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Joker's take all (Battle Royale)

Isis rounded a corner and ran smack into a fist full of battle droids, obviously the only ones to be activated weren't the droideka's and as she pulled her saber before the BD's could judge the situation she activated it and found the droids were confused but Isis stood her ground and that's when a heavily armored commander droid came into the front and looked to them and then raised his hands This is master, roger-roger somehow the droids figured they could turncoat and side with the sith, or it's because when they were alive their programming was sith coding so maybe now they think of her as a commander or general ROGER-ROGER! came the bellow from the other 10 battle droids and they lowered their weapons General we have orders to escort you through the battle field, Code 46.2-G it admitted in it's electronic voice.

she could do nothing but be amazed and then lowered her guard slowly and deactivated her own saberstaff Commander, there is an emergency control valve around here.... before she could finish he looked at his men and they ran off Follow me General, Roger he said as he too ran off and she followed them.
 

Droideka 0793

Guest
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Droideka was... confused... he hadn't meant to discharge perhaps he needed to recalibrate. Three points of flesh seemed damage, but there must have been a shield of some sort present. His blaster cannon would normally have decimated an opponent with three direct hits, but he was very pleased it had not. He didn't even mean to fire in the first place. It was an odd day for droideka. Luckily with the blast doors on full lock down there was no way to get in until the opened the doors. The blast door gave him an idea though.

Master suggestion: Close off all blast doors that do not lead to the shuttle bay. Conclusion: All organics will have to flee
@[member="Andreas Wintergreen"]@[member="Xardus Folidaar"]@[member="Isis Fontana"]@[member="Jorus Merrill"]
 
Jorus deactivated the cell containing @[member="Mia Monroe"] and @[member="Darren Shaw"]. They would both be able to leave if necessary.

@[member="Xardus Folidaar"]'s injuries were, perhaps, figments of his imagination, or he'd run into some bit of piping too hard -- the droideka hadn't fired.

As for @[member="Andreas Wintergreen"], his problems were a little more severe. Isis and her monsters had been repelled at the double-thick, hardlocked blast doors by the simple fact that Jorus had vented the entire surrounding region to space. In fact, all rooms and corridors surrounding the bridge had long since been reduced to hard vacuum, broken only by the occasional frozen monster. The bridge doors, for example, were blocked not only by double-locked doors but by the frozen corpse of an immense krayt dragon. The ambitious Sith Apprentice would find no targets for his repeating blaster or EMP grenade, seeing as he had no way to get through the door, or even get close to the bridge, without dealing with the hard vacuum. And it wasn't just one little room, oh no. Seeing as Isis had been chased out of the core ship by the successive depressurization of large portions of the vessel, the majority of stuff outside the bridge door had become hard vacuum a good while ago, right up to the boundary between the core ship and the rest of the Lucrehulk.

No, Andreas wouldn't be getting within half a mile of the bridge without work and a space suit. And even then, he was about to run into difficulties.

Along with quite a few other people on the ship. Or, rather, ships.

See, prior to the Clone Wars but after the Battle of Naboo, the Trade Federation had come under severe sanctions. They had been required to disassemble their fleet of modified Lucrehulks, and had done so by converting their central spheres into modules with the possibility to become autonomous. The modification had become standard throughout the Clone Wars, and promptly forgotten by people who didn't know old cargo ships inside and out. Through the droideka, Jorus already had access to security; now that Isis and company had been chased from the core module -- she'd run a long way to find that control panel that was far outside the sphere -- he tapped into another internal system.

And the sphere broke away from the rest of the Lucrehulk, leaving maybe a hundred metres of empty space between itself and the ring where every single other person on the ship fought or plotted.

Jorus was besieged. There'd be no getting to Mia, not just yet. Feth.

@EVERYONE
As the core ship broke away from the rest of the Lucrehulk, the radiation alarms ceased to blare, and Jorus's direct access to the Lucrehulk's security systems ended. However, with the core ship physically separated from the rest of the vessel, Isis would no longer be able to cut the power. The core ship's own ancient reactors provided that, fitfully and unreliably. Isis had disabled the core ship's hyperdrive, of course, along with the Lucrehulk's main drive, but that was a problem for another moment. The core ship floated a hundred metres away from where it had been mated to the rest of the vessel. Others, sich as Andreas Wintergreen at the boundary between the ships, would feel an immense but brief rumbling.
 
