BadSamaritan

Eklesh sighed, and pondered what how he should go about this deal. If he wasnt carefull, he would end up getting his planet leveled. Not to metnion his people destroyed. And he hated having that hanging over his head. But it was somethign he had to deal with. He turned to one of his advisors, and smiled. "So tell me, what have our esteemed guests been doing so far? Anything interesting?" he asked, and his advisor shook his head. "No, your excellence. The repora seem uncomfterable somewhat with the force no longer at their disposal, but the imperials dont seem to have noticed. Or they are very good at hiding it. And most of theri talk has been idle chatter. But the Reporan diplomat doesn't seem to think you will be fair in this deal." he said, and Eklesh laughed softly. It was obvious he wasnt going to be fair. he wanted the best deal possible, so being fair was already out of the question. "Well, then it seems that the Repora already have an important part figured out. Dont expect me to be fair. Which i wont be, of course. Im going to do my best to see that this wrold makes it out on top of this mess." he said, and his advisors all nodded their heads in agreement. "Well then, lets get the deal making started. Call both the imperials and the Reporans to the table, and see what they have to offer. I want to see if we can get them to out-bid one another before they even know what I am willing to offer them. And then, we can go from there." he said, and he rose up from the table. His advisors did the same, and they all began to walk from the room. As they did so, Eshleks commlink beeped at him. He frowned, and picked it up. he put it t his ear, and spoke. "Yes?" he said, and a harsh voice came back over the commlink. "Your excellency, we have received a communication from an unknown source. They say they are willing to make a deal to secure our nuetrality in this conflict." the voice said, and Eshleck frowned. He wasnt aware of the fact that there was a third party involved in the war. Especially one interested in nuetrailty. Perhaps someone that thought they would come out on top, by staying out of it? An interesting prospect indeed. "Contact them, and say that I am willing to hear them out. But the rules of the deal are plain in this matter. Once the deal has begun, nothing may stop it." he said, and he put his comlink back in his pocket. This was turning out to be a very interesting day, to say the very least. SO he decided to make it even better. "Prepare a feast for our first meeting, I dont want to bargain on an empty stomach!" he said, and his advisors laughed. They all knew the one thing he liked as much as a good deal, was a good feast. And both at the same time, made his a very happy person indeed. OOC: Who could this third party be? Will the Repora and the Empire both fail in their attempts to succure a much needed ally or tha war? And most importantly, whats for dinner?

Dont feel bad about bad luck with teh females mad. Ive been single for the better part of two years now.

