Conquest through Destabilization [OS Dominion of Roxuli]

[Dar Moraal]

Location: Flux company's base
Objective: Slaughter!
Allies: Sith
Enemies:[member="Katagine Orar"] [member="Aeon Dyson"]
6/20
Dar shakily walked into the building. Seeing the soldiers first he unleashed force lightening on them. Turning his glance back at those two he activated his saber. He wouldn't let such annoying bugs get away. This was followed by him lunging at Aeon saber raised for a powerful yet accurate strike. I think he might have roared at one point.

 

[cheshire_kitty]

Objective – B (Apply Terror Tactics in a Shadow War with the RSF - Cyberterrorism)
Location - In his apartment at Coruscant
Allies – N/A
Enemies – Everyone Else
Post - [9/20]

Just as Dietrich had predicted, the outrage that followed his information leaks was the spark that was needed to incite a riots amongst small secret groups who have been patiently awaiting a reason to overthrow the RSF. Although his past two attacks on the planet caused more physical damage, the latest attack which he was currently watching with amusement would result in far more damage. All Dietrich did was knock down the first domino and the rest naturally fell in place forming a picture of civil unrest among the population of Roxuli. He hoped his client von Grim...Grimmel-whatever, von Grimface was watching that way when Dietrich sent him another bill with extra charges, the man would happily pay. If he made his client happier than he expected, it was only fair that his client would do the same for him.

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Objective: Expansion
[2/20]

The large bulk freighters landed in the remote area of the planet where the city would go up. The swarms of Hegemonic droids that would build the small city swarmed from the holds as they touched down, some immediately going to prepare foundations, some pulling out heavier equipment for construction. Only a handful worked to remove the EVS droids from the holds. The towering droids intended to do most of the heavy lifting took time to pull out and put together.

"The work crews are going to work from the administration tower out, just like always." The foreman said, reading from the datapad he was holding.

"Sounds good. Have the ship sit in geosynchronal orbit until they have the tower built. I know it will be a few days before they get it up." I responded, shifting in the throne of the command salon.

"Yes sir. I'll keep you posted on our progress."

 

[cheshire_kitty]

Objective: Sign a contract with ArmaTech on behalf of the One Sith
Location: Roxuli Airspace
Relevant people: [member="Draco Vereen"]
Posts: [10/20]

Under orders of Grand General [member="Isamu Baelor"], Konrad returned to Roxuli as the man’s representative in order to sign a contract with Draco Vereen of ArmaTech. This contract was as important one as it would allow members of the One Sith access to the company's merchandise.

Konrad was leaving Roxuli when he received the orders from the Grand General and had ordered the ship to be turned around, back to Roxuli. His ship currently in Roxuli’s airspace was steadily approaching the planet and would be landing soon.

Konrad ordered one of his men to open the ship’s on-board comlink in order to initiate a call with Vereen to notify the Mandalorian of his impending arrival.

 

[Darth Timoris]

[Post=12/20]​

"Enough!" Melori shouted. She threw herself forward, rolling out of the way at the last second as the lightsaber sliced a deep furrow into the spot where she had been standing. As she rolled to his feet, she saw her saber and was already extending her hand and using the Force to guide the hilt into her grasp.

The weapon flared to life and she turned just in time to block the Jedi's charge.

She counterattacked, slashing down at the Jedi's legs. The Light-sider parried the blow, and their blades collided with a burning hum.

A quick flurry caused the Jedi to retreat. Melori feinted as if she was going to press forward, then took a step back, opening a full metre of space between them. It gave her just enough time to cast out her arm and pour Force Lightning into the Jedi.

He crumpled to the floor, dropping his saber.

“Please," he begged, his voice cracking. "I yield.”

Melori smiled. “I’m afraid it doesn’t work like that,” and she raised her crimson blade before bringing it down.

 

[Darth Ophidia]

(1/20)
Objective: Beat the flu.
Location: Orbit.

It was funny how illness could fell even a Sith Lord if she was careless. Perhaps, in her step, Darth Ophidia had indeed thought herself above the elements. She had survived the cold swamps of Gratos; the hails of blaster fire on Contruum, Balmorra, and Belagroth; the banquet-halls and poisoned cakes of Mindabaal; the deserts of N’zoth and the arctic hell of Csilla. Yet, this was the first time she had fallen sick while the One Sith raised a planet.

The Pale Assassin hovered in her ship, having temporarily deactivated the artificial gravitation in her ship. Around her form, she had wrapped a thick, woollen blanket, and in her hands, she held an enclosed cup with a metal straw. The cup was warm like the tea inside it, but it brought no relief to the Rattataki’s swollen throat.

