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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Aug 21, 2021 20:40:23 GMT -8
Rising up into orbit from the surface a beat up Firespray Firespray-31-class patrol and attack craft hung life still life in the bitter darkness for some time. The abruptly the ship accelerated testing a strip across orbit. Reaching the invisible line that distinguishes planetary and hyperspace the vessel made the fabled jump. Onboard the last words said before leaving Dagobah orbit were when Shakk told her sister quietly -Shakk- "You can let go of what's left of my hand now...."
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Aug 28, 2021 20:09:56 GMT -8
Tearing into orbit of the lonely planet Gid maintaining her course headed directly towards Dagobah. The trip from the edge of the planet was uneventful. The girls and of course we cannot neglect the Dagobah native among them would be pleased. Gid felt a very slight turbulence but it was so miniscule the rest might just as easily be brought to believe that it was one of the others farting. Breaking the planet atmosphere Gid felt a see touch of exhilaration
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Aug 28, 2021 23:21:33 GMT -8
A Firespray-31-class interceptor breaking into orbit from the surface slices through orbit with a vengence. In the pilot seat Gid is sure of her reasoning. Sure. Sure enough to believe that everything that she is doing is at best some chemical imbalance that can be treated easily once isolated. Or worse then she is losing her mind. Putting all uncertainty aside she steels herself for the jump to BOOM!!!
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Aug 29, 2021 17:34:37 GMT -8
Dagobah.... Dagobah. She thought as the Firespray-31-class patrol and attack craft roared towards the planet. Smiling she thought. Such a waring people coming here? Why the very thought would chill the bones of many a purist heart with visions of Yoda, one of the Masters of the Light Art. Philosophically it was unfathomable. And their outrage was centred on some very shaky legs right off the hop. They were essentially a nomadic band seeking shelter here from the storm. Not so different than the most illustrious inhabitant of the lonely planet. And likewise both parties found the accented forbidding environment of Dagobah very much to their liking Indeed, the woman also knew a certain aspect of Dagobah that many seemed to easily overlook. Namely, the fact that Dagobah has a well established reputation as a planet shrouded in Darkness. Theories as to why the planet is as such abound but past that the accented Darkness of Dagobah is widely accepted. Beyond all that high talk she was defending a free of people she loved. And this to her was the place to be Sweeping all that philosophical from mind she put herself mind body and soul into bring this ship to a reasonably safe landing. Fist she needed to navigate orbit. As they passed into atmosphere of the planet she muttered -Gid- "One down...."
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 4, 2021 9:45:20 GMT -8
The quiet peaceful serenity of Dagobah orbit was a thing of blissful poetry that sung softly to the weary soul. Tearing recklessly through said tranquil environment came a Firespray-31-class patrol and attack craft carrying a crazy red woman covered in single-needle black work and her alcoholic protocol droid. The ship moved across orbit in what would seem to be the blink of an eye making the jump into.....
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 4, 2021 21:20:53 GMT -8
Into Dagobah orbit and almost straight into an odd out of place.... Wtf!?! Asteroid? Eyes rolling the woman punched the accelerator, sending the ship into an even faster run at the planet. Realizing that it was not her intention to die attempting to see just how much damage the piece of junk could inflict on the mud patch ahead of her, she worked to slow the vessel down. By the time they were about to enter atmosphere the protocol droid began to speak -M-3PO- "Perhaps it you...." Right hand rising by her shoulder -Gid- "Shut up!" And there was silence
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Post by Epona Dubh on Sept 5, 2021 18:33:07 GMT -8
A Baudo-class star yacht cruised in Dagobah orbit. Onboard the smuggler Tom Maytoe stood back overlooking his crew. Arme Pitt, his second in command, diligently went through files, as Pete the pilot manner the ship. The three other hooligans in ol'Tom's employ were busting their asses to at this, that and the other thing. What was that crazy centuar up to be? So Tom wondered. What? He was patient to a fault but waiting too long could be a mistake too. And that duly noted he went to wondering....
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 7, 2021 15:46:07 GMT -8
Into the lonely orbit of Dagobah a lone Firespray-31-class patrol and attack craft broke from the surface. The ship, with Gid'adubabh at the helm, and her sisters, Alem'adubah and Shakk'adubah clinging on for dear life, bombed through space, cutting the distance betwixt themselves and the exit to hyperspace. The red Twi'leck warned -Gid- "Hand onto your seats!" And with that the Firespray-31-class patrol and attack craft made the jump into....
