Post by Jazen on Dec 29, 2010 3:40:06 GMT -5
Alright, here's the official discussion place for this idea. May your minds cover for my lack of brainpower. I mean....teamwork its a wonderful thing.
All Character and ship names link to their applications for easy access.
The Players[/b]
The Smugglers
Shine Albatros{Jazen}
Ship:Black Cat
Samantha Zaftig (Athar Jor/Other NPC Black Bha'lir --3--){Talau}
Ship: Exodus, Various Light Freighters
Melody Prance{Squee}
Ship: The Eagle
Pak Har'endanno{Mara}
Ship: The Crimson Requiem
Cas Tarshann{Casual}
Ship: Ryder
Arc Laud{Jackal}
Ship:
The Wicked People
Admiral Kij-Dij-Bajir{Zarkan}
Commander Tarkad(Silas)
The Background
The Republic stands strong, even as the Sith and the Mandalorians continue to wage war on the outermost systems, striking at the planets that easily fall before their might. Many Republic words still remain under Republic control due to the might of the Republic military; but they cannot be everywhere at once. Planets long conquered and even those conquered not so long ago must face the oppression of their new overlords on their own, with little hope for salvation in sight. Some adapted to this, accepting what life had given them and tried to make the best of it.
But not all of them. On the distance Outer Rim world of Jaemus, the people pray for rescue. The Sith have always been harsh to the world's inhabitants, only caring for them just enough so that they could use the people for their own diabolical needs. Those that have not submitted willingly to their will have suffered for it, but not with simple death. No, they are forced to scrap by with minimal supplies in an effort to break them into submitting. Much is needed for these people but there is no way for their please to be heard.
Until lately. In a last ditch attempt to obtain freedom, a group of their strongest fought to get off world. One of the made it. The man managed to reach a ship, get clear of the planet and barely managed to escape into hyperspace. Days of traveling in the cramped craft tore at the man, but he finally had reached the light for his people. Coruscant. He pleaded his case to the people of the Republic, begging for aid for his people. His pleas however, fell on deaf ears. The Republic could not spare the ships to aid his world; and the chances were high the ships wouldn't even make it to their destination. Every ship was needed elsewhere and as such, they could not send several to what could be certain death.
But not all as lost. A small group of politicians, those with the most caring of hearts, had a solution. The Republic could not spare the ships; but there were other ships out there. Ships that, for the right price, would be able to do the mission of mercy in the Republics stead. The smugglers had a better chance of getting on world without being shot on sight, like a Republic relief ship would have. So the plan was devised; the small group reached out to those with the right connections in low places, spreading the word of a high paying mission for those brave enough to undertake it. Special care was taken to make sure only those smugglers not hunted by the Republic were contacted and more so, that no word leaked to spies who could cripple the plan.
Now, those who have heard the call and accepted what was to come have gathered. They go in only protected by their fellows; there will be no rescue for those that fail. Teamwork may be impossible between these individuals, but they will find it may be their own way of succeeding. The people of the world are counting on them and no matter how simple the idea may sound, it never is in the long run. A sith fleet and army stand in the way of their mission; and the price for failure is death.
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Chatter may now dispense. I'll link the thread when I put it up. My first post will lay down how the job is told to our people. The setting will be coming from the meeting spot to the planet in question.
All Character and ship names link to their applications for easy access.
The Players[/b]
The Smugglers
Shine Albatros{Jazen}
Ship:Black Cat
Samantha Zaftig (Athar Jor/Other NPC Black Bha'lir --3--){Talau}
Ship: Exodus, Various Light Freighters
Melody Prance{Squee}
Ship: The Eagle
Pak Har'endanno{Mara}
Ship: The Crimson Requiem
Cas Tarshann{Casual}
Ship: Ryder
Arc Laud{Jackal}
Ship:
The Wicked People
Admiral Kij-Dij-Bajir{Zarkan}
Commander Tarkad(Silas)
The Background
The Republic stands strong, even as the Sith and the Mandalorians continue to wage war on the outermost systems, striking at the planets that easily fall before their might. Many Republic words still remain under Republic control due to the might of the Republic military; but they cannot be everywhere at once. Planets long conquered and even those conquered not so long ago must face the oppression of their new overlords on their own, with little hope for salvation in sight. Some adapted to this, accepting what life had given them and tried to make the best of it.
But not all of them. On the distance Outer Rim world of Jaemus, the people pray for rescue. The Sith have always been harsh to the world's inhabitants, only caring for them just enough so that they could use the people for their own diabolical needs. Those that have not submitted willingly to their will have suffered for it, but not with simple death. No, they are forced to scrap by with minimal supplies in an effort to break them into submitting. Much is needed for these people but there is no way for their please to be heard.
Until lately. In a last ditch attempt to obtain freedom, a group of their strongest fought to get off world. One of the made it. The man managed to reach a ship, get clear of the planet and barely managed to escape into hyperspace. Days of traveling in the cramped craft tore at the man, but he finally had reached the light for his people. Coruscant. He pleaded his case to the people of the Republic, begging for aid for his people. His pleas however, fell on deaf ears. The Republic could not spare the ships to aid his world; and the chances were high the ships wouldn't even make it to their destination. Every ship was needed elsewhere and as such, they could not send several to what could be certain death.
But not all as lost. A small group of politicians, those with the most caring of hearts, had a solution. The Republic could not spare the ships; but there were other ships out there. Ships that, for the right price, would be able to do the mission of mercy in the Republics stead. The smugglers had a better chance of getting on world without being shot on sight, like a Republic relief ship would have. So the plan was devised; the small group reached out to those with the right connections in low places, spreading the word of a high paying mission for those brave enough to undertake it. Special care was taken to make sure only those smugglers not hunted by the Republic were contacted and more so, that no word leaked to spies who could cripple the plan.
Now, those who have heard the call and accepted what was to come have gathered. They go in only protected by their fellows; there will be no rescue for those that fail. Teamwork may be impossible between these individuals, but they will find it may be their own way of succeeding. The people of the world are counting on them and no matter how simple the idea may sound, it never is in the long run. A sith fleet and army stand in the way of their mission; and the price for failure is death.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chatter may now dispense. I'll link the thread when I put it up. My first post will lay down how the job is told to our people. The setting will be coming from the meeting spot to the planet in question.
