Makeb My Day [Red Ravens Dominion of Makeb]

[Manidark Zail]

Zail needed to know from Cryax Bane, a man he had never met. Yet Zail wanted to aid anyway possible, quite a distance away Manidark fully decked out, with his modifed revolvers-DX77, and his new sniper rifle thanks to Lysle, equipped with thermal and night vision. Waiting near his Slave-Class Vessel, on a perfect possible possible to see the buildings to aid in enter infiltration or escape for his fellow renegades. Zail opened his comlink channel to contact this Mr. Bane.

Comlink_Scrabbler: Active: Channel - Red Ravens: Cryax Bane​

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Dark, pondered if and when he would get the information to help with this plan to take over this government. Elimination of Makrin Creeper, his type of work, and the

• Seizure of the Talaos City Spaceport

These were, his plans either nor. Taking over the Spaceport, would cause some damage if he took his ship and started to blast away with the twin- repeaters, so he needed to sneak in if ordered and take out the guards.

[member="Cryax Bane"]

 

[Cryax Bane]

Location: Mesa mining security booth, adjacent to the Governor's Estate with [member="Anastasia Rade"] and [member="Isaac Ideus"]

"Atta girl," he whispered to Ana with a smile. Cryax continued, his voice barely audible. "I don't know that much about the guy himself, but Issac said he slashed his security force budget so much, that now the guy's a pretty soft target." Suddenly his Datapad vibrated in his hands and his red eyes scanned the incoming message.

"Let me get some orders to one of our brothers." He bent down on one knee, using it as a surface for his Datapad, and started typing, utilizing his Daemon Echo software to send a robotic message to [member="Manidark Zail"]. The robotic voice said:

"Zail, Cryax Bane here. You can go ahead and start wiping out those creepers. It might seem like some run-of-the-mill bug-killing but it's a crucial part of Operation Nightshrike. It will win the hearts and minds of the civvies and what's left of the Makeb government. We'll need all their support when we instate our puppet government."

He raised his head suddenly, scrambling back to his feet. Cryax gave Ana a worried glance. "Do you hear something?"

 

[Manidark Zail]

Zail responded, "Got it, Bane Creepers? Nastly little things and buggers.. Where is the major nest?".

So, killing bugs.. not bad, hopefully there aren't a lot, if so Zail decided to just lift off and find these hive or hives.

Engines running, he pin pointed with his tracking system the indigenous species of this planet, and actually located near about 77 miles away, Zail set his course... he had found them, a giant nest, a spawn pool.

These things are so dead, Zail thought and started to fire twin repeaters into the nest and the surrounding area, greenish guts and legs split apart, then he saw it.. a queen. It was huge, it crawled out of the nest and jumped onto his ship The Dark Vesiclar...

System: Damage - Report: Shields at 45 percent​

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Holy shiit... it began to bite and use this weight to attempt to bring the ship down, freccker die!!!! Zail thought, so as the alien demon began to lower the ship even lower, Dark engaged the ship to fly as high as possible and do and backward spin and attempt to get it off off. The weight of the creeper was slowing him down, he produced a sonic boom charge as he made his way towards orbit.

Still biting, trying to break through his cockpit, Zail looked into its eyes, did a triple spin and it fell about 250 feet, while falling and screaming the creeper, spat out a acid substance towards him. It impacted his cockpit, creating burns, the shields went down even further.. 10 percent. Zail was doomed, flying out of control, he told the computer to set course into the orbit to attempt to freeze the acid.. before it could kill him.

It worked, damage extensive.. so Zail, waiting in orbit for his little nano droids to do some repairs before entering orbit again.



