The RP Thread

[GreyStar]

(Well there goes my thread loading ability, JK. And well yeah my fleet looks a bit tame in comparison. I'll have the full write up then. Also I'm funny I named all of my New Republic characters and ships after the color grey...)

Admiral Nokri of the Gunmetal Fleet was on the other end, looking around the bridge.
"Ah, Captain Adrian, I'm glad to see you have a new ship. Quite impressive actually, considering how bad I felt watching what happened to you last week. I apologize about Captain Canis, Ordo he prefers, I feel he was too ruthless on you. I was wondering if you could assist me and my fleet with our continued efforts to locate Death's Pass, I have some smuggler friends I've dispatched Captain Canis and Knight Falcon to. And yes, I'm on the Ion enhanced Star Destroyer, well one of the three, Madara sent us. Been running the hyperspace coordinates again and again and getting nothing... Well my fleet is getting repairs and retrofits after that skirmish over Balmorra..."

[Mr.Puerto]

After the gifts for the various factions of the galaxy were loaded up into the various bulk cruisers. Madara sat down and began meditating while Madara was a being that existed outside the force, and his personal inner energy wasn't parallel to the force. If he used a certain technique he could connect himself to the force in a very board way, he began attempting to find an old friend of his. "He should still be with the Imperials and he probably already thinks I have defected." Madara thought to himself. As he continued to search the force, he stumbled upon an unusual feeling coming from his fleet, he realized these were the sleepers once of his spies had told him about. Luckily they had been reconditioned, Madara wasn't a fool he knew Palpatine attempted to keep track of his movements. That's why he was almost done selecting his own personal for his fleet, they just need another Admiral and he was good to go. "Ah here we go I've found you now Commander Kast Nerix."

Madara received a call interrupting his meditation, while he was a little irritated he knew his... servants... wouldn't interrupt him for any silly reason so it must of been important. He got up from his position, and opened the door to find his servant.
His servant was leaning on the wall with his arms crossed. He had a very cool demeanor, considering his background it was surprising.  "Hey boss you're getting a communication from the old encryption network. It's probably from our friend Kast." He said in a cool manner.
"Interesting I was just reaching out to him with the force, can this be the force?" Madara wondered out loud.
"I doubt it, the force doesn't like to play with us outsiders." Madara's servant said.
"Anyway, there are forces attempting to activate the sleepers inside our fleet, I want you to take care of them using our method." Madara whispered, "I would take care of it myself but it seems that I am needed elsewhere."
"Alright boss, I'll take care of it now." His servant finally stopped leaning on his wall and began walking away then disappeared. 
A few hours later...
Madara finally thought to himself "Good thing I never told Palpatine my true origins, or the location of this area." As his shuttle finally began to orbit Death's Pass, it was time to get into his personal ship and train his new fleet personal. He pulled out his communicator and began trying to reach Kast.

[GreyStar]

(So because of Forum issues I won't be able to post my Ascendancy style fleet. Apologies.)

[Grand Admiral Rufaan Tigellinus]

Wow, Puerto, if that's the fleet, then I'm taking the Bellator as my personal ship (if you don't mind). I'll continue my RP tomorrow, but great job everyone so far. Btw, Puerto, do you want Pullpork to be loyal to Madara, or to become a pain in the ass behind his back? I'll do as you say this time, since you set the tone for this RP more or less, but I'm just speculating on what would be better for the story.

[rednax]

  that fleet is the background of my laptop! Beautiful image...

I get that you want Deaths pass to be the only way into your little empire in the unknown regions, but would there be any access through from factions already working in the unknown regions?

[Revanchist]

"Sir, we've received a response to your hail," Beecher reported.

Curious. That was quicker than I expected. "Very well, I shall be in the conference room. Commander Crispus, you have the bridge." Captain Nerix rose and exited the bridge. Time for a long overdue chat. Entering the conference room, he locked the doors using his personal encryption key. No one on the ship would be able to interrupt him. He walked over to a panel on the wall and began adjusting the dials. This signal is too low power to transmit video, but audio will work. "This is Captain Kast Nerix of the Imperial warship Immolation. I am alone, and this communication is unmonitored. I believe it is time for us to speak, Grand Admiral Madara. Or do you prefer the title Warlord now?"