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 8, 2021 16:27:34 GMT -8
Dagobah orbit.... A lone Firespray-31-class patrol and attack craft slipping in from hyperspace went directly towards the lonely planet. A Dark shadow hung over Dagobah shrouding it in mystery and concealing it from the wider Universe. Their element of Dagobah made the location a perfect place to hide. The Hand Maid Tail crossed into
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Post by Lámh Dhearg Manaan on Sept 10, 2021 21:00:50 GMT -8
Dagobah orbit.... Sounds like a cheap ethnic slur. Is in fact a strange planet shrouded in Dark mystery. Natural habitat of some utmost bizarre creatures in the known universe. Adopted home of one seriously imbalanced cast of characters. Topping that list by arms and legs, of course, is the little green Master with a crippling speech impediment himself, who really needs no introduction. But for the records, none other than Yoda himself. And at present, The Twi'leck Three. And..... Soon to be the place where some of the finest water of life t'was ever cooked. Upon breaking orbit the Sentinel classtransport, The Cart in a Windstorm, shot for the planet -Co-pilot- "Captain I'm picking up signs of several lifeforms and what appears to be a ship?" Nodding Pilot started to enter....
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Post by Lámh Dhearg Manaan on Sept 14, 2021 14:55:11 GMT -8
Dagobah orbit.... A quiet serene environment scarce touched by man's foul an.... Suddenly a Sentinel class transport came smashing into orbit from the surface below shattering the peace and tranquillity -Pilot- "Ok.... Let's give this a test run." Punching a code into the system Pilot set back watching as the ship tore a streak through the darkness quickly making the j....
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 15, 2021 4:08:03 GMT -8
Orbit. Eyes closings for but a millisecond, a myriad of visual images shot at Gid. But as her eyes opened again all was obstacles were no more than illusions made up in g her own mind. The vessel making way through orbit at last made the jump
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 15, 2021 22:55:27 GMT -8
Slicing into the open orbit of Dagobah a Firespray-31-class patrol and attack craft shot towards the planet. Sitting quiet as mice the Blue and green Twi'leck were nonetheless swinging their hips and miming snapping fingers as they approached Dagobah
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 16, 2021 19:28:28 GMT -8
Dagobah orbit was a shining example of peaceful tranquility. A shining example for the universe side to behold. Envy. And if a all possible emulate. And... all that was shot to pieces momentarily by a small ship rising into orbit and shooting through space. Onboard sat The Twi'leck Three. The red Twi'leck covered in black inkwork, Gid, was now manning the vessel, and her sisters, the green physical specimen Alem and lastly, the blue thin little psychotic Shakk. As thell three were enthusiastically singing The Emperor's New Clothes as they moved along. And making short of the long, drawn out description of what we all know is going to happen, the Hand Maid Tail, and quite obviously all onboard, made the jump
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Post by Mushroom Knight on Oct 3, 2022 7:29:17 GMT -8
Spiraling bands of blue illuminated the cockpit of an HWK-290 light freighter as it stalked the hyper-lanes towards its ultimate destination: home. A lone figure rested in the pilot's seat of the extensively modified starship, noble eyes looked deeply into the bluish abyss, undeterred by the madness found in those depths. A chime sounded from the navi-computer, drawing the attention of the solitary gentle-shroom's cap shaped head. His journey had come to an end. Resting one egg white hand on the hyper-accelerator, he pulled back, decelerating the 'Toad-Stool' from light speed travel."Disengaging spore-drive." Said the knightly heir of Aldarspore Keep. As the freighter slowed to sublight speeds, the starry backdrop transformed from white streaks to a star speckled tapestry. A large green and blue orb blanketed in fog dominated the cockpit window. Dagobah, the name the uninitiated had given this hunk of space rock that hosted the subterranean realm of Gloomshroom. Warning bleats sounded as multiple blips appeared on the Toad-Stool's sensors. Just outside the planet's atmosphere, a non-descript civilian transport was under attack by two TIE-series fighter craft with villainous pirate markings.The Bloodrage, perhaps? Nay. Bespin Blood Pirates, mayhaps? Nay as well. No, he knew these craven rodents well.Firing aggressive bolts of emerald green death at the civilian ship, either TIE was marked with the verminous emblem of Clan Moulderwart. A piratical group of ranats known to trouble these