No Mando'a OOC

[Jessica Cloud]

@Prudence

I acknowledge your frustration. I am frustrated too. You want to help. And I want your help too. However. Until I am done talking to Gaba. I will not be talking to you. About a difficult subject. In public. While Staff mediation is in progress.

Prudi. You wll recieve no further public communication from me. In this thread. Please PM for all further contact.

Please. Thank you.

 

[Prudence]

@JSC as requested created a group PM including myself, GABA, Proleptic, and Cin since you will not use the OOC for communication.

 

[Loco]

Can I eat popcorn after the fact?

 

[Cheshire]

@Prudence

is there any chance of any more opposition? I have an indie that may attempt to help the civilians out?

 

[Loco]

@Prudence

is there any chance of any more opposition? I have an indie that may attempt to help the civilians out?

You gon' die.


I think @Fyreleader was looking for more Republic opposition for us.

 

[Cheshire]

Well you have a choice of 2

An severely depressed accord member

Or

A crazy psychotic good girl assassin?

 

[GABA]

Heads up, if I another report comes in, I am locking the thread. So everyone needs to take a deep breath and relax.

 

[Nor'baal]

Heads up, if I another report comes in, I am locking the thread. So everyone needs to take a deep breath and relax.

If I report this post will I get banned?

Please, do not ban me.

 

[GABA]

If I report this post will I get banned?

Please, do not ban me.

150% likely.

 

[Nor'baal]

That seems like a safe bet, upon which I feel it only right to gamble on.

 

[Fyremage]

You gon' die.


I think @Fyreleader was looking for more Republic opposition for us.

Im ok with whomever intervening. Republic rpers are a bit swamped atm.

 

[GABA]

@JSC, because you chose to engage in this thread, you will need to face the consequences for that choice. Please edit your post to reflect the damage taken in the next 24 hours. Please keep in mind when you chose to enter these threads, be prepared to communicate with other members. If you cannot do this, then perhaps you need not to engage in combative threads in general.

@Prudrence @Cinereous @Proleptic In the future please refrain for sending in multiple reports over the same issue. When I see this, this is a huge red flag that there isn't good communication even within your party and leads me to further question on how this situation came into light to begin with. If someone is refusing to communicate, and you've already reported in the issue, then don't pursue, this only leads to further escalation (Same goes for you @JSC).

Next time create an OoC so issues can be immediately brought to public view. Admins cannot see PMs unless given a screen shot. As well as this also allows for a quicker intervention and better communication among teams so everyone knows what they are doing.

 

[Prudence]

@JSC, because you chose to engage in this thread, you will need to face the consequences for that choice. Please edit your post to reflect the damage taken in the next 24 hours. Please keep in mind when you chose to enter these threads, be prepared to communicate with other members. If you cannot do this, then perhaps you need not to engage in combative threads in general.

@Prudrence @Cinereous @Proleptic In the future please refrain for sending in multiple reports over the same issue. When I see this, this is a huge red flag that there isn't good communication even within your party and leads me to further question on how this situation came into light to begin with. If someone is refusing to communicate, and you've already reported in the issue, then don't pursue, this only leads to further escalation (Same goes for you @JSC).

Next time create an OoC so issues can be immediately brought to public view. Admins cannot see PMs unless given a screen shot. As well as this also allows for a quicker intervention and better communication among teams so everyone knows what they are doing.

Will do GABA! Sorry for spamming the reports. As FL I will do a better job next time of coordinating such things, and making sure the reports are singular, and discussion is open and clear. Thanks for the help!

@JSC if you have any questions or would like to talk about how you can edit your post to fit with what we're doing I'd be more than glad to discuss it here with you.

 

[Jessica Cloud]

Edits made.

Anyway. I just back from shift and I'm just not feeling up to... Whatever this is right now. So I just slapped some basic stuff together as edits and let the poor fool character of mine die. Meh. It's a gimme.

Thanks to the Staff for a rapid-fast resolution. And a big apology to all the Death Watch guys who had to put up with my chit. Carry on and enjoy the game. Go kill some stuff already! Lulz. :)

 

[Prudence]

Edits made.

