Death Star Attack

[Darth Turbogeek]

Attack on the Death Star

Beep Bepp

Zzzzzzz

Beep Beep

Zzzzz… >snor<

Beep Beep

>Wha…?<

Beep Beep

The Jedi Master Turbogeek woke up as the incessant beeping of the comm. unit in the other room to that he was sleeping in blared out it’s alert of an incoming message. He ducked low as he rolled out of bed, mumbled at why the universe was so unfair, just as he had settled into the best sleep he had achieved in a week, after so many late nights setting up his new base on an abandoned island. He had managed to break into the old Sith base that had been abandoned a year ago, converting it into a suitable place to oversee the shipyard in orbit and also the planetary population. By circumstances this planet was now the sole possession of the Jedi.

He still didn’t trust the old base, so he had continued to sleep in the mud hut he had found, cozy and warm with a surprising amount of rooms. One he used as a sleep room, one other kitchen, another a guest area and the last a comms and computer room. The alarm from the comms unit blared again and the cursing Jedi went out and slammed a hand on the mute switch.

“What in the name of the Force could be so damn important” he grumbled. It was like he was even a member of the Jedi Order anymore, he had walked out when things there had gotten too far out of kilter for him to be the Jedi he wanted to be there. The New Republic sure as anything didn’t call on him either, despite the fact they were bankrolling the shipyard in geosynchronous orbit far above the planet. So who was it?

He sat at the chair in front of the unit, flicking the switch that would automatically authenticate the message as well as decode it for him. The lights blinked, verifying the encryption code, then blinked green for the okay. The sign “Read Message?” blinked from the screen, stating the obvious the Jedi thought. He touched another button and a figure popped up, the figure of someone he thought he might know….

“Master Turbogeek, I am Jedi Padawan Laim Jinn. I have been taken to the Death Star of Grand Admiral Thrawn and here are the co-ordinates. I have also got an access code I got from the mind of a Commander. Be quick”

The message ended. Turbogeek stared at the place the hologram had been and replayed the message, wondering if it was a joke. Who was this Liam Jinn? It clicked, this was a Padawan he had seen before he had left Dagobah. Rumour had it he was a former Imperial so if that was true, this message could be relied on? Not certain, he decided to make a call to someone

--

Beep Beep

“&*(*# off!!”

Beep Beep

A annoyed Jedi Boricua slammed the receive button on his comlink “What did I tell you? I said no interruptions!”

“Yeah right JB. Your probably smoking that wacky tobakky again. Now you want to speak to a bro of not?”

Boricua’s annoyance dissolved into pleasure. “Turbogeek! Hey Mon, How hangs it?”

“To the left. I need some help bro”

“Hey name it cool daddy”

“You know of a Liam Jinn?”

“Hey mon, he be cool! What you need t know?”

“Can he be trusted?”

“why hey mon, he be cool!:

“Good. What time is it at Dabobah?”

“Morning mon.”

“Okay, I have a message I want you to see. I’m downloading it now. It is local 3:00am here, but I am awake now. Play this to the Council. Okay?”

“Hey mon, what be so important?”

“Just look and get back to me. DT out”

Boricua saw his comlink blink as the message was downloaded. He walked over to a display unit. Punch up the stored message and watched as the message from Liam Jinn replyed. He looked in stunned amzement, then bolting for the door he yelled into the hallway.

“FIGRN! RMAIO! EVERYONE ! GET IN HERE ! “

--

Beep Beep.

The Jedi reacted with all the speed he could, answering the incoming call. The image of Jedi Master Rmaio formed and bowed.

“Jedi Master Turbogeek, I bid you greetings”

“Hello Rmaio. Did Boricua get the message to you all?”

“Yes he did”

“And?”

“Will you lead the mission?”

Turbogeek smiled, nodded. They conversed for a few minutes as Turbogeek gave Rmaio some instructions and also a list of people he wanted to join in the mission.

“Report here in two days Rmaio. The equipment we need will be ready. I want a Imperial standard shuttle here as well. No Problem?”

“No problem DT. The Republic is supporting this move to the fullest. And we will also have some allies you don’t expect”

“Oh?”

“20 million credits will buy a lot of help”

“I don’t want to know. As long as we have an escape path and big help, that will be fine to me.

“Okay DT, see you in two days. Rmaio out”

The Jedi Master stared at the place Rmaio’s image had been. He looked a the local time, 4:15 am. Nothing more he could do now, so he went back to bed, t be ready for the day coming.

--

“Lady Mara”

Zzzzz….

“LADY MARA!!!!”

>Whazz..<

The ex Sith Lord, now Jedi Padawan woke up, bumping her head gently on the wall. With a quiet “Ow”, she slumped back, opening her eyes. She saw it was light and there appeared to be a human at the entrance of her doorway. Her mind came to attention quickly as she reached out with the Force to see who it was. Ahhh, It was her Jedi Master, Turbogeek and he was poking his head through the dorrway that lead into the guest room of the mud hut the Jedi now lived in. she looked at Turbogeek with a lop sided smile.

“Hello Master. What are we going out for some exercise, or some training?”

“No Mara. We are going to prepare for some vistors coming in the next few days.”

“Oh? And what are they coming for? To hear your words of wisdom?”

“Turbogeek snorted. “Oh yeah as if. No, much better… we arre going to plan how to destroy a Death Star”

Mara face turned serious. “Your kidding me”

“No I’m not. A Jedi Padawan has gotten onboard and has supplied us with passcodes for a small shuttle and a possible weakness. Come on, up with you. We have a lot to do”

“Okay, okay! How about you let me get dressed?”

“Wha..? Oh sorry, of course. I’ll se you at the former Sith base”

She nodded and Turbogeek left. Getting up and stretching to loosen her muscles, she cast her eye over the clothes she had, deciding on a jumpsuit, mottled grey, basic but perfect for anything. She dressed quickly, then attaching her light sabre to her belt, she went outside. The rain on the hut caught her out, she ran out, going to a hoverbike that she had parked nearby. Cursing the freak of weather that always made the sky’s above the hut dark and rainy, Lady Mara kicked the bike into action, blasting off toward the Sith castle.

Much to her surprise, it really WAS raining on the island, so by the time she had gotten to the castle she was soaked. Luckily, it was a warm rain and there was no breeze, hence it was almost enjoyable. Still didn’t dampen her annoyance at not having any wet weather gear. Parking the hoverbike in a hangar, near a similar bike that was still dripping, she looked on the ground to see a set of wet foot prints and drips, signalling Turbogeek was similarly soaked. Well, at least it made finding him easy.

A few twists and turns and she found a door the drips went into. She tried to open the door, but it was locked. She knocked and a few seconds later, Turbogeek opened the door, dressed in dry clothes, but hair still wet.

“There might be something in there to get into. Get dry and see me in the control room”

She nodded.