Isis watched as the core of the ship floated away and glared at the male, she then turned toward her own droids and ordered them to follow her, this had now become a matter of cat and mouse, as she rounded corners fast she made it to her own personal wasp-class and boarded it before the ship started being a vucuum disaster, she then ordered the ship to turn around and got to the command bridge Hail that idiot, where the kriff does he think he is going in that death trap? she asked and then the comms came on hey mother-kriffer, get yor bantha hide back here and reconnect that thing... You have one standard minute to comply or I will shoot you down, understood? she ordered and then waited for him to comply.

Captain in no more than 30 seconds use heavy fire to take that ship down. she ordered as he captain nodded and went to see to the orders.

@[member="Jorus Merrill"]
 
(OOC: I was sure the droid shot him o_O)

Xardus got up and dusted himself off, looking around. The man with the shotgun had freed Darren, but he still remained wary of him. "Darren! You okay?" He walked over to the dark Jedi, looking to see if he had any wounds, or better, if he had beaten any into his opponent.

@[member="Darren Shaw"] @[member="Jorus Merrill"]
 
The pistol flew out of the Manda's grasp and onto the floor away from her. My powers were once again blocked, but that made way for my uppercut to make contact. Spittle flew from her mouth as her head flung upwards. A grin spread across my face as she spat at me, blood drops getting somewhat into my eyeslits. I was kicked up and triped onto my back less than a second later. I knew that she would be tying to end me soon. Only did she look up to see something that was rolling our way.

Droids that could shape into balls the size of a standing child. I could only smile wider. Mia just left me there and tried to find some cover while I with the force grabbed them with the force and threw them down the hallway to slam into eachother and the walls. Seeimgly on cue the shield to keep us in the room went down. I looked up at the woman and ran for the door. There was no way that I was going to be left on this ship again. Yet I still had to prove myself. I stopped before the door and faced her. "I'm letting you live. To prove to you that I am not as bad as you may think."

I stepped out and as per the sirens were blaring tried to head for the bridge as the only possible people that could be there, would be Isis, or the unknown man that Mia was talking to before the fight. As I walked away the alarms stopped followed by shaking that made my trip over myself
@[member="Mia Monroe"] @[member="Jorus Merrill"]
 

Droideka 0793

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Tim... yes Tim... watched the controls of the super computer in the middle of the bridge. Walking over in his odd gait the droideka integrated himself into the mainframe. With the sudden massive influx of data droida...tim... used the super computer to access the gun controls. Isis had already started the refit on the weaponry and between some of the reinstalled guns by the Fringe and some that still were in working condition he had a few hundred turbolasers under his control. Drawing a bead on the oncoming ship he pulled the perverbal trigger, and let the storm began.

@[member="Jorus Merrill"]@[member="Isis Fontana"]
 
Mia didn't have time to contemplate Darren's words, she didn't have time to let her rage consume her and give chase, to make him pay for everything. She turned her back on him and ran through the hangars, heading back for the Veil. More sprinting took her to the bridge of the ship, nestled in the centre and she slid into the pilots seat, hands working madly to release her from the docking bay, the tracer flashing in her hand as she guided Liberty's veil towards the Core of the lucrehulks as it moved from the rest of the ship.

Jorus would have seen her coming, she picked a docking bay, smoothly sliding her home into place, secure and with a friend, she sat back and let out a breath shutting down the ship once more and beginning a slow wander towards the command center.

@[member="Jorus Merrill"]
 
As a side note, @[member="Darren Shaw"] would find no remaining route to the bridge, as a hundred metres of hard vacuum separated the ship (where his cell had been remotely opened) from the core module.

It would take Isis a good bit of time to get to a small ship, get back to her big Wasp-class Heavy Cruiser, and line up to control the situation. Time that Jorus was spending...meditating, in the bridge of a core ship that contained him, Xardus Folidaar, a droideka, and nobody else. Xardus had plenty of time to take a small vessel off the core ship, or whatever he would like to do; Jorus wasn't about to chase him off.

When Isis finally got to her capital ship and started her thirty-second ultimatum-powered countdown, Jorus had already been meditating for a good few minutes, long enough for Mia's ship to get aboard. When the droideka began to fire all those turbolasers, he opened his eyes. The droideka, who lacked photoreceptors, might perceive bizarre sensor readings. If Xardus had stuck around, he might see Jorus's eyes glow with hyperspace light.

He'd never jumped a ship this size, not even with sustained meditation like this. And he could do nothing like his top speed. But Class Ten, equivalent to a backup hyperdrive? He could hit a speed like that with a ship like this, after meditation. That was feasible.

As the droideka's turbolasers hammered the Wasp -- and perhaps the heavy cruiser was firing back; he wouldn't have been surprised, but his mind was elsewhere -- Jorus leaped the core ship to hyperspace without a hyperdrive.
 
