I'm In Your Base - Killin' Your Dudes

[Caulder Dune]

Previously, on SWRP: Chaos...

In the wake of the Techno Union's ill-fated invasion of Geonosis, the Rebel Alliance attempts to shore up its defenses of an important Arakyd Industries factory. But a trio of Techno Union affiliated agents and some Geonosian royalists arrive to throw a wrench in the works. Excitement! Adventure! Intrigue! Romance! Political posturing!

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[member="Solan Charr"] | [member="Veldar Tor'Vaas"] | [member="Ashe Senari"]

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"] | [member="Marek Starchaser"] | [member="Jacen Cavill"] | [member="Darth Carach"]

The mission, in the simpler sense, was to disrupt Rebel attempts to set up fortifications. It looked like this was being more than accomplished, and the emergency telecommunications with Isley Verd only served to back up his goal. Despite that, "hundreds" of the more primitive sort of war droid marched out of the factory and remained perfectly still by the Garter woman's side. It was becoming increasingly apparent that Rebels were physically incapable of scaling their forces to appropriate levels to suit the occasion. Adekos himself had only come here with a few dozen "Genoshians" from the upper ranks of the warrior caste. This was only a skirmish, after all. Their inability to think tactically seemed to lend itself to overkill.

Unexpectedly, the Garter woman invited them inside the foundry. An invitation he would gladly accept. "I see you've come to your senses. There may be some small amount of hope for you yet."

They were going to need a breather in order to more adequately size up the forces arrayed against them. Then they could continue. A nice trip to the inside of the foundry would offer that opportunity. More and more rebel agents were being called to this location. This was exemplified quite clearly with the sudden arrival of a naked, glowing blue man. There was a long list of things that Adekos did not want to deal with at any given point. Naked, uncivilized men of any coloration were among them.

"What ludicrous company you rebels keep." He remarked. "Try to keep these sorts of people out of the foundry until we're done talking, Ms. Garter."

His lightsaber returned to its belt, and Adekos folded his hands behind his back. They could get to the violent part later- this might become interesting in a different sort of way. Cavill would probably go wage violence regardless, but that was unavoidable.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"] | [member="Marek Starchaser"] | [member="Jacen Cavill"] | [member="Adekos"] | [member="Solan Charr"] | [member="Veldar Tor'Vaas"] | [member="Ashe Senari"]​

The nationalization of an entire planet’s worth of foreign assets and holdings, an action that would certainly cause a stir within the small sphere of corporate dominance. In truth the Sith Lord wasn’t even sure if the Rebel Alliance was capable of pulling off such an act, seeing as they were a pseudo-nation that literally only controlled about four systems at this point, in fact Carach was pretty sure that Ty’rel Holdings could probably host a larger fleet and army than those lackwit rodents.

And if that was overkill, he was pretty sure the entirety of the Tion Hegemony could host a fleet ten times the size- but why go into a toy measurement-contest. Instead he simply followed Adekos, not deeming it worth his time to actually say anything at this point.

Instead he hummed a little bit to himself, because he was pretty sure these people would try something stupid and that would mean that they could whip out their superiority again and dash their skulls in with it.

 

[Jacen Cavill]

Words were for fools and geniuses, depending on the situation. If this had been the end of a long war, or right after a major battle he could understand what was happening. Major negotiations were a part of most things, he had led conquest before and knew what was necessary even if he dreaded it. In the business and political realms he tolerated them to further his and his groups goals, it was a sacrifice he made for victory. Yet he didn't feel like what Adekos was doing amounted to any of the above, it was downright foolish.

"Smart, go in a building before a fight with the enemy."

Daesumnor was sheathed for a moment, as if he needed it with the lightsaber hilts on his belt. Reading inside his cape, pulled something out he rarely did these days. It's dark power hummed against the gauntlet of Kreshh and his own. Hunger emanated from it, but so too did power. Adekos was a brilliant tactician, even if it meant sacrificing his spine.

Kryptus wanted power and blood, so he gave up his soul.

Then he slid on the Mask of Nihlus and stood there waiting.

Patricia Susan Garterhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/2984-patricia-susan-garter/ | Marek Starchaser |[member="Darth Carach"]| Adekos | Solan Charr | Veldar Tor'Vaas | Ashe Senari

 

[Miles Varden]

Reports had come in about a group of unwelcomed guests arriving on Geonosis with disdainful intent. Miles was on standby at the local drydock, working security. When he'd heard about there being Sith involved, he grabbed his gear and headed for the planets surface. It was a good day to be a Sith Hunter. He grabbed one of the new Whistler launchers that had been developed and stocked them with HV and HE and EMP shells.

