Ravens in Wonderland [Red Raven Dominion of Dredd]

[Cryax Bane]

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"It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine"​

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The planet of Dredd sits on the edge of the Outer Rim like a dirty hunk of rock that someone forgot about. Polluted, plagued with lawless gangs and crawling with punk rock cannibals, along with a city-state that sits behind a wall while its population is pacified by snuff reality television, it’s hardly a destination spot for anyone looking for a nice, relaxing vacation in Wildspace.

Why would anyone want to infiltrate and claim a polluted wasteland such as Dredd? Rich exports of course. Founded by refugees from the Coruscant Gulag plague, the planet is not without its merits. A potent strain of Glitterstim is produced on the planet, controlled by a gang known as Cheshire’s Children, and Alum, controlled by the Libertarians, galactic refugees from the Gulag plague, is also a valuable building and manufacturing export.

The Red Ravens Crime Syndicate gather their forces at the Liberty District One where teams of Ravens will spread out over the planet to takeover Dredd by any means necessary. The moon of Galahad hangs low in the sky, hardly visible through the choking smog. The sounds of ragged screams are heard outside the Wall, the massive planetary fortification made of solid Alum that was built to keep the madness of the lost sections of the city contained. Soon the Red Ravens will take wing and spread out over the planet like a dark red stain. Some Dreddians on the Liberty District One streets can even be heard lauding the Red Ravens for their efforts. You know a planet is karked when trading lawlessness for organized crime could be seen as an improvement.


Objective 1: “Diplomacy” with the Libertarians of Liberty District One
Team Leader: Cryax Bane
Meet with Libertarian president [member="Gorgeous John"], promise protection for their miners, reinforcements for their wall, and improvements to their recycling centers if John allows the Red Ravens to install a puppet senator in the Liberty District One government.

Objective 1 Boss: Gorgeous John

Objective 2: Eliminate Eastern Dreddian Gangs
Team Leader: [member="Logan of Little Coruscant"]
Forcefully eliminate two Eastern gangs, the punk rock cannibals who make up the Rocket City Racketeers and the glit-biters of Cheshire’s Children who live in an area known as Wonderland. Confiscate massive amounts of glitterstim and take control of the caves where the drug is harvested.
Bonus objective 1: Capture the leader of Cheshire’s Children, Cheshire Kat
Bonus objective 2: Diplomacy with the Western gang the Nova City Angels

Objective 2 Boss: Cheshire Kat

Objective 3: Explore the Dark Zone
Team Leader: [member="Keira Ticon"]
Uncover the mystery of the Dark Zone. With 1.5 billion people living in absolute darkness and 1.5 billion people that disappear from the streets during the day, mention of the Dark Zone fills most Dreddians with terror. All along the outside section of the dark zone the bodies of Racketeers, Nova City Angels, Cheshire's Children, and Liberty District soldiers hang on crosses as a warning to anyone foolish to enter. What lies beyond in the dark with those evil red eyes is a mystery to all but the most foolhardy to wander into this cursed land. There are also rumors of a yellow-eyed demon that feeds on the souls of those foolish enough to enter.

Objective 3 Boss: The Devourer

Directions:
Liberty District One is to the North Pole
The Dark Zone is to the South Pole
Rocket City and Wonderland are in the Eastern Hemisphere (Wonderland is to the right of Rocket City in a smaller territory)
Nova City is to the Western Hemisphere

[OOC Information]

OOC Thread here: http://starwarsrp.net/topic/46971-dominion-of-dredd-ooc/

Each post should have the following locator tracker:

Location:
Objective:
Allies:
Enemies:

If you have any questions about the planet, please read the in-depth submission for it. It's all there!

 

[Cryax Bane]

Location: Liberty District One Captial Building
Objective: Diplomacy” with the Libertarians of Liberty District One
Allies: [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]
Enemies: ???