[Mr.Puerto]

that fleet is the background of my laptop! Beautiful image...

I get that you want Deaths pass to be the only way into your little empire in the unknown regions, but would there be any access through from factions already working in the unknown regions?

Nope, the only Hyperspace lane is going through Death's Pass. That's why its named Death's Pas

Madara laughed to himself, and said " Warlord? Hardly, I mean have you seen the activity the Imperials have been up to? Of course you have! No I'll retain my Grand Admiral Rank. In any case you might suspect I've left the Empire, let me discuss somethings with you."

[Revanchist]

"What I suspect is unimportant. Your words and actions will speak for themselves," Nerix replied. "What do you wish to discuss?"

[Mr.Puerto]

"What I suspect is unimportant. Your words and actions will speak for themselves," Nerix replied. "What do you wish to discuss?"

Message was sent to inbox to continue the discussion in private

[GreyStar]

Genesis

Talon looked to Ordo and patted his shoulder.

"Sorry bud, there's nothing here. If it is here it's not in a language you understand." He said. Ordo nodded with a sigh.

"Tell Casey I said hi." Ordo replied heading out the elevator, out the door, off the planet, back to Mon Calamari.

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Balmorra

Falcon smirked finding a clean copy of the Unknown Regions Chart that Madara gave the Emperor a long time ago, finding a key point with the data. A hyperspace route to Death's Pass. The Jedi quickly left and mounted his bike, heading for his E-Wing back to Mon Calamari. A speederbike will totally fit inside an E-Wing. Sure.

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Several hours later, Mon Calamari

Ordo was sitting at a table on the Grey Command, ignoring the humming of the ship being worked on outside the hull and the vibrations heading inwards, watching a group of smugglers leave with a sigh. He spin a credit coin in his hands, rubbing his head when he heard a message on the PA.

"Captain Ordo to the bridge please." The comms said. He got up and started to head to the bridge.

(Leaving stuff open so people can interject different characters and such.)

[RevanTheFireMage]

Adrian's face glowed as he viewed the planet Coruscant from the viewport, he cursed the planet under his breath as he looked at the vast city. He hated the planet and all it's 'Majestic' gloriousness. He breathed a sigh of relief as the ship turned away taking the planet out of his view. Adrian had felt caged in the capital, he had longed to be free in the vastness of space breathing in that beautiful dark void. Except not really since that would've killed him.

He would rather die than be on that planet any longer however, he turned quickly from the port window and began transversing the ship towards the bridge he heard the comm continue to crackle and he suddenly realized he had been daydreaming while Nokri was talking, he spoke into the communicator warily as he hadn't heard a word he had said except for 'Madara' and 'Death's Pass'. "I'm actually going to go my own way on this one but I will be in touch with you as I continue my search, I have many connections in the galaxy and I'll find him in due time." Adrian was about to end the transmission when he thought of an idea, "However you can assist me in my search, I want you to bring those three star destroyers along but always remain one jump behind us, I'll call for you to join us when I need you". Adrian was a kind man but he didn't know Nokri very well and if he was anything like Ordo he could do without that. He had a cold demeanor about him Adrian did, he wasn't cruel or unjust but anyone outside his inner circle didn't know this and he never showed his true self to anyone but those closest to him. He never let people read him as that would've given them an advantage over him. He could always read other people and used this to understand their actions as their emotions always betrayed them.

Adrian resumed his walk to the bridge and saw his crew moving around as they moved around, they moved crates of supplies and tanks of Tibanna Gas to fuel the cannons. "All is right in the galaxy" he thought to himself as he continued his walk to the bridge. His crew saluted him as he passed and he waved them off. He wasn't a Captain who abused his power and did the best he could for his crew. Even if it meant bringing him to his limits and beyond.

