Defender_16

Because it's set durring the Thrawn Period and the New Republic has Coruscant? Wait that still wouldn't work.

I'm guessing from the title about biggest bomb ever that it must be the Tsar Yep it was. (Been posted on the forums a few times Eagle. ) Largest US bomb. (And worst radioactive disaster caused by same country.) Cool links btw Tofu.

We now return you to your Imperial program. + + + The Imperial Fleet poured out of hyperspace in a high orbit above the Planet Garqi. Scout vehicles and Tie craft dropped from the bays of carriers and Star Destroyers in still formidable numbers. Corvettes and Light cruisers surged ahead, moving into lower orbits to scan the surface of the planet. "Enemy forces coming up from the planet. Two squadrons and three Corvette analogs." Reported sensors. "The Corvette's are angling to slip around the planet and escape." "Deploy sufficient numbers to deal with their fighters. Can we catch those Corvettes?" Asked Burgan. "No Admiral. They'll be away before any of our ships can transit to the other side of the planet." "Don't bother with them then, just have a ship record their jump vector. As soon as the enemy fighters are destroyed begin a full orbital survey. I want escorted landing craft on their way to ground in thirty minutes." The High Admiral waved over Dorja. "Yes sir?" Inquired the older man. "I'd like you to send four of your best pilots along to help escort the landing barges. Your people still have more experience fighting these aliens... er Vong than my people do. They may adapt faster to tactics they use for fighting on the ground or in atmosphere." "Understood." + + + Jag lead his flight in a long sweeping arc around a group of AT-AT barges as they descended through the Atmosphere. Air friction reduced the speed and maneuverability of Tie's in atmosphere considerably but there were positives as well. Any pilot that ejected had no need to worry about freezing to death or running out of air like in the depths of space. Reports were starting to come in from the ships in orbit about odd star shaped structures in or near the planet's cities. Columns of what looked like prisoners had also been seen along with large shambling things that could have been ground vehicles or large creatures. Because Garqi was a farming world there were no shortage of landing sites. Transports and landing craft chose to set down in a series of fields ten kilometres south of the main population center. There were raised roads, tree lines, and a few small bridges that stood between the landing zone and the city. Though any of them could be used to slow the Imperial advance, this was the most defensible landing zone this close to the city. Two Squadrons of Assault Gunboats and one squadron of Skiprays hung in the air suspended by repulsors. They formed a loose circle surrounding the landing zone facing outward. Anything approaching the transports would have to deal with the powerful vehicle's cannon and missiles. Just inside the ring formed by the fighters landed the Sentinel class Landing craft, deploying Troops to better form a perimeter. Inside that ring the large transport barges finally were disgorging walkers. One squadron of Defenders one of Gauntlets and six Interceptor Squadrons patrolled the surrounding airspace, careful not to get in the way of the transport craft. Once their walkers had been deployed the barges lifted off and headed back into orbit. Half of the Sentinels went back into orbit as well but the other half stayed and joined the Gunboats as low hovering fire support vehicles. A wave of Assault Shuttles came down and began securing bridges and roads that would be needed to advance to the city. Heavily armed troopers, some in power armour, began taking up stations at these strategic points. AT-ST's and Stormtroopers began advancing outward from the landing zone, moving quickly to reach the points secured by the heavy troops. AT-AT formations began to lumber across the fields, taking their time and letting the AT-ST's do their job. Things continued without incident and the AT-ST's soon reached the first bridge. The bridges on Garqi were strongly built, intended to allow the heavy droid operated farming equipment to easily pass the large waterways scattered around. The waterways themselves were shallow enough that the walkers could have waded across but that would have slowed things down. Then combat reports started to come in. A unit that had taken a crossroads near the main waterway separating them from the city was under attack. They were being hit with what appeared to be large bugs. The veteran Sergeant on the com was calmly describing the alien weapon creatures. "Approximately hand size give or take. They have a razor sharp front and wings that they use to fly and steer themselves. They can be taken out with blasters but they're fast. They can cut through trooper armour when they build up enough speed." The com cut off for a second then resumed. "Enemy forces are located in a forested area just east of our position. Requesting fire support." Right away a wing pair of Defenders and a squadron of Interceptors pealed of from their patrol and opened fire on the kilometre long triangle of forest. Fighters dropped down to hover over the Stormtrooper positions, firing laser cannon wherever the troopers directed their fire. Razor bugs pinged off of Starfighter armour or shields having no effect. Some small explosive bugs also joined in the mix but had no effect. AT-ST's were just starting to reach the crossroads when the hail of alien bugs stopped. The Interceptors