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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on May 1, 2009 21:50:35 GMT -5
OOC since you wont say we've arrived i guess i'll do that part even though Karite doesn't know the way Nergs. XD I'm going to bring in one of my old characters as an NPC so if anyone has a problem with that say now or hold your peace. Karite soon saw the vast temple in the shape of a grand pyramid, and he was caught up by the sight for a moment. "So that's the Jedi temple, it's a bit different then I expected to tell you the truth. Scanning the area he also noticed the most consentration of military near the jedi temple, all the lights were off, it was the day time but it was still somewhat odd. "Is there some sort of quarentine?" asked Karite as he motioned to all the military up ahead. Karite continued moving forward towards the temple's gates hopping to see what was going on.... A cloaked figure watched Chax and Karite's progress. "Don't tell me they plan to qualtz right up to the jedi temple looking like that...." said the man in the robe as he had been monitoring recent events carefully making sure he remained forgotten. Being the apprentice of the Jedi Knight Drake have given him reason to worry when Jedi started disappearing. He had skills out of his days before becoming a jedi which helped him survive well enough without the force. The hieghtened security as perked his interests once more, and with no allegance to either the jedi or the sith he had previously been assoshiated with he decided it was time to check just were he stood on the matter. For now he just continued obserbing, as he moved through the city....
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Post by Darth Nergul on May 3, 2009 20:58:40 GMT -5
"I would think so," Chax replied, looking around. This place was usually open the last time he checked, though that was some time ago. "I don't, and I don't suppose you do, check up on recent news. Anyways, I don't think it'll hurt to just check it out."
The Sith showed his disappointment with a small growl when his prey continued to move along. He decided, however, that a little help would make it easier, if not necessary. Being a normal human he had the advantage here. Kazral grabbed a hold of one of the soldiers and said, "You know about the winged man, correct? I can help you track him, and with no catch. I just want to see monsters destroyed; yes, he is a dangerous man, or should I say creature? Come now, gather some of your comrades and tell them to come with me. If anyone asks, I'll say you were the one who killed the almighty destroyer."
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Post by bruinfamer on May 7, 2009 16:00:35 GMT -5
OOC: Well since we're all in the Jedi Temple, I guess we could all just go there, but this part right here is for Nergs.
The soldier looked at the crazy man as he grabbed a hold of him. He listened to the words of the man then looked at the others, who had their guns raised at the mysterious man. "Let go of him, now!" said one of the soldiers. The soldier being held began shaking himself loose and in doing so, took out his blaster pistol.
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Post by Darth Nergul on May 7, 2009 17:45:47 GMT -5
Kazral simply let go of the soldier he had grabbed, backing away a little bit. "You don't need to be so hostile," he said, trying to calm them down. His arms were kept away from his body to try to show he couldn't reach for a weapon. "I just wanted to help." For a moment he paused, thinking about why these soldiers would get offended by simple actions. "My offer is still available. I will be following the winged man by myself." And so he departed from them and headed towards the temple...
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Post by Nero Sasaki on May 8, 2009 7:08:54 GMT -5
OOC: i know this is a little weird and all but i couldn't really think of anything else to do so with lots of boredom and suger this fell out of my head
Shinra continued to follow the scent of the Mitsukai and as he pass though a crowd he or heard a man speaking with some solders and was the words "winged man" left the mans lips Shinra stopped and then stood up strate as he hid his tail under his robes as he walked away about twenty yards and hid around a corner, and as he did controlling the air around the area the men wear talking razor winds appeared at the back of each solders neck just before flying though them leaving them all headless.
once the men where all dead Shinra turned the corner at ran at Kazral and grabbed him and leap up into the air as his wings spread wide as they contained to fly higher and higher
"well it seems you and i are looking for the same person" said Shinra as he cackled childishly before flying downward and place Kazral back on his feet fifty yards away from the jedi temple, Shinra smile under his hood as he walked forward hiding his wings once more.
