Tethys
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Affiliation: Harmony
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Post by Tethys on Jul 9, 2018 20:56:09 GMT -8
Tethys suddenly materialised, not in a particular place but over the wide city planet whole, mind fixed on a particular being. Here she found the tortured souls of Feilista and Wor Davout…. And further still she visited the collective consciousness of all those who ever knew Maureen. Tethys would leave nothing missed in the event she felt brewing. Yet she did not, would not, could not erase the girl’s creation. What she had wished to do was remove the memory of her existence. But there too she uncharacteristically faltered. Confusion racked her mind. Then it struck her. What she would do was soften the blow. Therapy of the mind and soul as it were. And with this dilemma solved she concentrated her energy on easing the pain of Feilista and Wor and giving them some form of inner peace. Feilista’s mind was scarred but not irreparably broken and her husband regained the fire within that moved him along so well through life. What she did was take the empty painful hole in their hearts and add the will to prevail over tragedy…. In terms of the officer who attended the scene she changed nothing, leaving him the hand of vengeance that fell upon those fool enough to jump a red light on his watch. And with that as fast as she came she was gone
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
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Affiliation: Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 17, 2018 23:05:42 GMT -8
A YT-1300 tore a strip across the tremendous cityscape. The tiny heart of a child, born here on this very planet where she then transpired and went to the Afterlife, only to have the soul of a monster of man demand that she be given life again, beat rapidly as they sailed along
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
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Affiliation: Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 18, 2018 0:01:07 GMT -8
Out over the broad mass of buildings a ship gracefully moved disappearing
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
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Affiliation: Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 29, 2018 20:21:31 GMT -8
Entering the planet sky a YT-1300 light freighter became lost in the outrageously thick traffic of Coruscant. Maureen commented
-Maureen-
“I died here once.…”
Boland’s back visibly stood up with the comment and he near killed them all again as he momentarily lost control of the ship but luckily regained his bearings just in time to duck an oncoming EasyRide passenger airspeeder. Regaining control of his faculties Boland skirted through traffic
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
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Affiliation: Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 29, 2018 20:39:58 GMT -8
And there they were dancing across the massive city planet like kids in a candy store. Lacking the sunglasses the woman would have caught more than a few jaw dropped stares. That said she caught some attention. But randy men with vivid imaginations aside she was on a homicidal shopping spree. Flagging, or maybe better put hijacking a taxi she ran the man into a good sleep and the meter through the floor. They moved around a lot and bought more. Boland ducked into the closest bar and got a drink
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
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Affiliation: Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 29, 2018 21:04:55 GMT -8
A ship zig-zagged homicidally, or suicidally, depending on your view of things, across the hectic paced terrain of the city and rose up disappearing into the sea of traffic
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
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Affiliation: Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 29, 2018 21:10:19 GMT -8
Packed from the shopping channel wetdream of a shopping spree the gaggle of lunatics fluttered along and were gone
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
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Affiliation: Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 31, 2018 13:10:35 GMT -8
The cityscape was nothing short of awe inspiring. The surface was literally one giant urban sprawl. Boland undaunted by the breathtaking scene, guided the ship towards the surface. Gráinne's left hand reached up and subconsciously she ran it down the battered left side of her face
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
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Affiliation: Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 31, 2018 22:15:59 GMT -8
Boland steered through the maze of traffic as they rose up into the sky and disappeared among the other ships, pollution and sheer distance away
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
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Affiliation: Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 6, 2018 0:19:11 GMT -8
A YT-1300 Corellian freighter and Theta-class T-2c shuttle rose up into the sea of traffic that was the Coruscant sky and disappeared into the mayhem
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Rhiannon Danu
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Post by Rhiannon Danu on Sept 12, 2018 21:19:12 GMT -8
A Theta-class T-2c shuttle exited the Jedi temple followed by a light freighter and they made way into the maze that was the cityscape disappearing from view
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Luxeria
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“Even the strongest mind can be manipulated. It’s simply a matter of finding its weakness.”
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Post by Luxeria on Dec 21, 2018 13:34:53 GMT -8
As the airspeeder made its way away from the main hub of the Galactic City, Luxeria and Vasari made their way along in silence, letting the lights of the city drown out the darkness in a brilliant display. They had one more stop planned for the night, a final show of fun and pleasure before their departure back into their lives as Sith. It had been a couple years since Luxeria had the chance to enjoy the things of the life she left behind and it was enhanced by showing her friend just what else the galaxy had to offer.
Bringing the craft down so they could exit, Luxeria paid the driver and watched as it headed off back into the skyways. Looking at Vasari, she motioned for her to follow. They walked for about ten minutes before Luxeria cut down an alleyway. It was strange, to say the least. But as they made their way out, they found themselves before small line leading inside a building that seemed unremarkable. With a laugh, Luxeria held out her hands. "Welcome to Kristi's Klub, one of the best clubs you'll ever find. That is if you can find it."
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Vasari
Blackguard Imperium
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Post by Vasari on Dec 26, 2018 16:20:56 GMT -8
Vasari had never been this deep into any city before - let alone the largest city in the universe. She was hopelessly lost, and while she knew that if she wanted to she could easily adapt to this place and get herself out - she instead decided to just enjoy the feeling of being lost in a new place and laughed at every corner that Luxeria cut to move through the alleyways and side streets until they finally came to a doorway that led into a rather unremarkable building. She assumed there would be signs and private parking, and large groups of people, but as she looked around as they stood outside in a small line of people she saw none of that. This place was not what she expected.
"Quite an interesting... alleyway you've brought me to. Are one of those burley men at the door going to stuff us into a bag or something in there?"
She giggled softly pointing to the two that were either guards or ushers... she couldn't tell which, she couldn't even tell what sort of place this was - but as they moved closer to the door she figured that she would find out eventually.
