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The End of Anonymous, Dark Jedi Edition

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The time is upon us. I know it took a while to get here, but the wait is over.

In this thread, the endings to Anonymous, Dark Jedi will finally be posted.

The story up until this point:

Anonymous and the Jedi Academy: http://pastebin.com/4CnRuKCP
Anonymous the Padawan: http://pastebin.com/2TtnN1yu
Anonymous, Dark Jedi (Part 1): http://pastebin.com/ANySBUK2
Anonymous, Dark Jedi (Part 2): http://pastebin.com/c4yYUP6S

Let's do it.
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>You approach the planet and transmit the proper clearance codes prior to landing in the academy hanger.
>As you navigate in through the hanger bay doors, you notice that it is mostly barren, save for only a few of the ships that are reserved for non-combat purposes.
>After landing in the appropriate section and powering down the ship, you step outside and make for the archives.
>There is a new purpose in your head, one that is all too clear, but first you need to resolve one last loose end.
>Upon entering the academy's archives, you proceed to the primary computer and search for any and all information relating to Mestare; its location and otherwise.
>Doing this yields several results, but it appears that Scorpan never added the information from your ship's navicomputer to the archives.
>Likely to keep it all to himself, then.
>All for the better.
>As you leave the archives, you sense a dark presence approaching the academy: Scorpan's ship, right on time for a date with destiny.
>Your mind is clear and unclouded by doubt, fear or worry as you walk towards the hanger to meet with him.
>When the doors open and you lay your eyes upon him, he looks at you and smiles.
>Two of his attendants lurk behind him, hooded and faceless.
>"Nito," he greets you with a grin. "I did not expect to find you here so early."
Almost as an afterthought, you bow before him. "I was just returning from the archives, my master."
>"Ah, depositing the holocrons from the Jedi Archives? Good. Those holocrons are likely all that remains of the Jedi Order!"
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>>28539161
I've waited so long, and it has paid off. Glad to have you back Sarge.
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>>28539199

>Uproarious laughter follows his statement as he clutches his side.
>He walks past you and you take up position behind him, with his attendants behind you.
"I left after my mission was complete, my master. But not before making contact with Inquisitor Adagio in the archives and assisting her in her tasks."
>"Nevermind that. The Jedi Temple is no more! The Jedi are no more!" he exclaims with glee you thought he would only exhibit during torture. He sounds positively elated. "And it was I, alone, who dealt the death blow to Grand Master Celestia!"
>His words, the way he walks, the wicked joy in his tone all make it clear that he is gorged on his own ego.
>"A shame that the Force Hunters appeared and ruined an otherwise flawless attack," Scorpan muses. "We will need those mestarian crystals from your vessel, Nito."
"Of course, my lord."
>As he approaches the door leading to the main hall, he stops and turns halfway to look at you. "How many Jedi did you kill?"
"I managed to execute several of the younger initiates, but the masters eluded me."
>"No matter," he smiles. "Enough of their council was killed on the field of battle. Undoubtedly many more died in the temple, to Sith or Force Hunter alike."
>He opens the door and strides into the main hall, clasping his hands together.
>"Great things are in the works, Nito! Fantastic things! When the Emperor learns that Lord Tirek failed to kill Celestia, and that I was the one to accomplish this task, he will undoubtedly reward me greatly!"
"I can only imagine, my lord."
>Scorpan pauses to look up the great steps to Tirek's office, undoubtedly imagining himself in his master's place.
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>>28539216

>"The Force Hunters put a dent in our plans, but no matter. Coruscant is in chaos, the Republic Navy is scattered, half of the Senate was wiped out---and the Jedi! The Jedi and their temple are gone!"
"My lord, perhaps some could have escaped?" you point out
>He shrugs it off. "No matter. The council is broken without Celestia. All that remains are the Force Hunters, and if my intelligence is to be correct, most of them were buried with the Jedi Temple when it fell!"
>Again he laughs, the bothan stopping only after shaking his head and wiping his eyes.
>"I must say, I never thought a day such as this could make me so... happy."
'Then you will die happy,' you think.
>Scorpan composes himself. "I think there is only one further thing that can truly make this occasion, Nito." He looks back at you and continues, "The Jedi you slew; they died in combat?"
"They did."
>"Honorable ends, but not innocent ones," he muses. "I think, now that you have proven your devotion and loyalty, that it is time for you to face your final challenge before I name thee a true Sith."
"I stand ready, my master."
>Scorpan looks at his two attendants. "Fetch the prisoners for the Sacrifice."
>They both bow and leave.
>The bothan looks upon you with a face that seems almost proud.
>More for himself than for you, of course.
>"Ah, we've come a long way, haven't we Nito?"
>He approaches and places a hand on your shoulder, taking a deep, reflective breath.
>"This is the beginning of a new era, heralded by the Sith. Our Empire shall finally know true domination of the galaxy. Think of it, Nito---every planet, every people, subject to one rule, one ruler. We have paved the way for the end of the corrupt Republic and its mewling senators, the end of the Jedi and their foolish doctrines. The Force will soon be plagued no more by the Jedi, and the Sith will take our rightful place as rulers of the galaxy."
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>>28539222

>You are silent as he removes his hand and takes a few steps up the staircase, his back turned towards you.
>With your hand on your lightsaber, you think about striking him down, but now is not the time.
>He may be high on himself, but he could still very well sense such an attack coming.
>No, you need him to open himself up to attack, to wait for the right moment to strike.
>For he is going to die on this day: you have foreseen it.
>And it will be by your lightsaber that he falls.
>He turns around and looks down at you, staring into your eyes.
>Slowly, his smile fades and his brow furrows slightly.
>"Tell me, Nito, where is Maud?"
>You do not reply, but keep your hand on your lightsaber in its holster.
>"She left with you, and was with you in the temple, was she not?"
"She was, my lord."
>"And where is she now?"
"All around us," you reply. "She has become one with the Force."
>He blinks as a subtle, suspicious shift in his face slowly takes form.
>"And just what is that supposed to mean?"
"It was she who destroyed the Jedi Temple. She used her power to move earth upon the mountain within its base, crippling the supports of the temple. This destroyed the temple, and buried the Force Hunters along with herself."
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>>28539226

>"And why would she do this?" he asks, his voice sharp and growing sharper with each word.
"Because she had come to hate the Sith. She hated everything about them: their traditions, their treatment of lesser beings. As a slave once herself, she decided to not become a Sith, to not become what she hated the most."
>When Scorpan is silent, you decide to continue.
"And she did this so that I could escape from the Force Hunters, after I helped the remaining Jedi survive their attack."
>"Nito..." he growls, his eyes growing wide. "You will address me properly. Now explain yourself!"
"Of course, my master. After I destroyed the holocrons you had sent me to capture, I fought Inquisitor Adagio and her underlings. I then fought Coco and defeated her; she left the battle and killed no more Jedi. I reunited with all of my friends and ensured their survival by giving them the crate of mestarian crystals, and once they were free from the temple, Maud sacrificed herself so that we could all escape."
>You almost wish you had a camera, for the look upon his face is priceless.
>Visibly trembling with rage, Scorpan reaches into his pocket and takes out the remote, pointing it at your head.
>But he does not press the button.
>Instead, his hand shaking in fury, he snarls, "You... You have no friends!"
"I have many, and though I could not save all of them, I saved enough of them."
>The Sith Lord seems almost ready to explode as he shouts, "You think I will forgive this, Nito?!"
>But you are not afraid of him, nor of his remote.
"I don't give a damn what you forgive, my lord. I care neither for your approval nor judgment."
>"I hold your life in my hands!" he shouts. "You dare disobey my commands? You dare spit in my face and assume I will swallow these insults?!"
Unwavering, unyielding, you stare him down. "I dare."
>He takes a step down, still pointing the remote at your head.
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>>28539240

>"Insolent, pathetic, arrogant fool! I created you! You only live because of me! Each breath you take is mine! Every second you exist is because I allow it! I am your master, and you are my slave!"
"I was never your slave, and I never will be. You failed."
>"I did not fail!" he all but screams, the veins on his neck and forehead bulging. "You are my tool, my weapon! I created you and I can just as easily destroy you!"
"Killing me means only that you have failed to control me."
>"Oh, is that what you think?!" He descends the last few steps to stand only a few yards in front of you. "I have always been your superior! My power is vast, far greater than your own! I am a Sith Lord, and I slew Grand Master Celestia!"
"You stabbed her in the back like a coward."
>"She fell to MY blade and MY blade alone!" he retorts. "I don't need a lightsaber to control you. I have THIS!"
>He shakes his remote-holding hand again, threatening to push the button.
>"Do you think me so cowardly that I will not push this, Nito? That I will not end your life in an instant?! You will obey, or I will annihilate you where you stand!"
>At that moment, the doors at the side of the room open up.
>You turn your head to the side and see who the attendants have fetched for Scorpan's ritual.
>It is as you foresaw in the mountain: Flash and Noteworthy, their hands bound in metal mag-cuffs.
>Flash has been their prisoner for a while now, and it shows upon his body.
>His flesh is pale from lack of light and he seems thinner from lackluster portions of food.
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>>28539248

>Scars and bruises from torture sessions and interrogations have left a map upon his body, but one look at his face tells you that he was never broken.
>Even now, as he is forced to walk forward, he carries himself with dignity and strength.
>Noteworthy, comparatively, was a prisoner for a much shorter period of time but is much worse for wear.
>Without Flash's fortitude or faith, he broke easily.
>His face is streaked with tears and he is wounded, walking with his head bowed slightly.
>Flash approaches his doom without fear, but Noteworthy is already begging to be let go.
>They have to prod him with electric batons to get him to move up.
>You stare into Flash's eyes as he sees you.
>"Anon..." he mutters, almost surprised.
>"Please, I didn't mean it!" Noteworthy cries out as he is forced to his knees on your right while Flash is marched to your left. "I didn't mean any of it! Honestly!"
>You look down at the chagrian, who stares up at you.
>"Anon, please, you have to help me. Make them understand that I---"
>"SILENCE!" Scorpan shouts, and the attendant prods him again to make it so.
>The other one forces Flash onto his knees, so they are both made to kneel alongside you.
>Scorpan looks at them both, then at you.
>He holds up the remote.
>"Now listen well, Nito... I AM IN COMMAND! I am the one in control! You are nothing, do you understand? NOTHING!"
>He shouts, spittle flying from his muzzle as he looks at you with burning eyes.
>"You are going to obey, or you will DIE! You are my tool, and that means you are a tool of the Dark Side! You have no choice but to obey!"
>"Please!" Noteworthy again cries out, but Scorpan again shouts at him to be quiet, which earns him another beating with the electro-stick.
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>>28539257

>He turns his attention back to you. "The only thing in your future is the Dark Side, Nito. I am your master, and that means you will be Sith! Now take out your lightsaber."
>You do nothing.
>He holds up his hand, threateningly keeping his thumb over the detonator. "I SAID TAKE OUT YOUR LIGHTSABER!"
>You slide it out of your holster and hold it, but do not activate it.
>The Sith Lord lowers the remote, but keeps it pointed forward.
>"Good little droid," he mutters. "You will not forsake your own life, I see, no matter how defiant you are... I was right. You will need more tinkering in the lab. Even if I need to replace your entire body and have you as nothing more than a brain in a jar, SO BE IT! You are mine, and you will OBEY!"
>Scorpan is silent for a moment as he fumes, taking deep breaths.
>Alongside you, Flash sits stoically, maintaining his composure, while Noteworthy softly weeps on the other side.
>The Sith Lord straightens, though he is still gritting his teeth hard enough to snap durasteel in half, before he clears his throat and speaks.
>"Now, then... The Sacrifice."
"I already know what it is."
>"You will not interrupt!" he shouts back. "It is a Sith tradition: the taking of an innocent life. Not soldiers in war, nor mercenaries hired to kill, nor pirates looking for murder, nor Jedi dying in battle. Truly innocent lives who cannot defend themselves, who cannot fight back!"
>He points at Flash and Noteworthy.
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>>28539264

>"You will destroy an innocent life, and let the Dark Side change you! You will know the Dark Side, or you will be destroyed yourself!"
You look at each of them, then at him. "And which would you like me to destroy?"
>"I don't care," he says. His face changes a bit then, as if struck by inspiration. "But, how would you like your torture and procedure after this ceremony to proceed? Terrifying or terrifyingly brutal? If you would prefer the latter, kill both of them to please me."
"You are too kind, my lord."
>He immediately flies into a fury and all but screams at you, "Stand there and spit insults all you like! You only have a choice because I allow it to be so!"
>As you stare him down, you think about how much of a simpleton he now seems.
>The bothan, normally so composed and so in control, has been reduced to nothing but anger and rage.
>A Sith he may be, but at his core, when you take away what he thinks he has control over, he cannot maintain his bearing.
>All his power, all his posturing, all his superiority, it all fades when confronted with something he cannot control.
>This must have been what he was like after losing Sunset as an apprentice, and why he was so intent on controlling you through artificial means.
>As you witness him spitting and stomping, holding the remote that represents your death in his hand and keeping his thumb merely centimeters above the detonator, you are stricken with how little reverence he inspires as a Sith Lord.
>You stand here now, unafraid, with a clearer purpose than he ever could have instilled within you.
>As you are calm and he is raging, now would be a good time to strike.
>But the situation is treacherous...
>As angry as he is, his focus is still squarely upon you and there is a chance he could see the attack coming.
>If so, then you will die.
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>>28539270

>"You will destroy an innocent life, and let the Dark Side change you! You will know the Dark Side, or you will be destroyed yourself!"
You look at each of them, then at him. "And which would you like me to destroy?"
>"I don't care," he says. His face changes a bit then, as if struck by inspiration. "But, how would you like your torture and procedure after this ceremony to proceed? Terrifying or terrifyingly brutal? If you would prefer the latter, kill both of them to please me."
"You are too kind, my lord."
>He immediately flies into a fury and all but screams at you, "Stand there and spit insults all you like! You only have a choice because I allow it to be so!"
>As you stare him down, you think about how much of a simpleton he now seems.
>The bothan, normally so composed and so in control, has been reduced to nothing but anger and rage.
>A Sith he may be, but at his core, when you take away what he thinks he has control over, he cannot maintain his bearing.
>All his power, all his posturing, all his superiority, it all fades when confronted with something he cannot control.
>This must have been what he was like after losing Sunset as an apprentice, and why he was so intent on controlling you through artificial means.
>As you witness him spitting and stomping, holding the remote that represents your death in his hand and keeping his thumb merely centimeters above the detonator, you are stricken with how little reverence he inspires as a Sith Lord.
>You stand here now, unafraid, with a clearer purpose than he ever could have instilled within you.
>As you are calm and he is raging, now would be a good time to strike.
>But the situation is treacherous...
>As angry as he is, his focus is still squarely upon you and there is a chance he could see the attack coming.
>If so, then you will die.
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>>28539277

Whoops, ignore that

>The choice he has laid out to you must seem, to him, like a very simply one: kill one, kill both, or die.
>But you can already see the illusion there, for there are at least two more choices, and even then the choices only grow more complex when you reflect on them.
>To you, time seems to crawl slowly to a near stand-still, and you realize that this is the moment.
>Luna foresaw this, as did you.
>This is the Shatterpoint.
>It's strange... you had anticipated this moment, prepared for it, but now that you are here it is almost overwhelming.
>This moment, this choice, it represents the end of your journey up until now and the beginning of a new one.
>These seconds are your final moments as the person you have been up until this moment, for the choice you make now will change you.
>Time, like a single rope, is uncoiling into threads.
>Each thread winds outward from the same source, but is completely distinct from the others.
>And, the more you think about it, the more you come to realize that you have five choices in this moment.
>Five threads, five paths, five futures.
>But only one choice can be made.
>What are these five choices, then?
>Death, while lingering beyond each other option, is something you could choose.
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>>28539284

>What would happen if you simply refused his offer?
>He would probably kill you, but the despair and frustration he would experience upon realizing his failure to control you, his failure as a master, would drive him to nearly unprecedented levels of self-destruction.
>Even if he were to raise the remote and destroy you, another could rise up and take your place to strike him down.
>Such as Flash.
>You look at him now, your fellow Padawan and friend, and wonder if he could still fight.
>He has stayed strong through his connection with the Force, uncompromising in his dedication to both the Jedi and the light.
>Even now, as he kneels and faces his possible death, he does not flinch.
>Flash's eyes stray upwards and meet yours, and there is no hatred in them, no fear.
>His breathing is calm and steady.
>If you were to fall, or if you were to attack Scorpan, could you rely on him for support?
>Memories of your time together with him play in your mind.
>You recall how headstrong and abrasive he was when you were first brought together on Yavin 4.
>How angry he was when you spoke with him before your match in the tournament.
>The fierce duel you two shared, and his defeat at your hands.
>Then, his change, as he came to accept you when you both became Padawans under Master Luna.
>He was there when you killed Coco's father, in order to save Flash's life.
>He was there when you faced a Force Hunter on Nar Shadda.
>And when you revealed yourself to him, when you showed him who Nito truly was, you remember how he reacted.
>He was disappointed in you, for perhaps the first time in your relationship.
>Because he had stayed true, while you had strayed from the light.
>And now here you stand, contemplating freeing him and risking both of your lives... or taking his.
>You recall well the words of the spirit on Mestare, the vision you experienced there.
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>>28539289

>If you do not take a life here, you will not know the Dark Side, and you will not find balance.
>What would happen if you freed your fellow Padawan and attacked Scorpan?
>When he falls, what is left?
>The light.
>But then the question remains: can you defeat Scorpan?
>You have foreseen it, foreseen him dying at the end of your lightsaber, but can it be achieved by yourself?
>What if you want to achieve balance, but do not want to kill Flash?
>That leaves another option.
>You look over at Noteworthy now, and you cannot help but pity him.
>Running from both the Jedi and the Sith, being tortured inwardly by the former and physically by the latter, has taken its toll on him.
>He was always somewhat frail, in body and spirit.
>Nervous and self-conscious, and very aware of both.
>You recall saving his life on Ilum, and how grateful he was for it.
>In a way, he began to idolize you for it.
>You wonder if you leaving the Jedi was what inspired him to do the same.
>How must he have felt when he tried to sneak out, but was not confronted by anyone else on the way out?
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>>28539298

>He got along with the others at the temple, but were you the only one he considered a friend?
>In breaking his vows to the Jedi, he sought power from the Sith, but he couldn't stomach their ways.
>And then, when he found out who you were, he tried to convince you to come with him.
>At the time, when you felt lost, you made the decision to take him to your master.
>An action you can now only regret as you look upon his hurt form.
>Or can you?
>Noteworthy could be your path to balance.
>His role, throughout all of this, could be that he is the key to freeing yourself from the bonds of the Sith.
>You could slay him, which would disarm Scorpan and think that you are falling in line, before freeing Flash.
>Then you both could take on the unprepared Sith Lord.
>But as you look upon Noteworthy now, can you honestly say that you are ready to take his life?
>The Sacrifice is not so much about the life you take, but what you give up of yourself.
>Flash is facing his potential death with dignity and without fear, but Noteworthy is very much afraid.
>He looks up at you now, silently begging to not be killed.
>But if you spare him, what future will he have?
>If he does survive, you could make amends with him for putting him through this torture and simply let him go, as he intended to before.
>Perhaps, if Braeburn yet lives, you can free him as well and send them both on their way.
>But there is little question in your mind as to whether or not he can help you fight Scorpan.
>In the condition he is in, he could barely swing a lightsaber.
>If you were to seriously consider killing one of them in order to remain in the grey, another important factor to consider is what impact they will have on the future.
>If Flash survives, he will most likely rejoin the Jedi and remain a warrior for the light, fighting against the Sith and the Force Hunters.
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>>28539308

>If Noteworthy survives, he will most likely go off into hiding with Braeburn and not contribute to any of the wars ahead.
>In a way, then, could you justify taking Noteworthy's life as the lesser of two evils?
>Or, to put it more accurately, the lesser of two goods?
>But finding cause in killing either of them is null if you reject the Dark Side, reject the grey, and strive to save them both, either through attacking Scorpan or denying him.
>No… No, listen to yourself.
>You cannot treat these men like commodities!
>How can you possibly choose one life over another?
>Flash is your friend, your brother, your fellow Padawan.
>Noteworthy may have strayed, but you have no right to his judge, jury and executioner.
>Treating either of them like mere things that you need to be rid of in order to obtain balance fundamentally fails to value them as people who matter.
>To take one of their lives, just so you can get something you want, is selfish.
>But if you want to walk the path of balance, you must!
>And yet, there is a fifth option.
>You feel a slight chill creeping up your spine, but remain calm and collected as you consider the implications of it.
>Killing them both.
>Why have just a little taste of the Dark Side, when you can have more of it?
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>>28539314

>Even as you think about it, you begin to see the possibilities it could bring.
>If killing only one of them would settle Scorpan, then killing both could truly lull him into a false sense of security.
>He would be so sure of his superiority, of his restored control, that you could destroy him in a moment of pride.
>What's more, the power you could stand to gain from the Dark Side would only be greater the more of it you allow into yourself.
>You could annihilate Scorpan and become even more powerful than you are now---it would only serve to benefit you.
>Yet even still…
>As you think about slaying the others, you recall another factor that will play a big role, regardless of the choice you make.
>Master Luna.
>It was she who first warned you of the Shatterpoint, of this moment, and she will deal with the consequences of your choice as surely as you.
>When this happens, when you make your choice, she will know.
>What kind of choice would she make, if she were in your position?
>How will she react to the choice you do make?
>And Sunset is with her.
>She, too, will have to deal with the consequences of your choice---and so will all of the others.
>The Jedi, Coco, the Sith---everyone will be affected.
>The pressure makes it almost difficult to breathe and it only becomes more constricting.
>The conflict within you builds steadily, getting worse and worse as you consider the consequences of your actions.
>It almost makes you wish you could do nothing, but doing nothing is a choice of its own.
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>>28539320

>You are here, the choice is unavoidable; there is no way to escape the Shatterpoint.
>All you can do is choose.
>As you look up at Scorpan, the Sith Lord's lips slowly unfurl into a nasty snarl.
>Flash's mind is calm, clear, and this allows him to reach out to you and speak through the Force.
>"I forgive you, Anon."
>The words are staggering, and you know that regardless of the choice you make, Flash will bear you no ill will.
>Noteworthy, on the opposite side, cheeks stained with tears, is humming.
>You remember it as the song his mother taught to him; it brings him comfort in this terrifying moment of facing his mortality.
>He hums it now and thinks of her, knowing that she might well be the last thing he ever thinks about.
>You look down at your lightsaber, watching the light play off of its metal surface, thinking about how this will be the instrument of your transformation.
>Closing your eyes, you let go of yourself, seeking answers from the Force.
>You become the focal point of a nexus of time as you contemplate the choice for what feels like an immeasurable amount of moments.
>You see the choices, you have them laid out before you.
>The shadow of the Dark Side hangs over some of them, a few more obscured by it than the others.
>Some are bathed in the light, while some are bathed in grey fog.
>All that you have done, all that you are, has led to this.
>Not even the Force can prolong it any longer.
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>>28539334

>As you open your eyes and time seems to resume, you grip your lightsaber tightly.
>Scorpan holds the remote and shakes it as he all but screams at you the word you heard in your vision in the heart of the mountain at the Jedi Temple.
>"CHOOSE!"
>His scream echoes through the hall, but resonates even more within you, echoing through your very soul.
>You can't say that you are ready, or that you ever will or could be, but this is it.
>The end.
>You look at him and make your choice.
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Hey there.

Sarge here.

I feel compelled to, at this point here at the end, break the flow of things and speak to you, the readers, directly. I don’t normally do this in the context of an update, but I think it’s important now because I’ve been planning on this for a while.

Firstly, just to get it out of the way, I’m sorry for how long this took. A story this long in the making has been both creatively rewarding and frustrating, for me and for you. I won’t spend much time on this part---you know, life happens, excuses, whatever---but I will say that during my breaks from this story to work on other projects, I never forgot about you guys. You’ve made this a wonderful ride from beginning to end and I was always motivated to deliver the green and felt bad when I couldn’t because of how much I love you guys.

Secondly, and this is the very important part, the thing I’ve been building up to up until now, the reason why I’ve spent so long in planning and hiding, working in secret and such: YOU are Anon. You, the person reading this right now, are Anon. You’ve been Anon all along; after all, the story is in second-person perspective. You’ve been Anon since the beginning; you’ve been him during all the ups and downs. Maybe our protagonist hasn’t done everything the way you would have, but none of that matters at this moment, because you’re about to make a choice. The next post contains five choices, with five pastebin links. You’ve read the story, you know what’s at stake. You’re in Anon’s shoes. You decide.

And whatever ending you choose, that’s the one that you stick with. That’s the choice that you made in his place. Even if you go and read the others (which I encourage) you’ll always know, deep down, that when you were faced with this situation, you made the choice you made, and you’ll have to live with it and its consequences, forever, until you die.

No pressure or anything.

Good luck, Anon.

May the Force be with you.
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>Kill Them Both
Take both lives. End their suffering! The only way to truly know the Dark Side is to immerse yourself in it. You know this to be true! Make them your strength and use your new power to strike down Scorpan to take revenge for making him kill your allies. Do it! Strike them down, and your training will be complete!
http://pastebin.com/94sUWXN0

>Do Nothing
Refuse. Rise above his threats, his boasts of control. The only one in true control of your destiny is you, and you choose to no longer follow him. Cast aside your lightsaber and stand as an example of his folley. Take away all of his illusions of control. Make him fail. You are not a droid. You are alive. He will never crush your spirit. Remember: There is no death.
http://pastebin.com/vPNR0wdr

>Kill Flash
Take Flash's life. Noteworthy is the more innocent of the two, guilty only of indecision and weakness. Flash upheld his vows to the Jedi Order. More than that, he is willing to sacrifice himself for you. Ending his life would please Scorpan and open him up to attack, but can you truly take his life? And what would Master Luna think of you killing him?
http://pastebin.com/yeCvFvAA

>Kill Noteworthy
Take Noteworthy's life. You must take an innocent life to know the Dark Side. If you do this, you could have Flash help you defeat Scorpan. Noteworthy fled from everything. This moment, this Sacrifice, is not just about you. It is about him as well, for his sacrifice will allow you to free Flash, defeat Scorpan and know the path of balance. But is it worth it?
http://pastebin.com/phAi0BE3

>Attack Scorpan
You feel the Dark Side, hear the commands of the Sith Lord. You will not obey. No more doubt, no more wallowing in darkness, no more fear. You know now what you must do. You fought for your friends at the Jedi Temple, and you will fight for them now! You will not forsake them, you will not take their lives, but you will take the life of this Sith and redeem yourself!
http://pastebin.com/Nw2DNbJy
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>>28539277
>>28539270
Sarge buddy, you double posted.
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>>28539361

That's why I said Whoops, ignore that in >>28539284

I was too excited, I went off early, it happens to lots of guys

Anyway, uh

>>28539359

I guess this is the end

I don't have a big thing written or anything, but I'd like to know what you got and what you thought, so please let me know in the posts to follow!
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>>28539346
You don't have to apologize, sarge. A lot of us have been here since the first thread, and we're here now. A little break isn't gonna stop us from enjoying the ride we've been on. If anything, we should be thanking you for sticking with us all the way through and finishing this wonderful story.

I love you, dude. Partially homo. You rock.
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>>28539403

I appreciate it, Anon.
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>>28539490
I'm just glad I was able to see this thing through from beginning to end. I was getting a little worried that I might miss the finale, or that I had already missed it since I've only been checking in once week or so since the break started.
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>>28539375
3, I feel empty right now. Sunset is gone. I have a lot of tears and I can barely see the board.
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>>28539628

Such is the path of pain.

It'll be alright, Anon.
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>>28539359
You make me speechless. Words fail.

All I can say is that I thoroughly enjoyed this story, and I cannot wait for An Anonymous Werewolf in Canterlot 3.

