
"Roger that leader."


By now, I was fully into the Force and dodged the torpedo like it was a flying rock and positioned it and myself so that it hit a random enemy and blew. Then I began to dog Brishdee again as my wingmates went after the other ships...

Damn. He's good that one. "I'm breaking off of my attack on the Jedi!
Head towards the other two ISD's and attack their bridge! Ram it if you have to!"

OOC: There is only two ways to destroy one: Raiding the ship and destroying it(bombs), or bombarding it with a lot of concentrations of heavy laser fire.

IC: "Keep firing at the towers! That's their main weakness! Destroy them!
Keep firing! What's devil's ops stats?"

One transport carrying the Devil's ops special forces was heading towards The Quiver, ready for boarding action. "We're going in Admiral. I've got my lightsaber ready for cutting action," Seargent Grikorg stated. He never used the lightsaber in close combat, only for cutting through heavy doors or if he's too lazy to knock it down. The transport landed on the ship's hull and began to drill into it. "Steady men! Lock and load your weapons. Rememer: We're boarding this ISD and taking blowing it up. Private, got the bombs ready?"

"Yes sir!"
OOC: Very well, but that Lancer is a 250 meter long ship, it should have done a good amount of damage.

IC:
"Sir, we've got bogeys at Sector 23, trying to board!"

"Repel the boarders!" The captain ordered, and marines in brownish armor began setting up E-webs and mines at the breach, before pulling out blaster rifles and pistols to produce a deathtrap for the enemy as they cut through...

It hit the last Everquest cruiser with devestating results. It blew the ship up in half. They still had to deal with the other fighters though.....
"Retract the turbolaser." The Snipers' captain ordered, and it was done. At least they got a target. The first field mission of the Sniper was a rounding success. The Star Destroyer jumped out of the battle once more, but it would not return, for it was too valuable to lose.

He senses me. No matter. "Specter's 8, 45! Get onto that Jedi's tail and attack him!"

"Roger that leader."
"Roger that leader."
Laser bolts spat at my foe, as I was intent on killing him. Then, two enemies came on my own six, aiming for my ass. "Oh, no you don't!"

I immediately cut the brakes, forcing them to overshoot, said "I've got you two now!" and cut loose with another proton torp on #8, while my lasers aimed for the engines of #45. Then I searched for more targets, spotting the leader once more.

Damn. He's good that one. "I'm breaking off of my attack on the Jedi!
Head towards the other two ISD's and attack their bridge! Ram it if you have to!"
Well, well, enemy Leader. Time to end this, once and for all. I smirked as I 'dove' upon him and aimed a quad-burst right for the cockpit...

The point-defense of the Star Destroyers were better than most because we make them so and they swatted down a few. Even so, several got through to attack the bridge, nibbling the shields at points. But one guy rammed the Gigantor's bridge, causing an explosion that killed the bridge crew. It was out for the count, even as the secondary bridge within the ship scrambled to regain control and get out of here.

It was then, that Lady Nightshade's shuttle reverted to realspace...

"The fight goes strong here." She commented.

Losses:
40 fighters
2 Lancers
1 Star Cruiser, Gigantor.
Quiver boarded.
Kaliburn close to breakup.
Sniper's mission concluded.
Leaving 2 ISDs, 1 Star Cruiser and 4 Lancers still in the fight.

OOC: Very well, but that Lancer is a 250 meter long ship, it should have done a good amount of damage.

250m against 4 2000m ships? Not to mention it only has quad laser cannons. Lancer's are meant for anti-aircraft, not for capital ships (they consist of 20 quad laser cannons which won't do much damage to Cap's at all).... Unless they're modified with Heavy Turbolasers or something like that. Then, I'll RP more damnage out. Otherwise, most it'll be doing is taking out lots of fighters (which is still just as good) and creating very minor damage too the shields.



IC:
"Sir, we've got bogeys at Sector 23, trying to board!"

"Repel the boarders!" The captain ordered, and marines in brownish armor began setting up E-webs and mines at the breach, before pulling out blaster rifles and pistols to produce a deathtrap for the enemy as they cut through...

<Sir, how much longer?>

<Almost there private. Hold on,> Seargent Grikorg said while finnishing up the last cutting from his lightsaber, <FIRE IN THE HOLE!> he threw in 5 plasma grenades and they exploded inside the ship.
<Boarding Action men! GO, GO, GO, GO, GO!!!> The squad of 24 troops boarded the ship and openfired their kirtir blaster riffles.

<DIE MOTHERS!> The seargent, followed by 5 other members of his squad fired out their attatched grenade launchers at their enemies.


"Retract the turbolaser." The Snipers' captain ordered, and it was done. At least they got a target. The first field mission of the Sniper was a rounding success. The Star Destroyer jumped out of the battle once more, but it would not return, for it was too valuable to lose.

"Sir! The ship is retreating!"

Smart. "I want 4 more Everquest cruisers to come in!" The Grand Admiral shouted, "Fire all Ion Cannons at the ships!" Soon, ~10 briliant bolts of white-blue energy field's erupted from the cannons and headed toward's the towers of the enemy ISD's. The other ITSD's followed persuit.

By now, the shield's were down to 30% effeciency. The "Flag Ship" was missing her nose, one ship had several holes in it but was still opperational.

"Begin attack patern Delta 8!" Kriktor ordered.

"Aye sir!"

The Admiral's ship then quickly dropped below the battle. The enemie's found the ship to be directly benieth their hangar bays.

Knock knock! "FIRE EVERYTHING AT THEIR HANGAR BAY!"


Laser bolts spat at my foe, as I was intent on killing him. Then, two enemies came on my own six, aiming for my ass. "Oh, no you don't!"

I immediately cut the brakes, forcing them to overshoot, said "I've got you two now!" and cut loose with another proton torp on #8, while my lasers aimed for the engines of #45. Then I searched for more targets, spotting the leader once more.

"I'm hit in my engines! There's not much I can do!" Specter 45 shouted

"Get clear '45! You're not going to do much help back there anymore!"

"Sorry 8!" 45 pulled out and fled as far away from the battle as he was ordered.

The enemie's torpetoe's hit #8 and he was blown into dust.


Well, well, enemy Leader. Time to end this, once and for all. I smirked as I 'dove' upon him and aimed a quad-burst right for the cockpit...

The point-defense of the Star Destroyers were better than most because we make them so and they swatted down a few. Even so, several got through to attack the bridge, nibbling the shields at points. But one guy rammed the Gigantor's bridge, causing an explosion that killed the bridge crew. It was out for the count, even as the secondary bridge within the ship scrambled to regain control and get out of here.

"YES! There goes their bridge!" one of the other pilot's observed.

"Cut the chatter boys! Everyone and anyone who flies a Tie Poltergiest, I want you to cloak and aim yourselfs at the other bridges! It's suicide bomber time!"


It was then, that Lady Nightshade's shuttle reverted to realspace...

"The fight goes strong here." She commented.

"Yes. Both sides are doing a considerable amount of damage. But don't worry about us. We've got backup comming round."

By now, the other 4 Everquests have jumped from hyperspace and quickly went into battle.


Losses:
40 fighters
2 Lancers
1 Star Cruiser, Gigantor.
Quiver boarded.
Kaliburn close to breakup.
Sniper's mission concluded.
Leaving 2 ISDs, 1 Star Cruiser and 4 Lancers still in the fight.


Huntarian losses:

2 Everquests
100 fighters (several suicide bombings)
Heavy Damage to 2 of the 4 ITSD mk III (one's about to be destroyed)
Flag ship lost it's tip, consisting moderate damage
One ITSD consisting minor damage

Reinforcements: 4 more Everquests

250m against 4 2000m ships? Not to mention it only has quad laser cannons. Lancer's are meant for anti-aircraft, not for capital ships (they consist of 20 quad laser cannons which won't do much damage to Cap's at all).... Unless they're modified with Heavy Turbolasers or something like that. Then, I'll RP more damnage out. Otherwise, most it'll be doing is taking out lots of fighters (which is still just as good) and creating very minor damage too the shields.
OOC: Fine.

<Sir, how much longer?>

<Almost there private. Hold on,> Seargent Grikorg said while finnishing up the last cutting from his lightsaber, <FIRE IN THE HOLE!> he threw in 5 plasma grenades and they exploded inside the ship.
<Boarding Action men! GO, GO, GO, GO, GO!!!> The squad of 24 troops boarded the ship and openfired their kirtir blaster riffles.

<DIE MOTHERS!> The seargent, followed by 5 other members of his squad fired out their attatched grenade launchers at their enemies.
The grenades have destroyed the closest E-webs, but a deadly hail of blaster fire poured into the breach, not to mention a couple of thermal detonators. The enemy will not step another foot inside the ship if the marines could help it!

"Sir! The ship is retreating!"

Smart. "I want 4 more Everquest cruisers to come in!" The Grand Admiral shouted, "Fire all Ion Cannons at the ships!" Soon, ~10 briliant bolts of white-blue energy field's erupted from the cannons and headed toward's the towers of the enemy ISD's. The other ITSD's followed persuit.

