BadSamaritan

You know, when it comes to the Galactic Empire never having been defeated vs Vong armada, one vessel would make the Vong shudder in their boots (Or whatever they wear). The Eclipse. Twice the length (at a minumim) of a Super Star Destroyer. Six to ten wings of starfighters. A hull strong enough to ram a Star Destroyer without a dent. Several gravity well projectors. And a superlaser on top of it all. To destroy just one of these vessels, the Vong would have to get within range of it. Before they do, the Eclipse could blast a vew vessels with the superlaser. Then they get in range. Whoops, that is one hell of a sheild system, ain't it? And that is a lot of guns strapped to that hull. Scrap a few more cruisers. Kamikazee starfighters? Uh-oh, that hull is pretty thick. Like flies splattering against a cement wall. Scrap that plan. Wait, are thopse support vessles? I think so. Star Destroyers everywhere!! Vong are screwed now. Ok, that Vong fleet is done. Who's next? Oh yah, to all you Dark Empire haters. There is nothing wrong with the Reborn Emperor story arc. Thank you GL for finally making the prequals worth while to the EU.

Personally, I'm still waiting for the "whoops, where did THAT fleet come from?" post. With those type of games, the Imps always manage to nail me with a fleet that I didn't even know existed, let alone was prepared to tangle with. Last time it cost me my 'Search and Destroy" fleet. Poor Karde never had a chance.

Right. As soon as the local SWAT team gets past me, my arsenal of shotguns and homemade explosives, and my semi-legal .50 cal rifle, they can have my house. I would say a high body count is really what Wal*Mart wants all over the news.

Seeing as how there ended up only being ONE Grand Admiral at a time in the long run, it would make sense. As for me, i already have my title though out. Not gonna share it though, in case someone tries to steal it.

I think Pelleon may have refferred to him as Warlord once. Or maybe I am thinking of someone else. Eh, I'm tired. It works in my mind.

Actually, I do believe that Thrawn himself had the rank of "Warlord" bestowed upon him by the Emperor. I may be wrong however.

First thing I would try, is swtich the computeres around on the roouter, i.e. the computer in slot one goes into slot two, and vice versa. If that doesnt work, unplug both computers from teh router, hit the reset button on the router, plug them both back in, hit the reset button again. I have seen this method work in the past severa times, even though it makes no sense. Wprse cpmes to worse, reset you internet connections, uninstall anything having to do with the router all at the same time, then reinstall the net connection one the primary machine, then hook the router up to it. Then hook up the second machine, and re-install the network setting on them both. If that doesnt work..... trying tightening your modem belt.

Already been discussed heavily. My thought is that the Empire would have just thrown their "Uber-warfleet-of-never-endingness" at them, and stomped them out of existance as they tried to get a foothold. Especially if they utilized Thrawn and Force Storms.

