Cantina 8

[Admiral Odin]

((The holocaust spinoff, is what happens after the Aesir destroy most of the galaxy. You may get insight into the characters but certain things will be different. (these characters will have different experiences then one it the Holocaust thread ect.). Also that RPG is still in progress so you can join it if you want))

[Cmdr. Cracken]

*Alys walked through the spaceport, following the Sith apprentice. odd that he didn't place her in binders. oh well, more comfort for her.

 

They came to a standered Imperial Lambda Class shuttle, with the ramp open. The Imperial Royal Guard were standing vigil, and let them by. They came aboard, and the hatch closed. The Royal Guard took seats, each across from eachother, and sat.

 

Alys peered over the console. She wanted to know where she was going. Starr opend up his messages, and he entered in some co-ordinates, and lifted the shuttle off the ground, and headed for space.

 

Bilbringi. What where they gonna do at Bilbringi? She thought, and remembered a small bit of info she over heard in a cantina on Corellia, that the Imperial Loyalists were finishing a Super Star Destroyer. WHy would they need a Super Star Destroyer? Peace was achived.... unless........ a tought occured, that the Imperials might fight against eachother. not bad, more buisness for her.

 

She went to the back, ploped down on a seat, and eventually layed down.

 

and slept.*

[Deac]

*Reletha smiles*

 

The empire...should be a united thing...founded to be ruled by the Sith, who are truly worthy of power, and those who believe in their ideals...so on this day, let their be no leader to this council, but let the council follow the ideals of our fallen emperor...

 

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Lokpihet: What?! The gargoyle...of course...damnable outer planar being...I'll be back...

 

*Lokpihet vanishes. Deac falls unconscious due to the pain of losing an arm*

[jokemaster]

Gaurd: We need a list of your crimes.We can do this the easy way or the hard way.

Chavo:The easy way

Gaurd: i thought so, Name?

Chavo: Domingo Chavo

Gaurd: Age?

Chavo: 34

Gaurd: when did you first work for the rebels?

Chavo: At age 10

Gaurd: Why?

Chavo: my parents had just died, i needed some money.

Gaurd: what did you do for them at first?

Chavo: Steal things: Money, food, ship parts.

Gaurd: When did this stop?

Chavo: When i was 15 years old.

Gaurd: what happened then?

Chavo: They gave me a ship and i became a bounty hunter.

Gaurd: What of your later crimes, Harrasing impirial ships, Attacking impirial bases, Murdering Impirial Officers.

Chavo: Is this a list or a court?

Gaurd: It could become a court.

Chavo: My ship had Rebel Markings, smugglers hired me to cause distractions, including harrasing ships

Gaurd: Attacking Bases?

Chavo: the rebellion hired me *shrugs* they were jobs

Gaurd: Murdering Impirial officers?

Chavo: jobs and self-defence

Gaurd: thats all for now.

*gaurd stuns chavo*

[Kuuki]

@deac, when i post text in bold white, i mean to speak through the force (my last post was ment going to reletha, but he never spoke the words)

scar's rpg charater useage

oss= red italics

normal talk = double quotes

thoughts = single quotes italics

via force = white in bold

 

Irvine survying the galaxy to himself quietly: "Hmm, it seems like there is quite the bit of activity going around in the universe. Deac Starkiller, expresses a fair amount of pain befgor his power fades slighty, mostly possibly due to him begin kocked or or something. My father left couresant, and his apprentice takes off with a border-line force adapt girl... Hmm, how interesting..."

 

Irvine turning to council: "I never ment to really take control, i jsut want my father dead, thats all. You dont want peace with the Republic nor do you want my fathers administration to continue. Reletha, you want to have a voice in the council or any power that you can recieve. And Councilman Farran, you only want the Jedi rubbed out of exsistence usign your Vangaurd prodject. So it seems like dispite that we all have different objectives, we are all not noticing that we are on the same damned page! Allow me and Reletha here take command of the Vanguard and the Military and Naval powers of whats left of this Empire under the guidence of the Council, and we will get rid of both my father and the republic while rejoining the Empire once again!"

 

Marcus: "Heh Yeah! 'bout time someone said something useful for ending all this crap envovling the treaty! My cote goes to Ivrines Idea! Woo Rah!"

 

Ravan: "Same goes for here."

 

Ivan: "Well seeing is that I damned know that I'm the only one who'd Irvine would listen to here. heh heh, I'll vote too. that makes three."

 

Ravan: "What do you mean about you only being the one he listens to?"

 

Ivan smirking: "Whats a good uncle for anyway?"

 

Marcus: "Well that explains why'd only you and Crack would know of his exsistence, but as far as I knew Cracken didn't have a brother..."