ceased their strafing runs as more troops and vehicles approached along the road. A heavy landing barge carrying a groundside shield generator touched down at the main landing zone. Though the defensive ring of fighters around the LZ had spread out there was still more than enough to fast counter any threat. Seeing this Jag pulled his flight farther away from the LZ, about half the distance to the city. From here they could more easily see the Crossroads and parts of the city opposite the waterway. "Incoming Artillery fire! Evacuate the crossroads!" Yelled an Interceptor pilot on high flight. Jag looked and sure enough a golden ball of plasma arced across the water from the city and hit the crossroad. The Scout Walkers and two Tie's hovering there were blasted away in different directions. The boxy walkers ripping apart like flimsiplast crates and the fighters exploding as their engines were melted through. White encased bodies and parts thereof flew in all directions. More plasma blasts arced in from three other points inside the city, pounding the surrounding roads. Surviving troopers began an orderly charge into the forested area off of the road as they waited for the AT-AT's to reach them. The enemy plasma artillery fire did not stray south of the main road except for on the approaches from the bridge. Before long the AT-AT's and escorts were forced farther south to avoid the barrage. Instead they began to cut across the open field to reach the road coming up to the crossroads from the south east. + + + General Richardson, who had come down to the surface on the heavy shield carrying barge, wasn't happy with what he was seeing. He had been hoping to capture the city with as little collateral damage as possible. The ships in orbit were able to locate pockets of life forms on the planet but it was hard to tell what were civilians. Killing civilians and non-combatants, even accidentally, was one way to get the big General angry. If there was a good enough reason he would allow it but he had executed soldiers before for the unneeded slaughter of civilians. Garqi Agricultural University sprawled across one side of the city and was the source of most of the life form readings. One artillery piece was firing from the University Campus with three more scattered in the cover of the city just in from the small river. In adjacent or blocking buildings were human life signs. He cursed the alien's attempt at spiting him. The roads and open fields leading to the river would be a killing ground for any forces that tried to cross them. AT-AT's with their direct fire cannons couldn't hope to reach the enemy vehicles. XR-85 Tank droid's would have been handy now but it would take too long for some to arrive. He picked up his com and looked up the starfighter Commanders in the air. "Colonel Fel, this is General Richardson. I want you to take a high flight over the enemy positions. I'm having the 420th wing’s Squadron Two accompany you up. If you think you can hit a target do so. If you cant crack those Artillery from up top let me know, I can divert some Gunboats." "Order Acknowledged." Responded Fel. Richardson turned to an aid. "Get me some Tie Bombers down here with precision munitions. And bring in a Corvette or two, it'll be faster than trying to deploy a self-propelled Turbolaser." The aid ran off to carry out the task as another began to report in. "Sir our infantry that’s pulled back to the forest to avoid the artillery is under heavy attack." "Let me see." The holo display lit up showing the transponder locations of all ground troops and forces in that area. The Soldiers had fought their way into the trees pushing back the enemies that had occupied the area in minutes. Now the aliens appeared to have organised a counter attack and positions were crumbling. "Enemy forces are reported to be using close combat tactics. They... I believe they're armed with some kind of vibroblade sir. Troopers report that their armour is being cut through with single hits. Enemy armour is taking two or three solid hits from standard blaster rifles." "Can you get me visual?" The aid hit a few buttons and a side display switched to showing the image from a Stormtrooper’s small mission recorder holocam. They were being steadily pushed back by a swarm of short creatures armed with small curving weapons. Their numbers alone were causing problems. Behind and sometimes among them were tall thin looking humanoids armed with long coiling whip like weapons. "Emperor's black bones." The Trooper, using his carbine in one hand and a sidearm in another, was firing as fast as he could to keep aliens back. Then when a hole opened in the line one of the tall ones from the back rushed forward, swinging its weapon around like a sling thrower. It sidestepped a blaster bolt, took another to its chitinous looking armour then swung its weapon across decapitating the trooper. At least Richardson assumed the man had been decapitated, since the camera view spun showing alternating ground and sky before landing next to a headless body. "Pull them back. Pull them back to the south east! Have them meet up with the Walkers coming up that road. When the majority of the troops are clear of the forest have the AT-AT's and Interceptors burn what's left of it." 036

Current Cylon takeover plan: Can't rememebr if I posted this one or not.

getting a little old but I found another comic for 300. http://fanboys-online.com/comic.php?cid=173

We need an FTL system so we can outrun our radio waves and contact inteligent life before the crappy stuff from the 30's reaches them.