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oDHAEME84Og[/youtube]

A massive Magna-guard security detail in tow, Cryax Bane President of the Red Ravens, along with the Ravens newly promoted Minister of Diplomacy, the stunning Twi'lek Chiasa Kritivaas, headed towards the Liberty District One Captial Building for talks with the district's President known widely by his nickname, [member="Gorgeous John"]. Cryax flicked on his Datapad and checked his dossier on the oddly named politician, which admittedly didn't have much information on the man, other than the fact that he was human, around the age of 35, and disliked Mondays. Scanning the information with his glowing red eyes, Cryax made a mental note not to make any jokes about having a case of the Mondays and then flicked his Datapad off testily. He liked to know a bit more about the people with whom he was about to meet, but the cunning Chiss would just have to wing it like he always did.

The plan was to talk to Gorgeous John about having a Red Ravens representative "elected" into their senate in exchange for the Ravens protection for Libertarians, citizens, miners, and construction workers alike. Protection from the many gangs to the southeast and southwest of the walled-off district. Cryax let out a long, low whistle as his glowing red eyes scanned The Wall itself, a massive structure that was built out of solid Alum and spanned over 15946 kilometers. As they walked under its towering shadow, the captial building's steps in their sights, the Chiss crime boss turned to the orange Twi'lek and pointed to it, "According to the city's history, The Wall was built to keep out the parts of Liberty District One that had fallen into chaos, but I can't help but wonder if some of the citizens feel like the wall was built to keep them in."

 

[Kip Radon]

[member="Cryax Bane"]

The "president" of Liberty District One put his feet up on a desk and put his hands behind his head whilst he leaned back in a relaxed manner. A assistant placed a cigar in his mouth and light it with a match, breathing in the noxious smoke he blew out a few rings of smoke and kept relaxing. He had gotten some word or had some scheduled meeting with some some *censored* for brains power in the galaxy called the Red Ravens. They had talks about bringing order to the system and stopping the chaos that was Dredd. It was really cute to think.

Listening in on practically everything [member="Cryax Bane"] had said it was safe to assume every square inch of Liberty District was bugged and his people had already sliced into the Ravens communication network, he would see what they saw all day every day so long as they were on Dredd. The president took another long puff on his cigar then took it from his lips and ground out the cigar in a ashtray near his desk.

A voice came over Cryax's comm link and it was the voice of the president Gorgeous John himself.

"Oh man that was poetic, you should really put that in a book and label it under Nobody Gives A *censored*" The voice paused and then started back up again.

"So you two dweebs are from the Ravens? What brings you to my planet, good old Dredd! Please tell me it's the marauding killer rapist punk rockers! Oh wait could it be the drug lords or scary dark place where no one comes back from alive? Please come in and we can talk." To the steps of the capital building to as far as they were walking there were statutes and banners of Gorgeous John, some them just being his eyes looking down at the citizens. Really sent a whole big brother is watching vibe

 

[Keira Priest]

Location: Near the Dark Zone
Objective: Explore
Allies:
Enemies:

Theme

With all that had been going on Keira's life in the way of her experiences with being captured and imprisoned just for her curiosity regarding potentially dangerous situations, one would think that she'd had her fair share of such and would opt to not partake in this particular objective involving such, given the fact that after her imprisonment she was confined to a cell in complete darkness akin to that of the supposedly cursed area they were going to explore. But, she wasn't just participating in that facet of the mission, she was also heading it. This was her first time in any position of leadership within the Ravens, and it happened to be the one with the most possibilities of something going dangerously and horribly wrong. It just wouldn't be her otherwise.

Currently nearing the outskirts of the fabled Dark Zone, as it had been dubbed, signs of what awaited them within were already beginning to show in the streets, namely the bodies of a number of gangsters either hanging by their necks from nooses or crucified, forever looking down upon the streets. It was evident that this was meant to deter any outsiders from ever entering the forbidden area, but whomever had instilled this literal boundary of bodies hadn't had the Red Ravens in mind when doing so. Some might have been squeamish, but they would press on nonetheless, intent on the task at hand. One way or another they were going to figure out just what inhabited that cloying darkness.

