You See That? It's Mine Now. (Open slaving thread, feel free to attack or disrupt)

[Kip Radon]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&persist_app=1&v=P1QUZzeZoPQ

Walking through a small destroyed city in the Nova City section of the planet of Dredd, a single foot stamped in the ashes on the ground. It was a fine Corellian leather shoe studded with diamond loops and would cost more than you make in two years at your crap job. The shoe's owner one President of Liberty District One, Gorgeous John lifted his hands in the air and spoke as fire raged behind of the ruined town.

"Isn't this better? I think so." He said as he stepped forward and approached a group of frightened families gathered in the center of the town.

Besides him on all sides were squads of Juggernaut War Droids with their pulse rifles trained on the few families that were cowering before them.

"You see you dirty savages who I allowed to live on my planet, those days are over. I sent you all a very long and detailed listing of relocation and you all just decided to ignore it! So this means that since you are now on my property, by default you savages are now too my property!" he said with a bit of humor and chuckle in his words.

As he stepped forward a large speeder convoy moved Into position and began to funnel people into the trucks. In between two armored vehicles in the center were two large semi freighter speeders where the new slaves were loaded up into to be sold to the new slave empire. Loading up into his own personal armored limo Gorgeous John light up a cigar. Taking a long puff he smiled and looked at the helpless citizens of Nova City and chuckled at how pathetic they were. His speeder took off and soon the convoy got moving at a slow pace towards Liberty District where they would be shipped to Gratos where they would be sold like cattle.

 

[Ethan Rez]

Of course....of course he was a slaver....of course he was a man who neglected his own brother, and let him be sent off to slavery....sure he would simply watch as a man burned a town and treated the once citizens like dirt...what did Ethan care? At least it wasn't him. This man appeared to be rich, so it marks off any wannabe loser slaver. Ethan himself came from a rich family on Coruscant he would love spending money for himself and treating others like crap. Until his parents cut him off, unlike his brother whom his parents loved and spoiled.

Ethan stood on a roof of a burning building his armour shining in the sunlight....iin the flames. His sword dangling from his back. The helmet he wore matched his armour, he could only smile as he watched the people below cower in fear. The man below had stepped into a private limousine which was taking him further down the road. Ethan being a slaver simply smiled and walked along the roof. Slowly but surely making his way....following.

Did he shed a tear as his brother was captured by the Horde Mother herself? No....he didn't even care. Ethan pulled his comm link up to his helmet. "Hmmm quite a catch....too bad I was not down there to have fun." The man said on a open comm link chanel hoping the man would hear it.

The man held his sheild in one hand as he looked down.

He then jumped the short leap towards another building. The roof below him cracked at the sudden weight.

He walked to the edge and smiled.


[member="Gorgeous John"]

 

[Venris Helion]

[member="Gorgeous John"]

Dredd was a planet of criminals, where everybody seemed to be out for themselves in some way or other. Gangs made the laws, called the shots and dealt out the discipline when and where they felt like it.

Dredd was a planet of mystery and horror, where an entire section of the world became a void darker than any abyss that Venris had ever seen in his travels. He had seen the red eyes that glared at him from beyond the veil, felt how much the denizens of the darkness would take joy in ripping him asunder systematically, keeping him alive until the last possible moment.

Dredd was a planet where even Venris Helion was unsure of who to help or when, or if he should at all.

However...when slavery was involved, not even a world as bleak and grey as Dredd could change Venris's own personal views on the practice. He listened to the man addressing the crowd of frightened survivors from afar, watched as they were moved away from the ruins of their homes with the man known as Gorgeous John basking in the light of his own ego.

Venris remained hidden from sight, avoiding the sensors of the war droids to keep out of a fight that he knew for sure he could not win. However once the convoy got moving he began to follow, remaining out of sight but close enough to begin analyzing the column.

He shouldn't be doing this. He shouldn't be playing hero. He was just a freelancer, an independent captain, not some Jedi-

....

Indeed, he was nota Jedi. The Jedi were caught up in their own affairs...he doubted that any of them were within a light year of this world.