Still cheering mask. *Cheer*

Who likes Guitar Hero?

Hope you guys like high gravity. Oh man, I've got a headache just thinking about it.

Hmm. Can't remember which Micro Machines I got. -Gallofree Medium transpot -Tie Bomber -AT-ST -Cloud car Those are the only ones I can recall.

And now for perhaps one of the posts Paul (One of my most dedicated readers) hated the most. Even I didn't care for parts of it so I retyped it to make it more believeable. + + + The Victory Striker type experimental Destroyer 'Rough Justice' dropped out of hyperspace for it's rendezvous with the Destroyer Tribune. They had just completed their first circuit of the Kathol Sector, rumoured to be the place where a Rebel fleet and Imperial task force had disappeared a mere two years ago. The sector was vast but far from empty. When they had strayed off of their planned route just slightly, the ship had stumbled upon pockets of inhabited systems and areas not recorded in Imperial survey logs. Their arrival had scared off armed transports ship before they could hail them on more than one occasion. This time though it wasn’t an armed transport that greeted them. The Imperial Destroyer Tribune floated, dead in orbit, above the planet Brolsam. Hovering near it like a pair of scavengers were two Mon Cal Star Cruisers. The curved ships oriented on the incoming Vic in seconds, their Turbolasers soon getting firing solutions. A cloud of starfighters started to boil up from behind the two ships and overtake them. "Helm, get us out of here." Ordered Noris Sloan, the ship's Captain. "Set course for the Capital, there should be two Destroyers there plus their reaction force." In a matter of minutes the ship came about and was safe in hyperspace again. There was no way to tell for the moment if the two Cruisers and their fighter escort had followed them. Once a few minutes had passed and things calmed down a bit, Sloan set about the task at hand. "Sensors, I want a full report on the numbers and types of Rebel ships that were there." If they knew what the Rebels had brought with them then the Imperial fleet could tailor it's force to deal with this incursion. Tribune would also need to be towed back to a repair yard. "Both Mon Cal cruisers were broadcasting their IFF transponders in the clear. Mon Remonda and Mon Karren both of the MC-80b type. There were several smaller ships clustered around Tribune, mostly converted transports. There were eight squadrons of fighters deployed, X-wings, A-wings, Y-wing mark Two's and Uglies. Lots of uglies." "Damn Rebels. Were there any Tie Fighters deployed? They tend to use a lot of older model Ties outfitted with shields." "There were a handful of Tie Clutch craft sir, no other ties." "They must be keeping them for defence of whatever planet they've been hiding near. Once we reach the Capital we'll just need to insist that they take up a search of the surrounding systems after defeating these Rebels." +++ Rough Justice arrived at the sector capital, Kal'Shebbol, to find the already meager Imperial Defence forces in ruin. The planet's permanent Destroyer guard of two Imperial class ships were as dead in space as the Tribune had been. A mixed force of ships patrolled the area centered around a pair of weathered looking ISDII's. "Where's the light reaction force?" Asked the Captain. "On the opposite side of the planet sir. We're still receiving some telemetry from satellites. The Vic in the group had been chewed up and both Strike cruisers appear to have had their forward sections blasted apart. It could be from missile hits." Sloan wanted to scream out a long drawn out 'No!' but restrained himself. For the crew's sake, he reminded himself. Now they had serious problems. Two Mon Cal's and two Destroyers would be nearly a match for most of the remaining Imperial ships in the Sector. With the Rebels holding the main route out of the sector now, he would have to run to the Kathol Republic to gather forces. That was back on the other side of the sector, it could take three days or more to get there. And the Charis Fleet, which had been relocated to Episol, had no heavy ships to take on Destroyers. "Sir, Hyperspace disturbance detected aft. It's one of the Mon Cal cruisers. Also, additional Rebel ships are heading up from low orbit. Two Assault Frigates with a fighter squadron escorting each." Sloan continued to gaze through the viewport. In the distance, maintaining a patrol around the enemy Star Destroyers could be seen the shapes of Tie craft. That was why they hadn't used them before, they had been saving them up. "Captain, the Rebel ships are hailing us." "Put it on the speakers." "VSD Rough Justice, under orders from The General we are giving you a chance to surrender. Power down your weapons and lower your shields. You have one minute to respond unless you take hostile action." The Captain continued to consider his options. “Helm, could we make it to Episol before the Rebel ships overtake us?â€