You are an artist.
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>>28539943
Which option did you pick?
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Hopefully more people turn up so we can have a proper get together for this finale.
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>>28539975
Light grey
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>>28539981
Good for you, I picked this as my first and final decision>>28539628
THE WOUNDS THAT WILL NOT HEAL!
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>>28539943

Thank you for reading, anon. It's been one hell of a ride, and I'm looking forward to Anonymous Werewolf 3 as well. I've been working with the drawfriend on it.

Speaking of which,

>>28539359

I'd like to take a moment to appreciate the great pic he made for this ending, based on this reference image I made for him. He's done great things for this story and really helped bring it to an entirely different level.
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>>28540003
I want to save all the images relevant to this story to my awesome folder. Are there more?
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>>28540037

I know that the drawfriend had an imgur album, but I don't have the link saved. I'll try and dig it up.
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>>28539346
This story has been an amazing ride from beginning to end. Thank you for everything, Sarge!
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>>28540037

Here we are.

http://imgur.com/a/UjOcb
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>>28540112
Based.
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>>28540111

That's beautiful, I love it. Thanks for that, anon.
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>>28539359
>Attack Scorpan
>Anon being a smartass
Loving it so far
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>>28539359
>pick do nothing
the feels
if there's ever a short epilogue based on this ending, I hope sunset and anon get to be together in the force
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>>28540610

I might add an epilogue to it later on. It would help, as all of the non-canon endings are meant to have them.

I hope you liked that one; it's the shortest of the bunch, and I think I could've added more to it, but I think it's effective for what it is.
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>>28540738
>all of the non-canon endings are meant to have them.
so it seems that light grey seems to be the canon ending?
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>>28540800

Yes. This was planned for some time; my unnamed confidant with whom I planned these endings and I always felt that would be the true ending, were I to ever continue the story.
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>>28540852
Now I want to see this as originally intended. Theatric cut, THEATRIC CUT, THEATRIC CUT!
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>>28539161
Fuck, just when I forgot this existed.
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>>28540940

Well, I assure you that I always planned for multiple endings, but only one would be canon.

After all, what would Star Wars be if there weren't conflicting and competing canons?
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>>28541008
That is true. I cant wait to see the epilogue for my choice. 3).>>28539628
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>>28541360

Well, I know at least one of the other writers in the chat said he has material ready for the thread, so we have that to look forward to.
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>>28541550
I too have written some story while we've been away.
However, I'm not going to post it now since I'd like to add a few more posts worth.

For those who don't know my story can be found in the general pastebin at the beginning of the thread. It's about 150 pages long as of this moment, so if you haven't read it there's plenty to catch up on.
Otherwise, you can read the latest chapter to get a bit of a refresher.
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>>28541616

Looking forward to it
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>>28541616
I will now dedicate my week to reading your shit, you will have that long to update before I catch up. I cried like a bitch for Sarge and don't regret a second of it. Even though I have no intention of reading or saving the kill them both option.
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>>28539359
So, Is the canon ending hidden among them or none of this endings are canon?

I'm the anon who wanted Noteworthy to die like a little bitch since day one btw, but goddamit my hidden "goody-two-shoes" acted today and made me pussy out.

Don't read this shit niggas

huh, I expected a "perish like a dog but be redeemed".Damn I have mixed feelings.

NIIIICE
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>>28541716
Did you pick the path of pain like I did? Also killing Noteworthy is the cannon end.>>28540610
>>28540738
>>28540800
>>28540852
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>>28541550
I'll give this thread a little time so people can come and see your story before I post my own. As of right now, I've got 5 updates ready to go. Hopefully, I'll have 6 by tomorrow night.

Once again, magnificent work on your story, Sarge. I loved it.
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>>28541716
>I'm the anon who wanted Noteworthy to die like a little bitch since day one btw, but goddamit my hidden "goody-two-shoes" acted today and made me pussy out.

Hah, just as planned.

It was him humming his mom's song before his death that did it, wasn't it?
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>>28541810
Not the same dude, but this guy>>28539628
that was what got me, cant really believe how much of a cunt Luna was and then when I read her reaction to Noteworthy dying instead. But now all I want to see is how Coco reacts to Anon after he shows up on her HQs lawn. Another chance would be nice.
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>>28541810
You fucker, at first I was like hell yeah you little bitch

Then that instant THAT INSTANT right there changed everything, that shit made me remember my grandma... you.

Then that part when Anon realised he took braeburn's punishment.

GOD FUCKING SHIT.
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I wouldn't mind collecting some data.

Which ending did you choose first?

http://www.strawpoll.me/11338554

Which ending did you like the most?

http://www.strawpoll.me/11338557
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>>28540852
The universe you have set up is ripe for exploration.
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>>28541751
ma nigga.
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>>28539359
And so a great ride comes to an end.
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>>28543254
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>>28541900
Sergeant Nonymous.

Your story is something I have not experienced in a long time. I been reading since the very beginning. I have patiently waited for your returns. I think about your story through out the day, waiting to come home and read. It has been one hell of an adventure and I enjoyed every moment of it. I greatly look forward to any future writings. If not, thank you for everything and may the force be with you always.

P.S. I have chosen the attack Scorpan ending but I do not have the time to read it tonight. If thread is still up I will leave some more feedback.
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>>28541008
>After all, what would Star Wars be if there weren't conflicting and competing canons?
In a world where breasts aren't legendary.
I don't want to live in that world.
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>>28542943

And one day I might, but for now I'll move on to other projects.

>>28543254
>>28543261

I don't know what will happen to the general, but it's going to need someone else or a group of writers to keep it going now. Otherwise, yes, the ride will be up. Part of me didn't want to finish my story because I was worried that the general would end afterwards, but the other half knew that I couldn't stretch it out any more.

>>28543476

Thanks for those words, anon. I'm glad you've enjoyed the story up until now, it means a lot.

>>28543522

Breasts are only a myth, anon.
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>>28539346
I cant believe it.....the.. ride its over im not ready for this
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>>28539375
Ive been here since the beginning and i just gotta say this has been one hell of a ride
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But wait what's that?
Another writefag writing content?
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http://pastebin.com/Asupikew


> Your continued struggle with the Mandalorians was beginning to tire you out. Having to carry Applejack out of harms way was not easy.
> Twilight seemed to be having a much easier time. Although she didn’t have a second person to worry about.
> Getting pushed back you and Twilight regroup and fight back to back.
> “This isn’t going well.”
“I’m open to suggestions.” Twilight mutters.
> Both Mandalorians close in on you with vibroblades and pistols in hand. Until a prominent figure lands right next to you.
“Master Cadence!”
“Take Applejack and get out of here. We’re leaving.”
> “But master now that you’re here we can take them.”
“We have no quarrel with these Mandalorians. Don’t forget the mission comes first.”
> “But master-”
“That’s an order Anonymous!”
> You had almost forgotten how scary she could be. Knowing better than to talk back to her both you and Twilight pick up Applejack by the shoulders to carry her.
“You’re not getting away!” Screamed the senior Mandalorian.
> Both of them charged Master Cadence. Leaving her no room to run, but then she had not planned on running.
> Just before they strike she spins and leaps to evade their weapons. Grabbing each by the arm and sending them flying in opposite directions.
“Why you little-” They both retort before noticing that their jetpacks were about to overload.
> Releasing the magnetic locks just before they explode.
> In that split second she had not only diverted their attack, but damaged their gear as well.
> Unreal. She was so fast you didn’t even see her draw her weapon.
“Come on Anon.” Twilight exclaims.
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>>28545307
Woooooo!
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>>28545307

> Your continued struggle with the Mandalorians was beginning to tire you out. Having to carry Applejack out of harms way was not easy.
> Twilight seemed to be having a much easier time. Although she didn’t have a second person to worry about.
> Getting pushed back you and Twilight regroup and fight back to back.
> “This isn’t going well.”
“I’m open to suggestions.” Twilight mutters.
> Both Mandalorians close in on you with vibroblades and pistols in hand. Until a prominent figure lands right next to you.
“Master Cadence!”
“Take Applejack and get out of here. We’re leaving.”
> “But master now that you’re here we can take them.”
“We have no quarrel with these Mandalorians. Don’t forget the mission comes first.”
> “But master-”
“That’s an order Anonymous!”
> You had almost forgotten how scary she could be. Knowing better than to talk back to her both you and Twilight pick up Applejack by the shoulders to carry her.
“You’re not getting away!” Screamed the senior Mandalorian.
> Both of them charged Master Cadence. Leaving her no room to run, but then she had not planned on running.
> Just before they strike she spins and leaps to evade their weapons. Grabbing each by the arm and sending them flying in opposite directions.
“Why you little-” They both retort before noticing that their jetpacks were about to overload.
> Releasing the magnetic locks just before they explode.
> In that split second she had not only diverted their attack, but damaged their gear as well.
> Unreal. She was so fast you didn’t even see her draw her weapon.
“Come on Anon.” Twilight exclaims.
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>>28545372
Double post disregard this.
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>>28545307

> The two of you make it outside where you find a back alley to hide Applejack while you wait for your masters to rendezvous with you.
> “Twilight do you think you can heal Applejack?”
“A little, but I’m nowhere near as good as Fluttershy.”
> “Do what you can. Master Cadence should be able to take over when she gets here.”
> You needn’t wait long as both your masters meet up with you only minutes later.
“We found out where our target is hiding, but it’s possible that they will be long gone by the time we get there.” Shining Armor remarks.
“If so we’re back to square one again.” Cadence adds.
“Masters we should take care of Applejack first. It’s possible she knows something about Blisk that we don’t.” Twilight interjects.
“Maybe. We shouldn’t stick around either way. We’ve no doubt drawn unwanted attention to ourselves. Let’s head back and hang low for awhile.” Says Shining Armor.
> Once you’re back at Pinkie’s ship you start properly treating Applejack’s wounds with some Kolto patches. She was in pretty bad shape even before her fight in the arena.
“She’s stable for now, but if we don’t get her proper medical treatment soon she’s only going to get worse.” Cadence says.
> “Then we’ll take her back to the fleet. Assuming Pinkie is willing to give us a ride.”
“Sure am. For a nominal fee of course.”
“Not a good idea. If we leave now we’ll never pick up the trail again.” Shining points out.
> “Then half of us will accompany Applejack while the other half stay behind.”
“No. We need everyone here. Applejack and Scorpan tried tackling this assignment alone and look how they faired. On top of that Master Scorpan is an expert on underground crime syndicates. If he couldn’t handle this then we’re going to need all the manpower we can get.” Cadence argues.
> So you couldn’t split up, but you couldn’t leave Applejack either.
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>>28545395

> “Pinkie do you know any back alley doctors who can make a house call?”
“Yeaaaah, but they all cost a pretty credit.”
“If you could call them here we’d be more than happy to compensate you.” Says Cadence.
“Okayie dokie then. Be right back.”
“I hope this all hasn’t been for nothing.” Says Twilight.
“Yeah me too Twily.”
> The doctor comes and goes. Telling you all that Applejack needs now is rest.
> Things weren’t really going so well as you had hoped.
> Master Cadence and Shining Armor went out to scout this Signa’s Claw. Whatever or wherever it was. Leaving you and Twilight back on the Ebon Hawk.
> “This isn’t exactly how I envisioned this mission going.”
“That’s the problem with undercover missions. You never know what’s going to happen. All you can do is prepare for anything, and sometimes that isn’t enough.”
> “I really thought our masters would have a better grip on the situation.”
“Yeah. And Master Scorpan is still out there somewhere. I can feel it.”
> “What in the universe can he be doing out there. Leaving his apprentice for dead.”
“I‘m not sure, but if I ever get the chance I’ll-”
> Her sentence is cut short by an intense sensation.
“A-anon.”
> “I feel it too.”
> Both of you rush out of the starship and climb on top of it for a better vantage point.
> “This isn’t good. We need to get in touch with your brother and Cadence.”
“But they said they were going dark. If we contact them now it may jeopardize the mission.”
> “Then what are we supposed to do now?”
“I don’t know.”
> As both of you contemplate neither of you can take your eyes off the ship in the distance. Long slick and black. The mark of the Empire.
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Well I'll leave it at that for now. Not sure what I'm going to do now. I'll try to write for both my stories as of right now, but at some point I'm going to have to make a choice between the two.

Because we all have to make a decision.
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>>28545605
Is...is that foreshadowing?
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>>28545710
Actually I was merely hinting at Sarge's story.
But don't worry I'll have plenty of exciting things to write about in my next update.
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Does anyone know if Droid Anon is coming back?
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>>28543576
Is there going to be a follow up series of grey jedi anon and sunset or are we never going to see them again?
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I'll be available to post my update in about an hour.
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>>28546989

I'd like to write a series of short stories about the various challenges and things they face in the temples. I still have a lot of ideas for them.
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Alright, I'm here. Update incoming.

Last time, on Bounty Hunter Anon:
Anon, Sunset, and Pinkie Pie went to Dantooine to provide extra security for Senator Octavia Melody of Naboo. They discovered that another Republic Senator, Hoity Toity, was illegally capturing Kath Hounds, selling them for a profit, and had made plans to assassinate Octavia with a bomb.
They managed to inform The Wonderbolts in time, but only just barely. The bomb went off and killed Spitfire. Octavia survived. All of them are currently on a cruiser back to Naboo. Anon and Sunset have decided that their next move is to assassinate Senator Hoity Toity.
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>A couple of hours later, you get the announcement that the Republic cruiser has come out of lightspeed over Naboo.
>And not a moment too soon...
>You all had remained in the medical center's waiting area throughout the trip. Pinkie had fallen asleep.
>You wanted to catch a little rest yourself, but you couldn't stop thinking about Hoity Toity and how deep his corruption could be.
>Sunset could tell that you were deep in thought, but she didn't say anything to you. She never does.
>If you are troubled, or thinking hard about something, she doesn't interrupt your train of thought unless it's urgent. She knows you'll ask her for her input if you need it.
>It works when she's thinking hard about something too. You'll be there if she needs you, but you're not going to pry unless you have to.
>You wanted to talk to her right then, and Pinkie may have been asleep, but you were still on a Republic cruiser, and you were thinking about how you were going to kill a Republic senator.
>Unsurprisingly, the rest of the trip was very quiet.
>So once they announced that you were coming out of lightspeed, you were very relived.
"Finally."
>You stand up walk over to Pinkie. She's hanging her head over the back of her chair and snoring.
"Pinkie, get up. We're here."
>You pat her cheek a few times and she snores herself awake suddenly.
>"Woah-whaa?"
"We're here. Get up."
>"Oh. Okay." She yawns.
>You walk back to your seat and grab your helmet, slipping it on.
>Sunset walks over to you, her helmet on as well.
>"You ready?"
"I've been ready for hours."
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>"Good to hear." You can hear the grin on her face as she speaks.
>From down the hallway leading to intensive treatment, one of the guards in front of Octavia's door approaches you all.
>"Senator Melody wanted to speak with you all once more before you left."
"Alright. We'll be right in."
>He nods and walks back to Octavia's door and the three of you follow him.
>You step inside the small room and see Octavia laying in a bed and speaking to another one of the guards at her side.
>"...We will be ready to move you to the planet as soon as we touch down, Senator. It will be about five minutes."
>"Thank you very much, officer."
>He gets up and moves past you as he walks out into the hallway.
>Octavia has a few bandages and bruises on her face and arms. She's now wearing a white hospital tunic, and you can see that she has a few more bandages covering a part of her chest.
>Despite this, she smiles softly as she sees you enter.
>"Hello, you three."
"Hello, Senator."
>You and Sunset stand still and Pinkie moves in front of you both.
>"Hiya, Senator! Are you okay? Does anything hurt?"
>She giggles a little. "Yes, Pinkie, I'm alright. Thank you very much for asking."
>Pinkie smiles and moves to stand at your left.
>Octavia taps her thumbs together slowly and her smile fades a bit as she thinks of what to say.
>"I do... greatly appreciate what you all did. Despite going out of line and against regulation, doing so and learning what you did saved more lives that would have been lost otherwise... My own included."
"Just sitting still and waiting for bad stuff to happen doesn't really seem wise to me, Senator. We were just doing our job as best as we could."
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>She smiles softly again for a moment and looks to the ground. "As best as you could..."
>Her smile fades again and she rubs her shoulder.
>You know what she's thinking of. Hopefully, the waterworks aren't too big.
>"I'm no Jedi, but... I suppose it was just... Captain Spitfire's time... Her time to also become a part of the Force..." She closes her eyes and maintains her composure as she speaks. "I had been very close with her. With all of the Wonderbolts... She will be greatly missed."
>You look to Sunset for a moment.
>You can't help but imagine what it would be like if you lost her this way. It would probably tear you apart.
>She is more important to you than anyone else in the whole galaxy. Not just because she's an invaluable asset and a magnificent warrior that you're proud to fight with, but she's also a very good friend. The best, in fact.
>When her time does come, you only hope that she dies with honor and glory.
>Spitfire's time was cut short. You didn't like her, but she did her job well and with pride. That's admirable.
>She had so much more to look forward to. So much more she was ready to accomplish.
>And it was unfairly taken from her.
>Sunset looks to you for a moment and you look back to Octavia.
"I'm sorry we couldn't save her as well, Senator."
>"We tried. We really did."
>She looks up again and nods. "I know you did. I don't blame you." She pauses and thinks for a moment before sitting up straight. "When the one responsible is caught, he will be tried and sentenced to the punishment he deserves."
>Hoity Toity.
>He will be caught, definitely, and he will get what he deserves, but he won't have a chance to look for a scapegoat and potentially get out of this.
>The Republic will wait too long. He needs to be dealt with severely, and as soon as possible.
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>>28548027
>Pinkie speaks up. "So, what's gonna happen with Dantooine after this now?"
>Octavia sighs, looking a bit relieved to change the somber mood.
>"Honestly, I do not know. I felt like I could have been successful if I had more time. The governor of the planet was being very stubborn with me during our negotiations. He kept insisting that Dantooine could manage on its own. But then... everything happened."
>You can't help but think that this attack could be taken both ways.
>Dantooine can either see this as a sign that they need the Republic's assistance to combat attacks like this in the future, or as a sign that nothing good can come from being associated with them.
>Politics are absolutely terrible in every way.
>If Mandalorians were involved, they would have just invaded and conquered the planet overnight. It would have been almost too easy.
>But alas, the Republic isn't as strong-willed the Mando'ade.
"I'm sure everything will work out in time, Senator. You seem pretty resilient to me."
>She smiles again. "Thank you, Anonymous."
>You nod at her in response.
>A second later, the ship rumbles slightly.
>The cruiser itself has landed?
"Wow."
>"Must be refueling or something." Sunset adds.
>Other than crashes, you haven't actually seen a Republic cruiser of any kind touch down on a planet's surface before.
>You look back to Octavia. She's looking around the room as well. She probably wasn't expecting this either.
>She looks back at you once more. "Well, I suppose this is our stop."
>Looks like it.
"Senator, if you ever need our services again in the future, don't hesitate to ask."
>"I won't hesitate, thank you."
>The three of you turn to exit the room.
>Pinkie calls back to her. "Get better soon!"
>Octavia merely giggles and waves goodbye.
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>You pass another officer as he makes his way into the room as well and starts speaking to Octavia. You only hear the start of his sentence.
>Apparently, the Queen of Naboo herself wants to know how she's doing.
>The three of you leave the room and head down the hallway toward the exit.
>Pinkie taps your shoulder. "So, are we gonna talk about the plan now?"
You don't look at her. "Not yet."
>You need to get to your ship first.

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>"Mom and dad are back!"
>You laugh as you step aboard your ship again after Sunset, taking a deep breath through the nose as you remove your helmet.
>Oh, it feels so damn good to be here again.
>Everything is exactly how you left it. Your weapons in the armory, your speeder bike you bought on Tatooine, the main hold, it's such a beautiful sight.
>Sunset removes her helmet and stands in the doorway of the main hold, looking at everything with a smile.
"Sunset..."
>She looks back at you as you move to stand beside her and wrap an arm around her. The both of you look at your beautiful ship together, still smiling.
"...we're home."
>She giggles and squeezes you around the waist in return before heading to the cockpit.
>"Now let's get the hell out of here."
"Good idea."
>You turn around and see Pinkie behind you, also smiling.
>"Did I ever tell you I really liked your ship Anon?"
>You cross your arms and look her straight in the eyes.
"Don't get any ideas, Pinkie. It's mine."
>Sunset calls back from the cockpit. "It's mine too!"
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>>28548085
>You glance toward the cockpit for a second before turning to Pinkie again.
"Right. It's hers too. I bought it though."
>Sunset calls back from the cockpit once again. "I bought most of it!"
You roll your eyes and turn toward the cockpit. "Will you stop?! I'm trying to make a point here!"
>"Make the point correctly then! I picked it out, I paid for most of it, you just picked out the color!"
"It's my favorite color!"
>You hear Sunset start to laugh. It makes you laugh too.
>Pinkie starts laughing as well. "You guys are cute!"
>You set your helmet down on the table in the center of the room, still chuckling.
"Yeah, thanks."
>Sunset calls back the cockpit once more. "I'm cuter!"
"I know that!"
>You smile wide and Pinkie starts laughing again.
>The engines click and hum as Sunset starts up the ship.
>They hum a bit louder as the ship warms up and you walk into the armory to remove some of your equipment.
>"I'm gonna head to the cockpit too, okay Anon?"
"Alright, Pinkie. Tell Sunset to just stay in orbit for now. I'll be there in a minute."
>"Okie dokie!"
>She heads toward the cockpit and the ship rumbles beneath your feet as Sunset takes off.
>After removing your jetpack and weapons, you grab your datapad nearby and call Rarity.
>Let's see who this contact of hers is...

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>You press another button on the ship's controls as you begin your ascent through Naboo's atmosphere.
>It really is a beautiful planet, especially from up here.
>You can see the cruiser you all were just aboard, the spaceport, the entire city of Theed, and the Queen's palace. They all shrink as you continue through the clouds.
>"Hiya, Sunset!"
>Pinkie's here. Great.
"Hey, Pinkie."
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>She takes a seat in the co-pilot's chair on your right and swivels back and forth.
>"Anon says to just get into orbit! He'll be here soon!"
"Okay."
>The ship continues to break through the clouds and the blue sky starts to get darker as you press through the atmosphere.
>Pinkie spins in circles in the chair a couple of times, giggling to herself.
>Why is she in here?
"Do you need anything Pinkie?"
>She looks at you and gasps softly. "Oh yeah! I do, actually!"
>She stops spinning and faces you completely. Her smile fades, but her attention does not.
>"I was curious about what happened on Dantooine."
"Uh, what happened? What do you mean?"
>Well... Like, you didn't like being there, right? Like, you had yucky, woozy feelings in the canyons?"
>How did she know that?
You stare at her completely. "Yeah..?"
>"And, just before the bomb went off, you felt that wave of yucky woozy feeling in your gut, didn't you?"
"Yeah... Yeah, I did..."
>That's strange.
>Now that you think about it, she said something at the same time you felt that feeling in your gut. Like, "Oh goodness" or something like that.
>Pinkie looks back toward the rest of the ship for a moment.
>You follow her gaze. It's just you two in here. Anon is doing whatever he's doing right now.
>"What do you think about the Jedi and the Force, Sunset?"
>This is weird.
"Together? I don't know. I'm not too fond of the Jedi, if that's what you're asking. I know the Force exists, but I don't understand everything about how it works. Even though I'm Force Sensitive, I'm not familiar with-"
>She cuts you off. "Oh! So-So you do know that you're Force Sensitive?"
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You nod. "It was a recent discovery, but yeah. I have barely enough midichlorians in my blood to be Force Sensitive."
>She blinks once. "Oh! Okay!"
>She breathes a sigh of relief and looks out the viewport into the sky, now being dotted with distant stars as you leave the atmosphere.
"Is that what this is about? All those weird feelings in my gut, that was the Force?"
>She nods. "Yup. I felt it strongly around the Enclave too."
>You accelerate the ship more and get yourselves into orbit around Naboo.
"What did it mean?"
>"The Force is very strong there. Those are old ruins that once housed and trained many powerful Jedi Knights."
>Including Revan.
>She continues. "All those craters and holes around the Enclave and in the canyons were from Darth Malak's ship when he killed them all. All those who died, their life force, their energy, it still speaks to those who can hear it. Even after all this time."
>All you felt there was uneasiness and nausea. You were able to push past it, but it was still there.
"So... All that queasiness I felt, that was the Force telling me that tons of people had died?"
>She nods. "Basically."
>Wow. That's not even a little bit fun.
>This makes you hate being Force Sensitive.
"Then, what about what I felt just before the bomb went off? You felt it too, right?"
>"Yeah I did. That was just you sensing immediate danger. Have you ever felt that before?"
"Maybe I have, I don't know. I don't usually pay attention to how I'm feeling when me and Anon are on the job. We push past it until the job is done."
>She smiles and giggles a little. "When the job is done. Like your little back and forth you had with each other just now?"
"Yeah, stuff like that." You smile as well. "Anon is a great guy, and he knows how to be fun. He actually has a great sense of humor. But, he's still a no-nonsense Mandalorian. When it's time to work, he works. When our work is finished, or it's just us, then he brings out his fun side."
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>"And what do you think of that?"
"It's nice. I'm the same way. It's why we work so well together."
>She hums softly and leans back in the chair a little as you press a few more buttons on the control console.
>"So what's the deal with you two? Are you guys, like, a thing?"
>Woah, what?!
"A thing? Like a romantic thing? No! No we're not."
>She has this sly little grin on her face and she uses her toes to swivel back and forth in her chair.
>"Did ya ever want to be a 'thing' together with him?"
"No! We're just really good friends, and partners on a strictly professional level."
>"Oh, so you're in the friend zone then."
You roll your eyes a little. "No, neither of us are in the friend zone. I mean, yeah, we're friends, but we've never tried to be anything more."
>"Never even thought about it?"
"Well, of course I've thought about being something more. He's a great guy and all, but it would just-"
>Wait. What did you say?
>The actual realization of your statement suddenly hits you and you quickly cover your mouth.
>Pinkie's mouth opens into a large smile and she breathes in slowly.
>'You've thought about it before'. That's all she needed to hear.
"Uh..."
>"Ooooh my gosh, that is so cute!"
>You feel your face heat up. Whether from embarrassment or anger, you aren't quite sure.
>You press a button on the control console and the door behind you closes shut.
"Listen to me..." You lean forward and grab Pinkie by the mouth, covering it completely. "You had better not say a single word to him about this, or I swear I will personally gut you like a fish. Do you understand me, Pinkie Pie?"
>She makes no attempt to break free from your grip. You can't see her actual mouth, but you can tell she's still smiling.
>She gives a muffled giggle and nods. "Mmhmm!"
>You release her and sit back in your seat again while she continues giggling out loud.
>"Don't worry, Sunset! I won't tell him!"
"Good."
>Damn you, Pinkie Pie. How the hell did she do that?
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>>28548192
>You press the same button again and the door behind you opens.
"Now get out of here."
>"Okie dokie! We can talk about that later!"
"Get. Out."
>She skips out of the cockpit, still giggling to herself.
>"Oh! Hi Anon!"
>Oh shit...
>"Hey Pinkie."
>Pinkie skips past him, humming with glee.
>You return your attention to the control console as Anon walks in.
>"How come the door was closed?"
"She was pushing all of my buttons over here."
>"Oh."
>In a sense, you're not lying. She was pushing your buttons...
>Damn her.
>He doesn't seem surprised. That's good.
>He takes a seat beside you and sighs. "What were you two talking about?"
>Your personal feelings about him.
"Nothing much. She had a question for me about something that happened on Dantooine."
>"Like what?"
>You shrug and look at him.
"Well, apparently, I was sensing the Force a bit down there and she noticed it."
>"Really?"
"Yep."
>He nods. "That's pretty cool, I guess."
>You give him a little half-smile and return your attention to the controls.
>You want to change the subject. Quickly.
"So where are we going?"
>"Oh, right. Take us to Nal Hutta. Rarity's contact is a Hutt that goes by 'Filthy' Rich."
"Filthy? Really?"
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>>28548217
>You lock in Nal Hutta's coordinates and prepare to make the jump to lightspeed.
>"Well, he's a Hutt. Of course he's filthy."
You grin. "That's racist, Anon."
>"It's not racist if it's true."
>You giggle and the ship's computer finishes the necessary calculations.
>The hyperdrive whirs to life and you grab the throttle.
>"Shouldn't we tell Pinkie to brace herself?"
>You push the throttle and the ship lurches forward for a split-second before flying off into hyperspace.
>From behind you in the ship somewhere, you hear Pinkie cry out in surprise and fly into something, knocking it over as you make the jump.
"Oops. I forgot."
>No you didn't.
>"I'm okay!"
>You smile and Anon starts to laugh.
>She deserved it.
>"Ha! Come on. Let's go get her."
"Alright."
>You smile at him and the both of you stand up and make your way back into the ship.

