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Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 5, 2009
9:46:33 PM
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- OOC:
- Ok, first some directions. Anyone is allowed to post on this story, but there can only be a maximum of 24 personal characters, and then the rest of them are NPCs. Please follow the storyline, nothing really crazy, as I have a timeline I'm following. Finally, I will place directions for those who wish to post at the bottom of each of my posts, they may be either direct instructions on an objective for a particular character, or general instructions.
Looking around the bridge of his ship, Lieutenant Commander Poronus Danto, commanding officer of the Imperial CR-90 Vandal, is very pleased with what he sees. Turning to the sensor officer, Danto speaks, “Mr. Niako, what is the status of the convoy?” looking up from his readouts momentarily, the PO2 reports, “at this point in time there is no change in the status of the transports Donatuu, Brinkston, ShadowHawk, and Grinto, the Crixus is also holding its escort position on the other side of the transports.” acknowledging the report with a nod, Danto turns to his Navigator and asks for an update on their location. The navigator responds, “If we continue at current speed Commander, we should be at the next jump point in approximately four minutes.” nodding also to this officer's report, Danto turns toward the forward viewport and looks out at the asteroid field they are carefully making their way through to reach the jump point on the other side of the field. The six ships had been assigned an important mission. They were on their way to resupply a small base on the planet Yrkansto which had recently been attacked by a pirate force, and which needed replacement parts, weapons, and other equipment carried by the three transports. The Vandal and Crixus, a Corvette and Escort Frigate, had been assigned to escort the lightly armed transports to the planet, they were needed because the area was full of pirate activity still, and there was a chance that they might be either attacked at the planet, or ambushed somewhere on the way there. Part of the reason for the many smaller jumps was to decrease the chances that the convoy would be ambushed before they reached the planet. The Crixus provided a small amount of fighter support through a group of fighter pilots who were on board. The force was completely volunteer, and they were flying their personal craft rather than the standard TIE fighters they would otherwise have been flying. - OOC:
Ok, instructions:
Hunter ---> You have the ShadowHawk, and any personal fighter you wish.
GENERAL INSTRUCTIONS ---> If you have a fighter, you are allowed to have it be on board the Escort Frigate, however there are only 24 slots, and you will have to obey my placement of you within those slots, there are two squadrons, and until the fighters are ordered to launch you must remain on board the frigate, however you are free to do whatever you want while on board.
Squadrons:
Black Aces:
SC 1:
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XO 5:
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FL 9: Slasher (E-Wing)
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Other squadron is the Blade Runners
SC 1:
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XO 5:
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FL 9:
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Unless I give you a position higher than your normal one within a squadron, do not assume that you have anymore status than normal, because this is an all-volunteer mission, I will place you according to the quality of your first post. (In my Opinion)
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 5, 2009
9:48:19 PM
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Looking around the mess hall on board the Nebulon B Escort Frigate Crixus, PO2 Rorran "Slasher" Gorma picks a spot and sits down with his food. Although the mission he is on is rather routine, he knows that it is a very important one, possibly the most important he has been a part of so far. Looking around the mess hall, he sees several other pilots who volunteered for the mission, including Bacredi and BARman, who are having an in depth "discussion" about fighter tactics. As he eats his meal he thinks of the fighters each of the pilots have brought, and how they will best work together. It is a motley assortment of fighters in the Hanger at present. Including a Naval Bomber, a Chir'Daki (Deathseed) Fighter, an E-Wing, a Hornet Interceptor, and two Toscan 8-Q Starfighters. As he finishes up his meal, he goes down to the hanger bay in order to check on his fighter and figure out who he has in his flight. - OOC:
- Ok, just a few Assignments,
Bacredi ---> XO of Black Aces (placed according to my knowledge of the quality of his previous writing)
BARman ---> Black Ace 7 (Toscan 8-Q) (My other character, and so is placed thus.
If you do not have a fighter, you are welcome to borrow either the Deathseed, Hornet, or the other Toscan 8-Q for this story, as long as you don't beat them up to badly 
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 5, 2009
9:49:24 PM
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This is Bacredi's post, I am just posting it here so that I have the story up in one place. Quote:(STUB POST: Who cares?)
"Casting off, Devonshire. Jump system." Bacredi said to the ship he owned, the Devonshire, a command ship that Bacredi used for his own purposes flew off into hyperspace. They were most likely headed to the Epsilon System. The Somorset went into hyperspace as well, again, most likely to the Somorsetshire System. And last, the Stealth Frigate Do You Feel Lucky? which was a CR-90 flew off into hyperspace, most likely towards Dantooine. Bacredi flew his NTB-630 naval bomber, his R5 droid (R5-P8) beeped at him from the astromech socket. Flying towards the Nebulon-B frigate, he moved into the hangar bay.
