Republic Disaster Viewing Party (Sith)

[Andraste]

“A Senator did what?” Andraste hissed into the comms, hearing Fenn’s surprisingly calm voice relay to her the situation that was taking place in the Senate chambers, “See to Mori at once! I don’t want her dead!” She quickly made her way over to the main halls of the Junction base (more like waddled, as she was heavily pregnant at this point). Andraste was not one to spare expenses, and she had set up massive Holoprojectors in the common areas of the base for Sith to enjoy during their free time.

She remained on the comms with Fenn, “You need to be careful, don’t get shot at. Why the hell do they have weapons in there to begin with?” None of this made sense, and she switched on the news. Her jaw dropped as she saw Mason, a popular news anchor quite literally chasing around senators in a senator pod to cover the news. Andraste had no words. She forgot she was on the phone with Fenn for a moment as she stood there in the middle of the hall, jaw slack as she watched senators chasing each other around in their glacially slow senate pods.

“They’re not blaming us for this one are they?” She asked Fenn, rubbing her temples. This was more bizarre than some Holomovies she had seen, and she watched the old fossil of a Senator that did the shooting actually taunting the other senators. She couldn’t imagine this was the same Republic she had tried to set up diplomatic relationships with.

Within moments, the chambers were filling up with Sith and Imperials as word of this fiasco reached everyone. Andraste remained in the center of it all, shaking her head as she took it all in, "Can someone bring me some popcorn?"


OOC: Death and pvp disabled. Open to all Sith and Imperials.

 

[Darth Evandrus]

Being called into the chambers was normal. Watching holovid news? Normal.

Watching this? Not so normal.

Did... did that actually all just happen?

Okay, Cregan had to voice that thought because it was overriding everything in his mind right now. What the hells had he just watch and why the hells had he been brought here to watch it?Because seriously - he had seen things on the holo that were just as messed up as this senate meeting but they usually came with a NSFW tag.

Come to think of it, considering the 'ending', this one probably should too.

"Alright I'm going to ask... that actually happened?" he asked, looking around at the other Sith as if to ask if they were seeing the same thing he was seeing, "Like this actually happened? No editing, no swapping it out for a bad holovid... this legitimately, actually happened?"

He blinked a few times before just shaking his head a little bit,

"Well... if ever I needed confirmation that the Imperial system is superior, this is it." he admitted with a little chuckle before placing his head in his hands, "Ugh... and I dedicated years of my life to defending those guys... oh my god that's some wasted time I'll never get back..."

 

[Darth Kravos]

Darth Kravos was at a loss, and he was seldom at a loss. He had heard unconfirmed reports of gunfire breaking out in the Senate building and within moments was out of his quarters and on the way to the large, open area that serviced the main hall and provided entertainment to the Sith. His pace was brisk and he caught sight of Andraste a moment later, waddling, looking up at the screen, and talking to someone - probably Fenn - in a hurry.

He shook his head, realizing that being here and seeing it on a larger screen wasn't making the situation seem any more reasonable. How had someone gotten a weapon inside the Senate building to gain a shot at the Chancellor? The news was now covering it on every conceivable outlet and coms and holonets were ringing with news alerts.

Kravos watched the chaos unfold as Mason chased the man around at a sluggish pace. I hope they're not blaming us for this, he said, mirroring Andraste's sentiment on the matter. Terminus? It wasn't a name that Kravos recognized and certainly not an Imperial-friendly Senator, was he? The truth was, Kravos probably wouldn't have recognized the Senators friendly to them anyway, but he didn't need to admit that.

He chuckled a little and asked Can I share it? as she mentioned wanting some popcorn. He nearly fell into the moment and boo'd as someone tried to take the camera from the reporters, wanting to continue to see how things unfolded.

 

[Darth Malos]

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Malos was genuinely trying to enjoy his afternoon. It was not often that he got some free time nowadays, and he was hoping to make the most of it by resting in his quarters for the day. Of course, that could not possibly happen.

