Port Maw shipyards...(open RPG)

[Garrett Felth]

*Garrett Felth sat at the helm of his Dauntless Cruiser The Vindictus, staring at the galactic display in front of him. With this view, he could see every known system in the galaxy*

Garrett Felth: "Computer, display Sesswenna Sector...Coruscant!"

In an instant, the galactic display had zoomed into the Sesswenna system and Coruscant was on the map*

Garrett Felth: "Wishful thinking I suppose! Maybe in a couple of years! Hmmm...I wonder what Imperial and Republic activity have been like recently!?!?!? Computer...display all current Imperial and Republic activity...process sequencially!"

*At those words, the computer began to display the information as requested, system by system, sector by sector, region by region*

Garrett Felth: "Lets see what we got here then? Uh-huh?...uh-huh...uh-HUH!! An Imperial patrol...and Victory Scouting Task Force...a Security Fleet...danm customs officials with Interdictor cruisers!!!.....and the Republic...we have.....a Mon Cal and Frigate convoy...a mining operation in the Wor Tandell asteroids...a Bulwark Battlecruiser fleet in for repairs at Sluis Van....and a.....<FONT SIZE="5">WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!!!</FONT> Computer zoom in mark 4 please! Display sector 55.327, system 4.9, region 55 area 8.1 immediately!!!"

*The computer responded with the utmost speed and in a matter of seconds the required information was before Garrett*

BY THE FORCE!!!!! Oh my god!! What the hell do we have here???!!! 7 Imperial Super Star Destroyers!!! 21 Imperial Star Destroyers!! 35 Victory Star Destroyers!! 70 Strike Cruisers!! 14 Interdictor Cruisers!! 28 Carrack Cruisers!!! 28 Lancer Frigates!! 12 Mon Calamari MC90 Star Cruisers!! 150 Corellian Corvettes!! 19 Rendili StarDrive Heavy Dreadnaught Cruisers!! 15 Nebulon-B Frigates!! 33 Gallofree yards Medium Transports!! 18 Corellian Action VI Bulk Freighters!! 15 Quasar Fire Bulk Cruisers!!! As well as an overwhelming number of starfighters!!! That's gotta be some battle!! Wait! Computer...display all radiation readings in that are for the past 12 months!!"

*The computer inputs the request...but the display comes up with nothing...*

Garrett Felth: "Not a single shot has been fired between those two fleets for the past year!!!!!!!! My god! They must all be dormant - completely powered down. And look...not even the power generators are online! I'll bet they were all put there at the end of the Rebellion!! Old stock...not needed at the time and forgotten about! Well their loss is my gain!"

*An evil grin formed on his lips! He swivelled around in his chair and made his way to the astrogation officer*

Garrett Felth: "Ensign Busher. Set a course for that system and give me an ETA!!! ON THE DOUBLE BUSHER!!!"

*The nervouse Busher frantically began to input numerous codes and keynumbers into the navicomputer in front of him. Exactly 2 minutes later he answered...

Ensign Presley Busher: "SIR!! Approximately 26 hours to destination if we leave within the hour sir!!"

Garrett Felth: "Very good Busher! Thats a new record for you. I'll note it in my log! Helmsman...signal the fleet to jump into hyperspace on my mark...co-ordinates are displayed and locked into our navigational computer. Send a message to TSO headquarters and notify Blade, Mortis and the others! We may need some help on this one! Ready......now!"

*And with that...the hyperdrive engines roared to life and stars became starlines, and the FWA fleet disappeared into hyperspace heading towards Port Maw......*

[Satine Capashen]

Alpha is sitting down and is about to read a book for a while when an enlisted-rating walks through the door without knocking, and waves a datapad around.

Enlisted: "SIR! Sir! You have gotta see this!"

Alpha: "It better be good..."

Alpha takes the datapad, and as he reads the message, is extremely shocked. He looks up at the enlisted officer, his mouth hangin open.

Alpha: "Where in the Nine Hells did you find this?"

Enlisted: "It was originally in code, heading towards a couple of Sith, but I broke the code easily."

Alpha: "Very good...uh....Mr..."

Enlisted: "Paulson sir."

Alpha: "Ah...well good work Mr.Paulson. And as of now, consider yourself a Captain, and transfered to my personal staff."

Capt. Paulson: "Thank you sir!"

With that the new Captain leaves, and Alpha rushes towards the comm panel. He punches in some buttons, nd gets a fleet wide message sent. It says:

"All DragonFleet vessels! Report to the sector 55.327, system 4.9, region 55 area 8.1 immdeiately! We need every ship we can get."

Alpha then tells the Tolaria to go to that location also.

[Grand Adm Thrawn]

(OOC: the timeline is one year after TSO defected from TSC and that is one year short of thrawn's defection from TIE so Thrawn will remain imperial in this thread.)

Thrawn walks to the window of the his NSD Nebula Cloud's bridge.. then a disturbance in the force washes by hardly noticeable to the Sith Master..

Thrawns eye's widen as he turns from the window and walks to the Nav. Chart, "Where is it.." Thrawn closes his eyes and lets the force guide his fingers as he searches the Nav. Chart..

