Space-Lanes

Benefactor's Benevolence II

feeds@yuku.com (Izaak von Schwartzkrieg) — Sun, 06 Dec 2009 22:42:22 GMT

They were running behind schedule. Rex and the others were busy carrying crates after crates of the greatest delicacies from throughout the galaxy to appease the Obsidian Lord's pallette, the Obsidian Lord himself was there, overseeing the affair as best he could, but he was also busy with the paperwork from the other day when a large influx of interesting reports had come through as to the stock exchange of the galactic tea market. Such wonderful news was that the price of some of the...

The Naeaah'arrk

feeds@yuku.com (TiCira Hawk) — Sun, 06 Dec 2009 19:56:08 GMT

"Sam, did you run those diagnostics and that preflight checklist? I need to make sure that I won't miss anything pertinent before we go." Asked TiCira. She was looking over her piloting console, running a mental checklist on pre-flight procedures. Through the large transparasteel viewport, dozens of Rebel workers were loading the crates upon crates of ore onto the Horizon, the same cargo that just finished being loaded onto the ship...

A game of follow the leader...

feeds@yuku.com (TiCira Hawk) — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 19:19:18 GMT

"Mistress, oh Mistress."

TiCira lifted her eyes from her datapad, and glanced over at the 3PO hobbling his way over to her. With a small sigh, she brushed her fingers through her long auburn locks, and patiently asked. "Yes Sam, what is it?"

The droid's hands raised a little bit in emphasis as he spoke."It seems that the rest of the party is running a bit late. I knew that it would have been a good idea to relay...

Benefactor's Benevolence

feeds@yuku.com (Izaak von Schwartzkrieg) — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 21:21:43 GMT

"My Liege, the Benevolence is prepared for your personal presence."

The Obsidian Lord looked up from his book, his tea cup half way to his mouth. Smiling almost to himself, he took his final sip of his tea and closed the book shut with a simple thud. Handing the book to the captain of his ship, he put the tea cup down and stood up from his lounge chair in the waiting room. The Order of the Contra Mundus had several of these asteroid...

A shift in style

feeds@yuku.com (Vechlin Cimntech Alltemi) — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 19:21:08 GMT

The crew had been well prepped and moderately armed and were simply waiting for word from the enigmatic grey Jedi. Vechlin was checking the gear and supplies for any nuances before having the crew load it up the Action V transport ramps. From a glance everything checked out, however the Capasite human was not satisfied when he found a snapped buckle on one of the crates.
"I'm sure the Imperials would not appreciate damaged cargo," Vechlin...

Flying with Mercurius, ACT IX

feeds@yuku.com (Tryjo) — Mon, 03 Aug 2009 05:52:58 GMT

"Come on. When I have I ever lead you astray?" The smuggler's words hung there in the air, and for a few heartbeats he thought that he might not actually have the cooperation he had envisioned. But, seeing Tryjo give a lopsided grin, the tension that had been welling in his gut was relieved. "One of these days, Calon, I'm going to call your bluff." Reaching out to take a datapad that Calon had been...

Flying with Mercurius, ACT VIII

feeds@yuku.com (Tryjo) — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 21:43:53 GMT

It had been some time since Tryjo had attempted a run in the perilous space lanes, and credits do make acquiring certain services in the galaxy more accessible. This time was different though, Tryjo was not running goods for the Shadow Order. No, Gantoris had completely broken all ties with galactic shipping in order to secure his hold over the Shadow Order's economic structure. What better way to persuade corporations to your cause than to choke them by cutting off their supply...

Jack Squat on the Clock

feeds@yuku.com (Thrion) — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 20:34:22 GMT

Thrion stood around his pair of transport as they filled their bays full of ore. It was a long process, but a cost worthy one. Soon he'd be off dancing among the stars to deliver the ore to some place the Rebellion had picked for him. Where exactly he would soon find out. An envoy or someone would be bringing him a slip with the coordinates.

"Sir, your destination," said one man dressed like a commoner of the lowest levels. A tag around his neck said "Jack...

A hoy!

feeds@yuku.com (Captain Zechs Merquise) — Sat, 06 Jun 2009 18:27:37 GMT

Zechs finished prepping his ship while the droids did the rest on the other. Mar and Ven kept watch as the various workers loaded up the last loads of ore. A few minutes later, the two transports lifted off and climbed like moles into space at a pace that made moles look swift.

"3 minutes to navpoint Alpha," Mar said.

Ven clicked on as well from the rear of Zechs's ship. "2 minutes, 55 seconds to be exact."

The droids began to debate the...

Exception to the Rule

feeds@yuku.com (Rani Churs) — Mon, 04 May 2009 13:41:15 GMT

It was an odd affair, to say the least. Normally Tigon moved small deposits of ore a time, a few hundred units of ore in his personal freighters. This month the Dark Lord had ordered something different, ordering a galactic warship or two to lead a more substantial shipment. Such a movement would of course warrant attention, but no force in the vicinity of the space lanes would be able to counter his carriers.

