Border control - [Hutt Cartel dominion over Cyborrea]

[Sempra the Hutt]

Hutt Cartel​

Dominion of Cyborrea​

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The planet of cyborrea held a historical significance as a traditional planet with hutt affiliations as far back as the days of the glorious Hutt Empire. The planet was a place for war and conflict at all times. Its habitants, perfect tools as assassins and soldiers for the carte.

Further the planet held a strategic position on the Sisar Run trade route. The cartel had so far no such position which would be necessary to keep the import and export growing even further.

It had simply been a question about time before the cartel had decided to make its move.
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The OOC
Objectives
Objective A
The space station:
For the last year most of the pirate activity around Cyborrea has been dominated by a pirate gang operating outside of cartel control.
they have so far avoided the cartel due to their impressive main base, a massive space station orbiting the planet.
The station holds a fleet of fighters. 100 smaller crafts. Its surface littered with defensive canons and to that is escorted by two heavy cruisers led by two skilled pirate captains. the space station is the cartels main target. The stations defenses are to be combated and a boarding party is to be sent to the station.
Inside awaits an army of pirates and droids ready to defend their station and its sole ruler, Captain Maher, a Twi'lek pirate renowned for his skill with the vibroblade. Situated in the main command centre of the station he is the prime target for the boarding parties. Once he is dead his pirates are expected to give up or flee.

Objective B
The breaking of knee caps
This is the simple matter of kicking down doors to cantinas and gambling dens with owners who dont pay up to the cartel. Make them understand that they need our protection. After all, accidents do happen so easily. Go gangsta style!

Objective C
Bring in the beasts
Impress the Cyborreans by taking down the Native Nek or some other deadly beast in a big game hunt.

Objective D
Do the unexpected
Do your own thing!

Anyone is welcome to join in, each post regardless of IC intent will count toward the dominion for the Cartel.
If you wish to be opposing the cartel we have plenty of PvPers. However, always be polite and RP under the spirit of Chaos.

Here is the link to the OOC thread!

Now go forth and wreak havoc!

 

[Ashalah Ky]

Location: The space above Cyborrea
Objective: A
Allies: The Hutt Cartel
Enemies: Pirates

Breathe in. Ash constantly reminded herself to breathe. She wasn't sure if she would do so if she did otherwise. She wasn't exactly the most calm at the moment. She was currently in an air ship, hundreds of thousands of miles above the planet's surface, on her way to war. Around her, other members of the boarding party sat in either grim silence, or talking and joking with comrades. Anything to keep the spirits up.

She was in her usual attire, with her usual weapons on her person, but a part of her wished she had a bit more. Sure, she was confident in her abilities and she wasn't going in there defenseless. She pondered investing in a set of armour, having it specially designed for stealth. That was her mission today; stealth. She had been given a very important mission from [member="Sempra the Hutt"], one different than her comrades. It was an honour she had been chosen for this. Maybe after this was all over, she would finally receive the recognition she had been waiting for for almost 20 years.

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan Miles sat in one of the many cantina's planet side the helmet of his armor set aside as he drank a correllian whiskey the other members of the Corsair Brotherhood a band of Pirates that had been resurrected once more and filled with some of the most dangerous people Aedan could find sat around the cantina with him doing various things as they simply relaxed it had been some time sense they had done this. After all this gambling den was semi under their protection which meant they could come in here and party as long as damages weren't to vast.

[member="Chi Chuchi"] [member="Isis Varida"] [member="LaoTzu"] [member="Kezeroth the Beholder"] [member="Watcher Three"] [member="Solan Charr"] [member="Romeo Sin"]

 

[Isis Varida]

[member="Chi Chuchi"] [member="Aedan Miles"]
1/20
Objective D

Isis looked out and onwards, the engineer from Damorian was working hard on some of the things they had as she worked on designs. A lollipop tapping against the back of her teeth before she was sucking on it again. The red piece of hard candy going in and out before she brought up a small holo of the carrack class that she was looking to upgrade and here working with the pirate lord Aedan Miles who feared nothing except his wife whom he had set up early warning systems throughout the galaxy to tell when she was close at least within fifty lightyears. The bopard of directors for their company was also watching as she was thinking about other parts that they could work on.

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

Location: On route to Cyborrea
Objective: A
1/20

Cyborg, what does that mean and is there a line, being human with elements of droids. But when one is but brain and smatter in a shell of wrought metal, are you not droid with some human elements, I cannot sleep tonight under this dull purple sky. My eyes are closed to fend off the haze, the smog, that is irritating my eyes. My mind keeps spinning over the economy, power and wealth, and I wonder why we didn't see it for what it was years ago.