+ + + "We have a line of four Destroyers formed up sir. Fighter screens are in position. Golan platform One reports full readiness." "Good. Flight control, once the fighters from the planet-side bases start arriving, send our ties in to help those protecting the Destroyers." "Yes sir." The sensors officer spoke up again. "Enemy fighter wave incoming towards the Destroyers. They're leaving their cruisers to catch up." "Good. Our ships can put down suppression fire while our Tie's pick off their fighters." All four Star Destroyers tuned their Turbolasers toward the oncoming Rebel single ships. "Rebel fighter wave will enter Turbolaser range in three... two..." The Turbolasers on Blacken and Coercion began to turn and track in opposite directions. "One... Fire!" The two Defence destroyers launched their first volley as planned at the oncoming Rebels. The other two Destroyers fired on the defending ships that had come up to join their line. At the same time the Tie craft they had launched opened fire on the Imperials in the fighter screen. Nearly two dozen ties winked out of existence in a second. Tie Clutch type uglies launched from the traitor Star Destroyers and those tie craft already in space activated low powered shields. Blacken and Coercion were able to get off three full Turbolaser volleys before the defending ships returned fire. When the Imperial fighters turned to attack the apparent traitors they were hit from behind by the Rebel fighter wave. A full squadron of Tie Clutch craft struck out at each of the two now wounded Destroyers, peppering them with laser and Ion cannon shots. The Rebel strike fighters came into range followed closely behind by the Assault Frigates, all firing Ion Cannon. When the Imperial Commanders tried to roll their ships to bring fresh shields to bear, the fighters hit the unshielded sections. The Peregrine closed with one Destroyer unleashing it's heavy Ion cannon on the larger ship. Before long both defending ships were adrift and the Rebels were moving on to the Golan platform. A force of Tie Interceptors fleeing before them. The Rebel flagship hailed the Golan platform. "This is General Garm Bel Iblis to the forces of Kal'Shebbol. Surrender immediately and save your planet from orbital bombardment." Fighter squadrons were still climbing out of the atmosphere and into orbit, headed for the Golan Two and the other light ships forming up around it. Blacken and Coercion came about slowly, allowing their shields to recover while the smaller Rebel ships formed up around them. The faster Rebel starfighters began to make quick strikes against the remaining Imperial defence force, stirring up their formations. No response was forthcoming from the station so the Star Destroyers began a slow approach. While an upgraded Golan Three could hope to hold off a pair of Destroyers for some time, this was a old First Generation Golan Two. The large guns aboard the Destroyers were nearly in range of the platform when a sector response fleet came out of hyperspace. A Victory Destroyer flanked by two Strike Cruisers and three Corellian Corvettes emerged at the edge of the planet's gravity well. Had the Rebel converted Carriers stayed farther behind, the new arrivels would have been able to easily overwhelm them. As it was, their appearance was too late to change the course of the battle, only lengthen it. Iblis looked over the ship numbers carefully anyway. "Colonel, direct Blacken and Coercion to change course for the new enemy fleet element. Send two of our Dreadnaughts along with them. Peregrine and the Assault Frigates will carry on toward the station. And by the Force, get those Carrier transports to stay out of the way." "Yes sir General. By the way, our two Nebulon-B Frigates are skimming the upper atmosphere and engaging fighters coming up from the surface." "Fine keep them there. Have the regular starfighters, shielded Tie's, X-wings and the four B-wing's go with our Destroyers. That should leave us... the A-wings, Tie Clutches and the full Y-wing squadron for attacking the station." "This could be a close match General. A Carrack Cruiser and two Corellian Gunships have taken up positions alongside the station. The system Patrol craft is also hanging nearby." Iblis frowned at Tycho's report. "We'll just have to proceed slowly. The Assault Frigates can crack that station without much trouble, even faster with the Y-wings helping. We'll just have to take on the light ships ourselves and hope the Frigates finish up quickly." The Rebel ships now heading for the space station formed up again, watching as the larger ships headed away. The