Captain Tyle
Mar 2nd, 2002, 02:41:33 AM
Location: Cilpar, a TSE remnant world
Factions:
New Republic
A crack contingent of NRSF orbitally-deployed airborne forces. Approximately 5,000 men in total.
The Sith Empire
Defending, a last-vestige cadre of TSE elite.
Approximately 20,000 in men in total, with limited supplies.
Military theme: The New Republic is "island hopping" the last few TSE worlds still not liberated. Cilpar has refused to yield to its population or outside pressures, and the remaining TSE brass have issued a "fight to the death" policy. NR command has ordered the planet to be taken in an "orbital-entry" assault.
Personal theme: This is not a planet grab focus. The focus will be of a personal nature. The horror of war, through each person's eyes, and how they cope with the paradox of killing in the name of their country, and killing a fellow man, who is shockingly similar to yourself or your comrades. Its that personal struggle that will be showcased, in a backdrop of explosion, gunfire, and the maelstrom of sights and sounds that are war.
Overview: The story is told through the eyes of NCOs (Non-commission officers, or field officers) on each opposing side. Their stories will begin in separate parts of the global battlefield, gradually and inexorably moving towards the others, to be drawn into the last phases of the war.
If you are interested, please post here, and your participation will be considered. Unfortunately, due to the nature of this, and the level of personal committment that will be required, not many people will be able to enter.
I hope those who read this RP will appreciate not only the work that goes into it, but of the real sacrifice, the real horror, and the real heroism that we allude to, in this galaxy that is very near, and very real to us.
Sincerely,
Sergeant Nemor Tyle
aka, The Lounge Lizard
aka, Charley Hicks
Factions:
New Republic
A crack contingent of NRSF orbitally-deployed airborne forces. Approximately 5,000 men in total.
The Sith Empire
Defending, a last-vestige cadre of TSE elite.
Approximately 20,000 in men in total, with limited supplies.
Military theme: The New Republic is "island hopping" the last few TSE worlds still not liberated. Cilpar has refused to yield to its population or outside pressures, and the remaining TSE brass have issued a "fight to the death" policy. NR command has ordered the planet to be taken in an "orbital-entry" assault.
Personal theme: This is not a planet grab focus. The focus will be of a personal nature. The horror of war, through each person's eyes, and how they cope with the paradox of killing in the name of their country, and killing a fellow man, who is shockingly similar to yourself or your comrades. Its that personal struggle that will be showcased, in a backdrop of explosion, gunfire, and the maelstrom of sights and sounds that are war.
Overview: The story is told through the eyes of NCOs (Non-commission officers, or field officers) on each opposing side. Their stories will begin in separate parts of the global battlefield, gradually and inexorably moving towards the others, to be drawn into the last phases of the war.
If you are interested, please post here, and your participation will be considered. Unfortunately, due to the nature of this, and the level of personal committment that will be required, not many people will be able to enter.
I hope those who read this RP will appreciate not only the work that goes into it, but of the real sacrifice, the real horror, and the real heroism that we allude to, in this galaxy that is very near, and very real to us.
Sincerely,
Sergeant Nemor Tyle
aka, The Lounge Lizard
aka, Charley Hicks