Tags: Mogatto Gnogg
Kyrel Ren
Aaran Tafo
Xam Jubb
Dash Colton
Driver
Arkyn Rane
The Battlecruiser sized signature had finally arrived and with it, the ominous dread of death. A constant hunger that seemed to never end, a constant feeling of dread and fear that was enveloping not only himself, but the crew itself. Everyone seemed taken aback from such an ominous vessel, this thing that appeared from hell itself as it was approaching the blockade, apparently ignoring the smaller fleet nearby. The Human stood on the bridge, staring down at the vessel with his hands slowly clenching into fists. This feeling, he had felt it before a long time ago, it was a feeling he once would shy away from, a feeling of death that he was not strong enough to overcome.
That feeling, was now nothing to him. The Human himself has felt a growing pain inside him, the sting of betrayal that never seemed to have ended. With that betrayal came a lonesome time of wandering, over a years worth that made him ponder. That pondering, gave way to a growing hatred every time a single person uttered the name of Maw, the sight of the insignia and even the mere presence of a singular individual made him infuriated. The Maw did not induce fear into him...
It Induced
RAGE
RAGE
Every bone in his body felt as if it was on fire, every muscle in his body tensed and every thought in his mind murderous. The mere sight, the presence at the sheer annoyance that it decided to take its glory, its distain of life on this planet?! It was completely unacceptable, madness and needed to be corrected. Every moment he felt this rage build, so did his signature in the Force, the rage was mirroring his increase in power. With his fists clenched, his teeth gritted under the mask as his head tilted to the side with the voice now induced in rage.
"Have the Bright Eyes target that vessel. Full power to the Proton Beam Cannons."
"S-Sir it, it is simpl-"
"I want it dead.... Do NOT make me repeat myself! Load everything, prepare for battle! Fire with EXTREME prejudice!"
"U-Understood my Lord."
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The twin Bright Eye vessels would receive their new orders, their arrays already aligned originally for the Gungans fleet if they chose to be hostile, a preparation thought to be worthless. However, it seemed that this preparation has gone on to become a good thing, as each aligned array had a Proton Beam Cannon installed, one of four on each vessel. Each one had to be aligned carefully beforehand, their computers analyzing the distance from the target and then having to link them all together towards the main center of the Bright Eye. As each part of the preparation began, they began to evacuate the array areas as they started to power up, anyone with sensors could tell a massive energy build up was coming from each one.
In the Torpedo Sphere, multiple personal ran through the holding area as the order for battle stations came clear and quick. Each torpedo tube was being loaded with a Baradium Seeker Missiles, holdovers from an ancient time of the Sith Empire. Multiple members of the new crew scrambled into areas almost unfittable for most humans, shoved into tiny compartments for turbolasers and flak guns, some even being pulse battery cannons. The loud shunks would be heard of the Flak Guns being loaded and prepared to fire against any enemy starfighters that come into range. None of them had starfighter support, meaning that had to rely on their anti-starfighter defenses.
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The Twin Bright Eye Warships started to slink, clunk and act as if they were alive. The star destroyers own movement appearing alien more than anything else. Slowly four bright lights would start to shine in space from each vessel, a shimmering blue light as it increased in power and with anyone at a sensor station, read out a powerful energy signature build up. The four lights from the Proton Beam Cannons would soon converge into the middle quickly, going through specialized chambers to join together each Proton Beam Cannon into a singular, more powerful version of itself. The two combined beams would react violently before shooting out, firing directly at the nearest target in front of them.
That target, being the Devourer with all of its might in the first strike towards the broadside with the proton beam cannon emitters burning out soon afterwards for a short period of time after firing. The Human wanted to give a message...and he hoped, that it would be well received as it was painful. If that was not enough...then he had a five hundred missile shotgun to send a second message. The Human had a small bit of hope...that it would survive, just so he could have the satisfaction of watching it die in a fireball up close.