Anyway. I just back from shift and I'm just not feeling up to... Whatever this is right now. So I just slapped some basic stuff together as edits and let the poor fool character of mine die. Meh. It's a gimme.

Thanks to the Staff for a rapid-fast resolution. And a big apology to all the Death Watch guys who had to put up with my chit. Carry on and enjoy the game. Go kill some stuff already! Lulz. :)

Thanks for the quick edits man! Sorry it had to end with player death, but that was just the whole idea behind this thread. I hope you enjoy future threads more and have fun with whatever new character concept you might have! :)

 

[Littletinder]

I didnt fight nobody @Urou Brikas xD

 

[Daz]

I didnt fight nobody @Urou Brikas xD

Oh, I know! That was just Urou speculating that Flint might pick a fight, because of the outbursts.

 

[Littletinder]

Okk :)

 

[Prudence]

@Nor'baal , since you are confused about the situation.


It is established in this post that we are approaching the freight entrance

The leader of the seeming SBZ Terrorist Cell stepped forward, his boots meeting the escalator as he began to walk down. The mechanized staircase had long since stopped working, and was spitting sparks in several places, speaking to the attitude of the servos beneath. Prudii could even see in places where flames licked at the bodies of deceased security personnel, and civilians alike. Kicking the corpse of a security officer aside, and idly watched as the body tumbled down the stairs, landing at the bottom in a sickening thud.

To say that he was revulsed by the deeds they had committed would be too much. But he certainly wasn't enjoying it either. He didn't feel sick, but he could feel as his mind drifted into a dull and somber mood. Luckily the mission was quite nearly over. He hefted his repeating blaster, checking the power level on its pack, and ultimately opting for fresh power cell. He glanced around, taking in all of the dead bodies, and tried to mentally calculate the loss of life. He found, eventually, that it was impossible. The Mandalorian moved across the barren food court and towards an entrance he had scouted out before the operation - the freight entrance. Here truckloads of food and supplies would come in to stock up the stores and restaurants inside the airport.

The door hissed open infront of him, and immediately a stream of blaster fire poured towards him. He felt one slam into his chest as he moved away from the stream, pouring blasterfire inside. Packed in the room, as he had expected, were hordes of survivors, and several guards - all of whom had their blasters trained on the door. What they didn't realize was Prudii's escape would be coming to the freight entrance beside them within 30 seconds. Just gotta clear the trash away first.

It is established in this post that we entered the room, and the doors shut behind us

The blasterfire began to settle, and Prudii could see now into the room. The carnage was something to behold, with dismembered bodies, and pools of blood filling the floor. He checked a few bodies, shooting them in the abdomen to make sure they were dead. By the time he was done, everyone that wasn't with the Mandalorian was deceased. He glanced up, and saw that there were no cameras or recording devices in the room. Once the door closed, for one of the first times, they would be alone, and in private.

Once the Mandalorians were inside the doors would slide behind them, sealing the group in the room. A roaring could be heard from a nearby wall, before the duraplast caved in, with the back of a hover-ambulance poked in through the new hole. Its back door opened up to reveal a spacious cabin waiting for the soldiers.

Prudii turned back to Zephyr, "Ten Seconds is up."

He popped his helmet off as the others likely would, safe in the anonymity of this unmonitored room and pulled the Mando girl into an embrace, pressing his lips against hers. Pulling away he moved his mouth to her ear,

"Your sacrifice was appreciated Zephyr. Your brothers thank you. Hold out, I'll be back for you."

The silence that followed his words were punctuated by one of his dual-phase pistols discharging into her stomach. With her armor, the shot wouldn't kill the woman. But it would hurt like hell and do some damage. Nothing that couldn't be fixed, but it would look as if she had been shot by a security agent in the firefight.

He cradled the girl's body as he laid her down to the ground, slowly releasing her hand and pressing it against her stomach. He kissed her on the forehead before he stood back up, looking to the others, "Get inside. We're leaving."

Here you say that you are in the arrivals section, which is not the Freight Entrance

Multiple 'Innocent' Meatbags terminated. Minimal resistance, Minimal Efficiency. the Droids processors ran through the security footage and records of the Spaceport, piecing together what had happened. Numerous Assailants, not as weak and pathetic as usual SBZ troopers. Effectiveness of Attack: High. Skill of Attackers: Insufficient. the conclusion was reached. It was apparent that the attackers were compensating for their lack of coherent skill with sheer violence. Rookies, stated the droid, rising from his shipping container: a large rectangular crate, filled with numerous weapons and lined against scammers, that he used to traverse the Galaxy.

