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Post by Ares on Nov 27, 2009 16:20:25 GMT -5
Explosions in the sky. The two Republic Venator-class battleships struggled desperately to stay in orbit, to stay alive. The Seperatist Battlefire fired powerful plasma bolt after plasma bolt, each time striking the cruisers. The Diamond Striker's engines began to corrode, and the ship began to fall towards Tor'valis. The Dedication, however, continued to plow towards the Seperatist mega-gun. It's hull was flaming, and it bashed through the burning wreckage field that was the remains of the third battleship, the Endless Respect. Red lasers kept pouring from the battle gun, but the Republic ship was on a suicide run. It neared closer, closer... Then it struck. Sparks and fire filled the air, metal blasting in alll directions. Droids, Jedi, Clones, and Neimoidians perished in fiery death as flame and plasma engulfed the two ships. The Diamond Striker continued to careen down at an angle before ripping through the clouds.... The swampy forests became quite visible below them. The impact of the ship smashing into the swamps and trees came with a grinding fire. Screams of terror and pain and death filled the air as clones were smashed and crushed, and the Jedi Knight onboard the ship was sent sailing through the command bridge's window.... ------------------ Lieutenant Raptor slowly came to consciousness. He couldn't hear anything, and the lights were flickering. Sparks were shooting out of a tube in the wall, and his helmet was on... the floor? No... That was a wall that he was laying on. The clone trooper groaned, and looked to his right. The corpses of two brothers lay nearby, one punctured with a steel spike, the other crushed beneath a chunk of metal. "Raptor" slowly stood up, shaky from the crash. The ship groaned and creaked. Suddenly, it screeched and tilted. The Diamond Striker- or what was left of it- fell from its position of sticking down into the swamp to smashing down into a more boat-like position. Raptor was thrown to the floor, as opposed to the wall, like before. Again, he got up, but this time, he walked to the turbolift. He tested the buttons.... yes! It was functional. The Jet Trooper clambered in, and shot up to the command bridge. ------------ Raptor walked onto the command deck. Dead clones and officers leay strewn about, laying against consoles, crushed under metal panels... Then, he noticed the window. The huge window was cracked and shattered. he saw the Jedi! Raptor ran over to the window, which was now a ledge... The bird-like Jedi Master hung outside the window. He had been thrown through the window and onto the broken comm system. Raptor gasped as he saw the Jedi, impaled upon the comm antennae... he was quite dead. The clone removed his helmet, checked his jetpack and weapons, and ran his hand through his white buzz cut. The clone shook his head. This couldn't be happening... Swamp air flooded his nose, and the drizzling rain thudded on the command deck. Raptor shouted from the shattered window. "HELLO!"
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Post by Spartan-777 on Nov 27, 2009 16:29:04 GMT -5
Vic awoke to find himself jammed under a bridge control panel. He felt like he had been hit by an airspeeder. He shifted his legs, trying to dislodge himself. No luck. He tried to rotate himself, but the tangle of wires wrapped around his helmet threatened to strangle him. He rolled back to his original position. He heard someone shouting nearby and winced. "Unh... you don't have to yell, my head hurts enough as it is", he moaned. "Get over here and gimme a hand".
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Nov 27, 2009 17:05:06 GMT -5
Sgt. Swamp rose from the floor of the LAAT gunship he was in. He saw his comrades around him dead or dying. The gunship was in a three gunship pileup against the wall of the hanger. He grabbed a fusion cutter from Luckys body. "not this time pal" thought Swamp to himself as he cut a hole throught the plate of the gunship blocking the open doors of his LAAT gunship that was in the process of getting ready to take off to the surface. Once he cut through the plates to freedom he surveyed the carnage in the hanger. *** -Rebooting- -Systems back online- The remains of Battlefire fell to the surface and crashed with a large explosion. -Searching.....Processing- -Complete active droid units rebooting- "FIND THE CRASHED REPUBLIC GUNSHIP *DROID SCOUTING PARTY A-77* FAILURE IS NOT AN OPTION....*DROID SCOUTING PARTY B-17 MAKE CONTACT WITH THE CULTISTS INFORM THEM WE HAVE ARRIVED" (OOC that good Ares?)
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Nov 27, 2009 18:46:44 GMT -5
"Landon! Shirayuki! Enough fighting you two!" Garrus said as he pryed his children apart from each other. He looked down at his son, Landon. His Blood Red Hair and eyes were opposite to his sibling's long icy blue hair and eyes. "He started it!" Shirayuki growled as she tried to squirm from her father's grip. "Shut it! YOU started it when you took my cookie!" Landon yelled, also trying to break free of his father's grip. Garrus sighed and lightly collided his two kids off of one another. They immeadiatly cooled down. "Look, you two, don't make your mother come in here. You know what she does to you when you fight." Garrus laughed. Shirayuki looked up at him and faintly smiled. "Sorry daddy." "Whatever..." Landon said to Garrus, crossing his arms. "Don't do it again you two." He replied, releasing them both. He picked up his Phase-II Clone Commander helmet and kneeled down in front of them. "Remember you two, I'll be going away for a little while so you have to behave for your mother alright?" The siblings both nodded and simoultaniously hugged Garrus. He returned their hug and left the living room and the two began to fight again when he exited. Garrus joined his wife, Catara, outside and wrapped his arms around her. "Be safe, please." she told him as they kissed. "No need to worry about me. I'll be alright." he replied. "I know. I have to keep telling you in case you forget." she giggled. "Here," she took off her necklace and put it in Garrus's hand and closed it. "So you always know I'm with you." ------------------------------------ "So you always know I'm with you..."Catara's voice echoed through Garrus's head and he slowely sat up. He stumbled for his helmet and rubbed his head. Suprisingly, all his gear was with him and intact. A stroke of luck? Who knows? He checked for his wife's necklace. It was still there. The small red coloured lotus necklace was still intact. "I know you told me to be safe, my love." he mumbled. He put his helmet on and openned a port hole to the outis of the ship. He was on top of a half openned starship hanger. It was raining out. Hell, it was pouring! Garrus pulled his war-torn forest green poncho over himself and activated his comm. "This is Clone Commander Garrus! Serial code CC-0105! Is anyone out there? Preferably Clone?"