He moved with a lurch passing out and into an into the corridor, it was featureless all for but the graffiti marred walls that marked it as being a pirate ship. The great cyborg captain stood to his full height, the armour plates slid over each other in a 'thudum' that sounded his approach, his pointed digits and toes raking across the floor and adjacent walls leaving them imperfect with scratches. It calmed him to do so, for all he lost he had gained strength. "Arm the fleet, we're on course for Cyborrea. [member="Cadan Tazi"], you'll be on the Kebatch." he turned to addressed those gathered. "[member="Thraxis"], you [member="Tiali Orazio"] will be leading the boarding party. Don't make a repeat of last time." there was a roll of his shoulders and a heavy breath of air. "200,000 credits Tiali, you'll forget what happened last time and do your job."

 

[Raiz]

Location:​

Cyborrea​

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Objection:​

Having a good time​

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Allies:​

The Hutt Cartel & Co​

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Enemies:​

Other​

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Post:​

One​

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tEDY0-vPFR8​

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The sounds of horror, screams and unnatural gurgling would emit from the side door of a well known drug den, the sounds making those walking past either stop to watch or hurry faster on their way and for those that stayed to watch would hear the horrific sound of what could only be imagined by a twisted author, shortly followed by a bloodcurdling shriek and then, silence.

The door would smash open, with it would the body that was used to open it and following that, exited a beastly giant. Blood splattered over the giant's armour of days long gone, the alley echoing the squelch of his boots as they met with the ground and the light above illuminating the heavy mist fuming its way out of the helmet's visor. Once the creature turned to face the exit of the ally, those that remained to watch, quickly scattered and left, the Gen'Dai let out a heavy grunt and moved onto the next establishment.

"Best. Day. Ever."

 

[Domino]

The cup of caff made a subtle clink as Domino replaced it on the bar. She wasn't exactly a part of the Corsairs per-say, but they were both a part of the same coalition and that meant they held certain shared business interests. Right now she was idly browsing through a mini data pad mentally balancing futures. So many projects and only so little time. For others. Tucking it away behind her armor, she took a final sip of her drink before looking to her compatriot, Aedan. "We should move soon, while the climate is favorable." People overhearing wasn't a concern, the only ones currently in were theirs and staff, the latter of which knew better and wouldn't understand regardless as she wasn't referring to anything presently at hand, but rather longer term goals.
[member="Isis Varida"] [member="Aedan Miles"]

 

[Tiali Orazio]

Location: On route to Cyborrea
Objective: Plan
Allies: Hutt Cartel

Tiali sits upon a crate listening to the orders of flanighan Mcnash, He smiles and laughs "What are you scared of me? But! I'm good with 200,000 Thanks" His head turns to Thraxis "Your forgiven" He stands Up from the crate, Pushing his chest out stretching his back "I'll take my ship, cut into the weaker parts of the hull. It will give allow me to give some assistance to the rest of the boarding party, deal!"


[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Ashalah Ky]

Location: On route to Cyborrea
Allies: Hutt Cartel, [member="Tiali Orazio"], [member="Flannigan Mcnash"], [member="Cadan Tazi"], @Thraxis
Enemies: Pirates

Ash was sitting close to the wall, not making herself obvious with her location. A few people in the boarding party looked at her, but that was only because their roaming eyes landed on her for a brief moment before scanning the rest of the party. The Major Domo was giving out orders, but only to a select few. Some may see it as unfair, but Ash knew how a hierarchy worked. The Hutts gave orders to the Major Domo's, who gave it to their right-hands, who gave it to the rest of the squadron. Besides, Ash had her own orders to follow out.

A new voice spoke up and Ash looked over in slight shock. [member="Tiali Orazio"]? She didn't know he was in the boarding party too. Funny how things worked, having them put together even after their assassination of that drug lord. A small smile crept onto her ashen grey lips. Moving along the crates, she was soon sitting next to him. She waited for the current conversation to die down before speaking. It was rude of her to interrupt a Domo's conversation after all. "Hey, I didn't know you joined the party." She smiled at Tiali. When she spoke, it was much different than the Ash he had worked with for the contract. During contracts, Ash was all business, with a serious expression perfected after years of sabacc with bounty hunters and smugglers alike in the Cartel. But outside of her profession, that face melted away to be replaced with a rather more pleasant Ashalah; a more cheerful, light-hearted demeanor that loved to have a good laugh. It was this side that she showed Tiali now.

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

Location Cyborrea, Mr Typeris casino (npc stronghold)
Objective B
Npc: alot of cartel thugs.
post 1/20

There was a loud thud as the mans head hit the ceiling. The Gamorean enforcer held him in one hand and kept slamming his skull into it.

