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You should be able to tell the fighters when to fire the them.
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And where am I? Are you a trained artist SM?
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Wait and see
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Can you actually see the torps?
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I prefer the Rapora
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Garik looked at the tunnel of light which was Hyperspace. He was dead, officially at least, Evahe had looked after everything. His personnal speeder had been bombedand destroyed to give the impression of a terrorist attack. The short range plasma bomb used in the attack had destroyed any proof. While the Security forces arrived Garik had jumped into Hyperspace using an old Lambda shuttle. All Evahe had given him was some Hyperspace coordinates and a code: Krayt Dragon 591029 Rancor 054380549 Womp Rat Nuna 056 He had not told what was over there only tat it was Hope, a thing Garik had thought had disappeared after seeing the Rapora Cruisers whipping out the GFFA ships in waves of mines and plasma. The Shuttle arrived into the Gorath system. Garik scanned the com frequencies. Suddenly two black shapped ships exited hyperspace on each side of the shuttle. The where about the lengh of Corvette and were painted night black. The bridge was at the back of the ship. In a position where they could easily look over the front to the ship. The ship was armed with no less than 4 turbolaser batteries, two were positioned on top in a postion to cover the bridge and the two other directly underneath the top ones. The two top batteries of each ship rotated and aimed the shuttle. "You have ten seconds to transmit the identification code. Any change of course will mean imediate destruction." said a voice in the communication panel of the shuttle. Garik switched on the mic. "Krayt Dragon 591029 Rancor 054380549 Womp Rat Nuna 056" The turbolasers of the to black ships rotated back into their standbye positions and each of the ships moved into a position to escort the shuttle. "Welcome to the Gorath system. You may land on Gorath 3. The Commander shall be awaiting you." The communication was cut. Garik piloted the Shuttle to the 3 planet. It seemed like the planet was surrounded by a giant storm all that ould be seen was the intermitent flashes of lightning. A large Skyhook was orbiting the planet, connecting it to the ground was a long tube which must have been a lift. Identification lights turned on indicating a Hangar. Garik landed the shuttle in it. A welcoming commitee was awaiting him, 4 soldiers in blue uniform. At their head was an officer. As Garik descended the ramp The soliders and the officer saluted, Garik returned the salut and then looked at the 4 soldiers, thy were each armed with 1 Bryar pistol but the protective patch on their shoulders suggested they ere used to uusing heavier weaponary. Garik turned towards the officer. "I am General Garik Ioor." "Commander Lor Mazoc, I command this facility. Please follow me we shall talk while we walk." Garik followed the Commander out of the hangar and into the corridors of the Skyhook. "May i enquire what this facility was created for." The Commander smilled. "You will have to see that by your own eyes sir."
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That is the message i get each time i try submitting a card. i downloaded ruhtml and it generated and html file but i don't know what to do after that. Please somebody HELP!
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I watched the film this week end and frankly. I never thought Mc Donalds food could look so aweful. What do you think?
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Okay. i am having problems installing but i shall tell you once its done.
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Awesome. i am reinstalling Gmax and i shall get to work. And are the Kar Lurs about the same size as an ISD?
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Manu Chao - Petite blonde du boulevard brune Its passing on the radio
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aha Now we know who Mask likes BTW i think this may be the thred to ask this. But when i use the school Macs. The internet explorer is square and does not cover all the screen. is this normal. And how do you make it cover the hole screen?
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i am not old anought to have a job A good way o rate a game is too calculate how long GAT is absent from the forums
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I am actually thinking of making a model of several rapora ship so thec can be used in rebellion. Once i have them done i will tell you.
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technically i would need 9 months to save up that amount. Now if we count christmas... cut of a few weeks... count birthday... let say about 7 months. Of course I had already calculated all this.