[member="Cryax Bane"]

 

[Isaac Ideus]

Location: Mining mesa, heading towards the Governor's Estate with [member="Cryax Bane"] and [member="Anastasia Rade"]

Isaac popped his head into the security outpost, to check in on his radio-silent squad mates. "Bloody hell, I didn't want you make afternoon tea with him," he scoffed, looking at his watch as if to imply they were behind schedule. "Did you take care of him?" he asked. He then shuffled in and looked down at the floor. The guard was on the ground face first, snoring. "Ah. We better leave, security probably has radio check-ins every half hour or so. Anastasia, search the body for security credentials." Isaac rifled through a cabinet near the door and fished out a data disk. He waved it about, and tossed it to his Chiss comrade. "Admin contacts directory. This should have the contact information of just about everybody important in the area." He to a step outside, scanning for any patrolling security. Seeing none, he motioned for the rest of his squad to move out. They would be heading towards the Governor's Estate. Sirens wailed in the distance-- it seemed that the initial salvo of attacks by the Red Ravens was underway. Security would be heightened, but he hoped that this would mean security would be drawn away from their objective.

 

[Daxton Bane]

As the Sith syrode to the main hallway, a voice issued a challenge from the top of the stairs, "Halt fiend! I have come to bring you in for your crimes inthe name of the Jedi Council." A young human, dressed in Jedi robes s oothly activated his green saber as he's tood on the top of the winding stairs.

"You and what army? I spit on your so called Council and their misanthrope concept of justice." Daxton replied as his crimson and azure blades hissed to life.

Leaping in the air, the Jedi smashed his blade at the Sith with a powerful overhead smash.

 

[Eeth Forte]

Location: Tunnels outside the Govenor's Estate

All was quiet near the Governor's office, but Eeth, head of security and the Governor's main bodyguard heard sirens in the distance. Something was going on, he just wasn't sure what. He jumped on his commlink and got on the line with the operations manager. "This is Eeth, requesting addtional security forces in the tunnels near the Hesk Estate." He clicked off his comm and sighed. Who knew what kind of bumbling idiots they were going to get on such short notice.

The Chagrian continued to make his way down the tunnels. He was nearing a security checkpoint that usually housed a guard well-known for having his nose in the races instead of the cams. Might do to check in with the guy to see if he knew anything. As he drew closer to the checkpoint, he heard voices. He hung back in the tunnels and took cover behind a large broken down drill.

There was an unknown team of mercs and soldiers moving through the tunnels with focused precision. These weren't miners nor were they the Trade Queen's people. Eeth decided to follow the squad, surreptitiously falling behind the group, just out of sight, stalking them like a cat stalks a bird.

[member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Isaac Ideus"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Tahl Edrel"]

Location: Mining Mesa, Stronghold One.

Objective: Dismantle defenses and take control of the warehouses.



"Roger that, killin' em all now buddy!"

Lisa slammed the rifles muzzle onto the window sill and let all hell rain loose. Slugs raced through the air impacting bodies arms and legs. Flesh was shorn away, skulls exploded and yet more red mist filled the air. The guards began to run back and forth in a raging panic, unsure of where the sniper was.

"Ha ha karking feth bags!" She roared.

The time had come to close with the enemy. Half of them lay dying or bleeding out and the remainder cowered behind cover, too afraid to pop their heads out. Lisa had single handedly turned grown men and killers into snivelling little baby’s.

With a speed born of the savage undercurrent of the darkside she slung the rifle again and leapt from the window. Mere seconds before she hit the ground both bone fingered hands reached out and force pushes to slow her fall. As she fell she rolled and snatched a proton charge off her harness.

"Time for some big fireworks!"

She became a blur of color and motion, streaking towards the gate propelled by the force at a speed the human eye could not follow. The glee of her savagery and the screams and suffering of the dying permeated the place in shadow, feeding her dark energy, spurring her faster.

"Tahl prepare to hit the gate with me, Ima show em what real blood looks like!"

 

[Tahl Edrel]

[member="Lisa Ticon"]

"Gotcha there!" he rounded the corner~ sporting his high-power sniper and his hunting blade~ the tall furball smirking down at his entrance "My R4 unit is manning the freighter so we have air-support. Shall we?" he laughed in his deep booming voice.

