Trejiuvanat

the Cow-Trooper, as Jahled put it... Actually it's between the classic Stormie, and the AT-AT Driver...

What do you guys says is first: a) The new rank systems, or B) My rank and insignia???

The Nazi Regime drew heavily on the Faschist Italian Regime, that drew heavily on it glorious ancestors: The Roman Empire...

Yes, it has happened to me.. All of the Post replay reports, I get in my mail actually, that's why I shut them off. I use IE 6.0

Travel through hyperspace, was like immersing oneself in a bubble and cut off from the rest of the universe. For hours one was not here nor there. Elegaie had little time for such thoughts, although he ignored where he was headed or which system he had left. He had lost track of time, for a long time he had remained safely hidden on the Punisher. Elegaie knew he had to thank Vergere for that. The more he thought about that the more confused he was. As a Jedi he dismissed coincidence and casual events, because the Force guided every action. With Vergere it was another matter entirely, there was nothing certain with her, her every thoughts where guided by coincidence and casuality. Or at least that was Elegaie's impression of her. He had seen her several times, but he had not spoken to her yet. Garth was sleeping next to him, while Elegaie remained away, eventually every three or four days, Elegaie would allow himself a Jedi trance to heal and restore energies. Every now and then Garth would try to learn something of the Vong, or their location. After Tatooine they had been to Hoth, Endor and other worlds already renamed to Yuuzhan Vong terms. There was little mention of the war, or of its evolution. At times the pain and extinction of the living Force of slaves and captives was felt by Elegaie, who could not help but to close his eyes and immerse himself in a trance. Then it came, as a shockwave from a distant corner from the galaxy. It was not only the extinction of a flame, it was as if a burning forest had been destroyed in a single strike. Iulor Gra'Nda had died. The moment of its death came in the Force, it felt pathethic and unworthy of a man who had lived and seen more than what he was meant to. Only I remain then, only I still know my dark secret. Elegaie looked again around him. The thought of death had changed his perspective. He knew, he had always known, he could not possibly expect to remain there. He had to think of Garth and Iulan and ... and Scathane. He knew Garth well enough, and he had known Iulan whose immensely strong presence in the Force he could pick even from this greay distance. But Scathane was... well... particular. Elegaie believed he had felt the Force in Scathane, but it had felt supressed, buried. Elegaie had been afraid to unleash it, basically out of fear of what Igoru Samos was capable of. Clear your head, old friend, if you are planning to escape, you have only one choice Elegaie paused. Vergere? Will you help me? I need to escape, but I do not seek to spill more blood, not even Yuuzhan Vong blood Elegaie felt her mental assentment and her instruction to leave their secret hideaway. Garth and Elegaie walked through empty corridor, every now and then receiving a mental instruction to change their direction. They made into a hangar. It was almost empty. Despite Vergere's presence there, Elegaie wished to be rather in an empty hangar. Next to Vergere was an unmistakable