Cantina 8

[Kuuki]

Ivan to Ralatha: "Okay, but the only TRUE person whom shall be surprime counilman shoudl be the one whom has linage to the sith lord himself... His name is Irvine Samuel Cracken, our records show that he's 23 standard glactic years of age, approx 5'11", and has heir to the throne. So regaurdless whom you are a child of Darkstar, the child of Cracken has higher athority in the matter, and I did have herd reports that he is on his way here..."

 

*while at the same time Irvine's shuttle lands at the Council HQ and still giving out as much power as so he chooses...*

 

Ivan continueing: "And lets not forget that Cracken is the Son of Palatine, regaurdless of whom we are today opposing of. I repeact Cracken because i knew him for all to long, but when i create my moves agenst him, I do it honestly. And not for senceless power, unlike you whom stands here today craving it, about to kill me and anyone else in this room whom ever disagrees with you, Lady Reletha. Before you declare any power, you shall seek the heir first hand. Now get out of my face, you have no say in this meeting..."

 

jsut wiat deac, reletha will her her chance ^_~

[Redwing]

((OOS: There is no throne, Scar. Cracken had to seize power.))

 

Tarl: Are you suggesting we allow the son of Cracken to take up his father's soiled mantle? Outrage!

 

Farran: I must point out that the seat only passes upon death...and Lord Cracken, to my knowledge, is not dead. Thus Irvine does not have an automatic leadership position, even if he was here. My question to Lady Darkstar still stands.

[Kuuki]

<a voice whom sorce cannot be located>: "Your question? Bah! Who cares about your question. And as for Cracken and only death shall have him be removed, I'll take care of that department... ha ha ha ha ha..."

 

*Ivan being not ever seated in his chair, now filled by Irvine*

 

L Irvine: "I'll take him off the throne. And as soon as my powers fully develop, no one in this universe can stop me, with or with out you all, considerit a favor. What do you think?" *looks up to another person perched up above, standing on a well supported light fixture, resebling a black haris Irvine...*

 

D Irvine: "Heh heh heh heh, Thats just about correct there. And with all these abilities we share, theres not even a single jedi whom can touch us. Even now."

*The second Irvine glances over at the door, to look at a third Irvine standing behind Reletha, and leaning up agenst the closed doors.*

 

O Irvine: "And especally when you think it was safe to go outside and leave your doors unlocked. HA!"

 

*The three Irvines jump and land on the table refusing together back into the single complete Irvine as before.*

 

M Irvine: "Lets make a deal. Do what I say and I'll give you all the power back where it should be, the Empire how it was before and during the Galatic civil war, plus your presious Council. Decline and you all die here now. No voting, just a clear yes or no. Don't worry about my father. I already have plans for him..."

 

Just another ability that he's got (I thought of it quite a while ago, and just wanted to use it for once ^_^)

[Redwing]

*Farran smiles* And that, gentlemen and ladies, is what brings us to our next question: How to balance the power of a leader which is a Lord of the Sith?

 

*Farran snaps his fingers, and the doors fly open. Seven men in deep black suits stepped in the chamber, armed with long black rifles. Six of them sport white insignias on their chests, while the central figure wears a bright red symbol. Their faces were masked by green visors and spidery black breather masks, and black skull helmets. A tall figure in a scientist's gray coat stands behind them*

 

Farran: Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce Imperial Scientist Artemis Omicron?

 

*Omicron steps forward* Ladies and gentlemen of the Imperial Council, I present here the culmination of the efforts of the Vanguard Project. *motions to the black-suited figures* These are only a few of the Vanguard Elite warriors. They are equipped with the very latest weapons technology, also incorporating the new technology of LDT - limited dimensional teleportation - that was tested by dedicated Imperial scientists during the recent civil war between the Empire and the New Republic. Their development was begun before the Galactic Civil War, but was sadly halted by the efforts of the Jedi Knights.

 

The reason for this? My Vanguards are completely immune to the power of the Force.

[Kuuki]

*Irvine disapears and reapears infont of the scientist with a lightsaber ignited at his neck.*

 

Irvine: "I only knocked them out... I am faster, stronger, and far more powerful then any jedi nor sith that has ever been completey documented, on the side of my old friend Ken'atra, which may I add where both born on the same planet, bot thats history. What ever you try to throw at me it won't even leave your fingers, gentlemen."

 

*Irvine grins at Omicron at the thought of decapitating Omicron.*

 

Irvine: "The experiment failed. And don't make me use my powers on anyone of you, cus that'll be your fatal mistake."

 

Ivan: "Well, look at you killer, and to think what would you mother think of you now?"

 

Irvine: "You of all people know that she's dead."

 

Ivan: "Very well then."

[Redwing]

((OOS: Scar, that's godmoding.

 

You can't just kill my characters, and you can't just say "the experiment failed and thus everything you say is nullified". You can't make yourself a god.

