The Start

[ElvisMiggell]

OOC: You are one sick little puppy dude, but it sounds like you might be more powerful than any of us imagined.

 

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IC:

 

Elvis: "No, i suppose it isn't, but you and i both appreciate that things are rarely as they seem." Said Elvis with a wry smile.

"There are three main problems as i see them. Firstly, the cultural difference. People see the Empire and the Rebellion as diametrically opposed points of view, and i'm willing to concede that in political terms they probably are, but culturally we're actually pretty similar. The Vong are different. They embrace death and pain. It forms the core of their fanatical religion. I've seen a dying ship ram another, but this is standard practise with the Vong. They do not value life as we do."

 

"The second problem is technological. Their technology is based in organics, but their ships systems and weapons are entirely different to ours. They use highly advanced black hole shielding systems. Using something that they call a Dovin Basal. This creature creates a black hole that literally swallows torpedoes, missiles, and even laser blasts. Their weapons are odd to, they can use a Dovin Basal to stip our shields, and then various plasma weapons that melt their way through a ship."

 

"The final problem disturbs me the most. I assume you've been spending some time in the prescence of Lord Samos, which means that you weill appreciate his power, and the power of the force in general. I've spent time with Luke and others. Well, the Vong do not manifest in the force. They are dead to it. The Vong cannot be sensed through the force."

[UntimelyDemise]

Loor listened intently to Elvis' report.

 

"If what you are saying is true, the Vong seem to be the deadliest threat we've ever encountered. I'm certain your weak forces cannot defeat this threat by itself, and I am unsure the full might of the Imperial Navy could defeat such a foe. A cessation of hostilities between us would seem prudent, but how can we trust you? You have proven in the past to be most bothersome, especially to our trade shipping. You certainly cannot expect me to believe you won't continue your raids and attacks."

 

Loor frowned, then continued.

 

"And how can I be sure that these Vong were not brought here by you? You certainly seem to know a considerable amount about them. I have only known them to attack our fleet, so they could work for you."

 

At this comment, Samos spoke.

 

"No, the Rebels do not control these Vong, nor do they work in cooperation. I believe if Elvis will contact his fleet, he will find out his forces have been eliminated, as well."

 

Elvis turned to Luke to confirm this revelation.

 

"Yes, I just felt it, too. Thousands of voices were silenced..." Luke slumped as if he carried the weight of their deaths on his shoulders. Lord Samos seemed unaffected, almost energized. It was as if he fed off of the suffering, leeching lifeforce from those who agonized.

 

Silence surrounded the four men for several minutes, then Loor spoke up.

 

"You have said they use organics...could our researchers come up with a biotoxin that could combat this threat?"

 

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OOC: Sorry, I'm an Imperial, and I just can't trust Rebels that easily. I'm also a bit arrogant.

[ElvisMiggell]

OOC: That's okay Untimely, i'm kinda annoyingly humble most of the time, so you never know, we might make the perfect team to take on the Vong. Oh, by the way, am i allowed to choose which of my fleets got eradicated? At this stage in the conflict it would only be a relatively small one.

[Trejiuvanat]

Rjiuvan Shai lead the glorious forces of the Yuuzhan Vong to a victoryThey had come to this planet, Bespin, to aid the mushroom shaped floating abominations, which burned beautifully amid the clouds.

Shapers had assured him that the gases had made the effect of the explosion that delightful.

Shapers in their vessel had directed the capture of several examples of local fauna, as well as alien inhabitants of the galaxy that escaped the inferno only to be captured by the Yuuzhan Vong.

This Rebel vessel, much like the Imperial vessel were weak. They did not have the favor of the True Gods. They battle with the heart of a coward, then the tide turned and they fought and died, almost worthy of Yuuzhan VOng praise. Their fighters did at any rate. The commander of the bigger ships used them like a shield, trying to save his own skin at the cost of others. Rjiuvan Shai, had chosen to slay them outrights, even if the priests suggested him to capture slaves. Could these people that diminished sacrifice and death, be even worhty of the life of a slave?

He wandered along that thought path until the battle was over. And the blessing of Yun-Yammka spoken in the Glory Room.

. It had been a particularly easy victory. These so-called REbels were cowards. They fought like cowards, and, if smell would be carried overspace, they would smell like cowards.

Their Calamari Vessels, with opposed the beauty of true coral vessel with a mockery of metal and automatons had been slaughtered. Flames of fury, had consumed them.

[Trejiuvanat]

OOC: The fleet my sadistic doppelgänger just erradicated was defending Bespin, it might be just a few Light Mon Cals, and their fighters wings.