man, one Elegaie had hoped to find amidst the captives and slaves: Igoru Samos. "You still don't like me." Igoru said. Elegaie turned to face Vergere. "It has been too long." "We are relics, old friend. Despite our best efforts the galaxy is not ours to forge, but it is for the Iulan S'tors, the Scathanes, and even the Igorus." "Has this been the goal of my silent captivity?" Elegaie asked, remembering how much Vergere loved these games. "You have had you time to think and rethink your actions and goals. You are the Jedi, you tell me." "What are you then?" Elegaie asked. "I am nothing, Elegaie, I died ages ago in this galaxy, Vergere ceased to exist when she left with the Yuuzhan Vong." "As did I, when I killed the Yuuzhan Vong. We are not relics, we are ghosts from a past age." "Ghosts that refuse to believe they actually are dead." Elegaie embraced this knowledge, it had been the truth in the dark. The final and silent answer to his life, to the events of the past. "Iulor has died." "The first to actually realize the truth." Vergere said. "He decided to die, in time you will see why he chose to do so." "Come with me, Vergere." "I have too decided to die, in due time, I have much to do." She answered and left. "Come on, Caamasi, I've been too long on this ship, if you hurry I might even be nice and not get in your thoughts." Igoru taunted him. Muttering silently a thank to Vergere, who had taught him several important lessons in the past time. "Garth, are able to fly this?" The groggy human nodded. "Yes, I believe I can." "Let's prepare the ship, as soon as the Punisher leaves hyperspace, we will leave. Igoru, do you know where we are?" The Sith warrior smiled. "Certainly you highly Force-attuned Jedi Master, we will arrive at a certain planet called Bothawui!" Elegaie was shocked but said nothing. Silently they prepared their craft and exted the hangar shorly after the reversion to normal space. They found themselves facing a medium Rebel fleet, around them was an unbelievably monstrous Yuuzhan Vong fleet. "Bothawui will fall." "Without any doubt." GArth agreed. "And wait until you see the little surprises the Vong hve for them." Igoru added. Let's hurry to the Rebel fleet, and from there we will try to convince them to escape. "The Bothans will not like it." Igoru taunted. "Can we communicate with the Rebel fleet?" Elegaie asked. "Samos, take the controls, I'll try to fix the villip with some of my stuff." "Since when does the insignificant slicer order me around?" Igoru spat. "Obey him, Sith!" Elegaie said while Garth fized something onto the villip. "It might just work," the slicer spoke to himself. "give it a try!" Elegaie touched the villip and spoke into it. "This is the Team Punish 1, answer please." Elegaie said. "Convince them to prepare us some Nagraki Muj-Ribs for dinner!" Igoru said. Interference came from the villip. Then again. "This is Shadow 1, come again." "Nagraki Muj-Ribs for dinner!" Igoru yelled and laughed aloud. "Idiotic Sith!" Garth said, and he could clearly hear Igoru's response and a sudden tight in his neck. "Samos leave him." "Shadow 1 this is Team Punish 1, we need an escort to the Rebel Flagship, and leave the system as soon as possible, we have confirmed the use of some unpleasantries on behalf of the Vong." "Confirmed, uh? That much trust on me, old Caamasi?" Igoru asked. "Silence, Igoru." The battle had begun.