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Post by bruinfamer on May 11, 2009 0:05:03 GMT -5
OOC:Ummmm, Nero, you work for Cain, right? Well, you just killed our own troops...
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Post by Nero Sasaki on May 11, 2009 19:40:22 GMT -5
OOC: eh well Shinra is barely sain as it is so i mean whats a little reckless killing to go along with it. but i mean if you want me to i can fix my post and we can go on as if it never happened
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Post by Darth Nergul on May 17, 2009 1:24:39 GMT -5
OOC: Hm... so I suppose you're keeping your post the same? I was wondering.. I suppose I'll assume yes.
Kazral was caught off guard by being swept into the air, and when he was ready to counter-attack he realized that perhaps this was not a hostile move. When they got to the ground the Sith stumbled away to get his distance. "Was that necessary?" he asked with a harsh tone, reaching for one of his blades. "At the very least I don't need the attention, but I also was trying to manipulate them into killing the one we're searching for." He sighed and put his lightsaber away, calming himself down. "Anyways, we better go to the temple.."
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Post by bruinfamer on Jul 3, 2009 8:51:06 GMT -5
Don had arrived back at HQ. Martial Law was still active on Coruscant, where troops were seen everywhere you went. This wasn't the best way to get the citizens on your side. This is how rebellions started, and this is how countless, innocent lives were lost. Honestly, what was the point of this martial law? Citizens were told to be in their homes by 11 o'clock, hurting the night life on Coruscant, unless some soldiers who weren't on duty decided to grab a drink or whatever. Don had a bad feeling this would turn around and bite him hard in the ass, but orders were orders.
Walking past several officers working on paper work and other things, Captain Welsch walked alongside him, carrying a bunch of paper work.
"This just arrived for you today sir, from How to Run a Business. Should I send it back?"
"That won't be necessary. I have to find some way to make some money for when I retire in about 20 years." said Don as he took the papers from Welsch and walked into his office, chuckling. "Welsch, have you had some time off lately?"
"Can't say I have sir."
"Well today's your lucky day. Two Week leave, Captain. Go enjoy yourself, you deserve it."
"Why, thank you sir." said Welsch as he saluted Marka and walked away, Marka closing the door behind him. Don placed the paper work on his desk and his blaster on top of it. He would look at the paper work later after he got out of the shower.
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Post by Dak on Jul 4, 2009 21:10:41 GMT -5
Dak had finished his buisness with Jarga, he was a free man now, a man who was about to sell his soul away again, some people never learn. Dak had heard about Lon's attempts to bring back his old swoop gang, it was an interesting attempt, but it would more then likely fail, with a bang. Giving up on this Merc and enforcer work, Dak turned back to his original goal, join the Republic, he was after all a healthy male, with previous training, something that was looked for in most recruits. Dak had left Lon's apartment only a couple of hours ago, taking the time to refelct on if he really wanted to do this, he did. Dak got into a air taxi, and looked at the city from above as the taxi moved towards the Republic recruiting center, that really seemed to be more of an HQ then anything else. The taxi weaved in and out of trafic, narrowly avoiding a collision with an oncoming air speeder. The taxi dropped down from the sky, barreling straight for the ground, then about four hundred feet above the ground it pulled up, "Great, I got the retard for a driver" Dak said under his breath, he had to grab onto something to prevent himself from flying into the floor. The taxi raced towards the Republic's HQ on Coruscant, at a surprisingly fast speed, perhaps the taxi driver was trying kill Dak, or was soo hooked on Death Sticks, that he couldn't tell one thing from another.
The air taxi came to a stop infront of the Republics HQ, a good distance away. Dak jumped out, "Here you crazy fool" Dak said, he tossed his fare right at the driver, who flinched. Dak walked towards the front office, a the sound of thundering footsteps was left in his wake, the front door slid open, and he was greeted with cold, fresh air, free of Coruscant's many pollutants. Dak walked to the front office, "I was told by a trooper that this is the place to enlist at" Dak said with a very commanding tone.
