Progflaw99
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"No, and I'll tell you why. I've scrapped together almost ten years on the border worlds, I've earned my rest. Several more and I'll be sitting pretty in some posh loft in Avalonia." The dream could almost be pictured as the man explained why he didn't care if he was on some boring backwater world. Nestled between the Unknown Regions and the Outer Rim, Queravert IV was the site of a deep space listening outpost which stayed in orbit around the watery world. Considered the armpit of the Empire, those worlds on the edge of space had birthed a plague upon the Order only a few years past.
The Ssi-Ruuvi Imperium. Ferocious creatures with aggressive minds. Drawn forth from the world of Lwhekk, they had unleashed their hordes upon the First Order and brought her to her knees. The Occupation of Dosuun had been a short affair and while the wounds healed quickly, scars yet remained. And itched - or so it seemed. New construction along the Galactic Western Border had boomed. From space stations to planetary development it seemed the First Order was trying to do everything it could to prevent a full on recession. The rumor had already spread outside of its borders. A "Post War Recession" they were calling it. The two men seated at the consoles of the small listening post didn't have opinions on the matter - in fact, the way the older of the two saw it, he was being paid to not have an opinion.
"I spose 'at makes sense enough." the younger man frowned. "One man's trash..." he didn't finish the idiom but shrugged as his eyes scanned the dark screen in front of him. A few silent moments passed before he pushed his nose closer, almost against the screen. "Yew see 'at?" A crooked finger tapped the screen as he squinted harder. Beside him the elder man shuffled, eyes joining the younger at the dark screen for a moment. "What are you on about lad?" Struggling, the man pushed down the glasses further on his nose and peered over their edge. "Thar et iz agin. See?" Wide as saucers their eyes widened as a solitary blip appeared. Alone at first, then another and another. The breath caught between the two as they tried to make sense of what they saw. Stuttering, the younger of the two spoke. "S-s-ssi Ruuk..." Though just as surprised as his young counterpart the elder had the benefit of experience, instinct driving his reaction. In a matter of seconds he'd pressed the one button he was told never never to press - except in circumstances such as this. "By the gods..." he whispered as the few blips turned into several, the several turned into many, the many turned into a... well, he wasn't sure what came next but it was more than he'd ever seen.
Priority Alpha. Whisper Initiative. Alert Level I.
Unusual Activity Detected. GSM West.
Report: Multiple unidentified objects detected in orbit of planet Furia. Weak energy signals detected. Consistent with Known Ssi-Ruuvi Imperium Vessel signatures. Suspect enemy battle fleet, numbers suggest several dozen capital ships. See enclosures for additional collected data and calculations.
Recommendations: For Immediate Review & Action
It was a brisk pace with which Colonel Rolf Amsel strode through the corridors of the FIV Executioner. With the FIV Concordia in dry dock and its fate yet undecided, the Grand Moff had resumed her post upon the bridge of the Supreme Leader's own Resurgent-class Star Destroyer. She hadn't been the only one. The First Imperial Shock Trooper Legion had taken up garrison within her bulkhead. The report had just come in. Unfortunately for the Colonel, it was his duty to inform the leader of their government. Or at least, the more prominent of the two. Sieger had always been a bit of a shadow, taking small steps into the spotlight for only several seconds at best.
The Commanding Officer of the First Legion didn't have any more time to wander in his thoughts, the subtle chirp as he paged the Grand Moff's chambers from the corridor interrupting. "Colonel Amsel for her Excellency, the Grand Moff. Priority Alpha." Rolf had an inkling he knew how it was going to play out, as such he'd already cut orders to the Legion. Prepare for war.
Notes:
1. This is a semi-DM’d thread - I encourage you to PM me with questions as there are certain points within this story where I will be interjecting and providing limited narrative towards an end.
2. The initial idea is that some groups of writers will fit within certain objectives, though no one is locked in to one or the other. It will make sense for anyone to be investigating the vessels in orbit, or being a part of the ground team investigating the suspected Ssi-Ruuvi Installation in the center of a dense jungle. Please gather yourselves into groups and get scheming. If you have questions or would like more direction, please reach out to me and I’m more than willing to help!
P.S. I will be updating the OP with updates as the story unfolds so anyone who isn't comfortable joining now, will be able to jump in whenever they can and have an idea of what's going on/what's known or unknown.