 

Ivan: "Yes, thats true, but he did have a brother-in-law. And I respected him. Reguardless or not that I didn't approve of the marrage, but still, I knew one way or another it wouldn't work out. Now look what i have to deal with now..." *sigh*

 

Irvine: *sigh* "Yes it's true... "

 

Ivan interupting: "Oh nevermind, I really wasnt all that involoved anyway to point that out"

[jokemaster]

*gaurd wakes Chavo up*

Gaurd: weve arrived.

Chavo: Can i get prepared at least?

Gaurd: you have 5 minutes

*chavo takes out a piece of old fashioned paper and pen. i which he writes:

Ive seen you following me, are you gonna help me or not? then he proceeds to get ready*

Gaurd: 5 minutes are up

*on the way out he drops and kicks the paper twoards the suspicious engineer*

*arrives at council building*

Gaurd: were waiting till the meeting is almost over

[Rogue15]

((OOS: I finally finished reading all the cantina threads except for the spinoffs!!! i suggest anyone who joined in this one and hasn't read the previous starting from cantina 1 to go and read them, it's totally worth it!!! I now understand nearly everything that's been happening from Cantina 1 up to now.

 

Also, is the Imperial Council on Coruscant or somewhere else???))

[Kuuki]

its somewheres else, r15. and read the holocaust, gosh darn it

[Rogue15]

((YOU TRY READING CANTINA 1-8 ALL IN ONE DAY, IT'S TIME-CONSUMING!!!! I'll get around to reading holocaust starting tomorrow, it's pretty freakin big, and since it keeps growing, will i ever finish it? ))

[Redwing]

((OOS: jokemaster, remember that ordinary criminals wouldn't be brought before the Council like this, so Chavo has to have done something pretty important [/redundant warning]

 

Scar: Ivan knowing about the marriage while it existed doesn't coincide with Cracken's story. You need to change that...))

 

 

Farran: I have nothing particularly against the Jedi. I think only of the good of this Council, and preserving the delicate balance of powers. *smiles*

 

Tarl: *looking at Marcus with disgust* Distasteful as I find the idea, and transparent as Irvine Cracken's ploy to take the credit for the idea is, I must agree with Reletha and Irvine's proposition.

 

*several members murmur agreement*

 

Beron Ghenn: What do we do about Cracken then, eh?

 

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*Nimalf waits for the guards to leave then picks up the paper. He reads it, then kicks over a large crate sitting next to him. Kioet tumbles out*

 

Nimalf: Where the hell do I know that guy from, anyway...

 

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*Starr reads the transmission and masks his surprise. Cracken had a daughter? Cracken? Somehow he'd never imagined his master as a father...

 

Starr's shuttle docks with the SSD Titan*

[Rogue15]

*Kioet gets up*

 

((OOS: Kioet: Maybe he gave you the finger in a coruscant traffic jam?))

 

Kioet: I've had a run-in with him before, he tried to steal some of my weapons, the idiot didn't know that I was the rebel's weapon supplier, I laughed so hard when I saw how fast he ran away. It seems as if he still hasn't learned how to avoid mistakes like that, by the looks of it, he probably stole something from a council member...important documents, perhaps?

[Cmdr. Cracken]

((OOS: This is LONG and INVOLVED, but tells how Irvine and Alys came to be........))

 

*Starr motioned to Alys, who had just woke up, and was clumsily walking down the ramp. Weriy, she looked around, and suddenly had notion.*

 

We're.... in a Super Star Destroyer............

 

Starr: Yes, the Titan, the flagship, now please, your....Emperor is expecting you.

 

8Alys rolled her eyes, and followed Starr.

 

The halllways where long, many officers passed them have BOTH her and Starr military saluttes..... odd, was she dreaming that these officers where treating her like real military? true, she thought, she was the most beautiful thing to come offa Corellia, but man.......

 

They finally made it to a large set of doors, which slid open with a hiss, and Starr Walked in, and took a knee. ALys did the same. She heard about stories where people where brought before the EMperor and killed because of lack of disrespect. she would NOT do that.

 

A Dark cloaked figure stood at the viewport. The Emperor*

 

Cracken: Rise, Starr, leave us. you have other duties to attend to.

*Starr nodded, and walked out. A cold silence went on for what seemed like hours. Cracken finally turned, and took his frist look in 20 years on Alys'Shera.

 

his First Born.*

 

Cracken: I'm sure your wondering why i had my apprentice come and fetch you.

 

Alys: It crossed my mind.

 

Cracken: I coulnd't trust anyone else. with the split in the Empire, the Seperatists will try to exploit my every weakness.

 

*What? weakness, a Sith Lord has a Weakness?*

Cracken: Yes, i do. not as many as i once had, and only two of the councel knows what i'm about to tell you. and my apprentice of course.

