"What A Phriking Disaster!" XXX Rated!

[Clovis Torcularis]

The moment my ship, The Dirge, dropped out of hyperspace I knew this adventure in stealing was a bad idea. All around the planet of Demonsgate was a mass fleet of warships, none of which looked entirely welcoming. Now I'm no crack pilot, I mean even the lowliest pilot could probably shoot me out of the sky, adding a mark of a kill to the side of their ship. But I knew my ship, sorta, and was able to tuck and roll, dodge and weave, and dive headlong toward the surface of Demonsgate. Luckily for me, what appeared to be a potential nose-dive crash landing turned into a skidding halt across the unpleasant surface of the planet.

Shutting my ship down, leaving only the basics in stasis, I quickly departed my ship with lightsaber in hand ready to fight to the death. But what I saw instead of foes were several two legged, slimy creatures that croaked a few times and went back to catching buzzing insects with their extremely long tongues. Yes, I was jealous. Not about the slimy part but about their lengthy tongues. If I had a tongue that long, I could, er, nevermind.

Taking stock of my surrounding area, and feeling that I had won the first battle, I replaced my weapon back on my side. "Chalk one up for the bad guys," I said pumping my fist into the air. Again I was rewarded with more croaking. I looked down at the creatures and shrugged. "Whatever. Oh look! Here comes extinction," I said stepping through them. They responded with more annoying croaking and that is why I failed as a comedian. No respect!

Now back to the story.

I knew there was a phrik mine somewhere, but due to my unfortunate change of landing spots I had to search for it. I brought out my datapaad, the nifty one that comes with a free map app, and mentally frowned that it had somehow became damaged. I placed my hands on my hip, trying to think how that happened. Well, I decided if I walked far enough that I would discover this mine.

So that's what I did, walking tall to the soothing sounds of croaking behind me.

[member="Seras Goto"]


OOC: Whomever joins this thread, be respectable.

 

[Darth Hashira]

((Name change coming soon, I apologize))

Apokalypsi the Unforgiven had stalked a Sith Acolyte here hoping to kill or as a last resort, convert him. Apokalypsi ship was configured to make a dangerous hyperspace jump past the warships closer than recommended. With a bit of good calculating and a pinch of luck the jump was successful and the ship's autopilot kicked in, dropping to the surface. The Ship landed a few hectometers away from [member="Clovis Torcularis"] ship was.

After a bit of stalking, Apokalypsi was close behind the Sith Acolyte. He did not make his move yet, instead he merely watched. The creature was force null, so outside of movement detection it would be difficult, but not impossible, to sense him. The mutated Gen'Dai observed the serene learner, he wanted so bad to jump out and land a lethal blow but he waited for the perfect moment.

After a bit more walking, Apokalypsi made a horrible mistake. Too busy watching the learner, he walked into a tree. Due to his size and weight, the tree collapsed making an extremely loud noise. Apokalypsi waited in a ready combat stance, for whatever would happen next.

 

[Zaiden Dean]

With a White Current driven invisiblility cloak over his Cruiser, Matreya dropped from Hyperspace then nodded, "I guess I owe Damien. He was right. This fleet could easily have shot us out of the skies. Let's just maintain, and let the gravity pull us in." The Kensûrai Archer stated softly. Instantly the engines were cut, and they drifted along the space for quite a while.

It could take much longer than anyone wanted, and did, but in the end, it made sure that his concentration needn't be the heaviest. Without so much for a ships sensors to pick up on, it made hiding their presence that much easier.

While the ship slowly began to descend, Valashu checked the nearest desk. On top in an orderly position was his Compound Bow, his stocked Quiver, a small vial holding a needle with the tip housing Rokna, while next to that were a half dozen medium sized injectors. The crimson liquid inside swirled lightly when he slipped them into his Archer Gear. Breaking the bow down, he slid it onto his hip with the other holding his quiver. Lastly he drew the needle of the Rokna from its case.

Pricking his tongue with the tip of it let the thick tar like substance be quickly released. The less than micrograms of Rokna Blue wouldn't be anywhere near enough of the drug to stop him from being the best warrior he could. It just alleviated the jitters that come with the withdraws. Thinking of this he sighed, as those feelings vanished entirely, alongside a slight urge to try Boost out.