The two charged at the gate, dodging guards firing wildly at them~ the whiphid hunter slicing them in two effortlessly with one strong slice with his blade, firing with his other free hand as the two mowed down guards and easily stormed the gate! His freighter providing firing support as they go

 

[Anastasia Rade]

Enroute to Mansion with [member="Isaac Ideus"] [member="Cryax Bane"]

"Ya, I heard that but I don't know where it's coming from." She mummer as she went through the guard's pockets to find a wallet and his security badge. The badge was useful but the wallet less so as it had nothing but pictures of his family and credit sticks. Nothing incredible useful to them. "Nothing but his badge here and we should go. I swear we are being watched." Ana could sometimes be overly paranoid but this time she didn't think was one of those times.

Pocketing the badge she went to head towards the estate with the rest of the squad. The sooner they got there the better.

[member="Eeth Forte"]

 

[io eyeballs]

TALAOS CENTRAL ARENA​

As soon as the glass shattered blaster fire erupted from the VIP box. The Hutt's flunkies were armed. This was a particularly important boss they had chosen to deal with first, so they had no reason to be surprised. But if they managed to get him to capitulate it'd have cascading effects throughout Makeb. That was seeming ever less likely. Several shots hit io's speeder as he turned sideways to let his bike eat the shots. He felt a stinging in his leg and felt the bike buckle under him. It didn't feel like recoil from a blaster. Several repulsors had been damaged.

Adrenaline pumping, io discarded two options. He couldn't fire back. The way the blasters on the swoops had been set up you had to point the whole craft at your target. This meant it would telegraph his shots. Those not targetted could fire back at their leisure. Evasive manuevers were out of the question, it wouldn't let him fire. Strafing might of been possible if he was a better shot, but for the fact the whole swoop would probably crash even if he had been. He also couldn't simply land and wait them out. It would not only give the boss a chance to escape, but more importantly, showing weakness at this point would cause their enemies to suddenly find courage. And they had made enemies to spare.

The other Raven riders were themselves busy. The dome, thankfully was already closing, and several explosions sounded, which hopefully was the parked swoops being gunned down. io couldn't expect help. So instead he did a turn, as if he was about to fly off, but instead turned and drove it straight into the viewing box.

 

[Eeth Forte]

Location: Enroute to the governor's mansion.

Keeping his carbine rifle cocked and ready, Eeth contined to stalk the group of intruders in the tunnels. Sure he was leaving the governor vulnerable, but Eeth was enjoying the thrill of the hunt too much to stop himself now. Plus, the band of mercs seemed to be headed in that direction anyway.

He didn't want to ambush the group on his own. That would be suicide. But maybe there was he could pick off one of the weaker members and separate him from the group. Like a wounded gazelle.

As he scanned the squad, there was one obvious choice for the weakling of the group. The Chiss. The others moved like combat veterans, all but him. He noticed the way the Chiss interacted with the female merc of the group. So they were lovebirds. That was even better.

Eeth grinned. He knew exactly what he was going to do. Inching closer, he put away his rifle and instead readied his electro-whip.

[member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Isaac Ideus"] [member="Cryax Bane"]

 

[Daxton Bane]

Blocking the blow with crossed light sabers, the smell of fresh ozone filled the air and sparks flew as the blades came into contact with each other. Pushing his foe to the side, Daxton followed up with a pair of lightning fast thrusts which narrowly missed when his foe rolled out of the way.

As the pair dropped into ready guard positions, the Sith said, "I sense much hatred and anger in you. Come join me in the dark side and I shall make you more stronger that you thought possible,"

"Lies! I am strong in the Force. You will pay for my brother's death, you murderer!" The Jedi replied and then his face was twisted in anger as the Sith replied with laughter.