Regrettably it had not yet been loaded onto the ship back to Alpheridian, where his next assignment awaited him. Indeed it seemed that HK-51 had an almost dangerous habit of propping up in the most dangerous and unfortunate places in the Galaxy, somehow to late.

Picking up an MP-FRAB from the weapons stash, and slapping a 'Sunspear' onto one hip, and CZ-BP01 onto the other, he considered himself ready for a routine patrol. With his memory cleared of all forms of Republic Identification, as per the norm, and no distinguishing marks on him, he walked through the main lobby of the airport, weapon held across his chest, inspecting the bodies. Crouching near one, he analysed it. "Analysis: Species, Human. Gender, Female. Age, Twelve Standard Cycles. Cause of Death, Multiple Gunshot Wounds."

He rose again. Personally, in such a compact space he would have made us of high explosives - more damage, less manpower, higher collateral. All in all, a superior course of action. This method of attack looked like some sort of morbid fantasy from a Holo-Game, not a well planned strike. Continuing through the lobby, he made his way down one of the corridors to the baggage claiming area.

Strangely, all the conveyors still ran, carrying luggage upon them that would never be collected by their owners. Several packs contained above the required amount of liquids, most contained dirty clothes. He was clearly in the arrivals section. More bodies could be found here, further evidence of the amateur nature of the attackers, more displays of wanton destruction - that served little to no military or strategic value.

Cataloging what he saw, the HK-Unit continued to make analysis of the bodies. He remained alert for the presence of meatbags - be they a rescue team, civilians, or meatbags in need of a good shooting. Currently, he saw none, bar the armored corpse of a sentient. Zephyr, whilst now parted from this mortal realm, was still to be of use. Approaching, he dragged the sentient away to his storage container, after all - no need to compromise the republic by leaving a body out in public. Stashing the body in one the boxes in the room, he opened up the weapons stash, and began to peruse.

EDIT - Removed references to Zephs death.

In this post you are suddenly in the room, aiming at Zephyr. It can be assumed you would have to enter the room and cannot shoot through walls. In an attempt to not be petty and make you make superficial edits on a post at the end of a thread, I just went with it, noting to you that it is assumed she walked through the door.

 

[Nor'baal]

Let me copy and past my Skype:

#38 - HK walks through airport
#39 - Prudii shoots Zephyr, and then the remainder of death watch boarded their getaway craft
#40 - HK enters the room in which Zeph is bleeding out. Shoots her.
#41 - Prudii magically leaves the ship Zeph has seen him entering, and is somehow the other side of the freight loading room, coincidentally raising his weapon.
#42 - Aria is also magically there, drops pistol, draws blade, turns, raises arm and zaps droid with other hand
#43 - HK raises arm, fires rocket into enclosed space.
#44 - Aria somehow manages to do around 3-4 movements in the time it takes HK to do one, and insta kills HK.

So:

Option One - We are all somehow in the same room, Aria and Prudiis attacks have been interrupted by rocket.

Option Two - We are not in the same room, as DW are currently on a ship/in a docking thing with a closed door. You get the joy of watching Zeph die, and can try and open the door and boom time everyone.

Option Three - DW is magically in the room, and wveryone on the DW side can move after a prolonged period of violence I may add faster that a Droid committing one movement.


Addressing your above post:

1. It isn't the end of the thread at all, in fact the resistance has arrived.
2. You have not addressed the fact that your Death Watch folks, who have just performed a massacre (which I presume is tiring) are managing to perform multiple moves in the time it takes a Droid to lift its arm and fire a rocket.

If (for some reason) HK is in the same room as you, that action just became a lot quicker.

EDIT - I am happy to concede that (somehow) we are all in the same room, if you accept that a rocket just got fired at alarmingly short range, and you cannot turn around, draw weapons, open fire, shoot lightening and plasma, in the time it takes for a Droid to lift its arm and fire a rocket.