Clone Wars: Tour of Duty

[kaja]

OOC: What's going on here? It's like this RP has been abandond....

[Krytos]

OOC: I'm waiting on something to respond to, until we get into a battle there's only so much my character can . . .except bug you guys

 

I guess I could be one of those troopers that Ulic chose, though it would be getting a little coincidental that we always meet up this way.

[UlicHorn]

OOC: Theres a ton of faceless clones, so knock yourself out, Kry, and 7 days is not abandoning an RP. Hows this for a post!

 

As the turbolift travled down through the ship towards the docking bay A-23 sighed. The doors opened and he stepped out along side of Comet and the clone trooper escort. A small republic landing craft had made its way over from the other Commandship and from it came a small sqaud of troopers followed by Master Si'Dant. A-23 smiled when he saw a firmilar face and bowed to the Jedi. "Master Si'Dant, it's a pleasure to work with you again."

 

(IC: Si'Dant)

Master Si'Dant stood in front of the Clone. "Good to see you again, A-23. It's too bad that it's not under better circumstances." She smiled. Si'Dant was average height but still looked rather short compared to A-23, she was a blue skinned Twi'lek woman and her eyes were orange, this wasn't the first time she'd worked with A-23 before. "I'm sorry I can't give you much help, the crusier has to stay in orbit around Ryloth and we can only spare a few dozen squadrons. I'm afriad the rest of the rim still isn't stable after the Geonosis backlash." A-23 nodded. "Now, I'll need to see your captain and then we can get back to this mission."

[kaja]

OOC: Si'Dant?

 

IC: "Greetings Master," Comet gave a smile "It's nice to see someone with a face..." Comet gave a quick look around the room, then Itched his eyebrow "Darn Eyebrow, Itching all the time... Ever since that stupid droid whacked me in the head..."

 

There was a Long Scar going from Comet's Left Eyebrow going back, and Disappearing Behind A large helmet, The Helmet was Dark Gray, With two antennae sticking out on the Top Right side. the Helmet Covered most of his head, Covering his forehead was yet more Dark Gray metal, with A pair of Googols with a Green tint on the Glass. Only a few strands of His Jet black hair could be seen. The Helmet went down to his Jaw and on both sides there was Lights, with an Internal switch to change with the force, to turn on and off. Comet was not dressed in the normal Jedi Robes, instead he wore a Black Turtle Neck shirt, with Black Pants, Black Gloves, Black Socks, And to top it off, Black Shoes. He had two odd looking Blaster Pistol but no Light saber. A few power Packs and two Thermal Detonators.

 

"Well I guess we better Get to the bridge" Both Comet and Master Si'Dant Said at the same time, Comet Smiled at that, When comet wasn't smiling, he either was Glaring or had his Left Eyebrow Up, and his Right eyebrow Down.

 

OOC: How's that for a post... I hope I Didn't go into too Much detail about Comet... And the Blaster You'll find out about soon

[Krytos]

OOC: I'll start a new character, I guess it would be wise to have an enemy. Just a few questions, are all the seperatists droids? Or could I be a living creature, just so I can have a personality - unlike the new Clone Trooper I'm startin

And do you have anything in mind about what the Seperatists will be doing ie. protect Tatooine, chase after you, anything in the future etc.

 

With that, I'll also start another Clone Trooper, as they're pretty easy to write. This one will, however, not be a very emotional character - just plain old clone soldier.

 

IC: (1138)

A-23 and the child had left for the planet's surface to get a real Jedi. 1138 was actually pleased with this, the fact that a real commanding officer, apart from A-23, would join them and lead the assault on Tatooine.

Finally, we can start this battle thought as he sat ontop of his foot locker in the onboard barracks.

 

IC: (BZH-3099)

The floor was partially lit by the dim glow pannel that was built into the ceiling of the ships corridor. It's light cast over 3099, and projected a shadow onto the Clone Trooper behind him. 3099 had recently been promoted to Private 1st class, and squad leader. It was a big step for 3099, and he wasn't a very combat experienced soldier, his position had come up because the former squad leader had been killed during their last operation.

3009, his sqaud, the platoon they were attatched to stood at attention in the landing bay of the cruiser as an honour gaurd for A-23 and the two Jedi.