The commander was probably an idiot watching over the most boring planets in the Rim. he deserved his death That was my sadistic alter-ego again.

BTW, thanks Elvis, perhpas Iulan will become more powerful than anyone can imagine. Just get me out of my prison.

[ElvisMiggell]

OOC:

Yeah that could be a few thousand deaths at least. Okay we'll go with that. I'm afraid that's a no can do on the rescue. In our new spirit of attempted cooperation it would hardly be constructive. Either they will have to let you go, or you will have to do it yourself, or you can join them. The choice is yours Padawan, you know which is right, in your heart at least.

 

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IC:

 

Elvis shifted on his feet, concern appeared on a face with lines that spoke of his years on conflict.

 

Elvis: "As with any biolgical being, there is always a substance that has a strongly adverse effect on it, however i do not think that this would be the best way to deal with the problem. Though we think that these creatures cannot be bartered with, i believe that we have a duty to try."

 

Elvis didn't say that he feared the Empire would seek to eradicate this threat out of hand. Such an attack would be more monstrous than the Caamasi Event....

 

Elvis watched the different expressions on Loors face. Luke had told him the Loor would listen to what he said, and consider it. Apparently Loor was one of the few more objective officers in the Empire, who would listen to good advice even when it hurt his pride. However, Elvis wasn't sure what was the right advice to be giving at the moment.......................

[ElvisMiggell]

Supreme Overlord Shimrra twisted, balence, pary, jab, block, twist and balence. It was a rhythm taught him by his father, and his father before him. Shimrra danced through his opponents, making their final sacrifice. These men would die by the closest thing to a God they would see, before they met with Yun-Yammka himself. These men were not slaves, they were warriors, who had chosen this way to die, to honour their master, and their Gods, a sacrifice freely given to the Slayer. There was no greater sacrifice a warrior could make.

 

Shimrra noted the effectiveness of his new arms. Though effectiveness was not yet all it would be, lethality was incredible, now it was simply a matter of inventing new techniques that would make use of all four arms in the most efficient manner.

 

Finally all the warriors were dead, and an aide walked into the large sparring chamber. He was followed by a team of priests who would sanctify the bodies and give them their rightful disposal.

 

Aide: "Overlord, we recieve news from Bespin. The planet is taken. All troops were slain, they served a cowardly commander and it was deemed that they were not worthy of sacrifice."

 

Shimrra: "And who was it that made this decision?"

 

Aide: "It was Rjiuvan Shai my Lord, he ordered that the opponents were unworthy."

 

Shimrra: "A wise course of action. We would not want to offend the Gods by offering unworthy sacrifices. Send my commendations, along with a woman and a Plaerin Bol for him."

 

The aide retreated from the romm, and Sumpreme Overlord Shimrra returned to his musings of the Eigth Cortex.

[UntimelyDemise]

OOC: The fact that you guys can take on a Vong persona so easily disturbs me to no end...

 

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IC:

 

After some thought, Loor spoke.

 

"You want to barter with them...just like a Rebel. How your cause has ever continued, I'll never know. Isn't it obvious that the Vong aren't to be bargained with? And why would they need to? What can we give them that they can't take? It's apparent that they outgun even Imperial Star Destroyers. No, I don't think they will accept weak talk. The only way any communication will be useful is after we have shown we are stronger than them, or at least as strong. And for that, we will need to be victorious in battle."

 

Though Loor had never seen these Vong, he envisioned mighty ships cutting through space, only to be ripped open by the combined might of the Imperial Navy and Rebel cruisers. Loor did not want to admit it, but he was at a loss as to what to do. If diplomacy would work, he'd be more than glad to talk. But from the reports he had been given, the Vong had not spoken at all to any of their combatants. If he met the Vong, he didn't want to give up any initiative by trying to open communications. Loor felt turbolasers would do the talking for him. But so far, the Vong had not been stopped. As a matter of fact, they hadn't even been slowed.

 

Loor began again.

 

"Whatever we decide, we're going to need to do it quickly. Even as we speak, the Vong are moving toward another system. They grow more dangerous every moment. We cannot afford to delay any longer."

 

Elvis nodded his head in agreement.

 

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OOC: Duh! Yes, nodded is the correct term, not shook.

Edited March 19, 2003 by UntimelyDemise

[ElvisMiggell]

Elvis NODDED his head in agreement.

 

Elvis: "There are powers in the Rebellion who feel that they can be bartered with, however, I am forced to concur with you. I do not believe that they will be bartered with. Borsk believes that they can be talked to, but in the meantime I am to carry on conducting as effective a defence as possible. Though I do not like it, I believe that in this case, the most effective defence is going to be a strong offence."

