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Post by obiwan on Mar 15, 2012 12:23:26 GMT -5
Obi-wan worked his way towards Yoda. Slashing a Super here, stabbing a Droideka there. Steadily making his way towards the main outpost to help Yoda get into it so that he would be able to fight the leader. "Blast these droids." Obi-wan muttered to himself. He found all the droids highly annoying. But that didn't slow him.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2012 16:40:31 GMT -5
A muffled laugh echoed through the darkness of the cave. The menacing figure of Grievous slowly dragged itself out of the shadows, observing the combat from the entrance of the cavern, ingenious hidden in the hillside. Poggle the Lesser joined the cyborg general as the latter appreciated the battle at his feet.
" The clones broke through, General. What now? "
" Now, we wait and enjoy as the fool Jedi fall into my trap... hehe... "
" Your tone is very promising, should I ask why?
" You will see... hehe... wait and see. I can only tell that Jedi won't find what they think they would. "
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Post by star on Apr 9, 2012 16:30:54 GMT -5
Master Yoda jumped on Obi-Wan's shoulders to destroy a droid. "Hurry we must," he said as he looked at Obi-Wan.
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Post by Commander Kane on Apr 22, 2012 13:24:39 GMT -5
Kane looked around, he seen droids coming up onto there position. He raised his blaster up into the air and then took aim and fired along with all the other clone troopers.
"Hold the line, we must hold the line!!!"
More gunships landed and more clones jumped down and ran up to the line. Dust raised up into the air, making it hard to see, but the clones helmets kicked in and made everything see able.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2012 4:35:22 GMT -5
Ready to face the clone troops, dozens of Octuparra combat tri-droids line up inside a huge ground-level cavern, now used a staging ground for the counter-attack forces. Behind the hilly horizon, various B1 platoons prepared to strike. The Hyena-class bombers engage their positions in the sky, clashing against the incoming forces. All the Confederate forces seemed to be waiting for something; a signal, a code, an action. Something which would trigger their attack.
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2012 11:44:55 GMT -5
Captain Richard muttered angrily under his breath as he scrapped a few more droids in his path. The chaos around him was unfolding and almost holding it's breath. Normally something worse would have happened by now.
Then again, a relatively 'nice' battle would be appreciated. So many deaths made the clone captain want ot run up a wall and tear out what ever hair he had.
Ducking under a few bolts, he crouched beside a fallen soldier. Dead. Fabulous. Richard stood, and looked around inculding over head. His eyes narrowed suspiciously. Something didn't feel right.
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2012 15:00:20 GMT -5
Breaking the usual sounds of battle, a loud beastly roar echoed through the Republican lines, dozens of reptilian Massiff rushing and smashing entire platoons in matter of moments. A wildly hungry bellow joined the chorus, the huge shadow of an Acklay projecting in the ground below the clones. Picking up the nearest preys, the huge insect commenced his feast. As a response to the beasts' release, the Separatist troops advanced breaking up the remaining of many Republic platoons. The Hyena bombers immediately released their massive payload of proton bombs, further annihilating the clone troops, creating wide craters on impact. In the middle of the sudden confusion, the dust and debris started to rise, cloaking the air with a dense cloud. Laser bolts flew across the air from both sides, the ground stained with blood as the relentless animals sent in by the Confederate troops broke through the enemy forces, fearsomely eating their victims' death remains.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2012 20:57:05 GMT -5
Well, well, wasn't this just a lovely scene. Stormchaser just absolutely loved the sight of his brothers being torn to raggedy bits. No, actually, he didn't. It was painful to even watch. But, hey, that's life for you.
The half-blind Sniper had hidden himself in a less-than-desirable perch, hidden perfectly amongst the crumbling remains of what he guessed was a temple. His breath was hot against the inside of his helmet, even with the regulator. Fighting always got his blood a'running. As a Sniper, it was one wrong move, and you were obliterated into little bits of flesh and armor by a blast. That is why he absolutely couldn't miss. Though he was half-blind, Stormchaser didn't plann on missing a bit.
He lay on his stomach, one knee bent, his toes skimming the dusty earth in preperation for bolting if he needed to. He eyed the scope of his visor, watching the beasts rampage through the lines like a fish through water.
One, two, three...
SHEEEE....
The sound of his rifle's blast ripped through the air, striking a reptilian in the shoulder and streaking past it's bloody heart. Though he had met his target, Stormchaser was already scoping another. And planning the one after that.