3099 could hear the three talking, though he never moved a muscle. Unless a superiour officer ordered him to do otherwise, 3099 would stand in the same position until he died, so was the life of all Clone Troopers - to fight and die for the Republic, to obey the orders of their superiours.

[kaja]

"Well I guess we better Get to the bridge" Both Comet and Master Si'Dant Said at the same time, "Ahh Sithspit," Comet Said, "What?" Master Si'Dant asked. "I forgot the way to the bridge already, Ummn, A-23 Could you Lead the Way?"...

[UlicHorn]

A-23 took the lead and headed to the turbo lift. As everyone got on he activated the lift and it sped away towards the bridge level. "Now for the formal introductions, Master this is Comet the Jedi that the council sent to us. I'm hoping you'll be able to give him a little insight." Master Si'Dant nodded her head in thought as 23 Spoke.

[Stellar_Magic]

OOC: Sounds like you guys need a real enemy, so here I am Seperatist commander Veran Krummel of the world of Bbfassh in charge of the Seperatist combined operations in the Sluis sector...who will soon be transferred to the outer rim to combat Republic incursions.

 

IC: The calm quiet rap of metallic fingers against a durasteel door filled the room as the glow light at the rooms center flickered to life. The door to the cabin hissed open as the lone occupent climbed out fo his bunk and pulled on the steel grey uniform of command. Slowly he stood in front of the mirror as the command droid AA-9B stepped into the room with a datapad clutched in his hand, "Commander Krummel a report from the XT-998 Listening Post, Republic forces are reportedly massing in the Sruma V star system."

 

Commander Veran Krummel stroked his beard as he turned to the droid, "Good, what about commando activity?"

 

"Commando activity is down sir, we have forces remaining in high alert to rapidly respond to any threat," AA-9B answered swiftly.

 

"Let us hope the Republic does not intend to enforce their rule on our systems," Veran Krummel said simply as he zipped up the front of his jumpsuit, "If they do, they'll quickly discover the foolishness of their ways."

 

Suddenly the droid straightened, "Sir, we've just got word from command, Republic ships have been spotted over Tatooiene."

 

"Why Tatooiene?" Veran Krummel thought to himself. Frowning he glanced back at the droid, "Was there anything else?"

 

"Yes sir, you're being transferred to the Outer Rim."

[kaja]

As they waited in the Turbo lift Comet Leaned over to Master Si'Dant "Master, Something strange is going on here, There is a Clone, 1138 to be specific, has emotions... Clones Don't have emotions..."

[UlicHorn]

OOC: Awesome, Stellar! Glad to have someone aboard to play the antagonist I'll leave more of the outer rim goings up to you then."

 

Si'Dant smiled at the young jedi. "Don't be too concerned, it may indeed seem odd but the clones are alive. Living things do have feelings even if they are only clones. No Offense, 23." she said looking over.

 

"None taken, Master, I've been trained to tune comments out." A-23 said with a shrug. "Hopefully this mission will go smoothly but," he said as the doors opened and he stepped aside with the Jedi, "Watch out for the young jedi, if this mission goes south we could face a serious threat."

 

Si'Dant smiled, "Don't worry A-23, I was thinking the same but it's been brought to my attention that one of your clones seems..unique." she finished.

[Krytos]

OOC: Woo SM has joined us . . . as our enemy I throw down my DC-15 and surrender now!!!

 

IC: (1138)

 

An eerie calm washed over 1138 as he sat in his quarters, with his helmet resting by his side. His hair was matted from his perspiration after wearing the heavy armour of the Clone Trooper. He looked simular to most Clone Troopers, though for an unknown reason his face was thinner and his skin more pail.

While in his armour, he felt like every other Clone Trooper - though when he was out, he felt like an outsider.

He looked different, and now he thought differently to. For well over a year, 1138 never took off his helmet when around another Clone and the chances were he never would. It un-nerved him to be around those he was meant to be like, that he should be like. The view of himself, and the other Clones was an everlasting reminder that there was something wrong with him, something he would die trying to fix.

 

"All Troopers from the 244th and 769th Companies, relocate to 5th deck for equipment check."