By now, the shield's were down to 30% effeciency. The "Flag Ship" was missing her nose, one ship had several holes in it but was still opperational.

"Begin attack patern Delta 8!" Kriktor ordered.

"Aye sir!"

The Admiral's ship then quickly dropped below the battle. The enemie's found the ship to be directly benieth their hangar bays.

Knock knock! "FIRE EVERYTHING AT THEIR HANGAR BAY!"
"We are losing this battle! Call in reinforcements!" The Kaliburn's captain ordered. Suddenly, the hangar bay was sundered with heavy fire, causing a chain reaction that turned the ship into a minor star, destroying it utterly. All hands were lost.

The remaining 2 Star Destroyers, 1 boarded Star Destroyer and 1 Cruiser began to concentrate all their firepower on the enemy flagship. Even if they go down, they would take this one with them! The ion cannons smacked into the bridges, shutting down electronics and forcing them to go to visual. The shields held, but barely. But the capital ships did not have much longer to live...

"I'm hit in my engines! There's not much I can do!" Specter 45 shouted

"Get clear '45! You're not going to do much help back there anymore!"

"Sorry 8!" 45 pulled out and fled as far away from the battle as he was ordered.

The enemie's torpetoe's hit #8 and he was blown into dust.
I sighed. Now was the time to make an attack run on one of the enemy ships. I pulled up the scanners to see which one was the closest to getting destroyed. Ah, there!

It was an ITSD getting increasingly damaged as the battle wore on. Wounded, but still a dangerous foe. Time to make it no longer dangerous, then!

"Krayt and Rancor Wings, do you read me?" I commed the B and K wing squadrons respectively.

"We hear you." Came the reply.

"I want to pull a Horn Strike. Lock your torpedoes and missiles to my transponder!" I ordered. Ah, yes, the Horn strike. Extremely dangerous and reckless (I could already hear my grandfather and father in my ears), it called for a hotshot Jedi pilot to guide a bunch of torpedoes to the target and then break away at the last moment. Jedi Master Corran Horn created it, and now I was going to reenact it.

I could hear a sigh from the commander. "As ordered, Jedi."

"Form up." I said, and soon the bomber flights formed up many klicks behind me. I realigned the shields to double-forward for extra protection, and then began the run, kicking in the afterburners as I did so. I reached deeply into the Force as I conducted the run, and it whispered the right time to send the missiles flying.

"Now!" I ordered as I was halfway to the ITSD. Dozens of blue flashes of light lashed out towards me. All I had to do was guide them in...

"YES! There goes their bridge!" one of the other pilot's observed.

"Cut the chatter boys! Everyone and anyone who flies a Tie Poltergiest, I want you to cloak and aim yourselfs at the other bridges! It's suicide bomber time!"
"Sir, they're ramming the bridges!"

"Damn! Redouble the bridge shields! Have the remaining Lancers cover us! Keep firing on that flagship!" The Havoc took up the command slack after Keliburn's loss and began reinforing the bridge shields. It's well-known that the bridge is a major target, and we have taken steps to somewhat rectify that. Of course, that still doesn't make the captain feel any better. "How goes the call for reinforcements?"

"They're coming soon!"

"Very well!" He hoped that it would be a significant turnaround this time...

"Yes. Both sides are doing a considerable amount of damage. But don't worry about us. We've got backup comming round."

By now, the other 4 Everquests have jumped from hyperspace and quickly went into battle.
"Very good, but I know that the Coredians will send for their own. I would do it if I were their commander by now." Nightshade said and descended upon the planet like a shadow.



Huntarian losses:

2 Everquests
100 fighters (several suicide bombings)
Heavy Damage to 2 of the 4 ITSD mk III (one's about to be destroyed)
Flag ship lost it's tip, consisting moderate damage
One ITSD consisting minor damage

Reinforcements: 4 more Everquests
Losses:
2 ISDs (1 boarded, still fighting though), 1 cruiser
3 Lancers
68 fighters
The other two ISDs and one cruiser had damage between 25% and 50%.
Reinforcements: classified.

OOC: No more reinforcements after mine come in.

The grenades have destroyed the closest E-webs, but a deadly hail of blaster fire poured into the breach, not to mention a couple of thermal detonators. The enemy will not step another foot inside the ship if the marines could help it!

<COMBAT SHIELDS!> Devil's ops then turned on their red energy shields which helped protect them against enemy fire(similar thus to KOTOR I & II's personal shields, just a lot stronger. These guys are special ops.), reflecting or absorbing the blaster shots. <Corpral! Throw your grenades!>
This corpral was a grenader, carrying the most grenades of the group. He threw 5 Advanced Thrermal Detonators into the enemy lines and another 2 Plasma Grenades further back.

<Corporal! How many mines out there?>

<Can't tell sir! I can deactivate them though. Give me cover fire!>
Seargent Grikorg then stood up and openfired all of his ammo into enemy lines. He then bent down and loaded his weapon with more ammo as another corporal stood up and fired in his place. The good ol' corporal then started to deactivate the nearest mines. Meanwhile, several other troopers were still loading in. Hearing the blaster fights, they took their weapons and fired from the hull breach randomly in the enemie's direction carefull not to reveal too much of their armor.



"We are losing this battle! Call in reinforcements!" The Kaliburn's captain ordered. Suddenly, the hangar bay was sundered with heavy fire, causing a chain reaction that turned the ship into a minor star, destroying it utterly. All hands were lost.

The remaining 2 Star Destroyers, 1 boarded Star Destroyer and 1 Cruiser began to concentrate all their firepower on the enemy flagship. Even if they go down, they would take this one with them! The ion cannons smacked into the bridges, shutting down electronics and forcing them to go to visual. The shields held, but barely. But the capital ships did not have much longer to live...

"HAHAHA! Die Jedi Dogs!" One of the bridge crew member shouted.

"Admiral! Enemy fire is all targeted at us!"

"HOLD YOUR COURSE PILOT! WE'LL NOT GIVE UP! HAVE ALL OF THE EVERQUESTS TARGET THE ENEMIE'S CAPITAL SHIP AND....." The Grand Admiral disapeared in a puff of black and red smoke.

"....FIRE ALL TURBOLASERS AT IT! I ALSO WANT THEIR....*Looks around the new bridge* WHAT THE FUCK?? HOW THE HELL DID I GET HERE!?!" The Grand Admiral was transported onto the bridge of one of the Everquest cruisers. The bridge's crew as shocked to see the Grand Admiral as much as he was shocked that he was transported.

::The Enemy will be focusing it's firepower onto your command ship Grand Admiral. I've transported you through the force to another ship to keep you alive for the battle,:: it was Aelikes who transported him.

Thank you my lord. Many thanks.

"Never mind that crew. Not only do I want the Ion Cannons to continue to fire from the ITSD's, but I want ours to fire out too, launch all fighters. NOW DO IT!"

The enemy would have no idea that their target has switched command positions.


I sighed. Now was the time to make an attack run on one of the enemy ships. I pulled up the scanners to see which one was the closest to getting destroyed. Ah, there!

It was an ITSD getting increasingly damaged as the battle wore on. Wounded, but still a dangerous foe. Time to make it no longer dangerous, then!

"Krayt and Rancor Wings, do you read me?" I commed the B and K wing squadrons respectively.

"We hear you." Came the reply.

"I want to pull a Horn Strike. Lock your torpedoes and missiles to my transponder!" I ordered. Ah, yes, the Horn strike. Extremely dangerous and reckless (I could already hear my grandfather and father in my ears), it called for a hotshot Jedi pilot to guide a bunch of torpedoes to the target and then break away at the last moment. Jedi Master Corran Horn created it, and now I was going to reenact it.

I could hear a sigh from the commander. "As ordered, Jedi."

"Form up." I said, and soon the bomber flights formed up many klicks behind me. I realigned the shields to double-forward for extra protection, and then began the run, kicking in the afterburners as I did so. I reached deeply into the Force as I conducted the run, and it whispered the right time to send the missiles flying.

"Now!" I ordered as I was halfway to the ITSD. Dozens of blue flashes of light lashed out towards me. All I had to do was guide them in...

And guided them in he did. The torpetoes landed upon the damaged ITSD's remaining shields and caused a huge rupture in it's hull, rendering it useless for the rest of the battle.


"Sir, they're ramming the bridges!"

"Damn! Redouble the bridge shields! Have the remaining Lancers cover us! Keep firing on that flagship!" The Havoc took up the command slack after Keliburn's loss and began reinforing the bridge shields. It's well-known that the bridge is a major target, and we have taken steps to somewhat rectify that. Of course, that still doesn't make the captain feel any better. "How goes the call for reinforcements?"

"They're coming soon!"

"Very well!" He hoped that it would be a significant turnaround this time...

The Poltergeists were almost out from suicide missions. [/i]Damn.[/i]
"All right! I want all other fighters to fire their torpetoes directly at the bridge! Take out their sensor balls if you could! Do whatever it takes to win!"



