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Star Wars Echo Squadron
Intro here by Dave (AKA Zanith)
In the dark and bleak times of the Empire, the Rebel Alliance struggles to rise above the grasp of Emperor Palpatines' dark reign. Without the signs of any hope of victory, Mon Mothma as well as Princess Leia Organa have called for the formation of several special operations task groups. Echo Squadron, lead by Commander Arnell Ray'laya, is one of these such groups.
After the fall of the Emperors' ultimate superweapon, the Death Star, such signs of victory glow within the galaxy. Desperate for the destruction of Echo Squadron and her troops, the Emperor has called forth his most elite and powerful of his Grand Admirals, Senior Grand Admiral Zanith. Under the Grand Admirals' command, the special forces of the Empire, the 25th Imperial Battle Fleet remains to pursue the destruction of Echo Squadron and all hope of succession by the Rebel Alliance . . .
thought I'd post some of the hell that's going on in my rpg :p
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Arnell quickly rolled his Y-wing and flew a quick pass by Nalto.
Arnell: We'll have someone pick you up as soon as we can Lt. Hold
tight. *check's his scopes* Looks like you did a number to that
Interdictor's hanger, but it's gravity well's are still up full power
*curses in bothan*
==Main Bridge, Manticore II==
Admrial Dargan watched with mild enjoyment as the reble's tried to
take down his Interdictor cruiser. The Grappler had been specially
modified for this mission. All the rebel's had done was wasted a
starfighter. It was time to put his plan into action.
Dargan: Order the Grappler to go to phase 1. Have the Entrapper and
the Restrainer standbye.
XO: yes Admiral
Dargan smiled to himself, yes today he would have revenge...
=Outside=
Directle below the battlezone was the 15 planet od the system, an
unamed, uninhabitable ball of solid rock. The battle raged just
inside the planet's gravity field, which was extended by the
Grappler's gravity well generator's preventing the ambushed rebel
fleet from escaping into hyperspace.
With the order given, the Grappler refocused it's 4 massive
gravity projector's directly onto the lean Mon Calimari cruiser in
the rebel fleet. With the gravity of the nearbye planet and the
intensly focused beams from the Interdictor cruiser, the Mon Cal
warship began to slowly slide backwards twords the planet, it's
already damaged engines overpowered by the pull of gravity suddenly
focused directly onto it.
Arnell quickly noted the shift in the Interdictor's gravity field.
So did most everyone els.
Lado: Their trying to bring down our ship with the gravity well!
Arnell: Copy that. All wings focus your attack on that Interdictor,
we have to kill it befor it dragges ouyr cruiser right into that
planet!
Cpt. Atar(Kracken): There's a flaw to their plan, with the gravity
field focused on one ship, that leaves us a gap to jump out of here.
Toddman: I'll bet you 2 bottle's of Corellien whisky they've got
something to stop that.
Arnell: Yes, probably one or more interdictor's that they cant bring
in till our crusier is dragged far enough into the planet's gravity
that the other's fields wont stop their plan. Captain. Get the fleet
out of here befor their re-enforcements get here. We'll free our
cruiser.
Atar: Got you Echo Lead. Kracken to all ships, jump now, to anywhere
you can, we'll rondevouze in 2 day's.
Arnell: Echo, Zeta and green squadron's, form up and lock whatever
warheads you have left on that interdictor.
Multiple replies came over the comm as rebel fighter's lined up
for their attack runs. TIE fighter's quickly scrambled to destroy
them. At the same time the rebel fleet began to escape, jumping out
of the system.
==Manticore II==
Officer: Admiral, the rebel fleet is escaping!
Dargan: Yes, lt. I can see that. Bring the Entrapper and the
Restrainer in now.
Officer: right away.
=Outside=
As the fleet continued to escape 2 more Imobilizer-418 Interdictor
cruiser's dropped out of lightspeed after a short inter-system jump,
their gravity well progector's already powered. The last few rebel
ships were trapped, the 2 Interdictor's compleatly flooded the open
space around the rebel's with gravity. At that same time the Mon Cal
cruiser fell more and more rapidly twords it's doom...
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Arnell rolled his fighter away from the Interdictor. It wasnt out yet,
but on it's way to loosing it's gravity well's. Hopefully they could
takew the other 3 projecor's out in time.....Just as those thought's
crossed his mind that spark of hope faded as the Mon Calimari cruiser
plunged into the planets atmosphere, it was too late..