Seryk smiled as the army moved swiftly through the forests. Over the comm link in hishelmet, he could hear some of the troops talking about low flying scout vessels from teh GFFA forces. He wondered what they made of the army, and if they though it was an enemy force. He severly hoped that the GFFA wouldnt attack them, for that would stick them between tow massive forces. And while he was confident in the mandalorian army, he wasnt that confident. But he trusted that Fett knew what he was doing. Serykl checked the sensors on the hovertank he was riding, and saw that they were just a few Kilometers away from the GFFA base now. And by the looks of it, there was a lot of comm traffic bouncing around. Preparing for an upcoming engagement, perhaps? But at the moemnt, it didnt matter. All that mettered was getting to the GFFA without getting shot at. Which might or might not be a daunting task. "All forces, hold your positions. Feild officers, form up around me" Fett said over the general comm, and Seryk rocketd off to the command vehicles. He had been given a temporary promotion to cover for the loss of a high ranking officer when the Wolfsbane had crashed. Most of the mandalorians still didnt trust him, but they knew not to question Fetts orders. Seryk landed near Fett, as did close to a dozen other armor clad warriors. "Alright, we are close enough to their base that they have to know we are here. And judging by how many flyovers there have been, they are gauging the strenght of our forces." he said, and one of the officers nodded. "Very true. But are they gauging our forces so that they can attack us, or so that they can defend if we attack?" he asked, and some of the other officers alos voices their concerns over the matter. It seemed none of them really wanted to be caught inbetween the people they were trying to save, and the people they were trying to kill. "I have been thinking about that. The only thing we can really do is establish contact with them. But they wont answer hails on open frequencies. And we havent managed to crack their code yet. So all we can do really is go up and talk to them." Fett said, and Seryk nodded in agreement. Some of the other officers aggreed also, btu others were more skeptical. "How do you know they wont take whoever goes to them as a prisoner of war? They cant know for sure that we are on their side." she said, and Fett nodded. "I know. We will have to send someone they know is on their side. Someone they can trust." he said, and he looked over to Seryk. Seryk stared blankly back for a moment, before realizing what he was implying. "Me? What makes tyou think they will trust me?" he asked, disbelief in his voice. He didnt like the prospect of being the one to talk to the leader of the GFFA forces. "Beacuse of that lightsaber at your belt, for one." Fett said, and Seryk nodded slowly. he may not be a jedi, but he had met a few of them during his breif stint on Denon. And it was possible that some of them were here. "That, and you have had more experiance than any of us with the rest of the galaxy, except for Fett. And we cant afford to risk him." one of the other officers said, and Seryk sighed. he knew they wre right on both accounts. But that didnt make him any more willing to do it. But it wasnt like he really had a choice in the matter. "Alright, ill go. What do you want me to say to them?" he asked, and Fett Shrugged. "i dont know. Im sure you think of something. You think quickly when there are guns pointed at you." Fett said, and the rest of the officers chuckled. Seryk didnt see anything funny it that staement, but he laughed anyways. he had to at least try to keep his spirits up. And with the way things were looking, he would need all the good spirits he could get. *********************************************** "Well, they arent Reporan. Thats for sure. The thermal scans are all wrong." Han said, looking carefully at the screens in front of him. he and several of his command staff had been staring at the screen for several minutes now. The large force had stopped a few kilometers shrt of the main base, just outside the outer defence rings. But not knwing who they were bothered him. Especialy since they were right on his doorstep. "Imperials, perhaps?" Ulan asked, but han shook his head. "no, they would have contactd us by now on the correct frequencies. These guys are dead silent." he said, and he then looked up at Ulan. "You feel anything through the force about them?" he asked, and Ulan closed his eyes for a mement, then shook his head. "No, their minds are closed very tightly to the force. Wether it is a biological action, or strict mental conditioning, I cannot say. But I can say one thing. They are agressive, but not necessarily towards us. I think it may be a general agressiveness." he said, and Han nodded. "Great, so we dont know anything that we didnt know before. What did we get with the flybyes?" he asked, and his sensor operator shrugged. "Not much. We know there are a lot of troops, and a decent amount of what we think are peices of heavy equipment. Or at least we think its heavy equipment. We arent sure." he said, and Han selcted this time to let loose with a very old, very powerfull corellian curse. One he usually reserves for politicians and other authority figures. "Great. So we dont know who they are, what their equipment is like, whos side they are on, and what their intentions are. What do we know?" he asked, and Ulan shrugged. "We know that they are there." he said, and Han sighed. This was not looking like it was going to be his day. "Sir, scanners are picking up a single object heading our way from the unknown force. Spped is consistant was either a slow rocket, or a military style jetpack." his sensor officer said, and han looked up. If it was a rocket, it would be a waste of effort to worry about it, the bases sheilds would handle it. But if it was a jetpack, that would mean they want to talk to him finally. "Alright, Ill go topside and figure out what we are dealing with. The rest of you, continue on with the battle preperations. I want something for every contingeny possible. I even want a plan for Rancors to be attacking, got it?" he said, and his command staff chuckled at his last comment. They knew he wasnt serious with that last comment, but that he was tryign to ighten up what was quickly becomeing a very dark mood.

Well, it was fun. But I think its tiem you called this one Stellar. I think its dead.

Thank you GAT, thats the one I wanted top post. But the link I had to it is password locked now.

Oh wow.... misdirection actually works.

Well, i couldnt fet the one ai wnated, with Frodo being catapulted into the Eye of Mordor. That one is now password locked. So i used that one instead.