Getting out, he began to walk towards the crew. He saluted, he seemed to have been given the "Black Aces Executive Officer" position. He moved towards Slasher, he nodded and sat down and began to eat.
He opened up his computer terminal and began to type up the mission briefing... or just look at it. He snickered at some of the push overs that volunteered for such thing.
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 6, 2009
9:03:02 AM
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Stepping onto the Hangar deck, Pvt. Crene "BARman" Crith looks around at the fighters parked on the deck and walks over to the Toscan 8-Q which Slasher has loaned him for the duration of the mission. While it is not like a TIE fighter, there are definately some advantages to this particular class of fighter. It is slightly faster than the traditional TIE fighter he trained on (87 MGLT vs. 85 MGLT) much more heavily armed (1 Double laser cannon vs. 4 Laser Cannons, 2 Ion Cannons, and a concussion missile tube.) The TIE does not have a hyperdrive, forcing it to rely on a carrier for support, while the Toscan 8-Q does have a hyperdrive, allowing it to operate independently of a base ship. The Toscan 8-Q also has a much higher hull strength than the TIE fighter, and it has shields, which the TIE fighter lacks, making it overall a much better ship in his opinion. As he checks out the fighter in the hangar he sees Slasher going over his E-Wing, doing preflight checks, and walks over to talk to the Chief Petty Officer.
"Chief"
"Yes Private?"
"Thanks for allowing me to borrow the Toscan, I'll try not to beat her up to badly."
"You better not, at the amount you make, it'll take you a while to pay for the repairs."
Laughing and turning back to the Toscan 8-Q, BARman does his own preflight check, and then climbs into the cockpit to work out some fluctuations he had detected in the fighter's sensor array. BlackJack Squad Private Crene Crith TRP/PVT_BARman/2SQD/2PLT/1COMP/1BAT/Osiris/VEA/VE  Retired Crewman Crene Crith RET/CRW_BARman/VEN/VE/(=A=) |
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 6, 2009
11:54:21 AM
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----Bridge of the Crixus---- "Sir we are approaching our destination point" Turning to the helmsman the commanding officer of the Frigate Crixus begins to issue orders. "Prepare to decant, order 2nd Flight of Black Aces to Alert 5, bring Stormtrooper Squads to Alert, possibility of either boarding action or being committed to ground action exists." "Aye sir" Activating the Communications System of the Escort Frigate one Communications technician Relays the orders to the Stormtrooper complement of the Vandal, while another technician can be heard relaying the orders to the crew of the Crixus. "All hands to Alert stations, Black Ace 5-8 Report to the Hangar Bay for Alert 5 duty." ----Hangar Deck---- Hearing the calls over the intercom, the Hangar deck crew immediately begins to move the four fighters 2nd Flight of the Black Aces into launching positions, as a few of the pilots who were on the hangar deck already jump into their Fighters and begin systems checks and prepare to launch. ----Bridge of the Crixus---- "Sir we will reach the decant point in 10" ----Bridge of the Vandal---- "Nine" ----Bridge of the Donatuu---- "Eight" ----Bridge of the ShadowHawk---- "Seven" ----Bridge of the Brinkston---- "Six" ----Bridge of the Grinto---- "Five" ----Black Ace 7, Alert 5 Fighter---- "Four" ----Bridge of Crixus---- "Thr--" The countdown is stopped mid-word as all of the ships are suddenly forced out of Hyperspace early, the bridge of the Crixus descends into chaos. "REPORT!" "Sir, we've been pulled out of hyperspace by some sort of Gravity Mass Mine." As he turns to another crewman for a report one of the technicians yells "SIR LOOK!" And whirling around the CO of the Crixus is greeted by a startling sight, there arrayed before them, are more than 20 ships, 5 corvettes, 2 Pocket Cruisers and about 12 gunships of varying sizes each and every one emblazoned on the front with a pair of huge Red Suns. As the Cruisers begin launching Fighters, and those that were already out turn toward the convoy, the Situation goes in 5 seconds from bad, to really really bad. As he watches 2 of the enemy corvettes make micro jumps toward them, coming out on either side of the Vandal, and using tractor beams and other methods they secure the Vandal and begin boarding her. "Order the Alert 5 Fighters to Launch, and get the rest of the pilots to their Fighters, Right NOW!" - OOC:
Ok, I'm assigning jobs to those who have expressed interest, if you don't want them, than send me a PM and I'll assign them to someone else.
Bacredi: 2 Flight is the Alert 5, you have BARman and 2 NPCs right now, you are first to engage.