Whatever the implied tone was, the message was clear: Abandon hope all ye who enter here.

Progress halted once they were thirty or so yards away from where the boundary between moonlight and complete black stood, and she turned to address those that had chosen to come along, surveying each of their faces for a brief moment before moving on to the next. It was no surprise to her that the group was relatively small, many having shied away from the task, and with good reason. That only made her appreciate those that had chosen to accompany her all the more. "I could tell you that this'll be easy, but it won't. I could say that everyone will walk out of here unhurt, or walk out at all, but then I'd be lying. But we'll figure this out, one way or another, and whatever's in there will regret the day they ever heard the name of the Red Ravens."

[member="Cryax Bane"]

 

[Cheshire Kat]

Location: Wonderland
Objective: 2
Allies: My Children
Enemies: [member="Logan of Little Coruscant"] [member="Deborah Waller"]

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_FrOQC-zEog[/youtube]

Meanwhile on the Eastern hemisphere of the planet Dredd, deep in a forest of weeping willows and enormous magic mushrooms bio-engineered to be grown specifically in a pink and purple orgy of psychedelic colors, trippy sitar music blared, bodies cavorted naked around a bonfire, and humans and aliens painted beautiful murals using the blood and organs of their enemies. The Cheshire Kat was having a party and everyone was high as a kite. The tall, pock-marked drug lord of the glitterstim cartel, The Cheshire’s Children, wearing his trademark white clown makeup with red diamonds over each eye and bright red sprigs of hair in ponytails, sauntered through the crowd letting the other Children kneel before him and lay kisses on his hand. He giggled at the dionysian scene around him. This was his happening and it freaked him out!

Cheshire Kat was giddy from the news that the Red Ravens Crime Syndicate were paying his little Wildspace planet a visit. There were rumblings about the Ravens' desire to take over the spider caves. What a quaint little idea, Cheshire thought. Oh please, please, please, let those little birdies crash the party. As quick as a cat, he hopped up onto a large flat mushroom and commanded the attention of the sweaty glit-biters who immediately swarmed the mushroom, rapt with attention, their glassy eyes focused intensely on their leader.

“My Little Ones!” he bellowed. “Dream your paintings and paint your dreams, my beautiful Children. I will soon be mixing up a new color for you all to splatter across your canvases. I call it...Raven Red.”

[member="Logan of Little Coruscant"]

 

[Blair]

Objective 2

The one thing you'd always need when trying to get rid of a gang that's given you trouble: a gang of your own. Deborah and the other Star Striders had agreed to the Ravens deal of helping to take the planet Dredd by dealing with the Eatern Gangs that had become an obstacle for their takeover. Given her others options this one had seemed more suited for her and her gang over polotical dealings and exploring some force-forsaken place called "the Dark Zone". At least here they knew what sort of action to take and how to deal with it. Given the information about [member="Cheshire Kat"] and his gang they realized this wouldn't be the usual type of gang they've dealt with before.

Suited up and ready for action Deborah Waller was within her quaters of her Mantis ship, after making sure her blasters were loaded with plenty of spare weapons an ammunition on stand-by, before suiting up in her Star Strider jacket while putting on a glove to fully cover her right cybernetic arm. Better a suprise for any who tried a one-on-one fight with her. She made her way trough to the landing area just as the news had gone out over the ship's comms that they would be landing soon.

By the time she had six of her gangs members were armed and ready to join [member="Logan of Little Coruscant"] and any other Ravens in the fight. The group consisted of two humans, a twi'lek, a chiss, a zebrak and even a trandoshian, all wearing the jackets of the Star Striders but with their own little customizations, and carrying their own specific weapons. One quick look about the group before Deborah gave a nod, which they returned. They'd ben through a lot and all the Striders stuck together. They were more than your typical type of gang, they were closer. And knowing that this fight may or may not claim some if not all of thier lives was an understandable risk.