(Editors Note: Been working on the RP as of late with the guys, so I haven't had a lot of time top write the next part. And I will be jumping forward a bit, as trying to get Tavira to join us took over three sessions, and the following is what convinced her to join us. So I figured, what the hell, may as well just skip to the finale. Also, this part will mark the beginning of the end of this part of the overall arc. The next portion will be named Empire Risen: Admirality) Admiral Tavira stalked around the room, her mind moving quickly. She was no fool. She had looked over the plan Admiral Teshik had presented to her over and over again. She had asked every question she could think of, trying to convicer herself it could work. But she just could not see it happening. "This is foolish, Admiral. There are to many unknown factors. To many changing variables. Your plan is follish, and will bring doom to your empire." Tavira said, her voice sharp. But Teshik sat in his seat calmly, smiling slightly. "Oh, it will work. We simply have to adjust the unknown wariables to our needs, which is simply done. We tricked the New Republic into handing over its' Super Star Destroyer, and the life of one of its' greatest heroes, easily enough." he said, and Tavira turned to him. "That was just one battle. A battle that could easily have turned against you. You got lucky." she said, and Teshik laughed, an eerie sound to say the least. "My dear Tavira, that battle happened just as we wanted it to. Nothing could have gone wrong. Every aspect had been looked at, every possible problem covered. If anything had gone wrong, it would have been something well beyond our ability to control." Teshik said, a smile on his face. His smile forced Tavira to calm down slightly. "I do have to admit, Admiral, that when I heard that the Lusankya had been captured by the Empire, I thought it was just a rumor. But then the New Republic announced it. I can certainly say that taking that one vessel has been the Victory the Empire needed tp prove they still had fight left in them." she said, and Teshik again nodded. "And trust me, Tavira. We have a lot more fight left in us yet. Now, shall we go over the plans I have laid out before you again, to adress your concerns?" he asked, and Tavira nodded. Teshik smiled inwardly, knowing he was slowly winning her over. She was smart, he gave her that much. But subtle wordplay was well beyond her. ********************************************************* "Admiral Cortvis, we have a comm signal from the Shadowblade. They say they have a quartet of Star Destroyers on their long range sensors. And none of our vessels are supposed to be there." Captain Treviss said quietly, and Cortvis perked his head slightly. He had been staring down at reports on their new weapon tracking systems, and was concentrating on memorizing all of it. "Not ours? I doubt that. No Imperial vessels would be this far into our territory. There is nothing of value within a dozen lightyears of here. You would have to travel even farther to find anything worth attacking." he said, and the captain nodded. "Regardless, sir, they are there. Could they be part of a warlords force?" the captain asked, and Cortvis thought about it a moment. Not many warlords had that kind of firepower anymore. And the few that did had either vanished in the past few months, or were still entrenched in the core. "Again, highly doubtfull. But still, this is something we should investigate. Call all vessels back to our position. When they have all arrived, have them prepare for battle." he said, and he slowly stood from his seat. This was supposed to have been an easy patrol mission in a virtual dead zone. But perhaps it wasn't so dead afterall. "Also, contact High Command. They will want to know of this." he said, and he began to wait for the rest of his forces to arrive. And once they did, they would jump to the unknown Star Destroyers, and see what was going on. ********************************************************** Admiral Tavira and Admiral Pelleon were arguing once again over the merits of assassinating their enemies when the alarm sounded. They both looked up, and Teshik frowned. before any onf them could say anything, an esign ran into the room, breaking several regulations of the Imperial navy. Teshik reminded himself quickly to punish him later. "Admirals, enemy vessels have left hyperspace near us. Sensors indicate nearly a dozen vessels, with starfighters launching. Intel syas thier IFF transponders match up with Admiral Cortvis' main patrol force." he said, and Teshik shot to his feet. "Contact all vessels, have them set up in formation Beta-Six-Six. Launch all starfighters. We will be moving to the bridge. Keep me updated." teshik said, and he then turned to Tavira. "Admiral, would you mind terribly if I borrowed your fleet for a while? I will need them to snuff out this nuisance." he said, and Tavira stared at him blankly. Her forces were no match for Admiral Cortvis and his battle hardened group. In her mind, they should run. But, she knew that with Teshik in command, they had a chance. Then the truth hit her. Her forces had been sited moving in conjunction with Imperial vessels. She would no longer be considered a rouge Imperial by the New Republic. Now, she had no choice. Wether she liked it or not, she had to join with Teshik and Pelleon, or face the reality of running for the rest of her existance. "Of course Admiral. And just so you know, I have considered your offer. I think I will be joining the Empire once again." she said, and Teshik grinned. "Like you had a choice." he said, and he left the room, Pelleon following him quickly. And finally, Tavira understood. This was all going according to his plan. She had been lured into a trap she could not escape. And now she knew the caliber of the mastermind she was dealing with. ********************************************************* "Admiral, IFF transponders mark the vessels as Imperial. One of them is the Invidious." Captain Treviss remarked, and Cortviss scoffed. "So, Pelleon finally got Tavira back. Good for him. To bad she will not make it back to safer space. have our lighter ships move back to gaurd our flanks. Order the Lightning and Swordplay move forward from us. lets keep this quick and clean." he said, and he smiled. he outgunned his enemies, and had caught them off gaurd. This battle was hs to win, and no one elses. (Editors Note: Frieds showed up, being distracted. I'll finish this later.)