Adrian reached the repulsor-lift to the bridge and got in with fellow officers as they made their way to the bridge, once their he quickly moved to the command view port where Mitron was standing viewing the collection of ships as they began to hyper space to Bestine. Mitron's good hearing allowed him to hear Adrian coming up behind him over all the noise. "Good evening Captain, or should I call you Admiral now?" He asked raising and eyebrow at him. Adrian shook his head a little "Mitron you know just to call me Adrian". Adrian chuckled as he put his arm around Mitron and Mitron cracked his rare but charismatic grin. "Well Adrian we need to get a move on it don't we." Mitron said while looking out excitedly at the vast darkness and clusters of stars. "Yes, yes we really do." Adrian replied as the space in front of them blurred and the stars began to stretch and then fade as they jumped to hyperspace

(Mitron and Adrian are really good friends and they've been so since the Battle of Yavin)
(AND I HAVE RETURNED [AGAIN])

[GreyStar]

Admiral Nokri frowned seeing he lost his chance to continue talking with Adrian.

"Senior Captain Ordo, I'm taking my personal flagship, the Star Destroyers, six Corellian Corvettes, six Quaser Carriers, and six Dauntless Cruisers. Take the rest of the fleet to Death's Pass on behalf of the New Republic, I've sent message to fleet command of our, new, arrangement." Nokri said before cutting comms before Ordo could reply.

"Gentlemn, follow Captain Adrian's hyperspace trail." Nokri said sitting in his chair and looking out the viewport. "And look for any hails from Fleet Command."

Ordo reorganized the chain of command and set off for Death's Pass, Falcon once again with him.

[RevanTheFireMage]

Adrian not looking at Mitron asked from the corner of his mouth, "So what ships are under my command? And are they really shitty ships because I wouldn't be surprised if they were." He said as he actually thought about it and he realized that he really wouldn't be surprised. Mitron commanded a full list of the ships and one of the newer officers answered with a slight stutter, "Well s-sir we have three MC90 class cruisers, a-a-a-and eight Dreadnought class heavy cruisers from the old K-K-Ka-". "Katana Fleet?" Mitron interupted, the officer nodded quickly and then resumed "Eleven Quasar class carriers, with K-K-K-K-Wings and E-wings, and we also h-h-have twenty CR-90 class c-corvettes with X-X-X-wing escort." Adrian nodded thinking the officer was done but the officer stated one more thing, "A-A-A-And one heavily modified G-G-G" The officer sighed as he cursed under his breath.

Adrian smiled politely and figured it was one of the first assignments the officer had, "Continue please and don't be nervous, I don't really bite people that's just a legend about me." The officer's eyes widened and continued. "Gozanti Cruiser named the Red Thun-" The officer paused as he reread that several times "The Red Thunder? What kind of person would fly that h-h-hunk of junk"

Adrian's smile disappeared a little and Mitron looked nervously at him before rushing over to the officer and speaking in a hushed tone explained the situation, as Mitron's words dawned on the newer officer his eyes went to Adrian's face and the officer's face went a stark white. "I'm s-s-s-s-sorry sir! I did not know that was a personal ship of your's!" Adrian gave him a stern look "Why yes it is my ship, and what do you think of me? Am I just some run of the mill ruffian? Oh I must be for flying that hunk of junk!" Adrian began to shout as his anger flared, Mitron backed away from the officer not wanting to face Adrian's rage, "I flew that ship for 23 galactic years bringing arms and supplies to worlds under the harsh rule of the Empire, From Mon Calamari all the way to Naboo, and there were some days were I went hungry as I gave all my food to people who had less than me! People who were starving, people were being tortured and used by the Empire for their material gain! I LOST EVERYTHING TO THE EMPIRE, I LOST MY FAMILY, MY HOME, ALL THANKS TO THEM! BUT YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND THAT STRUGGLE OF HAVING NOTHING AND HAVING TO KEEP MOVING ON AND DOING YOUR BEST TO SURVIVE IN A COLD CARELESS GALAXY NOW WOULD YOU!" He shouted at the top of his lungs

Adrian's eyes were so full of rage, his face had turned a bright red from his shouting and the entire bridge was silent as the veteran and newer officer were just staring at him wide eyed. The only noise came from the soft hum of the monitors as they worked. The Officer that had made the remark was ashen in the face and his head was down in shame at what he said, Adrian had been holding that in for a long time and it felt good to get it out but not at the cadet. He had an uneasy feeling in his stomach, "All of you get back to work." He barked and the bridge was alive with the flurry of his crew as they found other things to have their attention. Adrian motioned for Mitron to follow and he fell into pace behind him.