*whistles innocently*

Well, It could be almost anything. Some weird technology that he never perfected, or found a real use for. Maybe a new type of sheilding, a highly sensitive sensor array, possibly even a new type of cloak? But preferably it would either A: Not work all teh time, or be a hit or miss kinda thing, or B: have some serious drawback, like major power consumption.

Ilos smiled as he watched the new starfighters set down on the loor of the massive hanger. In front of him, the squadron of pilots that would be flying them stood in awe of their new fighters. Ilos had guessed that they had never seen anything like them before. Indeed, quantum armor was a rare sight anywhere in the galaxy. And to see a starfighter squadron made up of it was something most squadrons could only dream of. But his squadron was getting one. And hopefully, it would turn out to be a wise use of valuable resources. "Well, these are your new starfighters. They will be painted standard GFFA colors to hide their true nature. But that will only last until you actually engage the enemy ships. Then, they will figure it out." He said, and Col Eldrik nodded. "Well, those few moments of surprie will be all we need to devestate any enemy fighter squadrons that we face. At the beginning of the battle at the very least." he said, and Ilos nodded. "Yes, thats when your skills as pilots comes into play. I wanted a vertern squadron for this assignment, because a rookie squadron would just get cocky in these fighters." he said, as the last of the starfighters landed. They all walked up to the starfighters as a group, and a female Chiss motioned to the elongated cockpits. "Admiral, why are the cockpits longer? They are far to long ofr just one person." she sai,d and Ilso faught hard to remember her name. The long Chiss names had always caused him problems. He decided to just call her by her rank for now, to ease his mind. "Well, captain, the cockpits are longer for all of your co-pilots. If they could be called that." Ilos said, and Col. Eldrik looked over to him, an odd smile on his face. "Co-pilots? Of what kind?" he asked, and Hirotek raised his hand. "You will see once they arrive. Until then, pick out your fighters, and take them for a test flight. Get used to the real thing. We will be departing within the week." he said, and Col. Eldrik nodded. Ilos watched as the pilots all chose their new starfighters, and stood there long enough to see them lauch themselves back into the atmosphere of the planet. He then turned, and began to walk back to his quarters. he had been studying several of the projects that were being conducted here, and one of them had intrigued him immensly. Project Zsinjs' Shadow still needed some work, but it seemed to have promise. But only time would tell. OOC: Ill let someone else figure ut what the project is. Zsinj was crazy enough to have some crackpot project running that would be of use now.

Its been that long? Well then, off to visit Hirotek!

Those ugly guys in the final ST:TNG movie. the ones that built the Scimitar.

I was going to add a feild commentator to this one, but every tie I tried, it just didnt work. Next battle will haved a feild commentator for sure. Randomly picked. Possibly even a whole squad of redshirts.

