Shadow of the Republic [dominion of Kashyyyk]

[Krenis Skirata]

Something was wrong. That was certain. He could feel it. But what? He kicked out the small fire, scattering the embers and letting the small roasting critter fall to the ground. Time to move. He stopped to listen. Blaster fire. Small arms. No, and more. He tilted his head. Bigger ones. Must have been vehicle mounted. Then the whine of repulsorlifts cut through the jungle. Air support. What exactly was going on? He reached up and broke off a sturdy branch, unslinging a vibroblade and hewing the end into a sharpened point. Now he had a spear. He hefted his makeshift pack onto his back and unholstered his blaster pistol. Time to move on. He broke into a jog along the forest floor, then stopped.

Something was telling him to go right. He broke off in that direction, stopping when he heard a familiar sound. A lightsaber? He flashed back centuries.

Blaster fire and a lightsaber's desperate flashing back and forth. The smell of scorched duraplast and flesh. And himself standing there, trapped, fingers begging to squeeze the trigger. But for who? His body aimed for the Jedi. His friend. His mind aimed elsewhere, or begged to. For his brothers. Those who carried his own face and saved his life. Then the snap-hiss of a lightsaber going off and the crumpling of a robed figure to the ground.

Keep going. He sprinted forward, boots pounding against the bark. He came to a stop, looking down. A Jedi. Young, probably a padawan if they used the same system still. And a team of commandos. Republic colors, by the looks of it. That was something. Fires blazed up in the sky. Something was very, very wrong.

This wasn't his Republic. His had died centuries ago, killed by the blindness of the Jedi. But it was the Republic, still, the same beliefs instilled in him from birth and flash training. He chewed his lip, watching them. Everything ached to get involved. It was his duty. It was what he was created for.

Kark it.

He jogged ahead through the branch and dropped down next to them, landing lightly and rolling to a stop. He opened his mouth to talk and then stopped. What was his name and rank? He was... a vision appeared in front of him, behind the young Jedi. The Jedi he had known long ago, then encountered again in the Netherworld. Same appearance. Smoke still poured from the blaster wounds in her body and her jaw sagged from where she had been hit with a rifle butt.

You let me die, Captain.

Captain. He was a captain.
"Captain Fury," He stopped again. No. Not his name anymore. "Captain Krenis Skirata. Designation A-95. Alpha class." He turned to Ali. "Sitrep, commander?" He turned to look down at the chaos below. "ANd somebody give me a rifle."



[member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Jordun Darko"]

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective: Secure beach, push forward
Location A zombie infested beach on Kashyyk
Enemies: Zombieland
Allies: GR, [member="Rafeesh"] [member="Turin Val Kur"] [member="stardust"] [member="Varius"] [member="Aston Jacobs"]
Post 2/20

Mantic kept a close eye on the padawans near by. He had faith in that they could handle themselves. Never the less, these undead creatures were not something they faced every day.

biting his lip he watched as the first wave of Wookie zombies rushed through the tree line throwing themselves at the barrage of fire from the republic troopers.

"We must ensure the soldiers safety as the abominations gain ground on them." he turned his voice toward [member="Rafeesh"]
"Remember, what is broken here, we can mend, even though we have flaws like the rest." Mantic knew his words might not make sense to most, but his padawan would probably understand it more so.

He sensed [member="Turin Val Kur"] and [member="stardust"] on the beach as well. While Master Turin was a known face he had not met [member="stardust"] before. Her aura gave of something that tingled his senses. But never the less he inclined his head.

"It is always an honorable duty to assist the finest of the republic." he answered her and he gestured toward the troopers that were forming up on the beach. More and more boats were approaching but the beach head was not secured just yet.

And with that Mantic swung his saber from a low angle cutting a rushing zombie from bellow. He pressed his mind to ease the troopers nearby to remain focused and not falter. It was imperative that the soldiers did not break line. If they did, the undead would simply hunt them all into the ocean.

