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Post by Darth Ravage on Mar 23, 2007 11:10:09 GMT -5
Ravage lands his fighter on an old landing pad. As he exits his ships and gathers his supplies, a small group of street thugs approach him. They surround his ship.
"Why you fly junk ship?" A Rodian asks. "Shut up!" A Trandoshan yells at him, "This is our landing pad, the fee to stay is 100 credits."
Darth Ravage eyes the Trandoshan, "How about this, leave now and you'll live to see tomorrow."
The Trandoshan looks offended, "WHAT did you say? Are you blind AND stupid? Its 5 against 1, I say pay up."
Darth Ravage laughs, "5 against 1 eh? Turn around."
The Trandoshan slowly turns around as one of the thugs goes flying off of the landing pad.
"4 against 1is still good odds for me, attack him men!"
Darth Ravage ignites his ancient blue lightsaber.
The Trandoshan's eyes get bigger for a second and then narrow, "A Jedi."
This time Ravage looks offended, his look of offense quickly turns to anger, "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?" Ravage ignites his father's red blade.
The Trandoshan looks worried, "Ok...uhhh...your a Sith then?"
"That's better, but that's a secret between you and me. Actually, its only my secret." Darth Ravage force pushes the Trandoshan off the edge of the platform. The Trandoshan grabs onto the ledge before he fell into the nothingness below. Darth Ravage walks over to where he hangs. He puts one saber away and angles the blue one at the ground.
"This little nerf went to market." Ravage says as he slices off one of the Trandoshan's fingers. "This little nerf went to town." He slices off the Trandoshan's hand with 5 fingers. Darth Ravage stares hard at the thug and gives him an evil grin.
"I'm beging you, let me live!"
"This little nerf..."
"No!!!!!"
Darth Ravage brings his saber close to the last finger, the Trandoshan can feel the heat on his finger. "Went to Hell!!!"
Ravage slices off the last finger as the Trandoshan begins to fall. "That was boring, now for the fireworks." Ravage concentrates and the Trandoshan implodes in the air. "That's better." Ravage turns around, "Anyone else?" He finds that he is the only peron on the landing pad. Ravage sighs, "Fun's over, better contact the Exchange."
Later, Darth Ravage meets with the Exchange.
"I have a few items of value that I want sold on the black market, I will get 90% of the profits, you will get the remainder. I also need you to upgrade my ship. A Sith fighter, its on landing pad 12 in the Refugee Sector."
"Pad 12? We lost two men there this morning." The Exchange boss eyes Ravage. "You wouldn't know anything about that would you."
"I would, I saw the last few moments of the fight as I was landing. I killed the 5 men that attacked yours, the rest of your men left the scene when I landed."
"Ah, the rest of my men were to afraid of the attacker or attackers to pay much attention to who they were." The boss takes a sip of something green, "You said you have something to sell?"
"Yes, 5 authentic, working lanvaroks. Found on the now deserted planet of Korriban by me."
"And how do I know they are real?"
"Does it matter? If someone buys them then they buy them. But I'll demonstrate anyway."
Darth Ravage loads his lanvarok and fires it.
"What about the others?"
Ravage sighs and demonstrates that the others work.
The Exchange boss presses buttons on a datapad.
"Now, we wait for a taker or a bid."
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Post by Darth Ravage on Mar 24, 2007 12:25:18 GMT -5
The Exchange bosses' datapad beeps, "Got someone, wants all five items. Their buying, not bidding. They've just finished the transaction and will be here within the hour."
Half an hour later, a richly dressed female human carrying a briefcase and a male Twilek in a suit holding a datapad are let into the room. They sit across the table from Ravage.
The human opens the briefcase, "I believe this was the requested amount."
The Exchange bosses' eyes get bigger.
Darth Ravage looks at it, "I believe you are right, here are the items you purchased." Darth Ravage slides the lanvaroks across the table and pulls the briefcase to his side.
The woman looks at the lanvaroks, "These are going to make me a very happy and richer person."
Ravage looks at the credits and smiles, "These are going to make ME a very happy person." He hands a stack of credits to the Exchange boss, "Its a little extra but here's your cut."
The Twilek speaks for the first time, ''Mistress, a Sith Holocron is being sold elsewhere."
The ladies' eyes light up, "It seems I have other business to attend to." She and the Twilek exit the room.
"So, about those ship upgrades..."
The Exchange boss is still counting his share of the profits, "Oh, uhh, right, I'll get someone right on that, Fighter on pad 12 right?" He calls someone on his comlink and sets it up. "Grab your ship and head down to the garage to wait, here's a map so you don't get lost." The boss hands Ravage a map written on a napkin and Ravage leaves the room.
