Star Wars Galaxy At War RP Thread

50 TX-tanks with over 500 Elite Stormtrooper supports, 100 of which were on speeder bikes, 25 Dark troopers (trained to kill Jedi specifically), and two scout walkers flanking an AT-AT trunched through the Endor forest from the east, heading for the Jedi's tank colum. The vehicals were camoflaged, as were all the troops. The Dark troopers were carrying Ysalamiri on neutriant frames, and the AT-AT's were equipped with them too. The Force-less bubble extended across the Stormtroopers.

"This is attack group Alpha, Tanks spotted at the following coordinates I'm sending by data stream, reqesting fire support!"

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The Dark Blades Barbette cannons swung around and targeted the supplied coordinates on Endor. "Prepare to fire on Endor!"

the droid gunners on the aldon followed the cannons on the dark blade, calculating the approximate coordinates and send requests for permission to fire to gren. gren denied the permission but watched the dark blades cannons.

Originally posted by Obsidian Fury
[b]Ray Throttle made it to the main quarters, where he halted by the entrance. He made a minor gesture with his free hand and the commandos spread out. By default, they had orders to even though at friendly ground take positions that would assist them in case of an attack. Throttle trusted of course the Imperial Alliance, but it was standard proceedures to do so, and he always did so. Even when on duty in any base of Darth Banis herself

"What now?" He asked the Imperial Alliance person closest to himself. [/B]

Throttle turned his head to Forrester as the captain spoke and then nodded cooperatively, just like Banis had asked of him. He raised his arm, clenched his fist and the commanods fell back onto him and lined up. He looked towards the AT-AT's "Then so be it" he said, mostly as a confirmation to himself "Although the details of the current situation could be more .... detailed" he said and started walking, the commandos not moving far behind him.

*

Darth Banis roughly a kilometer away from the site, her destination, kneeled on top of a rock. She enhanced her vision trough the force and she analyzed the area in search for her target. It did not take her many seconds to locate it and her eyes focused on the Jedi encounter as focused as a blarth on the hunt for nyorks.

She remained silent, moveless and just observed the event taking place. Considering her concealment, she had the benefit of surprise at her side, and that was not an advantage that should be treated gently.

Commander Sraf waited by the entrance to the garrison building. She had her helmet off and was looking a little annoyed as Trottle's commando's arrived. "I told you to meet me here, you must understand logical basic?" Her bubbly talkative mood was gone, left in the hallways of the Blue Riot. "I'm giving you command of attack group Theta, if you will step into the command centre I will fill you in." She replaced her helmet, hiding her inexorably attractive face behind thd green and brown Stormtrooper helmet. In a heavily filtered voice she directed his attention to the structure behind her. "This way."

"well then how about we talk," Jacen told daran as he noticed his tanks, and 10 troops were still alive then something strange happenned, it started as just a breath taking flash of raw power and energy then a extremely powerful shockwave that sent him and his troops and tanks flying back. the tanks were crushed and ecploded (aswell as the shuttle) sll his troops were dead except 3 (who were critically injured) and jacen himself had a broken arm. he got up to see corran coughing and trees all arround them for 50 yards were obliterated and gone. he looked up to see juno standing surrounded by the same raw energy that caused the damage. she fell instantly to the ground and started to bleed out of her nose.
~im back~

100s of droid fighters launched from the two lucre class battleships to intercept the x-wings and other fighters, and acklay and her b-wing squadrens launched from the mon calamari cruiser

Satana and the wolves were laying down, Satana now sitting on her butt, all looking wide eyes at Juno. Their hair ad fur was plastured back from the shock, Satana's sticking straight out behind her. "Whoah... Juno... That... was frickin' awesome! Geeze kid... My god.." She laughed wearily, trying to hid her fear behind her laugh. Wearily she pushed herself to her feet and made her way over to corran, helping him to his feet, then over to Jacen, ripping off a piece of her pants and using it to make a sling for his arm. "You ok love?"

Throttle raised an eyebrow behind the helmet "Keep your cool, piffer. By the stars, if you tell me to meet you at the main quarters, then that is where I will meet you. You told me nothing about a garrison" He snapped, somewhat insulted for being questioned about his level of professionallity "You know whom I serve, so keep that tongue in place. You don't wanna get on my bad side" he frowned as he entered, although analyzing the woman over as he passed. An attractive lady, and he knew now already that her physical assets might cloud his judgement more than once in the future. He sighed silently to himself and he raised his right hand, ordering the commandos to stay outside. He then halted, turned and awaited Sraf to take the lead. Mostly because he personally did not know where she wished to go, but secondly because he enjoyed the view of her in front of him.