StOrMz: Black Ace 1-1, also overall commander of the entire expedition Also Crixus is yours to command.
Dante: Vandal, and the Stormtrooper forces on board, as well as a fighter in the Squadrons if you wish.
Hunter: ShadowHawk, and fighter in squadrons if you wish.
BARman: Follow Bacredi's lead, he is your lead.
Slasher: 3 Flight of Black Aces, currently all NPCs get your fighters ready and launched, then follow Bacredi and Stormz lead. (NOTE: I'm still in overall control of the Storyline)
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 6, 2009
1:21:19 PM
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Dante shouted in surprise and pain as his head banged against the transparisteel cockpit. The world seemed to swim for a moment, then cleared as his Katarn armour's HUD flickered to life. One by one, the displays and control panels came to life. Looking at the scene beyond, Dante saw a cluster of small capital ships exchanging fire, with the fuzz that was their fighter screens distorting and twisting as fighters chased each other in all directions and vanished in busts of turbolaser fire. Dante's attention was brought back to his situation by a prolonged whistle from his astromech, R2-G6. A translation ran across the bottom of his helmet HUD. APOLOGIZE FOR THE REVERSION. GRAVITY MASS MINE FORCED DEACTIVATION OF HYPERDRIVE. ATTEMPTING TO CALCUATE ESCAPE ROUTE. "That's quite all right, G6." Dante replied, a hint of a smile working its way across his face. The little repair droid had developed a rather odd personality and was polite to a fault, something that both irritated and charmed the trooper. "Are there any friendlies in the area?" The droid was silent for a moment, no doubt trying to use the Eta-2's subpar scanners to search the battlefield. Mentally, Dante made a note to have them brought up to the modern standard when he got out of this. That is, if he and his ship did get out of this intact. POSITIVE. MULTIPLE FIGHTER AND CAPITAL SHIP SIGNATURES DETECTING AHEAD. The droid paused, its head rotating a full 180 degrees, then continued. WE ARE BEING HAILED BY BOTH GROUPS. RECOMMEND CHANGING IFF TRANSPONDER TO AVOID DESTRUCTION. Dante paused, thinking it over even as the starfighter drifted along. As a precaution, he displayed false tags whenever he entered unclaimed, Alliance, or neutral territory. This counted as all three. Still, there were VE forces in the vicinity. Sighing, he changed the ship's transponder code to that of VE ship. G-6 beeped, this time much quicker than before. THE NEAREST VE SHIP IS HAILING US AGAIN. SUGGEST REPLYING IN ACCORDANCE WITH SELF PRESERVATION PROTOCOL. "Patch them through." There was a crackle of static, followed by a prim, military voice sounding through the inside of Dante's helmet. "Unidentified starighter, identify yourself or we will open fire. Repeat, unidentified starifhgter. Do you copy?" "This is Sergeant First Class Dante Asana, RAIDERS Squad. Recognition code Arkania Bantha Teth Ion." The speaker paused, no doubt checking the code, then replied. "Understood, Sergeant. We're in a bit of a situation here." "I'd noticed." Dante replied dryly. "You are cleared for landing to the Vandall. Be advised that the ship is in the process of being boarded. You are authorized to use lethal force if need be." "Understood." Dante turned the control yoke, and the small starfighter headed for the VandalHe was a few dozen meters away when the first laser cannon shot burned into his rear shields. TRP/1SGDante/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE*HeavyWeapons * .:<<<Read the bloody manual!"Never believe a rumour of my demise. I have as many lives as a cat. Also as many teeth, as many claws, and the same cheery, cooperative disposition." Peter Wiggin, XenocideWashington:"I knew this plan would never work!" Church:"None of our plans ever work." Caboose:"That's why we carry guns" "You'll see, I'll show you, that when the chips are down, these uh... civilized people, they'll eat each other. You see, I'm not a monster. I'm just ahead of the curve." The JokerClick here!
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 6, 2009
9:41:43 PM
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"Bacredi to the Do You Feel Lucky?." Bacredi said, the stealth frigate had been shadowing the group. His NTB-630's three rotary engines blazed around the fire fight. Trying to avoid a battle at this time (a skirimish, at that), Bacredi was waiting for the Do You Feel Lucky? then commed back.
" Do You Feel Lucky? to Bacredi, we are here. We hear you loud and clear, give us an order." The stealth frigate hadn't attacked yet, Bacredi was going to use this to their advantage.
" Lucky, send your Ministry shuttle to catch the Devonshire, Somorset, and the Dutyfree. Pull them back. This will take you what, 10 minutes?" The Ministry engines could rotate three times faster then all those ships.