That was the chemical in the syringes: Boost was a combination of chemicals that would cripple some beings minds, while allowing others the ability to perceive time faster, and move with a super heightened reflex. Basically it would take an average man and make them into a Jedi Knight capable fighter. This made him wonder, what would it do for beings like himself? Ones that utilized speed and timing on a regular basis?

"Sir, we are within air space and currently slowing down." Val heard a nearby Lieutenant state.

Nodding slowly, he called out, "Very well. Drop a cable, and open the hatch."

Moving to the nearest exit he gripped a tough Durasteel cable, then paused to draw his hood into place, before moving from the vessel. Gripping the metallic cord tightly as he plummeted, he was thankful for the durability of his Archer Gear, for it protected his hands from the tear of flesh. This then made him remember the thought of the prototype Bodyglove; utilizing the same methods to craft Kinetic Gel, Valashu's best had applied Uller horn to the mix. Thus it took a heavy brunt of all kinetic damage, relaying minimal, while maintaining its integrity far more than the Kinetic Gel made famous by other corporations.

Basically if hit by a Phrik bullet, his armor wouldn't budge thanks to durability, while the Bodyglove would take the brunt of the damage, simply knocking him over. This to though was the extreme, as it would possibly result in the integrity of the suit be wasted. Hence the bringing of Boost, as he could dodge incoming fire with that.

That is if he is spotted either way.

[member="Drett Savat"] [member="Clovis Torcularis"]

 

[Werah Unon]

Werah checked all the systems of the ship thoroughly, making sure that everything on the ship was working fine. It was just him in the ship, which was headed to the world of demonsgate, a place where he knew he could find some phrik. It would be hard enough normally, the planet was a treacherous place anyway, but the planet was in black rose territory as well. Werah was part of the TU, and didn't want to damage their relations with the black rose, but he needed the phrik. He was in his full Obsidian Order Armour, lightsaber and blaster by his side. His utility belt was well stocked, and he had plenty of hidden weapons. Using the huge databases of his faction, Werah had located a large phrik vein, just below the surface. Suddenly, the ship leapt out of hyperspace, shooting towards the planet. The huge fleet of ships encircled the planet, but Werah had a plan. Shame it had to happen, but this shuttle was cheap. Werah pressed a control, separating the shuttle into two halves. With Werah in one half, and the other empty, the plan was going well. Werah turned off all power to his half of the shuttle, and floated away from the other piece. The other half, Werah turned power up to full, broadcasting a "I AM HERE!" signal throughout the system. Werah sent it shooting off, and manoeuvred his half towards the planet. Werah turned on the engine for a second, quickly nipping past the huge ships. Quickly, he turned it off, just in time to see the other half being shot at by the entire fleet. In a few seconds, it exploded, and the ships returned back to their original position. But Werah was already past them...

 

[Seras Goto]

The mechanical hissing of the preservation suit came as she was sitting there in the pressure chamber and reaching out with the force. THe upgrades that had been built into the suit like the self repairing plates and her the talisman from Venefica. The milky white thing embedded in her palm as she had been testing it on some of the slves. Their eyes white and glassed over as it sapped their free will from disobeying her for her experiments with the sickness in the lagoon cartridges. She had been working on some other special things to go with her tools as alters came.... The screams from the things were getting restless before Seras looked t with the chamber opening. "What has you all riled up pets." She was moving out of the chamber when it was opened showing the offices and in the distance fenced pathways that the infected were pressing against. Her workers were handling things as more and more screams came out with the things leaping int the energy shields getting smacked back down. Her yellow eyes looked out towards the planet while she checked her shawl bringing it up to cover her hair.

 

[Clovis Torcularis]

I strolled across the land like I was their God, creator and all, until I realized something was wrong. I abruptly halted my advance, allowing the Force to act as my sixth sense. What I was detecting wasn't absolutely spot on, but something was amiss. I spun around, placing my hand on my hilt, whilst my eyes gauged the area around me, my breathing increasing through my mask. Stretching out further in the Force, I suspected something was stalking ME, but as quickly as I detected it; it was gone. Not the careless type, I began to walk in a zig-zag pattern, giving my shoulder companion, the Force, a chance to pin-point the disturbance. Then I felt it, and being the gentleman I was, I allowed this unknown thing to continue follow me, more out of curiosity than slapping it on a slab and watching the First Order doctors dissect it.