He heard the chatter all the way from his room. At first, the Sith Lord had assumed it was merely some initiates causing chaos, just like he and the Doctor once had. He was nicer than his predecessor though, and the former Templar did not feel the need to storm out and cut someone's hands off. Still, the halls were slowly filling up with Sith, all eagerly making their way to the main chamber, chattering about the Senate and assassination and genitals. That was enough to perk his interest. Malos rose from his bed with a groan and left the room, striding down the halls irritatedly.

The first thing he saw when he turned the corner was Andraste standing in the center of the room, staring up at the holoprojector, so he knew something serious was happening. He brushed past Sith knights on his way to get a better view, and glanced up to see what was going on.

"What is the meaning of thi- By the Force..." The Senate was in disarray. Malos arrived just as a clip of an old man shooting at the Chancellor played again, followed by a scene of politicians engaged in a painfully slow pod race. The chamber descended into chaos before his very eyes, and the Sith Lord was in awe watching it.

He had many things to say, but he remained silent. There would be a time to speak about this.

 

[Dennys Waszylla]

Dennys had just finished his fiftieth arm wrestling win against the Imperial soldiers who were in the base when he heard the commotion. As always in his floral shirt with khaki shorts and sandals, he grabbed his beer before making his way over to the screen. The place as already starting to gather quite a few watchers and that was quite the curious thing for the place. He was about to greet Andraste, wondering if she was handling the growing baby well, when he started to pay attention to what was happening on the screen. He almost dropped his beer.

He immediately got on his commlink to the kitchen, one of the few frequencies he constantly had saved in it. "I need the entire base's supply of beer and bratwurst ready for consumption and I need it YESTERDAY. Get that sausage frying, believe me, it will NOT be the only ones we see today." The kitchen staff took Dennys very seriously and in short order plates were being passed around with bratwursts and a cold can of beer for all the watchers. One also brought a big bag of popcorn for Andraste, just as buttery and salty as she liked it. He took a deep drink of his own beer as he watched, just enjoying the show at this moment.

 

[The Eternal (Vex)]

Usually Ruelle didn't bother to stop and watch the holonews. Not just because she kept herself obsessively busy with work, either. However the chambers were lit up everywhere with it and people were starting to gather around in large crowds so it peaked her interest.

After she pushed her way past a few people she stopped in front of one of the projectors to see what the hubbub was all about. She never expected it but... she found herself wholly engrossed in it; staring at it for a good long awhile. Suddenly she felt laughter burst from he lips, and she had to force herself to choke back some of it so she didn't seem too obnoxious.

This... this was the republic? It was ridiculous.

Were they always like this or was this something bizarre? Either way, she was glad she was with the Empire. Not that she ever really cared about galactic politics. She knew her place, she never planned to question orders and she never wanted to know more than what she needed to know. But still... it was clear the imperial system was far superior.

 

[Abigail Nimbus]

Despite her own love for wanton death and destruction, Abigail was still very much a child at heart. She enjoyed doing childlike things like watching cartoons and playing tag with Eisa around Junction Base - an act only tolerated because of how annoying Eisa could be for others if she had nothing to do. On this particular day, she was sitting in the viewing chamber with her feet up, chowing down on some popcorn and sweets as she watching My Little Bantha. There was something about the colors and the characters and the unrelenting positivity that enthralled her so...or maybe it was just the image of Banthas running around using the Force in incredible and wacky ways.

She had been so entranced by the vid, that she has completely failed to notice an angry empress storming into the chamber and taking the remote, positioned behind her. She immediately whipped around, ready to smack whoever had stolen her TV time, but instead, her blood and skin ran cold as she laid eyes on her boss, herself looking like she was about to backhand her. Immediately she was like a grovelling puppy, looking down and shrinking into virtually nothing, deathly afraid.
"I'm sorry My Lady," She exclaimed quickly, bringing her hand down and bolting upright. Hopefully nothing bad would come of that...

