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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4320 on: June 30, 2018, 03:13:38 AM »
*** Starship Chimera, En Route to Onderon ***

Gypsie rolled onto her side and heard him mumbling.   She scooched up beside his head and placing his head in the middle of her lap, stroking his head, "It's alright... I'm here..."

*** Borealis Med bay, Geidi IV Orbit ***

Angel began to shake slightly, on account of her worsening condition and the doctor's anger, and was too weak to resist their guiding hand.  As she watched the robot get closer with a menacing needle, the heart monitor began to beep wildly as her restraints weakly shook as she tried to escape the needle-wielding drone.
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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4321 on: June 30, 2018, 10:10:50 PM »
*** Sol III, Starfleet Command ***

Weaver frowned, "That's not good. Is there anyway to track down his last location? I-" He turned his attention to Mira's colleague, before back to Mira. He nodded, briefly looking at the doorway as he got up, "Yeah, I should go. It was nice meeting you. Good luck!" With that, he turned towards the exit and proceeded at a quick pace into the foyer.

His eyes scanned the foyer for the tiger-like pattern, approaching after spotting the individual, "Mira sent me. I was the courier who delivered the package. She said you had my payment?" Weaver wasn't sure who knew about the holocron, so he surmised the best option was to keep quiet and not mention it.

*** Ship Graveyard outside Cardassion Space ***

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(He's weird to define in text, although I'll try anyway. I put this here as a better reference.)
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Dusk was an odd being. An Aquazorais combined with cybernetic engineering, he was literally made to command. Well, command drones, but still. From the front of his ship, he hung from the ceiling via four tubes that attached into his metallic shell, each containing a variety of wires within. These tubes could be disconnected to allow free movement if so chose. He himself was the size of a king-sized bed, although much more long than wide. Four sets of tentacles streamed down from his soft underbelly. His head hung just beneath the front part of the shell, three orange glowing slits serving as his eyes. He kept the door to his quarters locked with a blast door without any windows.

His scanners had picked up a cluster of space debris. No real electronic signals, at least, no strong ones. At worst, he'd find some scrap, which would only be useful for patch jobs. At best, he could salvage several vital components, and either upgrade his current equipment or sell them off.

"It's worth a shot at least."

Dusk moved his ship in, several floodlights beginning to pan the surrounding area, lighting up the scrap and wrecked husks of the ships. "What the hell happened here..." Dusk mused. The bottom of the ship opened up and lowered its drone bay as six yellow drones came out. They were equipped with mining lasers and electromagnetic claws. The small squad set out to enter one of the larger derelicts, each one splitting up within the bay to search for loot.

A brief alert appeared on one of his monitors. A movement report, although whether or not it was a false flag from the one of his drones nudging something, or actually something else was unknown.

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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4322 on: June 30, 2018, 10:41:59 PM »
*** Ship Graveyard outside Cardassian Space ***
(Dusk wouldn't happen to be some mutated  Zerg overlord?)
Some where in the field of debris three ships under a new advanced cloaking device waited for what? 

Not even the Crew knew as the various captains now discussed their current position. One a newly build Righteous class destroyer along with two pseudo Defiant  class  like vessels stayed close to the destroyer, though if anyone were to guess that the smaller Defiant ships were Star fleet Vessels they'd be horribly wrong .

**  Righteous Destroyer, Virtuous, Captains quarters, Ship Graveyard, outside Cardassian Space. **
" Challenger, Draconis Custodis what's your status?" asked the shadowed figure of a Vixen in her personal captain's quarters.

"All systems Blue, cloak is functioning 100% as intended, Secure channel still secure, scanners still picking up a couple of active ships among the debris, but they don't appear to be a threat nor are they headed towards us."the commanding officer on board the Challenger replied.

"Same here" the captain of the 'Draconis' replied.


"Affirmative, maintain position and do not fire on any vessels, we'r not here to start a fight , just test the new ships." Rippled the captain of the Virtuous.


*** Borealis Med bay, Subspace ***

Ambre changed her from form that of a four legged wolf to her normal anthro wolf self and tried her best to comfort Angel as the medical droids tried their best to help the dragoness.

"10 minutes till arrival." Argo chimed in.