Two Destroyers had enough power to beat the Imperial group but the Strike Cruisers had been outfitted with Carrier modules giving the group eight fighter squadrons. "Weapons range with the station in twenty seconds." Called out a random officer. An idea popped into the General's head. Or more accurately something he'd forgotten. "Send a message to Blacken." Instructed Iblis. "Tell them to begin continuously transmitting surrender protocols to all enemy ships once they engage." "Yes sir." Iblis shook his head. He was getting too old for this, too old without the proper medical support. He straightened his shoulders. If the offensive started to pay off the Rebels might be able to get access to proper medical equipment. The three capital ships cruised in, firing the moment they reached range, the two Frigates protecting Peregrine most of the way in. The A-wings continued their slashing high speed attacks against the massed fighter forces, really doing little damage but causing confusion. Then the Imperial fighters could hold back no longer and charged the group attempting to swarm them. Peregrine dropped relative down from the Assault Frigates and opened up on the Carrack and the Gunships which were following close behind the Tie fighter attack. A-wings and Clutch uglies dove into the starfighter fray which soon became so confused that few pilots had time to line up a shot. The Y-wing formation which had held back, dove into the gap between the Frigates vacated by the Dreadnaught. The Assault Frigate bringing up the left side of the now two ship formation, directed Ion cannon fire at the Carrack Cruiser and Gunships as they passed but did little serious damage. They did however serve as distraction enough to keep the Gunships from noticing the Y-wings. As soon as the Corellian built ships were past, the Bombers streaked in at the station in a flying wedge. Their concentrated Torpedo spread lit up the Golan's shields like a stellar nursery. The Station's Turbolasers couldn't penetrate the shields of the Rebel ships and the Y-wings had just barely enough speed to dodge. Soon Laser and Ion Cannon bolts shook the station's hull. Blue lightning skittered across the exterior and through internal systems causing them to short out or overload. Before long most of the station's weapons had ceased firing and several sections were burning air off into space. By the time one Frigate came about and headed back into the battle, Peregrine was being hammered. The three Imperial ships and some Ties were giving everything they could to take down one of the Rebel ships. They were nearing success. Holes started to open in the old ship's shields and Cannon fire cored through several topside decks amidships. A Gunship hammered away at the engines causing a secondary explosion. Peregrine's heavy Ion cannon fired a last desperate volley into the Carrack's engine bank bringing down the smaller ship's shields. The Assault Frigate fired at maximum range hitting the now unprotected light cruiser, it's engines exploding in a spectacular fireball. Some of the Y-wings were soon ducking through the firefight and launched their last missiles into a Gunship dropping it's shields. A flight of Clutch fighters targeted it's weapons, losing two of their number but fast disabling it. The remaining Gunship, seeing it was now far overmatched transmitted it's surrender. Off on the far side of the station four Y-wings and the other Frigate chased down the fleeing System Patrol craft. The heavier ship shook up the SPC with it's heavy weapons enough for the Bombers to take out the engines, leaving it drifting. + + + The General picked himself up off the floor of the Command center as he heard the distinctive sound of hand operated fire extinguishers. The tactical holo display still functioned though it had a bad flicker. Everything near the station read green or yellow, no enemy contacts. Tycho was directing damage control efforts from one of the control panels not damaged in one way or another. A support beam had collapsed toward the front of the chamber and the wall behind it was warm. "Tycho, Report." "All enemy space forces are either destroyed, disabled or have surrendered." Iblis wiped as his forehead and was grateful that no blood came away when he did so. "The planet?" "The planetary Governor is willing to negotiate terms for surrender. Apparently he heard your broadcast about Planetary Bombardment." "My ship is in a bit of a mess. Not the sort of thing I want a Governor to see. It would likely be taken as a sign of weakness." "I already have a shuttle waiting to ferry you over to Blacken Sir." 034