Go to court on the 30th of this month. Talked to a lawyer yesterday, she said that she can get them to drop one of the charges, then we can try and plead down due to the reason i was driving. I was over half a mile from my house, and the windchill registered at -17 F. I did try to find a sober cab, but no luck. So driving was the only realistic option.

Basically, I got busted for drinving drunk. Again. Blew a .17 at the scene. I live in Minnesota, USA, so the legal limit for BAC is .08. They are charging me with Driving While Intoxicated, and for driving with a BAC of over .08. What confuses me is that they are both the same thing, but they are bringing two counts of it against me.

IDIOTS GUIDE TO BEING A CRUEL EMPIRE Step 1: Recruit until there is no one else left out there for your side. Step 2: Max out everyones diplomacy. Step 3: Heavily fortify one world, and load it down with mines and refineries. If need be, use two worlds. Make sure these worlds are guarded by people who can detect enemy missions easily. Step 4: Build a Death Star. One is all you need. Step 5: Begin obliterating rebel worlds. Start rimside, move inward. Make sure to leave one small rebel world. Step 6: Once all but one rebel planet has been decimated, begin blasting you wordls out of existance. Use diplomats to keep your surviving worlds in line. Step 7: Begin blasting nuetral worlds. Once again, start rimside, move corward later. Step 8: One you r last world or two and the last rebel world are the only two left, sit back, and dare the rebels to strike at you.

Step 1: Capture someone you loathe completely Step 2: Lock them in a room Step three: Play this song over and over again until insanity results. Step 4: Laugh cruelly as their brain has melted into tapioca.

I have fallen into a bit of legal trouble as of late, and need some advice. Actually, i just need one question answered, and I think I can go from there. If the court hits me with mutilple counts of a certain crime, will they usually just go with the worst one, and drop the other, or should I get ready for a hailstorm of penalties from both of them combined?

Oof, thats low. But then again, my first post in this thread was worse. Thankfully, I wised up enough to delete it. Darth Vader's Top Ten Pet Peeves 10. Having to live a good part of my live with the name 'Anakin.' 9. Obi-Wan Kenobi keeps appearing in the middle of the night saying 'I told you so!' 8. Boba Fett gets all the chicks. 7. All I did was torture hundreds of innocent people, wipe out an entire generation of Jedi Knights, assist in destroying the rightful government in exchange for a malevolent dictatorship, destroy a planet, torture my daughter that I didn't even know existed, chop off my son's hand and I'm the bad guy. 6. The way G.M. tries to skirt around installing new safety features (Whoops! Sorry, that's a Ralph Nader pet peeve). 5. That darn Energizer bunny. 4. Whenever I eat at a KFC, everyone jokes that I'll only eat dark meat. 3. Wiseguys who come up to me saying 'This is CNN.' 2. When appearing together at military functions, The Emperor always insists on wearing his 'I'm with stupid' T-shirt. 1. I'm seen as a dark lord representative of all that's evil, but Newt Gingrich is a national celebrity.

Oooohhhhh..... an even funnier list than my last one. Not that that's saying much. Top 25 Lines in Star Wars that Can Be Improved by Substituting the word "Pants" 1. A tremor in the pants. The last time I felt this was in the presence of my old master. 2. You are unwise to lower your pants. 3. We've got to be able to get some reading on those pants, up or down. 4. She must have hidden the plans in her pants. Send a detachment down to retrieve them. See to it personally Commander. 5. These pants may not look like much, kid, but they've got it where it counts. 6. I find your lack of pants disturbing. 7. These pants contain the ultimate power in the Universe. I suggest we use it. 8. Han will have those pants down. We've got to give him more time! 9. General Veers, prepare your pants for a surface assault. 10. I used to bulls-eye womp-rats in my pants back home. 11. TK-421. . . Why aren't you in your pants? 12. Lock the door. And hope they don't have pants. 13. Governor Tarkin. I recognized your foul pants when I was brought on board. 14. You look strong enough to pull the pants off of a Gundark. 15. Luke. . . Help me take...these pants off. 16. Great, Chewie, great. Always thinking with your pants. 17. That blast came from those pants. That thing's operational! 18. Don't worry. Chewie and I have gotten into a lot of pants more heavily guarded than this. 19. Maybe you'd like it back in your pants, your highness. 20. Your pants betray you. Your feelings for them are strong. Especially one. Your sister! 21. Jabba doesn't have time for smugglers who drop their pants at the first sign of an Imperial Cruiser. 22. Yeah, well short pants is better than no pants at all, Chewie. 23. Attention. This is Lando Calrissean. The Empire has taken control of my pants, I advise everyone to leave before more troops arrive. 24. I cannot teach him. The boy has no pants. 25. You came in those pants? You're braver than I thought.