The Ssi-Ruuvi Imperium. Ferocious creatures with aggressive minds. Drawn forth from the world of Lwhekk, they had unleashed their hordes upon the First Order and brought her to her knees. The Occupation of Dosuun had been a short affair and while the wounds healed quickly, scars yet remained. And itched - or so it seemed. New construction along the Galactic Western Border had boomed. From space stations to planetary development it seemed the First Order was trying to do everything it could to prevent a full on recession. The rumor had already spread outside of its borders. A "Post War Recession" they were calling it. The two men seated at the consoles of the small listening post didn't have opinions on the matter - in fact, the way the older of the two saw it, he was being paid to not have an opinion.
"I spose 'at makes sense enough." the younger man frowned. "One man's trash..." he didn't finish the idiom but shrugged as his eyes scanned the dark screen in front of him. A few silent moments passed before he pushed his nose closer, almost against the screen. "Yew see 'at?" A crooked finger tapped the screen as he squinted harder. Beside him the elder man shuffled, eyes joining the younger at the dark screen for a moment. "What are you on about lad?" Struggling, the man pushed down the glasses further on his nose and peered over their edge. "Thar et iz agin. See?" Wide as saucers their eyes widened as a solitary blip appeared. Alone at first, then another and another. The breath caught between the two as they tried to make sense of what they saw. Stuttering, the younger of the two spoke. "S-s-ssi Ruuk..." Though just as surprised as his young counterpart the elder had the benefit of experience, instinct driving his reaction. In a matter of seconds he'd pressed the one button he was told never never to press - except in circumstances such as this. "By the gods..." he whispered as the few blips turned into several, the several turned into many, the many turned into a... well, he wasn't sure what came next but it was more than he'd ever seen.
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Priority Alpha. Whisper Initiative. Alert Level I.
Unusual Activity Detected. GSM West.
Report: Multiple unidentified objects detected in orbit of planet Furia. Weak energy signals detected. Consistent with Known Ssi-Ruuvi Imperium Vessel signatures. Suspect enemy battle fleet, numbers suggest several dozen capital ships. See enclosures for additional collected data and calculations.
Recommendations: For Immediate Review & Action
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It was a brisk pace with which Colonel Rolf Amsel strode through the corridors of the FIV Executioner. With the FIV Concordia in dry dock and its fate yet undecided, the Grand Moff had resumed her post upon the bridge of the Supreme Leader's own Resurgent-class Star Destroyer. She hadn't been the only one. The First Imperial Shock Trooper Legion had taken up garrison within her bulkhead. The report had just come in. Unfortunately for the Colonel, it was his duty to inform the leader of their government. Or at least, the more prominent of the two. Sieger had always been a bit of a shadow, taking small steps into the spotlight for only several seconds at best.
The Commanding Officer of the First Legion didn't have any more time to wander in his thoughts, the subtle chirp as he paged the Grand Moff's chambers from the corridor interrupting. "Colonel Amsel for her Excellency, the Grand Moff. Priority Alpha." Rolf had an inkling he knew how it was going to play out, as such he'd already cut orders to the Legion. Prepare for war.
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OOC:
Hello! Welcome aboard for the first thread in our series in an effort to bring a new take on the First Order and its ongoing effort to bring Order to the galaxy! As you can see, the First Order has detected what appears to be a Ssi-Ruuvi battlefleet within striking distance of the First Order's Western border! Listening posts along the Western Frontier have reported that the signals are consistent with known Ssi-Ruuvi energy signatures. According to preliminary scans, it appears they are in orbit around the world of Furia. Curiously, the signals are weakened. A Ssi-Ruuvi deception? A staging ground for a renewed assault against the Order? Whatever it is, it is a direct threat to the safety and security of the First Order and must be resolved.
Notes:
1. This is a semi-DM’d thread - I encourage you to PM me with questions as there are certain points within this story where I will be interjecting and providing limited narrative towards an end.
2. The initial idea is that some groups of writers will fit within certain objectives, though no one is locked in to one or the other. It will make sense for anyone to be investigating the vessels in orbit, or being a part of the ground team investigating the suspected Ssi-Ruuvi Installation in the center of a dense jungle. Please gather yourselves into groups and get scheming. If you have questions or would like more direction, please reach out to me and I’m more than willing to help!
P.S. I will be updating the OP with updates as the story unfolds so anyone who isn't comfortable joining now, will be able to jump in whenever they can and have an idea of what's going on/what's known or unknown.
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