* * * Two Minutes Later * * *
The Ministry-Class Shuttle Dorn Seven (named after the planet Dorn Seven) moved out of the battle cluster. Two minutes had passed and their communications came back online. The communications officer aboard the Dorn Seven moved about his communications station files. A beep was heard throughout the ship when they settled contact.
"Cap'n, I am initiating contact with the Devonshire now." The communications officer said, he heard the captain respond a second later.
"Affirmative, captain of the watch," the captain stopped for a second as he had to clear up his flight path. "Captain of the watch - turn us in the head of the Somorset and the Dutyfree."
" Devonshire this is the Dorn Seven, we are initiating Code Seven-Delta. Zhar Bacredi is under attack at coordinates that we are sending you through line beta." The com officer was cut off by the Devonshire's captain of the watch, James Say.
"Captain of the Watch James Say, here. The Devonshire is communicating with the Somorset as we speak. Board up into the Devonshire's hangar bay." Zhar "Master Chief" Bacredi Master Chief Petty Officer, Vast Empire Navy Naval Academy Executive Officer, Vast Empire Naval Academy FL/MCPO Zhar Bacredi/Nazgul 9/Phoenix Wing/mSSD Atrus/1st Fleet/VEN/VE [MC:1] [NSM] [EEA] [SoV] [MC:1] [LoM] [NS-H] (=A=) (=^SA^=) (=^ME^=) {BWC} {SWC} |
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 7, 2009
9:21:22 AM
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Arriving on the hangar deck, Slasher runs toward his E-wing, yelling to his R7 unit to get on board as he nears the fighter, he looks around and sees the rest of his flight jumping into their various ships. His flight consists of an E-Wing, a Toscan 8-Q, a Deathseed, and a hornet interceptor. Looking around as he pulls on his helmet and seals his cockpit, he sees the other pilots doing the same. Giving them all a thumbs up he keys in the flight comm channel and says, "All right aces, let's get out there and kick some pirate butt." Accelerating his fighter out of the hangar he checks his six to make sure that the other pilots are there. Seeing that they are, he does some quick mental strategic planning based on the fighters, and what he knew of their pilots. Keying the comm again he gives instructions, "Ten and eleven pair up, twelve you've got my wing." switching over to the squadron channel he asks the xo, "Master Chief, what do you want three flight to do? We have just launched and are fully armed." "what's your weapons loadout?" comes the response. Thinking quickly he says, "we have two fighters optimized for dogfighting, with mainly laser armament, they are being flown by ten and eleven. Twelve is flying a Toscan 8-Q, Laser cannons, ion cannons, and concussion missiles. I have laser cannons and proton torpedoes." "Roger that," comes the response "take twelve with you and engage the two corvettes giving the Vandal trouble. Ten and eleven should remain here for fighter support." Checking to make sure that twlve is following him, Slasher banks off in the direction of the Vandal and her attackers. Switching back to the flight channel he says, "twelve, I'm going for the one on the far side of the Vandal, I'll go in first and strafe her with lasers and torpedoes, follow up with ion cannons and concussion missiles." "Roger that lead" accelerating towards the corvette on the near side of Vandal, Slasher uses it to hide from his true target, pulling up and over at the last moment to strafe the corvette on the far side of the Vandal. First hitting with his lasers, and following up with torpedoes, he overloads the shields in an area momentarily, allowing a trio of concussion missiles from twelve's launcher to penetrate and slam against the hull, followed by a series of ion cannon blasts which keep the corvettes shields down for good as they slam into her shield emitter and the feedback runs back to the generator, causing it to go down, and with it the internal gravity. - OOC:
Ok, this update just includes instructions for those who have posted, as well as for those who have indicated they will post.
Bacredi:
* Black Ace 2-1
* Do You Feel Lucky?
* Devonshire
* Somorset
* Dutyfree
* Black Ace 2-2
* Black Ace 2-4
* XO Black Ace Squadron/2nd Flight Leader
Dante:
* assigned to lead Flame Squad, after death of their Squad leader and ASL, You may either write their deaths, or just go straight in, it is up to you.
* Objective: Repel Boarders attempting to take over Vandal
Zorgn:
* Lead improvised Fire Team of 4 Zero-G troopers, in attempted counter-boarding of corvette disabled by Black Aces nine and twelve.
Anyone else PM me if you need, details of assignments, I'm going to play Mario Kart with my little brother, so I'll be out for about half an hour.