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

She grinned as she sliced a wookie in half"and its a honor to have a master like you helping us "she said and force pushed one back and then released fire upon them

Heh better late them never right" she said smiling even with death around her

[member="Mantic Dorn"]
4/20

 

[Aston Jacobs]

Objective: Secure beach, push forward
Location Beach
Enemies: Evil
Allies: GR, [member="Rafeesh"] [member="Turin Val Kur"] [member="stardust"] [member="Varius"] [member="Mantic Dorn"] , Hope
Post 1/20

This wasn't the first time Aston had seen something like this sort before, the padawan took a deep breath as his hand rose to pull back the hood revealing his face as he took a look at the scene evolving around him. He hated that something like this had broken out. Innocent lives were taken mutated and mangled and thus were destroyed with no way back it would seem like. Aston saw these creatures and such on Roche, the station. The Padawan had struck threw a few of them, they didn't know fear or anger or anything but were just lifeless. The Padawan gripped his lightsaber as his foot came forward and planed a firm kick towards one moving his way.

Aston twirled his lightsaber around as he walked up towards it as it fell to the ground on its back and his lightsaber moved downward as he pierced the creature thus ending it permanently. The Jedi regained his posture as Republic soldiers in front of him opened fire towards the creatures that were moving upon them. Flashes of red and blue light reflected in the padawan's eyes as he remained still for a moment.

"Hope, Master Dorn." Aston said with a small nod of his head. "I know things will get better." Aston's hopeful side always shining bright and true,even among so much death.

 

[Keira Priest]

(2/20)

A beat passed as the rain began to fall from the skies, water dissipating into steam as it connected with the plasma blade held in a loose grip. Without so much as a word Keira cut down those infected surrounding her, bodies falling to the ground with a muted thud. Only then did she begin to walk, the downpour matting brunette locks, water cutting rivulets through the dirt and blood on her face. The Dark Side itself burned through that reverie of death, the words spoken telepathically still echoing in her subconscious. No reply was offered because none was needed. He knew she was coming, and that was all that mattered. The rest would sort itself out in due time.

For a moment she allowed the hatred burning in her heart to overwhelm her completely, giving in for a few seconds to her own inner demons, the relief it brought indescribable. Just as quickly she was back under her own control, but with a dangerous fire in her eyes that hadn't been there previously. It was one that spoke of a will to do anything required of her in order to bring down the Sith that had summoned her, the one she stood across from in the next few minutes. Armored, masked and swathed in robes his appearance wasn't anything different from those she had encountered in the past, but there was something lingering beneath the surface she couldn't quite put a name to.

The walk had provided its own sort of meditation, so instead of joining him in his reverie she merely waited, weapon in hand, for what was to come. Never had she believed in the philosophy of allowing others the first move, but she would observe her opponent before charging in blindly. There was a fine line that separated foolishness from bravery. "Sith."

[member="Requiem"]

 

[Rafeesh]

Objective: Secure beach, defend Republic advance
Location A zombie infested beach on Kashyyyk
Enemies: Zombies
Allies: GR, [member="Mantic Dorn"] [member="Aston Jacobs"] [member="stardust"]
Post 2/20

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NUIZvAe3RBg

Rafeesh grimaced as he got a better look of the enemies he was facing. These were things of nightmares. Of course, he had been a nightmare as well at one point. Perhaps they were more alike than he wanted to admit. He had been a monster just like what he was fighting. He felt somewhat upset of this. He knew he could defeat them, but could he defeat himself.

He brought his blade down on one of the hideous beasts that had once been a Wookiee. He thought about how easily these abominations were ended, he wished it were that easy to defeat his own darkness. He knew it, he had seen it and been it. He had not defeated it, merely held off ad fought it. He knew that as a Jedi he would have to face that in order to prove himself worthy of the title.

"It will be done master." His momentary distraction allowed an enemy to get close enough that Rafeesh didn't have time to maneuver. Almost instinctively he threw out his right hand and raised it. He felt the Force flow through him and lift the undead creature above the ground. For a single moment he contemplated calling upon the darkness to crush the creature's life. However that was only a moment, he instead pulled his sword around and decapitated the Wookiee before throwing the body away from him. This was going to be a long day.