She turned and began to examine the new scene unfolding before her, her eyes widening in shock at the pictures before her. "Is that the Senate?" She asked, dumfounded at the sheer craziness of the entire scene...and then Andraste did the same thing she would in that situation: Popcorn!!! Abigail grabbed her own bag and was about to hand it over, still mostly full and coated in toffee! However, it appeared she preferred butter, so she offered it to Kravos instead. She was content with her own cup of sweets. She rose from the chair and offered it to her Preggers Overlord, hopping up onto the table for a seat immediately afterward. As the scene continued, she found herself putting a hand to her mouth, struggling not to laugh. In seconds, the youth had her Datapad out and she immediately had the perfect song playing over the whole mess to sum it all up.

"They are chasing an old man, with a blaster, in senate pods...my life is complete."

 

[Darth Kravos]

In all of its glory, Kravos muttered sarcastically as Abigail asked if that was the Senate. An Empire was looking even more like the right choice every day. Less of... this. Whatever this was.

On the bright side, she was offering popcorn, and Kravos reached out to accept. Oh, thanks, he said, knowing she would be a lifesaver for Andraste's popcorn cravings. He shamelessly reached out and accepted the popcorn, popping it into his mouth as he watched the stupidity unfold.

Bureaucracy at its finest, he said with a shake of his head. Was this really what it had all come down to? Someone opening fire in the Senate? And for what? Does anyone know why? he finally decided to pose, not tearing his eyes away from the chaos of it all as people began to speculate wildly as to the shooter's motives.

 

[Serie Fond]

Serie wasn't sure what all the commotion was all about, but as she walked into the large with all the other Sith slowly gathering around a holo projector she quickly found out. Her head tilted to the side as she studied the news reports coming in. She smiled and nudged Abigail who was also present.

Honestly, if I hadn't seen it with my own two eyes I wouldn't believe it. She said turning to look in her direction before realizing that she was currently standing next to the Empress herself. It occurred to her that maybe that was why Abigail had ignored her gentle nudge seeing as how they were currently right next to the pregnant leader of the Sith. Serie drew back into herself and continued to study the news reports coming in, somewhat giggling every time they showed the old man shooting the supreme chancellor.

 

[Darth Evandrus]

There was popcorn and beer.

"There's popcorn and beer and we're watching our 'rivals' fall over themselves trying to betray each other." he declared before bluntly adding, with a growing grin, "I freaking love today. Only in the Sith Empire could this actually be a way I spend my day."

He shook his head a little bit as he just re-watched the whole thing. Unlike his fellow Sith Lords, he had no interest in the popcorn... though he did accept the offer of a spare beer from one of the soldiers. He knocked glasses with the soldier before doing the same with Dennys (@Insalius ) for being the hero that they'd all needed by bringing beer into this whole thing in the first place.

Not all heroes wore capes.

Did anyone know why?

"Not a clue." he admitted to Kravos (@Phoenix ) with a shrug before holding up a hand, "But I'm setting up a betting pool right now - I've got five to one odds on jilted lover and ten to one odds that the old bugger just went insane!"

 

[Spencer Ward]

The Imperial system really is better. That was so shocking cringe-worthy the ex-Jedi thought, as he found himself in the company of his fellow Sith, a lot of high-ranking ones too. What had unfolding on the bigscreen was just... too much. It painted a really poor picture for the Republic. Even as a Jedi, Spencer thought that the Republic was unreliable and not trustworthy enough to be counted on, and that just validates his suspicions. Oh well, it's not Spencer's problem anymore. What was just shown was just disgusting and pathetic that Spencer in such a degree that he was just in disbelief. He just facepalmed as the events on the holoprojector unfolded, and then shook his head a few good times. This can't be real right? No, it is. It sure is good not to be a Jedi anymore, that's for sure. Spencer saw Cregan, who seemed to be enjoying himself an awful lot, and looks like he is talking to his fellow Sith Lords. There's beer too nice, Spencer would grab a bottle and open one up. Cheers!