"Very good, but I know that the Coredians will send for their own. I would do it if I were their commander by now." Nightshade said and descended upon the planet like a shadow.

"That's where I come in. I need to be transported to the nearest Everquest Cruiser so I could meditate upon this battle. I could help us turn around and defeat the enemy miseribly" Aelikes stated, "I'll transport myself onto the planet's surfface later on."




Losses:
2 ISDs (1 boarded, still fighting though), 1 cruiser
3 Lancers
68 fighters
The other two ISDs and one cruiser had damage between 25% and 50%.
Reinforcements: classified.

OOC: No more reinforcements after mine come in.

Losses:
1 ITSD
2 Everquest Cruisers
160 Fighters
Flag Ship ready for destruction
One ITSD heavily damaged
Another ITSD with Moderate Damage

4 Everquests untouched.

<COMBAT SHIELDS!> Devil's ops then turned on their red energy shields which helped protect them against enemy fire(similar thus to KOTOR I & II's personal shields, just a lot stronger. These guys are special ops.), reflecting or absorbing the blaster shots. <Corpral! Throw your grenades!>
This corpral was a grenader, carrying the most grenades of the group. He threw 5 Advanced Thrermal Detonators into the enemy lines and another 2 Plasma Grenades further back.

<Corporal! How many mines out there?>

<Can't tell sir! I can deactivate them though. Give me cover fire!>
Seargent Grikorg then stood up and openfired all of his ammo into enemy lines. He then bent down and loaded his weapon with more ammo as another corporal stood up and fired in his place. The good ol' corporal then started to deactivate the nearest mines. Meanwhile, several other troopers were still loading in. Hearing the blaster fights, they took their weapons and fired from the hull breach randomly in the enemie's direction carefull not to reveal too much of their armor.
The Marines have begun to retreat under the onslaught, but for every inch they retreated, fire continued to pour through and attack the enemy marines. Grenades and rockets were tossed at them to take down the shields, even as a set of E-webs was set up and poured hundreds of blasterbolts per second onto the enemy.

"Hey, there's some guy trying to deactivate the mines."

"Detonate them." Came the cold reply, and the corridors shook with the explosion.

"Captain, the enemy's forcing us to retreat deeper into the ship."

"Very well. Order a fighter to take out the transport. Perhaps the vacuum will remove the scum for us. Oh, and release the droidekas." He added. As the destroyer droids rolled to the combat zone, an A-wing zoomed by and began to pepper the transport latched onto the hull with laserfire...

"HAHAHA! Die Jedi Dogs!" One of the bridge crew member shouted.

"Admiral! Enemy fire is all targeted at us!"

"HOLD YOUR COURSE PILOT! WE'LL NOT GIVE UP! HAVE ALL OF THE EVERQUESTS TARGET THE ENEMIE'S CAPITAL SHIP AND....." The Grand Admiral disapeared in a puff of black and red smoke.

"....FIRE ALL TURBOLASERS AT IT! I ALSO WANT THEIR....*Looks around the new bridge* WHAT THE FUCK?? HOW THE HELL DID I GET HERE!?!" The Grand Admiral was transported onto the bridge of one of the Everquest cruisers. The bridge's crew as shocked to see the Grand Admiral as much as he was shocked that he was transported.

::The Enemy will be focusing it's firepower onto your command ship Grand Admiral. I've transported you through the force to another ship to keep you alive for the battle,:: it was Aelikes who transported him.

Thank you my lord. Many thanks.

"Never mind that crew. Not only do I want the Ion Cannons to continue to fire from the ITSD's, but I want ours to fire out too, launch all fighters. NOW DO IT!"

The enemy would have no idea that their target has switched command positions.
The Havoc and her sisters continued to bombard what was proported to be the flagship in order to consume it in a firey death.

And guided them in he did. The torpetoes landed upon the damaged ITSD's remaining shields and caused a huge rupture in it's hull, rendering it useless for the rest of the battle.
I smirked. "Bagged one. Now to end this. What?"

For I have sensed a disturbance in the Force. My sister and two Sith have come to Earth! I gritted my teeth. How could I have missed them coming in? But I was in the thick of the dogfight and couldn't reach them in time.

The Poltergeists were almost out from suicide missions. [/i]Damn.[/i]
"All right! I want all other fighters to fire their torpetoes directly at the bridge! Take out their sensor balls if you could! Do whatever it takes to win!"
"Where the hell are the reinforcements?!" The Captain of the Havoc cried as his bridge shook under the torpedo bombardments.

"Sir...take a look at this." The long-range sensors have spotted something. The captain quickly went over to the scanners, and then smiled. "Well, looks like the battle have turned today!"

For out of hyperspace came a powerful ship and her escorts. The Elite Star Destroyer Megalodon has finally arrived! It was 2500 meters of black arrowhead bristling with turbolaser cannons, ion cannons and missile launchers. It's shields were stronger than the ships the enemy fought before, making it one of the 10 'normal' flagships of the Coredian Navy! Escorting it were two MC-90 Star Cruisers, an Mk III Star Destroyer, two Strike Cruisers and five Wolfpacks (1 corvette, 4 gunships each) for antistarfighter defense. The tide has definitely turned!

"Target the nearest enemy ship, and execute an Alpha Strike." Commodore Samantha Lymann ordered crisply.

"Yes, Ma'am." The crew replied and got to work.

Every single weapon, turret and otherwise of the Megalodon targeted one of the Everquest cruisers and opened fire in a single devastating bombardment of energy and projectile. The escorts followed suit on the same ship, launching fresh fighters and bombers into the fray...

"That's where I come in. I need to be transported to the nearest Everquest Cruiser so I could meditate upon this battle. I could help us turn around and defeat the enemy miseribly" Aelikes stated, "I'll transport myself onto the planet's surfface later on."
"You'd better do it quickly for I see their reinforcements have arrived right about now." She smirked. That was not all. She had also sensed, out there among the dogfight, a presence she had not felt since...So, brother, you have showed up once again. How you have survived what happened five years ago, I'll never know. But mark my words. Once we meet on the ground, I'll shed your blood!

Losses:
1 ITSD
2 Everquest Cruisers
160 Fighters
Flag Ship ready for destruction
One ITSD heavily damaged
Another ITSD with Moderate Damage

4 Everquests untouched.
Losses:
80 fighters
1 ISD near breakup. Other ships recieved moderate to heavy damage by now.

Reinforcements:
1 Elite Star Destroyer
2 MC-90 Star Cruisers
1 Mk III Star Destroyer
2 Strike Cruisers
5 Wolfpacks (1 Corvette, 4 gunships per wolfpack)

bump. We must think of something before Saturday!

bump. We must think of something before Saturday!

OOC: I have an idea for the raiders


The Marines have begun to retreat under the onslaught, but for every inch they retreated, fire continued to pour through and attack the enemy marines. Grenades and rockets were tossed at them to take down the shields, even as a set of E-webs was set up and poured hundreds of blasterbolts per second onto the enemy.

"Hey, there's some guy trying to deactivate the mines."

"Detonate them." Came the cold reply, and the corridors shook with the explosion.

"Captain, the enemy's forcing us to retreat deeper into the ship."

"Very well. Order a fighter to take out the transport. Perhaps the vacuum will remove the scum for us. Oh, and release the droidekas." He added. As the destroyer droids rolled to the combat zone, an A-wing zoomed by and began to pepper the transport latched onto the hull with laserfire...

<Sir! They're attacking the transport! It's gunna blow!>

<Very well then. Turn on your environmental suits and activate gravity boots. Have your jet packs ready incase you somehow get sucked into the vacuum of space. Remember these suits are good for 2 hours in these conditions.>

<Sir! What about the mines?>

<Don't really care anymore! Run out into the middle of them and shoot while you're running! Use multiple grenades on the mines if you have to! Just get to the damn bridge!>

They then proceded through the mine field, the lower class troopers were sent first and they cleared through the mines, but their suits were sevearly wounded. The next few shots of enemy fire killed them, but at least most of the mines were out of the way.

<Fire all grenades at the enemies!>
OOC: total of 6 grenades each kirtir battle riffle.
I'll find a responce for the fleet soon enough....

EDIT:
BTW, is the Megaladon the name of the ship, or the star destroyer class?
I've been drawing plans for a Megaladon Class Towerless Star Destroyer...

<Sir! They're attacking the transport! It's gunna blow!>

<Very well then. Turn on your environmental suits and activate gravity boots. Have your jet packs ready incase you somehow get sucked into the vacuum of space. Remember these suits are good for 2 hours in these conditions.>

<Sir! What about the mines?>

<Don't really care anymore! Run out into the middle of them and shoot while you're running! Use multiple grenades on the mines if you have to! Just get to the damn bridge!>

They then proceded through the mine field, the lower class troopers were sent first and they cleared through the mines, but their suits were sevearly wounded. The next few shots of enemy fire killed them, but at least most of the mines were out of the way.

<Fire all grenades at the enemies!>
The grenades have caused alot of trouble for the troops as they retreated further into the ship, continuing to fire at the enemies all the while. The corridors of the Star Destroyer was a mess by the time the retreat was sounded, and it would be some time before it would be fully repaired, if the Quiver could get out of it.