Especially when he keeps trying to Abduct Mon Mothma from Coruscant .

Forgot to mention. I totally whipped the Imperial Starfleet in another protracted fleet battle. Despide having Tie Defenders deployed to practically every world in the sector they didn't call any additional fighters in. Leaving them 30 squadrons to my 120 at the time of the battle. This one was at Averam, one of the large shipyard worlds. Imperial Losses: 4x SSD 2x ISDII 12x ISD 8x VSD 10x Strike Cruisers 6x Escort Carriers 15x Strike Cruisers 8x Lancer Frigate 8x Nebulon B Frigate New Republic Losses: 1x ISD (Alleigance) 5x Nebulon B Frigate 2x Corellian Gunship 1x Assault Frigate* Though I only had 1 Star Destroyer and some smaller ships totally destroyed, many of my heavy ships were badly crippled. The Super Star Destroyers Mediator and New Republic lost more than half of their HP. Emancipator and Freedom lost hyperdrives forcing me to invade the planet. (*Costing me an Assault Frigate to planetary defenses.) Half my corvettes were damaged and only 1 of my Star destroyers escaped harm of some kind. The Mon Cal Cruisers were consistently ignored through the entire battle allowing them and my Victory Destroyers to decimate the remaining SSD when it stopped trying to pound Descisive to rubble. All of my ISDII's are out of comission for the forseeable future and half of SSD's. The Empire has begun construction of new SSD's to rebuild their fleet. Which they wouldn't have needed to if they'd reprovisioned their fleet with Tie squadrons. (I gave them 100 days dammit. The AI should smarten up.) Remaining Imperial Forces consist of some scattered Interdictors, a Dreadnaught, an ISD and a VSD.

The DVD set that came out a little while ago. Ask SOCL. Man, I gotta get outta this thread for a bit. Reference my previous post.Stop posting so much you're making me post more. I was already typing that up even before you make the previous now refrenced post. So... um... we're good.

The DVD set that came out a little while ago. Ask SOCL. Man, I gotta get outta this thread for a bit. Scanned the back pannels of all three VHS cases and put them up btw.

http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h293/Defender_16/SWTrillogy.jpg The date on the bottom of the case says 1988 even though I know we got it a few years after that. This is still my preferred version to watch because it doesn't have any of the crappy '97 CG work or newer Anakin makeover. (Or Boba Fett's voice changed.) http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h293/Defender_16/SWTrillogy001.jpg http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h293/Defender_16/SWTrillogy002.jpg http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h293/Defender_16/SWTrillogy003.jpg

That's not it. I think it was the previous version before that. (I'll look over the box see if I can get something useful.) Hmm... *Looks arround* A scanner is fine too. Here. http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h293/Defender_16/Accidentpictures006.jpg http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h293/Defender_16/Accidentpictures007.jpg

Wooo! http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/2007/01/02/star_wars_narrowweb__300x369,0.jpg Moving on. Now here is a kick ass computer case.

I wasn't even old enough to remember seeing it until about 90-91ish. In the 91-97 period I watched the movies enough that the version my Parents had taped off TV wore out. So we got our VHS box set. I can't seem to find any pictures of that version. It wasn't the enhanced version I know that. I'd take a picture of it with our digital camera but my Dad took it with him on his latest trip to China.

Rebel Section. Not going to bother colour coding this one. + + + On the other side of the galaxy, the Star Destroyers Blacken and Coercion dropped out of hyperspace. A fraction of a second later two Nebulon-B escort Frigates Trophy and Copsic reverted. Dead ahead was the capital of the Kathol sector, Kal'Shebbol. The system’s traffic control picked up the ships just before they hailed the Golan Platform in orbit. "This is Commander Adali Inkari of the Destroyer Blacken to local traffic control please respond." A stern faced flag officer appeared on the holo projector. "Destroyer Blacken, you were reported missing two years ago in the Rift, along with another ship." He said it more as an accusation than a question. "Yes sir. We were caught by a gravity pulse mine used by some fleeing Rebels. To make a long story short, we were ambushed and ended up traveling more than a year at sublight before we found our way out of the Rift." The traffic control officer frowned as he looked off screen. "From our readings it looks like you've had lots of repair work done." "We took control of a large Pirate base and used their station to expedite repairs. Called themselves the Skandrei Bandits or something? They were screaming something about that over the com when they attacked us." "The Skandrei Bandits?! You found their base?" "Yes sir. Was stocked just well enough to replace any weapons and systems we lost. We were forced to execute half of them, while the rest are being looked after by our Stormtroopers." "What happened to your group's Command ship? There was a Super Star Destroyer with you if I remember." Even if it was a small one. The officer thought to himself. "I'd... rather wait until a full report is filed sir. We lost a lot of good people." "I understand. Very well then, one of my officers will send you an approach path that will keep you out of the worst of the scheduled system traffic. Good day." The Officer in charge of the Golan platform and system traffic control turned to his support officers. "Give them a slow approach path to give our sensors more time to look at them. I want to know exactly were those ships have been. Send a potential scramble warning to the ground based fighter wings just in case. Someone look up Commander Adali Inkari on our local database. If he came through here on that ship we'll have records from the crew manifest." Within minutes an officer retuned with data on the previously missing ships and the man now in command. â€