Her droid chimed up with a reminder for her to taker her medicine and the request of temperature control. Reluctantly, with a hurt pride, she agreed.

 

[cheshire_kitty]

Objective: Sign a contract with ArmaTech on behalf of the One Sith
Location: Roxuli Airspace
Relevant people: [member="Draco Vereen"]
Posts: [11/20]

"Hello, Mr Vereen." Konrad spoke to the comlink. "I am contactacting you in regards to negotiationg a contract between your company, ArmaTech and the One Sith so that our army may have access to your company's arms. My ship is about to land so let us speak about this further in person. I will meet you near the construction site."

Konrad's ship landed not long after he had sent his message to Vereen via comlink and disembarked from his ship to meet the man and discuss the contract that the One Sith had intended to form with ArmaTech. Konrad expected the discussion to be a simple and quick one.

 

[cheshire_kitty]

Objective – B (Apply Terror Tactics in a Shadow War with the RSF - Cyberterrorism)
Location - In his apartment at Coruscant
Allies – N/A
Enemies – Everyone Else
Post - [12/20]


Dietrich knew he needed to increase the level of violence employed by the droids under his control if Konrad was going to employ again and if he wanted to keep his head. Konrad had a pretty violent reputation and Dietrich felt that the tactics he had been employing so far might be mundane to the General, he did ask to be entertained afterall.

Dietrich quickly tapped the keyboard of his DataPad and sent orders to the droids to pull apart, limb from limb anyone they encountered. This may have been on the boring side for Konrad but he didn't want to set standards he couldn't out do. Instead, he was going start small and gradually escalate the level of violence used in his tactics. By the end of his attack, it would be difficult for the residents of Roxuli to forget the actions of the One Sith and their allies - not that there would be many of them left.

 

[Arage Bao]

Objective: Be The Change You Want To Be.
Location: Down Deep Under.
Allies: N/A
Enemies: The One Sith
Post - [01/20]

Life wasn't so pleasant in the Galaxy these days. The One Sith was running amok and causing trouble for everyone, the Republic was dying off - yet again, it was really hard to count all the times that they almost die, just to stand back up and pretend nothing has happened. The Galactic Alliance... was doing things, he guessed, but often he wasn't really sure what they were trying to do, but at least they tried, no? Can't say the same about the other nations. Not with the Silver Jedi running around in Free Space, hugging trees and the sort.

"No, you are holding it upside down." the young Jedi responded after taking a wary look at his band of insurrectionists. Basic vibro-blades attached haphazardly to dull durasteel poles, barely in working order, but whatcha wanna do?

Lily was a farmer. She wasn't exactly sure how to hold a weapon, much less how to use said weapon, but there was something in the eyes of Cole that made her confident that he would do his best to get them through this. She nodded fervently, trying to give a small smile as reassurance, before turning the pole the other way up. There.

It still wasn't exactly right, but Katarn saw that there wasn't much more that he could do.

"We are cut off from the escape shuttles, a minor band of Sith troopers standing between us and freedom." between them and freedom. Cole didn't say that though, he didn't mention that he could have escaped easily if only he had just left them behind. But Jedi don't leave people behind, they make sure the innocents get out relatively unharmed and all that.

"We are gonna make a diversion." a thumb was pointed at the disheveled group of Jedi Guardians standing a bit further away from the refugees. "When we draw them away, you start gunning for the transports and don't look back. If anyone stands in your way... stick 'em with the pointy edge."

Cole smirked, but the expression had no humor.

"Any questions then?"

 

[cheshire_kitty]

Objective: Attend a meeting
Location: Roxuli airspace
Allies: No known Allies at the moment
Enemies: An unknown Jedi ([member="Cole Katarn"])
Post: [13/20]

Konrad was annoyed at the lack of response he was getting from the Mandolorian and would be most displeased if his trip back to Roxuli had been for naught. The airship descended as Konrad scrowled, staring at the sorry planet from the bridge of the ship.

Once the airship had landed, Konrad and his personal unit, Der Jager disembarked. Konrad's attempt at establishing communication had been met with silence but nevertheless, he decided to head to the agreed location of the meeting.

Once Konrad was approximately half way there, he sensed something. There was another force sensitive nearby, he was sure of it. The unknown Force sensitive's felt different from the type he was use to at the One Sith. Could it be? A Jedi? Konrad almost smiled.