"There.." Thrawn says as he opens his eyes to see a remote sector. "We must go there.. Helm plot a course.. and call in for a task force, if my feelings are correct we will need it."

[Garrett Blade]

*Garrett Blade sits in his workshop fiddling around with a hyperdrive which he has been working on for the past month when a message comes through on the sub-space transceiver. He walks over to the terminal and opens the message...picking up his socorran raava simultaneously and drinks some...*

Garrett Blade: "Well looky what we got here! Felth and Dax needing help again. I wonder what it could be this time??? Oh I know...they can't find their hydrospanner because its down a ditch and they can't use the force to get it out! Or maybe they have misplaced their flight recorder receiver and can't locate one of their transports! Hahaha!"

*Garrett scans through the remainder of the message and almost chokes on his socorran raava...*

Garrett Blade: "WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!! COMPUTER!!!!! Priority alert! Alert all personnel to assemble in the main hanger at once! I want a Lambda Shuttle prepped and ready to leave for my ISD in 30 minutes! And find Gav!!!!!"

*Before the computer could reply Garrett was out of the door and on his way to the main hanger.....*

[Garrett Felth]

*Roughly a day later, a large Fringe World Alliance fleet emerges from hyperspace in the sector known only as Port Maw. Garrett Felth is still sitting in his black leather command cair staring at the display in front of him. The site was truly breathtaking. Over 100 shipyards scattered about the area and over 400 capital ships and thousands of starfighter squadrons just sitting there idly! Garrett walked up to the communications officer and opened a comm channel with the rest of his fleet...*

Garrett Felth: "Alright! Here are the orders for this operation! I want the 48 Victory Star Destroyers to each capture a Corellian Corvette. Then I want 18 Star Destroyers to capture a Corellian Action VI Transport each. Then I want another 33 to capture a Gallofree Yards Medium Transport each. The remaining 8 will assist our 30 Dreadnaughts in protecting us from any interference! Whilst this is going on, the three SSD's will lock tractor beams onto 2 ISD's each and pull 'em in - the primary hanger bays are long enough and should just be wide enough to accommodate them side by side - though we may need to get rid of a few scratches when we get back to headquarters! I will be organising boarding parties during this time so we can capture some of the larges ships which cannot fit inside our docking bays! That is all - lets get to it!"

*Garrett closed the comm channel and after a few moments the fleet began to break apart and locate their allocated ship classes whilst fighters were launched to scout out the area for any changes since the fleet entered hyperspace. The escorting Dreadnaughts and ISD's took up flanking pisitions around the fleet so as to be reasdy to deal with any hostile forces*

*This was a very important move for the Fringe World Alliance, as it would allow them to re-inforce the protection fleets they had around their systems, giving them a better chance of surviving an all-out atack and maybe give them enough time to evacuate - should the need arise*

<FONT COLOR="5500ff">*These are dark times for the FWA - with no allies in the form of major factions or government backing. Everything they had accomplished so far was through hard work and the skin of their teeth. But they would not give up so easily!!!.....*</FONT>

[Satine Capashen]

Alpha's fleet emerges from the other side of the location, and sees someone had beat them to it.

"All ships, fulls sheilds and weapons, and launch fighters."

The ships launch fighters--some launch only four like the Tolaria yet others launch squadrons--and then arm their weapons, and shields. Alpha activates the comm system, and calls the rest of his Dragon Fleet, having them form a wedge behind him. The ships then begin firing weapons at max range at an SSD, they hit but do very little damage, since they aren't in range for full powered attacks yet.

[Grand Adm Thrawn]

Thrawn turns his head sharp to the left as the com officer tells him that they are aprouching the sector

Thrawn: Drop out of hyperspace... i dont want them to know were comeing and a hyperjump to close will set there sensors off..

Helm: Aya sir.

The NSD drops out of Hyperspace out side of enemy sensor range.

Thrawn: How far away is the rest of the Task force?

Helm: about 40 minutes behind sir.

Thrawn: Damn.... ready a sqaud of Phantoms... we are going to have to work slowly... And ready my shuttle...

[Garrett Felth]

*Garrett is enraged at the sight of the unknown fleet attacking his 2nd SSD and stand up out of his command chair...*

Garrett Felth: "WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY SHOOTING AT US FOR????????? Intensify defensive systems! Divert all power from weapons to shields on all ships! And open a comm channel with that flagship!!"

*The communications officer acknowledges to his commander with a nod and begins to access his communications terminal before him. Seconds later he looks back up to Felth, and nods again...*

<FONT COLOR="2222FF">"This is Garrett Felth, Supreme Commander of the Fringe World Alliance. Please state your name and affiliation. I do hope we can come to an agreement without any violence! We do not wish to attack you. Quite the opposite!"</FONT>

*Garrett takes a few steps forward, looking astraight at the ship on The Vindictus's main view screen, waiting for a reply in earnest.....*

[Tourment]

OOC:this isnt god moding,i dont plan on saying that this is my giant armada is mine.

:: tourment walks out of the shadows on the judiciator(in hypersace with 5 SD's) and stands next to gue ::

Tourment:do u thnik itl work m'lord?