A joint effort of the SWRNN and Hutt Illustrated, perhaps? A monthly Newsletter could provide info on new downloads, new cards, TC progress, and perhaps links to some of the discussions in the forums. The most popular of each months, etc. Out of our 2000+ members less than 5% is a regular user of the forums, I even dare to say that at most 10% will be checking the site regularly. The Newsletter doesn't have to be that flashy, it shouldn't be that hard to do one..

Wow Jahled... I'm feeling like a simulated thing, something real but not real at the same time.... If our world is a simulation, as in The Matrix, could Zoot be like Agent Smith? Able to change the rules of the "universe" in matter of seconds? This and Scath's parallel dimensions discussion are really interesting, let's hope there more of them in the future...

You can set its sublight drive as low as 1 and its hyperspace as high as 180. But that are just the RebEd limitations, perhaps by editing the DAT files for ships, it'd be possible to put the stats at 0.

The world below their ship had a name. As most inhabited worlds have. The world below their fleet had a significant position in the Galactic Empire. A position few worlds have. The world below the dozens of Jeedai Vong fleet had no escape. Carida was the name of the world. The "stormtrooper factory" of the galaxy. "Decades ago, stormtrooper were indeed manufactured," Iulan commented. Rjiuvan stared at him, asking him to elaborate. "Just at the begin of Evaders's reign, the core of the Imperial fleet was made up of clones, they were turned out in absurdly high amounts from Kamino, Bselbe, Ortnac and almost another half dozen worlds. Now there are still clones, but most of the Imperial soldiers are now conscripted from worlds. Rjiuvan swore. "Conscripted warriors? Created ones? The Empire is doomed, it's own methods are unworthy. To force men to be warriors, to go to war must be a duty to the Gods, to the Force, to oneself." Iulan smiled grimly. "How proceeds the bombarment?" A controller came nearer and bowed. "The planetary shields are falling rapidly. They are at 60%." Iulan eyed the Warmaster who nodded at him. Iulan and Rjiuvan had planned every contingence, they had also considered that the Imperial would try to "outsmart" the Yuuzhan Vong. They had even thought five steps ahead of each Imperial desperate defense plan. Imperial detection software had a lot of difficulties with Yuuzhan Vong vessel, anything with a dovin basal was, for Imperials, a Vong ships. The bombarment continued. Imperial shield fell drastically in 5% step then at random until it collapsed. As Rjiuvan Shai had predicted it had only been a feint, immediately fire from the ground-based weaponry started firing at the ships leading the Vong fleet. During that timespan Yuuzhan Vong fighters, and heavy bombers penetrated into the atmosphere, as well as Yuuzhan Vong ground assault vehicles. Rjiuvan smiled as more ships blew up. He smiled and laughed because he knew something the Imperials did not. About half his fleet were only dovinbasal equipped asteroids. Huge remains from the planetoid Kessel. The shield remained open while the last shots scorche a 15 kilometer long asteroid. "None of the fighters or transports had difficulty in the entry." a controller informed. "They must have dismissed them for asteroid debris," Iulan offered. "Target I, destroyed." a cry came from a corner of the Glory Room. "Fist of Coral engaging TIE Fighters." "Khaan, first turbolaser battery destroyed. Knab Group targeting the shield generator. " "Fire breathers have landed, started march towards the academy." "Group God's Fist facing heavy resistance near the capital." "Shield Generator disabled." It was the call they were waiting for. "Signal the asteroids and the fleet, start the bombardment on the capital and the academy." Iulan said and Rjiuvan prepared the order. The Imperial Academy world was now another acquisition of the Yuuzhan Vong. Resistance lasted for a few more days. A week at most. About the time the reshaping began. It was not a total reshaping as they had done on Caamas. Carida also lost its name. It became known as Yun-Kard'ah, the Sword of God.

now I know what happened. Actually there is no corruption. The names of the systems and sectors are not in the GDATA dats, instead they are in the TEXTSTRA.DLL. I'll send you, if you wish, a TEXTSTRA.DLL with the correct names for the systems, as well as the asteroid field picture, you'd need to replace in REbEd's DLL viewer to have Alderaan showed properly. One of the many Kessel shaped planets is Bilbringi and yes, there are others. Just they won't appear until you have the correct TEXTSTRA.DLL. But replacing it will alter all the other name changes. Char names, troop names, Ships names, all names... Unless Mask knows otherwise how to replace only certain strings, without doing it manually....

Zoot, in any case, will give you a warm welcome, as warm as the fire in hell... By the time you're teaching english kids, I'll probably will be in some German university. BTW, SOCL you'll defintely be something. A Puerto Rican-English-American.

Nazi Germany and Galactic Empire have lots of parallels, not just the military hierarchy. Just like the Old REpublic has lots of similarities to the Weimarer Republik, (the German government between WWI and WWII)... The Lucas/Zahn situation is a big problem, most of the reference in the Zahn books can't be used in the newer timeline (although it makes more sense at some points, at some other it doesn't)...

Looking for pics on the net can be disappointing... Just the other day I made a funny experience... I was looking for pics of the Chariot LAV for a card, I typed it in google, lots of results popped up... I click at one of them and it has a pic and a text. I waited for the pic to load... To my suprise the image was an image taken out of Rebellion (Out of the Alliance Army Regiment)...Quite shocking... If you look for Noghri pics of REbellion will also pop up...

Indeed, the Newsletter could serve to remind the users what's going on with the site, because most of the registered users just registered to download some cards and never checked the site again... With New models and the TC in progress an active SWR.N-NL (swrebellion.net Newsletter) would certainly help...