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 7, 2009
11:01:54 AM
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Pain seared his head, noise assaulted his ears, and for a moment, PFC Zorgn had no idea where he was. He opened his eyes, blinked for a moment at the latticework of metal before him, and realized where he was again, and what he was getting paid to do. He was aboard the Corellian Corvette 'Vandal' playing protector to some resupply fleet. He threw off the meager blanket him and slid off the bunk he had been sleeping in. In the spirit of fairness he gave the side of the bunk above him a smack in return for the throb in his head before turning and heading off with a mixed group of unarmored troopers to the armory to get suited up. Somewhere in the daze of bashing his head into someone else's bunk he'd missed the message over the ship's intercom, but along the corridor and in every room he passed emergency strobe lights blinked everyone was needed, nap or no nap. Had to be during my sleep cycle didn't it? Couldn't spite me like this if they were planning it.Along with the rest of the sleepers, he turned into the armory and grinned to be back in his favorite part of any ship. Weapon racks filled to bursting, little cases padded on the inside to hold grenades, metal crates covered with caution stickers, and best of all, five zero-g assault suits in the corner, one with his name on it. Like a standard suit of armor, the Zero-G Assault Stormtrooper Armor Mark II was a series of interconnecting pieces worn over a mesh bodysuit, and while it did not have the ability to step into it like the Mark I, Zorgn still had the suit on and powered up just after the normal stormtroopers had left, a personal record. "Where do they want us again?" the trooper to his right asked. Zorgn turned slightly to the trooper and was pleased as the hud lit up and identified him a Z-3 of the five man squad. "Wish I knew, Z-3. I guess... No, wait." An icon appeared in the top left of his view and flashed for a moment before Zorgn eyed it and blinked. It expanded to cover half his view in a semi-transparent text box that scrolled with accompanying computerized voice-over. "They have a ship they've blown the gravity on already, and we get to go finish it off. Kill the crew, avoid damaging ship primary systems, blow holes in it if needed. Starboard airlocks, ASAP."TRP/PFC Zorgn/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
Certainty of death, small chance of success... What are we waiting for?
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 7, 2009
9:10:35 PM
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“No… you cannot have Drackar… He is my Krayt Dragon… NO! Get of- ugh…” Hunter said, asleep on his bunk. His last words had been broken off when he was pitched off his bed into the wall. He instantly jumped to his feet when the ringing alarms and the shuddering of the ship registered in his groggy mind. He nearly gave himself a concussion when the door didn’t open. Luckily, his pushed his shoulder ahead further and that was what absorbed most of the impact. He stumbled back and looked closely at the readout beside the door. “Why is the frakkin door locked? Gah!” Hunter said, kicking the readout angrily. The readout gave a scrambled series of beeps and the door whooshed open. Mildly surprised, Hunter immediately rushed out the room and ran to the cockpit. He entered to find that the droids were piloting the ship through some kind of battle the was raging around them. “What the frak do ya think you’re doing? Stupid droids. Why the frak didn’t you wake me up? And why was the door locked? Nevermind. Open up a channel to the Crixus.” Hunter said quickly, making his through the mass of droids to the pilot’s seat. He slid in it just in time to hear the Captain of the Crixus talking. “Hey. Hunter-Morrell here. What happened? I go to sleep one moment and wake up the next with a battle going on right outside my ship.” Hunter said. “Hunter?” the Captain said, with a very familiar voice. “Stormz? Is that you? I didn’t know you were here.” Hunter said. “Yes, it’s me. Now, no time for chit chat. You wanted a sit-rep?” Stormz said. “Yeah. Fill me in on everything. I’ve kind of... uh... been asleep for a little while.” Hunter said sheepishly. “Heh… Well, we were pulled out of hyperspace by a gravity mine. Awaiting us were more than 20 ships, 5 corvettes, 2 Pocket Cruisers and about 12 gunships. The Vandal has been captured with tractor beams and is currently being boarded. The boarding parties are hopefully being repelled.” Stormz said. “Pretty much uneventful I’m guessing…” Hunter said with an air of boredom. Stormz laughed and signed off. Hunter turned and directed his attention to the droids assembled before him. “You are to pilot this ship to the best of your abilities. I will not tolerate this ship being destroyed, do you hear me? Now, alert every droid aboard and tell them to get to their battle stations, even the combat droids. I’m going to pilot my starfighter into battle and I’ll be gone for most of the battle.” Hunter said, slowly making his way to the doorway. Stepping through it, he hurried toward the hangar where his P-38 starfighter was sitting. It was new, though it had been modified slightly. - OOC:
- I'm assuming Stormz is in command of the Crixus. Give me a starfighter spot, Slasher. May put up a post tomorrow.
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 7, 2009
11:12:55 PM
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- OOC:
- Hunter is assigned as Black Ace 1-3. Have fun, currently you report to Bacredi.