Miles was entoute to the ground and radioed in to command of the incursion.


[member="Krasnaya Xue"] [member="Wan Min Brightsky"] [member="Thane Drexel"]

 

[Wan Min Brightsky]

[member="Adekos"] [member="Jacen Cavill"] [member="Miles Varden"]

Admiral Brightsky got the call from Mister Varden when she was in orbit aboard one of the new Skywalker Class Star Destroyers on its space trials. The recent nationalization call was something that she had been expecting, though the response was not something that she was quite prepared for. Min motioned for the gunner to target the droid foundry with a Hypervelocity Cannon. She calmly walked over and threw the toggle on the comm panel.

"Hostile forces inside the droid foundry, this is Admiral Brightsky. As legal representative of the Rebel Alliance in system, I hereby order you and your allies to vacate the premises immediately. We have a HVC currently targeted at your location on Geonosis. If you refuse to leave, we will level the building and leave a large foundry sized crater. I doubt even a Sith can survive a hypervelocity round fired from low orbit. There are no workers inside currently, just you. I give you thirty seconds to respond."

 

[Jacen Cavill]

[member="Wan Min Brightsky"] @Adekos @Miles Varden [member="Darth Carach"]


"Thank the Force I'm outside and planning on killing your forces." Kryptus reached deep inside and bent the Force to his will and made himself the axis of the universe. Blue eyes turned yellow and red behind the mask as he took a two-handed grip on his sword and got into a classic Djem-So stance with his blade high and to the left of his head. Despite his focus, he chuckled as he radioed the woman back.

"I may be a Sith, but blowing craters in an industrial world over a few guests hardly seems like smart strategy." Sarcasm rolled off his words as he stood far and away outside the foundry, far from the technology mortals used to make themselves feel adequate.

 

[Wan Min Brightsky]

[member="Jacen Cavill"]

Min chuckled slightly to herself as the Sith Lord responded to her. She looked over as the targeting station officer nodded. Clean lock.

"As if our sensors can't identify someone like yourself from the rest of those around you. Geonosis might have off-worlders now, but it isn't that many. I suggest leaving unless you want to enjoy looking at an HVC round up close and personal. From this distance the blast radius will be extremely large. You see, around there, the Geonosians are underground. You're on the surface. So at this point, I really have no reason not to order my Hypervelocity Cannon gunners to open up in a circular area of fifty kilometers around you and level the area."

"In addition, I'm not a fan of Sith visitors to our little corner of the galaxy. Did you get lost and forget where your corrupt masters on Coruscant were? Or did you just want to come down for a little fun? Either way, you and your compatriots are unwelcome on Geonosis and in Rebel Alliance territory. Make yourselves sparse."

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jacen Cavill"] [member="Darth Carach"] [member="Adekos"] [member="Wan Min Brightsky"]

Patricia sighed at the sheer arrogance the sith displayed, she snapped her fingers and the hundreds to droids across the facility snapped to to attention and shifted to create them a path, but there was one big problem. The sith were not going to just have peek around in the factory, they could wait in the lobby. Or better yet they could just leave now and that would be great because they were really starting to give Patricia's writer a massive headache.

"Listen, despite what the rebels just said I assure you this foundry is operated by Arakyd industries. Isley is willing to fight for our assets on the planet and I will do the same. Whether this threat be foreign or domestic, so you fine gentlemen need to leave right now before we are all blown to pieces by a hyper velocity cannon." Patricia said to the men in a firm voice.

The droids shifted position and a shuttle touched down outside of the foundries front door, it was the foundries shuttle that was owned by Arakyd but it would have to suffice to escort these sith to their ship so they could get to stepping.

"My employer will be in touch, I thank you for your visit." she said making sure to call herself a shuttle.

 

[Caulder Dune]

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"] | [member="Jacen Cavill"] | [member="Darth Carach"]

"Do you not understand that Arakyd Industries is an enemy of the Rebel Alliance?" Adekos inquired. "Do you not understand that this facility, of the company you work for, is about to be destroyed via orbital bombardment by the Rebel Alliance?"

