The Return to Correlia (RPG)

[Gav Mortis]

*In the dark, emptiness of space, a fleet of a rather large magnitude floats dormant, each ship radiating a glowing aura, like immense cities in the night. Onboard there is minimal activity, all is quiet along hallways and turbolifts, the peace is infrequently broken by the odd crew member patrolling their region of deckspace as their footsteps echoed along the claustraphobic, narrow passages. The corners many rooms were shrouded in shadow as the lights onboard were dimmed to allowing crew to take much needed rest after the fleets recent activity at Kashyyk. The dead silence of space possesses the ships and their crew....*

*The sight of the ships soon dissapear, as the view pans down revealing a glowing planet of enormous size, dominated by ocean creating an absorbing aura to the eye. In all it's beauty, there is a small military establishment located on the low lying clay-ridden torrain of a small island amongst the vast oceans. Within the compound are a series of carefully plotted tunnels, similar to the ships their is little activity within, troopers patrol the corridors, clad in grey, heavy storm trooper armor. However, advancing down one of the corridors was a man, proportionately well built of average height, his face is hidden below a hood as is his cloaks gentley drapes along the floor behind him. An officer meets him in the corridoor, and walks alongside him*

Officer: Lord Mortis, your Infiltrator has undergone maintainence and is ready for your departure.

Gav: Thank you, Leiutennant. I will depart immediately and head for my Star Destroyer.

Officer: Very well, we shall keep to our high standards of develloping this compound during your absence.

Gav: Excellent, I expect to see fundamental progress when I return.

*With saying those words, Gav quickens his pace, marching ahead of the officer who slows to a hault and finally turns leaving the Sith lord to be on his way.*

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*On the bridge of the Flagship of the fleet, there is paradoxically a great amount of activity, officers and bridge crew taking readings and monitoring panels in anxiety, almost anticipation. The large room seems almost cramped by the density of people, the air was filled with unease and the open space was filled with chaotic noise awaiting the arrival of the Admiral of the fleet who has a reputation for having high expectations of his crew. Captain Thaelon approaches another officer who is speaking over a comm whilst reviewing a report on a data pad*

Captain: Has he left yet?

Officer: Yes sir, a few minutes ago, he should be here shortly.

Captain: OK people, everything better be in order for the arrival of Lord Mortis, Idon't want to have to explain...

*The captain's speach is brought to an end abrubtly as all light onboard the bridge dissipates, leaving the entire room in blackness and haunting silence...*

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*As Gav approach the seemingly immense cluster of ships, he looks on in awe at their increadible brilliance, his face illuminated by the light coming from them. Suddenly, his face is no longer illuminated, startled, he looks up and find to his horror the entire fleet in darkness, now evident power at all according to his readings, he slows his approach and begins flying alongside the immense Flagship.*

Damn, what the hell is going on...?

*He circles the ship once after what seemed like an eternity, his skin crawled and tingles spasmed through his spine as he witnessed almost disbelievingly the lifelessness of what he put so much effort into, was anyone actually alive in there....what the hell has happened...?*

Huh?

*Gav jumped back in fright and astonishment as the entire fleet suudenly burst into life, radiating it's familiar business, and suprisingly began moving, taking readings Gav suddenly realised what was happening, a hyperspace course was being set, all the same. Immediately, Gav activated the Shadow technology on his ship and he passed through it's shields and just managed to perform an emergency landing in the docking bay of TSC-0101-SSD before suddenly, a great whining came from the engines, the sound eveolved into a great hum followed by an increadible roar as the entire TSO Fleet blasts into hyperspace, completely at a loss of control, heading on it's inevitable course, back to Correlia, back to Darth Bane....*

[Spadix From HPC]

OOC; is this open?

[Gav Mortis]

OOC: This RPG is open.

[Spadix From HPC]

OOC; I'll post latter, when I'm not getting hit on in Napster's Anime Channel (lol ^^;)

[Dark Lord Dyzm]

**Dyzm Races along on the plains of Dantooine on his Modified Motorcycle, The Firedrake When He Recieves the call. The Fleet was on the move back to correllia. He slams on the brakes, turns around, and heads back to his ship**

Dyzm: Damn, THIS always happens when I am On Vacation.
Damn Bane, He Did this personally to annoy me!