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Post by Darth Ravage on Mar 29, 2007 7:15:49 GMT -5
Darth Ravage quickly walks down the dirty streets of Nar Shadda, ready to upgrade his ship and get off this slime-ball of a planet.
He finds the right address and enters the shop. "I believe you are expecting me."
"Ravage right? I'm the head mechanic for the Exchanges' many types of ships. What exactly do you want done to this junk heap of a ship?"
"I want you to do everything you can to my ship. Fix it up until you can no longer call it a 'junk heap'."
"Hmm...I can modernize everything but the shields right now. I am out of shield generators for this size and type of ship." The mechanic looks Ravage over, "You wouldn't be interested in a little action while you wait would you?"
"I might be, what do you have in mind?"
"Theres a ship leaving soon that is carrying precious cargoes, a prototype shield generator and the complete schematics on how to build one, this shield is the size we need for your ship, stronger than most fighter shields, and you won't have to wait for parts to complete your ship. There are also a few brand new power cells and a new case of Blastec's latest blaster rifles, I heard that the weapon itself can even bend to shoot around corners! Of course if you commandeer the frigate for us you shall be compensated. We'll outfit your ship with a new design of shield, a newer design of battery, and you can have one of the new blaster rifles free. Of course the other upgrades you recieve are still full charge. Whaddaya say?"
"Where is the freighter, whats the name, and who owns it?"
"The freighter is on one of the Hutt's landing pads, it's decorated in Rebel Alliance colors so it won't be hard to find. The name is the 'Dodonna' I'm not exactly sure why though, I've heard of a General Dodonna but I thought he was still alive somewhere. Anyways, the Hutts own the ship and everything aboard is stolen goods so the guards will be extra jumpy. We have a stolen uniform and credentials you can use to get in, just make sure you give them back or replace them."
"Sounds easy enough for me, where should I take the ship when its mine?"
The mechnic laughs, "IF you get it, just bring it here, we'll take care of it."
"Give me the uniform then." Darth Ravage puts the uniform on, I have the uniform and credentials, what do the guards use as weapons"
"These." The mechanic tosses Ravage a long metal pole. "They don't really do anything so you'll want to bring along your own weapons, and take that thing off your arm, they will definitely notice you with that on."
"I'm ready, get to work on my ship and I'll pay when I get back."
The mechanic whispers to himself, "IF he gets back." Ravage had alredy left.
Darth Ravage locates the Hutt's freighter. He slips in and helps the other guards load the ship. As he loads the various boxes onto the ship, Ravage hears someone yell, "Now!'' at the top of their voice. Suddenly, half of the guards pull out blaster pistols and start firing on the guards with only the poles. Darth Ravage hides behind a box and uses the force to make the attackers shoot each other. After all of the poser guards are dead, loading resumes, but quicker than before. Soon, the ship is loaded and the guards and Ravage enter the small ship.
The ship's engines were prepared while the loading was taking place and they soon lifted off. Ravage located the other guards, 2 were guarding the cargo, 2 were resting and 1 was with the pilot acting as a copilot.
Ravage quickly devises a plan and pulls out the lightsaber he had brought along. He walks up to one of the men guarding the cargo.
"The pilot wishes to speak to you."
The Devaronian thug nods and leaves. A few minutes later he returns to find Ravage and the other guard gone.
He resumes his post and hears a slight humming behind him, he figures its just the engines. He never said a word as the humming suddenly got louder and his head was lopped off of his shoulders.
Ravage stands and sets the Devarionian's head that he had caught with the force gently down to avoid noise. He throws the body in a storage locker with the other headless guard's body and heads to the sleeping quarters.
A Rodian guard is awake and Ravage calls to him quietly. The Rodian meets him in the hallway and is greeted by a stunbolt to the chest from a small holdout blaster. Ravage also stuffs this body into the locker, after he killd the Rodian of course.
He heads back to the sleeping quarters and sets his lightsaber's emmiter up to the sleeping Trandoshan's head and hits the activation button on the hilt of the saber. Ravage recalls the saber's blade and lets the body lay as the wall console beeps.
"We are about to enter hyperspace, strap yourselves in."
Ravage acts quickly, pulling the holdout blaster back out, he fires the remaining 9 shots into the cockpit and hears a body slump. He also hears a body stand.