You Might be a Redneck Jedi If..... * You ever heard the phrase, "May the force be with ya'll." * Your Jedi robe is camouflage. * You have ever used your light saber to open a bottle of Bud Light. * At least one wing of your X-Wings is primer colored. * You can easily describe the taste of an Ewok. * You have ever had a land-speeder up on blocks in your yard. * The worst part of spending time on Dagobah is the dadgum skeeters. * Wookies are offended by your B.O. * You have ever used the Force to get yourself another beer so you didn't have to wait for a commercial. * You have ever used the Force in conjunction with fishing/bowling. * Your father has ever said to you, "Shoot, son come on over to the dark side... it'll be a hoot." * You have ever had your R-2 unit use its self-defense electro-shock thingy to get the barbecue grill to light. * You have a Confederate flag painted on the hood of your land-speeder. * You have the doors of your X-wing welded shut and you have to get in through the window. * Although you had to kill him, you kinda thought that Jabba the Hutt had a pretty good handle on how to treat his women. * You have a cousin who bears a strong resemblance to Chewbacca. * You suggested that they outfit the Millennium Falcon with a redwood deck. * You were the only one drinking Jack Daniels during the cantina scene. * Your business cards read "Billy Bob, Jedi Master". * Your Y-wing fighter has a bumper sticker that reads "My other fighter is an X-wing". * You know Ewoks squeal like pigs. * You use your R-2 unit as a beer coaster. * When your sister wears her metallic bikini, you insist she travels by clinging to you while swinging on a rope. * Your land-speeder had a light saber rack. * Your land-speeder has a bumper sticker that reads "Protected by Smith & Wesson Light Sabers" * If you hear ... "Billy Bob, I am your father ... AND your uncle!"

Whoo, what I night I had. First off, i started my night with a beer bong, that was filled with a volatile mixture of Morgan and Coke. Then, right at about 8 PM, we hit the bar. And by hit, I mean we stumbled in there well past the point of intoxication. Standard fare for us. Right at midnight, when the ball dropped, I made out with my friends mom. That was akward, but worth the look on his face. Once the bar shut down, I had to walk a friend of mine to her car, as she couldn;t stop crying. This is where the night went downhill. I got her to her car, and couldn;t talk her out of driving. So I got fed up, and told her to drive me home. On the way there, we got pulled over, and she got arrested. By the same cop that arrested me a few weeks back, oddly enough. After he took off, leaving me in the cold (damn bastard wouldn;t even give me a ride home), I called my ex girlfriend, and told her to come pick me up. Like an obediant dog, she did. I love how that woman always does what I tell her to. We get to ur friends place, and start drinking again. By this time, I have no idea what is going on, where I am, or what year it is. I pass out at about 3 in the morning. When I awake, I have no idea where I am. Or who's bed I am sleeping in. Or, frankly, who the chick is I'm sleeping next to. Being the gentleman I am, I creep out of bed, locate my clothes, and got out of there before she could wake up. (I was nice enough to leave a thank-you note and a tip) I then proceeded to walk home, stopping on the way for a sammich from Subwayâ„¢. And now, Im trying to figure out how in the hell I managed to drink 200 bucks worth of drinks at the bar. All in all, good times.

Oh, we will. So far we have his cell phone number, his home phone number, his work phone numberm, his e-mail address, his home adress, and all the relevent info for his fiance. Play with fire, get burned. This man is toast.

Stalker over the internet. Hance the 'e-' before the word stalker.

I would be having a good time i my pre-celebration celebration, but I recently discovered that i have an e-stalker, that knows a lot more about me than I am comfterable with. Sadly for him, a freind of mine traced his IP, and now the tables are going to be turned. He is going to learn to hate me very very quickly.