He felt guilty for his thought, he had just shown his failure in a moment of emotion. That was why he would fail. He wasn't a Jedi. He could try over and over again, it would never be. He could fight and fight, but there would be no redemption. He would die as a failure. He wondered if this would be his destiny.

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective: Secure beach, push forward
Location A zombie infested beach on Kashyyk
Enemies: Zombieland [member="Requiem"]
Allies: GR, [member="Aston Jacobs"] [member="Rafeesh"] [member="Keira Ticon"]
Post 3/20


With the onslaught pouring over them like a tidal wave the beach turned into a bloody storm of mayhem. The sheer evil these creatures represented was about all that made the slaughter to continue and as the beach was hard pressed, there was eventually an end to the undead pouring from the forest line.

noticing how the lines of zombies grew thinner Mantic decided that there was a time to move further inside. Behind them an entire battallion of republic troopers were loading themselves onto the beach. They would proceed with their superiour firepower and military discipline from here.

This was a reassuring thought to Mantic but there was something about this place that was wrong. He sensed a presence deeper into the forest.

"The source of all this is not just a virus." he suddenly realized and spoke out loud to both his padawans to hear.

"The troopers will manage from here, we must proceed." he instructed and motioned for [member="Rafeesh"] and [member="Aston Jacobs"] to follow him as he started a fast paced march into the forest ahead.

 

[Rexus Drath]

Location: Kashyyyk forest
Objective: Pre game dialoge
Enemies: [member="Raymond Mosses"] [member="Bottlecap"] [member="Willam Forlon"] [member="stardust"] [member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Turin Val Kur"] [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Rafeesh"] [member="Mantic Dorn"]

"Labels." The Sith said in its deep robotic voice.

A cold ugly aura of darkness rippled off from the Sith, a feeling of absolute dread and death that could chill anyone to their spine. It was unearthly in it's presence, and what Keira felt beneath the surface was quite there. It was off, it was evil, but it wasn't the type of evil one would expect from the sith. It was unnatural...

"We are beyond your comprehension child. We are your unmakers, your doom, nothing will be spared from our warpath." The deep booming voice said once again.

"The light has faded, your light has faded, the end of days has come." The Sith said calmly.

Only it wasn't the Sith speaking, no it was something else. Something more within the husk of decaying flesh and bone. Something far far far worse than a single Sith Lord.

"Strike now or speak, this exchange will soon be over." The voice said as it remained sitting down.

OOC

Spoiler

The village should be clear, the next step is to work your way through to the shadow lands. The path along the way is crawling with trandoshan mercenaries so be prepared to be fired upon.

 

[Hopeman12]

Location: Main Wookie Village
Objective: Kick zombies butt.
Allies: [member="Ali Hadrix"] GR
Enemies: Zombie Wookies
4/20 blaze it

"Don't worry, I got my own" Jordun replied. He clicked a button on the neck of his suit to reveal his built on mask. As Darko and the troops walked through the village, Jordun started to sense something evil...

 

[Rafeesh]

Objective: Secure beach, push forward
Location With Master
Enemies: Whatever is before
Allies: GR, [member="Mantic Dorn"]
Post 3/20

Rafeesh nodded, following quickly while deactivating his saber for now. He looked forward to what was ahead, already he was proving himself more helpful than at Roche. That had been a nightmare. Now he was stronger, he was prepared and he was on his way to being a Jedi.

He frowned at the forest ahead. He could feel the darkness around him and he didn't seem to be able to feel anything within. The enemy was too strong, he could feel anger filling him. It took effort to focus enough to actually remind himself what the mission was. He had to fight the urges from within. Now he wondered how much help he would be on this mission. "Shouldn't have come. I'm a danger to the mission." He said only loud enough for a meter or so around him, not intending on anyone listening. He feared turning or losing command in the battle, that would be bad. He couldn't allow that.

He contemplated turning back, he would not be able to help if he were with the enemy.