He was no member of the Order, and where once he would have been told to be cautious or patient, Venris allowed himself to feel anger at the sheer gall of this man, Gorgeous John he called himself, and how everything about the arrogant little womp rat made Venris want to give into the numerous dark urges that involved strangulation or decapitation.

However Gorgeous John would not be his objective today: it would be finding a way to distract those war droid's long enough to put his plan into action...

So he needed to figure out a plan preceding a plan, neither of which he had figure out.

Yep, this was certainly going to be an average day for Venris...unless he wound up being captured or killed of course.

 

[Kip Radon]

[member="Ethan Rez"] [member="Venris Helion"]

Sitting in his private limousine the President of Liberty District One leaned back and took a long puff from his cigar as he swished around a glass of Corellian brandy, sweet smelling smoke filled the cabin on the limo and the man just relaxed and basked in his own greatness. He took a slow sip of his brandy and then looked to a communication link besides him that was receiving a hail on a open channel, that was odd. Normally the Nova City Angels tried to hide behind their stupid encryptions that even a brain dead chimp could crack through. So out of curiosity and wanting to troll some stupid sap he listened in to the message. It sounded like it was some dude wanting to hook up for anonymous homosexual encounters.

"Yeah I bet, listen fruit cake I'm not into that sort of stuff and even if I was I'm the %@$#ing president of Liberty District One, and I would have better taste than whatever you're selling." John said in a mocking tone to the man that made him sound as if he were speaking to a mentally challenged Battle Droid.

As for the convoy it had loaded up a good twenty families into the large freighter speeders and began to take off at their slow pace. The two large armored vehicles rolled forward on their large tracks and the rotating turbo laser turret at the top began to swivel and keep on the look out for any bandits or raiders. They were awfully close to Rocket City territory and a feast of this caliber for the cannibal psychopaths would need to be protected so heavily as to disused them from trying anything.

A few Juggernaut War Droids walked along the sides of the convoy to make sure anyone trying to bum rush would be quickly shot down or captured. The convoy chugged ahead and began to clear the edges of the now ruined and destroyed city of these once peaceful people. Their new lives of being bought and sold and worked were awaiting them now, and the sad part was it only made Gorgeous John smile.

 

[Ethan Rez]

As he watched the roof settle the man looked around. this place was a dump why did he even want to be here? The man crouch down and looked into the streets as he heard his comm link go off. It was the man, or so he thought.

He smiled as he heard the man's message. "Hehe...well although I am very flattered, I don't think I want a relationship with a man who hurts my feelings." The Rez said with a mock hurt tone. He then continued to look around.

Bringing the comm link back to his helmet he began to speak again, only this time he switched into a more business like tone. "What I really ment 'babe' was those slaves you took after burning their town." Ethan said putting emphasis on the word 'babe'. The man then began to pull off his helmet. Then he latched it to his belt.

"Oh if ya ever want me....to bad, keep dreaming I'm too good for you boo." He said into the comm link. The man couldn't help but smile as he said those words.

He wouldn't notice a man sneaking behind the convoy of things.... he wouldnt know what [member="Venris Helion"]'s plan was....until it would be too late.

[member="Gorgeous John"]

 

[Venris Helion]

[member="Gorgeous John"] [member="Ethan Rez"]

"Maybe you'll find me to be more appealing," A third voice said over the open channel, "Thank you for telling me about your Job, it made it easier to run a quick check to find your name...John. And before you think of making some crack at me, you are moving at a pace of almost point six kliks per minute so that you don't leave your cargo behind and thanks to your enthusiastic renovating of this city your convoy can only go two ways: forward and back."

Venris was watching the convoy, speaking into his communicator from a hidden position. "Now, with that in mind, your juggernauts there could keep away anybody who wants to try their hand at attacking you...but those pulse rifles aren't much good at long range. I'll be brief: dump the slaves and leave with your life, or don't dump them and don't leave alive. As for whoever else is out there, feel free to keep watching."

