Invasion Battle of O'reen (Invasion Rep vs. Fringe)

[Rianna Organa]

Medical staging area - Republc Area

They had been shot at numerous times, but the team worked hard to get the Healer back to the medical area. No one knew what had happened to the man, that had inflicted so much damage on Rianna. But to them it had not mattered they were intent on saving her life.

As she laid on the table, droids and interns fussing and moving about. Someone was trying to remove the damage from her leg. Another kept looking at her lungs and ribs.

Rianna could hear the crackle of the comm link, as the team began their work she could barely breath, she tried to control her pain tried to mend what she could with her own skills. She fought with those treating her to reach into her pocket. One intern put the oxygen mask back on Rianna, she pushed them away reaching again for her pocket.

She finally had it in her hand, an intern reached to take it away, "Master you must let us help you" Rianna pulled her hand back, scowling at the healer. She brought the comm up, through the mask she spoke, "Ord'ika, you ok?" Surely he must be otherwise how could he be talking, her mind was blurring, she needed rest. The intern took the com from her, Rianna gasped for air again.

The intern looked at Rianna and then the comm, "whoever this is, Master Organa is in the medical area receiving treatment." The intern looked at Rianna as if to say, OK, now can we get going. They needed to put her under to get her to heal.

@[member="Ordo"]

 

[Bloodknight]

@[member="Saki"]
His electro-staff twirled around him as he stood up from his crouch and watched Saki flee. He was beginning to think that maybe this jedi wasn't properly trained in the ways of warfare. Backpedaling, thus blind spotting herself to the very direction she's heading, in a terrain where enemies are all around? Well, impractical or not, the woman was obviously either buying time or trying to lead him into someplace she'd have the advantage. Well, one doesn't really ever have the advantage over him so it'd be more accurate to say: where'd she be slightly better off. It would be idiotic of him to simply allow this and so, putting his electro-staff back on his back and taking hold of the disruptor rifle hanging at his side, he reached out with one hand to pull her back toward him with the force.
"GET OVER HERE!"
He exclaimed as he fired a volley of powerful disruptor bolts from the rifle at her while she was forced toward him. Disruptor bolts, being of their nature, are extremely volatile and pack an immense punch no blaster bolt could ever hope to achieve. Now just one of these would be a bit troublesome for a muscled jedi with a two-handed grip and full concentration to deflect, so a jedi with a single-handed grip on two lightsabers that is currently being jerked through the air like Saki would go through utter hell to deflect an entire stream of them heading toward her with great speed.

 

[Commander Lusk]

Rolland jerked on the ground like a fish out of water, spasming from his systems resetting to his memories flooding back to him Rolland laid there in the dirt next to his dead brother. He remembered everything, "Whats going on?" he whispered to himself in a softer voice. It all came flooding back to him in waves, he remembered his time as a Jedi before leaving the order for being a stuck up overzelous child. He remembered wandering the galaxy until he came to Atrisia, then he remembered two people. A woman who stunned him and a large dark skinned man who dropped him off at a large tower. As Rolland clenched his head he yelled as it still continued to come back and haunt him. He remembered the torture, the interrogations, the beatings and hazing suffered at the hands of some shady imperial agency. Then that's when remembered being used as an experiment and waking up on that operating table as his current self. The rest after that, it was history. Looking over to Jerrick's body he held his hand and looked over to him. Jerrick was the only person who tried to save him in this new life, the only person who ever gave a damn about him. And now he was gone.

Holding his hand Rolland crawled his way over to him, his systems were reset and he was back to full power. "I'm sorry Jerrick, my name. My name is Trace Rolland, former Jedi padawan, Czar Rolland Mark One serial number Zero Zero Two. Your friend, your brother, and it was an honor to have lived and fought by your side." a few more tears ran down his face as he stood up. Grabbing Jerrick's body he carried him in a bridal position his dead limp arm hanging off the side. As he walked through the battle Rolland made his way back to the front lines of the fringe emplacement. Setting his body down Rolland rested him against a table and sighed. Looking out onto the battlefield he saw something. A republic, power hungry and corrupt. There was no saving the man after what he had done. No going back to the republic, they were all too far gone as Jedi. This was his life now, and he would live it to prevent this from happening again. Unneeded war against a free and sovereign nation.