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Post by bruinfamer on Jul 4, 2009 21:26:10 GMT -5
An old man behind massive amounts of paper work looked up to see the new, eager recruit, telling him he wanted to join the service. "What makes you think you are so cut out for this?" asked the man, taking a brief moment to observe the new, potential recruit.
Meanwhile, deep underground the main floor of the Republic HQ, Don had gotten out of the shower and changed back into a fresh, clean uniform. He looked over some of the papers that Welsch had given him, then looked at the military files that his security forces have given him. Apparently, there was some stronger, hidden resistance on the planet, and there was a threat of a possible attack about to take place in the next couple of days, hell maybe even weeks. This would be another thorn up Marka's ass, a thorn he intended to pluck out.
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Post by Dak on Jul 5, 2009 0:37:30 GMT -5
"I've got years of service in the Corellian Security Forces, I have advanced training in blaster based weapons, I'm fit for service, and I have years of personal combat experience, I can work by myself or with a team, I can do anything from scouting missions to sabatoge attempts, I can handle myself around basic machinery, and I'm loyal to the Republic" Dak said in a very professional tone. Dak had picked up a few new skills by hanging out with Lon and his bunch of gear heads, not to mention Dak got a lot of combat training working for Jarga during his employers Spice war with some Twi'lek. Dak knew people, maybe not good hearted citizens, but he had connections that no amount of spies could ever get. He didn't have much else he could add to his application, either the Republic wanted him, or Dak was going to go back to being a Merc, at least the pay was slightly better.
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Post by bruinfamer on Jul 5, 2009 0:42:15 GMT -5
The old man smiled as the kid spoke. "That's the type of soldier we need. Although, words don't mean anything without action! Here, just sign these forms and report to the barracks. Take the elevator to ground level 2. From there, someone will be waiting for you."
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Post by MikDaTv on Jul 5, 2009 3:35:34 GMT -5
Two Republic troopers pulled up to the stoplight in their patrol cruiser. The trooper in the passenger seat was eating a meatball sub while his partner drove. It had been a quiet day so far thanks to the curfew.
A tap came to the window and the drive turned to look who was trying to flag them down. It was a young guy, pretty well built, wearing a leather jacket. The trooper hit the window control button to lower the patrol speeders side window and addressed the man. "What can i do for you sir?"
The man knelt down next to the speeder and leaned in close. "i have a message from the rebelion." He said and handed the trooper a bottle. It's label said it was 130 proof moonshine.
The man drew a modified sporting blaster and fired two shots in the the drivers head. The troopers partner dropped his sub and made to get out of the passenger door but found that while he was distracted by the mans message a civilian speeder had pulled up next to them in the other lane and stopped so close he couldn't get the speeder door open enough to climb out.
The man reached into the dead trooper's lap, picked up the bottle and smashed it on the speeders center console spilling the alcohol out. He fired once more with his blaster and the interior of the patrol speeder lit up and soon the entire vehicle was engulfed in flames.