**10 minutes later he reachs the Black Lighting and takes the ship into orbit, and onto a path headed for Correllia

[Garrett Blade]

*Garrett sits in the command chair at the bridge of TSO-0101-SSD. He gestures to his left and summons an ensign to his side.*

"Where is Gav...I haven't seem him for the past 3 days.....I don't even know what ship he's on??"

Ensign: "I'm not sure sir...it's possible he boarded one of the other ships?!"

Garrett: "It's POSSIBLE?! WHY DON'T YOU GO FIND OUT!?"

Ensign: "YESSIR!?"


Meanwhile..in the main hanger of TSO-0101-SSD..

*Garrett arrives at the main elevator*


Garrett: "I don't care if you are short Dugson..GET IT DONE!!

*Garrett turns away from the officer..and walks towards a number of large fighters*

Garrett: "Deck officer...I hope my personal escort squadron of Shadow Droids are in prime condition and unbelieveable working order!

Deck officer: "Absolutely sir....my men are inspecting them as we speak!"

Garrett: " Excellent!!!

*Garrett now turns to a huge regiment of stormtroopers loiterring by several crates containing zero-G gear.*

Garrett: "You men!! What are your standing orders??"


"GARRETT!"

Garrett turns around slowly...to be welcomed by his Master Gav.

Garrett: "I thought you hadn't made it then!"

Anonymous trooper:"TO STANDBY FOR ADDIRIONAL ORDERS BY THESE HERE CRATES HERE SIR!!!"

Garrett: "At ease men....we'won't be arriving for AGES yet....take a break guys...go hang out in the holoroom for an hour or two!?"

Regiment: "Lets hear it for the Captain!!! YEAH!!"

A voice can be heard over the intercom..

"Would Captain Garrett Blade and Fleet Admiral Gav Mortis please report to the bridge"

Garrett: (to the troopers) "Later men..have some fun for a change.."

*Garrett and Gav make his way to the main elevator and keys in.. BRIDGE...


Fixed it! (the sig that is!)

[Darth Havok]

On a distant planet, preperations were already in order..

Lord Havok ascended a sunken pit ladder to meet the Lathe Squadron, as they formed a loose group at the top of the rack ready area. As he approached, the squadron snapped to a respectful, yet informal attention. Drake, the squadron leader even gave him a sarcastically overemphasized salute...

Havok had done his best to facilitate relations and comfort between members so that they might work better with one another. Of course, that meant if anything ever happened to one of them, the others would feel the loss that much more sharply. But that wasn't something he intended to let happen...

He nodded to his subordinates. "Everyone ready to depart?" His words were met with a series of affirmations...

Since most of their personal belongings would remain on the planet, and the more necessary items were already onboard a transport in orbit, and would follow them wherever they went, the squadron was ready to lift off...

"All right then," he said. "Get to your fighters and run through the pre-flight sequence. We take off in five minutes."

As the squadron broke up toward their individual fighters, Havok turned around and descended the ladder once more. He moved over beside the co-ckpit; thirty meters below, the deck was clearing of personnel....

Walking across the link, he stepped into the deep co-ckpit and settled down into the dark, plush seat. The co-ckpit canopy fell down overtop him and sealed, cutting off all sounds except the beeps of his instrument panel, and the humming purr of his engines. The flight check and warm-up ran as he gently took hold of the flight controls, feeling the awesome power of the ship vibrating through him....

There was no feeling like that of sitting inside the co-ckpit of a fighter, a ship that could do almost anything at his command. When he opened his eyes again, not realizing he'd closed them, he could see the display painted onto the canopy glass, and beyond that, the open-air exit of the hangar itself....