Instead of heading to the location of the meeting, Konrad decided to look for the Jedi he sensed. If he arrived at the location and the meeting did not take place, Konrad would be annoyed to say the least at a missed opportunity to hunt a Jedi. Moreover, it was doubtful that the meeting would even take place at the moment.

Following his senses, Konrad, with his unit in following closely behind, searched for this unknown Jedi. As he got closer, Konrad could sense that the Jedi was superior to him in power, this did not faze him. Instead, it excited him.

 

[Darth Timoris]

[Post=17/20] (apparently)​

“I am no Jedi. I will never hold back if my opponent is weak?" Her voice rang out even as she delivered the killing blow.

“You were beaten long before I killed you. But you were powerless to stop me. It is in my gift to be merciful but I am not, I am strong. Mercy is a lie for the weak. I shall not live a lie. Those that seek mercy are, by definition not worthy.”

She walked away from the body. Some would search for credits. Steal his saber. Such things mattered not at all to Timoris.

As she walked, she realised her own weakness, one she decided to end from this point on. Despite being a Sith Lord. Despite being named by the Dark Lord. Despite being a Voice of the Dark Lord. Despite all these things, she thought of herself as Melori. She was not. She was Darth Timoris.

Melori died along with that Jedi. A necessary change for her to achieve her full potential.

 

[cheshire_kitty]

Objective – B (Apply Terror Tactics in a Shadow War with the RSF - Cyberterrorism)
Location - In his apartment at Coruscant
Allies – N/A
Enemies – Everyone Else
Post - [14/20]

Dietrich watched as droids under his control fight against the members of Roxuli'a military. More droids fell than humans but that did not matter. They were not his to keep and he was achieving his objective as long as he was causing unreast on the now pitiful planet, victims of the RSF.

It had been an hour since Dietrich had sent the command to tear people from limb to limb so it was time to increase the violence of his droids once again. After typing in a few lines of code, Dietrich commanded the droids to do the occassional scalping to keep things interesting. He had no pity for the residents of Roxuli, they were victims of their on weakness and this was a man eat man world where only the strong survived and thrived - something Dietrich had unfortunate knew a little too well during his pitiful time as slave to a horrible master.

 

[cheshire_kitty]

Objective – B (Apply Terror Tactics in a Shadow War with the RSF - Cyberterrorism)
Location - In his apartment at Coruscant
Allies – N/A
Enemies – Everyone Else
Post - [15/20]

Dietrich watched from behind his screen, enjoying the panic and disorder he was bringing to the planet. Through the droid's optics, he saw the fear on the faces of their victims before they died and the desperation of the RSF as they destroyed the droids. However, no for every one that was destroyed, three new droid's would be created by the factory until it ran out of supplies as all the computers of the factory was now under Dietrich's command.

To Dietrich, slicing was something similar to a video game. Even though he knew ever horrible act he saw on the monitor was real, he took pleasure being the giver of atrocities rather than the receiver. His scar covered body was a reminder of his weakness in the past and reminded him the importance of power. Those with power destroy those without. Without power, you are nothing. He was doing the weak a favour by killing them. In killing them, he saved them from a worser fate that was awaiting them in life - they just didn't know it yet.

Dietrich's fingers danced around the keyboard as he entered a few more line of code. This time it was to command the newly created robots to burn buildings to the ground. Schools, hospitals, government buildings, everything - Dietrich did not like to discriminate.

 

[Isamu Baelor]

Edit: Character has received a reboot. This post is non-cannon now.

Objective: Attend a meeting
Location: Roxuli airspace
Allies: [member="Konrad Von Grimmelshausen"]
Enemies: [member="Cole Katarn"]
Post: [1/20]

He was the son of a forgotten time. The last survivor of a culture long-dead. With no master, and no home to speak of, Raoh Logarius was truly alone. He was but a lone wanderer, travelling from planet-to-planet, and battle-to-battle. His aimless journey led him to Roxuli, and into the presence of Brigadier General Konrad Von Grimmelshausen. A fellow Sith Acolyte, one whose brutality had been rumored to rival the ancient Sith's own. In an attempt to see if the rumors were true, and to see how the General stacks up, Raoh accompanied him, and joined the hunt for the Jedi.

Through the force, Raoh could sense the Jedi. He could feel the presence it exuded. This one was powerful, much more so than the little 'pup he last slaughtered. "Our prey is near." The words escaped Raoh's lips, spurred with anticipation. He reached to his belt, and gripped the hilt of the flesh-mutilator. The vile sword, tempered in the blood of innocent and the Jedi, which had become a favourite of Raoh's. "Come. We shall hunt." Raoh said, as the group drew closer to the Jedi.

