Please don't let this die on me, mates! I was really enjoying this one!
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The Magnificently Whiskered
STATUS: Rebel Academy - Recruiting again, need a few more players! - roleplayerguild.com/topics/8.. 8 yrs ago
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"Understood, Admiral. Plotting a course now."
The bridge of the Daccian Sunrise immediately erupted into life but, with Captain Dann as his officers used to being asked to jump halfway across the galaxy on a moments notice, the momentary bustle of surprise soon settled into an almost melodic chorus of fingers tapping at computer terminals and voices shouting status reports and requesting readouts. This was the sound that Vohrel Dann liked to hear more than any other: The sound of productivity.
Within minutes, the herculean task of preparing the two kilometre long ship for a hyperspace jump was complete and as the manoeuvring thrusters fired up to move them into position, Vohrel stood from his chair and paced quietly. This was it. War. His heart skipped a beat as he imagined the thrill of true battle, the chaos of two battle fleets engaging in the ultimate contest of power, wit and command. This was his chance to write his name in history alongside the Skywalkers, the Iblises, the Antilles... the Ackbars, even. Perhaps one day history would look back at him and the name 'Vohrel Dann' would be synonymous with greatness. The idea brought a smile to his curled lips.
"Okay.. listen up." He belched over the ship's comm system, his low raspy voice seeming to almost growl as it echoed around the busy corridors. "You all know that I'm not one for speeches... that said, the occasion seems to call for it. So here it goes."
"The weeks that follow will be some of the hardest you or I have ever seen. Perhaps the hardest we will ever see. We fight an enemy whose military power is practically unknown to us; we have no real idea of their numbers, their ability or even their positions. The odds.. are stacked heavily against us. This is not the sort of battle that any of us would choose if it were a choice." He paused, allowing the crew to mumble quietly to each other for a few moments before carrying on. "But it is not a choice. These villains must be brought to task, and by the ocean gods of Mon Cala we will bring them to task if it means we have to drag this ship through the flames of hell itself! And make no mistake, ladies and gentlemen.. there is no crew in this or any galaxy that I would rather have by my side on a trip into the lake of sulphur. For the Republic!
The Daccian Sunrise popped out of hyperspace just outside of the formation and immediately made its way towards the flagship of the fleet, the rather majestic-looking Viscount-class Star Defender Independence. The Sunrise was a beautiful ship, designed to be a luxury starliner and with a profile to match, but the Independence was on another level. Designed from it's inception to be the backbone of the New Republic navy, form and function merged magnificently to create a warship which could not only match the Imperial Super Star Destroyers, but surpass them. At just over seventeen kilometers long, it dwarfed every other ship in the formation and cast a rather intimidating profile on Captain Dann's viewscreen.
"Captain Vohrel Dann of the Daccian Sunrise reporting for duty, Admiral!"
The bridge of the Daccian Sunrise immediately erupted into life but, with Captain Dann as his officers used to being asked to jump halfway across the galaxy on a moments notice, the momentary bustle of surprise soon settled into an almost melodic chorus of fingers tapping at computer terminals and voices shouting status reports and requesting readouts. This was the sound that Vohrel Dann liked to hear more than any other: The sound of productivity.
Within minutes, the herculean task of preparing the two kilometre long ship for a hyperspace jump was complete and as the manoeuvring thrusters fired up to move them into position, Vohrel stood from his chair and paced quietly. This was it. War. His heart skipped a beat as he imagined the thrill of true battle, the chaos of two battle fleets engaging in the ultimate contest of power, wit and command. This was his chance to write his name in history alongside the Skywalkers, the Iblises, the Antilles... the Ackbars, even. Perhaps one day history would look back at him and the name 'Vohrel Dann' would be synonymous with greatness. The idea brought a smile to his curled lips.
"Okay.. listen up." He belched over the ship's comm system, his low raspy voice seeming to almost growl as it echoed around the busy corridors. "You all know that I'm not one for speeches... that said, the occasion seems to call for it. So here it goes."