Destroying large industrial foundries that were situated upon large, underground hive colonies had a nasty tendency to trigger cave collapses. Cave collapses tended to kill a lot of people. Frankly, Adekos wanted them to do it. He would find a way to survive, as would his companions. The Geonosians underground and around the facility, however? Well, the blood was on the hands of the Rebels. Disproportionate force seemed to be their call sign. Then maybe that would serve as a wake-up call to the Geonosians.

"I need you to pick your team already. Otherwise, I'm probably just going to kill you."

Droids were of little consequence to a man who could control them on a whim.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"] | [member="Marek Starchaser"] | [member="Jacen Cavill"] | [member="Adekos"] | [member="Solan Charr"] | [member="Veldar Tor'Vaas"] | [member="Ashe Senari"]​

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The Sith Lord wasn't really interested in long winded speeches on why this was a stupid idea.​

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'Do it.'​

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Was the only thing he replied over the comm.​

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[member="Wan Min Brightsky"]​

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Adekos"] [member="Darth Carach"]

"I am on Arakyd Industries side. I am on the rebels side. I am on your side. But most importantly, I am on my side. I am a business woman and I do not take kindly to your threats, my job is to make sure that no matter what happens to the Techno Union, or the Rebel Alliance, that Arakyd Industries assets are secured. If it means I have to work with these people to ensure that these facilities remain safe then I will do what it necessary, if I have to shoot them in their beds at night I will do what is necessary. It's not a very Jedi thing for me to say but I have a family mister sith, I don't suppose you understand that." she said to the sith in a calm voice.

"Things are not as simple as picking a side, the galaxy we live in is not what it used to be. Things are no longer black and white, now let me tell you whose side im leaning the most on right now. Myself and Arakyd Industries, as you know you have already dispersed the workers who lived under this foundry, there's no one here but us four and these droids. Do you think the rebels are going to choose me and a foundry they just nationalized over three very high valued targets, the answer is no. They will bomb this place, so leave now and let Arakyd Industries deal with our own problems." she showed them to the shuttle by way of gesture and hoped the got the message.

"Now I'm going to say this one more time before you get us all killed, and I'm going to say it slow so you can all understand me." she looked to her droids which all aimed their various slug throwers at the men. It was just them at the facility, the rebels could fire all day and not have to worry about bad PR

"Get. The Hell. Off. My. Build. Site."

 

[Jacen Cavill]

"Go ahead and nearly nuke this world," he made sure to pause before saying her rank.

"...Admiral."

Kryptus fully immersed himself in the dark side before marching slowly to the facility. All the while he stayed on the communicator in his armor. He waved to the Geonosians that had revolted and the thousands of workers followed him.

"Fire on the thousands of workers you seem to have forgotten about. Level fifty kilometers of a world for three people. Just don't underestimate the fact that your hyper velocity cannons will punch through bedrock. Or lie to me and say you can sense one life out of the billions on this planet."

He made it inside and stood next to Adekos.

"So please make this a bigger mess, I'll find you and make you wish you hadn't."

Wan Min Brightsky @Adekos @Miles Varden Darth Carach

 

[Caulder Dune]

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"] | [member="Jacen Cavill"] | [member="Darth Carach"]

"I suppose I shouldn't have expected you to recognize or understand a conflict of interest when you see one."

Adekos gestured, looking between all the droids that had just leveled their weapons at him. Some Sith found their talents more towards the brutal sort of warfare. Sith like Kryptus liked to run around crushing heads and hacking foes to bits with swords. Then there were Sith like Carach, who preferred to rely on mentalism and the fragility of the sapient psyche to win their battles. Then there was Marek, but no one had seen him fight in anything very recently so Adekos honestly had no idea what he could do. Somewhere between Carach and Marek on the spectrum of things people focused on, there was Adekos. And Adekos loved to focus on the technical side of things.

Mechu-Deru. Technopathy. Electronic manipulation. They all fell under the same umbrella, and it was an umbrella that he used fairly frequently. Especially when pitted against droids.

"My associates only chased off the few dozen workers you brought here to build defenses. They never entered this foundry to bother its employees; the doors didn't even open until recently. When your admiral opens fire- and she will open fire, she is sufficiently insane, -they will die. And that's not even speaking of the Geonosians who live in the cave systems underneath this foundry, which will almost certainly collapse as well. You work for these people. You support them. Shame on you."

The War Dogs were not particularly advanced droids, which meant they put up little fuss as Adekos' influence touched each of them. The Force was a mysterious and ill-understood thing. It could conjure storms, detonate stars, generate lightning. But now it was moving from droid to droid like a spirit, altering parameters and lines of code to suit Adekos' needs.

