Varyn Rask
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OOC: Holonet Access obtained by breaking in during a prior thread. Open to reactions and further report from other Holonet broadcasts.
The evening news cut to a commercial and unexpectedly, the Holonet Feed began to static and waver as a "commercial break" suddenly turned into a less-than-expected address. A masked man filled the screen. It was clear that the signal had been pirated in some way, but it would take several minutes to take it down, and a recording had already begun to play. A masked man filled the screen, and those who lived within the borders of either Empire would immediately note that the mask screamed "Sith" to anyone who saw it, but in a galaxy embroiled in a civil war between Sith factions, seeing such a mask was not all that shocking.
The voice, when it began speaking, was clearly distorted, though this was a product of the Force rather than any electronics.
Citizens of the Empire, I'm interrupting this broadcast because now is a time for action, the voice said calmly. There was little movement as he spoke, and a moment later, the image cut to pictures of world within the Empire. Kuat, Nubia, Bilbringi, Corellia, and Nar Shaddaa. Each one had been laid waste to in some measure with buildings burning, factories destroyed, and bodies in the streets. It was what the Republica had become.
The galaxy has been in turmoil for too long. The Imperial Republica has failed to protect its citizens time and again. Thousands have been killed in attacks by terrorist raiders and Mandalorians, and throughout that time, the Emperors have done nothing, he said, and none of the accusations were false. Elix had been terribly inactive, and his predecessor was killed after actions that made even more citizens question her. The Imperial Republica's time was at an end, and the sooner everyone realized that, the better chances the Sith had to survive.
Emperor Vrael has made his declaration that he will annex the Imperial Republica, and he has the resources to do it. I fought for the Republica once, until I saw the truth: the Republica has collapsed under its own weight. It's so bogged down in tradition, xenophobia, and internal politics, that it has become wholly inadequate to protect its people anymore, he said. The claim to have been a former Republica soldier would be at least partially verified by the fact that - once traced - the broadcast came from Coruscant itself. There was no planet deeper in the heart of Republica space.
So why have I risked my life to come onto the Holonet and tell you facts that you likely could have obtained on your own? Simple: because I want to urge you to act. The Republica has attempted to silence those who speak out against it before. Billions of you are kept down by xenophobia and your planets are treated as second class. Now is the time to join the Empire where your species doesn't matter, he said. There were billions of beings who were prevented from rising because they weren't human. Despite being within the borders of the Imperial Republica, the IR wouldn't be able to hold its grip on them forever. Especially not now that they were leaderless, and all the less prepared to defend themselves.
How many more have been prevented from climbing higher because your family had the wrong last name? Now is the time to join the Empire where your merit is what matters, he said. And so again, the call to better yourself and climb the ladder of society was stunted by petty politics. Family name and connections were worth far more than skill and ability.
How many of you have lost family and friends to attacks that the Republica has failed to react to? Killed in attacks by terrorists led by the Jedi: terrorists who worked with the Mandalorians to slaughter people in the streets on Corellia. There are very real threats out there, and the Republica is no longer adequate to protect you, he said. The terrors that had grown in secret within the Empire's borders couldn't be ignored any longer. Rebellion was in the air, and until the Empires acted together, the entire galaxy was in danger.
It's time for a unified Empire once again. One that rewards skill, defends its people, and suffers no foolishness. All I can do is encourage you that when the time comes you stand by the Empire where your actions decide how you rise, not the Empire that turned its back on you.
The Empress is dead. Long live the Emperor. And as abruptly as it had begun, the broadcast ended. There would no doubt be an earnest attempt to prevent it from being replicated or rebroadcast, but the message was out there.
Varyn had no delusions about his own importance. He was a Sith Crusader who no one knew his name or even his face, but the address did one thing: it showed that anyone could change their course. The flow of the galaxy was changing, and the time for revolution had come. Even for soldiers and citizens of the Imperial Republica, it wasn't too late.
The evening news cut to a commercial and unexpectedly, the Holonet Feed began to static and waver as a "commercial break" suddenly turned into a less-than-expected address. A masked man filled the screen. It was clear that the signal had been pirated in some way, but it would take several minutes to take it down, and a recording had already begun to play. A masked man filled the screen, and those who lived within the borders of either Empire would immediately note that the mask screamed "Sith" to anyone who saw it, but in a galaxy embroiled in a civil war between Sith factions, seeing such a mask was not all that shocking.
The voice, when it began speaking, was clearly distorted, though this was a product of the Force rather than any electronics.
Citizens of the Empire, I'm interrupting this broadcast because now is a time for action, the voice said calmly. There was little movement as he spoke, and a moment later, the image cut to pictures of world within the Empire. Kuat, Nubia, Bilbringi, Corellia, and Nar Shaddaa. Each one had been laid waste to in some measure with buildings burning, factories destroyed, and bodies in the streets. It was what the Republica had become.
The galaxy has been in turmoil for too long. The Imperial Republica has failed to protect its citizens time and again. Thousands have been killed in attacks by terrorist raiders and Mandalorians, and throughout that time, the Emperors have done nothing, he said, and none of the accusations were false. Elix had been terribly inactive, and his predecessor was killed after actions that made even more citizens question her. The Imperial Republica's time was at an end, and the sooner everyone realized that, the better chances the Sith had to survive.
Emperor Vrael has made his declaration that he will annex the Imperial Republica, and he has the resources to do it. I fought for the Republica once, until I saw the truth: the Republica has collapsed under its own weight. It's so bogged down in tradition, xenophobia, and internal politics, that it has become wholly inadequate to protect its people anymore, he said. The claim to have been a former Republica soldier would be at least partially verified by the fact that - once traced - the broadcast came from Coruscant itself. There was no planet deeper in the heart of Republica space.
So why have I risked my life to come onto the Holonet and tell you facts that you likely could have obtained on your own? Simple: because I want to urge you to act. The Republica has attempted to silence those who speak out against it before. Billions of you are kept down by xenophobia and your planets are treated as second class. Now is the time to join the Empire where your species doesn't matter, he said. There were billions of beings who were prevented from rising because they weren't human. Despite being within the borders of the Imperial Republica, the IR wouldn't be able to hold its grip on them forever. Especially not now that they were leaderless, and all the less prepared to defend themselves.
How many more have been prevented from climbing higher because your family had the wrong last name? Now is the time to join the Empire where your merit is what matters, he said. And so again, the call to better yourself and climb the ladder of society was stunted by petty politics. Family name and connections were worth far more than skill and ability.
How many of you have lost family and friends to attacks that the Republica has failed to react to? Killed in attacks by terrorists led by the Jedi: terrorists who worked with the Mandalorians to slaughter people in the streets on Corellia. There are very real threats out there, and the Republica is no longer adequate to protect you, he said. The terrors that had grown in secret within the Empire's borders couldn't be ignored any longer. Rebellion was in the air, and until the Empires acted together, the entire galaxy was in danger.
It's time for a unified Empire once again. One that rewards skill, defends its people, and suffers no foolishness. All I can do is encourage you that when the time comes you stand by the Empire where your actions decide how you rise, not the Empire that turned its back on you.
The Empress is dead. Long live the Emperor. And as abruptly as it had begun, the broadcast ended. There would no doubt be an earnest attempt to prevent it from being replicated or rebroadcast, but the message was out there.
Varyn had no delusions about his own importance. He was a Sith Crusader who no one knew his name or even his face, but the address did one thing: it showed that anyone could change their course. The flow of the galaxy was changing, and the time for revolution had come. Even for soldiers and citizens of the Imperial Republica, it wasn't too late.