The billowing laugh echoed in awkward silence, as Daxton could not contain his mirth any longer. "Seriously? All this for that? Whoever you brother was, he was an insignificant worm that I crushed beneath my boot. You should be grateful I didn't prolong his pain. Surrender and study under me or you can join his fate!"

The taunting had the exact effect, the Sith was going for as the younger man could not resist and charged at his enemy. Little did he know that Daxton wa sore pared for this exact scenario. As the distance closed, the Sith lashed out with his Tentacles shaped by the Force, each one catching a limb or wrapping itself around his victims torso, before trapping it in an organ crushing squeeze. " I see you made your decision, " the Sith continued to taunt as the young man struggled to break free, "Such a shame but you see the Dark side is far stronger that you thought."

Without another word, Daxton's blade cut forward slicing off the man's face before he released the corpse from his grasp. Pausing to look at the faceless body at his feet, he gave a moments consideration before shrugging. Nope, he still didn't remind him of anyone he used to know.

Bounding up the steps with lit blades in hands he sought out any other possible resistance.

 

[Eeth Forte]

Location: Enroute to the governor's mansion

Still undetected, the governor's bodyguard, Eeth Forte, snuck even closer to the squad. His target: The Chiss in the IT jumpsuit. The Chagrian silently slung his carbine blaster rifle back over his shoulder and gripped the handle of the shock whip at his thigh, setting the dial on stun. He was now within spitting distance of the group and ready to strike.

With the speed of an enraged Nexu, Eeth snapped with shock whip with a well timed crack, the length fully extending, cracking the Chiss on the ankle with a zap. He was electrocuted and knocked backwards off his feet.

The large, muscular Chagrian then grabbed the man by the back of his jumpsuit collar and dragged the Chiss backwards about ten feet, forcing the Red Raven slicer to his knees. Eeth quickly holstered the whip on his thigh and grabbed his carbine blaster rifle, pointing the barrell right at the back of the Chiss's head.

"Make one false move and the Chiss gets it." the Chagrin hissed, showing a mouthful of long, pointy teeth.

[member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Isaac Ideus"] [member="Cryax Bane"]

 

[Daxton Bane]

The whine of blasters cycling was the only warning before the Hutts and their personal bodyguards opened up with a wall of laser fire on the advancing Sith. Blades spinning, he deflected majority of shots, but the sheer volume could not all be cast aside. Several shots got through his guard slamming into his armor and sending him reeling behind a stone pillar for cover. The Hutts chuckled while some of the more prudent defenders reloaded their weapons.

Activating his wrist launchers, Daxton popped out from behind the pillar and fired a dozen short range rockets at their position. Multiple explosions rocked the palace as the Sith used fast loaders to refill his weapons before leaping through the smoke to see who survived the initial attack.

Antipersonnel rounds that he used were of his own design, created to cause maximum fragmentation as well as create a concussion wave at the point of impact. None of the defenders were left standing, armor torn, flesh pierced, life essences staining the marble tile beneath them.

 

[Manidark Zail]

On route to: In Orbit going to The Creepers nests


This planet was odd ugly out there in space, the flight into the planet had been fast with Zail just wanting to get to the mission. Yet looking down with his onboard scope, grimy green with a mixture of just brown boulders of tar pit black. Zooming in into the planet and the detection of nasty Creeps.. rather large with huge pincher like arms, acid firing bastardss, somewhat making Zail insane, with them swarming in there large nests.

His ship, being repaired by little robots being powered by mechbio-nano tech and the ship was out at 86 percent. Another attack run, so Zail thought of the possible sceniro, while heading towards the nests at pull power dropping sonic seizure bombs, and a tiny nuke programed only to target a small surface area.

Things turned out about like that, but with some of this own damage.