Gue:yes,i do.Things are working out just as we planed,and noone suspects a thing.there was a much larger turn out than i expected though i dont believe we will be able to take care of every thing.

*as a fighter from alpha's armada reaches a Mon Calimari to investgate it spontaineously blows up*

Alpha:What!!! you said they were all un-operational.

Capt.:Our sensors indicate that they are sir.And no weaons have been fired in the last 30 min.,all we no is that a small explosin occured followed by the loss of our fghter.

*the giant armada molmentaraly dissapears from all sensors and returns within a mili-second*

[Gav Mortis]

OOC: Sorry man, just an observation, but you should still take part in the RPG.

[The Joker 2K]

TTT

[Satine Capashen]

Alpha looks at the comm screen, and when the comm officer says it's ready he speaks.

"This is Commander Alpha, leader of the Dragon Fleet, and the flagship, Tolaria."

Alpha sees one of his fighters explode, and that makes his decision for him.

"Captain Paulson, you have the bridge. Call the hanger bay and ready my fighter."

Alpha walks to a lift tube, and heads down to the hanger. Once he gets there he sees a new type of fighter. It has a fuselage shaped like an F-16, but the wings go above it, holding missles on hardpoints and holding two cannons on each wing. The fuselage has four more guns. Alpha jumps into the kockpit and starts everything up. As soon as he can he punches it and flies out of the hanger and heads towards the battle.

[Tourment]

OOC:lol what battle.......no weapons were fired in the last 1/2 hr.

[Garrett Felth]

OOC: Quite true Tourment!!!

Anyways.....


*The assigned ISD's and VSD's are now within 500 metres of their assigned targets and prepare to engage their tractor beams. Personnel are making final preparations for the numbers of Corellian Corvettes, Corellian Action VI Transports and Gallofree Yards Medium Transports which are about to be reeled into the vast hanger bays beneath each Star Destroyer. A squadron of TIE Fighters each guard their respective hanger bays, watching for any sudden attacks or unwelcome guests...*

*Meanwhile, onboard the Dauntless-Class Cruiser "The Vindictus", a group of men are discussing something in a brightly lit room with various schematics pinned up on all four walls. There are about 10 men, all standing around a 4x4 metal table, with a large blueprint sprawled out on top. The blueprint shows the entire layout of a Mon Calamari Cruiser, displaying every inch of the standard configuration for a ship of that class. Garrett Felth is explaining the course of action to the other men before him...*

Garrett Blade: "So like I said before, you will approach each ship from either side of the ship - it doesn't whether it be port or starboard. Then you are to run a sensor sweep of the entire ship from that location. Next, enter the docking bay. This should be no problem seen as though the magnetic field shall not be active. Once you have landed, proceed to the main flight deck control, it should be towards the back of the docking bay. Once there, connect the devices I have provided to the main concole in that room. This should give you access to the rest of the ship - though there will still be no active systems bar life support and doors an maybe lighting! Then the rest is easy! Just proceed to the bridge. If you cannot get in via the main door, then there should be an access hatch above and to the right of the door! then locate the main computer and boot up the systems! And then thats it! Just guide the ships to our position and our top technicians will do the rest! Okay men! Good luck! Lets get to the hanger bay!"

*Garrett turned and walked over to the door. As he did so, the doors slid open with a whoosh sound, and he led the men to the main hanger bay. By this time, the Star Destroyers had activated the tractor beams and where pulling their targets into their hanger bays.....*

[Tourment]

OCC:well,to tell you the truth that was orginal plan then Gav told me it was GM so i edited and began thinking of a different stradagy but then i asked around a bit and was told it wasnt,but seeing as how you are the thread creator and i think im wrong anyways ill exit

[Garrett Felth]

OOC: I am going to ignore that last post for a few reasons!!

1) It is manipulating the basis of this rpg. And seen as though I thought up the rpg, I will decide what major events will take place in it! Now forgive me if I am wrong, but are you implying that the ships are holograms??? If so, then I assure you that they are not!!!

2) That was a rather poor post! Roughly 8 full lines long, and it was manipulating the rpg! I would think something around 50-100 lines would be getting to a point where the post would be good enough to even try to manipulate an rpg!


Anyways! Enough of my ramblings on! Time to proceed!!

IC:

*As the docking bay crews made their way through each of the captured transports and Corellian Corvettes which were now docked in the Star Destroyers, Garrett stood looking out of The Vindictus' hanger bay as the last of the assault transports made their way towards the Mon Calamari Cruisers...*

Garrett Felth: (Into comlink) "Commander!! How is the operation going?"

Commander: "Excellent Garrett! 50% of the captured ships now have full power!! All systems are online!!!"

Garrett Felth: "Good good! Have all non-essential systems power down for the time being! We won't be needing them yet! Once we have decided on what roles they shall play we can make the neccessary adjustments. Carry on Commandre!!!"

*As Garrett deactivated the comlink, he could just see the first assault transport reach one of the Mon Calamari Cruisers. As it did so, it scanned the vessel, gave the all-clear, and landed in the hanger bay...*