--

The shuttle landed not far from the Sith Base, the rain beating at it’s sides, rivers of water pouring off it’s wings as it settled to the sodden ground. The two Jedi waiting to greet the shuttle waited as the gangplank opened and the occupants singularly ran out and into the overhang, ducking out of the rain. There was handshakes and smiles as the Jedi greeted their much admired comrade, even if he was not part of the official Jedi Order. The selected Jedi were joined by some New Rebpublic Special Forces officers, lead by Captain James. T. Tohmahawk. A middle aged lump of a man, reprted to be one of the best unarmed officers ever, a genius on special attacks and weapons. Turbogeek and Tohmahawk had a rivalry that went back a few years, each trying to outdo each other. It was also notable that Tohmahawk was a smart arse, with a quip or comeback for anything. Not one of his more endearing traits, but it did not deflect form his undoubted ability, there were even rumours he had defeated Sith, normally considered impossible for those without the Force as an ally

“Okay, who of you is hosting this party?” he asked as he marched to the overhang.

“I am, would you care to get a change of clothes?” relpied Turbogeek

“What, you think I’m going to rust or something?”

The Jedi rolled his eyes skyward. This was going to be a long mission.

--

“Okay, is that everything?”

“Lets see, armour, portable shields, Handheld E-Webs, detonators, slicing computer, tools, Hydrogen Peroxide….”

“Yer… wha…?”

“You’ll see Jedi”

Jedi Rebel X shook his head. “Somehow Tohmahawk, I doubt it”

The soldier grinned a positively evil smile and continued to pack.

--

“Okay, are we ready” asked Figrin D’An, attaching his sabre to the Stormtrooper armour he was now wearing.

“Yeap. Next stop Mryrr” said JK Leia Solo.

--

A hand carefully removed a sessile salamader like creature from a tree and just as carefully put it into a secret compartment in the back of the stormtrooper armour he carried.

“Finished?” asked Boricua

“Yes. They should survive long enough for us to return them here” said Tohmahawk.

--

The shuttle made it to the final jump point. The Jedi and the New Republic troops sat quietly, beginning to ancipitate the end point of this journey… the Death Star.

In the command @#%$pit, Figrin , Turbogeek, Tohmahawk and Boricua all sat over the controls of the shuttle.

“Final course set Turbogeek. We can jump when your ready” said Figrin

“We must be insane. Just us going to destroy a Death Star?” said Rmaio, coming into the @#%$pit.

“Oh, I’m glad you noticed Jedi. What do you expect, cheerleaders and a marching band?” snapped Tohmahawk

Turbogeek shook his head slowly. He wasn’t sure what would be first, they go to the Death star or they threw Tohmahawk out the airlock. By the look on Rmaio’s face, DT was betting on airlock. “Yeah, this might be insane, but they are not expecting us and we wont ever have a better opportunity. Got the code clearence Figrin?”

“Sure have DT”

“Tohmahawk, none of your wisecracks now… you know what to say when we arrive at the Death Star?”

“Sure do”

“Okay then…. May the Force be with Us”

Turbogeek gently drew back the Hyperspace drive levers, the motors on the shuttle began to glow as they built up power, the roar from them building up in volume, the stars became lines and with a bang and the flicker of psuedmotion, the craft leapt forward and thrust itself into hyperspace.

The stars turned into the slow, almost hypnotic blue swirl of Hyperspace.

“What’s our ETA DT?” asked Rmaio

“One hour. Okay, lets get to it. Tohmahawk, your troops take over here. Alert us when we have a minute to go before Reaspace” replied Turbogeek

There was some shuffling about as the normal soldiers, dressed as Imperial officers moved to crew the command area. A Yasalar and it’s nutrient frame was settled into the roof of the ship, safely out of sight but also making it impossible for any Force user to pick their minds. The Jedi moved to the cargo area, where more troops and the rest of the selected Jedi for the assault waited. Turbogeek saw that Lady Mara was already in her armour, with only her helmet not on. Turbogeek smiled at his Padawan.

“You ready?”

“As always Master”

“Everyone else?”

Nodded heads.

“Good. I want everything double checked. We have one hour and then we take out this Death Star.”

--

Above the planet, the huge battlestation orbited the planet. It’s support fleet was dwarfed by the stations huge size. No far from the station, a small Lambda class shuttle came out of light speed and with precision moved into one of the hold paths that was set up for incoming ships. The controllers on the Death Star noted the small ship and sent out a hailing message

“Shuttle, identify yourself, your mission and your personell”

On the controllers screen, a haughty and even arrogant looking middle aged man came on screen.

“I am Major T’hawk and this is the shuttle Elegance. I have scheduled troop rotation. We are transmitting our clearance code now.”

“This is where we find out if the code Laim got to us is valid” mumbled Figrin behind the closed door of the command area”

The occupants waited in quiet expectation as they waited for the reply.
--

On the Death Star, the officers watched as the shuttle’s clearance came through. They noted the shuttle’s mission was routine and scheduled. 40 troops and officers were on the craft and scans of it confirmed the number.

The officer nodded. “Clear them”

--

“Shuttle Elegance, your code is valid. Proceed to Docking bay as indicated on your screens. Death Star Command out”

There was a collected sigh of relief. “They bough it” said Boricua.

The shuttle continued to the indicated docking bak, folding it’s wings up as it moved to land. Troops marched by as the shuttle settled to the ground and began to drop it’s loading ramp. The hiss of landing gasses sounded out as 8 officers, dressed in Imperial uniform came out, and 32 troopers, dressed in full Stormtoorper aromour emerged. They marched in perfect military formation, with several troopers pushing equipment boxes. They continued to march, going further and further into the maze of walkways, looking for all the galaxy like a normal squad. Moving through the turbolifts to speed their journey, they shortly arrived at a muster room, at this point in time.

Major T‘hawk, in reality Captain James T. Tohmahawk looked around the room, nodded to two of the troops. They immediately moved away with two large boxes, on their own mission.

One of the stormtroopers remaining, her voice identifying herself as JK Leio Solo spoke up. “Where are those two going?” she asked.

“In case we fail. They are doing something independent of us” said Tohmahwak “In about two miutes they will have changed everything about themselves, so that even we cant tell who they are. I don’t even really know what they plan, thou I do know they are not intending to live…they are seeking revenge for losing loved ones”

Turbogeek, face hidden by his helmet closed his eyes. He had sensed the fanatical hate in those two a day ago, now he knew why. Godspeed to you both he prayed

“Okay ladies, gentlemen. You know you parts, now we are close to the superlaser, I expect us to go in and then get out. The other two are giving us 30 minutes to be at the shuttle before they pull whatever trick they have, so lets go!”

There was a general clatter as all prestense was dropped as now there was no need for secrecy. Shields hummed to life and guns were loaded, switched to kill. The Yalsalar they had would stop them being tracked by the Force, it would hinder the a bit, but it was necessary for the moment.