 

"As Lord Samos has probably informed you, we have a squadron of Jedi. I also have access to a large amount of ship. I suggest a combined fleet operation on a hunt and kill mission. We have facilities set up in the Tatooine system."

 

"Now, if we are to do this, I recomend we implement a balenced fleet, with both Imperial and Rebel elements, along with joint planning between the four of us. What do you have in the way of ships that could be made available to such a force?"

 

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OOC: Vong persona is fun!!! Um, I think this might be the best way to go forward for the time being at least. Due to the earlier setting, Luke is still RELATIVELY young and headstrong, which means I'm going to have him condone proactiveness. Thoughts?

[UntimelyDemise]

OOC: I agree. Luke needs to be able to condone this kind of operation. If he didn't, this would get kinda boring. I'm just glad you're controlling Luke, because I couldn't act as peacenik as he does.

 

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IC:

 

Loor wasn't crazy about giving the Rebel an inventory of his available fleet, but what choice did he have? Perhaps if he just failed to account for some of the ships...

 

"I will transfer a ship list when I get back to the Proud Order, but suffice to say I have ample ships available. We have..."

 

Loor was interupted by a beep from his comlink.

 

"If you'll excuse me for a moment." Loor walked off a few meters to speak in private.

 

"Loor here. What is it?"

 

"Sir, we have received word from Fleet Command that another Imperial fleet has been dispatched to deal with the alien threat. They are asking us to send some ships to augment the fleet. What should we do?"

 

Loor didn't want to weaken his own force, but knew that the fleet would be terribly outmatched if he didn't turn over something.

 

"Inform the commanders of Furious Strike and Malignant that they are to rendezvous with the attack fleet. If they can't make do with a Victory cruiser and an Imperial Star Destroyer, they have no business attacking in the first place."

 

Loor thought for a moment then said "Give me the commander of Malignant."

 

The comlink crackled, then an older gentleman spoke.

 

"Captain Borden here, Admiral. What are our orders?"

 

"Captain, you will be receiving orders momentarily. I want to personally give you some instructions above and beyond these; however. You are going to go to battle with these alien forces. I am unsure of the success of this operation, so I need you to prepare for an early withdrawal from the battle. Gather as much information as you can. If the battle goes badly, withdraw and return to me. Make sure you make several micro jumps so the Vong cannot follow you. Is that understood?"

 

A moment of silence was followed by Borden's reply.

 

"Yes, sir. If we are so assured of defeat, why are we attacking?"

 

"I am not in charge of this foolish attack, only you and Furious Strike. As such, I expect you to follow all orders of the fleet commander...up to the point in which you must withdraw. Inform Strike's commander to do the same. And only commit half of your starfighter squadrons. We will need as many fighters as possible when a successful operation can be planned. Loor out."

 

Loor then turned and walked back to Elvis.

 

"I have some bad news. Imperial Fleet Command is making a grave mistake, but it could still bring about some positive information."

 

Loor went on to explain the doomed fleets' plans.

 

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OOC: I know, I know...I'm sending thousands to their deaths. But this might give us a little info on the Vong force, since there have been no survivors in any of the other attacks.

[Trejiuvanat]

OOC: The fact that you guys can take on a Vong persona so easily disturbs me to no end...

 

OOC: Vong persona is cool, it's just being a sadistic maniac that cannot be restrained by our concept of civilization.

 

IC:

Rjiuvan Shai thanked the Gods for thier favor in his conquests. He had slain symbols, so he could become one of them.

The reincarnated God, Overlord Shimraa, had sent gifts for him, a female, to please him and probably to contribute iwth the next generation of Vong warrior and a Plaerin Bol. He had Rtuase, a priester of Yun-Yuuzhan perform the operation. Ceremonially had been the prayers and sacrifices of Ugnaughts and humans, and the music ritually remembering the shaping of the universe in the hand of the True Gods.

His fleets now rested in the Hoth system, the asteroid field now bigger, thanks to the destruction of Hoth Five, and Hoth Six, was the main shipyard of the Yuuzhan Vong fleet. Aletered grutchins, bigger than the ones carried on the coralskippers, were used to devour stone and rock and feed it to the yorik coral warships. Dovin basal mines were installed in the outskirts of the system to prevent infidel ships from entering the systems, they had already caught some of them this way, apparently some escapees from Bespin, had chosen to flee to Hotd and foud out too late that they were in the hands of the Yuuzhan Vong.