In his personal tri-fighter, Andreas remarked his opponent's genious in blocking off the core ship and stealing it. Truly brilliance. He would have done it himself (no, seriously. You stole my plan, @[member=Jorus Merrill]) had he not been caught up in battle. Shame on him for doubting the brain-power of his opponents to the extent that he never though of one of them having his same thoughts. Well, time to see how this plays out. Nothing better to do with his day, after all. He flies out of the Lucrehulk and after the main ship tagging a safe distance behind @[member=Isis Fontana] and her fleet. This light show will be to die for
 
Sargon found the entire situation to be simply going out the window. He wasn't sure what to do but he did know one thing. This was a two stage ship and as such there was more then one command and control centers. The venting of the ship had left him with an open pat to pretty much any portion of the rear of the ship, and as the control center wasn't close to any of the hangers he was good. Running past a series of battle droids who were for some reason shooting at each other, and a pair of bounty hunters who had far more interest in getting out then playing with him Sargon finally burst into the control center.

Sealing the blast doors as he attempted to take a few last deep breathes he cursed the lack of oxygen. The ship had become a vacuum almost and only the oxygen tank within his suit had allowed him to survive it this long. Slamming his hand against the emergency button which brought the double set of blast doors slamming down he knew he was at least safe. The second problem was going to be the oxygen issue. The consoles were already powering up as its main authority from the bridge was no simply, gone.

Even as he turned the oxygen on and started the ship to seal up he couldn't imagine the damage done by the freezing vacuum and battles. He didn't even know where to start, but he saw someone on a monitor who might. ::Lord Valik, care to come met me in the ring's control center? I think we have a mutually benifical situation::
@[member="Valik"]
 
And theregoes the hyperdrive. Well, there were still people left to kill over in that ring. The tournament was till being held afterall. His lone tri-fighter made it into the ring of the Lukrehulk just before the blast doors closed on him. Using the vents (oddly enough, they seemed like they've been used too many times before), he came upon the secondary control center. He found someone already there.He made no hostile action, simply asked this time @[member=Sargon Vynea]

"You a contestant?"
 

Valik

Professor of Alchemy
Valik wasn't really quite sure what was going on, but oxygen had been vented out of the ringship, and he felt a massive use of the Force, as if something had just used the Force to jump into hyperspace. A fascinating concept really, one he might have to explore later, but one he also suspected he wasn't capable of. The Force simply didn't seem to give to many talents to one person, and Valik's gift of Sith Alchemy was his unique state.

He obtained a message from the Zabrak @[member="Sargon Vynea"], and scowled. He told the man not to use his real name when they were on this expedition. He'd have to make sure those who heard it were dead by the end of it, which wasn't that much of a problem in and of itself, but still had it's own issues.

"Convering to your location." He sent a message to the Zabrak, as he moved swiftly, force enhancing his step. He was by no means a master of speed, but every little bit helped he supposed.
 
Sargon kept himself busy as Valik made his way into to the command center. Accessing the computer her began to go through what controls he did understand, but as far activating the ring's hyperdrive he was more then a bit out of sorts. His first act was simply and set the ship to closing all the hanger bays and activating numerous blast doors throughout the ship. He did however leave a path open for @[member="Darren Shaw"] straight to his own ship, and left his hanger active giving him a clear way out.

Searching through the internal security he attempted to shut down the not so small army of insane droids but without the droid control computer in the sphere it was hopeless to control them completely. With oxygen slowly filling the ship and the freezing cold of the void slowly warming Sargon began the sequence to activate the ring's weapons and shields. The control center was in the center rear leaving at around a kilometer for anyone who would be traveling towards him from the shuttle bay so he'd had plenty of time to warm up the ship.

Seeing Valik arrive on the monitor Sargon opened it for the briefest of moments before sealing it back off. "I know, Lord Valik, no names, but I also didn't know if you suit was equipped to face the vacuum of space. We've got an opportunity here, and honestly I forgot your fake name." Above his head he heard the arrival of @[member="Andreas Wintergreen"] as he came out of the vent. Amazing how large these things must be for a ship that only had twenty crew.

"You a contestant?"

Without response Sargon circled to the man's left leaving Valik on his right. "I am, but you weren't." Circling further Sargon moved towards his rear, he'd only be able to face one opponent at a time. If they struck together the intruder would have no chance or retort. Once he was on the complete opposite side of @[member="Valik"] he would strike, a quick thrust towards the heart. This insane match had gone on long enough.
 