 

[Ali Hadrix]

Location: Kashyyyk Beach
Objective: Investigate the infection spreading on Kashyyyk
{A} Secure Kashyyyk Beachhead √
{B} Eliminate infected threat √
{C} Investigate Wookiee Village √
Enemies: Infected
Allies: Not Infected
Tags:
[member=Rexus Drath] | [member=Jordun Darko.] | [member=stardust] | [member=Willam Forlon]
[member=Raymond Mosses] | [member=Bottlecap]
NPC's: Geft, Tresler, Abram, Funke, Vitor, Aulx, Astor, Umlar, Wolcraft, Jauls, Bikton, Fenter
Post: [4/20]
Previous Post: http://starwarsrp.net/topic/71445-shadow-of-the-republic-dominion-of-kashyyyk/?p=1065925
OOC Notes: This thread is serving as a Development for the Verpine Assault Rifle

Ali frowned within the confines of her helmet. Jordun was keeping quiet, hopefully picking up on something useful. She decided he needed help focusing his senses, and gave him something specific to search for. "Darko, try to focus your senses on the details of this infection. What do the Wookiees' behavior tell you about the illness? Can you connect it to anything you've seen before here or Roche? Do you think the Jedi Archives might have information we could use?"

 

[Viscous Thorn]

Location: Evakmar mkIII-class Corps Transport "Kiev Queen"
Objective: THORN SMASH!
Allies: Galactic Republic, Rebel Alliance, Galactic Empire
Enemies: everything on Kashyyyk but his men.

Thorn and his men crowded into the Droppods and waited for the drop. The pods shook violently then fired their rockets escaping the grip of the assault ship. The trip only took seven minutes and the drop pods landed on the beach below. The hatches bust open and in the distance all tha could be seen was green jungle and trees. Viscious' heart exploded at the image. He felt like he had been given a leave and returned home. The jungle was the only place he felt comfortable. The only place he could really relax and enjoy. It was also the place where he and his men were the most deadly fighting force in the galaxy.

"Lets disappear." Thorn said quietly to his men. The group spread out and moved towards the jungle disappearing into the brush and trees like a wisp of smoke.


3/20

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective: Secure beach, push forward
Location A zombie infested beach on Kashyyk
Enemies: Zombieland
Allies: GR, [member="Aston Jacobs"] [member="Rafeesh"]
Post 4/20

Mantic sensed one of his padawan hesitate. He stopped himself and raised his hand to show them that they should remain.

"Padawan," he began turning to [member="Rafeesh"] "This is an extreme situation. While I have no doubt that you will manage this, I will not leave you alone. If you need time to find strength here. We will do so together."

Mantic knew that he was asking allot of [member="Rafeesh"] but he also knew that without tests or challenges his redemption would not be as strong and precise. It was however not something to take lightly upon and he was prepared to alter his approach should the padawan request it.

 

[Keira Priest]

(3/20)

The way he - it? - spoke to her resembled the crypticity possessed by so many of the Sith Keira had encountered in the past, and she had no desire to go through the process of splitting hairs. What she wouldn't deny, however, was the darkness pressing in on all sides, a sensation she was altogether too familiar with. It was one she wanted to fall back into against all of her better judgment, those whispered promises returning to linger on the edges of her subconscious. Those were blinked away as she once more focused on the words spoken, ones that seemed to echo beyond the natural realm. No, this wasn't a man, or any sort of sentient in that regard. This was a thing, something to be disposed of.

It was well within the parameters of her natural instinct to simply strike and be done with it all, not leaving any time to proper conversation or any sort of personal interaction. But something about this one drew her in, and so she sat down across from him against her better judgment, crossing her legs and resting her hands in her lap, blade extinguishing but not leaving her grasp. Her brow furrowed slightly in concentration, it being a struggle of sorts to not be pulled beneath the waves of darkness once again, because this time she knew there would be no return. So instead she tried to discern just why she had chosen apparent diplomacy over combat. This wasn't like her.