In the thick of the battle, two destroyer droids rolled through a side corridor, deployed themselves and their shields and started targeting the enemy with rapid-fire lasers. Even Jedi have a tough time fighting these babies!

The lower spine of the bridge tower was the place of yet another deathtrap for the enemy, as there were a hell of a lot of E-webs set up at the turbolifts. And the lifts themselves were ordered to lock down so that the enemy won't take them. And if worst comes to worst, the captain had a suicidal plan...

OOC: total of 6 grenades each kirtir battle riffle.
I'll find a responce for the fleet soon enough....
OOC: I can offer you an honorable way out: surrender. ;)

EDIT:
BTW, is the Megaladon the name of the ship, or the star destroyer class?
I've been drawing plans for a Megaladon Class Towerless Star Destroyer...
OOC2: Name of the ship, after the Carcharodon Megalodon, the ancestor of the Great White Shark. It's also a ship that's been around for a while and survived every battle it's been in, so it and it's crew has much experience. Cool, eh?

The grenades have caused alot of trouble for the troops as they retreated further into the ship, continuing to fire at the enemies all the while. The corridors of the Star Destroyer was a mess by the time the retreat was sounded, and it would be some time before it would be fully repaired, if the Quiver could get out of it.

In the thick of the battle, two destroyer droids rolled through a side corridor, deployed themselves and their shields and started targeting the enemy with rapid-fire lasers. Even Jedi have a tough time fighting these babies!

<Sarge! Destroyers!>

<Grenader! You know what to do! TAKE COVER BOYS! Second squad! Move through the other level to reach the bridge! We'll meet you the shorter, trickier root!>

<Copy that sarge.>

Once again, the grenader reached into his backpack of grenades and chucked a few directly at the destroyer droids. It'd only take ~2-4 thermal detonaters to take care of them..... If you had them anyways. Several other troopers aimed at the enemy destroyer droids and shot their last grenades at them before they had to reload, causing even further damage to the surrounding area.


The lower spine of the bridge tower was the place of yet another deathtrap for the enemy, as there were a hell of a lot of E-webs set up at the turbolifts. And the lifts themselves were ordered to lock down so that the enemy won't take them. And if worst comes to worst, the captain had a suicidal plan...

The second squad met up at a closed turbolift door.
<Damn. Locked. How're we going to get through this?> one of the privates questioned in annoyance.

<Hold on there kid, let's show you the real way it's done,> yet another seargent stept up and began to cut through the door. His next plan was to use his rocket thrusters to keep him steady and cut through the wiring of the turbolifts, causing it to fall down to the bottom. Never to be used again(untill it's fixed). They would then proceed upward the turbolift area with their jet packs and cut through the bridge area. They once were onboard the ISD's, and they were extreamly familiar with the old designs.



OOC: I can offer you an honorable way out: surrender. ;)

Over my big....Fat.....White.....[Connecticut] Yankee Ass (;))!!!! It's Huntarian policy to never surrender (kirtir or malkir). Basicly, same viewing as the Japaniese durring WW2: A discrace. Which reminds me.....(may have found solution to problem).



OOC2: Name of the ship, after the Carcharodon Megalodon, the ancestor of the Great White Shark. It's also a ship that's been around for a while and survived every battle it's been in, so it and it's crew has much experience. Cool, eh?

I've known about the Megaladon for many years now(ok, at least 5) ever since my younger brother got interested in sharks. And yes, it's cool. So, I guess that means I can create the Megaladon Class Towerless Star Destroyer!

<Sarge! Destroyers!>

<Grenader! You know what to do! TAKE COVER BOYS! Second squad! Move through the other level to reach the bridge! We'll meet you the shorter, trickier root!>

<Copy that sarge.>

Once again, the grenader reached into his backpack of grenades and chucked a few directly at the destroyer droids. It'd only take ~2-4 thermal detonaters to take care of them..... If you had them anyways. Several other troopers aimed at the enemy destroyer droids and shot their last grenades at them before they had to reload, causing even further damage to the surrounding area.
The Destroyers were overwhelmed by the powerful grenades and detonators and turned into scrap metal. Soem of the crew, however, have doubled around one of the corridors and on a signal, they and the ones ahead of the enemy troopers turned the hallway these troopers were in into a no man's zone, with blaster bolts and grenades coming from seemingly all avenues of escape.

The second squad met up at a closed turbolift door.
<Damn. Locked. How're we going to get through this?> one of the privates questioned in annoyance.

<Hold on there kid, let's show you the real way it's done,> yet another seargent stept up and began to cut through the door. His next plan was to use his rocket thrusters to keep him steady and cut through the wiring of the turbolifts, causing it to fall down to the bottom. Never to be used again(untill it's fixed). They would then proceed upward the turbolift area with their jet packs and cut through the bridge area. They once were onboard the ISD's, and they were extreamly familiar with the old designs.
"Sir, they're breaching to the bridge!"

"Stand your ground, men! Helm, set a course for one of the enemy ships! If we can't take them down here, we'll take them down with us!"

"Aye, sir!"

The captain also held his finger on the self-destruct (set for thirty seconds to give some crew time to escape) button so that it would be the last thing he did if they killed him.

The course was set for the least damaged ITSD and the throttles opened to full power. After all, if they took that one out, the others would be easier pickings for the fleet. All that remained was to hold the bridge at all costs...

Over my big....Fat.....White.....[Connecticut] Yankee Ass (;))!!!! It's Huntarian policy to never surrender (kirtir or malkir). Basicly, same viewing as the Japaniese durring WW2: A discrace. Which reminds me.....(may have found solution to problem).
:eek: Why do I get the feeling that you'll be the death of more of my troops? Oh, and we don't take lightly to surrender either. After all, what's the point if your enemy will just find creative ways to torture and kill you? Anyway, if we cannot make you surrender, than we'll just have to settle for retreat!

I've known about the Megaladon for many years now(ok, at least 5) ever since my younger brother got interested in sharks. And yes, it's cool. So, I guess that means I can create the Megaladon Class Towerless Star Destroyer!
Yeah. And that means I can find a way to destroy it! :p

bump

The Destroyers were overwhelmed by the powerful grenades and detonators and turned into scrap metal. Soem of the crew, however, have doubled around one of the corridors and on a signal, they and the ones ahead of the enemy troopers turned the hallway these troopers were in into a no man's zone, with blaster bolts and grenades coming from seemingly all avenues of escape.

OOC: This is a little confusing. Mind if you could refrase it or explain what was happening?

[quote=CoreWorlds]
"Sir, they're breaching to the bridge!"

"Stand your ground, men! Helm, set a course for one of the enemy ships! If we can't take them down here, we'll take them down with us!"

"Aye, sir!"

The captain also held his finger on the self-destruct (set for thirty seconds to give some crew time to escape) button so that it would be the last thing he did if they killed him.

The course was set for the least damaged ITSD and the throttles opened to full power. After all, if they took that one out, the others would be easier pickings for the fleet. All that remained was to hold the bridge at all costs...

The second squad had successfully rendered the Turbolifts useless and cut the actuall elevator down to the bottom. By this time, they have cut through the turbolift's door which would lead to the bridge. The seargent had an idea on how to get the captain to be destracted. He decided to contact one of the fighters out side. If he was thinking correctly,

<Specter 87, I want you to ram the bridge! It's our only chance to get the captain away. Make the bridge shake violently!>

"Roger that Devil's ops. Commencing Kamakasi run. Good luck."

<Same to you. Men, hold on. It's going to get very bumpy in a little while.>


:eek: Why do I get the feeling that you'll be the death of more of my troops? Oh, and we don't take lightly to surrender either. After all, what's the point if your enemy will just find creative ways to torture and kill you? Anyway, if we cannot make you surrender, than we'll just have to settle for retreat!

That's exactly our reasoning!

No retreating either (same as surrender to us). We go down to the last man. Huntarians fight similar thus to.... Space Marines, possibly also similar thus to Mandalorians. Also, we don't care if we kill civillians to make us win(unlike Mandalorians). Huntarians do whatever it takes to get the job done.

The Destroyers were overwhelmed by the powerful grenades and detonators and turned into scrap metal. Soem of the crew, however, have doubled around one of the corridors and on a signal, they and the ones ahead of the enemy troopers turned the hallway these troopers were in into a no man's zone, with blaster bolts and grenades coming from seemingly all avenues of escape.

OOC: This is a little confusing. Mind if you could refrase it or explain what was happening?
OOC: Basically, my troops have used their knowledge of the ship's interior to double-back and surround your troops so that they could attack you from all possible sides.

The second squad had successfully rendered the Turbolifts useless and cut the actuall elevator down to the bottom. By this time, they have cut through the turbolift's door which would lead to the bridge. The seargent had an idea on how to get the captain to be destracted. He decided to contact one of the fighters out side. If he was thinking correctly,

<Specter 87, I want you to ram the bridge! It's our only chance to get the captain away. Make the bridge shake violently!>

"Roger that Devil's ops. Commencing Kamakasi run. Good luck."