As he made this ultimatum Venris was preparing to make his move. It was convoluted, taken right out of some kind of movie he'd seen once and bound to fail...but if it worked right then he might just succeed at this. All he needed was for Gorgeous John to refuse his offer, be it an obvious answer or otherwise, before he could initiate the first stage of his plan.

 

[Kip Radon]

[member="Ethan Rez"] [member="Venris Helion"]

Gorgeous John was about to chime in on the first voice who decided to contact him and ask for sexual favors, he was going to say something insulting and more than likely comment about how stupid rich he was. But then the mysterious caped crusader joined in with his threat about dumping the slaves or dying. Gorgeous John listened for a moment then tried his best to hold back a laugh, his cheeks expanding more and more as stifled laughter leaked through the microphone. He tried his best but the man could only take so much comedy in one day. Loud hearty and genuine laughter exited the mic and Gorgeous John laughed as he made a hand sign for his speeder to move faster and speed away at break neck speeds towards the safety of Liberty District One, but he wasn't running from the mysterious stranger. Oh no there were much more dangerous things, like the Racketeers.

"Oh god that's hilarious! You think all this security is for you cupcake? No no no, you're on Dredd queen. All I can say is have fun!" He said as he laughed loudly then chimed in with another message.

"Hey guy looking for other men to plow, a million credits if you kill this karker before the bandits do." John said then let out another laugh as he speeder kept blazing forward through the wastes

Back at the convoy they cleared the ruins of the city and kept moving at their slow pace at to the beginnings of the wastes. With the sun gleaming above head the two turbo laser turrets and two machine gun emplacements on each side that were made for long range combat picked up and the crew chief of the first vehicle picked his head up and looked through a pair of binoculars ahead to see a small group of racketeers roaring their vehicles out in the wastes, looking for an opportunity to strike at the convoy.

 

[Laira Darkhold]

[member="Gorgeous John"][member="Venris Helion"][member="Ethan Rez"]

Atop one of the buildings at the edge of the ruins, Draco sat calmly in a worn out reclining chair. These poor people had cobbled together everything they had, about a thousand credits to hire some protection. They had contacted him through the his friends in the cartel that were too expensive for these families. Draco however was taking any job. Recent developments had left him seriously hurting for credits. He barely had enough to afford to come out this far into the outer rim and make it back to Balmorra. The thousand credits they had promised him were hidden somewhere in all this rubble and Draco wasn't about to go searching for it. That meant his only chance at getting paid right now was getting those freshly caught slaves from this guy.

He watched through his macrobinocular vision as the convoy started out into the wastes and laughed at the ongoing conversation happening over the open channels. Slavers, some vigilante, and his own hide. If it came to a fight those armored vehicles would be rough, but he may have help somewhere in all this garbage, assuming the vigilante didn't want a cut. "Well as it turns out, these people owe me, and i don't like leaving debts unsettled bud." He cut into the conversation, sitting up in the chair and gripping a grenade in his left hand and his pistol in another.

His helm picked up the sound of engines roaring out int he wastes. "Well that makes things interesting." He stood up and scanned the horizon until he spotted the racketeers. Hmm, bandits, this could get ugly quick. If he waited to long to make his move the bandits might kill the slaves, if he moved too quick he would be caught in between the two groups.

"Hey Bud, armored vehicles are a little out of my league. I might be able to handle them, but not at the same time as those droids or those bandits. If you get them I'll cover the folks as they make a break for it, but you better hurry or I'm not gonna be able to make it to them in time." He said over the open comm. If the vigilante waited too long, Draco wouldn't be able to get out there to help them.

 

[Venris Helion]

Doing a little editting, I misread when John's limo had left, John explained it to me. Disregard what I posted here.

 

[Venris Helion]

[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Gorgeous John"]

Venris couldn't help but feel a little...satisfied when he heard John's limo speed up and leave the rest of the convoy behind, as indicated by the whine of the vehicle's thrusters fading away. John could hide behind his laughter and his attitude all he wanted, the fact that he was leaving behind the convoy meant he believed on some level that Venris would follow through with his threat. Well, at least with him out of the way the only thing he had to worry about were the droids...