"All ships, report in," he ordered into the commlink. Within seconds, the other pilots responded that they were ready to go. Then, with final clearance from the control tower, he activated the lock controls, and the ships suddenly plunge from the hanger, and enter into the atmosphere, were the awaiting destroyers and assortment of ships await the Lords arrival…

The squadron docks with an Eclipse Star Destroyer Eve of Destiny, and in a blur, all the ships move in sync and enter hyperspace….
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[GuardPiett]

: Commander Jesalf Orlanduu sits abord the bridge of the Nebula Class Star Destroyer Spectrum. Piett, being held in the Imperial Palace, could not be there to command the personal fleet. So Jesalf took it into his own hands. Immediately three world devastators move to Tralus and begin eating at the surface. The ESDs, SOSDS, ASDs, and Lancer frigates move into position around the Spectrum . .:

[Gav Mortis]

*Some moments later, the bridge doors to TSO-0101-SSD slide open as Gav storms in, his angry marching is accompanied by the clanging of his feet on the solid floor, without any pause for thought he marches up to his personal console and noticeably does not have the patience to sit down in his personal seat as he leans over the control desk taking further readings.*

Captain Thaelon: Lord Mortis; do you have any idea what has happened, I am somewhat puzzled by the whole ordeal...

*Gav turns sharply, as his eyes focus on his taller officer he stands, looking curiously in his eyes*

Gav: Captain, do you like this ship?

Thaelon: Well, yes sir. I do.

Gav:Well you will miss it when it's gone wont you...for some reason, this fleet is heading back to Correlia and I don't know why. I need to find someone who has had knowledge of GSC Drive Yards and the procedure there immediately. Captain, find someone, hurry!

*The youth in his face is distorted as Gav turns and focuses on the various readings on the monitors. He continued to press buttons and take note of what was being produced, but his inexperience with this sort of technology was evident even to a nearby ensign who watched with interest.*

GOD DAMN!!!!

*The bridge crew turned as Gav slammed his clenched fists into the console before him, he turned on one foot and slouched on his seat in frustration, he tapped his fingers repeatedly on the cold arm of his chair, his chin rested on his right hand as he thought to himself.*

Ensign, is Commodore DarkCloak, Captain Dyzm and Blade with the fleet?

Ensign: ummmm....Yes sir. They are on the other Super Star Destroyers.

Thank you, that is all.

*With that, Gav slowly raised his hands to his head, rested his fingers alongside his temples and his thumbs resting on his jaw. With a calm sigh he closed his eyes, all went silent, all dark as he reached out through the spaces around him. His mind searched for various signs, his conciousness left the ship and glided through the fabric of the force, spreading outwards, searching for the other ships. Sweat trickled down his forehead as his searched progressed, finally, after a few minutes he established a telecommunicative band, constructed by his own psychosis; with the three Sith. They were startled at the sudden loss of vision and sound that is natural with such a difficult link. Finally, the voice of Gav surrounded them...*

"I need to find a person who is knowledgeable about why we are at a loss of control of our own fleet, this is likely to have something to do with GSC Drive Yards and Darth Bane. We can't let him win, this is our fleet and that is why we will fight for it. We must remain in this link for a little longer no matter how difficult it is, I must contact Banestone and ask him to organize TSO Armed Forces on Correlia to assault TSC HQ and take out GSC planetary defences. It shaln't take too long!"

*Suddenly, the four Sith are shaken by surges of adrenalin and are overwhelmed as the sight of stars is visable in their sub-concious, within seconds, the stars become mere lines as though the subconcious life energy of these individuals had entered hyperspace. Gav begins to breath heavily, forming a clammy, cold sweat on his face. The stars streaking through space suddenly swirl and spin violently as the vision of hyperspace changes into a searing, blinding light. A dark, sith presence is felt, very faint but it grows, suddenly the swirling of light changes back to streaked stars which eventually slows and Correlia dominates the sights of the four Sith, their vision blurs as they pass through it's thick atmosphere and within moments, once their vision realigns, a large, bio-mechanical figure is seen, Banestone is training the new recruits when he suddenly cries as a screeching fills his sensitive hearing, his head spins and a fuzzy voice blasts causing his brain to pound*

"Banestone....ready your army to attack TSC! There isn't much time!"