 

The most you could do is use your attack on my characters.

 

edit: And as I recall, there's also a rule against one post kills.))

[BattleDog]

*Hal senses a dark presence in the shadows.*

 

((OSS: This is meant to be Starr.))

 

Hal: *Ignites saber.* Show yourself!

 

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*Space Marshal Flax sat in his chair a metiing room deep within the Old Imperial Palace. Also Presant was the Supreme Fleet commander, Senator Ackbar, General Cracken, head of Intelligance, who had the unfortunate luck of sharing the name of the Sith Lord, the Head of the Army General Madine. Aslo presant were their deputies and aides.

 

((OSS: Alternate Universe, Madine didn't die.))

 

Flax: So Gentalmen, to buisness.

[Kuuki]

okay fine, ill edit my post but can i at least keep the decapitation? cus i dont like that guy[rant]Feel my rath! Feel my rath![/rant] ^_^

[Redwing]

((OOS: No. You can't knock them out either. They're new characters, and you CANNOT make a decision to create their strengths and weaknesses. That is godmode.

 

Speaking of which, cut the magic powers, please. You wouldn't get such powers from merging one powerful Force user with another weaker one. Doesn't add up.

 

Vanguards, btw, are armored and shielded. Top of the line, remember? How do you know they aren't invulnerable to sabers, or can use the Force themselves?))

 

 

*Starr takes out his saber but does not ignite it* So, a Jedi like your father. Calm yourself. I do not mean either of you harm.

 

*emerges from the shadows* I have come for you, Miss Alys'Shera.

 

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*as Irvine places his saber to Omicron's throat, the Vanguards train their weapons on him*

 

Omicron: If you kill me, they'll turn your body to ashes on the floor...

 

Chairman: Order! Order!

[Kuuki]

Irvine removing saber: "Very well then, I haven't come with the thought of harming anyones soul. However my offer on this republic still stands, let me lead you all, and maybe with Miss, um yes, Reletha's help, we will crush my fathers regeme, regaurdless of how much navial support we currently have. My powers are only but growing still with every move, thought, and espescally any actions that are force dependant, helps it that much more. I'm not sure how that ability that I have presented for my enterence had been created, but I assure you I at least know I have more, and I'm a fast learner... And I already know of most of your all capabilities, its nice to have a relitive on the council..." *glances at Ivan, but only a few notice.* "I bid you all good day..."

[Cmdr. Cracken]

*Alys, hearing the new "Jedi's" want, became afraid. thoughts of her mother floated to her head. She drew her blasters at inhuman speed. Starr took notice. perhaps his master was right not to underestimate... who ever she was.*

 

Why do you want me? Tell me and i might not blast you to pieces.

*Sithspit, he was a JEDI. Even Jengo Fett and his son Boba couldn't beat a Jedi. what could SHE do? One word crossed her mind..... run.

 

And she did. she took off at blinding speed, shocking Hal and Starr. Nobody could run that fast, unless they were trained in the Force......*

 

((OOS: Note, Alys uses alot of her powers out of fear or need, not of concious thought. She can't control it, most of it's instinctual.))

[Redwing]

*Starr glances at Hal, and before the Jedi can react, Starr leaps up onto the rooftop level of the buildings above and races along, paralleling the street below, until he is running side by side Alys, except above her head.

 

She's using the Force...no question. But she's no Jedi... Starr extended his hand and created an illusion. His Force techniques were designed to alter people's perceptions from the outside in, not directly affecting the mind...hence this interesting girl, even if a Force adept as he suspected, would have hardly any chance of seeing through the vision. She wouldn't feel any interference in her mind, and thus not question the idea.

 

Alys sees a duracrete wall appear almost out of nowhere directly in her path*

 

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*Farran narrows his eyes* Really? You came without a thought of harming anyone?

 

*motions to security droid, who plays back:* "Do what I say and I'll give you all the power back where it should be, the Empire how it was before and during the Galactic Civil War, plus your precious Council. Decline and you all die here now."

 

*Farran smiles* If Omicron's Vanguards hadn't come in at that precise moment, would I not be a corpse right now, Irvine Cracken?

 

*to the Vanguards* See to it that Irvine does not use us as guinea rats in his next 'learning experience'.

 

Red-Insigniaed Vanguard: *in a modulated voice through the slitted mask* Yes sir. *two Vanguards move to flank Irvine, the others keeping withing safe firing distance.

 

Farran glances at Ivan. He hadn't missed the undertones of Irvine's quick conversation with him. It was only confirming what he already knew...suspected*

 

Farran: And now, to Lady Darkstar: Do you have an answer for my question?

[Kuuki]

Irvine: "Why allow those who not agree your your own terms to be let go so easily? Im not just refering to myself, nor you and your presious Vanguard. Mostly on the terms of my father wanting to make peace with the republic while you all sit here and think of ways how to deal with it. So, on these terms why should i do the same?"