And the raiders.

Venris let out an irritated groan before hearing another voice interrupt the conversation. How many people were out here just watching the convoy? He tapped his communicator while using one hand and both feet to keep himself fixed to the underside of one of the slower freighters. While making his speech Venris had hidden ahead of the convoy and taken shelter in a small, shallow hole that the average speeder could pass over without any disturbance. He had managed to latch onto a passing freighter and remain nestled amidst the wiring and mechanisms covering the bottom.

"You, my good friend, have a deal. Just keep those raiders and droid's off of me and I'll handle the drivers so we can get these people out of here." He replied before releasing the freighter and briefly rolling, rising to his feet as the freighter began to leave him behind and leaped up so he was latched onto the back. Now the driver of the second freighter would be able to see him, meaning he would have to act fast and hope that they would be more worried about the charging raiders than one man.

Pulling himself up onto the roof of the freighter, Venris reached beneath his coat for one of his thermal detonators and glanced at the charging raiders. "Okay boys, do what you do best...be the galaxy's most annoying cannon fodder." He muttered.

 

[Laira Darkhold]

[member="Venris Helion"] [member="Gorgeous John"]

Draco watched as the man jumped on to the back of the first Freighter. He had no idea what the guy was planning, one of the problems with any improptu team up, but he had a feeling they man was planning on making a run for it. "Well here's to hopin" he said to himself as he activated his jetpack and took off towards the convoy. It took several seconds of flight, burning a second burst to maintain altitude to reach the convoy, and a third to soften his landing. He dropped heavily on the second freighter, causing its cab to dent in. "Well they know I'm up here, might as well say hi."

He tossed his EMP grenade at the squad of droids on the opposite side from the raiders, hoping to clear out an escape path if his partner in all this was indeed planning on booking it. He knew it would only be a few seconds before everything started shooting at him, and then things would get really messy. with the precious seconds bleeding away, he wheeled around to face the rear APC and fired his wrist rocket at its turret. It probably won't destroy it, but it will give the gunner a big scare and a headache he thought. Alright time to settle into the fight.

 

[Kip Radon]

[member="Ethan Rez"] [member="Venris Helion"] [member="Draco Vereen"]

The Racketeers riding their primitive vehicles let out a howling battle cry that traveled over the distance to the convoy. They wanted food, fresh packaged food. Between the Racketeers was a huge semi truck armored with various spikes and other attachments to make it totally punk rock. Atop the rig was a band who wore tight black leather or jean clothing and played a aggressive song through massive loudspeakers.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&persist_app=1&v=OpirxPpfy70


As the band played other riders on the cars sprung up with various weapons from spears to assault rifles. With the band head banging atop the big rig about ten smaller cars formed around the rig and their charger began from about half a kilometer away. They would be there in a matter of a few seconds and would make the situation more interesting.

"Incoming!!" a robot juggernaut said in that cold tone most droids were known for.

Looking up to take to the skies two droids caught the trespassers on the roof when the second freighter spotted the man and blew his horn. The twenty or so Juggernaut War Droids now thanks to the mercenaries EMP grenade on the ground lifted up and landed on the roofs of vehicles. It was time to get the hell out of there and deal with the closet threat. So the convoy sped up to around max speed which was about thirty miles an hour, a slow pace but enough to get them moving.

Focusing on the intruders on the top of the rigs the droids began to aim their pulse rifles and fire at him from both sides of the freighter. They were moving at a decent pace and the APCs were pushing as fast as they could go, a well placed shot or grenade in the rear would surely put one out of commission. But as the mando threw his grenade one of the hive mind like droids shot up with it's jet pack catching it and exploding in midair. They would need those lasers for the incoming bandits.


Whatever was going to happen, it was going to be a rough day for the would be heroes here on the crazed cesspool of a planet known as Dredd.