 

[Sinistra]

Objective: Execute Key Members of Planetary Authority
Location: Par'ediin
Allies: OS
Enemies: The flu
[1/20]

Fela had just about had it with her master. Sinistra never sent them somewhere nice, no she kept those missions for herself. Fela and Aurek were trogging though this fethstorm of a planet, praying that the vaccinations they got before deployment were given in enough time to grant them immunity. If not, this was going to get unpleasant fast.

Their target was a regional governor of a place just outside of the capital. It wasn't strategically important, however the governor was popular and outspoken and had been marked as a potential problem once the One Sith had taken control. He was the kind of man who could spark a revolution and never even have to get his hands dirty. The OS couldn't afford to leave him alive.

That was fine with Fela. She wasn't particularly excited about the quiet shadow games that Sinistra had been running out in the Western Reaches lately. At least she didn't have to hide her abilities on this one. She motioned to Aurek to break off around the walled off estate that was the official governor's mansion. Fela kept her eyes on the cameras, and when she had her opening, she vaulted over the wall, landing in a crouch on the opposite side, behind a bush. She looked around to get her bearings and then moved low towards where the security plans had noted a possible breach might be least noticed.

 

[cheshire_kitty]

Objective: Attend a meeting
Location: Roxuli airspace
Allies: [member="Raoh Logarius"]
Enemies: An unknown Jedi ([member="Cole Katarn"])
Post: [16/20]

Konrad nodded at Raoh in acknowledgement. Raoh Logarius, Konrad had heard even those in the One Sith whisper his name in fear as if speaking it would summon some type of misfortune on the speaker. As a veteran of many wars and the cause of much atrocities, Konad did not fear Raoh, rather, he respected the man. Someone whose name could bring the amount of fear his did deserved respect.

With another force sensitive to aid in his search for the Jedi, the two continued their search for the Jedi who was unfortunate enough to become their soon to be victim. Raoh was rumoured to be a most brutal man, something that slightly excited Konrad. It was always interesting to work with others who shared the amusement he found in torture and torment.

 

[Darth Timoris]

[Post=18/20]​

As she walked, she thought. Since she was an Acolyte, she has done everything her Master asked. She had fulfilled task after task for the One Sith, completed mission after mission. Yet she instinctively knew it all counted for nothing. For she needed to truly prove herself. But how?

She could tear random Jedi apart. Some Sith will see that she is indeed invincible. None would doubt her. But it would not be enough.

Because she does not doubt herself. She knows she will not fail. Sith do not fail. It is not overconfidence she feels now, but certainty.

The sensors have reported back. More Jedi have been spotted in the spaceport central hangar.

The easy option would be to face them. To kill them one at a time. To stand over their dead bodies. To spill their blood. Their defeat could taste like honey in her mouth. But it is not enough.

She is a Sith Lord. No one can defeat her. She needs a bigger challenge. Her middle sister...

 

[Sinistra]

Objective: Execute Key Members of Planetary Authority
Location: Par'ediin
Allies: OS
Enemies: The flu
[2/20]

Aurek crept along the wall, keeping low out of the wash of lights that were mounted in various places along the compound wall. The lines to the generator were just up ahead. For safety's sake, the whole place was wired to its own power supply. Made it harder to get in, sure but it wasn't really going to be an obstacle for those who were especially motivated. The generator was housed in a small shed looking building on the edge of the property. The lines were buried coming out to the shed but as long as he could get in the shed, it wouldn't matter. He timed his approach to the door with the cameras and guards and burned through the lock with acid, pulling the door open just enough to dip inside and close the door.

The generator was fairly massive and connected to power cells on the roof and through geothermal lines around the property. Didn't really matter for what he needed, but the self contained unit controlling the power storage was centrally located and that was a jackpot. Aurek produced a small device from his belt, attaching it to the generator's main control panel along with three others connected with fuse cord. He sent a silent signal flash to Fela's HUD before he crouched by the door and waited.

The device crackled and snapped as it ignited all the strategically placed packs and burned through the electrical panel. A dash of thermite goes a long way. Within a minute of the burning, power went down. The storage cells could not be accessed and the compound went dark. Time for him to get out. He crept out of the shed and scurried across the dark lawn as voices shouted and headed for his location. Aurek was already at the servant entrance and readying his pistols to enter right behind Fela.

