BadSamaritan

Im guessing he wants you to overrun the UDA lines, and storm teh castle. And while you do that, I have one last rick up my sleeve befreo its time to get down and dirty.

Seryk watched coldy as the bombardment from the retreating mandalorian cruiser halted. It was a good plan, but unfortunate that the enemy had forseen such a tactic. If thay had not, it would have devastated their lines to the point that they would have been forced to retreat. Seryk turned back to the sensors, and watched as for starfighters entered the engagement far above them. Almost all of them were of imperial design. Seryk tilted his head in wonder, confused as to where they had come from. Then Seryk heard the warning call. "Prepare for incoming!" his sensor officer yelled, and Seryk looked over at him, just in time to fall over from the force of the blasts. He got back to his feet quickly, and ran over to the sensor units. he then saw what had happened. The reporan artillery had smashed the UDA lines completely. Seryk was no tactician, but even he could tell that they were in real trouble now. An entire flank was open to an easy attack. Seryk wondered how Solo would deal with this new predicament, but before long, Fetts voice came over the comm system. "Artillery banks one through seven, hit those enemy sheild generators. Then proceed with a general bombardment." he ordered, and Seryk looked over to the main command center. Seryk knew that the enemy sheild generators themselves had enough sheilds to withstand any normal bombardment, so he had no idea as to how they would hit them. But he knew not to question orders. Banks one through four were his command. "You heard him. Hit them with everything you've got. Lets take them out." he ordered, but his second in command stood up suddenly. "Belay those orders. Artillery, fire standard TB rockets at them." he ordered, and he then turned to Seryk. "Sorry sir, but this is what Fett wanted. Im sure you will learn what they are in a moment." he said, and Seryk nodded. He suddenyl wished he had taken the time to learn all of what the mandalorian equipment was capable of. But he had a feeling he was about to find out. He turned just in time to see a series of massive flashes, and a dozen rockets flared away from his batteries. He turned to watch them fly off, an wondered how exactly thay would hit the generators. ******************************* Avarice watched as Tuvax began to move his troops forward, a cold grin on her face. But as she watched them move, she noticed a series of what appeared to be rockets flying towards her lines from the mandalorian lines. Suddenly remembering what had happened to her fighters not to long ago, a sudden sence of fear washed over her. "Shoot those missiles down! NOW!" she yelled, and almost instantly dozens of guns opened up. The rockets dodged most of the incoming fire, and suddenly dove to the ground. They hit the ground, but no explosions followed. The interception fire stopped, and Avarice looked out to the rockets, all of which were now sticking out of the ground at verius angles. "What in the name of the force is going on?" she asked, and she checked her sensors, knowing that this was some sort of trick. But as she did so, she saw the rockets begin to fall over, as if they had never managed to bury themselves into the ground at all. The look on her face changed from one of worry, to one of bewilderment. Then the exposions came. But not from in front of her, but from behind. She turned, and saw two of the massive sheild generators protecting them vanish in a massive explosion. up and down her lines, several more generators followed suite, and it dawned on her what had happened. The warheads had gone underground to hit their targets. The one direction the sheilds couldnt have protected them from. "Curse them!!!" she yelled, and then the mandalorian bombardment began anew, ripping into her own artillery. She watched on in horror as her most powerfull weapons were torn apart, their protective shells ripped from them. She turned back to face towards the enemy lines, anger coursing through her. Now she only had one thought on her mind. The complete and total destruction of her enemies. She had no intention of letting them humiliate her here. ***************************************** Ilos awoke as his transport fell out of hyperspace, and he smiled, seeing that hey had finally arrived at Dresnak. He looked about, and saw that the shipyards were still running at full speed, building new warships, or reparing others. He was not, however, happy to see that his flagship was still in drydock, its repairs still underway. But he could see a few of his other ships were fully reparied, and floating in open space. "Its good to see her again." Ilos mouttered under his breath, and the transports pilot nodded. "That it is sir. The Firestorm is a fine warship. She will look a lot better once those holes are patched." the captain said, and Ilos nodded. "That it will be. But for now, lets just go land in her bays. I have this strange urge to go sit in my command chair again." he said, and the captain nodded, accelorating quickly. ilos had a feeling that the crew also wanted off the cramped vessel. And frankly, he couldnt blame them. It was good to be home.

