Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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The World Behind

Twenty years. Going on twenty-one since he had been created. It had been so short a time, between his creation and this insanity. It had been unexpected, the sudden attacks and the destruction that had followed. Ultimatum had thought it impossible for all of the dark organics to band together, he had been wrong and now everything was gone.

His small city, his artificial realm, was all that was left to him. There was nothing he could do now, his ship had been dismantled in order to create this life. Worse still there was nobody with which he could communicate, the HoloNet was down and those friends that he had had were gone as far as the droid knew. Thus he focused his efforts on advancing what was around him. The world was full of scrap that he could easily repurpose or repair in order to keep his city running.

This was a galaxy of destruction, and the beings within it only lent themselves to the entropy. That was why he was here, he had come to try and help. He had come to give them the peace that they had wanted, yet this was the result. He sometimes wondered if there had been any other way. If he had just acted sooner could this all have been avoided?

His minions, mindless droids who simply walked about doing their jobs and keeping an eye out for unknowns. Today was little different from the previous weeks, a few droid bodies were found and sent to the small foundry to see if they were able to function before being repaired or added to another droid. The monotony would have irritated Ultimatum, if he had not lost his feelings a long time ago.

[member="Break"] [member="Jamie Pyne"]
 
Long before the darkness had settled in on the galaxy, the HRD had taken the precaution of preserving itself And the knowledge it contained. At the start of the fall, Break could see the bleak direction the galaxy was heading and took to stasis to outwait the fall.

20 years he waited there in his pod to only be found by a ghost from his past. The mindless drones had accidentally activated the droid within and Break was starting to get his bearings.
His visual sensors informed him he was in a different location than where he shut down at. Attempting to move his body, he noticed his joints were stiff and refused to budge. The long period without lubrication or use was probably to blame for that. He attempted to connect to the HOLOnet...that was out too.

This was definitely not the period he wished to be awoken in but he would have to deal with it. Considering the tech he used to preserve himself had long since fallen to ruin.
He would await for whatever found him to show.

[member="Ultimatum"]
 

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