 

*Cracken stoped..... how exactly to tell her that she's the daugter of the son of the most evil man in the galaxy? Skywalker had some problems, he heard from Lord Vader.*

 

Craclen: How's your mother?

 

*Alys was stunned. My MOTHER!? she thought. how'd he know her MOTHER!? what in the.....*

Alys: My mother is fine. The loss of my step-father was hard, but she came out the other end.....barely.

 

Cracken: i know..... I'm sorry to hear that. Did she ever tell you who your father was?

 

ALys: A jedi raped her around 24 years ago.

 

Cracken:That's a lie.

 

*With that, Alys, infuriated that the Sih Lord would say such a thing, ran and attempted to hit him in the face, but came across a force field*

 

Cracken: Your mother was a beautiful woman, most likely still is. I was on Corellia purging the last remnants of teh Jedi in the Sector, with Lord Vader. he left to kill Jedi on the Rim, and I stayed to relax. We ran into eachother at a bar, herself actually about to pass out. I took her home, and made sure she was safe, and slept on the couch. She did not apparently like the silk bedsheets, as she had vomited on them.

*he smiled* She was so worried that the Royal guard would come and get her when she found out i was Palpatines son. *he shook his head* Then father tired to get me to join the councel, but i refused, and he relented, and let me live my life. for the most part.

We got married a few years later, and then you where born, a year later, your brother was born. Then father came after me himself, with Vader. I had to leave. That was 20 years ago. I heard later that she was so dirstrought with grief that she gave Irvine up for adoption, but kept you. we could never figure out why.

 

Anyway, i channeled mostof my dispare and rage against my father, and when he died, i tried to...well, you know the rest.

 

*Cracken looked at Alys, and let the Field he had up through the Force. he could sense that she felt several emotions. Rage, confusion, sadness, and a glint of pride in her new found liniage. He came over and slowly put his hadn on her shoulder*

 

Cracken: By the power invested in me through the Throne of the Empire, since your brother has shown no intrest, therefore declineing, i now pronounce you as Hier to the Throne of the Empire.

*Alys glared at him*

Alys: What makes you think i'd join you. YOU of ALL PEOPLE. YOUR A HATEFUL, SELFISH,POWER HUNGERY MEGOLOMANIAC WHO....WHO...

*With tah final outburst, she began to sob. She didn't know why, it just seemed like the right thing to do. Cracken, in a moment of guts, held his daughter.

 

and she hugged him.*

[Kuuki]

Irvine: "I'll take care of my father."

 

*Irvine keeping tabs on his father, suddenly snaps around infront of the council...*

 

Irvine: "He didn't..."

Irvine both verbaly and through Force to his Father: " Keeping tabs on me father!? You relise your being a fool for letting her be heir, You of all people know that she's far too old to begin training! I'm at least lucky to even to have flet it, she's got no power, her mind is far too old to accept such! I know you hear me Father, You only let my rage burn hotter every second and with that I grow stronger... I can prove that I will become more powerful that you. YOU HEAR ME!"

 

Ivan, Ravan, and a few more council members: "What was that all about!"

 

Irvine: "Father just named the new heir to the throne, a sister i never knew i had. How interesting. she's hardly scensitive, I admit I wasn't too much more powerful then she is now, But from what I learned abut myself after the merge, my powers where only but sleeping." *in a cursing fassion* "I shall kill thee Father."

 

*Irvine grips his fists tight while sparks of force emit from them showing all to see his hatered.*

[Redwing]

Nimalf: I guess, if he's done somethin bad enough to rate being brought to the Council like this. I know him from somewhere else though. I know it. Some other job, maybe?

 

*mulls it over for a second* Hey, so we follow him or not?

[Rogue15]

Kioet: We must follow him.

 

Kioet silently to himself: And perhaps this info on Irvine will prove more useful to where we're headed...

[Redwing]

*Nimalf pulls on stormtrooper garb* What are you gonna wear? I don't think yer face is gonna fit in one of these tubs. *hefts a stormie helmet*

 

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*Rwos telekinetically lifts Deac and his severed arm* Too bad these new powers didn't come with something to heal him... *Rwos takes out a gray bandage and uses it to tie Deac's arm back into place. The bandage melts around the cracks and cuts and melds the limb back in place* That'll do for now. Now to find a hospital here...and get someone to reattach that arm properly...

[Kuuki]

*Irvine relising that his anger might sway the council to be not on his side how ever it may be now.*

 

Irvine calmly: "I believe voting takes place in private, I bid you all good day, for now and tallow you all to vote on the matter at hand."

 

*Irvine walks through the Vangaurd and out the door, allong with two waves of white engery that surcomes him, making Irvines eyes glow for a second again.*

[Deac]

*Reletha smiles*

 

Then it is as it should be...let the progency of the Emperor and Lord Darkstar rule the empire!