 

[Darth Malos]

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Malos spotted Abigail out of the corner of his eye, talking to Kravos and Andraste. It appeared as though they were eating popcorn as well, so he once again weaseled his way through the crowd, making a beeline toward them.

"And to think they convicted me of war crimes," he said once he was within ear shot. "Exposing this old man should be considered a war crime. I've seen torture footage more pleasant than this broadcast."

He reached over into Kravos' bag and shamelessly plucked some popcorn out, eating it casually.

 

[Abigail Nimbus]

The more she rewatched it, the more she just could not believe what she was kriffing seeing. The Senate had always been heralded as a beacon of peace, democracy, friendship, and one of the most powerful presences in the known galaxy. Now, here they were squabbling like a bunch of winge women and literally devolving into a peanut shooting gallery and podracing centre. Feeling a slight nudge to her side, she was torn from the viewing to see Serie standing next her, prompting an even wider grin from the young Sith. In that moment, it struck her that she would be remiss if she didn't get everyone favorite chaos lover down here.
"Eisa! Get down here, the Senate is blowing up faster than a Hutt in Labor!!" She called over the balcony, knowing her little girl was nearby.

She turned back to the screen now, off handedly summoning a bottle of beer to her hand and cracking it open with her left ear, which had morphed into a bottle opener. In this rare moment of family time, where all the Sith had gathered like they were watching a home movie, Abigail couldn't help but live it up, her voice changing as she started to peak again. "Welcome one and all to the Republic Senate Rotunda 300, in the front runnings we have accomplished Republic Senator and winner of the annual Republic streaking challenge, Senator Terminus Faunus!!" She had become like a narrator over the insane prattle of the Republic, sitting back and enjoying the flames. "And just behind in pursuit, we have Republic Admiral and beuffant enthusiast, Vincent Deryck, the magically handsome Senator, Numenius Pax, and the Senator was a voice of pure silk, Kurt Greyson!"

Behind her, she could hear Cregan starting to take bets as the pod race continued, showing the utter insanity the galaxy could spin every so often. "Indeed indeed, place your bets! The higher the risk, the higher the reward, don't just be boring and bet against the old man, after all, he may be full of surprises, like shooting the Chancellor in the head!" She exclaimed mightily, thrusting a pointed finger into the air.

@Plebometer

 

[Kalladrrl]

We don’t give a damn

We don’t give a damn

We don’t give a damn if we should live or die in wrath

We will drink and fight and drink until our dying breath!

Cause we don’t give a damn

We don’t give a damn

Variations on the theme preceded and followed as Kalladrrl led a column of mixed squads, Shock Corps mixed with Legion, through Junction. Their lusty voices were raised in joy and his unit was ready for war and at their head was the armored Wookiee with his rank insignia pinned to the shoulder proudly. His business had been mostly black operations, so his rank being revealed for all to see made him strut in front of his men, two full cases of the most potent liquor available at Junction in a pinch swinging in each of his paws with every one of his prodigious steps. They’d need all four of the cases he brought. The droid Silvertongue padded along mechanically beside him. It seemed glad to serve Kalladrrl in a protocol capacity rather than as a mere interpreter. The men’s blood was up from a day of drilling and unarmed combat practice, but they were happy, and they were becoming cohesive. That was tantamount to the success of his career and their career.

He recognized many faces in the hall, assembled in an orderly fashion, and the troop’s singing died down, but he had no doubt they’d heard them in the corridor that lead to the assembly hall.

He motioned to his cohort and they dispersed to fill the back, taking one of the cases of liquor off of him. Several of them had brought their own. Still swaggering, the bold Wookiee took his remaining three cases and loped towards sections where milled officers, Sith Knights, and the highest of the high. Kalladrrl took up a great deal of space as he cut through the crowd, handing off his liquor minus one hefty bottle to a mess worker, one of a legion of their own, who proffered beer and frying sausages.