Fela moved as soon as the power was down. Without an alarm, opening windows was a simple matter and she slipped into a dark hallway near the servant entrance to the kitchen. The overlay of the floorplan was put up on her HUD and she moved through the house like a shadow, using the servant halls, unseen to the guards tasked to protect the governor. She slid two verpine shatter pistols out of her holsters, and took a deep breath.

The door to the second floor main hallway slid open easily, and the first guard went down before he knew what hit him.

 

[cheshire_kitty]

Objective – B (Apply Terror Tactics in a Shadow War with the RSF - Cyberterrorism)
Location - In his apartment at Coruscant
Allies – N/A
Enemies – Everyone Else
Post - [17/20]

Dietrich recorded the atrocities performed by the droids compiling the footage for his employer as an extra. It was not in his personality to be so generous but Dietrich valued his life and so wished to ensure the satisfaction of his employer and hopefully encourage the man to rehire him in the future, should there be a need. There was not a boring moment in the compilation of the footage - if you were a sick individual.

It was amusing the amount of havoc one could cause from the comfort and safety of one's own home. Living on the Sith capital of Coruscant, Dietrich did not have to worry about arrest as he was currently employed by a Sith. He had chosen to reside on the planet for this very reason. Had he resided in a Galactic Republic controlled planet, he would have to worry about potentially bring arrested so since he often dealed with morally grey situations it was safer that he resided in Sith controlled locations. The Sith were no where near as self righteous as the Republic.

Dietrich tapped on the keyboard and entered a few more lines of code and the droids bent to his will. This time, he had them remove young children from their parents then publicly execute the children before their parent's eyes. It was going to be quite an interesting sight.

 

[Isamu Baelor]

Objective: Get The Resistance Base Coordinates.
Location: Sith Base.
Allies: N/A
Enemies: N/A
Post: 1/20

The room was dark, pitch black. I couldn’t see anything. I tried to move my arms, but they were trapped. Cuffed to a flat surface in front of me. As I pulled them, I could feel the handcuffs digging into my skin. Panic started to wash over me. My heart was racing. I was so scared. ”Please… help…. Someone…” I whimpered to myself. I heard a sound. “Who’s there?!” I screamed out.

There was a sudden flash of light. It hurt my eyes. My vision was blurred, but slowly adjusted, and I could see the room where I was held. “Oh god… where am I?” I said, my bottom lip quivering in terror. The room was trashed. Cracked walls. Rubbish on the ground. My hands were cuffed to a filthy table. The wall in front of me was covered by a large mirror. “What do you want?!” I said, screaming at my own reflection.

The door to the left of me swung open. A clean shaven man, dressed in a military uniform, stepped in. As my eyes looked down, I could see it. I could see the One Sith insignia emblazoned on his collar. My heart sank. “No… please…” I said, as I pleaded with the Sith.

He approached. The sound of every step resonated in my mind. “Where is the resistance base?” He asked me. His voice was calm, eerily so. I didn’t answer him. “Where is the resistance base?” He asked again, forcefully. “I… I… I don’t know…” I said. It was a lie. I couldn’t betray the resistance. “That is a lie.” He said. “No… please… I’m telling the truth….” I pleaded with him. “Again. Where is the resistance base?” He asked. “Please… let me go…”

The Sith groaned. He looked away, before bringing his arm down in one swift movement. Pain shot up my arm. I looked down, and screamed. My left hand was gone. Cut off. Blood sprayed from the stump. “You will bleed out.” He said. “If you tell me what I want to know, we could save you.”

“I can’t…” I thought to myself. “I can’t betray them…” I looked down at my wrist, I could see the blood pooling. “…but I want to live” I broke down and cried. Reluctantly, and with guilt eating at my soul, I gave the Sith the base coordinates. He smirked, that bastard.

“I’VE TOLD YOU WHAT YOU WANT! HELP!” I screamed out. The Sith smirked. “I said we could.” He pulled out his blaster, and fired. I looked down, and saw the singed flesh of my chest. I felt the burning sensation. I could feel my life leaving me. It was so quick, there was nothing I could do. My fear faded away, and then darkness.

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[SIZE=11pt]The life drained from the resistance soldiers eyes. His body slumped in his chair. The Sith chuckled. The resistance soldier was weak, just like the rest of them. He motioned to the mirror, and a number of soldiers entered the room. They unchained the corpse, and dragged it from the room. A trail of blood smeared along the floor. He took out his communicator, and relayed a message. “Grand General Baelor, we have the location of the resistance base. Sending the coordinates over encrypted channels.”[/SIZE]