1138 put his helmet back on began heading down to the 5th, for mandatory checks before a mission.

1138 smiled to himself, The calm before the storm.

[Trejiuvanat]

OOC: Woo SM has joined us . . . as our enemy I throw down my DC-15 and surrender now!!!

 

OOC: Pray that the Rapora do not attack your Roleplay.

[Stellar_Magic]

OOC: No need to worry guys, I won't have them drop in for a visit...for now at least.

 

With a flash of motion the Confederate Dreadnaught Calous Heart dropped out of hyperspace above the Barren world of Tatooiene. It's dark hull blocking out the stars behind it as it slid through space.

 

Commander Veran Krummel frowned as he walked the bridge, "AA-9B, are the troops ready?"

 

"Yes sir, we have four companies of Trade Federation Battle Droids, three companies of Seperatist Super Battle Droids, and one company of Trade Federation Droidekas standing by."

 

Suddenly one of the crew battle droids turned toward him, "Sir, we've detected a Republic ship."

[kaja]

As they neared Tatooine, Comet looked out the view port of the bridge and saw a little dot over tatooine "What is that..." Comet asked. As they got closer on of the Crewmen said, "Separatist Dreadnought, Holding place Over the planet." (OOC: What kind of ship are the clones on) "Wow, That's one big Separatist ship... Hey, It's launching Droid Starfighters... Wow, Lot's of droid starfighters. Can we Beat those guys?" Comet Said. "Perhaps we should launch now, before they get here."

[UlicHorn]

OOC: One of the big pre-star destroyers, gun ships and land units travel in them, the offical name eludes me.

 

"Battle stations!" Someone shouted. They were going to need immeadiate cover from the droids if they were to launch. Unfortunetly A-23's plan had failed and the attempt to come around the opposite side of the planet wasn't going to work. The group of clones and Jedi again followed 23 into the Turbolift, they'd have to launch their own small fighters and man the turbolasers long enough for the rest of the Clones to reach the planet and begin the mission.

 

A-23 gathered a small selection of clones who were highest in rank and sent them in his personal landing craft along with the jedi. Either they got down to the planet fast or this would be one short mission.

[Stellar_Magic]

Commander Veran Krummel frowned as the Republic Venator class Destroyer began launching assault ships, "Order the weapons to pace their fire, bring us alongside that ship." Smiling Coldly he leaned back in the command chair of the vessel, "Launch drop ships, have them head to Anchorhead, they have the best facilities to support our forces. Be sure to keep the enemy starfighters from penetrating our defenses, make sure all our fighters engage the enemy starfighter screen at maximum range."

 

The droids swiftly moved to obey his orders and Veran Krummel waited for his prey's next move.

[kaja]

OOC: Isn't it a Acclamator Assault Cruiser...

 

IC: Comet Stumbled in the turbo lift, "So where are we landing?" Comet Asked. Right as the turbo lift doors were about to shut, comet heard a crewman say "shields down to fifty Percent!"

[Stellar_Magic]

OOC: Oh, I understand now...*murmurs to himself* idiots. An Acclamator vs. a Dreadnaught equals one dead Acclamator considering the Acclamator is virtually unarmed.

 

Veran Krummel smiled as the ship began to maneuver into the atmosphere. He turned to the navagator, "Hard to port!" Then spun to the gunnery officer, "Port guns stand bye!"

 

"Their shields are fluctuating sir, even our ranging shots have dealt damage," One of the droids said from its station.

 

The Dreadnaught was now in perfect firing position, "Port guns, fire!"

 

With a series of brilliant red flashes a volley of turbolaser blasts flashed across space, ripping down the shields and tearing apart the Acclamator's engine assembly. The craft seemed to pause for a moment before it fell, its power system shorting out and sending the craft into an uncontrolable descent. Its occupants would only have seconds to escape.

[Krytos]

IC: (1138)

 

The ship shudded again as turbolaser bolts collided violently against the ships shields, though there was nothing 1138 could do while he waited in his squads Gunship. The continuous barrage of fire would soon deplete the ships shields and start tearing at the ship itself.