“Okay Jedi… lets GO!!’

The group ran for the Superlaser control base.

--

[Captain Tohmahawk]

OOC Sig off please


Racing for the Superlaser, The Captain mowes down a guard station as the Jedi follow him, shoot ing at anything that moves. Planting the odd bomb behind them to cause more chaos, explosions start to ring.

The reply fire, bounced off the persnal shields and the defenders, unprepred for this are cleaned up.

CT : SUPERLASER POWER GRID! GO!

[Darth Turbogeek]

:: DT busts a door down, to get into the local computer room they had found on a plan Liam had sent them. Straight aaway, DT pulls out his computer slicing tools, hoping he can get in without too much effort.

The Codebreaker begins it's dance::

[JediBoricua]

:: As DT gets busy on the slicing JB searchs for his specific target...the shields. Analyzing the plans on his datapad JB chose his quickest access way, he ordered Jedi Rebel to follow him. Undectetable throught the force he was, but not to the sensors. He left the computer room and threw a smoke bomb on the hall next to it. He sprinted down the hall, his body feeling sluggish without the force. All troopers on the hall fired away without accuracy, wild shots hit the walls and ceiling as the two jedi ran ::

OK Rebel you take a left here and I'll take the right. Go to the superlaser room, I'll take care of the shields.

[Master Yoghurt]

As the Jedi race through the corridors, they hear a voice in the Force..

~~May the Force be with you~~

[Jedi Rebel X]

::Rebel makes his way to the superlaser area. He meets a couple troopers and takes out his blaster. He dodges a couple shots and shoots the troopers in their mids on stun. He finally makes it to the superlaser room and shoots a couple more troopers. He pulls out some of the bombs and starts planting them in key locations::

[Darth Turbogeek]

:; the code breaker beeps

ACCESS ALLOWD

Oh good

DT starts to tap away::

[Captain Tohmahawk]

As a bomb goes off, the Captain ducks and in a special comms unit he has, he gives out three beeps.

"Man, I hope they come through" he whisphers

[General Scorpion]

*A small triple beep blares over the comlink system on the bridge of the Huntress Star Destroyer Scythe. General Scorpion, standing on a catwalk, overlooking a large, circular holo-projector meant for battle tactics, looks up at his officers.

"Alright men, get to your stations."

Set to pounce with a second's notice, the entire Unknown Regions Sith Fleet leaps into hyperspace.

***

Several minutes later, and not that far away, the Huntress Star Destroyer Scythe exits hyperspace, surrounded by other super heavy ships. Barely a second later dozens and dozens of Star Destroyers appear around them, followed by frigates, cruisers, corvettes, and other ships. Six brand new Paladin Cruisers (http://www.geocities.com/lordjyanis/palcc.html) jump out around the Death Star, about 20 klicks away on all sides, preventing any reinforcements from exiting hyperspace near the battle, therefore allowing the URSF ships to fight easier.*

[Darth Grendel]

DT continues hard at work on the computer, when he senses a darkness. A ripple in the Force. A darkness he has senses before!

DT lets go of his tools and quickly draws out Athona, activating the shimmering plasma energy blade as what looked like a ghost entered the room, passing straight through the walls! But it wasn't a ghost. DT recognized him IMMEDIATELY as the one who had destroyed Athona originally.

Darth Grendel.

Grendel looked at DT, utterly surprised to see him there, and drew out his fork-staff Soulreaver as he became substantial once more.

"What are you doing here, Turbogeek?"

I could ask the same of you, Sith scum!" DT retorted.

Grendel passed his eyes warily from DT to the computer console in front of him.

"I take it you're not here for the benefit of TIE."

DT looked at Grendel, puzzled. Grendel was wearing a backpack with an obviously heavy load within as well as various equipment. Breathing apparatuses, gas balls, and other items.

"And I take it you're not here for the benefit of TIE, either."

"No, I'm not. Thrawn threatened to attack The Sith Empire, so I'm here to eliminate the Death Star, his most powerful weapon. You?"

"I'm also here to eliminate the Death Star."

Grendel's brow knitted in confusion, as a thought occured to him which sickened him to the pit of his stomach.

"I never thought I would ever say such a thing, Turbogeek, but may I suggest..."

"... an alliance?" DT shot back.

"Yes. We have no choice. We could either fight each other and fail in our mission. Or we could ally and increase our chances at destroying the Death Star."

"And afterwards?"

...

"No promises, Turbogeek."

DT looked at Grendel for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, he deactivated Athona and held out his hand, which Grendel took in a warrior's handshake.

"No promises, then. But for now, Sith, we are allies."

[Jedi Rebel X]

::Rebel finishes planting bombs and runs out to his second location. Rebel cuts open the wall with his ls and places charges all around the inside power lines. He cuts open some more walls and places more charges on the power lines. He finishes doing that and goes to meet back up with Jedi Boricua::

[Darth Turbogeek]

::

DT : Okay, I need this comppter down. I have two fleets coming and I dont want this superlaser working when they turn up.

DT also Reaches out in the Force (He took out his Yalsalar not long ago, and reaches out for Laim Jinn, who is somehwere on this station.

DT ~ Liam! Follow my sense and get here fast!~

::

[General Crix Madine]

At the bridge of the flagship MC-90 cruiser Hope, General Crix Madine looked out of the viewscreen. Hundreds of fighters assembled and formed into groups of Delta attack patterns. A white flash and a roar of engines followed as the fleet went into hyperspace..

The stars became blurred and stretched into white lines wizzing by, as the Cruiser jumped into the unknown. This would be a day long remembered. It was time for battle.. time for war.

[Darth Turbogeek]

::

DT : COME ON!!! THE FLEET WILL BE HERE ANY SECOND!! GET THIS LASER DOWN!!!

::

[Firebird1]

*Firebird1's ship "The Falling Star" enters the landing bay of the Death Star after defeating a suprizingly small number of Thawn's TIE fighters.*

Firebird1: Status K9, what is going on here!!!
K9: Current reports are small in number. General Scorpion is moblizing his fleet. Several members of the GJO are here and Darth Grendal is here.
Firebird1: All right, get the ship secured and I'll see if I can meet up with Darth Grendal.

[GuardPiett]

*Pietts fleet exits hyperspace and takes position. . Piett orders all superlasers, turbolasers, lasers, and ion cannons warmed up. . . *

[Captain Tohmahawk]

CT : TURBOGEEK!! we have some gatecrashers wanting to help out!

DT : Let them. we need all the help we can get

CT : Party time

Tohmahawk plants the last charge and get out of the room he was in.