While gliding into the this god forsaken planet, zail found them, attempting to repair their strongholds. It had taken Manidark Zail four hours to repair this ship, so they kinda did know I would come back haha, Zail thought. Dropping the sonic booms and seizure bombs of death, their world turn upside down as everything became under down over the alien bugs heads. Dust covered everywhere, when the nuke hit, it was created to have a slight delay when it hit the ground, twenty seconds as Zail flew off following the beacon set for Mr. Bane. Well, the force of the nuke didn't set his ship in a spiral it was the dust. As the ship blared out commands, that they were indeed going massive turns almost hitting the surface of the tar pits, the computer auto corrected with Zail, a cyclone of hell. He finally got his ship in the right position, and heading part way to his bombing run. It seemed like they were all dead, yet the same queen survived some damn how. So Zail, targeted it as it primed to jump and shot his twin repeaters at it, nailing its legs and most of her body, not dead.

After doing a radio scan for the bugs, Zail landed near the queen got out of the ship and walked, walked towards the queen queen. Shot it right in the head.

 

[RC 212]

[member="Tahl Edrel"]

Location: Mining Mesa, Stronghold One.

Objective: Dismantle defenses and take control of the warehouses.


With the gates down things became a fire-storm of turmoil. Guard fled in every direction as the explosion sent steel shards raining across the small compound. Dead bodies lay strewn about the place and Lisa stepped through the roiling flames sniper rifle over he shoulder with a cool collected demeanor. Dark energy began to gather around her as she fed on the terrified screams and angst of the guards.

The ground began to blacken and crumble beneath her feet, dark cracks spider webbing from where she stood. Fear and panic ran through every mans minds as she slung the rifle and lifted her hands high. With determination she reached out through the void collecting all the rage she could muster.

Two guards were lifted from their feet straight towards her. With deft hands she drew twin poisoned daggers and slit their throats. Suspended in the air their blood rained down over her in a gruesome shower and she laughed maniacally. The crimson ichor spattered her face in small droplets. Both guards were released and she sheathed her daggers, rubbing the blood into her face and licking it from her fingers, further terrorizing the fleeing men.

"I am your doom, run weaklings!"

Dark matrices of energy coalesced between her fingers as she raised both palms outwards and began to channel every ounce of rage, aggression and fear since her first day in this galaxy. Purple and blue streaks of lightning began to arc from her fingertips, striking down man after man. The energy arced in between them as they screamed in their death throes.

Lisa struggled to keep up the lightning. Her grip was beginning to slip. And then the lightning failed her.

"RUN!!!"

Drawing her twin SMG's she stalked after her prey as they dispersed letting a cascade of rounds fly into the backs of her targets.

BRRR
BBRRRR
BRRRRRRR

Bodies continued to hit the floor at an alarming rate as her connection with the force slowly recovered, fed by pain....

 

[Anastasia Rade]

Enroute to Mansion with [member="Isaac Ideus"] [member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Eeth Forte"]

Ana stopped dead in her tracks as Cryax was pulled away from the group. Spinning around she saw him now in a position that was familiar to her. The only difference here was her relationship to the one with a blaster to the head.

Taking a deep breath she tried to calm herself as she raised her hands in the air. Ana was placed in a corner now with no way out. She didn't dare do anything to put Cryax's life in jeopardy.

"Let's not do anything rash now, what do you want?" Ana needed to keep her cards hidden and not let this man know how much Cryax meant to her. He would only use that against her and that was not something she wanted.

The plan now was rescue Cryax as it seemed as if they had been caught.

 

[RC 212]

[member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Eeth Forte"] [member="Anastasia Rade"]

Character: Barbosa the Hutt!
Location: Mining Mesa- Headed towards governors mansion!
Objective: Capture the Raven Scum.

Barbosa lounged back in his plush chair aboard the Sandcrawler. Today he was here on a mission to help his colleagues who's facilities had been getting hit up by some unknown riff raff. The Hutt Cartel had continued after the Suns had annexed many of his former companions but as a leading crime boss Barbosa could not let this place fall so easily.