Once the ship landed Deborah lead the group out and onto the surface of Dredd where they were ready for action.

 

[Chiasa Kritivaas]

Location: Liberty District One Captial Building
Objective: Diplomacy with the Libertarians of Liberty District One
Allies: [member="Cryax Bane"]
Enemies: ???


Chiasa had inclined her head slightly towards Cryax as he spoke. She'd done her homework as well, and wondered the same thing. Not because she particularly cared about the citizens of course, simply because if the apparently 'Gorgeous' John decided not to cooperate, it was always preferable to spend the lives of folks other than the Ravens first. People were just as useful a commodity in their own way as glitterstim, even if slavery was one of the few things the Twi'lek got a bit.. huffy about. Of course she didn't usually take it quite as far as some of the Dreddians with their whole cannibalism bit.

When the voice spoke from their comm, other than an ever so slight hesitation in her step, and a carefully neutral expression on her face, there was no sign that she was surprised or upset. This was not entirely accurate. That he spoke from their own comm, without them answering a call, meant that he'd hacked their network. The Slicers employed by the Ravens were top notch, frell, Cryax himself was a formidable Slicer. It hadn't seemed to have helped. It also implied that the watchfulness of the President was not limited to just his creepy posters. One now had to assume that he could hear and see them at all times and no transmissions were secure. On the plus side, he'd tipped his hand early in this show of power. It could have been much worse if he'd allowed them to carry on thinking they were secure.

That suggested what? Ego. That he thought he was firmly in control. He liked immediate gratification, the long game was not for him. Good. The more she knew the safer she was, the more likely that the Red Ravens would come out on top. Chiasa liked it on top.

She chose to continue as if all this had not just gone through her head, responding to Cryax as they continued into the capital building.

"Either way, it was quite a feat, particularly considering the first inhabitants were refugees fleeing for their lives and not all engineers or the like."

She was slightly put out about being called a dweeb. No one had ever called her that before.

In short order they were brought before [member="Gorgeous John"] himself. The Twi'lek, a few inches behind and to the right of Cryax offered the man a graceful bow, any annoyance carefully hidden.

"We are indeed from the Ravens,"

A group of Ravens is called a murder, perhaps you'll learn that the hard way.

"and we've come to talk of all those things and more. I am Chiasa Kritivaas, and Cyrax Bane is our President, though you likely knew that already."

She offered a slightly amused smile that said 'we both know your intelligence is good, we know what your Slicers can do, but we will take it in stride and be polite all the same'.

"We'd like to work together, so we all benefit."

She didn't say too much. Not yet. No tossing about plans, not until he responded, until she had a better read on him.

 

[Cryax Bane]

Location: Liberty District One Captial Building
Objective: Diplomacy with the Libertarians of Liberty District One
Allies: [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]
Enemies [member="Gorgeous John"]

Cryax was glad he had Chiasa with him. The Red Ravens diplomat was was much more silver-tongued than he himself would be with this Gorgeous John fellow. The easily-aggravated Chiss would have been laying into him wtih as much verbal judo as he could muster after that stunt he pulled with their commlinks. Cryax was beginning to think that perhaps diplomacy wasn't the way to deal with the Libertarians and their crackpot leader. However the city had a military that rivaled those in the Mid Rim and with their Wall in place, they had a fairly impenetrable defense. No. Diplomacy was the only way. Tapping away on his Datapad, the Chiss sent a message to his slicers over the Cryptnet to start counter-slicing and plug up whatever exploitable holes in their usually inviolable network.

After Chiasa had set the stage for more dignified talks, Cryax, through a plastered on smile, merely added a short greeting and a greasing of the wheel. "Chiasa and I are pleased to meet you and your constituents, Mr. uh, John. I think you'll find that our offers of protection for your brave construction workers on the wall and your miners of your precious resource Alum to be just the tip of the iceberg of what the Ravens can offer the Libertarians. If you create a post for a Red Raven senator in your government, of course."