 *Edge of Cornerian space*

The fleet on the edge of Cornerian space would soon pick up a small vessel  ,but it's class would be unknown at this time, but it was headed straight for them weapons offline... as it came closer it could be made out that the ship was a light freighter.
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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4323 on: July 02, 2018, 08:07:16 PM »
*** Warship Stella Devium, Ship Graveyard outside Cardassian Space ***

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The young, steel-black skinned dragoness known as Jacqueline "Jacky" Carsen was, like the name of her ship implied, a wayward star. Wandering the cosmos, forever ill at ease, she did anything she could to protect the weak and helpless. She wished she could have done the same with her own tribe. She tried. She fought so hard, but even touched by the power of the Force, she could not save them. Broken by her own impotence to save her people from the Klingons that called themselves "House Kruge", and enraged at the House Kruge for the unprovoked extermination of her people, she turned to her knowledge of robotics and a sudden surge of dark force energies, and killed the Klingons that killed those she called family. In the aftermath, she found she had a fleet of ships and nothing but ashes to call home - so she built drone soldiers and crewmen to pilot those ships - a process taking years - and she left. She had been wandering the stars ever since, and every society she saved was one step closer to redemption.

Still, as versatile as this fleet was, she wanted to expand it a little. Many of the wrecks here were salvageable, and she had never encountered many of the vessels she found here. As the salvage operations were underway, she kept an eye on sensors - there were ghost readings every now and then, and it made her feel uneasy. She and her current escorts were cloaked, and therefore invisible, but it still worried her - this wreck yard was new, and the vultures would be circling.

It wasn't until another ship appeared - another scavenger, she assumed - that things got interesting.

"Comms," she commanded, "That vessel, the one releasing the drones... hail them. See if they respond. Tactical, stand by weapons and shields, prepare to disengage the cloaking device if needed, and have our escorts do the same." As these orders were being carried out, a hailing signal, origin seemingly unknown, was sent to Dusk's ship. No hostile ultimatums, no demands to know what they were doing - if anything, the signal seemed a simple "Hello".

*** Sol III, Starfleet Command ***

"Yes," the woman said, handing over Weaver's payment. "Take my advice and get clear, now - I can't tell you any more than that."

*** Edge of Cornerian Space ***

The sudden appearance of the XS Light Freighter did not go unnoticed by the approaching fleet. Unwilling to de-cloak, Travis sent an automated signal to the freighter requesting they identify themselves.

*** Starship Chimera, En Route to Onderon ***

Vasily continued to mumble and mutter, but being held by the woman he loved had a profound effect on him, as he began to settle down. Some time later, he woke, confused to find himself in his quarters. "G... Gypsie...? he called out.

*** New Cerinia ***

The Farasan that had given Fayam the message vanished. When Fayam would activate the message, it would contain the scarred face of a middle-aged Klingon that said, "The House of Pegh requires your assistance. We cannot offer much by way of payment, but you are our best chance for this operation. This message will transmit meeting coordinates. Speak of this to no one, and come alone. I cannot tell you any more than that."

*** Carnival Grounds, Earth ***

Jason went along, boarding one of the pods. "I'm surprised you'd get in one of these, Amy," Jason commented

"I told you last time, Jason - I'm over it," Amy said.

*** Landing Zone, Tatooine ***

Kira leapt up from cover, and used the Force to project a barrier that would deflect the ballistic projectiles. She looked behind her at Doc and Kozik. "Come on!" she shouted over the gunfire. She then began advancing on the MG positions. However, while the barrier would deflect the MG rounds, those present may find it did not keep them from shooting back.

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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4324 on: July 03, 2018, 04:40:32 AM »

*Sith Construction Site, Gorbis Mongdrigo*


Garrus shouted over the rain and thunder. “Should be an hour yet, Lord!”


One unfortunate Mongdrigan bolted for one of the tracked construction vehicles. His run was cut short, as an ion bolt lept out, striking the raccoon. His body carbonized instantly, a surprised look frozen on his face.


*The Craat, Mongdrigo*
Vestraad, after a time, cleared his throat. “I apologize for my outburst. As I said, we’re a fiercely loyal people. The storm is moving along at a pretty good clip, should be clear in an hour.” A thought seemed to cross his mind, and the old raccoon withdrew his datapad. He pulled up a map of Mongdrigo and studied it for a few minutes.
“Well...this may get interesting. We’re in Brothers territory. If Mama’s Lookers spotted us, we won’t be alone for long. All hands, stand by at defensive positions.” Vestraad motioned for Ashoka to follow as he started towards the command deck.