A K'rastal shriek warned Rjiuvan Shai, that infidel ship had entered the system. The Glory Room reverted to its darker shade as blaze bug formed to represent the strategic overview of the system. Five more of the dagger ships were visible. One of them was smaller than the others and one of the controller Vong, identified it as a so-called Victory Destroyer. Menaingless names for the creatures of this galaxy. Victory, Destruction.

For a heartbeat the commander of that fleet was surprised, he had been yanked out of darkspace early, thanks to the dovin basal minefield. His fleet had not come out in formation and coralskipper stationed on the bases that begun to pour plasma on the ships.

With a bark Rjiuvan Shai, ordered his controller to make a microjump in dark space and use the advantage of the dovin basal interdiction to drop out just above the dagger ships.

HAd one of his controllers refused he would have been slain. It waws common knowledge that dovin basals and Yammosk endured problem in this kind of in-system jumps, but it was necessary. A Yuuzhan Vong corvette analog and a frigate analog would too, jump in.

In less than thirty seconds the group of Vong ships jumped over thousands of phons. And popped out above the lead triangle ship.

Immediately some of the dagger ships focused fire on the Legacy of Torment. Two of the dagger ships though, focused on destroying the Dovin basal mine, they were learning that if they fire more frequent shots than strong shots the dovinbasal could not create enough voids and would die.

"Warcommander, they have destroyed the Interdictor."

"Annihilate them. Launch all fighters."

COralskippers came out of the Torment and swarmed around the traingle ships chasing their double-hexagon-wing fighter down.

Fighters, too, were learning that their mass fire techniques worked fine against the coralskippers.

Rjiuvan Shai, knew that eventually the weakness of some of their technology would be discovered, so he had to make sure every time that all ships were erradicated.

"One Dagger is destroyed, another is drifting into the asteroid field."

"correction, Commander, another one is drifting into the astoroid field."

Rjiuvan Shai analyzed the movement of the second drifting warship.

"That one is not drifting, it's trying to escape. It's simulating damage and an erratic course. Capture them, I will talk to the commander. Signal Painful, to destroy the last of the dagger ships, the smaller one can escape." The warmaster sentenced.

HE would allow that to escape, it would make them believe that they had outsmarted the Yuuzhan Vong. They should believe that they can escape. They would see our tactics, they would see our technology. But they won't see Victory.

 

Hours after the battle grutchins were feisting on the metallic remains of the battle. The interview with the "Admiral" had been pleasant, he had granted the Admiral a quick death at his own hands, as reward for such thinking. his tactical knowledge was veryhelpful to understand infidels better. Rjiuvan Shai did not have a doubt on the supriority of the Yuuzhan Vong, but he knew that superiority alone could not guarantee success, learning of them, could help them much.

He would allow his forces to rest. Before he continued on thier route of conquest. His Plaerin Bol writhed, and that sense soothed Rjiuvan Shai, warrior of the Yuuzhan VOng.

[ElvisMiggell]

OOC: Mwah hah hah hah! We win again. Of course for the first few months the galaxy will be reeling from defeat after defeat!!!

[SWARMER]

OOC: COULD SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED SINCE PAGE 9 (oops the caps lock was on). I have been away and i have no time currently to read all the posts. It would be much appriciated. I hipe the imps have missed me and my hacking skills.

 

Please.

 

 

Help me

[Trejiuvanat]

OOC: You might want to check the "summary" topic. Anyway, the Rebels found ten JEdi from the Outbound Flight, who are flying in a fighter squadron. On mission above Krall, Iulan S'Tor, me, was captured by the Imps.

Meanwhile the Yuuzhna VOng entered the galaxy, defeated Imperials at Endor, Rebels at Bespin, and an Imperial attack fleet at Hoth, one Vioctory DEstroyer escaped Hoth. the planet HOth is destroyed and the system is the location of thier major shipyards.

On Krall Elvis and Loor (Untimely) along with Skywalker and Samos (Igor) are discussing a truce, or alliance to defeat the Vong. Iulan (me) is on the edge of turning to the dark side. Perhaps Untimely could offer you to decipher Vong technology, after the Imps or the Rebs, defeat or at least capture a Vong ship or technology....

[ElvisMiggell]

OOC: Well we have a captuired Vong ship so perhaps now would be the time to bring in SWARMER as our leading slicer type bloke to decipher at least their language. Perhaps it will turn out that you're damn good at physics too and can help us develop some new weapons?

[Trejiuvanat]

OOC: Can the Yuuzhan Vong detect our beloved cloaked ships? I'd rather have them do so, since it takes us one more resource away.

