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the man watched as reports flooded in, his servants and agents had been bussy tracking one singular being. his eyes ran through the lines of text, yet his face told a story of nothing but disappointment and dismay. despite the fact he had been trying to narrow...
THE CAPTIVE
Deck of Fate: Adonis Angelis IV
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Bound. Enduring. Unbroken, but no longer whole.
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The sound of dripping water had become like a metronome to Adonis. It was how he told time, how he kept himself...
Naboo
2200
The holofilm flickered to life with the polished crest of Theed News Network suspended in blue light before the anchor appeared against a softly glowing cityscape of Naboo at dusk.
"Good evening from Theed and Dee'ja Peak. We interrupt our scheduled programming with a developing...
LOCATION: Unknown
Sitting in a large executive chair, a man rapidly withering by the sands of time, feeling their lifeforce being consumed by the wriggling mass of unnatural parasitation within him, looked at the holographic display of star charts in the space in front of the executive chair...
The Harbinger of Absolution hung in the vast gaps between systems, far away from any proper hyperlanes. Yet it was quite abuzz with activity all the same in spite of its current remote location. For once it was accompanied by a fleet, albeit only temporarily of course. These were no escort ships...
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FIRST ORDER HIGH COMMAND
DIRECTIVE: 04-A // NATIONALIZATION OF ALGE IMPERIAL SHIPYARDS INC.
ISSUED BY: OFFICE OF THE INTERIM LOGISTIC HEAD, GRAND ADMIRAL VLADIC DRAKOV
TO ALL PERSONNEL AND SUBJECTS OF THE FIRST ORDER,
By the authority of the Supreme Leader and the High...
Republic Base Rorke, Tatooine in the Judland Wastes
Inside a hangar bay, dozens of tank members stood in formation with six Sovereign-class tanks behind them. Before the platoon was a young Pantoran woman with a lieutenant's bars on her uniform. There was silence between Riya Pashen and the...
WILD SPACE HERALD
BREAKING NEWS
The last few months have been quite tumultuous for the residents of the Tingle Arm, as shifts in galactic powers rock the people of the planets within Wild Space and beyond. The Imperial Confederation has made it their mission to assert control over the Tingle...
IMPCOM - BREAKING NEWS - IMPCOM
THE FOLLOWING MESSAGE IS FOR CLASSIFIED ACCESS ONLY
Last night, General FN-999 and over three quarters of the Imperial 7th Army vanished from their post in Maphoreem without a trace. Army and navy officials with close ties to the general have also disappeared...
Dear Loyal Customers,
Due to massive unrest and state collapse in the Tingel Arm, the Board of Directors of Alge Imperial Shipyards Incorporated has made the decision to suspend all new and ongoing product development for the foreseeable future. We assure you that this decision was not made...
LIVE FROM QOSANTYRA
"Decades ago," Ivalyn began, her voice steady and measured, "a single warship stood against the collapse of civilization."
Across the Commonwealth, holoscreens flickered to life as the broadcast reached homes, command centers, ship bridges, and orbital platforms alike...
Baros System, Undisclosed Location
An imperial distress signal is sent out to the stars. From it, an unencrypted message.
<This is Sergeant Collins of the 34th Stormtrooper Battalion, previously stationed on Dac as part of garrison force of the Mon Cala Orbital Ring. Calling in for a rescue...
THE IMPERIAL CONFEDERATION
" EIRYS SANTHE DEAD AT 27 "
PRESS RELEASE: 130626
Eirys Santhe, Chief Operating Officer (CEO) of Santhe Corporation, has been reported as KIA following the Mandalorian-Diarchy conflict on Yaga Minor. Santhe, who has passed away at the age of twenty-seven, was a...
"Another failure, Master."
From the shadows, Darth Nefaron watched on as a gaggle of droids tended to a tank filled with red fluid akin to bacta, though now slowly draining to reveal the malformed creature within. Though not entirely pleased, Nefaron at least had a positive note to chart down...
The medical wing had finally descended into a heavy, clinical quiet.
Most of the lights were dimmed, leaving the room washed in the muted glow of the Moena skyline as it filtered through the transparisteel window. Far below, the city moved in an endless, indifferent crawl, ships gliding through...