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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4325 on: July 03, 2018, 08:36:26 AM »
** Landing Zone, Tatooine **

Kozik quickly reloaded his rifle before following Doc and Kira, shaking off the unexpected sight of Force powers. Making a note to ask Blaine later, he checked his side and retrieved a fragmentation grenade.

Opening fire as they came into distance with the bunker, Kozik lobbed the now active frag grenade towards the MG nest. It detonated and wounded one of the mercenaries, but the other was only momentarily stunned. "Damn it! Gotta work on my pitch." The wolf grunted, wiping the thin layer of sand from his amber visor.
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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4326 on: July 03, 2018, 02:06:35 PM »
** Landing Zone, Tatooine **

Kozik quickly reloaded his rifle before following Doc and Kira, shaking off the unexpected sight of Force powers. Making a note to ask Blaine later, he checked his side and retrieved a fragmentation grenade.

Opening fire as they came into distance with the bunker, Kozik lobbed the now active frag grenade towards the MG nest. It detonated and wounded one of the mercenaries, but the other was only momentarily stunned. "Damn it! Gotta work on my pitch." The wolf grunted, wiping the thin layer of sand from his amber visor.
" No you need to lob it not throw it!" Lupe the spartan armored wolf replied, jumping into the MG nest, and wrestling down the remaining merc, his motionless body being thrown out of the dug in position, before Lupe turned the machine gun around to attempt to use it against the others.
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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4327 on: July 03, 2018, 07:46:35 PM »
(Dusk being an Overlord? Funny story actually. I'll hide it in a spoiler.)

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(So, Dusk was first conceived while I was playing a mod in Starcraft II called Cortex RP. I've long since left due to the community being... uh... toxic. Anyway, we only had SC2 units to tinker around with. The engine allowed us to attach units to other units, so I scaled down the Zerg Overmind, and fit him inside an armory. That was Dusk's first incarnation. He was immobile, and eventually I needed a way for him to move about, so I took the Overseer unit whenever he needed to be mobile. So that's his OOC origins. IC he's a modified Aquazorais, which is another faction of mine. They probably won't show up, since their presence would bring a heck of a lot more issues...)

*** Sol III, San Francisco ***

Weaver nodded, taking his payment with a, "Thank you." He hurried out of the building and back to where the shuttles were located. It was time to leave, although Jackson's disappearance still bothered him. Maybe if he escaped the planet before anything bad happened he could go and investigate himself. That was risky, but Weaver couldn't help but toy with the thought. He approached the terminal, hoping for a quick trip back. Provided there were no interruptions, he'd take the next available shuttle back to the embassy where his ship was docked.

*** Ship Graveyard Outside Cardassian Space ***

A monitor beeped and whirled around to face Dusk. A new transmission, origins unknown. Dusk didn't hesitate with his next actions. The drones were immediately called back, and power was diverted into shields and sensors. The computer began calculating a safe escape route out of the graveyard to enable a jump. Eyes trained on the various screen surrounding him, Dusk reached for the comms.

"You know, people don't just hang around a graveyard just to say hello, and if you were looking for rescue then you wouldn't have your position hidden. So what do you want?"

Dusk was prepared to launch a dummy distress signal if need be. If this creep thought they could chase him from this treasure trove, then he'd make sure to attract every single scavenger in the area as a parting shot. His ship signature was already being quite "noisy" with a good chunk of power being thrown into sensor pulses.

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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4328 on: July 04, 2018, 08:54:41 AM »
*Outer Space*
Fayam raised an eyebrow. Usually, he didn't get jobs this way. He understood it was important, yet he had a bad feeling there was something off. He punched the coordinates in the autopilot and the Blowfish moved out.

*New Romulus*
The gunslinger wondered why and how the Romulan recognised him, given he hardly spent time planetside anywhere. He stopped his cycle next to them and got out before asking, "How'd you know me? And, what'd you need me for?"
In the meantime, the copilot and mechanic left in similar motorcycles, in green and yellow cycles respectively. Anna stayed on board.

*Earth*
Mary didn't give it much thought and just stepped on board. When they were seated, the ferris wheel came into motion and brought them up.

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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4329 on: July 04, 2018, 08:57:48 PM »
*** Unspecified Meeting Location above Iconia ***

The cloaked Klingon Warship waited patiently for Fayam and the Blowfish. Her commander hoped Fayam would agree to help them; he was the best chance for this operation in the current political climate.