[JediBoricua]

:: JB's puts his night vision goggles on and locates the returning Rebel, he shoots down two more troopers and meets Rebel ::

"Any bombs left"

"Plenty sir"

"Good"

:: They both dash down the hall and enter the shield generator room ::

[General Scorpion]

*Cupping themselves around the front of the Death Star, the URSF's ships launch all fighters, ranging from TIE Daggers and TIE Advanced to the dreaded TIE Defenders and O-wings. They lock in furious dogfights with the Death Star's starfighters, exchanging vicious blows.

Meanwhile, the URSF's fleet is fighting back escort ships.*

[Master Yoghurt]

The New Republic fleet jumped out of hyperspace with a roar..

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The battle alarms screamed through the halls of the Battlecruiser. Echoing at every battlestation.. troops run to their positions.

"All posts. Red alert."

X-wings extends S-foils into attack position. The Head Up Displays flashes like a shortcircuited christmas tree as the enemy targets pops up on screen like red dots, bleeping a warning sound.

"All wings. Lock and load. Fire at will"

[Darth Turbogeek]

:: Jedi! Blow the power lines!::

DT looks at Grendell.

DT : well? Cause some damage!

[A Nameless New Republic Tech]

With his friend, the two techs run down a corridor, carrying their loads. The explosions echo down the corridor as they get clear, destination unknown to everyone...

[Jedi Rebel X]

::Rebel and Jedi Boricua plant a bunch of bombs on around the shield generator and make their way out. Rebel detonates some of the charges he placed around the power lines earlier and then they make their way to where DT is::

[Firebird1]

* An Imperial Guard looks at his commander, waiting for orders.*
Sir a ship that appears to be an Imperial Shuttle has just landed in the landing bay.
CO: Don't just stand there, get out there and see whats inside.
*The Storm Trooper quickly assembles the few guards he has with him, and runs out to the hanger bay. He is startled to see what appears to be a Droid TIE staring at him(OOC these were "built" before I knew about shipbuilding times, research times, ect.) The guard is even more suprized to see the small ship open fire on him, killing one of his men. Meanwhile Firebird1 and K9 head over to a network access jack.*
Firebird1: K9, access the main computer and get as much info as you can. The Drones will provide you cover, then get back to the ship and get ready to take off.
K9: Understood.

[Darth Turbogeek]

:: explosion rocks the base..

DT at the computer sees a flashed up message...

DT : superlaser down! Commence attack!

[Darth Grendel]

"Make sure to tell your Jedi not to attack me! I've got a present I need to leave for Thrawn in the Death Star's power core!"

Grendel tapped his backpack as he rushed out of the computer room and made his way towards the core. Along the way he would periodically plant smaller explosives against the walls.

"Thermite at night. Bad guys delight!" :evil:

[Liam Jinn]

::Liam who is walking casually through the confused troops and officers feels a ripple in the force beckoning him to a voice or the source. He follows the the path to the voice and reaches a room with a jedi master and a sith. Liam calmly waits there at the entrance of the doorway::

So anyone up to havin a little fun?

[Darth Turbogeek]

:: Hails the unexpected allies that hacve tuned up

DT : whoever you are, you can help by getting a fast ship ready. I was meaning to steal one... can you help?::

[General Scorpion]

*The Nebulon-B2 Frigates keep to a tight formation, then split off a second before an Imperial squadron is launched, opening fire on the docking bay. The explosion shoots out, engulfing the ill-fated starfighters.*

[Darth Grendel]

Grendel rushed down the corridor, and heard the sound of Stormtroopers rushing down the corridor behind him, chasing him.

"Hehehe." Grendel chuckled as he pulled out a detonator and set off the explosives he had previously set. A fireball burst down the hallway, engulfing the Stormtroopers, as Grendel jumped into the lift tube, barely escaping incineration!

Setting the lift to take him down to the Engineering section, Grendel anxiously anticipated the destruction which he would wreak on Thrawn!

[Firebird1]

*DT recives a message.*
I'd usually leave you Jedi here, but in this case get your people and get to my ship now!!!!
*Firebird1 turns to K9.*
How much longer!!!
K9: Not much longer................Main Computer Copy and Erase is complete.
Firebird1: Get the ship ready for take off.

[Jedi Rebel X]

::The Jedi start to make their way to Firebird's ship. They meet some stormtrooper resistance and Rebel ignites both his sabers. Rebel deflects some laser bolts back at the troopers and slices a couple droids giving them trouble as Liam does the same::

[General Crix Madine]

The Interstellar Imperial TIE's swarms all over the place as the NR X-wing fighter pilots heroically..

Red 3: There's too many of them!

Red Leader: Accelerate to attack speed! Draw their fire away from the cruisers.

Red1: Target is locked, firing laser!

Red2: Watch yourself, Red 1! Three from above!

Red Leader: Red Three, Red One, pull in!

Red2: Got it!

Red3: Three of them coming in, twenty degrees!

Red Leader: Cut to the left! I'll take the leader! They're heading for that Nebulon B frigate.

[Darth Ogre]

:: Ogre speaks to Firebird from the crew compartment ::

Going to have some Jedi passengers are we?

:: He checks his blasters at his sides and his saber on his hip ::

[Jedi Stone]

~ The Jedi Spirit goes ahead, causing confusion in the minds of guards as he protects the techs, making their way to their destination ~

[Jedi Rebel X]

::The group still makes it's way to Firebird and Rebel slashes a couple more droids and jump kicks a trooper into a wall::

[Darth Grendel]

Grendel watched the counter as is counted down to zero. The level on which the power core was located. Grendel, though seemingly at peace, was seething within. Thrawn! That piece of filth had threatened to attack The Sith Empire! Now he would PAY! Soon he would destroy Thrawn's precious Death Star! Thrawn! The vengeance of TSE is at hand!

The counter at last reached zero and Grendel stepped out...





...and stood face to face with over 100 Stormtroopers!

SGT: Throw your weapons down and put your hands up! That's an order!

Grendel was INFURIATED! He would not be stopped! Not now! Looking beyond the Stormtroopers he saw his target. The power core! He knew then that he would NOT be stopped! Charging the twin-blades of Soulreaver, Grendel let out a bloodcurdling scream as he charged!

YEEEAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!

[General Crix Madine]

::The MC-80 Blizzard, Dauntless Cruiser Tornado, CC-9600 Frigate Thunder fires their ion cannons at ship sensors of an Interstellar Imperial SD, leading it away from its blocking position to docking bays at the west end of the Death Star. Opening a path for escape. An isolated TIE wing patrolling the surface of the DS is shot into oblivion by the skillfull pilots of the Rogue Squadron..::

[Firebird1]

*Firebird1 uses his Lightsaber to fend off the Imperial troops who stupidly chose to attack him, killing many of them. And the felling of anger fell on him, and he was happy.*
Firebird1: Where are they!!!!! I'll kill them if they are late!!!!
K9: <through encripted comm> Shouldn't you be on the ship?
Firebird1: Just get it ready!!!