"My master, the Ravens are hitting on multiple fronts."

Barbosa nodded. This he already knew, which was precisley why he had carried a sandcrawler loaded with Jawa mercenaries here. Nasty litte creature Jawas.

"Word has reached my ears of these......scum. Send the Jawa mercs to the governors mansion!"

The governors mansion was a building he very much wanted for his own, plus he had colleagues there that needed his help.

The door of the sandcrawler lowered and a legion of hundreds of jawas charged out with stun guns, laser pistols the size of them and various stun net launchers.

"Ootini!" Their little voices squeaked.

"HA HA HA HA HA!" The hutt laughed as they flooded towards the mansion.

"Butler, bring me my hookah, I must watch this, close the doors and put the cmaeras on, If this fails I'm out of here!"

 

[RC 212]

Location: Hutt palace/ Company HQ
Objective: Take over economic control of Makeb

[member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Lysle of the Hydian Way"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Manidark Zail"] Isaac Ideus Evryone I missed.

The hutts finally singed the contract after Colap had to endure an hour or so of their bickering in voices so loud he could swear that his hearing was about to go. He rubbed his ears, hoping their booming conversation hadn't blown an eardrum. As they slid the contract back to Colap he smiled and took the datapad reading over all the signatures.

"Well gentlemen, everything seem's to be in order."

The lead hutt Falkan boomed out another sentence that was quickly translated by the Rodian.

"His majesty Falkan expresses his great anger and says that if they do not receive their share as promised there will be grave retribution."

Colap laughed aloud, an evil grimace splitting his face.

"I doubt it ya slug face morons."

With a speed unmatched he drew his Westar-35 and aimed it straight at Falkans head.

"You didn't really think I'd let you have a cut did you? After how you gave me assassin droids that tried to kill me when I put together Shadowport Ticon. In addition putting a huge bounty on my head?"

The doors opened and ten more black armored Darkwater Mercs entered, each with silenced SMG's.They raised them in unison, two each on every Hutt at the table.

"It's been nice gentlemen, thanks for your business, now goodbye!"

As a unit they opened fire. Hutts roared and screamed as the smgs chattered a steady beat and Colap placed one precision bolt each into Falkans eyes. Blood spurted everywhere as small holes opened up in the Hutts and they wriggled trying to get away. When the last shot was fired the only sound left was silence. The smell of burning flesh and smoky slughtrower powder assaulted Colaps nose.

"Thats disgusting."

He lit another cigar, smashing the first one into the table and keyed his comms to the Cryptnet.

"All Raven elements, the Hutt's are dead. We now own the Economy."

Then another message came through. The Mansion was under attack!

"Alert, all Raven elements, abandon mission and converge on Governors mansion, we have a legion of enemy Merc's joined the party, it's abaout to get heavy."

"Ready?" One merc asked, completely unphased by Colaps barbarism.

"Born ready, lets roll!"

 

[Eeth Forte]

Location: Enroute to Mansion with [member="Isaac Ideus"] [member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] and a whole mess of Jawas

Eeth smiled at the woman, flashing his pointy teeth again. "Your boyfriend in a body bag is what I want, you dauah rin kaa!" He roughly pushed Cryax down on the ground, and placed his boot on the man's head, the barrell of rifle pointed right up against the Chiss's face.

"But right now I want you to stay right where you are, just like that. The rest of our security force will be arriving shortly, and then maybe you'll get him back. Or what's left of him."

Eeth had excellent hearing and he suddenly stopped and tilted his head. As he listened to some odd noises coming from the tunnels, he heard the familiar high pitched voices of Barbosa the Hutt's little minions. It sounded like the Hutt had unleashed the jawas and now they were headed towards the estate.

"On second thought. Maybe we'll keep him in one piece. After all, Barbosa the Hutt's slavers may have some use for him."

[member="Colap Ticon"] [member="GM Opposition."]