<Same to you. Men, hold on. It's going to get very bumpy in a little while.>

"Sir! A fighter's making an attack run!"

"Keep the ship on course!"

The captain and his crew instinctively winced or ducked momentarily before the fighter crashed into the bridge shields, buckling it, but it held.

"ETA to collision with our big friend?" The Star Destroyer was still barreling down upon the least-damaged ITSD.

"2 minutes!"

"Very well!" Suddenly, laser fire began ringing out as the E-webs have spotted the enemy troops coming their way. A couple sounds of grenades firing could also be heard.

Let's hope we can take as many of these bastards as we can down with us! The captain thought as he pulled out his sidearm towards the door, his eye still on the self-destruct.

That's exactly our reasoning!

No retreating either (same as surrender to us). We go down to the last man. Huntarians fight similar thus to.... Space Marines, possibly also similar thus to Mandalorians. Also, we don't care if we kill civillians to make us win(unlike Mandalorians). Huntarians do whatever it takes to get the job done.
[Count Dooku]Then, I'm sorry old friend, but you shall be destroyed...[/Count Dooku]

OOC: Bump. What are we going to do for the time you are gone?

OOC: My character is sort of tagging along with Theao's at the moment, so I'm waiting for him.

ooc: and mine is waiting for the 'signal' to start deploying the mines/claymores.

bump

The pair of fighters from the Terran Dominion were ready, now they were just waiting on something to kill.

OOC:

Why are you still duking it out in space, land damn you, I want to kill something.

OOC: I am withdrawing from this RP due to lack of activity and general chaos. My character can be assumed to have left the complex and wandered off... somewhere.

OOC: Ok I'm back from my vacation at Cape Cod, Mass. Sorry I couldn't post up a warning or anything, but I left a day ahead of schedual (and that never happened before). This ended up as a last minute warning and we had to bed early (mum wouldn't let me even finnish my post the thursday I left). So now that I'm back, I'll be posting up a suicide run RP against CoreWorld's ships, and ram into them as a last resort (as it is I want to get to the land battle). Meanwhile, I have a new deadly Bioweapon idea which could be used for both FT and MT as well as another idea of how to escape death.

OOC: Ok I'm back from my vacation at Cape Cod, Mass. Sorry I couldn't post up a warning or anything, but I left a day ahead of schedual (and that never happened before). This ended up as a last minute warning and we had to bed early (mum wouldn't let me even finnish my post the thursday I left). So now that I'm back, I'll be posting up a suicide run RP against CoreWorld's ships, and ram into them as a last resort (as it is I want to get to the land battle). Meanwhile, I have a new deadly Bioweapon idea which could be used for both FT and MT as well as another idea of how to escape death.
OOC: All right! You're back! Now get crackin'! *Cracks whip*

OOC: *Waits for Huntaer to post, his shotgun close at hand if he starts lagging...*

OOC: After finding several websites which listed force powers, I'm going to be using.... several.... useful destructive powers......

IC:

"Sir! A fighter's making an attack run!"

"Keep the ship on course!"

The captain and his crew instinctively winced or ducked momentarily before the fighter crashed into the bridge shields, buckling it, but it held.

"ETA to collision with our big friend?" The Star Destroyer was still barreling down upon the least-damaged ITSD.

"2 minutes!"

"Very well!" Suddenly, laser fire began ringing out as the E-webs have spotted the enemy troops coming their way. A couple sounds of grenades firing could also be heard.

Let's hope we can take as many of these bastards as we can down with us! The captain thought as he pulled out his sidearm towards the door, his eye still on the self-destruct.

Onboard the other TSD....

"Sir! Enemy Star Destroyer is on a head on collision for us!"

"Helm! Alpha defensive pattern!"

"Aye sir!"

With quick efficiency, there was suddenly huge jets of smoke bursting upwards all around the outline of the TSD quickly forcing it directly beneath the attackers.

Wait. We're now just directly beneath the ship....
"Fire all Ion Cannons! Render that ship immobile! We want it captured, not destroyed!"

Brilliant bolts of blue energy was fired from the TSD and went towards the bottom of the enemy Star Destroyer....

"You'd better do it quickly for I see their reinforcements have arrived right about now." She smirked. That was not all. She had also sensed, out there among the dogfight, a presence she had not felt since...So, brother, you have showed up once again. How you have survived what happened five years ago, I'll never know. But mark my words. Once we meet on the ground, I'll shed your blood!

::I've changed my mind. Make forth towards the troops down below. There is a chance we could in here, but it's slim. Very slim. I have ordered my troops to make hast towards the nearest city and seize it incase the enemy desides to attack them from space. The Jedi wouldn't want to see the innocent get hurt....:: Though it wasn't visible, Aelikes had a very, large evil grin on his face. Yes, the Jedi wouldn't want to see the innocent be harmed. The troops were to make haste towards the nearest city which was closest to the Chronoskimmer compound.

OOC: After finding several websites which listed force powers, I'm going to be using.... several.... useful destructive powers......
OOC: Mwahahaha! I shall too! These ain't your ordinary Jedi!

IC:


Onboard the other TSD....

"Sir! Enemy Star Destroyer is on a head on collision for us!"

"Helm! Alpha defensive pattern!"

"Aye sir!"

With quick efficiency, there was suddenly huge jets of smoke bursting upwards all around the outline of the TSD quickly forcing it directly beneath the attackers.

Wait. We're now just directly beneath the ship....
"Fire all Ion Cannons! Render that ship immobile! We want it captured, not destroyed!"

Brilliant bolts of blue energy was fired from the TSD and went towards the bottom of the enemy Star Destroyer....
OOC: Smoke? In space?

IC:
"Sir, they're firing ion cannons!"

"It won't matter now! Brace for impact!" The captain ordered. The ship, even while sundered by ion cannons, dipped low enough to ensure that the 'sharp' end impacted the enemy like an arrow...

::I've changed my mind. Make forth towards the troops down below. There is a chance we could in here, but it's slim. Very slim. I have ordered my troops to make hast towards the nearest city and seize it incase the enemy desides to attack them from space. The Jedi wouldn't want to see the innocent get hurt....:: Though it wasn't visible, Aelikes had a very, large evil grin on his face. Yes, the Jedi wouldn't want to see the innocent be harmed. The troops were to make haste towards the nearest city which was closest to the Chronoskimmer compound.
The sudden move has caught the Army off-guard, but they recovered quickly and began to order evacuations even as they took over the defense of the city. Fortunately, the city was surrounded by relatively open space several miles from the forest, so that AT units could easily attack the troops without much trouble. The base itself was even worse, with miles of open space that could make a Pickett-style charge very, very costly.

At the same time, Lady Nightshade descended upon Coredia like an evil raven and began choosing a spot from where to land.

Some distance away from the battle.

The New Velkyan Merchantman Moria sailed through space to it's destination, the colony of Gilthanis V. Carrying mining equipment puchased by the colonists, the Moria's sensors suddenly lit up with warnings. The captain, Leon Davenport, yelled to the helmsman.

"What is it!"

"Heavy Ion signatures detected!"

"Take evasive action!"

"My god, sir, it's a battle"

They watched as one massive ship attempted to ram the other.

"Brace for shockwave, all hands, brace for impact!"

Some distance away from the battle.

The New Velkyan Merchantman Moria sailed through space to it's destination, the colony of Gilthanis V. Carrying mining equipment puchased by the colonists, the Moria's sensors suddenly lit up with warnings. The captain, Leon Davenport, yelled to the helmsman.

"What is it!"

"Heavy Ion signatures detected!"

"Take evasive action!"

"My god, sir, it's a battle"

They watched as one massive ship attempted to ram the other.

"Brace for shockwave, all hands, brace for impact!"
OOC: Please delete that. I have not allowed you in my thread.

OOC: Mwahahaha! I shall too! These ain't your ordinary Jedi!

OOC: I've got a list of powers you could use for both your light side and dark side characters to use (as of now, it's just mostly dark side) for the RP's.

Linky:
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=437926

Check it out.



OOC: Smoke? In space?

OOC: Well, not smoke exactly. It's actually suppose to be something like a quick impulse thrust to push the TSD downwards rather than slowly moving downwards like it usualy does. It's a quick emergency maneuver to evade colisions.


IC:
"Sir, they're firing ion cannons!"

"It won't matter now! Brace for impact!" The captain ordered. The ship, even while sundered by ion cannons, dipped low enough to ensure that the 'sharp' end impacted the enemy like an arrow...

The captain of the TSD overlooked one thing: The SD would fall if the ion cannons had hit the other ship.
oh shit..... He saw the tip of the SD begin to lower towards where the Conning Tower would be....


The sudden move has caught the Army off-guard, but they recovered quickly and began to order evacuations even as they took over the defense of the city. Fortunately, the city was surrounded by relatively open space several miles from the forest, so that AT units could easily attack the troops without much trouble. The base itself was even worse, with miles of open space that could make a Pickett-style charge very, very costly.