With my next left step, and my right foot hovering a few inches from the surface, my ears picked up a distant explosion so powerful that all I could say was, Poor bastard." If I was the more crying-on-your-shoulder type, I might have cared about the death of the pilot, but one thing I learned early on at the Citadel was that a Force User could feel the life and death of living, I think, but there was no death; but a sense of satisfaction. I knew now I wasn't alone.

Then from distant horizon came the unholy screams, and I began to reflect on this life choice. And again I gripped my hilt, waiting for the perfect moment to ignite it.


[member="Seras Goto"] [member="Werah Unon"] [member="Matreya"] [member="Drett Savat"]

 

[Werah Unon]

Werah handled the shuttle expertly, setting it down on the barren landscape. Luckily, he was right next to the phrik vein that he had identified, so he brung his mining kit out of the shuttle. It was a little droid with an ore sensor, a plasma cutter and a large storage container. He set it off, and it scuttled along, beginning its work. He would be here for a good few hours, so Werah decided to practice with the force, while the droid worked. He closed his eyes, concentrating, imagining a wall in front of him. He made it get slowly larger, until it was huge, then compacted it, so it was just around him. He took out his blaster, placing it on the ground, while still maintaining a steady barrier. He flexed his fingers, and the blaster fired at him, but the bolt dissipated suddenly, the shield absorbing it. Unfortunately, it was too tiring to keep it up any longer, and Werah dropped it, but he recovered quickly, and picked up his blaster again. He sat inside the shuttle, meditating, when he felt another presence, close by. Getting up, he picked up a pair of macrobinoculars, scanning the horizon. He saw nothing, but felt the presence become two, and get closer still. He quickly deduced that they must be over the ridge nearby, and so he decided to wait, and see what happend. Just in case though, he took out his long-range sniper rifle, in case they weren't friendly...[member="Clovis Torcularis"] [member="Seras Goto"] [member="Matreya"] [member="Drett Savat"]

 

[Yaadri Osi-Yyn]

Fabian would stand fifty or so meters behind [member="Werah Unon"], noticing him; he leaped forward a few steps, having large strides in his run. He would flick up his hood over his head, before making his way to Werah's ship, hiding behind one of it's landing legs.

"I know you can sense me, just trust me." He almost whispered as loud as he could to the Kel'dor. He would scuttle around the side of the ship to make himself known to Werah, what he looked like and who he was. "The names Fabian, I'm a new recruit with the Obsidian Order" He spoke clearly this time, alot more louder.

[member="Clovis Torcularis"] | [member="Seras Goto"] | [member="Matreya"] | [member="Drett Savat"]

 

[Werah Unon]

Werah turned around, extremely surprised to find another member of the OO here. "What are you doing here?", Werah asked, his mind still reeling in confusion. "How did you get past the fleet?" Werah enquired as well, trying to figure out what they were doing. Werah got up, checking on the droid. It had mined a fair bit of ore, so Werah took off the container, and gave it a new, empty one. Suddenly suspicious, Werah put his hand on his lightsaber. What were the chances of meeting another OO member, while mining phrik in enemy territory? This could very well be a black rose assassin, though if they were, Werah wondered why they hadn't attacked yet. "Who is the foreman of the TU?", Werah demanded, testing if this person was who he said he was...
[member="Fabian Krass"] [member="Clovis Torcularis"]

 

[Darth Hashira]

The acolyte became suspicious of the sounds. Fear was a powerful ally to Apokalypsi, he intended to use it. Letting out a massive roar, he lept several meters into the air, above the terrain. He then located the small acolyte, who appeared to be looking at him. Aiming his shoulder downwards, Apokalypsi aimed the lightsaber resistant rock and bone structure at [member="Clovis Torcularis"].