"What are you?" Those three words, so callous in their delivery, held a sort of genuine curiosity behind them that was rarely ever present. Beneath even that, however, her intentions were nothing more than entirely deadly. One way or another this stranger sitting across from her would fall, and if she had her way it would be by her own blade. Another few presences lingered on the fringes of her awareness, those she recognized as being of a lighter sort than any aura she could ever hope to call her own. As much as she typically despised the Jedi, she knew she didn't want to fight this thing alone. Silently she willed a single word to the group hopefully on their way. Hurry.

[member="Requiem"], [member="Mantic Dorn"], [member="Rafeesh"], [member="Aston Jacobs"]

 

[Rexus Drath]

Location: Kashyyyk forest
Objective: Pre game dialoge
Enemies: [member="Raymond Mosses"] [member="Bottlecap"] [member="Willam Forlon"] [member="stardust"] [member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Turin Val Kur"] [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Rafeesh"] [member="Mantic Dorn"] [member="Viscous Thorn"] [member="Krenis Skirata"]

"What you stare at now is a Lord of the Sith, a mortal creature of flesh and blood whose life is coming to an inevitable end." The voice said behind the Sith.

"Their pitiful defense against your republic has failed, so I have taken control." The voice said from behind the metal mask, it's body still siting upon the ground.

"Your Sith wanted more time in their pitiful life, I have granted them that in exchange for becoming a host vessel to prepare our arrival. I am quite touched by your kind, organic life. How easy you are all manipulated into thinking you can survive your individual culling, how you grasp at the fleeting seconds in what defines your existence." there was a pause and rain began to drop down from the canopy.

"I am time, child. I was there for the beginning, when darkness climbed into the galaxy, I was there when your kind stepped out from the ocean, and I was there when we were sealed away between your realms." The voice stated as its head cocked up to look at Keira.

"I will be there for the end, and that is precisely what I am. Your end." And that was it.

There was a flash of lightning and a crack of thunder and it was gone. No trace, no lead, nothing it was simply gone. But far off in the distance beneath Keira in the shadow lands, its presence could be felt.

IC INFO

Spoiler

Dice roll 17 Inspection success

Upon the republic troops inspection of the corpses and village there was one thing missing, there were no children present. Not a single one. A scout trooper by the name of Zeep Zanflorp rushed back to command to inform [member="Ali Hadrix"] that he had spotted a large trandoshan mercenary party within the upper seventies that the wookie children were being brought to the shadowlands to form around an unknown object.

Upon further inspection of the bodies force users could feel a taint within them. Not of a biological virus, but a taint from the force itself.

 

[Rafeesh]

Objective: Follow Master
Location An infested beach on Kashyyk
Enemies: Zombies
Allies: GR, [member="Mantic Dorn"]
Post 4/20

Rafeesh took a moment to listen, he did not feel strong, he felt weak. He did not believe in himself, he believed his master. He believed that he could make it through, but not because of his ability but the assurance of Mantic. He decided that he would fight through his insecurities, he could and would fight the darkness and prove himself a defender of the light.

He closed his eyes for a moment, focusing on the thoughts that were attached to the light, the battle on Rhen Var. He had won alongside many of the Jedi Order's greatest. He had been a Jedi, they had been proud of his strength. He could be like that once more, he could be a warrior of the light to shine in the greatest of shadows. He swallowed his pride, it was not about him, it was about the Force and what part it would give him in the grand scheme of life. He was but a conduit of its will, a physical vessel for its commands. He had no fear, he had no concern, he had only the Force. It was the Force that had brought him here and it was that which would take him further.

"I am alright," He said after a moment, "let's keep going." He had to trust. Not an easy thing to do for a man who had been betrayed as the last thing before stasis.

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective: Secure beach, push forward
Location A zombie infested beach on Kashyyk
Enemies: Zombieland
Allies: GR, @rafessh [member="Aston Jacobs"] [member="Varius"]
Post 5/20


Mantic listened to [member="Rafeesh"] and tried to sense wether or not he was truly speaking true. It was not uncommon for padawans to sometimes seek acknowledgement through bravery. While it was a good trait Mantic did however believe that for this occassion [member="Rafeesh"] was not taking any chances merely for that. Things were much more complex to the former sith.