This one would be decent too it it wern't for the canned laughter.

+ + + Dorja looked over the High Admiral's shoulder at the large holographic representation of the battle. They had an advantage in numbers but support ships were being lost at a rate of more than three to one. "They're able to coordinate their forces too fast and too easily. I've never seen anything like it." "Some sort of combined data network between the ships in their fleet perhaps?" General Richardson suggested. Burgan waved the suggestion away. "Not likely. We'd have detected a huge bandwidth of com traffic. Even if they were to transmit in visible light or some other frequency like gamma rays we would have picked it up by now." Dorja looked to the General then the Admiral. "Telepathic then?" "It's not too far fetched." Agreed Jerej. "Indeed." Answered Burgan and spun his chair to face Shanna Vance. "Are we facing anything telepathic that you could tell us?" The woman looked to the viewports again, at the enemy fleet that was so close someone could reach out and touch it. She squinted at the ships and creases of concentration began to show themselves on her face. Then she stopped and took several deep breaths. "Nothing. There's nothing out there." "Well it was worth a try. Now if-" "Wait." The woman interrupted. "There is nothing out there. No life, no substance, nothing. It's like those ships shouldn't even exist but when I open my eyes they're still there." "R-right." Responded the Admiral uncertainly. "I don't think that'll have a huge effect on how our fleet fights them." Without another word he turned back to the battle. A volley of cruise missiles took down the starboard shields of one of the Star Destroyers and hulled it in several places. The crews were well trained and turned the ship broadside to the enemy presenting the least damaged shields while smaller support ships prevented fighters from taking advantage of the loss of shields on that side. Even so the diagnostics display for that ship started registering more and more hull and systems damage. "Blast." Muttered Burgan. "Have a Vic Star and a Vindicator move in and support that Duce. I don't want to lose it if possible." The bridge shook heavily and the light dimmed as systems tried to draw extra power from the grid. The indicator for the forward shields dropped by five percent. "Report. What just hit us?" "Nothing hit us that caused that sir." Said the sensor operator. "I think that the enemy command ship just tried to strip our shields. Inertial compensators in some of the forward sections nearly failed under the strain." "Get backups in place. I don't want my command crew dead if they try that again." "Aye sir." A series of plasma hits blossomed against the forward shields in sequence. Shield power dropped more. "As tough as these ship are, they can't take hits like that all day." Said Jerej. "And they won't let it last all day." Added Dorja. "Eventually they're going to throw everything they have at this ship to break your line." As if to prove his point a full wing of enemy fighters broke off from battling Tie fighters and in unison fired a concentrated barrage at the bow of his ship. As quickly as it had begun the Vong fighters returned to the Tie craft as if nothing had happened. "I don't know how they're doing that but these guys are slicker than a Hutt. Helm! Find us some room and put us broadside to the enemy command ship. All guns pick a spot and drill it. Missile batteries launch a combined barrage at their command ship." Concentrated cruise missile fire coming from the enemy carriers broke down the shields of an older Destroyer and ripped a series of hull breaches in it's topside from bow to bridge. "Sir I'm detecting secondary explosions aboard Steadfast. They're reporting some kind of failure in-" The officer was cut off as large explosions ripped the Destroyer Steadfast apart from the inside. It finished with a much larger explosion as the main reactors detonated, sending out a shockwave that crippled any support ships that had been nearby. The bridge shook as the topside shields absorbed most of the explosion's damage. Red emergency lighting came on as damage alarms wailed from several places on the bridge. "Helm continue our maneuver!" "Aye sir!" Through the forward viewports clouds of Shards could be seen raining fire down on the forward and topside shields. Turbolasers without a clear shot at enemy capital ships tried their best to swat the pests. As the Command ship turned Ardent and it's escorts stayed more or less in the same place bringing the areas infested with enemies closer to the