space lanes as they sought to harass cargo ships laden with blue cheese from Tatooine. Gouts of flame erupted from the hull of the besieged transport. The comm crackled with despair as a desperate voice cried out for a hero.Help! Help! Villainous knaves, thought the ardent champion of justice as he angled the flight stick and set a course for these reprehensible rodents. In seconds he was amongst them, the Toad-Stool's engines exhaling hot ions in the face of either TIE, offering a tantalizing target. Unable to resist an easy mark, the verminous villains turned their attention to this new foe, opening on the Toad-Stool with furious laser blasts. Laughing stoically, the freighter's ruggedly handsome pilot flipped a switch, releasing chaff from the rear compartment of the ship. Fungal spores blinded the two TIEs, forcing the rats inside to bank and turn away before renewing their attack.Behind the noble figure, a wet squelch sounded as the hero's faithful steed Shiitake slithered into the cockpit. Rising from his seat, the knightly figure turned to his companion, a giant snail from the fungal marshes of Felucia."Shiitake, take the controls. I must deliver the righteous hand of justice to these verminous criminals." The snail took hold of the flight stick in its slimy mouth, while our champion headed to the rear of the ship. He slipped a breathing mask over his face and punched the ramp control, unsealing the interior of the Toad-Stool to the harsh vacuum of space. Striding down the ramp, the knight's resplendent armour shone in the starry night's sky. Reaching to his hip, the noble wrapped one hand around the hilt of the fabled fungal blade 'Portobello', drawing it from its wooden sheath. Imbued with powerful shroom wards, the fungal blade's length glowed with a radiant golden light."Have at thee, knaves!" Roared the Mushroom Knight into the cold void, taking Portobello in his right hand while holding onto one ramp strut with his left. He leaned over the side, risking the rigours of space as Shiitake angled the Toad-Stool into the face of a raging TIE. With a single sweep of his mystical sword, our champion sheered the solar paneled wing off the shrieking TIE from its ball like cockpit and sent the pirate's starfighter spinning off into space, where it exploded moments later. The Toad-Stool rocked as the remaining TIE came at it from behind, pelting its hull with perilous blasts of energized gas. Unperturbed, the Mushroom Knight released the ramp strut and dropped over the edge, catching the end of the ramp in his left hand as he spun to face this last attacker. Shiitake swept the Toad-Stool from side to side, dodging laser as the Mushroom Knight waited for the right moment. When it came, he released his hold of the ramp and took Portobello in both hands, raising it high overhead as the rodent's TIE flew directly at him.SHINK! It a single sweep, the Mushroom Knight bisected the TIE into two halves that spun off and exploded in the vacuum. Our hero drifted a ways before his trusted snail companion turned the Toad-Stool and intercepted the son of Lord Sporus. As his feet touched the ramp, the Mushroom Knight sheathed Portobello and returned to the cockpit, patting Shiitake's slimy head before returning to the pilots seat. He could see with his eagle eyes that the damaged civilian transport had been caught in Dagobah's gravity and was now falling towards the swamp world. Taking the controls in hand, he put everything into his starship's engines, racing to intercept the wounded transport before it crashed.
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Post by Esthh Krazhmir on Mar 21, 2023 20:04:05 GMT -8
A Yuuzhan Vong transport dropped out of hyperspace, escorted by a blast boulder. They quickly dropped into the atmosphere towards the swampy planet.
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Post by Esthh Krazhmir on Mar 21, 2023 20:06:53 GMT -8
The Yuuzhan Vong transport and blast boulder climbed up from the planet and leapt to hyperspace.
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Post by Dragus on Jun 29, 2024 6:28:00 GMT -8
Swirling blue bands gave way to streaks of white against a black background as the Bad Bantha emerged from the twisting tunnels of hyperspace travel, slowing decelerating from lightspeed as the AIAT/i gunship entered the quiet and rarely visited sector of space. At the controls, Lil'Havok and Squeakers took over as the navigational completed the jump, the blind bear taking the steering yoke in paw while the scabrous rodent studied the sensors and determined a good place to land. The two fellow flock mates came to a quick agreement on one particular peck of terrain, then adjusted the transports course towards it. Shortly after arriving in the system, the gunship entered the atmosphere of Dagobah and headed for the planet's surface.