*Finally, Gav loses his control and the link is broken as the life essences return at incomprehendible speeds to their bodies. The four Sith collapse back in their seats unconcious from the experience. But it was worth it.*

[DarthDarkCloak]

* Cloak is aboard TSO-0102-SSD and has collected himself. Meanwhile the fleet is still headed to Corellia. Cloak has suspected that Bane had something to do with this. Cloak telepathicallycontacts his Knight BlueMystique who happens to be a fleet expert to question her on the reasons for these events. * ^^^^ Mystique ...........^^^^*after explaining the situation Cloak awaits a response*

[BlueMystique]

^* Lord Cloak there is one thing I know of that is capable of this it is an Imperial drone chip. It must have been installed during construction. It is wierd though. Last i heard of them they were only prototypes and were intended for fighters only. I am afraid you are out of luck, for the cip can be placed anywhere in your drive system. It would take years to search them out. My advice is to ride it out and take the trip to Correlia. Bane obviously wants the fleet or else he would have driven you into a star by now. Once you reach Correlia locate the control panel for the drone chips. once you have located the panel use the signal frequency to locate the chips. their signatures should be the same. you can destroy the chips once you find them. I warn you though, Do not destroy the panel until you have removed the chip or it will be noones fleet. You should have weapons and shielding control, but beware Bane can cut all power at any time so use weapons wisely. and Good luck lord cloak i will be with you in spirit.

[Garrett Blade]

*Garrett, once he has recovered from the sensation he just had, stands up and walks towards a control interface. He keys in a few buttons, and in an instant a pale blue schematic of the entire ship is dosplayed against a black canvass. He sits before the large interface screen and begins typing a series of commands...*

RUN SEQUENCER 001259

SEQUENCER INITIALISED

DISPLAY NAVIGATIONAL SYSTEMATIC NETWORK MATRIX

SEARCH:::>>>>>:::HYPERDRIVE MOTIVATOR RANDOMISER SEQUENCER

SEARCH COMPLETE

DISPLAY

*The blue schematic display screen zooms in to deck 12, area G-14...and focusses on a computer terminal in a rather large room containing various other important and vital systems and devices.*

LOCATING

>>>
>>>
>>>
FOUND

DISPLAY

ITEMS FOUND>>>>>>>>>>HYPERDRIVE MOTIVATOR CLASS 0.125

HYPERDRIVE MOTIVATOR RANDOMISER SEQUENCER

HYPERDRIVE COOLANT VALVE

HYPERDRIVE FAILURE MOTIVATOR

ONE UNKNOWN

*As Garrett stands up he knocks his chair to the floor behind him...and then storms off towards the computer terminal!*

Gav Mortis: "Garrett??? You Okay???!!!"

[i]MOMENTS LATER[/b]

*Garrett enters the room with the computer terminal in it and slowly walks towards the access panel below it...igniting his lightsaber as he does so!!!!!*

Officer: "Sir DON'T!!!"

*Before the officer could do anything...Garrett slashes at the panel and destroys it completely...revealig the inside of the computer terminal....and amongst all the circuitry and wiring garrett can see clearly the problem at hand...and isn't a bit pleased about it!!!!!*

Garrett Blade: <FONT SIZE="10">"A SLAVE DEVICE!!!!!"</FONT>

[DarthDarkCloak]

* after hearing the news Cloak Relays it telepathically to his fellow sith. He hears the news of Garrett's success and runs a similar check, however the chip cannot be found*BLAST.... Where is that chip? We'll need at least Two ships to take on Bane once we get to Corellia.*Cloak begins pacing back and forth on the bridge*

[GuardPiett]

Having finished eating Tralus, the WDs move off and begin eating Drall.

[Garrett Blade]

Garrett sits in his personal quarters waiting around for something to happen. He turns to the calender display and notices the time! He then opens a comm channel with the bridge*

Garrett Blade: "Gav...this is Blade. We shall be arriving in the Corellian system in a matter of hours. Is everything ready?!"

*Garrett waits by the comm-terminal...waiting for a reply...*

[Gav Mortis]

Almost two days had passed and the fleet was nearing it's destination, hours passed like minutes, personnel were sprawled randomnly throughout the bridge, footsteps clanged on the hard metal floor and echoed throughout the small room.

From one of the many active consoles, Gav was drawn to a particular one from which Garrett's voice boomed, finding it quite difficult to understand him (which wasn't a rarity to say the least) over the ambient noise of the clustered bridge.

"Yes Garrett, the final preparations are being made now, Banestone is not at Correlia and is Missing-In-Action so General Darson will be leading the military." Gav answers, holding down a button on the console.

It is almost time!