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>>28548235
I'll stop here for now and post a bit more later.
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>>28548250

Great update.

For those interested, An Anonymous Werewolf in Canterlot 3 has begun!

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>>28548016

Or if you would prefer the pastebin, http://pastebin.com/3q6ZZnGf
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So what do you guys think about the nucanon thrawn
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>>28549310
Too early to really say.
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>>28549310
Based on the sultry sound of his voice alone, I think I'm going to like him.

Part 2 of my update coming up soon.
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>After getting Pinkie situated again, Sunset went into the armory to remove some of her gear.
>A few minutes later, you sit them both down in the main hold and contact Rarity through the ship's computer.
>Her holographic face comes into view above the table in the center of the room a moment later.
>"Hello, Anonymous and Sunset!"
"Hey Rarity."
>She smiles and looks at Pinkie.
>"Oh! You must be Pinkamena Diane Pie."
>She smiles and nods. "The one and only! Call me Pinkie!"
>She returns the smile. "It's nice to meet you, Pinkie! I'm Rarity."
>"Nice to meet you too!"
>Good, we're all getting along.
>Rarity clears her throat. "Well, now that the pleasantries are out of the way, I suppose you're all curious about my contact."
>Sunset speaks up. "Does he really go by 'Filthy'?"
>Pinkie straight up busts a gut laughing. "What?!"
>You chuckle. Rarity does as well. "That nickname was given to him by those he had previously dealt with, and it sort of stuck. He is very successful and he isn't afraid to play dirty to get what he wants. An aggressive businessman, in a manner of speaking."
>She continues. "Anonymous has stated that he needs some items of... How did you put it exactly, darling?"
"Items of questionable legality."
>"Ah, yes. He needs some of those for this little endeavor he wants to go on... Which I, for one, am very curious to know the details of."
>All three of them turn their full attention to you.
>You clear your throat.
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"Okay. Now I can get into my 'evil plan' with a bit less worry of anyone listening in." You turn your attention to Pinkie. "Pinkie. You are in the dark the most on this, so I'll explain everything from the beginning... Rarity, bring up the message please."
>Rarity's holographic image fades away and is replaced by Hoity Toity's still image, along with many other details you had found and given to her.
"At the Jedi Enclave, I found a datapad. It contained shipping records, details on the cargo, and a pair of aliases for the recipients of the illegally obtained Kath Hounds: the Twins. Aka, Flim and Flam. Along with those things, I also found this message."
>You press a button on the table and play the message to the girls for the first time.
>"...alk to me, what is going on there?! Did you get the shipment?! Is the bomb in place?! Answer me! I want Senator Melody DEAD! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?! DEAD!"
>Pinkie gasps and covers her mouth.
>Sunset just stares at him, shaking her head. "What an idiot. He didn't even try to be subtle or hide his identity or anything."
"His carelessness will cost him dearly."
>"Who is that?"
"That, Pinkie, is Hoity Toity. He's a rich, corrupt Senator for the Galactic Republic. We're going to break into his fancy apartment building in Coruscant's upper city, and kill him."
>She looks at you. "A high up guy like this? For free?"
>You nod.
>"By your own choice?"
>You nod again.
"You could be a great help to us on this, Pinkie. This is the same guy who killed a bunch of innocent people on Dantooine."
>"Why not let the Republic deal with him though?"
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>>28549780
>Sunset stands up before you can answer. "Because the Republic will take too long, Pinkie. This guy is a lying, corrupt piece of Bantha fodder, he has a position of power in the Republic, and he deserves to die as soon as possible. If we wait, he could pull some strings and make himself look innocent. We have to do this now."
>You grin and she stands beside you.
"Couldn't have said it any better myself."
>Sunset looks to you briefly and grins as well.
>Pinkie looks at you both for a moment before smiling a little.
>"Alright, I'm in. He's a rich bad guy too, so maybe we can steal some stuff when we get in there."
"I was ready to play that card if you were having doubts about doing this with us."
>She giggles and Rarity's face comes into view again.
>"So what is your plan then, darling?"
>You look at her and rub your chin for a moment.
"Well, that is actually why I wanted to brainstorm with you guys for a bit. We need a specific plan of action with this... Pinkie, you're the professional thief here. What would you do?"
>She scratches her head and hums to herself as she thinks.
>"You don't happen to have blueprints, or at least a picture of his place, do you?"
>Sunset speaks up. "We have a few cameras aboard this ship. I can pull up an archive image of it from when we brought in Adagio."
"That's a good idea."
>She moves over to another computer panel on a far wall and presses a few buttons.
>Rarity's image fades once again. Taking her place is footage of you, Sunset, and Adagio exiting the ship on Hoity Toity's rooftop a couple of weeks ago.
>The footage moves to another camera from and you get a grainy, albeit better view of his building from a different angle.
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>Sunset pauses the footage and Pinkie steps forward to get a closer look at the building.
>She stays silent for a few moments as she studies it.
>"What kind of stuff will we have?"
"I'm hoping for some piece of tech that can help us disable some security."
>"What kind of security does he have, specifically?"
"I don't know."
>"We need to scope the place out then. Gather some intel, ya know?"
>She's right. You should've gone to Coruscant first.
>Rookie mistake.
>Maybe she has a method.
"Alright. How do you usually do that?"
>"Well, for me, there's usually a party involved. I get myself invited, make a few flirty faces, show the guy I can be fun in more ways than one, then I swipe his keys, guns, valuables, or anything else I want. Sometimes it has to get messy though. Whether the messy is fun for him depends on if he's cute or not." She grins and winks at you. "I have fun no matter what kind of 'messy' happens between us, if you know what I mean~."
"Good hell..."
>"Oh my word, Pinkie!"
>Even though her face is not visually present, Rarity can still hear everything in the room.
>You press your palm against your face and Pinkie starts laughing again.
>Sunset sighs loudly and snaps her fingers a few times.
>"Okay, Pinkie? For real. Get to the point."
>She continues laughing as she looks at you all. "What? It works!"
>You can't help chuckling a little. That was kind of funny.
"Come on. Let's stay focused."
>She giggles and looks back at the picture again. Her giggles fade after a second, but her smile doesn't.
>"As far as gathering intel goes, I say we wait until nighttime and use a few probe droids to get a closer look at the building."
>Sunset points to a different building's rooftop on the picture. "One or two of us can stand on that rooftop and scope it out from further away."
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>>28549866
>Pinkie nods. "Good idea. I can't be much help if I don't know what I'm getting into."
>You silently curse yourself as you think of how much money you could save if you had done this first.
>Oh well. You're already on your way.
>"You know, while we're going to Nal Hutta, can we stop at Nar Shaddaa first? I have some stuff that can help us out."
>That's right. You picked Pinkie up on Nar Shaddaa.
"Sure. What kind of stuff are you grabbing?"
>She grins. "Lots of high-tech thief stuff! Sticky gloves, glass cutters, one or two distractions I can use, you know. Most of it can only be used by me though."
"We'll take all the help we can get."
>Sunset speaks up. "Do you have any signal jammers?"
>"I do, but it's a small one. It only jams radios that are close to me."
>You look back at the picture again.
>On the roof, you notice a small communications dish between a pair of antennas. Jamming a signal would be easy if you could get up there.
>Pinkie's probably isn't anywhere near powerful enough to do it though. Even if it was modified. You'll have to buy one.
"Well, unfortunately, I didn't look far enough ahead and now it's too late to go to Coruscant and scope this place out better. When we get to Nal Hutta, we'll buy the basics and work with what we have when we get there."
>"Mistakes happen sometimes, Anon."
>You hate it when they do though.
You continue. "Right now, we need a bare minimum plan. A simple foundation for something more detailed later on. How are we going to do this?"
>Pinkie and Sunset think for a moment. Rarity's face comes into view once again.
>"Well darling, as I said before, the Republic knows who you are. They have worked with you, and they have undoubtedly done their research. It's safe to assume that they know your style."
>You're usually pretty discreet unless you simply cannot be.
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>>28549891
>Pinkie is well versed in stealthy infiltration, ironically. You have no idea how much the Republic knows about her though. They could know everything, or they could know nothing.
>"Do you think the Republic would consider us if the assassination was blatantly obvious?"
>You all look at Sunset.
"Like, just be reckless? Go in guns blazing?"
>She nods. "The illusion of being reckless. We could plan to be so over-the-top, that there's no way the Republic would suspect it was us."
>That could work. You like the idea of the Republic not tailing you all over the place.
>It would mean that you'd have to be fast though.
>As soon as news got out, Republic security forces and possibly a few Jedi would race there to stop you.
"Maybe. We'll hold onto that plan."
>Pinkie speaks up again. "I still say we try to be stealthy. Maybe cut a few security measures before we go in, you know?"
>"I agree with Pinkie, darling. If you cover your tracks well enough, then there's no need for all the excitement."
>Sunset argues once again. "You can never be sure of anything though. Covering your tracks can work, but destroying your tracks completely can work even better."
>All these plans can work or fail. You can see that.
"What if we do a bit of everything?"
>They all look at you.
"We can go in quiet and really stealthy, then go out with a boom."
>You bring up a smaller picture of the apartment building next to Rarity's face and point to a window on its side.
"See that? We can plant remote explosives there from the outside. Whoever is inside can also plant remote explosives all over the place. Hoity Toity lives near the top of the tower, so maybe we plant them in key points around the building and bring the entire top of the building down to cover our escape."
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>Pinkie looks at you like you're crazy. "You don't wanna destroy the entire tower, do you?!"
"Of course not! I just want to destroy the section he lives in!"
>She gives a relieved sigh and Sunset leans in to look at the picture.
>"How would we get out of there?"
>You think for a moment.
"I'm thinking we use the explosion as our escape. Maybe we could set the explosives off at different times. The ones by the window can go, the person inside can jump out, then the rest of them can go a couple seconds later."
>Sunset hums to herself. "That's quite a long fall though."
>"What if someone else had a speeder and flew it down to catch whoever was falling?"
>That could work. Whoever was flying it would need to be good though.
>You look at Sunset.
>She looks back at you and nods. "I can do that."
You smile at her. "That only means we're getting the best."
>She smiles back and looks at the picture again.
>"Well, I like it. It's crazy enough that it just might work."
>"I do too!"
"Rarity what do you think?"
>She looks unsure. "I don't know, Anonymous. It seems risky."
You chuckle. "I think you worry too much. It's us. We can do it."
>She smiles back at you. "Very well, you three. I'll see if I can't get any more information on the Senator's apartment building for you."
"Thanks Rarity."
>Her holographic face fades away and you turn off the table's projector.
>Pinkie exhales. "Now what?"
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>>28549943
>Sunset folds her arms. "Well, we have a while before we reach Nal Hutta. I say we get a little rest."
"Good idea. It's been a long day."
>"Okie dokie!"
>Pinkie walks toward another hallway that leads to some guest bunk beds, leaving you and Sunset alone.
>You look at each other but say nothing.
>You smile at her and she smiles back.
"Alright, I'm going to take your advice and head to sleep for a bit."
>"Sounds good. I'll do that too."
>You turn around and head toward the hallway that leads to your room.
>"Nighty night."
You smile and continue forward. "Nighty night."
>You reach your room and step inside, locking the door behind you and removing your armor.
>Once it's been removed, you lay down in your bed and take a deep breath.
>It's been a while since you've had a decent rest. You're looking forward to this.
>You lift your robotic arm up and look at it.
>It's scraped in a few places and suffering from minor damage. It will still work for you, but you'll make a few repairs to it in the morning.
>You rest it beside you and take another deep breath as you shut your eyes.
>Tomorrow is going to be interesting.

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>>28549961
Alright, that's one sizable update down. I've got four more ready to go. I'll post them later.
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so what writefaggotry is finished?

So I can actually read it
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>>28550785

Sarge's story is done. Starts here: http://pastebin.com/4CnRuKCP
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So much green

This thread is alive fuccbois
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>>28551026
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3GwjfUFyY6M
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>>28552749
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>>28551718

Oh god the memories
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>>28552749
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>>28549975
Looking forward to more.
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>>28555811
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This thread is getting bumpy
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Bump and a reminder that this isn't the worst thread for bumps.
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I'll post a second update later tonight. Maybe in a half hour or so
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>>28539359
Haha yes got the good ending.
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>Sunset maneuvers the ship out of Nal Hutta's atmosphere and heads toward Nar Shaddaa to pick up Pinkie.
>You are currently in the cargo hold looking over a few of your new gadgets.
>Filthy Rich is not one to haggle. It had cost quite a bit. Luckily, you could afford it.
>What's the point of having money if you don't spend it?
>You're still unsure about what exactly Hoity Toity has in the way of electronic security, so you wanted to get the best that Filthy had to offer.
>You picked up a couple of universal jammers for any of the building's sensors and communications, a few computer spikes, toxic darts, missiles for your and Sunset's jetpacks, fuel, a lot of explosive charges, and a couple more probe droids to replace the ones you lost to the Rakghouls over Mandalore.
>You also have some other gear laying around here somewhere that you'll most likely use for this job.
>Pinkie said that she was picking up some stuff that could be useful, so you're a bit anxious to see what she's got as well.
>You figured it was best to drop her off and pick her up after you got done shopping on Nal Hutta. It saved a bit of time.
>Once everything is accounted for, you take a few darts and head into your armory to prepare them for use.
>A little courtesy you like to provide the seller is grinding away the darts' fins a bit so they're still aerodynamic, but they look different from how you bought them.
>These darts are usually shaped in a specific way, and you don't want the authorities to find out who used them or where they came from.
>It covers your tracks from the authorities who inspect the body, and it helps keep the manufacturer out of trouble.
>Just something you do because you're such a nice guy.
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>>28539359
lurked here since the first thread
loved it
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>It takes a few minutes, but you tweak the darts' designs to how you want and put them in your belt.
>Sunset's voice comes on the intercom a moment later.
>"Anon, we're back on Nar Shaddaa."
>You walk over to the intercom and press the button.
"Alright. Real quick, how are we doing on fuel?"
>"We'll make it to Coruscant, but I was going to fill up in case we needed a quick getaway."
"I was just going to suggest that. Find a place near the Pazaak Den and I'll contact Pinkie."
>"Okay."
>You shut off the intercom and head to the computer in the main hold.
>Pinkie's comms buzz for a moment before she answers, giggling wildly.
>"Hee hee! Hiya Anon!"
>What is she doing?
"We're here. Have you got everything you need?"
>"Yup I'm all set!"
>She continues giggling. She sounds like she's in a public place with a bunch of other people.
"Where are you?"
>"The Pazaak Den! I just won 3,000 credits from some off-worlder and then he started crying! It was hilarious!"
>Damn it...
"Pinkie, this is important. I need you t -"
>"Yeahyeahyeahyeahyeah, I know! I've got my money and my gear and I'm done now!"
"Good. Go to the refueling platform closest to you. We'll be there soon."
>"Okie dokie lokie!"
>You shut off communications with her and groan.
>Hopefully, this hunt for Discord doesn't take much longer...
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>The ship leans and turns slightly and you head to the cockpit to meet up with Sunset.
"How are we looking?"
>"We're about there. You can see it now."
>The refueling platform is sticking out of the middle part of one of the many massive skyscrapers around you just ahead.
>Speeders and ships follow each other in lines above and below you, giving movement to the neon-lit planet as Sunset descends the ship onto the platform.
>Once the ship lands, you both grab your helmets, head to the exit ramp, and step onto the landing pad.
>The both of you meet a Toydarian there and begin the refueling process to your ship.
>You periodically look to the doorway on the building's side for any sign of Pinkie. She isn't here yet.
>It isn't until a few minutes later that the door opens and she comes skipping toward you, humming to herself.
>You pay the Toydarian and stand there with Sunset.
>"Hey guys! Sorry about that, I was busy with-"
"Save it. Are you ready to go?"
>She stops talking and nods at you. "Yep! I'm all set!"
"Good."
>The three of you enter your ship and close the ramp behind you.
>You and Sunset take off your helmets and set them on the table in the main hold before heading into the cockpit.
>"So what kind of stuff did you guys get?"
>You all sit in your respective seats and Sunset starts up the ship.
"A bunch of good stuff. We'll talk about it when we make the jump to lightspeed."
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>>28560048
>The ship lifts off the landing pad and makes its way up past the traffic and into the sky.
>Sunset sets the coordinates for Coruscant once you're out of the atmosphere and the ship's hyperdrive blasts you off into hyperspace.
>"Alright, we're clear."
"Fantastic. Let's contact Rarity and see if she's gathered any details on his apartment."
>You get up with Pinkie and head back into the ship while Sunset stays and presses a few more buttons on the control console.
>Pinkie sits in a seat behind you while you move your helmets off the table in the main hold and contact Rarity.
"What kind of stuff did you grab, Pinkie?"
>She reaches into a few of the pouches on her belt and pulls out a few things.
>"I got these cool gloves that help me stick to walls and stuff, a pair of thermal goggles, smoke pellets, a glass cutter, a small communications inhibitor, and, uh... Oh! This!"
>She pulls out a small, blue gem.
>It catches your attention immediately. It's about the same size as Adagio's gem.
"Is that...?"
>"It's my lightsaber crystal I got when I was training to be a Jedi!"
>This must be one of the naturally-formed lightsaber crystals that Maud told you about back on Shining Armor's cruiser.
"Can I see it?"
>"Sure." She hands it to you and you look at it closely.
>It has a faint glow to it and you twist it around in your fingers slowly as you look at it from all angles.
>"I never got to use it to make my lightsaber, but it's still strong with the Force. I use it as a good luck charm."
"Nice."
>You're sure it will come in handy for her.
>You hand it back to her and she puts it into one of her pouches with a smile.
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>>28560065
>You look back to the table and press another button. Rarity's holographic face appears a few moments later.
"Hey, Rarity. Give me some good news."
>She smiles at you. "Well darling, I did a little bit of looking around and managed to find quite a bit of information on the senator's building."
>Excellent.
>Her holographic face fades and is replaced by a three-dimensional image of Hoity Toity's apartment.
>"That's what I'm talking about."
>Pinkie stands up and stares at the image intently. Sunset walks into the room as well and stands beside you.
>"As I'm sure you know, here's his building. This landing pad here is where you landed when you met with him last."
>A small red dot appears on one of the landing pads near the bottom of the image.
>"I've learned that since the incident on Dantooine, the senator has upped his security a bit. He has hired more guards, and has ordered that more security systems be put in place around his apartment."
>Sunset speaks up. "What kind of security systems?"
>"The usual. More cameras, proximity sensors, silent alarms, etcetera. However, most of these new security systems have only been ordered. They have not been installed yet. What he has now are more guards, restricted access badges, and security droids. As well as all of his previous security systems that were already in place, of course."
"Which are?"
>The image zooms in on the large window on the building that overlooks the city.
>"Thermal sensors on all windows..."
>The image then shifts to a communications antennae on the roof.
>"...a short-range communications monitor..."
>The image zooms out and a multitude of flashing red dots appear all over the building.
>"...automated defense turrets spread around key points in and out of the building..."
>The blinking red dots fade and a larger number of blue dots appear all over.
>"...and, of course, security cameras everywhere."
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>>28560096
>You tap your chin as you think to yourself.
>Pinkie speaks up. "Can you highlight the ventilation shafts, rooms, and hallways please?"
>A network of yellow lines appear through the building. One is thicker than the others, and heads straight down the building, while the multitude of thinner ones go up, down, left, right, and just about every other direction away from it.
>The yellow lines end on the tops of long, blue squares that you can only assume are the hallways and individual rooms spread through the building.
>"This long, thick yellow line is the main ventilation shaft. It continues for miles downward. Every fifty meters, it is cut off by a large fan that blows air through the building."
>Pinkie hums and nods as she studies the image.
>"How big are the thinner vents?"
>"Not big enough to crawl through, if that's what you're thinking."
>Pinkie grunts and folds her arms. "Shoot."
>She continues to study the image while Sunset speaks up.
>"Where are the most supportive sections on this building's level?"
>A few moments later, two circles of flashing red columns of light appear on the building. The larger circle near the perimeter, while the smaller circle near the center.
>"These beams here hold the penthouse up. There are nine around the edge, and five toward the middle."
>You and Sunset both study the image closely.
"It looks like the entire penthouse would come down if at least five of the outer supports were destroyed, and all of the innermost ones were as well."
>"If we could turn off the air circulation for a few seconds, we could use the probe droids to go through the vents and plant the explosives."
>Not a bad idea.
>The vents would most likely be controlled by a switch or something from inside the building.
"How do we turn off the vents from outside though?"
>Sunset looks at you. "We're doing that from outside?"
"Uhm..."
>Huh.
>You're approaching this all wrong. You need to stick to the plan.
>No... Actually, you need to make a plan first.
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>>28560116
>She picks up on your feelings and grins at you.
>"We probably should have a course of action first, before making any big decisions, right?"
"Yeah, definitely."
>You both look at the building again. All the multicolored lights are still there.
"Highlight Hoity Toity's room for me."
>The spacious room with all the windows that overlooks the city glows green.
"Okay, I like the idea of using the droids to go through the vents, so let's hold onto that part. Where will we be, I wonder?"
>You're thinking out loud here.
>The image of the building slowly spins clockwise as you ponder to yourself.
"We need a place to park, first off. What other buildings are around this one, Rarity?"
>"Nothing of significance."
>That's exactly what you're looking for.
>The image zooms out and a few other surrounding buildings come into view.
>"There's a pad right here. It's a public building about a kilometer away."
>She marks a point on a nearby building.
"Is there a place lower down? I don't want to attract any suspicion."
>"There should be."
>The image pans over to this building and moves lower down.
>Finally, it stops at another landing pad.
>"Here. It's about a kilometer and a half down from the rooftop."
>Sunset whistles. "Quite the climb."
"I was thinking it was quite the drop."
>She looks over at you.
"I've got an idea. We deploy the probe droids over this rooftop and head down here to land. Then we can move through this building up to the rooftop. It's a public place, so it should take us about ten minutes."
>The image moves up to the rooftop once again, and slowly pans toward Hoity Toity's apartment.
"The three of us will activate the droids and arm them with explosives. Then we can head toward Hoity Toity's building by flying along the rooftops."
>"What about Pinkie?"
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>>28560133
>You look over to her.
"These gaps between buildings are relatively small. We can do what we did on Dantooine and carry her between us while we fly over."
>She looks at you and back to the image for a second.
>"That's like a zillion miles down, Anon!"
"Don't look down then. We've got you."
>You look back to the image and it stops over the building closest to Hoity Toity's.
"Anyway, once we get here, Sunset can fly one of the droids over to the building and scan for any points of significance, just to clarify that these blueprints are up to date."
>The image pans over to Hoity Toity's building and onto the rooftop.
>Sunset speaks up. "What about the security cameras?"
>Right. You still need to get rid of those.
>Rarity's voice comes with a reply. "There is a security access point on the roof that serves as a central hub for the system. If you can hack into there, you could loop all of the cameras."
>"Only problem is, that place is covered by the cameras."
>"Correct."
"We can use the communications jammer we bought from Filthy to blind them temporarily."
>Sunset continues your thought. "Then we can go in, hack the system, and loop the cameras."
"Exactly."
>Pinkie speaks up. "But we can't hold the block for very long. They'll know something is up after about 30 seconds. We'll need to go fast."
>She's right.
"We've got a few computer spikes. I can get it done in no time."
>She nods and you all look back at the image.
"Once everything is on the up and up around the building, Sunset will stay behind and wait with all the droids, except one. It will carry the jammer and activate it when Pinkie and I head onto the roof. Once there, I'll shut off the cameras and see if I can't also deactivate the turrets."
>The blue lights indicating the cameras' locations shut off on the image.
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>>28560155
"Once they're taken care of, if we can't control the ventilation system from that access point, then we'll deactivate it manually. That way, Sunset can bring the rest of the droids over and plant the explosives in their required spots."
>She looks over to you again. "And once they're planted, I send them back to the ship before making my way back and picking you up, right?"
You nod at her. "As fast as possible. If you jump, then that's how fast you'll go."
>She grins and looks at the image again. "Looks fun."
>You look back at the image as well.
"Rarity, what are the patrol routes for the guards?"
>"Here."
>A series of red lines move through the hallways, up a few different flights of stairs, and into some rooms.
>"There are about fifteen guards patrolling on this floor, with four more inside the senator's room. Each one of them can remotely trigger an alarm that alerts the authorities and calls up reinforcements from the lower levels."
>Nineteen altogether. Pinkie's personal signal jammer can prove useful here.
"Alright. While Sunset is planting the explosives, Pinkie will make her way inside and silently take out the guards." You turn to her. "Think you can do that? Silently?"
>She salutes exaggerates a salute and smiles. "Yes sir, Anon!"
>You nod at her and look back at the image.
"I'll use the other jammer to override the thermal sensors on the windows and plant a few more explosives around there, before meeting up with Pinkie. We'll move to the senator as quickly as possible. Maybe find a terminal or something we can plant evidence of his involvement on Dantooine onto. We'll have a few minutes to toy with him until Sunset gets to the ship. I want to find out who and where Flim and Flam are."
>"We can take some of Hoity Toity's stuff too, right?"
>You nod.
>"Get some loot for me too then, Anon. You're going to have all that fun without me."
>You look back at Sunset and chuckle.
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>>28560186
"I'll grab something special, just for you."
>She smiles and you look back to the image.
"Once we take care of Hoity Toity, I'm going to blow the window. Pinkie and I will jump out and the rest of the bombs will go off five seconds later."
>Sunset speaks. "I'll fly the ship down and pick you guys up."
"Then we're home free."
>You take a deep breath and look at the plan.
"What do you guys think?"
>"I like it."
>"Me too!"
>Good.
>Rarity's face fades into view once again.
>"I've sent you all the information on this, Anonymous. It sounds dangerous, but I'm sure you can pull it off."
"Thanks, Rarity."
>She nods and smiles. "Tell me how it goes when you're done."
>Her face fades away and the hologram shuts off.
>You take another deep breath and look to the girls.
"Alright, you two. We'll be there in a few hours, so get some extra rest. Make sure you're ready."
>"Got it!" Pinkie stands up and heads back to her bunk. "We're gonna steal stuff! I'm so excited!"
>Sunset checks another computer on the wall next to the cockpit.
>"It will be dusk by the time we get there. We'll have extra seclusion."
"Perfect."
>You head into the cargo hold with Sunset and start getting your supplies ready.

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>>28560205
Alright, I'm stopping there for now. More to come tomorrow, hopefully.
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>>28560215

Thank you. I'm looking forward to it!
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>>28560215
Keep up the good work.
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bump from 9
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>>28563014

Neat glowstick
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>>28562276
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>>28563072
You're a glowstick.
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>>28563072
>>28563932
>>28563014

No, these are glowsticks

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7udU74aFdc
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Jeez where is Everybody? Dont tell me this thread has been gone so long that alot of the posters here forgot about
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>>28563990
Not even everyone from the steam group showed up, wow. I guess a lot of people did forget. That's a shame.
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It's a shame Palpanon isn't around, I found the idea of a Palpatine anon really appealing.
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>>28563990
>>28564394

Well, unless the other writers or one of them steps up to really fill the gap, with Sarge's story over, I don't think the general will last. I know how that sounds but we've seen it happen before
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This is a newfag thing to say but is there a guide to greentext a story? My anxiety is too strong at this point.
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>>28565067

Generally, use greentext for anything that's not Anon's speech. It helps differentiate his dialogue.