 

"Squad, as soon as we reach the planet's atmosphere we'll begin deplo. . . "

 

The trooper's words were cut short as the cruiser's shields failed and the deadly bolts of energy ripped into the ship sending quakes throughout the vessel. Within a fraction of a second, warning klaksons blared throughout the cruiser with an unknown voice ordering all to abondon ship.

 

The landing bay of the ship instantly became alive with activity as the entire ship scrambled to evacuate. Troopers standing near by the landing craft quickly jumped aboard only to be confronted by the new squad leader, BZH-3099.

 

"Get to your own landing craft and head for your designated LZs," 3099 spat at the Clone Troopers trying to board the Republic Gunship.

"We're holding here until A-23 and the Jedi make it out - alive."

 

1138 closed his eyes and began the painful wait for A-23, hoping that he'd reach the gunship before the Cruiser fall apart.

[kaja]

The Cruiser, Now venting atmosphere, Plummeted towards the planet. Comet Heard the consecutive Thumps of explosive decompression and then heard a Massive Explosion and knew the Engines were destroyed. The Turbo lift Stopped at the Launch bay, Sparking and grinding. the turbo lift doors opened just slightly, then stopped. The power on the entire deck was out, Both Comet and Master Si'dant Blasted the doors open with the Force.

 

The Clones, A-23, Comet, And Master Si'dant, Ran full speed towards the Nearby Gunships. the Group stopped quickly as a large support beam fell from the roof. one of the clones weren't fast enough, And the beam crushed his foot. Comet Hesitated for a moment. "Gunship, or save the Clone..." Comet thought. Then Comet started to lift the support beam so the clone could get out. the clone Quickly Pulled his Crushed foot out from the beam, "Thank you, Commander." Comet offered his hand to the clone, "Let's Go!" Comet Helped the clone to the gunship. Just in time, the hanger started to collapse. Comet said, "that's everyone, Get us out of here!" The gunship Launched out of the bay.

 

As they left, Comet looked at the Falling cruiser, The entire back end of the cruiser was gone, From the engines Exploding, No doubt. The bridge was Smoking. The Cruiser Smashed into the Sand, Shattering its nose, Turning Sand into Glass. "Nice Landing" Comet thought. "Where are we landing, Sir?" one clone asked Comet, "Sorry I don't know, Ask A-23." Comet Looked at the clone with the crushed foot, The Injury was Bad, Bleeding allot, It would need to be fixed soon or the clone would die. "I'll get some help for that foot" Comet Said "I'm Fine, Sir" The clone Replied, "No, you're not, with that wound you'll bleed out in less than an hour, I'll Get some help.", Comet walked over to Master Si'dant "Master, that clone needs medical attention, He has a Very bad wound, He's bleeding allot.", Master Si'dant looked over at the clone, "I'll se what I can do..." Si'dant replied. Comet felt A spike of Emotions, he couldn't tell what kind, He looked over and saw, 1138 standing there, "Well Look who survived..." He thought.

[UlicHorn]

From the gunship outside of the Crusier A-23 sighed. The fighters hadn't been enough and the republic had lost a ship. Hopefully reinforcements would be sent but it was a lot to ask for even out here. "So much for a blue milk run," he said to himself. "Alright!" he said loudly so that everyone nearby could hear. "We've lost a lot of good men so far and we're going to lose more before we're done. Right now we need to make the best of this. Pilot, take this thing to the designated LZ and we can set a temporary base. On second thought, notify me once we reach a canyon wide enough to land in, we can set up in the canyon." he sat down to plot further.

[kaja]

"Sir, How about this canyon?' The gunship circled the canyon. As A-23 Inspected the canyon, Comet said, "Oh Yeah, That's big enough alright! We better land soon, Before a Droid Starfighter Scout finds us!" Comet said the last Sentince Lauder than the rest. "Hmmn, on Seccond thought." Comet Said looking at the Kryat Draagon's cave, He could easily tell, by all bones of Banthas, and Dewbaks, and any other creature unfortinute enough to wander too close to the Cave. He'd also seen Holo-Dramas, With them also. And the Class on them at the Temple, "Temple?" His mind quickly flashed back to his Last Conversation with his Master, ---

 

 

 

"But Master why do I have to go with a Bunch of Stupid Mindless Drones"

"Except for that 1138," He thought "And then Master Si'dant, didn't even blink an eye about it... Why Not? I mean that's not normal, It shouldn't be like that, this is BIG news..." The Shake of the Gunship coming out of the circle, made Comet bump his head on the back wall, "Owww, Any way..."