Zoot... Trejiuvanat dreaded that name, he had painful memories of it, in the present it would always be something to fear, and Trej would not dare to think what other sufferment would that name bring to him... He had taken space care. He had not opened a single Imperial can, (he had friends that'd open them for him), and had been really nice and freindly to the little cats he knew... Zoot's silence had been long, but he feared it was the calm before the storm. Trej checked for his amphistaff, it was right were it should be, in case of any emergency. He had made it through two epic wars. In one he had ended in the moon, in the other in an ostrich... He could still survive another. Now with the BEAK Empire as his ally and all the might of his Yuuzhan Vong alchemy he could and would not be defeated by the Catti. In a moment of defiance and recklessness Trej called out: "Let Him come, I fear him not, I am a Jeedai Vong, you only a cat." He knew he regretted it...

OOC: Elvis is supreme Vong Shimraa, since he comes back you have to be comfortable with medium raids. IC: In the Core. Iulan allowed himself a half-smile, anything more than a half-smile would have attracted undesirable looks, anything less might give him the label of being an Imperial spy. The occasion had deserved that half-smile, it was a smile of hope, and of simple happiness. It had been months since he had walked the streets of any city. To be able to move calmly through Hanna City was a pleasure. The air intoxicated him with the smell of the ocean, and just the odor of peace. Iulan had come to the planet as an observer for the Jeedai Vong. Rjiuvan and he had agreed that a military attack on Chandrila would be useless because it would in no way affect the Imperial hierarchy and instead would do Evaders a favor to scare and hurt the Chandrilans. He had come to see how affected had been Chandrila by the spoils of war. As a core-world it had escape the isolation of other outer rim worlds, who even in this moment would be cut off from the galaxy. While Chandrila had not suffered much, the people were scared, the Holonet came loaded with reports from defeat after defeat, Imperial propaganda had even communicated that the Jedi Skywalker and the Supreme Commander of Rebel Forces in the Rim, General Miggell had died, and that the Alliance had been crushed. The names of Kuat, Esseles, and rumors of Coruscant were murmured in cafes, and markets. He picked rumors of the Vong, some farfetched theories, other sensationalist. Chandrilan economy was stressed, Evaders had just yesterday demanded a raise in the wartaxes to build up a stronger military, and defeat the Vong. (Imperial proganda, claimed that the defeats were part of a deceptive tactic, to give the Vong time to annihilate the Alliance, and only after that destroy the Yuuzhan Vong. In the tap-café he felt a very distinctive presence. A tremor in the Force, an echo, a weak presence. He turned and eyed the people in the café. All of them looked normal. That was very suspicious, he took out a credit chip and put it in the table and left. It was time to go. Too bad, I really like this place he walked to the spaceport where he'd leave in the small freighter that he had salvaged from the battle for Kessel. He entered the spaceport and headed for his lading bay, and as if some strange presence he grabbed for lightsaber and ignited it. A figure appeared from behind some crates. "Who are you?" Iulan said. The man laughed lightly and warmly. "It's me, S'Tor, Iulor Gra'Nda," the man said and removed his dark cloak. Iulan could easily recognize the man that had lead Immortal Squadron. "I bring you some informat..." he never had time to speak, from one of the entries a group of dark armored commandos entered and started shooting at the old Jedi. After surviving a travel to another galaxy, and escaping Evaders purge it was pathethic to see him fall to laser fire. Without a second thought Iulan jumped and used his lightsaber to deflect shots. He then cut down the commandos. He dealt with them very fast, either by his own anger or that they had already completed their mission, and needed not to live another day. Iulan rushed to the old Jedi. "Why are you here?" Iulan asked. The man bathed in blood tried to open his mouth, and one single world escaped his throat. "Yyyyyyyaaaaaavn". Then he faded into nothingness. He left the planet without looking back. He would be give Rjiuvan a detailed report on the rumors of the galaxy, but the mention of the Jedi's death and the mention of Yavin he kept for himself... Only time would tell what he would find there, and only the Force would dictate when he should go there.