Stick to one sentence per line, unless it's dialogue. This is done to avoid big clumps of text.

Can't really think of anything other than that. Do your thing, anon. Trust me when I say that there's worse out there than whatever you can bring to the table.

I believe in you.
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>Be Anon.
>You are one of the most worthless beings to exist.
>A scavenger.
>You survey the battles of the Rebel Alliance and the Galactic Empire for good salvage.
>Unfortunately pirate crews always get there first
>As a result you need to join one of the crews to make a living.
>as a result of idiocy you join one of the worst one's.
>Filthy Rich.
> He rules through fear of the blaster
>You were scouting out a nebula until you reached a derelict ship one day.
>That's when everything changed.

My first attempt at greentext ever, thank god I had alcohol in my system before I posted this
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>>28565198
Not bad. Other than the grammar mistakes, it looks like it could be promising.
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>>28565198
It's good to see you creating the setting early.
Give it some time and you may have something.

>>28539359
>mfw I finally got the courage to read the ending I would have chose.
>mfw I get slightly nauseous at the end of it
>mfw I'm forcing myself to read the other endings
>mfw I don't want the ride to end

What happened guys? This was such an innocent little general that we started. Now it's stirring up all these emotions that I never thought I would have here. Is this what it means to feel? Because it's killing me.
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>>28566382
>Is this what it means to feel? Because it's killing me.
Just let it in...
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>>28566382
Good gooood
Let the feels flow through you.
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>>28566382
The ghost ending made me cry.
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>>28569632
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>>28539161
IT'S BAAAAAAAAACK ! WOOHOO !
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We really need new stories soon or else we're gonna die again.

Let's do some brainstorming, I'll start.

Smuggler Anon with mandalorian tsundere Ember.
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These threads still make me wish I could write a story.

>>28571330
Fighter pilot/pirate Anon.

Seperatist tank commander Anon on some backwater worlds during the wars.

Anything non Jedi at this point.
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>>28571330

I just want one goddamned story in SW where Anon ends up with Trixie.
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>>28571355
Perhaps even podracing/space race Anon.
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>>28571330
I'm working on something. All I need to do is figure out the beginning and the location for the Sith Empire.
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>>28571386
Emperor Anon?
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>>28571382
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>>28571398
Sith Warrior Anon. I just need to figure out how he got discovered.
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>>28571417
>discovered
>Ancient evil Anon being discovered by one curious Jedi who ultimately becomes his apprentice.

I like what I'm hearing.
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>>28571490
By discovered I meant Anon gets discovered by the Sith and undergoes training at the Sith Academy not on Korriban.
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>>28571556

What about Anon as an officer in the Sith Empire who gets discovered by an inquisitor/sith?
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>>28571598
It's too similar to Path of Destruction.
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>>28571624

Well, I guess.

I mean Sarge's exploration of Anon going to the Dark Side mirrored a few other stories as well. I guess there's just a LOT of Star Wars material out there; it can be daunting to come up with something original.

Why not a story with the ponies? There's never enough of that around.

I'm a bit tired of the whole "Star Wars character in Equestria" though, we should FO:E it and have it be ponies in Star Wars, pic very related.
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>>28571653
Absolutely not.
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>>28571653
>we should FO:E it and have it be ponies in Star Wars, pic very related.

You could always write yourself, Anon. It would be a different (to the general anyway) take on this crossover.
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>>28571685

I... I'm sorry anon, I can't

I just can't
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>Sarge starts writing
>a general is born
>A lot more writefags are summoned from the deep
>sadly, most people are only in it for Sarge's
>A lot of time pass and a lot of fun is had
>lots of stuff happens; the first R34 pics, SW VII, rebel episodes...
>One day, Sarge goes hiatus, just when his story is in his last arc
>the thread slowly dies
>doesn't make an appearance for a long time
>Suddenly, return of sarge for various updates
>Thread never keeps on going for much longer
>Sarge just finished his story
The future of this thread is grim
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>>28571797
Just need to get the writers to return and have a story that gets the rest of the general excited. Ez pz.
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>>28571797
>>28571807

Look, all we need is someone just as skilled as Sarge to write a story that's even longer than his is and updates daily with like twenty pages of content. Like he said, ez pz.
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>>28565198
>Be Anonymous
>Be laying in the crew quarters of the HMS Galactica
>An Interceptor class firgate
>Filthy Richy and my crew havebeen scavving around the ruined wreckage of the Death star fro weeks
>shit's been pretty cash If i'm to be honest.
>However being tractore beamed was not part of the plan
>"Attention scaveneger vessel! Prepare to be boarded!"
>shit,shit,shit
>Imperials usually blast those that hang around battlefields

Is this premise any good? I'm probably only going to write this under the effect of alcohol but please feel fee with the criticism.
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>>28572281
A forethought, sorry for the poor spelling, but I was focusing on the story quality.
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>thread rises from the dead
>no longer have reason to leave second story unfinished

Shit, now I have to figure out where I'm going with it...
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I'll post another update in a while.
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>>28539161
Sarge, I just want to say...

Anonymous the Jedi is, after the movies and shows, my favorite Star Wars story, ever. I love it, and thank you for writing it for free.
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>>28560205
>The three of you step off your ship and onto the Upper City landing pad.
>The sun had set, and twilight was now upon you.
>Not that you're under the cover of darkness by any means. Not on this level, anyway. Coruscant's lights made sure of that.
>Dusk will be more useful to you once you are on the rooftops.
>You lead the girls to the building's doorway and step inside.
>None of you say anything as you make your way to the elevators.
>You're all about to do something extremely illegal, but it's for the best.
>Hoity Toity won't be missed anyway.
>As you move through the building, you pass by a few security cameras.
>You had elected to activate the sensor jammer before you landed. Once the senator's penthouse comes crashing down, you can be damn sure that the Republic authorities are going to be checking everywhere for evidence.
>These security cameras aren't as much of a threat. You can afford jamming them for a while.
>The three of you find the elevators and call one down.
>It doesn't take long before it arrives and you all step aboard.
>The door shuts and you press the button for the roof access.
>The elevator begins its long ascent, and you finally break the silence.
"Sunset, how are the droids?"
>She presses a button on her gauntlet and pauses. "We're still fine. All four of them are active and alone up there."
>Just before landing, you deployed the four probe droids onto the roof as you flew over, along with their explosives.
"Good. Let me know if anything changes."
>She nods and you turn to Pinkie.
"Are you ready?"
>She smiles and nods. "I was born ready, Anon."
You nod back at her. "That's what I like to hear."
>You all resume your unanimous silence as the elevator continues upward.
>The ascent is long. Very long.
>It's almost hard to imagine that there are buildings higher than this one on this planet.
>"Anon?"
>You glance over to Sunset.
>"In case we don't get off scot-free, do we have a Plan B?"
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>>28572911
>Plan B.
>You briefly review the plan in your head once again.
>There are risks here. You can see that.
>If it fails, you're going to be on the Republic's hit list.
>A fail-safe plan is probably a good thing to have in your pocket.
"Yeah, we've got one."
>"Is it going to be 'that' Plan B?"
You look away from her again. "Most likely."
>She sighs softly.
>"Wait, what's plan B?"
"Don't worry about it, Pinkie. Stay focused on Plan A."
>Pinkie says nothing else. None of you do for the remainder of the ride up.
>When the elevator finally reaches the top floor, the three of you casually walk into the hallway and find the roof access door.
>You make sure the coast is clear before heading outside.
>The glow of Coruscant's cityscape illuminates the night sky all around you.
>Countless speeders and starships fly above and below you. It's a constant line of traffic and skyscrapers no matter which direction you look.
>"They're over here."
>Sunset points to the far side of the roof and you spot the four probe droids, all of them obediently awaiting her next command.
>You all jog over to them and she checks them out to confirm that they're all still armed and equipped.
"Still good?"
>"Still good."
>You pull up your map on your HUD and locate Hoity Toity's apartment.
>It's a kilometer away. A bit far, but that's not the issue that's on your mind the most right now.
>It's certainly not the one on Pinkie's mind right now.
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>>28572940
>She's near the edge of the building and looking over the side.
>"Anon, are you sure you don't want to get a speeder?"
"I'm sure, Pinkie."
>She looks back at you. She's not smiling.
>"Are you really, really sure?"
>You're not going to judge her this time for being nervous. It's a long way down.
"Don't worry, Pinkie. You're still more useful to us alive."
>"Gee, thanks..."
>You chuckle and Sunset steps toward her.
>"You have nothing to fear, Pinkie. The traffic doesn't run through right here, so nothing will hit us. We won't drop you either."
You stand on the other side of her. "We promise."
>She looks between you both and takes another deep breath, shaking away her fear as best as she can.
>"Alright... Alright! Let's do this!"
>Sunset presses a button on her gauntlet and all four probe droids fly past you, toward the next building.
>Once they're about halfway there, she grabs onto Pinkie's left hand and you grab onto her right. Your robotic arm locking in place.
"Remember, don't look down."
>"Don't look down... Okay..."
>She gulps and you and Sunset activate your jetpacks.
>You all rise into the air and fly over the edge.
>Pinkie lifts her legs up close to her body and closes her eyes when the lights from below illuminate her face.
>You can't help but look down at the tens of thousands of speeders all crisscrossing each other for miles.
>It's nerve-wrecking.
>Not that you have a reason to be nervous. You can literally defy gravity. You're doing it right now.
>But there's something about looking down at all that space beneath your feet, all that distance between you and the ground, it's impossible to get used to.
>Shake it off, Anon. You're halfway to the next building.
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>>28560186
>>She salutes exaggerates a salute
oi, you fucked it all up
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>>28572967
>A few seconds later, you descend and eventually land on the neighboring rooftop.
>Pinkie must have held her breath the entire time, because she releases it when you touch down.
"See? We're fine."
>She pants hard and smiles at you both.
>"We... We're fine!"
>"Yep. We only have to do that two more times now."
>Her smile fades away again and you and Sunset start to walk to the other ledge.
>"Awwww...."
>She reluctantly follows you to the next ledge and the process begins again.
>The three of you fly up and over to the next building's rooftop in about two minutes.
>A few minutes later, you all land on the building closest to Hoity Toity's. The four probe droids are already there.
>Pinkie releases your hands and takes a breather while you and Sunset proceed forward to look at the senator's building.
>As expected, there's no movement. The light in his room is on, but you can't see him from here.
>The landing pad is vacant and the doorway that leads inside has a faint red glow on it, indicating that it's locked.
"See anything?"
>"No. You?"
"No."
>"Alright. I'm sending the droid."
>She presses a button on her gauntlet and one of the probe droids zooms toward the building.
>While she controls the droid's movements, you turn around to check on Pinkie.
>Seems like she has her bearings back, because she's pulling her goggles over her eyes. That's good.
>You turn back to the building while Sunset continues to inspect it with the droid.
>"Okay, everything looks like how Rarity's info said it did. Nothing unusual so far."
>It's too dark for you to see the small droid from here.
>"I'm coming around the opposite side of the building now."
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>>28572983
Fuck

>>28572998
>She continues pressing buttons on her gauntlet. With her helmet on, it looks like she's just staring off into space, like she's in a trance.
>You just stay silent and let her work.
>"I can see inside his room now... There. I found him."
"What's he doing?"
>"He's coming from a doorway that looks to be more secure than the others in the room. It's probably a private vault or something."
>"Oh! Valuable stuff is in vaults!"
>Thank you, Mrs. Obvious.
"Can you tag him?"
>"Hang on..."
>She stays still for a few more seconds before a small red holographic dot appears on your HUD over your view of the apartment building.
>"Got him."
>Perfect.
"Excellent work, Sunset."
>"Where would you be without me?"
You smile. "Raxus Prime. On my ass, remember?"
>She giggles. "Oh, right."
"Bring the droid back here and watch our backs. Pinkie, we're up."
>Pinkie steps up beside you. "Okie dokie!"
>The building you're on is shaped in a triangle. One corner of the roof is much closer to Hoity Toity's building than the others.
>You and Pinkie run over to that corner. Your jetpack would run the risk of bringing about extra attention, especially from this far away.
>You have your jammer, sure, but you'd rather not take that extra chance.
>Once you reach this corner, you stop and scan the next rooftop for its communications access point.
>It takes a second, but you find it.
>As well as the four turrets and cameras that cover the rooftop.
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>>28573030
>This is the closest you can be to the building while still on your feet.
>You take out the jammer and hand it to Pinkie.
"Here, take this. Turn it on when I tell you to."
>"Okay!" She smiles and takes it, but pauses, "Wait. How am I getting over there?"
"I'm going to carry you." You say as you wrap your arms around her waist from behind and hold her tight. "Hang on."
>"W-Wait!"
>Before she can protest, you activate your jetpack and take to the sky once again.
>"ANOOON!"
"Quiet."
>She shuts her mouth and squeezes your arms as you both fly toward the senator's rooftop.
>Sunset's voice comes on in your ear.
>"Anon, you're almost in range."
"Copy that. Pinkie, get ready."
>You approach the rooftop, keeping your eyes locked onto the access point.
>Almost there...
"Now!"
>You steeply descend toward the rooftop and Pinkie activates the jammer.
>"Okay, Anon. You're in range and the jammer is active. You've got thirty seconds."
"Got it. Pinkie, as soon as we're over the rooftop, I'm going to drop you."
>Pinkie nods quickly. "Okay!"
>A couple of seconds later, you're directly over the building.
>You drop Pinkie onto the roof and zoom over to the access point, taking out your computer spike beforehand.
>Once you land, you immediately get to work on slicing into the system.
>"Twenty seconds."
>This system is a challenge, but it isn't as complicated as you were expecting it to be.
>"Fifteen seconds, Anon."
>You hear Pinkie come up behind you, but you stay focused on the task at hand.
>"Anon?"
"Almost got it, and... There! I'm in."
>You press a few buttons on your gauntlet and loop eight uneventful seconds from the cameras' feeds before playing it back into the system.
>Everything should be fine now, but just in case it isn't...
"Focus on the turrets."
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>>28573048
>You and Pinkie bring up your weapons and point them at the four turrets on the corners of the rooftop, ready for anything.
>Ten seconds pass and nothing happens.
>"I think we're good."
"Me too. Anything you can see that we can't, Sunset?"
>She comes on again in your ear. "All clear on my end."
>You and Pinkie lower your weapons before you turn your attention back to the access panel.
"In that case, send the droids over. I'm shutting off the vents. Pinkie, give her an opening."
>"Okie dokie!"
>She walks toward the vents while you bring up the component view on your HUD.
>It's a pretty standard ventilation system. It isn't hard to shut down the air flow to the topmost section of the building.
>Once it's done, you head to the vent with Pinkie.
>She's unlocked the maintenance access panel and exposed the central fan. You can see down into the building's inner workings if you look inside.
>"Easy-peasy!"
"Good. Now..." You point to one of the building's edges. "...the landing pad entrance is just over there. Get inside and start taking out the guards. Quietly."
>She smiles and nods. "They won't see me coming."
>You sure hope they won't.
>She stands up and silently runs over to the edge before jumping over.
>The familiar hum of the probe droids behind you make you turn around and watch them as they head into the vents one by one.
"Our evil plan is working."
>Sunset speaks again. "Don't jinx us, Anon."
"Just making an observation."
>"Observe with your eyes then."
>You chuckle and prepare your explosives.
>Time for the next part of your job.
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>>28573085
>Quickly and silently, you make your way over to the edge.
>The thousands of lights, speeders, and buildings extend far and wide below you on this side of the building as well.
>You can't afford to use your jetpack here. You're right in front of the senator's window.
>But maybe you can use your fibercord to rappel down. Your jetpack can be a fail-safe.
>This rooftop doesn't have many notches sturdy enough that you can anchor on to. The nearest one is an antenna a few meters away.
>Work with what you have, Anon.
>You pull out a decent length of fibercord from your gauntlet and head to the antenna. You wrap it around the base and tie it into a knot before heading back to the ledge.
>Once you're there, you turn around and retract the cord so it's nice and tight before stepping back onto the skyscraper wall.
>You take a deep breath as you slowly begin to rappel down the building's face.
>You hate that this is making you nervous. Even though you have no real reason to be.
>This is just instinctive. Everyone who can't naturally fly has a fear of heights to some degree.
>You push away the fear and continue down the wall.
>A few feet later, you reach the top of the senator's window and stop.
>You take out a small charge and attach it to the window. You've already tuned them to the correct frequency.
>Once it's planted, you take a few steps to the left and plant another one.
>About a minute later, all the charges that will be necessary have been planted.
>Thank the Force.
>You press a button on your left gauntlet and your fibercord slowly starts to retract while you walk up.
>One more advantage of having a robotic arm is that it doesn't get tired.
>Your real arm would probably feel like it's going to tear from its socket right about now.
>Another minute later, you're back on the roof and making your way back to your anchor point.
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>>28573134
"The smaller charges are planted. How are you doing, Sunset?"
>"I just planted my third charge. These vents crisscross like nothing else."
"Take your time. We've got lots of it. How are things on your end, Pinkie?"
>She doesn't answer you.
"Pinkie. Pinkie Pie. Come in."
>She still doesn't answer.
>The one time you want her to talk to you is the time that she doesn't.
"Damn it."
>You shut off your comms and quietly make your way over to the other ledge.
>Hopefully nothing happened to her.
>You reach the ledge and look down at the platform just below.
>You jump down and land with a thud before turning around and pulling out your blaster rifle.
>The door opens as you approach and you see two Republic security officers laying dead on the ground.
>The second doorway just beyond is being held open by one of the officer's helmets.
>You step over them and open the door.
>Just down the hallway, two more guards are laying face-down with their heads away from you.
>They were killed from behind.
>The door behind you automatically shuts and you quickly proceed down the hallway.
>Everything is clean, well-lit, and free of any sign of violence. With the exception of the bodies on the ground.
>You try Pinkie again.
"Pinkie, come in. Pinkie."
>A few seconds later, you hear her whisper in your ear.
>"What? I'm busy."
"I'm inside. Where are you?"
>"I'm inside too, doing my job. Follow your own plan and shush."
>She shuts off communications with you right after.
>That's the first time that she's ever sassed at you like that. You're a bit surprised.
>She's got a point though.
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>Keeping your blaster rifle armed, you prepare to use your dartcaster as you silently continue through the hallway.
>You carefully peer around a corner and spot another guard. This one is still alive and breathing.
>He clearly has no idea that there are four dead guards just down the hall, because he's just standing there at attention.
>You bring your dartcaster up and aim it at his neck before firing.
>It zips through the air and injects the poison into his neck less than a second later.
>"Ow! What the-"
>He grabs his neck and looks around, spotting you.
>He's about to raise his blaster at you, but starts to rock back and forth slowly.
>A couple seconds later, he collapses.
>You continue forward, stepping over his now lifeless body when you reach it, and head down the hallway.
>Your HUD indicates that the senator's room is just on your left.
>You'd continue there now, but you don't know how many guards Pinkie has killed.
>The next hallway you reach forks left, so you take it.
>It's completely free of life, so you stay alert.
>You're glad you do, because up ahead, three guards come walking out of a joining room and into the hall.
>You screech to a stop and immediately look around for a place to hide.
>There's no rooms or anything around you. You're just there in the hallway.
"Damn!"
>Maybe you can take them all out quickly.
>One of them looks forward and sees you.
>"Hey!"
>You quickly hit him in the neck with a dart.
>The other two have noticed you as well. They draw their weapons as their comrade chokes on the poison.
>You draw your weapon first and aim it at them. Your time for stealth is over.
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>>28573200
>"Woah, wait a sec!"
>Just before you can pull the trigger, something pink drops down from the ceiling behind them and grabs them by their heads.
>She twists the both of them, making them crack loudly before they drop to the ground.
>Pinkie looks at you with a wide smile and waves.
"Impressive."
>She giggles as you walk toward her.
>"I told ya I'm good! Even if you did interrupt me."
>You're going to ignore that. She's okay and back to her bubbly self.
"Is this floor clear?"
>"Yep! We just can't be too noisy or else the patrols below will hear us. Hopefully that isn't too much trouble?"
"Har har." You say unenthusiastically as you contact Sunset. "How are those charges coming, Sunset?"
>"They're coming along. I've only got three more to plant."
"Alright, keep in touch."
>Looks like you've got a little time on your hands.
>Maybe the senator has a terminal containing a few juicy secrets somewhere.
>It's not a bad idea to look. He may not fess up when you interrogate him later.
>You look down the hallway toward a few of the open rooms before turning to Pinkie.
"Think the senator has any good stuff laying around?"
>"Oooh, I dunno. Let's go see!"
>She quickly heads down the hallway and into the room that the three guards came from.
>You follow her, keeping your guard up just in case either of you missed anyone.
>It's a simple meeting room with a table surrounded by chairs in the middle. It's very dull, with nothing of value in sight.
>Pinkie is walking around the table and checking every nook and cranny she can find beside or below it, but eventually comes back to you.
>"Nothing in here. Let's check another room."
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>>28573219
>The two of you quietly move through the hallways, checking each room that you pass for anything of interest.
>Rounding a corner, you spot another pair of guards standing in front of a closed door.
>Pinkie whispers softly behind you. "Oops! I forgot about those two."
You whisper back. "It's fine. Let's just take them out."
>You kill the nearest one with a toxic dart and Pinkie restrains the other with the Force, leaving him open for another one of your darts.
>Neither of them even made a sound.
>Once they're down and out, you two check out the door they were guarding.
>"What do you think is in here?"
"Not sure. Only one way to find out though."
>You grab your blaster rifle and get yourself ready for anything that may be behind the door before you open it.
>It slides open and you look around inside for any movement.
>You're met with a dark, narrow hallway. The darkened lights on the ceiling barely give off enough to see ahead of you.
>It's very out of place, compared to the other hallways in this building.
>"Spooky."
>You take a slow step forward and keep yourself ready. Pinkie follows close behind you.
>As you press forward, you hear a weak groan up ahead and it makes you freeze.
>You and Pinkie aim your weapons ahead and listen for anything else.
>The groan comes again.
>"Are there... ghosts here?"
"It kind of sounds like it."
>You continue toward the groaning.
>It's not a ghostly groan, but it is weak. Like a sound a prisoner would make.
>At the end of the hallway, you enter through a doorway and into...
"A detention center?"
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>>28573278
>Three small cells are on your left and right.
>They're all open except for one.
>In the back right corner, a blue energy gate closes off access, preventing anyone from getting in or out.
>The groans are coming from there.
>You lower your weapon and slowly approach the cell.
>When you get your first look at its occupant, you're both surprised and confused.
>Multiple questions flood your head. One of the most prominent being, 'Why does Hoity Toity have detention cells in his apartment building?'
>The other prominent question, 'What is she doing in there, and how long has she been here?'
"Adagio Dazzle..."
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>>28573342
Alright, I'm stopping there for tonight. Sorry it took a while between a few posts. My internet is shit right now. I'll post more soon.
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>>28573360
It's good, thanks for posting.
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>>28563990

This thread just exists more sporadically than others.
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>>28571370
Droid Anon had a different SW story that involved Trixie, but I believe he deleted it.
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>>28574389
That's an understatement.
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>>28571653
How do they hold their lightsabres? They don't have hands, how can they swing their blade?
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>>28576478
I've been asking that same question for years, anon
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>>28576699
Tiny hairs that grab everything like spiders and select insects.
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>>28578014
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Where's the rest of the writefags? Did they forget about us?
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>>28578983
I sure as hell hope not. I need my Churroanon.

But what we really need are some new writers.
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>>28579031
I really like the writers we have but yeah it be good to have some more writers here considering somer are gone or a bit inconsistent
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We need to keep it alive.
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>>28578014
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Nein stop dying
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>>28579228
>>28579712
>>28580478
>>28581389

As much as I would like to post my daily updates to the werewolf story here, I just can't.

I would love for more writers, or for someone to step up to the plate for a full-time tale, but in the end we just have to take what we can get.

I remarked the other day in the discord chat how Star Wars isn't quite to MLP what Fallout ended up being, unfortunately.
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>>28579712
>>28580478
>>28581389
>>28581440
It's probably for the best to let the general rest. She's had a good run. Maybe Episode VIII will revive it.
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>>28581557
Oh.
Well.
Alright then.
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>>28582091
If you want to pick up the mantle of responsibility, then go ahead.
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>>28581440
That may be a good thing because FOE is a shitshow at the best of times.
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>>28582286
Even if I did want to take up that mantle, there's really no point now. This general is dead. I knew it would happen once Sarge finished his story.
You guys are right. It was good while it lasted, but unfortunately, every ride (and I do mean EVERY ride) must come to an end eventually. Maybe it will be back for Rogue One, maybe it will be back for Episode VIII. I don't know.
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what stories would you recommend to someone that wants to start reading something from this thread, or what are the stories about do as to choose for myself
i already started sergeant's story
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>>28582598
Churro and Solaire's.
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>>28582598
Dont read the pilot ones. They will break your heart with how short they are and how abruptly they end.

Same for Seperatist Anon.
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page 9
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>>28582697
Which separatist anon do you mean
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>>28539359
Fuck I can't choose! I don't want it to end... I can't not choose, but no option is the best. The only way to win is to stop reading but I can't! This story hangs my heart to dry an I can't take it.
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>>28584323
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>>28584557
SepAnons IIRC.
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I think I'm going to post just one more update before I do my part to lay this thread to rest.
Unless other people come back, or someone starts another story with a bigger hook to get this thread active again, I really don't see it becoming anything other than a thread filled with bumps.
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>>28586095
I'm sure episode 8 will fix that.

Hell, there's a JoJo General that has survived four threads with green pumped everyday because of the Animation of part 4 hype.

I want to believe
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>>28586206
We can only hope it happens again, in the future. Now just isn't the time.
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>>28586280
Don't forget about us.
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>>28586310
I'd never forget this thread.