"Padawan, you know that they have a mind"

"Barely"

"Besides, Master Yoda says it will be a good training mission, And I have to go to Tatooine."

"Tatooine, TATOOINE, WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! But I'm on Tatooine! Be if He's going on a mission to T... And I'm on Tatooine, then... Awww SITHSPIT, That means my First Solo mission, might just have my Master on it, Darn it, How am I supposd to do a solo mission with my Master on it, I'm just about to become a Knight anyway...

 

OOC: How do you like my new Sig, I made it myself. My first .GIF file... I also Made my Avatar...

[Trejiuvanat]

OOC: This little Roleplay looks like a welcome change from the lengthy posts in the Rapora Wars RPG. From experience I have decided to do one thing: Side with Stellar.

 

IC: "Krummel?" Nailu whispered, forcing the commander to look at him.

 

"Yes, Nailu?" Krummel arrogantly answered, he had a strong dislike for the Devaronian darksider. The metallic tap began again. Nailu hated it, and Krummel knew it.

 

"Enough gunships made it to the surface. They can pose a danger to our operation, if you do not bring me their heads, I'll have yours handed over to Jabba."

 

"And prepare my shuttle. We must go down to the surface, and you will explain Jabba why there are loose Clones on his planet." Nailu gifted the Commander with a toothy smile.

[kaja]

OOC: Time To add another Evil Character... OOooo, Trej has Entered the RP.

 

IC: (Turahk)

 

"You Have Something of Use to Me?" Turahk Asked,

(Speaking In Huttese: Translation...) "Indeed, My Sources say there is a Jedi Here."

"What of it you Overgrown Toefungus?"

(Speaking In Huttese: Translation...)" A Certain Child Jedi, A--"

"A Child, A CHILD!!!!" He Demanded "You Waste my time to tell me of A STUPID JEDI CHILD?!?!?!?!?!?!?"

(Speaking In Huttese: Translation...)" Ahh, But this Child is of the one you Seek...."

"What, you Found him?? Where Is he Now?"

(Speaking In Huttese: Translation...)" Yes I'll Tell You, For oh Say Thirty Thousand Cred--"

"Tell me where he is now, And I will spare you of having You're Tail Slowly Diced into small Pieces!"

(Speaking In Huttese: Translation...)" Oh, But Of course, He's Here, On Tatooine... I don't know exactly where, But He's on a mission, with the Clones."

"Excellent, You have Served you're purpose, I will spare you you're life." Turahk Turned and left, as soon as he was out he said, "Comet, You will Soon Be Mine! Ahaha-ha*Strange Choking noise* Ah forget it, I'm no good at it anyway..."

[Krytos]

OOC: Welcome aboard Trej

 

IC (3099):

The gunship landed heavily in the canyon, and the following grinding noise informed 3099 that the landing gear on the ship would be badly damaged. 3099 quickly moved to the cockpit where only one pilot sat, without saying a word 3099 jumped into the co-pilots seat and started bringing up data on the computer console.

Within half a minute, he had a quick briefing ready for A-23 and the Jedi.

 

"Sirs, we were able to get a sizable force of the cruiser before it was too late. Fortunately, our ground forces were already waiting to load up into their transports before we were attacked.

"I've estimated that close to 80 per cent of our forces made it off the ship - the crew of the cruiser weren't as lucky thoughy, the gunships log only registered around 15 per cent of escape pods were jettisoned before its crash.

"We have a moderate force in the canyon, 8 gunships with 6 of them overloaded with troopers. The rest of our forces were scattered, radio chatter indicates that they're trying to re-organise and form small units to hold their own until they get further orders.

"The most formidable group so far is situated several kilometres out of Anchorhead, I would like to take my squad to make contact with this particular force in an effort to bring them back here sir."

 

OOC: I'll let either Ulic or SM decide the number troops we have to make things "fair" between our armies - so I've just stuck to percentages, that and it kinda fits the whole clone philisophy