"Double check everything, this won't happen again any time...

One for the Money - May 09

feeds@yuku.com (Naeus) — Sat, 02 May 2009 15:23:04 GMT

As the bulk freighters were being loaded up Carnis awaited notification of completion on the bridge of the master transport. The other vessel had already been slaved off and was under the guidance of a pilot-droid-brain. There was almost no need for his direct hand on these types of shipments anymore, but recently an order had been passed down from the Naval Commanders.

Due to recent pirate activity and the incursion of Imperial military units into Sith space they would be...

Boo Got Shot

feeds@yuku.com (Captain Zechs Merquise) — Fri, 01 May 2009 17:04:07 GMT

Zechs stood around the transports as the holds were finally finished being filled with ore. It'd be a decently long trip, but soon after departing he would join a convoy through rough space. Intel told him that the Rebellion or the Repbulic was covering the convoy. Zechs didn't really care who it was as long as he was paid for the ore.

A few minutes later the transports lifted off from the surface. They rose into space and made the first jump. They'd come out and meet up...

Now Hiring

feeds@yuku.com (Naeus) — Wed, 08 Apr 2009 03:25:40 GMT

The Nobody and Nowhere were being loaded to near capacity: nearly 600 standard shipping units of unprocessed ore that would be transferred to the Sith operating facility being constructed at Korriban. The fat mongrel Darth Carnis had hired to make the transport was drunk and nearly passed out, but the Sith Lord only needed him to sign the bills of lading and show his stubbly face. The real brains of the...

Ship

feeds@yuku.com (Thrion) — Wed, 01 Apr 2009 15:33:54 GMT

The holds filled with ore from Thrion's mining operation in the outer rim. He knew he had to get moving soon. The droids loaded the ore and other cargo swiftly. The time was drifting away from him while the ore was being loaded into the various holds. It took nearly an hour but by the time was done, the two transports were bursting.

Within the next ten minutes, the ships were fueled. Then the two transports lifted off into space. Thrion pushed his ship forward while the droid...

void

feeds@yuku.com (Thrion) — Wed, 01 Apr 2009 15:33:21 GMT

void

Take Two

feeds@yuku.com (Rani Churs) — Sat, 07 Mar 2009 19:24:00 GMT

OOC:Trying this again, here's hoping it works this time.

IC:

Some would probably say he had better things to do. As Dark Lord of the Sith, surely he had more pressing matters to attend to. There were always prisoners to torture,forgotten magics to rediscover, Jedi's to slaughter and a galaxy to ensnare. Yet to do all these things, one needed the proper tools. And to make these tools, one needed ore. Ergo, this journey was as much an investment of his time as...

Supply Lines [March 09]

feeds@yuku.com (Naeus) — Thu, 05 Mar 2009 01:36:46 GMT

The loading docks on Kessel were typically very busy. The prior month they had been packed with massive cargo vessels arriving and departing with loads of spice, ore, and slag to be shipped across the galaxy to the empire of the Sith. This month was no different. Among the fleets of freighters were two normal bulk freighters registered to one Mirror Corp., which was listened as being owned by a Mr. Smoke out of the Alderaan System.

Darth Carnis waited on the loading docks watching...

February 2009 Applications - Error

feeds@yuku.com (Matrim Nox) — Tue, 10 Feb 2009 20:48:46 GMT

Do to an unfortunate human error, the applications for Ken and Tryjo were mistakenly denied. However, to ensure that you do not lose out do to this error, we will manually be adding the appropriate amount of credits to your (or your raiders') rosters at the end of the month, as well as subtracting the necessary RU.

Thank you for your patience,
~M

Cause and Effect

feeds@yuku.com (Salem Norongachi) — Sat, 07 Feb 2009 15:16:10 GMT

The Sister ships Flash Dancer and Gladstone lay berthed at one of the many asteroid mining facilities the Cutthroats had spread across the Galaxy, some even outside the Galaxies edge. Kept safe from the vacuum of space by the plexiglass and metal structure Salem Norongachi stood watching as droids flitted between the ore store houses and the holds of each ships, slowly filling them to capacity before they began their long and treacherous journey.

He turned his eyes...

The Flight for the Fight

feeds@yuku.com (Rani Churs) — Sat, 07 Feb 2009 14:53:57 GMT

Some would probably say he had better things to do. As Dark Lord of the Sith, surely he had more pressing matters to attend to. There were always prisoners to torture,forgotten magics to rediscover, Jedi's to slaughter and a galaxy to ensnare. Yet to do all these things, one needed the proper tools. And to make these tools, one needed ore. Ergo, this journey was as much an investment of his time as any other of his bloody past times.

"Load this up so we can get it over...