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Zactarn Prime is holding a party and meeting for all Intergalactic leaders and Ambassadors. We have many activities to do and will be discussing many matters. The hosts are RADK Droid Model Number # Bob, Darth Vaclavious, Vi Vaclavious, and House Speaker Fdar Trede. They will be hosting and doing everything tonight. If anyone would like they may stay an extra day but that is up to them and we strongly encourage everyone to bring ANY pet. We have 2 dragons. We hope to see you here. Upon landing you will be escorted. You MUST wait for an escort or will be treated as a hostile and shot upon at will.

I have no pets. I find them to be an unwanted nuisance. However, I, Darth Totalius of the Moving Throne, would like to join this meeting, in hopes that it would strengthen the ties between your forces and mine. I will be arriving alone, as I am not so competently weak to assume the protection of guards; I can defend myself quite well. I assume there will be many things to discuss.

Yes there will upon landing you will be escorted for protection reasons.

OOC: we've been RP'ing together alot lately huh

bump

OOC: I'm getting used to seeing your name pop up....argh.

IC:

He never moved around in a shuttle. Never. He would rather die a great and valiant death aboard his flagship, in it's empty fallowed halls and it's dark chasmic stomach and it's shattered hulls than lurk about in the unjustly disgracefulness of his shuttles. He clearly would not, and could not stand being in such a tight uncomfortable spot. So he would do what he always did. He traveled on his throne, the Moving Throne, where he sired the planet codenamed Catastrophe's first academy. It is here on this ship that his academy exists, that on other flagships that his other academies exist, that his vaunted teachigns teach his students the ways of betrayal, deception, and hunger.

Immediately, he set his fleet, his entire fleet, set towards the lands of Zactarn Prime, his forces entering the crisp tunnel like trail of hyperspace, the blue magnificent trails around them glowing glistening power, as his commanders tried in vain to keep their location on course. He said nothing, for how could he? He could not say anything at all. He could not say anything recognizable, only the ones that he uses the Force, or the emptiness he creates.

The flash of space one again began the dark void it truly was, and he descended quickly, and his armies, upon Zactarn Prime, the flagship of Catastrophe at it's helm. He demanded only two escorts, two capital ships that followed his own flagship unto the planet's available spots, where the rest of his forces, alway moving, lurked above in the sky.

The capital ship landed and immediatly 63 Snipers from atop two buildings pointed the guns at the Sith Lord's head as he stepped out. 63 liitle red dots were on the back of his head. A Cyber Hunter scanned him from a distance clearing of threats. A squad of Deathknights then walked toward him and asked him,

"Why are you here?"

"I believe I had a meeting, as well as others." Totalius rasped through his shattered voice, his words a screeching pain.

"Ok yes follow us. You may take your ship and bring it with or we can take it to a private hangar. Either way for safety procautions you must ride with us. Do not be alarmed we wil;l not do anything to harm you."
the leader of the squad said.

He then pointed to the snipers who then took off their aim and resumed readyness for antoher landing.

Totalius lifted his fingers, and his ships knew their signal; they knew their orders. "They will rejoin the rest of my fleet. However, would you not mind to have any fuel? Things like this are not so prominently useful to have when you are running out." He followed them, but still queried.

"Fuel? Like spaceship fuel or anything? If that is what you mean then no." said the Leader in a daze.

"Such a pity. Then I guess I will have to find another prominent supplier." He said, as he followed them still. "How much longer will this pretentious journey take?"

"O we can supply you fuel but I thought you ment you would supply us. We will arrive in about 10 minutes." said the Leader

"Good. Perhaps after we can talk the fuel." Totalius would have laughed at that moment, but his voice and his broken tattered soul did not allowed him to. He was an empty shell, nearly a ghost of a man, but he yet still lived to a certain degree. It was hard, as it always was, to describe such a man.

Admiral Peter Hunczh was aboard the flagship of the Vuhifellian Space Fleet, the dreadnought, Heart's Desire. He switched on the diplomatic viewscreen on his personal Captain's holopanel.

