Recent content by Fester Olonn

Kriff. Fester knew he had been made when Spencer Ward came over to him. Him pretending like he didn't know him from his Imperial file as a Judge was an easily seen-through ploy. Fester's eyes shot from Spencer to Darth Evandrus and back, closing to slids as he tried to make sense of their move...

The Imperial Military hadn't been too happy with Fester's appointment to Imperial Judge, which the latter realized all too quickly by the looks and obnoxiously loyal behavior towards the Empire that the ordinary rank-and-file showed in his presence. As he was a Serenno Cadet in the army of the...

When Fester caught on on what was going to happen, he lifted his rifle and immediately fired once at Jade.

Fester rushed into the other room hoping it would be the last and put him back on the durasteel floors of an Imperial destroyer. It didnt turn out as he had hoped and his heart sank a little when his eyes took in the large pile of bones, "End station," he sighed and only then spotted the large...

Fester had no bloody clue as to what to do now, since trying to tie the artefacts to the doors seemed like a dead end. He was thankful, therefore, that one of the Sith had an idea for which Fester was used -and adressed properly- as a guinea pig. "Yessir," he smiled as he said it, glad as he...

A bad taste developed inside Corporal Olonn's mouth as it dried up from seeing and smelling the horrors that the Sith master was inflicting on the rodian guards of Freega. He realized quite clearly that the Republic of Serenno was no more and its people had fallen so far as to become slaves and...

Fester was slightly panicking, but he refused to show it to the others. As a non-FS corporal of the Shock Corps he never expected nor imagined to be put into situation so thickly interwoven with the Force of which he understood exactly nothing. "How-" he muttered despite of his intention, "I...

The Republic had changed, Fester reflected as he was sliding down some weird chute on Korriban. No, not the Republic, but the Republic of Serenno. When the Grand Count still came from one of the houses the tournaments included gentlemanly sports like dueling with vibro-rapiers and stun blasters...

Corporal Olonn couldn't believe the stupidity of the wookiee commander (@Rexx) as he just stood there and allowed forty of his men fire at the five Sarkan men, obliterating them and alerting more nearby patrols and by the time the wookiee breached his way into the tower seventeen Sarkan soldiers...

There was hint of disgust growing inside Corporal Olonn as the Sith Master executed random rodians in excruciating ways. Still, none of the Imperial soldiers under Master Nayeli Aeron's command would dare to comment on it or report it up the Imperial command. That meant Fester wouldn't kriffing...

Corporal Olonn wasn't sure about the operational efficiency of the wookiee's blackguards, since repelling down a parking lot in a city that's patrolled isn't the exactly less conspicuous than just using the chairs. Which proved to be a mistake as seconds after the adjudant had joined both his...

Corporal Olonn did what he was told, albeit reluctantly, and waited for the patrol to pass before going down the three sets of stairs to join the commander on ground level just as he was playing doll with a dead Sarkan. "bonfire sounds good, commander." He wasn't yet sure what to think of this...

Corporal Olonn followed Master Nayeli Aeron and her contignent of troops towards the Rodian assembly. The Togrutan Sith was too eager to kill, Fester found, although he couldn't honestly claim not to be excited at the prospect of action after so many weeks of sitting in a classroom. "Remember,"...

Upon hearing the lieutenant's words Fester dashed out of cover and towards their intended target. The guards were sufficiently distracted by blasterfire to notice how the young corporal slipped into the FV-freigther and made his way to the engine room. "Ahh-" Fester muttered as he walked up to...

That wookiee commander could eat the shit of his Serenno pet bantha for all Fester cared. Talking about a professional fighting force while he got a mouth like that and threatens soldiers under his temporary command? Kriff, he should be the one being slung on rapport. Fester was glad he was...