"The Rebels are nationalizing the utilities of this planet, Garter. That includes Arakyd." He continued. "Things may not always be black and white, but the issue of capitalism versus selectivism is the deepest black contrasted against the brightest white. You cannot prop up both and expect to endear yourself to either side. But I see I cannot make you understand. A pity. I was more hoping to drive you into one corner or the other, but it seems you lack the will to do so. Unfortunately, I said I would kill you, and I'll have to keep my word."

It was an eerie sound- dozens of servomotors moving in the same way at the same time all at once. The War Dogs, now under the influence of Adekos, turned on their heels to instead train their weapons on Garter.

"Shoot her."

They didn't hesitate.

Adekos remained entirely unconvinced the Rebels would actually bombard this foundry.

 

[Corey's OOC]

Darth Peregrus had been here the whole time. Literatlly, the whole time guys. Following [member="Jacen Cavill"] into [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]’s little house of horrors. Sure, [member="Adekos"] could go in, but he was the one who did talk. Darth Peregrus was, well he was here for moral support. And to fly around in his armor. And the way he was handling this? Well, he was looking out for everything and everyone.

That was until [member="Darth Carach"] egged on the illustrious [member="Wan Min Brightsky"]. Really? Fire on the foundry? Ha.

Just in standard style, he was staying to the side until he was needed. Maybe he should send a message out to Sasha, just in case they were murdered along with a city?

What was the worst that could happen?

 

[Krasnaya Xue]

Admiral Xue stood aboard Mothma, overlooking the red world below her--even redder than it had been upon their arrival mere months ago, both in political red and the red of the blood of her fallen comrades. This new incursion did not sit well with her.

Chief Brightsky had threatened to blow the foundry into a kilometers-long crater with hypervelocity rounds, but the Admiral of the Red Fleet had a less painful idea. "I want an ion bombardment, now!"

With portside facing the planet, all four heavy ion cannons of the Mothma-class destroyer were able to target the foundry below, inevitably deactivating its power grid and leaving whatever occupants and operations in silent darkness. Brilliant blue light flashed and triggered the bridge's automatic polarizing viewports to dampen the abrupt enhancement of light exposure as the beams drilled through the atmosphere and towards the foundry below.

The fire from the sky would certainly hurt the people within the factory, but no one should be dead.

"Deploy all ground-based fighters. Patrol and fire upon any enemies--no questions. Alert level is orange." Within the atmosphere of Geonosis, dozens and dozens of X-Wing and Corvus fighter craft would begin running watchdog patterns, gunning down any unauthorized landing craft and purging the surface of stray Techno Union (*cough* One Sith *cough*) encroachers.

[member="Adekos"], [member="Darth Carach"], [member="Jacen Cavill"], [member="Wan Min Brightsky"], [member="Patricia Susan Garter"], [member="Marek Starchaser"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Marek Starchaser"] [member="Adekos"] [member="Jacen Cavill"] [member="Krasnaya Xue"]

The sith who was clearly high on some sort of narcotic simply one post hand waved an entire foundry worth of droids onto his side, cause lol lol lol space magic. At least that's what he thought was going on in his coked out mind. However in reality the droids were still standing there with their weapons trained on the sith, sure he could maybe eventually manipulate the droids power sources into being exploding but controlling them, nope. As Dikembe Motumbo would say. "No no no." That sort of thing just didn't happen.

So Patricia just waited for the sith to get in the shuttle and go because they had disrupted things long enough. Because back in realism-ville things were getting more interesting

But then the facility was ioned blasted from orbit and all the droids were now shut off, Patricia would have to bill the rebels for the damages. So that happened, and now she might of been trapped here with the southern branch of the One Sith that couldn't stick with a name for more than two days.

 

[Davin Jusik]

Max sent his cigarette skittering across the launch deck when the Admiral's call reached his lovely little hole of a post. He'd been assisting with recovery operations and the proper allocation of certain Air Defense elements per his Squadron's orders. Deserting had been an interesting time.

"Well the fascist certainly didn't waste any time." Max shouted to his newly assigned gunner, a middle aged Twilek by the name of Nilim. She only nodded a reply as she situated herself in her proper position within the Longshot Bomber. Max cursed as he strapped himself in and began following launching procedure, syncing comms with the small contingent of other pilots around him. A few X-Wings and another Longshot. He had a bad feeling about what was to come.