[Darth Ogre]

:: OPens the hatch of Firebird's ship and begins firing on the troopers beginning to swarm the room. He opens a comm to Firebird ::

We had best get out of here soon. There are far too many of these troopers for us to handle.

:: a laserblast hits a ramp strut and send sparks flying through the air, right beside the green sith, as he ducks and returns fire ::

[Darth Grendel]

Grendel, battered and bloody, walked over the corpses of fallen Stormtroopers as he headed towards the power core. His left arm limp and useless, he carried Soulreaver and his right arm.

At last before the power core, he buried the blades of Soulreaver into the floor and reached for his pack, laying it onto the console, and pulling out the bomb. Grendel began the activation sequence, but cursed the Heavens themselves as he realized that he couldn't activate it with only one hand!

Frustrated, he picked up Soulreaver and began to smash equipment and consoles, destroying them utterly!

"DENIED! I ... WILL ... NOT ... BE ... DENIED!!!"

Grendel fell across a console, defeated and dejected. There was nothing he could do. Thrawn won this round, and the thought made Grendel sick to his stomach.

"Is...is there something wrong?"

Grendel looked up to the meek voice, and saw a New Republic tech slowly crawling out of her hiding place.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"I ... I was supposed to sabotage the power core. But... I didn't ... I didn't want to DIE! So I got scared and didn't go through with it! My name is..."

"Never mind that, now! I need your help!"

"But...you're a Sith!"

"And I'm your ONLY hope for survival! Will you help me?"

Grendel reached out with his only good hand. The Tech, trembling in terror, reached out and slowly took it.

"I...I will!"

[Darth Turbogeek]

DT to everyone

Get out! The laser is down and there is a BIG surrpise coming up....

Using the hacked computer, DT makes sure the required systems are down, steps back and blows the terminal to pieces

OKay, now i get out of here too

[Master Yoghurt]

Meanwhile..

*At the Superlaser control room.. three officers prepares to power up the Superlaser..*

::Suddenly, there was a slight movement in the Force..::

Commander: "I dont feel so well.." (a funny look in his eyes)

*The commanding officer, dizzy as he is stumbles to reach for a glass of water.. the young lieutenants seated at their controls, look worried at each other.. what was up with their commander?*

Commander: I need to be alone for a while.. leave your posts.

"But sir!"

[General Scorpion]

*Hearing the signal, the URSF breaks formation and turns, moving safely away, but still close enough to provide cover fire.*

[Sniper Tondry]

Time to lay...

*The sniper watches the attack play out.*

... low.

*Tondry shakes his head and clasps a hand to his brow.*

What the hell? Why do I always get the short end of the screwjob? But... maybe I could make some money off this.

*The freighter sends a message out.*

Anyone who needs a lift off that thing, give me a holler and I'll help... for a price.

[Darth Turbogeek]

:: Dt signals on a private band::

All yours now... fifteen minutes and do what you came to do

Tech : Yes Sir. My wife will be revenged

DT : May The force Be With You

Tech : And you too Sir

[Darth Grendel]

The New Republic Tech worked feverishly as Grendel snapped directions to her on the activation sequence. Berating her every time she made an error in the activation sequence and they had to begin again. The Tech was drenched in sweat as Grendel hovered over her, barking directions. EVERYTHING about the situation terrifying her! She found no consolement in the icy stare of the Sith who stood before her.

"The left wire goes in the #3 hole, not the #2! You flip the 5th switch and THEN align the power coupling!"

And so it went, until finally, almost impossibly, the Tech completed her work! A flush of pride overcame her at the accomplishment! A pride that soon faded once she felt Grendel shove her out of the way. Grendel activated his communicator, sending out a signal to DT.

"Turbogeek, I have set the explosives in the core. You have 10 minutes to flee before it detonates. Spread the word. Grendel out."

Grendel pushed several buttons on the bomb, and a countdown began on the screen. 9:59...9:58...9:57...

The Tech looked at Grendel hopefully as he pulled out his respiration equipment, putting it over his head.

"So... will you save me now?", she asked hopefully.

"No. There's only enough oxygen in this tank for one person, and that person will be me!"

Tears began to gush from the Techs eyes, as she fell to the ground, clutching at Grendel's leg.

"Please oh please! I don't want to die! Please you have to help me! Please, don't leave me to die here!"

Grendel kicked her off, and looked down at her in disgust.

"The only life here that matters is mine. You're nothing. In the grand scheme of things, you will not be missed!"

The Tech looked up at Grendel, and then fell on the floor in a foetal position, crying her eyes out as she fell into total despair as she realized the fate she would meet. Grendel looked down at her in disgust as he awaited the countdown. But disgust wasn't the only emotion he felt. Somewhere, deep down in the recesses of his heart, he felt pity.

[A Nameless New Republic Tech]

He sees the other two in the distance, but he doesnt care. He has detirmined this will be his final shot at the Empire, for killing his family.

He unpacks the gas containers, filled with Hydrogen Peroxide. He set the detonators and the Concussion missiles, aims them at the core. He sets up the Peroxide bottles, begins to allow the peroxide to leak out.

Now it will be time to wait....

9 minutes.....

[Firebird1]

*Firebird1 hears the transmission.*
10:00....hurry up!!!

[Jedi Rebel X]

::Jedi Boricua and Rebel went ahead of the group and finally make it to where Firebird's ship is but it's blocked by some troopers. The troopers fire and the jedi deflect the shots back at them. Rebel pulls out his blaster and shoots some more. Boricua and Rebel jump into the ship as some troopers shoot at them. Rebel points his blaster back out and shoots them down. Dangit, where are the rest of the guys::

[General Scorpion]

*According to open sensor readings, the Scythe gets a good idea about where the Jedi will be taking off from. All ships form a wall on both sides of the bay, blocking enemy ships.*

[Captain Tohmahawk]

Oh crap....

The Captian get out of Turbolift and runs for the waiting Firebird1's ship..

"Get ready to go! we have 8 minutes!!!"

[Firebird1]

*Firebird1 sees the oncomming techs and heads to his ship's c*ckpit. He leaves the rest of the Troops to his Drones and ship blaster cannon.*
K9: The Ship is ready...
Firebird1: Excelent.

[General Crix Madine]

Watch out for those Nebulon Star Destroyers. They got have some serious Gravity Well projectors. Flank them from the left with fighters and from the right with the Star Cruisers in sector 54. That will set them at them of position..

SMC150 "Home One", MC-90 hope, MC-80 Blizzard II, fire their turbolasers at the starboard shields of the enourmos NSD. The bridge officers of the NSD transfer shield energy to the starboard section. Suddenly, the Nebulon G Tsunami and the MC-100 "Liberty" approach from the back firing all ion cannons at the engines.. there is an engine failure and the huge ship starts moving out of position, making an opening for the escaping ships inside the DS.