 

[Darth Assimilus]

Location: Waiting to meet Logan?
Objective: 2
Allies: [member="Deborah Waller"] [member="Logan of Little Coruscant"]
Enemies: [member="Cheshire Kat"] and gangs


How could he pass up not causing Violence? After all he was outfitted to give many a swift death. Kezeroth Walked tall and apon seeing [member="Deborah Waller"] he chuckled seeing her in the same group. Holding his LJ-50 Concussion Rifle and carrying his Hammer Bone Crusher on his back he was prepared to destroy. His Blood red Armor looked slightly dirtier than last time they met, the Gen'dai had been busy hunting. He stopped near the Woman and her band of killers and snarled in his helmet looking down at them all. Though they were not the enemy he still loved to pick on others.

" Of Course I see you are here... Leave the slaughtering to the monsters, Girl." he chuckled and spoke in a joking manner, as always. But soon his tone grew different as time passed and he did not see Logan near. " Where is Logan?! It is unwise to Dangle Meat in front of a Rancor!" he snarled and looked around in all directions.

 

[Kip Radon]

[member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]

The line was silent for a few seconds as if John was stunned by their words and was speechless to what they were offering. Help, real help that the planet needed. The Ravens could bring peace to Dredd, perhaps even return it to it's former glory of when it was once called Lorandredd. The possibilities were endless with the real help they could get from the outside world. They could even take down the wall over time and people could be united under one banner of peace and love!

"Yeah, I'll take the meatball sub." The sounds of a mic being picked up and shuffled around echoed through the headsets of Cryax and Chiasa. Apparently while they were talking John was in the middle of ordering his presidential lunch.

"Yeah provolone and put it on wheat, none of that bleached white soy *censored* we give to the civilians. Oh and a cherry coke. Thanks Taylor, keep this up and maybe you'll get paid eventually." The mic shuffled a bit and made it's way back to John.

"Yeah whatever you guys just said wasn't listening, had more important things. Anyway just bring your dweeb asses inside and we can talk about this basket ball game or whatever the *censored* you *censored* suckers are here for." The doors to the capital building opened up into a Oval Office for the two ravens and a chair turned towards the window hiding the president behind it so he could have a dramatic entrance when they stepped in.

 

[Cheshire Kat]

Location: Wonderland
Objective: 2
Allies: My Children
Enemies: [member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"] [member="Deborah Waller"] [member="Dakita Calfur"]
OOC Info: Logan of Little Coruscant seems to be MIA. Let's handwave that he ordered everyone on objective 2 to go without him and he'll catch up when he can. Don't want you guys waiting when you could be fighting me and my baddies. :devil:

"My Children, my children," continued Cheshire Kat, perched atop his colorful mushroom. "I have a present for all of you!" As a psychedelic Bith band began to play a noodly tune, The Cheshire's Children, their faces and bodies covered with a sickening mixture of dayglow paint and blood, swayed and raised their hands in a hippie dance. Their charismatic leader continued. "The Kat is going to put on a show for you! And the Red Ravens have been kind enough to play the leading roles!" He hopped down off of his mushroom and headed down a dark path in the forrest, his children dancing behind him, banging on drums and tambourines, a few of them kicking around disembodied eyeballs as if they they were hackey sacks. The drug lord came to a building made entirely of lead, and whirled around to face the crowd, his eyes blazing.

"Children! Meet our fabulous costars!" Cheshire Kat shrieked happily, and ordered one of his children, a body-painted Zeltron man, with long, flowing blue hair, to open the door and reveal one of the occupants inside. It was a tiny primate-like creature with two tails, suction cup-tipped fingers, and a bare head that resembled a human skull, a nightmare demon. The Zeltron held the nightmare demon gingerly on a leash in front of him, as the children "ooh-ed" and "ah-ed" and said things like "far out, baby!" Suddenly, the nightmare demon turned on the Zeltron, hissing and chattering as it scrambled onto his chest, raking its claws into his flesh and knocking the frightened man to the ground. The creature sat hunched atop the man's chest, locking eyes with him as it entered his mind and immobilized him with visions of his own worst fears. The Zeltron's red skin turned almost pale white, and he let out a long, terrified scream which could be heard for miles. Clutching at his heart with a gasp, the man literally dropped dead from fright right before the Children's glassy eyes.