Grabbing the Zealot compact sniper rifle on Jerrick's back Rolland took all the ammo he could before grabbing his blaster pistol as well. "I will miss you." taking the sniper Rolland loaded up and headed back out. He wasn't done here not by a long shot. He was still at peak fighting condition and he would take down the republic. Taking aim Rolland spotted a prime target, a mando by the looks of him. He wasn't force sensitive and Rolland was a solid four hundred meters away from the target. Taking aim at his chest Rolland fired three accurate shots dead center at the mando's chest. The armor piercing rounds would either puncture and kill him or at least put him on his ass long enough for him to finish the mando. Or some other nullifying act it really didn't matter. @[member="Ordo"] @[member="Rianna Organa"]

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

@[member="Hood"] @[member="Kiyala Demont"]

As Iella reached the zenith of her Jedi Jump, the woman release some kind of generades toward her, Iella still with saber in hand managed to destroy the one above her head with a strike with her blade .. however she could not do anything about the second one. She felt the shock wave of the explosion of it, couple by more incoming from the arrows. As they exploded, the impact sent Iella flying in a direction behind the woman.

As it turned out she would be greatful for the arrows as they knocked her away from what was eater generates, which had little impact on her armour. As she rapidly descended to the ground, Iella used the force to soften the blow, only just in time before hitting the ground hard. She is winded and her body screamed with the pain as she landed on her back. It took a moment for her to regain air to her lungs before she quickly stood up, still with pain around her ribs.

The warmth of the Life Jewels filled her body and began to heal her immediately. They would return her to partial health but she would still have the effects of the explosion for a little time yet. Focusing through the force, Iella summon it to her body to gain strength and energy once more. She is not incapacitated and ready once more. Her attention now went to the person shooting the arrows, he was becoming an annoyance rapidly and so she started in his direction. He was not hard to located, his position given away by the constant barrage of arrow bolts, and she could sense him too.

Running toward his position, Iella raised her arm and sent a powerful force push directly toward the arrow man.

 

[Dredge]

No one besides Rasu had made any attempts to stop dredge for a while, so it was time to press the counter attack. In his hands the Vong overlord held two fighting claws, slithering around his body were the amphistaffs that would reach out and bite a mofo that came too close to him. While he rid his war best the man stepped out to the front of the ten meter long bug and roared. "FINISH THEM!!" What was left of his forces rallied around him, a few dozen gretchin, three fire breathers and a good fifty Vong warriors. It was a drop in the bucket compared to what he had earlier but it would do for now, this would suffice in taking back the ground he still fought to hold. The republic was not having this world and he would see to it that they would not. He had been shot, burnt, and beaten but he was the toughest Vong of them all

Letting out another beastly roar dredge looked over to one of his men, Romeo and grinned. "You, we shall kill the republic." Looking forward dredge raised his fighting claws and all of the beasts and Vong warriors stormed forward to take back ground from the republic and they were headed straight for the downed Rasu Gan. He would finish her while she was weak. This was the perfect time to advance and take back what was theirs. The large lumbering Beast approached the downed Jedi as dredge held on tight. "Hold on boy." the beast roared and it raised itself up casing a massive shadow down on the Jedi. He was going to crush her and if that didn't work he had four weapons in his hand and wrapped around his body that said otherwise. @[member="Rasu Gan"] @[member="Romeo S"]

 

[The Red of Sinner]

The giant beast went after the near dead Jedi, but the overlord stopped the beast. With the Vongs words, he responded. "The Republic shall fall soon, its in the air." He walked by the Vong and with TK he held down the Jedi. Willing the force to do his bidding, and he could feel it belonging to his call. "Stay put Jedi." He spoke to her. He poured his anger into the force, feeding on the anger from Dredge as well himself. He held her down with all his power, nothing would stop this he thought. @[member="Supreme Overlord Dredge"] @[member="Rasu Gan"]

 

[Darc Xavior Talus]

Trying to reach Command Center Omega
Target: @Jared Ovmar
Mission: Recovery @Ane'irna

The paladin kept clicking at the trigger, watching as the mayhem spread around before him til suddenly his weapons ceased to function. He narrowed his eyes and could sense a force signature nearby.

"Feth."

