|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Darth Malice the Fallen Captain
|
 Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:37 am
In a secret underwater research facility deep within the Kaminoan ocean, genetic research has been making leaps and bounds over the last decade. The facilities most recent subject of research, a virus that affects the mind of it's host, destroying the victims ability to feel the force, as well as making the host violently aggressive, incapable of differentiating between friend and foe before making the victim unable to function by destroying the nerves ability to send impulses to the brain, effectively paralyzing the host. The research is funded by the Republic Military as a last resort means of suppressing a large scale revolt. The research has hit many walls, but Kaminoan intelligence has seen it through each time. The genetic structure of the virus has been altered multiple times, enhancing it's effectiveness and fine tweaking the ways in which it infects and affects it's host. Pestilence, as the virus has been named, is airborn for a total of 30 minutes after primary release. After this period, the airborn virus goes inert and the only method of continued transmission is by fluid exchange from an infected host. As Pestilence is a genetically altered virus, no cure is known, and the only effective antidote is located within the Kaminoan facility.
One man, a bounty hunter of considerable renown in the galaxy has infiltrated this top secret facility and stolen a failed variation of the Pestilence Virus. Fleeing the facility he was intercepted by republic forces enroute to Coruscant, and has crash landed on Corulag, a Core World close to the Galactic Capital. The resulting crash destroyed the vial containing the failed Pestilence Virus, and it has been released into the general populace. This failed strain was scrapped because it killed the host outright...then through genetic mutation, reanimated the host, transforming them into a ravenous unfeeling, emotionless killer, incapable of being deterred or feeling pain.
The Jedi Outcasts have intercepted numerous distress beacons from Corulag and the nearby systems and have mobilized 6 Hunter Killer teams of elite Mandalorian warriors. They have not been heard from since their arrival planet-side. Transmissions from the planet and the Mandalorian Cruiser in orbit in the Corulag system ceased shortly after. The Outcasts do not know the full situation. Responding to the distress beacons they mobilize, heading to Corulag in search of answers and the missing Mandalorian teams.
Arriving in the system, they are fired upon by a Republic Fleet that is attempting to form a scattered blockade around the planet. Their assault ship takes critical damage from the unprovoked attack, and the various members of the Outcast Order are forced to abandon ship. Caught in the planets gravity well, their life pods lack the thrusters to escape orbit, and they are forced to land planet-side. Landing within one of the planets jungle areas, the Outcasts are unaware that they are in purely hostile territory. The planet Corulag has been lost, and the galaxy is soon to follow...The Outcasts will need ingenuity, teamwork, and precision to survive in the ensuing chapters of Death of the Force...Where death really is only the beginning.
((Zombie Star Wars for the win...this is completely outside of guild events and will not be considered a "Relevant" RP. This is for fun...though remember the rules of posting, no god-modding, and if you choose to use a different character for this RP please let me know in advance through Meebo or PM. Keep in mind...the backstory here is not know to us...all we know is the distress beacons, and the fact that we have lost communications. Let the show begin!))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 7:11 pm
Janlu awakened, disoriented and with a headache, finding herself in a jungle. Thankfully, she had nothing more than a few scrapes and bruises from the crash, but she couldn't figure how she got here. Flashes of the event ran through her mind, but she could barely grasp at them. Her head was still a bit fuzzy and she didn't see signs of anyone else...maybe they're nearby...they have to be... No sign of a crash from what she could see. How long had she been here? It was possible she had some memory lapse from the crash...maybe? Nothing was very clear at this moment. She decided to stay in her place for now, sitting at the base of a tree and studying it closely to gain a sense of direction. She would wait a moment before exploring for any familiar faces. Maybe they'd come her way, too...time will tell.
(Zomies and Star Wars....what could possibly trump this?!)
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 8:31 pm
Sherasti groaned as she slowly stood up out of the life pod she had taken...and looked around at the surrounding jungle area. She sighed...this was looking to be a mission gone wrong already. She had to find any of her fellow outcasts, and as quickly as possible. She quickly proceeded to use the Force to sense her surroundings, looking for any nearby outcasts...she saw what appeared to be someone nearby, and began heading that way. Sure enough, it wasn't too long before she saw Janlu. She let out a sigh of relief, glad to see a friendly face. Sherasti then approached as she spoke.