"You see mr Typeri. Accidents happen. And with the wrong type of employees around you there is no telling when disaster strikes. I hate to be the one saying 'I told you so' but... here we are." Sempra used a most tutoring voice, as if speaking to a child.

Mr Typeri was one of the biggest players on Cyberria regarding gambling. His casino held twenty or so floors with room for thousends of guests. The structure was a pearl on the otherwise rather crude face of the Cyborrean society. There was luxuary and palaces for their nobles, but the poverty was far greater. A perfect location for the cartel to strike.
Sempra had cartel enforcers spread throughout the building making sure mr Typeri's security guards were kept tight. Sempra had arrived posing as a customer, a very rich one and asked to meet Mr Typeri. In the penthouse of the building Typeri had to soon realised that Sempra was not here to gamble. He was here to strike a deal. A deal that seemed more and more acceptable as one by one the casino owners bodyguards were killed of by the hutts brutes...

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Nyx"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Tiali Orazio"] [member="Anyone Else"] on objective B [member="Alkah'Kahtel"] [member="Thrukk Gulpdar"]

 

[Nyx]

Location: Mr. Typeris's Casino
Objective: Bust Some Heads
NPC: N/A
Post Count: 1/20

"P-Please! No! I-I'll give you whatever you want! J-Just don't-"​

The bodyguard's head exploded as Nyx pulled the trigger of her Ambassador revolver, gore spraying her legs.​

"Dammit! I just cleaned these pants!" The mercenary scowled as swiped at the blood a few times, trying to get it off, but soon gave up.​

She sighed as she turned to the trail of bodies she had left in the casino, the owner's bodyguards that had tried to stop her.​

Well, anyone could see how that had turned out for them.​

Not well, in case you didn't get it.​

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Nyx stepped over the corpse, reloading her revolver. Working for [member="Sempra the Hutt"] was proving to be fun so far, if a drain on her dry-cleaning bill.​

 

[Aedan Miles]

LOCATION: Reapers End Cantina and Gambling Den
OBJECTIVE: Drink and party
ALLIES: [member="Domino"] [member="Isis Varida"] [member="Romeo Sin"] [member="Solan Charr"]
ENEMIES: whoever comes to break up our party the jerks.

Aedan Miles looked up as Domino spoke leaning back in his chair he waved his hand and snickered. "Calm down old friend we aren't in any trouble here everyone knows this is Corsair turf go play with one of the serving maids seeing as how you already turned me down again. I will get back to you on what ships I need from Phenex later." The young man polished off his glass of Correlian whiskey and slid it down towards the bar tender to get a refill the lightsabers on his belt evident.

 

[Isis Varida]

[member="Domino"] [member="Aedan Miles"]
2/20
Objective D

Isis looked at the man who had brought them all together and raised an eyebrow as he spoke. "You make a habit of getting turned down don't you?" She said it with a grin on her face though while she was looking over the carrack class and bringing it up. "Now though what were these ideas you had for handling the refits to the carrack, my employers are looking to bring it back as a tried and tested model butt there have been a lot of improvements within the galaxy and dealing with pirates who could attack them. I want strong counter measures."

 

[Domino]

LOCATION: Reapers End Cantina and Gambling Den
OBJECTIVE: D 2/20
ALLIES: Domino Isis Varida Romeo Sin Solan Charr [member="Aedan Miles"]
ENEMIES: Everyone Else

"Indeed he does," Domino shared with Isis as she watched Aedan's glass slide off the end of the bar to shatter on the ground. A little extra push from the force might have helped with that. "What sort of counter-measures were you thinking of?" She asked the other woman. "Anti boarding, missile, ecm, fighter...?" The question trailed off leaving an expectant silence for Isis to fill as the Twi'lek pointedly ignored the corsair's patronizing attitude.

 

[Thraxis]

Location: On Route To Cyborrea
Objective:
Allies: The Hutt Cartel & Co
Enemies: Anyone Who Oppose Them
NPC:
Posts: 1
Thraxis would hear his captains orders, Last time? What happened last time? Mayhaps the captain is going insane, but is that a bad thing? In the crew like this that seems like a positive, not a negative. "Captain, whatcha mean last time? The mission was a success. Do... do you want us to fail? Cause I can do that." Thraxis would retort, he had no Idea what the captain was talking about.