The Huntarian army moved into the city, slowly taking over the streets and government buildings shooting all in their path.

Meanwhile, onboard the shuttle....

Aelikes peered down a side window, and saw his army move towards the city as ordred. They responded just as we expected them to. Now, for a moment of inspiration....

"Lady Nightshade, could you please lower the ramp while we're still in the air? I have an idea which could help our troops to move quicker..."

OOC: I've got a list of powers you could use for both your light side and dark side characters to use (as of now, it's just mostly dark side) for the RP's.

Linky:
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=437926

Check it out.
OOC: I know about most of 'em. Took me a while to find the site...

OOC: Well, not smoke exactly. It's actually suppose to be something like a quick impulse thrust to push the TSD downwards rather than slowly moving downwards like it usualy does. It's a quick emergency maneuver to evade colisions.
OOC: Ah.


The captain of the TSD overlooked one thing: The SD would fall if the ion cannons had hit the other ship.
oh shit..... He saw the tip of the SD begin to lower towards where the Conning Tower would be....
The ISD lowered the tip even more, aiming for the back end of the TSD...

The Huntarian army moved into the city, slowly taking over the streets and government buildings shooting all in their path.
A vicious battle began to erupt as urban warfare broke out in the city. The Army would turn this city into a vertiable bloodbath if it was the last thing they did!

Meanwhile, onboard the shuttle....

Aelikes peered down a side window, and saw his army move towards the city as ordred. They responded just as we expected them to. Now, for a moment of inspiration....

"Lady Nightshade, could you please lower the ramp while we're still in the air? I have an idea which could help our troops to move quicker..."
"Very well." Nightshade lowered the ramp, wondering what Aelikes is planning.

In the meantime, a young Jedi Knight in a fighter broke off from the main battle in space, content that the reinforcements in the form of the Megalodon and her large and powerful fleet would take care of the enemy.

A vicious battle began to erupt as urban warfare broke out in the city. The Army would turn this city into a vertiable bloodbath if it was the last thing they did!

OOC: Is this Lady Nightshade's guys, or the Jedi's army? It's a bit confusing....


"Very well." Nightshade lowered the ramp, wondering what Aelikes is planning.

In the meantime, a young Jedi Knight in a fighter broke off from the main battle in space, content that the reinforcements in the form of the Megalodon and her large and powerful fleet would take care of the enemy.


Aelikes walked towards the lowered ramp and he felt the rush of wind across his breath mask. Lets see what the Jedi scum think of this....

He jumped off of the shuttle and free falled to the ground. He felt the rush of wind across his breath mask as he fell to the ground. How many times have I done this? Far too many. He smilled to himself, thinking upon his younger adventures of diving out of an open craft. Just as he neared the ground he lifted his body upward and activated both of his red-bladed wrist sabers. The speed he was traveling at was mind boggling, and bright blood red flames followed Aelikes as he soared through the air. He soon formed the Necrosis Order's emblem, which would soon be the cause of terror for the planets conquered by the Kirtir and their allies.

OOC: The method of the emblem hovering in the air is the same philosophy which Lord Voldemort used the Death Eater's sign every time his organization caused horror and havock. Read any of the Harry Potter books?

Note: The emblem is of the Kirtir symbol. Unfortunatly, I can't scann it into my computer or re-create it so for now I'll use the Sith Symbol (http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/Huntaer/Huntaer/Sith-logo-1.jpg)

OOC: Is this Lady Nightshade's guys, or the Jedi's army? It's a bit confusing....
OOC: Should have specified the Coredian Army, who has also moved in to counter your forces.

Aelikes walked towards the lowered ramp and he felt the rush of wind across his breath mask. Lets see what the Jedi scum think of this....

He jumped off of the shuttle and free falled to the ground. He felt the rush of wind across his breath mask as he fell to the ground. How many times have I done this? Far too many. He smilled to himself, thinking upon his younger adventures of diving out of an open craft. Just as he neared the ground he lifted his body upward and activated both of his red-bladed wrist sabers. The speed he was traveling at was mind boggling, and bright blood red flames followed Aelikes as he soared through the air. He soon formed the Necrosis Order's emblem, which would soon be the cause of terror for the planets conquered by the Kirtir and their allies.

OOC: The method of the emblem hovering in the air is the same philosophy which Lord Voldemort used the Death Eater's sign every time his organization caused horror and havock. Read any of the Harry Potter books?

Note: The emblem is of the Kirtir symbol. Unfortunatly, I can't scann it into my computer or re-create it so for now I'll use the Sith Symbol (http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a172/Huntaer/Huntaer/Sith-logo-1.jpg)
OOC: Read 'em and love 'em. And the spell is known as Morsemorde, IIRC.

IC:
For the civilians running from the city, it was a cause for more panic as the evil emblem was formed in the sky. For the Coredian troops, it was a sign that something wicked comes this way, and they redoubled their efforts to wipe the enemy off the face of the Earth.

Nightshade was faintly amused at the sign of the Dark Forces that the Sith Lord created as she set her ship down besides the Sith Lord and walked out of the shuttle, with Shannan or whoever he was in tow. "Interesting move you made, my friend."

OOC: Should have specified the Coredian Army, who has also moved in to counter your forces.

OOC: Ah, countering the counter then.


OOC: Read 'em and love 'em. And the spell is known as Morsemorde, IIRC.

OOC: Ya know, I somewhat remember that from the 4th book. I think it was mentioned right after the elf got "caught" by Crouch and the others....


IC:
For the civilians running from the city, it was a cause for more panic as the evil emblem was formed in the sky. For the Coredian troops, it was a sign that something wicked comes this way, and they redoubled their efforts to wipe the enemy off the face of the Earth.

Nightshade was faintly amused at the sign of the Dark Forces that the Sith Lord created as she set her ship down besides the Sith Lord and walked out of the shuttle, with Shannan or whoever he was in tow. "Interesting move you made, my friend."

OOC: I think you mean Warrior Shamman


IC:
"My master is a rather genius when it comes to causing terror to our enemies. He's studdied terror tactics for a long time, look at what he's doing now," Shamman pointed up at the sky.

The Sith emblem continued to burn in the sky, as Darth Aelikes soared through the air. He deactivated his sabers when the emblem was completed and he closed his eyes. The light-blue sky of earth slowly turned black as night and the clouds blocked out the sun. It soon became engulfed in darkness, and the Sith Emblem burned even brighter in the dark. If this causes panick, the Kirtir Dark Lord has only just begun...

OOC: Ah, countering the counter then.
OOC: Yup! :p


OOC: Ya know, I somewhat remember that from the 4th book. I think it was mentioned right after the elf got "caught" by Crouch and the others....
OOC: Yeah.


OOC: I think you mean Warrior Shamman
OOC: Thanks.

IC:
"My master is a rather genius when it comes to causing terror to our enemies. He's studdied terror tactics for a long time, look at what he's doing now," Shamman pointed up at the sky.

The Sith emblem continued to burn in the sky, as Darth Aelikes soared through the air. He deactivated his sabers when the emblem was completed and he closed his eyes. The light-blue sky of earth slowly turned black as night and the clouds blocked out the sun. It soon became engulfed in darkness, and the Sith Emblem burned even brighter in the dark. If this causes panick, the Kirtir Dark Lord has only just begun...
Lady Nightshade smirked. "Then let me add my own little brand of terror."

She closed her eyes and focused on the clouds, bringing dark winds upon the panicking populace. The clouds swiftly swirled around the city as the storm of the Dark Side formed. A couple of small tornadoes whirled onto the ground, purposely attacking the Coredians.

Meanwhile, the X-wing dove straight into the clouds, rocked by the intensifying winds. So, my sister and her allies have begun the ground assault with terror tactics. Very nice, Fiona, but you forgot one thing...I control the elements as well...

I focused the elements as well, rubbing the clouds against each other to build up electrical energy. A sizzling bolt of electricity suddenly slashed down towards a concentration of red-clad clonetroopers...

Lady Nightshade smirked. "Then let me add my own little brand of terror."

She closed her eyes and focused on the clouds, bringing dark winds upon the panicking populace. The clouds swiftly swirled around the city as the storm of the Dark Side formed. A couple of small tornadoes whirled onto the ground, purposely attacking the Coredians.

Tornadoes! An interesting brand of magic my lady.... Very usefull.
Aelikes thought to himself.



Meanwhile, the X-wing dove straight into the clouds, rocked by the intensifying winds. So, my sister and her allies have begun the ground assault with terror tactics. Very nice, Fiona, but you forgot one thing...I control the elements as well...

I focused the elements as well, rubbing the clouds against each other to build up electrical energy. A sizzling bolt of electricity suddenly slashed down towards a concentration of red-clad clonetroopers...

The lightning was deflected from the main center of the army, as it is that the central shielding was on (picture the gungan shields in Ep. I). It did, however, hit the ones which weren't underneath the shield. They were struck and their red armor was now a hot sizzling black, but it didn't kill them.