You are assuming we lose though.....

Seryk was thining to himself patiently about how his life had changed so suddenly, when the alarms all around the Mandalorian encampment went off. he looked around, wondering what was happenening, when Fetts voice suddenly came over the main boadcast channels. "All anti-air batteries, fire at will! I repeat, fire at will! Make them think twice about targetting us. All other forces, prepare for ground engagment. It wont be long now." Fett ordered quickly, and Seryk looked around to see dozens of anti-air cannons open fire, firing wildly into the sky. Seryk looked up, and saw the swarms of enemy starfighters that were diving down towards them now. And he knew that the fight had finally begun. "Cammander Roygher, what are your orders?" came a slight voice from behind him, and Seryk turned to see his second in command. Seryk thought about it for a moment, and then shrugged. "We dont have any weapons capable of hitting them. We just have to hunker down, and let the big guns worry about them. Thats all we really can do." he said, and his second in command nodded. Seryk could tell that he was annoyed at not being able to fight his enemies. Seryk felt the same way. But without starfighters or anti-air batteries under his command, there was nothign that he could do for now. Seryk walked over to his command vehicle, and stared at the commucications systems. It was then that he noticed the odd signals being sent out over a rarely used channel. he studied it for a moment longer, and tapped a few buttons on the console. "Hey Boba, what are these signals being sent on Channel zero-one-alpha-seventeen?" he asked, and Fetts voice came back quickly, and harshly. "Battle information. Dont ask dumb questions." Fett ordered, and Seryk nodded. he should have known that. But then he noticed where the signals were being sent. They werent being sent to Solos' headquarters, but they were under a general broadcast. He tapped a few buttons again, and saw that there was no sensitve information being sent out. Just current locations of all known enemy forces. Seryk looked up, and saw swarms of allied and enemy starfighters begin to engage each other. The massive anti-starfighter cannons in the mandalorain formations also opened up, ripping through the skies. But all Seryk could wonder, was why Fett was sending that information out like that.

Works for me. Ill hold off on dark side Seryk for now.

The SSD is nice, but the resources it takes to build makes it kind of a "just because I want to have one" kinda ship is most situations. If you are fighting a defensive war, I find shipyards are best used pumping out older, cheaper support ships (Read: SD Is, Dreadnaughts, and Assualt carriers) at a much faster rate than one massive powerfull ship. If you are just starting an offensive, then SD I and VicStar II are more effective. Not to mention cheaper. Once you hae a few sectors that you know will be safe for quite some time, than a SSD is usually usefull for worlds that are dug in, and hard to crack. As for Death Stars, I never bother. Waste of time, resources, and they die way to easily.

Ooooh...... Hmmm. Avarice could always just taunt Seryk. Like about all the pilots he sent to their deaths during the vong invasion. Or about his father. There is enough in his past to set him off rather easily.

Thank you GTA, for giving me the first laugh of my day.

Averice Kills Katarn, Seryk loses control. Its that simple.

Three days=72 hours. Take away the six for work, and four for sleep, and you have 62. Thats dedication. A former freind of mine has logged over 200 hours in the past two weeks on two games. Thats addiction.

It will be good to have Karyn back. She will add a lot to the story. As for Shren, her dying wont bother me. Like Avarice, I never liked her. But who the other UDA member to be killed will be, thats making me wonder. We only know of a few other major UDA players, and losing any of them would be a severe blow. And I am thinkin of having Seryk lose his control in the upcoming battles, and possibly turning to the dark side for a while. Any suggestions/objections?

Well, he is a legal criminal, of sorts. I see batboy isnt going to get any love in this fight.

Does the little droid explose? If so, I want one.

Lady, it takes more than a bobbit like story to make me cringe.