Thraxis turned to [member="Tiali Orazio"], mayhaps he knew what the captain was talking about, though he didn't take the time to answer, just shrugged of the captains insanity for his idle ramblings. Quickly his attention turned to [member="Ashalah Ky"], "So, your gonna join in huh? Well, anyone who wants to help is a welcomed as long as you dont care who we kill." Thraxis would say, dismissing his Captains insanity.
[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Location: On Route To Cyborrea
Objective: -
Allies: The Hutt Cartel & Co
Enemies: Anyone Who Oppose Them
NPC: -
Posts: 1

Cadan nodded as his boss gave him the orders. A cigar hung from his mouth and he let the smoke hang around him. "So I get to play with the big toy, aye." Cadan said as he blew the smoke towards Flannigan.

"So I won't be needing me stuff?" The pirate was armorless and weaponless, execpt for his trench coat and his DL-18, dubbed Sunshine. He wore simple overalls. and of coarse his bloodied, shot up and dirty trench coat.

[member="Thraxis"] [member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Tiali Orazio"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Ka-Aver]

Location: space
Objective A
Allies hutt cartel
Enemies: others
Post 2/20

As usual Ka-aver rode the back seat when it came to boarding operations. He was probably the one crook on board this vessel who was strapped in using all the correct procedures. If one did not know him one would think he was a model citizen following each and every safety recomendtion.

He nodded at [member="Ashalah Ky"] - she had become a common sight now and the weequay figured she was now worth to remember. The others were the jackals, well known to him. Since they had sided with the cartel he had found himself flying with them more often then not.

"Zo bozz-man." he spoke in the com to [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] "Youz want me to board or manz the gunz?"

Ka-Aver did remember one of their last joint bording raids which had failed terribly. There was a sith he recalled. And then everything went to hell. Hopefully no sith were on that station though.

[member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Tiali Orazio"]

 

[GhostOfProtocol]

Location: Cyborrea
Objective: D
1/20

Xander smiled slowly, eyes flicking around the street he was on. It was a small street, made up of a simple warehouse and an even more simple factory. It was kind of bad really, The Hutt Cartel trying to take this planet and Xander was being a workaholic and trying to expand Half Angel. It would be nice if he could get his weapon stores up and running, thus this movement.

He expected some fighting, he was basically marching in to the factory, shooting a few guys and then doing the same with the warehouse. It was the most basic but most useful plan in the galaxy, and it would serve well for basic weapon building and designing. Plus, there was a huge office in the back he could split in two and give half to the Cartel and half to himself.

 

[Tiali Orazio]

Location: Space
Objective: Get ready for boarding
Allies: The Hutt Cartel & Co
Enemies: Anyone Who Oppose Them
NPC: n/a
Posts: 2

Tiali sits upon a crate ready to go to his ship when Ash sits next to him.

Tiali Turns to face Ash as he does, he slides off his hood off and lifts his Helmet off. "It wouldn't be a party without me." he smiles he has never seen Ash like this before. Letting out a light chuckle, his voice carried a curious but Calm tone to it "You seem different you ok?" he enjoyed the mission with Ash and he looks forward to others in the future.

[member="Ashalah Ky"]

 

[Atton Korvas]

Location: Cyborrea
Objective: B
Allies: Members of the Hutt Cartel
Posts: 1

Cyborrea wasn't the kind of dump the Courier would normally waste his time on. The drinks were mediocre at best, the locals seemed dumb as bricks and cheating in casinos was nothing out of the ordinary. If it wasn't for the Hutt Cartel paying him to stay on the world and increase the Cartel's popularity among the locals, he wouldn't even have considered visiting the planet. He'd start by visiting some influencial beings.

Kill one, scare many.

Local rumors were that a young Cyborrean prince would be attending a Nek hound arena fight. Perhaps if he broke their false illusion of safety with an assassination, they'd consider joining the Cartel—if they had any sense, that is.

The Courier had been watching the arena from the top of a building for over thirty minutes, waiting for his target to show up. And he did, flanked by a handful of Niktos, Rodians and Cyborrean bodyguards. Looking at the prince from his TS-1 sniper rifle, a faint smirk appeared on the Courier's face, under his helmet. He never knew this man, apart from the fact that he was born into a rich family and was possibly tied to some crime cartel, and yet he was going to shoot him just because he could. Ah, well, the guy was at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Without hesitation, the Courier pulled the trigger.

It took a few moments for the bodyguards to notice their employer had been shot. A nice, perfectly round bullet hole was now between the dead man's eyes. Less than ten seconds later, people were standing up, some of the women screaming while the rest of the spectators were making their way to the exit. The arena's owner, a Hutt who probably didn't have any ties to the Hutt Cartel, was barking orders at his men in Huttese. He was out in the open, watching from a balcony above the arena, and the Courier could easily get a clean shot on him. Some chaos would do the Hutt Cartel good anyway.

And he pulled the trigger again.

Let's hope they reconsider their neutrality. And I get my promised creds.