 

*Councilmen clap*

 

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*Deac awakens*

 

Whoa...madre de dios....my arm...can you find it for me, Rwos? My nanotech and some bacta'll heal it.

[BattleDog]

*Taklin Flax back-peddeled. The two sabers connected again with a crack. Taklin brought his saber up in a high deflection, then down, sudenly he wipped it up. His aponent caught it on her own blade. Tak swung the silver weapon at her midsection, she simply parried, her golden blade crackled as it connected.

 

The woman vaulted over him, he barly turned in tim eto catch her downward slice.*

 

*The woman deactivated her saber.*

 

Sophae: You're getting rusty. *More of a tease than a real complaint.*

 

Taklin: Too much time on the capital, spending too much time with big wigs and not enough with you. *Tak cracked a smile.*

 

Sophae: Well you're hear now, and we're all alone.

 

Taklin: In the gym....

 

*Sophae sighed in vexation.*

 

.... with our quarters only two decks away.

 

*She smiled.*

 

*The Calamari Dreadnaught IndependanceII flew though hyperspace, bound for Aguma.*

[jokemaster]

*thinking* "there's Cracken's kid, wierd he looks like my age, but he can't be older than 25,If my source is right, wonder if he's worth what that contract promised when i took it, I probably would have found out if it wasn't for that stormtrooper, though according to my source he shouldn't be messed with, and he doesn't look so happy right now"

[Kuuki]

Irvine: "My dear Reletha, lets allow these gentlemen to vote, come with me, maybe we could discuss our current positions for the time being?" *Irvine trying to be polite by waving his hand and gester for her to go first, also letting the Vangaurd to step out of their way...*

[Redwing]

((OOS: Scar, there are seven Vanguards, not one))

 

Rwos: Deac, you arm's already...oh. *removes the gray bandage* I had a nanosealing bandage on it...must have blocked your body from recognizing it...

 

I've got some bacta patches here...do you know where some kind of medical unit is located around here that I can take you to?

 

And...who was that man?

 

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*A vote is taken*

 

Tres Kiernia: Then we are agreed?

 

Beron Ghenn: Now that those unpleasantries are out of the way...Farran Darkholme: What exactly can your "Vanguards" do?

 

Farran: I thought you'd never ask. *taps a few buttons* Gentlemen and ladies, I invite you to join me outside in the arena in ten minutes for a demonstration. We even have a few captured Jedi for the purpose...*holo images appear of several beings in Force-blocking cages. Farran smiles and exits the room*

 

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*Kioet doesn't get a chance to answer before a couple stormtroopers enter*

 

Stormtrooper 1: What are you still doing in here?

 

*Nimalf hastily tries to think of an excuse and settles for pointing his blaster at Kioet* Just resecuring the prisoner. *slaps cuffs on Kioet's wrists* We'll be going now. *Nimalf affects a strut as he pushes Kioet down the ramp of the shuttle and out the hangar door. They take the nearest lift up, luckily needing no access card. Imps are really damn confident nowadays.

 

At the top, the two walk off into a hall. They duck hurridly into a room as they hear footsteps. Through the door's peephole, they observe several black-suited Vanguards walking by.

 

They were in a sort of changing room. There were two portable man-sized chambers in the room, each containing a black suit with colored insignias on them, like the men outside had been wearing.

[Kuuki]

well i thought the name Vangaurd was their name, meaning just their whole name, and not needing to be puralized

 

*Irvine awaiting the demostration of the Vanguard along with Reletha, it just sounds better leans up agenst the wall, watching as Jedi wiat inside their imperisonment for their possibly short executions*

 

Irvine to himself: "So, lets see what these guys can do. See what they could have tryied to do on me. heh" *smirks*

[Rogue15]

*Kioet walks into the changing room and puts on the suit, the helmet fits, but just barely.*

 

Kioet: And to think when I was younger, I was able to fit into a stormtrooper uniform...

 

*Kioet checks to make sure everything is on right, it is.*

 

Kioet to Nimalf: Need help getting that on?

 

*Kioet helps Nimalf get into the suit*

[Deac]

*Deac can only stay conscious long enough to say one word:*

 

Darkstar...

 

*He awakes on a hospital bed, with a two stars and a Red Bacta Tank Medal on his beside table and a note*

 

Captain Starkiller,

 

Your actions against Imperial Lord Darkstar and several viligante attacks on various imperial assests has finally come to light in New Republic Command. We apologise for the time taken to verify these actions, but due to pressing concerns it is only now that we are able to award you the Order of the Bacta tank for the wounds recieved on Lord Cracken's Star Destroyer, and you are promoted to the rank of Colonel, effective immediately.

 

NRI

 

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*Reletha smiles, anticipating an interesting demonstration..*