First of all: WELCOME BACK!!! Second: I'm really sorry to hear of the Colonel's death. R.I.P. Third: Your questions: What's new? Not much... Who's new? Some new guys, apparently the Multiplayer part of the thread has attracted some of the quiet members to reveal themselves. If you read through the threads of General Disc... You'll see some new faces. Elvis is in limbo, as for now, he has been pretty sporadic, but he'll be back after his starts university. Why didi it seem as if all of us disappeared. I can speak of myself, and my Abi exams, except for math (may my math teacher burn in hell), I did very good. The RPG? Not much only about 5 replies since your last... Not too mention that between one of mine and one of Scath's posts is a span of almost a month!!! I think the new forum ranking system is in the same situation as my new avatar and title... And Zoot... well... 2000 posts... gulp....

I'll send you some stuff I found on the net. As for pics of them: http://www.ffurg.com/references/grand_admirals.htm Not a very good quality, though, but still the few pics there are of them at all.

The more he knew about the Yuuzhan Vong the more he was impressed by their ways of life. It had been a little over a year and a half since he had joined Rjiuvan Shai, in little more than two weeks after their first meeting that Warmaster had opned him to the differents qha'sas, he had been made familiar to the strategic an scientific knowledge from the Yuuzhan Vong... Even so only a week ago he had discovered sages, legends and tales from the Yuuzhan Vong. They were mostly fables for the warriors, tales of war and death, honor and the Gods. Iulan could not help but find them very interesting, the ones regarding the Gods were really interesting... It was these legends that had troubled him so deeply. The death of Gods. There was always a catastrophe. A devastating and inexorable event, only after that came the reshaping, the reconstruction. And peace. The incident at Esseles had fed him with hope, with a new race of Yuuzhan Vong that honor the ways of warriors, but do not kill out of greed, or lust. As well the people of the Rebel Alliance would face that not all the Yuuzhan Vong are blood-thirsty beings. This particular link that he had established, a bridge between his own galaxy and the Yuuzhan Vong universe, had opened a new path. Caamas, Esseles, Alderaan all of them are milestones in this new way. It was a difficult road and certainly many would not make it. Iulan even doubted of seeing himself at the end of the road. His only goal was to destroy Palpatine, to purify the galaxy. Beyond that he dared not to think, nor hope, nor fear. Iulan closed his eyes and laid on his bed. In matter of seconds he was asleep.