Wait a minute. A Jedi using natural lightning bolts? Now that's interesting. Aelikes felt the small X-wing fly through the clouds, and he soared towards it as he manipulated the force to blend him in with the surroundings. He pushed himself to Masaki's X-wing and posisitoned himself directly behind it. He made himself visible now, and he struck his own lightning directly towards the enemies engines....

Tornadoes! An interesting brand of magic my lady.... Very usefull.
Aelikes thought to himself.




[quote]The lightning was deflected from the main center of the army, as it is that the central shielding was on (picture the gungan shields in Ep. I). It did, however, hit the ones which weren't underneath the shield. They were struck and their red armor was now a hot sizzling black, but it didn't kill them.

Wait a minute. A Jedi using natural lightning bolts? Now that's interesting. Aelikes felt the small X-wing fly through the clouds, and he soared towards it as he manipulated the force to blend him in with the surroundings. He pushed himself to Masaki's X-wing and posisitoned himself directly behind it. He made himself visible now, and he struck his own lightning directly towards the enemies engines....
Hmm. Gonna take more than a little lightning to...what?! I thought as a lightning bolt struck my engines. I had only seconds before they overloaded, so I pulled the eject trigger and shot out of the X-wing before it exploded, sending flaming debris raining down on some hapless enemy soldiers.

I separated myself from my seat, and looked around for the enemy Sith who did that while I slowed my fall with the Force.

Hmm. Gonna take more than a little lightning to...what?! I thought as a lightning bolt struck my engines. I had only seconds before they overloaded, so I pulled the eject trigger and shot out of the X-wing before it exploded, sending flaming debris raining down on some hapless enemy soldiers.

I separated myself from my seat, and looked around for the enemy Sith who did that while I slowed my fall with the Force.

An evil cackle soon filled the air so that all could hear it (voldemort's laugh). ::You Jedi fool! Did you think that you're going up against an ordinary Sith Lord? No my young Jedi. I'm not a Sith Lord. I am something other than a Sith. Something.... More powerfull and deadly.::

He appeared in front of the Masaki Jedi and hurled giant bolts of lightning towards him.

Darth Aelikes continued to cackle loudly in the process.

An evil cackle soon filled the air so that all could hear it (voldemort's laugh). ::You Jedi fool! Did you think that you're going up against an ordinary Sith Lord? No my young Jedi. I'm not a Sith Lord. I am something other than a Sith. Something.... More powerfull and deadly.::

He appeared in front of the Masaki Jedi and hurled giant bolts of lightning towards him.

Darth Aelikes continued to cackle loudly in the process.
Oh, crap! I yelled inwardly as I called up my powers to block the powerful lightning bolts. I caught the lightning with some pain, and threw it back at the Self-Proclaimed uberSith guy with a smirk.

Oh, crap! I yelled inwardly as I called up my powers to block the powerful lightning bolts. I caught the lightning with some pain, and threw it back at the Self-Proclaimed uberSith guy with a smirk.

::HAHAHA. I'm not a sith you know. Your sister could explain it to you.... HAHAHA!:: He then formed a ball of red and blue fire and hurled it towards (Daniel??) Masaki. ::You're about to find that the Kirtir are a more, formidable opponent for which you're not prepaired for.:: Aelikes continued to cackle loudly.

::HAHAHA. I'm not a sith you know. Your sister could explain it to you.... HAHAHA!:: He then formed a ball of red and blue fire and hurled it towards (Daniel??) Masaki. ::You're about to find that the Kirtir are a more, formidable opponent for which you're not prepaired for.:: Aelikes continued to cackle loudly.
Lightning and fire met in mid-air in a deafening explosion as I landed on my feet like a cat and readied my lightsaber.

"We'll see about that, Kirtir!" I yelled back and disappeared in a small cloud of smoke, reappearing to strike Aelikes' back.

Meanwhile, Nightshade watched the battle unfold with amusement, then she remembered her duty. "Come, Shamman. We have our duty to conduct."

Lightning and fire met in mid-air in a deafening explosion as I landed on my feet like a cat and readied my lightsaber.

"We'll see about that, Kirtir!" I yelled back and disappeared in a small cloud of smoke, reappearing to strike Aelikes' back.

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Meanwhile, Nightshade watched the battle unfold with amusement, then she remembered her duty. "Come, Shamman. We have our duty to conduct."

OOC: What duty was that? Raiding the compound?

IC: "Of course My Lady. I'm ready when you're ready." Shamman readied his lightsaber whips in both hands and followed Nightshade.

OOC: What duty was that? Raiding the compound?

IC: "Of course My Lady. I'm ready when you're ready." Shamman readied his lightsaber whips in both hands and followed Nightshade.
OOC: Yup.

The Dark Lady knew where the military base was, but didn't quite know where the actual compound was, so she would have to search for it. Or else use Shamman. "Actually, lead the way to the compound. You know it better than I."

OOC: Yup.

The Dark Lady knew where the military base was, but didn't quite know where the actual compound was, so she would have to search for it. Or else use Shamman. "Actually, lead the way to the compound. You know it better than I."

"Fair enough my lady. Souldn't we have a squad of troopers stand by behind us? These Jedi are very clever," Shamman continued to walk towards the compound from his memory, but something came across his mind. "Wait. I need my droid, '59. I need his help with hacking into the security net work. And only he will do. We need to quickly divert ourselfs to the main command center of the army."

The men from the Dominion were ready and waiting. They could hear a fighting near them, so they knew the enemy was coming. Anything that gets through the front door will get an AP bullet between the eyes from Belmont.

"Fair enough my lady. Souldn't we have a squad of troopers stand by behind us? These Jedi are very clever," Shamman continued to walk towards the compound from his memory, but something came across his mind. "Wait. I need my droid, '59. I need his help with hacking into the security net work. And only he will do. We need to quickly divert ourselfs to the main command center of the army."
"Very well, we shall find a good squad and your droid." Nightshade nodded as the battle between her brother and the Kirtir Sith Lord continued to rage.

"Very well, find a good squad and your droid." Nightshade nodded as the battle between her brother and the Kirtir Sith Lord continued to rage.

Shamman turned the bottom of his wrist upwards, and pressed a button which sounded an alarm, then pressed a second button with a different alarm. "We only have to wait for a few minutes my lady, then we shall procede forward."

It wasn't long indeed before Shamman saw HK-59 "jogging" towards Shamman and Nightshade.

"Greetings: It is a pleasure to see you alive Master Shamman. It seems like it has been a long time since the project has started."

"Actually, it was only a few days."

"Ah. What does the young apprentice wish?"

"Warrior, actually HK. Update that in your memory banks. I need your skills in hacking into networks once we enter the Chronoskimmer project's area. I also would like 'Chief' to be deleated if possible."

"Conjecter: Master, I highly doubt that we could harm 'Chief' in anyway. Remember, being a supercomputer himself, he could easily deleat my efforts. I'll do my best however."

"Good. Now, let's get going."

Shamman and '59 lead Lady Nightshade and the squad of Clones to the compound.

As they headed off to the compound, the Kirtir Sith Lord and I danced the duel of death. The Force was a rolling mass of energy between us as lightning, fire and other magical/psychic forms of energy were launched and dodged, then came the lightsaber clashes, clashes that would kill normal men, or even normal Jedi. But neither one of us were normal, not by any stretch of the imagination...

As they headed off to the compound, the Kirtir Sith Lord and I danced the duel of death. The Force was a rolling mass of energy between us as lightning, fire and other magical/psychic forms of energy were launched and dodged, then came the lightsaber clashes, clashes that would kill normal men, or even normal Jedi. But neither one of us were normal, not by any stretch of the imagination...

Neither one. They were almost equally matched (Aelikes is [i]slightly[i] above Daniel). "The force is strong in you young one. I sence that you aren't exactly of a Jedi," his lightsaber's met Masaki's and sparks flew as the swords fell. "But be warned though, it will take anger to kill me. Anger, which I sence, is burried deep beneith you. Release it. Feel it's power. Then, and only then you can kill me."

OOC: I'm thinking of a neat plot here. Aelikes cut's of Masaki's arm or something like that, alowing him to escape. Later on in the Civil War (you know which one), Masaki encounters Aelikes and fights him again. Only that time, it's Masaki who's victorious.

Neither one. They were almost equally matched (Aelikes is [i]slightly[i] above Daniel). "The force is strong in you young one. I sence that you aren't exactly of a Jedi," his lightsaber's met Masaki's and sparks flew as the swords fell. "But be warned though, it will take anger to kill me. Anger, which I sence, is burried deep beneith you. Release it. Feel it's power. Then, and only then you can kill me."

OOC: I'm thinking of a neat plot here. Aelikes cut's of Masaki's arm or something like that, alowing him to escape. Later on in the Civil War (you know which one), Masaki encounters Aelikes and fights him again. Only that time, it's Masaki who's victorious.
OOC: He's too good to be mutilated that way, athough a good combination of attacks that ends up with him being blasted into a wall or something would do.

IC:
"You sure you want that?" I smirked coldly. "I've tasted darkness before, and believe me, it isn't a pretty sight."