Ooc Stats

Gorgeous John's Slave Convoy

2 Armored APCs with one turbo laser and heavy blasters

19 Juggernaut War Droids (link above)

2 Semi truck freighters (15 slave families per truck)

Racketeers

1 Armored Semi truck

10 Land cruisers

40 Racketeer riders

This thread is still open, feel free to join.

 

[Ethan Rez]

Ethan smiled as the man offered him credits.

"Sorry mate...I gotta leave babe." The man said into the comm.

hhe then climbed down the ladder and began to walk to his ship.

"MMaybe I'll find you guys when the fightings chilled.

/my thread exit....sorry...

We'll rp later
[member="Gorgeous John"]

 

[Venris Helion]

[member="Gorgeous John"] [member="Draco Vereen"]

Venris faced several droid's that landed on the roof of the freighter and sighed as they turned their rifles on him. He quickly engaged his lightsaber and dashed in, getting down under the barrel of the first droid's pulse rifle before it fired and sliced upwards through its body, cleaving it in half down the middle. He then directed both halves into the second closest droid, knocking it off while Venris began to weave between the rest that were focusing on him, using them as protection against the droid's flanking the freighter.

"Seriously!? You couldn't just focus on the raiders?! You know, the evolutionary throwbacks with the horrible fashion sense who drive like drunk wampas?!" Venris shouted as he reached the front of the freighter and, while turning to place his lightsaber between himself and the droids, threw his thermal detonator. A normal throw wouldn't have worked, but Venris was able to concentrate enough to propel the detonator through the air and make it shoot right for the rear of the APC at the front of the convoy. "This is what I get for trusting droids to prioritize a bit!"

KILLS

2x Juggernaut War Droids

TARGETTING

1x Armoured APC at the front of the convoy

LOCATION

Roof of the Forward Semi Truck Freighter

 

[Laira Darkhold]

[member="Venris Helion"] [member="Gorgeous John"]

The first blast that hit Draco, staggered him, causing his chest to ache with pain. A second blast hit his left shoulder, alerting him to the fact that he was quickly being overwhelmed. He activated the shields within his armor to buy him some time to clear these droids out. He turned his blaster onto the two closest droids, burning them down under a withering hail of blaster fire, using almost half of the power cell. He leaped onto a third droid, bashing it down onto the back of the freighter, stabbing it with his left wrist blade as he took it down.

He might have dropped those three droids without much problem, but he could see his shields were dropping fast. He needed to take out a larger group of them before the bandits got to the convoy. He grabbed for one of his thermal detonators, tossing at a grouping of the droids. It was time to draw attention to himself to allow his ally more time to take out the APC's. "Hurry up mate, were gonna have a lot more trouble when those bandits get to us," He called out.

 

[Kip Radon]

[member="Venris Helion"] [member="Draco Vereen"]

The grenades tossed by the would be heroes made their marks, the assassin 'a hit the rear of the APC and the backside exploded in hot metallic shrapnel bursting through droids that stood close enough to the sides. The APC swiveled and crashed landing in a heap of broken parts and dead crewmen. Thankfully they were dead, what the racketeers would do to them if they were caught was beyond torture or death.

This caused the two freighters to turn hard and maneuver around the burnt pile of wreckage. Taking this hard turn the second grenade bouncers off the side of the freighter and exploded sending a good four droids with, if it were any closer the families inside the freighter would of been burnt to a crisp. The droids quickly regained their composer, what was left of them at least, and began to refocus and aim at their targets. A single Juggernaut droid stood up and walked towards the mercenary and aimed his pulse rifle at full power looking to terminate the human in one fell shot.

"Target Terminated." it said with it's metallic voice.

However before that could happen a large durasteel spear struck it's head and went out the other end, it wavered in the wind for a bit then fell off the side. The Racketeers were here, and they wanted blood. Black ground cruisers of different shapes and sized pushed up to the large freighters and grappling hooks shot out from the sides and the first group of raiders jumped onto the rigs their vehicles out of sight of the second rear APC as they roared next to the rigs. About twelve Racketeers hit the deck on the rigs and began to engage both the droids and two heroes on the rigs. They fired at them with rusty blaster pistols, crossbows, and a shotgun here or there.