OOC: The french domination will last until the next battle. IC: Announcer - Well folks, it seems we have some varied opinions as to who will win the battle. Lets see what our commentators think about all of this. Mr. Fett? Fett - I have killed beings that would make you have nightmares for the rest of your life. So I know what I am talking about when I say the Predators will win. Announcer - Short, and to the point. And Mr. Fett has his chips in the predator pile. next, is Captain Jean Luc Picard. Picard - The Kilingons are a fierce race, I will give them that. There honor will drive them to fight to the death, no matter what. But these predators, and these vong, they are ulike anything I have ever seen. Their ruthlessness is unmatched from what I understand. But the Vongs downfall is their hatred of technology. It will keep their attentions away from the prize, especially if the battle should enter the city. But at the same time, the predators have a one track mind, and that will make them easy to predict. In the end, I see the Vong coming out on top. Announcer - A well thought out analysis by the federation captain. Finally, we have Lt. Harrigan. Mike - Im telling you people, this is a bad idea. We are all gonna die if we stay here. I say we leave now, while we still have the chance. Announcer - Well.... alright then. Now, on to the main event. For this battle, each side will have an even amount of warriors. We randomly picked a number, and it came out to a whopping 275. As for the terrain, that was also chosen randomly. And we will get to see if Picards prediction of the Vong is correct, becuase they will all be fighting within the confines of the city. Lets just hope that the cilivilians have the intelligence to run. Picard - Hold on, their are civilians down there? Announcer - Well, of course. It make it more realistic that way. Lt. Harrigan - Well, they're all dead now. So can we leave before we join them? Picard - What kind of a contest is this? I was not told about this. I demand that this contest ends immediatly! Fett - Shut up, both of you. They combatants have already been moved into the city. Announcer - Yes, it appears that Mr. Fett is correct. The Klingons and predators are already going along with teir battle plans, the predaotrs spreading out, and the klingons moving in one large group. As for the vong.... Picard - My god, they are destroying everything! Get those civilians out of there!! Fett - Its to late for them. Lt. Harrigan - Thats it, your all nuts! Im out of here. *Lt. harrigan walks over to a teleporter, and slaps the controls, and he promplty teleports away.* Picard - Where did he go? Announcer - Well folks, it seems that Lt. harrigan has teleported himself into the city. Right into the path of the vong. From what I can see on one of our vidcams, he has already began to run..... Fett - He should have just shut up, and sat down. Announcer - Ooh.... That looked painfull. I wonder how a razorbug to the back of the neck felt for mr. harrigan? Picard - Shut up! Cant you see innocent people are dying down there! Fett - As are klingons. The predators have found them. Announcer - Oh my, he is right. Folks, the real battle has begun. the kilingons walked right into a trap set by a group of predators. the predators shoulder cannons are making quick work out of the klingons. Picard - it seems the klingons have their sidearms though. They are returning fire now. Fett - Numbers will give them this victory. But thier fate is sealed. They are outclassed. Announcer - Yes, thats does appear to be five... no six dead predators. Along with about thirty dead klingons. Not a good ratio for the klingons. Fett - They would do better against the vong. Picard - yes they would. But I still insist you get those civilians out of there! Announcer - No need to worry Picard. The civilians have weapons of their own. The local militia has already been called out. Picard - A lot f good it will do them. Uh-oh.... Announcer - Oh my, I see what you are looking at. The vong have begum to demolish a series of buildings. But our sensors have detected a large number of predators hiding on top of them. This is going to get ugly... Fett - The predators took the only tactic thay could. They are using their stealth to ambush their enemies. This is why they will win. Announcer - Assuming the local militia doesnt kill the vong themselves. here they come. *A large number of armed civilians appears, all of them carrying a variety of blasters, phasers, and slug throwers* Announcer - Well, the militia has begun its defence of the city. Look ot the vong drop. And the predator are capitalizing, sowing more confusion into the mix. Fett - To bad they are gving away their positions. the milita knows where they are now. Picard - What are those things? Old rocket launchers? Announcer - Yes, it seems that the miltia has taken to blowing up their own buildings to take out the Predators. But eh vong are advancing quickly... Picard - This is an outrage! Those civilians never had a chance! Fett - Such is life. Picard - If this is not stopped, I will take matters into my own hands! Announcer - You and what army? If you think you can take on all three of those forces, and the miltia, be my guest. Picard - I just might. Enterprise, beam me up. And prepare landing forces for the city. *Picard vanishes* Announcer - Blast, I forgot we brought the enterpise here also. Fett - its doesnt matter. The real battle is about to begin. The vong and Klingons are about to meet. Announcer - Oh, yes. A good ground battle. the Klingons have sighted the vong massacring the militia, and dont look to happy. Fett - of course not. That goes against their code of honor. Announcer - That it does. The vong see the klingongs now. Both are charging at each other.... Fett - And none of them see the predators... Announcer - Very true. Where are they? Fett - Surrounding them all. They fell right into a well planned trap. Announcer - Oh, I see what you mean. but it looks like a lot of the predators are tossing thier shoulder cannons to the ground now. They are preparing to join in the ground battle. Fett - This is going to be interesting. Announcer - Blast it, someone make ure that the Enterprise doesnt interfere in this. The ratings will be wonderfull! Fett - There go the vong and the klingons.... Announcer - Yes, it seems that the vong have an advatage with their highly trained battle styles. But the klingons are a tough breed. Their redundant organs will kick in, letting them fight longer, even if mortally wounded. Fett - And the predators join in.... Announcer - Yes folks, it is now a battle Royal! Vong, Klingons, and Predators are all now locked in a frezy of combat on the ground. Some of the predators