Neverwinter Knight
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WHAT? Wookies have ears? Who would have thought of that...
Nice one, Richards!
Nice one, Richards! 
STAR WARS: The Emperor's Game
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Dr Midnight
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“So, you’re really one of those Jedi,” Avara asked as they rode a rapid elevator to the floor leading to the hangar bay.
“I’m afraid so.” Zybor held his lightsaber loosely in one hand, turned off- for now. He breathed and tried to concentrate on the moment, to open his feelings to his surroundings.
“I thought you were all dead.”
“No. Not all.”
Avara could see she wasn’t getting much out of Zybor on the topic, so she sighed and dropped it, rolling her eyes. She then checked the elevator’s reading. Twenty floors to go. Lights rushed past the transparisteel housing as they flew. The Twi’lek readied her blaster rifle in her hands and shook her head clear, readying for whatever would be waiting for them. Escaping from a panicking Star Destroyer- on a harsh schedule- was not likely to be easy.
The doors opened, and they ran out into a hallway filled with Stormtroopers and officers. Luckily, everyone was running in different directions like rabid Wampas, and no one paid attention to the two. The filled hallway, though, was most difficult to navigate as the two Rebels pushed their way to the hangar. As it turned out, most of the people here seemed to have the same idea.
“Return to your posts!” Someone was yelling frantically. “If we all calm down, the tech staff can reach the defray mechanism and enter the code! There is no cause to panic! I repeat…”
“SEVEN MINUTES THIRTY SECONDS TO DETONATION”, the voice droned over the speakers.
“There’s the hangar,” Avara said, sighting the large bay door ahead. “If we can just cut through these thugs, we can make it to a ship…”
Meanwhile, in the other direction, Lexo Yust and Woonwooken the Woolly were rocketing down the hall on a repulsorlift device made for one. Woonie had rewired the system to set the thing to flying as fast as it could go, and they were bashing through scores of armored troopers and officers. Only a few managed to raise their rifles in time and take a shot. A few shots grazed Woonie’s already scorched (and shaved) fur. A few more shots Lexo blocked with his hand. One shot into the lift’s framework, and sparks shot from the small console. This thing wasn’t made to be flown at this speed or be fired upon, it was clear. The craft started to shake as it flew.
“Hold together, baby,” Lexo muttered nervously as he fired his blaster with one hand, blocking blasterfire with the other. “We’re close to the hang - LOOK OUT!” Just ahead, a whole squad of Stormtroopers was leveling blasters at them. The hallway lit up with bright red blaster bolts, and the heroic duo crashed to the ground as the flaming lift craft crashed to the deck panels. Lexo rolled to his feet and used the influence of the Byfrexian Ice Bears to lift a piece of the wreckage from the ground and send it flying into a wall-mounted control panel, where it smashed the CLOSE DOOR button. Szzzzt!! The twin doors shut, closing most of the Stormtroopers off from the action. The remaining few in the front backed up, firing.
Woonie stood up, grabbing a Stormtrooper by the ankles and swinging him into three others. Lexo swung his Force Pike around him in a dizzying arc and slew the others. “Hallway’s closed… we need to take a shortcut. Here!” They cut through a door to the right.
Within this room, a number of large, thick vehicles sat docked in a darkened space. A dull red glow lit from each of the vehicles’ oblong rear compartments- cargo ships, Lexo deduced. Simple, squat crafts meant for the transport of ore and minerals, things of that nature. “Can you fly that, Woonie?”
Woonie grunted indignantly. Of course she could fly it.
They ran to the ship and Lexo picked up a red object lying near the ship. It was a glowing red crystal. The ship’s cargo hold overflowed with them… they piled high from the hold’s top. He stared at the crystal while Woonie warmed up the ship. She growled at him, and he said “Sorry… coming.” He jumped in. “It’s just that- unless I’m wrong, this is an Adegan crystal. Is this what they were doing over Ambria? Mining these?”
Woonwooken bellowed.
“Who cares?? If you knew what this was, you’d be concerned to find several thousand of them lying in wait in a cargo hangar. Nevermind for now- let’s go!”
The ship lifted off while people rushing through the doors got the same idea. They fought over cargo ships and fired useless shots at the thick plating of the escaping ship.
“This area doesn’t have a bay door,” Lexo said as he pored through the ship’s computer. “However, there is a door to the main hangar, up ahead. We’ll have to open it from here.”
Woonie grunted. The door was ahead, a one hundred foot square gate to MAIN HANGAR BAY 1.
