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Post by Whill Shaman Xixo on Apr 5, 2013 6:57:41 GMT -8
*The history is currently unknown.*
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Adi
Crew of the Wayward Son
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Post by Adi on Apr 22, 2013 13:28:23 GMT -8
It was good to be home again....
Adi's fighter, re-designated 'The Manx', popped in just outside of Honoghr's orbital control. He knew not how long it had been since he had been back...days? Months? Maybe close to a year? Things had changed in the Universe. Entire sectors had been wiped clean, and re-done.....
Honoghr was no different.
All of the work that had been done planetside seemed to have vanished in the blink of an eye. Evidence of wars, invasions, homes, businesses, military facilities....all gone. Indeed, not even the Red Dawn or the Grand Dukha had escaped the wrath of the Gods.
And there was nothing to prove any of it had ever existed, except the memories of those that had -lived- it. The memories, though, they would live on. The structures could be rebuilt, the facilities returned to normal. In fact, they could be molded to the new vision of the planet...one geared more toward healing, and protection rather than a militaristic approach, such as had been taken by the L'Ange Noire faction that controlled this space. Visions were different now, missions were not the same. It was a whole new feel to the Jedi Watch Lead, and he intended to make the most of it.
Breaking into orbit, the blue and white Arkanian A-2 automatically sent the clearance codes needed to orbital control, and drifted lazily toward the upper atmosphere of the planet. Flipping a switch, Adi opened a private comlink to a contact he promised to notify once he had returned home.
::Mr Heart, if you would be so kind as to meet up with me at the cafe situated in the Nystao Public Spaceport, I would be most appreciative. Thank you!::
Setting the approach vectors, Matango angled the fighter nose-down, and dropped into the atmosphere of Honoghr.
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Desmond Heart
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Post by Desmond Heart on Apr 22, 2013 15:45:15 GMT -8
It had been a long time, too long in fact since Desmond had garnered word from his trusted ally and friend Adi. Sitting back at his desk within the Shadow, Desmond Heart, to some known as the Shadow Broker, to others... well we can get into that another time. Smirking at the thought of all the different names that he had had both rested upon him, and personally taken up to protect his own true identity Desmond couldn't even count them all. Listening to the message twice, Desmond stands. Clasping his hands behind his back as he gazes out across the emptiness of space, the Shadow extending before him in all it's matte black colored glory, the sharp tapers to the bow of the Nebula Class Star Destroyer were beautiful, gorgeous even to the eyes of the intelligence agent. Many months had gone into the refurbished design of the cruiser making it much more to Desmond's liking. Watching the flight of his old friend into the upper atmosphere of the planet was both a comforting, and discomforting sign to him. The fact that Adi was contacting him now, after so long away brought many questions to the old brokers mind. And after all, Desmond's job was intelligence.
Smoothly walking back to his desk and sitting gracefully into his incredibly expensive and decorated placement aboard his flag, Desmond taps a few buttons orchestrating several tests of authenticity against the transmission. Automated voice analysis systems, virus scans, and other tests were sent through the message. With a soft smile drifting across his eyes, Desmond sees that the message is good. He taps the communications button, replying.
::It would be my pleasure Master Adi, I shall join you shortly.::
Standing once more, Desmond makes his way through the meandering halls of the Shadow, nodding quietly to the occasional trooper or crewman. Tapping the pad to open up the final airlock into the hangar bay, he slides into one of the several X-83 TwinTail Starfighters kept aboard. This one, with Desmonds' usual matte black paint scheme, was a general all purpose and unmodified fighter. He just liked the black paint scheme. Sending through the recognition codes for launch, the Shadow II made it's way down towards the surface.
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Post by Jedi Knight Mahir on Apr 23, 2013 19:59:59 GMT -8
An X-83 dropped out of hyperspace at the edge of the Honoghr System. For a time the pilot sat in silence, simply gazing out the view port at the stars, both near and distant. Then The pilot stirred, s if drawn slowly out o deep slumber, and he piloted the Agile fighter into the system, making for the planet Honoghr, the only planet that had ever been able to lay claim to being his home. As the fighter approached Honoghr's Orbit, the pilot broadcast the clearance codes he'd been given on his last visit and hoped that they were still good, as he made for the planets surface.
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Apr 24, 2013 2:31:14 GMT -8
After leaving Lyssa's office in the RDMC, Zion had headed straight to the hangar bay and gotten into his ship, which had fully warmed up all systems, allowing him to take off instantly. The Barloz-class heavy freighter continued on it's way up through orbit, passing by other traffic as it moved further out from the planet as the hyperdrive engines began to spin up as Zion entered in co-ordinates for the orbit of Coruscant, where the Galaxy's End Casino awaited him.