 

IC:

It is time.

Time for what?

Escape, escape. What else?

That insane dialogue had been in his mind since he discovered the true output of his powers. Having loved to play dejarik, he understood that he should not make his move until he knew what move would he do next?

Join the Rebels back? Finish his training? Be called a Jedi, even if he was about to give into the dark side?

Remain with the Imps? Finish his training with new parameters? Become a dark Jedi who was once being trained by light Jedi?

Become a loner? Lost in a galaxy that would swallow him?

Escaping was the easy part.

He had found some peace in the prison. The opression of the first days had vanished. Instead there was indifference, much like the void that he had sensed. The void that was the Yuuzhan Vong.

Iulan wanted a black hole to pop out of nowhere and eat him.

Iulan wanted to take a ship and vanish into the Maw, or better yet. Leave the galaxy, take his misery to another place, perhaps the Yuzhan Vong's own galaxy.

The truly oppressive feeling was the debate between good and evil. Light and dark, eternal antagonists.

He wanted a void to vanish. A void that was the Yuuzhan Vong.

He smiled tighly, more like a carnivore poised on a hunt. He would go to the hunter. He was a hunter. He had slayed, he had tricked, he had championed justice, and he had been evil, absolutely evil. he had abuse his powers to kill.

He needed the void. The void that was the Yuuzhan Vong.

Using the Force one more time. He opened the metal door. Hours ago he had killed the ysalimiri. Using the power of the Force. The guards in front of the door he took out.

Lightsaber?

Samos had left it near to his cell, he had brought it to one interrogation.

Iulan knew that the next time he saw Samos, he would kill him. Just as well, he would kill Elvis too, and Iulor and Luke. And even the Imperial commander for that matter.

He wandered in the Star Destroyer looking for a vehicle to make his escape. he found a TIE Defender, proabbly Samos' vessel.

He ignited it and left the Star Destroyer. he knew that the ship had a cloaking device, he ignited it too. Below him Krall glowed with its savannahs and jungles and grasslands and tundra. It was full of life. He was fleeing this life.

He was now a void. Just like the void that was the Yuuzhan Vong.

WIth that thought he ignited the hyperdrive to the one place, he had sensed the Yuuzhan Vong. One place where evil had met good, and good had met evil. Endor.

Now he would meet the void. The void that was the Yuuzhan Vong.

[wormie]

Dury was extremely nervous, he had just come out of the 'fresher when he had been called to Wedge's office. I wonder what I did to warrant a visit his office, he thought as he walked through the halls of the Mon Cal heavy cruiser currently serving as Wedge's Flagship. I hope he didn't hear about me bragging to some of the other guys how I beat almost every one of his records on the sims. Before he knew where he was he was before Wedge's door and was knocking on it.

 

Wedge: Come in.

 

Dury: Cadet Dury reporting as ordered sir.

 

Wedge: At ease cadet, in fact sit down I have somethings that I have to discuss with you. As you may or may not have heard there is a new threat in the galaxy and I have been ordered to take a fleet and wait at one of our old rendezvous points at the edge of the galaxy, Sullust to be exact. And you Cadet have been assigned as my second in command.

 

Dury: Why me sir, I'm just a Cadet?" A surprised Dury said in shock and amazement.

 

Wedge: Well there are a couple of reasons, first is that you have combat experience with the cloaked A-wings, second is that I hear that you have a knack for starfighter tactics....

 

Dury: And what is the third reason sir?

 

Wedge: The third reason," Wedge said with a wry smile" is that I want to get back some of those records that you have taken from me.

 

Dury: Any time that you feel like getting shot up in the sims, you can count on me sir.

 

Wedge: I like your attitude Cadet, now go pack up your stuff and prepare to relocate to my Flagship. Dismissed Cadet.

 

Cadet Dury saluted Wedge and turned to leave the room, hoping that he wouldn't let one of his childhood heroes down.

 

OOC: what is Wedge's rank in this story, I can't keep refering to him as Wedge when I'm only a Cadet.

[Evaders99]

Emperor Evaders smiled. After a long meditation in the dark side, he felt a guiding hand.. lines of Dark Lords prepared to give him insight in the future. It is all going as I have forseen it.

 

He turned out to the distant space... black and dark.

 

Yes... so he has escaped to the ship you have placed unguarded, my friend. It is going as planned... proceed.

 

Moving his hand to touch a panel.. this moved a holographic creature another space. All as planned.. and soon it will be my victory!

 

Send out the fleet. Test their defenses.. we will see what they are made of.