After an hour long battle against the aged Dreadnaughts that had orbited Esseles Iulan had been surprised to see a new fleet emerging from hyperspace. It wasn't, as he had dreaded, an Imperial fleet, instead it was a Rebel fleet. Not much to see actually, a couple of Neb-Bs, one Calamari Cruiser, one of the old ones, at that, and lots of converted freighters. And as usual about six squadron of fighters. Iulan closed his eyes to think on the situation. Rjiuvan Shai was no fool he had already recognized the affiliation of the recently arrived fleet. It was the one group Iulan would never throw the hammer of Jeedai Vong might, for a heartbeat the Vong warmaster feared that his Jeedai, would shy away from the battle. Leave the Rebels behind and put the Alderaan base at danger, not too mention their reputation. Hunted away by ksk'ra krib! Iulan's eyes opened and his green irisblazed with fire. "I will deal with them." It was a bold move, Rjiuvan and Iulan knew that. Iulan ran off to the hangar without awaiting a reply Rjiuvan ordered his fleet to regroup in a classic Gjin Krad formation. Now as the Rebel fighters came closer Rjiuvan closed his eyes murmured a prayer for his young friend and waited. Iulan exited rapidly on his TIE Defender, coralskipper had withdrawn to the capital ships keeping out of sight of the Rebel Fighters. Iulan in his cloaked vessel deccelerated down to 2/3 throttle and reviewed the fighters in battle. Ocean Squadron, Gem Squadron, and other three squadrons he hadn't heard of, Iulan assumed they were squadron reformed and recreated in the course of the war. One of the fighter squadron rang a bell in his mind. Shadow Squadron. After Emerald Squadron and before his tranfer to Immortal Squad Iulan had been offered a position in Shadow Squadron. The Holonet had claimed that Shadow Squad had been destroyed at Tatooine, but as many other things it was only a half-truth. Iulan reached to the minds of the pilots in the squadron, he recognized only a few. none of them he had known well, not well enough to try to pull a mind trick while flying a ship. So, he had to do it the hard way. With icy determination he pointed at the leader of Shadow Squad and fired and fired. Rjiuvan noticed the sudden and confused halt of the Rebel fighters. It had been one at first but more and more came to a sudden halt, they had been disable left as rocks in space. Iulan continued squeezing the trigger, and more ion shots were fired at the valiant rebel fleet. Confused, the fightersquadron broke away, and the coralskippers started to arrive, but they omitted the stopped fighters and started to shoot at the captial vessels, like swarms of flies they assaulted the Neb Bs and the Calamari Vessel. But they weren't shooting at the engines, only at the tractor beam projectors and the sensors stations. AFter the capital ships were as blind as a hawkbat the coralskipps withdrew, with minimal losses on their sides and none on the rebel side. the few fighters that hadn't been disabled had been called off early in the battle. The Jeedai Vong fleet regrouped and started their run on the hyperspace vectory the one of the many in t he shake-down course to head for Alderaan. Iulan was certain that Rjiuvan would not be happy of having to deal with the Rebels like this, it would hamper their reputation, and might even encourage REbels to strike in the core, not too mention today's timewaste, they had needed twice as much to deal with the Rebel fleet as they had with the imperial defenders. A hopeful thoguht then emerged in his mind, one he would save up for later times. He smiled and entered into the Chariot's hangar. OOC: Sorry Darky, i couldn't give you that much action, but at least i didn't kill you. I had forgotten about this battle a while ago, (i wrote that almost a month ago).

AUCH! That's gotta hurt.... I'm sorry, something similar happened to me a whlie ago... It is very time-consuming, to restores Reb to the modded setting not too mention the rest of stuff... Still, nice to hear from you, and hopefully will be hearing more fron you.

I heard of Denning signing for a post NJO trilogy...

I, for one, don't know what to think. After I saw Ep II one of my first thoughts was that some stromtroopers from the original trilogy would be clones, a small percentage, considering that after Palpy became Emperor, there would be conscription, etc... I don't really think that everybody in a helmet is a clone. From what we know of clones (from the EU, nothing from AOTC) clones are seen by many as subhuman, so that it'd seem natural that bred clonesoldiers would remain soldiers until they died. (Considering the standard lifespan of stormtroopers, it's surprising they made it until ANH!). It'd be a safe guess also that Palpy would have created a steady flow from clones from Wayland, throughout his reign. As for the Thrawn trilogy, it doesn't affect it too much. After Palpatine's death, there wouldn't have been more clones from Wayland, and those clones, unlike Thrawn's would have needed at least one standard year to grow. Many of them would have died until Thrawn was able to restart the facility. This could even help to explain Palpy having a Clone factory in Wayland... But I still don't think that clones would have been the bulk of the Imperial military at ANH, fifteen or ten years before ANH, they could have, but not just at the ANH timepoint.

The encyc entries... Yes... I have to update those, I didn't use any new pics though, except for a blown asteroird pic, for the remains of Alderaan, I'll mail it to you if you want. you have to install it in RebEd. The system names I changed, but I suppose you'd need the TEXTSTRA.DLL for those...

The Impstar and the croissant... yet again... But where are teh Battldonuts....