 

*Irvines eyes glow for a moment.*

 

Irvine: "I promise you, if i have to I'd kill you all, but sence i haven't thus proves my point that if i where to have come to kill anyone, I'd would have done it as soon as I came..."

[jokemaster]

*gaurds come in*

 

Lead Gaurd: Hey you there, you're the bounty hunter Chavo aren't you? You're under arrest, Were taking you to the council and see what they'll do with you

[BattleDog]

*Hal waves his hand, the wall disapears, he runs after Aly.*

 

*Hal catches up to her, he explains in a rush.*

 

He's a Sith, his name is Starr. He'll try and use the force to trick you. I think we need to get you out of here!

 

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*The meeting was now in progress, with the prelims out of the way they could get down to the core issue.

 

Ackbar: Even now, with this treaty the Empire cannot be trusted. We must fortify our borders against attack.

 

Cracken: Our agents and listening posts confirm what the Sith lord says. The Empire is essentially split in two, with the Emperor's Remenant currently pursuing only peace with us. The other faction, the Seperatists is essentially composed of the hardcore Warlords and stuboon, burroctrats.

 

Madine: The same Empire we've been fighting for 30 years!

 

Flax: Yes, but they have now regained a large portion of their holdings.

 

Ackbar: Yes, they are now capable of mounting a meening full offensive.

 

Madine: We need to strike at the Seperatists, now!

 

Flax: Agreed, however I suggest we concentrate on the divide between the Remenant and the Seperatists. Admiral?

 

Ackbar: Deploy the 3rd and 1st Fleets, prepare for an offensive. Attach the IndependanceII.

 

*slight gasp.*

 

Cracken: Sir, is that wise, If we were to lose her it would be a major blow to moral.

 

Ackbar: I will personally lead this Campaign. Space Marshal Flax, Shift more of the elite Squadrons onto the Independance.

 

Flax: I'll get to work on it write away.

[Deac]

*Reletha looks at the chaos, and looks saddened*

 

Fools! Do you see what we have become? Power hungry buercrats, only seeking what is best for us...

 

Here we have two of the same men, with a traitor for a father...and a general who would be emperor...this is not the empire I served, or wish to lead. Anyone who agrees should speak up now.

 

Council Member Iktar: Objection, sister of Orthos!

 

*Reletha turns to Iktar*

 

Fool. Orthos is not my natural brother. My natural brother is currently fufilling my first directive should I be chosen to lead...

 

Deac Starkiller must die!*

 

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*Lokpihet raises his blade over the left-handless Deac*

 

Farewell, Starkiller...

[Kuuki]

Irvine: "Well you have my support on that Miss Reletha. Other then on the condition of Deac Starkiller, I could care less. Buerucrats, everyone of them, even these ones whom are holding their weapony upon me. I wouldn't doubt as soon as they're doen with me they'd do the same with you..."

Irvine to Reletha through force: Which nothing else couldn't be the best of times for us two, to combine forces?

[Cmdr. Cracken]

A Sith!? What do the SIth want with ME!? Forget this.

*She ducked dowm a street, leaving Hal behind, and ran toward the Space port.

 

The Space port at this time was full of activity, ships leaving and arriving, dropping off various cargo's. Alys old Jedi Starfighter was preped and ready to go, like all mercenaries ships were. you never knew when you had to leave. like now.

 

She jumped in the cockpit, and ignored her R2 units high pitched warnings. She tried to start her engines, but they whined, and died.

 

SithSpit.

 

And there was Starr, right infront of her fighter. SHe tried her lasers... nothing. Damned Sith disabled her fighter. she poped the cockpit, and stood up, hands raised..........*

[Redwing]

((OOS: Jokemaster, you're on Tatooine, not the planet where the Imperial Council is meeting...so the guards will be taking you offplanet. You better have an important-sounding backstory

 

@BattleDog: lol @ using the actual Cmdr. Cracken))

 

 

*Chavo's stalker stares as the guards lead Chavo out of the building* They're taking him to the Imperial Council? Why? What's so important about him?

 

*The guards lead Chavo towards an Imperial shuttle with official markings. Chavo's stalker makes up his mind...he's going to follow them. He slips up behind the shuttle - conveniently, he was already dressed as a mechanic - and is furtively attaching a tracking device to the side of the shuttle when a hand lands on his shoulder*

 

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*Starr lands in front of Hal, saber ignited* Impressive. Your father never had the prowess to see through one of my illusions. Fighting you would be an interesting task...at a later time, that is.

 

*Starr fades from Hal's sight. He was never actually there.

 

The actual Starr stood in front of Aly's disabled ship* You shouldn't be so frightened. I am not here to harm you. I'm here to take you to...someone who wants to see you.