"That was a bit harsh Adrian, even for you." Adrian glared at him "You know what we went through you and I and you also know the things I sacrificed to help the Rebellion, I will not be called a god damn scruffian for trying to the right thing." He remarked in a huff, his comm beeped and he looked and saw that it was from the New Republic (Someone can insert a new character here if they would like), he answered angrily "Look I don't have time for this I haven't had my McSpacey's coffee yet and I'm on edge so whoever this is, spit it out quick or I'm ending the transmission".

[Mr.Puerto]

Alright since it seems like a big event will happen tomorrow lets continue it then

[Mr.Puerto]

Madara mobilizes his fleet and into a certain position away from the Hyperspace lane going into Death's Pass

[GreyStar]

Admiral Nokri and his group followed Adrian, always remaining one jump behind.

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Senior Captain Ordo with Falcon, with three MC90s loaded with 18B-Wing Squadrons, 9 Dauntless Cruisers loaded with 9 Y-Wings, 24 Quasers loaded with 48 X-Wing Squadrons, and 8 Corellion Corvettes arrived in Death's Pass, looking for Imperial defectors to hail at.

[Mr.Puerto]

Madara saw looked to his holo display, "Quite the fleet they brought in, even though I told them told them not to do something like that. Oh well I did warn them." Madara thought to himself. "Hey, did you take care of our problem and train and filter our new staff." Madara question his servant who was on the other side of the holodisplay. The servant looked up and smiled, "Its all done boss, there is nothing inside our ships or staff that could possibly be used against us. No viruses, no sleepers, nothing of the sort, I used our power to make sure of it."

"Good, get your fighter squadron and your sector fleet and protect this ship." Madara said. Madara looked down to his communicator and told his forces "Get ready to deploy and to follow the plan stick to your positions."

Madara finally signed and hailed Ordo. "I'm quite displeased Captain I told you to only bring what was necessary."   

[GreyStar]

"Apologies, Grand Admiral, but I had orders from my superiors to take his fleet." Captain Ordo said turning to Madara. "So. Let's begin."

[Mr.Puerto]

"Its quite a shame really. Here I had gone ahead and had gathered the perfected blueprints and production methods of Spaarti cloning. Just for the gift of trust for the New Republic. I had even created a small number of 500,000 of them just for the New Republic. But now here we are." Madara said smiling. Madara continued "I mean I do have an intelligence network far greater than any the galaxy as ever seen. Even now I know that one jump away is a massive fleet, including the Ion Star Destroyers I gifted you, and the commander of the ship I disabled." Madara then brought out his own personal holo device and showed the New Republic fleet gathered waiting to jump in at any moment.

 Madara laughed hysterically, putting his face into his hand. Madara then regained composure and kept going "Oh but don't worry our negations won't be over just yet captain if you're willing to meet at the Naval Station I'm still willing to work out the deal of turning over my space. For one condition however, I want to see all of your fleet, no holding back. That way we can establish trust, and I really want to see the New Republic Navy in action."

[Revanchist]

(OOC: Sorry I took so long. Had all this typed up earlier today but work was crazy)

Fara Crispus sat quietly in the command chair. She let her gaze pass across the bridge at her crew. More than a crew, she thought. A smile played across her lips as she watched Relyr playing with his gadgets, Beecher standing painfully straight monitoring the intra-fleet communications, Tashika running the latest combat simulations, all the crew. I never thought I would find a family out here. Aboard this ship she felt as if she belonged.

You know that isn't true, a voice she felt, rather than heard, whispered to her.