"Diplomatic Conference at Zactarn Prime, hmm, seems interesting, corporal Meyers!"

Corporal Meyers was in charge of telling the FTL controll crews on Earth that the ship was ready to transmit matter.

"Tell the crews on Earth that the FTL satellites should send us to this meeting, just us, not the rest of the fleet."

"Yes sir"

He punched in a few commands on his holopanel, and was immediately granted access to matter transmit the ship.

"Matter Transmission to Zactarn Prime coordinates in 5 sir!"

5 seconds passed, and a blue light engulfed the 7 kilometer long ship, breaking up its matter into pieces smaller than a quark, then, several Earth hours later, they began to materialize again just outside of the Zactarn Prime system.

"Set engines to full thrust, send a message to our friends over there, tell them we're coming."

"Yes sir, [On radio] This is the Vuhifellian Warship Heart's Desire, requesting Zactarn Permission to land diplomatic officials on your surface."

The small little transport was hoovering along a crowded higway when it veered off into a clearing. The clearing slowl got colder and colder until they go into a deep woods (http://www.siskiyous.edu/shasta/map/pd/wm-th4.jpg). They kept going and went over the snowy mountain. They were on the mountain dodging trees and rocks going incredibly fast. The little transport rocked side to side as the speed rose yet higher. They pushed onward almost at the peak. They were tracing up the face of the mountain now they were getting higher and higher with oxygen levels dropping. The transport Darted Passed a Unicorn towards a castle. (http://www.ezthemes.com/previews/m/mysticialunicorns.jpg) It powered on untill it slammed the brakes and halted. It stopped. They all got out and Totalius was escorted to the Party Room. The room was huge. A beautiful stunning thing it was. The walls had several different types of stone engraved in them. Darth Vaclavious walked to Totalius and said,

"How are you?"

Admiral Peter Hunczh was aboard the flagship of the Vuhifellian Space Fleet, the dreadnought, Heart's Desire. He switched on the diplomatic viewscreen on his personal Captain's holopanel.

"Diplomatic Conference at Zactarn Prime, hmm, seems interesting, corporal Meyers!"

Corporal Meyers was in charge of telling the FTL controll crews on Earth that the ship was ready to transmit matter.

"Tell the crews on Earth that the FTL satellites should send us to this meeting, just us, not the rest of the fleet."

"Yes sir"

He punched in a few commands on his holopanel, and was immediately granted access to matter transmit the ship.

"Matter Transmission to Zactarn Prime coordinates in 5 sir!"

5 seconds passed, and a blue light engulfed the 7 kilometer long ship, breaking up its matter into pieces smaller than a quark, then, several Earth hours later, they began to materialize again just outside of the Zactarn Prime system.

"Set engines to full thrust, send a message to our friends over there, tell them we're coming."

"Yes sir, [On radio] This is the Vuhifellian Warship Heart's Desire, requesting Zactarn Permission to land diplomatic officials on your surface."


You have permission to land in front of the castle you will be escorted in.

Totalius, in his long blood red robes, his skull mask, his faint expression, endless void of eyes, his creeping shadows and his raspign mask, as a pair of lightsabers stood faintly at his side, a great long dark stone saber handing at his waist, his greave firmly in his hands, his cape hangly adrift. He was solemn man who seldom talkd much to strangers, but recently Darth Totalius had taken more confidence into the incessant power of conversing.

"I am quite well." Totalius told him, still as stone as his arms were crossed behind his back. "I can ask a similiar question to you."

"I am fine thank you. I get the feeling your not much of a talker. Well that's quite alright. Would you like to do anything?" asked Darth Vaclavious

"Well, you have called leaders of such entities here, and as such, being that no wars havebeen lately present to curb my hunger, I have come. Or is there a reschedulement or a cancellation?"

"No it is still going on. May I get you anything to drink or eat?"

"I can't drink or eat. When you detached yourself to work from raw elements of food, you begin to be unable to consume things properly." He gasped. "Well, if there is nothing else, can you give me an overview of the purpose of this invitation?"