"The weeks that follow will be some of the hardest you or I have ever seen. Perhaps the hardest we will ever see. We fight an enemy whose military power is practically unknown to us; we have no real idea of their numbers, their ability or even their positions. The odds.. are stacked heavily against us. This is not the sort of battle that any of us would choose if it were a choice." He paused, allowing the crew to mumble quietly to each other for a few moments before carrying on. "But it is not a choice. These villains must be brought to task, and by the ocean gods of Mon Cala we will bring them to task if it means we have to drag this ship through the flames of hell itself! And make no mistake, ladies and gentlemen.. there is no crew in this or any galaxy that I would rather have by my side on a trip into the lake of sulphur. For the Republic!
The Daccian Sunrise popped out of hyperspace just outside of the formation and immediately made its way towards the flagship of the fleet, the rather majestic-looking Viscount-class Star Defender Independence. The Sunrise was a beautiful ship, designed to be a luxury starliner and with a profile to match, but the Independence was on another level. Designed from it's inception to be the backbone of the New Republic navy, form and function merged magnificently to create a warship which could not only match the Imperial Super Star Destroyers, but surpass them. At just over seventeen kilometers long, it dwarfed every other ship in the formation and cast a rather intimidating profile on Captain Dann's viewscreen.
"Captain Vohrel Dann of the Daccian Sunrise reporting for duty, Admiral!"
@Stekkmen you can respond whenever you want. @alexfangtalon's last tag was to the whole locker room. Or you could write a post detailing your match on the next show.
Btw, @Universorum did you get my last PM?
Btw, @Universorum did you get my last PM?
"Wow... that sounds amazing, boss! I've been trying to put on the best matches I can with the opponents you've given me, but Drayden... he's like a whole other level. I've wanted to work with him since I got here. I'm definitely going to make sure it's a special one!" Connor stood to leave, a giant grin plastered on his face like an excited schoolchild who'd just been told they were going to Disneyland.
"As for the Battle... I'm gonna do everything in my power to show you I can take that top spot. Max is a legend in this industry and just to be able to step in the same ring as him and have the chance to prove that I belong there..." He trailed off towards the end of his sentence, stared blankly into the middle distance for a moment, then smiled.
"Anything else you need, boss, or can I head off? I wanna get started on some ideas for my match with Drayden." Connor looked back towards Jack, his eyes still beaming with excitement.
"As for the Battle... I'm gonna do everything in my power to show you I can take that top spot. Max is a legend in this industry and just to be able to step in the same ring as him and have the chance to prove that I belong there..." He trailed off towards the end of his sentence, stared blankly into the middle distance for a moment, then smiled.
"Anything else you need, boss, or can I head off? I wanna get started on some ideas for my match with Drayden." Connor looked back towards Jack, his eyes still beaming with excitement.
@ZeusTheMoose That's some mighty fine bookin', boss.
We were planning to have a back-and-forth match which ended in Drayden reversing Rob's finisher into his own finisher for the win. After which I was planning on having Rob trash the ringside area in a fit of rage. We could certainly change it to incorporate a run-in by Sexton if you like, to set up Drayden's match at the Battle. Depending on what he has planned for Connor/Rob we could try to set up whatever he's doing too if you like?
Connor was caught a little off-guard by the redirect, but it was something he really should have come to expect around the wiley old businessman. It was often difficult to get a straight answer out of Jack Flanagan, and that's on the rare occasions that he gave you an answer at all. Unfortunately, as the owner and booker of the company, there was very little Connor could do but roll with it.
"Uh... yeah, absolutely. What did you have in mind?" Connor answered, carefully placing himself down in the seat he had been offered.
"Uh... yeah, absolutely. What did you have in mind?" Connor answered, carefully placing himself down in the seat he had been offered.
@Eviledd1984 Here first. Character thread is only for accepted characters. @ZeusTheMoose is the GM and he'll want to okay it first.
@Eviledd1984 Couldn't hurt
Well, I'm currently writing a joint post with Universorum for a match between Connor/Rob and Drayden but if anyone else wants to do one as well I'm more than up for it. Feeling very excited by this whole wrestling RP thing!
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