Corey's OOC
And where were the spiders
The war was... going. It was not going as well as Marek had hoped, but really, it never did. The man was moving into the entertainment business, but with Haor Chall and his shares in that, he still had a loyalty and duty to the Systems Authority. And that was why he was here. Secretly, he had pushed out to the Techno Union thinktanks the idea of rebuilding old weapon systems. And for that, the idea of revisiting the proton cannon came around. The weapon, from the Confederacy of old fired explosive and breaching shells from large cannons for a variety of purposes and in a variety of locals.
Different than blaster and laser fire, this did a lot of physical damage and would quickly deplete shields and hulls. The slow load time, however, was what hurt it.
But mount enough of these on a ship or artillery station? Yes, that was how it was.
One of the first inclusive Techno Union projects in a while, Marek was awaiting the high command at a mountain range on of of the backwater moons around Hypori. The artillery demonstration would be nice. And there were drinks.
For your consideration, the Jericho.
The landing zone was prepped, and a small detachment of two Hydra War Droids and their 24 Clankers were prepared for anything. Just needed the guests.
Different than blaster and laser fire, this did a lot of physical damage and would quickly deplete shields and hulls. The slow load time, however, was what hurt it.
But mount enough of these on a ship or artillery station? Yes, that was how it was.
One of the first inclusive Techno Union projects in a while, Marek was awaiting the high command at a mountain range on of of the backwater moons around Hypori. The artillery demonstration would be nice. And there were drinks.
For your consideration, the Jericho.
The landing zone was prepped, and a small detachment of two Hydra War Droids and their 24 Clankers were prepared for anything. Just needed the guests.