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| 08 Apr 2012 11:45 PM |
These stories are fake and exaggerated. (Havn't seen the previous Chapter? Do so here: http://www.roblox.com/Forum/ShowPost.aspx?PostID=65750154) This may be a tl;dr but if you read I am sure you will find something interesting.
>>>>Vaktovian Base of operations, Remote Vaktovian Colony<<<< >>>>Tesana's Perspective<<<< >>>>1700 Hours<<<< I slid quietly behind the box. Nobody would see me here. The place was dark and red; but very comfortable. It was an oversized room with alot of boxes, and every 5 minutes I would here a large BANG. I couldn't tell if this was an operations base or a fake loading center to trap me in; but hey, either way I'll probebly end up back where I started. Suddenly, two very curious VAK showed up. "I'll check this room, the prisoner can't be far." Announced the 1st VAK, Proudly. The 2nd one nodded and they both split different ways. "Lucky they didn't see me." I whispered to myself to sooth the building urge to fire at the miserable red-eyed troops. Not to far from my hiding place, I couldn't help but notice an air vent. "Perfect." I whispered once again. I jumped, weaved and ducked to avoid detection, as my figure slipped through tight spots in the room. Soon enough I had passed 7 VAK eyes without being noticed. As slippery as a shadow, I guess.
>>>>Jothir Kore's Perspective, Remote Vaktovian Colony<<<< The heat of the sun seemed to rip through my chest like a ghost of the night. Pain was the least of my worries. I could get cuaght by Octavians, or worse. Yet through my half broken body I managed to stand, bearly. I attempted to limb to shade. Bearly being able to stand, I slowly moved to a safe spot out of the sun, so I could die without having a messy goo of blood being the only part of me left. I slowly closed my eyes...to the sound of a huming engine.
I woke up in what looked like a Vaktovian Medical bay, but it seemed much more than that. A shadow-covered figure moved from the dark as I noticed where I was sitting; The only light in the room was hovering above my head. I tryed to move only to discover that my body was stuck to a prison pole. The figure removed himself from the darkness, revealing himself. "My name is secret, however you can go by my nick-name; Boss." The man removed what was his hood and I figured he was neither Civilian or Octavian...he was a rebel.
>>>>My Perspective, 1730 Hours<<<< I sat comfortably in the hovering chair. It was a Classic Octavian Civilian style chair that was recently removed from Civilian Occupation due to a few minor problems, but the Engineers here had fxed that. "How are you liking our new operations base for the next 3 months?" a familier voice called from across the room. It was Reznok, our latest Praetor. "Sire, what are you doing here?!" I jumped up from my chair with suprise. "What you are supposed to be here for." He replied patiently. "So, looks like we're not going home yet, eh sire?" I asked, continuing the conversation accordingly. "No, unfortunetly." Reznok was always bringing bad news to my table, but I always had a back up. 'So, I'm out of a fleet, a ship to bring more bad news, and I am out of a squad to take on high risk missions. The others need rest and supplies..." I worried in my mind for a second, we were fighting the galaxy's most dangerous foe and the only thing I have is a small fleet of men. "However I come with more bad news." Reznok continued. "This can't be good." I thought to myself. "The planet is protected by a Vaktovian Barrier shield. We can enter it, but we can't exit it, meaning we're stuck on this planet until we can get a force inside their Operations base. However I have devised a plan. Tesana, one of your reccommended Squadren Commanders, recently got promoted to Captain for a good solo attempt on a Vaktovian Prison center, so I sent her in; Alone, to avoid detection." Reznok just kept on coming with bad news. I stopped leaning on the wall "So, Do I have a team to strike the base?" Reznok nodded. "You'll be commanding an entire strike force, but once you get to the front door you'll need to cut some slack and come in and out with only a few men."
After a long chat with Reznok about the plan, I walked onto the harsh landscape of the outside environment of Outpost Gamma, to find my team. There stood some of my most trusted troops, and friends. Fig, Brutis, Metrix and Mas all waited around the front door. They all stood and saluted, then fig got up and spoke loudly; "The Emporer wishes to speak to you on the comm array, sir!" I nodded at Fig and walked over to the last remnents of what was my flagship's newest communications array. The screen shimmered on with a poor signal, but still hearable. "Admiral." The Octavian Emporer reported "My Lord." I said back to signal I was ready for a short but hard talk "I suppose the Praetor gave you the run down. Well, your team was hand picked by Reznok, he knows who you would like on your team. Anyway, we sent additional forces and supplies when Reznok arrived, so you should be prepared for a full on frontal assualt. However, there is one thing you must do before you attack. You need to find a man known well as "Boss" He is leading the Vaktovian Rebellion, and you need to get them on our side before VAK manages to do whatever they do that forces those men on VAK's side." The Emporer was a very noble and wealthy man, and a respected Octavian. So I replied with a simple "Yes, My Lord." And the screen faded.
~End Chapter 3~
References: Jothir Kore---CapRex213 Octavian Emporer---Legodude12 Brutis---Chantroom Mas---Masmusk Metrix---Metrixking Reznok---Reznok Tesana---Tesana "Boss"---mrbossyboots1337
Credits: All the names mentioned above
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| 09 Apr 2012 12:11 AM |
| Very nice story, I like how the story fits perfectly together and the suspense throughout the story. |
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| 09 Apr 2012 08:40 AM |
I'm loving this, I'm now in a hand pciked sqaud, lol. [[:P]]Chant is singing in french[[:P]] |
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| 09 Apr 2012 08:40 AM |
Galactic Civil War is star wars
- Join IA. I'm like God. I don't exist except in your minds. |
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| 09 Apr 2012 11:45 PM |
@alex: I couldn't pick up a better name. At the time my mind was *Blank*
~Grand Admiral Algamat Adelphos~ |
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| 10 Apr 2012 12:22 AM |
Lol.
Reznok isn't the Praetor anymore.
We got through a total of three Praetors in the last two weeks.
Other than that, great story. Not too biased. |
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| 10 Apr 2012 04:48 AM |
| I posted this the day he WAS Praetor. |
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