He pursed his lips and switched through the controls and redirected power into the engines. He shifted the nodes and dropped a lever to set them to overheat. The paragon ignited his emerald blade and jammed the console as it sparked up into his face, causing him to fall backwards. It would take mere seconds for the engines to overload and self destruct the walker. Darc rolled over on the floor and peeked out off the edge of the hole he had entered from. He reattached his cable to the edge and held his breath as the walker began to rumble violently. He quickly rolled off and plummeted with the zip cable swinging him like a jungle vine. His eyes widen from the sudden change of gravity he didn't expect. He started to change direction now in his swing, holding from throwing up, and came zipping down again. That's when it happened.

KABOOM!

The walker obliterated in half. Darc's cable snapped and sent him flying across the ground and dirt.

"Mother-..."

Dust and gravel flailed about until he came to a complete stop, grunting and spitting dirt out of his mouth. He growled pushing himself up to one knee, looking back at the devastated battlefield with debris. The two pieces of the walker slowly creaked and slammed into the ground.

@[member="Darth Arcis"] @[member="Darth Vornskr"]

 

[Lucianus Adair]

At the blast of kinetic energy, with Lucianus still down on the ground in a crouch near what was now one side of Marek (as opposed to his rear, before the blasted wriggler twisted his body around), his leg sweeping through to little success, the Sith knight was knocked flat out on his rear, being in little position to deftly avoid it.

However, he was not going down without taking the Jedi down with him, as when the blast came, he had already reached around for the arm and lightsaber that blocked his Eclipse partner above Marek and employed a very heavy-handed, exhaustively practiced, bitterly angry Force Pull on that arm, in effect laying bare the torso of Marek and freeing up Proeliator to attack, but still reserved… as much as the predator would have found it very much in his interests to maul this Jedi, and rend him in two.

In this position that Adair found himself in, the Jedi could not push him any further for there was no-where to go but into the earth.


@[member="Darth Proeliator"]
@[member="Marek S'hadar"]

 

[Ordo]

@[member="Rolland CZ M1 002"]

Ordo was cutting a hard path toward the bridge to the republic lines. He was too late she was already hurt, but she was alive. All he had to do now was leave and he could see her.

He picked up the pace and started firing only if he was fired on. He had no more stock here. The republic and fringers could rip each other apart he had come for one person and now it was time to go and be by her side.

He jumped over a unknown soldier that dove at his feet as he broke into a hasty jog. However he didn't get any farther as his body blew back and he struck the ground gasping. He layed there on his back and would have been smart if he woukd have played dead but he'd never been good at dead. His beskar plate had saved him from a hole in the chest but not from the impact. Blood was fresh on his mouth but her wasn't going to die here not today not with out saying good bye.

He didn't waste time checking for breaks today. He didn't care his mind and body were no longer connected. He reached over and pulled another body over his chest and with a groan sat up. He pulled up his weapon and saw a tiny 400 meters away a sniper who hadn't remembered to take cover. Ordo opened fire using the dead body as cover.

 

[Darth Proeliator]

@[member="Lucianus Adair"]
@[member="Marek S'hadar"]

Darth Proeliator was now it a very advantageous position. He was indeed thrown backward by the Jedi's Force Push, but that meant nothing, as he landed on his feet without any real harm done. Not now, as Lucianus pulled down as he fell, and thus leaving Marek open to Darth Proeliator. He was too far away for any type of lightsaber blow, but he had other means at his disposal. He pulled the Dark Side to his form and unleashed it as a blast of Force Lightning, targeting the Jedi who was open due to Proeliator's ally. It would, with luck, catch the Jedi and the armor he wore, which had rendered him invulnerable to Proeliator's lightsaber; would only serve to be a conduit to the electricity now blasted towards him. The two Fringers had the upper hand here, and they would prevail.

 

[Basaba Willamina]

@[member="Eldoc Quasat"]

Basaba ran at him also, the knife and beskad unsheathing while shots went from her cannon. Where her knife was the wrist blades ejected to extend while without the force she picked up the pace. Without the force she wasn't going as fast but speed plus a full suit of beskar with knives were a dangerous thing while the lens flared with her voice coming out in clicks and hisses. She was more then prepared to slice someone down.