Amid enthusiastic applause and screeching, Cheshire drew a vibroblade and, moving forward with the speed of a predatory animal, lopped off the creature's head, watching with amusement as its decapitated body slumped over the Zeltron's chest. Then like a ringmaster, Cheshire Kat turned and bowed with a flourish.

"It's showtime!"

 

[Armand Temi]

Objective: 2
Location: Meeting [member="Deborah Waller"] and [member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]
Enemies: [member="Cheshire Kat"]

Dak skid into the docking station of Liberty District One on the planet Dredd, her B-7 freighter taking up two spots. She looked down at her wrist where she had thought she had jotted down the coordinates to Wonderland to key into her data pad later but then she realized she had written down the digits from some rando at the Zeltros club last night and not the coordinates of the map as she meant to. Oh well, she would figure it out. Now what to wear?

She looked around. Piles upon piles of clothing, shoes and baubles lay in disarray, some garments hanging haphazardly from the interior of the hull. Blue Bantha balls, choosing the right outfit is harder than drinking a vial full of artery worms, Dak thought kicking her way through brightly colored tops and skirts to the actual wardrobe locker on her ship. After rifling through more heaps of fabric, Dak selected a neon green body glove with a detachable fur collar made of Kushiban fur to wear to her first meeting with the Red Ravens. The fur was fake of course - she was merely a criminal, drug dealer and sadist, not a barbarian.
Topping the outfit off with her favorite grav boots, she exited her ship. She knew Wonderland was East and it was full of glitterstim users which is why Dak was interested in taking this mission from the Red Ravens in the first place. Her supply on Zeltros had dried up and finding a direct source of the drug filled her with excitement. She didn't really bother with the rest of the details... blah, blah, blah said the Raven syndicate member who had comlinked her the instructions.

She saw silouettes ahead in the gray smog and as she got closer the descriptions matched Deborah Waller, who led a gang called the Star Striders and a dude named Kezeroth the Malevolent. She hovered right up the snarling guy in red armor, put her hands on her hips and asked, "Are you the Ravens I'm s'posed to meet?"

 

[Daxton Bane]

Location: Dark zone
Objective: Breaching the zone
Allies: [member="Keira Ticon"]
Enemies: unknown

Standing menacingly in his highly polished battle armor, the Sith looked like a knight of old cloaked in crimson and green hues. It mattered not what waited for him inside the zone, for he could sense a great darkness from within. Perhaps not as strong as the dark side cave in Dagobah where he spent a lot of time meditating on the dark side but strong none the less with just a hint of malice.

With a strong purposeful stride he moved forward into the marked zone, the soft tread of his boots the only sound anyone could hear. Ever alert for an ambush or attack, Daxton scanned his surroundings for the enemy to make its presence felt.

 

[Nei Laa]

Location: Beside Keira, near the Dark Zone
Allies: [member="Daxton Bane"] [member="Keira Ticon"] @Others
Enemies: Anything that tries to kill them
Objective: 3

Nei stood near Keira as the human made an attempt to boost the morale of the others. Of course, the Nautolan herself was only half-listening, instead watching the zone in front of them with trepidation. The bodies didn't bother her, and darkness? Hell, her species had originally grew up in darkness. Why else would they have special eyes?

No, the trepidation was caused from the reported 1.5 billion disappearances. One and a half billion disappearances! One and a half! Just poofed out of existance, as if they'd never been there in the first place. As if they were just a teensy weensy blip on the universal life -- absolutely inconsequential.