[Darth Ogre]

:: Ogre snarls as the Jedi begin to enter the crew compartment of the ship. He turns away disgusted and walks through the door that leads to the c0ockpit, closing the door behind him, leaving the Jedi in the crew compartment ::

Lets get out of here quick, this place is going to blow.

:: he speaks to K9 and Firebird ::

[Darth Turbogeek]

Oh oh.....

5 minute warning beeps in his ear

Oh crap....

Firebird1, I cant make it. Get out.


Dt thinks hard... he sees he is near a hangar ba and with a moving attack, blasts his way through a group of troops to a TIE Advanced

Okay.. This will have to do...

3 minutes

[Darth Grendel]

The female Tech looks up as she hears the clatted of metal on the floor before her.

"Put it on. Quickly!"

The Tech looks at the breather before her, and looks up at Grendel, stunned.

"But ... what're you..."

"I'm saving your life! Now put it on and fast!"

The Tech wasting no time, put the breather over her face and the air canister on her back. Grendel then grabbed her and held her closely with his good arm.

They both looked at the counter on the bomb as it continued to count down, and Grendel concentrated. He concentrated on his hatred for Thrawn, and how he would FINALLY make that scum suffer! That hatred fed him, it nourished him, and with the power that it gave him, Grendel reached out to the Dark Side!

He and the Tech suddenly began turning insubstantial! Ethereal! The Tech was frightened, but Grendel held her tightly.

"Do not be afraid. You will live."

The Tech, surprisingly calmed by those words, looked back at the bomb, and so did Grendel. They watched as it counted down the final seconds.

0:05...
0:04...
0:03...
0:02...
0:01...

[Firebird1]

We're gone!!!
*Firebird1 engages his ship's engines, and "The Falling Star" takes off.*

[Darth Turbogeek]

The motors fail start up.

Oh geez.... 30 seconds...

[Darth Ogre]

:: wlks into the c0cokpit and sits in the seat next to Firebird after having secured the hatch that lead to the crew compartment ::

Looks like we got two of the Jedi hitchers back there. Rebel and JB, and Captian Tommohawk.

[Master Yoghurt]

Inside Superlaser Control room..

The commander looks confused into the air for a few seconds, then runs toward a monitor..

What the..

They disabled the superlaser.. and they are going to.. no! It is too late! Red alert.. evacuation signal!

::A Jedi spirit moved out of the room.. it was time::

[Darth Turbogeek]

START!!!!

15 seconds... the motors whine up and DT crosses everything, throwing full power to the TIE, hoping he is not too late

Oh hell.... DT sees Liam desperatly running to the TIE!!

10 seconds

[Jedi Rebel X]

::Rebel puts his blaster and ls away and talks to JB through his mind. *Those sith better not try something*::

[Firebird1]

In that case....
*Firebird1 pushes a button on his console, and suddenly the ship turns back toward the DS. As it does this the entire c*ckpit blasts off from the ship, moving away from the NR fleet, headed toward General Scorpion's direction. "The Falling Star's" engines fire heading the ship into the DS. Firebird1 then pushes a button, activating that ships selfdestroct(sp), set to go off in 1 min.*

[Sniper Tondry]

*With Tondry at the helm, his freighter moves through debris picking up escape pods and stranded pilots with a swiftly flashing tractor beam. His freighter also covers several escaping ships from various TIE fighters, providing suppression fire.*

Y'know, this rescue thing isn't too bad.

[A Nameless New Republic Tech]

The tech smiles as he allows the Peroxide fully out.

A explosion rocks the core...

3
2
1

Gone....

The Peroxide is lit and the gasses turn it into a Fuel Air Bomb

The Concussion missles fire at the core....

The detonators from Grendell and the tech go off...

A flare of flame envelops the core, melting it's shielding, blowing safety systems to pieces...

The Core melts down...

The energy has nowhere else to go.... A massive explosion rocks the core, blowing it to pieces....

The Death Star shakes.....

[Liam Jinn]

::liam runs to DT's TIE and jumps in just before he takes off::

Liam: i had some business to take care of but of course we rush this thing....::he sees something strange ahead::

[Jedi Rebel X]

::Rebel and JB hear the jetison. Dangit! I knew we couldn't trust them. JB get your gear on, we can survive with our suits in space. The two jedi put on their gear and open the compartments hatch, immediately getting sucked into space. Someone pick us up here::

[General Crix Madine]

While the larger enemy capital ships are drawn away, the Corellian Corvette Cyclone I and Corellian Corvette Cyclone II manages to create a small but sufficent corridor for the escaping ships..

[Darth Ogre]

:: the self destruct system in the remaindeer of the Falling star finishes its countdown and the ship explodes directly in fron of the bay it had left from ::

<font color=red size=4>BOOM!!!</font>

[Sniper Tondry]

*Tondry's ship catches a ship spiralling out of control and he flicks on the comm.*

Need a lift?

*The pilot inside replies with a 'yes.'*

EDIT: changed 'the' ship to 'a' ship and added the last two lines.

[Jedi Rebel X]

::Rebel and JB see the explosion of the compartment as they float endlessly in space waiting for a pickup. We'll get you back sith::

[General Crix Madine]

::The Corellian Corvette Cyclone 2 tractors JB and Rebel onboard..::

[Darth Turbogeek]

DT belts the drives as Liam tumbles in and the TIE rockets off.... flames on it's butt as it rokcets out....

[Captain Tohmahawk]

@#%$. Left behind...
WHOA!!!

DT's TIe grabs Tohmahawk, who is using a enviromental suit by tractor beam

Ohh pretty lights....

The Death Star dies in flames

[Darth Turbogeek]

The death Star detonates as DT , Laim and Tohmahawk blast clear. They slow down after the get out of blast radius and then get inot a NR cruiser

DT : Okay everyone. we got what we wanted, now lets go home!

The Cruiser rockets away into Hyperspace

[General Scorpion]

*A series of explosions roar behind the fleet as they move away, trying to get outside the gravity well projector range, and not to mention away from the exploding Death Star. The Serpents leave with the Gamma and Iota Attack Squadrons. Sigma Fleet's gone. Then Omicron and Beta. Delta Fleet moves up.

Trailing behind the rest of the ships, the Scythe's crew tries desperately to get away from the explosions. Large chunks of debris bang against the shields, fire swarms around the ship.

Scorpion stands on the bridge, yelling orders. Suddenly, the Force warns him of something and he spins around.

An officer yells, "Look out!" Scorpion faces the rear bridge viewport. The last thing he sees is a gigantic chunk of metal breaking through the weakened shields in the bridge. The force of the blow throws him off the catwalk into a control console. All he sees is fire, and then darkness......

***

With the main bridge on fire and presumed destroyed, the secondary bridge comes to life. Orders are shouted and the gigantic ship leaps into hyperspace.*

[Sniper Tondry]

*And shockwaves of energy shoot out from the Death Star.*

Mother of Gurn...