I'll post one more update later today.
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Well shoot - where am I gonna dump my silly little Star Wars Crossover doodles now?
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>>28586751
Well, the thread isn't dead yet
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>>28539161
is this the most autismal thing I've ever seen
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>>28586847
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>>28587718
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Soon
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>>28573342
>Adagio is a mess. She's clearly been in this cell for a long time.
>She's sitting in the far left corner on the floor. She's barefoot, her wrists are bruised and bloody, and she's barely wearing these tattered, revealing rags that are supposed to pass as clothing, you wager.
"Adagio?"
>She slowly looks up and around the cell. She's disoriented. She can hear you, but it takes a while for her to look at you.
>"...o-oh... Who... Wh-who're..."
>She mumbles something for a moment before her eyes begin to widen slowly.
>"...you... B... B-Bounty...hunter..."
>She remembers you.
"What happened? What are you doing in here?"
>Her eyes squint and fill with some of the hate you remember her having on Nar Shaddaa.
>"You...did...th-this..."
>Pinkie covers her mouth and gasps softly when she sees Adagio.
>"Oh my gosh..."
>Adagio looks at Pinkie slowly for a moment before looking back to you.
>Her look shifts to one of despair.
>"P-Please...kill me..."
>Damn.
>She must've gone through all kinds of hell in here.
>Hoity Toity gets worse and worse every second.
>She shouldn't be here.
>You holster your rifle and go to the door controls.
>"Anon, what are you doing?"
>Pinkie sounds suspicious. She probably thinks you're going to grant Adagio her wish.
"I'm getting her out of there. This is all kinds of wrong."
>You try to open the cell, but the control console flashes red, denying access. You slam your fist down on it before trying again.
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>>28588841
>Like before, it flashes red.
>You growl and make another attempt.
"Pinkie, close the detention center door."
>She does as you command and, once again, the console flashes red.
>After three more tries, you take out your rifle and fire at the console a few times and destroy it.
>The blue energy gate flickers before powering down.
>You and Pinkie step inside and move to Adagio.
>She makes no attempt to flee. She just hangs her head weakly.
"Adagio, listen to me."
>You crouch down beside her and snap your fingers in front of her face.
"Hey. Look at me."
>You grab her head and slowly move it back so her eyes focus on you.
"I know you hate my guts right now, but I need you to trust me. I'm getting you out of here, alright?"
>She looks at you blankly as you speak. No emotion is shown on her face at all.
"I'm going to kill Hoity Toity and you'll be free, alright? Can you stand?"
>You want to know what happened to her, but she's in no condition to talk right now.
>She slowly looks to her legs before bringing one up.
>You and Pinkie help her up and hold her to prevent her from collapsing.
>Adagio's legs tremble and she whimpers in pain as she weakly attempts to stand.
>Pinkie looks her up and down with worry.
>"Anon, I don't think she's going to make it."
>You hate to admit it, but she's probably right.
"She needs to live. She might know something."
>How are you going to get her out of here?
>This is not good. You hate it when you don't know what to do.
>You reach over and press a button on your gauntlet to contact Sunset.
"Sunset, come in."
>"I'm here. Just finished with the last charge."
"Good to hear, but we've got a problem."
>"What is it?"
"Adagio Dazzle. She's alive."
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>You and Pinkie drag Adagio out of her cell and into the hallway.
>"You stopped her before, Anon. Do it again."
"No, it's not like that. She's been a captive here, probably since we dropped her off. She's alive, but only barely."
>"Barely?"
"She's skin and bones, malnourished, disoriented, everything. She's hanging on by a thread. We're getting her out of here."
>Suddenly, lights in the hallway you're in flash on, catching you and Pinkie off-guard.
>The sound of Hoity Toity's voice comes on through some speakers above you.
>"The only place you're going now is hell, bounty hunters."
>You and Pinkie look up at the source of the voice.
>"I wanted to have more fun torturing that little snake, but you two have caused quite a bit of trouble for me tonight."
>The light on the door ahead of you turns red as it locks.
"No!"
>You leave Adagio with Pinkie and immediately go to the door controls.
>"No matter. You are not the first intruders I've killed, and you certainly won't be the last."
>You scramble to open the door, but it won't open. You're locked in.
>Just then, you hear a faint hissing sound all around you.
>"Anon!"
>You turn around to face Pinkie. She's pointing to a small vent in the floor that has started to leak a thick, green-white cloud of smoke.
>It's dioxis gas.
"Both of you hold your breath!"
>Pinkie inhales a deep breath and covers Adagio's mouth and nose.
>Sunset is still active in your ear.
>"Anon! Anon, what's going on there?!"
"We're surrounded by dioxis! Get back to the ship!"
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>>28588900
>You take a deep breath as well. Your helmet is useless against toxins.
>You turn back to the console and pound more buttons to try and get the door to open. You have mere seconds, at this rate.
>The door console is not responding. Gas is now engulfing your legs and it's only getting higher.
>"You've lost, Mandalorian. Accept your fate."
>Hearing Hoity Toity's voice only pisses you off even more.
>Accept your fate and give up?
>Never.
>Thinking quickly, you grab a couple thermal charges from your belt and plant them to the door.
>It's going to make a big explosion, but it might be your only hope in breaking through. You don't know how strong this door is.
>Once the charges are planted and active, they start to beep and flash red.
>You have five seconds.
>You turn around and bolt toward the girls, grabbing them and heading into the gas, back toward the cells.
>The three of you dive into the nearest cell on your left and prepare yourselves.
>"How pathet-"
>The sudden tremor, the brilliant flash of light and the deafening sound of the explosion cuts the senator off mid-speech.
>A large wall of fire comes screaming past the cell half a second later, pushing much of the dioxis with it.
>It doesn't have anywhere to go, however, so it just spreads a thin layer of the gas all around you.
>You wait with the girls until the explosion passes. Pinkie's face has begun to turn purple and Adagio has started to try and pry her hand off her mouth.
>A second later, you grab them and run toward the exit. Hopefully, it's open now.
>Your hopes are not in vain. Beyond the patches of fire on the walls and floor, the security door and the surrounding area has been replaced by warped metal, flames, smoke, and debris.
>The three of you push past the gas and out into the open hallway.
>Upon reaching fresh air, all three of you gasp loudly and collapse onto the ground.
>"WHAT?!"
>Oh good. The senator is still watching.
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>>28588943
>You cough hard and remove your helmet to take a direct breath of fresh air.
>That was too close.
>"Security! Get up here now! Bring the big guns! Bring everyone! Kill those bounty hunters!"
>The lights above you have dimmed slightly and a fire alarm has begun to sound.
>You and Pinkie look around for a moment before standing up.
"Come on! We're not done yet!"
>You help her and Adagio up before taking off down the hallway as fast as you can. Subtlety is no longer an option.
>"Anon what do we do?!"
"Stick to the plan and kill the senator! It's our best way out! Sunset!"
>She speaks in your ear. "Anon! You're alright!"
"I'm fine!" You cough again. "Triple time it to the ship!"
>Adagio can hardly stand up by herself, let alone keep up with you. You and Pinkie have to practically drag her between you two. It's slowing you down.
>When you round another corner, you come to a group of guards coming from downstairs.
>One of them points at you. "There they are! Blast them!"
>The rest of them point their weapons at you, but you and Pinkie double back behind a wall with Adagio.
>Right when you get behind cover, the guards begin to fire suppressively around your hiding spot. You're pinned.
>Adagio falls to the floor again and winces in pain.
>You growl under your breath and blindly fire your rifle around the corner at the guards.
"Pinkie, Adagio is in no shape to fight! Protect her!"
>Pinkie protectively crouches beside Adagio.
>"Where are you going?!"
>You stand and grab a thermal detonator from your belt.
"I'll handle these guys!"
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>>28588963
>Pressing the button, you hurl the grenade around the corner toward the guards and rush across the hallway to the opposite corner, firing your blaster wildly in the process.
>The guards keep their focus on you and fire as you move to a different spot.
>Once you're behind the other corner, the thermal detonator explodes.
>Screams accompany the sound of the explosion and the flash of light ceases blaster fire for a moment.
>You take advantage of this and round the corner again, firing into the light smoke while rushing forward.
>Two stragglers barely have a chance to react as you fire a few rounds into their chests.
>A guard down the hallway has recovered quicker than they did, and he fires at you.
>A blaster bolt clips your robotic arm on the shoulder. He also hits you on the left shin.
>It stings, but your armor absorbs most of the impact.
>You press toward him and continue firing. He backs away from you as you advance, but his retreat is cut short when you hit his torso.
>He grunts and falls backwards. You fire a couple more times for good measure.
>Before you can do anything else however, you're blindsided by a guard on your right.
>He tackles you, making you drop your rifle, and you both fall to the left.
>You grunt loudly as you land. The guard begins landing punches and kicks to your body.
>He attempts to grab your throat, but you grab his arm and stop him. He continues punching your helmet though.
>You twist around beneath him and catch his fist in your robotic one. The mechanisms whir loudly as you squeeze his fist tighter than humanly possible.
>The guard screams in agony and desperately tries to remove his fist from your grip as the bones in his hand begin to break.
>Giving a low growl, you swing your arm up and throw him into the wall.
>You quickly stand up and rush toward him on the ground.
>Just then, you hear a few more pairs of footsteps approach from behind you.
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>>28588993
>You turn and see three more guards, all running toward you with their blasters raised.
>Your blaster rifle is at your feet, but you don't have any cover right here.
>Thinking quickly, you grab your rifle, stand the guard at your feet up, and hold him between you and the three new guards.
>He becomes a human shield as the guards fire at you. His screams only last for a second or two.
>You hold your rifle over his right shoulder and fire at the three guards as you advance toward them.
>They back up slowly, but one by one, they eventually fall.
>The immediate area looks clear now so you discard your 'shield'.
"Pinkie, we're clear! Come on!"
>She scrambles into the open as quickly as she can with Adagio and meet up with you. The three of you take off down the hallway toward Hoity Toity's room as quickly as possible.
>The alarm is still blaring around you. More guards are on their way.
>Your HUD indicates that Hoity Toity is just down this hallway. You and Pinkie hold Adagio close and charge forward.
>The senator's voice comes on the speakers once again.
>"GET UP HERE! NOW! STOP THEM! KILL THEM!"
>He sounds panicked. Maybe he's tried to call others for reinforcements, but they aren't responding.
>Thanks to you and your communications jammer.
>The three of you round a corner and spot two more guards in front of a closed door.
>You get between them and the girls and blast them. Pinkie and Adagio stay right behind you.
>The door is locked and you're forced to stop.
>If only you had your lightsaber right now.
>Thanks a lot, Maud Pie...
"Damn! How do we get through?"
>"Anon, look! This guard has an access key!"
>One of the deceased guards at your feet as a small, plastic card on his hip.
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>>28589009
>You grab it and place it on the door's security terminal.
>It beeps and slides open and the three of you step inside.
>Hoity Toity's penthouse is a spacious, circular room with a large pillar in the center. The decor and architecture look exquisite.
>Whoever would come over to visit would know that this guy is loaded, just by looking around.
>The door behind you closes. You lock it, then blast the terminal with your rifle. That should buy you at least a little time.
"ROOOOM SERVICE!!"
>You spray a few blaster rounds at the ceiling in an attempt to scare the senator out. Even though his exact location is still highlighted on your HUD.
>Pinkie laughs loudly.
>You laugh as well and fire a few more blaster rounds toward Hoity Toity's hiding spot.
>Your HUD indicates that he's hiding out in a small room beneath the staircase that circles around the central pillar.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are..."
>Pinkie sits Adagio down on the ground and the two of you head toward the small room together.
>He's just behind this door. It's not locked.
>You'd love to mess with him some more, but unfortunately, your time is short.
>The door slides open and you're finally face-to-face with the corrupt politician himself.
>He was prepared for you though.
>When he locks eyes with your visor, he makes one last-ditch effort to kill you by pulling out a small blaster pistol and pointing it at you.
>You reflexively move out of the way with ease as he fires at you and you kick the blaster from his hand.
>Okay, maybe he wasn't prepared for you.
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>>28589038
>You grab him by the wrist before he can run away and drag him out into the open.
>"No! Please! Release me! I'll-"
>His demands are cut off suddenly when you grab him by the neck and choke him.
>He squirms and wiggles as he tries in vain to free himself, and you lift him off the ground. Pinkie points her blaster at his face.
>"Ack!... What...do you...want?"
>You hold him above you and stare at him.
"Spill your guts, senator. What do the Kath Hounds and death sticks have to do with each other?"
>He gags and tries to pull himself free from your grip. You barely give him enough air to speak.
>"Rrrgh!...I don't...know...anything about...Kath Hounds!"
You shake your head. "Don't you lie to me, hu'tuun."
>Before he can retort, you walk over to the nearest wall and slam him against it. He cries out in pain as much as he can.
"Let's try this again; the Kath Hounds and the death sticks."
>He whimpers and looks at you with pure terror in his eyes.
>"Aah!... O-Okay!... The...The Kath Hounds have nothing to do w-with the death sticks! I-I sold them t-to the Twins for an extra profit! That's all!"
>That could be true...
"What about the death sticks? What does Adagio have to do with this?"
>He struggles somewhat for a moment.
>"Why do you care?... She's just scum! Scum that you brought in, need I remind you..."
>That's not the right answer.
You lean in close so you're mere inches away from his face. "Tell me, or else I'll shatter the other one."
>He looks confused. "The...other one..?"
>Before he can continue, you press your rifle to his left knee and blast his kneecap.
>He yells out loudly in pure agony and you throw him toward the booby-trapped window. He lands on the ground with a thud.
"That's strike two, senator! My patience is gone!"
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>He looks at you in utter terror as he struggles to back away from you. His now useless leg is bleeding profusely.
>He doesn't get far when you press the button on your gauntlet and detonate the charges on the window behind him.
>The glass shatters loudly and the high-altitude air inside the penthouse de-pressurizes, whipping it all around you.
>Hoity Toity screams and cowers on the ground from the sudden force and sound of the whistling wind and traffic from outside.
>No doubt that explosion was seen by others outside. You really need to hurry now.
>You stomp toward him and grab his neck again, lifting him up and moving toward the open window.
"Tell me NOW, senator!"
>You stop at the window and dangle him over the edge.
>He squirms in fear as he looks down at the thousands of lights below him.
>"O-O-Okay! I'll talk! I'll talk!"
>You bring him back over solid ground a little.
>"Th-The death sticks and the girl were both provided b-by a Clawdite named Chrysalis!"
>Oh, great. A Clawdite.
>He continues. "Sh-She said that the Sith were looking for individuals willing to help for a reward! She said they would pay me thousands to have the girl spread the drugs across the galaxy as much as possible! I-I agreed and took the money!"
"Why death sticks?! What's their plan?!"
>He squirms again some. "I have n-no idea!"
>You growl again and pull him close to you.
"You lying, little sack of Bantha shit..."
>You point your blaster at his other knee.
>"NO! NO, PLEASE! I DON'T KNOW! I SWEAR, PLEASE!"
>You don't pull the trigger, but you leave your rifle at his knee as he begs for mercy.
>At this point, if he did know what their plan was, he would have told you.
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>>28589093
"Alright then, answer me this; where do I find Chrysalis?"
>He breathes hard and shakes in fear as he stares at you.
>"I-I don't know...but Flim and Flam might! Th-They recently informed me that the Sith were good business partners! I-I would guess that if anyone knew where to find Chrysalis, it's them!"
"Where can I find Flim and Flam?"
>"Th-They move around a lot, but right now, they're on Kessel! I swear!"
>You can hear the sounds of guards attempting to break down the door behind you. You're out of time.
"Pinkie, go grab Adagio. We have what we came for."
>She walks away and you bring Hoity Toity back over solid ground completely.
"I appreciate your willingness to share, senator Hoity Toity. Our business has now concluded."
>He grunts and slowly starts to grin.
>"Mmff... I should say so...bounty hunter."
>It's only now that you notice the sound of engines gradually getting louder and louder.
>Suddenly, a police dropship ascends from below and shines its spotlights on you.
>The pilot's voice comes on over the ship's speaker system.
>"Mandalorian! Release the senator immediately! You are surrounded!"
>You freeze and stare back at the ship as its blaster cannons point at you.
>Pinkie comes up behind you with Adagio.
>"Uh, Anon? Is it time now?"
>Two more ships ascend on either side of the one you're staring at and both point their guns and lights at you as well.
"Yep. It's time... Sunset?"
>Sunset's voice comes on in your ear. "I just got the ship started! I'm on my way!"
>The ships slowly move closer to the building. You can see that they're each carrying officers and security personnel.
>"Release him!"
>You look at Hoity Toity, whose grin doesn't falter.
"Look at you... Pulling a fast one on me, of all people."
>"Do what he says, Mandalorian... Let. Me. Go."
>You look ahead to the ledge of the building. It's only about a meter in front of you.
"Have it your way then, senator."
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>>28589124
>His grin fades and he also looks to the ledge. His eyes widen in horror once again and he shakes his head.
>"No... No! No! NO!"
"This one's for senator Melody!"
>With a grunt, you heave him out the window with all your might. He flails around as he tries and fails to grab the ledge and save himself.
>"NOOOOOOOO!!"
>His screams quickly fade away and you watch as he begins his long descent toward the planet's surface.
>That's the end of senator Hoity Toity...
>"Blast them!"
>The dropship's engines whir louder as its cannons charge up.
"Time to go, girls!"
>You press a button on your gauntlet and turn around to grab Pinkie and Adagio.
>Beneath you, the ground starts to shake and tremble as the bombs detonate.
>Just outside, you hear and see the fireballs on the edge of the building below you.
>A second later, the lights inside shut off and the building starts to crack loudly and twist.
>The main supports are gone. The building breaks and starts to crumble beneath your feet as the explosions create a chain reaction that causes the penthouse to lean forward and slide off the building.
>You almost lose your footing, but you hold tight to both of the girls and dive outside.
>A second later, you're in freefall. Behind you, the penthouse explodes and rains down debris on the police dropships.
>The chunks of metal crash into the ships as they struggle to move out of the way. Two of them crash into each other in the confusion.
>They explode or careen into another building nearby, but you don't care. They're behind you. You need to focus on not crashing into anything below you right now.
>Both Pinkie and Adagio are screaming at the top of their lungs and holding onto you for dear life.
>Your jetpack won't hold all three of you in sustained flight. The only thing it can do now is control your fall.
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>>28589137
>You maneuver out and away from the building a little bit, falling past traffic and ships along the way.
>"ANOOOOON!!!"
>Pinkie is panicking.
>"ANON, WHERE IS SUNSET?!"
"SHE'LL CATCH US!"
>The ground looks like it's coming up pretty quickly, even though you're kilometers away from the surface.
>It's been about fifteen seconds, but it feels like it's been forever.
>You look around and above you for Sunset.
>Finally, you spot her.
>"I'm right behind you guys!"
"GET RIGHT BELOW US! MATCH OUR DESCENT!"
>Sunset maneuvers the ship beneath your feet. Speeders honk and swerve to move out of the way all around you.
>The three of you approach the ship's hull. The top airlock opens and you can see inside.
>Finally, you touch down. Pinkie grabs a handle and holds on tight.
"SUNSET, WE'RE ON! GET US OUT OF HERE!"
>"Copy that!"
>You lay down flat on the ship and Sunset swings the ship down then up before evening out and giving you an opportunity to get inside.
>Pinkie moves inside the ship first, then Adagio, then you.
>Once you're on the floor, the airlock closes and you feel Sunset gun the engines.
>You lean back against the wall and take a deep breath.
"That was close..."
>You wait there for a moment to gather yourself before stepping into the main hold.
>Pinkie is already there and caring for an unconscious Adagio.
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>>28589162
>All that excitement must have been too much.
>Something else you're just noticing is that she's completely naked now. Those rags she was wearing must have flown off during freefall.
>She is literally just skin and bones from head to toe. Seeing her like this is horrible.
>You head into the cargo hold and grab a large blanket for her.
>When you get back into the main hold, you wrap the blanket around her back and cover her bare shoulders and chest with it.
>She's freezing cold. This should keep her warm and looking decent.
"Pinkie, I'm putting you in charge of her. There's food and water in the cargo hold. When she wakes up, give her some, then let me know, okay?"
>She nods. "Okay, Anon. I will."
>You stand up and head to the cockpit.
>Sunset is at the controls, maneuvering the ship through the traffic and up toward the atmosphere.
>"You get everything we need?"
>You sit down beside her.
"More or less. Our hunch was right. Hoity Toity was commissioned to have Adagio spread death sticks around the galaxy by a Sith Clawdite named Chrysalis."
>"How come?"
"He didn't know. He just took the money and agreed with no questions."
>She scoffs. "Glad he's gone."
>Damn right about that.
>"So how do we find this Chrysalis?"
"He said that he has a feeling that Flim and Flam had worked with her before. Or they're working with her still. Either way, it's our best lead. They're on Kessel."
>"Okay. I don't think we should just go to Kessel right now, all casual-like. Especially after this fiasco."
>Good point. The Republic will be high alert.
"I agree... We'll make a game plan once we're clear and we've rested. Head to Cato Neimoidia. Make random jumps on our way there, in case we're being tailed and we don't know it."
>She nods. "Good idea."
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>>28589190
>Pinkie calls out to you from the main hold.
>"Anon, she's waking up!"
>Oh good.
>"You really rescued Adagio?"
"You should see her. What's been done to her is inhumane. I had to do something." You stand up. "Besides, she might be willing to talk to us this time."
>She hums. "Fair point."
>You head to the back of the cockpit.
>"Anon, do you think we'll have to use plan B after this?"
>You pause and stand there in the doorway.
"Hopefully not. It's not off the table yet though."
>She doesn't say anything else, but she nods slowly.
>You continue into the main hold. Pinkie is holding a bottle of water and helping Adagio take a drink.
>Adagio is sitting on a chair, still wrapped in her blanket.
>You remove your helmet and set it on the table.
>She looks like she hasn't had a decent sleep in weeks.
>Well, she probably hasn't, actually.
>She's trembling weakly and hesitantly taking a few gulps of water.
>You shake your head. This is so wrong.
>"I don't think she'll be able to talk to us, Anon."
"There's no way she is in any condition to. Not yet."
>She needs medical attention.
>You turn to the table behind you and contact Rarity.
>After a few rings, she answers, her holographic face appearing in front of you.
>"Anonymous! You're not dead! Thank goodness!"
>Of course you're not dead. It's you.
"Rarity, we're on our way back to you. We need medical attention."
>She suddenly looks worried.
>"Oh dear! What happened to you, darling?"
"It's not me that needs it."
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>>28589206
>You turn around and look at Adagio.
>Rarity follows your gaze and pauses for a moment.
>"Is...that?"
>You nod.
"Yes it is. She needs help."
>Rarity pauses for a moment before nodding slowly.
>"Very well then, Anonymous. I'll be ready for you."
"Thanks, Rarity."
>You shut off the hologram projector and she fades away again.
>You set both your hands down on the table in front of you and take another deep breath.
>So many questions are going through your head right now.
>Hopefully, Adagio will be willing to answer a few of them.
>Last time you were together, you didn't exactly like each other.
>You hear her moan softly behind you.
>Pinkie is smiling at you as she sets down the empty water bottle.
>"I think she's going to be okay now."
>You sure hope so.
"Let's get her into a bed. She needs to rest."
>You move beside her and carefully pick her up.
>She moans softly again and closes her eyes as she rests her head on your shoulder.
>Pinkie follows you as you carry her into the crew quarters and set her on one of the extra beds you have.
>She lays down flat and immediately falls asleep.
>You take another breath.
"Alright then..."
>You turn to leave, but Pinkie remains.
>"Anon? I have a quick question."
"Yes?"
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>>28589229
>"Just something I was curious about. Before you threw the senator out the window, you called him...a word, or a name. It was, like, hoot...or hooton, or something."
>Oh, THAT word.
"Hu'tuun."
>"Right! That word. Anyway, I was curious. That does that mean?"
>You smirk and turn around to face her.
"It's a word in Mando'a. It's pretty much the worst thing you can ever say to a Mandalorian. If you did, it's quite possibly the last thing you would ever say to anyone at all."
>She nods slowly. "Okay, but what does it mean though?"
"It means 'coward'."
>She gets a look of understanding on her face and nods again.
>"Ooooh, I see."
"Yeah... It's a bad word, but Hoity Toity tried to lie to me. Only cowards make a habit out of lying."
>Pinkie nods once. "It's a bad word, and a bad person to be."
>You grin at her and chuckle.
"Couldn't have said it any better myself."
>She smiles back at you and you turn around to head to your quarters.
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>>28589262
Alright kids, that's all I've got for tonight.
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Howdy ya'll! Long time no see.

I feel like I'm a bit late to the party, but I've got a pretty big update ready for ya'll who still follow Inquisitor Anon. It's been a long time coming, hope it was worth the wait!

http://pastebin.com/gCJvy2B7

>>28539359
My dumbass is still several updates behind on account of me missing the last thread or two. I do look forward to seeing just how this wild ride ends and I'm sure it's gonna be special!

>>28589276
I'm in a similar boat with your story right now unfortunately, but I WILL catch up eventually. Thanks for all the effort you've been putting in though man.
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>>28589319
Since it's been literally months since I've touched Inquisitor Anon, here's 'brief' summary of what's been going on for Anon and friends!


In the last several updates, one-time enemy of Anon and Midnight’s, renegade Black Sun Assassin Sunset Shimmer found her way to Dathomir where she started to resume her Jedi Training under the tutelage of former Jedi Knight Iron Will.

Unbeknownst to Sunset Shimmer, Anon is taking Apprentice Inquisitor Applebloom to the planet Dathomir on a mission to hunt down and kill Iron Will in the name of the Empire! However, before they could arrive a disturbance in the Force diverted their attention to Applebloom’s homeworld of Ordo. A side trip there revealed that Applebloom’s entire clan had been wiped out by rival Mandalorian clans. Seizing this opportunity to subtly push Applebloom further down the path of the Dark Side, Anon took Applebloom to the nearby world of Taris so he could begin to train her in earnest. After a series of brutal trials, Anon revealed his true nature to Applebloom with the help of Midnight Sparkle and together, they convinced the young girl to join them in their dark quest as Anon’s apprentice.