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 8, 2009
1:07:03 AM
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"Well hello everyone." Captain of the Watch James Say said through the entire battle cluster com as the Devonshire came through hyperspace. Next the Somorset arrived, closely followed by the small fighter attache. "Good to see you here." Bacredi said as the Do You Feel Lucky? joined the fight. Bacredi patted his pistol as he joined the fight. - OOC:
- not done
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 8, 2009
7:42:28 PM
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- OOC:
- Catachan is going to be the pilot of Black Ace 12, flying the Toscan 8-Q in that slot.
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 9, 2009
12:41:26 AM
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- OOC:
- Not feeling anything on my last post
The Captain of the Watch James Say signaled the commander of Security Charles Robinson to come towards him. Say then pressed his palms against the security screen. "Robinson, get the men ready." He then signaled for the commander of starfighter control. "Gregor Milan, get the shuttles ready. I want three of the shuttles with two starfighter escorts each ready. Robinson, repeating weapons, projectiles. Get to it." Say turned around. Robinson headed for the armory were 10 fireteams would be waiting for him. Milan began to press his finger into his ear. He commed for a few TIE Fighters to guard the three shuttles. * * *The first of the ten fireteams was armed with a multitude of 500 repeating riot blasters. The othrs held grenades, pistols, automatic weaponry, etc. Charles Robinson, wearing bulletproof (and shock proof) armor stood at the front of all these fireteams, holding his weapon high. "We are being sent over to an enemy corvette. We are to tap into our com signal three. Right, put your suits on and then enter your assigned shuttle." Robinson entered his shuttle, and the Devonshire turned to a firing range of the enemy target. The Devonshire and the Somorset were going to fire two high powered EMPs into the enemy midst. * * *On the bridge of the Somorset, Geoffrey Roebuck conveyed with his weapon's officer about how to send this missile without hitting any of the allied ships. He eventually figured the vector out before figuring everything else out. "Weapon's officer. Fire two of our Diamond Peacemakers." The weapon's officer looked up and open her mouth. "Codes are in place- the password is seventeen delta zulu three niner. Hand print to screen two, please." Roebuck screened his hand on the screen. The screen gave a green shade of a check mark and then the weapon's officer began to speak. "Missile fire in five, four, three, two, missile is away." Roebuck looked around at the men and women that were partially clapping. Suddenly, a smile that had erupted on Roebuck's face moments earlier faded away as the sound of a missile lock came onto the coms. "Weapons officer fire countermeasures. Officer at the watch keep us on a steady course, we don't want to take it in the engines..." Roebuck said. "Gigity.. kinky." The Officer at the watch, an old friend of Roebuck's said. Roebuck turned around and chuckled a bit. The missile suddenly blew up due to the countermeasures. Zhar "Master Chief" Bacredi Master Chief Petty Officer, Vast Empire Navy Naval Academy Executive Officer, Vast Empire Naval Academy XO/MCPO Zhar Bacredi/Nazgul 9/Phoenix Wing/mSSD Atrus/1st Fleet/VEN/VE [MC:1] [NSM] [EEA] [SoV] [MC:1] [LoM] [NS-H] (=A=) (=^SA^=) (=^ME^=) {BWC} {SWC} |
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 9, 2009
4:27:04 PM
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"Target disabled," Said Skrat, "But the thrill of the kill is not as good when you just disable it, Slasher." He joked. "Har Har twelve, but your not flight leader, are you?" Slasher said back. "Yeah, I know that. Just stating that I would've enjoyed killing the reb, rather than stunning it." Replied Skrat. "Alright, enough chit-chat. Next Target is a DP-20 Corellian Gunboat about... Just look for the one nearest to the Dutyfree", Slasher ordered him. As the pair made their way across the battlefield, a few capital ships came out of Hyperspace. One of the frigates, which Skrat couldn't recognize, began unloading about 2 dozen fighters, give or take a fighter or 2. From there, the friagte began firing anti-fighter weapons at Skrat and Slasher. Unfortunately, Slasher took many of the hits, making his fighter go out of control, and he landed in a rebel ship. His status is unknown to him for the moment. "This is Black Ace 12, wingman landed in hangar. His status is unknown. Someone mind going to check up on him?" Skrat said on the private comm. Looks like the show is up to me for right now Skrat thought to himself as he makes his way alone to the Gunboat. When he reached the location, it looked like it would take a few missiles to take it out - a few he didn't have. - OOC:
- stopping again
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 11, 2009
1:23:32 PM