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Post by Spartan-777 on Nov 27, 2009 19:15:45 GMT -5
"CT-3439 here, readin' ya loud 'n' clear", replied Vic. "I'm stuck under a command console... I think there's another guy here too".
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Nov 27, 2009 19:19:09 GMT -5
Swamp heard a voice and tried to find the source. After some searching he found it...it was The Commander. He ran over to the the Commander and waved.
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Nov 27, 2009 20:01:32 GMT -5
Garrus nodded to the approaching Clone trooper and waved to him. He activated his comm. "Trooper! Stay put! What's you position? Over."
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Post by Spartan-777 on Nov 27, 2009 20:06:28 GMT -5
"I'm on the bridge. As for staying put, I don't think I have much choice...", he said, as he attempted yet again to pull himself from the console.
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Post by Danny on Nov 27, 2009 20:12:34 GMT -5
"Baz! Get me the hell out of this thing!" Lore cried desperately as he lay jammed in a doorway, "Baz?" Baz sat in the hall in front Lore, upright against a wall, his head tilted forward. Either dead or unconscious. "Duchess, you still with me? Valiant, how about you?" Lore groaned, trying to open the door crushing him. "I'm here, just gimme a minute," a voice replied with a sigh, followed by the sound of different kinds of metals clanging and scraping against each other. "Trooper, identify yourself, what's your position?" Lore asked. "It's Duchess, just give me a minute," the frustrated reply came through. "Lock onto my signal, get here quick, a door has me pinned, I can't..." Lore placed his hands on the door and attempted to once again push it open, "I can't open it, argh!" he cried as the door slammed on his chest. "I know, I said give me a minute. How's the sarge?" Duchess asked. "I'm reading his vitals, I think he's alright," replied Lore over the radio. "He looks it," said a voice from behind him. "Duchess, is that you?" Lore asked with excitement, trying to look behind him. "Didn't I say give me a minute?" he chuckled, lodging a large metal rod in the doorway and prying it open, "Quick, get the sarge!" Lore gave out a relaxed sigh and wriggled his way out of the doorway. He reached forward and grabbed Baz by the foot and dragged him through the door way. Duchess then let go of the rod and the door screeched shut. "Help me out with him," Lore said, lifting Baz to his knees and putting one arm over his shoulder. Duchess took the other arm and lifted his limp body up and began dragging him through the ship, "This is 7807, I'm with 7563 and 9967, broadcasting for survivors."
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Post by Ares on Nov 27, 2009 20:17:38 GMT -5
Lieutenant Raptor looked at the unfortunate Sergeant stuck beneath a topple console- the erratic Jet Trooper had at first assumed him dead, but the clone was apparently alive, and probably somewhat pissed. The clone trooper didn't bother wasting his jetpack's fuel, running over to Vic, placing his EMP Launcher on the floor, and hefting the console off his trapped brother. The jet trooper had dyed-white hair in a buzz cut, a small scar under the left side of his mouth, and a small tatoo under his right eye. Raptor held out his hand to Vic, and helped him up. "Sorry about that," he said. "Thought you were dead." Raptor looked pointedly at the window, where the Jedi's body sat, impaled upon the comm antennae. He grunted, "At least the commander's alive... We coulda used a Jedi, though." Seemingly at random, the somewhat crazy-looking clone spoke into his comm. "This is CT-5099 reporting that yes, the only jet trooper on the ship did in fact survive. I'm with Seargant Vic on the bridge. Raptor out." ((OOC/ Hey Mitch, should I change the Jedi who's dead to Garrus's wife, or should I keep it as the bird Jedi? )))
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Post by Spartan-777 on Nov 27, 2009 20:38:38 GMT -5
Sgt. Vic stood to his feet. He gave a casual salute to the Lieutenant. He unslung his Bowcaster and nodded. "I'll follow you".
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Nov 27, 2009 20:38:47 GMT -5
((Naww, Catara dies on Hoth at the end of the clone wars))
Garrus perked up at the distress call from the survivors. "This is CC-0105. Troopers, hang tight. Give us your position and we'll get to you as quick as we can." He turned to Swamp and nudged his arm. "C'mon, we got some Clones to rescue." He hopped back down through the hatch and waited for Swamp to follow. "Troopers on the Bridge, stay put! We gotta go rescue some Clones. We'll be with you as soon as possible."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Nov 27, 2009 20:45:02 GMT -5
Swamp nodded and followed the Commander down the hatch. "well its good we can get all together" thought Swamp. "sir just a suggestion but shouldn't we place a beacon in the hanger for all remaining Clone Troopers to go to" asked Swamp who normally was infact a masked man...a robot if you will.
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Nov 27, 2009 20:49:15 GMT -5
"Good idea. But make it quick."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Nov 27, 2009 21:04:44 GMT -5
Swamp just nodded and went back up the hatch and placed a beacon in the hanger so the clones would know where to meet up. He climbed back down and gave The commander a thumbs up.
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