OOC: Sorry this took so long. Been kinda busy. But, here it is. Fett vs. Batman, with a squadron of redshirts as field commentators. Announcer Mike - So our warfleet has finally gotten the Enterprise? Announcer Ike - Yes, around the fifth planet. Announcer Mike - Good. I dont want them interfering with this matchup. How many ships did we lose? Announcer Ike - Eighteen. And thats not counting the spacedock that the Enterprise vaporized. Announcer Mike - WHAT?!?!?! Thats it, fire our space commander. I knew hiring Space Ghost was a bad idea. What? We're on? Crap..... Announcer Ike - Welcome one and all, to the second edition of Battle Royal!! Im Announcer Ike. Announcer Mike - And Im announcer Mike. For those of you who missed our premeir battle, Captain Jean-luc Picard won, via interference in the battle. So in this matchup, we will be seeing who is the best hunter of ciminals!! Announcer Ike - Yes!! We have searched through the archives, and found two of the best combatants for this battle. Both of them are well known, and are ruthless when it comes to thier prey!! Announcer Mike - Hailing from the Star Wars universe, our first contestant is a member of the mandalorian race, he is the most feared bounty hunter known! With a large assortment of weaponary hidden in, on, and around his trademark armor, he is a force to be reckoned with! Please welcome, Boba Fett!! *silence form the Mandalorian crowds* Announcer Ike - And hailing from the DC universe, a dark crime fighter with a sad past. He shows no quarters to those that would threaten the innocent, and with a massive array of gadgets at his disposal, he always manages to have some trick up his sleeve. And if push comes to shove, he is also a master of the martial arts. Please welcome, BATMAN!!! *odd type of nasal cheers from the legions of comic book geeks* Announcer Mike - Oh, dear god, what kind of cheer was that? Announcer Ike - I dont know, but please dont let me hear it again. Ill have nightmares for a week now. Announcer Mike - Agreed. But anyways, now to intorduce our guest commentaters!! Wait..... Do we have any? Announcer Ike - Nope. We couldnt find anyone willing to be near Fett. As for Batman, well, no one was available. Something about a joker playing games with some guy named superman.... Announcer Mike - Well, crap. At least we have feild commentators for this match. Announcer Ike - Yes!! From the Star Trek universe, we have found the best people for the job! A squadron of redshirts!! Announcer Mike - Wait, we got the biggest group of cannon fodder we could find? Just great... Announcer Ike - Hey, you try hiring decent help on this kinda budget. Announcer Mike - We have a budget? Announcer Ike - I guess so.... Announcer Mike - Who knew. But anyways, lets get to some of our viewers, to see who will come out on top of this match, which we have dubbed, The Hunter battle!!

I think the second one was to make you laugh at the absurdity of it, not at the actual action itself.