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Pulling up and around to make another run at the pirate gunboat which they were engaging, Slasher is nearly through completing his turn when his R7 unit screeches in horror, and he looks up to several additional capital ships entering the combat zone. He has time to see a Nebulon B escort frigate, a Hapan Battle Dragon (obviously stolen) and also several old smaller capital ships joining the fray. He turns his attention back to what is immediately in front of him as the proximity alarms go off, and a Hapan Nova class frigate appears right in front of him, as he watches the fighters launching from her hangers, as he attempts to evade the fighters launching the ship starts to fire with its anti-starfighter batteries. Slasher didn't stand a chance, his fighter's shields hold for only a few seconds before he starts taking serious hits. As the fire slams into his unshielded fighter, something in his cockpit explodes, he feels sharp pain in his leg and as he looks down he sees that his leg has been pierced by several pieces of shrapnel. Fighting the pain he rights his wounded fighter, which is venting atmosphere, and aims for his only possible landing place, the hanger of the Nova that had attacked him. As he brings his badly damaged fighter in to land he sees that the deck is mostly deserted, with only two or three technicians still remaining on the deck. Leaving the landing to R7, Slasher opens the cockpit and jumps from the slowly descending fighter, landing on his good leg and rolling, he draws his side-arm and opens fire, taking out the startled technicians with his first volley. Turning quickly to the cargo bay of his fighter, he begins grabbing weapons and quickly switches out the damage armor piece from his leg and replaces it with a undamaged one after binding the wounds. Just as he is snapping shut the cargo bay the door to the Hanger opens, whirling he falls to one knee, pulling up his projectile rifle and dropping the first three men through the door with well aimed bursts from the rifle. Continuing to fire rounds at the doorway, Slasher moves toward some cargo boxes for cover, at the same time using his armor's built in communication system to appraise Bacredi of the situation. - OOC:
- Ok, here are the current assignments.
Hunter --> Either go to back up Slasher, and attempt to extract him from the Nova Class frigate, or continue current assignment.
Bacredi --> Take command of all of Black Aces until such time as Stormz posts, until then, assume that you are the SC of Black Aces
Dante --> Continue Previous assignment
Catachan --> You just lost your wingman, form up with Black Ace 10 and Black Ace 11 and await orders from Bacredi
Zorgn --> Continue Previous assignment
BARman --> Go along with Hunter if he chooses to rescue Slasher (Hunter can write BARman's character, since I own both Slasher and BARman.) Otherwise continue previous assignment.
Anyone I forgot, or who wants to get in, PM me or yell at me on IRC
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 15, 2009
7:04:47 PM
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Hunter dodged yet another shot from the fighter tailing him and swiveled around in his seat to catch a glimpse of it. Wishing he had brought one of his astromech droids, Hunter briefly considered swinging by the ShadowHawk to get one of them. Shaking off the thought, he jumped a bit when his comm crackled to life. “Lieutenant Bacredi here. Hunter, head over to that Nova-class Frigate and rescue Slasher. He got himself trapped on there with no way of getting out. Hurry. He may not have much time.” Bacredi’s voice sounded out. “Uh… I’m kinda busy at the moment. I’ll head over there when I can. Just let me take care of the fighter on my tail and I’ll be free. And nice, you got a promotion.” Hunter said. “That I did. Now hurry. Bacredi out.” he replied. Sighing, Hunter pulled out of a tight turn and hurtled towards the ShadowHawk. Nearing it, he opened a channel with it. “Open the hangar. I’m coming in hard. While you’re at it, gunners, take care of the fighter on my tail.” Hunter said, slowing a bit. Slowing enough as to not leave himself vulnerable to the fighter, he rocketed into the hangar. The force field was already on, so he didn’t have to worry about running into the hangar doors. Slipping through the force field took away some of his momentum, but not enough so he turned the reverse thrusters on full power. It still wasn’t enough and he slid into the wall, making a nice sized dent in the hangar wall. Thankfully, the LightSlicer wasn’t too damaged and he popped the canopy and hopped out. Running full speed toward the armory and jumping in before the door was even fully open, grabbing the nearest weapons, which happened to be a submachine gun and a shotgun. Because of foresight, his armor was all neatly laid out and he donned it in less time than it took to lay it out. He slung the weapons over his shoulder and took off back to the hangar. When he reached the LightSlicer, he jumped on it and slid into the cockpit. Retracting the canopy, he put the two guns in his lap and lifted off. Swinging around, he screamed out the hangar and pushed the fighter to its limits and past, trying to reach the frigate before anything happened to Slasher. His comm crackled and Hunter rolled his eyes. They’re only supposed to contact me if they have orders for me. Jeez. I wonder what else I have to do now.“Lieutenant Bacredi here. BARman is going to be joining you.” Bacredi said slowly. “Ok, sir.” Hunter said. Switching to BARman’s comm, Hunter tested it to make sure it was what it was supposed to be. “BARman?” Hunter said slightly. “I’m assuming you’re Hunter. I’m on your six right now. Lead the way.” BARman responded quickly. Hunter grinned despite himself and hit the boosters he had recently had installed. “Try and keep up.” Hunter said. Hunter and BARman were forced to change course multiple times due to a hail of fire converging on them from different capital ships. Successfully managing to evade most of the fire, Hunter scooted up against the frigate, nearly touching the hull, in an effort to make it to the hangar. BARman quickly mirrored his actions. “We’re going in hard. Be prepared to meet some resistance. You got a good weapon?” Hunter said. “Yeah. My trusty blaster.” BARman replied. Hunter clicked an affirmative and slowed down a bit as they reached the hangar force field. He flew out away from the ship and dipped back in, sliding through the force field. - OOC:
- All I could get. My mom told me to get off and I thought this'd be enough for a decent post.