*Tondry shakes his head.*

All the credits that went into that thing wasted. What a shame. Well, let's check and see who I managed to pick up.

[Darth Turbogeek]

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[Firebird1]

:evil:
*As soon as Sniper Tondry opens the door to leave his location, he finds a Sith staring him down.*
Firebird1: Sinper Tondry, how would you like to save yourlife.

[Darth Grendel]

The world explos around them as Grendel holds on tightly to the Tech. The flames and shrapnel of the exploding Death Star passing through them harmlessly. Then for a brief moment everything is still. But only for a brief moment.

Without the atmostphere of the Death Star, Grendel finds himself unable to breathe! No longer able to concentrate, both he and the Tech revert back to their corporeal forms, floating out in space amongst the wreckage. The Tech watches as Grendel grasps his throat, unable to breathe!

The Tech then hears a voice inside her head. The voice of Grendel.

"The transponer! It's in my belt! Take it and activate it! Hurry! I won't survive for much longer..."

The Tech, tremblig, reached into one of the pouches of Grendels belt and pulled out a transponder. Pushing a button on the top, she activated it, causing a red light on it to blink. Aboard the Falling Star, Firebird saw a similar red light blinking on his control console. Knowing what he had to do, he flew his ship into the remains of the Death Star to look for Grendel!

>>>OOC: Looks like you just turned my word to crap, Firebird. I swore to DT that we were allies! Oh well. :( That was still funny as hell, though! No denying it! :lol: Still don't think you should've done it. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/images/emoticons/ohwell.gif ALT=":\"> <<<

[Sniper Tondry]

*Tondry rolls his eyes.*

It figures that Force users would be involved. I always get the short end of the screwjob!

*Tondry slams his fist into the wall.*

Whaddya want? And does it involve me getting credits?

[Gav Mortis]

OOC: Damn you DT!

I'm gone for an hour or so and you do this???

Now I have to read through some 60 something posts!!!!

I think your first post could have been bigger though!!! :lol:

[General Crix Madine]

Fighters cover the Cruisers and Frigates as they maneuver out of Gravity well range..

[Firebird1]

I was hoping you would say that.....
*Sniper's frigate takes off for parts unknown.*
OOC: I'll talk to you about it at HQ.

[Sniper Tondry]

(ooc) And where, exactly, is HQ?

[Firebird1]

OOC: Not you, Darth Grendal is the one I want to talk too.

[Darth Turbogeek]

Everyone... well done... lets go home

In the hanger of the cruiser

DT : Thank you Liam... without you, this would not have been possible. Well done Jedi Padawan....

No... Kneel Liam. I hereby promote you to Jedi Knight.

Stand Liam. And well done fellow Knight. May The Force Be With You

[Firebird1]

Credits roll!!

[General Crix Madine]

::The fighters fire all their weapons at TIE capital ships as the light star ships gain some distance..::

"We are ready to jump to hyperspace!"

"Let the Fighters outrun the larger ships.. now, jump to Lightspeed!"

::With a bright flash, the New Republic Fleet disappeared just as fast as it appeared. Large chunks of metal debris could be seen floating in space. Mission accomplished::

[Gav Mortis]

OOC: You've done it???

Damn, I missed it all, well I gotta say...

CONGRATULATIONS!!!!

I can't believe it, this is gonna make one good read, great work all who were involved...kewl!

[Sniper Tondry]

(ooc) I gotcha. Are we going to continue this little thread now? Or have you posted all you want?

[Darth Turbogeek]

Credits -

This has been a Turbogeek Production, starring Liam Jinn as our hero.

Ohhhh boy

[Darth Turbogeek]

And that as they say is that

All finished now.

[Liam Jinn]

::Liam bows::

[GuardPiett]

* Piett grins at the floating ruins of the DS, and jumps into hyperspace.*

[Firebird1]

*Sniper Tondry's ship picks up Darth Grendal and the person he is with.*

[Grand Adm Thrawn]

(OOC you people make a good story but if this were RPG several things are not posable and there for god mode


first off at coruscant TGE attacked the DS and the DS would not be droping shields for any shuttles

and anothers get on the Ds far to easy as if the shields and super defence grid didnt exist

Liam transmiting to the jedi.. not very likely with all the scanning tech on the Ds but i'll let that go by

all of your ships that showed up and boarded the DS would of been destroyed

you guys didnt even wait for one imperial to reply to this thread and there for totaly void



you people got pissed because of all that @#%$ with LW this thread isnt RPG its a one sided story...

and say crap about past threads because nothing like this has ever been done to TSE GJO RSO or TSO..

you people make rpg look like @#%$ if ou try to push for this to stick)

[Firebird1]

100% OOC: Thrawn, it's over, your DS is gone, you had and person not bother to reply to the thread. And then you had DarthPoron(sp) create an aftermath thread calling out Lymm(sp). You had people here, they just didn't reply, so it's your problem your people didn't post.

[Dark Side Adept 327]

OOC
firebird:
is that a picture of Stryfe from Uncanny X-Men #292 (or around 292)? I believe it is. I recognized it because I used to collect hundreds of X-Men comics back when I was younger.

[DarkLord Darth Vader]

*Vader closed his eye and focues the force bringing the pieces of the Ds backtogether then seals then with the force*

there all better :p

in later refernce if you want to keep it gone wait for someone to reply

[Dark Side Adept 327]

Thank god. Finally, sanity and compassion has been restored to this board.

*Hugs the Death Star*

"Ooh, I missed you!"

*Sheds a tear*

"Welcome back!"

[Darth Grendel]

>>>OOC: Stop crying already, Thrawn. Your Death Star's gone and that's that. It MIGHT still be here if your people that had been on had actually DONE something! But they DIDN"T! So forget about it. As far as everyone on this board is concerned, there's a giant pile of rubble in orbit over Coruscant where a Death Star used to be.

And just for the record, the Dark Axis has been planning for a while to take out your Death Star, too. Just never finallized those plans. But when the Jedi attacked we took advantage.<<<

[Grand Adm Thrawn]

okay good now that we got the DS back lets go hunt down those people that are not online yet and kill em before they read this thread


ADEPT TAKE THE 3rd fleet and kill all the jedi that ran!

VADER take the 2nd fleet and kill scorpions fleet!

me im takeing the DS to all jedi planets and blowing them up before they know were attacking!

MOVE OUT!

[Deacon Pompadour Ho Broker]

*Deacon jumps out of hyper space in his ASD behind the ship grenel is on and opens fire while chargeing his mini super laser*

[Deacon Pompadour Ho Broker]

*fires his fully charges laser blowing up his enemys ship and watches body parts floating in space*

[Grand Adm Thrawn]

OOC: grendel your dead now just accept it!