OOC: Im waiting for you to make the first move stellar. Until then, Ilos is ready for some action!!! IC: Ilos watched the scrrens on frnt of him, and smiled. Knight squadron was flying in the sims again, but this time, they were re-enacting the battle for Csilla, which was a resounding defeat or the GFFA and the Chiss. As he watched, knight squadron engaged a Reporan cruiser and its fighter escort at poitn blank range, and Ilos was pleasently surprised to see that KNight squadron was able to evade alomst all of the cruisers fire, and concentrated on wiping out the fighter escort. Once an opening had been creatd, two of the preybirds moved in, and dropped a pair of plasma bombs onto the cruiser, removing it from the fight. Ilos nodded, and turned to Ioor, who was watching the simulation with him. "I think they may be ready to meet their co-pilots. And then, I need to get back to my fleet. What do you think?" he asked, and Ioor smiled. "Well, they have proven themselves to be exceptional pilots. These may be simulations, but the odds you throw them up against are horrible. But they come out on top ninety percent of the time. And when they dont come out victorious, they manage to take a outragous amount of enemy vessels with them. So yes, I think they are ready. I want to see how well they preform in a real battle." he said, and Ilos nodded. He flicked a switch, enableing him to talk to the squadron pilots. "Well done knights. But I think its time for you to meet your co-pilots. Ill end the simulation, and you will meet me in the main hanger bay. Unerstood?" he asked, and a series of confirmations came from the squadron. Ilos nodded, and then turned to leave the room. Ioor watched the sim for a moment longer, and then turned to follow Ilos. While he knew this plan was sound, he just hoped there wasnt some flaw in it that they hadnt seen. A lot of resources had been spent on this. And if it failed, Eveha would have Ilos' head, and his, on a silver platter. *********************************************** Ilos and Ioor stood in the hanger bay, waiting for Knight squadron to appear. Behind them, the Preybird fighter squadron was being prepped for launch, along with a heavily armed fast attack gunship, which would be carrying him. He did not want to take any chances on their trip back to UDA space. Finally, the Knight squadron pilots began to filter in, all of them having removed their flight suits in exchange for more comfterable clothes. They lined up in front of Ilos and Ioor, and once they were all present, Ilos nodded. Alright. Now, we all know that the Repora are force sensitive, and this gives them a edge in combat. Being able to read your opponenets mind, and know his thoughts, is something any piolt would kill for. So we have decided to remove this advantage from them. At least when it comes to this squadron." he said. Behind him, a dozen mechanics came walking around the fighters, each of them carrying a small cage. Inside of each one was a ysalamiri, the only known creature to nuetralize the force. Ilos looked to Knight squadron, and noted their reactions. Most of them seemed unimpressed. "Admiral, with all due respect, we have teken on the Repora before without the help of those creatures. And we have won almost every time. What makes you think that having them would help us?" Col. Eldrik asked, his voice going a long ways to hide the fact that he felt insulted being asked to use ysalamiri. " Well, when the Repora first engaged these fighters at Kuat, they had AI brians, meaning the Repora knew they were droid starfighters. And therefor, had limits based on their droid brains. With these Ysalamiri, I hope to make them think the same thing, and underestimate you. If it works, it will prove to be a costly mistake on the part of the Repora." he said, and Eldrik nodded. "And if it doesnt work, and hey dont fall for it?" he asked, and Ioor shrugged. "Then we wasted some time getting the creatures here. Nothign more. You cant say its not worth a shot." he sai,d and Eldrik nodded reluctantly. "Alright, we will be leaving for Dresnek within the hour. It will be a long jump, so make sure you will be comfterable for it. And while i dont expect any problems, I want us to be alert, just in case we get ambushed. Understood?" he asked, and Knight squadron all nodded. They saluted Ilos, and turned to leave the hanger. Ilos watched them go, and then turned to Ioor. "If I didnt know better, I think i insulted them." he said, and Ioor smiled. "So? Your an admiral, they're fighter jocks. They know their place. If not, Im sure we can finaggle the Rogues or the Yellow Aces out of Kre'Fey somehow." he said, and Ilos chuckled a bit. He knew Ioor would have a military look on it, but Ilos knew better. He knew that fighter squadrons they gave respect to their commanders, deserved respect in return. He just joped that he hadnt made a mistake. "Well, either way, this has all been worth it, hopefully. Are my things onboard the Quicksilver?" he asked, and Ioor nodded. "Yes, including the data on some of the projects you requested. I dont know why you would want info on them though. Being scuttled projects." he said, and Ilos laughed. "Havent you heard? According to Cal Omas, Im the 'Mad Admiral'. So why wouldnt I want info on reject projects?" he asked, and Ioor laughed. "Good point. But, I must be going now. I have things to attend to. Good luck to you Admiral. I hope to see you soon." he sai,d and he held out his hand. Ilos took it, and shook it briskly. "Same to you general. But if ou dont see me soon, assume the worst." he said, and Ioor walked out of the hanger. Ilos stood there for a bit longer, then walked over to his transport. He boarded it, and moved to his exceptionally cramped seat. He then relaxed as much as he could, and took out one of the datapads that Ioor had given him. he began to read through it, wondering how some of the projcts listed could be used. But after a while, Ilos got tired of reading them, and placed them back into thier pouch. he then leaned back, and closed his eyes. As uncomfterable as his seat was, sleep came easily to him.

I was actually going to ask if Seryk and Averice were going to go at it, seeing as how they have an excellent chance of meeting one another in battle. But yes, burn the wench. I dont like her.

I think that no matter who wins the final battle of Ord Mantell, both sides will want to lick their wounds for a while. They all have taken a beating this round. Perhaps a series of hit and runs by both sides?