*** Reman Habitat, New Romulus ***

(Just for the record, Anna, that wasn't a Romulan flagging gunslinger down, it was a Reman - the Romulans' nocturnal allies.)

The Reman approached the gunslinger. "Are you one of the crew from the ship that just landed? The one who brought us the Tal Shiar data?"

*** Carnival Grounds, Earth ***

Amy showed no change as the ferris wheel brought them higher and higher into the sky. "So, Mary... how'd you end up where you were? You said you worked on Dragon'taan. How'd you end up there?"

*** Sol III Orbit ***

Getting to his ship would not be Weaver's issue - rather, it was when he actually got there that an issue popped up, by way of a small probing strike force of Elachi cruisers and destroyers arriving in orbit. The Starfleet vessels immediately engaged them.

*** Ship Graveyard Outside Cardassian Space ***

"Relax," Jacqueline told Dusk. "I'm not here to harm you. As much as I'm trying not to be seen, I don't want you to think I'm hostile. I'm a scavenger, like you. Came here trying to salvage some of the hulks of these ships for my personal fleet; some of these ships are in great condition, all things considered." She sent a text message to the tactical station. Dusk's sensors may detect an energy surge just off the starboard bow. Moments later, the Stella Devium de-cloaked along with her escorts. "Sorry bout the cloaking device; you just caught me off-guard, that's all."

*** Czerka work site, Tatooine ***

Kira continued her advance toward the Czerka-held ship's husk. Doc fired at the Czerka mercs from the safety of Kira's shield.

*** Sith Construction Site, Gorbis Mongdrigo ***

Malgus nodded to acknowledge Garrus, still calmly observing the storm.

*** The Craat, Mongdrigo ***

"Do you need a hand defending this ship?" Ahsoka offered.
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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4330 on: July 05, 2018, 02:08:16 AM »
*** Reach ***

Vhikarev looked over Fixel briefly. "Well, if you took a public transport, you better come with us - I'll... take you aboard... the Iron Dragon. From there, we go to Onderon," he said. His gaze shifted to Wilco. "Is there anything you need to get before we depart? Onderon is a long way from here."

Near Fixel, invisible to anyone but her, Ahkrinviingah appeared next to her and said, "Your path and his will take you to Dragon'taan. But that won't be the only place you walk; your commanding officer will have tasks for you related to him. My advice? Do as commanded, but keep your eyes open for subtleties or opportunities; there will be plenty."

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"Nothing needed from here..." He says before slowly starting to walk off. "We going?"

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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4331 on: July 05, 2018, 04:28:42 AM »
*Sith Construction Site, Gorbis Mongdrigo*
The storm began slowly drifting away, the arcs of lightning getting far and few between.


*The Craat, Mongdrigo Surface*
Vestraad bit his lip. “No..? Yes. Maybe. I’m not sure what they’re gonna come at us with. If they’re just gonna poke, it won’t be more than ten. If they’re coming for a fight, we don’t have enough firepower. We don’t have any field suits onboard either...Losing this vessel is a death sentence. Pray to your god or gods that the Brothers just poke.”
 Vestraad pushed on a panel near the command door, revealing a few of the archaic Mongdrigan rifles, with two magazines taped together. “You know how to use a rifle?”

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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4332 on: July 06, 2018, 02:14:23 PM »
*Iconia*
Fayam approached the coordinates and saw a planet coming up, which was 'Iconia', according to the computer. He realised the coordinates weren't on the surface, but in orbit. However, he couldn't find a ship he should contact except maybe some random cargo ship.

*New Romulus*
The gunslinger replied, "Yeah, but right now the crew is off duty. I wonder though, how'd you know?"
As he said this, the mechanic and copilot drove past. They wondered what it was about, but didn't bother to check. They were planning to just chill somewhere in a park or something. During that time, Anna made sure Faith was taken care of and restocked so it would be in tip-top shape for the next mission.

*Earth*
Mary sighed. "Whew... That's... quite a long time ago, really. Ehm... Well, after my degree I needed a place to work. Unfortunately I couldn't find one. Then, I could take over a pharmacy from someone else at a reasonabe price, so I thought 'why not' and moved in."

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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4333 on: July 06, 2018, 06:07:37 PM »
*** Unspecified Meeting Location above Iconia ***

The cloaked Klingon Warship waited patiently for Fayam and the Blowfish. Her commander hoped Fayam would agree to help them; he was the best chance for this operation in the current political climate.