He would be very grateful when he got a co-pilot to help him manage the Barloz's systems, but for the time being he was managing them all by himself pretty well. He looked at a display, showing Honoghr as he moved away from it. Tiggy was down there laying in a hospital bed waiting for him to come back and help bring her back.
He was going to keep his promise and come back as soon as he could, since the faster he got this machine of Cammy's, the better Tiggy's chances of recovery were. He then engaged the hyperdrive, causing the Barloz to disappear into a flash of light as it entered hyperspace
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Will Sontir
The Jedi Order
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Post by Will Sontir on May 4, 2013 19:17:10 GMT -8
A small personnel transport rises into open orbit by way of the Nystao Spaceport, carrying two sobering jedi, Adi Matango and Will Son'tir; they ride on impulse power until the hyperspeed route is locked in. The transport swings into the direction of the core; and its structure seemed to stretch and become nothing but streaks of light into the direction of the capital: Coruscant.
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Johun Starfield
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Post by Johun Starfield on May 6, 2013 10:10:12 GMT -8
The Lux Patronus, a Wolf class Omnifighter, steadily rose from Honoghr's surface. With some jovial sounding squeals and whistles Arnie displayed a message on the main screen of the cockpit.
Where shall I set the navicomputer for, sir?
Ryloth, Arnie. We have business to attend to.
Yes, sir.
After a few moments of calculations, the navicomputer beeped, signaling the ship, and course were ready for the hyperspace jump. With a quick sigh, Johun engaged the ship's hyperdrive and the small spacecraft made the jump...
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Post by Jedi Knight Mahir on May 7, 2013 10:16:14 GMT -8
Settling into a light meditation, letting his thoughts flow in rhythm with the low roar of his engines. He plotted a course for Ryloth, now willfully seeking the fastest route to the planet through the force, whereas in his youth it had seemed like mere instinct. Once the course was laid in and the hyperdrive engaged, Shihab shifted into a relatively comfortable position and allowed himself to slip into a deeper trance while traveling through hyperspace. This would minimize his stiffness and fatigue at the end of the trip.
The X-83 moved through orbit at cruising speed, and drifted from the prescribed space lanes. The ship didn't answer any comm hails, and when traffic control's fighters had almost reached visual range with the ship it leaped unexpectedly into hyperspace, though it didn't seem to be using any known hyperspace route. Traffic control wrote it off as a navigational computer error and assumed that the craft was empty, since no-one had responded to their hails.
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on May 27, 2013 1:53:33 GMT -8
Zion eased back the hyperdrive engines as the Barloz-class heavy freighter appeared from hyperspace above Honoghr, having finally arrived back from it's trip to the Galaxy's End Casino with a little extra cargo and one crew member more then before it left. He just hoped that he was not to late and that Tiggy would still be fighting to get better.
He glanced over at Amber as she sat in the co-pilot's seat, before returning his attention to his own apparel, having changed back into his armour and clothes on the return journey given he had decided they weren't in any danger on the return journey. He then pushed the sublight engines to full power as he set the ship's sight on the landing bay of the RDMC, sending out a brief comm packet containing his details so that the local defences wouldn't fire on him as the ship descended through orbit and into the atmosphere
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Garwig Gil Ga'Mesh
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Post by Garwig Gil Ga'Mesh on Jun 1, 2013 18:53:03 GMT -8
=Lynda Jarvio=
Leaving hyperspace, a Luxury 5000 entered the orbit of Honoghr. Turning off the hyperdrive engine, it's pilot Lynda Jarvio flew the yacht above the planet as she turned on the comlink. Clearing her throat, she sent a message to traffic control.
:: Traffic control, traffic control, this is Lynda Jarvio in the Luxury 5000 known as the Urshanabi. Requesting permission to land in the city of Nystao.::
Saying that in the comlink, the Hapan waited for a response and also sent a message to the four Forceful's within the yacht that they've arrived at Honoghr, and are waiting for permission to land.
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Garwig Gil Ga'Mesh
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Post by Garwig Gil Ga'Mesh on Jun 2, 2013 18:39:29 GMT -8
=Lynda Jarvio=
Hearing some beeping on the comlink, Lynda pressed it and heard a message from traffic control. Approving of her to land within the planet, Lynda said roger to them, then flew the yacht toward the city of Nystao. During this time, she used the yacht's intercomm to tell the Forceful passengers to ready their things and be ready for landing.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2013 20:01:41 GMT -8
The massive civilian transport ship exited hyperspace along it's usual traffic route to Honoghr, but this time it had one extra passenger by way of a custom starfighter that sat attached to the transports hull. It's pilot, Obadiah Traevis, woke from his short nap he had taken while the ship was in hyperspace, before looking up to the growing mass that was his destination. Although it had cost him a shot from a slug thrower to his leg, which he'd managed to temporarily patch up, he knew the journey was not all wasted.