Vast Empire Imperial Navy
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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January 16, 2009
10:26:24 AM
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- OOC:
Ok, so I am going to be doing a bit of reassigning based on who is here, changes in Ranks, and in some places just because I was bored and decided to throw a curve, so listen-up, and have fun. I will attempt to get a post up as Slasher or BARman, or both by Monday, however I have some other responsibilities which I need to see to first at this point in time.
So without further ado, assignments.
Bacredi
* Assigned to Command the Crixus
* Assigned to Black Ace 1, Overall commander of Starfighters
Hunter
* Board the Nova, rescue Slasher
* Don't kill BARman
* Assigned as Black Ace 9, FL of 3 Flight.
Dante
* Continue to fight off those attempting to board the Vandal, and possibly board one of the other corvettes.
BARman
* Help Hunter Rescue Slasher from on board the Nova
* Assigned as Black Ace 2, Bacredi's wingman
Slasher
* Don't Die, fight off Pirates until Hunter and BARman arrive to rescue you.
* XO of Black Aces
Zorgn
* Continue your Zero-G assault against the other Corvette, new goal, leave no one alive. you are completely weapons free, and do as much damage as possible.
Catachan
* Continue Current assignment, attack the gunboat, then request orders from Hunter.
Slashers' R2 Unit
* Take Grapthar's Hammer and fly it to the Nova, providing Slasher with a way off of the ship.
Slashers' R7 Unit
* Get the E-Wing Flight capable, (can be done since without pilot life support is not required)
* Return to the Crixus for repairs.
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RE: Escort Mission (MOVED TO HERE)
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February 6, 2009
9:06:29 AM
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- OOC:
- Sorry that it has taken me so long to get the next post up, I have gotten very busy with a number of things, and didn't have time. But here it is.
As Slasher dives behind the cargo boxes he continues to fire in the direction of the entrance doors to the hangar bay. Although he can't take Nina back himself in her current condition, he is sure that she can make it back, so he yells to his R7 unit over the gunfire, "Twitter, get Nina out of here, return to the Crixus and have the techs over there get her patched up. Also have R2-P8 bring me back Grapthar's Hammer so that I can get off this dang thing." "Bweop Bwoo" comes the response. As Slasher looks around again for a better place to hide, he sees that the door to an adjacent hangar bay has just enough room for him to slip under it. He waits until Twitter brings the E-Wing's engines up and brings her around to blast out of the hangar. As the pirates coming through the main entrance to the hangar are distracted by this, Slasher makes a run for it, diving and rolling underneath the door as a barrage of gunfire comes his direction, because the pirates, having seen the movement, whirl toward him and begin to open fire. Once inside of the hangar bay Slasher looks up, amazed at what he sees before him. There, in the hangar bay, is a stolen imperial shuttle. Lambda class, designation T-4a. Running quickly toward the ship, Slasher hails the ship from his suit's communication unit, hoping that he will be able to activate the built in Imperial Forces Identification routines, which will allow him to board and take command of the shuttle. Although such systems are no longer standard aboard imperial spacecraft, because they would be able to be used by all the different factions, Slasher decided to take a chance and see whether this had been stolen before those changes became standard practice. Luckily for Slasher, this shuttle had been stolen before those changes were common practice, making it child's play for him to lower the ramp and board the shuttle. Once on board he quickly seals the ramp and begins to see what he can do about making the ship his safehouse. === Lambda Class T-4a shuttle, Horn of Valor === Slasher quickly enters the cockpit of the Horn of Valor checking the defensive systems, he is happy to see that all of the weapons systems are still installed, and they are all reading that they are fully operational. Which changes the whole game... - OOC:
- Ok, anyone who still wants to participate, you have your previous assignments, don't come to my rescue just yet, the Horn of Valor is going to be my ride out of the enemy ship.
Senior Chief Petty Officer Rorran "Slasher" Gorma
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