[UntimelyDemise]

As the improbably meeting between the Imperials and the Rebels ended on Krall, two shuttles silently lifted from the surface to rejoin their commands.

 

Loor tapped a button to signal the Proud Order.

 

"Get me the slicer, Garth." Loor commanded.

 

After a few moments, Garth came on the line.

 

"Yes?" Garth said.

 

"We are in need of your services. You will be compensated double for this project. You will be moved to the surface to examine an alien vessel. I need to know everything about the vessel and the aliens themselves. I have no doubt about your abilities. Oh, and there will be some Rebel slicers there, too. Ensure they do not gather more information than you do."

[SWARMER]

As Garht come out of the shuttle that brought him to the surface, he suprised at the amount of security checkpoints that he had to go through. After he finally got there He was completly shocked at the design of the alien space craft. It was a large rock, sitting in the middle of the hanger. I wonder how this thing gets into the air? he thught.

 

THe first thing that he did to try to understand was watch some holorecordings of the space craft. The two things that he know that he was going to make or break this investigation was the way that it moved. There seemed to be no engine wash comming from the ship. He also thought if he could see how the black voids and the plasma weapons worked he would earn much more.

 

He went over to the spacecraft to see the rebel slicers all trying to hack into the thing with computers it seemed. That's not going to work, computers and organic material dont go together that well

 

He started to walk around the outside examining it from a relative distance. He noticed all the crevises and bumps of the ship. It looked to him like a raisin. He started to bursh his hand around the ship, hesetivly at first then he grew more confidence. All of the sudden, on th4e far sond of the ship, a seem formed and a doorway opened in the side. I'm not going to tell the rebels this, so that i will get paid

 

He quietly went inside the foren ship. As soon as he was inside the ship the door closed behind him causing to momentarly panic. I have a comlink to signal for help if i needed it he tried to convince himself.

 

He started to take random turns at random intersections to see if one lead him smoewhere. As he was comming to a dead end a door opened automatilly to reveal...

 

OOC:I'll be back later to finish it, got to go to class... And it's not Prime Minister TONY BLAIR! (Who does resemble C-3PO)

[UntimelyDemise]

OOC: Damn! I really wanted to say Tony Blair! That's my favorite joke...not very funny, huh?

 

BTW, Elvis...I'd never dream of double crossing the Rebels...

 

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IC:

 

Loor had been waiting for the return of Malignant and Furious Strike anxiously. The information they would bring would be very useful and he wanted to have his technicians on it as soon as possible. But Loor was getting a little worried.

 

Just then, a burned and broken Furious Strike exited hyperspace and came to a halt near the ISD Jagged Fang. Loor stared at it in horror.

 

"Comm, get me the Furious Strike!" barked Loor.

 

"Channel open, Admiral." replied the Comm officer.

 

"What the hell happened?! Where's Malignant??"

 

A long pause was followed by:

 

"Dead. They're all dead. It was a trap...they have interdictor ships...we managed to take out one, but there's so many of them..." replied a clearly shaken Captain Urrolt.

 

Loor could barely contain his anger. The stupidity of Imperial Fleet Command had caused him to lose one of his best Imperial Star Destroyers along with a trusted commander. After a moment to compose himself, he continued.

 

"Understood. Do you have any sensor data?"

 

"Sir, we have sensor data on every ship we encountered, along with a destroyed Vong fighter we managed to tractor on board before escaping. There is also a fighter embeded in Decks 18 and 19 which rammed us. The Vong warrior survived and killed 37 of our crewmen before a detachment of Stormtroopers stunned him. He is now under restraint in the brig, along with 10 of my best troopers guarding him. I must request he be taken immediately, as I fear his safety may not be guaranteed much longer. There are many angry troopers."

 

"Yes, yes, prepare to have him moved to the Intense Hatred. He'll be interogated immediately!"

[Trejiuvanat]

Iulan once liked hyperspace. Now the images, as if taken out of a calleidoscope bored him. Shapes, and lines and colors were now his only companions.

Iulan could not wait for his arrival. Anxiously he watched the chrono, every two seconds. He knew he could not turn back.

The chrono said thirty. Thirty seconds to reversion.

Iulan shook all sleep away.

Starlines slowed down to stars. A reshaped Endor awaited for him.

GOne was the planet that appeared in most of Rebel propaganda folder. In its place was a moon in a homogenous dark green. No more clouds, only the green.

In orbit was a Yuuzhan Vong cruiser. It was big, bigger than Imperial Sar Destroyer. Around the ship was debris, and the feeling of pain and anguish, that outlived the men and women that died.