Falling downwards, Apokalypsi let out a terrifying battle roar. When he closed in, he raised his elbow. Now the learner would have to avoid two lethal objects. Apokalypsi smirked at the thought of another Sith head to add to his collection. This one would be a fine addition.

 

[Yaadri Osi-Yyn]

"Keep your voice down!" Fabian hissed towards the Savant, before scuttling closer to him, flicking his hood up over his head. "That would be Foreman Vereen, I believe." He said in a confused manner. "I said trust me, there is a couple of unknowns ahead of us, they're moving towards us, it seems so anyway." He spoke clearly, in the manner of urgency. "Now, you have to finish whatever you're doing quickly. It looks like, and since we're on this planet, Phrik is what you're after."

Fabian would scuttle his eyes over the Kel'dor, before shaking his head after seeing his lightsaber and his hand place onto it. "I'm on your side."

[member="Werah Unon"] | [member="Clovis Torcularis"] | [member="Apokalypsi the Unforgiven"] | [member="Seras Goto"] | [member="Matreya"]

 

[Werah Unon]

OOC Note: Actually, Draco Vereen is the IC Foreman, but I'll just pretend you said that instead.

"I can't speed up the process, the droid still has a while to go", said Werah, dropping his hand away from the hilt of the saber. "I sense a dark presence, presumably a sith, but it can only be an acolyte or such." "We'll be fine, unless they alert the black rose to our presence", continued Werah, while checking his blaster was working. He took out his lightsaber, spinning it in his palm before igniting it. "And if they want trouble, they're gonna get it.", he said. Werah sat down, taking out one of his knives that he had hidden in his wrist. "You see this? I have 10 of these, connected to a launcher in my gauntlet. They are dipped in an neurotoxin, and can penetrate through armour like its butter." "Trust me, no sith is going to defeat us." Just then, Werah heard a huge roar, coming from behind the hill. "Ah, well, maybe we are in trouble" said Werah, before grabbing the canisters and stowing them on the ship...
[member="Fabian Krass"] @Clovis Tocularis

 

[Yaadri Osi-Yyn]

"Oh, I'm certain we ain't going to lose to any Sith, that's for sure." He said in a confident tone of voice, strutting up and down from the front of the ship to the back deep in thought. "How long is this going to take, they were moving pretty fast when I saw them and..." He rolls up his shirt, peering to his belt. "I've only got four daggers on me, you know I could use one of those fancy wrist launchers you own." He said attempting to bring some humor to the situation.

[member="Werah Unon"] | [member="Apokalypsi the Unforgiven"] | [member="Clovis Torcularis"]

 

[Clovis Torcularis]

I turned my head up at the roaring sounds above me. My eyes tracked the incoming object, who planned to ambush me and end my life so quickly. I wasn't sure why this thing wanted to lead with it's shoulder, but whatever his reasoning was led me to believe he held some sort of surprise there. Or perhaps he thought I would act rash and make some fatal mistake. While I watched him draw closer, gravity pulling him down to add more speed to his descent, I took notice of an elbow coming in like a secondary weapon.

Had I been more powerful in the Force, I would have swatted him away with a powerful Force Push, returning him back to his starting point since he had left himself vulnerable when he took flight. However, since I wasn't all powerful yet I had to resort to other means of defense. I dodged to my left, missing the first attack altogether but caught a glancing blow from this thing's elbow that made my right shoulder go temporarily numb. Though it was numb, I could feel the pain coursing through my body. And pain is my side-kick. Drawing on the lessons I learned about using pain as a fuel to enhance my Darkside Force abilities, I laughed manically feeling the emotion merge into my energy.

I wasn't sure how to proceed with this thing. I never seen anything like it, but the raw rage it was emitting was refreshing. One day, when I'm strong enough, I would learn to siphon that from my foes. I ignited my blade quickly with one hand and with my free hand released a spurt of Force energy to kick up dust and debris in the direction of this monster's eyes. I knew it wouldn't do much, but until I could figure out what this thing was capable of doing, it was time to observe.


[member="Fabian Krass"] [member="Werah Unon"] [member="Apokalypsi the Unforgiven"] [member="Seras Goto"]