The cruiser's aft hull began to glow red as friction superheated
it. The entire aft sections began to sag and bend unnaturally as the
massive rebel ship fell to the planet, engines first. For a few
moment's cries for help came over the comm frequencies, but soon
ionization from the planets atmosphere blocked that out, saving the
rebel's the horrer of hearing the death's of 3,000 crew, but not the
sight of it. 20 seconds befor the MC-80 cruiser slammed into the
surface of the rock planet it's fussion reactor's, overheated,
exploded. The cruiser's hull shattered, sending thousands of firey
chunks of debree raining down on the planet. What was left of the
forward hull burried it's self in the bright explosion, vaporizing
seconds later.
The pilots of the 3 rebel squadron's that had stay'd behind to
rescue the cruiser stared in shock... In disbelief, a 1,200 meter
long MC-80 cruiser dragged down like that...They had stay'd to free
their compatriats, who were now dead..and now they themselves were
trapped by 3 Interdictor cruiser's, ready to be eliminated by
Dargan's battle hungry fleet. Admiral Dargan grinned, his plan had
worked, now revenge was to be his, today Echo Squadron would die. He
turned and gave the order to deploy the remaining 10 TIE Fighter
wings.
A direct hit to Arnell's aft shields kicked him out of his shock.
His Y-Wings aft shields flared and shorted out. The Bothan Pilot
jammed down on his rudder peddles and yanked his controle stick hard
over, spinning his fighter away from the persuing TIE, just for a few
moments. He quickly had his R5 rotate the twin Ion cannon around to
guard his rear.
Arnell: All wings, report in! *static* Echo Lead to all wings!
It was no good, the as the Mon Cal cruiser had impacted on the
surface of the planet, the Impirial fleet began jamming all com
channel's known to be used by the Rebel's. Arnell quickly dived his
fighter hard to avoid several mors laser blasts, then switched to the
last free channel, the emergency chennel, unfortunaty, not
encrypted...they Imps would hear them..
Arnell: Echo Lead to all wings, Alpha, aplha, zeta nine
That was the secret code. If cought in a situation like this,
that ordered all rebel's in the area to scatter, escape in whatever
way they could and rondevouse at the nearest safe place they could,
this time being the asteroid field that bordered the edge of the
system, by the 23 plenet.
Impirial Voice: This is the Imprial 43 battlefleet. All rebel craft
will surrender and power down now. If you do not, within the next 30
seconds, you will be destroed.
Arnell Replied the Imp with a fierce growl. That was all they
would get from him. He quickly dove his fighter down into the
atmosphere of the 15th planet, though the firey clouds spewing from
the burning wrechege below..with 10 TIE Interceptor's on his tail...
OFF:
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Arnell dived his BTL-A4 Y-Wing into the burning cloud that
eminated from the molten wreckage of what was once a Mon Calimari
star cruiser, 10 TIE Interceptor's screamed after him in close
persuit. Fire scorched the unshielded aft of his fighter as he dove
deeper into the flames, hoping the TIE's would think better of it and
break off raher then charging into hell. Several green energy bolts
slicing past his canopy told the Bothan pilot they werent discuraged.
Arnell: R5, give anything that get's close a good shot with the Ion
cannon's! I dont want anything shooting off my engines!
The Bothan yanked hard over on his controle stick and send his
fighter into a sharp twisting bank to the right, cutting in low over
a debree covered hillside. His R5 pumped out a blast of Ion energy at
an Interveptor that was getting too close, striking it's left solar
wing and sending it spinning into the hill.
Arnell dropped his fighter into a deep canyon, the 9 remaining
TIE's in hot persuit, their guns blazing. Arnell jinked and rolled
his fighter, dodging the deadly green lazer bolts. Up ahead the
canyon began to narrow, Arnell pulled hard back on his stick,
bringing the old Y-Wing out of the canyon and standing it on it's
tail. 3 of the TIE's manouvered too late and imbedded themselves into
the canyon wall's.
Arnell slammed his foot down on the left rudder peddle and pushed
the controle stick left, snapping the starfighter onto it's side into
a steep rapid drop. Then he rolled the fighter out and leveled off at
300 ft befor jinking hard to the right and dropping in on the tail of
one fo the Interceptors and filling it's ball cockpit with red laser
darts. He then slewed around and ducked behind a tall moutain peak.
OFF:
Commander Arnell Ray'laya
Commanding Officer
Echo Squadron
Blue Wing
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