Within the hangar, Zybor and Avara had finally pushed their way clear to the ships. The ship they’d come in was full of officers and personnel. The alarms sounded overhead, and a few of the ships managed to pick up and fly quickly through the bay door, out into space. Most of the craft here in the hangar, however, were bogged down with panicked people trying to push and fight their way inside. There simply weren’t enough ships.
The heroes stepped to the packed door of the ship. “This one’s full, sleemo,” the officer there sneered. Fear had turned these people into snarling animals.
Zybor waved a hand before him and said “You’d rather find another ship.”
Within a moment, the man nodded and stepped out, along with several others. “I’d rather find another ship.” Avara and Zybor got into the ship and saw there were still several officers seated around the craft who weren’t moving.
Avara looked to the Jedi. “Should we get them out, too?”
“TWO MINUTES THIRTY-ONE SECONDS TO DETONATION”, the voice in the speakers said.
“We’re fine for now. Get the ship started.” Zybor closed the door. “We’re headed to the Rebel flagship, and you are all under arrest,” he said to the officers, who exchanged a look. One began slowly reaching for his hip blaster. “Don’t,” Zybor warned.
The officer shouted “Rebel scum!” and opened fire. The other officers followed suit. Zybor turned his lightsaber on and began deflecting shots fired at him from only three meters away. The shots ricocheted off his lightsaber into the walls and paneling of the enclosed shuttle as it lifted from the deck and flew to the bay. They shot out into space and flew away from the I.N.S. Impervious.
Lexo and Woonwooken were shooting towards a closed access door. Lexo was trying furiously to slice the open code into the computer. So far, no luck. Woonie gurgled at him. “I’m going, I’m going,” he said through clenched teeth. “…There!”
The doors began to slowly open… four of them opening along diagonal slits, making a widening diamond.
“ONE MINUTE TO DETONATION”
Woonwooken growled something. Lexo shouted “What do you mean, hold on?!”
Woonie cut the craft’s tilt to the left, just slightly… about forty-five degrees. The now skewed ship flew straight towards the bay door’s opening, and through it with a whoosh. The blood drained from Lexo’s face as the box-shaped craft fit- just barely- through the diamond opening and out into the main hangar bay, where ships were scrambling madly to escape.
Lexo said “They’re not here, I don’t feel Zybor. They’ve escaped already. Head out!” They flew through the bay door and out into space. Around them, countless small ships were fleeing the doomed Star Destroyer as fast as their engines could move. Lexo’s keen eyes caught something- only one of the escaping ships had flashes of green and white light coming from within. “Blasters and lightsabers,” Lexo said. “That’s our ship. Take us closer.”
In the cabin. Avara shouted. “Stop the firing back there! We’re on a starship- it’s not meant to take small arms fire from within!”
Zybor clenched his teeth. “I’ll try to remember that,” he said. He buckled his lightsaber back to his waist, grabbed the wall’s loading handle with one hand. His other arm snapped back and he punched a button on the wall. The door began opening! The sudden depressurization sucked four officers straight out the door, blasters and all. Two who remained had thought to strap themselves in with their seat belts, and merely screamed in their seats.
Avara screamed from the cockpit as the air was sucked out around her and her lekku were both pulled straight back from the force of the suction. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?”
Behind them, the Imperial Star Destroyer IMPERVIOUS blew up. It shattered outward with a great pulse of light, then sound, then energy. The shockwave shook every ship to its mooring bolts, and a great concentric ring of blue fire ripped outward from the incredible detonation.
Zybor hung onto the wall with one hand and used the other to close the door. He choked on the very thin air and glowered to the remaining officers. “Welcome to the Rebellion,” he said menacingly. “You don’t like it, there’s the door.” The two officers put their blasters down... politely and very, very slowly.
MORE TO COME…
“I’m afraid so.” Zybor held his lightsaber loosely in one hand, turned off- for now. He breathed and tried to concentrate on the moment, to open his feelings to his surroundings.
“I thought you were all dead.”
“No. Not all.”
Avara could see she wasn’t getting much out of Zybor on the topic, so she sighed and dropped it, rolling her eyes. She then checked the elevator’s reading. Twenty floors to go. Lights rushed past the transparisteel housing as they flew. The Twi’lek readied her blaster rifle in her hands and shook her head clear, readying for whatever would be waiting for them. Escaping from a panicking Star Destroyer- on a harsh schedule- was not likely to be easy.