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Thanks so much man At last some place in my Inbox
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Garik sat in his Command chair, waiting. He had taken his small taskforce composed of 5 Nebulon-B, 2 ISDII and the Admiral Ackbar into the Rapora territory and had laid in ambush. The route was the one between Bastion and Csilla. Ressources were exchanged but it seemed like they would have to wait longer before they could cause some damage. The crew was growing nervous, they did not like being so vulnerable. "Captain should we not move?" asked a Lieutenant, the man was obviously new and was sweating alot. "Wait lieutenant. I think we should not have to wait much longer." Effectively, hardly had the Garik finished his phrase that a small Vaagri strike force exited hyperspace. "To battle positions! Launch all fighters. The fregates are to break up and pass behind the enemy fleet. The K-Wing bombers shall give them cover as well as their respective fighter squadrons." The Vaagari started to Maneouver as the Nebulon-Bs moved to surround them. The Convay was lightly defended but still was a challenge. 5 vaagari fregates and a Rapora cruiser. "Open fire on the cruiser." The turbolasers of the Ackbar roared sending blasts of destructive energy crashing against the shields of the Rapora. The cruisers answered by sneding balls of plasma which crashed onto the shields of one of the ISDs and burned its hull. The Vaagari were less lucky and the K-Wings destroyed a fregate before the fighters could defend them. The Nebulons also zook damage. One of them was cut in half by a plasma blast. The burning hull pouring bodys and debris into space. Ten minutes later all was finished. They burning remains of the Rapora cruiser finished consuming itself while the GFFA fleet regrouped. they had lost 3 nebulons and one of the ISD would need repairs before being used again in battle but the operation was a succes. The GFFa fleet jumped to join Nevahe and report.
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Tuvax smilled as Skywalker dropped his blade. One of the remaining Rapora attracted it to him and hooked it onto his belt. Tuvax's eyes fell on Malice crouching on the ground, his hand covering one of his eyes. Dark blood trickeld between his claws. He turned towards the Rapora warriors "Follow me." The guards pluged their lightsabers into their plasma rifles, they did not need to attract attention while escorting the prisonners to their ship. Tuvax led the group out of the hangar into the darkened streets of Mos Eisley. The Rapora and their prisonners zigzagued between the men too drunk to remember and the people hastly returning to their homes before being mugged by the robbers who roamed the streets at this hour. Tuvax's comlink beeped as they turned a corner. "This is Shren. A lone X-Wing has managed to pass the Mine field." Tuvax smilled, the red tattoos on his face giving him a devilish look. "Do not engage. Let him land. We will deal with this." Second catch of the day. *** "I hope you call to announce a victory." Garik hesitated, this may ruine his entire career but he could not lie to the best friend of his Uncle. "We lost. The battle and nearly the entire taskforce." Evahe sighed. "Garik... I do not know what to do with you. You ware to bring the remaining of the fleet back here. We will talk once you arrive." The communication ended. Garik sat back in his seat and took his head in his hand. Why him? Why now? Garik looked at the blaster lying on his desk. The percpective of a quick end a end to all the sufferings. Garik chased this thought of his mind. What would his uncle think of him he had to face what was to come and this meant leaving the army, his throat tightened, the army, it had been his family for so many years... Garik got up and left his cabin. As he climbed up the corridor of the Viscount cruiser avoiding the maintenance teams who were repairing after the latest battle, he thought of how this may be the last time he sees the ship. He arrived on the bridge. The crew was working on the few remaining monitors. Lots of the bridge bore bandages because of injures caused during the battle. "Orders captain?" asked an officer "Set a course for Coruscant." A few minutes later the fleet jumped.
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Here we use swiss francs. 1 Euro= 1.5 CHF
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I believe i have already sent you my files weeks ago... Why is my Name in red
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What actually changes? does your email stay the same or get put to @yahoo.com?
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As time passes Mad starts to get a bit of cash. I have got 100 francs now!
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N3C's dad is not a banker but he workis in a computer company Maybe if you ask him nicely?
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Since you joined the forum and became an active member. I find the ranking is also quite good. I was wondering... Are the changes applied to only a few ranks or are they< general?
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Does the Tuvax scenario sound okay?