MEANWHILE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE GALAXY, rogue Jedi Master Celestia finds herself wrapped up in a brutal battle against the Empire. Whilst laying low on the backwater world of Florrum, Celestia witnessed the Empire enacting a vicious bombing campaign over the world. Vowing to enact justice, Celestia enlists the aid of the local pirate factions in order to wipe out the small Imperial Fleet…
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>>28589343
>With a few clicks, you fasten your scarred white armor to your chest
>Slipping on the somewhat blackened white gloves and latching on the mostly empty duty belt, you breathe a deep sigh before staring up into the sky
>A hot wind blows by, tossing dust up into the air as you look back down
>You grab your white clone trooper helmet and don it
“I will destroy all who seek to destroy me.”
>An Echani war chant, somewhat uncharacteristic for a Jedi perhaps but you fancy it nonetheless
>Engines roar up above as another torrent of wind and dust is kicked into the air
>You watch as several Z-95 Headhunter Starfighters, as well as saucer shaped Flarestar Class Attack Shuttles, fly by
>Turning away, you gaze upon a battered Eta-2, once commonly called a Jedi Starfighter, it’s chipped yellow paint almost completely stripped away from years of abuse
>You run your hand over it’s hull, remembering battles of the past
>Flying alongside your battle-sister Luna, the two of you had charged into battle in such vessels countless times against the Separatists
>This may be the last time this fighter sees combat, you are determined to make it count
>You hop inside and the cockpit lights up
>Immediately the radio flares
>”Ayy Boss! This the right signal?”
“I read you loud and clear.”
>”Right, well… you sure we can take these Imps? I mean, there’s only a few dozen of us left. Can’t we just—“
“Escape is not an option, not unless you’re comfortable with these TIE’s carpet bombing every town on the planet.”
>”Well errrr, no. I don’t think any of us are fine with that, but alone we can’t—“
“You sent out the distress signal as I had commanded did you not?”
>”Yeah yeah, every gang on Florrum should know what’s going on now.”
“Then we will have reinforcements. We aren’t alone, we will carry out the attack and destroy all of the Empire’s forces. Is that clear?”
>”s-Sure thing…”
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>>28589353
>Closing the hatch on the starfighter, you rise up into the air
>Smoke still bellows from the town that the TIE bombers had attacked earlier today
>You’re not sure why this massacre began, but you intend on ending it right now
>Kicking the engine into gear and pulling on the steering wheel, you veer straight up into the sky and begin to climb through Florrum’s atmosphere
>Your starfighter shakes and groans painfully as you steel yourself for the battle ahead
>You are Celestia, a Master of a fallen order, an Echani Warrior, a General of a Republic that no longer exists, and a sworn enemy of the Empire
“I will destroy all who seek to destroy me.”
>Suddenly, the bright light of day disappears as the pitch blackness of space surrounds you
>Gazing down at your radar, you quickly size up your forces
>About a dozen star fighters and a handful of attack shuttles
>Easily one of the least impressive forces you’ve ever led, but beggars cannot be choosers
>”Hey General, are we going to waiit for the other gangs to show up or—“
“There is no time. This will have to do for now.”
>”Enemy ships spotted!”
“Hm?”
>”What the Hell!? Is that a Star Destroyer!?”
“A Star Destroyer is several times larger than that. It’s a Quasar Fire-Class Cruiser Carrier.”
>”A what?!”
“A vessel with many hangars that carries around a lot of fighters and bombers.”
>“o-Oh…”
>”Hey hold on there’s two big vessels on either side of it!”
“Carrick Class Light Cruisers. We should focus our efforts primarily on them before taking out the carrier. Be careful, they’re faster than they look."
>You grimace at the sight of the wedge shaped carrier and the heavily armored cruisers alongside it
>This would not be an easy battle
>”The carrier’s sending out TIE’s!’
>Your eyes widen slightly as a squadron of the Empire’s starfighters races towards you all
“So it begins.”
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>>28589368
>Letting go of the wheel and dimming the lights in your cockpit, you clasp your hands together and hang your head
>Breath in
>…
>Breathe out
>…
>You can sense fear, fear and doubt
>The pirates and cutthroats you’ve gathered to your side are not the bravest lot, but you could hardly blame them for being afraid
>Your forces were outnumbered, and the Empire boasted much more advanced arms
>But there was something that you had that they didn’t
>A greater reason to fight
“I can sense our enemies, they have been forced here from all across the galaxy to wipe out a world they have never heard of for reasons they do not understand. They are loyal and some are brave, but to them this battle means little. To us, we must either fight or die.”
>Your hands grips together tightly as you close your eyes
“We have no choice but to stand and fight and win!”
>Breathe in
>…
>…
>Breathe out
>…
>…
>Your body shudders as you reach out to your men with the Force
>Their spirits are like tiny flames that you seek to enkindle
>Soon enough, their fires burn brighter until you can feel their heat wash over you through the cold vacuum of space
“May the Force be with us, CHARGE!”
>"Let’s go!”
>”KILL EM ALL!”
>”FOR HONDO! FOR FLORRUM!”
>The pirates roar over the open channel as their engines flare up and their ships speed ahead
>Laser fire thunders through the silence of space as they rush at the TIE’s
>Reaching out to them, you internally glower at them
>”Your Emperor is throwing your lives away. No one will mourn your passing should you die here. You have already lost this battle.”
>With that you feel their own wills begin to falter as the battle begins
>It had been many years since you had tapped into this power, yet it seemed it was as strong as ever
>The Force power of Battle Meditation was still within your grasp
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>>28589399
“Flarestars, don’t waste time with those TIE’s. Focus your firepower on those Carricks while Z-95’s cover you!”
>”Yes ma’m!”
>”Aye Aye.”
>You wrench open an eye and watch the battle from afar as the pirates punch through the TIE attack and make their attack runs on the Imperial Cruisers.”
>The TIEs appear to be lagging behind considerably as the Pirate shuttles begin firing several missiles into the Carrick cruisers' hulls
>A few of them are shot down, but some of the missiles meet their mark resulting in several fiery explosions across the surface of the Imperial vessels
>”Damn, those shields are tough!”
>”There’s too many—ARRRRRGH!”
>You close your eyes as your comrade screams and his fighter bursts into flames
“Maintain current strategy. Attack!”
>You renew your concentration, seeking to connect your spirit with theirs
>The Battle for Florrum rages on
>It is an incredibly fierce fight
>For each fighter of yours that is lost, no less than two of theirs is destroyed
>As valiantly as you are fighting, it won’t be long until you run out of—
>”Hey you bucketheads! No one bombs our home!”
>You turn your head to the side as your radar whizzes and picks up on the presence of another handful of star fighters
>More pirates or simply angry locals, you are not sure
>You grin as you sense the determination radiating from them
“The Empire doesn’t stand a chance.”
>Another volley of missiles crashes into one of the Carricks
>”Did we get em?”
>A lone Z-95 zooms by and fires upon the ship’s hull
>The Imperial vessel can take no more, as the entire ship erupts in explosive flames
“Nice shot, now finish off the other!”
>Just like that, the battle had swung in your favor
“The Force is with us this day, now—“
>”AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!”
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>>28589431
>Your attention swerves to the side as you stare out at a lone TIE fighter that has emerged in the fight
“This one’s… different.”
>The vessel moves incredibly fast as it bobs and weaves through the space battle, firing several pot shots that manage to blast apart a few more star fighters
>You notice that its wings are slightly curved, clearly differentiating it from a normal TIE fighter
“Who are you?"
>Firing a missile, the lone TIE manages to score a direct hit on a shuttle of yours, blowing it to pieces, before it races away from the chaos of the battle
“Where are you—?”
>You’re cut off by the TIE’s roaring laser fire
“Ah!”
>Grabbing hold of the steering wheel, you pull the ship aside just in the nick of time as the TIE fires upon your ship
>Hitting full throttle, you speed away as the TIE begins to chase you
“Blast it, someone get this TIE off of me!”
>You glance behind you as the TIE zooms closer and fire off another volley
>”ARRRRGH!”
>Looking down at your radar, you see that the battle is once again shifting away
>Without you focusing on your Battle Meditation, your forces will be in trouble
>Another barrage of lasers fly by
“Ahh!”
>Your fighter rumbles as a direct hit rattles it, tearing it’s shields apart
>Rerouting more power to the engines, you attempt to turn about and shake your pursuer
>Yet he manages to stay on you as he continues his attack
“Come on, hold together. Hold toge—“
>The fighter shakes again as a laser slices through your right wing
>Various lights flash as the ship begins to veer off to the side
“Grrrrr!”
>Pulling up on the wheel, you attempt to rein your starfighter in as it careens further into the battle and inadvertently heads toward the Imperial Carrier
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>>28589458
>Gritting your teeth, you pull back as hard as you can on the steering wheel and swerve around the ship
>A hail of turbo laser fire from the the carrier’s guns greets you as your flaming fighter closes in
>”General!”
>”Ah Hell! Eject! EJECT!”
“NO!”
>One of the Imperial Carrier’s hangars falls square within your sight
“Forget about me! Focus all your firepower on destroying that last cruiser!”
>Your eyes narrow as you slam on the throttle
“I’ll take out this Quasar myself.”
>Speeding under another few blasts, you reach out and place a hand over the Eject switch
>Inhaling a sharp breath, you slowly exhale as warning lights and various sparks illuminate your grim visage
“I will destroy all who seek to destroy me.”
>The Eta 2 zooms inside the hangar and you slam the switch
>Calling upon the Force, you fly out of the cockpit while your fighter roars inside
>Flipping through the air, a great explosion, followed by multiple blood curdling screams, booms over
>Shakily lading upon your feet, you gaze up and spot a huge flaming wreckage at the end of the hangar bay
>Thus ends the last flight of your Jedi Starfighter
>”FREEZE!”
>”MOVE! MOVE!”
>A multitude of white boots stomp across the ground as dozens of stormtroopers take aim at you
>Raising his voice while preparing his blaster pistol, a clean cut Imperial officer shouts
>”It’s over traitor! Surrender!”
>They were preparing for you
>”Lay down your lightsaber!”
>Your hands grip into fists as you reach out through the Force and sense foes everywhere
>For the first in a long time, you recall your old master and how he famously refused to surrender before the Separatists just as the war began
“Come and take it.”
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>>28589499
>You toss your hands out and unleash a miasma of blinding light
>Numerous voices cry out in shock while a storm of blaster fire rages all around
>Ducking and weaving under the barrage, you reach to your belt for Paladin
>Brandishing your weapon, you ignite it’s long blue beam and charge
>You swing your saber as another scream fils your ears
>Hacking and slashing, you cut a swath through your enemies while light fills the hangar bay
“ARGH!”
>Searing pain grips your side as you twist about and cut down the trooper attacking from behind
>Realizing the foolishness of staying out in the open, you sprint on through the hangar
>Cutting a swath through your foes, you tumble inside a corridor and examine your wound
>Blaster fire had glanced through the side of your breastplate, and had reduced your jedi robes to tatters
>Tossing what was left of the rags aside, you continue to run through the hallway with your saber in hand
“If I can reach the shield generator, I can—“
>You reel back just as you were rounding a corner, a blaster bolt punching a hole in the wall where your head was only a moment ago
>It seems a barricade of various crates, defended by roughly a dozen more stormtroopers, blocked your path
>You can sense stragglers from the hangar closing in
“There is so many…”
>With little time to plan something clever, you steel yourself and charge out into the open
>Twirling your saber about, you deflect the incoming blaster bolts while making your way forward
>You think little of the death that likely awaits you, instead channelling any fear or anger you felt from within to your advantage
>This may very well be your final battle, a struggle alongside pirates over a barren world
>But if this was to be your end,
>”AAAAAAA!”
>”Fall back! Fall-ARGH!”
>Then you would not go quietly
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>>28589528
>Time passes you by seemingly in an instant, your most recent memories a blur of bloodshed
“Sixty-one? Seventy-one? Bah…"
>You’ve completely lost count of how many you’ve slain
>With each labored step you march on through the corridor until stopping before a massive black blast door
>Stumbling up to the panel, you slash your saber through it
>Sparks bounce off of your armor as you step back and watch it open
>In this large chamber lies a massive metallic pillar that connects the floor to the ceiling
>Your eyes fall upon an opening along it’s side where a flash of green light emanates
>Reaching down to your duty belt, you tear off a Thermal Detonator
>Ripping the pin off by hand, you chuck the tiny orb forward and guide it’s course with the Force
>It bounces about inside the green-lit opening and tumbles inside
“Fire in the hole."
>Ducking out beside the blast door, your cautiousness is quickly rewarded
>The entire ship rumbles as a great burst of fire roars out into the hall
>Alarms bare overhead while you begin to march away
“Shield Generator is down, now to head for the bridge…”
>Slowly marching down the hall, you find yourself before a catwalk that lies over a seemingly bottomless pit
>In the middle of this large and dark chamber seems to be a circular platform
>”Quite an impressive display.”
>You assume a battle stance as a calm man's voice carries over to you
>Suddenly, you hear footsteps echoing throughout the chamber
>”You’ve managed to make a mess of an entire company of some of the Empire’s finest soldiers.”
>You scoff as you march forward along the catwalk
“These conscripts are nothing compared to what the Republic had.”
>”Yes, I’m well aware of your nostalgia for days long gone General.”
>Your eyes scan the chamber as you make your way to the circular platform
>Try as you might, you cannot seem to find the source of that voice
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>>28589561
>"You are quite a difficult woman to get a hold of. I don’t think any of my brothers and sisters have, save for the one’s who never returned.”
“I have scant patience for Inquisitors.”
>”Hmph. I do hope you can make time for me. After all, I ravaged an entire planet just to catch your attention.”
>Your heart skips a beat as you stagger onto the platform
“You mean… all of this?”
>”Yes, just to draw you out.”
>Closing your eyes, images of the destruction of Florrum flash through your mind
>”And you took the bait so easily.”
>Your eyes wrench open as you grip your lightsaber tight
“You are as twisted inside as your masters, so full of malice. Well no more! Show yourself!”
>The low thrum of a saber igniting bellows from behind
>Turning back the way you came, you watch as a tall gaunt figure strides over the catwalk with a single red saber in his grasp
>”Greetings Jedi.”
>The Dark Side feels strong with him, stronger than any other Inquisitor you’ve faced
“Vader? No, you must be his right hand. The Grand Inquisitor.”
>”And you must be the one who attacked my academy on Prakith. You made quite a reputation for yourself that day.”
>You raise your saber above your head, and angle it towards him as he calmly approaches
>”Juyo stance, and a blue lightsaber with a silver hilt. Yes, I’m positive now. You are the one who slaughtered my students.”
>The figure is so close now that, through the glow of your sabers, you can now make out the Sith tattoos on his face and the jagged teeth in his smile
>”Master Celestia.”
>You remain silent as he grins expectantly
>Reaching up a hand, you grip your helmet and tear it off
>It clatters to the ground and rolls over the side of the platform into the abyss
>”My my, I can see the years haven’t tarnished your beauty. I wonder if your saber skills have also aged well?"
>With your vision unobstructed, you narrow your eyes upon your opponent
“Shall we begin?”
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>>28589584
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ItpYeadX-vk
>The Grand Inquisitor marches over, a hand behind his back while the other aims his saber at you
>”Lets.”
>Moving with a speed and precision beyond any foe you’ve faced in years, the Inquisitor strides forward and attacks!
>His saber stabs at you as he takes the offensive, forcing you to take a step back
>Ducking under a thrust made for your head, you swoop in and unleash several slashes of your own
>His smile disappears as you hack away through his defense before—
“Aaah!”
>Your offensive is broken, and you find yourself sliding back
>The Inquisitor chuckles as you grip the blaster wound in your side and exhale
>”It’s not too late to surrender.”
“And become a pawn of the Sith?”
>Gritting through the pain you fling yourself forward at your foe
“Never!"
>Your foe’s eyes widen as he staggers back toward the platform’s railing
>Paladin slashes down through the railing with ease while you chase after your foe
>The Grand Inquisitor hops back toward one of the catwalks, raising his saber up to you while awaiting your approach
>”A shame. Then you will die out here, alone and forgotten. An ignoble end if there ever was one.”
“A Jedi does not die. You on the other hand…”
>You toss an open palm at him as you rush in
>He weathers the blast of Force Push as you unleash another assault
>Even with fatigue and blood loss setting in, you still manage to send him reeling
>The Grand Inquisitor growls as he stabs back, the two of you exchanging blow after blow
>You can sense his frustration
>He likely expected the stormtroopers would’ve softened you up more
“Pathetic!”
>You parry his blow and slash down, slicing cleanly into the catwalk
“Is this the best the Emperor can muster!?”
>He scoffs
>”This is only the beginning!”
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>>28589597
>The entire ship shudders, causing both you and the Inquisitor to grasp the railings
>Your comlink buzzes to life
>”General! We’ve finished off the cruiser, now we’re gonna blow that carrier to pieces!”
>”Where are you?”
“I’m on the carrier.”
>”WHAT?!”
>”Break off the bombing run!”
“No! Press the attack, I’ll be off the ship before it blows.”
>You turn the comlink off as your foe regains his footing
>”I’m afraid there will be no escape.”
>The hatred you sense within him is immense, yet his face continues to hold onto that self-assured grin
>Glaring back at him, you hold your saber high as you advance
“You’ve made a fatal mistake Inquisitor.”
>”Oh?”
“Look at me. My body has been grievously injured and exhausted yet I am still able to fight. Do you know why?”
>He smirks while pointing his saber at you
>”It is your lightsaber style. Juyo forces it’s user to rely on one’s inner passion and mental fortitude to carry on. However, I can see that you’re nearly spent."
>The Grand Inquisitor holds out his saber as it’s guard elongates into a circular form and emits a second saber beam!
>"A Sith Style like Juyo is wasted on a Jedi like you."
>His weapon begins to whirl in a circular motion as he steps forward and strikes
>Undeterred, you march up to the whirling beams
“THIS IS NOT JUYO!”
>You slam your saber into his dual beams, halting the whirlwind
>His smile fades as you rain a series of blows down on him, sending sparks flying everywhere
>The Grand Inquisitor's anger and fear grows with each step, fueling your advance
“In the final days of the Republic, I convinced my master Windu to teach me his ultimate technique! A form of Juyo that is powered not simply by passion, but by the Dark Side within oneself AND one’s foes! THIS—“
>You slice the Inqusitor’s lightsaber in half, leaving him with but a single saber as he stumbles away
“— IS VAAPAD!”
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>>28589622
>Slicing large gashes into the catwalk with almost reckless abandon, you raise your a hand and unleash a powerful burst of the Force!
>The Inquisitor goes flying back into the hall, and you are quick to pursue him out of the chamber
>When you find him, his composure is long gone
>He realizes now how you were able to kill so many of his warriors, and why he has been losing this duel despite having outsmarted you
>The Inquisitor’s own malice, his own dedication to the Dark Side, has been what’s powering you on through this fight
>”ARRRRRGH!”
>He growls as his saber stabs through the air
>Spinning about, you sidestep the thrust and throw a kick at him
>Slammed back against the wall, the Inquisitor slumps to the ground
>You close in for the kill, only for Paladin to slash against the wall as the Inquisitor rolls aside and staggers to his feet
>Before you can rush after him, the ship begins to shake once more
>Losing your balance, you accidentally collide with the wall
“Gurk!”
>Pain shoots up your body through your bloody blaster wound
“By the Force."
>Forcing your eyes open, you narrowly duck under a saber slash that nearly decapitated you
>Rising back up, you step aside to catch your breath
“I’ve lost too much blood…"
>The Inquisitor stomps down the hall in your direction, intent on finishing this fight
>His is clearly ready to give his life away in order to take yours
“Blast it."
>Wiping a stream of blood off your chin, you turn your back on the Inquisitor and retreat
>He all but roars as he sprints after you, all while the carrier begins to fall apart
>Shutting your eyes closed, you can sense that the Escape Pods are not too far off
>After nearly a minute of running through collapsing hallways, you slide to a halt in an Escape Pod corridor
“There’s still a few left. I’ll have to—"
>”ENOUGH!”
>You gasp as pain shoots through your entire body
>It’s as if your insides had suddenly burst into flames
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>>28589641
>With some effort, you turn your head to look behind you,
>The Grand Inquisitor stands as the edge of the Corridor, both his hands raised to you as he glares and huffs
>”I have you now."
>Flexing your muscles, you begin to slowly fight through the pain
>You take a step closer to him with your saber as he takes a step back
>”Celestia, I can see you understand the power of the Dark Side far better than I imagined. There’s still time, put such power to good use. There is much to gain in serving the Empire!”
>Sneering in disgust, you stagger closer with your saber raised high
“Your empire will fall, I will see to that myself."
>”Listen to me! As strong as you are, you could become so much more under the Sith!"
>He wears a shaky smirk as you prepare to cut him down
>”Your Padawan was much the same way.”
>Your eyes widen as your saber stroke hangs above his head
“My padawan?”
>The Inquisitor flings you back with the Force
>Your body flies against the wall as Paladin drops out of your hand
>”Yes, your padawan."
>It’s a struggle to remain conscious through the pain as the Inquisitor steps closer
>”It was the Will of the Force that she survive the Purge. She embraced real power, and now there is no Jedi she can’t, or won’t, kill.”
>You can feel yourself begin to fade out of consciousness as the Inquisitor stands tall and raises a single hand over your face
>”Not even you.”
>Tearing open a single eye, you scowl at the Inquisitor
“DAMN YOU!"
>You jerk an open palm up at the Inquisitor who staggers back as you blind and burn him with Force Light
>”ARRRGH!!!"
>The Inquisitor reaches for his lightsaber on his belt as you swoop in
>Your fist crashes into his gut as he cries out
“DAMN YOU ALL!”
>Your other fist explodes upwards, knocking him back with a fierce uppercut
>Igniting his saber, the Inquisitor howls in rage as he brings his saber down
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>>28589673
>In that split second, when his rage and your own surge to their peak, you raise your forearms up above your head
>His saber blade crashed into your forearms, slicing through the armor!
>… but not through your flesh!
>Concentrating excess Force power through your arms, you just barely holds back the saber beam
>Lowering your bleeding arms, you immediately fall back on a maneuver taught to you before you were even a Jedi
>You twist about and slam your boot into his face
>Tossed backwards, the Inquisitor crumples into an escape pod as his saber dissipates
>Summoning Paladin back into your hand, you step closer with your saber ignited and shout
“This ends n—“
>Your deafened as an explosion rings out beside you!
>A few shards of shrapnel from the collapsing ship embed inside your armor
>Quickly glancing yourself over reveals that you are largely unharmed, yet that’s all the time the Inquisitor needed
>The door to the Escape Pod slams shut and quickly jettisons into space
>You stare out the viewport in disbelief as the Inquisitor escapes
>Breathing a sigh, you can feel the adrenaline immediately leaving your body with the end of the duel
>Extinguishing your saber, you limp over into one of the few remaining escape pods
>Jamming the launch codes in, you raise a comlink to your mouth
“I am leaving the carrier via escape pod. Requesting pickup…”
>You rest your head back against the wall as the pod detaches
“Twilight, you really are still out there. But…”
>Your vision becomes blurred as you grip your side
“… at what cost?”
>Paladin slips out of your hand and clatters to the ground as you close your eyes
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>Be Midnight Sparkle
>You open your eyes and gaze out at the vast cityscape in the distance
>Sitting on the roof of this long abandoned factory, you gaze at the shimmering skyscrapers of Taris with a sombre smile
>”Still meditating?”
>You chuckle back
“I’m enjoying the view.”
>Anon walks up by your side and stares out as well
>He is dressed in his favored attire, a stormtrooper suit of armor with a regal looking black cloak, yet his upper body is laid bare
>You grin while marveling at the multitude of wicked looking scars cover his body while he folds his arms over his chest
>”I suppose Taris does look quite pretty. From afar…”
>Your smile widens as you rise to your feet, and wrap your arms around him from behind
“It is your home.”
>”Not by choice. The Jedi Academy on Coruscant later became home, then the Citadel on Prakith. Now I suppose home will become whatever we decide to take for ourselves.”
“Csilla was once my home…”
>You can sense the hesitation in Anon as he pauses before asking
>”Csilla? That was the capital of the Chiss Ascendency, right?”
“Yes Anon, it was.”
>”I don’t remember you talking much about it, other than it being cold like Prakith.”
>”Csilla was much colder than Prakith, but yes. I honestly don’t remember much else about it before my family was exiled.”
>You giggle as your fingernails dig into Anon’s body
>”When we rise to power, I plan to see Csilla either conquered or destroyed.”
>Anon bends back his head and laughs
“Why? Out of spite?”
>”Yes.”
>Your laughter joins his as the two of you amuse yourselves with thoughts of the future
>”Who did you say was the one who destroyed my planet all those millennia ago? Darth Malgus?”
“Malak Anon. Revan’s apprentice Darth Malak.”
>”Right right. I suppose once I finally ascend, I should carry on the tradition!”
“HA! A world of trillions wiped out for Tradition?”
>”It’s a better excuse than spite!”
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>>28589710
>The two of you continue to bellow laughter over the rusted landscape
>Whatever that tremor you felt through the Force could wait for now, what mattered most of all was the plans you had set aside for your future
>Some day, you would be Sith as would Anon, his apprentice Applebloom and whichever apprentice you would take for yourself
>Anon seemed to be a truly gifted mentor, having transformed that Mandalorian brat into something vaguely resembling a Sith in such a short time of training
>You could only hope that you too would some day find a worthy apprentice…
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>Be Flash Sentry
>Standing on the bridge of the Revengeance, you gaze out at Midnight’s fleet
>You twirl a DC 17 Blaster Pistol in your hand as you sigh in boredom
“When’s the last time we got to fight a battle? Would it kill someone to rebel already? Just one insurrection. Come on…”
>You’d have to say your tenure as a full blown general has been quite boring
>It’s bad enough that you haven’t had much action lately, but being confined to this commander’s chair while Midnight went out alone to visit Anon?
“Why the Hell do I have to be the responsible one huh?”
>Oh well
>Maybe you could convince Spike to hit the firing range with you tonight?
>Or maybe you could talk Lightning Dust into raiding Midnight’s wine cache with you
>Perhaps—
>“Sir! We’re receiving an urgent transmission from a minor sector in the Outer Rim!”
>You holster your blaster
“Where exactly is the transmission coming from?”
>”Florrum sir, from the Sertar Sector.”
“Huh. I’ll take it in private.”
>Walking out of the bridge you enter a side chamber and grin at the Holo-projector as it springs to life
>That smile is immediately wiped away
“What the— Grand Inquisitor?”
>You stand before one of the most influential figures in the entire galaxy
>And it looks like someone just smacked him up with a lead pipe
>”I have need of your mistress. Where. Is. Midnight?"
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>>28589741
And that's all folks! At the very least for now. It's been a long time since I've touched this story at all, but I hope i've managed to live up to what I've written before! Hope ya'll enjoyed it!


Until next time!
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if you could own any ship from the star wars universe, regardless of weather its cannon or legends and regardless of its crew requirements, which would you get and what would you use it for? assume you learn how to fly it and repair it when you get it after you get it, you go to the star wars galaxy at the time period of the ship you chose
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>>28589765
I need to get caught up on your stuff as well. It's been crazy for me lately too. I moved into my own place, started school, and all kinds of good stuff.
Either way, it's really good to see you again, Churro.

>>28589917
I'd absolutely love to own the Ebon Hawk. I'd live on it and wander around the galaxy, just doing my own thing, maybe go to Taris and take a few pictures before the Sith get there and fuck it all up. It would be great fun.
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>>28589917

Any of the Corellian YT freighter line like the 1300, the 1930 or even a 2400 like the Outrider - they seem like they'd be pretty comfy to live in - roomy enough for a few people at least, easy to modify if you have the cash to do it.

Find a crew, find a job, keep flying.
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>>28589641
>>His is clearly ready to give his life away in order to take yours
oi, you fucked it all up
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>>28589710
>”Csilla? That was the capital of the Chiss Ascendency, right?”
>“Yes Anon, it was.”
>>”I don’t remember you talking much about it, other than it being cold like Prakith.”
>>”Csilla was much colder than Prakith, but yes. I honestly don’t remember much else about it before my family was exiled.”
>>You giggle as your fingernails dig into Anon’s body
>>”When we rise to power, I plan to see Csilla either conquered or destroyed.”
>>Anon bends back his head and laughs
>“Why? Out of spite?”
>>”Yes.”
Oi, you mixed up who should be green and who should be black, and in the processof doing so you fucked it all up
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>>28589319

I'm just so happy you're back

I love you
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>>28589765
fuck yeah, more story

>>28589917
this has to be my favorite ship, i would just try to get some friends and go on adventures across the galaxy with this thing, i kinda fell in love the moment i got it in game
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bump for more churro.
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>>28589917

Star Destroyer, or the Death Star. No question.

Might need a couple... thousand people to staff though.
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>>28592449
>Star Destroyer, or the Death Star
Why not both?
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>>28593760
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>>28593760
>>28594815
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>>28592511
>See that planet? That planet over there?
>FUCK THAT PLANET!
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The ride, bumpy it is
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>>28596358
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>>28590179
It's good to see you again too man! I'd really like to get caught up with all I've missed some time soon. I've honestly only started writing agian altogether not too long ago, on account of work mostly. It's still cool to be at it again though!
>>28590260
>>28590281
Sheeit
Well I'll fix em up in the pastebin after I finish Sudokuing, thanks Anon.
>>28590606
Daaw, that's real sweet of you man. Thanks
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>>28600308
Chiss Jedi a cute. CUTE.
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bump from 9
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>>28539628
Perfect theme to the third option.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l2TyKsWhHDg
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>>28571490
Doomguy Anon from a Sith tombworld, locked away for a thousand years by the Sith so he doesn't fuck up their shit, again. Maybe as a crazy Mando or Jedi? Not ultimate good per say, just ultimate wrecker of the Sith's shit. Maybe Dark Sunset digs him up and runs to the Jedi in fear of him catching her.
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>>28582465
I want to read your stuff.
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>>28584656
Which did you pic?
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>>28586480
Don't forget to update your pastebin.
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>>28589137
This is the most hype escape plan I have ever seen, you would make Michal Bay proud.
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>>28589319
Great, now I have to go through your entire pastebin list, thanks.
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>>28589353
Which year was the Star Wars series that gif came from? I remember watching it, but I cant remember what it was called.
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>>28592511
Jesus Christ that thing is huge, there is no fucking way something that large could go into orbit without crashing. And fucking star destroyers as regular drop ships?! That has to be big enough to raise a large colony on.
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>>28595609
What would happen if these fuckers took it on? Would there even be a planet left?
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>>28602775
Light saber chainsaw, that is all.
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>>28602787
Kill Noteworthy
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>>28602845

Boy you don't know nothing yet
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>>28604799
Hope we see something like that in episode 8.
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I heard there would be green. But all i'm seeing is bumping. What gives?
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Hi! I'm looking to get into the star wars EU, but I'm not really sure where to go, or where to start. Could I get your guys' favorite EU stories/ good stories for a beginner?
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>>28607310
All the green was posted already.

>>28607693
If you don't know anything about the EU at all, I'd start with playing Knights of the Old Republic for PC, or the original Xbox. It's arguably the best Star Wars game ever made. It takes place thousands of years before Phantom Menace, it tells a great story, and it's a good introduction to the larger Star Wars universe.
If you have played that game and know a bunch already, then you're pretty good with reading any of the stories in the pastebin link. They're all good. Start with Sarge's story about Jedi Anonymous. That one is the main story.
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>>28606376
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>>28607310

It is what it is, I suppose.
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>>28602876
Seems legit.
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>>28604025
I killed Flash.
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>>28602819
Damn, well I guess I'll see ya in a month or so mate. Have fun!
>>28602820
That was the Star Wars Clone Wars 5 minute shorts. Pretty sure they came out back in 2004 well over A DECADE AGO.