Obadiah flicked a couple of switches, causing the magnetic locks on the starfighter to release it from the hull, before he engaged the engines and propelled the starfighter down towards the planet. His first order of business was to get the bullet out of his leg, then he could take care of his other business on the planet, provided his intel was correct
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Xeonon Solomon
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Jun 28, 2013 18:12:54 GMT -8
Out of the mesmerizing blueness of hyperspace dropped a small Imperial Shuttle. It was damaged and dented from many different strikes, still gleaming proudly on its side was a Imperial Insignia its white in stark contrast to the black that surrounded it. Inside the ship sat one Xeonon Solomon, leader of the Imperial Knights and all around badass. Dressed for war he actually came in peace, and further more in search of one who could help him. Flipping a blue switch he leaned forward. This is Xeonon Solomon of the Fel Empire looking to land in Nyasto. It was a little white lie but a lie none the less. Yes Xeonon was a member of the Fel Empire, but that was when it was still around. To the universe the empires were all still in disarray and unorganized. They had yet to hear of the Imperial juggernaut that was in the Deep Core.
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Ice Matango
Red Dawn Medical Center - RDMC
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Post by Ice Matango on Jun 29, 2013 0:19:53 GMT -8
Sgt. Lynx sat at the holoscreen monitoring all orbital space traffic to and from Honoghr when he noticed a newly arriving blip on the screen. Leaning forward, the new blip hailed the command station with a request to land at the public spaceport in Nystao. The voice on the incoming comlink identified itself as Xeonon Solomon of the Fel Empire. Lynx, with a curious look on his face, ran a routine scan of the ship and matched up the numbers in the database. They hadn't had any past trouble with the Fel Empire, to his knowledge, but one couldn't be too careful...especially now with the Mando's declaring war on practically everyone in the galaxy. Who knew who made alliances with who nowadays? Lynx marked the ship to be watched while it was on the planet, which was purely routine given the status of the galaxy at the moment. He then opened a com channel and replied to Xeonon.:: Mr. Solomon....you are cleared to land at the Nystao Public Spaceport. Thank you for being patient, and enjoy your stay on Honoghr! ::Lynx set the comlink back down on the console and watched the ships progression on the holoscreen in front of him.......
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Aerandir Calmcacil
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Post by Aerandir Calmcacil on Jul 19, 2013 22:47:47 GMT -8
*The Horizon-class star yacht rose into Honoghr's orbit, Rina's warning still on Aerandir's mind. He would have to meditate on this later. For now, he just had to return home, let Morgan reunite with her family and share her birthday celebrations with them as well. It was a good visit, not one he would forget, and he was eager to return one day or entertain them as guests on Felucia. That was for another time. For now, the Quiet Perseverance, coordinates set for home, jumped into hyperspace, leaving Honoghr, and this long-past timeline, behind.*
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Atia
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Post by Atia on Aug 4, 2013 14:11:14 GMT -8
The music when the "Endorian Endo" exited hyperspace was .... tranquil.
Lets just step backa few steps and explain the name of the ship... so, on Juvex, there are a good many slaver groups, squads and inviduals. They have a different rate of intelligence spread out between them, those that have survived in the business long enough are fairly intelligent or at least have an ammount of wisdom to not get killed or caught. Some that have skills but lack intelligence to use it usually band together with others they deem intelligent and would gladly accept them. This acceptance usually is based on some common ground. For the crew of the Endorian Endo was........ how was it in How I met my mother?
oh right.
Sammiches.
So, before the crew became the crew of the Endorian Endo, they were the crew of "Mistresses Luck". The name was a total coinscidence, and had NO WHATSOEVER connection to the main character on this account. So, strolling around after a good hit of... sandwitches... in juvex they found this guy who had a small bag of somehting he called The Endorian Endo. So whats so special with this sandwitch, our anti-heroes asked, and they were soon enlightened by the dealer. The Endorian endo was the secret lab-grown ubersandwitch made just for the use of one person and one person only, and that was the Prince of Honoghr, a Necromantic Force Cyborg from the Yuuhzan-Vong galaxy.
Well... this sounded TOO freaking freaky to be a lie, so the group just had to try this 5000 credits to the gram Supersandwitch.