OOC: Sorry this took me so long, ive been working hard at getting my car running again. May the sith fall upon whoever decided computer run engines were a good idea.... IC: Seryk sat next to Katarn in the speeder, both of them staring ahead silently as they raced towards the mandalorain forces. Seryk was wondering mostly how Fett would react to having katarn as a laison. He had always heard rumors that katarn had bested Fett a number of years before, but he had never known that the rumors were true until today. Which made Seryk think that Solo did not entirely trust Fett, and wanted someone who he thought could handle himself close to Fett, just in case. Seryk just hoped that he was wrong. Even he knew that all sides had to trust one another completely for this war to be successfull. "You dont need to worry, Solo trusts Fett. Its the rest of the mandalorians he is worried about." Katarn suddenly said, and Seryk turned to him, wondering how Katarn had known what he was thinking. "You need to learn to control those emotions of yours. The flow off of you far to easily. And in a battle against a Reporan warrior, he will use that to his advantage." Katarn said, a smile on his face. Seryk turned to look forward, and decided not to responf, for now. He had already faced sith warriors, and had bested them on one occasion. Katarns worry almost insulted him, it was like having a nanny. "I do want to know, however, how the mandalorians managed not only to hide themselves for so long from everyone, and how they also managed to raise an army of this size. A feat like that, especially under the nose of the empire, is astounding." Katarn said, and Seryk simply shrugged. "They didn't hide completely. They have had their hands in a great many things throughout the galaxy, if I am correct. They were behind the creation of the gladiator-class starfighter, for one. And thats just one of their many money-producing projects throughout the galaxy. I am under the impression myself that they have a large financial empire spread throughout the galaxy, feeding them the latest in technology. Think of them as a gevermental Black Sun." he said, and Katarn seemed to ponder this information for a moment. He then nodded, and smiled. "That is a very vaild point. The Black Sun syndicate managed to hidethemselves very well, even from most of the top echelons of the empire. A species of warriors hiding to ensure their own survival would most certainly have perfected the technique." he said, and Seryk nodded in agreement. But before their conversation could continue, they came across the main command center for the mandalorian forces, and Seryk could see Fett walking towards them already. Katarn and Seryk hopped out of the speeder, and Seryk actually felt a small ripple of emotion roll off of Fett upon seeinf who their liason was. "Kyle Katarn. I always knew Solo had an interesting since of humor. But we can deal with that later. For now, you will come with me to the command center. Seryk, get to your troops. The enemy forces are on the move, and will be here relatively soon. I will need you to lead your troops from the start. Understood?" he said, and both Seryk and katarn nodded smartly. Fett turned on his heels, and began walking back to the command center, with Katarn in tow. Seryk watched them for a moment, and then turned and began a fast jog to his troops. The sudden urge for combat was flowing into him now. And as much as he knew it went agains the jedi code, he didnt care. For right now, he was a mandalorian.

I think he stated before that reporan vessels are very expensive. But considering how many vessels a single reporan warship can deal with, it basically evens out.

