USH'S ORIGINAL TRILOGY GAME EPISODE I 'LANZAR'- Rebel Alliance Thread

Originally posted by Ushgarak
"We don't know. We have no information at all, we just have an indication that the Purge was never finished. Oh, have no doubt, we have thought of looking for Jedi before. But there were thousands of Jedi, Senator! All the leads as to their exiostence end the day of their betrayal! It would take us CENTURIES to follow all the leads we have trying to track these vague possibilites down. We need something certain, Senator. We need names.

"But how could we ever get names? The details of the Purge are all held inside the Imperial Palace on Coruscant. Untouchable. Thje possiiblity was useless to us. Until now."

He's getting very excited now, and you can see why.

"Senator, understand me. This record of the Osokans contains the ONLY other reference to the Jedi that might be still alive. It will have the name of every Jedi that the Empire has failed to kill. We MUST have that list! If we have it, we can start to search for them. And if we find Jedi, Senator... well. I am sure you can iamagine the possibilities, in all areas.

"But the Emperor must have realised our plan. Hence his haste- he's going to close this loophole. Once those armies move in, the chance will be lost forever."

(Is everyone else here or are did we leave?)

"That is a risk I am willing to take," Galahad says. "Before it was a matter of keeping Lanzar from being blown to pieces; now it is a matter of finding my son, and giving a greater hope to the Rebellion and the Galaxy as a whole."

(Nope we're out of that Convo, thats a personal thing that our characters know nothing of)

Originally posted by General Kaliero
Rhys grins broadly as he vigorously shakes Kyle's hand. "I'm the 'Hutt Bomber' now, huh? Got a nice ring to it." He strokes the Dawn lovingly. "Yeah, this is the Black Dawn alright. Got me outta more scrapes than I can count. No idea how the hell old she is, but she's still a solid hunka' junk as ever." He raps on the fuselage, which creaks slightly with the light impact. Rhys shoots it a dirty look and grins at Kyle again, changing the subject quickly and forcefully. "Your ship, though. It's the Last Laugh." He snaps his fingers as the pieces fall into place. "You're the guy wanted by Nobog Corp., ain't you? I've heard a bit about you."

(Rhys will have no problems sticking with Kyle and Eerin on Lanzar, but he's not going anywhere without the Dawn.)

"Yeah, that's our ship. I started out as 'Freighter 1138', I'm it's second pilot. When The Corp. and I, uh, parted ways, I kept it as balance due on that last run. They tried to cheat me out of my job and my life, but here I am, and I got the Last Laugh. Literally." Kyle grinned as he spoke, he liked telling that story.
"So, they say there's room for a little mayhem on Lanzar. Wanna put ourselves in the middle of it? That, and I hear there might be some interesting good to be had. Hey, if the Imps end up destroying the place, anything we can get away from there will be worth a fortune. What do you think?" he sticks out his hand again. "Partners?"

Rhys laughed at Kyle's story, and replied with, "I'm always up for something that'll make me some credits and hurt the Empire at the same time. Plus, I've got a few things that need to be sold before certain ears catch wind of them, if you know what I mean."

Rhys shakes Kyle's hand gladly. "Partners then. I'll warn you though, Lady Luck's unappreciated sister likes to follow me around. You stay too close, and your ship may get as beat up as the Dawn here."

(OOC: You... you took the obligatory 1138! And this soon! I wanted that... 😂 )

(It hit me as I was typing. I just couldn't help it.)

"Eerin and I don't mind a challenge, as far as Luck goes, but if anything scratches the 'Laugh' I'll scratch it right back. What do you think Eerin, ready for some mischief and money-making?"

(Ush, that makes me wonder something. If it comes up, how much money would we have on us? Is it something we might need to keep in mind?)

For most of you, very little money ay all.

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"Very well then, Senator," says the Contact. "You have your orders from command. Execute them as you see fit."

(How manyof us have ships? So far three that I know of).

Originally posted by General Kaliero
Rhys laughed at Kyle's story, and replied with, "I'm always up for something that'll make me some credits and hurt the Empire at the same time. Plus, I've got a few things that need to be sold before certain ears catch wind of them, if you know what I mean."

Rhys shakes Kyle's hand gladly. "Partners then. I'll warn you though, Lady Luck's unappreciated sister likes to follow me around. You stay too close, and your ship may get as beat up as the Dawn here."