Valik

Professor of Alchemy
As Valik made his way to the control system he used his Sonomax to deter the various droids and beasts that could survive in the vacuum, until he made his way to the bridge. Sargon, seemingly realizing his mistake, apologized for addressing him by his real name, and mentioned that he had forgotten his alter ego. As he arrived he spotted @[member="Andreas Wintergreen"] emerge from a vent in the ceiling, to which Sargon gave the man distance and circled around him, to a spot opposite of where Valik had come in.

"I don't know who you are boy, but you're out of your league." He said, before throwing his SonoMax rifle at the man, enhanced by the force of telekinesis it would come towards the man hard and fast with enough force to crack a rib or two. While the rifle was coming towards him as a projectile he ran towards the man, igniting his crimson saber in his right hand and slashing it in such a way where it would come up from the bottom of the man's left rib cage and slice up through his right shoulderblade if unhindered. In truth it wasn't the fastest of blows, and would likely be parried, but that didn't matter, for from Valik's left hand emerged a torrent of lightning, aimed at the man's right hip.
 
If it were his style, Andreas would be smiling right about now. He loves a fight. Using force speed, the projectile coming at him slowed down tremendously, and so did everything around him. He knew of the draining effects of such a technique so he utilized it only in a quick burst, enough to duck below it (which would cause the gun to continue towards Sargon and either stop his attack to defend against it or be damaged by it, either way his attack would be interupted by the speeding projectile) while simultaneously activating his own darksaber as @[member=Valik], the man who threw the gun, activates his lightsaber seemingly in slow motion and swipes at him. Deactivating force speed, he swiped his swiped the black blade of his darksaber opposite of Valik's own, batting it aside. But this was not his only move. While he did this, he also reached for his sword hand and grabbed it as soon as the blade was deflected, putting it under his control. Not a long time afterwards, he detected some muscle movement and brought his attention to his left hand, which proceeded to shoot lightning at him. He made no move to stop this as his suit was insulated and would not allow the electricity to pass through and harm him. He used the position of his darksaber to his advantage and slashed at Valik, aiming to slice into his ribcage. Unless the man could somehow release his hand from Andreas' grip in time, there was no probability of a parry and his rib was wide open.

Afterwards, whether he succeeded in hitting him or not, he would swiftly pivot around and aim a powerful two handed slash down @[member=Sargon Vynea]'s chest. These two had done themselves a great mistake in engaging him in close combat.
 
Sargon thrust his sword as planned and as @[member="Andreas Wintergreen"] had ignored the enemy to his rear in facing @[member="Valik"] it should have pierced right through him cutting into his shoulder, and likely leaving @[member="Andreas Wintergreen"] in great pain. "I would surrender and leave alive, there is no shame in fleeing before a master of the Sith"
 

Valik

Professor of Alchemy
Valik noticed immediately that not only was his lightning blocked but that the apprentice seemed to have unnatural speed and strength, as if the man wasn't a Sith Lord somehow. Such disrespect, it'd be dealt with. As the man grabbed his wrist Valik poured himself over into Psychometry, and saw the armor's creation, it's blueprints, and gained knowledge of it's inner workings. Funnily, even as a master alchemist he never figured a piece of armor like that would fit in the natural universe, after all there were several precedents against it, but oh well. He'd adapt.

Using the Force to violently push himself away from the apprentice, shattering his wrist grip and evading the slice Valik now had some distance on the soldier. Concentrating the Force in his right hand he gripped it together fiercely, and crushed the spare oxygen tank on the man's armor. Once that was done he began entering various codes into the control console, venting atmosphere from the bridge and putting a number of firewalls into the console. @[member="Andreas Wintergreen"] would not be able to able to bypass them unless he was a dedicated slicer, as Valik was not the best in slicing and firewalls, but he still rather high up there as a result as his general knowledge of all things in the sciences. The man would have a minute and a half, two at the most, before he ran out of oxygen and passed out. His options were to run, or stay here and die.
 
Soon as he was forced away, Andreas did an acrobatic flip, landing on his feet in a crouch ready for action. Looking up, he noticed @[member=Valik] holding his hand out and proceeding to make a fist. In his experience, he knew very well what was coming next. But insted of feeling a clasp around his throat, his HUD notified him of his tank being crushed.
What? How did he...
Then he remembers sensing the man using the force once his hand was clasped. Kark, he must've found out about it somehow. He couldn't react fast enough to save his tank, but he did hold out a hand to force choke the master to provide a distraction while he fired a few bolts from his repeat blaster aimed at his general body. He had not forgotten about the other guy and was always ready for evasive maneuvers.
 

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