If you got 2 hours to burn, I'd recommend checking it out again! I know a lot of my writing is pretty heavily influenced by it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9WBY-C-VKTg

>>28607693
KOTOR would be a fun place to start like the other Anon suggested, and you might also like those Clone Wars shorts that I linked above. They do a pretty good job of showing the massive scale of the Clone Wars while showing off various different planets from all over the Star Wars galaxy, including a few that are fairly prominent in the EU.
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>>28539359
>choose dark side ending
>realize Serg pussied out and didn't make it canon
I am dissapoint. I really hope it's finished soon though to read maximum edge.
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>>28612798
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>>28614220
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Whatever happened to konseiga? Is he not posting because he hasn't seen the thread or is it because of his usual problems with inconsistency?
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Here's something I wrote out some time ago. Never posted it cause I got caught up with another story in another thread. Since we're on our death knells, may as well.
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>Bzzzt! Bzzzzt! Bzzzzt!
>Ugh...
>You open your eyes and look at the clock.
>Glancing at the window shows it's still night.
>Grabbing your datapad you look at your messages to see just who the hell is calling you at this hour.
>Sitting on the side of the bed, the mattress shuffles as your significant other wakes up as well.
>"Anonymous, honey what is it." she asks.
>You look through your unread messages and come across one titled: "CLASSIFIED"
"Just a call wanting me to come in." you reply.
>You change the display before she rolls over and removes her eyemask.
>Your wife looks at the datapad over your shoulder and her eyes narrow.
>She opens her mouth to say something but instead shakes her head back and forth.
>"Oh, but I thought you were on leave now." she sighs, "I guess this is what I should have expected for marrying one of the Empire's top pilots."
>You feel a pair of arms drape over your shoulder as you feel your wife's body pressed against your back.
>Turning to her you smile and give her a deep kiss which she returns gladly.
>You break off the kiss and get off the bed to get ready.
>God you love this woman.
>Before you can leave for the refresher, she takes your hand and gives you an almost scared look.
>"How long will you be gone?"
"I don't know. You know how these things go."
>The answer doesn't reassure her.
>"Promise to come back safe... Please."
>"I promise Rarity. You are the love of my life and I wouldn't ever think about betraying that."
>She smiles, before it suddenly turns mischievous.
>Pulling you down back onto the bed into a loving embrace she whispers into your ear.
>"Then I guess it wouldn't hurt if we went at it once before you go then?"
>You smirk.
"No I guess not."
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>You catch a commuter shuttle to the Imperial City Naval Base.
>Sitting down in your seat, you watch the sunrise over the Courscant skyline.
>A few of the other passengers eye you warily and when you face their direction, they try to avoid staring.
>You'll never really get used to that.
>But it's something you've learned to deal with.
>However this time something catches your eye.
>A small boy, couldn't be much older than five or six staring at you in awe. When he notices you he gets a big toothy grin and holds up a small toy of an Imperial TIE Fighter..
>His mother sitting right next to him, chastises him for staring.
>"I'm sorry about that." she says.
>You return a small smile.
"It's no problem ma'am."
>Walking over you kneel down in front of the boy.
"You know, those TIE fighters are good and all but they don't hold a candle to the new TIE Defenders."
>"TIE Defender?"
>You pull out your personal datapad and find a holonet article on the TIE Defender.
>Holding it up to the boy, he awes at the high-performance starfighter.
"Only the best pilots fly those."
>"Are you a pilot?" he asks.
"One of the best." you reply, tousling his hair and giving him a wink.

>A short flight later and you disembark and walk towards the ICNB courtyard.
>Soon normal pedestrians are replaced by squads of stormtroopers, TIE pilots and other Imperial personnel.
>Approaching the security gate you notice someone.
>A sky blue haired woman in a gray officer's uniform.
"Hello Lt. Pommel."
>"Hmm? Oh Captain! Sir! I didn't see you I apologize."
>The Lieutenant frantically salutes you.
>Returning it, you chuckle.
>You wouldn't say it out loud but she's adorable sometimes.
>Almost reminds you of...
>No. Focus.
>Don't think about *her*.
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>>28616202
>Discarding that unpleasent memory, you return your attention to the present.
"At ease, I trust your day is going well?"
>"Very, sir."
>Showing the guard your ID, you step through the scanner and wait for Coco.
>"Um...sir? May I ask you something?" she says when she crosses the checkpoint.
"Yes?"
>"Why are you here? Because if I remember right you're still supposed to be on leave."
"Orders from command. That's all I can really say right now. If it's what I think it is, you'll know soon enough as well."
>"I see..."
>You both enter the primary building of the rather gloomy looking facility.
>The large symbol of the Galactic Empire, lit up as a sign of its power,looms overhead to any who enter.
>There is an awkward silence as you step into the turbolift and head to the upper levels of the building.
>Coco fidgets, teetering on her heels as she tries to not look like she's staring at you.
>Its obvious she wants to ask you something.
>And there's a good feeling you know what she wants.
>"How is Miss Rarity if I may ask?"
"Same old same old. And yes, before you ask, she's taken a look at the designs for your dresses and loves them."
>She squeaks, "How did you know?"
"Please, it's all she would ever talk about for the past week."
>Coco blushes.
>You stop, causing the young woman to bump into you.
"I also took a peek and I must say I'm also impressed."
>"Y-you were?"
"Yes, and I've gotta wonder why is a talented person like this wasting her time in something she's not fond of?"
>Coco looks downward, "Well, the Empire is a stable job and..."
>You place a hand on her shoulder and give her a smile.
"I'll talk to Rarity tonight to see if she can hire you for her business or at least find someone worthy of your talents."
>The young woman looks at you wide eyed, "R-really? You won't be mad?"
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"I'm gonna be honest, I will miss my favorite flight handler's sweet voice when going out on missions but I think I'll get over it."
>To be honest, it would be shame.
>You've grown accustomed to her soft voice over the comms relaying you orders or status updates.
>Her replacement would probably be some middle-aged spinster.
>Unless it's a guy.
>The thought of having some middle-aged man barking orders at you through the comm...
>You shiver at the thought.
>The blue haired woman jumps on you and gives you a hug.
>"ThankyouThankyouThankyouThankyou!" she happily says.
>That draws the attention of a few other individuals roaming the hall.
>Gently letting her down, she sheepishly brushes off her uniform.
>"Um...sorry sir."
>You give her a small chuckle.
"It's fine Lieutenant, I'll see you later."
>You bid farewell and head towards the hanger.
>Looking back one last time you see her hop on her feet excitedly before jogging to her next destination.
>Like you said, adorable.

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>Stretching in your seat, you perform one last system check.
>Pulled off of leave straight for a mission that you only find out the details less than a few hours ago?
>Whatever it is, it must be extremely important to warrant pulling your squadron out this far.
>Last you checked, you were too expensive and valuable to "waste" on missions in the outer rim.
>However glancing at a picture of Rarity on your dashboard reminds you of what you're fighting to get back to.
>It's been awhile since you two have gone dancing. When you get home, you'll definitely take her to her favorite restaurant and treat her to a night out.
>"Omega Squadron you are cleared for take-off." Coco's voice comes in over the comms.
>Calm and professional, unlike earlier.
>She really takes a change in demeanor when on duty.
>You wouldn't even realize that voice belongs to a somewhat shy girl a couple hours ago if this hadn't already become routine.
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"Acknowledged. TIE Defender taking off."
>You flip three switches and brace yourself as you are guided on the TIE gantry and moved into position.
>Your fighter detaches from the TIE gantry and flies out of the Despot's underside hanger.
>Three other Defenders follow and move into formation behind you.
>"Omega Lead the enemy fleet will arrive shortly, please have your wing report in."
"All fighters report."
>"Omega-4 standing by."
>"Omega-2 standing by."
>"Omega-3 standing by."
"TIE Defender group Omega, standing by Lt. Pommel."
>Looking at your sensors the rest of the battlegroup has mobilized, at least three different variants of TIEs accompany your own.
>And one wing in particular catches your attention.
>A flight of the newly rolled out TIE Hunters fly past your ship and head towards the front of the pack.
>"Looks like the Storm Commandos want to lead the charge eh?" Omega-3 says over the comms.
>"Hey Omega Lead, weren't you gonna be one of them?" your second asks.
>"Yeah, but as soon as they realized that he had top scores on the flight sims they stuck him with our sorry bunch."
>Your wingmen laugh.
>"Plus he's married, his wife probably brags all the time about how she's banging one of the top fighter pilots in the Galactic Empire."
>"Isn't she one of those famous fashion designers or something? Reminds me of that pilot in the 181st that's dating that actress chick."
>You facepalm.
"Keep the comms clear." you order, "Next one who decides to chat it up during an op gets to scrub out the radiator panels for all our ships."
>Out of all the TIE Defender pilots, they're the ones who had to have the highest sync rate with you.
>Admittedly, you don't particularly mind the banter. You just wish your wingmates were a bit more serious.
>Still, they've gotten the job done and as long as they do that you'll give them a little leeway.
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>But the presence of Storm Commandos must mean something serious.
>They don't normally send in forces to fight with the standard Navy.
>You remember the briefing aboard the Despot.
>From what you were told, for the past couple months the Rebel Alliance has been using this world as a hub for their fleet to bypass major space lanes.
>Unfortunately for them, thanks to the efforts of the Storm Commandos, the Empire hasn't been sitting on its laurels all this time.
>The ground assault has already been well underway for the better part of an hour under the supervision of the ISD-II Argus.
>Communications offworld were cut before the start of the operation, whatever ships arrive won't know there's an Imperial fleet already in orbit and by the time they do it'll be too late.
>The Despot's been tasked with providing covering fire for the Trammel, an Interdictor-class Star Destroyer, with two Victory-II's, four Tartin patrol-cruisers and an Escort Carrier.
>Not to mention an additional compliment of fighters, bombers and interceptors to each Destroyers standard garrison.
>It's definitely a bit overkill for a simple ambush. But you just attribute that to wanting to weed out the enemy in this system with an overwhelming show of force.
>Regardless, the overall objective is to prevent anyone from escaping the system and any Rebel ships that jump in are to be targeted as well. If there is a possibility that any do escape, you are ordered to nail them with an S-thread tracker if possible.
>Standard protocol on taking prisoners is suspended for this operation. While that unnerves you a bit, you're no stranger to hearing that order.
>Though it hasn't gone unnoticed that the protocol suspension is being issued more and more lately among your squadron.
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>Hell, there's murmurs going on that we might commence Base Delta Zero ops on the planet below.
>Notions of morality versus duty aside, Omega squadron's task is to prevent any fighters either stupid or brave enough to try and attack the Trammel.
>Which to be honest, isn't the best use of your Defender. This is something more suited for the Interceptor.
>You can only assume that whoever is in charge just wants the best unit to do the job.

>Flying past one of the Victory-IIs you get a clear view of the small green planet in the distance.
>The location is in a contested system in a remote part of the galaxy you've never really heard of before today.
>The green world below provides a nice backdrop to the imminent destruction of the unfortunate Rebels.
>"Trammel to all fighter wings, we are activating the Gravity well projectors. Prepare for incoming enemy forces."
>The Interdictor gravity well momentarily throws your console readings off for a fraction of a second before the issue auto-corrects itself.
>Suddenly, sensor alerts blare inside your cockpit go off as a large group of Rebel frigates, corvettes and starfighters drop out of hyperspace.
>"Sir, my sensors indicate that the opposing fleet's deflector shields are already up." Omega-3 states to you.
>You hear Omega-2 scoff, "What's your point?"
>"Listen again moron. Their shields. Are. Already. Up."
>But they wouldn't be ready to do that unless...
"Omega Squadron, raise deflector shields and zero in on my fighter. Watch for any Rebel's going directly at the Trammel. They knew we were here!"
>"They what?!"
>"How the hell did they know to expect us?"
*BEEEP**BEEEP**BEEEP**BEEEP**BEEEP**BEEEP*
>"Watch it, missile boats letting out a salvo! I'm reading... diamond-boron missiles?"
>"Diamond-boron? Where the hell did they get those?"
"Everyone scatter! Deploy countermeasures and keep outside of a fifty meter range until the missiles are gone."
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>Deploying a small barrage of anti-missile missiles and taking evasive action, your squadron veers out of the path of the incoming warheads.
>Half-a-dozen other TIEs aren't as lucky as they're destroyed almost instantly, caught within the large blast radius of the warheads.
>Hell...
>You grumble under your breath as dozens of red dots begin showing up on your sensors.
>"Enemy fighters are being mobilized. Alpha, Gamma and Kappa Squadrons are moving to intercept." Lt. Pommel announces. "All fighters, the Despot is commencing assault."
>"Hmph, they get all the fun." Omega-2 says in the private comm band.
>Various TIE Interceptors, Bombers and standard Fighters increase speed overtaking your squadron as you break off and move towards the Interdictor.
>The Despot's turbolaser batteries begin firing at the nearest Rebel frigate as both factions fighter groups collide.
>A beeping noise from your targeting computer draws you back into the present as a small flight of Rebel X-Wings and Y-Wings break off from the main fight and predictably make a course for the Trammel.
>"Omega Lead a gro-"
"I see them Omega-4, you and O-3 target the Y-Wings, O-2 and I will cover you."
>"I count four Xs and three Ys."
>"Affirmative."
"Watch for friendly fire."
>Increasing speed, your group approaches the attack group.
>Targeting the nearest X-Wing, the computer calculates an effective firing vector as the representation of the Rebel craft moves about on your screen.
>Adjusting a knob on your flight stick a solid tone signals that you have a lock.
>Pressing the triggers your Defender fires a barrage that strike dead center on the enemy's fighter resulting in a kill.
>The other three X-Wings break off as the Y-Wings begin evasive maneuvers.
"All fighters, break!"
>Your group disperses in different directions, each taking on their own assignments.
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>>28616355
>Switching to another Rebel fighter, you get behind him in quick order thanks to your own fighters superior speed.
>Another burst from your cannons tears right through his shields and vaporizes him.
>Meanwhile Omega's three and four have already caused havoc in the Y-Wings formation, neither allowing any ship the room to perform a successful run.
>The aged bombers are no match for the advanced firepower and speed of your high-performance starfighters.
>And soon enough, they're all vaporized.
>"All Y-Wings down sir."
>"Omega-2 has the last fighter close in and provi-"
>A rapid beeping interrupts you as the computer detects an enemy missile lock.
>Cutting your speed and pulling up you barely avoid a pair of proton torpedos.
>Reinforcements?
>Checking your sensors, another pair of X-Wings have dropped in behind you.
>However instead of following you, the enemy fighter uses the opportunity to fall behind Omega-2 as he's tailing his target.
"Omega-2 you have a fighter right behind you. Get out of there."
>"Almost...got a lock..."
>'That idiot!'
>"MOVE NOW!"
>Omega-2's Defender fires a string of lasers at the X-Wing only for the pilot to pull off a spin that causes their deflectors to shrug off most of the damage.
>"What?! How is tha-AUGH!" the pilot cries out before a solid hit to his lower port wing sends a surge of energy into his missile bay.
>The ordinance inside detonates and consumes Omega-2 in a large explosion.
"Omega-2 is down! I repeat, Omega-2 is down! Three and Four, engage the new fighters and stay alert."
>"Roger."
>"Its getting a little crowded in here!"
"Keep focus you two." you state as the other fighter tries to flank you.
>Using your maneuvering jets, you rotate the Defender until its facing the opposing fighter.
>Accelerating at top speed, you head directly towards the enemy.
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>>28616374
>Time for a game of Endorian chicken.
>As your fighters head straight into a collision course the other pilot finally panics, pulling out at the last second and allowing you get behind their ship and blast them away.
"Three fighters down."
>"Three left."
>Suddenly you recieve a ping from your handler and her voice comes in over the comm.
>"Omega squadron this is the Despot, Shadow squadron is requesting assistance and needs your support."
>'Are you serious?'
>'Right now?!'
>Checking your scanners, you check the general area where Shadow squadron was assigned.
>For some reason you're only detecting a signal from Shadow-3.
>'For the love of...'
"Despot, this is Omega Lead requesting some replacements to reinforce this position over, we're a fighter down with more hostiles on the way."
>"Affirmative Omega Lead, er... Delta wing will break off to provide additional support."
"Omega, Shadow squadron needs help. You two hold the line until Delta can fortify."
>Breaking off, you divert all power to the engines and make your way to Shadows last known coordinates.
>Well part of you wanted to enter the fray, guess you got your wish.
"For the Empire..." you sarcastically say to yourself.
>Dozens of fighters are still fighting for the upper-hand in the distance while the larger starships begin entering close quarters.
>Casualties on the Rebel side already show two frigates already down with a third taking heavy damage from the Despot.
>One of the Tartins is listing off to the side as escape pods jettison from the side, while a Victory-II is already emitting smoke off its forward bow.
>From the looks of it though, the battle is going in your sides favor.
>A small debris field of destroyed vessels both Imperial and Rebel in origin begins forming around the battlefield.
>Switching through Imperial frequencies, you open a line with Shadow-3.
"Shadow this is Omega Lead what's your status?"
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>>28616424
>Static momentarily fills your comm before clearing up to the frantic cries of your fellow Imperial.
>"Omega Lead, they came out of nowhere both Shadow-1 and 4 were down before we knew what happened!"
>Locking onto Shadow-3's position, you target his fighter and see his Hunter is currently disabled.
>One of wings is gone and his starfighter is leaking coolant.
"How many fighters were there pilot?"
>"One sta-*KSHHHHHH*-ing group"
"Repeat that again pilot you're breaking up."
>Suddenly a warning light goes off signifying incoming hostiles.
>Shadow-3's TIE Hunter explodes as a pair of laser blasts make contact with the crippled ship.
>Quickly giving full power to the engines, you engage in evasive maneuvers as a trio of X-Wing fighters close in on you.
>You have a pretty good idea what took down Shadow now...
>What you notice right off the bat though is that these three fighters have a slightly different profile compared to the standard model.
>The most distinguishing superficial features beyond the livery seem to be the cross-body strakes, an additional pair of cannons mounted on the lower wings, and the engines.
>The last point is even emphasized in the speed they're coming at you. Much faster than the stock version.
>Gotta be careful with this one.
>You quickly begin gauging your options: if you retreat, at the speed the fighters are coming in at right now, even with at your top speed they'll catch up with your back turned to them.
>But a three-on-one fight isn't ideal even for you.
>Having very little choice, you move to attack speed.
"Omega-3 what's your ETA on arrival, three fighters who I assume to be Aces are trying to ambush me."
>"Sir, Delta hasn't even arrived to relieve us."
>"Not to mention I'm losing power in my reactor."
>Dammit, looks like you're on your own right now.
"Well someone better reinforce me!" you angrily shout. "I really don't plan on dying today."
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>>28616462
>Targeting the fighter with the chromatic livery and an additional pair of unusual thrusters you divert power from the engines to the lasers and shields.
>Speed will do you very little in these cramped spaces. Time to rely on your wits.
>Warming up the ion cannons, you carefully adjust the trajectory and lead your shots.
>Blue ion blasts make contact with the enemy fighter as the fusial thrust engines on the craft began shorting out.
>Before suddenly reigniting and continuing to perform as if nothing happened.
>That's... not good.
>Usually a barrage of that sort would have disabled it.
>The electronics must be hardened or have redundant systems to prevent shorting out.
>Your Defender lurches forward suddenly as one of the other two X-Wings manages to get behind you and gets a hit in.
>Thank the stars your shields were boosted or that might have gone through.
>Changing the display to show the rear camera the fighter is just in your blind spot.
>Time to switch tactics...
>You fly towards the heaviest concentration of debris at your current best speed, managing to narrowly avoid obstacles until the fighter calls off his pursuit.
>Going into a dive, you quickly cut your engines and fire your maneuvering jets again to spin your ship 180-degrees to your relative up.
>Watching the targeting computer for the approximate distance the next enemy is from your ship you shift as much power as you can to forward shields and the laser cannons.
>C'mon...
>C'mon.....
>NOW!
>Jamming the triggers your four laser cannons shred everything in their path as the X-Wing following you flies right into your trap.
>Catching them by surprise, a starboard engine explodes as the fighter spins out and starts losing power.
>Normalizing your fighters energy levels, your sensors detect a large explosion coming from the Trammel's coordinates.
"Omega-3 what just happened?!" you yell out into the comms.
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>>28616506
>"Sir one of the blockade runners rammed right into the Trammel. She's sustained heavy damage, enough to knock out the gravity well generator."
>NO! That means...
>As if on cue, with the Interdictor generator offline the enemy ships quickly retreat into hyperspace.
>That also includes two of your adversaries that were attacking you.
>"Sir... Omega-4 was caught in the blast..."
>You slam a fist on your control console.
>Those damn Rebels! Is there anything that's salvageable from this mission?!
>Wait!
>Cycling back to your most recent target, you notice its still limping away from the fight.
>Its S-foils begin closing as the pilot begins their jump sequence.
>You check the range of the fighter to your own...
>Damn.
>Too far away to use the tractor beam emitter, and there's way too much debris that'll get caught instead.
>Acting as fast as you can, you fire off one of your S-thread trackers.
>You cross your fingers as you watch the little homing beacon fly towards the enemy vessel and latch onto the servo actuator.
>You can't help but let out a sigh of relief when you read a solid lock.
>It's a good thing you had the little bugger as part of this mission loadout.
>If you can follow that pilot, it may lead you back to the rest of the fleet or even where they were headed. But you need to act quickly, on such a small fighter it'll be caught just as fast, especially with an astromech monitoring the systems.
>Worth a shot.
>The X-Wing zooms off into the black void leaving you behind.
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>>28616524
>"Omega Lead, this mission is over please return immediately for your um... debriefing with the Captain."
>Coco's trying to downplay whatever order you were actually given.
>The voices coming through as she talks give a hint as to the actual state of the bridge.
"Omega Lead to Despot, I have a lock on one of the enemy pilots requesting permission to pursue."
>A momentary silence occurs, making you wonder if she even heard you.
>"Permission granted Omega Lead and good hunting." Coco finally replies.
>"And please be careful." she also whispers.
>You let out a smirk.
"Will do. Omega Lead out."
>Transmitting your destination coordinates to the Despot, you push the throttle forward.
>The TIE Defender's class two hyperdrive initiates.
>Stars begin stretching out past your viewport until you're propelled into the swirling blue vortex of hyperspace.

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>The nav-computer alerts you to arrival at your destination.
>Pulling the lever slowly, you descend back into real-space in front of some sort of aquatic world.
>Since you're not dead or under fire immediately, it doesn't look like this system is inhabited by anyone particular.
>You quickly check through your ships galaxy map to see where you are.
>It looks like you've arrived somewhere in the Unknown Regions.
>Hmm...
>You're not finding anything specifically mentioned on this particular planet, only that it was the site of some large scale battle around 4,000 years ago.
>Details are scarce but its hospitable.
>Just gotta worry about... Rancors?
>Wonderful.
>Letting out a sigh, you check your sensors for the enemy fighter.
>When nothing shows up, you cycle through the various scopes until you finally pick up a faint signal from the tracker some distance away from your current position.
>Looks like they decided to touch down on the planet to hide and make repairs.
>You divert power to the engines and pursue.
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>Closing in on the coordinates of the tracker, once you enter the upper atmosphere dark colored smoke begins trailing off in the distance.
>If it weren't for the task at hand you might be enjoying the view as you fly over islands that dot the ocean below.
>Unfortunately you get a tad too focused to notice the half-submerged wreckage of various starships that have beached themselves.
>Eventually the smoke trail drops suddenly, evidently the ship has lost power at this point.
>It ends at one of the larger islands where you can see a large plume of dust shoot out from beach on the adjacent side.
>No two guesses as what made that...
>The signal from the tracker cuts off. Apparently damaged from the crash.
>Bringing your TIE in close, you make a single flyby to scope the damage.
>The smoking wreck of an X-Wing with a flame-like livery lies half buried nose first in the sand, a large trench dug behind it.
>The canopy however is open with no signs of the pilot.
>*BEEEP**BEEEP**BEEEP**BEEEP**BEEEP**BEEEP*
"What th-?!"
>An explosion hits your rear stabilizers causing your fighter to lose control.
>Dammit!
>You got sloppy!
>The TIE goes into a spin as the twin ion engines scream out in the air.
>You would try activating your ejector seat, but with the spin in atmosphere you have just an equal chance of launching yourself into the ground or getting sliced by the wings.
>Doing your best to increase your drag, you brace yourself for the imp-
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>>28616660
>"...st kill him now!"
>"need ...formation first. Pl... hi... ali..."
>What happened?
>Where are you?
>Why's everything black?
>You try to remember where you are but a sharp pain in your leg stops that.
>Reaching out to the pain, something prevents you from moving.
>It doesn't take a genius to realize that you've been bound and a sack placed over your head.
>Your legs however aren't tied up and end up kicking something metallic over making a loud clatter.
>"Hear that? Looks like our "friend's" awake." a feminine voice says.
>You stay quiet at the sound of a door opening.
>Footsteps approach followed by a hard tug rips the bag off your head.
>The light shines into your eyes as you begin squinting until they adjust to the sudden change.
>Towering above you, are two women in orange flight suits tied off at their waist, showing off their white tank-tops.
>Both don't look particularly happy to see you.
>They both look human or, at least the blonde one is. The other had her hair dyed a multitude of different colors.
>Said woman's eyes narrow as she crosses her arms.
>"Doesn't look so impressive..." she mutters as she looks away.
>Her blonde haired counterpart chuckles. "Yer just salty he managed to get the drop on you."
>"He did not!"
>"Sugarcube, he nicked your engines, the only reason you aren't floating in space now is cause of those upgrades we got."
>Her expression suddenly turns serious.
>"'Sides, there's a reason they chose him to fly on of them Trips. And it ain't cause the Empire puts anyone in them like the other types."
>'Nicked her engines'?
>Memories still a bit hazy, but these two must be the ones flying those unique fighters.
>A door opening in the other room draws your attention to the two pilots in front of you.
>Both of their eyes widen.
>"Filswik! She's not supposed to be here!" the rainbow haired one says.
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>>28616696
>"Applejack? Rainbow? Is anyone here?" another feminine voice calls out. "I just finished salvaging what I could from my ship. Did you find anything from that crashed TIE?"
>A very familiar voice.
"Sunset...?"
>"Oh good you are-" the voice responds turning through the door.
>In the doorway, plain as day, is Sunset Shimmer in a Rebel flight suit.
>She halts mid-step once she realizes who she just acknowledged.
"A-Anon?"

