Mascara and Ewoks (Jayce Pryde Invades Endor)

[Jayce Pryde]

Bright lights pop into existance at the edge of space around the forest moon of Endor, As a small fleet commanded by Darth Syn himself dropped out of hyperspace on a direct flight path towards the moon.

This small fleet consisted of two super stardestroyers, three corvettes, five frigates filled to the brim with clone troops and battle droids and a single YT-2400 freighter... The Black Star, The ship piloted by the Sith himself.

"Alright my dudes, these schuttas dont want to give up their chokehold on Endor..... So we're gonna break their hands for them. His tone was firm yet still held that cocky southern swag to it. Pushimg the accelerators forward sent the Black Star screaming towards the planet.... Frigates get those troops to the surface at the coordinates given and then get back to assist the Corvettes and the Supers..... Endor shall be ours on this day lads


Objectives

A. Kick the feth out of the First Order fleet monkies.

B. Help protect the Ewoks.

C. Help the Ewoks kick the feth out of First Order ground troops.

Spoiler

[member="Cyrus Tregessar"] [member="Robogeber"] [member="Veena Reshma"] [member="Sibar Laval"] [member="Natasi Fortan"]

 

[The Hive Mind]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zLrCTUHht0I​

The opposite side of the planet, a good distance out. Through a burst of orange mineral sediment, clouds of dust trailing behind it. A small ship emerged, a ragtag freighter with the words do or die on the front. No weapons much to speak of. Just a great big pirate thumbs up on the side, probably a black flag, some loud music, and the scent of spice trailing out the back. Tributes to the Sith pirates of old, long may the old gits rest in pieces.

Pirates with eyeshadow surely as black as night, and guts at least as great as most pilots under Mr Pryde today. The VCX 100 freighter seemed nothing much of any importance. A little insignificant ship. Rocked along in the galaxies currents of great powers, and large armadas. Barely worth notice.

There was something in the main cargobay inside the ship. Something interesting. Curiosity. Some very valuable DNA on ice. Rich and potent, the gene bank inside the freighter was positively brimming with genetic potential. It was also carrying some containers as the ship was prone to do below it, but more on those later.

Eyes. Attention. Focus on that place. Where it was didn’t matter. The concept of one irrelevant. Even the place was just a gap where the Hive wasn’t yet. The mind saw potential within the disconnection and disharmony.

Something was coming.

[member="Jayce Pryde"]​