 

[Commander Lusk]

Target hit, kill confirmed. Was what Rolland was thinking when the man went down, popping the clip out Rolland loaded a new one in before sending the bolt home to load another five rounds. However Rolland did not anticipate the man to be wearing besker armor. Upon sighting back in the man was back up and firing blaster bolts in his direction. They would matter not however, the bolts hit Rolland dead on in the chest and shoulders. However all they did was simply absorb into the zodiac smart armor. Powering his systems further the armor was designed to take the galaxies most common used firearm and turn it into a garden hose for the suit. It was probably one of the most advanced piece of armor in this galaxy and it did wonders. But now the man had exposed himself, and it was time to act. Standing up Rolland moved forward to a solid three hundred meters taking cover behind a crashed republic bomber.

Now it was time to sight in again, he only had two more clips left for a total of fifteen rounds so he had to make them count. He had no idea if this man was republic or not. But he was moving through their ranks without them doing a thing. Taking aim now Rolland exhaled and squeezed another three rounds off at the man. He was taking cover behind a body and the slugs lacked the capability to go through two sets of armor at the chest. So he aimed where the armor was the weakest. The neck, taking aim at the unarmored fleshy neck of the dead trooper the slugs would pass right through slowing slightly but would still make a hard enough impact to which ever body part was behind it. Rolland was out for blood once again. The pubs would be retreating soon and even with his memories back this was the best course of action for his life. @[member="Ordo"]

http://starwarsrp.net/topic/17879-zodiac-smart-heavy-dura-armor/

http://starwarsrp.net/topic/18052-zealot-compact-sniper-rifle/

 

[Ordo]

@[member="Rolland CZ M1 002"]

Ordo watched as the useless fringe blaster rifle did nothing to the sniper's armor.

"Shab..." was all he bothered to say. He was experienced with Ramikad'yc, that state when there was nothing but the next breath. He was still detached as he tried to push to his feet.

The sniper wasn't done though and as Ordo got to a knee the neck of his new battle buddy burst and Ordo's side exploded. He was hit just above the hip where his torso plate met his the armor over his hip. He twisted and dropped the useless rifle. The soldier's corps still over his shoulder he dropped a hand to catch himself. Then let himself fall flat. He couldn't fire back without a real rifle and his Mandalorian Ripper couldn't reach. So he began low crawling across the ground keeping an eye out with his HUD.

He had been through worse but it sure as osik had been a while. His biggest concern now was, would he bleed out before he could find Ri'ika.

 

[Matreya]

@[member="Hion the Herglic"] @[member="Selena Halcyon"]

A powerful bellow blasted over the mans body as it moved towards Selena, he felt as if his brain was going to blow but he stood his ground. Turning his gaze to once again deny another combatant the chance ,he paused, his mouth dropping within his helmet. The same Jedi Herglic he battled during his Knight days, the being had been quite the opponent - though he had faced a far more incompetent and MUCH smaller Zaiden.

Nodding to the warriorr, as a clear sign of acceptance and reapect, Zaiden dropped his attempts on umbrakinesis he focused solely on his physical attacks, so he could once again draw from the Force. He would let the Herglic take over for the most, being a very capable decoy while Zaiden prepared a more potent attack.

Clearly using illusions wouldnt cut it. Brushing against the Herglics mind while he launched in at the woman for another attack, he spoke, I welcome the aid. Keep her concetrated on defense. Then well throw everything we have it her when she slips. The man even considered them both using a powerful scream to overwhelm the woman. There was only so much one could defend against.

 

[Break]

Break looked around the battlefield he saw nobody in the direct vicinity that needed help. Raising his hand to his comm he called out to his druids "Tell me who is in need of assistance." After he waited a couple moments he got his reply The @[member="Supreme Overlord Dredge"] seemed the only one who could use any sort of help. Even if it was only a small amount. Break would rush to his master and provide over watch as the duel played out @[member="Rasu Gan"]

 

[Gorba the Hutt]

LOCATION: Somewhere in Republic Lines (@[member="Penumbra"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"])
TARGET[member="Selena Halcyon"]

The telekinetic shockwave slammed into the Herglic and sent him sprawling. He lay dazed for a moment, coughing out dirt and dust, then rose unsteadily. Eight hundred pounds did not fall and get up easily, but Orcus had been working out. Taking supplements. He believed the term the youngers used was 'swole'.

He received Zaiden's telepathic message and sent one back immediately, fast as thought.

You are a master of the shadows, of whom I have heard. Why then can I still see you? Vanish, Penumbra, vanish with the Force and attack her from behind. I will handle the front.