Her tresses roiled in discomfort as a shiver went down her spine, which prompted an internal scolding. Oi, stop it! It just be in your head, moron! Keep it together! Even so, she slid her visor down and kept her hands on her blasters, though something in the back of her mind told Nei that, when it came down to it, they would probably be useless.

The Nautolan looked up as one of their members, a Sith fellow, began to walk towards the zone. Scowling, she barked, "Oi, you! Don't go runnin' off without us!" Under her breath, she added, "Si'hklesi foh."

 

[Chiasa Kritivaas]

Location: Liberty District One Captial Building
Objective: Try not to smack Gorgeous John
Allies: Cryax Bane
Enemies Gorgeous John


One brow arched, and her perfect jaw tightened as the Twi'lek clenched her teeth. Really? Really? There was being dismissive to prove a point and establish heirarchy and then there was.. This guy.

Diplomat. Envoy. Official Face. It is not appropriate to light his hair on fire. Even if it likely would burn oh so well with all that greasy product in it, the crinking barve.. He'll feed the Sarlacc eventually..

Still, even she was only so good. Trading a long suffering look with [member="Cryax Bane"], she entered [member="Gorgeous John"] 's office. Where he was apparently ensconced in a chair dramatically turned away from them. Another slight. Assuming he was actually seated there and this wasn't yet another attempt to mess with them.

"Whenever you're ready to begin.."

She had been polite, she would not be pushed around. No more of her time and effort would be invested until he engaged to a level that she deemed acceptable.

 

[Keira Priest]

Location: Entering the Dark Zone
Allies: [member="Daxton Bane"], [member="Nei Laa"]
Enemies: Anything or anyone not a Raven
Objective: 3

Apparently her speech hadn't had the desired effect, but then again, Keira wasn't quite sure what that effect was supposed to be in the first place. Still, however much they may or may not have liked what she had to say, she didn't exactly expect one of the members of the team, a Zabrak male she vaguely recognized as Daxton, to walk off ahead of them without a word. With all that this mission entailed, she'd expected the group to be kept in close proximity, but it seemed that with his departure she'd been wrong. All there was really left to do was follow after him, so she merely glanced to Nei with a shrug and motioned for the few others to follow before stepping across the undefined boundary line herself.

Unconsciously she palmed her lightsaber, keeping the weapon unignited and coming to a stop once she was a few feet in, reaching out with the Force to perceive what her eyes were unable to. What she felt was a deep darkness emanating from within, which only served to cause her to walk on, keeping her pace measured and not rushing into things head-on. If she'd learned anything in the past few weeks, it was that taking a measured approach was oftentimes the wiser decision, no matter how much she otherwise wanted to get things done and over with. So, despite whatever adverse feelings she held about the neverending darkness, she pressed on.

Whatever the cause for the wash of darkness that could only come from one who possessed the ability to wield the Force, it was plainly obvious that they - or it - were responsible for the disappearances that plagued this area of the planet. And whatever it was, it was hungry for more.

 

[Red Ravens Storyteller]

Objective 3
The Dark Zone

The force inclined, or just plain paranoid might feel the hair rising on the back of their neck, or similar non-human species experience. As they left the veritable wall of bodies and approached the seemingly abandoned
city, the sense of being watched would grow. No visual scan would show anything though, whatever watched was either not physically there or more than adept in the arts of stealth. Not that it would be hard, those first buildings were badly atrophied with no sign of care of upkeep, littered with piles of debris, holes in the walls, corners crumbled off. In short, a perfect playground for anything that wanted to sneak and hide.

Or ambush.

[member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Nei Laa"] [member="Daxton Bane"]

 

[Cryax Bane]

Location: Oval Office of Gorgeous John
Objective: Try not to smack Gorgeous John
Allies: [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]
Enemies [member="Gorgeous John"]


Oh no he didn't. Exchanging an epic eyeroll with Chiasa, the Chiss crime boss stepped forward with his diplomat into the Oval office of Gorgeous John who had made them wait on his lunch order of all things. What gall. What ego. What a delicious-sounding sandwich. Cryax wondered what was this thing called Cherry Coke that John spoke of. They certainly didn't have that back on Antecedent, but perhaps it could be imported. There was no time to think about sweet beverages, however, as there were deals to be made.