The Sullustan copilot looks down the hall at Ravage, a blaster in one hand, the other limp at his side, obviously hit by a stun bolt. Ravage barely has enough time to get his lightsaber out and activated as the first two bolts come flying by. Ravage dodges them and they hit a wall panel behind him. The next set of bolts Ravage sends back into the cockpit, two of the bolts hitting the human pilot and another hitting the Sullustan in the left leg. Darth Ravage uses force lightning on the Sullustan and he drops to the deck writhing in pain.
Ravage calls he Sullustan's weapon to his own hand and shoots him once, between the eyes. He fires a shot into the pilot's back for good measure.
After spacing the bodies, Darth Ravage grabs the controls of the ship and pilots it back to the Exchange landing pad.
"Here's your ship, now finish fixing mine."
"Wow, the Exchange has been after this ship for weeks. Your ship is almost finished, wait here until I return."
Ravage sits down and relaxes, keeping his senses active.
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Post by Darth Ravage on Apr 30, 2007 10:42:47 GMT -5
The head mechanic enters.
"Ravage, your ship has just been finished. You can come check her out now."
Darth Ravage gets up from his chair and follows the mechanic to the garage area. They enter the portion of the garage that the fighter is being finished up.
"What did you do to it? It looks different."
"We added two missile launchers in the front and each launcher can hold 6 missiles, 5 in the magazine and 1 loaded. The new shield was pretty wide for his specific fighter so we extended the wings a little for it and the missile launcher tubes. The lasers were upgraded tremendously, they hardly had any bite before, now they can punch through 2 1/2 blast doors. The sublight engines are another 85% more powerful than they were, acceleration is better by about 42% and top speed is increased by at least 57%. What do you think?"
"I think I need to test it out in space."
"You don't honestly expect us to let you try it out without paying for it?"
"Honestly, I do. I didn't pay for it when I aquired it and the guy who tried to sell it to me is dead. Thanks for the upgrades, now I'm off."
Darth Ravage walks past the mechanic, brushing him as he walks by.
"Stop right there! You will pay us or else..."
"Or else what?" Ravage holds up the man's blaster. "You'll shoot me with this? I stole it when we touched. Here is your weapon."
Ravage tosses the blaster near the mechanic. "If you pick that up before I reach my ship, consider yourself dead."
Darth Ravage turns back around and senses the man diving for the blaster. Ravage captures him in force choke before he reaches it.
"I told you to stay put. Now you've made me mad." The man gasps for air, "You'd like to give you a breath huh?" Ravage releases the man for a couple seconds letting him get his air. Ravage grabs him with the force again.
"Whenever you need a breath let me know and I'll release you for a few seconds, its funner for me if you last longer."
The mechanic starts to gasp for air again and Ravage releases him. Instead of closing off his air flow, Darth Ravage restricts the blood flow to his head. The man's head begins to turn purple.
"I could destroy you right now, it would be so easy to make your head explode. Maybe I will."
Ravage squeezes the mechnic's head harder. He looks around the shop. "I have a better idea... I told you that you would die, I changed my mind. Your just going to wish you were dead."
Ravage smiles evilly. He looks for some long poles around the shop, he finds 3, each about 8' long. He grabs one with the forceand slowly pushes it into the mechanic's midsection.
The mechanic begins to scream as Ravage slowly impales him. Using the force, Ravage makes sure he doesn't hit a vital organ with the pole. He threads the mechanic halfway down the pole and leaves him hanging there as he gets another pole, this one not smooth like the first, but threaded like a screw.
Darth Ravage doesn't shove this bar in, he screws it in. The mechanic's screams get louder as the long screw is inserted into him. Darth Ravage finishes the threaded pole and notices the mechanic is bleeding a lot. Ravage quickly heats the poles up, cauterizing the wounds.
He pulls out his lightsaber and slashes at the last pole, making small barbs of metal stick up. He then aligns the pole with the body and, with the help of the force, he quickly jams the last pole into the mechanic.
Using the force, Darth Ravage lifts the poles and the screaming man into the air and sets them on the rafters, the screaming man now suspended upside down. Darth Ravage finds a small, sharp, piece of metal, heats it, and uses it to carve the Old Sith Empire symbol onto the mechanic's forehead. While he levitates, Darth Ravage slices off every other finger and cuts up his clothes with the knife.
Ravage stabs the still warm knife into the man's leg, ties his arms to the poles, and gags him before he leaves.
Ravage lowers himself to the ground and starts up his new ship. He blows a hole in the wall and blasts through the hole, heading straight for space.
He tests his systems by launching missiles and energy bolts at random passing ships. After being fired on himself a few times, he heads to the jungle moon of Dxun.
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