OOC: For those of you anxious to see what's coming up. I posted early the backstory of what will be happening in the story. There will be one thread for each group, totaling 3 threads. As you can see, platoon won't have a bearing on your group. After all, it is a story. The competition will be based on your posting, graphics, and gaming. More official-like details when the story is released. This thread is just for background information and will be locked so that you don't post on it. When your threads are posted, you will be allowed to post.
It was a typical day for Surface Marshall Fury: BUSY! It was common knowledge that on top of his duties as Prefect of the Army, Fury was also the Imperial Center Store's shopkeeper. This meant that he also was in charge of making sure that inventory was done every so often. With Fury as shopkeeper, you knew that every so often was quite frequently. In the middle of his inventory check one day, Fury received an important message from the Nordiss D.
"Fury sir, are you there?"
"Yes I'm here. Who is this?" he replied.
"I'm the store manager for the Imperial Center Weapons facility on Nordiss D. Sir, we've been robbed blind."
Fury paused for a minute; his blood pressure was boiling. "HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE WITH ALL THE SECURITY YOU GUYS HAVE IN PLACE?!?!?!"
"I don't know sir. We arrived today and there was nothing to sell. Imperial Security is still investigating this. We have a guess that whoever this was, is gone to Mimban. We found something here that came clearly from Mimban."
"I'll bet it was those space pirates again! I'll take care of things!" Fury said angrily, as he went over to the imagecaster in his office to contact Rizzit.
In Rizzit's office, TJ, Cosmic, and Dez had just joined him and Raziel for their weekly game of Sabaac. TK-112 had also come on this occasion. As Rizzit was dealing the cards, TJ had noticed that Rizzit's holoreciever was flashing.
"Um Rizz...that red light is flashing on your receiver." TJ said.
Rizzit sighed. "Allright!I'll get it. Leave the cards till I get back! It's my deal!" he said as he walked over to check who the message was from.
"Rizzit!" roared Fury's face. "I've just had one of our IC locations robbed. Damn Space Pirates again. Get a group together&.Pronto! I want my stuff back! They're on Mimban!"
Before Rizzit had a chance to say anything, Fury's head disappeared. Rizzit slowly turned around, and went back over to the table. Still standing, he began to say something until he was interrupted by his receiver again. This time it was from a protocol droid in the intelligence section. Rizzit could tell this was something important, as he could see the droid wailing its arms as it spoke.
"Major Rizzit sir!" The droid began rather nervously. "I'm afraid I have bad news sir."
"Well, it can't be any worse than the news that I just got from Fury." Rizzit muttered under his breath."
"Sir! We are going to be under attack soon if we don't do anything."
"So the New Republic actually got some backbone and decided to attack us at home? Bring it on then." Rizzit said confidently.
"Actually sir, our intelligence units have found a group originating from the moon of Rori. Like us sir, they are an imperial faction."
"So let's move on to Rori then." Rizzit said and was about to hastily close the connection, when the droid interrupted; it explained that the group was using the planet of Devoran as a small base. They were building up an army and a massive supply of weapons.
"So,they have a new-found supply of weapons then? Intresting..."
"I didn't say new-found sir!"
"I KNOW!" Rizzit shouted angrily. "I did. The Imperial Center was just robbed, and now these guys are massing weapons. Makes sense yes? Anyways, I'll take care of it. Thanks for letting me know."
Rizzit closed the connection and sighed angrily. This was not turning out to be his day. If things got any worse around here, he might snap from the anxiety. Regardless, he now had TWO situations to deal with.
Rizzit began once more to return to the table, when yet again the light began to flicker. He began to curse out loud. "NOW WHAT?!" This time he was greeted by an actual person in the field.
"Major Rizzit sir! Have you received word of a possible attack on you? Maybe even a thievery of the Imperial Center?"
Rizzit nodded. "Yes I did. How did you know?"
"I am part of the Stormtrooper Corps Intelligence Unit, we have been here on Moorja and found some intresting things. Currently, there's an Intel facility that is feeding your every move to Devaron, Mimban, and Rori."
"Well I'd say our immediate reaction must be to take it out. Moorja you say? We'll try and meet up with you down there before long. We're definitely on our way there&contact myself or Colonel TJ if anything out of the ordinary occurs. Rizzit out!"
Rizzit closed the connection, and the soldier's face faded away. He attempted one more time to go back to the card table to cancel the game. (Although Rizzit was sure the others already knew this)
"So does this mean you won't be dealing?" asked TK sincerely.
About an hour later...
The squads had all been contacted by Rizzit, and were ordered to meet at the conference center (which would be used in this case as a briefing room). The squads came in one by one. Iron Horse and Dark Dragoons were sent to the first room; Raiders and Lancer to the second room; Wraiths, Jester, and Nightstalkers were sent to the third room. They were all ordered to remain there until the commander taking charge of their mission entered the room to brief them. From there, they would follow that person's orders.
"So, how we going to do this?" TJ asked Rizzit. Cosmic, Raziel and TK had also joined him.
"I'm going to Mimban with the horseys and dragoons. I've been to Mimban before, it makes the most sense."
"Well then, if you don't mind Cos: I'll take TK with me to Moojra with the Raiders and Lancers."
"Oh sure. Leave me with the other three. Do you realize what you're doing to me? We gotta go up against another imperial faction!"
"Sorry Cos,but you are the oldest one here
" Rizzit joked. "Shall we go do this?"
They all wished each other luck, then headed for their respective briefing rooms. Rizzit went to room 1; TJ to room 2; and Cosmic to room 3. Each of them would be briefing their squads, before grabbing their gear and heading up to the ISD Dominion.
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Major Rizzit BlackHeart
Wildcard Platoon Commander
Phoenix Company Commander
Army of the Vast Empire
PC/MAJ
Rizzit/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE[OPE][OTH][EW1][RCoD][CRoM][CoH][OPA][SoA][SoS][SCP]
Everything expressed truly from your heart and soul is as pure as gold in the minds of anyone who listens!"--Rizzit