have still taken the high ground, and are filing blindly into the melee! Fett - It doesnt matter. With all the fighting on the gound, they will win by having some out of the fighting. Announcer - Very true. And it looks like the klingons are in trouble. The venom of the Vong Amphistaffs is having an affect it seems. Fett - The klingons are doomed. That venom can drop anyone. Announcer - yes, it seems that the Klingons are no acception. In their weakening state, the klingons are mincemeat for the Vong and predators. And as for the predators, thier armor seems to be protecting them quit well. Fett - The rest of the predators have joined in. Announcer - YES!! This is it folks, the final rumble. For those of you hoping to see a long drawn out fight, we apologize. But this looks like it will be ending quickly. Fett - Where are the Vong going? Announcer - I have no idea. But they are leaving the Klingons for the predators to finish off. And now its a massacre. The predators are bigger, stronger, and better armed. Fett - Yes, the Klingons are the first to fall. They never had a chance. Announcer - But give them credit, they put up a massive fight. look at the amount of bodies down there. Fett - Most of them are klingon. Announcer - Very true. But where di those vong run off to? Fett - It looks like they are destroying another part of the city. And more milita mambers. Announcer - Yes, there they are. They are in the industrial sector now. Lots of machines there, and wow are they having a feild day. I almost pity those mitia members. Fett - A lot of them are wearing grey.... Announcer - ......BLAST!!! It seems Captain Picard has brought down a sereis of away teams to help with the defence of the city. Fett - he should have stayed out of it. Announcer - Well, this is just great. Htis completely throws the battle out of balance. Fett - You should seen it coming. Announcer - I know. He is french, and they never know when to mind their own business. But it wont matter for long. Our sensors have picked up the predators, moving in quickly from behind the vong... Fett - The vong are stuck. They are to pre-occupied with destroying the sity to see the predators. Announcer - No, some of them see the threat. They are turniong to meet them now.... Fett - The vong are outnumbered though. After what Picards men did to them, they wont have a chance. Announcer - Yes, you are right. But the vong dont seem to mind. They are charging right at he predators... Fett - Picards men capitalize.... Announcer - Vong and predator alike now seem to realize the real threat... Fett - Picard is a dead man. Announcer - Wait a sec, are those photon launchers?? My god, he brought down artillery! Fett - The predators and vong are attacking the away teams now. Announcer - Serves them right. I hope they all die. Fett - I think they might. They arent doing to well. Announcer - Good riddance. Look at that, the Vong are flanking everyone... Fett - Right into a Predator squad. That looked painfull. Announcer - This is going to be.... Damn it! Picard shot a proton charge into the groups. There goes that fight. Fett - Well, at least he is making it more interesting. They are doing better than the klingons. Announcer - But they werent supposed to be here! Fett - Nothing you can do about it now. And by the way, the vong are done for. Announcer - Yes.... YES!! The final group of Vong have fallen!! Thankfully,. it was to the overwhelming numbers of Predators swarming over them. Now we will get to see Picard pay for his idiocy. Fett - Not likely. the away teams have the numbers, and the firepower. Announcer - No, the predators will.... blast it! those proton launchers are killing my combatants!! Fett - The predators have to get in close. Announcer - And there they go! They just plowed right through the federation lines, and are tearing them to bits!! Fett - The away teams still have their phaser rifles. In close quarters..... Announcer - This is getting ugly. I think timay come down to just a few combatants!! Fett - The away teams are lsing numbers fast. Announcer - as are the predators. Those phasers are going right through their armor. Fett - Where is picard? Announcer - Dead hopefully. Well, it looks like the predators have taken the upper hand. Fett - And there go the final few away team members. Announcer - Yes, the predators have finally finished them off. Who would have thought a redshirt would be the last to die? Fett - Dumb luck. But there is one away team meber still alive. Announcer - What? Where.... PICARD!!! Is he hiding? that coward.... Fett - No, he is waiting. There arent that many predators left. He is hoping for them to cluster togather. Thats a proton launcher in his hands. Announcer - Blast! If the predators get to close together, Picard is going to kill them! Fett - Well, the predators seem to be moving towards each other.... Announcer - No!! look behind you!! BEHIND YOU!! Fett - Picard is lining up the shot..... Announcer - NOOOO!! Fett - They never saw it coming. I will admit, that was a well placed trio of shots. Announcer - When I get done with picard, he will wish he had never even thought about taking on this job! Fett - is he yelling something?? Announcer - Well, lets cue the mikes. maybe he will have something intelligent to say. Picard - I WON!! I WON!!! I HAVE PROVEN MYSELF TO BE THE BEST!! FRENCHMEN RULE!! FRENCHMEN RULE EVERYTHING!!! Announcer - He is dead meat. Fett, would you like to be part of he next competition? Fett - Maybe, for a price. Announcer - Whatever it is, Ill double it. Your job will be to hunt down Picard, and kill him. Painfully. Fett - I can do that. Announcer - As for an opponent.... Yes, I think batman would make a worthy opponent. A battle to see who can find and kill picard first. Fett - And the prize? Announcer - Well, I think we have a few vintage sets of mandalorian armor if you win. As for Batman, he will do it for free once we tell him what happened. Fett - Interesting. Give me time to prepare. Announcer - Fine. It will take time to get to the DC univere and get Batman anyways. Fett - Come get me when you are ready. *fett walks out of the room* Announcer - Fine by me. Well folks, thanks to interference by that fool Picard, we have next weeks battle all set up! it will be bounty hunter versus crime fighter, in a battle to see who can bring picard to justice, one way or the other!! Until then, dream of heavenly battles, and send in your suggestions! We will take them all into consideration!! From the announcer booth, this is Mike. Have a good day. OOC: Well folks, Ill get the next battle ready. But until then, tell me what you thought, and throw me some suggestions. From here on out, this is your show. After Picard gets killed, that is.