I launched a series of dizzying swords combos that threatened to push my foe into a position of disadvantage.

OOC: He's too good to be mutilated that way, athough a good combination of attacks that ends up with him being blasted into a wall or something would do.

OOC: I have several ideas.... won't post them yet though.


IC:
"You sure you want that?" I smirked coldly. "I've tasted darkness before, and believe me, it isn't a pretty sight."

I launched a series of dizzying swords combos that threatened to push my foe into a position of disadvantage.


"Hyea!" Aelikes was suddenly behind his opponent and threw him across the area and struck. "Assassin's rush, Masaki. Like it?" He grins inside his breath mask, "here's something that may interest you..." He clenched is arms and roared really loud as a blinding red light emitted from his body and a huge wave could be felt, which would knock off everyone within a 20 diamiter radious. He was now twice the size, twice the height, and twice the power.
He laughed, "brave fool. I'll continue to fight you to your death or untill I find a way to immobilize you! My powers reach beyond ANY sith lord's dream. There are none to compair either."

OOC: I have several ideas.... won't post them yet though.

"Hyea!" Aelikes was suddenly behind his opponent and threw him across the area and struck. "Assassin's rush, Masaki. Like it?" He grins inside his breath mask, "here's something that may interest you..." He clenched is arms and roared really loud as a blinding red light emitted from his body and a huge wave could be felt, which would knock off everyone within a 20 diamiter radious. He was now twice the size, twice the height, and twice the power.
He laughed, "brave fool. I'll continue to fight you to your death or untill I find a way to immobilize you! My powers reach beyond ANY sith lord's dream. There are none to compair either."
I was blasted off my feet and rolled backwards onto my feet in a crouching position, then I called my saber to me. Then I chuckled as I wiped blood from my lips. "Heh. You wanna bet?"

I made a quick hand-seal and muttered a spell ("Kage Bunshin no Jutsu"). Five clones of me appeared in a cloud of dust and surrounded the Sith Lord. "You like my dopplegangers? Same powers, same weapons as I have. Get 'im, boys!"

With a warcry, my clones attacked the Sith Lord with their sabers, hoping to bring him down by weight of numbers.

OOC: Kage Bunshin, unlike illusionary clones, are clones that can attack. Only drawback is that they use a bit of energy and that they die after one hit, poofing into smoke.

I was blasted off my feet and rolled backwards onto my feet in a crouching position, then I called my saber to me. Then I chuckled as I wiped blood from my lips. "Heh. You wanna bet?"

I made a quick hand-seal and muttered a spell ("Kage Bunshin no Jutsu"). Five clones of me appeared in a cloud of dust and surrounded the Sith Lord. "You like my dopplegangers? Same powers, same weapons as I have. Get 'im, boys!"

With a warcry, my clones attacked the Sith Lord with their sabers, hoping to bring him down by weight of numbers.

"Clones with sabers? Pitiful. The average Kirtir and Malkir Master could call upon clones from the force," he reached one of his hands up into the air and bolts of purple/white lighting erupted, flowing to the clones, draining the life from them (though the Kirtir dude doesn't actually gain anything from it....). "HAHA! Feel my wraith!" He then made his other hand move towards Masaki's area and lifted him by the throat through the force, slightly choking him. He then closed his arm and fist, causing Masaki to lift further into the air and then dropping him (kind of a "Force Crush" type move). "There are few who could escape that. Though, I sence that one day, you will beable to...."

EDIT:
OOC: Need to disapear for a few hours to go to band camp....

"UGH!" I yelped as I slammed into the ground after being dropped. I think I heard a rib crack, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing my pain. "Two can play at that game!"

I focused and began to crush my enemy's chest to immobilize him momentarily, then unleashed a very powerful blast of lightning from my other hand. I call it my "Lightning Crush" attack.

"UGH!" I yelped as I slammed into the ground after being dropped. I think I heard a rib crack, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing my pain. "Two can play at that game!"

I focused and began to crush my enemy's chest to immobilize him momentarily, then unleashed a very powerful blast of lightning from my other hand. I call it my "Lightning Crush" attack.


"I thought the Jedi don't use dark side powers. Or, are you a new order where your views aren't as flawed as the older Jedi order?" Aelikes blocked the lightning with his sword, but he felt the pain inside his chest. He shrugged off most of the effect, but he became sevearly out of breath. His heavy breathing became apparent when Masaki heard Aelikes breath through his breath mask (picture, how darth vader was breathing after he tossed Palpatine overboard). This didn't help Masaki though. Instead of giving up, Aelikes used this new pain to fuel his anger, adding to his strength. He quickly put away his single-hilt red blades and took out two saber whips. "Lets see you worm your way out of this one!" He thrashed the whips at Masaki's legs, hoping that they would entangle with his legs so that he could pull Masaki to the ground. He then had another painfull idea...

"I thought the Jedi don't use dark side powers. Or, are you a new order where your views aren't as flawed as the older Jedi order?" Aelikes blocked the lightning with his sword, but he felt the pain inside his chest. He shrugged off most of the effect, but he became sevearly out of breath. His heavy breathing became apparent when Masaki heard Aelikes breath through his breath mask (picture, how darth vader was breathing after he tossed Palpatine overboard). This didn't help Masaki though. Instead of giving up, Aelikes used this new pain to fuel his anger, adding to his strength. He quickly put away his single-hilt red blades and took out two saber whips. "Lets see you worm your way out of this one!" He thrashed the whips at Masaki's legs, hoping that they would entangle with his legs so that he could pull Masaki to the ground. He then had another painfull idea...
I merely smiled. "I do what I must to protect, and that's why in the end, I will win..."

I deftly jumped over the whips, flipped once, and found myself slashing my blade towards the Sith's head...

I merely smiled. "I do what I must to protect, and that's why in the end, I will win..."

I deftly jumped over the whips, flipped once, and found myself slashing my blade towards the Sith's head...

The Kirtir Lord easily blocked the blades with his whips with a loud *CRACK.* "SO! You are better than Jedi! Excellent! This should be one interesting battle then!" Aelikes then hovered 15ft into the air, put away one of the whips, and took out one of his other single hilts then activated it.
"Taste some of this power!" He took his saber and sliced it through the air, and instead of sending out sparks, he used an old brand of Kirtir magic which emitted bright blue swords, which causes a shockwave on impact.

OOC: Flayed fable? It's suppose to be like the sword of Eon's power at the finnal level. If only I could find a picture....

The Kirtir Lord easily blocked the blades with his whips with a loud *CRACK.* "SO! You are better than Jedi! Excellent! This should be one interesting battle then!" Aelikes then hovered 15ft into the air, put away one of the whips, and took out one of his other single hilts then activated it.
"Taste some of this power!" He took his saber and sliced it through the air, and instead of sending out sparks, he used an old brand of Kirtir magic which emitted bright blue swords, which causes a shockwave on impact.

OOC: Flayed fable? It's suppose to be like the sword of Eon's power at the finnal level. If only I could find a picture....
"Whoa!" I dodged the blue exploding swords and made for my own retaliation. I sent large, crackling electroballs at the Sith Lord that would explode and shock him when they got near.

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Warrior Shamman, HK-59, the troops, and Lady Nightshade soon found themselfs in the front doors of the Chronoskimmer Project.

"Querry: Should we knock master?"

"No, '59. Seargent?"

<Yes sir?>

"Get some explosives ready around the door. We're going to blast our way through.... Unless, Lady Nightshade has a suggestion. I'm all ears."

Warrior Shamman, HK-59, the troops, and Lady Nightshade soon found themselfs in the front doors of the Chronoskimmer Project.

"Querry: Should we knock master?"

"No, '59. Seargent?"

<Yes sir?>

"Get some explosives ready around the door. We're going to blast our way through.... Unless, Lady Nightshade has a suggestion. I'm all ears."
"Wait a moment..." She smiled, as an explosion suddenly ruptured the area, courtesy of Daniel and his friends mining the front entrance. "My brother is clever, very clever. You'll need a new sergeant."

"Wait a moment..." She smiled, as an explosion suddenly ruptured the area, courtesy of Daniel and his friends mining the front entrance. "My brother is clever, very clever. You'll need a new sergeant."


"Indeed. We can shut them down ourselfs you know. Lighning will cause the mines to explode."

"Indeed. We can shut them down ourselfs you know. Lighning will cause the mines to explode."
"Correct." She said, and curled lightning around her hands and lashed them out at other mines, clearing a path to the doorway. Her lightning is not as powerful as her brother's, but it'll do for now. "Let's go."

“Here we go.” said Belmont quietly on the radio. He lined the shot at the door as the mine blew.

Derek rested his HK MG 36 machine gun on the floor and waited for the first one to enter. Raoul was on knee beside him with his HK G36C assault rifle ready to feel somebody with hot lead.

Demetrius and Makya were about fifty feet behind them. Demetrius has his twin Beretta 93R automatic pistols out and ready. Makya had his Colt 'Python Elite' revolver out and ready. Each of their guns was loaded with AP rounds.