"GET READY TO DIE!!" said one of the raiders as he hit the deck of the second rig.

Gorgeous John's Slave Convoy

1 Armored APC with one turbo laser and heavy blasters

9 Juggernaut War Droids (link above)

2 Semi truck freighters (15 slave families per truck)

Racketeers

1 Armored Semi truck

10 Land cruisers

40 Racketeer riders

 

[Laira Darkhold]

[member="Gorgeous John"] [member="Venris Helion"]

Rising from the close encounter, Draco stumbled, that hard turn had knocked him to his back and left him open to a droid's attack. Thankfully one of the bandits had saved him inadvertently, and though he was confident in his armor's abilities, he was happy he didn't have to stake his life on it just yet. He glanced up to check his shields, dead already, though the fail-safes had kept them from over loading it would be thirty minutes until they were recharged, far longer than he expected this fight to last, for better of for worse. These raiders were causing quite a bit of havoc, and hopefully they would draw attention away from him and his alley, the unknown Jedi, but he couldn't count on it. Thinking fast he decided to handle the two droids harrying his Jedi counter-part first, hoping to give him a clear shot at the next APC. His blaster pistol barked off several more shots, impacting the droids high near the neck and head.

Then he turned his attention to the first land cruiser buzzing around the convoy. He leaped form the freighter and activated his jetpack, landing hard on the rear of the spiked vehicle. "Howdy, how do you like your meat?" he said as he activated his flamethrower in his gauntlet covering the vehicle in a torrent of fire. That's five bursts down, ten left. Better hope these raiders quit before too long. Just as the vehicle dove out of control he rocketed back to the front freighter, hoping to provide support and a shield for his ally, and maybe gain some support as well.

"I can't handle those armored vehicles mate and their gonna make mince meat of me with those big lasers. I can handle the bandits for the most part though." He said as he placed his back to the Jedi's back.

 

[Venris Helion]

[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Gorgeous John"]

As the two droids were taken care of by Venris' mystery ally, raiders began to swarm onto the roof. He quickly cut down two of them with a wide swing of his blade and deflected several blaster bolts from another as the armoured man called out to him.

"Alright! I'll see if I can handle the vehicles if you can keep these guys off me for a bit." He promised before managing to cut down the shooter.

The second freighter would likely remain in formation with them, the driver hopefully smart enough not to try making a break for it on his own. He'd see the two of them cutting down the raiders, or maybe just stick close to the remaining droid's and decide to remain where there was at least somebody else for the raiders to attack. At least Venris prayed the driver of the second freighter was calm enough to think on that under pressure.

Turning to the side as another land cruiser came rolling up, Venris held out one hand...and unleashed a stream of red electricity from his palm which slammed into the vehicle. The metallic components conducted the electricity, letting the force lightning surge throughout the vehicle. The driver spasmed in his seat, his brain slowly boiling out through his nose while any other raiders on board either fell off or were cooked alive alongside the driver. The electrical systems were fried almost instantly, and it only took a few moments before the fuel tanks caught fire. The land cruiser exploded, shattering into pieces thankfully before it could get close enough for the detonation to cause damage to the freighter.

Venris lowered his hand and exhaled heavily. Using Force Lightning was not as easy as it looked; it was draining, a little painful and always left him aggravated afterwards. He could probably zap a few more of the land cruisers as they got close, but he would need some time to recover between each round of lightning. Lifting them might be an option, but it was hard to do that with an object in motion and numerous bandits trying to attack from all directions.

"Okay, so far so good," He muttered, regaining his breath. "Still outnumbered about uh...twenty to one or so, but I've had worse moments."

KILLS SO FAR

2x Juggernaut Droids
3x Racketeer Raiders
1x Armoured APC
1x Land Cruiser

 

[Kip Radon]

[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Venris Helion"]

Red lightning arced from the knight's finger tips and the people in the car simply died, well in the most awesome way possible. The car spun losing control as the deadman's head rammed into the steering wheel, his jittering body causing the land cruiser to speed, cairn, then eventually crash into a forward cruiser causing a crash between the two speeders in a show of fire and metal death that sent bodies flying and blood spraying on the side of the freighter.