IC: Thrawn drops out of hyper space close to the sith empire new world and charges the super laser

[Grand Adm Thrawn]

Thrawn opens fire killing all the sith that were at the sith empire hq

[Dark Side Adept 327]

We don't want to sink to their level. Since we still have a Death Star, perhaps we should plan an attack on their bases in detail. We must gather our fleets in preparation for a strike.

And when we attack, we'll make sure that the enemy has time to reply and that they actually do reply, unlike some people that I know.

What say you to this plan, My lord?

[Grand Adm Thrawn]

Good plan.. the attack on TSE thread is almost ready and i dought that they will prove much of a challange after seeing this rpging..

[Firebird1]

Great now he has a God complex!!!!

If your going to argue about the rules, your not going to like what I do next...



EDIT: I'll do this for right now...

*Firebird1 concentrates on the peices of the DS as they are being put back together, changing the design to the 1st DS Prototype...*

[Dark Side Adept 327]

hahaha very funny.

[Tony Tha Tiger]

jumps out of the shadows behind Firebird wearing a ysalamiri and blocks the force

[Dark Side Adept 327]

LOL Tony! :) :)

[Grand Adm Thrawn]

you see how hard it is to do something when the imperials are replying?

i picked the name thrawn for a reaon because he can see how to win at anything

you know that if you waited for the imperials to reply you would of lost.. the imperials have yet to lose a battle


you know you cant win so you all just attack and then destroy before we could even reply

one of the board admins have agreed this is a BS thread

this is not rpg it is just a good story


you will get a REAL rpg as soon as i finish writeing the intro to the attack on TSE thread

and i expect you all to follow the rules that will be stated in that RPG as they are allways stated in my RPGs that you are only allowed 3 posts a day per character enless the enemy is replying as soon as you post only then can you kep posting not this 100 posts your dead not my fault you werent here BS

[Firebird1]

Too late...
*Beats the crap out of the cardboard Tiger, kills his pet.*
Too bad that was your leader DSA!!

[Tony Tha Tiger]

glues himself back together and CLAWS fiebird!!!

[Dark Side Adept 327]

Okay now this is all just getting a bit odd....

[Grand Adm Thrawn]

indeed

[Firebird1]

*kills Tony the Tiger by feedeing him to Snap,Crakle,and Pop for lunch.*

I can play God mode too, you would not like that.
*leaves thread, but says one last thing.*

Yes, Thrawn was a name once that commended respect, but that time has passed....

[Dark Side Adept 327]

that was mean. I still think that the name "Thrawn" commands respect. I mean, Thrawn was a tactical genius. It's a shame that he died at Bilbingri. I think that his clones will probably come back and rattle some cages after the Yuuzhan Vong wars, though.

[ReaperFett]

OOC: Genius my rear end. He made countless mistakes, and paid for his arrogance. Piett and Paellon are FAR superiour Admirals than Smurf boy

[Banestone]

OOC:
Piett? Are you serious? There's no way Piett was more capable than Thrawn was... utterly no way! Pelleaon, now... although I have no real idea of how to spell his name, he is a very smart guy, but still was only Thrawn's protege. He's filled in the shoes quite well though... Thrawn would be proud. But I digress.

Grand Admiral Thrawn never made a mistake - ever - except for the one of trusting the Noghri (actually, it was the lying to the Noghri that bit him in the rear in the end, and because of that trusting them was his last mistake... so that's two mistakes, the lying and the trusting. Oh well). If he had not been killed, the New Republic would not exist at the current moment of EU time. To say the likes of Mr. "Oh golly I suddenly can't breath anymore!" Piett was a BETTER admiral than Thrawn makes me... well... makes me want to throw away my Admiral Piett pants. And take "pants" the English way. :D
/OOC

[ReaperFett]

OOC: Bull! Piett was respected by Vader himself. Smurf boy got lucky getting picked up by the Chimera, then started acting all clever. Bull was he

[Banestone]

OOC:
Bull! Bull bull bull! Bully little Admiral "Wheezy" Piett was only able to rise to his rank because Vader killed all of his superiors! It's true Vader respected him more than the officers he killed beforehand, but that really doesn't say bull jack diddly, now does it?! Thrawn may have been excellent to use in a blueberry pie, yet he was able to bring down friggin TIE fighters with his bare hands when he was in exile and not picked up by the Empire yet! Bull! :D
/OOC

[ReaperFett]

OOC: BULL! smufy boy couldnt beat a frog, let alone a TIE

[Banestone]

OOC:
BULL!! Not only did smurfy boy do just that, even after he obviously had died he continued to scare the bejeepers out of the entire New Republic and all the Jedi! Near the end of HIS career, little Ms. Piett couldn't even draw air into his lungs, let alone command a fleet of powerful warships! So... bull! Yeah! Bull! When Thrawn went down with a knife deep in his chest, he at least made a nice death statement that people worldwide could quote and smile about ("But... it was so artistically done"), but could Piett, who just couldn't breath? Noooooo, he was obviously too good for that! BUUUUUULL! :D
/OOC

[Firebird1]

*Firebird1 walks in.*
Oh my god what have I started?

OOC: I did not mean the Thrawn in the novel :p

[ReaperFett]

::A bull walks in.

"ME! THat was a useless line. A better line would have been 'And I would have got away with it if it wasnt for you kids!'"::

[Banestone]

OOC:
And that wretched dog, too! Bull! :D Ahahaha, I shouldn't keep putting in smilies, it takes away from the effect... but I digress! BULL!! Tell ReaperFett I'm right and his view of Thrawn is you! :D

Ahaha, Firebird1, I know that... don't worry about it...
/OOC

[ReaperFett]

::The bull takes a dump.

"Banestone. THAT!"::

:)

[Banestone]

OOC:
*Pulls a round doorknob out of a nearby door, grabs a nearby rider from his horse, and puts the two together*
ReaperFett! THAT!!
/OOC

:D

[ReaperFett]

what the hell is that???

[Firebird1]

I don't know.....


:lol:

Someone close this please, the "battle" as it seems is over.

[Banestone]

I was afraid it wasn't blindingly obvious... dangit... well now I'll have to inconspicuosly fit it into this post *cough*editingisfun *cough* somehow... hmmm... :D

[edited] Heh heh, yes...

[ReaperFett]

aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh

[Firebird1]

*bump*

[Banestone]

OOC:
lol, noooo! Die, thread, DIEEEE! "Bull"! There, that should do it! *Suddenly realizes that by posting he brings the thread to the top again* D'oh!
/OOC

[GuardPiett]

Hey, banestone, dont you be talkin' bout my pa that way

[Banestone]

OOC:
At this point, if I had a smart and witty response to your post, you would be reading it. I, eh, don't, since I've now lost any clue of what we're talking about. However, your ideas intrigue and excite me, and I am interested in subscribing to your newsletter! :D Ok ok, enough already... Piett was a great man, I just think Thrawn was better. You also might like to check out TSO again, GuardPiett.
/OOC