"Very well padawan. Let us pick up the trail then." with a nod to the rest he stepped through the tre line and was swallowed into the forest. A forest that was unnervingly silent.

With his saber clipped to his belt the jedi sniffed the air and wrinkled his nose, as if smelling something bad.

"We do not know much about this virus so tread carefully, if you see a corpse do not pass it to closely." he warned his padawans and started to walk along a thin animal trail.

[member="Requiem"] [member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Viscous Thorn"] [member="Jordun Darko"] [member="Krenis Skirata"] [member="stardust"]
[member="Bottlecap"] [member="Oddball"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

She looked at [member="Mantic Dorn"] "mind if I stick with you, force in numbers can conquer a lot" she said with a chuckle as she sliced another down

She put her saber up and let a breath our"heheh phew that was pretty rough
5/20

 

[Rafeesh]

Objective: Push on with the assault
Location A zombie infested beach on Kashyyk
Enemies: Zombies/ Trando mercs
Allies: GR, [member="Mantic Dorn"]
Post 5/20

Rafeesh allowed himself a moment of relief as his master accepted his response, the last thing that he really needed right at this moment was to be questioned in his strength of will. He was uncertain still himself, even with his determination. He tried to hold to the Force, wrapping his mind in its thickness and knowing that it would hold. He recalled Rhen Var and once more tried to bolster his mind. He had fought against Sith and Imperial troopers then, he could handle the mindlessness of these undead.

They struck him as strange, it felt strange through the Force, it seemed that every dead body was overflowing with the darkness. He had heard tales of Sith alchemy and the dark magics that allowed very astute practitioners to put life into the corpses of the dead. As a Sith he had been told to be perhaps strong enough to have one day achieved that level of mastery, however he had not believed it. It had to require so much strength in the Force that he doubted that he would ever be strong enough.

He wondered if this was a sort of plague, or if it was that darkness. He assumed that those who led the Forces, including Mantic, would have been able to tell if it were that. After all the Republic would not have sent them should this be something that could not be handled. Certainly the Jedi would not let padawans like himself take part in a fight if there was the possibility of corruption on the scale that could be perhaps seen here. "What does intel have on the virus?"

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective: Seeking for [member="Requiem"]
Location A zombie infested forest on Kashyyk
Enemies: Zombieland
Allies: GR, [member="stardust"] [member="Rafeesh"] [member="Aston Jacobs"] [member="Varius"] [member="Turin Val Kur"]
Post 6/20

Mantic looked into the tree line. There was an alien stillness to it. Not a reassuring one, but they needed to keep going. something in there was molding the evil that was manifesting itself via these undead. Something in there was by far not finished with its foul work just yet.

His thoughts were interrupted as the green skinned twilek appeared next to him.

He looked her up and down. More as a reflex then an actual observation. He had sensed her nature on the beach and while she was not of the darkness she was not of the jedi order either. He wet his lips pondering for a moment.

"Very well, join us if you will. Another sword is a welcomed asset in our current entanglement." he inclined his head toward [member="stardust"]

He then turned to the padawans.

"I am afriad we do not know much about these creatures," he began with a low voice to answer [member="Rafeesh"] s question. "They are unnatural, living dead. how they came to be this way is unknown, be it a virus or some other foul mean. But remember that all things are combined in the force, these creatures are of the dark side and must be destroyed."

As he was speaking he suddenly stopped and tilted his head. someone was speaking into his earpiece. He furrowed a brow at it and seemed to ponder his next words for a bit.

"It seem something very strange is in the works. While the beach head has been secured they have found a village nearby. All there are dead, but they noticed that there were no children among the bodies." Mantic scratched his chin.

"This can mean that the children are still alive somewhere, or it means...." he bit his lip not wanting to mouth the terrible thought that had crossed his mind.

"We need to act with haste. Hopefully we can locate the source of it all. Remember your training and stay close."

Mantic turned around and prepared to continue deeper into the forest of Kashyyk. He would drop any scouting efforts and now instead allowed the force to nudge his direction. Leading them toward the location of [member="Requiem"] and [member="Keira Ticon"]