With two land cruisers down the bandits kept up the pace and soon a heavy revving of engines were heard in the rear. The back of the armored truck opened up and three swoop speeders exited the back of it, the two swoop speeders hit the ground and had two men on each, one gunner and one driver. However the forward one had a man in a black leather suit nailed to the front like a living hood ornament

The swoop speeders moved fast and came up from the rear of the APC, one man quickly tossed a grenade and the second APC went up in smoke and flames leaving only the two freighters filled with slaves left. The remaining land cruisers began to pull off at various ranges and figured dead meaht was just as good as living. If the two men on the freighters looked hard enough they could see that the larger land cruisers were moving away and their drivers were readying their ranged weapons, everything from large harpoon guns to a Gatling blaster canon. They were going to shoot up the convoy and collect the meat from their bones.

Riding up close rather than peeling away like the larger land cruisers the swoop bikes pulled up so they were closer to the sides. The gunner on each one readied a lever action shotgun and began to fire at the pair of men and droids on the rig, they were the distraction while the others moved Into position. These were experienced hunters by the looks of things.

The remaining droids were clipped off by the Racketeers and soon the psycho cannibals began to surround the pair of men, occasionally one going down by friendly fire. Each had exhausted their ranged weapons and now the punk rockers wielded sick blades and clubs. But that's where things got better, off on the horizon what was left of the convoy could see the beginning shine of massive structure, it was the wall of Liberty District One, the capital of Dredd. Gorgeous John's home.


Convoy
2 Semi truck freighters (15 slave families per truck)

Racketeers
1 Armored Semi truck
3 swoop speeders
8 Land cruisers
32 Racketeer riders

 

[Laira Darkhold]

[member="Gorgeous John"] [member="Venris Helion"]

Still bad odds. With the last droids out of the way, the bandits had the option to focus on their tasks, and that meant they needed to thin the herd quickly. "You take the swoops, I'll be back bud." Draco called over the comms. At least I hope I'll be back. The land cruisers were pulling away, out of his pistols range which meant he had to fly over to them in order to kill them off. Activating his flight systems, he speared one of the raiders, knocking the cannibal off the freighter on his way to a land cruiser off to the right. The man stabbed at him, but one hundred and fifty kilo's to the gut had knocked the wind out of him so bad he wasn't very effective.

He quickly reached the first land cruiser, landing on its hood, using his magnetic boots to lock him to the hood for a few seconds, long enough to activate the flamethrower on his wrist and cook the men inside. Then off to the next cruiser, but those men were more prepared, having been given several crucial seconds to ready their guns on him. He took several blasts off his armor, and one off his helmet, disorienting him. He barely managed to grab on to the spikes on the cruiser, keeping himself on the hood. One of the men launched themselves at him before he could get settled, only reaction time and instinct saved him, lighting the second cruiser on fire just as before. The burning man fell on him, screaming and clawing at him. A quick stab to the ribs with his right hand killed the man, but before he was able to leap away, the vehicle crashed, sending him falling to the ground.

Exhausted, and starting to ache, Draco wondered if it was even worth it, but a contract is a contract, and your only as good as the contracts you finish. He activated his jetpack once again, racing to catch up to a third land cruiser, landing on its back. "Hey boys, give me one second before I play with you" he said as he landed, not that they would listen but couldn't hurt. His targeting device began trying to lock on to the cruiser in front of them as he steadied him self on the rear of the cruiser. The targeter turned green and his jetpack's missle blast off his back, exploding the cruiser sending it swerving off to the right. One of the men aboard the cruiser he was on grabbed his right arm, trying to keep him on the cruiser. Bad idea buddy. He turned on his flamethrower one last time frying the cab of the vehicle. Flying once more back to the second freighter, as he just didn't have the distance to the first he landed, heavily in the midst of the raiders.