you wouldnt happen top be talkign about that time the group of 8 jedi walked into an imperial town, and spent the next six hours leveling everthing that they came across, including the hundreds of people who tried to stop them, would you?

Yahoo..... is one of the crappiest serach engines out there, with one of the least reliable chat services. Their email sucks, their games are all boring, and there servers are slow as dirt. They have no room to complain, they have enough problems of their own.

Source code..... Why havent I thought of that? Ill look into it for you guys. EDIT: Alright, a guy I know is going to look into it. He wont promise anything however. Since my Disc is MIA, he will have to find a copy. Until then, I can check some sites that host source codes for games once in a while.

I am the queen-man of the postwhores.

I should really check mine. Last time i looked, I had 20 or so.

A pirates life is the life for me....

Wait a sec, youpeople actually pay for games? How quaint.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v445/droiger/37012.jpg I ruled that place for one whole day. IP ban followed suit.

I voted "maybe so", just becuase i feel lik being nuetral today.

Well, im hammering out the battle right now. Its taking a bit though. Yes, picard wins, through liberal use of photon gernades and a phaser rifle. Then we will get to see who can hunt him down first, Fett or Batman. And just wait until this whole fiasco is done with. Then we will have the battle of the biologicals. Thats gonna be awesome!!!! Oh, and Stellar... what are you talking about?

Alright, here is an online game I play. Its a lot like Nationstates in the fact that there are no graphics or sound. But unfortunetly, I hope your math skill are good. This one has some accounting aspects to it. http://games.swirve.com/utopia/ Im just waiting for the next age to begin right now. They are in the middle of one. You cant choose what Kingdom you are a part of, bu if we all play on WoL, we can just put SWR after our chosen names, and then see what we can do. But remember, this is just a suggestion.