OOC: i was wondering who you would use as the thrid party in this. But just remember, a deal is a deal. And The Deal, cannot be altered. IC: Eklesh sat in his chair, and wondered what the other delegates would make of his new guest. The reporan delegates did not look happy to see him at all, and the imperials looked like they were about to either run in fear, or pull out weapons to start fighting. Neither of which were proper manners during a dinner feast. After a few moments of thinking, he decided it was time to interject. He stood from his chair, and turned to a door which led into the dining room. He moved to his seat, and sat down. "Well then, Now that everyone is here, let me just say that this is the best feast i have seen in quite some time. But since our Aklasp delegate has arrived, I do believe it is time to get onto business. And that is whos sie my people will be fighting on." he said, and everyone around the table nodded. he reached ino the food that had been set out for himself, and began to nibble on some of it. He turned to Councilor Valar, and nodded. "I am sure that you are all aware of why my people are of such great importance to this war. We are a direct threat to the Aklasp, due to our similar nature of being silicon based. Now, the GFFA, or more correctly, the Imperials, want us to help fight the Aklasp. The Repora want us to help fight the GFFA, and help them keep an advantage in ground battles. And the Aklasp would rather not see us on the battlefeild whatsoever, it would seem." he said, and all the delegates nodded in agreement. Eklesh knew that today would be one of the only days they would all agree on anything. For now, at least. "Your excellency, our forces have already shown that the GFFA is no match for us. We have handed them several defeats, most of them costing them vital worlds. Their forces have proven themselves to be no match for our firepower, and they have proven that they are in no condition to continue such a brutal war." Valar stated, and Eklesh smiled. "While this may be true, you were handed a defeat at Kuat, even though your forces were vastly superior to the ones you faced. And since then, the GFFA forces have proven that they are more than capable of adapting to your technology. I think that soon, you may find that you will be facing GFFA technology that is capable of going toe to toe with your own." Eklesh said, and Valar stared at him for a moment, then seemed to hiss out a sigh. "What you said is very true, Excellency. We are working around the clock to come up with technology to take on the Repora, and our forces are learning quickly how to counter their forces with what we have now. Im certain that soon, we will be able to take on their fleets and troops with equally powerfull weapons, taking away the one edge the repora have had over us so far." Arien said, and Eklesh smiled. "So what you are saying, is that your technology is inferior to theirs then? Alright, then I will not eccept any offers of technology from the empire in exchange for our services in the war. Unless you can prove That I am mistaken?" he said, and Arien simply stared back at him, a dumbfounded look on her face. Eklesh knew that Arien could not do that, so she had placed herself in a rather bad bargaining position. Valar smiled, also knowing this. Ekslesh saw him smile, and then turned to him. "As for your people, Councilor, I will not accept promises of military might for our support. While you were able to readily defeat your enemies early on, it is proving to much more difficult then it was before. And you have no way of proving that you will be able to continue defeating them with ease, if at all." he said, and Valar seemed to sink into his chair, if it were possible. "But, Chancellor Chorak has offered something that intrigues me. While Valar referred to is as 'trivial technology', I find that it may be of some use to my people. Especially here on our own home planet. And, if my intelligence serves me right, the Aklasp have proven themselves to be quite capable of defeating GFFA forces, considering how they handled themselves at the beginning of the battle for Ord Mantell." he said, and Chorak bowed his head slightly. "Thank you for your kind words, your excellency." Chorak states simply, and Eklesh smiled. "Think nothing of it. I am quite happy to hand out praise when it is due." he said, and he sighed, having eatin his fill of the food at the table. He looked about for a moment, and then smiled. "Well, that was a wonderfull meal. But i am going to need some time to digest it, and look over you offers again, and see what you are offering my people in exchange for our loyalty in the war. And I think some of you may want to reconsider your diplomatic strategies." he said, and he stood up from his chair. Noddign to all of them, he turned from the table, and walked out of the room. Chorak looked to Valar, then Arien, and then walked out of the room. Arien watched them both leave, and then turned to Valar, a curios look on her face. "Councilor, may I ask you something? Diplomat to diplomat?" she asked, and after a few moments, Valar nodded cautiously. "Have you ever had the feeling that every diplomatic fiber in your being was no match for the unpredictable logic of a trader?" she asked, and Valar could only nod. "Yes, I have. But only once. And I fully intent on not letting president Eklesh do it again." he said, and Valar then rose from his chair, and stalked out of the room. Arein watched him go, and then turned to her aides. "Well, I think we have our work cut out for us. Eklesh has just taken the most basic rules of diplomacy, and thrown them out the window. We need to re-think our strategy." she said, and they all nodded. Then they to got up, and walked from the room. After all the partied had left, servants appeared to clan up what was left of the various food pruducts. As they worked, they began to idly chat with one another. "I have 15 credits that say President Eklesh owns the Reporan homeworld by the time this is over." one of them said, and another servant macthed his bet. Not to be outdone, another servant tossed 30 credits onto the table and smiled. "I say he owns the Reporan homeworld, and an Imperial fleet." he said, and after a while, the servants were discussing the odds of the Vathkree winning the war through the Deal before they had even entered it. OOC: I am not going to make this very easy on anyone. You guys had better start thinking hard, because the first person to run out of ideas, loses.

Ah yes, the RP. I remember it well.

Its a possibility. Kind of like the Graity trap that snagged Wraith squadron?

Daala was a only a mediocre commander, at best. The tactics she used after leaving the Maw were all out-dated. That, and she tried to do with three warships what an entire empire could not. Being froced to go toe-to-toe with Ackbar certainly didnt help her plans that much. Although she was intelligent enough to manage to bring the empire back into some semblance of order. To bad she wasnt intelligent enough to do anything with her new found power. All she accompleshed then was to level a few worlds, lose a SSD, and who knows how many other valuable warships in the battle over Yavin IV. Also, Pelleon fully deserves the rank of Grand Admiral. He studied under Thrawn, had learned to respect his enemies, and knew how NOT to waste resources, unlike most of the other commanders in the fleet at the time of his accension to power. Frankly, he was the only one who deserved the rank then.