"Janlu! Glad to see you in one piece...you doing ok?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 8:40 pm
Marxus found himself moaning. Not again He found his pod perched in a very large tree. Piercing the huge trunk. The crash only reminded him over his own experiences. Only this time he only had enough time to make it to the pods. Thankfully he had no injuries. However he had bad backlash. HIs neck felt stiff in protest as he massaged it. Good only pain After diagnosing his body he used his brands to cut the straps. Then he kicked the pods door. It barely budged. Great, and they call me stubborn? He pounded the door again and again. Until finally the doors gave ground. With a loud grunt he thrust his body forward. Falling out of the pod. Then rolling, cushioning his momentum from the fall.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Hilarious Conversationalist
|
Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 9:30 pm
KitsunEva (Zomies and Star Wars....what could possibly trump this?!) http://www.imglols.com/wp-content/main/2012_03/its-bat-vader.jpg ))Dremora Force pushed the door open of the escape pod. He looked around to find himself in the middle of a jungle. The pod was fine, with only a few scratches and dents. After scanning the environment a bit more, he pulled out a comlink. This is Dremora, are there any other survivors? My pod is undamaged... Dremora looked back at the door that was sent flying when he made his entrance Minus the door I busted open... and all my vitals check out. Report.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 8:21 am
( talk2hand sorry, Drem, but the world's not ready for BatVader...i stand by my original statement lol)
Janlu wasn't waiting long before a familiar face showed up. With just a weak smile as greeting, she slowly rose to her feet, still filled with a bit of worry for the others. "What happened?" was all she could muster for the time being, head still a bit fuzzy from the cataclysmic event that brought them here. She looked around, once more, in the hopes of seeing someone else, but there was no life in sight besides the plants. It was eerily quiet with just an occasional soft breeze blowing past the leaves. Janlu was so focused trying to hear any change in the environment that a small jolt caught her off guard. She almost collapsed to the ground again as she fumbled to find the source of this. In a slight panic that it was coming from inside herself, she frantically scratched at her side before remembering Sher's presence. Looking up at her friend, briefly, Janlu quickly turned her back to Sherasti, digging for her comlink. Removing it from her torso, she turned back to face Sher and answered the call that the device was receiving. She heard Dremora's voice, but she could barely make out what he was saying. Some part relieved that another had survived and some part concerned that she couldn't understand Dremora at this time, Janlu hoped Sher could comprehend the message and that it contained some clue as to his whereabouts.
(i think we can continue this until others show...since we're in a setting where we don't know who's where/when, we can spend time locating various others at different times while they join in)
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 10:05 am
"I...am not fully sure to be honest. I just know we were attacked, and we had to abandon ship and were then forced to land here...I'm just hoping that everyone landed safely."
Sherasti proceeded to scan the immediate area, using all her senses to do so. Nothing really seemed odd, until both her and Janlu's commlinks went off. Quickly pulling hers out, she could hear Dremora's voice...though it was fairly garbled. She frowned...it seemed that communicating in such a fashion would not work out so well. Sherasti was able to make out what she thought was a few words, and if she was correct in what she thought she heard it meant Dremora managed to stay fairly unharmed. She looked to Janlu for a second, then proceeded to reply.
"Dremora, this is Sherasti...couldn't really fully understand what was said, but I think I heard that you were all right. Janlu and I are okay, but no sign of anyone else yet. If you can hear and understand me, keep an eye out for anyone else...and if anyone else is getting these transmissions, please at least attempt communication so we know you're all right."
Sherasti then waited to see who all responded. She looked up to Janlu again before speaking to her.
"I thought I heard Dremora saying he was all right...and even if we can't understand what anyone else is saying, hearing their voice would at least let us know they're alive. We will probably be able to group up by using the Force to find each other, and then we can go from there."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 12:43 pm
Naku was among one of the last of the Outcasts to leave the ship. As his pod tried to escape, a random crossfire from one of the republic ships manage to nick the pods engines, sending it on a direct course for the planet, instead of trying to escape the gravity. Have spare seconds to react, Naku called upon the Force to shield him, putting a protective aura around his entire body, while entering a meditative state so to speak. He did no wish to see his crash, nor the fall of their ship they were gifted.
Naku's lifepod entered the atmosphere as full speed, causing a rather large crater in the jungle area as the lifepod dug itself into the soft ground as it formed the crater. Once the pods engines gave out, things where once again calm in the jungle. Slowly, sounds of the creatures came back to life in the jungle. As well as other things that would be attracted by the sounds and smoke of Naku's lifepod impact.