[DarthDarkCloak]

*Cloak is still onboard the SSD wondering how he could find the chip. He was worried that his ship would be one of the ships to still be dead when they reach Correllia. He organizes a small troop of techs to scan the drive system and to find that drone chip*

[Dark Lord Dyzm]

**Having arrived a while ago, the Black Lighting sits in a hidden hanger on Treasure Ship Row. While Waiting for the Fleet to arrive, Dyzm had been relaxing, and kicking back. His Spy Droids reports back to him every once in a while, and his Miniture Bomb Fly Droids had been making the secruity detail at the ship yard above work extra hard**

[General Darson]

"TSO Armed Forces, this is General Darson; I have been given command of our ground assault on TSC HQ, our efforts will be aided with AT-AT and AT-ST compliments and numerous hover tanks.

The primary target will be the shield generators, there are two of which, one will be taken out by a group of TSO operatives and the other, through heavy fire power.

The attack will commence within the hour, good luck to us all!"

The announcement echoed throughout the large military base on Correlia, the general's voice boomed with a stern confidence which gave a great boost to the already high morale of the troops. They had been armed with their weapons and were forming ranks, ready to go into battle.

The heavy sound of boots thudding in unison about the establishment, there was a controlled rythm to it, giving the effect of drums being beaten and it filled the air. An atmosphere of impatience and anticipation settled like a blanket of unease over the ranks of troopers.

The intense Correlian sun would be settling within the hour, so the shields had to be taken out quickly, before nightfall.

[Lord Dagger]

:: Dagger fades into the forground next to Gav
"My Lord" he says and then falls silent ::

[Darth Havok]

~ In Hyperspace ~

“Sir we are preparing to come out of hyperspace near Corellia” Havok grins at the ensign and dismisses him with a wave of his hand.

“Good, have the shields up ASAP, after we drop from hyperspace and have the Lathe Squadron’s ships prepared for immediate disembark-meant upon our arrival.. “Yes sir” he salutes as he goes to carry out the orders placed.

[Garrett Blade]

*GSC Driveyards' sensors go off the scale as the large TSO Warfleet emerges from hyperspace - including the infamous Katana Fleet! Gav is at the helm of his SSD. He turns to a tannoy control system and speaks into the mike...*

Gav Mortis: "This is Fleet Commander Gav Mortis! We have just emerged from hyperspace and are in orbit above GSC Driveyards. All personnel prepare for combat! Garrett Blade report to the main hanger! Gav out!"

*The Sith Master pivots on one foot, his cloak swaying as he does so. He walks along the bridge and stops at the blast doors, giving them time to open, and he walks to the main hanger....*

<FONT SIZE="5">In the main Hanger...</FONT>

*Garrett Blade stands before a group of pilots and commandos, and behind them a platoon of stormtroopers. They are all listening with the utmost attention to the Captain as he explains the plan of action to them...*

Garrett Blade: "The Commando team and I, who will be accompanied by the platoon of stormtroopers back there, will board the assault transports and be escorted to the main control station by the squadron of Shadow Droids. I know you may be thinking "why does he need pilots???" but these Shadow Droids have been refitted and the droid brains have been removed. I want flesh and blood protecting my hide out there - I never have trusted droids much - and who can blame me? Remember Tarsonis??!!"

*The large mass of troops begin to laugh - thinking back to the droid revolt on Tarsonis..*

Garrett Blade: "Anyway! Once we have located the master slave device, I will lead the Commando team on a sabotage mission to take out the device. We will be covered by the platoon of Stormtroopers to make things run a little smoother for the Commando team. It is imperative that we succeed, for if we don't then we cannot make it back to HQ! Once the shuttle is safetly landed within the control station, I want the Shadow droids to assist the rest of the fleet against any Starfighter interference! Remember to use the Ghost Shielding to your advantage! Pass through enemy shields and destroy the shield generators ready for the bombers to take out the bridge! Those are the orders! DISMISSED!!!!!"

*Garrett turns from the group and leads the Commando's and Stormtroopers up the boarding ramp and into the shuttle - ready to assault the Master Control station! The pilots suit up and climb into their allocated Shadow Droids. As the boarding ramp to the shuttle begins to close with a screetch...the onboard comlink beeps. Garrett keys in to receive...*

Garrett Blade: "Hello??"