*** Reman Habitat, New Romulus ***

(Just for the record, Anna, that wasn't a Romulan flagging gunslinger down, it was a Reman - the Romulans' nocturnal allies.)

The Reman approached the gunslinger. "Are you one of the crew from the ship that just landed? The one who brought us the Tal Shiar data?"

*** Carnival Grounds, Earth ***

Amy showed no change as the ferris wheel brought them higher and higher into the sky. "So, Mary... how'd you end up where you were? You said you worked on Dragon'taan. How'd you end up there?"

*** Sol III Orbit ***

Getting to his ship would not be Weaver's issue - rather, it was when he actually got there that an issue popped up, by way of a small probing strike force of Elachi cruisers and destroyers arriving in orbit. The Starfleet vessels immediately engaged them.

*** Ship Graveyard Outside Cardassian Space ***

"Relax," Jacqueline told Dusk. "I'm not here to harm you. As much as I'm trying not to be seen, I don't want you to think I'm hostile. I'm a scavenger, like you. Came here trying to salvage some of the hulks of these ships for my personal fleet; some of these ships are in great condition, all things considered." She sent a text message to the tactical station. Dusk's sensors may detect an energy surge just off the starboard bow. Moments later, the Stella Devium de-cloaked along with her escorts. "Sorry bout the cloaking device; you just caught me off-guard, that's all."

*** Czerka work site, Tatooine ***

Kira continued her advance toward the Czerka-held ship's husk. Doc fired at the Czerka mercs from the safety of Kira's shield.

*** Sith Construction Site, Gorbis Mongdrigo ***

Malgus nodded to acknowledge Garrus, still calmly observing the storm.

*** The Craat, Mongdrigo ***

"Do you need a hand defending this ship?" Ahsoka offered.

*** Czerka work site, Tatooine ***
Lupe used the machine gun to give Kira covering fire, but the belt was getting shorter, it would soon run out of ammo.



*** Sangheilios Orbit ***
"Alert to ground crew two large craft will be landing at the designated landing zone keep the area clear." Fyra said as  she initiated the launch of two dropships.   

The first a Huge egg like shaped Overlord Dropship soon followed by a more aerodynamically styled Conquistador Dropship as escort fighters swarmed from the Overlord dropship, surrounding the two with a field of   old looking, Arc-170 fighters that had come out  of the rectangular shaped openings near the top of the egg like vessel. Joined by 3 wings of 5 Perseus interceptor, launched from the FoxFire the entire fleet heading planetside.


*** Ship Graveyard outside Cardassian Space***

The Virtuous fleet noticed the ruckus the small odd craft made, staying cloaked but very aware of the noisy 'bug' of a ship in the area along with spotting the other ship, reguardless their mission was not to start any battle.... so they remained silent.

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Re: Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)
« Reply #4334 on: July 06, 2018, 10:59:26 PM »
*** Sol III Orbit ***

Well this was a slight problem. First came the commotion within the embassy. Then came the lightshow. Weaver doubted that he'd be allowed to undock given the situation, not that'd he want to anyway. Considering this place was an embassy, he'd hope this would be the number one place to protect. Of course, it could become a prime target too...

Weaver positioned himself near a window within the embassy watching the battle as best he could. If things got out of hand, he might just try to undock regardless of what anyone said.


*** Ship Graveyard Outside Cardassian Space ***

This was a interesting scenario, but at this rate, Dusk would have to trust this stranger. He was outmatched at the moment, and quick escape was not an option with the ship being in the middle of a debris field.

"You caught me off-guard as well. Glad to see you showing some goodwill and trust with de-cloaking and all. I don't suppose you're keeping one ship cloaked as insurance? When I was scanning, I caught another anomaly. If it isn't you, then we have a third party in the mix somewhere."

Dusk kept the power diverted to shields and scanners, trying to pinpoint the exact location of this errant signal. This wasn't the first time Dusk dealt with cloaking technology. It took extra power to reveal them, even more to disrupt it, but at this point, Dusk had nailed it down as an art. He was a security freak; turrets were embedded in the walls, floors, and ceilings within hidden panels within his ship. Cameras kept watch over every hallway, every nook and cranny. Even his drones had a detection suite to expose those who'd thought that a cloaking device alone would protect them. Spies and infiltrators had become so complacent with their invisibility that they forgot to actually hide.

"Oh, the name's Dusk. Yours?"

 

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