The man wiped the sporting blaster down with a rag and then threw it into the flaming speeder before calmly walking away for about a block, where he got into a waiting speeder which drove off down an alley.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jul 6, 2009 5:43:12 GMT -5
Renrut Broadcasting Company was one of the largest holonet broadcasting networks within the Core and Inner Rim. It even had several stations broadcasting to places as far as the Outer Rim worlds and Wild Space. News, sitcoms, dramas, movies, they pushed out multiple channels of them all to billions upon billions of people galaxy wide. And right now, there were Six men in street clothes and trench coats standing outside the main entrance to their Renrut Headquarters on Coruscant. Up on the roof of the building, a red speeder with no plates broke the no fly zone over the area and did a slow flyby. The Passenger side door opened and two more men tumbled out, falling the few feet to the flat rooftop of the 70 story structure. The two men on the roof sprang up and headed to the buildings electrical box. One of them produced a tool bag from which he took a hammer to knock the electrical box's handle off. The thin metal door easily opened after that and it's contents were examined. The located the lines for the internal phone system, external com system, alarms, and security systems. One of the pulled out a comlink and gave it two quick squeezes while the other began cutting the aforementioned lines. Down at the main entrance the 6 men heard two bursts of static over the com in their ear and gave each other significant looks before entering the building. 4 of them advanced through the reception area while two stayed behind and started putting chains around all the main entrance doors and posting up signs that said "closed for remodeling." The 4 of them who advanced split into groups of two. One went to the receptionists desk while the other went to the ground level security office. They knew exactly where they were going. They had gone through the reception area a dozen times, familiarizing themselves with it and memorizing the blueprints they had paid a slicer to get for them from the Renrut mainframe. Within seconds blaster rifles were out of their trench coats and in their hands. a stun bolt struck the receptionist in the chest, knocking her cold. the guards in the security office found themselves under sudden attack as well. stun bolts struck them down before they had time to react. One of them managed to hit the silent alarm button but it had already been cut by the team on the roof. The team on the roof broke in through the rooftop access while the team on the ground floor moved to the elevators. They met on Floor 46, the broadcasting coordination control room. two stayed by the elevators and put an EMP discharge device by the elevator banks. They set the device off and the elevator consoles sparked, disabling the elevators. the 6 others went into the control room and started shooting. stun bolts filled the room as the workers were stunned at their workstations. The team started to pull all the plugs. every show on every channel being broadcast by Renrut suddenly went off the air one by one. One of the men withdrew a data stick from his trench coat and put it into one of the computers. The others moved to the stairwell and covered the door with their weapons. The man in the control room began typing furiously copying the holoprogram on the data stick and splicing it into each broadcast for a specific time. in 15 minutes, every show, on every channel, on every network Renrut broadcasts will play the same message. And just for good measure, copies of the message will be posted on dozens of video sharing sites across the holonet. A hologram of Jor Halcyon, standing strait and proud in his green Jedi Robes, lightsaber hanging from his belt, was the only image. Speaking to the people of the galaxy. This is a wake up call to everyone out there. This republic is not what it used to be, what it should be. Many of you know this. Chancellor Sourne has violated the Republic constitution, by declaring Martial Law on Coruscant, and personally ordering the unprovoked bombardment of Myrkr. The Senate has become nothing more then a puppet government to the whims of one man, the very opposite of what the Republic is supposed to represent.
We Represent those oppressed Civilians on Coruscant. Those colonists on Myrkr. Those worlds who's representation in the government they love has been dissolved into a mockery of what it should be. We walk in the dark places no others will enter. We stand on the bridge so that no one may pass. We Live by the Force, we Die by the Force. So that others may live. We are the Rebelion to restore the Republic. We are the Army of Light.
No Dictator, No invader, can hold an imprisoned population by force of arms Forever. There is no greater power in the Universe, then the need for freedom. Against that power, Governments, Tyrents and Armies cannot stand. The Sith have learned this many times before. We, the real Jedi, will teach it to them again. Though it take weeks, months, or years you... we, will be free. And with that the hologram disappeared. The man working the console set it up to repeat itself every 30 minutes, then set about uploading it to the external network. once he was finished he switched his blaster over to it's deadly setting and started lighting up the place. consoles, screens, mainframes, servers, all of it was touched by automatic blaster fire. When he was finished, he rejoined his comrades near the stairs. Again the 8 of them split up. one went back up to the roof, while the others went down to the ground floor. It was only a matter of time before troopers arrived to stop the transmission and after that, most likely a reedited, pro republic, version of it would most likely be aired on all the news stations and layer after layer of propaganda would be shoveled onto it. But the men would hold the building as long as they could to keep that transmission going as long as possible. To get the truth out to as many as can be heard. So that others may live.
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