Hmmm..... That actually sounds like a good idea. But how to challenge them both will be hard to figure out. Having them both race their respective vessels would be far to obvious.

http://img44.photobucket.com/albums/v135/mpt0069/youarenot.gif With that being said, +1

Announcer Ike: I'm telling you, Picard sabotaged the transciever. He didn't want everyone to watch him get spanked into oblivion. Announcer Mike: No, he didn't. it was just a standard malfuntion. Redshirt Announcer: OH GOD!! PLEASE!! GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!! Announcer Ike: Shuttup, alright? Just shut up. I am sick and tired of listening to your whining. Announcer Mike: Uh..... I think we are back on the air. Announcer Ike: I'll be damned. Hello out there, and welcome back. We had some problems with our trans-dimensional transceiver, but finally have gotten it repaired. Announcer Mike: Yes, and thankfully, the battle still rages on!! Astoundingly, Picard has managed to put up a very.... interesting fight to preserve his own life. Announcer Ike: That's putting it mildly. Fett laughed for almost a week after Picard slapped Batman across the face and called him a whore. Announcer Mike: That was unnerving. Also, I think Fett had to wire his jaw up after seeing Picard in that bright pink ballerina outfit. That was possibly the creepiest defensive tactic I have ever seen. Announcer Ike: Ugh, don't remind me. by the way, how are the fans in the stands dealing with all of this? Announcer Mike: Well, the comic book geeks all broke into a massive game of Dungeons and Dragons. It was all going well until one them started taunting the mandalorians with those fake swords. Announcer Ike: Ah, that explains the sreaming..... Announcer Mike: Yes, yes it does. Wait, I think batman has finally located Picards' hiding hole. Announcer Ike: Yes he has! It seems Picard has been hiding out in a.... is that a gay strip club? Announcer Mike: Oh, for the love of.... Can we just bombard the city and end this? Announcer Ike: No. Wait, I think Fett has closed in on the club also. I think this may be the final fight... Announcer Mike: yes, I think it is!! Both Fett and Batman have crashed through the ceiling, and are moving to take Picard off the stage!! Announcer Ike: Wow, look at those guys scatter. I don't think anyone really wants to get inbetween them and their target. Anouncer Mike: Batman moves in first, and gets a brutal slap to the face for his efforts. Picard: Back, you slut!!!! Announcer Mike: Is Fett laughing again? Announcer Ike: Yes, yes he is. Batman is not looking to happy. He takes a swing... Announcer Mike: Connects!! Picard goes down!! he looks to be out cold. Announcer Ike: Yep. Batman picks him up, and gets ready to bring him in... Announcer Mike: Nope. Fett shoots that idea down, along with batman. I never saw him draw his blaster..... Announcer Ike: neither did I. That was a dead on shot to the face. I think batman is finally done. And here I was hoping for a long, drawn out martial arts finale..... Announcer Mike: Agreed. But, hey, whaddya do? Announcer Ike: Nothing. Hey, what happened to that last redshirt? Announcer Mike: it looks like he fell victim to a rabid dog.... Wow, he got messed up. Announcer Ike: That he did. Well, Fett is on his way here with the body of Picard. This battle is over. Announcer Mike: Well folks, thank you again for your patience. On our next episode, we will be having yet another three way dance. Mimes, Tribbles, and Jawas will be flooded into the city, to see who can wreak the most havok . Until then, I'm announcer Mike. Announcer Ike: And I am Announcer Ike. have a good day. (Editors Note: next battle coming soon. I can't belive I forgot abut this. And if you don't like how this one ended, deal with it. I couldn;t seem to end this one well.)

Yes, I lost Coruscant. The rebels caught me slightly off gaurd, and blasted my fleet out of orbit. Considering a natural disaster had ravaged my planetary defences, the planet didn't even put up a fight. By the way, I just lost it again as of about 10 minutes ago. I spent so much of my resources taking that sector that I couldn't hold it for very long. Thankfully, taking the sector back from me cost them one of their last Bulwarks. So I think it may be time to pull my few SSDs off of gaurd duty, and set them to attack mode.