Now, this was his kind of party.

“Courtesy of Her Majesty’s Blackguards,” the droid announced to the peon, his basso vocabulator loud as holoprojectors replayed clips of an assassination attempt that made the droid’s master grunt with vicious laughter. Republic was a dead animal, a gargantuan corpse that bloated the galaxy with moral disease and he was glad to see it upset like this.

 

[Poot]

Emotions were suddenly running high in the common room not too far from Poot, and his ears could pick up the sounds of people shouting for popcorn and beer. Poot shoved himself off of the tanning bed he used to keep his skin a healthy pinkish-orange and hustled his fat little ass to the kitchenette where he grabbed a tub of mayo to go with the popcorn people were getting. He clutched it like a precious baby in his warm, sweat-filmed embrace and ran over to the common room, stubby legs working double-time as he moved with a speed most would not expect from the diminutive monster. Poot hopped up onto the back of the couch, feet resting on Abigail's shoulders, and gleefully took in the footage with his unblinking eye. "Oh boy is this great!" he squealed in excitement. He reached over and pulled some popcorn from a nearby bag, and dipped it in the mayo before tossing the handful into his mouth. He was rooting for the assassin to escape, despite being strung up like a stripper on a pole.

 

[Eisa Nimbus]

Almost as if on cue with Abigails summons, a distant loud hysterical laugh echoed through out the halls of the Junction, the laughter lingering for a few minutes it started to get louder and closer, to the point that a quick succession of footsteps could be heard echoing throuh the corridor that connected the viewing chamber of the Junction that was often used by the young fiery haired teen and Abigail for their 'My little Bantha' marathons. After what must of been a good minute of running and laughter ringing out from the corridor into the audiatorium, a young teen with freshly dyed bright orange hair, with vibrant pink and purple patches that hung to the side of her face as if they were elaborate earrings, came flying into the room carrying her holopad, and still laughing as she looked up.

"Abi! Abi! Guess what came up on the politics channel!" the young teen called as she scrambled her way around the other gathered Sith, her gaze meeting a bewildered looking Abigail sat upon a table, there was a clear look of shock on the woman's face at what had just been said by the young teen "What? I always watch the politics channel when I dye my hair" the teen retorted to the bemused looks being cast towards her. The proverbial embodiment of anarchy and chaos tightly packed into a childlike demeanour, watched the politics channel whist she was dying her hair, not because she actually paid attention to any of the nonsense they waffled on about, but for of all reasons.. "Its so I can time the setting agents between rinses"

"Any ways Abi! This old guy starting shooting before racing off in his giant doughnut thing loook"Eisa spoke to her friend before slowly looking up to the screen infront of her that was projecting the farcical comedy of errors unfolding in the Senate "Thats the guy" the teen said whilst pointing at the screen, before the penny had finally dropped. Looking away from Abi she could see that a gathering had formed within the chamber, Kravos, Cregan, Malthazar, Seerie and Spencer those she often saw around the Junction or had dealings with in the past through some form of mission or caper. But there were a few others she hadn't seen before, a man in a bright floral shirt that just made the teen grin wildly, then there was an unfamiliar species with a singular eye and then sitting right in the middle was the Empress herslf!

A broad grin crossed the teen's features as her bright emerald eyes lit up, before enthusiastically waving at the Sith that were gathered around her, before turning her attention back to Abigail, plonking herself onto the table beside her and burrowing up close under her friends arm. Snuggling in close to watch the mayhem that was taking place, chuckling with each passing frame. "Kinda makes me wanna play bumper speeders again!" the young teen murmured as she watched the smoke Laden pod come to a stop before the senator took a swan dive off from the stricken vehicle, before getting caught mid air by the Jedi. Eisa sitting bolt upright as the stream 're ran the clip of the senator's robes falling the way of gravity whilst he was inverted, exposing his man hood for the entire galaxy to bare witness to "Abi! Do they all look like that? " the teen questioned in a shocked voice.