 

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Farran: I care only for the good of this Council. *smiles* The Vanguards shall only be used to keep the balance of power intact. The days of Vader are over, my friends. No Sith will again be able to engineer a power play based on the threat of the Force.

 

Unless, of course, they go through me.

 

Not only that, but those intolerable Jedi will soon fall once again if they dare stand in our way.

 

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*Lokiphet is suddenly pulled backwards by a glow of light blue energy, and his slash misses Deac's body. Behind the Sith, Termand Rwos ignites his lightsword*

 

Rwos: Looks like I got here just in time. Hello Deac. *looks at Lokiphet* I don't believe we've met.

[Cmdr. Cracken]

*Alys sighed in vexation. Screw it. Just go with it. She jumped out of the cockpit, and walked to the Sith*

 

Someone, eh? your master? The EMperor? I know of you, now that i think of it, the HoloNet showed you and your master recently as one of the Galaxies most wanted, but with the treaty, they took you two off. You guys even Had Skywalker spooked, which is hard to do.

 

*She stuck her hands out. Might as well go out on a limb and see what this Emperor wanted*

 

Take me to your leader. *She smirked*

 

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Meanwhile, on the bridge of the Titan, Cracken was reading the latest reports from look out statins he had around his territory, and a few hidden in the Republic's. There fleet was moving, very agressivly, toward the Seperatists. he mused for a second, and Tojo walked in, and gave a military bow*

 

Tojo, have the com send Starr a message to his ship, that we're at the Bilbringi Shipyards. Have him bring our guest to the Titan.

 

We're going to Bibringi to oversee the final outfits of the Super Star Destroyer Vengence, is she staffed and fully operational?

 

Tojo: Yessir, but she lacs a captain.

 

*Cracken mused, and smiled*

 

We'll fix that. Enter hyperspace as soon as the com is sent.

 

Tojo: Sir.

 

*WIth tat, tojo spoke to a com link,and Starr's ship had new rendevoux co-ordinates. The mighty warship entered hyperspace, leaving the crown jewel of the Galaxy, Coruscant behind.*

[Rogue15]

*Kioet's grasps the stalker by the shoulder*

 

Kioet: "Going somewhere, Nimalf?"

 

*Kioet throws Nimalf to the ground*

 

"The Cantina was boring me, when I get bored, I get angry, so tell me who it is you're stalking and why.*

 

*Kioet levels his E11 stormtrooper rifle at Nimalf's head*

 

"TELL ME NOW!!!!"

[Redwing]

*Nimalf laughs nervously at the angry Trandoshan hovering above him* Hey hey calm down, you crazy bastard. What makes you think I'm stalking anyone? *Nimalf looks around hoping the Imperials didn't notice the little scuffle*

 

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*Starr looks miffed* Yes, Lord Cracken wishes to see you. I would consider it an honor if I were you. *turns* Follow me.

[Rogue15]

Kioet to Nimalf: "I know a stalker when I see one. You're movements were just far too obvious, that mechanic suit doesn't have any oil stains on it, and it doesn't even fit you properly."

 

*Kioet glances at the tracking device that Nimalf put on the ship*

 

Kioet: "At least you know how to conceal tracking devices, normally one wouldn't be able to see that, but being a trandoshan, I have good eyesight."

 

*Kioet helps Nimalf up off the ground*

 

Kioet: "So, are we going to follow him or what?"

[Admiral Odin]

*Heimdall enters the Odin's office*

 

Heimdall: It has begun father. We have just recieved this report.

 

*Heimdall hands Odin the report. He reads it then gives it to Vidar who also reads it*

 

Odin: We knew this was going to happen. So they finally completed the Vanguard project. That should be interesting to watch.

 

Vidar: There were to Irvines and now they have combined, and looks like they want to challenge their father.

 

Heimdall: The New Republic is also launching the Independence II. It seems they may be a little spooked by this as well.

 

Odin: Monitor the situation. Rwos has a device to call us if our help is really needed. What about the Jotuns?

 

Heimdall: Normal ever once in a while they try to break free but are summarly destroyed.

 

Vidar: I wonder if the galaxy will ever know of what we do to keep their lands safe from that evil.

 

Odin: If we do our jobs right, they never will. At least not until Ragnarok.

 

Heimdall: Funny how they fight amoung themselves. So ignorant of the rest of the galaxy.

 

Odin: What do you say we find your mother and brother and get something to eat?

 

Vidar: Sure, I'm a little hungry anyways.

 

*Heimdall just nods. The three goes out to find Frigga and Tyr*

[Rogue15]

((I finished reading all the Cantinas up to 7, meaning i read all of 6 last night...can someone explain what the postlude to holocaust thingie in rsrp is? is it like a 'what would have happened if everyone were to die' deal? and would i understand more of everyone's story in this Cantina by reading it?))