He immediately ducked behind a column to conceal his position. With a grim smirk, he spoke with practiced quiet into the comlink, hoping to catch either one of the commanding officers on theirs.
"Heard you were havin' a party, Sir. Thought I'd just drop by. I'm just left of the main feild, in a crumbling genosian temple. Where do you need me?"
(OOC: Typing on a cracked iPod. My apologies for any errors.)
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Ragnan Vang
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Post by Ragnan Vang on Sept 7, 2012 2:24:00 GMT -5
Having just arrived on the planet, I was able to cunningly take out remaining forces with precision. Obviously I was a distance away from Master Kenobi and Yoda, but was close to a clone named Stormchaser, bringing out my comlink I duck behind the rubble of a crashed LAAT and tune in to his frequency channel.
"This is General Vang is this CT-7713? I am on my way to bring the frontlines up. Over"
Ducking out of my cover, I activate my black and silver lightsaber and slash a Super in two, then carry on to delfect and dodge multiple blaster shots flying towards myself. Keeping myself balanced, I was able to redirect the shots back at the droids, and when I was close eneough, cut them down with my blade.
Carrying back on after the patrol squad was destroyed I continued to move ahead towards my destination. With my lightsaber still activated I was able to deflect shots and protect the odd Clone here and there as I went on. I was only hoping that CT-7713 was still alive when I got there. Getting onto the Jedi Channel I then sent a message to General Kenobi.
"Master kenobi, this is Jedi Knight Vang, I am en route to your location. I shall be there within the next half hour"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2012 21:14:31 GMT -5
The 502nd's fleet had just come out of hyperspace and prepared all LAATs for departure. I was standing next to General Desteana and her padawan, Jorgan. We launched all our fighters, including the Red Falcons (a specially armed V-Wing and Arc-170). I board an LAAT with the General as her padawan boards another. Than all was heard was the explosion of gunfire as we entered the planet.
I switched off my com to dull out the screams off my brothers dying. It was chaos. My 2nd time on Geonosis and i hated it more than the last. I was just a lieutenant the first time; the first time I fought; the first time I saw the Separatist. My squad-mate, my leader CT-1995 died that day. He was first to die. But today no one will die. I switch my com back on to contact the drop zone.
"Is anyone alive down there? This is Commander Yulan of the 502nd, please respond... anyon-" I was cut off by the sudden explosion of one of our LAATs outside. I grabbed my jet-pack of the rack and ordered the pilot to open the rear hatch. As it opened I jumped out falling strait for the carnage. I turned my pack on about 20 meters from the surface, and immediately began burning the advancing droids with my flamethrower.
This was the first time using my Mandolorian armor so I think my appearance shocked my brothers on the front lines. The second i landed i pulled out my rifle and began shooting every droid as I pushed my brothers forward. It didn't take long for this group to have it under control. I than propelled into the air to begin looking for another group, trying to contact anyone nearby.
"Anyone in need of assistance please respond."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2012 22:07:59 GMT -5
Captain Richard raised an arm to block the dust as it washed over top of him and his fellow brothers. With an angry hiss, the medic ducked down beside his brother's corpse. Laser fire tore up the ground, missing the pair by inches.
Eyes wide he watched somekind of creature rip a soldier apart, feasting on the soft inside like an egg. This wasn't happening. Was it?! Richard had been in almost every situation... the battles bad and greusome. But really... eating them?! That's just.....
Something stirred behind him. Lifting his head, he came face to face with a limb... a limb. There definitely should be more attached to it, like, oh I dunno, a body?! Wasn't there a body here a minute ago?
Dragging himself across the ground as slowly as he could while slightly beginning to panic, he managed to find a bit of shelter. The commlink was muttering sounds at him, but his heart was too loud and blocked most of it out. Sitting with his back to the rock, he took a breather. This was weird. This never happened.
"Gods...." He breathed while activating his commlink.
"This is Captain Richard. We're being over run! Send medical- oh wait. I'm the medical backup. Never mind. Just send back-up before we're ALL EATEN ALIVE!"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2012 23:31:26 GMT -5
I headed towards the location of the transmission as fast as my jet-pack could fly. I could see the creatures ripping apart my brothers, it was sickening. I pulled my blaster out and shot one of them in the eye. I hovered over the now dead body of the monster. I lowered myself next to the captain and placed my hand on his shoulder. "Stand up, and take care of these wounded, i'll hold them off." My mandolorian armor glistened in the bright sun, with not a scratch in sight. I ran towards the another creature before propelling myself right through it's chest, leaving blood all over my new armor.