"Also do you know this Kristi, person... is that why we are going to her club?"
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Luxeria
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“Even the strongest mind can be manipulated. It’s simply a matter of finding its weakness.”
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Post by Luxeria on Dec 27, 2018 9:48:34 GMT -8
Luxeria laughed as Vasari asked about the place. She had expected a response similar to that. After all they had seen since their arrival, a place like this would only incite confusion. "No, I don’t know who Kristi is. But it can be said that this club is a bit...exclusive. You won’t be able to just find it on the tourist guide. It operates on the maxim if you need to ask directions, don’t bother coming. But I assure you, it’s one of the best clubs you’ll ever find."
Giving her friend another smile, she led the Zabrak to the door. Already she was working her magic over the mind, influencing the bouncers to let them slip on in. And so did they with ease, the bouncers barely turning their heads to look at them. Inside, the sound of music could be heard, the bass of club music already beginning to surge through Luxeria. Passing another closed door, the bouncer there opened it, letting loose the full spectrum of sound. Flashing lights and large groups of people dancing around. She took a moment to look at Vasari again before leading her up some steps towards a bar. Looking around, Vasari would notice that all those working as staff were attractive, no matter the gender or race.
Reaching the bar, Luxeria ordered a Corellia whiskey, then looked to her friend, wondering what she’d chose.
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Merrik Piett
The First Order
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Affiliation: First Order
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Post by Merrik Piett on Oct 29, 2019 16:11:55 GMT -8
*All around the great City planet the seeds of change began to sprout in one giant chain reaction. Imperial agents all over the planet executed the final phases of operations that had been set up in some cases even before the Emperor had finally decided to add the Jewel to his galactic crown. One by one the agents of the empire destabilized the ruling gangs of the city, propping some up with information on how to topple their rivals and crushing others with a well placed explosion to take out their leadership. It was chaos among the shining towers of the once galactic capital, and from that chaos Order would rise to meet it.*
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Oct 31, 2019 7:29:28 GMT -8
Aside from the operations performed by the agents of the Imperial Intelligence, there was a secondary role performed by a select few. Evidence, fabricated by Intelligence at the command of the Emperor, was planted and placed for a necessary plot that was building behind the scenes. All of them pointed at an organ within the Empire, one that Nicademus viewed as decadent and nothing but a relic. True, this sort of evidence wasn't necessary, but Nicademus felt he needed to fully convince the public and his subordinates in a way that turned the favor to him and cast a questionable gaze at those who were bring purposefully framed.
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Victarion Fel
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Post by Victarion Fel on Jan 2, 2021 2:52:00 GMT -8
Having reported to their duty station and been placed on standby, Fel Company, the 181st, were off-duty pending reassignment to a new strike vessel that was being prepared by the First Order for their infantry company's use. Victarion had hoped to get acquainted with the command crew of the vessel prior to assignment, but so far, that opportunity hadn't yet presented itself.
Captain Fel had formed up the senior commandos and senior sergants after dismissing the rookie squads to make a 40km full pack march. His elites had done their fair share of endurance training, and one of the perks of advancement in the Company was to be transferred to one of the first five platoons; the elite within the elite of the 181st.Right, it looks like our orders are to hurry up and wait. That means leave passes can be issued, but we're to remain on base at all other times. Coruscant is a friendly world, but that doesn't mean you can slack off. I want things kept tight and orderly, on duty or not. That means you, Sergeant Strabo. The Sergeant in question fended off playful jabs from his comrades. Alright, settle down. Vic kept things moving efficiently.
All eyes will be on us, as elite soldiers of the First Order, so don't fug this up. Questions? A hand came up from one of the commandos.Yes, Thanas? Is this gonna be a sensible question this time, not about the availability of fresh fruit like last time?The soldier maintained his reserve, almost.
Will we be here long, Sir?Vic let out a frustrated breath, unable to keep the sarcasm out of his voice. Yes, we're gonna be here several years, so you'd better start shopping for an apartment, Thanas, you dolt.Laughter rippled through the assembled commandos. Vic had to crack a smile. Alright, alright, wasn't that funny.He pressed on.Right, assuming you all followed standing orders, you'll find your order packets and billet assignments blinking in your HUD when those buckets go back on. If you didn't, tell me now. In fact, don't tell me. I don't want to know how stupid you decided to be when you got out of bed this morning.
He took a breath.
Right then. For the Emperor?The squads responded, full throated, pleasing their Captain. FOR THE EMPEROR!Victarion looked them over for a heartbeat, then let them go. Then get the fug on with it. Dismissed! The troops dispersed, and the Captain left to go and find an officer's club for a drink.Devon Harper
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Post by Captain Xakic Kannue on Apr 8, 2021 15:44:28 GMT -8
*The Captain answered a call. He listened. Business was business. And he got ready to roll*
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Di Fastski
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Post by Di Fastski on Apr 8, 2021 21:01:57 GMT -8
*The open... concrete jungle. You could literally see the air. We breath this crap 24/7 all year and they call drugs criminal. Helluva priority system we have in this society he thought. Feed the poor. Make more jobs. Clean the air. Less people would do drugs. And you would be out of business. Shut up brain or I put a cap in you. Don't forget gun control. Eyes closing he stopped and hoped. Hoped what? That he'd shut up. Think happy thoughts or I will murder.... I. Di walked on and his mind just kept going. He knew what he was doing. What And he knew just who he could get it for him. Pulling Comm. from pocket he rambled off a few sentences, but the device andb on he went. Nice to walk around*
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Post by Captain Xakic Kannue on Apr 9, 2021 21:08:10 GMT -8
*The shipments came down slow but steady. Over 100 000 kilo set to be poured on the masses*
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