The doors opened, and they ran out into a hallway filled with Stormtroopers and officers. Luckily, everyone was running in different directions like rabid Wampas, and no one paid attention to the two. The filled hallway, though, was most difficult to navigate as the two Rebels pushed their way to the hangar. As it turned out, most of the people here seemed to have the same idea.
“Return to your posts!” Someone was yelling frantically. “If we all calm down, the tech staff can reach the defray mechanism and enter the code! There is no cause to panic! I repeat…”
“SEVEN MINUTES THIRTY SECONDS TO DETONATION”, the voice droned over the speakers.
“There’s the hangar,” Avara said, sighting the large bay door ahead. “If we can just cut through these thugs, we can make it to a ship…”
Meanwhile, in the other direction, Lexo Yust and Woonwooken the Woolly were rocketing down the hall on a repulsorlift device made for one. Woonie had rewired the system to set the thing to flying as fast as it could go, and they were bashing through scores of armored troopers and officers. Only a few managed to raise their rifles in time and take a shot. A few shots grazed Woonie’s already scorched (and shaved) fur. A few more shots Lexo blocked with his hand. One shot into the lift’s framework, and sparks shot from the small console. This thing wasn’t made to be flown at this speed or be fired upon, it was clear. The craft started to shake as it flew.
“Hold together, baby,” Lexo muttered nervously as he fired his blaster with one hand, blocking blasterfire with the other. “We’re close to the hang - LOOK OUT!” Just ahead, a whole squad of Stormtroopers was leveling blasters at them. The hallway lit up with bright red blaster bolts, and the heroic duo crashed to the ground as the flaming lift craft crashed to the deck panels. Lexo rolled to his feet and used the influence of the Byfrexian Ice Bears to lift a piece of the wreckage from the ground and send it flying into a wall-mounted control panel, where it smashed the CLOSE DOOR button. Szzzzt!! The twin doors shut, closing most of the Stormtroopers off from the action. The remaining few in the front backed up, firing.
Woonie stood up, grabbing a Stormtrooper by the ankles and swinging him into three others. Lexo swung his Force Pike around him in a dizzying arc and slew the others. “Hallway’s closed… we need to take a shortcut. Here!” They cut through a door to the right.
Within this room, a number of large, thick vehicles sat docked in a darkened space. A dull red glow lit from each of the vehicles’ oblong rear compartments- cargo ships, Lexo deduced. Simple, squat crafts meant for the transport of ore and minerals, things of that nature. “Can you fly that, Woonie?”
Woonie grunted indignantly. Of course she could fly it.
They ran to the ship and Lexo picked up a red object lying near the ship. It was a glowing red crystal. The ship’s cargo hold overflowed with them… they piled high from the hold’s top. He stared at the crystal while Woonie warmed up the ship. She growled at him, and he said “Sorry… coming.” He jumped in. “It’s just that- unless I’m wrong, this is an Adegan crystal. Is this what they were doing over Ambria? Mining these?”
Woonwooken bellowed.
“Who cares?? If you knew what this was, you’d be concerned to find several thousand of them lying in wait in a cargo hangar. Nevermind for now- let’s go!”
The ship lifted off while people rushing through the doors got the same idea. They fought over cargo ships and fired useless shots at the thick plating of the escaping ship.
“This area doesn’t have a bay door,” Lexo said as he pored through the ship’s computer. “However, there is a door to the main hangar, up ahead. We’ll have to open it from here.”
Woonie grunted. The door was ahead, a one hundred foot square gate to MAIN HANGAR BAY 1.
Within the hangar, Zybor and Avara had finally pushed their way clear to the ships. The ship they’d come in was full of officers and personnel. The alarms sounded overhead, and a few of the ships managed to pick up and fly quickly through the bay door, out into space. Most of the craft here in the hangar, however, were bogged down with panicked people trying to push and fight their way inside. There simply weren’t enough ships.
The heroes stepped to the packed door of the ship. “This one’s full, sleemo,” the officer there sneered. Fear had turned these people into snarling animals.
Zybor waved a hand before him and said “You’d rather find another ship.”
Within a moment, the man nodded and stepped out, along with several others. “I’d rather find another ship.” Avara and Zybor got into the ship and saw there were still several officers seated around the craft who weren’t moving.
Avara looked to the Jedi. “Should we get them out, too?”
“TWO MINUTES THIRTY-ONE SECONDS TO DETONATION”, the voice in the speakers said.