(OOC: You... you took the obligatory 1138! And this soon! I wanted that... 😂 )

Frank clears his throat, a sound that resembles a cross between a lion's roar and a human vomiting, and then extends that gauntletted hand towards Kyle, "<Hi, I'm Frank. Can you understand me?>" He says in his native, tribal tongue, the one that had taken Rhys ages to learn.

Then, his red eyes flicker over to the other clearly-nonhuman in the group, and he couldn't help but grin again: it seems that every free trader must have their large smashy killy alien. At least, Rhys did, and if 'Frank' was any judge of another race's combat prowess, this other trader was, too: the alien in front of him didn't look like it had a habit of, say, picking wildflowers. He chuckled, thinking that, to the outside view, it would probably look like it was all part of the package: 'Here's your ship, here's your alien of slaughtering death, here's your cargo, now go.'

U'Ya looked back towards the open air-lock and hoped someone woud join her, she was quite lonely and her R4 was still spitting curses at her in code, seeing as she did tie him into the storage racks above her and wrapped him up in thick thermal blankets in the attempt to quell his endless squeals.

She leant back in her seat and fondled with a small stim-pack, disguised as a Bacta-vessel its contents comprised pirmarily of Glitterstim...

she only hoped that this batch did not have any Vroaktil extract in it (A powerful heart-stimulant that could incapacitate a Wookie in small doses) like the last time. U'Ya closed her eyes as she thrust the tip against her leg and depressed the mechanism; colors whirled overhead momentarily before the rush of absolute invincibilty and superiority hit her, she felt ready to pull the ears off a gundark...

The air lock began to close as the auto pre-flight check began, the Shard Of Sapphire's engines roared into life...

"Torenniaka amraok ileimaou, stoicheria varaoucce..." the computer said in her native tongue [Pre-Flight check complete, system operation-full]

"Let's leave dis rock..." she said to herself, literally punching in the throttle.

She drew up the rear view-screen, looking back to see if any of the others had begun departure. Why waste time when the Imperials draw closer and closer to launching their scheme, 'why let them waste all those lovely profits awaiting me on Lanzar!' she found herself thinking.

(by the way, forget the Russian bit, i practiced it vocally and it doesn't work right; try a mid-britt-like accent instead!)

Kyle turns to the other large alien in the room, and offers a handshake. "I understand you just fine, Frank. But I hope you do okay understanding basic, because I could never get the hang of your species tongue. Oops! I almost forgot." Kyle steps to the side to let Eerin come closer. "This is Eerin Chim, my partner. He's helped me cause more trouble than I can tell you about." He address the Geonosian. "What do you think, Pal. Wanna hang out with these two for a bit, see if we can give the Imps a headache?"

"Hey Cassius you remember that one time when we got that damn Brutii legionair so drunk he pissed his toga?"

*Cassius Chuckles*
"Those Brutii, Never turn down a challege do they. He shoulda checked my drink, I was drinking grape juice all night! Haha, we left the poor bastard with the tab too.."

We are more or less all ready to go; I'll need your fnailised transport plans, what ships are going with whom in which and posing as what?

Uhh can our fighters store on Bobcrickette's player's ship?
If so thats how I'm going and I would assume Maximus too...
But if not we're flying them, and posing as advisors.

Oh Lordy no, none of you have ships large enough to carry fighters. Maybe to have a fighter or two attached, but no docking bay.

"I will do so," Galahad says. "Does Command have any suggestions?"

I think we'll divide into our three ships:

My ship is a bomber/fighter, so it would probably only hold me and two others, and then we have two other ships that can hold alot of people. So I'd say I fly alone, with everyone else divided up between the other ships.

(Well, Rhys adn Frank are going to join Kyle and Eerin on the planet surface, posing as traders. We're each flying our own ships. Others are welcome to join us, I'm sure. It seems Aliies character has already left for the planet, according to her last post. Sounded like she was planning on posing as a trader as well. I guess us smugglers are going to stymie the Imps in whatever way we can, unless someone has orders otherwise.
Galahad and Sasha can just speak up if they have other plans, as far as I'm concerned. I just wanted to have this one ready to go just in case.)

Me and Maximus are taken care of, we have our fighters.