COralskipper, their name came to him, even if he hadn't known it, launched to intercept him. The fact that they had come on an intercept course, meant that the cloaking shield was not working so he shut it down. He won more energy that he diverted to the laser. He programmed the firing sequence, to fire a weak ion shot and one laser. The first coralskipper, though, he killed with a torpedo. He could not feel them, not the pilots, nor their ships, it was the void he wanted to become.

The YUuzhan Vong commandeer did recognize, Iulan's flying skills, so he launched no more skips.

Iulan laughed, a foe that reacted like that had to be a coward.

Iulan still wanted to be part of the void. Iulan programmed a course that would take him directly inot the warcruiser.

 

Rjiuvan Shai had returned to Endor, another imfidel ship had been destroyed. He had still to oversee the shaping of the planet.

Then the warrior had arrived from darkspace. Rjiuvan had launched a squadron of coralskippers, which were ruthlessly slain. Now the yammosk reported, and the blaze bugs depicted, that the fighter was on a collision course to the Legacy of Torment. Then he stopped. The fighter writhed, as a living thing resisting an invisble hand from space. What had happened to it? Was there anythign we could not detect? Impossible. Rjiuvan barked an order and the ship would close on the fighter.

In half a heartbeat he realized he had been tricked.

 

His trick worked. THe Yuuzhan Vong was nearing him, it change its profile, and its frontal hangars were now directly in front of Iulan. He accelerated and prepared torpedoes. When he was close enough he fired five torpedos and a rain of fire on the hangar. Balck holes swallowed some lasers and torpedoes. By some hit the black surface. The eqivalent of a magocn field was down. He led the TIE Defender into the cavernous and poorly lit hangar.

He parked and opened the cockpit. he walked out and met a Yuuzhan VOng warrior, horrendous scar and operation marked his face and body.

"I am Rjiuvan Shai." he said.

"I am Iulan S'Tor." Iulan replied.

 

Rjiuvan looked into the eyes of the infidel. The infidel that had slayed and tricked. He owuld test him before exchange futher words.

A dozen of warrior left thier positions and attacked the infidel with anphistaffs. A sword of fire blossomed from his hand. and cut warriors to pieces with the smae precision of a priest. He parried the anphistaffs and cut thier heads off. Hepierced the vonduun crab armor, and deformed the already deformed faces.

In a flash of a second Rjiuvan Shai grabbed for his own amphistaff, then the blade of fire cut it. His hand fell on the floor.

The Yuuzhan Vong lay in pieces around Rjiuvan Shai. The infidel looked taller, and more powerful, alike the Gods. At least I'll die revering them. WIth his blade the infidel cut his right hand and allowed it to fall on Rjiuvan Shai. Blood too fell on him, the very smell of it bringing some life back in Rjiuvan Shai.

"Take my hand, warrior. Attach it to your arm, you alone deserve life."

Rjiuvan Shai who, otherwise would have asked for death, stood up and took the infidels hand. The hand he had cut, much like Yun-Yuuzhan did in the beginning of time.

"Only if you take mine." Rjiuvan said, and proclaimed a prayer. He reincorporated and knelt before him. Here he was kneeling before one who was the Gods. This Iulan S'Tor was Yun-Yuuzhan, was Yun-YAmmka, and Yun-Harla. WIthout furhter words. Rjiuvan lead the way to the priests, that would perform the reattachement of the hands.

 

Iulan slept then, placidly. His last memories were those of the reattachment of th eYuuzhan VOng hand. he had done it on purpose, he would have part of the void for himself, and his lost hand was now that of Rjiuvan Shai.

JEdi, and Dark Jedi, were part of a past. His future was now in the void. In the void that was the Yuuzhan Vong.

 

 

[Guest JediIgor]

"Garth? What a joyous surprise" I clamored as a door slid to reveal him.

 

"Mabak? Well, well, reunited with my captor at last," smirked Garth.

 

"Actually..." I paused, pondering, "my true identity is that of Supreme Warlord Samos."

 

"I was wondering why you were so quiet and reserved; you were probably probing me with the force all that time, weren't you? Explains how Loor knew most of my tricks," Garth groaned.

 

I laughed. "On the contrary, I only revealed my identity to Loor after you were captured, so I am sure he figured it out by himself."

 

"Well then, what are you doing on the ship? I thought I was the only one who could figure out how to get in?" implored Garth.

 

'I was minding the beatiful architecture of the ship, my hand stroking the ship, when I came upon a more irregular surface then usual... then a door opened and I could go inside. If it's your pay you are worrying about though, do not worry, I did not report my findings yet," said I, trying to comfort Garth.