“We’re fine for now. Get the ship started.” Zybor closed the door. “We’re headed to the Rebel flagship, and you are all under arrest,” he said to the officers, who exchanged a look. One began slowly reaching for his hip blaster. “Don’t,” Zybor warned.
The officer shouted “Rebel scum!” and opened fire. The other officers followed suit. Zybor turned his lightsaber on and began deflecting shots fired at him from only three meters away. The shots ricocheted off his lightsaber into the walls and paneling of the enclosed shuttle as it lifted from the deck and flew to the bay. They shot out into space and flew away from the I.N.S. Impervious.
Lexo and Woonwooken were shooting towards a closed access door. Lexo was trying furiously to slice the open code into the computer. So far, no luck. Woonie gurgled at him. “I’m going, I’m going,” he said through clenched teeth. “…There!”
The doors began to slowly open… four of them opening along diagonal slits, making a widening diamond.
“ONE MINUTE TO DETONATION”
Woonwooken growled something. Lexo shouted “What do you mean, hold on?!”
Woonie cut the craft’s tilt to the left, just slightly… about forty-five degrees. The now skewed ship flew straight towards the bay door’s opening, and through it with a whoosh. The blood drained from Lexo’s face as the box-shaped craft fit- just barely- through the diamond opening and out into the main hangar bay, where ships were scrambling madly to escape.
Lexo said “They’re not here, I don’t feel Zybor. They’ve escaped already. Head out!” They flew through the bay door and out into space. Around them, countless small ships were fleeing the doomed Star Destroyer as fast as their engines could move. Lexo’s keen eyes caught something- only one of the escaping ships had flashes of green and white light coming from within. “Blasters and lightsabers,” Lexo said. “That’s our ship. Take us closer.”
In the cabin. Avara shouted. “Stop the firing back there! We’re on a starship- it’s not meant to take small arms fire from within!”
Zybor clenched his teeth. “I’ll try to remember that,” he said. He buckled his lightsaber back to his waist, grabbed the wall’s loading handle with one hand. His other arm snapped back and he punched a button on the wall. The door began opening! The sudden depressurization sucked four officers straight out the door, blasters and all. Two who remained had thought to strap themselves in with their seat belts, and merely screamed in their seats.
Avara screamed from the cockpit as the air was sucked out around her and her lekku were both pulled straight back from the force of the suction. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?”
Behind them, the Imperial Star Destroyer IMPERVIOUS blew up. It shattered outward with a great pulse of light, then sound, then energy. The shockwave shook every ship to its mooring bolts, and a great concentric ring of blue fire ripped outward from the incredible detonation.
Zybor hung onto the wall with one hand and used the other to close the door. He choked on the very thin air and glowered to the remaining officers. “Welcome to the Rebellion,” he said menacingly. “You don’t like it, there’s the door.” The two officers put their blasters down... politely and very, very slowly.
MORE TO COME…
Neverwinter Knight
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He could also have said: "No ticket !!!"
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Broccli_Head
Explorer
Ruthlessness by Zybor....did he get dark side points for that? Still it's entertaining!
.I hope he did and not doubt he argued...so you should give him more, for not being remorseful for callousness.
.I hope he did and not doubt he argued...so you should give him more, for not being remorseful for callousness.
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Dr Midnight
Explorer
I believe Zybor's player actually did say that at one point.
Yeah. Sad thing about Dartan is that he really doesn't know what it takes to play a good character or a character with lawful alignments. The Jedi code doesn't really suit him... I think he had two dark side points at the end of the game. May have been three. I don't know, I was trying to avoid thinking about it.
Lela
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Tell him to just think of a super annoying goodie two-shoes and do that. Eventually he'll get the drift.
Or not and play as he likes. We enjoy it.
Whether or not I agree with giving him a Dark Side point (I'm, personally, up in the air) I still like seeing him be somewhat evil. It's fun to watch.
Or not and play as he likes. We enjoy it.
Whether or not I agree with giving him a Dark Side point (I'm, personally, up in the air) I still like seeing him be somewhat evil. It's fun to watch.
Neverwinter Knight
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I remember a certain "innocent" old baker lady in Homlet. The was evil, but innocent none the less...Dr Midnight said:
Breakstone
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Sounds like it was a fun session, Doc!
Narrow escapes, the vacuum of space, wookies using storm troopers as weapons... it's always fun in Star Wars!
Narrow escapes, the vacuum of space, wookies using storm troopers as weapons... it's always fun in Star Wars!
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