I began shooting anything in sight that wasn't in white armor. One of the creatures picked me up but ran short on killing me as a green lightsaber cut off it's arms. General Desteana walked forth grabbing her saber out of the air. She stood next to me as the wind blew. "Shall we finish this carnage?" Before i knew it blaster bolts flew out from behind us killing all the creatures in the area. The 502nd were on the field.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2012 16:35:03 GMT -5
Okay. So this was definitely not the best idea, but, hey, he was Stormchaser. He was KNOWN for his excellent spontaneous stupidity.
Though he was technically in the 501st, all blue'd up and all, the sniper really never followed anything. He'd fought with the ARC troopers, he fought with the 212th, it really didn't matter where he fought. He was known as the drifter, never really settling in a faction.
But, by god, he had skill.
The monstrous beasts were dropping like flies. The second advance? Gone. Only about two of the horrid things survived from his single fire. Though he was half blind, CT-7713 could haul ass. He was a veteran, though he acted quite childish at times.
But then something went wrong.
He missed.
Stormchaser never missed. Even if he missed his target point, he at least hit the thing. The rain of blue bullets ended in one off-set fire into the sky. That was definitely off. The reason why, however, was soon revealed. He was kicked with a yelp, tumbling down the crumbling walls of the temple he had hidden himself in. Geonosians.
The insectoids were upon the sniper before he could even cough up a mouthful of blood, which, as he did so he choked on. The bugs had flipped him on his back, holding him down as he spammed, unable to breathe with the blood in his throat. Coughing, spluttering, the sniper could hardly manage the rather loud scream, knowing it to be the only way to get attention if nobody saw him fall. Bruised, weakened, and battered, Stormchaser hardly had enough fight in him to clamp his jaws down on a Genosian's hand. The bug gave a rather shrill cry, but only proceeded to wrench his mouth open.
Stormchaser remembered seeing something coming out of an egg, and even remembered trying to fight the feeling of it being forced down his throat, but nothing more. The rest was a blur.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2012 21:43:10 GMT -5
Captain Richard heard the bolt before he really knew what was happening. His own heart beat was creating a sickening feel in his head, and for the first time ever Richard felt.... nervous... yeah. That was a good way to put it. Let's go with that.
He felt a hand on his shoulder, and that was enough to do it. A brisk shake of his head brought reality spinning back. 'What are you doing?! He's right! Get up! What are you, lazy?!' Clenching his jaw, he gave a brief nod to the Mandolorian mystery man, hoping it would be enough to show his gratitude.
The captain slunk to the shadows and corners to leave the thick of the reptillian slaughter field. His careful eyes scanned for any signs of survivors, which were none so far. Majority were missing limbs, and the others were broken in ways you knew were not 'survive-able'.
As he was scurting around the outside, he heard a yelp followed by a clatter. Turning his head, the visor made quick to find a band of geonosians crowded in a group. This generally wasn't a good thing, and always ended up in trouble.
Leaping into a sprint, the medic reached over and scooped up a blaster on the way. There was a body there with a familiar shape of a clone....still moving.
"YARRRRR!!!!" He roared, laser ripping as he charged the group of insects.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2012 15:06:18 GMT -5
As the bugs released him, Stormchaser fell limp in the dust, digging his fingers into the soft earth. It was in his throat. He knew whatever they had put in him was in his throat. The sniper struggled to breathe, hacking until he convulsed. He hunched over, on hands and knees, as the bloodied clone fought around him. Finally, the invader was expelled. A slimy worm-like thing, as well as broken pieces of eggshell, plopped onto the ground from his lips. Stormchaser had a terrified expression on his face as he felt something slide down his throat. "Ghh... Ghnnah..." He fell to the ground, shuddering and twitching. His blue eyes were wide as he stared helplessly at the battle-stained captain.
"He...hel....lp.... ... GUUUH!"
Stormchaser arched up, writhing on the packed ground as the genosian worm tried to take over his body. He fought it, gagging, spluttering, clenching and reaching for nothing at all, when... He stopped. He simply stopped moving. The rise and fall of his chest was the only note of his life.
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