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Post by Dragus on Sept 22, 2024 8:55:42 GMT -8
An amethyst streak of light across the black star speckled tapestry of space signalled the arrival of a C-9979 transport in the Dark Apothecary's royal purple, exiting out of a wormhole through hyperspace just outside the naturally formed gravity well of the planet, its nose slightly banking towards Dagobah as its decelerated to sublight speeds. Docked in a recharging port beneath the forward portside wing, a Nantex-class territorial defense starfighter detached from its carrier, streaking ahead of the slow but graceful Queen of the Void. Inside the small command bridge of the opulent transport, its Nu-Jake commander narrowed his vision on the viewscreen, staring over the shoulders of two silent fleet technicians whose helmet veiled features were a match for his own. It had only been a month ago that Jake Kissinger, a third generation Nu-Jake produced by the geniuses at Kamino, had been leading a squad of Sith Troopers of the Eternal Army's 113th legion into viscous battle against the savage hordes of Nightbrothers on the untamed world of Dathomir. Returning from one very bloody day of fighting, Jake had received his walking papers, along with the rest of the legion. Apparently a change had been made at the top and the Sith Eternal was moving more towards automated warfare, rather than using outdated organics, gene-crafted to perfection though they might be. Jake was out a job, along with a few million of his brothers, which was why he considered himself fortunate to have snagged this job. Commander Kissinger and the intrepid crew of the Queen of the Void had been tasked with a scientific expedition to the swamp planet of Dagobah, where they were going to embark on several months of intensive field study of the indigenous lifeforms.Well, that was the cover story at least. His real objective was somewhat more sinister in nature. His fath...no, sorry, his creator, was interest in the research facility located on the tallest peaks of the planet, high above the fog that blanketed most of the humid surface. That was their destination, and truthfully the only location they could set down without risking sinking into the planet's many swamps."Take us in." He ordered the two field techs, briefly glancing in their direction, before slowly returning his focus to the screen. Jake ran black leather glove encased fingers through a greying goatee growing down pass his throat. The C-9979 dipped down into the upper atmosphere, heading of a course whose destination ended at Mount Yoda.
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Post by Dragus on Sept 26, 2024 9:55:53 GMT -8
A blood red ripple accompanied by a freakish flash of ionic lightning tore open realspace as two C-9979 modular frigates (CAT refit) emerged from the lightspeed corridors of a hyperspace wormhole, dragging behind them a massive Golan III Space Defense NovaGun, attached to the two civilian style transports by winch cables and coherent tractor beams. Even so, they made slow progress as they reduced to sublight speeds, trekking gradually across the starry backdrop of the system as they maneuvered their payload into a synchronous orbit above Mount Valefor on the surface below. Once the platform was in place, magnetic harpoons detached and the cables they were attached to were wound back up into the wings of either frigate, while simultaneously the tractor beams were switched off. Any minuet movements could now be performed by the space stations maneuvering thrusters, which were programmed to keep it aligned with the DRPAC facility, which was currently performing top secret research into something called Project Tarantula. As for the golan platform, it was given the name "Dragonsnake Station", after one of the indigenous predators on the planet's surface. Management of the orbital station was given over to DragCorp Industries, who had their own security details of burly shouldered ewoks in blaster resistant suits and clip on ties, armed with fat barreled sawed off byar pistols. The corporate entity gave the space station an air legitimacy. In fact the company's current CEO, Dragonald J. Drump, was so enthused about the acquisition that he moved his headquarters to the platform.Also strung across orbit were seventy-two Imperial defense satellites, with their photo-receptic lenses and armament turned towards the planet, as was tradition. Mostly they provided weather information relevant to DRPAC or Dragobah Techs activities, as the star system was infrequently visited, though they did manage to pick up the wireless signal transmitted from the Rishi Station several thousand lightyears away. The satellites in orbit rerouted these captured frequencies to the research outpost below, whose staff appreciated all the extra holonet channels they now had accessed to. A favourite was the sports channel that often features games from the Blurrg Ball League established in Sith Eternal space. As you might expect with the Nu-Jakes being from Kamino, their favourite team was the Kamino Kamoradon Sea Dragons, who were last years league champions. There was a mild controversy surrounding their victory, as reports of rampant use of performance enhancing umbaran combat stimms surfaced shortly after the championship game.
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