Fara bolted upright, her eyes widening as she saw a shadowy figure materialize before her eyes. That voice . . . "No, no that's Impossible. You're dead. I saw you die."

The figure chuckled. Do you really think me that easily killed? I'm hurt. It sighed. You disappoint me. Keeping the same identity for all this time, despite everything I taught you. Keep an identity for over a year and you start to become it, remember?

"You make it sound like it was unintentional. Maybe I kept this name because I wanted to become it."

It shrugged. Perhaps, perhaps not. Regardless, your little vacation is over. Time for you to return to the fold. It has been far too long. Your Brothers and Sisters miss you very much.

"And what if I refuse?" Fara shot back.

You may choose whatever you wish. No harm will come to you. As to your so-called friends . . . Well, I cannot vouch for their safety.

Her eyes blazed. "You lay so much as a finger on them and I swear I will hunt you down and kill you." Instinctively she settled into a combat stance.

Good, good!! Show me who you really are. Let me see the killer from Brentaal, my most promising initiate! Suddenly, the phantasm lunged toward her. Fara quickly sidestepped, pivoting around to administer the killing blow—only to unceremoniously fall to the floor as the figure vanished, her momentum carrying her through the empty space where it once stood.

They will never accept you, never understand you as we do. Eventually they too will turn on you, just as all the others before them. I will be awaiting your return, dearest Serine. The feeling inside her head faded away, replaced by the silence of the bridge. All eyes were on her, except Lieutenant Relyr, who remained blissfully unaware of what occurred.

Ensign Beecher was the first to find his voice. "Ma'am, are you alright?"

Commander Crispus stood up. She could feel her face warming. Stang, they saw the whole thing. "Yes Ensign, everything is fine."

"Are you sure? You were just talk—"

"I SAID I'M FINE!" She yelled. Beecher's face went ashen. Stang, stang, stang!! Why do I always do this? Why do I always make things worse? Fara took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tried to flash a comforting smile. "I'm sorry, Ensign. I haven't been sleeping well recently. It must be getting to me. I promise I'll go to the infirmary as soon as Captain Nerix returns. Just, please don't inform him about any of this."

"Y-yes, Ma'am," Beecher shakily replied.

A Short Time Later

The lift doors slid open, and Captain Nerix entered the bridge. "Ensign Beecher, contact—are you alright, Ensign?"

"Yes sir, fine sir. No problems here, sir."

Nerix's eyes narrowed. "I see. Contact Naval Command. Inform them we shall be moving to Grand Admiral Madara's position to aid in an attack on a New Republic assault force." He walked toward navigation. "Ensign, prepare the fleet to jump to these coordinates," he said, handing over a data-disc.

"On it, sir. We should be ready momentarily."

"Excellent. Commander, a word." Kast walked away from the rest of the crew. "Send a message to the commanding officers of our fleet. Tell them to keep their eyes open."

"Are you expecting trouble?"

"I don't know. Let's just say I'm wary of the game Madara is playing," he replied, turning back to look at the young comms officer. "Is there something wrong with Beecher?" Come to think of it, the whole crew seems on edge.

"No, I don't think so," Crispus said. "I'll send the messages right away." She began to walk away, then stopped. "If it's alright with you, Captain, I would like to take the time we will be in hyperspace to rest."

Kast frowned. He knew his second, this was unlike her. "Permission granted, as long as you are back at your post by our re-entry into realspace."

"Thank you, sir." Fara saluted, then exited the bridge.

"Course laid in and relayed to the fleet, waiting on your mark."

"Take us out, Ensign." The stars turned to blurred streaks as Captain Kast Nerix and the Falchion Irregular Command^* jumped into hyperspace.

A few seconds later, an Arquitens Light Cruiser jumped to hyperspace, following their trail.



^*Falchion Irregular is made up of 1 Tector, 5 ISD-2s, 2 ISD-1s, 7 VSD-2s, 5 VSD-1s, 11 Dreadnoughts, 17 Strike Cruisers, 4 MTCs, 10 Carracks, and 5 Lancers. Some of the vessels have received extensive (and often unique) modifications.