 

"Ah." was all Garth could think of saying at the moment.

 

"Lead on, master hacker, and I shall see where you bring us to," I half-ordered.

 

As Garth started walking toward the unknown, I merely followed him.

[SWARMER]

ooc: that's not what i was thinking, but i can work with it.

 

Ic: Nervous that this man was following him around the unknown ship, but reasured in the man's confidence in his abilites.

 

Garth decided to lead the man to the front of he ship assuming that the aliens brige was there. (ooc: I'm going to assume that you are a decent shot with a blaster) As they got to yet another dead end the door opened to see a alien shanding there with a staff pointing at my direction.

 

His muscles were all tensed and he was getting ready to hurl the thing. My first reaction was to drop and roll. Shit i'm dead He thought as he hit the corridor wall. There was a lour blaster shot followed by a thump. Still expecting to die garth dedn't move

 

Samos(for short) "It's saft to rise now, garth. I have disposed of the intruder" He said as he put away his blaster.

 

Garth got up feeling quite embarased and ventured into the room. There was a large seat in the center of the room with a mask and a bunch of nerves going from it to the roof on the chair. There were a few other stations around the room, a bunch of dead aliens (one still smoking). Garth decided to show this man his skill and went directly to the seat. He put th emask on to reveal a alien speeking toung.

 

"Samos, Could you get a protocal droid in here unnoticed, i want to understand all on the ship before i report it" Said Garth Confidently

 

Samos held his toung on insulting the man for not using his rank "It is possible, give me 10 minutes" then the man left.

 

Garth decided to look at the varoiuus stations, not touching tho, for fear of dire consequences. One looked to him like a communications station because it had large membrane at the front of it, another the weapons station because of all the large round buttonsall over it.

 

As promised samos came back with a protacol droid. "Please put it in the seat in the middle of the room with the mask on. Also tell it or record what it hears then decipher it please." said garth

 

After about five munites (the droing giving updates on his progress) the Garth asked the droid to ask the ship what the prupose of the stations in the bridge were. THe one with buddons was a communication station with villips on it and the other was a weapons station.Oops got it wrong thought Garth. The droid also sait that seat the he was sitting in was the pilot's station.

 

Garth "How does it see where it's going?"

 

Droid " One must ask it to display a foward view then you put your hands in these things (pointing to what Garth thought of as arm rests) and move things in there to control it's movement"

 

Garth decides to give it a try.

 

As he's removing the droid Samos says "What do you thing you are doing"

 

"Trust me" Says Garth Slyly

 

He puts the mask on and puts his hands in the things. He sees the docking bay wall in front of him and tries to hover up a bit. He tries to Lift his hands and the thing shoots up. Quickly removing hes hands, it starts to hover.

 

Garth "YOu may want to signal to the people in the docking bay that things arr under control, at least relativly. That way they wont start shooting at us"

 

Samos says a few things into his comlink and then replaces it on his belt

 

Garth " are you a good pilot?"

 

Samos " Relativly, why"

 

Garth "Because i'm not too good at it so if you want, put this mask on and put your hands in these things. Lift hands up and you will go up and so on and so fourth"

 

He puts the mask on and puts his hands in the things...

 

ooc: Samos gets to have fun with it now - i'm going to got to the weapons station with the droind so if you may include that...

 

That was fun

[ElvisMiggell]

OOC: Interesting....

 

IC: Elvis stormed into the hanger, closely followed by Luke.

 

Elvis: "What in the name of Corellia is going on?!"

 

Luke: "It looks to me like someone's figured out how to fly the ship. That Imperial slicer that was hanging around earlier has dissapeared so I'd guess it was him. And Samos is on board too. I'd suggest we release some droid targets and get some focused sensor readings on them. I'd also suggest we feed the information to Loor live."

 

Elvis gave the neccessary orders. Drones were launched, and sensors were directed at the vong ship.

 

Samos took the ship smoothly out of the hanger and performed some preliminary tests whilst Garth worked out the basics of the weapons and shield systems. Then in a flash Samos inverted and made an attack run at the drones. Whilst hesitant at first Garth soon started cutting down the drones like flies. His accuracy was incredible. Both Luke and Samos could tell it was not from the force. And Samos knew that whilst he was a skilled pilot, he was not this skilled, certainly without the force, which was very difficult to touch with this mask on. It seemed to restrict the flow.

 

Somewhat later, once the craft had been recovered. Luke and Elvis walked into the meeting room with Loor, Garth, and Samos.

 

Loor: "I have recieved some interesting information. It seems......"

 

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OOC: Over to someone else.