*

Darth Banis considered this as good an opening as she could get and she walked towards the site. She started walking even before the actual shockwave, as she had sensed the increasements in her and Banis had already guessed what was going to take place. The quantities of chaos and injuries the shockwave brought gave her more than an obvious chance to strike swiftly, efficiently and safely without the slightest worry.

As she came even closer, she had even analyzed the injuries of each and every one. She took a deep breath and she cloaked herself.

Daran had been thrown back from the shock wave and he collided with a tree, he hit the tree with his side and the impact spun him around. He fell into the dirt with a few cracked ribs. After the residue Force energy had faded, Daran pushed himself up, "I take it, thats what your padawan thinks of me." Daran turned to the group. His own Force level rising as he removed the pain and started a healing process on his rib cage. He had a few scrapes and his camo cloak was ripped. He eyed Juno casually, absolutly not impressed. "With no-way to cocentrate such a raw energy attack in a particular direction she is a little more than a severe danger to to her ally's. Has she reieved any training conserning concentration and dicipline?" Daran raised his right arm, flexing it, then his lightsaber activated. "After a betrayel of trust like that, I warned you, if she attacked again, I would..." He searched for a suitable word. "...extinguish her life force."

((I'm guessing I dont have permission to kill her...))

***

((B-wings are suited only for attacking ships, not other fighters, they are just a little slower than an X-wing))

The grand admiral turned to face Kirv. "Are those droid star-fighters?"

Kirv turned to one of the scanners, talking something over with the operator and then turned back to Grand Admiral Vassisk "It appears, sir, like there's no sign of organic beings onboard" he said and turned to watch the new fighters whom had arrived at the scene. The Blue Riot with its turrets fended fighters of as well as possible, but the large size of the ship limited their hitrate to anyone whom was circling above or near around the ship.

*

Throttle stood silently, thinking to himself. He hoped that Darth Banis knew what she was doing. What worried him the most, was the highly illogical allegiance with the Imperial Alliance. Why would she open an allegiance where she had no authority, whilst they could control her entire fleet in her absense. He did not know if Banis had considered it or not, but it was like handing betrayal over on a silver plate.

He shrugged it of. So far, Darth Banis had not made a single misstake in her career. She probably had deeper intentions with this as well, and since it was her wish, he was going to obey every wink these Imperial troops gave him. It could take some time getting used to, he told himself and watched Sraf where she stood.

"Then we can confuse the droid mind. Activate communication jamming. Communications, send a tight beam transmission to the Dark Blade. Inform them, they'll know what to do."

***

Juion watched the tactical display. "Take out those B-wings! Now!"

"Yes, sir. Gundark squadron, Volstan squadron, you are to engage the B-wings." Two squadrons of A-wings swarmed out towards the B-wings on the tactical holo. "Draken squadron, Shadow squadron re-group, and take out those droid starfighters."

The communications officer got positive resposes from the squadron leaders. Juion looked up. "Guns! Start drawing up firing solutions on the Mandalorian fleet. Order our remaining X-wing squadrons to defend us and the Aldon.

Sraf led Throttle into the garrison building. "You will lead Theta to the base on 45 clicks west of here, intelligance belives Jedi Master Valerian is currently there. You will destroy the facility, but capture its fighter hanger intact, then the attack group is yours to command, do as you wish." ((Give me some ideas... because at this point, we pretty much own the planet what with 5100 troops, 10 AT-AT's, 20 AT-ST's, 1500 speeder bikes, 24 TIE-Intereptor-II's, a few hundred TX-tanks, and a full base under our command... Bah!))

Kirv nodded and the operators followed the Grand Admiral's command, doing as was told. Kirv turned to admiral Vassisk "Sir, we are using the TIE series. Sending them out might cause even more confusion among the hostility. It could work even moreso in our advantage" he dared suggesting, although keeping his head lowered when speaking to his superior.

*

"Are we to eliminate the Jedi Master?" Throttle questioned, placing his rifle over his shoulder. He removed his helmet for a moment to get clearer hearing, as he looked at Sraf. He took a brief pause before continuing "-and do we have an estimation of how much resistance in numbers exactly we will encounter during this assault?"

