[Rebel Uprisings] IC

Jamfke · Last edited by Jamfke on Thu Aug 09, 2007 6:00 pm; edited 3 times in total

A cloak of darkness is enshrouding the galaxy. Once Chancellor, now Emperor Palpatine is quickly closing his grip on the Old Republic. Never again will the universe be the same.

Several senators tried to block Palpatine's rise to power. Those signing the petition of the Delegation of 2,000 were essentially signing their own death warrants and those of the systems they represented. Kashyyyk, Goroth, and others, all enslaved by the Imperial machine.

Still, there are some that have feigned compliance to 'His Majesty's' will, but secretly support small bands of resistance fighters who oppose the Emperor's might. One such band we find barrelling through space, running for their lives from an Imperial ambush.

It was supposed to be a simple mission. Go to the Kolanis system, maneuver to the specified coordinates, and off-load the containers of tibanna gas. Simple. The crew could have gotten back to base and well into a stimulating game of sabacc within six hours, seven tops.

Then, everything came unglued. Two Victory class star destroyers dropped out of hyperspace and effectively closed off our heroes' best escape vector. Then they dropped wave after wave of the Empire's new T.I.E. fighters. Fast and agile little ships, easy to destroy, but hard to hit.

The Ghtroc 720 pitches and rolls as another flight of T.I.E.s rakes at her shields. They complete their run and clear the path for the next wave.

Gry Sarth · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 8:10 pm Post subject:

Toba flicks on the ship's internal comm channel from the system's bay, and speaks out in an irritatingly matter-of-fact tone:

"I understand we are all having a specially bad day, captain, but if you take a moment to notice the pretty red blinking light to your left, you'll see that our shields won't hold the next wave of attack. Evaporating into a cloud of ionized carbon particles is not sounding like a bad idea right now, but if YOU would like to avoid this fate, now is the time for one of those clever ideas."

netjedi · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 9:47 pm Post subject:

From the co-pilots seat Cyn exhales the smoke form his tabac stick and looks over to the pilot's seat. In a very arrogant tone he states. "Well, what's your call... Captain"
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Orgaloth · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:09 pm Post subject:

Looking out at the TIE's and occassionally squeezing the trigger for the turbo laser, Qassar contemplates his next move.

"Toba, I need you to keep those sheilds up! I'm going to try and punch us out of here. Cyn, make yourself useful. Either get in the turrent, or find us a decent hyperspace route."

With that Qassar pushes the Dream hard, attempting his best to avoid the TIEs as well as shooting them down.
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jmanski · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:11 pm Post subject:

"I'm ready" Org Tanal checks in from the gun well as he straps in. Org has a sneer on his face- he is ready to kill.
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netjedi · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:13 pm Post subject:

Cyn maneuvers himself infront of the navi-computer and starts to look for a possible vector out of here.
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jmanski · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:15 pm Post subject:

Org opens fire on TIE fighters.
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Orgaloth · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:17 pm Post subject:

Releaseing the controlls of the turrent to Org, Qassar switches over to the Ion cannon.
"Nice of you to join us Org. Now blast some of those TIEs so I can get us out of here!"
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Gry Sarth · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:20 pm Post subject:

"Oh, the entire team working together to preserve our meaningless lives... isn't it ghastly."

Toba continues to work on the shield's motivators, trying to keep the power from surging.

"On the whole life-preserving issue, I think it's relevant to remind my fellow tin-can travelers that our current cargo is HIGHLY explosive!"

jmanski · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:23 pm Post subject:

"You just keep this tin can together"

Org continues blasting at the TIEs.
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netjedi · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:23 pm Post subject:

Cyn looks over to Qassar "We might be able to use that to our advantage. If we release the cargo in front of a flight of TIE's it might be enough to take out a few of those rust buckets." (thinks to himself that Toba might be useful after all)
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Orgaloth · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:24 pm Post subject:

"That's why I want the sheilds to stay UP!"
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Jamfke · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:29 pm Post subject:

The Dream jinks and rolls deftly at Qassar's command. He tracks a TIE and lets loose with the cannon, the little ship bobs and seems to magically disappear from his scope as it avoids his blast.

Org cycles quickly through the quad's initiation sequence. The targeting computer comes alive with the glow of numerous bogeys. He jams the rotation control hard to port as he tracks his first bird. The quad belches energy and finds empty space as the swift TIE rolls away from the blast.

Cyn stares into the viewscreen on the nav computer. The destroyers don't create too much of a shadow, but almost enough to keep them from jumping anytime soon. He chews on the tabac stick as he punches in several projections, then bares his fangs in a grin that would send chills through the bravest of troopers if they could see him now. It's a long shot, but if Qassar can make it past the destroyer farthest from the systems only planetoid, he thinks they could just punch to hyper and get back in time for supper!

Toba grimaces at the shield generator. He'd just serviced the stang thing before they left the base! Now they go and blow a capacitor! He sighs then grabs his toolkit and sets to work.

netjedi · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:33 pm Post subject:

Cyn to Qassar
"If you are skilled enough, I have an exit vector. Come about to 35 mark 7 and make your way past the Star Destoyer, I have the coordinates set."
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jmanski · Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:33 pm Post subject:

Man those things are fast, Org thinks. He carefully targets his next prey and fires.
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