The group was skybound.

[member="Adekos"], [member="Darth Carach"], [member="Jacen Cavill"], [member="Wan Min Brightsky"], [member="Patricia Susan Garter"], [member="Marek Starchaser"]

 

[Jairus Starvald]

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"] | [member="Marek Starchaser"] | [member="Jacen Cavill"] | [member="Adekos"] | [member="Solan Charr"] | [member="Veldar Tor'Vaas"] | [member="Ashe Senari"] | [member="Krasnaya Xue"] ​

Ah… so many problems, so few time to discuss it all. One of the problems was Patricia’s clear lack of knowledge when it came to the art of Mechu-Deru, something which Adekos has utilized and mastered for many a year now. He had been known to take over droids and other technical matters in a variety of battles, his technique had never failed to miss its target.

Until now, when his Mastery of the Force literally ran into the Mastery of Ignorance displayed by the blonde momma girl, it seemed her mastery was strong enough to literally bend the laws of reality and retain control over the droids.

Somehow.

Which was quite irrelevant really with what came next. You see, regardless of what some admiral bigwig up in the air was thinking… a capital-grade ion bombardment wasn’t exactly healthy for organics. It was enough of a threat that it set off all the alarm pings in Carach’s mind, precog and all that gave him just enough time to react in one brilliant manner.

His hand lashed out and touched Cavill’s shoulder, his other hand grabbed Ardik’s arm and he really hoped Starchaser would be quick enough to touch either Ardik, him or Cavill. The brilliant manner was brilliant because Cavill was the wielder of the gauntlet of Kressh the Younger. A powerful Sith artifact that could create barriers that made people impervious to just about anything.

Carach’s might added to that gauntlet, as probably did Ardik’s and Starchaser’s. Four Sith Lords and an ancient Sith Artifact did do just enough that none of them would turn into potatoes.

Because regardless of what Xue thought, an ionic bombardment would fry nervous systems, brains and whatnot. At worst you were looking at death, at best? A pretty long coma from which return was only dubious.

The problem was?

None of the Geonosians or Patricia for that matter had the protection the four Sith Lords possessed, which was to say that Carach still felt the ionic discharge that coursed through his body and caused him incredible agony. A spark of what the rest of the facility would receive though.

In short, the Rebel Alliance had just caused a plethora of poor Geonosians - the very same sentients they were claiming to protect - to either expire or go into a long coma, caused massive damage to Arakyd property and just because a few Techno Union bigwigs had been interested to have a conversation with another member of the Techno Union.

Huh, not all that brilliant.

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jacen Cavill"] [member="Adekos"] [member="Marek Starchaser"] [member="Darth Carach"]

Patricia still clinging on to life made her exit from the foundry that was pretty much worthless now due to an ion bombardment and left to go fortify other places.

Spoiler

Yup pretty much done here, it was terrible to thread with you folks. Let's not do it again some time

 

[Jacen Cavill]

After watching Adekos use his power of mechu-deru combined with his implants in a totally legitimate use of the Force, he turned off the comm unit. It was one thing to listen to mission relevant data, or to negotiate. What this equated to was children playing multiplayer video games and feeling large due to their distant proximity and a limited skill set in life that only allowed them to press a few buttons correctly digital opponents.

No, the true men were the Sith on the ground ready to fight. Wasn't that a hilarious notion? So far they had only walked around, well there was that one Genosian. Yet orbital bombardment was the strategy now because the men were Sith Lords? Talk about trying to kill an insect with a bazooka because it was in your house walking around. Yet, only the Dark Lords could see that what was happening as excessive force, and quite illegal.

Genocide didn't sit well with most governments. He would personally know, he was guilty of it.

Not this time.

The ion shots hit, and electricity flared against him. His Force body flared, along with Kressh's gauntlet. Being touched by the other Lords, the field stretched and weakened his protection. Crucitorn was the only reason he didn't scream as he kept his eyes locked in the woman who was somehow still alive despite every droid and organic shorting out, dying, or going night night. Soon the electricity faded, and the grip on his massive shoulder was released.

Not so fast...

Force speed was one of his only abilities and he became a blur of speed as he got infront of [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]. Daesumnor was pointed right st her, it's hunger ever raging.

"I don't think so."

Adekos Marek Starchaser Darth Carach. [member="Krasnaya Xue"]