They tried it and they worshipped it. Enough to call their ship:"Endorian Endo" Muurian Transport 2 double laser cannon turrets 3 laser cannons 2 proton torpedo launchers Onboard:Captain - Ja'am Tibi Kirkwood Navigator/pilot - Spa'ack Engineer - Scott T Gunner/Enforcer - Don Donson II of Don AKA Don Gunner/Enforcer - Ram Donson II of Don AKA Don the Second Enforcer/hot chick - Halla Da Killa AKA Hot Mama Chick on couch - as herself As the ship exited hyperspace, the crew couch, wich was a very well used piece of corner designed furniture was beset by all the crew, eating tons of snacks, smoking sandwitches and watching Imperial era classical comedy movies, laughing at how shitty they actually were. -Captain Kirkwood- "Ah... maan... just at my fav scene..." -Scott T- "Yeah Ja'am, we are flying amongst the stars but somehow still have not realised a way to stop a recorded movie to take a piss, huh?" -Kirkwood- "Jah... Hot Mama, if these fools start the movie before I am back, make sure they dont sire any more offspring will you?" -Hot Mama- "Sure do captn'n, but we be aint waitnin with da blunt, ya hear?" -Kirkwood- "yeah, yeah, and you all want payment too huh?" Kirkwood headed to the bridge where he took contact with the overcompensated defence forces of Honoghr.Ah heyah... eh This is the Endorian Endo, we would like to land ad the... Red Dead Redemption Medical facility... for... eh...Spa'ak was right beside him the next moment, pressing the mute button.-Spa'ak- "Dude, dont tell 'em you want the Endo, they will think we are dirty thiefs and poodoo... just tell em... someone is hurt. We dont want them to flag us as suspicious, do we?" -Kirkwood- "Yeah Spa'ak, good thinking." Yeah, we have someone injured, would like some endo with th... I mean help with that.The two giggled, forgot to press the mute button for a couple seconds and then pressed it finally, then giggled more because they forgot to press the mute button.-Kirkwood- "Dude... Duuuuude.... dude... we aint havin anyone injured here, ya 'now dat?" -Spa'ak- "Ye sure Capt'nin? I am pretty sure I saw Scott T restart the movie when I got back in..." -Kirkwood- "Wh... WHA? MAAAAAAAAAAAA-MAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" -Hot Mama- "Uh... On it boss!"
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Ice Matango
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Post by Ice Matango on Aug 7, 2013 0:19:38 GMT -8
The incoming com was rather odd, to say the least, and caused Sgt. Lynx to immediately flag the ship. It may be nothing more than a bunch of rowdy crew members, but it never hurt to be safe rather than sorry. From the sound of the comlink though, it seemed that drunkenness, or even possibly stoned crew members, were partying hard on the newly arrived ship. That and the ships name led him to believe they were highly intoxicated either way. Watching the ship on the screen, Lynx picked up the comlink and answered.::Erm....Endorian Endo, you are cleared to land at the medical center. I'm sending you the co-ordinance for the Red Dawn Medical Center now. Enjoy your stay on Honoghr.::Clicking the mic off, Lynx sat back to watch the progress of the drunken sailors.......
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Spectre
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Post by Spectre on Aug 7, 2013 7:54:13 GMT -8
*After what felt like hours, the Whitecloak arrives out of a series of well placed micro-jumps into Honoghr's orbit. He jumps on the comlink link to let them know there was a serious Condition. Time was against him, he could feel her getting weaker and weaker by the moment.*
"Hang in there Goddess, we're almost there."
::Attention Red Dawn! I need emergency assistance immediately! I have a young woman age 13 or 14 in a serious condition and request immediate clearance for landing. ::
*Without permission or not, Spectre flies for the planet, heading for the RDMC. He hits re-entry and makes his way with a sense of urgency. Even knowing he could be shot down at any moment.*
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Asani
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Post by Asani on Aug 21, 2013 5:28:48 GMT -8
A XS-800 light freighter enters the orbit of Honoghr and begins to slow as it approaches the planet while sending a call to Orbital Control for permission to land.
Hello, this the Azure Star, we have a young Jedi aboard who wishes to visit the temple. We request permission for temporary landing in order to drop her off.
This is Orbital Control, you are cleared to land at the temple hanger. Please proceed.
The freighter promptly moves to leave orbit and begin its descent toward the planet's surface.
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Atton Kaelan
Crew of the Wayward Son
You're not allowed to name the star destroyer after your junk, Adi.
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Post by Atton Kaelan on Aug 21, 2013 16:37:00 GMT -8
An RZ-1 A-wing interceptor dropped out of hyperspace over Honoghr and began an approach to the planet. Inside, Atton yawned as he looked on to his destination, and he hoped there was a nice cantina or pub down there. He opened a comm channel.
This is Jedi Knight Atton Kaelan, requesting landing clearance.
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