"Sunset!" you shout.
>"What is he doi- He's the pilot I shot down?!" she screams. "No...Nonono this can't be happening!"
>She begins pacing back and forth.
>Her usual behavior whenever something unexpected happens that she didn't account for.
>She begins combing at her hair with her fingers, a character tic that confirms what you really don't want.
>It's definitely Sunset.
>Someone you honestly thought you wouldn't ever see again.
>"Sunset calm dow-" blonde tries to say.
>"I will *NOT* calm down! HE is not supposed to be here!"
>"Well you're the one he followed." mutters chroma-hair.
>"Dash!"
>Ignoring their bickering, you just stare at the floor.
"You really did it..." you mutter, "I never thought you in all the galaxy would make such as idiotic deci-OoF"
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>>28616706
>A swift boot to the gut interrupts you.
"Dash!" Sunset shouts.
>"Dash" kneels down and grabs you by your suit's neck.
"Listen bucket-head, don't you dare talk to her that way."
>Peeking to the left, Sunset rubs her arm awkwardly but otherwise doesn't stop her.
"Really now? And why's that traitor?" you ask returning your focus to the person in front of you.
>"Because she's family."
>You begin to laugh.
"HahahahaHAHAHAHAHA!"
>All three women are stunned by your laughing.
>You must look like a madman.
>Finishing, you grin with a somewhat sadistic look to it.
"Be careful she doesn't stab you in the back." you say with venom in your voice. "I hear she doesn't have any qualms about betraying family."
>Both women look at your mutual acquaintance.
>"Sunset, what's he talking about." the one you assume is Applejack asks.
>Sunset turns away and covers her face.
>"Sunset?"
>"...h...my..br...er"
>"What?"
>Turning around, tears are in her eyes.
>"He's my brother..."
>Dash releases your collar as you slump down the wall and begins to exit the room.
>"You can't be serious."
>"We're not biologically related, but we grew up with each other."
>"Then why is he flying for the Imperials?"
"Because Sunset didn't give me a reason for anything else." you answer in her stead.
>"Anon... that's not tru-"
"NO! You left me to die! And if it wasn't for pure luck, I *would* have died!"
>Applejack walks up to Dash and leans into her ear.
>"Ah think this is a private matter..."
>"Yeah..."
>Dash spits on your flight suit and walks out of the room.
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>>28616727
>Applejack follows, though she looks a little more apprehensive over the whole thing.
>Now its just you and your former "sister".
>Neither of you say anything or look towards one another.
>Its strange, you've had years to think of replies for this very moment.
>Yet now that she's standing right there, right in front of you, you've got nothing.
>You stare at the floor, a defeated look on your face.
>A pair of boots steps into your line of sight.
>"Anon... I-"
"Why...." you interrupt.
>"I'm sorry?"
"Why did you leave me behind..." you clarify.
>"It wasn't on purpose."
>Anger begins to rise at that reply.
"Yet you left me in a decompressing airlock to suffocate."
>"You were brainwashed!"
"I was not!"
>"Sunset begins crying now.
>"When you had surgery at the Academy, Dr. Caballeron put some sort of mind-control chip into your bra-"
"I know all about that."
>Caballeron.
>Your blood boils at the name.
>The scars, both physical and mental from that man's experiment still haunt you."
>You never want to relive that again.
>"Then you know that you became a mindless berserker when it turned on."
"..."
>"I had to leave you behind, it would have meant the death of everyone else escaping with me."
>"Sunset. The implant was removed long before that..."
>"W-what?"
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Well that's really all I had.
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>>28616696
>dat filename.
Kek I don't know.
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>>28607693

If it's games you're looking for, then without a doubt, Dark Forces and Dark Forces 2: Jedi Knight.

Novels, you have the pick of the litter - Shadows of the Empire (which you might recognize from the N64 game with Dash Rendar), the Rogue Squadron series, the Han Solo Trilogy, the Thrawn Trilogy (highly recommended), and Children of the Jedi, to name just a few.
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So how about that TIE Striker?
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>>28618360
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>>28616758
Holy shit this is pretty good stuff is there any more?
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>>28616758
This is great
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>>28616758
More pls
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page 10
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>>28616758
Don't you dare stop now, this is great.
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>>28623993

Thanks, I'll see about getting a bit more done a little later.
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Its pagee 9
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>>28616758
>"Red group you are cleared for launch."
"Affirmative, releasing clamps."
>Flipping the switch on your control console, the magnetic clamps release the boons on your TIE fighter.
>The twin ion engines scream to life as your ship flies out of the hanger bay.
>Speeding away from the Star Destroyer a voice comes in over your comm system.
>"Red four, report status."
"Reactor online, sensors online, weapons online, all systems nominal."
>"Good, get into formation with the rest of your group. Enemies are just beyond the asteroid thicket."
"Yes sir."
>Looking out your primary viewport you can just barely make out a group of TIE fighters against the blackness of space.
>You fall in line behind your lead in the standard v-pattern.
>Adjusting your maximum speed to a cruising level your squadron slowly enters the asteroid field.
>"Alright everyone, break formation but keep an eye out on your scanners. The enemy could be anywhere."
>You carefully move away from the rest as you search the battlefield.
>*BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP*
>Your console blares out an alert as it locks in on the nearest hostile.
>Five energy signatures appear right behind your group.
>"They're right behind us!" a female voice shouts out over the radio, "Ambush!"
>A group of five X-Wing starfighters rush out of the asteroids behind your fighters in an attempt to catch you off-guard.
>Accelerating to maximum speed, you narrowly avoid the fire from one of the enemy fighters as you take cover behind one of the asteroids.
>Pulling around you manage to get behind one of them.
>The targeting computer does its best to get a lock with the small representation of the Incom fighter moving back and forth across the display.
>Doing your best to tail the ship, a long solid tone verifies a target lock.
>Pressing the triggers, distinct green bolts shoot towards the fighter and utterly destroy it.
>Suddenly you hear Red-2 panic on the comm.
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>>28627252
>"I can't shake them! They're all over my scopes! Augh! I'm hi-!" screams out Red-2 before he's cut off by static.
>Before you can comment, you're thrown forward in your cockpit as your TIE takes a glancing blow to one of the wings.
>Dammit!
"I've got one on my tail."
>"Red-4 I see him." replies Red-3, "Just hold on."
>Doing everything you can, you try to shake the hostile but they keep on you like a stalker.
>Suddenly the fighter explodes as a pair of green lasers blast right through the main fuselage.
"Thanks Red-3."
>"No problem Anon. What's the damage?"
>With the field clear for now, you check how much damage you took from that hit.
>Ugh.
>One of the power lines from the reactor to the engines were taken out of alignment, and because of that your power output is dimishing rapidly.
"Losing power to the engines, diverting power through the cannons."
>You isolate the damage as best you can from inside the cockpit, locking down and re-routing the power draw.
>Won't be able to fire your primary weapons like this, but at least you're not dead in the water.
>Yet...
>A system bypass like this will most likely cause the conduits inside the cannon to melt the longer you go on.
>They weren't designed for constant energy going through.
>Red damage indicators on the status indicator turn blinking yellow, a sign that systems are normalized for the moment at least.
>However the power indicator is slowly going down.
>With that done you take a look at your scanners.
>Red-5 is vaped, while Red-1 is dogfighting with one of the other hostiles.
>"We got two incoming."
"Roger."
>"Any plans?"
>Thinking for a moment, an idea comes up.
>"Remember that race down the Crystal Swamps?"
>There's a brief moment of silence before you get a reply.
>"You can't be serious." she replies, "I doubt these guys are that stupid."
"Look, I'm not gonna be much use in a dogfight. I either power the guns or the engines."
>"Fine. On your signal."
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>>28627263
>Eyeing the targeting computer, you keep track of the distance between your two fighters and theirs.
"Now!"
>You both accelerate in two different directions, as both X-Wing fighters split up behind you.
>*BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP*
>[ENEMY MISSILE LOCKING]
>Missiles huh?
>Without a sensor jammer equipped, you opt for reducing speed and even tighter turns to prevent the enemy from getting a solid lock on you.
>This causes the pilot to almost overshoot you multiple times and barely avoiding colliding with the floating asteroids.
>Unfettered, the enemy pilot tries to just spam laser fire in your general vicinity, probably hoping some rock shrapnel will take you out.
>At the edge of your seat, you're sweating bullets as you keep your fighter stable while avoiding any collisions.
>Right now you're really thankful for the TIE Fighter's maneuverability.
>Just hold together a little longer.
>Eventually you spot an opening in the thicket between two of the larger rocks, just wide enough that you could squeeze through.
>Increasing power output to the engines, you pray that your engines don't explode.
>Another missile warning shows up onscreen.
>[ENEMY MISSILE LOCKING]
"Almost there..."
>At the end of the corridor Red-3's TIE flies past.
>Suddenly the indicator changes to a set of different words and the audible tone to a more rapid one.
>[MISSILE INCOMING]
"C'mon..."
>Looking into the rear camera the bright red glow of a pair of proton torpedoes gets ever closer.
>Putting your focus on what's ahead, you manage to break through and pull up.
>On cue, the Rebel X-Wing following Red-3 pops up in the path of the incoming torpedoes and explodes in a bright ball of light.
>The X-Wing tailing you flies through the remains of his vaporized fellow pilot before they're hit by a hail of laser fire from Red-3.
"Nice shot. You just need to regroup with Red Lea-"
>[TIME EXPIRED]
>[SIMULATION OVER]
>[FINAL SCORE: BLUE: 3 RED: 4]
>[RED TEAM WINS]
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>>28627314
>The words in big letters stretches across your screen.
>You slump back into your seat, a small amount of relief overtakes you as you remove your helmet.
>The cool artificial air inside the cockpit hits your face, as you pull a lever overhead to release the canopy.
>Climbing out, you see nine others exiting their simulator pods with varying expressions on their face.
>Mostly anger and frustration from Blue team.
>"Alright pilots, take your lunch and be back here in an hour." a voice orders from the overhead speakers, "We'll discuss your performances in the classroom."
>Looking to the pod next to you, Red-3 exits her pod and climbs down the ladder.
>Hopping out, you wait as she undoes her helmets restraints and flight cap to let her hair flow out.
>"I hope we didn't do too bad."
"Hey, you got more kills than any of us Sunset." you reply, "That's gotta count for something."
>"Would have counted better if I had some blasted support." a voice says from down the row of pods.
>Red Leader, helmet already off, has a perturbed look on her face.
"Spitfire, we were just about to go help you."
>"Yeah? Well lot of good that did me, it didn't take me long to get fragged."
>"Ouch..."
>"I really hope you both got a good excuse for leaving me high and dry." she says, emphasizing the point by pushing a finger into your chest.
"Sorry, I took damage and Sunset was providing covering fire."
>Her expression softens and she lets out a sigh.
>"Agh, you don't have to apologize. I'm just a bit worked up that I couldn't out fly Blue Leader over there. Its like she could predict my every move."
>Wiping her hair back, she glances over to the row of pods with blue stripes on them.
>Blue Leader is yelling at her teammates, who all look at the ground ashamed.
>Once she spots you three staring at her, she immediately makes for the doors.
>Spitfire hooks her arm around your neck, "Still, you two managed to wipe out four of them."
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>>28627326
>Sunset Shimmer nods, "It was Anon's planning that got us that far. If time didn't run out we could have gotten five for five."
>Walking to the exit, the girls follow.
"It would have just been you Sunset. That last play left me dead in space."
>"What happened?" Spitfire asks. "You take a bad hit or something?"
"Yeah, ended up losing primary and auxiliary power, had to make a workaround by using the cannons as a bypass."
>Pausing, the three of you salute as a superior officer walks by down the hall.
>Returning the gesture, you continue on to the mess hall.
>"And you still managed to take out one of their fighters?" she asks disbelievingly.
"It was mostly Sunny. All I did was play the bait, the friendly fire was just a bonus."
>Sunset blushes at the comment, while you explain the events to Spitfire.
>"Hell, now I gotta see the replay on that performance." she exclaims.
>She gives you a slight punch in the shoulder.
>When Spitfire turns her head you rub your arm.
>Girl's stronger than she looks...
>"I think that can wait till later Spitfire. I'm starving, let's hurry up before all the good stuff is gone."
>Quickening her pace, Sunset power-walks down the hall.
"I still don't understand how you can like the food here." you mutter, chasing after her with Spitfire following suit.
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>The Imperial Naval Academy on Prefsbelt IV.
>"Officers from this Academy—and only this Academy—are recognized as the very best the Emperor has to command." Fleet Admiral Bannidge Holt was once quoted with saying.
>You are Cadet Anonymous, in your third and final year at the academy.
>Its been a rough three years, but you firmly believe that the time spent will be worth it.
>Growing up you always loved flying, watching the holovids of Grand Army of the Republic starships during the Clone Wars duke it out with the Sepratists.
>Seeing the moves the GAR pilots pulled off.
>It was exhilarating and something to keep your mind off living at the orphanage in the Coronet slums along with your friend Sunset Shimmer.
>Well sister is probably the more accurate term. It's really hard not to think of her other than that after all you two have been through.
>When you were finally old enough, you both signed up for the academy.
>Not that she really wanted to join the military.
>"Someone has to watch over you." she said to you as she signed her papers.
>She was always a bit protective.
>Like an older sister who wasn't actually related to you.
>Not that that last bit bothered either of you. The owner of the orphanage did always told you that family is more than just blood-relations.
>Still, despite her apprehension, her skills as a pilot far surpassed your own.
>To be honest, it makes you a bit jealous.
>Sure you get top marks, but she always seems to do it with so little effort.
>Not to mention her natural charisma always seems to play a part in your groups performance whenever she's chosen as flight leader.
>Which unsurprisingly is pretty often.
>Just because of that, Instructor Wind Ryder assigned her callsign as Red-3 in order to see if the group could do without her command.
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"Alright cadets, I've gone over the battle footage and reviewed your performances."
>You and the rest of the class are seated in a large classroom.
>Instructor Ryder presses a few buttons on the datapad he carries.
>The lights in the room dim as the holoscreen on the wall illuminates up with a display of both teams.
>"Blue team, your performance was terrible." he admonishes, "You had shield equipped fighters, the element of surprise and you still lost."
>One of your teammates, Thunderlane snickers.
>Unfortunately for him Instructor Ryder is in no mood.
>"Is something funny Cadet Thunderlane? As I recall, you were the first one killed in the exercise."
>He presses another button and the display changes to a TIE Fighter.
>Thunderlane's frantic cries for help are played out for the entire room before being silenced by his ship exploding.
>Your fellow cadet slumps slowly in his seat, trying his best to hide his embarrassment.
>"Cadet Lulamoon, your flying is commendable, scoring two kills is no simple feat for a Cadet. But your leadership skills for Blue Team need work."
>Pointing to Trixie, the projection changes again to show a gridded outline of the battlezone.
>Blue teams' X-Wings scramble in different directions when the fighters that represent your group come within distance.
>Two red TIEs are immediately destroyed as one of the blue X-Wings is taken out by you.
>"You spent the majority of the wargame focusing on taking out Red Leader." he states with a frown, "But while taking out the command of an opposing squadron is an ideal tactical move you left your own forces uncoordinated."
>Looking over to Trixie, she grits her teeth.
>"Now here is where I felt was the highlight of the scenario."
>The map suddenly sections off a particular portion of the battlefield before zooming in.
>You recognize from the overhead its the location where you and Sunset preformed that last ditch maneuver that resulted in two kills.
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>"Right here two of your pilots, Cadet Blush and Lace followed Cadets Anonymous, and Shimmer into the asteroid field."
>Below the Instructor a large holotable rises from the ground.
>Blue light glows as the battlefield is recreated in a three-dimensional holographic field.
>"Watch Cadet Anonymous's fighter here." he states, "Pay attention to how he uses the maneuverability of the TIE fighter to prevent his opponent from getting a clear shot."
>Your fighter weaves through asteroids as the X-Wing behind you obviously struggles to pursue.
>A couple of the others are impressed, especially Spitfire.
>"But here's something that shows the ingenuity Red team displayed."
>As he finishes, your TIE leads the enemy through the gap between the asteroids, and like before, two torpedoes fire and follow you.
>Sunset's TIE shows up at the end with her tail following close by..
>As you clear the exit, the torpedoes crash into the X-Wing destroying it, quickly followed by Sunset swiftly turning around for her kill from above.
>You can hear a couple of gasps from the other students as the replay stops.
>The lights turn back on as both the holotable and projector turn off.
>"Friendly fire is unacceptable Cadet Lulamoon. While the error was due to the incompetence of the Cadets Blush and Cadet Lace, ultimately the blame falls on you for not preparing your team for such a scenario."
>Trixie slams her hands down on the table.
>"Instructor Ryder! With all due respect, how could anyone prepare for that!" she cries.
>The entire class becomes dead quiet will all eyes on the silver-haired girl.
>The instructor just gazes coldly at Trixie, before placing his hands behind his back and stepping towards her.
>Ryder towers over Trixie as her bluster vanishes.
>"Cadet Lulamoon, this situation could have been avoided if your pilots just paid attention to their sensors and communicated."
>Trixie looks down with an angry expression on her face as the man walks away.
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>>28627394
>"You are all dismissed for the rest of the day, however I want Cadets Spitfire, Shimmer, Anonymous and Lulamoon to stay here."
>The rest of the class quietly exit the room, leaving you four with Instructor Ryder.
>Stepping back towards the front of the room, he takes out his datapad and presses a button.
>A droid enters the room from one of the side doors with a tray in its hands.
>Walking up to the Instructor, he turns and presents you four each with a diploma.
>"You four are the top preforming Cadets in the class, these are your papers for your first assignments within the Galactic Empire."
>You each take one of the documents and open them.
>[Ensign Anonymous
>[Assignment: Imperial-II Class Frigate Foe Hammer.]
>You reread the header.
>Ensign.
>Looking to your friends you see they've already started discussing their posts.
>"Anon, both Spitfire and I are going to be stationed on the Dawn Fang!" she says, both girls showing glee that they'll be sticking together.
>Your cheer sinks.
>They both quickly pick up on it and show concern.
>Showing your paper to them, they both grow quiet.
>"W-well that's not too bad." Sunset says, trying to ease you. "The Foe... the Foe Hammer sounds like a good ship!"
>It's far less convincing than she wants though as she runs her hand through her hair. Something she always does when she begins getting stressed.
>"Yeah, a shame we won't be together but that can change."
"..."
>You turn to face your instructor.
"Sir. Is it possible I can be reassigned to the Dawn Fang as well?"
>Instructor Ryder shakes his head.
>"Cadet Anonymous, I assigned you to the Foe Hammer because your skills would be of benefit to the ship and her crew."
>Placing a hand on your shoulder, he bends down slightly and looks to you at eye level.
>"Don't take this the wrong way, but I feel separation from your fellow Cadets might do you some good to develop your own skills as a pilot."
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>>28627425
>Standing up straight, he addresses everyone else. "Now even though you have your assignments, your final few weeks here are still important. I don't want any of you slacking got it?"
>"Yes Sir!" you all reply with a salute.
>Without another word he makes his exit.
>Silently, you glance over to Trixie.
"Where are you going Trixie."
>"Trixie is going to be stationed on an Imperial Light Cruiser over the planet Lothal." she mumbles.
>You hear Spitfire whisper to Sunset.
>"Isn't Lothal in the Outer Rim?"
>"Yeah, its a pretty out of the way place..." she whispers back.
>Trixie crushes the diploma in her hand and grits her teeth.
>She runs out of the room.
>You make to chase after her, but a hand stops you.
>Turning you see Spitfire shaking her head.
"Well..."
>"Anon, cheer up. We'll keep in contact." Sunset reassures you. "Its not like we'll be gone forever."
>"Shucks, who knows maybe when we get into the system for awhile we can choose our next duty station."
"Yeah. I guess your right." you shrug.
>"Promise me you'll stay safe." Sunset asks, "This is probaly the first time we'll be seperated like this."
"I promise. You don't have to worry about me. If anything, pirates will have to watch out for you two."
>They both smile as they give you a hug.
>Embracing both girls, you sigh.
>Maybe it won't be so bad.
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>>28627459
You're giving me Into the White feels with the crashed together with enemies thing.

Which is a good thing.
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>>28539161
Ive not been on /mlp/ for a while and was reading your story sergeant from day 1 I enjoyed reading the entire part 2 and was a little disappointed there was not a definite ending, but I still loved the story and had a manly tear or two in the end thanks for this amazing ride I hope you continue to write more amazing stories
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grump
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>>28628925
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>>28628925
Not so grump
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bump for Saber.
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So who's excited for the new star wars movie coming out soon? What are you looking forward to?
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>>28631435
Modern screen versions of classic tech.
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>>28631435
Rogue One? Depends on wether or not they fuck up the main character with pandering.

Indifferent at the moment.
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>>28631459
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You know what always bothers me about the star wars universe? It feels like galactic technology improvement is at a standstill. Lightsabers are an effective weapon, but they shouldn't remain identical for literal millennia. I feel like there is no excuse for not having teleportation after this long.
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>>28632354

It's Science Fantasy

Not Science Fiction, like Star Trek

In Star Trek, the story serves technology

In Star Wars, technology serves the story

Star Wars is to Star Trek what Philosophy is to Music
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>>28632817
>Star Wars is to Star Trek what Philosophy is to Music

Wait I fucked that up

I meant Star Wars is to Star Trek what Music is to Philosophy

Respectively and shit
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>>28633035
how are philosophy and music related?
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>>28633898
Everybody seems to feel qualified to have an opinion on what's good for either.
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>>28636522
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>>28636522
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>>28636522
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>>28636522
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>"What happened?" Applejack asks. "From the way you tell it, he sounds like he was a good kid."
"He is... was..."
>"Then why the heck is he so hostile against you."
>You stare at the floor as Rainbow hands you a drink.
>"Here."
"Thanks Dash."
>She sits down right next to you as you take a sip.
>Looking back at the room you're using to keep Anon in, you can't help but feel so many emotions going on at once.
>You should be glad.
>Your brother's alive. He's alive and he's only one room away from you.
>But... he's also the enemy.
>Not just an enemy, one of Empire's best pilots who's no doubt killed many of your fellow Alliance pilots himself.
>Questions go on through your mind.
>Was this your fault? Did you cause this?
>The revelation that the implant was actually turned off when you... when you left the academy.
>...
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>>28639064
>He could be lying. But there would be no reason for him to lie to you.
>Taking a bite of a ration bar, you remember the last time you saw Anon.
>And the look of fear and betrayal he had at that moment.
>That look of utter betrayal so severe that only someone incredibly close to you could cause.
>Tears well up in your eyes and you just break down.
>Rainbow puts an arm around you and tries to comfort you.
>"Sunset, you don't have to go on if you don't want." Applejack says.
>"Yeah, a lot has happened. You go take a breather, AJ and I will watch the pri- er... your brother."
"T-thank you." you say getting up.
>Walking out of the room, you examine Anon's surviving belongings Rainbow recovered from his ship.
>Standard issue Imperial field survival kit, blaster pistol, identification disk, a comlink, all things that every pilot in the Imperial Navy would have.
>But one item in particular stands out among them a damaged piece of paper.
>Picking it up, you look at the side with an image on one side and realize that what you have is a photograph.
>An archaic way to store images for sure, but that's not what shocks you.
>In it are a man and woman holding hands in what seems to be a dress uniform and wedding gown respectively.
>The man is clearly Anon, but the woman's features beyond the dress were damaged by the fire from Anon's wreck.
>On their fingers are a pair of matching bands.
>You place a hand over your mouth as soon as your brain registers what this is a photo of.
>Your little brother got married?
>He looks so handsome in his uniform that you don't even care that it has the Imperial roundel on it.
>It dawns on you that you've missed so much of his life that while he's still your brother, he may very well be a different person than what you remember.
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>>28639113
>Anon looks so happy in this photo.
>Whoever this woman is, she's done something that you've been unable to do.
>Part of you is jealous but another part of you is glad Anon had... no, still has someone to care about him even when you couldn't.
>Pocketing the photograph, you walk back into the main antechamber.
>Applejack is checking the sensors for any signs of activity while Rainbow cleans her blaster pistol in the corner.
"I'm gonna talk to Anon."
>"Hey." Applejack calls out.
>You turn to face her.
>"If he's really family, he'll listen to reason." she says to you confidently before turning her attention back to the scanner.
>Nodding your head you re-enter Anon's room.
"Anon."
>"..."
"C'mon, talk to me. Please."
>He still refuses to talk to you. Which if you were in his position, you probably wouldn't want to talk to you.
"You've gotten better. You almost had me and Dash with those maneuvers you pulled. Those TIE Defenders are no joke."
>You try to break the ice with something you can find common ground with. Unfortunately he just continues to sit there in silence staring at the wall.
"Anon. I'm not trying to interrogate you or anything. I'm just trying to talk."
>"Talk?"
>Finally! Progress!
"Of cour-"
>"You want to TALK?!" he repeats, this time with barely contained disdain.
>You take a step back.
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>>28639132
>Anon turns to face you.
>"How about this for talk. Either kill me now or let me go, because I'm not discussing anything with you *traitor*."
"Anon please, I'm your sister."
>"I have no sister." he counters dismissively.
>Falling to your knees you go close to him.
>"What are you doing?"
>He tries to scoot away but his injured leg prevents him from getting far.
>Getting close to him, you embrace him into a hug.
>"Get off of me!" he says trying to shake you off.
>You hold firm though.
>"S-stop!"
"I'm not losing you again." you say. "I've missed you for all these years, I'm not letting you out of my sight again."
>"..."
>"Sunset... I... I..."
"You can say it An-"
>Before he says anything, he headbutts you in the face.
"AUGH!" you cry out in pain clutching your now bloody nose.
>"Stop it. Just stop."
>"Sunset what's wrong!" Rainbow says charging into the room.
>Seeing your bleeding nose, she scowls at Anon.
>"Why you dirty little sack of- she's only trying to make right with you! What's your problem?!"
>"You." he spits out, "You rebels are my problem."
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>>28639146
>Sneering, Rainbow helps you up and leads you out of the room.
>"Sunset, I think you should just give up. He's an Imp, they don't listen to reason."
"No! Not again..." you trail off. "I already gave up once, and it was the worse decision I ever made."
>"He's a heartless killer!"
"He's not. Would a heartless killer look like this?" you ask pulling out Anon's wedding photo.
>"The heck is that?"
>"I dunno, they might." Applejack says. "Them being whatcha call them. Sociopaths, good at hiding emotions and such."
>You give Applejack a flat look.
>"What?"
>Applejack places her hand on your shoulder, "Sunset, maybe he's changed."
>You sigh.
"I know the little brother I grew up with is still in there. I can feel it."
>Sliding her hat back, Applejack rolls her neck.
>"Alright lemme talk to the guy. Maybe it's too soon for you to talk." she says grabbing the photo between her fingers.
>"What?! Are you serious?" Rainbow Dash asks.
>You smile.
"Thank you AJ I really owe you one."
>"You can buy me a drink when we get back to the Absolution." she says with a confident grin.
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>>28639175
>Now sporting a minor headache, you realize you're shivering.
>Why?
>Is Sunset really causing you to become so unraveled?
>Suddenly the blonde haired pilot walks into the room.
>You glare at her.
>"She's really stressing about this." she says to you.
"..."
>Taking a nearby rock, she pulls it over and sits on it.
>"Well out with it."
"The hell are you talking about?"
>"How'd she "stab you in the back"?"
"Why do you care?"
>"Because Sunset's family. And her family is mah family, which as hard as it is for someone like you to believe, that also means you."
>Is this woman insane?
"You're not getting any information from me."
>"Relax, this ain't an interrogation. I ain't asking fer any Imperial secrets, we're just talking."
"Talk on your own time then."
>"Well, then don't do it for Sunset. Do it for her." she says tossing something at your feet.
>It's your wedding photo with Rarity.
"WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THAT!"
>"Calm yourself flyboy, if it weren't fer me this would be ash in that wreck you call a starship."
>You force yourself to calm down.
"..."
>"I'll take that as an apology for overreactin'. So as a way to make it up to me, tell me what was it that came between you two?"
>After a brief mental struggle, you concede.
>It's not like that's very critical information anyway.
>You're only buying time till the rest of fleet jumps in over the planet. Then you'll make your escape.
"Fine."
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>>28639202
Nice to see you continue.

Got a pastebin?
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>>28639257
Yeah, I do.

http://pastebin.com/fkVpu8Rp
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>>28633898

Dumb motherfucker

I said Star Wars is to Star Trek what Music is to Philosophy

One is meant to make you think, one is meant to make you feel

Star Trek is often about stories relating to politics, misuse of technology and human nature

Star Wars is an adventure and about human myth and fantasy

Note that this does NOT mean that those two are mutually exclusive and there is no overlap; Star Trek can have action and adventure and Star Wars can have Star Trek-like themes

And if you can't find overlap between music and philosophy you need to read a fucking book you loser
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>>28640643
I need to read a book? I'm not the guy who posted half of his explanation and got angry at others when it didn't make sense with half of the context missing. Here's a hint: if you're trying to convince someone of your point, they shouldn't have to fill in the blanks in YOUR argument. It's your job to clearly and concisely make your point, and if you can't even fucking do that, it's not my fault. If you actually stepped out of your parents' basement and talked to someone, instead of sitting there crying about how everyone else is dumber than you, you might be able to interact with normal people you fucking autist.
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>>28640879

C'mon son, that wasn't even strong bait.
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>>28640879
lol

embarassing
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page 10 bump.
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10 bump
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https://youtu.be/3eZBevXohCI
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>>28640879
btfo xD lol gb2reddit
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>>28644891
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bumpy ride.
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>>28644891
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