Naku slowly came to as things had finally calmed down. He relaxed, thanking the Force he was unharmed by it's protection as he stopped using it. With the ordeal he went through, if it wasn't for both the straps and the force, any normal person would be dead from this. He looked outside his reinforced blast shield to see his pod was pointed towards the ground. This ment he was deep in the ground. He tried to activate sensors in the pod, but the damage the Republic did to his lifepod, plus the crash most likely made the pod's instruments useless. Naku rummaged through his cloak, not happy to see that his communicator was damaged by the violent shaking. Damn. Stuck, don't know where I am at, and no way to contact anyone. Naku thought. Naku sat back down, reaching for the force to sense his surroundings. He could feel life around him, small, frail, underground creatures. He was deep. Then he expanded, sensing outside the crater, seeing that he was not too far from his fellow allies, and some wildlife. But nothing else. He couldn't sense anything wrong so far. He reached out to anyone of his allies near him, calling to them through the force.
|
|
|
|
|
|
Rylos Kurokagi Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 2:14 pm
Marxus felt the breach, which startled him. He immediately began concentrating on one of his brands. His mind protected for as long as he continued to focus on the brand. For thats all that the potential threat would see.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 6:48 pm
Janlu took a moment to gather her thoughts before speaking, "Sher...I don't even know how I got here...Last I remember was the ship under attack. I can only guess by my injuries that I crash landed safely, but I have seen no sign of my pod since I woke. I get some fleeting images, teasing my memory, but nothing concrete...it all escapes me. Did you pull me out here...away from my pod?" She tried to reason the best she could with the information she had, but it was all still such a big mystery to her. She accepted Sherasti's account of Dremora's message, trying to see if she could sense anyone else, but with her mind more focused on piecing together her memories, it was difficult to succeed in anything else. Even in that focus was she torn away by something calling...but she refused to listen until she could straighten out her own mess. It was all very frustrating to her, the lack of answers hindered her abilities to think clearly, her priorities far off balance.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 8:15 pm
Sherasti frowned a bit...she herself had escaped the crash fairly unharmed, but it looked like her dear friend had taken a good knock on the head, possibly.
"I don't know how you got to where you are now...I found you by scanning the area near me using the Force, and here you were. I'm worried you may have hit your head...would it be ok with you if I took a quick look, to see if you have any injuries?"
Sherasti approached Janlu a little, but made no move to examine Janlu's head until she gave permission. If Sherasti could figure out the cause, then perhaps she could do something to help by using the Force...maybe.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 9:22 am
Janlu nervously took a step back in hesitation, pulling her hood over her head and turning away slightly. "I don't think I hit my head," oddly enough the one place she didn't feel any bruises, though her face did have a small scratch at the side that stung a little. Of course, she couldn't say for sure given that she couldn't remember much, but the lack of pain told her the only way her head would be involved is if she blacked out by rush of blood. Either way, what concerned her most was who brought her this far and where did they go? Unless she managed to crawl out of the pod and come this far away from it alone, in which case no one could fill in the blanks for her. Either way, she struggled to capture the most and piece together the flashes of memory she could hang on to. Still, she could feel something trying to distract her, to pull her away from it and move on. Deciding between the two was difficult.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Hilarious Conversationalist
|
Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 6:10 pm
Dremora could barely hear Sherasti, but it sounded like he was alright as well. Sherasti glad to... your ok. What is... immediate position...I'm... clearing. The comlink was cutting in and out. Someone or something on the planet was keeping them from communicating clearly. He looked up to see the Republic Venators jumping into hyperspace after they finished destroying their ship. Dammit... The Ebony Bane would have come in handy, would he have flown here in it, something that was tugging on him when he ignored it. Regardless, it was out of wireless range by many systems.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 6:28 pm
Noting that Janlu seemed nervous about the prospect of having her head examined, as well as positive that it was not what was causing whatever the problem was, Sherasti nodded and didn't press the issue. That was when the comlink went off again with Dremora's response, though it was even more badly garbled than last time. She wasn't even going to try a response to that one if communications were that bad. She turned to Janlu and motioned, pulling out her saber but not igniting it. Sherasti wasn't comfortable about this jungle so much right off, and wasn't about to take any big risks.
"We should look for the others...we need to group up, as there's safety in numbers. We should also be prepared...for some reason, I have a bad feeling about this."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 6:38 pm
Janlu was glad, Sherasti didn't insist. It certainly wasn't a good time to get into theatrics. She followed Sher's lead as she seemed to have a better sense of direction for the next move. Janlu didn't take out her sabers, but she did store her comlink again, deeming it worthless for the time being. "Tell me about it..." was the last thing she muttered under her breath in response to Sher's last comment. She kept an eye out for any changes in the environment as they began their search for other allies. Feeling something tugging away at her, she wasn't sure what direction it would be, still a bit distracted with recovering lost time.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
