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Post by Whill Shaman Xixo on Feb 27, 2013 11:02:48 GMT -8
*Gyndine was an industrial world, but outside these areas forests and lakes could be found.*
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Post by Aya D'Ordinii on Oct 10, 2013 16:28:43 GMT -8
There is a mildly impressive compound located a ways for any major population centers. Here lives a reclusive droid collector that feels more comfortable around the mechanical than the living. Tonight is the night he will die. The power flickers out in the compound as a stealthed shuttle appears touching down on the front lawn. A moment later the lights cut back on for a moment as the back-up generators start, though they just as quickly flicker out again, this time remaining dark.
A quartet of figures in glossy black armour stride from the shuttle & across the now defenseless yard. As one, the four rifles they bear fire into the fortified front door, blowing it inward in a spray of molten shards. Moments later a butler lay dead on the floor after having come out to investigate the sound. The four figures split up leaving a metal pod humming in the front hall. Each quickly scanned through room after room, killing any they saw. Soon they found their target, which was taken back to the shuttle. As soon as the troops & cargo had boarded the shuttle, it lifted from the ground, once more vanishing from view. The entire operation from the moment the power first cut off to the moment the shuttle vanished was less than three minutes.
Two minutes after the shuttle departed, the entire compound vanished in a flash of light as the Ice Bomb detonated. Thirty-two hours later a radical anti-droid group would claim responsibility. MMC records would show the sale of a single Ice Bomb to a previously unannounced member of the group several months ago.
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