Sraf removed her own helmet so her voice was clearer. "We can give you estimates but, any estimate I give you may be wrong. You will be leading 500 ground troops with another 500 in the armoured transport. You will have 50 TX-tanks, and if you need Dark troopers, 25 will be adequate enough." Sraf looked down and placed her hands on the table. Her silky blonde hair fell free, and she glanced, with her deep emerald (green) eyes, at Throttle. "My you are a stunning commando." She said playfully. "I love your armour." She smiled but quickly resumed her rundown. "If the Jedi Master is still in the facility, eliminate him, though I doubt he will be. At any rate, destroy the base and anyone in it... but I want the hanger captured." She walked over to Throttle and handed him a datapad. As her gloved fingers left the pad she smiled, standing petty close to the black-hole commando.

He nodded as she spoke, but when he was about to speak he lost himself in words when she removed her helmet and had her hair drop. He had expected himself to take several steps in the unprofessional direction, but that she did so was not something he had calculated. His eyes widdened and he looked down at the fairly shorter, but highly attractive lady. As he accepted the datapad, he cautiously placed it in one of the holdings by his armor. After a few moments of silence, as he gazed into those bright green eyes (I know what emerald is 😉), he eventually uttered "T-thank you" he then looked at the woman in front of him up and down. The thank you was both directed to the datapad, and the compliments.

"I asure you, none will be left alive" he said, trying to save himself from taking highly unprofessional actions as he looked at the utmost attractive lady. Although, if he didnt take this chance to act, he'd probably kill himself later. Even though it wasnt much, he placed his hand over her shoulder "It'll be my honor to serve under such a beautiful commander" he after much hesitation uttered while having his hand over her shoulder and his eyes locked onto hers, looking down at her from his fairly superior height.

(nice! I got 3 female characters.. What do you think of Aya, and how I handle her? I mean... me being a guy!)

Aya smiled at his complement, her cheeks did not show any sign of blushing, and ungloved her hand and placed in on his arm. "Thank-you," she carefully and gently moved his arm from her shoulder sliding her fingers up the shiny black armour, "for the complement." She blinked her eyes shining. "How does your armour defer from mines?" (Elite Stormtrooper, I'm asking what the costume can do.)

the mass drivers on the aldon loaded and charged. the anti fighter laser turrets spun and shot, blowing droid fighters to smithereens. on the bridge, jalos spoke to his human crew. "prepare to come within firing range of the mandalorian fleet."

(Good work 😛 I think your doing great 😄)

His mind almost snapped trough the serie of events that Sraf put him trough. Not the hostile kind of snap, but the unprofessional type. He kept his cool however, and as she asked him about the armor, the question he had gotten so many times before, he described it with such formality and tone that it sounded like he had repeated the same sentence a thousand times before. You could call it upstress, due to his lack of knowing how to react to the situation Sraf put him trough, and spoke after taking a deep breath

"My armor has stygian triprismatic polymers for enhanced stealth and silence features, recording features, water dispensal, pressure control, sound translation, voice command, booster engine, advanced and extra sensitive HUD, over ten different visions, an independent selfgoing database, micro energy field projector, several layers of ceramic plate and durasteel enforcements, utility storage, concussion pulses, radar and com-link disruption, transmission infiltration features and some lesser specialties"

He said and took another deep breath. He then looked down at her, and differently from her, he actually did blush. He did not know what to do with the current situation, so he simply lifted his head and looked straight ahead. He leered down at her hand which slid upwards his plating and all he could think about doing was to try keep himself calm, professional and answer whatever questions she could bring out.

"Its pretty slick then." She removed her hand from his arm plate. "Well done." She brushed passed him, as she did so she whispered in his ear. "You passed my test." Her breath on his neck she moved away. "Don't worry, you'll grow to like me, probably respect me. I do know some of my troops claim to love me," she chuckled, "some even claim to have made love to me." She offered Throttle her most beautiful smile. "All lies! As of yet, no-one living can claim that." She grinned. "I used to be a slave dancer for the Hutt's, now Pragga is long dead, fried by his own turbo-blaster." She shook off the sickening memory and looked Throttle up, and up, then down. "Tall aren't we..." She teased. "...so have you got a wife? a family?"

As she took distance, then passed with a brush and whispered to him it was but a test, the urge to just grab her by the throat and take her out with a snap was a strong one. He remained blank at face, but if there was one thing he did hate it was lies and games. A hidden test was a little of both. He let it pass though, and he followed her with his eyes where she walked.

"Aye. Fourth tallest in the fleet, and for a reason" He spoke, thinking back to his early training. Two of the tallest had been selected to join project Blackhole. Their height was necessary because of both the quantity of features in the armor, but also did their height allow them to reach and climb places others could not. He then peered the woman as her actual question came to tongue "Family? No, commander. As good as all of my missions have a greater chance of me not returning than actually returning. That is statistics that no woman with commitment desires like to hear. No mam, I am alone"