The new Darth strode confidently toward Selena. His eyes were a pitiless black. Energy coursed through his body, though the rippling muscles were hidden behind the Orbalisk parasites. Anger and pain rolled through him in equal amounts as one fed off of the other. He, the Orbalisks, and the whispering Soulsaber... they were all one. This was symbiosis. Peace. Something the Jedi claimed to understand, but failed.

Dark Rage flooded him, giving him impossible strength and speed. He clenched his flipper into a fist so hard his arm shook. Then he looked up at Selena and smiled a creepily-toothy grin.

"Hauum, let me teach you a lesson in power, Halcyon."

He charged her, Soulsaber raised for a downward stroke that would most surely smote her in two if she simply stood there.

 

[Matreya]

The 8 foot man grinned at the Herglics comment, and did just that. Reaching into his pocket, while applying a full powered Force Cloak as he stepped back, the Master drew forth his Taozin Amulet and threw the clasp around his neck. Entirely hidden now, the master jumped up and over the woman.

Turning back around to face the woman as she had to worry about the behemoth of black flesh attacked her. Launching forward, the Master shifted the control he held over bent light to enhancing his muscular system - thanking once again, his Czar benefactors for making him thrice that of the athletic human.There was now a gargantuan beast of muscle charging her front, while an equally devastating strength - with far greater speed - launched a secret attack from behind.

Wielding a severely deadly venomous living lightsaber equivalent, as well as his Neuranium Dagger as a secondary, with double enhancements, the Master was quite the worrisome sneak attack.

@[member="Hion the Herglic"] @[member="Selena Halcyon"]

 

[Isar]

@[member="Steph Zenima"] @[member="Doc"] @[member="Kitt Solo"]

Paralyzing yellow eyes watched the crazed human as she charged for him, teeth bared. The Denizen of Arkania did not appear amused by her antics, though he was, perhaps, momentarily stunned and at a loss. Right up until she made contact. Teeth on dragon scale. Laws of physics dictated that her teeth should have broken on her scale. But whatever drugs the woman had been on must have given her teeth of beskar, because one of the scales chipped and began to crack.

Supremely irritated, Faenrovon shook his foreleg, attempting to shake her off. She appeared mostly harmless. Crushing her would bring him little satisfaction beyond a momentary relief from the insanity.

"Foolish mortal, do you wish for death?"

His wings unfurled, casting enormous shadows upon the ground. With three heavy beats he rose into the air, climbing higher and higher.

 

[Jsc]

Bridge One
vs: @[member="Alen Na'Varro"] (p3)

To say ingenious, would probably not cover it. Karen expected a duelist and got a sorcerer. Oops.

She took the hit and was thrust out into the open air. Luckily her armor was an EVA. It came equipped with a tethering cord for though less-than-terrestrial missions. While used mostly during space walk it came in rather handy as a general purpose grappling hook too.

Spinning and generally not feeling very well right now. The Jedi Master lashed out with her right wrist and grappled the bridge. Swinging rather violently out into open space and down beneath the bridges causeway.

"Well. That was different."

The woman frowned and shook her spinning head. She really didn't feel like any dazzling displays of acrobatics anymore. Maybe that was just her aching body talking now. Oh, and her pistol was gone now too. Fark it all. And just when she was getting the hang of gun combat. Shame on her. It was so... Ugh. Uncivilized...

"Ah. Yes. Opponent. Should probably get back to that..."

Karen moved her shield back to it's shoulder mount and released her second grapple. It would take her a moment, but she would eventually swing back up to the bridge. Appearing rather sluggishly from the far side.

"Ugh. Here's hoping that fool swordsman thinks I died. ...All this climbing is just so, unlady-like. Good heavens."

She arose form the debris and pattered herself off. Bleh. Such a messy fight. Damn these wars to the Abyss.

 

[Eldoc Quasat]

Eldoc grunted as he felt a shot rip through his gut, He froze, as he felt it tear through his armor and him. He focused the pain, into a force bellow, towards @[member="Basaba Willamina"]. He used the time he just bought to bring himself up, and begin running again. He was use to pain. It is what drove him, when he let it. sadly his last several injuries had been healed so it had been a while which made the pain so much more real. He charged her, his blade igniting the moment he needed it to to engage her. " Finally an worthy opponent "