As rude as Gorgeous John was being, the Ravens needed him to cooperate or else they'd have to take Liberty District One by force, and Cryax most of all didn't want any bloodshed. A quiet, behind-the-scenes takeover was on Cryax's lunch menu. It took all of his composure to take on a honeyed tone with the Liberty District President. "Wouldn't want you negotiating on an empty stomach," he said, forcing out a smile that came out more like a grimace. "But we're eager to get down to business, Mr. John. Do you have anything to say about that senate post?"

 

[Kip Radon]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&persist_app=1&v=LtGzmxa3CH4

[member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Cryax Bane"]

Everything was silent in the office, John had shut his mouth and perhaps things were going to get underway. Dredd was in dire need of help and repair and the Ravens were the ones to give it to them, they had shown their worth by battling everything from hutt cartels to flaming demons and more or less survived. If anyone was going to help out this planet it was them. So talks would begin for a spot in the "senate" that everyone knew was just Gorgeous John and his control over the droid factories in the capital. The chair swayed a bit and the dramatic reveal was coming.

When the chair turned it was not Gorgeous John that sat in it, but rather a hefty pile of plastic explosives with two things on it. The first was a picture of a middle finger directed at the two raven diplomats, and the second was a radio set with the amazing voice of Gorgeous John on it.

"Welcome to Dredd ****ers!!" And then things got hot.

The office exploded in a white hot fire of doom that incinerated the desk and almost everything In the room, the ravens would need to act fast to save their hides. But it didn't end there, the shield generator around the city whirled to life and in a few seconds the dome of pink light energy engulfed everything inside the dome. The streets would soon be put on lockdown and the vast droid and human armies John commanded would be scouring the streets looking for any signs of the ravens. If they thought they could come to Dredd and out John or use him as a puppet. They had another thing coming, in the shape of an iron fist from a robot.

After the explosion Gorgeous John tapped into the planetary communications system and sent out a worldwide message to the chaotic world of Dredd, and to the Ravens themselves.

[member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Cheshire Kat"] [member="Deborah Waller"] [member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"] [member="Dakita Calfur"] [member="Daxton Bane"] [member="Nei Laa"]

"Attention fair citizens of Lorandredd, that's Dredd for all you stupid ones. We have unwelcome guests in our homes. So your President Gorgeous John is going to make you all am offer. One million credits for every Red Raven head you collect. Oh and to you sickos and bandits to the east, this is still valid for you despite the numerous headaches you have caused me. Now go kill these savages." John ended the message and sat high and mighty in a underground bunker somewhere in Liberty District One. The planet was in uproar however, Rocket City Racketeers held various barbaric weapons and began to mobilize to go on a Raven hunt. The psychotic rockabillies were out for blood.

 

[Darth Assimilus]

Location: Docking Bay... Done waiting for Logan
Objective: 2 Kill!
Allies: [member="Dakita Calfur"] [member="Deborah Waller"]
Enemies: Gangsters & [member="Cheshire Kat"]

Roughly 15 minutes had passed and yet no Logan, Kezeroths Patience was gone! The only other member that had shown up was [member="Dakita Calfur"] a Zeltron, The Gen'dai growled and pressed a button by his neck that activated his face mask to fold back. With his face shown he stared at those around him and said " I dont know about you but I am done waiting for Karking Logan! Those who are strong come and enjoy the 'Hunt'! You can stay here and wait longer or you can come with me... and kill those that a pose us!" he shouted and cocked his concussion Rifle. He started to walk away toward the locations the Red Ravens had given them, Resting his Rifle on his Shoulder he commanded his face mask to fold over for protection again and shouted " Decide before I kill all the Prey!" The thump of the Gen'Dais footsteps could be heard as he walked away to go deeper in the City.