ship and it's fighters. Several other tie squadrons also joined in the defence of the Command ship and there was soon a massive fighter engagement raging between the two Destroyers. As soon as the SSD ceased her turn all of the portside heavy weapons opened fire. Concentrating first on a Frigate analog that had been harassing them and then on the large enemy command cruiser. "Sir, our Interdictor Cruisers are taking fire from cruise missiles." Dorja leaned in towards the Admiral. "They only have a limited number of missiles aboard. They may be hitting them now should they need to withdraw later." "No that's not it. They didn't start hitting the Interdictors until we started directing more fire on their command ship." Jerej tapped a display panel. "The Carrier analogs are starting to pull back. A withdrawal?" Burgan looked over the numbers of remaining ships and starfighters. "If they choose to retreat we'll have to let them. We don’t have the strength to break their formation. If they stay it get's messy for everyone. We need to regroup, or we'll be stuck in stalemate. Pull the Interdictors back and have them withdraw. We can't have them thinking they're stuck here and fight harder." "We outnumber them." Mentioned Jerej. "We outnumbered them from the start. We need to pull back and consolidate our forces. We also need time to fully analyse the tactics and weapons of this enemy." He turned to the ship's captain. "Prepare to pull the fleet back, but do it slowly." Dorja simmered with anger but outwardly remained calm. "They are going to escape. We haven't done them any real damage. What we have done to their cruiser analogs is just superficial." Their chance to inflict a serious an immediate defeat to this new enemy was slipping away. "We'll pull back to Garqi." Announced the High Admiral. "If they have any presence on the ground there, we'll land troops. It'll give our ground forces experience with these invaders. If not we can set it up as a temporary fleet base." The Vong Fleet intensified their fire on the command ship for several seconds attempting once again to break the Imperial line, but could not ignore the other Destroyers for long. Knowing this all auxiliary power and feeds to the Superior’s starboard weapons were transferred to the shields. Tie craft rushing to the defence of their fleet's Admiral soon became too numerous for the Shards and blastboat analogs to counter. A Vindicator class cruiser protecting a pair of Lancer II Frigates moved into position and began wreaking havoc on the enemy formations. Then the fighters and enemy cruisers were flocking away back to a safe place to enter hyperspace. The withdrawal was as orderly as the attack had been. Damaged fighters and vehicles were protected by near perfect formations of escorts as they pulled back. Any Imperial ships or fighters that attempted to pursue were quickly taken down. Then, within a handful of minutes they were gone. "Detail ships to recovery operations. Communications, I want the small group we sent in to Yaga Minor to get out of there now if they're still alive. They're to link up with us at Garqi. And have the Hypercom relay ships move to establish communications between Garqi and Agamar. The main fleet will jump out in... half of an hour. Any ships unable to jump will remain behind with the recovery group." Officers moved to carry out their orders and the bridge was filled with the sound of movement and hushed conversation. Burgan spun his command chair to face away from the viewports. "Quite the new friends we've made. I'm guessing your first encounter wasn't quite so successful?" "No sir." Frowned Dorja. Though he had to admit, it was a step in the right direction. "Normally I would have risked the fleet to take down theirs but there's a problem with this being the only sizeable force within range for a couple of weeks." "I understand, completely." Replied the older man. "I can still have more ships brought in sooner than that but not in enough numbers to replace a full battle group. Now... General Richardson, prepare your troops." "With pleasure sir." 032

There's some pics in the IMDB for 2001. http://www.imdb.com/gallery/mptv/1015/5091-166mptv.jpg.html?seq=2 Had some decent pics of the costumes used. Holy Crap! Did you guys see all the stuff from Dune!?

http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h293/Defender_16/JustintimeDebugging.jpg Oh man, I get this every time I click on anything. Anyone know how I activate JIT Debugging? Or should I stop being so lazy and google it? Thought I'd let you know that this was poping up on a regular basis though.